Date: Sat, 16 Oct 1999 17:01:26 PDT From: Jeffrey Jeffy Subject: Big Bully "Big Bully" By Jeffy All of the usual disclaimers apply. This story is entirely fictional. No house pets, rain forests or lab animals were harmed in the writing of this story. It is intended for adults only. You can send comments or constructive criticism to Jeffs71@Hotmail.com. Flames will be ignored so don't bother. This story has been copyrighted by the author. You may, of course, download it for your enjoyment, send it to your friends, even use it on your website as long as access to the site is free, it is not changed in any way and I'm credited as the author. This story depicts minors and adults having unprotected, unsafe sex. Obviously, this is not real life and should be taken as such. Otherwise, enjoy! Sadly, based on true incidents in my life. See if you can guess which character is based on me and you can find out if you were right at the end of this story. "My father always told me, 'Never hit anyone in anger unless you're absolutely sure you can get away with it!'" - - Russell Ziskey "Another school day," Dana sighed to himself, "I wonder who'll beat me up today." He hated going to school since the other kids always picked on him mercilessly every day, without fail. Looking in the mirror, he saw what he saw what he saw every morning, namely a skinny little geek with a bad haircut. A thin, hairless chest, skinny arms, and a too-narrow face looked back at him. All of the other kids in school considered him to be more than a little strange, which he supposed was true, yet they were quick enough to ask his help for a difficult assignment. He sighed again and went downstairs to eat breakfast. A few streets away, David was also getting ready for school, albeit with very different expectations for the day. He loved school since he, along with his two buddies Tim and John, ruled the place. They took what they wanted from the littler kids, extorted their lunch money and sometimes stole their underwear. David never did quite understand what Tim wanted with the numerous pairs of boys underpants that they'd accumulated that year, but it didn't really matter. It was great fun, all the more so because they all knew that nobody would stop them as long as they didn't actually kill anyone. In contrast to Dana, David was a big, strapping athlete and on the football and lacrosse teams. Both boys departed for school at more or less the same time, taking different routes. David walked with his friends laughing and joking, while Dana also walked with all of his friends; in other words, he walked to school alone. After he got there he was, of course, teased by the kids in his homeroom class, as usual. He tried to ignore the barbs and concentrate on paying attention. That tactic didn't work very well so he just sat there in his own personal hell until the bell rang. However, today would turn out to be very different. Mrs. Grayson, his 5th period teacher had a surprise for him. Everyone in school knew that she was a do-gooder, often trying to get kids who hated each other to become friends. It seldom worked, but she always kept right on trying. It was often said that if someone could only combine her and Mrs. Hartman (the most hated bitch of a teacher in school) you'd have a normal teacher. Dana walked into her classroom a bit early and found David already waiting there, red-faced and angry. "Uh-oh," he thought, "what now?" "David," Mrs. Grayson began, "Dana here will be tutoring you from now on." She had a look of satisfaction on her face, as if she finally had both boys where she wanted them (which she did). "No way," David told her, "I'm not hanging out with this dweeb!" "Well then I'll tell Coach Kemmer and Coach Ross that you've decided to quit both the lacrosse and football teams. You do need a B average to stay on the teams, and you aren't even close to that. Such a shame, really." She sighed dramatically, fooling neither of the boys. They also saw a hardness under her attitude that neither one had ever suspected before. David scowled while Dana just sat there with his mouth open, wondering if God really did have this much of a sense of humor. It took a little while, but eventually Dana agreed to tutor David in History, Math, and Physics. Mrs. Grayson looked smug, David still looked furious, and Dana looked resigned to the whole situation. So it was agreed that Dana would meet David at his house at around 3:00 to begin the tutoring sessions. Neither boy liked it very much, but both recognized that they had little choice in the matter. Dana went through the remainder of the day on autopilot, thinking that his daily beating had only been postponed, not cancelled. Oh well, at least it would be in private, not in front of the whole school. "Can I really teach that brainless jock anything?" he wondered to himself. "Will he kick my ass if he flunks the history test next week?" Only time, and tutoring, would tell. Dana met David at his house since, of course, David didn't want anybody to see the two of them together. He got there and knocked on the door. David's mom answered the door and let him in, asking him if he was hungry or thirsty, which he wasn't. David's house was cozy, lived-in, and slightly on the messy side. Dana was struck by how nice and kind David's mom was as she smiled down at the diminutive boy. David's room was typical for a teenage boy, messy and well lived-in. "Look dweeb, I don't want you to get the wrong idea about this tutoring thing. I have no idea why that goodie-goodie Mrs. Grayson picked you. I don't need any help, either." David was still a little mad. "She picked me because I'm the best student in class and I've tutored kids before. Mrs. Grayson knows that. And you do too need help, unless you want to get kicked off of the team," Dana informed him with a superior air. Grabbing the smaller boy by the collar, David got his face up close to Dana's and grated, "I oughta beat the shit outta you for that!" "Go ahead, you'll still fail Math! Not to mention History and Physics. Then what'll you do?" Dana openly taunted him. Defeated by logic and reason, David let go of Dana and slumped down in his chair. Shit, the kid was right, he could beat Dana up all day long and it wouldn't help him pass that test. "OK then, start tutoring!" David spat at the smaller boy. Thus was born a peculiar friendship. After the first few tutoring sessions, always at David's house, both boys began to relax a little and be themselves. Dana also began to seriously appreciate David's mom, who was as nice as her son was mean (at least he was in school; Dana was beginning to realize that David acted totally different at home) and always brought them a snack and a soda whenever they were studying together. Man, could she ever bake! Dana also met David's little brother, 11 year old Josh. He was almost exactly the same size as Dana and just as mischievous as he could be. The kid was also totally cute, with flashing green eyes, a wide smile, and a ready laugh. Dana had to start thinking of mathematical formulas to keep from getting a huge (for him) boner in his shorts. There were times that first week when he mightily discouraged by David's lack of attention to his tutoring. David, for this part, was just coming to realize that Dana knew what he was talking about and was also actually good at tutoring. It just galled him to have to take lessons from someone his kid brother's size! That first week his lack of progress was due to pure, pig-headed stubbornness! Thinks finally came to a head that Thursday. Dana looked over at David and scowled. "Are you doing it on purpose?" he asked curiously. "Doing what?" David replied. "Not paying any attention to me. Don't you want to pass that test next week? Don't you want to stay on the teams?" "Well yeah, but..." "But what?!" Dana exploded, suddenly out of patience with his soon-to-be-friend. "I'm a dummy, all right?!? My head is made of bone. I'll never get this stuff no matter how hard I try! Sure, it's easy for you, you're some kinda brainiac, but I'm not!" All of David's pent-up frustrations just burst out at once. "So then, why bother, right? Sure, take the easy way out, actually learning it might be work! Be a dumb jock forever, see if I care!" For the very first time in his life Dana spoke from the heart, with no thoughts as to the consequences of his words. Wordless with rage (mostly at himself) David abruptly threw the smaller boy to the floor, knocking the wind out of him. When he could