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Jon met Bill during their senior year in high school. They met working at 31
Flavors after school. Jon admired Bill right from the start. Bill was, after
all, real attractive with that tall, slender build. And, when you added those
clear blue eyes and red hair, Jon just never knew what hit him. Still, what
Jon liked best was Bill's "kookiness". Somehow the guy could do the kookiest
things and never seem out of place.

It was quite a while before they became friends. But Jon had thoroughly
studied Bill during the short time they had known each other. Especially when
it came to how Bill dressed. Jon had very firm ideas of what made guys look
good, and what turned him on. Bill seemed to dress that way naturally.
Actually, Bill's wardrobe was pretty limited. A few pair of 501s along with
some levis cords in white and "surfer" blue. He wore them just slightly
loose, but snug enough to show the definition of his body. Underneath he wore
boxer shorts, when he wore anything at all. Jon always got a little excited
when he saw the top of Bill's boxer shorts showing above the top of his jeans.
And I do mean excited!

Jon dressed pretty much the same, though he wore his levis a little tighter
than Bill. After a few weeks of watching Bill in boxers, Jon had to have some
too, and he bought a few pair to replace the cotton briefs he had always worn.
The looseness gave his cock more room to move around inside his pants, and the
feeling of the fabric rubbing against his cock got him aroused pretty often.

"Shit," Jon thought to himself, "hard again." He and Bill were cleaning up
the store after closing, and Bill had taken off his shirt. Jon's cock had
immediately stirred at the site of Bill standing there wearing only blue jeans
and boxer shorts. Jon untucked his t-shirt to cover the offending bulge, and
rearranged his cock inside his pants. "Maybe I should let him see me this
way!" Jon absently stroked the front of his jeans as the fantasy about Bill
started to develop.

Jon thought about walking up to Bill with that obvious hard-on showing through
his faded levis.

"You too?" Bill would say.

"Yeah, the heat always makes me horny."
Bill would reach out, placing his palm on Jon's denim-covered cock. "Lets see
how horny!"

Jon imagined Bill stroking his cock through the layers of boxers and levis.
Bill's hands pulling him closer, as he rubbed Jon's cock and balls and felt
Jon's ass. Finally the two of them press together, crotch-to-crotch, hard-on
to hard-on thrusting against each other until both bodies shiver as the orgasm
moves from their balls through their cocks.

"I'm cumming," Jon said aloud, shooting his creamy load right through his
shorts and into his jeans.

"What was that?" asked Bill from the other room. The sound pierced Jon's
fantasy, and he quickly realized what happened.

"Just bitching about cleanup," Jon replied, as he felt the warm, stickiness in
his pants. "Oh god that felt good, maybe next time for real!" he thought to
himself.

What Jon didn't realize was that Bill had peeked a look while he was deep in
sexual fantasy, and had seen him jacking off. That night, Bill thought about
Jon stroking himself in his jeans.

"So fucking cool. That's what it is. It's so fucking cool that he gets off
like that." That's what Bill thought as he laid on his bed still wearing his
levis and boxers. His cock was rock hard and his shorts were absorbing the
pre-cum as he stroked himself.

Bill had been getting off in his shorts and jeans since he was 12. A friend
told him about jacking off that way, and he had been doing it in "gear" ever
since. At 14, Bill met a guy named Steve who liked to hump in levis or
wearing just underwear. They had been rolling around on the floor doing
something, when the next thing Bill knows, this guy is on top of him pumping
his cock against Bill's crotch... And, Bill's cock is responding.

For two months, Bill and Steve creamed in their gear together every chance
they got. Their dicks inside each others boxers, the cum soaking through so
they never knew whose sperm they were feeling. Pair after pair of levis
christened with hot loads as they jizzed in their jeans. They even went to
movies together, sitting in the theatre, jacking off by rubbing the front of
their jeans until they shot, leaving wet stains on the front of their pants.
Steve moved away after a few months, and Bill had mentioned jacking off in
underwear to a few guys, but only ever got strange looks. Now, he had
actually seen another guy jacking off in his shorts, and his cock had
immediately responded.

Bill thought of Jon with him on the bed, both of them stripped to their levis
and laying on top of one another. Feeling each other, kissing each other and
pressing their cocks against one another through the fabric of their jeans.
Bill pressed his cock against the mattress as he thought about Jon, and rubbed
his cock through his jeans against the bed. Bill saw himself undoing Jon's
jeans and then pulling his own pants off. Each of them now stripped to just
boxer shorts, their cocks still covered with fabric. Bill could feel the
pre-cum soaking into his shorts as he humped the bed. What would Jon think?
He imagined Jon slipping his cock through the fly of his shorts, so that both
of their cocks are now rubbing against Bill inside his underwear. Finally
together, Bill feels both of them tense as the climax builds up from inside,
pushing up from their balls into shafts and finally explodes in massive spurts
creaming their shorts.

