Date: Fri, 9 Jul 1999 00:53:55 EDT
From: Begmealot@aol.com
Subject: Adventures of tray and jay 2

"Adventures of Tray and Jay 2"

PART 2: JAY THE NEXT DAY

I couldn't believe how different I felt when I got to school the next day.
I mean the day after my big brother Tray finally gave in to my little
hints.  HAH, yeah!  Some hints.  I had to really go for it and give him a
lap dance before he figured out how horny I was.  But I gotta hand it to
Tray, he showed me stuff I had no idea you could do, once he got over his
stupid hang-up about doing it with his little bro.  That's what he calls
me, little bro.  One thing I know for sure, my butt is still tingling from
the hot screw he gave me!

Like I said, everything's different now.  My freshman year is almost over,
and before now I was like a ghost or something.  People didn't give me
shit, they just didn't see me.  Now that I've been laid?  I walk across
campus and I swear everyone's looking at me.  I'm not paranoid, either,
they were really looking.  First I checked my fly, of course, then combed
my hair.  Then my only friend Chet calls to me and I wait for him to run
over to me and he gets this fun ny look and checks me out, up and down.

"What happened to you, Jay?" he asks real funny.  I shrugged, and he
grinned, but only playing around.  "I know, you got laid, right?"

"As a matter of fact...."  I let it hang there.

"NO WAY!" Chet whispered, or tried to.  "Who with, man?"

"Grow up, dude, I don't kiss and tell.  I wanna get more, after all."

Chet grabbed my shoulders and shook me as he groaned, "Oh, no, no ,no, no
fucking way, Jay, you have to tell me, man, come on, I'm your buddy, I
won't tell no one, tell me, look, I'm half- hard already, dude!"

Shit, since he invited me I took a look down at the front of his baggy
shorts with his boxers hanging out the top and sure enough there's this big
old tent poking straight out straining his fly.  Now, the old me would have
blushed or some stupid shit but I just grabbed the head of his cock through
the thin cloth, right there in the open, and squeezed until Chet's eyes and
mouth popped!

"You got time before first period, dude, go stroke off in the BOY'S room!"
I told him and let go of his frisky virgin dick.  I left him standing there
gasping with one hand on his fuzzy blond head and the other pushing down on
his big tent.  His pale face got ALL flushed!

That's what I mean, though, I didn't care any more.  I guess people could
smell the animal in me, or feel it making their blood boil like mine was.
I wasn't ever going without again, but I wasn't really interested in a
cherry like Chet.  I had to have more of that hot man action my big brother
Tray gave me, now HE knows how to fuck.  But he said I have to fend for
myself from now on and I know he meant it.

Anyway, all day went like that.  People I didn't even know knew my name
acted all friendly, and most of them could kiss my happy ass!  But they
probably didn't have a clue about that kind of shit.  So I made it through
to last period checking out all the older guys, the juniors and seniors,
and the only one I saw that I wanted was my brother Tray across the yard at
lunch with some of his friends.  He saw me alright but only grinned and
nodded all cool.  He's only 17 but like I said he knows what he's doing.
Christ, I walked around with a boner all day thinking about what we did to
each other.

Then last period came, frosh lit, and I was the first one in class other
than Mr. Schiff.  He's old enough to be my dad, I guess, I had wondered
sometimes.  Daydreaming, I mean.  I'm 15, so I guess that means he was
about my brother's age when I was born.  He's tall and has curly dark brown
hair and a little mustache.  My other male teachers are kind of fat, but
not Mr. Schiff.  I saw him jogging a couple of times.

I walked by his desk and he looked up and smiled and I wondered why he
never smiled that way before or if I just never noticed.  But my head got
light and I kicked the waste basket by accident and bent to put it back.
When I stood up again his eyes were on my ass and I grinned but he looked
away.

"Hello, Jay," he said formally to his papers on the desk.

"Hi, Mr. Schiff," I said right back, pausing and waiting for him to look
back up.  He did, and that's when I decided to adjust the bulge in my
cords.  Cords are lousy for hiding a boner.  Mr.  Schiff noticed!  My
insides got warm and all fluttery.  Then his eyes darted up to mine, and I
busted him again!  Holy shit, Mr. Schiff was a fag!  We were both getting
hot and bothered but kids were coming in and besides Mr. Schiff wasn't
going to look at me again.

