Ethan Craft and Alan Twitty, or In the sack in Sac town
NOTICE
This story combines characters from two Disney TV shows: Lizzie McGuire and Even Stevens. Those shows are owned and copyrighted by Disney (and possibly also by ABC). The character of Alan Twitty is owned by the creators of "Even Stevens while the character of Ethan Craft is owned by the creators of Lizzie McGuire. The story has teen boys engaging in sexual activities. If this doesn't interest you, it's time to go ahead and leave now.
This story is a FANTASY. The situations described came from my own mind. I don't know Clayton Snyder who plays Ethan Craft so I can't tell you anything about him nor I have met A.J. Trauth who plays Alan Twitty, and this story is not meant to convey anything about the actor's sexual preferences.
Ethan Craft and Alan Twitty or In the sack in Sac Town
Ethan and Twitty had met on a school field trip when Ethan's school had come up to "Sac town" (as Twitty called Sacramento) to see the California capitol and learn about state government. Twitty's class had also been there. The boys had bumped into each other, literally (they could each be rather clumsy), but had struck up a friendship and had been e-mailing each other for weeks now and had gotten to be very good friends.
Since their friendship had grown, the two boys had talked a lot about staying a weekend with each other during the summer. Now that it was summer between 8th and 9th grades, Ethan wanted to learn more about Sacramento, and Twitty wanted to get down to the Southern California beaches.
It was a late June day when Twitty received Ethan's e-mail that he'd be allowed to bus up to Sac Town to stay at Twitty's house for the next weekend, if that was ok.
Ethan knew that he was gay, and over the past weeks Ethan had noticed that he was attracted to Twitty. Not just in a friend type of way, but on a more physical, even sexual level. A couple of times he had dreams about Twitty, dreams that only ended when he woke up, often with an erection.
Ethan knew his tall and handsome looks were very attractive to girls - the girls at his school were always after him - but he hadn't been attracted to them. There was really only one girl that he liked at all and that was only as a friend. Still, it was through that girl, Lizzie McGuire, that Ethan had met his best friend at school: David ("Gordo") Gordon. Like Ethan, David was a loner. But Gordo hadn't excited Ethan the way Twitty had. Truth be told, Ethan was attracted to Lizzie's little brother Matt. Matt had takeen the wrong school bus one day, met Ethan on the bus, and the two had quickly become friends. Then Ethan had met Twitty, and now he couldn't get the blond stud out of his mind.
What Ethan didn't know was that Twitty was just as attracted to him! Nor could he have guessed what Twitty had planned.
At Twitty's house his parent's were just getting ready to leave for the weekend.
"Okay son, there's plenty of food in the fridge and you know where we're going, right?" asked his mother.
"Yeah Mom, everything is cool. Louis will probably come over so I won't be alone," Twitty said, referring to his friend Louis Stevens. "Go ahead, don't be late."
"We'll see you Sunday evening," she said. "If there are any problems, call the Stevens. They'v agreed to be your stand in family."
"Sure thing. See you later. Have a good time!"
Twitty's parents drove off and Twitty dashed back into the house. He checked the clock quickly as he went by, nearly 2pm, only about an hour to get ready. He threw off his clothes and jumped in the shower.
After drying himself, he rummaged through the drawers in his room. He found a scruffy set of jeans and coupled that with a half T-shirt that showed off his tight abs.
"What is it I find so attractive about Ethan?" he thought. "I mean sure, he has beautiful eyes and an incredible face and that hair, and that smile - I mean that is cosmic." It hit him suddenly that what he found attractive was not the physical package but the total person: a blend of shyness, beauty and vulnerability. " Well, soon I find out if the attraction is mutual!" He checked the clock. "Jeez, I better get going!"
Twitty called a cab. Within minutes, Twitty heard a car pull up outside and looked out to see the cab. "Greyhound bus station. I'm picking up a friend, so when you get there, wait for us."
At the station, as soon as Twitty learned Ethan's bus had arrived, he ran to greet his friend.
"Yo, Ethan!
"Hey Twitty!"
"Got any more luggage?" Twitty asked.
"Got it all here," Ethan replied. Then it hit him. "Where are your folks?"
"They went shopping down in the valley."
"Oh. How'd you get here, and more important, how do we get to your house?"
"I've got a cab waiting, so come on."
Soon the boys were back at Twitty's house.
"What are we going to do? Got any ideas?" Ethan asked.
"Well, I got some stuff from some friends of mine and I thought you'd like to try it," Twitty said, dragging Ethan by the arm up the stairs.
