Date: Fri, 12 Apr 2013 07:45:32 -0700 From: Jay roberts Subject: "Three Kids in a Triangle, Part Two" by Jay Roberts Gay Young Friends "Three Kids in a Triangle, Part Two" by Jay Roberts Gay Young Friends I walked with Billy to our first class on Friday, the day following that stuff with me wanking Billy. "This afternoon?" I said with a smirk. "Cant," he said with that cute blush that mean something was not being told. I made my face in a questioning look. "Practice." I said okay but he obviously lied. There is no practice on Friday afternoon and besides, how come he didn't suggest the weekend. He walked away, slowly, as if he wanted me to call him back. Something was up. Just then, as I was standing there, evil Dean came up to me. He gave me that window shade eye look. You know up and down, especially down in the lower regions of my pants. Of course my treacherous prick started to fatten up. Yeah, he noticed and gave two "ha has." "You busy today?" "No why?" "You're not seeing Billy, in your club house?" "No." He made that annoying noise which is spelled "tsk tsk." and strolled away, giving me a nice shot of his perky muscular ass. I walked home slowly, my mind whirling. First off I was kinda feeling hot over the sudden attention from sexy Dean, the boy everyone panted over. Secondly I was still confused about Billy's suddenly being busy. But I went home and decided to do my homework right then so I'd be free for the weekend. As I finished, and my mind was free of that shit, it began to think about Billy. I almost smacked my forehead as I realized that Dean referred to our Club House. How did he know about that.? I grabbed a handful of cookies and made my way over to Billy"s garage. Now this is a minor fact to tell but the hinges of the door to the garage squeaked like a dog whose foot had been stepped on. Finally I got some Petroleum Jelly and put it on each of the three hinges and smiled proudly at the success. That was a few days ago. I thought of that when I got in front of the closed door. I could hear sounds through it as it opened silently thanks to the greasing. I pushed the side door open a little. It made no noise and I peered in. My eyes had to get used to the dim light inside after being in the bright sun but soon I made out a tableau you wouldn't believe. There was Billy, on his back, his eyes squeezed tight with his two handsome legs up in the air. He looked like a whore being fucked. On top was Dean pushing in and out and saying some nasty things to my friend, like "Come on girl, get with it. You have to cum with me, otherwise you're goin' regret it." Billy was just wailing away, either in pain or passion, I couldn't tell. Then to add more awful thing to the moment, Dean caught sight of me and winked and made a motion for me to come closer. I almost puked, especially because I saw my jar of jelly open. They had used it. I slipped out of that hellish sight and shaking like I had a fever, I dragged my feet, one in front of the other, back to my house. "No, I'm not hungry," I said to my mom and went up to my room and crashed on the bed. Now I'm embarrassed to say that I fell asleep. I guess my distress was just drama. The true shock with seeing that sort of sex with my friend and I wasn't in on it. He had jumped ahead to pretty advanced stuff and left me behind. So, no more shock, now I was just angry. I did the whole act by not calling him on the weekend and ignoring him in school. I did that turn the face away thing like I saw in the movies. Finally he stopped trying to get to talk to. me and make nice. Maybe I carried this on too long, my dick thought so and if it could talk, it might have said, "Dope, you just threw away our feel goody boy." Just when I thought I might just go home and wipe one off, I felt a piece of paper in my pocket. Hey sneaky Billy snuck it in. I opened it and read: I'LL BE THERE AFTER SCHOOL WAITING. I was very pleased. I definitely planned on being there, of course I have to make him beg and that'll be part of the fun. I couldn't wait for school to be over. I rush home, dropped off my books and headed for Billy's. I had no chance of trying out the hinges as the door was partly ajar. I peered in fearing that Dean, the punk was there, but instead Billy was alone, just inside the door. Did I act mad? Did I give me a piece of my mind? No. What I did was to throw my arms around him and he did the same to me. He kissed me on my neck. That was nice. Then are voices tumbled out over each other's. I guess he heard my question, "How was it?" He stopped his babble and answered slowly. "It was a little rough. Not too nice. It's not for us." I let it drop but grinned evilly at Billy. "You owe me something." He went over to the couch and pointed at it. "Sit!" like I was a dog. I did and he surprised me by kneeling down in front of my knees, separating them and pulling my jean buttons open in one pull. "Whatcha doin'?" . "I'm goin' to give you a wank--but with my lips." Whoa, that hit me like a ton of bricks. Even though he hadn't started, my eyes were whirling and my mouth was gaping. I looked down to see his very excellent wide tongue sticking out and he swiped my piss slit. From then on, it was a roller coaster ride with me mewling like a baby and Billy humming away happily in his task. I'm a heavy pre cummer and he had plenty to slurp up and murmur "Yum" like he was a food critic. How I loved this guy and this moment. If he asked me for all my college money, I'd give it to him gladly as long as he kept up this delicious sucking and licking. He stopped. I looked down. He said, with wet dripping lips "You like?" "It's so good, but don't stop, I already brimming." I had one had on each of his fine ears and my legs were lifting and lowering in a fuck motion. He sucked harder, I dripped more. Suddenly I howled out that I was cumming. He backed up slightly and I fired a volley. He drank it and he drank the second and third. Finally I reached that stage were his continuing to suck was just too painful on my tired prick and I took my foot and put it on his chest and pushed. He rolled back and landed on his back, laughing. "You want me to...?" "Too late," he said, pointing to the puddle on the floor. As I pulled my pants up I felt called upon to rate the day. "It was a happy day for me. You got talent dearie." "I know I do. Next time we're gonna take you on a test flight." I asked Billy seriously. "What's the situation with you and Dean." "Dean who?" End of story