Date: Fri, 4 May 2007 17:14:25 -0700 (PDT)
From: Dan R <danrl1099@yahoo.com>
Subject: Me & Justin 10


Austin was nice enough to give us a ride home, which was nice.  Turned out
that Jeff didn't get his cherry popped that night.  Ryan seemed happy with
that news.  My hangover was setting in pretty good and I couldn't wait to
get home to find some Tylenol.

It was about 10am and I didn't really have anything to do except for wait
for Sean to call or come over.  I couldn't remember what he said he was
going to do.  I decided a shower was in order after sleeping on the ground
the night before, plus I smelled like beer and a bonfire.

I took my time in the shower.  Washing every crevice and basically thinking
about how Ryan was spooning me and how I kissed Sean the night before.  I
of course was hard.  I sat down in the tub with the water still on from the
shower and started stroking my soapy cock.  Looking down at it, it looked
bigger.  Maybe I had grown a little bit.  So I got up and ran into the
kitchen naked to find a ruler.  Sure enough.  5-1/2".  Up a 1/2" Sweet, I
thought.  Seemed like I was stuck at 5" for years.  I went back into the
shower and the hot water ran out, so I didn't get to finish my jack off
session.  So I got my hair all nice and gelled up and sprayed on some
cologne, hoping that I might get a little action from Sean.  It had been a
long time since I'd gotten any action from anybody.

It was around noon and I was getting nervous or anxious about Sean.  Maybe
he wasn't going to come over.  Come to think about it, I didn't even know
his last name so I couldn't call him.  Nervous energy.  I looked at the
back yard and it needed to be mown.  I should have done that before I got
all cleaned up.  So I decided to let it go.  Finally, the door bell rang.
Finally I thought and I got big time butterflies in my stomach.  Man, I
thought, I've never felt like this before.  I went down to open the door
and it was the little shit newspaper boy collecting money.  I found the
check my parents left for this, then I saw Sean down the block.  He was
walking around looking lost.  I yelled down the block at him and got his
attention.

"I forgot last night, I didn't really know which house was yours."  He told
me as we walked up to my house.

"I'm glad you came Sean.  I wasn't sure if you were going to or not."
Trying to say something, I was feeling really awkward at this point.

"Well, I almost chickened out, but then I just decided to come over.  I was
going to call you, but then I got nervous and then I just came over".  Man,
we were both really nervous I thought.

With that, we went down to my room.  It was a good room to have.  The
basement bedroom.  Unfinished.  I could have had a real room upstairs, but
I liked this one because it was easy to sneak out of the back door.  I kept
it pretty clean.  I made a point that morning to make sure the sheets were
clean.

I had a street hockey net in my room, so Sean took a couple of really bad
shots and I came up behind him and started rubbing his shoulders.  The only
way I was going to get rid of all the nervousness was to make the first
move.  He dropped the stick and started leaning into mean groaning in
pleasure.  I took my arms and started rubbing his chest and belly, then
move my hands underneath his shirt and rubbed his nipples.  He was totally
smooth and felt really nice and warm.  He turned around and we kissed.  I
was a delicate kiss.  I grabbed him by the front of his pants and pulled
him over to my bed on top of me and we kissed more and more.  We rubbed our
hard dicks into each other.  With that, I pulled him tighter to me and I
rolled over on top of him and pulled his shirt off.  I was straddling his
crotch and looked down at him.  He was gorgeous.  He had that dark red
brown hair and was just so nice and smooth.

I moved to his side and started to unzip his jeans and he said
"wait.. ummm".  "Sorry" I said, we are probably moving too fast.  "No, it's
not that.  I'm not really sure what to do, I've ummm, never done this
before"

"Don't worry Sean, I will be glad to show you the ropes!"  I lent over and
kissed him on the mouth and proceeded to pull down his pants.  Reveling a
rather large bulge in his undies.  I gave his dick a nice squeeze and
pulled them down revealing the most gorgeous cock I had ever seen.  It was
bigger than mine, probably 6", but just had a nice shape to it.  I got down
on my stomach and put my head between his legs and started sucking his
balls.  No hair on them, and nice and smooth, just like the rest of his
body.  I was massaging his dick with my hand and rubbing it through his
nice patch of pubes.  Which were a nice light brown color.

I was still in my clothes, so I took off my shirt and saw Sean look away
probably noticing one of the few bruises that I had left.  I turned his
head towards me and gave him a kiss, reassuring him that it was ok.  I
stood up and took off my jeans and boxers revealing my very hard dick.
Sean smiled at me while I went back to work on his.  I engulfed his dick
into my mouth loving every minute of it.  I moved my tongue up to his piss
slit and moved my tip in and out of it.  I could tell he was getting pretty
close, so I let go of it and pulled his legs up and started moving towards
his smooth butt hole.  I put my tongue on it, and I could hear another
gasp, then I moved in and out of it and his groans told me he loved this.
"Brian, I'm gonna.."  I moved off him and moved my mouth back to his cock
and he shot his nice load in my throat.  At least 6 or 7 nice huge jets of
cum in my mouth.  He was thrashing around while he was cumming.  I kept his
cock in my mouth as it got soft.  God it tasted so good.

