Date: Sun, 07 Oct 2001 02:49:58 +1100 From: Vostock 1 <vostock2@hotmail.com> Subject: Syracuse Chronicles--Chap#1--A Late Night Call-- Adult/Youth The following is a work of fiction, which depicts sexual acts between men and teenage boys. Persons under 18, and those forbidden by law, should not be reading this. If you are not interested in sexually explict material such as this, go away. The author appreciates comments and constructive suggestions from readers, flames will be ignored. This is only the first chapter of a lengthly story about a group of young men in NY State. Enjoy. It was a beautiful early spring night, warm with a bit of a breeze, a good Friday night for going out and having some fun. Steve would have liked to go out and hit the bars for a few drinks and a bit of entertainment, but he was really too tired to contemplate anything other than heading home, and then hitting the sack - alone. San Diego was a great place, but not much fun if you were working 6 days a week like Steve had been lately. As Steve, was driving home he listened to the news on the car radio, and he heard they were having a late blizzard back East. Steve laughed, at least he wasn't caught up in that mess, his parents were probably digging out at that very moment. Maybe it wasn't so bad here after all. Steve pulled in to the garage, gathered up his laptop and unlocked the door, and in the distance he heard the phone ringing. "Shit" exclaimed Steve, as he dropped his stuff by the door and bounded for the bedroom. He sprawled across the bed and grabbed the phone. "Hello" he said, but there was only a faint rustling on the other end of the line. "Hello" repeated Steve, "Is anybody there?" But there was only a muffled sound on the other end, and a creaking noise. Steve dismissed it as crank call or bad connection, and was about to hang up when he heard someone call his name. "Hey Steve" barked a disembodied voice. It sounded strange, very scratchy and distant. "What the hell is going on here, who is this?" wondered Steve. "Hey buddy, are you there?" shouted the voice "Who's this?" Steve barked into the phone "It's me....Josh" croaked the voice "Josh!" shouted Steve. "Good to hear from you Big Guy" Steve was now excited, it was his old buddy Josh from back home in Syracuse. "Cold enough for ya?" he teased The realization that it was Josh brought back many memories for Steve, all of them good memories. He and Josh had been friends, and a lot more, since they were 7 years old. They were an odd duo, Steve the blonde haired puppy, and Josh the gigantic, intimidating Native American, were not the usual pair of buddies most people were used to, but there had been no one closer than Steve and Josh. There was a lot of static and echoing on the phone, from a speaker phone Steve surmised, but he was puzzled why Josh was talking on speaker phone. "So what do I owe this great honor to Big Guy?" Steve asked mockingly. "Just calling to say thank you" muttered Josh "What is going on," wondered Steve? He and Josh were old buddies, but they had gone their separate ways and didn't see much of each other, mainly because of the many miles between them since Steve had moved to San Diego after college. Steve had last seen Josh at Christmas, when he was home in Syracuse. What did Josh mean, calling to say thank you? "What are you talking about Big Guy, thank you for what", asked Steve? There was a series of strange noises from the phone, like grunting and sighing, which puzzled Steve even more. " What the fuck are you doing, taking shit while you're on the phone?" joked Steve. "What are you calling to thank me for?" Steve asked again. There was a loud burst of laughter from the phone. "I'm not taking a shit Steve, I would not be that disrespectful, at least not to you" said Josh. It sounded to Steve like Josh was trying to talk with his teeth clenched, which didn't really improve the already garbled communications. "Josh, what the fuck is going on, why are you talking so funny, calling me on your shitty speaker phone, and what are thanking me for?" asked an exasperated Steve. Josh laughed and began to explain. "I'm calling to thank you for the wonderful present you sent me" Steve was still baffled, "What present would that be Josh?" There was some muffled noise on the other of the line, then a second voice spoke. "Hi Steve" said a somewhat shaky voice, "It's me....Neil" It hadn't been necessary for Neil to identify himself, Steve would have recognized his little brother's voice anywhere. "Oh my God" thought Steve. "Neil is with Josh, this can't be happening" "Ahhhhummm, Neil, ......what are you doing there?" asked Steve, already knowing the answer. There was an explosion of laughter from the phone. "What do you think we're doing?" shouted Josh. "I've got you're little brother on his hands and knees on my king size bed, and he's got 8 inches of my cock up his ass, and he wants more, don't you Neil." "Oh Jesus" groaned Neil, a bit overwhelmed by the experience. "Josh, don't hurt him, you be very careful, he's just a kid" shouted Steve, envisioning Josh's massive cock impaling his brother, a thought that terrified and aroused him. "It's okay Steve" panted Neil, "I can handle it, I'm okay" he reassured. "Of course you're okay" boomed Josh's voice, "He's in very good hands" Steve's head began to spin as he imagined what was taking place, he hoped Josh could handle the situation. Despite his concerns, Steve pulled off his pants and began to stroke his cock as he envisioned his brother's defilement. