Date: Mon, 19 Jan 2015 19:25:31 -0800
From: queer.4.life fag <queer.4.life@outlook.com>
Subject: Trevor and Dean

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      Trevor loved going to Sunday dinners at the homes of his parents
friends, and especially the ones where a boy about his age lived so he had
someone to be with for the day.  Today he rode with his two older sisters
in the back seat of the family SUV the eighteen miles south to the home of
the Connors.  Now they came off the road that passed along a bluff
overlooking the sound and bay to low farmland.  They'd arrive at the
Connor's in about ten minutes.
      The Connors had two daughters about Trevor's sister's ages, fifteen
and sixteen.  Joan was fifteen, kind of a hoodlum, and his other sister
Darla, the social bug, was sixteen.  They were bitches, always trying to
boss Trevor around.  After he caught Joan smoking cigarettes she had been
leaving him alone, afraid he'd tell their parents.  He wouldn't because
Joan knew he was gay, but the threat about the cigarettes held some power
over her.
      Trevor lucked out when they passed out the brains because he never
really had to work hard to get good grades.  Once he figured out they just
wanted him to remember and repeat back the things they taught him he did
just fine, and he kept his original thinking to himself most of the time.
He was about 5' 7" tall and 145 pounds, no baby fat left, and he liked to
smile because people told him he had a good one.  He kept his auburn hair
kind of long, like over his ears.
      It seemed like Trevor always knew he was gay, although he liked to
think of himself as queer because a lot of the stuff he did to get off
sexually might be thought of as weird to most guys he knew, and also a lot
of adults too.  He'd tried to shove every conceivable type of elongated
fruit and vegetable up his ass: Bananas went all squishy, but were kind of
fun to rub on his dick and jack off with.  He liked carrots best, but he
really liked the feeling of the back scrub brush handle in the shower, all
sudsy and shaped like a dick sliding up his hole.  He confronted his
feelings for other boys head on in the fifth grade when he was only eleven
and he fell in love with a blond haired boy who came into their school from
California.  Trevor couldn't get enough of looking at Paul, all tan and
long blond hair, and imagining him naked underneath Trevor while they
rubbed their dicks together.  Many of his jack off fantasies were still
about Paul and dry humping with him.  He'd never actually done anything
with another guy, but when his sister babysat this four year old boy from
down the street Trevor would wrestle with him and put his hands on the kids
dick and his ass.  Once he even slid his finger into the back top of the
boy's ass crack and sniffed it the rest of the day.  It smelled sweet and
made him hot.
      "What are you thinking about faggot?" Joan whispered to him.
      "Why?" Trevor said.
      "Your pants are tenting," she said.
      Trevor blushed and put his hands over his faded blue jeans front for
the rest of the ride.
      They arrived at the Connor's two story frame house in Lovett, a small
town in the farming valley.  The town only had one gas station/store/post
office combination, a cafe, a tavern, and a church.  Oh yeah, and an
elementary school where the Connor's son Dean went to school and his dad
Ernie was the principal.
      Dean was twelve, and Trevor fourteen, but Dean was a little small for
his age so they had held him back in school one year so he'd have time to
grow some.  Dean wasn't stupid or anything, just small and immature, that's
what the school counselor said.  He didn't feel immature, whatever that
meant anyway.  He was starting to grow hair down there above his dick, and
his balls were getting bigger.  He figured that meant he was getting mature
all right.  He even made a few drops of jism when he jerked off.  It was
good to see Trevor again.  He liked the older boy a lot, and if they had
lived in the same town they would have been friends for sure.  Their
parents had been friends since college, long before Trevor and Dean were
born.
      "Hey Trevor, what's going on?" Dean said as they bumped fists.
Dean's voice hadn't changed much yet and still had the kids high tones.
      "Nothing.  How you doing?"
      Trevor looked at Dean, short and skinny, glasses, brown hair combed
to the left with a part on the right.  He was cute, that's what Trevor
thought.  Not handsome, or sexy, or anything, just cute.  Trevor didn't
look at him like a cute girl or anything like that because he didn't feel
anything about girls except some of them were real good friends, like loyal
and honest and shit like that.
