Jo and El (M/M, anal, oral, WS)
by einhard
PLEASE NOTE: This story is fiction from beginning to end. The characters don't exist, and the stuff they do, never happened.
Jo and El graduated from high school yesterday, Thursday. This morning, they loaded up Jo's car and went camping. They brought a tent, a small supply of food, toiletries and stuff like that, plus a big load of beer and weed. They were neither beer-heads nor dope-heads, but this weekend they intended to be both. Together. Simultaneously. At the same time. Stepping high, wide and plentiful, Jo had called it.
They were, in fact, "good kids" according to their parents and "model students" according to their teachers. Only yesterday, Jo had been valedictorian. He was the elder, by two whole months, and the acknowledged leader of their little outfit.
They'd had quite a few beers, and were just starting in on the dope. They'd started drinking as soon as they arrived, something that caused a few problems when, three hours later, they were putting up the tent. But it was up. Later that summer, they would both help with the building of a cabin on this piece of land that El's parents had recently bought.
"Shit, man, I can't do this", Jo said. "Here, you roll it, El, you're better with your fingers than me."
Elvin, even though he was rather drunk at this stage, prepared the weed for smoking without trouble. After the first one, they had another. Amid a storm of giggles, Joseph then suggested skinny-dipping in the lake. El agreed at once, and they splashed about for twenty minutes, alternating between silly giggles and hysterical laughter.
"Oh, man, this is so great", said Jo as they were sitting, stark naked, outside the tent.
"Yeah", agreed El, in a distant voice.
"You know, there's only one thing missing", said Jo.
"What?"
"A hot pussy to wrap my dick around."
"Fuck it, man, we agreed this would just be us two guys. No girls, not even talking about girls. Right?" El sounded a bit petulant.
"Yeah, I know. But I can't help feelin' all hot and bothered, can I?" The fat hog between Jo's legs was at half-mast, and El felt a little stirring in his own crotch. This was getting dangerous. But then, he was in just the right mood for dangerous, wasn't he?
Soon, both guys were sporting raging hard-ons. Jo, always the bolder one, was even jacking off gently. Glancing over at El's long, thin pecker, he opened his mouth as if to say something, but only a goofy laugh came out.
"What?!" said El.
"I was just thinkin', man, if we hadn't been the studly, super-straight, All Americn guys we were, I might ask if I could fuck you."
"You're so full of shit, man!"
"Yeah? You got a hole, don't you? I bet it's tight and good." El knew that voice. Oh, hell, why couldn't he ever stand up to Jo when he had these crazy ideas of his?
"Well, yeah, but..." El's boner was throbbing so hard, it was painful.
"But what? I know it's good, coz' Luke told me."
"Luke? When did he ever fuck anybody's ass?"
"All the time. Him and Mike are boyfriends. You knew that, didn't you?"
El was crestfallen. The quarterback on the football team and the computer geek? The biggest stud in school offering his ass to the supremo of the nerds? This was news. Come to think of it, Luke didn't look that bad. With a little dress sense and new glasses, he might even look good. El giggled.
"OK, then, you can fuck me, but go easy!"
"I will, I promise. Now, lie down and put your legs up in the air, man."
El did what Jo told him. He always did, didn't he?
"I'm gonna prepare you, so it wont't hurt so much."
With that, Jo lifted El's legs even more, and put his head down towards the tight, inviting ass before him. He stuck his tongue out and gave a tentative lick round the hole.
"That feels kinda weird, man, but it's good, too. Doesn't it gross you out, though?"
"Nah, it's squeaky clean. Now just relax."
El did his best, and soon Jo's tongue was darting in and out of his anus, causing him enjoyment he never thought was possible. After all, this was his asshole, right? Where the shit comes out. Who cares, as long as it feels good. His boner was subsiding, though, and he had to piss, but he didn't dare interrupt now.
"OK, El, you're pretty loose now. I'm gonna put some spit on my dick, and then it's goin' in. Just don't close up on me, 'K?"
El nodded nervously. He could see Jo's glistening cock, saliva dripping from it. A moment later, it was knocking on his back door. Jo pushed a little, and El immediately clenched the hole as tight as he could.
