Date: Wed, 23 Nov 2011 13:39:06 -0800
From: B.E. Kelley <hailcaesar2011@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Sleepover

This story is a work of FICTION. The events described are my own invention.
Any similarities to actual events or persons are strictly coincidental. The
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This story contains depictions of consensual sexual acts between teenage
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The Sleepover

At 14 years old, my big brother was my hero.  Aaron was 16 and the starting
quarterback for our high school football team, the Callingridge Coyotes.
He was also a straight A student, in fact it seemed that there wasn't
anything he couldn't do.  What I loved most about Aaron was that he never
treated me like a little kid, never sent me away when he had friends over
and never made me feel like I wasn't important.  I always appreciated my
close relationship with Aaron because I've seen how some of my friends get
picked on by their older brothers and I'd have been crushed had Aaron done
that to me.

I figured out that I was gay, early on.  When all of my friends started
puberty, they talked about nothing but girls, all of them but me that is.
Girls didn't have any effect on me but looking at some of my friends sure
gave me some strange feelings.  My first boy crush was on Bobby Conner,
he's Aaron's best friend.  Bobby was on the football team with Aaron, where
he played running back.  He was always at our house and didn't seem to mind
me tagging along with him and my brother.  Bobby is gorgeous; he's about 6
feet tall, and probably 150 pounds of solid, athletic muscle.  He has sandy
brownish-blond hair that he keeps cut short, almost buzzed.  He has big
brown eyes and a handsome, boyish kind of face.

Bobby always seems to have energy.  I don't know where it comes from but
when everyone else is exhausted, Bobby's still raring to go.  One of my
favorite things to do is jump on his back and start wrestling with him.  Of
course he always wins, he's much bigger than me, but at least I get to
touch his muscles and feel his weight against me.  The only problem is,
lately when I wrestle with him, I start to get a boner.  The last few times
he's pounced on me, I've pushed him off and told him to leave me alone.  I
felt bad because he looked a little hurt that I was being rude to him, but
I didn't want to get caught with my hard little dick poking him.  How would
I explain that?

I hated pushing Bobby away because I wanted to be close to him.  I dreamed
of him holding me in his arms and kissing me and you know, other stuff.  I
even woke up a few times with wet underwear, fortunately I figured out what
wet dreams were and saved myself the embracement of saying anything to mom
and dad.

While I was trying to keep my distance from Bobby, I was also trying to get
a look at his dick.  I know that sounds contradictory but Bobby slept over
all of the time and at the end of the night the three of us usually ended
up in Aaron's room or the basement, in our underwear.  Like most of the
jock boys I know, Bobby usually wore briefs or boxerbriefs.  As a soccer
player myself, I figured it was because he didn't want his junk flopping
all over the place, that's not very comfortable.  I was glad that he wore
tight fitting undies because I got a good look at his bulge and figured he
had to be packing at least 7inchs in his pants, if not more.  I was
determined to see what it looked like and I got my chance in mid-October.

The Coyotes had a game Friday night and I knew that Bobby and Aaron
wouldn't be going out with their friends afterward because they had another
game on Saturday.  Bobby and Aaron both take football very seriously so I
knew that they'd be in bed at a decent hour so as not to be too tired the
following day.  Being that it was only October; the weather was still warm
enough that I knew Bobby would be in his underwear, in Aaron's room, while
they played video games or watched a movie.

I came up with a plan.  I knew that the guys would let me hang out with
them and I also knew that once they were asleep, it would take a train
crashing into the house to wake them up.  The plan was simple, once they
drifted off to dreamland, I'd peel back the sheet covering Bobby's amazing
body, then pull down the front of his underpants so I could get a look at
his goodies.  I jerked off every night, leading up to Friday, thinking of
Bobby and the big bulge in his pants, and how awesome it was going to be to
see it, maybe even touch it, in person.

Before I go on, I should probably tell you a little about myself.  My
name's Alex and as I said, I'm 14 years old.  I play soccer but I'm not the
athlete my brother is, I'm more of a bookworm.  I'm really tall for my age,
I'm 6'0" but I only way about 115 pounds.  I'm lanky and have long skinny
legs.  I've got short, strawberry blond hair, hazel eyes and a few freckles
on my face.  When Friday night came, I put on Aaron's old jersey, from his
freshman year, in support of the team.  Even though he was closer to my
size at that age, it was still baggy.

My family is very supportive of Aaron's football career.  We go to all the
games, my dad is a member of the booster club and he even paid for new
uniforms for the entire team, through his architectural firm.  I sat with
my parents as we watched the game, some of my buddies showed up and asked
me to come hang out with them but I enjoyed this time with mom and dad and
I didn't want to miss any plays.

This was turning out to be a great game.  We were playing our cross town
rivals, the Cougars, and the Coyotes were letting the kitties have it.  At
half time, our team was up by two touchdowns but the Cougars battled back
in the third quarter and tied things up.  It turned into a grudge match
after that, with each team so eager to break the tie that they started
making dumb mistakes.  With the seconds counting down to the end of the
fourth quarter, Aaron took the snap, spotted Bobby charging down the field
and through a Hail Mary. The crowd was on its feet, holding its breath.
When Bobby made the catch, ducked and weaved past the defense to score, our
side erupted.

