Date: Fri, 16 Oct 2009 06:25:05 -0700 (PDT) From: Jon D Subject: Crystal Lake -18 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 please go to another site. You are invited to send comments or story ideas to Playbuddy123@yahoo.com Crystal Lake - 18 The negotiations between Travis and his dad over plans for his Birthday party went late into Friday night. "You can't stay home!" Travis pleaded when his dad suggested maybe it would be best if he and Mrs. Cullen had a quiet dinner with him at home, then they stick around to chaperone. Mr. Cullen was an able businessman in part because he knew how to horse trade. Travis learned from the time he was very young, that if he wanted something from his dad there would have to be some give and take. In the end, they shook hands on a deal. His mom and dad would drive into town, have supper at a lodge and then stay in town for a movie. The folks would come home about eleven. In exchange, Travis promised to make sure the house was in good order after the party, keep his room spotless for a month, and join the crew Mr. Cullen was recruiting to trim brush along their lane out to the main road. Travis called Josh with the good news early Saturday morning. "Come over about four thirty, okay?" Travis suggested. He smiled when Josh told him it wouldn't be a problem, and he'd see him then. * * * * Mr. and Mrs. Cullen were laughing and joking with Travis when Josh arrived. "You're sure you don't want us to stay and help out?" Travis's mom smiled. Travis gave her a sarcastic look, "Sure, that's exactly what I want, my parents hanging around my party all night!" then he grinned, "Besides, Dad and I have a deal." His mom gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "I know. Have fun, honey," she whispered, "Don't disappoint us, okay?" "Promise," Travis said softly and hugged his mom again. "You remember everything we talked about?" His dad asked. "Yes Sir," Travis grinned, "Trust me, everything will be fine." Mr. Cullen gave Travis a hug, "Okay, be sure to call us if you need anything." Travis nodded, "Thanks, Dad." Travis and Josh walked Mr. and Mrs. Cullen out to their car and waved as they pulled away. Once they were out of sight, the celebration began! "THANK GOD!" Travis grabbed Josh and lifted him off the ground in a huge hug. "Finally, we're alone!" They both laughed. Back in the house, the guys sat on the couch. "Did you get any presents from your mom and dad?" "Yeah, look at this," Travis held out his arm and showed off an expensive watch. Actually it was much more. The chronometer had several day date functions, time zones, stop watch, and probably a bunch of other things Travis hadn't worked out yet. "Wow, that's amazing!" Josh stared wide eyed. "I don't think I'll take it to school, too much chance of it getting stolen." Travis paused, and then said softly, "I'm really glad you can stay the night." "Yeah, me, too," Josh said as he cuddled close. They exchanged a gentle kiss. "Happy birthday!" Josh whispered, putting his arms around his boyfriend. "Thanks," Travis whispered back as they kissed again. The guys held each other and kissed tenderly for maybe half an hour. * * * * The sound of car tires on the gravel path announced that guests were arriving. Parents dropped the younger kids off, and those that had their license drove themselves. Drew and Cody were the last to arrive. Travis had invited Gregg Sparks, a couple of more football players, two tennis guys, two of Josh's science class friends, and Drew and Cody. He rounded out the guest list with an equal number of girls; a few from the cheerleading squad and the rest were ones Josh had suggested. Karen Jones, the girl who had felt up Travis at school and who had insulted Josh, had not been invited. "More people than I planned on," Travis said loudly into Josh's ear as the music blared in the background. "I guess a few of them invited a friend," Josh shrugged as both guys looked at a crowd that had swelled to almost thirty. "My dad's gonna kill me," Travis said with a worried look as the house rocked. People were dancing, laughing, eating and drinking. A small group of jocks had settled into Travis's room and were playing Madden NFL 10, another group of kids were seated around the dining room table playing poker, and the rest were either dancing or just hanging around. Three older guys walked outside and headed down to the shore. Travis suspected they were going out for a smoke. Travis tried to make