Date: Wed, 10 Aug 2011 14:32:14 -0700 (PDT)
From: doned88 <doned88@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Future Changed

Toby yawned as he watched Sonya and Gretchen go inside. He had volunteered
to drive them home. They could have used the Limo but its use was longer
then they budgeted for.

Carl was dropped off first, since he wasn't feeling well.

The four had spent the night drinking champagne after they left the Prom.
They ran naked into the reservoir stumbling and laughing until the cops
appeared waving their flashlights.

The prom had been all the four dreamed of. Classmates dressed in tuxedos
and formal dresses posed for photos, danced and eyed each other.

Graduation was on Wednesday and after that, the hundred seniors would meld
into the general population seeking the life they had all been advised was
difficult but worthy their best efforts.

"They get home ok?" Carl's voice on the phone inquired. "Yea Yea, you
alright?"

"Puked then drank some milk, ok now" Carl said cryptically.

"Want me to come over?" Toby had no intention on going home. It was like
returning to the role of a son and brother. He felt like an adult.

"Want me to?" Sonya asked as they kissed that night. Her hand was moving
over his crotch threatening to unzip the fly and enter.

"Too drunk" Toby explained his softness.

He laughed at himself sitting in the car. She would tell Gretchen and
Gretchen would probably tell everyone even his sister. "Shit" he muttered.

The house was dark when he arrived. Carl's bedroom was in the back and Toby
entered as he did over the years, through the back door.

They were six or seven when they met on the school yard. Some larger kids
were picking on Carl, calling him names like Flame Head, Ginger kid, spotty
and other nicknames given to freckle faced read headed kids.

Toby moved closer and told them to "pick on someone the same size" or
something thought witty at the time.  He nursed the bloody nose in the
Nurses room after that. Carl dripped blood sitting beside him and they
became fast friends.

Toby closed the car door quietly. He shuffled up the driveway wondering if
any neighbors saw his white tux coated self. He had unbuttoned his tuxedo
shirt on the drive over to cool down from the lack of sleep and the heat of
the night of dancing, drinking and unsatisfied sexual fantasies.

The door was locked. Toby used his key. "You might as well have one, you
practically live here anyway" Carl's mother said years ago.

The kitchen was eerily quiet.  A cereal box and bowl with some milk
remained on the table. Toby put them away.  It was like he lived there. And
Carl treated his home the same way. Their families were used to the two
being around all the time. Nobody minded and everyone included both boys in
whatever family plans they made.

There was the vacation to California, a boating trip to a lake in Arizona,
4th of July celebrations, even family tragedies would find the other boy
wearing a black suit and being good company.

Toby made sure the kitchen door was locked before going down stairs. Carl's
Dad had turned part of the basement into a private bedroom for him six
years earlier giving him the privacy every teenager desires.

They had played video games, watched TV, enjoyed sleepovers and used the
room as their own man cave. Toby had to share his bedroom with a
brother. That didn't stop Carl from coming over and hanging out there
either.

Toby stretched his neck this way and that as he descended the familiar
stairs. School was ending soon, very soon. It would be their last
summer. Both knew that their lives would change.  Neither thought their
friendship would end but it would change.

Carl's parents were sending him to a college near his grandparents a
thousand miles away. Toby was going to Colorado to enter the Air Force
Academy.

He had talked about wanting to become a pilot since they were kids and Carl
had talked about acting. Toby went to every school performance watching his
best friend on stage. Carl joined Toby's perchance for model plane building
and flying.

"Hey" Toby said as he opened the door. The bedside lamp cast a yellow light
across the bed where Carl sat.  It was bright enough to illuminate Carl's
naked body as he sat on the edge of his bed.

Toby could see the freckled body head to toe. The normally red hair was
darkened by the night outside and highlighted by the lamp. Carl was staring
out the high window as if concentrating on some unknown and unseen object.

"What's goin on?" he asked.

Carl turned and looked at him. His face was blank. His green eyes were dark
and wide. Either he was stoned or very scared. Toby and he had discussed
the years past and their unknown future while dressing for the Prom the day
before.

They stopped talking to avoid the frightening uncertainty after Carl
suggested he would miss Toby more then anything.

