Date: Tue, 30 Dec 2008 12:48:58 -0800
From: Tom Baxter <tbax93722@hotmail.com>
Subject: Pensacola - 4

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Pensacola - Chapter 4
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Josh woke at around 8:00 Saturday morning. He looked out the window, "sunny
and warm" he thought happily "perfect for a day at the beach". Ever since
he had met Brandon, he had been neglecting his regimen of cardio and weight
training so he felt obligated to get back to it before his body went
soft. He downed a pint bottle of water and headed down the street to the
apartment complex clubhouse.

The clubhouse had a fitness room that certainly was not as extensive as the
gym facilities available on base, but the convenience of its location was
perfect for Josh at this moment. After about 45 minutes of working out he
hit the pavement for a run. The fitness room required shirts so he started
his run with a shirt as well. Before long, however, the humidity of the
deep south forced him to pull his shirt over his head. He tucked it into
the back of his shorts and it bounced off the back of his legs as he ran.

He could feel his sweat running down the cleft between his pectorals as he
thought "It's going to be a hot one today!" He continued around his normal
route, which took him past Brandon's trailer as it had on the night they
met. He looked for his little cutie as he ran by, but nothing. Josh looked
at his watch; it was about 9:30. "Lazy little shit is probably still in
bed" he chuckled to himself as he ran by.

When he got home he just poured a glass of OJ as he didn't feel like an
entire breakfast right after his run. "Maybe the boys will be hungry" Josh
pondered. He enjoyed treating his teen buddy with anything that was out of
Brandon's normal routine.

After showering he put on a pair of really cool white, black and blue board
shorts and a sleeveless t-shirt that was short enough that his belly was
exposed when Josh lifted his arms. A sea shell with hemp string necklace,
sunglasses and a pair of sport sandals completed Josh's beach attire. He
packed a couple of necessities for the beach as well; some beach towels,
sun cream, the boom box, and a Frisbee. He grabbed his little ice chest,
packed a couple waters and sodas in it and threw it in the trunk too. He
left it mostly empty so he could buy some beer. He knew that would please
Brandon.

At 10:45 Josh text Brandon: "r we still cool for 11?" Brandon replied right
back: "make it 1115 steves on his way". "15 minutes late, that's not too
bad" thought Josh. One thing he really couldn't stand, was waiting on
people. He sat down and caught a few minutes of college football before
heading out the door.

He arrived at the convenience store promptly at 11:15, but Brandon was
nowhere to be seen. Josh went in and bought a 12 pack of Tecate cans. He
figured that from a distance they kinda look like a coke can so that might
not raise too many eyebrows at the beach with the boys. Still no
Brandon. At 11:45 he heard some noise and looked up the street. The two
boys were slowly strolling down the road towards him, towels around their
necks, laughing and having fun as they went.

Hey Josh! Brandon said excitedly – but quickly saw the look on Josh's
face and realized he wasn't happy. "You got me standin here staring at the
ground for half an hour!" Josh fired at Brandon. Brandon got really scared,
the last thing in the world he wanted to do was upset his Josh. "Gosh Josh,
I'm really sorry, we just sorta lost track of the time" said Brandon as his
lower lip began to quiver. Josh saw how his negative reaction instantly
turned his noisy animated boy into the gloomy dejected young man that stood
before him.

Josh didn't like how he had caused that smile that he loved so much to
leave Brandon's face. "Come here buddy!" Josh said as he took Brandon into
an embrace "I'm sorry I got mad at you, I just really hate standing around
waiting".  "I'm sorry Josh, I won't be late again!" whimpered Brandon. "No
big deal buddy," Josh said, "let's forget about it and have a good time,
ok?" "Ok" Brandon said as he took a moment to ensure his eyes were
dry. Steve watched this drama unfold and thought to himself "shit these
guys have become pretty close."

"I got some beer" said Josh cheerfully. "Cool" said Brandon, a little more
jovial.  "Awesome!" said Steve, "Thanks for takin me Josh, I haven't been
to the beach in forever." "No problem buddy, this is gonna be fun!" replied
Josh.

The three of them climbed into the Beamer, Steve realizing the pecking
order and taking the back seat. As they started south down I-110 towards
the ocean, Brandon played co-pilot. He found his favorite radio station,
turned it up and adjusted the bass. He opened the sun roof and stuck his
hand into the airflow to test the temperature.

As they approached the bridge across Pensacola Bay they passed a sign that
said "It is illegal to run out of gas on the bridge." Josh laughed "what do
they think - people run out of gas on purpose?" "Ya" agreed Steve, "that's
like sayin it's illegal to break ur arm or fall off a cliff!" Brandon was
engrossed in a song and wasn't paying much attention to their conversation.

