Date: Thu, 19 Mar 1998 21:19:01 EST
From: GEP14 <GEP14@aol.com>
Subject: Scott and Dean - Chapters 1 & 2

PLEASE BE WARNED:  THIS STORY CONTAINS SEX BETWEEN MINOR BOYS.  IF
THIS TYPE OF MATERIAL OFFENDS YOU, PLEASE DO NOT READ PAST THE SQUIGLY (~~)
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				  FRIENDS

				 Chapter 1
				The Meeting

The radio blared; Smashmouth, "Walking On the Sun," to be exact.
I was jolted from my slumber.  I reached over and practically slammed my hand
down on the top of the radio slash alarm, causing it to shut up.  I pushed the
covers down to expose my bare chest; my nipples stiff and erect from the cold
air that surrounded me.  They were a bright pink; I rubbed them to warm them
up: pleasure I felt.  The feeling of my smooth palm on my hard nipple, rubbing
it all over.  I moaned slowly and softly, so not to disturb my still-sleeping
parents.

I didn't really need to worry, though.  I was in a bonus room and
we needed an intercom system just so my parent's wouldn't have to scream their
lungs out to tell me breakfast was ready.  I never had mine turned on (well, I
had it turned on, but not so they could hear me, but I could hear them - that
helped for when I jacked off).

I sat up and swirled around to let my feet touch the hardwood
floor.  I squinted my eyes shut: the floor was freezing.  After about thirty
seconds, or so, the floor (at least where I was at) warmed up enough for me to
raise myself off of my bed and walk towards my stereo.  I pressed play, and
the shuffle.  It started to play: Meredith Brooks, "My Little Town."  I walked
over to my full-length mirror and looked at myself:  jaw length blonde hair,
blue eyes, a nice chest and rock hard abs (from being a soccer player for
eight years).  My ran my hands over my stomach, tracing the groove's of my ab
muscles with my index finger.  Then, I noticed my erection.  I had to piss
like a racehorse (probably from the tall glass of Dr. Pepper I had last
night).

I walked to the bathroom, pulled out my seven inch erection and
began pissing into the toilet.  I let my head fall back and I stared at the
ceiling.  Finally (after what seemed like four hours) the piss stopped
streaming from my now semi-erect penis.  I shook it a few times to get the
last few drops of piss of the tip and stuck it back into my boxers.  I gave my
cock another squeeze and walked to the small closet next to my nice, large
bathroom.  I opened it up and grabbed a towel and walked back into my
bathroom, turning on the water in the tub to let it warm up.

I set the towel down on the back of the toilet, hooked my thumbs
in the waistband of my boxers and slid them off.  I stepped into the tub and
pulled the curtain closed.  I pulled up the little thing on the faucet and the
shower sputtered a few bursts of cold water, then out came the warm.  I backed
up and let the water stream over my back and run down over my ass and down the
back of my legs.  I grabbed my hair in my hands and pushed it up towards the
shower head (and being six two, you're all ready pretty close to it).  My hair
was soaked.  I pulled my Suave from the small shelf next to me, poured some
into my hand, and set the bottle back on the shelf.  I rubbed my hands through
my hair, making sure my whole head was one big shampoo bubble.

I rinsed off my hair and then started in on the rest of my body.
Under my arms, around my cock and balls and my chest, stomach and legs.  I
took my bottle of liquid soap again and squirted some in my hand, a small
amount.  I grasped my limp cock and squeezed it a few times, stimulating it.
I began masturbating, all the really cute guys' faces flashing through my
mind.  Dave, Randall, Abe, Jesse, Alvin.  Too many to name here.  I began
pumping harder and harder, faster and faster.  My teeth were gritted shut.
With my other hand, I ran the middle finger along the crack of my ass, then,
around my anus, gently applying pressure to the puckered hole.  Finally, when
my orgasm was near, I dug my finger into my asshole, and my cum (at almost the
exact same time) sprayed out of my piss-slit.  I groaned, moaned and then
relaxed.  I turned and let the water wash my dick, balls and hands.