"What kind of stuff?"
Twitty went into the drawer next to his bed and pulled out some pot.
"This type of stuff."
"Righteous!"
Twitty quickly rolled a joint and the two boys sat there, passing it back and forth. Twitty suspected that Ethan smoked pot himself, the guy was always so mellow, and judging from the way Ethan handled the joint, he'd done this before.
Ethan took the joint from Twitty and sucked the smoke deeply into his lungs. He was soon feeling very mellow.
The two boys finished the joint and Twitty put on some music. The crystal clear sounds of a flute pealed through the air.
With the effects of the pot racing through him, the first high notes of the music hit Ethan like a gong.
"What is that Twitty? It sounds incredible!"
"It's Paul Horn, playing the flute inside the Great Pyramid of Egypt. Come up here and lay on the bed and listen to it closely."
Ethan got up and lay on the bed.
"Close your eyes Ethan. Let the music take you", Twitty whispered as he lay down beside his friend. "Let it take charge of you."
Man, Ethan thought. This was some really good stuff. Off to his side he could feel where Twitty had laid next to him, Twitty's body was giving off heat the same way that Ethan felt his was. He felt Twitty move until their bodies touched side by side.
The first song ended and the next one, with piccolo, crescendoed into the room. Involuntarily Ethan jumped and put his hands out, one of them on Twitty, who grabbed it with his own hand.
Twitty whispered, "What do you think of all this? Do you like it?"
Ethan could only shake his head and squeeze Twitty's hand. He noticed that the feel of Twitty' hand in his was different, liquid, sensual. Ethan could feel his cock starting to get hard. This was so cool. Just that little bit of feeling is doing all this.
Twitty leaned over Ethan, looking down at his face, Ethan's eyes closed as the music washed over him. Twitty looked down his friend's body and saw that Ethan's cock was starting to push out at the front of his pants.
This music, thought Twitty. This music and the pot, it always made me horny too.
Ethan picked the moment that Twitty was looking down at his cock to open his eyes.
Twitty's attention snapped back. He looked down and saw Ethan smiling up at him.
"What were you looking at?" Ethan asked.
"Just looking over my new best friend," Twitty replied.
Twitty reached out and stroked Ethan's cheek, so soft, so incredible. Very slowly Twitty leaned down, until his face was only an inch or so above Ethan.
Ethan could feel Twitty's breath each time he inhaled and exhaled and even the air moving by his face like that was a sensation.
Ethan didn't dare move. Could it be possible that Twitty was really going to kiss him? He could already taste his breath, sweet and warm. Ethan pulled Twitty to him, kissing him. It started with just a brush, but as they met both of the boys felt a new type of sensation , a mix of love and lust.
This is beautiful, Twitty thought, pressing himself into Ethan. I never imagined anything could feel like this. They held each other for awhile, neither boy wanted to rush things.
Ethan released Twitty after about a minute, actually pushing him away.
"Oh man, Twitty, I'm sorry. That bus ride made me horny, and now the pot and the music, and, well ...." He paused. "There's something you should know about me Twitty. I'm gay. Now if you're not cool with that, I'll catch the next bus back home."
"Hmm," said Twitty."
"What's that mean?" asked Ethan.
"I was thinking."
"Thinking what?"
"Thinking -- I want you to want me, 'cause I want you Ethan. I've been attracted to you since we first met, but I didn't know how you'd feel."
"Well, why don't we see what happens... if I do... this!"
Ethan reached for Twitty's T-shirt to pull it off. "Hey!" Twitty responded, and the two boys began to wrestle. Twitty, being stockier and stronger, easily overpowered the slimmer Ethan, then lowered his head to Ethan's chest, listening to his heart and feeling the heat of his body. Twitty, backed off, ran his hands through Ethan's hair, then slowly started unbuttoning Ethan's shirt and, with his assistance, got it off him.
Ethan looked at Twitty above him, and smiled. Twitty lowered his face to kiss. Together they kissed and explored each other's mouths, their hands at the same time running up and down over each other's upper bodies.
"Roll over, " Twitty commanded. Ethan did so. Twitty ran his hands down Ethan's back and touched his ass, and Ethan started to moan and wiggle. Twitty ran his fingers over Ethan's ass cheeks and slowly up Ethan's crack.
"I -- can't take -- much more of this" Ethan whimpered. "It's just too -- intense."
"Can I take your pants off?" Twitty asked him, holding his breath for the answer.
"Only if I can take yours off Dude."
