DAVID & TRISTAN-BOYS IN SCHOOL is a continuation of the story, Boys on the Farm, about David and Tristan. If sex between male teenagers is offensive to you or if you are underage then you should move on to something else. DAVID & TRISTAN-BOYS IN SCHOOL is a work of pure fiction -- the characters and the events do not represent any person or situation. Copyright (c)2000 by D.Z., all rights reserved. Please do not post in any other forum, newsgroup, or publication.
In front of each BIS chapter I have included comments emailed to me that I feel are worth sharing with all of you. So here's one from a guy who lives in Canada named Luke.
"I never read these type of stories before until my friend Adam told me about the one you wrote about David and Tristan. I am not gay or anything I just was bored and decided to look it up. Yes, my friend is bi and enjoys reading stories like yours. I thought your story would be really gay or something gross but it was touching even though I'm not gay.
I've known about my friend's sexuality for some time now because I found out by mistake. While in the mall one day I was a little depressed at the time about my grandfather recently passing on, so I wasn't my usual self. I didn't talk much so I had time to notice that Adam was giving a guy about our age (15) a once over. I didn't pick up on it until he looked at another guy. So finally I asked him "Hey Adam, does that guy have a nice ass or something?" I asked him with a snarky voice. He then told me if he could trust me with anything he would tell me. So I naturally told him that he could trust me with anything, like I did before and he pulled me aside and said that he had an experience with another guy and he kinda liked it.
At first I was astonished but not scared. Adam didn't seem like that kind of guy. He asked me if I was mad. I said I would have to give this some thought. So I had a hard time with this new Adam, things ran through my head like, what if he liked me? What if he always liked me, things like that. It took months for me to decide what to do. Finally I figured out that Adam is still my best friend and hasn't changed any from the day I met him to now. So I told him I would be there for him through thick and thin regarding anything.
I wasn't sure why two guys could love one another, or if it was just a phase for quick sex. But after reading your masterpiece I soon realised what love is all about. Adam has gone off to college and has a girlfriend, and a boyfriend who turns out to be a roommate. I have a hard time with this but since I read your story it has eased up a lot of tension. I guess this is why he told me to read it. With all the friendship and all he thought it would help me understand. It has. I keep thinking about the boys and am looking forward to reading the next chapter.--Luke"
Isn't Luke the kind of best friend everyone would like to have? Don't we wish that this could happen more often--that straight people would make the effort to understand and accept gay people for who they were rather than what they were? Anyway, a huge thank you to Luke for writing and being the kind of friend we would all want to have.
OK, I know that I've kept you in suspense forever with the long awaited reunion of David and Tristan. Well, here it is! It's the longest chapter I've written yet...and you'll see it is packed full of the things Davie-babe and Tris-dude did on that day Tristan arrived home from Lubbock.
DAVID & TRISTAN-BOYS IN SCHOOL.
by D.Z.
Chapter 6.
The jet passenger plane glided in for a landing with its nose up and then they were hurtling down the runway. The jet engines whine intensified as they howled in the effort of slowing the plane. Tristan turned in his window seat to smile at his dad and say, "There, we made it home safe and sound. It seems like forever when we left here two days ago, doesn't it?"
Blinking tiredly in the early morning's light Randy replied, "Yeah, we're lucky to be coming home at all. But the only thing that matters is that you and I are here together and we agree this is where we are going to stay, right?"
Tristan playfully punched his dad's shoulder. "It's about time you figured that out, old man," Tristan teased his dad with excitement written all over his face. He could hardly wait to get home so he could see his boyfriend David and give him the great news. It had taken them all night to wheedle their way onto a departing plane from the Lubbock airport and then wend their way through the skies in order to get home just as the sun was coming up. Tristan had asked his dad to let him call David a couple of times but Randy forbade it saying that it was too late at night to call someone and that he could tell David in person once they got home. They were both tired from the short night and stressful day they had previously - their sleep interrupted by a devastating tornado and then being trapped in their motel room throughout a mercilessly hot day would take the starch out of anyone. Only the thought of getting home to his own bed kept Randy moving.
The early morning traffic was light and they made excellent time getting home. Their house, an older ranch style home, never looked so good as it did that morning. They came home only with a small bag of luggage, the rest of their things scattered and lost in the tornado. The sight and familiar odor of their home enveloped them as they walked in. Without a doubt this was home and would remain home.
"I get first dibs on the shower!" Tristan yelled as he ran for the bathroom, stripping off his shirt as he went. In no time at all he had the water running to warm up while he grabbed a towel and laid it out before shucking off his shorts, freeing his awesome love tool from its confinement. He found an old toothbrush and a new tube of toothpaste so he could clean his teeth hurriedly. Quickly Tristan showered and brushed his teeth while the warm water ran down his back. In no time he was shampooing his dark curly hair and then soaping himself thoroughly to remove the accumulated grime and body odor from their ordeal. Finally he felt human again. His cock started to swell and tingle as Tristan mentally anticipated the lovemaking he and David would be doing, he was sure of that! "Down boy, you just behave for a bit more cuz later you'll be glad you did," he admonished his growing snake. Tristan hopped out of the shower and dried himself, his cock swinging heavily and aching with pent up desire.
"Crap. I forgot to bring in clean clothes," Tristan thought to himself as he finished drying off. He wrapped the towel around his middle but there was an obvious bulge showing. Tristan made a dash for his room from the bathroom. His forward motion was rudely halted the very next instant as he slammed into his dad who at that precise moment was passing by the bathroom door. Tristan bounced off of his dad in reverse and ended up sprawled naked on the bathroom floor, the towel coming unwrapped as a result of their collision. Tristan shook his head to clear the sparks dancing before his eyes and looked up to see his dad in the doorway looking down at him.
"Tristan, are you OK?" Randy asked, concern on his face.
"Yeah, I think so," as Tristan moved himself experimentally before realizing he was completely exposed and grabbed for the towel.
Randy choked back a laugh as he grinned and said, "You should probably learn pretty soon not to be bursting through closed doors all the time. I guess it was your turn to be caught naked unexpectedly. It looks like you really do take after me." Those words being said he turned and headed to his bedroom chuckling to himself as he left.
His face feeling hot from his embarrassment, Tristan flung the towel into the bathroom and went naked to his room once his dad was out of sight. The flow of air around his crotch reminded him of being out at the farm and all the time he and David were nude outside. It made him even more anxious, if that were possible, to see David and to be with him once again. He dressed hurriedly after a slight pause to consider whether he would put on underwear. He didn't, preferring to keep the sensation of freedom and the significance it held for him.
"Dad, I'm going over to David's now." Tristan called to his dad as he was ready to leave.
"OK. If you guys decide to come here be quiet because I'm going to be sleeping."
"Sure dad. Bye." Tristan ran out of the house and retrieved his bike. His strong teenage legs pumped powerfully and Tristan was speeding to his David, the boy he loved with all his heart. The cool morning air rushed past him and blew through the leg openings of his shorts, reducing his formerly swollen manhood to its smallest dimensions which was still of a very respectable size. What a change in air temperature that was compared to Lubbock!
Since Tristan and David had been friends forever, Tristan knew three things about the Brandts. First, Dan didn't like being woke up by the doorbell or the telephone. And second, while the front door was always locked, often the back door between the garage and house was open. And third, they didn't have a dog to bark at him if he went into their home. It was still early in the morning, about 7:30 a.m., so Tristan quietly found his way to the back door and tapped on it lightly in case someone was awake and in the kitchen. There was no response from inside so Tristan tried the doorknob. It turned and he opened the door noiselessly, removing his shoes as he stepped inside. Carefully he shut the door and tiptoed his way through the house on a stealth mission to find his David.
