Date: Fri, 12 Feb 2021 20:40:43 +0000 (UTC) From: Matt Johnson Subject: Speedo High: Part 24 (high school) Don't read this story if you're under 18 or have problems with gay-themed erotic stories. Do not forget to donate to Nifty.org, our host. They are super cool and worthy of our support. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html I enjoy your comments and feedback: speedoguy1992@yahoo.com Speedo High: Part 24 (high school) After we cleared the air, I think we all felt better. JD and I went to the bathroom that he and Indian Boy shared to take a shower. We were coated in sweat. "You know it's time for a shower when you can smell yourself, and the smell isn't good," JD said smiling at me while taking off his clothes. "Wait. Don't take off the panties yet," I said. I stripped down to my panties as well. Then we both helped each other to remove the elastic bands from our ponytails. "I love the way you look with your hair hanging down in the lacy panties," I said kissing him on the lips while rubbing my cock against his. "You look amazing too. It's like you are both male and female in one body," he said cupping my hard lace-clad ass cheeks in his hands. "You look so fucking sexy. I cannot wait to look at pictures we took of each other the next time we are alone." "I know what you mean. The pictures of you are beyond hot. If I searched for a lifetime, I do not think I could ever find another guy who feels the same way that I do when it comes to what turns me on," I said. "We are truly twin sons of different mothers." At this point we had stepped into the shower together and began soaping one another's bodies. Both us were extremely fit from our long hours of training in the pool. Our bodies were very similar. On both of us our ribs were identifiable on our chests and backs. Long striated muscles spanned our backs and stomachs. JD's pecs, biceps, and triceps were bigger than mine, but mine were also bigger than the average fourteen-year-old. JD was taller by about three inches. I enjoyed sliding my fingers across ever muscle, tendon, and bone. I wanted to memorize every part of him. I worked soap into every part of him without inhibition as he did the same to me. I especially like washing his hairless genitals, focusing on the part between his scrotum and anus called the perineum. While I massaged this area and made circles around his asshole, we started kissing and moaning into one another's mouths. It was incredibly sensual. Next, JD turned me around with my back against his chest. He lifted my long brown hair, which was as thick as his, off of my neck, and he started nibbling on my neck. It felt incredible, and, for some unexplainable reason, made my nipples grow hard, so I closed my eyes and massaged them with my thumbs while he drove me crazy kissing my neck and rubbing his hard cock against my back. Before we both were totally overcome with lust, he started shampooing my hair and massaging my scalp which also felt amazing. Then, we changed positions so that I could wash his long thick brown hair. Next, as I worked conditioner into it to work out the tangles, we began talking again. "You surprised me when Indian Boy yanked down your track pants exposing your panties," he said. "I've never seen you get embarrassed before, so the look on your face surprised me." "I cannot explain it. When he saw me wearing girls white lace panties and said, `What the fuck is wrong with you,' I felt humiliated. Thank you for coming to the rescue. You could have let me stand their feeling incredibly self conscious. Instead you yanked your own shorts down exposing yourself in your black panties and you made a joke about it." Having said that, I had him turn around so that his back was toward the shower head to rinse the conditioner out of his hair. Once his hair was thoroughly rinsed, he step toward me and hugged me. I looked up into his eyes and said, "You are my hero." That moved him to kiss me hard and deep as the warm water ran down our bodies. It felt amazing. "Before we get out, there is something we gotta do," he said. He reached for two razors and handed me one. We took turns shaving the stubble from our bodies. Since, unlike my grizzly brother Luke, I am nearly hairless, it did not take him long to give my body a touch up. He started with shaving the very small shadow of hair from my armpits. Then, he got down on his knees, facing my cock, and balls. He shaved the little bit of stubble where my pubes used to be. Then, he ran the razor down my shins and calves to remove a few tiny hairs. Finally, he checked me all over and could not find a hint of a hair growing anywhere else--not on my face or on my balls. The whole job took him less than three minutes. "Matty, are you sure that you're fourteen? My twelve-year-old cousin has more body hair than you, and she's a girl." "What are you talking about?" I asked scanning his body for hair. "Aside from this stuff on your chin, your pits and pubes; you're almost as smooth as I am." "What's wrong with the `stuff' on my chin?" he asked. "Nothing, if you like the look of a few loose wires poking out from your handsome jaw," I