Date: Fri, 20 Nov 2009 13:55:41 -0800 (PST)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Drive-In Movie (10)

Drive-In Movie
By
Storyguy22
(10)

   Robby let the hot water of the shower wash over his tired body, the
steaming heat easing his muscles, tired after the amazing but strenuous
activities in the confines of Eric's truck. He absently soaped his
glistening body as his mind replayed all aspects of the hot session he and
Eric had just enjoyed, and his thoughts kept returning to that last event
when Eric had for the first time involved his butt-hole in their
exploring. The move had been a complete surprise on a couple of different
levels, and he shuddered as his soapy finger slipped into his snug crease
and carefully passed across his tight little opening. What had prompted
Eric to go there was a mystery to Rob, but as the pleasant sensations of
being touched there once more washed over him he found himself feeling very
glad that whatever the inspiration, he was happy for it.

   As he continued to probe the wrinkled oval with his slick finger he felt
his cock thicken once more into erection, and he chuckled softly at the
response. He had thought that his interest in sex had been well sated for
one day, but if he was to believe the now rigid erection that waved in
front of him, and the sweet feeling in his balls, he was good to go at
least one more rodeo. He moved his other hand to grip to his hardness, and
as he gently stroked it back and forth he continued to probe the outer
reaches of his small hole, his memory fresh on how intense a feeling he had
gotten when Erick worked his finger inside of him earlier. Adding pressure,
Robby pushed firmly against the firm resistance of his sphincter, and with
a low grunting noise, he slipped the finger up inside. Oh man, he thought,
there's that feeling again, that sense of fullness, and wow is it
tight...but at the same time it seems...flexible, like it has some stretch
to it or something...pretty cool, actually, and does it ever feel good!

   Getting into it more, Robby bent his knees a little, and let his body
weight settle more onto his probing finger while at the same time the pace
of his fisting his hard cock increased. Nice, definitely, he decided,
nowhere as good as Eric doing it to him, but still, it added something for
sure. He moved the imbedded digit around some, and realized the pleasing
sensations varied with where he touched, and he recalled the overwhelming
intensity of sensation that caused him to blow that massive load when Eric
had put pressure on just the right spot in there, and he shuddered again,
his pumping now moving at near warp speed as he felt the familiar slow burn
deep in his swinging balls. Ah man, yea...gonna cum again...fuck yea, he
mumbled aloud, and sure enough, his cock bucked strongly and then ejected
yet another offering of his frothy juices, splattering the tile wall of the
shower stall. Ah man...intense for sure...Jesus, I'm getting to be a
freaking sex maniac, he scolded himself as the orgasm began to wane and he
slipped his finger from his tight tunnel. Shaking his head, he stepped back
under the hot spray of water to rinse the soap and dribbling cum form his
body, then turned off the shower, and reached out to grab a towel. He
toweled off, and then wrapped the towel around his waist before exiting the
bathroom and padding down the hall to his bedroom.

   He shut the door behind him, and then stood still for a moment, looking
with longing at his bed as he recalled the wild afternoon he and Eric had
spent rolling around naked on it, and he smiled at the recollection. Moving
to the bed, he peeled back the covers, and dropped his towel before sliding
naked between the cool, fresh sheets. He propped a pillow behind his head,
and settled back, his thoughts once more going to Eric, and their
incredible afternoon, and he sighed, telling himself that the three day
absence would pass soon enough, and then they could pick it all up
again. Sleep overtook him then, and in what seemed like no more than
moments, he woke up to bright sunlight flooding his room, and the slightly
irritating ring-tone of his cell phone.

   Scowling at the clock on his night stand he noted it was just past nine
o'clock, and as he reached for the cell phone his scowl faded; nine o'clock
already...hardly too early for someone to be calling. He glanced at the
caller ID window, and saw that it was his best gal-pal Shannon so he picked
up, and said,

   "Hey Girl...what's up?"

   "Hi Robby...uh...it kind of sounds like YOU are NOT up...did I wake
you?" offered Shannon.

   Robby grunted, and replied,

   "Not really...kind of a simultaneous thing, actually...don't sweat
it...I had a...um...busy day yesterday...been sleeping it off."

   "I see...well, lucky you...want to tell me all of the sordid details?"

   Robby chuckled nervously, imagining her reaction were he to do that, and
he answered,

   "I do NOT kiss and tell Girl...you know that...now again, what's up?"

