Date: Fri, 12 Apr 2013 07:45:32 -0700
From: Jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: "Three Kids in a Triangle, Part Two"  by Jay Roberts   Gay Young Friends

"Three Kids in a Triangle, Part Two"  by Jay Roberts   Gay Young Friends

I walked with Billy to our first class on Friday, the day following that
stuff with me wanking Billy.

"This afternoon?" I said with a smirk.

"Cant," he said with that cute blush that mean something was not being
told.

I made my face in a questioning look.

"Practice."

I said okay but he obviously lied.  There is no practice on Friday
afternoon and besides, how come he didn't suggest the weekend.

He walked away, slowly, as if he wanted me to call him back.  Something was
up.

Just then, as I was standing there, evil Dean came up to me.  He gave me
that window shade eye look.  You know up and down, especially down in the
lower regions of my pants.  Of course my treacherous prick started to
fatten up.  Yeah, he noticed and gave two "ha has."

"You busy today?"

"No why?"

"You're not seeing Billy, in your club house?"

"No."

He made that annoying noise which is spelled "tsk tsk." and strolled away,
giving me a nice shot of his perky muscular ass.

I walked home slowly, my mind whirling.  First off I was kinda feeling hot
over the sudden attention from sexy Dean, the boy everyone panted over.
Secondly I was still confused about Billy's suddenly being busy.  But I
went home and decided to do my homework right then so I'd be free for the
weekend.  As I finished, and my mind was free of that shit, it began to
think about Billy.  I almost smacked my forehead as I realized that Dean
referred to our Club House.  How did he know about that.?  I grabbed a
handful of cookies and made my way over to Billy"s garage.

Now this is a minor fact to tell but the hinges of the door to the garage
squeaked like a dog whose foot had been stepped on.  Finally I got some
Petroleum Jelly and put it on each of the three hinges and smiled proudly
at the success.  That was a few days ago.  I thought of that when I got in
front of the closed door.  I could hear sounds through it as it opened
silently thanks to the greasing.

I pushed the side door open a little.  It made no noise and I peered in.
My eyes had to get used to the dim light inside after being in the bright
sun but soon I made out a tableau you wouldn't believe.  There was Billy,
on his back, his eyes squeezed tight with his two handsome legs up in the
air.  He looked like a whore being fucked.

On top was Dean pushing in and out and saying some nasty things to my
friend, like "Come on girl, get with it.  You have to cum with me,
otherwise you're goin' regret it."

Billy was just wailing away, either in pain or passion, I couldn't tell.

Then to add more awful thing to the moment, Dean caught sight of me and
winked and made a motion for me to come closer.

I almost puked, especially because I saw my jar of jelly open.  They had
used it.

I slipped out of that hellish sight and shaking like I had a fever, I
dragged my feet, one in front of the other, back to my house.

"No, I'm not hungry," I said to my mom and went up to my room and crashed
on the bed.

Now I'm embarrassed to say that I fell asleep.  I guess my distress was
just drama.  The true shock with seeing that sort of sex with my friend and
I wasn't in on it.  He had jumped ahead to pretty advanced stuff and left
me behind.

So, no more shock, now I was just angry.  I did the whole act by not
calling him on the weekend and ignoring him in school.  I did that turn the
face away thing like I saw in the movies.  Finally he stopped trying to get
to talk to. me and make nice.  Maybe I carried this on too long, my dick
thought so and if it could talk, it might have said, "Dope, you just threw
away our feel goody boy."

Just when I thought I might just go home and wipe one off, I felt a piece
of paper in my pocket.  Hey sneaky Billy snuck it in.  I opened it and
read: I'LL BE THERE AFTER SCHOOL WAITING.

I was very pleased.  I definitely planned on being there, of course I have
to make him beg and that'll be part of the fun.

I couldn't wait for school to be over.  I rush home, dropped off my books
and headed for Billy's.  I had no chance of trying out the hinges as the
door was partly ajar.  I peered in fearing that Dean, the punk was there,
but instead Billy was alone, just inside the door.

Did I act mad?

Did I give me a piece of my mind?

No.

What I did was to throw my arms around him and he did the same to me.  He
kissed me on my neck.  That was nice.  Then are voices tumbled out over
each other's.  I guess he heard my question, "How was it?"

He stopped his babble and answered slowly.  "It was a little rough.  Not
too nice. It's not for us."

I let it drop but grinned evilly at Billy.  "You owe me something."

He went over to the couch and pointed at it.  "Sit!" like I was a dog.

I did and he surprised me by kneeling down in front of my knees, separating
them and pulling my jean buttons open in one pull.

"Whatcha doin'?"  .  "I'm goin' to give you a wank--but with my lips."

Whoa, that hit me like a ton of bricks.  Even though he hadn't started, my
eyes were whirling and my mouth was gaping.  I looked down to see his very
excellent wide tongue sticking out and he swiped my piss slit.

From then on, it was a roller coaster ride with me mewling like a baby and
Billy humming away happily in his task.

I'm a heavy pre cummer and he had plenty to slurp up and murmur "Yum" like
he was a food critic.  How I loved this guy and this moment.  If he asked
me for all my college money, I'd give it to him gladly as long as he kept
up this delicious sucking and licking.

He stopped.  I looked down.  He said, with wet dripping lips "You like?"

"It's so good, but don't stop, I already brimming."

I had one had on each of his fine ears and my legs were lifting and
lowering in a fuck motion.  He sucked harder, I dripped more.  Suddenly I
howled out that I was cumming.  He backed up slightly and I fired a volley.
He drank it and he drank the second and third.

Finally I reached that stage were his continuing to suck was just too
painful on my tired prick and I took my foot and put it on his chest and
pushed.  He rolled back and landed on his back, laughing.

"You want me to...?"

"Too late," he said, pointing to the puddle on the floor.

As I pulled my pants up I felt called upon to rate the day.  "It was a
happy day for me.  You got talent dearie."

"I know I do.  Next time we're gonna take you on a test flight."

I asked Billy seriously.  "What's the situation with you and Dean."

"Dean who?"


End of story