A BOY AND JEFF STONE
This is a work of gay celebrity fiction. Some of the characters and background plot are taken without permission from a 1961 episode of The Donna Reed Show, entitled A Very Bright Boy. The sexual situations existed solely in the imagination of the author.
Jeff Stone was played by Paul Peterson; Mary Stone was played by Shelley Fabares; Victor was played by Johnny Crawford; and Joanne Wells was played by Mimsy Farmer.
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Siblings, Jeff and Mary Stone were annoyed. Once again, their mother was taking in a stranger. This time it would be a 13-year-old boy named Victor, who was the son of one of Donna Stone's college sorority friends. Jeff and Mary would be expected to keep the boy entertained while his mother honeymooned in Canada with her new husband.
Victor had unhappily been housed at a boarding school while his divorced mother and now-stepfather courted. The 13-year-old felt excluded, and was sure that his stepfather didn't like him. At school he had engaged in behavior that if discovered, would have gotten him expelled.
Though small for his age, Victor was a handsome, extremely polite, well-dressed boy. Even 17-year-old Mary thought so. In fact, she simultaneously regretted that Victor wasn't older, and felt guilty about finding the young boy oddly attractive.
15-year-old Jeff was less sure about Victor. Something about the younger boy seemed off, yet vaguely familiar to the precocious young teenager.
The Stone family soon discovered that Victor was a boy-genius with a photographic memory, and an ability to instantly bring up obscure, verifiable facts on a variety of subjects. Unfortunately, the boy was awkward socially.
Victor was sharing a bedroom with Jeff, and the two boys undressed for the warm spring night. Now a teenager, Jeff no longer felt the need to wear boyish pajamas to sleep in. Stripping to an undershirt and plaid boxer shorts, Jeff watched the younger boy with some curiosity as disrobed for bed.
Jeff had a secret, and went out of his way to obscure the fact that he had discovered at age 12 that he was exclusively attracted to boys and men. Blonde-haired, tan, Tab Hunter being a particular favorite. As a result, Jeff immersed himself in manly pursuits, like camping, football, and baseball, while fearing that someone might uncover his guilty inner desires.
Jeff nervously pulled the sheet up over his hips as he began to feel his young cock embarrassingly swelling in his boxer shorts, as he watched the handsome boy undress. Removing his khaki, chino pants, Victor was wearing nothing but a tight pair of white briefs. There was a noticeable, impressive bulge in front of the 13-year-old's underwear.
Victor pulled up a pair of cotton pajama bottoms. Unbuttoning his shirt, Victor displayed a sturdy, hairless chest. Although not yet muscular, Victor's young body was well-proportioned, and not at all skinny.
Turning out the light, the boys wished each other a "good night." Jeff's curious hand drifted beneath his boxer shorts as he imagined what delights might exist beneath Victor's "tighty-whities."
Victor was late to arrive to the breakfast table. Jeff had already wolfed down copious amounts of scrambled eggs, bacon, and toast. "Good morning, Victor," Mary and Mrs. Stone said almost in unison. Jeff looked at his sister. Why was she so suddenly perky? He wondered.
As Victor was given a breakfast plate, Jeff inquired if Victor would like to play football with him, as he was just about to head over to the park. Victor politely declined, saying that he wanted to get in some reading.
"Damn sissy," Jeff said to himself, not fully comprehending that the night before he diddled his genitals while conjuring up images of Victor's youthful body in various stages of undress.
Mary informed her mother that her friend, Joanne, would be coming over to study later that afternoon, and asked her mother if she would make some iced tea.
Following breakfast, Victor went back upstairs to Jeff's bedroom to peruse some books that he had brought with him.
Mary was interested in gossip more than studying. She had told to Joanne to bring her bathing suit so that both girls could work on their spring tans.
Boys were always on Mary's young mind, and an early tan would give her a leg up on the competition. Mary was, oddly, equal parts insecure and narcissistic. While she was considered by many to be the prettiest girl at Hilldale High School, Mary worried about insignificant things like hair ribbons and what color dress to wear to a party, while at the same time treating her eager dates shabbily, and often taking the boys for granted, like an entitled European princess.
Jeff was slender, if not skinny, for a boy of 15. Despite being undersized, Jeff particularly enjoyed the rough and tumble of sandlot football, particularly when another boy's hands would accidentally brush against his blue jeaned crotch while being tackled.
Although Jeff would often limp home bruised and bleeding, he felt that he had upheld his manhood, while at the same time enjoying the thrill of falling on top of boys, and having them fall on top of him.
Donna Stone raised her eyebrows as she looked out the kitchen window to see Mary and Joanne sunning themselves on the backyard chaise lounges. The schoolbooks of the two girls were placed absently on a nearby table. She would remind them later that they were supposed to be studying.
Joanne was a pretty blonde, and was wearing a daring two-piece bathing suit. Mary's mother would never have allowed her 17-year-old daughter to wear something similar, and Mary was a little jealous, even though there were obviously no boys in Mary's backyard for Joanne to preen in front of.
