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1. This story is fictitious and any resemblance to persons living or dead is pure coincidence.
2. This story depicts acts of physical intimacy between boys, as well as between men and boys. If this content is anathema, distasteful or otherwise illegal for you to consume, please take necessary steps to surf elsewhere.
3. This story is about deep and enduring friendship, but also about "hot, sweaty, lust driven passion sex" that transcends friendship in as much as it can be born from it.
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Charles Rubin

c.rubin@contactoffice.net
January 2017

 

(From previous chapter)

Gene unconsciously brushed Aaron's hair a little as he replied.

"But we are gay for each other. Like, super butt sexing gay for each other. But you already knew that, though."

"Sometimes I'm jealous, you know?"

"Why?" This was such a weird conversation to be having! Two in one day, and with father and son no less.

"Because I wish I had a dad like you."

There it was, the classical daddy issues that so-called shrinks flagged as the roots of all gayness. Bullshit, Gene told himself.

Suddenly, as Gene felt another pair of arms hug him from behind, a familiar pressure on his right shoulder announced the arrival of his mildly-nymphomaniac teenage ward.

 

Chapter 9- Periwinkle shared, squared.

 

"I see the two of you started without me." Davis said in his best pretentious theatrical voice.

Aaron suddenly let go of Gene and jerked himself away as though he had received an electric shock. "Dude, hey man, look we didn't do anything, I was just asking Gene about-"

Davis' mirthful laughter filled the room, drowning out Aaron's frenzied attempt to explain being caught with his arms around his best friend's lover. From where he stood, little spooning Gene from behind, chin nestled in its customary place in the soft small of Gene's shoulder (basically over the non-bony subscapularis muscle), Davis savoured the sight of Aaron's I'm busted face.

"Dude, Aaron, it's cool. I heard everything. It's cool, really."

Gene recalled the night when he collected Davis' guardianship papers from Mrs Garrison. Davis had eavesdropped on them unseen from the top of the stairs that time too. Then, as now, he had no idea how long his boy had been listening in on them.

"You sly rascal, Dav," Gene bantered playfully. "Just how long were you listening at the door?"

Davis squeezed Gene tightly from behind, grinding his hips against Gene's butt as he did so as well as giving him a quick peck on the cheek. "Long enough to know just how lucky I am to have you, sweet cheeks." Davis then whispered into Gene's ear, words just for him.

"Now I understand what you meant the other day about not playing with other people unless I was ok too." Davis then stuck his tongue into Gene's ear, wriggling it about and causing him to shiver slightly in sensual surprise.

"I love you, Gene," Davis said, this time in a stage whisper so that Aaron could hear it.

"I love you Dav." Gene replied as he turned his head to the right. They locked lips and started some noisy, sloppy tongue action right there.

"Oh. My. Gosh. You two are UNBEARABLE!" Aaron feigned disgust and made some `bleah' sounds to simulate puking. "Could you two be any more sappy than you are right now? Go get a room so you don't corrupt pure and innocent minds like mine!" Aaron made more puking sounds before breaking into chuckles. Gene and Davis joined in the laughter.

"It seems like we have someone who tried to seduce my boyfriend!" Davis put on his snobby aristocratic voice. "Oh what shall we do with this shameless freeloader?"

"Haha, piss off you turd." Aaron flipped Davis off even as he made a monkey face, sticking his tongue out.

Davis released Gene from the spoon hug and stepped around toward Aaron, but not before quickly double squeezing Gene's butt cheek on the way past.

You're so naughty, Davis. Gene took a step back and leaned against the doorframe, eager to watch this play out.

Davis took Aaron's hands in his own and the boys came together, groin to groin, hands on each others' hips. Davis inched his face closer until he was Eskimo kissing with Aaron. Giving his friend a quick peck on the lips, Davis' voice became mischievous.

"Can we keep him Gene?" Davis half turned his head as he spoke to the doorway behind him. "We could share him..."

Gene realized that this was a watershed in their relationship, and that Davis had somehow reached a more secure place in his own healing. Buoyed by his boy's happiness, Gene joined in the role play.

"I dunno, he's kinda scruffy. We might have to teach him some discipline."

"Ooooohhhh..." Davis cooed as he turned back to face Aaron, who was now beaming, on the cusp of breaking out in giggles. "Discipline... that's only for bad boys. Have you been a bad boy, Aaron Brown?"

"Arfff! Arf! Arf!" Aaron play barked as he licked Davis' nose a few times.

Davis took Aaron by the wrist and led him toward the door of the study. As they neared Gene, Davis also grabbed him by the hand and together the three went back to the master bedroom. Davis left Gene and Aaron on the bed, saying that he wanted to take a shower.

"Gene, why don't you show Aaron why I'm addicted to your blowjobs?" said Davis as he closed the bathroom door behind him.

Gene and Aaron looked at each other momentarily before bursting out in laughter.

