Collision, Part XXIV
"The Two Little Guys"
By Joey E

I promised the twenty-fourth installment of Collision would be out very shortly. And here it is! This is a work of fiction. All similarities to real life are strictly coincidental. The rights to this work belong solely to the author, Joey E. No unauthorized duplication is permitted. Thanks to all those who have responded. I really appreciate it. Special thanks goes out to Neuman, Will, Ryan, Wes, Billy-The King of Slapnuts, Marc, Jake, and the one and only Matt.

"So are we still on for tonight?" I heard Jay ask me on the phone.

"Yeah, actually lookin' forward to it, man," I said, smiling. He said he would call me this evening and he did. I was pleased that he did.

"Cool. Do you wanna drive or should I?"

"Nah, I'll drive. You know how to get there right?"

"Sure do. Let me give you directions to my parent's house."

After I jotted down the directions, I said goodbye and went back upstairs to my room. I never knew what to what to wear out. I was no good at fashion. My younger bro had to tell me what was cool looking and what was not. As usual, I called him up to my room.

"Yo Steve! Does this match?" I asked him, holding up a shirt and shorts.

He chuckled and shook his head no.

"Well then what about this?"

"Ah dude, let me pick out the out fit. It'll save us time," he said walking across my room towards my closet.

"You're going to a gay bar right?"

"Yeah," I answered.

"Then wear this with those shorts in your hands," he said, throwing the shirt my way. "And wear that white visor you just got."

I grinned and said, "Thanks."

Finally, I was ready to go. I looked at myself in the mirror and thought, Damn, if I saw myself, I'd do me. I sprayed some new cologne my older sister got me for graduation and headed out the door. The directions to Jay's was pretty easy. I got out of my car and went up to Jay's front door. I rang the doorbell. Three seconds later, he opened the door and walked out.

"You ready?" he asked, smiling.

"Sure, man."

"I thought you would be. You gotta get out more, man. I needed this tonight, and I'm guessing you did too?"

"Hell yeah," I said, opening my door.

"Dude, you look fuckin' hot tonight!" he said, looking me over, putting his seatbelt on.

My bro had done it again. I was wearing an Abercrombie and Fitch t-shirt that simply said DUMP HER on the front of it with light cargo shorts. I also had a white Aeropostale visor.

"Yeah, well, I didn't exactly pick it out myself. My younger bro helped me," I admitted.

"Aren't you gay guys supposed to be high on fashion?"

"Not me, man, I have no clue about what goes with what or if one brand name is in or out."

He laughed. We pulled out from his driveway and we were off.

"Dude, I love that shirt!"

"Thanks. You don't look bad yourself, man!" It was the truth. Jay was dressed in a white Billabong sleeveless T with dark surfer shorts.

So, there we were, two young short dudes, both blonde, both blue eyed, heading to Philadelphia, PA once more, this time each of us on our own for the first time. It seemed more like a mission than anything else. A mission to see if we could indeed make it on our own.

"So, you ready to dance?" I asked, stickin' in a CD into the CD player.

"Fuck yeah, man, are you?" he asked, rollin' down his window. It was a warm night, though not uncomfortable. My window was already down. "Crank up the tunes and let's fuckin' party!"

I laughed.

"And if you're really good, I brought something we can use to party later," he said, holding up a bag of weed.

I looked over and shouted, "You're fuckin' nuts, man!"

"Ever do this shit, man?"

"No, but then again, I never smoked until Brett died. I've bought five packs since then."

"Well, are we gonna try to pick up some hot boys for ourselves tonight?"

I laughed and said, "Hmm…" The thought of picking some hot boy up was actually kind of intriguing.

"And if not, we'll just go home with ourselves."

I laughed again. "You're a nut! No wonder you and Eric got along so well!"

"Hey!" he exclaimed but with a smile on his face. "I thought we agreed we wouldn't talk about them."
"Oh yeah, sorry," I said, chuckling. "Well, then, I'm gonna get me a cute boi tonight!"

