Date: Sat, 27 Mar 2010 08:58:51 -0700 (PDT) From: Jon D Subject: Growing Up Navy - 22 (Revised) Disclaimer: This is a work of FICTION. Any similarity between my characters and real people, places, or events is merely a coincidence. This story contains descriptions of imagined sexual activity between teenage boys and between brothers. If you are not 18 years old or if it is illegal where you live to read material of this kind, please stop here. If this story might offend you please go to another site. You are invited to send comments or story ideas to Playbuddy123@yahoo.com Growing Up Navy - 22 Chief Wolters folded Jared's letter, tucked it back into its envelope, and then added it to the stack. He smiled at his habit of saving all his mail when he was deployed. "So I can read them a second or third time," He once explained to a colleague. "It helps me keep in touch with things back home." The Chief turned over the picture of Christopher Jared had included. He'd written, "The boy of my dreams" on the back. It felt strange to read something like that coming from his son, but as the Chief looked at Christopher's face, he could see the smile and the twinkle in his eyes. The Chief sighed and shook his head softly. "We're going to have a lot to talk about." It was at that moment Henderson burst through the hatch. "Department head meeting just ended, Chief," his steward gushed. "Word is we're going home!" The Chief was annoyed. "Weren't you taught how to knock and wait for permission to enter, Sailor?" He barked. Henderson stepped back and straightened up. "Yes, Sir, sorry, Sir!" A hint of a smile crossed the Chief's face and he relaxed. "So, is this the real deal, or just scuttlebutt?" he chuckled softly. "Nothing official, but you know I have good sources!" Henderson said quickly, with a bit of a grin. The Chief smiled. "Yeah, I have to admit you're right more times than you're wrong. I guess I better go talk to the boss." The Chief was stopped three more times on his way to Engineering. Each time some guy wanted to tell him the same news. Their smiles told the story. The crew had the feeling this was the real deal. "It's official, Chief," the head of Engineering told him as he walked into the compartment. "We're relieved as soon as the TR gets here." The USS Theodore Roosevelt, another Nimitz class carrier, was a few years newer than the Ike. In fact the TR was the fourth ship in the series. She was also based out of Norfolk. "Let's keep things squared away. Double check everything. If we let them take their eyes off the ball, somebody could get hurt." "Aye, Sir," the Chief smiled, "I'll see to it." The Chief went back to work. He knew it was his job to keep the crew focused and following procedures. The safety of the ship depended upon it. One slip up could cause disaster. "But," he thought to himself, "There's no avoiding it, heading home was going to be on everybody's mind, including his. * * * * In the weeks after the ski trip, life returned to what passed for routine for Jared. School work, helping his mom around the house, shuttling his brother from place to place, and trying to find time to be with Christopher, all blended together. * * * * "Will you take me over to see Jennifer?" Matty asked his brother one Saturday morning. Jared was finishing up his breakfast while reading the sports page of the paper. "I guess so," Jared said without much enthusiasm. "What are you going to do?" "I dunno, she just asked if I wanted to come over." Jared smiled, "You hoping to get a little something?" he teased. Matty blushed. "Never mind, you don't have to answer that." Jared grinned. * * * * Matty was pleased to see Jennifer was smiling when she opened the door to the house. "Hi, Matthew," she said with a grin. "Hi, Jennifer," he smiled back. "Mom's going to drop us off at the mall." "Great!" Matty grinned, pleased with the thought of having a day alone with his girl. Four hours later he was back in the truck with Jared on his way home. "So, how did it go?" Jared asked as Matty sat staring out the window. "Boring!" Matty groaned. "How could it be boring? You just spent four hours with the girl that gives you a wet dream almost every night!" Jared laughed. "She was shopping for jeans," Matty explained. "Have you ever had to sit around a girl's clothing department?" Jared winced. "Yeah, I remember when mom would make us sit on that little bench by the dressing room while she tried on dresses." Matty rolled his eyes back and groaned. "Does this make my butt look big?" he mimicked. Both guys laughed. * * * * Jared plodded on day after day. The thing that got him through was the good news that his dad was coming