Date: Sat, 23 Jan 1999 23:29:52 EST
From: Boyheh@aol.com
Subject: Neighborhood kids part 7/Jonathan & Adam t/t young friends

The Neighborhood Kids Series -- Part 7

Jonathan and Adam

by Michael Jacks

DISCLAIMER: If you should not be reading a story about boys in love with each
other -- DON'T! 

CHAPTER ONE
It's a bright sunny day, warm and inviting by the pool and that's where
Jonathan is. His favorite plastic-webbed lounge chair has adjusted to the
weight of his lithe, slim, naked body. His arms are fanned out under his head,
his face turned towards his left, away from the sun. His shoulders and back
glisten with tanning oil. His round, firm buttocks shine under the morning
sun; perfect and well-formed. His legs, feet pointed, give off the perfection
only the adolescent body can have; hairless and starting to tan. There is no
visible tan line, such a turn on later in the summer, but this is early,
Jonathan's first lay-out session. His back heaves slowly up and down as the
warm rays of the sun soak deeply into him;  ribs expanding so the lungs can
fill with the warm, moist air. His tight, blonde, curly hair lays close to his
scalp. His right hand reaches behind him and traces a trail through the oil on
his backside; something itches. He scratches. His hand returns under his face.

His buttocks start flexing and relaxing, flexing and relaxing, and we come to
find out his long, hairless hardon is sticking through the webbing of the
chair yhay is caressing the sides of the shaft, ever so gently, pressing the
scrotum tightly to his body as he thrusts, slowly into the chair. He pulls his
dick all the way out to the head of his wonderful tool, about 5 1/2 inches in
it's hairless splendor -- just ripe and ready for the weight of manhood to
spring upon him, but his body is at that crossroads, where he has the size and
height of the man but the features of the boy. His penis glides in and out of
the webbing. He moans softly, his hand moves under his belly, grasping the
base of his swelling rod, pushing faster and harder into the chair. He reaches
the other hand down and around the chair to tickle and caress the purple head
of his engorged dick. He moans again. He bucks his hips into the chair,
mercilessly, both hands moving, one in his pubes and the other over the tip of
his straining member. His breathing is rapid and heavy, moans frequently
escape his throat. His buns are flexing and relaxing under the strain of his
humping. His hand starts moving over the shaft and he grunts as his penis
explodes onto the pavement with such force that you can hear the cum hit in
little splashes of goo: splish, splat, tzzitt, (grunt) splash, splish, spit,
ooze. (Ahhhh!) His arms drape languidly over the edges of the chair as he
momentarily is lost in the afterglow of a beautiful 14 year old cum. 

The fence gate is heard to unlatch and Adam enters. He is naked, except for
the towel draped over one shoulder. He spots Jonathan and his hand immediately
goes to his crotch. He runs it over the limp three incher that is surrounded
by a ring of fine, black hair. His penis quickly swells to it's full five inch
length under the expert ministration of his hands. Jonathan hasn't heard him
enter. He quietly moves over to where Jonathan is laying, masturbating his
erecting penis. He stands at the edge of the chair. Jonathan is still "out".
Adam strokes the entire shaft with one hand and begins to caress his ballsack
with the other one. His head lolls back as that feeling of ecstasy overtakes
him. He pumps harder on his thin, dark shaft, His balls bouncing between
strokes and caresses. He arches his back and his dick lets out large, gooey
ropes of thin, teen cum all over Jonathan's back and butt. Jonathan wakes and
turns over and grabs a hold of Adam's pulsating penis as it jitts out it's
last gifts of luscious liquid. 

Jonathan extends his tongue and catches a few drops, licks his lips and kisses
all over Adam's now shrinking cock. Adam starts bucking his hips, humping into
Jonathan's face. Adam sighs as his orgasm dies down. He pushes Jonathan back
on his back on the chair. Adam smiles as he sees Jonathan's rock hard dick
pointing up at him, beckoning him. Adam spreads his legs and lays on top of
Jonathan and puts Jonathan's dick between Adam's own legs. He kisses Jonathan
over the neck and chest and Jonathan starts humping into Adam's husky,
muscular 14 year old body. 

