Date: Mon, 14 Dec 2009 15:18:36 -0800 (PST)
From: Jon D <playbuddy123@yahoo.com>
Subject: Growing Up Navy - 4

Disclaimer: This is a work of FICTION. Any similarity between my characters
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 - 4


Usually Jared made pretty good use of his time in school, managing to
complete the majority of his assignments either in class or during his
study period. But today, his mind was wandering and he wasn't getting much
done. He was bored and needed a change of scenery.

Raising his hand, he got the attention of his study hall teacher. "May I go
to the media center?" he asked.

The teacher looked at the clock and apparently decided there was enough
time left in the hour and agreed.

Jared settled into one of the comfortable arm chair seats in the computer
lab section of what had once been called a library. He didn't even bother
to check out his favorite porn site. The school had installed a cyber nanny
type program that blocked all `objectionable' websites at the server level.

"Can't even read jerk off stories," he complained as he unsuccessfully
tried a couple of sites like Nifty in the hope that he could get
through. He switched over to Facebook. He looked at a few friends' pages
for updates and then decided "what the hell," and did a general search for
guys in the Norfolk area. When asked for a name to help narrow the search,
he laughed softly and entered the name of the boy from his dreams,
Christopher.

A long list popped up. He slowly went from one to the next, checking out
their pictures, profiles, and ages. After a while he grew
frustrated. "You're fooling yourself," he thought to himself, "there's no
way you'll ever find him like this." He gave it another ten minutes, and
then shut it down. "Enough of this shit," he whispered softly as the bell
rang, ending the period.

* * * *

As lunchtime rolled around, Tyler was already seated at their usual table
digging into a mound of spaghetti.

"Sup?" Jared said, as he put down his tray, settled in next to his friend
and opened a carton of milk.

"Nothing much, how was your morning?"

"Good," Jared mumbled as he took a bite of garlic bread.

Tyler leaned a little closer and smiled. "Oh, I finally got a date with
Amanda."

"You did?" Jared asked, somewhat surprised. "You've been trying to get her
to notice you for months."

"Well, it didn't hurt that her boyfriend is now her ex-boyfriend." Tyler
laughed.

"When's the big day?" Jared grinned.

"We're going to a movie on Saturday night and then back to her place. She
said her folks would be gone for a few hours." Tyler grinned back.

"Well, I hope it goes better than last time," Jared chuckled, remembering
Tyler's last date.

"It wasn't my fault she got sick," Tyler said somewhat defensively.

"Dude, she yacked up her dinner." Jared laughed.

Tyler rolled his eyes, "Can we just forget about that?" he moaned.

Jared gave him a grin, "Good luck with Amanda," he said softly, "I mean
it."

"Thanks," Tyler said, visibly relieved they were finally off the subject of
his last attempt at romance.

* * * *

The school day had ended and Jared was stowing his books in his truck when
Tyler ran up.

"You gotta get home, man," Tyler said hurriedly, "there's something going
on in the Med."

"What?" Jared asked quickly.

"I don't know, but it's all over the base."

Tyler was one of those kids who always seemed to know what was going on
around school and elsewhere. It was like he had the place wired. If he said
there was something happening, it was most likely true.

"Thanks," Jared said, pulling the door closed and starting the engine. A
worried look passed between them.

Jared tried to call his mom as he headed back to the house. There were
strict rules about kids calling their parents at work, but he thought this
might merit an exception. The line was busy. He turned on the radio in the
truck and scanned through all the channels trying to find a station with
news. It was all music.

Jared knew rumors were often just that, rumors. But folks living on any
military post took care of their own and tried to share important
information when possible. "This feels real," he thought to himself as he
turned into the alley behind his house and parked.

The first thing Jared did was run to the family room and turn on the
television. He found the all news channel, and waited anxiously to see if
there were any alerts or reports. "Nothing," he whispered. He hurried to
his bedroom, grabbed his lap top and power cord off his desk, and headed
back downstairs. He set it up. "Maybe there's something on the net," he
thought. Impatiently he talked to the computer as it slowly booted. "Come
on, damn it, come on!"

"Nothing on here either," he whispered as he searched CNN, the AP and other
news sites.

Moments later, Jared's cell phone rang and he quickly answered.

"Your Dad's going to be all right," his mom said hurriedly.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know, honey," his mom said, Jared could tell she was worried. "One
of the trauma surgeons got word that something's happened. The Ike needs
more medical supplies. You know your dad, he's the best at what he does,
and we have to hold on to that thought. If they've got trouble, they'll
deal with it. He's on a great ship."

