I will therefore let flame from me the burning fires
that were threatening to consume me, I will lift what has too long kept down those smouldering fires, I will give them complete abandonment, I will write the evangel-poem of comrades and of love.
[Whitman] ________
I Know Something You Don't Know (B/B)
We were staying in the same room at the beach cottage, so when everyone got back from the beach, Jay and I went to our room and locked the door. The bedroom was large with two double beds, two dressers, and its own bathroom. The entire beach cottage was meant to house more than just two couples and their sons, but Jay and I weren't complaining. We were the only ones upstairs since the other two bedrooms, where our parents stayed, were downstairs. This made it easy to get away.
Our parents had grabbed a beer and were sitting on the porch watching the sun go down while Jay and I locked ourselves in our room. Since we were the only two kids, we left the adults alone while they told stories from when they were all in college. And they left us alone to play video games or whatever else we might find to do.
I was fifteen and Jay was seventeen. Our parents had been friends since college, so Jay and I naturally became friends as our parents kept in touch over the years. Having two boys nearly the same age made visits easier, but nothing was more fun than our week at the beach together each summer. Even though Jay was two years older than me, he seemed younger. He looked older, but he and I always clicked.
Jay was a junior in high school, and I'd been obsessed with him since I was old enough to know what an erection was. Jay taught me everything I know about fooling around. He was tall. At six feet, he stood five inches over me. His dark hair was nearly black with wide brown eyes. His body was tan from the sun and slightly muscular now that he had started lifting weights.
Jay's body hair was something of a fascination for me. He had armpit hair, which I constantly found myself looking at. At fifteen I had none, and it was starting to become a turn on simply because it was foreign to me. If a boy had under arm hair it meant he was more grown up than I was which somehow flipped a switch in me. His legs were skinny with very little leg hair, but his upper half, while lean, was rounded with every muscle. He made my week at the beach one giant erotic experience.
Jay was as curious as I was, and it amazed me how much he wanted to fool around. He was older than me, which made me think sex would be something he was less concerned with. It always seemed like it was the boys in his class that would make fun of me and my friends for getting hard in the showers.
But Jay was as horny as I was, and when we both started fooling around, he was as inexperienced as well. We started with touching each other through our pants, then moved onto kissing. He called it "Practice." We'd never gone past dry humping until this afternoon.
After Jay had locked the door, he looked at me and rubbed his growing rod through his pants.
"Let's jack off in front of each other."
My heart jumped when he said the words so candidly. I looked at the bulge in Jay's swimsuit and looked at the small trail of hair from his belly button down into his pants. His flat belly breathed in and out quickly, and I could tell he was getting horny standing in front of me wearing only a bathing suit and a hard on.
I took the initiative to undress. I untied the drawstring on my damp suit and pulled them down. My wet, white briefs were nearly see-through. I could see the outline of my dick and the dark little patch above it. I rolled the wet underwear down my hips and let them ball up on the floor.
The cool air caused my scrotum to shrivel up to the base of my cock. My nipples went hard, and I shivered. Jay walked over and wrapped his arms around me. He had dried in the sun, and his warm body felt sensational against mine. I smelled his body and the sun tan lotion that lingered on him. I rested my head on his chest and let my lips kiss his sternum. I tasted the salt from the ocean on my lips.
Jay's swim suit felt slick against my hard cock. I pressed against his leg and pushed my rod into his thigh. The pressure felt amazing, and grinding on Jay turned me on even more. Jay put his hands on my butt and let his fingers dip into the crack. He pulled apart my cheeks and spread my center open. The cool air on my hole made me tense up, and my cock followed suit.
"You're freezing, Joel. Let's get a shower," he said.
The bathroom was made up of a large vanity and mirror, white floor tile, a toilet, and a shower. Jay closed the door and turned on the hot water. He let it run and the steam clouds began to billow from the tub.
Jay pulled his swim suit down and let his semi-hard cock free. His dark pubic hair was a larger triangle above his dick in comparison to mine. His manhood was dangling between his legs as he stepped towards me and pushed me against the vanity. He wrapped his arm around behind me and put his middle finger along my butt crack feeling the space between them again. He leaned in and put his lips on mine to kiss me.
I felt Jay breath through his nostrils as his mouth massaged into mine. The air around us grew thicker as the scalding hot water filled the bathroom with steam. I felt my heart start racing at the same time his rock hard cock pressed into my stomach. He dry humped me by rubbing the head of his dick against my skin. And occasionally he would pull his mouth away from mine to moan or breath out a short breath. When I wrapped my hand around his throbbing teen dick, he had to stop kissing me all together.
