Date: Mon, 09 Apr 2007 13:54:26 -0500 From: Charles Hughes Subject: Dear Danny and James This story is fictional, depicting the relationship of three young friends, including their sexual experiences. If you are not 18 or if it is illegal for any reason to read such material, you should leave. Copyright 2007 Charles Hughes, all rights reserved. If you would like to copy the story, please, just ask. I try to respond to all email. the.empty.room@hotmail.com DEAR DANNY AND JAMES Dear Danny and James... That's the way I would start an email or letter -- if I only had address to send it. But I don't. And I miss these wonderful guys a lot. I first met them when they were 13. They weren't even in high school yet - it was the summer after their 8th grade year. My mom and dad had just gotten a divorce, and mom got a job in another town. I moved with her. I want nothing to do with my dad. She was already working and had left me with half of the last haul-it-yourself trailer to unload. I didn't really mind; she had enough worries right now. It was hot and I was just wearing some cut-offs and a tank top, getting some sun on those muscles that I'd been trying to develop. As I carried a box into the house I noticed a couple of guys riding by on their bikes. A little bit later as I came out for another load, the same two guys rode down the street, and this time they pulled in and braked right next to the trailer. "Hi," they said in unison. "Hi," I responded. "We wondered who would be moving in here," the taller of them said. "Oh, I'm Danny." "I'm James," the other one chimed in. "And I'm Mike," I said. "Yeah, me and my mom are moving in. I've trying to get the last of these boxes in the house before she gets home this afternoon." "Want some help?" James asked. "Well, sure. That would be great," I said. The guys were really nice looking boys. Actually, they were very good looking. I had begun noticing things like that. They were in shorts, too, and they looked like they spend a lot of time on their bikes -- that's a good workout, too. Most of the boxes were for my room, and when we got done I got some cokes and we sat down to cool off. We'd been chatting off and on while we worked, and these guys seemed really nice. They offered to help unpack some of the boxes, and since I had a lot of tapes and DVDs I appreciated the help. That's when it happened. I'd completely forgotten I had stuffed the few gay magazines I'd managed to get into the bottom of one of those boxes. I think it was James who pulled them out. He didn't say anything, but he held them so Danny could see what they were. That's when I saw what he was holding. "Oh, shit," I said. "Look, guys, I'm sorry, but...Oh geeze! Ah..." Danny had a lot more guts than I would have had in the situation. "Hey, it's okay, Mike. We're gay, too. James and me." I couldn't believe it. But I remembered the way they had looked at each other sometimes, he way they'd... Well, I don't know. I was hardly experienced at it myself! I told them I wasn't really out. My mom knew and didn't especially like it, but she was okay with it. Nobody else. They told me they weren't out, either. "Our folks would kill us," Danny said. "And they'd never let us see each other any more," James added. It seems that during the school year they spent almost every weekend together, one sleeping over at the other's house -- but only on the condition from their parents that they got all their homework done and their grades kept up. And Danny said the sweetest thing. "He's the brother I always wanted. And more. I love him, and I don't know what I'd do if I couldn't see him." They joined hands for a minute, and James kissed Danny on the cheek. Damn. We'd just gotten to know each other, and these guys were already so comfortable they could show that kind of affection in front of me. I felt such a shot of pain in my heart. It was worse than envy. I just felt...so...alone. Dear Danny and James... That's how I'd start it; then I'd say something about how much I admired them for their openness to each other - and for their immediate acceptance of me. Within a few days we'd really gotten to know each other pretty well. In fact, Danny told me that was how they had met in the first place. James had just moved to town, and Danny met him. He showed him around town as they biked places together, and they became good friends. That was a couple of years ago. Then it developed into something a lot deeper than friendship. Things became a little more personal one afternoon when we were looking at some of those magazines. "Hey, Mike. You know, you've got as hot a body as some of these guys." I think that was James. They'd actually said stuff like that before. As it turned out, I like to bike, too, and we spent some time just riding around and goofing off in those first few weeks. We usually went in shorts and without shirts. I thought the guys were pretty hot, myself. They were both lean with strong shoulders and tight waists. Their legs were strong from all their riding. They'd tease me about my pecs and and biceps (which pleased me, actually), and I'd shoot