Date: Sun, 18 Mar 2012 11:27:50 -0700 (PDT) From: Boris Chen Subject: Ryan and Joey, Part-7. High School section, Gay archive Notice: 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-7 Saturday Morning 8am Finally the last weekend of the school year. Next week is only three days, we mostly close out stuff, no homework really. Finals ended Friday. I'm laying in bed with my right hand in my pants just glad to have survived another school year, one small step for Ryan, one giant leap closer to graduation! Yeah Baby! I'll get my final grades on Tuesday next week but I'm not worried really. I think my dad will be happy to sign my report card, see if he actually smiles this time. This time last year I got an attaboy and was allowed to stay-on as the resident `boy' for another year. Don't get me wrong, I don't want hugs and crap from my parents but it would be nice to see a little more improvement in my life for all my work and focus. Like perhaps a stereo in my room? Used would be okay? I would even pay for it myself. Mom is supposed to talk to the manager at the Taco Bell over on Dyer by where she works about a summer position for me, like the last two summers. I'll probably hear about that between now and Tuesday too. Joey will increase his hours too starting in about a week from now. I don't know what Anna plans on doing this summer. She needs to save money for college, from what I heard her talking with her mom. I'm goin' to go look at guitars with mom at the pawn shop down on Dyer near Fred Wilson tomorrow, I heard they have a lot of really cheap used electric guitars. I'm going to get one for Joey for his birthday in two weeks, he'll turn 18. I might give it to him early. By 9am I was in the kitchen in my shorts. The family was hanging out at the table eating and readin' the paper. My dad never spoke to me. Not sure if he even noticed I was in the room. Nobody mentioned work this morning so I may call Joey, see what he's up to. Around 2pm I rode my bike to Joey's place. He was cooking burgers on their backyard grill near the pool when I got there, so he made one for me too. They make the best burgers, really thick with tomato, onion, pickle, lettuce, ketchup, mayo and mustard. His mom baked fries in the oven portion of their outdoor grill. After eating we got in our trunks and goofed around in their pool and laid out in the sun for a while. By 3pm his mom left for the grocery store. Joey came over to my side, sat down and started to rub suntan lotion on my back. I gotta admit I was really getting into his massage on my back. I could have laid there for hours with him rubbing my back it felt so nice in the warm sunshine. It was starting to get a little hot outside in the June El Paso sunshine. I didn't say a thing when Joey slid my swim suit down to the bottom of my butt cheeks. Nobody ever massaged my back and included my butt cheeks before, but it felt nice. He was starting to rub his fingers deep inside my crack, which was a little weird but tolerable. One time it felt like he was spreading my cheeks and using his fingertips to rub lotion on my butthole, which was kind of embarrassing, I had no idea if I had a spot of poop there or not. I mean I always wipe myself really clean but you never know for sure after any fart. Well that never stopped him. He just kept on rubbing my asshole with his fingers, which I gotta say started to make my dick hard and feel kinda good. While he was down there working I decided to ruin his `butt party' by rolling over onto my back, so he starts rubbing sun tan lotion all over my chest and stomach then down to my dick and starts rubbing me while we're laying out in his back yard by the pool. Granted, the neighbors can't see us unless they stood on their roofs or climbed the rock wall and looked over but it was the thought of being barely hidden that gave me the creeps a little. Well he never stopped and made me cum right there on their patio onto my stomach, so what does the Joey do? He picks me up like a new bride, carries me ten feet and tosses me into the pool! Cum puddle and all. That was gross, now there's cum in their freakin' pool! About 25 minutes later his mom came home. I never got the chance to make him squirt but I did grab his dick several times in the pool. You know that guy is constantly hard it seems. I wonder what his mother thinks of him and us? I would have stayed for dinner but my parents wanted me home, we were going out for Italian in town somewhere. I sat by mom on the sofa to watch SNL when we got home that evening. Later on I called Anna, but her mom said she went to bed early with a headache - code phrase for she's started her period. Sunday Morning: Sunday we went to the pawn shop, I found a decent looking guitar for $15. I'm probably going to end up on his mom's shit list for this one, but I really think he could learn to play and be decent at it. It's not like they can't afford a guitar, his mom is a lawyer or something like that. Or maybe she went to law school but never worked as a defense lawyer or something like that, anyway they're not poor. Anna's folks are kinda poor. We're middle class I think. I couldn't stand the suspense so on Sunday evening I called Joey, asked him to ride over. J: `Hey man, like how's the brain vacation goin'?" He walked into my room with a huge smile, black jeans, black t-shirt, hair