Date: Mon, 25 Jan 1999 06:52:08 PST
From: JACKIN BOY <robjcn@hotmail.com>
Subject: Brandon

This story is an erotic story involving a boy/boy realtionship. If you are
disturbed by this, please don't read any further. Also if you are under the
age of 18, don't read any further.


Brandon
By Jackin Boy

	
Being the son of a Air Force officer can be kind of a drag. It means you
move a lot. We must have moved about seven times since I was six years old.
You make friends, and just when you get settled in, it is time to move
again. Then you make new friends and start the cycle all over again. So I
have learned not to get attached to anyone, that way I never get hurt. The
last move we made was to Edwards Air base in what they call the high desert
of California. It is a Godawful place in the middle of nowhere. In the
Summer it gets to be 120 degrees in the shade and in the winter it gets
very cold, and sometimes even snows. We have been here about six months,
and I really haven't found any kids my age in my neighborhood on the base,
so I basically stay to myself. I do have a few friends at school, but no
one really close. My name is Erik, and I am 14 years old. I am 5'4", 95lbs
with brown hair and hazel eyes. I spend most of my time skateboarding
around the base and riding my bike. Since the base is on the ouskirts of
town, I don't get to see it much.

Then one day a new family moved in two doors down. I watched as the big
moving van pulled up, but all I saw were four big burly men moving
furniture into the house. (Actually all the houses were bungalos) I
wondered who was moving in. Just then a station wagon pulled up and our new
neighbors got out of the car. First the dad, a big mechanic-looking guy,
then the mom, a petite little woman. Then a girl of about 11 got out and
the last one to get out of the car was the most beautiful blonde boy about
my age got out. Were my eyes deceiving me? Finally someone my age to hang
out with, and he is beautiful too. I decided I had to meet him now! I
nervously walked towards the new family to welcome them.

"Hi! Are you moving in?" I said. Duh! how could I say something so stupid!!

"Yeah, we're the Andersons. I am Bob, This is my wife Kathy, my daughter
Cindi, and this is my son Brandon," Bob said.

"Hi!", they all said as they shook my hand one at a time. When I shook
hands with Brandon, electricity ran through my body and when he looked me
in the eye, I just melted. He was even more beautiful up close. He was
about my height and build, with blonde hair shaved close on the sides and
cropped on the top. He had the deepest blue eyes I had ever seen. He was
wearing a white tank top style undershirt, and skaters pants hung low on
his hips so that about 4 inches of his red boxers were showing out of the
top. The tank top he was wearing had worked its way up above his navel, I
suppose from the long drive. He was the most beautiful thing I had seen in
a long time.

"I am Erik, I live two doors down"

"Cool!, I was wondering if there would be any kids my age here" Brandon
answered.

"Yeah, but I think I am the only one."

"That's okay, I am usually a one friend type of guy"

"Yeah, me too. Hey!, you want to come over my house for a few, I mean until
the movers get done?"

"Is it okay Dad?" Brandon asked his father.

"Don't you want to see our new place?" His Dad asked

"Dad, how different could it be from the last place, or the place before
that? If you've seen one base house, you've seen them all".

"Alright, son, but don't be too long, we have a lot of unpacking to do once
these movers are done".

"Thanks Dad!"

"Lets go", I said as I started running towards my house. Within seconds,
Brandon had caught up with me. We went into my house and my mom was in the
kitchen.

"Mom, this is Brandon, he is just moving in two doors down". I told her.

"Hi Brandon, nice to meet you" She said, extending her hand.

"Uh - Nice to meet you", Brandon said, shaking my mom's hand.

"I am gonna show him my room, okay?", I said.

"Sure" my mom answered. "I'm going to have to see if I have anything for a
welcome gift, I think I still have a loaf of banana bread and some cookies"
She said as she started looking in the cupboards. My mom was the type that
thought she was the welcoming commitee.

"Come on!" I said, grabbing Brandons hand and pulling him towards my
bedroom. Man his hands felt so soft. More electricity shot through my body.

"Cool room!", Brandon said. "You have a N64 and a playstation?"

Yeah, my Dad bought one for my birthday and one for Christmas, and a ton of
games".

"Wow! you have your own computer too? Are you on the web?"

"Yeah, I'm online. Do you have a computer?"

My dad does, but he don't let me use it much, though, and then he is in the
same room with me. My friend John where I used to live had a computer and
let me surf whenever I was there"

"So you are familiar with the web then?"

