Date: Sat, 15 Sep 2012 21:53:46 -0700
From: Douglas DD DD <thehakaanen@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Big Time  Chapter 32

Greetings. In this chapter the high school story line asks if the Go to
State Team will survive after the current juniors graduate. In the
seventh grade story line we take a look at two pairings. One pair is
Danny and Carl and the other is Bobby and Noah.

The story is mine. You must be 18 to read. There are sexual
situations between minors. Please be safe. Keep Nifty going strong
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Douglas.  The hakaanen@hotmail.com


CHAPTER 32
PAIRINGS-1

<Junior Year, Monday, June 4>

Noah and I were up with the alarm. We showered together, dressed,
ate breakfast, and were off to school. We had become very efficient
at jumping out of bed and getting ready to leave on time. As a result
we squeezed out the most sleeping time we could. Shane and Lisa
were now into senior week and were asleep in their rooms, which
meant we had to tread a bit lighter than normal so as not to wake
them. Both of them gave us a very hard time about having two more
weeks of school left while they were finished, at least as far as
classes went.

I had a text from Marty, reminding me of the Go to State Team
meeting scheduled for after school on Wednesday at Bob's Burger
Barn. The Team was in some ways a formality now as we had most
things in place and running. This summer's team was the last for my
class, the founding juniors. I couldn't help but wonder if the
underclassmen would pick up what we had started. There were kids
like Justin, Chandler, Korey, Mickey, and Drew, who had  become
very active, but the question was whether they could drum up enough
interest in the JV players and the freshman to keep the Team viable.
Blaine was a good player, but he kept his distance from us.

"If they think the whole idea of the group is to win state
championships, then yeah, there isn't a lot of reason to keep it going,"
Noah said at lunch that day when I expressed some of my misgivings
about the younger kids. "Mayfield having its own elite teams was the
real reason we got this started. The rest is gravy. But some of them
seem to think their travel team was conjured up without any work
behind it."

We had managed to raise the money for a second team, which used
our old uniforms. Coach Ecklund took over coaching the freshman
and sophomores, which he could do since he coached at the middle
school and not at the high school.

"They treat us like we're from another planet when we tell them what
we went through to get things to where they are today."

"Do you think maybe we're turning into a bunch of old fogies even
before we start our senior year?" Noah asked.

"Oh my god, I sure hope not," I said. "But it's like the younger
generation just doesn't have the same drive and dedication that we
have. Damn, I'm sounding just like my dad. Maybe we are turning into
old fogies."

The meeting on Wednesday was mainly to say good-bye to the
seniors and to elect new officers. We held the meeting in the back
room of Bob's Burger Barn. Bob wanted to treat us to burgers, fries,
and shakes, which was a deal we couldn't turn down.

Marty called the meeting to order as we waited on our food. Rodney
read the minutes, which we approved, and Jerome gave the
treasurer's report. We had elected seniors to be the executive board
last year, except for the co-chair, who was me. We had gotten to the
point where we felt the year belonged to the seniors.

The only old business was, as Kevin put it, "One down and one to go.
Go seniors, both sets of us. We're not done yet."

New business was the elections. I guess nobody was surprised when
I was elected the chairman, giving me the chance to finish what I
started. Justin was elected co-chair as we gave it to an
underclassman, just in case they decided to carry on with running the
organization. I know there was a temptation among the
underclassmen to turn the entire operation over to the adults. Noah
became treasurer again and Lars became the secretary.

We enjoyed our burgers and our endless supply of fries. Bob also
supplied us with seconds on shakes if we wanted, which many of us
did. We all knew this was probably our last time together with the
graduating seniors, unless we had a reunion in the future.

"Of course we'll have a reunion," Marty said. "I think that's what State
Champions do. I can see us all with our big bellies and bald heads
talking about the good old days when we put a State Championship
trophy into the Mayfield High trophy case. Besides, Noah still owes us
a pool party, so we should be having our first reunion before the
summer is over."

