The story below is a work of fiction, except the location. This story contains explicit sexual situations between high school aged boys, (and some girls). If this is illegal, etc., well you know the drill.
Also, because it's based in the past, some of it may not be politically correct as I have tried to be true to 1969.
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Chapter 11
"I was going to lick your butthole like Coach was telling us about, but before I could do that I guess I did something to you that felt really good, judging by the way you shot your wad all over the place," I told Jake, walking out of the shower and toweling off my long blond hair. I was going to have to get a haircut soon because my mom always gave me grief about my hair being so long and she didn't like it to go past my shoulders.
"You have no idea how fucking good that felt, Ry. I tried to make the feeling last as long as I could but I just couldn't help myself. I guess you hit some spot deep inside me that just about made me lose all control of my body. I have never, ever, felt that good before. I sure am glad that I was leaning on the side of the shower for support or otherwise I probably would have fallen over and crashed on to top of you."
Looking at me he said with a grin, "Hurry up and dry off. I want to get to the tree house and have some more sexy fun with you and that foreskinny dick of yours!"
"OK, I'm almost dry. Foreskinny'? Is that a word or something that you just made up? Where did you get that from? Why don't you go grab us a couple of cold Coke-a-Colas out of the fridge so we have something to drink up in the tree house. The sleeping bags are still up there too, so all we have to do is take our clothes and get Sloan up there with us. She'll probably want to run around outside and sniff along the bushes for a second, and she really needs to take a wiz, cause I don't want her waking us up in the middle of the night to go out, and I sure don't want her pissin' or crappin' up there."
"Roger that, Dicky McForeskinny."
I turned the lights off in the pool house, closed the drapes and slammed the sliding door shut behind me. "Sloan, this way girl," I said so she wouldn't head back down the hill towards the house. It was real quiet outside, just a few chirping crickets and the sound of someone practicing the piano somewhere down the street. The air was tranquil and warm and you could still smell the sweet perfume coming from the Star Jasmine blooming down by the edge of the pool. The waxing moon was overhead and was casting a bright enough glow so that Jake and I could easily see our way to the tree house.
"You climb up first and run down the pulley. Then I'll send up all of our clothes first and then I'll send up Sloan."
"You just want me to go first so you can perv on my naked ass!" Jake said laughing, wiggling his hot ass at me.
"Yeah, that too."
A few minutes later the three of us were relaxing up in the tree house, Sloan doing circles in the corner looking for the perfect place to lie down on. I would have offered Jake a hit of some of my weed, but I was almost out and wanted to save the last little bit. I'd have to run down to my friend Cooper's house pretty soon, and buy a lid or two with my allowance. Since I was sharing my stash with my new friends, I was thinking that I'd have to ask my dad for a raise in my allowance pretty soon. I wondered what he would think if he knew I was spending his money on grass.
I lit up a couple of old camp lanterns that I had swiped from the garage a while ago and turned them down low and then set them on the rug next to the sleeping bags with the red flannel cowboys and horses print on the inside. I lit up a stick of patchouli incense that I got a while ago at the record store and it gave the tree house a nice warm and cozy feeling and it felt like we were miles and miles away from everything. Luckily the screens on the windows did a good job of keeping all the bugs out.
"So what do you want to do?" I asked Jake with a leer, sitting down next to him on the sleeping bags.
"Lick your butt, of course!" he replied laughing. "I'm sure glad that no one can hear us out here!"
"You silly hombre. Just hearing you talk like that has got me all fired up again. How do you want to do this?"
"I don't know. I was trying to think of what position we should be in. I really wish that we had a manual or a guide or a playbook or something to tell us what to do. It would be cool if it had pictures in it too. How neat would that be?"
"Yeah, that would be bitchin'. Hey, I've got an idea. Since you took all of those pictures of Lisa and her football friends, maybe she could return the favor and take some pictures of us!"
"I don't want to do that. What we do is sexy. What she did was just sex and she was taking advantage of them. But she probably would do it, if we just asked. I don't think she'd care, and she just might get off on it. Who knows? Guys like watching two girls get it on so why wouldn't she get off watching two guys?"
"Because you're her brother."