"Fuck. Push my cock against your body," said Jay.
The edge of my hand touched his dark pubic hair while my thumb tried to massage the sensitive spot just below his dick hole. The tip of his dick was bubble-gum pink, and the skin of his cock was a shade lighter. Jay was not very bronzed considering we were on vacation at the beach. His skin was still only lightly tan, which contrasted drastically with his black hair. Jay told me his great grandmother was Native American. I wasn't so sure. He definitely didn't look Indian.
His jet black hair was wavy and wind-blown from being on the beach all day. The hair on his head nearly matched his raven eyes, and the thick eyelashes surrounding them were why his winks turned my stomach inside out. Jay's eyes always had a certain look or gleam. Something hidden in the deep dark glass that taunted without a word... [I know something you don't know]. It was what made me want to do these things with him.
I followed his directions and pressed his rod into my sun-tanned stomach. My hand pressed his mushroom head into my belly button and swirled it around. When I pulled it away, a small strand of precum stretched from my navel to the tip of his cock.
He smiled whimsically bringing out his dimples. The skin on his face was still smooth even though he had started shaving. He had only a small amount that I noticed when it grew in a little. I was still only shaving once a week. I can't imagine he was shaving much more.
The smooth dimples made his face look younger, but the rest of him definitely was older than fifteen. His shoulders were much broader than mine, and his chest showed clearly his two pectoral muscles resting comfortably above his flat stomach. Just below his belly button, the hair that trailed down to his bush taunted me. I wanted to touch everything on him that was different from me. I wanted to see his underarm hair and I wanted to know if he came more than I did.
After a moment of standing together in the middle of the bathroom floor, I let go of Jay and pushed myself to sit up onto the bathroom vanity. The marble counters were freezing cold but the mirror behind me was steaming up nicely. I leaned my back against it sitting between the two sinks. I lifted my legs until my feet were resting on the edge of the vanity as well. My butt and my cock were wide open for Jay.
He immediately stepped forward and bent down with his mouth open. His tongue lapped at the skin between my ball sack and my butt hole. The wetness felt dirty and sexy at the same time. Jay started jerking his six and a half inch dick while he continued to tongue my balls and suck them into his mouth.
His mouth moved down my balls back towards my hole. He let his tongue touch it just barely. Once he had tested the waters, he licked all around where I couldn't see. I felt the heat of his breath run along my butt crack which tickled and added to the intensity.
"Oh my, God. I can't believe you're doing this. Does it taste bad?"
Jay put his tongue back in his mouth so he could say, "No. It just tastes salty from where you were in the ocean. Other than that, it just tastes like licking warm skin."
As soon as he finished the sentence, his face disappeared, and I felt his tongue touching me again. It was as intense as someone tickling your foot, but instead of trying to get away, I found myself pushing my ass onto Jay's mouth. His tongue caressed deep between my butt cheeks and ran along the crevasse between them.
The feeling of wet and soft made my butt hole tense and relax uncontrollably. But when his finger pressed gently into my opening, I tensed fully.
"It's okay, let me put it inside."
I looked down at him and saw him looking back at me... [I know something you don't know].
Jay winked, and I rested my head back against the mirror to show him I was willing to keep going. He pressed again with his finger and stopped. He pushed once more and didn't stop until he was fully unside. I twitched and moaned until I was used to the feeling of constant pressure inside of me.
Jay moved back up to my cock and took hold of it with his other hand. The squeezing and tugging combined with having a finger inside of my ass was too much for me to take. I didn't come at first. There just came a point when my body froze. I locked my arms and pressed up off of the vanity and into Jay's finger and tugging fist.
Jay stood up and pulled my dick towards his body to more than a ninety degree angle. A small flash of pain from his pulling was quickly drowned out by the crashing wave of my orgasm. He held my dick against his body and let the cum squirt up on to him. The first two reached but didn't make it past his lower ribcage. The last of the boy juice simply rolled over the edge of my dick tip.
Jay slowed down and eventually stopped pumping my cock. He stared down at the mess on his stomach and said, "Man, I don't think I've ever seen you cum that much before."
"Me either." I said with the said with a slight surprise as Jay pulled his finger out of me.
Jay looked over his shoulder back at the steaming water still pouring into the tub. He walked away and left my groin tongued and wet. I realized I had been drifting thoughtlessly drowning in my horny dream. The clouds of steam swirled through the air in smoky spirals. I could feel the humid air thickening, and beads had begun forming on my forehead. The heat made the moment even more exciting. Even the simple wetness from everything in the bathroom collecting condensation was a turn on. When I realized Jay was going to turn of the water, I told him to stop.
