Date: Sat, 25 Sep 1999 01:27:55 GMT
From: Joe Camp <idc90@hotmail.com>
Subject: Brad Moved In

Brad Moved In
Codes: M/T (anal, oral)
By: Joe Camp
    idc90@hotmail.com


  Warning: The following story is a work of fiction. It is a fantasy. It
never happened, except in the author's imagination. This story contains sex
between a man and a teen boy. The author does not encourage or condone sex
between adults and children.

  If you are underage, or this is illegal where you are, you already
know what your supposed to do. If this kind of story turns you off, find
something else.

  Fiction and Real Life: This story is all fiction. The characters in this
story engage in unprotected sex. That's not real life if you want to live to
old age. The characters are a product of my imagination, and can't catch
anything unless I want them to. Any resemblance of characters to an actual
person is purely coincidental.

  The author retains the copyright of this story.  Placing this story on a
web site without the authors permission is a violation of that copyright.

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Brad Moved In


  I guess it started the afternoon Jimmy first brought him over.
Jimmy was my 16 year-old next door neighbor. He had known I'm
gay for a few years. He is straight, but we have never had a
problem talking about sex.

  Jimmy had things pretty well figured out by the time he was 12.
He suspected I was gay and when he asked me one day, I didn't
deny it. Except at work, I've never tried to hide the fact. No, I
came out while I was still just a kid in high school. I keep it
quiet at work, as I have seen what some parents do when they find
out there is a gay teacher in the school.

  Anyway, it wasn't long before Jimmy was telling me about the
girls he was dating, and we talked about the men I was seeing.
He would come over the morning after I had had company, and slyly
ask if I had gotten any. I knew the first time he got inside a
girl's panties just before his 13th birthday.

  Don't get the wrong idea. Our friendship wasn't about sex. We
never touched each other, just talked. No, ever since he was a
little kid, Jimmy had been coming to me for help. When he was 5
it was about his trike. Once he started grade school, I helped
him with his homework. It was just natural for him to come to me.
I teach the 6th grade. When he graduated to bikes, I was the one
to show him how to adjust the chain. Later, we stuck our heads
under the hood of his car.

  It was just a few weeks until the end of school when Jimmy
brought Brad over and introduced us. Brad can only be described
as a Boy Babe! When Jimmy said they needed to ask me something,
I could tell it was serious, as Brad sat there hanging his head.

  Jimmy told me Brad didn't have anywhere to stay that night. He
had spent the last night at Jimmy's house, but Jimmy's folks had
said he could only spend one night until he got things straightened
out with his parents. He had been spending the night at different
friend's houses, but he had run out of places to stay.

  I asked Brad what had happened with his parents, and he told me
his dad had found some gay photos on his hard drive. Brad quickly
assured me he was a virgin. His dad had taken a baseball bat and
smashed the computer as he screamed he wouldn't have any queers in
his house.

  When his father had looked at him and Brad had seen the anger
in his eyes, he was afraid his dad might hit him with the bat. He
had run from the house, with his mother running after him. She
had grabbed him in a hug on the sidewalk, telling him to stay with
a friend until his dad cooled down. That was five days earlier, and
his dad was still raging.

  Yes, I thought about how it would look. I knew what people
could make of it if they wanted to. A 16 year-old gay kid staying
with a 40 year-old gay man. Yeah, I knew what it would look like.
But what was I supposed to do? The kid needed help. I couldn't
just send him away when he and Jimmy both knew I had an extra
bedroom. I told him he could stay while he got things settled with
his folks.

  I told him to call his mom and let her know where he was, but he
wanted to wait until his dad was at work. It wasn't until after
school the next day that I got to speak with her.

  She came over to the house with several boxes of Brad's clothing.
It concerned me a little. It looked as if she had cleaned out his
room. She was profuse in her thanking me for letting Brad stay, and
she assured me it would only be awhile until her husband cooled off.
Yes, I was sure she had cleaned out his room at home when I saw his
childhood toys in his new room.

