The hot afternoon Texas sun beat down on the two boys as they jogged the half mile from their suburban San Antonio school to Mike's house. The weight of the back packs filled with books increased the excursion of their young, sublte bodies, and helped to generate waves of sweat which drenched them from head to toe. By the time they reached the front porch ow the McWilliams home, the two friends were panting and soaked.
Billy shucked off his pack and pulled off his shirt as Mike struggled to pull the house key out of his tight, wet jeans pocket. Out of frustration, Mike unbuckled his belt, unsnapped the fly of his jeans, and pulled the zipper down to allow his hand more room to fit into the sweat soaked pocket. This made it possible for him to finally grab the key so he could unlock and open the door. When Mked pushed the door open, both boys were hit with a gush of cool, refreshing air. Mike stepped in, his jeans still undone, with Billy following him carrying his pack and shirt.
Mike closed and locked the door behind them, shock off and dropped his pack on the floor of the entry, and led the way to he kitchen. Billy dropped his pack and shirt next to Mike's, and followed his friend. As they walked, Mike pulled off his shirt and tossed it casually onto a dinning room chair as he passed. Once in the kitchen, Mike grabbed two classes from a cupboard, and filled them with ice and water from the door dispencers of the refrigorater. He handed one to Billy, and then took a long deep drink from his own. Billy took a gulp, and then sipped while admiring Mike's naked chest and slender torso.
As Mike lowered his head after nearly finishing his whole glass of water in one long drink, he saw Billy looking at him. He smilled and said, "Like what you see?"
"Yeah." Billy, said. "Looks good."
"Wanna see more?"
"Yeah," Billy said with a big grin and a slight giggle.
Smilling, Mike put his glass down on the kitchen counter and then slowly pushed his tight wet jeans down his slender legs, revealing his white Fruit-Of-The-Loom briefs. The sweat soaked condition of his underware easily showed that Mike had a hard-on. Billy's right hand moved to his crotch as he looked at Mike's.
"Are you hard, too," Mike asked.
"Yeah," Billy replied.
"Well, let's see it."
Billy put his now empty glass down on the counter, and began to unbuckle his belt. As he did so, Mike sat down on the floor in front of him and began to remove his own shoes. By the time Billy had pushed his jeans down to his knees, Mike had his shoes and socks off. Before standing back up, he pulled his jeans off.
Now wearing just his underware and sporting a ragging hard-on, Mike looked at his friend's underware clad crotch, and the hard-on clearly visible beneath the tight wet briefs. Mike, smilling, walked up close to Billy, and gently pushed the palm of his right hand agaist Billy's crotch. He could feel Billy's hard dick pulsing beneath the thin cotton cloth. Mike smilled into Billy's smilling eyes, leaned close, and whispered into his ear, "Wanna have some fun?"
Billy simply nodded as his pulse and respiration began to increase. He stood still and silent as Mike knelt down to untie and remove Billy's shoes and socks. Then, stil kneeling and looking up into Billy's face, Mik slowly pulled his friend's tight, sweat soaked jeans down to the floor. Billy lifted his right leg and then his left as he let Mike pulle his jeans off him.
Still kneeling on the cool tiled Kichen floor, Mile pressed his face against Billy's crotch and inhaled. The aroma that filled his notrils was intoxicating. It make his head spin, and his dick get harder (if that was possible). Mike looked up into Billy's face for approval as he placed his hands on either side of Billy's underware. Again Billy simply nodded, and Mike slowly pulled the white briefs down his friend's slender legs. Bill's hard dick popped out and slapped Mike right on the tip of his nose. Both boys giggled, as Billy stepped out of his underware, which Mike held to the floor. Once free from Billy's legs, Mike put the crotch of the briefs to his face, and took a deep breath. It was wonderful! Mike staggered to his feet as a drop of pre-cum spotted the front of his own underware.
"Okay. Now it's my turn to see your hard-on," Billy said.
Billy knelt down in front of Mike and stared stright at Mike's crotch. He could clearly see the online of Mike's dick, and the spot of wetness marking the throbbing head. He put his nose to that point and inhaled deeply. The aroma of sweat and cum was dizzying, and caused a little pre-cum to ooze frrom his own dick. Billy put his hands on either side of Mike's under pants, and slowly pulled down. Once released from it confines, Mike's hard dick stood at attention at a 60 degree angle, begging for attention. Billy would soon give it all the attention it needed.
