Date: Sun, 7 Mar 2010 05:47:37 -0800 (PST) From: Jon D Subject: Growing Up Navy - 20 Disclaimer: This is a work of FICTION. Any similarity between my characters and real people, places, or events is merely a coincidence. This story contains descriptions of imagined sexual activity between teenage boys and between brothers. If you are not 18 years old or if it is illegal where you live to read material of this kind, please stop here. If this story might offend you please go to another site. You are invited to send comments or story ideas to Playbuddy123@yahoo.com Growing Up Navy - 20 Jared filled his plate for the second time and settled into a chair next to Christopher. Tyler and Amanda had finished their meal and along with Tyler's folks were already headed to the slopes. Jared and Christopher were left to enjoy the breakfast buffet a little longer. "Looks like another great day to ski!" Jared smiled and reached for some orange juice. "Yeah, I want to try a couple of the harder trails this time," Christopher said biting into some toast covered with jam. The boys weren't in any rush, they took their time chatting and eating. "Ready?" Christopher pushed back from the table and swallowed a final sip of juice. "Let's do it," Jared laughed. * * * * It was nearing noon when Christopher and Jared finished their last run of the morning. Christopher had once again proven he was the better of the two, but chose not to rub it in. "You looked good out there," Christopher said as they stacked their skis in racks near the lodge. "Thanks, but I guess I still have a ways to go to catch up to you," Jared smiled. They clumsily climbed up to the observation deck, their heavy boots clunking on the wooden stairs. Christopher found a spot he liked, and steadied himself against the railing. He took out the new digital camera his grandfather had sent him as a gift in honor of his music award. "So you can send me pictures of all the wonderful places you'll be visiting," he had written, "I'm especially looking forward to pictures from London," he had put as an after thought, and had drawn a little smiley face. Christopher had laughed, but if his music career continued to develop, his grandfather's optimism might prove to be well founded. The world might in fact, become his stage. "More pictures?" Jared laughed as Christopher continued to play with his camera. "I'm hoping Daren will help me put them all together. You know, in an artistic way, maybe something for the wall of my room." Jared smiled. As Christopher was about to put his camera away, a college age guy and his girlfriend walked past. Christopher grinned, spun around, and stopped them. "Excuse me, but would you help me out? I'd love it if I could get a picture of me and my friend with the mountain in the background." The girl smiled and gave her boyfriend a playful nudge, "Go ahead, he's cute." Jared rolled his eyes as Christopher tugged at his jacket and pulled him into the picture. When the time came, Jared laughed and put on a big smile. "It came out great!" Christopher beamed as they looked at the image in the viewfinder. Both boys, side by side in their ski gear, bright sunny day, smiles on their faces, and the mountain in the background. "Perfect!" Christopher smiled and gave Jared a tender look. * * * * After lunch, the guys took a break from skiing and went back to their room. They changed out of their snow gear into jeans and warm shirts. Jared watched Christopher pull a hoody over his head. "This is more like it," Christopher laughed and flopped down on the bed. "Another red hoody?" Jared grinned. "Yeah, my other one kind of disappeared," Christopher said with an annoyed look. Jared wondered if Christopher was serious. "I'll give it back if you really want it," he said softly. "No, you keep it," Christopher said gently. "But don't you dare ever give it to another boy!" Relieved, Jared chuckled. Christopher lay on his stomach, studying a stack of music he had brought along. "What are you doing?" Jared asked, rummaging around in his suitcase. "I'm working on memorizing this concerto," Christopher said softly, concentrating on each page. Jared shook his head in disbelief, "you can do all that, and some days I can't even remember my locker combination," he sighed. Jared found his pen and sat down at the small desk near the window. He opened the drawer and pulled out a few sheets of hotel stationery and an envelope. He thought for a moment and then started to write. "Writing a letter?" Christopher asked. "Yeah, to my dad." "Cool, are you telling him all about us?" "Kind of," Jared laughed. He got a playful look and pretended to be reading what he had just written, "Dear Dad, we just finished skiing, had lunch, and now we're going to get naked and fuck!" Christopher broke out laughing. Jared's eyes were twinkling. "I don't think your dad is ready for that much information," Christopher grinned. "You're probably right," Jared smiled and pretended to erase a line on the paper. "Dear Dad, I'm having an amazing time in Aspen with the boy of my dreams," he said softly. Christopher blushed. * * * * The boys decided to go shopping after Jared had finished writing his letter. He needed stamps for the envelope, and they both wanted to find post cards to send back to Matty and Brandon. It didn't take long and they had the cards and letter in the mail. The lodge provided transportation into town, and the boys wandered up and down the streets looking in all the