Jiffee Lube - Chapter 2
Copyright 2004, Jeff Spencer
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I found a note in my locker, 2 days later, scrawled on a torn off piece of lined note paper, that
said, "Meet at Mr. Foster's science lab after school lets out - AC." It took me a while to figure
out that "AC" didn't stand for anyone I knew's initials, but rather for the Astronomy Club. I
guessed that maybe one of us wanted to talk about what happened. I hadn't forgotten a single
second of that night - every inch of Bobby's big dick was burned into my brain, Sean's hand
stroking that rod, the streams of boy cum that shot all over the floor, and most especially, the
cum-covered kiss as Sean and Bobby's lips had come together.

Just recalling that scene caused my dick to spring up. Since there were a bunch of other people
standing near my locker, I tried to push my hard dick down as best I could, and headed off to my
next class, but now anticipating the end of classes even more than usual. At 3:30, I got to Mr.
Foster's lab, but he wasn't around. Inside the room, I found the other 5 members of the
Astronomy Club. If you read Part 1, you know a little bit about us, but I'll repeat the
introductions.

Present were Chris, Bobby, Sean, Matt, Ryan and of course me, Jeff. Chris is a 5'4", 120 pounds,
medium length blonde hair, 15 years old. Bobby is a jock at 6'3" tall, wavy black hair, about 200
pounds, 16. Sean and Matt are twin brothers with long brown hair, cute and kinda girly, 5' 11"
tall, both 140 pounds, 15. Ryan is short, about like Chris, but he's got red hair and creamy white
skin, but lots of freckles across his nose, 14 (and smart). And there's me. I'm 6'2", 165 pounds
and I'm waay more nerd than jock. Oh, and I'm 16.

So when I walked in some of the guys looked apprehensive, but Bobby spoke right up.

"I asked you all to come because what happened the other day was, well, really something, and I
thought we should talk about it. If it helps any of you, I really enjoyed it. I enjoyed jacking off in
front of you guys, I enjoyed lookin' at your cocks, I enjoyed shooting my load, I enjoyed
watching you guys cum, and I especially enjoyed kissing Sean, and feeling him stroking my
dick. And you guys should know, if anyone here repeats what I just said outside of this room, I'll
beat the crap out of you. Anybody got a problem with that?"

There were a bunch of murmurs in the group, but nobody was brave enough to risk a beating
from Bobby, who probably could have broken any of us in half.

"Plus," Bobby continued, "some of us have continued some of the things from that night, and
wanted to show you. Sean?" Bobby said, looking pointedly at one of the twins. Sean looked at
the floor and didn't say anything, while Matt gave Sean a quizzical look. What the fuck?

"Yeah," Sean whispered, finally. 

Bobby grinned, and said, "I guess I'll have to tell it. Sean and I met again the next night, and the
night after, and ‘practiced' on each other. Want to give ‘em a taste of what we learned, Sean?"

"Oh, please, no....." Sean said, but even as he said it, he was edging closer to Bobby. Bobby
quickly undid Sean's pants, and they fell to his ankles. It was very clear that Sean had a boner,
and had been nursing it for some time, judging by the large wet spot on his burgundy colored
jockey shorts. Bobby yanked down Sean's undershorts, and lightly grasped Sean's 4" cut prick,
stroking up and down the pink shaft, his hand bumping against Sean's hairless crotch, his fingers
pinching Sean's cute, hairless balls.

Sean shuddered with pleasure at the touch of Bobby's beefy hand on his dick and balls, and
closed his eyes. "Do me," Bobby said, and Sean hastened to undo Bobby's jeans, They too fell to
the floor, and as they fell, we could see that Bobby wasn't wearing any underpants at all. Sean's
hand just naturally went right to first stroking Bobby's balls, then holding on to Bobby's thick, 9"
shaft. As Sean moved closer to caress Bobby's private parts, Sean turned, and I could see his ass.