breathe again he found himself down on his back with David's angry red face looming above him. "What now, geek-boy?" David asked him in a rage. "Go ahead, beat the crap out of me. I'll heal, but you'll still be a dumb jock. Besides, I just don't care anymore. Go ahead." He just sighed and waited for the beating that he was sure would come. He closed his eyes and waited. Nothing. Very strange. He opened his eyes and found David looking down at him, no longer angry. Suddenly, the dam burst. "You don't know what it's like. Have you ever seen the kids tease me at school? Of course you have, you're one of them. When they pick teams for something, one side always says 'We'll take the girl, you get Dana. We'll take the kid in the wheel chair, you have to take the geek on your team. We'll play with uneven teams, but you get Dana!'" He was crying openly now. "They push me in the hall, steal my lunch money, make fun all the time and there's nothing I can do. Nothing! They make fun of the way I dress, my haircut, everything. I don't have any friends! Nobody sticks up for me, ever! What did I do that was so terrible?" David was totally at a loss. He considered for the first time how Dana must feel and what he had to go through every day. At that moment he wanted nothing more than to take the kid in his arms and comfort him, as un-macho as that was. Finally Dana ran down and just sat there, gulping slowly and coming down with a fine case of the hiccups. He blew his nose and began to hiccup in earnest, trying to stop, but not able to. He also heard what sounded suspiciously like a giggle come from David as he watched the smaller boy hiccup uncontrollably. It was just too funny and soon both of the boys were rolling on the floor, giggling hysterically at each other. David's mom, hearing the noise, came upstairs to check on them; she poked her head into the room, smiled, shook her head, and left (still smiling). They eventually went back to their studying (with the hiccups). After that things went much better as David actually applied himself to schoolwork for the first time in his young life. Dana had told him, reasonably, "After all, if you just sat around on the couch eating Ding-Dongs (they were David's fave junk food) all day you wouldn't be surprised that your muscles weren't in shape, would you?" David shook his head. "Well, we just need to exercise your brain, get it used to learning." The next day at school, they ran into each other in the hall. Dana was wearing red shorts, an orange shirt, and socks whose stripes didn't match (he was in fact something of a fashion crime that particular day; if fashion police really existed he'd have been locked up for life). He opened his mouth to greet his newfound (and only) buddy when said buddy roughly shoved him up against the lockers with a loud "MOVE it Geek-Boy!" The other jocks just laughed and told David, "Good one!" Dana was stunned speechless. They were friends now, weren't they? It appeared that they weren't, at least not in public. He tried to just think of it as another shove in the hall, but the memory haunted him all day long. He distracted himself by imagining David passing his big test later in the day. As per their usual routine they met at David's house and had a snack before studying. David was withdrawn, hardly speaking and not meeting Dana's eyes. Finally Dana could stand it no longer! "Did you pass the test? What'd you get?" he burst out. "Got a 77." David told him. Dana was stunned. He'd expected better but then again he was judging things on his own averages. If he got a 98 on a test he moped around for a couple of days, trying to figure out how to do something for extra credit to make up the difference. "What's your average so far in Math?" David responded with something that sounded like "Mumble, mumble." "What?" "I said 63, OK? I'm getting a 'D' in Math! Happy now?" David was, in point of fact, humiliated to be getting that kind of average in Math. Dana smiled a little. "Well, not any more you're not. You just got a 77 and you'll do even better on the next one!" His grin threatened to break free. "David grinned right back. "Yeah, I guess so. We must be doing something right." "Yep. But about today in the hall..." Now David blushed, turning red as a ripe tomato. He started to stammer out a lame explanation. "No, really, I understand. It wouldn't be 'cool' to be friends in public with me. Your friends wouldn't understand, they'd make fun of you. Don't worry about it." Then his expression became one of anxiety. "We can still be friends when they're not around, right?" David was stunned. Maybe Dana did understand, but he himself didn't, not really. His parents had taught him all his life to do the right thing and here was a friend saying that he understood why he was being treated like shit! And the hell of it was that Dana really DID understand. Talk about confusion! To make himself feel better he moved closer to Dana and threw an arm around his shoulders, squeezing briefly before letting go. He noticed that Dana seemed nervous after that and didn't even dream that it was because the little guy had a boner. A boner for him! That night Dana lay in bed with his T-shirt off and his boxers around his ankles, beating off with one hand and playing with his nipples with the other one. His fingers roamed around his hairless body as he trembled in dry orgasm repeatedly and did his best to muffle his groans of pleasure. In his mind it was David's hand roaming all over him, playing with his balls, his nipples (which were incredibly sensitive) and wanking him into seventh heaven. He eventually fell asleep, unsatisfied but dick-sore and exhausted. David also lay awake into the night, think of Dana. He couldn't get the memory of Dana's small body pressed up against his in their brief hug. "What's wrong with me?" he thought, "I'm not a queer, I like girls. Especially Mary Jo and her huge tits!" But in his mind's eye he saw Dana. The days passed and their relationship grew from that tentative beginning. Not long after, they went to Dana's house to look up some things on the Internet for school one afternoon. David was surprised that it was a nice house, but was it ever neat! Not a speck of dust anywhere, everything put away, it looked more like a model home rather than one that a family lived in. He met Dana's mom who was nice enough for a mom, he supposed, but very stiff and formal. Dana's room was the same, only neater, if that was possible. He looked with thinly disguised envy at Dana's top-of-the-line P3 700-megahertz computer, complete with cable modem. He had to make due with hid dad's old computer and dial up service. Oh well, it was a lot better than nothing. The boys zipped through web pages, finally finding a very neat website on the Civil War, a subject that was currently giving David fits. All those dates and names! David did notice that Dana avoided using his bookmarks for anything and wondered what kind of sites the little dude liked. Just then he noticed a rumbling coming from Dana's belly. "Hey, whattya got in there, an Alien trying to break out?" He asked the smaller boy. "No, I had the cafeteria chili at lunch. That might have been a mistake. Oh shit, major bathroom run!" Dana suited action to words and began to walk to the bathroom, his butt cheeks pressed firmly together to keep any premature eruptions inside. "Hey, Dana, let me know if it looks the same coming out as it did going in, OK? I've always wondered about that!" David added mercilessly. Dana turned an amazing shade of green (more like chartreuse) and bolted for the bathroom door. Dana just chuckled briefly at his own joke and set about doing some serious snooping in Dana's computer. Hmmm, he had the expected egghead sites bookmarked, but also the Nifty Archive, Comicality's Shack Out Back, ASSTR, Dean's Domain, and others. David had recently discovered the Nifty site and he was currently wanking his way through the Young Friends section. He mad a mental note of several sites that he'd never heard of and quickly brought up the history list, where he found that Dana had just read the most recent Brewster Boys story. Oh man, what a great series! Suddenly fearful that Dana would suddenly emerge from the bathroom and discover him, he went back to the Civil War site and started reading. He hoped he could hide the bone that threatened to burst through his jeans! Just then Dana emerged, looking much relieved but still a little green. "Hey, you OK there dude?" David asked. "Yeah, I