Date: Sat, 30 Jun 2001 14:21:15 EDT From: SNJBoy76@aol.com Subject: Collision Part 14 Hey! Due to the enormous response that my last posting generated, I've found the time to write another part to this High School series. This is the fourteenth installment of "Collision". I'd like to thank all who have responded. Please keep them coming though. Let me know how you feel about the series. It gives me the drive to keep writing. I'd like to give a special thanks to Eric and BJ. As always this series is copyrighted in 2001 and belongs solely to the author. No unauthorized reproduction is allowed. If you are under 18 (or 21 in some areas), stop reading before you are severely affected by the story. If you are not amused by gay high school students going at it, then stop reading as well. You have been warned. And now... Collision, Part 14 "The Sex Chapter" By Joey E The threesome were at their usual table. Sara was no where to be found for some reason. They ordered there usual ice cream sundaes and relaxed. Just then, Ryan spotted Sara walking in. "Oh, there's Sara!" he said. "Oh, yeah, and there's her brother," Brett said. "Oh, yeah, and there's his boyfriend!" Eric exclaimed. "SHHHH!" Brett said. "Calm down, boy. It's okay." "Our coach with Sara's brother," Ryan said giggling. "What an interesting combination. "Hey, Sara says they're happy as can be," Brett said. "Oh, look they see us. This could be fun," Eric said, grinning "Settle down, there girlfriend," Ry said, softly. They walked right over to our table which had the room for them, if they wanted to squeeze in with them. Ryan was hoping they wouldn't. Eric was hoping they would. "Hey guys!" Sara said, coming up to our table. "You know my brother, Michael, right?" "Oh yeah," Brett said, shaking his hand. "And you know this guy, right?" she said, referring to our coach. "Uh, let me see," Eric said, smiling. "Shut up, Neuman!" the coach said smiling. "You want to sit with us?" Eric asked. "NO!" Sara screamed. "They don't." "Aw, but I wanted to," the coach said to us. "No, you don't," Sara said, glaring at her brother and the coach. "Well, I guess that settles that one," Michael said. Brett and Ryan laughed. We said our good byes and they went on their way. "Oh shit," Eric said, looking in the direction of the door way. "Do you have to do this every time we're here?" Brett asked, a little annoyed. Ryan stroked Brett's leg under the table. Brett turned and smiled at Ryan. "Of course, asshole. You've got your lay, I need mine!" "Why don't you try going after Miller?" Ry said before he could stop himself. Eric's face snapped around. "Who? Miller?" "Why not?" Brett asked. "All he needs is a dick up his ass!" "But we're forgetting who we're talking to, Brett. He's a bottom." "Oh, yeah," Brett answered. Brett and Ry both died in laughter. Eric didn't look particularly amused. "So who takes it up the ass in your relationship?" Eric asked out of the blue. That caused Ry and Brett to stop laughing. "Well, uh..." Brett started to say. "Uh.....well..." was all Ryan could manage. "Come on, man, you do fuck don't you?" Eric asked. "Uh, not really," Brett said, softly. "WHAT? You've been going out for four months and you're still not fucking?" "What's wrong with that?" Ryan asked, defensively. "Nothin' I guess. I just thought Brett would be doin' you up the ass by now," Eric said. Brett, taking a sip of his coke, gagged and coughed. Ryan grinned at Brett. "He ain't getting anywhere near this tight ass, babe." "Oh really?" Brett said, once recovered from his coughing. Ryan just winked his eyes and smiled. "Damn, you guys." "Well, okay Eric, if you must know, he did finger me," Brett said softly. "Oh, whoop dee do!" Eric said. "I finger myself when I beat off!" Ryan laughed. The sight of Eric fingering himself just proved to be funny in his mind. "Well..." Brett said. "I'm just getting him ready for the real thing. You'll be the first person we call when we finally fuck, okay?" Ryan asked. "Sounds good," Eric said, holding out his hand. Ryan shook it and the deal was made. "What the fuck are you doing?" Brett asked, amused. "We have to call