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Big Bro, Little Bro

by Rob Warr

Chapter 10

The rest of the week passed slowly and without incident, and both boys were looking foreword to their night together. As agreed however, they went bowling with Carlos and Carol that night, and as expected Carol beat all of them. Everyone took it good-naturedly, and after bowling they went to Sonic and ate in the van, which Mrs. Mason had eagerly loaned Carlos. In fact Mrs. Mason was going out of her way to facilitate the two new lovers in any way she could. She loved Carlos and she loved Carol, and she thought they made a lovely couple.

After finishing their burgers and fries Carlos drove them around town, and they talked and listened to music on the radio until it was time to take Carol home. At Carol's house, Carlos walked her to the door and they shared their first real kiss, witnessed by Jake and Zak who were beaming when Carlos returned to the van.

" two are so cute together," Jake said patting Carlos on the shoulder.

Carlos blushed, but was grinning, "Well, I don't know how cute I am, but Carol is about the cutest girl I've ever seen."

"Okay, maybe you're not cute bro, how about handsome?"

"Okay, I'll accept that," Carlos said grinning, "You guys ready to head home for your sleepover?" he chuckled, hoping to take some of the heat off himself. The two had shared their plan with Carlos, just in case he came looking for Zak, and he didn't think there was any harm in the two sleeping together occasionally as long as they were careful.

"Yeah, I can't wait," Zak said leaning into Jake. Mom and dad are probably already in bed by now anyway."

"Yeah, but just to be sure I figure you should wait till around midnight to come up. I gotta take a shower anyway."

"Me too. Why don't we just shower together and save time," Zak said suggestively.

"Okay, but no funny business," Jake teased.

"Of course not, the funny business is for later," Zak laughed.

At home they were surprised to find their mom was still up, watching a movie in the family room and eating popcorn. It was unusual for either of their parents to be up so late, and the boys assumed she was waiting up to see how Carlos' and Carol's date went.

"Hi mom, whatcha' watchin'?" Jake asked as he walked behind the couch and peered over her shoulder.

"Oh, some silly movie on Netflix. How was your bowling date?" she asked, directing her gaze toward Carlos.

"Great mom, Carol beat all of us, but we survived with our egos in tact."

"Well, I'm glad to hear that you boys don't feel threatened by her," she chuckled, "did you have a nice time?"

"Yes mom, it was great," Carlos said, "but I'm beat, I'm gonna go to bed now. I have to work the lunch shift tomorrow, and I have to be there at 10:30."

"Well, goodnight honey," she said smiling.

"Night mom," Carlos said sitting down long enough to give his mom a gentle hug, "Love ya'"

"Love you too honey, and I'm so proud of you, and so happy that you and Carol are getting along so well."

"She's already sent out the wedding invitations," Zak teased.

"Oh shush, I have not. I understand that they're young, and things may change, but I'm happy for them while it lasts."

"Thanks mom," Carlos said, then directing his gaze to his brothers he added, "night guys."

When Carlos was gone, Zak and Jake sat down on either side of their mother and watched the movie for a bit, but both were hoping that now that they were home she would go on to bed.

After a while Zak yawned and stretched, trying to give her a hint, "I think I'll go take a shower and get ready for bed."

"Yeah, me too. You can go first, I'll be up in a minute," Jake said.

When Zak was gone Mrs. Mason turned her attention to her newest son and smiled, "You two working things out okay?"

"Yes ma'am. Sometimes it's a little weird, knowing you and dad know how we feel about each other, but we appreciate the fact that you aren't hassling us about it."

"We never would. We trust both of you, and you seem to be using good judgment and discretion, so your father and I think we've made the right choice. We're very proud of both of you for acting responsibly."

Jake thought about that for a minute. As anxious as he had been to have Zak share his bed, he was having second thoughts now. His mom had said they trusted them, and that they were proud of them, and sneaking around just didn't seem right.

These people had taken him in when he had nowhere else to go. They had given him a home, a future, and most importantly, they'd given him love. He wiped at his eyes as he thought about how much they meant to him, and he made a decision he hoped he wouldn't regret.

"Mom, there's something I want to ask you."

"Yes son?" she said muting the TV and giving him her full attention.

"It's about Zak and me. We, we were thinking about doing something that maybe you wouldn't be so glad about."

"Oh, what's that son?"

"Well, you and dad have been great, and we appreciate the freedom you've given us, but there's one thing we really want."

"Oh, this something you feel comfortable talking to me about?" she asked, hoping he wasn't talking about something sexual.

"Yeah, it's not dirty or anything," Jake explained, "Well, not really. What we really want is to be together sometimes for...for the night. You know, to snuggle and wake up next to each other. I mean you must know how good that feels. You have dad, and you know how wonderful it is to wake up next to someone you love. I mean we don't have to do it every night, but we were thinking, maybe on weekends one of us could sleep over, but only if you and dad think it's okay." He was fully committed now. If his mom said no, then that was that, and he hadn't even consulted Zak about this. If he'd ruined it for them, Zak might never forgive him, or he might agree that sneaking around was bad, but he wouldn't know till his mom voiced her opinion.

"I think that's sweet," she said, "and truthfully, your father and I figured you were already doing that. I mean we pretty much gave you the go ahead to have a...a relationship, and you've been very good at keeping things under the radar, so to speak, so we just assumed bed visits were a regular thing," she added the last chuckling.

"So it's okay?" Jake said brightening.

"Yes, as long as you are discrete and responsible. And since you're asking for permission rather than forgiveness, I will say that I think you have acted with great maturity here. I agree that weekends would be best while you are in school, but I will leave that up to your discretion. Now was there anything else son?"

"No ma'am, thank you mom," Jake said leaning in and hugging her fiercely, "Zak is gonna' be so happy."

She smiled, "I like making my boys happy, just keep doing what you're doing, and things will work out fine."

"We will. Well, I'm gonna go tell Zak the good news and then take a shower and head up to my room."

"So, I'm guessing Zak will be the one visiting tonight," she chuckled.

Jake nodded, "Probably," Jake said, not wanting to reveal that they already had things worked out.

Upstairs Zak was still in the shower and when he heard Jake come in he peeked out to make sure it was him.

"What took you so long? I was waiting for you to come shower with me."

"You won't believe me when I tell you," Jake chuckled as he quickly stripped off his clothes. Then stepping into the shower he grabbed Zak and kissed him, "Mom and dad are cool with sleepovers?"

"What? How do they even know? Oh man, tell me what happened."

As Jake explained all that had happened Zak slowly soaped him up making lazy circles with his hands.

"Oh man, that was taking a big chance. What if she'd said hell no?"

"Jake shrugged, you should have seen the look on her face when she told me how proud she was of us. I just couldn't lie to her and sneak around after that. Anyway, it all worked out just fine. Tonight you come sleep with me in my room, and tomorrow night I'll come sleep with you in your room, okay?"