The oil between them feels sooooo good. Jonathan's hand reaches over to the
table and picks up the bottle and squirts a big jet of baby oil at Adam's
butt. It slides around and over his own penis, sticking and poking through
Adam's legs. He reaches between them and places Adams re-erecting tool between
their bellies and they hump and grind away. Jonathan's mouth covers Adam's as
their tongues intertwine. They thrust at each other furiously, like this was
the last time they were ever going to have sex. Adam's butt muscles are
flexing along with his back and legs. His arms grab onto the sides of the
chair and his biceps bulge out, strong and lean. Jonathan wraps his arms
around his hunky friend/lover as they squirm, writhe and grind their way to
another orgasm, which soon overtakes them as they exhale in grunts into each
other's mouths and flip their heads back and forth trying to get the best
tongue hold on their partner. Their penises explode almost simultaneously.
Jonathan's shoots about a foot in the air above Adam's ass and his jism lands
back on Adams' buttcheeks and lower back, even landing on the backs of his
legs. Adam's penis gushes his boyjuice between their bodies adding to the
lubrication of the oil and feeling great for both as the grinding slows to a
nudging and then just a pressing together. 

All this time they haven't spoken a word. But now the silence is broken.

	"Adam, you're really something."

	"Can't help it, Jonny, you're so damn sexy I had to have a piece of you."

	"Let's wash this off in the pool!"

	"Sure!"

Adam eases off the cum-streaked belly of his boyfriend, offers his hand, which
Jonathan takes and they walk over to the pool hand in hand. They look at each
other and jump in, feet first. They come together underwater in a quick kiss
as lips brush passed each other amid the bubbles. As they surface they embrace
fully, hands roaming over backs and butts, shoulders, and pecs, stomachs and
thighs,  ballsacks and penises, wiping away the traces of their lust. Adam's
dark brown hair and eyes look deeply into Jonathan's deep green eyes -- there
is a smile of contentment. Their lips meet. Jonathan reaches around to Adam's
butt and finger probes his anus. Adam moans. Jonathan probes deeper and Adam
almost sinks under the water. They move to the shallow end, where they can
stand and Jonathan pushes his finger deep into Adam's insides, poking and
caressing Adam's developing prostate. Adams spreads his legs, then lifts one
of them up for easier access. Adam reaches out and massages Jonathan's dick
and balls under the warm water. They kiss again. Probing and stroking. Both
boys get hard -- rock hard. Adam turns around, breaking the kiss and holds on
to the side of the pool. Jonathan moves behind him, his 5 1/2 incher straining
for the pucker of Adam's sweet ass hole. He eases in and begins thrusting.
These boys have fucked a lot -- I mean a lot!. Adam squeezes his ring tightly
around Jonathan's prick. Jonathan kisses the back of Adam's neck as he
thrusts, ever more surely and almost violently, in his effort to cum. His hand
reaches around and strokes Adam's 5 incher, his other hand plays with the
narrow ring of pubic hair around Adams hard cock. 

	"God, this is good!"

	"Fuck, yeah! Ooohhh! God, what are you hitting in there!"

	Don't...know... but it sure...feels ....uuunnngh...great!

	"Shit, I'm creaming"

Adam lets fly with his third cum of the hour. It jets out of his penis under
Jonathan's expert stroking, and spreads, amoeba-like, through the water of the
pool. Jonathan grunts and humps frantically into Adam's ass. Thrust....Thrust,
thrust...in...out, in, ...out, in, out, in, as his hips buck and hold his dick
deep inside Adam's ass, filling him with the cum of his throbbing teen balls. 