I turned off the shower and dryed myself off, combed my tangled
mop and went to find some clothes.  I put on a pair of hunter green cotton Joe
Boxers (my favorite ones with the shamrock patch I had put on it in the bottom
corner of the left leg) with the white, inch-thick elastic waistband.  Over
those, I put on my Relaxed Fit LEVI's with the faded, worn knees.  For a
shirt, I put on my ADIDA's shirt, the maroon one with the white stripes
descending from the neck of the shirt, down the sleeves and then, at the end,
wrapping themselves along the bottom.

My hair was drying, and hung loosely at my jaws.  I brushed my
hair back and folded it behind my ears, hoping it would stay for more than two
seconds.  Right after I put it up, I moved and it fell again, tickling my neck
on the way down.  I chuckled, for no reason, really, just because my hair was
STUPID!

I opened my door and raced down the stairs and was met at the
bottom by the smell of eggs, bacon, bisquits and hashbrowns.  I sat down at
the table and had a plate full of food placed in front of me.  I ate as much
as I could (which wasn't much, considering that I filled up quickly).  I let
out a great burp and walked outside, ready to go to my friend, James's house. 

James and I were best friends, we had done many things together,
including jacking off together.  James never thought much about it, I did.  I
wondered it James would like to do more, to suck each other, to have sex.
But, I knew it would never happen.  James was as straight as an arrow, and we
both knew it.

I closed the door behind me and saw a guy about my age sitting on
his lawn across the street.  "Hey!" I called from my door.

"Hey, youself!" he yelled back.  I trotted over to him.  

"What's up?  You just move in here?"  he nodded.  "Cool.  What's
you name?"

"Dean." he replied.

Dean had ear-length blonde hair with hazel eyes, very cute.  He
had a nice build, from what I could tell.  My luck, he'd be straight - that
was my luck, I always fall for the straight boys.  

Dean stood up and extended his hand, we shook.  "What's your
name?" he asked.

"Scott." I said.

"Hello, Scott.  Nice to meet you." he said, releasing the grip.

"You, too."

"So, what're you up to this morning?"

"Nothing, I was going to a friends house, but I just rememebered
he's at his grandma's.  What're you up to?"

"Nothing - sitting here, trying to think of something to do.  And,
not finding anything."

"That's usually the way it is." I said, patting him on the back.
He looked at me and laughed.

"Hey, you want to come in?"

"Sure," I replied.  We walked into his house.  His parent's were
gone, Dean said they went to a party at a friends house four county's away.
We walked up the stairs to his room, he closed the door behind me.


				 Chapter 2
			   Finding Out A Secret

We played board games (Scrabble four times, Trouble three times,
Monopoly until we got tired of it [which was an hour and a half after we
started]) for four hours, almost five.  I called my parents and asked if I
could sleep over at Dean's house, I didn't tell them about his parent's being
gone, but they know I would be right across the street.  They agreed and Dean
and I both gave each other a high-five after I got off the phone.

We went into the den and got on his computer.  We signed on to AOL
and he immediately clicked on internet-globe button.  He typed in
"www.yahoo.com" and in the search bar typed:  naked men.  My mouth dropped
open.  He quickly clicked stop and closed the internet.  He looked at me.  I
stared at him.

"Shit." he said.  "I...shit, I'm diggin' a hole, aren't I?"

I took the mouse from him, clicked on the internet button and went
back to Yahoo!.  I typed in Naked Man and waited for the search list to come
up.  I clicked on the first link.  Now it was his time to stare at me.  I
placed my hand on his leg and rubbed.

"No," I finally said, in reply to his question.  "You were just
getting ready for a good time."  He put his hand on my thigh and we started
looking at the pics of all the men.  We were both hard, and there were large
tents in our jeans.  I looked down at his cock which was straining through the
fabric.  I ran my hand around his leg and then lightly brushed my palm across
the front of his tent.  He shivered.  We locked eyes, leaned in and kissed.
It was a lucious kiss, our tounges wrestling, tasting each other's saliva.  It
was great.