The traffic was heavy on the bridge and slowed to a crawl. "Damn" said Josh
"this is gonna take forever. I can see now how someone could run out of gas
out here, when you come out on this bridge you don't plan on staying on it
all afternoon!"

"So Brandon," Josh began, "what did you tell your mom you were doin this
afternoon?" "I told her I was goin to the beach" answered Brandon "but I
told her we were goin with Steve's big brother, an then Steve was goin to
spend the night." "I didn't realize you had a brother, Steve" replied
Josh. "I don't" replied Steve. "Brandon's talkin bout this guy from the
`Big Brother' program that I used to hang out with. He used to take me
places an sometimes Brandon would come along." Steve explained.

"That sounds cool. What happened to him, why don't you hang with him
anymore? questioned Josh. "Oh, his job transferred him to Dallas or
somethin, I coulda asked for another Big Brother, but I just never got
round to it." replied Steve. "Man," Josh thought out loud, "maybe I could
do a program like that with Brandon."

"Why the hell would you wanna do that?" Steve shot back "you go to that
group to find someone to hang out with – once you already know one
another they're just a big pain in the ass." "What do you mean?" questioned
Josh. "Shit... my Big Brother had to fill out reports bout where we went
and what we did" Steve explained. "The two of us used to laugh bout it and
fill the reports out together putting all kinds a shit down we didn't even
do." Steve and Brandon laughed as they remembered changing the title of a
movie that they went to with Steve's Big Brother because the one they
actually saw was rated `R'.

"And Beer..." laughed Steve, "would definitely not be somethin that you
would want to put in your report!" "Well, I was just lookin for some way to
make my friendship with Brandon and you a little more acceptable" said
Josh. "Shit – Just tell everybody you're his Big Brother." said
Steve. "Ya Josh! then you could meet my mom and hang out at the trailer an
stuff." Brandon added. "What kind of paperwork did you fill out?" Josh
asked Steve. "There was just like a form sayin we wouldn't sue them if I
got hurt an stuff." Steve replied.

Josh sat thinking for a moment. They reached the end of the bridge and
drove into Gulf Breeze, they saw that the congestion was simply caused by a
traffic light backing the traffic up 3 miles all the way back to
Pensacola. "Now Brandon," Josh began "if you told your mom you wanted to do
this Big Brother program, and you gave her some official looking release to
sign, would she ask a lot of questions? Or maybe call the place herself?"
"Fuck no," replied Brandon, "she'd be happy I had somethin to keep me busy
an she'd just sign the form" he continued.

Josh considered ways that this scheme could possibly backfire, he couldn't
immediately think of many. "This might just work" he thought to
himself. "Really the only person who could create any problems would be
Brandon's mom, and Brandon says she wouldn't. My friends would only ask
curiosity questions that would be easy to answer." Josh couldn't see any
real pitfalls, only benefits. He would actually be able to have Brandon
freely come and go from his apartment without raising eyebrows! "Do you
think Steve and you could maybe get one of those releases?" Josh asked the
boys. "Shit, I prolly got one." Steve replied "an if I don't, they keep all
that sign-up paperwork right in the lobby over at the center"

As they approached the bridge across the intercoastal waterway, Josh's
stomach reminded him that he still hadn't eaten yet today. "You guys want
to grab some food to take to the beach?" Josh asked. "Ya!" replied Brandon
"I'm starving!"  "What'll it be?" Josh questioned "McDonalds, Burger King?"
The boys looked at each other and replied in unison "WhataBurger!!" as they
saw the big Whataburger sign about a block up.

"Ok!" Josh laughed. After a quick roll through the drive-thru, they got
back on their way. A few minutes later they were parking in the large lot
at the beach.  Josh grabbed his cooler and his bag of other stuff from the
trunk. Brandon asked "Would you like some help with all that stuff Josh?"
"Here let me," butted in Steve "ur scrawny ass wouldn't get ten feet with a
load like that." Steve had always taken pleasure pointing out his beefier
build than Brandon's. When they wrestled together Steve inevitably ended up
on top very quickly. This led Brandon to join the middle school wrestling
team earlier this school year, where he realized that wrestling just wasn't
his sport.

As they stepped out onto the sand they saw that they weren't the only ones
with the idea of going to the beach that afternoon, it was packed! The
beach was a cross section of society and had a variety of all body types,
races, ages, men, women, boy, and girls. Josh had always liked the beach
because people wore very little and showed a lot of skin. This allowed his
eyes to wander the guys as he himself showed off his muscled build.

As they walked across the beach, Josh got a good look at two high school
aged boys, shirtless coming back from the snack bar. He enjoyed the view of
their smooth tight bellies leading down into their board shorts. As he
passed them he took a quick glance back to check out their perky
asses. Then as he continued further down the beach, he admired the muscles
on a well built guy closer to his age. Brandon and Steve were having so
much fun taunting and poking each other they weren't enjoying or even
noticing the superb human scenery.

