Mark and Ronnie: Home Improvement Buddies
"Hi mom! I'm home!" Mark Taylor called out as he came in the front door, trailed by his new best friend Ronnie. The two boys made their way to the kitchen, but still didn't hear any reply.
"Looks like nobody's home yet." Mark said.
"There's a note." Ronnie muttered, fiddling with his silver spiked, black leather dog collar. He picked up the paper and handed it to Mark.
"Thanks, man." Mark said, taking the note and reading it. "Cooooool! Mom's at the library doing research. Dad's at a car club meeting. Brad has a soccer match. And Randy is doing an interview for the school paper."
"Cooooool!" Ronnie added, breaking into a wry smile.
Ronnie was new in school and immediately felt like an outcast, because he wasn't like most other seventh graders. He was really into extreme sports like skateboarding and loved heavy metal too. He liked to style in black T-shirts and oversized shorts, just because it made him look and feel different from the other kids. The dog collar was an accessory that was kind of over-the-top, but he liked the attention that he got from it.
Mark, being the youngest of three brothers, was always the butt of practical jokes and taunting by Randy and Brad. He additionally was having to deal with a bizarre growth spurt that left him one of the tallest kids in seventh grade. He was so tired of being "nerd-boy", "brainiac" and just plain being "good little Mark", that he decided he needed to change his image. He discovered his new image while watching the XGames on TV during the summer and loved the clothes and heavy metal music. He started buying all the hottest skatewear, in black, which he decided would make him look more moody and dangerous, in an effort to change his clean-cut image.
The two boys bumped into each other on the first day of school and after the initial surprise of meeting someone who was dressed like themselves, they discovered that they shared alot of the same interests. Ronnie and Mark quickly became best buds that day, even managing to get adjoining lockers for gym class.
Mark returned Ronnie's grin and smiled. "Looks like I'm the man of the house, for now." he said, grabbing a couple cans of coke and a hand full of cookies. "Let's go on up to my room."
Ronnie munched on a cookie and washed it down with a swig of coke. "Cooooool."
The boys raced quickly up the stairs to Mark's room and closed the door behind them.
Mark set his coke down on his desk and turned back to Ronnie. "Hey, I got some new shirts. Want to see them?"
"Sure. Sounds cool." Ronnie replied, sitting on Mark's bed.
Mark held his arm pit up to his face and wrinkled his nose. "Oooooh man... I'm gonna have to change outta this one anyway." he smiled, peeling off his shirt and tossing it into Ronnie's face.
"You fucker." Ronnie laughed, tossing the shirt back at Mark. He looked at his friend as he pulled the shirts from the drawer, admiring his lean, but well toned body. He noticed how the muscles flexed under his smooth skin as he dug around his precious shirt drawer. He was pretty sure that Mark was about the hottest looking dude in the gym lockerroom. He definitely had the biggest cock, which looked to be almost five inches long when it was soft, which was the only way he had ever seen it. He figured it was probably some seventh grade record, if anybody ever kept track of such a thing. Plus, the fact that Mark only had about 20 hairs around the base of his cock and a set of juicy low hanging nuts made him easily the most desirable dude in the lockerroom.
Mark turned back around and held a shirt up to display it. "Whatcha think of this one?" he asked. Mark really valued Ronnie's opinion on things, because he thought Ronnie was about the coolest guy his age that he had ever met. Ronnie was pretty quiet, but his dark tan and deep brown eyes spoke alot for how cool he was. Sometimes he wondered if Ronnie was into some of the other "stuff" he liked. Like jacking off.
"Cool." Ronnie replied. "What else you got?"
Mark turned around and picked up another shirt. "How's this one?" he asked, looking into Ronnie's eyes for approval.
Ronnie smiled slightly. "Guns & Roses. Looks old." he commented, himself a huge fan of their music.
Mark smiled. "Yeah. The guy said it was from a 1989 concert." He was especially proud of this one. He set it down and picked up another one. "How about this one?"
"Butt-Hole Surfers! How the fuck you get that by your mom?" Ronnie grinned, thinking about what the band name could mean.
"Shit dude! She doesn't dress me." Mark snickered. "Besides, I do the laundry during my chores sometimes, so she probably won't ever see it." he winked. He remembered that he had a couple of shirts that his mom had shrunk so they were a little small on him. "Hey Ronnie, I've got some shirts that don't fit me so good. You want them?"
"Maybe. Are they cool ones?" Ronnie asked, always interested in getting new tshirts.
Mark dug into his drawer and pulled out a couple he had pushed to the back since he didn't wear them any more. "Here, try these on." he said, tossing them onto Ronnie's lap.