"When we get together as old farts, will we talk about the three circle
jerks the night before the championship game?" Kevin asked.

"Talk about them?" Marty said with a laugh. "Hell, we'll have one of
our own just to show we can all still get it up."

With that the meeting broke up, not without a lot of sadness. As much
as us juniors liked to say we got the Team going, we knew in our
hearts it would never have accomplished what it did without those
seniors.

Marty stopped me as we walked out the door. "I've got something for
you." He handed me an envelope. I knew what was in it without
opening it. I gave him a big hug, which he returned, his strong arms
coming close to crushing me.

"Thanks," I said.

"No. Thank you. You're the best."

As I waited for Noah I opened the envelope which had "Mayfield High
School Mustangs" and the profile of a horse engraved on the front.
Inside was an invitation and ticket to Friday night's high school
graduation. The space in our gym was limited and invitations for non-
family members were limited. I was honored to be asked.

"It looks like Marty got you in," Noah said.

"Yeah, and I know he had to get at least three extra tickets—one for
me, one for Jeffrey, and one for Mister B." Of course Noah received
an invitation as a member of Shane and Lisa's family. "Can I sit with
you and your family?" I asked.

"Silly boy." Noah took my hand as we started walking out of the small
"downtown" area of Mayfield. "Who else would I want to sit with?"

"I love you, Noah."

"I know. And I love you, Eric." Then he took a serious tone. "And let's
finish our stupid essays for old lady Donahue so we can think about
finals."

"You're always Mister Serious."

"And you're not?"

"Okay, so I am at times."

"It's more like you are most of the time. Which is one of the zillion
reasons we love each other so much."

We walked to my house, our books in our backpacks, holding hands,
not caring one iota about what the good citizens of Mayfield thought
about two teenage boys strolling down their quiet streets holding
hands. After all, we were in love, we were State Baseball Champions,
and the world truly belonged to us on that spring evening.

++++++++++

<Seventh grade, Monday August 20 to Monday September 3>

**Danny and Carl**

"If you keep losing weight," Danny said, "you're going to disappear."
The two boys were lying on Carl's bed, their naked bodies still
glistening with sweat, after a long, hard run. Danny was running his
hand along Carl's still soft belly, his hand gliding along his friend's
sweaty skin. Carl still had a long way to go and was still chubby and
overweight, but Danny could see the progress his friend was making.

"I'm trying. Dad says I need to get into the weight lifting program at
school later this year," Carl said. He was enjoying the light rubbing of
Danny's hand. He was enjoying it so much, in fact, that his hairless
cock was rock hard. He could see that Danny, who, unlike him, had a
nice patch of pubic hair, was aroused as well.

"Do you think Mary Alice will ask you to go out with her?" Carl asked.

"I hope so. I kind of like her and she's getting really fine. Her boobs
are really growing."

"Just like your dick is." Carl put his hand on Danny's boner, which
was moving up to four-and-a-half inches of hardness.

"That feels good."

"I wish I could get a girl to look at me," Carl said.

"I heard from Gavin that some girls told him that they've seen how
you've been losing weight and stuff. I bet you'll hear from somebody
when school starts."

Danny and Carl had no doubt about their sexual orientation. They
both liked girls; they liked looking at them, they liked talking about
them, they liked jerking off to fantasies about them. But, they also
liked having sex with each other, not so much as lovers, but as best
friends. And Danny, more so than Carl, didn't mind messing around
with other boys. Maybe more than most, Danny understood that
messing around with guys was just that, messing around with guys,
and that it had nothing to do with his being gay.

On the flip side none of Danny's friends for a moment doubted that he
was straight, even after he'd given one of them a master blowjob, just
as he'd done for Kraig the other day. While Kraig knew instinctively
that Hunter might be something other than a straight boy, Kraig also
knew that Danny, even when he had his dick in his mouth, was
straight. So while Kraig kept trying to seduce Hunter on the one hand,
he was perfectly good with Danny sucking him off on the couch in
Danny's living room and then listening to Danny talk about the girls
he liked while Kraig took care of Danny's needs.