They stay, together, joined, Jonathan's arms around Adam's shoulders and
chest. Adam's hand finding Jonathan's face and stroking his cheek. Jonathan
nibbles on Adam's ear. They haul themselves up and out of the pool, slowly,
tenderly, not wanting to let go of each other. They make their way over to the
lounge chair and fall into each others arms amid kisses and caresses. In a
tangle of arms, legs and bodies intertwined, they fall asleep. 


CHAPTER TWO
In Jonathan's bedroom there are music and movie posters on the walls, clothes
on the floor and two bodies in his double bed. Two separate lumps can be seen
beneath the covers. The outline of the bums of both boys are rising and
falling. Their penises are hard and thrusting lightly between their pillows
and the mattress. Jonathan's shoulders and head are peeking out from under the
covers. Much of Adam's back can be seen as their butts hump their pillows.
Sheets and pillowcases are rubbing their shafts, balls and helmets, caressing
their adolescent sexuality with a soft glow of contentment. Jonathan starts to
pick up speed and begins to hump his pillow as he grunts and groans. Adam
begins to take long, deep thrusts into his pillow, with sighs and moans. They
reach out a hand and their fingertips touch and wrap around each other.
They're fucking the bed pretty well now as they both feel that pressure
building up in their balls, shooting out across their scrotum and up their
spine at the same time that the fire shoots out of the ends of their engorged
cockheads. They turn their heads towards each other and smile. Then their eyes
close and they drift back to sleep, the fire having warmed their loins. They
both push gently into the bed as they drift off. 

Penises. Penises everywhere you look; long ones, short ones, hairless monsters
and some with just the right amount of hair. They are surrounding Jonathan. He
takes one in his mouth, one in each hand. One 6 inch hairless hardon probes
his butt hole and gains entrance. There are penises thrusting between his
soft, downy haired legs, penises rubbing across his chest, nipples and
stomach, penises pushing into his armpits -- all seeking release. Jonathan's
body is twisting and turning to satisfy all the penises in his presence. He
gasps, he trembles and all of the penises unload their boyjuice in his mouth
and ass, between his legs and in his armpits and all over his hairless body.
He is covered in cum. He opens his eyes and sees Adam gently rubbing his spent
penis, his own cum now splattered all over his stomach and pubes, with the
final drips oozing out of his once hard boycock. Adam smiles. Jonathan opens
his mouth,

	"Shit, what a dream!"

	"You were moaning and humping in your sleep so I reached over and helped
out." 

	"Damn fine cum! Thanks!"

	"What was your dream?"

	"Cocks everywhere. Just about every dick I've ever seen in the locker room
was surrounding me and cumming on me and in me. "

	"Cool as shit!"

	"Adam, lay back!"

Jonathan pushes Adam onto his back. He starts at Adam's feet and licks across
his toes, past his ankles, up his calves and over his knees to Adams muscular
thighs. Adam moans in an exhalation of breath. His tongue draws circles around
Adams warm thighs. Jonathan's nose pushes into Adam's ballsack. His tongue
darts past Adam's pulsing erection. Jonathan's nose is now buried in Adam's
thin ring of pubic hair that sits on top of his 5 inch boner. Jonathan bathes
Adam's pubes in spit and continues up to the belly button where he fills it
with his saliva. He then moves his hands to Adam's thighs and works, massages
and tickles them as his tongue and mouth cross Adam's washboard stomach, up to
his tiny temples -- his nipples so pointed and brown. He sucks onto Adam's
nipples with a vengeance and Adam's body contorts making Jonathan's hands push
into Adam's crotch, pressing onto his cock and balls. Jonathan leaves Adam's
nipples and presses on to Adam's throat and neck, bathing them in warm spit,
caressing the flesh with his tongue. Jonathan shifts position and works up the
side of Adam's jaw as his hands busy themselves with Adam's throbbing boner
and shifting ballsack. Jonathan places his body over Adam so that Adam's boner
sticks up between Jonathan's legs and Jonathan covers Adam's mouth with kisses
and probes inside with his tongue to interlock with Adam's tongue in a
wrestling match. Jonathan is thrusting Adam's boner through his legs. Adam is
weak and can only lay there under Jonathan's assault. Only a boy knows how
good it feels to touch and be touched in those boy places. Only a boy can give
a boy those intense feelings of sexual pleasure that ripple through the young,
and adolescent bodies, uncontrollably. 

