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Date: 25 Nov 1994 10:55:17 -0500
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My own adaptation of a GREAT story from Christopher Street

JEFF and Mike were best friends, both 17 and seniors in high
school.  They were both athletic, good-looking and popular
guys, and they were together constantly:  lifting, going to
practice and hanging out with the same group of friends on
weekends.

Jeff was about 6'1 and weighed about 180 pounds.  He had a
lean, defined body like a baseball player and he kept his
light brown hair buzzed close to his head.

Mike was shorter, about 5'9, but he weighed about the same.
His dark, smooth body was bulkier - like a wrestler - with a
broad, solid chest tapering to a slim, tight stomach and
waist.  His dark hair was also buzzed close, and he had a
tiny diamond in one ear.

Both boys were easygoing and friendly, if not especially
brilliant.  They always had fun together, though they rarely
talked about anything too personal.

One August day, Jeff and Mike were playing basketball in
front of Mike's house.  They had started at about noon, and
by four it had gotten really hot and they were both sweaty
and tired.  Mike finally sat down on the steps and pulled off
his shirt.  Jeff gave his buddy's hunky body a discreet,
appreciative glance, noticing the way the sun glinted off his
sweat-shined body and the damp package between the parted
thighs of his jams.

As they passed a Gatorade between them and wiped the sweat
from their faces, Jeff asked Mike, "So what are you doing
tonight?"

"I was thinking about going to the movies with Nicole.  Do
you want to ask Michelle and come with us?" Mike offered.

"I dunno, by the time I got home, took a shower, ate and got
back it would be too late," Jeff hedged.

"Shit, why don't you just take a shower here?  I can find
something for you to wear.  Then we can meet them for pizza
or something later," Mike proposed.

"That makes sense," Jeff agreed.

"Pretty good thinking, huh, Genius!" Mike laughed.  Jeff
laughed too and punched Mike in the arm.  Mike retaliated by
grabbing his bigger buddy around the middle from behind in a
wrestling grip.  Their two sweaty bodies slapped against one
another, Mike's strong hands fighting for a grip on Jeff by his
slippery pec and belly.  They struggled, laughing, for a
minute, but they knew they were just about a perfect match.
Mike let go suddenly when he started to feel a stirring in
his shorts, afraid Jeff would notice it against his ass.

"Last one in the shower is a fuckin' shithead!" Mike sang out
as he ran into the house.  Jeff was quick on his heels, but
Mike got to the bathroom first.  He grabbed a magazine and
sat down, pretending he had been there waiting for an hour.
When Jeff got in a few seconds later, Mike affected a yawn
and said, "Finally!"

"Fuck you, Smartass!" Jeff laughed again.  He unceremoniously
dropped his shorts and underwear on the floor and stood there
naked in front of Mike.  Startled, Mike made himself busy
finding towels, soap and shampoo for Jeff rather than try to
keep from looking at him.  In the locker room, it was easy to
steal glances at the other guys, there were a lot of people
there and it was a big space.  In this tiny room alone with
Jeff, Mike had to keep looking anywhere but at his friend's
awesome body.  You see, Mike never told anyone, but he really
had a thing for hot-looking guys.

As Jeff stepped into the shower, Mike almost sighed out loud
in relief.  He picked up Jeff's sweaty clothes, planning to
wash them so Jeff could wear them home later.  As he went
downstairs, Mike held the soaked shirt up to his face,
absorbing the musky smell of his friend's body.

Mike took off his own clothes next to the washer, and threw
them in with Jeff's.  By the time he figured out how to get
the machine running, he heard the shower stop upstairs, and
he jogged naked back to his room.  Jeff was standing there,
also naked, dripping on the rug.  "Man, I tell ya, that felt
excellent!"  Jeff grinned.  Again, trying hard not to stare
at Jeff (especially since now he was naked too and any
reaction on his dick's part would be obvious) Mike showed his
buddy where his underwear, t-shirts and jeans were, then
escaped into the bathroom himself.