guess so. Oh, and by the way, it did look the same!" Both boys started giggling at this, laughing until their sides hurt and tears ran down their faces. "Listen, I wanted to show you something, some programs I wrote. Watch!" He proceeded to open a game program that made David's eyes pop out. Incredible! Better than anything he'd ever seen commercially available. Dana went on to show him a couple more, even better and with racier graphics. But the colors looked wrong, they all tended toward the darker tones and included almost no light colors. This suddenly clicked with Dana's clothing choices and he made a mental note to ask his mom about it later. He shook his head at his small buddy. "Shit, you're gonna be the next Bill Gates! I can't believe you're jealous of ME! I'm just a dumb jock!" "You're not a dumb jock! And I'd give a LOT of brains just to fit in at school!" Dana's explosion came from the depths of his soul. David looked at the smaller boy as if seeing him for the first time. A suspicion crystallized in the back of his brain. "How old are you? How many grades have you skipped? Does anybody REALLY know how smart you are?" He demanded. "I've skipped more than one grade and I'm not gonna tell you how old I am. Younger than you, OK? Just leave it!" David waited. He knew if he was patient that Dana would eventually tell him more. "I've done a lot of research on really smart kids. And do you know what I've found? Almost all of them grow up to be REALLY weird, unhappy adults. They never develop any social skills. That's not gonna happen to me! It's not, you hear?! IT"S NOT!!" Dana was almost crying now, his emotions running high as he showed David his soul as he never had any other human being. David drew the trembling boy onto his lap, soothing him with gentle touches and stroking his hair, all the while talking softly to him, telling him that it would all be OK. He wiped Dana's snotty nose with a tissue (not even grossed out by it) and regarded him with newfound respect. He might be undersized and a dork besides, but the kid had guts. And just like that, intimacy developed between them. It both soothed David and scared the living shit out of him at the same time. He stroked a lock of hair out of Dana's face with a tender gesture, which got a shy smile out of the boy. He knew, just KNEW mind you, that if he made a move to kiss Dana right now (as he longed to do, oh yes) Dana would let him. That, and maybe more, the thought crossed his mind. They were both saved from whatever might have happened next by the call to come down to dinner. It turned out to be a tedious affair, very formal, with Dana referring to his parents as "Mother" and "Father", not Mom and Dad. Dana's father was just like his mother, very formal and proper. David mentally contrasted this dinner with the ones at his house and resolved to hug his mom just as soon as he got home. He did just that too, as soon as he walked in the door. "Hi mom!" he greeted her in a slightly husky voice and then he gave her a big, warm hug. Surprised, his mom just hugged him back. "Everything go OK at Dana's? I really like that kid, you know. I'm glad you're friends." "Yeah, everything is OK." Then he remembered his question from earlier. "Well, there is one thing. I think Dana dresses like he does because, well, he can't tell that the colors don't match." His mom was now looking at him closely. "What makes you say that?" "We were over at his house and he showed me some of the stuff he's done on his computer. The colors were all messed up, like he couldn't tell the difference." "Hmmm." His mom looked thoughtful. "That could well be. He might be colorblind. I know his mother slightly, would you like me to mention it to her?" David got the distinct impression that his mom didn't care much for her at all. "Yeah, but how could she not know? I mean she's his mom and all." Laughter greeted that remark. "Kiddo, moms are human, too. And some of them have a giant blind spot where their kids are concerned. Let me see what I can do, maybe I can even get her to let dad examine him and see what he can find." David's dad was an Opthomoligist; his mom ran a hair salon part time, mostly during the day when David and his brother were at school. "Thanks mom, you're the best!" "I know!" His mom responded, and they both had a good laugh together. Then he went up to his room to do some hard thinking about things. A little later his little brother found him doing just that, sitting on his bed, thinking. "Hey big bro, watcha doin'?" He said as he sat down beside David. "Josh, can I ask you something? Something important?" "Sure. Ask away!" His cute little brother grinned up at him. "Well, I want you to help me with Dana. I want to help him, but I'll need your help to do it." Josh was confused. Wasn't Dana helping David with his schoolwork? "What do ya need my help with?" "Well, I want to help him be better at sports and things. At least to where he doesn't get picked on so much." "Sure, I like him and all." Josh was ginning, pleased that his big brother would ask for his help. "What do you want me to do?" Operation "Dana's Makeover" had begun! The next Monday Dana found both boys grinning at him as he knocked on the door to David's house. "C'mon, we're going down to my mom's shop!" David told him. "Why, what's there? Aren't we gonna study?" "C'mon, you'll see, you'll see!" They literally dragged him along with him as they got on their bikes and went to their mom's shop around the corner. Once there, they went inside and sat Dana in a chair while David, Josh, and their mom looked at various pictures of haircuts and discussed him as if he weren't there. Finally, a decision was arrived at and Dana went into the back of the shop to get shampooed. They made him keep his eyes closed the whole time his hair was being cut so he'd be surprised. Boy, was he ever! "Is that me?" he squeaked when he was finally allowed to open his eyes. In the mirror he saw a kid with a totally rad haircut! It was short on the sides, longer on top, and looked sleek and cool. He looked around and found three faces grinning at him like there was no tomorrow. Gone was the "bowl on the head" haircut that his mom normally gave him. Dana was so stunned that he had to get David's mom to show him how to style it twice. Harder tasks lay ahead. Later that day, he, Josh, David, and David's mom and dad all went to his house to talk to his parents about his difficulties in seeing colors. The boys waited in the den while the adults argued in the kitchen, sitting around the breakfast table. It seemed to go on forever; the boys could hear the volume of the various voices steadily rising until they cut off completely. The boys were called into the room and David finally got to meet Dana's dad, a thin (and incredibly smart) computer programmer with a bald spot in back. He and his wife had Dana rather late in life (in truth he was one of those classic "accidents") and they did the best they could for him given the lack of nurturing in their own pasts. "OK, Dana, just like we talked about. Nothing to worry about, just look in this book and tell us what you see." In contrast to Dana's dad, David's was a big, tall man with a pleasant face that children and women seemed to trust instantly. Dana dutifully did as he was told, telling the adults the colors and numbers that he saw in the pictures. It seemed kind of pointless to him since everything looked just the way it always did. After a few minutes Dana's mom and dad were forced to admit that their only son was indeed color-blind. They both felt guilty, unable to imagine how they'd overlooked something so basic for all of his young life. The point settled, they all began to talk about what they could do to help Dana tell colors from one another. Well, the numbering and lettering schemes fairly flew across the breakfast table! All of the proposed solutions were so complex that Dana was sure he'd just sit on the bed naked all day while trying to figure out what to wear. "Um, why don't we just put a label or something with the color on it on all his things?" Josh piped up with the idea of the day. The adults stopped talking at once, looked at each other, then burst into simultaneous laughter. Of course! It was so simple! That decided, they adjourned to the store to get some labels to sew into Dana's clothes. The sock problem was solved by buying the boy ankle length white socks without stripes (he'd never liked the old over-the-calf ones anyway). Dana's mom and dad were