Date: Fri, 10 May 2019 17:12:01 +0000
From: Rio Mack <badprose@hotmail.com>
Subject: Lost Bay Boys 5 (gay/high school)

The Lost Bay Boys
by Rio Mack

DISCLAIMER: Contains depictions of gay sex.

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5. Before Dinner

After an amazing, sun-dreched hour spent jacking and fingering each other
on the dock, the boys head up to the boathouse to grab a quick shower.
After that, sadly, Jax figures they're obliged to check in with their
girlfriends. Major buzz-kill.

Damn, if only the girls were leaving sooner than Sunday!

Like immediately.

Jax couldn't wait to be all alone with his bro up here. Two hot, young
jocks -- naked, horny, and seriously into each other's cut muscle and uncut
cocks -- it's a safe bet that without the distraction of their girlfriends,
the two studs' obvious attraction to each other could flourish in the way
it's meant to, in non-stop, sizzlingly spectacular boy-sex .

As Jax and Robbie round up their gear from the dock -- beach towels,
sunglasses, phones -- to take with them back up to the boathouse, they hear
Janey's car start.  Jax checks his phone, and sure enough there's a text
from his girlfriend.

He's hoping he'll read something like "You two sexy boys are obviously
totally into each other. It's so hot you're gay!!! Cat & I decided to head
back home so you 2 hotties can just suck and fuck 24/7!"

Instead he reads, "Cat & I gone 2 town 2 poke around shops. We'll get food
& make dinner. Back 6-ish? We girls R HARD AF 4 tonite to watch u HOT BOIZ
make out!!" Followed by a bunch of flame, eggplant, peach, devil, and
tongue emoticons.

He's sort of dreading the sex with the girls tonight, actually. He's
totally closed the book on the farcical `straight jock stud' chapter of his
life. But it'll of course be hot to get bi-sexy with his bro, even if it's
in front of the girls. How bad could it be to have 2 bi-girls fingering and
licking each other, oohing and aahing, while they watch their supposedly
het boyfriends get their gay on in a major way.

Suddenly Jax's dick starts tingling excitedly, as it dawns on him that he
and Robbie have about four more hours alone together. He's still buzzing
from the excitement of what just transpired on the dock, pushing their
formerly straight friendship into their hottest boy-sex yet, but he's
ravenous for more.

His gaze plays shamelessly over his bro's beautiful nudity -- that
lean-muscled build, those freaky-ripped abs, and that long, thick, luscious
cock dangling down, a sweet nipple of foreskin teasing off its tip, begging
for Jax's teeth and fingers to pinch and pull and stretch and tongue and
fondle. Robbie's gorgeous hot jock body is so deliciously smooth and firm,
right down to that mouth-watering patch of shaved pubes Jax can just feel
his tongue gliding over.

That smoking hot, big-dicked, jock-crush body, beautifully naked, all flesh
and cock and muscle and ass, pure ripe boy, begging to be seriously
sexed. And Jax is just the dude for the job, having every intention of
seeing just how much further they can go in their next few hours alone
together, given this surprising gift of more boy/boy intimacy the girls
have lavished on them.

We're gonna fuck for sure, Jax thinks confidently, dick pulsating at the
thought. I just have that vibe.

So Jax decides to get the ball rolling. First he reads Janey's text to
Robbie. His heart races, seeing that roguish,
dude-are-you-thinking-what-I'm-thinking twinkle in his bro's gorgeous blue
eyes, along with Robbie's provocatively raised eyebrow. Oh yeah, it's on.

He nuzzles up to Robbie, embracing his bro from behind, around his boy's
beautifully worked chest, letting one hand sexily play over those perfectly
defined, square-cut pecs, sensuously warm from an afternoon in the
sun. Then he tweaks those two mouth-watering, rock-hard nips, getting a
low, pleased growl from Robbie.

Jax's cock hardens. He wants Robbie to feel it, so he pulls his naked bro
closer so his hardening cock is pressed tight against his bro's smooth,
firm ass, wedged right in his warm, moist crack.

Their nude intimacy has been a thrilling revelation, a truth he feels he
could build a life on.

Jax's big, powerful hands wander sexily down to worship cut, beautifully
grooved, rock-hard abs, while pressing his huge, three-quarter-hard cock
deeper into the crack of his bro's ass and slowly working it up and down.

Robbie moans low and soft.

Jax kisses the back of Robbie's neck and gently strokes a finger up and
down his bro's jaw. It's wonderful to hear the young jock muscle-stud purr
from the pleasure of such sexy, sensual boy-play, such frank gay flirting.

He turns his bro's face towards him so they can share a smoldering kiss --
fierce, hungry, vibrant and athletic, muscular and insistent, as only two
alpha-male young jocks can kiss, feeding off each other's strong, powerful,
electric boy-passion.

Open mouths and tongues mash feverishly agasint each other, gasping and
moaning aloud with their desire for each other. Strong hands carress each
other's gym-carved perfection, worshipping smooth, firm, cut muscle. Then
hands snake down daringly to stroke and fondle long, hard, jutting cocks,
already leaky in anticipation.

The two gorgeous young jocks pull back to smile shyly at each other,
lust-dazzled that their gay passion has finally been able to flourish,
unprepared for how fast and ferociously it has come on, almost taken aback
by the fierce, totally uncontrollable, wholly all-consuming sexual desire
for each other erupting in them, but unable to keep their hands and lips
and cocks off each other.

Life has become continual foreplay for the two boys.

Like wild, rampaging young mustangs, given their head at last after having
their natural drive and fury harnessed for so long.

At least, that's how it feels to Jax.

Jax smirks knowingly when he hears from Robbie, as the two nude
muscle-jocks jog up the boathouse stairs, their thick, meaty cocks bouncing
beautifully as they prance.

"Dude, I brought some kick-ass weed up with me. Feel like getting another
buzz on, so we can keep this chill bro-sex vibe going? I can go in and roll
us a couple of joints, and we can sit out on this awesome deck up here,
high as fuck, and enjoy each other's hot bodies some more. Totally into
this bi-stuff with you, bro. Unreal hot!"

Then he pulls up and puts a hand on Jax's chest, the fingers of which
immediately start tracing sexy swirls across Jax's pecs and abs and
nips. He looks Jax dead in his eyes.

"Cause I can't front, Jackson. I'm getting addicted as hell to fooling
around with you, dawg. Worshipping all this hot, gorgeous muscle and that
thick, beautiful cock. Gettin' hard and sexy together like this with you,
dude. Today has been fucking amazing, man! We got our own private Nude Boy
Muscle-ville. Jock-Cock City. Fucking LOVE it, dude!"

His hand plays deliciously up and down the shaft of Jax's rock-hard cock,
but he keeps his gaze locked in total, wide-eyed sincerity on Jax's.