   Shannon giggled, and called him a poop for not talking, and then in her
no-nonsense style she went on to inform him that her parents had gone off
for the weekend leaving her home alone, and that she was putting together a
party for later in the evening, and, that he was to plan on attending,
period. Knowing it would get him nowhere to argue, Robby quickly
acquiesced, his thought being a party might be just the thing to keep him
from pining over Eric's absence. They chatted a bit longer, and then
Shannon begged off, sighting numerous preparations to deal with for the
part. Hanging up his phone, Robby tossed back the covers and rolled out of
bed, a sudden sense of near starvation washing over him. He pulled on some
shorts, and headed off to the kitchen in search of sustenance.

   His hunger satisfied, he went back to his room and switched on his
computer, letting it boot up as he went to the bathroom to wash up and
brush his teeth. Returning, he typed out a brief email to Eric, hopping
that he would have some way of seeing it at his Grandparents place, and
then on impulse he began doing Google searches on homosexuality, gay sex,
and finally, anal sex. Holy smokes, he thought as he scrolled through pages
of related data, this whole thing is like some kind of industry on to
itself! Who knew that the simple searches would unearth such a multitude of
information? A couple of hours later Robby's knowledge and understanding of
the recent phenomenon that seemed to take over a large part of his young
life had increased greatly, and as a by-product he had a whole new list of
things he was eager to try with Eric, and suddenly the three day separation
loomed much larger than before. Sighing, he carefully cleared the history
files and the temporary internet files from the computer, and then shut it
down. He went over and lay down on his bed, his mind contemplating all of
the data he had just ingested, and his thoughts were suddenly interrupted
again by the ringing of his cell. He picked it up, and frowned when he saw
Ryan's number displayed on caller ID, and he paused before picking up, not
sure he wanted to talk to Ryan just yet. He sighed, and then gave it up as
he clicked the talk button, and said,
   "Hello...you have reached Robby, please leave a message."

   Ryan's soft chuckle came over the line, and then he said,

   "Nice try, Sport...don't you think that maybe you have ignored me long
enough...?...I mean shit, we can still be Buds, can't we?"

   Robby hesitated, disgusted with himself for the sudden flush that passed
over him at the sound of Ryan's voice, and he chose his words carefully as
he answered,

   "I'm not sure, Ryan...I really hate feeling like a doormat, you know?"

   Ryan sighed into the phone, and then said, his tone sincere,

   "yea...well listen Dude...I've actually given that whole deal a lot of
thought, okay, and...well shit...I'm sorry, okay...I acted like a shit, I
know it now, and I'm sorry. We've been special Buds, like, forever
Rob...give me a break here...that bit is over, and won't ever happen
again...scouts honor...see my fingers here?"

   In spite of himself, Robby grinned, and then found himself saying,

   "Yea, I guess...okay...you were a shit, definitely...but I guess we're
cool now."

   Ryan sounded relieved as he went on,

   "Awesome Dude...really...and thanks...I've missed you bunches...so, did
you hear about the bash at Shannon's place later...?...should rock...I
could come by and pick you up if you want?"

   A sense of foreboding crept over Robby, and the brief thought of him
being able to be "just Buds" with the always tempting Ryan flashed through
his mind, but he shoved it away as he answered,

   "Yea, she called earlier about it...and it will be pretty fun, I'm
sure...she gives great party...so okay, sure...what time?"

   "I could come right now and hang out...see, told you I been missing my
Bud..just kidding you, Dude...how does sixish sound?"

   Robby's heart skipped, and he felt the familiar zing in his balls as
Ryan suggested hanging out with him all afternoon, and part of him wanted
to say yes, but as Ryan went on, he let out a slow exhale, and replied,

   "Sure...six is cool...I'll see you then, okay?"

   "Roger that," replied Ryan..."six it is...see ya then." And the line
went dead in Robby's ear.

   He put his phone down, and frowned at himself, wondering what fateful
door he had just opened, and then he got up, telling himself that he could
handle it with Ryan, I mean, he had Eric now, right...?...absolutely.