the best of things by working the crowd, rescuing furniture that was in danger of spilled soda, cleaning things off the floor, and generally trying to be the good host. Josh settled into a chair on the front porch. Drew, Cody, and a couple of Josh's science friends followed him out there and made themselves comfortable. Travis came through the doorway just as Cody was speaking. "One wild party," Cody laughed, giving Josh a playful grin. "I hope Trav can keep things under control so he doesn't get into trouble," Josh answered with a worried look. "I'll be fine," Travis laughed as the guys turned in his direction. * * * * Gregg Sparks, living up to his life of the party image, managed to sneak some Vodka into the party. With a big grin, he made the rounds of his football teammates and poured a good measure of the stuff into their soda. Travis saw what was going on, but couldn't decide what to do. On the one hand he knew his dad wouldn't like the idea of kids drinking in his house, and on the other, Travis didn't want to have to be the one to put a stop to what Gregg and the jocks were doing. Travis finally decided that since Gregg didn't have very much of the stuff, and it was being spread among four guys; there was little chance anyone was going to get seriously wasted. "Just forget about it," he thought to himself and moved on. As the party continued, Travis grew more relaxed. Everyone seemed to be having a good time, and he had the impression he was making more friends. "So far, so good," he thought. Just when Travis thought the party was well in hand, Gregg stood on a chair, and, with a loud whistle, got the crowd to quiet down. "Okay, time to kick this party up a notch!" he said with a silly grin, clearly starting to feel the effects of the Vodka. "Strip blackjack!" he laughed. "The person that runs out of chips first, has to jump bare ass into the lake!" The kids all looked at one another with big grins, laughed, and then cheered. "So, who's up for it?" Gregg grinned. Smiles, snickers, and a few teasing remarks went around the room. Finally one of the football guys raised his hand. The crowd cheered. Then a second football guy agreed. Gregg said he'd do it, and then two more guys made it five. "Now how about some girls?" Gregg teased, looking at the cheerleaders. The girls blushed, giggled, and shook their heads no. It looked as if it might be an all guy thing, until, just at the last minute, the head cheerleader and her best friend changed their minds and agreed. The crowd gathered around the dining room table as the seven kids each received a stack of chips. "Birthday boy is the dealer!" Gregg laughed and looked around for Travis. "I really shouldn't do this," Travis mumbled to Josh as he grinned in Gregg's direction. "If my folks find out there were naked kids at my party, I'll be grounded for the rest of my life." "Well, there is a bright side, if you're dealing you can't lose," Josh laughed. Travis grinned, and with a "what the fuck" shrug, moved to the table to take his place. The crowd was delighted. The game went on for more than thirty minutes. Several of the players were down to the last of their chips when Gregg apparently decided the game had gone on long enough. He pushed his remaining chips in as a final bet. Travis, as dealer, had a nine showing, so he had the possibility of nineteen. The other players had fours through kings showing. As they turned their cards over, it was a mixed bag. Three players busted when they drew cards. The other four players had final counts of seventeen, eighteen, or nineteen. Travis grinned as he turned over his hole card and it was a ten. "Dealer has nineteen," he laughed as he scooped up chips from three of the four final four. The last one having matched his nineteen was a "push". When it was all over, Gregg's eighteen hadn't been good enough, and he was out of chips. So was one of the cheerleaders. The crowd screamed, laughed, and cheered as Gregg grinned and raised his hands acknowledging defeat. "Strip, strip, strip," the chant started as a whisper and grew louder. Gregg looked at the cheerleader, smiled, and then unbuttoned his shirt and threw it on the table. Pulling his white T-Shirt over his head, he tossed it aside as well, showing off his ripped chest. The crowd cheered. Cindy in turn blushed, pulled off her sweater, and playfully showed off her bra and smooth tummy. The guys whistled, and cheers went up. Grabbing Cindy by the hand, Gregg led her