His heart pounding from his exertions, the anticipation of finding David, and his invasion of the Brandt house, Tristan had his objective in sight. David's door was partly closed in the dim morning light. He slipped into David's room and then stood stock still, feasting his eyes on the form of the boy who was the most important person in the world to him. David was facing away from the door, sleeping on his side, his blonde hair mussed up from his tossing and turning during the night.
Tristan closed the door and locked it, very mindful of the need for discretion. He made his way over to David and knelt by the bed before running his fingers across David's face and brushing his hair from his forehead. "Hey there Babe, I'm home to stay," Tristan whispered into David's ear."
David's breath caught and then he spoke out loud, his eyes still shut. "Tristan, is it really you? Are you here for real or am I dreaming again?"
"You want to me to pinch you so you can believe I'm here for real or would you rather have a kiss?" Tristan whispered back.
David spun over in his bed faster than Tristan thought humanly possible and those incredible blue eyes of David's were shining with love and joy. His arms shot out and pulled Tristan down to him in a fierce hug. "Oh Tristan, you are really here! I was so worried about you and you didn't call and didn't call and then I saw you on TV and knew you were OK and I was waiting all last night for you to call." David was babbling away, his feelings all mixed up. His feelings of joy and love were confused with the hurt and disappointment of not hearing from Tristan.
"Whoa there babe. I wanted to call you so bad but it was way late and my dad wouldn't let me. We finally were able to get on a plane and flew all night to get home about an hour ago."
"Why didn't you come over right away then?" David asked softly.
"You wouldn't have wanted to me to David. I hadn't showered since the tornado and I was dirty and stunk so bad! But I'm here now and I'm never leaving. My dad didn't take the job."
David's face looked like it was about to split in two because he was grinning so much. "Awesome! That's the best news I've ever gotten, Tristan! I wouldn't have minded even if you did come over all dirty and smelly, then I could have helped you shower and made sure you were clean enough to jump into my bed."
"Is that what you want now, Davie-babe?" Tristan asked with a teasing smile on his face. "For me to jump into bed with you?"
"Like is there any doubt? Come on, get in here so I can get a kiss and my hands on you at the same time!"
Tristan slid under the warm covers David held up for him and into David's waiting arms. The sense of aching loss was swiftly replaced with their joy in expressing their love for one another, their lips hungrily pressed together. Then David surprised Tristan by continuing to kiss Tristan's nose, eyes, and even going so far as to nibble a little on his ears.
"Oh my God, David, I think you really missed me," Tristan whispered with wonderment. "Mmmmmm, your kisses are soooo good."
David pulled back just a little and his expression turned serious as he looked deeply into Tristan's eyes. He whispered with intensity, "I missed you more than anything ever before Tris. It was worse than all the bad days of my whole life put together. And you know what was worst of all, Tristan? It took me too long to admit how much I love you. I felt sooooo bad when I was afraid you were killed in that tornado that I hadn't told you. So now I want to tell you that I love you Tristan, I mean really love you with my whole heart."
Tristan couldn't help it. His eyes instantly brimmed over with tears from emotion as he heard David verbalize those words of love. He gave David another short kiss before saying with as he grinned through his tears, "You know I love you waaaay more."
David's eyes were suspiciously wet too as he spoke past the lump in his throat, "Nuh uh. I love you more!" and then to prove it he kissed away Tristan's tears before their softly sweet lips meshed together perfectly. Tristan felt something pushing on his lips and opened his mouth. David's tongue met Tristan's and their kissing soared to new heights of sensualism as their tongues met and danced together.
"Oh man," Tristan breathed as the kiss ended, "That was some kissing! You really did miss me, didn't you?"
"Yup. I missed ALL of you!" David answered verbally while his hands began to roam over Tristan's back and then his very shapely ass. Both boys were hard and their man muscles were aching for some action. They ground their crotches together as they plunged into some urgent lovemaking. They had been separated by distance as well as the after effects of a tornado and their joy in being together again was additional fuel for the hot flame of love that burned deep inside them. As their passions mounted rapidly David slipped his hand down the back of Tristan's shorts and discovered his lover wasn't wearing underwear. Immediately he withdrew his hand and deftly unsnapped the front button and tugged the zipper down to free the prize trapped within. His questing fingers easily found Tristan's rock-hard meat and removed it from its confinement, squeezing it and then lightly stroking and rubbing it. Tristan was mirroring every move David made and so it was that David could feel Tristan's hand fondling his rigid cock too.
"Mmmmmmmm, that feels soooooooooo good," David moaned and was already thrusting his hips because his cock was begging him for the release it craved. "Tris, use your mouth on me, pul-lease would ya?" David was nearly panting in the urgency of his pent-up desire. Tristan slid down, planting kisses down David's body as he went and then he was there! Tristan kissed the tip of David's pulsing cock and his tongue swirled away the precum that was dripping from the slit. "Ahhhhh, oooooh....that's right....keep doing it Tris..... oh I love you so much," David whispered in panting breaths as the waves of desire built ever higher and his cock seemed to fill beyond its capacity with cum.
Tristan slurped down David's bone, burying his nose into David's pubes and simultaneously brought his hand up to finger David's balls. They had already drawn up tight and a full load of man juice was gathered. David gasped and ooohed again as Tristan began slow sucking strokes on David's man muscle and David's hips moved inadvertently right along with him. Tristan's fingers were doing wonderful things as they teased and stroked David's balls and sack and then he began to lightly brush David's pucker, teasing it.
That was all it took for David's sexual circuits to go into overload and his firing command activated. David's hands clenched as he arched his back and drove his burgeoning cock to the back of Tristan's mouth. His buttocks spasmed repeatedly as he shot several bursts of cum straight down Tris' throat. Each shot was punctuated by a grunt of ecstasy from David, "Unhhhh, unhhh, unhhh, unhhhhh, unhhhhhhhh," finally ending in a long sigh of sexual bliss.
Tristan took it like a pro, swallowing David's load and then sucking gently he stripped the last drops from David's softening cock, savoring the taste of fresh boy cream. Sliding back up David's body, Tristan kissed David and then slid his tongue into David's mouth, sharing with David the taste of his own semen. They broke off their kiss with a grin for each other, fully knowing what it was they just shared.
"What about you, Tris?" David asked softly. "Aren't you ready to share your load?"
"Davie-babe, I'm more than ready. Are you man enough to take it?" Tristan smiled as he asked in a hushed voice.
"You know I am," David replied seriously. "Move on up here and I'll show you." He said as his hands urged Tristan's hips forward.
Tristan moved upwards on David and ended up with his arms resting on the top of the headboard and sitting across David's chest. Tristan's engorged maleness stared David in the face and as David opened his mouth to receive it Tristan guided his pole in. Sucking out the accumulated juices was David's first act and he drained the precum that Tristan had pumped out as he pleasured David.
Then David went to work giving Tristan's cock the same kind of loving attention he had just gotten. He worked his tongue around the cockhead, then licked the very sensitive underside, then flicking his tongue up the front and savoring the beads of precum that Tristan was steadily producing. Meanwhile, his mouth and tongue were not the only sources of stimulation. Both hands were busily at work, one pumping on the bottom of Tristan's thick shaft while the other fondled Tristan's ballsack and the spaces behind.
Tristan hummed his pleasure nonstop although quietly. Soon Tristan's hips were rocking back and forth as he began to slide his cock in and out and as he pushed in David would somehow create a suction that made Tristan's cockhead want to swell even larger. It didn't take much of that kind of exquisite sensation before Tristan sucked in a raspy breath, froze ever so momentarily, and then his cock began to pulse with gushes of teencum. Each gush was punctuated with a forward thrust and kind of a whine from Tristan's throat that would have been a cry of ecstasy if he didn't need to be quiet.
