Date: Tue, 25 Jul 2006 21:01:40 -0400 From: Terrance MacDonald Subject: Brandon and Alex 08 This is the third story that I've written to completion 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 enjoy it. My first was `The House on Lora Avenue' (May 26, 2006) and the second was `Chris and Aaron' (June 01, 2006) which are posted in the High School section. The two main characters 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 and pre-teen boys - and you are cautioned that there are elements of bondage contained in this story, so if you aren't supposed to be looking at things like this wherever you live or this makes you squeamish, please either leave this story/site now and/or move to a place where things like this are acceptable. Once again, I would like to thank my good friend, Mike Arram for being my editor and proof-reader on this story, as well as another friend, Dave that has been offering some really helpful assistance. 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 the disclaimers at the beginning. 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 at mailto:t_macd@comcast.net. * * * Brandon and Alex Chapter Eight Paolo was giving his plans to `get even' with Michael some serious thought after the two younger boys went up to Alex's room after they got back to Alex's house. He had some pictures that Michael didn't know about, taken by the camera attached to the computer in his room. He knew Michael would find the pictures very embarrassing if anyone ever saw them. If he fixed them up a little with the photo editing program he had, maybe that could make them that much better, and more embarrassing. And Paolo knew just how to spread them around - a way that could never be traced back to him, or so he thought. Paolo was actually stroking himself as he thought about what he was going to do. This was really going to be a masterpiece even for him. Michael would learn that no one left Paolo, and he would learn it the hard way. The only thing Paolo wasn't thinking about was the long term - how this could really affect him later, and if he had only given it a little thought he would have certainly realized that it was going to affect him very deeply. This wasn't something that he was concerned about at the moment though. He had been spurned, and someone had to pay. * * * Bobby was enjoying the rub of Michael's leg against his. It was only their legs brushing together, but it was setting a slow fire burning inside him. He enjoyed it so much in fact, that the result became apparent in his running shorts after only a few minutes. This was not lost on Michael, and he could feel his own penis slowly beginning its inevitable rise. Bobby was hot. They had been sharing small talk for about twenty minutes now. At first Michael hadn't thought Bobby was cruising the park for boys, but now he was reconsidering that first impression. Bobby shifted his position a little, turning slightly toward Michael, a move which caused their legs to press together some more. Bobby had done it deliberately, but he couldn't help himself. Michael turned slightly toward Bobby and lay back, propping himself up on one elbow. This gave him just a little better view of the tent in Bobby's shorts, while helping to slightly disguise the rising bulge in his own. Michael wasn't used to making the first move with other boys, but then the only other boy he had ever been with was Paolo, so it certainly hadn't been necessary. He knew that this was going to be a big risk though. This kid went to the same school as he did, and if he wasn't receptive to the move Michael was contemplating, he could very easily be outted, and that wasn't a pleasant prospect at this point in his life. With a deep breath Michael cast caution to the winds. He reached out and placed a hand on Bobby's naked stomach. "Tell me the truth Bobby, Bobby Connor," Michael began. "You're out here scoping for guys aren't you?" Bobby had jumped slightly when a strong and warm hand began gently caressing his belly. He looked down, with a sort of sheepish expression on his face. His eyes were locked on the hand on his stomach. "Yeah," he admitted. "I am. I really haven't ever done this before though. I mean, this really is my first time." Bobby paused for a moment and then added, "I'm just sort of curious I guess." Michael didn't seem like a bad guy really, but he was the captain of the football team. Could he possibly be interested in other boys? Especially a guy like him, who was considered a geek? After all, Bobby's main interest was the computer club. "It's okay Bobby," Michael told him, sensing the boy's nervousness. "That isn't really the reason I came here today, it was just sort of an accident that I ended