Quickly Jonathan shifts into high gear, Reverses his position, his fingertips
now caressing Adam's perky nipples and heaving chest. His mouth envelops
Adam's cock, taking it past the gag reflex in one swift move. Jonathan starts
bobbing his head and Adam thrusts up to meet him. Adam's head is thrashing
from side to side as his hips buck up into Jonathan's face. Jonathan sucks and
tongues the swelling cockhead, Adam writhes in blissful agony. Adam arches his
back, thrusting with force one last time into Jonathan's mouth. Jonathan opens
his throat and takes the load, one, two, three, four, five, six... seven
spurts of salty boycreme. Adam collapses back onto the bed. 

Adam reaches over to Jonathan's penis and takes it in his hand as Jonathan
continues to chew on Adam's dick as it softens. He strokes Jonathan's hard
penis. With the workout that they have had Jonathan humps into Adam's hand and
quickly shoots a small amount of creme onto the bed sheets. Jonathan collapses
onto Adam, they squooge around until they can kiss lightly. They lay there for
a few moments, tickling and caressing, pecs, pubes and shrinking shafts;
cupping ballsacks and gently squeezing them. Kissing tenderly on the lips. 

Jonathan rolls off Adam. "Shit, there's cum everywhere!"

	"Get a towel and clean it up. Then lets take a shower."

	"Sounds good to me."

They wipe off the bed sheets, throw the towels in the hamper and move into the
bathroom. Jonathan turns on the warm shower water and turns his face up into
it. Adams comes in the large stall behind him and nestles his body up against
Jonathan's from behind, arms around Jonathan's chest and stomach. With one
hand he reaches for the soap and with the other he turns Jonathan out of the
spray. He begins soaping up Jonathan's body. He begins, where else, with the
large, hairless penis hanging over equally hairless balls. Soon they are
covered in lather as Adam massages all around Jonathan's pubes and stomach. He
soaps up the chest and pits, around the back, over the supple, rounded globes
of ass cheeks.  Fingers are inserted in the crack and into the pucker. 

Jonathan's entire torso is being caressed and cleaned with Adam's two hands.
Jonathan's pole is standing at attention. So is Adam's. Jonathan takes the
soap from his lover and , even though Adam is continuing the treatment,
Jonathan strokes Adam's hardon, covering it with soap. He washes Adam's newly
hairy pubes and hairless ballsack. Both 14 year olds are luxuriating in the
soapy sensations of each other's hands. They break for a moment from the
attention to dicks and balls and they soap up legs and feet, backs and asses,
each taking time to probe inside each others ass holes with a soapy finger;
pushing in and wiggling around, each boy moans, and their boners press into
each others bellies. They get their raging hardons side by side between their
stomach and with one hand holding the other's ass cheek and the other hand
pushing in and out of the other's anus, they rub their penises against each
other. This continues -- pushing fingers in and out of asses and penises
gliding over soap-slick bellies, touching occasionally as the two dickheads
pass each other, adding immeasurably to the sensations. Fingers start working
quickly and deeply, in and out. Penises thrust and grind into bellies and
against each other. The boys heads fall back in total ecstasy as their penises
erupt in gobs of thick, creamy boy cum and anuses contract and spasm as their
developing prostates tremble with the excitement of fingers touching them and
what penises are calling from  them. They slip to the bottom of the shower
stall and let the water run over them as they kiss softly on the lips. They
grab the shampoo bottle and lather up each other's hair, (like the old
Johnson's "no-more-tears- formula" commercial). They grin and gaze at each
other as their lather rinses away, down their chest, across their nipples,
through their pubes, hairless and hairy and down their penises and into the
drain. They stay there, leaning on one another for support as the water
courses over their backs. 

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