He moved over to his side and I moved up and kissed him hard.  He returned
the kiss, tasting his own juice. And I went down on my back and he started
on me.  He was giving my chest and sides a nice massage.  God that felt
nice.  Then he went down on me, for what I assumed was his first blow job.
He took mine in his mouth and tried to do what I did to him.  He was a
natural.  I was in heaven.  Then he leaned up to me and said, "I want you
to fuck me."  "Are you sure?"  "I've never been so sure of something in my
life".

Oh my god I thought.  This guy is awesome.  My cock was flowing precum by
the gallon, but I thought he needed to be lubed up.  "Hold on a sec", I
went running to the bathroom to find something.  I found some baby oil and
ran back into the bed room, my dick was bouncing all over the place.

I took the oil and rubbed it on my dick, blending in with the pre cum.
Then I took some more and put it on my fingers and his hole and started
rubbing it.  Pushing a finger in slowly.  He tensed up quite a bit, I told
him to just relax.  He did and I kept massaging it in and out of him,
finding his spot which made him moan in pleasure.

I pulled my finger out and took my dick and rubbed my head against his
hole.  Man that felt good.  Sent shockwaves throughout my body.  Then I
pushed the head of my dick inside of him.  Going really slow.  Then I kept
going in, a little at a time until I was all the way inside.  I waited
awhile, liking the feeling of his tight ass around my dick.  Then I started
pumping on him, going in and out and in and out.  I liked taking my dick
out of him, then putting it back in.  Finally, I started going faster and
faster until I couldn't stop and filled his ass with my juice.  Ryan seemed
like he was in heaven as I finished collapsing on his body.  I looked up at
him and kissed him on his cheek and we held each other as if we had been
lovers our whole lives.

About 10 minutes had passed and I heard a voice shout "Jesus Christ!", it
was of course Jeff who walked into the room to see our naked sweaty bodies
holding each other.

I looked over at Jeff as he was getting ready to run out of the room.
"C'mon Jeff, take off your clothes and make it a three some!"

"Nah, I'll be upstairs..."  Sean looked at me nervously and I gave him a
hug and told him that we should go upstairs and talk with Jeff naked.  "No
way man, I don't even know him".

"Well, you will know Jeff if you hang around me, and I like to make him
uncomfortable."

So we grabbed our clothes, but we didn't put them on and went up to talk to
Jeff naked.  He looked up at us and shook his head.

"Brian, I am going to have to see you naked every day for the next 3 months
in the showers.  I don't need to see it on the weekends too."

Ok, I decided.  Jeff had seen enough so we put on our clothes and we talked
about how this had happened, and the party the night before and how Hockey
was starting up on Tuesday.  I had totally forgot that, with all of my
problems lately.

Found out that Sean played soccer and basketball.  He was kindoff short, so
I figured he was a guard or something.  We gave him the low down on the
basketball players we knew.  Basketball was starting too.

At that the front door opened and in walked the folks.  Good thing we got
dressed.  That wouldn't have gone over that well.

"Hi Jeffy!"  my mom said.  She had called him that since he was a baby.
Then she looked at Sean with a weird look on her face.  "I don't think I
know you".

"No mom, this is my new friend Sean.  We are kindoff seeing each other".
Feeling a little embarrassed telling my mom that.  She and Sean talked
about school and what his parents did and all of that.  Then Dad came in
with a cooler full of fish that he had caught over the weekend and asked
Sean and Jeff to stay for dinner.  We had a nice dinner and I was happy
that Sean and my parents seemed to get a long pretty good.  Then Mom asked
Sean "Sean, I would like to get to know your parents.  Maybe I could call
them and see if they wanted to come over for dinner sometime."  Sean shot
me a super frightened look and I grabbed his thigh and said "Mom, can I
talk to you in the kitchen?"

"What is the matter Brian?"  she asked

"Mom, Sean's parents don't know about him, or him and me.  I think he is
scared you will say something to them".

"Oh, I see.  I will make sure I don't say anything to them."  And she gave
me a hug and told me, Sean, and Jeff to clean off the table and do the
dishes.

Jeff left to go home after we cleaned up and it was getting late, so I told
Sean that he should probably get going.  I walked him out the front door
and he gave me a big hug and kiss.  I felt so alive and happy again.  I
finally had a real boyfriend.



Hockey –

I dragged my dad to the sporting goods store on Monday night because I
needed a new cup and some other things that I had outgrown from the
previous year.  Got my skates sharpened, tried to talk my dad into buying
me some of the new expensive aluminum sticks, but I had to stick with the
reliable all wood Koho's.  Which was fine.  I made a mental note to save up
for a couple of the new sticks.  Dad paid with a check, grimacing over the
$200 he was spending.  To say the least, Dad was frugal...  "you better get
that lawn mowed this week" he grumbled...  Hockey was an expensive sport
for a parent.  This was the main reason why I didn't get an allowance.  I
spent the night expertly taping up my sticks and making sure I had all of
my gear ready.  Which I did.  Some of my stuff was pretty old, but we would
be getting new uniforms tomorrow, so that was cool.


The first day of practice is always tough.  Tough because I couldn't wait
until the afternoon for it to start.  I got down to the locker room and
wondered if anybody would act weird when they were changing or later in the
showers.  Jeff came in carrying his bag of gear and sticks and sat down
next to me on the bench while I was going through my stuff looking for some
more tape.

