Date: Mon, 25 Feb 2008 12:54:31 -0600
From: Charles Hughes <the.empty.room@hotmail.com>
Subject: JUST ORDINARY GUYS - Chapters 29 & 30

This story is fiction, describing the developing friendship of two young
boys, including their sexual experiences with each other and with other
boys.  If you are not 18 years of age, or if it illegal for any reason for
you to read such material, you are to leave now.

Copyright 2008, Charles Hughes All rights reserved

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JUST ORDINARY GUYS - Chapter 29


They were at Steve's house preparing some campaign material; Steve had
decided to run for student council representative for the eleventh grade
class.

"How much are we getting paid for this?" Danny asked as he punched the
button-making device hard.  The plastic cover was crimped onto the metal
ring, and Danny held the final product up for inspection.

"Same as my salary if I get elected," Steve answered.

He had surprised the boys with his decision to run for the office, but on
reflection they decided he was a pretty popular guy and probably should
have run the previous year.

The buttons were large enough to have a picture of a grinning Steve in the
middle surrounded by the slogan they'd settled on: Steve's the One.  The
posters would be a large numeral "one" with the same slogan painted over
it, but Steve's girlfriend Beth and her friends were making those.

"Looks good," Steve said in approval.

"If that picture doesn't scare them away," James said.

They worked in silence for a little bit, adjusting the speed of their
assemly line.

After a bit, Danny said, "Okay.  Somebody else's turn with this damn thing.
It's making my hand sore."

"You don't have to pound it to death," Ronnie said.  "Just push it down."

"Okay, then -- it's your turn."  Danny and Ronnie traded places.

"Wimp," Ronnie grinned, and he demonstrated his method.

The buttons were finally finished, and when Steve left to take them to
Beth's house -- the girls were going to put up the posters and distribute
the buttons -- the other three left for home.

"Come on over for a while, Ronnie," James said.

"Can't," he replied.  "Got homework to do."  Ronnie waved as he turned the
corner.

"I hope Steve wins," James said.  They had started some homework but
decided to put it aside for a while, so they were just talking in Danny's
room.

"Me, too.  I bet he does, too.  Ronnie's got all this campaign stuff pretty
organized for him." Danny said.  He grinned, "I've never known a politician
before."

They were well into their second week of their junior year.  James had
decided to take the second cooking course the school was offering because
of the success of the first one the previous year.

Danny had surprised James by signing up for Consumer Education.  "What's
that?" James had asked.

"Little of everything.  Keeping a checkbook, how to do your banking, a
little accounting, how to buy smart -- stuff like that," Danny answered.

"I thought you hated math."

"Well, I do," Danny said.  "But not as much as I did.  And this is a little
different.  You know, practical stuff.  Besides, we're making money now,
and I'll learn how to manage it."

They had gotten three paychecks so far.  After the first one, they had
decided to take their moms out to dinner in celebration.  Then they had
talked about what they wanted to do with their pay.  They decided to save a
good part of it, but they also decided to use some of it -- when they had
enough -- to buy some wheels.  They knew that would be a while, though.

"And," Danny added, "We're not going to be in high school forever.  Got to
learn how to make it out there in the real world."

"Danny?"  James hesitated.

"Yeah?"

"What's going to happen to us when we get out of high school.  I mean, us
-- you and me."  James looked at him.

Danny's voice became a little more serious.  "I want there to be an 'us'
after school, James.  No matter what we decide to do, I want us to do it
together."

"Me, too," James said.  "I've been wondering about it."

Danny moved over to sit on the floor next to him.  "Don't wonder about us,
James.  We're blood brothers.  We love each other.  That's forever."

They kissed quickly, and before it could develop into something more Danny
sighed and jumped up.  "Okay, shineshine -- time to finish homework."

"Slavedriver."  James grinned and went back into his own room.

Steve's campaign was well under way, with only a week before the election,
so his campaign workers were trying to make sure as many buttons were being
worn as possible.  Danny grumbled when they had to make another couple of
dozen, but he was really pleased that Steve seemed to be so popular.