"Did your boyfriend just order you to give me head?" Aaron's only slightly broken voice sounded so sexy when he said that. Gene grinned like a leopard and wasted no time in pulling Aaron's red sweat pants down to reveal no boxers underneath, only a freshly shaved, cut teen dick which was rapidly growing to its nail hard length of just under five inches. Unlike Davis', Aaron's cock had a prow head and stood out almost perpendicular to his hips when it got hard. While this would make it easier for him to top, and Gene was fairly sure that the occasion would come this weekend, it needed a little more maneuvering to take the boy's full length without mouth parts getting in the way.

Gene sucked and serviced Aaron's now fully aroused pole, dividing attention between the shaft proper, the boy's nuts, his frenulum and his glans. While Gene may only have been teaching math and music for a couple of years, he had enough practice and experience giving head to pre-qualify for a doctoral degree.

"Gene... Gene... oh fuck... so good.." Aaron's head was flipping back and forth on the bed as he lay on his back, legs spread and knees slightly bent. He was wearing a long sleeved `Superman' t-shirt with the crest logo on his chest. Combined with his blue spectacle frames, Aaron looked like a teenaged Clark Kent getting a blowjob, and an awesome one at that.

As he edged the boy further into the rhythm of the sex, Gene started using his fingers as well. He tenderly kneaded Aaron's nuts, then used his left thumb to give the boy's perineum some royal treatment. Aaron moaned loudly, grabbing Gene's hair as he face fucked him. Unlike Davis, who was more used to letting Gene bring him slowly to a mind blowing cum, Aaron had not yet been trained to appreciate the art of drawn out fellatio. His teenage libido was frothing, boiling over, searching for the release valve that would bring his cum screaming into the world like Mount Vesuvius erupting on a clear summer's day.

At this point, a wet haired and freshly showered Davis arrived, climbing onto the bed and straddling Aaron's chest. Removing Aaron's superman shirt, Davis then presented his own already-rock-hard dick to be serviced by his sleepover guest. Aaron was already quite far gone from his own blowjob and he eagerly took Davis' downward curved cock into his mouth without a second thought. Aaron's hands, which had hitherto been working on his nipples, redirected their efforts to playing with Davis' balls. In between his own ministrations, Gene vaguely noticed that Aaron was trying to emulate some of the hand techniques that had been employed on him just moments earlier. Like Davis, Aaron would prove himself a keen student when the subject matter was of interest to him.

Aaron came first, moaning loudly even as he kept sucking on Davis' cock in his mouth. "Mmmpphh!! Mmmmmhhhrrrmmm!! Mmaaaahhhhhmmmm!!!!"

Toes bunching, Aaron's skinny teen legs tensed and twitched against Gene's shoulders as several strong jets of hot boy spunk coated the inside of the math teacher's mouth. Gene loved the salty, tangy taste and eagerly swallowed every drop. He could feel a sheen of sweat on Aaron's inner thigh, adding even further to the ambrosia that was the scent of a boy's crotch during sex.

Sensing his buddy go over the edge, Davis removed his dick from Aaron's mouth and jerked it furiously, lubricated by spit and his own pre-cum. Davis forewent his usual loud cumming cries in favour of a more subdued but no less hot series of breathy mouth pants, of the sort he usually employed when he was getting off in school or some other place where loud horny screams would have been lacking in tact. Davis looked down at his friend's dreamy, flushed face as he aimed his cock at Aaron's open mouth. The angle of the first spurt was off, crowning Aaron's forehead with a pearly tiara. The second volley landed over Aaron's blue spectacles, a glazing of semen coating the lenses and nose bridge. Davis finally managed to get his third and subsequent shots into Aaron's mouth and as he inserted his dick into his buddy's pie hole, the young superman fan started suckling on his buddy's rod like a calf on a teat. All the while, Davis' body shuddered slightly with each wave of his orgasm, testament to how very enjoyable it was to cum, even more so when one got to give a buddy a hot facial.

Aaron stared up at Davis with a smug, satisfied look on his face. Rosy cheeked, his fringe was matted by beady streaks of cum. He knew he must have looked a slutty mess and he loved it. Davis leaned down and cleaned his friend up with his mouth before they swapped a cummy kiss. Then to top it off, Davis got into spooning position behind Aaron and, grabbing his phone off a nearby pillow, the boys took a joint selfie that, if leaked, would surely have the townsfolk at Gene's doorstep with torches and pitchforks. After two discarded takes, the boys felt satisfied with their post-sex `we-fie' head shot. Two handsome blonde banged boys, one bespectacled, both with that unmistakable post-orgasm flush on their smiling faces. Furthermore, they were lying sideways on a bed as two spoons, bare shouldered in the frame. Finally, if those elements were not suggestive enough, each boy had glistening streaks of semi-dry cum all over their lips. Aaron, of course, still had small pearls of cum in his hair and telltale smears on his spectacles. The boys' respective green and grey pupils twinkled with a zest for shared life and love.

Gene made a mental note to have a proper talk with the boys about sexting and cyber security when it came to compromising photographs like that, but for now he was content to bask in the intoxicating aura of two beautiful afterglows. Not even three hours had passed since the boys' sleepover had begun and already, the room was heavy with the smell of teen boys doing what they did best. Gene knew that in his heart he wouldn't have it any other way.