Amberton Portal 1/Jack/Morning Bus/Gary and Friend
Go Back to the Start of Jack's Story
You look around, and maybe its because all the blood in your head has drained down into your aching dick, but the first person you notice is your best buddy, Gary, sitting in the back, leaning forward and talking earnestly to a younger black boy, probably a middle schooler, and definitely a foreign exchange student, he's got that super-dark complexion that only comes from Real Africa.
You give Gary a wave and start making your way back to the back of the bus. Gary is on the school football team with you, but he's the place-kicker, while you play running back. He's maybe 5'7", only comes up to your chin, and you've got an easy fifty pounds on him, even weighing a fairly light 195 for your position. Gary could easily look skinny, but he manages just enough muscle tone to look slender and graceful. Plus, all that swimming and soccer and placekicking has packed lots of junk in his trunk, if you know what I mean....
You shake those particular thoughts out of your head in a hurry. Cripes, now Gary? What is WRONG with you today? As you make your way back to where he's sitting, you notice he doesn't look too happy to see you. Oh well, you'll have to make it up to him, but he's the only gay guy you know, and you're seriously freaking out about this whole 'little brother' thing.
As you get closer, you suddenly notice the black boy has turned to look at your approach, and your treacherous dick practically bursts out of your pants. He's got really dark skin and fairly fine features for an African, which indicates, if you remember your classwork, that he's likely from Ethiopia or someplace like that. His hair is a short fuzzy mat, capping a finely shaped head. His eyes are big and brown, his lips are lusciously full, just right to wrap eagerly around your big white cock, and he's quite the little slender looker, with slim shoulders and a narrow waist perched upon quite a fat round booty.
...what the fuck. You tear your gaze from the black boy and look back at Gary as you swing carefully into the bench seat next to your gay buddy.
"Hey, Jack, my main man, how's it hangin' this fine day?" Gary still doesn't look happy, but he's being civil, at least.
"Wassup, Gary, listen, sorry to barge in, but...." you trail off, as Gary speaks up and talks loudly, right over you, interrupting you.
"Hay, Jack, since you're here, this is my new friend, Marco. Marco, this is Jack, we're on the football team. He won't join swimming or soccer, and he definitely won't even consider theater, no matter how awesome that would be." You pause at Gary's snarky tone. Ok, yep, he's pissed.
"Hi, nice to meet you Marco, but, listen, Gary, some weird shit is going on this morning, I need to talk to you..." One hasty explanation later, Gary is frowning deeply, and Marco, who has been listening in, is staring at you like you're some sort of escaped zoo animal.
After a minute to think, Gary says, "Well, I don't know what to say, but I'll tell you this, something is really weird today. I woke up with my...uh...'special friend' this morning, and, well, nothing really happened. I wanted to, but I couldn't get off with him. I kept thinking about my Mom, of all people. It freaked me out, let me tell you."
"Your Mom? Dude, aren't you gay?"
"You bet I am, and once I got on the bus, looking absolutely fabulous, our boy Marco here just came up to me and confessed that he's been secretly dreaming about sucking his Dad's dick all morning. As a matter of fact, we'd just arranged to skip school and go back to his house and...see what kind of gay stuff comes up." Gary gave Marco a charming smile, and when he looked closer, Jack saw that the little black boy was obviously wound up too.
Jack blinked his eyes and managed to stammer, "So, you're gay too, Marco?"
The cute black boy said in a musical accent, "No, not gay, it's a terrible sin! But.... I feel so strange! I feel like I have to do this, just have to! Even if just the once!"
Gary gave Jack an easy, winning grin, his eyes flashing mischievously, and said, "So, this is my favorite fantasy, I get to break in a cute little straight boy to the wonders of hot gay sex. And now, I think I could bust a nut just sitting here! It's like we're super turned on by all the stuff we never thought we'd like, for example my Mom, or never get to do, like a little black boy butt."
Jack exclaimed, "See! You're feeling it too! What the hell is going on? We've got to figure this out, man!"
Gary laughed, and replied easily, "Jack, dude, no we don't! What we've got to do, is decide if our hot sexy rendezvous this morning is going to involve me feeding cute little Marco here his first big, hard, dick, or if we're BOTH gonna feed him some tube steak. What do you think, buddy? Chances like this don't grow on trees!"
Here it is, all the gay boy sex you could want, pick your poison
- This is utterly crazy, but...you can't help yourself. You go with them to Marco's house to analyze, in depth, their issues
- Gary is crazy, you can't let him corrupt this little boy! Take Marco home, and probe the deep-seated root of his Daddy issues
- Okay, Gary needs a time out. Get your twink buddy to school, get him someplace private, and talk some sense deep into his ass
All right, this is your very...last....chance. If you don't want the gay, run away