Date: Wed, 12 Jul 2017 10:58:41 -0400
From: Fmhar1969@aol.com
Subject: Fireman's Son, Chapter 30

Archive: "Fireman's Son, Chapter 30" {Rob} (B oral)

This is the continuation of the story covering the weekend and a few days
at the beginning of the school year that changes the relationship between
Steve and Jim.

I hope you enjoyed Chapter 29 and also hope you're pleasantly surprised
that this posting follows so soon after it. My computer was acting up last
week and wouldn't let me send Chapter 29. While I kept trying, I just
started writing this chapter. I always enjoy writing about Steve and Jim. I
hope you enjoy reading. Rob at fmhar1969@aol.com.

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The Fireman's Son Chapter 30 – Jim Home from Baseball Camp-Sunday

	Sunday morning Steve's mom let him sleep. He had been still
sleeping when she got home from her day with her sister-in-law, and he had
seemed still tired all through dinner and the evening. When he finally got
up and came downstairs, she said, "I talked to Jim's mom this morning, and
she said they were letting him sleep in while they went to church since he
got in from the lake so late and seemed to be tired out. Why don't you
surprise him by calling on your new phone."
	"I wouldn't want to wake him up. If he was that tired, he may still
be sleeping."
	"Oh, hon, it's after ten o'clock. You're up, and you were pretty
tired last night. He'll probably be awake."
	"Okay, I'll call him after I eat some cereal."
	"And I've got some cinnamon rolls from that great bakery that Aunt
Peggy goes to."
	"Yum! Yum! Bring `em on!" Steve said with a grin. His mom knew how
much he loved those sweet, cinnamon rolls.
	After eating and helping clean up Steve went to his room and called
Jim's house on his new phone. It rang and rang until finally there was a
pickup. "Hey. Who's this?" he heard his buddy's voice say.
	"Hey. It's me. I didn't wake you, did I?"
	"No. But I'm just still in bed. Where are you? I almost didn't
answer this number."
	"I'm home. You'll never guess, buddy! My mom and dad got me a
cellphone! Mom gave it to me yesterday! You gotta get your folks to get you
one!"
	"Yeah. I hope they'll get me one now that I made the team. My dad
sort of hinted when we were at my grandparents that they might. Most of the
guys on the team have one."
	"Oh yeah, buddy! The Varsity! That's so exciting! I know how much
you were hoping to make it. You must be really happy. I never doubted. I
knew you would be picked! You're too good to stay on the JV. Now I can brag
that my best friend is on the varsity baseball team. Did you have a good
time yesterday? Did any of the guys bring their girl friends?"
	"Naw, but there were some boats with girls in them that came around
during the afternoon, chicks lying out on the decks in bikinis, hangin' on
the sides. Some of the older guys swam out and got in with them, but they
didn't stay long. The action on the beach and in the water was just a bunch
of guys swimming, skiing, winding down from camp. Shootin' the shit. There
were nets set up for volleyball. Some of the seniors had beer in their
trucks. I had a few. There were some guys from Franklin there. Some I knew
and some others, friends of Jakes's and the others."
	A momentary worry flashed through Steve's head when he thought of
the three Franklin baseball players he had gotten it on with earlier in the
summer. (See Chapter 16.)
	"Some guys from other teams at school came around, some of the
players from the basketball team. Jon and Jim White were there. They asked
about you. Said they hadn't seen you since the first of the summer. A few
footballers showed up, even a few wrestlers. There were 50 or 75 guys,
maybe a hundred. The team was there all day. The others were coming and
going all during the day. We had a big bonfire after dark and sat around
talking about the team's prospects for the year and joking about girls and
sex, just acting crazy. That's when I had the beers. I rode out with Jake,
and we stayed `til late, then went cruising around town."
	"So, buddy, I'm horny as hell," Jim continued. "I'm lying here in
bed with a really hard cock thinking about that hot mouth of yours. I ain't
had any relief except my hand in more'n four weeks. I could really use some
cock service. How `bout gettin' over here and giving me a blowjob, or two,
or three!? My parents are going to eat at the club with the Blairs after
church. You know Gary Blair, he's a senior on the team. He was asking me
about you yesterday.  Mom and Dad won't be home `til after two
o'clock. We'll have plenty of time for you to drain my balls.