"Why? We're not going to have any hot water for a shower if it keeps running like this," said Jay.
"I want it to get really steamy and wet."
Jay raised a confused eyebrow, "You're weird."
He came back to the vanity to my open legs and started tickling me. I slid around on the steamy-wet vanity. When tickling had turned into slow touching, Jay helped me sit up straight. I pressed myself forward onto his body. He leaned against the vanity, and let his cock press against mine. I wrapped my arms around his torso, and let my hands wander over his broad back. I felt the wetness collecting on his skin, and pressed harder against him to enjoy the slickness.
I saw that Jay's cock was starting to get soft. I jumped off of the vanity and turned him so his butt was pressed against the edge. When I knelt down onto the bathroom mat, I felt how much cooler the air was near the floor. It was an opportunity to clear my head before I gave him head.
Jay's cock drooped like a wilting flower. I reached up with my right hand and cupped his balls. I felt a few little hairs, but for the most part, they were smooth. I ran both hands along the insides of his thighs to entice him. It took only a minute before he was back to his full erection.
I leaned in and took the head of his cock in my mouth. The fleshy tip was smooth against my tongue, which I used to generously wet his cock. I felt Jay's hands on my head playing with my hair. I took this as a sign I was doing well and kept up the tongue work.
At first I had my eyes closed as I sucked on Jay's seventeen year old dick. When I opened them and looked up, I saw Jay with his mouth open and his eyes closed with his brow tensed. His right hand played in my damp hair while he touched his chest with his left. He ran his hand over his flexed stomach and over his nipples until they stood erect. He moved up to his neck and caressed it like I would have if it were my hand.
The steamy air had coated us both until there were water droplets dripping down our bodies. I watched as one after the other dripped down into his pubic hair. My eyes wandered and noticed the freckles on his left hip and the light dusting of hair on his upper thighs. All of him was a turn on.
I took my mouth off of Jay's cock and took it in my hand. I ran my fingers over the veins pressing on them as I traced. I let my finger wander around the bottom of the mushroomed tip and even pressed gently against the pee slit.
I must have been studying it a bit too curiously. Breaking my concentration, Jay said, "Like what you see?"
"It's big."
"Yours isn't bad, Joel." He said, "Here, stand up."
He gripped his penis by the base using the thumb and index finger on each hand to help it stand away from his body.
"Here," he said stepping towards me once I was standing. "Put yours on top of mine."
Jay bent his knees so that he could put his dick low enough for me to top him. I used my hand to guide my cock on top of Jay's. I felt the skin of his cock grazing against the bottom of mine, and the poke of his tip into my balls.
"See, mine's only like an inch longer and a little wider."
"I know. It's just... I was talking to my friend Danny," I started, "And he was telling me his was, like, seven inches. And ever since then I'm really worried about being too small, you know? I mean, was yours bigger than mine when you were my age, or did you-"
Jay stopped me mid-ramble and kissed my open mouth. I pulled back a little but relaxed when I realized he was trying to shut me up. And there was no better way.
After a brief moment of kissing and tonguing each other's mouths, Jay stopped us and looked down at his hard-on.
"Do you wanna help me with this," he said smiling.
I reached out with my hand to grab it which surprised him. We made eye contact and held it while I jacked him off.
"I want to try fucking," I said breaking the silence.
Jay's eyes lit up, "Really?"
I nodded and asked, "What should I do?"
Jay looked around the bathroom.
"First of all, we have to cut back on the steam. It's hot as hell in here."
He turned on the cold water and let the two mix into a cooler stream. The room was still filled with the dense, hot air. I looked down at my chest and realized I was soaking wet. My hair was plastered to my head, and little water droplets fell from my underarms down to my hips.
"We're going to need something to use as lube," said Jay looking through the little bottles of free toiletries.
"Like lotion?"
"Yeah, that's what I'm... damn it! Shampoo, makeup remover, but not one bottle of lotion?"
"Lets's just use some soap," I suggested.
"Ew, no. That'll sting later."
"Oh." I watched as Jay continued to sift through the little basket.
"Here. Conditioner will work," Jay said as he started unscrewing the bottle cap. "God, my dick is rock hard."
"Me too, and I already came." I reached down and wiggled my dick using my thumb and index finger to show Jay how rigid I was.
"Come here," Jay said as he took me by the arm and turned me around facing the sink and mirror.
I propped myself with my hands on the vanity and spread my legs apart like I was ready to be frisked. I heard Jay squirt the conditioner from the bottle and the squishing of him lubing up his dick. I turned around and looked at his almost seven inches covered in a creamy white. He took a step forward and put his slippery hand between my butt cheeks.