something right back at them about their cute asses. And I wasn't kidding. We were in just our shorts when James said that in my bedroom. Maybe we were sort of horny, anyway. I guess we were. Well, we always were, I guess. I was always more than a little envious of them. They could go to one of their houses and be together, and all I could do was go to bed and jack off. All right, I thought about them a lot when I did that. I already said I thought they were hot-looking. Anyway, when James said that I got up and acted like a dope, posing and parading around. Trying to make muscles and look sexy. They were urging me on, and I started a little dance to their clapping. "Yea, dude. Show us what you got," Danny said, clapping a little faster. I really got carried away. Either that or I was really, really horny. I unsnapped my shorts and made a show of pulling them down slowly. I'd forgotten that I was wearing my light blue bikini briefs. Or maybe I hadn't forgotten and was really showing off, I don't know. Anyway, when I kicked my shorts aside I was showing pretty much what I had. When I looked down I could see my hardon was obvious. So were the couple of wet spots. And that embarrassed me. "Oh, geeze, guys...what am I doing here..." I was sort of laughing, more nervous now. ""Hold it," Danny said. "Don't feel that way. Look, you're...well...a sexy looking guy, Mike. We both think so -- right, James?" James nodded with a grin on his face. He was stroking his crotch. I'd always been able to tell when the guys were hard, and when I checked Danny, he was, too. "I need to stroke it, guys," James said quietly. He didn't wait for anybody else. He undid his shorts and pulled them down and off. Before his briefs were off, Danny was naked, too. Suddenly, I looked like the prude in the room. So I shucked my briefs, too. Other than in a shower room at school, it was the first time I'd been naked with other guys. My cock was about six inches then, I think. I was really impressed with them. They were three years younger than me, but they both had at least five and a half, maybe even more. They didn't have a lot of pubic hair, but then, they were only 13. They were both sitting on the edge of the bed, their hard dicks pointing up. I suddenly had the thought that they were a couple of the...well, most beautiful guys I'd ever seen. Not just physically, but everything. They were really sweet guys, so much fun, and now so very sexy. I don't think anybody said anything else. We just started jerking our dicks. I couldn't take my eyes off of them. Damn. I'd just never watched guys who were naked and jacking off knowing that somebody was watching them. And I'd never jacked off with anyone before. We were all so horny, it didn't take us very long to shoot. I usually shot pretty good the first time, and my rope of cum jumped clear across to the bed and landed on the floor right in front of them. I don't remember which one of them shot first. I just remember three cocks shooting out ropes of cum toward each other at almost the same time. I had to sit down when my cock finished oozing. I was so jealous when Danny and James licked their cum from each other's fingers. But that was what really broke the ice as far as my being completely open with them. I told them how I felt, the envy and all that. I told them how lonely I had always been, how I'd felt there was just no one I could enjoy myself with. How I was afraid to even come on to a guy. I guess I sounded pretty pitiful. I didn't mean to, but I got kind of emotional about it. Danny was the one who moved over to me first. We'd always refrained from touching each other. I mean, Danny and James touched each other sometimes, but I wasn't in on that. But he put his arm around my shoulder. "Look, Mike, we're your friends. We think you're a pretty cool guy. I know it's not what you really want and all...I mean, a great looking guy like you, you're bound to find somebody." Danny's arm around me felt so nice. Without another word, that sweet guy just kissed my cheek lightly. I'd never been touched like that, kissed like that. It brought tears to my eyes. Danny said, "Mike, we're buddies, all of us. Look, James and I have talked about it. There are things we can do together, all of us, if you want." He slid his other hand onto my thigh. Of course, I was hard again. James came over and sat on the other side of me, his thigh touching mine. He squeezed my arm a little. "We like you, Mike," he said. "Me and Danny...well, we're in love. But we like you, too. No reason we can't be friends together." And he slid his hand across my thigh and gently moved it around my cock. Dear Danny and James... I'd start it like that, and then I'd say something about how maybe I loved them both a little right then. I wound up lying in the center of my double bed with one of them on each side of me. Their hands moved all over me, from my knees to my shoulders. Four hands touching everything I had, spending a lot of time on my cock and balls and nipples. I just closed my eyes. If I had died at that moment, I would have died happier than I had