Just Between Us

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.