Date: Wed, 11 Dec 2002 12:47:28 -0600
From: Craig Nickels <cnickels@kansas.net>
Subject: In the Sack in Sac town

Ethan Craft and Alan Twitty, or In the sack in Sac town

				  NOTICE

This story combines characters from two Disney TV shows:
Lizzie McGuire and Even Stevens. Those shows are owned and copyrighted by
Disney (and possibly also by ABC).
The character of Alan Twitty is owned by the creators of "Even Stevens
while the character of Ethan Craft is owned by the creators of Lizzie McGuire.
The story has teen boys engaging in sexual activities. If this doesn't
interest you, it's time to go ahead and leave now.

This story is a FANTASY. The situations described came from my own mind.
I don't know Clayton Snyder who plays Ethan Craft so I can't tell you
anything about him nor I have met A.J. Trauth who plays Alan Twitty, and
this story is not meant to convey anything about the actor's sexual
preferences.

Ethan Craft and Alan Twitty or In the sack in Sac Town


 Ethan and Twitty had met on a school field trip when Ethan's school had
come up to "Sac town" (as Twitty called Sacramento) to see the California
capitol and learn about state government.
Twitty's class had also been there. The boys had bumped into each other,
literally (they could each be rather clumsy), but had struck up a
friendship and had been e-mailing each other for weeks now and had gotten
to be very good friends.

 Since their friendship had grown, the two boys had talked a lot about
staying a weekend with each other during the summer.  Now that it was
summer between 8th and 9th grades, Ethan wanted to learn more about
Sacramento, and Twitty wanted to get down to the Southern California
beaches.

It was a late June day when Twitty received Ethan's e-mail that he'd be
allowed to bus up to Sac Town to stay at Twitty's house for the next
weekend, if that was ok.

 Ethan knew that he was gay, and over the past weeks Ethan had noticed that
he was attracted to Twitty. Not just in a friend type of way, but on a more
physical, even sexual level. A couple of times he had dreams about Twitty,
dreams that only ended when he woke up, often with an erection.

 Ethan knew his tall and handsome looks were very attractive to girls - the
girls at his school were always after him - but he hadn't been attracted to
them. There was really only one girl that he liked at all and that was only
as a friend. Still, it was through that girl, Lizzie McGuire, that Ethan
had met his best friend at school: David ("Gordo") Gordon.  Like Ethan,
David was a loner.  But Gordo hadn't excited Ethan the way Twitty had.
Truth be told, Ethan was attracted to Lizzie's little brother Matt. Matt
had takeen the wrong school bus one day, met Ethan on the bus, and the two
had quickly become friends.  Then Ethan had met Twitty, and now he couldn't
get the blond stud out of his mind.

 What Ethan didn't know was that Twitty was just as attracted to him!  Nor
could he have guessed what Twitty had planned.

At Twitty's house his parent's were just getting ready to leave for the
weekend.

 "Okay son, there's plenty of food in the fridge and you know where we're
going, right?" asked his mother.

 "Yeah Mom, everything is cool. Louis will probably come over so I won't be
alone," Twitty said, referring to his friend Louis Stevens. "Go ahead,
don't be late."

 "We'll see you Sunday evening," she said. "If there are any problems, call
the Stevens. They'v agreed to be your stand in family."

 "Sure thing. See you later. Have a good time!"

 Twitty's parents drove off and Twitty dashed back into the house. He
checked the clock quickly as he went by, nearly 2pm, only about an hour to
get ready. He threw off his clothes and jumped in the shower.

 After drying himself, he rummaged through the drawers in his room. He
found a scruffy set of jeans and coupled that with a half T-shirt that
showed off his tight abs.

 "What is it I find so attractive about Ethan?" he thought. "I mean sure,
he has beautiful eyes and an incredible face and that hair, and that smile
- I mean that is cosmic." It hit him suddenly that what he found attractive
was not the physical package but the total person: a blend of shyness,
beauty and vulnerability. " Well, soon I find out if the attraction is
mutual!"  He checked the clock.  "Jeez, I better get going!"

 Twitty called a cab.  Within minutes, Twitty heard a car pull up outside
and looked out to see the cab. "Greyhound bus station. I'm picking up a
friend, so when you get there, wait for us."


At the station, as soon as Twitty learned Ethan's bus had arrived, he ran
to greet his friend.

 "Yo, Ethan!

 "Hey Twitty!"

 "Got any more luggage?" Twitty asked.

 "Got it all here," Ethan replied. Then it hit him. "Where are your folks?"

 "They went shopping down in the valley."

 "Oh.  How'd you get here, and more important, how do we get to your
house?"

 "I've got a cab waiting, so come on."

 Soon the boys were back at Twitty's house.

 "What are we going to do? Got any ideas?" Ethan asked.