"Yessss," Zak said happily, "I should have known they'd be cool with this too. Oh man, I can't wait to get in bed with you," he said squeezing Jake tight and pulling him against his now very erect boy stick.

"Oh, what's that back there poking me. Are we gonna do the serious thing right here in the shower?"

"No, silly. I'm just so happy."

"Me too, but let's finish our shower and get up to my room."

After rinsing and drying in record time, they dressed in underwear which Zak provided, then headed up to Jake's attic room. As soon as they were in the room, the underwear came off quickly and both boys piled into Jake's bed and began making out.

As they kissed and rubbed together they experienced a new level of excitement. This time there was no need to rush things. They had all night, and they intended to take it slow and relish every moment of their time together. They kissed long and hard and just cuddled for a while before going back to rubbing and pleasing one another, teasing and edging until both boys were ready to explode.

Without speaking, Zak flipped around, and they moved into the classic 69 position and they began to please each other orally. Hands roamed from ball sack to that most secret of places, and soon both boys were moaning and thrusting before finally unloading their tasty teenage seed into each others eager mouth.

Laying there in each others arms they kissed and cuddled as they came down from the intensity of their orgasms, and soon they slept. They had the whole night ahead of them, and a little nap would help them recharge for the next session.

The sleepovers continued on the weekends, but being the sensible boys that they were, they refrained from visiting each other after ten o'clock on school nights. That wasn't to say they didn't occasionally get together for some fun before bedtime, for masturbation just didn't have the allure that it once had, now that they had experienced the joy of sex with another person. They eventually did the big thing, and though they both enjoyed it, they were content to please each other in less strenuous ways most times.

Carlos and Carol continued to date, mostly on weekends, but occasionally they would get together during the week just to hang out or share a meal. Carol was a frequent visitor in the Mason's home, and Carlos was a welcome guest in the Gibson's home as well.

So far the two hadn't done anything more serious than some heavy petting, but it was just a matter of time before they felt comfortable enough with one another to move to the next level. Carlos thought it was ironic that when it came to boy on boy sex, there was none of the awkward fumbling or dancing around that occurred with boys and girls, but he guessed sex was much more serious for a girl. Anyway he wasn't sure he was ready to go any further at this point in their relationship. This was all new to him and he didn't want to rush into things and risk messing up what they had. His feelings for Carol were growing by the day, and though he wasn't quite ready to use the L word yet, he was headed that way. He wasn't sure how Carol felt exactly, but he could tell from the way she treated him that she really liked him, and that was enough for now.

Joey and Kirk had become instant friends and were spending as much time together as they could manage. Joey had finally got to meet Kirk's parents one Sunday, the only day they took off each week, and he found them to be fun and funny, and very nice. They took to Joey almost immediately and were pleased to finally meet the friend that Kirk had been talking about non stop since they had met. The Mitchells knew that Kirk had trouble making and keeping friends, and they blamed themselves for part of it for not being there for him like they should. They saw Joey as a Godsend and had no problem with Joey visiting Kirk, even when they weren't at home.

It was Thanksgiving before Kirk finally got up the nerve to invite Joey to sleep over, and Joey eagerly accepted. Joey had considered inviting Kirk over a couple of times, but he knew how nosy his mom was and he didn't want to subject Kirk to her scrutiny.

"I can't wait till Friday," Joey said excitedly as he sat down to lunch with Kirk, Zak, and a few new boys who had joined their table.

"What's happening Friday?" Zak asked popping a grape in his mouth.

"I'm sleeping over at Kirk's house. If it's warm enough we might even sleep in the treehouse," Joey said excitedly.

"Huh, aren't you a little old for sleepovers and treehouses?" a freckle-faced kid name Evan said chuckling.

"No one's ever too old for fun," Zak said giving the kid a look that said, don't refute my word.

"Yeah, I guess. I haven't been to a sleepover since I was 12," the kid said almost sadly.

"Well, next time we have one, I'll invite you," Zak laughed.

"Really?" the kid said excitedly, "OH, you were just bustin' my balls weren't ya'?"

"Well, we really don't have sleepovers at my house anymore," Zak said, since my best friend lives there already," he chuckled.

"Yeah, lucky. All I got is a creepy sister, and she's always on my case about something."

"Girls, who understands em'?" another boy named Ben said sighing.

"OH, having girl trouble?" Zak asked, looking interested.

"Yeah, sort of. My girl doesn't like my best bud and she told me to choose between them. Problem is, me and my bud are really tight. I mean we've known each other since first grade and I like him a whole lot more than I like her," he added laughing.

"Bros before Hos," a kid named Denny laughed, "dump the beatch."

"Yeah, I think so too, but man...I was this close to gettin' some pussy," he said holding out two fingers with a small gap between them to demonstrate just how close.

"There are other girls. Meanwhile just do what the rest of us do, use your hand," Denny said making the universal jacking motion with his hand.

"Dude, gross. I don't want to know what you do at night alone in bed," Ben said shaking his head, but he was grinning, and they all knew they shared that common bond, even if some boys didn't like to talk about it.

Zak wondered how easy it would be to convince a boy like Ben to play around. He was horny and had been teased, and now he was losing his girl so he could keep his best bud. What about that best bud? he wondered, had the two of them ever fooled around? He knew that being best friends could lead to intimacy, and just look where it had taken him and Jake.

"Do I know your pal?" Zak asked.

"Probably, its Kevin Fisher."

"Kevin Fisher, does he live over by the park, next door to Joey here?"

"Yeah, you know him?"

"I could've told ya' that," Joey offered, "I see Ben over there all the time."

"Yeah, I hate it at my house, so I usually go to Kev's house."

"Cool, small world ain't it?" Zak chuckled.

Joey and Kirk had been eating their lunch while the others talked, and suddenly Kirk folded up his lunch bag and looked at Joey who was just finishing up.

"Hey Joey, wanna walk out to the common area and hang out till the bell rings?"

"Yeah, sure. I'm done here," Joey said practically jumping up.

When they were gone Ben looked at the other boys and smirked, "I think those two are queer for each other," he laughed.

"What did you say?" Zak growled, his voice quivering with anger.

"I didn't mean anything bad by it," Ben said, seeing the look of hatred on Zak's face and mentally flogging himself for being so stupid as to talk about Joey in front of him. He knew they'd been close at one time and even suspected they were messing around.

"Well, what did you mean then?" Zak challenged.

"Uh, I was just joking. Don't get your panties in a wad."

"I don't wear panties, do you?"

"No, man...ease up. I was just messin' around."

"Look, Ben...I don't really know you, and I'm not sure I want to, but listen to me and listen to me good, Joey is my friend and so is Kirk, and if I ever hear you say anything bad about either of them again, won't be pretty. Got it?"