ever been before in my life. I started to say something at one point, and Danny kissed me on my lips to stop me. He held his finger over my lips a moment and just shook his head. I think they had planned all this out. They each took a nipple and fingered it, flicking their fingers and pinching a little. Then they sucked them, and I almost went through the ceiling. At the same time their hands were caressing my chest and belly. Somebody's fingers were stroking across my six-pack. They kissed down my sides. I felt a hand and a tongue on my cock. Then another hand and another tongue on my balls. They were both licking me. I don't think I had ever been that hard, that turned on. I finally had to see it. I looked down and saw Danny on my dick, his tongue slowly licking up and down my shaft. He was on his knees, and his own dick was hard and hanging down heavily. James was on my other side, on his knees. I couldn't see his dick, but the curve of his lovely ass made my cock flex. His face was buried between my legs. When Danny slipped his mouth over my cockhead, I shuttered. I was afraid I'd cum right away, and I didn't want that yet. I think Danny understood; he licked my cockhead in his mouth and then pulled it out. James started sucking one of my balls then. I had a big bush, but I didn't have a single hair on my balls. I'd always liked the silky feel of them, and the thought of having them inside James' hot mouth made my cock lurch again. I don't know who was taking the lead, but they both pulled away about the same time. Still stroking my cock and balls, then grinned down at me. "You want to suck us, Mike?" Danny asked. "It's okay; we talked about it. You can if you want to." Did I want to suck the dicks of these two sexy guys? Did I want to suck the guys who'd just gotten me harder than I'd ever been in my life? My grin was answer enough. They lay down, and somehow we arranged ourselves so they were next to each other, and I was beside James. I was on my knees and leaned in to take his cockhead into my mouth. It was the first taste of cock I'd ever had. It was almost indescribable. So hot and wet... Hard and soft at the same time... I think I was shaking a little when I let his cock slip out and leaned over a little farther to suck on Danny. James' dick scraped against my belly as I leaned to take Danny's cockhead into my mouth. I sucked and licked turning my head just a bit so I could look into his eyes the entire time. I felt James's hand against my belly and realized he was stoking his dick slowly. So I returned to him. He opened his legs so I could stroke his balls at the same time, and I was rewarded with a long groan. My other hand fumbled over to Danny, and I found his balls and played with them. I suddenly wanted to eat those balls. I moved down on James and sucked one of his balls into my mouth. They were sliky smooth, so hot. When I moved over to Danny's balls, his legs were wide open. I took one of his balls into my mouth and licked my tongue all over it. I opened my mouth wider and sucked in the second ball. I was eating him while my hand was stroking the hard dick above my head. Danny was moaning and pushing his groin down toward my mouth. I could feel James' hand stroking my thigh and ass. I needed cock, and I quickly moved to Danny's cockhead. He pulled away for just a moment. "We talked, Mike," he said quietly. "We agreed. If you want to suck us off, that's okay. Or just jack us off. Whatever you want. The only thing, Mike, is that we...we fuck each other, Mike. And we need to save that just for each other. Okay?" They fuck? I suddenly had the image of these two naked guys with their hard dicks sliding in and out of their asses... My god! They fuck, too! "I understand..." I managed to get out. "And I want to suck you guys in the worst way..." "Suck me, dude," James said in a husky voice. I did. I moved back over to him and knelt between his legs. I slipped his cock into my mouth and felt it at the back of my throat. I moved up and down on that hard cock slowly, feeling his cockhead hit my soft palate each time I lowered my face. My hand was on his balls. James started groaning loudly, and I began to move faster on his dick. "Suck it...yeah, Mike...o fuck...mmmm..." His cock stiffened in my mouth, and I knew I was going to get my first taste of somebody else's cum. "Ooooooooo...fuck...oooooooooooooooooooooo..." James almost howled as he came. He shot into the back of my throat, and I had to swallow to keep from gagging. I let his cockhead slip back a bit, and I swallowed everything he gave me, then licked and cleaned his cockhead. He was breathing heavily when I let his dick slip out of my mouth. I licked my lips and ran my tongue around my mouth, tasting his cum. "Oh, dude, that was nice..." James moaned softly. I wanted more. I needed more. I got between Danny's legs then, and I went to work like the sex-hungry teen I was. I licked and sucked the sides of his shaft and all over his balls before I took his cockhead in. I pushed my face down on him and felt his hairs against my nose. I sucked as I lifted up