      "I'm okay.  Let's go to my room until dinner."
      "Okay," Trevor said, happy to be getting away from the adults and the
girls.
      In his room on the lower floor next to his parents bedroom Dean
showed Trevor his awards, one recent one for some science exhibit at the
fair.  They talked about how Dean's room was next to his mom and dad's so
he couldn't sneak out at night when he got older.  Trevor's room was right
above his parents bedroom for the same reason they were sure.  Neither of
them thought they'd need to get out of the house in secret anyway so it
didn't matter.  They played a couple of games on Dean's computer, sitting
side by side in two rolling chairs without arms, until Dean's mom came to
the door.
      "Dean I need you to set the table for dinner," JoAnn said.
      "Okay mom," Dean said.  "I'll be back in a couple of minutes.  You
can play around with the computer if you want."
      "Thanks," Trevor said.
      Trevor loved to snoop into other peoples affairs, so he went to
Dean's documents and poked around, opening a few files to see what he was
into.  There were some things on cars and science, nothing on girls, so
Trevor went to his downloads where he got most of the same things as the
documents.  Trevor figured there'd be at least something with naked women
or people fucking and sucking.  The boys lived in a era of accessible
sexual information and media and it made it easy to look at stuff that made
them hot.  One thing caught his eye, a file marked `Science'.  Why would
Dean put science on a folder unless he wanted to make it look so obvious
about his usual passion that nobody would suspect something different, so
Trevor opened it.  He opened the internal files one at a time until he
found a file marked `Experiments'.  He opened that one and sat stunned like
a stone statue while he scrolled through the pictures of boys his age and
younger doing everything imaginable with their mouths, hands, Trevor's dick
got hard immediately and he would have rubbed it but he heard Dean coming
back to his room.
      "We got time for another game before we eat?" Trevor said.
      "Sure," Dean said.
      Dean sat beside him in the other chair and pulled it close to Trevor.
Trevor thought he could feel the other boy's heat and his dick was still
hard enough to want relief.  Where did Dean get the pictures?  Some of the
boys were little, like eight or so, and they were doing the same stuff the
older boys did too, like sucking dicks and touching assholes, and kissing.
Holy shit they were kissing full on the mouth.  Trevor shuddered.
      "Are you cold or something?" Dean said.
      "No, just thought of something weird is all."
      "What?"
      "I'll tell you after dinner," Trevor said.  Maybe I'll show you after
dinner he thought.
      "After we eat we can go over to the gym and shoot hoops if you want,"
Dean said.  "tell me then."
      "Sure, sounds cool," Trevor said.  He noticed then that Dean was
staring at his crotch and Trevor made no move to hide his erection from the
other boy.
      They had a big dinner of roast beef, mashed potatoes, green beans
with bacon, and hot rolls with butter.  Trevor felt flushed and hot and he
couldn't seem to make his dick soft again.  It took nearly an hour to eat
and Dean got up after excusing himself.  Trevor followed suit.
      "We're going to go over to the school and shoot some hoops Dad," Dean
said.
      "That sounds cool," Ernie Connor said.  "Don't take the full set of
keys, just the one for the gym and the locker room in case you have to use
the bathroom."
      "Be back for dessert in two hours boys," Trevor's mom said.
      The boys walked to the gym in a damp light rain and Dean used his
dad's keys to open the gym door.  Trevor had been looking at him as they
walked over from the house.  He's kind of a little kid still he thought.  I
wonder what he looks like naked.  Trevor knew exactly what he would do if
he could touch Dean or any other boy.  He'd planned it for three years
during his fantasies about the California boy Paul.  He also looked at a
lot of gay porn and chatted with guys online about gay sex.  Sometimes he'd
do it with older guys to see what they wanted him to do while they watched
him on cam..
      "There's nobody here today," Dean said.
      "Great," Trevor said.
      "Let's play horse," Dean said.