It was just before the election when James ran into Neal in the hallway.
The former teammates on the Springfield Jerkoffs high-fived each other.
They had hardly seen each other for two years, except for bumping into each
other around town now and then.

"Hey, man -- high school now, huh?"

"It's okay," Neal said.  "Different."

"So how's Phil?"

Neal blushed at the mention of his boyfriend's name.  Still cute, James
grinned to himself.

James was going to say he had to run off for a class, but Neal grabbed his
arm a moment.

"Uh, listen, can I talk to you guys sometime?  You and Danny?"

"Sure.  Uh... I don't have much homework tonight.  I don't think Danny does
either.  We have to work after school.  Why don't you guys come over after
dinner?"

"Okay, thanks.  But just me... Well, just me."  Neal ducked his head,
turned, and walked away.

James didn't like the sound of that.  He talked to Danny about it on the
way to the grocery store.

"Have you seen Phil since school started?" he asked.

"Once. I saw him outside before the bell ran one day.  I didn't talk to
him, though."  Then he added, "No, another time, too.  In a hallway."

When they got to the store they clocked in and were told to restock.  The
assistant manager pointed them to a cart already loaded with fresh
vegetables and boxes of feminine products, including tampons.

"And don't get them mixed up," he chuckled.  "Could be embarrassing."  He
left them to it.

"Maybe I'll stick a box of tampons in the bin with the green peppers,"
Danny said.

"And I'll pick old Mrs. Slatter up off the floor when she finds them,"
James laughed.

Danny had been fiddling with the vegetables.  "Look familiar?" he asked
James.

Danny had arranged a long thick cucumber and two huge green peppers to look
like a cock and balls.

"Yeah.  Looks big enough to be mine," James said.

"Sure does," Danny agreed on his way out the door.  "But they usually have
to cut it all off when it all turns green.  Sorry."  He wheeled the cart
out the swinging door before James could respond.

They got home in time to help with dinner, and James told Danny to go on up
and finish the reading he had to do so they'd be free when Neal came over.

It was a while, though, before Neal arrived.  In fact, they began to wonder
if he'd decided not to come.  Finally, the doorbell rang, and one of ther
moms sent Neal upstairs.  Neal found them in James' room.

They chit-chatted a while about school, answering some questions about
teachers Neal had and giving him some tips about schedules.  Neal hadn't
known that the two boys were living together now, and he was impressed.
The conversation finally slowed to a stop.  It was obvious Neal was there
for a reason, but he hadn't mentioned it yet.

It was also obvious to James that the reason had something to do with Phil,
so he brought up the subject.  "So, how's it going with you and Phil?"

The question was greeted with complete silence.  Neal looked down at the
floor.  Danny and James glanced at each other.  This was not going to be
something good.

"See..."  Neal stopped.  "See, we're not... Phil and me... He said..."  His
voice broke, and he took a deep breath.  "Right before school started he
said we're going to be in high school now, and we shouldn't be playing
around like little kids anymore."

Neal looked up at them, and there were tears in his eyes.  "He said we were
just friends who... got a little carried away.  He wants to have a girl
friend.  He told me.  A girl friend."

Danny and James' faces showed their surprise.  The tears were running down
Neal's face now, and he made no attempt to hide them.

"You got to help me," he said in a pinched voice.  "I love him.  You know
that.  We've been best friends since... That doesn't matter.  We said we
loved each other.  Two years we've been..."

He couldn't carry it off any longer, and he began to cry.  Danny sat next
to him and put his arms around the younger boy.  Neal turned his face into
Danny's shoulder and clung to him as his crying became sobs.

"Aw, god, Neal..."  Danny didn't know what to say.  "That's terrible; you
must feel awful."  How would I feel, Danny wondered, if James said
something like that to me?

James sat next to them and rubbed Neal's shoulder.  He found one of Neal's
hands and held it.

Neal finally controlled his sobs long enough to say, "You got to help me,
guys.  I have to get him back.  I can't be without him... I love him... so
much..."

Danny began to rock Neal gently as he held him.  Neal felt limp in his
arms, but he was shaking a bit as he cried.  Danny found there were tears
in his own eyes.  There was so much pain in the boy he was holding.