out the door. The crowd poured out and followed them down toward the lake. As Gregg and Cindy got to the end of the pier they stopped, and took off the last of their clothes. Travis looked nervously around, praying none of the neighbors were watching. The crowd stared at their two bare asses as Gregg and Cindy hid their fronts from view. Finally, after a little teasing from the football guys, Gregg turned to the crowd, grabbed his dick, and gave it a shake as the girls screamed and the guys hooted. Cindy turned around too, but kept her hands over her mound, just showing her tits. The football guys started lewdly chanting, "pussy, pussy, pussy," until she finally pulled her hands away, revealing what was between her legs. There were more cheers and laughs. Seconds later, Gregg took her by the hand and they jumped off the end of the pier. There were a couple of high pitched squeals as they hit the cold water. The crowd roared. Ten minutes later the two teens were wrapped in blankets by the fireplace, drinking hot chocolate, the center of attention. * * * * Drew looked at Cody standing near the edge of the circle of kids watching Gregg's show. As the only native kid there, he looked a little out of place. "Want to take a walk?" Drew asked Cody softly as the crowd broke up. "Yeah," Cody blushed, and followed Drew around the house toward the back. They walked down the leaf strewn road for a while and then headed into the woods toward the shore. "Full moon tonight," Cody said softly, looking at the reflection of the moon on the water. "You talking about Gregg's ass?" Drew laughed as Cody turned. "No," Cody giggled, "But he does have a nice one!" "Maybe, but my dick's bigger," Drew laughed. "It is?" Cody smiled. "Yeah," Drew said softly, reaching for him. Drew pulled Cody close. "Thanks for coming here with me tonight," he whispered, staring into Cody's eyes. "You're welcome." They looked at each other for one long minute. "Can I kiss you?" Drew finally asked Cody nodded. The boys brought their lips closer, still staring at one another. Then, gently they touched and kissed. The first kiss was brief, and then with a smile, they did a second, holding it longer. "That was nice," Cody whispered as he rested his head against Drew's shoulder. "Very nice," Drew said, hugging Cody and tenderly running a hand down his back. "That was my first," Cody said, looking up at Drew. "Your first kiss?" Cody nodded and smiled, "Sweet fourteen and never been kissed." Drew felt proud he had been Cody's first. He hugged Cody and whispered in his ear, "Want to try it again?" Cody nodded. * * * * Amazingly the party had come to an end without any major trouble. The different social groups had managed to have a good time together, without getting overly friendly, or upsetting the delicate balance between jocks and nerds. In fact, Travis felt maybe a little progress had been made at bridging the gap. Travis did a good job of getting rides for the football players that had been drinking alcohol. The way they looked at the girls, Travis had no doubt the night wasn't going to be over when they left the party. Drew and Cody stayed to help clean things up. "Thanks guys," Travis finally said as Drew and Cody put the last of the trash away and stood at the door about to leave. "No problem," Cody smiled and wrapped an arm around Drew. "What's up with that?" Josh laughed. "Well, we took a walk, and you might say we kind of reached an understanding," Drew smiled. Travis laughed. "Did he go for your tonsils?" he asked Cody. Cody giggled, "Do I look like I kiss and tell?" They all laughed at that. "You guys go straight home now, ya hear?" Travis said with a playful tone. "Maybe," Cody blushed and then laughed. * * * * Travis and Josh made a final pass through the house to make sure everything was clean. Josh even insisted on taking the trash bags outside and putting them in the barrels for the trip to the landfill. The guys were in Travis's room when his mom and dad got home. "The house looks perfect," Travis's mom said with a smile as she and Mr. Cullen stood in the doorway of Travis's room. "Thanks, Mom," Trav grinned. "Everything go okay?" His Dad asked. "Yup, no problems!" "We're glad you had a good time," his mom grinned, "Don't stay up too late, huh?" "We won't, we'll probably just play some video games for a while then crash." "Okay, goodnight!" His Dad said softly, "Happy Birthday, Son." Travis approached his parents and gave them each a