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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Teen_Beach_Movie
  Relationship:
      Brady/Tanner_(Teen_Beach_Movie)
  Character:
      Brady_(Teen_Beach_Movie), Tanner_(Teen_Beach_Movie)
  Additional Tags:
      First_Time, Uncircumcised_Penis, Rough_Sex, Frottage, Docking,
      Barebacking
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-04-15 Completed: 2015-08-10 Chapters: 14/14 Words: 34505
****** Sandstorm ******
by nsam85
Summary
     Inside Wet Side Story, Brady falls for Tanner, the lead actor. Tanner
     comes to terms with his sexuality with Brady's help. Starts off slow
     and long, but will eventually get hotter and hotter. Just be patient
     and you'll be pleased.(i hope)
Notes
     Been wanting to write a TBM fic for a while but just recently got
     around to actually publishing my ideas with some encouragement from a
     new friend. Pretty much follows the movie up to the "Like Me" scene,
     then from there is all different.
See the end of the work for more notes
***** Movie Magic *****
"Where the hell did everyone go?" he thought looking around, noticing the beach
all of a sudden didn't look the same.
Frowning, he glanced to his left, sure he would see the beefy dark skinned life
guard that had blown the whistle to announce bad waters from earlier. Instead,
there were palm trees that didn't look...well...real. Standing up straight, he
was startled that he couldn't hear the waves crashing against the sand. There
was something strangely familiar with what he did hear. Instead of sea gulls or
people yelling, he heard what sounded like music. When he looked to the right,
trying to identify where it was coming from, he couldn't pick out an exact
location. It seemed to just exist.
Hearing a grumbling from Mac, he turned, expecting her to thank him for saving
her. After which, he assumed he would get a reward. But when he heard her
telling him off, he lost it. He complained that she wasn't being very thankful,
when had had the strangest since of deja vu. Pulling off his life jacket, he
sulked as he threw it down on top of the sand.
"Brady?" she said, sounding confused.
"Yea?"he grumbled, his pride hurt.
"Brady!" she said, sounding urgent and walking away from him.
Looking up, he was surprised to see a girl with a two piece pink bathing suit
spring into mid air ahead of them.
"Yeah?" he asked again, this time curious.
Moving forward, he had the strangest feeling he had seen her before. They
crawled over to an upside down boat and peered over it. There was a fairly
large group of teens a few yards in front of them. Beach balls, towels, and
inflatable objects were flung into the air with almost perfect sequenization.
All the teens were their age, but looked too attractive to be every day kids.
All the girls were wearing two piece bathing suits that looked from another
era. The boys were all shirtless and wore board shorts. What was really
strange, was that no one had any fat on them, or acne, anything that would give
the impression of every day teens.
Suddenly two individuals did back flips and were immediately followed by two
more. Hearing lyrics amongst the music that came from every where, he
recognized the song. Though he couldn't think where he had heard it before, he
had a feeling that he was in for a treat. A Studebaker came into view off to
the left. Glancing over, he watched as a door was flung open and a teen guy
jumped out. Looking inside, the boy whooped and watched as a large group of
teens jumped out right behind him. Brady's mouth dropped when at least ten or
eleven individuals came out of the vehicle, when there was only enough room for
maybe half that number.
The last to jump out of the car was a stud. Well, he guessed it was a stud.
From his point of view, all he could see was a pair of board shorts and a white
shirt unbuttoned. His skin looked very tan from the sun he apparently got all
the time. Hands on his hips, the boy turned and followed the others to a
specific area a few yards in front of Mac and himself. His chest was toned, but
not with too many muscles. Though he didn't appear to have much chest hair, he
could see a nice treasure trail below his belly button. Beside him, Mac was
saying something, sounding hysterical, but he really couldn't care less. His
eyes were glued on the guy that had halted a few yards away.
Standing, he walked around the boat and stopped just behind the guy and a midst
all the commotion. Mac followed him and they both stared as the guy started to
sing with the music that came from he didn't know where. Bobbing his head like
some bird, he strutted forward and brought his right hand up to move aside some
invisible strand of hair away from his face. Pulling off his open shirt, he let
it fall to the sand. Brady could just make out the guys' arm pit hair sticking
out as he lifted his surf board out of the sand and towards his torso. Still
singing, he ran past him them holding his board to the side of his body.
Halfway through a phrase, he turned his head to look back at them. Briefly, he
was sure their eyes had met. Liking what he saw, he turned and raised an
eyebrow, getting the feeling the guys glance was more than just polite
curiosity.
Brady wasn't gay, not at all. He was however, bisexual, but not open about it.
He had never gone all the way with a guy, but wanted to try it. He had already
had sex with a few girls, even Mac several times. To tell the truth, sex with
her wasn't that enjoyable. Sure, it was better than his hand, but that was
pretty much a given. He'd gotten a few blow jobs from a couple of guys, but
that didn't happen very often even though he returned the favor. Well, that
didn't happen very often from either guys or girls. They never said why, but he
knew it was because he was uncircumcised.
He hated the stigmata of his dick being dirty and ugly. That's the way guys
were suppose to look, natural. A friend had once said he should just go through
the surgery and his sex life would get even better. He had glared at the
friend, who didn't see why he looked so mad. Calming down, he had told him that
wasn't going to happen, or that it would ever happen. Shrugging, the friend
just said he would be in the minority then. Sadly, that prediction had come
true. Since then, he had only met one other guy that was intact.
The sound of all the teens breaking into perfectly choreographed song broke
through his daydreams. Looking on, they were dancing as if they had rehearsed
the movement many times to get it all right. Smirking, he turned to Mac and
pretended to dance just like them from behind two standing surf boards behind
everyone. She didn't look amused or interested. Gritting his teeth, he turned
back to watch the show. Suddenly, a light went on in his brain as he finally
recognized the tune. It was from one of his favorite movies, which incredibly
he just watched a couple hours ago...Wet Side Story. He hadn't realized that
what this was because these kids weren't the ones that had been in the movie.
Ahead, he watched the guy spinning in the sand and ending with his fingers
pointed at some invisible director. To the side, everyone was on beach towels
and kicking their feet together in rhythm while a couple others were singing
and pointing at something in their hands, again looking at something invisible.
He was stumped with how they had magically appeared on the towels when he
hadn't looked away or even notice them move. As he was trying to figure this
out, the group all had beach balls and were bouncing them together while
singing. Again, he had detected no movement that signaled their change in
location.
"Movie magic..." he thought.
Shaking his head, he decided to just forget how that could have happened and
turned to Mac, but paused as the guy suddenly had the pink bathing suit wearing
girl on his shoulders. Two other couples were on either side of him, mimicking
the same movements exactly. For some reason, he felt jealous the girl was
touching him. She jumped off his shoulders and they looked at each other in a
way that was so creepy. Turning back to Mac, he decided to tell her his theory.
"We're in the movie." he said.
"What movie?" she asked.
"My movie, Wet Side Story." he said excitedly, already planning to join the
fun.
"What? How? Why?" she asked, completely baffled.
"All viable questions."he said, getting ready to head to where he knew would be
an open spot.
"What do we do?" she asked, again sounding understandably confused.
"Have fun!" Wooo!" he said, raising his hands and taking his spot at the end of
the line of teens, not even bothering to look back to see if she followed.
He jumped and turned in time with the teens in the line across the sand.
Noticing they were passing a bucket of water, he remembered the line "make a
splash" so he knew what he was suppose to do next. Taking hold of the bucket
from the girl beside him, he turned and emptied the water directly at Mac's
face. Stepping back from her sputtering lips, he turned to run but found the
miming his movements. Hearing names, he glanced to the right and noticed they
were shouting their names after ducking under a limbo pole. Backing away, he
followed suit and was surprised Mac joined in, though a little late.
What followed was an intricately choreographed dance routine with each person
holding onto their own surf board. Though he didn't get it all right, he sure
did better than Mac. By the end, she had fallen onto the sand panting from the
vigorous dance routine. Grinning, he walked over to her and helped her up.
Glaring at him, she looked forward and began to walk in the same direction as
the large group of teens. Looking up, he noticed the lead guy looking at him
with curiosity. Feeling himself blush, he was glad the guy had turned and
entered a small hut with a sign reading "Big Mama's" beside it.
It didn't occur to him until they were heading for the doorway of the hut that
he already knew the guys name. Sure the guy was the main character, he guessed
his name was Tanner. Turning back, he pushed his elbow out, as if for her to
lock their arms together as they entered the building She huffed and without a
word, they walked through the doorway. Inside, he felt his jaw drop. The area
was huge, at least the size of a large restaurant. Way too big to be housed
inside that little building the outside had shown.
"Movie magic." he thought again.
Ahead, he noticed Tanner sitting at the bar, looking their way. Not sure if he
was staring at them or something else, he made his way forward. There were two
or three steps just a few yards inside the entrance that led to a large open
depression in the floor. The area was perfect for dancing. The group of surfers
from the beach were talking excitedly in the space as Mac and himself
approached them. Deciding to make the first move, he greeted them as if they
had been friends forever.
Silence followed, and he suddenly wondered if he said something that was out of
line, or not right for the era they were now in. He tried to explain where they
were from at the exact same time Mac did. Each of their statements contradicted
each other, so he changed his wording to match hers. Unbelievably, she did the
same. A dark skinned boy, called a name out and immediately a guy joined the
small group. Brady smirked, knowing how the guy was going to respond. After
every word, the boy would repeat it, but would bark it out in a way that made
everyone jump.
As he began to negotiate their way through, the sound of motorcycles filled the
air from all around. Knowing what this meant, he grinned and pulled Mac to the
side as the roar of the engines increased from outside. A guy wearing a jacket
walked through the doors and took out a small comb and ran it through his hair,
even though it looked just fine. Two girls walked through another opening, one
blowing a large pink bubble she was chewing on, and the other was staring
haughtily into space.
He explained to Mac what was going on when two guys held open the swinging
doors to the building as a motorcycle actually came through the doorway.
Sitting atop the bike, a guy with black sunglasses shut the engine off and
threw his helmet off to the right. A cat cried out in pain as the helmet
apparently landed on it. Two girls that were obviously part of the bikers'
group stood a short distance apart at the bottom of the stairs to the open area
the surfers had fled from.
The biker walked down the stairs and paused between the two girls as the two
guys that had held open the swinging doors stood just behind them in a V
formation. Cracking his neck, he and his group made their way across the open
area of the restaurant as the guy that had combed his hair, and the two girls
that had entered first joined them where the surfers stood waiting in the
middle of the open space. Stopping only yards away, the bikers removed their
sunglasses. Brady grinned, anticipating what kind of accent they would be
talking in. He wasn't disappointed as they started retorting back and forth
with bad puns.
After a couple more heated verbal exchanges, the silence was broken as a voice
could be heard saying "excuse me" several times. No longer shirtless, Tanner
moved between his friends to get to the front of his own group. Those shorts he
was wearing were quite a bit shorter than those around him, not leaving much to
the imagination. His open shirt grazed against the people he was pushing
through, nipples becoming visible with every other step as he came to stand
next to a friend of his.
"What?" Brady heard Tanner say, in a cute and slightly higher pitched voice.
They stared at each other for a moment before Butchy said something and snapped
his fingers. Feeling giddy, he watched as a girl in a pink outfit dropped a
coin in a jukebox. Turning, he grinned widely at Mac as the girl in pink hit
the machine with her hips. Clicking sounds began to fill the room as the
surfers backed up and away from the bikers.
"Stand back." he told her.
"Why?" she asked.
"You'll see." he said in a low, yet still excited voice.
TANNER POV
Never seeing the blond guy before, he was intrigued. Their eyes met several
times within just the short amount of time he had first seen him. The guy sure
looked groovy. The moment the thought entered his brain, he did a mental shake.
Guys were not suppose to like other guys like that. Still, he couldn't help
letting his gaze shift slowly back over to him. This is until the roar of bike
engines filled the area. Gritting his teeth, he watched as the bikers entered
the place and march forward. The moment he heard Butchy telling Seacat he
planned to take over the hangout, he surged forward. Pushing through his
friends, he finally stood next to Seacat. Looking up, he stared at the guy, who
wasn't too bad looking, asked what he meant.
Standing back, he watched as the bikers began to do a number that explained the
way they were. Glancing across the room, he caught sight of the tall blond guy
standing next to a chick by a doorway. He was smiling and bobbing his head to
the movement the bikers were doing. Deciding to check him out a bit more,
Tanner backed out of the view of all the others and made his way around the
crowd to figure the stranger out. Just as he was getting close, they guy
smirked and backed into the shadows. Increasing his pace, he just had time to
notice movement off to his right. Catching a flash of blond, he aimed for where
he thought the guy would be.
Slowly, he watched the guy pulling clothing off a hook on the wall. It had
clearly been laid out for him because it was the perfect size and it was ready
to go. The boy pulled down his trunks and Tanner felt a stir of hardness creep
into his own trunks. His bare ass wasn't very tan, but it was toned nicely.
Probably a few inches taller, he turned around and stared at the clothes.
Luckily, Tanner was dark enough he hadn't been seen. Crotch fully exposed, he
looked at what this new guy was packing. A thick dark blond forest of pubes
surrounded the uncut penis before him. The foreskin completely covered the head
unlike his own. His foreskin barely covered the head, and when hard, was
completely pushed back to the shaft. In the darkness, he couldn't tell what the
exact size was, though he was sure his own was bigger. Unconsciously, he
shifted forward a bit more for a better look. Looking up, it seemed Tanner was
close enough to be seen because the boy froze.
Their eyes met for a few moments, with the sound of music in the back ground.
The guy smirked and made as if to approach, but the lyrics of the music was now
coming from a girls voice. Making a pained face, the boy winked and pulled the
rest of the clothes on so fast he was out of his view before he had time to
reflect what had just happened. Shaking his head, he headed back to his friends
at the back of the building and watched as the boy joined in the singing with
the bikers. His voice was perfect, not too deep or high. Dancing seemed to come
easy to him as he joined the full ensemble on the open floor. Butchy emerged
with a guitar and suddenly, so did the boy. They played one after another,
ending with the guy grinning and leaning his back against Butchies for support.
For some reason, he felt jealous of the contact.
The song ended with the boy sliding across the floor, looking up at the chick
he had arrived with. She said something, to which he replied. Chuckling, she
shook her head and he blew out a breath of air as she crossed to him. Standing,
they walked shakily out of the building. Seacat was approaching him, along with
Rascal. Giggles came at him from the other side as the bikers dispersed to
different areas inside the building. Following them, they passed through the
swinging doors and exclaimed about the party that very night. Upon looking up,
he noticed the new guy and girl staring up at them. Before he could invite them
to the party, Seacat beat him to it.
"Oh, hey, we're having a shredder shindig tonight here at Big Momma's." he
called down to them.
"You should both make the scene!" Giggles added.
"Yeah, but-" the girl began
"Sounds blastin'!" the boy said, looking at him directly.
"Yeah! " he said to them
" Hey, cowabunga! Woo!" the four of them said excitedly.
"Radical! Woo!" said the boy.
They left, though he stared back at the guy and was sure he was being eyed the
same way. Once home, he entered walked through the living room and on into his
own room. He jumped sideways and landed perfectly on his bed. Observing the
space, he took note of the walls all around him. Many lei's hung all over, some
multi-colored and some just one plain. A lava lamp stood on a desk and sitting
against a wall was his guitar. Sighing, he rocked forward until he was able to
grab a hold of the neck and pull it close enough to swing over his chest.
Guitar in hand, he sat up and strummed a few notes looking out the only window
of his small room.
He could not get the new guy out of his mind, but kept think about when their
eyes had met. When the boy caught him looking, he didn't freak out, but seemed
to not think any thing of it. Tanner knew he was a pretty cool cat. If he were
as good looking as that he wouldn't mind either. Well, that wasn't true. He was
just as good looking as the blond. Being a tad taller didn't give him that much
of an edge. Never having done anything with anyone, he didn't quite know how to
proceed. It was clear he found dudes more attractive than chicks. Of course,
from what he'd heard all over the news is that if someone liked their own
gender it was a sign of illness.
Standing, he walked over to his full length mirror. Looking at himself, he
smirked and winked at his reflection, almost expecting it to answer back. He
felt fine, and he looked better. There was no way he was sick, so the news
reports must be wrong. Closing his door, he pulled his open shirt off and
stared at his toned and tanned chest. Not much chest hair, but he did have a
bit traveling below his navel to his crotch. Glancing back at the door, he made
a decision and kicked the rest of his clothing to the floor.
His dick was soft, but very ample. The dark foreskin almost completely covered
the head of his penis. Though his nuts weren't big, they did hang rather low. A
dark frosting of hair covered his entire groin. Turning, he looked at his butt
in the mirror. His leg muscles and gluts were large, making his ass nice and
round. Stepping out with his right foot, he pulled his cheeks apart and eyed
his pink hole in the mirror. Reaching back, he pushed his thumb at the puckered
opening. Feeling his dick begin to grow, he turned sideways and watched his
member harden completely. Slowly, he moved his hand back and forth along the
length.
Hearing a knock from some where outside, he jumped and dug into his drawers
until he found some nice clothes to wear to the party. Pulling on a dark brown
shirt and short light tan pants, he was set. Funnily enough, his hair never
seemed to mess up. Exiting his room, he went into the bathroom and brushed his
teeth. Smiling at himself, he headed over to the party. Just before he entered,
he once more saw the new guy smiling at him. Receiving an equally broad smile,
he went inside and sat down next to his friends.
The place was more crowded than usual, the bikers decided to join in the
activities. Though, they mainly just walked through the crowd and swiped
someone's bottle of soda, tried it themselves, the handed it to someone else
who was not the owner of the drink. Tanner eyed Butchy, taking note of his
large pectorals when he finally sat down in a booth. His sister sat with him
and talked to the group easily. He guessed she was a hot chick, though he
didn't find her sexually attractive.
Hearing his name called, he perked up and looked around. Seacat and a couple
others were standing on the raised platform at the edge of the large open area.
Too far away to hear what he wanted, he stood and made his way over to him.
Lifting up a guitar, he urged him to pick up the pace. Nodding, he pushed
through, still making sure not to bump into anyo-He jumped slightly, feeling a
hand actually palmed and then rested against his butt. The act was deliberate,
not an accident. Turning slightly, he noticed the blond guy walking away with
the chick he was with earlier. Tilting his head to the side, he waited for the
guy to make eye contact. This time, he was disappointed as the guy just kept
walking. Feeling slightly let down, he guessed it must have been an accident.
"Tanner!" said Seacat, much louder.
"What?" he said, forgetting why he had made his way over here in the first
place.
Holding up the guitar higher, Seacat just grinned. Matching the grin, he
hurried over and joined him on the platform. Grabbing it, he immediately began
to sing and play with his friends behind him. After a couple more songs, Lela
raised an eyebrow, wanting to take the stage. He nodded and jumped off the
stage as she took his place. Making his way back to his seat, he looked around
for the new guy. When no flash of blond hair was visible, he sighed and watched
Lela sing a nice ballad. She had a beautiful voice and it warmed his heart
enough to make him relax.
As her song was about to end, she tripped and began to fall. Standing, he
rushed over but ran into a dark haired girl head on. Expecting to hear a
scream, he looked up to see the blond guy holding Lela. Feeling a bit jealous,
he looked at the girl in front of him. It was the chick that had been close to
the new guy.
"Nice of you to drop in." he said to the girl with a soft smile.
"Umm, sorry, didn't see you." she said flustered.
"Now that you do, do you like what you see?" he asked, knowing she would.
"Sure..." she replied absentmindedly.
"It's really nice to meet you." he said genuinely, trying to be polite.
"Excuse me for just one second." she said, eyeing the guy who was holding Lela.
"Brady, can I have a moment? A really quick, important moment." she said,
pulling him aside.
"Excuse me Lela." he said and followed her.
Finally knowing the new guys' name, he felt happier and watched as the two
exited the building. It seemed the party had ended abruptly. Everyone was just
staring around, not sure what to do next. He felt the same as the others, as if
something was wrong. After a few moments, he shrugged and headed to the stage
and grabbed the guitar. Deciding to see where Brady went, he pushed through the
crowd and looked around outside. Seeing no one, he sighed and walked over a
gazebo and began strumming his guitar. Hearing footsteps, he looked up and
smiled as the new girl approached.
"Of course not. I'd wanna join me, too." he replied instantly. "So, hey, I've
never seen a chick quite like you."
"Chick? Really?" she scoffed with a smirk."Hold on while I lay some eggs." she
finished with a chuckle
"Okay." he said, confused.
"No, that was, um...Never mind. Thank you for the compliment." she said with a
sad smile.