home. That, and the fact that Christopher was about to turn sixteen. "Are you planning a big birthday party?" Jared asked Christopher one night on the phone. "No, nothing special. Mom invited Oma and Opa over for the day; we'll have supper and then cake and ice cream." "I was hoping I could get you alone for a romantic dinner," Jared said with a soft laugh and just a touch of disappointment. "You could come and eat with us?" Christopher suggested. "No, you need to be with your family." "Well, you're family!" "I know, but it wouldn't be the same." "How about you taking me to that little Italian restaurant you took me to on one of our first dates?" "That's much better. And, I promise I won't flirt with the waitress!" Jared laughed, remembering the fun they'd had that night. He recalled Christopher's smile. "I'll ask mom if we can change our plans and make it a luncheon with Oma and Opa. That way you and I can have the evening. Will you at least come over for cake and ice cream with us?" Jared chuckled, "Cherry Chocolate Delight?" "Absolutely," Christopher laughed. * * * * Christopher enjoyed visiting with his grandparents, but was anxiously waiting for Jared to come over. He finally arrived at about 1:30 pm. Mrs. Chapin let him in while Brandon, Christopher, and his Oma and Opa waited in the living room. Christopher quickly got to his feet, hurried over, and gave Jared a hug and a quick kiss on the lips. Jared blinked, apparently taken by surprise. "Happy birthday," Jared said with a blush, and then smiled. He appeared a little embarrassed that everyone in the room was looking at them. "Sweet sixteen," Christopher laughed, his eyes twinkling. "But you can't say, "And never been kissed!" Brandon teased. Christopher turned and playfully stuck his tongue out at his brother. The adults all laughed. Christopher took Jared's hand and pulled him toward the dining room. "Time for cake!" he announced, and urged the others to follow. After the singing, blowing out of candles, and cutting the first pieces of cake, everyone enjoyed the feast. "What kind of presents did you get?" Jared mumbled, working on a scoop of ice cream. "We haven't done that part yet," Christopher grinned. "But with you here, I really don't need anything else." He giggled. Brandon reached for his throat and pretended to gag. Christopher shot him the look that older brothers reserve for their younger brothers. Basically, "cut it out, asswipe." After a few minutes, Brandon urged his brother to get started on the gifts. Christopher opened the one from Brandon first. There was an assortment of CD's and a stack of sheet music to go with each one. "Something for you to work on," Brandon said with a laugh. "Your teacher suggested them!" Christopher smiled and gave his brother a hug. "Thanks, they're perfect!" The gift from his mom and dad was a new pair of dress slacks, a dress shirt, and a gift card from the mall for $250.00. "So you can buy something nice for yourself," Mrs. Chapin said, giving him a kiss on the cheek. The last gift was from his grandparents and was in a particularly small box. Christopher shook it and it rattled. "I wonder what this is?" Christopher laughed and untied the ribbon. He lifted the top and saw a layer of cotton. He pulled it away and almost instantly his eyes watered. Slowly lifting out a heavy gold chain, a key slowly twisted at the end, catching the light. "A car key?" he asked, somewhat surprised. "Go look in the garage," his Opa beamed. Christopher hurried over and gave both his grandparents a hug. "You're the best." "Well, let's go see it," Jared laughed as Christopher wiped tears from his eyes. With Christopher leading the way, they got to the garage, and found a shiny new Ford Fusion Hybrid. "Oh my God," Christopher whispered. The car was Sangria Red, with bright silver trim, and a light grey cloth interior. Christopher noticed it had the premium sound system. "It can get 40 miles to a gallon," Mr. Chapin winked, "great for kids going to school." "Oh, Opa," Christopher whispered, hugging his granddad. "It's perfect!" "American made, too!" his granddad laughed. * * * * Jared tossed his knapsack on Christopher's desk chair and then flopped down on the bed. "I can't believe your mom said it was okay for me to stay here tonight!" "She was trying to protect Brandon. She didn't want him to know what we were doing. But one day he just looked at her and said, `Mom, I'm not a kid anymore.'" Christopher laughed. "Matty said the same thing," Jared smiled. "We're supposed to call him Matt now." "Anyway, Mom said it was okay, as long as we didn't get too wild." "Your mom is really cool." "Yeah, I don't know if dad would be okay with