"Sweet!" Twitty said, rolling Ethan over on his back and fumbling with the belt. He finally got it open and then undid Ethan's pants, slowly unzipping them. Both boys were almost in a trance. Twitty moved down and untied Ethan's shoes and took them and his socks off and threw them on the floor. Then he started working Ethan's pants down, Ethan lifting his hips to assist.
Ethan's cock was clearly tenting his boxers, hard as only a 15-year-old can get, with a small wet spot outlining the head of his cock as it strained for release.
"My turn now", Ethan said to Twitty, rolling him over. Ethan pulled Twitty's T-shirt off.
Twitty kicked off his shoes as Ethan moved to the front of his pants.
Ethan opened the top button of Twitty's jeans, then went down to the next one. As each one opened it was like a release for Twitty and Ethan.
As Ethan opened the third button, he noticed Twitty's pubic hair was beginning to show.
"You don't wear underwear?" he asked.
"No man, not at home."
Ethan looked down and saw the outline of Twitty's cock through the jeans. He opened the last buttons and then pulled the pants down and off Twitty, allowing Twitty's cock to spring out.
Ethan was stunned. Never had he imagined this. Looking down at Twitty's cock he felt his own getting harder and harder. As he finished pulling down Twitty's pants, he felt Twitty reach for his boxers. Ethan let him pull them down.
The two boys were naked on the bed now, looking at each other.
"You're beautiful" Ethan whispered.
"You're incredible" Twitty answered. "This is like a dream to me."
Ethan moved on top, leaned down and pressed himself into Twitty, kissing him. Twitty kissed back. Then they started in a rhythm that seemed to take hold of both the boys. They started to move, slowly thrusting against each other, the feeling of their cocks together an indescribable sensation to them. Their kisses increased in passion as they moved faster and faster.
Suddenly Twitty pushed Ethan away. "Oh damn, if we don't stop I'm going to cum."
"Don't you want to cum?" Ethan asked.
"Yeah man, I sure do. But I want to do some other things with you before that happens."
"Whatever you want to do, I'll do."
"I want to kiss you all over, and explore every part of you," Twitty said as he rolled Ethan over on his back and leaned down beside him. He softly kissed Ethan on his forehead and Ethan closed his eyes, to enjoy the sensation better. Then Twitty slowly kissed and licked Ethan's face.
Twitty used his tongue to trace Ethan's jaw and then continued down his neck, reaching Ethan's chest. He started running his mouth and tongue all over Ethan's chest, reaching his nipples. As he touched them the first time, Ethan bucked on the bed, his breath almost taken by the feelings. Twitty rolled one nipple around on his tongue, taking it into his mouth and sucking lightly on it.
Twitty kissed over to the other nipple and lavished attention on it also. He could hear the ragged breathing above him, Ethan moaning almost in delirium, speaking words of pleasure. Twitty traced the path down the center of Ethan's chest, reaching his belly button where he stopped for a moment, exploring it with his tongue and enjoying the way that Ethan's body moved in response to his every touch.
Finally Twitty moved down and looked at Ethan's cock. It was perfect, he thought, a little smaller around than mine maybe, but longer, I think, and so nice.
There was a small patch of brownish pubic hair around the cock, which was so hard that it had lifted completely away from his stomach and was quivering in midair.
A small drop of Ethan's precum had formed at the tip and Twitty felt drawn to it. He leaned down and touched the tip of his tongue to that drop of fluid, carrying it back to his mouth while leaving part of it still attached to the boy's cock.
At the touch of Twitty's tongue, Ethan's cock lurched and his body shivered. A moan of intense pleasure came from Ethan. Twitty went down to the base of Ethan's cock and licked it from bottom to top, quickly running his tongue over the head and then back down the shaft.
"Ohh please, Twitty. I can't take much more. Would you..."
Twitty lowered his head, as if in answer, and took Ethan's cock into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it like it was a piece of candy. The taste was incredible to Twitty as he slowly took all the boy's cock into his mouth. And the feeling was incredible to Ethan.
As he reached the base of Ethan's cock, Twitty rose up, then down and continued in rhythm, never stopping the motion of his mouth and tongue on the boy's hard cock.
"Twitty, God, ohh man. I can't hold out much longer. I'm going to shoot off soon."
"Mmmmmm" was Twitty's answer as his head started bobbing more quickly. He increased the suction as he went up and down and could taste the precum flowing steadily. Ethan's cock seemed to Twitty to get longer and wider with each stroke.