"How's it going bud?"  he said.

"Great.  I can't wait to get out there.  I'm gonna be sore though.  I
haven't skated in awhile.  But I'm sure coach will go easy on us".  We
laughed.  Coach enjoyed seeing us in pain I thought.

We got changed and into our gear and the team manager handed out our
practice jerseys.  I told him that I wanted #6.  Each year for the past few
years I wore the number of my dick size.  I was sure that I would make it
up to 6" sometime during the year.  Last year I was #5 and the year before
I was #4.  Jeff was #12, and Ryan was #44.  They had those numbers since we
were in squirts.

There were a lot of players in practice.  It wasn't really tryouts, but
more to decide who was on JV and who was on Varsity.  I was secure with me,
Jeff and Ryan would be on Varsity, as we were the year prior as freshmen.
True to form, Coach skated us into the ground, probably as punishment for
not skating as much as we should have during the summer.  Another mental
note not to be lazy next summer.  After practice Coach called us all
together and said that practice was every day except for Fridays and the
weekends.  Games were usually on Friday, and tournaments on the weekends.
Plus, practice on Tuesday and Wednesday mornings.  Those started at 6am.

Our first scrimmage was going to be tomorrow.  We were told that we were
going to be split up based on who they thought should be in JV and Varsity.
Then the JV people would have a chance to show they belong on Varsity, and
Varsity people who didn't work hard would be put on JV.  That is how we all
made it to Varsity the year before.  We all went into the lockeroom to
shower off and change.  I was taking off my cloths and told Jeff that I was
nervous and that maybe I should wait until everybody else went.

"Nah, that would be stupid.  Just go on as you naturally would."  The word
would is what I was worried about.  Wood!

I walked back to the showers and a bunch of the guys were standing in front
of the showers blocking me.  I looked up, kindoff scared and they all
laughed and stripped me of my towel and carried me into the shower.  They
all standed around looking at me while I showered.  Finally I had enough
and squirted shampoo at all of them and told them to get away or I was
going to drop my bar of soap!  Some of the freshmen didn't know what was
going on.  I remember being a freshman and being scared to shower with the
older guys, not to mention what was going on now.  I was relieved.  I got
out of the shower, making sure to be obvious to check everybody out and
make a little snide comment to each of my "attackers" on the way out about
how small their dick was.  Some of these guys were hung like a horse
though.

When I got back to my locker, Sean was waiting there for me.  God, I was so
spaced out the past couple of days, I realized I was sortoff ignoring him.

"Hey Sean", I leaned in and got a hug and a short kiss, which he was
instantly mortified that I would do that in the guys lockerroom.  But there
wasn't anybody around where we were.  I took off my towel and my then
growing dick popped up.  "Like what you see Sean?"

"Hmmmm, Yummmm".  He groaned.

"Not here baby.  Lets go to my house", having no clue how I was going to
get home.  So we walked home with Jeff and Ryan.  Luckily I didn't have to
lug my bag back home that night.  When we got home, everybody was home,
which always seemed odd to me.  My brother and folks.  My brother instantly
began teasing me and Sean.  "Ooohhhh, I finally get to meet Brian's new
booyyyfriennnd!!!"  Laughing all the way to his room.

I did notice the lawn was mowed, so he must have done that, so I didn't get
mad at him.  Mom was reading a book and dad was watching the news.  God, he
was addicted to the news.  I hadn't eaten, and hockey always lasts longer
than when we eat dinner.  Folks were a stickler for dinner at 5:30.
Probably so my dad could watch the news at 6.  They had some disgusting
looking meatloaf, so I decided that a better option would be for me and
Sean to go to Dairy Queen.  So we took off and had burgers and ice cream
and we walked down to the lake and sat down on the shore and held hands
watching the sun set.  Then we kissed and held each other as it got dark
and cool outside.

"Sean, I've never been to your house and met your family."  "How about this
weekend? Why don't I sleep over on Friday?"

Nervously, "ummm, sure, I guess" he said.

"Cool.  I promise not to kiss you in front of your Dad.  But I am owed one
dick up my ass from you in your bedroom."

He smiled excited about the upcoming weekend.



My legs felt like logs.  Man.  The day after the first practice is the
worst.  No way was I walking anywhere today, so I got up in time to catch
the bus grabbing a pop tart on my way out.  Jeff & Ryan even made it to the
bus.  They looked like they were feeling exactly like I was.  Luckily the
whole team was probably like we were, so the scrimmage later in the day
would be even.  As the day went on, things felt better.  I drank Mountain
Dew all day to make sure I was wired for the scrimmage.

I skipped study hall and went right to the locker-room to stretch and get
ready.  There was a gym class going on in the basketball arena, so I went
over there when I arrived and sat up on the bleachers and watched.  Looked
like coed volleyball was going on.  I saw Sean playing on one of the teams.
He was a terrible volleyball player.  Not that I was much better, but he
was all over the place bumping into people.  He saw me and gave me a wave.
I watched my boyfriend a little longer, watching his ass bounce around in
his gym shorts.  Then I got going to stretch and get ready for scrimmage.
Coach was in his office, so I went and said hi.  He was a pretty good guy I
considered.  He played hockey in college and bounced around in the minors
for awhile.  So he knew what he was doing.  He showed me some plays that he
drew up for the varsity team which seemed pretty standard.  I thought that
someday maybe I would like to be a coach.