	Steve noticed something different in Jim's tone, but attributed it
to his horniness. "I sort of know him. His parents and mine are
friends. I've met him with them a few times....I'll check with Mom, but I
know she'll say yes. I'll be there in fifteen minutes."
	"Make it ten! Come to the back door, I'll go down and let you
in. Me and my hard cock will be waiting for you!"
	Steve grabbed his swimsuit and ran downstairs. "Mom, Jim wants me
to come over so we can catch up. We might go to the pool for a last
swim. Maybe grab something at the stand in the park later."
	"Okay, sweetie. Don't be too late. You had a busy day yesterday,
and remember you've got to get up early tomorrow morning. Time to get back
on schedule!"
	"Yeah, first day of school!" he yelled as he ran out the door.
	Steve sped over on his bicycle. He glanced at his watch as he
propped it in the back of Jim's house and hurried to the back door. He'd
made it in ten minutes! The door opened, and he rushed in. He stopped short
as the door closed behind him. His buddy was stark naked, his cock hard and
dripping precum! He really was horny!
	Jim walked over and stood leaning against the cabinet. "Down,
buddy! I need to feel that hot mouth sucking this big cock of mine. I'm so
horny. I've been thinking about those blowjobs you gave me right here in
the kitchen before I left the whole time I've been gone. I need you to suck
me real bad just like you did then, right now!"
	Steve stepped toward muscle-stud standing before him. As he did, he
automatically noticed that his buddy was even bigger, more muscular than he
remembered from four weeks ago. He seemed taller. Hard exercise, long
12-hour days of practice and training at camp had enlarged, defined the
muscles Jim already had been blessed with. The passage of four weeks had
other effects on his teenaged body. There was more hair on his chest,
running down and around his hard abs. The dark forest that surrounded his
cock and balls and spread across his groin and upper thighs was thicker,
more pronounced. The thick cock that was standing out from his bush,
dripping its cock-honey seemed to be larger. Steve dropped to his knees
before this god and took his best friend's cock into his mouth. He opened
wide and pushed forward. He felt the big head hit against the entrance to
his throat and then press in and down.
	"Oh God! Yes! Just like that! Swallow my big boner! Swallow me!
Suck it, buddy! Just like you did before! Oh god yeah! It's so good!" the
older boy moaned as he took hold of his friend's head and pulled him hard
up against his muscular body, burying his thick rammer all the way down and
forcing Steve's face into his dark-haired bush. "Oh shit! Oh shit! I'm not
gonna last!"
	Working his throat muscled around the invader, wanting to give his
best friend the best blowjob he could, but finally needing to get some air,
the cock-sucking boy struggled to pull away. Jim relaxed his hold and Steve
pulled off the cock that had filled him up.
	"Not yet! Not yet! Let me cool you down a little," he mumbled as he
moved down to begin sucking and licking on the hairy sack dangling between
the stud's strong thighs. "Just cool down a little while I make you feel
good down here," Steve said as he sucked one ball into his mouth and washed
it with his tongue, then the other. His wet tongue slurped around and down
onto the underside of the hanging bag. Jim widened his stance as his big
balls rolled around in their hair-covered sack on his buddy's nose, his
cock drooling snot into the boy's hair and onto his forehead as he licked
and slurped. He felt the lapping tongue in the crease of the sensitive area
that ran from his balls to his asshole.
	"Uh! Uh! I gotta cum! Take my cock back down your throat. Suck me!
Suck me!" the jock stud growled as he pulled back and dragged the slimy
glans, the meatus pumping out precum, down Steve's face and jammed it into
his mouth, forcibly tightening his grip on his friend's head as he pumped
it with short fuck-strokes into the spasming throat. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
Take it! Take my load! I've been dreaming about this! Take my cum! Swallow
it! Swallow it, cock-sucker!" the frenzied baseball player screamed as he
pumped spurt after spurt of hot teen cum down into his best friend's belly.