hug. "Thanks, Mom, Dad, for everything." "You're welcome," his dad said. "Yes," his mom agreed. Travis noticed his Dad closed the door as they walked away. "Your folks are so cool," Josh said with envy. "Yeah, they are, aren't they? But your folks are good, too. Your mom's a great cook," Travis's smile got bigger, "and your dad...is so hot." Josh made a face, then laughed. * * * * It was past midnight when Josh finished up in the bathroom and headed back to Trav's room. Wearing baggy sleep pants and an old T-shirt, he smiled when he saw that Trav was already in bed. "Want some company?" Josh giggled. "Definitely," Trav said softly. Josh went over to a canvas bag sitting next to his backpack. Unzipping the bag he carefully took out a box wrapped in green paper with a small bow. "Another present," Josh giggled as he climbed into bed and snuggled under the covers. He'd wanted to give Trav his gift all evening, but needed to wait until just the right moment. Trav smiled, "You're all the present I need." He leaned close to Josh and gave him a tender kiss. "Open it," Josh urged, licking his lips after the kiss. Trav slowly pulled the paper off the scrapbook size box. He lifted the lid and reached inside. "Wow, this is amazing!" He said as he carefully lifted the intricate web of colored string wrapped around bent sticks and adorned with a feather. "What is it? Trav said, looking it over from every angle. "A dream catcher." "What's a dream catcher?" "The Chippewa people made these a long, long time ago. They would hang one over a baby's cradle. The belief is that it catches bad dreams and nightmares, and only good dreams are left. The good dreams fall through the hole in the middle and land on the child." "That's so cool!" "I'm sorry I couldn't buy you anything. I don't have much money. So, I made this instead. Cody helped me." Josh felt like he might cry. Trav had gotten lots of really expensive gifts, and all he could manage was something home-made. Trav looked at his friend, "Josh, this is perfect. It's special; you made it, you..." He seemed to struggle for words. "It's...just perfect." Josh was relieved. "Happy dreams, Trav," he whispered. "I love you so much!" Trav sniffed as he hugged Josh, tears in his eyes. "I love you more," Josh whispered, and started to cry as well. They kissed softly, and then snuggled under the covers. They held each other for a while, giggled, kissed, and gently touched. Trav hung the dream catcher on a bedpost, saying he'd ask his dad to put a hook in the ceiling over his bed the next day. Lying back down, Trav said, "Have I ever told you that you're the cutest guy in school?" "Cuter than Cody?" Josh giggled. Trav hesitated a moment too long. Josh punched him in the arm, "You think Cody is cuter than I am?" he teased. "Well, he is pretty cute, with that long black hair and all," Trav laughed. Josh pretended to pout, and then smiled. "Yeah, he is kind of hot!" he finally agreed. Deciding to change the subject, Josh said, "Happy Birthday, Trav." He wrapped his arms around Trav's neck, kissing him long and deep. Josh opened his mouth, allowing Trav's tongue entry, letting him kiss him equally as deep. Putting his forehead against Trav's, Josh looked his boyfriend in the eyes. "Will you make love to me?" he whispered. Trav answered with a tender kiss. Josh lay back, resting his head on the pillow, and smiled at Trav. "I want to see your face this time," he smiled. Trav sat back, and, with a playful smile, grasped Josh's sleep pants near the waistband. With one slow pull he got them down. Josh kicked one leg then the other as Trav pulled the pants over his ankles, tossing them on the floor. Josh was already hard. He put his hand around his dick and slowly rubbed himself as he watched Trav push his own boxers down and then got them off. "Mmm, that looks nice," Josh giggled as Trav gave his dick a stroke. "Nicer than Greg Sparks?" Josh pretended to think about it. Trav made a sad face, and Josh giggled. "Your's is much nicer." Trav smiled, crawled to the edge of the bed and pulled the drawer open on his bedside table. He reached in and grabbed the lube and a condom. "We don't need that tonight," Josh nodded at the foil wrapper. Trav grinned, threw the condom on the floor, and popped the top on the lube. He squirted some on his dick and then put a glob on his finger. Josh grinned and pulled his knees back toward his shoulders, happily giving Travis access to his boy hole. "I love this