They talked for a bit more until he saw Brady approaching Lela. Standing, they
made short talk. Brady asked what he was doing later. Inviting him to play pool
with his friends, he was ecstatic when he accepted. Lela invited Mack to her
sleep over and they left. With the girls gone, he led Brady back into the
building and toward the pool table. He hadn't realized how tall he had been
until he rested his elbow on his shoulder. Sitting, they talked about what they
did for fun and the subject finally made it's way around to girls. Though he'd
much rather talk about anything else, his four other friends to the side broke
into song.
Brady s' POV
Finally, he'd gotten rid of Mack and was able to talk to Tanner. He had been
stupid to catch Lela when she fell, forgetting that it was the turning point
for the entire movie. Still, nothing could be helped about it now. Sitting on
the the pool table, he jumped when four guys began to sing out of nowhere. Just
after the first phrase, he already knew what the song was and how to proceed.
Having joined the bikers during their number earlier, he was more than happy to
join Tanner and his friends. The four guys were lined up shoulder to shoulder,
pushing forward and gesturing with their hands in sequence at each new phrase
 ♪'  When you meet  a girl you like  ♪ , you should take my advice ♪
At this point, Tanner, who had been sitting on the edge of the table, stood
abruptly and jumped atop the table in two quick moves wearing a smirk. His
crotch was literally only inches away from his face as he rotated his hips
around to the right as he climbed on. Not able to help himself, he looked
intensely at Tanner's crotch, sure he'd noticed something swing back and forth
with the jerky movements. Tanner's arms opened and came to rest with his right
hand holding his chin. An eyebrow raised and a sweet smile forming as his
golden voice echoed with vibrato around the room.
♪ Girls like boys, like me ♪
In his mind, Brady was struck with what that might mean in his own time. Girls
tended to like gay guys more than straight guys at first, finding them funner
and easier to talk to, not having to worry about them getting into their pants.
Though, he didn't think that applied to this situation, it was still the 60's
and he doubted that Tanner was even gay. That didn't stop him from crushing on
him though. Even as he stood to join him atop the pool table, music erupted
from everywhere. Tanner clapped his hands in rhythm on the table as he stood
next to him.
♪ Ooh-ooh ooh ooh ♪ Ooh-ooh ooh ooh ♪
 
He bit his lip in hilarity as Tanner's arms parted like a diva and then thrust
back in against his chest as if holding something close while his right hip
dipped down with every beat. Folding his own arms, he waited for Tanner's line
to finish before he joined in.
♪ Take the lead, she likes it when you're in control ♪
Tanner sang, looking forward at an invisible camera.
♪Let her breathe, chill out, and go with the flow♪
He joined in, pulling his shirt slightly apart at the top below his collar,
feeling air rushing underneath the fabric. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw
Tanner looking up at him with his mouth slightly apart as he opened his shirt a
little as if wanting to see more skin.
♪Make all the plans, don't be impolite♪
Tanner jumped off the table as he joined him on the floor.
♪ I know what girls, know what girls ♪
He began dancing with the beat passionately while Tanner just looked forward
with a sultry expression across his face as they ended the phrase together.
♪ Yeah, I know what girls like ♪
Amazingly, he heard the girls singing as if they stood right by them. Looking
up, he was startled to see half of the room in the building now resembled a
girls bedroom. The girls were singing and dancing along with them. Strangely,
the guys didn't even seem to notice the change. Still, he joined in, kissing
his arm muscles and ending with his right arm across Tanner's shoulders as the
phrase ended.
♪ A quick glance, bat your eyes and look away ♪
♪ Take a chance, why not ask him on a date ♪
♪ Pick up the check, no, bake him a pie ♪
♪ I know what boys, know what boys... ♪
♪ Yeah, I know what boys like ♪
Unbelievably, Brady watched as Mack tossed a pie and Tanner catch it out of
nowhere. He looked so excited as he dipped his finger into the pie and brought
the white frosting to his lips. Hit bit his lip as he considered how dirty that
sounded in his mind. Shaking his head, he stood in place and danced as the four
back ground singers ran around him and disappeared behind a wall of foldible
wardrobe panels with their heads just visible. He had the impression that both
rooms would be visible and each group dancing and singing in rhythm to the
music.
♪ I know what girls like, you know what I mean ♪
♪ I know what boys like, boys like girls like me ♪
♪ I know what girls like, girls like boys like me ♪
♪ I know what boys like, boys like girls like me ♪
A boy suddenly shouted "Like me", then a girl as it switched from one gender to
another several times before they reverted back to song.
♪Hang with the guys♪
♪Don't let her know how much you care♪
♪Look in her eyes♪
♪And tell her even if you're scared♪
He found himself brushing his blond hair out of his eyes and finally winked at
something invisible just as the others had done. He hadn't realized he had done
this without thinking as Tanner came up to him and said
"You got it wrong!" but it still sounded like the voice was synthesized or
something. Automatically, retorted back with the same effect.
"No, I got it right!" Immediately the grasped hands began an arm wrestling
match in the air. Tanner was short, but his arms had more muscle and easily
over powered him, which was surprising. Brushing it off, he joined in as the
speaking came out in song once more.
♪I know what girls, know what girls...♪
♪Yeah, I know what girls like♪
♪Stretch pants, cute sweater and sweet perfume♪
Without warning, the guys had surrounded him and held up clothing in front of
him. From behind, he felt a hand palm his ass for a bit with force. Mind going
blank for a moment, he was happy he didn't have to sing, for he was dumb
struck. Glancing to his right, he noticed the girls standing together around
Mack.
♪Don't dress for him♪
♪It's better when you dress for you♪
Taking hold of the clothes the guys had in front of him, he tossed them to the
side.
- I keep it loose. - My outfit is tight.
♪I know what boys, know what boys...♪
His group stood with the legs apart and swayed from side to side. Grinning, he
felt the hand still planted on his ass but didn't care.
♪Yeah, I know what boys like♪
The guys marched forward, all but Tanner wearing dark sunglasses and suddenly
wearing green Hawaiian shirts. Turning his head, he was surprised to see Tanner
right next to him even though he had been quite a distance away just a moment
earlier.
♪I know what girls like, you know what I mean♪
Then, standing next to him, Tanner placed his shades over his eyes and brought
them down half way so just the tops of his eyes were visible. The act was so
adorable and out of place he smirked as their lines continued.
♪I know what boys like, boys like girls like me♪
♪I know what girls like, girls like boys like me♪
He danced to the side as Tanner pointed both thumbs at himself, still wearing
the shades and his broad white smile spread across his face.
♪I know what boys like, boys like girls like me♪
Then the whole alternating "Like Me " lines passed around the groups. The deep
base beat went silent as Lela and Mack sang softly, with Tanner and himself
following suit while some unknown force blew air directly at them, causing
their hair to flutter dramatically.
♪All the boys, they try to woo me♪
♪The more they chase me, the more I resist♪
♪All the girls, they think I'm groovy♪
♪There's only one girl that's on my list♪
The folding wardrobe panels slowly lowered as three of the back ground guys
walked forward to microphnes planted atop them, at the same time the girls
mirrored their actions. The boys bobbed their heads while the girls did a side
step hip dip as the base beat returned.
♪I know what girls like, girls like boys like me♪
♪I know what boys like, boys like girls like me♪
♪I know what girls like, girls like boys like me♪
♪Ooh-ooh ooh ooh. Ooh-ooh ooh ooh♪
♪I know what boys like, boys like girls like me♪
♪I know what girls like, girls like boys like me♪
I know what boys like, boys like girls like me♪
I know what girls like, girls like boys like me♪
Before he knew it, the song ended. Smiling, he looked over to see what Mack
thought. It seemed with the song gone, so had the split rooms. Instead, he
looked at a blank wall next to a few chairs. Shaking his head, he looked around
and wondered where to go. Sighing, he walked out of the building, suddenly feel
lonely and depressed without the peppy music.
"You got a place to stay?" someone asked.
Turning, he met Tanners concerned gaze and shook his head. Grinning broadly,
Tanner tilted his head to the side and beckoned him to follow. Catching up,
they walked in silence across the beach and down an empty street. He wondered
what it would be like entered someone's house. The fantasy world he traveled to
had never went into detail about what each character did when not on camera.
Pointing, they walked to a small white house and up the steps to the front
door. The windows were all brightly lit, and there was a bit of music coming
from inside.
Opening the door, they walked into a large living room. Though there was many
lights on, their was no one else present. Tanner patted his back and went over
and sat in an armchair. Feeling kind of nervous, Brady followed and sat on the
end of a wicker couch. Looking around, there were pictures on the walls, but
where the faces should be were only blurred images. Frowning, he gave him an
odd looking.
"What?" he asked.
"Do you live alone?" he asked, perplexed.
"No." he chuckled. "My parents are away on business. Don't know when they'll be
back, soon I hope." he finished.
Nodding, he relaxed, or tried to, but his mind kept going back to his ass
getting caressed through the song.
"Are you and Mack together?"he asked suddenly, looking completely at ease.
"Eh, not really. She's leaving for college tomorrow so..." he began, but
stopped before he did any more damage.
"Really?" he asked surprised.
"Yea, it's cool. We left it open so if we meet anyone else it shouldn't be a
big deal.
"Huh." he said looking at him with interest.
"Yeah." he said, feeling rather lame.
"Well, are you ready for bed? You can sleep on the couch if you want. I guess
you could sleep in my room to, I have a sleeping bag if you want. It's up to
you Brady."he said.
"You're room sounds alright I guess." he said, mind racing with ideas.
"Well come on then." he rose and headed to his room, hearing light footsteps
following him.
***** A Heavy Sleeper *****
Chapter Notes
     Kay, I'm happy with this second chapter. I didn't like the way this
     second chapter was going so I had to redo it before I could add
     it.......Plenty of smut in this chapter.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
"So, this is what a fictional person's bedroom looks like inside the movie." he
thought, looking around.
There were some posters of the beach, and of musical instruments covering over
the light blue wallpaper. A small desk with a mounted lamp sat next to the wall
across from the window. Catercornered near the foot of the bed was a chest of
drawers with a lava lamp resting atop it. Next to the small bedside table an
open closet was visible, with pretty much the same kind of clothes. Hanging on
the door, a large full sized mirror looked over the room. Noticing Tanner
staring at him, he turned away and smirked before he was caught.
"Need some pajama's?" he asked, patting his back.
"Uhh, actually if you just had a some shorts that'd be cool with me. At home I
usually just sleep commando." he chuckled.
Tanner nodded and turned away, his face changing to a darker shade with
embarrassment. He was totally fine with his body, and didn't have any trouble
showing it off. Of course, that didn't mean he went looking for attention.
Feeling something landing on his back, he pulled at the material and shifted
around in front of him. A pair of really small short shorts were what he was
given. Grinning, he walked forward pulling off his shirt. Dropping it to the
floor, he unzipped his pants.
Once again, he faced the mirror, knowing he could catch Tanner watching him.
Looking up, he barely made eye contact and looked down. The main light went out
and the lamp on his desk was switched on. Inwardly, he groaned as he realized
he could no longer see the shorter boys' face. Stepping to the side, he pulled
off the pants and stood completely naked in the room. Usually, he would redress
fairly quickly. This time he decided to take it slow. At the hang out, he had
caught Tanner actually spying on him. There was no other word for it. He had
snuck around in the shadows and had watched him changed, taking full advantage
of his place in the shadows.
"You don't mind me being bare in here do you?" he asked, turning right around
and looking directly at where Tanner stood in the corner, putting his pajama's
on.
He had made sure he was completely naked and showing his goods directly to him.
As he stared, Tanner looked back and shook his head a couple of times. Smiling,
he bent down and pulled those shorts on. Staring down, he smirked at the fact
Tanner's pajama's were on backward. Finally, he felt the time had come to
finally lay a trap.
"Hey, just to let you know, I'm a real heavy sleeper. You'd have to knock me
out of bed to wake me if there was an emergency." he said, sounding serious.
Tanner, who had finally noticed the state of his clothing, was turning it
around the right way.
"OK, sure pal." he said, satisfied with his appearance.
He chuckled and shook his head.
"What?" he asked brightly.
"Nothing, I just haven't been called pal very often." he revealed with some
humor.
"Oh, well that's not very nice." he said, sounding sorry.
"Don't worry about it bud." he said warmly.
"Inside or outside?" Tanner asked him.
"It's your bed." he said, crossing his bare arms.
"You take the inside." he said hopefully.
"Cool." he replied, jumping on and scooting his way over to the wall.
Pulling his long legs back, he slid them under the single blanket as Tanner
joined him. The bed was a bit bigger than a single, so most likely a twin size.
Not super comfortable, but it would have to do. Tanner coughed and pushed his
single large pillow over for him to rest his head on. Raising an eyebrow, he
gently scooted it back. Shaking his head, repeated his previous action. Giving
him a rueful smile, he finally shifted the pillow halfway between them and
patted it. Giving him a relieved look, Tanner scooted just a bit closer to him.
Slowly lowering himself, his head finally came to rest on the far end of the
pillow.
Brady smiled at him with fondness and mirrored the act but with his arms placed
behind his head. Shifting a bit more to his side, Tanner's gaze briefly shifted
to look at Brady's exposed dark blond armpit hair. Immediately, his eyes
flicked back to Brady's face. Giving him a small smile, Tanner abruptly closed
his eyes. Though the lids were closed, his eyeball betrayed his attentiveness
as they moved a bit. Noticing the lamp still on, he had an idea and raised onto
one elbow.
Bouncing a bit he reached over to pull the little chain so the light would be
extinguished. His own eyes flickered down and noticed Tanner's eyes were now
open. Letting his arm that he was leaning on slip, he fell on the boys chest.
The heat was wonderful, but not enough. Not wanting to push things too far or
obviously, he pushed himself back up by placing his out stretched hand that was
going for the light on Tanner's upper chest. An audible gasp left his mouth and
Brady looked down at his wide eyes. Just under his palm, he felt the small bud
that was definitely a nipple.
"I'm sorry bud, you forgot to turn off the light and I couldn't sleep with it
on." he said sheepishly, looking a bit nervous.
"Oh, OK." he said blankly, not bothering to move Brady's arm off him.
"Sorry." he said quietly, as if unsure of himself.
"No, it's my fault for not turning it off." he said warmly.
Turning on his back, Tanner reached over and pulled the chain and the room went
black. Finding his hand now on Tanner's other nipple, he pulled away and laid
back down. As his body sank down onto the mattress, he didn't scoot back over
all the way. Rather deliberately, he yawned over loudly and slowed his
breathing over a period of time. Hoping his statement earlier about being a
heavy sleeper would give the boy next to him the perfect opportunity to
possibly relieve stress. Laying there, he let his breath slow even more,
throwing in a couple of snores randomly. After a period of time, he just about
gave up and actually did try to fall asleep.
The bed shifted a bit just as he was about to drop off. Next to him the blanket
moved a bit and he felt something warm reach for his chest. Almost making him
gasp, he kept calm, trying not to reveal his state of wakefulness. Knowing his
face couldn't be seen in the dark, his mouth twitched into a smirk. Slowing
making it's way down, the hand halted at his shorts. Heart racing, he tried to
keep from getting hard, but that was not going to happen. He had thought he
might possibly witness Tanner jerking off, not actually being touched himself.
Biting his lip, he tried with all his might not to shake.
Tentatively, the hand went lower and lightly grazed over his crotch. The
shadows shifted a bit and he saw the outline of Tanner's head lift off the
pillow and lean forward. Closing his eyes again as Tanner leaned in, he felt
the bed shift again. He was so close now he could feel his body heat radiating
from him. Apparently satisfied he was asleep, he lowered his head and scooted
over even more. Shaking a bit, he felt the hand drop onto his crotch with it's
fully weight. Hard as a rock, his dick was squeezed softly. Tanner's breathing
began to speed up as he wrapped his hand around his shaft and then down to his
nuts.
"Wow." he heard Tanner say, so soft he barely heard it.
Smirking again, he didn't quite think his cock was big enough for a "wow"
comment. Maybe being seven and a half inches at most. The thickness wasn't
massive either, but he didn't have any worries there. Moving back up, the hand
pulled at the waist band of his shorts. Fingers slid under the edge and reached
inside. He bit down on his lip again to keep from moaning as it wrapped around
his shaft and pumped it experimentally a couple of times. He wanted to reach
over to feel Tanner, but he restrained himself. Not wanting to scare him at the
moment, the sensation was just too good to interrupt. If he had to stay another
night, he'd wait till then and confront him.
Pushing down his foreskin, his thumb pressed at his slit. Knowing there was
always an ample amount of precum leaking, he just relaxed. Retreating from the
shorts, the hand pulled back to his own mouth. After moment, the hand returned.
This time, there was no hesitation as it reached back under the fabric and
wrapped around the base. Feeling movement, he glanced at the shadow next to him
and watched, or rather felt, a shift of Tanner's clothing. There was a bouncing
movement that puzzled him at first. Realization hit him as the hand around his
cock began to pump up and down in time with Tanner's movements. Though he hoped
he would turn on his back so he could see the outline of his cock, it never
happened.
Almost letting out another gasp, Tanner's hand had slinked over to his side and
was looking for something. The fingers finally latched on to his own and he
lightly pulled at his hand until his arm stretched downward. Placing his hand
on Brady's, he formed it into a hole before scooting even closer.
"Holy shit this is hot!" he thought, as he felt his hand come into contact with
Tanner's member.
The hand that was wrapped around his own hadn't halted in it's movements in the
least. With another bounce, Tanner was close enough that he released his hand.
Hearing a shaking breath, it seemed Tanner hesitated to actually thrust into
his own hand.
"Brady, are you...awake?" he said softly, worry in his voice.
When he didn't respond, the breathing relaxed beside him. Something large
pushed through his hand slowly. Glad Tanner couldn't see his face, his eyes had
bulged out when he felt Tanner's size. It was definitely bigger than his in
both length and girth. As the hard rod passed through, he realized he must be
uncut like himself. Smiling broadly, he reveled in light of the new discovery.
Once all the way through, his hand came to rest at the base of his shaft. A
thick growth of pubes surrounded the area. Again, he smiled, loving that at
this time in the past guys didn't manscape at all.
Feeling his climax approaching, he couldn't help but breath faster. Tanner's
movements halted in recognition of what this meant. The bed shifted and the
blanket that covered his chest was removed. Using both his hands, Tanner
explored his body a bit more, releasing the heavenly grasp around his meat. He
bit his lip to keep from groaning with frustration as he felt his orgasm stall
and melt away. His armpit was pulled back and fingers explored the hair in the
depression. A thumb rubbed across his nipple and back down to his groin.
Finally, the hand returned to his shorts and actually pulled at the front
enough for his cock to be pulled in an almost 90 degree angle from his body.
Through the darkness, he watched as his shadowed head dipped down.
"No." he thought, not believing what could possibly happen.
Below, he felt his foreskin be pulled back all the way as heat began to grow
around it. As the shadow lowered to his dick, he couldn't believe how gullible
the boy was to think he could actually sleep through this. There was a
tentative lick to the head and he involuntarily thrusted upwards. All movement
stopped and Tanner's breathing halted, in fear or uncertainty, he didn't know.
Closing his eyes, he felt the tongue do the same action. Thankfully this time
he controlled it and Tanner let out a sigh of relief. He felt transported to
heaven as the hot wetness surrounded his aching member. Bobbing a couple of
times, it was apparent Tanner had never done this before. Still, he didn't
complain as the tongue made it's way to the shaft and back up.
After a moment, the head tried to go all the way down and back up. Once the
lips were planted just below the head, the hand began pumping while his tongue
pressed into his piss slit and around the rim. He felt it coming. There was no
way he could stop it now. Letting out a silent cry of ecstasy, he shot
his load into Tanner's hungry mouth. Body convulsing, he didn't care anymore as
the wave of pleasure washed over him. Below, he heard coughing and slurping as
the entire amount of cum became too much for this new cocksucker to handle.
Some dribbled and landed on his shaft, but was almost immediately licked up.
Panting, his body settled as Tanner lightly removed as much of his jizz as
possible.
Satisfied, he pulled the shorts back up and covered the shaft. The blanket
stayed where it was though. Turning onto his stomach, Tanner pulled his hand
over. Still wrapped around his cock, he placed it at the base. Using his own
hands, he placed it over his and thrusted up several times. Now that he was
able to make out the shapes a bit more, he looked at the large cock that fucked
into his hand. Maybe eight inches and quite thick, it almost put his own to
shame. Almost, but not totally.
