Date: Thu, 22 May 2008 05:29:23 -0700 (PDT) From: Devin Smith Subject: Deer in Headlights Part One (gay-highschool/incest) Disclaimer: This story is complete fiction and contains sexual situations between men and teenage boys and incest. If you are under the age of 18 or are offended by homosexual situations, please leave now. Deer in Headlights Part One. My name is Cameron Santelli. And for as long as I could remember, I have been into guys since I saw Batman and Robin when I was five and told Dad I wanted to marry Robin when I grew up. Mom, a former Miss Massachusetts, left us shortly after I was born and left dad to raise an infant and a toddler on his own. Needless to say, Dad was a little startled by his statement and my older brother Ryan has yet to let me forget those words to this day. When puberty hit me early at eleven, no man or boy was safe from my lustful stare and the jerk off fantasies racing through my hormonally charged mind. Even dad and Ryan weren't safe. A year later I discovered the secrets of glory holes in the bathroom at a park a few blocks from my house, and being the chicken shit that I am, freaked out and ran away at the first cock that came through. Of course, by the time I got the nerve that to go back and give it another try, word had gotten around about the activities going on there and city officials closed down the restroom. Being gay in a small town like mine wasn't unheard of or even remotely dangerous, but finding one who was open about it and wanted to play around was like searching for a needle in a hay stack. And finding guys who just wanted to mess around was just as hard to find. So I returned to the sanctuary of my room and jerked off to internet porn and the stars of my fantasies. Around this time, my fantasies returned to dad and Ryan, who always walked around the house in shorts or their underwear, which turned me into a walking boner constantly. Dad was a DILTF, and at thirty-nine appeared to be in his early twenties, and could easily pass for our older brother. He has jet black wavy hair, emerald green eyes, an olive complexion, chiseled movie star good looks, dimpled cheeks, full lips, a square jaw, and a cleft chin. Dad stood at a hulking six foot six and has the muscular physique to rival those Greek gods statues, moderately hairy arms and legs, a smooth well defined chest and six pack abs, a bulging crotch, and a plump muscular ass that flexes visibly beneath even the loosest of slacks. Women are constantly throwing themselves at him. Ryan could easily be dad's clone, had he inherited dad's dimpled smile and grown three inches. I on the other hand, bare the curse of having a beauty queen for a mother, taking after her side of the family and baring an eerie resemblances to her and constantly getting mistaken for a beautiful girl. At sixteen, I have a long oval face framed by curly shoulder length dark blond hair, violet eyes, a fair complexion, far too delicate features, a slightly upturned nose others consider cute, a single dimple in my right cheek, and full blood red lips. Standing at five foot six and slight of build, I have yet to receive either body hair nor can I grow facial hair to save my life, long and slender fingers, and a perky bubble butt I'm told puts Jennifer Lopez's ass to shame. But what I lack in muscles and height, Mother Nature has more than made up for in sexual development, blessing me with a thick uncut cock six inches soft and nine and a half rock hard with large low hanging balls the size of hen's eggs. Anyways, the events of what came to pass this weekend resulted in my loss of virginity(oral and anal) and my rise into becoming an insatiable cocksucker. As usual on a Friday night, Dad went to his friend Roger's house for poker night and Ryan was spending the night at his best friend Troy's house, living me home alone after my best friend Wesley ditched our usual movie night to hang with his girlfriend Stacy. Around midnight, I was halfway through the first Scream when a tapping on the living room window behind me, nearly caused me to have a coronary, if not piss myself. I glanced over my shoulder to find a swaying Wes on the other side looking disheveled and a little pissed off, and waved him over to the front door. Wes could barely walk straight and reeked of alcohol as he stumbled over to the couch. "Women are fucking cheating, cock-teasing whores." He slurred. "I take it things didn't go so well on the date." I said, turning off the movie. "What happened an why are you drinking?" "I leave the bitch for a minute to take a leak at Beth's party and I come back to find her getting skull fucked by Freddy Fucking Wright!" He exclaimed. " A fucking year of blue balls waiting for her to even give me a hand job and the bitch gives head to the fucking new guy at school!" That fucking cunt. Wes was a seventeen year old Matthew Mc Conaughey clone with a