"Got it," Ben said looking ill all of a sudden, "I ummm...gotta go to the bathroom. I'll see you guys later," he said standing and almost knocking his chair over in the process.

When he was gone an awkward silence fell over the table and Zak felt compelled to apologize to the other boys, "Sorry about that. I'm just so sick and tired of guys using that word to put people down. It's bullshit."

"Hey, no probs," Denny said nodding, "my cousin is gay and he's like the coolest guy I know."

"I don't think Ben really meant it that way. Sometimes he just runs his mouth without thinking. He's really a pretty cool guy. I hope you two can patch things up, especially if he's gonna sit with us," the other boy said.

"Yeah, you're right. I might have overreacted. I'll apologize tomorrow and see if we can start over."

"Great, well...gotta go drop a deuce," Evan said laughing, "see you guys later."

"TMI," Zak yelped, "mention my name and they'll give ya' a good seat," he added cracking up.

"Real original," the kid said, "I think I heard that one when I was in my crib and I just rolled over and farted."


"Hey Beaner," Bob Slater said as he approached Carlos who was standing just outside the Biology Lab, " I heard you got you a white girlfriend, and that she was just a kid. You robbin' the cradle now?"

Carlos just stood there for a moment letting the hateful words sink in as he thought about all the grief Slater and his bunch had put him through, and suddenly he decided enough was enough. Moving as quick as a cat, he had Slater pinned against a locker, the collar of his Letterman's jacket bunched up in his hand, and he was actually lifting Slater off the floor an inch or so.

Their faces were so close that Carlos could see the pores in Slater's face and feel his warm ragged breath as he cried out.

"Hey, put me down."

"Not till we've had a little talk. First I'm gonna' talk and you're gonna listen and then if you have anything else to say we'll go from there. First: I am not a Beaner, or a Wet Back, or a Mexican, or any of those names you and you bunch like to call me. I was born in the USA and I am an American Citizen, entitled to all the benefits that a citizen is entitled to, including to be free to go about my life without someone like you hassling me all the time. Second, you not only disrespected me, but you disrespected my girl Carol, who is not a baby, but a lovely young girl that I have known for a long time. Third if you ever touch my truck again, or my locker, or anything that belongs to me, or say anything disrespectful to me again I will report you to the school, the police, and have my dad's lawyer file a lawsuit against you. Do you understand?" Carlos had used a calm voice most of the time he was speaking, but the last words were said with such venom that Slater actually cringed.

A crowd had formed by now, for kids were always interested in any kind of altercation, though for different reasons. Those who were the underdogs were always pleased to see someone standing up to the bullies, even if they weren't able to do it themselves. Then there were the kids who flew under the radar, not quite bullies, not quite victims, who tended to root for the side that was winning. Of course there were the bullies, who had looked up to Slater until now, but after seeing him almost pee himself, they were quickly rethinking things.

"Let me down," Slater repeated and Carlos did, but Slater wasn't quite ready for it, and if not for Carlos quickly grabbing him to steady him he might have fallen to the floor. It was just as this was happening that Mr. Conners, the Biology teacher just happened to come along, and seeing the two boys in such close quarters he began to worry that a fight might be brewing.

"Is there a problem boys?" he said, hoping the voice of authority would be enough to break the two up.

"No sir, Slater here tripped and almost fell and I was just helping him keep his feet, that's all sir, right Bob?" Carlos said, using the boy's first name despite the fact that it made him nauseous to do so.

"Uh, yeah...almost fell down and uh, he uh helped me keep my balance," Slater hated having to back Carlos up, but fighting was a serious offense and he could lose his place on the football team if he was involved in an altercation with another student.

"All right, well it's time for you boys to get to class, and that goes for the rest of you," he said to the crowd that was slowly beginning to dwindle. He knew there was far more to this than what he'd just witnessed or what the boys said, but he wasn't about to stir up trouble with the star football player if he could help it.

When Mr. Conners had disappeared into his classroom Carlos looked at Slater with fire in his eyes, "Do we have an understanding Slater?"

"Yeah, whatever," Slater said as he walked away, "You're no fun anymore now that you finally grew some cajones," he laughed, and despite the seriousness of the situation Carlos cracked a smile.

Slater might not have been through being a bully, but from that day forward he never bothered Carlos or any of his friends, and he steered clear of him and his brothers every chance he got.

The Friday after Thanksgiving was warm and sunny, and when Mrs. Green dropped Joey off at Kirk's he was bubbling over with anticipation and Joy.

"We're gonna sleep in the treehouse tonight," Joey said excitedly as he hugged his mom goodbye.

"Well, be careful and don't roll out of bed," she teased.

"Oh mom, it has walls and stuff just like a house. It even has windows and electricity so we can have lights, and Kirk says he has a little heater if we get too cold, but I bet our sleeping bags will be enough," he said grabbing his gym bag and sleeping bag from the floorboard, "Well gotta go, see ya' Sunday."

"I won't even tell you all the usual stuff about behaving and being careful cause I know you will be," his mom said tenderly, "just have fun and be your usual sweet self."

"I will mom, thanks for letting me come. Kirk is so cool and so are his parents."

Kirk's parents were actually taking a long weekend off and would be home while Joey was over, which was one of the conditions of Joey staying overnight.

Joey waved as his mom backed out of the drive, and suddenly Kirk appeared, bouncing around like a puppy as he grabbed Joey's gym bag from him and led him inside.

"Mom, dad...guess who's here?" he teased.

"The pizza man? Jehovah's Witness, The Geico Gecko?" Kirk's dad teased.

"Close, it's JOEY!" he almost yelled.

"Come in young man," Kirk's mom said smiling, "Are you ready for an adventure in treehouse living?"

"Yes ma'am," Joey said happily, "this is gonna be soooo cool."

"Why don't you boys go ahead and get things set up out there before it gets dark out? Then you can hang around inside and play video games or watch a movie till time to go out for the night. I'll order pizza later and you guys can eat in Kirk's room or with us old folks in the den."

"Okay, come on Joey. Do you want to leave your gym bag inside so you can shower and change later?"

"Yeah, good idea, I brought a game too we can play later."

They dropped Joey's gym bag off in Kirk's room and Kirk grabbed his sleeping bag and a small bag which contained a flashlight and a few other necessities for the night. His dad had already helped him haul up an ice chest with sports drinks and bottles of juice in it and his mom had promised she'd make up a goody bag of snacks for them to take up when they went up for the night.

"It's even bigger than I remembered," Joey said once they were inside.

"Thank you," Kirk teased, "Oh, you meant the treehouse," he giggled.

"Oh, well...I've never seen that, so I wouldn't know," Joey teased back.

"Well, maybe later," Kirk laughed.