David swallowed as much as he could be it came in such big bursts that some had run out as Tristan would pull back before thrusting in for another shot of his love juice. He could feel Tristan's cock began to soften but it remained heavily resting upon his lips and chin, bathed in remnants of cum.
Slowly Tristan come down from his orgasmic high and then he smiled as David playfully steered his cockhead around his lips wiping up the dribbles of cum and licking them off. Those licks sent post orgasmic jolts through his entire body before Tristan pulled back and dropped down to cuddle with his babe.
"I think you liked that," David whispered merrily. "You sounded like a big cat purring the whole time until you started screeching like a tom cat."
Tristan had to laugh a little before answering, "Yeah, I guess you could say that alright. I should be glad you called me a tom cat instead of a pussy cat."
"Nah, you are too much of stud for me to ever call you a pussy." David reached down and fingered Tristan's cock. "But I do want more of this later when we can find someplace to really go at it, OK?"
"You got it babe, anytime, anywhere," Tristan replied softly with a grin. Then he yawned a jaw-popping yawn. "I'm so tired and sleepy, David. I haven't slept hardly at all for two days. Could I take a little nap here before we do anything else?" he asked as he lifted his butt off the bed and pulled his shorts back over his hips.
"No prob, dude. My folks have gone to work now so no one is gonna bother us until noon. Would that be long enough of a nap for ya?" David was pulling his boxers up too as he spoke.
"Sure. But would you stay here and hold me until I'm sleeping. I've missed you so bad and I want to be like we were on the farm, sleeping together."
"I missed that too. A lot." David thought guiltily about how he had asked Jason to hold him when he was missing Tristan and somehow he thought it might not be such a good thing if he told Tristan about it right now. "Go ahead and get some sleep. I'll stay in bed with you until you are fast asleep."
Sleepily Tristan said, "Good, that's what I hoped you would do. I love you, David."
"Love you too, Tristan, lots and lots."
The two boys shared a sweet little kiss before Tristan turned on his side and David spooned up against him, both boys soaking up their closeness once more. David wrapped an arm around Tristan and softly rubbed his chest while Tristan's breathing changed as he dropped into the first deep sleep he had since he and David were last together. Almost immediately Tristan's body began making those involuntary little jumps from being overtired as he gave in to his exhaustion.
David laid there for a while watching Tristan sleep and thought about how much had changed over the last two weeks. They had left for the farm as two boys who were best friends and now they were much more than that. They had taught each other what it was to totally love someone and how to express that love with their bodies. Yes, there was a big difference between sex and making love and they now knew what it was. The realization slowly dawned on David that he never wanted to forget the past two weeks and how he had felt and what he was feeling now. Although he never had wanted to do much in the way of writing before, he resolved that the only way to try to keep the memories fresh was to write them down.
He slipped out of the bed after kissing Tristan's shoulder and sat at his desk. Finding a school notebook he began to write, looking over at Tristan's sleeping form from time to time as he searched for the words to express himself. He wrote down all that had happened the last two weeks. He spent all morning writing except for a bathroom break and a raid for some food to quiet his grumbling stomach. His hand grew sore but still he wrote on, staying close to Tristan and watching over the ruggedly handsome boy he now thought of as his boyfriend sleep.
Towards noon David was getting hungry. He pulled some jeans on and went down bare chested to find something for Tristan and him to eat for lunch. As luck would have it, his older sister Ashley was there fixing macaroni and cheese for herself and Jimmy. "Well look who finally decided to get out of bed," she commented to the world.
"Put a sock in it, Ashley," David retorted. "I've been awake but I was busy."
"Busy doing what?" she asked as all girls can't resist knowing everything.
"Working on a project while Tristan was taking a nap. He's home again and he's sleeping in my bed. I'm gonna make some lunch for us."
"Why isn't he home sleeping in his own bed?" Ashley zeroed in as her feminine curiosity perked right up.
"Cuz he came over right away this morning to tell me about what all had happened to him and then it mostly caught up with him and he needed a nap, that's why miz hundred questions," David shot back at her. Inside he was hoping he could shut off her questions because she was perilously close to hitting upon the truth. "Isn't there anything else to eat around here except that? Yuck." David wasn't fond of macaroni and cheese.
"Nope. Unless you want to bake a frozen pizza. Funny, I didn't hear him come over this morning," Ashley mused.
"Huh," David snorted, "It's no wonder you aren't deaf with that noisy hair drier you stick in your ear every day. I'm gonna get a couple of pizzas. Turn on the oven, would ya?" David retreated to get the pizzas out of the freezer in the basement before Ashley could think of more questions to ask. Upon his return he shoved them in the oven, set the timer, and went back upstairs to his room, prudently closing and locking the bedroom door.
David carefully hid the notebook he had written in all morning in his secretest hiding spot and took a small package from it in the process. Then he cracked open a window shade to let more light into the room. It didn't disturb Tristan's sleep at all. David sat down on the bed next to Tristan and leaned over him. "Tris, you wanna wake up and eat some pizza for lunch? It'll be ready in a few minutes."
Tristan stirred lazily and his eyes barely slitted open. He smiled sleepily and said, "Ummmmm, its nice to wake up with you around again. Yeah, I'm hungry but I'm like soooooo tired."
"Before we eat you gotta do something. I got this little present for you to remember me by but now it's a welcome home present so now you gotta open it," David revealed the beautifully wrapped small package he was hiding under his hand on the bed.
Tristan's eyes opened wider than the grin on his face before his expression turned suddenly downcast. "Sheesh, David. I wanted to buy you a present but I didn't have the chance with the tornado and everything. I really was gonna buy ya something too."
"I know you were. Don't worry about it. You can owe me one," David smiled back with love in his eyes. "Come on, open it up!" David could hardly wait for Tristan to see it!
Tristan tore off the paper on the box and opened from one corner, revealing the Egyptian symbol saying "I love you". Tristan took it out, his hands shaking a little whether it was from his lack of sleep or emotion David didn't ask. "What does all this say, do you know?" Tristan asked.
David leaned over and kissed him before telling him, "Just what I've been telling you today...it says 'I love you' in hieroglyphics. And not many people will know what it says so you can wear it anyplace."
"It's soooooooo kewl," Tristan murmured in awe before he wrapped both arms around David and gave him a huge squeeze and then a big kiss.
"Aren't you gonna wear it?" David asked. "Put it on and then lets go eat some pizza, kay?"
His eyes shining, Tristan slipped the new symbol and its chain over his head and tucked it under his shirt where it joined David's medallion they wore home from the farm. "I'm gonna get you something just as kewl, just you wait," Tristan promised. Then both boys tore down the stairs to eat like only teenaged boys can, inhaling the food and a couple of sodas.
They decided to go swimming after they ate. The only place they could swim was at the outdoor public swimming pool so they rode their bikes over to Tristan's to get his swimming suit before the long ride in the warm sun to get there. The pool opened at 1:30 and they were there waiting in line when the doors opened. They filed in with a crowd of other kids and hit the changing room and picked out a spot to change together. It was like they were in their own little world, each of them focusing entirely on the other and taking a renewed delight in their togetherness. Neither of them were interested in the other boys, they had what they wanted in each other. David thought Tristan looked so sexy with the golden jewelry around his neck on his dark tan skin. And likewise Tristan had always admired David's golden blonde tones.
They spent the bulk of the afternoon swimming, diving, and soaking up the sun stealing what body contact they could. Both of them craved the touch and the closeness of the other they had missed so much during Tristan's trip and tornado scare. Tristan wore out late in the afternoon so they decided to head over to his house. They got changed, taking their time and horsed around in the changing room nude. It all started when Tristan snapped his towel at David's cute butt and connected.
