Date: Sat, 19 Sep 2015 18:43:05 +0000
From: rob roberts <rr2254@hotmail.com>
Subject: D and J Chapter 1 (gay - highschool)

D and J   Ch.1

This I a fictional story of high school teen boys who live on a very unique
island off Australia.  It is pure fiction and maybe fantasy too. It would
be a great place to visit! It is based on something I read on Nifty some
time ago but differs a lot in the storyline as the item it is based on is
like and interview. It was called the Riviera Report and I don't know who
wrote it as no details are given. I thank whoever for giving me an idea to
go farther.

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read it, please stop now. It is the property of the author and characters
are not real nor based on real people.

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rob


I don't know if it was the warm room or J's licking my pit or his soft
breathing that tickled me and awakened me. I didn't care. I was generally
and early riser anyway so it didn't matter. I looked over to see J's
beautiful face still tucked in my pit. It felt damp so I know he must have
been licking me probably while he slept, not even knowing he was doing
it. He was beautiful and so good to me. We were kind of brothers (I'll
explain later) but mostly lovers, best friends and together most of the
time. I truly loved this boy and I knew he loved me.

We'd been together for about five years now- since he and his dad moved in
with us in our little island house. Since then, the place is grown and it
is now a guest house and we all work it. We go to school too. I know we
have some chores to do and need time to get cleaned up and eat something
before we go jogging off to class.

I quietly untangle our feet and legs and slip out to pee. I really don't
want to get up yet so I return and slide back into bed, this time not next
to J but on top of him so I can reached his feet, his cock and his sweet
butt. I lick his toes and savor the slightly funky taste of sweat. He
sometimes sweats a lot over night under the covers and kicks them off of
us. I don't mind as his body keeps me warm enough. I probably could just
sleep without covers too. After licking his cute toes and feet, I move us
slightly. My cock is near his face and it makes me laugh as even sleeping
he seem to want to lick it. I kiss and lick his cock and wonder if I should
do like him and shave my pubes. I don't know. It took so long for them to
come in that I hate to part with them and J doesn't mind them at all.  I
gently push his legs apart and dive in to kiss his balls and then go right
for his hole. His is slightly more open than mine and I savor the smell of
him. Not bad but just boy sweat. My favorite scent! I lick his pinkish
brown hole and then let my tongue move in. I hear a heavy sigh. He knows
what I am doing. I do it almost daily. He sometimes does me to but mostly
at night, especially if he fucks me. I do him more as mine as some hair
around the ring and I don't know if he likes that or not.

It isn't long before I hear more sighs and moans and I know he is awake . I
look back as he takes my dick in his mouth and sucks on it. He smiles at me
with his eyes hardly open yet and I dive in for more funk.  I feel his dick
is hard now so I move there and we both are doing a 69 . Being just 16, it
doesn't take long and we both get our morning protein form one another.  I
smile back with cummy lips and see our cummy too. I turn around and kiss
him proper and we savor one another's stuff

So the day is started and I pull him up to me and feel his body all over
and appreciate what I have been given. We get out of bed and go to do our
business and shower. I finish first and warm the old shower while he does
his. It doesn't bother us to shit in front of one another.  It's natural
and we see one another naked all the time anyway. We shower and I use the
special hose to clean him out while I stroke his butt. He does the same for
me and then finish showering. We step out and dry one another off and we
clean our cummy mouths and teeth and before heading down the hall to have
breakfast we each lube the others holes We walk through the dining room and
see a guest or two who are up early, wave at them and say good morning and
proceed to the kitchen. Dad and J's dad Mark are both in the office. Just
Greg is in the kitchen mixing batter for pancakes. We both kiss him and I
stroke his cock and smile. Greg warns me that that could get me in
trouble. I laugh and say I hope so. We play back and forth with comments
but I admire his body. He is 18 and came to live with us a year or so
ago. He actually works for us as a cook, bartender and general handyman.  I
guess he is gay too, or at least we kind of assume we are. Our das are gay
and J is Mark's "son" and I came here to live with my dad when I was ten.