"Brian, we are really going to count on your line this year.  We lost a lot
of good players last year.  We will see how it goes, but you should be on
the top line this year with Dennis and Bill."

Damn, I thought.  No Jeff.  We have been playing on the same line forever.
"What about Jeff?  We've been together since squirts."

"I want Jeff to center the second line.  We need you two both to be
centers.  This way we will have two good scoring lines."

That made sense.  I hoped Jeff didn't get mad about being on the second
line.

I went and started stretching and putting on my gear and went out to the
rink for a skate before everybody else got there.  I liked skating alone.
It was peaceful.  I went over the plays the coach just showed me and I
tried to act like I was doing them in a game.  I kept getting Sean's image
in my head and decided to go into the stalls and jack off.  That would
relax me.  I took off my skates and went into the bathroom stalls in the
lockerroom.  I heard somebody make a noise.  SHIT.  I thought.  Who could
be in here right now.  Then I heard more noises.  Moaning noises from two
people.  Hmmmm I thought.  Somebody is being naughty too.

I got on my knees and looked down under the stalls to see where they were
and they were 3 stalls down from me.  So I got up and moved super quiet
down to the stall next to where the noises were coming from and stood on
top of the toilet seat to peek over the top to see what was going on.  What
an eyeful.  Two naked boys, one sucking the other one off.  Both of the
guys were freshmen on the team.  Of course, I couldn't not say something,
so I said "Make sure you give him some ball play!"  Very startled and very
scared, they tried to hide their boners and basically try to disappear from
earth.

I went over to their stall, and I guarantee they thought that I was going
to whip their ass.  But I just went up to one of the guys, who's name I
learned was Paul and grabbed his thin, but longish dick and gave it a few
tugs.  It was very crampt in there, the other frosh who's name I learned
was Dwayne sat up on the toilet.

I leaned over the toilet and invited Paul to stick his nice thin long dick
up my ass while I sucked his buddy off.  He spit on his dick and rubbed
some spit up my ass and started pounding away.  It felt nice.  Dwayne came
in about a minute of me sucking him off.  He was probably pretty close
before I interrupted him.  Paul came in a few minutes.  My dick was rock
hard and Dwayne returned the favor for me.  I sprayed a nice load onto his
face.

"I guess we know who the gay varsity player they were talking about
is... We'd love to do this again" Paul said.

I game them a smile and told them they better get ready for the scrimmage.
"I've got a boyfriend, but today was fun.  Be careful next time!".

I felt a little guilty, but not so much.  I'm a horny teenager anyways.  I
went and took a quick shower to drain the cum out of my ass, and the team
began entering the lockerroom.  I mentioned to coach to keep an eye on Paul
& Dwayne on the ice.  They might be worthy of moving up to varsity.  A full
year with those two going on out of town tournaments could be nice.

I told Jeff what the coach had planned for us two, and he seemed a little
bummed out.  But not too much.  He was happy to be leading a top line.

Rules for the scrimmage were no checking, which nobody was going to pay
attention to.  So we got going.  I noticed that Paul and Dwayne were on the
top line for JV, and I was center for the varsity top line.  Puck dropped,
and we got started.  It wasn't like a real game, but I played like it was
game 7 in the Stanley Cup.  There were some good players on JV too.  Not
all freshmen.  Some older guys who just weren't at varsity level, and would
for sure start if they went to a smaller school.

The game went on and my line wasn't clicking.  We never played together
before very much, so we would have to practice a lot to get better.  On one
of my shifts, Paul took a hard slapshot that hit me in the back of the
helmet.  Knocked me down, but didn't really hurt that much, but I was
pissed off anyways.  Even though this little fucker just fucked me up the
ass, no way was I going to let that go unnoticed.

A couple of shifts later, Paul was scrapping for a puck in the corner, so I
started flying towards the corner and just laid a hard check on him, with a
little elbow action for good measure.  I really nailed him.  And he went
down.  Coach blew his whistle.  "CHRIST #6, WHO THE FUCK IS THAT?  BRIAN,
WHAT ARE YOU FUCKING DOING!!!!???"

"Just playing the game coach" I said as I skated back to the bench.  "Why
are you #6, I have you as #5 on my sheet?"  "That was last year coach"
Coach loved that hard hitting shit, he just had to say something to make
Paul think I was in trouble.  Paul made it back to his bench and he took a
few shifts off.  Jeff's line scored a couple of goals and we won a sloppy
scrimmage 2-0.  Coach wasn't happy about that.


Back in the lockerroom, I went over to Paul's locker, with Dwayne carefully
looking on to his boyfriend's wounds.  He had a little cut on the chin.  I
sat down besides Paul and put my arm around him.  Told him that is how you
play the game in varsity.  He knew.  "Next scrimmage, make sure you give me
or somebody like that a hard check.  Coach likes that."  I gave him a
squeeze and a smile went back to my own locker.  Jeff looked pretty happy.
He had more success meshing with his new line than I did, that is for sure.
I better get my crap together, or I wouldn't be centering the top line for
long I thought.  Jeff's parents were nice enough to pick us all up and take
us out for pizza.  Glad I didn't have to walk home.

