Date: Sun, 12 Apr 2009 09:52:07 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jon D <playbuddy123@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mill Town Boys -20

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. If
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 Mill Town Boys-20

"Back to Schools"


"Jared! We're going to be late!" Craig yelled in frustration and anger from
the bottom of the stairs.

The day had started out badly with Jared hogging the shower, leaving Craig
with only a few minutes to get ready. Now Jared was dawdling even more.

"Keep your panties on," Jared answered, pushing past his brother with a
glare.

"I swear, I'm gonna pound your ass one of these days," Craig shot back.

Jared turned, grinned, and flipped him his middle finger.

Arguments between the twins weren't anything new. In fact they were pretty
common. But lately they had been more numerous. Craig figured it was
because his brother still hadn't settled into the community and had only
made a few friends. What complicated things was that for a while now they
had an understanding that if either one of them wanted sex, the other would
give it up for him. Lately, Jared had been the one demanding it almost
every day, and Craig was getting tired of being the one to have to give it
up.

With their Dad waiting in the car, there wasn't time to settle this
particular argument, but Craig knew his brother's arrogant attitude had to
stop.

"Your ass is mine," Craig said under his breath, following Jared out the
door.

He wasn't as strong as his brother, but he was smarter. It was only going
to be a matter of time.

* * * *

Justin and Jeremy arrived at the high school about ten minutes before the
bell. Jeremy's truck was a mess after crashing it in the attempt to get
away from his dad. It was currently parked in the police lot, waiting for
all the legal things to get sorted out. Justin had begged a ride from
Derek, who dropped them off out front.

"Well, it's show time," Jeremy said with a sigh as he and Justin headed for
the main doors.

Justin half expected to see a crowd waiting to get a look at the kid that
had been shot by his own Dad. In fact, no one gave them a glance, nobody
seemed to care.

Once inside, Justin looked at Jeremy and shrugged. "Well, I guess I'll see
you at lunch."

"Yeah, sounds good," Jeremy said, their eyes locking for a moment. "Call me
on my cell if you need anything."

Justin nodded.

* * * *

The twins had several classes together at the middle school, but geometry
wasn't one of them. Craig was relieved to be on his own without being
compared to Jared for once.

While the teacher droned on, Craig opened his notebook and scratched out a
few ideas. "Pay back is a bitch," he whispered to himself and grinned.

* * * *

Nate was in the middle school's library/resource room when Sara sat down
next to him.

"Hi," she smiled, sliding her chair closer.

"Hey," he whispered with a blush.

"Did you have a good time at my party?" She giggled.

"Yeah, it was great!" Nate couldn't help but think back to the night he had
gotten naked with her and her two friends.

"I'm thinking about another party," Sara teased, "What ya doing Friday?"

"Um, nothing, I can come over," he said quickly.

"Don't you have to ask your Mom first?" Sara laughed.

"Not this time," Nate said, turning red.

"Okay, I'll call you." Sara smiled, got up and walked away.

Nate gazed at her jean covered ass and felt his dick get hard.

* * * *

At the High School there were clear but unwritten rules about where one sat
in the lunch room. Jocks sat in one place, usually surrounded by
cheerleaders. There was another spot for the nerds, one for the stoners,
and yet others for the many little cliques that made up school life.

Jeremy was sitting with the football guys, as usual, but couldn't help
looking around the room for Justin. Finally spotting him, he struggled with
whether he should stay, or go sit with him. Deciding he should be with his
boyfriend, Jeremy started to get up.

Dewey, the quarterback, put a hand on Jeremy's shoulder and eased him back
to his seat.

Glancing toward Justin, who was walking uncertainly to an empty table,
Dewey yelled. "Peterson! Come on over, there's room here."

Justin smiled.

"Make some room," Dewey nodded in Jeremy's direction, and a couple of the
guys moved over.

"Thanks," Justin said softly, sitting down. "I don't usually get to sit
with you guys."