beginning to loosen up a little, chatting with them all in the checkout line. Back at Dana's, the boys soon found themselves pressed into service. They all learned how to sew in a label amid much grumbling and more than one pricked finger. They heartlessly told Josh, "It was your idea, so you get to help!" He ceased bitching after that. Once the labels were all in a quick chart was drawn up of which colors went together for a sort of quick-reference guide. Finally, Dana was told that he should ask if he was unsure about the day's outfit. He felt a little overwhelmed at all the attention as they all sat down to devour a large pizza with extra cheese on half (for the kids) and the works on the other half (for the adults). A surprisingly good time was had by all as they left Dana's house to go home. The next morning, at school, everyone was shocked to see Dana, in his new haircut and clothes that matched (a dark brown pair of cords and tan shirt, with tan mocs on his small feet). Who was this and what had he done with Dana? Needless to say the kid went through the day felling like he'd died and gone to heaven. He spent the entire week on the same high, wearing matching clothes every day and hardly getting picked on at all. After school he met Josh and David at their house for a couple of hours of tutoring and playing football in the yard (again, this was Josh's idea). He and David were getting Dana in shape and having a blast besides. Best of all, Dana didn't even notice the fact that for the first time in his life he was getting into something resembling a good physical condition; he was just having too much fun with David and his kid brother. The following Saturday morning he showed up early at Dana's to cram for the big Physics midterm test. He was especially shaky on this subject and absolutely terrified of flunking the test (enough to miss a Saturday at the Mall with his jock buddies). "Oh, hi David. Dana's still asleep, why don't you go up and wake him? It's high time the sleepyhead got up anyway!" Dana's mom smiled as she gave him his marching instructions and sent him upstairs. Once the got there, he tiptoed into Dana's room and was rewarded with the sight of Dana sound asleep on his back, snoring gently. He was shirtless, with one thin arm above his head end the other down by his side. David just looked for a minute, trying to be objective. He wasn't beautiful, at least not like in the various stories he'd read on the Internet. Straight black hair, snub nose, freckles, and a wide mouth vied for attention with Dana's ears, which stuck out from his head (the phrase "taxicab with the doors open" sprang to mind). David's eyes continued downward, taking in the boy's thin arms, smooth hairless underarms, and nearly flat chest. He had just a hint of musculature emerging, thanks to their roughhousing sessions but his skin was so pale and fair that you could make out the traceries of veins underneath. His chest was topped with a pair of pale, rosy pink nipples that stuck out ever so slightly. Taking in this boy-vista before him, David felt something unidentifiable well up from deep within him. It wasn't like rockets going off in his head or anything, but was something deep that bought tears to his eyes and an intense desire to touch the boy. He did just that, keeping his touch so light that it barely registered on Dana's sleeping brain. The skin under his hand felt so warm, so alive! He placed his hand flat on the skinny chest and closed his eyes, concentrating on what he was feeling. Blood pumping, the ribs gently rising as Dana's breath went in and out, and through it all the intense warmth and softness of the boy's skin. Unable to help himself, he gently moved his hand to the nearest nipple; it felt like incredibly warm, soft velvet. He just stood there for a timeless time, caressing Dana's chest and trying to contain the spinning in his head and the throbbing boner in his pants. Finally getting a hold of himself, he walked back out of the room and entered more noisily, gently waking the sleeping boy. Shit, he looked so damn cute with his hair mussed from sleep! As he sat up and moved the blanket aside it was also obvious that he had a boy-boner in his boxers. Dana was still reeling from the incredibly erotic dream he's been having. He dreamed that David was touching and caressing him all over but had woken up before the dream-David reached his throbbing little dick. It seemed so real, much more so than most of his dreams did Both boys went through that morning's tutoring session on autopilot, Dana thinking about his "dream" and David struggling with his macho, jock self-image. He could no longer deny that he felt something for Dana but he was dammed if he could figure out what it was! Dana was clearer on what he felt (he knew he was madly in love with his bigger friend) but he also had absolutely no idea what, if anything, he should do about it. However, unknown to both boys, fate (and the weather) was about to play a big part in their lives. That Monday they both had gym class with Coach Ross. He was a big bear of a man who held the school's bench press record both as a student and as an adult. His biceps were bigger than most of the boys thighs, yet he always had a soft spot in his heart for the underdog, for the kid who refused to give up even if he had no aptitude. He was also a bit of a psycho when it came to sports, once standing on the first base line and shouting "Kill, kill!" while filling in for the JV baseball coach once (the story was legend around school and had grown with each retelling). It was a cold morning, causing gooseflesh on all of their legs until they warmed up. Dana, in socks that matched, made several plays in flag football that astounded all of the boys, running and catching the ball with something approaching competency. On the last play of the game he ran deep, looked over his shoulder at the perfect time, extended in mid-stride and caught the ball on his fingertips as David delivered a perfect pass. He didn't even break stride as he sprinted in for an uncontested touchdown. He then had the pleasure of having all of the other boys pounding him on the back and yelling his name for the first time in his young life. What an experience it was! They liked him, they actually did! In an even more unexpected gesture, Coach Ross picked him up and gave him a huge hug, making the breath whoosh from his lungs. "Good catch, kiddo! Maybe we should put you on the team." The coach put him down and patted his butt before blowing his whistle and walking away. "Thanks, Coach!' he wheezed, getting a little air back into this lungs. "Coach Ross likes you," David observed quietly. "Yeah, I'll never figure that one out." Dana responded just as quietly. "It's because you don't give up. Like last week when we were doing handstands, remember?" Dana shook his head in the affirmative. "You kept saying to let you try one more time, even when we could all tell that your arms just weren't strong enough. And you kept trying, too. He respects that." Dana was totally speechless, amazed that David was talking to him so frankly. The coach called for them to go in and get dressed so they didn't have another chance to talk privately that day. Dana went through the rest of the day on cloud nine until David saw him in the hall (he was with the most obnoxious and arrogant of his jock buddies) and in a particularly uncalled-for gesture smacked his books and papers out of his arms onto the floor. His buddies just laughed and hurried off to get to their classes as Dana literally saw red for the first time in his life. Enough was enough! He hauled off and kicked David in his right shin, hard. He then proceeded to calmly pick up his books and walked off to his next class without a backward glance at the bigger boy who hopped around in a dance of pain for a few minutes. David had a bad feeling about this, but was glad that they were alone and nobody saw Dana kick him. He sensed that the kid had reached his "enough" point. He went home, limping and thinking hard, glad that they didn't have a tutoring session scheduled for that day. Dana avoided him the next day at school and didn't show up at his house for their regular session. After waiting for a while, he finally decided to go over to Dana's house and talk to him. Dana opened the door, kicked him in the other shin and slammed the door as he danced around and whimpered. Damn, the kid sure had a good kick! Now David was really in a jam; he didn't want to