Date: Sat, 26 Aug 2006 17:49:14 -0700 (PDT) From: genin boi Subject: A Simple Plan - Part 2 (bb, mast) The boys both jerked around when they heard a car door slam outside. "My dad!" Devon said standing up. He hadn't planned on his dad coming home so early from work. Devon glanced at the digital clock on the cable box. It wasn't even four thirty yet. Jason's cum ran down Devon's body as he raced to the window. He peeked around the curtains and saw his dad's back as he shuffled with groceries. Why'd he have to take off early to go shopping today, Devon thought. "Come on!" Devon said as he grabbed his clothes. Jason did the same. They ran towards the hallway, but Jason went for the stairs "He'll see," Devon said. His dad's keys jingled outside the front door. Devon went for the closet right behind the staircase. It was just big enough for Devon to fit in without bumping his head. Jason crammed in there with him. They scrambled to put on their clothes. "Wait," Devon whispered. "What do I do with all that stuff you squirted on me?" "Wipe it on something," Jason said. He fumbled with his shorts in the dark and kept bumping into Devon. "He'll find it." "Here," Jason said reaching out. "Where are you?" "Not so loud! I'm here." Devon reached touched Jason's arm. Jason moved in close, rubbing his hand down Devon's arm to his chest. He found Devon's chest and leaned in. "Don't move," whispered Jason. Devon stood still as Jason licked his own cum off of Devon's chest. It didn't take him long to lick up the bigger globs. His tongue traced over Devon's nipple, lapping up every bit until Devon's dark-skinned body was clean. Jason followed the parts that had rolled down Devon's body and even licked up the bit that had drifted down into Devon's pubes. A bit was on Devon's dick, and he felt the quick tap of Jason's tongue checking to make sure he got it all. "There," Jason said. Devon slipped on his shorts and pants and pulled on his shirt. He had cut the tag from it when he first got it because it scratched the back of his, so he didn't know if he had his shirt on right. Suddenly the closet door opened. Both boys stood there shocked. Devon's dad stared down at their surprised faces. Devon wondered how long his dad had stood outside the door. Had he heard what they were doing? "What are you doing in here?" Devon's dad asked. He had a soft voice, but it was just deep enough to give a commanding presence. He was a little darker than Devon and more slim than muscular. "Hiding," Devon said. At least he didn't lie. That was about the only thing his dad would whip him for. His dad stepped away so the boys could get out. "Well, if you're going to hide, don't hide where I can find you. And what did I tell you about leaving your shoes on the floor like that?" Devon sheepishly scurried back to the living room. He grabbed his shoes and Jason's. Jason picked up his socks. "Let's go upstairs." Devon said. "You can keep playing if you want," Devon's dad called from the kitchen. Jason shook his head. "Shi^×" he started, then remembered Devon's dad was home. "Shoot! I forgot to call my mom. She's probably freaking out. I gotta go." Jason put on his shoes, tucked the socks in his pocket and grabbed his bag. "See you tomorrow," he said as he left. Devon followed him to the door. "And only first wins count, trick!" ------- Devon's dad cooked hamburgers and fries that night. Devon loved watching his dad cook. His dad wasn't the greatest chef, but he always made it look fun and let Devon help whenever he wanted. "So how'd Jay like the 360?" Devon's dad asked as he sat a plate in front of Devon. He pushed the ketchup over and sat down at the table. Devon squirted huge globs of ketchup on his burger and all over his fries. The sound reminded him of Jason's balls slapping against his knuckles. It made Devon smile. "He liked it," Devon said. He took a bite of the burger. "Good. Maybe when he comes over tomorrow we can do a little co-op." "He'll kill you, dad," Devon said through a mouthful of burger. "We'll see. I talked to your mom today." Devon lost his smile. He hated hearing about his mother. He didn't even really know her. She and his dad had split. His dad got him because his mother worked for the state and was constantly moving from place to place. Devon kind of remembered her, but all he really knew about her was that she was forever busy and rarely listened to him when they talked on the phone. She talked down to him, something his dad never did. It was like she didn't