"Ouch! That stung!" David yelped. "You're gonna get yours!" The towel fight was on! It was quite a sight to see Tristan's meaty cock swinging wildly as the boys had a snapping duel. David and his uncut cock make him look like a classical Greek warrior standing there naked doing battle. As far as Tristan was concerned David was the most beautiful boy there ever was and to David Tristan was the epitome of masculinity. No doubt about it...they were in love.
The younger boys who also happened to be in there stared the whole time but neither David nor Tristan cared. The two older boys had lost their body shyness along with their virginity and they gave those younger boys an eyeful. The younger boys hadn't begun puberty and with most of them you would only catch a very brief glimpse of a naked butt before their underwear were yanked over wet crotches. There was only one little boy who wasn't ashamed of his body and stood there with his little pecker sticking straight out as he watched David and Tristan towel fight as he dried himself, when he remembered to do so.
Before long the younger boys cleared out of the changing room. David and Tristan laughed and gave each other a high five as that brave younger boy gave them one last long look before leaving the older boys surveying their conquered territory. Sitting companionably side by side they finally got dressed in their shorts and shoes, having decided not to wear shirts since it felt so good and reminded them of their naturism at the farm.
It was still a very warm afternoon as the boys cruised home on their bikes, the sweat popping out on their foreheads. They rode without shirts on, enjoying the breeze caressing their naked torsos. They arrived at Tristan's house and parked their bikes. "Ummmm, we gotta be quiet because my dad is probably still sleeping," Tristan warned as he led the way into the house. Let's go in my room," Tristan suggested with a look that promised some fun.
David nodded silently to him and they swiftly yet silently made their way to the sanctuary of Tristan's bedroom. Finally they were alone again behind closed doors! Still not speaking Tristan walked up to David and drew him close into an embrace that spoke volumes without words. This is what he had missed the most, what made him feel whole was being with and in close physical contact with the young man he totally loved. "Mmmmmm," he breathed, "It's so good to be able to hold you and everything again."
David gave Tristan a little hug at those words before grinning at him and teasing, "What do you mean everything? You're not holding 'everything' just yet."
Tristan kissed his way up David's neck and nibbled on his ear a little before saying, "Get naked then and I'll be holding 'everything' in a heartbeat."
Already wearing a minimum of clothing it took David exactly two seconds to have his shorts lying at his feet and to be reaching towards Tristan's waistband of his shorts. Tristan used one hand to steer them down around his expanding love muscle and now came the electric feel of total body contact, their hard sex meeting and brushing each other's bodies while their hands roamed each other's backs. Simultaneously they moved towards the bed so they could lie down and continue their lovemaking.
Tristan twisted around so that he was on his back and he pulled David down on top of him. They kissed deeply, their tongues meeting and dancing to the secret music of lovers. Each boy was making those miniature fucking motions with their hips, stimulating their cocks and balls which were sliding together as they kissed and moved. Tristan's hands moved down to David's ass cheeks, alternately rubbing them and holding David tightly to him.
David couldn't help but moan with pleasure. Tristan could always make him feel so good and so sexy whenever they were together like this! David's cock was like a rod of steel as it pulsed with desire and the incredible horniness only teenagers can know. They laid there in each other's arms and kissed for what seemed to be ages, alternating between urgent tongues down each other's throats to angels kisses as they basked in the warmth and security of each other's love. His cock was still rigid and drooling and David took it upon himself to initiate the next stage of their togetherness. What happened next was started by a chain of actions and reactions and David learned something more about how to please Tristan.
David started to slide down so he could pay some close up and personal attention to Tristan's manly cock but Tristan held him back wanting to continue their kissing. Stopped with his head at Tristan's chest, David playfully kissed Tristan's right nipple and then immediately took it one step further by lightly sucking on it.
Tristan froze and then moaned deep in his throat and pressed his engorged hot sex tightly against David's belly.
"You like that?" David asked coyly.
"Oh man, David, it sent a wave clear through me right to the end of my cock. Do the other one," Tristan was practically begging. Tristan's hands were lightly holding David's head, playing with David's soft blond hair.
David spent some time then learning how erotically charged Tristan's nipples were. Tristan's nips stood out and as David bathed them with his tongue and sucked them Tristan would gasp and moan time after time, each moan accompanied by Tristan's hips grinding his dripping cock into David's stomach. Before long David began to kiss his way downwards and swirled his tongue into Tristan's belly button. It made Tristan shiver with pleasure and now Tristan guided David's head down towards the burning fire in his groin.
"Help my friend out, David. He needs it so baaaaad," Tristan begged huskily. Tristan was consumed with desire. It showed in every way possible...in his eyes and voice and his engorged, pulsating cock. Up close David could see it pulse with every heartbeat of Tristan's and then there would be a much larger pulse as Tristan would contract his prostratic regions. Each larger pulse would pump another drop of precum from Tristan's hot meat.
David could feel the heat emanating from Tristan's cock on his face as he moved past it to tease Tristan's balls with his tongue. David was going all out and showing Tristan how much he cared for him by making love to as much of Tristan's body as he could. After washing Tristan's ball sack with his tongue David gently sucked a testicle into his mouth and sucked. Tristan moaned louder and arched his back, now continuously moaning, his eyes glazed over with the all- encompassing sensations of their foreplay. David finally made the move Tristan had been waiting for. He began licking in small strokes from the root of Tristan's cock towards the tip. It took some time because of its size, but ultimately David reached the tip and licked up the generous amount of accumulated precum, finally swiping his tongue into the slit to get all of the slightly sweet fluid he could.
"Please David, please suck me, I want to cum so bad," Tristan groaned and pleaded.
"Are you sure that's what you want?" David asked.
"Yes, more than anything!"
David bent his head and almost gulped down half of Tristan's fat cock in one swoop. Tristan bucked and arched his back as David began a determined attack on Tristan's masculine spear. In scant seconds David didn't have to move at all for Tristan was face fucking him and Tristan was practically writhing in his urgency to spew his male essence.
Tristan's breath caught a millisecond before David could feel Tristan's cock swell tightly in his mouth as huge gushes of cum shot straight down his throat and Tristan made the same noises of orgasmic effort he did earlier that day. Three major pulses of cum blasted into his throat before David could pull back and swallow. Smaller pulses of the uniquely tangy teencream then filled David's mouth. David sucked once more on Tristan's deflating meat to get the last drops of cum as Tristan winced and pulled back.
"Ooooh, that's a bit much there Davie-babe," Tristan murmured. "You were awesome. How do you know how to do all this stuff?"
David slid back up so they were face to face once more as Tristan was talking. "Your body tells me what you like, that's all. It's easy to tell what turns you on...you liked it when I messed around with your nips, right?"
"Oh my God, David, that was incredible. It was like you found a nerve there that was connected to my cock and you were playing me like a bass fiddle or something like that. It was fantastic!"
David stopped Tristan's post-orgasmic chatter with a cum-flavored kiss. It was time for him to be able to reach the heights of Nirvana...enough of the instant replay of Tristan's sexual capacity. "Ummmm, aren't you forgetting something?" David prompted.
"Like what?" Tristan asked with a serious look on his face. Then he winked back at David with a big grin. "Like maybe you want to have a little attention paid to your buddy?"
"Damn right," David growled back at him in mock anger. "So what are you going to do about it?"
"Uhhhhh, I dunno. You want the same you did to me?"
"Just go for it there, Tris, and see what happens." David was getting slightly impatient by this time and so he took over. He stuck his tongue into Tristan's mouth and worked him over in a kiss that left them both gasping for air when it ended. Then David rolled them over so Tristan was on top of him and became Tristan's turn to show David how much he was loved.
