Date: Sat, 16 Jan 2010 08:25:25 +0800 From: Larry Flint Subject: The Drake Brothers - Part 2 Hi all, After 3 re-writes and 4 proof-reads I would hope that this fucker is ready for posting. I always hate to give up a story to posting because once that is done I can no longer make changes. :( I had all three chapters of this one finished before I posted the first one, but I always gotta fuck with them a bit before posting. I hope you enjoy this one! Cheers! 'gasm phangasm@operamail.com *** ***Drake's Family Resturant*** Sean, carrying his duffle bag that contained his work clothes over his shoulder, arrived on his bike at Drake's Family Resturant at a few minutes before noon. As promised, Adam had a Drake Burger and fries waiting for him. The Drake Burger was a product of one of the rare times Sean and Adam did something together. They had invented it on a slow night at the resturant. They would not tell Martin what the ingredients were, insisting that he try their creation. Their father had intended on only taking one bite, but ended up eating the whole thing. He had immediately added it to the menu and it currently out-sold all other burgers. "Mmmm...good, bro," Sean grunted between bites. "Almost as good as I make it." The boy grinned. "Yeah, in your dreams anyway." Adam said, returning his brother's grin. After he finished the burger, Sean leaned over and whispered. "I'd like to take you into the locker room with me right now....I'm hungry for desert." Adam grinned. "You staying at Sam's tonight?" "Oh, yeah...tonight's the night." "You gonna go for it?" "Yup...got it all planned out in my head." "I hope it all works out....on the chance that it does, you will tell me every detail, right?" Sean grinned. "Maybe." he said with mock stubborness. "I will get it out of you...I have ways of making you talk." Adam said, grinning. Sean laughed. "Yeah, I know." Then Adam said, "You have to help close tonight....how are you gonna camp out?" "Sam said he'd set up the tent and wait for me....besides, I'm the favorite son, you know I can sweet talk my way into getting out of here an hour early.....it's mainly 'cause I'm cute as hell." Sean's grin was a mile wide. "No doubt about that, you little weiner." "Little, but tasty." Sean retorted. "You definately got me there." Adam replied. "You should get ready for work." "'spose so. What're you doin' this afternoon?" "Not sure." The he lowered his voice to a whisper, "I thougt maybe I would get naked and jack off to these hot videos I found." Sean grinned. "They feature this hot little thing getting naked in his room....I sure would like a piece of that....oh wait....I think I've already had some." Sean giggled, then he stood, glancing down at his crotch area. He made no effort to hide the wood he was sporting in his jeans. Adam looked down, then grinned up at his brother. "Gotta go to work." Sean said. Grabbing his duffle bag, he turned from the table. "Seeya squirt." "Yup...thanks for makin' lunch." "You know it, dude." Sean went to the employee restroom/locker room. Many of the bus boys and waiters worked out of town. The huge corner building was formerly a gym - Martin decided to keep a portion of the men's and women's locker rooms intact when he redesigned the building. Sean stood at the urinal and unzipped, managing to get his stiff rod pointed down. The door opened behind him. He did not look, but he heard the lock on the door click. He finished pissing, not bothering to zip up. He felt his brother's hot breath on his neck, then strong, warm hands moved up under his shirt as moist lips made contact with his neck. "Ahhhhhhhhhhh." Sean sighed as his brother's hands glided across his chest. "Jesus...I want you so fuckin' bad, squirt....I wanna fuck you right now." Adam breathed kissing the boy's soft neck. His hands moved down to the stiff little cock. Sean moaned aloud. "I'm gonna have to go home and jack off." Adam whispered, kissing his brother's neck. "I think it wouldn't take me long to give you some relief." Sean said. He turned and faced his handsome brother, then instantly fell to his knees. "Jesus...yeah." Adam whispered as the younger boy fumbled with his button and zipper. Seconds later Sean's warm mouth enveloped his stiff teenage cock, sucking him up and down rapidly, noisily. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Adam sighed, tangling his finger's in his little brother's soft brown hair as Sean's head bobbed up and down, increasing pressure and suction as he worked faster and faster. Wet, sloppy sucking sounds echoed off the walls as the horny young boy pulled out all the stops, sucking faster still, loving the taste of the older boy's sweat, loving the fact that he was about to swallow his own brother's thick seed. This fact turned the boy on even more, he stepped it up another notch, sucking up and down madly. He pressed harder with his lips, the sucking sounds increased in volume...Sean did not care. He felt Adam's young cock swell even more as the teenager's whimpers increased. "Ahhhhhh, Christ Sean....gettin' close.....ahhhh Jesus, that's so fuckin' good....suck it....ahhhhhhhhhh yeah....yeahhh, suck it, buddy." Less than a minute later Adam's body began to quake. "UUUUUGGGHH!!! UUUUHHHHH!!" He cried as quietly as he could. He placed his hands on the back of his little brother's head as his teenage cock swelled, then erupted into the hungry, sucking young mouth. "Mmmmmmmm....mmmmmm.......mmmmmmmmmmm" Sean moaned as his reward for a job well done shot into his mouth. He swallowed hungrily, only to have his mouth filled again. Adam stood with his knees bent slightly, eyes closed, his arms hanging limply at his side as he sucked air, his little brother milking his softening cock for every drop of cum he could get. "Ohhh yeahhhh, squirt....that was so hot." he sighed. Sean grinned up at his brother, his hand still gently stroking his teenage meat. "I gotta get changed....gotta get to work." "We'll talk tomorrow then?" "You know it." With that, Adam zipped up. Tipping his brother a wink, he left the rest room. Sean locked the door behind him. He placed his duffle bag on the bench and began digging through it. With the taste of his brother's jizz in his mouth, Sean hummed a tune as he pulled his shirt over his head. He untied the laces on his shoes, then removed them quickly. He knew his father would be pissed if he didn't get lunch tables bussed. It was a slow day, but his father was not much for excuses. He quickly dropped his pants. He was wearing the new briefs Adam had given him...now that he was used to them he actually liked them, plus he knew that Adam loved to see him in them as well. He placed his hand on the front, gently rubbing his still-hard cock through the soft fabric. Hooking his thumbs into the elastic, he dropped his undies about halfway to his knees and took the hardness in his fist, gently stroking himself from tip to base. "Ahhhhhhhhhh." He sighed, wanting nothing more than to releave himself right here and now. Instead, he pulled his underwear up and grabbed the slacks that he would work in. He dressed quickly, not wanting to get yelled at or worse, get docked an hour's pay. He pulled the bus boy shirt out of his bag and put it on, buttoning it quickly and tucking it into his slacks. His father would have no sloppy-looking employees at Drake's. He glanced at himself in the mirror. "Man, what a sexy fuckin' bus boy you are, dude." He said to his reflection, giggling at his silliness. He quickly tied his shoes and walked out into the resturant, not realizing that he and his brother had just put on a show of sorts. Neither brother had not even bothered to check the stall in the restroom. The stall door opened and the other bus boy on this shift, 19 year old Franco Garcia, peered out. He stood where he was for a few seconds, his pants hanging at his knees, stroking his fat, uncircumsized penis. He knew that Martin Drake would be yelling for him soon as well. He pulled up his slacks and underwear, trying unsuccessfully to make his 8-inch, rock-hard cock unnoticable. He knew it would eventually go down. Sean walked into the kitchen. "Hey! A bus boy! How about that!" Martin exclaimed as he spotted his youngest son. "Where's Franco? I believe I have two bus boys on this shift!" "Haven't seen 'em." Sean said, glancing out at the dining area. Just then, he spotted Franco. His breath caught in his throat. Franco was coming out of the locker room that Sean himself had exited less than a minute ago. Sean almost felt himself go pale. Franco didn't even glance his way and immediately began busing tables. "He's...he's out there busing tables." Sean stammered. "Which is where you should be, buddy." Martin said. "Yeah....sure." "You ok, kiddo? You look like you saw a ghost....you're not coming down with something...." "....Nah...I'm fine, coulda used a bit more sleep last night I guess." "Ok, get on out there, buddy....maybe if the crowd is light tonight I might let you go early." Sean grinned - he could hear his older brother whining already. He walked out into the dining area, still wondering if Franco had been in the bathroom while he was playing with himself....then realized that if he had seen that much, then he had almost certainly witnessed Sean on his knees, sucking like a starving boy on his older brother's fat bone. He grabbed his cart and went to the nearest empty table and began picking up plates and eating utensils. Franco was across the room, his back to Sean. Sean glanced up, watching the young hispanic man work. Franco had been working at Drake's a bit better than a year now. Sean had often wondered what the dude would look like naked, or how big his dick is. Franco dropped a fork. He bent to pick it up, his shirt coming untucked in the back in the process. Sean could see the band of his white underwear. He guessed that they were either briefs or boxer-briefs. He also saw a glimpse of smooth brown skin. This simple thing alone made his cock stir, swelling in the confines of his tight undies. Sean was glad he was wearing the briefs as they would hide his hard on better than boxers. Franco stood and caught Sean staring. The boy dropped his head, but not before he caught Franco grinning and tipping him a wink. A bit later Sean looked over again and caught the young man staring at him. Franco grinned, then licked his lips and leared at the boy. Sean grinned back, now quite sure that Franco was indeed in the bathroom while he had serviced Adam. He also had a feeling that Franco did not mind watching. The two continued to work, getting less and less busy as the lunch crowd finally began to thin out. After the rush, Sean did not see Franco for the rest of the afternoon. Sean remained on the dining floor, bussing tables and taking the occasional order. Franco was in the back of the resturant running the large commercial dishwasher. When the dinner crowd began to arrive at around 5:30, Franco rejoined the boy on the floor. He came out of the batwing doors, beads of sweat on his brow. He grinned at Sean, tipping him a wink. Sean returned his most winning smile. Franco looked down, grinning. Sean followed his eyes to the huge bulge in the young man's slacks. Sean quickly glanced around the resturant to see if anyone else was looking. Fortunately no one was paying attention. Grinning, Franco hid his boner behind his cart and began to push it to his first job. The dinner crowd was huge, so Sean didn't have any time to exchange glances with the young hispanic man. The crowd did clear out early, and this time it was Sean on dish detail. He was thinking about Franco when he arrived, his cart heaped with dishes. He parked it by Sean and moved to get a new cart, then hesitated, glancing around. He moved over by the boy, placing his hand on Sean's ass. "I think I should give young Sean Drake a ride home tonight." He whispered. This came out: "I Theenk I shou gif young Sean-Drake a rye home tonight." Sean was speechless, the young man was smiling at him while he gently squeezed his ass. All he could do was nod his head yes. "Cool, I wait out back, Si?" Once again, the head bobbed. Franco disappeared with his fresh cart. Sean's heart was beating like a rabbit. His little prick was rock hard in his pants. He reached down and gently rubbed it, knowing he could easily make himself cum in his pants. He pulled his hand away from his dick and concentrated at the job at hand, rinsing the plates and loading them into the machine faster than he had ever done before. 