"Fuck, I've jacked to spank-bank memories of your sexy-ass body so many
times, lying in bed, stroking myself, thinking about how fucking hot you
look in the shower, soaping up all that cut muscle, or seeing you all
sweaty in the locker room, after practice, your jockstrap soaked, plastered
to your stud cock, showing off that big, thick monster-bulge you got. Fuck,
dawg, I've jacked so often to fantasies of all the sexy shit we could do
together, I feel like we've been into serious dude-sex for months already!
Sooo fucking hot we can FINALLY get into this shit, bro! It's like my
horniest stroke fantasy has suddenly become reality."

Jax levels Robbie's gaze with a look of pure lust.

"Hell yeah! Ditto, dude -- that's my exact story with you."

Jax pulls Robbie close for another sloppy, breathless, open-mouthed kiss,
their ridiculously hard, wet cocks dueling sexily as they excitedly
embrace.

We need beers, too, Jax thinks, to go with the pot and cock and muscle.

"Dude, let's run back down and get us a couple of cold ones from the fridge
by the slips. Damn, I'm horny as fuck for you, bro!"

"Tight! `With the girls away, the boys will play!' And fuck, do I ever want
to play with you, dude."

Soon, six-pack in hand, both boys are back on the second-floor deck that
runs around the boathouse. Robbie heads inside to roll a couple joints from
the stash in his duffle bag, while Jax stretches out his beautifully
muscled, 17-year old jock body in a chaise, knowing how hot he'll look when
Robbie sees him. He loves posing for his sexy stud bro.

Jax pops open two beers, takes a long guzzle from one, then positions his
long thick cock so it sprawls back temptingly over his cut eight-pack, big
ballsac splayed out underneath. He strokes his helfty girth a little,
plumping it up more. He loves how into his dick his bro is.

Then he puts his hands behind his head so he can show off his hard-carved
chest, pumped biceps, and those dark little wisps of hair in his pits,
which he thinks look so damn sexy when he flexes and poses in front of the
mirror-wall in his bedroom.

Sure enough, when Robbie walks out on the deck, he looks at Jax and winces.

"Fuck, bro, you're just too fucking beautiful! Hot dudes are way hot, no
doubt, but you are easily the hottest dude I know. I swear you're way more
ripped than when I saw you last. And now with that hot-looking buzz-cut and
that sexy beard-scruff -- fucking stud beast, dude!"

Jax thrills to hear Robbie gush over his beautifully worked jock body and
the sexy way he's groomed his hair and light beard this summer. He can feel
his cock tingle and harden at the thought of what's ahead of them after
they get high on Robbie's weed -- worshipping each other's hot muscle and
cock, teaching themselves how hot, horny muscle-jocks pleasure each other
in private. Stroking and sucking and fucking his gorgeous stud bro.

For Jax, it's Robbie who looks the sexiest -- all that carved, lean, naked
beef and that long, thick, swinging dick. Plus, Jax knows his own best
feature is his muscle, his body. But in terms of `male beauty'? `Male
model' hot? Well, Jax knows he's not bad-looking, actually kind of
handsome, he thinks, in that all-American jock sort of way. But Jax's idea
of true male hotness is more the edgy outlaw type, the bad boiz, the
fallen-angel heart-throbs.

And that was Robbie -- seriously hot, hypnotic, mature, roguish. Robbie has
a brutally handsome face that takes Jax's breath away. He bet Robbie's
sexy-stud looks get every hot boy's dick hard -- his bro has that kind of
young James Dean, smoldering gay pornstar hotness.

Lying back in the chaise, stroking his thick, fully hard cock, Jax
leeringly checks his hot naked bro out.

"I admit my body looks hot from all the work I put into it, but Robbie --
dude, seriously, you are flat-out gorgeous. Handsome as hell,
dick-hardeningly hot, with all that luscious cut muscle, fucking sexy-ass
eight-pack washboard, and that sweet, succulent, uncut fuck-stick you got
jutting up between those ripped thighs. You fucking define `hot,' bro."

Jax loves this new matter-of-factness in voicing their mutual
boy-lust. This is the life he wants from now on, hard-core flirting with
other sexy jock hotties. Totally gay, totally out, and sexually active as
fuck.

He wants Robbie as his boy-friend, that's step one of the dream, being sexy
together like this all the time with his boy. Then they can start living
the dream, cruising the jock studs in their high school, finding out the
other hot gay athletes. Then all those sexually repressed sleep-overs with
smoking hot team-mates, all afraid to show their raging desire for each
other, can suddenly become super-sexy sausage parties, full of gorgeous
muscle-studs in hot underwear or naked, seriously cruising each other,
steamy-hot muscle-worship that becomes an orgy of boys jacking and rimming
and sucking and fucking.

That dream-life is there, Jax knows it. It's starting so beautifully now,
today, up here in Sherwood, with his bro. His soon-to-be boyfriend.

Robbie grins his sexy Puck grin, then strides across the deck towards Jax,
smooth, lean muscles rippling as he moves, thick jock-cock rock-hard,
bobbing up and down as he pads over.

Then he suddenly stops and flexes for Jax, posing, pumping his guns,
surprisingly huge for such a lean stud, his pecs beautifully square and
hard, ripped washboard looking luscious, way more deeply cut than the last
time he saw his bro, back in May.

Fuck, he HAS been working out, Jax thought. He's getting seriously
shredded, getting my kind of definition.

Robbie turns and clenches his ass muscles. An involuntary moan explodes
from Jax's lungs.

"HOT fucking ass!"

Robbie turns back around, clenching the muscles in his hard-carved
eight-pack, letting sensuous fingers play up and down his abs, then
reaching round to tease his crack in back while he jacks his big jutting
cock.

His penetrating, crystal-blue eyes seem to glitter in the sun. They bore
into Jax's lust-glazed glare.

Robbie licks his lips like some bleached-blonde, straight-porn slut. His
fingers, which have been sensuously fondling his long, thick,
mouth-watering hardness, suddenly freeze on his shaft. He pulls his big
dick down and lets it sprong back up a couple of times.

Jax winces with lust.

Robbie sneers lewdly, then grins, fist-bumps his bro, and settles down on
the cedar deck, plunking his lean, luscious bulk right next to Jax's
chaise. He sparks the thick spliff he's rolled, takes a deep puff, and
passes it to his bro, while accepting the beer Jax offers him.

Jax inhales, lets it out, then takes another deep drag and passes back the
joint. After letting the smoke out, he scoots as far back in his chaise as
he can, and pats the area in front of him.

"Here, dude, sit up here, so I can get my hands on all that sexy fucking
muscle!"

Robbie happily accepts the invitation, easing his smooth, firm ass onto the
side of the chaise, pressing it against Jax's strong, muscular thigh. The
touch of their firm, bare flesh against each other is electric, sending a
jolt through Jax's already-hard cock.

But Jax wants his bro closer.

