Date: Sat, 25 Apr 2009 08:56:49 -0700 (PDT) From: Jon D Subject: Mill Town Boys-23 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. 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 go to another site. Everyone have fun and enjoy. You are invited to send comments or story ideas to Playbuddy123@yahoo.com Mill Town Boys-23 "Second Thoughts" Jeremy's comment `I'd never even think about getting with another guy' troubled Justin. His stomach turned over with a sickening feeling when Jeremy had first said the words, and they continued to gnaw at him through supper. Jeremy's laughter, easy smile, good looks, and loving glances all combined to remind Justin that he was lucky to have him as a boyfriend. Jeremy came up behind Justin and gave him a squeeze after they had cleared the table and put the dishes in the dishwasher. "You need a bath," he teased. "I showered after gym!" Justin said, annoyed that his boyfriend was suggesting he smelled. "No, I said you needed a bath," Jeremy chuckled. Justin turned his head, "Huh?" "As in tub, the two of us?" Jeremy hinted. "Oh, I get it." Justin smiled as he turned around. With a twinkle in his eye, he gave Jeremy a little kiss, and reached into the front of his pants. Getting a firm hold on his waistband, belt, and the top of his underwear, Justin playfully started dragging Jeremy in the direction of the stairs. Jeremy laughed, "Justin! Your parents are going to see this," He nodded at his boyfriend's hand in his pants. "They're watching TV, just don't make any noise." Justin grinned as he continued to pull Jeremy along the hall. There were some giggles, but Jeremy managed to stay relatively quiet. The guys made it upstairs without a problem. "I get to sit in front," Justin laughed, dropping the last of his clothes in a pile in the middle of his room. Jeremy peeled off his pants and underwear a moment behind. Justin stuck his head out the door to make sure the hallway was still clear, and then they both scampered toward the bathroom, naked, balls and asses swinging. Laughing and giggling, Justin filled the tub with warm water, scented soap, and some of his mom's bubble bath. The old style claw foot tub was roomier than most, and was just large enough for the guys to fit. Justin sat in front, facing the faucets; his knees bent and pulled up close to his chest. Jeremy sat behind, his legs on either side. "That feels nice," Justin said softly as Jeremy slowly soaped his back, rinsed, and then did it again. With Jeremy's hands tenderly touching him, Justin rested his chin on his knees, and couldn't stop from thinking about the fix he had gotten himself into. "I didn't mean anything by it," he thought, flashing back to what had happened with Trevor at school. "How in the hell am I going to get out of this?" "Turn around," Jeremy said. With some careful maneuvering, Justin managed to turn, so the guys could face one another. Justin's legs were now wrapped around Jeremy's hips. They were sitting almost dick to dick. They kissed, and groped each other's cocks, in no hurry to finish. Their play went on for some time. It felt really good to Justin to be this close to Jeremy, but the fun he was having was tinged with worry. After a while, Justin broke their kiss. "You know, the water's getting cold," he said with a frown. Jeremy gave him a grin, "Well, I guess we'll have to go to your room then." "Do we have to?" Justin whined playfully. "Yes, and I don't want any back talk, Mister," Jeremy laughed. Justin giggled, "Well, if we have to," he said, and stepped out of the tub. Jeremy gave him a light slap on the butt. Justin turned, and putting his lip out like a little kid, frowned. They both laughed as they reached for towels. There was some playful grab ass before Justin checked the hall again. Hearing the TV still on, and no sign of his parents, he ran bare ass to his room, squealing in delight as Jeremy chased him, grabbing for his nuts. Ten minutes later, Justin was lying on his side, Jeremy snuggled up behind him. They had put on some music just in case Justin's folks walked by, and then had gotten down to business. "You smell nice," Jeremy said gently as he sniffed at Justin's damp hair. "So, do you always go around smelling boy's hair?" Justin giggled. "No, just the ones I take baths with," Jeremy chuckled. Justin giggled again. They both grew quiet; enjoying the feeling of being spooned up against one another. Jeremy tenderly kissed Justin on the neck, and ever so lightly, nudged the head of his cock against the puckered ring of Justin's ass. His knob teased and tempted, but didn't penetrate the greased entrance. "Go ahead, put it in," Justin whimpered softly, needing to have Jeremy inside him. "You really want it?" Jeremy asked playfully, teasing his hole a bit more. "Yeah," Justin whispered, "give it to me," Jeremy held his cock firmly at the base, and, with one slow gentle thrust, inserted himself into Justin's warm hole. Jeremy's long shaft pushed deeper and deeper, until he was finally all the way in. He paused when his balls were snug against Justin's rear end, resisting the urge to fuck. "Oh," Justin whispered, feeling the wonderful fullness of Jeremy's dick deep inside him. "Fuck, I love your cock in there," he sighed, bending his knees, opening his ass even more. "Do it," he whispered as he closed his eyes and gave himself totally to his lover. Jeremy pulled back and then once again pushed his cock deep up Justin's ass, seemingly taking possession of his boyfriend's hole. He kissed and caressed him, and made gentle love to him. Justin felt Jeremy's strong hands roam from place to place while his dick probed his rectum. He whimpered