Date: Sun, 10 Mar 2013 17:44:46 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jon D <playbuddy123@yahoo.com>
Subject: Pixie Dust - 5

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Pixie Dust - 5


The conversation had taken a predictable turn. Tanner munched on a carrot
stick as the three girls sitting across the lunch table from him whispered
conspiratorially. One of them was Kristen, his best friend, and the other
two were friends of hers from her gymnastics team. Even though they
whispered, Tanner caught bits of the conversation. They were talking about
boys. In fact, they were ranking the most popular ones from the lowest,
described as "interesting," to the highest, which they deemed "HOT!"

Tanner continued to quietly eat his lunch while the girls played their
silly game. Even though Kristen was still his best friend in the whole
world, Tanner's daily practices with the Pioneer's meant he had a lot less
time to spend with her. Lunch was one of the few times he saw her. He
wished they were alone and could talk. She always seemed to be able to make
him feel better, no matter what had happened that day or that week.

"So, who do YOU think is the cutest?" Kristen asked, suddenly looking
straight at Tanner.

"Huh?" He'd been day dreaming and was caught off guard.

The girl on Kristen's left piped up, "We're talking about the sophomore
boys. Who's the cutest? Nathan? Brad? Trevor? or Xander?"

"Or Kyle?" Kristen tossed in mischievously.

Tanner didn't know what to say.

"Come on, tell us which one you think is the hottest."

Tanner grew increasingly uncomfortable as all three girls waited for his
answer.

Finally he blurted, "Why are you asking me?" his voice squeaked at the end.

Kristen laughed. "Just answer the question." She gave Tanner a playful
smile.

"I don't know," Tanner whined softly, hoping he could get out of it by not
answering.

"Yes you do," Kristen teased.

Tanner felt himself getting warmer and knew he was blushing.

"Come on, we won't tell anyone," the first girl said, taking a quick look
around.

"Who's the cutest...?" Tanner stalled.

All three girls nodded.

With a sigh of resignation, he asked, "What are the choices again?"

"Nathan, Brad, Trevor, or Xander," the first girl repeated.

"Or Kyle?" Kristen tossed in a second time, looking at the other two girls
as if to say she could add another name if she wanted.

Tanner barely knew the first four guys. As he recalled they were all a
little on the taller side, athletic, and several would probably be on the
JV basketball team. The others looked like typical teens with nothing too
remarkable about them. But Kyle—with his floppy blond hair, quick smile,
nice abs, and well-developed upper body, well, Kyle was another story. He
definitely stood out.

"Stop stalling. You're not getting out of this." Kristen's eyes were
twinkling as she playfully teased. "So choose one!"

Tanner went over each boy once again, and when he came to Kyle, his cock
betrayed him. The image of Kyle in the locker room with his dick swinging
lazily from side to side as he walked to the showers was just too
much. Tanner quickly reached under the table to cover himself. There wasn't
a doubt which one was the cutest.

"Kyle," he whispered and looked down at his lunch.

"Kyle?" the other two girls laughed and fell into a playful argument.

Kristen however didn't laugh; she looked across the table at Tanner and
gave him a gentle and tender smile.

As their eyes met Tanner squirmed. She seemed to be asking why he'd chosen
Kyle. Tanner shrugged his shoulders. The two knew each other so well, that
was enough. Kristen winked.

The girls kept up their chatter as Tanner finished his lunch. His hand was
still between his legs but he was careful to not encourage his cock to
misbehave again. He didn't think walking all the way across the lunch room
with a boner would be a good idea.

The bell rang and Tanner gathered up his things.

"Call me after practice," Kristen said as she hurried on ahead.

By her tone, Tanner figured the "who's the cutest boy" game wasn't over
yet.  * * * *


Tanner had taken his time changing for practice; he'd waited until almost
all the other boys were out on the gym floor. When he joined them, he found
everyone already hard at work.

A few seconds later there was a short tweet from the coach's whistle and
Tanner looked in that direction.

"Tanner, over there with Kyle," the coach ordered.