Breathing harder, his new friend's thrusts became erratic and sloppy as he got
closer. Though Tanner was holding his hand onto his own, the pressure probably
wasn't very good. Stealing himself, as Tanner squeezed again, he held it
tighter even after he released it. He was gratified to see Tanner didn't look
over to see if he was awake. it was clear he was almost there. Giving a muffled
grunt, he felt hot liquid explode out of the top of his hand. The load just
kept coming. As the fountain of cum slowed, the rest ran down his hand and
pooled at the bottom. Hearing a satisfied groan, he smiled as he carefully
pulled his hand off his cock.
Pulling it upward, Tanner licked all his own cum off Brady's hand before
lightly moved it back over on to his chest. Through the darkness, he watched
him feel around for more of his cum that had escaped his hand. Every little bit
he licked off. Wanting to taste it himself, he moved around, as if to get
comfortable. Tanner froze and Brady could almost see him shaking with
nervousness. Letting his hand drop atop his face in a way that it covered his
mouth, he stuck his tongue where he couldn't be observed doing so. Still hot,
the salty cum was thick and perfect. He had ate his own come a few times, but
not often. This however was way better.
Body relaxing, Tanner laid down and slowly and carefully pulled the blanket
back over them and sighed with contentedness.
Chapter End Notes
     Hope you liked the smut.
***** Your Third Leg *****
Chapter Notes
     **Not much smut here, just building tension for the next chapter. I
     know everyone wants to read the smut(including myself), but this is
     only the second day that Brady and Tanner know each other. However
     open Brady might be, he's transported into the early 60's, when
     conventional thinking was that homosexuality was a disease, so Tanner
     doubts himself. I promise, major smut next chapter. Keep reading!**
He had never touched another guy's penis before. When Brady said he slept like
a rock, he had decided to take a chance. His hands shook as he had reached over
and touched his new friend's flesh. As his hand made its way downward, he
couldn't help but notice how soft his skin was. Once above his crotch, he let
his fingertips graze over the fairly large lump in the center. Just to make
sure he was asleep, he had called out his name. When no response was given, he
dropped his full weight down, grabbing onto the already hard length under the
shorts.
If Brady had woken up, he was sure it would all be over. Everything from taking
a beating, to his behavior being made public could have happened. Still, he had
a feeling that Brady wouldn't tell anyone. However, he didn't know him well
enough to guess if he could be violent. The risk had been worth it though. He
was surprised with how hard another person's penis was. Though when he was hard
himself, his length was still rather flexible. Brady's was so hard it took an
effort even to push it down enough so it would stand up vertically from his
body. His breathing became labored, signally what was going to happen soon.
There was no way he couldn't go further with his experimenting, especially
since it was clear he would not wake up. Loving the taste of his own semen, he
longed to taste Brady's. Diving down, he had wrapped his lips around his member
and before he knew it, it happened. A thick salty fluid had erupted into his
mouth and down his throat. The shaft had twitched and contracted as more and
more came out. As Brady calmed, he felt incredibly hard himself. No longer
caring, he had actually forced the boy's hand around him and maneuvered his
hand up and down until he came himself. At the end, it almost felt like Brady
was holding on without his guidance. Slurping all his stuff off Brady's hand,
he had finally felt drained, both emotionally and physically.
Glancing over, he peered at the boy on his side. Staring at the wall, Brady's
body slowly rose and fell with his deep breathing. Occasionally there would be
a snore and him mumbling something. He didn't know what it was about him, but
he liked him. Not just liked, like, but something more than just a simple
crush. A bitter taste filled his mouth when he realized this. Boys weren't
supposed to like other boys, it was sick and wrong. Biting his lip, he
remembered seeing Brady and Mac holding hands and dancing earlier today.
Clearly a couple, and supposedly leaving as soon as possible. Sighing, he
scooted over until he was sleeping against Brady. Knowing this was his only
chance to probably sleep with a guy he made a move.
Shakily, he lifted his arm and reached over and pulled him in close. Wrapping
his arm around his body, he hugged him. Gently leaning in, he kissed his neck a
couple of times and finally snuggle as close as possible. As he was about to
nod off, he felt Brady scoot his butt closer and pulled his hand further around
until it rest against his breast. There was a contented sigh and the return of
Brady's heavy breathing. Again, he kissed the back of his neck and surrendered
to sleep.
Sometime later, he awoke facing the other way. This time, an arm was wrapped
around him just as he had done earlier. There was a large lump pressed against
his backside, and he rather liked it. Not totally awake, he glanced at the
clock. Still too sleepy, he couldn't tell the exact time, just that it was
still dark. Once more, he fell back to sleep. The sound of the surf crashing
against the beach woke him. Opening his eyes, he stretched and leaned back into
the person holding onto him. Letting his head fall back, he heard a chuckle.
Startled, he panicked and moved forward, and rolled off the bed. Hitting the
floor, he groaned as he sat up, rubbing his hand he landed on.
"Sorry!" said a voice, trying not to sound amused.
Sitting up, he looked over his shoulder. Turning his head around, the sun shone
through the window. Brady's face appeared hazy and his blond hair almost
transparent from the sun. Leaning on his elbow, Brady chuckled as he scratched
his crotch. Looking away, he glanced down at his own. The outline of his boner
was obvious, and he needed to get rid of it. Tilting his head, he lightly and
silently sniffed himself. A slightly dirty smell lingered. Releasing a breath
of air, he sighed in relief. Quite forgetting his dick was hard, he stood
quickly. Walking over to his dresser he pulled out shorts and a shift.
"I'm going to take a quick shower. There's some cereal in the kitchen if you
want." He said, looking up at Brady.
Staring at his crotch, Brady looked up and smirked. Glancing down, he noted the
large tent his was pitching. Ears on fire, he exited the room. Brady said
something, but he wasn't able to make it out. Halting, he turned and peered
back into the room.
"What?" he asked timidly.
"Don't worry about it." He chuckled, "We all get morning wood dude." He
finished, pointing at his own shorts. There was a large bulge visible.
"Well, I guess, but it's not polite, something you're not supposed to discuss
with anyone. It's a private matter." He said, feeling uneasy.
"Oh, who cares? Me and my buds at home talk about everything without feeling
embarrassed." he said with some humor.
Shaking his own head, he retreated and made his way to the bathroom. Turning on
the cold water, he jumped in and gave a small cry as the water assaulted his
skin. Immediately, his erection began to recede. Scrubbing his skin, he hurried
and was out of the shower in three or four minutes. Dressing, he looked at
himself in the mirror. Hair perfect and dry, white sparkling teeth, and a
killer grin. Feeling much better, he left the bathroom and turned to enter the
living room. There was a shuffling noise coming from his room. Approaching the
half opened door, he watched Brady standing up and stretching his long arms.
His knuckles cracked and he scratched the crease of his butt and finally pushed
the shorts down.
The morning sunlight seemed to improve Brady's already perfect butt. Barely a
hair and the smooth white skin. A visible tan line began at his thighs and
another at the small dimple right above his cheeks. He turned sideways, letting
the light shine on his hard penis. The foreskin covered about half of the head,
only allowing the very tip to be visible. Dark blond pubes seemed to be curly,
not straight and poking in every direction like his own. Glancing down, he gave
it a couple of tugs and sighed audibly.
Tanner backed away and headed to the kitchen, not wanting to spy on him
anymore. Not being extremely hungry, he made his way through the living room
and walked out and sat on his front porch. Seagulls were cawing, and there was
a light breeze coming off the distant shore. Sitting down on the porch swing,
he gazed into the distance, wondering what to do today. Hearing footsteps, he
watched Brady step out of the house and close the door. Grinning broadly at
him, he walked over and sat down next to him. Raising an arm, he placed it on
his shoulder as if they were best friends forever.
"Sleep well?" he asked, trying to sound nonchalant.
"Yea, you're bed's kind of small but comfortable. Sorry I had my arms wrapped
around you when you woke up. I like to snuggle with almost everyone." He said
softly, almost worried.
"No, I liked it, I mean…it didn't bother me pal." He said quickly.
"Cool. Didn't want to freak you out." Re replied.
"Nah."
"So, what are we doing today?"
"Well, usually I just surf and hangout at the beach or Big Mamma's" he said.
"That's it?"
"Um…yea, pretty much." He said slowly, then" what do you do?"
"All sorts of stuff. Go to the movies, or the mall. Sometimes I'll hit chat
rooms online." He said.
"Chat rooms online?" he pondered aloud.
"Uh, don't worry about it."
"OK pal." He said brightly.
"Pal." He chuckled.
"What?" he grinned, jabbing at his ribs.
"Nothing, let's…"he began.
"Don't you need to get a hold of Mac?" he asked.
Brady's smile disappeared and he looked away. Tanner didn't quite know what to
do. He thought it would make him happy to hear her name. Meeting yesterday, he
thought they were together.
"You don't have to, I was just asking, aren't you two a couple?" he asked.
"Technically, but she's leaving tomorrow and it's pretty much going to be over.
Are there any private beaches around?" he asked with a smirk.
"Not really, but there's a small creek near a hiking trail further inland." he
said.
"Let's go!" he stood up with a broad smile.
He didn't really want to go, but he didn't have the heart to deny Brady's
request. Nodding, he stood and started to walk down the road. Luckily, the
trail was only a hundred yards down the street. There was a small ice cream
shop next to the trail entrance. Brady chuckled and started to jog forward.
Turning around Brady walked backward and stuck his tongue out. Smirking he
shook his head and ran forward. Not extremely familiar with the trail he
tripped and was about to fall into a small rock pile. At that moment, he felt
an arm wrap around his waist and pull him to the side. Startled, he looked back
at the hazard and imagined his nice body being mangled.
"Thanks." He said with sincerity.
"Anytime bud." He smiled and patted his belly affectionately.
Continuing onward, they soon came to a side path that didn't look used. Taking
the turn, they maneuvered through the thickening vegetation until they finally
pushed and came out onto a small creek bank. About two or three yards wide, and
at some points ten or twelve feet deep, it meandered through a small wooded
area. Off to the left, there was a large tree with a rope hanging off one of
its tallest branches. Gravel lined the shoreline where the depth was shallow.
The fresh water was cool and clear, whereas the ocean was salty and warm. Here,
there was no danger of sharks, or drowning, or even getting stung by jelly
fish. Though, he had to admit no one had ever been hurt by any of those things
at his beach. Come to think of it, no one he knew had ever been injured
anywhere.
Movement on his right made him turn his head. Brady was stripping, and before
he knew it he was bare to the bone. Feeling his mouth drop, he looked at him in
wonder. Winking, Brady climbed the tree. As each leg moved upward, Tanner could
make out his nuts swinging from one side to the next. Reaching the rope, he
turned and looked with a smirk. Their eyes met and Brady raised an eyebrow
before looking at his clothes. Nervous, Tanner glanced around in shock.
Standing still, he tilted his ears, trying to hear if there was anyone else
around.
The silence was shattered as Brady swung on the rope and plunged into the clear
water. Breaking the surface, he smiled and waved his hand. Biting his lip, he
shrugged and finally submitted into removing his clothing. Dropping his shorts,
he looked around again, making sure the coast was clear. Satisfied, he relented
and gave Brady a smile. Walking across the gravel, his feet hurt from the
unfamiliar terrain. Reaching the tree, he clambered up until he reached the
rope. Taking a leap he swung out and released his hold. Cold water surrounded
him as he broke through the surface.
Immediately he felt Brady rush at him. Pushing himself up, he erupted out of
the water and took a deep breath. Next to him, Brady tried to dunk him and he
pushed back laughing. Feeling a pinch on his butt, he yelped and pushed away.
As he retreated, he studied the other boy's face and found nothing that caused
him alarm. It seemed he was being playful just for the fun of it. Smirking, he
charged forward and pinched Brady's butt. He was satisfied with a yelp from
Brady. On the offensive, he chased him around.
"How are so you fast?" Brady laughed, trying to fend him off.
"Well, my legs are stronger." He grinned.
"Yea, it could also be because of your third leg you use to propel you
forward." He laughed, trying to dive past him.
"What third leg?" he said, turning and meeting him head on.
"The one between the other two." He laughed.
After a moment, he looked down and noticed his penis flopping around. The size
had diminished from the cold water, but was still quite a nice size.
Immediately feeling uncomfortable, he halted and retreated a ways. Feeling
ashamed, he turned and began to swim away towards the shore.
"Wait, I'm sorry. I didn't mean anything by it." Brady said quickly.
"Why did you say it then?"
"I was just playing around bud." He explained hurriedly.
After a few moments, Tanner relaxed and nodded. Brady's face looked relieved
beyond measure. Wanting to get back into a more enjoyable mood, he dived
forward again and actually caught him. Circling around him, he wrapped his arms
around his neck. Laughing, Brady tried to push him off with his long legs.
Using his own legs, he tried to hold them back. Struggling, he finally was able
to wrap his legs around Brady's waist. Reaching down, he jabbed at his armpits
and Brady almost squealed with laughter. Rotating so quickly, Tanner found his
body held on to Brady's side, his mouth against his right ear. With another
quick twist, he was now looking straight into Brady's blue eyes.
It was at this point he noticed his crotch directly pressing against Brady's
stomach. Suddenly his mouth felt dry. He tried to look away but Brady just
smiled at so warmly the thought left his head almost immediately. Brady leaned
in and he automatically closed his eyes and pushed his lips out. Instead, he
felt a kiss on his cheek and his body went under water once more. Though
somewhat hurt at first, he recognized the the action wasn't in malice, but in
playfulness. Fingers dug into his arm pits and he opened his mouth in shock.
Water rushed in as he let out a gurgled laugh. Kicking away he broke the
surface and made his way to the shore.
Their eyes met again, and he felt safe with Brady's expression. Somewhere in
the distance, he heard voices. Looking at Brady, he dashed out of the water and
toward his clothes. Splashing loudly, Brady joined him. Giggling, he tried to
put his shorts on but was pushed off balance as Brady pushed him to the side.
Punching his arm, he slid his shorts up and watched as the boy mirrored his
movements. No longer worried about be caught, he stared openly at the uncut
meat Brady was stuffing into his own shorts. Again, Brady stared at his, and
this time he didn't mind. He had just pulled on his shirt when two or three
other people came through the thick foliage onto the creek bank. They smiled
and he pushed pass them as Brady followed.
Back on the trail, the laughed and headed back to the road. A lady was standing
next to the ice cream shop handing out free cones to whoever passed by.
Grinning, he rushed forward and took one. Behind him, Brady reached out and
took one. The lady smiled and waved as they licked the ice cream and headed
down the street. About halfway home, he heard a girl's voice and looked off to
the right. Mac was walking with Lela towards them. He smiled broadly and waved.
Glancing to his side, he noticed Brady's smile faltering a moment before it
became fixed across his face.
"Where you two been?" Lela asked.
"Swimming in the creek." He answered, glancing at Brady with a smirk.
"How long ago?" Mac asked, sounding strange.
"Less than a minute ago." Brady said.
"Come with me a moment Brady." She said, pulling at him.
Frowning, Tanner watched as they walked away speaking in urgent voices. Brady
glanced back once and gave him an apologetic smile. Turning his attention to
Lela, they walked down the road to the beach. They made small talk while Tanner
looked around from time to time looking for the blond headed boy. Luckily his
actions weren't noticed and they sat in silence for a bit. From somewhere off
to his right, he heard music and singing. Standing up, he smiled down at Lela,
who was already standing. Without a word, they rushed off towards the sounds of
two people. After a few feet, he slowed as the sound of song changed into
arguing.
"This place is awesome! Why do you want to leave so much" came Brady's raised
voice.
"We've been over this." Said Mac, sounding tired. "I've got my whole future
planed and it involves going to prep school in the east. Besides, it's clear
I'm not the only person you have eyes for and you know it! "she said coldly.
"You mean Lela? You know I do—"he began.
"I'm not talking about her.' She cut him off.
There was silence for what felt like a long time. Glancing over, he noticed
Lela frowning and looking hurt. Reaching out, he tried to pat her arm but she
stepped away. Giving him a heated glance she turned and walked away toward Big
Mamma's. Tanner supposed he should go after her, but he felt compelled stay and
listen in on his two new friend's conversation. Shaking his head, he walked a
bit closer and ducked into the trees. Moving off to the right he finally
spotted Brady and Mac. Watching his step, he headed toward them, sure to stay
in the shadows. Brady's face was scarlet and looked even more hurt than Lela
had just seemed. He wanted nothing more but to comfort him, but he didn't want
be seen eavesdropping.
"I've got to get home Brady, and it doesn't look like I'll ever get home. As
soon as a storm comes in, I'm out of here. If you'll excuse me, I'm going to
talk to Lela…see if I can't stay with her again tonight. It should be easy to
find me, as you know everything about the movie we're in right now." She said,
then turned and walked off.
Brady stood in silence watching after her and looking so sad it almost hurt him
to watch. He had never seen anyone looking that sad ever. The boy shook and
turned and walked away down the beach toward where he had left him and Lela
earlier. Confused, he tried to catch up to Brady. When they were only a few
yards away Brady turned. The hurt and anger seemed to drain away as he looked
at him with relief. Smiling himself, he slowed and walked beside him. Not
saying a word, they walked down the shoreline.
"You OK pal?" he asked, concerned.
"Pal.." he snorted.
"Yep." He patted his back as they continued.
"Not really Tanner." He said finally.
"Anything I can do?" he asked, stopping.
"Not really…I hate to impose, but can I stay another night with you. You don't
have to say yes, I'll ask som-" he started.
"Sure you can stay another night." He said happily, flinging an arm around his
shoulder.
Brady chuckled and returned the gesture. They broke apart, somewhat reluctantly
and made toward his house.
"I never did get to go surfing." Brady said to him, almost in shock.
"Well come on then." He replied, jogging over to his favorite stretch of beach.
Pulling off their shirts, they made for the water and splashed around a bit.
Dunking each other and splashing until Tanner noticed a pair of surf boards
sticking out of the sand. One of them was a bright pink and the other a dark
blue. Catching a glint in his eye, he surged forward. Brady chased him, not
wanting the pink board. Though a faster swimmer, Brady out matched him on land.
His long legs gave his stride the advantage and he reached the blue board.
Poking his tongue out, Tanner grabbed the pink one and followed him back in the
water. The longer Brady stayed in the water, the happier he seemed to be. After
a while, Tanner felt his friendly affection for Brady growing stronger, and
almost certain Brady was feeling the same for him.
As the sun kissed the surface of the water, Tanner was finally spent. Tired and
hungry, he slogged out of the water and stood staring at the horizon. Joining
him, Brady leaned against him and they stood there, perfectly happy. The calm
was shattered when a large rumble erupted from Brady's stomach. Glancing down,
he smirked and patted his belly. Nudging his head to the side, they headed back
toward his house. Hesitating, Tanner didn't really know what to fix him. He had
never really cooked anything. His mother usually made it, and when she wasn't
home he would go eat at Big Mamma's with his friends. It was a good place to
eat, but he felt somewhat jealous and didn't want to share his new friend with
anyone. What really made him pause was that maybe Brady and Mac would patch
things up and he'd be left out.
Instead, they headed to a small road side stand and ordered a couple of
sandwiches. They sat at a table situated in the sand and ate slowly. Making
small talk, they waved at various people as they walked by and Sea Cat had even
joined them for a while. Though he still didn't want to share Brady, Sea Cat
didn't really threaten to do that. So when he asked them to play pool he
glanced over to see Brady's reaction. He nodded and Tanner grinned. For a
couple of hours, they were fine but before he knew it, the hour had grown past
10. Tired, he asked if he was ready to head back. Thankfully he seemed just as
tired and they exited.
Back at his house, they sat and played a couple of card games, but finally
weariness overcame them. Once in his room, Brady stripped down like last night,
getting naked and finally raising his shorts and climbed on the bed without a
second glance. Smiling, Tanner removed his own clothing and started to pull on
his pj's. Halfway through, he hesitated and shrugged and left his shirt off.
Feeling a bit exposed, he shuffled over to the bed and laid down. He couldn't
remember the last time he had slept bare skinned. Shivering a bit, he pulled
the blanket up to his chin. Looking over, he gave Brady a sheepish grin. Still
shivering a bit, he realized that once Brady was gone he'd get back into his
pJ's, the room was just a bit to nippy. Turning, he clicked off the lamp and
laid back down.
He didn't know if it was because he was focusing on the cold too much, but he
couldn't stop shivering. An arm wrapped around him and felt and heard a
chuckle. Not pushing him away, he actually scooted closer to the
blond. Tentatively, he rested his head on Brady's warm chest. Yawning, he
snuggled tighter against him. A warm breeze brushed against his face and he
opened his eyes. He wished he could see Brady's face, but the room was just too
dark. Feel hot breath on his cheek, he turned. There was a pause, then Tanner
received his first kiss.