  Brad had been at my house a little over a week, when I decided
we had to make some long range plans, assuming his father would
never allow him back home. I was surprised at myself to know I
wanted him to always be with me. His smile just lit up the
whole house. I was happier than I had ever been before, and I
knew I would miss him if he left.

  Strangely, the idea of having Brad live with me didn't bother me
at all. I had lived alone so long, that I thought having another
person in the house would brother me and cramp my style. After
the first few days of getting to know each other, it was nice. I
found myself looking forward to his bounding into the house as he
got home from school.

  I enjoyed seeing Brad and Jimmy sprawled out on the livingroom
floor as they did their homework. It was nice watching him blush
when Jimmy would tease him, asking him when he was going to
put the moves on a gay boy they knew at their school. Brad would
blush even deeper when Jimmy would just walk up and ask him if
he had gotten into my pants yet.

  Brad is a great kid. He is clean, helpful, polite, and didn't seem
to be into drugs or any of that stuff that messes up so many kids.
He likes classic rock, and is no trouble having around. I even
enjoyed it when he snapped me on the butt with a dish towel as
we cleaned the kitchen one night. Of course that led to a little
playful fight. Yeah, Brad could sometimes make me feel like I was
16 again.

   I knew he felt right at home the night he wandered into the
living room wearing nothing but his briefs. I didn't let it bother
me; he was just a kid. But I could tell he was packing more than a
lot of the men I know. I had to tell myself the kid that gets Brad
for a boyfriend would really be lucky. Not only is he well blessed
in the front, but he has one fine ass, as well as a great personality.

  I had made arraignments with some old friends at Christmas,
to go camping the second week school was out. Will and I had
been roommates in college, and we had had a sexual relationship
until he met his mate Charlie our senior year. Now, Will and
Charlie are just old friends. I know they are monogamous, and I
would never put the moves on either of them. Well, I decided
Brad would just have to go with us. I sure wasn't going to leave
him alone!  I called Will and explained the situation, and he said
to bring Brad along. We got his mom's permission for him to go to
West Virginia with me for two weeks. We got Brad a sleeping
bag and back pack, and I think he packed and unpacked it a dozen
times in the week before we left. It would be his first camping
trip.

  Yeah, I knew Brad was comfortable around me. The day I was
in the bathroom shaving and he came in and stripped for his
shower, didn't surprise me at all. I still couldn't help checking
out his fine body.

  Brad was about 5 feet 8 inches, about 140, maybe 145 pounds.
He wasn't buff, but not bad. Well defined chest with a hint of a
six pack. Good strong legs, and I couldn't help thinking about what
they would feel like wrapped around me. His plump dick must have
been 6 inches long as it lay limp over his fat heavy nuts.

  I couldn't help checking out his full firm butt as he turned
towards the shower. When he bent down to turn on the water, his
brown rosebud winked at me. Beautiful is the only way to describe
him. I had to quickly finish shaving and get out of there. It
didn't help any when Jimmy was over that afternoon and asked if
Brad and I had gotten together yet. I know I blushed a little as
I told him that would never happen.


  Jimmy was over at the house to tell us goodbye as we loaded the
car for our trip. Brad turned beet red when Jimmy told him not to
give any of us older guys a heart attack during an orgy.

  We made good time and spent the night at Motel 6 before
driving on to Will and Charlie's the next morning. The room only
had one big bed, and I wasn't worried as I knew nothing would
happen. We stripped to our underwear, and I slept in my boxers
with Brad in his briefs. I didn't do anything when I felt Brad's
hand on my back during the night. So I got hard. You would have
too, wouldn't you? Neither of us said anything about it when we
woke up with piss hard-ons. We each just made a dash for the
bathroom when it was our turn.

  Brad groaned as everyone else laughed when he met Will and
Charlie and found out they are teachers too. Will teaches high
school English and Charlie teaches Chemistry.  Brad was playfully
moaning about just getting out of school and having to spend his
vacation with a bunch of teachers.