Kyle was at the other end of the gym by a large trampoline. There was a
safety harness hanging from the ceiling with a long rope trailing down to
the spotter. Tanner knew with the safety harness in place the person on the
trampoline could try forward and backward flips without worrying about
getting hurt.

"I've never used one of these," Tanner said as he walked up to Kyle.

"It's easy, and if you mess up, no big deal."

Kyle was already holding the harness and quickly wrapped it around Tanner's
middle. When it was in place he pulled the straps tighter. Giving the
harness a tug, he asked, "How's it feel?"

"Okay I guess," Tanner looked it all over making sure nothing was loose.

"Coach wants you to practice your flips," Kyle said, getting behind Tanner
and putting both hands on his sides ready to lift him up onto the
trampoline.

"That tickles." Tanner giggled and squirmed.

Kyle laughed. "What? This?" he tickled Tanner a little more.

Tanner giggled again. "Stop it or I'll pee."

"Ready?"

Tanner nodded. Kyle easily boosted Tanner onto the trampoline.

Kyle took his place by the safety rope and pulled it taut. If Tanner went
off target and was in danger of flying off, Kyle could pull on the rope and
Tanner wouldn't fall.

"Okay," Kyle called up to Tanner. "Think happy thoughts."

Tanner tossed him a quizzical look.

"Isn't that how pixies fly?" Kyle joked cheerily.

Tanner grinned and started his routine.

* * * *

Practice went a little later than usual. Most of the boys hurried to change
and get on their way. Tanner went a little slower. He hadn't showered,
wanting to do it at home when he could make sure he could comb his hair
properly. He had gotten out of his jock and had pulled on his
underpants. He still needed to put on his shirt and pants. Just as he
reached for his jeans he heard a clunk from the other side of the
lockers. It was the kind of sound he'd heard when someone had gotten off
balance pulling on their pants and had stumbled sideways against the
locker. He wondered what had caused the sound this time.

Tanner took a quick look around and didn't see anyone. He'd already had one
bad experience in a locker room when he'd been bullied, and he sure didn't
want another. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw movement at the end of
his row of lockers. When he turned to look more closely, he saw it was a
reflection in a mirror.

Tanner took a few steps closer and saw that what he had seen had come from
the next row over. He quietly sucked in a breath when he realized the
reflection was of Dylan and Riley. Both were in their underwear and had
their arms wrapped around one another. It was a lover's embrace. The two
were kissing. Well, kissing might have been too tame a word. They were
kissing with the horniness of teens. They were rubbing their crotches
together, feeling each other up, and sucking face.

Tanner continued to watch the couple keep up their oral intercourse. Then,
almost as if they'd read the others mind, they broke things off.

"Let's save it for tonight," Riley said just loud enough that Tanner could
hear.

Dylan nodded but gave Riley one last smack on the lips before stepping
back.

Returning to his own locker, Tanner found his cock hard and his mind
swirling. "They're boyfriends?" he thought in amazement. Slowly the things
he'd seen at the mall, at school, and at practice all made sense. Riley and
Dylan were an item.

Pulling up his pants, Tanner found he had to push his cock and balls out of
the way before he could zip up. Seeing Dylan and Riley kissing like THAT
had left him horny and in need of some serious alone time.

As he gathered up the rest of his things and headed for the door, he
thought about how much different high school was from middle school.

* * * *

History was usually one of Tanner's better subjects. He liked doing the
assignments and the reading. But the more he thought about what he'd seen
in the locker room the more difficult it was for him to concentrate. He was
sitting at his desk in his room and had finished his math, but still had
history and English to finish. He stared at his phone as it started
ringing. It was Kristen's ring tone. He thought about letting it go to
voicemail but then decided that wasn't the way to treat his friend.

He picked up the phone and hit `answer.'

"You like him don't you?" Kristen laughed softly. She seemed to be doing
that a lot lately.

"What are you talking about?"

"Today at lunch you said Kyle was the cutest! You like him don't you?"