"Okay, looking forward to it," Joey said sounding like Simon Cowell on America's Got Talent, and both boys laughed.

"Hey, I got an idea," Kirk said unrolling his sleeping bag, "What if we zipped them together to make one big bag, then we could keep each other warm."

Joey took a split second to digest that and Kirk's smile faded as he waited for his reply, "But it's okay if you don't want to..."

"No, I think that's a great idea," Joey said beaming, "I'm not shy if you're not."

"Naw, we both got the same stuff, right, tits and a pussy?" he howled with laughter and Joey joined in.

"Yeah, just us two girls tonight," Joey said in a sweet high voice, "maybe we can paint each others nails or do each others hair."

"Oh man, that's," Kirk said literally rolling on the floor laughing.

"Seriously, help me get this zipper unstuck," Joey said, is pink tongue showing at the corner of his mouth as he worked the stubborn zipper.

"Here, I got this," Kirk said putting his hand over Joey's. It was an innocent touch, but for both boys it was as if electricity had just coursed through their bodies. For a moment they just sat there on their knees looking into each others eyes as they felt the warmth of each others flesh and then suddenly Joey pulled away.

Kirk was disappointed at first, but then he decided that maybe he was reading more into the touch than there was. Maybe it was awkward for Joey, and maybe he didn't like him that way. Sure, he knew Joey was gay, but that didn't necessarily mean he was attracted to him that way. Maybe he only wanted to be friends, and if that was the case he should just back off and not be so touchy feely or make suggestive comments. He was a little saddened by that prospect, but he didn't want to push Joey away or lose him as a friend by being too needy or too pushy, like he'd done in the past.

"There, I got it. You just have to make sure the two ends are lined up. It's an old sleeping bag, but it's a really good one. My uncle gave it to me when he bought a new one. He goes camping a lot and he only buys good stuff."

"Cool, I just bought mine after we moved here," Joey confessed, "I didn't have one in California." In fact his folks had bought it for the campout that Joey had gone on with Zak and his brothers last summer.

"It looks like a good one. Anyway, it's not like we're camping out at the North Pole or anything," Kirk laughed.

"Brrrr...too cold up there for me. Well, that's all done, shall we go back inside?"

"Yeah, I guess," Kirk said shrugging, "Uh, sorry about...what happened earlier."

"What?" Joey said looking confused.

"Never mind," Kirk said, a little hurt that it hadn't meant enough for Joey to even notice the effect their touching had had on him.

"No, what do you mean?" Joey said reaching out to touch Kirk on the shoulder, causing still more torment for the boy.

"You know," Kirk said blushing, "our hands..."

Joey smiled, "That was nice," Joey said sincerely, "but I don't want you to feel like you have to treat me different just cause you know I'm,"

"I swear I'm not," Kirk said, thinking that Joey meant he was being condescending or making fun of him.

"Kirk, look...I'm a little confused right now. I just got out of a relationship that shouldn't have happened, and before we moved here, there was this boy..."

"Oh, I get it. That's cool. I'm not trying to be your boyfriend or anything," Kirk said quickly, "I just like you, that's all, and I want us to be close, but it doesn't have to be that way. Heck, I don't even know what that way is like," he added chuckling, "I've never been close to anyone in any way before."

"Really, not even a best friend?"

"Nope," Kirk sighed, "You're really the first true friend I've had, and I'm so afraid I'm gonna mess things up."

"You're not messing anything up," Joey assured him, "I like you too, a lot, but I just don't want to get hurt again."

"I would never hurt you," Kirk said as tears shimmered in his warm brown eyes.

"You wouldn't mean to, sometimes it just happens," Joey said sadly.

Kirk wiped at his eyes, "See, I'm already messing things up."

"No, you're not messing anything up, but I just want to take it slow, okay? Just let things happen and not rush things, okay?"

"Yeah, sure, no problem. Well, we should probably go inside. I'm kind of hungry."

"Me too, starved, and pizza sounds great."

Mrs. Mitchell had already ordered the pizza during the boys' absence and was about to send her husband to get them when they showed up.

"Oh, there you are. I'd begun to think the boogey man had gotten you two," she teased.

"OH, yeah, did I tell ya'? The boogey man lives in our back yard," Kirk joked.

"Yeah, I saw him, but I think his name is Kirk," Joey laughed.

"He's got you figured out already son," Kirk's dad said appearing from nowhere.

"Shhhh...don't tell him all my secrets," Kirk scolded.

When the pizza arrived the boys opted to stay in the den with Kirk's parents as they watched the new version of Mary Poppins on Netflix. Neither boy had seen the original, but they enjoyed the remake, as well as several slices of pizza washed down with plenty of soda.

When the movie ended the boys excused themselves to Kirk's room to get ready for their night out in the treehouse.

"You can shower first since you're my guest," Kirk said happily.

"Okay, just need to grab my stuff. Hey, I was wondering. Are we gonna sleep in our clothes or what?'

"Actually it's a bad idea to sleep in too much clothes. You wind up sweating and the sweat can actually make you colder. I'm planning on sleeping in just my undies, if that's okay by you."

"Yeah, that's fine. That's how I sleep at home anyway, if I sleep with anything on at all," he laughed.

"Oh, me too. I like sleeping naked, but I keep my undies handy in case mom or dad come into my room."

"Yeah, folks don't come into my room without knocking first," Joey said digging a pair of boxer briefs, a pair of shorts, and a tee shirt out of his bag, "I'll wear these till we get in the sleeping bag," he explained.

"Yeah, good idea. I'll wear my sweats out to the treehouse. Don't wanna flash the neighbors."

"Oh, have you done that before?" Joey teased.

"Naw, anyway they're like 70, and would probably die of a heart attack if they saw this bod," he said flexing.

Joey rolled his eyes, but he had to agree, Kirk did have a heart-stopping body, "If you say so."

Kirk walked Joey to the bathroom, showed him where everything was, and left him to take his shower while he puttered around in his room. He thought about the touch again, and wondered what it would be like being in the sleeping bag right next to Joey. There would be no way to keep from touching each other, and who knew what parts of their bodies that might include. He was worried that if there was too much touching he might pitch a tent and make Joey even more uncomfortable. He sighed, nothing to do but keep my back to him, he thought, but what if he spoons against me? Oh well, he sighed, at least it won't be my boner against his butt, it will be the other way around. And that was enough to cause a stirring between Kirk's legs.

When Joey emerged from the bathroom a short time later he looked and smelled shower fresh. His long blond hair was brushed out and was still damp, but Kirk thought it looked good on the boy. Grabbing his stuff, Kirk excused himself and went off to take his shower, leaving Joey to think his own confusing thoughts.