him the minute I fuck you," Ryan said, grinning. "The minute you fuck me?" How about the minute I fuck you?" "Ain't gonna happen!" Ryan said. "We'll see, little man, we'll see," Brett said, grinning at Eric. Eric grinned back. Brett and Ryan headed back to Brett's house afterwards. The first thing they did when they got inside was kiss each other. "Aw, man, I've been waiting to do that all day, babe," Ryan said, running his hands down Brett's muscular chest. "So have I, bro, so have I..." Brett said, softly. He wrapped his arms around the little guy. "So, what would it take to let me fuck you?" Ry chuckled and closed his eyes. "You really want to?" "Oh, man, do I! I've been watching that cute little ass for quite some time now. I want to be deep inside you, Ryan," he said as he ran his hands to his ass. Ryan sighed a deep sigh. "I don't know, Brett. I know you love me, man. But, I don't know. You're pretty big, babe. And if two fingers hurts, imagine how your dick would feel..." "I'll go slow, man. I'll get you good and loose," he said, licking my ear. I let out a moan. "Let's just get to your bedroom first..." With that, Brett picked up Ryan in his arms and carried him up the steps into his room. He laid him down gently on the bed. He lifted his arms up to take his t-shirt off and smiled down at Ryan. He sat down next to Ryan on the double bed and started touching Ryan all over with only his finger tips. He slid off Ryan's shirt and pants, leaving him only in his boxers. "Mmm..." Brett said, running his hands up and down Ry's smooth, toned chest and stomach. He leaned over and kissed the stomach. Ry let out a moan. He kissed his way up to Ry's neck and then they kissed. Brett moved his body to be on top of Ryan's, grinding into him. Suddenly, in a swift fast move, Ryan reversed Brett so that Brett was now on the bottom and he was on top. Let the games begin, Ryan thought. He knew that one day Brett would have his ass, but he would put up a good fight before that ever happened. Brett would have to win his ass. Meanwhile, he had his sights set on Brett's ass instead. He undid Brett's pants and pulled them down in one motion. Brett's cock was confined inside his jock. Ryan pulled it out immediately and took the jock off him. Brett was his. His to pleasure. His to make love to. And the look in Brett's eyes confirmed this. "I want you," Ryan whispered, as he kissed Brett's left bulging pec. "I want you bad." "Yeah, you like this?" Brett asked, flexing his pecs. "Aw, yeah, babe," he said, rubbing his hands all over them. Brett's body was no different than the first time they were together. Hot as ever. To Brett's surprise though, Ryan's body was becoming more and more muscular because of wrestling. It wasn't bad to begin with, but now it was just more hot. Feeling a sudden burst of strength, Ryan sat on Brett's chest, straddling. him. He waved his dick in front of Brett's face and whispered, "Lick it." Brett looked up into Ryan's eyes. He stuck his tongue out and licked the head of Ry's six incher. "Come on, lick it more," demanded Ryan. Brett again obliged. As it went on, Ryan got more daring. He stuck his crotch in Brett's face and said, "Suck my balls, do it." Even then, Brett was obeying to Ryan's command. "Oh yeah!" Ryan said. He got off of Brett, climbed back on top of him and said, "I'm gonna have you tonight, you know that?" Brett nodded his head yes. "Good," Ryan said. He leaned down to kiss Brett again. They rolled around the bed, lips locked, tongues fighting, sweating. It was hot. Very hot. Finally, Ryan went down on Brett. He was by now leaking precum. Brett was a leaker. Ryan hardly had any. He eagerly went down and licked the clear liquid off the head of Brett's cock. Brett let out a moan. He took all of Brett's seven inches in his mouth in no time, bobbing up and down, using his tongue to help stimulate. "Oh, that's good, Ryan..........fuck......yeah.....come on..." was all Brett was saying. Ryan licked his way down to his balls. Instead of staying there like he usually did, he took a brief pause, looked up at Brett's face, gave him a big grin, lifted his