"Want to fuck?" Carl asked.

"I thought you'd never ask."

"Before or after we shower?"

"Before. We're just gonna get sweaty again. Besides, I like your
smell."

"You're weird."

Danny grinned and said, "Only around you."

"So whose turn is it to take it."

"I don't know and I don't care. I just know I'm in the mood to have you
up my ass tonight."

"Okay."

Danny had been in lust with Carl's ample ass ever since he took on a
challenge from the middle school's baseball coaches and started
working with Carl, who was overweight and lazy, to get into shape.
The two ended up quickly becoming fast friends, and sexual play
followed. Danny was, without question, the dominant boy of the two
and he carefully plotted the taking of Carl's cherry. He even had a
practice session with the twins when he fucked Kevin while Eric
fucked Kraig right next to him on Kevin's bed.

But Carl had other ideas. He knew Danny wanted his ass and he
decided he would let Danny have it, providing he could fuck Danny
first. Carl saw this as a way to get out from under Danny's complete
domination. Danny was flabbergasted by the request. However, he
wanted Carl's butt so badly he relented. The end result was the two
boys becoming better and closer friends as their relationship became
one of equals.

"But, I want to lick out your ass first."

That suited Carl just fine and soon Danny had his face buried in the
crack of Carl's ass as his friend lay prone with his legs spread wide.
Danny knew that a lot of the stuff he liked doing was gay stuff, but he
fully intended to do the same things with any girl he took to bed.

He let his tongue wander along Carl's sweaty, musky ass, licking and
slurping and sucking and finally pushing his tongue against his
friend's pucker. He shoved his tongue into it. Carl moaned and
spread his legs wider. Danny could tell how Carl's ass cheeks had
gone from pure flab to a hard layer of muscle forming under the
remaining fat. He moved his tongue in deeper, eliciting a louder groan
from his fellow twelve year old.

"Fuck, Danny, if you don't stop I'm gonna cum all over my bed."

Reluctantly, Danny removed his face from Carl's crack. He didn't
know why, but the odors of Danny's ass were a huge turn-on for him.
The precum leaking from his cock was a good sign that he was more
than adequately turned on.

Danny rolled over on his back, getting himself in position for Carl's
penetration. Carl leaned over his friend, his face inches from Danny's.
The boys looked into each other's eyes as both of their faces moved
until their lips met—a meeting that was brief as their mouths opened,
their tongues found each other, and they kissed with a passion that
matched their high state of arousal.

"Fuck me, dude, or I'm the one that's gonna cum."

Carl obliged, aligning himself with Danny's ass. While Carl would
become bigger than average in the size department by the time he hit
sixteen, he was on the small size at age twelve, well under four
inches and hairless. But Danny's muscular ass held him, and while
he would end up giving his friend much more pleasure after they hit
their teens, Danny liked having Carl inside him almost as much as he
liked being inside of Carl.

Carl went to work humping Danny, pushing himself in as far as he
could and working not to move back too far and pop out. It was quick
rabbit fuck, but both boys loved the pleasure they got from it. Danny
started jerking himself off as Carl fucked him. He loved the feel of
Carl's sweat dripping on him and of his own sweat running down his
sides. The wet bodies had the boys slipping and sliding against each
other. The whole thing was very masculine to the boys, who didn't
see the sex as gay, but rather as a way of their practicing to be a
man.

The bed bounced with the exertions of the boys as they rutted and
grunted and moaned and squawked and cussed and came, first
Danny whose thickening pubescent cum shot over his chest and
belly, and then Carl whose small clear emission coated Danny's
intestine.

After they finished, they rolled over on their sides and completed the
kissing they had started earlier. It was not as passionate as the pre-
sex kissing had been, but it was just as erotic and just as sincere.

