Scott was 19 and had been away at college for a year. He had long wavy
seventies style light brown hair and hazel eyes. He was a trim 165 and
stood five-eleven. Scott had never failed to turn heads, both in high
school and now in college, but he was extremely shy and had few friends.
Romantically, he had had a few boyfriends and fewer girlfriends, but the
romances had always been short-lived. Now Scott had resigned himself to
being socially withdrawn and could be described as a sloppy nerd with a fair
degree of unrealized animal magnetism.
Ryan was 18 and in his last year of high school. He was the surfer boy
next door with layered sandy blond hair that covered half his ears and most
of his neck. His deep blue eyes and thick brown eyebrows kept people
guessing as to what his ethnic background might be. Definitely a looker at
152 and five-nine, Ryan had had plenty of experience with girls, but had
come to realize that he got turned on only when he felt they were turned on
by him. He had learned early on that he never felt turned on by girls
directly.
Both Scott and Ryan knew they were gay, but neither one had explored
very much in this most unfamiliar territory. That was all about to change.
Scott was spending the summer with Ryan's family in Orange County,
California. Their moms had been old friends for many years and Scott loved
to travel. Being from the east coast and never having traveled farther west
than Cincinnati, it was a great opportunity for Scott. So, at the end of
his first year, Scott drove his pride and joy, a red and white 1965 Corvette
convertible out west. The car had been a junker when Scott had first
learned to drive and he had spent most of his free time during high school
working part time and restoring it.
Ryan's family's house was small, so Scott slept with Ryan in his double
bed. Ryan wasn't sure about Scott, still a stranger, sleeping with him,
especially since Ryan usually wore only a pair of briefs to bed, but, oh
well. Of course it had to be hot and air conditioning was at a premium, so
Scott simply followed his host's example and also slept wearing only briefs.
Ryan was very nice on the eyes, especially Scott's eyes, as the younger
boy soon realized. During the hot summer days, Ryan got up and put on a
pair of gym shorts or cut offs. That's it! Ryan's honey tan, slender
waist, nickel-sized nipples, nearly hairless armpits, and more outgoing
personality all worked together often causing Scott to stare at Ryan with
feelings of infatuation until Scott forced himself to look away. But
usually it was too late and Ryan has figured out early on that Scott was
attracted to him.
Scott wasn't bad either; a little more buff than Ryan. Scott had developed
the tight muscles, the six pack abs, and firm body, but Ryan still had the
lingering sensual smoothness of teenage youth and as each day and night
passed that first week, Scott's hunger grew to the point where he could
almost taste the beads of sweat dripping down Ryan's bare sides.
Well, one day during their second week together, Ryan was a bad boy. He
borrowed Scott's car without asking. That wouldn't have been so bad if
that's all that happened. It was only a short trip to the store and back.
Ryan certainly got more looks than he ever imagined he would--a 17-year-old
cute blond guy driving shirtless in a convertible--who wouldn't look?!!
Even straight guys looked on with approving eyes. It did a lot for a young
man's self image. But that all up and vanished when Ryan sideswiped a fence
post. Oops! The gash on the right side was about a meter long. Yeah,
expensive!
Scott was pissed, but not so much that it clouded his thinking as to the
opportunity this situation could afford him. Ryan didn't have much money,
certainly nothing close to what it would cost to fix the dent and he begged
Scott not to tell his mom. Ryan was truly sorry and Scott couldn't help but
feel for the younger boy. Ryan suggested that he might get a job and slowly
pay back Scott, but Scott wasn't sure about this idea. Ryan knew what Scott
wanted. He could see it in the older boy's eyes. He had seen it all during
their first week together. They stood and stared at each other for quite a
while as sweat trickled down Ryan's bare sides.
"What do you want to do with me?" Ryan finally asked.
That was Scott's cue. The older boy stepped closer and touched Ryan's
bare chest, softly rubbing his fingers back and forth. Ryan, not sure how
to respond, simply left his arms at his sides. Only his penis stiffened
slightly. Scott graced his fingertips down to Ryan's quivering stomach and
around to the small of his back, pulling the younger boy close and burying
his face between Ryan's shoulder and neck. As Scott feasted on Ryan's neck
and shoulder, his hands worked their way under the younger boy's gym shorts
and underpants and began kneading his tight butt, pushing his clothes down
in the process. Ryan's arms reached up under Scott's shirt and began
caressing his back.
Pulling Ryan close with one arm, Scott whispered, "Bad boy," in Ryan's
ear and lifted his other arm, smacking the younger boy hard on his butt
cheek. Ryan pulled in tight to Scott's torso and Scott did the same with
his non-spanking arm. With each smack, Ryan flinched and whimpered more and
more dramatically, but never released his tight hug of Scott. Both boys'
erections were rock hard by now and it didn't take long for Ryan to cum,
soon followed by Scott, their knees buckling slightly, holding on to each
other for support, at which point the spanking stopped and the two boys
simply embraced and kissed, savoring each other's tastes and smells.
"Thank you," Ryan whispered.
Scott didn't respond with words, but hugged Ryan tightly for a long
time. Scott realized he had discovered a love greater than his car!

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*Godspell*