Dad and I chest bumped and shouted so loudly that it's a miracle we didn't
lose our voices.  Mom thought our antics were terribly undignified but she
was proud of Aaron and the team, so she let up a little and let use have
our fun.  When the game was over, I waited outside of the locker room for
Aaron and Bobby.  The guy's showered quickly but they looked exhausted when
they emerged so I offered to carry their bags for them.  It took forever to
get out to the parking lot, as we made our way through the crowd, it seemed
like everyone wanted to congratulate the guys on that last play.

When we got to dads Suburban, he and mom hugged Aaron and gave Bobby a pat
on the back.  I loaded the bags into the back and by the time I took my
seat, Aaron was already dozing.

"Good game," I said to Bobby, "that last play was amazing!"

"Thanks kiddo," Bobby smiled weakly, as he ruffled my hair.

He always calls me kiddo, even if he is only two years older.  If it was
anyone else it would probably annoy me but since it was Bobby, I didn't
mind.  I could tell he was just as tired as Aaron and I started to have
second thoughts about what I had planned for him tonight.  He'd played his
heart out, made the winning touchdown and here I was planning to take
advantage of him while he slept.  The ride home was quiet, Aaron sleeping,
Bobby about to nod off and me fighting my guilty conscience over my little
scheme.

Aaron woke up when we pulled into the driveway and I hopped out to grab the
bags and take them upstairs.  It was after 11:00 when we got home so mom
and dad quickly said good night.  They hugged me and Aaron gave each of us
a kiss on the forehead and Bobby got himself another pat on the back.  The
way our house is built, mom and dad's room is in the back, in a wing off by
itself with the two guest rooms, while Aaron and I have our rooms towards
the front of the house.  The layout of our home makes it easy, for Aaron
and me, to stay up past our bedtime or sneak down to the kitchen for the
occasional midnight snack, without getting caught.  I was just coming out
of the bathroom when Aaron walked past me, already in his underwear.

"Night Alex," yawned Aaron, as he patted me on the shoulder and kept on
walking.

Shit, I guess they're so tired that they're going straight to bed.  This
throws a wrench into my plans.  I was counting on hanging out with the guys
for a while so that I'd know when they were asleep and when would be the
right time to make my move.  I wasn't sure what I was going to do now;
maybe I'd just forget the whole thing.

I stripped down to my underwear. I was wearing a pair of grey briefs, with
white trim, that I'd gotten from American Apparel.  I'd selected this pair
because I thought even my skinny butt looked good in them and felt it was
important to be dressed a little sexy for the adventure I had planned.  I
had however, given up on my idea and was about to climb into bed, when
there was a knock on the door.

"Knock, knock," said Bobby, as he stuck his head in the door.

"Oh, hey, what's up?" I asked.

"Me and Aaron are just putting on a movie, you coming?" he asked.

"I was just going to get in bed, I thought you guys went to sleep," I
replied.

"Nah, after a game like that, I'm to wound up to go straight to bed," said
Bobby, "so are you coming?"

"Yeah, cool," I smiled.

As I followed Bobby down the hall to Aaron's room, I couldn't help but take
in the sight.  He had stripped off his clothes and was only wearing a pair
of white ankle socks and a pair of white Calvin Klein briefs, with a red
waistband.  He looked amazing and I was somewhat mesmerized by his tight,
bubble butt, as it jiggled, ever so slightly when he walked.  There are two
twin beds in Aaron's room, he was in one and Bobby flopped down on the
other, when we walked in.  I crammed in beside Bobby as usual.  Aaron kicks
like a mule in his sleep so I was used to sharing the other bed with Bobby,
even before I was hot for him.  We started watching Role Models and Aaron
passed out in the first 20 minutes.  Bobby only lasted slightly longer and
by the time the movie was half over, both of the exhausted athletes were
slumbering.

Bobby lie on his stomach so he could watch the movie and now that he was
sleeping, I got brave, reached down and felt up his butt.  His butt was so
firm; it felt like iron under his tight cotton underwear.  I instantly got
hard, while I felt him up but pulled my hand away when he stirred in his
sleep.  I waited another ten minutes but Bobby seemed content to rest on
his stomach and I resigned myself to the fact that I wouldn't get a shot at
his package tonight.  I got up to turn off the TV and no sooner had the
room gone dark that Bobby rolled onto his back.

It was a full moon night, there was enough light coming in through the
windows to see, so I sat next to Bobby, took a deep breath and went in.  I
placed my hand just above his waistband and felt the soft skin of his
muscular stomach, then traced my fingers over the bulge in his undies.  His
cock twitched and almost seemed to come alive as I touched it.  The more I
rubbed it the harder it got, I rubbed it until he had a full boner and the
head of his cock was sticking up through the waistband of his briefs.  I
slipped my fingers into his waistband and was about to pull it down,
freeing the beast inside, when a hand seized my wrist and another clamped
over my mouth.  Before I knew it, I was pinned to the floor with my arm
behind my back and a knee holding me down.  Did I mention that Bobby was
also on the wrestling team?


