Date: Wed, 6 Sep 2006 19:21:36 -0400
From: Terrance MacDonald <t_macd@comcast.net>
Subject: Brandon and Alex 17

	This is the third story that I've written to completion (assuming
that I complete it - and I have all intentions of doing so) and one that
I've given a great deal of thought over the last couple years before
finally sitting down at a keyboard so others could potentially enjoy it.
My first writing was `The House on Lora Avenue' (May 26, 2006), the second
was `Chris and Aaron' (June 01, 2006) which are posted in the High School
section and there is a sequel to `House on Lora Avenue' called `Trip to
Florida' currently being posted in the High School section (in the `House
on Lora Avenue' folder) as well.

	The two main characters in this story are based on a couple guys
that I once knew, however everything except their physical descriptions is
purely fictional (and Brandon and Alex were not their real names either).
So far as I know, these two boys never really did anything at all like what
will be described in this story, in fact the boys the descriptions are
based on did not even know each other.

	This story involves sexual situations between teen boys, so if you
aren't supposed to be looking at things like this wherever you live or this
makes you squeamish, please leave this story/site now and/or move to a
place where things like this are acceptable.  Likewise, if you aren't old
enough to look at filth like this, please don't.  I certainly can't control
whether you do or not, but you have been warned.

	Once again, I would like to thank my good friends, Mike and Dave
for being my editors and proof-readers on this story, as well as offering
some really helpful assistance.

	There is a line of dialogue in this chapter that I recently used on
my own boyfriend recently.  I just couldn't resist.  Can anyone figure out
which one it is?  I can't say that you'll win any fantastic prizes if
you're correct, other than my admitting it to you, and what kind of
fantastic prize is that anyway?

	Like the other stories I've written, this is set in a magical land
where there are no STDs, so you won't be reading about condoms being used
except in this disclaimer.  This is not meant to imply that I am advocating
the practice of unsafe sex, quite the opposite actually - please take
precautions and protect yourself, there's a lot of shit out there that can
kill you or make you wish you were dead.

	Comments and feedback are certainly welcomed and encouraged to be
sent to t_macd@comcast.net.  I've really enjoyed hearing from everyone who
has written, please keep on letting me know what you do and don't like.

* * *

Brandon and Alex Chapter Seventeen

	Finally one of Bobby's friends broke the silence - it was the cute,
dirty blonde haired boy, Carson who did it - "So, I guess you guys are,
like an item now or something?"

	"Carson..." Bobby started.  "Stop it!"  Bobby was very red-faced as
he said this.  He was embarrassed not only for himself, but for his
boyfriend sitting next to him.  He did notice that Michael wasn't making
any attempt to cover himself in front of the other two boys though.

	"I think he's right, Bobby," Steven said as he wrapped his arm
around Carson.  "You two are definitely an item now.  That was really hot."

	Finally, Michael spoke to Bobby.  "You really are going to have to
start locking the doors around here, dude."

	Steven held up a key ring, with one key in particular between his
fingers.  "It won't help; we both have keys to the front door so we can use
the pool.  We come over a few times a week to swim laps."

	Michael looked over at Bobby with a semi-defeated look on his face.

	"It's true," Bobby told him.  "They do both have keys..."

	"Well, from now on we're locking the door on your room then,"
Michael stated, very matter-of-factly.

	"Won't work," Bobby told him sheepishly.  "My bedroom door doesn't
have a lock on it."

	"Damn, how are we going to get any privacy then?" Michael asked,
exasperated.

	Steven laughed. "We'll start knocking from now on, or at least we
will on Bobby's bedroom door," he said.

	Carson added with a grin, "...or whistle loudly."

 	They started stripping off their clothes.  "Right now though, we're
going to swim for a little while," said Steven.

	"Are you two love birds going to join us?" Carson asked.

	Michael looked over at Bobby, who had a hopeful look in his eyes.
"Sure, why not?" he said, and the four boys all walked back down through
the house to the pool, completely naked.

* * *

	Paolo didn't see Detective Peters again, not for a while anyway.
The next policeman he saw was the uniformed officer that took him from the
interview room to a holding cell.  When they got to the cell, and the
officer pushed Paolo inside, wearing nothing more than the boardie shorts
he had been arrested in and the jail-issued paper slippers, Paolo turned
and told him that this must be a mistake.  There were four others already
in the cell, all adults, larger and older than Paolo.

	"No," the officer told him as he slid the cell door shut.  "When
you commit big-boy crimes, you get to go to big-boy jail."