"It's going to be okay, buddy," James said quietly.  He continued to rub
circles on Neal's back, and he squeezed his hands.  "It must hurt without
him, but you're a strong guy, Neal.  You'll be able to handle it."

"No!" Neal sat up suddenly.  "I don't want to 'handle it!'  I want him
back.  He loves me; I know he does.  Me!"  He buried his face in his hands
now and shook his head.

"I know you love him, Neal," Danny said.  "We both know that.  We've seen
it, seen the two of you together.  But, Neal, if somebody doesn't love you
anymore, you can't make him."

"But he told me -- you heard him!  He said it so much, and you heard him!
Everytime we were together... It's so good to be with him..."

"Neal," James said.  "Sometimes people change.  You said he told you he
wanted a girl.  I've read about this.  Sometimes guys who, well, like other
guys, even enough to have sex with them, kind of grow out of it.  They get
older, and they get interested in girls..."

"But he's MY friend," Neal said loudly.  His tears began to flow again.
"What am I going to do without him?"

Danny put his arm around him again, and Neal accepted the comforting, his
face turned into Danny's chest.  "You're going to be okay, Neal.  I don't
know what's going to happen, but you're going to be okay."

"We're your friends, buddy," James said.

"Then you talk to him," Neal said, his voice muffled as he pressed against
Danny.  "Talk to him.  Make him understand..."

"Neal, Neal."  James looked helplessly at Danny.

"Neal," Danny said, stroking Neal's soft hair.  "Neal, nobody can make him
understand.  If he doesn't want... what you want, nobody can change it.  If
he wants girls now, well, that's the way it is."

"We'd change it for you in a minute if we could," James added.  "But if
he's not really gay... If that was all just messing around for him... Well,
that's the way it is."  He repeated Danny because there wasn't much else
that could be said about Phil.

But they understood that there was more that could be said, and done, about
Neal.

"We're always here, buddy," James said.  "We understand.  We're your
friends."  He stopped because he didn't know what else to say.

Neal finally stopped crying and went into the bathroom to wash his face.
When he came back he thanked them and said he needed to get home.

Danny made of point of finding Phil at school the next day, and he finally
found him during the lunch hour.

"Hi, Phil," Danny said.

"Oh.  Hi."  Phil looked down at the table where he was sitting.

"Look, Phil.  We're your friends; we're not going to do anything that might
cause trouble.  You understand?"

Phil nodded.

"Your life is your life.  Just don't do anything that will make Neal hurt
more than he already does.  Okay?  That's all I want."  Danny stood there
for a moment.

Phil finally looked up.  "Okay," Phil said.  "I didn't want to hurt him; I
just want..."

"You don't owe me any explanations, Phil.  Just remember... how he feels.
You can't understand how much he hurts right now.  Just remember that
you've been best friends with him since kindergarten.  After that, it is
what it is."  Danny waited until Phil nodded again, and then he moved away.

The boys didn't work the next afternoon after school, and James suggested
they go over to Neal's.  "We ought to be around for him, you think?"  Danny
agreed.

Neal was surprised to see them when he answered the door, but he led them
down to the basement.

"Wow, Neal!  This is cool," Danny said.  "We haven't seen it since you
finished it up."  What had been a partially-finished basement was now a
full-fledged recreation room with an entertainment center at one end, a
pool table in the center, and a wet bar at the other end.

"Oh, you haven't been here since..."  Neal stopped.  They hadn't been there
since the sleepover the Jerkoffs had at the end of the season two years
ago, when all the boys got naked and had a great time with each other.
Including Neal and Phil.

Neal sat on the couch in front of the huge TV.  "I need company," he said
simply.  "I need to be with somebody."

The boys sat on either side of him.  "We're here," Danny said.  He put his
arm around Neal's shoulder again, and Neal settled into him.  "And, listen.
You call us anytime you need to talk."

Nobody said anything for a while.  Then Neal lay his hand on Danny's thigh.
James moved closer to him on the other side and stroked Neal's light blond
hair.

"I want to be with somebody," Neal repeated quietly.

"We're here," James whispered.