Toby saw it all in his friends stare. He dropped his white coat and
shirt. Removing his belt, he let the rented tuxedo pants fall to the
ground. Toby chose not to talk as he used one foot to remove the shoe of
the other foot.

"It's going to be ok" he said quietly as he walked naked in front of where
Carl sat and knelt. His hands rested on the boys bare thighs.

They had watched each other masturbate since they were first able to do
it. Their legs had pressed together now and then as they delved into the
constant need to orgasm as friends.

But those years were past and those ahead were indeed uncertain.

Toby moved his head forward and lifted Carl's penis with his tongue drawing
it between his lips. They had talked about it but not like this. Now he
swallowed the meat knowing the warmth he'd give his friend. Toby's cousin
had urged him to do it long ago but neither boy admitted to liking it then.

Toby slid his tongue under Carl's swallowed cock feeling it expand to fill
his mouth. He moved his lips fucking his own mouth with Carl's cock. He was
admitting he had more then bro-mantic feelings for Carl. He didn't'
care. It would never be the same anyway.

Carl's hands rested on his shoulders pulling him closer. Toby felt the
redheaded buddy kiss his bobbing head. He wanted what was happening.

The orgasm came quickly practically choking Toby but he swallowed every
drop and licked his lips before pressing them against Carl's.

They didn't speak. Carl pulled Toby on to the bed and kissed his face,
chest, belling and cock taking it into his own mouth repeating the action
Toby had used until he too was swallowing the precious fluids Toby's body
offered.

"Shit" Toby said as he lay on the bed.

"Fuck me" the words weren't a whisper but quiet. "It's ok" Toby turned
facedown and parted his legs. Carl didn't answer but moved into position
and held his cock pushing into Toby's willing butthole.

The fucking was awkward at first then Carl seemed to find a rhythm that
hurt and pleased Toby's insides...the panting was so heavy Toby feared
someone would hear them. But they were in the basement a long way from the
prying ears of Carl's father.

Carl pulled on his hips moving Toby to his knees as the fucking continued
becoming louder.

"You two ok?" Carl's father had come into the room that time they wrestled
naked. Their young bodies tumbled over the bed, floor, and against the
bookcases. The books fell, a bowl broke and they laughed at each other's
erections.

Two years later they were making other noises now as Toby's ass sucked
Carl's cock dry.

"Sheeeeeet" Carl said as his body released another prostate full into his
best friend's intestines.

"Do me" Carl fell over on the bed, still panting hard

Toby didn't hesitate as he lifted his friend's legs against his chest and
across his shoulders. His cock was ready and pressed into the dilated
butthole Carl's upturned body offered.

He fucked him out of love, anger they would soon part and desperation to
feel what his fantasies of years past longed to feel

The light revealed Carl's face, sometimes grimacing, other times smiling
and eyes closed in reaction to the sensations he was feeling.

Toby wondered if this was the first time for his friend. He had felt a cock
himself years ago by his aggressive cousin. But they were young
experimenting teenagers. It was different then.

It was much different now. He wanted to move so deep inside Carl their
bodies would become one. He wondered if Carl felt the same moments ago.

He hit Carl harder and harder with each jam even after his cock finished
its job spewing all the jism his body had to offer.

They didn't speak laying there; Toby's body half across Carl's. Both boys
panted until their heavy heartbeats calmed down and their panting lungs
breathed normally. Neither wanted to move.

And so that's where they lay as Carl's father entered the room hours
later. Seeing his naked son lying in his bed with his equally naked best
friend made him smile.

He sat on the bed and lightly touched their young firm, sexually satisfied
bodies.

Toby's eyes flickered open.

"Hey Dad" Carl responded awakening too.

"Hey you two, go back to sleep. I'll come get you later when everyone's
gathered"

Their two families and other friends would be gathering later for a
celebration barbeque. They would appear, barefoot, to the cheering groups.

Toby would be wearing some of Carl's clothes, tee shirt and shorts. Carl
would be smiling blushing at the attention as usual.

Both boys wondered what Carl's father would say. Would he mention to Toby's
parents what he was now aware of?

Toby felt Carl's hands on his genitals; fumbling feeling and holding before
the boy slipped back to sleep. He kissed the freckled cheek nearest him and
slept as well.

The future had changed already.