"Nah, dawg. Sit here. Right in front of me."

He swings his powerful legs around Robbie's hips, using them to draw his
bud closer, until his bro's muscular back presses right up against Jax's
carved chest and hardened nipples.

"Get comfortable, bro."

Robbie settles snugly in front of his bro. Jax's strong, muscular legs
embrace Robbie's on either side. Jax's stone-hard nipples feel incredible
brushing against Robbie's sculpted back.

The two horny boys pass the joint back and forth, alternating each puff
with a chug of beer, Robbie stroking the inside of Jax's thighs, Jax
kissing his bro's neck.

Jax loves the feel of his hard, thick cock mashed up against Robbie's butt
and lower back. He starts letting his hands play sexily all over his bro's
strong shoulders and nicely carved pecs, fingers circling his bro's sexy,
dime-sized nipples.

Robbie exhales, moaning the smoke out of him.

"Fuck yeah, dude! So hot feeling you work my muscle and tease my nips."

He passes the joint back to Jax, who takes a deep drag, then hands it back.

Jax's hands trail down Robbie's chest, tracing the cuts in his bro's
beautifully grooved eight-pack, then down to fondle Robbie's hard, thick,
leaky cock.

Jax sighs in unabashed boy-bliss.

"So fucking hot, dude. Can't keep my hands off all this lean, cut muscle
and thick stud cock. Been horny for you from day one, dawg!  Since that
first time I saw you in the shower after you joined the team last
summer. You're so fucking hot, dude. Feels awesome to be able finally to
say it."

He goes back to hot, breathy kisses on the back of his bro's neck, while
pinching Robbie's pebble-hard nipples and working his own straining cock
against his bud's ass.

Robbie lets out a soft, luscious purr.

"Hell yeah! Fucking aMAZing to finally be with you like this, man. Two hot
jocks, sexing each other up, playing out our deepest fantasies."

Jax lightly kisses the side of Robbie's face. Then his bro turns so they
can really kiss, moaning in young jock passion as their lips mash, their
tongues lick, their mouths pant.

Jax's hands keep playing over Robbie's cut muscle. It gets Jax so hard,
being able to muscle-worship his beautifully ripped bro.

"Feeling this sexy-ass body of yours, dude, all hard, cut muscle. So
fucking hot. You're so fucking ripped, dude. Fucking gorgeous! Gets me so
damn hard!"

Robbie lays his head back on his bro's hard-carved chest. Jax is making
love to Robbie's body, running lust-addled hands across that beautifully
worked chest and washboard, jacking his best bud's cock and teasing his big
nutsac.

Robbie grunts in deep, primal boy-pleasure, pumping his ass against Jax's
straining cock as he works his hips to fuck the hand that's stroking his
dick. Again he turns his face to Jax for more sloppy, passionate,
tongue-filled kisses.

Then Jax really starts working Robbie's cock in earnest. While one hand
sensuously strokes his bro's shaft, matching Robbie's fist-fuck rhythm, the
other fondles that big nutsac and traces down his boy's smooth, warm taint.

He loves how Robbie immediately shifts his butt to give Jax total access to
his taint and pucker.

"Fucking loving the feel of this thick, meaty, luscious jock cock of yours
getting bigger and thicker and harder as you fuck my fist, dawg. Oozing out
all that sweet jock honey. Fucking awesome! And, mmmmmm, love to tease this
little sexy place under your balls, and this tight little boy-pucker. FUCK!
Dudes are soooo damn beautiful. Boy-sex turns out to be off-the-hook
hot. LOVE making love to my bro like this!"

"Fucking love the feel of your hand on my cock and your finger in my
crack. Big strong jock hand worshipping my big jock dick. Teasing my tight,
cherry hole. So fucking hot, dawg!"

Robbie leans his head back so he can look up into Jax's eyes.

"Seriously, bro, I been hoping something fierce, ever since you invited me
up here, that we'd take our friendship to the next level this summer. I've
been aching to get into some serious bi-curious shit with another hot jock
for like fucking forever. And I been wanting to get into sexy-ass shit with
you specifically, dawg, that fucking first time I saw you all sweaty and
gorgeous with your shirt off at practice last summer. Goddamn, lust at
first sight for me, bro. And then, yeah -- that first time seeing you in
the shower! Fuck, did you ever look hot! All that naked, gorgeous, freaky
cut muscle and that big-ass dick, looking so damn hot in the steam and
shower-spray. I jacked to that memory for like a month, dude!"

Robbie kisses Jax sensuously, letting his fingers stroke up and down the
sexy scruff on Jax's hard jaw. He takes another puff of pot, exhales, and
goes on confessing his bro-lust.

"Fuck, Jax, I always love looking at this fine fucking body of
yours. Hands-down my go-to j/o fantasy, dude. So fucking horny for you,
bro!"

Robbie takes the last puff on the joint, flicks the roach over the porch
railing, and continues.

"This bro-sex thing is gonna be such a great outlet for us, being able to
get with each other like this whenever we want. I mean, I'm hella straight,
obviously. Just like you. I mean, I get you're going to be moving on to
another girlfriend, since Janey doesn't seem to turn your crank any
more. Which is even more of a reason for you and I to get busy on the
down-low. You're gonna need your sexy-ass bro to help tide you over until
you find your new Ms. Right. And I adore Cat, totally, but no way can she
fully satisfy me. Not nearly."

He winks at Jax, a twinkle in his blue eyes.

"I can see now what I've been missing -- a bro's touch! Cause, like, it
wouldn't feel right to cheat on her with another girl. So having a secret,
sexy, side-piece bro is gonna be perfect!"

He pulls Jax's head down to his and gives his bro a deep, sensuous,
slow-tongue soul kiss.

After they break their kiss, Robbie again flashes Jax that sexy,
mischievous grin.

"We're gonna have the best of both worlds, dude! Hot-Girl Love and Jock-Boy
Lust!"

Jax's heart can't help but sink. This was going so right, and yet it still
seems so wrong. He just can't believe Robbie isn't willing to admit what
seems so clear to Jax -- that his bro is as much a young gay horndog as he
is.

But he shakes off his doubts. The feeling of his hard, throbbing cock
wedged in Robbie's crack helps him visualize his ultimate prize. And Jax
loves how Robbie keeps not-so-subtly working his ass back and forth over
Jax's own huge hardness, firm and jutting against Robbie's smooth
backside. Maybe his bro is still just not ready to admit the truth of his
sexuality to himself.

Jax decides to keep up their charade a bit longer, so he coos lustily in
his bro's ear.

"So, just how gay are us bi-curious boys gonna get with the girls tonight,
bro?"

"I'm thinking all they want is to see us fake a little gay shit. Maybe jack
each other off until we cum? Maybe kiss? You know -- bro-sex shit, like
we've been doing all day. Then, guaranteed -- the pussy juice'll start
flowin' and they'll be screaming for these big dicks!"