mop of curly blond hair, green eyes, and stood at six foot two and had a defined swimmer's build. She was crazy to cheat on a guy who looked like Wes, let alone for a crater face bean pole like Freddy Wright. "Fuck Wes, I'm sorry." I said, trying to be supportive. "But at least you know it was her and not you." Wes gave me this pathetic puppy dog look. "I'm starting to wonder if may it is me. None of the girls I date ever want to full around with me. Maybe I'm just fucking repulsive to chicks or something?" Here we go, its Let's stroke his gorgeous straight male ego' time. " I should fucking slap you. Don't let that cheating slag make you think you aren't drop dead gorgeous. Come Monday you'll be ass deep full of girls who's heads have been on more hotel pillows than a chocolate mint." Wes laughed so hard he fell off the couch and I helped his drunk ass off the couch. "Thanks dude, you always know how to make me feel better. I'm just sorry I skipped out on our movie night for a chance at that black hole of a pussy." Wes said after catching his breath. "Its cool, I'm sure it'll happen again with the next girl. I just hope its for a good cause." "I promise unless there's a guarantee that I'm losing my virginity I won't be skipping out on you." Wes said sincerely, then groped his pants cover groin. "I just wish I didn't get so worked up over that bitch tonight. I have a major case of blue balls." I my eyes followed his hand and remained at the obvious outline of his thick cock down his left pants leg, and unconsciously licked my lips. Now I have yet to come out to Wes but I knew he would be cool when I was ready to, but the look in his eyes when I looked back to his face was filled with confusion. "Did you just lick your lips at my junk, dude?" I could feel the blood rush to my face, and tried to reclaim what little dignity I had. "What!? No I never." I said. Yeah I know. Real lame attempt. "Dude, you were so checking out my wood." "Whatever... I'm going to finish my movie. You staying over or are you heading home?" "You're kidding, right? Cam, you know my dad would have me shipped off to military school if I came home this late reeking of alcohol." Thankful I got him off the subject. I'd rather not have to come out to Wes when he's drunk. "Okay, I'm gonna heat up some pizza. You want any?" Wes looked as if he was actually thinking it over. "Sure, and could you get me some pop to while you're at it, too." "What am I, your bitch?" "Almost, but judging from that ass of yours it could happen eventually if I don't get laid soon." Wes laughed. If only. I quickly popped some slices of pizza into the microwave went into the fridge and bent over to search for a couple of pop cans in the back. Suddenly I felt a something hands reach around my waist and my ass was pulled back against something long and rock hard. Without thinking I grinded my ass against the object and let out a moan. "Fuck Cam," Wes moaned. I shot up and spun around to face Wes, finding his cut eight inch cock hanging out of the zipper of his jeans. "What the hell, Wes!" I was both shock and a little turned on by the sight before me. Okay, I was really turned on. "What, you don't think I've seen you checking out all the guys in the locker room. The tent in your pants during my swim meets. You want my cock just as much as I want to get off." He said, stroking his cock. "Come on Cam... help me out this once." I was torn. Should I preserve our friendship and turn him down, or do I help him out and change or friendship forever and do something I've only dreamed of since that day in the park restroom. Surprise- surprise, my throbbing dick won out. I fell to my knees before Wes, my eyes on the drop of pre cum hanging form his perfect mushroom shaped cock-head. My tongue darted for that drop and my mouth was filled with the salty goodness of Wes's ball juice, and Wes let loose another moan. "Fuck... please Cam. Put it in your mouth." The width of his throbbing cock was as thick around as a can of Red Bull, and after taking a deep breath, I swallowed ever inch until my nose hit his pubes and let myself get use to it's length. "Shit!" Wes hissed. I would be lying if I said I didn't experience some discomfort, but Wes allowed me to catch my breath, running his hands through my hair until I was ready. Then the inner cocksucker came out of me. I started sucking on his cock like a rocket pop in the summer. "Holy shit Cam...that's right. Suck it. Aw fuck yeah!" I grabbed him by his own bubble butt and pushed his cock further into my mouth, using my unusually long tongue to swab his cock head while sucking on him. "Jesus! Oh fuck I'm gonna blow Cam! Pull off if you don't... aw fuck! Here is comes!" Suddenly his cock throbbed in my mouth as his cock shot off like a cannon in my mouth, sending twelve continuous streams of his ball juices down my throat and I nearly chocked. I kept