7:00 rolled around and this time it was his father coming to visit. "Jesus, kiddo...you're really movin' tonight!" Martin exclaimed, "You must be lookin' to get out of jail early, huh?" "I'm holdin' up ok." Sean said, grinning up at his dad. "I will stay as late as you want me to." He said smiling, knowing how to push the right buttons with his dad. This was one thing he had over his brother - Adam just didn't get it. It wasn't that Sean was the favorite like Adam thought, you just needed to know the right things to say, and then follow through, even if things didn't go the right way, and Martin had tested his youngest son on his word several times. This time though, things worked out. "Cool. Once you get this load done you can call it a night." "Cool!" then a sly grin, "Adam will be pissed." "Well actually I went in his room and told him he could get up at 6:00 and meet me here at 7:00- he reset his alarm and was asleep again before I left his room.....so the lazy bum got an extra hour." Martin chuckled. Sean grinned, momentarily re-living the hard ass-pounding he had taken last night. Martin turned to leave, ruffling his son's hair. "Finish up and get out of here, boy!" "Yes sir!" Sean quickly finished up, then hurried to the locker room to change. He almost expected Franco to walk in on him when he was in his underwear, but it did not happen. The young man was still busing a table. Fuck. Well at least the place is empty, Sean thought. Then Franco motioned him over. "You wait for me in de back, Si?" He whispered. "Si...I mean, yeah." Sean said nervously. Franco giggled. He had never heard the guy laugh before. It was infectious and he joined in for a second. Placing the strap of his duffle bag over his shoulder, Sean headed out the door. ***Franco*** Sean went out the front door, throwing the duffle bag strap over his shoulder and mounting his bike. He slowly rode around to the back parking lot...he was in no hurry, knowing it would be a while yet before Franco would get free. There would probably be a few dishes to do yet and he may even have to mop the floor. Sean parked his bike and sat on the pavement, leaning his back against the building. Franco appeared only a few minutes later. "Cool...I thought you would be a while yet." "Your dad said he would mop up tonight....I usually offer to do for him, but not tonight." Franco said, his smile a mile wide. "Cool." Was all Sean could think to say. "You have your bike?" "Yeah, I hope that is ok...we can put it in your pickup?" "Sure, no problem." (Chure, no pro-lem) Sean loved listening to the young man's voice, particularly his accent. In the year that Franco had worked at Drake's, Sean had probably not spoken 5 complete sentences to the dude. He picked up his bag and wheeled his bike, walking along beside Franco. They approached his truck. "My truck is not very nice, but it runs ok." "Hey, it's better transportation than what I have." Sean said, nodding his head at his bike. Franco giggled. For the moment all thoughts of Sam had vanished from Sean's mind. He could listen to this guy talk and laugh all night. When they reached the truck Franco effortlessly lifted the bike into the back. Sean stared, watching the muscles in his arms and back flex, more defined in the muscle t-shirt he now wore. "Get in keedo." Sean opened the door and plopped himself on the seat, more nervous than ever now. Where would they go? Or would he just take him straight home? He didn't think so after their little meeting at the dishwasher, but who knew? "I think we should go for a little ride before I take you home, k?" "Yeah." Sean said, knowing that he was practically drooling. Franco turned the key and started the engine, then put the truck into gear and drove out of the parking lot. They rode in silence with Franco watching the road ahead and Sean watching the scenery go by. 10 minutes later they were leaving the city. Sean wondered if he may have made a mistake. After all, how well did any of them know the 19 year old hispanic man? Also, he had told no one that he was going with him. He felt panic start to set in as Franco drove further away from town. "I know a nice little place we can go....to be by ourselves for a few minute." Franco said. Sean turned to look at him, he was smiling...not the smile of a serial killer, but a beautuful, warm smile. Sean returned it instantly. Franco slowed, looking ahead and behind, then turned on a small dirt road that Sean had never noticed before. Sean turned to look out the window, then he felt the young man's hand on his thigh, gently rubbing. Sean turned. Franco was smiling warmly again, watching the dirt path ahead. They drove into a small grove of trees. "You are very handsome little man." Franco said softly, his hand gently rubbing up and down his leg. Sean was rock-hard in an instant. "Th---thanks." he said, swallowing hard. They pulled further into the trees, then the path ended at a small creek. The remnants of a fire lay to the right, several empty beer cans lay here and there. Sean knew this must be a favorite party spot where the youth of their fair city came to drink and fuck. Franco turned the key and set the brake. After a few seconds of uncomfortable silence: "I theenk you know I saw you and your broth-er this afternoon?" "Yeah....I...I figured you musta saw...." Sean said, he was trembling now...scared, excited. "I figured that maybe you could do that to me, Si?" Franco's hand moved up, onto his package. "I can tell you are excited." Sean turned to look at Franco, who was smiling that warm smile again. Sean felt as though he would melt into a puddle where he sat. "Yeah....yeah." He breathed, looking at the bulge in the hispanic man's jeans and licking his lips. Franco moved his hands to his beltline, quickly working the button and pulling the fly. He hooked his thumbs into his pants and underwear and pulled them down to his knees. "Jesus." Sean whispered, totally awe-struck. The fat teenage cock was at least 8 inches, Sean figured. He had heard about uncircumsized dicks but had never seen one. The tip of the head was barely visable. Sean moved forward immediately, getting on his hands and knees on the seat. "You like?" "Yeaahh." Sean sighed, taking the big cock in his right fist, working it up and down, watching as the foreskin pealed back from, and then covered up the bulbus cock head again and again. Franco's hand was on the back of his head, gently applying pressure. "Suck it, sexy boy....suck...suck." he whispered. Sean opened wide, pushing the foreskin downward and sucking the huge head into his mouth, rolling his tongue across it silky, musky-tasting surface, then working deeper, sucking and swallowing the wonderful flavor. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh......Si......Siiiiiiiiiii." Franco sighed as Sean began to bob his head, his lips wrapped tightly around the delicious piece of meat. "Mmmmmmmmmmmm......mmmmmmmmmmm." The boy moaned. Saliva poured into the boy's mouth as he sucked, it leaked from around his lips and ran between the young man's legs. "Ohhhhh yeaaahhhhhhh....you like that cock, amigo?" "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm." Sean replied, sucking up and down. He felt the dude's hand on his back, moving down, slipping into the back of his pants and onto his ass. "Sexy butt." Franco whispered. Sean raised his free hand to his beltline, working the button and fly quickly. Franco moved his hand deeper into the boy's jeans, pushing back, pushing his pants and underwear down. He moved his hand into the sweet little hairless crack, finding the warm, tight little hole, massaging and probing gently. Sean came up for air. "Ahhhhhhh Jesus....yeah...." He cried. He then felt the young man's other hand begin to stroke his steel-hard little cock. He plunged back down on the dude's crank once again, doubling his efforts, bobbing his head rapidly, grunting like an animal as he slobbered the huge cock up and down. Wet sloppy sucking sounds filled the truck as Franco lay his head back and moaned. Moving his hand up to his face, Franco licked his fingers and brought them back to the tight little fuck-hole. Gently, he inserted his middle finger to the second knuckle, twisting and probing. Then he pushed it in to the hilt. The boy went nuts, pushing up with his ass. He came up off his cock again. "Jesus....fuck me, dude....yeah.." The boy panted. Franco had not intended to go this far. He wanted to let the kid suck him off, give him a thrill, but not to take him all the way. "Man, kid...I don't know...I don wanna hurt you....." The kids mouth was suddenly over his own, stopping him in mid-sentence. Sean's tongue forced his way into Franco's mouth. Franco was surprised for maybe a second or two, then lust hit him like a hammer. Taking the boy into his arms he returned his advances, opening wide and kissing deeply as his hands wandered over his smooth little body. Then suddenly Sean moved away and began removing his shoes, then slipped his pants and underwear off his legs discarding them carelessly on the floor. "Sit in the middle, away from the wheel." He said, almost unable to believe this was happening. He knew that his buddy Sam would be waiting and that excited him too, but there was no turning back now. Franco wanted to argue, but obeyed. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt his boss' son. No, wait...the last thing he wanted to to was get CAUGHT with the boss' son. He had witnessed the two brother's tender act in the locker room and had simply wanted his cock sucked, especially since it looked as though the boy enjoyed doing such things. But now, his own pants and underwear were pooled around his ankles...the boy's were somewhere on the floor of the truck. If someone decided to come back here to maybe take a piss or something, he would be in real trouble. It was unlikely that anyone would come back here this early, but you never know. He just should not be doing this, he should get the boy's pants on him and take him home. Instead, he spit into his palm and smeared it onto the head of his swollen cock. Sean grinned mischiviously and did the same, spitting on his fingers and reaching back, rubbing and probing his hole. He straddled the handsome Latino, his cock almost in the young man's face. Franco wanted to put the cute little fuck-stick in his mouth, but Sean was already moving down, grasping the fat teen cock and aiming it. The boy felt the fat head touch his hole and he moaned. Franco grasped Sean's slim hips and pushed up ever so slowly with his hips. The fat head slipped past the impossibly tight sphincter. "Oooo!!" Sean hissed. "Jesus...you ok?" Franco said, the concern etched on his handsome face. "Yeah....yeah...give me a sec....so fuckin' big." Sean panted, giving the young man a pained grin. A few seconds later the boy began to get used to the fat head inside him. Sean slowly moved downward. His beautiful brown eyes slipped shut as the man filled him. "Ahhhh Jesus.....so fuckin' big." He sighed. As Franco gave in to the fact that the boy would not be swayed, he relaxed a bit. "Mmmmmmm my God, kid...so nice...tight." He groaned as the hot little hole swallowed his cock inch by inch. Sean moved in and covered Franco's mouth with his own as he began to ride the young man's cock. Franco, now consumed with lust, was no longer afraid of being caught. The only thing that was important right now was satisfying the beautiful boy before him. Sean broke the kiss, then pulled his shirt over his head, riding harder, faster. Sweat began trickling down his smooth young chest. "Ahhhhhh yeah.....fuck....fuck." The boy panted. Franco could not believe the little guy, save for his socks, was now naked, gliding his tight little hole up and down his thick rod. "Take off....your shirt," Sean panted, "Want you....naked." At this point Franco knew it was no good to argue as he pulled his shirt over his head, then pulling the boy's sweaty body closer, their chests rubbing, their sweat mingling as they coupled. "Ohhhh God, " Franco moaned, "So close....don't wan to cum yet." He took the boy's face in his hands, grinning. "Hot in here....let's get out." "Yeah." Sean sighed, raising up off of the teenager. Franco removed his sandels, then slipped his pants and underwear off, leaving them on the floor. Sean pealed off his socks. He grinned, he was totally naked, outside in broad daylight. The two exited out the passenger side of the truck. Franco immediately took the boy in his arms, lifting him. Sean wrapped his legs around the dude's torso as their lips met yet again. When they broke the kiss over 2 