Hi, friends, if you are not old enough to read stories about sex between two guys please leave now. In any case this is my fantasy. Why would you want to claim it for your own? Happy jackin'.
Johnny's Friends
What is it like to be 16 and alone on a Friday night? It is a bitch to say the least. Johnny wasn't sure how this had happened to him. He always had a bunch of guys and gals flocking around him. It was his popularity that gave him incentive to keep up appearances. Both of his folks worked long hours and he is an only child. They often go away on weekends with strict instructions for him to not entertain anyone at the house while they are away. He hardly ever disobeyed them no matter how lonely he was.
Johnny was your average kind of a guy. He had a winsome smile that put off everyone but other than that he was no Adonis; just your average guy trying to keep his friends happy.
A Friday night in late spring warm enough for him to sit on the deck and listen to the night sounds. He caressed his teen cock through the gym shorts he was wearing wishing that there was someone else's hand rubbing there. He lay there playing with his woody and he thought of Mike. Mike had just enrolled in Bateman H.S. as a junior and was already being considered for the second baseman slot on the baseball team. He certainly had the moves. He also had the body.
In regular gym class Johnny had noticed that Mike held back from going into the showers when they were crowded. He seemed to prefer to get the sweat off his smooth body with only a couple of guys around. He dressed quickly; too quickly for Johnny to get a good look at what was hanging between his legs. Johnny made a mental note to start his shower a little later than he usually did.
Johnny was lost in thought when his cell phone rang. It was Mike. "Hey, man, I got a problem and I am hoping you can help me out." Johnny wondered how Mike had gotten his phone number and also what kind of problem he had.
"What is goin' on?"
"Bea and I were out on this date and I made a pass at her. She got really pissed and told me to take her home. But I am so fucked up I can't go home to my place. Can I come over?"
Johnny knew it was against the rules. Johnny also knew that his cock was twitching thinking of having this stud at his place. His folks weren't coming back until Sunday afternoon. He thought, why the fuck not? "Sure, Mike, come on over. We have a spare bedroom where you can crash."
"Fuck, man, thanks. See you soon."
Johnny eagerly awaited the doorbell to ring. He heard Mike's car drive up and it wasn't long before the doorbell rang. Johnny was hoping that Mike would not see his semi-soft woody when he opened the door and welcomed him in.
"Jesus, this is fuckin' great of you. If I went home like this my parents would shit a brick and then ground me for six months."
Johnny could smell the faint aroma of weed on his houseguest. Fuck, he thought, that is so hot. "No problem Mike. Come in and make yourself comfortable. I have been sitting on the deck just chillin'."
The boys sat down on the deck. It was obvious that Mike was still high. "Did you bring any of that shit to share?" Johnny asked.
"Hell yeah man. I didn't know you were into smokin' weed."
Mike pulled out his stash and began to roll a blunt. "Are you really game for this, bro?"
"Yeah, been hoping someone would come around and brighten up my lonely
Friday night. You and your blunt are going to make it all worthwhile."
Mike smiled and passed the blunt over to his friend. They began to smoke and get high. "Jesus, man, I get really horny when I smoke weed. And that bitch Bea wasn't givin' out any pussy tonight."
Johnny scooted down in his chair and passed the blunt back to Mike. "Weed has the same effect on me, dude. I am going to have to go in the house and stroke my cock."
"Hell, bitch, you don't have to go anywhere. Pull that baby out and let me watch you get off."
Shit, Johnny thought, this is a dream come true. Sitting on the deck. Parents not expected back until Sunday. And Mike urging him on to jackoff. "No man, the neighbors might see. We got to go into the house." Johnny stood up. His cock pushing out his shorts. "You coming bitch?"
As natural as if Johnny had asked him to come into the house for a glass of water Mike followed Johnny into the kitchen, through the family room, down the hall and into Johnny's bedroom. Johnny stretched out on the bed and rubbed his teenage cock through the silky shorts. Mike stood by the side of the bed watching. He had never had any sexual thoughts about a guy before but he was fuckin' horny and the pot had him flying high. And there lay Johnny rubbing his hard cock through his shorts.