part," Trav said with a giggle, tenderly rubbing his greasy finger around Josh's ring before easing his fingertip inside. He pushed it in and out a couple times as Josh smiled. "Squeaky clean," he joked, pulling his finger out and looking it over. Josh laughed. Trav looked around, grabbed his boxers, and wiped off his hand. Josh reached out as Trav crawled close and pulled him into a hug. They kissed again. Trav gently pushed Josh's legs back with his own, and let his cock head lightly touch Josh's hole. "Go slow," Josh whispered, wanting to enjoy every inch of Trav's dick as it filled him. Trav eased his cock forward. Josh moaned as his boyfriend's dick slowly penetrated his tight bottom and slid into his rectum. "Oh, that feels nice." he whispered. Putting his arms on either side, Trav rolled Josh back a little as he slid deeper. They stared into each other's eyes as Trav slid in the last two inches and bottomed out. Josh wrapped his legs around Trav and pulled himself up tight against his crotch. They kissed. "You feel so good inside me," Josh whispered, as Trav slowly pulled back and then pushed deep once again. "I'm going to make this last," Trav smiled, settling into a long slow fuck. The boys kissed, looked into one another's eyes, and made gentle love. Josh sensed Trav was getting close a couple of times, but Trav would then stop, hold himself perfectly still inside Josh's warm tunnel, and then slowly begin again. Their love making was unhurried and genuine. It seemed to Josh that with every stroke and with every moment, their love grew deeper, more intense. "I love you so much," Josh whimpered, as Trav gently probed his ass. In time, Trav's thrusts grew shorter, a little harder, and more deliberate. Josh sensed he couldn't hold back much longer. "Go ahead, do it," Josh urged, "fuck me hard." Trav responded. His hips gained speed as he fucked into Josh with more urgency. He rolled Josh further back onto his shoulders, opening his ass so he could pound harder. "Oh, fuck, ya, that's it," Josh moaned as Trav found Josh's sweet spot, the head of his dick rubbing back and forth over the bump deep in his ass. "Shit," Trav grunted, pounding into Josh again and again, "your ass is so hot," he moaned as Josh wiggled beneath him. Josh's face was now red with the exertion of getting fucked and having his legs pushed back so far his feet were practically touching the headboard of the bed. Trav's breaths came in quick gasps, as he hammered Josh's rear end. "Almost there," Trav grunted, slamming his dick into Josh with all his strength. He fucked again and again until finally he came. "Ugh, uh," Trav finally grunted as he fucked into Josh one last time. "Yeah, cum in my ass," Josh whimpered. Trav groaned, jamming his dick deep into Josh's butt. He held himself there, obviously savoring the moment. Less than a minute later it was over. Trav was pulling air into his lungs in long gasps. Settling down, he reluctantly pulled out, and tenderly let Josh's legs fall to either side of him. He leaned down and the two kissed, their tongues deep in each other's mouth. Trav finally lay on his back beside Josh. "That has to have been our best one ever!" he whispered. Josh rolled over and rested his head on Trav's chest. "Yeah," he giggled, "it was really fun." They lay quietly for a little time. "Did you get off?" Trav finally asked. "Not yet." Trav reached for Josh's cock. "What should we do about that?" he asked tenderly as he gave his boyfriend's dick a stroke. Josh shrugged. Trav rolled over and retrieved the lube from his night table. Josh watched as he squirted a glob onto two fingers and then rolled onto his side facing away from Josh. He reached back, and started to grease his pucker, sliding one finger in, then the other, ending with two of them rubbing back and forth over his butt hole. Trav tossed the lube to the floor, rolled back to face Josh, and wrapped his wet hand around Josh's penis. He slid it up and down a few times, wiping the last of the lube over his cock head. Josh grinned as Trav then crawled over and straddled his crotch. He smiled. They stared at one another as Trav slowly sat back, centering his ass hole over Josh's dick. Then, he slowly lowered himself. Josh wrapped his hand around his cock and held it steady as Trav sat down on him. There was a pause as Josh's fat knob pushed against Trav's tight ring, but then with just a little more effort, it popped in. "Oooohhhh," Trav moaned, as Josh's cock