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Back in Syracuse, the wind was howling and the snow was really piling up. The streets were almost deserted, anyone with common sense was indoors. At Josh's place on Maryland St. there were very few lights on, only the bathroom light and the small lamp on his dresser were on, but that was enough light for Josh to see what he was doing. Neil was doggie style on the bed, with his head bowed and his arms braced to support him against Josh's onslaught. He was trying to relax himself and accept Josh's massive prick into his muscular ass. Neil had learned the finer points of butt-fucking from Steve, and he had been a very attentive student. He knew the key to an enjoyable fuck was relaxation, relaxation of the body and the mind, but he was finding it a little hard to relax, while Josh's huge cock burrowed ever deeper into him. He wasn't very experienced in fucking, and Josh's cock far surpassed anything he encountered, or had ever imagined. Neil idling wondered if it might have been easier to shove a baseball bat up his ass. He had been warned that Josh was big (everything about Josh was big), but he never would have dreamed it was this big, until he had seen, and touched, Josh's massive 13 inch cock. Neil raised his head and looked into the mirror mounted above the headboard, and in the dim light he saw Josh watching him with his trademark shit eating grin. Josh pushed forward, shoving his mammoth dong deeper into Neil's butt. "How you doing boy?" he asked Neil, as he stroked the teen's broad shoulders and fed another half inch of cock into his lovehole. "Good, good" panted Neil. "It doesn't hurt, I just feel really full" Josh pulled his cock back about 3 inches, the flared mushroom head dragging along the moist walls of Neil's inner channel, sending waves of pleasure through both of them. On the inward thrusts Josh would go a little deeper each time, stretching the passage to accommodate him. The in and out thrusts were at a very slow pace, Josh didn't want to injure his new fuck buddy, a relative novice at the art of butt fucking. Josh reveled in the glorious feelings he was experiencing and wanted to prolong the encounter. He had been working very hard lately, Josh was always busy, and the last few months had been a blur of long days, meetings, and deals. He had been telling himself he needed a break and some relaxation, but he never expected this was how he would spend his Friday night. It had been a lousy day at the shop, very few customers, and when they did get customers, they invariably didn't have what they were looking for. The weather had gotten steadily worse after lunch, and the weatherman had told everyone to batten down the hatches, so he had let the guys close up around 3:30 and then he had settled down to do some bookkeeping. Josh had headed home around 6PM, slipping and sliding despite his 4 wheel drive. When he reached his place he had to floor it and smash through the drifts just to get in his driveway. As Josh switched off the ignition he saw someone standing on the porch. Puzzled, Josh approached, and the person turned around and saw him. "Hey Josh" he exclaimed "I thought you'd never come home, its freezing out here" It was Steve's little brother, one of the twins, although Josh couldn't recall his name at the time. "What is he doing here" wondered Josh. Josh gave him the once over, and realized the kid had definitely grown up, no longer the goofy kid riding his little tricycle on the driveway. The boy was now a young adult, and Josh realized he looked a lot like Steve, about 6'3, blond hair, broad shoulders, light blue eyes, and even bundled up in his winter coat Josh could tell he was very well built. "I'm Steve's brother, Neil" said the young man, sensing that Josh couldn't remember his name. "How ya doin Neil" boomed Josh, relieved that he now knew the guy's name. "Get stranded by the storm?" "Uh, yeah, sort of" replied Steve. " I thought you'd be home, and I figured I'd come over" Josh let him in and made them some coffee, while Neil warmed up in the living room. He put a shot of brandy in each cup, to make them a little extra warm. The situation seemed strange to Josh, Neil's family lived on the other side of town, and he was