"Fuck yeah, man!" he yelled. He stuck his head out the window and yelled "WOOOO HOOO!"

I honestly felt amazingly free of anything at that moment. Jay was right. We were alone, but his spirit was making me feel great.

In no time, we were pulling into the parking garage, which Jay had directed me to. We jumped out of the car and raced each other towards the steps. I felt like a kid again.

We walked to the club, which was a block away and went in the under 21 entrance. It was now 11:30, so it was a decent crowd already. We paid our five bucks and entered the dance floor. The cute boys were certainly out tonight. We made our way over to the other side and sat down on the carpeted bleachers. I took out a pack of smokes and lit one.

"Dude, let me get a drag," he yelled over the music.

"Sure," I said, giving him my cig.

He inhaled and blew out the smoke.

A guy caught my eye. I kept an eye on him, a bit too long apparently, since Jay had to hit me to get my attention.

"Yo, Ry, dude!" he said, laughing.

"Wha?"
"Here's your smoke," he said. "And yeah, he was hot!"

We both laughed.

"You wanna dance, dude?" he asked, getting up.

"Hell yeah," I said, putting my butt out in the ashtray next to me and got up.

We walked over to the dance floor and found a spot. It took me a moment to catch on to the beat, but soon we were dancing up a storm.

"What the hell is this?" Jay asked me, meaning the music.

"Who the hell knows?" I responded, laughing.

Since the dance floor wasn't too crowded yet, we could move around. I like to move around when I dance, so I was happy that we had room. Jay danced with some raver kid movements, which I loved, though couldn't do very well. I mean, I could dance, but not like that.

Suddenly, a great dance song came on by Deborah Cox.

"Absolutely Not?" he yelled with a smile.

I yelled back, "Hell yeah, bro!"

We started acting out the lyrics, which proved to be hysterical. Both of us noticed there were people watching us, but we didn't care. I honestly felt good. I felt free. We danced around each other, each of us keeping up with the other. It felt a little weird dancing with someone my own size for a change, but equally, it was new and exciting. I watched him move around the dance floor, his 5'6" frame, his dark blue eyes. Obviously, as I looked around, I wasn't the only one checkin' him out.

Suddenly, he got up right in front of me and grabbed me. His body was pressed against mine and we started grinding. I laughed, and just grabbed on to him as well. He started inching his way down my body with his tongue out of his mouth down to below my waist. I looked down at him, his face right there in front of my cock and laughed again.

"Bro, you look ridiculous!" I said, laughing.

He shot up instantly and laughed. He then made his way around me and started grinding me from behind. I laughed again.

"There are people watching us," I said.

"Yeah, so, let's give 'em a show!" he yelled, pushing my back down to bend me over. He grabbed my shoulders and started humping my ass. I couldn't believe this was happening.

"Bend him over, honey!" someone yelled.

We both laughed and resumed our normal dancing. After awhile, I was thirsty.

"You want to get something to drink?"

Jay nodded to me and we walked off the dance floor, sweaty and smiling.

We both ordered cokes and drank them at the bar. I caught Jay checkin' me out. To tell you the truth, I, for the first time in a while, was feelin' quite horny. Who wouldn't with all these beautiful boys around?

"You like what you see?" I asked, seductively.

Jay giggled and looked away. I took out my pack of Marlboro Menthol Lights and grabbed two cigarettes. I handed one over to Jay and took one myself. He put his in his mouth and I lit it for him.

"So, are you gonna try to pick someone up tonight?" I asked him.

He exhaled the smoke and said, "To be honest with you, Ry, I would be scared to pick someone up here."

"Yeah, I know what you mean. And each of us don't even have a place to take them back to."

"But it feels good to be out here. I don't even care about picking someone up, dude."

In a way, I felt the same way. "Yeah, it's fun getting checked out though, isn't it?"