"I hope whatever girl I go out with kisses as good as you," Danny
said. "I'm getting boned up already and I just cummed."

"We better shower before my mom and dad come home."

"You could let me fuck you first."

"You're all yucky. You got sweat and cum on you and your hair is all
wet and messy, so I dunno."

Danny felt Carl's rising boner. "You know you want it." Carl gave
Danny a sexy leer.

The second round was different from the first as Danny fucked Carl
hard and deep with long hard strokes as opposed to the quick rapid
humps of Carl. This time the sex took longer as the boys had to build
back up after their recent orgasm. When the inevitable happened,
Danny's deepening voice emitted a growl and then he called out a
long low, "fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck," and fired deep into
Carl's hot, tight ass.

Since Carl hadn't cum yet, Danny pulled his cock out of his friend's
ass, shifted himself down, and put his lips around Carl's hard, thin
shaft. It took only seconds for Carl to respond as he squirted a couple
of small drops of sweet young boy cum onto Danny's tongue.

Once again they kissed as they recovered their wits. "Now we really
do gotta shower," Carl said.

They got off the bed and headed into Carl's private bathroom. "You
know, if I was gay I'd really like it," Danny said. "But damn, I gotta find
out what a girl is like before I'm thirteen." Danny had been naked with
a girl before during the infamous closet incident. He knew he wanted
more than what little he'd experienced at Tama's and he was certain
that seventh grade would be his time to get it.

**Noah and Bobby**

A couple of days after Bobby's sexual encounter with Missy, he and
Noah were cuddled up on Noah's king-sized bed, still sweaty from
their sexual exertions. Both boys had some of the miniscule amount
of clear, watery cum that Bobby had leaked sticking to their skins.

"Sometimes I think that just rubbing together like that is better than
fucking," Noah said.

"At least we can't pop out of each other's hole." Both boys giggled at
Bobby's statement.

"It's fun because we do a full body touch and our dicks touch and we
get to kiss all the time and we can roll on top on the bottom on the
sides..."

"...and it feels really good," Bobby concluded.

"Yeah, it really does feel really good." Noah had his arm around
Bobby's torso and his hand was idly rubbing Bobby's smooth,
freckled back. He pulled his eleven year old lover closer to him.
"You're going to be twelve in a couple of weeks."

"I've been telling people I'm twelve already since I'm the youngest in
our whole group." Noah said.  "We still gotta have a party for you."
Bobby's birthday was on September fifth, just after school started.

"I told you, I don't want no big party."

"It doesn't have to be big. We could invite Eric and Scott and the
twins and Lars—that's all. Well, my brothers and sister, too."

"Not Ethan."

"I never thought about inviting him."

"Just making sure since we spent a week together and I didn't like
him much."

"No Ethan."

Bobby hesitated a moment and then asked quietly, "But if you could
invite the McGowans, that would be real nice...and my brother."

"Anybody you want to be here can be there and anybody you don't
want to be here won't be here."

"Well, there is one person I want to be here that can't be."

"Who?"

"Missy."

"Yeah," Noah whispered. "Tell me what happened Saturday." Noah
knew a little bit; he knew that Bobby and Missy had slept together
and he knew that Duke and Lenny had gotten into trouble, but Bobby
said he would tell more later after Noah and his mom picked Bobby
up at the trailer. Noah felt that "later" had just arrived and it was time
for Bobby to tell him about the weekend.

"It was nothing, really," Bobby said, afraid of offending Noah. It had
been hard enough to just mention that Missy had slept in his bed with
him. He couldn't even say they'd been naked in the bed, although
Noah suspected as much. He knew Bobby well enough to know that
if nothing had happened other than being crowded together in
Bobby's bed, Bobby would have told him everything fully and quickly.

"Bobby, I love you more than anything. I won't be mad no matter what
happened, as long as nobody forced you and then I'd be super mad
at them."

