Date: Sun, 10 Aug 2014 06:54:11 -0400
From: RANDY WIGGINS <rwig@hotmail.com>
Subject: BOOK OF JASON 1-3 - gay/young friends

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ONE



My name is Jason Bonaventure and I am fifteen years old.  I am writing this
because I want the world to know about the pleasures I have experienced in
the last few years of my life.

I figured out that I was gay when I was twelve.  Kind of early, I guess,
but everybody is different, or so I'm told.  I knew that I liked boys in a
way that made my cock hard.  I didn't know what the word "cock" meant back
then, but you get the idea.

My best friend Terry was spending the night with me one night when I was
twelve.  In fact, it was the night of my birthday and we had spent the
entire day with our friends after my birthday party.  Terry is fourteen and
really cute.  My parents weren't all that sure about my being friends with
a boy two years older than me but as time went by they just got use to it.

"Happy birthday, bud."  Terry said.  He was laying next to me in the double
bed in my room.

"Thanks, man."  I said.  "What a great day.  I think I got more shit today
than I did last Christmas."

Terry laughed and softly popped my bare arm.

It was pretty hot that night and we live in a really old house with no
central air conditioning.  All that was available was a ceiling fan set on
medium because any faster and it would probably rock itself right out of
the ceiling.  Me and Terry both were wearing boxers and nothing else.

"Ow, what was that for?"  I asked.

"Just because."  He said.  He smiled at me with his perfect teeth.  His
parents had spent a fortune when he was twelve to get braces to fix a
serious problem with crooked teeth or something like that.  They are like,
really rich.

We lay there silently for a while.  I had been having stronger feelings for
Terry for months and was so afraid to say anything because I thought he
would hate me and call me a fag or something.  I knew exactly, well sort
of, what that word meant.  It was having the hots for other guys.  Anyway,
I guess that is what I am then because I do have the hots for Terry and a
couple boys from my soccer team.

"Jason," Terry said.  His voice was softer than usual and had a strange
tone to it.

"Yeah?"  I said.  I turned my head to face him and found him looking at me
funny.

"Do you like me?"  He asked.

"Duh!  we've been best friends for what, two years?"

"I know, I meant, do you like me?"  He put a lot of emotion behind the word
"like".

"What do you mean?"  I asked, playing dumb.

"Do you like me like a boy is suppose to like a girl?"  He asked.  His
voice was really weird, like he was scared of what he was saying, or scared
what the answer might be.

"Why do you think that?"  I asked.  The longer I could put this off, the
better.  Besides, I wanted to know what I might have done to give myself
away.  I'm no sissy or nothing like that so I could figure where he might
have caught me in something.

"You look at me sometimes.  I don't know, like, you want something from me.
Something more than what we are."

"Oh."  I said.  I didn't know what to say now.  It was put up or shut up
time.

"I won't be mad, dude.  Just tell me." Terry said.  He looked at me with
those big brown eyes and my heart started beating faster.

"Yeah, I guess I do."  I said.  I turned my head away so he wouldn't see me
start to cry.  I don't cry easy, but the idea of losing my best friend,
that was cry baby material.

I felt Terry's hand on my face so I turned my head back upward to the
ceiling.  His face was right above mine and he was leaning in, resting his
weight on his right arm.

"Cool, because I like you that way, too."  Terry said.  He smiled and
lowered his lips to mine.

He's kissing me!  Holy cow!  My best friend is kissing me and I love it!  I
pushed against his lips with mine, feeling his tongue working it's way
against my closed mouth.  I let my lips part and his tongue snaked in next
to mine.

Terry ran his left hand over my bare chest.  His fingers were warm as they
moved over my skin.  His mouth was incredible, all lips and tongue.  He
pulled his head away.

I looked into his eyes and noticed the twinkle there.  He always has a
twinkle when he is really happy.  His smile was wide and full of those
pretty white teeth.  "I've wanted to do that for months."  He said.  He
laid back down and got on his side.

I got on my side and faced him.  "I was so afraid you would hate me."  I
whispered.  I still couldn't believe what was happening.

"I wanted to wait for your birthday to do this as my special gift.  I was
pretty damn sure what you wanted so I didn't feel like I was taking a huge
risk."  He laughed.  "I almost chickened out a couple of times today."

"Why didn't you?"  I said.  "Chicken out, I mean."

"Because I decided the risk was worth taking.  You were so hot today.
Watching you in those Speedos when you climbed out of the pool.  Man!  I
popped such a woodie!"

I laughed along with him.  This was turning out to really be my best
birthday ever!  I leaned forward and we met with our lips again.  I kissed
him, I pushed my tongue into his mouth as he had done.  The feeling was
making me so high.  I knew I had popped a boner for sure this time.

Terry's hands roamed my body again, this time I felt his left hand enter
the top of my boxers and wrap around my dick.  Wow, it felt so good!  He
moved his hand over my stiff dick with slow, careful motions.  I knew what
jacking off was all about.  I had heard other boys talking one day the
previous summer and tried what they said when I got home.  I couldn't make
anything come out but it sure sent a thrill through me.

I roamed down his chest with my right hand.  I had seen his dick plenty of
times when we were changing before or after going into the pool in our back
yard so I knew he had a bigger one than mine, plus he had some hairs, dark
like on his head, growing around it.  I've got this blond hair on my head
and none, anywhere else on my entire body, though I think I had started
getting a few really white ones on my legs and a few on my arms.  Not
really even enough to notice.

I reached the top of his boxers with my right hand and paused.  We were
still kissing pretty heavy and I wanted to really enjoy myself once I got
down below where my hand was.  I stopped kissing and smiled at Terry and he
smiled back.

He nodded, "Go on.  It's okay."  He said softly.

I slipped my hand under the waistband and felt the hairs above his dick
with the tips of my fingers.  It felt funny but good to.  I touched his
hard dick with my hand, really gentle, like.  It was so fat!  I knew he was
longer there than some boys I had seen but wow, it really grew!

Terry moaned as my fingers wrapped around his cock.  I could barely touch
my finger tips around the thing!

"Feels so good, baby."  Terry said.  His voice was a little deeper and
kinda sexy.  "Hold it tighter, dude."  He pleaded.

