Date: Mon, 1 Mar 2010 05:57:47 -0800 (PST)
From: Jon D <playbuddy123@yahoo.com>
Subject: Growing Up Navy - 18

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and real people, places, or events is merely a coincidence. This story
contains descriptions of imagined sexual activity between teenage boys and
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Growing Up Navy - 18


As they did most mornings, Jared and Tyler met at Jared's locker.

"How was your weekend?" Jared smiled as he stashed some books and sorted
out his homework.

"Nothing special," Tyler shrugged, and then with a twinkle in his eye gave
Jared a playful look, "unless you count scoring!"

Jared laughed, "You finally did Amanda?"

Tyler nodded with a huge smile.

"How did that happen?"

"She's been all, like, `we can't go all the way, I want to stay a virgin
until I get married.' and I'm, like, `don't you love me?"

Jared made a face. "You weren't that lame were you?"

Tyler blushed.

"Some guys will say anything to get in a girl's pants," Jared laughed.

Tyler took a quick look up and down the hall. "I finally convinced her, and
we did it doggie style on her mom and dad's bed."

Jared grinned. "How was it?"

Tyler laughed, "Amazing! Both times!"

Jared slammed his locker door shut. "Good for you!" he smiled. Pausing, he
thought about something that had been bothering him for a while. Finally
deciding he wanted to talk to Tyler about it, he got more serious. "Would
you be up to going off base for lunch today?"

Tyler gave his friend a puzzled look. "I guess so, but we never make it
back on time, and so we always end up in detention."

"It's kind of important," Jared said softly.

"Okay, no problem. Besides, I'm behind in civics class. A couple of hours
of detention will be good for me." Tyler laughed.

"Thanks, man," Jared said as they headed to class.

* * * *

McD's was busy, but Jared and Tyler managed to find a table in the corner
of the kids play room. On a school day, there weren't that many kids around
anyway.

"So what's up? Why are we going to get our asses thrown in detention?"
Tyler joked.

Jared took a breath. "Well, remember you told me that you and your brother
jerked off together sometimes?"

"Yeah," Tyler grinned, "It was kind of fun!"

"Well, Matty and I do stuff too, but it's a little more than just jerking
off. It's starting to bother me a little."

Tyler's eyes widened, "You do gay shit with your brother?"

Jared shook his head, "No, I don't do gay shit with my brother!"

Tyler relaxed, "Thank God," he said, "That would be nasty!"

"Seriously?" Jared asked softly.

Tyler looked at his best friend and appeared to be trying to figure out
what was going on.

"What's this about, man?" Tyler finally asked gently.

Jared looked down at his lunch, paused, and then looked back up. "Well,
yeah, Matty and I jerk off once and a while. But, we've also given each
other a blow job a few times."

Tyler stared into Jared's eyes, "And, you think that's taking things too
far with your brother?"

Jared nodded with a faint blush. "I've been feeling guilty about it, but
can't seem to stop doing it."

"What does Matty think?"

Jared smiled softly. "He loves it, he asks for it all the time."

Tyler thought for a moment. "I've seen you guys; you've got something
special going on. I can tell you really love each other."

Jared nodded.

"Lot's of brothers fight. It's a pecker contest to see who can get their
parents attention. It was like that with my brother when I was
little. Always trying to be the best at something."

Jared took a drink of his soda.

"If you want my opinion, jerking each other off, or giving a hand job, or
even a BJ once and a while isn't that big a deal."

"Really?" Jared asked softly.

"Like I said, my brother and I fooled around a little. It didn't screw us
up."

Jared smiled.

"But, some of that other shit you gay guys do?" Tyler grinned, "Well, let's
just say, I wouldn't do that to my brother!" he laughed.

Jared chuckled. "I was worried that I was really being a perv," he
whispered. "Like maybe I enjoyed it because I like getting with guys."

"Why not let Matty draw the line?" Tyler said softly. "If he doesn't want
to do it, then that's it."

Jared nodded, "Good idea." Looking at his watch he added, "Shit, we better
get back to school!" Jared gathered up their wrappers and cups, and piled
them on the tray.

"Want to hear more about me and Amanda?" Tyler laughed as the boys headed
out the door.

Jared paused for a second, thinking that hearing Tyler describe Amanda's
vagina might not be a good thing right after lunch. But then he didn't want
to ruin his best friend's fun. "Sure, why not?" he finally laughed. "Oh,
and Christopher wants to know if you have any porn he can borrow."

"Straight porn," Tyler laughed, "Not any of that stuff you guys are into!"

Jared smiled, "It's for Christopher's little brother, he's definitely a
pussy lover."