again. "Yessssss...yessssssss..." Danny hissed his approval. His cock was a little thicker, and his cockhead filled my mouth a little more, but I wanted everything he could give me. I knew nothing about cocksucking; I just knew I loved it. I held his cockhead just inside my lips and licked all over it with my tongue. I felt James stroking my back, and his touch urged me on. Danny warned me with the tensing of his body, and I sucked more rapidly. "Aggggggg...uhhhhhhhhh...ahhhhhhhhhhhh..." He moaned as he shot his first volley. I was ready for him, and I swallowed, still moving rapidly on him. His second shot must have been more than his first; I felt the hot cream all over my tongue and the back of my throat. He shot again, and then his dick pulsed as he oozed out the last of his cum. I licked, tasted, and swallowed it all. Dear Danny and James... That's how I'd start. And then I'd say something about how wonderful their cocks tasted and how I'll never forget my first cocksucking experience. I was as winded as the guys when I let Danny's dick slide from my mouth. They moved aside a little, and let my collapse between them. I was on my belly, and in a little bit they were stroking my back and my ass. I felt my cock pressing into the mattress beneath me as it oozed precum. They knew. Their hands helped me roll over. Without a word, Danny went for my dick and licked all over my cockhead as he held it in his hand. James started sucking a nipple and pulling it gently with his teeth. I was writhing in need for release. Danny went completely down my shaft and back up again. James joined him, and I watched them take turns, alternating their riding my cock with their faces. I was making sounds I'd never heard before. Somebody's hand was rolling my balls. Somebody's hand was slipped under my ass and stroking my crack. They couldn't suck fast since they were alternating, and that just made the agony last longer. First one, then the other... Finally, I felt it beginning. I didn't need to tell them. Somehow I knew that. My eyes fastened on the mouths at my dick as I started to cum. "Ooooo fuuuuuuck...aaaaaaaaaaa..." Danny got my first shot, and James quickly replaced him on my cockhead. He wasn't quite fast enough, and my next shot hit his lips on the way into his mouth. Danny moved in, and the next rope landed on his cheek and tongue. James got the next one, all of it. Finally I couldn't hold my head up to watch any longer. I felt my cock pulsing with the last of my cum, and tongues were licking all over it. Finally, they moved away. I felt the bed shift as they lay down on either side of me. We just lay there a while, our shoulders touching and our legs moving against each other slightly now and then. Eventually, James sat up, then bent down to kiss me on the lips. He grinned as he watched Danny do the same. I don't remember what we said to each other then. I remember we got dressed, and there was a long group hug before they left. And I got to kiss each of them. I lay back down on the bed when they were gone. Wow. I was so totally exhausted. After that, we got together for sex every few days. We still rode our bikes all over the place and went to movies and other stuff. And days went by when I didn't see them at all. Especially weekends. A Friday or Saturday night was their time for each other. We never talked about that; it was just kind of an unspoken understanding. And it was always at my house that we had sex. Their houses were for them. We sucked and kissed and sometimes just lay on the bed touching each other. We talked a lot -- about being gay, about sex, about what might happen in the future. I envied them so much for having each other, and they knew that. But we never talked about that. I was so grateful for being included into their friendship, and they knew that, too. But I said it. Many times. That continued all summer and into the fall after school started. I was a junior that year, and they were freshmen. We didn't see as much of each other, but we managed to get together now and then. During my senior year I met a guy, and we hit it off together. It wasn't love, and we never pretended it was. But we had great sex together. Of course, I never told him about the guys. And the three of us still got together once in a while. When I graduated, my boyfriend went off to a college summer session. I was waiting until fall. So Danny and James and I could get together more often. They had really changed, grown up. They were 16 that summer, and they were two of the sexiest guys in school. And we had great times. Once, just before I left for college in August, we got together for what, I guess, we all knew would be the last time before I took off for the west coast. I think we were all kind of sad about that, especially me. I was sincerely happy for them that they had each other, and I made sure to tell them that. Then they said they wanted to share something. We'd talked enough that they knew I'd fucked with my senior year boyfriend. But they said they wanted to let me watch something no other person on earth had ever seen. They wanted to let me watch them