I laid in bed thinking about Paul and Dwayne, and Sean of course.  Maybe
Sean would be up for a little bed party with all of us some day.  That
would be fun.  Off to dreamland.


The rest of the week went by and Friday slowly came to an end.  I sat in
last period study hall looking out over the football field day dreaming
when Brianna came up next to me and we talked about Jeff for awhile.  They
were turning into quite the item, but with hockey, it seemed we were always
busy now.  "That's how Sean feels too I think."  I said.  She said we
should go see a movie all together this weekend.  I said Saturday would be
fun.  I was sleeping over at Sean's house on Friday.  She said that we were
lucky because she couldn't have sleepovers with her boyfriends.  "Just
another one of those advantages to being a homo I guess..."  She laughed.

"When are you going to find one of your hot friends to out with Ryan?"  I
asked.

"Ohh, is he looking for a girl?  My friend Shana told me at the party that
she thought he was cute., should we play matchmaker on Saturday?"

Definitely.  Ryan needed to go out on a date badly and Shana was hot.  I
didn't know her very well, but she had a nice big rack on her.  Finally
school was over and I told Jeff about the plans.  He was all for it.  I
told him I had to go, I was staying over at Sean's house tonight.  "Can I
come too?"

"NO".  You have to go tell Ryan about his blind date so he can be nervous
for two days.

I caught Sean's bus just in time and we sat together talking about stuff.
I never had been to his house, his neighborhood wasn't too far from mine,
probably like a mile, but it was definitely in the rich section of town, I
could tell that.  We got off at his stop and we went down this small road,
which he said was his driveway to his house.  His house was huge.  He
punched in a code at his gate and we walked up.  I looked around and saw
the lake was his back yard.  "Cool, I said."  He just shrugged.  We went
into his house and it was what I imagined walking into the queen of
england's house.  It was like a museum.  I couldn't believe it.

I stood in his foyer, not sure if I should move or not.  A lady, I presumed
was a maid or something came up and took our book bags and jackets and put
them somewhere.  We took our shoes off and walked into the kitchen, where
another lady was cooking.  This lady turned out to be his mom.  She was
nice enough.  I told her that my parents wanted to invite them for dinner.
She said that she talked to my mom this morning, and they were going over
to my house tonight.  Instant smiles were up on me and Sean's faces until I
saw the guy he rode away with at the party.  His brother.  He told his mom
that he was going out to the mall with some friends.  Our smiles returned.
Then a man I can describe as an older hotter version of Sean came walking
in.  He was dressed in what looked like a really fancy suit and tie with a
really expensive looking watch on.  This turned out to be his dad.  Kiss
Sean in front of his dad, Shit, I wanted to kiss his dad!

We went out to their living room and he poured a drink of brandy or
something and we had cans of pop.  He talked about hockey and the chances
for our team this year.  I told him that we have a lot of new players and
that we will figure it out.  We were a pretty young team.  He told me that
he saw in the paper that we were rated #6 in the state.  I wondered how
they could rate us when we haven't even played a game.  I tried to show him
some of the new plays we were working on, but he didn't know much about
hockey.  He said he was from Florida.

Sean's mom said that dinner would be ready for us at around 6, just take it
out of the oven.  She hurried her husband around to get him ready for their
dinner plans with my parents.

I went with Sean for the grand tour of his house.  How polite I thought.
When I brought him to my house, I just took him to my room and jumped his
bones, and bone.  They had a game room that had a pool table, pin ball,
video games and everything.  They even had a real slot machine that Sean
told me used to be in a casino in Las Vegas.  I asked him if we could play
a game, and he told me to wait till later, he wanted to show me his room.

Which he did.  We entered his room and he closed the door and locked it.  I
wished I had a lock on my door.  We took each other in our arms and kissed
passionately.  We hadn't had any "alone" time in a while.  I missed him,
and I could tell he missed me.  In no time, I had his pants down and was
eagerly sucking on his perfect dick.  Then we heard a knock on his door.
His dad...  We got ourselves together and Sean opened the door and his dad
said they were leaving and the food was on the table, so get out and eat
before it gets cold.

So we did as told.  Our lust would have to wait awhile.  We sat down at the
table and his mom served us a salad and lasagna.  It was incredible.  It
was better than anything my mom could cook, that is for sure.  I
complimented her on how good it was and she exclaimed that she was a chef
at a fancy restaurant in New York City when she was younger.  I wondered
what she would think of my Mom's cooking.  Not to complain, but her cooking
was not so good.  When they left, I told Sean I was worried about my mom's
cooking and reminded him of the meatloaf we didn't eat the week before.  He
laughed so hard, milk came out of his nose.  I liked to make him laugh.  He
is a very serious person to me it seems.  Seems like he is always deep in
thought.

We went into their `movie' room.  He had cable with HBO and everything.
Lethal Weapon was on in 40 minutes.  This was so cool.  We sat snuggled
together under a blanket on a big oversized leather couch talking and
getting to know each other more and more.  His brother walked in, and I was
surprised that Sean didn't do anything.  His brother told me how cute we
looked together and went on his way.

