Date: Fri, 12 Dec 2008 14:07:30 -0800
From: Tom Baxter <tbax93722@hotmail.com>
Subject: Pensacola - 1

This story is fantasy. It never happened. If it is illegal or inappropriate
for you to read this, don't.

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It was springtime in Pensacola. The weather was perfect, not the cool rain of
winter nor the steamy heat of summer, just perfect. Josh had recently moved
down from the frigid climate of Chicago where he just graduated from
Northwestern University at Christmas time. Now he was now a Naval Officer and
in Pensacola to become a Navy Pilot.

Josh was a hot guy by anyone's standards. He was 22, stood 5'-11" and had
about 165 lbs of lean, muscled mass. His hair was dark brown and his skin was
very light, but changed to a golden sheen when exposed to the sun in summer.
In college, girls would constantly try to get his attention in class, at the gym, or
when he walked about campus in his sharp Navy ROTC uniform. But he wasn't
interested.

Josh was realizing that he was gay, not bisexual, not going through a phase but
truly gay. He had always known of his attraction to other boys, often being the
first to suggest the game of `I'll show you mine if you show me yours' when he
was a child. His teen years were a mixture of ecstasy and agony as he reveled
the beauty of his friends and classmates – so close, yet so untouchable.

He had also noticed that as he got older, his preferences in boys had not. Josh
liked guys that were about 13 to 17 years of age. He loved the ideal combination
of slimness and budding teenage physique, the almost girl-like hourglass figure,
the first signs of muscular definition beneath flawless skin. He longed to run his
hands up the firm, smooth torso of a boy at the cusp of becoming a man.

So now at 22, Josh was at the threshold of his Navy career, fresh and optimistic,
he was eager to get into his training. Staying in shape was another of Josh's top
priorities. He ran several miles each evening through the pine tree lined streets of
suburban Pensacola. He enjoyed running outdoors particularly since he had
been unable to in the winter weather that had plagued Chicago for the past
several months.

One evening in April, he was running shirtless through a fairly rural neighborhood
along his route and a teenage boy standing on a front porch deck on a
doublewide trailer home yelled out something at him that he couldn't quite make
out. He stopped and cupped his ear and asked the boy, who was standing
amongst several other youths both male and female, to "say again".

After another inaudible yell, Josh realized this boy was the `wise-guy' of the
group and was simply harassing him. Josh started up the driveway toward the
home with no immediate intentions – was he going to make small talk and be
friendly? Was he going to intimidate the boy with his obvious superior size and
strength? Josh didn't really know, he was just playing it by ear.

"Whatcha guys up to this evening?" said Josh.  "Just ignore him, he's stupid!"
said a long blond haired girl referring to the previously yelling teen. "I'm not too
worried bout it" replied Josh. Josh made some small talk putting the teens at
ease and then started to get to know them. He caught a few stares at his
splendid body, and not just from the girls!

There were five teens on the deck, three boys and two girls. Josh learned that
they were Brandon (the wise-cracker), Steve, and Jim. The girls were Corey and
Monica (the blond girl). It was Brandon's house, we was an only child. His mother
was a nurse at the nearby University Hospital working the swing shift. There
didn't appear a father in the picture. Josh assumed this was another typical story
of the father leaving mother and son to fend for themselves.

The teens had been drinking beer and this had added to Brandon's previous
brashness. Josh inquired to where they got it and Jim said that he had an older
brother that would get them as much as they wanted; they were only limited by
the number of dollars they could scrounge up. Now, they had no more dollars
and were about out of beer as well.

Josh normally ran with a $20 in his shoe, in case he wanted to purchase
refreshment or ran into trouble along his route. He offered to buy the group some
more to keep the impromptu party rolling. It turns out there was a convenience
store a short distance away and since Josh was unfamiliar with the
neighborhood, Brandon volunteered to go with Josh to keep him company and
show him the way.