Tyler laughed. "How about, `Cheerleaders get the guys up for the Game?'"

Jared grinned. "Sounds perfect!"

* * * *

Christopher called later that week and asked for Jared's help with
Brandon's birthday present.

"I need you and your truck on Friday!" Christopher explained.

"My truck?" Jared laughed.

"Brandon's birthday is Saturday. I bought that new bike we looked at in the
catalogue."

"Where did you get the money? Have you been selling your ass on the
street?" Jared teased.

Christopher laughed, "I could get way more than that for MY ass, Honey!" he
said playfully in a high pitched girly voice.

Jared broke up laughing. Recovering, he asked, "Okay, where should I meet
you?"

"The bike shop on Bay Avenue."

"I'll be there at four thirty."

* * * *

As Jared and Christopher loaded Brandon's new bike onto the truck they took
care to cover it with a blanket to protect the paint and to hide it from
prying eyes. They tied the bundle down with some rope Jared had thrown in
at the last minute.

"He's going to love it," Jared said, closing the tail gate.

"Yeah, it's something he's always wanted. I'm glad my granddad agreed to
help pay for it."

"I never asked, is your granddad rich or something?" Jared shrugged.

"Well, he built a small software company into a big consulting firm. Then
they got a contract with the Navy. It was over a billion dollars,"
Christopher blushed.

"No wonder you can go to Henderson," Jared laughed softly.

"My dad is proud of granddad, but he says he has a job to do and part of
that is providing for his family. So, we get some help, but mostly we do it
on our own."

"Your dad's pretty smart."

Christopher smiled.

* * * *

Brandon was blown away by the bike, and couldn't stop running his hand over
the smooth surface of the frame.

"It's awesome!" Brandon said again and again. He gave Christopher a big
hug, not in the least embarrassed that his friends were watching. "Thanks."

"You're welcome!" Christopher whispered as he hugged him back.

The remaining part of the evening the six boys Brandon had invited to the
party played video games, watched a movie, and then played some
cards. Mrs. Chapin went to bed, and that left only Christopher to
supervise.

"It's getting late," Christopher announced to whines and objections from
the younger boys. "Roll out your sleeping bags, and get ready for bed."

"I call bathroom!" One of the kids yelled and hurried off to be the first
to change.

The others unpacked their things and turned the family room into a dorm.

"Isn't there something you forgot?" Brandon asked Christopher with a raised
eyebrow.

Christopher playfully rubbed his chin. "I don't think so."

Brandon's eyes narrowed. "The late night video?"

Christopher smiled. "Okay, okay. Get all your little jerk off friends in
bed and I'll see what I can do." he laughed.

Ten minutes later, the boys were in their sleeping bags.

"Brandon asked me to get you guys a naughty video," Christopher said with a
conspiratorial look. "But if you tell anyone, especially your parents,
you're going to be in big trouble!"

The guys all giggled and looked at one another.

"So, do you promise not to tell?" Christopher asked, giving each a solemn
look.

Heads nodded and a few "we promise," words were heard.

Christopher lowered the lights, turned on the DVD, and moved to the back of
the room. The TV was blank for a moment, and then a grainy image
appeared. The title, "Naughty Nancy and her Dirty Mouth," rolled across the
screen.

There were some giggles and a few blushes from the 12 and 13 year olds.

Two minutes later, the giggles had ended and groans, whines, and protests
filled the room. The DVD was a 1950's era dental hygiene film. `Naughty
Nancy' was a ten year old that had forgotten to floss!

Christopher laughed as Brandon's crew of boys threw pillows at his brother
and teased him.

"You said we were going to see some good stuff!" one of the boys grumped as
he turned away in disgust.

Brandon looked at Christopher; who could tell his younger brother was
becoming angry at being embarrassed in front of his friends.

Christopher let the scene play out a couple of minutes longer and then
spoke up, "Oops, I guess I put in the wrong one!" He laughed, and stepped
over a couple of the boys with another DVD in his hand.

Changing discs, he hit the play button. "Cheerleaders get the guys up for
the Game" appeared over a photo of a teen girl in uniform with a more than
ample bust. Christopher sighed. "Great, just what a gay guy wants to watch,
boobs and girl's stuff."

Brandon's friends hooted, one whistled, and then they settled down as the
titles ended and a locker room appeared. A topless cheerleader walked in
and two football guys stood up. "Need any help getting ready for the game?"
the girl asked with a smile. One of the guys groped his jock covered nut
sack. There were a couple of more whistles, from the audience and then dead
silence.

