Date: Tue, 19 Dec 2006 09:51:16 -0700
From: Jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: "I'd Do Anything for You"  by Jay Roberts     Gay Young Friends

This is young friends section but it is not for young friends under 18 to
read.  Begone if you are under 18.  Thank you.



Dilly and Joe were friends since sixth grade when Dilly moved in Central
Corners, Ohio.  They took to each other immediately.  It was weird how many
commonalities they had.  They were both fifteen years old, both born on the
exact same day.  The looked like fraternal twins.  Their last names began
with the same letter.  That meant they were seated near each other and
stood on lines behind one another.  "It's uncanny," said Joe, looking at
their two naked bodies in the school shower. "We both have exactly the same
muscle development and..."

"And our pricks look exactly the same," Dilly seconded, giving his a nice
flip which he shouldn't have done because it began to pick up an interest
and got a little thick.

Each boy had a lick of hair that stood up stubbornly no matter how much
Butch Wax they slathered on.

Joe said that he had a theory that Dilly's father, now deceased, was a
traveling salesman and maybe, just maybe he fucked Joe's mother.

"Could be," mused Joe.  "It doesn't make any difference because I love you
like a brother anyway.

Their sport was track.  Their times were close.  Sometimes Joe won a race,
other times Dilly.  It just worked out great to prevent any jealously.
However, it isn't likely that they would be envious of each other.  They
were above that.

Dilly got a wonderful affirmation of Joe's character.  One day Dilly's Mom
cornered Joe while Dilly was upstairs getting his running shoes.  He called
down that he broke a lace and that he'd be down in a few minutes.  Her Mom
took the moment to quiz Joe.  "Dilly's school work isn't so good this year.
Is he having trouble with girls or drugs?"

"Mrs. Sneed, I don't know anything about what you are asking, but even if I
knew, I wouldn't rat on my best friend.  You could pull out my fingernails
one by one and I would still protect Joe."

Joe had come down and stood outside the door and heard everything.  Tears
sprang to his young eyes.  When they were outside, Joe grabbed Dilly and
gave him one of those jock hugs, you know, the head way on the side and
three strong pats on the back, but a bone crushing clutch.  "I heard how
you handled my mom.  That was beautiful.  I'd do the same for you.

The idea of 'doing the same' came up the following Saturday night in
Dilly's basement.  Dilly sat on the couch next to Joe, they were watching
some soft core porno.  Dilly turned to Joe and started to say something and
then stopped three times..  "Hey Dilly, what's on your mind.  Spit it out.
I won't bite you."  (He didn't realize the import of those words right
then.)

"Well you said you'd do anything for me, is that right?"  Dilly finally
blurted out.

"Sure, ask me anything," Joe said wondering what this was all about.

"Would you stop a bullet?"

"Sure"

"Would you give up your best girl to me?"

"Yeah, but not happily and I'd retaining fucking rights.  But neither of us
have a girl."

Dilly sighed, "That's what I'm going to talk about.  We, neither or us,
have a girl, we are living a life of sexual deprivation,"

"That's true.  My hand is developing great muscles though, yours looks
pretty big too."

Dilly continued haltingly.  "If I asked you, would you give me a blow job?"

"Oh shit.  Do you mean you have been thinking about this a lot?"

"Yeah, I'm going nuts.  I'm hard all the time.  I need release.  Naturally
I thought of you, my best friend who would stop a bullet for me.  This is
easier than that."

Joe sat stunned.  "But you know I'm not gay.  I never, ever thought about
other guys in a sexual way and especially my almost brother."

Dilly turned away and looked at the wall.  "Okay forget I asked, but if you
had asked me, I would have said "yes" immediately."

"That's because you are gay you fruit, you cock sucker and ass licker."  He
thought a minute and they said, "Besides if I ever should do it, you'd
never return the favor."

Dilly turned back.  "I would, I would bro."

Joe thought a moment.  The problem is that if it wasn't even steven the
other guy would have something on the one who sucked.  I got an idea.  I
can do it."