As they walked, Josh noticed that Brandon was a seriously cute kid. He was a bit
unkempt, soiled t-shirt and shorts; messy, uncut hair, and bare feet but Josh
could tell that under this somewhat grubby exterior was a perfect specimen of
boyhood. Brandon was 14, 5'6", and about 125 lbs. He had sandy blond hair
which hung about half way to his shoulders and blue eyes that penetrated those
who looked into them. Josh recognized that this was just his type of boy.

"So what grade are you in" said Josh, "8th" replied Brandon, "I'll be goin to Pine
Forest High in the fall". "U play any sports?" queried Josh. "Ya, I was on the
wrestling team this year, but its over now, so not any more."

When they arrived at the store, Josh asked Brandon to stay outside just to avoid
any uncomfortable looks as he and this youngster would be buying beer. Josh
decided to be safe and purchase the same thing they had been drinking and
bought a suitcase package of Keystone. He once again met up with Brandon for
the walk back to the trailer.

Brandon asked "you're not from around here, are ya? You sound like you're from
up north or something". "Ya, Im a Navy pilot", Josh replied, perhaps overstating
his present status in training, "I just got transferred down here from Chicago".
"Wow" said Brandon, "a Navy pilot! I see the jets every day and I've always
wanted to fly in them too!". "Well, work hard in school and stay out of serious
trouble and someday maybe you can do it too" Josh stated, being careful to note
to himself that getting drunk at 14 is trouble, but not serious trouble.

By the time they arrived back at Brandon's trailer, Corey had gotten a call to go
home, so that just left five of them. "Good" said Brandon, "all the more beer for
me!" and they started in on them.

As the group got drunker, they got more boisterous and bolder in their talk. A lot
of sexual innuendos were directed at Monica- the size of her tits, the way she
looks in a bikini, how many boys she's made out with. But, she could hold her
own, firing back small dick jokes and such at Brandon, Steve, and Jim.

Josh was still shirtless and as the sun went down, the mosquitoes came out and
he asked if they could move the party inside. Brandon said "Sure, but let's keep a
separate trash bag for all of these beer cans. Mom doesn't mind if I have a beer
or two, but she'll probably freak if she sees 30 empties!" They all laughed and
picked up the mess, and went inside.

The group was getting pretty tipsy by this time. Even Josh had become part of
the sexual slander. "Those mounds on your chest are like titties!" teased
Brandon. "They're called `Pecs' little dude. And most people find them attractive!"
Josh shot back. "Can I feel ur titties?" Taunted Brandon. "Sure help yourself" said
Josh as he dropped his arms and pushed out his chest towards Brandon, daring
him to follow through it.

Not wanting to back down, Brandon threw his hands out there and started
caressing Josh's man-chest. As Brandon touched his nipples, Josh felt electricity
running threw him. Here a hot 14 year old southern boy was feeling, no, stroking
his pecs and that was all it took for Josh to begin to throw a rod. Steve yelled out
"Whoa there boy, save some for the girls!" and everybody laughed, much to
Brandon's embarrassment.

Jim's brother stopped by to pick him up and told him he'd better sober up before
they got home or he wasn't buying him any more beer. That left Josh, Brandon,
Steve and Monica still partying in the living room of this somewhat unattractive
trailer that Brandon called home.

"I know what we can do to make this more exciting" said Josh, "Let's play strip
poker." The boys roared while Monica strongly protested "No way am I taking my
clothes off in front of you guys!"

"We'll be taking our clothes off too" Josh reasoned, "Wouldn't it be cool to see us
all naked?" "But what if I loose?!" Monica came back. "Now that's the adventure
of gambling, now isn't it" Josh said.

After some more coaxing, it was decided that Monica would play, but she would
have one more piece of clothing than everyone else – her bra. The boys would
start with 5 pieces of clothing and Monica with 6. Brandon and Steve had to put
their socks on. Josh was given a towel to be his 5th piece since he wasn't
wearing a shirt.