beat Dana up but had never apologized to anyone in his life. He sat on the stoop for a while, totally at a loss as to what to do next, then went home and moped for the rest of the afternoon. They both went through the rest of the week miserable. They were total pains in the ass to anyone unfortunate enough to be near them, especially family and friends. That Friday David's mom informed him that Dana's parents had to go out of town for the day on Friday so he would be spending the afternoon at their house. Her tone of voice brooked no argument. Dana did spend the afternoon there, sulking on the couch in the den until David approached him. "Look, this is ridiculous. I'm sorry, OK? Can we be friends again?" he asked. The apology felt strange in his mouth. "Well, I'm sorry I kicked you, but you made me so mad! I hope I didn't hurt you too bad." A cheeky grin showed on his face as David pulled up his pant legs to show him the twin bruises on his shins. "Anyway, it's all your fault for getting me in shape, otherwise I couldn't have kicked you so hard." With that they both dissolved into giggles as David grabbed the smaller boy in a headlock and began to noogie him into submission. Josh, hearing the commotion, looked into the den, grinned hugely, and jumped into the fray. Soon they were all roughhousing on the floor and laughing. David's mom looked into the room, smiled, told them "Don't break the furniture!" and went to finish dinner. The phone rang and they could hear one side of the conversation as David's mom talked. "Yes, sure, it's no problem. We'll keep him for the weekend, just don't worry. Stay safe and let us know when you can get a flight back." She came into the room and announced to the boys that Dana would be spending the weekend. His parents had been stranded in Chicago due to an early season ice storm. The boys listened attentively even though Josh was currently sitting on David's chest and Dana was doing his best to return some of the noogies that he'd received earlier. It was decided that Dana would sleep in David's room. Then they all untangled and went to have a great dinner of beef stew and freshly made bread. That night as they got ready for bed, Dana was astounded at the sight before him. Josh and David walked around stark naked as they got ready for bed! They brushed their teeth, washed up, chatted, and generally did nighttime things in the nude. Dana was afraid that they'd notice his stiffy so he kept his boxers on as he washed up and brushed his teeth. Both boys caught him staring at them during this but tactfully said nothing since they didn't consider their nudity to be out of the ordinary. That night he just lay there in bed next to David, his dick throbbing. It just wouldn't go down no matter what! Just as he began to drift off to sleep he felt David's hand brush his left nipple. Could this really be happening? He kept relaxed through an effort of will as his mind churned. What should he do? Remain limp and let David to what he wanted, or "wake up" and touch David back? David continued to explore the boy's soft skin, his head swimming. As if in a dream he moved his head over to Dana's thin chest and hesitantly licked, tasting the fragrant boy skin. "Oh, more," his brain screamed, "more!" The combined taste and smell zinged right to his brain, sending right him into orbit! He moved lower and licked and sucked harder, finding the nipple by its softer feel and began to suck it until it became hard in his mouth. Mesmerized, he gave Dana's other nipple the same treatment and felt it too harden in his mouth. This was wild! He let his hands roam, felling, touching, searching until he was gently wanking the slim dick and playing with the boy's balls while sucking on his left nipple. Dana responded to this treatment with an earth-shattering dry orgasm. While Dana recovered, David moved down and began to suck and lick the small, hard boner in front of him while gently squeezing the marble sized balls. It didn't taste bad; in fact it had very little taste at all. Here David's "research" in the various erotic story archives really paid off as he tried sucking on the small head, poking his tongue into the piss slit, and generally trying everything he'd read about that he could remember. After a few minutes he let the small, hard penis slip from his mouth as he began to lick the hairless, silky balls, working his way downward until he was licking around Dana's puckered hole. Again, he was surprised that it wasn't nasty and hardly had any smell. He licked right on it and was rewarded with a convulsive shudder from the smaller boy. He grinned to himself and began to firmly work his index finger into the hole after first licking it to provide some lubrication. Dana bit his lips and tried to be quiet as David's questing finger hit his prostate. Shit, it was like a lightning bolt going off in his head! David just grinned and began to once again suck and lick Dana's dick until the boy had another orgasm, moaning quietly and shaking his head from side to side. This time Dana's orgasm could be measured on the Richter scale as the world shook around him. It seemed to go on and on, accompanied by what felt like electric shocks running from his asshole to his balls. David was expecting some great sex after he was done, but as he extracted his finger it was apparent that Dana was deeply asleep. David just smiled and spooned into the smaller boy, that unidentifiable feeling again welling up in his chest. He wondered what the morning would bring and if they'd have time for any fun before everyone else woke up. He needn't have worried. He opened his eyes to see Dana, scrunched down in the middle of the bed, licking his hard dick like it was an ice-pop. He lifted his head long enough to grin and say "Morning!" before going back to his licking. David decided immediately that this was definitely a better way to wake up then an alarm clock! Dana energetically licked the head, pausing long enough to slurp up the gob of pre-cum that had gathered there. He paused and put the head in his mouth, immediately scraping it with his teeth. "Shit, no teeth!!" David hissed in pain. "Sorry." Dana once again lowered his head and went to work (a bit more carefully this time). He was only able to get about four inches of it in his mouth before he gagged, but David soothed him gently and told him to take as much as he was comfortable with. As he began to suck in earnest, the world seemed to shrink; the only things that he was conscious of were his mouth and David's hard, throbbing dick as he licked and sucked, letting his tongue wander around the sensitive head and the soft underside. He swirled his tongue around the head while it was in his mouth and was rewarded with a moan, so he continued doing that until the dick suddenly swelled in his mouth. The first shot of cum caught him off guard. He just let it dribble down his chin as he wondered what to do with the disgusting stuff. Ugh, it tasted horrible! The second shot was even more copious than the first and he had to swallow to keep from drowning! Hmmm, that one didn't taste quite so bad. Sorta good, in a weird sort of way, both sweet and salty at the same time. He eagerly slurped up the remaining five spurts and kept sucking as David's orgasm subsided, wanting more of the lovely stuff. David finally had to pry him off his over-sensitive dick by pinching his nose shut, forcing the smaller boy to come up for air. Both wanted to kiss, but were afraid that the other would think it was 'too gay'. They just lay there for a while, cuddling and recovering from the overpowering experience when Josh barreled into the room and jumped onto the bed with a cry of "Banzai!" He was still nude as they began to wrestle around in the bed, laughing like fools. Josh had Dana wrapped up in the blanket (all except for his naked butt) and was preparing to administer a bare-butt spanking when David's mom poked her head into the room and told them to get ready for breakfast. Dana was mortified. She'd seen his butt! David, noticing his beet-red face, told him "Don't worry, she's seen our butts lots of times. It's no big deal around here!" Josh reinforced this by playfully smacking Dana's butt and running into the bathroom, giggling. David and Dana shared a look that promised much for later and went to join him. The three boys spent the day together, playing and laughing together as for once in his teenage life David stopped worrying about being 'cool' and had fun. Unfortunately, they didn't