Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 17:46:13 PDT
From: eagleman_50@hotmail.com
Subject: WHAT GRANDMA HEARD

   This story is fiction.  It is for those who are not offended by sex
between teenaged boys.  If this is not your thing, move on to something
else.  For those who enjoy this kind of story I hope you enjoy it.  If so,
let me know.  Eagleman_50@Hotmail.com


   Tony put his head against the wall, spread his feet apart, planted them
firmly in place and stuck his beefy butt out.  He turned his head and looked
at Lenny.  He was standing behind him, moving into place for the entry.
Tony felt his buddy's cockhead against his lubed up hole and waited for the
initial pressure.  He had done this before so he knew what to expect,
although he realized each time was different from before. He could feel
Lenny's hot breath on his neck and knew he was going to push.  He felt the
big dick start its entry and groaned quietly at the incipient pain.  The
mushroom head popped into his hot tunnel and stopped.  Lenny always did
this, giving him time to adjust, he said.  Tony pushed his ass back and got
more of the black bone in his anal passage.  Lenny pushed forward and his
teenaged cock hit bottom, filling his lover with his rod.
   The room was dark and the only sound was the music from the CD.  It was
playing to drown out the sound that was beginning, the sound of two
teenaged boys making love.  Tony pushed back and Lenny pushed forward, each
trying to give the other all that he had.  In the dark their slender bodies
danced together, joined by the long black rod that penetrated the hot ass.
Lenny pushed up into the torrid passageway brushing past the little muscle
that was at the end of Tony's dick, causing him to moan silently.  This was
what Tony loved, the big dick pushing him to the heights of passion as it
filled him with his length and thickness.
   It was like a dance as the two boys moved together.  Tony was humping
back against Lenny's body as Lenny kept pushing deep into the shapely ass
that he wanted so badly.  His hands were constantly moving, from Tony's
chest, to his stomach, to cupping his asscheeks.  He loved the feel of those
cheeks in his hands as he fucked them.  His dick was being pushed all the
way into the muscular tunnel, feeling each bump, each inch of the hot
passage.  Then it was pulled out taking each inch in the other direction.
His ass, which was just as shapely and rounded, was dimpling with each
thrust as he slammed into his lover. The music played and the boys fucked on
and on.
   In the next room Tony's grandmother was watching TV.  She had the remote
in her hand and was flipping from Hollywood Squares to Wheel of Fortune.
She liked both shows and usually watched them together.  She knew her
grandson and his best friend were in his room doing homework and she was
content to have him home.  It always amazed her that they could work with
the music playing, but she left them alone.  After all, they had made the
honor roll last semester so they must be doing something right.  She turned
her head suddenly.  That was odd, she thought, it sounded like someone
moaning.  She wondered if they were all right.  She started to turn the TV
down so she could hear clearly, but decided that it was just a noise from
outside and  she went back to her show.
   Lenny put his hand over Tony's mouth to stifle his moans.  He knew it was
getting real good to Tony but he also knew they had to be careful.  The door
was locked but they wouldn't have time to get dressed if she started
knocking and demanding to get in.  They had done this so much before they
knew how to do it right, but sometime they got carried away.  Like the time
Tony was plowing Lenny on the bed and the bed started creaking and groaning
from the continual slamming of their bodies. Tony's grandmother came to the
door and shook it to get in, but it was locked.  She yelled at them about
wrestling in the room and then walked away.  They agree then that they would
have to make love standing up or put the mattress on the floor. Lenny liked
screwing standing up, but Tony like screwing laying down, so they were
always changing around.
   Tony quieted down as much as he could with a big dick slamming into him.
He kept pushing back against his lover, trying to get all he could.  He
loved the feel of the long black rod deep in his hungry booty and he started
to moan again.  Lenny's hand stifled him even as he sucked his earlobe and
told him to 'cool it.'  Lenny knew it was hard.  Sometimes when he was on
the mattress with Tony's thick tube in him he wanted to scream out, but he
checked himself.  Their best times were when Tony's grandma was at church
and they were home alone.  Then they turned up the CD player, got on the bed
and screamed and howled to their heart's content.
   The dance of love was reaching its crescendo as Lenny's hard rod kept
slamming up into the narrow passage.  The heat and the constricting tunnel
were working on his dick and he was about to explode.  He had lost all
thought of pacing himself.  He had paced for more than thirty sweet minutes
now and he wanted his reward.  His body wasn't flowing in a nice pattern
anymore. He was screwing frantically, slamming in over and over, as his big
dick reached up into the hot, tight sheath that covered it.  Tony was just
as frantic, pushing back against Lenny and giving him access to his
innermost being.
   They came together, Tony's cum spewing out of his cock in jolt after
jolt, slamming against the wall and running down in separate streams; while
Lenny's jism bounced off the walls of Tony's tight ass and spasmed out,
running down his legs.
   Another thing they liked about being together when grandma was out was
that they could really indulge their teenaged passion.  One time was never
enough in those times.  Usually Tony would fuck Lenny and then Lenny would
screw Tony and they would start all over again.  When Grandma was home it
was either Tony screwing Lenny or Lenny humping Tony.  They couldn't take
the chance of going on too long.
   Grandma was well into Buffy when they finished and cleaned up.  She
looked up to see Lenny coming out with his books under his arms, smiled at
the handsome teenager and turned back to her show.  She figured Tony would
be out shortly and then he would turn the music off.  That was all she heard
when the boys did their homework.  She liked the fact that they were so
quiet and well-behaved.  She smiled and considered herself lucky to have
such a good grandson.