I tightened my grip on the big dick between his legs and started moving my
hand like he was doing to me.  I had actually forgotten his hand was even
on mine!  That's how into it I was.

"Let's take our underwear off."  Terry said.  He pulled his hand from my
boxers.

"Okay."  I replied and removed my hand from his.  This was even more that I
expected.

He moved to his back and lifted his hips, pushing the boxers down his legs
and over the knees.  He let his butt come back down on the bed as the
shorts fell down to his feet, then he kicked them off and over the end of
the bed.

I started to do the same thing with mine but he touched my hand.

"Let me."  He said.  He moved over on to his side again and started kissing
my neck and moved down to my chest.  His lips kissed a trail down my body.

I could feel goose bumps rising all over my exposed skin.

Terry stopped and looked up at me with a smile.  He winked, wiggled an
eyebrow, which I always think is funny when he does it, and went back to
kissing a trail down my tummy.  He fingers went into the waist band of my
boxers on each side of my hips.  "Up."  He said.

I knew what he wanted so I raised my butt off the bed like he had done.
His hands moved along my leg as he pulled the shorts down to my knees.  I
lowered back down as he continued, slowly, moving the boxers down my legs.
He raised my foot and removed the shorts from that leg and then did the
other one.  He tossed them to the floor to rest with his.

Terry moved to his stomach and began to kiss above my dick.  His tongue
licking little circles around the skin as he moved down.  His head came up
and he suddenly opened his mouth and lowered it over my hard cock!

"Ooh," I moaned.  I never imagined something like this. His mouth was so
wet and hot on my skin.  I could feel his tongue as it licked the head and
began to move down the short, thin shaft.

Terry began to move his head up and down over my crotch, making sucking
noises as his lips tightened on my dick.

I moaned and arched my back slightly, enjoying what he was doing.  I could
feel my entire body got stiff like when I am about to reach a climax. I
felt my little dick jump inside his mouth a couple of times before starting
to shrink.

Terry moved up on top of me and smiled.  "How'd you like that?"  He asked.

"Wow!"  I said. I didn't know what else to say, I was still pretty excited
from his lip service.

Terry laughed.  His dark hair was hanging down the sides of his face and
touching his shoulders.  He has this thick hair he likes to keep longer
than most boys.  He also has an ear ring in his left lobe.  He got it when
he was eleven.  He's part Indian, I mean, Native American, not the kind
from another country.  "I thought you'd be surprised."  He said.

"What was that?"  I asked.  I knew how dumb it sounded.  Childish , really,
but he didn't seem to think so.

"It's called a blow job, or, oral sex."  Terry replied.

"We just had sex?"  I asked, wide eyed in amazement.

He laughed softly.  "Not all the way sex, just oral.  You can do it to me
if you want to.  I'm kinda big so it's okay if you don't."  He smiled at me
again.

I was a little scared.  Terry is big down there and I wasn't sure if I
could do it right.  "I want to.  I want to try, anyway."  I said.

"Cool."  Terry said.  He moved his face to mine and we kissed for a few
seconds, then he moved his head away again.  Terry moved off of me and on
to his back beside me.

I lifted myself up with my hands and looked down his tan body.  He isn't
really tan like you see Indians being in the old westerns.  It's more like
a tan that a white guy would get, only it never fades.

Terry looked up into my face as I examined his body by the small amount of
moonlight from the window across the room.  There is another window over my
bed but no light gets in through that one except during the day.

I took a deep breath as I moved over on top of Terry.  I did what he had
done, kissing his skin a little as I made my way down his smooth chest.
His nipples are darker than mine, but not by much. I worked my way down his
belly, looking toward the huge organ that stood moving slightly in the
small patch of black hair.

Terry placed a hand on my head, playing with my short hair.  His breathing
was soft but fast.  It made me feel like I was making him feel good.

I finally got down to where the hair was at and I kissed it.  It was really
dry and prickly.  I moved to his big dick.  My eyes moved over the thing as
I raised my head up.  I kissed the tip where a rim of skin was covering all
but the end of the head.  I always thought it was strange that I didn't
have skin like that.  My mom said it was because I had been circumcised
when I was a baby.

Terry's hand moved down to his big cock and he moved his fingers down the
shaft.  The head became more visible so I kissed it again.  When he removed
the hand, the skin slid back up.

I did what he had done, and slid my hand down his shaft, making the head
pop out again.  Now was the moment of glory.  Would I be able to do it, or
would I chicken out?  I knew that I had to do this.  I had to feel what it
was like being the one doing the sucking.

"It's okay if you're scared to.  I won't be mad."  Terry said.

I shook my head and took a breath, letting it all the way out.  I opened my
mouth as wide as it would go and lowered my face down taking the head of
Terry's cock into me.  The head slid in with ease but it sure filled my
mouth up fast!  I used my tongue on the slit at the end of his dick head
and he moaned.  I figured he liked that, so I did it again and he moaned
again.  Maybe I was going to be able to do this.

"That's good, baby."  Terry said in a whisper.

I lowered my mouth down and got a little past the head before I started
choking and couldn't breath.

"Shh, slow, baby, slow."  Terry said.

I licked my lips and opened my mouth again.  I took the head back in and
got the same amount in as before but I didn't choke this time.  I held
there, licking around the hard shaft, feeling the lose skin slide over his
shaft as I moved my tongue.

"You are so good at this, man."  He whispered, more a moan, really.

I knew I was doing it.  I was giving my first blow job!  I tried to take a
little more of him in but backed off to where I had been before I gagged.
This was really hard to do, but I was having so much fun trying.  I tried
again and got about half an inch further down, then another half inch.  I
still felt like I had to gag but it was getting easier not to.

"You got it bud.  Don't try to get more in this time.  Just suck what you
have already."  He instructed.

I was relieved.  I started moving my head up and down on the two and half
inches I had managed to get in.  I let my tongue slip and slide all over
the skin, enjoying the funny feeling all that skin gave my tongue.

Terry moaned as I continued to play with his dick with my mouth.  After a
few minutes I could feel his body tense up.

"Up, Jason, stop."  He said.