Once Billy had Mike's under pants off him and tossed aside, he stood up so close to Mike that their dicks rubbed against eachother. Smilling into Mike's eyes, Billy said, "Okay. So how about that fun you asked me if I wanted to have."
Mike gently took Billy's hand and said, "Follow me."
Leaving the kitchen by the side entrance, Mike led his friend down a short passage, past the laundry room and a powder room to his bed room. Originally intended to be a maid's room or a mother-in-law suite, the room is large with space for a queen size bed, dresser with mirror, a chest of drawers with a tv on top, a desk with a computor, and a sitting area with a love seat and coffee table. The suite also has its own full bath with separate whirlpool tub and shower.
Once in the room, Mike closed and locked the door. The two nude boys stood face to face, their hands on eachother's shoulders, their dicks touching gently, and slowly leaned their heads together for a quick kiss. Then Mike layed face up on his bed with his legs slightly apart and his dick standing straight up. He smilled at Billy, and then looked at his own dick. Billy got the hint, and walked over to the bed. He sat down close to Mike's feet, bent over at the waist, and put his lips to the head of Mike's dick. Openning his mouth, Billy slowly slid his moist lips over Mike's hard, throbbing dick. Mike rolled his head back, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. The feeling of Billy's lips on his dick was just what he wanted. And, although he wanted to moment to last longer, he could not control his young body, and the extacy squeezed his balls, and forced his hot boy juice to errupt from his dick like steam from a geyser. Mike's young body convulsed and twitched as spurt after sprut shot from his pulsing groin. After the sixth, he lay exhausted with his head spinning. He barely felt Billy licking the remaining oozing cum off his now spent and softening dick. Mike lifted his head and looked at his friend who was smilling with a little bit of cum trickling down his chin.
"That was fun," Billy said as he licked his lips. "Now what? Can we have some more fun?"
"Yeah," Mike said. "What would you like me to do to you to make you have an orgasm?"
"Well, you might think it's kinda weird. But, I'll like you to gime me a spanking. Would you do that?"
"You really want to spank you, Billy? For real?"
"Yeah. I like the way it makes my butt tingle. It makes he have a great orgasm. I like it better that jacking off."
"Okay. If a spanking is what you want, then I will give you a spankin."
Mike sat up and moved to he edge of the bed with his legs hanging over the side. He patted his thigh, and Billy laid down over Mike's legs. Mike positioned Billy so his butt would be in a could place for him to easily slap it. He gave the small bubble but in front of him a couple of practice slaps, and then said, "How much of a spanking do you want, Billy?"
"Spank me until my butt is real red all over. Okay, Mike?"
"Okay. Will it make you cum?"
"Yes. It will make me cum great."
"Okay, Billy. Here we go."
With that Mike began to lay quick, steady slaps on Billy's little white butt.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
Billy began to squirm on Mike's lap as his butt began to turn pink. Mike could feel Billy's dick rubbing against his leg, and he bagan to get hard again.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
Billy's little butt was now going from pink to light red. He kept up the squirming, and added little audible indications of his pleasure.
"Ooooh. Awww. Uhh. Oh, man. That feels good. You give a good spankin, Mike. Oh, wow. It is really starting to tingle now.?
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
Billy's butt was now turning deep red, while he bounced up and down on Mike's lap, rubbing his dick hard and fast against Mike's leg. The tingling in his butt was now a pulsing in his groin, and Billy could tell that soon he would errupt.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
"Oh, man, Mike! I'm gonna cum. Aaaaaahhhhh. Oooohhhh. Yeah."
Mike felt Billy's hot boy juice squirting onto his leg. He stopped spanking the red hot butt in front of him, and rubbed it gently, as he felt his own cum spirting from his dick onto Billy's stomach. Billy stopped convulsing, and lay motionles across Mikes legs breathing heavily. Mike layed back on the bed with one hand still on Billy's butt, and took several deep breaths.
Billy finally lifted his head to look over at Mike. Smilling, he said, "That was great! You sure know how to have fun, Mike." I like playing with you."
"I like playing with you, too, Billy. You're a lot of fun."
"Do you want to play and have fun like this tomorrow after school, Mike?"
"Yeah! I sure do."
THE END