Date: Sat, 27 Mar 2010 08:58:51 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jon D <playbuddy123@yahoo.com>
Subject: Growing Up Navy - 22  (Revised)

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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
between brothers. If you are not 18 years old or if it is illegal where you
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Growing Up Navy - 22


Chief Wolters folded Jared's letter, tucked it back into its envelope, and
then added it to the stack. He smiled at his habit of saving all his mail
when he was deployed. "So I can read them a second or third time," He once
explained to a colleague. "It helps me keep in touch with things back
home."

The Chief turned over the picture of Christopher Jared had included. He'd
written, "The boy of my dreams" on the back. It felt strange to read
something like that coming from his son, but as the Chief looked at
Christopher's face, he could see the smile and the twinkle in his eyes. The
Chief sighed and shook his head softly. "We're going to have a lot to talk
about."

It was at that moment Henderson burst through the hatch. "Department head
meeting just ended, Chief," his steward gushed. "Word is we're going home!"

The Chief was annoyed. "Weren't you taught how to knock and wait for
permission to enter, Sailor?" He barked.

Henderson stepped back and straightened up. "Yes, Sir, sorry, Sir!"

A hint of a smile crossed the Chief's face and he relaxed. "So, is this the
real deal, or just scuttlebutt?" he chuckled softly.

"Nothing official, but you know I have good sources!" Henderson said
quickly, with a bit of a grin.

The Chief smiled. "Yeah, I have to admit you're right more times than
you're wrong. I guess I better go talk to the boss."

The Chief was stopped three more times on his way to Engineering. Each time
some guy wanted to tell him the same news. Their smiles told the story. The
crew had the feeling this was the real deal.

"It's official, Chief," the head of Engineering told him as he walked into
the compartment. "We're relieved as soon as the TR gets here."

The USS Theodore Roosevelt, another Nimitz class carrier, was a few years
newer than the Ike. In fact the TR was the fourth ship in the series. She
was also based out of Norfolk.

"Let's keep things squared away. Double check everything. If we let them
take their eyes off the ball, somebody could get hurt."

"Aye, Sir," the Chief smiled, "I'll see to it."

The Chief went back to work. He knew it was his job to keep the crew
focused and following procedures. The safety of the ship depended upon
it. One slip up could cause disaster. "But," he thought to himself,
"There's no avoiding it, heading home was going to be on everybody's mind,
including his.

* * * *

In the weeks after the ski trip, life returned to what passed for routine
for Jared. School work, helping his mom around the house, shuttling his
brother from place to place, and trying to find time to be with
Christopher, all blended together.

* * * *

"Will you take me over to see Jennifer?" Matty asked his brother one
Saturday morning.

Jared was finishing up his breakfast while reading the sports page of the
paper.

"I guess so," Jared said without much enthusiasm. "What are you going to
do?"

"I dunno, she just asked if I wanted to come over."

Jared smiled, "You hoping to get a little something?" he teased.

Matty blushed.

"Never mind, you don't have to answer that." Jared grinned.


* * * *

Matty was pleased to see Jennifer was smiling when she opened the door to
the house.

"Hi, Matthew," she said with a grin.

"Hi, Jennifer," he smiled back.

"Mom's going to drop us off at the mall."

"Great!" Matty grinned, pleased with the thought of having a day alone with
his girl.

Four hours later he was back in the truck with Jared on his way home.

"So, how did it go?" Jared asked as Matty sat staring out the window.

"Boring!" Matty groaned.

"How could it be boring? You just spent four hours with the girl that gives
you a wet dream almost every night!" Jared laughed.

"She was shopping for jeans," Matty explained. "Have you ever had to sit
around a girl's clothing department?"

Jared winced. "Yeah, I remember when mom would make us sit on that little
bench by the dressing room while she tried on dresses."

Matty rolled his eyes back and groaned. "Does this make my butt look big?"
he mimicked.

Both guys laughed.

* * * *

Jared plodded on day after day. The thing that got him through was the good
news that his dad was coming home. That, and the fact that Christopher was
about to turn sixteen.

"Are you planning a big birthday party?" Jared asked Christopher one night
on the phone.

"No, nothing special. Mom invited Oma and Opa over for the day; we'll have
supper and then cake and ice cream."