"Nobody forced me to do nothing—um, anything." Noah and Bobby
exchanged grins. Bobby had learned more about proper English from
Noah then he ever had in the classroom or from Coach Sander's rule
about using proper grammar in team meetings. It didn't matter there
anyway, because he never talked at the team meetings.

Noah kept stroking Bobby's back like he was petting a kitten, with
gentleness and fondness and, most importantly, with love.

So Bobby started his story of the evening, telling about Tyler leaving
with Robby, about his reading "The Hobbit", about Duke barging in
with Missy and then leaving them alone in the trailer.

"I put some dinners in the microwave and we ate and then we talked
some," Bobby said.

"And what happened then?"

Bobby told about Missy saying how she'd never seen a boy naked,
only a man. He told about their remembering what happened
between them the first time Bobby ran way to the McGowan's barn.

"And then we got naked and looked at each other and somehow we
ended up in my bed. I can't really remember how, we were just there.
And the next thing I knew my boner was inside her and I did her."
Noah could feel Bobby's body tighten up after he made that
confession.

"Was it good?"

"Yeah. Not as good as you, but it was good. It made me think maybe
the only boy I like that way is you."

"What kind of way? I guess you mean like maybe you're not gay and
you just do it with me because...well, because we love each other?"

"Yeah, like that."

Noah thought it over and then said. "I'm glad you did it, so you don't
have to be worried about me being mad. Like I could ever be mad at
you."

"You're glad I did it?"

"It was something special right then wasn't it." Noah said that as a
statement not as a question, because he could feel through Bobby
that it had been something special.

"Yeah, it was. But I still love you and I told her I loved you."

"I never thought you didn't. I think what you did was kind of like what
Eric and I did when we fucked. Something special with a special
person, but it doesn't get in the way of our love. Does that make any
sense?"

"I think so, but it wouldn't work if we were like married or something."

Noah giggled even though he knew Bobby was being completely
serious. "Then it's a good thing we're not married or I'd have to throw
a frying pan or something at you. Smash the dishes against the wall,
like in the movies—that would be crazy."

Bobby was giggling now, too. "It would be really, really crazy."

"So what happened next?" Noah asked after the two of them calmed
down. Their bodies were tight to each other, their hands moving
almost unconsciously over their partner's smooth eleven year old
body.

"We did it again and then we fell asleep."

"And nobody caught you?"

"Well, they kinda didn't."

"I don't get it. How could they kind of not catch you?"

What Bobby didn't know right away was that he and Missy had been
caught by Bobby's mother, Cindy, when she came home. Since
Bobby wasn't in the living room she figured he must have gone to bed
early. She saw his open book, spine up, on the couch and decided
she was right and would look in on him. She could see the light
shining through the bottom of the door. When she quietly opened the
door she was stunned to see he was in bed with a girl. She saw that
the girl was Missy, Duke's niece. The top sheet covered them just
past their hips and there was no doubt in her mind that they two
children were naked.

Her first reaction was one of anger. She wanted to wake them and
scream at them for being stupid. But then she remembered all of the
things that had happened in her home since Bobby was seven years
old. That depravity made the scene in front her look innocent in
comparison.

She closed the door and returned to the living room. She would let
them sleep for now, but she knew that she would have to wake them
soon. The fact that Missy was here meant that Duke wasn't far
behind and that he would be returning, probably with Lenny.

When the McGowan's took her to George Bednarzyck, their lawyer,
Mr. B told her that he would prepare to apply to the judge for a
restraining order. "But you need to be aware that restraining orders
are often violated, especially by the likes of your friends. It's only a
piece of paper and won't actually protect you.  If there is even a hint
of their returning you need to call the sheriff's department." And that
was what now she did.

She knew she would have to wake up the two children and have
them dressed before a deputy stopped by, but before she could do so
the two of them stepped out of Bobby's bedroom, still naked, and not
at all shy about it.

"So she kind of caught you because she didn't wake you up after she
saw you two naked in your bed?" Noah asked.