minutes later, Sean noticed they were at the front of the truck. He set the boy on his feet. "Put your hands here." Franco said, touching the hood of the truck, "Lean forward and spread your sexy legs....wanna check you out." Sean moved to do what he was told, the teenager moved in behind him, then dropped to his knees. Sean felt warm fingers on his crack, spreading him. "Jesus...sweet boy pussy." The young man whispered, then moved in with his mouth, his tongue flicking against Sean's asshole. "Ahhhhhhhhhhh Christ....yeahhhhh....yeahhhh..." Sean moaned as Franco pushed with his tongue, probing deep. "You like that, boy?" "Jesus, yeah.....eat it.....yeaaahhhh." After 5 minutes of intense pleasure, Franco spoke again. "Lay down on your back, little one." "You mean...." "Wanna fuck you on the dirty ground." Sean grinned as lust consumed him once again. He lay down in the dirt and raised his legs, Franco was between them in a heartbeat, rising over the boy as he spat into his palm once again. He speared the tight little hole quickly, sinking in to the hilt in less than 2 seconds. "Ahhhhhhhh God!" Sean cried. The young man began to fuck, placing his left arm behind the boy's neck and his right hand on Sean's left buttock, squeezing hard, hard enough to leave slight bruises he would find later. Franco grunted in lust with each pelvic thrust. Sean whimpered non-stop, begging and pleading to be fucked harder, faster, all the while trying to imagine what they would look like if someone was watching....Franco almost cradling his young body, the young man's ass flexing as he pounded his cock deep inside the boy, Sean's legs bouncing as the man's hips slammed into his crotch over and over again. He could feel the pain of the dude's hand on his ass, squeezing him hard as hell. He could feel the cool dirt on his back, know he must be covered in the stuff. He never wanted it to end. Franco could not believe this kid...only 12 and he fucked like a wild animal, grunting in the dirt. He could hear the boy panting "Fuck me....my God....fuck me" with each breath he took. He could feel his load boiling, knowing he had a minute left before he let loose, maybe less. He thought about his two best friends... Franco liked to get together with a couple of friends on the weekends. He was the youngest of this group and it was himself that usually took the pounding. He thought about introducing young Sean to this group...he could pass him around the room, share his talented little ass. Sex for Franco had never felt this incredible. The constant milking of his fat cock by Sean's tight hole, combined with the thought of his two friends - Augustin and Raul using this hot little cock-warmer at both ends - was enough to get the young man ready. He pumped like a man possessed, his muscular ass almost a blur as he pounded his fat tool into the kid. Then, at the last second he pulled out of the boy, raising up on his left arm, jacking his cock. He cried out loudly, his voice echoing in the small clearing. "Uhhhh...uhhhhh...UHHHHH!! UUUHHHHH!!! AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" He cried as his cock errupted, the first rope of thick white cum covered the boy from neck to crotch. Sean took himself in hand, jacking hard as the man continued to cover him in rich, thick man-jizz, covering his little fist, lubricating his hot young cock. His little rump raised off the dirt, his legs still spread wide. Franco could see his little hole still spaming as his load shot from his prick, his cries of release mixing with those of the hispanic man. Franco was surprised to see thick, white cum fly from the boy's cock in sticky ropes. Most boys his age could only produce a few drops of clear fluid, but obviously Sean Drake was not most boys. Franco continued to kneel over the boy as the two gasped for air. "My God....you are so sexy, young one." Franco panted. "That was so cool....we gotta do that again soon." Sean said as he moved to get up. Franco stood and took the boy's hand, pulling him up after him. Franco began to laugh. "What?" the boy said, grinning. "Look at you!" Franco said, laughing harder. Sean's chest was a mixture of sweat, cum and dirt. His back was covered in dirt. "Man!" Sean said as he began to laugh himself. "How am I gonna get dressed?" "Well...I theenk we need to take a bath." Franco said, nodding at the creek. "Is it deep?" "No, maybe up to your waist....but you should have shoes on...could be glass from beer bottles. I have my sandals." "I have flip-flops in my bag." "Go get them...we'll get clean and then head for home. I hope I didn't keep you too long." "I have a friend waiting for me...we're camping out tonight." "Ok...let's move." The two grabbed their footwear and headed down to the creek, which Sean judged to be about 25 feet across. It was warm outside, although not terribly hot. Sean dipped in his toe. "Holy fuck! .....cold!" "We'll get used to it." Franco said as he waded in, wincing as the cold water moved up his legs. At about halfway, the water was up to his balls. "Oh Fuck....my balls are gonna crawl up inside me!" Sean cracked up laughing as he began to wade out, then the water reached his own balls before he made it halfway out. "Holy fucking shit!" he cried, now it was Franco's turn to laugh. Sean waded out to the man. Franco dipped down into the water. Now only his head was visible above the waterline, however the water was quite clear and Sean could see the outline of the teenager's body below the surface. He guessed the little creek was spring-fed. "Come on down...I'm pretty much used to it already." Sean didn't hesitate, sinking down quickly, gasping as the cold water covered his chest. They stayed that way for a minute, then Franco stood. "Stand up, my little one." He said. Sean stood, the young man began to wash the boy with handfuls of water, rubbing his smooth chest, his back and legs. Then he dipped back down in the water, rubbing his own muscular chest. When he splashed a handful of water onto his face, the boy followed suit. It felt so good to wash the sweat away. Then Franco came to him. "Come down one more time." The boy obeyed. With only their heads visible above the waterline, Franco took they boy into his arms, grasping his firm young ass. Their lips met, tasting...then their mouths opened as they kissed passionately. Both grew hard once again as their bodies moved together in the cool water. Franco raised up out of the water, bringing the boy with him clinging onto his neck. He wrapped his legs around the teenager's torso as they kissed on and on. Finally they broke the kiss and Franco headed for shore carrying the boy, who had his head on they young man's shoulder. When they reached the pickup, Franco shifted the boy's buttocks to his left arm while opening the tailgate with his right hand. Then he sat with Sean still on his lap. Sean looked into his eyes and smiled. Franco stroked the boy's hair back from his face. "When can I see you again?" he whispered. "I will try to get away anytime you want me to." Franco smiled, ready to move in for another kiss. In Sean's duffle bag his cell phone began to ring. "I should get that." he said. Franco stood, letting the boy slip off his lap and onto his feet. Sean reached the phone on the sixth ring, right before it would have gone to voice mail. "Hello?" "Jesus, fuckstick - where the hell are you?" Sam said with mock anger. "I'm about ready to implode with sperm overload!" Sean giggled. "Give me a half hour, dude. You got some beers or do you need me to get some?" "Got 'em, buddy...hurry your dumb ass up, ok?" "You bet....seeya." "Chow." Sam said, and hung up. "Man, we gotta scoot." Sean said. Franco was already heading for his clothes. Once dressed, the two headed for town. Sean gave Franco his cell phone number and told him to call or text anytime. Franco did the same, then dropped boy and bicycle off a couple blocks away from his house. "Seeya sexy dude." Sean said with a grin. "Very soon, little one." Franco returned, then put the truck in gear and drove away. Sean grinned as he watched the truck leave. "Man, Adam will never believe this one!" he said to himself. Mounting his bike, he headed for home. ***Home*** "Hey, Scooter - what's the hurry?" "Hey mom - Campin' out at Sam's!" Sean said as he breezed past her. "Hey!" She shouted, "Where's my kiss!" Sean stopped and spun around quickly, half scowling and half grinning he kissed his mom on the cheek. "Better....the least you can do for me since I am going in to help your father." "Franco and I offered to stay, but I guess pop knew I was camping out....the place was dead anyway." "Not anymore....late rush." "You need me to go back?" Sean said, Meaning every word but hoping that she would not bite on it. He had rolled the dice and won with his father earlier. Besides, she had called him "Scooter", a pet name reserved for only her best moods. "I will if you need me." "No, Scooter - you go ahead." "You're the best." Sean said, kissing her on the cheek once again and giving her a hug. "Wow....a bonus kiss PLUS a HUG!" She said, "Must be an important campout....you guys aren't drinking are you?" "Probably just a six-pack, mom." He said truthfully as he headed for his room. "Very funny!" She shouted after him. Sean thumped up the stairs, taking them 2 at a time. Adam was at the top. "Hey, you're home early - dad musta let you off for good behavior." "Yup," Sean said, speeding past him, "More than an hour ago." "Huh?" Adam said, "Then where have you...." Sean disappeared around the corner and into his room. Adam followed. Sean was busy removing his clothes. "Then where have you been the last hour?" Sean grinned, "You wouldn't believe me." He giggled. Adam smiled. "Try me." "Can't, gotta shower...no time to go through it all...can I spend the night in your room tommorrow?" "But.....you gotta tell me..." "....wait, let's tent out!" Sean exclaimed as he dropped his pants. He was wearing his new Fruit Of The Looms, Adam felt his cock stir. "You can get it out tonight yet, set it up in the yard and let it air out." "But where were you, squirt?" Sean acted like he hadn't heard, he lowered his voice to a whisper, "Maybe we could even snag a couple of beers from dad's stash, huh? It'd be a hoot." Sean shucked his undies and headed for the upstairs bathroom the two shared. Before Adam knew it he was watching his cute, naked little ass wiggle it's way out of the room and down the hall. He turned to follow once again. By the time he got into the bathroom Sean was already adjusting the water temperature. "Dude...you gotta tell me more than that...you can't just say "you wouldn't believe me" and leave it like that...I'll go nuts!" "Who says I can't." Sean said, grinning, enjoying the agony on his brother's face. "Ohhhhh...you little shit." Sean grinned wider....then he sighed. "Dude, If I give you the condensed, 1 minute version, you promise to let me get showered and get to Sam's?" "Yes!" "Also, do you further promise not to act on what I tell you, or worry about it in any way until we discuss it in detail tomorrow night?" Adam looked uncertain. Sean moved to get into the shower. "Ok, ok...I promise!" Sean lowered his voice. "We weren't alone in the locker room when I gave you head this afternoon." "What? ....really?? Adam hesitated for a moment, thinking. "Franco!!" He said finally. "I saw him come out of the bathroom less than a minute after I finished changing, so I figured he was in there. He approached me a bit later, asked if I wanted to meet up after work...like an idiot I said Yes...I mean, how well do any of us really know Franco?" Adam opened his mouth, Sean held up his hand. "Anyway, we went to that little party spot east of town, you know, by the creek?" Adam was nodding. "We got naked, he fucked me silly for about 20 minutes, we took a skinny-dip in the creek and then he dropped me off down the block." Adam's jaw was laying on the floor. Sean reached over and put his fingers under his chin and closed his mouth. "Now," Sean said, "Do you remember what you promised?" Adam bobbed his head, still digesting it. He had a million questions and could not figure where to start. Sean turned once again to get in the shower. "Wait! ....I mean...how....." Sean look at his brother impatiently, but inside he was enjoying every second of this. "Well.....how was it?" He said sheepishly, knowing he was already breaking one of his promises. "Oh, Bro...." Sean said, placing his hand on the front of Adam's pants, feeling the hardness he knew would be there, "He fuckin' POUNDED my