legs up to expose his ass, and went back down. This time, Brett had a new sensation that made him jump and moan loudly! "Woah...what are you doing?" Brett asked. Ryan said nothing but brushed his tongue against his hole again. He then sucked on it as well. "AWWW!" moaned Brett. "Fuck, what the hell....aw, man....that's good..." Ryan felt the hole loosen up and he slid the tip of his tongue inside. A manly sweaty smell filled Ryan's nose. He went down and just let Brett have it. He was turned on by Brett's reaction. A little guy was making the big guy feel so good. Brett was in another world, by having his ass played with. Finally, Ryan climbed back on top of Brett and whispered, "You got lube?" "Uh huh," Brett said, his eyes still closed. "You want me to use a condom?" Ryan whispered. He shook his head no. "You're safe?" Ryan asked. Brett opened his eyes and smiled at Ryan. "Yes. Are you?" Ryan shook his head yes. True, they knew they were. They got tested together two months ago. And neither had cheated on each other since that one episode with Eric and that was 4 months ago. Brett reached into his nightstand drawer and pulled out a bottle of Wet (lube). He handed it over to Ryan, who took it eagerly. Ryan opened it up and put it on his finger. He ran his finger around the edge of Brett's hole and then lubed his finger up again. "You ready, babe?" Brett shook his head yes. "Here's the first finger," Ryan said as he slid it slowly into Brett's ass. "Aww...man..." Brett moaned. Ryan slowly moved it in and out, causing Brett to shake a little and shutter from the reaction. He got it in deep enough to reach that prostate and Brett let out a loud moan. He had hit the jackpot. He gradually work it up to three fingers, each time making more fluid drip out of Brett's cock. Brett was takin' it easily, and Ryan knew that he was ready. He took more lube and lubed up his cock, stroking it a few times. "How do you want me to fuck you?" Ryan asked, finally. Brett looked at Ryan and said, "How do you want to take me?" "The way you are is fine with me." "Then do it, man. I want to feel you inside me, Ryan." "I want to be inside of you, babe. I want to take you to another dimension of pleasure...." "Oh, come on, man, I need it now." With no more encouragement needed, Ryan grabbed the base of his cock and aimed it for Brett's ass. Within a few seconds, the head of it was inside. "Aw, damn, you feel so tight!" Ryan said. "You okay?" "Yeah, bro, yeah....slide some more in," Brett whispered. "Aw, yeah..." Pretty soon, Ryan's balls were brushing up against Brett's ass. "It's all in there!" "Fuck!" Brett yelled his eyes flashing open. "Aw, that feel so good." Ryan started to move slowly in and out of Brett's ass. He never felt anything like it before. It was awesome. He also had never seen Brett react this much before. It was like a whole new leaf was turned. "Yeah, come on...Ryan...give me more," Brett moaned. Ryan said nothing but increased his rhythm and force. "Aw, yeah, bro.....that's it....slam your dick into me," he said, getting louder. Ryan was verbally and audibly stimulated, as Brett fully knew by now. So, talking this way was ordinary for them. But tonight it seemed much more intense. He began to use even more force. Brett opened his eyes and looked at Ryan. Their eyes met. "You're so hot, man," Brett said. Ryan was equally turned on by the sight of Brett with his legs up in the air and his hard cock dripping like a faucet. It inspired Ryan to become even more forceful and faster. "Aw, shit, fuck, man. Aww....shit!" Brett's voice cracked. "I'm gonna cum." He grabbed his own dick and started stroking it. In seconds, there was cum flying out everywhere! Ryan got some on his face, his arms, his stomach. Brett got the most of it on himself. It was all Ryan needed to push him over the edge. "Come on, Ry," Brett moaned. "Shoot it in me. I wanna feel it." "yeah? You want me to fill your fuckin' ass with my load?" "Yeah, man. Shoot it inside me.." "Aw, yeah, here it comes...." Ryan yelled as his body shook. He froze for a second as the first load shot deep inside. He then let out a moan as