"Yeah. I heard her on the phone when she called the sheriff, so I
woke up Missy and kinda thought mom would know we were in bed
together, so why hide anything? I mean it's not like that kind of shit
didn't used to happen all the time there. People were naked and
fucking and drinking and drugging ever since I can remember. But
right then she was telling us that she called the sheriff that Duke was
probably gonna show up soon. She said we probably should get
dressed and we did."

Noah knew that Bobby was going to have to catch his breath. He
rarely engaged in a long monolog like that. Finally Bobby told about
how Deputy Lee came by fifteen minutes later and talked with his
mom and with Missy about Duke and where he might have gone. He
asked what Duke was driving and what kind of vehicle Lenny drove.

"I've called the Mayfield police," he said, "and they're going to sit
down the road a piece with me. If Duke went looking for you in a
tavern he probably will be coming from the east, so we'll go down the
other way and park off the road where we can observe your driveway.
We want to nail his ass violating the restraining order. They said
they're going to see if they got drugs in the trucks, too, since I told
them before that Duke deals drugs. They want to really nail his ass."

He drove away and less than five minutes later a car came onto the
lot. It was Mr. Robinson and Tyler. They both came into the trailer
and immediately heard about Duke being in the area.

"I'm going to get out of your way then," Mr. Robinson said. "I hope
they throw their collective asses into jail."

"I just want to thank you again for being so good to Tyler," Cindy said.
"And to Bobby, too," remembering his Fourth of July trip.

"I'm just glad things are getting better for you and that you're working
at getting sober," Mr. Robinson said.

"I'm told I have to do it a day at a time."

"If it's all the same to you, it might be a good idea for me to take the
kids until the police nab those two. It could get pretty dicey."

"I hadn't thought of that," Bobby's mom said. "Yes, by all means,
please take them."

Mr. Robinson gave her his cell phone number. "Call me as soon as
it's all over."

Mr. Robinson left with Cindy, Bobby, Missy, and Tyler, and Bobby's
mother sat in the little living room awaiting the return of Duke. Cindy,
Bobby's mother, had no doubt that Duke would be accompanied by
Lenny. She had the number of Deputy Lee's cell phone in case the
two patrol cars should somehow miss Duke's return.

"We were all pretty nervous," Bobby said. "I was glad that Mr.
Robinson came to take us with him."

"When did Duke show up?" Noah knew that Bobby usually had to be
prodded to tell things.

"Maybe a half-hour later. What happened wasn't pretty, but it was
fast."

When Duke barged into the trailer the first person he keyed on was
Cindy. "So there you are bitch. Drunk as usual, I bet." Then he
laughed his ugly laugh. "That makes it a good way to start a party.
Just like old times. Let's get the kids drunk and have us a fucking
orgy. I wanna fuck that little boy of yours real bad." It was obvious
that he was wasted. "Where are the kids? In the back getting stoned
and fucking each other, I bet."

Lenny staggered in behind him, grinning wide. "Oh, hell ya, this is
gonna be a great night."

"I got a restraining order on you," Cindy said.

"Ain't no piece of paper is gonna stop Duke. You oughta know that."

They heard the sound of a car coming down the drive, but Duke
couldn't see any lights.

"Who the fuck's that? You got more company coming? See, I knowed
you didn't want to keep old Duke away."

Lenny opened the door and looked out. "Fuck, Duke, it's the cops.
Somehow she called the cops on us."

Duke looked at Cindy and slapped her across the face. "Bitch. You
fucking, evil bitch." His second slap was observed by the deputy
coming through the door. They now had an assault charg on Duke,
which gave them a lot more leverage to haul him in.

Red and blue lights started to flash on top of the police cars. Before
Cindy knew it the two men were in cuffs and being hauled off to a
patrol car. Duke screamed at Cindy, once again calling her a fucking
bitch. Cindy called Mr. Robinson, letting him know that Duke and
Lenny had been arrested, and he brought the four children back to
the trailer.

