Date: Wed, 4 Feb 2009 21:45:25 -0800 (PST) From: Jon D Subject: Mill Town Boys-7 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-7 Giving it Up Justin hadn't been in his room more than five minutes before he was on the phone to Trevor. Jeremy had driven Justin home and dropped him off with a grin, and the promise that he was looking forward to Saturday. Justin had returned the smile, with a blush. "Trevor, you'll never guess what just happened!" "Uh, you just gave Jeremy a blow job?" "How in the fuck did you know that?" Justin asked, a little puzzled. "I was there when you asked him for a ride home, Dufus, and I know how your horny little mind works. You've been planning to get into his pants since the first time you saw him." Justin laughed. "Yah, I never could keep a secret from you." "So how was it?" "Fucking Hot! Come over, I'll tell you all about it." "Momma's making supper. I can be there in about an hour and a half." "Cool, see you then." * * * * Justin could barely wait to tell Trevor of his encounter with Jeremy. Trev sat cross legged on Justin's bed as Justin poured out every detail to his best friend. Both guys laughed and their eyes twinkled as Justin relived his adventure with the football star. "So, what did he taste like?" Trevor grinned as Justin paused just long enough to take a breath. "I didn't get to actually taste him," Justin frowned. "My jaw was getting sore, so he jerked off." "Well, there's always next time!" Trevor giggled. "That's why I wanted you to come over," Justin explained, "I kind of, well, I told him I've never been fucked." "Like that's a big secret!" Trevor laughed, I've been trying to get in your ass for a year." Justin looked down, blushed, and then said softly, "Trev, I told Jeremy I wanted him to be my first." Trevor's smile faded. "I'm sorry, Trev," Justin looked up with pleading eyes. "Don't be mad at me, please?" Trevor must have seen the worry in his best friend's face. "I hoped that maybe you'd want me to be your first," he said gently, sounding disappointed. But then he flashed a relaxed smile. "But, then again, Jeremy IS fucking hot!" Trev laughed. "It's kind of a big step, you sure?" "Yeah, it makes my dick hard just thinking about it," Justin giggled. "So will he do it?" "Yeah, he said I should come over Saturday about noon." Trevor got a playful look on his face. "Well I guess we better get started planning for the big day, then." Both boys laughed like girls before a prom date as they started exchanging ideas. The first problem was getting Justin over to Jeremy's house. Trev offered to call Derek and ask him to give Justin a ride. Justin didn't really like the idea of Derek knowing what was going on, so that idea was scrapped. Eventually Justin called another guy in their class who was a few months older, and had just gotten his license. He said he could get the car for an hour and would drive Justin to the shopping center just a few blocks from Jeremy's house. Justin never told Ethan where he was really going, just that he needed to get to the store. Trevor made plans to get a ride to Justin's house that morning and help him get ready. Things kind of fell into place after that. * * * * The phone rang Friday night about seven. Justin's mom hollered up the stairs. "Justin? Telephone!" "Hello?" "Uh, hey, it's me, Jeremy." "Hey." Justin felt a small knot in his stomach. He lowered his voice to make sure his mom wouldn't hear. "I um, just called to see if you're still thinking about coming over tomorrow." "Uh, yah. If it's still alright with you?" Justin said with a little hesitation. "Yah, it's cool, my folks just left." "So..." "It's all I've been thinking about for the last few days." "Yah, me, too." Justin's nervousness increased. "Um, so you're still up for it, then?" Jeremy whispered. "Yah," Justin said quietly. "Cool, see you about noon, then," Jeremy said gently. Justin took in a deep breath, "I'll be there," he said, a catch in his throat. * * * * When the alarm rang at 8:00 in the morning, Jeremy was already wide awake. He had been sleeping soundly until about 7:30, but woke up with a full bladder, and the realization that in just a few hours he was going to get together with Justin. "Fucking hard on," Jeremy muttered to himself as he tried to pee. He bent his dick down toward the bowl, but couldn't get the angle right. He knew doing it this way he would either spray the wall, the floor, or both. He turned around, pulled back the shower curtain and pointed his dick at the tiled wall. As he let loose, Jeremy watched the yellow stream run down the tiles, flow across the shower floor, and finally down into the drain. "Problem solved," he thought, shaking the last drops off his dick. Jeremy turned the shower on, pulled down his boxers, and