Date: Mon, 27 Oct 1997 21:58:37 -0500 (EST)
From: MarkDrew@aol.com
Subject: Mark & Ronnie from Home Improvement

Mark and Ronnie: Home Improvement Buddies

"Hi mom!  I'm home!"  Mark Taylor called out as he came in the front door,
trailed by his new best friend Ronnie.  The two boys made their way to the
kitchen, but still didn't hear any reply.

"Looks like nobody's home yet." Mark said.

"There's a note." Ronnie muttered, fiddling with his silver spiked, black
leather dog collar.  He picked up the paper and handed it to Mark.

"Thanks, man." Mark said, taking the note and reading it.  "Cooooool!
Mom's at the library doing research.  Dad's at a car club meeting.  Brad
has a soccer match.  And Randy is doing an interview for the school paper."

"Cooooool!" Ronnie added, breaking into a wry smile.

Ronnie was new in school and immediately felt like an outcast, because he
wasn't like most other seventh graders.  He was really into extreme sports
like skateboarding and loved heavy metal too.  He liked to style in black
T-shirts and oversized shorts, just because it made him look and feel
different from the other kids.  The dog collar was an accessory that was
kind of over-the-top, but he liked the attention that he got from it.

Mark, being the youngest of three brothers, was always the butt of
practical jokes and taunting by Randy and Brad.  He additionally was having
to deal with a bizarre growth spurt that left him one of the tallest kids
in seventh grade.  He was so tired of being "nerd-boy", "brainiac" and just
plain being "good little Mark", that he decided he needed to change his
image.  He discovered his new image while watching the XGames on TV during
the summer and loved the clothes and heavy metal music.  He started buying
all the hottest skatewear, in black, which he decided would make him look
more moody and dangerous, in an effort to change his clean-cut image.

The two boys bumped into each other on the first day of school and after
the initial surprise of meeting someone who was dressed like themselves,
they discovered that they shared alot of the same interests.  Ronnie and
Mark quickly became best buds that day, even managing to get adjoining
lockers for gym class.

Mark returned Ronnie's grin and smiled.  "Looks like I'm the man of the
house, for now." he said, grabbing a couple cans of coke and a hand full of
cookies.  "Let's go on up to my room."

Ronnie munched on a cookie and washed it down with a swig of coke.
"Cooooool."

The boys raced quickly up the stairs to Mark's room and closed the door
behind them.

Mark set his coke down on his desk and turned back to Ronnie.  "Hey, I got
some new shirts.  Want to see them?"

"Sure.  Sounds cool." Ronnie replied, sitting on Mark's bed.

Mark held his arm pit up to his face and wrinkled his nose.  "Oooooh
man... I'm gonna have to change outta this one anyway." he smiled, peeling
off his shirt and tossing it into Ronnie's face.

"You fucker." Ronnie laughed, tossing the shirt back at Mark.  He looked at
his friend as he pulled the shirts from the drawer, admiring his lean, but
well toned body.  He noticed how the muscles flexed under his smooth skin
as he dug around his precious shirt drawer.  He was pretty sure that Mark
was about the hottest looking dude in the gym lockerroom.  He definitely
had the biggest cock, which looked to be almost five inches long when it
was soft, which was the only way he had ever seen it.  He figured it was
probably some seventh grade record, if anybody ever kept track of such a
thing.  Plus, the fact that Mark only had about 20 hairs around the base of
his cock and a set of juicy low hanging nuts made him easily the most
desirable dude in the lockerroom.

Mark turned back around and held a shirt up to display it.  "Whatcha think
of this one?" he asked.  Mark really valued Ronnie's opinion on things,
because he thought Ronnie was about the coolest guy his age that he had
ever met.  Ronnie was pretty quiet, but his dark tan and deep brown eyes
spoke alot for how cool he was.  Sometimes he wondered if Ronnie was into
some of the other "stuff" he liked.  Like jacking off.

"Cool." Ronnie replied.  "What else you got?"