Josh led them down near the surf a bit past the crowd. He didn't want to be
right in the middle of the horde if the boys were going to be drinking
beer. He glanced down at the beach as they walked. The sand was almost
sugar white and an emerald-green surf pounded down upon it. He had been
down here a couple of times since coming to Pensacola, but the weather had
been cooler before, so today was a completely different experience.

They staked out a spot on the beach just past a small sand dune providing
them a little bit of privacy. Josh pulled out the large beach towels he had
brought and laid them out side by side and touching providing them a large
area of soft, sand- free refuge. Brandon said "Cool" and plopped down on
the toweled area. He leaned back on his elbows and crossed his slender
legs.

"How bout a beer?" Josh announced. "Sure!" Brandon and Steve replied
together. "What kinda beer is that?" asked Brandon. "It's a Mexican beer"
Josh answered. "You'll like it." Brandon took his first swig and didn't
really enjoy the harsher beer flavor of the Tecate. Steve took his first
sip and felt the same way as Brandon, but said "tastes great!" just to
sound cool.

They busted into the sack of burgers and french fries and chowed away. The
beer worked well to wash the food down their throats. They continued to
warm- up to the new beer flavor, but Brandon secretly thought that he
wanted to make sure that he was there the next time Josh bought beer.

As they peeled their shirts off, they each took ample time to check each
other out. Josh was intimately familiar with Brandon's build, but enjoyed
seeing it again anyway. Brandon's arms had just a little bit of muscle, but
the rest of him was pretty skinny and even thinner at the waist – just
the way Josh liked. His board shorts were not the latest style and were a
bit ragged, but accentuated the smooth firmness of his belly. On his
backside, where Brandon's slender legs went up into his shorts, Josh could
make out the curve of his ass beneath the blue and yellow fabric.

Steve on the other hand was built more like a football player. Steve was a
bigger boy at 5' 7", 150 lbs. His arms were bulky demonstrating muscle, but
not yet with definition. He did, however, have discernable pectoral muscles
that made him pretty sexy Josh thought. From there down to the waist band
of his board shorts was perfectly straight without obviously displaying his
ribcage or waist. "He's just built kinda like a brick" thought Josh. Josh
tried to remember what his cock looked like, recalling back to the night of
the poker party, to complete his picture.

Brandon always liked it when Josh was shirtless. He could see Josh's
fat-free torso, bulging with muscles. His pectorals were a mountain range
that towered over the ridges of his six pack all the way down to his
navel. Then it was just a short trip across a tight lower belly into the
waistline of his board shorts. Josh's arms were something to behold. They
were not overly massive, but rather perfectly proportioned to the size of
his torso. He worked hard developing each muscle in his arms to give them
pleasing muscular curves.

Steve took note of Josh's body as well. He had seen Josh completely naked
once before, but he was drunk and the party atmosphere did not lend itself
to any serious examination. He admired Josh's combination of strength and
beauty and made a pact with himself to continue working out hard with the
goal of achieving this physique.

Josh searched through his bag for the sun cream. "Might wanna put on some
of this before you burn" Josh said to Brandon before tossing him the tube
of lotion.  Brandon caught it and began squeezing it out into his hand. He
giggled slightly as the lotion made a farting noise as it gurgled out of
the tube. Brandon rubbed the lotion over the areas that he could reach and
then said "Josh, could you put some of this on my back?" "Sure lil buddy"
Josh replied.

Brandon was covered with white streaks of lotion all over his
body. "Brandon, you're supposed to rub this stuff in a little" Josh
scolded. "If nothing else, you're just gonna end up with a streaky tan!
Here let me help you." Josh then proceeded to rub down Brandon turning the
white streaks into soft lotioned skin.  "Lie down and I'll get your back"
Josh instructed after he had rubbed down the rest of Brandon's body.

Brandon lay down on the soft towels on his belly. Rather than just kneel
beside him, Josh decided to straddle Brandon's body and lightly sat on his
rear as he applied the lotion to Brandon's back. Brandon closed his eyes
and enjoyed the massage-like application that Josh was performing. Steve
once again watched the unusual contact between his friends and didn't quite
know what to make of it.

"What bout you Steve? Want me to get your back?" Josh asked. "Na, I'm good"
Steve replied. Steve thought that it might feel nice to have Josh give him
a rub down, but he wasn't about to actually let another guy hop on his
back. Josh cleaned the lotion off of his hands and grabbed his Frisbee out
of his bag. "Let's go play!" he suggested.

They wandered down to the surf. When the first wave washed over Brandon's
feet and ankles he yelped "Whoa, the water's cold!" "It's not that cold,
pussy!"  taunted Steve as he ran out ahead of him. "Let's play keep-away"
suggested Josh as he flung the Frisbee to Steve right past Brandon's
head. "Hey! Watch where you're throwin that thing dude!" Brandon
complained.