Jax feigns concern, trying to hide his excitement at how he's about to play
this opportunity.

"I don't know, dude. They sounded pretty damn psyched earlier, like they're
expecting serious gay-play from us. I mean -- remember? -- Janey was
talking about us doing gay porn. And she had a ton of eggplants and peaches
in her text, and you know what that shit means."

"OK, so maybe one of us sucks the other one off for a minute or two?"

Jax keeps rubbing his hard, straining cock against his bro's ass, more
excitedly now, thrilled to feel Robbie match his increased pace, like some
deep, subliminal reflex is kicking in.

"I'm thinking gayer, dude. Seriously."

"You think they want to see us fuck?"

"Bingo!"

Jax's strong hands are clenched over Robbie's deliciously carved pecs,
roughly mauling his bro's hard nipples, while his hips piston his thick,
screamingly hard cock insistently against Robbie's wriggling backside.

"I mean, bro, it sure feels like this sweet jock ass of yours is anxious as
fuck to get its cherry popped."

Robbie moans. The pleasure is clearly too much for him.

"You got that right. I mean, fuck, dawg, call me queer, but I been wantin'
to take dick from a dude -- and definitely from you, bro -- for a while
now."

Jax's heart is pounding so loud in his ears he's sure Robbie can hear
it. He knew they were going to fuck this afternoon. Holy shit, this is
fucking it!

Robbie keeps sliding his ass sensually over Jax's huge, engorged hardness,
with Jax matching his rhythm each time, dry-humping that smooth crack while
he fist-fucks his bro's precum-glazed hard-on.

Jax can feel his nerves actually shaking, trembling, delirious at the
prospect of his first boy-fuck.

He keeps up cooing sex-talk to his hot bro, as a soundtrack for their
foreplay.

"Watching you strut this lean, cut body around naked all day, it's been
like a fucking dream, dawg. Fucking hot gay-porn fantasy."

Robbie moans in pleasure as Jax works his bro's big cock.

"Yeah, jack that dick, stud! `Gay-porn fantasy' is right. I lay in bed all
the time, stroking to shit I'd like to do with you and the other hot dudes
on the team."

Jax laughs.

"Same here, dawg. And Coach! Fuck, do I ever fantasize about sex with that
dude! Fucking stud!"

"Fuck yeah! Coach! Fucking STUD!"

Jax is amazed at how readily his self-confessed `straight' bro talks about
his boy/boy desire. But maybe it's no surprise, he thinks. There are so
many hot dudes around everywhere these days, all with gorgeous, gym-worked
bodies, all dressing so sexy, flaunting all that hard-carved muscle. Not
just at school, where it seems like every young jock stud has learned to
dress as daring as possible to show off their cut, luscious muscle, but now
there's so much hot gay porn available, as well as sexy studs in every
movie, it seems. The homoerotic is the new normal now, Jax thinks, just
like it was in Ancient Greece. So horny young jocks like us, into muscle,
can't help but drift into m/m sex. It's the air we breathe, the world we
live in, the logical next step.

They kiss ravenously, passionately, ferociously. All the pent up boy-lust
in them is exploding, like a week's worth of cum gushing out of a horny
teen's cock.

Then Robbie seems to get control over himself.

"I mean, this is normal, right?  Cause I gotta believe that EVERY straight
jock boy, being around other hot naked jocks all the time, in locker rooms
and showers and shit, wonders what a hard thick cock reaming his tight
cherry hole feels like. It's gotta be, like, every young jock's secret
fantasy, right? Sucking and fucking and jacking with another hot muscle
hottie? I mean, seriously, how much have you thought about it, wondered
about it, yearned for it, jacked to it? Cause for me? It's been like
for-fucking-ever. Shit, I can't even remember the last straight porn I
jacked to. Boy-sex is like the ultimate taboo sexual fantasy for a straight
dude. That's why is so extra-hot."

Jax tries to formulate a response.

"I -- I mean -- . . . ."

What he wants to say is, "Robbie, dude, I can't front any more. I'm one
hundred percent gay as fuck. I've known it for a while now. I want to fuck
and suck with every fucking hot boy on our team. But especially you,
dawg. Cause I think you're obviously hella gay, too, and fuck, do I ever
want you as my boyfriend."

But he's just too torn between confessing he's gay, putting it out there,
versus letting things go on as they are -- because the boy-sex they're
sharing is absolutely incredible, and he sure doesn't want to spook Robbie
at this point.

And anyway, his heart is beating too fast, he's just too nervous about what
Robbie might say, how he might immediately shrink from such a
revelation. So instead, he plays it safe, hating himself for it.

"I -- I guess, yeah."

Head resting against Jax's chest, and his hand on top of the hand his bro
is using to jack his cock, Robbie blithely goes on.

"I mean, girls are our main thing, obviously. But no shame to admit I'm
gay-curious as fuck. Damn, Jax, it's gonna be so hot making out in front of
the ladies as foreplay tonight. Watching you slip me that huge stud cock of
yours for a bit is gonna get them dripping wet! And then comes the serious
fucking! Am I right? Damn, son, after we get our little gay on, we're gonna
be living large in pussy nation! I seriously cannot WAIT to fuck Janey!
Fuck, is she ever hot!"

Jax can't stand hearing how resolutely straight Robbie keeps claiming to
be.

But this is so damn nice -- the jacking and kissing and grinding and
muscle-worship. All the sex he'll have with his bro from here on in will be
nice.

In fact, he wants to start that sex immediately, so he gets an idea.

"Dude, don't front: you ever been with a dude before? I mean, like, actual
boy-sex. Like sucking and fucking. It's cool, you can tell me."

"No, bro, never, but I'm ready as fuck for it."

"Well, bro, go with me on this: we don't want to look lame in front of the
ladies tonight, right? Like not knowing how to suck cock or fuck a tight
jock hole? I mean, they'd fucking laugh at us."

"Hell no! We gotta look hot for them. They gotta be totally into seeing us
get our gay on. But I ain't worried, bro. I think boys are sort of
hard-wired to know what to do with another dude. Just do what comes
natural, right? Girl-pussy, boy-pussy -- I mean, pussy's pussy, no?"

"But, dude, I mean, we got time now. Plus, we got a sweet fucking buzz on
-- your pot is killer, dude. The girls won't be back for hours, dawg. What
say we take this boy-play to my bed and get some practice in? I'm hot and
horny as fuck to suck on this big fucking cock and bust that tight little
jock cherry of yours."

Robbie's eyes lit up.

"Seriously?"

"Seriously."

"OH HELL YES! Game on, bro! Been dreaming about getting a pounding from
this big fat meat of yours all fucking year, bro! My ass is crazy-hungry to
feel hard, jock cock."

Robbie grabs the second joint he's rolled off the table near their chaise.