As Mike cooled his hunky body in the shower, Jeff looked
around his friend's room, trying to find something of Mike's
that would fit him.  Everything seemed about 2 sizes too big.
He pushed the bedroom door closed, suddenly self-conscious,
and was surprised to see a giant poster of Marky Mark ,
wearing only a pair of boxer briefs, grabbing himself and
grinning at the camera.  He was also surprised at all the
different kinds of underwear Mike had.  Calvin Klein's in
every single colour and style, plus a lot of others,
including some boxers, bikinis, and jock straps.  He had
finally selected some white Calvins that looked like they
would stay on his leaner frame, and pulled them on.  Then he
found some denim shorts and a white guinea tee.  The t-shirt
was pretty baggy on him, so his lean pecs and washboard abs
were exposed, tan against the white shirt.

Mike re-entered the room, rubbing his spiky hair dry.  He
grinned at Jeff and punched him gently in the gut, then
grabbed a pair of white boxer briefs just like Marky Mark's.
Though they would have been loose on Jeff, they fit Mike
pretty snug, clinging to his rock-hard ass and thighs and
outlying his impressive cock and balls up front.

"Whaddya think, are they me?"  Mike flexed and posed, then
found some jeans and a shirt and got dressed as they talked.

"Yeah, you look pretty good in them." Jeff commented, a
little uncomfortably.  "When did you get this big thing for
fancy underwear all of a sudden?"

Mike's face changed, he looked pretty embarrassed.  "Yo, man,
I dunno.  Since I've been lifting with you a lot, I really
started to like the way I look.  So I started buying these
and it got a little out of control."

Jeff was skeptical. "Calvin Kleins are expensive, and you
have what looks like a hundred pairs.  Last I checked,
lifeguards didn't make enough to support a habit like that."

Mike sat down, still looking really uncomfortable.  "If I
tell you, you gotta swear NEVER to say a word to anyone."

Jeff reassured him, "Shit, man, we're best buds.  I would
never rat on you.  What are you up to?"

"This is really embarrassing.  You gotta promise you're not
gonna get pissed at me."

"Why should I get pissed?  No matter what you did, it can't
be that bad"

Mike sighed.  "Okay, check it out... You beat off, right?"

"Shit yeah," Jeff grabbed himself and grinned.  "Everybody
does, or else they'd go nuts."  They both laughed.  Mike was
starting to relax a little.

"Well, I usually do it in here rather than the bathroom,
because I like to lay down and do it.  It also helps me fall
asleep."

"Yeah, it's a great way to relax yourself," Jeff agreed.

"So one afternoon I had just come back from lifting, and was
checking myself out in the mirror.  I was feeling my pecs,
abs, ass, everything; seeing what kind of progress I made.

"Eventually, this really started to turn me on.  I decided to
see if I could give myself a hard-on without touching my
dick, so I watched myself in the mirror and thought about
every fuckin' thing I could think of, till I had a good
stiffer.

Jeff laughed, picturing this.

"Now comes the weird part.  All the sudden, I feel like
someone is watching me.  I realize the shades are up, and the
guy who lives next door is standing there watching me!

"Get out!  Who?  What'd you do?" Jeff couldn't believe it.

"I don't think you know him.  He's about 3 years older than
us, and went to Catholic.  He's home from school for the
summer."

"So what'd you do?"  Jeff demanded.  He was starting to get
turned on listening to this story.

Mike grinned and turned red again. "Well, i dunno why, but
the idea that he was watching me really turned me on.  He
could see that, too.  He grinned at me and made jerking
motions, like he wanted me to beat off."

"No way!  Did you?" by now Jeff's dick was rock hard in the
jeans.

"I was a little nervous, so I posed a little for him, but he
kept egging me on.  So finally I took it in my hand.  He
waved me closer to the window so he could see better.  I came
pretty near, so I was only like ten feet from him, then I
started pulling my pud.