"Oh, fuck yeah, dude!" he said, smiling. He looked 5 years younger when he smiled. Even though he already looked no more than 15, he still looked younger when he smiled.

"You're cute when you smile," I said, softly, looking into his eyes.

"Only when I smile?" he asked, pretending to be offended.

"Oh yeah, the rest of the time you look like a troll!" I yelled, slapping his ass.

"Fuck you, bitch!" he yelled, slapping my ass back.

We both laughed and finished our Cokes.

"Com' on," he said, grabbing my hand, leading me back to the dance floor.

"Fuck it's hot up here," I said, lifting up my shirt to let the air flow.

Jay looked down at my torso and said, "Dude, take it off!"

"What?" I yelled, smiling. "Are you crazy?"

"You've got a fuckin' tight body man, I never realized that before!"

"Oh, you mean this?" I asked, lifting up my shirt, and revealing my six pack abs.

He slapped my abs with his hand and said, "Yeah, you've been hiding them all this time?"

I blushed. "I guess so."

"Dude, just fuckin' take off your shirt!" he said, laughing.

A new rush of energy surged through my body. "All right, fine!" I yelled and ripped off my shirt.

"WOO HOO!" he yelled. People turned and looked at us. A few guys smiled at me. I was not the only one without my shirt on by this point, so I really didn't care. He got in front of me again and this time licked from my neck down to my stomach. Now, I was getting really fuckin' horny.

I got bold and lifted up Jay's shirt. Six pack, smooth, and tight.

"Fuckin' hot, bro!" I yelled. "Take it off!"

Jay laughed and took off his top as well. He flashed his grin at me and I grinned back.

I don't know what came over me, but I went behind him and wrapped my arms around his smooth upper body. His back pressed to my smooth chest. I ground my cock into his ass as we moved to the rhythm. I couldn't control it any more.

Jay turned his head towards mine and said, "Something come up, dude?"

I nodded my head and blushed. He smiled. But he didn't move away.

So there we were on Woody's dance floor, our shirts off, and grinding away. I was losing control over my actions as I moved my head down to kiss his neck. I felt him stiff up a bit for a moment. But he still didn't move away. I started to lick his earlobe. He moaned softly and seemed to lean into me more. Soon enough, he turned back around and smiled at me.

"You fuckin' tease," he said.

"Who says I'm teasing?" I replied.

"Well, then, come here!" he yelled, grabbing the back of my head. We were soon in a liplock, our bodies still moving to the beat. I wrapped my arms around his body and we kissed for about fifteen seconds. I felt his tongue move into my mouth. My tongue fought it off and moved into his. I felt his hard cock grind into mine and I wanted it bad!

"Woah," he said, after breaking the kiss.

"You fuckin' high school boys know how to kiss!" he exclaimed, smiling.

"You college boys know how to work us high school boys," I replied.

He took me by the hand and led me off the dance floor. I couldn't believe what just happened, and from the look on his face, he couldn't quite either. We both smiled at each other. He put his hand on my smooth chest and felt it a little. I smiled at him and kissed him softly on the lips.

"Dude, what the hell are we doing?" he asked, chuckling.

"I'm not sure, man. I'm fuckin' horny tonight, though," I said.

"Yeah, me too."

"No, really? I couldn't tell," I said, grinning.

"Shut up," he said, smiling.

"So, uh, what do you propose we do about our state?"

"Your guess is as good as mine."

I looked at his smooth, defined chest once more. God, he looked good.

"Well, we could beat off when we get home, or…" I started to say.

"Or…?"

"Or we could go home together and fuckin' have wild monkey sex!"

"I was hoping you'd say that! Let's go now!"

He grabbed my hand and led me to the exit. "You sure about this?" he asked before we walked down the steps to the exit.

"Shut up before you ruin the mood," I said, pushing him forward.

"Just makin' sure, dude," he said.

We walked back to the parking garage in silence, checking each other out. He looked a lot like me in a lot of ways. And I found that exciting, being that I never had a dude my size before.