"Dude, let's spark another joint first. Sex is way hotter with a really
good buzz on. Let's make this epic!"

"Fuck yeah!"

Robbie turns around on the chaise, facing Jax, knees straddling his bro's
torso, his steel-hard cock pressed right up against Jax's jutting
thickness. Jax lowers the back of his lounge chair a bit so they can really
grind up against each other.

Before Robbie has a chance to fire up the joint, Jax pulls his friend
close, and their mouths go crazy on each other, tonguing and panting as
they grind their excited cocks together.

"Fucking sooooo hot for you, dawg! You're so damn beautiful."

"So fucking hard for you, dude!"

Robbie lights his spliff, takes a deep drag, then pulls his bro's face
close to his and shot-guns his huge exhale of smoke into Jax's mouth. Jax
loves it, loves that Robbie wants his lips pressed tight against his, loves
the feel of their huge, straining hard-ons pressed desperately together.

Fuck, Jax thinks, I fucking love boys.

The thought of his life from here on out, getting sexy with boys, fills him
with a sort of radiant confidence.

They share the joint, beaming at each other, softly kissing every now and
then, through a haze of lust and weed-smoke.

Robbie begins to move his hips, seriously frotting their hard, randy, jock
cocks together. Jax's nerves are like a lit-up pinball table.

Jax exhales, then grabs Robbie close, pressing their hard-carved chests
together, feeling fully aroused nipples brush sensually against each
other. He strokes Robbie's strong shoulders and smooth ass while he kisses
his bro hungrily.

Finally! Jax thinks to himself, this Sherwood Forest woodland paradise will
be used for what Jax feels is its ultimate purpose: a scene of full-blown,
all-male, sexual indulgence. His dad never could have dreamed what a gay
paradise Jax would turn their cottage into.

Robbie's face is always gorgeous, but now it beams with a soft, boy-addled,
pot-infused glow. He looks to Jax, smiling half-sexy/half-goofy like that,
the way he looks when he's polished off a six-pack.

He even starts blathering like a drunk.

"Boys are so fucking hot! Not at all afraid to say it! Fucking LOVE the
feeling of that big hard stud cock of yours rubbing against mine!
Seriously, dawg -- do you think all hot straight jock boys do this when
they're alone together? Get like way hot and horny and gay like this? Have
all this amazing fucking sex together? Think it's every hot dude's deep,
dark secret? Especially every hot, tight bro-couple like us? Super-best-bud
hotties, so fucking into each other like you and me are, is this what they
do together? And we're just finding out about it?"

Jax can only moan and pull his bro in for another steamy, sloppy kiss. He
moves his strong hips sensuously against his bro's long, thick, leaky
hardness. They grind their cocks together in wanton abandon as they pass
the joint.

Both boys moan their bro-lust continuously, almost in sync with their
breathing. They break their fevered, ongoing kiss (but not the fondling,
the cock-grinding) every so often so they can finish off the joint, then
they whoop and race off to the boathouse bedroom.

They'll be doing this all the time now, Jax realizes, as he scampers into
the boathouse, chasing after Robbie's sexy ass. They'll be spending the
next two weeks gazing longingly at each other's beautifully carved,
big-dicked, young jock perfection, holding it close, worshipping it,
stroking it, pleasuring it. He can't fucking wait.

To Jax, it seems like being naked together has freed their bodies, let
their needy young cocks and hard-pumped muscle take control, indulging them
in the most satisfyingly primal, physical pleasure a sexy boy's body can
know, pleasure from another hot dude.

Before they hop into bed, Robbie has to piss from the beers. Jax follows
him into the bathroom, standing there, watching, feasting his eyes on
Robbie's cut, naked torso and that long, thick cock, loving the sight of
his bro-crush pissing -- lean, lanky, hard-muscled body, standing there,
ass cocked, poised, perfect, arms akimbo, not even needing to hold that
long, luscious dick drooping down, all thick and fulsome between his
beautifully carved thighs, as his piss-stream gushs from the tip of his
thick jock cock.

Once in bed together, the boys at first just gaze at each other with wide,
excited eyes. Robbie begins shyly, softly. He kisses Jax gently, then lets
his tongue gently trail over his bro's sexy beard-scruff, while a hand
traces the contours of Jax's beautifully buzzed head. His other hand is
down by Jax's crotch, working his bro's thick jock cock. His smile is like
a soft, sexy purr, his voice a hoarse whisper.

"Love watching you walk around nude all the time up here, dawg, seeing this
long thick dick of yours waggle and bounce when you move. Such a fucking
turn-on, such a gorgeous, perfect cock. Wish we could be naked together all
summer long, dude."

He keeps stroking Jax's dick dreamily, then sounds a note of sudden alarm.

"Hey, tell me if I do anything too gay for a hot stud like you, OK?"

Jax can't help but laugh. His cock is raging hard. He's kneading the
smooth, firm globes of his bro's firm, perfect bubble-butt. He wants into
that ass so bad it's got him trembling.

"Dude, don't even trip. I'm pretty sure the shit I wanna do is waaaayyyy
gayer."

But as much as he'd like to just start pounding that sweet, sexy ass, he
wants to luxuriate, at long last, in slow, delicious foreplay with his
stud-crush. So his hands and lips and tongue begin to trace his deep gay
longing for his bro all over Robbie's firm, young, muscle-jock body.

Jax lets his tongue play up and down and across Robbie's ripped abs,
letting his tongue-tip worship every crevice and hard ripple of that
beautifully carved washboard. Then he takes his own hard, dripping cock in
his hand and traces precum patterns all over Robbie's sexy eight-pack.

He drinks in the sight of Robbie's hard, smooth, jutting cock, looking so
thick and tempting, and lets his hand stroke his bro's length reverently,
teasing the tip and shaft and balls with his tongue. He slides one hand in
back to groove Robbie's smooth ass-crack, letting his bro know that's his
ultimate goal.

Robbie whimpers in utter delight.

The most natural thing in the world, Jax realizes, is slipping a bro's cock
into your hand or mouth, cupping his firm, smooth ass in your hand, letting
your middle finger play up and down his crack, teasing his tight pucker
with your anxious desire. He sees now that gay sexual intimacy like this is
a given in any friendship between two hot, horny boys.

Robbie moans in pleasure, writhing sexily on the bed.

"Aw fuck, dude! You're a sexy-ass bi-boy! Fucking love this shit, dawg."

This is just what Jax wants, to tease his bro into ecstasy, getting him
super-horny for their first fuck, teaching him his true desire.

"Aw yeah! Work that jock hole, dude! Get my ass ready for its first
pounding, Jax! You heard Cat and Janey -- hot chicks LOVE bi-boys! No
doubt, the more dick we take tonight, the more pussy we get afterwards."

Hearing Robbie keep harping on pussy in the midst of this hot boy-sex is
tedious as hell. Oh well, he decides, maybe he can fuck some sense into his
bro this summer.

