THE WAR AT HOME
by David Kenny and Larry
DISCLAIMER: This story is fictional. No real boys have been harmed in the writing. Certain characters have been based on ones created by Rob Lotterstein and copyrighted by Fox. The television show "The War At Home" is copyright 2006 by Twentieth Century Fox Television, Regency Entertainment, and Monarchy Enterprises. This story in no way implies the true sexual orientation of the actors or characters they portray.
It was another typical night in Larry's world. He was sitting up in his room, on his king sized bed, watching a star wars movie. He had watched so many of them already, he practically knew all of the words. He mouthed the words as the actors went through their lines.
Larry was a typical 15 year old. Medium build, not a jock, with dark eyes and dark curly hair that never seemed combed. He wore loose hanging shirts and regular jeans. He didn't go for that "pants drooping on the hips" look. He wasn't an adonis but he was a good looking kid, one of the nicest in school.
Sitting next to him was his best friend, Kenny. Kenny was also 15 and his next door neighbor. They had been best friends since they first met. Dressed in his usual attire, sweat pants and a T- shirt, Kenny looked like the typical teen, except that he looked like one from the middle east. In fact, his dad grew up there. Kenny, however, spoke very good English and didn't have an accent like his Dad. That was probably due to the fact that he was born and raised in the US. He was - well - a sweet boy, thin with dark straight hair and dark eyes. His cheek bones gave away his Arabian background, but it was a nice, boyish kind of look.
Larry really liked his best friend. They had very similar interests. They both liked star wars, both enjoyed reading and collecting comic books and both had a similar sense of humor. However, even as best friends, there were things Larry didn't know about Kenny.
That all was going to change tonight during their sleep over. Both boys had sleepovers before, but the one they were having tonight would be much different than any other.
"Do you want to watch another Star Trek?" asked Larry, reaching for another video.
"No," said Kenny. "I'm exhausted. Why don't we go down to the kitchen and get a drink or something"?
They both jumped off of the bed and Larry turned off his TV. As they opened the door, they realized that the entire house was dark.
Larry looked at his watch. "It's after midnight," he exclaimed. "I had no idea we had stayed up so late. Everyone must be in bed."
"Except us,"Kenny smiled and giggled. Larry smiled, too, with just a hint of troublemaker in his voice. "Oh well, let's go get a coke anyhow".
They both snuck down the stairs, hoping not to wake anyone. As they turned the corner of the hallway, they noticed that Larry's younger brother, Mike, was asleep on the couch.
"Shhh," Larry said. "We don't want to wake him up."
As they continued across the room towards the kitchen, Kenny couldn't help but notice that Mike was in his underwear. That diminutive boy in his white BVDs laid there, as innocent as could be, dead asleep.
Kenny had never admitted it to his best friend, but he was really attracted to his brother. Although Mike was two years younger than the boys, he had that beautiful blonde hair, was thin and, among other things, really had a cute butt (Kenny couldn't believe he thought about that). Of course, he never mentioned any of this to his best buddy. In fact, Larry was unaware that Kenny was gay. Come to think of it, Kenny himself wasn't really sure he was either. He had held the feeling in for so long because he knew his dad would freak out if he ever found out. No one knew of his secret.
Reaching the refrigerator, Larry opened it and handed Kenny a coke. With the light in the refrigerator as their only source, Kenny smiled and took the coke but his hand didn't leave the can and they both stood there, their fingers intertwined around the can and looking at one another. Kenny was hoping that Larry wouldn't think this was weird. Just he and his best friend alone in the kitchen sharing a moment.
"You're a great friend," Kenny whispered with that high-pitched giggle that Larry loved.
"So are you," Larry said quietly.
They continued to stare into each others eyes as, little by little, Kenny's mouth started to get closer to Larry's. Larry didn't understand what was happening, but then again, he didn't stop it either. He felt Kenny's other hand grab his hip. Even with his jeans on, he could feel the heat of his body next to him.
Their mouths met and they kissed. It wasn't one of those small kisses, not too "gone with the wind" type either - just one with a lot of tenderness. Neither Kenny or Larry opened their mouths.
As they parted, Larry realized what he had just done. It should be wrong, but man did it feel so right. He was confused. He let go of the coke can, turned and walked back to his room.
Kenny closed the refrigerator door and started to tip-toe back to Larry's room, with Larry already in the lead. As a result, this put Kenny in the living room alone as he walked across towards the hallway. He stopped for a moment and looked towards Mike again. What a cute boy. Mike had pulled a blanket up over his waist and it appeared that his hand was under it, playing with himself. Mabye he was doing it in his sleep but it looked sexy anyhow. Hmm, Larry thought. He would have to check that out later.
Excited at what he just saw but realizing that his best friend was probably freaking out, he continued down the hallway and, as he opened the door, he found Larry in bed with the covers up to where his nipples would be, although he still had a t-shirt on. He had turned the TV onto some worthless sci-fi and was pretending to watch it.