"So what? I watched her fuck all those guys. And besides, we've seen each other naked like forever. It's no big deal. She's seen my boner a hundred times. Anyway, too bad Coach didn't tell us how we should do this. Why don't you lay down on the sleeping bag on your hands and knees and stick your saggy, flabby old-man ass out in the air and I'll get in behind you. But I'm warning you right now: If you cut a fart in my face I'm gonna kick your mother fuckin' butt and then probably I'll toss you out of the window out onto the ground below and let the little critters eat you!"
"I wouldn't do that. And don't worry. I washed my asshole real good while you were drying off, and I even put some Hi Karate on my back down there. Doesn't it smell good? And I do not have an old-man ass, you mother fucking twat licker. I have a tight muscular ass from years of swimming in case you can't see. I think you need glasses." Changing the subject, I said, "I wish we had a mirror in here so I could watch what you're going to do. That would be so fuckin' freakin' hot!"
I got down on the sleeping bag on the floor feeling kind of exposed, but really excited, and stuck my ass out into the air for all to see and then leaned the side of my head down on a pillow. The slight breeze blowing in through the windows was starting to make my naked skin all tingly and it felt funny and cool on my butthole. "You know Jake; you don't have to do this if you don't want to. You can just blow me instead."
"No way. I've been wanting to try this with you ever since Coach Brian told us what he did with his friend at school, and it's kinda all I've been thinking about! Man, I still can't believe a cool coach like that would tell us he licked another dude's asshole! And look! My dick is all hard again and dripping like a leaky faucet!"
"Right on! I am totally hard too. I really want to try this too." Turning my head around I said, "Asshole, get ready to meet Jakes tongue!"
I could feel Jake settling in between my legs from behind me, and he started fondling my balls and pulling down on my cock so he could stroke it, sort of like milking a cow. After a bit, he let go of my balls, and leaned in on one arm as he kept stroking my cock up and down, pushing and pulling the foreskin over my dickhead, getting it nice and juicy. The weird feeling of being totally exposed went away and was replaced by extreme horniness! I could feel his hot breath blowing on my virgin asshole and it sent shivers all up and down my back, and made the hairs on my arm stand up. Next thing that I felt was Jake pulling my cock down and out between my legs and sucking on the tip, with the added bonus of nibbling on my `skin. His wet tongue then licked up the back of my ball sack, sucking one of my balls and the other into his mouth. Then he let them go and licked along the crease, then along my perineum, as Coach called it, and then very slowly and cautiously, he started to lick all around my boy butt hole.
"Shit, man. That feels so outrageous!" I said, controlling my voice and sticking my butt out further to meet his hot juicy tongue.
Sensing my excitement, Jake started to really lick my hole now, taking several long swipes across my exposed rosebud with his wet slippery tongue. It was almost like he was licking an ice crème cone, only this time it was teen-boy butt flavor! He was starting to really get into it, too, his tongue getting wetter and slobbering all over my ass. I could feel his saliva starting to run down my crack and onto my balls. He put his hands on each side of my ass cheeks and pulled my butt crack wide open with his thumbs allowing his tongue better access to my hole.
He started to move faster now, and he was taking bigger licks starting from my swinging ball sack all the way up my crack and around and over my puckered asshole. I could feel my boy hole starting to relax, and open up a little bit. It felt crazy good: nothing like I had ever felt before.
"Every time you run your tongue over my asshole it sends shivers through my body. Jake, you have no idea how freaky fucking good this feels, man," I said, sticking my butt out even further for both of our enjoyment.
"Oh, so you like that, huh, hippie boy? Do you want me to do that some more?" He said, rubbing my ass cheeks with his hands and teasing me and taking a quick break to catch his breath.
"Oh yeah. Please eat my butthole some more. Please, I beg you, mister. Munch on it again."
"OK, if you insist. You know this really is super-hot for me, too. Your butthole and my tongue were meant for each other! If you had told me two weeks ago that I'd be eating your ass I'd probably smack you!"
"Yeah, same here. But this is so hot!"
"Hey! Let's try this. I saw Lisa get fucked like this once. Why don't you roll over on your back and pull your legs up onto your chest. I'll stick a couple of these big pillows under your butt so your ass sticks up in the air. I think that might be a better position for both of us, `cause I'll be able to keep licking your poopy and play with your cock at the same time," he said with a smirk.