Mark turned around and picked up another shirt.  "How's this one?" he
asked, looking into Ronnie's eyes for approval.

Ronnie smiled slightly.  "Guns & Roses.  Looks old." he commented, himself
a huge fan of their music.

Mark smiled.  "Yeah.  The guy said it was from a 1989 concert."  He was
especially proud of this one.  He set it down and picked up another one.
"How about this one?"

"Butt-Hole Surfers!  How the fuck you get that by your mom?" Ronnie
grinned, thinking about what the band name could mean.

"Shit dude!  She doesn't dress me."  Mark snickered.  "Besides, I do the
laundry during my chores sometimes, so she probably won't ever see it." he
winked.  He remembered that he had a couple of shirts that his mom had
shrunk so they were a little small on him.  "Hey Ronnie, I've got some
shirts that don't fit me so good.  You want them?"

"Maybe.  Are they cool ones?" Ronnie asked, always interested in getting
new tshirts.

Mark dug into his drawer and pulled out a couple he had pushed to the back
since he didn't wear them any more.  "Here, try these on." he said, tossing
them onto Ronnie's lap.

"Ok." Ronnie said, then stood up and peeled off his shirt, revealing his
nicely developing young upper body.

Mark thought Ronnie was built alot like his brother Randy, whose body he
admired.  He was sort of disappointed when Randy had developed a
fascination for girls and missed their jack off sessions.  "I think they'll
fit you ok." he said, thinking about how cool Ronnie looked naked.  Ronnie
wasn't circumcised, and his cock was pretty big, even if it wasn't as big
as his.  He had a nice patch of pubes, almost as much as Randy.

Ronnie picked up the first shirt and pulled it down over his head.  He
looked down and was surprised he didn't see anything on it.  "What the...."

"It's on backwards, you tool!" Mark kidded.  "Here, just slip your arms out
and I'll turn it around on your neck." he added, helping Ronnie by pushing
the shirt up his body.  He felt a tingle in his crotch as he slid his
fingers against his friend's smooth warm flesh.

Ronnie felt a tingle in his crotch as well.  Here he was, in Marks room,
just the two of them alone in the house.  "Uhhh... Thanks dude." he smiled,
as the shirt bunched up around his neck.  Mark proceeded to try and twist
it around, but it caught on the dog collar around his neck.

Mark stopped trying to twist the shirt around and started giggling.
"Ronnie, you're gonna have to lose that collar."

Ronnie tried to get it unbuckled, but the shirt was all twisted into it.
"You wanna do this."  he finally said in frustration.

Mark came around from behind and fumbled with the buckle, his fingers
brushing against the soft hairs on the back of Ronnie's neck.  Again, he
felt that twitching in his crotch, and felt his cock began to swell.  "It's
knotted up in there pretty good.  It might take a little work."  he
informed his friend, as he enjoyed the feel of Ronnie's warm skin and took
his time at working the shirt free.

"Careful, don't tear it."  Ronnie whispered hoarsely, himself enjoying the
touch of Mark's fingers on his neck.  He felt his cock swelling to a full
raging boner as Mark worked with the buckle.

Suddenly, Mark got an idea.  "Maybe if I turn this whole mess around to the
front, I can work on it better." he said slowly turning the shirt and
collar around on Ronnie's neck.  Then he came around in and stood in front
of his friend.  Their eyes met and they each broke into a wide grin.

"Hope this works." Ronnie giggled, as Mark began to twist the collar and
shirt around his neck.  "Ouch.  Ooooo Oooo!  It's pulling my hair." he
yelped, instinctively putting his hand up and grabbing Mark's wrist, to
prevent him from causing any more pain.

"Hey!  Watch it.  My finger is caught."  Mark winced, suddenly pushing
forward, trying to take the pressure off his finger.

The two boys staggered for a moment before Ronnie's legs bumped into the
side of Mark's bed, making him fall backwards onto the bed and bringing
Mark down right on top of him, between his splayed legs.  After the initial
shock of their falling together, the two boys began to realize they were
feeling their hardons rubbing together through their shorts.