"God, your ass is soaking wet."
"Everywhere is soaking wet," I said as I realized he was pushing his finger inside.
I whimpered with the first push, but Jay put his other hand on my lower back to steady me. After a brief moment of growing accustomed to his finger, Jay pushed my body forward so my face was closer to the vanity counter top. I propped myself on my elbows and poked my ass out.
Jay pulled his finger from inside me and rubbed a dollop of conditioner on the tip of his cock. He grabbed hold of my hip with one hand and guided his cock towards my dripping wet bottom with the other. He pressed the tip forward, but after only a portion of the it was in I squeezed up, and his cock slid down into my balls.
"Relax. Try to push back against me," he said and put his hands on my back. Touching me. Trying to get me to loosen up.
After a few more tries, I finally spoke up, "Why don't you sit on the toilet, and I'll be on top."
Jay obeyed and sat eagerly. His dick looked shiny and wet and ready to play hide and seek.
I turned my back to him and straddled his thighs. When I was over his dick, he leaned back and held his dick straight up for me to sit on. I rubbed the pink opening between my legs and then reached down for his cock. I kissed the tip to my butt hole, closed my eyes, exhaled, and sat slowly.
The pain was brief, but sharp. I stopped when it was too much, and when it hurt the most, I felt Jay's hand rubbing my back. He ran his hands along my spine then helped hold me up by putting them under my arms to support me. He lowered slowly as I pointed his cock home.
When he was fully in side of me, and I had my butt cheeks resting in his pubic hair, Jay sat up making me think I was being bucked off. Instead, he hugged my chest and pressed the side of his face into my back. He breathed out one long groan which I felt tickling the base of my neck.
The fullness inside of me had ceased to be painful, and was now turning into an indescribable pressure. Whatever it was made my cock even harder. I felt like it had turned to stone and wasn't even a part of me any more as it bobbed rigidly with Jay bouncing beneath me.
My legs were straddled over Jay's slightly spread thighs. I reached down and felt where his cock entered my body. It was slippery but soft and also strange because I felt skin that wasn't my own. His balls were pulled tightly to his body and the base of his cock was slick with conditioner.
Jay held onto my rib cage and guided me up and down on his dick. My toes could touch the floor, so I used what little leverage I had to move about on his cock. We slowly found a rhythm and we both began to enjoy something we had never done together or with anyone else.
Jay grabbed hold of the towel rack on the wall to steady himself and put his other hand around my cock and began squeezing me until I thought I would burst. He rocked his hips on the toilet seat and wiggled his body, and I tried to squeeze my anus down tightly on his tool.
When the sensation came, I didn't know how to hold on. I leaned to the right and rested my arm on top of Jay's. As he held the bar, I rested my arm along the length of his. With the other hand, I reached down for Jay's thigh. I locked my elbow and leaned forward trying to find some stability.
Jay leaned back and pulled my body onto his chest as he leaned against the wall. I let my legs dangle over his and felt the hand that wasn't jacking me off wrap around my chest again. He squeezed me so tightly I had to grab hold of his arm to loosen his grip, but as I did, I realized I wasn't grabbing his arm to pull it away. Instead, I grabbed it and squeezed when I realized I was coming. The intensity of Jay squeezing the air out of me and fucking the cum out of me made my eyes bubbly and my head light.
I had been moaning loud and paying attention to my own body as I came. I didn't notice that Jay had come inside of me. I tried to lift myself off of his cock, but my knees buckled. I had to catch myself with my hands as I went down, and I turned to sit against the wall on the floor. The cool tiles felt good against my hot ass. Every part of me was on fire still, but I could feel it subsiding.
I looked at Jay, who's dick was slick with cum, and watched him catch his breath. He looked back at me and smiled. He slid down from the toilet seat and sat beside me on the floor. The right side of his body leaned against my left.
He reached over to run his finger along my bent knee and collected one of the many water droplets. He flicked it at me. It landed on my lip, and normally I would have tried to get him back. But retribution wasn't in my vocabulary after being fucked for the first time.
"I can't believe you did that. Was it bad?" Asked Jay after a short silence.
"At first. But it felt really good inside after a while."
"Good, I would have felt bad if you didn't like it."
I could hear in his voice that he actually cared if I was upset or happy that we'd fucked. I leaned my head to the left and rested on his shoulder. A smile stretched across my face when I realized I was getting hard again. Jay looked down at my grin.
"What?"
... [I know something you don't know]
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