Sorry to have taken so long coming out with this one, guys. A lot of things have come up. I have two parts for you today. It may be a few more than daylight before I get out the last two part, but I 'm working on it.

If you are not into gay or b/b, please do n't bother reading this. I can prognosticate that you 'll be disappointed.

***





I woke an minute later, spooned behind Tyler with an arm over his waist the way a kid sleeps with a teddy bear. He was sleeping back against me like a very capacity teddy bear.

Love between teenaged boys is often rooted in friendship and fellowship, and I had never had a good Quaker early than Jason. Now Tyler was more than just a friend. Sex at that age is a huge escapade, one we were on together. His body was a wonder to me, and mine seemed to be to him. The two of us, alone and away from the disapprobation of peers and society, had found that blink of an eye, reliable liaison son are capable of when they discover that connecting their bodies can connect their hearts.

My centre, as I lay spooned behind Tyler, felt as rich and tender as Tyler 's body felt against my venter and leg. I lifted my read/write head to look him over one Thomas More metre. He was beautiful, from the pale cream semblance of his fleshy butt to the blue-blooded curve of his specify hips to the ruddy pink of the cock and balls which looked so big on his slender consistency. His tan had a golden hue which made the smoothness of his skin flavor warm. His lean lines and his boyish scent, and his food colour made me think, `` golden boy. '' I laid my head back down and nuzzled happily into the back of his whisker, enjoying the aroma of it.

John Tyler stirred. `` You horny again ? '' he asked sleepily.

'' No, '' I said, rubbing my lap into his cigarette so that he would finger that I was only semi-hard. `` I like lying naked together, '' I told him. I brushed my brim behind his ear. `` You 've got a perfect body. ``

'' We had this discussion, '' he murmured sleepily. `` We agreed that you were the one with the perfective tense body, '' he said.

'' Bullshit ! '' I murmured into the back of his neck.

He took the forearm I had over his waistline and tucked my manus between his legs. I cupped his balls and felt his flaccid cock against my wrist. ``

Feeling his dick against the spiritualist hide inside my wrist did originate my dick swelling. It slid up on John Tyler 's butt.

He hummed pleasantly at my fondling and rolled onto his back inside my arms, lifting and dropping his legs over my hips. He opened his stifle wider and rubbed my hand between his legs using both of his. `` I love your helping hand, '' he said with a sleepy grin.

'' My deal loves you, '' I said, nuzzling in to his nerve. His dick thickened under my wrist.

'' What do you want to do today ? '' he asked.

'' It 's already three in the afternoon, '' I said. I pulled my header back from him. `` Do n't you entail, what do we want to do with what 's left of the day ? ``

'' We could go to the mall, '' he suggested. `` We can hang out together and everybody would know we 're ally. Hey ! '' his heart lit up. `` We could go see a picture show and cause out in the back of the theater. ``

'' Yeah, right. ``

'' Seriously, '' he said. `` I wan na do that sometime. ``

'' Yeah, in a movie that no one else is going to see, '' I said. `` I have another idea. We could take over Jason 's Cobra and the two of us could head over to the motocross track. ``

His centre lit up.

'' Or, I could turn off my dad 's outside security cameras and we could go skinny dipping, '' I added as an alternative.

His mouth dropped. `` In broad day ? ``

I shrugged. `` No one else is here and no one can see into our yard. We 'll just wear our swimsuits down to the pool and select them off in the water. That way they 'll be Handy if anybody shows up. Jase and I and some of his buddies used to do that all the time. ``

'' Really ? ``

'' Why not ? It 's our puddle. ``

'' Did you guys spring fuckup ? ``

'' All the fourth dimension. You know the filter outlets, where the piss burgeon forth back into the pool ? That feels literal good on a boo-boo. We used to each get in movement of one and let the super C to screw up on our pratfall till we came, you know, dry cum -- That was before we could shoot sperm cell, so it 's been a while since we did that. ``

'' Did you ever, you know, masturbate each other ? ``

'' Nah. We never touched each other. '' I poked his ribs. `` I will touch you, though. ``

Tyler 's brow furrowed. `` What about Jason ? What if he comes back home plate ? ``

I propped my read/write head up on my elbow and slew my fondling hand up Tyler 's nearly erect peter. I shrugged. `` He 's going to consume to get used to seeing us together, '' I said.

'' I do n't get laid,"Tyler said doubtfully."He 's pissed right now. And what if he brings other guys here. I do n't require EVERYBODY to know about us. ``

'' We 'd hear or see them in sentence, if we 're careful. And as for Jason being pissed, '' I said, frowning, `` He 's going to have to get over it. ``

'' But we do n't have to make water him off, Brock, '' Tyler said `` Jason is my friend, or he was. We're on the same swim team and we have the like friends. ``

'' Yeah, I know. '' I sighed and rolled to my spine. `` But now that he knows, I just want him to admit it. I don't want him to hate me because I'm gay, and I'm not giving you up. ``

John Tyler rolled over to face me. `` He looks up to you, dude. He told me about you the initiatory day we met on swim team. He told me about how sang-froid you were and bragged about how mean you two are. Do n't you think he 'll come around ? ``

Tyler saw my reflection sadden, and he laid his helping hand on my stomach. `` You 're worried are n't you ? ``

I shrugged. `` Yeah. ``

Tyler rubbed my belly and cocked his leg over mine. `` Sorry, '' he said.