the other shots fired out. He finally collapsed on top of Brett, his dick popping out of his ass. Brett took him in his arms and kissed him gently. Both boys were sweating. And now Brett's cum was between their two bodies. Ryan gently flipped off of Brett and on to the bed. "Whew!" Ryan said, looking up at the ceiling. "Fuck, dude, you were awesome," Brett said, getting up to find something to clean himself off with. "Man, why did we wait so long to do that?" "I don't know," Brett said, wiping himself off. "Did you enjoy it?" "Oh, hell yeah, babe! Never felt anything like it!" he said as he walked over to Ryan and cleaned his stomach and chest off. "We're gonna have to take a shower," Ryan said. Brett then collapsed on the bed next to Ryan. "Okay, but do we have to do it now? That wore me out!" "Come on, man. Get up. I'm tired. I wanna go to bed." Both boys got up and got into the shower together. They washed each other and dried each other. They both went back into Brett's bedroom. Brett opened up the bed and Ryan crawled in. Brett crawled in after him and immediately took Ryan in his arms. Ryan turned around to kiss Brett good night as they always did when they slept over together. Suddenly, Brett jumped up in the air. "Hey, weren't we supposed to call Eric after we you know..." Ryan sat up in the bed too. "Oh yeah! Do you want to call him or should I?" Brett chuckled. "You can bro," he said handing him the phone. "Hey, Eric?" Ryan said. "Hey, Ry, what's up? I was just about to get into bed." "Well, like we said earlier tonight, you'd be the first person we'd tell after we..." "NO SHIT!" Eric said, laughing. Brett could here Eric laughing. Ryan smiled at Brett. "Yep. Just wanted to let you know." "Hey, what about the details?" "You'll get the details later, man. We're goin' to bed." "Okay. Good night." "Good night," Ryan said and then hung up the phone. They resumed their cuddling position and they fell asleep in each others arms, smiling. The next day was Sunday. Brett's parents were away for the weekend obviously. They left right after seeing the Brett's wrestling match. So, the boys had free reign of the house. Which was fine by them. They awoke in each others arms. "How's your ass?" Ry asked. "Good I guess..." "It doesn't hurt?" "It's a bit sore, but no big deal," Brett explained getting out of bed. "Aw, come back!" "Sorry, bro, I gotta piss." "Piss on me?" Ry asked. "WHAT?" Brett yelled. Ryan laughed. "I'm kidding. No watersports for me, at least not yet." Brett shook his head and said, "You're fucked up, bud!" Later, they had gone over to Ryan's house, armed with Brett's guitar and amp with plans to jam. Halfway through the jam session, Ryan had an idea. "Hey, babe," he said. "Uh oh, my man's thinkin'....I can see the smoke!" "Shut up!" Ry said, giggling. "Why don't we form a band, man?" "How are we going to do that?" "Well, you play guitar, I play keys, Eric plays the bass..." "Eric?" "Yeah. I've heard him. He's pretty good!" "Well, yeah, we've jammed before too," Brett said. "So, we need a drummer and singer..." "Do you know of any?" Brett asked. "Not from around here, man. There was this one kid from my old hometown who could play those drums like you wouldn't believe. But he's up there." "Hmm...you know who plays drums?" There was a glint in Brett's eyes, Ryan noticed. "Who?" "Miller..." Brett said, smiling. "Oh come on, we need at least one freakin' straight dude in our band!" "Miller is, supposedly." "Is he any good?" "He was the last time I heard him." "Okay...now who can sing? "Oh, that's easy. Eric sings." "He does?" Ryan asked, surprised. "Yeah, he does. You may have not had a bad idea there, buddy, for once in your life." "Oh, you bitch!" Brett chuckled. "We'll have to talk to them about this shit later, man. It might be fun! But meanwhile, play that one piece you made up again. I think I got a cool part for it. " So on Monday classes resumed. It was back to the humdrum life of classes and studying. Things got a little interesting, at least for Brett, on Tuesday morning. During one of his morning classes, Brett had to take a piss. He signed out the