When I saw his butt the other night, I'd been impressed at how perfectly round, smooth and
hairless it was, two perfect orbs perched at the top of his thighs. The light was much better here,
and now I could clearly see the little pink opening between the orbs, peeking out. My mouth
began to water, but I wasn't sure why. Sean turned again, and now I could see the two of them -
Bobby and Sean, jacking each other's cock, just as though each was masturbating the other,
which, I guess they were!

Both boys' eyes rolled back in their heads as they approached their orgasm, and quickly they
both shot a stream each of thick, whitish fluid onto the other's leg. "Uh, fuck, that felt good!"
Bobby exclaimed. His voice softened. "Sean, how was that?" Sean nodded diffidently, then
broke out in a grin.

"Yeah, it was pretty good!" he exclaimed. He reached down and scraped the wad of Bobby's cum
off his leg, and nonchalantly licked it off his fingers. I could feel my dick being compressed in
my now too- tight jeans, and I could see the 3 other guys squirming where they stood.

"So anyway, Sean and I wanted to invite you over to my place tomorrow night. My folks'll be
out of town, and I thought the Astronomy Club might want to get together."

"Well, it won't really be the Astronomy Club, since it doesn't sound like there's gonna be a lot of
Astronomy going on, and Mr. Foster won't be there," Chris said.

"Well, maybe we'll see the Milky Way," Ryan said, laughing, "and we can think of some other
name, if you really care that much. And ya never know, maybe Mr. Foster could make it...." he
teased. As we were leaving the room, Matt sidled next to me.

"Sean's probably already gonna be there," Matt, his twin brother, said. "You can see how they
get on. So, would you mind stopping by our house and I'll come with you?" I looked at him
blankly, then, remembering Sean's body, smiled, and quickly said, "Sure! How about I walk
home with you now? It's on my way."

Now it was Matt's turn to smile. "I'd like that." We walked together the 2 miles to Matt and
Sean's house, along busy neighborhood streets lined with maples just starting to turn their
characteristic brilliant reds. We talked about this and that, probably the longest time I'd talked to
either of the twins, and I found that Matt was quite likeable, and had many interests in common
with mine, besides Astronomy.

Matt's parents weren't home, as it was still mid afternoon, and he surprised me when he asked if I
wanted to come up to the twins' room to see his collection of Hubble telescope posters, but I
agreed, as there are many beautiful pictures that have been produced by it, though I'd not seen
any of them blown up to poster size. When we got to their room, and I entered, Matt grinned and
closed the door behind us. "It's hard to get privacy in this house, so I grab it whenever I can."

He led me over to one of the full size beds and said, "Sit, and I'll bring ‘em over." As he walked
away from me to the bookcase next to the wall, I looked at Matt's full round ass. It looked to be a
perfect double of Sean's, which wasn't really a surprise, them being twins. My eyes were locked
on the perfect motion of his hips and butt as he rocked from side to side, choosing the posters to
show me. I felt shamefaced when he turned quickly to ask me a question, and caught me staring
at his bottom. I'd never really done such a thing before, but looking at his rear end made me feel
good.

"I said, do you want me to include doubles? I've got some doubles of posters I could give you."
Matt smiled as he said this, as though he knew some secret.

"Uh, sure," I replied quickly. Matt returned to sorting, and rocking, and I returned to staring, this
time more carefully, until he turned once again, this time with a handful of rolled up posters.
Matt walked over to where I sat on the bed, then sat next to me, our thighs touching as the
mattress pulled us together. He began unrolling the posters one by one, describing each one, and
telling me from where he'd purchased it, and staring directly into my eyes from no more than 12"
away, in the most charming way, until I was quite lost and unable to think.

It seemed the most natural thing in the world when his face neared mine, his blue eyes drowning
me in their depths, liquid pools of yearning, until I lost all consciousness of the boundaries
between us. I think we kissed, gently and lightly, but in retrospect I can't tell whether it was my
desire or our mutual lust that makes me think that. What was clear to me, and still is even today,
was Matt's voice whispering, "I watch you as you play soccer, Jeff. I watch you body fly over the
pitch, your hair streaming, sweat dripping down your beautiful face, the muscles in your calves
and thighs defining themselves as you jet past. I adore you, Jeff. I think I always have."