They ventured a little farther into the surf as they continued to throw the
Frisbee back and forth between Steve and Josh. Brandon would reach or jump
each time it came past, but to no avail. "Come on you guys, this is no
fair!" Brandon protested. "Come over here and take it from me pussy!" Steve
taunted Brandon.  Brandon ran towards Steve as the Frisbee once again
whizzed past him on its way to Josh.

Brandon stayed on Steve in close coverage. When Josh returned the Frisbee,
Brandon and Steve both went for it, their bodies flying through the air and
splashing into the shallow water. Brandon lay on the sandy bottom on his
back holding the Frisbee up yelling "I got it!" with Steve lying atop
him. Just then a tumbling wave reached them completely immersing them with
sea water. They struggled to get back to air.

When they shot up out of the surf, Brandon still triumphantly holding the
Frisbee they were cracking up. "Damn wave tried to drown me!" laughed
Brandon. "Ya, I think I swallowed bout a gallon of sea water" agreed Steve
coughing a little.

Now Steve was in the middle and Brandon threw the Frisbee to Josh. It was a
bad throw and the Frisbee spun over on its side before landing about 20
feet from Josh. Both Josh and Steve ran through knee-deep ocean to grab the
disc.  Steve got there first and Josh tackled him into the surf just to be
playful. "I got it mother-fucker!" teased Steve.

Now Josh was in the middle and had to figure out a way to steal it back. He
ran down by Brandon. Steve and Brandon managed to get a few throws in, back
and forth as Josh jumped and grabbed to no avail. Josh had been playing
kind of easy, but decided now it was time to take the Frisbee back. As it
came flying by, he jumped and caught it falling onto Brandon and taking him
into the surf with him.

"Ouch!" yelled Brandon painfully. Josh grabbed him and pulled him up above
the water and said "Sorry buddy, just got carried away with the game!" Then
he took a closer look at Brandon, he was crying and his face was grimacing
in pain. "Oh god! Did I hurt you?" Josh shrieked worriedly. "I don't know!"
bawled Brandon "My side burns like its on fire!"

Steve, who had been running towards them, suddenly shrieked "You guys!
There's a big fuckin jelly fish right next to you, get outta there!" Josh
looked down and yelled "Fuck!" He instinctively grabbed up Brandon in his
arms and ran for the beach. Steve followed close behind. As soon as Josh
was out of the water he set Brandon in the sand and began to assess his
injuries. Brandon had two lines of red welts across his belly and the right
side of his body. "God, those must have been tentacles wrapped around my
Brandon" fretted Josh to himself.

Brandon began almost screaming in pain. Each cry from Brandon hurt Josh
deep to the core. God, how he wanted to relieve his boy's pain, how he
wanted to endure the pain himself and spare Brandon. He held Brandon's head
and lovingly rocked him back and forth while he kissed his cheek and
forehead.  Brandon sobbed. Then Josh remembered something he saw on TV
once... you could relieve the pain of a jellyfish sting with vinegar, or if
you didn't have vinegar, you could use urine.

"Brandon honey, we need to pee on you" Josh stated
authoritatively. "Whaaat?"  shrieked Brandon. "The acid in the urine will
neutralize the toxic venom in the sting" Josh explained recalling the
television program. "No fucking way are you guys gonna pee on me!" Brandon
protested strongly. "Brandon sweetie, I'm in the Navy, I know bout this
stuff, it's the only way!" Steve thought this idea sounded kinda fun. He
had never gotten to pee on someone before!

"Well maybe, if it's gonna get rid of the pain" reasoned Brandon as he
continued to endure the throbbing sting. "Trust me" said Josh. He got on
his knees where he thought he would be able to control the stream better
and loosened the string on his shorts. He then peeled back the Velcro and
pulled out his 5" flaccid dick.  Brandon, who would have normally welcomed
this sight continued to fret. Steve watched in eager anticipation. He had
never seen anything like this before!

Warm piss began to flow from Josh's cock. He carefully bathed Brandon's
belly and side in it paying special attention to the two lines of
stings. Brandon did actually feel better, the pain was subsiding. Josh's
stream faded to a dribble and Brandon was sorry that this exquisite relief
was ending. "Shit! Josh, you were right, that did make it feel better, but
you gotta do it more!" Brandon pleaded.

"Sorry buddy, that's all I got." Josh apologized "But maybe Steve could
help you out? He asked turning towards Steve. "Sure, I'll pee on him" said
Steve with a big grin on his face. "Fuck Steve, you gotta promise that you
won't ever tell anybody bout this shit!" "Ya, no prob Brandon, ur my pal
and I'm just helpin you out" Steve reasoned as he undid his shorts.

