This is a work of fiction and any similarities to people, living or dead, is purely coincidental. It will contain references to gay sex amongst teenagers. If this offends you, or is not permitted in your location, please leave. The story is copyrighted by the author, who maintains exclusive rights to the story other than those permissions required for publication on the Nifty archive.
Nifty is a free resource - help keep it that way by donating at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html
JAMES COMES OF AGE
CHAPTER 6 - The Parade
After his encounter with Julian whilst on camp during the summer, not much happened for James for a while. He would have liked to have seen Ben and Adam again, but their calendars did not line up for the rest of the summer. Returning to school after the summer, as James was heading into the sixth form, there were new pupils transferring in from other school, but, disappointingly for James, none of them were particularly hot. In his wank fantasies he concentrated more on boys he'd known for years and grown up changing for sports a few times a week with.
Later in the term, the cadets were asked to march in a parade in the town centre to celebrate the visit of some dignitary to the town. As it was not on a normal school day, attendance was voluntary, but James decided to attend - partly for something different to do, partly to show a good example to the other cadets in his section. Being a non-school day, he got the service bus to school and changed into his cadet uniform there, along with the rest of the volunteers for the parade. Throwing his bag into the minibus, he and the rest of the cadets were driven up to the marshalling point in town.
Whilst they were milling around, waiting to be called to order, James noticed Alan Lennox, a fellow member of the cross-country team who had celebrated his 16th birthday a couple of weeks ago, hanging around taking photos of the parade preparations. As he was standing on the side nearest Alan, James called the other boy over.
"Hi Alan, wasn't expecting to see you here."
"You know, just coming to see if I can get some good pictures for an art project. I didn't think you'd be here either given where you live."
"I thought it would be something different to do. Not often we get to march for something special. It's also better than doing homework on a Saturday."
"True. As I only live round the corner, I thought it would be a good thing to pop in as I may get some decent photos. Let me know if you want to change at mine after the parade, if it'll be easier for you than heading back to school."
"That would be great - means I may be able to get back earlier."
At that point, the parade was ordered to form up ready for the march past. James noticed Alan taking photos of the cadets as they formed up and marched off. For the next half hour during the march past James was concentrating on keeping in step, though he thought he saw Alan part way round, camera up to his eye. Once they had marched round the town once, they returned back to the start and Alan was there again. James looked at his watch and realised he could get home a lot earlier if, instead of going back to school to change, he could change now at Alan's house and get the train rather than the later, slower bus. Speaking to the teacher who was the cadet's officer, he got permission to leave from the parade rather than heading back to school.
"Thanks for this Alan," said James, as the two boys walked out of the town centre.
"No worries," replied Alan, in a voice pitched somewhat higher than James', "I know you have a way to travel to get home."
"Thanks anyway."
Now he was walking with Alan, James' eyes were drawn to the other boy's clothing. Alan was wearing a tight T-shirt and what James thought were good looking, but unseasonably short, three-quarter length shorts in a silver-grey material. As Alan was leading, James also noticed how well the shorts accentuated Alan's arse. Turning a corner, they arrived in a street of semi-detached houses and Alan, rummaging in his pocket to extract a key, lead them to his house.
"Nice house," said James, politely, "So convenient for everything."
Alan laughed, "Yeah. Do you want to get changed; you can use my room. Parents are out at the garden centre - if I know anything, they'll be most of the day there."
"Lead on."
Both boys kicked their shoes off, then Alan lead James up the stairs and, at the top, turned back on the landing to a room at the front of the house. Opening the door, Alan showed James into his room. The curtains were closed, giving a reddish light to the room, but Alan turned the light on, illuminating what James saw was a very neat room.
"If you want to change here, I'll see you in a minute."
"Thanks," replied James. Still facing away from the door, he heard the click as the door was closed, then dropped his holdall next to him. He undid his belt then dropped his blue trousers to the floor and stepped out of them. Unzipping the holdall, James extracted a pair of black jeans, a polo shirt and a cream hoodie and put them on Alan's bed. Hearing a noise, he turned and saw Alan standing propped against the closed door, his silver shorts round his ankles whilst he vigorously masturbated himself. James' cock instantly sprang to hardness as he saw Alan wanking off over him.
"Like what you see do you?" asked James.
Alan nodded his head, with its curly, dark blonde hair, his hand fallen away from his cock as James had spoken.
"Is that why you always try to get changed next to me?"
Another nod.
"And why you offered to let me change here."
"Yes," replied Alan. "I never thought you'd agree though. I thought I'd just come home and have a wank after watching the parade."
Turning fully so Alan could see the erection straining his boxers, James said, "Well, as you let me change, you should get something back, do you want to wank me off?"
Alan nodded eagerly, his hand back on his cock. He stepped out of his shorts and towards James, using his left hand to pull James' boxers off as his right hand continued to work his cock. James felt Alan's hand enclose round his cock and start tossing him off.
"Would it be easier if we sat?" James asked.