As James moved his hand up Neal's thigh to massage his dick, Neal's hand
copied the same motion on Danny.  Hard, James thought.  He remembered the
amazement everyone had shown when they first saw Neal's dick when he was
eleven years old.  Over five inches.  At eleven!  And he could already cum!

James could feel the heat of Neal's dick through his jeans.  He squeezed
lightly, and Neal sighed.  James unzipped the jeans and unfastened them.
"Can I take them off?" he asked.

Neal nodded, but he said, "I want to be naked."

James' own dick responded to that.  He pulled Neal's shoes off first, then
reached up to the waistband and pulled his jeans off.  Neal was still thin,
but he had grown since they'd last been with him.  He was still short for a
freshman.  But the bulge in his briefs would have made any senior happy.

Neal sat up for Danny as Danny pulled the boy's t-shirt over his head.
Neal lay back against the back of the couch.  Danny stroked his chest
lightly, teasing his nipples.

Neal looked up at Danny.  "I want to kiss you," he said.

Danny moved closer, and the two let their lips touch for only a moment
before their tongues moved against each other.  Danny moved his arm around
Neal's shoulder again and pulled him to himself.  They kissed deeply.

When they parted Neal turned his face to James.  "You, too," he said.  They
kissed, and Neal sighed into James' mouth as he tasted the wet softness
inside.  Danny began to stroke Neal's dick through the white cotton.

Neal pulled away.  "You guys get naked, too.  Please?"

In a moment Danny and James were stripped to their boxers.  Neal slowly
looked them over.  Two years since he'd seen them like this, he thought.
He reached into the fly of James' boxers.

"How big are you now?" Neal asked.

"Little over six and a half," James answered.  "Danny's about the same."
He grinned.  He waited for Neal to answer his unasked question.

"Six inches," Neal grinned.  "And I've got to get it out of these briefs."

Danny reached for the waistband of Neal's briefs, and James helped him pull
them down.  When they were a little lower, Neal's six inch dick popped out,
red and hard.  A small mound of dark blond hair had begun to appear around
it.  When they removed the briefs completely, they saw that Neal's balls
were still as smooth as they had been before.

"Come on, you guys," Neal grinned.  "You know what I like.  I'm a
cocksucker.  Get out of those things."

James was the first to get completely out of his boxers, so Neal bent over
him on the couch and, holding James' hard dick with one hand, took his
dickhead into his mouth, licking it all around.

"OOooo yeaaa buddy..." James gasped.  "How could I forget?  World class
cocksucker..."  His breath came more rapidly as Neal stroked the dick and
sucked at the little lips, swallowing as much of James' precum as he could.

James pulled himself up on the couch and lay back on the armrest.  He
spread his legs so Neal could lean all the way between them.  Neal licked
around James' balls, up his shaft, and took his cockhead back into his
mouth.

Danny got on the couch between Neal's legs and massaged his back for a
moment before he grasped Neal's asscheeks.  He squeezed and kneaded them,
then squeezed even harder.  He heard Neal groan into James' dick.  Danny's
finger slid inside to find Neal's tight hole.  He knew Neal and Phil had
loved fucking two years ago.  He rubbed his finger around it, then he wet
his finger and slowly slid it inside the younger boy.

Neal's head was moving rapidly up and down James' dick now, and Danny
recognized James' sounds; he was close.  With his finger inside Neal's
hole, he leaned down to lick Neal's smooth, white asscheeks.  He heard
James' begin to cum, and he smiled.

"AAaaaa Neeeeel yeaaaa..."  James thrust his groin at Neal, who was eager
to take every bit of James' dick and every drop of his cum.

When James was finished Neal didn't even pause.  He turned over.  "You
now," he said.  Danny could see some of James' cum still on Neal's lips.
Danny sat up and spread his legs, his feet on the floor.  Yeah, he thought;
Neal had loved to suck every cock on the team, he remembered.

Neal knelt on the floor and pushed his face between Danny's legs.  He
licked Danny's balls and sucked them lightly, but he needed Danny's dick.
He sucked the cockhead into his mouth and licked the tasty precum off it;
then he sucked the little lips for more.  As he held it, he licked up and
down and around Danny's shaft, and Danny moaned in appreciation.

