Date: Thu, 7 Apr 2011 23:48:02 -0500
From: noturaveragerev@heartofiowa.net
Subject: Johnny's Friends

Hi, friends, if you are not old enough to read stories about sex between
two guys please leave now.  In any case this is my fantasy.  Why would you
want to claim it for your own?  Happy jackin'.


Johnny's Friends



     What is it like to be 16 and alone on a Friday night?  It is a bitch
to say the least.  Johnny wasn't sure how this had happened to him.  He
always had a bunch of guys and gals flocking around him.  It was his
popularity that gave him incentive to keep up appearances.  Both of his
folks worked long hours and he is an only child.  They often go away on
weekends with strict instructions for him to not entertain anyone at the
house while they are away.  He hardly ever disobeyed them no matter how
lonely he was.

     Johnny was your average kind of a guy.  He had a winsome smile that
put off everyone but other than that he was no Adonis; just your average
guy trying to keep his friends happy.

     A Friday night in late spring warm enough for him to sit on the deck
and listen to the night sounds.  He caressed his teen cock through the gym
shorts he was wearing wishing that there was someone else's hand rubbing
there.  He lay there playing with his woody and he thought of Mike.  Mike
had just enrolled in Bateman H.S. as a junior and was already being
considered for the second baseman slot on the baseball team.  He certainly
had the moves.  He also had the body.

     In regular gym class Johnny had noticed that Mike held back from going
into the showers when they were crowded.  He seemed to prefer to get the
sweat off his smooth body with only a couple of guys around.  He dressed
quickly; too quickly for Johnny to get a good look at what was hanging
between his legs.  Johnny made a mental note to start his shower a little
later than he usually did.

     Johnny was lost in thought when his cell phone rang.  It was Mike.
"Hey, man, I got a problem and I am hoping you can help me out."  Johnny
wondered how Mike had gotten his phone number and also what kind of problem
he had.

     "What is goin' on?"

     "Bea and I were out on this date and I made a pass at her.  She got
really pissed and told me to take her home.  But I am so fucked up I can't
go home to my place.  Can I come over?"

     Johnny knew it was against the rules.  Johnny also knew that his cock
was twitching thinking of having this stud at his place.  His folks weren't
coming back until Sunday afternoon.  He thought, why the fuck not?  "Sure,
Mike, come on over.  We have a spare bedroom where you can crash."

     "Fuck, man, thanks.  See you soon."

     Johnny eagerly awaited the doorbell to ring.  He heard Mike's car
drive up and it wasn't long before the doorbell rang.  Johnny was hoping
that Mike would not see his semi-soft woody when he opened the door and
welcomed him in.

     "Jesus, this is fuckin' great of you.  If I went home like this my
parents would shit a brick and then ground me for six months."

     Johnny could smell the faint aroma of weed on his houseguest.  Fuck,
he thought, that is so hot.  "No problem Mike.  Come in and make yourself
comfortable.  I have been sitting on the deck just chillin'."

     The boys sat down on the deck.  It was obvious that Mike was still
high.  "Did you bring any of that shit to share?" Johnny asked.

     "Hell yeah man.  I didn't know you were into smokin' weed."

     Mike pulled out his stash and began to roll a blunt.  "Are you really
game for this, bro?"

     "Yeah, been hoping someone would come around and brighten up my lonely

Friday night.  You and your blunt are going to make it all worthwhile."

     Mike smiled and passed the blunt over to his friend.  They began to
smoke and get high.  "Jesus, man, I get really horny when I smoke weed.
And that bitch Bea wasn't givin' out any pussy tonight."

     Johnny scooted down in his chair and passed the blunt back to Mike.
"Weed has the same effect on me, dude.  I am going to have to go in the
house and stroke my cock."

     "Hell, bitch, you don't have to go anywhere.  Pull that baby out and
let me watch you get off."

     Shit, Johnny thought, this is a dream come true.  Sitting on the deck.
Parents not expected back until Sunday.  And Mike urging him on to jackoff.
"No man, the neighbors might see.  We got to go into the house."  Johnny
stood up.  His cock pushing out his shorts.  "You coming bitch?"

      As natural as if Johnny had asked him to come into the house for a
glass of water Mike followed Johnny into the kitchen, through the family
room, down the hall and into Johnny's bedroom.  Johnny stretched out on the
bed and rubbed his teenage cock through the silky shorts.  Mike stood by
the side of the bed watching.  He had never had any sexual thoughts about a
guy before but he was fuckin' horny and the pot had him flying high.  And
there lay Johnny rubbing his hard cock through his shorts.