want to be bothered with Devon even though she called him. "She wants to see you soon," Devon's dad said. "Maybe take you for the holidays." Devon almost choked. He quickly swallowed his burger. "No way!" he protested. "I don't wanna go! I wanna stay here." His dad shook his head. "I didn't say you had to stay with her. She just wants to see you." "Why?" "Because she's your mother," his dad said sternly. Devon pouted but didn't say anything else. They were silent for a while, then his dad spoke. "Look, I know you guys don't get along, but she's going to be here this Thanksgiving and you should at least spend some time with her. You haven't seen her in almost two years. If you don't like it, you can always call me. I'll come get you right away." "Can I call you now?" Devon said. His dad playfully punched him in the arm. "You haven't even gone yet! Besides, you mi^×" Suddenly the lights went out. "Son of a bitch!" Devon's dad said. He went to down to the basement. "Are they back on?" he called. "No." Devon heard his dad swear again. The lights popped back on. "Yeah, they're on," Devon shouted. But something didn't seem right. Devon listened for a moment. Nothing. He walked into the living room and listened again. He didn't hear anything. He headed over to the AC vent and placed his hand in front of it. Nothing. He flicked the vents back and forth. Still nothing. "Dad!" His dad came in and rolled his eyes. "I knew it!" his dad said. "I knew this would happen as soon as I bought that system. Shit! It's supposed to be in the nineties tomorrow." "You gonna take the 360 back? Devon asked. "Hell no!" Devon wasn't expecting that kind of response, but then his dad was a gamer. They only thing that had stopped his dad from buying the system when it first came out was the retiling job he had to do when the upstairs bathroom flooded. "So what do we do now?" "Eat a lot of ice cream." Later that night, Devon lay in his bed thinking about Jason's dick and what they'd done. Since they didn't have any fans, his dad had suggested that Devon sleep in just his underwear to stay cool. Devon opted to lay naked over his sheets. He used to do that when he was little. His dad slept naked all the time. Devon couldn't see how his dad did it. Devon always felt a little cold without at least shorts on. But at the moment the only thing on Devon's mind was his bet with Jason. His dick was rock hard and as he thought about Jason shooting that white stuff all over his chest, Devon stroked his dick. Jason had said Devon should be able to do it too, but his dad had come home before Devon could try. Well, Devon thought, now's a good time. He got up and checked his door to make sure it was closed and then lay back down. He gently rubbed his smooth dick until the clear stuff formed again. It took a lot less time than before. He was still surprised Jason had tasted it. Even though he was kind of disgusted by it, Devon couldn't help wondering what it tasted like. He rubbed and pumped until enough of it was there to run down his finger and he lifted it up. In the moon light it looked like glitter. He licked it a little, but he couldn't taste anything, so he stuck his finger in his mouth. It surprisingly tasted kind of sweet. It reminded him of Now and Laters, Devon's favorite candy. He scooped more out of his piss hole and tried it again. It tasted even better than before. Still, he wanted to see if he could make that white stuff like Jason. Devon pumped his dick as fast as he could, remembering how Jason had done it so fast that his hand was a blur. Something tingled in Devon's balls. It felt just like it had that afternoon. The sensation rode through his body and down his dick. He curled up as the sensation got stronger and worked its way down to the tip of his dick. His balls slapped against hand until finally it felt like he was going to piss. He stopped jerking, but the feeling just got stronger. Devon tried holding it back, but that didn't work. A clear liquid shot out of his dick. At first he thought he'd peed. Then two spurts of white stuff fell onto his chest. He touched his dick and another spurt came out. "Wow..." Devon muttered. He squeezed his dick just as Jason had done and a little dot white stuff came out. He scooped it onto his finger and held it to the light. It was a definitely the white stuff Jason had made. It kind of looked like the clear stuff with little clouds in it. Devon sniffed it and touched it with his tongue. It tasted like the clear stuff, just