 "Well, I got some stuff from some friends of mine and I thought you'd like
to try it," Twitty said, dragging Ethan by the arm up the stairs.

 "What kind of stuff?"

 Twitty went into the drawer next to his bed and pulled out some pot.

 "This type of stuff."

 "Righteous!"

 Twitty quickly rolled a joint and the two boys sat there, passing it back
and forth. Twitty suspected that Ethan smoked pot himself, the guy was
always so mellow, and judging from the way Ethan handled the joint, he'd
done this before.

 Ethan took the joint from Twitty and sucked the smoke deeply into his
lungs. He was soon feeling very mellow.

 The two boys finished the joint and Twitty put on some music. The crystal
clear sounds of a flute pealed through the air.

 With the effects of the pot racing through him, the first high notes of
the music hit Ethan like a gong.

 "What is that Twitty? It sounds incredible!"

 "It's Paul Horn, playing the flute inside the Great Pyramid of Egypt. Come
up here and lay on the bed and listen to it closely."

 Ethan got up and lay on the bed.

 "Close your eyes Ethan. Let the music take you", Twitty whispered as he
lay down beside his friend. "Let it take charge of you."

 Man, Ethan thought. This was some really good stuff. Off to his side he
could feel where Twitty had laid next to him, Twitty's body was giving off
heat the same way that Ethan felt his was. He felt Twitty move until their
bodies touched side by side.

 The first song ended and the next one, with piccolo, crescendoed into the
room. Involuntarily Ethan jumped and put his hands out, one of them on
Twitty, who grabbed it with his own hand.

Twitty whispered, "What do you think of all this? Do you like it?"

 Ethan could only shake his head and squeeze Twitty's hand. He noticed that
the feel of Twitty' hand in his was different, liquid, sensual.  Ethan
could feel his cock starting to get hard.  This was so cool. Just that
little bit of feeling is doing all this.

 Twitty leaned over Ethan, looking down at his face, Ethan's eyes closed as
the music washed over him. Twitty looked down his friend's body and saw
that Ethan's cock was starting to push out at the front of his pants.

This music, thought Twitty. This music and the pot, it always made me horny
too.

 Ethan picked the moment that Twitty was looking down at his cock to open
his eyes.

 Twitty's attention snapped back. He looked down and saw Ethan smiling up
at him.

 "What were you looking at?" Ethan asked.

 "Just looking over my new best friend," Twitty replied.

 Twitty reached out and stroked Ethan's cheek, so soft, so incredible.
Very slowly Twitty leaned down, until his face was only an inch or so above
Ethan.

 Ethan could feel Twitty's breath each time he inhaled and exhaled and even
the air moving by his face like that was a sensation.

Ethan didn't dare move. Could it be possible that Twitty was really going
to kiss him? He could already taste his breath, sweet and warm. Ethan
pulled Twitty to him, kissing him. It started with just a brush, but as
they met both of the boys felt a new type of sensation , a mix of love and
lust.

 This is beautiful, Twitty thought, pressing himself into Ethan. I never
imagined anything could feel like this. They held each other for awhile,
neither boy wanted to rush things.

Ethan released Twitty after about a minute, actually pushing him away.

 "Oh man, Twitty, I'm sorry. That bus ride made me horny, and now the pot
and the music, and, well ...." He paused.  "There's something you should
know about me Twitty.  I'm gay.  Now if you're not cool with that, I'll
catch the next bus back home."


 "Hmm," said Twitty."

"What's that mean?" asked Ethan.

 "I was thinking."

 "Thinking what?"

 "Thinking -- I want you to want me, 'cause I want you Ethan.  I've been
attracted to you since we first met, but I didn't know how you'd feel."

"Well, why don't we see what happens... if I do... this!"

 Ethan reached for Twitty's T-shirt to pull it off.  "Hey!" Twitty
responded, and the two boys began to wrestle. Twitty, being stockier and
stronger, easily overpowered the slimmer Ethan, then lowered his head to
Ethan's chest, listening to his heart and feeling the heat of his
body. Twitty, backed off, ran his hands through Ethan's hair, then slowly
started unbuttoning Ethan's shirt and, with his assistance, got it off him.

 Ethan looked at Twitty above him, and smiled. Twitty lowered his face to
kiss. Together they kissed and explored each other's mouths, their hands at
the same time running up and down over each other's upper bodies.

 "Roll over, " Twitty commanded. Ethan did so. Twitty ran his hands down
Ethan's back and touched his ass, and Ethan started to moan and
wiggle. Twitty ran his fingers over Ethan's ass cheeks and slowly up
Ethan's crack.

 "I -- can't take -- much more of this" Ethan whimpered. "It's just too --
intense."

 "Can I take your pants off?" Twitty asked him, holding his breath for the
answer.