pretty sure the kid went to Samuel Morse High School, which wasn't near his neighborhood. Neil seemed nervous and made some idle small talk while they had their coffee. Josh decided to cut to the chase. "So, tell me Neil" he began, "what made you decide to come see me, on one of the worst nights of the year, and what made you wait on my porch, freezing your ass off, just hoping I would come home" Neil shuddered and took a deep breath, "Steve told me about you" he said, in a whisper. "Told you what about me?" asked Josh "Well, after Christmas, Steve took me back to San Diego for a visit" explained Neil. "While I was out there we talked about a lot of stuff, and I told him I was into guys, and he told me he was too" Neil was now looking Josh straight in the eye, "Steve popped my cherry" he continued, " Gave me lessons, showed me how to do everything I'd always wanted to do" Josh was stunned, his old lover Steve had popped his little brother's cherry, and now the kid was sitting in his living room, all alone on a cold night. "Did Steve tell you to see me?" asked Josh, wondering if the kid had any idea what he was getting himself into. "No", replied Neil, "Steve told me that you and him were fuck buddies for a long time, and he said you were probably too big for me to handle, but I think I can handle you" Josh was bemused, the kid was definitely cute and he was well built, but he was a little young for Josh. "Steve's probably right, you need someone your own age" said Josh "I'm not a little kid, I'm a man" retorted Neil as he stood up. He pulled off his sweat shirt, revealing a well defined torso, straining underneath his t-shirt. Josh was impressed, and was even more impressed when Neil pulled off the t-shirt, giving him the full view of his powerful frame; the bulging pecs, the dark nipples, the six pack abs, broad shoulders, it was a breathtaking site. "I can't ask any of the guy's in school, so I'm asking you" said Neil as unzipped and began to peel off his jeans. He stood there in his boxers, a healthy bulge quite evident, and gazed up at Josh with his puppy dog eyes. "So, are you going to take care of me, or toss me out into the cold?" Josh looked at him and smiled. "You have no idea what your getting yourself into, but if you don't give a shit, I don't give a shit!" Josh held out his hand and said, "Lets head upstairs" In the bedroom, Neil pulled off his boxers revealing a very long and thick cock, with a small amount of blond pubes. Josh was impressed, Neil's cock looked to be bigger than Steve's was, and Steve's had been pretty big, but of course neither were as big as Josh's cock was, nobody was as big as Josh. Josh began to strip off his clothes, as Neil anxiously watched him while toying with his cock.. Josh was a big man, 7 foot 2 inches and about 300lbs, very solidly built, not a bodybuilder's physique , but muscular nonetheless. His skin was dark brown, as befitted his Indian heritage Once in high school a girl had said he looked like a lighter skinned version Shaquille O'Neill, which was a fairly apt description, although Josh had a full head of hair. And then there was Josh's cock; the biggest one anyone had ever seen, certainly the biggest in Syracuse, probably the biggest one in New York state; 13 thick inches, with a spider web of veins running the length of it, and a thick foreskin that covered 3/4 of the mushroom head. No one who saw it would forget it, even the straight guys would stare in awe and make comments about it, Josh was a legendary figure in Syracuse, his size ensured that. Neil shuddered with awe, lust, and a little bit of fear, as Josh slipped off his boxer's and revealed his magnificent cock. "You sure you want to do this" he asked Neil "Oh yeah" said Neil, not taking his eyes off the humongous dong. "I need and I want it, and you're going to give it to me" They started off slow, Neil on his knees licking Josh's cock, then with his jaws stretched wide he began to take it into his mouth. Neil rolled his tongue around, pushing back Josh's foreskin and lapping the sensitive skin beneath, which elicited sighs of contentment from Josh. Neil proceeded slowly, Josh's massive cock took some getting used to, and that was fine with Josh, they had all night. Because of Josh's size, it took him a little while for him to build up a head of steam, but when he got hard, he got very hard and stayed that way. The stories about guys with big cocks being unable to get completely hard did not apply to Josh. Neil began to take Josh deeper and deeper into his mouth, using lots of saliva to make it slick, and make his task easier.. Josh placed his massive hands on Neil's head, and began to gently face fuck the boy, forcing about 6 inches of cock into his mouth. Josh knew there was no way Neil or anyone else could deep throat his monster, so he contented himself with gentle thursts, using only part of his cock, and