"I was hoping I could get you alone for a romantic dinner," Jared said with
a soft laugh and just a touch of disappointment.

"You could come and eat with us?" Christopher suggested.

"No, you need to be with your family."

"Well, you're family!"

"I know, but it wouldn't be the same."

"How about you taking me to that little Italian restaurant you took me to
on one of our first dates?"

"That's much better. And, I promise I won't flirt with the waitress!" Jared
laughed, remembering the fun they'd had that night. He recalled
Christopher's smile.

"I'll ask mom if we can change our plans and make it a luncheon with Oma
and Opa. That way you and I can have the evening. Will you at least come
over for cake and ice cream with us?"

Jared chuckled, "Cherry Chocolate Delight?"

"Absolutely," Christopher laughed.

* * * *

Christopher enjoyed visiting with his grandparents, but was anxiously
waiting for Jared to come over. He finally arrived at about 1:30
pm. Mrs. Chapin let him in while Brandon, Christopher, and his Oma and Opa
waited in the living room.

Christopher quickly got to his feet, hurried over, and gave Jared a hug and
a quick kiss on the lips.

Jared blinked, apparently taken by surprise.

"Happy birthday," Jared said with a blush, and then smiled. He appeared a
little embarrassed that everyone in the room was looking at them.

"Sweet sixteen," Christopher laughed, his eyes twinkling.

"But you can't say, "And never been kissed!" Brandon teased.

Christopher turned and playfully stuck his tongue out at his brother. The
adults all laughed. Christopher took Jared's hand and pulled him toward the
dining room. "Time for cake!" he announced, and urged the others to follow.

After the singing, blowing out of candles, and cutting the first pieces of
cake, everyone enjoyed the feast.

"What kind of presents did you get?" Jared mumbled, working on a scoop of
ice cream.

"We haven't done that part yet," Christopher grinned. "But with you here, I
really don't need anything else." He giggled.

Brandon reached for his throat and pretended to gag. Christopher shot him
the look that older brothers reserve for their younger brothers. Basically,
"cut it out, asswipe."

After a few minutes, Brandon urged his brother to get started on the
gifts. Christopher opened the one from Brandon first. There was an
assortment of CD's and a stack of sheet music to go with each one.

"Something for you to work on," Brandon said with a laugh. "Your teacher
suggested them!"

Christopher smiled and gave his brother a hug. "Thanks, they're perfect!"

The gift from his mom and dad was a new pair of dress slacks, a dress
shirt, and a gift card from the mall for $250.00.

"So you can buy something nice for yourself," Mrs. Chapin said, giving him
a kiss on the cheek.

The last gift was from his grandparents and was in a particularly small
box. Christopher shook it and it rattled.

"I wonder what this is?" Christopher laughed and untied the ribbon.

He lifted the top and saw a layer of cotton. He pulled it away and almost
instantly his eyes watered. Slowly lifting out a heavy gold chain, a key
slowly twisted at the end, catching the light.

"A car key?" he asked, somewhat surprised.

"Go look in the garage," his Opa beamed.

Christopher hurried over and gave both his grandparents a hug. "You're the
best."

"Well, let's go see it," Jared laughed as Christopher wiped tears from his
eyes.

With Christopher leading the way, they got to the garage, and found a shiny
new Ford Fusion Hybrid.

"Oh my God," Christopher whispered. The car was Sangria Red, with bright
silver trim, and a light grey cloth interior. Christopher noticed it had
the premium sound system.

"It can get 40 miles to a gallon," Mr. Chapin winked, "great for kids going
to school."

"Oh, Opa," Christopher whispered, hugging his granddad. "It's perfect!"

"American made, too!" his granddad laughed.

* * * *

Jared tossed his knapsack on Christopher's desk chair and then flopped down
on the bed. "I can't believe your mom said it was okay for me to stay here
tonight!"

"She was trying to protect Brandon. She didn't want him to know what we
were doing. But one day he just looked at her and said, `Mom, I'm not a kid
anymore.'" Christopher laughed.

"Matty said the same thing," Jared smiled. "We're supposed to call him Matt
now."

"Anyway, Mom said it was okay, as long as we didn't get too wild."

"Your mom is really cool."

"Yeah, I don't know if dad would be okay with it, but since he's not here
we don't have to worry about that."

"I'm really sorry your dad isn't coming home yet."