"He loved it.  He watched me as I pulled my dick, and I guess
he was jerking off, too.  I flexed and ran my hands over my
chest and stomach and arms, mostly keeping my eyes closed.
Once in a while I'd look at him, and he'd still be watching.

"After a while, I started to feel myself cumming.  I didn't
want it to go all over the floor, so i stepped right near the
window and opened it.  He grinned and stared at my dick.  I
finally shot my load, and let it shoot out onto the ground.
He clapped, and waved me to meet him outside."

"Holy SHIT!  Did you?  Then what happened?"  By now, Jeff was
rubbing his crotch without even realizing it.

"Yeah, I put on some underwear and shorts and went, what the
fuck.  He met me behind my house.  He's not like a fag at
all, he's a pretty normal-looking guy.  He introduced himself
and told me it was great to finally meet me.  I was like,
'what do you mean "finally,"?'.  And he tells me HE'S BEEN
WATCHING ME JERK OFF ALL SUMMER!"  I couldn't believe it.  At
first i was a little pissed, but then it TOTALLY TURNED ME
ON."

"So then he asks me, 'Can I touch you?' I didn't know what to
say, so he just starts checking out my chest, arms, abs, butt
and crotch with his hands.  I'm just standing there while
he's pawing me.  It felt okay though, I was really getting
into the way he was so hot for me."

"Holy shit," was all Jeff could say.

"Finally, I was like, 'I have to go now,' so he goes, 'I've
got a present for you.'  He gives me a bag with about six
pairs of Calvins in them, in about six different styles and
colors.  He goes, 'I want you to give me a show later.'  I
was thinking, 'this guy's not real!' but he gave me over $100
worth of underwear to do it, so I was like, FUCK IT.  So
later that night I did a strip show for him and let him watch
me beat off again.  I'm sure he's got my routine figured out,
so he's probably watching me everyday.

"Is he there now?"  Jeff asked.  That was all Mike had to
know, he knew his buddy was into this idea, too.

"Yeah, his car's there.  I'm sure by now he's watching us."
They glanced over, and sure enough, the good-looking older
guy was watching the two boys intently.  "Do you wanna give
him a show?"  Mike grinned devilishly.

In reply, Jeff walked over to where Mike was standing and
grabbed the bottom of his buddy's shirt, slowly lifting it up
over his head.  He took Mike's firm, smooth pecs in his hands
for a second, feeling the solid muscle and the accelerated
heartbeat.  Then he slowly ran one hand down Mike's belly and
copped a feel of his bulging crotch, feeling the iron-like
dick inside.

"Why don't you strip for him first?"  Mike suggested,
stepping back and sitting on the bed.  "I'm sure by now he's
dying to see your body."

Jeff reluctantly agreed.  He slowly lifted the shirt over his
head and tossed it to Mike.  Then, he ran his hands over his
pecs and belly, eyes closed, and stroked his crotch through
the baggy shorts.  The waist was so loose on them, that you
could see over an inch of the Calvin Kleins underneath.  It
looked really hot.

Mike urged Jeff to take the shorts off, So he unbuttoned them
a few buttons, letting his crotch peek out, and they sank
lower to reveal more of his cotton-covered ass.  Mike moaned
in delight.  Then, he leaned back and swung his feet up,
placing them on both sides of Jeff's bare torso.  "That
tickles!" Jeff laughed.  Mike said nothing, but slid his feet
down, taking Jeff shorts with them.  Jeff's erection was
plainly visible in the shorts, and Mike poked at it with is
toes.  Then he put his feet down and watched Jeff stroke that
bulge for a while.