"Yeah, I can surf. John showed me some cool sites, too."

"You want to check it out?"

"Maybe later. Can we play N64?"

"Sure, I have Mortal Kombat in right now"

We sat on the bed next to each other (oooh!) and started the game. My Mom
popped her head in and said she was taking a welcome gift to Brandons
house. My bed was kind of soft, so when we sat on the bed, we couldn't help
but be touching. I could feel his warm thigh next to mine, and it was
getting hard to concentrate, but I didn't care if I lost as long as I was
next to this beautiful boy.

"It's hard for me to play sitting down" I said as I hit pause and got on
the bed and layed on my stomach

"Yeah, me too!" Brandon said as he got up and layed down next to me.

We continued to play as we layed next to each other. Everytime one of us
jerked the controller, our bodies slid closer and closer together until we
were so close you couldn't slip a piece of paper between us. I could feel
my dick begin to get hard from the feeling of his warm body next to mine.
My mind began to drift, thinking of what it would be like if we were lying
naked on my bed. How it would feel to have his hard meat in my mouth, what
his cum would taste like, how good of a kisser he might be. But I dismissed
those thoughts, what are the chances that the most beautiful boy on the
planet is not only living in my neighborhood, but is gay too?

"Is it hot in here to you?" I said as I hit pause on the game.

"Yeah, maybe a little" Brandon answered.

So I got up and took my shirt off and went to the window and slid it
open. I could have swore Brandon was checking me out as I walked back from
the window. I still had a semi that was patially tenting my shorts out too,
and it seemed he was looking back and forth between that and my bare chest.

"You can take yours off to, if you are hot that is" I told Brandon.

"Come to think of it, I am kind of hot too" Brandon said as he took his
shirt off. He had the most beautiful upper torso I had ever seen in my
life. He had some definition an his pecs and the beginnings of a cool six
pack. We just stood there looking at each others bodies for a few minutes.
I was beginning to get hard again from looking at his body, causing my
shorts to tent out again. I could tell Brandon was starting to pitch a tent
of his own, also.

We layed back down on the bed as before and began playing the game. The
feeling of his warm skin against mine was really turning me on. His skin
was so smooth. I wish I could just lean over and kiss him right on the lips
and runmy hands all over his bare chest. I wish I could rip thos pants and
his boxers right off of him and free his rock hard cock. I wish I could
suck him off and drink his hot cum. He was so beautiful and it was taking
everything within me to keep from attacking this blonde adonis. I wonder if
he was thinking the same thing as I was. I wonder if he was sexually
attracted to me also.

Just when I thought I couldn't take anymore, I heard the front door open
and heard my mom call out "Erik, Brandon's dad want's him to come home
now".

"Okay mom, he is coming" (I wish he was, right in my mouth).

"Fuck! just when I was about to kick your ass!" Brandon said as I turned
the game off and tossed him his shirt.

"You wish, punk" I answered him "You mean just as I was about to kick you
ass!"

"You and what army!" He answered.

"Oh yeah! Come here you little punk" I said as I lunged at him and tried to
wrestle him to to the ground. He was a little stronger than he looked, and
he almost took me down, but I ended up overtaking him and pinning him to
the ground. I straddled his mid section and placed my knees on his arms.

"Take it back!" I said.

"No way, I ain't taking nothing back"

"Tell me I am the most powerful, I am king" I could feel my cock begin to
get hard as I sat on top of him.

"Suck my dick!" Brandon answered in a defiant voice.

"It looks like you're in more of a position to suck my dick, huh!" (I wish
he would!).

He didn't say anything, he just looked towards my crotch. Was this guy
sending signals or what?

Just then my mom came in the door and said, "Alright, Erik, get off of him
and let him go home".

"Oh alright, mom" I said as I got off of him and reached out my arm to help
him up. He grabbed my hand and I pulled him to his feet. I put my shirt
back on and ran my hand through my hair.

"Need any help over there?" I asked Brandon.

"Yeah, I guess you could help me put my room together"

"Is it okay mom, I did all my chores and cleaned up my room"

"I suppose so, but be home in time for dinner, okay?" my mom answered.

"Okay, thanks mom!" I said as Brandon and I ran out the door.

We walked into his house, which was cluttered about with boxes and
furniture. Man what a mess, I thought. This is why I hate moving. You have
to figure out where to put all your crap.

"Dad, I'm back!" Brandon called out.