He knew he liked Kirk a lot, but he wasn't sure exactly what Kirk was feeling. Oh sure, he knew Kirk liked him as a friend, but did he want to be more than just that, or was he simply trying to hang on to Joey by offering him something more? He'd been hurt badly by Zak, and to a lesser extent by Brandon back in California, and he didn't want to make the same mistakes he'd made before and rush into anything.

As soon as Kirk emerged from the bathroom he suggested they go on out to the treehouse before it got any darker, "Don't want the wolves or the bears to get us," he teased.

"Only wolf is you," Joey teased back.

"Naw, I'm more of a fox than a wolf," Kirk laughed.

"Oh, do you have a bushy red tail?"

"Yeah, wanna see?"

"Maybe later," Joey said, feeling a little stirring in his loins. Dammit, he thought, why do I keep teasing around about sex stuff when I've told Kirk we need to take it slow. Then it dawned on him that he didn't necessarily need to love someone to want to have sex with them, and that was most likely what was happening with Kirk. Still that seemed wrong, like he might be using Kirk, and he certainly didn't want to hurt Kirk like he'd been hurt. He decided it was best to refrain from any physical activities for now and see how the friendship progressed. If at some point they reached a level where a little fooling around was agreeable and there were no unreasonable expectations, he'd be up for that.

It was dark and much cooler now as they headed out to the treehouse, and despite his knowing they were in a quiet residential neighborhood and not the wilds, Joey looked around to make sure nothing was stalking them. Kirk went up first and Joey waited till he was almost at the top of the ladder to follow him. As he climbed up he couldn't help but gaze up at Kirk's bottom and he thought about the joke about him having a bushy red tail. Well, he might not have a bushy red tail, but the tail he had was certainly cute and Joey had to admit to himself that he wouldn't mind seeing it uncovered.

Once inside it was a bit warmer, but there was still a chill in the air and Kirk suggested they go ahead and crawl into the sleeping bags. Without waiting for Joey's reply, he began to strip off his sweats till he was down to a pair of plain white briefs. Joey stared unashamedly at the boy as he began taking off his own clothes, barely aware that Kirk was watching him as intently as he was watching him.

"Nice," Kirk said so softly that Joey could barely hear him.

"You too," Joey said sincerely.

"Well, we should get in before we freeze our nads off," Kirk chuckled.

"Wouldn't want to lose those," Joey said, making the first move and climbing into the combined sleeping bags.

Kirk waited till he was situated then handed him a pillow that his mom had provided, and grabbed one for himself before wiggling in beside Joey and zipping up. It wasn't quite as tight a fit as Kirk had figured, and he wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing. His emotions were all over the place. He liked Joey, and he was horny, but he really didn't know if he was ready for a boyfriend, or for that matter if he was even gay. He was attracted to Joey, that was for sure, but then he'd been attracted to other boys before and even done a little messing around. He didn't want to hurt Joey, or to get hurt himself and he just wished things weren't so complicated.

"This is nice," Joey said after a few minutes, "nice and cozy."

"Yeah, and our combined body heat will keep us both warm."

"Yeah," Joey said rolling onto his side. In the darkness he could just make out Kirk's face and his eyes seemed to be studying him intently.

"Thanks for inviting me over. I'm really having a good time."

"Thanks for coming, this is the most fun I've had in forever."


"Uh huh," Kirk replied, hearing the distress in Joey's voice that mirrored his own feelings.

"I really like you, and I don't want to hurt you or cause you any problems, but..."

"But what? You don't want to sleep with me, right?" Kirk said sounding ready to cry.

"No, that's not it at all. I was just gonna say that I wouldn't mind know, touching and stuff as long as we both understand it's nothing serious."

"Really, you mean it?" Kirk said cheering up instantly.

"Yeah, but I don't want you to think you have to do stuff just to make me happy or keep me as a friend. I want to let you lead the way, is that okay?"

"Yeah, but...I don't have a lot of experience..."

"Then just do what your heart tells you to do, or in some cases what your body tells you to do."

"I'm so nervous right now. I'm shaking like I'm freezing," Kirk admitted.

"Here, let me hold you and warm you up," Joey said, "if that's okay."

"Yes, please...hold me," Kirk whispered, "hold me close."

Joey scooted over and wrapped his arms around the boy and they lay there face to face for sometime, soaking up each others warmth, and breathing in each other's gentle fragrance. The inevitable soon happened and Kirk was the first to mention it.

"Sorry about that," he blushed as he attempted to pull back a little.

"It's okay, I'm hard too. Just let it happen. It's okay," Joey cooed, and Kirk relaxed and moved against Joey, their harness rubbing together as they continued to hold each other close.

After a while Joey was aware that Kirk was gently heaving and suddenly a sob escaped him. Holding him closer Joey whispered, "Are you okay? Is this too much?"

"No, I'm just happy," Kirk managed to say, "I've never felt so close to anyone before."

"This is nice," Joey said hugging Kirk tighter, "and we don't have to do anything more if you don't want to. This is enough, just holding each other and being friends."

"I...I think I want more, but I know you don't, and that's okay. I can wait," Kirk said, "but I hope you don't find someone else while I'm waiting."

"I'm not looking for a boyfriend," Joey assured him, "but I wasn't before either. Sometimes you just meet the right person at the right time and it happens."

"Yeah, I know," Kirk said nodding, "I think that's what I'm feeling, but I know you don't feel that way."

"I'm not sure what I feel yet Kirk, I like you a lot, and I think you're really cute and well...foxy," he chuckled, "and I'll be honest, I'd like to do stuff with you, but I don't want you to think you have to do stuff just to keep me happy. I'm just horny and you're hot."

"I'm horny too. Maybe we can help each other out. I mean it doesn't have to be more than that for now, and I don't feel used, if that's what you're thinking. I want it too, but I don't have a lot of experience with this stuff."

"But I do?" Joey chuckled, "I know you think I'm probably really experienced, but I'm not, I was just learning about that stuff when...when Zak and I broke up. I'm still a virgin, if that's what you're wondering."

"Oh, I didn't mean..." Kirk said blushing, "but I don't care about that. I just want us figure things out together. Is that what you want?"

"Yes, now...I have a question for you."

"Okay, ask me anything," Kirk said trembling with anticipation.

"Have you ever been kissed? Wait! Before you answer, I mean really kissed? Not on the cheek by your grandma or on the forehead or anything, but on the lips, maybe with some tongue, a real kiss?"

"Huh uh," Kirk admitted, "but I've always wondered about that," he added, feeling his heart speed up and butterflies fill his tummy.

"Well, I like kissing a lot, and if you're willing, I'd like to show you how good it can be."

"Yessss," Kirk hissed softly, his whole body quivering with need and desire.

Without speaking, Joey moved closer pressing his lips against Kirk's as they shared their first kiss. Despite this being Kirk's real kiss he got into it quickly, and what started out a dry and rather chaste kiss soon turned into a toe curling, tongue swapping kiss that caused further hardening of their boy parts.