I pulled my mouth off fast, afraid I had done something to hurt him.

He reached down with his right hand and jacked his dick a few times, white
juice shot out and landed in puddles on his chest and belly and then
dribbled down into the small patch of hair.  He moaned and spasamed a
little.

"What was that?"  I asked.  My eyes were so big it must have been funny
because he laughed.

"It's called cum, or semen, or jizz."  He explained.  He took a finger of
his right hand and scooped some of the white stuff on it.  "Here, taste."
He moved his finger to my mouth.

I opened willingly.  It must be okay because I knew he wouldn't want me to
do something bad.  I licked the still warm juice, sucking his finger in the
process.  It was good!  It was salty and a little spicy, but good.

"Like that?"  He asked.

I nodded.  I lowered my head to his belly and began to lick up the puddles
one by one, as they began cooling and drying on his warm skin.  The taste
was incredible.  Better than chocolate!  Well, maybe not better that
chocolate.  Better than strawberry for sure though.

I licked my lips and smiled at him.  I still wanted more, so I took his
semi-hard cock back in and sucked up any remaining traces of the stuff that
I could find. When I was sure he was clean, I took my face up and off his
cock. I moved my body on top of his.  My mouth met his and I felt his
tongue entering again.

We stayed like that, kissing, for a long time before getting back on our
sides.  He put his arm around me and got really close so I could feel his
soft cock against my butt.  It was still a little slick and the wetness
felt funny and good at the same time.  We both dozed off pretty quickly
soon after.

TWO

That first time with Terry will always be in my mind.  He was my first true
love and even today, three years later, he still is.  We've had our
problems over the years and we have broke up a couple of times and started
messing around with other guys our age, and Terry with a few that were a
good bit older.

The first week after my twelfth birthday was pretty fun.  Terry's parents
had to go away so he spent every night after my birthday with me.  His
parents fight a lot.  They also make up a lot.  He says it's because his
mom has pure Indian blood in her and it makes her angry fast sometimes.
His dad is really cool.  He's a bit of a wuss for an ex-college football
jock.

Well, I'm drifting off the subject again.  Then again, what is the subject?
Me?  My sexual "coming out"?  Or maybe it's everything about my life from
that twelfth birthday onward.  I guess we'll figure it all out a long the
way.

The day after my party, and my special present from Terry was just as fun
as the party itself.  We woke up wrapped in each other's arms.  It was
really neat, too.  If I hadn't woke up needing to pee so bad, I would have
loved to just lay there all day.

Terry lay sound asleep so I had to move out from under his arm without
waking him, which was a little adventure because he is pretty active even
in sleep.  In other words; he kicks, pushes, and otherwise hogs the covers.

When I finally got out of the bed and stood there, naked, watching him as
he did a little sleepy stretching dance and went back into a snoring rest.
He can be so sweet, but he is still a total boy.

I went and took my pee and decided to have a quick shower.  I still had a
mix of our cum dried on me and it was sort of itchy and I smelt funny too.
I got the water running in the tub, checked the heat and turned the shower
head on.

Once I was in there and washing my hair I couldn't hear a thing.  Then,
suddenly the shower curtain was jerked aside!

"Shit!"  I yelled and grabbed the curtain to cover myself.  I didn't think
it was mom or dad because they would never do something like that unless
they were really pissed.  I wondered if they had looked in my room and seen
Terry sleeping, naked, on the bed.

Terry smiled and laughed like crazy.  His hair was a tangled mess and he
still looked a little sleepy but he was so, being himself.  "Got you, bud."
He said.  He stepped into the shower and pulled the curtain closed.

"Hey, what if mom or dad catch us like this?"  I asked.  It was a real
concern because we only have the one bathroom upstairs and it had to
service three bedrooms and my dad's at home office.  There is another in
the guest room off the kitchen and it was rare that they would go on down
there to take care of business.

"Your mom's out in the garden and your dad's not here.  The truck isn't in
the drive anyway."  Terry said.  He began to move his hands over my wet
chest, letting them slide down to my hips.  "That was something last night,
man."  He said.

"Yeah," I replied.

"I had so many fantasies about what I wanted us to do last night."  He
said.  He moved one hand up to my face.  He touched my cheek.  "I love you,
Jason.  I always have."

I was shocked.  I guess I could say I love him too, because in my own way,
I did.  I just wasn't expecting macho Terry Howell to say it, especially to
another boy.

"I love you too."  I said.  I smiled at him.  "kiss me?"  I asked.

"Love to."  He said.  He moved his face to mine and wrapped his arms around
me, resting them on each cheek of my ass.  As our mouths met, he squeezed
my ass.  His tongue invaded my mouth and I wrapped it with mine.  I sure
was learning how to kiss in a hurry, and Terry was a great teacher.

When we pulled our faces apart I asked, "Have you been with other boys?
Like we were last night?"

He looked down and sighed.  "Yeah, a couple of times."

"Oh, okay."  I wasn't sure if I should be mad or hurt or just curious.

"You mad?"  He asked, looking at me again, using those dark eyes of his to
eat into me.

"Nah, I don't guess so.  Will you tell me about them?"

"If you want to know, sure."  he replied.  His hands went back to work
playing with my ass.

I could feel his fingers sliding into the crack.  It felt so wild to have
his long fingers feeling around down there. One of those fingers found my
hole and went to work rubbing around it softly.  I came up on my tip toes
with, what had to be, a surprised expression on my face.

Terry laughed and kept on playing his finger around my hole.  "Feel good?"

"Sort of, yeah.  What are you supposed to do with that finger next?"  I
asked.  I was all curiosity and yearning.  I wanted to learn whatever he
had to teach me.

"Well, I get it soapy and I push it in a little at a time.  Then I just
push it in and pull it out."  He said.

"Okay, do it."  I said.  I was a little scared.  The only thing that ever
went up my butt hole was a enema tube when I was ten.  I had been really
sick and couldn't shit so it backed up and my mother had to "flush me out",
as she says.

"Relax."  Terry said.  He removed his hands and placed them at my sides,
turning me around to face the back of the shower.

I could hear him moving and feel his body brush against mine as he went for
the soap.  I tried to relax by closing my eyes and thinking about the night
before.  He had been so gentle with me, loving.