Ty grinned, "Well a guy should be able to sit with his girl."

There was an awkward pause in which some nervous glances were exchanged. Ty
shot Jeremy an apologetic look.

"You calling me a girl?" Jeremy said, flexing his muscles, silly grin on
his face.

Everyone broke up, some even howled. The other kids looked to see what was
going on.

"Let's just say we're all wondering who wears the pants," Ty said,
laughing.

Jeremy playfully flipped him off. All was well. The usual lunchtime chatter
soon resumed.

"So, how was your morning?" Jeremy asked Justin before taking a bite of his
sandwich.

Justin didn't answer.

"Did something happen?" Jeremy whispered, growing concerned.

"Zack Stevens was being a dick," Justin said quietly, obviously
uncomfortable at talking about it in front of the guys.

"Tell me," Jeremy said firmly, annoyed and worried that his boyfriend had
been hassled.

"It was in History class. Zack sits behind me. He called me a `cocksucker'
and asked if I liked being your bitch, plus some other shit." Justin
blushed and looked down at his food.

The table had grown quiet, the others had overheard.

"Sounds like that little junior jock needs an attitude adjustment," Mark
said. Several others nodded in agreement. "He might be on the JV baseball
team, but that doesn't give him the right to disrespect someone like
that. I think it's time to give the little shit a lesson in manners."

"This isn't a football game," Dewey said seriously, "We aren't going to get
anywhere trying to muscle this thing. Coach says we need to show that we're
leaders. I'm thinking now's the time we should use our heads, not our
fists."

Several of the guys nodded, Dewey was smarter than he looked. Jeremy's
respect for him increased.

"I'll talk to coach this afternoon," Dewey said, "Anybody want to come
with?"

Three of the guys quickly said they were in.

"I'm sure we can figure something out," Dewey said to Justin and Jeremy.

Jeremy nodded in appreciation. Besides, he knew if Dewey's idea didn't
work, there was always plan B, which involved Zack's face and Jeremy's
fists getting better acquainted.

A little later, once the conversation had moved on to the upcoming game,
Jeremy turned to Justin, "I'm sorry. I guess there's always going to be a
few sons of bitch's out there."

"I can handle it," Justin shrugged with a weak smile.

Jeremy slid over just a little so his ass and leg rested against
Justin's. He enjoyed the feeling of being just that little bit
closer. Justin smiled.

* * * *

The twins had been assigned lockers only a few feet apart for gym
class. Both were busy stripping down. Craig watched as his brother pulled
down his boxers and reached for his jock. Jared had to untangle it a bit
and then step through the straps, tucking his cock into the pouch. He
turned his back and Craig got a long look at his ass. Jared then stepped
into the navy blue shorts that were part of the school "boys' uniform" for
physical education. Jared then put on a white T-Shirt, white socks, and
trainers.

"You gonna just stare at my ass, or you going to get ready for class? Jared
teased, slamming his locker door shut.

Craig stuck out his tongue as if to say, "fuck you."

Class that day consisted of volleyball, and, after brief directions, the
game began. About ten minutes into things, Craig made a lunge for the ball
and fell to the floor.

"Aaah," he yelled and grabbed his ankle. He stayed on the floor while the
teacher hurried over to check him out.

"Well, it's not broken," the teacher said as Craig winced in apparent pain
when he was examined. "Why don't you sit on the sidelines for a while?"

"Maybe I should just shower and get dressed," Craig suggested.

The teacher nodded. "Okay," go ahead.

"Jared can help me," Craig said as one of his classmates assisted him to
his feet.

Jared rolled his eyes, but offered his shoulder to his brother. The two
headed off the floor. Craig held his foot up as Jared put an arm around him
and helped him hop toward the locker room door.

Craig kept up his act until they were in front of their lockers again. Then
in an almost karate like move, he spun around and grabbed Jared's arm with
a twist, slamming him face first into the lockers.