Robbie shifts his lean, lithe body around so the two muscle-studs can
sixty-nine each other's big jock dicks.

At first, before taking Jax in his mouth, Robbie just gazes reverently at
that tempting length of firm, thick, fleshy boy-meat, letting his fingers
stroke gently up and down the shaft.

"Fucking love this cock of yours, dude. Huge, veiny, luscious -- pornstar
dick, dude. So fucking hot!"

Jax looks over from his bed and sees his cock in the mirror -- long, hard,
fully erect, looking like it could stay hard forever. It feels like it,
too. Then he watches his bro's head descend on that thick, drooling length
of jock-dick. Robbie is on it like a boy possessed, gobbling and licking
and sucking in snorting delight.

Jax is cresting on a wave of wonder, ecstatic at finally having actual gay
sex with his stud-crush.

"You like sucking that big-ass dick, bro?"

"Fuhh yiih," Robbie mumbles, mouth stuffed with jock-meat.

Jack laughs and chows down on Robbie's gorgeous cock.

Their mouths slobber over each other's hard, randy, young cocks like two
starving boys let loose to gorge on a tableful of food after weeks of
hunger. Each boy focuses on devouring his bro's firm, thick prick in a
scarfing, noisy rush, while excited fingers explore virgin ass-cracks.

To be able to suck cock with unabashed relish like this -- especially the
thick gorgeous cock of his hot bro, Robbie -- feels to Jax like the most
liberating moment of his life.

Jax nips and pulls Robbie's foreskin, then tongues underneath the loose,
fleshy hood. Robbie oohs and moans at each touch of teeth.

They break for a second to catch their breaths and praise each other's hot
cocks with raw, raspy, drool-coated voices.

"Fucking LOVE sucking a big dick like yours! So damn thick, so meaty, so
delicious."

"Word! You've got such a huge-ass cock, Jax. Major jaw-breaker! Fucking
LOVE sucking it! Wanna get better and better at taking you, dude! Hot as
fuck!"

Jax's heart leaps to hear Robbie's mission to become an accomplished
cocksucker.

Back to more pleasuring of each other's thick, uncut meat. Jax feels a huge
glob of saliva and precum drool down from Robbie's mouth, coating his
balls. Robbie stops blowing him for a second to tongue up all that heady
boy-juice from off Jax's big, droopy ballsac, making little circling
motions all over his egg-sized nuts, driving Jax crazy.

Then Robbie settles back into serious sucking, all the while fingering
Jax's tingling pucker.

After a couple more minutes, Jax takes his mouth off his bro's
saliva-glazed hardness to affirm his profound pleasure.

"Aw fuck, dude! That sexy chinstache of yours scratching my thighs when you
blow me? Fucking exquisite, dawg!"

Robbie pulls off the huge hardness he's sucking to breathlessly reply.

"Dude, that beard scruff scraping my abs when you suck my cock? That alone
could make me nut!"

Jax catches Robbie's eye and hits him with the obvious truth.

"There is no better sex than this available any-fucking-where, period. With
anybody. Impossible to achieve any greater pleasure for me than this sex,
here, now, with you. I feel like a young god having sex with you,
bro. Fucking unreal!"

The two boys mirror each other -- sucking each other's cocks, jacking them,
playing with each other's nutsac, and working a couple fingers in each
other's ass. Their most profound pleasures in sex match up perfectly.

Jax feels like they're each a complementary part of a complex dyadic
rhythm, like a paired dance, or some timeless, intricately patterned,
primitive ritual of sexual ecstasy practiced by two zealous young shamans.

Jax's never felt closer to another person in his life. Not even his dad,
who was at once so close to him, his best friend, yet so distant, so
mysterious. So much of his father's inner life Jax knew absolutely nothing
about, he realizes. But with Robbie now, in the midst of this awesome boys'
first-time right of passage they're sharing, it feels like he and his bro
are each half of some mystic, transcendent being. There's a one-ness they
share, bred of the ferocity of their strong, sexual attraction to each
other's raw, vibrant, athletic beauty.

Their moaning and writhing is so intense, Jax almost can't tell whose voice
is whose as they pant and cry their explosive, eruptive, same-sex desire.

Again, almost as one, both boys begin serious rimming of their tight,
cherry holes.

To be able to gorge on that sweet smooth ass, while feeling Robbie's tongue
lap and lick and tease and taste his own? Jax's cock has never been
harder. Both he and Robbie are boys who can never get enough ass-play.

The saliva-drenched sounds of their moaning and panting and lip-smacking
are like heavenly music to Jax. A keening, hypnotic, primitive-rhythm
melody for male chorus. The sound alone is erotic. Part of the soundtrack,
he realizes happily, of the rest of his sexual life.

He could rim his bro all day, but his throbbing cock tells him it's time to
claim the prize, seize his booty.

He pushes Robbie down on the bed, facing up at him, so they can watch each
other as they fuck. Then he starts with his fingers, poking and massaging
and slowly prying, trying to get Robbie's tight-puckered boy-pussy big
enough to begin to wedge his straining, aching cock in.

Robbie moans low and guttural at the first feel of Jax's fingers seriously
digging into his pucker.

"FUCK YEAH! Work that tight fuckin' hole, dude! Get me ready to take this
big-ass dick!"

"Hell yeah, bro. Gonna give this tight little jock hole the pounding it's
wanted for SO damn long. Gonna bust your fuckin' cherry with this big stud
dick, dude. Fucking LOVE this sexy ass you got, dawg!"

Jax works on Robbie's hole with an intense zeal, as if his throbbing cock
is rushing him on. He can't believe how, as he watches, that pinched, sexy
little rosebud of Robbie's slowly relaxes open, allowing finger after
finger to pry it bigger and bigger. Soon it looks like a sexy, slutty
little mouth, mouing open lasciviously, pouting for a thick dick to suck.

Jack always keeps a bottle of lube by his bedside, for the intense ass-play
that's been a part of his masturbatory ritual for quite some time now. So
he grabs it and starts drizzling, slowly lubing his own long, thick,
painfully throbbing cock before genrously slathering his bro's sweet cherry
hole.

"Hurry, bro!  My hole is fucking on fire for that dick!"

Jax puts down the bottle and brings the tip of his hard jock thickness up
to his bro's hole. He grabs his meaty shaft and plays his drooling cocktip
up and down Robbie's crack, slowly, sensually, like a maddening, endlessly
repetitive prelude, teasing his bro's ass, tapping his big cock-tip against
Robbie's hole, as if tsk-tsking it for its shameless desire to take dick.

"Fuck me, you fucker! Gimme that stud cock, bro!"

Jax can wait no longer himself. He's as desperate for his first piece of
boy-ass as that ass is to have its first dicking.  So, slowly but steadily,
he eases the head in, his brain immediately lighting up with the
mind-numbing thrill of a hard, hungry cock being buried in a boy's sweet
ass.