As the climax subsides, Bill realizes that he's cum in his levis, and quickly
reaches to stroke his still hard cock through wet jeans. He's cum so hard,
that even the bed is wet with his cream. Bill unbuttons his levis, and grabs
his cock through his cum-soaked shorts. Slowly he starts jacking off again,
using his cum as a lubricant. With one hand he strokes himself... one hand
wrapped around underwear-covered cock and with the other hand he brings his cum-soaked jeans to his
face and rubs the still creamy jeans against his mouth and cheeks. Bill cums
a second time, before falling asleep amongst his cum-stained clothing and
thoughts of Jon.

"He's invited me over. HE'S INVITED ME OVER!" Jon was ecstatic. "He said
come over Friday and STAY THE NIGHT!" Jon was really surprised that Bill
thought enough about him to invite him over. Now how to take advantage of
this situation.

"I'm not gonna jack off this week, that's what I'll do. I'll be good and
ready for Friday. No, that's stupid, I'll be hard all week if I don't." Jon
was hard all week anyway. By the time Friday rolled around, he'd cum in all
his new boxer shorts, and in at least three pair of levis.

"Oh Christ, now what do I do?" Jon scrounged through his clothes for the
least cum-showing pair of jeans. At least his boxers weren't stained, but the
ones he'd have to pack would be. "I'll be able to hide that at least."
Jon arrived at Bill's at about 4 p.m. "My mom's making dinner," Bill advised.
"Let me show you around."

Bill lived up in the hills in Malibu, and led Jon outside to explore around
the house. Bill scrutinized Jon as they walked. "Are those the pair?" Bill
wondered. "Is that a stain?"

Bill did his best not to seem too interested in Jon's crotch, and gave an
in-depth tour of the backyard and wilderness surrounding the house. Jon
learned about the neighbors, rode Bill's dirt bike, and snuck furtive looks at
Bill so see the state of his cock. "I'm getting nuts about this," he thought
to himself. "I'm gonna have to make the first move!"

Just then Bill suggested they take a ride on the bike to an area a couple of
miles away, and Jon hopped on the back of the bike, and found himself pressed
up against his friend. The bumps and hills were too much for Jon, causing him
to slide up against his friend every so often, with the result being a major
hard-on.

"It's up ahead," Bill said, and slowed down to let Jon off. As Jon
dismounted, Bill noticed his now-evident bulge, and felt his own cock ooze a
little pre-cum. He, too, had been pretty excited by the trip with Jon so
close to him.

Bill climbed off his bike, making sure that his own hard cock could be seen,
but Jon hadn't noticed. He was looking off in another direction. "I know,"
thought Bill, and he took immediate action.

Quietly, Bill walked up behind Jon, and slowly pressed his hard levis-covered
cock against his ass, then quickly placed his hand squarely over Jon's cock.
It was still rock hard. "I think we're in a similar situation."
"Let me feel your cock," Jon asked, and turned around to face Bill. They
groped each other through their jeans.

"Stroke it," Bill demanded, pointing to the bulge in his jeans. "Rub my jeans
and feel my cock." Their hands covered each other, moving over the denim,
feeling cocks, ass, thighs and balls. Slowly, off came their shirts, and they
pressed against one another, feeling skin to skin now, levis to levis.

Jon slowly unbuttoned Bill's levis to reveal the boxers underneath. They were
wet with pre-cum, and stained from other orgasms. Jon ran his hand over
Bill's cock, using the fabric as a sheath. "You look so hot," he said.
Bill wasted no time in pulling Jon's jeans off. "I saw you jack off at work.
I looked in to see what you were doing, and you were rubbing the front of your
levis. I knew you came. I shot in this pair five times later that night
thinking about it. I really get off doing it in my underwear or jeans. I
guess you do too. I figure that's why you started wearing boxers."
"I'd always see you with your shorts sticking out above your jeans, and I'd
get so turned on, I just had to have a pair. I think about us sticking our
cocks in each other's shorts, and rubbing against each other until we cum.
Man, that gets me so excited.

Standing up, Bill and Jon stuck their cocks in each other's boxers, and
pressed up against one another. They felt their cocks slide against each
other's crotch, and the feel of each other's cock against their own body, with
all of this mixing with the feel of pre-cum soaked underwear. They felt their sweat mix in, and finally they felt
their cocks as they could no longer hold back the final explosion. Bill
started to shoot first, and just as the first drops struck Jon's chest, he too
started to cum. Together they jerked and shot about half a dozen times until
the orgasm finally subsided. Still standing, they used each other for support
as they felt their cum-soaked boxers start to cling.

"So hot... so fucking hot," they muttered together, and finally peeled
themselves apart. They looked at each other standing their in totally
sperm-soaked gear, and felt content wearing each other's cum. They knew this
was the start of a very special relationship!