The game commenced. It was dealer's choice for each hand. There was no
betting and no winner, only a loser for each hand. Whoever had the lowest hand
threw one piece of clothing in the middle. There is no folding in a game like this.
After someone lost all of their clothing, they were no longer dealt-in, but they had
to sit there for the rest of the game. The winner of the game would be the last
one with anything on. At that point, everyone else would be totally naked.

Josh dealt first. It was five card draw, deuces wild. Brandon lost with a 3,6,7,9,J.
"You either don't understand the game, ur fuckin unlucky, or ur stupid as shit!"
teased Josh. "My grandmother plays better poker than you!" said Steve. Brandon
sheepishly tugged off a sock threw it in the middle and yelled at Steve "Your
Deal!"

Steve lost a sock, then Josh lost his towel, and then Brandon lost his second
sock and his shirt. The group roared. "You suck so bad dude!" laughed Steve.
"He just wants to show us the tan line under his whitey tighties" teased Josh. "I
don't wear whitey tighties!" Brandon shot back. "Well, the way this is going, we're
gonna see real soon." said Josh.

Josh lost his first sock and finally Monica lost a sock. "It's about time we get to
see some female skin – even if it's just some toes!" laughed Steve.

Then Brandon lost another hand, it was 5 card draw again but Brandon forgot
what the wild card was and threw one away. He would have had a pair! The
alcohol was definitely affecting his memory and judgment. "Hoot, hoot, hoot!"
yelled Steve, "Ya mother fucker, get those shorts off!"

"Hey, that's a do-over, I fucked up" said Brandon. "No fuckin way dude, if ur just
fuckin stupid, you loose!" replied Steve. So reluctantly, Brandon reached down
and unbuttoned his shorts. Josh watched in anticipation, eager to see what his
underwear would look like and whether he would get a glimpse of anything more.

As he pulled his shorts down, Josh saw that Brandon was wearing boxer briefs.
They were perhaps a couple years old because they were pretty tight and
hugged his teenage package quite compactly. The waist band tightly stretched
across Brandon's perfectly flat smooth stomach. Josh knew now that he was
absolutely crazy for this boy. After some more laughing and taunting, the game
continued.

Steve & Monica each lost their 2nd socks and then Brandon lost again! "Oh my
god! Ur gonna be naked! Take it off!" roared Steve. "No fuckin way, it's not fair"
replied a somewhat defensive Brandon. "Yes way! You gotta fuckin do it! That's
the rules". Brandon looked helplessly at Josh, "Josh, I don't really have to get
naked in front of you guys, do I?" Josh suddenly felt like he was Brandon's
protector. Brandon came to him when he was feeling threatened. But he thought-
what is the point of playing a game if you don't follow the rules?

"Sorry lil dude" Josh said compassionately, "that's the rules. Most of the rest of
us are gonna be naked right behind you. Only one is gonna have clothes at the
end, we won't tease, we promise – right Steve?" "Fuck!" said Brandon and slid
his thumbs under his waistband. Quickly he pulled the boxer briefs down and off
and then pulled his knees up to his chest to hide his junk and keep as much of
his dignity as possible. Josh didn't see much, but he figured the game has got a
ways to go, so he'd probably get to see more later. He did notice that Brandon's
little nut sack stuck out between his legs right above where his butt hole was
almost visible. He figured Brandon didn't know that he was able to see this most
private of areas.

Josh actually threw the next hand. It was 7 card stud and the only choice was to
pick your best 5 cards, so after looking at his hole cards, he chose the worst
hand he could build with the cards he had. It worked and he lost. When Josh
pulled down his running shorts, all three of the other players paid close attention.
Josh was wearing grey tight low-rise briefs. He liked underwear that gave his
balls support when he ran. He noticed Monica taking a real good look, but he
didn't care. But Brandon's interest in his scantily covered package was turning
him on. He didn't want to bone up right there, so he suggested "Let's get on with
the game, Monica, your deal".

Monica now lost a piece of clothing that was beyond her comfort zone. When she
took her shirt off, she kept her breasts covered with her hands. She appear to be
shyer about Josh seeing her than either of the other two boys. Little did she know
that Josh couldn't have cared less about seeing her shirtless.

