Sweet Sixteen

by tim the story guy

As promised, I have returned to Sweet Sixteen. As I begin writing this though, I find myself unemployed. False allegations were made against me at work, which were covered up with a false report from the Cedar Point police. The desk clerk admitted that their report was phony, but said there was nothing she could do about it. I want everyone to know how they treat their employees, and guests as well. If you feel compelled to write them, the address is:
Cedar Point Amusement Park
Attn: Richard Kinzel, CEO
1 Cedar Point Drive
Sandusky, Ohio 44870
If you are considering visiting there, please remember that your safety and life will at times be in the hands of people who speak very little English in a predominantly English speaking environment, or people with serious criminal records such as drugs, theft, and other violent crimes. Cedar Point does not do any pre-employment background check, as they feel if someone has a serious criminal record, they will be honest enough to tell them about it. When I first began there last year, we had a guy working in ride operations who had been featured on America's Most Wanted. Now you have the information needed to make an informed decision.

This story is © 2005 by tim, and is protected by copyright law. Please do not copy to distribute, or post this story to other sites without the author's permission. This is a fantasy story which is based on real characters. The names have been changed of any characters who are involved in sexual situations, with the exception of my own. This story contains sexual situations between teen males. If this subject offends you, or you should not be reading this type of story, you assume all responsibility for continuing. Please send all comments to: timthestoryguy@yahoo.com. Thanks, and enjoy the story.

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What A Gas! 1 & 2 - in the adult/youth section (Last update 7/18/05)
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Sweet Sixteen - in the sci-fi/fantasy section (Last update 11/13/04. Update in progress.)
Allen 1, 2, & 3 - in the high school section (Last update 7/28/05)
Fate - in the high school section (Completed 5/21/04)
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Sweet Sixteen

by tim

Chapter 8

After that first night that Pete came to stay with me, I mean us, we knew that we would be together forever. At least that's what we hoped. After all, who can tell the future, right? I did want to find out what the odds were against Jimmy Carter in the upcoming election though. What good would it do to have that knowledge without putting it to good use anyway.

On Tuesday, I awoke Pete with a kiss and then we began getting ready for school. I didn't tell Dean any different, as I didn't know Pete was going to be staying with us, so I knew he was expecting me to pick him up as well. Pete and I fondled each other's legs and crotches as we drove toward Dean's house, with Pete giggling occasionally. My God, Pete has the sweetest giggle! We finally pulled up, and Dean seemed to be surprised to see Pete with me.

Once he climbed into the car, Dean asked, "What's going on Tim? Did you kidnap Pete, and are holding him as your sex slave now?"

"Even better dude!" I replied, then chastised myself for using the word dude again. "Pete's parents had to go out of town, so they let Pete stay with me!"

"He has to let us go to Southern California with him sometime, doesn't he Dean?" asked Pete.

"I guess so man." snickered Dean. "Anyway, I take it they don't know how you're trying to corrupt their sweet little baby boy, huh?"

"I'm really quite sure Pete would have figured out the birds and the bees someday without my help." I replied. "It just might not have been as much fun for both of us."

"Nah, I kinda like Tim corrupting me, and turning me into a dirty little boy." giggled Pete. "I know it wouldn't be as much fun without him."

"So, do you guys have anything fun planned for Saturday?" asked Dean. "I'm looking for someone to tag along with."

"I'm sure we can come up with something." I said. "I just hope it doesn't bother you if you see two guys kiss."

"If it did, would I be trying to weasel into your plans?" asked Dean.

"I guess not." I chuckled. "In that case you can come over to my house and watch me and Pete kiss. Or we could just go out somewhere, like the go cart track."

"I think the go cart track sounds okay." replied Dean as he snickered.

"Darn, I was kinda hoping for the kissing thing." said Pete.

"Tim, don't you think you might be making him too horny?" asked Dean with a smile.

"I didn't really know there was such a thing as too horny." I replied.