   As the time moved closer to the six o'clock hour Rob felt an increasing
sense of nervousness about his earlier decision to put himself back into
Ryan's sphere of influence, and as he selected an outfit to wear to the
party he began to have second thoughts about Ryan's earlier proposal that
the two could be "just buds." As much as he hated to admit it to himself he
was all too aware of the thoughts that were right now skirting around the
edges of his mind, and he made a conscious effort to dispel them, telling
himself that there was absolutely no way that he would ever again succumb
to his natural desire to suck Ryan's lovely cock. Not going to happen, he
told himself; the abuse that always seemed to follow was simply not worth
it, and besides, now that he had Eric's attitude, and the amazing
reciprocation that he happily offered to compare against Ryan's bullshit,
the whole thing seemed somehow personally demeaning. Pushing further
thoughts of Ryan's cock from his mind, he showered and then dressed in
fresh briefs, shorts, and a pull over collared shirt, finishing with
half-socks and his new white Nike tennis shoes. He paused at the mirror
long enough to ensure his hair looked good, and then went outside to wait
for Ryan.

   His timing was good, and within about five minutes Ryan pulled up at the
curb, and Robby went down the walk and slid into the car. Ryan gave him his
usual killer smile and a hi-five, and Robby couldn't stop his heart doing a
small flip as he took in Ryan's good looks. As Ryan pulled away from the
curb Rob let his gaze drift over Ryan's trim body, and in spite of himself
he let the gaze linger a touch too long on the intriguing bulges behind his
shorts, and his earlier resolve to refrain from any further sexual activity
with Ryan began to fade. Damn it, he thought to himself, what is it about
this boy that pushes all my buttons so easily? Turning his eyes to the
front, he forced himself to look straight ahead as Ryan kept up a chatty
banter, his tone charming and completely benign as he told Rob how pleased
he was that he had allowed him another chance to be his friend. Rob made
vague replies as he consciously kept any sort of sexual references out of
the discussion, and by the time they arrived at the party they were pretty
much back to the point they had always been at before any kind of sex play
had entered the relationship. Ryan parked the car, and they got out, and
then walked up to the door of the already crowed and noisy party house, and
went inside.

   Typical of Shannon's parties, most everyone who was anyone was in
attendance, and the house was packed with kids everywhere, several gyrating
wildly to the blaring music while other groups were gathered around talking
and laughing. Rob followed Ryan as he made his way through the crowded
living room to the kitchen, and as they skirted the sectional sofa he was
not particularly surprised to see the school Don Juan Scott Miller
passionately making out with some little cup-cake as he pawed her
impressive tits, apparently oblivious to the many witnesses to his efforts
to get into her panties. He shook his head at Scott's arrogance, and
briefly wondered how the girl could be so callous regarding her reputation,
and then he followed Ryan into the kitchen where a gang of boys were
grouped closely around a large beer keg that was sitting in a sink filled
with ice. "Hey's," "Hi's," and "What's-ups" were exchanged as Ryan drew two
cups of beer, and handed one to Robby. They hung around the keg crowd for
awhile, and then Shannon showed up, and dragged Robby back to the
make-shift dance floor in the living room-dining room area. They danced for
the better part of an hour, and when they were finally worn out and sweaty,
Shannon dispatched Rob to fetch them a cold beer, telling him she would be
over on the sofa, and when he glanced in that direction he was not really
surprised to note that Scott and his latest conquest had disappeared, most
likely into one of the bedrooms somewhere. He chuckled, mentally carving
another notch into Scotts notorious gun belt, and then dutifully went to
get the beers.

   Entering the still crowded kitchen, he grabbed a couple of clean cups
and went to the keg. As he poured the brew he glanced out of the kitchen
window and saw Ryan seated at an umbrella table chatting up some girl, and
a momentary flash of jealousy washed over him. He cringed at the gut
reaction, and quickly looked away as he saw Ryan stand and take the girls
hand, and then lead her off in the direction of the small pool house
located at the far side of the backyard swimming pool. Hmm, he thought as
he finished filling the second cup, cool...maybe he will score some pussy,
and not try talking me into sucking him off later on. The beers in hand, he
carefully threaded his way back to join Shannon who he found sitting on the
sofa as promised , and they spent another hour or so talking, Shannon
grilling him for all the details she could get him to divulge with regard
to Eric and himself. Shannon and Robby were serious pals, almost like
sister and brother, and as a result he found himself being much more
forthcoming than he would have been with anyone else. Shannon never judged
him, and was always supportive of his endeavors, and he trusted her
confidence completely, so he held back very little, and at one point she
even admitted her own predilection for playing with and occasionally
sucking cock, and they shared a conspiratorial giggle when Robby observed
that it was a shame that she wasn't so equipped so that they might trade
blow jobs. Sometime later another boy approached and asked Shannon to
dance, and when they wandered away, Robby spent some time talking to other
groups of friends before heading back to the kitchen to see if Ryan had
reappeared.