"I take it your brother knows about us."

"Yeah, he heard about us at school I guess, then he asked me about it.  He
told me that I should tell mom and dad, but I'm not ready yet."

I held him close and laid my head on his lap and we watched the movie, or
tried to.  About 10 minutes into it, we were both naked in a 69 position.
I hoped that his parents weren't so disgusted with my moms cooking that
they came home early.

I told him he had to repay his debt.  It took him a while to remember, but
he got the hint and got some lotion or something from the bathroom and then
started licking my hole.  I loved every lick.  Then he rubbed my hole with
the lotion, and he put his dick up against my hole.  He pushed in and I was
in ecstasy.  He went all the way in and out.  His dick filling up my tight
hole.  He really filled it up too.  His dick seemed like it was the perfect
size for my ass.  He kept going and going, suddenly I couldn't hold back
and I shot my load up in the air, some landing in his hair.  That is all it
took for him and he blew his load in my ass.  I loved the way his dick felt
inside me and I wanted it to stay there for ever.  But alas, it started
going soft and he moved off of me and we went to their bathroom to take a
shower.  To say it was a bathroom was an understatement.  It was huge.  It
had this walk in thing that had like 6 shower heads built into the walls on
each side.  He closed the door and turned it on and there was water coming
at us in all directions.  This was awesome.  We didn't do much washing in
the shower, in fact, we made another mess all over each other, then we sat
in his whirlpool and he sat in front of me and leaned back into me.  I was
in heaven.  I had this great boyfriend, who apparently someday will be
super rich.  I suddenly felt guilty for what I did earlier in the week and
promised myself to not do that again.  The whirlpool felt really good on my
aching muscles from all the hockey this week.

We were totally relaxed in the whirlpool, the water whooshing, him leaning
up against me at my now very satisfied dick.  Music in the background,
nothing could be more perfect, until the door opened and his dad walked in
on us.

I think Sean must have been dozing, because he didn't do anything.

HOLY SHIT!  He didn't seem like that hot version of Sean anymore to me.  He
scared the hell out of me.

"Oh my god!"  He yelled.  Sean woke up and instantly tensed up.  "You two
get dried off and dressed.  We have some things to talk about" he said.
Crap, me too.  It's not my fault his son forgot to lock the door.

Sean gave me a look after his dad left of dread.  "Do you really think he
will get mad for you being gay?"

"I dunno.  I've never heard him say anything bad about gays I guess.  But
you never know."

I looked in his eyes and told him no matter what, I would stick by him.  We
kissed and hugged and slothed our way upstairs where a very shocked looking
mom and dad were waiting for us.


"Well, do you guys have an explanation for what I just saw in the
bathroom?"  his dad questioned.

I looked at Sean as to who should respond.  I thought it should be Sean
because it is his house.  "Ummm, mom and dad, I wanted to tell you, but I
wasn't sure how you would react.  I really did."

"Sean, we really wished you would have been honest with us from the
beginning."  His mom said.

"I know" he mumbled.

"Now for you both.  There are going to be rules if you two are going to be
a couple, or whatever it is you call each other.  First, this is going to
be the same thing as if you were with a girl.  No sex in the house.  Your
not even 16 yet.  Second, any sleepovers, you sleep in separate rooms.  We
have 10 bedrooms here, so that won't be a problem.  Third, well, I can't
think of a third."

"So your not mad with us?"  I asked.

"No we are just confused.  But after meeting your parents, we know you come
from a good family, so I'm not too worried about you."  I was relieved.  I
told them that my folks already knew.  They found out the easy way, not
like his dad had found out.  We told them that we were tired and if we
could go to sleep.  They said ok, but he made me sleep in a bed room all
the way on the other side of the house from Sean.  Nearby his brothers
room.

I was laying in bed thinking about what had just happened, thanking god
that his dad didn't rip my dick off my body when I heard his brother come
in.  I waved him into the room.  He asked if we had a fight, and I said no,
and told him what happened and how his dad caught us in the tub together so
we had to sleep in separate bedrooms.  He laughed really loud and slapped
the back of my head and left the room.  What a cool brother I thought.

When I woke up, the room was full of sunlight.  The room didn't have any
curtains.  So I groaned and got up to relieve my morning bone.  Not knowing
for sure what to do, I walked super soft into the kitchen, and nobody was
around.  I looked at the clock and it was only 7am.  Crap.  I thought.  I
looked out the backyard and saw that there was a trail that went around the
lake, so I left a note on the counter that I was going for a job around the
lake.  Not to worry.

It was a nice cool sunny fall morning.  When I got closer to downtown,
there were more people jogging on the trail.  So I turned back to the
house.  It was about 2 miles back.  At least coach would be happy that I
was out running I thought.  I kept thinking about what happened, and I
hoped that Sean wasn't freaked out by everything.  I really wanted to jump
in the lake, but the water would be too cold, being late September and all.

So I decided to go back into the house and everybody seemed to be up and
running.  The maid was cooking breakfast, Sean's dad was reading the paper
with some stock market thing on the tv.  His mom was looking at a calendar
or something.  I came in the door and everybody said hi, except for the
weird maid.  I wonder if she wasn't allowed to talk to people or something.
It was like nothing happened the night before.