it, but since he's not here we don't have to worry about that." "I'm really sorry your dad isn't coming home yet." "Yeah, it sucks. They sent him on some kind of training mission. He's going to be an instructor or something." "Is he safe?" Jared asked softly. "Yeah, he's going to be in San Diego for a while. But I'm glad your dad's coming home." Christopher smiled. "Me too, he'll finally be able to meet you!" "Oh God, I'm going to be so nervous!" Christopher rolled his eyes. "Don't worry. I'll introduce you, and then give you a big wet kiss. Then, when I'm sure he's looking, I'll reach between your legs and feel your junk." Christopher laughed. "Yeah, your dad will really get a kick out of that." Jared laughed. Christopher pushed Jared backwards, so he was lying flat on his back on the bed. Christopher climbed on top of him and they kissed tenderly. "We have a few minutes before we have to get ready for dinner," Christopher whispered as they touched and made out. "Just don't make me mess my pants," Jared smiled. "Let's save that for later." Christopher gave him a playful look. "I can't be responsible for your actions." Jared grinned. * * * * The restaurant was quiet. There were a lot of tables to choose from as Jared led Christopher through the door. "Could we have a table in the corner? By ourselves?" Jared asked the server. The same cute college girl that had served them the last time smiled and showed them to a booth. Christopher had changed into the new dress clothes his mother had given him as a birthday gift. She had insisted on washing them and getting them ready. Jared had brought in his dress clothes from the truck and the boys had played a little grab ass when their pants were down. Christopher was in the mood for chicken parmesan, and Jared decided on spaghetti Bolognese. "And bread sticks!" Christopher laughed. The meal was very good, and, going back on his promise, Jared did flirt with the waitress. "You little slut!" Christopher laughed as Jared watched the girl walk away. "You know I don't like girls, it's all just for fun." "Well, she doesn't know that!" Christopher said with a touch of sarcasm. The next time the server came by, Jared got up, leaned across the table and planted a big kiss on Christopher's lips. Turning to the server, Jared said, "It's my boyfriend's birthday!" She stared dumbstruck. Christopher smiled. "You have to excuse him," he said with a playful look, "his parent's don't allow him out in public very often." * * * * The park was cold. Christopher could see his and Jared's breath in the night air. "I love walking here," Christopher said softly, holding Jared's hand. "I usually like it better when there are leaves on the trees and the sun is out." Jared laughed. "Yeah, but it's so peaceful and quiet." "I can't believe you got a car for your birthday!" Jared smiled. "Opa is like that, generous and thoughtful, and he loves us so much." Jared stopped. "Not as much as I do," he whispered and then gave Christopher a tender kiss. "I bet you say that to all the boys," Christopher giggled. "You're the only one." Christopher snuggled into Jared's arms. "Let's go home. I want you in my bed!" Jared laughed. "Home it is!" * * * * Christopher could hear the television in the family room as they walked through the kitchen to the stairs. He put a finger to his lips, urging Jared to be quiet. They made their way to Christopher's bedroom without being noticed. Once inside, they hugged and kissed. "I love it when you're squeaky clean," Christopher said with a smile, unbuttoning his boyfriend's shirt, "I'll do your back, and you can do mine!" he giggled. Taking a quick look down the hall, Christopher indicated the coast was clear, so he and Jared ran bare ass to the linen cupboard, grabbed towels, and then scooted into the bathroom. Jared got the water going as Christopher dug around to find a new bar of soap. They climbed into the shower and took a generous amount of time washing, rinsing, and running their hands over each other. Christopher stroked Jared's cock with a soapy hand. "You've had a boner all night!" He laughed softly. "So have you!" Jared grinned, pulling on Christopher's dick. They kissed deeply. "So, is this what you're going to give me for my birthday?" Christopher asked tenderly, running his hand up and down Jared's cock one more time. "That and something else," Jared smiled. * * * * Back in his room, Christopher felt snug and secure in Jared's arms. Christopher wrapped his legs around his boyfriend as Jared lay on his chest kissing him. "I love you on top of me like this," Christopher whispered softly. Jared rubbed his crotch against Christopher's. Jared kissed his