Tristan kissed his way down David's torso but David's erogenous zones were different. It was nice when Tristan tried fooling with his nipples but it wasn't like they were hot-wired to his cock or anything. Tristan moved lower and soon David was convulsing with spasms from the tickling sensation on his lower belly.
David's aching cock lost some of its rigidity as the mood of eroticism was inadvertently interrupted. "Tris, you're tickling me...do something else.." David gasped between tickles and giggles.
Tristan brought both hands into play and began to fondle David's cock and balls which had the desired effect of bringing David's libido roaring back. Unconsciously David pulled his knees up as the sensations in his groin and sensitive pucker prompted him to do. "What do I see here?" Tristan teased. "I see a little red mark on your ass right where I snapped you with the towel," Tristan giggled. "I bet I can make it feel all better," as Tristan then kissed him right there on his ass. But he didn't stop with that and instead moved straight to David's balls and began giving them some serious attention. Tristan wanted David to feel what he had when it was David doing it to him and so he tongue washed David's ball sack and sucked David's nuts.
By now it was David who was moaning with pleasure and unslaked lust as Tristan continued to polish David's family jewels. By now David's uncut cock was steadily pumping out the precum, his flared cockhead in plain view and visibly throbbing. Tristan then reached up with his fingers of one hand and cupped David's sack while he nibbled and kissed David's joystick. "Tristan, you're driving me crazy!" David panted between moans of pure ecstasy. "Just...get on...with it...would ya?"
Tristan pretended not to hear him. Instead he explored David's foreskin, pulling it down tightly on David's erection, then making it loose so it would mostly cover David's knob. He nibbled and kissed and sucked that loose piece of skin that had such a fascination for him, being circumsized himself. David squirmed and moaned the whole time Tristan was amusing himself. Tristan would lap up the clear dribbles of precum as fast they appeared, each swipe of his tongue across the end of David's cock nearly sending David into orbit.
By now David began to beg. "Tris-dude, pul-lease stop teasing me like this. I need it sooo bad.....suck me, suck me please!"
Tristan took pity on David then and administered the coup de grace by sucking down David's throbber. David was no less urgent in his need than Tristan was and immediately began thrusting. Tristan slipped his hands down onto David's deliciously curved buttocks, Tristan's thumbs rubbing lightly on David's pucker in time with his bobbing head.
One, two, three, four strokes later and David erupted simultaneously vocalizing his releases with loud grunts of pure animal instinct. David arched his back, froze, and then convulsively fired volley after volley of massive streams of teencum. There was no way Tristan could have possibly swallowed fast enough to handle David's output and so the excess flooded out of his mouth and pooled in David's pubes.
David finally ceased his orgasmic after shocks and stopped his whimpering to shakily gasp, "Oh my God, Tristan, I thought I was gonna blow the end of my cock right off. When you touched my hole like that it made me go into an automatic nut-busting cum."
Tristan snickered a little as he grinned and said, "Yeah, your body told me it liked that a lot!"
"Come here you big stud and cuddle with me for a bit," David murmured in his silky, sex-satiated, I've-in-love tone of voice.
Naturally Tristan wasted no time in doing exactly that and both boys held each other close, lying on their sides with legs and cocks meshing together perfectly. They touched and kissed lightly and basked in their mutual feelings of togetherness. The passage of time was meaningless for the boys as they laid there, blue eyes and brown eyes trading looks of love and total contentment.
The tranquility of their mood left as the boys heard Tristan's dad moving around. He had woke up and was moving about his home and now noises were emanating from the kitchen.
"Oh my god, what time is it? My folks will have a fit if I'm not home for supper without having told them where I'm at," David sat up and stared at Tristan's alarm clock. "It's 5:50! Holy shit, I've gotta go right now Tris!"
David was instantly on his feet and yanking his clothes on. He looked over at Tristan who hadn't done much except prop himself up on an elbow to watch David dress. "Can you call me after you eat so we can do something tonight?" Tristan asked.
"You bet. Maybe about 7:00 or so I'll be able to call, kay?"
"Great. You call me."
"Promise. I gotta run. Bye Tris-dude." David ran over to Tristan and gave him a quick goodbye smack on the lips and then dashed out.
Tristan climbed out of his bed and straightened out the bedspread before finding his clothes. His world was complete and he was content...it felt so good to know he was staying and able to share that incredible love that he and David had discovered with one another. His cock, now relaxed and swinging heavily was in recharge mode...it radiated warm feelings of bliss upwards towards his heart.
Tristan wandered out into the kitchen to see what his dad was doing. "Get enough sleep?" Tristan asked his dad.
"Yeah, I think I'm gonna make it through the rest of the day now," Randy responded. "Was that David who went tearing out of the house a minute ago?"
"Yeah, he didn't know it was so late. He had to get home for so supper by 6:00. When are we eating?"
"If you would help me slice up some potatoes we can throw them on the grill along with some hamburgers. Does that sound good?"
"Yeah Dad, I'm starved," Tristan's belly was majorly empty after their fasting yesterday, trapped in the hotel room as they were all day without food. The two Cochran's worked together in the kitchen as did quite often since Tristan's dad had divorced his mother several years ago. Tristan knew how to take care of himself - he knew how to cook, bake, wash his own clothes, and generally be responsible for himself. Father and son worked companionably together, focused on their task of preparing their evening meal.
"What did you and David do today?" Randy asked.
Surprised at the question, Tristan shot a glance over at his dad to see just how he supposed to answer that one! Quickly Tristan mentally edited out the best parts of his day when he saw that his dad appeared to be just asking casually about his day. "Well, I slept all morning over at David's and then we went swimming this afternoon before we came over here."
"Good, I figured you needed to get some sleep somehow, somewhere. I know I sure did. What are your plans for tonight then?"
"Dunno exactly. Would it be OK if David stayed overnight?"
"Sure. I guess I'll have to expect seeing him around more than ever, won't I? David was happy to hear we aren't moving?"
"You bet he is Dad! In a way, being gone and going through that tornado was a good thing to have happened."
"It was? How is that? Besides the obvious part of us deciding not to move there, that is."
"It really brought David out of his shell. He missed me big time Dad." Tristan couldn't help but grin as he said that, remembering the loving attention that David displayed to him all day.
Tristan's dad just stood there looking at Tristan for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile. "You two really are in love, aren't you? It's written all over you now that you aren't hiding it. But you're sure David loves you back and isn't just in it for some quick sex?"
"Without a doubt Dad." David paused and smiled to himself before repeating softly, "Absolutely no doubt."
"That's good, I guess. I didn't want to worry about you getting set up for a major hurt if David didn't share the same level of feelings you have."
"I'm sure dad. I'll prove it to you. You wanna see what he gave me this morning?"
"Huh, it isn't a hickey or something like that, is it?" Randy teased back, although he was half serious about the question. He really didn't want to see that kind of evidence!
Tristan snorted in disbelief. "Like no way, dad. You think I would do that? Here, see this?" Tristan pulled out the new Egyptian necklace and walked over to his dad so as to show it off close up.
"Well, it's pretty nice. Does that say something?"
Tristan's face lit up with a sheepish grin. "Yeah, he told me it says 'I Love You' in hieroglyphics." Tristan watched his dad's face for a reaction, still dreading to see from his dad any sign of distaste or rejection of his being gay.
What reaction he got from Randy was all he could have hoped for...a quick but sincere smile along with a cryptic comment that Tristan would remember later. "It's nice to have someone who loves you to come home to, isn't it?"
But Tristan only heard how it applied to him at that very moment and grinned back before agreeing, "Yeah, it's awesome." The two Cochrans then finished preparing their meal, and followed their usual customs of eating together.