Christopher smiled as he watched the teen boys stare in fascination. A few
hands went into sleeping bags and no doubt some went into their sleep pants
as well. Brandon looked over to Christopher and smiled. "Thanks," he
mouthed.

Christopher just grinned.

* * * *

Two weeks later, the long awaited regional BMX bike trick competition was
held at the old hanger on the Naval Station. Matty, TJ, Brandon, and a
group of local riders were in a sense playing host to sixty or eighty kids
from miles around.

"Wow, the judges are going to be busy today," Jared said as he looked over
the ramps and saw row after row of guys waiting their turn to practice.

"I didn't remember that there were this many kids last year," Matty said,
biting his lip.

"It seems to grow every year," Brandon said, taking a look around.

"You better get registered," Jared suggested, as Matty pushed his bike
toward the ramps.

"Name?" the guy asked when Matty got to the table.

"Mathew Wolters."

"Age?"

"Thirteen, and four months," Matty said, apparently not sure how precise he
needed to be.

"Local club?"

"This one," Matty said again, biting his lower lip.

"Okay, that will be $10.00"

Matty looked back at his brother.

"I got it," Jared hurried forward and pulled a ten from his pocket.

"Here's your number, rule sheet, and a sew on patch for participating," the
guy said with a smile.

Matty grinned and walked his bike toward the ramp.

"I'll be up there with Christopher," Jared pointed to a spot near the top.

Matty nodded.

Jared stepped close and put his mouth near Matty's ear. "You'll do fine! No
matter what happens, Dad will be proud you went out there and gave it your
best shot!"

Matty looked up, a worried little boy expression on his face.

"Kick some ass!" Jared said confidently. He saw the nervousness fade and a
more determined, grown up look came to his brother's face.

"Damn right!" Matty giggled.

The day was one round after another of competition. The various age groups
were called one by one, starting with the youngest and moving up in
age. Kids used the ramps and various obstacles to do a variety of tricks
with names like Nac-nac, Cross-Up, Tabletop, Whiplash, 360, and Icepick.

Brandon was going all out, but even with a new bike, he appeared to be a
little off his usual best. TJ was pumped and was doing well. Matty was
giving TJ a good run and his scores were very close to his friend's. In
fact, before the final run, the two boys were just tenths of a point apart.

* * * *

"You're kicking some ass out there!" TJ grinned as he and Matty stood by
the concession stand drinking a soda.

"Thanks," Matty giggled, pleased with himself.

"Hi guys!" A high pitched voice called, and seconds later two girls walked
up.

"Oh, uh, hi!" TJ stuttered.

"We're just visiting," One of the girls giggled. The two were perhaps two
years older than Matty and TJ, and from the way they were dressed, must be
frequent spectators at events like this.

"We saw both you guys out there," the second girl smiled. "We thought you
looked hot!"

"Hot?" Matty coughed as some soda went down wrong.

The first girl giggled again, "Uh huh."

Matty looked at TJ, an anxious glance passed between them.

The second girl stepped closer and lowered her voice. "We have a bet
going. I think you're going to win," she said looking at TJ. "Emily thinks
you are," she said glancing at Matty.

The boys stared.

There was a soft giggle. "So, we're waiting to see who gets the blow job."

Matty and TJ's mouth dropped.

"It's a little game we like to play," the second girl laughed.

"See you later, boys," the first girl smiled and they walked away.

"Oh my God," TJ whispered and looked at Matty.

"Did that just happen?"

"I think so," TJ whispered.

Matty shook his head slowly and took another drink. "Jared will never
believe this!"

* * * *

Matty couldn't keep his concentration in the final part of the
competition. Again and again he looked over to that part of the stands
where the two girls were seated and imagined what it was going to be like
to have a pair of warm girl lips wrapped around his dick. The sad part was
that losing your concentration in competition usually means mistakes. Matty
went down hard on one jump and came away many points behind.

TJ faired better, but as Matty watched, it appeared he was having some
trouble as well.

"Not his best!" Matty mumbled as the scores were calculated and the winner
announced.

In the end, a kid from down state took first place for their age
group. Matty and TJ watched as he stood on the platform and received the
gold medal and the trophy.

"I could have beat him," TJ sighed as the ceremony ended. "But I kept
thinking of those girls!"

"Me too," Matty said sadly.

As they looked, they were surprised to see the same two girls run up to the
winner and wrap their arms around him, each giving him a kiss on a cheek.

"What the?" Matty whispered.

"I think we've been had," TJ sighed as the girls giggled and swooned over
the boy.

"Figures," Matty sighed.

* * * *

The ride home was quiet. Jared assumed it was because Matty had come in
nearly last.

"Sorry you didn't do better today!" Jared offered. "You were doing great
until you fell."