"Ok." Ronnie said, then stood up and peeled off his shirt, revealing his nicely developing young upper body.
Mark thought Ronnie was built alot like his brother Randy, whose body he admired. He was sort of disappointed when Randy had developed a fascination for girls and missed their jack off sessions. "I think they'll fit you ok." he said, thinking about how cool Ronnie looked naked. Ronnie wasn't circumcised, and his cock was pretty big, even if it wasn't as big as his. He had a nice patch of pubes, almost as much as Randy.
Ronnie picked up the first shirt and pulled it down over his head. He looked down and was surprised he didn't see anything on it. "What the...."
"It's on backwards, you tool!" Mark kidded. "Here, just slip your arms out and I'll turn it around on your neck." he added, helping Ronnie by pushing the shirt up his body. He felt a tingle in his crotch as he slid his fingers against his friend's smooth warm flesh.
Ronnie felt a tingle in his crotch as well. Here he was, in Marks room, just the two of them alone in the house. "Uhhh... Thanks dude." he smiled, as the shirt bunched up around his neck. Mark proceeded to try and twist it around, but it caught on the dog collar around his neck.
Mark stopped trying to twist the shirt around and started giggling. "Ronnie, you're gonna have to lose that collar."
Ronnie tried to get it unbuckled, but the shirt was all twisted into it. "You wanna do this." he finally said in frustration.
Mark came around from behind and fumbled with the buckle, his fingers brushing against the soft hairs on the back of Ronnie's neck. Again, he felt that twitching in his crotch, and felt his cock began to swell. "It's knotted up in there pretty good. It might take a little work." he informed his friend, as he enjoyed the feel of Ronnie's warm skin and took his time at working the shirt free.
"Careful, don't tear it." Ronnie whispered hoarsely, himself enjoying the touch of Mark's fingers on his neck. He felt his cock swelling to a full raging boner as Mark worked with the buckle.
Suddenly, Mark got an idea. "Maybe if I turn this whole mess around to the front, I can work on it better." he said slowly turning the shirt and collar around on Ronnie's neck. Then he came around in and stood in front of his friend. Their eyes met and they each broke into a wide grin.
"Hope this works." Ronnie giggled, as Mark began to twist the collar and shirt around his neck. "Ouch. Ooooo Oooo! It's pulling my hair." he yelped, instinctively putting his hand up and grabbing Mark's wrist, to prevent him from causing any more pain.
"Hey! Watch it. My finger is caught." Mark winced, suddenly pushing forward, trying to take the pressure off his finger.
The two boys staggered for a moment before Ronnie's legs bumped into the side of Mark's bed, making him fall backwards onto the bed and bringing Mark down right on top of him, between his splayed legs. After the initial shock of their falling together, the two boys began to realize they were feeling their hardons rubbing together through their shorts.
Mark grinned and unloosened his fingers from Ronnie's dog collar. "Oooops." he giggled, flexing his eight inch cock a couple times, thrilling to the feel of Ronnie's cock against his.
Ronnie breathed shallowly, almost in utter disbelief at what was happening. "No shit. Oooops." he giggled, flexing his own six incher a couple times as well. He had been proud of having the biggest cock in 6th grade last year, but he could feel Mark's cock was way bigger. He slid his hands slowly down to the small of Mark's back and pulled him closer as he flexed his hard cock harder.
Mark let his body lay fully over Ronnie, thrilling in the pressing the flesh of their bare chests and the anxious flexing of his friend's cock. He began to gently grind his crotch against Ronnie's, causing an immediate groan of pleasure to escape from his lips. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa...." he gasped, feeling Ronnie pull their crotches together tighter.
Almost by instinct, Ronnie wrapped his legs around Mark's, allowing his friend to grind his cock even more fully into his own. "Oooooo Mark... This feels so cool."
Mark looked into Ronnie's deep brown eyes and grinned shyly. "Yeah... it really does." he breathed, humping his cock slowly against his friend's. He was even more thrilled when he felt Ronnie's hands begin to slide his shorts and boxers down his ass. "Hmmmmm..."
Ronnie was reeling with desire as his fingers came into contact with Mark's firm ass cheeks. He wondered if Mark would be as hot as his best friend Adam had been before they moved. The night before Ronnie moved away, Adam and he had made the step from mutual jerking-off to a full fledged, cum swallowing, sixty-nine. He wondered just how experienced Mark was and if they might end up doing the same thing. "Hey Mark... let's strip man."