My initial reaction was shock, it had all happened so fast.  One moment he
was asleep and now he had me pinned to the floor.  He yanked me to my feet
and guided me out into the hall.  He still had my arm pinned behind my back
and his other hand clamped over my mouth as he took me down to the
basement.  By this time, reality had set in, I knew I was busted and I had
tears running down my cheeks.  The way I saw it, my life as I knew it was
over. As the basement door closed behind us, I braced myself, I was sure I
was about to have the shit beaten out of me.

"I'm going to let you go now, don't scream, ok?" said Bobby.

With his hand over my mouth, all I could do was nod.  I sucked in a deep
breath when he released me but I couldn't turn to face him, I expected his
fist to land in the center of my face when I did.

"Alex, look at me," said Bobby.

I shook my head no; it felt like my whole body shook with it.

"Come on, let me see your face," said Bobby, as he put his hand on my
shoulder and turned me around.

"Hey what's with the water works?" he asked, in regards to my tears.

I was so upset that all I could do is move my mouth, words wouldn't come
out and I must have looked like a fish out of water, struggling for breath.

"Look, I'm sorry if I scared you, it was just an involuntary reaction.  Are
you ok?" asked Bobby.  "Did I hurt your arm?"

I shook my head no and sniffled.  I couldn't figure out why he was so
concerned about me, not after what I had been doing to him.

"Come here kiddo," said Bobby, as he pulled me close and hugged me. "I'm
really sorry I scared you."

"I-I-I'm not s-scared," I stuttered, "but aren't you m-mad at me?"

"I'm not mad, but we do need to have a little talk," said Bobby, as he took
a place on the couch and patted the cushion next to him.

I took my seat but was still struggling with my emotions.

"So what were you doing up there?" asked Bobby.

"I-I-I-I," I stuttered then buried my face in my hands.

"Look, you don't have to be embarrassed," said Bobby.  "You're gay, huh
kiddo?"

All I could do was nod my head.

"Well that's ok, it's nothing to get so upset about," said Bobby.

That gave me the courage to turn and face him.

"You mean you don't think I'm a pervert?" I asked hopefully.

"Course not, there's nothing perverted about being gay," smiled Bobby.

"Now putting your hands in people's underwear while they sleep..."

I was so embarrassed; I turned away and buried my face in my hands again.

"Hey I was just kidding," said Bobby, "but you should just ask next time."

"But then you'd know I was gay," I sniffled.

"Yeah, but I found out anyway, and it would have saved us all this drama,"
said Bobby, reasonably.  "If you'd asked, I'd have let you play with it
until the cows came home."

"Really? Are you gay?" I asked, hopefully.

"No, I'm not," he smiled.  "But you remember that football camp me and
Aaron went to between our freshmen and sophomore years?"

"Yeah," I nodded.

"Well there was this guy there named Brandon who taught me that it's not
gay if guys help each other out sometimes," said Bobby.

"Help out how?" I asked curiously.

"We jerked off and he sucked me a few times, but it didn't mean anything,
it was just getting off, know what I mean?" he asked.

"Yeah, I think so," I replied. "Did Aaron do this too?"

"No, and I never told him about it, I didn't think he'd be interested,"
Bobby explained.

"So if you weren't mad and you don't mind a guy touching you, how come you
wigged out on me?"

"Alex," Bobby chuckled, "I woke up from a sound sleep with a strange hand
in my shorts, you kinda scared me."

"Sorry, I didn't mean to, I was just..."

"You were just horny," Bobby finished for me.

"Well, yeah, kinda," I admitted.

"Did you like what you saw," Bobby asked with a smirk.

"I didn't really get to see it, but it felt nice," I blushed.

"Well, what do you think?" asked Bobby, as he tucked the waistband of his
briefs under his balls and spread his legs to give me a view of his soft,
dangling penis.

"It's really big," I stated.

"Thanks kiddo," smiled Bobby, "I've always been proud of my dick. You wanna
touch it some more?"

I looked away for a moment but then overcame my embarrassment enough to nod
my head.

"Go ahead, it won't bite," Bobby smiled.

I reached over, tentatively, and put my hand on the big cock.  Bobby just
smiled at me and I grew brave enough to start stroking it.  It only took a
few seconds for him to pop a boner and it felt like I had 7inchs of steel
in my hand.  Bobby put his hands behind his head and lay back against the
couch cushion.  I continued to jerk him off and he had a content smile on
his face.

"Having fun?" Bobby asked, after several minutes.

I looked up at him and nodded happily.

Bobby reached over and put his hand on the back of my neck.  He massaged it
gently for a moment.

"Why don't you see what it tastes like," Bobby offered.

"Really, can I? I asked excitedly.

"Sure, go for it," smiled Bobby.