Now I know for sure that we kissed then, for I will never forget the liquid taste of Matt's fear,
and love and yearning to be a half part of a new whole different from he and his brother, as he
pressed his lips against my lips pressing against his. We kissed in our young boy way, desiring
the maximum of contact, the melding that we foolishly believed could only happen with lips, but
which we later learned existed in a universe of possible combinations.

We kissed for what seemed both an eternity and the wink of a young boy's eye, speaking to one
another in the oldest language, one imprinted in every man's soul and which requires no
translation. My hand rested on Matt's thigh, so full and warm, and his hand moved mine to the
mound at his crotch, the tent his hard on was producing in the already tight fabric. I shyly
molded my fingers loosely around the mound, and through the warmth, I felt his 4" of hardness
pressing itself into my fingers, seeking attention like a dog nosing its way into its master's hand.
Perhaps seeking a treat.

I stroked his cock awkwardly. There was nothing I have ever desired more in my life, than the
desire I felt at that moment to have my hand contact his naked prick. So, daringly (in my mind) I
fumbled with his snap and zipper to free his erection, so that I might better caress it and show it
the attention it sought, and I wanted to dispense. Too slowly, I finally had that bit of boy flesh
exposed, pulled through the opening at the front of his white jockey shorts, the deep pink head of
his circumcised penis    already leaking sticky fluid through his piss slit.

Of course, had I known then what I know now, I would have slipped my lips over that head,
licking his precious boy fluid, but sadly, I didn't, so I stroked up and down the shaft in a
simulation of jacking off, a skill that all of the young boys possess at a very early age though we
constantly seek to improve those skills through practice all of our lives.

"Take yours off while I take mine off," Matt said, and no translation was needed to know what
"yours" and "mine" meant in this context. I slipped my pants and underpants down to my ankles,
as Matt did the same, then he pushed me back flat on the bed just before his hand wrapped
around my 6" cock, and began jacking me off enthusiastically. I took the hint, and returned the
favor. We stared at each other's cock, our own erect dick, and our partner's face lost in
concentration as we strove to bring each other the pleasure we knew how to give ourselves.

Given the energy and inexperience of youth, it was no time before twin geysers of cum were
spouting above our adjacent crotches, regular as Old Faithful in that we came together
effortlessly. We both giggled, and slumped back flat again on the mattress, our immediate lust
sated, our fists covered in each other's thick, young cum. "Remember what Bobby did with his
stuff?" Matt whispered to me.

"Uh huh," I whispered back, and that lover's ESP you will possess with your own lover
manifested itself, and we each brought our jizz-slimed fingers to first, our own nose, then to our
own mouth, tasting the other's love juice and, finding it delectable, lapping it our fingers and
giggling when this act of depravity was completed, kissing to bring our mutually slimy lips and
tongues together in yet another sweet kiss, longer this time, I'm sure.

We lay against each other for a time, Matt's cock resting against mine, his thighs squeezed
between mine, our hands resting on each other's stomach, our faces together. Then, a rush of
impishness overcame Matt. Shaking his pants off his feet, he rose up over me and wearing only a
loose shirt, nude from waist on down, straddling me as I lay on my back, knelt over me, his groin
at my face.

"Suck it," he commanded. His semi-erect cock waved dangerously in my face.

"You could put somebody's eye out with that thing," I mock-warned him, but opening my mouth,
as I was intrigued by how he might taste and feel in my mouth. Matt giggled, and pressed
forward, his 4" hairless but stiff cock pressing against first my lip, then my teeth, finally on my
tongue. His small balls rested warmly on my chin. His dick felt solid and warm in my mouth,
slightly salty for whatever reason. I could feel his heart pulsing through his meat, and I felt
conjoined to him.