***** Can I Touch You *****
His lips were soft and warm as they pressed against his own. Brady pulled back
and stared at him through the darkness. Well, he supposed he did. No matter how
hard Tanner looked into the shadow above, he couldn't make out facial features.
The shadow pressed down on him again. This time, he leaned upward and met his
lips eagerly. There was a small chuckle that escaped Brady's lips as they broke
apart for air.
"Can I…touch you?" came Brady's voice softly.
"Yes." He whispered shakily.
"Good, because I was going to anyway." He leaned in, kissing his mouth again.
A hand was placed on his chest and moved down. His breath quickened as it
hovered just over his crotch. The hand went on done and rested on a thigh.
Feeling a bit let down, he gasped as he felt a tongue run across his right
nipple. Releasing a low hum, Brady moved over to the next one while his hand
began to slide up his thigh. Breathing hard, he lifted his head and peered
downwards, but couldn't make anything out. As he felt finger tips flick at the
bottom of his balls, he opened his legs apart. The bed shook as Brady shifted
his weight and climbed atop him.
"Have you ever done anything like this before Tanner?" he asked, leaning in and
whispering into his ear.
"Never. That was my first kiss." He breathed, feel Brady's groin lower over his
own.
"Did you like it?" he bit down lightly on his ear.
He gave a small nod as he felt Brady's member press against his own.
"Man your big dude, I thought maybe it was as big as mine, but it's clearly
bigger." He mused, adding another hard dip downward.
Feeling a bit embarrassed, he remained silent. Brady made his way down, tongue
dipping into his belly button before he halted at the waist band of his PJ's.
There was a tug and he involuntarily lifted his hips as his bottoms were pulled
off. Now he was completely naked on his bed, hard penis leaking and wanting
attention. He suddenly thrust upward as a hand tentatively wrapped around his
shaft. Another cupped his nuts and slowly massaged them. Finger tips raked
through his pubes as he reached around with his other hand. Both hands now
grasped his dick. Again, he thrusted as Brady squeezed with both hands. A small
drop of precum landed on his lower belly as Brady's hand stroked him a few
times. The bed creaked as Brady leaned in.
Not able to help himself, he reached down and pulled lightly on Brady's hair to
get his attention. Chuckling, he felt Brady begin to lean back up. Not wanting
to wait any longer, he gently pushed Brady's head back down to his groin,
without releasing his hair. Lifting his head, he stared into the darkness. The
moist heat of breath escaped Brady's mouth and fell across his length. Finally,
his head was engulfed by a hot wet space. He groaned loudly and thrusted
rapidly into his mouth as his head fell back to the pillow. As Brady tried to
raise his head, Tanner reluctantly released his hold on his hair and allowed
him off his dick. There was a chuckle and a hand patted his belly
affectionately. Making his way back up, he paused around his nipples again,
grinding downward. Impatient, Tanner reached down and pulled his head up to
meet his own forcefully. Their lips met and he felt a tongue pressing against
his lips. Slowly, he unclenched his jaw and the tongue was allowed access. Not
really knowing what to do, he let the other boy take the lead. The tongue
pushed against his own before it pulled out abruptly. Brady sucked on his
bottom lip for a moment, then he began to lick his way down his body. Once more
his nipple was sucked and nibbled before dropping all the way down to his hard
dick. Lips pushed his foreskin down and dug into his piss slit. He moaned and
reached backward, taking hold of the head board.
"I can't wait to taste you Tanner." Brady mumbled, briefly taking his mouth off
his member.
"What do you mean?" he asked, not daring to hope what he thought.
"Don't act like you don't know. Your cum dude." He said with a giggle, wrapping
his hands around his dick.
"You don't have to Brady." He said, hoping he would anyway.
"I want to." He said eagerly, stroking him faster.
"Ok" he didn't argue.
The bed shifted and he felt Brady slip off the mattress. Shuffling sounds came
from the side. Sitting up, he made to stand as well but a hand stopped him.
Brady gently pushed him back down until he was laying completely flat. The bed
sank as Brady climbed back on. A leg passed over his chest as Brady slowly
lowered himself. Immediately, Tanner knew Brady was completely nude. Bare cock
pressed against bare cock as he finally dropped his full weight atop him.
Shivering, he reached around and pulled Brady closer. Kissing, they rutted
their dicks in rhythm, building speed. There was a tingly feeling below as he
felt his release building. Brady must have realized what was coming because he
lifted and shimmied down. His heart beat increased as hands wrapped around his
cock and began to stroke slowly.
There was a pause and his legs were pushed slightly apart. A wet tongue slurped
at the underside of his nuts, while the hand stroked him faster. Breathe
hitching, he shook as his thighs were raised into the air. Hot breath blew onto
his hole while a finger brushed across the opening. Confused, he was about to
ask what he was doing when something hot and wet pushed into him. Gasping,
reached down and took hold of his own legs, giving Brady complete access. The
feeling was amazing, and he pushed his ass further down into what he guessed
was Brady's tongue. A finger finally pressed all the way inside. He hissed as
pain blossomed as he was stretched wider.
Brady's mouth returned to his cock as the finger continued to dig into the
walls of his ass. Pulling off, he went down on his nuts again. A hand stroked
him harder as his nuts was sucked into his mouth. The hand rotated slightly and
the finger curled inward as Brady shifted up and sucked on his foreskin before
trying to take as much of his cock as he could in his mouth. Suddenly, the
finger passed over a small lump inside him, and he cried out in ecstasy. What
felt like a shock of electricity surged through his body. Shaking, he mumbled
something to Brady. Hearing a chuckle, the pressure on that spot increased
dramatically. He groaned as Brady kept his mouth wrapped tight around the head
of his cock, while his hand pumped on the shaft harder and faster.
He cried out as his release erupted out of his cock and into Brady's wanting
mouth. Brady coughed as he continued shooting his load into him, unable to take
it all. Shaking, he didn't realize he had a hold of his friend's hair until
Brady patted his heaving stomach harshly. The finger slid out of his ass and
carefully pried the fingers out of his hair. Tongue slurping everything he
hadn't been able to keep in his mouth, he finally rose and crawled forward.
Still panting, he felt Brady lay atop him and kiss his neck. Blinking, he
tilted his head down at the shadow below him. Pushing himself up on his elbows,
he leaned down and kissed Brady hard. Feeling brave, he forced his tongue into
Brady's mouth. There was still remnants of his juice still inside his mouth,
and he loved it.
"You taste good dude." Brady said, nuzzling his nose into his.
"Thanks." He whispered, feeling his ears burning.
Brady chuckled softly and kissed his cheek before sitting up straight and
scooted up. In two or three movements, he felt Brady's nuts sitting on his
chest. Instinctively, he opened his mouth as something pressed forward. Letting
his tongue push Brady's foreskin down, he sucked at the head, trying to keep
his teeth out of the way. As Brady thrust in, his hand came to rest at the back
of his head. Pulling back, he sat up on his knees and shifted forward until his
nuts sagged over his mouth. The tiny hairs tickled his chin. Reaching under, he
massaged his hole the way Brady had done for him. Apparently, he wasn't doing
it right because after a minute he scooted back again and once more the hard
rod thrust into his mouth.
"I'm gunna…." He said shakily, but paused." Can I? Or do you want me to finish
myself?" he asked, sounding concerned enough that Tanner felt his heart flutter
a bit.
Shaking his head, he reached around and pulled him by grabbing both of his
cheeks apart and digging at the puckered hole there. Brady grunted and hissed,
then Tanner felt that hot liquid hit the back of his throat. Also, with each
shot he noticed that his hole twitched as if they were connected. Interesting,
but he forgot all that as Brady slid down his body and came to rest humming.
Feeling little kisses being placed on his chest, and he wanted to see Brady's
face. Tilting on his side, Brady made as to get up. Tanner halted, and put his
hand on Brady's back, keeping him still. Again, he tilted and finally turned
the bed side lamp on.
Glancing down, he stared into the blue eyes of Brady, who was smirking at him
lazily. Happy, he turned to switch it off, but Brady held him in place this
time.
"Hi." Brady whispered, scooting up and rubbing their noses together.
Feeling his cheeks flush, he smiled softly and returned the gesture.
"Hi." he replied, pressing his lips against the blond.
Winking, Brady lifted up and turned the light off himself. In that brief
moment, he had glimpsed their two members resting on top of each other, both
soft. Sighing, he felt happier than he couldn't remember. Brady patted his
chest and flopped back on the bed. Tanner sat up and leaned down, pulling at
the blanket and finally lifted it. Laying back down, he let the blanket fall
over them. He wanted to cuddle, but for some reason felt ashamed and wouldn't
be surprised if he was kicked out of his own bed. As he began to shake with
worry, Brady reached over and pulled him in close. Immediately, his doubts
vanished as the blond intertwined their fingers. Leaning over, Tanner kissed
Brady on the cheek before finally letting his head drop on his chest. Brady
brought his hand up and lightly cupped his cheek as his eyes began to fall
closed.
***** Thunder *****
Thunder woke him from a sound sleep. Raising his head, he looked down at the
mass hugging his chest. Tanner's body rose and fell slowly and deeply. Smiling,
he turned his head and looked out the window. Clouds covered the horizon that
he could view from the bed. He had never actually slept through the night with
a guy before. Well, he hadn't really done that with a girl either. It hadn't
taken long, as most girls skipped foreplay and went straight to the main event.
Everyone thought that having an uncircumcised penis meant it would be gross. No
matter how much you kept it clean, it didn't matter. Glancing down, he smirked
at the large lump that protruded from the sheets halfway down Tanner's body. It
was nice not to have the stigmata with someone who had the same equipment.
The boy hugging him mumbled out something and squeezed him a bit tighter, a
smile forming across his face. Another low rumble of thunder made him look up
again. A pang in his head made him remember that he was planning to escape back
into future reality during a storm that hit the island. Gritting his teeth, he
looked down at Tanner again. He didn't want to leave him. The closeness he felt
with him was unbelievable. Despite only being a character from a movie, he had
real depth and a great personality. A picture of Mac flashed into his mind
immediately following this thought.
Mac was a great person and he cared about her deeply. But every time he tried
to picture a future with her all he could see was a sign that read "Gone'
Fishing….will be back in…?" Her future was set out east, and she cared too much
about what everyone expected of her. How could they make such a long distance
relationship work? He snorted, thinking about distances…what was more distant
than a fictional character set in a 1960's musical? Still, Tanner was perfect
in his mind. Great voice, sweet personality, killer body…
He reached down and lifted the blanker in the air. Tanner's soft, thick uncut
lay halfway across his thigh. The head of it almost touched his own thigh. Even
as he looked at it, he felt his own grow in hardness. It looked even bigger in
daylight. Reaching down, he lifted it slowly, not wanting to wake him. Stroking
the shaft a couple of times, he patted the thick patch of hair growing around
the base. Slowly, it began to grow until it was at full mast. As he looked, he
realized that he wasn't eight and a half inches, but probably at least eight.
That said, it was still bigger than his. Grudgingly, he grinned down at Tanner.
Blinking, Tanner stared up at him with a sweet smile as he stretched. After a
moment, he stared down at the hand holding his member. All of a sudden, he
seemed embarrassed and shy. Chuckling, he leaned in forced his lips onto the
other boy. Gasping, Tanner tried to push him away in fear. Then, after he
realized what was going on, he grinned into the kiss.
"That's better." He breathed, lifting himself up and climbed atop his body.
"Good morning Brady." He said, pushing his pelvis up into his.
"Glad I get to see your face when we get down to it." He whispered, kissing him
again before nibbling his ear.
"Wait!" he said, pushing him back a ways.
"What?" he asked, let down.
"Not while it's light outside." He said, glancing at the window.
"You're kidding, right?" he said.
"No." he said, shocked.
"But we're both hard and ready to go." He said pushing him down again.
"But…" he began.
Brady dove down and wrapped his lips securely around Tanner's cock. Letting out
a loud moan, he attempted to push him off again. As his tongue pressed into the
shaft his pulling hand began to push. He grinned inwardly, knowing a guy
couldn't stop after something like this unless a real emergency. Thunder
rumbled at the same time as a knocking at Tanner's window. Both jumping, Tanner
pulled his curtains closed at the same time as Brady fell off the bed and onto
the floor. Brady cursed softly as the sound of Mac's voice came from outside.
Tanner gave a loud sigh of relief as he realized Mac hadn't seen what they were
doing. Scooting off the bed, Tanner dropped to his side.
He looked down at him then back up. Then, he turned back stared intently at him
with concern. Crinkling his eyebrows, he reached out and brushed away a single
tear from his cheek. Brady growled and looked down into his own lap, furious. A
hand touched is shoulder, which traveled to his chin when he wouldn't look up.
Finally, Tanner gripped his chin and pulled it up. Tilting his head, he leaned
in and kissed him softly. Brady returned the kiss with earnest. Pushing him
down on the floor, Brady ground into him. The pounding on the window finally
ceased. Hearing a frustrated grunt from outside, he couldn't help but smile
into the kiss. He knew that sound meant Mac was fed up and would leave him
alone for a while.
Scooting down, he went back to slurping Tanner's slightly deflated cock. A
couple of licks and it was back to complete hardness. Hands pushed his head
down further as he pressed into the piss slit. Wrapping a hand around the
shaft, he tongued his way over his nuts and finally into the crease between his
ass cheeks. Automatically, his thighs parted and he thrust his member into his
hand as the tongue entered into his hole. Groaning loudly, Tanner dipped his
thumb into the pool of precum that had leaked from his cock head onto his
belly. Lifting it, he stuck it into his mouth and sucked. Brady, so hard it
almost hurt, began jerking his own member as Tanner's sultry eyes met his own.
***** Really? *****
Scooting down, he went back to slurping Tanner's slightly deflated cock. A
couple of licks and it was back to complete hardness. Hands pushed his head
down further as he pressed into the piss slit. Wrapping a hand around the
shaft, he tongued his way over his nuts and finally into the crease between his
ass cheeks. Automatically, his thighs parted and he thrust his member into his
hand as the tongue entered into his hole. Groaning loudly, Tanner dipped his
thumb into the pool of precum that had leaked from his cock head onto his
belly. Lifting it, he stuck it into his mouth and sucked. Brady, so hard it
almost hurt, began jerking his own member as Tanner's sultry eyes met his own.
Brady crawled back a top him and pressed himself into Tanner. Grunting, Tanner
pressed back until they had a steady rhythm going. Tongue's battling, Tanner
pushed him up and slipped lower. Brad's hands planted themselves on the floor
on either side of his head had been. His tongue pressed and bite down on his
left nipple. Moaning, his upper torso shook and he dropped his head to the
floor. Watching Tanner upside down, he marveled at how eager he seemed to be.
Once down past his outie belly button, he gave the head of his cock a lick.
Thrusting downward, he was rewarded as a hot wetness encompassed his meat.
Sliding on down, the tongue finally passed his nuts and slid into his crack.
There was a hesitation from Tanner for a moment. Tilting his head, Tanner's
upside down head looked back up to him with uncertainty. Winking, Brady twisted
his hips upward and around until he was directly over his groin, Tanner's mouth
was inches from his hole. Ducking his head, sucked on Tanner's foreskin and
pushed it back until the full head was exposed. Ignoring the groan, he took as
much in as possible. Tongue pressing into the slit he was gratified to feel a
thrusting. Moments later, he melted as a hot wet tongue pushed into his
entrance. Letting the meat slide out of his mouth, he shakily pressed his head
to the floor right below Tanner's tight nuts. His cheeks were spread and he
felt hot exhalation of air escape Tanner's nose as his tongue continued to push
in and out quickly.
Weakly, he shifted his head closer and went back to coating the nuts with his
saliva. Slowly, he would take one nad into his mouth before switching. Pausing,
Tanner let out a ragged breath of air before he went back to work. A finger was
harshly forced inside his opening, causing him to hiss. He tried to hide the
pain as best he could. Knowing this was something he had never done before, he
couldn't expect him to know how to do certain actions. However, once inside,
the pleasure returned as the tip pressed into the walls carefully. As it passed
over his prostate, he let out a cry of pleasure so audibly, he had released
Tanner's nuts from his mouth. Making to pull his finger back out, he reached
behind and held his hand in place.
"Keep going Tanner." He whispered hoarsely.
Immediately, the finger pushed back in and he released his hand and moaned as
the pressure returned to the spot. Still shaking, he slightly lifted Tanner's
hips and spread his own cheeks apart. Quickly, Tanner bent in a way that would
make it easier to access. Grinning, he pushed his tongue inside just as the
same action was done to him. Another finger probed him, gently this time.
Though it felt just as good, he didn't mirror the movement. Lifting a bit
higher he changed his angle and went down on the large cock just below his
chin. As a third digit pushed inside, he gave another cry before wetting
Tanner's cock as much as possible. Tanner moved his fingers a bit to the left
and Brady show his load onto his dark tanned chest.
Brady dropped forward, taking hold of Tanner's knee's as the handless orgasm
rocked his body with electricity.
"Fuck!" he breathed a bit too loud.
Tanner had lifted his body higher so he could view the jets of cum erupting
from his twitching cock. But as the word escaped his mouth, his eyes shifted to
shock at the langue. Still shaking, he gave him an apologetic smile. After a
moment, moment, the gaze softened and a grin spread across his face. A glint of
sparkle hit his eyes as his smile broadened to reveal his perfect white teeth.
Desperate, he reached back and took a bit of his seed that had covered Tanner's
chest and slathered the monster cock below him. Eyes widening again, it was
clear Tanner had no idea what he was planning.
Rotating his body, he looked down into Tanner's eyes. Smiling softly, he leaned
down and kissed him. Face relaxing, Tanner's eyes closed their tongue began to
wrestle. Mind occupied, he didn't see what happened next. Brady reached behind
him and took hold of Tanner's lubed cock and pointed it upward. Parting their
lips, he scoot down and aimed the thick member for his opening. Perhaps he
realized what was going to happen, for his eyes went wide as he stared down at
his dick. Shaking his head, he made a motion for Brady to stop. Knowing it was
now or never, he lowered himself onto Tanner.
As the enormous head slipped past him rim, he gave a low hiss of pain, but
refused to quit. Tanner's eyes were just as wide as the tightness around his
cock increased. Biting his lip he continued until he sat his entire weight down
on him. Ball's coming to rest on the patch of hair at the base of his dick, he
finally opened his eyes and looked into the others. Mouth slightly open,
Tanner's chest was heaving fairly quickly. As the pain receded, he lifted
himself up and dropped again. Below, Tanner gave a moan and a thrust upward.
Smirking, it seemed he'd gotten past the shock as the pleasure increased.
Reaching down, he intertwined both their hands as Tanner's legs curled upward
until his feet were flat.
Maneuvering his own feet pushed himself up until there was only a couple of
inches left in his body. Nodding at him, he bit the inside of his tongue as
Tanner began to build speed. The sound of slapping flesh reverberated around
the room as the intensity of the movements grew. Releasing a hand, Tanner
reached down and wrapped it around his half hard member. It began to harden as
his stroking became more frequent. Pausing, he released his hold and scooped
some of his cum off his chest and started to pump again. That did it and before
he knew it his hardness was full with the extra lube. Tanner gave a moan and
his hips shook.
"Do it Tanner." He whispered, leaning down and kissing him.
"But…" he said weakly, hips becoming more erratic.
"Do it." He said.
Nodding, Tanner released his hold on his hand and cock and gripped his hips.
Brady squatted a bit and angled a bit more forward. Using one hand, he gripped
the side of the bed and the other to pump his cock. Tanner thrusted hard and
fast for a minute before he slowed and finally stopped all together. Warm fluid
rushed into Brady's ass as he unloaded with a grunt. Tanner's leg shook as he
whimpered, staring up at him with a face full of wonder. Smiling, he leaned
down and kissed him again.
"Feel good?" he asked.
Tanner gave a shaky nod and kissed his lip. Grinning Brady sat straighter and
let loose his own load, spraying the body on the floor. Hot ropes of cum shot
across his chest and into his face and hair. Though not as thick as his first
volley, this one seemed to contain more energy. Breathing hard, he collapsed
onto his lap. A bit of pain shot up his spine as he once more was impaled by
the boys' massive length and thickness. Meeting each other's eyes, they sat
there as their high slowly faded. He could feel the hardness inside him
deflating as time went on until it finally slipped out of his hole with a loud
squelch.
Smirking, he shakily crab walked backward and sat down on the floor. Grinning
weakly, he let his upper body fall and he was suddenly staring at the ceiling.