"Larry," Kenny started to explain.
Larry interrupted. "Kenny, I have to ask you a question and I don't want you to be mad at me when I ask it, ok?"
"Sure," Kenny said. "I could never be mad at my best friend".
"Well," Larry started. "It's about what just happened in the kitchen."
"Mmmm," Kenny sighed. "I think I know what you are going to say."
Larry sat up in bed. "No, I don't think you do!". he sounded determined - not mad, but Kenny was getting worried. Kenny also noticed that the blanket had slipped down to Larry's waist. Below his T-shirt, It was obvious all he was wearing was a pair of his white BVDs. He looked over near Larry's desk and saw his jeans piled up on the floor.
"Kenny, I'm really serious. I don't want you to laugh or get mad when I ask you this," Larry sternly repeated. Kenny always enjoyed when Larry got serious as his voice would squeak a little as if he was trying to be a "big" man but his squeaky voice gave him away as just another teenager in the middle of puberty.
"I promise I won't get angry or laugh," Kenny said. He sat down next to Larry.
"Kenny," Larry began. "You are my bestest friend in the whole world. We've been through a lot together and we've always told each other the truth. Now, I want you to tell me. Are you......you know....... gay?"
Kenny stood still for a minute contemplating what he was going to tell his best friend. Larry had stood up for him at junior high when all the other boys made fun of his swish (ok, so he had one) and called him "fag" and other names. He beat one kid up pretty bad when he said something vulgar to Kenny.
With all of that, Kenny was afraid what his best friend would do if he told him the truth. He thought he had been gay since he was 10 years old but had never acted on any of his feelings. He had bottled it all up inside since then, afraid of what his family would say and terrified of what Larry would say.
But, it seemed like it was now or never. After all, they had just kissed at the refrigerator. Yes, Kenny had not forgotten that. That was truly amazing! He had never felt anything so tender in his entire life. He had wanted to do that since they had first met but didn't know how to approach it. And, now, it had happened. So, he thought, how much worse could it get?
"Yeah, I think I am." Kenny said. He looked into the eyes of his best friend for some kind of sign as to what he thought of what he had just said.
"What do you mean, 'you think'? Are you or aren't you?" he asked him.
"Well, I don't really know," Kenny said. "I've always felt good when I'm around you. I get strange feelings when I am around other guys. I have always like the company of boys over girls. I can't explain it more than that. I've never done anything with anyone. I've certainly never kissed another guy like we did out in the kitchen. I hope you're not angry."
Larry looked shocked at the thought. "Me, be angry with my best friend? Never!" and he giggled that high-pitched giggle that Kenny liked so much.
"Besides," Larry said. "I think it's a little late for me to be angry after kissing you, eh?" Both boys looked at each other and giggled. They realized that they were getting a little loud. They put their hands over their mouths and giggled again trying to keep as quiet as possible.
"Gosh," Larry said. "I guess I always suspected it but didn't want to say anything because I thought you would get mad."
That's the same reason I didn't say anything to do," Kenny said. "Your friendship means more to me than anything."
"So," Larry continued. "How do you know if you are gay? How did you "know"?"
"I guess I didn't know until you ask me just now," Kenny exclaimed. "Or maybe it was when we kissed. Either way, I'm pretty sure now that I'm gay."
They both giggled again. "Have you ever done anything with another boy?" Larry asked.
"No, I told you I haven't done anything - unless you count just now when we kissed," Kenny giggled again. Larry started in with him.
The both stopped and put their hands over their mouths again. They looked at one another as the room got quiet. They thought they had heard someone outside their door.
"We should keep quiet," Kenny said.. "We don't want to wake the entire house."
Larry got up and went over to his door, turning the lock. He pulled on the handle and confirmed his door was locked. "There," he said. "No one will bother us now."
He turned to look back at Kenny and found him staring. It was then that he realized that he had gotten out of bed in his underwear and his peter was very hard just from their talk. Both boys stared at each other.
"Ugh.....Larry....: Kenny started to say.
"Mine gets that way sometimes," Larry said. "I don't know why".
Kenny smiled. "Mine too," he said. He reached down and adjusted what to Larry looked much larger than he expected.
Larry moved silently towards the bed. He sat down next to Kenny and, instinctively, leaned over towards Kenny again. Once again, their lips met. This time, they kept kissing a little longer. Then, Kenny made the move by opening his mouth and sticking his tongue into Larry's mouth. Larry jumped back.
"I'm sorry," Kenny started to stammer. "I don't know what came over me".
"Kenny," Larry exclaimed. "I'm not upset at you!"
"You're not?" Kenny asked.
"No," Larry answered. "Just kind of shocked. I didn't expect that but it was nice. Let's try that again."
Kenny smiled. He still didn't know if he was gay but this was so much fun with his best friend, he really didn't care.
Larry leaned further this time and he tongued Kenny. Both boys started playing tonsil hockey with each other, both boys getting more excited than ever.