"OK," I said, as I rolled over and got on my back. "Is this how you want me? This will be so bitchin'. Now I can watch what you're doing."
Instinctively, I grabbed my legs and held them back with my arms, opening my butt crack up wide for Jakes hungry tongue. He grabbed a couple of pillows and stuck them under me while I rocked back on my shoulders. Wow, this was really weird being wide open like this but super exciting, too.
This time I was able to watch him as he dove back in on my hairless butt, grabbing my cock with his right hand as he slurped and slobbered all over my naked boy parts. What a sight! Not only was I turned on by the feeling of his hot tongue on my teen boy hole, but I was totally turned on by watching my new friend with the golden brown hair as he slurped and slobbered all over my nether regions. I wanted to do this again but this time trade places and make him feel just as good as he was making me feel. But I was in so much ecstasy that I couldn't really talk anymore.
Then, he did something that I wasn't expecting, at all. He was running his tongue over and around my butthole like before and then without any kind of warning, his made his tongue get hard and darted it right into the opening of my hole, just for a second. Oh! My! Gosh! An electric current charged through my whole body and it felt like he was fucking my butthole with his tongue! Jake sensed that this was OK, and that I was really digging it, so he kept doing that, sticking his tongue in, then back out and then slurping along the crack and along the sides. Every time he did this my ass hole would creep open up just a little bit further, allowing him to go in deeper and deeper. Plus, the whole time that he was doing this he was jackin' off my hot rod too, and all I could do was lay there in complete bliss.
"Jake. Jake. I don't think I can take much more of this. It feels sooooo fucking good, and it looks sooooo fucking hot!" I said as I rocked back and forth around on my back. I grabbed my cock away from him and started fisting it. I don't know where this deep voice came from, but I started telling him to "Eat me man, stick that hot tongue in my hole. C'mon man, do it deeper. Yeah, man that's it, deeper, oh yeah, oh yeah, do it deeper, deeper, oh yeah! You're such a good friend to eat my butt! Oh, yeah, that feels fuckin' great. Oh yeah, Jake, oh yeah! I'm gonna shoot. Stick that hot tongue of yours up my asshole. Eat me man, oh yeah, oh yeahhhh!"
And then I shot the biggest wad of cum in my life. It felt like my cock was a fire hose and a gallon of cum shot out of my balls, but the three or four squirts went everywhere! My hair, my face, my chest and the sleeping bag were all drenched with my teen boy dick juice. When I finally came down, Jake was looking up at me from between my legs with the biggest smile on his face.
"You didn't like that much, huh?" he asked, joking. "Sorry."
"Oh, god man. That was so bitchin'. You have no idea how fucking fantastic that was!
"Come up here and let's cuddle for a while."
I twisted around and stuck out my legs so that Jake could move up and lay on top of me. He lowered his plumped up cock onto my still leaking dick, and ground it around in sort of a little dance. Once he got up in my face he looked me in the eye and quickly licked a big wad of teenage cum off of my cheek, smacking his lips, giggling.
Then I flipped him around and I wrapped my long arms around his chest, pulling him into me and snuggling my face into his hair and pulled his butt into my crotch, a little bit of my cum gluing my chest together to his back. We laid there for a few minutes catching our breath and enjoying each other's soft warm skin, not saying anything and just enjoying each other's scent, while I casually rubbed his tight belly with my hand and every once in a while rubbed the outline of his big nipples with my finger.
After a while, I quietly told him, "That really was the most awesome thing, bud. Nobody has ever made me feel that good before. Up until last week, the most fun that I ever had was getting naked, getting high and jacking off nice and slow all by myself up here. But then you moved in next door and now I've turned in to a sex-crazed love puppy. I really like all of the things that we're doing."
Grabbing my wrists and pulling my arms tighter around him in our warm embrace and pushing his body further against me, Jake said, "Me too Ryan. It's kinda weird. I used to be happy just getting my rocks off, but seeing how excited you get when I play with you makes me get even more hornier and excited, if that's even possible. I just want to keep doing this sexy stuff with you all the time."