Mark grinned and unloosened his fingers from Ronnie's dog collar.
"Oooops." he giggled, flexing his eight inch cock a couple times, thrilling
to the feel of Ronnie's cock against his.

Ronnie breathed shallowly, almost in utter disbelief at what was happening.
"No shit.  Oooops." he giggled, flexing his own six incher a couple times
as well.  He had been proud of having the biggest cock in 6th grade last
year, but he could feel Mark's cock was way bigger.  He slid his hands
slowly down to the small of Mark's back and pulled him closer as he flexed
his hard cock harder.

Mark let his body lay fully over Ronnie, thrilling in the pressing the
flesh of their bare chests and the anxious flexing of his friend's cock.
He began to gently grind his crotch against Ronnie's, causing an immediate
groan of pleasure to escape from his lips.  "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa...." he gasped,
feeling Ronnie pull their crotches together tighter.

Almost by instinct, Ronnie wrapped his legs around Mark's, allowing his
friend to grind his cock even more fully into his own.  "Oooooo Mark...
This feels so cool."

Mark looked into Ronnie's deep brown eyes and grinned shyly.  "Yeah... it
really does." he breathed, humping his cock slowly against his friend's.
He was even more thrilled when he felt Ronnie's hands begin to slide his
shorts and boxers down his ass.  "Hmmmmm..."

Ronnie was reeling with desire as his fingers came into contact with Mark's
firm ass cheeks.  He wondered if Mark would be as hot as his best friend
Adam had been before they moved.  The night before Ronnie moved away, Adam
and he had made the step from mutual jerking-off to a full fledged, cum
swallowing, sixty-nine.  He wondered just how experienced Mark was and if
they might end up doing the same thing.  "Hey Mark... let's strip man."

Mark stopped his humping and smiled, brushing his fingers through Ronnie's
spiked hair.  "Dude!  I thought you'd never ask." he giggled, sliding off
of Ronnie and standing up.  He wrapped his hand around the head of his
cock, through his shorts, and squeezed it firmly, wincing as the pleasure
rushed through his cock.  He looked down at Ronnie, who was doing the same
thing, then got an idea.  "I'll strip you, and you strip me.  Since you
already started it." he grinned.

"Ohhh maaaaan!  Waaaaayyyy cooooool." Ronnie gasped, sliding off the bed
and standing up.  He stood directly in front of Mark, stroking his hardon
through his shorts.  He gasped when Mark suddenly grabbed the waistband of
his shorts and quickly jerked them down, along with his boxers, making his
raging boner slap lewdly against his stomach.  He smiled proudly and gave
his uncut six incher a couple of tugs.  "Dude I can't believe this."

Mark smiled approvingly at Ronnie as he jacked off in front of him.
"Ronnie duuuude.  You're looking soooooo sexy."  he cooed, as he grabbed
his half dropped shorts and pushed them to the floor and stepped out of
them, grabbing his rock hard eight incher and stroking it fully.

Ronnie was surprised that Mark dropped his shorts himself, but his eyes
almost popped out of his head when he got an eye full Mark's equipment.
"Fuck Mark.  I knew yours was big, but it... it..."

"Looks good enough to eat doesn't it?" Mark leered, as he stroked a pearl
of precum from the slit.  He slid the slippery juice through his fingertips
then brought them to his lips, licking away his delicious boyjuice.

Ronnie gasped when he saw Mark taste his own precum, realizing that the big
dicked boy was probably hot to get a blow job.  Instinctively, he licked
his lips.  "Yeah... it does..." he whispered hoarsely, jacking his uncut
dick and bringing up a pearl of his own, which he quickly scooped up and
licked from his fingers.