That one got a full fledged laugh from Pete, followed shortly by Dean and myself. Greg pretty much kept his distance that day, so it turned out to be a good day. I guess Kenny really threw a scare into him. The rest of the week went pretty good too. Pete missed me when I had to start my job on Thursday, but we made up for that when I got home. On Friday, as I was getting ready for day two of bagging groceries, Pete's mom called. It seemed as though her sister would need her help for a few weeks, so Pete would be staying with me, I mean us, longer than we expected. Needless to say, we were both happy about that. My mom said it wouldn't be any problem, as she had taken a real liking to how much Pete liked her cooking. I thought I was going to have to remind Pete how I got as big as I was.

On Saturday, Pete and I got ready to go pick up Dean. Then it would be off to the go cart track. The three of us laughed and joked all the way there, and Dean even caught Pete feeling my leg up. It kind of embarrassed poor Pete, but I didn't mind it one bit. When we pulled into the track, there was no one around but Dean. I took the opportunity to lean over and give Pete a very nice kiss.

"Wow!" exclaimed Dean. "Seeing my best friend kiss another guy is so,... um,..."

"Weird." I offered. "Strange. Uncomfortable."

"Nah, it's actually more like cool." replied Dean. "I like it that you two are boyfriends."

The three of us had a good time at the go cart track, which had always been one of my favorite places. After years of driving, Dean and Pete didn't know what to think of me. I'll bet if I had told them I was holding back a little, it would have really bugged them. I did let Dean and Pete both win once though, although it was tough not getting caught throwing those two races. After the go cart track, and another kiss in the car, we decided to catch another movie. Dean had wanted to see The Jerk, but didn't have anyone to go with. Pete and I acted like we would love to see it again, so we could have some fun while Dean watched the movie. I thought Pete and I were more entertaining than the movie, but Dean seemed to keep his eyes mostly on the screen. After the movie was over, it was time to drop Dean off at home. My mom would be expecting us home soon for supper, and I didn't want to mess up the trust they were showing in me.

Pete had another good supper, and then we spent a little time with my family. Pete was starting to seem more like a part of the family every day, which he really seemed to like. Bed time finally rolled around, and it was time for Pete and I to expand on what we were doing at the theater earlier. Pete seemed to be getting better at making love each time we did it now, and it was getting to the point where we had to be careful to keep the noise down. We both fell asleep happy that night, with Pete snuggled tightly in my arms.

Sunday was a long day for Pete. While I was at work, he was treated to my parents church. More accurately, Pete was treated to how all the kids stayed as far out of their parents sight as possible, while the parents were all in the church. It wasn't that us kids hated religion, it was just a tradition at our church and none of the kids wanted to mess with tradition. It was kind of a relief for me to have a get out of church free card now though. The store did close early on Sunday though, seeing as how it was in a small town, and I was soon back home with Pete.

As soon as I stepped in the door, Pete said, "I'm going to work with you next Sunday."

That was so sweet that all I could do was smile, as I also tried not to laugh. After supper, I excused Pete and myself up to my room. "I think I can make it up to you for leaving you alone with my family all day." I said.

"How?" asked Pete. "What do you have in mind?"

"Something like this." I replied.

I took Pete in my arms, and placed my lips over his. After we sucked on each other's lips for a few moments, my tongue began prying it's way into Pete's mouth. I rubbed my hands up and down Pete's back as my tongue probed deeply inside his mouth. Pete began sucking on my tongue, and you could feel his breath catch every time my hand cupped his sweet little butt. I finally backed off so I could kiss Pete gently on the neck.

"I want you to put your dick inside me again tonight Tim." said Pete breathlessly. "I really liked it when we did that before, and I can't wait to do it again."

"I'll do that when we make love tonight if you'll do it to me." I replied.

As hard as it is to believe, Pete had not put his dick in my butt yet. He agreed to do it for the first time tonight right away though. I knew that Pete was really going to enjoy this, and I also looked forward to feeling him inside me.

When we did go to bed that night, it was everything I thought it would be. Pete had the hardest time yet controlling his noise as he thrust himself inside me. It also felt incredibly good to me too, and I made sure to let Pete know that. According to Pete, it was the most fun we had had yet.