Inside, he could feel the hot cum making its way south. He had expected to be
grossed out by the feeling, but was pleasantly surprised that he could ignore
it if he wanted. Hearing a slurping sound, he raised his head and caught Tanner
licking his face and scooping up all his come that had landed everywhere.
Barking out a laugh, he grinned as he was given a wink. Ignoring him, Tanner
went back to his task. There was a small gasp and he raised his head again.
Tanner was looking at his dick, and then at his ass. Looking down, he
discovered little traces of blood mixed in with the sweat and the cum. Sitting
up, he took hold of his chin and brought him in.
"That's normal for the first time, Pal." He said gently, trying to humorize the
situation.
"First time? I thought you would have had plenty of…" he muttered, looking away
embarrassed.
"You're the first dude I've been with Tanner." He whispered, feeling himself
blush.
"Really? He asked, looking shocked and flattered.
"I don't know what it is about you, but I like you a lot Tanner." He said,
again feeling his ears burn with his confession.
"Really?" he repeated, sounding relieved and touched at the same time.
"Yes Tanner." He said, meeting his eyes and refusing to look away despite his
flushed face.
Tanner mumbled something and looked down, smiling at the floor. Finally, he
looked back up and met his eye again. Raising an eyebrow, he waited. Tanner
crinkled his brow and looked away before returning the stare.
"I feel the same way Pal." He said softly.
***** the Pool *****
"I can't stay." He heard.
Tanner turned and looked down at Brady. They had snuck out the back door to his
house and into the woods behind his backyard. In the dense foliage, he felt
safe enough to hold the blonde's hand without fear of being caught. The
distance wasn't too far but they finally came to a fort that was built when he
was just a kid. Seacat, Rascal, and another friend had spent over a week and
finally put together a structure up a large tree that was missing a wall. Where
the wall should have been was a lip that hung over a deep pool of water below.
Simple, yet the place had been when of his favorite memories of actually
getting dirty. He didn't like to get dirty so this was saying something.
Brady and himself were holding hands and sitting on the ledge, looking down at
the water. When he spoke, Tanner felt confused by his statement. Tilting his
head, stared at Brady. Finally, Brady met his eyes and a pained look was spread
across his face. Not knowing why, but he felt hurt and scared at the same time.
He had a feeling this was where his dream was to be shattered. Releasing his
hand, scooted away from the blonde. Looking down at the water he was able to
see the expression on Brady's face. It was clear that he was in pain as well.
"What do you mean?" he asked, after a moment.
A look of indecision was written all over his face. He bit his lip and looked
down thinking hard about something. Figuring this had something to do with Mac,
he felt heat rise within him. He was far from a violent person. He hated to
even get in the littlest of arguments. But for some reason he felt an urge to
tell her to go away and let Brady be. Sure he could take care of him, Tanner
wanted to tell him this, but words refused to come out. For once, he couldn't
think of a single thing to say.
"Tanner," he began, reaching out and taking hold of his hand, "I can't really
explain much just that I can't stay here forever. I have to get back to my home
somehow. No one knows where I'm at and I'm sure my dad is worried sick. The
worst part is I can't text him, write him, or even call him." He growled
looking away.
Not sure what he meant by "text" he decided to keep quiet.
"Mac and I were in a relationship, but she's going off somewhere else and I
don't feel that much for her anymore. I've never been in one with another dude,
but…" he halted and looked at him.
He gave Brady a dazzling smile and squeezed his hand harder.
"I have to get back somehow. Though," he turned and pulled him in closer, their
noses almost touching, blue eyes locking onto his hazel. "Not for Mac, but for
my dad. He's all alone." He said earnestly, almost sounding like a plea.
Tanner leaned in and kissed him softly on the lips, keeping his eyes open.
Forehead crinkling, Brady pushed forward in a rush. Surprised, he toppled
backyards. Panicking, he reached out and grabbed Brady's arm. All that seemed
to do was pull him along. They fell off the lip and plunged into the water
below. Water surged into his mouth as he gasped at the cool liquid hitting his
body. He had forgotten that this was spring water, and therefor much colder
than he was used to. Brady's eyes were wide as he looked at him from under the
water. Luckily, there were no dangers in this spot. Deep enough that they
didn't hit any rocks. Having fallen cleanly off the lip of the fort, they
didn't even get any scrapes from structure on the way down.
Surging upward, he took in a deep breath of air. A moment later, Brady
surfaced. Smirking, he splashed the boy and swam to the shoreline. He was
tugged backward as something grabbed his foot. Turning, he grinned at Brady and
tried to pull away. Grip as strong as ever, he succeeded in finally wrapping
him in his arms. Kissing him, he slightly swam backward. Only half trying to
get away, he found himself touching something that wasn't skin. Startled, he
looked over and realized it was just the rope that hung down from the tree.
Brady chuckled and Tanner took the opportunity to grab the rope.
Before Tanner knew what he was doing, Brady had the rope tied around Tanner's
wrists. Hard, but not enough to be a bother or cause pain. Wriggling his
eyebrows, Brady moved in and kissed him. Automatically, Tanner felt himself
stiffen downstairs, as if knowing what this was going to turn into. A hand
dropped below the surface and he felt a tug on his shorts. The hand wrapped
around him, and Brady's eyes widened in shock and in amusement.
"You're already ready to go." He whispered, tugging at his length a couple of
times.
The coolness of the water had made him shrink somewhat, but as he expanded the
cold seemed to recede from his body. There was a pinch at his nipple as a hand
reached under shirt and snaked upward. Another reached around pushed between
his shorts and his butt. Long fingers trailed down each cheek and finally a
finger poked into the crevice. Continuing along, the reached further and tugged
at his nuts. Groaning, he closed his eyes as he felt his top button on his
shorts pop open. A moment later, he felt his body being raised. Opening his
eyes, he watched as Brady pulled the rope until his arms were above his head
and his waist line was no longer submerged in the water.
Looking down, he watched at Brady lightly tugged at his shorts and they finally
came off, leaving his lower half completely exposed to the elements. Pushing
himself away Brady bobbed in the water staring at his had cock that was
throbbing from each heartbeat. Grinning, he swam around again until he was out
of sight. The water lapped at his backside as he felt the heat from Brady's
body as he approached. A set of lips pressed against the small of his back and
slowly lowered until below the tailbone. Feeling each of his cheeks slightly
grabbed, he spread them as much as he could himself. Brady chuckled behind him
and a hand reached under and came to rest in the area between his nuts and his
entrance.
There was a heave and the hand pressed upward and he felt his entire butt lift
out of the water. The hot summer air pressed in around his naked skin. His dick
was now half out of the water itself. As the coolness vanish, it became harder
and grew a bit more no longer confined by the cooler temperature. Hot breath
pressed into his crack and the hot wetness of a tongue pushed inside him. He
let out a loud groan, unconsciously pushing his read back for better access. He
gasped as a hand suddenly gripped his cock and squeezed tightly. Shaking, he
tried to thrust forward, but was halting by the rope he hung from. Growling, he
tried again and a chuckle came from behind.
"What?" asked Brady, his voice low. The effect was startling.
"Brady…" he whined, trying to thrust forward again.
"Hmm?" came a muffled reply as the tongue once more pushed into his opening.
"Ugh..me.."he pleaded.
"Say that again?" he asked, removing his tongue.
"Touch me, please." He urged, failing to thrust again, still refusing to accept
the lack of action.
"Does it feel good Tanner?" he mumbled, slowly moving his hand up and down his
length.
"Yes…"he moaned, as his foreskin finally was pushed to the base, revealing his
head to the air.
The tongue pushed in again with more force as his hand moved a bit faster on
the length. Shaking, he closed his eyes and listened to the slurps and heavy
breathing that came from behind. A finger pushed inside tentatively, pressing
at the walls. Feeling the hand on his cock coming to an abrupt halt and growled
and tried to turn himself around. A second finger was added and touched on the
lump that caused his body to shudder. Gasping, he pushed his ass as far back as
possible. After a moment, Brady reached up and he felt his wrists come free
from the confinement. Immediately he turned and charged forward, noticing Brady
was completely nude, clothes floating off to the side.
Pressing forward, he forced his tongue inside the Blonde's mouth as he caught
him. There was a smile, then things began to escalate quickly. Grunting, he
ground his uncut cock into the one below. This time Brady gasped as Tanner
reached down and pressed his thumb into his hole. Letting out his own as Brady
mirrored the action. Rutting harder, he felt his climax without warning.
Glancing down, he watched as streams of cum shot out of his cock and float
through the water in misty white clouds. A moment later, Brady grunted as his
load erupted from his own cock. He noticed that the foreskin still covered
Brady's head as the stream mixed with Tanner's and finally almost made it
impossible to see through the water at their junk.
Panting, he glanced up and smiled at Brady, who was watching the white misty
cloud slowly drift off to the center of the pool.
***** "Our time?" *****
Tanner swam out and grabbed Brady's clothes that had drifted off during their
interaction. Returning to Brady, he tossed him the clothes as he retrieved his
own. By the time he pulled his back on, Brady was standing next to the tree and
looking back into the foliage. Glancing in the same direction, he was pleased
to not see anyone watching them. But as he joined him, he could hear someone
calling his name. Scowling, he glanced at Brady's face and noticed the pain
written across it. He had just finished redressing, when Mac came into the
small opening in the woods. She looked at them and frowned.
"Brady, can we talk?" the way she asked, it sounded like an order.
"What do you want?" Tanner heard himself say.
Brady and Mac looked at him. A second later it hit him what he must have
sounded like. Feeling his ears burn he turned away and walked over to the tree
house. Glancing back, he noticed they were still staring. Now almost completely
ashamed of himself, he climbed up the trunk and entered the open area above. He
didn't know why but he felt a tear trail down his cheek. What the hell was
wrong with him? Again, he stopped and wondered at his the word he just thought
of in his head. There was finally the sound of conversation below. Knowing he
shouldn't but unable to help it, he tried with all his might to listen to what
they were saying.
"What did you do to Tanner, Brady? The way he just spoke to me it sounded like
what someone would say back in our time." She said.
"Our time?" he thought
"Nothing! He's perfect just leave him alone Mac." He said heatedly.
Tanner felt himself become all toasty inside.
"Well, you know we have to get back to reality. You're going to break his
heart." She said softly, and with concern.
"And what about me? Do you think I'm just using him? I like him, Mac." He said
loudly, then he gasped.
"I can tell." She said even softer. "But what's going to happen when we leave.
You know we can't stay here. We've got to get back to 2014. I start school in
three days and your dad must be worried like crazy about you." She reasoned.
"I know he must be. It's just the two of us since my Mom is no longer around. I
miss him too…do you think we can take Tanner with us?" he asked quickly.
"I seriously doubt it. Anyways, what would his parents say if he disappeared?
He has a life here and he can't exactly tell his parents he's going to go off
with you. Brady…here in the 60's one can't go around and talk about …you know.
They'd get in trouble with all sorts of people." She said sweetly, but still
had a bit of a bossy tone.
"I can at least ask him to think about it." He said urgently.
"Brady, the storm will blow in tonight and he can't make that kind of decision
in that short amount of time. If he escaped and made it back to reality with
us…you know the actor who played him is still alive. What if they were to
meet?" she asked.
"You've watched Back to the Future too many times Mac." He said with a bit of
humor.
"Talk to him about it, but don't press him Brady. You have just a few short
hours left." She said, and the sound of receding footsteps echoed below.
Tanner sat there, stunned and confused. His head hurt with everything he just
heard. On one hand, he knew Brady really cared for him more than he could have
possibly known, on the other, it sounded like they had only hours left
together. A tuft of blond hair emerged from the door and he met Brady's blue
eyes. Climbing the rest of the way inside, he sat down on a wooden bench. They
sat in silence for a while before Brady reached out and Tanner took his hand.
Shifting over, Tanner sat next to him, letting his head drop to the blondes
shoulder.
"Tanner…how much did you hear?" he asked shakily.
"Umm…" he whispered.
"So, you heard everything. I can't explain everything, but I have to leave
tonight…and it's possible I'll never see you again. But you have to know that
it's something that I can't really control. I have to go…go to somewhere I
don't think you can follow. If you did, you may never see your parents or
friends ever again. I don't want you to lose them, so…I don't think I should
tell you much more except I'll miss you like mad." He said softly, and with
great pain in his voice.
"What kind of place?" he asked.
To tell the truth, he couldn't really remember very many moments in his
childhood. He must have had one, but he couldn't really place it. He felt love
for his parents, but couldn't even remember very many moments that he thought
he should have…like birthdays, or fights with them. What about school and his
friends. He remembered building this tree house, but he couldn't remember all
the details. Every time he tried to think of any specific from his past, all he
would get was a fuzzy picture and a warm feeling with no real attachment.
"Well, it's a place with…well….problems from everyday life." He said, looking
off into the distance.
"Like what?"
"Like, getting acne, breaking your arm, not getting your homework done, getting
into an argument with a parent or a grown up and having to be disciplined. I've
broken my arm twice, I had to go to the dentist, and I had a dog that someone
ran over once. Problems dude." He said quickly.
Tanner stared into the woods. He couldn't really imagine any of those things
happening. That must be what most people have to deal with every day. Every day
for him seemed to be a walk in the park. He got to sing and dance whenever he
felt like it, and everyone around him would automatically know exactly what he
was doing. Brady's hand was on his thigh and he hadn't noticed until he glanced
downward. He did remember and like to play with himself. It felt really good,
but it seemed rather boring when it came to someone else touching him. Would he
want to leave everyone he knew behind?
"If I wanted to, could I come with you Brady?" he asked seriously.
"I don't know. I'd want you to, but it may not be possible." He said, leaning
in against Tanner.
"Well, um…what you did for me this morning…" he mumbled looking down at Brady's
covered crotch.
"Yea?" he asked, a bit more animated.
"I want to go with you." He said suddenly.
Sitting up straight, he looked at him hard. He stared for a long time, his
mouth a perfectly still and his brow crinkled in thought.
"What about your life here? Your parent's bud?" he asked, looking a bit
concerned.
"I can't really explain this, "he said, looking away, and then back to him "but
I honestly can't say much about them. Every time I try to think of them or my
memories as a child, I can't come up with anything specific. I'll leave a long
letter to them, trying to explain things. But I'm coming with you if you'll
take me." He said, staring into his blue eyes with a fierceness he'd never felt
before.
Brady grinned widely and pressed into him. Their lips meshed together, not
coming apart for what felt like a long time. Tanner stood, and crawled down the
trunk and onto the ground. Looking up, he watched as Brady's long legs tried to
find their footing. Grinning, he sped ahead, taking the trail back to his
house. Pausing about halfway, he turned and waited until he could make out a
mop of blond hair approaching. Chuckling, he dashed on and ran into his house,
making sure to leave the door open. Making it to his room he waited, hoping
Brady would just come inside without knocking on-
Brady peered at him through his doorway. Tanner nodded his head for him to come
on in. inside, Tanner held up his hand and pointed to the open door. Brady
turned and closed it softly. Turning, Tanner noticed that his eyes had turned
bright and full of lust. Biting his lip he waited on his bed as Brady
approached him. Grinning, Brady reached out and pulled his head forward and
stopped just as his nose was in front of his crotch. Lightly, he nipped at the
growing bulge and finally pressed his lips into the lump. Opening his mouth a
bit wider, he tilt his head and grabbed onto Brady's hardness.
Glancing up, Brady smiled down at him for a moment before reaching down and
pushing his own shorts down. The thick tuft of dark blonde pubes brushed
against his nose as the shorts finally fell from his waist. Not needing any
further invitations, he reached out with a hand and gripped his base while
opening his mouth to let the head in. above, Brady groaned as he pushed his
tongue into his piss slit and finally pushed the foreskin down to the shaft.
Using his other hand, he lightly squeezed and massaged his sagging nuts.
Turning his head, he made his way down the shaft and slurped op one of his
nuts, then the other.
There was a tug on his shirt and Tanner lifted his arms as it was pulled off
his body. As Brady pulled his own shirt off as Tanner let his fingers dig
through the hair of his groin and up his chest. The flat of his hand rubbed at
each pectoral before shifting to the side and up into his left armpit.
Chuckling, Brady lifted his arm as Tanner explored the pit, clearly fascinated.
Dark blond, the hair poked out just as much if not more than his thick bush.
Taking the hint, Brady rotated so his other pit could be touched. Reaching
down, Brady lifted one of Tanner's arms and lightly let his fingertips graze
across the area. He gave a disappointed grunt at the lack of attention.
Wriggling his eyebrows, Brady pushed him forcefully on his back on the bed.
Pushing up his arm, Brady dove down and tongued at his pit. Moaning loudly,
Tanner stopped licking at Brady's cock, the feeling from the exploring tongue
seemed a bit too much. Pulling back, Brady chuckled at him and finally licked
at Tanner's nipple before traveling down his chest. His shorts were still on as
Brady's face came to rest over his groin. Brady mouthed at his hard cock
through the fabric, letting him buck his hips upward. Lightly, he pulled at the
shorts and they slipped off easily. Meeting his eyes, he grinned and took his
length into his mouth. He groaned and let his hand drop down and pull at the
blonde's hair, forcing his mouth down even further.
His legs were lifted up and Brady's tongue explore his nuts and finally pushed
into his hole. Moaning, he reached down and held his own legs apart. Now with
both hands free, Brady used one to slowly stroke Tanner's leaking cock, while
the other pressed a finger into his tight hole. Hissing, he waited as the digit
grazed over that wonderful lump of tendons that shot fire into his body. There
was another finger pressed inside. Instead of pulling them out, Brady began to
widen them and scissor the entrance. Finally a third finger was inserted,
causing even more pain. Looking down, he bit his lip as he met Brady's blue
eyes.
It seemed there was an unspoken question on his lips. A pained look crossed
over his face as his intentions seemed to come across clearly. Tanner paused
and glanced down at Brady's uncut cock. Even as he watched it, the entire
length would twitch with each of Brady's heartbeats. The frequency between
throbs lesser as his excitement increased. Scared, he looked back up and tried
to relax. In his mind, he could hear Brady conversation from earlier.
"And what about me? Do you think I'm just using him? I like him, Mac."
Biting his lip, he looked back up and gave a single nod.
***** Double Load *****
Brady looked at Tanner laying before him. He held his legs apart, watching as
Brady continued to scissor his opening. The boy on the bed had never really
been hurt in his life. Knowing from recent experience, inserting a cock into
one's ass wasn't the easiest thing to do. Or course, Brady's dick wasn't
anywhere near as thick as Tanner's. So the pain wouldn't be anywhere near as
painful is it was for him. Still, he wanted to be gentle...at first.
Eyes still wide Tanner grinned and nodded once more. Brady felt his heart throb
with what he felt for the boy in front of him. Something about his personality
seemed as real as anyone. He was convinced a person like that deserves to be
brought into the real world. Crinkling his brow, he surged forward and pressed
his lips onto him. There was a surprising gasp, then the mouth transformed into
a smile. Desperately, he pulled him in and kissed his lips and over to his ear.
Breathing hot air into the canal, he lightly nibbled on the lobe. A hand
reached around his neck and was placed with the palm down on his upper back.
Still chewing on the ear, Brady reached down and pointed his cock toward
Tanner's entrance. Shifting forward, he pressed the tip at the tight rim.
Suddenly Tanner began to shake and he went still.
Pulling his head back, he stared intently into the hazel eyes below. Tanner's
gaze shifted downward and Brady shifted and pulled on Tanner's chin until it
looked up.
"Just keep looking at me Tanner. I'll go slowly. Don't break eye contact and if
it hurts you tell me and I'll stop without hesitation." He whispered softly and
urgently.
Taking a few breathes, Tanner slowly nodded and kept his eyes on him. Smiling
softly, he leaned in and kissed him once more. Abruptly, he scooted down and
wrapped his lips around the head of Tanner's uncut cock. Surprised, the boy
moaned loudly and the unexpected heat surrounded his meat. A drop of precum
fell off his own cock and fell atop his calf he had curled under himself.
Knowing that once he finally was in, it would take no time. So, he wanted to
pleasure Tanner as much as possible. The way he was acting, he wanted to bottom
for him once more before tonight sometime.
Using his fingers, he once more worked at the tight hole below. Just in the few
moments he had stopped his stretching of his entrance, he had already
retightened. Glad he changed his tact, he knew it would be easier for Tanner.
Gripping the massive shaft, he jerked it slowly, letting the precum drip onto
the boy's groin. Grinning, he dabbed at it and brought it back down and pushed
it into him. Lowering himself downward, he sucked at his nuts and finally
pressed his tongue into the puckered rim. Once more, Tanner took hold of his
own thighs and pulled them apart further than ever before. Deciding he was
finally ready, he lifted himself up and scooted forward.