	Paolo had been in the cell for over two hours when a uniformed
officer came back to get him.  The police finally had realized their
mistake in putting the sixteen year old in the holding cell with adults and
were transferring him to the juvenile facility.  Paolo was very relieved to
be out of that cell, he had not sat down the entire time he had been there,
and had kept his butt jammed into a corner, sweating every time the older
men stared at him.  In fact the men were more amused by him than they were
tempted.

	Paolo was no more comfortable when he arrived at the juvenile
detention facility and was placed into a holding cell there.  There were
three other boys in the cell with him, all wearing orange prison style
jumpsuits.  One was younger, probably by two years from the looks of him,
and Paolo thought he was sort of cute, but very frightened of his
surroundings and the other boys in the cell.  The other two were both older
and larger than Paolo by close to a year.  Somehow though, the way these
two boys stared at him in a like predators as he was led into the cell in
just his shorts and the jail slippers made him even more uneasy than the
men in the cell he had so recently left, if that was possible.  He was
still wearing only his shorts and the jail slippers.  The other boys got a
show when the corrections officers made him strip and put on the jump suit.
He had no choice but to show his butt, as he had on only the shorts - no
underwear.  The chuckles and whistles from the two older ones made him that
much less at ease.

	This time, there were six bunks in the cell.  Three upper and three
lower.  Paolo figured he could have one of the lower simply because of his
age giving him seniority in the cell.  He lay down on one of the lower
bunks, his back to the other boys in the cell and tried to nap, the events
of the day having gotten to him.  He needed some sleep to clear his mind.
He was going to need all his faculties about him when his parents showed up
that evening and found out what had happened.

* * *

	Brandon let the drops of lubricant drip slowly from the bottle into
the crack of Joey's ass, and Alex started to rub them in, working his
fingers up and down Joey's crack, then around and into his hole.  As the
boys kneeling beside him started their ministrations on him, Joey spread
his legs a little wider.  He was nervous about what he knew was about to
happen, but he also knew that he wanted it, so his nervousness was nearly
eclipsed by excitement.

	This wasn't the first time that Joey had been naked with other
boys; there were any number of times before when he had changed in locker
rooms at school, or the water park.  There was even one time when he had
gone skinny dipping with some of his friends at a sleep over party at a
friend's house.

	This was the first time that it was a sexual situation though -
even though during the skinny dipping at the party he had become slightly
aroused seeing the other boys' naked bodies in and around the pool, and he
had been curious about what sex with other boys would be like since that
night.  Now he knew, he was about to find out.  He let out a small moan as
Alex's finger slowly began to penetrate him and work the lubricant into the
inside of his anal cavity.  The wording on the bottle was correct; the gel
did warm up as it was massaged into him.

	Almost involuntarily, Joey arched his back a little, pushing his
butt up a little.  This told Alex to go on with what he was doing, and he
added a finger from his other hand to open Joey for his first anal sex.

	Alex had actually thought that when Joey had asked if they wanted
to `do something' with him that it was going to just be blow jobs, but then
Brandon had asked Joey about lube, and their friend had eagerly run off to
get some.  This had come as quite a shock to Alex, but he was willing to go
along with it if that's what their friend wanted to do with them.

	Brandon watched as Alex worked the gel into Joey, and started
getting him opened up and ready.  Brandon started to have some thoughts
about how hot this could be with the three of them, and started to play
with himself.  Then, almost without thinking, he squeezed some of the gel
out onto his fingers and began to work it into his own hole.  He found
himself thinking the same thing Joey was, although there was no way he
could know this at the time - the gel did work as advertised, and warmed as
he worked it into himself.

	Alex noticed what Brandon was doing as he had to get Brandon's
attention when he was ready for a little more of the KY to be squirted out
into Joey's hole.  When he saw what Brandon was doing, he had a pretty good
idea what his soul-mate had in mind.

* * *

	Michael, Bobby, Carson and Steven walked out onto the pool deck,
all four boys naked and at a minimum semi-erect, even Michael who had just
cum a few minutes before was halfway hard again as he admired the smooth
little butts walking in front of him.  He was still however, a little
uncomfortable being naked with his boyfriend in front of these two other
boys.  His dick wasn't apparently as embarrassed as the rest of him though,
pointing out proudly ahead of him at half-mast as he walked outside with
the other boys.

	"So," Carson asked.  "Anyone want to race laps?"

	"You two go ahead," Bobby told them, grabbing Michael around the
waist with both arms and hugging him as he did.  "We're going to get some
sun."

	"Damn," Carson said.  "I was hoping we could race for blowjobs.  I
guess it's just you and me racing, Steven."

	Michael wasn't about to argue the point with Bobby, he was still
tired from the workout in the pool earlier, not to mention the one in
Bobby's bed.  He allowed Bobby to lead him over to a couple lounge chairs,
which they pulled up directly next to each other.  They sat back and
stretched out next to each other, holding hands as they watched Steven and
Carson swim laps in the pool.  He had to ask though, "Racing for blowjobs?
You've done that?"