in delight, but he also felt guilt begin to overshadow the joy. "Oh, yeah, fuck it, fuck my ass," he whispered again and again as Jeremy methodically pounded into him. He winced once or twice when Jeremy twisted his dick at a certain angle, causing him pain. Justin almost wished that Jeremy would do it more like that, or fuck him even harder, so it would feel like a punishment. However, Jeremy must have sensed he'd been hurting him, so made his loving more tender. The climax for both came as a soft merging of essences and fluids. What should have been a bonding that represented the end to a deep and wonderful evening of love was spoiled by Justin's increasing sense of guilt. "Oh, that was nice," Jeremy whispered giving Justin a gentle kiss, and slowly withdrawing his softening dick. "I love you so much," He kissed him again tenderly. Tears came. Justin felt so bad. He opened his mouth as if to speak, but all that came out was a deep sob. * * * * Justin lay in bed, feeling the warm spot where Jeremy had just been lying. "How could I have fucked up like this?" Justin sighed as his stomach turned, on the verge of being sick. He rolled back and forth restlessly for a few minutes. "Trevor is my best friend in the whole world," he argued with himself. "Jeremy knows we used to do stuff," He said out loud, staring at the ceiling. "Fuck!" he said loudly and smacked the mattress with his hand. He started to cry again. He tried, but he just couldn't sleep. * * * * Trevor woke suddenly, groaned, and clumsily reached for his ringing cell phone. Queen's "We are the Champions," played again and again before he finally got his eyes opened and managed to answer it. He added the ring tone the day his baseball team won their game at State, at the time it seemed funny, but now at almost three in the morning it was decidedly not funny! "Justin? What the fuck are you doing calling me at this time of the night?" "Trev, I've got to talk to you about Jeremy." "Shit, just give him a blow job and send him back to bed," Trevor yawned. "Trevor! Will you listen to me? Please?" "Okay, Okay," Trev said quietly, putting the phone on the pillow and laying his head on it. "This better be good. You woke me up from the dream I was having about fucking Derek over the hood of my truck!" "Jeremy said he would never even think about getting with another guy," "And that's a problem?" Trevor said both surprised and irritated. "You wake me up at 3:00 in the morning for that?" "Trevor," Justin said with a whine. "Would you listen?" "Okay." "I didn't even think about Jeremy when I gave you that BJ in school the other day. We've been doing stuff like that, well, since we were old enough to know you did more with a dick than just pee." "Yeah," Trev yawned. "I'm worried that he'll, he'll..." "Oh," Trev said softly, "I get it. When Derek got with that other guy it made me feel bad, really bad." "That's what I'm worried about," Justin whined. "Trev, I don't want to lose him," he said, his voice cracking. He started to cry. "We'll figure something out," Trevor said very gently, wanting to comfort his best friend. "Trust me." Justin sniffed, and finally answered, "Promise?" "Promise!" "Meet me at the front of school tomorrow," Trevor said firmly, "before home room." "Then what?" "Can you take a couple of nights of detention?" "I guess so. Why?" "I think we'll have to cut a few classes," Trevor said uncertainly. "Dad won't like that," Justin said it like it was a fact. "And you can bet Momma won't, either, that's for sure. But I've got an idea; we need to go talk to Derek." "Okay, if you think it will help," "Well, at least we'll be able to get plenty of homework done while we're sitting staring at the walls after school," Trev laughed dryly. "Does Vice-Principal Haskins still have that wooden paddle?" Justin asked sounding a bit concerned. "I think that's a rumor," Trevor said, with more hope than conviction. "I hope so," Justin whispered. "Stop worrying," Trev said, and then they said their good byes. * * * * The next morning, bright and early, Justin met Trevor at the front door of the high school. "Where's Derek?" "At the college," "We're going over there?" "Yeah, I called him five minutes ago and told him we're coming over. I got his voice mail, but I think by the time we get there he should call back." "I don't know about going over there," Justin said, still worried. "It's just cutting a couple of classes," Trevor said, "What's the big deal?" Justin sighed, "I hope my Dad sees it the same way you do," Trevor grinned. * * * * The boys managed to hitch a ride to the other end of town, and, sure enough, before they got to the campus, Derek called back. "What did he say?" Justin asked quickly after Trev got off the phone. "Well, let's just say he isn't too happy about us cutting classes." "I told ya!" "He also said to meet him at the student center." Trevor smiled. * * * * Derek drove Trevor and Justin back to the high school after a quick talk, and an even quicker tour of the college. The student center had been a new addition to the campus, and both Trevor and Justin loved the modern architecture with its wide open design, and the recreation area with pool tables and a bunch of other cool stuff. The guys got out of Derek's truck, then Trevor stuck his head back in the window. "You won't tell Momma?" "It's your business," Derek said with a scowl, but if she gets a note or a call from the school she'll probably go easier on ya'll if you told her yourself. Trevor sighed, he knew his brother was right. "Thanks, Derek, and thanks for agreeing to talk to Jeremy." Derek nodded. "Now get your asses back in school!" He said with a stern