Date: Fri, 30 Jan 2009 10:32:42 -0200 (ARST) From: Jon D Subject: Mill Town Boys - 6 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. 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 go to another site. Everyone have fun and enjoy. You are invited to send comments or story ideas to Playbuddy123@yahoo.com Mill Town Boys-6 Jeremy and Justin When I took over from Mr. Clements at the Community Center, there were several things we agreed upon. First, that the kids would always be my first priority. In a mill town where there are only a few programs and activities for kids, it is really important to keep focused on them. Both of us knew that having a strong youth program was one of the best ways we could keep kids out of trouble. The second priority would be to recruit enough volunteers to see that there was always help on hand when it was needed. There's nothing worse than a room full of kids and not enough help. "You can do this, Derek," Mr. Clements had said to me, and I knew he was right. So, I put a lot of energy during my first couple of months into actively recruiting volunteers from the neighborhoods, from churches, and even the high school. I guess my enthusiasm and eagerness to see the Community Center thrive caught on. As it turned out, it wasn't too difficult to find people willing to help out. That's how Jeremy came to us. Though it seemed to many people that Lumberjack football was the only thing on his mind, he, unlike his brother Nate, thought a lot about others and wanted to make a difference. "Thanks, Jeremy," I said, taking the mop he offered me and putting it away. "No problem, it was a pretty busy day today, huh?" "Yeah, Thursdays are always like this." "I'm really glad you agreed to help us out. I only wish a few more of the football guys could find the time. The kids sure look up to you guys." The two of us headed to my small office in the corner of the building. "Derek? I was just wondering; do you have a minute?" "Ya, sure." I sat down on my worn out office chair. I still hadn't gotten used to the squeaking every time it swiveld or tipped. Jeremy sat down on one of the folding chairs. "I never really talked to you before about Nate," Jeremy said slowly, and with a little nervousness. He looked at the ground once and a while and was clearly uncomfortable. "Look, we both know you're brother is an asshole! But, you're not your brother, we're cool." "I know, but still, he got your girlfriend pregnant, wouldn't marry her, and caused all that trouble." "That's old news, you don't have anything to make up to me or anyone else." "Thanks." Jeremy was quiet for a couple of minutes, then asked, "Derek, can I ask you something else?" "Sure, anything." Jeremy squirmed in his chair. "Well, you know some of the football guys? At parties and shit, they kind of get a little wild." I smiled, "Yeah, I remember." "Well...once and a while...I mean...things kind of happen." I smiled again, remembering all the things that I had seen and done at those parties. "Yeah." "I mean, when you were on the team...did you like...ever do stuff with any of the guys?" I leaned back in my chair, "Yeah, and your brother did too." Jeremy looked down at his hands. "So, does that mean we're gay or something?" I raised an eyebrow. "We?" Jeremy fidgeted. "Yeah, well some of that shit still goes on." "And you're worried if you did stuff..." "Yeah." "Look, Jeremy, I don't know what makes a guy gay, or straight, or BI. The football guys have pushed the edge a lot over the years. I wouldn't worry about it." "Yeah?" "Yeah, as long as no one forces you, then I guess its all good." Jeremy seemed to relax. "Thanks, Derek, since Nate joined the Navy I haven't had anyone to talk to about this kind of shit." He looked down and blushed. "I'm already a brother to Trevor. Little Nate from across town thinks I'm his worst nightmare of a brother; you might as well join up too. Anything you need to talk about, you give me a call. Okay?" "Thanks," Jeremy said softly, he relaxed and a small smile crossed his face. * * * * It was a little over two weeks later that Trevor and his best friend Justin dropped by to see Derek. They had finished a youth baseball tournament and were still in their uniforms. "Hey... Derek!" Trevor yelled as they entered the near empty building. Derek looked up from his desk in the office and waved them over. "Sup?" Derek smiled as the boys walked in and pulled up chairs. "We just kicked some serious ass." Justin laughed and gave Trevor a high five. "Ya, those douche bags didn't have a chance." Trevor laughed as he leaned his chair back against the wall. "We whooped them 9 to 4." "So you're going to the finals then?" Derek asked. "Yeah, we have one more team to beat and then we're on to state," Trevor grinned. "Can you give us a ride home?" Justin asked, glancing out the window at the empty basketball courts. "Yeah, just have to clean things up a little and lock up." "Who's that?" Justin asked, spotting a guy pushing a dry mop across the floor. "He looks familiar." "Jeremy Collins, Nate's brother." "O yeah, he's varsity football this year." Derek and Trevor started talking about their mother, as Justin looked out the office window a couple of more times. Justin watched as Jeremy finished with the floor and headed toward the bathroom. "Gotta take a dump," Justin said to no one in particular, and headed out the door. * * * * At fifteen years of age, 5'11 and 145 pounds, Justin knew he was well proportioned and lean. He played both soccer and baseball, so his legs and ass were solid, but there wasn't a lot of definition to his arms. His stomach