He reached down and grabbed my crotch.  I moaned in his throat.  I
felt like exploding my cum into my jeans crotch, but I stopped myself, I saved
it - until later, hopefully.  I placed my hand on his dick and I could feel
the pre-cum seeping through his pants.  I took my hand that had the pre-cum on
it and licked it clean.  I felt my dick throb.

He took his hand and unbuttoned my jeans and pushed them down to
my knees.  My boxers had a small dark spot on them from my own pre-cum.  I
rubbed my crotch.  It felt sooo good.  I quivered under his touch.  He was so
professional, so good at what he was doing.  We broke our embrace and took off
our shirts and pants until we were both in our boxers.

I let my eyes search all over his body: he had tight abs and
nicely developed pecs.  He was as smooth as a baby's ass.  I could tell he was
happy with what he saw in me because he had a big smile on his face.  He took
his fingers and ran them from the base of my neck down to the waistband of my
boxers, which he pulled open to look inside.  He almost drooled!  He took me
by the hand and we ran up the stairs toward his room in our boxers, our dicks
swinging back and forth, now limp for we had done no sexual activities in
about thirty seconds.

Now in his room, and knowing that his parent's were gone and they
wouldn't be home for a long while, I became more turned on than ever.  He
closed the door and locked it, then turned and kissed me, his tounge
entreating entrance, I allowed it.  We walked (he walked forward, I walked
backward) until we fell on his bed.  He ran his fingers through my hair and I
ran my hands along his back, stopping to rest on his ass.  He said to me, in a
tone that sounded so sweet, so low and so sexy, "You ready to play?"  I nodded
and he kissed my neck, then kissed his way down to my boxers, which he pulled
off of me.

There I lay on his bed, completely naked.  He teased my cock with
his tounge, gently lapping at it.  I felt as if I would blow my jizz right
there on my belly (which would be a waste, since someone who so wanted/craved
it was at my cock's base).

Dean licked my balls and took my right nut into his mouth and
sucked on it.  It felt so good, and agian I felt like I was going to blow my
cum, but I held it back.  He sucked on it like a piece of candy.  He licked it
then kissed his way to my ass.  He pulled apart my cheeks and I almost
screamed.  He licked my puckered hole and it felt so good.  His tounge poked
and prodded around my ass hole until he felt ready:  he rammed his tounge into
me, this time I did scream.  Loud.  I had never felt this much pleasure from
anyone, or anything, for that matter.

He stopped after about five minutes and began toying with my
super-hard cock.  He licked at the head and kissed my underbelly.  It throbbed
and bounced around.  Then, he began sucking on just the head, then down
halfway and before I knew it, he had my whole dick in his mouth; so far in
that my tip touched the back of his throat!  I moaned.  He was sucking and
running his tounge along the whole length of my tool, kind of like...he was
milking me.  It sent waves of ecstacy shivering throughout my teen body.

Finally, after about three minutes of all this, I felt my body
tense and my balls tingle.  I said, loudly, "Oh, Dean, I'm going to cum!" I
grabbed his head with my hand and kept him down.  He kept sucking until my
four - no, five - loads of cum had shot down his throat.  He swallowed every
last drop and then licked the remaining cum from the tip of my cock and then
from his lips.  He stretched across me, he still in his boxers, I completely
naked.  I felt his raging hardon digging into me.  It felt good.  I, again,
ran my fingers through his hair and we kissed.

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End chapters 1 & 2.  Chapters 3 & 4 will be coming shortly, so all
you horny guys will get to find out what happens between Dean and Scott.  This
is my first attempt at a story, and I hope you all will like it, I know I
enjoyed writing it =o)  If any of you have comments, praise or suggestions for
upcoming chapters, please E-Mail me and tell me.  Thank you.

			      ~*~Weird Boi~*~