look. "Yes, sir," Trevor said, deciding a little respect for his older brother was in order. Then, with a wink, he gave him a big grin, "So, you're worried about my ass? Sweet!" He laughed and headed for the door. * * * * Lunch time came around and Justin was uneasy. Jeremy was relaxed and playful. Justin managed a grin, but his worry was evident. "You okay?" Jeremy asked at one point. "Yeah, just a little upset stomach," "You sure? I can take you home, or to the clinic or something." "Nah, I'll be okay." Justin hated lying to his boyfriend. Jeremy took a quick look around to see if anyone was listening in. "I'm going to be busy after practice this afternoon. Can you get a ride?" "Yeah, no problem." "Derek called and he wants to meet me for something. I told him I'd meet him at the campus." "That's cool," Justin said, his nervousness increasing. "You sure you're okay?" Justin nodded, not trusting his voice. "Here," Jeremy grinned, slipping a piece of paper under the table and into Justin's hand. "What is it?" Justin whispered. "Look at it later," Jeremy smiled. * * * * The bell rang. Justin managed to find a spot around the corner where he could quickly peek at the paper that Jeremy had given him. It read, "We're out of lube, stop and get us some!" and along with the note was a $20.00 bill. The note was signed with the letter "J" inside a Valentine heart. "Oh God," Justin moaned. "Me, buy lube?" He rolled his eyes. He looked up and saw Trevor scooting down the hall. "Trevor!" he yelled, and ran after him. * * * * I was relieved Jeremy didn't throw a fit, yelling and cursing, when I told him about Justin giving Trevor a blowjob in school. Instead, he seemed both puzzled and perhaps a bit sad. "Those guys have been doing stuff for years," I said. "For them, I think it's just part of being friends." "Yeah, I get that, I really do." He paused as if collecting his thoughts. "I just wish he would have told me himself." "He's feeling really guilty. He doesn't want to lose you." Jeremy nodded. "Thanks, Derek, I mean it; I know you're trying to help." Jeremy was quiet for a moment. "What would you do if it was the other way around? If you found out Trevor had given some guy a blow job?" "I made a couple of mistakes, one time with a girl, and another with a guy. I saw how much it hurt Trevor. I felt like shit! But he forgave me, and we worked it out." I paused, "If he did something with another guy? I'd probably ask a few questions, and take it from there. Who knows? But, I know he loves me, and that means a lot." "Thanks," "You said you knew I was trying to help, is it working?" I said with a little laugh. "Yeah, actually it is." "You know Justin loves you, and you sure love him!" I went on. Jeremy nodded. "Yeah, but still, he should have told me himself, that's what hurts the most." * * * * Justin was very nervous as he walked into the big box discount store and headed for the aisle with the condoms and lube. "Some things a man has to do for himself," he said under his breath, reciting Trevor's words to him as he had laughed then walked away. "Little shit!" Justin grumped, wishing Trevor had come along as he had asked. He looked around, hoping none of his friends, or his parent's friends for that matter, would see him. Justin found the `personal products' display, and suddenly realized he had almost no idea what he was looking for. He thought he remembered the name of the stuff that Jeremy always used, but he never took the time to read the label, so he wasn't too sure. "How am I supposed to know?" he thought to himself in frustration. "I'm fucking fifteen years old; I've never bought anything like this." He must have stood staring for, like, ten minutes, occasionally picking up a package and reading it. He just knew people must be looking at him. "I need to get the fuck out of here," he kept thinking. Just as he was about to just grab one of the boxes and leave; he felt a hand on his shoulder. "OH SHIT!" he thought, and froze. "You need some help?" A voice said from behind him. "Ah, no, I think I'm doing ok," Justin stammered. He watched as a hand reached around him and picked up a purple box. "Have you tried this?" Justin turned to see a really cute guy, just a couple of years older than himself, standing behind him. "It's raspberry flavored," the kid grinned. "Huh?" "You know, edible lube?" Justin was stunned. "Lube you can eat?" "Yup," "Uh, no I never tried that." "So, is this like, for yourself, or what?" "Um, well no, there's somebody else," Justin said, as if to make the point he wasn't just going to use it to jerk off. "Then you definitely need to get this!" The guy grinned. "My girlfriend loves licking it off the end of my dick." Justin blinked. "You do have a girlfriend, right?" "Well, not exactly," "Oh," The guy said with a nod, that's cool, dudes like it too." Justin couldn't believe it. He'd just come out to a total stranger. He quickly grabbed the box from the kid's hand. "Thanks, I got to go," and practically ran to the check out. * * * * Justin was pacing back and forth in the living room, waiting for Jeremy to get back from talking with Derek. The sound of the brakes on Jeremy's truck announced that he had finally gotten home. Justin looked through the blinds as Jeremy got out and started walking up to the house. "Oh God," Justin whispered, almost as a prayer, as Jeremy turned the knob and walked in. * * * * Just two chapters left of this story. Write me at Playbuddy123@yahoo.com with your comments or suggestions for the ending. I want to give big hugs to Jon B for suggesting one of the scenes in this chapter; and to Andrew for being such a patient editor. Thanks guys! Jon