I grab the coffee pot and tell Greg I will fill up the cups of our guests
and go out to do so. J is checking the pool deck which we ware suppose to
hose off before going to school. I greet our guests and they smile at me
and as I pour, one of the older ones strokes my cock.  I tell him smiling,
he shouldn't get me started. We both chuckle as I know befoe the day is
out, he will have fingers up my pussy as he calls it. Another guest comes
in and I pour him coffee too. He has a younger boy, we someone older than
me but only about 18 or 19 I guess. I admire his body and linger near their
table to take it in. He sports a cock ring but more noticeably, a cock cage
too. I figure he is some kept boy or hired for the week his master is
staying.

I touch him and the back and let me fingers move to his front as I pour
coffee for the master and look to him to see if it is alright for the boy
to have some too. He nods, I smile and I pour. The boy says quietly, thank
you master. I'm not sure if he was addressing the real master or me but he
looks straight at me before dropping his eyes. I tell him the waiter will
be by soon to take their order.

I eye the boy again and note he has on leather straps around his wrists and
ankles Other than that, like everyone else, he is bare. I smile at him and
at his master who rubs my butt and touches my balls. I smile and accept
this gesture.  The masters smiles at me and says he hope to see me later I
simply say that I hope so too but I have to go to school but later I'll be
either on the beach or around the pool.

I go back to the kitchen where J has now returned saying we have only a
little to do before we leave for school. Greg offers us pancakes and makes
sure he touches each of us as he smile and kisses our nipples and makes me
swoon. We eat in the kitchen, J and I and chat about nothing important.

Finishing breakfast, we thank Greg, I rub his balls and we go out to hose
down the deck and make sure the chairs are lined up properly. It only takes
about fifteen minutes and I remind J we have to get going. We go back
inside our quarters and put our backpacks on and begin the easy jog to
school.

You may have wondered about the things I described so I guess I should back
up and tell you the important details.

We live on a relatively small island just east of Australia.  It was
founded some 120 years ago when some lesbian women moved here to enjoy
their life style. Australia had little interest in the place. They
apparently bought it for pennies on the dollar and as it had little on it,
it served no purpose and the Aussie's could care less. Now even lesbians
don't always think clearly and discovered the need for manual labor to
build some structures. The women ventured forth and said they would like to
rent some prisoners or any men who would agree to come over and set up a
town.  The didn't get too many takers at first but eventually men were
brought over to help them build. Once they had a town, some of the men
stayed, mostly prisoners. The Aussies did want them back anyway! The women
formed their own little government and again the Aussies took little
interest and basically said do as you will. They did. Only one problem, the
men sometimes stole from the women and then escaped.  Being sharp and as it
was mostly warm anyway, the women quickly passed a law that said men could
stay but they had to be naked. No pockets or anyway to hide anything! Many
left refusing to strip but some kind of liked it and they set up a colony
of their own. The women didn't mind if they agreed to work for them which
they did. Long story short, over time maybe seventy years, more people
came. A lot of gay men heard of the place and came too. They all had to
sign an agreement to be naked. As they got older, the sight of the men was
always as good so the women changed the law slightly to say that men under
twenty nine had to be naked. Men over that age could choose as they
pleased.

Other than June and July when it got chilly, nobody seemed to
care. Eventually younger people had children and some left not wanting
their sons nude all the time but most stayed especially when tested, they
were found to have done much better in their schooling. They also
discovered that all crime was down. The new goal was changed to say that
the nudity made the boys more controllable and less likely to get into
trouble.  Most importantly, the style of dress, or lack there of, made them
more social, less aggressive and much less more agreeable to coexist with.
They also didn't seem to care that the lesbian women were in charge and
that openly gay men chose to live there.  The only issue was the economy
which had little to show for itself. They did do some farming but
eventually, tourism took over. The advertised a great deal and found they
had a big core of gays worldwide who came.  Travel there was limited so
they invested in ferry boats to bring the guests.  It stayed kind of rural
as few could afford to import vehicles. Even now, only a few have cars and
there are trucks for business. Mostly ATVs are found there. As the island
isn't too big, there is little need.