When Joey finally broke off the kiss to catch a breath Kirk was panting like a dog on a hot summer day.

"I never knew kissing could be and sexy," Kirk gasped.

"Yeah, it's fun all right. I like kissing almost as much as, well...the other stuff. And holding hands, I like that a lot too."

"Can we...can we do that?"

"Yeah," Joey said taking Kirk's hand in his and entwining their fingers together.

"That feels good," Kirk sighed, "can we try that kissing thing again?"

Joey leaned in as way of answer and began the kiss again, this time pushing urgently against Kirk and finally rolling him onto his back and laying atop him as they pressed their hard boy parts together. Kirk had never known such pleasure, and was not used to such intense stimulation. and suddenly he pulled his lips away from Joey and yelped, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..."

"What," Joey said with confusion, then feeling the wetness against him he realized what had happened, "Oh, it's okay. It was my fault, I sort of got carried away. It's no big deal, I was close myself, and would have been right their with ya' in another minute or so."

"'re not mad?"

"No," Joey said sliding down Kirk's body and stopping with his face even with Kirk's crotch. He could just make out the large wet spot on Kirk's underwear and he could smell the pleasant aroma of boy spunk. Suddenly he had a wicked idea, but was it too much for Kirk, especially after he'd just spilled his seed?

"Can I...see it?" Joey asked looking up at Kirk with pleading eyes.

Kirk, unable to find his voice, merely nodded then covered his eyes with his arm as he lay back waiting for whatever Joey had in mind.

Smiling, Joey tugged at the waist band of Kirk's underwear and freed his spent cock. It was still half hard and when Joey's breath hit it it began to climb back to it's respectable 5.5" of fat boy meat. It was neatly cut and had a tapered head rather than a mushroom cap and Joey thought it was perfect and very beautiful. Perfect for his mouth, he thought blushing.

"Are you really sensitive after you come, or can I touch it?"

"You can touch it," Kirk mumbled, still covering his eyes.

Joey licked his lips as he brought his face closer and wrapped his hand around Kirk's stiff prong. It felt warm and wet and began to stiffen in his hand as he held it. Then instinctively he stuck out his tongue and licked a bit of the boy pudding off the head and moaned his approval, "Mmmm, you taste good. Is this okay?"

"Yessss," Kirk hissed, every nerve-ending in his body crying out for stimulation.

Once given the go ahead, Joey wasted no time going about his task. Using his tongue and mouth he first cleaned Kirk up, even licking up some of the dried semen from his sparse pubic hairs and off his smooth balls as Kirk moaned appreciatively.

"Oh god, be careful," Kirk gasped as Joey swallowed his cock in one gulp.

"It's okay," Joey said coming up just long enough to speak, "Let it go, I want to taste it right from the tap."

"Oh God, oh shit, oh man. ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Kirk cried out as he fired off his second load of the night into Joey's warm wet mouth. Though there wasn't quite as much liquid involved this time, the orgasm was even more intense than the first, and when Kirk finally came down from his high, he was exhausted.

Sensing this Joey licked him clean and then crawled back up and lay beside him, wrapping an arm around him and just holding him while Kirk wallowed in his afterglow.

"Oh man, that was crazy good," Kirk gasped, "you gotta show me how to do that so I can make you feel good too."

"I guess it just comes natural for a gay boy," Joey explained, "the main thing is, if you enjoy doin' it then it's gonna feel great for your partner no matter what technique you use."

"I think I'd like it, least with you, but I've never even seen your...uh, dick."

"Well, we can fix that," Joey said, "but right now, just relax and let's sleep a bit, okay?"

"Are you sure?" Kirk said, but a yawn cut him off, "Yeah, I guess we should, but wake me up later and I want to try that."

"If not tonight, then tomorrow," Joey said snuggling in close to Kirk and kissing his cheek.

"Hey, not on the cheek," Kirk mumbled, "on the lips," he added, turning his head and giving Joey a pouty look.

Joey chuckled and kissed him deeply, sharing the taste of his recent eruption, and Kirk's eyes grew wide with discovery, "That's what I taste like? I like it, and I bet I'll like yours even better."

They fell asleep all wrapped up in each others arms and their sleep was pleasant. The warmth of their bodies combined to make the sleeping bag a warm and cozy place, and when they awoke sometime later they were refreshed and ready for more exploration.

"I need to pee," Joey moaned, "and I hate getting out of this warm sleeping bag."

"Fortunately you won't have to go far, I have a sort of bathroom set up, well for pee anyway."

Joey followed Kirk to one end of the treehouse and laughed when he saw what Kirk had concocted. The top part of a gallon jug was nailed to the wall, acting as a funnel, and from it a tube ran through a hole and outside.

"I gotta 5 gallon bucket at the bottom and the piss goes in there and then I just empty it in the house and that way it don't smell up the place."

"Good thinking," Joey said whipping out his semi-erect cock and letting loose into the makeshift urinal.

Kirk's eyes were riveted to Joey's cock the whole time, and he thought he had never seen a nicer looking one on any boy. Not that he'd seen that many, but he had snuck a few peeks in the showers at school, and at the swimming pool, and he didn't remember any being that pretty.

"Next," Joey said shaking off the last few drops and stowing his stuff.

"Uh, yeah," Kirk said realizing that while watching Joey he had become fully erect, "Uh, maybe in a minute," he said blushing.

"Oh," Joey said noticing his predicament and chuckling, "yeah, hard to pee out of a stiff one."

"I...I can't help it," Kirk sighed.

"Hey, no problem, it's sort of flattering to think I make you horny."

"You do," Kirk admitted, "Can...can I see it again?" he stammered.

"Why don't we both lose our undies, and then we can look at each other all we want?"

"Okay," Kirk said grinning, "here goes," he said removing his underwear and freeing his hard cock which jutted out almost perpendicular to his slim body.

"Nice," Joey said, freeing his own boyhood. It was already semi-erect, and as Kirk watched, it climbed to it's full 5 and a quarter inch length.

"Nice," Kirk hissed, "can get back in the sleeping bag now, I'm sort of getting cold."

"Yeah, I'll warm you up," Joey chuckled.

Once they were zipped in, they moved together and instinctively began kissing and fondling each other. Their actions were less awkward now that they'd been intimate, and soon Kirk was taking the lead and heading down to that part of Joey that fascinated him most.

"It's so warm," Kirk said holding it in his hand and breathing in Joey's gentle teenage aroma.

"It's my hot dog," Joey joked.

"I like hot dogs, can I taste it?"

"Yeah, just don't bite it," Joey teased.

"I promise," Kirk said, then taking a deep breath and finding Joey's aroma intoxicating, he flicked out his tongue and gave the head a long lick from bottom to top.

"Oh, yeah...that feels nice," Joey moaned.