make love. That was the way they put it, and I knew it included their fucking each other. They sucked me first, and I had a great cum. I sat in the chair playing with my cock as I watched them on the bed. They really were beautiful together. James lay on his back and put his legs on Danny's shoulders. Their cocks glistened with the wetness from their foreplay. Danny seemed huge as he poised at James' hole. Then he gripped James' hips a little tighter and lowered his cock. James opened for him. There was no hesitation. Danny's dick slid slowly in and down until the boys were locked so closely together they were almost mashing their balls. Then Danny began to fuck. James rose to meet him each time. They whispered to each other, and sometimes I could understand. It was so clear they loved each other very much. When it was time for Danny to cum, nothing was said. Danny began to move faster, driving his cock into his lover a little harder. James began to moan; I know his spot inside was being stroked by Danny's cockhead. They met together, separated, then met again. Danny's mouth dropped open, and he threw his head back. He made small grunts as he shot into James. And when he was done, he remained in place for a minute. Then he leaned down, and they kissed deeply. I realized that no one had said anything to me. No one had even looked at me. They were together, privately. It was though I wasn't even there. And they had given me the honor of watching a very private thing between them. They lay side by side for a little bit, kissing and stroking. Then Danny moved to the center of the bed as James knelt between his legs. Danny's strong, lean legs went over James' broad shoulders, and James leaned in to kiss his lover's hole. Then he placed his cock over it and leaned in. James' cock slid in as slowly as Danny's had. Danny grunted once as James's balls slapped against his ass. James just held still for a little bit as the guys looked into each other's eyes. Then James began to move. He steadily picked up his tempo, and he grunted little sounds as he fucked each stroke. Danny was smiling. James soon was ready to leave his cream in his lover, and his strokes became a little faster and harder. Danny was pushing back at him and making his little grunting sounds again. James sucked in his breath and let out a long moan as he started to cum. His cock moved fast in Danny's ass, and I could almost see it pulse as he pulled up and shoved back in. Watching his cock flash in and out of Danny's beautiful ass was such a turnon. I was hard and wet. James had a long cum and was grunting as he hit bottom each time. My cum shot out and flew out to land on the floor. James sighed deeply and kept his dick inside when he finished cumming. Then, as Danny had done, he leaned down, and the two lovers kissed deeply. They lay down together. I only then realized there were tears in my eyes. They were so beautiful together. Dear Danny and James... That's the way I'd start. Then I'd say something about how touched I was that they shared something so private and intimate with me, that our friendship was the most valuable thing in my life. We didn't really say goodbye before I left. We all knew I would be back for Christmas, and we'd get together then. It was the first part of December when it happened. It was like some evil power had plotted it all out. First, my mom lost her job. She called me, and she'd already made arrangements to move out here for another job. She already had an apartment. She thought she'd surprise me with it all. She sure as hell did. My first thought was of Danny and James. I felt terrible. I should have emailed them right away, as soon as I hung up the phone. But I just couldn't. Those first months in school were not a good time for me, and that was just something I couldn't do right away. Then, it was that weekend my computer crashed. I lost everything, including parts of two papers I'd been too stupid to save. And including my address book. I couldn't remember Danny's email. It had been his address I'd been using, and the guys would often be together there when they wrote me. I tried a few email addresses that seemed they might be the right ones, but they didn't work. Who memorizes email addresses? That's what an address book is for. And I was too stupid to save them otherwise. I'm not too proud to admit that I shed a few tears that night. Both things at the same time -- it was just too much. It was the school's fault that I had that problem, it turned out. It happened to several other people, too -- I never understood just why. But the school started using a whole new mail system, which meant I had a new address. Which the guys wouldn't know. And I had been too stupid to use one of those free email services. I had no way to get in touch with them. I didn't know their snail mail addresses. And they didn't know mine. It's been months now. Damn it, every time I think of losing them...I can't think about it too long at a time. Dear Danny and James... That's the way I'd start it. Then I'd say... I don't know. But this is how I'd sign it: Love, Mike