"Oh Hi Brian", his dad said.  "How was your run?"

"Really nice.  Nice day out there.  I went up to downtown, then I ran out
of gas, so I came back."  "Can I use one of your showers?  I kindoff stink.
He pointed to the one that was near my bedroom.  I then realized I didn't
even bring extra cloths, so I went and asked sean's brother if I could
borrow a shirt.  He was a little taller than me, but pretty close.  He gave
me what looked like a very old shirt, probably knowing he would never see
it again..

When I got out, and dried off, I got dressed and went back up to the
kitchen and Sean still wasn't up.  I asked his dad if I should go wake him
up, and he said yes, but he was watching the clock.  I knew what he meant.

I entered Sean's room and he was sleeping like a baby.  I laid down next to
him and held him.  He smelled so sweet, and looked even sweeter.  I gave
him a kiss on the ear and he started to stir.  When he woke up he gave me a
nice kiss and started to grab at my dick, but I told him his dad had us on
the clock, so we couldn't have any fun until later.  "ahhh, he said, look
at this!"  He pulled down the covers and showed me his very hard dick.  I
gave it a tug and told him to get up and eat breakfast.

We ate breakfast and then went down to the game room and played pool and
all of the video games.

Sean's dad came down to see what we were up to and was pleasantly happy
that we were playing games, not playing games with each other.  We told him
about our plans for the triple date and if he could give us a ride over to
our house, then we were going to go to the movies.  Shana was 16 and her
parents had a mini van, so she was going to drive us all to the movie.
Sean asked if he could stay at my house for the night, his dad said that
would be ok, but he wanted to stop in my parents to tell them about last
night, and the rules he thought should be enforced at both of our houses.
I groaned...  How embarrassing.

When we got in the house, me and Sean hid in the basement while our parents
surely discussed our misadventures the night before.  Then I heard my dad
yell at me, "Brian, get your ass up here!"

Great I thought.  There my parents were with Sean's dad with my parents
looking extremely angry.

"Brian, do you have something to say to Mr. Lewis?  I think you owe him a
big apology."  My dad said angrily.

"Umm, yes, we are very sorry about what happened and we promise it won't
happen again."  I said.

"You bet it isn't going to happen again."  Damn I thought...  But I thought
that I had my ways of sneaking around.  No way we weren't going to get
going without sex for long.

Our parents agreed that two weeks without any sleepovers would be a good
punishment, so that was settled.  My mom just looked at me and smiled.  I
could tell she probably didn't have a big problem with it.

Shana came and picked us up a little while after that.  I was happy to get
out of the house.  We had a fun time and I think that Ryan and Shana hit it
off pretty good.  Jeff and Brianna made out the whole movie, but she
wouldn't let him have any real fun yet.  Poor Jeff.



The Game: Not being able to be intimate with Sean helped me with my
concentration on hockey.  Through the next couple of weeks, my new
linemates and me worked very hard and we were getting used to our styles of
play.  We were scoring a lot in scrimmages and were getting along good on
and off the ice.  We figured out our roles when we were playing, and that
helped out a lot.  Just in time too.  Our first game was coming up in just
a couple of days.

Hockey in Minnesota is like football in Texas.  It is the sport.  It is
very hard to even get into the arenas to see the games.  I was really
pumped up.  We were playing against our biggest rival.  Hill, which was a
catholic school in the same town.  We knew most of the players on the team
from playing with each other when we were younger.  We hated Hill, they
hated us.  On Friday, the game finally came.  We wore our uniforms at
school that day and they had a big pep rally in the gym.  I can still feel
the goosebumps from all of those pep rallies.  The place was rocking.  I
knew Hill was doing the same thing at the same time.

Finally the school day was over and we all went to the lockers to get
ready.  It was an agonizing wait.  Everybody was sitting pretty quiet
thinking.  Jeff was next to me, and Ryan was next to him.  We knew we were
only sophmores, but we were the players the team was counting on this year.
Then coach came into the lockerroom for his speech.

"Ok Guys.  You know what to do.  So do it.  Play these guys like you know
how to do.  The way we taught you.  Hit em hard.  I also have an
announcement.  He held his hands up and had a C and two A patches.
Captains and assistant captains were going to be announced.  Jeff, get up
here.  He gave Jeff an A.  Brian, get up here.  He gave me an A.  We were
wondering who would be captain, probably a senior, then he said, Ryan, get
your ass up here!!!!  Ryan was our captain.  He almost started crying.  He
wasn't the best player on the team, but man, he worked his ass off more
than anybody else.

We had a big cheer in the lockerroom and went out for our practice skate
before the game.  There were a few people in the stands.  I saw my parents
and Seans parents sitting together.  Sean sitting next to them.  They were
close to the ice, so I cracked my stick against the glass to get their
attention.  It did.  They all jumped and I laughed.  I gave them a wave and
went back to warming up.  I saw an old friend of mine Rich warming up for
Hill.  We were good buddies when we were kids, but since he started going
to catholic schools, we weren't close anymore.  He was a beast.  Like 6'
1", had to be 200 pounds.  He gave me a look of disgust when he skated by
me.