The after effects of his strenuous three days caught up with Tristan after they ate. His arms and legs felt like they had weights attached to them, they were so heavy! Tristan went into the front room, turned on the TV and propped himself up on the couch. He wanted to wait for David's phone call but his body's demand for sleep had the higher priority. Tristan was fast asleep within seconds of sitting down. He slept hard due to his exhaustion and didn't even hear the phone ring when David called as he promised he would. Nor did he hear his dad answer it and call him to the phone at first.
"Tristan! Wake up! Tristan!" It was his dad shaking him.
"Let me sleep, dad. Go away." Tristan grumbled from the depths of his tiredness.
"It's David on the phone. Do you want me to tell him that you're too tired to talk to him?"
That woke Tristan up! He forced his eyelids open and levered himself up off the couch and stumbled towards the phone. "Hey Davie, I was havin' a liddle nap," Tristan slurred into the phone, still not entirely functioning.
"You sound pretty shot there Tristan, maybe you need to go to bed." David heard the underlying exhaustion in Tristan's voice and was concerned about him.
"Nuh uh. I'm not going to bed." His voice lowered as he added, "Not unless you're in it with me." Then he added louder, "So can you come over and spend the night?"
"Hehehe, let me ask my mom." Tristan heard David shout the request to his mother and then seconds later David was back with the answer, "Yeah, my mom says I can spend the night with ya. Want me to bring anything?"
"Got any videos you want to watch? Otherwise, just you and your usual stuff, babe."
"Kewl. I'll bring over the Star Wars tapes I got, OK? I'm on my way then. See ya in a couple of minutes!"
"Yup, I'll be right here waiting for you. Love ya, babe!"
"Same here. Bye."
"Bye." Tristan hung up the phone and went to a leak. His tool was semi-hard and was talking to him, reminding him how good the sex they had earlier in the day had felt. His healthy stream of piss turned the toilet bowl into a torrent of foam. Tristan stood there still half sleepy as he analyzed how different it felt to piss after relieving some of the pressure on his nuts from stored up cum. In his youthful ignorance Tristan didn't know it was his prostrate that was giving him those feelings instead of his nuts.
As Tristan returned to the front room to wait for David, his dad was getting ready to leave. "I'm going to get some groceries and some things I need, Tristan, anything you need?" Randy asked.
"Ummmm, nothing from the grocery store except maybe some popcorn. David and I are going to watch some videos tonight so we go for having popcorn and Cokes. Then David's staying overnight too."
"OK, see you when I get back." Randy left.
Tristan was still feeling pretty tired. All of the tension and excitement of the last three days had dissipated now, leaving him feeling mostly like a zombie, only half alive. He channel flipped the TV while he waited for David to arrive. It wasn't that long of a wait before there was a quick knock on the backdoor and in came his David.
"Hi Tris! I brought the videos! You here by yourself?"
"Yeah, Dad went to get groceries and run a couple of errands I think. I told him to make sure he bought popcorn too so we can have some later. You ready to watch videos?"
"Whatever you want to do is fine with me," David responded with a smile.
Tristan smiled tiredly back at him. "Hey babe, save some for later after I get my energy back. My butt is dragging right now, kay?"
"Oh ho, well then what about the other side? Is that dragging too?" David teased.
Tristan reached down and flipped his cock through his nylon shorts, "Yup, he's dragging too." The boys laughed and then got the videos organized and put the first one in.
"What are you doing over there?" Tristan demanded with a smile when David sat down in the recliner, away from the couch where Tristan was slouched into.
"Sitting, what does it look like?"
"Without me you're sitting? Come here and keep me company."
Tristan motioned with his head for David to come over and sit with him.
"Kewl." David changed his choice of seating in a heartbeat and they leaned against each other while their hands sought and found the other's. As they gave each other a quick little kiss the previews ended and the distinctive Star Wars music captured their attention.
As the movie progressed Tristan's eyes grew heavier and heavier. Soon he was dozing, propped up against David and more and more of his weight sagged into his buddy. "Tris, you're squishing me half to death here. Lay your head down on my lap then if you are going to sleep through the best movie of the century."
Tristan smiled sleepily and laid his head down, pillowing it on David's thighs. "Ummmm, you make a nice comfy pillow there, babe," he murmured and then his eyes closed and sleep overcame him once more.
David watched the movie and absent mindedly played with Tristan's dark curly hair, running his fingers through it and winding it around his first two fingers. 'This is pure happiness', David thought, 'The two of us together'--he's so big and handsome, yet so gentle and loving. The straight guys don't know what they are missing when they don't allow themselves the freedom to love another guy.'
Lost in his musing and the noise from the TV, David didn't hear Randy come into the house and nearly jumped out of his skin when Randy's voice came from behind him. "How's the movie?" was the question but David's heart stopped beating as David panicked and froze, his fingers still wound in Tristan's hair.
Slowly David turned his head to look over to where Randy was standing and looking at the two boys sharing the couch. David's life was over, he just knew it. Their secret was out now that they had been caught. It didn't take a rocket scientist to deduce that there was something gay about the fact that Tristan's head was still on David's lap and David sitting there with his fingers wound up in Tristan hair, did it? David opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. In the midst of his panic his brain absolutely refused to work.
"Well David, is something the matter?" Randy asked. Oh sure, Randy was pretty certain he knew what had David so tongue tied, but you know how adults can be sometimes and how they will toy with a young person like a cat plays with a mouse. It wasn't hard at all for Randy to see how scared David was since his face had turned completely white as David stared back at Randy with eyes the size of silver dollars.
David nervously wet his lips and attempted to speak once more and then stammered, "Uhhh, it's Star Wars. Uhhh, its pretty kewl."
Sleepily Tristan stirred and spoke, "Dad, you're bothering us. Ouch, David, you're pulling my hair."
"Tristan, have you not told David something?"
Tristan opened his eyes and twisted his head to look up at David. "Oh yeah. David, he knows about us. I told him."
Stunned David now stared at Tristan with consternation and squeaked, "You did? When?"
"Oh, it slipped out during the tornado. I wished then I could tell you that I loved you and he heard me say it."
Randy was laughing by this time and tried to reassure David. "Yeah, he pretty much had the same reaction as you when I asked him what that meant."
David's panic automatically climbed to another level as his brain processed the implications. "You won't tell anyone will you?" David's voice shook.
"I hadn't planned on it, but wouldn't it be better if your parents did know?" Randy suggested.
"No way! My dad will freak out and then I don't know what would happen. Randy, my dad really, really hates gays...he always has. I don't know what he would do if he knew how Tristan and I feel towards each other and I for sure don't want to find out."
"OK then David, I won't tell your folks about the two of you so long as you guys stay within certain boundaries."
David visibly became less tense and untangled his fingers from Tristan's hair.
Tristan groaned with his eyes closed and asked in a complaining tone of voice, "Oh Dad, what kind of boundaries?"
"To start with, I expect good grades out of the two of you. Don't be getting all distracted away from your schoolwork because you would rather be fooling around and dreaming in school. And, I don't want you to think that you can feel free to experiment with alcohol or drugs on top of what you are already doing. Just remember, booze and drugs might make you feel good, but it's only a very temporary way to feel good. The best way to feel good is to find your happiness within. That's why I'm accepting the two of you as a couple. If this is who you really want as the person to be in love with, and you are truly happy with that choice, then I'm behind you all the way."
"Do you really mean that?" David breathed. "It's OK with you for Tristan and I to be boyfriends?"
"That's what I said. But I would suggest that you keep a low profile in public so you don't have to contend with the hostility some people have towards gays. I want you boys to be safe, and to be happy with yourselves. In this house you can be yourselves without having to hide anything...well almost that is. Ummmm, let me put it this way...I'll respect your privacy but you need to keep it private."