ass...fucked me like an animal. My fuckin' asshole is STILL tingling dude......we lay down right on the ground and fucked like a couple of wild animals in the dirt." "Jesus..." Adam whispered. Sean brought his hand up and ran it through his brother's hair. "You pissed, dude?" "Well.....nah....it's just...well...I'M not getting any fuckin' action! ....not pissed at you, dude...never at you." Sean grinned. "Cool....but you know, you were in that locker room too. Franco's gonna come to you too." Adam digested this, then began to grin. "Plus, I thought if things go the way I think they will with Sam, I think the 3 of us should tent out...you know, have a little fun." Adam was grinning wide now. "I gotta shower and go dude. Set up the tent. The Drake boys are gonna get so much action we won't be able to walk for a week." Placing his hand on his brother's neck, he pulled him in. Their lips touched....mouthing, tasting. "Damn...I want you so bad right now." Adam whispered. "Damn....now look whatcha did." Sean said looking down at his pecker, it's curved length stood up, stiff. Adam bent down to suck, getting only a couple of licks before Sean turned and closed the shower door. "Uuuuuuhhh!" Adam groaned. "Tomorrow dude." The boy quickly showered. When he got out, Adam was gone. Sean was sure he would be there still, ready to continue grilling him. He figured he was out setting up the tent. When he walked out the door he had a peek in the back yard. Sure enough, Adam had the tent laid out on the ground. Sean walked out. "Fucker smells bad." Adam said at his approach. "Face it to the breeze and open the front...we can turn it away from the house tomorrow." "I know how to air out a tent, numb nuts." Sean giggled. "See ya later." Adam grinned, then looked his brother in the eye and said seriously, "Get him, bro....take him down. You know he wants it." "I know....and I will." He tipped his big brother a wink. ***Sam*** Sean rode into Sam's back yard around 9:00, just as the sun began to sink below the horizon. He pulled up beside the large tent and walked around to the fence, which Sam was currently peeing on. "Shake it more than 3 times and you're playing with it." Sean said, grinning. "You know me....I'm always playing with it." Sam said as he turned toward his friend and tucked his penis into his jeans. "'Bout fuckin' time you got here." "Hey, I had to WORK, something you know nothing about." Sean said, not caring that it was only a half-truth. Even if things went well tonight, Sean had no intention of telling Sam about Franco just yet. He would save that for another time. "Whatever." Sam said, giggling. Sean noticed his eyes were bloodshot. "You been into the beer already?" He asked. "Just a couple 'a cans." Sam answered, giggling again. "Jeez....that's our whole stash for the night!" "Not tonight, buddy...scored us a six." "Cool! I got some catchin' up to do!" Said Sean, then he looked down. "What's with the baseball glove and bat?" "Little League practice tomorrow morning." They went inside the tent. Sean immediately plopped down on his sleeping bag and scored a can, popping the top and downing almost half immediately. He belched loudly, then tipped the can again, finishing it easily. He crushed the aluminum in his hand, then reached for another, belching as he did so. "Impressive..." Sam said, "...one might almost believe you are a male." "Fuck you, sissy-pants." Sean said, grinning. "Oooooo...sissy pants. Didja come up with that one right off the top of your head, or was you planin' that for a while." "Right off the top, buddy." He said, flipping Sam the bird, then popped the top on his second beer. His head was already beginning to buzz pleasantly. Sean took his time with his second beer, savoring the taste. The two were not heading in the direction of alcoholism...they could easily have a great time without the beer. Both mainly drank for the flavor, the buzz was simply a bonus. As he sipped his second brew Sean shared as much as he dared about his day at work. Sam talked about his afternoon at Little League baseball practice. "We gonna drink our last one now, or wait until after we bust a nut?" Sean asked. "Hell, might as well finish 'em now while we're buzzin." Sam answered. They both opened their last beer. "Wish we had more tonight...they're going down good." Sean said. "I could get us a couple more later...pop stocked up big-time, probably wouldn't notice if a whole 12 came up missing." "Cool." "What time is it?" "Just a bit after 10." Sam crawled to the tent door and peeked out. It was pitch dark...no moon this evening. He turned and looked at Sean, grinning. "How 'bout a streak?" "Isn't it a bit early?" "Isn't it a bit early?" Sam whined, mocking his friend perfectly. Sean giggled. "C'mon...we'll walk around the yard...maybe sit on the swings...nice cool breeze blowin' on our dicks." Sam said, grinning. "Besides, it's way dark out." "Sure...sounds like fun." Sean said. What he was really looking forward to was seeing his friend naked by the light of the small Coleman lamp. Since it was a warm evening, both boys were already shirtless. They began working on their shoes first, then their pants. Sean watched as Sam removed his undies. The boy was flacid, but Sean was sure that wouldn't last. He dropped his own pants. "Hey! Tighty-whiteys!" Sam exclaimed. "You finally getting some sense and listening to your best bud? Don't want your balls touching your knee-caps when you are 50?" "Yeah, that's it dude...it's all about my balls....actually my mom picked these up on sale and I tried 'em and I like 'em." Sean lied, then he smiled, "Besides, they make me feel sexy." He giggled. "Man, they make *YOU* feel sexy?" Sam said, "Then they must be magic underwear!! ...you hafta let me try 'em on, please? Pretty please buddy?" "Oh, man, you are just fucking HA-larious tonight." Sean said with a smile as he removed his unders. "Now let's go run naked through your yard." "Oh yeah!" Sam replied as they headed for the door. "You wearin' shoes?" "Yeah...got my 'flops." Sean said taking his flip-flops out of his bag, remembering the last time he had wore them....in the creek with his new adult lover. Sam slipped his tennis shoes onto his bare feet, then stood quickly. Standing with his legs apart and his knees bent, his hips thrust forward. Using his right hand, he slapped his dick this way and that while crossing his eyes and sticking out his tongue. "Ahhh yeah, that's it, baby!" he said. Sean busted a gut, doubling over and howling laughter. Sam stopped and moved toward the door, his cock now standing straight out. He thrust his hips forward once again, 'pointing' the way with his dick. "This way, please." he said seriously. Sean giggled. They walked outside and although it was still a warm summer evening, the temperature had dropped a bit. The light breeze felt fantastic against their naked bodies. "Ohhhh fuck....this is fantastic." Sam said. "No doubt, buddy." They began to walk the length of the privacy fence along the back yard, letting their eyes adjust to the darkness. The reached the end of the fence and turned with it, moving toward the left side of Sam's house and the front yard. "Wyatt at home tonight?" Sean asked. Wyatt was Sam's 11 year old brother. There were a few occasions when the boy would come out to the tent, either to spy or to try to hang out. Sean never minded, but it drove Sam crazy. "Nope...little fucker is at a friend's house, so we don't have to worry about his sneaky little ass tonight." Sam said. "Cool." Sean replied. "How about you get us another brew for later." Are you fucking insane? I'm naked." "The beer's in the back of the house in the pantry, your pop is in his Den, probably half-toasted watching the game." Sean stated. "Pantry beer is warm." "Who gives a fuck? You never get cold beer for us anyway." Sean said. Sean knew that his friend loved taking chances, that he got off on risk. The first time Sam had tried to talk him into going outside the tent naked Sean thought his buddy was nuts. Now, Sean was almost into it more than his friend. Playing off this knowledge, Sean said: "Besides, it would be kinda risky....we could get caught, that'd be half the fun." "Man, some days I don't get you..."I'M usually the one who likes to do shit like that." "So we goin?" Sam sighed. "I guess." "We could go back and get your panties first if you want...." Sean said, giggling. "Oh, you little fucker." Sam said, raising his fist. "Let's do this." "Cool!" The two boys walked to the house. "Once inside, we don't talk." "Gotcha." Sean said seriously. Sam slowly turned the door knob and pulled gently, the door came open quietly, Sean slipped past his buddy, then Sam followed pulling the door with him, leaving it open just a crack for a speedy escape if necessary. Sean was already at the pantry door. The sound of a TV could barely be heard drifting from the front of the house. Sam quickly entered the pantry. The beer was right inside the door. He grabbed 2 out of the same 12-pack he took the 6 from earlier, then immediately headed out the door. Once outside, the two were giggling. "Jesus...that was fuckin' cool!" Sam said, setting the beers on the back steps. "Hell yeah...let's do something else." said Sean. "Front yard dash?" This was a game they played, most often when they had more than just their usual 2 beers. The privacy fence did not run across the front of the property. The two would dash out to the curb for all the world to see, then dash back to the safety of the back yard. They had played this game perhaps 30 times in the last couple of years since Sean had invented it...they had yet to be caught, but both knew that it could happen, probably WOULD happen if they continued to play. "Last one gets a kick on the bare ass?" Sean asked. "Yes...boundries?" They set up the boundries differently each time they played, depending on how much of a risk they wanted to take. Usually they would run from the back fence to the shrubs in the front yard. About ten times they had ran to the curb of the street out front. A couple of times they had ran to the middle of the street....and once, they had crossed the street to the far curb, then turned around, adrenaline pumping through their bodies racing back across the street. "Back fence to the shrubs." "Chicken shit." Sam teased. "Ok, Braveheart - you call it." "Back fence to across the street." "You got it." "Really? 'cause I was just pullin' your chain." "Now who's the chicken shit?" "Don't wanna risk it tonight." "Why?" Sean asked. "'cause...don't wanna." "That's your answer? 'cause?" "Just don't wanna get caught tonight...let's race to the shrubs." "Across the street." Sean said stubbornly, grinning in the dark. "Jesus!" "Next time you'll think before calling me chicken shit, won'tcha?" "No doubt...we gonna do this?" "Absolutely.....last one to get across the street and back here gets his bare ass kicked." "Ok ok! Jesus, let's just go!" They walked back the way they came until they reached the back fence. They turned and faced forward. "Shrubs?" Sean asked, letting his buddy off the hook, grinning. Sean could not figure it out...Sam was forever trying to talk Sean into more daring stunts when they were ouside naked, but tonight he wanted to play it safe...he couldn't figure out why. "Really? ....ok, Yeah." "Ready?" "Yup!" Sean exclaimed. "GO!" Sam barked. The two took off running. Sam, the faster of the two took an early lead but when they made it to the shrubs, he stumbled a bit on the turn around. Sean took advantage, turning around neatly. Just as they hit the darkness of the back yard, they heard a car pass on the street behind them...Sam slowed a bit to look. Once again Sean took advantage, giving it everything he had. He hit the fence a full three strides ahead of his friend. The two stood, panting. "I just had.... a feeling.... about it.... tonight...we barely missed...getting spotted by that car." Sam panted. "No shit....maybe you've got ESP or some shit....like that." Sean panted, bent over with his hands on his knees. "Yeah....I could be psychic." "More like....psycho.." "Funny dude...you're getting better, you just need...to keep hangin' around me." Sam said, his breath coming easier now. "Somebody has to....nobody else likes you." "Damn! Two in a row!" After retrieving the beer from the back steps, they began walking back toward the tent when Sam felt the top of Sean's cold foot hit his ass. "SLAP!" "Owwwwww!" he cried, "Jesus Christ, dude. How about a warning?!" "Hey, you're lucky I took off my flip-flop." "Yeah, yeah...you