up here. I think it's pretty cool that we met though." Michael grinned as he started exploring Bobby's torso with his hand. Bobby looked over at Michael and grinned back, "Yeah, I think it's pretty cool too Michael." Now Bobby's hard-on was becoming uncomfortable, standing up and tenting out his shorts, and he was really feeling the need to adjust it. He reached a hand down, past Michael's hand and slid it under the elastic waistband of his running shorts. He made a quick adjustment, so his hard cock was now pointing straight up toward his `innie' bellybutton and then pulled his hand back out, letting it stop to rest on top of Michael's. He looked back at Michael again and grinned, "I had to adjust myself a little, it was getting a little uncomfortable down there," he told Michael. Michael had watched as Bobby ran his hand down into his shorts, and had gotten just the briefest glimpse of the younger boy's equipment as he made his little adjustment. He looked back up at Bobby's face just as Bobby had looked back over to him. Michael laughed a little and said "Yeah, I guess it did look like things were getting a little tight down there." The little nylon running shorts that Bobby was wearing didn't leave a lot to Michael's imagination, and it had in fact looked more than a little uncomfortable to him when Bobby's dick had been caught pressed tightly against the fabric, sticking straight up away from his body. "I would have done that for you, you know." "Done what?" Bobby asked. "Adjusted your tool," Michael answered and slid his had down for a very brief grope of Bobby's tool through the thin material of his shorts. Then he took a real chance, leaned over and gave Bobby a quick kiss on his lips. The risk was more that they were out in the open, in public than anything else. Anyone that was passing by could have seen them. What he didn't know is that there were in fact two pairs of eyes watching them. * * * When they got to Alex's room, Brandon and Alex stripped down and got into bed together. They were relishing this short time that they had to be together without the fear of their parents catching them in a `compromising moment.' They didn't have any idea what they might do with each other just then, they just wanted to be together. And they wanted to be together naked, in bed beneath the thin sheets on Alex's bed. They lay facing each other, each with his arms wrapped around the other boy, frequently sharing deep and passionate kisses. Alex reached one hand down, and slipped it between them. He found Brandon's dick, and started to rub it. "Yours is starting to get bigger, have you noticed?" Alex asked. "Of course it is silly," Brandon replied. "And it's going to get bigger still if you keep playing with it like that." "That isn't what I meant," Alex told him. "You're getting taller than me, and your dick is getting longer and bigger around than mine too." "Don't worry," Brandon told him. "You'll catch up soon enough. Besides, you'll always be older than me," Brandon reminded him. "Yeah, I am. That's why it's bothering me," Alex said. "Dude," Brandon said, "it's only three days. Don't be so hard on yourself. You know I don't care about any of that." Then he drew Alex in for another deep kiss. As they kissed, Brandon began grinding his crotch into Alex's, both leaking generous amounts of pre-cum, which was creating a wet spot on the sheet between them. Brandon rolled over onto his back, pulling Alex with him as he did, so that Alex was on top of him. "Can you reach the lube, Shorty?" Brandon asked, glancing over at the little bottle that Paolo had left there that morning after their last encounter. "Hey, it's only three inches," Alex said, referring to the difference in their height. "You better be ready to give me more than three inches," Brandon told him, giggling a little as he did so. "Oh you'll get more than three inches alright," Alex giggled back as he gave Brandon a quick kiss and then reached for the lube. * * * After the kiss, Bobby reached over and mimicked Michael's rubbing on his stomach. He was now grinning broadly at Michael. Bobby was no longer unsure about Michael - initially he had been concerned that the older boy might be in the park as a ploy to roll queers - but after seeing the look in Michael's eyes a few moments ago he was sure that this wasn't the case. His sense was that this boy was kind and gentle and wasn't going to do anything to hurt him. Bobby wanted things to go farther though, so he let his hand slip farther down Michael's abdomen. He was hoping that Michael would follow suit and he did. Their hands were now at the elastic waistband of each other's shorts, rubbing back and forth across each other's stomachs. It was