We walked to the car and I felt him grab me again. We made out against my car, he pushing me against the car. I reached down and felt his hard cock through his shorts. I realized then the size of it. He was definitely bigger than me in that department.

"You like that?" he whispered in my ear.

"Oh yeah," I answered, flicking his earlobe with my tongue. I felt his hand travel down below my waist. I gasped when he grabbed it.

"God I want that in my mouth," he whispered and then kissed me again.

Just then, we heard voices and we broke apart. I unlocked the doors and we both got in the car. In no time, his hand was on my cock again, rubbing it.

I was getting close, amazingly, since I was not normally like that.

"Aw, man, if you keep that up, I'll shoot right now!"

Jay grinned. "Really?"

"Yeah," I said, opening my eyes, looking at him.

"How many times can you shoot in one night?"

"Uh, about two or three," I said, smiling.

He kept rubbing my cock.

"Don't you want to take it out?" I asked.

Needing no more encouragement, he unbuttoned my shorts and unzipped the fly. I moved the seat back to allow better access. His eyes were fixated on what popped out of my boxer shorts and in no time his hands were all over my six inch piece.

I just leaned back and looked at Jay's face. He was a gorgeous boy. He was very hot. And he was all mine. Suddenly, I felt the feeling.

"Jay, I'm gonna cum."

He swooped down on my cock, taking it in his mouth, and at that moment, I shot it right in his mouth.

"Aw fuck!" I cried out. He kept sucking it like a Hoover Canister Vacuum Cleaner. God it felt good.

He sat back up and smiled at me, wiping his mouth. "Did you like that?"

I took a deep breath. "Man, that was awesome!"

He licked his lips with his tongue and said, "Hmm, not bad!"

"Fuck, man. That was just what I needed!"

"Me too," he said. "That was a huge load, dude."

I looked at his crotch. "Go for it, Ry," he said, smiling.

I moaned as I reached over and felt it through his shorts.

"Yeah, dude, take it out," he whispered.

I attempted to unbutton his shorts, but couldn't. He chuckled and did it for me. He even took it out of his pants. I reached over and started stroking it, slowly. He looked over at me and smiled. His hand was on my chest, moving down towards my stomach.

"Mmm…I love that body of yours, dude," he said.

"Yeah?" I said, reaching over with my other hand and feeling his smooth, defined chest. I leaned over and licked his right nipple, and he moaned in pleasure.

"Dude, you gotta station wagon. Why the hell aren't we using the back?" he said, lookin' back.

I stopped what I was doing and looked back. His eyes lit up and he broke out into a wicked grin.

"Come on," he said, pulling up his shorts.

"Right here?" I asked, "In the parking garage?"

"Yeah, man, where's your sense of adventure?"

I thought about it and opened my door. I opened the rear door and folded down the rear seat.

"Now that's what I'm talking about!"

"Yo, what happens if we get caught?"

"We'll deal with that later," he said, smiling.

"You're crazy!" I said.

He got inside. "Are you gonna join me?"

I threw all caution to the wind and climbed inside. Luckily, the cargo area was carpeted. It was a little firm, but it would do. As soon as I was inside, Jay was on top of me. He smiled and leaned down to kiss me. I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him, passionately. Needless to say, I was getting hard again.

"You are one fuckin' hot stud, Ry."

I rolled him over, and now I was on top. I went straight for his cock, ripping off his shorts and just diving down on it, taking it all the way in on the first try. He moaned out in pleasure. I went up and down on his six and half inch cock, which fit better than any other cock I had in my mouth before.

"Yeah, suck it, Ry," he hissed. I looked up at him. He was watching me suck his cock. I couldn't believe how much I wanted him.

"I want you so bad, Jay," I said, inching my way back up to his face. He leaned up and kissed me.

"Dude, I really wanna fuck you," Jay said, in between the kisses.

My eyes shot open. "I'm not a bottom," I whispered.