 "Only if I can take yours off Dude."

 "Sweet!" Twitty said, rolling Ethan over on his back and fumbling with the
belt. He finally got it open and then undid Ethan's pants, slowly unzipping
them. Both boys were almost in a trance. Twitty moved down and untied
Ethan's shoes and took them and his socks off and threw them on the
floor. Then he started working Ethan's pants down, Ethan lifting his hips
to assist.

 Ethan's cock was clearly tenting his boxers, hard as only a 15-year-old
can get, with a small wet spot outlining the head of his cock as it
strained for release.

 "My turn now", Ethan said to Twitty, rolling him over.  Ethan pulled
Twitty's T-shirt off.

 Twitty kicked off his shoes as Ethan moved to the front of his pants.

Ethan opened the top button of Twitty's jeans, then went down to the next
one. As each one opened it was like a release for Twitty and Ethan.


 As Ethan opened the third button, he noticed Twitty's pubic hair was
beginning to show.

 "You don't wear underwear?" he asked.

 "No man, not at home."



 Ethan looked down and saw the outline of Twitty's cock through the
jeans. He opened the last buttons and then pulled the pants down and off
Twitty, allowing Twitty's cock to spring out.

 Ethan was stunned. Never had he imagined this. Looking down at Twitty's
cock he felt his own getting harder and harder. As he finished pulling down
Twitty's pants, he felt Twitty reach for his boxers. Ethan let him pull
them down.

 The two boys were naked on the bed now, looking at each other.

 "You're beautiful" Ethan whispered.

 "You're incredible" Twitty answered. "This is like a dream to me."

 Ethan moved on top, leaned down and pressed himself into Twitty, kissing
him. Twitty kissed back. Then they started in a rhythm that seemed to take
hold of both the boys.  They started to move, slowly thrusting against each
other, the feeling of their cocks together an indescribable sensation to
them. Their kisses increased in passion as they moved faster and faster.

 Suddenly Twitty pushed Ethan away. "Oh damn, if we don't stop I'm going to
cum."

 "Don't you want to cum?" Ethan asked.

 "Yeah man, I sure do. But I want to do some other things with you before
that happens."

 "Whatever you want to do, I'll do."

   "I want to kiss you all over, and explore every part of you," Twitty
said as he rolled Ethan over on his back and leaned down beside him. He
softly kissed Ethan on his forehead and Ethan closed his eyes, to enjoy the
sensation better. Then Twitty slowly kissed and licked Ethan's face.


 Twitty used his tongue to trace Ethan's jaw and then continued down his
neck, reaching Ethan's chest. He started running his mouth and tongue all
over Ethan's chest, reaching his nipples.  As he touched them the first
time, Ethan bucked on the bed, his breath almost taken by the
feelings. Twitty rolled one nipple around on his tongue, taking it into his
mouth and sucking lightly on it.


 Twitty kissed over to the other nipple and lavished attention on it
also. He could hear the ragged breathing above him, Ethan moaning almost in
delirium, speaking words of pleasure. Twitty traced the path down the
center of Ethan's chest, reaching his belly button where he stopped for a
moment, exploring it with his tongue and enjoying the way that Ethan's body
moved in response to his every touch.

 Finally Twitty moved down and looked at Ethan's cock. It was perfect, he
thought, a little smaller around than mine maybe, but longer, I think, and
so nice.


There was a small patch of brownish pubic hair around the cock, which was
so hard that it had lifted completely away from his stomach and was
quivering in midair.

 A small drop of Ethan's precum had formed at the tip and Twitty felt drawn
to it. He leaned down and touched the tip of his tongue to that drop of
fluid, carrying it back to his mouth while leaving part of it still
attached to the boy's cock.

 At the touch of Twitty's tongue, Ethan's cock lurched and his body
shivered. A moan of intense pleasure came from Ethan. Twitty went down to
the base of Ethan's cock and licked it from bottom to top, quickly running
his tongue over the head and then back down the shaft.

 "Ohh please, Twitty. I can't take much more. Would you..."

 Twitty lowered his head, as if in answer, and took Ethan's cock into his
mouth, swirling his tongue around it like it was a piece of candy. The
taste was incredible to Twitty as he slowly took all the boy's cock into
his mouth.  And the feeling was incredible to Ethan.

 As he reached the base of Ethan's cock, Twitty rose up, then down and
continued in rhythm, never stopping the motion of his mouth and tongue on
the boy's hard cock.

 "Twitty, God, ohh man. I can't hold out much longer. I'm going to shoot
off soon."

 "Mmmmmm" was Twitty's answer as his head started bobbing more quickly. He
increased the suction as he went up and down and could taste the precum
flowing steadily. Ethan's cock seemed to Twitty to get longer and wider
with each stroke.