usual tourist-type stores: boutiques, small galleries, candy stores, equipment, and book and gift shops. They didn't buy very much, but had a good time spending the afternoon together. At one point Jared had gotten into a long conversation with a couple of snow board guys in one of the equipment shops. He seemed fascinated with their stories and they loved talking about their sport. "You stay here, I'll go on ahead," Christopher offered, looking for an opportunity to have a few minutes alone. Jared resisted until Christopher said, "It's settled, I'll meet you in an hour," and just walked away. Jared shrugged and went back to talking. * * * * It was dinner time when they got back to the lodge. Tyler's parents were very pleased with how the vacation was going, and from the look on Tyler's face, Jared thought Tyler was even happier than his folks. Jared followed Tyler into the men's room at the end of supper. They unzipped and stood side by side at the urinals. "So, you're having a good time then?" Jared laughed, raising an eyebrow. Tyler grinned. "Dude, Amanda gives amazing head." Jared laughed. "We managed to get away twice yesterday. "Once she gets warmed up she's a fucking cougar. "What about you guys?" Tyler asked with a smile. "Nothing to complain about," Jared laughed. "I don't think I want to know any more than that," Tyler giggled, "you guys do some nasty shit." "Fuck you!" Jared laughed, and pulled the handle to flush. * * * * As Christopher walked into the room he saw Jared loosening a couple of buttons on his shirt. "Excellent!" He thought to himself and took a running leap, tackling Jared, and sending them both crashing playfully onto the bed. He quickly rolled Jared over so he was face down and then straddled his back. Sitting down, he held his boyfriend in place. Jared laughed, and bucked up and down a few times trying to throw Christopher off. Christopher held on by squeezing his legs tightly against Jared's chest and steadying himself with his hands on his shoulders. "YEEEE HA!" Christopher squealed like a cowboy riding a bucking steer. They were both laughing so hard they couldn't stop. Finally Jared just gave up and let Christopher ride on his back. Christopher leaned down and gave Jared a kiss on the neck. He snuggled his nose in his hair and took a sniff. "I love your shampoo," he giggled. "You must be horny!" Jared laughed as he let Christopher have his way with him. "Yeah, and I am so going to fuck your ass!" Christopher playfully warned. There was no romance. Between Jared popping a couple of buttons and lowering his zipper in the front, and Christopher yanking his jeans and boxers down from behind, it was only a couple of minutes and Jared's ass was exposed. The boys didn't waste time taking off any other clothes. Jared was lying face down, his jeans pulled to just past his knees. Christopher had quickly crawled off his back, dropped his own pants, lubed up and crawled back into place. His soft cotton hoody brushed against Jared's rear end. Christopher lay on top of Jared's back, used his knees to spread his boyfriend's legs further apart and then aimed his cock for the center of his ass crack. Jared raised his butt up as Christopher pushed forward, both of them subtly moving to guide the head of Christopher's dick to the sweet spot in the middle. When it was about where it needed to be, Christopher allowed the rest of his weight to settle and he slowly sank into Jared's ass. Christopher didn't move, but his dick jerked a few times. He could feel Jared squeezing his ass muscles from the inside. "Fuck, you've got a tight hole!" Christopher giggled as they lay joined crotch to ass. Jared raised his butt a little. "If you're so horny, how come your not fucking me?" he teased. Christopher pulled back a bit and slammed his cock in hard, almost knocking the wind out of Jared. "Is that better?" he laughed. Jared grunted. Christopher took that as a sign it was time to get busy. In long deliberate strokes he started to fuck Jared's ass. He maneuvered his dick from one side to the next and plowed as deeply into his rear end as he could. For a little guy, Christopher knew he had a good sized dick and he wanted to show his boyfriend he knew how to use it. "Oh fuck," Jared grunted as Christopher reamed him hard. Both boys became hornier as they heard the slurping sound of fucking and the slap of Christopher's ball sack against Jared's ass. The pace was fast, hard, and to the point. "Like my dick in your ass?" Christopher groaned, power-fucking Jared's hole. Jared grunted. "I said, do you like my dick in your ass!" Christopher repeated with an especially forceful thrust. He was taking charge and wanted Jared to know it. "Yeah," Jared whimpered. Christopher pounded away for a few minutes longer. Jared rested his head in his arms. Christopher rarely displayed dominance; almost always he was the more passive of the two boys. This time however, he slammed his cock in and out of Jared, making the point that he could be tough if he wanted to be. The fucking went on a few minutes longer. "Gonna do it," Christopher finally groaned, feeling the urge to shoot. He twisted his dick around in Jared's ass, trying to find a place he hadn't yet hit. "Here it comes," he whimpered and thrust in deep. He felt his nuts unload four long squirts of cream. "Oh fuck," Christopher whimpered, rabbit-fucking a few more times, shoving his juice deep into Jared's guts. He paused, held himself tight inside