The game finally started.  I was on the top line and we got to the face
off.  I remembered the guy from last year and he was all state as a Junior,
he was really good.

The game went on with no scoring through the first period.  We had some
good chances, but just couldn't get it past their goalie.  We got a pep
talk at intermission and I was super pumped up.  I was skating with a
purpose.  I was seeing plays two and three passes ahead of the play.  I was
skating backwards towards the center of the ice and Dennis gave me a sweet
pass.  BINGO I thought.  Slapshot, upper right.  GOAL!

The place went nuts.  Well, half of the arena anyways.  The other half was
booing.  God that felt good.  Always good to get the first goal of the
night out of the way.  While I was skating back to the bench, Rich skated
past me and said "nice goal faggot".  I looked at him and just laughed.

A few shifts later, we were really peppering their goalie.  Ryan took a
slapshot and the goalie left the rebound sitting out there and I took a
backhand slap at it and snuck it over his shoulder.  BINGO!  #2 I thought.
Just then, all I saw was stars.  I caught a bad elbow to the chin and did a
spin and landed on my back.

Ohhh man, did that hurt.  I looked up and Ryan came in and started getting
into it with the guy that sucker hit me.  Christ, it was Rich.  That
fucker.  I got up slowly and started skating towards Rich and Ryan and the
referees were trying to break it up.  Rich pointed at me and said that is
what faggots deserve.  Now I was pissed off.  What a cheap shot from this
fucker.  I got back to the bench and I had a cut on my chin.  I went back
to the lockerroom and the trainer gave me a couple of stitches and then the
rest of the team came back in after the end of the second period.  They all
asked me how I was doing.  I was fine.  A little sore, but more pissed off
I thought.  Coach came over and asked me to try not to get thrown out of
the game.  He knew that would be a tough task for me.

Coach kept me off the first couple of shifts to cool off.  Jeff's line
scored a goal, and the checking line actually managed a goal.  We were up
4-1 with about 7 minutes left.  Coach called our line out when he saw that
the line Rich was on was going out for a shift.  This coach knew his stuff.
This is the stuff that real hockey players appreciate.

Rich was a left defensemen, but he came up to take the face off.  "Hey
faggot.  Glad to see you could make it back.  Was hoping to put my stick up
your ass, but you would probably like that."  The ref told us to shut up
and he dropped the puck, and we dropped our gloves.  He was bigger than me,
but I knew how to take care of myself on the rink.  Usually the ref's would
break this up, but we had a score to settle, and the game was basically
over.

We danced around on the ice for a while trying to get a punch in and I
managed to get his helmet off and just started unloading on him.  He got a
few shots in, but I still had my helmet on and his punches didn't connect.

I was able to push him onto the ice and I just started wailing on him.  He
was a bloody mess when the ref's pulled me off of him.  I knew this
wouldn't be the last time I would have to defend who I was on the ice.
Especially against the northern teams.  I skated off the ice to a nice
round of applause, and many boo's from the Hill fans.  Coach gave me a wink
as I went back to the dressing room.

After the game was over, we won 5-1, everybody came into the lockerroom
yelling and cheering.  Then they saw me and the excitement was
overwhelming.  Coach came over to me and gave me a big bear hug, then told
me to see him in his office.

"Brian, they are probably going to suspend you for the next game, you know
that don't you?"

I said, "yes, I figured as much.  But I'm not going to let people talk to
me like that."

"Brian, what did he say to you?  I've never seen you like that before.  If
the ref's didn't pull you off of him, you might have given him brain
damage."

"I know coach.  But he was calling me a faggot all game, then he gave me
that cheap shot, so I gave him what he deserved."

"Brian, I know who you are, and you are going to have to deal with this
stuff the next time, well, a little controlled.  We can't afford to have
you in the stands every other game.  But I will tell you what.  What you
did out there, I guarantee you every college scout will be calling me on
Monday to get a copy of the game tape."  He smiled and gave me another hug.
"Brian, you play the game the way it should be played.  I can't believe
that you are gay, but I don't care.  You just do your thing."

I was really happy.  I scored twice, beat up a biggot and my coach was
happy with it.  I knew my mom wouldn't be happy about it because she is
church friends with Rich's mom.

My parents, Sean's, Jeff's, and Ryan's all went out for pizza and pop after
the game.  We were all having a great time talking about the game.

Sean's Dad said to me, "Brian, where did you get that temper?  I can't
believe they didn't lock you up after that!"

Everybody pointed to my Dad.  My dad did have a famous temper.  He was a
boxer when he was in the Navy.  When he got mad, he got really mad.

I said, "I get mad at people who don't treat me or my friends with the
respect they deserve.  I usually don't do what I did out there, but he
deserved it if you could have heard what he was saying out there."

The dad's were downing pitcher after pitcher of beer and we all got stuffed
on pizza.  What a perfect night and game.  Plus I was sitting close to my
boyfriend with my arm around him.  When we left, we were in the parking lot
saying our goodbyes and we gave each other a big kiss on the lips, not
caring what anybody said.  And then we left.

"You really care about him, don't you Brian."  My dad asked.

"Yes Dad, I think I do.  He understands me."

My parents smiled in the front seats.




Hope you like.  Let me know if you want me to keep going.  This is still a
true story as best I can remember of my youth.