"Very much so." The boys sat on the bed, Alan wanking both of their cocks.
"This isn't the first time you've done this is it?"
"No," Alan said, "I've sucked off Craig and Brandon from the theatre team, and they've sucked me off. We're all gay and the teacher in charge doesn't do much supervising so we just nip off into the costume store for some fun."
"Why are you using your hand on me then?"
Alan got off the bed then knelt in front of James who closed his eyes and lost himself in the sensation as Alan's warm, moist mouth took his cock. One of James' hands dropped down to the back of Alan's head as the other boy worked his magic on James' cock. It felt so good to have another boy, who clearly had a crush on him, sucking him off as he guided the head between his legs. James felt Alan's hand start fondling his balls as his mouth, tongue and lips gave pleasure to his cock. The sucking went on for another few minutes, with both boys enjoying their participation.
Alan then lifted his head from James' cock.
"I'll understand if you say no," he began, "but please will you fuck me?"
"Don't you get enough of that from Craig and Brandon?"
"No, we only suck and wank. I shagged Craig once, but all of us would much rather be fucked than fuck. It wasn't great with Craig - he's too built for my tastes and, as I said, I'd rather take the cock."
"Any hole's a goal," said James and, feigning ignorance, "how should we do this?"
"If I kneel on the bed, facing the top, you get up behind me and fuck me from behind."
Getting up from the floor, Alan assumed the position on the bed and continued "Your cock is probably slick enough from the blowjob, but if you need or I ask, there is some lubricant in my top drawer."
James moved over and opened the indicated drawer, which was full of Alan's underwear and socks. Resisting the urge to grab a pair of Alan's pants to take home for later, James found both the lube and what appeared to be a large, black rubber dildo which he assumed Alan used to pleasure himself. James grabbed the tube of lube and returned to the bed on which Alan was keeling, his hands grasping the head of the bed. In the times James had changed next to Alan for cross country, he had noticed the younger boy's legs were quite hairy and now he got to notice that, unlike Adam, the only other boy James had fucked, Alan's arse was a bit hairy as well.
Positioning his cock at Alan's hole, James gave a slight push and penetrated the other boy. Alan's T-shirt had ridden up exposing his lower back which, in contrast to his legs and arse, was quite smooth, James fully unbuttoned his shirt, which he was still wearing, so he could get a good view of what he was doing to Alan. The other boy moaned as his sphincter was forced open by James' cock, then the moans turned to pleasure as James went deeper.
"Better than the dildo?" James enquired.
"Much," breathed Alan, "warmer and the feel of flesh elsewhere is wonderful"
Slowly at first, James began to work his cock in and out of Alan's arse. The running had given both boys very firm arses and James felt the other boy clench his arse in time with James' thrusts. As the fucking got faster, James lent forward over Alan and grasped the other boy's shoulders to get some leverage on be able to pull himself deeper into the hungry arse.
"Yes...yes...yes" Alan said, breathily each time James' cock bottomed out, "harder...faster...please!"
James was only too happy to oblige. With each thrust he tried to go deeper in, pulling almost out so his cock got the maximum sensation from the length of Alan's chute. The fucking has moved the two boys up the bed, and now the headboard was within James' reach. He grabbed it and urgently thrust his cock as deep as he could into Alan. He could feel his orgasm building as the other boy kept up the clenching and unclenching of his arse as he was mercilessly fucked. James hadn't lasted as long as this either of the times he had fucked Adam - in both of those cases he had been ready to cum almost as soon as he entered the younger boy, but it was different this time. He needed to keep thrusting so he could breed his teammate.
"I'm cumming, I'm cumming" he shouted as he felt his spunk fill Alan's arse round his cock.
Almost at the same instant he heard a shout from the other boy as the body beneath him vibrated as Alan unloaded his own balls over the pillows below him. James gently pulled out and could see a small stream of cum leaking from Alan's still gaping hole. He flopped down at the end of the bed, exhausted as Alan lay beside him, trying to avoid the lake of cum now covering his pillow.
"Fuck me, that was good," Alan whispered.
"I thought I just did, and yes, it was good. Better than a hand at any rate," replied James. "Are you satisfied now?"
"Very much. Thanks for that. I won't ask again - can hardly do this in school except in the theatre and you have cadets at the same time."
"I'm sure you could find someone who would help you - try persuading Craig or Brandon again."
James got of the bed and dropped his shirt to the floor. Fully naked, apart from his socks, for the first time before Alan, he could see the other boy roll over on the bed and lazily start wanking himself again. He bent over and pulled his boxers back up followed by his jeans. Pulling on the polo shirt and hoodie, he stuffed the cadet uniform into his holdall and turned back to Alan who was, again, sporting a boner.
"I need to get home," James said, "I think I can see myself out."
"Thanks again", Alan replied.
James left the room and closed the door. As he walked down the stairs, he was sure he could hear the sounds of Alan crossing the room twice, a groan and the faint sound of Alan talking to himself as he thrust his dildo into the arse James had so recently vacated.