get any time alone and the airport in Chicago got their ice problem under control; Dana's parents returned that afternoon and he had to go home, not without some backward looks. Both boys were kept busy the rest of the weekend with family functions and had no chance to be with each other, although they each masturbated until both of their dicks were sore while thinking about each other. When they did see each other at school that Monday, David smiled at the smaller boy in the hall and didn't rough him up at all. Unknown to Dana, David had been doing some serious thinking about his life in general. He sat with Tim and John at lunch, discussing the usual bullshit. "Hey, what's with that Dana dweeb? I heard you've been hanging out with the little turd!" John asked. "He's been tutoring me in some of my subjects." David was very ill at ease now, not wanting to discuss this at all. "So you're becoming a big brain now? Too good to hang out with us?" Tim piped up. "No, just been busy is all. Nothing against you guys." "Well, just don't make a habit of it." John had an absolute talent for saying the wrong thing and this was no exception. "Or what? You'll stop hanging out with me? What a threat, I just might cry!" David was hot now. "Studying isn't cool, is that it?" Both boys nodded in agreement. "How cool is it to flunk and get kicked off of the team? That was my choice, and I chose to stay on the team and maybe learn something. How about you?" he asked Tim, "Still failing Chemistry?" "Hey, no offense, just asking." Now Tim was the one squirming, well aware that if he failed (which he would, unless he somehow pulled out an A on the final) he'd be off of the Lacrosse team. Soon David was sitting alone, trying to remember why he'd started hanging out with those Neanderthals in the first place. They were definitely heading for careers where they'd get to ask, "Y'all want fries with this?" The Lunch Bunch was sitting at the next table and they couldn't help but hear what had happened between the three boys. They were a group of about a dozen kids, both boys and girls, who ate lunch together almost every day and had the most amazing discussions on everything from who was screwing whom to the situation in Kosovo. One of them, a cute dark-haired girl with about 27 earrings invited him to join them and he accepted. As he sat there listening to the kids loudly voicing their opinions, he reflected that the bully thing was getting old anyway. Well, Tim and John weren't about to let David's defection stop them. During recess the next day John tried to shake down a short, willowy blond boy. He figured it'd be easy and boy, was he ever wrong. Things were going as planned (from his point of view at least) until the kid tripped over a stone and frantically windmilled his skinny arms to regain his balance, which he did. Unfortunately, in doing so he managed to smack John right in the nuts with his Scooby Doo lunchbox, with amazing results. John dropped without even a squeak, writhing on the ground and holding his balls. The blond kid watched for a few seconds, his mouth open in astonishment then whacked John another one for good measure and walked away smiling. John just lay there whimpering a little and feeling humiliated. After all, it was one thing to get whacked but another thing entirely to get beat up with Scooby and Shaggy! Within an hour the incident was all over the school, with the result being something of an arms race among the smaller kids in school. A metal lunchbox became the thing to have as parents were besieged with requests, whining, and outright begging for them. Tim decided to give up the bully biz for good when he saw a kid gleefully putting fist-sized rocks into a black monstrosity of a lunchbox. Shit, the thing looked like something a steelworker might carry! The teachers, for their part, were of the collective opinion that what goes around comes around and it was coming around! Not a single one of the teachers could find it in their heart to feel sorry for the erstwhile bullies. As far as Dana and David were concerned, the word was frustration! They both longed to be alone and touch, feel, and suck each other but it seemed that one set of parents was always around, not to mention Josh who seemed to be underfoot all the time. While they were getting desperate, they also didn't want anyone walking in on them in the midst of, so to speak. They did do one hurried 69 after school, but were terrified the entire time that Josh would walk in on them (David didn't have the foggiest idea what he'd say to Josh or his parents if and when they found out). One thing that they didn't count on was the lingering resentment the Tim and John felt toward Dana. He was the one who was responsible for the changes in David, and he'd pay for it! They managed to corner Dana in the schoolyard, which was incredibly muddy from a heavy rainstorm the day before. "Hey, geek! What'd you do to David, huh? Been suckin' his dick for him?" Tim taunted the smaller boy while John just stood there and did his best to look menacing. "How about sucking ours, as long as you like dicks and all?" Tim's smile could only be called smarmy as he worked up his courage to start pounding the skinny little dweeb. Dana did something totally unexpected; he stood up to the two bullies. "Not even if yours was the only one left on earth! I'll bet it's one inch long, too!" He told them with a sweet, deadly smile. The world had suddenly turned topsy-turvy for the bullies. Not only was the kid standing up to them, he was giving as good as he got verbally! Didn't he know he was supposed to be afraid? Suddenly John got tired of just standing there and whacked Dana's bookbag into the mud. He loomed over Dana, preparing to do the same to the younger boy when he felt something hit him behind the knees and he went down like a sack of grain in the mud. Dana stared incredulously as David came running over and without a word hit John with a flying tackle, sending him sprawling in the mud. Then, grinning and seized with inspiration, he hooked a foot behind Tim's leg and sent him into the mud also, face down. Both boys still standing, broke out in identical fiendish smiles and began pelting Tim and John with mud, not stopping until the two bullies were completely covered in it. This was worse than getting pounded, they were being HUMILIATED in front of the whole school! Kids were pointing and laughing as they struggled free of the sucking mud and straight into Mr. Grant, who was covering the schoolyard that day; he promptly sent all four of them to see Mr. Freeman, the Assistant Principal. They trudged off to the office, with Dana and David still giggling and trailing mud and the other two looking humiliated and trailing mud. Mr. Freeman. Everyone was in awe of Mr. Freemen, he of the menacing scowl and bulging biceps. It was said that he could out lift Coach Ross and that he'd been with the CIA as an assassin at one time. All he had to do was look at a kid and even the toughest bully would quail under his laser-beam glare. He hardly ever spoke, but when he did everyone listened. All four boys walked into his office and just stood there, dripping mud onto the floor and wondering if they'd survive the afternoon. Mr. Freeman glared his best glare at them, taking in the sight of two boys completely covered in mud and another two only slightly cleaner. They all held their breath, waiting for the explosion. A strange expression came over Mr. Freeman's face as it contorted hideously. A sound issued from his throat at first, then switching down to somewhere in his awesomely muscled midsection. The corners of his mouth turned up and he began to show his strong, white teeth. Then he could hold it no longer and began to guffaw deep belly laughs, the sound of someone who has just seen something totally hilarious. His mirth built until he was literally howling with laughter, clutching his ribs and leaning on the edge of the desk to support himself. Finally he ran down and, wiping tears from his eyes, proceeded to call their parents to let them know that they gotten a bit dirty (he had to bite his lip at this point to keep from going off again) and that they'd be coming home to clean up. "Get out of my office, you mudboys!" He was still chuckling as the boys went their separate ways, still trailing drying mud. David and Dana decided to go to David's house, where he found David's mom waiting for them. Her reaction was the same as Mr. Freeman's, namely to laugh until her ribs