I got down on my knees between Bobby's legs.  I helped him take his
underwear off the rest of the way, leaving him in just his socks.  His cock
looked even bigger as I came face to face with it. I stuck out my tongue
and inched closer until we made contact.  It tasted good and I started to
lick the head lick it was a warm, salty, popsicle.

"Hey, that tickles," Bobby giggled. "Try putting the head in your mouth."

I did as he asked and found that it was quite a mouthful as I wrapped my
lips around it.

"Careful not to use your teeth," Bobby admonished.

I was careful; I'd practiced on a cucumber while reading porn on a couple
of occasions.

"Go ahead, try sucking on it," Bobby instructed.

I started to suck and realized that it was a lot like jerking him off only
now I was masturbating him with my mouth.  He let out a couple of soft
moans then put his hand on the back of my neck.  He massaged my neck again
and that helped me relax, then he took a hold of my protruding ears and
started to move me up and down on his cock.  The more I sucked him the more
he moaned and the more I enjoyed what I was doing.  He continued to hold on
to my ears and started to buck his hips.  It made it a little harder to
suck him and the next time he bucked, his cock hit my gag reflex and I
began to choke.

"You ok?" he asked.

"Yeah, too much," I coughed.

"Sorry, you were just doing such a good job, I got carried away," said
Bobby.

I smiled then took him back in my mouth.  I sucked him for a few more
minutes then he pulled me off.

"Why don't you bend over the couch, Alex?" asked Bobby.

"Ok.  Like this?" I asked, as I lay against the cushion, knees on the
ground, boney butt pointed up.

"Yeah, that's it," said Bobby.

He grabbed a hold of my briefs, and then tugged them down to my knees. I
felt him mount me and felt his cock at my hole.  I started to get nervous,
he had a big cock and I was a virgin after all.

"Just relax, I'm gonna fuck you now," said Bobby.

I tried to relax as best I could but I still winced when the head of his
cock popped into me.

"You're ok, just relax," said Bobby, reassuringly.

Though I was a virgin and my little butt was pretty tight, I had, had some
practice.  My fingers had been up there a few times and let's just say that
not all of mom's cucumbers made it into dinner salads.  Once the big knob
was inside of me, my anal muscles put up some resistance but it wasn't
painful.  Bobby went slowly and when he was balls deep in me he rested,
giving me time to get accustomed to the intrusion.  As for me, it felt like
I'd been impaled on a steel pole.  When I gave him the ok, Bobby started to
fuck me, slow at first, then harder and faster.  I was moaning pretty
loudly when Bobby handed me his underpants.

"Here, bite down on these, we don't want to wake anyone up," said Bobby,
between thrusts.

I took the underwear and sniffed them tentatively.  What the hell I
figured; I'd had his cock in my mouth, why not his undies?  I gagged myself
with the briefs to muffle my moans then Bobby kicked it into high gear.  He
fucked me so hard he was lifting me off my knees.  I was overcome by the
pounding I was taking and I felt this amazing shiver throughout my body,
every time his knob reached my prostate.  Then, Bobby grabbed me by the
hips and slammed into me, holding me down on his cock.  I felt hot liquid
pouring into my insides and knew that he was cumming.

When it was over, Bobby lay against me for a moment then caught his breath.

"Thanks kiddo," said Bobby, as he patted me on the back. "Now remember,
this is our little secret, right?"

"Yeah," I nodded, after I pulled his underpants from my mouth.

He put on his damp underwear, and like that it was over, he went back to
Aaron's room.  I rolled over on my back and lay on the floor, my underwear
still around my knees.  My cock was still rock hard.  I thought about
everything that had happened, my plan was ruined, I had to admit I was gay,
but then I got to jerk off and suck the boy of my dreams and the icing on
the cake, he fucked me, and it was good!  I only had to stroke my cock for
a minute until my cum shot all over my belly.  I was so tired that after I
pulled up my underwear, I curled up on the basement floor and spent the
rest of the night there.  Fortunately I woke up before everyone else and
made it back to my bedroom, in my soiled underwear, unseen.

Bobby stayed and had breakfast with us then had some things he needed to do
before tonight's game.

"See ya later kiddo," he winked, when he said goodbye to me.

I saw Bobby several times after that and every now and then we'd trade a
knowing smile.  Sometimes, he'd even grab his dick and wink at me.  I'd
blush and he'd laugh and no one was the wiser.  It was over 6 months before
anything else happened between us.

It was late spring, football season was over and I was playing soccer, so
Aaron usually got home before me.  One afternoon, I came into the kitchen
after practice, and found Aaron and Bobby sitting at the table.  We'd spent
our entire practice running and I was so tired I didn't even shower at
school, we only lived up the street so I walked straight home and poured
myself into a seat with the guys.

"Tough day, squirt?" asked Aaron.

"Uhgggg," I moaned then put my head down.

"Must have been, you stink," Aaron snickered.

"Gimme a break, I'm wiped out," I groaned.

"Head's up," shouted Aaron as he tossed me a bottle of Power Aide.

"So anyway, what's the problem with Ashley?" Aaron asked, turning his
attention back to his friend.

"She's such a damned tease," Bobby complained.