The next week at school, the shop class from hell was finally returning to normal. Jason had given up strutting around, as I guessed he figured that it just didn't bother me. Tawny was also back to her completely helpless self, which to be honest, kinda made me smile every once in a while. As the week wore on though, she seemed to be turning it up even more. So much more that I figured something was going on. On Thursday I decided to find out.

"You do know that you're never going to pass this class at this rate, right Tawny?" I asked.

"Maybe I'm not as concerned about passing this silly class as I am about other things." replied Tawny.

"Like what?" I asked.

"Like finding out if what I heard about you and Dean is true." replied Tawny. "It must be because I can't even get you to look at me now."

"What have you heard about me and Dean?" I asked.

"I heard that you two do weird stuff with each other." replied Tawny. "Kinda like boyfriend girlfriend stuff, but you're both boys."

"If I were you Tawny, I'd be careful about saying crap like that." I said. "If Dean heard you say that, he'd probably forget that you're a girl and kick your butt. I'm not too happy to hear you say something like that either, but you're not worth it to me. Dean and I are nothing but friends, and that's the way it's always been. Have you ever once thought that the reason I'm not interested in you is because I'm sixteen and you're twelve?"

I hated to hurt her feelings, but I had to be honest with her. I just was not interested in a twelve year old girl. Tawny quietly went off, and avoided me for the rest of the period. I guess I would have to try to talk to her again tomorrow, but for now she needed to think about what I had said. Besides, I was more concerned about how stories would be getting around about me and Dean, and I had a pretty good idea of where it came from.

The next day at school was exciting. The excitement began when Dean and I got to vocational school.

"Hiya Tim!" said Greg, with a shit eating grin on his face. "How are ya doin' old buddy?"

Without saying one word, I pulled back and punched Greg in the face, knocking him down.

"Damn Tim, I know he can be an asshole at times, but why did you do that?" asked Dean.

"Just ask him about why he's starting stories that you and I are fooling around with each other." I replied. "He wants to make you mad, so you'll stop hanging out with me."

"You asshole Greg!" said Dean, as he kicked Greg in the stomach.

As Dean and I went into the school, Greg was trying to pick himself up off the ground. He didn't want word to get out that Dean and I had beat him up, so he made as little noise about it as possible. Greg was once again quiet for the rest of the week. He did however stare at me a few times, in what seemed like an attempt to intimidate me. That wasn't nearly enough to intimidate me though. Greg could say what he wanted about me, but I wasn't going to let him hurt my friends. Dean had seen that on Thursday, and he seemed to appreciate it very much.

Also on Friday, I did have another talk with Tawny, but it didn't go exactly how I thought it would. "Hi Tawny, I wanted to talk to you about yesterday." I said.

"Yeah, I wanted to talk to you too." replied Tawny. "I talked to my brother last night because I was mad. I wanted him to beat you up. He told me that he didn't blame you for what you said, and he was glad you turned me away like that. He said that a twelve year old girl has no business making passes at a sixteen year old guy. Well, he's right, and I'm sorry about what I've put you through."

"Wow,and I was going to tell you that I was sorry for being so rough on you yesterday!" I replied. "I am sorry about that though."

"That's okay Tim, you were right." said Tawny. "So is my brother. I promise that I'll do better in class from now on. I'm really not as helpless as I make myself look sometimes."

"I kinda suspected that." I replied as I smiled. "I'll still help you if you need it though."

"Thanks Tim, you're a nice guy." said Tawny.

With that settled, I felt pretty good going into the weekend. So did Pete, but then again, Pete always felt good to me. On Saturday I called Dean and asked him if he wanted to go play miniature golf with me and Pete. We then swung by and picked Dean up, then headed toward the miniature golf course. This time Greg was no where to be seen, so the three of us had a great time. I had also gotten my first paycheck from last week, so I had plenty of money in my pocket. By this time though, we had run out of things to do. Dean suggested that next weekend we head toward Ann Arbor instead. I had never been around Ann Arbor much when I was sixteen before, so I had to feign ignorance. Dean said that it was okay, and he would show us around the town.