was flat, with only a hint of a six pack. He knew his best feature, aside from a very respectable dick, was his smooth, almost child like, face. His longer hair was styled and he knew he looked good with the blond highlights from the summer sun. His blue eyes sparkled, especially when he had mischief in mind. His eyes were definitely sparkling as he followed Jeremy. The seventeen year old football player had a body that Justin thought was almost perfect. Take any part and it was just what he would expect of a star athlete. His 6'1" frame carried his 165 pounds nicely. Justin knew the guy's speed made him a stand out as a wide receiver. Justin bet Jeremy turned heads both on and off the field. Jeremy glanced over his shoulder as Justin walked into the bathroom, but he quickly got back to the business at hand, or rather in his hand. He was standing at the urinal and was taking a piss. Justin stepped up to the urinal next to him, unzipped, and started to pee as well. Both guys did their business without saying a word. Justin, however, glanced in Jeremy's direction a couple of times, hoping he might catch a glimpse of the older boy's cock. Jeremy finished up first, shook the last few drops off the end of his dick, and put it away. He pulled his zipper up, and adjusted himself so things were riding right and walked over to the sink to wash. Justin followed soon after. "Hey," Justin said with a smile. "Hey," Jeremy replied. "You're on the football team, right?" "Yeah." "I play soccer and baseball," Justin said, reaching for a towel. "You're a freshman, right?" "Sophomore," Justin said with a grin. "Yeah, I guess I've seen you hanging out with Trevor." "Yup, we've been friends for like, forever." Jeremy headed for the door. "Nice ass," Justin said softly, hoping it was just loud enough for Jeremy to hear, but soft enough he might ignore it if he wasn't interested. "Huh?" Jeremy said, pausing to turn back. "Nothing," Justin said hurriedly. * * * * Both guys walked toward the office as Derek and Trevor came out and started to turn out the lights. "I'll lock it up," Derek said to Jeremy as the guys headed out the main door. The two younger guys walked toward Derek's truck. Jeremy gave them both the once over and let his eyes linger on the cute sophomore that had just commented on his ass. "Not bad, not bad at all." * * * * A week after the encounter in the bathroom, Jeremy caught himself looking over his shoulder every once and a while as he worked at the community center. He couldn't seem to help himself. He hoped that Trevor and Justin might show up. He wanted to see Trevor's cute friend again. Sure enough, the guys, still in uniform from a game, walked through the door. Jeremy gave Justin a long look. Seeing the kid dressed in tight pants like that made his dick twitch. Jeremy finished his work and glanced toward the office where Derek was talking to the guys. He made up his mind, and decided to walk over that way. "Finished," Jeremy said with a smile as he stuck his head in the door. "Thanks, man," Derek smiled back. "You've been a big help today!" "No problem, I'll see you next week, then." Jeremy offered and started to turn away. "Uh, Jeremy?" Justin piped up, "Any chance I can get a ride home?" Jeremy hesitated just a moment. "Ah, sure, no problem." Both guys climbed into Jeremy's truck and buckled up. "Which way to your place?" Jeremy asked. Justin looked Jeremy in the eyes. "Over to the east end," he said, biting his lip, "Or, we could just go someplace else." Jeremy could feel his dick reacting. "I'm not sure what you mean?" He said haltingly. "Trevor told me that some of the football guys like to do stuff," Justin said quietly, still staring into Jeremy's eyes, "with guys." Jeremy's dick twitched again, he knew a visible lump was appearing in the front of his jeans. "Do you and Trevor? I mean, you know, do stuff?" "Yeah," Justin said with a little smile. Both guys looked at each other and it seemed as if a deal was being made. "No one would have to know," Justin said hopefully. Jeremy thought for a moment. "My folks won't be home for a couple of hours," he said, "I guess we could go to my place." Justin nodded with a little grin, and Jeremy started the truck. * * * * Jeremy opened his bedroom door and gestured for Justin to enter. His room was cluttered with dirty clothes tossed here and there. DVD's and CD's were in various piles. Half bags of junk food and sports magazines were littered about. Several posters of championship football stars were tacked to the walls. There were dusty old trophies here and there from his middle school days. Jeremy was embarrassed the place was such a mess. Justin walked in and Jeremy quickly closed and locked the door behind him. "Sorry, the place looks like shit," Jeremy apologized, quickly trying to clear a space. "Its fine, mine's just the same." Justin smiled. It was at this point that things got awkward. Neither of the guys seemed to be able to think of anything else to say. Justin finally spoke up. "Shit, I'm so fucking horny!" He turned to look at Jeremy with puppy dog eyes. "Uh, could I, like, suck your dick?" Jeremy was relieved the silence had been broken. "Yeah, that would be awesome." Jeremy quickly unbuckled his belt and pulled his zipper down. He pushed his jeans and boxers down in back and then wiggled his hips to push them open in the front. His dick flopped out semi-hard. "How about on the bed?" Justin suggested. Jeremy kicked off his shoes and lay down, his head comfortably on the pillow. His cock was now sticking straight up. Justin pulled off his shoes, and then unbuckled