Josh now lost a hand legitimately and was out of the game. He stood to pull
down his underwear so that everyone could get a good look. And look they did!
Josh had nothing to be ashamed, or even be shy, about. He was an exquisite
specimen of the human male. The roundness of his pecs fell into the long lines
forming into a V at his groin. Across his flat, six pack abdomen ran a wispy
treasure trail of hair that lead to his carefully trimmed pubic bush at the base of
his flaccid, but plump penis. The teenagers all three sat with their mouths agape
as they admired their new friend's physique.

"Whoa dude, ur hot!" slipped out of Brandon's mouth before he realized that it
may have been an inappropriate comment. "Brandon's got a boy-crush!" cried
Steve. "Ok, who's deal?" Josh broke in with to break the tension and save
Brandon from further embarrassment. And the game continued.

Steve lost his shorts before Monica lost again. She decided to remove her shorts
rather than remove her bra. This was met with some complaints from the two
boys that she wasn't following the correct order of clothing removal. Josh agreed
with Monica that you can remove anything that you want.

Then Steve lost his final hand and Monica was the winner. Josh was mildly
interested in watching Steve disrobe, but Steve had a bit of fat on him that didn't
make him unattractive, but left him pale in comparison to Brandon. Steve was
pretty drunk by this time, so he wasn't shy about removing his shorts. He decided
to make it a `strip tease'. He hummed a burlesque style tune as he slowly and
seductively pulled his shorts down. Brandon was cracking up and now that there
were 3 naked people, he relaxed his previously modest sitting position and Josh
was able to get a good look at him.

Brandon's 3" flaccid cock was bouncing around happily as Brandon jumped
about harassing Steve. Then Brandon shifted his attention back to Josh and said
"I bet my cock is bigger than yours!" "There isn't anything on ur scrawny body
that's as big as his!" yelled back Steve. Josh decided to step it up a bit and
replied "now should we compare them hard or soft, Brandon?" "Eeeew!"
screamed Monica.

The four continued to drink beer and party for about another hour. The boys all
stayed naked and Monica remained in her bra and panties. The boy's cocks
bounced up and down and they danced. Both Josh and Brandon were both
definitely chubbing.

Monica said that it was time for her to go home, asked Steve to walk her home
and they left. Brandon started looking for his clothes and Josh suggested "Hey
Brandon, this is cool being naked. It feels good on a warm humid night. Let's stay
this way for a while" "Sounds good to me! replied Brandon.

Brandon asked Josh if he had a girlfriend. Josh replied "No, but hey I just moved
to Pensacola!" Brandon says "well, how bout back up north" and Josh had to
admit he didn't have one there either. Josh said "How bout u Brandon? Where's
ur girlfriend?" "Shit, I get tired of getting laid all the time and I just need some
time to myself" replied Brandon. "Who gets tired of getting laid all the time!"
laughed Josh "I just think you haven't found exactly what ur lookin for yet" "ya,
maybe" said Brandon.

They turned off the stereo, turned the TV on and plopped on the sofa close to
one another. They started watching a movie and Josh said "come here buddy".
Brandon scooted over and Josh put his arm around him. Brandon took to the
invitation and just melted into Josh's arm and chest. They sat there like this a
while and then Josh suggested that they lie down, Brandon agreed. So, now they
were laying on the sofa on their sides with Brandon right in front of Josh and
Josh's arm across Brandon's chest holding him tight into his body.

Josh was so excited he was holding Brandon that he got a raging hard-on.
Brandon laughed "your dick is poking me in the butt". "Is it bothering you" Josh
asked concerned. "No, it's cool" replied Brandon.

"How bout ur cock?" said Josh and slid his hand down Brandon's chest and
abdomen until it encountered an equally hard teenage penis. "Ur cock is just as
hard as mine" laughed Josh as he wrapped his hand around it. That sent a shiver
of ecstasy through Brandon's body and he backed deeper into Josh's chest.