Dilly brightened.  "You will.  We can do it right now, my Mom won't be back
from Pasture Falls for four hours.  He started to undo his belt.


Joe put a restraining hand on Dilly.  "Hold the phone pal I didn't say I'd
do you.  But, if we both did it to each other, then neither one would have
bragging rights."

Dilly said excitedly, "Yeah, that's what I mean.  Please get me off and
then I'll do you."

"Every guy has heard that one before.  Once a guy comes, he's not
interested in more sex and surely not interested in getting the other off.
No, it's thanks and goodbye."  But, if we do each other at the same
time....."

Dilly looked blank and then a slow smile began to form on his youthful
face.  "You are suggesting maybe sixty-nine, you dawg."

"I couldn't say it better or more succinctly......with the accent on the
suc in succinctly."

Dilly nodded his head vigorously and began again to open his belt.

"Not so fast my lusty friend.  I don't know about you, but I'm not going to
put a pissy flavored dick into my innocent mouth.  We gotta clean up
first."

Joe and Dilly went up to Dilly"s bedroom.  "Shit this place is a mess.  You
got all the clothes you've ever owned since first grade lying around on the
floor."

"Step around them, little Eva and by the way, lets shuck our clothes and
get into the bathroom for a dick douche."

They stripped each took a side of the sink and draped their cocks over the
rim.  Dilly let the water run until it was just nice and tepid.  "Here's
the soap Joe, be sure to get in under the cover, I don't want to have a
Limburger cocktail.  And be get all the soap off, this perfume soap tastes
nasty I bet."

They both soaped up their equipment.  Joe said, "Dilly, I don't think
you're getting it really clean.  Here let me try."  He slipped his soap
hand under Dilly's ball sack.  "You got really big balls, you know.  See,
I'm getting down under the balls where they rest on the skin near the ass
hole.  That's one big source of odor.  Now I am pulling your foreskin back
and letting lots of wash from the tap wash out last nights spooge."  Dilly
let out a few soft grunts as his pal was cleaning him up.  Joe could feel
the dick getting bigger as he was washing it.

"That feels pretty good, but it's getting me hard."

"Sure it is, cause you're a faggot."

Dilly pushed off Joe's hands reluctantly and then checked out Joe's rapidly
rising cock.  "I'm pretty particular what I put in my mouth.  Time for an
inspection of your goods."  He lifted the boy's balls, just as he had done
to him.  "Very nice boys you got here."  Next he lifted Dilly's cock and
slid his warm soapy hands along the shaft.  "Your cock looks so much like
mine, it feels like I'm greasing my own pole."

Dilly stifled a small moan.  "Yeah but it's not yours quit manhandling it."

Dilly grabbed a towel and they handed one to Joe.  The blotted their partly
excited cocks to dry them.  Dilly turned to face his friend.  They were
both at the beginnings of passion, their mouths were a little open and the
breathing of both filled the room.  Dilly put an arm on Joe's naked
shoulder.  "I guess we should go into my room"

"Yeah," said Joe in a husky voice.  "I.....I...."  He never finished the
statement as their heads moved close and Dilly pressed his lips against
Joe's.

"They're so hot Joe.  Are you okay?"

Joe didn't answer, but threw both arms over Dilly's neck and kissed him,
opening his mouth and feeling Dilly's breath against him as Dilly panted.
They kept this kissing and licking tongues for a long time.  Finally they
parted breathlessly.  Dilly gulped, "You're a good kisser Joe.  How come we
didn't try this before.  We could've practiced together, eh, for dating
girls."

Joe said, "Look down, we're both stiff as bats, that's why we never tried
this before.  I beginning to drip a little.  Let's do it."

On the bed Joe lay on his side, his head at the head of the bed.  Dilly
started to lay next to him.  "No you dope.  You face my feet."

"Maybe we should have washed feet," he joked, he looked at Joe's feet and
thought they were excellent feet, perfectly formed, the nails shiny and
perfectly trimming.  Dilly's cock was close to his face.  It was lifting
and jerking around from Dilly's breathing and rapid heartbeat.  He could
smell the soap they had just used.