gooier. He sucked a bit off his finger, but found he didn't really like the way it felt going down. All the same, he didn't have anything to wipe the stuff off with. His dad cleaned his room sometimes and Devon didn't want him to find the stuff. So he went ahead and cleaned off his chest just like Jason had done. Anxious to feel that sensation again, Devon went back to jerking. He did have that funny peeing feeling a few more times, but no matter what he did, no more of that stuff would come out. Tired, he rolled over and drifted off to sleep thinking about a new game he and Jason could play. ------- The next day Jason came over bright and early. It was already hot and humid. The humidity made it feel a lot hotter than it really was. Devon met Jason at the door in nothing but his boxers. Devon had a huge smile on his face. "What you so happy about?" Jason asked as he stepped in. A thin sheen of sweat covered his forehead and bare arms. Jason wore just a pair of shorts and a basketball jersey. "I did it last night," Devon whispered into Jason's ear. "Did what?" "Made that white stuff." "Told you," Jason said. The boys headed to the living room where Devon's dad sat on the couch playing Ghost Recon 2. He was wearing only a pair of blue jean shorts. Just like the boys his chest was hairless, though he had much more definition than either of them. "Hey, Mr. Howard," Jason said. "Damn, you're here early. What time is it?" "Ten o'clock. Can I stay over night?" Devon glanced at Jason. Jason winked at him. What was that about, Devon wondered. "You don't even have to ask," Devon's dad said. "Hope you ready to get whooped in Halo." "Yeah right!" Jason laughed. Devon's dad waved them over. "Take a load off." Jason came over, kicking off his shoes and sat them next to his bag. He pulled his shirt off as well. "Sorry about the heat," Devon's dad said. "It went out last night," Devon added. "I don't mind," Jason said. They played the co-op mode in Ghost Recon for a bit. Jason had never played the game, so he was an easy target for Devon's dad. Devon's dad slaughtered the boys. He wasn't a jerk about it, but he didn't spare them just because they were kids. He had the calm demeanor of a hunter on the prowl. By the time the boys knew where he was, they were already dead. Jason leaned over and whispered to Devon that they should make a bet with his dad. Devon advised against it. His dad was just too good for any double teaming scheme to work on. "I think he trains when I'm sleep," Devon whispered. "Form your little plans," Devon's dad joked. "It won't save you." The boys tried to redeem themselves twelve more times, but they couldn't get anywhere near Devon's dad's score. Jason finally gave up. The living room was sweltering hot and between the three of them Jason was sweating the most. "Hard to believe it's the middle of September, isn't it?" Devon's dad said. "Y'all want to go for a swim? The pool's still full." The boys agreed, but Jason paused. "I didn't bring any shorts." "You can wear some of mines," Devon said. "You only have one pair, Dee," Devon's dad said. "And you tore the lining in those, remember?" Jason folded his legs. "What do we do then?" "You can still swim." "With nothing on?" "Nobody can see you in the backyard." Devon's dad leaned towards Jason. "What, you afraid somebody's going to see you naked? They would have seen everything a few months ago when you did that little dive." Jason rolled his eyes. "Right..." "Come on, then," Devon said heading towards the kitchen. "I feel like I'm gonna melt." The boys went outside and pulled the weather cover off the pool. It was a decent size pool cut into the ground. It had come with the house, though Devon's dad had shelled out a few dollars to get a water heater added to it. Devon's dad stayed inside fixing the boys cold drinks. The pair stood next to the pool looking down at the deep in. "Well?" Devon, said. "Well what?" Jason asked. "You gonna do it?" "After you." "No way." It was weird, but for some reason Devon felt shy about stripping. Maybe it was because he was outside where people might see. Or maybe it was because his dad was just inside and Devon was worried that if he saw Jason's dick again he'd get boner. "Do it at the same time," Devon's dad shouted from inside. The boys cocked their eyebrows. "Alright," Devon said. He sucked in a breath and tugged off and shorts. Jason did the same, only he didn't have on any underwear. He pulled off his socks and tossed his clothes with