"It might sting a little and it'll probably hurt some too.  It always does
the first time."  Terry explained.

"Okay."  I said.  I was as ready as I was ever going to be.

Terry moved his hands up and down my back, working various muscles along
the way.  His hands were like warm pressure along my spine.  He moved down
to my butt and rubbed the cheeks, slipping his hands down into the crack.

I could feel him working my muscle.  I guessed that was what it was that
surrounded my hole.

"This," he began, "is what's called your anus."  He pushed his finger into
me.  "It's also called your rectum."  His finger moved around just inside
my hole.

I could feel my asshole tightening around his finger as he began working it
further into me.  It wasn't exactly painful, but it wasn't all that
comfortable, either.  Oh, and it did sting!

"You okay, sexy?"  Terry whispered in my ear.

"Yeah."  I replied.

Terry pushed his finger in as far as he could and I went back up on tip
toes again.  He moved his finger around in there.  "Damn, baby, you need to
take a dump."  He said.  "I can feel your shit."

"Yuck!  Sorry."

"It's cool.  I'll show you how to clean yourself out so that when we really
get down to business back here, we won't have that problem."  He said.  His
voice was soothing, almost hypnotic.

"You mean, like, an enema?"  I asked.

"That's right.  They aren't that bad."  He said.  There was some humor in
his voice.  "It can be fun, actually."

"What kind of business do we get to back there?"  I asked.

"Well, one guy can put his dick up another guy's ass.  It's fucking."

"Ouch."  I said.  "Sounds painful."  I wasn't so sure that I was going to
be into that activity.  I was seriously thinking that keeping at the blow
job stuff was going to be about it.

"It hurts the first time, but is eases off and starts to feel good after a
while.  Each time you get fucked it feels better and you can really get to
enjoy it."  He said.  He was still moving his finger in and out of me.  The
hot water was going to run out any minute now.  Heck, I was amazed that it
hadn't already.

"Shit!"  Terry said.  "Cold."

"There it goes.  I knew the hot water was about gone."  I said.  I couldn't
help but laugh a little.  He let me know how unfunny it was when he jammed
his finger back up me, really fast.

"Ooh!"  I moaned.

"Hold on a sec."  Terry said.  He pulled his finger out of my ass and I
could feel him turn to the shower knob.

His ass was so perfect, just like the rest of him.  It was tan, no lines to
worry about with his skin tone.  There wasn't a hair anywhere on his ass.

I thought about putting a finger up his ass, the way he had done with
me. "Terry?"

"Yeah, babe?"  He asked, not turning around to face me.

"Can I put my finger up in your ass?"  I was kind of worried that he would
be pissed at me for asking.

"I'd enjoy that."  Terry replied.  He spread his legs apart and bent over.
He moved his hand back enough to spread his own butt cheeks.

I could see his hole.  It was pink and hairless.

The water had stopped and I could hear the dripping from the shower head.

Terry opened the curtain and took something from the toilet tank with one
hand while using the other to keep his butt spread open a little. "Here.
Use this."  He handed my mom's hand lotion bottle to me.  He brought his
hand to his ass and spread the cheeks wider.  Each hand now holding open a
cheek.

I put some of the lotion on my right hand, middle finger and applied it to
the puckered hole that Terry was exposing for me.

Terry moaned as I pushed my finger into him. He took his hands away,
placing them on the wall of the shower for balance.  His long hair lay wet
and shining on his tan back, some of it resting over his left shoulder.

I pushed my finger a little further in and felt no resistance.  I thought
about him telling me that he had been with other guys and wondered what all
he had done with them.

"Baby, that's nice."  Terry said. "Put another finger up there."

I pulled my finger out, brought another finger together with the invading
one and pushed them into him.  I played around with his hole like he had
done with mine.

"Oh, baby, I want you in me."

"Huh?"  I said, confused.

"Your dick, man.  I want you to fuck me."  Terry said.

"Oh, okay."  I had no idea what to do past pushing my four and half incher
up inside him.  I pulled my fingers out of his ass and looked down at my
throbbing cock.

"It's okay, dude.  Just get some of that lotion and rub it all over your
stick."  Terry instructed.

"Okay."  I said.  I reached for the lotion, which I had placed on the
window sill beside me.  I squirted out a good bit into my right hand,
replaced the lotion bottle and began to stroke my cock.  It felt really
good to jack myself with the lotion.

"That's good enough.  Now, get up close behind me and push it in."  Terry
said.  He leaned over further.

I got close and held my pecker as I guided it to the hole.  It was a little
aggravating to get in because I was so slick.  Once I got the head of my
cock into the hole, I moved my hand and pushed in.

"Yeah, baby.  Now, just do what you did with your fingers.  Push in and
pull almost out and push in again."

I got the idea and started to push in and pull away, building to a nice
pace.  I was real careful to keep from slipping out of him.  I could feel
his ass clench around my cock.  The heat of his insides warmed my lotion
coated cock.  This felt incredible! Even better than the blow job.

Terry grunted and pushed back with his hips as I pushed in.  He moaned a
lot, which really turned me on.  I could hear myself moaning a lot too.  I
was really into this.

"Oh, man!"  I yelled as I felt the tightening of a climax.  My cock went
soft pretty quick and it slid out of Terry's butthole. I was a little
disappointed that it hadn't lasted longer.

Terry stood up and stretched his arms over his head.  "That was perfect."
He said as he moved back behind me and kissed my neck.  "Let's go back to
your room."  He moved away and I could hear the shower curtain sliding
aside.  Terry got out and shortly after, I felt him begin to dry my back.
"Turn around."  He instructed.

I did as I was told.

Terry continued to dry me off, moving the towel over my cooled down flesh.
He dried my cock and balls with great care, then began going down each leg.
He dried me off completely before using the towel on himself.

I stood in the tub watching him as he ran the blue towel over his tan body.
His cock was half hard and sort of bobbing up and down.  I really wanted to
take it in my hand, then, into my mouth.

"I know what you're thinkin'."  He smiled.  "You perv."  Terry teased.  He
smiled.