At my desk I stared at my lean young daddy of a lit teacher and spread my
legs to give my dripping hard on room to breathe.  Mr. Schiff ignored me
most of class, especially after one time when he looked and I was squeezing
my nuts and the base of my cock and biting my lower lip, and Mr. Schiff
forgot what he was saying or where he was, probably.  I had this huge stain
of boy juice only it was way over on my hip so no one would think it was
what it was except for the long bulge leading to it.

Finally class was over and I sat there waiting for all the kids to leave
and watching Mr. Schiff fidget and get more and more uncomfortable because
I wouldn't leave.  I followed to last one to his desk and stopped as the
girl walked out.  The door was propped open.  I stepped right up to the
front of his desk and leaned against it so my crotch rested on the edge,
right there for Mr.  Schiff to see.  And he did.  He stared at my round
balls and the hard shaft stretched out to my right and sighed before
sitting back and looking into my eyes.

"Okay what's up, Jay?  I mean you know."

"Same old same old, Mr. Schiff.  You know how it is."

"Well, yes, I really have to be going..."

"Meeting the wife?"

He fingered his wedding band and looked sad all of a sudden.  "Well, no,
we're, uh...we're separated."

"Oh, sorry, Mr. Schiff."

"It's not your fault, Jay."  He grinned again.  I looked out the door.
Clear.

"Mr. Schiff, how old were you got laid?"

"Well, uh, I think you should talk to your father about that, Jay."

"My father has serious inadequacy problems."

"Really."

"Yes."

"Well, then, your brother, Tray.  Tray was one of my first students..."

"I know.  We're real close."

Shit, Mr. Schiff turned red.  Oh my God, could they have done it together?
Tray and Mr.  Schiff?  Just thinking about it I started to move my hips,
and I was THAT close to squirting in my pants!  I even grunted.

"Jay!"  I looked at him like he was interrupting me.  "I have to go now."

"Yeah, so do I.  Give me a ride?  Please?"  He was halfway there!  "Please?
I really need a ride."

His mouth fell open, but next thing I knew we were in Mr. Schiff's Volvo
and I stayed down low because I know he was nervous as hell.  He was taking
the road less traveled, for sure.  I noticed the loose pouchy front of his
slacks bobbing up and down.

"Boxers," I whispered accidentally.

"What?" Mr. Schiff asked fast, and I reached over and took things into
hand.  He groaned and grabbed my hand like he really thought he could stop
me but I wouldn't let go.  In fact I had his zipper down fast and his long
uncut dick was out the next second, and it was bigger than mine or Tray's.
Every way.  I never saw one uncut before, not even soft in the locker room.
It was sticky wet and smelled hot and when I moved closer the skin went
down.

"Oh, man, that's fucking beautiful, Mr. Schiff!"  I licked his head, and he
twitched so I went down on him.  He trembled all over but there was no more
fake tries at stopping my wild teenage ass from getting what I wanted, in
fact his free hand stroked the thick hair on the back of my head.  I don't
know how he did it, I know I couldn't drive if someone was sucking me, even
if I knew how to drive.

Well Mr. Schiff almost popped his load in my mouth but he made me stop.  I
mean stop going up and down over his juicy uncut monster, but I didn't stop
playing with him.  He was dripping so much I couldn't believe it.  I had to
keep licking it off so it wouldn't mess up his pants even though my spit
already did a good job of that.  Spit dries.  God, I liked how he couldn't
talk!  I kept jabbing my tongue down the slit of his boxers toward his
sweaty, musky smelling nuts and then back up the smooth shaft to his
head....

But then the car stopped and I stayed down in his lap while he played with
my head and face and neck a while.

"Come on, we're here," he said at last, like he had been thinking it over
really carefully and surrendered, but he still felt guilty or something.

Mr. Schiff has a nice house.  I wondered if Tray got this far not to
mention other things I'd really like to know.

"Anyone else here?" I asked, and he laughed, so I knew we were alone.  I
started losing my clothes without Mr. Schiff knowing it until we were in
the living room and turned around and saw me in my Speedos.  They were
about to split in the front and my juice was almost dripping through the
fabric!

Mr. Schiff froze and took my whole body in with his eyes.  I held my arms
out to my sides in offer, and you bet he accepted.  On his knees in front
of me the next second, he took the head of my adolescent prick and sucked
my clear jiz through the fabric while he grabbed my ass cheeks and dug his
fingers into them.  It almost hurt but I lost it all the way when he jammed
four fingers up my crack and made me scream.

"Yeah Mr. Schiff yeah yeah finger fuck me like my brother did please don't
stop!"