Mark stopped his humping and smiled, brushing his fingers through Ronnie's spiked hair. "Dude! I thought you'd never ask." he giggled, sliding off of Ronnie and standing up. He wrapped his hand around the head of his cock, through his shorts, and squeezed it firmly, wincing as the pleasure rushed through his cock. He looked down at Ronnie, who was doing the same thing, then got an idea. "I'll strip you, and you strip me. Since you already started it." he grinned.
"Ohhh maaaaan! Waaaaayyyy cooooool." Ronnie gasped, sliding off the bed and standing up. He stood directly in front of Mark, stroking his hardon through his shorts. He gasped when Mark suddenly grabbed the waistband of his shorts and quickly jerked them down, along with his boxers, making his raging boner slap lewdly against his stomach. He smiled proudly and gave his uncut six incher a couple of tugs. "Dude I can't believe this."
Mark smiled approvingly at Ronnie as he jacked off in front of him. "Ronnie duuuude. You're looking soooooo sexy." he cooed, as he grabbed his half dropped shorts and pushed them to the floor and stepped out of them, grabbing his rock hard eight incher and stroking it fully.
Ronnie was surprised that Mark dropped his shorts himself, but his eyes almost popped out of his head when he got an eye full Mark's equipment. "Fuck Mark. I knew yours was big, but it... it..."
"Looks good enough to eat doesn't it?" Mark leered, as he stroked a pearl of precum from the slit. He slid the slippery juice through his fingertips then brought them to his lips, licking away his delicious boyjuice.
Ronnie gasped when he saw Mark taste his own precum, realizing that the big dicked boy was probably hot to get a blow job. Instinctively, he licked his lips. "Yeah... it does..." he whispered hoarsely, jacking his uncut dick and bringing up a pearl of his own, which he quickly scooped up and licked from his fingers.
Mark looked at the tangle of dog collar and tshirt around Ronnie's neck and smiled to himself. He reached over and unsnapped the buckle and quickly had the shirt and collar removed from his friend's neck. "Looks like your neck is okay." He grinned, caressing his fingertips over a slightly reddened spot where the collar had pinched Ronnie's neck.
Ronnie looked into Mark's face, thrilling to his delicate touch. He decided to make a bold move and wrapped his fist around Mark's throbbing dick, amazed at how much the big pecker filled his hand. "Shit Mark... it's so fuckin' huge."
Mark grinned, knowing he had Ronnie exactly where he wanted him. He moved closer, only inches from Ronnie's face. "Glad you approve." he whispered, leaning forward to gently kiss Ronnie's lips as he wrapped his hand around Ronnie's uncut six incher and stroked it fully.
Ronnie was surprised, at first, by Mark's kiss, then by the awesomely wonderful way Mark's fingers worked his aching rod. His deep brown eyes met Mark's and he smiled shyly, then pressed his lips to Mark's, then slid his tongue into his friend's warm wet mouth. He was rewarded by a a more insistent stroking on his cock and Mark's tongue eagerly wrestling with his own. He stroked Mark's cock lovingly and pressed the drooling tip against his own, in a sticky slit to slit kiss.
Mark loved Ronnie's ample foreskin, maybe because it was so different from his or Randy's, or maybe because the way it felt as he slid it up and down Ronnie's shaft. He found that he could slide it partly over his own cockhead, which Ronnie had so thoughtfully pressed against it. He really enjoyed Ronnie's kissing too, and wondered if he had kissed other guys before or had just learned it from kissing girls, like he had.
Ronnie sucked Mark's tongue lewdly, hungry to get his lips around that thick shaft he was stroking. He was almost afraid that he was going to waste his own load on the floor instead of Mark's soft, velvety mouth. Finally, Ronnie broke off their sloppy kiss, smiling into Mark's panting face. "I really liked that..." he grinned, still jacking Mark's rock hard boner.
"You've got a great way of kissing." Mark breathed, nuzzling Ronnie's neck. "Want to try your mouth on something else?" he asked, tugging his friend's uncut boy dick.
Ronnie nuzzled Mark's neck in return, tasting the warm skin of his cute classmate. "I was thinking the same thing." he cooed, scooping a gooey string of precum from Mark's slit and rubbing it through his fingers. He pulled away and while keeping his eyes locked on Mark's, seductively lapped the delicious juice from his fingers.
Mark reached down and tossed the clothing off his bed and pulled Ronnie onto the bed with him. This was it. He was going to go through with what he had dreamed of doing with Randy. He was going to suck cock for the first time and get his sucked too. "How do you want to do this?" he asked, letting his inexperience show.
Ronnie grinned and maneuvered himself so that he lay in the opposite direction of Mark. "Sixty-nine is mighty fine." he snickered, wagging Mark's dick.