      They shot hoops for half and hour.
      "I got to take a shit," Trevor said.
      "Come on, we'll go in the locker room," Dean said.
      He used the keys to unlock the locker room and locked it behind them
while Trevor went to the toilet stalls.  They didn't have any doors on
them, somehow typical of boy's locker room bathrooms, but Trevor didn't
care.  He dropped his pants to the floor along with his underwear so he
could spread his knees out a bit to give his dick some room, and sat on the
toilet to do his business.  The black toilet seat was split in the middle
up front.  He thought of the pictures on Dean's computer again.  One boy
lay on his back with his legs spread wide and another boy was down licking
his hole and his balls.  Trevor's dick jumped up tall.
      "Wow, yours is real big," Dean said.  "Look at it go."
      He stood in front of the stall and stared at Trevor's dick.  His
right hand slid down to the front of his pants and he pushed the palm
against his dick as it rose up inside.  Trevor watched him and his dick
went to the top and began to bob up and down.
      "You play with yourself much?" Trevor said, his voice shaking with
his excitement.
      "Yeah, a lot," Dean said.  "You too?"
      "Non-fucking stop," Trevor said.  "You ever do it with another guy?"
      Now Dean was rubbing the heel of his hand on his crotch, round and
round.
      "Yeah.  Just like watching each other jacking off.  You?"
      "Sure, but not what I really want to do," Trevor said.  He had
thought about this moment for years, and he knew exactly what he wanted to
do with Dean.  "Let's do it now, okay?  We can try all kinds of stuff."
      "Okay," Dean said.  Now his voice quavered with his lust.  "Over here
in the dressing area there's a big wide wood platform we can do it on.  We
can lay down and everything there.  Shall I go take off my clothes now?"
      "No, keep them on dude.  I want to take them off you, and you take my
clothes off for me.  You can touch whatever you want and so can I, okay?"
      "Yeah.  Hurry up Trevor.  My dick feels like it's going to break
off."
      Trevor laughed, wiped his hole until nothing showed on the paper,
pulled up his pants and buttoned and zipped.  He had trouble getting the
zipper up over his hard dick.  When he got to the dressing room Dean was
sitting on the edge of the platform with his hands between his knees and
rocking slightly.
      "Goddamn I'm so horny right now," he said.  "I feel like I'm going to
bust."
      "Me too," Trevor said.  "Stand up and let's get going."  His face was
flushed and hot, his hands shook as he reached out towards Dean to take his
hands and help him up.
      Dean stood beside Trevor and they faced each other.  Trevor put his
hands on Dean's sides and moved them up and down.  Dean reached forward and
ran his hands over Trevor's chest and crotch.  He felt Trevor's hard dick
and Trevor sighed.  Dean thought it was like six inches long and real hard
and hot.  It felt good and he began to breathe faster, like panting.
      "Feels good doesn't it?" Dean said.  "Your dick is really hot dude.
I can feel it hot right through your pants and everything.  Did you mean
what you said about touching anything we want?"
      "Fuck yes," Trevor said.
      Trevor ran his hands down Dean's sides to his hips and slid them
around and felt around on Dean's ass.  It was taut and round and felt so
good in Trevor's palms.  He pressed them down hard on Dean's ass cheeks and
Dean shuddered and drew in a quick breath.
      "How does that feel?" Trevor said.
      "Fuck yes," Dean said.  "Let's lay down and do it."
      "Yeah, I want to get your clothes off Dean."
      They lay down facing one another and began feeling up everywhere
outside their clothing.  Their hands played over crotches, around ass
cheeks, and up over their chests and on their necks and faces.  Dean ran
his hands up and down the inside of Trevor's thighs and Trevor could hardly
breathe.  Trevor slid his hands inside the waist of Dean's pants and felt
his dick inside his briefs.  He'd never touched another dick, not like
this, and Dean's was at lest four inches long and the head was out and
circumcised like Trevor's.  He rubbed up and down with his fingers and
thumb on either side of the shaft, feeling how hot it was and hard,
throbbing.  Dean moaned a little.  He was working on getting Trevor's pants
open and sliding them down to his ankles.  He felt Trevor's thighs up the
inside to his balls, and put his fingers inside the leg holes of Trevor's
briefs and fingered his balls.  They were soft and didn't have any hair on
them.  Dean liked that.  He cupped them with one hand and squeezed.  Trevor
shook all over and nearly shot off then.