"I like the taste," Kirk whispered, "goin' in for more," he giggled.

"Okay, enjoy," Joey laughed. This was fun, and Joey was enjoying himself despite his fears.

Meanwhile Kirk had taken the plunge and was working his lips and mouth slowly down Joey's shaft until he had most of the length inside. He paused then, remembering the things Joey had done, and with determination he swallowed the rest down, only to gag and back off.

"You don't have to take all of it," Joey said soothingly, "just take what you can handle and work your tongue around the head, oh...yeah, like that. That's perfect."

Kirk remembered what Joey had said, that if a guy enjoyed sucking a dick that the other person would enjoy it no matter what technique he used, and he realized that he did like sucking dick, well at least Joey's dick, and he began to develop some technique of his own. He liked licking it, and suddenly he pulled off and just began licking all around the head and pee hole causing Joey to moan and thrust up.

"Oh, oh...that's really good," Joey gasped, "I like that, your tongue is so hot."

Encouraged by Joey's words, Kirk began to lick Joey's cock like a lollipop, savoring the flavor, and becoming excited by the effect he was having on the boy. His own cock was as hard as he had ever seen it and it was oozing pre onto the sleeping bag as he continued to work on Joey's cock.

Suddenly Joey stiffened and cried out just as a shot of boy juice erupted hitting Kirk on the cheek. Kirk reacted quickly, covering Joey's cock with his mouth and was rewarded by another tasty shot of boy juice, this one bathing his tongue as he savored the pleasant and exciting flavor. Two more blasts followed, both of which Kirk savored in like fashion, and then there was just a slow ooze as Joey's balls finally emptied. Kirk continued to nurse on Joey's cock until he was sure he had all that he had to offer, then he licked the head clean and moved up to lay by him.

"Did I do okay?"

"Dude, you made me come by just licking my dick. Yeah, you did okay, no...great. And I could tell you really liked it, and that's what makes it so good."

"I did like it, a lot, and you taste really good."

"Kiss me and let me see," Joey said grinning.

They kissed for a long time, then Joey suggested he return the favor, and once again Kirk experienced an earth shattering orgasm. When he was spent he finally went soft and reluctantly climbed out to pee before snuggling back into Joey and falling asleep quickly. His last thoughts were of Joey and how much he cared about him. If it wasn't love, it was close, and he was looking forward to what came next.

Joey had pretty much the same feelings as he drifted off to sleep that night, the gentle swaying of the tree holding them soothing his conflicted feelings. He knew he'd said he wasn't looking for a boyfriend, and he'd said he wanted to take it slow, but damn, it just felt so right, and he was pretty sure Kirk felt the same way. He was happy just laying here beside this lonely beautiful boy, and he was pretty sure he loved him already. In the end he decided to take the advice he had given Kirk, and just follow his heart, just as he'd followed his body earlier. He was smiling as he fell asleep.

By Christmas Joey and Kirk were pretty much a couple and they continued to get together every chance they could. Joey's folks were first to figure the two out, since they knew Joey was gay and had had past relationships, but eventually Kirk's folks figured things out, and they were delighted that Kirk had finally figured out what he needed to make him happy.

Despite Joey's initial fears, he found in Kirk what he had been looking for all along, a boy who loved him exclusively, and it didn't take long till Joey loved him equally. They were a happy couple, and though not out at school, many of their friends soon figured out that they had some kind of relationship that went beyond friendship.

Zak and Jake were especially happy for Joey, since they still carried a fair amount of guilt over what had happened with him, and they welcomed Kirk into their inner circle with open arms. Ben, the boy that Zak had confronted about his use of the word "queer" when he was referring to Joey and Kirk, seemed to have gotten over his brief bout of homophobia and treated the two as he treated everyone else at their table. Zak couldn't help but wonder if Ben was contemplating joining their team since he didn't seem to be having any luck on the other one.

Carlos and Carol had yet to do anything sexual, other than some heavy petting, but both were comfortable with the way things were, and were working on developing their relationship in the meantime. Everyone was ecstatic that the two were dating, both sets of parents and all their friends, and even most of the kids at school had to admit they made a cute couple and were both super nice kids.

John and Sarah's relationship was moving in a different direction however. Sarah wasn't looking for a lasting love and John wasn't sure exactly what he was looking for, he just knew he liked being with Sarah and was willing to follow her lead.

Sarah gladly took the lead, and she knew exactly what she wanted, sex. She had been boy crazy for years and had actually had some experience with a neighbor boy when they were about 10 or 11. She had been fascinated by his penis, and her interest in boys had moved to a whole new level. She couldn't wait to see John's penis and she finally got her chance one evening at her house while her folks were out on a dinner date.

She had invited John over on the pretense of watching a movie and having pizza, but after the pizza she had proceeded to seduce him and soon they were headed off to her room. John was helpless to follow as his hard penis throbbed in his jeans, and when they reached her room and she began to undress he knew he was lost.

Sarah's body was flawless, small perky breasts, a slim smooth body with only a slight swell at the hips, a well trimmed pubic patch and...for the first time John was staring at a girl's private parts, up close and personal. He'd seen lots of porn, both straight and gay, and liked both, but this girl blew all those girls in the videos away.

Sarah undressed John next, and when she finally tugged down his boxer briefs and freed his 6 inches of hard boy flesh she gasped. This was the first time she'd seen a full sized penis other than in videos, and it looked huge to her, despite the fact that it was really just about average for a boy his age.

"Oh, it's so big," she gushed.

And what boy didn't like to hear those words? "Uh, thanks, you're um...really pretty down there," John said blushing.

"Let's move to the bed," Sarah said taking John's hand, "and then we know, check each other out up close."

Here again John was glad to let Sarah lead, for the truth was he had no practical experience in this area, and though he'd seen plenty of porn, this was the real thing. They kissed for a long time as their hands roamed each others naked flesh, and it was Sarah who finally pulled away and pushed John onto his back as she moved down and got her first up close and personal look at a penis.

"Can I touch it?" she whispered with a slight tremble in her voice.

"Yesss," John hissed, "just be careful. I might, you know...come."

"Oh, okay, tell me if you want me to stop," she said as she wrapped her small hand around the shaft and squeezed gently, "It's so big, I wonder if it will fit..."

John moaned internally, Fit? Does she mean inside her? The thought of losing his virginity was both frightening and exciting, but he was ready and willing if she was.

John raised his head slightly and looked down at the beautiful girl bending over his crotch and suddenly he saw her small pink tongue dart out, and when it touched the head of his penis he felt as if he had been electrocuted. His mind darted back to a simpler time when he was a boy and he and Carlos had done some experimenting, and suddenly Carol's face was replaced by that of Carlos. That was the first time they'd done more than just jerk each other off, but it wasn't the last time. He wondered why he and Carlos had stopped doing those things, then realized it had been the onslaught of puberty that had changed things for them. They weren't little boys anymore after that, and sex was serious business.