  We spent the next two weeks hiking the mountains of West
Virginia, and had a blast. Of course Brad saw nothing improper
during the trip. Once the campfire was extinguished, we would
crawl into our two man tent as Will and Charlie went to their's. If
they had any sex on that trip they were sure quiet about it, as no
sound came from their tent at night. I didn't say anything when I
heard the sounds of Brad jacking-off in his sleeping bag.

  The most he could have seen was a kiss or tender caress between
them. Well, they are big on hugging, and I wasn't surprised when
Brad caught his first good sized fish and ran over to me grabbing
me in a hug. I didn't think anything about it when he said, "I love
you! Thanks for bringing me!" It felt good as he later threw his
arm around my neck and I put mine around his when we walked down
to the lake.

  We had a great time with Will and Charlie, even when they took
me aside and warned me Brad was falling in love with me. I knew
before they said anything. I was falling in love with him too. I
didn't worry about it because Brad was just a kid. Nothing would
happen.

  It didn't bother me to share a bed with Brad when we spent the
night at their house before leaving for home. We slipped into bed
and I lay with my back to Brad. I don't know how long we lay
there with the lights off waiting for sleep. It did bother me when I
felt him snuggle against me. Maybe I should have stopped it, but I
enjoyed the feel of him. I know I should have done something
when I felt his erection against my butt, but I didn't. We just
went to sleep.

  We hugged Will and Charlie goodbye the next morning and
thanked them for having us. We enjoyed each others company on
the long drive as we headed for home. We talked about anything
and everything as the miles rolled by. Brad asked me how old I
was the first time I had sex with another guy. I admitted I had
been 14, and it was with the 19 year-old brother of a friend.

  I found a motel about 7:00 that night. We had supper in the
motel's restaurant, before heading to our room. We watched a
little TV before slipping under the covers.

  We hadn't had the lights off long before I felt Brad snuggle
against my back.  He was hard again. I sprung a blue steel boner.
I don't know why I did it. I know I should have put a stop to it.
But, it felt nice. His hard-on was poking me in my butt cheek and
was uncomfortable. I only moved a bit, but his hard cock was
between my butt cheeks.

  Brad's hand reached across me wrapping around the hard cock in
my boxers. If you think a blue steel hard-on can't get any harder,
well I am here to set you straight. We both knew I was lost. I
sighed as I turned to face this wonderful, beautiful kid, I had
fallen in love with.

"It is wrong." I whispered to him.

"I don't care." He replied. "You're the one I want."

  Our lips met as our tongues battled for possession of the others
mouth. I let Brad win, and as his tongue slipped into me I no
longer cared about what is right and wrong. I just wallowed in the
love of my young man, absorbing the feelings as my tongue found
Brad's mouth.

  As our kiss broke, I started making love to Brad's beautiful
body as he got out of his briefs. I kissed his neck and he moaned.
He sighed as I reached his nipples and sucked one into my mouth.
He was all but panting as I kissed down his tummy. He was squirming
as I kissed his nuts, and I knew he wouldn't last long.

  He groaned hard when I lapped at that hard swollen glans
with my tongue. There was a sharp intake of breath as my lips
went around his rigid cock. Only one or two sucks before,
"Ohmigod..ohmigod ..Oh.. Tommmmmmmmmmmmm!" His creamy boy cum was
shooting into my mouth! I can't tell you how good it was as I
savored the essence of his being. I gently licked his rod clean
as Brad relaxed and came back to earth.

  He pulled me up into his arms and his tongue was parting my
lips. Who cares how long we kissed? I sure didn't! Brad broke
our kiss and he wasn't much on foreplay. He pulled down my boxers,
and headed right for the goodies. His hand was fondling my nuts
as his mouth sucked in my cock. He didn't need much instruction
on how to give a good blow-job! I wasn't as hair triggered as
Brad had been, but it didn't take long. I warned him I was about
to cum, but he just kept sucking. I think the taste as the first
shot of my cum hit his mouth was a little of a surprise. I was on
my fourth shot with cum running out around his lips before he
started swallowing. Brad cleaned me up, before snuggling into
my arms.