"Is this ok?" asked Josh. "It's awesome" replied Brandon. Josh started stroking
Brandon's cock and then stopped for a moment to fondle his teenage balls.
Brandon had a respectable patch of hair above his penis, but his balls were
totally smooth. Josh leaned in and kissed Brandon on his head and said "god
Brandon, I'm so happy ur enjoying this because Ive been wanting to do this since
we met." "I've been wanting u too Josh."

Josh released his hold on Brandon and turned him around so they were face to
face lying on the sofa. They kissed. First just with multiple pecks on the lips, and
then with all out, open-mouth tongue battle. "Have u ever kissed a guy before?"
Josh asked Brandon. "No, I've never kissed anyone but my mom" Brandon
replied. "That doesn't count!" teased Josh.

Josh rolled Brandon onto his back and began kissing down his neck. When he
reach his nipples, he licked and then covered each with his lips and applied
delicate suction. As he licked and kissed down Brandon's smooth tight stomach,
he continued to rub his sides, his inner thighs, and occasionally his dick. When
he reached Brandon's cock, which was tightly slapped up against his belly, he
reached up and pulled it down so that he could continue his licking and kissing
right down to the base of his cock.

He then lifted his head out to the end of Brandon's 5" steel hard cock and licked
the underside of the head. Brandon reacted by raising his knees on both sides of
Josh and by grabbing his head. Josh then sank his head down onto his throbbing
member and Brandon let out an audible "oh my god, that is so awesome!"

Josh began pumping his head up and down on Brandon's cock. Brandon was
holding Josh's head and pulling it down at the bottom of each stroke to penetrate
deeper into Josh's throat. A couple of times Josh pulled off and licked and
suckled Brandon's balls to prolong what was probably the hottest blow job he
had ever given.
After a couple of minutes, he could tell by Brandon's panting and moaning that
he wasn't going much longer so he dove in for the finale. He began to bob his
head more rapidly and worked the underside of Brandon's cockhead with his
tongue. And Brandon exploded almost immediately sending spurt after spurt of
the sweetest boy juice Josh could even imagine into the back of his throat.

He managed to swallow most of it and the rest he enjoyed licking off of his lips.
Brandon was incapacitated with pleasure. He couldn't speak, he couldn't move,
yet he couldn't lie still. He just lay there with continuing spasms for almost a
minute. He grabbed Josh so tight, it actually began to hurt a bit.

When Josh managed to wiggle free, he scooted up to Brandon's face and kissed
him deeply, sharing with him the last remnants of his load. Then they lay in each
others arms for a few minutes before either spoke. "That was the best thing I
have ever experienced!" said Brandon "I could stay here and do that with you for
the rest of my life and I would be perfectly happy." "I really liked it too buddy"
replied Josh "and, I hope you want to hang with me in the future and we can do it
more." "Shit-ya" replied Brandon, "I like u a lot, ill hang with u anytime!"

"Shit!!!" Brandon yelled as he looked at the clock. "My mom is gonna be home
from work in 20 minutes, I gotta clean this place up" Josh and Brandon hurriedly
threw their clothes on and picked up all of the beer cans. Josh ran them down to
the street and put them next to the neighbor's trash. Brandon quickly
straightened the sofa pillows and a couple of other items.

They traded cell numbers and Josh prepared to leave. "U wanna hang
tomorrow?" Josh asked. "Fuck ya" replied Brandon "I can hardly wait. I want to
have a chance to explore what you got going on down there as well!" he joked as
he pointed to Josh's crotch. They kissed deeply, not wanting to stop, but realizing
that Brandon's mother was going to pull into the driveway at any minute, they
finally broke away, said final goodbyes and with one last peck on the lips, Josh
ran off into the night on his way home.

Tomorrow he would have a new life, Navy pilot training by day and loving the
cutest 14 year old boy in Pensacola by evening. He wondered what they might
be able to do on the weekends?
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