"Me too bud, me too." We laid cuddling there in silence for a few more minutes while I gathered up my courage to ask him about something that had been on my mind for a while now. I had been thinking about it a lot and really wanted to do it but I was really worried about doing it, too. I had this yin/yang thing going `round my head and spooning here with Jake like this was really making my mind spin. It was bugging the heck out of me because I didn't want to blow my new relationship with him, but I really, really wanted to do something with him. So finally, after taking in a deep breath of air, I asked nervously into his shaggy hair, "Jake, would you be mad at me if I said that I wanted to kiss you?"
Letting go of my arms to turn around and face me, Jake smiled his big toothy grin, his eyes shining like deep pools of liquid energy, "Ryan, I've been wanting to throw you on the freakin' ground and press my lips against yours from the first minute that I saw you out in the front yard! Why would I be mad?"
"You don't think it's queer?
"Who the fuck cares! The way that I see it is that I like you, I like being with you and I like making you feel good. And all of that makes me feel good. And I think you feel the same way as I do. I don't give a shit if you are a boy and I'm a boy. It just feels right to me. Lisa likes boys, well, a lot of boys, but I still love her and I don't really care what she does with them as long as she's happy and they are happy and they don't hurt each other doing it. And I'm sure that she feels the same way about me, and you, too. Besides, if I can lick your butt, I certainly can lick your face! Now shut the fuck up and kiss me!"
And kiss we did! We kissed so much that our lips, mouths and tongues got such a workout for so long that we could hardly move. Around midnight, Jake fell asleep on top of me, our arms wound tightly around each other. I couldn't reach out and pull up the top sleeping bag over us, so I left it and hoped that we would keep each other warm for the rest of the night. We both slept like rocks though, having connected and touched each other in completely new ways.
The next few days went by in kind of a blur. Jake and I hung out a lot, having a lot of fun and having a lot of sex! And kissing every chance we could get when we were alone. That was so much fun! And we skinny dipped a lot, too, and of course did our practice laps and worked on our turns.
One day I helped Jake get his room unpacked and put everything away. He had a really cool bedroom with black light posters and two big black lights. We painted each wall and the ceiling a different dark, vibrant color, and managed to do it without making a huge mess. It came out looking sharp! Jake even took the doors off his closet and hung up some stings of psychedelic beads. The headboard that his Uncle Gus had made him was crafted out of some kind of old barn wood that was really cool, and the headboard was really big. It had four big posts; the two at the head were almost six feet tall, and carved with all kinds of weird animals, snakes and gargoyles! He had all kinds of other crazy stuff, too, that was lying around on old wooden crates and trunks that his mom had collected over the years.
We even spent the night in his room one night, making out in the purple glow of the black lights bouncing off the rainbow colors on his walls. I even painted his dick a nice shade of Day-Glo blue while he was asleep! Because it was raining outside that night, our folks didn't want us up in the tree house because of the lightning. But mostly we slept up in the tree house because it was cooler and it gave us more privacy plus we could do more sexy things out there so we wouldn't have to worry about anybody hearing us.
That one night that we stayed in Jakes room, he dug out his secret stash of stuff that he kept in the back of his closet that had all of the pictures of Lisa getting down with the guys from her old football team. I was really surprised that they had gotten away with taking these pictures, and even more surprised that they didn't get caught when they had them developed. And, finally, I was surprised one more time when I saw all of the different shapes and sizes of those guy's hard cocks.
Wow-wee! I had seen plenty of boy's dicks in the showers at school and from skinny dipping at my house, but they were never hard and I usually tried not to look at them, `cause I didn't want to get caught staring. But it seemed like the bigger, more muscular guys in the photos had the smaller dicks while the leaner guys had longer, fatter shaped dicks. But the shortest guy on the team had the biggest, fattest dick that I'd ever seen. It was shaped like a cucumber and sort of curled up at the end. I think Lisa loved this cock the most, because in the picture that Jake took she was smiling away as the guy pumped into her. I wished that I had known Jake and Lisa back then so I could have helped take those pictures.