I laughed.  "I guess I am.  Then again, so are you."  I said.

"True enough."  He said.  His laugh was soft, full of desire.  "Come on,
lover."  He handed me the towel.

I wrapped it around my waist while he grabbed another from the stack and
wrapped himself up, covering his terrific cock.

We walked down the hall and into my bedroom quickly.  I didn't want anybody
catching us leaving the bathroom together.

Terry closed and locked the door. He pulled the towel off and tossed it to
the floor.  His dick was all the way hard.  It had to be at least six
inches long, probably had that much around or more.  I measured his and
mine sometime later and he was exactly 6.3 inches long and 3 around.  Mine
only hit 4.5 long and 2.5 around.  Almost as thick but only a little over
half as long.  We still had plenty of time to grow yet though.

He walked over to me and pulled at my towel.  He tossed it on the floor and
pushed me down on my bed.  "I'm going to make love to you."  Terry said.
His voice was so soft, yet strong.  The sound of his words made my cock
stand right back up again.  I was a little surprised to get another boner
so fast after the shower fun we'd had.

I looked up at him as he moved his body down on top of mine.

He kissed me softly, then harder, pushing his tongue into my mouth.  His
hands were moving along my sides and down to my hips.  He slipped them
between my legs and pushed my thighs apart.  His legs moved between mine
and pushed them even further apart.

I enjoyed his hands, and his mouth as he worked my body.  I wanted him to
do anything he felt like.  Anything.  At that point, I knew that I could
never deny Terry anything he wanted of me.

"I want to fuck you, Jason.  I want to be inside of you."  Terry said.  He
began playing with my ear lobe with his lips.

"Yes, man, I want it."  I didn't know what it would be like and I didn't
care.  He could split me and half and as long as he was happy, I would be
too.  He had enjoyed what I had done to him in the shower so I was pretty
sure I would like having it done to me.

"Oh, man, baby."  Terry said as he went to work on my neck.  His mouth
working the flesh.  "You'll love it, baby, I promise."  He moved up and got
off the bed.

I watched as he walked over to his travel bag and pulled out a long white
tube.

"What's that?"  I asked.

"Lube.  It makes putting it in easier for both of us. It's better than the
lotion we used in the bathroom.  Roll over on your stomach and spread your
legs wide for me."  He said.  He walked back to the bed as I did what he
had asked.

I laid there, holding a pillow under my head.

Terry moved between my legs and started kissing my butt.  His hands spread
my cheeks and then I could feel heat at my hole.  Terry put his tongue on
my hole and started to lick it and push at the muscle with his tongue.

I moaned with pleasure.  I had no clue what it was called but I sure liked
it.

Terry kept licking and poking at my asshole as I squirmed slightly.  He
raised his head.  "Nice?"

"Oh, yeah!"  I said.  probably too loudly.

I could feel Terry's finger pushing in but it was cold and slick.  He
pushed the finger in and it slid down into me with almost no stinging or
pain.  He worked it in and out, running it in circles around the inside of
me.  Then I could feel him push a second finger up there.

"Ooh!"  I moaned.

"Okay?"  He asked.  "I used lube to try and work you so the muscle would
relax more."  He went back to pushing in and pulling out with the two
fingers.  "I'm going to put another one in now."  Terry warned.

I felt the pulling as Terry pushed a third finger up my ass.  It started to
hurt.  I wanted to pull away at first but the pain started going away
pretty quickly.  It actually felt good to have him paying so much attention
to my hole like that.

"Jason, are you sure, you want it?"  Terry asked.  His fingers were still
inside of me but weren't moving.

"Oh, man, yes!"  I said.

"Okay."  Terry said.  I could tell from his voice that he was happy with me
and it made my heart beat faster.  He pulled the fingers out real slow.

My hole felt funny, sort of empty.  I waited, listening to Terry quirt that
lube stuff on his cock.  There was a squishy sound as he jacked himself
with the stuff.

"I'm coming in now.  Take a pillow and put it under your tummy, lay across
it."

I did as he said.  My butt was up in the air, my legs spread wide.  It felt
weird being so exposed like I was.

Terry climbed back on the bed and got between my legs.  "Jason, this might
hurt but you can't scream.  Bite the other pillow if you have to.  We don't
want your mom catching us."  Terry said.

I pulled the other pillow to my face and waited.

Terry hands separated my butt cheeks again.

I could feel the weight of his body, and the heat that rolled off of him as
he got into position.  I could feel the head of his dick at my hole.  I was
still a little stretched so when he pushed in, it didn't hurt as bad as I
had expected.  Then, I felt an incredible sharp pain hit as Terry pushed
himself into me harder.  I chewed the pillow as he began to pull out and
push in again.  I could feel him sinking his cock deep inside of me.

Terry laid on top of me, his cock buried all the way in my ass.  He moved
around a little, working my as muscle with his cock.  When he pulled up
again it felt like I was going to use the bathroom.  He pushed back in all
the way and remained still a second.

I wasn't in pain after that first hard stab.  It felt like there was
something there and it would hit a spot and I would see stars.  The feeling
was so incredible, so new to me.  I wanted him to go faster, push in harder
and pull out quick before ramming in again.

"Baby, you are tight!"  He whispered in my left ear.  "Are you hurting?"

"Not now.  Go faster.  I want you to really do me."  I pleaded.

"Okay, here it goes, baby."  Terry said.  He pulled almost all the way out.
His cock head was back to my anus and he paused before ramming all the way
in again.

I moaned so loud I was scared my mom would hear.  I could feel his cock in
me as he pistoned, in and out, keeping a steady pace.

"You okay, stud?"  Terry said.

"Yeah."

"We're going to change positions a little."  He said as he sank his cock
back deep in me.  His hand grabbed the pillow under my tummy.  "I'm going
to pull this out now."  He pulled on the pillow and it slid out from under
me.

My body lowered to the bed and Terry's cock sank completely into me.  I
could hear his moans as he moved around, his cock solidly planted inside my
ass.

"You were so, made for this, man.  Your body feels like it's molded for me.
I have never felt it this way with anybody else."  He said.  He kissed the
back of my neck.  "I'm goin to turn us on our sides but I'm not coming out
of you."  Terry said.