	His balls finally emptied of their first load, he pulled his cock
out of Steve's mouth and slumped down beside him on the kitchen floor. As
the two boys leaned panting against one another, the older teen groaned,
"Fuck! I needed that! You're the best, buddy. You do me so good. You're the
best friend a guy could ever have.
	As Steve leaned forward to take the big lump of softened cockmeat
in his mouth to clean it off, he said, "That's what I want. I just want to
make you feel good, Jim."
	"I know, buddy. I know." After Steve had sucked for a while, Jim
felt his cock begin to come alive again. "Fuck, Steve, you're gonna make me
hard again. I told you I needed it bad. I'm gonna unload again, but first,
what I need right now is to take a piss," he said as he started to get
up. Steve pushed down on his thighs as he tried to rise and kept sucking on
the hardening prick. "I'll give you another load, buddy, in fact I'll give
you more than another one, but I gotta take a piss." Steve shook his head
and refused to let the cock out of his mouth. "You gonna make me piss in
your mouth. Come on, little buddy, let me up." Another shake of the younger
boy's head. "You want me to piss in your mouth? You want me to use you for
my pisser?"
	"Uh huh."
	"Shit! That is so gross! You want to drink my piss? Shit no!" the
older teen forcibly pulled himself from Steve's restraining hands and stood
up, turning quickly away and heading for the lavatory in the hall outside
the kitchen. "Get upstairs on my bed. I'm gonna come up and fuck your mouth
again and feed you another load of cum.... Piss?... Fuck!"
	A disappointed and somewhat fearful Steve slowly got up from the
floor and made his way up to Jim's room. After the first time drinking
Jake's piss and then his dad's and Mr. Sim's and Matt's and then Roger and
Greg yesterday, he was looking forward to tasting Jim's. He still knew he
wouldn't want to do it with everyone he sucked, but he had come to enjoy it
with special ones. When he got to Jim's room, he thought about taking off
his clothes, but decided against it. He didn't know how Jim would
react. After kicking off his shoes, he laid down on the bed fully clothed.
	Jim came into the room and walked over to stand beside the bed. "I
think you need to be naked like me. Get your clothes off!" Steve quickly
stripped off his shorts, t-shirt and underwear. "Good. I like you being
naked," the older boy said as he climbed on the bed and straddled across
Steve's chest, pinning his arms at his side.
       His big half-hard cock that was fast regaining its full hardness and
hair-covered balls hung down on Steve's chest just below his chin. He
scooted up slightly, lifting his cock and letting it rest on Steve's closed
lips. "You like this? You like me being on top of you? You like my hard
cock on your mouth? Open up and lick it with your tongue. That's good!"
After a bit, he rose up higher so his cock was pointing down slightly
toward Steve's mouth. Steve got a slight taste of the remains of piss that
lingered on the head. Then he tasted precum as it began to ooze out of the
open meatus. "Kiss it! Pucker up and kiss my knob!"
      Steve did as he was ordered, kissing the big cockhead with his soft
lips. He pressed his tongue into the slit, seeking out the nutty-tasting
slime. As he caressed the pink, helmet-shaped glans with his lips and
tongue, Jim rose up higher, pressing the head and another inch into Steve's
mouth. At the same time, he placed his hands tightly on each side of his
friend's head. "Suck! I'm gonna fuck you, cocksucker! You like sucking my
cock, I'm gonna fuck it to you! I know you want it this way! You want to
make me feel good! You'd do anything for me! You'd even drink my piss!
Shit! Well, you're gonna let me fuck your mouth like it was a pussy! I
hadn't got no pussy yet, but we're gonna play like your mouth is a pussy!
That okay with you?"
      Steve's eyes were wide as he looked up into the eyes of his best
friend who was staring down at him with a grin on his lips. He was a little
afraid, but he nodded his head slightly.