Steve stood there and pulled out his respectable sized cock, a bit bigger
than Brandon's, but not quite the size of Josh's. He aimed at Brandon's
side and let it rip. The urine hit Brandon like a horse pissing on a flat
rock and splattered everywhere. Brandon's hand flew up to protect his eyes
and face from the spray.  Brandon tasted the saltiness of Steve's piss in
his mouth. "Slow it down, pinch it off!" instructed Josh. "that way it'll
last longer and you won't soak the rest of him as well."

Steve laughed. "It's not fuckin funny dude!" Brandon yelled as Steve's now
more controlled piss stream continued to flow from the end of his cock down
onto Brandon's belly before it poured off and soaked into the sand. "Sorry
dude," apologized Steve "this is just the craziest shit ever!" Steve
started to dry up and began to shake his dick over the top of Brandon. "I
don't need every fuckin drop, fuckin stop already!" yelled Brandon.

Brandon began to relax a little. It was obvious that the `urine treatment'
was working. Steve looked like he was having the time of his life as he
packed his meat back into his shorts and pressed the Velcro back
together. Now that Brandon's pain had subsided, even Josh got a grin on his
face as he thought back to the spectacle that had just transpired.

"I'm glad you fuckers are having such a good time with this" sniveled
Brandon.  "Well, you have to admit that was pretty fuckin funny" Steve
laughed. Brandon couldn't help himself and cracked a smile as well as he
pictured his best friend over the top of him, legs apart, leaning forward
and spraying him down. "I gotta rinse this fuckin piss off me" Brandon said
as he climbed to his feet.

Josh was amazed at how quickly his remedy had worked bringing Brandon back
from near incapacitation to smiling in just about 15 minutes. "Make sure
you don't fall into another nest of those fuckers" warned Steve as Brandon
ventured back out into the ocean. Brandon was very aware of his
surroundings this time. He looked closely into the water as he took each
step. When he was a little more than knee deep he stopped, bent down and
began splashing the water up over himself.

Once Brandon was clean, Josh suggested that they retire to the beach towels
and drink beer. Brandon and Steve cheerfully applauded that
suggestion. They lay on the towels soaking up sun, drinking beer and
talking for the next hour or so. "Now I gotta piss" announced Brandon
"whose face do I getta pee on?" he joked. "Fuck you!" yelled Steve. "Just
go out in the surf" Josh suggested. "I'm not goin back in that ocean
again!" Brandon replied with conviction.

"I'll walk up to the john with ya Brandon" Steve said "I gotta go again too
– must be the beer!" "I'll hang here and watch the stuff" said Josh as
Brandon and Steve pulled on their sandals for the long walk to the public
restroom. Josh decided to step back into the water to relieve himself. He
too was paying close attention to where he stepped and what was in the
water around him.

"So what's up with you and Josh?" Steve asked Brandon. "What do you mean?"
replied Brandon. "So are you his bitch?" Steve questioned. "Fuck you Steve,
I'm not his bitch" Brandon answered defensively. "Well look at you two,
always in each others arms, talking sweetie to each other, hell, I saw him
Kiss you!" Steve continued. "I like him, but I'm not his bitch" Brandon
insisted.

"I like him too, but I don't wanna suck his cock!" Steve announced. Brandon
didn't reply, but thought about that magical evening the night before when
he had actually sucked Josh's cock and how it felt so natural, so perfect!
"Look at that shit-eatin grin you have on your face!" Steve yelled "you
really are suckin his cock aren't you?" Brandon didn't reply. "Well I
always did think you were a bit of a fag" said Steve. "I'm not a fag!"
protested Brandon.

"Hey Brandon, ur my best friend and always will be, but if ur suckin dick,
ur a fag!" Steve reasoned. "I'm not a fag" Brandon sulked. "So, does he
suck ur dick too?" Steve asked eagerly. Brandon stayed silent as they
walked. "You gotta tell me what it's like Brandon! I've really been
wonderin how great it must feel to get a blow job. U gotta tell me
Brandon!" Steve probed.

"Ur not gonna make fun of me and tell the whole world?" asked Brandon with
a suspicious look at Steve. "Fuck no! I think it's cool ur getting ur dick
sucked, I just wanna know all about it!" Steve reassured Brandon. "Well,"
Brandon began, "He's really good at it, an it feels really good!" Brandon
told Steve. "Does he lick or suck or what does he do?" asked Steve with an
interest that he showed in very few other subjects.

Brandon went into detail describing a typical blow job. Josh had given him
three now, and he remembered each vividly. Steve was excited, he loved
talking about this shit! Brandon glanced down at Steve's shorts and noticed
he had a hard-on poking them out. Brandon was no different... this
discussion caused him to bone up as well.