Sarah had grown bolder now and was feeling up John's balls as she continued to lick and kiss his cock head. She had never taken a boy's penis into her mouth before, but she was quite sure she wanted to, and John seemed a willing partner, so she took the plunge.

As soon as her warm wet mouth enveloped John's cock he cried out and grabbed the sheet in his hands and balled them up, "Oh,, that feels so good," he gasped.

Sarah smiled around his penis and began to move up and down, making sure to cover her teeth with her lips. She'd read plenty of sex stories, and thought she had the general idea of how to suck a dick down pat, but it was so much better in real life and she was enjoying her first time immensely.

"Be careful," John warned again, and Sarah reluctantly backed off, "Maybe I know check you out now?" John added, his heart beating almost out of his chest as he waited for her reply.

"Okay," she said happily, moving up quickly to lay on her back and spread her legs for him.

John moved down between her legs, and as he stared at her girl parts he realized he had no idea what to do. Sure he'd watched videos, but the pussies in the videos looked much different than Sarah's. Some of them actually looked kind of gross to John, like a hand grenade had gone off in them or something, but Sarah's and pretty and he wanted so badly to kiss it. Maybe that was a good way to start.

Leaning down he kissed her pubes and caught a whiff of something sweet and fresh smelling. Was that strawberries, he wondered. Then realizing she must have prepared for this moment he smiled. She had made sure his first time would be pleasant and he loved her for that.

Boldly now he began rooting around with his nose and tongue, inhaling her sweet scent and tasting her, and discovering that she tasted as good as she smelled.

"Oh, oh...oh," she moaned lowly, "So really know how to make a girl feel good," she cooed.

Emboldened by her words he used his fingers to open her up a bit more and let his tongue go deeper into her, causing her to moan louder and thrust up against him. He smiled, knowing he was making her feel so good, and for the moment his own aching need was forgotten.

He continued to please her down there as she orgasmed several times, getting quite animated each time, and causing him to feel proud of his accomplishment. But eventually his tongue grew tired, and the hardness between his legs began to call to him.

"I want you to make love to me," Sarah said sounding far away and drowsy. "I have dreamed about this moment forever and I want you to be the one to take my virginity."

"Are, are you sure?" John stuttered, he hadn't in his wildest dreams thought that would happen. At best he thought he might get a handjob or a blowjob, but full blown sex, losing his virginity, no way.

"Yes, I want to do this. I have condoms and lube, and I want this to"

"Well, if you're sure," John said, shaking and eager to please her.

"Let me put it on you," she said reaching over and pulling a brightly colored foil packet from the drawer of the night stand. Then sitting up she motioned for John to lay down.

His cock stood straight and proud, and just as she'd learned in sex-ed class she rolled the condom onto John's erect penis. She laughed when she thought this was way more fun than rolling a condom on a banana. The condom was lubed, but since this was her first time Sarah thought a little extra lube might be a good idea, and grabbing the bottle she squirted a bit between her lips and worked it into her virgin hole.

"How should we do this?" John stuttered.

"Face to face," she said softly, "My first time I want to see your face."

"Oh, okay...yeah. Um...Sarah, just so you know, this is my first time too."

"I know, and I'm glad. We'll figure it out together and it will be good, you'll see."

"Uh, yeah...I just hope I don't, you know? Come too soon and disappoint you."

"I won't be disappointed no matter what happens. Just take it slow and it will be fine, okay?" she said pulling his head down and kissing him.

She had waited so long for this, and now it was happening and she was absolutely glowing with pleasure as John slipped inside her. They'd both heard that deflowering a girl could be painful and messy, but Sarah was the exception rather than the rule, and though there was a little blood when John finally pulled out, there had been only a moment of discomfort before it changed to pleasure.

John was able to hold out much longer than he'd feared, simply by concentrating on Sarah's face, and occasionally leaning down to kiss her, which she thought was very romantic. She loved having him inside her, and to know she was giving him such pleasure, and knew she would want to do this again, and soon.

When John finally came he cried out and then leaned down to kiss her deeply as he began to unload, filling the reservoir of the condom to capacity. He had never come as hard or had an orgasm last so long, and he felt as if his balls had been turned inside out when it finally ended. He was exhausted, and after kissing Sarah one last time, he pulled out and rolled onto his back.

Sarah felt herself down there, checking for blood, and was happy to find there was none. A small red spot dotted the condom, but other than that she had survived her deflowering unscathed. Rolling into John, she threw an arm around him and kissed his cheek.

"That was perfect, thank you John for being such a gentleman and making a girl feel so good."

"The pleasure was all mine," John chuckled, "I never knew it could be so good," he sighed, "or maybe it's just because it was you," he added feeling quite emotional.

"That's sweet, you're a sweet boy and I want you to know I wouldn't have given my virginity to just any boy, I had to find the right one, and that's you."

"Thanks, I'm glad I was the one," he sighed, "How much time do we have till your folks get home?"

"They won't be home till midnight if I know them, why?"

"No reason," he said yawning, "I'm just so tired, I think I need a little nap."

"Okay, and maybe when you wake up we can try that again."

"Oh, okay," he said beaming, "but first...the nap."

It would be another year before Carlos and Carol experienced the same nirvana that John and Sarah had, but by then they would be truly in love and committed to one another, and that made it worth the waiting.

To make sure he and Carol could continue their relationship, Carlos opted to go to the local community college and studied computer science and accounting, with the idea of starting his own IT business when he graduated.

Jake became a Junior that year and Zak began to wonder what would happen when Jake graduated and they were separated by college. For unlike Carlos, Jake had already been accepted to a college a hundred miles away, and though he would visit most weekends and Holidays it would be hard not to see each other every day.

They were confident however that their love would survive, and just enjoyed the time they had together and decided to let the future take care of itself.

John graduated, but unlike Carlos he went off to school in another state. He and Sarah remained friends, but there had never been the burning romance that Carlos and Carol shared, but what they had worked for them. They both loved sex and intimacy, but they were never really in love, although they did have strong feelings for one another. While away at College John dated a few girls, but when he returned home he and Sarah always found time to get together. The relationship worked for them, and everyone accepted it as it was.

Much had changed since Zak had declared his undying love for his best friend Jake. They'd suffered through a year long separation, the loss of Jake's mom, and become brothers and then lovers. They'd learned the hard way that relationships took work, but they had always been ready to give it their all. They were happy and well adjusted now, with the love and support of their families and friends, and the future looked bright for them.

Zak and Jake, Joey and Kirk, Carlos and Carol, all love stories with happy endings, and John and Sarah, well that worked out well too, and who's to say? Someday they may realize they were meant to be together always as well, and then there will be one more story book ending.

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