"No I don't!" Tanner tried to sound annoyed that Kristen even thought such
a thing.

"Yeah, right." Kristen laughed. "I know you better than you know yourself."

"What makes you think I like boys?" Tanner didn't like where the
conversation was going.

"Not boys! One boy, Kyle Hamilton."

Tanner fidgeted in his chair. He definitely didn't like where this was
going.

"That's nothing to joke about!" Tanner said with attitude.

"I'm not joking." Kristen's voice grew softer and more serious.

"I don't want to talk about it," Tanner whispered.

"If you do like him, I'd be totally okay with it," Kristen said tenderly.

Tanner felt sick to his stomach. "I've got to go." He thought about making
up an excuse but just left it at that.

"Tanner?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm sorry if I embarrassed you."

Tanner felt more confused than ever.

* * * *

The worn out school bus labored to get up to speed on the four lane highway
leading to Tanner's first gymnastics competition. Nearly two weeks had
passed since the incident in the school lunch room and Kristen's phone
call. Tanner had felt increasingly awkward whenever he was around
Kyle. More than once he'd cried himself to sleep trying to figure out all
the feelings and urges he was having.

"Excited?" Kyle asked, flopping down in the seat next to him.

Tanner scooted over to make more room. "A little."

"You'll do great!"

Tanner looked around the bus and saw the other guys joking and horsing
around.

"Hey, Dylan," one of the other kids hollered. "Will you keep it down
tonight and let us get some sleep?"

"Yeah, it's always the same thing every time we're on the road," another
kid tossed in.

"This time I even asked my mom to pack ear plugs," the first kid joked.

Tanner looked over at Kyle.  "Never mind," Kyle smiled.

* * * *

Tanner followed Kyle meekly down the hall to their room. Most of the other
guys had paired up on the bus, so when they arrived at the hotel it was
only a matter of getting their key cards and they were off.

"Here we are," Kyle swiped the card through the lock and opened the door.

Tanner carried his two bags inside and waited for Kyle.

"Which one do you want?" Kyle asked as the door closed behind him.

"Doesn't matter," Tanner shrugged.

"Okay, I'll take the one by the window."

Tanner tossed his things on the bed nearest the door. "Now what?"

Kyle opened his bag and pulled out a laptop. Grinning, he said, "They've
got free Wi-Fi."

It wasn't long before they were both lying on Kyle's bed surfing porn
sites.

* * * *

"All squeaky clean?" Riley asked as Dylan stepped naked out of the
bathroom, rubbing his hair dry with a towel.

Riley was in bed watching TV.

"Even brushed my teeth," Dylan grinned.

Riley turned off the TV.

Dylan dropped the towel on the floor, scratched his nuts, and farted.

"If you're gonna do that all night you can sleep over there." Riley looked
toward the other bed.

Dylan crawled onto Riley's bed and crept closer. "You wouldn't make me do
that would you?" he leaned in and gave Riley a tender kiss.

"I might," Riley answered softly.

Dylan settled in next to Riley. They held each other and exchanged little
kisses; neither seemed to be in a hurry to take things to the next level.

Riley kissed and licked a spot on his boyfriend's neck. The hotel soap had
left a pleasant hint of cocoa butter. Riley could also just make out
Dylan's own scent. He'd come to know Dylan so well he found he'd get hard
just from the smell of the boy.

"You feel really relaxed tonight," Dylan whispered in Riley's ear and
licked around the edges.

"Yeah, I love when we're together like this."

"We're always together," Dylan nibbled on Riley's ear lobe.

"No, not like this."

Dylan leaned back and the boys looked at one another.

"What do you mean?" Dylan's voice was soft and caring.

"We hang out and we do lot's of stuff, and we have sex."

Riley frowned when Dylan corrected him by saying they `fucked.'

Riley continued, "but when you're holding me like this I don't feel so
alone."

Dylan gave Riley a long look.

"My folks give me all kinds of stuff, we have a big house, and money and
all, but they're never around." Riley was close to tears.

