Date: Mon, 20 Apr 2009 20:00:03 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jon D <playbuddy123@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mill Town Boys - 22

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-22

"Home Cooking"


After everything that had happened with Jeremy, I was glad to finally be
able to focus more on my classes at Community College. I was taking a full
course load for the first time, and was struggling to keep up with the
assignments, especially my reading.

My cell phone, tucked in the front pocket of my jeans, started shaking. I
smiled, thinking it felt kind of good as it vibrated against my balls.

"Yup?" I said, pulling the phone out and flipping it open.

"What's my big brother doing?" Trevor laughed.

"I'm in the library, trying to get some work done, and looking at all the
cute guys."

"Yeah, right!" Trevor laughed, "Want to come over tonight and help me sort
my sock drawer?" he giggled.

"Yeah, and you don't have anything else in mind?" I grinned.

Trev laughed again, "Well, it's Monday night, and Momma will be at her
church meeting for three hours and..."

"You know I want to, but I really have to study tonight!"

"Awe, come on, I got an itch, come scratch it for me," Trev whined.

"Sorry," I sighed, "You'll just have to handle that yourself."

"You sure? I bet we could have some fun handling it together!"

"Yeah, but seriously, like I said, I have to study."

"Oh, okay," Trev said sadly, "but you know you're gonna owe me."

"Put it on my bill," I laughed. "Gotta go. You behave yourself, I don't
want Momma telling me you been giving her shit!"

"I'm almost an angel," Trevor laughed.

"Yeah, it's the `almost' part I'm worried about. Later," I said, and hung
up.

* * * *

Justin and Trevor only had one class together, Driver's Ed. The classroom
portion went from the start of the school year to the Christmas break. Then
some kids got to start behind the wheel training, while the rest had to
wait for summer.

"Trevor," Justin whispered, leaning into the aisle.

"Yeah?"

"Meet me for lunch today. Did you bring a lunch, or are you buying?"

"Momma made me a sandwich."

"Great, I've got one too. Meet me by the cafeteria door."

"Yeah, okay."

* * * *

The rush to get through the lunchroom doors created orderly chaos, if there
is such a thing. If one looked closely, there was some order to the flow,
but it was by no means organized.

"Where should we go?" Trevor said as he spied Justin.

"Come on, follow me."

The guys headed down the hall, took a hard right and went up the stairs.

"Where are we going?" Trevor asked, looking nervously up and down the halls
for teachers.

"Just hurry," Justin said as he led Trevor from one turn to the next.

Justin finally stopped at a locked door marked, "Control Room." He fished
out a key from his pocket and opened the door, leading Trevor into
darkness.

"Where the fuck are we?" Trevor asked, getting a bit tired of the secrecy.

Justin turned on a small goose neck lamp on a light board. Trevor could now
see they were in the lights and sound room for the school auditorium. A
large picture window looked down onto the stage and the audience seating.

"Got the key from Ethan, he's on stage crew," Justin laughed.

"This is so cool," Trevor said, slowly looking around the place.

Both boys got comfortable, Justin in a swivel office chair that was in
front of the sound board, and Trevor in an old upholstered arm chair that
was no doubt rescued from a curb trash pile in front of someone's house. As
they ate their lunch, Justin recounted every detail of his night with
Jeremy at Derek's apartment.

"Was your hole sore the next morning?" Trevor laughed.

"Oh my God, my butt hurt so much I could barely sit down for breakfast."
Justin grinned. "Jeremy kept giving me these little looks and then he slid
his foot over and rubbed my leg. I tried not to laugh, but I couldn't hold
it. When I did, I had a mouthful of milk and it shot out my nose."

Trevor howled. It took him a couple of minutes to settle down, and then he
finally managed to get the smile off his face. "Do you remember the first
time we met?" he asked softly.

"No," Justin said, shaking his head a little.

"I can't either; we had to have been really little. I remember we were in
kindergarten together,"

"Yeah. I remember you hit me on the head with that plastic baseball bat and
made me cry."

"Oh yeah," Trevor laughed again. "I think Momma spanked me pretty good for
that."

"If she didn't, she should have," Justin grinned.