Michael who finally broke the ice and ventured farther south. He slipped his fingers just barely under the running shorts Bobby was wearing, fully expecting to find a pair of briefs underneath. He was surprised, although not disappointed only to encounter more of Bobby under the thin material of the running shorts. Someone else - another boy - had just touched Bobby's penis for the first time, and it jumped at the attention. Bobby followed Michael's lead, allowing his fingers to slip lower under the waistband of the longish, basketball style mesh shorts that Michael was wearing. When his fingers hit the briefs that Michael was wearing underneath, he pressed down a little more, getting his fingers inside and finally reaching his prize. There, he had done it; he'd touched another boy's dick now too. Bobby and Michael looked longingly into each other's eyes as their fingers lightly grazed over and around each other's dicks. Slowly, their faces moved together and when their lips met, they parted. As their tongues met, Michael brought both hands up. Putting one on either side of Bobby's face, he rolled over on top of him. Their bare chests rubbed together as they shared a very deep and passionate kiss. When they broke apart, Bobby was panting heavily, out of breath. "Dude, you need to learn to breathe through your nose when you do that. I don't want to suffocate you sometime," Michael said. Bobby giggled slightly and said "I guess I just got a little excited." Then, thinking about what Michael had said, he added, "Sometime? You mean we'll do this again?" "Oh yeah," Michael told him. "As often as you want. We should really go someplace more private though." "We can go to my house," Bobby told him. "My parents won't be back until late tonight." Michael looked down at the boy he was laying on top of. He smiled and silently nodded his consent. Then the boys got up and walked toward Michael's car, holding hands as they went. The two pairs of eyes were still on them as they walked away. "I bet they're gonna go have sex." "Of course they are, stupid." * * * Alex reached the bottle of lube, and sat up straddling Brandon and pushing the sheet back off of them. "So who's going to go first Bran?" he asked. "I am," Brandon replied. "That is, I want you inside me first. Let me roll over so you can get the goo in me." "Oh, I'm going to get some goo in you," Alex replied, smiling as he lifted his body up a little. "Jeez, Alex, I meant the lube," Brandon said as he rolled over. "Scoot back a little, let me get my butt up for you." As Alex moved back, Brandon raised up on his knees, presenting his backside to Alex. Alex wasted no time squirting the lube into his crack and working it into the cavity that greeted him there. As Alex squirted more of the slippery liquid out onto his fingers to work into Brandon's crevice, he noticed that on the bottle it said that it was strawberry flavored. `Strawberry flavored,' he thought to himself. `That seems a little weird.' But the thought stayed in the back of his mind. After he had worked two fingers in and out of Brandon for a few minutes both boys were ready for Alex to move on. Alex used both hands to spread Brandon's cheeks apart, and much to Brandon's amazement he rolled up his tongue and used it for his next penetration into Brandon's waiting hole. He licked and sucked around Brandon's hole for about five minutes, and when he finally brought his head back up Brandon asked him, "What made you think of doing that Alex?" "The bottle said that it was strawberry flavored, so I thought I'd try it out. Did you like it?" "OH YEAH! That was fantastic. So, did it taste like strawberries?" Brandon asked. "A little bit," Alex said and giggled a little. "Mostly it tasted like butt hole." "Oh come on," Brandon said. "I'm tired of waiting... I want you in me, Alex." With that Alex moved up behind Brandon and slowly eased himself inside his young lover. They made love with pure passion, stopping every so often just long enough to change positions. They coupled in every conceivable pose and posture for nearly twenty minutes before Brandon, who was now on his back, bent over so that his knees were by his ears and furiously jacked himself until he shot his load. His position caused him to spray his semen all over his neck and face. Movements later Alex came inside him. As they lay together basking in the afterglow of their sexual encounter, Alex licked the cum from his lover's face and neck, oftentimes just giving him a gentle kiss as he did so. Alex had wanted Brandon to take him too that afternoon, but after the session they had just experienced, both needed a little rest to recharge first. * * * 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.