"I lost my concentration," Matty sighed.

"It happens," Jared said softly.

They drove on.

"A girl offered me a BJ today," Matty said in a matter of fact way as he
stared out the window.

"What?" Jared laughed.

"At the competition, a girl from out of town said I looked hot," Matty said
somewhat sadly.

Jared chuckled, "So why the sad face?"

"I think it was just a set up so one of her friends could win."

Jared shrugged, "Never trust women!" he laughed. "Rule number one!"

Matty turned, "Really?"

Jared smiled. "Just a joke, sorry you didn't get what you wanted."

Matty sighed.

As they pulled into the alley behind their house Jared nodded at
Matty. "Jump out and get the garage door, I think I'll put the truck
inside."

Matty hopped out, lifted the door, and Jared drove inside. Matty closed it.

The guys opened up the back and got Matty's bike out. He put it against the
wall where he usually stored it.

Jared stepped up and gave his brother a hug. "You did good out there
today!" He said rubbing Matty's back.

"Thanks," Matty whispered with a contented sigh.

Matty looked up at his brother. A silly grin came to his face. "Is there a
prize for last place?"

Jared laughed. They both knew what he wanted.

Jared looked down and smiled. "Drop your pants."

Matty stepped back, unbuckled his belt and shoved his jeans and underwear
down to his ankles. He pulled his shirt up a bit and held it.

Jared thought his brother looked cute with his pants down and his dick
slowly hardening. It was just a few seconds before it was fully hard and
standing straight up. Jared squatted down. He turned Matty so he could lean
his brother's back against the fender of the truck.

Taking Matty's dick in his hand he tenderly gave it a stroke. "Hand job or
blow job?" Jared chuckled.

"Blow job!" Matty laughed.

Jared got on his knees and leaned closer. Matty reached for his head and
guided him toward his cock.

"It won't take long," he apologized, "I'm so fucking horny."

Jared opened his mouth and Matty slid the head of his cock inside. Jared
worked his tongue around the shaft, pulled his foreskin back with his hand,
and then licked the soft mushroom knob. Matty leaned back against the truck
and stuck his hips out, starting a slow thrusting motion. He closed his
eyes and let his brother's mouth do the rest.

Jared held the soft mounds of Matty's ass as he rocked in and out.

"Oh fuck, your mouth feels so good," Matty sighed as he moved the head of
his dick from one side to the other in there.

Jared rubbed his brother's ass, the back of his legs, and then even reached
for his nut sack.

"Oh yeah, play with my nuts," Matty whimpered, gripping Jared's head more
tightly.

Jared slurped and sucked as Matty used his mouth as his personal fuck toy.

"Oh, Oh," Matty moaned, pushing his cock deeper.

Jared opened his throat as much as he could and for a moment Matty's shaft
totally disappeared.

"Oh fuck!" Matty grunted when his entire dick was inside his brother's
mouth. The soft hairs of his crotch were against Jared's nose.

Jared gagged a bit and Matty pulled out, letting him get some air.

"Just suck the end," Matty suggested, before pushing his cock forward
again.

A couple of minutes later Matty's breathing and his grunts and groans told
Jared he was about to shoot.

"Gonna squirt," Matty whimpered as he thrust in and out more quickly.

Jared reached back and grabbed Matty's ass with both hands. He ran a finger
into his brother's crack and then just circled his pucker with the tip.

"Oh yeah," Matty grunted as Jared's finger played back there. He
tensed. "Oh fuck, oh fuck. Here it comes!"

Three long volleys of boy juice shot into Jared's mouth. He sucked hard,
swallowed, and then sucked again. A final few drops leaked out, and then it
was over. Matty slowed and held his dick still as his brother cleaned it
with his tongue. When he was finished, Matty slowly withdrew.

"Oh shit, that was good!" Matty whispered, opening his eyes and looking
down at Jared.

Jared wiped his lips with the back of his hand and slowly got to his
feet. "Believe me that was way better than you would have gotten from that
girl at the skate park!" Jared laughed, "Girls have no idea how to make a
guy feel good!"

Matty gave his brother a silly grin of agreement.

"Better pull your pants up," he smiled as Matty calmed down. "We don't want
mom walking in and seeing you with your dick hanging out." He chuckled.

Matty reached down and pulled himself back together. "Thanks, Jared," he
whispered, giving his brother another hug.

Jared laughed, "That's what brothers are for!"


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Thanks to all who have written and special thanks to Jon B. who offered
ideas for this chapter. Write me at Playbuddy123@yahoo.com any time with
your suggestions and or encouragement. Thanks Jon.