"Yeah, it sucks. They sent him on some kind of training mission. He's going
to be an instructor or something."

"Is he safe?" Jared asked softly.

"Yeah, he's going to be in San Diego for a while. But I'm glad your dad's
coming home." Christopher smiled.

"Me too, he'll finally be able to meet you!"

"Oh God, I'm going to be so nervous!" Christopher rolled his eyes.

"Don't worry. I'll introduce you, and then give you a big wet kiss. Then,
when I'm sure he's looking, I'll reach between your legs and feel your
junk."

Christopher laughed. "Yeah, your dad will really get a kick out of that."

Jared laughed.

Christopher pushed Jared backwards, so he was lying flat on his back on the
bed. Christopher climbed on top of him and they kissed tenderly.

"We have a few minutes before we have to get ready for dinner," Christopher
whispered as they touched and made out.

"Just don't make me mess my pants," Jared smiled. "Let's save that for
later."

Christopher gave him a playful look. "I can't be responsible for your
actions."

Jared grinned.

* * * *

The restaurant was quiet. There were a lot of tables to choose from as
Jared led Christopher through the door.

"Could we have a table in the corner? By ourselves?" Jared asked the
server.

The same cute college girl that had served them the last time smiled and
showed them to a booth.

Christopher had changed into the new dress clothes his mother had given him
as a birthday gift. She had insisted on washing them and getting them
ready. Jared had brought in his dress clothes from the truck and the boys
had played a little grab ass when their pants were down.

Christopher was in the mood for chicken parmesan, and Jared decided on
spaghetti Bolognese.

"And bread sticks!" Christopher laughed.

The meal was very good, and, going back on his promise, Jared did flirt
with the waitress.

"You little slut!" Christopher laughed as Jared watched the girl walk away.

"You know I don't like girls, it's all just for fun."

"Well, she doesn't know that!" Christopher said with a touch of sarcasm.

The next time the server came by, Jared got up, leaned across the table and
planted a big kiss on Christopher's lips.

Turning to the server, Jared said, "It's my boyfriend's birthday!"

She stared dumbstruck.

Christopher smiled. "You have to excuse him," he said with a playful look,
"his parent's don't allow him out in public very often."

* * * *

The park was cold. Christopher could see his and Jared's breath in the
night air.

"I love walking here," Christopher said softly, holding Jared's hand.

"I usually like it better when there are leaves on the trees and the sun is
out." Jared laughed.

"Yeah, but it's so peaceful and quiet."

"I can't believe you got a car for your birthday!" Jared smiled.

"Opa is like that, generous and thoughtful, and he loves us so much."

Jared stopped. "Not as much as I do," he whispered and then gave
Christopher a tender kiss.

"I bet you say that to all the boys," Christopher giggled.

"You're the only one."

Christopher snuggled into Jared's arms. "Let's go home. I want you in my
bed!"

Jared laughed. "Home it is!"

* * * *

Christopher could hear the television in the family room as they walked
through the kitchen to the stairs. He put a finger to his lips, urging
Jared to be quiet. They made their way to Christopher's bedroom without
being noticed. Once inside, they hugged and kissed.

"I love it when you're squeaky clean," Christopher said with a smile,
unbuttoning his boyfriend's shirt, "I'll do your back, and you can do
mine!" he giggled.

Taking a quick look down the hall, Christopher indicated the coast was
clear, so he and Jared ran bare ass to the linen cupboard, grabbed towels,
and then scooted into the bathroom. Jared got the water going as
Christopher dug around to find a new bar of soap. They climbed into the
shower and took a generous amount of time washing, rinsing, and running
their hands over each other.

Christopher stroked Jared's cock with a soapy hand. "You've had a boner all
night!" He laughed softly.

"So have you!" Jared grinned, pulling on Christopher's dick.

They kissed deeply. "So, is this what you're going to give me for my
birthday?" Christopher asked tenderly, running his hand up and down Jared's
cock one more time.

"That and something else," Jared smiled.

* * * *

Back in his room, Christopher felt snug and secure in Jared's
arms. Christopher wrapped his legs around his boyfriend as Jared lay on his
chest kissing him.

"I love you on top of me like this," Christopher whispered softly.