"How do you mean?" asked Aaron, "I thought you guys were pretty hot and
heavy?"

"We were," said Bobby, "But we're stuck at third base."

"What's third base?" I interrupted.

"Here, this give you a hint?" asked Bobby, when he stuck his finger under
my nose.

"Hahaha, don't do that to him," laughed Aaron, "I know where that finger's
been."

"Where's it been?" I asked naively, causing Aaron and Bobby to break out in
a fresh bout of laughter.

"Think about it numb nuts," said Aaron, "you've heard of finger banging,
right?"

"Yeah, oh, ohhh gross," I said when I realized what they were talking
about.

"Screw you guys, I'm going to my room," I announced, only earning more
laughter from the guys.

I went up to my room and thought about jumping in the shower but when I sat
down to take off my shoes I just fell back against the pillow and lay
there.  Downstairs, the guys continued their conversation about Bobby's
girlfriend, Ashley the cocktease.

"So what are you going to do?" asked Aaron.

"I don't know, but I gotta figure out something before my balls get so blue
they never recover," said Bobby.

"Cool," laughed Aaron, "I've gotta go, I'm meeting Melissa at Starbucks and
if I'm late I might end up in the same boat as you."

"Gee, thanks buddy," Bobby chuckled.

"You gonna hang out here?" asked Aaron.

"I've got homework," said Bobby, "I think I'll give Alex a hard time then
head home."

"Hahaha, just remember to clean up the mess if you kill him," laughed
Aaron, and then headed out to his car.

I was half asleep when Bobby walked into my room and had to prop myself up
on my elbows to get a good look at him.

"What's up?" I asked.

Bobby didn't answer he just unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans then rubbed
his stiff cock through his black briefs.

"Feel up to having some fun?" asked Bobby.

"Your timing sucks so bad," I whined, "I'm exhausted."

"So you want me to put it away?" Bobby pouted, as his pants finally fell to
his ankles.

"No, I can't pass up the opportunity," I smiled.

Bobby kicked his pants off then pounced on me.  He straddled over my chest
and put the tip of his cock against my lips.  He still had his black CK
briefs on so I nibbled on the head through the tight material.

"Fuck, that already feels good," moaned Bobby.

I grabbed his undies and pulled them down his hips, and his big cock
flopped up, smacking his belly.  I grabbed the beast and guided it to my
mouth then started to suck on the head.  Bobby put his hands up on the wall
to brace himself then he started to rock his hips back and forth, fucking
my mouth.  I grabbed his ass and kneaded his buns while his cock glided
past my lips.  When he'd been sucked enough, he slipped between my legs and
yanked my soccer shorts off.

We would have made quite a sight for anyone who might have walked in.  I
was on my back, wearing my grey Coyote Soccer t-shirt, a white Under Armor
jock strap and my blue soccer socks.  Bobby was on top of me in his wife
beater with his black, CK briefs around his hips, and his white socks.  I
reached down to push my jock off but Bobby stopped me.

"No time," he stated, as he lifted my legs and rubbed his cock against my
hole.

I guess I'm getting fucked in my jock strap.  That was exactly what Bobby
had planned.  He pinned my knees against my chest then pushed his hips
down, driving his cock against my hole.  The head popped in and the shaft
followed.  I was still tight but it seemed to go easier this time then it
had before.  When I felt his balls resting against my ass, I leaned up to
kiss Bobby on the lips.  To my chagrin, he pulled away.

"No," said Bobby.

"No?" I asked.

"No kissing, that's too much," Bobby explained.

I didn't see what the big deal was.  I had sucked him and he had fucked me
and he had his dick in my while I was having these thoughts, why couldn't I
kiss him?  Then the answer dawned on me.  Bobby wasn't gay, he had never
sucked me or let me fuck him, everything we had done, he could close his
eyes and pretend I was a girl.  I guess I didn't care, we were both getting
what we wanted, he got to fuck and I got to be fucked.  He had told me in
the beginning that he wasn't gay so I decided to lay back and take what I
could get.  After all, I was sure there were other gay freshmen in my class
who would love to have one of the star football players, balls deep in him.

Bobby started to thrust wildly, continually bringing his cock into contact
with my prostate.  I'd enjoyed the feeling before but now with the almost
constant contact between his cock and my little button, it was almost too
much and caused my dick to pulse.  This time, when Bobby rammed his cock
home, I surprised myself by spraying a torrent of cum into my jockstrap.

"That was great kiddo," smiled Bobby, while he pulled up his briefs and
hunted for his jeans.

"You were just as amazing as last time," I replied.

"I was better than last time," he smirked. "I made you cum without touching
your dick."

"That was freaking awesome," I giggled.

"I aim to please," laughed Bobby.

We didn't have any time to banter back and forth.  Just as Bobby was
zipping his jeans, mom honked her horn.  I pulled up my shorts then we ran
downstairs to help mom bring in the groceries.  Mom invited Bobby to join
us for dinner, as he often does, but he said he was expected at home and
left.