hurt. "Oh wait, I've gotta get a few pictures of this!" So saying, she got her camera and took almost a full roll of pictures of them as mudboys. She asked them what happened and if they'd been fighting. "No, we were mudding!" Dana told her, sending the boys into a helpless fit of giggles, eventually having to hold onto one another to keep from falling over. While they were in this helpless state, David's mom hooked the hose up to the slop sink in the laundry room and began spraying them down, taking care to use warm water since it was a chilly day out. "Land sakes," she exclaimed to an imaginary companion, "this is a FINE crop of boys we have here this year!" She continued to water the still-giggling boys. "OK guys, start stripping! You're not tracking mud all over my house, thank you." "But..." Dana started to protest. "Honey, I have a husband and two sons, I doubt you have anything I'm unfamiliar with." She informed him as David began to wiggle out of his shirt. "Does she get like this often?" Dana asked him. "Only when she's amused at me. Or dad, or Josh for that matter. Which is pretty often." He admitted, giving his mom a warm look. They stripped, shivering, down to their underpants before David's mom decided they were clean enough to hit the shower. Both semi-clean boys scampered off to the bathroom where they stripped completely and stepped under the warm spray. "Your mom is so cool!" Dana exclaimed. "Yeah, she's pretty OK." David agreed. "David?" Dana's voice shook. "Yeah?" He turned to look at the smaller boy, who was gazing at him with something approaching adoration. "Thanks, that's the first time anybody ever stood up for me." "No prob little guy." That strange feeling was welling up inside David's chest as he held Dana close, cupping his small butt cheeks in each hand. "Shit, I don't care if it is gay!" So saying, he tilted Dana's chin up and kissed him directly on the mouth. At first both were a bit shy, just using their lips, but then they became bolder and tentatively touched tongues, seeing how it felt. In seconds Dana had sucked David's tongue into his mouth like he was trying to suck-start a Harley! Both boys then threw caution to the winds and began sticking their tongues down each other's throats and swapping spit like there was no tomorrow, breaking the kiss only when they had to breathe. Dana, taking the lead, got on his knees and began licking the head of David's long teenage dick, slurping up the pre-cum like it was ambrosia. David had to literally pry him off before he came too soon (and the hot water ran out). Reluctantly, they stepped out of the shower. David, with a wicked grin, picked up his small friend and sat him down on the counter next to the sink and began passionately kissing him all over his face. He licked, nibbled, and kissed the boy's ears, little button nose, and throat while Dana squirmed and moaned appreciatively. David felt like he wanted to lick Dana's skin until his tongue wore down to nothing, to crawl inside his skin. He licked and nibbled the smaller boy's shoulders and cute, pink nipples, sucking just as hard as he could while Dana's moans got even more urgent. David continued on his way down the skinny body, stopping to bloop the kid's bellybutton ferociously, making him giggle like crazy, then moving on to suck on the hot hard cock and smooth balls. He sucked and licked gently at first, then with increasing urgency until he had Dana's balls and dick in his mouth at once. But David had other things in mind. He released Dana's throbbing little boner, getting a moan of disappointment out of the boy who was about ready to orgasm. Smiling, he worked his way downward until he was licking his puckered little hole; it tasted clean and slightly soapy, just like the rest of Dana's body did. Scrunching up his courage, he licked right on it and then began the slow process of trying to work his tongue inside the wildly squirming boy. He went slowly, enjoying the clean taste and the fact that he was actually inside Dana's body! He worked it in and pretty soon Dana was totally relaxed, sitting there on the bathroom counter with his legs in the air and his boyhole wide open. Not taking his mouth away, David groped frantically in the cabinet for something, anything, to use for lubrication. He was getting desperate when his searching hand found the old container of Vaseline. Perfect! He hurriedly used it to lube himself up, almost cumming in the process. Shit, he was so hot! While Dana was relaxed, he removed his mouth and firmly pressed his teenage dick to the small hole. Much to his surprise, the head popped in right away along with an inch or so of the shaft before Dana even realized what was happening. Realizing that further penetration was impossible with Dana tensing up, David just stayed where he was and let him get used to it. Both boys had fantasized about their first fuck, but this wasn't the way either of them imagined it would be. David just held still and let his little lover get used to it while stroking his chest and shoulders to relax him. As Dana slowly relaxed David pressed the fuck home, going slowly, only moving forward when he was sure that he wouldn't hurt the smaller boy. Soon his pubes were rubbing against Dana's smooth butt cheeks, much to both boys' surprise. He'd taken all of it! David just held the trembling boy, gentling him, calming him, before ever so gently beginning to thrust in and out. He felt like his cock was inside of a hot, rhythmically pulsing velvet glove! Dana, on the other hand, felt like it would come out of the top of his head! He was completely, totally full of David. There was considerable pain, which was fading fast as he got used to the sensations assaulting his virgin butthole. He looked down, surprised, when he realized that his dick had gone totally limp. It slowly flopped against his balls as he was gently fucked by his now-lover. David adjusted his position a little and quite by accident his teenage dick made contact with Dana's prostate, with amazing results. Dana jumped like he had been poked with a cattle prod, his legs shooting straight out, and his dick got hard in record time. Fascinated, David made sure that he hit that same spot inside Dana on every stroke and soon the little guy was pushing back hard to meet every stroke, grunting and sweating like crazy. A knock sounded on the door and both boys froze in mid-fuck. "Mom says hurry your butts up! Dinner is almost ready." Josh's voice came through the locked door. "OK, be right there," David panted, trying to sound normal. Yeah, right! He looked at Dana. "If you stop, I'll kill you! Keep going, just hurry!" Dana told him. The boy's face was a study in lust as they quickly panted their way to a massive orgasm, David pumping his cum deep in his little buddy's ass. Dana just spasmed and moaned, experiencing his first anal orgasm. It was all he could do to keep from shouting out his joy at the top of his lungs! Still joined, they shared a quick kiss before jumping back into the shower for a much-needed rinse. Downstairs, Josh reported to his mother. "David said he was coming, but there were weird noises in there!" His mom could hardly contain her smirk, but found it easier when she considered the daunting task of explaining this all to Josh. "Well, we'll just give them a few minutes." She, her husband, and Dana's parents had several serious conversations in the previous weeks about the boys an their budding relationship. At first all that came of these talks was a collective "Hell if I know!" from all concerned, but later on they agreed that the change for the better in both of their sons had been dramatic and obvious. They also knew that, living three streets away from each other, there was no way they would be able to keep the boys from being together. It was best that they were at least somewhere that one set of parents could keep an eye on them. Eventually, they all decided that they would stay neutral and see what happened. They'd also decided on a tentative every-other weekend sleepover schedule for the boys if and when it was needed. It sure looked like it was now! They also considered the big scandal from the year before, Kent Black's suicide. He'd been in the senior high school, a star athlete, a scholar, in short everything that every mother wanted. His father owned the local Chevrolet dealership and had given the boy a new Corvette for his 18th birthday, which he'd wrapped around a tree at over 100 MPH, killing the boy instantly. Everyone