climbed in. He soaped his chest, arms, legs, and then lathered up his cock and balls. He finished with a quick shampoo and rinse of his hair. As he dried off, he looked in the mirror. His hair was the usual tangle. He knew he'd have to take some time to get it exactly the way he wanted it. "How did you get into this?" He thought as he let his mind wander to what was about to happen. His dick got hard again as he remembered how hot Justin's smooth ass looked the last time they met. The baseball and soccer had done nice things for his build. "The little fucker sure is cute though," he muttered, walking out of the bathroom to get dressed. * * * * Across town, Justin was finishing breakfast when his cell phone rang. It was Trevor calling to say he was on his way. "Um, Mom?" Justin mumbled as he swallowed a piece of toast, "You still going out shopping?" "Yes, I'm meeting your dad at the furniture store a little after nine." "Trevor's coming over for a while." "That's fine, just don't make a mess. Last time he was here, I found chips and salsa under your bed." "I promise." Justin smiled. Chips and salsa were the furthest things from his mind. Ten minutes later Trevor arrived. Justin walked him back to the kitchen and poured him a glass of orange juice as they exchanged knowing looks. Finally Justin's mom finished getting ready. Trev and Justin watched her pull out of the driveway. Both guys raced up the stairs to Justin's room and Trevor tossed his back pack on the bed. "What's that for?" Justin said, giving the bag a nod. "Some stuff we're going to need." "Okay, so what's first? Should I shower, or should we pick out some clothes?" "Did you take a dump today?" "What the fuck business is it of yours?" Justin shot back. "Dude, you're going to have a cock up your ass in a little while. I think it's a perfectly reasonable question." "Oh," Justin said, a little sheepishly, "I never thought about that." "Well?" "No, I didn't take a dump. I don't do that everyday, sometimes it's a couple of days in between." Trevor reached for his back pack. "Okay, Jeremy isn't going to want to stick his dick into a dirty ass." Trevor reached in and pulled out a red water bottle with some rubber tubing and a black enema nozzle on the end. "Shit," Justin said under his breath, getting a look at the equipment. "I haven't had one of those since I was five." "My mom used to give them to Derek and me every once and a while. I guess she thought it was good for us." "Do we have to do that?" Justin whined. "I can sit on the can for a while and see if maybe I can go." "You don't want a mess when he sticks it in there," Trevor said reassuringly, "Trust me, ok?" "I guess." "Drop `em, and let's get busy." Justin sighed and unbuckled his belt. He pushed his jeans down past his hips, kicked off his shoes, and then wiggled out of his pants and underpants. He gave his cock a little pull as he nudged his clothes toward the bed with his foot. Trevor was already on his way to the bathroom. Justin followed him bare ass. Trev slowly filled the red bag with warm water, squirting a few drops of hand soap in as he went along. "Bend over the counter," Trevor said, screwing the top on the bag. Justin glanced to the side and saw Trevor let a little water run through the tube, and hold it up as he turned to his friend. "Put some of this on your hole," Trevor said, handing Justin a small tube of Vaseline. Justin nodded, put a glob of grease on his middle finger, spread his butt cheeks, and lubed his anus. "Hold `em open!" Trev ordered. Justin pulled his butt cheeks open, and Trevor gently placed the black enema nozzle between the soft mounds and against his asshole. "Ready?" he asked softly. "Yeah," Justin whispered. Trevor slowly pushed the slender plastic tube forward into Justin's rear end. The nozzle felt uncomfortable as it entered. Holding the bag slightly higher than Justin's ass, Trevor opened the clasp. Justin heard a click, and felt the warm water begin to flow into his butt. Bent over like he was, Justin wondered if Trevor was staring at his ass with the enema tube stuffed up there. "God this is so embarrassing," he thought. He wondered if it was really necessary, but Trevor and Derek had been doing stuff like this for years, so he probably knew what he was talking about. "You doing okay?" "Yeah, it feels a little weird, but it's okay," Justin mumbled. Justin looked over his shoulder just as Trevor cupped his dick and balls, moving them to the other side of his jeans. Trevor was getting hard. Apparently his tight pants didn't give him quite enough room where he needed it. After a few minutes, Justin felt full. "I think that's enough," he whimpered. "Not yet!" Trevor said firmly. Justin squirmed as his belly took more of the warm water. The pressure