I wrapped an arm behind his rachis and pulled him closer. His naked body soothed my anxiety. `` I 'm not sorry -- not about you and me, '' I told him. `` Just about Jason. '' I drew my fingers up his spine. `` It 's easily to leave about everything else when I 'm with you. '' I smiled. `` Especially when we 're having sex. ``

'' I 'll holler my mom, '' he said. `` You wanted me to sleepover, and you need me with you tonight. ``

'' Yeah. ``

He grinned and kissed me, then twisted back off me to nibble up the telephone which I kept beside my bed. While he dialed to ring his mom, he was arched back from me and his botch pointed up his stretched stomach.

'' Hi, Mom, '' he said.

I grabbed his pecker and gave it a firm squeeze, and President Tyler gasped.

'' Oh, zilch, Mom. I stubbed my toe, '' he said, trying to commit his articulatio coxae back, but I did n't let go.

Tyler stiffled a giggle and tried grabbing my wrist with his free script. `` Mom, '' he said, struggling to keep open his voice calm, `` I 'm gon na sleep over at Jason and Brock 's again tonight, okay ? We 're going to get a big pond tournament. '' He flashed me a grin, then frowned as I started stroking him. He tried to get my hired hand away, and then grabbed my carpus firmly to check me. `` Mom, '' he said. `` Do n't occupy. It 's just us guys. I can borrow a variety of dress if I need to. Jason 's should fit. Or I could borrow Brock 's. He 's got a big hind end, so his shorts would be loose on me. '' He grinned.

I raised my eyebrows and fast stroked him. Tyler hummed luxuriously and almost silently.

'' Thanks, Mom, '' he said in a strained part. `` See you tomorrow. '' He hung up the earphone and with a shout, tried to push me onto my back. We wrestled back and forth, rolling off the bed onto the flooring with a thud.

Tyler jumped up. `` concluding one to the pond gets fucked ! '' he yelled, heading naked for the doorway with his boner wagging.

'' postponement ! '' I hollered, scrambling to my feet. `` Let me turn off the outside surety tv camera first and grab my swimwear, just in case someone shows up. ``

Tyler paused, barely. `` I 'll catch mine from Jason 's room, '' he said, and took off. Damn, he looked good running naked.

I pulled my swimwear off a towel bar in my can and ran for the security press on the maiden floor. As I opened the door to lean in, Jason passed me coming off the stairs. I powered off the arrangement, slammed the door, and headed for the back doors. Jason paused there, but did n't let me catch up. He flung the doors loose and ran out with me on his heals. `` Last one in the pool gets fucked ! '' he repeated.

'' First one in the pool gets fucked ! '' I hollered back.

That did n't slow him down. He tossed his swimming brief onto a chairman and dive into the pool on the run. I was only a few feet behind him. I tossed my lawsuit with his, dove in, and caught him by the foot. We grappled. At starting time, it was the normal kind of wrestling guys do. When I tossed Tyler back over my berm and into the H2O he scrambled onto my back, wrapping his legs around my waist and his blazon over my shoulders. I dove under, and reaching back, I tried dislodging him, but he clung tightly.

I managed to muscle him around to my front. Our legs tangled. We rolled. We were still under piss, and I was running out of breath. Struggling to unloosen myself, I got to my feet only long enough to catch a breath before Tyler wrestled me down again.

We went on that way for several second, starting to get boners when our body tangled, starting to lose them when struggling operose. We wound up mid-pool when Tyler backed me against the paries and covered my mouthpiece with his. As his spit probed into my mouth, I grabbed under his posterior, pulling our natation packages together. I extended my pegleg out from the bulwark and Tyler 's legs fell outside mine so that underwater, he straddled my lap. Resting his hired hand on my shoulders, he leaned back and smiled. I kept my postponement on his hip joint to keep us together.

'' Who 's your pet vocalist ? '' he asked.

I told him, and we launched into one of those give-and-take new friends have about front-runner Song and creative person and movies and so on. It struck me as almost queer that we were talking about things like that after becoming buff because that kind of discussion usually comes before. I do n't get it on how long we talked like that with Tyler comfortably astride my lap, but eventually, I started to cool down from inactivity, so holding President Tyler to me by his stern, I walked us around in the H2O. He kept cargo deck of the tops of my berm and we talked, growing enthusiastic when we agreed, laughing and teasing when we did not. Conversations like that are always best when your orb and dicks are resting together.

I backed him against the wall at a profundity were one of the filtration jets would goose him. Tyler 's eye flew capable and he smirked. `` Oh, those blue jet ? '' he asked.

'' Yep. '' I let go of his hips, stood him up, and turned him around to face the wall. Cupping his nut to protect them with one bridge player, I used the other to point his dick in the sharp period of piss, and I pushed his pelvic arch forward with my own so that I could get his dick well into it. He grasped my forearms and looked down to watch me work his dick. He grew hard.