      "Yeah! I thought so! I've been remembering the last times you sucked
me, just before I left. I've been remembering and thinking about those
sucks for the past four weeks while I was beatin' off every day. I realized
you liked it when I took charge, a little rough! You liked it when I was
rough just now, in the kitchen again. You're my best buddy! You just want
to make me feel good! You been sucking my cock for almost a year now and I
never thought of you as a cocksucker. Some of the guys at camp were always
talking about cocksuckers. Wishing we had a cocksucker to take care of us
those three weeks at camp. They talked about how a cocksucker could suck
cock better than any chick. It just sort of clicked. That's what you
are. What you've been. You're my cocksucker. You're my best little
cocksucker, aren't you?"
      Steve nodded his head again, the two friends' eyes still locked
together.
	"I'm gonna go slow. I know we haven't done it this way before. Just
open up, little buddy. Take me in! Gonna make me feel good! Real good!"  he
crooned as he slowly pressed his thick, hard cock down into Steve's
mouth. Feeling the resistance at the entrance to his throat, he said
softly, "Just relax and let me in. When the guys were talkin' about sex and
chicks and cocksuckers last night, one of the guys, Paul Phillips I think,
said this was the best way to do it, just like fucking a pussy. But you
gotta be gentle. Let the cocksucker get used to having a hard cock fucking
down into his throat, not having any control, accepting what his top guy
was doing. Oh yeah! Feel it goin' down! Swallow! Work your throat! That
makes it feel even better, they say. I know you can do that. You've done
that the other times you've sucked me. Oh! So good! Just a little more! I'm
gonna push in all the way now. Yeah!" he moaned as he once again covered
Steve's nose with his curly bush.
	Steve could feel the treasure trail on Jim's hard belly tickling
his eyelids and forehead, and he loved being under his best friend, serving
his needs, his wants. But! He needed air! He started to gag as he tried to
escape the choking weight. "Yeah! They said that was the best! When the
sucker starts to choke and his throat really goes to town on your cock! But
you got to be careful! Pull up and let him breathe before you push back in!
That's it, little buddy, get some air before I go back in all the way. Oh
fuck! So good! You're really making me feel good! My cock is so hard!" the
jock stud groaned as he established his up and down, in and out, fuck
motion. Soon: "I'm gonna shoot another big load, buddy! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!
Yes! Yes!" he yelled as he shot his second load straight down into Steve's
belly. Once again, just like downstairs in the kitchen, the younger boy was
disappointed not to get to taste, to savor, the cum offering. Spurt after
spurt shot out of throat-rammer directly down into his guts until Jim's
balls were emptied again. "Good thing the parents aren't here!" Jim said
with a laugh as he pulled his cock out and rolled off to lie next to his
best friend-cocksucker.
	"Oh, Jim. I'm so glad! I thought maybe you wouldn't want to do it
any more now...now that things have changed for you...making Varsity... and
everything."
	"Not want to do it anymore! You crazy!? What guy wouldn't want to
get his cock sucked by his best friend whenever he wanted!?"
	The two boys lay silently for a while, Steve pressed up against the
side of the bigger boy whose arm was cradling the younger boy's head, his
big hand resting on his shoulder. Steve was conscious of the hard muscles
of his friend's shoulder and bicep he head was resting on. He reached up
and rested his hand on the muscled plate of the pec nearest him. He rubbed
his fingers across the brown nubbin in its center then lightly teasing them
through the thicker hair that grew on his friend's chest.
	"Uhm, that feels good, buddy," Jim said as he pulled Steve closer.
	Steve moved his hand down onto the hard abs and ran his fingers
around the indented navel, ruffling the thicker hair that swirled around
the dimple.
	"That tickles!" the older boy said in a gruff giggle.
	"You want me to stop?"
	"No! Go lower! There's something waking up down there, waiting for
you."
	Steve grinned and moved his hand down to comb his fingers in the
luxuriant forest of his friend's pubic bush. He raised his head and looked
down to see the thick snake begin to stir. Already it was drooling from the
gaping slit. He ran his hand down and around the base giving it a gentle
squeeze before moving to cup the hairy sack with its two walnut-sized orbs
and give it a firm caress.
	"Oh yeah! Squeeze my balls! Get `em riled up again! Get `em working
on my next load! Uhmm! It's getting' hard! Feel it, buddy! Feel it gettin'
hard again just for you!"