Toady, around 9,000 people live there full time but with guests, in the
tourist season, the population swells to around 13,000.

Yes, some families live there. The old rules still apply though that all
males from ptty training on until 29, are to be naked. Girls dress normally
and they go to one school however boys have all their classes together and
the girls only see them at lunch or break times. I will tell you more about
school later.  It is true, boys generally don't hae much to do with girls
until they are around twenty and think about marriage. They can date but
boys often find themselves frustrated as the girls, the ruling class, are
pretty free with their hands and boys are not allowed to do much other than
a quick kiss. As a result, any boy straight or gay finds it necessary to
have some boy on boy contact for relief.

Now that there is a mixed population, and not a real great economy for
many, boys are put to work early. Usually by 13, they are stock boys in
stores, servers in fast food establishments or doing landscape work. It is
especially tough on them as it gets chilly in winter and they spend a lot
of time outside. Law says that it makes them sturdier and less prone to
doing vandalism or wasting time with games and such.  Of course, in public,
they are subjected to being touched at any age. There is a teacher in our
school, fresh out of college who is only 22. He still has a year to go and
is often felt up by women in town.

There are few mens stores. At least as you usually see. Most are strictly
stores where one can buy enhancements. Thins like cock rings, piercings or
tats are pretty much all they sell.  Visitors to the island are always
amazed to see boys walking around like normal naked. It is fun to see a
family who may be recent move ins who have boys. The boys seem to almost
hide in the shadows as they make their way down a street.  Eventually
though, they get used to it and the locals get used to it too. Only in
school are girls prone to finger boys while at lunch or on break time or
when they walk down the corridors.  Boys just smile and deal with it, but
often go home to need to wank or to apply a soothing lotion to abused
balls, dicks and holes.

Some boys do date and the school holds regular dances and such. Boys
attend. They even escort girls. The boys just have to tough it out as they
get no relief and have to attend naked. It is quite a scene to see them
dancing wit th girls and their hardons. All is accepted as just they way it
is.

Many boys, to give themselves relief, do have friends who they mutually
jerk off with and in many cases, do much more. It isn't considered gay to
see two boys fuck in a bathroom at school. It is just a necessary thing.
They are punished however if they drip or wank in a classroom and don't
clean up after. Although most boys don't care, the school masters do.

Crime is low on the island.  There hasn't been a rape of a girl or woman in
years. Although boys get raped sometimes, it is considered just a petty
crime. The last guy who raped a woman was caught and he was castrated at a
public gathering. That really discourages any crimes against women!

J and I got to the school. We try to arrive after the informal gathering
where all students hang around to chat. As I am somewhat hung for 16, (8
inches) and J is about 7, we often get chatted up a lot by the girls . They
take their liberties with us and it is real hard to go to class with a
raging, dripping hardon or an abused hole! We probably turned or were gay
since a young age, well before we knew anything about gay or straight du to
our histories (more on that shortly) Therefore, we usually avoid the girls
somewhat. Several girls think we are hot. At least that's what they say. We
both do well in school, play football (soccer in the U.S) and are usually
smiling We do like girls but sometimes they just don't want to let up and
boys simply have to put up with it. That's another reason why we're glad
our dads are gay and we work in a gay resort. Yeah, we get touched and
played with a lot but gay guys are much nicer about it than women.  I feel
sorry when the bagger boy at the supermarket is being fondled and fingered
as he tries to put the stuff in sacks. And then is led by his cock (if it's
a big one) home to carry the groceries. After one such event, he has to go
back for more! They usually get tipped by the wealthy women but the teen
girls just like to abuse them.

Anyway, J and I enjoy the football but our teams only play teams that will
dress like us when they come over or we go to private schools on the
mainland they liked the research that was done and now mandate nude boys
themselves. Teams that wear shoes or uniforms usually don't want to play
us. But we have a good time playing and all the guys actually do try to
avoid injuring anyone or damaging anyone's balls or dicks. It does happen
though and for some lucky reason neither of us have been hurt

I haven't told you much about J and I though. I guess I should. More about
that in the next section.