Neal slipped his finger under Danny's ass to find the tight pucker, and he
worked it as he sucked the cockhead again.  He seemed to be racing, Danny
thought, so eager for it. He wondered how long it had been since Phil and
Neal had had sex.  He smiled to himself.  As much as Neal loved cock, he'd
probably just jacked off right after school, and now he's ready for more...

Danny's thoughts dissolved completely as he felt the tightness inside,
encouraged by Neal's finger at his hole.  Neal's finger could barely reach
his walnut, but he'd reached it, and his fingertip was circling around it.

"Uuuhhhhh!  Uuuhhhhh!  Uuuhhhhh!"  Danny shot three explosive blasts into
Neal's mouth, feeling the movement as Neal swallowed each one.
"OOooooo..."  Another shot, and his sensitive little lips could feel the
remainder of it ooze slowly out.  Neal licked his cockhead all over until
Danny had to ask him to stop.

James and Danny lay back on the couch, naked, breathing hard.  Neal sat
down between them again, wiggling until there was enough room.  They
remained there, silent.  Finally, Neal began to stroke himself.  Danny and
James watched the long dick as it throbbed, the head of it darkening and
its lips flexing.

Neal was in a hurry.  He pumped fast with one hand and squeezed his balls
with the other.

"EEeeeeee... uhhhhhhhhhhhh..."  His shots were hard, thrusting his cum high
into the air above him.  One landed on his belly, another on his chest.
One landed on Danny's thigh, and the remainder fell on Neal's fist.  He
rested for only a moment before he scooped up his cum and ate it.  He
leaned over Danny's thigh and licked it up.

Three exhausted and naked boys lay back on the couch.  Three spent dicks,
still semi-hard, moved slightly between their legs.  Three pairs of eyes
slightly glazed from the sexual stupor.

"You guys..."  Neal stopped.  "You'll come over again, won't you?"

"Now, that," James said, "is the dumbest question I have ever heard!"  He
grinned.

Neal grinned back.  Then, for just a moment, there was a more serious look
on his face.  "You guys are good friends," he whispered.

Then there were three grins on three faces as three naked bodies were
covered.






JUST ORDINARY GUYS - Chapter 30




For the last couple of weeks they had been spending some time with Neal.
With the homework they all had to do and with the boys' work schedule at
the grocery store, they hadn't been able to see him every day.  Neal always
seemed horny.  He told them that, since they lived right across the street
from each other, he and Phil used to get together almost every day and had
sleepovers almost every weekend when things were still going between them.
When Neal invited them for a sleepover, they were not surprised, and they
accepted.

They had arranged themselves with sleeping bags in Neal's basement and had
spent a little time watching a movie.  But it wasn't long before Neal
wanted to have some fun.  They jerked each other and sucked each other for
a while until they were sure Neal's parents were in bed.  Then they got
naked.

Neal had Danny and James lying side by side as he lay across them, sucking
first one of them and then they other.  The boys hadn't forgotten how much
Neal loved to suck cock when they were with the Jerkoffs.  It wasn't long
before their dicks were swollen and red from all the attention, and they
decided they'd never leaked so much precum in their lives.

Neal had once mentioned fucking.

"Neal," James said, "we should have said this before.  See, Danny and I..."

"It's something special for us, Neal," Danny said.  "Just for us.  You know
what I mean?  Please understand.  We don't really want anybody else to fuck
us."

"Just us," James finished.  He wasn't sure the explanation would sit well
with Neal.

Neal was quiet for a moment.  He shrugged.  "You guys love each other.
Maybe that's the way it should be."  He paused.  "But... but would you fuck
me?  I mean..."

James' mouth closed over Neal's, and Danny fingered the younger boys'
smooth balls.

"Yes, if you want..." James said, and then he returned to Neal's mouth.

Danny's finger moved under Neal's balls to find his hole.  Neal spread his
legs, and Danny's finger slid in fully.

"Aw god yeaaa..." Neal moaned into James' mouth.

Danny worked his hole for a few minutes, and then he began to use the lube
Neal had brought down with him.  Neal got on his knees so Danny could fuck
him from behind, and Danny let Neal determine the pace and rhythm.  After a
while Danny pulled out so James could fuck him.