"That is so fuckin cool!" said Steve when Brandon finished "but ur still a
fag!"  Steve taunted as he started running to keep Brandon from
retaliating. "I'm not a fag!" Brandon protested again as he started running
after him.

After the difficult process of peeing with near hard-ons, the boys left the
restroom for the walk back to their towels. Their discussion drifted to
sports and school, but Steve kept thinking about what he had just learned
about his best friend. He tried to picture Brandon and Josh in bed
together. The idea was so foreign to his experience that he had a hard time
getting a grip on it. What a strange afternoon it had been, first he had
peed on his buddy and now he was finding out that his two friends were
doing it! Steve had a big smile on his face, he was totally entertained by
the whole thing!

As they approached Josh, Brandon said sternly to Steve "don't tell him I
told you" "Don't worry dude, ur secret is safe!" Steve replied as he
flashed Brandon a grin.  "I never shoulda told him" Brandon thought to
himself.

"Hey guys!" said Josh, "we got beer here that aint drinkin
itself!". Brandon and Steve laughed as they settled onto their towels and
were handed fresh cold beers out of the cooler. Steve looked at Josh. Once
again he couldn't picture Josh with his mouth on Brandon's cock. This guy
was the poster boy for everything masculine and straight and now Steve was
finding out that he was a big fag. "Classic!" thought Steve.

About 4:00 they started to notice that the sun was getting lower in the sky
and decided it was time to start packing up. They shook the sand out of the
towels and folded them up. They shook the beer out of the empties and put
them back in the cooler. They had managed to drink the entire 12 pack.

They got into the Beamer and had a little faster drive back into Pensacola
than their trip out to the beach. They pulled into Brandon's driveway a bit
after 5:00. "I feel really sandy and gross" said Steve. "Ya, me too, maybe
we should take a shower." said Brandon. "You want a shower Josh?" asked
Brandon. "You guys go ahead, I'll grab one when ur done" replied Josh.

Steve and Brandon went into the bathroom and Brandon reached into the
shower stall and turned the water on. When it was hot, they both stepped in
and closed the door. Josh could hear them from the other room over the
sound of the television. They were cracking up about something in there and
obviously having a great time.

"My shorts are filled with sand" Steve said as he undid his shorts and
pulled them off. "Now I can get the sand out of my crack!" Steve laughed as
he turned around and let the water run across his ass. "Ya, maybe ur right"
agreed Brandon as he removed his shorts as well. They stayed in there a
good 15 minutes past removing the last grain of sand, laughing as they
fought for position under the shower's hot water.

When Josh heard them toweling off he went into the bathroom. "Did you save
me any hot water?" Josh asked. "Ya its still hot" replied Brandon. Josh
enjoyed being in the small bathroom with the two naked teens, their cocks
waving about. He decided to drop his shorts before entering the shower to
give them a similar show. Brandon loved the view, but noticed that Steve
was checking out Josh as well. Josh turned on the water and stepped into
the shower.

The boys went into Brandon's bedroom where Brandon found a pair of shorts
to throw on commando style. Steve rustled through his overnight bag and
found a clean pair of shorts to throw on as well. When Josh came out of the
shower, he realized that he didn't have anything clean to put on, so he
shook the sand out of his board shorts and put them back on.

"How bout some pizza?" Josh announced as he entered the living
room. "Sure!"  said Brandon, "Cool!" added Steve. "Go find a Dominos coupon
or something and we'll order" suggested Josh. They ordered the pizza and
settled onto the sofa to watch a movie. Josh put his arm around Brandon. He
noticed that Steve didn't bat an eye, so after a while he pulled Brandon in
even closer.

Josh laid one hand on Brandon's thigh and slid it up to the base of his
shorts.  Once again Josh glanced over at Steve, he was just intently
watching the movie and didn't seem to notice. Josh moved his hand up the
leg of Brandon's shorts and found that Brandon wasn't wearing any
underwear. "Cool" thought Josh as he proceeded to do some light fondling
and stroking. "Fuck," thought Steve "he's jackin Brandon right here on the
sofa next to me! Cool!"

When 10:00 rolled around, Josh realized that it was time for him to go. "If
we're supposed to be meeting each other in the next few days in this Big
Brother program, it would be a little awkward if your mom found me in here
tonight, huh?"  joked Josh. "But seriously, remember to casually mention to
your mom tomorrow that you're interested in joining that program, and let's
see what her reaction is" Josh suggested to Brandon. "K" replied Brandon.

Brandon walked Josh out to the Beamer as Steve stayed sacked out on the
sofa.  "I guess we didn't get any time alone today, but I had a really
great time!" said Brandon. "That's all I care about lil dude" Josh replied,
kissing him on the forehead. "Josh?" said Brandon. "Ya" replied Josh. "Are
we boyfriends?" Brandon asked hopefully. "Ya Brandon, I guess we are, and I
love you very much" replied Josh as he pressed his lips to
Brandon's. Brandon returned the kiss as he had just heard exactly what he
wanted to hear. "I'm gonna miss you so much lil buddy" said Josh. "Ya me
too, now we won't see each other for two days" groaned Brandon.