"I'm glad you spend so much time with Bobby," said mom.  "He's a good boy
and I think he's been a good influence on you and your brother."

"Yeah mom, he's really good," I giggled.

"What was that, sweetheart?" she asked.

"Nothing mom, I was just agreeing with you." I replied.

"Oh, well why don't you go take a shower while I get dinner started, you
stink Alex," said mom.

"I'm sorry my manly aroma is too much for you," I laughed.

"Manly aroma," mom chuckled, "Keep in mind I used to wash that little butt
and if you don't get it in the shower, I'm not above doing it again."

"Yikes, I'm going," I exclaimed, and ran off to shower.

I wasn't able to have sex with Bobby again for a long time after that.  He
and Aaron both got into serious relationships with girls and though they
remained best friends, they didn't have as much time to hang out together,
which meant I didn't get that much access to Bobby.  I sucked him a couple
of times and got in a few good feels on his dick but I didn't get fucked
again until the night of Aaron's graduation party, almost a year later.

We had the party the first weekend after school got out, I remember because
my 16th birthday was a week later.  My parents never miss a chance to throw
a good party and this was no exception.  We had a BBQ catered by the best
rib joint in town, the pool was freshly cleaned and there was even a band.
The party started at noon and the last guest didn't leave until almost
midnight.  Bobby doesn't count, he's practically family and the three of us
ended up camping in the basement.  At least that was the plan.

Bobby and I stripped down and climbed into our sleeping bags and I started
to think how much I was going to miss him and Aaron.  They had both been
accepted to Northwestern University and after this summer, I wouldn't have
them to hang out with anymore.  My thoughts were interrupted when Aaron sat
down and started putting on his shoes.

"Hey, where ya goin?" I asked.

"Melissa just texted, she wants me to come over," Aaron smiled slyly.

"Oh, don't knock her up," I laughed.

"You know me squirt, safety first," smiled Aaron.

"So now what do we do?" asked Bobby, once Aaron had left.

"Wanna put on a movie?" I asked.

"I had something else in mind," Bobby smirked, when he pulled back his
sleeping bag and revealed he was hard in his undies.

"I thought your girlfriend took care of that for you?" I replied.

"Don't see her here, do you?" said Bobby.

"I don't know, I'm pretty tired," I teased.

"Come on Alex," Bobby whined, "you know you want to."

Yeah, I sure did.

"Well I guess we could fool around a little," I laughed.

Bobby flashed me a big happy smile and started to take off his underwear.

"Not yet," I stopped him.

"Huh?" asked Bobby.

"I like doing this," I replied, as I put my mouth between his legs and
nibbled on the head of his cock through his briefs.

"Oh you like my briefs huh?" said Bobby.

I didn't answer I just bit his cock a little harder and continued to tease
it.

"Mmm, fuck that feels good kiddo," moaned Bobby.

I played with Bobby's dick until he couldn't resist the urge to pull it
out.  He tapped the head against my chin a few times then I took it in my
mouth and sucked it hard.  Truth be known, I loved Bobby's dick and I was
grateful for the opportunity to be sucking him again.  I was slurping and
sucking on the throbbing pole when Bobby tapped me on the shoulder.

"Roll over Alex, time to get fucked," he announced with a smile.  I was so
eager that I rolled on my back, spread my legs and pulled them against my
chest.

"You're sure an eager pup, I'll give you that," said Alex.

"Arf Arf," I giggled.

Bobby pulled my underwear off then did something that surprised me.  When
my cock slapped against my tummy, Bobby grabbed a hold of it, jerked it a
few times then took it in his mouth.  I was stunned; he'd never sucked my
dick before.  He didn't last long, he bobbed up and down a couple of times
then he let it drop from his mouth.

"Man I don't know how you do that," said Bobby.

"It's ok, you're straight, it's not your thing," I stated.

"Well, at least I can do this," said Bobby, as he popped the head of his
cock into my ass.

It was like having an old friend back inside of me and I purred with
delight.

"Mmmm, that's better," I cooed.

"Here, I remember you like these," said Bobby, as he took his underwear and
stuffed them in my mouth.

I didn't mind at all, his undies were sexy and they tasted like him and
yeah, he was right, I did like having them in my mouth.  He started fucking
me right away, he didn't ease it in and go slowly either, this time he
boned me from the start.  He was pumping in and out of my ass like a champ
and I was moaning with abandon.  It's a good thing he stuffed his shorts in
my mouth or I might have woken up the neighborhood with my moaning.

"Roll over," said Bobby, when he took a quick break.

I got on my hands and knees and he shoved his dick back in my ass as soon
as I was in position.  He's a big, muscular guy and him fucking me probably
looked a lot like a German Shepard banging a Chihuahua.  After 20 minutes
in this position, I could tell Bobby was getting tired.  Even a finely
tuned athlete like him can't give his all for that long.  When he pulled
back, I broke away from him but before he could object I laid him on his
back and straddled him.