      Trevor kicked off his shoes and pushed off his pants with his feet.
Dean toed off his sneakers.  Trevor opened Deans pants and slid them down
and over his socks, then he pulled off Dean's shirt and t-shirt and tossed
them aside.  He looked at the boy in front of him in just white briefs.
God this was so hot.  Dean lay them on his side, his white briefs barely
containing his throbbing dick, the head of it peeking out the top of the
waistband.  Dean pushed Trevor's shirt up and felt his belly and Trevor
took the shirt off and dropped it.  They rubbed one another's dicks through
the material, feeling their balls and rubbing ass cheeks.  Trevor slid his
hand down between Dean's thighs and ran one finger up and down his ass
crack.  Trevor noticed Dean's little nipples were hard.  His were too.
      Dean grabbed Trevor's dick and squeezed it, and with his other hand
he ran it all over Trevor's body, his belly, nipples, his arms and down his
sides to his hips.  Where had Dean learned to do all this he thought.  Dean
pulled Trevor close and they put their arms around each other and mashed
their dicks together, grinding them through their briefs.  They were both
breathing hard and fast now and they began to rub each other's ass cheeks
while they dick fucked.  Trevor pushed the back of Dean's shorts down and
cupped his bare ass in his hands.  They were hot and smooth and wonderful
to touch.  He left his hands there a long time and sighed.  He put one
finger down and started at the back of Dean's balls and ran it inside his
crack all the way to the back.  He brought the finger to his nose and
sniffed it while Dean watched him.
      "How do I smell?" Dean said.  "I smell myself all the time but I
don't know how I smell to another guy you know.  I like sometimes run my
fingers beside my balls and it smells good there too.  Let me do you now."
      "You smell like hot boy ass," Trevor said.  Dean's aroma was tart and
sweet and magic for Trevor.  He got even harder if that was possible.
      Dean put both hands into the back of Trevor's underwear and felt his
ass all over, squeezing gently, cupping and holding on.  He had his eyes
closed and was far into the sensation, the way it made him feel all hot and
quivery and like his dick would explode if he touched it.  He did like
Trevor did to him, ran his middle finger from his balls to the back of his
ass crack and then sniffed it.
      "Goddamn that is great.  You smell like ass but not like mine at all.
I want to stick my nose in it and really get off.  Can I do that, would it
be okay?"  Dean pulled his shorts down and off.
      "Remember, we can do anything we want," Trevor said.
      Trevor pulled off his shorts too and they looked at each other lying
naked with their cocks twitching and throbbing, their mouths open slightly
breathing hard.
      "How do you jack off?" Trevor said.
      His voice sounded detached from his brain, it was soft, strained,
wiggly.  He couldn't take his eyes off Dean's cock, not as thick as
Trevor's, but beautiful and straight, pointing right up his belly while it
bounced.
      "Like this," Dean said and grasped his four inch cock in his fist and
pumped it.  He worked from the base to the head, squeezing hard by his
balls and softly when he went faster over the head.  He stared at Trevor's
cock, just like his a little fireman's helmet at the end, but bigger and
thicker, and a little juice at the tip.  It throbbed and leaned a little to
the left.  "How do you do it?"
      "A babysitter showed me this when I was four and I've done it every
day since," Trevor said and used the palm of his left hand to rub his dick
against his belly, using a circular motion and slapping it against his
belly every once in a while.
      "That's so cool.  Do it to me like that Trevor."
