Date: Fri, 22 Nov 2002 13:01:06 -0500
From: Jesse Fonda <jf2411@bellsouth.net>
Subject: "Greg and Danny"

This is a story of teenage boys engaging in sex. If you
don't approve or are not of legal age please move on.
Although I did jerk off with my best friend as a kid, his
name wasn't Billy.
This story is a total fantasy.
Always practice safe sex. Have fun but don't be stupid.
If you enjoy the story let me know.


"Greg and Danny"


My best friend, Bobby looked like a kid from a Saturday
Evening Post cover. He had reddish brown hair, freckles and
brown eyes. I had a round face, light brown hair and blue
eyes. We started jerking off together just before we turned
12 and sometimes we would jerk off each other.

We were 14 that summer. Bobby's brother, Greg was about two
years older maybe a little more.

Danny and Greg always hung out together. Since Danny and
Greg were older our Mom's referred to them as the 'big kids'
and Bobby and I as the 'little kids'. The 'big kids' had no
time for the 'little kids' in the neighborhood.

If you remember the 'Father Knows Best' TV shows, Danny
looked like Bud, the son, played by Billy Grey. I had a
crush on Danny since I was 7 and had first moved into the
neighborhood.

So back when Greg and Bobby's parents bought the boys a tent
it was quickly decided that Danny and Greg would sleep out
together on one night and Bobby and I on a different night
because we just couldn't get along.

It just seemed we 'little kids' were always in their way or
messing with their stuff or doing something to bother the
'big kids'. Somehow it was never the 'big kids' fault.

And so the story begins.

Bobby and I were sleeping out in the tent that Saturday
night. Actually I was slowly jerking Bobby off. I had jerked
off in the shower after dinner so it was just Bobby that was
horny and after all, what are best friends for?

It was August and hot. We had our blankets thrown back and
were lying there naked. I vaguely heard a car door slam and
thought, "Greg must be home from his date". I didn't really
pay attention but when we heard a noise very close to the
tent we quickly yanked the covers back up over us.

Greg softly whispered, "Hey! You guys asleep?" We tried to
pretend to be but he had heard us moving and knew better. He
started to crawl in with us.

"I'm sleeping out with you guys. Move over", he announced.
We didn't have too much choice. Remember we were both naked
so we couldn't just jump up and start bitching.

This was a new one. Greg had never done this before.

Greg got over on my other side (God forbid he should sleep
next to his brother) and started to undress. When he was
down to his briefs he grabbed the edge of my blanket and
pulled it over him and lay down.

Damn! how was I going to get my underwear back on? If Greg
realized what we were doing all hell would break loose. I
had tried to get Greg to mess around a couple of times but
he never would and seemed insulted that I had asked him.
Though as far as I know he never told anyone.

Damn! I couldn't be wiggling around. I'd just have to wait
until he was asleep then get them on, so I just stayed as
quiet as possible and waited. I never gave a thought to poor
Bobby. He had been almost ready to cum.

After about a half hour, it seemed, Bobby was gently
snoring. I still wasn't sure about Greg so I waited a little
longer. I was on my left side facing Bobby. Greg was behind
me. Then Greg started to move. I jumped a little when he
rolled on his side, closer to me and put his hand on my
waist.

SHIT! Now what the hell do I do? I didn't dare move and
almost stopped breathing. After a few minutes his hand
started to move lower. I could tell the exact instant he
realized I was bare ass naked. SHIT!

He rolled away and I felt him moving around and then he
rolled back behind me but closer. He pressed against my
back. I could feel him from my shoulder blades to the back
of my knees. The bastard had taken his briefs off!

I felt his hard dick pressed against my butt crack. What the
fuck was he thinking? SHIT!

He started to slowly rub his cock against my crack pressing
deeper with each push. The son of a bitch wanted to FUCK me.

It's not like I was totally against the idea. I had been
fucked before. But Greg! JESUS! I figured there wasn't much
I could do. I surely didn't want Bobby to know that his
brother was trying to get into my hole. I relaxed and tried
to think. His dick didn't seem very big and he was beginning
to produce pre-cum. Maybe it would be ok.

I decided there was no point in just lying there and letting
him have all the fun so I started pushing back. Soon we had
a nice rhythm going. It felt ok for me and he was obviously
enjoying it. The end of his cock started rubbing my pucker
and I was very aware of the slippery feeling of his pre-
slime.

Greg started to slide faster, all of a sudden he pushed a
little harder and the tip of his cock slipped almost into
me. He stopped dead for about 30 seconds then rolled away.
What the hell happened here? Did he realize he almost
penetrated me and got disgusted with the idea of what he was
doing?

He made no attempt to start again and I soon realized it was
over. My butt was a little sticky so I dug around for my
shorts and got my handkerchief and wiped it up. Then found
my underwear and put them back on, rolled over and went to
sleep.