"Geez, we've been friends, like, forever," Trevor finally said softly,
giving Justin a long look.

"Yeah," Justin said just as softly, before growing quiet.

They ate in silence for a couple of minutes.

"It was really hot the way you talked about getting it on with Jeremy,"
Trevor giggled, "Gave me a fucking hard on!"

Justin grinned. "You're always hard!"

Trevor laughed.

The room grew quiet again.

Trev groped himself, shifting his dick to a more comfortable spot.

"Fuck, you really are hard."

"Yeah, it'll go away," Trevor said softly.

"Want one of my deep throat specials?"

"You've got Jeremy to keep happy," Trevor said, a little unconvincingly.

He remembered the call with Derek earlier, and knew he wasn't going to get
anything from him, so Justin's offer was real tempting.

"What's that line you always used with Derek? "He's my friend, I just want
to make him feel good?"

"Yeah," Trevor whispered.

"Well, it's my turn, I just want to make YOU feel good."

They looked into each others eyes; practically knowing what the other was
thinking.

Justin took the three steps over to stand in front of Trevor, and, then,
with a grin, got to his knees. Justin slowly reached down to Trevor's
crotch, and gave it a rub. Trev took in a little breath of air, "Ah," he
whispered as he spread his legs to give Justin's hand more room.

Justin didn't stop with a rub; he unbuttoned his best friend's jeans,
pulled down his zipper, and opened his waist band. Trevor lifted his ass
from the chair as Justin tugged his pants down.

"It's been a while since I've seen this guy," Justin smiled, wrapping his
hand around Trevor's shaft, giving it a couple of tender strokes.

Trevor made a little moaning sound as his cock swelled even further. "Fuck,
that feels good."

Justin grinned up at Trevor and then lowered his mouth. He licked Trevor's
knob, swirling his tongue around and around, before lapping up and down the
shaft.

"Suck it," Trevor whispered, putting a hand on Justin's head.

Justin eagerly obliged. Using his full mouth, he took Trevor in and sucked.

"Oh shit," Trevor whispered as the warmth of his friend's mouth surrounded
his cock.

Justin sucked again, and with his head bobbing up and down, he jerked the
shaft, masturbating Trevor.

"That's' so good," Trev moaned, making tiny thrusting motions up into
Justin's mouth. He looked down at his best friend bent over his dick and
smiled. He thrust himself into Justin's mouth a little more
forcefully. "Make me cum," he whispered.

Justin kept at it for a few more minutes, then relaxed his throat and
swallowed, letting Trevor's cock slide deeper still.

"Oh fuck," Trevor moaned, putting his other hand on Justin's head. "That's
it," he grunted, "God, that's nice!"

"Don't stop," he begged as he gently fucked in and out of the warm
hole. Trevor felt Justin work his dick around in his mouth; and it looked
like he was trying hard not to gag.

Trevor grunted as his friend gave him one of the best blow jobs he had ever
had. The sound of heavy breathing and the occasional slurp filled the
space. Both boys were clearly enjoying the moment. Sadly, pleasure that
intense couldn't last for long.

Trevor felt his orgasm building. "I'm gonna cum," he grunted, giving Justin
just enough time to pull back. "Ugh, Ugh," He panted as three spurts of
jizz shot from his dick, deep into Justin's mouth.

Justin swallowed the first and came back for more. He sucked Trev's cock
again getting another mouthful. Then, swirling his tongue around, he made
sure he swallowed every drop of the creamy load.

When Trevor was done shooting, Justin pulled off his dick, lovingly licking
it until it was sparkling clean. Trev squirmed in the chair, his cock
sensitive after such a great cum.

"Oh fuck, Justin, you're the best," Trevor whispered, his eyes closed,
still lost in his post orgasmic bliss.

Justin gave Trevor's cock a couple of final strokes, and then sat back on
the floor. "You taste like onions," he giggled, licking his bottom lip.

Trevor laughed, "Momma made liver and onions last night,"

Justin smiled.

"You want me to do you?" Trevor offered as he looked down.

"Nah, I'm good." Justin smiled sweetly, "But thanks for asking."

It was quiet for a moment. Just as Justin began to say something, the bell
rang.