"What the fuck?" Jared whined as his face was pushed against the
metal. "What the hell do you think your doing?"

"Getting some payback!" Craig said firmly, using his whole body to pin his
struggling brother.

"Craig, this isn't funny!" Jared grunted. He squirmed, trying to get
away. "Get the fuck off me!"

Craig muscled his brother even more, refusing to yield.

Jared continued to struggle, but he wasn't getting anywhere. Craig reached
for his brother's shorts and pulled them down, baring his soft white ass.

"You know the deal," Craig whispered into Jared's ear. "Either of us wants
it, the other has to give it up."

"No," Jared whimpered, "Not here, this is school! Come on, Craig."

Craig moved his hand down his brother's back and pawed at his cheeks. Then
he slid his finger into Jared's crack. "Little greasy back here, bro," he
teased, wiggling his finger. He found his brother's pucker and managed to
shove an inch or so of his finger up his butt.

Jared grunted.

"You need to wipe a little better," Craig laughed, twisting his finger and
pushing it in further.

"Craig, not now. . . please?"

Craig leaned against his brother, and, with a quick movement, pulled his
locker door open. He needed to get at his stuff. "You keep fighting me,
I'll do you dry!" he warned. "Think about it, do you really want me up your
ass without any lube?"

Jared stopped struggling and then surrendered, "Okay, Okay," he sighed in
defeat.

Craig slowly stepped back, just in case his brother was going to try
something. He didn't.

It took maybe a minute and a half for Craig to pull his own shorts down to
his knees, stroke his dick to get it fully hard, grab the lube from his
locker, and grease up.

"Stick your ass out, you little fairy," Craig ordered, rubbing his dick
head up and down his brother's crack.

Jared reluctantly did as he was told.

"Dick time," Craig said, borrowing one of his brother's favorite phrases.

Craig nudged his flared head forward. Jared's hole was tightly clenched and
refused to budge. Craig pulled back a little, and, with a determined look,
rammed it as hard as he could up his brother's butt.

"Aaah," Jared yelped, bending forward. "Take it easy!" he pleaded as Craig
slammed in deep.

"We don't have time for that," Craig grunted, starting to saw in and out of
Jared's ass. "Gonna fuck the shit out of ya, bro," he said with authority,
really getting down to work.

Craig bent a little at the knees and started to fuck his brother fast and
hard. Looking down, he watched as his cock parted his brother's ass cheeks,
and with each thrust disappeared into his hole. Craig spread his legs
wider, speeding up his thrusts.

"Oh fuck," Jared groaned. "Give me a break, huh? Slow down a little."

"I thought you liked fucking?" Craig grunted, shoving deeper and showing no
mercy. "Maybe now you'll get an idea of what it feels like when you use
me," he taunted.

Jared grunted, "Okay, I get it, I get it, so slow down, huh?"

Craig was really getting off on practically raping his brother. The sounds
of the gym class just a few feet away turned him on more than he had
imagined; the danger and excitement adding to the sexual energy. Instead of
slowing down, he pounded his brother even harder. Jared's head banged into
the locker with one especially hard thrust.

"You ready to get my load up your ass, you fucking bitch?" Craig grunted as
he felt his nuts slap against his brother's butt. He slammed home one last
time, groaned, and shot four long squirts of boy juice into Jared's
guts. "You're gonna have my baby," he moaned as he pushed his sperm as far
up his brother's rear end as he could.

Jared groaned. There was no doubt the warm discharge from his brother's
dick and his dirty talk affected him. Craig could see his cock jerk in
response.

"Leave it in there," Jared pleaded, reaching for his dick and starting to
stroke it.

Craig would have, but he couldn't, as his cock shrank much too fast.

Pulling his penis out, Craig looked down at his brother, bent over, jerking
his dick. He saw a little dribble of sperm trickling out of his hole. He
took pity on him and shoved his middle finger up his ass.

"Oh yeah!" Jared groaned in appreciation. "Fuck me," he pleaded,
masturbating as quickly as he could.