thought it an accident until the police found his suicide note, saying that he was gay and knew his family couldn't accept it. A picture of his father, tears streaming down his cheeks, appeared in the paper the next day along with the caption 'I just want my son back!' It had been too heartbreaking for words. After a few minutes David walked downstairs, looking tired and flushed. He was glowing! "Um, Dana had to use the bathroom. He'll be down in a few." He couldn't meet anyone's eyes. Just then his dad came home, saving everyone from an awkward moment. He gave his wife and both of his sons a kiss, then went to the powder room to wash up. In the meantime, Dana came down, walking a little gingerly and also glowing with his recent sexual experience. They ate quietly, touching their bare thighs or feet together under the table every so often. They totally missed the looks that passed between David's parents, but Josh didn't. A suspicion began to form in his young head. No, it couldn't be! Dana, invited, stayed over that night, sleeping in David's bed. When it was time for bed, Josh quietly tiptoed down the hall and listened at his parents' door. "It was actually kinda cute, those looks. They were glowing!" Mom said in a decidedly amused tone. "Yeah, I distinctly remember you giving me the same kind of looks when we were kids!" His dad fairly hooted that one, laughter in his voice. "Be nice! Besides, they make a cute couple." "Yeah, just never thought we'd have a gay son, especially not David!" "Well, he is what he is. Didn't we talk that one to death weeks ago? Is he any less your son now?" "No, of course not. And you're right. OK, I admitted it. Happy?" "Not yet, you know how young love affects me..." "Woman, unhand me! Wait, on second thought, don't!" Soft laughter sounded, along with the sound of two bodies hitting the bed, followed by the unmistakable sounds of Josh's parents beginning to make love. Hmmm, the sounds were JUST LIKE the ones coming from the bathroom that afternoon! Unlike most kids, he thought it was really cute when his folks got 'frisky' and besides, he was still hoping for a little brother. Smiling, Josh walked down the hall to David's room, where the door was ajar. He saw Dana nestled in his brother's arms with a look of absolute contentment on his face, transforming it into something beautiful. David was stroking his hair and murmuring something Josh couldn't hear. Josh walked a few feet back down the hall, then, being careful to make some noise. He walked into David's room, where both his brother and Dana looked nervous. Without a word he reached out and grabbed both of their packages firmly, checking them out. Both Dana and David flinched violently, almost jumping out of their skin! They were both painfully hard. "I knew it, I just knew it! You have boners for each other!" Far from being upset, Josh did a little victory dance around the room, proud that he'd been able to figure it out on his own. The other boys just stared at him as if he'd totally lost his mind. "Does it bother you?" David asked him quietly. "Naw, as long as we can still be brothers. We can, can't we?" Josh looked at him anxiously. "Of course, c'mere!" David grabbed Josh in a strong embrace briefly, before beginning to tickle his little brother to within an inch of peeing on himself. Dana had to join in, and soon they were all rolling round on the floor. When they had all regained their composure, Josh had more to say. "Can I see 'em? Your boners, I mean." Now Josh was curious. "NO!" David and Dana replied simultaneously. "Go to bed, you little pervert!" David gave his brother a firm swat on his ass to get him moving and sent him off to his own room. After turning out the lights, they lay together in bed, David on his back with Dana lying on his chest. They both felt relaxed and close to each other in that moment, ready to share anything. "Josh is such a cool little guy. Makes me wish I had a brother." Dana was sleepy, and David's softly stroking his back had him well on his way to dreamland. "Yeah, I've been wondering how to explain all this to him. Looks like he figured it our on his own, I guess." When he didn't get a response, he looked down to find Dana fast asleep. He just chuckled, gently moved the boy off his chest, and spooned in behind him. Dana woke first in the morning, and damn if his butthole didn't itch! He went to the bathroom and took a rather squishy dump, then wiped and washed with cold water, but it still itched like crazy! He started to work his finger in and out, sighing with pleasure at the relief from the worst of the itch, when he suddenly came up with a better way to scratch it. Grabbing the Vaseline, he crept quietly into the bedroom. Perfect, David was asleep on his back, snoring up a storm! Going over to the bed he reached out and ever so gently began to lubricate both David's piss-hardon and his butthole. When he was sure it was slick enough, he positioned himself above David and began to slowly, gently push down. He didn't want David to wake up until it was all the way in. He had a little trouble getting the head past his sore butthole, but once that was accomplished he began to slide down, unable to believe the pleasure coursing through his skinny body as the teenage dick spread his anus wider and wider. He paused several times, panting quietly, until he felt David's pubes on his ass cheeks. Dana could actually feel David's pulse beating as his teen dick gently pulsated in his butt. He just sat there, panting, when an intense orgasm shook his body. As it had on the previous afternoon, his butthole pulsed in time with his dick in an unbelievable anal orgasm. As he recovered, he became aware that his lover's gentle hands were around his waist, supporting him. David slowly woke up to the amazing sight of Dana riding him like he never wanted to stop. Never, even in his wildest fantasies, did he think Dana would be into sex THIS much! "Oh, shit, I can't hold back, ooohhhh, aggghhhhhh!" So saying, he shot the load of his teenage lifetime into his little buddy's ass. He shot and shot, until they were both sweaty and gasping. Dana collapsed across his chest and he held the kid close as they just lay there and recovered. He gently stroked Dana's sweaty hair and said without thinking, "Love you!" David was just as shocked to actually come out and say it as Dana was to hear it! Once he did, though, they both kissed passionately, proclaiming their love for each other. Josh quietly opened the door, looked in, and wisely walked away. Somehow he knew that he shouldn't interrupt this moment. The boys were both deliriously happy for the entire week following their first sleepover. They understood the need for secrecy, especially from the kids at school, but when Dana passed David in the hall for the first time he was astounded. David smiled at him, gently patted him on the shoulder, and said "Hey Dane, how are ya?" It was the sort of thing one did on seeing a friend in the halls, not sexual at all, just a gesture of friendship and respect. He'd also managed to some up with a cool nickname for Dana, who felt that a nickname was the only thing lacking to make him into a normal kid. That day he was invited to join David and the Lunch Bunch. The End. Epilogue: Dana and David both did very well in school from then on, not without some difficulty when news of their relationship leaked out. But, that's another story... Tim eventually became an OK kid, getting over his bully complex and becoming just another face in the hall for both David and Dana. Of course that was after a random search of the lockers turned up his cache of little kids' underwear and he was sent for some fairly serious therapy. John, on the other hand, was shot dead at 16 by a liquor store owner whom he was trying to rob. It turned out that the guy was both more pissed off and a better shot than he was. The community in general breathed a somewhat guilty sigh of relief when he died since everyone knew he'd end up like that sooner or later. Did you guess which character was based on me? If you guessed the skinny little geek, you're right! I incorporated many aspects of my childhood in writing this story, although all of the names have been changed. I'm also not color blind, although I knew a kid who was and his parents didn't know until he was in 6th grade. I'm sorry for my long absence, but I was struck by a bad case of No Inspiration for a while, followed by a bad case of No Time. Fortunately, I've now recovered from both!