Joe spoke from what seemed a distance.  "Dilly, stop stalling.  Take that
thing of mine into your mouth."

Dilly hesitated.  "Maybe I can count to three and then we both go for it,
but don't fuck around like you do when I count."

"Trust me.  Start counting and at three.......we suck."

"One.....two.......three," Dilly said slowly and at the last number, he
licked Joe's cock.  Joe had cheated.  He waited until he felt that before
he topped him by actually taking Dilly's pulsing cock into his mouth, at
least the head.  His tongue became to move over the head instinctively as
thought he had done this all his life.  He moaned over Dilly's leaking cock
as he felt that and Dilly "mmmm ed" around his cock as the good feelings
washed over him.

The race had begun.  They were off the blocks.  Both boys moved deeper
around each other's cocks.  Their tongues swirled and their saliva flowed
around the cocks.  Joe began to put more suction into his job.  Dilly took
his mouth away from Joe's cock a minute to moan repeatedly.  He returned
like a good boy to his own task and began a hard suck and a rapid suck
around Joe's cock.

Suddenly Joe remembered Dilly's balls.  He reached a warm hand around the
ball sack and stroked it gently.  Dilly began mewling in pleasure and he
returned the favor, taking each of Joe's balls at a time and licking them.
Then back to the Joe's shaft.  Joe called out, "Bro I'm about a hairs
breath from delivering the mail.  Do you want to back off?"

Dilly croaked, "I'm right behind you.  Let's just do it the right way.  I
can only die once."

No more talk.  This was serious.  Each boy felt he was called on to get the
other off.  They began humming and sucking vigorously.  Joe moved the hand
he had placed on Dilly's hip back to Dilly's shapely ass and then as he
felt his orgasm coming closer he slipped his finger into Dilly's ass crack
and stroked and tickled the boy's anus.  Dilly was howling with pleasurably
feelings and did the same back to Joe.

Dilly felt Joe's cock seem to lengthen and grow stiffer.  Soon Joe was
thrusting his hips involuntarily.  At the same time Dilly knew he was
entering auto pilot as his body locked, his mind clouded and he began
shooting boy sperm into his pal's mouth.  A tiny part of his brain sensed
that Dilly was shaking and calling out his cum triumph.  Great shots of cum
entered both boys mouths and they swallowed greedily as though it was
vanilla mean shakes, only warm and intimate.  They had each secretly
worried about what the stuff would taste like.  Both agreed later that it
was not too bad...hard to describe, but since it came from a best pal, it
had to be okay.

At last the storm was over.  These boys both shared a characteristic.
After they came, they didn't experience that annoying sensitivity that most
guys feel.  No, they stayed pretty hard and they liked having their cocks
stay into a warm mouth.  There was always a few after glows and more
spooge, even though not really a cum.

Dilly and Joe now lay side by side talking about the experience.  Dilly
said that it was the best and hardest cum he had ever had and this should
hold him for awhile.  Joe said, knowing him, he'd be wacking in an hour.

"Say Dilly, what about that little bit of ass play there toward the end.
That felt hot to me.  How about you?"

"To tell the truth, part of me wanted you to slip that finger inside.  Do
you think we're going to turn out to be ass hole buddies."

Dilly thought a minute, "Naw, I doubt it, but if we ever do this again,
let's get a greasy finger up there.  Right now my ass he tingling at the
thought."

Joe said, "That kissing.  That was a mind blower.  Hey, my best pal, we got
something good going here.

The boys remained quiet, each in his own thoughts, both wondering what this
opening of Pandora's Box might bring.


End

I decided not to do a part two with ass fucking as it seems all stories go
from suck to fuck. So I'm leaving our two almost twins to catch their
breath and let them decide whether to continue or not.  I think this might
be a passing phase, I think maybe girls will come into their lives but they
will always have a special place for each other.  A good follow up might be
in Bi High School where they double sex date.