"Okay, don't torture us anymore.  He's dyin' to see your cock
and so am I."  Mike sat up.  Jeff blushed, laughed, then
slowly inched the underwear down his legs.  First his compact
pubic bush inched into view.  Then the root of his thick,
smooth cock which he had stuffed down into one leg.  Then his
big balls.  Mike watched with fascination, wondering how big
that dick was and when it was going to end!  Suddenly he had
his answer!  The pink cut head popped into view as Jeff's
dick snapped to attention.  He let the shorts fall on the
floor, and stepped out of them.  Mike stood up, walked around
behind Jeff and put his arms around him.  He pressed his
chest against his buddy's smooth back, and ran his hands
lightly over his chest and abs.  Jeff's cock got even harder
at this gentle inspection, and he felt Mike's meat, still
stuffed in jeans, against his bare ass.  Finally, Mike took
one pec in his hand, and wrapped the other around his
friend's awesome dick.  He put his chin on Jeff's shoulder so
he could see the neighbour watching the action.

Jeff felt very strange.  Being naked and erect for a
stranger's inspection was enough, now his best buddy was
jerking him off and feeling him all over, while the stranger
still watched!  However, it also felt fuckin' good to be
getting this attention, and in not too long, his dick began
to throb.  Mike leaned in to him and held him tight as he
brought his friend to climax.  Strands of Jeff's cum shot
into the air, as Mike caressed him and nuzzled his neck with
his mouth.  Finally, Jeff turned around.  "It's time for you
to be naked, too." he told Mike.

"No problem, man.  Keep up what you started before."  Jeff
knelt on the floor in front of Mike and unbuttoned his skin-
tight jeans, tugging them down his legs.  Mike's dick was
outlined vividly against his underwear now.  Mike used both
hands to gently push Jeff's face against that ridge in his
briefs.  Jeff inhaled deeply, absorbing the musky scent of a
young boy's urges.  He ran his mouth up and down the
imprisoned dick.  Then Mike said, "pull my underwear off, but
use your teeth!"

Jeff got up on his haunches, steadying himself by holding
onto Mike's waist, and - after several false starts - caught
the waistband of the shorts in his teeth peeled them slowly
down.  Mike's big, thick smooth tool poked him gently in the
cheek as he passed it.  He slid his hands down Mike's bare
ass, taking the shorts down with them.  Then he inspected his
buddy's privates at close range.  He had never seen another
guy erect, and was fascinated in how Mike's dick was
different from his.

"You really look like you want to suck that,"  Mike grinned.

Jeff laughed and shook his head, but Mike took his head in
his hands again, and pushed Jeff's face against his dick.
Jeff resisted a little, then inhaled deeply and began lapping
at the solid cock.  Mike ran his hands all over Jeff's body
and muttered, " Suck it, please suck it!"  Finally, Jeff took
the two halves of mike's rock-hard, baby-smooth ass in his
hands, and Mike used one hand to feed his dick into Jeff's
mouth, as he gently pushed the back of his head with the
other.  Jeff gagged a little, but quickly mastered it, giving
suction and pressure, and caressing the tip of Mike's dick
with his tongue.  Mike moaned in delight, thrusting with his
hips and  caressing Jeff's face and chest with his hands.
He glanced at the neighbour, who nodded in approval while
furiously beating off himself.  Mike felt so proud of his
body (it seemed like EVERYONE wanted to get with him) and in
absolute control.  This was IT, man!

After a while, Mike felt the throbs of pleasure intensify
in the base of his spine.  He warned Jeff, "I'm gonna come!"
 Jeff gave a final suck, then backed off and opened his
mouth.  Mike came with the tip of his dick on Jeff's tongue,
so that Jeff could drink his come, but the neighbour could
see it, too.  He shot wads of his pearly white seed into
Jeff's mouth, where it was greedily consumed.  Jeff and
mike's eyes met, and they grinned at each other in newfound
delight.  Jeff stood up, and they gripped eachother's hunky
bodies into another bear hug.  Then, they turned and took a
bow to the neighbour, who was giving them a standing ovation!
( In more ways than one!).

Then, both boys jumped onto the bed.  Mike lay on his back,
while Jeff lay on his side next to him, caressing his chest
as they kissed eachother long, slow and gentle 'til they fell
asleep in eachother's arms.  They never did make it to the
movies!

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