His hips pushed into my butt as he wrapped his arms around my body.  He
pulled me sideways, riding along with me until we rested on our left sides.
Terry's hands moved up and down my body, coming to rest on my nipples.

I could feel the pinching as he played with my nips.  His fingers twisted
and pulled on them.  It wasn't so nice at first but he kept at it and I
could feel my flesh tighten under his fingers and I got a shock that rolled
all the way through me.  It was the sweetest warm feeling, almost as good
as having his cock in me.

Terry's hands moved down again.  He lifted my right leg into the air as he
began to pull out again.  He started slow, building back up to a nice,
smooth rhythm of his cock sliding in and out of my ass.

Our moans were mixing together and growing louder.  I think we both passed
the point of caring if anyone heard us.

"Oh, God!  Jason!"  Terry said louder than he had spoken yet.  "This feels
so good, baby."  He sped up his pace again.

"Yeah!  Oh, fuck!"  I screamed.  I couldn't help myself, my entire body was
reacting to Terry's movements.

"Shh, baby."  Terry whispered.  "I know how good it feels."  he added.  His
body was working fast and the friction of skin against lubed skin made a
slick noise.

I moaned loud again.  I never wanted this to end.  Terry's body was a part
of my body, our juices and our souls melding with the connection of skin.

"I'm comin' man.  I want to shoot in you, okay?"  He asked.

"Do it!  Terry, fill me up!"  I said.  I know my moaning had to be too loud
and I still just didn't care.

Terry rammed in deep and grunted.  His whole bode tensed as he began his
orgasm.

I felt the hot gushing juice filling me, flowing deeply through my bowels.
The heat and increased hardness of Terry's cock made me want to stay this
way, never separating.

Terry relaxed slowly but didn't pull his still semi-hard cock out of me.
He ran his hand down my body slowly showing great love and attention to me.

I heard his breathing slowing down as he let me leg go back down to meet
the other, tightening the grip on his cock with my ass.  I knew then that I
could hole him there, captive, until I wanted to let him go.

"That was...special, Jason.  It was the best sex I have ever had.  You are
the best lover.  You're my lover, and I'm yours, forever."  Terry said.

I could feel his cock getting hard again.  I also felt cum leaking out of
my ass, seeping around the hard shaft buried within me.

Terry wrapped his arms around me again.  "I'm changing position again.  I
think you'll really like this one."  He said.  His hand grasped me tightly
as he rolled on to his back, pulling me with him until I lay on top of him,
his hardness never leaving me.  "Okay, I want you to sit up, lift off of me
a little and get to your knees."

I tried to figure out what he wanted me to do.  It seemed like a puzzle
that a body wasn't meant to form.  I took a deep breath and worked my self
up into a sitting position, then lifted my body up, not letting Terry's
cock slide out as I got my knees where they needed to be.  I was sitting
straddled over Terry's waist, facing the open window across the room.

"That's good, baby.  The next part is a little harder.  I want you to turn
your body around on me so your facing me."  Terry's voice was soft in it's
instruction.

I thought about what I had to do to get this move made.  I figured if I got
through this, I should switch from soccer to gymnastics.

I began to turn slowly, stretching one leg outward and turning, screwing
myself onto Terry's rock hard cock.  I twisted my body and raised my leg up
and over Terry's body until I was facing him.  I stretched the other leg
out until they almost reached his head.

"You're good at this bud."  Terry said.  His voice was strong and
encouraging.  "Get back up on your knees now."

I did as I was told.  I almost raised to far up because I felt the head of
his cock moving right to the rim of my asshole.  Once I had accomplished my
act of gymnastic aptitude, an ability I didn't even know I had until then,
I smiled at my lover.  My best friend.

"Now just raise yourself up and down on my cock.  You are in complete
control of how fast and how deep I go."

I had to wonder, just how experienced Terry actually was at all of this.
he things we had been doing seemed like something no teenager could come up
with on his own.

I bent over as far as I could and kissed Terry deeply.  His cock was back
at the rim again.  I pulled away and sat back down on the invading tool.
With a wicked smile, I began to raise myself up and go back down; slow at
first, then, finding a pace that I enjoyed.  I rode him like a horse.  His
cock sliding in and almost out of me with incredible ease and pleasure.  My
moaning got deeper and so did my breathing.  I could feel my heart pounding
as I continued working my ass muscle, squeezing Terry to get another hot,
filling blast of cum up into my body.

"Oh man!  Keep that up and I'm gonna blast here, pretty quick."  Terry said
as he began to push his hips up into my butt as I landed down, which buried
him even deeper inside of me.  "Ummm, yeah, baby!"  Terry said, moaning
along with me.

I knew he was on the edge, I could feel his cock expanding slightly as his
load rocketed up the inside of his cock.  The eruption hit my insides as my
body was lowering back down.  I sunk down on to Terry, making his wad go
even deeper into my ass than his previous load.

Terry was practically screaming with pleasure as he emptied himself
completely inside of me.

I at there, legs on each side of Terry's body, looking down at his
beautiful, dark eyes and thick, long black hair.  His white teeth showing
as he smiled wide.

I lowered myself on to terry.  I could feel him coming out of me, I heard
the small pop as the head exited my ass.  The flow of cum leaking from my
well used hole dripped and began to puddle into Terry small black pubic
patch.

"I do love you, Jason.  Not just for what you have given me, what you have
done for me and with me, but because of you. What we did was not fucking.
What we did was make love to each other."  Terry said, with all
seriousness.  "We are connected now in ways nobody will ever know, or
understand."

"I know."  I said.  I kissed him and he responded in kind.

After several minutes of this, I rolled over onto my side again.

Terry moved back to his side and wrapped his arm around me, his fingers
playing at my right nipple.  "We need another shower."  He said.  He
laughed, and so did I.



 THREE

When we got through making love for the second time in as many days, we had
to get dressed and go out in the yard to help my mom with the yard work.
We cleaned ourselves up in the bathroom, one at a time, in case someone
came upstairs.  Why push our luck, right?

"What do ya wanna do today?"  I asked as I pulled my favorite Scooby Doo
shirt on.  I know I'm getting kinda old to wear stuff like that but hey,
I'm twelve.