stuffed up under his hat. He tries to hide it from my dad because it pisses him off. R: "You'll be happy to know I haven't had one intelligent thought since 3:07pm Friday!" We both laughed out loud as he pushed my bedroom door shut, walked into the room and sat on the foot of my bed, sort of the opposite arrangement like we do at his place. Then he saw it and got really quiet. He stared at the Fender guitar leaning against the wall in my bedroom. J: "You asshole! Where'd you get that from?" R: "Sun City Pawn down by the army hospital." J: "Holy shit, can I check it out?" R: "Sure, goat head." Joey got up grabbed the guitar, sat back on the side of my bed strumming the strings to see if they were tuned, he adjusted each one by ear smiling as he checked it out. "I had no idea you were into guitar." R: "I'm not, it's not mine." J: "Why's it here?" R: "I haven't had the chance to give it to you yet." Joey came to a sudden stop replaying what I just said in his mind, then he turned his head looking at me, "Huh?" R: "I said I haven't had the chance to give it to you, your birthday isn't for a couple more weeks." J: "Very funny, really, whose is it?" I got off the bed, walked over to Joey who was sitting on the edge of my bed with his feet on the floor looking me in the eye. I put my hand on his shoulder. R: "Happy early eighteenth birthday my friend. This is your birthday present from me and my folks." Joey swallowed deeply and started to look all emotional. I sat back down in my spot. R: "See if you can pick a tune?" Joey looked down at the strings and sniffled a few times, strummed the strings, played a few chords and laid his palm on the strings right over the pick-up. Turned his head to me, nodded a few times, smiled and looked back down at the guitar. I saw his eyes were watery. He laid his back on my bed speechless hugging the guitar on his stomach. I stretched out my legs into his side and sort of rubbed his arm and hip with the bottoms of my feet. He laid there staring at the ceiling trying not to cry I thought. When you walk into my room the first thing you see is the bed and the far wall with the window that looks out to the back yard, my room looks to the east. You have to step in a few feet and turn your head to the side to see the closet door. Joey got up off the bed, set the guitar where he had been laying. He walked to my closet door and motioned for me to come over. I slowly walked close to him thinking he wanted to whisper something to me but he reached out grabbed my arm pulled me into him, wrapped his arms around me and pushed his face into mine, our lips aligned, our mouths opened, our tongues met and frantically wrestled in the spaces of both our mouths and for the first time we kissed like lovers. We stood there lip locked for what felt like ten minutes. One time I squinted my eyes open and saw his eye lids closed and his sexy long eye lashes any lady would be proud to own. The passion in our kiss was tremendous! I never felt anything like that before in my entire life. Time halted and the rest of the world disappeared when I shut my eyes. All that existed was our two joined mouths and the places we both grabbed on each other. We finally pulled apart still holding each other, then just hugged. I got dizzy. We never spoke. Around 10pm Mom let me use her car to drive Joey, the guitar, and his bike home. When we got there his mom wasn't home. There was a note on the fridge that she was out for a work dinner and should be home before midnight, he was to go to bed on time. We went into his room, but my mom was expecting me home right away with her car. Joey set the guitar on his dresser top turned to me, shoved me backwards, ripped down the front of my shorts and shoved my limp dick into his mouth and sucked my off, made me cum in about three minutes, swallowed the whole thing, then pushed me to the front door while I fastened my pants, then outside to my moms car and made me drive home. I prayed for a loss of the boner before I got home. Just the thought of being seen returning from his house with a boner to the waiting eyes of my parents was usually enough to make it go away within a few blocks of home. Monday Morning: Monday morning, a surprise was waiting for me in the front yard, it was Joey on his bike riding circles in the driveway, waiting to accompany me to school. We never stopped to get Anna. I went right into homeroom. Joey and I are not in the same advisory class, which is probably a good thing. We got our grades in Calculus and Lit today. I got a 3.9 in each, Anna had her 4.0 but she seemed quiet-distant. In gym period we ran laps on the track since it was kind of cool that morning, only 81 by 10am. It was really the last class for me for the day, same with Joey. So we went to his place like our Monday norm. I didn't really speak to Anna much at school, she was not in the talking mood and Joey was... At Joey's he was all about playing the stereo and strumming chords he was learning trying to get faster and more accurate with his finger work. He was pretty much absorbed in that while I sat on his bed watching. I think I dozed off with my head against the wall. I woke up suddenly after the music stopped and Joey was beside me trying to un-do my jeans. In a few seconds he had all my clothes off, laying in the middle of his bed on my stomach. He was kneeling