"Dad, what does THAT mean?" Tristan's eyes were open but he hadn't moved his head off of David's lap.
"Meaning that I need time to get used to you guys being a couple so don't be going at it hot and heavy in front of me, OK? Do both of you agree to these boundaries then?"
"Yup." From Tristan.
"Yeah, thanks! So is this OK, for us to sit together like this?" David was still a little unsure of his ground.
Randy grinned as he answered, "Yes, sitting together and snuggling is fine with me and even a little kiss or two I would suppose. Just keep the heavy duty stuff between yourselves, you know what I mean."
Tristan resettled himself into David's lap and smiled a blissful smile before answering his dad, "Yup, it works for me, how about you Davie?"
"Yeah, its kewl." David finally allowed himself to relax, his shoulders losing their tension as his fingers resumed their former place in Tristan's hair.
"Mmmmmmm, it feels so good when you do that Davie," Tristan was practically melting as David's fingers played with his hair and gently massaged his scalp.
Randy gave them one last little smile and left the room.
David liked it too, he was half hard the whole time and his cock was awake and he could tell he was dripping precum like a leaky faucet. And that was how they spent the rest of their time watching the movie...Tristan dozing on and off while David watched the movie and played with Tristan's curly hair. When asked by Randy when they wanted popcorn the boys turned it down, not wanting to interrupt their mood. Instead they decided they would eat it afterwards. David had a big wet spot on his shorts that needed to dry out. It never did while they were watching the movie.
When the movie finished Randy started making popcorn. David followed Tristan out into the kitchen and quickly slid into a chair when Randy wasn't looking to hide any view of his embarrassing wet spot. So then they ate popcorn and sat out in the kitchen with Randy just casually talking. The subject of school came up...it wasn't long before it started again. And sports....football practice began in a week.
"David, are you going out for football?" Randy asked as they munched on the popcorn.
"Yeah, I think I have a good shot at being the second string quarterback this year." David looked at Tristan. "You should go out too. You would be a great fullback and that way you and I could play together and go to games and stuff."
"But I've never gone out for football before," Tristan answered back, blinking his eyes in surprise.
"So, it's still not too late. You're big enough and strong enough to hold your own on the team. And we can start practicing tomorrow so you know how to handle the ball and make a good impression on the coach and everyone."
"You think that will really work?" Tristan still wasn't sure about it since his only sport up to this point had been basketball.
"Trust me dude, we can make it work."
Tristan's only reply at that point was to raise his eyebrows and smile. The conversation moved on to discussing favorite classes and teachers. David wanted to take a vocational course as his elective whereas Tristan was thinking more about art and chorus. Otherwise they were going to try to get all the rest of their classes scheduled together...Geometry, English, Social Science, and especially Phy Ed.
The three of them must have talked for over an hour, the two boys able to think about and plan their school year together now that they knew Tristan wouldn't be moving. Randy mostly sat and watched, asking a question and there. Although it meant he had passed up a huge promotion for himself, he could see that it was worth the sacrifice when he saw clearly now what price his only child would have paid in return.
Tristan was yawning the entire time they sat at the table. If asked, he would have been unable to tell whether it was because he was waking up from his nap on the couch or that he was still tired and needed to go to bed. Whatever the reason, Tristan's yawns were contagious and soon David was yawning too.
"Its time you two went to bed by the looks of all those yawns. I've seen more tonsils tonight then I care to," Randy teased. "You guys can head for bed...I'll pick up the kitchen."
Thus excused, Tristan and David got ready for bed. They hit the bathroom together, taking a much needed piss. It no longer felt strange to stand there at the toilet together. In fact, it only emphasized their feelings of togetherness. Tristan finished first, and patted David on the ass as he squirted out the last drops. The itch that had been smoldering there all day ignited into a torment of desire. David sprung a hardon faster than he ever thought was possible. "See what you do to me?" he mocked as he wrestled his stiffy back into his pants.
Seeing that, Tristan's cock began to strain the fabric down the right leg of his shorts. It filled rapidly and pulsed its way into an aching rigidity trapped under his suddenly too tight clothes. Both boys were anxious to reach the privacy of Tristan's bedroom and on the way out Tristan snagged a couple of towels as he winked at David. David smiled and nodded silently, his hands pushing on Tristan's butt as they rushed out.
Behind the closed door of Tristan's room the boys wasted no time and David took the initiative. He pulled Tristan to him so that Tristan was facing sideways, his left hand on Tristan's butt and his right hand, well, it traced the outline of the bulge in Tristan's shorts. Tristan right hand slipped down to caress the rigid love tool in David's pants. Both of them moaned and pushed against the tantalizing fingers that made their cocks crave more of the glorious sensations that intoxicated every nerve in their bodies.
"Tris-dude, you are so sexy and you make me so horny when you play with my ass, did you know that?" David whispered in his ear as he kissed and nibbled there.
"Mmmmmmmmm, like you don't have the same effect on me?" Tristan signed in rapturous abandon. "Everything you do makes me horny, and if you keep rubbing me down there I'm going to shoot right in my shorts...I need your love so bad, Davie-babe."
"Like I don't need yours?" David whispered back. David didn't want Tristan erupting too soon--he had the main event all planned--so instead he slipped his right hand up the front of Tristan's shirt and found those brown circles on Tristan's chest that David had discovered earlier which made Tristan purr like a tom cat. He teased the nubs he found there into fierce centers of arousal, meanwhile kissing the entire side of Tristan's face.
"Oh my God, David," Tristan panted in breathless arousal, "I can't wait any longer to get naked," and immediately his hand was working to open the front of David's shorts.
In the blink of an eye David had Tristan's shirt over his head and his shorts around Tristan's feet, freeing Tristan's massively swollen member. It stuck straight out, the 7 1/2 inches of thick cock jumping slightly with each of Tristan's heart beats, its head a deep purple with a clear strand of precum dripping from it.
Just as swiftly Tristan helped take off David's clothes and they both stood there in their teenaged glory, momentarily drinking in the sight of each other's rampant sexuality. Then Tristan pulled David into a full body hug, warm skin meeting warm skin, their hot, rigid sex trapped between them in a deliciously intimate embrace. Their hands wandered up and down along each other's backs and butt cheeks as they kissed long and deep, probing each other's mouths with dancing tongues.
Now David pulled Tristan down onto the bed, the boys sinking together into sweet surrender, ready to consummate their deeply felt love for each other. David was on the bottom, Tristan's larger body covering him completely as they kissed and moved together in passionate abandon. As they did so, Tristan's weighty cock slipped further and further down below David's balls until it was riding the crack of David's ass, stimulating his sensitive pucker as it spread its accumulated precum to glide there, making David gasp with heightened arousal.
"Oh yes, Tristan, I need your whopper in there so bad, I've been waiting for it all day," David moaned with a raw craving in his voice.
Tristan was more than ready to give David what they both wanted, his cock was in total control of his consciousness and was demanding total satisfaction! Tristan rolled over and pulled open the drawer to his nightstand, revealing the lubricant he had stashed there. Quickly he scooped up a dab on his fingers and expertly lubed David's pucker, gently inserted first one finger, and then two to prep David for his entry.
"Aaaahhhhhhhh, oh Tristan that feels soooo good," David groaned huskily and clenched his ring against Tristan's probing fingers in response to the light brushes of Tristan's fingers against his prostrate. "You keep hitting my sweet spot like that and I'm gonna cum too soon," he warned Tristan. "Come on dude, I'm ready for you to stick it in there. Fuck me Tristan, I want you in me so bad," he gasped as his body burned with longing.