Of course, I had no idea whatsoever about how to give another boy a blow job, so I literally
sucked his cock as though it were a creamsicle I was trying to get off the stick. "Ow!" he
exclaimed, "you're sucking too hard!" Obviously he was no expert either. "Let's try something
else," he said.

Spinning around on top of me, his ass staring me in the face from no further than 4", he said,
"Kiss my ass!" I guess Matt was exploring all the expressions we'd heard as kids, that we knew
were vaguely connected to gays. I looked at his cute, round ass, and it did appear to be exactly
the same as his brother's. I approached this latest command with considerable enthusiasm, as I
had been dreaming of coming closer to Sean's ass, and this seemed like an acceptable, if not
superior substitute.

I brought my hands to Matt's slim hips, pulled his rear end closer to my mouth, and began
kissing his smooth, full flesh, loving the taste, smell and feel of his white skin on my red lips. I
began licking, in addition to kissing, and this brought out a much more positive response from
Matt than my abortive cock sucking had.

"Umm, that feels nice, Jeff. It kinda tickles, and feels warm and wet. Mmmm" Matt began slowly
rotating his ass around my face, and, while I had no idea that things would heat up as my mouth
approached his ass hole, Matt forced that issue on me, by centering his tiny pucker over my
mouth, to the increased pleasure of both of us. Fleeting thoughts of his ass hole as the place
where Matt's shit exited flew through my head, but gained no traction as the wonderful feel and
smell of his boy-clean hole coursed through my tongue, cheeks and nose.

The closer his anus came to my licking tongue, the greater our mutual excitement became. I soon
consciously sought out his pucker, as it seemed it would be a highly pleasurable area for me to
explore, as my young dick was manifesting. I could feel my 6" stirring and rising. Apparently
Matt noticed it too, as I felt him bow down before it and apply his own warm and wet mouth to
it. Instead of sucking, though, Matt simply bobbed his lips up and down over my uncut 6",
pressing the covering back, then swiping his tongue over my revealed piss slit.

I guess there must have been a great deal of difference in our cock sucking techniques, because I
had no desire for him to stop, nor was he hurting me in the least. Meanwhile, my tongue was
venturing deeper and deeper past his rubbery skinned anal pucker. I thrust my tongue deep inside
his hole, and Matt hummed with pleasure. Well, we ALL know what humming does during a
blow job. As nice as it felt before, it was a real pleasure to have Matt tonguing my cock and
humming too, so I decided to do the same into his ass.

Matt began sucking me harder, and licking like mad, as I fucked his anus with my tongue, and by
his writhing I thought that Matt might be cumming again. I could certainly feel the urge rising in
me. As naive as I was, I didn't realize that I should warn Matt that I'd be cumming in his mouth,
so I just did, shooting several loads into his mouth. Apparently Matt didn't take offense, as he
came on my chest just moments after me, my cumming inside his mouth so wantonly sending
him over the top.

We lay together for a few seconds, my tongue still at his young boy ass, his mouth next to my
cock, then Matt turned around and lay on top of me, his cheek next to mine. I could feel and
smell everything about him as he whispered, "I love you Jeff. I've never cum twice like that, or
ever felt like that with anyone." 

"I love you too," I whispered back. He brought his warm lips to mine, and now we kissed like
the experienced lovers we were, our tongues exploring each other's mouth, warm breath rushing
against the other's cheek, the taste of my cum on his breath, the sticky feel of his cum between
us. We kissed passionately for such a long time, the minutes now frozen in my memory.

Finally, though, it occurred to me that I'd better go, and so, at my suggestion, Matt sighed and
said, "Yes, you're right, but I wish you could spend the night with me. I'd love to feel you against
me." I felt a thrill of love at this declaration, as I had at his declaration of love previously. I felt
like the luckiest boy in the world!

As I continued on home, I don't believe my feet ever touched the sidewalk, and I remember
nothing of dinner. Ah, but after dinner and homework that took far too long, I readied for bed,
and the long, leisurely jerk session that featured Matt's lovely face and body.