Dylan wrapped Riley in a hug and held him close. "You never told me."

Riley pulled Dylan even tighter and gave him a squeeze. They held each
other for a long time, neither saying a word. It felt oh so good.

Finally, Riley stirred. He knew Dylan could guess why. "So, what are we
going to do about these boners?" he laughed softly.

"Fuck?" Dylan asked playfully.

Riley pushed a wisp of hair away from Dylan's eyes. He leaned closer and
gave his boy friend a soft kiss then sat back again. "I think it's my turn
to choose."

"It is, huh?"

"Yeah." Riley smiled.

Dylan grinned, "Okay, you get to choose! And, I just happen to have some
stuff to give you some ideas." He hurried off the bed, rummaged around in
his bag, and pulled out a shoe box. "I brought along a toy box."

Riley sighed. "A toy box?"

Dylan nodded and crawled back onto the bed. He flipped the lid off and
handed the box to Riley.

Riley looked inside. There were three dildos of various sizes, a butt plug,
a blindfold, several silk scarves, a feather, a pair of handcuffs, and one
other thing.

Dylan wiggled his eyebrows. "See anything you like?"

Riley smiled. "Feel like a visit from teddy?"

Dylan grinned.  * * * *

Tanner finally understood what all the joking had been about on the bus. As
he lay in bed trying to sleep he couldn't get over the sounds coming from
the room next door. There were grunts, groans, and a constant litany of
`fuck, shit, oh fuck, God damn, fucking Christ.' He put a pillow over his
head but the yelps and groans continued.

"You awake?" Kyle whispered.

"Yeah." Tanner sighed.

"Dylan and Riley sure get into it, huh?"

Tanner rolled onto his side to face Kyle's bed. "I never knew they...I
mean, were like boyfriends."

"I thought you knew."

"Well I saw them kissing once."

"They've been going out since last spring."

Tanner didn't know what to say. The sounds from the other room and the
conversation were putting him on edge. Well, not on edge exactly. It was
making him horny.

The boys looked at one another as the sounds picked up volume and then a
steady thumping started.

"Awe, shit," Kyle pulled a pillow over his head.

"What?"

"They're starting to fuck!"

Tanner felt his cock twitch. He reached down and put his hand inside his
underpants and gave himself a few strokes.

The thumping picked up speed.

* * * *

Riley seemed pleased with his work. One of the silk scarves was used to tie
Dylan's hands together and a second to bind his ankles. Riley then rolled
Dylan onto his stomach.

Dylan turned his head as best he could and tried to see what his boyfriend
was up to, but didn't have any luck. He had an idea, but wasn't sure until
he felt the sticky drips on his shoulders, down his back, and finally on
each of his ass cheeks. "Teddy," Dylan smiled to himself.

Riley squeezed the soft plastic bear and long drops of honey dripped from
the end of the spout onto Dylan's skin. Riley had usually been the one to
receive this kind of treatment, but it was pay back time and obviously he
wanted Dylan to squirm for awhile.

After putting honey in a dozen places on Dylan's shoulders, back, and butt,
Riley pried Dylan's ass cheeks open and dripped a long string of the stuff
in his crack.

"Noooo," Dylan whined. "Not in there."

Riley moved off to the side just enough that Dylan could see him. He wanted
to see Dylan's face when he pushed Teddy's nozzle through the tight ring of
Dylan's ass. As he pushed it in, Dylan made a face. Riley pushed it even
deeper. Then he gave the soft honey bear another squeeze.

"It's amazing what a tongue can do," Riley said just before licking the
drops of honey one by one. The first few licks didn't do much but as Riley
took his time, Dylan grew more and more frustrated at the slow, slow
progress. Riley knew Dylan must have a boner to beat all boners.

"Awe, come on, Riley," finish up. I really need to cum."

"Settle down, we're just getting started," Riley laughed.

Dylan complained again when Riley went back to the toy box and pulled out
the feather.

"Nooo, not that, too!"