Neal turned around then and asked James to sit on the floor with his back
against the couch.  Facing James, Neal sat on his lap, slowly lowering
himself on James' dick.  Neal fucked himself on James' dick until James
told him he was getting close; then Neal pulled away so he could take
James' cum as he sucked it out of the cock that had just been in his own
hole.

Danny got a blow job from Neal next, and they lay together for a while on
top of their sleeping bags.  They talked a little now and then, and Neal
sucked both of them off again before they went to sleep.

The next evening as they walked home from work, Danny said, "We really need
to do something about Neal."

"What do you mean?"

"He loves it, doesn't he?  The sex," Danny said.

James laughed. "And we don't?"

Danny socked him a love tap to the shoulder.  "That's not what I mean,
asshole.  I mean that we get together with him a lot just because
he... needs somebody.  Not just for sex.  For... you know, a friend."

"Yeah, I get it," James said.  "He needs a boyfriend."

"We're just... I mean, we're friends.  But he needs somebody special."

James looked at him.  "You want to set him up with somebody?  Is that what
you're saying?"

"Well, no... well, maybe."  Danny wasn't sure just what he was saying.  "I
like Neal.  We both like him.  And we like spending time with him.  But
we're not what he needs."

"And who is?"  James had put his finger on it.  "You got anybody in mind?"
James suddenly thought of Ronnie.  They'd played around with Ronnie some,
and they'd all enjoyed it.  "You thinking of Ronnie?"

"No, shit-for-brains!  He says he's not gay, remember?  And I believe him.
Danny laughed.  "But somebody else might like Neal."

"Who?" James asked.

"Mark."  Danny stopped to let James think about it.

They hadn't seen a lot of Mark since last year.  He was still around
school, and they spoke now and then when their paths crossed.  But they
hadn't spent any time with him since that afternoon in Mark's basement
room.

After walking silently for a few minutes, James said, "Maybe.  So... what
do we do?"

"Nothing right now," Danny said.  "Except think about it."

And that's where they left it for a while.

The school elections finally came around, and the boys were excited to find
out that Steve had won.  Beth had planned a big party to celebrate, and
there had been a real crowd at her house that night.  Everybody had cheered
when Beth gave Steve a long deep kiss at the beginning of the party, and
the two of them had spent the rest of the night side by side.

Danny met Ronnie coming out of the bathroom toward the end of the evening.
"Don't forget to flush after you cum," Ronnie whispered to him.

"You that hard up you have to jerk it yourself?" Danny grinned.

"Watching Beth come on to Steve all night made me start leaking," Ronnie
grinned back.  "So what's a guy to do?  Besides, I didn't jerk off in
there.  Just kidding."

"Soooo," Danny asked in a low voice, "you asking me for some help?"

"You're shitting me!  Here?"  But Ronnie's eyes were wide open, and the
thought of getting jerked off just on the other side of the door made his
dick stiffen.  "Fuck, yeah!"

The two slipped back into the bathroom and locked the door behind them.
Ronnie giggled quietly as he pulled his hard dick out of his pants.  Danny
reached for it.  The cockhead was wet with the last few drops of pee.

"You're supposed to shake it, you know," he said, shaking it.

Ronnie giggled again until Danny began to stroke his dick.  He moved his
feet so he could spread his legs a little, and Danny pulled a little more
of his dick out.  The moisture on it now was Ronnie's precum.

"Aw yeaaa..." Ronnie groaned.

Suddenly Ronnie put his hand around the back of Danny's head and kissed him
on the lips.  Danny was startled, but he returned the kiss, and when he
smoothed his tongue over Ronnie's warm lips they opened for him. Ronnie
certainly hadn't initiated anything like that before.  Their tongues licked
slowly at each other as Danny continued to stroke.

Ronnie moaned into Danny's mouth and pulled away a bit just as he started
to cum.  Danny cupped his hand over Ronnie's dick and caught his cream.

Ronnie muttered a breathless, "Thanks."  But he zipped up as Danny washed
his hands in the sink.  Danny opened the door just a bit to make sure
nobody was around, and then they left.