I impaled myself on his cock and bounced happily up and down on his power
tool while he rested.  I looked at his face and he seemed to be loving the
sensation of having me ride him.  That made two of us.  I saw his face
begin to contort and humped him faster.  I also began to jerk my dick
furiously and when he shot his load up my ass, I fired mine all over his
chest and abs.

"Aww man, you got me all sticky," Bobby giggled.

"No problem, I'll fix it," I smirked.

I leaned over Bobby then licked my cum off his body.

"That's so gross," Bobby laughed.

"It's not gross," I stated, "just an acquired taste."

"I'm going to miss you when I'm at school," said Bobby.

"Big stud like you? I'm sure you'll find some other boy to take care of
you, that is when the girls aren't lined up to drop their panties for you,"
I laughed.

"Won't be the same though," said Bobby.

No, it sure won't, I thought, as I got back in my sleeping bag.

"Well, no sense worrying about it now, night Bobby," I stated.

"I guess not, night kiddo," Bobby replied.

Aaron must have come back sometime after we'd fallen asleep because he was
snoring in his sleeping bag when I got up.  I went back upstairs, to my
room, tossed my dirty clothes in the hamper and hopped in the shower.  When
I finished, I wrapped a towel around my waist and stood at the sink
brushing my teeth.  I was a little surprised when Bobby walked in, he could
have used the shower in Aaron's bathroom or the one in the hall.

"What's up?" I asked.

Bobby turned me around, pulled my towel off and lifted me up onto the
counter.

"Dude, we'll get caught," I whispered.

"Nah everyone is still sleeping," said Bobby, as he pulled his dick out of
his underwear.

"But what if...mmmmm," I moaned when the head of his cock popped into me.

"Yeah you like that, don't you Alex?" Bobby grunted.

"Fuck yeah," I moaned.

"Put your arms around my neck and wrap your legs around my waist," Bobby
instructed.

I did as I was told and then he carried me into the shower, with his dick
buried in my ass.  He got the water running then continued fucking me as
the stream soaked our bodies.  I don't know if it was because of the shower
or the fact that we'd cum less than 10 hours ago but neither of us lasted
long, as soon as Bobby started cumming in me, I shot my load on his chest.

We both cleaned up then got dressed.  Everyone was waiting for us at the
breakfast table but no one seemed any the wiser.

				   -=*=-

I saw Bobby a few more times that summer, then again when he and Aaron were
home for the Christmas holiday but that was about it for the next two
years.  The next summer, I got to go to a soccer camp, excuse me, football
camp, in England and then school started up and the guys were gone.  Before
I knew it, two years had passed.

I was happy to see Aaron when he came home, and I was excited to be going
off to college myself, so we had a lot to talk about.  Aaron also made a
big announcement.  He told us that Bobby was engaged to a girl and was
transferring to the local university to finish his degree in business, here
at home.  Apparently his parents had bought him a small house, as an
engagement present, and he would be spending the summer fixing it up,
before he got married in the fall.

I was happy for Bobby.  In addition to being my first and so far, best,
sexual partner, he'd always been like a second brother and I was glad he'd
found a nice girl.  I was looking forward to telling him how great I
thought it was that he was getting married and didn't have to wait long.
The next night, Aaron asked me to join him and Bobby for dinner so that we
could celebrate his engagement and catch up.

My dick twitched in my pants when I saw Bobby.  He'd always been hot but
apparently his girlfriend/fiancé had been working on him.  His hair was
still short but it was styled nicely and it looked like he'd put on a
little weight.  He'd always been toned and well defined and the extra
weight only enhanced his athletic body.  Bobby was always a jeans and
t-shirt kind of guy but tonight he was wearing a blue polo shirt that
brought out his eyes and a pair of khaki cargo shorts.

"Hey kiddo!" Bobby exclaimed as he gave me a bear hug. "You look good."

"Thanks Bobby, but me? Look at you," I gushed.

"Yeah, I have Amber to thank for this," said Bobby, gesturing to his
clothes.  "She takes me shopping and made me get a decent haircut."

"Well it looks good on you and congratulations, I'm really happy for you,"
I smiled.

We sat down and ordered some drinks and appetizers.  We were having a great
time talking about old times and catching up on what the three of us had
been up to over the last couple of years.  I told Aaron and Bobby all about
England and they gave me advice on what to do and not do during my freshman
year in college. We were just about to order dinner when Aaron got a text
from Melissa.

"Shit, more drama," stated Aaron.

They've been having problems lately and Aaron had confided in me the night
before, that things were just about over between them.  He'd only stayed
with her this long because mom and dad thought that she walked on water and
Aaron hadn't wanted to disappoint them.

"I'm sorry to cut things short guys, but I've got to go.  I'll drop you off
on the way Alex," said Aaron.

"But we just got here," I complained.

"I know but..." Aaron began.

"Why don't I give Alex a ride home?" said Bobby.  "We'll finish dinner then
I can take you by the new house and show you all the projects I'm working
on."

"Sure, that would be great," I smiled.

"Great, I'll catch up with you guys later then," said Aaron.