pass, and proceeded to go to the closest lavatories. He walked in and immediately stopped in his tracks. There was a guy standing at a urinal. Brett had walked in right before he was going to shoot. The guy turned around to look at Brett, panicking, tried to hide what he as doing, and stuffed it back in his pants. It was too late though as the stimulation from pulling up his pants had set him off. His eyes rolled back and he froze in mid motion as he shot it in his shorts. Brett watched the guy, who couldn't have been older than 15. He would've walked out and given the guy some privacy, but he had to take a wicked piss. He stepped up to another urinal and whipped it out and pissed. "Sorry, dude. I really needed to go," he explained. The guy, recovering from his orgasm, blushed. He couldn't look at the big guy taking a piss. "Don't worry about. I didn't see anything," Brett said looking at the kid. Unfortunately, though, the kid shot his load and there was now a big wet spot in the front of his cargo pants. Brett really felt bad for the kid and thought about how he could help. He put his cock back in his pants, flushed, and walked over to the kid still standing there, helpless. "Don't you say anything?" Brett asked, smiling. The kid was about 5'3", 110lbs, strawberry blonde hair, blue eyes, and looked scared. The kid shook his head no. "Come on, buddy, what's your name? I ain't gonna tell anyone. I just wanted to help you." The kid looked up at Brett. "Roland." "Nice to meet you, Roland," Brett said, sticking out his hand. He then looked at where the kid's hand was and said, "Never mind." Brett thought, he's about Ryan's size. I'm sure I could find something for him to wear from Ry's locker. He turned to the kid and said, "Stay here. I'll be back in a flash!" Brett ran to where Ry's locker was, and since he knew his combination, he opened it up with no problem. He found Ry's clothes which included a pair of jeans that were chucked in the locker at one point or another. He pull them out and ran back to the bathroom. By now, Ro was looking worried. Brett ran back into the bathroom holding up the pair of jeans. Ro's face brightened up. "Here you go, little guy. These should fit you." "Thanks," Ro said, softly. "You'll have to go commando, but it'll be better than sitting with a load in your boxers all day," Brett said, chuckling. "Yeah, I guess I did get out of control," Ro said, untying his shoes. Brett turned around out of courtesy. "I know how it is, man." "I just couldn't help it. There was this girl in my freakin' class. I had to just take care of it!" Brett chuckled. "Yeah, I definitely know what you're talking about." Brett felt a tug on the jeans. "Can I have the pants now?" Ro asked. He turned around to find Ro naked from the waist down. He looked away immediately and handed over the jeans. Ro was in those jeans in no time. Brett turned back around when he heard the zipper pull up. "So, you're gonna be all right now?" he asked. Ro smiled. "Yeah, I think so. Thanks. By the way, who's are these? They can't be yours..." "No, they're my b...friend's. Just give them back to me when you're done." "How will I get them back to you?" "I don't know. You'll see me in the hall sometime, I'm sure." "Yeah, I see you everywhere. You're Brett right? The quarterback and wrestler?" "You left out Baseball..." Ro laughed. "And pitcher." Brett looked one more time at the kid. "Be careful the next time you relieve yourself. Okay, little guy?" "Yeah," Ro said, turning red again. He picked up his pants, realizing that he couldn't walk into class with his pants in his hands now. "Here dude," Brett said. "Give me those. I'll take em back to my locker and you'll get these when I get those pants back. Deal?" "Sure!" Ro said. "Thanks again!" He ran out of the bathroom and Brett chuckled to himself. Brett ran back to his locker and shoved the pants inside. Man, what an interesting trip to the lavatory that was! That concludes part 14 of "Collision". Stay tuned for more coming up very shortly. In the next section, Eric hooks up with a college boy. Please send all comments to SNJBoy76@aol.com Thanks.