a moment longer and then collapsed on Jared's back. Several minutes past with Christopher breathing heavily, his mouth just inches from Jared's ear. "Shit, you were horny!" Jared grumbled. "You nearly busted my ass!" Christopher laughed. "Serves you right!" he giggled and then gently pulled his softening dick out of Jared's hole. "You've done it to me enough times." Jared moaned, apparently looking for sympathy. Christopher giggled and rolled on to the bed. "Stop acting like a big baby!" Jared playfully stuck out his tongue. "Did you get off?" Christopher asked as Jared turned to him. "No," Jared said softly. "You're not even hard!" Christopher whispered, fondling Jared's soft dick. "Well, my ass was a little busy!" he laughed. Christopher smiled. "Want me to kiss it and make it better?" "My dick or my ass?" Jared chuckled. Christopher shrugged playfully, "Whichever." Jared tossed him a mischievous look, "How about both?" * * * * Worn out from the first round of lovemaking, the boys filled the Jacuzzi and once again relaxed in the warm water. After half an hour they got out, dried themselves, and put on clean boxers. "I think I'll call my mom," Jared said, picking up his phone from the desk. "Tell her I said hi," Christopher grinned. Mrs. Wolters answered quickly and was very pleased that Jared had called. He rushed into telling her about the great time he was having and all the fun things they were doing. "Christopher is even better at skiing than he is at the piano," Jared gushed, and then laughed. "But I'm sure I can still kick his butt at baseball!" Mrs. Wolters laughed. "Will you slow down? I can't get a word in, you're going so fast!" She chuckled. Blushing, Jared apologized. "Is Matty there? "Can I talk to him?" "He's over at TJ's," Mrs. Wolters said softly. "Awe, I wanted to tell him about the awesome snow board I saw today. I wrote him a post card. "I told him what a good time we were having," he laughed, "He'll probably get jealous." Mrs. Wolters laughed. "He already is," she explained, "He's complaining it isn't fair that he didn't get to go." Jared smiled. "Tell him I'll make it up to him when I get home." "Speaking of getting home," Mrs. Wolters said gently, "Your dad called, they've gotten word that they're being rotated back here." "Dad's coming home?" Jared blurted out. Christopher looked up. "They hope to be relieved the end of next month. It will still take a few weeks more to get here." "I can't wait to see him," Jared said, his voice choking just a bit. "Me too," his mother said softly. "Next time you talk to him tell him I'm glad to hear he's on the way back." "I will," Mrs. Wolters promised. "I guess I better go," Jared said, "Oh, Christopher says to tell you, hi." "Hi to Christopher!" Mrs. Wolters laughed. Jared smiled. "Bye, mom, thanks for the good news!" "You're welcome. Have fun. See you soon." * * * * Christopher's stomach growled as he and Jared watched the end of a movie on TV. "Hungry are we?" Jared laughed. "Skiing burns up a lot of calories," Christopher grinned. "Let's see what room service has," Jared suggested. Twenty minutes later there was a knock at the door and a server carried in a tray with two pieces of Sweet Cherry Chocolate Delight cake, ice cream, and two glasses of ice cold milk. Jared was a little confused about what to do with the bill. "Just sign it and put your room number," the young man said, his finger lingering near a blank line that said `gratuity'. Jared filled it in, signed it, and gave it back. After he had left Christopher smiled. "Did you give him a tip?" "Yeah," Jared giggled, "he was so cute I gave him ten bucks." "Ten bucks?" Christopher looked a little shocked. "Why not? You're paying for it!" Christopher got a playfully angry look. "You better watch it, mister!" he warned and then laughed. As the guys sat in their boxers on the bed eating their cake, they grinned, laughed, and fooled around. It was one of those times that they would no doubt look back on and say, "It was perfect!" Jared grinned and his eyes twinkled as he licked ice cream off his bottom lip. "Can I have your cherry?" he giggled, nodding in the direction of Christopher's cake. "Too late," Christopher smiled coyly, "You got that a long time ago." They both grinned. When the dessert was finished, the guys put the dishes out in the hall and went into the bathroom to clean up. "I have to pee," Christopher said, pulling his boxers down in front. "Good idea," Jared smiled and did the same. The guys grinned as they directed their streams of yellow water back and forth, crisscrossing as they filled the bowl. Jared let Christopher flush since it was his idea to pee in the first place. Christopher crawled back on the bed. Jared was sitting up leaning against the headboard. They kissed softly. "I have something for you," Christopher smiled and scooted off, retrieving a package from under the bed. "What is it?" Jared smiled. "Open it!" Jared tore at the paper. Inside was the picture of the two of them, the mountain in the background. The frame was custom made and clearly expensive. "So we won't forget," Christopher whispered. "I have one too." "How could I ever forget?" Jared's eyes grew wet, and he sniffed. He held out his arms and Christopher crawled into them. They held each other close. "God, I love you so much," Jared whispered. They kissed again. * * * * Thanks to James and to Danny for ideas for this chapter. 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