Date: Wed, 6 Sep 2006 19:21:36 -0400 From: Terrance MacDonald Subject: Brandon and Alex 17 This is the third story that I've written to completion (assuming that I complete it - and I have all intentions of doing so) and one that I've given a great deal of thought over the last couple years before finally sitting down at a keyboard so others could potentially enjoy it. My first writing was `The House on Lora Avenue' (May 26, 2006), the second was `Chris and Aaron' (June 01, 2006) which are posted in the High School section and there is a sequel to `House on Lora Avenue' called `Trip to Florida' currently being posted in the High School section (in the `House on Lora Avenue' folder) as well. The two main characters in this story are based on a couple guys that I once knew, however everything except their physical descriptions is purely fictional (and Brandon and Alex were not their real names either). So far as I know, these two boys never really did anything at all like what will be described in this story, in fact the boys the descriptions are based on did not even know each other. This story involves sexual situations between teen boys, so if you aren't supposed to be looking at things like this wherever you live or this makes you squeamish, please leave this story/site now and/or move to a place where things like this are acceptable. Likewise, if you aren't old enough to look at filth like this, please don't. I certainly can't control whether you do or not, but you have been warned. Once again, I would like to thank my good friends, Mike and Dave for being my editors and proof-readers on this story, as well as offering some really helpful assistance. There is a line of dialogue in this chapter that I recently used on my own boyfriend recently. I just couldn't resist. Can anyone figure out which one it is? I can't say that you'll win any fantastic prizes if you're correct, other than my admitting it to you, and what kind of fantastic prize is that anyway? Like the other stories I've written, this is set in a magical land where there are no STDs, so you won't be reading about condoms being used except in this disclaimer. This is not meant to imply that I am advocating the practice of unsafe sex, quite the opposite actually - please take precautions and protect yourself, there's a lot of shit out there that can kill you or make you wish you were dead. Comments and feedback are certainly welcomed and encouraged to be sent to t_macd@comcast.net. I've really enjoyed hearing from everyone who has written, please keep on letting me know what you do and don't like. * * * Brandon and Alex Chapter Seventeen Finally one of Bobby's friends broke the silence - it was the cute, dirty blonde haired boy, Carson who did it - "So, I guess you guys are, like an item now or something?" "Carson..." Bobby started. "Stop it!" Bobby was very red-faced as he said this. He was embarrassed not only for himself, but for his boyfriend sitting next to him. He did notice that Michael wasn't making any attempt to cover himself in front of the other two boys though. "I think he's right, Bobby," Steven said as he wrapped his arm around Carson. "You two are definitely an item now. That was really hot." Finally, Michael spoke to Bobby. "You really are going to have to start locking the doors around here, dude." Steven held up a key ring, with one key in particular between his fingers. "It won't help; we both have keys to the front door so we can use the pool. We come over a few times a week to swim laps." Michael looked over at Bobby with a semi-defeated look on his face. "It's true," Bobby told him. "They do both have keys..." "Well, from now on we're locking the door on your room then," Michael stated, very matter-of-factly. "Won't work," Bobby told him sheepishly. "My bedroom door doesn't have a lock on it." "Damn, how are we going to get any privacy then?" Michael asked, exasperated. Steven laughed. "We'll start knocking from now on, or at least we will on Bobby's bedroom door," he said. Carson added with a grin, "...or whistle loudly." They started stripping off their clothes. "Right now though, we're going to swim for a little while," said Steven. "Are you two love birds going to join us?" Carson asked. Michael looked over at Bobby, who had a hopeful look in his eyes. "Sure, why not?" he said, and the four boys all walked back down through the house to the pool, completely naked. * * * Paolo didn't see Detective Peters again, not for a while anyway. The next policeman he saw was the uniformed officer that took him from the interview room to a holding cell. When they got to the cell, and the officer pushed Paolo inside, wearing nothing more than the boardie shorts he had been arrested in and the jail-issued paper slippers, Paolo turned and told him that this must be a mistake. There were four others already in the cell, all adults, larger and older than Paolo. "No," the officer told him as he slid the cell door shut. "When you commit big-boy crimes, you get to go to big-boy jail." Paolo had been in the cell for over two hours when a uniformed officer came back to get him. The police finally had realized their mistake in putting the sixteen year old in the holding cell with adults and were transferring him to the juvenile facility. Paolo was very relieved to be out of that cell, he had not sat down the entire time he had been there, and had kept his butt jammed into a corner, sweating every time the older men stared at him. In fact the men were more amused