Robbie cries out, not in pain, but in shock at immediate pleasure.

"OH FUCK YES!! That cock feels fucking AMAZING plowing my ass. Shove it in,
bro. Fucking ram my cherry hole up to the hilt."

He cries even louder as Jax works his shaft in another inch.

"AW FUCKING HELL! You feel SOOOOOO fucking good, bro! BURY that fucking
cock, dude!"

Jax clasps his powerful hands onto those smooth, sexy butt-cheeks. As he
eases his dick in further, he can't help but look over into the mirror at
the scene on the bed: two incredibly hot, seriously cut young muscle-studs,
looking sexy as hell as one stud plows the other's smooth, ripe muscle-ass.

We look fucking amazing, Jax thinks, his cock throbbing even harder now,
every muscle in his body feeling strong and alive. If someone filmed us,
this would be instant dick-hardening gay porn. Unbelievable how hot we look
fucking.

He turns back to look down and watch his hard, thick cock work into his
bro's hot ass.

He shifts his hips back a bit, then starts a steady push until he's balls'
deep.

Robbie tears a moan out of his chest as Jax eases that stud cock all the
way in until Jax's trimmed bush rests against Robbie's nutsac.

Being in Robbie's ass feels unreal. He holds still, savoring the exquisite
pleasure of his hard, thick, throbbing cock sunk deep into a boy's warm,
wet, wonderfully tight ass for the first time. Robbie's soft, sweet,
whimpering purrs of delight add to Jax's luscious sensory overload.

"Dude, don't EVER take that dick out!"

Jax sighs in deep, total bliss.

"So fucking hot!"

Then Jax's cock starts voicing its needs again.

"You ready to get fucked, bro?"

"Hell fucking yes! Pound that ass, stud!"

Jax begins pistoning his hips, first slow and smooth, then harder and
firmer, Robbie yelling encouragement with every thrust.

Soon both boys are sweaty from the young, eager, athletic exertion of their
coupling.

Jax is absolutely giddy from the hottest fuck of his life.

"Dude, your ass is about the sexiest thing in the world. I'd rather fuck
this ass than any pussy."

"Fuck, Jax, your dick feels so fucking good in me. I'm your total bottom
bitch, stud. I fucking want to ride this dick like six times a day, dawg!"

Jax starts pounding him even harder, working his strong, supple hips
ferociusly against an ass that willingly, easily, pounds back on even his
hardest thrusts.

"You like this big dick pounding your ass, dude?"

Robbie is dazed, breathless, sort of hiccupping in lewd delight, rocking
his head back and forth, as Jax roughly pistons his thick cock into him.

"OH Fuck! Yes! Oh Yes! Oh fuck! Unreal!"

"You're mine, dude! [Ram Ram Ram] My fucking personal cock-slut. [Ram Ram
Ram] Fucking hot-stud boy-toy. [Now slower, sensual long-dicking] You'd do
anything I ask to get a taste of this big jock dick!"

Robbie -- still gasping, breathless, delirious -- tries to talk.

"Oh fuck. No shit! Fuck. This is. Sooooo amazing. My ass feels. Aw
fuck. Never been this hard!"

"Never been this hard either, bro. Your ass is fucking incredible. Never
had sex this awesome, dude. Fucking impossible to have better sex than this
young god sex we're having. Feels like my brain's gonna cum. So fucking
into you, dude. So fucking gay for you, bro. It's fucking amazing with you,
dude. You're so beautiful. So hot. Love you soooo damn much, dawg!"

Jax has been staring into the mirrored wall, watching Robbie work his ass
back and forth deliriously on his bro's hard length. The sight of Robbie's
own big, thick, jutting cock, slapping repeatedly against those carved
lower abs, is gorgeous. It sends a jolt of further, thicker lust coursing
through Jax's hard cock.

"Pound my ass, dude! Pound me HARD! Feels amazing! You're such a fucking
stud, Jax! Such a hot fucking lover!"

Dude-sex is indeed the sport of the gods, Jax thinks.

He loves hearing Robbie's hard, rhythmic grunts as Jax pistons his
ass. Deep, raspy, visceral, each cry seems torn out of his lungs. It's like
hearing those low, rough, inarticulate sounds that rip out of him during
the last set of hard, heavy reps in the weight room.

After another minute or two of Robbie and Jax both moaning their deep,
physical ecstasy, Robbie asks Jax to pull out because he wants a better
angle for Jax's cock to work his hungry ass, so it can take in more dick.

"Dude, hit my ass from behind. I want to get every single micro-inch of
that luscious stud cock reaming my cherry hole."

So he turns his back to Jax, jiggling his firm, gorgeous ass sexily,
slapping it a few times, then he grabs hold of the top rail of Jax's
antique iron bedframe, steeling himself for an epic fucking.

Jax scoots close, kneeling behind his bro, anxious to get back to this
choicest fuck ever. First, he takes a few seconds to savor the sight --
Robbie's tight jock pucker still gapes open, making a small, perfect `O,'
again looking like a hot boy's pretty mouth, this time making a
mock-frightened `Ooooh!' at the eye-popping sight of the big dick about to
ravish it.

He lets a huge gob of spit drool out of his mouth, trailing down to coat
his dick. He palms it over his hefty cock-head, then slowly plunges his
hard young thickness, nicely coated with a home-made lube of his precum and
saliva and his bro's ass-juices, back into that warm, tight boy-hole.

Robbie lets out a deep, thrilled groan at the feel of his bro's re-entry.

Jax pumps his powerful young hips with a deep, slow, satisfying rhythm,
shifting his waist this way and that, savoring the feel of Robbie's
responsive ass-walls clasping his thick shaft tightly, desperately, as he
ravishes this sublime boy-pussy.

Robbie's seemingly bottomless cock-hunger suddenly flares up even higher,
and, still grabbing the bed-rail, he begins slamming his ass back and forth
on his bro's long, thick, pummeling length. He wriggles that smooth, sexy
muscle-ass up and down, then back and forth, taking control of the fuck,
using his bro's steel-hard fuckstick to pleasure his boy-hole wantonly.

This brazen display of proud, insatiably addicted cock-hunger reminds Jax
of some of the vids of Thai boy-whores he's seen, young sluts who drape
their lithe bodies all over the huge cocks fucking them.

Jax's cock feels amazing getting fucked by Robbie's shamelessly hungry
ass. Jax loves watching those smooth, firm ass-globes -- so white and sexy
against the rest of his tanned, muscular body -- bob and bounce and ripple
and pound back, in furious excitement, on his huge, hard length of
rock-hard jock-cock.

The two jock-bros take to boy/boy sex almost instinctually. All the gay
porn they've both studied religiously the past couple of years has taught
them everything a hot, horny, young gay jock can expect when he couples
with another hot bro -- sex that's the equal of the gay clips they've been
stroking to.

