Date: Thu, 15 Mar 2012 17:30:56 -0700 (PDT) From: Boris Chen Subject: Ryan and Joey part 6 Notice to readers: This story is totally fictional. None of the characters actually exist. None of the events actually happened. Locations for the story were chosen at random. Views of the characters do not represent those of the writer. Copyright March 2012, all rights reserved. Ryan and Joey. A high school romance. Early June1975. Part-6 Ryan was too busy studying for his calculus final exam to write so this is Joey dictating this chapter. I'm Joey Wilson, Ryan's my best friend. We've known each other since 5th grade. We met in school when my parents divorced then mom and I moved. My dad split for Santa Fe, and some girls panties I think. That was seven years ago, I've seen him six times since. I got a job working at the NAPA auto parts store over on North Dyer St. I'm the youngest employee they have. I work two days a week after school. I don't got a car yet but I'm saving up. I use my moms Buick and she adds some money to my pocket with a weekly allowance. I got a Marantz stereo and two speakers I built. I also got a turntable and cassette deck. Got it all at Cielo Vista Mall over on I-10. What I need is a guitar and my own wheels. Okay, now the personal stuff. So I'm like six foot tall, kinda skinny they tell me. My dad was part Hopi so I'm not pale white, kinda dark like I always got a little tan. I haven't cut my hair since 1972. I'm into guys, mainly I'm into my best friend Ryan. He has the best bod. I've had sex with girls but I like it with guys more. Less bullshit, better taste. I always knew I was into guys but I've pretty much been on my own. Most of my knowledge comes from Penthouse Advisor. I did get some magazines down in Juarez around Christmas when I was able to go there with queer friends from school. They had these french and british queer magazines, I got one of each. Oh yeah, I forgot, so I got long dark brown hair parted in the middle, dark brown eyes, olive colored skin, about eight inches long hard, inny, and nipples a bit bigger than a quarter coin. I got zits but no scarring. I might go to college but I want some time off from school after I graduate next year. One year left and I'm a free man! I've had the hots for Ryan since we met. In 5th grade I had no idea why I was so infatuated with him, tried to spend as much time as I could with him, found myself staring at him when we were changing for gym or swimming at my place. When I started to read Penthouse in sixth grade I understood what was going on. Then Ryan fell in love with Anna's tits in 9th grade so I figured he would hate me if I told him I wanted to suck him off so I kept it to myself and jerked off a lot. I also got some photos of him at my house around the pool I've been jerking to for a few years now. He has no idea. Three weeks ago I finally came out to him, it went much better than I figured it would. But I still gotta be cool because I don't want to pressure him into letting me suck him off. Personally I would love it if a friend of mine asked me if he could suck me off as often as possible, but that's me. I think I'm a lot hornier than Ryan is. We got to pick our alone times carefully because there's parents almost everywhere we go. School is a total no-no. I've thought about asking him to go hiking in the desert but we're so busy in the last two weeks of school it's gonna be a while till we can go goof off somewhere alone. And it gets worse because we both start working more hours once school ends. So let me tell you about this one hike we took a week ago after school one day. Usually we get together at my place Mondays after school. Well Parkland is like five blocks from the edge of El Paso where Ft Bliss starts but there's no fence or anything. They like never use the land near my neighborhood so we go party there from school all the time. The cops can't go - there's no roads and the tracks keep them from trying to drive. El Paso cops won't chase you on foot into the desert I hear. We used to party in the crater but that place is so busted these days since the cops got their first Chevy 4x4. So Ryan and I went out to the desert. I told him I had half a joint, which is about how much dope we smoke a month - not much really. I'm not sure if he really inhales or not but he sure fakes being stoned really good if he doesn't. So we were sitting on the side of a berm smoking, sitting side by side passing this joint. I leaned back, lifted my shirt and started to rub my stomach, he sat there watching me. Like I said, he gets stoned easily and his brain gets locked-up on stuff. I saw he was like frozen staring at my bellybutton so I reached up and flashed one of my tits at him but he never blinked. So I reached into my pants and pulled out the head of my dick laying it next to my bellybutton so he stared at my dick instead. I opened my pants and started to stroke my boner while he sat there with a brain freeze staring at me. So I got up on my knees with my dick sticking out, pushed him back onto his back opened his pants, pulled up his shirt and started sucking him off. It took him a while to get hard. It took me a while to get his jeans off. Eventually just like the movement of the continental plates, time and pressure won out and I got his pants and underwear completely off. He laid on his back on the side of a desert hill, knees in the air, spread wide apart. I laid down between his legs and started licking his taint, then his balls, then his dick. I mean I think it was the best head I ever gave. I worked that thing of his like a popsicle from bottom to top. After about fifteen minutes I needed a break so I laid my head on the inside of his thigh with his nuts just an inch from the tip of my nose taking in his smells, watching his nuts go up and down as he breathed. He was so stoned it was kinda funny. I got my break then went back for the money. I mean I worked the last few inches of his dick like my life depended on it. My jaw muscles started to ache. Ryan grabbed my hair and the sides of my head to speed me up at one point, then make me stop just a second before he came in my mouth. Like fucking WOW did he cum. I `bout drowned. He must have drank like a gallon of water at school that day cause his cum was like water and lot of it too. Almost no flavor, just a little salty, it went down like egg yolk, warm and salty. He would taste nice spread on buttered toast come to think of it. When I was done with my post-cum break I took the time to lick out his bellybutton and work on one of his tits too. I helped him get dressed again. He was almost too stoned to walk so I had to hold him up and help him get his feet into his pant legs. I tied his shoes for him then we both laid back on the berm on our backs staring at the daytime moon over head listening to the desert birds and the bugs fly overhead. At one point I started to feel like someone was watching us so when I stood up I about freaked out when I saw this huge cow standing maybe 50 feet away chewing grass staring at us. Ryan and I started laughing like crazy people till our sides ached. As we walked back into town I stopped him once grabbed him in my arms and placed a little kiss on his lips, which surprised me that he returned. I thought he still really struggled with kissing a dude. Since I'm taller than he is I gotta look down and he has to look up when we kiss, he keeps saying it makes him dizzy when we do that. So I walked him home and created a distraction for his mom while he went to his room, then I rode home on my bike. I'd love to see his version of this encounter. Maybe when the semester's done he'll write it. We'll see. This is Joey signing off for now, peace-out dudes. Want story this to continue? borischen at rocketmail dot com for email. borischen dot webs dot com is my web page Note: this series ends with chapter-11. They all live happily ever after.