Tyler moaned and laid his principal back on my shoulder. I aimed his bastard right into the flow rate, knowing how much that could stimulate.

'' Umph ! '' he backed his pelvis. `` That 'll make me come. '' He stepped to the incline. `` Here, you do it. Get yours hard, too. '' He pushed me in front of the jet and then reached around to grab my tool like I had done his. When he did, his hard-on pressed against my stub. I thought he might want to put it in, but once I was hard, he turned me around and disappeared under the body of water, where his sassing closed over my dick.

Holding me by the hips, he bobbed on my tool, then came up for air with a grin. `` I wanted to try that, '' he said."At swim squad, coming up on the wall, if early guys are already there, their software package are floating and I've just wanted to drown my face into them."He took another breath and went back under. As he sucked this time, he grabbed my buns in his hands and lifted my feet off the behind. Then with his weapons system wrapped under the modest of my vertebral column, he lifted my hip to the airfoil and came off my prick as it broke the surface. `` Up periscope ! '' he called, pressing his chest between my legs. He slung back his wet hair. My dick, however, plopped up my belly as soon as he released it.

So Tyler took it back into his sassing and backed us through the water to where the profundity was at his chest of drawers floor. He held me afloat with his blazon under the low of my back and he sucked. I relaxed and enjoyed.

Tyler walked us back and forth. Beneath the airfoil, he rubbed a finger in my wisecrack and finding my opening, he inserted it. I arched and John Tyler bobbed on my hawkshaw while wiggling his digit inside me. He moved us to the shallow end and backed me to the footfall. I found financial support on my cubitus on the moment step. President Tyler released my dick from his back talk and straightened up between my leg. He moved his pelvic arch forward and I felt his dickhead probe for my first step. So I reached down between my pegleg, grabbed his dick, and guided it to the berth. Tyler pushed in and I lay back, a little less relaxed, perhaps, but mellow.

President Tyler thrust slowly, going deeper. When he really started to get into it, every time he pulled my rose hip against his thrust, I sloshed forward and back. `` Let me grow over, '' I said.

Tyler smiled slyly and pulled my bottom tightly to his lap. `` Okay, '' he said, giving my hips a plait. `` bend over. '' Obviously, he wanted to stay inside me while I rotated on his cock.

I thought, why not, and pulling my articulatio genus up, I cooperated as he turned me over by rotating my rose hip. I held onto the steps for support, and once he had me floating on my tum, I extended my stage out to either slope of Tyler 's rose hip. He pulled me tight and ground in, pulling me off the steps. For the future several minutes, he walked me around in waist deep water, either holding me up by my articulatio coxae or with an arm under my waistline. I sculled up with my helping hand to catch intimation, but otherwise, just relaxed and enjoyed the feel of his leg against the back of mine and his hawkshaw moving around inside me.

guy rope like an element of the experimental in sex, something mutant like, something fun. Maybe that 's why guy wire are always sticking their dicks into so many new place. Anyway, this was a new emplacement, and Tyler seemed to like me hanging on his dick.

Eventually he took me to the side of the pool where I could snaffle onto the wall to breathe, and where I could get leverage to push my arse back for him. I planted my feet on the bottom, and Tyler molded his body to my back. He wrapped his arms under my belly and chest, and used his palms to find my abs working as I bucked for him. He thrust. He sucked on the side of my neck. And somehow, John Tyler managed to take in it finger like he was climbing all over my back while all the metre grinding his tool up my butt.

Abruptly, his arms tightened hard around my breast and belly. He drove as far up inside me as he could. His cock throbbed inside my sphincter muscle. My own dick grew even harder, especially as I thought about it being my turn.

As John Tyler relaxed and slid off my cover, I pulled him around in front of me, bent him over the pool wall, and guided my cock between his butt nerve. I found his entering, and drove in.

It did n't take long for me to come as well. When I did, I remained inside him. Holding his butt to my lap, I pulled him off the wall slowly backed to the steps where I sat back with him leaning back against me.

I gently washed his belly with pool water and kissed the slope of his neck. My peter slipped out from inside him. He rested back against me, and I held him. I felt content.

'' I do n't get it, '' Jason said sharply.

Tyler and I jumped. President Tyler quickly pulled away from me. I had forgotten to determine the business firm, and to listen for others coming rest home. Jason stood over us frowning.

'' You just do n't give care who sees you, do you ? '' he demanded.

'' We were watching the house, '' I lied. `` And I was listening for auto. '' I looked around him. `` Anyone else with you ? ``

'' Lucky for you, no, '' Jason said.

I forced a smiling. `` Care to swim with us ? ``

'' No, '' he said sharply. He turned and started back toward the house, stopped, and came back the few steps he had taken. `` I noticed the security measures cameras were off when I got rest home. I turned them back on. ``

My mouth dropped.

'' Do n't worry, '' he said. `` I 've got the tape. '' He started to twist again, but stopped one to a greater extent time. `` I 'm going to Kaitlin's family, '' he announced, and then he did leave .