boyfriend's neck, nuzzled his ear, and lightly licked him here and there. "I've wanted to be with you like this all day long," Jared whispered and then kissed Christopher again. He gently thrust his dick against the stiff pole that stuck up between Christopher's legs. They kissed, touched, and made gentle love. It was unhurried and almost innocent in its sweetness. "Turn around," Christopher whispered at one point. Jared turned himself so he was straddling Christopher's middle, facing his feet. They each took a dick in hand. Jared didn't hesitate to lean down and take Christopher's cock between his lips. Christopher gently thrust up, inserting half his dick into his boyfriend's mouth. "Oh, yeah," Christopher moaned softly. He reached for Jared's dick, covered it with spit, and lifted his head off the pillow. He bobbed up and down sucking the hard shaft with each thrust. Christopher enjoyed the warmth of Jared's mouth on his dick, but what he enjoyed even more was Jared's finger playing with his butt hole. Christopher raised his hips and spread his legs to give him better access. Christopher didn't want the good feelings to end. After many long minutes, Jared softly pulled his dick out of Christopher's mouth. He turned around and leaned down for another kiss. Looking into Christopher's eyes, Jared ever so gently put an arm under each leg and pushed them back, rolling Christopher toward his shoulders. "Like a baby getting changed," Christopher thought. He smiled happily, not taking his eyes from Jared, who rubbed his dick in the crease of his boyfriend's ass. Christopher's smile widened. "I want to lick you," Jared smiled. Christopher nodded, reached for his knees and held them so that Jared could get down between his legs. Seconds later, Jared had his mouth deep in his crease. "Oh Fuck," Christopher whimpered when Jared finally reached his hole. The sensation of having his butt licked was incredible. Christopher closed his eyes as Jared skillfully used his tongue, swirling it around and around his pucker. He moaned as Jared explored his rear end, playing with his bottom like a toy. "Stick it in," Christopher whimpered, as he tried to raise his ass a little higher. Jared curled his tongue into a point and then pushed it through the opening. "Ah," Christopher grunted softly, feeling the warm intrusion of Jared's tongue into his butt. "That's so nice," he whispered, as Jared spread his cheeks and went deeper. Jared lapped at the teen's hole for a while, and then gently wet a finger and pushed it through the opening. Christopher opened his eyes to see Jared's smile. "Ready? Jared asked. Christopher nodded. Jared crawled back a bit, reached into the drawer of Christopher's bedside table and took out the lube. He squirted some on the end of his dick, wrapped his hand around it and made sure it was slick along the entire length. He put a dab on the end of his finger and lovingly did Christopher's hole. He slid his finger in and gently turned it, Christopher smiled. Lying on his back, his legs pushed back to almost his ears, Christopher willingly opened himself up to his lover. Jared softly placed the head of his cock against the tight barrier and pushed. After a moment of hesitation, it found its way inside, and then slowly, ever so slowly, slid deep into Christopher's rectum. "Oh, that's nice," Jared whispered when his pubes finally came to rest against Christopher's ass cheeks. He held still, his shaft buried to the hilt. He pulled back and then slowly slid in again, fucking his boyfriend with a tender loving motion. Christopher was glad to see Jared was taking his time and making gentle love to him. Christopher whimpered softly as Jared's dick stretched his ring and explored every inch of his tunnel. The long thick cock in his ass felt as if it belonged there. "So good," he whispered when Jared hit that wonderful spot inside him. Jared held himself in deep, and the boys stared at one another. Christopher flexed his ass muscles and Jared jerked his cock up and down, Christopher hoping the small movements would heighten Jared's pleasure. They remained still; their eyes focused on the other, love on their faces. Eventually, Jared pulled back and fucked in again several times. The pace was still slow and deliberate. Once he pulled the head of his dick back so far it fell out. He reached down and put it back in place and slid in again. He pumped steadily. Christopher sent Jared a look, silently pleading with him that it was time. Jared pulled back a bit and then slammed in harder, the next stroke harder still. Christopher closed his eyes, his breathing quickened. This is what he wanted. He wanted to be fucked! "Oh