Joanne was so pretty in fact, if she wasn't Mary's best friend, she would likely have been Mary's bitterest rival. Friends since their freshmen year, the two girls would consult each other before accepting dates, not wanting to risk stepping on the other's toes with a boy whom she might be crushing on. While there had rarely been any conflicts, Joanne had always submitted to high-strung, dramatic, Mary.
Victor wandered downstairs and out toward the backyard for some fresh air. The handsome 13-year-old barely noticed that the attractive girls were clad only in bathing suits. "Hi Mary," Victor politely said. Joanne looked at the smaller boy with eager eyes. "Victor," Mary graciously said, "I'd like to introduce you to my best friend, Joanne Wells." "Pleased to meet you," Victor said dutifully, shaking the pretty blonde's soft hand.
Thinking to herself, "He's kind of cute," Joanne, in a braggadocious manner, thrust out her pointy, maturing breasts in the daring two-piece bathing suit. Oddly, Victor didn't seem to notice, but Mary surely did.
Victor excused himself to return to his books. "What's his story?" Joanne asked in an excited whisper. "Relax," Mary informed her friend. "He's only 13." Joanne looked disappointed. 13-year-olds didn't drive cars and take 17-year-olds on dates, she reasoned.
Mary then added, "Did you notice that he barely looked at us? Isn't that odd?" "Yeah," Joanne said, "Most boys would have had a big boner stretching their pants with the two of us in bathing suits." Both girls laughed loudly at Joanne's perceptive, if dirty, remark.
As usual, Jeff returned home battered, bruised, dirty, and deliriously happy. His team had won 35 to 28, and he had scored two touchdowns, and managed, while making a tackle, have his face "accidentally" fall into the crotch of handsome, blonde, 16-year-old, Jake Stephens.
"Jeff Stone, I want you to quickly take a bath before dinner," Jeff's mother exasperatingly said to her son, wondering how she would get the mud and grass stains off of his jeans. "Your father will be home in just a few minutes," she continued.
Jeff was wet and squeaky clean as he returned to his bedroom from the bath. Some of Mary's purloined bubble bath was still on his ear, and a white towel was wrapped around his slender waist. Jeff's hairless chest and brown nipples were still dripping with water as he reached into his drawer for a fresh pair of boxer shorts.
Victor was lying on his bed, reading from one of the books that he had brought with him. But now, he looked up as Jeff noisily entered the room.
Dropping the towel, the 15-year-old boy revealed his lithe, naked body. A small thatch of black pubic hair crowned the slender, average-sized penis hanging between his slender legs. Jeff's body was wiry-muscled from sports, and his teenage butt cheeks were taut and athletic-looking.
As Jeff dressed, he couldn't help but notice Victor's avid gaze. "Let's go down to dinner," Jeff said. He was hungry after his daylong football game. Jeff put his arm around the shoulder of the younger boy as they walked down the stairs. Jeff could feel the goosebumps on the 13-year-old as he rubbed his hand on Victor's upper arm. "Hmmm," Jeff thought to himself.
Dinner went by uneventfully, although Mary occasionally looked at the cute little boy quizzically, wondering why he wasn't hopelessly smitten by her?
Victor allowed himself the rare privilege of watching TV, but was soon bored by the westerns and vacuous family sitcoms on the tube. Victor was more interested in the Kennedy administration, but the Stones' didn't watch the evening news that night.
Excusing himself for bed, Victor was followed minutes later by Jeff. It was a rare night when Jeff's parents didn't have to hustle him off to bed. "Maybe Victor is a good influence on Jeff," Dr. Stone thought to himself.
Victor was already in bed with the lights turned off when Jeff entered the room. As quietly as he could, Jeff turned the lock on his door. He rarely employed it, but knew that now that he was older, his parents rarely checked in on him at night.
Distractedly dropping his clothes all over the floor, Jeff brazenly climbed into Victor's bed completely naked. The younger boy was turned to his side, but was not asleep, as Jeff sidled against his pajamaed body. Victor could feel Jeff's semi-erect penis gently pressing against his backside.
Jeff's instincts about the boy were quickly rewarded when Victor turned his body, and kissed Jeff passionately on the lips. "We'll need to be quiet," Jeff warned, as he helped to remove Victor's boyish pajama top and bottoms. Down to his white briefs, Victor reached for Jeff's eager hand and placed it on his expanding crotch.
Jeff had to catch his breath as he gripped the younger boys "package," which he could feel growing in his excited hand. The dark-haired 15-year-old had been increasingly desperate to "fool around" with another boy for a year or more, but couldn't imagine any way that it could happen. He now reckoned that God had brought Victor to his bed to be his sexual playmate for a few days.
Unknown to Jeff, Victor had spent the better part of his 8th grade school year as the "boy toy" of his boarding school, being passed around among the horny, "straight" upperclassmen who had no access to girls at their remote all-boys school.
Victor, the new boy, had allowed himself to be shared by the eager older boys as an expeditious way of making friends, and satisfying his own sexual curiosity, which had never really included girls.