"Fuck all day."  Terry said.  He gave me a sexy wink.

"Yeah, that'd be cool but I think my mom would wonder about all the noise
and why we haven't been outside after a while."  I said.  I sure didn't
mind the idea of an all day fuck with my boyfriend.  Boyfriend?  What a
cool thought!  "Terry?"

"Yeah?"  Terry replied.  As he was digging through his duffel bag for a
clean shirt.

I watched his tan back as the muscles moved under the skin.  "Are we
boyfriends now?"

Terry stopped digging and turned around.  "Yeah, if you want to be."  He
didn't sound to sure of the idea.

"You don't want to?"  I asked.

"Yeah, I do.  I just... I don't know.  I've never had a boyfriend before."
Terry said.  He turned his back and pulled a blue Polo slip over from his
bag, sniffed the arm pits, shrugged, and pulled the shirt on.

I hated watching him cover the body I had only just gotten to touch, really
touch the way I wanted to anyway.  His long hair was tied back with a band
that had Indian designs on it.  It had been a gift from his aunt for his
last birthday.

"Let's go to a movie."  Terry said.  He smiled at me for the first time
since before the boyfriend question.

"Cool."  I replied.  I returned his smile and went to the dresser for my
birthday money.  I could spend five bucks or so on a movie.

My mom drove us to the theater and said she would be back in two hours.  We
got out and went into the lobby to get our tickets.

"So, what do you want to go to?"  Terry asked.  He stared at the board that
listed titles and show times.

"Spider-man 2?"  I asked.  I hadn't seen it yet and was looking forward to
the chance to go.

"Okay, sounds good."  Terry said.  He walked to the counter.  "Two for
Spider please."  He told the girl at the register.

"Seven-fifty."  The girl stated.  She looked at Terry like he was a piece
of meat up for inspection.

"I can get mine."  I said to him.

"Nah, birthday treat."  Terry said and smiled at me.  He handed the girl
the money and took the tickets.

"Thanks, Terry."  I said.  We gave the taker our tickets and he returned
the stubs.  "Want to share a popcorn?  My treat this time."

"Sure."  Terry said.

We went and got our snacks and went down the long hall to the theater and
found seats near the middle.  The previews had already started and the room
was pretty dark.  Terry guided me through a nearly empty isle and we sat
side by side.  Usually he kept a space between us so this was looking up
for sure.  Once the movie got started and we had settled in with our snacks
I got lost in the movie.

About half way through I felt something on my right hand and looked down.
Terry took my hand in his, wrapping his fingers with mine.  I looked at him
and found him looking at me to.  I smiled and squeezed his hand.

Terry looked around the isle to our right and then left then moved his hand
from mine and onto my crotch.  His fingers began working my semi-hard cock
through the denim jeans.

I took in a deep breath.  I couldn't believe my boyfriend was feeling me up
in a movie theater with other people sitting around us.  This was so cool!
I could feel my cock swell in my boxers and jeans.  His touch was tender
but firm at the same time.  It didn't take any time for him to get me fully
hard.  God, it felt so good!

Terry's fingers moved my zipper down slowly so nobody would notice the
sound with the movie going.  He reached in and found the opening to my
boxers.  Before long he had his hand in my fly, wrapped around my cock and
started jacking me off!

I looked over at him but his face was pointed to the movie screen and he
had a devilish smile on his face.  I swear, I have the greatest boyfriend
in the world.  It only took a few more strokes before I shot my load.  Man,
it was hard to keep from moaning!  It felt so wild!

Terry handed me a bunch of napkins from the refreshment counter so that I
could clean up.

I finished and zipped up about the time Spider-man saved Mary Jane from the
falling wall near the end of the film.  I relaxed as I finished the movie,
trying to remember how they had come to be in a falling down building with
Doc Ock after them.  I guess Terry really had more of an effect on me with
his hand than I thought.  Oh, well.  It just gives me a reason to come see
the movie again another time.


Mom took us to Golden Corral for an early dinner because my dad had called
while we were in the movie and said he had a business thing he had to
attend to.  I'm pretty sure my dad's having an affair and I think my mom
knows it too.  She never says anything but when he calls with that message,
we always end up eating out.

"I think we'll go by the mall and find you some new shirts and slacks,
Jason.  Your church clothes are looking a little too tight in the butt and
short in the legs."

Me and Terry laughed like crazy.

Mom smiled at us.  "What's so funny?  She asked.  Her smile was forced
because I could see the sadness in her eyes.  Mom is real good at hiding
her feelings.  I can only think of one time that I have ever seen her cry
and that was because my grandma had died.  She and her mother weren't that
close but it still hurt her to lose her mother.

"Just something we were talking about earlier."  I replied.  I still had a
case of the giggles but they were fading quickly.

Terry looked red faced and he had stopped laughing all together.  He
glanced around the room.

"What's going on with you two today?  You've been acting strange all day."
She looked at me hard.

"Nothing, just tired I guess.  Busy day yesterday."  I said quickly.

"I guess."  She replied.  I could tell he was skeptical about my answer.
"Anyway, I thought we'd hit Penny's and maybe Dillards' or Riches."  She
said.  She looked through her purse and found her wallet and left a five
dollar tip for the waitress.  "You two done?"

"Yeah, sure. " Terry smiled.  "Thanks, I enjoyed it."

"You're welcome, Terry."  Mom said and smiled at my friend.  She has been
friendly to Terry for about a year.  Before that she was distant and unsure
of our being friends because of the two year age difference.  I guess she
saw that Terry was a good kid and she and dad both relaxed around him and
began to see who he really is.  Boy, what would they think if they found
out he had his big dick up my ass this morning!

"Can I get a couple of cookies before we go?"  I asked.

"Sure, sweetie.  Go on.  Terry you want a desert?"

"Yeah, I guess so."  Terry said.  He stood up and left the table with me.

"What's up with you?"  I asked.  I picked up a plate with a piece of pecan
pie on it and used the tongs for a couple of sugar cookies.  I love sweets
and they never stay with me because I burn calories really fast.