his tight baseball pants. His cock and balls were cupped in the pouch of a slightly worn jock. He tugged at the straps and pulled the jock and then his pants down over his ass and passed his knees. In a little duck walk, he shuffled a couple of steps and kicked the pants off from around his ankles. Stepping over to the bed, he crawled to a spot between Jeremy's legs and leaned down, placing his mouth directly over Jeremy's knob. Without hesitating, Justin stuck out his tongue and gently licked the soft mushroom head. He wrapped his tongue around the edges of Jeremy's dick and then with a little grin, slowly sucked it into his mouth. "Oh fuck!" Jeremy whimpered as he felt Justin's mouth surround his cock with warmth. Justin tenderly held the football player's shaft, stroking it up and down. As he slowly bobbed on the end of Jeremy's tool, it grew firmer. Jeremy loved the incredible feel of the teen boy's mouth on his dick. "Deep throat it!" Justin opened wider, allowing the Jeremy's cock head to penetrate further into his mouth and throat. It looked like he was about to gag, but he swallowed at just the right moment, and took it all of it without a whimper. "Holy Shit!" Jeremy moaned, "Ya, take that motherfucker." Jeremy found the sound of Justin's mouth on his dick mesmerizing. The slurping, sucking, the occasional gag, gulp, and licks were like a drug. The more he heard them, the more he wanted. He reached for Justin's head and guided it up and down again and again over his dick. "Ya, suck it you little bitch!" Justin whimpered a little, and eased up onto all fours as he bent over Jeremy's crotch. He appeared to enjoy the feeling of having a cock in his mouth. His eagerness was evident. Jeremy looked at the fifteen year old bent over his dick; his level of horniness increased. He couldn't just lay back; he raised his hips off the bed so he could start feeding it to him. With smooth easy strokes, Jeremy fucked his penis into Justin's mouth like a pussy. The young teen was now able to take his entire penis down his throat and even managed to get his lips down to his pubes. "Damn, you're good at this," Jeremy whispered as Justin continued to find new ways to lick and suck the cock in his mouth. This went on for maybe fifteen minutes, bringing Jeremy closer to shooting. Finally, Justin pulled off. "Sorry," he whispered, "My jaw is getting kinda sore." There was an almost pitiful look in the kid's eyes. He apparently had really wanted to make Jeremy cum. "It's ok," Jeremy said, "Don't worry about it, I can jerk off." Justin nodded. Jeremy wrapped his hand around his dick and slowly stroked. The spit from Justin's mouth acted like a warm lube, Jeremy loved the feeling. It only took a couple of minutes of serious jerking and he started breathing harder, his chest swelled, and his stomach began to tighten. "I'm gonna cum," he mumbled as his hand worked faster on his dick, "I'm gonna cum." Justin sat back on his legs and stroked his own dick as he watched Jeremy masturbate. Both guys worked their dick, their balls, and their hand as they came closer and closer to getting off. "Uh, Uh!" Jeremy grunted and lifted his hips off the bed. He squeezed his cock and forced a load of cream out the end. The warm sperm spurted out in dribbles, pouring like a little waterfall down over his hand, over his dick, and into the dark hair of his pubes. The slippery goo coated everything it touched. He made a wicked, sticky mess. Justin moaned as he too finally reached his orgasm. His dick jerked and a stream of lighter, more watery sperm shot out almost a foot onto Jeremy's chest. The second and third spurts came out with less force and didn't travel as far. The grunts and moans in the room eventually subsided and the sound of heavy breathing took its place. Slowly, the guys' eyes focused and they looked at each other. "Jesus, that was nice," Jeremy whispered, looking at Justin and catching his breath. "Yeah," Justin said softly as he gently stroked his dick and slowly milked out the last few drops. Both guys stared at each other. "You ok?" Jeremy finally asked, breaking the silence that had fallen between them. "Yeah," Justin replied with a small boyish smile. Justin appeared to be thinking. Finally he spoke. "I've never been fucked," he whispered, looking down and softly fondling his now shriveled dick. He paused for a moment and then continued, "I want you to be my first!" Jeremy looked at the cute fifteen year-old, bashfully sitting naked at the end of his bed. He really liked what he saw. "You should have told me that ten minutes ago." He laughed. Justin looked up and giggled, "Yeah, I guess I should have." Jeremy gave him a playful little grin, "My folks are gone this weekend." Justin beamed, "Can I come over?" "How does Saturday at about noon sound?" Justin smiled, "Awesome!" Jeremy climbed out of bed, picked up a dirty pair of boxers and began to wipe off the cum on his chest and around his dick. Satisfied he was dry, he pulled up his pants. "Now let's get you home." Justin stood, pulled up his jock and baseball pants, and tucked his shirt in. He walked up behind Jeremy, who was now standing in front of the mirror, combing his hair. He leaned over his back, wrapped his arms around him in a little hug, and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. "I still think you have a cute ass." He giggled. Jeremy turned around and flashed him a mischievous smile. "Just you wait, you little fucker, we'll see who has the cutest ass." They both laughed. If you liked this chapter, or have ideas for a future one feel free to write Playbuddy123@yahoo.com.