milking his balls until Wes pulled away, his slick cock still hard as he leaned against the center island counter. "Shit, if I knew you were into that I would have asked you sooner." "If you asked me sooner I probably would have shit my pants then went down on you." I said, causing us both to bust out laughing. "Do you think you'd be cool doing this for me on a regular basis," Wes suggested. "I mean until I find a girl friend willing to do it for me." Yeah just what I always wanted to hear. Let just play around until I find someone more suitable.' I guess the disappointment showed on my face because, he quickly added. "I mean if you're cool with it and all. I'm don't want you to be at my every beck and call or anything. Just when things get to be too much." Yeah, like that's any better. "Um... sure. I guess." I replied. Wes smiled grew and moved closer to me. "You want to go another round? My dick is still aching for more and it really won't go down until I get off three times." I was about to answer when I heard the front door open. "Cam you home." Dad called out. "Coming," I called out and turned to Wes. "We'll talk about it later. Why don't you re-heat the pizza and bring out some pop while you're at it." I went out to find dad carrying his best friend Roger Weiss to the couch and dropped him gently. "What's going on, dad?" I asked, putting a pillow behind Roger's head. "Roger drunk a little too much and got into it with his wife. She kicked him out, so he'll be staying with us for a couple of days." Dad replied. "Hey Mr. S, how was the game?" Wes asked, coming up behind me. "Wesley, I thought you were going out..." Dad began. I shook my head and gave dad a don't go there look.' "I thought you weren't coming by tonight." He said, catching my look. "Yeah, my plans kinda fell through and Cam here took me back. But that's our Cameo, right?" Wes said. "Mike, what's with all the noise?" Roger slurred, sitting up. "Rog, you okay enough to head for the guest room?" Dad asked. "Wha..." Roger began then covered his mouth and darted for the downstairs bathroom. "I take that as a no." Dad said then turned to me. "You guys think you can check on him for me tonight? I have an early shift at work tomorrow and I need to get some rest." "No prob, dad. Go on ahead, I'll take care of him for you." "Thanks kiddo, you're the best." Dad said, for the stairs. "I'll check on him before I go to work." We watched dad climb the stair and Wes came up behind me. "I guess we won't be able to finish what we started, huh?" I whispered over my shoulder. Wes pressed his still hard bulge against my ass. "For now, but Roger has to go to sleep sometime. And when he does, we will continue." I grinded my ass against his crotch, enjoying the sound of his moan. "You bet." Suddenly Roger came stumbling back into the living room and fell into dad's lounge chair and propped it back. "Where'd your dad go?" He asked. "To bed, he has to be at work early tomorrow. Did you need anything, Rog?" I asked. "Besides the usual fuck from my wife, no." Roger slurred, laying his head back. "Don't mind me, boys. Finish your movie night, I'll just take a nap here." Wes gave me a wink and set our plates of pizza and pop on the coffee table and patted the spot next to him. We resumed the movie, turning down the volume so Roger could sleep. "Why don't you lay your head in my lap?" Wes whispered. "But..." I began. "Go ahead, it not like I asked you to go down on me in front of him Cam." I glance over in Roger's direction, finding his eyes closed and lay my head right on top of his cock bulge gently. A soft moan escaped Wes's lips. After a while in that position, I decided to get a little frisky and began to rub his hard cock with my head, causing Wes to shift and buck against my head. "You are a tease." He hissed. "Yep..." Was all I said. "If you don't stop I'm gonna jizz in my pants." He hissed. I don't know if it was the possibility of getting caught by Roger or just plain horniness, but I reached back and unzipped Wes's jeans and pulled out his cock. "We can't waste that." Glanced over at Roger who looked like he was out cold, then took the head of Wes's cock into my mouth, causing him to convulse and buck his hips. "Fucker... I'm gonna bust soon." I swallowed the rest of his cock down my throat and it began to expand and throb in my mouth, letting loose another torrent of his load as Wes bit his lip trying not to wake up Roger. After I sucked the remains of his cum from his cock, I tucked it back into his jeans and turned backed to the movie on the screen. "You are awesome Cam." Wes whispered in my ear. "I can't believe you just did that." "Me either." Roger said. Shit! ...... T.B.C. Author's Note: That's it for right now, but I will continue this story for as long as I can. Let me know what you think. All comments and suggestions welcomed. Contact me at sweet_boi20@yahoo.com.