"Got it," Jared said, now more scared than ever.

"You better go get Matty, he's over at TJ's"

"On my way. When are you coming home?"

"I have to work until ten. Maybe I can get off a little early, I'll ask."

"Okay, Mom. Don't worry."

"Love you," his mom said softly, "Sorry, I've got to go."

* * * *

Matty and Jared put a couple of frozen dinners in the microwave and ate in
front of the television, hoping there would be some news. Jared thought
sitting around knowing there was something going on, but not what, was the
worst. After an hour, they turned to the Disney channel to watch a movie,
but flipped back to the news at each commercial.

Near the end of the movie, Jared changed the channel, and saw a red banner
scrolling across the top of the screen announcing "Breaking News." As soon
as Matty saw it he shot Jared a frightened look.

The announcer came on, "Breaking news from the Mediterranean where the
aircraft carrier Eisenhower is on maneuvers. An F/A 18 Super Hornet crashed
and burned today while attempting to land. The pilot, who's name is being
withheld, was killed, as were three crew on the flight deck. The captain
has reported the fire has now been contained, but there are a number of
injured. One source unofficially places the count at more than thirty."

"Shit," Jared whispered, as the news rolled on with stock photos of the
carrier from publicity files.

Matty looked at his brother and his eyes filled with tears.

"He's okay!" Jared said firmly. "I just know he is."

Jared held out his arms and Matty crawled onto his lap for a hug.

* * * *

Mrs. Wolters was allowed to leave work an hour early. When she arrived the
boys were on the couch in the family room wrapped in a blanket. Jared was
holding Matty close as they watched the television.

"I heard a plane crashed," Jared's mom said as she came into the room.

"Yeah, they've been talking about it for a couple hours, but no details,"
Jared said softly.

"Your dad's not usually on the flight deck."

Jared nodded. "But if there was a fire he'd sure as hell be there soon,
even if it wasn't his job, he'd head straight for it."

Mrs. Wolters nodded her head slightly.

"Have you checked your email?"

"Shit," Jared mumbled. "I did a few hours ago, but I guess I forgot when
they started showing all the pictures and stuff."

"Better try again," his mom suggested.

Jared went to his account. He glanced at the home page and saw he had one
new message. "Something from the ship," he said hurriedly. He opened
it. "It's from "DAD!"

"I'm okay," was all the message said. Chief Wolters had never sent an email
like that before. He always said more, lots more.

"If he says he's okay, he is," Mrs. Wolters said firmly, her eyes growing
moist.

Jared and Matty looked at one another, then their mom. They all knew
something was missing, but they had to leave it at that.

Jared nodded.

"Will they come home now?" Matty asked softly.

Mrs. Wolters sat down next to the boys. "We'll have to wait and see."

The three of them held each other for a long moment.

"Thank you, Lord, for keeping him safe," Mrs. Wolters whispered as they
shared their hug.


* * * *

It was another twenty four hours before a second email arrived. The Chief
reported he had sustained some cuts and bruises when he had been knocked
off his feet with the first explosion. As Jared had suspected he had run to
the flight deck and assisted the fire crew in putting out the fire. As a
result, he also had a few minor burns. The Chief said that all in all he
was doing fine. He had to spend a night in sick bay because of smoke
inhalation, but then was released.

* * * *

"So your Dad's okay then?" Tyler asked as the boys walked down the hall the
following day.

"Yeah, kind of banged up, but he's back on duty."

"That's good," Tyler said, apparently genuinely relieved.

"Yeah, but all this scared the crap out of us."

"I don't know what I'd do if it were my dad."

They both grew quiet. Jared had a habit of sweeping the halls with his
eyes, always looking for cute guys. Today was no exception.

"Do you know that kid?" he asked as he saw a good looking guy headed toward
the opposite end of the school.

"New kid," Tyler said indifferently. "His name is James, I think, kind of
shy, don't know much about him. Why?"

"No reason, just hadn't seen him before," Jared said, giving the kid one
last look. "I'd rate him a nine out of a possible ten," he thought as he
and Tyler headed off to class, "definitely fuckable!"

* * * *

It had taken some doing, but a dedicated group of volunteers had gotten
permission to convert an old aircraft hangar into a place for kids that
liked dirt bikes and skateboards.