      Dean slid right against Trevor, their hips, thighs, and waists
touching, and Trevor leaned over and used his left hand to rub Dean's dick
the way he did himself.  Dean wrapped his fist around Trevor's dick and
pumped it slow and hard at the bottom, then moved up to the head and did it
light and fast.  They watched each other do it.
      "You ever do edging?" Dean said.
      "What's that?"
      "Where you jack until you feel the jism rising up from your balls,
then you stop and wait till it passes and do it again until you can't wait
anymore."
      "Oh yeah, I've done that," Trevor said.  "Let's do this, we'll jack
ourselves and when one of us gets close we'll stop and lay on top of each
other until it passes, then we'll do it some more."
      "Okay," Dean said, "cool.  You use your left and I use my right so we
can use the other hand to rub the other guy all over while we do it."
      They lay as close as they could, pressing their hips together, and
Dean began to jack off with his right hand and Trevor rubbed his dick with
his left.  Trevor ran his right hand over Dean's balls and squeezed and
Dean opened his legs wide, throwing one leg over Trevor's legs.  Trevor did
the same and he and Dean explored the other boy's ass crack and balls.
      "It's coming now," Dean said, stopped jacking and rolled onto Trevor
with his dick right on the other boy's and they pressed tight with their
arms wrapped around each other squeezing tightly.  Dean wanted to kiss
Trevor then, real bad, but he didn't know how the older boy would react.
"Okay it's passed now, let's do it some more."
      This time it was Trevor who needed to stop, and he lay on top of Dean
enjoying the feel of the littler boy's body against his until the feeling
to shoot off passed.  When they started jacking again Trevor wet his
finger, the one he'd put into Dean's ass crack before, and he slid it just
into Dean's hole up to the first knuckle.
      "Oh fuck yes, that is so good dude," Dean said.  "Fuck, oh, slide it
in and out like you're fucking me."
      Dean licked his middle finger and plunged it into Trevor's hole all
the way as far as he could go.  He fucked it in and out.  Trevor pushed his
finger deeper into Dean's hole and they both jacked faster, panting now.
      "Let's fucking shoot dude," Trevor said.
      "Yeah," Dean said.  "We'll shoot together and lay on each other and
rub it in and shit like that."
      They finger fucked faster, the hand not jacking going like mad
pushing the finger in and out of their holes, and Dean arched his hips up
and drops of cum flew out of the end of his dick onto his belly.  When
Trevor saw that he went off immediately, sending one thin stream and more
drops onto his belly as he rubbed it in with his dick.
      "Lay on me dude," Trevor said.
      Dean rolled over onto Trevor and pressed his dick against his.  He
could feel Trevor's jism between them mixing with his own.  Trevor had his
hands on Dean's ass cheeks and put his finger back inside his hole and
moved it around, pressing forward towards his dick and balls.
      "Oh shit dude what did you do," Dean said.  "I felt like I was
shooting my stuff again when you did that."
      "That's your prostate.  Go ahead, find mine and press it.  I like
it."
      Dean put his hands under Trevor's ass cheeks when he arched up, and
stuck his finger inside him to locate his gland.  When he found it he
pressed down and Trevor shuddered.
      "Oh yeah that is so right.  We got to do this all day dude."
      "Hey, I'll bet we need to get back and have dessert," Dean said.
      "I think we had dessert all ready," Trevor said.
      Dean giggled.  "We can come back here after we eat.  We'll still have
a couple of hours before you guys leave."
      "Yeah, let's do it dude.  I want to try other stuff with you.  I've
never done this before like this you know."
      "Me neither.  And we can fucking Skype each other and fuck on cam too
later.  Come on we got to go or we'll get hell and won't be able to come
back."
      Dean gathered up his clothes, tossed Trevor his briefs after he put
them over his face and sniffed them and they both broke up into laughter
they couldn't stop.  Trevor grabbed Dean's briefs and chewed on the front
and they roared.  Finally settled down and dressed they headed back to the
Connor's house for dessert with the rest of the families.  While they
walked back their hips bumped and their hands touched and it felt so
natural.  Trevor wanted so badly to hold Dean's hand in his.