yeah," Christopher whined, "Shove it up my ass!" he begged softly. Jared spread his legs a little wider and planted his feet. He rolled Christopher further back onto his shoulders and slammed his cock in harder, using his legs to power his dick forward. He pounded in, again and again. He picked up speed and started to ram his dick as far as he could up Christopher's ass, his balls slapping with each thrust. He grew more determined. Christopher's whimpers came in short breathy puffs as the wind was partially knocked out of him with each fuck, "Yeah, do it," he moaned as Jared pounded him harder and harder. "Fuck," Jared grunted, aiming his cock to the left and right, stuffing his dick deep into Christopher's rear end. "Yeah, there!" Christopher moaned when Jared had found the spot again. Jared pounded in and out a couple of minutes longer and then pulled out. He crawled back and turned Christopher over onto his stomach. Christopher got on his knees and placed his shoulders down on the mattress. Christopher liked being face down and ass up. He wanted to be dominated. Jared took aim and once again shoved his cock balls deep. Jared used his knees to spread Christopher's legs a little further apart and then really started to fuck. The grunts and groans were growing as both boys drew closer to the moment when they'd shoot their loads. Christopher's whimpers were high pitched and needy. "Fuck me, oh God, fuck me harder!" he whispered, pushing his ass back against his boyfriend's crotch. Jared held Christopher by the hips and pulled him back onto his cock, stroking his back a few times. "Like the feel of that?" Jared grunted, slamming his cock in particularly hard. "Yeah," Christopher grunted back. "Fuck me," he wined, "give me your cock!" "Almost there," Jared moaned, pounding in a few more times. Christopher reached for his own dick and stroked it. Jared slammed in, apparently racing for the end. "Oh, shit!" he grunted announcing he was finally there. Christopher felt Jared's dick thicken. He imagined several long squirts of cum shooting deep into his ass. Seconds later, he felt Jared's cock sliding on a fresh layer of warm slippery stuff. Christopher grunted, held his breath, and stroked faster, finally shooting his own load in long creamy strings onto the mattress. He moaned as he stroked his cock, squeezing out a few more drops. Christopher gently pushed his ass back onto his boyfriend's dick as their breathing slowed and they came down from their high. Neither boy wanted the moment to end. They stayed joined like that for a couple of long minutes, and then reluctantly, Jared pulled his cock gently out of Christopher's rear end. They flopped onto the bed, turning so they could lie on their sides and face one another. They kissed tenderly, neither saying a word. "Happy birthday!" Jared finally said softly, brushing his fingers through Christopher's hair. "Thanks for my present," Christopher giggled, reaching behind himself and fingering his bottom. "I really liked it!" Jared laughed. "I'll give you another one any time you want!" Christopher grinned. "How about ten minutes from now?" Jared smiled. They stared at one another for a moment and then kissed again. "I do have a real present for you," Jared said softly before crawling out of Christopher's arms. He got off the bed, and, walking bare ass, made his way to his knapsack. He took out a small wrapped package. With his limp dick swinging back and forth, he walked back to the bed and crawled in. He pulled the blanket over both of them. Christopher propped himself up with a pillow before undoing the ribbon. "Oh my God," Christopher whispered, taking the lid off the box, and seeing a beautiful gold wrist watch. The thin case shimmered; the face was black with gold hands and small gold dots at each hour position. A soft black leather strap completed the look. It was rich and expensive looking. "It's beautiful," Christopher whispered as he took it out. "You can wear it when you perform. That way I'll always be with you, no matter where you are." Christopher's eyes grew wet and a tear ran down his cheek. He wrapped his arms around Jared. They kissed deeply. "There's more," Jared whispered when they finally pulled back from their kiss. He touched Christopher's hand and turned it over, exposing the back of the watch. "To my love, now and always, Jared" Christopher wrapped his arms around Jared and cried softly. They held each other for a long time. "Happy birthday!" Jared whispered in Christopher's ear and kissed him gently. * * * * The final chapter is coming soon. If there are any last suggestions from readers, please write me at Playbuddy123@yahoo.com Thanks, Jon.