My name is Adam. Me and my friend, Seth, are both sixteen, juniors at Fox Park High. We've been lovers since we were fourteen. We have experienced about all the kinds of gay sex there are with each other and still have the mutual hots. I am five foot ten inches with blue eyes and dirty blond hair. Seth is 5' 9" with brown eyes and dark brown hair. Neither of us are big athletes, but both of our bodies are trim. Riding our bicycles all over the county for three years has given us good legs and buns of steel. We met when we were freshmen but didn't come out to each other until a year later.
I am happy with lots of plain vanilla sex in safe places, such as in our bedrooms or deep in the woods. Seth is more adventurous. He likes to sneak sex in strange places, especially outdoors. While we still love oral, this year we've really gotten into anal sex with each other. Seth talked me into doing what he had done with an old, worn pair of jeans -- razoring the threads out of the back seam so that we can finger each others' ass holes when we're sitting next to each other in the movie house or in the back seat of a moving car. We opened the seams very carefully, making sure that the gaps are big enough so that we can screw each other standing up. We also sewed in little opposing circles of Velcro that I found at Wal*Mart. The Velcro closures prevent our back seams from opening up when we're wearing our special jeans in the house, going to the store, etc.
Let me tell you about our first trial run. The day we finished altering our jeans Seth was eager to see how they would work outdoors, so we fingered KY into each others' butts in his bedroom and pulled our jeans on without putting on any underwear. There is a large wooded area behind his family's house, so we went out his back door and walked a good ways into the woods to one of our favorite secluded make-out spots. Although I was aroused at the idea of sneaky outdoor sex, Seth was obviously more excited than I was, judging from the boner tenting out the front of his pants.
"You won't have to fluff me up, Adam. I'm raring to go!"
"I can see that. Where do you want me?"
Seth had me rest my arms on the low-lying bough of a tree and moved up behind me.
"Well, aren't you going to kiss me first before you have your way with me?"
"Oh, yeah, of course. Sorry. I guess I have a one-track mind," he said, lifting my arms off the tree bough and turning me around for a snog and a grope. Our kissing and his groping soon had me as hard as he was, and eagerly anticipating the imminent penetration. Opening my fly, I released my boner to the open air and re-assumed my position slightly bent over the bough. I heard Seth's zipper and then felt his hand on the back seam of my jeans. That Velcro sound told me that he was exposing my lubed-up winker for the onslaught. I felt a finger slip into my rectum.
"Oh, Adam. You're so hot and slippery inside! Here comes Little Seth." Feeling the head of his dick at my back door, I gyrated my ass a little and backed up slightly. He sank his throbbing shaft into me to the hilt with one slow push. We both moaned at feeling the sexual pleasure and then Seth set up a rhythm of humping into my eager ass, occasionally hitting my G-spot as he altered the angle of his thrusts and increased their intensity. He reached around and started stroking my meat. After a few minutes of being stimulated front and back I cried out and ejaculated onto the pile of leaves between my feet. I felt my anal ring involuntarily spasming around Seth's dick and soon felt his cum spurting into the mucous membranes of my colon. Seth hugged me and kissed my neck. As our breathing returned to normal his deflating dick popped out of my asshole.
"How am I going to screw you back when you just made me shoot on the ground?"
"You're complaining? There'll be plenty of time for you to penetrate my pants when we do this again."
"Yeah, I guess you're right," I said, giggling, turning around and pulling Seth in for some more kisses.