"Nothing.  I just don't want you mom guessing at what we've been doing.
She almost got it when we slipped and laughed."  He said.  His voice was
tense.  He didn't really sound angry, just spooked.

"Yeah, we need to be more careful about that stuff."  I replied.  I watched
Terry get a piece of lemon pie before joining me for the walk back to the
table.

I knew Terry was bored five minutes after we entered the mall.  He is a lot
like me in that he hates to shop unless it's for comics, games or CD's.  He
wandered along beside me with his hands in his pockets looking from one
store front to the next.

We walked through Dillard's and rode the escalator to the second floor then
veered right to the boy's department.  Yeah, I still get my clothes front
hat area because I am thin and shorter than some my age.  I hate not being
bigger but I guess I'll grow sooner or later.  My size sure doesn't seem to
bother Terry anyway.

We stood off tot he side talking about the Spider-man movie and comics,
just killing time while my mother pulled what she wanted me to try on
first.  After I try what she wants, I get to pick a few things on my own.
My mom is very dominant in some ways and a push over in others.  The
problem is she'll go back and forth between the two at any given time or
subject so you never know what to expect.  Dad says that all women are that
way.  I'm sure glad I'm gay!

"Here."  She handed me several pairs of pants and four shirts.

"I can't carry all of this back there."  I complained.

"Terry, would you help him, please?"  She looked at me with that `what am I
going to do with you?' look.  I hate it when she does that!

"Sure."  Terry said.  He cheered up real quick at whatever idea went
rolling through his dirty mind.

We gathered up the clothes and headed off to the fitting rooms.  The man at
the counter gave us a knowing look that was sure to mean he was just as gay
as we are and he knew what we were going to do back there.  I wonder if all
gay guys can tell about other gay guys or if it's just fear of discovery
that makes me see this stuff.

Terry opened one of the small stalls and let me go in first, then he
entered and pulled it closed, locking it quickly.  "There."  He hung the
shirts on the hook and I added the pants.  He wrapped me in his arms and
began to tongue fuck me.  His lips pushed into mine as I accepted his
entry.

I let my hands wander under his shirt and began playing with his nipples.
I could hear him moaning and feel the vibration of the sound in my mouth!
God that was so cool.

Terry unsnapped my pants and ran the zipper down before going to his knees.
In less than a second he had swallowed my cock all the way down to the
nearly smooth pubes.  His tongue licked my slit, sucking in what pre- cum
he could find as well as whatever was left from his jacking me off in the
theater.

I put my hands on his head as he bobbed up and down on my cock.  It was so
incredible!  My boyfriend, giving me a blow job in the boy's fitting room
in a department store.  I moaned as he worked his lips around my cock.
After shooting in the movie I knew it was going to take a while to get me
off.

Terry came off of my cock and dropped his pants without a word.  He turned
and bent over, revealing his hairless ass.  "Fuck me, babe.  Right now."

"Are you crazy?"  I whispered.  "We'll get caught for sure!"  I wanted to
obey him so badly but fear was fighting with my lust.

"Nah, that old queen'll keep his mouth shut.  He probably wants to watch
us."  Terry said.  "The tube of lube is in my left front pocket."  He
wagged his ass at me and I couldn't resist a giggle.

I got the lube and greased his asshole and my short dick.  I got up behind
him and pushed myself into him as he moaned.  I felt Terry's hips buck back
against me, fucking himself with my dick.

"Oh, babe.  Fuck me hard!"  Terry said.

I began pushing in and pulling out as fast and hard as I could.  I slipped
out twice and had to get back in but that wasn't much of a problem.  Three
minutes later I blew a wad or two of hot cum up his ass.

"Yeah!  That feels so good."  Terry said.  He stood straight as I popped
out of his ass.  He turned and went back to his knees, cleaning my cock
with his mouth.


"Oooh, man."  I said.

After Terry finished cleaning me, I tried the clothes on until I found two
shirts and one pair of slacks that fit.

"Okay, mom."  I said.  I walked out of the fitting room with a smile on my
face.  "These fit perfect.  The ones Terry has didn't."

"What took so long?"  She asked.  I could hear annoyance in her voice.

"Sorry.  I had trouble with the ones that didn't fit."

Terry remained silent, keeping his smile to a minimum.

"Boys can be so strange."  She said as eh placed the clothes on the
counter.  She pulled her purse from her arm.  "Go put the others back while
I pay out."

"Yes, ma'am."  I said.  I wandered off with Terry at my heals.

We got back home at eight and Terry and I took the packages and went up to
my room.  Mom had been pretty quiet the rest of the evening but she had let
us go in Walden Books and hit the comic wrack.  I only found a couple and I
paid up with my birthday money.

"Man, what a day!"  I said.  I dropped onto my bed and stretched.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, sexy."  Terry said.  He pulled his hair free from
the band, then shook his head to loosen up that dark black mane.  He pulled
his shirt off and tossed it to the floor by his duffel bag.  "It's my turn
now."  He said with a big smile.

"Oh, yeah!"  I said.  I enjoyed pleasuring him as much as he does me, maybe
even more.

Terry went to the door and opened it.  He walked a few steps toward the
staircase and came back quickly.  "I can hear the TV and your mom on the
phone so we're cool."  He said.  He shut and locked the door before
slipping out of his jeans and boxers.

I watched his semi-hard cock bounce on hairless balls as he moved.  He has
a small patch of jet black hair over his cock that is straight and kinda
pointy rather than curly like my dad's.  I'd walked in on him in the shower
when we still lived in our old house and had only one bathroom.  I was like
seven or eight at the time but I can still remember seeing that huge thing
bobbing around between his legs and hoping I would have one like it some
day.  I still hope I do!

"I am about to fuck you for all glory, babe."  Terry said.

I shot up to a sitting position.  "Oh, shit!"

"What?"  Terry asked as he relaxed on his knees.

"I dropped the tube on the floor of the fitting room and forgot to pick it
up!"

Terry cracked up laughing.  He fell to his side next to me, red faced and
crying from the laughter.

After a minute I started laughing too.


TO BE CONTINUED...?You tell me...


One last note: Always remember safe sex. Bareback is fun but safe sex saves
lives!