Mark giggled and stroked Ronnie's cock. "Yeah... Fuck yeah!" he growled, leaning his face forward to explore Ronnie's hardon up close. He felt something soft and warm against his dick head and looked to see Ronnie's tongue doing its exploring for him. That was all the prompting he needed as he slid his tongue over the drooling slit, tasting Ronnie's precum for the first time. It tasted alot like his own, but different. He knew right away that he liked it. He also loved the taste of Ronnie's hot cockflesh.
Ronnie jacked Mark's eight incher fully, trying to figure out just how his relatively inexperienced mouth would handle such a wonderfully big boycock. He pressed the head to his lips, swabbing it fully with his tongue, tasting the delicious nectar oozing from Mark's slit. He milked Mark's shaft firmly and brought up more and more of the juice, loving the feel on his tongue of the hot rubbery dick head. He brushed his fingers through Mark's sparse little pubes, marveling at how such a big cock could sprout from such a young dude, before he slipped the drooling knob between his lips.
Mark winced with pleasure. Before this, he had only felt the deft stroking of his brother Randy's hand. While Randy had a great touch, it was nothing compared to the thrill of Ronnie's soft lips and swirling tongue. He tried to copy what Ronnie was doing to him, jacking the shaft and licking the head. He was fascinated by the way the foreskin slid over his tongue and how he could feel the throbbing of Ronnie's heartbeat through his engorged prick. He slid his lips over the head and bobbed his head down lower and lower, taking Ronnie's uncut boymeat deeper into his virgin mouth.
Ronnie cooed and moaned on Mark's dick as he felt his cock going into his friend's mouth. He felt a slight bit of pain as Mark let his inexperience show by dragging his teeth over his shaft. "More lips... Watch your teeth." he gasped, licking down the side of Mark's shaft and tugging on his pubes with his teeth. He was rewarded by a powerful vacuuming suction around his dick as his friend's hot velvety mouth became more accustomed to cocksucking. He arched his cock deeper into Mark's sucking mouth as he slipped that juicy cock back between his lips.
Mark felt Ronnie's pubes his chin as the cock head probed his throat. He tugged Ronnie's cum filled balls, rolling them in his fingers, anxious for a mouthful of their delicious boycum. He loved their sexy aroma as rubbed them against his face, sucking even harder as he arched his cock deeper into Ronnie's mouth.
Ronnie was using his fist to keep Mark's cock at a suckable length, but found that he could take more and more than he ever thought he could. As he thrilled to Mark's eager blowjob, he became more determined to get more of his friend's throbbing dick down. He felt so close to cumming he was delirious with lust as he worked Mark's prick into his throat. He fought the gag reflex and soon had his friend's dick sliding easily deeper, until he victoriously felt the tickle of pubes on his chin, then began to concentrate on vacuuming on Mark's cock.
Mark's eyes rolled back in his head as the pleasure in his cock became indescribable. He hummed his pleasure through Ronnies cock as he felt the cum boiling through his shaft, jetting deep into Ronnie's throat as his body was wracked with pleasure. His ass cheeks clenched as he pumped wad after wad of young cum into his friend's mouth, feeling the insistent tongue swirling and slurping up his load.
Ronnie swallowed the first four big squirts of awesome tasting semen and used the next four to lubricate his sucking as it dripped from his cock stretched lips. He was delirious with pleasure as he felt his own throbbing cock ejaculate powerfully into Mark's burning mouth. He moaned onto Mark's oozing cock and felt him sucking hungrily as he swallowed his first mouth full of sperm.
The boys lay together, gently sucking each other's still hard and very drained dick. The exquisite pleasure in their sensitive cocks making their minds reel with lust. Suddenly, they both felt steamy splashes of wetness squirting all over their bodies. Surprised, they stopped sucking and looked for the source.
"Hi guys." Randy grinned, standing naked next to the bed and jacking his cut 7 1/2 incher, which sprouted from a tiny tangle of golden blond pubes, as he ran his fingers across his chest and tweaked his nipples. "You guys put one fuck of a show."
Mark looked at Ronnie, then back at Randy, totally perplexed by what was happening.
Ronnie grinned at Randy's hot little body, taking in the deliciousness of his youthfully rippled body and the cum coated fist that stroked his beautiful cock. He rolled over so that both he and Mark were facing Randy, and lovingly stroked his hard uncut dick.
Randy kept jacking his dick and smiled, admiring Mark's hot young friend with the juicy uncut dick and the cum dripping down his chin. He smiled at Mark's surprised face and admired his lean and well hung little brother, noticing that his cock was bigger and even had some pubic hair now. "If you guys aren't too worn out... Think you might want to try a three-way?"
To Be Continued?
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