are the lucky one...lucky I stumbled, lucky I was distracted." Sam said. Sean just smiled, he knew this was true. Out of the 30-odd times they had played the game, he had only delivered the losing punishment around 10 times. The two walked into the tent. Sean plopped down on his sleeping bag while Sam stood, rubbing his ass. "Oh come on, you pussy...I didn't kick it that hard....in fact I pulled it a bit at the last second. If I had wanted your ass to hurt it would be hurtin'." Sean said with a grin. "I know you didn't just call me a pussy." Sam said, looking at his buddy with a mischevious gleam in his eye. "Pussy." Sean stated simply. "Oh, you are toast." Sam said and was on his buddy in a flash. The two wrestled, rolling back and forth on the tent floor. This was the first time that they had ever rough-housed in the nude. Sean could not believe it was happening. When they rough-housed in their underwear, Sean often grabbed his buddy's ass in order to get a hold and turn him over. He couldn't see how this would be any different, so he managed to grab on and flip the other boy. The feel of the soft young butt in his hand was enough to get him excited, he felt his cock begin to grow. This scared him at first...what would Sam think? Then he noticed as he flipped his young friend that Sam was well on his way to sporting wood as well. "You know you can't get the best of me." Sam said as he gained the upper hand and rolled on top. To Sean, the feelings were incredible. He would call his buddy a Pussy all night long if it resulted in a bout of nude wrestling. "No, but I can go down fighting!" Sean exclaimed as once again he got the best of his buddy, laying on him flat, working to pin his arms above his head...and he couldn't believe it, he was actually succeeding! With one mighty thrust, he managed to get the other boy's arms pinned. He could feel Sam's stiff cock throbbing against his belly as well as feel the warmth of Sam's belly against his own hard dick. He looked into his friend's eyes. "Surrender, dammit!" he cried. "Never, fuckface!" Sam cried in return, squirming benieth his friend. Sean thought he could probably blow his load any second now. Sean giggled. He figured that Sam would tell him to get his queer ass off of him any time now. He continued to look into his friend's eyes....Sam was breathing funny, his breath ragged, shaky. Sean stopped smiling, looking deep into his buddy's twinkling blue eyes. He felt his load boiling. Sean had not intended for things to work out like this. He thought that he would give his buddy a hand job (his hand being "Sherry's" mouth), then work her out of the picture. Now, he knew that he needed to act now or this moment might end. The words of his brother echoed in his head: "I will say it again, dude. You want him, then just take him...." Sam was looking into his friend's brown eyes...he had never noticed how seriously brown they were before. He also could not believe his buddy was on top of him...they had played this scene out before in their unders, but never like this. He also knew his cock was rock-hard...and that Sean's was too. He was thinking that Sean would climb off of him soon, calling him a queer-boy or a fag. He hoped not....he didn't want this to end. Sean moved slowly, moving his stiff meat until it was directly on top of his friend's. Once there, he lay down completely, letting go of Sam's wrists....Sam didn't try to escape. Slowly, ever so slowly, Sean began to grind his hips. The pleasure was instant....he sighed contentedly, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." "Sweet Jesus." Sam whispered, closing his eyes and letting the pleasure take him. He felt so many things all at once. He felt intense pleasure as their naked bodies created warm friction between them. He was also scared....scared of what this might do to their long friendship. He truly loved his friend and didn't want to do anything to fuck that up. Above him, young Sean began to work harder. "Ohhhh....my God." Sam whispered. "God, yesssssssss." Sean whispered into his friend's ear. "Like that, pal?" He whispered. "Jesus...yeah....yeaaahhhhhhh." "I've wanted to do this for such a long time." Sean whispered, his ass raising and falling. His lips moved in, gently kissing his young friend's smooth neck. Sam felt Sean's lips on his neck, licking, kissing, tasting. It felt so good that he moaned out load. He moved his arms around his friend, letting his hands glide down his buddy's back. How could this feel so incredible? Why hadn't they done it before? Then he remembered that they had...the night of his 13th birthday. He remembered how they had ground their crotches together as they took turns playing out the Sherry fantasy. Sam knew that it was Sean's hand and not Sherry's mouth that had gotten him off...the most intense orgasm of his life...that night. His hands did not stop at the other boy's waistline, but moved down onto his soft, firm ass....squeezing, rubbing. He heard his friend moan. Sam's warm hands on his ass felt fantastic. Sean moaned, his hips rising and falling faster now. "Ahhhhhh God, Sam....feels so good." He knew that he had less than a minute before his nuts would erupt, so he decided that he had better take the pressure off. Moving downward to the place where 90% of his jack-off fantasies were based - between his best friend's legs. Now he was here....where he always wanted to be...the place of his dreams, Sam's young pole stood hard and throbbing before his face, his perfect, hairless balls hung below. He moved in, salivating, practically panting. For a split second of terror Sam thought it had ended, he thought that guilt had overcome his friend and that he would probably get on his bike and peddle away for good. Instead, he was now feeling his hot breath on his stiffy....seconds later it was enveloped in silky wet-warmth the likes of which the boy had never felt before. "Ahhhhhhhh Christ!" Sam cried, his legs spreading as Sean began to suck his prick. He laced his hands behind his neck and watched his buddy service him, working up and down. Then Sean raised his head. "Mmmmmmm...best one I've ever tasted...so goooood, buddy." He licked the shiny-wet head, grinning at Sam's reaction. "You mean you've done this before...with who...?" Sean grinned wider, "A story for later tonight....after we take our naked asses into the house again for more beer." "More beer....?" Sam started, then his buddy plunged down again. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Sam moaned, his head falling back to the tent floor. His blue eyes slipped shut, his head rocked slowly back and forth as he felt the incredible warmth of Sean's hot mouth slide slowly up and down his pecker. Sean could not believe how tasty his friend was, he couldn't get enough, sucking hungrily up and down. As much as he wanted to continue, he needed to know he wasn't in this alone. He raised up, then moved up, straddling Sam's smooth chest, he brought his cock to his friend's mouth. He moved forward, pushing the hard length against Sam's warm lips. For a second he thought nothing would happen, that perhaps Sam didn't want to go this far. Then Sam opened and took him in, sucking gently, tentatively at first. Regardless of the lightness of his touch, Sean thought it was the most wonderful feeling ever...simply because he had anticipated it for so long. "Ahhhhhh...yeahhhhhh." He sighed, "First time, buddy?" Sam moved off Sean's dick. "Yeah....not really sure if I'm...." "You're doin' fine....feels so good....suck it." Sam complied, taking his friend's prick in his mouth all the way. He began to suck, trying to mimic the way Sean had sucked him. "Ahhhhhh yeah, pal...suck.....suck..." Sam couldn't believe it...he was actually sucking a cock. This was something that he had always wanted to try, but was so afraid of what it might mean. He knew that would come up in his head later, but for right now it was easy not to think about it. Sean's beautiful cock was both velvety soft and rock hard all at the same time. He could smell the musky odor of, as well as taste his friend's sweat. Sean's moans were like music to his ears, mainly because it was HIS mouth that was causing his friend pleasure, so much that it had to be vocalized. "Ahhhhhh Jesus, dude....gonna cum soon...don't wanna cum just yet, lots more things to do." Sean moaned. Holy fuck! Sam thought, I'm gonna make him fuckin' spurt! He thought of his buddy's cock thrumming in his mouth, spewing out gobs of white sperm. He began to salivate even as he began working toward that goal, rolling his tongue around the delicious meat-stick as he sucked hungrily up and down. "Fuck....ahhhhhh fuck.....so goooood.....Jesus...gonna fuckin' cum." Sean said, backing away and pulling his tingling cock free. Sam wasn't about to be denied his reward. He grabbed Sean's firm young ass and pulled him forward once again, sucking him down to the base in a heartbeat. Sean giggled. Using much force, he managed to back out once again, this time he grabbed his friend's wrists, pinning them above his head and laying down on top of him once again. "Wanna suck you off." Sam said stubbornly, unable to believe that he had spoke the words. "Ok...that's cool. We'll make sure that you do...when the time comes." Sean said, "But right now I gotta see how hot I can get you." "Does this mean.....that we...we are fags?" Sam said, immediately regretting the look on his friend's face. Sean rolled off to the side. "Awww geez....let's not stop....I'm sorry...I didn't mean..." "It's ok." Sean said, as he lay on his side facing his best friend. He placed his arm across Sam's chest. "Let's just talk a bit before we move on, ok?" "Sure." Sam said. Sean noticed that his eyes were filling with tears. "I just want to tell you that this is what happens when you take something fun and slap a label on it." Sam turned toward his friend, his tears now spilling over. Sean took his hand off of the other boy's chest and placed his fingers on his face, wiping his tears. "Lots of guys play around when they are young, but that doesn't mean anything....I'm pretty sure I know what it means for me...but for you, who knows? Maybe this is just rehersal for prom night, maybe you are gay, maybe you like BOTH. Bisexuals are everywhere...some guys do both at the same time!" Sam grinned through his tears, wondering how his buddy came across knowledge that seemed so beyond his years. It made Sam feel like a little kid...but not in a bad way. "All I know," Sean continued, "Is that I've wanted you for so long." He put his fingers around his friend's ear, gently stroking his cheek with his thumb. He looked into his eyes, getting completely lost in them, just as his brother had taught him. Adam was right, Sean saw everything he needed to know in Sam's beautiful eyes. It was now or never. Hoping for the best, Sean slowly moved in...it seemed to take forever, but finally, their lips met. Sean began to move his lips, tasting. His buddy was attempting to do the same. Sean pulled away, grinning. "I've...never." Sam said, flushing red. Sean moved his finger's through Sam's soft dark brown hair. "Yeah....I know." He whispered as he gazed into his friend's beautiful tear-stained face. "It's ok. Give me your tongue." Sean moved in again, this time his mouth was open. He felt Sam's tongue touch his own. Sean moved his own tongue into his friend's mouth, exploring every corner. Sam did the same, unable to believe how good it all felt. His young cock stiffened once again as the kiss intensified. Sam pulled his friend into his arms. Sean gladly let his friend take over as Sam moved on top of him. "Mmmmmm.....uuummmppphhhh." Sam moaned as his hips rose and fell, grinding his body against his sexy young friend, feeling Sean's hands wander over his back, his ass, feeling, squeezing. Sean moved his hands up to Sam's face, pulling the two apart. Sam continued to grind his hips. "So much more....I wanna show you..." Sean panted. Sam moved his right hand through his friend's hair, his face a pained mask of pleasure. "This is just....fine for now." He panted in return as he placed his open mouth on Sean's once again. The kiss went on and on. Two minutes, three, five, as their bodies, now soaked in sweat, writhed together. Sean finally managed to roll their bodies over and take control once again. Moving downward, he began to kiss and nip at the other boy's neck. Then downward again and onto his right nipple, sucking and nipping hard. Sam acted as though he had been hit with a jolt of electricity, his muscular back arching up off of the ground. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh my God yeahhh." He moaned as his friend moved across his narrow chest to the left nipple, sucking it harder than the first. He worked on the delicious little bump of flesh for over two minutes, then finally moved on, leaving it rock-hard. He licked his way down to the boy's belly, grinning up at Sam, he began to nip playfully. Sam giggled, attempting to move away but Sean held him fast. Finally, he moved downward once again. Yes, Sam thought, he's gonna suck me again! He prepared for the warmth, the pleasure. When it came, it was not at all where he expected. He felt Sean's warm breath on his nuts, then they were being sucked into his friend's warm, wet mouth. "Ohhhhh my God." He moaned as his legs parted - seemingly on their own - as his buddy's tongue licked his sack, then moved off, licking the spaces below and around his cock and balls, washing his crotch. "Mmmmmmm...tasty." Sean said, grinning up at his friend. "I take it that you had a shower today." "A bath actually." "You took a bath?" Sean said and giggled. "I'm trying to picture you in the tub with your ducky." "I play with this instead." He wiggled his stiff dick at his friend. "How about you suck on it?" Sean grinned, watching his friend's eyes close and his head drop back to the ground as he placed his mouth over Sam's beautiful cock. "Ahhhhhhh God, Seany-boy....suck it.....aahhhhhhhhhhhh." Sean loved the fact that his friend had taken a bath. He knew that he would be nice and clean for what came next. He also knew that he would love to join Sam in the tub someday. Raising up, he said, "Id love to get into the tub with you....nice hot soapy water...we could wash each other's hard-on's...while we kiss." He went down on his friend once again, sucking hard. "Ahhhhhh yeah....that'd be so hot." Sam sighed. Once again Sean raised up. "How 'bout you roll over now....wanna check out your sexy little ass." Sam grinned. He had no clue what his pal was about to do, but he couldn't wait to find out. He rolled over, being careful not to kick Sean. Sean's face was now directly about his friend's soft little ass. He lowered his head, gently kissing and mouthing the left cheek, then the right and then back again. "Mmmmmmmmm..feels good." Sam mumbled. "Spread your legs, buddy....yeah, that's it." Sean was now looking at Sam's perfectly hairless asshole. He brought his face in closer....the boy was definately clean as soap and sweat were the only smells that hit his nose. The smell of his sweat drove Sean wild with lust. He moved in closer, blowing a stream of air onto Sam's butthole, watching as it spasmed. Sam felt the air hit his asshole....he could not believe how good it felt. Then he felt Sean's hands on his cheeks, spreading him wider. "Spread your legs more, buddy." Sam complied, spreading as far as he could go, still not sure what was coming. More air hit his asshole sending tingles through his body. No matter how hard he tried, he simply could not get his head around what happened next. "Yeahhhhhhh." Sean whispered as he moved in, not realizing that he was salivating. A string of drool ran from the corner of his wide-open mouth as he covered Sam's asshole. He began to lick, gently at first...the taste was fantastic. As Sam's whimpers hit his ears, he began to eat, munching his buddy's hot little fuck-hole, sticking his tongue out as far and as rigid as he could get it, then pushing it inside as far as he could. He raised his head for a second, watching Sam's hole spasm. "Mmmmmmmmm." He moaned, then dove back for more. Sam had though he had spread his legs as wide as he could earlier, yet he found that he could part them even further. He also raised his ass off the ground, pushing hard, anything to give his buddy's hot, probing tongue better access. "Yeah, spread farther, buddy." Sean said. Sam found that once again, he could. Then he heard Sean spit and felt it hit his hole. He felt his friend's finger there now, rubbing the saliva in a circular motion. "Ahhhhhhhhhh....that feels so good." Sam moaned, pretty sure that he would feel Sean's finger slip inside him next....he had never wanted something so badly in his entire short life. He wasn't disappointed. "Ohhh God." He cried as Sean's index finger slowly slipped inside him, twisting and turning. Sean spit again, this time into his palm, smearing the slippery stuff onto his cock while still probing his friend's tight little hole with his right hand. He figured he had had his own hole violated enough times over the last couple of days....it was his turn to fuck someone for the first time. He slowly removed his finger as he raised up. He took aim quickly before Sam even knew what he was up to. He moved his hips forward, spearing it quickly and neatly, his rock-hard cock sinking in completely, immediately surrounded by the most incredible warmth and pressure he had ever felt. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh my God." He moaned as he began to fuck his friend's ass. Sam felt the finger come out of him, he immediately wanted more. He had expected his friend's hot mouth down there once again, instead he felt a wonderful pressure, then penetration, only much larger than a finger this time. He looked back as Sean began to fuck him, slipping his hard little pecker inside him, then pulling out slowly, then repeating, picking up speed as he went. Finally he was hammering his teenage friend's hot little ass. "Uuuuuuuhhhhhhh...so goooood.....soooo goood.....faster.....yeaaahhhhhhh. Sam moaned, speaking between thrusts, "I bet...you've done....this lots....of times...ahhhhh....hhhhhh....hhhhhh." "First time....for me." Sean grunting, fucking his buddy hard now...the sounds of their naked bodies slapping together carried far beyond the tent. Sean figured if anyone wandered into the back yard that they would know the boys in the tent were queerin' off....he really didn't much care though, what he did care about was the tight little skin-sleave that was currently sliding up and down his bright-red prick. "Yeah?" Sam grunted. "Am I gonna....be the...first to fuck you...too?" "Sorry dude." Sean breathed, "You won't even be....the first today!" With that, Sean leaned into his friend, wrapping his arms around the boy's chest, feeling him up as his little ass pumped up and down. If someone would have been watching from behind, they would have saw his bright red little cock whipsawing in and out, his hairless balls bouncing as he fucked Sam's tight, pink little slit. "AHHH GOD!" Sam cried, "Fuck me, dude....Christ that feels so good.....fuck me!" And so it went for the next few minutes until Sean thought his heart would explode....he finally pulled out, flopping down beside his buddy, gasping for breath. "You done, dude? You cum?" Sam said, still in the same position, his little ass in the air, his head on the pillow. Sean continued to gasp, unable to speak. A minute later, he attempted speech. "You know me......dude...." He sucked air for a few seconds...."I make a lot more noise than.....that when I blow....my fuckin' nuts." Sam reached up and began to play with himself, still maintaining the position. "You gonna get back on?" he asked, hoping he would get more. "Was it good?" "Was it good? Are you kiddin' me?" Sean said, reaching for a beer. "It was everything I've dreamed about." He popped the top on his beer, drinking more than half right away. "I will get back on, but I want this to last all night....take it easy...besides....it's your turn." "You want me to...." "Yeah....fuck my ass." "But you've already...I wasn't your first...." Sam said as he finally lowered his sexy little butt and reached for a beer. "Dude," Sean said, reaching, placing his fingers in his friend's hair, "I've always wanted you to be." He grinned. Sam returned his grin. He had never looked at his pal this way before. Sean's grin almost made him feel dizzy....the mischivious way it touched his eyes...why hadn't he seen it before? "Will you tell me who?" Sam said, still smiling yet feeling a bit jealous at the same time. "You know I will....but you are probably gonna think it's kinda.....weird." Sean dropped his head. "Nah....I promise." Sean looked hopeful, but he dropped his head again before saying, "Adam." "Really?" Sean looked up, his buddy was smiling. "Yeah." "What was it like?" "It was good.....I saw a side of him I never knew existed...it was really nice."" Sean said, smiling as he remembered his evening with his brother. "Better than me?" Sean looked at his friend, then grinned, "Hell yes." Sam returned his grin, knowing his buddy was teasing him. "I've wanted you for so long....it was worth the wait." Sean said seriously. "Fuck me some more." Sam said. "Yes." Sean said, "But first, more beer." Sam grinned and followed his friend out of the tent. Once inside the house, the sound of the TV could still be heard. Sean avoided the pantry and headed right into the kitchen. "What are you doing?" Sam hissed. "C'mon." Sean answered, "Let's look for some snacks." "We shoulda put our undies on at least." "Hey...your mom is out, probly all night...Wyatt is at his friend's place, your pop is probly passed out by now." Sean said, "No worries, ok?" "True...but let's hurry, ok?" "Yeah...get in here, you know where all the shit is at." Sam crept into the kitchen and began opening cupboards. He managed to find some chips and a few cookies. He turned with these items in his hands to discover Sean was right there. Sean dropped to his knees, sucking Sam's soft cock into his mouth. "Holy shit, dude....what are you doing?" Sam hissed. Sean lifted his head, "Sucking your fuckin' cock in your kitchen." He whispered, and went back to work. Sam was worried about being caught, but that did nothing to stop the tingles that hit him....it also had no effect on his cock, which was rapidly getting stiff. Sean slobbered his friends cock up and down noisily. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Sam whispered, looking down at his friend, watching his incredible mouth move up and down on his stiff young prick. He placed his right hand on the back of his lover's neck. "Suck it, buddy.....aahhhhhh yeah....suck it." "Mmmmmmmmm." Sean moaned as he worked on his best friend's tasty, throbbing cock. He could hear the sound of the TV in the den, just a couple of rooms away. Adrenaline flooded his system, his excitement causing him to tremble uncontrollably. He could feel these same trembles in his friend's body...he knew that Sam was as excited as he. Sean couldn't help himself, he had to take it a step further. He stood. "Come on." He said softly, "Let's go peek in the den, see if your pop is passed out." "What, are you fucking kidding me?" Sam hissed, wondering why his friend would want to take such risks....on the other hand, the adrenaline pumping through his young body had him so hot he could hardly stand it. He looked down at his dick, which was still hard as stone. Sean reached down and stroked it's length, Sam let his eyes slip shut. "C'mon." Sean said, tugging gently on his buddy's stiff cock. That got Sam moving...although he was trembling so badly he could hardly walk. The two slipped out of the kitchen and into the dining room. From there they could see the light spilling out of the doorway to the den. Sean recognized the theme music from "Sports Center". "Baseball Game's over." Sean whispered. He crept to the edge of the doorway, Sam directly behind him. He could hear the man's snores before he stuck his head around the corner. He stepped into the room, behind him he heard Sam gasp quietly. Sean grinned. He looked at Sam's father who was currently passed out, his easy chair in the "recline" position, surrounded by several beer cans. Sean realized for the first time that he didn't know the man's name...he had always been "My Dad" when Sam spoke of him, or he was "Sam's Dad" when he had spoke of him to his parents. The man was wearing maroon colored boxers. the button down shirt he was wearing was open in the front, exposing his hairy, muscular chest. His legs were spread slightly, one leg slightly bent. This allowed the fabric to fall open, where Sean had a pretty good view of the head of the man's huge cock. A wave of excitement passed through him as he wondered what it would be like to have this older adult use his skinny little ass. "Passed out." he whispered ever-so-softly to his buddy. Grinning, he took his cock in hand and began to stroke it, quickly picking up speed. Sam stood outside the Den