Over the span of a couple of years money was raised, a course designed, and
then with Chief Wolter's help, built to exacting standards. Jared recalled
Matty's words to their dad, "Amazingly cool," after seeing it for the first
time.

A major corporate sponsor had heard about the project and donated funds for
a small section of bleachers so people could come and watch as the kids
used the ramps, jumps, and obstacles.

TJ hustled down one side of a half pipe ramp and went airborne as his bike
flew over the lip of the other side. He gave the handle bars a flip and
they made several full circles before he gripped them again, swiveled, and
managed to get the bike on track down the side as he landed.

Jared laughed. "Damn, he's good," he thought to himself.

Matty followed right after and did the same trick. It was as if TJ was
putting out the challenge and Matty trying to do him one better.

Jared watched for a couple of hours and then called Matty over.

"Sorry to break this up, but I need to get you home."

"Okay," Matty sighed as he looked back at all the guys.

As they walked to the parking lot, a kid looking just a little older than
Matty came toward them.

"Hi, Matty," the kid grinned as he pulled his bike to a stop next to them.

"Hi," Matty grinned. "This is my brother, Jared," he offered, "this is
Brandon."

"Hi, Brandon, nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too!" the kid said with a smile. "Is TJ here?"

"Yeah, I have to go, but he's still here."

"Excellent! I've got a new trick I want to show him."

Matty laughed. "He's showing off today! Kick his butt!"

Brandon laughed. "Well, I'll try," he said before heading toward the
course.

"Does he go to your school?" Jared asked, lifting Matty's bike up and
putting it in the back of his truck.

"Yeah, he's really good at art," Matty said as he slammed the tailgate
shut. "But I think his brother helps him sometimes."

The guys climbed in, buckled up, and headed home.

* * * *

Jared slowly woke up to find his arm had gone numb and that he had a fair
amount of weight pressing against his chest. He and Matty had been watching
a movie and he remembered Matty had fallen asleep in his arms. "I must have
fallen asleep too," he thought as he looked around the family room to see
that the television had been turned off and a blanket tossed over the top
of them.

"Mom," Jared thought, realizing she must have found them and just let them
sleep.

Matty stirred, and Jared realized he had a problem. "God, my arm aches," he
thought as he looked down to see Matty laying on it. He needed to move
Matty off so he could get the circulation going again. He finally managed
to pull his arm out from under his brother, gave it a few shakes, and the
feeling started to return. It was then Jared realized he had another
problem. "Got to pee," he thought and unwrapped himself enough to climb off
the sofa.

Returning from his trip to the bathroom, Jared thought about picking Matty
up and carrying him to bed. "I don't want to wake him," he thought and
instead climbed back on the couch, hugged Matty close and pulled the
blanket over them. A short time later he was asleep.

The second time Jared woke, he found Matty had crawled on top of him and
was laying lengthwise face to face, his head resting comfortably on Jared's
shoulder. Matty's breathing was soft and gentle. Jared wrapped his arms
around Matty and held him like that for a few minutes, and then let his
hands rest on his brother's butt.

Matty was wearing his usual sleep pants and regulation dark blue Navy
T-Shirt. Jared couldn't resist giving Matty's rear end a tender
squeeze. Jared's cock twitched. He felt Matty's ass again.

Matty slept soundly as Jared continued to feel his butt. Rubbing Matty's
back, Jared slid his hands under the waist band of his brother's sleep
pants and was surprised that he wasn't wearing skivvies. Jared's hands
tenderly explored Matty's bare bottom. The teen's butt was baby soft, warm,
and very inviting. Jared was totally hard now, the blood pounding in his
dick, making it throb.

Matty stirred when Jared ran a finger up and down his crack. Using one hand
he pried his brother's cheeks open and ever so gently explored his
pucker. It was moist there. "Sweat maybe," Jared thought to himself as he
let his finger circle the tight opening. He couldn't resist. He held his
hand against Matty's rear in such a way that he could grip it and the
little finger of his right hand settled in his crack and against his
brother's hole. He ever so slowly moved his hand so that his finger probed
deeper. The moistness in his brother's bottom was just enough that he
managed to get the end of his finger past the tight ring.

"My finger's in his butt," Jared thought, as he rubbed his crotch against
his brother. Matty stirred, clenched his cheeks tight and pushed his ass
up, almost as if he was trying to get whatever it was out of his hole.

"It's okay," Jared whispered in Matty's ear as he gently twisted the end of
his finger and eased it deeper.

Matty seemed to respond to Jared's voice and relaxed.