Sometime later I woke up. It was still dark. Greg was sound
asleep judging from his breathing. I slowly reached for his
crotch. He was hard but boy was he small. That little sucker
wasn't much bigger than my thumb.

Not a word had been said that night. When I woke up Greg was
gone. The incident was never mentioned and I never told
Bobby what had happened.

The August of the following summer it happened again except
that Bobby and I both had our underwear on and were nearly
asleep. Greg crawled in, stripped and got under the blanket
behind me. We waited until we were sure Bobby was asleep
then Greg moved against my back and discovered my Jockeys. I
peeled them off and was ready. Another big difference was
that I hadn't just been fucked before. By this time I had
been really fucked by an older guy with a big dick that I
had meet the previous March. I was more than ready for this.

This time I made sure Greg was in as far as possible and
finished off. When it was done I realized he had come the
year before. He just wasn't a big shooter. It really wasn't
worth the trouble.

You may be wondering why I called this story Greg and Danny.
You're about to find out.

Three weeks later I had met my older friend and spent the
night with him. My parents thought I was sleeping out with
the kids up the road, about a mile away. We had a great time
and I was wishing for more, but wouldn't see him again until
the end of September.

The next day I was feeling pretty down, so just after lunch,
I was walking over to Bobby's house, through Danny's back
yard when I spotted Danny in the driveway working on his new
car, a red Pontiac convertible. It was 4 years old but new
to him. He was wearing Wranglers and no shirt. DAMN! He
looked good. I detoured to the left and headed toward him.

He was good looking with a really great, toned body. He
played football in high school but he wasn't very big so he
worked out with weights in the garage and drank banana
shakes to put on weight. Believe me it worked.

"Nice car" I said as I approached him checking that tight
little ass of his.

"Hey!" he said as he turned and saw me. "Thanks, I just
picked it up Thursday. You like it?"

I was stunned.  We were actually having a conversation.

"Yea! It's beautiful." I answered. I wasn't just talking
about the car either. His body was beautiful too.

He turned toward the garage and grabbed a rag and started to
wipe his hands and said, "Do you want to go for a ride?"

"Sure!" I wasn't going to turn this chance down. Especially
since he was actually talking to me like an equal, human
type person. I guessed the new car had him in a good mood.

"Hop in", he said. He slammed the hood and grabbed his tee
shirt and pulled it on as he got behind the wheel and
started the car.

"He's actually going to let me ride in his car like a normal
person, Will wonders never cease?" I thought as I got in the
other side.

We drove listening to the radio and not saying much. I was
satisfied just to be sitting next to him in his shiny
convertible and he was satisfied just driving it. We drove
about 45 minutes. I knew we were close to the state park,
when he pulled onto a smaller road that wound up through the
woods.

We went about a mile and he turned onto an even narrower
road and shortly into what I thought were bushes but there
was an old grown over dirt road there. Not much more than a
wide path. He pulled in a short way, past a turn and
stopped. There was no way someone could see the car from the
road.

"Come on", he said as he got out. "I have something I want
to show you". He went back and opened the trunk and got out
an old quilt that had seen better days. "Follow me" he said
and started down a path through the woods.

We walked about thirty yards and came out of the woods into
a small meadow. There was a small pond on the other side of
the meadow. It was a beautiful spot. He stopped and I came
up beside him and looked over at Danny. He was standing
there with a big grin and asked, "What do you think?"

"It's great! How did you ever find this place?" I asked
him.

"My friend, Justin, brought me here about three years ago.
His grandfather owns the property and used to live in an old
farmhouse up that way until it burnt down about fifteen
years ago. Then he moved into town." He explained, pointing
off to the left. "I sometimes come up here by myself. You're
the only other person I've ever brought here."

He started walking across the meadow and I followed. As we
got closer I realized from the sound that it wasn't a pond
at all but a small stream bubbling down the hill over the
rocks and falling about three feet into a pool.

The stream must have been dug out to widen it and was damned
at the lower end. On the other side were trees growing above
a bank of about four feet or so and shading the pool on that
side. Danny asked, "Want to go in?"

"Sure!" I replied, realizing immediately we would have to
skinny dip. Danny turned and spread out the quilt and began
to undress. I was right there with him. This was turning out
to be a GREAT day. I was right behind him as he waded out
into the water. Damn! it was cold.

We splashed around for a while until we got used to the cold
water and finally each found a rock to sit on about five
feet apart. The water only came up to just above our
nipples. If you think I wasn't checking that boy out you're
dead wrong. I had to allow for shrinkage though, you know?

We sat and talked for a few minutes. Well! I was talking.
Danny was sitting there watching me. It finally dawned on me
that he wasn't saying anything and I asked "What?"

He said, "I heard you and Greg were messing around in the
tent".