Eyes, half lidded from lust he gave Brady a lazy smile pressed his lips up at
him. Smiling himself, he leaned in and connected them. Twisting his hips
forward, he felt his dick meet the fuzz he knew that surrounded Tanner's
entrance. Tilting his cock a bit, he pressed himself at the depression. Pulling
his head back, he kept his eyes fixed on Tanner's. Rotating his head a bit, he
again asked for another confirmation. Without hesitation, Tanner nodded with
eagerness. Not blinking, he thrust slowly forward.
There was a slight resistance, then he felt it slide into Tanner's hot
tightness. Below, he bit his lip and his brow crinkled with what he knew was
Tanner's attempt to hide the pain. Stopping, he waited to move again until the
lines on his forehead relaxed. Again, he began to move, though a bit faster
that he meant to. He couldn't really help it. The heat and the tightness made
his mind go crazy.
Taking hold of Tanner's thighs, he sat up straighter and moved them into a
vertical angle. Once there, he thrust harder and faster. Perhaps a bit too much
and too fast because the boy below hissed. Still, he didn't stop him as he
pulled almost all the way out and buried his member again. He had an ability
that was rather rare. He could cum multiple times without pulling his dick out
of the hole. Tanner reached up and took hold of Brady's left bicep as he
twisted a bit more to the side. His legs finally rested sideways on the bed. He
rammed his cock into Tanner faster as the legs were how out of the way. Below,
Tanner was jerking his own uncut cock slowly, apparently wanting to take his
time.
Brady wanted to curse and tell Tanner how good it felt to fuck him, but he
guessed the profanity wouldn't be well received. He'd have to work on that
sometime. The pressure against his dick tightened as Tanner actually squeeze
his hole around him. Groaning, he leaned in nibbled at the boy's nipple and
licked his way up to his armpit. At that, Tanner stroked himself faster. Glad
that armpit play was ok with him, he dug deeper and made his tongue touch the
skin under the tuft of hair there. Pulling out all the way, he sat back and
roughly pushed him into the doggy style position.
Kissing his back, Brady crouched on with his feet planted flat on the bed.
Aiming his member, he plowed into him at full force. There came a startled cry
from Tanner, but no objections. Gripping his hips, he thrust faster and faster
like a piston. It was coming, he could feel the fluid rushing from his nuts and
into his dick. Grunting and whimpering he pounded Tanner's ass without
restraint, his whole cock actually leaving the hole before he plunged in again.
He gave a heave and his seed flooded into the boy. So powerful, his legs became
wobbly and he had to lay across his back and wrap his arm around Tanner's chest
so he wouldn't fall over.
"Wow, I can feel it Brady." He said stunned, but was interrupted as he once
again began to move.
"I going to fuck you again." He said, without thinking about his words.
The body below him stiffened, but he didn't say anything.
"Sorry…you just feel so good Tanner." He whispered, moving his hips in and out
again.
"S'ok. You know, it doesn't hurt as much as I thought it would." He said.
"Good…because it's about to get rougher." He growled, leaning forward and
kissing the back of his neck.
Releasing his right hand from his hip, he reached under and jerked Tanner's
monster cock as he still held tight to his left hip. The sound of flapping skin
echoed around the room as he went slower, but pounded in a bit harder. Pulling
back he jumped off the bed and pulled Tanner off by his cock. He kissed him,
then pushed him on his back and maneuvered his hips until Tanner's ass hung
over the mattress. Dropping to his knees, Brady leaned in and licked at the cum
dripping out of his entrance. Pushing his tongue inside, he tasted his own seed
and moaned hungrily. Shifting up, he sucked on the dark furry nuts while he
pressed his thumb into him. Slurping up the shaft, he took hold of the base and
aimed it towards his mouth. As his lips wrapped around the head, he tilting his
own hips, and rammed into him without warning.
"Shit!" roared Tanner.
Lips still locked onto his meat, his eyes flicked up toward his face. He
grinned around his cock at Tanner's somewhat ashamed face. Winking, he went
back to work as he thrust in again, harder. Opening his hips, he stood and
placed Tanner's legs over each of his shoulders and lifted his lower half by
holding onto the small of his back. Abruptly, he started to thrust faster
rather than harder. Now his cock stayed inside him and barely moved more than a
couple inches in each direction. This allowed him to thrust faster like he was
jerking himself off. Already, he felt his next release approaching with
incredible speed.
"You want it?" he teased, voice shaky.
"Yes." He whimpered, leaning his head upward.
"I'm almost there. I'm gunna cum inside you again." He grunted.
"Do it." He ordered.
His hips shook and his brow crinkled as he shot his load again. Giving a grunt
that sounded more like a sob, he became still, letting it shoot out of him from
a standstill. Eyes, widening, Tanner reached up and pulled him in by his neck
and kissed him. Panting, he let Tanner win the battle of the tongues as he
smiled. Leg's shaky, he pulled back and let his spent uncut cock slide out of
his slick asshole. Sweat ran down his back and forehead, slightly dripping on
to Tanner's nose. Feeling the bed shift, Tanner wriggled out from under him and
approached him from behind. At this point, he was so spent and tired, he
couldn't have stopped Tanner from fucking him again even if he didn't want him
to.
Glancing around, he watched as Tanner dug at his behind and finally moved his
hand around and spread the seed on his dick. Using more, he covered Brady's
hole with his own cum. Yet again, he added more and used it to lubricate
Brady's hole, pushing as much inside as he could. Apparently there was still
plenty left inside him that he poured into those areas. Grinning slyly, Tanner
shuffled forward and let his huge cock rest at the entrance to Brady's hole.
Not breaking eye contact, he slowly pushed at the puckered opening. Biting his
lip, he closed his eyes and turned around as the thick cock finally pushed
inside
Though he should still be stretched out from earlier this morning, it still
hurt just as much. When it was finally buried to the hilt, he let his head drop
to the mattress, hiding the pain on his face. Apparently to impatient, he
pulled back and pushed in again. Tanner gave a whimper and let his head drop to
Brady's sweaty back. Light kisses were placed all over as his hips shifted
again. Arms wrapped around his chest as his movements began to intensify. A
hand reached down and pulled at his soft cock. He grinned as Tanner had fun
trying to make it hard again. As he felt his foreskin being pulled back, it
began to grow. That was another thing he liked. Foreskin play was a major turn
on for him.
Chuckling, Tanner continued to play with the skin, knowing what it was doing to
him. It certainly took his mind off of the thick member that was plowing into
him. Now that he found another guy like himself, if they would ever make it to
the real world, he wanted to dock with him. Just though thought made him
harder. Wanting to help Tanner along, he squeezed his ass, making the passage
tighter and more pleasurable for him. Moaning loudly, he pulled back and thrust
harder into him. Giving a strangled yelp, Tanner didn't stop. The next thrust
was harder, but it also hit his prostate. Shifting his hips a bit to make sure
it was struck again, Tanner pulled all the way out and thrust in a gain.
Crying out loudly, he felt like the skin around his hole might break. He was
just starting to worry about that possibility until another thrust hit his
prostate hard enough that he came. Tanner was still playing with his cock at
that time. All he was doing was just rolling the skin back and forth without
stroking him. Feeling the hot liquid spray his hands, Tanner let out a
surprised exclamation at the act. Removing his hands for his cock, he gripped
his hips and began to thrust hard and fast. Luckily, it didn't take but about
another twenty seconds when he let out a grunt and had to hold onto his back to
keep from falling to the floor. The cum filled his ass as he let it all go. His
hands were so sweaty, Tanner was barely able to keep hold of him and not slip
off.
After a few moments, Tanner reluctantly pulled out and dropped to the floor.
Turning, he grinned as Tanner lay flat and stared up at the ceiling fan with a
look of wonder written across his face. Chuckling, he pushed himself off and
tried to stand. Not realizing just how weak he still was, he fell hard onto the
floor. Luckily, Tanner had reached his hand out and kept his head from hitting
the floor too hard. Sighing, he turned sideways and looked at the boy. Brady
was the one to lay his head atop Tanner's chest like he had done last night.
***** the Chase *****
Chapter Notes
     Figure I'd add another chapter since Teen Beach Movie 2 aired last
     night. Not as smutty as I had planned. Check for another new chapter
     by the end of the weekend.....which will be much smuttier.
Bradys' POV
They were laying side by side on Tanner's bed. Both completely nude and sweaty
from their fuck session. Fingers intertwined, Tanner had his chin resting on
Brady's shoulder. A slight breeze blew through the window. Bringing in the
smell of sand and surf, and something that reminded Brady of mechanized rubber.
Opening his eyes, he raised his head and looked down at his lover. Softly
smiling, Tanner seemed to be asleep. His darkly tanned chest rose and fell
heavily. Grinning, he couldn't blame him. He was just as tired. He had been
more sexually active in the past couple of days than he could remember during a
whole week with a girl that would put out. Girls just didn't like foreplay. At
least on an uncut guy like himself.
Staring down at Tanner's soft member, Brady lightly sat up. Gently he pulled
his hand away from Tanner's. Deciding he was actually asleep, he scooted off
the bed and looked out the window. The view was spectacular. Off to the right,
the shoreline curved along the raised land where the lighthouse stood on vigil.
He frowned, knowing he'd have to find a way to sneak in there with Mac and get
home. A pang of guilt made him look back at Tanner. He wanted him to come with
them. Though Tanner said he wouldn't miss his parents, he found that hard to
believe. Still smiling softly, Brady walked over and stood next to the tanned
guy. He was perfect. Not too tall or short, toned body, great white teeth,
sweet personality and not overly macho, a singer, and a big uncut cock
surrounded by a natural bush.
He knelt by the bed, staring closely at the soft cock. It laid across his right
thigh, somewhat red with overuse. Raising his hand, he made to cup it but was
distracted by a shadow crossing over Tanner's body. Whipping his head around,
he gazed at the window in alarm. Standing, he shuffled over to the window as
quickly and quietly as possible. Peering outside it, he couldn't make anything
out. There was a shadow off to the left, but the window pane limited his
vision. Reaching over, he pulled on the latch but it didn't budge. Glancing to
it, he realized it was locked. Again, movement came from the side. By the time
he had unlocked it and threw open the window, whatever had been out there was
gone.
Standing atop the bed, he put one foot outside when he heard Tanner stir. As he
looked back towards him, he noticed he was still completely nude. His cheeks
burned as he realized he had been about to step out onto the roof where anyone
could see his state of dress. By the time he had jumped down onto the floor,
Tanner was sitting up and staring at him with concern. Searching the floor, he
grabbed his clothes and started to dress quickly. Tanner scooted over to the
edge and dropped his feet to the floor. Glancing at him, he smiled and pulled
his shorts up.
"What's wrong pal?" he asked softly.
Even in the dire situation, he smirked at the word. Tying his short strings, he
leaned in and kissed him hard on the lips.
"Nothing. I have to go see about something real quick." He said.
Seeing Tanner's face fall, it was clear he was afraid he was being abandoned.
Sighing, he looked out the window again and noticed a figure heading off toward
the east. The only person that it could be was one of the scientists' from the
lighthouse. Letting out a breath of air knowing he still had time, he turned
back and smiled at Tanner. Something in his eyes must have calmed him, because
Tanner seemed to relax. Grinning he stepped back over and leaned down. Tanner
reached out and pulled him onto his lap. The movement was so fast he felt a
little stunned as he looked into his eyes.
"I care for you a lot…Brady" Tanner whispered into his ear, kissing neck.
Brady felt a little speechless. This guy was doing something that was
definitely intended to turn him on. It was something he had done before. What
had he done to this sweet guy he had met. Below, he felt something poking at
his shorts. Smirking, he turned back to him with raised eyebrows. Looking
embarrassed, Tanner released his arms and looked away. His hands flew over his
crotch, which instead landed on top of Brady's. Laughing, Brady realized Tanner
had meant to place his hands in front of his own crotch to hide his arousal.
Ears turning dark, Tanner wouldn't meet his eye
"Sorry." Tanner muttered, his original attitude resurfacing.
"Don't say sorry. We're teen's dude." He laughed, and ground his ass down into
him.
Tanner unconsciously thrust upward. The hardness seemed to expand greatly in
just that one movement. Brows crinkling, Tanner made to scoot back from Brady
with shame.
"Let me take care of it for you real quick." He grinned.
Before Tanner could reply, Brady slid off his lap and turned. Crouching, he
placed his knees on the floor. No longer restricted, the thick meat bounced and
pointed up at a vertical angle. Grabbing his calves, he pulled Tanner until his
toes touched the floor and his nuts hung off the side of the bed. Smirking, he
glanced up and made eye contact as he leaned in and gave the sac a lick.
Tanner's dick jumped with the contact. A glazed expression overcame his face as
Brady sucked them gently into his mouth.
With a moan, Tanner let his back fall to the mattress. Lifting his arms, he
stretched them until he could grab hold of Brady's hair. Fists full of hair, he
pulled Brady up and onto his swollen cock. Glancing up, he smirked at Tanner's
closed eyes. Lowering his head, his lips pushed back his foreskin and then
wrapped around the base of the head. Pushing his tongue into the slit, he
reached up and inserted a finger into Tanner's hole. Gasping, Tanner thrusted
his hips upward, burying the rest of his member inside Brady's hot mouth.
Releasing his hair, Tanner squeezed his own nipple and used the other hand to
place at the back of his head, keeping it in place.
"Yeah, suck my dick Brady." Came Tanner's deep voice.
Instantly, Brady felt his half hard cock grow to full mast. That was the
dirtiest thing he had ever heard from Tanner. Putting more effort into it, he
deep throated him, but couldn't go as far as he wanted. His dick was just too
damn thick. After a few moments, Tanner pushed Brady's face away and stood up
abruptly. Again, he reached down and pulled harshly at Brady's hair. Hissing,
he rose met his lips. Tanner pushed his tongue inside Brady's mouth, and slowly
walked forward, causing him to walk backward. A couple steps later and he felt
his back press against a wall, tugging at his shorts. Mouth turning into a
smile, Tanner pulled back and stared down as the shorts fell to the floor.
Brady watched as Tanner pulled his cock until it horizontal from his body.
Leaning in, Tanner stuck his tongue out. Grinning, Brady mirrored him. Both
tongues met before Tanner forced his into his mouth. Reaching down, he pushed
down on Tanner's thick shaft until the head pressed against his own. Feeling
his foreskin being pushed to the base of his dick, he glanced down. Pushing
Tanner's foreskin back, he watched as Tanner rolled Brady's back up and finally
over Tanner's head. Hands crossed, Tanner slowly stroked Brady, and Brady
Tanner's.
"Faster." Muttered Tanner, his movements becoming jerky.
Feeling his own orgasm building, he gripped harder and stared into Tanner's
hazy gaze. Lips twitching, Tanner leaned forward. Quickly he met the kiss, and
stroked even faster. Still holding onto the shaft, he wrapped his arm around
Tanner's neck and grinned as Tanner let out a cry and shook. Hot liquid pressed
at the head of his cock. Cum filled the area between their cock heads, their
foreskins keeping the liquid hot and confined. Eyes bulging, he followed suit.
Groaning, he shot his load, mixing their seed. It felt as if electricity shot
through his body.
"Brady." Tanner whispered.
No longer able to hold back the flood, Tanner and he released their hold at the
same time. White liquid fell heavily to the floor. Cocks twitching and
throbbing, they stared down at the mess on the carpet. Shaking his head, Tanner
looked up and then away, a blush creeping up his face. Brady, pulled him back
in and kissed him on the neck. Knowing it would still be too sensitive, he
reached down and yanked at Tanner's length. Laughing, he pulled his hips back,
trying to get his cock out of reach. Relenting, he sighed and kissed him on the
cheek.
"I'm going to get some towels to clean that up." Tanner said, giving Brady's
sweaty ass a slap playfully.
"Hey now!" he laughed, following him into the hall.
Instead of turning into the bathroom, Tanner paused and then headed towards the
end of the hall. Tanner turned back and winked at him as Brady entered the
bathroom. After peeing, he exited and headed back to the bedroom, towel in hand
to clean up the mess. Crouching, he wiped up the darkened wet spots on the
floor. Finished, he stood. Feeling much happier, he tried to think of why he
had headed over to the window in the first place. Glancing around, he picked up
his shorts and slipped them on without noticing the shadow that fell over the
window.
Tanners' POV.
On the way to the bathroom to get a towel, he remembered that he was going with
Brady tonight. Sighing, he changed his course and headed for the kitchen.
Walking up to a cabinet, he opened and pulled out a piece of paper. Sitting
down at the table, he grabbed a pen and thought about what to write. It was
strange, he felt love for his parents but couldn't remember when they said
they'd be home. Having a feeling he wouldn't be away for long, he wrote down
that he loved them. Also, that he would be back before school started in
September. Satisfied, he stood and walked over to the hall closet. Pulling out
a tote bag, he walked back to his room.
Brady wasn't there so he just assumed he was still in the bathroom. Going
through his drawers, he picked out a few of his best clothes and put them
inside before putting his arms through the straps of the bag. Sitting on the
bed, he waited for Brady to join him. Standing, he walked back through his room
and into the hall. Looking down at the bottom of the bathroom door, he noticed
the light was off. Thinking this strange, he knocked and called out to him.
Turning the handle, he opened the door and turned on the light. There was no
one in there. Frowning, he turned and walked back into his room.
At that point, he noticed the window was open and that the bed was off center.
Hurrying over, he looked out and stared around. Movement caught his eye down by
the neighbor's driveway. A van was rocking from side to side as it pulled out
onto the road. A flash of blond came from behind a window. Freezing, he stared
down at the van, too scared to look away. Suddenly, the window shattered and
Brady's blond haired head poked through. He gave a strangled shout as someone
hit him from behind. Head lolling, the van accelerated and headed out of view.
Coming to his senses, he looked around and grabbed a pair of shoes and a shirt.
Pulling his bag off his should, he drew the shirt over his head. He stumbled
out of the room attempting to put on the shoes, but on the wrong foot.
Growling, he came to a halt and put them on the correct foot. Sprinting out the
door, he just had time to notice the van turning down the only road in the
distance off to the left. The only thing that was down that lane was the
lighthouse. Knowing he couldn't go alone, he ran to find his friends from Big
Mama's.
Inside, he saw Lela crying and talking to a group of people. Running up to
them, he had to bend over and breathe. It occurred to him this was the first
time that he could remember ever feeling scared about anything. Still panting,
he listened as Lela told them how Mac was pulled into a van and drove away
before anyone could stop it. Startled, he straightened and walked quickly over
to the group. Relating his story, they all look stunned.
"How do we find them?" Lela cried.
"They're at the lighthouse! I saw it turn down the road." He exclaimed.
"Rioght, well, every one of you's pick a bika and we'll get em." Said Butchy
from the side.
The crowd pushed and shoved until they were outside. Off in the horizon, dark
clouds were forming as the sun met the sea with slight flashes of light. Tanner
couldn't wait for the mass of people to come outside. Frustrated, he took off
on foot, ignoring the shouts from behind him. Cutting across the beach, the
road curved around and he found the pavement once more. There was a roar from
behind and he slowed. Six bikes passed him. One slowed and Butchy reached out
an arm. Heaving, he grabbed it and slung himself behind the lead biker. The
bike roared and accelerated forward, causing Tanner to wrap an arm around
Butchy's chest.
Leaning to the side, he watched as the others came to a halt as two figures
stood by the very van that had abducted Brady. Butchy's bike pushed forward and
came to a halt as the van's sliding door was opened. Inside, Mac was gagged and
was pulling at her hands and feet. She kept glancing over at Brady, whose eyes
were closed and gave no movement. Blood covered the right side of his face.
Feeling his heart stop, Tanner shook and looked at Brady. A rumble of thunder
echoed overhead. Something he had heard when listening to Brady and Mac's
argument came to mind as a louder rumbling sound came from the lighthouse. It
was important that they had to be in the water as the storm passed.
"Make a distraction." Tanner whispered into Butchy's ear.
Though he didn't say anything, he gave a slight nod. Tanner slid off the bike
and walked between the other bikes, making sure to stay out of sight of the two
guys watching over the van. A roar from the left caused everyone to look over.
Almost before the roar ended, there was an explosion of thunder and lightning.
Glancing up, he noticed the clouds had turned almost black. The sun had set and
the winds began to pick up. Finally making his way over to Lela, he tugged at
her arm and motioned for her to follow. Nodding, she slipped off the bike.
"We're going to sneak around and get inside the van. The others are going to
cause a distraction. I'll get in the driver's seat and try to drive off. You
close the sliding door and free Mac and Brady." He said, his voice cracking at
Brady's name.