Like I said before, we continued to swim our laps in the pool every day and I made sure that Jake knew how to swim his laps and make his turns correctly. I really wanted him to be on the swim team with me this year. Most days Lisa and Jordan went skinny dipping with Jake and me, too. At first it was kind of weird for me to be naked in front of an older girl, and to see her hairy muff and big boobies, and for her to see my naked dick and swinging balls. But then I got used to it pretty fast and it didn't bother me anymore. If Jake and Jordy didn't care about it then I guess I wouldn't either. Besides, I'd seen my mom swimming naked all the time so it wasn't like seeing hairy pussies was all that new to me or anything. Actually, it didn't really bother Jordan at all because sometimes he'd crawl up in her lap while they read the newest music magazines, his head resting on her big boobs like a pillow, and when our folks weren't around she'd fondle his little boy boner and play with his little boy foreskin. And she didn't seem to mind when Jake or I popped a boner in front of her either, which seemed to happen all of the time. I guess she was used to seeing lots of hard, teen boy meat.
Almost every night Lisa and Jordan and Jake and I would hang out in the pool house and listen to music or watch a rerun of one of our favorite TV shows, like Laugh-In or Mod Squad. It was fun and I was really starting to like Lisa. She was really cool and made me feel like I had a big sister. She even taught us another new dance, something by James Brown about Mashed Potato Popcorn or something like that, but he sorta screamed a little too much for me. But I always liked dancing with Jake to any song, if you catch my drift!
The two Lulus and my dad were getting along pretty well, too. In fact, the Lulus were making plans for the adults to drive up north to see Jake's Uncle Gus for a few days. That would be cool for the four of us because then we'd have the place all to ourselves. After Lulu was finished giving guitar lessons during the day and when my dad came home from work, they would all meet up with my mom in our big kitchen and whip up some of their `refreshments' and then make us a really good dinner. Between the three of them, the food was always tasty! Mom had always been a great cook, and Dad was a star on the bar-b-que, but Lulu added an extra flair to everything. I'm not sure what it was, but she was fun and everybody liked being around her. So far, this was turning out to be the best summer that I could remember.
But two things happened that were kind of freaky and bothered me a little. The one night that Jake and I stayed in his room, Lisa came upstairs and barged right in without knocking and caught us kissing on the bed, our rock hard dicks sticking out of our shorts. We were really going at it too, because we didn't hear her until she said "Gotcha!" laughing like a mad woman. Of course we freaked out, but she just smiled and pushed us apart and sat down between us on the bed. Wrapping her arms around both of us and pulling our heads into her big knockers, she told us that she was really cool with it and said that she was very happy that her little brother had such a groovy boyfriend and that she really liked me a lot. Obviously, she knew that we fooled around, but somehow this was different.
I was still kind of embarrassed, and Jake just rolled his eyes, but then she surprised us by telling us that Uncle Gus had a boyfriend, too! Jake seemed pretty excited about this and asked her a dozen questions about him. Jake had met the guy before but always assumed he was just a friend who lived on the farm and helped with the chores. Apparently, he and his boyfriend had met when they were in high school and had never been apart. Of course nobody back then knew about them, but now that they live up by San Francisco they didn't really care who knew. They were happy and totally in love with each other, she said.
She went on to tell us how hard it is to find that someone special, and that we were really lucky. She wished that she had a steady boyfriend, but every guy that she meets is only after her big boobs. She said that she has never gone out with a guy more than a few times but that she hoped that maybe here in Pasadena things would be different and that she could find a real boyfriend. I told her that maybe when school started we could find someone for her.
Then she laughed and said, "Maybe we could even double date!"
"We can't do that! Coach said we need to be...oop's," Jake said putting his hand over his big mouth and looked at me.
"Coach? What Coach? What did he say? What are you talking about?" Looking at Jake, then at me and then back to Jake again, she said, "Spill it!"
"OK. A few days ago we ran into Ryan's swim team coach when we were riding our bikes around the school checking it out. We went back into his office to talk about swimming and somehow he figured out that we were fooling around," Jake said leaving out the part about Coach's boyfriend.
"And then he told us to cool it, `cause some people might figure out what we were doing and might not like it. Not stop being together, I mean, but not to be so obvious. That's all." I said.