After Josh left, Brandon returned to the living room and suggested to Steve
that they retire to his bedroom. "If we're still out here when mom gets
home she'll bug us for a while" Brandon reasoned. Brandon didn't really
have bed, it was just a double sized mattress on the floor. Since it took
up most of the room, the boys pretty much just lounged on the mattress
whenever they hung in there.

Brandon had a small tv in his room along with an old Super Nintendo system
that they enjoyed playing games on. They didn't even hear when Brandon's
mother entered the trailer. She poked her head into the room real quick "I
just wanna see that you boys are home safe" she said. "Ya mom, we're good"
replied Brandon sounding annoyed. "Well have a good time, I'll see you in
the morning then" she said as she left them alone.

After a while, the boys got tired of their game and were just lounging on
the mattress. "That was some pretty wild shit this afternoon," Steve
recalled "fuckin funny as hell!" "Fuck you! It hurt" replied Brandon. "No
dude! Check this out!  There you were, layin in the sand an I whipped it
out an took a leak on ya!" Steve roared. Brandon pouted. "And you had to
hold ur hands up to keep me from peeing in ur mouth!" Steve was beside
himself now, doubled over from laughing so hard. "Fuck you and quiet
down... you'll wake up my mom" Brandon scolded.

"Oh, come on dude! I'm not laughing at you, it was just a really funny
situation. I know it sucked at the time, but its over now, you can laugh
bout it now." Steve reasoned while Brandon sat and pondered it. "I can see
you layin there now" laughed Steve "Don't pee on me dude, don't pee on me!"
Steve cracked up and Brandon broke a smile as well.

"And then, you told me bout getting a blow job!" Steve said more seriously
now.  "That was just too much. God how I have dreamin bout getting one, an
ur out there doin it with Josh!" "Remember Steve" Brandon reminded him
"That's a big secret, you can't tell anybody!"

"I don't wanna tell anybody," said Steve "I just want you to tell me all
about it again." Brandon didn't look convinced. He still didn't trust that
Steve was going to be as confidential about this whole thing as he had
promised. "Come on Brandon, please?" Steve begged. Brandon liked talking
about Josh so he figured what the hell, and started telling Steve intimate
details about their encounters.

"He blew you in that bathroom behind the Dillards?" roared Steve. "Ssshhh!
You'll wake up my mom" scolded Brandon. "That's so hot! And then you came
in his eye! Fuck!" Steve continued in awe of his friend. "God, I am so
fuckin hard right now, I just gotta stroke it" said Steve as he pulled down
the front of his shorts revealing a 6" piece of hard teen cock.

"What? Ur gonna jack off right here in front of me?" questioned
Brandon. "Like it's something you haven't seen before fag-boy!" Steve shot
back. "I'm not a fag and I wish you would quit calling me that" Brandon
said sorely. "Whatever. Why don't you just stroke it with me?" said Steve
as he reached to Brandon's crotch and groped his stone hard penis. "See, ur
even hard already" Steve said.

"Fuck!" said Brandon, feeling violated. "Come on Brandon, just calm down
and beat ur meat with me. It'll be fun" said Steve. Brandon figured that if
Steve was going tell anybody about this, he wouldn't have pulled his cock
out first, so he complied. The two lay there for a couple of minutes
furiously stroking themselves while their eyes never left each other's
dicks.

"Brandon, you have to give me a blow job. I just gotta feel what its like"
announced Steve. "No fuckin way Steve! I'm not suckin you!" "Why not
Brandon, it would be cool." "Cuz ur my fuckin friend Steve," Brandon was
clearly uncomfortable now and stopped stroking himself. "Josh is ur friend
and you blow him" reasoned Steve. "I love him" said Brandon in a tone of
voice that said more than just the words.

Suddenly, Steve realized that Brandon wasn't having sex with Josh for just
the pleasure of the sex; there was something more to it. Steve was aware
that people had feelings like this for each other, but couldn't imagine it
being two guys and certainly couldn't picture his best friend feeling this
way. Steve quickly recalculated his strategy.

"I'm sorry Brandon" Steve began as he stopped his stroking as
well. "Understand that I got some emotional shit tied up in this too."
"What do you mean?" replied Brandon. "I mean that you and me, we've been
best friends for our whole lives, we've shared everything and now I kinda
feel like I'm losing you" Steve said with a tone of regret. "You won't lose
me!" cried Brandon as he put his arms around his best friend. "Perfect!"
thought Steve.