Tristan lubed the end and upper shaft of his tool and got lined up, pressing the rounded tip of his super charged love tool against David's ring. Once on target, he gently pushed in, timing his entry in accordance with David's gasps and sighs as David's hot, tight tunnel yielded entry to what Tristan felt to be his utmost rigidity. As Tristan sunk deeper and deeper into David's hot, slick love tunnel the tight fit sliding over his engorged cock caused Tristan to suck in air in a long blissful hiss. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmm," Tristan hummed as his near to bursting love muscle flexed and pulsed in response to the potent pleasure it was receiving.
David could feel exactly what Tristan's magnificent cock was doing inside of him and his tunnel reflexively gripped and released Tristan's love tool. It took both boys some amount of time to master the tide of eroticism that washed through their bodies with the way David would grip Tristan's pulsating meat before Tristan even withdrew to begin stroking. Almost panting in his desire, David blew out a small gust of air, took hold of his own throbbing member and told Tristan, "OK Tristan, fuck me. I'm ready and I've been needing it really bad for you to scratch my itch down there."
Trading looks of boundless love, Tristan took David's hand away from his cock and interlocked their fingers together. "Let's not rush this Davie-babe. So I scratch your itch, do I? I want to make you come without touching your cock again, kay?" he asked tenderly.
"I almost have already so what are you waiting for, Tris? Come on, do me, would ya?" David moaned in his urgency to be pushed into ecstasy with Tristan filling him, not only physically but also emotionally with the manifestation of their love for each other.
Tristan began to move, slowly at first, then setting a rhythm that consisted of several long slow strokes and then a deep plunge to bury his pole deep into David. David was moaning continuously with his desire, and whenever Tristan would stop moving David would grasp Tristan's cock with his ass muscles repeatedly until Tristan would start to thrust again. David's moans grew in their intensity, and David's eyes took on a glazed look. "Fuck me Tristan! Come on, Tris, fuck me harder!" David exhorted Tristan loudly before beginning to chant a litany of, "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," softly in time with Tristan's thrusts. Then as his voice became louder his words changed to, "I'm so close, faster Tristan! Give it to me! Fuck me hard and fast!"
Tristan went into high gear and pistoned into David, their skin slapping together rapidly. Tristan panted from his exertions while David moaned deep in his throat until he reached his ultimate desire and then was vocal once more, "Here it comes Tristan, I'm gonna shooooot!" and David's cock began to hose down his chest with long streams of love juice. David's orgasm was explosive and his spasming set off equally strong convulsive lunges from Tristan as he ejaculated massive bursts of his life essence deep into David. It was totally awesome as the two of them caused each other to respond to each other's orgasmic contractions.
Lost in the throes of their passions, the two boys alternated in their cries of completion. "UUUUHHHHHH" David grunted loudly with each powerful discharge.
"AAAHHHHH," Tristan would gasp in response as he would lunge deep into David and shoot another massive burst.
They did that many, many times until their balls were completely drained, but still they traded jolts of pure orgasmic pleasure until Tristan finally gave one last convulsive shiver and stopped.
Panting, the sweat on his face and chest shining in the dim light, Tristan shakily gasped out with a look of wonder, "My God, Davie, making love to you is absolutely incredible." His legs were still shaking from the intensity of the experience.
Focus on his surroundings came back slowly to David as he blinked his eyes and gathered enough awareness to answer Tristan with a blissful smile, "Dude, I don't know how you do it, but every time just gets better and better. What you and your whopper do to me is so awesome....look at me, my chest is flooded with cum...I felt like I was pissing cum there was so much squirting out. Lay down here and give me a kiss, you hunka hunka love, you."
With those words Tristan bent down for a tender kiss charged with tenderness and love for each other. "I love you so much babe," he murmured when their lips parted.
"This would be a bad position for me to be in if you didn't," David jokingly replied before immediately turning serious again and adding while looking deeply into Tristan's eyes, "I didn't know that love could be like this, Tris. It's like you complete the other half of me that I didn't know was missing until you showed me what it could be like, to love someone like this...and for it to be a hunky guy like you besides! I mean we've been best friends for years now, but we're waaaaaay past being best friends."
"Yeah, I feel the same way, Davie. I've always loved you David, I just didn't know how to show you before."
"Really?"
"Yup. Really."
"Wow. Bet you're super glad now I didn't freak out on you like my dad would have."
"Yeah, I had to take the chance because being with you at the farm was more than I could stand to keep inside and hide any longer. I was scared you would hate me."
"Mmmmmmmm, well I'm glad now that you took the chance. I really do love you Tris. Never doubt it. I always will." And then the two boys kissed once more with love and joy and peace in their hearts.
Tristan broke the mood first. "Ummmm, David let's get you wiped off here and then we can snuggle, OK?" Tristan suggested.
"I guess that would be a good idea, its kind of a lot to lick up!" David teased with a low laugh.
"Yup," Tristan agreed as his semi-swollen member slid out of David's hole.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh, I feel soooo empty now," David protested, "I want you back in there again, 'kay Tris-dude?"
"Here then, let me get a towel and wipe you off a little and then we can be back together," Tristan quickly moved grab a towel and efficiently wiped down Tristan's chest.
"I'm leaking down there too, Tristan, I can feel it. Better wipe me off down below too while you're at it," David added.
Gently Tristan made a couple of swipes around David's still open ring, wiping up the overflow of the love juice he had just shot into his lover. "There, now let me put another towel down underneath you and we'll be set."
David lifted his ass up off of the bed and watched while Tristan efficiently spread another towel underneath him. As he watched he admired the view of Tristan's body--Tristan's cock was a gorgeous piece of man flesh, all shiny and still tumescent. He turned on his side and drew his knees up and patted his upper butt cheek. "Come to daddy, Tris-dude, and get yourself back where you belong."
Tristan giggled as he jumped back into bed with David and aligned himself to do just that. His first try at insertion wasn't successful because he wasn't hard enough, but the sensation of rubbing the tip of his cock in David's opening revived him so he could slip back in. Wiggling, they were soon joined tightly together, close again as any two people ever could be...joined together by their all encompassing bonds of love and the physical presence of Tristan's cock deeply inside David.
Secure in their love together and totally content in their embrace, the two boys stayed together in that position and talked and talked in low voices. Now they could finally talk about how afraid and scared they were while they were separated. Tristan told David all about his adventures in Lubbock while David asked question after question. From time to time Tristan would move inside David, rejuvenating the feeling of their physical bond and causing David to wiggle against Tristan and clench himself against Tristan's love muscle in reply.
Meanwhile in the master bedroom Randy had heard the noise the boys made in their passionate lovemaking. He had wondered just who was doing what to whom until David's voice started carrying through the walls...then he knew. His own monster woke up with a start, springing to life with alacrity. It had been quite a while since Randy gave himself some relief and his gonads were begging for discharge. Very soon his prodigious cock was sending thick ropes of cum shooting up on his chest and belly. Pensively smearing his deposits around on himself with his finger Randy compared his deplorable love life with that of his son's obviously intense sex with David that had just occurred in the next room. It was way past time for him to do something to find himself a lover--being home alone and celibate just wasn't what he wanted any longer.
"But who would I want for a partner?" he wondered. "I tried it with a woman....do I dare try it with a guy? Tristan did...and it's evident that it works for him. Do I dare ask that single accountant at the plant out for a beer some night and see what happens?"
Hearing no further noises from Tristan's room Randy continued to contemplate his situation and determine if he had the guts to try finding sex and love with a man. He spent the whole night thinking about it, even after he fell asleep his subconscious still mulled it over.
In the other room the talk between the boys began to falter as time wore on and sleep overcame the two lovers. Tristan put his arm over David and held him close in addition to the fact they were still intimately joined together and that is how they spent the night, secure in each other's arms and the love they shared without any hesitation or doubts.