"Oh shit!" Both guys said almost at once, racing to get their things
together.

* * * *

Nate couldn't wait for the end of school. He had been horny most of the
afternoon, and he was looking forward to a little "alone time" in his
room. He raced to his locker and practically ran home.

"Hi, honey," His Mom greeted him as he burst through the door to the house.

"Ah, shit," he thought to himself, disappointed that his plans now had to
be changed. "Hi, Mom," he said, tossing his book bag by the door.

Nate gave his Mom a glance as he headed to his room, disappointed, but
being twelve and a half, he'd gotten used to being that way.

Lying on his bed, Nate closed his eyes. His hand drifted down to the bulge
in his pants. He rubbed it a couple of times, but knew there wasn't going
to be enough time to do much about it. Sure enough, just as he was thinking
back to the mini orgy that Sara had cooked up in his room, he heard his mom
call from the bottom of the stairs.

"Nathan? Come down and help me with supper. I need you to stir the sauce."

With a sigh, Nate headed down.

"What we cooking?"

"Pasta," his mother said with a grin. "You stir this, while I cut up some
things."

Nate took the handle of the spoon and absentmindedly stirred, while his
mother chopped an onion and a few herbs.

Sometimes an idea comes slowly, and this was one of those times. Nate
watched the sauce bubble for a few moments, stirred it, then watched some
more. Every once and a while he thought about the bulge in his
pants. Eventually, two things merged in his mind, the bulge and the smooth
plastic handle of the spoon. The idea slowly took shape. "Sara sure seemed
to like my cock in her ass," Nate thought as his hand explored the soft
rounded end of the spoon. His cock twitched. "I wonder what a dick in your
butt feels like?" he thought, lifting the spoon up a tiny bit, and looking
at it more closely.

Nate's Mom added her ingredients, and then reached for the bottle of olive
oil.

"Just a few drops," she said, adding that in as well.

Nate smiled, "that's pretty slippery stuff," he thought, and it was at that
point he knew he'd do it.

Sitting through supper was increasingly difficult as Nate kept going over
in his mind what he planned to do.

"I'll do the dishes, Mom," he eagerly offered as she started to clear the
table.

"Thanks, honey, it would feel good to sit down for a while."

Nate finished clearing the table, and quickly washed and rinsed the
dishes. Making sure his Mom was still watching TV, he pulled open the
utensil drawer and scanned the spoons. There were three, and he decided
he'd take the smallest one. Opening the cupboard door, he grabbed a small
paper cup and quickly poured in a few ounces of olive oil.

"Gonna do my homework!" Nate yelled, tucking the stuff behind his back and
running up the stairs.

He had his door locked in seconds. Putting the stuff on the dresser, he
undid his belt and got his jeans down. He reached for his tighty whities,
but saw some wet spots on the front. "Something must be leaking," He
giggled, and pulled them down over his ass and to the floor. "God, I wish
mom would buy me some boxers," He thought, giving his undies a kick.

Crawling onto the bed, he lay on his back and put oil on the handle of the
spoon. He then reached into his crack and put some on his hole. He first
ran his finger around the rim of his pucker, and then moved it to the
center.

Closing his eyes, he touched the rounded tip of the spoon handle against
his bottom, and pushed. It didn't go anywhere. Nate pushed a little harder,
and still no luck. Then with a little more pressure it popped inside.

"Ow!" he yelped as the hard plastic pushed open his butt hole, stretching
his ring so wide it hurt. He quickly pulled it out. As he looked at the
anal intruder, he was about to give up on the idea. Then he thought, "Maybe
I should start with something smaller."

He rubbed his hole with his finger, and then pushed lightly, sensing maybe
it would go in. It almost did, but Nate decided it probably needed more
`slippery stuff.' He dipped his finger in the cup. This time his finger
easily entered his secret spot. He put just the tip in, and, after a
moment, started to feel a wonderful tingle that spread from his butt up
into his cock, and down to his toes.

"Oh man," he whispered as he played with his butt hole, slowly moving his
finger in and out until he was able to push it all inside. "That's
awesome!"