After we left the miniature golf course, we headed toward a small county park. I parked the car in a part of the park that wasn't very busy, and the three of us sat on the grass with a lunch we had picked up at our favorite deli. As I said before, the pizza subs there were something special. As the three of us ate, and Pete and I sneaked a kiss when no one was around except Dean, we just talked about stuff.

"What do you think it will be like when we graduate Tim?" asked Dean.

"A lot different than last time." I replied without thinking.

"What was that?" asked Dean.

"Um, I said a lot different. We'll have a great time." I replied.

"Nah, I heard you." said Dean. "You said a lot different than last time. What did you mean by that?"

"Tim seems to think that he traveled back in time, and is sixteen again." giggled Pete.

"Really!" exclaimed Dean. "That is really interesting. So, what is the future like?"

"Oh, come on guys!" I said. "I was just fooling around when I told Pete that. You don't think people really travel through time, do you?"

"I don't know, you seemed pretty serious to me." said Pete. "You should think about taking up writing."

"Ha, ha." I chuckled. "That's a good one Pete, me becoming a writer. Next thing I know, you'll have me living in Florida."

"So, back to my question." said Dean after he finished laughing.

"I think it will be really great after we graduate." I replied. "Right now the only freedom we have is what we're given. Once we graduate, we can do anything we want."

"Geez, I'll have to wait another two years after you guys graduate to have that." said Pete.

"Don't worry Pete." I said. "I'll make sure you don't get bored while you're catching up."

"I hope so, or you wouldn't be a very good boyfriend." said Pete.

"I kinda envy you guys." said Dean. "Not that I want to fall in love with a guy or anything like that. It's just that you have someone that is so close. That's really cool."

"I'm sure you will find a nice girl to be that close with someday Dean." I said.

"That would really be cool." replied Dean, as he laid back on the grass and smiled.

As Dean laid back on the grass, Pete and I continued kissing when there was no one else around. It was a great afternoon as far as I was concerned, except I would have to talk to Pete later about blabbing to Dean about my predicament. It was no big deal though because I loved Pete very much.

That night, when we were alone in my room I said, "Pete, I love you very much so I hope you understand this. What I told you about me waking up one morning and having gone back to being sixteen again was only meant for you to hear. Please don't tell anyone else about that, like you did with Dean today."

"If it was just a joke, what's the big deal?" asked Pete sweetly.

"Because my love, it wasn't a joke." I replied. "You'll find out later that I was telling you the truth. I told you because I hoped you would understand. I don't trust anyone else enough to tell them what I told you."

"You're really serious, aren't you Tim?" asked Pete.

"The first time I was sixteen, I really liked you a lot." I said. "I was too chicken to ever tell you though, and it ate me up for two years. I graduated without ever getting to know you. When I became sixteen again, I swore that I wouldn't let that happen again. I really did come back again, and I think I came back just for you. I love you so much that I was able to turn back time for you."

"It would really be sweet if someone cared that much about me." said Pete. "I want to believe this Tim, I just wish there were some way to prove it. I do love you too Tim. Maybe that will be enough for me to believe this someday."

"Do you know how everyone thinks President Ford will be re-elected?" I asked. "I know for a fact that won't happen. Jimmy Carter, the peanut farmer from Georgia, will be the next President."

"You seem really sure about that Tim." said Pete. "If that does happen, then that would be enough for me to believe this."

"I wish you could believe it on just my word alone Pete." I said. "Look into my eyes and tell me what you see."

"I see the best thing that has ever happened to me." replied Pete. "I see someone who loves me more than anyone else has before, or ever will again. I see someone who would never hurt me,... or lie to me. I do believe you Tim!"

"Thank you Pete." I said, as I wrapped my arms around him. "I knew my love for you was right. We both need each other now, and for the rest of our lives."

Well, there is the first chapter of the continuation of the story. Pete and Tim have a lot in front of them, but it looks like they made it through a major point in their lives. Please send all comments to: timthestoryguy@yahoo.com. Thanks for reading, and I'll see you in Chapter 9.