was building. "I gotta go," Justin whined, more urgently this time. "Just a little more." Justin leaned further over the counter. A small gurgling sound came from his gut. "Got to go bad!" Justin warned, he clenched his butt cheeks tightly closed, trying to avoid an accident. "Okay," Trev finally said, gently pulling the tube out. Justin hurried to the toilet and emptied himself. The relief was amazing. Trevor wasn't satisfied until he had given Justin a second enema, and then told him to shower up and come back to the room. Twenty minutes later, Justin was finally combing his hair, and pulling on clean boxers. "Damn, I feel all washed out," Justin said softly. "Clean as a whistle," Trev grinned, and then laughed. The guys spent the next half hour going through Justin's closet and dresser, looking for just the right outfit. They finally settled on a pair of jeans that were a size too small, but really showed off Justin's ass. They also picked out a year old soccer shirt. "Look okay?" Justin finally asked, running a comb through his hair for the fifth time. "Perfect," Trevor said, sitting on the end of the bed. Justin turned around, "Trev, he's a little big down there," he said, biting his lip. "You can call it off," Trev said simply. Justin paused to think for a moment, then whispered, "Nah, I want to try it." "I'll call Ethan," Trevor said. Justin nodded. * * * * When the bell rang, Jeremy was already in the living room. In fact he had been looking out the window almost every five minutes for the past half hour. Several times he wondered if the jock look, sweat pants with a sleeveless old sweat shirt, was the right way to go. He decided that the loose pants were perfect, besides, it wasn't like they were going to be staying on for long. As Jeremy opened the door, Justin smiled. "Hey," Justin said, a little nervously. "Hey," Jeremy replied, holding the door open a little wider. "Come on in." Jeremy closed the door, Justin looked around, staring once again at the wall display of sports trophies Jeremy had shown him the last time he was there. Jeremy said softly, "You look great." "Thanks." "You want anything, a soda or something?" "Nah, I'm fine. Should we just go to your room?" Jeremy nodded and gave Justin a smile. Justin blushed, and headed in that direction. Jeremy followed Justin down the hall. He couldn't keep his eyes off the tight jeans framing the perfect fifteen year old ass he was about to have. His cock swelled in his pants. Justin stepped into Jeremy's room, turned and stared at him. Jeremy knew the grey sweat pants and the old blue football sweatshirt with cut off sleeves helped show off his strong arms and solid build. Justin couldn't help but smile. "I'm really nervous," he said softly. "It's okay," Jeremy said softly. Jeremy made the first move by walking over to Justin. He stared into the kid's eyes, ran his hands lightly over his hips and felt his firm stomach. As Justin stared back, Jeremy slid his hands under Justin's soccer shirt, gently feeling the soft smooth flesh of the boy he was about to fuck. Jeremy let his fingers roam around Justin's waist. He then brought them to the front, where he rested both hands on the teen's waistband. He felt Justin's tummy moving in and out in time with his breathing. "Do it," Justin finally whispered. Jeremy didn't really need the invitation; he popped the single button at the top of Justin's jeans and ever so slowly pulled down the tight zipper. Jeremy's hand slid down the front behind the boxers, feeling the soft pubic hair surrounding the kid's cock. "You're hard already," Jeremy grinned. Justin reached forward, touched the front of Jeremy's sweat pants and rubbed the lump that was making a small tent in front. "So are you," he giggled. Jeremy gave Justin's dick a couple of strokes, before moving his hands back to Justin's rear end. He grasped both baby soft globes and squeezed. "Uh," Justin grunted softly as Jeremy gently fondled his butt. Jeremy pulled him forward and their crotches touched. He ground his dick against Justin in an erotic dance move as he pawed his ass once again. Justin reached down, sliding his hand under the waistband of Jeremy's sweat pants. As he reached inside, he fished around until he got a grip on Jeremy's cock. Both guys continued to look deeply into each other's eyes as they felt each other up. "Ready to lose your cherry?" Jeremy smiled, lightly running a finger up and down Justin's crack, momentarily brushing against the teen's hole. "Yeah," Justin said huskily, giving Jeremy's dick a gentle tug. Jeremy slowly pushed Justin's jeans and boxers down over the curve of the kid's ass. "Bend over the dresser," Jeremy said softly, but firmly. Justin took the three or four steps to the dresser and did as he was told. He