Date: Mon, 21 Oct 2002 02:16:43 GMT
From: patcross@kskc.net
Subject: Pat and John-19

    The next morning, the boys went downstairs to breakfast, and met their
parents at the table. "Good morning, boys!", said Mr. Stephens, as he read his
newspaper. When they finished their breakfast, they went to get ready for
school, but were stopped. "Guys, we need to talk," was all they heard.

    After going into the den, and taking a seat, their Mom and Dad began to
speak with them. Mrs. Stephens said, "First, guys, you made us so proud
yesterday! We were so happy so happy for you, but why were you crying, Pat?"

    Pat smiled for a moment, and said, "I was thinking of my Mom and Dad, and
what they would have thought of the whole thing. Not having them there broke my
heart." John looked at Pat, whispering, "Oh, my poor baby."

    "They were there, honey, you just couldn't see them. Did you miss them that
much? Oh, forgive me, Pat! Of course you did! I could never learn when to shut
up! Anyway, where was I? Oh, yes! Mr. Galvez left this for you."

    Pat was handed an envelope. Upon opening it, he found the following:

                               3 DAY PASS

                  This pass, issued to JOHN and PAT STEPHENS
                            allows thems them to miss
                  3 consecutive school days of their choosing.
                  Subject to prior approval of Administration.

                           (signed) Jorge Galvez, Principal

    Ecstatic, the boys jumped up and began to dance around the room. Mr.
Stephens would have none of it, though. "Guys, these 3 days need to be used
wisely, because they're a one-time shot. Once they're gone, that's it. I know
you're thinking of a 3 day weekend of sex, but that's not a good idea. Save it
for the night-time and weekends, like your Mother and I do." Blushing, Mrs.
Stephens punched her husband in the arm. "Well, we do!", he protested, as his
wife and sons laughed at him. Mr. Galvez, though, gave them an excused absense
for that day, anyway, so they lucked out.

    They went upstairs to their bedroom, closed the door, and started to remove
their clothes. They began their lovemaking by holding hands and gyrating their
hips against one another. Looking deep into each other's eyes, they began to
kiss, softly at first, then with more passion as their love and lust for each
other took control.

    They got on the bed, and began to suck each other off. Pat was licking the
head of John's cock, while John was alternating between sucking Pat's balls and
licking his rosebud. Soon, John concentrated on Pat's cock, and the combined
action drove them wild. For 10 or 15 minutes they sucked each other, their
heads bobbing faster and faster, when Pat broke away for a moment,
screaming, "I'm gonna cummmmmmm!" He immediately clamped his mouth over John's
penis because they exploded at the same time, flooding each other's mouth with
their sweet juice. Greedily, they each swallowed the other's load, and then,
when there was no more, they lay side by side, kissing deeply, mixing their
essences together and sharing their love. "Oh, Pat," John said, dreamily, "can
I fuck you tonight?" Pat just rolled over in reply.

    Excited now beyond his wildest dreams, John began to lick Pat's crack, then
his rosebud, tasting it. What amazed John was the lack of foul smell or taste,
and as he licked, he heard Pat moan for more. John slowly penetrated the
muscular ring with his tongue, and as he did so, he was enjoying the taste of
Pat's inner core. Soon, John was ready to insert a finger inside Pat, so he wet
a finger with his saliva and inserted inside Pat's anus. He waited a few
minutes, then inserted a second finger the same way. When the third finger was
firmly inserted, both boys knew that Pat could take no more.

    Pat got ready to lose his virginity by rolling over and placing his legs on
John's shoulders. John pushed forward slowly. "Ohhhhhhh, that hurts, John", Pat
moaned. John stopped, waiting for Pat to tell him when to proceed. After a few
minutes, Pat kissed John's hand, saying, "I'm okay, Babe. Make love to me,
please!"

    John started to thrust slowly, until Pat's hips rose up to meet John's
downward thrusts. Then, John picked up speed, thrusting faster and faster. Not
to be outdone, Pat met him thrust for thrust, moaning as he did so. As they
made love, they never once broke eye contact, and they began to kiss again,
until John flooded Pat with his love juice. In a final act of love, John
captured his sperm as it leaked from Pat's slightly sore behind and shared it
with him as they kissed.