"Damn it, it wouldn't have happened if you guys hadn't been helping out,"
Steve said to James later.  "You and Danny especially.  You did a lot of
hard work."  He slapped James on the shoulder.

"I always wanted a friend in high places," James responded.  "Now I can say
I've got a politician in my pocket."  He stopped.  "Seriously, Steve.
You're a leader.  You deserve it."

Steve looked James in the eye for a long moment.  James wondered, Is he
remembering?  Remembering when he was the leader of our team?  Leader of
the Jackoffs?

"You're a good friend, buddy," Steve said finally.  "You and Danny both."

James told Danny about the conversation as they were driving home.  James'
mom had let them use her SUV for the night, so he was driving very
carefully.  They agreed it was a good party.  Danny told James about
meeting Ronnie in the bathroom.

"Are you sure that guy's not gay?" James asked him.

"Don't think so.  He was just horny as hell," Danny replied.  "I think that
boy needs a girl!"

The boys had gotten pretty horny teasing each other on the way home.  They
were lying face to face, their noses only inches apart when they continued
their conversation about the party.

"I'm really glad Steve won," James said.  "He's got to be one of the nicest
guys in school."

"And you're another one, shineshine," Danny said.  He smiled.  He could
feel James' breath on his cheek.

Now, their showers done and their moms asleep downstairs, James had come
into Danny's room.  Danny watched James' dick swing from side to side as he
made his way to the bed, and they enjoyed each other's nakedness as they
rolled together.  They had been out pretty late at the party and they were
tired, but their shower had given them a little extra energy.

James lazily rubbed his leg gently against Danny's.  "Guess they're pretty
serious, Steve and Beth."

"Looks like it.  She's a damn lucky girl to get him, too."  Danny grinned.
"Wonder if she likes that dick as much as we did."

James giggled.  "You naughty boy!  You're not supposed to say things like
that!"  He tickled Danny's sides, and they rolled over again.

A deep kiss sobered them from their play, and when James pulled away Danny
was on his back.  James pulled Danny's legs up and then pushed them gently
down against Danny's shoulders.  Danny sighed in anticipation.  He grasped
his legs with his hands.  Pulling his legs as far back as he could, Danny
presented his ass to James, the cheeks already opened and the puckerhole
pulsing.

Above him, James looked at the lovely sight of his boyfriend, his most
private parts exposed to him.  Danny's cock was hard and pointing down to
Danny's face.  The darker ballsac was lying with the sac soft and spread to
the sides with the balls looking like brown eggs in a nest.

In fact, Danny's dick was just over six and a half inches now.  James
glanced down at his own dick, almost a perfect match for Danny's.  Both
were circumcised, and at the moment their cockheads were red and throbbing,
with a drop of precum just beginning to appear on Danny's.  James' helmet
was a little more blunt than Danny's, whose cockhead sloped downward from
the crown and then flared outward just a bit before gently curving inward
again to his peelips.

The hair at the base of Danny's dick was a more full dark black bush now,
very curly when damp.  The thick shaft throbbed, the veins pulsing with
Danny's heartbeat.  James looked at his lover's chest beneath his broad
shoulders.  At 140 pounds now, Danny was only slightly more slender than he
was at his own 145 pounds; both had defined chests they loved to stroke and
kiss.  Danny was also a couple of inches shorter than James' own 5' 9" and
joked that he had to stretch a little more to reach James' dick when they
sucked in one of their long 69 sessions.

We do look sort of like brothers, James thought as he contentedly stroked
the inner thighs of the legs opened wide for him.  Both were still tanned
from the summer, their shoulders, thighs, and calves well-shaped from their
biking and swimming.  Their abs were tight and defined, Danny's now pulled
together as his legs pushed his groin downward toward his chest.

Though James' own hair was a light brown and his eyes blue -- to Danny's
brown -- their faces reflected their shared acceptance and dependence, as
intimate as brothers, and the love they offered each other, more intimate
still.

The mounds of Danny's ass were separated by a deep valley of darker skin
that led like a funnel to the closed hole, the wrinkled skin holding it
shut.