   As he walked into the kitchen he nearly collided with the girl he had
seen Ryan scheming earlier, and she looked a bit flushed, her long hair in
mild disarray as she headed toward the bathroom. He entered the kitchen,
and saw Ryan drinking deeply from a fresh beer, and in looking at him
closely he noted a similar disheveled appearance that he had noticed in the
girl. Moving to stand beside his friend, he lifted an eyebrow in silent
question, and Ryan grinned coyly and mumbled that he would tell him
later. They drank another beer, and visited the assembled throng, and then
began saying their goodbyes, seeking out Shannon to offer thanks, and then
headed out to Ryan's car.

   They drove in silence for a time, and Robby again couldn't resist
glancing at Ryan's bulging crotch each time some passing light source
illuminated the car interior, and as much as he was ashamed of doing it, he
couldn't help wondering what had gone on in the pool house between Ryan and
the girl. AS if reading Rob's mind, Ryan suddenly dropped his hand into his
lap and gave his cock an over-animated squeeze as he blurted,

   "Fuck, Dude...I am, like, SO fucking horny right now...shit...I actually
thought I was gonna jump that chick back there...DAMN!"

   Robby watched Ryan manipulate his cock, and despite his resolve he felt
his own erection quickly growing as he asked,

   "Really...you mean you didn't...?...she looked pretty flushed when she
went past me."

   Letting go of his now obviously fully hard cock, he held up two fingers
about an inch apart, and answered,

   "Like this close, Robby...this freaking close...had this hand inside her
panties, and everything...shit, my balls are busting!"

   Giggling at Ryan's frustration, Rob cringed slightly at the thought of
actually touching...that...but he replied,

   "Jesus, Dude...if you had your fingers in her gash it seems to me you
should have made the finals...what happened?"

   Ryan grunted loudly, nodding his head as he blurted out the story of how
he and the girl had gone at the make-out thing hot and heavy, her allowing
him to push up her top and unhook her bra to play with her tits, and even
lick and suck her nipples without resistance. When he had slid his hand
under her skirt and run his fingers all over her very wet panties he
figured he was home free, and when she had shoved her hand inside his
shorts to grope his pulsing hard on he just knew they were going to fuck,
no question about it.

   "But then, just like fucking that, she bolted, clamping her legs closed
as she pushed me off her, and got up, getting her bra back in place before
hauling ass out of there, leaving me with the boner of all time, and
sky-blue balls...shit...fucking women!" he wailed in a whining tone.

   Robby chuckled, silently giving thanks for his gayness. He seriously
doubted that any boy who willingly went that far would never call a halt at
that point. Trying to commiserate with his friend he said,

   "Man, that sucks big time...kind of makes me glad I don't try to do
girls...who needs that shit."

   Ryan grunted his agreement, and then turned off onto a dark and quiet
side street where he stopped at the curb. Turning to look at Robby, he put
on his best "aw shucks" expression as he fumbled at the front to his
shorts, freeing what appeared to be the erection of all time. Robby stared
hungrily at the thick cock, and when his dazed glance met Ryan's pleading
eyes, he gulped. Unable to stop himself he dropped his gaze back to Ryan's
rigid cock, and his heart sank when he heard Ryan's soft plea,

   "Please, Robby...?...I'm like seriously hurting here, Dude."

   Robby's gaze never wavered from Ryan's erection, and he could swear that
he even saw a pearl of precum glistening in the dim light, and he
instinctively licked his lips as he anticipated the slightly acrid taste of
it. Oh God, he thought, I want that so badly, I really do, and he
definitely needs some help here...but damn him, I know what comes next if I
do it...shit, shit, shit! As if once more reading Rob's mind, Ryan
muttered,

   "Come on Robby...please, Dude...none of my usual bullshit, I
swear...please...I'm hurting, and you are too, I think...not a word of
shit, Bud, honest...and Eric won't ever know either...please, Robby?"

   His mind was reeling, his heart hammering in his chest and a flood of
saliva filled his mouth as he continued to stare at Ryan's beautiful cock,
and he felt himself lean forward, and down. The fresh scent of Ryan's
crotch flooded his senses as he moved close enough to Ryan's erection so
that Ryan moaned from feeling Robby's warm breath caress the oozing knob of
his cock. Another inch, and his tongue slid out to wash over the bulbous
head of Ryan's erection as he swiped away the tasty teardrop of clear fluid
there, and Ryan sucked in his breath loudly, and then exhaled it as he
uttered breathlessly,

   "Robby...oh Jesus man...what a bud you are!"