doorway, watching his friend jack off in the same room where his dad could possible wake up and catch him. He was surprised to still be so turned on that his cock was still rock-hard. His friend motioned for him. He didn't think he'd be able to move, but he managed to walk over to his friend. Sean's hand went automatically to his friend's hard cock and began to stroke. The pleasure was almost too much for Sam to handle, his entire body shook with a delicious mixture of pleasure, excitement and fear. "Look....check out his cock, dude." Sean whispered softly into his ear, "You ever see it before? Fucker must be huge." Sam looked at the opening in his dad's boxer's and discovered that indeed he could see his old man's cock laying against his leg. "No...this is the first time....Christ, it is fuckin' big." He whispered. "Think he'll wake up....with us standing here, talking?" Sean whispered while kissing his buddy lightly on the neck. Sam surveyed the scene again. There were at least 12 empty beer cans, and those were the one's he could see...there were bound to be more on the floor beside the chair. Sam's dad loved his beer. "Nah...he's had better than a 12-pack....Mom used to come in and shake him and try to get him to wake up, now she doesn't bother anymore. He's out cold until morning." Sean digested this. "I wanna touch his pecker." he said aloud. Sam turned and looked his buddy in the face. Sean grinned, stroking Sam's stiff young meat faster. "God that feels so good," he sighed, and then said, "You're serious?" "Yeah." Sean sighed, "I mean, look at that fucker...don't you wanna check it out, or would that be too weird, since he's your dad and all?" "Well....." Sean moved in and kissed his friend softly on the mouth, tasting. Sam responded as their bodies touched. Grunts and moans that slowly increased in volume filled the room as they ground their young bodies together, their tight, hairless little asses pumping, flexing. Their hands wandering up and down each other. Sean finally broke the kiss. Grinning at his friend, he moved toward the sleeping man. Finally he stood before him, naked, jacking his cock. More adrenaline surged through his body as he sank to his knees. Sam watched hardly daring to breath as the other boy slowly lowered himself. He continued to stroke himself as well, his balls were aching, desparately needing release. Sean reached forward and touched the man on the chest, poking him with his index finger, once, twice. The man didn't move. He let himself breathe. His hand moved to the man's boxers, lifting the loose fabric upward, away from the object of his desire while studying the man's face for signs that he might awaken. Satisfied, he moved his hand forward, slowly lowering it onto the man's thick cock, watching his face as he let his fingers curl around it. Ever so gently, he began to fondle, squeezing lightly while his fingertips caressed the surface. The man's face did not change, but the huge man-dick began to grow in his hand. Sam watched, completely mesmurised as his best friend played with his dad's cock. He took a few tentative steps toward his friend, all the while his glances moved between his father's face and Sean's moving hand. Stopping when he saw his buddy begin to move his head slowly toward his father's crotch. "No fucking way," He whispered, his hand began moving on his stiff cock once again. Sean moved in, watching the man's face as he lifted the huge man-dick upright. He could smell the man's sweat....he was so close to blowing his load without even touching himself. Finally he arrived, he stuck out his tongue and licked the head. So fucking delicious. He opened wide, placing his mouth over the soft, warm head, gently sucking as his tongue moved over the surface. "Sweet Jesus." Sam whispered. He was so close to bursting that he could hardly stand it. Sean raised his head. "Come on." He whispered. Sam moved forward, finally hunkering down by his friend, their two heads side by side. Sean aimed the man's hard cock at his own son's mouth. Sam opened and moved forward, wrapping his lips over the swollen meat as his muscular young body trembled with delight, excitement and sheer terror. He began to move his mouth. "Yeaaahhhh.....suck it." Sean whispered, the same range of emotions flooding his own body. "Go down on it...suck it." Sam could not believe he was doing this as his mouth moved farther down on the man's stiff shaft. Sean moved his hand as the other boy's mouth moved downward as far as he could, then sucked upward. He glanced up at the man's face once again, still no change. He plunged down deep, pressing his lips tight against the veiney surface, then sucking upward again, lust taking over his little body, he began bobbing his head, sucking his father's hot cock. fInally he raised up, completely consumed with lust. "Suck it." he said. Sean moved in, sucking the man deep. "Ahhhh Christ that is so fucking hot." He said as he moved his hand back, finding his friend's ass crack and running his fingers downward, finding the sweet, warm little hole...knowing he would be fucking that hole soon...probably before the two left the house. Sean couldn't help himself, he was sucking the dude like a madman, his mouth flying up and down the man's throbbing prick. Sam was the first to notice that his father had began to tremble. "Dude...he's gonna cum...that'll wake 'em up!" Sam hissed. Sean contined to suck, completely consumed with lust, sucking faster, harder, twisting his mouth on the stiff man-pole. He heard Sam's warning but it didn't register so he continued his assualt, bobbing his little head faster still, pressing harder with his lips. He glanced up. The man's head had began to rock back and forth as a groan began deep within his body, finally escaping his mouth. Sean felt the huge cock swell in his mouth...he knew it was time to leave. "Go!" Sean hissed. The two scrambled, keeping low. They made it to the doorway and peeked back inside. The man's hand now lay on his cock, pointing it down his leg, pushing on it hard as his ass left the chair. "Uuuuugghhhhhhhh!!" He cried as his cock erupted. A thick white rope flew, spattering down on the coffee table. Subsequent squirts landed on the man's naked leg and on his boxers. His eyes flew open then, Sean and Sam ducked out of sight quickly. "Huh?" They heard him say as their hearts hammered in their chests. In the other room the man glanced around, wondering what had happened, then slumped in the chair without fanfare. A few seconds later, the boys peeked back into the room. It appeared as though the man had passed out once again, sleeping the deep sleep of the sexually satisfied. "Holy fuck!" Sam whispered as he heard the man's snores. "That was so fucking hot!" "No shit!" Sean said, "Come on...let's check out his load." The two entered the room quietly, although the man was snoring louder than ever now. Sean leaned over the coffee table. "Holy shit dude...awesome." he said as he scooped up a fingerfull of the stuff, instantly placing it in his mouth. "Mmmmmmm...fuckin' good shit, man...come here." He said as he scooped up more of the mess, holding it out for his friend. Sam had never eaten cum before, but right now he was so out of control he figured he'd do anything. "Here," Sean said, "Eat." Sam opened his mouth and sucked the thick goo off his friend's fingers. "Mmmmmmmmmmmm." He sighed. "Yeah, that's it." Sean said, as his buddy continued to suck at his fingers."Good stuff, huh?" "Yeah....more." "Here." Sean pointed to thick gobs of the stuff on Sam's father's leg. Sam move to the man immediately, licking the mess off his leg, swallowing and going back for more. Sean knelt beside his friend, moving his hand downward, finding the boy's ass-crack, sliding his fingers gently downward to his moist, warm hole. Sam raised his head. "Mmmmmmmmmmm." He sighed, "Fuck me." "Not now, buddy...it's my turn." "Yeah....where we goin?" "Over there...the couch." Sean said, gesturing with his head. He stood while Sam went back, sucking more stray spurts from his dad's boxers. "Come here, buddy." Sean said. Sam turned from his sleeping father and approached his friend. Sean had lay down on the couch face first, his right leg hanging over the side, spread wide. Sam dropped to his knees between the other boy's legs immediately. "You gotta get me nice and wet, dude...you don't have to do it the way I did you....you can spit on your hand if you want." When Sean had licked Sam's asshole, he wasn't sure at the time if he would be able to return the favor. Now, raw teenage lust ruled him. He never dreamed he would ever do anything like this, but he was ready to explode. He moved his face to Sean's sweet little pink hole. He was surprised that it didn't smell bad at all, a combination of soap and sweat, the latter turning him on even more. He moved in, inhailing through his nose. He stuck out his tongue, taking a tentative lick. The feeling of the tight little ring on his tongue was awesome. "Ahhhhhh." Sean sighed. Sam moved in again, licking slowly at first...then lust took him. He buried his face in his buddy's ass-crack, licking him deep, slurping, sucking at his buddy's asshole. Sam's hot tongue up his willing asshole was more than Sean could handle. He felt himself dialate, relaxing completely. Sam took full advantage, plunging his tongue inside, grunting like an animal as he ate his friend. "Ahhhhhhhh God, Sammy....eat me....eat my fuckin' hole.....ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhh." Sean's cries of pleasure only made Sam work harder still, munching noisily on the tasty little puckered hole, licking it like a lolipop, then stuffing his tongue in as far as he could, fucking him with it. "Jesus Sam...climb on, ride my ass." "Yeaahhh...fuck yeahhh." Sam stood, spitting on his hand. He rubbed his slick spit onto his throbbing cock. Aiming at the pink little slit, Sam pushed forward, entering the boy easily. "Ahhhhhhhhh my fucking God." He moaned as his friend's tight asshole swallowed his cock. "Ahhhhh Jesus.....fuck me." Sean moaned. Grinning, Sam began to pump his hips, watching his slick young meat slide in and out, picking up speed until finally, his hips were slapping noisily against his buddy's butt-cheeks. "AhhhhhhChrist, buddy....not gonna last long....Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." "Go as long as you can.....then feed me your fuckin' cum......ahhhh my GOD buddy.....FUCK me!" Sean cried as tingles surged through his asshole. His buddy wasn't as big as the previous lays he had, but it was just as nice....even better was just knowing it was the guy of his countless jack-off fantasies - finally come true. Sam picked up speed, his tight little ass a blur. Behind the coupling pair, lustful young eyes watched. **** 11 year old Wyatt had gone to bed early, completely disappointed that he wasn't camping out with Justin. At the last second, just as he had donned his backpack and headed for the door, the phone rang. Justin. Grounded. The stupid fucker had tried to take a bottle of wine from his parents stash and put it in the tent. Wyatt had told him earlier if he wanted to slam a couple beers that he would provide said beers. His father, the fucking beer lush had so much on hand he never knew when a few were missing. Hell, Sam and his buddy Sean drank a few every weekend. But, NOOOOO, the stupid fuck had to get caught stealing wine, of all things. Wyatt hated wine. So Wyatt had gone to bed without telling anyone. He could have called Jacob or that idiot Robby, but decided on going to bed. He wanted to stay with his best friend, since that was out of the question, then fuck it. For a boy who had planned to stay up half the night, he had fell asleep almost immediately, he hadn't even played with himself, which had become his favorite hobby lately. He and Justin had even began doing it together, seeing who could get the tingles first. A couple weeks ago, they had decided to try to do each other. This was done with multiple swears to secrecy - in the end they figured if they both did it, then neither one would tell. Justin had did him first, and man, that had felt so fine! It was so cool when you could lace your fingers behind your head and relax and let the feeling come to you. He did Justin's after that...he never said anything, but he had loved the way the other boy's stiff little meat had felt in his hand - hot, throbbing, rock hard and silky soft all at the same time. He had also got off on the grunts and moans his buddy made while he was stroking it. The two had jacked