James leaned down to kiss those mounds of flesh, and then he licked around
and around the skin that led downward to the puckered hole.  His tongue met
the resistance of the tight ring, and he didn't fight it; he just licked
around it and over it.

Danny's moans were softer now but more regular.  He would inhale slowly,
and with the exhale through his circled lips the long "oooooooooooo" would
escape.  Danny loved being eaten by James.

James was in no hurry now.  He licked and tasted and inhaled, every sense
involved in enjoying his lover.  He sucked at the tight puckerhole and
nibbled around its edges; he felt the pulse of Danny's heart through the
tender skin.  He pointed his tongue and circled it once around the hole,
then pressed.  Danny's entrance opened slowly for him, allowing his tongue
to slide in only a bit at a time.  All the while Danny was moaning, aware
of nothing but the attention of the warm, wet tongue at his ass.

That tongue began to wiggle up and down, then around and around.  The hole
opened a bit more.  James pointed it again and pressed suddenly inside.
Danny's ring spread, tensed, then spread again, and James' was now feeling
and tasting the inside of Danny's lovetunnel.  He moved his face, pressing
in harder, almost sucking and licking at the same time.  He reached down
and stroked his cock, already bone-hard and leaking precum.

When James' stretched up to lay his dick at Danny's hole, he looked at
Danny.  Danny was lying with his eyes closed, his lips open only a bit, his
nostrils flaring as he breathed in and out.  James held his dickhead in
place for just a moment as he pressed downward.  And he slowly sank into
his lover.

"Uuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhh... Jamesssssss..."  Danny's voice was gutteral.

James slowly pushed down until he was fully inside Danny.  It felt as
though his dick were being squeezed by a huge fist, by a vise that wouldn't
stop closing.  It was so hot inside, so wet...

"Oh fuck I love you my Danny..."  James pulled upward a bit to begin a slow
fucking motion.  He kept it slow; he groaned as Danny's ring grasped him.

Danny was pressing up at him now, using his back muscles to raise his ass
as James moved into him.  They rocked together.

For a few moments Danny would watch the muscles of his boyfriend as his
chest and abs moved.  He would watch James' face as he registered the
unbelievable pleasure of burying his dick deep inside.  He would watch what
he could see of James' hard dick, surrounded by the light brown bush of
hair, moving upward then downward inside him.

James would watch the cock connecting them as it moved in and out, a wet,
bone-hard link between their bodies.  He would watch Danny's chest and
shoulders, almost able to taste the little nipples as they hardened and
pointed at him.  He would watch Danny's face as it registered the surges of
pleasure James sent through him.

"Ahh... ahhhh... aaahhhhh..."  Danny was responding now each time James'
cockhead passed over his rock-hard prostate.

They rocked together slowly, back and forth, taking each new sensation with
delight.  Their gentle fucking involved more that dick and ass; it
encompassed every nerve in their bodies.  The pleasure mounted in each of
them until they felt they could take no more of it, and still the pleasure
took them higher and higher...

But no matter how long they were able to postpone it, there always came the
moment when they had to fully surrender to it.  James was moving so fast
now the "slap-slap-slap" of their bodies filled the room.  He watched
Danny's balls slowly creep up into his body...

"Awwwwwwww..."  Danny came hard, his cock shooting his cream onto his
shoulders and his chest.  With the first shot, his ring clenched tightly
around James's cock as it pumped rapidly, virtually strangling James' cock
as it plunged in deeply, and James couldn't hold back any longer.

"Yaaaaa... aaaaaaaaaaaa..."  James continued to fuck as his dick pumped
shot after shot into Danny.  He shivered inside as his body thrust out
every drop of moisture.

James pulled out slowly.  Danny's hole had already snapped shut, but as he
lowered his face to it James used his fingers to pull the cheeks.  The hole
opened slightly to release a brief flow of James' cum. James bent down to
lick it up.  He sucked at the hole a moment for the rest of it.

Then James carefully helped Danny lower his legs, and he leaned downward to
lick Danny's cum off his shoulders and chest.  As they kissed and exchanged
their cum, James gently lowered himself all the way to Danny's side.

They didn't speak a word.  They didn't need to.  They fell asleep.