Craig pulled his finger out and thrust it back in a few times giving it a
little wiggle once and a while. Then he twisted it and rubbed his brother's
prostate. Jared grunted and pushed his ass back, obviously wanting more. It
was just what Jared needed to put him over the top.

"Fuck, I'm Cummming," Jared whispered, pulling on his dick and shooting his
spunk against the locker. The slippery white stuff made a couple of
splatter marks, which slowly trickled down toward the floor.

"Oh shit," Jared finally said after holding his breath. He stood up slowly
and turned around, leaning back against the slimy locker.

"You're a real bastard!" He finally said, looking at Craig with a mixture
of anger and relief.

"Yeah," Craig said softly, "Like you aren't?"

Jared looked to the floor, "Sorry," he said softly. "I guess I've really
been a dick lately.

"You think?"

Jared nodded. "So, are we even?" Jared asked gently.

"Yeah," Craig paused, "all square," he whispered, pleased that his brother
had gotten the message.

Jared nodded, and turned.

Craig couldn't resist, and gave his brother a very hard slap on the
ass. "And you better be nice to me next time!" he warned.

Jared rubbed his butt. "Yeah, I will, if you will."

They both nodded, the deal having been struck. The bell rang and the other
guys started running in as Jared and Craig walked bare ass to the showers.

* * * *

Nate made it home after school a few minutes earlier than usual. He knew
his Mom wouldn't be home from work for another hour and a half. Just as he
was putting his key in the lock, he looked down and saw a cell phone. It
was wrapped in a piece of paper, held in place with a rubber band.

"Answer me!" The note read.

As Nate picked the phone up, it rang. He flipped it open. Instantly Sara's
picture appeared on the screen. She was smiling and was wearing the same
outfit he had seen her in at school. As he watched, the screen changed,
this time Sara was topless. Her nicely shaped tits pointed directly at the
camera. One more picture appeared, Sara was now sitting on a bed with a
huge smile.

"That's my room!" Nate said with surprise.

He looked up at his bedroom window, and then hurried to get the damn door
open. He ran in, and looked around.

"Sara?" he hollered as he charged up the stairs, flinging the door to his
room open.

Sara was sitting on his bed, her jeans partially unzipped and her hand
inside her pants.

"Hi, Nate!" she giggled, as Nate almost peed himself.

A pair of hands covered his eyes just as Nate was about to respond. Then
there were two voices behind him, both laughing.

"I told you he was cute!" A girl's voice said admiringly.

A second, slightly deeper, boy's voice, said, "for a seventh grader."

Nate pulled the hands away from his eyes and turned to look. There was one
of the girls from Sara's party, and, next to her, the guy that he had seen
in the boy's bathroom getting the blow job.

"How did you get in here?" Nate said hurriedly, more confused than ever.

"Aaron's pretty good with locks and stuff," Sara laughed from behind him.

"So, what do you say, little man?" Aaron said to Nate, you want to get your
dick sucked again?

Nate was so confused; all he could do was nod.

Aaron got to his knees in front of Nate and unbuttoned his pants. He gave
them a tug, pulling them down to his shoes along with his tighty
whities. Just as Nate was about to object that he didn't want a boy doing
anything to him, Aaron turned him around.

"Here ya go," he said, giving Nate a soft smack on the butt and pushing him
toward Sara. "He's all yours!"

Sara motioned for Nate to come closer. And, a moment later, he had his dick
between her lips.

"Okay, Cindy," Aaron said with a smile. "Let's show Nate here what kind of
cock sucker you are."

Aaron stepped to a spot where Nate could see him. Cindy quickly unzipped
him and pulled his dick out. Within a minute Aaron was hard and thrusting
into her mouth. Nate watched wide eyed as the older boy thrust his hips
forward and face fucked the cute girl.

Almost without thinking Nate mimicked the motions.