Mark looked at the tangle of dog collar and tshirt around Ronnie's neck and
smiled to himself.  He reached over and unsnapped the buckle and quickly
had the shirt and collar removed from his friend's neck.  "Looks like your
neck is okay."  He grinned, caressing his fingertips over a slightly
reddened spot where the collar had pinched Ronnie's neck.

Ronnie looked into Mark's face, thrilling to his delicate touch.  He
decided to make a bold move and wrapped his fist around Mark's throbbing
dick, amazed at how much the big pecker filled his hand.  "Shit Mark...
it's so fuckin' huge."

Mark grinned, knowing he had Ronnie exactly where he wanted him.  He moved
closer, only inches from Ronnie's face.  "Glad you approve."  he whispered,
leaning forward to gently kiss Ronnie's lips as he wrapped his hand around
Ronnie's uncut six incher and stroked it fully.

Ronnie was surprised, at first, by Mark's kiss, then by the awesomely
wonderful way Mark's fingers worked his aching rod.  His deep brown eyes
met Mark's and he smiled shyly, then pressed his lips to Mark's, then slid
his tongue into his friend's warm wet mouth.  He was rewarded by a a more
insistent stroking on his cock and Mark's tongue eagerly wrestling with his
own.  He stroked Mark's cock lovingly and pressed the drooling tip against
his own, in a sticky slit to slit kiss.

Mark loved Ronnie's ample foreskin, maybe because it was so different from
his or Randy's, or maybe because the way it felt as he slid it up and down
Ronnie's shaft.  He found that he could slide it partly over his own
cockhead, which Ronnie had so thoughtfully pressed against it.  He really
enjoyed Ronnie's kissing too, and wondered if he had kissed other guys
before or had just learned it from kissing girls, like he had.

Ronnie sucked Mark's tongue lewdly, hungry to get his lips around that
thick shaft he was stroking.  He was almost afraid that he was going to
waste his own load on the floor instead of Mark's soft, velvety mouth.
Finally, Ronnie broke off their sloppy kiss, smiling into Mark's panting
face.  "I really liked that..." he grinned, still jacking Mark's rock hard
boner.

"You've got a great way of kissing." Mark breathed, nuzzling Ronnie's neck.
"Want to try your mouth on something else?" he asked, tugging his friend's
uncut boy dick.

Ronnie nuzzled Mark's neck in return, tasting the warm skin of his cute
classmate.  "I was thinking the same thing." he cooed, scooping a gooey
string of precum from Mark's slit and rubbing it through his fingers.  He
pulled away and while keeping his eyes locked on Mark's, seductively lapped
the delicious juice from his fingers.

Mark reached down and tossed the clothing off his bed and pulled Ronnie
onto the bed with him.  This was it.  He was going to go through with what
he had dreamed of doing with Randy.  He was going to suck cock for the
first time and get his sucked too.  "How do you want to do this?" he asked,
letting his inexperience show.

Ronnie grinned and maneuvered himself so that he lay in the opposite
direction of Mark.  "Sixty-nine is mighty fine." he snickered, wagging
Mark's dick.

Mark giggled and stroked Ronnie's cock.  "Yeah...  Fuck yeah!" he growled,
leaning his face forward to explore Ronnie's hardon up close.  He felt
something soft and warm against his dick head and looked to see Ronnie's
tongue doing its exploring for him.  That was all the prompting he needed
as he slid his tongue over the drooling slit, tasting Ronnie's precum for
the first time.  It tasted alot like his own, but different.  He knew right
away that he liked it.  He also loved the taste of Ronnie's hot cockflesh.

Ronnie jacked Mark's eight incher fully, trying to figure out just how his
relatively inexperienced mouth would handle such a wonderfully big boycock.
He pressed the head to his lips, swabbing it fully with his tongue, tasting
the delicious nectar oozing from Mark's slit.  He milked Mark's shaft
firmly and brought up more and more of the juice, loving the feel on his
tongue of the hot rubbery dick head.  He brushed his fingers through Mark's
sparse little pubes, marveling at how such a big cock could sprout from
such a young dude, before he slipped the drooling knob between his lips.

