Hang Out With Your Wang Out

Alan Twitty walked into the Steven household. It was early Saturday afternoon and he had come over to hang out with Louis. But Louis wasn't home... When he knocked on the door Louis's older brother Donny answered. Donny seemed to just have gotten out of the shower because his hair was wet and he had a towel wrapped around his waist.

"Hey Donny! Is Louis home?" Twitty asked.

"Oh, no Twitty man. Sorry. Him and Ren and my parents went over to the Bay to watch the boat show. I would have gone but I had a big game yesterday and they left two days ago. But he will be back on Tuesday. Here come in." Donny explained, holding the door open for Twitty.

"Thanks man." Twitty said. His bare arms had visable goosebumps for the change in temperature, it was blazing outside but Donny had the AC on full blast inside.

Twitty knew he liked guys but he had never told anyone, for fear of being shunned by his friends and peers. As Donny walked into the kitchen, his bare ass strained against his towel. And his glistening muscles, still damp from his shower, made Twitty want to jack off right there.

Donny peered over his shoulder quickly. He thought he had noticed Twitty checking him out in the doorway. And he was right. 'This could be fun...' Donny thought to himself.

"Do you want something to drink dude?" Donny asked the younger teen.

"Sure" Twitty replied. "Coke if you got it.

"Sure thing man." Donny said and tossed the can to him. "Hey wanna watch some TV?" Donny continued.

"Alright."

So Donny and Twitty sat down on the couch next to each other. To the casual eye it would have seemed everything was fine. But in Donny's brain, his gears were turning furiously as he devised a plan to get his hands on Twitty and pleasure both of them.

Donny grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. Perfect. Wrestling was on. That would keep Twitty's eyes on the screen. So after several minutes Donny decided to put his plan into action. He acted as though he was scratching his upper thigh and his towel came undone. But he pretended he didnt notice. As he shifted positions, his towel fell completely undone and fell open to reveal his half-hard nine inch penis, surrounded by thick brown hair.

At first Twitty didn't notice it but as soon as he did his pants tented upwards. He could not figure out how Donny didn't know what was going on, but he was glad he didn't.

Twitty did not remove his gaze from Donny's cock for minutes and Donny just smirked and watched Twitty's tent grow bigger and bigger. Finally he pretended to notice and covered himself back up. "Oh no! I hope you didn't see that!" Donny exclaimed.

Twitty hurridly adjusted his pants, but Donny had already seen it. "Do you want some help with that?" Donny asked the blonde boy, with a coy smile on his face.

Twitty didn't reply, he just blushed a deep red and looked downwards.

"Alright, strip." Donny commanded. "I will do it too, so don't worry." Donny assured the young teenager. He pulled his towel off and turned in a circle, as though he was modeling a very expensive suit. "See, that was easy." Donny added, and winked at the still red boy, who was gazing in amazement at the ripped body of the high school student. He hurried tore off his shoes and socks and his tank top was next to go.

Standing there in only his shorts and boxers underneath, Twitty began to pull them down. Finally they slid down his shins to rest at his ankles. He stepped out of them, erect dick in full glory. His balls were held close to his body but they seemed to be large nonetheless. He had small bush of brownish-blonde hair above his erection and the beginnings of a treasure trail leading upwards.

The older boy stood there and checked out his younger subject. He grabbed his balls and pushed upwards. He squeezed the boys bubble ass and felt his smooth chest and stomach. "Nice. Very nice." Donny commented. "So where would you like to begin?" he asked Twitty. "Here make me hard and then suck me off. Can you do that?" Donny asked the blonde, beckoning to his dangling penis.

Twitty climbed to his knees and took the half-hard cock in his hand. He stroked it gently several times and sped up accordingly. A few strokes later Donny was at his full nine inches and leaking pre cum a bit. Twitty lowered his mouth, eyes closed, and licked a drop of pre cum off of Donny's head. It tasted slightly salty, with a bit of an aftertaste to it.

Above Twitty, Donny looked downwards, awaiting Twitty to engulf his manhood. He didn't have long to wait though, as Twitty shoved what he could in his mouth. Donny was very thick, so Twitty's teeth scraped over the delicate skin, increasing contact and pleasure. The blonde moved his tongue over the swelling head and brought a hand up to his new lover's balls. He carressed them through the hair that coated the sac, thinking the hair was sexy and wished he had as much as Donny. He continued his sucking for several minutes until Donny could stand it no longer. He pulled out of Twitty's mouth and used Twitty's saliva to jack his dick to completion, spurting his manjuice across Twitty's face.

Twitty stood up, face covered in Donny's sticky sperm. He went in to kiss Donny and they shared a passionate kiss. Donny slowly eased his tongue out of the younger boys mouth and lick off all of his sperm, reclaiming his juices. From there he went behind Twitty's jaw and nibbled his way down the boy's neck until he reached the chest. Twitty's nipples were erect from the cold of the room, giving Donny something to bite at. Twitty panted and groaned at the new sensation he was feeling, trying to push Donny down fast, but the older boy was too big to let a kid like Twitty push him around.

"Hold you horses Twitty" Donny said as he smiled and winked at the boy above him. Twitty just breathed harder, his penis growing larger by the second. Donny eased his way down his smooth stomach, licking up the promising muscles and swirling at his belly button. He suckled lightly at the beginning of Twitty's brown-colored bush, leaving a small mark. Donny bit down on the base of the younger boy's cock, watching the precum bubble around the tip. Then suddenly as could be, he engulfed Twitty's entire teenage package in his warm, wet mouth. He began with slow, delibrate sucks, beginning at the base and then ending at the tip, nibbling on his foreskin and lavishing in his leaking penis.

Up above the high school student, Twitty continually gasped and moaned, never having felt this sort of sensation before. He started thrusting against Donny, feeling his tip nudge against Donny's throat, getting harder and harder. Twitty brought his hands down, holding them firmly against Donny's short brown hair.

Donny, growing annoyed by the grabbing and thrusting of the boy above him, pushed him back on the couch and ravaged his naked chest, licking and biting and sucking whatever skin he could reach. His dick, already hard again, rubbed again