He stopped.  "You've done this with Tray?"  What could I say to that, so I
said nothing and he ripped my Speedos off and got his fingers in my butt
good.  Mr. Schiff is a great cocksucker!  And the way he strummed my
butthole with his fingers was too much so the next thing was he had his
face buried in my nuts and I lost it and blasted off with my come straight
up in the air and back down on his face and the carpet and my pubes.
Mr. Schiff laughed real nasty then but kept eating my nuts until I was
empty before he rose up and swallowed my dick whole.  I had to hold onto
his head to stay on my feet.

After that we went in his bedroom and he was naked by the time we got there
so I grabbed him from behind and beat his huge cock while we climbed up on
the bed just like that, with me behind him beating his dick.  He lay on his
back and I went right to work on his throbbing thing.  I was kind of sad
that he came so fast.  I was using my hand like I did with Tray and man!
Mr. Schiff grabbed me by the hair and yanked my head back and his come just
spurted all over my face.  It was so hot and neat smelling and I buried my
face in his hairy stomach and got drunk off the scent and feel of his load
all over my face.

Mr. Schiff rolled on top of me and licked his creamy jiz off my face and
swallowed it all and then kissed me hard, a lot harder than Tray did.  He
almost cut my lip but I wasn't complaining, I'm not a wimp.  It made me
feel a lot weaker than with Tray, too, somehow, I don't know why, but
Mr. Schiff is bigger and hairier and...and...ROUGHER, that's it!  Yeah, I
liked it hard and rough like that.  He didn't ask me shit, he just took it
and let me give it up.  Shit that man made me feel so hot!

I mean he was all over me with his lean hard body all hairy and dripping
sweat by then and he's got my hands back above my head pinned by the wrists
and he's practically eating my spitty face when he scoots his knees up
between my legs and works them up around his waist while he goes to town on
my nipples!

"AAAAHHHHOWAAWOWWWWW!" I went off.  He grinned and wiped the sweat from his
face with an arm while he slid me sideways on the bed and reached behind me
for something but I never saw it, I just heard the crinkle and saw his
hands disappear down to his still rock hard cock and then a rolling rubber
sound.  I hawked up a great big gob of my best deep spit and gave him a
hand lubing it up.

"Okay stick it to me Mr. Schiff I'm ready I can take it go man go, go go
go, fuck my ass!"

I think I drove him over the edge because nice quiet Mr. Schiff that
everyone knew wouldn't hurt a fly did it to me, alright.  Oh, yeah, it hurt
real bad going in and rammed the breath out of me, and I popped out in this
massive sweat thing but I hoped and prayed it wouldn't last because his
cock really was longer and thicker than Tray's and it felt fucking AWFUL
the first ten strokes maybe.

But then it happened again.  My butt made more room or something or
secreted more lube or whatever, but Mr. Schiff's big fucker popped
something way deep in me.  My guts were still ready to explode but if they
did I was gonna die in rapture!  I couldn't talk, I only got out these
pathetic faggy little gasps and my eyes rolled all the way back in my head.
I never saw Mr.  Schiff the whole time but you bet I felt his tool in me
torturing my teenage ass and banging that spot way up there for what must
have been an hour.

I felt his heaving chest on top of me and his really hot breath on my neck
and his wet skin all over the place.  I held on with my arms around his
back and sometimes reached lower to feel his hairy ass as it drove his hips
and his cock all the way inside me.  At some point Mr. Schiff's fucking got
even harder and faster and that was when he started spraying spit down on
my face and grunting like some wild animal.  Then he exploded in me, and I
held on for dear life!  That didn't stop for a few more minutes.

Finally when he stopped and saw me under him again he was panting real hard
and looked like he came out of a coma or something.  Like he thought he had
raped me!  So I pulled his face down and laid one on him.  He pulled out
and crashed beside me, and my legs were stuck in the upright position until
I forced them down.  That's when I noticed all the come on my chest and
stomach and matted in my thick patch.  Right in front of me more of it
oozed out of my piss hole.

I thought of something then and snorted in amusement.  I thought, damn, I
could get used to this.

SO ENDS PART 2 OF THE ADVENTURES OF TRAY AND JAY.  EACH PART WILL ALTERNATE
BETWEEN THE TWO BROTHERS AND THEIR ADVENTURES THROUGH DIFFERENT CATEGORIES
OF THE NIFTY/GAY ARCHIVE.

I WANT TO THANK EVERYONE WHO SENT THEIR COMMENTS TO PART 1. I REALLY LOVE
HEARING FROM YOU.