looked over his shoulder as Jeremy pushed his sweat pants down, releasing his dick. The throbbing member slapped up against Jeremy's tight abs, twitching in anticipation. Jeremy gave his cock a couple of quick strokes and stepped up behind Justin. He pulled the top drawer of the dresser open a few inches and reached in. After a short search, he pulled out a condom. Justin watched him bite the crease on the foil wrapper and tear the package open. Jeremy held his penis firmly as he rolled the sheath over the knob of his dick, running it smoothly down the shaft. Satisfied, he reached into the drawer again and grabbed a small tube of KY. He had to open the drawer a bit more to get it out. Justin had to take a half step back as the drawer bumped against his stomach. "Sorry," Jeremy said gently, pulling out the lube, squirting some on his cock, and then on the end of his finger. Justin bent forward again, allowing Jeremy to grease his tight pucker. Once the outside was wet, Jeremy eased his middle finger into the kid's rectum. "Oh fuck!" Justin whimpered. Jeremy saw Justin watching him through the mirror as he wiped his greasy finger off on his beat up old sweat shirt. Jeremy rubbed his cock up and down Justin's butt crack a few times, pausing at his hole now and then. Justin bent over a little more. Jeremy felt Justin relax his butt hole further. "Here it comes," Jeremy whispered, bending his legs slightly, and centering his cock between Justin's cheeks. He pushed forward. The tight hole refused to open. It wouldn't let him in. Jeremy pulled back and rocked forward; he bounced off target and got nowhere. He tried again. This time he managed to just get the hole to move inward a tiny bit, but his cock couldn't penetrate. "Fuck, you're ass is tight," Jeremy mumbled, grasping his dick near the balls and aiming again. He made a couple of short little stabs, but still didn't get where he wanted to go. Justin reached back and pulled his ass cheeks open. "Try it now," he whimpered, laying his head sideways on the dresser and spreading his legs. Jeremy took in the sight of the cute fifteen year old bent over in front of him, eagerly pulling his ass cheeks open, begging for his cock. He became more determined than ever that to give the kid what he wanted. He stepped back, grabbed the KY again and added another big squirt of lube to the end of his dick. He rubbed his knob on Justin's hole, grabbed him by the hips, and pushed forward. The flared head of his cock finally made it passed the barrier. "Oh God!" Justin yelped. Jeremy felt Justin's ass clamp down tightly around his dick. "I know it feels like a telephone pole going up your ass," Jeremy whispered, sliding a fraction deeper, "but..." "Take it out! Oh, fuck, please take it out!" Justin begged. Jeremy ignored Justin's whimpers. He held steady and didn't move. "It'll get better," He said with a reassuring voice, holding Justin tightly by the waist. "I can't do this," Justin whined. "Take the fucker out!" He commanded, squirming and wiggling in an attempt to pull off the dick firmly lodged in his ass. "You wanted this," Jeremy grunted, holding firm. "I'm giving you what you wanted." Justin started to tremble. This soon turned into whimpers and sobs. Jeremy stroked the kid's back. He sighed, and then pulled his cock out of Justin's hole. Surprisingly, it only caused him to cry more. Jeremy assumed it was a combination of the pain, and perhaps because Justin felt he had failed. This wasn't the first time Jeremy had been with a virgin. He knew exactly what was going on. As Justin softly cried, Jeremy gently, ran his hand down Justin's crack, and tenderly touched his hole. His finger softly circled the tender flesh, and then gently slipped inside. The much smaller intruder seemed to be welcomed by Justin's butt. Jeremy slid the finger in, then pulled it out, and then in once again. Justin's tears continued, but his cries grew softer and the sniffles less intense. Jeremy hoped the finger in Justin's ass would feel soothing, and maybe even erotic. It seemed to work. Justin squirmed a bit when Jeremy pushed his finger deeper, and Jeremy saw Justin's cock twitch and grow firm. "Feel better?" Jeremy whispered. Justin moaned very softly. Jeremy fingered the boy deeper, finding his little pleasure walnut. "Oh shit," Justin moaned. Jeremy played with the cute boy's ass a little longer, wiggling his finger back and forth. When he felt the time was right, he added a second finger. This caused Justin to really squirm and try to climb up on the dresser. Jeremy could tell Justin's ass wasn't hurting now, it seemed to be stretching. He put his hands on Justin's hips again and settled his fat knob between Justin's cheeks. He slowly pushed forward, his dick head sliding a couple of