each other to 5 dry cums each that night, with Justin's final cries of pleasure coming at close to 3 AM. Exhausted, the boys slept almost until noon. That wasn't even the best part. Last week Justin had suggested that they try sucking each other....only because it would probably feel so awesome. He even said that he would do Wyatt first, but that Wyatt had better not back down when it was HIS turn to be sucked. Wyatt didn't have to be convinced...he had actually had the thought himself the week before. He didn't tell Justin, but he would have even gone first. He figured if the dude's dick felt sweet in his hand, it would probably be even better in his mouth. So Wyatt lay back, his hands laced behind his head as usual, only this time his friend was down between his legs. He felt his friend's breath on his dick first and knew then that this was going to be the best ever. He was not disappointed. When his buddy's lips closed around his stiff little meat, he had groaned right away. Less than a minute later, he was arching his back, moaning as the tingles hit him as never before. When it was his turn to service his friend, Wyatt didn't want it to end....Justin's cock not only felt good, it TASTED good too....he could have sucked it all night. Finally, the two ended up in a multiple-orgasm 69 that had lasted better than an hour. Afterward they talked for better than an hour, trying to describe the feelings. Justin had even confessed that he could suck Wyatt all night, that he loved his "tasty little dick." Wyatt made the same confession, wishing he had been brave enough to speak first. The next morning, a wrestling bout ended up with Justin lying on top of Wyatt...minutes later their underwear fell away...Wyatt spread his legs as the other boy humped him, grinding his stiff little dick into his own. They orgasmed at the same time, playing off each other's moans. They layed together like that for a while, Wyatt wanting deparately to kiss his buddy....he figured that maybe tonight was the night.... ....then the stupid shit got busted. "Why'd ja do that?" Wyatt had said over the phone, then lowering his voice he said, "I wanted to do it tonight...Jesus, dude!" "Yeah....me too. I fucked up, I'm sorry." "Just remember next time if you wanna get a buzz, I will bring a few brews, ok?" Justin had agreed and the two said goodbye. Now, Wyatt was awake. He looked at the clock....only 1 AM. He figured if he would have been out with Justin, he would still be awake, sucking, humping. He began to get a stiff. "Fantastic...all hard and no one to do." he said aloud to himself. He sat up in bed and grabbed his cell phone. 'Hey - R U awake?' - he typed, then hit SEND. He waited, holding his phone in his right hand while his left slipped inside his briefs, rubbing the hardness there. His phone vibrated. 'Yeah - 2 horny 2 sleep - LOL' Wyatt grinned. 'Call me.' SEND His phone vibrated almost immediately, he answered. "Hey." Justin said softly. "Hey - What's up?" "I am." Justin said, then giggled. "Yeah, me too." "What're you wearing." "Fruit of the loom." "Take 'em off." Justin breathed. "Ohh...kinky." "Just do it." "Ok, ok." Wyatt sat his phone on the night stand and slipped his briefs off. "Done." he said, "You?" "Hell I've been naked in my room since I hung up with you the last time." "You playing with it now?" "Yeah." "Send me a picture." Wyatt waited a few seconds, then a picture came through. Justin's hairless 11-year-old cock was standing up proudly. "Nice....damn, to think I could have been sucking that for hours now." "Yeah, way to make me feel better, buddy." "Sorry." "Now you send one." Wyatt turned on his bedside lamp to get a better shot. He placed his thumb behind his cock, standing it straight up, then sent the picture. "Fuckin' A....nice." "Thanks." "You playin' with it?" "Yeah." Wyatt said. "Do it faster...jack on it." "Ok...you doin' yours too?" "Yeah." Justin said, his voice a bit shaky. "I wish I was there....I'd suck you so hard." "Yeah...ditto." Wyatt said, his own voice shaking as he picked up speed. "You're jackin' hard now, aren't ya?" "Yeahhh." "Yeahh...me too." "Fuuuck...feels good." "Yeahhhhh...ahhhhhhhhh...gettin' close....fuuck." "Ahhh yeahh...me too....Jesus...." "Ahhhhhhh fuck buddy," Justin moaned, "Gettin' it.....ahhh so gooood." "Yeah...me too Uhhhhhhhh god!" "Uhhh!" Justin yelped softly, "Uhhhhhh!" "AHHH!" AhhhYEAH!" Wyatt cried as his naked ass left the bed, his hand pounding his little pecker. "Ahhhhhhhhh.....ahhhhhhhhhhh.....ahhhhhhhhhhh." Justin sighed, "Ahhhhhh so goooooood." "Ahhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhh." Wyatt moaned as the tingles took him. Both boys lay still for a second, Wyatt still hanging onto his cock, Justin had turned his loose, watching it bounce to the beat of his heart. "Jesus....so good, dude." Justin said finally. "When will you be out of the slammer?" Wyatt panted. "Should be by next weekend....someone's coming down the hall dude, gotta run!" "See ya!" Wyatt flipped his phone shut, then grinned as he pictured his still-hard buddy grabbing for the covers. Wyatt was wide awake now. "Milk...I need milk." The boy said to no one. He grabbed his tighty-whitey's off the bed, stepped into them and slipped them over his cute little rump. He slipped silently down the carpeted steps...he knew his dad was in the den..the fuckin' drunk was probably passed out. He could hear the TV, sounded like a sports announcer with highlights of the game. As he decended the steps, another noise came to his ears. The first thing he saw when he peeked around the corner was his brother Sam, he was naked, lying over his friend, Sean. Wyatt stepped back quickly, leaning against the wall. "Jesus!" he mouthed, then peeked around again. He was at a perfect angle. Sean lay on the couch, spread out wide with one leg on the floor. The 11 year old could see the whole thing perfectly - his brother's stiff cock stuffed up his buddy's ass - his balls flopped as his cock slipped in and out. "AhhhhhhGOD...fuck me!" Sean cried, Sam answered the call by raising up on his arms, hammering his cock into the other boy. Wyatt's hand was in his briefs again. Christ....they're fuckin'! He thought, something he and Justin had not tried yet. The the boy remembered that this was where his father was, drinking himself into a stupor before Wyatt had gone to bed...where was he now? He glanced across the room and saw his father. He appeared to be passed out....he knew a hydrogen bomb wouldn't wake his drunk ass up right now. He figured this one one of his brother's "adrenaline rush" stunts. Sam didn't know it, but his little brother had witnessed several of these. He had watched him walk outside naked in the dead of night, watched him sit on the front steps and jack off. He had even witnessed a couple of the "front yard dash" games he played with Sean. His eyes wandered back to his brother, his sexy, naked ass, his balls bouncing as he fucked, his asshole winking. His hand began to move in his undies Wyatt loved to lay in bed at night and listen to his brother jack off, his little dick tenting his undies as Sam's soft moans and sighs filled the small room they shared. Sometimes when Sam was absolutely certain that his pesky brother was asleep, he would turn on the bedside lamp and slip off his unders...Wyatt would watch, his eyes narrowed down to slits as his brother's sexy young body writhed, and then his favorite part....Sam's back would arch as squirt after squirt of white cum shot from his cock. Wyatt couldn't do that yet, but he couldn't wait until it happened for him. Justin said that they were "dry cumming" now, which meant it would be soon. Most times Sam would reach under his bed for a rag he kept there, but sometimes, the boy would run his fingers through the sticky mess and then shove them into his mouth. Wyatt wondered what the stuff tasted like. Then finally, when he heard his brother's snores he would shuck off his own undies and jack his own cock, sometimes even twice while he ran the scene over in his mind. Now, he would have a fantasy that he could use for many nights to come...that is if he didn't fuck up and get caught. Wyatt pushed his undies down slightly in order to play with his balls while he jacked. "Ahhhh Christ....gettin' close man." Sam moaned. Wyatt knew he was gonna squirt....he hoped that Sam would pull out and shoot it all over his buddy's ass...he figured that would be fuckin' hot. "I want it in my mouth....feed it to me." Sean replied. Yeah! Wyatt thought, Fucker's gonna swallow it! "Ahhh God....YEAH!" Sam cried as he picked up speed, fucking his buddy like an animal, "UUUUUHHHHH!! CUMIN'!" He groaned. He pulled out and began jacking his cock and moving quickly up to his friend's mouth, not quite making it in time. Wyatt watched the first shot rocket from his brother's pecker, splashing young Sean in the face. "Ahhhhhhhhh GOD Yeahhhhh!" Sam cried. Sean managed to open wide for the next one - the 11 year old watched as the shot squirted directly into Sean's mouth, covering his tongue. The boy began to swallow as he covered the slick young cock with his hungry mouth....it was all Wyatt could do to keep from getting off right then. Cum ran down Sean's face as he sucked his friend....Wyatt could see the boy's throat work as he swallowed again and again. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm." Sean moaned as he swallowed the last of the stuff. He backed off and looked up at his friend. Sam was panting hard. "Man, that's some good stuff." Sean said. "You gonna fuck me now?" Sam asked. Ohhhh...yes...please please please. Wyatt thought. "Nah....next time, buddy.....put your mouth on me....please...wanna cum so bad." Sam didn't need to be asked twice as he situated himself between his friend's legs. Wyatt was going wild with lust, watching the Drake kid's head rock back and forth with pleasure as his older brother slurped up and down like a starving boy, working hard for the liquid reward he would soon receive. Sean placed his hands on the back of Sam's head. "Ahhhhhh Christ, buddy....suck it....suck....ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh....feels so gooooood." Then, seconds later, Sean's cries began. "Ahhh God...Yeah....Ahhhh suck it, yeah....fuckin' cummin'...UUUGGGHHHHHH!!!" he cried as he sweet young ass left the couch, his head whipping back and forth as the orgasm took control of his lithe little body. "Aghhhhhhhhh...yeaaahhhhhhhhh.....swallow it, buddy......ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeah." He moaned as his cock began to pulsate, spewing his thick load into his friend's waiting mouth. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm......mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm....mmmmmmmmmmmmmm" Sam moaned. Wyatt watched his throat work as he swallowed his friend's offering. Wyatt then noticed Sean raise his head. He knew it was time to leave. He reached down, pulling up his undies, then silently slipped away. "Mmmmmm....soooo good." Sean whispered. Sam grinned, still licking the head of his friend's cock. "I never thought I'd do something like this." "God, I've wanted you for so long....I can't believe it's happening either." Raising up, Sam said: "Let's go back to the tent." "Yeah," Sean said, grinning, knowing the evening had just started. *** Wyatt watched the two boys walk by from the confines of the downstairs bathroom. When he was confident that they were gone, he walked out of the little room and climbed the stairs to the room he shared with his brother, the glass of milk he had wanted completely forgotten. He got into bed, running the events of the evening over in his head: His sexy brother fucking his friend....then sucking him off. He wondered how he would use this information - other than for jack-off purposes. Running several fantasies through his head, which included sex with his brother, sex with Sean Drake, with all three of them together...and even one with the three of them and his friend Justin, Wyatt began to jack off. He figured that it would probably never go that far, but hell, he could fantasize anyway. At this point he had no clue that it would actually go further than he could possibly imagine. 3 orgasms later young Wyatt finally slept, laying naked on top of the covers, his sore little dick still in his right hand. *** Hey guys! Just a warning, the next chapter contains some man/boy stuff, (the man is much older than Franco) so if you are not into that, best to stop reading here. 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