	Steve moved his hand up to wrap it around the hardening shaft. He
could feel the blood pumping through the prominent veins as it filled the
thick stalk into hardness. He slowly moved his hand up to the corolla where
the precum oozing from the slit had already made the head and the top of
the shaft immediately below the prominent ridge slippery. He cupped his
hand to cover the top of the meaty knob, slicking his palm with the viscous
fluid before moving it back down to grasp the shaft and stroking up and
down the steely tower of flesh.
	"Ohhh fuck, buddy! Jack me! Oh yeah! Just like that! Jack me slow!
Squeeze a little harder! Oh yeah! Sooo good! Feels soo goood!" the
still-horny jock groaned. "You're so good. You know just how to make a
guy's dick feel good. Oh yeees! A little faster! Yeah, just like that! Oh
yeah! Rub around the head! Now back down to the base! Yes! Yes! I'm about
to come, buddy! You're gonna make me come again!"
	Without taking his hand away from the tumid pole, Steve rose up and
moved over the muscular thigh he was beside to kneel between Jim's legs,
forcing the moaning stud to spread. "No! No cumming yet! I've got to suck
you first! I want it in my mouth. I want to taste it this time." He bent
down and once again began lapping and slobbering on Jim's hairy scrotum.
	"Oh fuck, Steve. That feels so good – eatin' up my hairy sack,
pushin' my balls around with your tongue!"
	"Spread your legs wider. Raise your butt up a little. That's good,"
Steve said as he buried his face in his friend's crotch until he was
licking under his balls and down lower, slobbering up and down on the area
where the scrotum lost itself in the dark hairs that began to run back into
the asscrack. Pointing his tongue slightly, Steve began to tease the ridge
that marked the perineum as it ran back toward the asshole.
       After a few swipes and teases as far back as he could reach and some
low moans from Jim, Steve ran his again flattened-out tongue up and over
the ball-bag, around the hairy base of the cock and up the shaft to glide
over the glans, picking up a thick gob of the slimey stuff, around the
sensitive ridge and, opening his mouth wide, down the thick shaft to bury
the knob and the top inch his welcoming throat.
       "Oh fuck! Steve buddy. Suck my cock! Suck my cock! I need to cum
bad!" Steve obligingly concentrated all his efforts on bringing his best
friend to a roaring climax. His mouth was filled with the warm,
nutty-tasting cream that he loved so much. Rising up, he moved to kneel
beside Jim as the muscular stud twitched through his post-orgasm. Finally,
the spent youth raised up and, leaning back on the pillows against the
headboard, turned to look at his younger friend. Seeing the boy's closed
mouth, he grinned and said, "Open."
       Steve opened his mouth to show that it was full to overflowing with
the cloudy outpouring of his friend's balls. Jim stuck one of his big
fingers in the open mouth and swabbed it around in the mess. Steve closed
his mouth around the thick finger, but still didn't swallow. Taking his
finger out and running it across the boy's eyelids and down his nose, the
stud jock said, "You like my cum in your mouth. You like the way it tastes,
don't you little buddy?" Steve nodded his head. "Okay, swallow."
       Steve swallowed and Jim reached out and pulled him up against him as
the two slid down to lie once again side by side. "You're my best friend,
my best buddy. You know that, don't you?" Steve nodded. "You're my special
cocksucker, aren't you?" Steve nodded again. "You'll always be my special
cocksucker! I don't care who else's cocks you suck. I don't care how many
cocks you suck, You'll always be my special cocksucker. You know that don't
you?" Steve nodded and laid his head and Jim's chest. "We've got lots of
new things ahead of us, lots of changes, but we'll always be the same, best
friends, best buddies, no matter what I do, no matter what you do."
       They lay together for a long time. Finally, Steve said, "I brought
my suit with me. You want to go down to the pool for a last day of summer
swim?"
       "I wish I could, but I promised my folks I'd spent the rest of the
afternoon and evening with them. In fact, we better get out of this bed and
get some clothes on. They'll be home from the club soon."