	"No, I haven't," Bobby told him.  "They do it all the time though.
They do always ask me to join them, but I've never taken them up on it."

	Michael reached over with his other hand, leaning over on his side
as he did so, and started rubbing Bobby's chest and stomach.  He gave Bobby
a kiss on the cheek and then said, "Don't, please."

	"I won't," Bobby told him.

	By the time Steven had beaten Carson swimming to the other end of
the pool and back, beating Carson by a scant few seconds, Michael was
already going down on Bobby.

	As Carson moved in between Steven's legs as he sat on the edge of
the pool, he motioned to Bobby and Michael on their lounge chairs, where
Michael was going all the way down on Bobby's dick.  "Bobby didn't even
have to race for his," Carson told his friend.  He didn't get the answer in
return that he was expecting though...

	"No, he didn't, but if I get to fuck you and then just give you a
blowjob for now that will work."

	"Not a chance, lover," Carson told Steven in reply.  "Turn about is
still fair play."

	Then Carson took Steven into his mouth, as always enjoying the
taste of his boyfriend's penis, despite the chlorine from the pool that
lingered there.

	On the lounge chairs, Michael sensed from the change in the taste
of Bobby's pre-cum that Bobby was about to fill his mouth with his semen.
He wasn't wrong - just a moment later, Bobby blasted four squirts into his
mouth.  Michael swallowed the entire amount, none of it leaking from his
lips.

	After he swallowed the last of it down, Michael looked over and
told Bobby, "You know, your cum really tastes sweet, but you know what?
Your pre-cum gets really salty right before you cum though."

	Bobby just grinned at him in reply.

	Bobby leaned over to kiss Michael, which turned out to be a rather
long, deep kiss, sharing a lot of tongue with each other.  They broke the
kiss when they heard Steven grunt a couple times, and turned to look at the
other two boys.  Carson wasn't as successful at keeping all of Steven's cum
in his mouth, but what leaked out; he quickly licked up after he had pulled
his mouth away from Steven's dick.

* * *

	Alex held the index finger from one hand against the opening of
Joey's asshole while he worked his index and forefinger from his other hand
more inside and twisting around into Joey.  Joey was writhing underneath
him, enjoying the ministrations he was getting from Alex.

	Brandon caught Alex's eye as he stood up, and once more the boys
exchanged an unspoken thought.  Alex moved back, allowing Brandon to move
up behind Joey, guiding his stiffness toward Joey's waiting hole.  Joey let
out a small gasp and arched his back more as Brandon slowly pushed him way
inside him.  This was so much better than when he had inserted his fingers
(sometimes two at a time) into himself when he masturbated.  Brandon,
kneeling on the lounge chair behind him began to press his way deeper
inside Joey's canal.  As Brandon deepened his penetration, he moved up, so
that he was more above Joey than behind him.  This allowed Alex a better
angle to continue lubricating his own asshole.

	Alex took his cue quite correctly, and taking the bottle of lube,
allowed some of the gel to drip into his lover's crack.  He then began to
work the lube into Brandon in just the same manner he had done to Joey
minutes before.  Brandon eased back a little and coaxed Joey to lay down
flat on his stomach below him.  This way it would make it easier for Alex
to get on top and mount him as he continued his sexual journey into Joey.

	When Joey finally added himself completely into the mix, the added
weight on top of him as Alex slowly guided himself into Brandon made him a
bit uncomfortable.  Once Alex was inside though, he stayed positioned above
Brandon on his hands and knees, resting his weight there, instead of on the
boys underneath him.  This allowed Brandon's motions, thrusting his hips as
he fucked Joey's ass to also work Alex's dick in and out of him at the same
time.

	Alex found this exciting and stimulating, but not so much as
Brandon did.  Having his dick burying itself in their cute friend, while
his lover's penetrated him was driving him wild.  He clenched up his ass
cheeks involuntarily as he came into Joey, gripping Alex's dick inside his
anal canal.  This had the effect of setting Alex off inside him just
seconds after he had deposited his own seed inside Joey.  After their
nearly simultaneous orgasms, both boys collapsed, their combined weight now
resting on top of Joey.

	Joey's discomfort with their combined weight on top of him did not
allow them to stay this way long though, he had to ask them to get off of
him.  When all three boys got up they looked at the towel Joey had been
laying on - there was a large deposit of cum left there, as well as what
was on his stomach.  They were impressed.  There was no secret now that
Joey had cum while Brandon was fucking him...

* * *

	Now, are there any guesses on which line in this chapter I recently
used with MY boyfriend?

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