over my legs rubbing my back sort of like he was doing by the pool last weekend. He never said anything really. This time he did something really weird, he went right for my butt cheeks with his hands and never massaged above the middle of my back. He was spreading my cheeks checking out my hole like last time, but this time I think he stuffed his face into my butt and his nose into my crack and licked my ass a few times, which sent something like jolts down my back from butt to my brain. Then he pulled apart my legs and was trying to lick the space behind my balls and between my legs. It tickled and felt really warm like I had just shit myself or something. Then without a word he climbed off the bed leaving my legs spread wide, nude, on my stomach. He left the room. I heard the bathroom cabinet open and close then some rustling in the hallway. I turned my head to see him walk back in, nude, with a boner and something in his hands. Joey came back by the bed, messing around with a jar of something that he left on the dresser. He climbed back into bed with me, this time laying by my legs. He went right back to my butt spreading my cheeks. I could feel him rub something cold and gooey between my cheeks, then he pressed his finger hard against my butt hole. " Just lay still, this is gonna feel funny at first, but I promise I won't hurt you, okay?" R: "I guess so." And with that he slowly pushed his finger, I think it was his finger, deep inside my hole and left it there. "How does that feel?" R: "Okay I guess, I don't know if this is supposed to feel good or something because it only feels weird, like I'm gonna shit on your bed." J: "No, as long as it doesn't hurt, that's the important part, lemme try something." And with that he started to slide his finger in and out. It felt like shit was leaking out of my ass at first. I warned him I might shit on his bed. "No, it just feels like that at first, I promise you won't shit on my bed. I read that normally there is like never any shit just inside you butt, it sits up higher until you feel like you gotta crap." I thought about it for a bit, it did sort of feel nice, but it certainly wasn't something I'd done before. "Okay, I'm gonna try another finger." And with that I felt this pressure on my ass like I was trying to un-shit a rock hard turd or something. It hurt a bit for about a half a minute then I think he had two fingers inside me and started sliding them in and out and twisting them around and spreading them apart. After a while it started to feel nice a little. I couldn't see exactly what he was doing so I laid there mostly with my eyes closed and trusted him not to hurt me or make me shit myself. It was like there was a fullness, warmth, and presence in a place inside me I never knew I had. Without saying anything he pulled his fingers out, leaned over and started to kiss the middle of my back as he rolled his weight on top of me. I weigh more than he does but he still packs quite a load. I felt his long hair on the back of my neck. Then Joey started sliding the head of his dick down my crack, up and down, up and down. He stopped once with it right at my hole and started pushing slowly but firmly. It hurt but I kept it to myself. Then he slid his boner up and down some more and went back to pushing at me. Slowly he got himself inside me while he laid on my back. There was this soft but firm pressure inside me. It hadn't really clicked in my head but I think he was actually fucking me without asking first. I was somewhere between mad and stunned. It was a rather nice feeling having something inside me slowly moving in and out. And the thought of being this close to my best friend had an appeal I couldn't ignore. So I just laid there with my eyes closed and let him do it. There really wasn't any pain any more. Considering all the cum of mine he had willingly swallowed I figured this was gonna happen sooner or later and I pretty much earned it. Joey slid his hands up to my shoulders and started to squeeze me as he humped my back a little faster now. He was planting dozens of tiny kisses all over my neck and shoulders. Finally with one big shove he started to cum deep inside me. I never felt it but I did feel his dick twitching, then he went limp. A few minutes later he climbed off me, slowly pulling out his dick. He left the room but came back in a few seconds with a roll of paper towels to clean up the mess that must have been between my butt cheeks. We never spoke. After it was all over he laid next to me with his arm across my back, leaned in to kiss me a few times very nicely. It was a very tender moment. We never spoke really. I rolled over onto my back still nude, dick limp laying on my stomach. He turned to his side laying beside me. Joey reached over with his hand to play with my nipples and explore my face with his finger tips too. He leaned over and sucked on my left tit for a while. I laid there with my eyes closed and enjoyed the attention from this six foot tall best friend of mine. It was very intimate and sweet. I thought about crying but never did. We really just laid there in silence. My stomach started to growl so I told him I needed to get home for dinner soon. Joey got up, got dressed and helped me get dressed too. When he pulled my underwear up to my waist he stopped for a moment to suck on my dick, then finished