A few minutes later, after he had loosened himself up; he tried the spoon
handle again, and this time it felt much better. He pushed it up his butt
an inch or so, and then stopped, getting used to the feel of it. Then,
cautiously, he pushed it deeper, until the entire four and a half inches
were buried in his rear end.

"Oh fuck," Nate whispered, pulling and pushing the pretend dildo in and out
of his ass. He felt the thing slide deep into his rear end, starting to
love the sensations it was giving him.

His dick was wicked hard by now, and he used his other hand to jerk it. He
closed his eyes and thought back to the day when he'd fucked a smiling Sara
in the ass. "Now I get it," he said to himself as a wide grin spread across
his face.

He fucked himself for a few minutes more, his mind drifting to the sight of
Aaron, the fourteen year old that had pulled down his pants and patted him
on the ass. He remembered how hot he looked, naked, and hard. "I wonder
what his dick would feel like in there," Nate thought as he kept his hand
moving, pushing and pulling the toy in and out of his rectum. Then,
remembering how big a cock Aaron had, he quickly abandoned that thought.

A few minutes later Nate felt he was close. "Oh, fuck," he thought, shoving
the smooth handle deeper into his bottom. "I'm gonna cum." He held his
breath as his dick began to spit. He grunted as four little squirts shot
out the end of his prick.

"Ohhhh," Nate moaned, shooting his watery load high up onto his chest, his
hand furiously milking his cock. He finally exhaled and then took in a deep
breath as he relaxed.

"Oh," he sighed, slowly pulling the plastic thing out of his butt. "I
fucking have to do that again!" he thought, glad he had discovered such a
fun way to get where he loved going.

* * * *

Jeremy and Justin were lying together in Justin's room Wednesday afternoon,
wrapped in each other's arms. They had both just gotten back from
school. Justin found the half hour or so before the rest of the family got
home to be one of his favorite times. They almost never got naked,
preferring to just cuddle before supper.

"How was school today?" Jeremy asked, making little circles on Justin's
chest with his finger.

"Good, the usual stuff,"

"What's your favorite class?"

"Government," Justin said softly, rubbing Jeremy's tummy with his hand. "I
really kind of like all the legal stuff."

"You thinking of becoming a lawyer?" Jeremy said with a chuckle, "I bet my
dad could use one!"

"I'd never help that mother fucker."

It was quiet for a moment, Justin using the silence to rid himself of the
image of his boyfriend's bastard of a sperm donor. He crawled onto Jeremy's
chest, and, with a sweet smile, kissed him tenderly. Jeremy reached for
Justin's bottom and felt his jeans covered ass. Jeremy gently squeezed each
cheek and Justin giggled. They rubbed crotches for a few minutes while they
kissed, Jeremy continuing to play with Justin's butt.

"We better stop this," Jeremy said reluctantly, rolling Justin off his
chest. "I want to save it up for tonight," he grinned.

Justin smiled, "we could do both," he said hopefully.

"Nah, your Mom will be home in a few minutes, and we don't need any
trouble."

Justin sighed, "Yah, I guess your right."

They lay close to one another for a little while longer.

"So, how was your day?" Justin finally asked.

"Good," Jeremy said softly. He laughed, "Oh, there was a funny thing in gym
class."

"Oh?"

"Yah, we finished class and everyone was getting out of the shower. Delayne
Jefferson came up and stood by me while we were drying off,"

"Is that Ty's cousin?"

"Yup, and he's pretty hot. Nice Twinkie look. Little bubble butt. Big
dick!" Jeremy chuckled.

Justin turned and punched him playfully in the arm, "Hey! You're MY
boyfriend."

"Relax," Jeremy laughed at Justin's reaction. "He asked if I wanted to stay
behind and play a little. I told him no way, I already had you!"

Justin cuddled a little closer, "good answer," he said feeling happy.

"Yeah, I told him I would never even think about getting with another guy,
now that I have you."

Justin stopped rubbing Jeremy's chest and grew quiet. "Trevor," he thought,
worry creeping deep into his belly.

* * * *

Only three chapters left of this story. Write me at Playbuddy123@yahoo.com
with your comments or suggestions for future chapters. Hugs, Jon