Date: Mon, 25 Mar 2019 09:42:01 +0000 (UTC)
From: pensievemind@aol.com
Subject: Jay-Mond Chapter 1

JAY -MOND:  CHAPTER ONE


	"Holy crap, dude, you really got tanned!"

	I stood on the front porch, looking at my single best friend as he
held the door open, clad only in pair of royal blue boxer briefs.  Jay had
once been the skinniest boy of my age I'd ever seen, but having just turned
fifteen, that skinniness really played in his favor as he'd passed into
puberty, and his muscles began to develop in all the right places.

	Now he had some youthful definition to his pecs, and a natural
looking four pack in his abdomen.  None of this was the result of any
particular concerted effort, but simply the normal athletic play of a
teenage boy, pick-up baseball and football, swimming, biking and the like.
The short, blond-ish hairs on his forearms, calves and ankles stood out
clearly against the deeply tanned skin, and his normally light brown hair
was full of natural highlights, no doubt the effect of the same sun that
had so deeply darkened his skin.

	"Hey, two weeks on the beach, dude," Jay shrugged.  "You should see
Mond.  He's even darker than me."

	Mond was Jay's little brother, younger by just over two years.  It
was hard to imagine him being darker, as his hair and skin was always
lighter than his older brother's.  I'd have thought he'd simply burn before
he'd ever really tan.

	Many would wonder about Mond's strange name.  It was, of course, a
nickname, which he preferred because their parents had named their younger
boy Raymond.  Neither he nor Jay liked being referred to as "Jay and Ray."
They had insisted that, at least among their peer groups, Raymond be called
Mond, the second half of his given name, which nearly always came out more
like "Mund."  All their friends had no problem going along, especially
considering how many nicknames existed among us anyway.  Older people,
referring to some comedian from decades before, still often called the boys
"Ray-Jay" when they were together, though neither the brothers nor their
friends understood the reference.

	"Get in here before the whole street sees me in my underwear," Jay
snorted, stepping aside to let me in and closing the door behind me.
"Sorry, I woke up late today," he explained.  "C'mon upstairs and I'll get
ready to go."  He had a serious case of bedhead, the hair on the right side
of his head sticking up at all sorts of curious angles.  Unlike me and most
of our friends, Jay always had his hair carefully combed, never buying into
the casual tousled look most of us sported.  He even used a spray to lock
it in place, and took great offense if someone ever purposely messed it up.

	I followed Jay up the stairs, unable to avert my gaze from his firm
butt flexing in the tight boxer briefs.  He'd know I'd be enjoying the
view, since I'd often told him how much I liked his butt.  Jay and I had
taken our friendship to a new level almost a year before, discovering the
joys of boy on boy sex.  We'd gone through all the stages, from just
showing our dicks to one another, to jacking off together, to playing with
each other's dicks.  This soon enough led to sucking each other off and,
during a sleepover the previous Christmas break, we'd graduated to anal
sex.

	Much of this was, at first, made more difficult to accomplish since
Jay and Mond shared a bedroom.  It seemed that we'd just get started when
the twelve year old would be banging on the locked bedroom door, demanding
to be let in.  "It's my room, too, y'know," he'd squeak in his
pre-pubescent soprano, as Jay and I quickly pulled our clothes on.

	But almost inevitably, one night when their parents were out, Jay
forgot to lock the door, and Mond walked in to find Jay with his hard cock
lodged in my ass, as my head resting on my forearms on a pillow.  Too
frightened to react, Jay and I simply froze, presenting God only knows what
sort of image to the young boy's eyes.  Actually, I should say the young
boys' eyes, as his little friend Tony, who'd been invited to spend the
night, was peering over Mond's shoulder.

	"I knew it!" Mond exclaimed triumphantly, turning back to his
friend.  "I told you they were boyfriends!"  Tony simply stared, apparently
too stunned to respond.

	Ignoring our embarrassment, Mond stepped into the room and,
pointing in the general direction of my ass, in which Jay's softening dick
was still embedded, asked, "Can we watch?"  I heard Jay gasp at this
bizarre request while I simply remained petrified.  "Don't worry, we'll get
naked, too!"  I turned my face (which until that moment was facing the
window) towards him, and saw Mond almost frantically pulling off his
clothes.  "C'mon, Tony," he encouraged his friend. "We don't need to be
embarrassed with them now."