Riley flicked the tip of the feather here and there and then back
again. Between the licking of the honey and the teasing of the feather,
Dylan was going nuts. But it was when Riley spread Dylan's soft butt cheeks
and started eating out his hole that Dylan really went crazy.

"Fuck, shit, oh fuck. God damn fucking Christ!" Dylan groaned and raised
his ass to meet Riley's probing tongue.

Riley speared the tight hole again and again, licking the edges and then
digging deep. Dylan rolled his ass back and forth as Riley held the soft
mounds apart so his tongue could get in further.

"Oh fuck yeah, eat me out," Dylan grunted, his hands and ankles still
firmly bound. He humped the bed as Riley tongued him.

Next Dylan felt Riley's tongue withdraw. It was soon replaced by his
finger. It too went about its work agonizingly slowly. It would probe
inward but then just as it was nearing the spot, Riley would pull it back.

"Ah, ah." Dylan sucked in a breath and tried to lift his ass higher. "Oh
come on, Riley, come on. Fuck me. I need your cock, man. Come on, do it!"

"Are you begging?" Riley teased.

"Shit, yeah, I'm begging. Come on, stick it in."

"Say `please.'" Riley sure sounded like he was enjoying himself.

"Okay, okay, will you PLEASE fuck the shit out of me?" Dylan whined in
frustration.

Riley crawled onto Dylan's back, licked the boy's ear and then maneuvered
his dick into place. Dylan lifted his ass up and felt Riley push his cock
down. Dylan was both pleased and relieved at how easily Riley's fat knob
had gone in.

"Oh shit, that feels good," Dylan moaned softly. He felt the firm shaft
slip deeper and deeper into his ass. He lifted up wanting every inch of
it. He wished his legs weren't tied so he could spread wide for it. Trussed
up like he ewas, he knew his ass cheeks were clenched tight and that was
probably giving Riley a very nice feeling.

Riley pulled back slightly and then pumped in hard. He flexed his hips and
drove his dick deeper up Dylan's rear end. He slammed in again and
again. The bed shook, the springs squeaked, and the top of Dylan's head
thumped against the headboard. The slamming only got worse as Riley picked
up speed. Soon the headboard itself was slamming against the wall.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Dylan grunted each time Riley's cock speared into
him. He could feel the head twist from side to side as Riley reamed the
daylights out of him. He had no idea how much noise they were making. And
honestly, he didn't care.

* * * *

Tanner closed his eyes and tried to block out the sound of Dylan and Riley
having sex just a few feet away. It wasn't working. He also wondered what
he was going to do about his throbbing dick. With Kyle in the other bed he
didn't think he'd get a chance to jack off. Well, at least not until Kyle
was fast asleep. Just when he thought he'd have to get up, dress, and go
for a walk to get away from the loud noises, there was a high-pitched
"Fuck, I'm gonna cum!" Then, there was one last thump, and everything went
quiet.

Tanner waited, unsure if things might start up again. Slowly he pulled the
pillow away from his ear but couldn't hear anything. He took in a breath
and rolled onto his back, relieved it was finally over. It was then Tanner
felt his bed move and his blankets being lifted.

Tanner quickly turned his head. "Whaaa?"

"Sshh." Kyle lightly touched Tanner's lips with a finger.

Tanner looked at him in surprise.

"Are you hard?" Kyle asked softly.

Tanner nodded.

"So am I."

"Want to help each other out?"

Tanner's mind swirled. "What the fuck?" he thought, "What was Kyle up to?"
but realizing this wasn't the time to try to figure things out, he just
nodded.

The boys shifted so they were on their sides, looking at one another. The
next thing Tanner knew, Kyle's hand was rubbing him.

"I've wanted to do this almost from the first time we met," Kyle whispered.

Tanner too reached out, and for the first time in his life, touched another
boy's cock.


* * * *


I hope you're enjoying the story. A big thank you to Jon B. for the toy box
idea, I think it was great! If you have comments feel free to send them to
Playbuddy123@yahoo.com thanks, Jon.