She raised an eyebrow, but nodded. The other bikers revved their own engines
and made as if to run the two guys down. The men had originally been smug, but
as the bikes pressed in, they started to fidget. A thunderous boom crashed from
overhead, making Tanner and Lela cover their ears. Finally making the circle,
they snuck behind the guys and stepped into the van. Even in the low light,
Mac's eyes were wide, and tears ran down her cheeks. Biting his lip, he scooted
over to Brady.
"I thought you were going to get in the driver's seat." Lela whispered.
He knew this, but he had to look closer at Brady. Lifting his head, Tanner's
hand shook wildly as he peered into the red stained face of his love. Ripping a
piece of his shirt off, he brought it up and wiped away as much as he could.
With another bright flash from overhead, he was able to make out the source of
Brady's injury. Letting out a cry of relief, there was just a cut that sliced
his cheekbone where the window and his head and come into contact. There was a
shout, and Tanner looked up to see the men staring at them. Cursing, Tanner
leapt into the driver's seat.
Having only ever driven twice, he started the van and messed around with the
gear shift as Lela jumped to the side and slide the door closed just before one
of the guys pulled out something from his jacket. Off to the right, the
lighthouse started to glow, with a loud hum resonating from within. Glass broke
as he finally figured out how to put the van into drive. Lela moved back and
untied Mac as another window broke. Tanner cried out, feeling a pain from his
right leg. Tears trailed down his cheeks as it felt like his leg was on fire. A
flash of light and the tone of the hum from the lighthouse reached a higher
pitch. Something grabbed his right hip.
"Get to the water." Brady rasped from behind.
"Hang on!" Tanner shouted to the others in the back.
The van shook is Tanner plowed down the western side of the hill the lighthouse
was on. Years ago, the hill had been changed so the slope was gradual in case
any ships were to hit land and crash into jagged rocks around the base of the
lighthouse. Moving his right leg over, it hurt too much and he wasn't able to
press his foot against the brake pedal. Crashing into the water, he fell
forward in a way that protected him from smashing into the steering wheel. Mac
and Lela screamed, while Brady let out a soft chuckle. Lela opened the sliding
door on the other side of the van. Mac jumped out and landed in water up to her
thighs. Tanner opened the driver's door and tried to stand. Lela stood on the
floor of the van and watched as Brady stumbled, and dropped one foot to the
water.
Tanner yelped, reaching down and looking at his leg. Brady looked at him, and
then at his leg. Still with a foot on the floor, he reached around and pulled
at Tanner. Grunting, he bit his lip and leaned forward. Falling, the wet water
washed over him as Brady finally stepped off the van and into the water as a
flash of light and a boom of some distant noise that crashed over him. Tanner
had one last look at the lighthouse from under the water. The pain from his leg
seared into his body, as he fell into blackness.
***** Reality Part one *****
Chapter Notes
     Just a rough draft but later I'll come back to it and fix all the
     mistakes later
Everything was hazy. Somewhere…somewhere close he heard someone singing alone.
A voice he would recognize anywhere. Cool air blew across his face as he
finally pried his eyes open. The voice, and his surroundings were out of focus.
Though it was dark inside, he felt it was daytime. Blinking, he pushed himself
up on an elbow and bend his leg as if to sit up straight. Immediately, he
hissed as pain coursed through his body. Dropping back to the bed, for it was a
bed, he turned his head side to side checking out what was around him.
The bed was fairly large, larger than his own. Dark brown sheets covered his
body and black pillows laid across one side where his left leg hurt. Some
strange but pleasant spice smell filled the air. A ceiling fan was spinning
rather quickly, causing his hair to flutter around. He didn't really like his
hair messed with, but this didn't really bother him at the moment. Catching
sight of a door that was partially open, he guessed was where the singing was
coming from. The walls were light brown with dark curtains and two or three
large dressers positioned against the walls. Another door off to the left stood
open and he could make out a toilet and cabinets.
The voice was becoming clearer as his sense came back slowly. He could tell he
was only wearing boxers, as the feel of the cool sheets pressed against his
bare skin. As he attempted to sit up again, he groaned and the singing stopped.
From overhead, he heard the sound of quick footsteps and finally the shake of
someone bounding down the stairs. Glancing up, he looked at Brady as he pushed
the door open wide. His eyes seemed to burn into him, as if afraid he'd
disappear. Crossing the room in only a couple of steps Brady pressed his lips
against his own and hugged him fiercely. Not able to help himself, he held him
just as tight, feeling a couple of tears creep out of the corner of his eyes.
By the time Brady pulled back, the tears were gone.
"I was so worried. You've been asleep for almost a full day." Brady said
shakily.
"I'm ok….pal." he grinned.
"Oh…I missed you." He laughed and kissed him again.
"What happened? Is Lela OK? Where are we?" he asked hurriedly.
"Easy. After you fell in the water, I joined you and Mac. We were transported
back to my world….or home…or whatever. Lela didn't come with us. She wasn't in
the water when my foot hit the water. Mac was all the way in the water, and I
had one foot in but the other was on the floor of the van. When you fell in the
water, he jumped down to get you. If Lela had been standing in the water, she
would have come, but she was still in the van helping me up. When you fell, you
were knocked out. They hit you with something that numbed your leg. If must
have been a vein or nerve because it's still affecting you. Mac and I pulled
you out of the water. Strangely enough, it's like Mac and I never left and
wasn't gone for a few days. We returned at exactly the same time we
disappeared." He said, looking a bit bemused.
"But where are we?" he asked, confused.
"This," he said, waving his arms," is my room. You had passed out so Mac and I
pulled you out of the water and onto the beach. Medics came and looked at you.
My mom's a doctor so she just said to bring you up to the house and checked out
your vitals. She said you're just in shock. I told her you were my…um…" he
paused and looked around before going on." Anyway, she said your leg will be
fine and you just need to rest and build up your strength." He finished, face
turning pink.
"You saved my life, didn't you?" Tanner asked him quietly.
"No." he said quickly, then asked tentatively. "How's your leg? Try to move it"
He got up and moved over to the bedroom door.
Grunting, Tanner pushed himself up with his hands, making sure not to use his
leg too much. Upright, he felt dizzy and swayed a bit. Brady approached again
and placed his hands on his shoulders, keeping him still. After blinking a
couple of times, he looked around again. Brady smiled, nodding to his leg.
Biting his lip, Tanner moved it slowly. The pain coursed through him, though it
disappeared quickly. Giving a smile, he moved it again and the pain was less.
Breathing easier, he smiled broadly at Brady, a ping of light bursting from his
grin.
Rushing forward, Brady pressed his lips against Tanner's with force. A hand
shot down and grabbed his crotch through the sheets. He gasped, and scooted
away. Pausing Brady sat back and looked at him with concern. Tanner glanced
over his shoulder and made sure the door was shut. When his eyes flicked back
to Brady, he discovered a smirk across the blonde's face. The hand snaked under
his sheets and rested atop his already stiffening member. After a moment,
Tanner pulled the sheet off him to watch Brady work.
Digging his hand through the opening of his boxers, he pulled out Tanner's
rapidly expanding uncut cock. By the time it was through, he was completely
hard. Grinning, Brady stroked him slowly as their eyes met again. He watched as
his foreskin was retracted and pushed to the base. Reaching out, Tanner let his
hand fall at the back of Brady's head. It seemed Brady liked for Tanner to be
forceful about stuff like this. He smiled as he pulled Brady's head down to his
crotch. Staring, he caught the tip of a pink tongue just poking out through his
lips before it pressed into the slit.
Groaning, he let his head fall back against the headboard. There was a chuckle,
but he didn't care. Dropping his other hand, he grabbed fistfuls of the blond
head and moved it up and down quickly. He wondered how on earth he had been
able to live without getting blow whenever he wanted. Though he doubted he
would want it done constantly, he sure as hell wasn't going to object when
someone like his lover was right in front of him .After a moment, he frowned as
suddenly realized he had thought the actual word "hell" Troubled, he was about
to speak when a hand reached up the left leg hole and rubbed his nuts.
"God, you're so big Tanner." Brady mused, looking up at him again.
"Brady would you…" he began, but halted.
"What?" he asked eagerly.
He felt his cheeks burn as he made a gesture for Brady to sit on him. A look of
eagerness and amusement met his face. Leaning in, he kissed hard, tongue
forcing its way into the space between his teeth and cheek. Brady pulled back
and walked back to the door and put up a finger to indicate he needed silence.
Opening the door, he poked his head out of the room and waited. After what felt
like ages, during which time, Tanner was stroking himself slowly, Brady pulled
back and gave a thumbs up. Locking the door, he walked back over to him,
discarding clothing left and right. By the time he stood next to the bed, he
was nude except for his briefs.
Instead of crawling on top, he got as close to Tanner's head beside the bed and
stood with his hands on his hips. His obvious bulge begged to be touched. Since
he couldn't make out the head, he guessed Brady's foreskin still fully covered
the entire length. A small dark spot appeared near the waist band, clearly an
indicator of precum soaking through. Grinning, he leaned in and bit onto the
hard line through the material. Brady groaned softly, finally dropping a hand
to stroke Tanner's weeping cock. Thrusts met his lips and tongue, increasing
the size of the wet spot that was already present. Reaching an arm around, he
wrapped his hand under the right cheek and pulled him in closer.
Wanting more, Tanner tugged at the waistband and Brady used his free hand to
dig under it and then push it down. Unlike his own dick, Brady's cock rested
against his belly when hard. Tanner's usually rested at a forty five degree
angle. Tufts of blond pubes darker than his the hair on his head covered the
entire crotch. It tapered upwards to a line of hair pointing towards the
bellybutton. Reaching further, Tanner probed Brady's hole. Giving a yelp of
surprise, Brady quickly turned his head and looked down at where he was being
assaulted. Turning his head back to stare at him, he smirked. Meeting his eyes
again, he rose and climbed on the bed. Still keeping eye contact, he crouched.
Using his hand, he pointed Tanner's cock directly at his ass and began to lower
his body right into Brady's tight entrance.
***** Reality Part two *****
Chapter Notes
     one more reality chapter after this, then the story will soon come to
     an end.
Tanner watched as his cock disappeared as Brady sunk all the way down. He
groaned as the tight muscles squeezed around his member. Fully impaled, Brady
sat grinning at him, enjoying the pleasure that was written clearly across his
face. Stretching out his hand, he wrapped it around Brady's own dick. Gripped
tightly, he began to move it up and down in long strokes. Leaning down, Brady
kissed him as he began to rise off his cock. Their tongues wrestled, each
trying to come out as the winner. Finally, Tanner seceded, still a bit too
tired to put more effort into it.
Grinning, Brady hummed as his tongue explored his mouth. Tanner added his other
hand onto Brady's length he began to build speed. Pulling back, Brady licked
his way across his cheek and into his ear. Blowing hot air, he nibbled on the
lob before moving down the side of his neck. He gave a yelp when he felt
something pinch his nipple. Glancing down, it seemed he had been distracted on
purpose, as the other bud was tweaked. Growling, he thrust upward with great
force jarring Brady's fingers away from their current location.
Relentless, Brady tried to return his fingers back to his now sore nipples.
Tanner released his hold Brady's cock and reached out with both of his own
hands. He intertwined their fingers, pulling them out to the side. Lifting his
head, he leaned in for another kiss. Raising an eyebrow, Tanner wanted to try
something and gave Brady a questioning look. Mirroring him, Brady cocked his
head to the side. Still not sure if that gave him permission to try what he
wanted to do. So, he leaned up, using his head to slightly push Brady's chest
to the side. Sticking out his tongue, he leaned into the thick patch of dark
blond armpit hair.
Realizing what he was doing, Brady readily lifted his elbow up and twisted his
chest to make it easier for him. With confirmed permission, he opened his mouth
and let Brady lower himself even further. At first, he was worried it would
smell and taste bad. But it seemed he had taken care of that concern. Whatever
he had used to do the cleaning had been somewhat fruity in scent. Thankfully
there was no cologne though. Lifting his body again, he switched sides. Copying
the act, he studied Brady's face as his tongue dug into the depression. Tempted
to laugh, Brady's eyes were closed and he had a smirk on his face. Shaking his
head, he felt that was enough.
"Ahh" he whined.
"Oh, suck it up." He teased.
"Don't mind if I do." He said and dove down.
He gasped as the rasp of his tongue dug into his own armpit. Shaking, he looked
up with his eyes wide. Unexpectedly, he came with a fury and a grunt. Brady
rose and looked down at him in surprise. Tanner moaned as his orgasm
intensified. No longer able to keep his eyes open, he bit down on his lip. It
seemed to go on forever, but he was brought back to reality when he felt a hot
spray of liquid cover his chest and face. Opening his eyes, he glanced down and
watched Brady shake, slowly squeezing out the last few drops of cum. With a
last shake, Brady pushed his cock down and slapped Tanner's cum covered groin.
Watching, he smeared the scattered droplets all over his body.
Cringing, he looked up into Brady's amused face. Winking, he leaned down to
capture his lips, then paused to lick some of his own seed off his face. Once
started, he seemed to want to finish the act. Groaning, he pushed himself up
and slowly rose off of his dick. Sliding out, his half hard member fell and
laid curled over his right thigh. Cum dripped out of Brady's ass and landed in
pools over his crotch and groin. Raising his eyebrows, Brady looked impressed
with the amount that was inside him.
"Wow, that's a lot for only reframing from jerking it barely a day. Do you
always cum so much?" he asked curiously.
"I don't know…"he felt his ears burn as he went on. "I usually jerk off three
or four times a day." He finished.
"Dude! That's insane, don't you get sore?" he asked, jumping off the bed and
sat on the floor.
Sitting on the floor, he looked at him as he let his head drop to his pillow.
He was totally spent and was already feeling tired again. Shrugging, he grinned
and let his eyes fall.
"Oye!" Brady said loudly, causing Tanner to almost sit up.
"What?" he asked, yawning.
"Come on, I'm giving you a bath. I don't want my bed to have a mess on it." He
said with wink.
Frowning, he nodded and rose, but fell back with a grunt. Brady eyed him and
put up a finger telling him to wait. Getting to his feet, Brady left his side
and walked into his bathroom. Bending over, his head and shoulders disappeared.
The sound of water crashing filled the room. Turning back, Brady returned to
him and leaned down, giving him a quick kiss. Squatting, he pushed his arms
under his thighs and back. With a grunt, Tanner was lifted into the air.
Grinning, he gave the little ping from his white teeth. Rolling his eyes, Brady
carried in bride style out of the main bedroom and into his bathroom.
Tanner looked into the large bathtub and wrapped an arm around Brady's neck.
Shifting his weight slightly, he stepped over the side into the tub. Widening
his stance, he squatted and finally sat on the bottom. Hot water rushed over
his body. Giving a hiss, he made as if to kick away, but his leg gave a pang
pain. Brady looked at him with worried face. He mouthed "Too hot". Nodding,
Brady reached over and adjusted the dials. Rotating his hips, he pushed
Tanner's toes under the faucet and waited. Sighing, he gave a nod of approval.
Relieved, Brady kissed him on the cheek.
"Umm….how do you usually wash? I mean.." he said with curiosity, "Your hair
doesn't get wet, and…" he stopped looking at him with confusion.
Now that he thought of it, he wasn't sure. He tried to think back to what he
did. Nothing came to mind though, so he shrugged. Halfway through thinking
about this, his skin started to feel funny. The feel of something strange began
to surround him. Feeling panicked, he looked around in fright. Brady sat back
and looked on with a bemused expression. A hand dropped to his chest, and
Tanner calmed. Picking up a wash rag, he dunked it into the water and added
some fruity smelling soap. Attempting to take it himself, Brady pulled his hand
out of his reach.
"Let me try." He whispered softly.
The way he said it made him feel secure and safe. Lifting the rag, he scrubbed
across his tanned chest. His skin tingled with the contact, making him moan
softly. Chuckling, Brady made his way around his upper chest and under his
arms. The feeling was so new and strange, he felt himself starting to grow hard
as the rag scrubbed lower and lower. After a few moments he closed his eyes and
let Brady do the work. Brady shifted his body further back into the tub. Slowly
he was placed on the bottom. So content, he let his head fall back where it
rested against the wall.
"Does that feel good Tanner?" asked Brady in a low voice.
Eyes still closed, he nodded with a soft smile. There was a chuckled as he felt
his left leg being pulled to the side so his inner thighs were accessible. The
hand grazed under his nuts, making him jump slightly.
"Yea?" Brady whispered, letting his fingers pressed against his straining hard
on.
He nodded again, a broad smile spreading across his face. His left leg was
lifted as the cleaning pressed further and up into his crack. Feeling the leg
drop, he cringed as the other leg was slowly lifted. There was no intimate
touch here, he could tell Brady was making an effort to keep him free of pain.
Overhead, the light seemed to dim under his eyelids. Opening them, he stared
into Brady's face with a lazy smile. Lips were pressed together briefly before
his hand was covered over his eyes, and pushed the lids down again. Having no
objections, he closed them again.
"Do you want me to touch you?" Brady whispered so low, it was almost inaudible.
"Please." He breathed.
"Want me to jerk your thick cock? You want me to swallow your load?" he replied
with a sultry voice.
"No, I want to shoot my load over your face like a bitch." He mumbled, then his
eyes flew open at what had just come out of his mouth.
***** Reality Part three *****
Tanner's eyes flew open and looked into Brady's. Stunned, Brady felt incredibly
turned on. Yet, he was worried he was already losing the sweet boy he'd grown
to like so dearly. Still, the thick uncut cock below demanded attention. The
swollen head was so large it had pushed the foreskin back to the rim. Grinning,
he leaned in and gave him a quick kiss. Though reluctant at first, Tanner put
in more effort as Brady wrapped his fingers around the length between his legs.
After a few moments, he pulled back and got to his knees.
When Tanner didn't move, he sighed and pulled at his arms. Getting the idea, he
shakily rose to his feet. Now looming over him, he gave him a brilliant smile.
He had to look away as the ping of shiny light hit his eyes. The fact he was
still able to do that little bit from the movie calmed him a bit. Brady reached
out and pulled one of Tanner's hands out in front of him. Leaning down, he gave
it a kiss before lifting it and dropping it on top of his cock. Looking up at
him, he smirked as the realization hit Tanner at what he was waiting for.
After another slight hesitation, he began to stroke his member. Reaching down,
he worked his own tool, turned on by the new light in Tanner's eyes. There was
something that was almost a sneer as Tanner used his cock to slap it against
Brady's cheek. Slapping the other side, his expression softened again, though
just a little.
"Lick my nuts please." Came the energetic voice.
Nodding, he leaned up and took them in his mouth, savoring the low moans that
soon slipped out of the tan boy's mouth.
'That feels good Brady. Will you um, go at my…you know?" he asked, timidly.
He sat back and looked up at him with conflicting emotions. The truth was he
wanted Tanner to talk a bit dirtier to him. Yet, he was afraid to push that
issue. As he sat there, staring beyond him, Tanner's stance shifted only a bit,
but enough for him to look back up at his face. His modesty and reluctance had
almost disappeared. Smirking, slightly lifted his bad leg and glared at him.
Biting his lip, he shuffled forward and stared between the thick thighs and
into the dark creases of his perfect ass.
"Come on." He said, with more of a commanding air.
Brady straightened his body and dug his tongue into the sweet ass before him.
Tanner gave a moan and his posture softened. Feeling a bit silly, he rotated on
his knees and finally stared up at his back side. Dropping the hold on his own
cock, he reached up and pulled the dark masses apart. Licking his lips, he
stared at the dark pink puckered hole. Saliva flowing, he surged upward and
forced his tongue inside. A deep groan echoed around the enclosed space. With
every lick, the muscled rim would twitch with each new contact.
"This feels…different Brady." He muttered softly.
"How?" he asked, pulling back and rotating his body again.
"That felt…well…new, better. So much better than when you did that back in…" he
trailed off.
"Jerk your cock Tanner. Don't you want to cum?" he asked, lowering his own
voice, reaching up and lightly grazing his fingertips along Tanner's nuts.
Tanner looked away for a moment, then looked back down. His expression had
hardened. There was amusement in his eyes as he slapped his cock against each
of his cheeks again. Brady dropped his own hand back down and worked himself
faster, sure this was about to come to an end. Noticing Tanner starting to
fidget, he jerked his own meat faster. One of Tanner's hands reached down and
gently pulled at his blond hair and pulled his face close to his crotch. Brady
gasped as he came, shooting his load over Tanner's calves and feet.