Mark winced with pleasure.  Before this, he had only felt the deft stroking
of his brother Randy's hand.  While Randy had a great touch, it was nothing
compared to the thrill of Ronnie's soft lips and swirling tongue.  He tried
to copy what Ronnie was doing to him, jacking the shaft and licking the
head.  He was fascinated by the way the foreskin slid over his tongue and
how he could feel the throbbing of Ronnie's heartbeat through his engorged
prick.  He slid his lips over the head and bobbed his head down lower and
lower, taking Ronnie's uncut boymeat deeper into his virgin mouth.

Ronnie cooed and moaned on Mark's dick as he felt his cock going into his
friend's mouth.  He felt a slight bit of pain as Mark let his inexperience
show by dragging his teeth over his shaft.  "More lips...  Watch your
teeth."  he gasped, licking down the side of Mark's shaft and tugging on
his pubes with his teeth.  He was rewarded by a powerful vacuuming suction
around his dick as his friend's hot velvety mouth became more accustomed to
cocksucking.  He arched his cock deeper into Mark's sucking mouth as he
slipped that juicy cock back between his lips.

Mark felt Ronnie's pubes his chin as the cock head probed his throat.  He
tugged Ronnie's cum filled balls, rolling them in his fingers, anxious for
a mouthful of their delicious boycum.  He loved their sexy aroma as rubbed
them against his face, sucking even harder as he arched his cock deeper
into Ronnie's mouth.

Ronnie was using his fist to keep Mark's cock at a suckable length, but
found that he could take more and more than he ever thought he could.  As
he thrilled to Mark's eager blowjob, he became more determined to get more
of his friend's throbbing dick down.  He felt so close to cumming he was
delirious with lust as he worked Mark's prick into his throat.  He fought
the gag reflex and soon had his friend's dick sliding easily deeper, until
he victoriously felt the tickle of pubes on his chin, then began to
concentrate on vacuuming on Mark's cock.

Mark's eyes rolled back in his head as the pleasure in his cock became
indescribable.  He hummed his pleasure through Ronnies cock as he felt the
cum boiling through his shaft, jetting deep into Ronnie's throat as his
body was wracked with pleasure.  His ass cheeks clenched as he pumped wad
after wad of young cum into his friend's mouth, feeling the insistent
tongue swirling and slurping up his load.

Ronnie swallowed the first four big squirts of awesome tasting semen and
used the next four to lubricate his sucking as it dripped from his cock
stretched lips.  He was delirious with pleasure as he felt his own
throbbing cock ejaculate powerfully into Mark's burning mouth.  He moaned
onto Mark's oozing cock and felt him sucking hungrily as he swallowed his
first mouth full of sperm.

The boys lay together, gently sucking each other's still hard and very
drained dick.  The exquisite pleasure in their sensitive cocks making their
minds reel with lust.  Suddenly, they both felt steamy splashes of wetness
squirting all over their bodies.  Surprised, they stopped sucking and
looked for the source.

"Hi guys."  Randy grinned, standing naked next to the bed and jacking his
cut 7 1/2 incher, which sprouted from a tiny tangle of golden blond pubes,
as he ran his fingers across his chest and tweaked his nipples.  "You guys
put one fuck of a show."

Mark looked at Ronnie, then back at Randy, totally perplexed by what was
happening.

Ronnie grinned at Randy's hot little body, taking in the deliciousness of
his youthfully rippled body and the cum coated fist that stroked his
beautiful cock.  He rolled over so that both he and Mark were facing Randy,
and lovingly stroked his hard uncut dick.

Randy kept jacking his dick and smiled, admiring Mark's hot young friend
with the juicy uncut dick and the cum dripping down his chin.  He smiled at
Mark's surprised face and admired his lean and well hung little brother,
noticing that his cock was bigger and even had some pubic hair now.  "If
you guys aren't too worn out...  Think you might want to try a three-way?"


To Be Continued?

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