  Bard was hard. I didn't know if it was again or still, but he was
hard. I didn't do much foreplay before my mouth was once again
around that sweet hunk of boy meat. It took a bit longer that time,
but he once again shot a full load.

"Let me just rest a minute," he told me, "then I want you to fuck
me."

  I told him we didn't have any lube or condoms. I said we would
save that for later. I think he was asleep before I finished talking,
as he snuggled deep into my arms. It must have been 1:30 or 2:00, as
I lay there holding my lover, before I drifted off to sleep, making
peace with myself over what we had done.

  We slept until almost 10:00 the next morning, and had to give
each other a quick blow-job before heading on home. The last 200
miles were spent glancing over at Brad as I had to smile at him.
His hand would often be on my thigh caressing me as we drove.

  Jimmy was coming across his yard as we pulled into the
driveway. We each grabbed an armload of stuff as we headed into
the house.

We had barely gotten in the house when Jimmy exclaimed, "You
guys did it! Didn't you! Come on! I can tell. You did it!"

Brad was blushing deep red, and I was sure I was too.

"It's OK, you don't have to tell me," Jimmy said, "I can tell. I
know you guys finally did it. But, I want all the juicy details
later. I got some while you guys were gone. Sharon dropped her
pants for me at last!"

  We heard all about Jimmy's conquest, and after I told Brad that
Jimmy really did know how to keep his mouth shut, Brad told
Jimmy about his first blow-job.

  At bedtime that night, Brad asked if he could sleep with
me from then on. I wasn't about to turn him down. As we were
undressing, he told me he still wanted to be fucked. I got
the lube and condoms out, but Brad gave me a hurt look.

"You don't have anything we have to use a condom for do you?"
he asked me.

"No," I told him, "but it is always better to be safe."

"We will be safe as long as you use a condom with anyone else.
I don't want anyone but you."

  What could I say? I just took the lube and started preparing
Brad. I worked the lube in good, as I stretched and relaxed his
opening. He slicked my cock and I got between his legs. He was
laying on his stomach, and he reached back spreading his cheeks
wide.

  I lined my rigid tool up with the brown rosebud of Brad's ass. A
slow gentle push and I had the head of my dick inside him. I could
tell there was some pain for Brad, but it didn't seem too bad. I
could see the love overcoming the pain in his eyes. I waited for
the pain to pass before pushing slowly on in.

  I started a slow long-dicking, and I could tell Brad was enjoying
it. I had to speed up and there was a smile on Brad's face. He was
too good. I couldn't take it. The love I felt from Brad wouldn't let
me last. I had to shove into him as I slipped my arms under his
shoulders, hugging his back hard against me. I exploded into my
lover. Shot after shot was expelled from my nuts, landing deep inside
Brad. He was giving a contented moan as I groaned. It is so much
better bareback with someone you love.

  It wasn't too long before we were ready for Brad to fuck me. As
his cum splashed into me, I too knew the contentment he had felt.
Neither of us had lasted long but we knew that would change with
time. We were satisfied as Brad lay on my back kissing me. I knew
I was telling the truth as I told Brad he would always be the only
one for me.

  That was almost 7 years ago. Brad's dad never got over his
anger. Brad has lunch with his mom once a week, but is happy at
home with me. We just got back from visiting Will and Charlie.
They are happy for us, even if they don't approve of the age
difference.

  Brad got his teacher's certificate and will be teaching the
4th grade when school starts. What of Jimmy? Well, he finished
college then took the money his grandparents had left him and
opened an adult book store and theater. He has only been open a
year, but it is doing well. It is mostly straight, but he has
a good gay section with its own theater. Jimmy has always seemed
to know what people really want.


The End

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Joe Camp
1999