by him than they were tempted. Paolo was no more comfortable when he arrived at the juvenile detention facility and was placed into a holding cell there. There were three other boys in the cell with him, all wearing orange prison style jumpsuits. One was younger, probably by two years from the looks of him, and Paolo thought he was sort of cute, but very frightened of his surroundings and the other boys in the cell. The other two were both older and larger than Paolo by close to a year. Somehow though, the way these two boys stared at him in a like predators as he was led into the cell in just his shorts and the jail slippers made him even more uneasy than the men in the cell he had so recently left, if that was possible. He was still wearing only his shorts and the jail slippers. The other boys got a show when the corrections officers made him strip and put on the jump suit. He had no choice but to show his butt, as he had on only the shorts - no underwear. The chuckles and whistles from the two older ones made him that much less at ease. This time, there were six bunks in the cell. Three upper and three lower. Paolo figured he could have one of the lower simply because of his age giving him seniority in the cell. He lay down on one of the lower bunks, his back to the other boys in the cell and tried to nap, the events of the day having gotten to him. He needed some sleep to clear his mind. He was going to need all his faculties about him when his parents showed up that evening and found out what had happened. * * * Brandon let the drops of lubricant drip slowly from the bottle into the crack of Joey's ass, and Alex started to rub them in, working his fingers up and down Joey's crack, then around and into his hole. As the boys kneeling beside him started their ministrations on him, Joey spread his legs a little wider. He was nervous about what he knew was about to happen, but he also knew that he wanted it, so his nervousness was nearly eclipsed by excitement. This wasn't the first time that Joey had been naked with other boys; there were any number of times before when he had changed in locker rooms at school, or the water park. There was even one time when he had gone skinny dipping with some of his friends at a sleep over party at a friend's house. This was the first time that it was a sexual situation though - even though during the skinny dipping at the party he had become slightly aroused seeing the other boys' naked bodies in and around the pool, and he had been curious about what sex with other boys would be like since that night. Now he knew, he was about to find out. He let out a small moan as Alex's finger slowly began to penetrate him and work the lubricant into the inside of his anal cavity. The wording on the bottle was correct; the gel did warm up as it was massaged into him. Almost involuntarily, Joey arched his back a little, pushing his butt up a little. This told Alex to go on with what he was doing, and he added a finger from his other hand to open Joey for his first anal sex. Alex had actually thought that when Joey had asked if they wanted to `do something' with him that it was going to just be blow jobs, but then Brandon had asked Joey about lube, and their friend had eagerly run off to get some. This had come as quite a shock to Alex, but he was willing to go along with it if that's what their friend wanted to do with them. Brandon watched as Alex worked the gel into Joey, and started getting him opened up and ready. Brandon started to have some thoughts about how hot this could be with the three of them, and started to play with himself. Then, almost without thinking, he squeezed some of the gel out onto his fingers and began to work it into his own hole. He found himself thinking the same thing Joey was, although there was no way he could know this at the time - the gel did work as advertised, and warmed as he worked it into himself. Alex noticed what Brandon was doing as he had to get Brandon's attention when he was ready for a little more of the KY to be squirted out into Joey's hole. When he saw what Brandon was doing, he had a pretty good idea what his soul-mate had in mind. * * * Michael, Bobby, Carson and Steven walked out onto the pool deck, all four boys naked and at a minimum semi-erect, even Michael who had just cum a few minutes before was halfway hard again as he admired the smooth little butts walking in front of him. He was still however, a little uncomfortable being naked with his boyfriend in front of these two other boys. His dick wasn't apparently as embarrassed as the rest of him though, pointing out proudly ahead of him at half-mast as he walked outside with the other boys. "So," Carson asked. "Anyone want to race laps?" "You two go ahead," Bobby told them, grabbing Michael around the waist with both arms and hugging him as he did. "We're going to get some sun." "Damn," Carson said. "I was hoping we could race for blowjobs. I guess it's just you and me racing, Steven." Michael wasn't about to argue the point with Bobby, he was still tired from the workout in the pool earlier, not to mention the one in Bobby's bed. He allowed Bobby to lead him over to a couple lounge chairs, which they pulled up directly next to each other. They sat back and stretched out next to each other, holding hands as they watched Steven and Carson swim laps in the pool. He had to ask though, "Racing for blowjobs? You've done that?" "No, I haven't," Bobby told him. "They do it all the time though. They do