slowly sank into his tight, hot moistness. With Josh finally balls deep in his ass, Trav smiled. "How long can you last?" he laughed, slowly lifting up and then sliding back down again. Josh grinned, "Long enough to make you wish you didn't put me in there!" Trav slowly leaned forward. Josh adjusted his legs so he could keep his cock deep in his boyfriend as they kissed. Trav ground his ass back and forth over Josh's crotch, and Josh gave his cock a mild thrust once in a while. Trav eventually leaned forward and held on to the headboard of the bed as Josh thrust upwards into him. The grunts and groans of the second round were more urgent than the first. But Josh was just as determined as Trav had been to make it last. Several times he stopped fucking, only to feel Trav grip him more tightly by squeezing his ass muscles. Feeling he was nearing the end, Josh pushed Trav a little to one side, and Trav climbed off his dick. "Face down," Josh grunted, gently pushing Trav in that direction. Lying on top of his boyfriend, Josh aimed for the center of Trav's ass and pushed forward, slipping easily back inside. "Time to fuck!" Josh grunted, and slammed his hips forward, pounding into Trav as hard as he could. Trav grunted as Josh slammed into his ass. Josh rose up a little from Trav's back and rammed his dick hard and deep, reaching as far as he could into his boyfriend's rear end. "Fuck!" Josh grunted as he screwed his dick left and then right, urgently reaming Trav's butt. The gentle romance and the tender love was set aside as Josh took Trav's ass and made it his own. "Oh fuck," Josh moaned again, taking total control. Trav lifted his ass up, begging for it. "Give it to me," he grunted as Josh drilled him. "Fuck me, man," he whimpered. Josh spread his legs, raised himself up on his hands, and thrust his cock between Trav's ass cheeks like a demon. His dick made slurping sounds as it slid in and out of Trav's hole. Sex this intense doesn't last long. Sweat covered Josh's back and forehead as he dicked Travis in long deep strokes. "Gonna cum," Josh finally grunted, slamming as hard as he could into Trav's ass, his nuts slapping against Trav's cheeks. "Shit," Josh moaned, feeling his cum being squeezed up from his balls. Four hard squirts of cream shot out the end of his cock. He could feel the warm juice shoot deep into Trav's butt and then surround his shaft. With an almost primal need, he twisted his dick and tried to push the stuff as far into his boyfriend as he could possibly reach. "Take my cum," he groaned as he pumped his cock into Trav a few more times and then finally stopped. Exhausted, Josh collapsed on Trav's back. Struggling to catch his breath, Josh nuzzled Trav's neck. "Oh, fuck that was sweet!" Josh finally whimpered, giving Trav's ass one last poke. He closed his eyes and slowly recovered. They lay like that, Josh on Trav's back, until Trav finally grunted. "Josh, could you, like, get off me?" Josh giggled, "Sorry." He gently rolled off. The two lay side by side, and, then, when the time seemed right, they kissed again. "You know it isn't polite to give the birthday boy a sore ass." "It isn't?" Josh laughed. "Yeah, it's like a rule or something!" Trav joked. "I never knew that!" Josh giggled, "but then again you were the one that stuck my dick up there!" Trav laughed, "Sure, so it's MY fault, huh?" "Yup, all your fault!" Josh grinned. * * * * The guys lay wrapped in each other's arms all night, the soft snorts, snores, and moans of teen boys sleeping were the only sounds that filled the room. Just as dawn was breaking, Travis woke up and smiled, pleased that Josh was still asleep. He watched him until he woke, and then they kissed and cuddled. "Have to pee," Josh laughed, giving Travis a quick kiss and heading to the bathroom. Travis ran after him. They stood next to one another doing their business, trying to keep quiet so they wouldn't wake Travis's parents. Finished, Travis nodded in the direction of the shower stall. The guys showered together, playfully washing each other's backs, asses, and dicks. Another round of love making followed as they again cuddled in bed. "Did you have a good birthday?" Josh whispered, playfully holding Travis's soft and sticky dick in his hand. "The best," Travis whispered. * * * * I'm nearing the end of the story. Please send story ideas and comments to Playbuddy123@yahoo.com. Thanks to all my loyal readers and to Andrew for his support and help as editor. Jon