inches into Justin's rear end. "Ugh, Ugh," Justin whimpered. The tears came to the surface once again, but he lay his head back down on the dresser and surrendered his ass. Jeremy moved another inch or two up Justin's rear end, pulled back and then plowed into the kid again. The next few minutes were spent in near silence as Jeremy's dick probed deeper. Each stroke he made was designed to maximize his penetration of the cute kid bent over in front of him. Justin, for his part, appeared to be concentrating on letting Jeremy have him. Finally Jeremy grunted, "You got it all." He pulled back slightly and then fucked forward finally in balls deep. Jeremy paused, his pubes tight against Jeremy's butt cheeks. Both boys held their breath for a moment with the incredible feeling. "Fuck me with it," Justin finally moaned, urging Jeremy to go on. "Little sophomore slut," Jeremy laughed softly. He bent his legs, pulled back a bit, and started a slow fuck. It was gentle and easy at first, but Jeremy couldn't keep that pace for long. Soon he was thrusting harder. The pounding Jeremy was giving Justin increased minute by minute. Jeremy pulled his dick out almost to the end, before penetrating the kid's ass again. He held Justin tightly by the waist, screwed his dick left and right, and then deep down the middle. Jeremy heard little grunts from Justin when he slammed his dick up the kid's ass. This time the sounds weren't whimpers of pain, but whimpers of lust. The fucking increased in tempo, and the sounds of teen sex filled the room. "You like it now?" Jeremy grunted as he crammed his dick up Justin's ass for like the twentieth time in the last minute. "Oh, yeah, fuck my ass," "You sure?" Jeremy asked again with a slight grin. "Ya, fuck me, fuck me" Justin pleaded. Finally, Jeremy couldn't hold back any longer. He drove deep, felt his balls tighten, and then experienced that magic moment when it all happens at once. Jeremy felt the spasm as his nuts shot their load. Squirt after squirt of hot cum poured out the end of his dick. The nipple at the end of the condom filled up with his hot juice. He shot such a big load, the rest of it backed up along the shaft. "Cumming," he grunted, holding himself deep up Justin's butt, continuing to empty his balls. His dick twitched in Justin's tight tunnel, and Jeremy held himself deep in the kid's guts as long as he could. The grunts and groans diminished. Jeremy felt his dick soften, and slowly pulled himself out of Justin's ass, making sure the condom stayed firmly on. Jeremy pulled the rubber off his cock. He studied the pool of spunk filling the tip and smiled. Satisfied, he walked over to the wastebasket and tossed the slimy remnant of their sex into the container. How's your ass?" Jeremy asked softly as he walked back to Justin who was standing on shaking legs. "It'll be ok," Justin whispered. "I guess it's supposed to hurt a little the first time." Jeremy looked down at Justin's dick, it was still hard. "You didn't cum." "I was a little busy," Justin laughed. Jeremy grinned, got to his knees, and in one motion took Justin's dick into his mouth. He sucked and stroked it for a few minutes. When he heard Justin responding, he fondled his ass and then gently eased his finger up Justin's butt. Justin let out an involuntary moan. He took Jeremy's head in both hands, and with his dick now throbbing, he face fucked him. Jeremy continued to wiggle the finger up Justin's ass. It only took a few more thrusts before Jeremy was rewarded by Justin shooting spunk down his throat. "Yeah, oh fuck, swallow it," Justin grunted thrusting his dick deep into Jeremy's mouth. Jeremy sucked, swallowed the first squirt and then swallowed again and again, until he had taken every drop. Once Justin was done, Jeremy stood. Both guys looked at each other. Justin stepped forward and gave Jeremy a soft hug. "Thanks," Justin whispered. Stepping back, he looked at Jeremy with a tender smile. "Can I ask one more thing?" "Sure," Jeremy said gently. "Can I kiss you?" Jeremy nodded. Justin leaned up and they lightly kissed. Justin pulled back and stood for a moment, obviously uncertain what to say or do. Jeremy stepped up to him, wrapped his arms around the boy, and held him close. They stared into each other's eyes and kissed again. Jeremy came to the realization he had feelings for Justin, which he hadn't expected. Jeremy saw Justin's tears start again. He gently wiped them away. He picked the younger boy up, and carried him, cradled in his arms, over to the bed. Pausing at the side of the bed, Jeremy looked into Justin's eyes. "Want to stay with me tonight?" "Yes, please," Justin whispered. They kissed again. If you liked this chapter, or have ideas for a future one feel free to write Playbuddy123@yahoo.com.