Looking over again at the reflection of them fucking in the mirrored wall
takes Jax's breath away. He considers himself a connoisseuer of hot gay
muscle-porn, so he can say without a doubt that he and Robbie look fucking
hot. Both boys are so damn cut and gorgeous. He loves watching his firm,
tight muscle-ass -- beautifully sculpted from all the squats he does --
pumping into Robbie's lean, ripped definition, whose ass and upper back
look like a Greek statue of some young male warrior ideal come to life.

Robbie must have noticed Jax's eyes gazing into the mirror, watching them
fuck.

"We look hot as fuck fucking. The girls are gonna wet their drawers
instantly. I fucking love watching your hot muscled body ripple and flex
and pump while you fuck me, all sweaty and beautiful. So fucking hot, bro!"

Robbie suddenly clenches his abs and throws his head back.

"FUCK, dude! Gonna shoot, bro!"

While Jax keeps pumping that tight jock hole in steady abandon, he looks
over Robbie's shoulder, down that lean ripped upper body, so he can watch
his bro cum.

"Cum for me bro! So hot! You're not even touching your dick."

"AW FUCK! Here it comes! Spillin' seed! FUCK!!"

Robbie, still holding both hands tight to the bed frame, clenches both his
jaws and the muscles in his deeply grooved eight-pack. Jax stares down in
awe as a fountain of thick white cream comes gushing out of Robbie's
rock-hard cock. Amazingly, Robbie doesn't seem to cum in ropes or
spurts. This load, his first time cumming from a young boy lover, just
seems to stream out of his cock in one thick, creamy, constant jet. It's
unreal hot for Jax to watch.

"Fucking HOT fucking load, bro!"

Suddenly Jax feels the iron-clasp of Robbie's ass-muscles squeezing, with
orgasmic fury, on the huge cock buried in its tight jock hole. The
delicious intensity of the sensation brings on his own orgasm.

"Gonna cum, bro! Fuck! Where you want my load?"

Robbie pants in strained exhausted bliss.

"Breed my ass, dude! Plant your seed, bro. Mark your fucking turf, cause
this ass is sure as fuck yours."

Bro-lust talk is dream-music for Jax. His cock erupts, spasming over and
over and over, sending rope upon rope of thick, hot boy-cream all up in his
bro's tight, warm chute. He watches as a little of his load oozes back out
of Robbie's cock-stuffed hole, drizzling back onto his shaft. So fucking
hot.

He pulls slowly out, kissing Robbie's back and neck while he gently fondles
his bro's hard pecs and nipples.

More thick jock-cream dribbles sexily out of Robbie's ass. Jax scoops up a
thick fingerful and feeds it to his bro.

Robbie smacks his lips.

"Fucking luscious. LOVE your cream, dawg!"

Then he turns around, and the boys kiss passionately, hands exploring cut,
muscular backs and round, rippling shoulders and hard, firm butt-cheeks.

Then Robbie looks at Jax with sweet longing.

"Dude, let me clean your cock off."

Jax gives his bro andother quick kiss, then settles on his back, so Robbie
can tend to his spent, slimy cock.

Jax is at once relaxed and energized, in the charged stasis of an amazing
post-fuck glow. The feel of Robbie's tongue greedily lapping up every bit
of cum and ass-juice off his cock -- tip, piss-slit, under his foreskin,
all up and down his shaft, then licking methodically, yet sensually, over
each of his plum-sized balls -- is sheer heaven.

Robbie looks up from his work to catch Jax's eye.

"Dude, I've never been so fucking turned-on during sex before in my
life. This gives like a new meaning to sex."

"Tell me about it, dawg. Best fuck ever by, like, a power of a zillion."

Robbie goes back to relishing every inch of Jax's cock, licking it
hungrily, kissing it tenderly, stroking it, letting a finger play sexily up
and down Jax's thick, meaty, still half-hard length of boy-meat.

Holding the hefty shaft in one hand, he pokes a finger in under the
foreskin and teasingly circles Jax's huge cock-head. Then he kisses the tip
with quiet passion.

"Your dick is so fucking beautiful, dude. So big and thick and
luscious. Feeling you hard in me, poundig my hole, was just
unbelieavble. Like out-of-body experience. I was like, `This is sex? Cause
it feels like alien abduction!' My fucking mind is blown, dude."

Jax can feel himself hardening again. It's amazing.

Robbie keeps chanting a low, soft hymn to his bro's dick, kissing and
stroking its thickness, worshipping it as it lies sprawled back against
Jax's cut lower abs.

"Such a huge, powerful man-cock, dude. So fucking beautiful. Absolutely
perfect. I can see why those hot pagan studs back in the day had phallic
cults. I fucking WORSHIP this dick, dude. I'm a fucking slave to your cock,
Jax. I'm gonna be dancing around all naked and frenzied to this dick."

Robbie rests his head on the massive cut bulk of Jax's chest. He looks up
at Jax through sleepy, half-hooded eyes.

"I shouldn't say this, dude. It seems way harsh. But I can't fucking wait
until the girls are gone, and it's just us, sucking and fucking and jacking
24/7. Fucking boy-sex all day. Gonna be fucking incredible with you this
summer. Damn though, dawg, I am fucked out. I gotta catch some Zzzz's,
bro."

Robbie crawls up the bed groggily, stretching his nude, lean bulk out to
nap, but first he gives Jax a soft, slow, sleepy kiss.

"Fucking love you, bro. Love you so damn much."

Then his head drops onto a pillow.

Jax kisses him lightly, not wanting to disturb the gorgeous boy as he
drifts into slumber.

Jax, too, suddenly feels the effects of all the sex and sun and pot and
beer hitting him all at once. He's half-asleep himself.

He lets a finger play ever-so-gently over the cut lean muscle of his bro's
shoulder and arm, up and down, over and over, marveling at how beautiful
Robbie is, how breath-takingly handsome.

He turns his head away, deciding finally to say what he must say. But he
still can't look at Robbie as he says it.

"Fuck, bro, it's been so damn hard to tell you what I keep thinking you
already know. Robbie, I'm gay. Like totally. Like very into boys. And like
very not into girls. Mainly, I'm very into you, dude. You're so fucking
hot, so fucking perfect. Love you so damn much dude, it fucking hurts. Sex
with you turns out to be what I knew it would be -- beyond amazing. I just
want us to be together like 24/7, dude. Lovers, right? Damn, dude, we'd be
SUCH hot fucking boyfriends."

He's amazed at how slowly and softly and articulately he can get it all
out. Not even close to crying.

He turns back to his silent lover, on the very off chance he wasn't totally
asleep and actually heard Jax's phantom confession, but Robbie's breath is
even and regular with the rhythm of sound sleep. He looks absolutely
gorgeous, asleep on the pillow.

A second or two later and Jax has joined him.

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