"Well, that's really good advice. Some people don't get two guys being together, or two girls, or even three girls. Or two girls, a guy, a cat, and a jar of peanut butter, for that matter. But anyway, you just have to be careful so people don't find out, `cause if the wrong person finds out you can be in deep shit. Look what happened to me with that shit I did with the football team. Sex can get people in trouble. But, and this is an important but, you still have to be true to yourself and do whatever makes you guys happy. You can't live a lie and be unhappy. Just follow your bliss and everything will come out cool.
"But you know we can still double date. We can go to the drive-in and you guys can make out in the backseat. Or we could go to the submarine races where we used to live. It'll be fun. I promise we won't watch you guys! Is your coach really cool with it?"
"Yeah he is. He's the school health instructor so he knows all about sex and stuff," I said before Jake opened his trap again and said anything else incriminating that might get us into more trouble.
"Well, I can't say that I know everything about sex, `cause I don't. But if you ever have any questions about any of this stuff, you know that you can always come to me and we'll try to figure it out and find an answer, OK? You never have to be embarrassed to talk with your big sister. Either of you. I know all about boys and their hard horny dicks."
"Great," Jake and I both said at the same time pretending not to have much enthusiasm, but secretly happy to have such a great ally.
The other thing that was weird happened the next night after we had slept over at Jakes. We had finished swimming our laps and had taken our showers and we were up in the tree house kissing and fooling around with our dicks. Sloan was up there too, as usual, curled up in the corner sound asleep, or so I thought. It was later than usual because all of us had all gone out to see the new True Grit movie starring John Wayne at the Lamanda Park Theater that had just opened. It was very dark outside because of the lingering clouds from this morning's storm was blocking out the moonlight. Just as Jake was about to gobble up my dick in his mouth, we both heard the sound of a stick snapping, somewhere below us. We froze and looked at each other, not saying anything. Sloan sat up and cocked her head, listening for something, but not barking like she normally would have done. Sometimes we get little critters running around at night, skunks or possums, and all it would take was usually one bark from Sloan sending them skittering on their way.
But not tonight. Sloan starting growling, quietly at first, and then Jake looked up at me and whispered "What's going on?" He barely got the words out when we heard another stick breaking, this time much closer, and then a thump. Sloan started barking for real this time, the fur on the nape of her neck standing straight up. Both Jake and I got up on our knees and slowly peered out over the bottom of the tree house windows, just in time to see the back of something dark and glossy lumbering up from the ground a few feet away from the tree and then take off, staggering a bit, down through the yard, around the garage, and out the gate heading towards the street.
"What was that?" Jake whispered nervously.
"Beats me. Sloan, be quiet! Whoever it was looked kind of wobbly. Maybe they were drunk or something because it looked like they tripped on a tree root."
"You think it was a person and not an animal? Should we follow them?"
"Sure," I deadpanned, "Two naked guys and a barking dog chasing a bum out of the yard. How far do you think we would get before someone sees us? Although the idea of running bare-ass out on the street does sound kind of interesting. Maybe that's something that you and I should try some time!"
"Yeah, but don't you want to know who or what it was and what they were doing out here? What if they were here to shoot us?" Jake asked, starting to get excited now.
"Calm down. It was probably an animal. Nobody's going to kill us. Why would they? Besides, I've seen homeless people up here in the foothills before, from time to time. Not very often, but a couple of times. They find little clearings where they can make a camp and hang out and sleep, without the cops coming around and hassling them. You saw some of those beggars last week when we went to lunch, remember? You almost ran over that old guy wearing all of those coats with your bike when you went around that corner. I don't think we have to worry. And besides, if it was someone out here to get us we would have heard a car start up and take off down the street. Sloan is obviously over it. Look- she's already gone back to sleep. C'mon, let's get back to some tasty cock sucking and forget about it."
But what I didn't tell Jake was that I didn't actually think it was really an animal, and because whoever it was ran away, I wasn't going to worry about it since no one could get to us up here in the tree house anyway. Besides, whoever or whatever it was had taken off, I didn't think they would be back tonight. Tomorrow I'd bring out my BB gun and keep it up here. Maybe I'd bring out my baseball bat, too, just in case.
***Hope everybody liked this chapter. It was a fun one to write. Thanks to everybody who has emailed me with advice and encouragement. Flip 1977.flip@gmail.com