"Ooff! That hurts, Jo. Go easy, I said!"
"I'm tryin', man. You gotta push out, almost like you're takin' a dump. That makes it easier. It sure did for me."
For Jo? What was he on about? He'd never been fucked, had he? El could see Jo blushing hard as he realized what he'd just said.
"Yeah, I know. I meant to tell you, but I needed some time to figure things out for myself. Last weekend, Marty fucked me."
"Marty? Which Marty? You don't mean...?" El's eyes opened wide, and his jaw dropped to his chest.
"Yeah, my little brother" said Jo, giggling suddenly. "He's not so little anymore, you know."
El burst out laughing, only to gasp as he felt Jo's cock penetrate his sphincter. It felt like he was being split in two. He roared with the pain.
"Relax, El. The head is in, now. That's the worst part. You'll feel good in a minute, I promise."
El unclenched his jaws and tried to breathe normally. Jo was right, the pain did stop, and it felt kinda good.
Jo pushed in some more, and the pain came back, but less sharply this time. They took a minute or two, collaborating to get all of Jo's six inches inside the tight butt. Then Jo pulled out slowly, and thrust back in again.
"Oh, yeah, man, that's so good. Fuck me, Jo, fuck me!"
Jo complied, getting up a steady, smooth rhythm. El, once more able to process all the wild sensations reaching his brain, could feel his bladder reasserting itself.
"I'm a bit disappointed, El. The hottest guy in the state is fucking your ass, and you're not even hard."
"Yeah, well, it's not that I don't like it, but I gotta piss somethin' wicked."
Jo smiled evilly.
"So piss."
"What, now?"
"Yeah, now. Piss all over yourself and me while I'm fucking your tight butt, man!"
In other circumstances, El might have been too nervous to get anything out, but the beer he'd been drinking was taking it's toll.
"Yeah, Jo! Here it comes. Take my piss, man! Woo-hoo!"
El had stored up quite a bit, and it was streaming out hard, hitting Jo's hard six-pack and sort of sliding up to his chest, before dropping down on El, some of it hitting his chin and dripping down.
"Oh, fuck, this is the hottest ever, man, I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna stuff you full of my sperm, man. Yeah! Now, El, I'm cummin' inside you. Fucckk!"
Jo's body thrashed wildly, and El could feel the fat cock twitching in his ass. He could even feel the jets of sperm being pumped up Jo's urethra, on their way to a resting place inside him. He, Elvin Fairweather, was on his back on the grass, taking his best buddy's load up the ass! Who could have imagined this only an hour ago?
Jo finally calmed down and smiled down at his friend. This was another stage in their friendship, he knew, but he liked it. El had stopped pissing now, and his cock was getting back to a full erection. Jo gently withdrew from the wonderful ass beneath him, giggling as he heard the little "plop" sound.
"Did you suck your brother off, too?" El asked. Jo nodded.
"Well, then you'd better put me in your mouth and suck 'til I shoot down your throat."
Jo smiled, got on his knees and without further preamble gobbled up his friend's seven and a half inches.
"Ooh, that's nice, El. Keep goin', man, I'm gonna shoot soon", El moaned. He opened his eyes, and found he had an excellent view of Jo's ass. He lifted his head and licked at the pretty little rosebud. Jo sighed sweetly, but kept up his sucking.
All of a sudden, El felt something warm and wet on his chest. Jo was pissin on him! He grabbed hold of his buddy's soft dick and started directing the streeam. It felt real good on his nipples. He wondered if...Yeah, it even tasted good. Beside himself with pleasure, he bucked his hips once and came in Jo's hot mouth. Wild!
When they both had stopped unloading, Jo got to his feet and smiled widely.
"This calls for a few more beers, don't you think?"
"Yeah, but first things first."
El got up, too, grabbed Jo's shoulders and pulled him closer. He tilted his head, and drew Jo in for a long, lingering kiss.
"C'm on! Last one in the water is gettin' his hole stuffed first", he cried, watching with a grin as Jo raced to dip himself.
This was gonna be one great summer!
This story is copyrighted by me, einhard, January 2001. All rights reserved.
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