"In here!" I heard his mom call out from the kitchen.

We slalomed through the boxes and finally arrived at the kitchen.

"Hi Erik" His mom said.

"Hi", I answered.

"Mom, Erik is going to help me with my room" Brandon told his mom.

"Well thank you Erik, that is very thoughtful of you.

We headed back to Brandons room and began moving stuff around. First we set
up his bed and then put his dresser in place. We put all of his shirts and
pants away in his closet. Then we put away his sock and (mmmm!) undewear
away. He had quite an assortment of boxer shorts. He had some plaid ones
and some with cool designs. I picked up one pair that had hearts all over
them.

"What's this?", I asked, holding them up.

"For the girls", he quipped.

Soon we had his room put together. He had a collection of about 17 jet
fighter models. A couple of F-16's, some FA-18's, B-2 bombers and planes
from other countries. We hung them all from the ceiling with fishing
line. It looked like world war III was taking place right in his bedroom.
When we left his room, we found that his mom and dad already had the living
room done and most of the boxes were gone. We decided to see if he could
come back over to my house.

"Mom, can I go back over to Erik's house?", Brandon asked.

"Is your room all together?" she answered.

"Yep!" he exclaimed.

"Okay, I guess so."

We took off to my house and went back to my room.

"Should we have a rematch?" I asked Brandon.

"Yeah, so I can kick your ass again!" Brandon said.

"What do you mean, again? We never finished the first game."

'Well, I was in the process of kicking you ass then."

We played the N-64 for a while, taking turns kicking each others ass. If my
mom wasn't home, I would have suggested we play "strip Nintendo", so I
would have a chance to see him naked. I had a hard-on just from being next
to him. Then I suggested Brandon stay for dinner and the night.  He went to
his house to ask permission, and I asked my Mom also. She said it was okay,
if it was okay with Brandon's parents.

Less than five minutes later, Brandon was at our door with his backpack
stuffed full. We went back to my room to play some more N64. After a while,
my mom called us to dinner. We ate, had small talk with my mom and 50
questions from my Dad. He drove me crazy when he did that.

The rest of the night we watched t.v., played video games, talked about
ourselves and wrestled around. At one point, during one of our many
wrestling matches that night, I could have swore he brushed against my
crotch on porpose. I brushed against his a few times also. Maybe he was
returning the favor. I sure hope so, because this blonde baby was making me
so very hot, just from being in the same room with him.

By the end of the night, we had stripped down to only our boxer shorts.
That is when the wrestling started to become more interesting. At one
point, during a game of nintendo, Brandon accused me of cheating.

"You cheater!!!" Brandon exclaimed.

"I am not cheating" I answered.

"Uh-huh! you're cheating!"

"Am not!"

"Are too"

"Are so"

"Not!"

"So!"

"Not!"

"So!"

"I am not!" I exclaimed one last time as I lunged for Brandon and wrestled
him to the ground. We rolled around the floor, him on top, me on top, him
on top, me on top. I noticed he was starting to pitch a tent in his boxers.
At one point in our wrestling around, I allowed my knee to Brush against
his groin area. Oh how I just wanted to reach out and grab his pulsating
rod and stroke it. Bt now, I was also beginning to tent out my boxers. Then
I managed to get on top of him again, straddling his mid section as I
rested my knees on his elbows.

"Take it back!" I demanded.

"No!", He said in mock defiance.

"Take it back!"

"Suck my dick!"

"There you go again, saying my line again!" That's when I noticed Brandon
was staring at my groin area. I looked down and noticed my hard 6" cock was
poking out of the slit in my boxers. I also could feel his cock poking at
my backside. I couldn't believe it! There I was, sitting on top of the most
beautiful boy I had ever seen, and we were both hard as a rock! This must
be a gift from heaven.

"You like what you see?" I said with a grin. Brandon didn't say a word, he
just continued staring at my dick. That is when I decided to take a risk. I
reached around behind me and grabbed his dick through his boxers and gave
it a good squeeze. That is when Brandon did the unexpected!  He lifted his
head off of the floor, and sticking out his tongue, he licked the head of
my dick. I released his arms as I looked into his beautiful blue eyes and
smiled. He grabbed the base of my dick with one hand and placed his other
hand on my hip and pulled himself up so his mouth was at the ready position
for....you know what! He opened his mouth and took the head of my cut dick
into his mouth. I moaned as I continued to stroke his dick through his
boxers. He was jacking me while he rolled his tongue around my throbbing
dickhead. I could have cum right then and there in his mouth, but I decided
it was too risky at the moment. I pulled my dick away from his mouth and
got off of him. "Wait here" I said as I slowly opened the door and walked
out of the room, closing the door behind me. The rest of the house was
dark, so I assumed my parents already went to bed. I walked towards their
room and put my ear to the door. I could hear my father's familiar snoring,
and my mother's heavy breathing. Good! they are asleep, I thought to myself
and headed back to my room.