Devon's. The boys jumped into the pool and waded around. "You didn't wear any underwear?" Devon asked. "Too hot," Jason said splashing Devon with water. The boys splashed each other for a bit. Then Devon held his breath and tugged Jason under the water. Jason popped back up to the surface. "Why'd you do that?" "Just come on for a sec," Devon said. Jason held his breath and the two boys went underwater. Devon loved the way Jason looked. His skin looked even smoother underwater. Devon could see every dimple in Jason's brown-skinned abs. Basketball was doing Jason's body good. Devon pulled Jason closer and slipped his hand around Jason's dick. Jason smiled and did the same. They starting jerking until both were completely hard and out of breath. They raced back to the surface. "Bet I can hold me breath longer than you!" Jason said. "Bet not!" Devon said. "Alright. One, two, three... Go!" The boys took deep breaths and went back underwater. Jason went back to jerking Devon. Devon rubbed Jason's balls. Soon they were out of breath. They broke the surface at the same time. "This is hard!" Devon huffed. "Hey," Jason wheezed. "Let's see who can hold their breath before they go." "Go where?" "You know, like yesterday." "Oh..." Devon turned around to make sure his dad was still in the kitchen. He was. "Okay," he said. "Go!" They went down again. Both had smiles on their faces as the jerked each other's dicks furiously. Devon was kind of curious to see what would happen if he went in the pool. What would the stuff look like? The sensation built in his balls again. At the same time, his chest was getting tight. He needed to get air, but he wanted to see Jason shoot underwater. Jason's face was all scrunched up. Devon could tell that he needed air too but neither wanted to lose. Jason's face scrunched. Devon swore he could see a thin stream of the clear stuff drifting up from Jason's dick. Jason jerked Devon faster. Devon tried to do the same, but he couldn't take it. He shot three puffs of the white stuff into the water. Jason smiled, but only for a moment. Devon could feel Jason's dick pulsing in his hand. Jason's stuff drifted up and off to the left. Devon wanted to stay down there longer, but his lungs couldn't take it. He swam back to the surface. "Gawh!" he coughed as he sucked in air. Jason came up wheezing after him. "Man..." Jason said. "You're on a... losing streak..." They took a moment to catch their breaths. Jason leaned against the edge of the pool. Devon scooted next to him. "Hey," Jason said. "I almost forgot." He climbed out of the pool. Devon followed him. Neither of the boys noticed their dicks were still rock hard. Jason fumbled through his shorts' pockets until he found a large square. "Check it out!" he said holding it up for Devon to see. Devon took it, running his finger over the weird circle in the middle of the package. He flipped it over. The label on it read: Trojan. "Where'd you get this?" "Outta my mom's drawer. You know what it is, don't you?" Devon shoved Jason. "It's a condom, bitch," Devon answered. "What'd you bring it for?" "Well," Jason said. A smile eased across his face. "You use it to catch all the white stuff. I thought we could make another bet." "What kinda bet?" "Who can make the most jizz." Devon cocked an eyebrow. "Jizz?" "That's what it's called. We can wear these and do it for like an hour and see who makes the most." "A'ight," Devon said. "But how d'you put in on?" Jason scratched his face. "I ain't sure about it. Lemme see." He took the condom from Devon and opened it. Both boys stared at it as Jason held the ring up. He began to the condom loose. "It goes the other way," Devon said. Jason stopped. "How d'you know?" "Cuz that thing looks like a tip and you're pulling it backwards. It's inside-out now. Here..." He took the condom from Jason and pulled the tip the other way. He paused for a moment and then got an idea. "Let me put on you," he said to Jason. "Okay." Jason's dick was semi-hard, but the moment Devon touched it, it swelled. Devon pushed the ring down Jason's dick, squeezing the air bubbles out as he worked his way down the shaft. It was just another excuse to touch Jason's dick, but Jason didn't seem to mind. Devon's fingers had just touched Jason's pelvis when he heard: "What the hell are you doing?!" The boys turned towards the kitchen. There was Devon's dad holding a tray of cold drinks. He stared down at them. Devon's hand was still wrapped around Jason's dick. "I can explain..." Devon said.