deriving a great deal of pleasure from the young man's mouth. He looked down at Neil, and saw Neil staring back at him, smiling around the massive cock in his mouth. " How ya doin boy?" he asked jovially. "You handling that cock okay, boy?" Neil merely murmured, sending pleasant vibrations through Josh's cock.. Josh just stood there, his head thrown back, breathing deeply, as all the tension slowly drained from his body, while the blond boy bobbed up and down on his cock. Neil's jaw was straining as he frantically tried to cram the cock in his mouth, and all the while he mused at the situation. Here he was, on a Friday night, on his knees sucking a cock like some cheap slut, Neil Keller-the pretty boy jock from Samuel Morse High, one half of the infamous Keller Twins of Syracuse-sucking this huge Indian cock, and loving every minute of it! Josh pushed Neil away from his cock and pulled him onto the bed, arranging them into a 69 position, with Neil on top. Neil quickly resumed his sucking, while Josh began to sample Neil's large teenage cock. While Josh's mouth was occupied, his hands began to knead Neil's firm ass, and pry the cheeks apart, revealing his hairless crack and puckered hole. Josh jumped right in and began tonguing the boy's hole, which caused a predictable reaction. " Fuck, oh Fuck" screamed Neil. "Do it Josh, do it!" Neil was in heaven, the rim job was sending delightful shock waves throughout his body, and made him realize that soon, Josh's massive tool would be probing his hole. The last few months had been hell for Neil, he was starving sexually. His visit to his brother in San Diego had been his sexual awakening, and had soon turned into a week long orgy. Once Neil had returned to Syracuse the cold reality had set in, he had no one to turn to for sexual relief. Neil was too chicken to come out to his friends or family, and too inexperienced to seek out other sexual partners, so he had resorted to his hand for relief. All the while he had continued with school, hockey practice, his part-time job, and the day to day routine of teenage life; but inwardly he was boiling over with lust, appraising his friends and total strangers, wondering what each of them would be like in bed. Neil was afraid he would lose it one day, pop a boner in the showers, say something he shouldn't say; then he would be an outcast. His twin brother Mike must know what was up, but he wasn't letting on. But after tonight, Neil would have an outlet for his lust. Josh reached his long arms over to the night table and grabbed a large tube of lube from the drawer. Smearing a large amount on his finger he began to probe Neil's tight hole, first with one finger, then with two, then with four (two from each hand), all the while listening to Neil's joyous shouts. Once Josh felt Neil was ready, he pushed him into the doggie position and knelt behind him, teasing the boy's hole with his massive cock. "You ready, pup?" he asked teasingly. "Give it to me, give it to me" Neil shouted, crazed with lust. " Okay, you asked for it, you got it" said Josh, as he shoved the head of his cock into the teen's willing hole. Neil yelped as the plum sized cockhead forced its way past the protective ring of muscle and into his ass. Josh chuckled, they always yelped, or screamed, or cried, or jumped up and ran away; there was just no helping it with a cock as big as his. Josh was impressed, Neil wasn't begging him to stop or protesting that he was being ripped in half, he was taking it like a man. Neil was an athlete, a damn good one, and he was used to dealing with pain--if a defensive back tackled you, you got back up and walked to the huddle; if you got checked into the boards, you kept on skating; as his coaches had send 'Winners never quit' and Neil was a winner. The pain quickly subsided into a dull ache and a full and stretched feeling as the massive cock moved deeper and deeper into him. He had been practicing for this night, with cucumbers from the refrigerator, but still it was more than he could have imagined. Neil remembered to breathe deeply and relax himself, all the while Josh was drilling deeper and deeper. It amazed Josh that the kid was taking it relatively easily, but then he remembered that boy had been broken in by Steve, and Steve was a master at popping cherries. There was no doubt in Josh's mind that Steve would be proud of his brother, and so he reached for the phone to share the news. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Steve was lying on his bed in San Diego, stripped naked, his cock in his hand, listening to the grunts and groans coming from the phone, imagining the scene in Josh's bedroom back in Syracuse. He was overwhelmed with emotions, lust at the thought of the hot sex, concern for his brother's well being, and disbelief that this was actually happening - how had this all come about. It was a long story. TO BE CONTINUED.