The thought that he had the tip of his finger in Matty's ass made Jared
hornier than he had ever been. He humped his cock against Matty a few
times, unable to resist the urge to rub his dick against something. It
wasn't long and the good feeling started. With a grunt, Jared shot his
load. Three hard squirts of cum blasted out the end of his dick and creamed
the front of his sweat pants.

"Oh, yeah" Jared moaned as the last of his cum dribbled out.

Jared slowly relaxed and then loosened his grip on Matty's rear. He pulled
the tip of his finger out and tenderly rubbed his brother's bottom.

A few minutes later, Jared's breathing slowed and he recovered.

Reaching up, Jared ran his fingers through Matty's hair and kissed him
softly on his neck.

"Thanks, squirt," he whispered closing his eyes and drifting back to sleep.

* * * *

The house was quiet when Jared got home from school. He assumed Matty was
around someplace, as he would have gotten home maybe a half an hour
sooner. He wasn't in the family room and not in the bedroom.

"Must have gone to TJ's," Jared thought as he dropped his stuff off in
their room.

The door to the bathroom was closed, which was a little unusual, but Jared
didn't give it a thought as he turned the knob and walked in.

Matty was sitting on the can, his jeans around his ankles.

"Oh, sorry, didn't know you were in here," Jared said hurriedly and started
to close the door.

"It's okay," Matty said with a blush. "You need to pee?"

Jared nodded, "Yeah, but I can wait."

Matty stood up. Jared noticed Matty's dick was stiff and tight against his
belly.

"I wasn't taking a dump," Matty said sheepishly, pulling up his pants.

Jared smiled, but didn't want to further embarrass his brother.

Matty buckled his belt and stepped past him.

It only took Jared a few minutes to finish his business and wash his
hands. As he walked back into the bedroom Matty was looking at his laptop.

"Sorry," Jared said softly.

"I should have locked the door," Matty said with another blush.

"Was it a good one?" Jared chuckled.

Matty couldn't hold back a smile, "I don't know, I never got to finish."

Both boys laughed at that.

"You still hard?" Jared asked softly, walking over to his brother.

"Yeah," Matty whispered.

"Want me to help?"

Matty looked down, "You'd do that?"

Jared whispered, "Stand up,"

Matty did as asked and Jared got down on his knees in front of his
brother. As Matty watched in stunned silence, Jared unbuckled his belt,
unbuttoned him, and pulled his zipper down.

Jared pushed his brother's pants and tighty whity briefs down over his butt
and let them bunch around the kid's knees. He softly stroked Matty's penis,
smiling as it jerked in his hand.

"You're growing more hair down here," Jared grinned as he tenderly pumped
his brother's dick.

Jared pulled Matty's foreskin back and exposed the head of his cock. A tiny
drop of clear fluid peeked out of the slit at the end. Jared leaned over
and gave the shiny little knob a lick with his tongue.

"Oh shit," Matty moaned.

"Like that?" Jared whispered, looking up.

Matty nodded.

Jared smiled, opened his mouth and went back down on his brother's
cock. Almost as soon as he closed his lips around the thing, Matty's dick
jerked.

"Oh fuck," Matty grunted.

Jared hadn't heard this kind of language from his brother, but wasn't
surprised. He sucked the head of Matty's cock and used his tongue to wash
up and down the entire length.

Matty's hands naturally found their way to Jared's head. The little guy
thrust his cock into the warm cavern of his brother's mouth and groaned his
approval.

"Yeah, suck it," he begged.

Jared complied, and only moments later heard his brother grunt. "Gonna
cum," he warned.

Jared pulled his mouth off just in time. Matty's cock twitched and several
spurts of juice shot across Jared's face.

"Oh, fuck," Matty moaned again as he reached down and pulled on his
cock. He milked out a few more drops and finally stopped.

Jared looked up as Matty slowly opened his eyes. "You sucked my dick,"
Matty said softly, and then gave Jared a silly grin.

"Yeah, I guess I did." Jared smiled.

The boys looked at each other for a second and then both grinned.

"Wait till I tell TJ," Matty giggled.

* * * *

Christopher came back to Jared in another dream that night, perfect in
every way. A serene calm washed over Jared as he dreamt of the things that
he and Christopher would do together. They would be more than best friends;
they would be lovers and soul mates. A smile crossed Jared's face as the
dream went on and on. The best part of all was the lingering kiss at the
end.

"I love you so much," the boy whispered in Jared's ear and then hugged him
close.

* * * *



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