Victor pulled down his briefs, allowing Jeff to inquisitively grip his long, slender, naked penis. The 13-year-old's pubic area contained only the sparsest amount of brown hair, which Jeff excitedly rubbed.
Reaching for Jeff's similarly erect penis, the two boys frantically jerked the other off. Their naked teenage bodies writhing on top of the bedcovers in delight. Both boys were careful not to make a sound as they hungrily masturbated the other.
Victor upped the ante by leaning over and taking Jeff's engorged cock into his young mouth, as he had done with so many other boys at the boarding school. Victor easily encapsulated the whole of Jeff's youthful cock into his experienced mouth, avidly sliding it in-and-out of his oral grip as he happily bobbed up and down on the older teen's modest-sized dick. The boy-genius later explained to Jeff that it was called fellatio.
Receiving his first blow job, Jeff frantically warned the 13-year-old that "something was happening." Aware that Jeff was about to cum, Victor steadfastly maintained Jeff's youthful organ in his willing mouth, swallowing spurt after spurt of Jeff's enthusiastic ejaculation.
Jeff was initially cautious about returning the favor, opting instead to grip Victor's penis in his greedy hand, and stroked it until the younger boy eventually spuzzed. Jeff wondered how he would clean the wet sperm from his sheets?
Having orgasmed, Victor began to curiously explore Jeff's wiry-muscled body, stopping to circle the 15-year-old's boy-nipples with his avid, experienced tongue. Victor had often surprised the older boys at his boarding school by his eagerness to probe and caress their naked bodies, and his willingness to provide oral sex, as well as anal access.
Victor liked having sex with boys, particularly the more-mature, muscular boys in his school. He fantasized about selecting one to be his steady boyfriend and bedmate, but of course, that was impossible. The older boarding school boys contented themselves with hand jobs and blow jobs provided by the submissive 8th grader. The more adventurous, and possibly gay high school boys, would willingly take advantage of Victor's compliant backside.
Laying on his stomach while recovering, Jeff began to curiously rub Victor's butt cheeks. For a boy who didn't play sports, Victor's young ass was appealingly round and firm. Enjoying Jeff's active hand caressing his butt, the 13-year-old surprised the sexually-inexperienced Hilldale boy with his breathy request, "Fuck me, Jeff."
As far as Jeff was concerned they were fucking! Well, as far he knew. "What do you mean?" Jeff asked in a whisper. The prone, naked boy, explained what he was after.
Jeff had never heard of such a thing, but was eager to try. He obviously knew that boys didn't have a pussy, but was surprised to learn that some, like Victor, were willing to take a penis up their ass. The idea seemed thrilling to Jeff.
Rising to his hands and knees, Victor, in a hush, explained the doggie-style mechanics to the sexually-curious 15-year-old boy. Spitting into his hand, as instructed, Jeff rubbed the saliva on his hard, erect cock. Jeff looked intently at the boy's hairless bunghole, and couldn't imagine how even his average-sized dick could possibly fit inside.
Gripping Victor's slender waist. Jeff, slowly and gently inserted his youthful cock, millimeter by millimeter into Victor's willing rectum. Victor had suggested that Jeff rim his anus with his wet tongue as an additional lubricant, but Jeff quickly rejected the idea.
To Jeff's surprise, his youthful cock slid in easily. Victor gave a satisfied sigh upon being penetrated. Jeff's instincts then began to take over, increasing his speed and intensity as he banged away at the 13-year-old's much-abused anus.
Jeff's curious hand found Victor's cock and balls flopping below him, as his own teenage balls slapped against Victor's firm backside. With his left hand on Victor's hip, Jeff used his right hand to excitedly stroke Victor's cock, and caress his little balls.
Jeff had to stifle a satisfied groan as he ejaculated into Victor's obliging rectum. The sticky, white liquid was dripping, and Jeff jumped up from the bed to grab a handkerchief from his drawer to clean Victor off.
"Fucking is neat!" Jeff said enthusiastically. Victor had collapsed onto the bed, and Jeff used his inquisitive fingers to explore between the boy's enticing butt cheeks before they would go at it again.
That night, Jeff would give his first blow job to the handsome, younger boy.
Victor and Jeff would enthusiastically fuck each night during the remaining days of the young boy's stay at the Stone house. Each morning, the two boys would look at each other conspiratorily at the breakfast table. Mary thought that there was something odd going on between them, but couldn't put her finger on it.
Jeff rolled around naked on his bed, absently playing with his eager cock. He had to make it look like the bed had been slept in during the night, when he had actually been in Victor's bed, anal-fucking the younger boy.
The 15-year-old was disappointed that his barely-teenage, homosexual playmate would be going away that morning. He wondered if he would ever find another boy his age who would be willing to do what Victor had so eagerly done?
Sensing Jeff's melancholy face, the naked 13-year-old rose from the other bed, saying: "O.K. One more time." Encapsulating Jeff's erect cock in his compliant mouth, Victor sucked the Stone boy dry.
The End.
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