replied. "Well then, do it," he said. "Shave them off." He carefully stepped out of the shower with water running off his excellent body, and got some scissors from the drawer. After stepping back into the shower he said, "First trim the hair as short as possible, using these scissors. Then, use the razor to make my chin as smooth as your ass cheeks," he said giving one of my gluts a squeeze. "Did you check out my balls?" he asked. So, like any good boyfriend, I licked them all over, and he was right, "Okay, you got me beat in the hairy balls department. They need a good shaving." So I went to work, lifting his cock out of the way, spreading his legs, and shaving this way and that to thoroughly remove every bit of pube stubble from his large balls. It was now my turn to make him smooth. I started with his face. Like me, he was also surpringly smooth. The only hair I could find was the little that was left on his chin, so I carefully shaved it off. I liked the way his naked chin looked--no more Shaggy from Scooby Doo hair left on it. Then, I took care of his armpits which had a little stubble. I licked them both to make sure they were smooth. I noticed that this caused his dick to plump up a bit, but I didn't touch it. Next, I searched his arms and legs for hair, but could not find a single one. I loved how smooth he was at seventeen years old and hoped I would stay just like him. I mean Luke looked manly with his bear-like body, but I liked looking less masculine. Plus, as a swimmer, staying smooth would never be a problem. After we were both smooth as silk, JD turned the water off and poured baby oil into his hands and mine. Without saying a word, I knew what we wanted. We both rubbed the oil into each other from head to toe over our hairless skin. It felt amazing, smelled so good, and made both of us hard as rocks. We stood there, still in the shower, facing one another. JD put our cocks together and wrapped his hand around both of them. It felt incredible. I decided then and there that, if I lived to be be a hundred, there is no sensation that I will ever love more than my hard cock against another one. I raised myself up onto my tiptoes to be able to bend close enough to kiss him while still leaving enough room between us for the cock-to-cock masturbation JD was giving us both. We forcefully tongue fucked each other's mouths as the magnitude of the erotic feelings we were experiencing increased exponentially with every stroke. Then, in near unison, we both clinched our butt cheeks and erupted, firing warm boy cream at one another in the place where we had just finished making one another smooth. Then, we hugged, our slippery oil-coated bodies easily sliding as abs, pecs, and cocks touched in the absence of friction. Our eyes were closed, and we were miles above the earth in a place of warmth, darkness, and intense pleasure. I did not want this moment to end. Then, there was loud knocking at the door. It was Indian Boy. "How much longer are you two homos going to be in there? I need to take a shower!" JD and I both started laughing. "How long have we been in here?" I asked. "It has been a really long time. Almost an hour. Thank God we have a tankless water heater or we would have been shivering in the cold by now," JD said. He carefully stepped from the shower and unlocked the door inviting Indian Boy to join us. "No, I can wait," he said. "I didn't mean to spoil anything, but it's almost time for dinner." "Come on in, man," JD said while opening the door and grabbing Indian Boy by the arm. "We homos were just finishing up." "Fuck," JD said joining us in the crowded bathroom. "It smells like baby oil and sex in here." JD and I both cracked up again. "The smell is kind of addicting, right?" JD asked. "It is definitely a new combination for my nose," Indian Boy said laughing with us. He began to undress while JD and I dried one another off. I noticed that his cock was pointing at the ceiling. "Well, it looks like your dick likes the smell," I said, impulsively stroking his six-inch-long uncut cock. "Wait a minute," JD said smiling. "Don't get carried away here. You're my boy friend." "Please JD, don't make him stop," Indian Boy said. "I thought I would be trading hand jobs with Bob tonight, but my temper screwed that one up." "It sure did," JD said ruffling Indian Boy's Mohawk. "Matty, I don't think it's a good idea to reward bad behavior. Let's let Indian Boy finish this himself." "Please JD, you don't even know how horny I am," Indian Boy said. "By the looks of your hard dick, I can honestly say that I know exactly how you feel," JD said. "I never realized how much our dicks look alike, especially when we are hard." He and Indian Boy were standing next to one another and, unbelievably, JD was hard again. "I could not tell one from the other if the police called me in to identify your cock for stealing my innocence," I said. "What innocence?" Indian Boy asked while continuing to shamelessly masturbate. "I would have you guessed you lost that a long time ago." "A week ago on Saturday morning, your big brother taught me how to give my first blow job. I was pretty damn