"Yeah, you have to fuck it in and out," Aaron said like a teacher,
continuing to pump his dick between his girl's lips, "Let her know you're
the man." He smiled and held Cindy's head firmly.

This went on for a few minutes, before Nate squeaked as he felt his cock
jerk. A few squirts of cum shot deep into Sara's mouth. Sara whimpered and
made a couple of little sucking sounds as she swallowed. She opened her
mouth and a drop of jizz was still on her lip. She grinned as she licked it
off.

"That's my man," Aaron laughed.

Things seemed to move pretty quickly after that. The girls got naked, Nate
staring at the little patch between their legs. Aaron came, shooting his
spunk over Cindy's face, and soon both guys were ready for more.

"Ready to fuck? Aaron grinned as he pulled on his dick, getting it hard.

"Never done that before," Nate said softly, blushing.

"Just watch me," Aaron said like a big brother.

Aaron's girlfriend moved to the end of the bed and got down on her
knees. She bent forward and laid her top half on the bed and stuck her ass
out. Aaron dug into the pile of clothes on the floor and found the little
tube of lube that had been in his jeans. He slicked up his dick and got
down on his knees behind her.  He put some more lube on his finger and then
pushed it against her butt hole, smiling when it went inside.

"Cindy and I promised our Mom's we would stay virgins," Sara
giggled. "Besides, it's not like anal sex is real sex."

"You mean you're going to put it up her butt?" Nate asked with
astonishment.

"Yup, and she really likes it, too!"

Nate nearly fainted as he watched Aaron push his cock into the girl, seeing
it disappear up her rear end. His own dick was so hard at this point, he
could have pounded nails with it.

"Okay, sweetie," Sara urged, bending over just like Cindy. "Put some of
that stuff on my hiney and then put your thing in," She grinned, playing
with her butt hole.

Nate crawled closer and slowly stuck his finger into her ass, getting it
well lubed.

Aaron paused a moment. He reached over and took Nate's dick in his
hand. "Here, I'll help you get started," he said, guiding Nate's cock to
the right spot. "Now push."

Nate did as he was told. He felt himself pop through the tight little ring
of Sara's bottom and then go deeper.

"Oh," Nate groaned as her butt hole gripped him like a warm glove.

"Okay, little dude, fuck her!" Aaron smiled, and Nate went to town.

Of course, with everything Nate was experiencing, he wasn't going to last
long. In fact it was probably less than ten thrusts and he was squirting
again, filling the teen girl's butt with his spunk.

"Damn, you cum quick," Aaron laughed as Nate fell forward onto Sara's back.

"Come over and give me some of that," Aaron urged Sara as Nate slipped out
of her.

Sara smiled and got onto the bed face down.

Aaron pulled out of Cindy and crawled over to Sara. "Ready for a real man?"
he whispered, kissing her behind the ear. "I am so gonna fuck your ass!"

He lowered his cock, and, in one long push, shoved himself deep into her.

"Oh, Aaron," she whimpered as the fourteen year old sodomized her. His
curved dick twisting as it went up her butt. "Your cock is the best!"

* * * *

Fifteen minutes before his Mom came home; Nate was spraying air freshener
around his room, trying to cover up the smell of sex.

He heard the door slam and quickly headed for the first floor.

"Hi Mom," he said exhausted, smiling sweetly.

"How was your day, honey?" she asked, giving him a little kiss on the
forehead.

"Oh, you know, the usual," he said as nonchalantly as he could.

"Well, maybe something interesting will happen tomorrow," she said
hopefully.

"Maybe," he thought to himself, "but it probably won't measure up to
today." He turned to head back to his room and froze; there on the kitchen
table was the cell phone again, with another note attached with a rubber
band.

* * * *


A special thanks to Jon B and to Andrew who both contributed ideas to this
chapter. Your suggestions and support are awesome. Love to hear from more
readers, so write me at Playbuddy123@yahoo.com with ideas or suggestions
for future chapters. Hugs, J