helping me get my jeans back on and walked me to Dyer where we parted with a pat on the shoulder each. I jogged the rest of the way home hoping I wouldn't shit my pants because my ass still felt funny like it was stretched out or hanging open or something. It felt cool and slimy back there. I guess I was lucky that Joey's dick is long but not very fat. I tried Anna's number several times that night but it was busy all evening. I went to bed around 9pm and jerked off under the sheets into one of my socks. Around 9:30 I had to do it again, my boner just would not stop talking to me. That time I was rougher and it left me alone. Tuesday Morning: Joey was sitting in my driveway without his bike Tuesday morning. We walked to school and once again bypassed Anna's. We only had one class together Tuesday, world history. She smiled but didn't talk much. There was only one more day of school so we watched a film in class and spent the last fifteen minutes playing a history flash card game. I had gym with Joey next period, then lunch, then I walked home alone. Dad was home, we went to the car wash then home to wax his Chevy in the driveway. I wore my gym shorts after buttering myself up with sun block. At 5pm we all went out for dinner at Der Wienerschnitzel down on Dyer under the orange roof. Mom confirmed my job then we chatted about summer hours and curfew rules. I tried Anna's number again twice, still busy. I assumed Joey was in his room strumming chords on his guitar. I fell asleep on the sofa watching the tonight show. I got up around 2am to pee and went to my room. Once again Joey was in my driveway at 6:55am for the short walk to school. We were released at lunch time and went to my place. Nobody was home. So we took a hike into the desert, I figured the real reason we were headed there had something to do with his dick. We stopped a short distance into the desert when we saw a steer and two cows not too far away. I knew you don't want to look like a threat to them or he'll charge, so we slowly retreated in another direction. The sun was hot today. I stopped to get a drink from my canteen, then offered it to Joey. He took a big swig and handed it back to me. While I was reaching behind myself to hook it onto my belt he grabbed my crotch kind of hard in front. Finally I got my canteen hooked onto a belt loop on my jeans while he stared in my eyes and rubbed my dick through my jeans. He dropped to his knees, undid my pants, pulled out my dick and shoved me into his mouth. He slid his mouth back and forth onto my really rock hard boner working me with a lot of enthusiasm. I got hot quickly and within a few minutes was starting to feel the building pressure of a coming rocket launch. But I tried something I had never done before. Joey was on his knees in front of my legs sucking my dick and when I felt the pumps start to run I took a step back ripping my boner from his mouth and hands turned to the side, put my hands on my hips, pushed my waist forward and blasted about four ropes of cum into the air, down onto the sand while we both watched. He stood there on his knees looking all puzzled as the last drops of cum dripped off the end of my dick. "Why'd you do that?" R: "Just wanted to see how much I shot is all. You can have the next one." I stood there stroking my dick trying to get the final drops out onto the ground before I got my pants back in place. Joey came to my side put his hand under my t-shirt to play with my tits while I got dressed. "You need it too?" J: "Naw, I did it in the bathroom urinal during third period." We both laughed. We walked back to my house talking about our work hours and chances to get together this summer. Turns out we both had Fridays and Sundays off all summer. He said he saw Anna and talked to her during first period. Joey said she told him she may be going to Dallas for the summer because her parents were fighting a lot at home. Her mom's sister lives in Dallas and would take her for the summer. He said she looked really depressed. I gave my report card to my parents, all A's. My dad signed it with a smile and gave me the speech about grades, GPA, UTEP, blah blah blah, then went back to reading his holy El Paso Times newspaper. Mom congratulated me and hugged me. She asked about Joey and the guitar. That evening I walked down to Anna's we spoke at the front door for a while, she said she couldn't have any company that she'd call me tomorrow morning. I had to fight the temptation to look at her chest. I got home and started reading the book my mom gave me written for teens about the perils of college dorm life, drugs, debt, etc. It was slightly scary thinking about being totally on my own even though at UTEP our house is only across the other side of the Franklin Mountains, it's still far enough away to get into plenty of trouble. I fell asleep again wearing only my gym shorts on the living room sofa. Tomorrow I was a free man for the summer. Wednesday Morning. I slept-in until 10am, got up, got dressed, walked to school, handed in my signed report card, emptied my lockers and walked back home. Junior year at Parkland High School was officially over! Want story this to continue? Write me, let me know if you do. borischen at rocketmail dot com for email. borischen dot webs dot com is my web page This series ends with a happy ending with chapter 11.