always ask me to join them, but I've never taken them up on it." Michael reached over with his other hand, leaning over on his side as he did so, and started rubbing Bobby's chest and stomach. He gave Bobby a kiss on the cheek and then said, "Don't, please." "I won't," Bobby told him. By the time Steven had beaten Carson swimming to the other end of the pool and back, beating Carson by a scant few seconds, Michael was already going down on Bobby. As Carson moved in between Steven's legs as he sat on the edge of the pool, he motioned to Bobby and Michael on their lounge chairs, where Michael was going all the way down on Bobby's dick. "Bobby didn't even have to race for his," Carson told his friend. He didn't get the answer in return that he was expecting though... "No, he didn't, but if I get to fuck you and then just give you a blowjob for now that will work." "Not a chance, lover," Carson told Steven in reply. "Turn about is still fair play." Then Carson took Steven into his mouth, as always enjoying the taste of his boyfriend's penis, despite the chlorine from the pool that lingered there. On the lounge chairs, Michael sensed from the change in the taste of Bobby's pre-cum that Bobby was about to fill his mouth with his semen. He wasn't wrong - just a moment later, Bobby blasted four squirts into his mouth. Michael swallowed the entire amount, none of it leaking from his lips. After he swallowed the last of it down, Michael looked over and told Bobby, "You know, your cum really tastes sweet, but you know what? Your pre-cum gets really salty right before you cum though." Bobby just grinned at him in reply. Bobby leaned over to kiss Michael, which turned out to be a rather long, deep kiss, sharing a lot of tongue with each other. They broke the kiss when they heard Steven grunt a couple times, and turned to look at the other two boys. Carson wasn't as successful at keeping all of Steven's cum in his mouth, but what leaked out; he quickly licked up after he had pulled his mouth away from Steven's dick. * * * Alex held the index finger from one hand against the opening of Joey's asshole while he worked his index and forefinger from his other hand more inside and twisting around into Joey. Joey was writhing underneath him, enjoying the ministrations he was getting from Alex. Brandon caught Alex's eye as he stood up, and once more the boys exchanged an unspoken thought. Alex moved back, allowing Brandon to move up behind Joey, guiding his stiffness toward Joey's waiting hole. Joey let out a small gasp and arched his back more as Brandon slowly pushed him way inside him. This was so much better than when he had inserted his fingers (sometimes two at a time) into himself when he masturbated. Brandon, kneeling on the lounge chair behind him began to press his way deeper inside Joey's canal. As Brandon deepened his penetration, he moved up, so that he was more above Joey than behind him. This allowed Alex a better angle to continue lubricating his own asshole. Alex took his cue quite correctly, and taking the bottle of lube, allowed some of the gel to drip into his lover's crack. He then began to work the lube into Brandon in just the same manner he had done to Joey minutes before. Brandon eased back a little and coaxed Joey to lay down flat on his stomach below him. This way it would make it easier for Alex to get on top and mount him as he continued his sexual journey into Joey. When Joey finally added himself completely into the mix, the added weight on top of him as Alex slowly guided himself into Brandon made him a bit uncomfortable. Once Alex was inside though, he stayed positioned above Brandon on his hands and knees, resting his weight there, instead of on the boys underneath him. This allowed Brandon's motions, thrusting his hips as he fucked Joey's ass to also work Alex's dick in and out of him at the same time. Alex found this exciting and stimulating, but not so much as Brandon did. Having his dick burying itself in their cute friend, while his lover's penetrated him was driving him wild. He clenched up his ass cheeks involuntarily as he came into Joey, gripping Alex's dick inside his anal canal. This had the effect of setting Alex off inside him just seconds after he had deposited his own seed inside Joey. After their nearly simultaneous orgasms, both boys collapsed, their combined weight now resting on top of Joey. Joey's discomfort with their combined weight on top of him did not allow them to stay this way long though, he had to ask them to get off of him. When all three boys got up they looked at the towel Joey had been laying on - there was a large deposit of cum left there, as well as what was on his stomach. They were impressed. There was no secret now that Joey had cum while Brandon was fucking him... * * * Now, are there any guesses on which line in this chapter I recently used with MY boyfriend? Comments and feedback are welcome at t_macd@comcast.net (I will /try/ to all answer e-mails sent to me, but please realize that my job requires me to travel a great deal, so it might take a while and I don't promise to answer everyone), flamers will be ignored by me, but will meet with an untimely and horrible demise as the result of the curse of the old gypsy woman who lives across the lake from me, and has inexplicably taken a liking to me. Anger her at your own risk. If you would like to be notified by e-mail when new chapters of my stories are posted, please let me know, and I will add you to my notification list.