Larry broke away. "Wow!" he said in a whisper. "That was something."
"How about this?" Kenny said. With that, he leaned over again and started to seriously french Larry. At the same time, his hand went down to Larry's hard peter and started to play with it through his underwear.
This drove Larry crazy! He had never had anyone play with his dick before but this was outstanding! The feelings he was getting were like no other.
Larry reached over and started to feel Kenny's peter too. It was very hard and very big. Even with his usual outfit of sweat pants on, Larry could feel the outline of Kenny's BVDs on under them.
They both stopped, parted and realized that they were panting like dogs.
"This is way wicked," Larry said.
"I love you Larry," Kenny said. "I guess I always have. You are so cute and you always stood up for me when they would pick on me and...."
Larry put his finger to Kennys' mouth and told him to Hush. He got up and slipped under the covers, pulling them aside so Kenny could climb in.
"But, Larry," he said. "I always sleep in the next room. What will your family say? What will your little brother say?"
"Don't worry," Larry confided. "You can sneak into that room before morning. Everyone's asleep. No one will know."
Kenny smile that big arabian smile and started to pull off his sweats. He left his white BVDs on which looked so sexy against that dark Mediterranean body. He slipped into bed beside Larry.
"This is so awesome," Larry said.
With that, both started to kiss again, while reaching down below the covers and fondling their dicks. Both boys underwear got wet in the front as their peters started to leak as only teenage boys do.
Unbeknownst to them, they were not alone. They had heard someone earlier. Peaking through the cracked door to the bathroom that stood between Larry's room and the guest room, was Mike, Larry's little brother. He had woken up and, on the way to his room, had heard the giggling earlier. He listened through Larry's door and, finding it locked, realized they must be doing something they didn't want him to see. So, he tip-toed around into the guest room and snuck into the bathroom, With the door cracked, he looked in and was shocked at what we saw.
Even with the lights out, there was enough light from the nightlight Larry kept in his room to see his brother and Kenny in bed kissing. WOW, he thought. I can't believe it. I always thought Kenny was gay, he thought, but my brother? - WOW!
Mike continued to watch in awe as Kenny disappeared under the covers. There was lots of giggling and movement under the quilt and then he heard Larry moan. It sounded like a good moan. Kenny's head appeared within a minute.
"Did you like that?" Kenny whispered.
"Oh, man, do it again," Larry said.
Kenny pulled the blanket back and Mike realized that his brothers underwear was down around his knees. He now saw that his brother had a big hard-on and Kenny was leaning down like he was going to kiss it. Mike watched as Kenny took his brothers dick and swallowed it.
"Groan," Larry said again. "Please........don't.....stop...."
Mike watched as Kenny moved up and down on his brother's pole. The site and sounds quickly made Mike's peter harder than it had ever been. Mike slipped his hand down the front of his underwear and started to jack off while he watched the two boys going at it.
Kenny continued to give Larry head for several more minutes, moving his hand down to his balls, which were peaking over the underwear. His hand went somewhere Mike couldn't see because the sheets were bunched around his brothers legs. But, within a minute of his hand disappearing, Larry lurched his butt off the bed.
"WOW!" Larry yelled.
Kenny stopped sucking Larry. "Shhhhh," Kenny said. "You'll wake everyone."
"What was that you just did?" Larry asked. He sounded excited, not mad.
"Oh, a little something I learned from a book I read," he said in that sultry tone he had.
"I've got to read that book," Larry smiled.
Kenny went back to sucking Larry while his hand continued to do something that Mike couldn't see. The moaning got longer and longer until he heard his brother muffle something.
"....agggg.....cum......ing.....er....now...." Larry said, is voice squeaking.
That's when Kenny came off of Larry's peter and Mike watched as squirt after squirt of cum went into the air and over Kenny's fist, which was still moving up and down Kenny's hard peter.
As the movement stopped, Larry was clearly out of breath.
"Kenny!" he exclaimed. "That was the best feeling I ever had."
"Yeah," Kenny said. "That was kind of fun".
"What was the name of that book you said you read?" Larry asked, always the bookworm.
"It's called 'The Boys'," Kenny excitedly said. "It's really a magazine. A porn magazine I found in a trash pile at an abandoned house a couple of streets over. It's awesome."
With that said, both boys settled down on their sides, facing one another and gently kissing until the both appeared to fall asleep in each others arms.
Mike, realized he was standing in a doorway and ready to explode right there. He slipped out of the bathroom and tiptoed back to his room. Upon entering, he closed the door behind him and pulled down his underwear. Laying down on his bed, he started to work his peter the way his friend had taught him several months ago during one of his sleepovers. As he remembered the love scene he had just witnessed, he shot after shot of com spread over his chest. It was the best orgasm he had ever had since finding out about masturbation. He cleaned himself up, put his underwear back on and slipped under the covers to dream good dreams.
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