Jared rubbed his crotch against Christopher's. Jared kissed his boyfriend's
neck, nuzzled his ear, and lightly licked him here and there.

"I've wanted to be with you like this all day long," Jared whispered and
then kissed Christopher again.

He gently thrust his dick against the stiff pole that stuck up between
Christopher's legs. They kissed, touched, and made gentle love. It was
unhurried and almost innocent in its sweetness.

"Turn around," Christopher whispered at one point.

Jared turned himself so he was straddling Christopher's middle, facing his
feet. They each took a dick in hand.

Jared didn't hesitate to lean down and take Christopher's cock between his
lips. Christopher gently thrust up, inserting half his dick into his
boyfriend's mouth.

"Oh, yeah," Christopher moaned softly.

He reached for Jared's dick, covered it with spit, and lifted his head off
the pillow. He bobbed up and down sucking the hard shaft with each thrust.

Christopher enjoyed the warmth of Jared's mouth on his dick, but what he
enjoyed even more was Jared's finger playing with his butt
hole. Christopher raised his hips and spread his legs to give him better
access. Christopher didn't want the good feelings to end.

After many long minutes, Jared softly pulled his dick out of Christopher's
mouth. He turned around and leaned down for another kiss. Looking into
Christopher's eyes, Jared ever so gently put an arm under each leg and
pushed them back, rolling Christopher toward his shoulders. "Like a baby
getting changed," Christopher thought. He smiled happily, not taking his
eyes from Jared, who rubbed his dick in the crease of his boyfriend's
ass. Christopher's smile widened.

"I want to lick you," Jared smiled.

Christopher nodded, reached for his knees and held them so that Jared could
get down between his legs. Seconds later, Jared had his mouth deep in his
crease.

"Oh Fuck," Christopher whimpered when Jared finally reached his hole. The
sensation of having his butt licked was incredible.

Christopher closed his eyes as Jared skillfully used his tongue, swirling
it around and around his pucker. He moaned as Jared explored his rear end,
playing with his bottom like a toy.

"Stick it in," Christopher whimpered, as he tried to raise his ass a little
higher.

Jared curled his tongue into a point and then pushed it through the
opening.

"Ah," Christopher grunted softly, feeling the warm intrusion of Jared's
tongue into his butt. "That's so nice," he whispered, as Jared spread his
cheeks and went deeper.

Jared lapped at the teen's hole for a while, and then gently wet a finger
and pushed it through the opening. Christopher opened his eyes to see
Jared's smile.

"Ready? Jared asked.

Christopher nodded.

Jared crawled back a bit, reached into the drawer of Christopher's bedside
table and took out the lube. He squirted some on the end of his dick,
wrapped his hand around it and made sure it was slick along the entire
length. He put a dab on the end of his finger and lovingly did
Christopher's hole. He slid his finger in and gently turned it, Christopher
smiled.

Lying on his back, his legs pushed back to almost his ears, Christopher
willingly opened himself up to his lover. Jared softly placed the head of
his cock against the tight barrier and pushed. After a moment of
hesitation, it found its way inside, and then slowly, ever so slowly, slid
deep into Christopher's rectum.

"Oh, that's nice," Jared whispered when his pubes finally came to rest
against Christopher's ass cheeks.

He held still, his shaft buried to the hilt. He pulled back and then slowly
slid in again, fucking his boyfriend with a tender loving motion.

Christopher was glad to see Jared was taking his time and making gentle
love to him. Christopher whimpered softly as Jared's dick stretched his
ring and explored every inch of his tunnel. The long thick cock in his ass
felt as if it belonged there.

"So good," he whispered when Jared hit that wonderful spot inside him.

Jared held himself in deep, and the boys stared at one another. Christopher
flexed his ass muscles and Jared jerked his cock up and down, Christopher
hoping the small movements would heighten Jared's pleasure. They remained
still; their eyes focused on the other, love on their faces.

Eventually, Jared pulled back and fucked in again several times. The pace
was still slow and deliberate. Once he pulled the head of his dick back so
far it fell out. He reached down and put it back in place and slid in
again. He pumped steadily.

Christopher sent Jared a look, silently pleading with him that it was
time. Jared pulled back a bit and then slammed in harder, the next stroke
harder still. Christopher closed his eyes, his breathing quickened. This is
what he wanted. He wanted to be fucked!