      Back at the house Dean's mom had made a huge blackberry cobbler,
dished it up at the table, and everyone passed around a large chilled glass
bowl of real whipped cream.  Dean and Trevor sat across from each other and
they both had a big bowl of cobbler.  Dean dipped his finger into his
whipped cream and sucked it off while he looked at Trevor.  Trevor's dick
got hard right away and he lifted his hand to his face like he was going to
wipe his mouth and sniffed his middle finger which not all that long ago
had been shoved up Dean's asshole.  Dean's dick got real hard when Trevor
did that.  When they finished the dessert the boys said they were going to
go play some more hoops at the gym.
      "Don't stay too long Trevor," his dad said.  "We have to leave soon."
      They didn't wait to play a little basketball before they went to the
locker room this time.  While Dean was unlocking the door Trevor rubbed his
hands over Dean's ass, around his hips, and squeezed his crotch and hard
dick.  Dean got the door open, they went inside and he locked it.  He
turned around and put his arms around Trevor and they pressed their bodies
against one another enjoying the heat and intimacy.  They ran their hands
everywhere.  Dean loved the feel of Trevor's tight ass through his jeans.
Trevor slid his hands down the back of Dean's pants inside his underwear
and cupped his bare ass in his palms.  Dean moaned and started breathing
faster.  He ground his dick against Trevor.  Trevor was already panting.
      "Come on," Dean said, "we don't have as much time.  Let's just strip
and do it, okay?"
      "Yeah," Trevor followed Dean to the platform in the changing room.
He watched Dean's ass and body move in front of him and wanted to see it
naked again so he could touch him everywhere.  Best of all, he wanted
Dean's hands all over him.
      They stared at each other while they took off their clothes, doing a
striptease, and when they were both naked they continued to look and not
touch.  Dean stroked his dick and began to shake he was so hot.  How did he
get so lucky to have this other boy want to do the same things he wanted to
do.  He'd seen all this shit online and now he did it for real.
      "Come on, I got to touch you or I'm going to bust a nut right here,"
Trevor said.
      He lay on the platform and when Dean started to lie beside him he put
his hands on Dean's shoulders and turned him so he lay down opposite, with
his head by Trevor's crotch.  Trevor put his hands between Dean's legs and
stroked his inner thighs, cupped his nuts which were tightening up, and ran
the little finger side of his hand inside Dean's ass crack.  Dean was
shaking and so was Trevor.  They didn't say anything, just touched and
squeezed.  Both boys felt dicks, hard, hot, throbbing, they stroked and
squeezed and pumped them.
      Dean rolled over on top of Trevor and put his lips around his dick
head.  Trevor couldn't believe how good that felt, like his body was
laughing real hard all over his crotch.  He nearly busted a nut when Dean's
lips went down the shaft right to the base.  Dean had never done this
before, and Trevor's dick seemed so natural in his mouth.  It was hard but
silky smooth, and his pubic hair tickled Dean's nose.  They both had the
same amount of hair, a sparse dusting at best, but Trevor's dick was an
inch or so bigger than Deans.  Then Trevor surprised Dean because he didn't
suck Dean's dick right away, instead he used his hands to spread Dean's
legs wide, moved his head upward and stuck his tongue into Dean's asshole.
It tasted a little bitter, but sweet too, and the aroma of Dean, all sharp
and natural boy, made Trevor swoon.
      "Oh fuck dude," Dean said.  "That feels so fucking good."
      Trevor pushed his tongue in the hole as far as he could, then licked
it and got it real wet before he pushed his tongue in further, in and out.
He licked Dean from the base of his balls to the end of his crack.
      "Do you put things in your hole?" Trevor said.
      "Sometimes," Dean said.  "I put pencils in when I was a little kid,
and once a big frankfurter."
      He put his head down between Trevor's legs and pushed his face into
his ass crack and stuck his tongue in Trevor's hole.  He didn't know it
would taste so good and it made his even hotter while he did it.