That wicked grin came back to his face. "Are you sure you aren't?"

I smiled back. Jay's dick wasn't as thick as Brett's and I probably could take it.

"Mind if we do it some other time?"

He giggled. "No problem, dude. Now come on, suck me off."

I resumed sucking his dick and the sounds coming from him were amazing. He reacted to each little thing I did. Whether it be flick his dick with my tongue, pinch his nipples, or deep throat his cock. It really turned me on.

I used my other hand to grab his balls gently.

"Oh yeah, man, fuck, that's it…"

I went down on it all the way.

"AW FUCK!" he yelled out. "Aw, man, you're gonna make me cum."

I decided to play with him a little. I continued sucking at a fast rate.

"Aw, man, I'm gonna cum."

I stopped sucking and took it out of my mouth.

"Why the hell did you do that?"

It was my turn to wear the wicked grin.

"You fuckin' bastard," he said, laughing.

"You know it," I said. I looked around for something to clean his load up with, as I did not want to swallow his load. I found an old t-shirt on the floor.

I had this stud right where I wanted him. He was lying there, his shorts down to his ankles, topless, and hard as a rock. He was a hottie.

"Aw, come on, Ry, suck me," he said.

I lowered my head down again and started sucking him. I felt his balls grow tighter in my hand and his moans were getting louder.

"Aw, fuck, I'm gonna shoot, dude….oh yeah!"

I quickly wrapped my hand around his cock and took my mouth off of it.

"Yeah, bro, shoot it all over," I said, as I stroked his cock.

"Oh yeah, you wanna see me shoot my load?"

"Yeah, shoot it on your chest, bro," I said.

With that, he let out a very high pitched moan. He arched his back, lifting his ass up off the floor and shot an impressive first shot that reached his face.

"Aw yeah, man, shoot it," I said, still strokin'.

His next few shots landed on his stomach. He started shaking, almost convulsing. His whole body went into a spasm. It was incredible and extremely hot. He calmed down eventually and let out a huge sigh. He turned his head and looked at me and smiled.

"That was the best fuckin' blow job I ever got, man!" he said, grabbing the old t-shirt and cleaning himself up. "Fuck, you know what you're doing, Ry!"

I grinned.

"Come here," he said, pulling me into him. We kissed, hugging each other.

"That was some load you shot," I said, moving closer to him.

We then heard voices from outside.

"SHIT!" I said.

Jay pulled his shorts up very quickly. We quickly got out of the back and back to the front seat. We both put on our t-shirts that had been off ever since we took them off at the club. We looked at each other and kissed once more.

"You ready?" I asked.

"Yep!"

I started the car and we left the parking garage. I got to thinking what the hell were we going to now? We had indeed forgotten about all our problems, but now what? We had to go face them again.

"I was just thinking," he started to say. He took a hold of my hand. It felt good to be holding someone's hand again.

"What's that?"

"Now what do we do?"

"I was just thinking about that, too, man."

"I mean, I must admit, I like you man, though I don't know you too well. From what I've seen in the times we've hung out, I like you a lot."

"Yeah, I know what you mean," I said.

"And you're hot as shit, dude. I mean, look at you!" he exclaimed.

I laughed. "Thanks, bro."

"No, you really are. I'm sure, since we were both with guys much bigger than us, you'll agree that it was pretty fuckin' hot to have a small guy instead."

"Yeah, man, it was," I said, smiling.

"But anyway, we're thinkin' too much dude. How about we smoke up when we get home?"

Well, I might as well, I thought to myself. "Sure, man, why not? Never did it before, but then again, I never did what we just did before."

"Yeah, it'll be a good time," Jay said, leaning over to kiss me on the cheek.

Well, there you go, guys. A new twist in the continuing twists of plot in Collision. I hope you enjoyed it. Again, if you have any comments, suggestions, complaints, ideas, whatever, send them to my NEW e-mail address NEPhillyBoy76@aol.com .