"And then all of this has been goin on an you didn't even tell me bout it"
pouted Steve. "I told you bout it" Brandon protested. "Not until I had to
pry it from you" reminded Steve. "I just wanna feel a little closer to you
so I know I'm not going to lose you completely" said Steve. Brandon felt
bad at how he had pretty much announced his friendship with Josh and pushed
Steve aside. He leaned in and kissed Steve on the lips.

Now that wasn't exactly what Steve was looking for, he just wanted Brandon
to blow him, but he allowed it because it might lead where he wanted to go.
Brandon held his friend tight. He remembered all of the good times that
they had shared together. Yes, Steve was a one-of-a-kind friend that he was
lucky to have, he thought.

Steve started humping Brandon's side. "God, ur such a horn-dog!" said
Brandon.  "Sorry," said Steve "I just wanna have a connection with you like
you have with Josh." Brandon reached over and took Steve's cock into his
hand. It felt good and he began to stroke it. "Awesome!" said
Steve. Brandon continued his hand job, fully appreciating his penis' girth,
smooth texture and cut head, and then he moved his hand down to fondle his
smooth balls.

Steve was panting. "Would you blow me?" Steve said sweetly "It would really
make me feel close to you" Brandon thought about it for a minute. He had
always been attracted to Steve and now he was having a really special
moment with him. "Ok," said Brandon, "but you can't tell anyone and I wanna
make sure that you understand that Josh is my boyfriend." "Sure thing!"
said Steve excitedly; he was finally going to get the blowjob he had been
dreaming about.

Brandon leaned over and started kissing and licking his way down to Steve's
right nipple. When he reached it, he circled the tip with his tongue before
enwrapping it in his lips and lightly sucking. Steve had no idea that his
nipples could be part of sex. "That's so hot!" Steve thought to
himself. Steve leaned back as Brandon continued down to his belly
button. Brandon kept his hands massaging Steve's chest, belly, and inner
thighs while his mouth rode up off Steve's belly onto the shaft of his rock
hard teen rod.

Brandon licked Steve's cock down the length of the shaft and then sucked
one of his balls into his mouth. He gently massaged his ball with his
tongue as he covered it with saliva. Steve was in heaven! He didn't even
imagine that a blowjob might come with all of these spectacular extras!

Now Brandon moved on to the main event. He sucked the shaft into his mouth
and lifted his head pulling Steve's cock away from his body. Brandon
grabbed the base of his cock with his right hand and began to pump it in
rhythm with the strokes he made up and down the shaft with his
head. Brandon licked and sucked as Steve started to moan loudly. Brandon
reached up with his hand to quiet Steve down on account of his mother and
Steve started sucking on Brandon's fingers as he now whimpered more
quietly.

Brandon kept up the pace and Steve began fucking his face as he became more
and more entwined in the sexual frenzy. Steve clamped his hands onto
Brandon's head as he fucked it. Brandon sucked dutifully as Steve
continually pounded away at his head. Then Steve cried "Ah! Ah! Aaaaaaah!"
as he started shooting his load into Brandon's mouth.

Brandon felt the warm teen cum spurting into his mouth and tried to pull
off.  Steve wasn't having any of that! And he held Brandon's head tight as
he pulled him in even closer to deposit his sperm as deeply into Brandon as
he possibly could. Brandon began to swallow before he choked on Steve's
spunk.

As Steve loosened his grip, Brandon fought his way free. "Ur not supposed
to cum in my mouth Faggot!" Brandon yelled at Steve. "Man that was the
Bomb!"  cried Steve. "Ya, Bomb for you an chokin on spooge for me"
complained Brandon. "Please don't be mad at me Brandon, that was sooooo
cool" said Steve as he grabbed Brandon by the head again and kissed him
deeply. Brandon liked this and calmed down. "Now he's getting a taste of
his own cum!" thought Brandon.

Steve had bull-shited Brandon about emotions and feelings just to earn this
blowjob, but now that it was over Steve couldn't help but feel that part of
his bullshit had come true. He really did feel like he and Brandon had a
connection that they didn't have before, and at this moment, as much as he
even realized that Brandon had a legitimate beef to pick with him he didn't
want to fight, he just wanted to show his love for Brandon.

The two lay quietly in each others arms for some time before speaking.
"Brandon, you really are my best friend in the world and I wouldn't trade
you for anything." Steve said sincerely. Brandon smiled and curled into
Steve closer.  "Take off ur shorts an we'll go to sleep" suggested
Steve. Brandon giggled as he tugged his shorts down. How many times had he
and Steve shared a night in this bed? But, tonight was different.

They fell asleep with Steve holding Brandon close against his body. Steve's
cock slid comfortably up the cleavage of Brandon's ass. There was a comfort
here that hadn't existed before. Steve and Brandon had bonded in such an
intimate way that nothing would ever be the same between them again, and
both of them were happier for it.

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