 "Oh Twitty, this is it. I'm shooting, ohh, aaaahhhh", the last words in
almost a yell.

 Twitty felt Ethan's cock expand ever more and then he could feel it give a
big throb and a large spurt of semen almost filled his mouth. Ethan's cock
continued to throb and spurt, pouring the sperm into his mouth. Twitty
pulled up a little, just enough to swallow and then took Ethan as deep in
his mouth as he could and let Ethan's cock continue to cum, slowly moving
up and down, milking the sperm from his cock. He could feel the way that
each spurt shook Ethan's body, the way Ethan's hands in his hair would
shiver each time another load of his sperm went into Twitty's eagerly
sucking mouth.

"Oh Twitty" Ethan tried to speak but the words wouldn't come, his breath
gone from the orgasm that was just now starting to taper off. As the last
of his sperm flowed into Twitty's mouth he felt the final notes of the
music, tingling his toes and making his hair feel like it was standing up
from his head.

 Twitty rolled the remains of Ethan's sperm in his mouth, tasting the
sweet-salty flavor of it over and over. It tasted so good, like sugar
frosting on an angel food cake. He pulled up off his cock and, seeing
another drop of cum, licked that up as well.

 Then he lovingly put Ethan's cock slowly down and came back up and lay
down beside him.

 "Did you like that?" Twitty asked with a smile.

 "I've never felt anything like that before. It felt like my whole body and
life were coming out of my cock but if felt so good that I didn't care if I
died or not. I think I love you" he told Twitty.

 "I feel the same way about you."

   Ethan moved his hand down Twitty's body, reaching his hard cock. He
looked down at it, then back at Twitty and smiled.  "My turn."

Ethan moved down between Twitty's legs and looked at him. Twitty's eyes
were closed in anticipation of what was to come. Ethan could see Twitty's
heart beating, his chest moving each time. "He is a little bigger than I
am" he thought, "but so perfect."  Ethan's attention was big!

 He leaned his face down into them and cupped them in his hands, breathing
in and out, breathing in Twitty's scent. He smelled of good things, summer
sweat in the backyard, what his own skin smelled like drying after a
swim. He opened his mouth and licked all over Twitty's nuts, listening to
the moans of pleasure above his head.

Ethan moved his tongue out and encircled one of Twitty's balls (eliciting a
gasp from Twitty) then took it into his mouth and ran his tongue around
it. The taste of Twitty was incredible, It was clean, almost a sweet taste
to Ethan's tongue. It was an enticing taste, one that drove him to take
Twitty's other ball in his mouth, massaging them both with his lips and
tongue and feeling, he believed, all of the sperm waiting to come out,
waking it all up to come to him.

 Finally he let Twitty's balls out of his mouth, moving up and taking the
head of Twitty's leaking cock into his mouth. He went down slowly, using
his tongue to feel every ridge, every bump and contour of Twitty's
cock. Then Ethan took it down all the way in a single thrust and stayed
there for a long moment.

 Twitty flexed his cock as Ethan started to move up and down, doing it
harder and faster. Both of the boys were in another world as their eyes
suddenly met and both of them recognized in each other a longing that was
going to be fulfilled over this weekend.

 "I'm going to shoot real soon, it's like what you're doing with your mouth
is reaching down inside of me to draw it all out," said Twitty.

 Hearing this, Ethan picked up speed. He wanted Twitty's sperm in his
mouth, wanted to feel him shoot hard, wanted to make sure that he gave as
much pleasure as he had gotten earlier from Twitty.

Ethan moved his face down again and then he felt it, Twitty's cock pulsing
as an intense stream of sperm shot out into his mouth, almost choking him
and filling his mouth with the taste o Twitty's semen.

 Both boys were lost in a world of pure feeling, concentrated on the
spurting cock, it felt so good, so natural. This was what they both had
been dreaming about but the dreams didn't compare at all with the reality
of doing it.

 Ethan kept softly sucking on Twitty's cock for a few moments, running his
hand up and down to pump out the last of Twitty's cum. As he felt Twitty's
cock soften he gave it a last kiss and came up to lay beside Twitty,
leaning over the boy for a kiss.

 The two boys stayed locked together in a kiss; a long exploring kiss, for
two or three minutes.  Finally they broke apart and smiled at each other.

"Ethan, Dude, that was Sweet!" Twitty just managed to get the words out.

 "I'm just sorry we can't make this last forever," Ethan said.

 "Who says we can't?"

 "But your parents, and mine ..."

 "My parents are gone for the whole weekend. We have 2 days alone here!"
said Twitty.

 "Dude, that is so righteous!" said Ethan.

  "I know, Sweet."

 With this last comment the boys hugged each other and lay that way,
drifting off to sleep together.

The End