   Surrendering completely to the compelling temptation of Ryan's rigid
penis rubbing against his lips, Robby ceased all thought of his resolve to
never again suck off this beautiful offering of young and virile maleness,
and he opened his drooling mouth to take the throbbing erection inside as
Ryan groaned in pleasure as his hands moved to hold Robby's head, following
his movements as he began a rhythmic bobbing up and down its length. In an
instant it all felt so perfectly natural to Robby that he idly wondered how
he had ever considered giving it up in the first place, and as Ryan splayed
his legs wider Robby reached for, and gently cupped his heavy pouch of
balls.

   "Oh jeez, Robby...man, that is so good...amazing...!" hissed Ryan, his
hips moving to match Rob's head movements.

   Robby heard the low groans that Ryan was emitting, and he heard the
slightly obscene but equally exciting slurping sounds he was making as he
sucked Ryan's cock, and the audible inputs mingled with the taste and heady
aroma of Ryan's genitals, and he felt his own erection oozing a steady flow
of his mounting excitement into his briefs. A sudden desire to make Ryan
wait for his much needed release made Robby withdraw from the rampant cock
sliding in and out of his mouth, and as Ryan grunted his objection to the
interruption of his rapidly mounting eruption, his outcry quickly returned
to one of pure pleasure when Robby dipped down and deftly took his aching
balls into his warm, wet mouth.

   "Awww Christ, yea...oh man...I love it when you suck my balls,
Babe...fuck...sometimes wish I was gay, that feels so freaking good!" Ryan
panted.

   Robby wrapped his fist around Ryan's thick cock and slowly slid the
silky skin up and down as he alternated capturing Ryan's nuggets, each in
turn to carefully suck it, giving the smooth scrotum a tongue bath as he
moved between them. His fingers felt the wet slickness of Ryan's gushing
precum, and a sudden burning desire to feel this cock erupt and flood his
mouth with its warm and creamy fluids seized control of his conscious
thought. Moving quickly, he abandoned Ryan's balls, and as he positioned
himself to again engulf the delicious cock, he rolled his eyes up to
briefly meet Ryan's flushed gaze and said clearly,

     "Cum for me now, Ryan...right now...I want to taste all of your sweet
load!"

   As Robby slid his pulsing boyhood deep inside his mouth the combination
of the stunning sensations that act produced and the pleading expression on
Robby's cute face as he actually pled with him to eject his
certain-to-be-massive ejaculate inside his sucking mouth proved too much
for the highly aroused Ryan, and almost as if on command he felt his aching
balls draw upward, and explode. He all but yelled out loud as his semen
raced through the swollen tube along the underside of his jerking cock and
burst into Robby's sweet mouth in forceful spurts, one right after
another. Robby grunted as he struggled to manage the seemingly massive flow
of thick cum that filled his mouth repeatedly, and he swallowed repeatedly,
some overflow drizzling from the corners of his overfilled mouth, and when
the copious flow at last diminished to gentle dribbles, he used his tongue
tip to probe the oozing slit, capturing all that he could as a suddenly
exhausted Ryan huffed and puffed above him while his fingers threaded
through Robby's soft hair. A few moments of silence followed, the boys
still heavy breathing filling the quiet, and finally Ryan sucked in a deep
breath, and managed,

   "Oh my God, Robby...holy shit...you, my man, are absolutely the best!"

   Robby let Ryan's now wilted penis slip from his mouth, and as he sat up
he ran his tongue through his mouth, savoring the tart aftertaste of Ryan's
semen, and a sense of sheepishness suddenly filled his thoughts. Jesus, he
silently chided himself, why am I so damned easy when it comes to this
guy...Eric...shit, shit, shit...I am SO sorry...! His thoughts were
suddenly interrupted when Ryan completely shocked him by roughly pulling
him close to him as he brought his open mouth to cover Robby's in a
seriously passionate kiss, using his tongue and everything, an act he had
never once even attempted. Returning the deep kiss, Robby had the passing
thought that this kind of after-action response definitely beat Ryan's old
and mean ways. His shock and awe feeling from the totally unexpected kiss
increased two-fold when Ryan broke the kiss, and said,

   "Get that nice cock of yours out, Buddy-boy...the new Ryan gets
it...returning a favor as special as that is only fair...!"

(End Part 10)
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