"Oh Twitty, this is it. I'm shooting, ohh, aaaahhhh", the last words in almost a yell.
Twitty felt Ethan's cock expand ever more and then he could feel it give a big throb and a large spurt of semen almost filled his mouth. Ethan's cock continued to throb and spurt, pouring the sperm into his mouth. Twitty pulled up a little, just enough to swallow and then took Ethan as deep in his mouth as he could and let Ethan's cock continue to cum, slowly moving up and down, milking the sperm from his cock. He could feel the way that each spurt shook Ethan's body, the way Ethan's hands in his hair would shiver each time another load of his sperm went into Twitty's eagerly sucking mouth.
"Oh Twitty" Ethan tried to speak but the words wouldn't come, his breath gone from the orgasm that was just now starting to taper off. As the last of his sperm flowed into Twitty's mouth he felt the final notes of the music, tingling his toes and making his hair feel like it was standing up from his head.
Twitty rolled the remains of Ethan's sperm in his mouth, tasting the sweet-salty flavor of it over and over. It tasted so good, like sugar frosting on an angel food cake. He pulled up off his cock and, seeing another drop of cum, licked that up as well.
Then he lovingly put Ethan's cock slowly down and came back up and lay down beside him.
"Did you like that?" Twitty asked with a smile.
"I've never felt anything like that before. It felt like my whole body and life were coming out of my cock but if felt so good that I didn't care if I died or not. I think I love you" he told Twitty.
"I feel the same way about you."
Ethan moved his hand down Twitty's body, reaching his hard cock. He looked down at it, then back at Twitty and smiled. "My turn."
Ethan moved down between Twitty's legs and looked at him. Twitty's eyes were closed in anticipation of what was to come. Ethan could see Twitty's heart beating, his chest moving each time. "He is a little bigger than I am" he thought, "but so perfect." Ethan's attention was big!
He leaned his face down into them and cupped them in his hands, breathing in and out, breathing in Twitty's scent. He smelled of good things, summer sweat in the backyard, what his own skin smelled like drying after a swim. He opened his mouth and licked all over Twitty's nuts, listening to the moans of pleasure above his head.
Ethan moved his tongue out and encircled one of Twitty's balls (eliciting a gasp from Twitty) then took it into his mouth and ran his tongue around it. The taste of Twitty was incredible, It was clean, almost a sweet taste to Ethan's tongue. It was an enticing taste, one that drove him to take Twitty's other ball in his mouth, massaging them both with his lips and tongue and feeling, he believed, all of the sperm waiting to come out, waking it all up to come to him.
Finally he let Twitty's balls out of his mouth, moving up and taking the head of Twitty's leaking cock into his mouth. He went down slowly, using his tongue to feel every ridge, every bump and contour of Twitty's cock. Then Ethan took it down all the way in a single thrust and stayed there for a long moment.
Twitty flexed his cock as Ethan started to move up and down, doing it harder and faster. Both of the boys were in another world as their eyes suddenly met and both of them recognized in each other a longing that was going to be fulfilled over this weekend.
"I'm going to shoot real soon, it's like what you're doing with your mouth is reaching down inside of me to draw it all out," said Twitty.
Hearing this, Ethan picked up speed. He wanted Twitty's sperm in his mouth, wanted to feel him shoot hard, wanted to make sure that he gave as much pleasure as he had gotten earlier from Twitty.
Ethan moved his face down again and then he felt it, Twitty's cock pulsing as an intense stream of sperm shot out into his mouth, almost choking him and filling his mouth with the taste o Twitty's semen.
Both boys were lost in a world of pure feeling, concentrated on the spurting cock, it felt so good, so natural. This was what they both had been dreaming about but the dreams didn't compare at all with the reality of doing it.
Ethan kept softly sucking on Twitty's cock for a few moments, running his hand up and down to pump out the last of Twitty's cum. As he felt Twitty's cock soften he gave it a last kiss and came up to lay beside Twitty, leaning over the boy for a kiss.
The two boys stayed locked together in a kiss; a long exploring kiss, for two or three minutes. Finally they broke apart and smiled at each other.
"Ethan, Dude, that was Sweet!" Twitty just managed to get the words out.
"I'm just sorry we can't make this last forever," Ethan said.
"Who says we can't?"
"But your parents, and mine ..."
"My parents are gone for the whole weekend. We have 2 days alone here!" said Twitty.
"Dude, that is so righteous!" said Ethan.
"I know, Sweet."
With this last comment the boys hugged each other and lay that way, drifting off to sleep together.
The End