	In under a minute, Mond had stripped to the skin, his young four
inch boner sticking up from his crotch.  After another prod from Mond, Tony
also slowly removed his clothes, but only presented a semi in his hairless
middle.  With absolutely no shame, Mond walked up to the bed and stared at
his brother's crotch, still pressed against my butt.

	"That looks so cool," he said quietly and reverently.  "Does it
hurt, Paul?"  For some reason, I was shocked to hear him speak my name,
though it must have mostly been due to my compromising situation, and his
intense scrutiny of his brother's cock inside of me.

	"N-no," I nearly moaned, sure that my entire body was blushing
pinkly.  "N-not anymore."

	"Cool," Mond said quietly, sounding as if he'd just seen someone
pull off an awesome skateboard move.  "So what do you do now?" he asked
Jay.  "I mean, you have to move it around, right?"  When Jay didn't answer,
Mond simply said, "G' on, show us how you do it."

	By that time, I could see that Tony, who had stepped up next to
Mond, was as hard as his friend, and was fingering his cock, which was
pretty much as long as Mond's.  As with so many American boys, we were all
circumcised.  When Mond noticed his friend's hardon, he reached behind Tony
and was clearly rubbing the other boy's ass.  As embarrassed as I'd been, I
also felt my cock harden quickly and completely, realizing the two twelve
year olds must have been been intimate with one another before.  Mond
seemed to lack any modesty whatsoever, and so I'd seen him naked quite a
few times in the past.  I often entertained fantasies of what it might be
like to lie naked with him and explore his smooth body.  Then after Jay and
I had begun butt fucking, I wondered how Mond's cute little round ass would
feel against my crotch as my cock pushed inside.

	Not sure what was going through Jay's mind, there was no denying
that his dick had hardened again.  Now incredibly turned on to show the two
youngsters how older boys have sex, I pushed back against Jay, encouraging
him to start fucking me again.  I heard him take a couple deep but quick
breaths, and then felt him pulling out a bit, and them shoving himself back
in.  I watched Mond's and Tony's faces as Jay re-established a rhythm,
pressing himself against my ass with each thrust.

	Mond reached over and took hold of Tony's dick, stroking him
slowly.  Soon Tony was returning the favor, though neither of them turned
their eyes away from Jay's dick plowing into me.  It wasn't long before Jay
began panting, and with three or four long thrusts, unloaded his balls far
up my ass.  After Jay pulled himself out of me, he and I flopped onto our
backs to catch our breath.  With my eyes closed, I suddenly felt a soft
hand grasping my dick.  I looked down and was shocked to see Mond feeling
me up.

	"Mond, stop that!" Jay said angrily, causing his little brother to
jerk back.

	"It's cool, dude," I smiled.  "I don't mind him touching it."

	"Well, he should at least ask first," Jay huffed.

	"Sorry," Mond said.  "I didn't think it was bad."

	"It wasn't, little dude," I smiled at him.  "Actually, it's kinda
nice.  G'on then," I added, nodding down toward my dripping boner.

	Mond and Tony both explored my cock, and then Jay's, after it had
re-inflated.  They asked all sorts of questions about what we did with each
other.  They revealed to us that they had done both hand jobs and blow
jobs, but had never tried fucking.  They had, however, stuck their fingers
in each other's asses, but hadn't known about lube, so they didn't get much
from it.  Both boys' eyes widened when we told them about rimming, making
sure to warn them about making sure their assholes were very clean before
trying it.  We explained how to use the pulsating massage setting on the
hand held shower head, while holding their assholes as wide open as they
could.  We also told them it was a lot easier when a friend helped, which
caused both boys to giggle again.

	All in all, it was both one of the most bizarre and most enjoyable
evenings in all of my fifteen years.  Our young audience watched as later I
took my turn in Jay's tight hole, with him on his back and his thighs on my
shoulders.  I could feel Mond's hand on my ass as I fucked his big brother,
and for some reason it made me even more voracious.  I pumped hard, again
wondering how tight Mond's ass might be, and soon unloaded myself into the
older brother's bowels.

	After that night, visiting Jay took on a whole new dimension.
Though we still had to hide our more lascivious activities from his
parents, we never had to wait until Mond was out with friends or busy
elsewhere to relieve our desires.  In fact, Mond even liked to participate
from time to time.  He'd sucked my cock, and giggled as I'd caressed and
licked his smooth, skinny body.  I could clearly remember sucking on his
four inches, and enjoying the taste of his sperm-less semen shooting into
my mouth.  Jay was a bit squicked about doing anything beyond hand jobs
with his little brother, but seemed OK with watching me do so.