I closed the door behind me and pushed the lock in. I got back on top of
him and said "Now, where were we" as I let my hard dick poke back out of my
boxers. Bandon began sucking my dick as I stroked him. Man it felt good!
"You've done this before" I said. "Mmmhmm" Brandon returned. Then I pulled
away again and got off of him and stood to my feet. "Stand up", I told
Brandon. He stood up in front of me and placed his hand on my hips. We
instinctively kissed as I put my arms around him and pulled him close to
me. Our bare chests were glued together as we continued to tongue kiss, our
arms caressing each others backs. I grabbed his firm little ass and pulled
his body into my groin. "Mmmmm" he moaned as I we ground into each other.
Then I pushed him away slightly as I pushed his boxers down until I was
stopped by his hard rod. I got down on my knees and took his boxers to the
floor as his dick bounced out. His dick was about five inches in length and
uncut. I was facinated by his dick as I had never seen an uncut dick up
close. I first started playing with his foreskin, moving it back ind forth
over the purple head of his perfectly straight dick. I mean, there wasn't
even a slight bend in any direction, it just stood straight out. I
continued to play with his foreskin until I saw pre-cum begin to dribble
out of the slit. I eagerly licked up his candy and savoured the taste --
sweet as taffy I might add. Then I pulled his foreskin back and placed my
lips around the head of his beautiful cock. "Mmmmmm", I heard brandon moan
as I began to roll my tongue around the head. I sucked on his dick
slightly, extracting more pre-cum into my mouth. Then I began to take more
of him into my mouth, jacking him slowly as I went. He moaned again as I
took the rest of him into my mouth, burying my nose in his small tuft of
blonde pubic hair that has begun to form at the base of his dick. By this
time, I could feel my own precum dribblin out of me and forming a wet spot
in my boxers. I went down on him a few more times and then took him out of
my mouth. I stood up and walked to the bed, taking Brandon by the hand as I
went. As brandon lay on my bed, I slipped out of my boxers and threw them
in the corner of the room.

Brandon and I lay side by side on the bed and began kissing again. We
rolled around on the bed for a while, him on top of me, then me on top of
him, stroking and caressing each other like two sex starved lovers. When I
was at last back on top of him, I started kissing his neck and chest. I
sucked on each of his firm, dime-size nipples. Brandon moaned in delight as
I continue kissing down to his navel. When I got to his groin, I began to
kiss and lick his hairless balls. I took them one at a time into my mouth
and rolled them around my mouth with my tongue. Then I licked the underside
of his cock from his balls up to the head and lick more pre-cum that was
forming at his piss slit.

Then I manuevered my body around until we were in a 69 position. I took him
into my mouth as Brandon began to suck my dick. As we continued to give
each other blow jobs, I began to grab his ass and pulled his mid-section
into my face, allowing me to get more of him into my mouth. Then I let my
fingers glide along the crack of his ass until I found his little pucker. I
began to push against it as I heard Brandon moan in pleasure. I stop
sucking him long enough to lick my finger, then resumed pumping his dick
with my mouth. I returned my finger to his ass and begin pushing against
his hole until my finger slipped into his cavity. "Ooohh Mmmmm!" Brandon
moaned as I begin to move my finger deeper into his ass. When Brandon
jerked slightly and moaned a little louder, I knewd have found his little
prostate. I began to massage his prostate and suck on his dick. By now
Brandon was jerking around the bed like a bucking bronco. A few moments
later I felt his ass clamp down on my finger and his dick swell inside my
mouth. I heard Brandons muffled moans as he began to suck harder on my
dick. Jet after jet of his boy-cum began to fill my mouth, which was enough
to cause me to fill his mouth with my cum.

After we had both spent our loads, we lay next to each other in a spoon
position and fell to sleep, both of us happy to have found someone to love.

To be continued.....

Any comments, questions etc.? E mail me at robjcn@hotmail.com