Well! There was only one person he could have gotten that
information from, so I figured there was no point in denying
it. "Yea! We messed around a little", I said.

He stood up and asked, "Do you want to mess around with
this"?  He was nearly hard!

He had a nice dick, not too long and not too fat. It was
perfect with a slight upward curve. I moved toward him not
rising too much and reached up and fondled his balls.
Leaning forward I licked the head of his dick and then took
it into my mouth all the way. When it touched the back of my
throat I just let it slid in. Then began to suck. Despite
the cold water I was getting hard too.

Danny groaned softly. Guess he liked that. I didn't suck his
hard meat for very long when he asked, "Do you want to go up
on the blanket?"

I released his nice tool and stood up. "Are you going to
fuck me?" I asked him. I figured that's what Greg told
Danny he did.

"Yea!" he said, "You ok with that?"

I nodded my head yes, turned and let him follow me up to
where we had left the old quilt.

I sat down as he stood in front of me and patted the quilt
indicating he should kneel in front of me. When he did I
lay back, spit on my fingers and began to massage the spit
into my recently stretched hole. A little more spit and I
worked in two fingers and slowly opened up to take Danny's
cock.

I was ready so I sat up and leaned forward and took Danny's
fuck tool, that I was about to enjoy, into my mouth to get
him lubricated. When I felt he was ready too I lay back
again and raised my legs.

Danny asked, "Aren't you going to roll over? Greg always
lays on his stomach".

SHIT! If I wasn't already lying down you could have knocked
me over with a feather, I had never even suspected. No
wonder Greg had never wanted to mess around with me when I
had asked him to. I guess Greg just decided to fuck me those
two times to find out what Danny felt all the times he
fucked Greg.

I tried to hide my astonishment, smiled at him and said,
"This way is better".

He moved closer and I took his beautiful, smooth cock in my
hand and guided him to my boy-pussy. I felt a small shock go
up my spine when the tip touched my wet, puckered asshole. I
had wanted Danny for so many years and it was about to
happen.

The head slowly began to enter me. I've always been able to
relax my sphincter muscle fairly easily, and after using my
two fingers, (and being fucked twice by a much larger dick
the night before), I didn't offer him much resistance.

He slowly slid deep into me as he leaned over me and I
lifted my legs and wrapped them around his waist. I was
watching his face and it was clear he was really liking this
a lot.

I made up my mind that Danny was going to enjoy fucking me a
lot more than he ever enjoyed fucking Greg.

His hands were planted on either side of me just below my
shoulder level. I looked into his handsome face and said,
"You can put all your weight on me. I won't break".

He lowered himself until he was lying on top of me, his face
next to mine. He ground his hips to force his manly meat in
to its fullest length while I tightened the grip of my legs
to pull him in even deeper.

He started to pull out and I lowered myself away from him at
the same time until the head was stuck behind my ring
muscle, which I had tightened around him. As his dick began
the down stroke I pulled up. We got into the rhythm with no
problem and began to fuck like we were demented. I'd tighten
on the outstroke and relax as he drove his hard rod into me.
This young man was really learning how to fuck a boy-pussy.
And the boy-pussy loved it.

I wish it had lasted longer but I wasn't complaining Danny
was spectacular. When he started to cum I could feel every
contraction as I tightened down and started to milk his dick
with my ass muscles. It takes practice but I had a good
teacher.

After our legs firmed up again we were able to get up, go
down to the water and clean up. We walked back to the
blanket and lay in the sun to dry.

I think we both dozed off for a while. After about an hour I
opened my eyes and Looked over at Danny. He had his eyes
closed but I didn't think he was asleep.

I asked him, "Was it ok?"

He said, "Jesus! The fucking was GREAT but could I ask you
something?"

I said "Sure!"

He started, "When we were in the water the first time and
you sucked my cock?"

"Yea?" I said.

"Would you do that again?" He almost begged.

I surely didn't have a problem with granting that request,
but I had to know. "Didn't Greg ever suck you off?" I
asked.

He shook his head no.

I rolled over and got up on my hands and knees and moved
down until I was between his legs. I started by taking ahold
of his hardening meat and moving it to the side and I began
licking his balls. He was squirming by the time I took that
beautiful piece of dickmeat into my mouth. I guess you don't
need a blow-by-blow :-)  Suffice it to say I almost sucked that
young man's balls out through his piss tube and if I had he
wouldn't have complained.

Danny and I only did it that once but that once was great.

I heard he was getting married about three months later,
that he was married about two months after that, and had a
son about four months after that. The only thing I could
think of was that he took his girl friend out the Saturday
night after we were together and he then knew enough not to
roll her over before he fucked her and knocked her up.

Greg went to divinity school, became a missionary and went
to Africa.

Bobby is still my best friend even though he is married and
has three kids. We don't jerk each other off anymore.

THE END