      "Oh man, we're licking assholes Dean," Trevor said.  "This is so
fucking hot dude.  Let's finger assholes and fuck our faces."
      Dean put his middle finger deep into Trevor's hole and began to pump
his gland, and put Trevor's dick in his mouth and slid his lips up and
down.  Trevor did the same to Dean, loving how tight the boy's hole was and
it pulsed and got tighter and looser while he fingered it in and out and
played with Dean's gland.  He could feel something harder in there too,
like maybe a turd, but he didn't care, he kept fingering Dean and sucking
his dick as Dean pumped his hips and fucked Trevor's mouth.  It was hard to
focus on sucking because he was so hot and the sensation of Dean sucking
his dick made him forget everything but the pleasure.  Dean went up and
down on Trevor's dick like a machine.  He loved it, it was just like the
boys in the pictures on his computer, and Trevor's finger in his hole gave
him so much pleasure he had to bust a nut.  Trevor felt Dean's dick swell
then and a shot of juice came into his mouth.  It really didn't taste like
much, but the idea that Dean came in his mouth made him go off too and Dean
swallowed it like it was nectar.  Now that he came the sensation of Deans
lips on his dick head was super cool.  Dean stopped and rolled off him,
turned around and put his arms around Trevor and pulled himself up tight.
He mashed his dick against Trevor's, something swelled up inside of him and
he didn't know why, but he began to cry.
      "What's wrong?" Trevor said.  "I didn't do something wrong did I.
Did it hurt or something?"
      "I don't know," Dean said.  "I'm just real happy I found out you did
this too.  I felt so alone before, like, I don't know, but like nobody
would ever understand me and you do.  I don't want you to ever leave."
      "I know," Trevor said.  "I don't want to go.  Even though this wood
is hard to lay on I could stay here all night if I could just hold onto you
like this."
      "You think we're in love?" Dean said, his little boy voice soft and
whispered.
      "I hope so," Trevor said.  "Hey, we'd better get back so they don't
come looking for us."
      "Right," Dean said.
      He jumped up and looked for his underwear, and Trevor looked at his
finger, the one he had shoved up Dean's hole.  There was a little piece of
brown on the end.
      "Hey look dude," Trevor said and held up his finger.
      Dean's face flushed with embarrassment.  "Oh man I'm sorry."
      "No, it's okay.  We've put our mouths everywhere so why not this."
Trevor stuck the finger into his mouth and sucked the brown off.  It tasted
sweet and bitter too.
      Dean laughed.
      "Let me do it, save some for me," he said.
      Trevor held his finger out and Dean came close and sucked on it until
the shit was gone.  He held his underwear in his hand and stepped very
close to Trevor, turned his face up to the taller boy and Trevor knew right
away what he wanted.  He put his lips on Dean's and they kissed, not out of
passion, but long and without tongue sharing their love for a moment.
      "Come on dude, we got to go," Dean said, breaking off the kiss.
      "Yeah.  I just want to start fucking again."
      They quickly dressed, locked up on the way out and jogged to the
house.  When they came into the living room their parents were relaxing and
having coffee.
      "Hey dudes," Trevor's dad said, "we remembered that tomorrow is
Veteran's Day and a holiday from school and work.  We're going to go into
town and go dancing at our club, your sisters can keep an eye on you boys
and your mom and I will get a room at the motel and stay over."
      "You can stay over here with Dean," Dean's dad said.  "He had a big
double bed if that's okay with you?"
      "Sure," Trevor said, trying to keep his smile to a minimum even
though he was busting with joy.  He looked at Dean and he was smiling too.
      "Yeah that'll be cool Dad," Dean said.  "Come on Trev, let's go play
some computer games."
      "Don't stay up too late boys," Dean's mom said.
      "We won't," they both said at the same time.
      They stopped at the kitchen for a bowl of chips and tall glasses of
juice and headed for Dean's room.
      * * * *
      Thanks for reading.  I hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed
writing it.  If you have comments send me an email at
queer.4.life@outlook.com and tell me about it.  I'll write the sequel soon.