Bobby and I stayed at the restaurant for another hour just laughing and
talking.  The subject of sex never came up and I assumed it was because he
was so happy with his fiancé.  When we were done, we climbed into his jeep
and drove over to his new house.  It was a neat little bungalow but when we
got inside you could see he had a lot of work to do.  The only furniture he
had was in the bedroom and that was because he was getting ready to take
out all of the carpet and replace it with hardwood, then tear out the
kitchen and completely redo it.

"Well, it looks like you've got a lot of work to do but it's going to be
awesome when you finish," I stated.

"Thanks, I've already been working on it, it's a bitch," Bobby replied.

"I guess I'll have to get you a housewarming present then," I smiled.

"Yeah, what did you have in mind?" Bobby asked.

"I'm sure I can think of something," I answered as I dropped to my knees.

"It's been a long time," Bobby sighed.

"I haven't forgotten how," I smiled.

"You won't mention it to anyone will you?" he asked, as he inched closer to
me.

"Hell no, I've never said anything to anyone about what we've done," I
scoffed.

"I know, it's just now that I'm getting married, I have a lot to lose, you
know?" he stated.

He was so close to me now that his crotch was practically brushing my lips.

"Your secret will always be safe with me," I smiled.

I reached up and felt his package, he was already boned up.  I unbuckled
his belt and then unbuttoned his shorts.  I pulled the zipper down slowly
and he didn't object.  His shorts fell around his ankles and he kicked them
over to a corner.

"Cute underwear, but then you've always had good taste," I said,
complimenting his black bikini briefs.

He smiled at me then put the head of his cock against my lips.  I nibbled
on it and tickled it with my tongue.  When I'd licked a large wet spot on
his crotch, he pulled his dick out and popped it into my mouth.  It felt
good to have him in my mouth again and if you ask me he was even bigger
then he had been before.

I wrapped my lips tightly around the pink knob then tickled the cum hole
with my tongue.  I bobbed up and down on the shaft, stroking it with my
tongue.  I would have been happy to suck Bobby all night, but he gently
pushed me off and pulled his underwear back up.

"You don't want me to finish?" I asked.

"Hell yeah I do," he exclaimed, "I just thought we'd be more comfortable in
my room."

When we got in his room, he closed the door and took off his shirt, and I
stripped down to my underwear.

"Get on the bed and let me fuck that mouth," smiled Bobby as he took off
his briefs and tossed them at me, playfully.

I laid down and the second my head hit the pillow, my mouth was full.
Bobby straddled my head and pumped his thick cock into my warm wet orifice
while I felt up his hot ass.  I saw something out of the corner of my eye
and slapped Bobby on the butt, signaling him to take a break.

"What's up?" he panted.

"What are these?" I asked, pulling a pair of steel handcuffs from his
nightstand.

"Dude, Amber is kind of a freak in bed," he smiled.

"You use these on her?" I asked curiously.

"No," he giggled, "she uses them on me.  She likes to cuff me to the bed
and ride my cock."

"That's hot as fuck," I explained.

"You wanna try them out?" he asked.

"Fuck yeah, roll over," I commanded.

Bobby got on his back then I placed his wrists over his head and handcuffed
him to the headboard.

"Comfy?" I asked.

"I'm good," he smiled.

I hoped back on his cock and sucked it for a few more minutes, getting it
nice and wet.  When I was satisfied, I straddled him and lowered my ass
onto his throbbing knob.  I eased the shaft into my hole and slide down to
the based.

"Fuck you've got a hot ass," moaned Bobby.

I started to rock my hips back and forth, building up speed and fucking
myself on his huge cock.  It was hot having Bobby chained to the bed.  He
strained against the cuffs as he moaned and grunted.

I took my cock in my hand and stroked myself in time to my ridding.  I was
bouncing on Bobby's cock hard and fast.  When he came, it was like a single
was sent directly to my dick and I shot a load from his stomach, up to his
chest and even landed a few drops on his face.

When we'd come down from our sexual high, I took the cuffs off, only to
have Bobby snap them on me.  Once I was chained to the bed, Bobby spread my
legs and fucked me with abandon.  When he was done, Bobby got dressed but
left me cuffed to the bed, and then grabbed a pair of underwear from his
hamper.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"I've gotta run a quick errand," said Bobby, "I jerked off in these the
other night, why don't you suck on them until I get back."

Bobby stuffed his underwear in my mouth and I enjoyed the taste of his cum
in them.  When I looked up he was gone.  I was kind of pissed that he'd
left me handcuffed to his bed, gagged with his underwear, but also turned
on.  Something about being restrained by my stud just made my dick hard.

Bobby fucked me two more times when he got back.  I called my parents and
told them I was staying the night, and then he fucked me again.  I don't
know where he got all his energy from, but his dick drove into me like a
piston every time we did it.  I spent the night cuffed to his bed and woke
up with him fucking me in the morning.  I think he was trying to fuck me as
much as he could because after he got married he'd have to be faithful to
his wife.

"That was a hot night," I smiled, once I started getting dressed.

"The wedding isn't until fall," he grinned, "You want to hang out some
more?"

Oh yeah, this is going to be a great summer.

THE END