innocent before that moment," I said. "So, why don't you show me if he is a good teacher," Indian Boy said while waving his cock at me." I looked at JD to make sure that he didn't object as I proceeded to drop to my knees in front of Indian Boy. "I guess it's okay with me Matty. Show him how much you have learned baby," JD said kneeling next to me to kiss me on the lips. "Are you sure about this?" I asked feeling confused. I thought that being a couple meant that we only had sex with each other. "Yea, it's cool with me if you want to do it. You and Indian Boy clearly turn each other on. I get that. I also get that you are falling in love with me. So, I'm not jealous." he said. He then began to brush and blow dry his long dark hair with his back to us. He could easily see our reflection in the mirror. I started by wrapping my right hand around Indian Boy's dick which was aimed straight up. Then I began licking his smooth sagging ball sack while moving the foreskin up and down exposing and covering up the head of his cock. His moans were masked by the sound of the blow dryer. "Damn Matty, that feels amazing," he said with closed eyes. As much as I love licking balls, I wanted to feel his cock slide across my tongue and hit the back of my throat. So I abandoned his nuts and start licking up and down his shaft, slobbering all over it until it was covered in my saliva. Then I moved the skin down from his cock head and starting licking the tip which was oozing precum. This caused Indian Boy to moan even louder. Next, I aimed his tool straight at my mouth by wrapping my hand around the base. It was rock hard. Then, I carefully covered my teeth with my lips and began bobbing back and forth swallowing more and more of his cock with each forward movement. Before I knew it I had the whole thing in my mouth and down my throat. I fought to keep my gag reflex under control which caused my eyes to water. I sucked in air through my nose as I rhythmically bobbed back and forth, feeling my air supply cut off every time his hard oozing dick slid down my throat. Once I was fully in the zone, I removed my hand from the base of his dick and reached behind him with both hands to massage his firm gluts. This position was giving my abs a workout as I moved back and forth on his delicious boy meat with my hands squeezing his butt cheeks. As he began to pant because of all of the incredible feelings that were assaulting the pleasure center of his brain, the animal in Indian Boy took over. He put both hands on the back of my head and began to fuck my mouth without mercy. I was starved for air and my mouth was growing tired, but I allowed him to face fuck me like a wild beast. Saliva was running down my face and I felt light headed as I lost all awareness of the world around me. I was there to give this boy the most erotic pleasure I could. When he began to get more and more forceful, I knew my reward was working its way up from his tight balls to the end of his uncut cock. So, I carefully worked the middle finger of my right hand into his asshole so as not to freak him out. Then, I started finger fucking him as hard as he was face fucking me, and that did it. He whimpered and start shooting his hot buttered boy butter into my mouth. Even though he was holding my head forcefully against his body as he unloaded down my throat, I took put both of my hands on his hips and pushed him back so that he would fill my mouth with the remainder of his juice because I wanted to taste it. I used my tongue to massage the underside of his cock just below the head to coax out every drop of cum. It was too much for Indian Boy, however, and he tried to push me off of his cock. He was experiencing the overly sensitive sensation that comes right after an orgasm. I was not ready to let his cock go though, so I forced it back down my throat and held him there until I needed to breathe. Then, I let go of his still hard cock and swallowed what was left of his salty load. "Delicious," I said licking my swollen lips. When I finally pulled off, Indian Boy slid down to the floor. "Damn Matt, you nearly sucked the life out of me. That was un-fucking-believable," he said. I sat next to him, leaning against the wall. "No one has ever fucked my face harder than you bro," I said. "You look like shit," JD said, looking down at me. "Are you sure that you are okay? Your eyes are glassy, your nose is running, and there is spit and saliva all over your face." "Yea, just give me a minute," I replied. "I feel like I just ran a marathon with a snake in my mouth." "You have to admit," Indian Boy said, "you loved every second of it. I didn't think you were ever going to let me have my dick back." "I guess I was born to suck," I replied. "Look you two, dinner is in fifteen minutes. You both better jump in the shower and clean each other up," JD said. "And no funny business, you hear?" "Yes dad," we both said in unison. I managed not to get my long hair wet again while the two of us soaped each other up from head to toe. We quickly rinsed off. Then, we dried each other off, wrapped towels around our waists and went to get dressed for dinner.