"What happened to Missy?"

"Mom talked to Officer Lee about her being Duke's niece and all.
They decided Missy could stay the night with us and somebody from
child protective would come in the morning. And that's what
happened."

"Where did Missy sleep? On the couch?"

"In my bed."

"Your mother let her sleep in your bed?"

"She seen us there already, so she figured what was done was done.
She said to be careful and not tell no...anybody." Noah grinned
again. Noah was at least getting the double negatives figured out.

"Did you sleep naked together?"

"Yeah."

"Did you do it again?"

"Yeah, two more times. We were so happy we did it again that night
and we did it again in the morning. I'm sure mom and Tyler heard us
in the morning, but they didn't bother us none. We just had t-shirts on
when we ate breakfast...it was so cool. So now you can do Eric
again."

"Don't be Silly. I'm not keeping track. I'm glad you were happy."

"Do you think maybe I'm not gay? That I just love you like we said?"

"So between, say, Missy and Eric who would you do first?"

Bobby thought a moment and said, "Eric."

"And Missy and Scott?"

 "Missy."

"And Missy and Hunter?"

"Missy."

"And Missy and the twins?"

Bobby gave another quick answer. "The twins. And between Missy
and you it's you all the way."

"See, you like the guys who say they're really gay before you like
Missy. I guess that says something."

"I guess so. I don't care. I want to do what you and me just did again."

Noah inched a wee bit closer to Bobby and kissed him. They kept
their lips together for a while; they allowed their tongues to play as
their little hairless cocklets came to attention. Noah licked Bobby's
neck and the space between Bobby's neck and shoulder. He
continued to lick downwards, licking Bobby's dime sized pink nipples,
sucking on each one until he carried his licking even farther down, his
tongue finding Bobby's naval, where he licked and sucked and
kissed.

Bobby writhed and moaned as Noah licked the erogenous places on
his torso until his tongue found Bobby's tight, marble sized balls. He
licked them, sucked on them, licked under them, licked his pink
pucker, and licked the head of Bobby's boner, before placing Bobby's
three-and-a-half steel pole into his mouth. The eleven year old
emitted a quiet, high moan that was almost inaudible.

"I want you on top of me," Bobby said with a hint of desperation in his
voice. "Please, oh please."

Noah kept on sucking Bobby as he moved his fingers down to
Bobby's ass crack, rubbing the crack, finding his opening, and placing
his middle finger slowly inside. Bobby squeezed his muscles against
the intruder as Noah moved it deeper and deeper until he found
Bobby's secret spot, the sweet spot that every boy who had learned
of its existence loves to have touched.

Another high pitched moan worked its way out of Bobby and Noah
sucked his cock and finger fucked his ass, working Bobby's sweet
spot over and over and over until Bobby could no longer stand the
feelings that washed over him in wave after wave after wave of
ecstasy. His little body shook and bucked as spasms of orgasmic joy
hit almost ever fiber of his being. Noah could feel Bobby's dick twitch
with his orgasm and then he could taste the sweet fluid that seeped
out of his cockhead.

Noah pulled his finger out of Bobby's ass and put it to his nose,
inhaling the ripe boy fragrance. The smell of his boyfriend's insides
only served to make Noah even hornier.

It was only then that Noah got on top of Bobby as he quickly humped
the boy who was almost comatose from the intense feelings that had
just hit him. Noah didn't last long as he rubbed himself along Bobby's
abdomen, lubricated with sweat, until his own cocklet went into
spasms of dry orgasmic bliss.

"That was perfect," Bobby said breathlessly as they traded light
kisses and loving strokes. "I love you so much, Noah."

"I love you, Bobby. I love you now and forever."

The two naked boys finally made their way under the covers and fell
into a blissful sleep, with Noah happy, as always, to have the redhead
in his bed and close to him, and Bobby confirming in his own mind
that whatever it was that Missy had to offer, it didn't come close to
what he already had from Noah.

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