"Oh yeah," Christopher whined, "Shove it up my ass!" he begged softly.

Jared spread his legs a little wider and planted his feet. He rolled
Christopher further back onto his shoulders and slammed his cock in harder,
using his legs to power his dick forward. He pounded in, again and
again. He picked up speed and started to ram his dick as far as he could up
Christopher's ass, his balls slapping with each thrust. He grew more
determined.

Christopher's whimpers came in short breathy puffs as the wind was
partially knocked out of him with each fuck, "Yeah, do it," he moaned as
Jared pounded him harder and harder.

"Fuck," Jared grunted, aiming his cock to the left and right, stuffing his
dick deep into Christopher's rear end.

"Yeah, there!" Christopher moaned when Jared had found the spot again.

Jared pounded in and out a couple of minutes longer and then pulled out. He
crawled back and turned Christopher over onto his stomach. Christopher got
on his knees and placed his shoulders down on the mattress. Christopher
liked being face down and ass up. He wanted to be dominated. Jared took aim
and once again shoved his cock balls deep. Jared used his knees to spread
Christopher's legs a little further apart and then really started to fuck.

The grunts and groans were growing as both boys drew closer to the moment
when they'd shoot their loads. Christopher's whimpers were high pitched and
needy.

"Fuck me, oh God, fuck me harder!" he whispered, pushing his ass back
against his boyfriend's crotch.

Jared held Christopher by the hips and pulled him back onto his cock,
stroking his back a few times.

"Like the feel of that?" Jared grunted, slamming his cock in particularly
hard.

"Yeah," Christopher grunted back. "Fuck me," he wined, "give me your cock!"

"Almost there," Jared moaned, pounding in a few more times.

Christopher reached for his own dick and stroked it.

Jared slammed in, apparently racing for the end. "Oh, shit!" he grunted
announcing he was finally there.

Christopher felt Jared's dick thicken. He imagined several long squirts of
cum shooting deep into his ass. Seconds later, he felt Jared's cock sliding
on a fresh layer of warm slippery stuff.

Christopher grunted, held his breath, and stroked faster, finally shooting
his own load in long creamy strings onto the mattress. He moaned as he
stroked his cock, squeezing out a few more drops.

Christopher gently pushed his ass back onto his boyfriend's dick as their
breathing slowed and they came down from their high. Neither boy wanted the
moment to end. They stayed joined like that for a couple of long minutes,
and then reluctantly, Jared pulled his cock gently out of Christopher's
rear end.

They flopped onto the bed, turning so they could lie on their sides and
face one another. They kissed tenderly, neither saying a word.

"Happy birthday!" Jared finally said softly, brushing his fingers through
Christopher's hair.

"Thanks for my present," Christopher giggled, reaching behind himself and
fingering his bottom. "I really liked it!"

Jared laughed. "I'll give you another one any time you want!"

Christopher grinned. "How about ten minutes from now?"

Jared smiled.

They stared at one another for a moment and then kissed again.

"I do have a real present for you," Jared said softly before crawling out
of Christopher's arms.

He got off the bed, and, walking bare ass, made his way to his knapsack. He
took out a small wrapped package. With his limp dick swinging back and
forth, he walked back to the bed and crawled in. He pulled the blanket over
both of them.

Christopher propped himself up with a pillow before undoing the ribbon.

"Oh my God," Christopher whispered, taking the lid off the box, and seeing
a beautiful gold wrist watch. The thin case shimmered; the face was black
with gold hands and small gold dots at each hour position. A soft black
leather strap completed the look. It was rich and expensive looking.

"It's beautiful," Christopher whispered as he took it out.

"You can wear it when you perform. That way I'll always be with you, no
matter where you are."

Christopher's eyes grew wet and a tear ran down his cheek. He wrapped his
arms around Jared. They kissed deeply.

"There's more," Jared whispered when they finally pulled back from their
kiss.

He touched Christopher's hand and turned it over, exposing the back of the
watch.

"To my love, now and always, Jared"

Christopher wrapped his arms around Jared and cried softly. They held each
other for a long time.

"Happy birthday!" Jared whispered in Christopher's ear and kissed him
gently.


* * * *


The final chapter is coming soon. If there are any last suggestions from
readers, please write me at Playbuddy123@yahoo.com Thanks, Jon.