Raising an eyebrow, Tanner angled his thick uncut cock at his face. He gave a
grunt then his cum shot out of him. Thick ropes hit his face. Ready, Brady had
closed his eyes, which was lucky. He felt the hot cum land everywhere. Above,
there was a deep chuckle and as the last of his juice covered what he had
missed. Grinning, he reframed from opening his eyes and looking up. He was sure
cum in the eyes wouldn't feel too good. There was plenty that was already
dripping off his chin and nose, some landing on his chest or even cock.
There was a grunt and the light dimmed. He could he breathing really close,
even air hitting his neck. He jumped a bit when he felt Tanner's tongue begin
to lick his face. Starting to laugh, he was finally able to open his eyes and
stare into the others'. His laughter died when he noticed how different they
looked. Pulling back, he looked at Tanner from a distance. After a moment,
Tanner's gaze softened and he looked confused and scared again. Biting his lip,
he needed to get Tanner home. Standing, he tried to get Tanner to look at him.
Finally, Brady grabbed his chin and pulled it up. Finally their eyes met and he
smiled.
"Come on." Brady whispered softly, pulling his arm.
"Kay." Tanner said sadly.
Stepping out of the tub, he pulled out two large bath towels from under the
sink. He looked at Tanner, noticing for the first time his hair was actually
wet. Grinning, he pointed at the mirror. Turning his head, Tanner looked at
himself in the mirror. Tilting his head to the right, he took a couple of steps
forward and looked closer at his reflection. Brady stood there smirking as
Tanner backed away and looked down. Reaching down, he tugged at his soft cock
and then turned sideways. Tanner glanced at him briefly before turning all the
way around and staring at his perfect ass.
Brady let out a bark of laughter, unable to help himself. Tanner finally
noticed what he was doing and his ears turned a darker shade of tan from
embarrassment. Walking up to him, he wrapped a towel around his shoulders.
Chuckling, he pulled his own towel around his body. Tanner turned around to
face him. Smiling, Brady opened his arms, allowing Tanner to shuffle forward.
Hands gripped on the edges of the towel, he wrapped them around Tanner's
shoulders.
"You're warm and snuggly" Tanner giggled.
"I try." He said, leaning down and rubbed his nose against Tanners.
They made their way back into the bedroom. Tanner jumped on the bed and looked
around. Now that he was fully awake, he seemed interested in his surroundings.
Brady stood and dried himself and walked over to his closet. Opening the door,
he walked inside trying to decide what to wear. Turning, he looked into his
room. He was in complete darkness where Tanner couldn't see him at all. That
polite but interested look Tanner had was back. Dropping the towel, Tanner
started to drag his fingers through his hair. Smirking, returned his attention
to the clothing.
Picking out a few things, he through the out of the closet and then fell on the
bed. Tanner gave a start and looked around. Still out of sight, he through a
couple more things out. Landing on the bed, Tanner reached over and pulled them
up to his chest. Shaking his head, he threw it to the side. Rolling his eyes,
Brady searched around for something he knew Tanner would like. A sliver of
sunlight poured in and shone upon something white, yellow, and blue. Not
noticing it before, he walked up to it.
Set neatly on a shelf were a set of yellow shorts. On top was folded a white
polo shirt with a pair of yellow and blue stripes across the chest. Looking up,
he noticed a long sleeved blue shirt with a large "T" embroidered on the side.
He stared at the clothing, sure he didn't own anything like it. Shaking his
head, he picked the clothing up and walked out of the dark and into the open
bedroom. Tanner's expression grinned as he walked up to him. Pausing, he raised
an eyebrow and waited.
"You look really good naked." He said looking him up and down.
Brady looked down at his body and he had to agree. Smirking, he held out the
clothing to Tanner. His smile broadened and he took them eagerly. Shaking his
head, he turned and began to walk back to the closet. Feeling a pinch on his
ass, he turned and looked at Tanner. Trying to look innocent, Tanner blinked
twice and turned his head. Stepping back a step, he waved his ass in the boys'
face. A hand dropped atop it and squeezed slightly. Tilting his head, he
watched from an angle Tanner's soft member began to stiffen. Sure it was going
to get bigger, he walked away and into the closet. Hearing a groan of
disappointment, he turned and winked before he stepped back into darkness.
Reaching forward, he pulled a green t-shirt with a yellow stripe across the
breast. Nodding, he placed it on his shoulder and walked out of the enclosed
space. He came to a halt, seeing Tanner almost completely dressed. Looking
almost perfect, Tanner stood and turned in a circle. Seemingly satisfied, he
jumped on the bed and grinned at him. Continuing on his way, he opened a drawer
in his dresser and pulled out a pair of long shorts that would double as
swimming trunks. Striped in bands of olive green, turquoise, and dark blue, he
stepped through the leg holes and pulled them up. By this time, Tanner had
pulled on the long sleeve shirt. Tanner stepped forward but stumbled a bit.
"Leg still hurting you huh?" he asked, worried.
"A bit" he grunted.
"Come on." He said softly.
Walking over to him, he put his arm around his shoulder. Nodding, he led him
out of the room and into the long hallway. Wanting to make sure Tanner wouldn't
hurt himself more, he didn't look up where he was going until he ran into his
mom. Looking up, he smiled at her and stopped. Tanner grinned broadly, a ping
of light shone from his teeth. Blinking, she stepped back with a confused
expression. Leading them into the living room. Brady set Tanner down on the big
sofa. After introducing him as a good friend, Tanner looked down at his hands.
She looked at Brady, her face questioning. Pausing he, glanced over at Tanner.
"We're together." He said finally.
Tanner looked up, scared and wary, almost ready to bolt if anything went wrong.
He'd told his mom a while back he liked both guys and girls, but wouldn't act
on the guys unless someone came along who was special. Seeming to be thinking
the same thing, she looked over at Tanner. Finally, he looked up at her, fear
in his eyes.
"You must be special. And don't look like that dear. It's not something you
should be ashamed of." She said softly, causing Tanner to look stunned.
Brady was going to go back with Tanner into the movie. Though Mac and he had
been in the movie world for a few nights, no time had passed at all in reality.
It was like Brady had gone into the sea to save Mac, and returned to shore
immediately after doing so. If he went with Tanner into the movie again, he
could stay as long as he wanted. That's all he wanted. Before he could decide
anything further, he'd have to find a way back into the movie world. The only
way he would go back though, is if there was a way back into his own world if
he needed to. There was no way he'd want his parents, or friends, or even
technology out of his life. He hadn't told his mother everything, but that
wouldn't last. When his dad came home, he'd recognize Tanner and at that point,
he didn't know what to expect.
"Where do you go to school Tanner?" he heard, as though from very far away.
"In the town." He said cheerfully.
"What's the name of it?" she asked, looking confused.
"High School." He said, looking surprised.
"Umm.." said Brady biting his lip," he's home schooled Mom." He finished.
"Oh, well, why didn't you say so?" she asked, looking back at him with a smile.
"OK." He said.
His mom looked over at him with a raised eyebrow. Shaking his head, he chuckled
and waved his hand as if telling her to let it go. Turning back to him, she
gave Tanner a soft smile. Tanner sat there and grinned at both of them,
apparently completely at his ease. Nodding her head, she motioned to the
kitchen. Sighing, he rose and began to follow, but Tanner made a move to stand.
He walked over to him, gently pushed him back down, and left with a slight
comforting squeeze to his shoulder. Joining his mom in the kitchen, he opened
the fridge and pulled out a couple of sodas.
"He seems nice. Where does he go to school?" she asked him, leaning against
island in the middle of the room.
"Not really sure…" he said, trying to think what he should say. "He's only here
for a couple more weeks though. He's the cousin of one of my friends from
school." He finished, feeling satisfied when she gave a slight nod.
"While you were out, Mac came by and left you her surfboard…she said you could
use it to fix the problem." She said, looking curiously toward the door.
Turning his head in the same direction, he recognized Mac's board. It was the
one that she had used on the waves before the jump into the movie wor…. His
mind froze, realizing that she had traveled into the movie on it, meaning he
could use it to send Tanner back. Walking quickly over to it, he inspected its
condition. It was clear it was old. Much older than the ones she usually used.
A fragment of thought made him wonder. It looked so familiar, but not because
Mac used it. Eyes widening, he eyed the board closely, then turned on the spot.
"Where did it come from? I thought it was lost out to sea." He pondered aloud.
"Apparently, not long after Mac left the house once Tanner was placed on your
bed, she headed back to the beach. She said something caught her eye, so she
investigated it and recognized her board. It must have washed ashore after your
two left the beach with Tanner." She said.
His mind raced with the possibilities.
"Can you keep an eye on Tanner for a few minutes? I need to do something that
he shouldn't see." He said urgently.
"Sure." She said with a smile, walking past him and back into the living room.
Once he heard them start to speak, he also left the room. Instead of returning
to the living room, he headed for his own. Closing the door quietly, he hurried
over to his tv. Turning it on, he started the DVD player, which already had Wet
Site Story in it. After the title sequence, he studied the screen, taking note
of all the props used. Almost immediately, he found what he had guessed. One of
the boards used on the set looked exactly like the board Mac had given him. Jaw
dropping, he concluded that the board that had taken them into the movie was
the very one in the kitchen. With that line of thought, he was sure it was the
board that sent them into the movie, not the freak storm over the water.
Grinning broadly, he turned it off and rushed back into the living room.
"Hey, let's go surfing." He said to Tanner enthusiastically.
"With his leg, I don't think that's wise." His mother said with concern.
"Nothing hard, just paddling out a ways." He said, not breaking his eye contact
with the boy sitting on the comfy couch.
Shrugging, he rose and followed Brady into the kitchen. Brady walked over to
the surfboard and showed it to him.
"Isn't that Mac's board?" Tanner queried.
"Yea, but she said she wanted us to use it. Mine was lost, so she's letting me
borrow this one." He said, though lying about his board being lost.
"That's swell. Let's go." Tanner cried happily.
Taking the board, he led him out of the kitchen, then out of the house. Still
limping slightly, Brady walked closer and let Tanner lean on him with each
step. By the time they were at the beach, he was puffing. The heat of the day
was beating down on them as they looked around for a spot to leave their stuff.
Settling on a palm tree nearby, he headed for it. Pulling off his shirt, he
tossed it in the shade. Tanner also pulled the long sleeve shirt, followed by
the polo shirt. They walked to the shore and looked out into the distance.
"Get on. I'll push us out." He instructed Tanner excitedly.
"Ight." He giggled.
They walked a ways into the water until the level came up above Brady's naval.
Jumping atop the board, Tanner stared forward as a wave pelted toward them.
Eyeing it closely, Brady though it resembled the one Mac had surfed on before
disappearing from sight. Fearing this might be his only chance, he paddled
toward it quickly. When it was almost on them, he used his hands and pressed
onto the board with enough force he shot out of the water. His feet fell atop
the board just at the wave reached them. Instantly, he felt the air change
around him. Suddenly, he lost his balance and fell head first into the massive
wave of water.
***** A New Beginning *****
Chapter Notes
     this is the last chapter. Thanks for all your praise and I hope you
     liked the story. But it's tie for it to come to an end, I have more
     stories I want to work on.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Though it was dark, he knew it worked. All of a sudden all his injuries seemed
to vanish. The smell of coconut and salt of the ocean seemed to permeate the
very air. Looking around, he noticed the large sign hanging over the small hut
that read "Big Mama's". Next to him, Tanner sighed with relief as his gaze also
fell onto the sign. Turning, he grinned broadly at him and rushed forward. His
soft lips pressed into his. Returning the smile he attempted to push him away
before anyone could see. It didn't seem to matter to him, as he reached over to
unlace his trunks.
"Dude, someone could see us." He chuckled, finally prying his fingers away.
"That's fine with me." He said cheerfully.
"Boy, it's a good thing you weren't in the real world longer." He thought.
"Well, let's get at least move further down the beach." He said, feeling his
cock starting to grow.
"Cool." He said, before turning and splashing loudly through the surf.
Brady stared at him with a grin. After a few moments, he followed, not able to
look away from Tanner's round perfect ass. Feeling it was his turn to top, he
hurried faster. As he remembered how tight and hot Tanner's hole was, he began
to gain ground. Suddenly, Tanner paused and turned. Not expecting him to stop,
Brady ran right into him. They both gave a surprised yelp as they fell back,
landing into the wet sand, Brady on top of him. A wave rolled toward them and
Tanner almost completely submerged. His face and the large bulge in his crotch
were the only parts that were left dry. Pausing, Brady leaned back, sitting on
the balls of his feet, staring hard at Tanner. Reaching up to his head, he ran
his finger through his hair. He halted, then dropped his hand, reaching for
Tanner's head. Fingers raked through his wet hair, then slid down the side of
his face, cupping his cheek. Somehow, they both had wet hair, something that
hadn't happened when he was last here.
"My hair feels wet, Brady." He said, puzzled.
"I know….that's weird." He confirmed.
Tanner sat up in one quick movement, knocking Brady back on his ass. Then, he
felt Tanner press him back and he slammed into the water. Laughing happily,
Brady wrapped his arms around him as Tanner lowered his body onto his own.
Tilting his hips downward, Tanner ground into him. Mouth opening, he welcomed
the foreign tongue that asked for entrance. Humming, he slid a hand to the back
of Tanner's neck, while the other went down to squeeze his ass. After a few
moments, Brady pulled the hand back until he reached the waist band. Digging
his fingers under the fabric, he pushed his hand down and into the cheeks.
Automatically, Tanner raised his ass higher in the hair. Brady smiled, thinking
Tanner's actions reminded him of a bitch in heat.
"Move." He whispered into Tanner's ear as he nibbled on the lobe.
Tanner nodded and pushed himself onto his hands, with his feet pressing down
into the surf. Hopping backward a bit, he stopped at Brady's chest. Leaning
down, he licked his left nipple, then bit down on it lightly. Moaning and
hissing, he lifted himself up on his elbows to better see Tanner. Shifting over
to the other, he copied the act before looking up at him. Though his face was
in shadow, Brady could almost see the smirk. The only part of his face he could
see was the tongue that was currently flicking nub of his nipple back and
forth. Then, he licked his way to the side and up into Brady's armpit.
Chuckling, he leaned more to his left, freeing his arm. Taking hold of his
elbow, Tanner lifted it until the moonlight shone down on his hairy pit,
slightly illuminating the dark blond hair that grew thick. Wanting to get on
with it, he slowly dropped the arm back down so he could redistribute the
weight equally on both elbows.
After half a glance, Tanner continued his way down his body. Stopping at the
strings that held his trunks up, he leaned down and pulled it with his teeth.
The moment his trunks were unlaced, Tanner yanked them down, or at least he
tried to. His wet clothes clung to his skin, unable to slide off like they did
when dry. A wave washed over them, freeing the fabric, it lifted off his skin.
Seeing this, Tanner tugged again and they flew off into the surf. Luckily, as
they began to float out into the water, Tanner grabbed them tossed them onto
the beach far enough to keep them out of the incoming tide. Turning back to
task at hand, he dove down. Brady's elbows went out from under him as his cock
was engulfed in heat, before feeling a tongue pushed between the head and his
foreskin. Water washed over his face, making him splutter and cough. The wave
retreated, giving him time to put his elbows back in place.
Tongue pressing into the piss slit, he groaned, but remembered not to drop his
elbows again. Rotating his head sideways, he mouthed all along his shaft for
quite some time, alternatively using his hand to pump it while he sucked on his
nuts. Finally, Tanner wrapped both his hands around his uncut cock and jerked
him fast and hard. Feeling it was close, he backed up and out of his reach.
Grinning, he pushed himself up and leaned in. Kissing him hard, he pushed him
around until his ass faced him. Reaching down and around, he pulled at the
strings on his trunks. Now loose, left the front of his trunks where they were
and pulled at the back until his perfect ass was exposed. Tanner started to
pull the front down, but he held him back. Letting the waist of his trunks sit
at the bottom of his cheeks, he reached down and pulled them apart. The angle
from the moon now illuminated his furry hole. Turning, he eyed the full moon.
"Look at that, two full moons." He chuckled, hearing Tanner laugh as well.
Leaning down he spit at his hole, then pushed his tongue inside. Tanner moaned
loudly, reaching back and pulling his own cheeks apart. Both hands free now, he
wrapped one hand around his member and pumped it quickly, while using the other
and reached around Tanner's hips. Since these were his trunks he didn't mind
them get messy. He wanted to make Tanner cum in his trunks. Satisfied, he
slapped his cock against one of Tanner's cheeks and pushed forward. Letting the
head rest against his puckered hole, he leaned down and kissed the small of his
back.
"Ready?" he whispered.
"Yea, go for it." He said, turning his head.
Finally, he was able to see his face at the moon shone down on him. Grinning,
he didn't know how he had find this hot stud…well he know, he just didn't think
he would have ever found him in the real world. Smiling softly, he added
pressure until he felt the head slip inside the hot interior. He groaned as he
finally bottomed out. Below, Tanner hissed and turned his head to look back.
Face cringing a bit at first, he took a few breathes and it began to clear.
Nodding, Brady pulled back and then pushed in again harder, wrapping his hand
around the base of his cock, so the foreskin would slip its way back over the
head every time he pulled back. Building his speed, he reached down again and
wrapped his hand around Tanner's covered uncut cock. Gasping, Tanner released
his hold on his cheeks and instead placed them on his upper thighs. Now
standing straight, it allowed Brady to increase the speed and the grip he had
on Tanner's meat.
"Brady…" croaked Tanner.
"Do it." He commanded.
"But," he paused, "your shorts…." He whined.
"Don't worry about it. Do it." He said again, more forcefully.
Shuddering, Tanner suddenly went rigid. His hand that was wrapped around his
length felt the grip loosen as he felt the firmness soften due to the hot
liquid that started to seep through the material. After a few moments, he began
to wiggle, dick becoming too sensitive to touch. Releasing his hold, he brought
his hands back and took hold of his hips and pounded into him. He gave a grunt,
then let his seed dump deep inside Tanner's hot ass. Shaking, he slowed and
finally pulled back and fell into the water. Right before he start to turn,
Tanner's hole was exposed into the moonlight. Cum seeped through the hole and a
drop dripped into the water. Grinning, he stood up and pulled Tanner's trunks
back up. Now, both sides would be ruined. Chuckling, Tanner ran forward and
picked up Brady's own pair and walked back to him. The front of Tanner's shorts
were a dark wet color, with a few spots that looked white. Taking the shorts
from him, he stood up and pulled them on. They stood in the surf and stared out
to sea, arms around each other.
"Let's go back to your place." Nodding, they turned, and walked towards his
home.
The lights were on, and the sound of a TV was playing. Brady frowned,
recognizing the music as something from his own time. A pop song that was
released only last year. Brady paused and looked around. What he saw puzzled
him beyond belief. The cars in the driveways were models that were from a few
years ago. A house on the right had a satellite in the side yard with the brand
name "Dish" written across it. Seeing this, Tanner stopped as well and frowned.
Looking back at him, he opened his mouth, but closed it. Now he looked
troubled, almost scared.
"What?" he asked.
"Brady, I remember events from my childhood. Somehow, I know I go to Conway
City High School. I've got a younger brother named James. The year is 2015,
isn't it?" he asked, suddenly.
"Yea…." He said, struck dumb.
"There you two are." Said a woman's voice.
"Mom?" asked Tanner, in an odd voice.
"Come on now, you've been out long enough. Brady, your mom wants you to call
her if you're staying the night tonight. It's fine with me, though Tanner will
have to drive you home tomorrow," she said, looking at him with a smile, then
closed the door.
"What the frack is going on?" Brady burst out, looking at an equally confused
Tanner.
"I have no—" he started, before Brady cut him off.
"Did you say Conway City High School?" he asked, not daring to believe what he
hoped.
"Yea…" he said, looking taken aback.
"Tanner, Conway City is only twenty miles from my the town where I live." He
almost yelled.
Eyes widening, Tanner looked amazed, then smiled broadly. Returning the smile,
he leaned in, kissing him hard. Feeling as if his heart was about to burst, he
reached over and gripped his hand, before they walked to the front door, and
back into Tanner's house.
Chapter End Notes
     thanks again....I meant to leave the story open for the future,
     though I don't see that happening anytime soon.....if you mad and or
     disappointed the story has ended I'm sorry, but it's time to move on.
     If you want more details on what I feel has happened to them, I'll
     tell you, but like I said, I want it left open for the future, and it
     would be better to wonder what that could mean.
End Notes
     With my stories, men will be left intact as they were meant to be.
     They will also forsake the manscaping trend that's going on. I hate
     it, men are suppose to be hairy down there.
     I've created fakes of Garrett and Ross, who play Tanner and
     Brady..check em out...some of these are pairs and are with different
     actors other than the two mentioned in my story.
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