By the time their summer vacation finally arrived, the boys had been having sex every chance they got. To fill the time between their steamy sessions in the cardboard fort and searching for a Summer job, they joined a physical fitness program held at the city pool. The program, which included free weights, swimming, and calisthenics, promised that the teens would lose weight, build muscle, and tone their bodies. Now Ian wasn't interested in muscle mass; he just wanted to be firm and lean. It was Gene who wanted muscles.

Ian's parents were overjoyed at their son's newfound passion and applauded him as they believed he spent too much time indoors. They agreed to increase his allowance so that finding a Summer job was not necessary, provided he stuck with this new exercise regimen. Gene's parents were just as happy, encouraging him to push himself and making the same allowance offer.

Although the boys had ample opportunities to get together during the week, what with both sets of parents working late, it was the weekends that became their favorite time, as they didn't have to rush. Ian's and Gene's parents were both avid golfers and hit the links as early as possible. Ian's grandmother lived with them and cared for his baby brother. She took him to the kiddie park or played with him in the backyard, but rarely ventured to the basement due to her sense of balance. If she needed Ian, she called down to him, so the chance of detection was minimal.

As soon as his parents departed, Ian retrieved his makeup collection, which he now kept hidden in his room, and stripped down to his boring men's underwear to apply his makeup. His collection had grown thanks to the discovery of a small drug store across town that was not judgmental of a young man buying makeup. Once made up and assured that his grandmother was outside, he rushed to the fort and the locked suitcase that held the clothing and wigs Gene had stolen from the donation bag his mom and sister had prepared, and the few things from his sister's overstuffed closet. Ian was dressed and ready for action by the time Gene arrived.

Now, on this Saturday, when Gene arrived, he headed straight to the basement because he knew that was where Ian would be, based on their last telephone call. He called out his arrival as he descended the stairs and was about to enter the fort when he saw a paper bag with his name on it at the entrance. Inside was a pair of black satin and lace panties and a handwritten note asking him to put them on, which he did and once again enjoyed the sensation of his cock nestled in a silky cocoon.

Now, Gene had begged Ian to dress and apply makeup to him, and while he enjoyed it, he preferred to remain in the male role in their relationship. However, he never passed up the chance to wear erotic underwear.

"What's this about?" he asked as he made his way to Ian's side.

Ian was propped up on some pillows and looked better than ever. He immediately placed his lips on Ian, and they shared a long, passionate kiss. It seemed to Gene that each time Ian applied his makeup, it was better than the last, and he seemed more like a girl than his buddy. He could give the girls at school lessons and a run for their money.

"I wanted to make sure that you were good and hard," Ian replied as he stroked the outline of Gene's cock through the panties when their kiss ended.

"I'm always hard for you," Gene admitted with a blush.

"I need you to be super hard," Ian answered.

"Why?" Gene asked.

"I'll show you," Ian replied in a soft, seductive whisper as he gently pushed Gene onto his back and then slowly slid his satin and lace panties off before kneeling between his legs.

Gene's cock was stiff and almost flat against his belly as he enjoyed the sensation of Ian's nylons against his legs. Gene moaned even louder as Ian began to kiss and lick his chest, moving downward. Ian paused when he reached his buddy's rock-hard member.

Gene watched wide-eyed with his heart beating a mile a minute as Ian placed the ends of his wig behind his ears in a practiced gesture and lowered his head, and then commenced to plant kisses on the circumcised head of his cock. Ian's large eyes, with their purple eye shadow, were locked on him the whole time.

The kisses stopped after a while, and Ian switched to running his tongue around the head that was becoming shiny with pre-cum. Gene had to concentrate so he didn't lose his load right there. The sensations he felt were beyond description.

"Oh, baby," he said. "I'm going to cum."

"Then cum for me," Ian said in a breathy whisper as he took hold of Gene's cock and gently pumped it.

Gene gritted his teeth and let out a grunt as his teenage cock emptied its contents on Ian's face. The sigh, sound, and feeling of his friend's cock spewing on him sent Ian over the edge, and he lost his load in his silky panties with a moan.

Ian produced a bottle of mouthwash, and after rinsing his mouth out, he took his place next to Gene, where they shared gentle kisses.

"What brought that on?" Gene asked when his heart rate returned to normal.

"I remember seeing that in one of the porno mags in my dad's stash and how it affected you, and I just want to please you," Ian responded. "I also remember when Sherri Preston gave me my first blow job and how much I enjoyed it. "So, did you enjoy it?" Ian asked.

"It was fantastic," Gene replied.

'It didn't gross you out?" Ian asked.

"Not in the least," Gene replied.

"Next time, I want you to cum on my bra," Ian whispered.

It was during their next session when Gene announced that he was cumming. Ian pulled his face away from Gene's crotch just in time to see his cock spew its contents into his silky shelf bra, and once again, the sight pushed Ian over the edge, and he lost his load in his panties. It was after a brief rest that Ian got on his hands and knees and allowed Gene to enter him, and they both admitted that this was one of the best sessions to date, and oral sex became a regular part of their time together.

It was the following week that Gene entered the fort on this beautiful Saturday morning and made his way to Ian's side as usual. He was surprised and pleased that Ian had foregone his outerwear and met his friend and lover clad only in erotic lingerie. Gene drank in the sight of Ian in his black nylons and garter belt. The tiny, shiny black panties and bra worked their magic, and he was hard in a matter of minutes.

Ian's kisses seemed hotter than normal, and the tiny moans he made sounded sexier and only added to Gene's desire. Ian removed his friend's jeans and underwear to discover that his friend was rock hard. Ian lay across his friend's thighs and immediately commenced with kissing and licking Gene's tool more aggressively than the previous times.

Suddenly, the kissing stopped, and Gene's eyes went wide when the head of his cock disappeared between his friend's ruby lips, and he felt the intense sucking motion on his cock. Now Gene had received a few blow jobs from the girls in his school, but they were nothing compared to this. Gene was still puzzled by how hot Ian was, but he wasn't going to question it.

Between the outfit Ian wore and the sucking and kissing, it wasn't long until Gene was ready to shoot.

"Ian, I'm going to cum," he said in a harsh whisper.

Now Ian didn't move to remove Gene's manhood from his mouth. He instead pushed his head forward, allowing Gene's cock to slide further in his mouth and throat. Ian commended moving his head up and down.

"Ian, I'm not kidding. I'm going to cum," he repeated.

Gene received no answer, so he allowed himself to empty his load into Ian's mouth, and Ian swallowed every drop before releasing Gene's manhood.

"That was amazing," was all Gene could say. "What turned you on?"

Ian turned on his side and gently tugged the waistband of his panties down to reveal something protruding from between his friend's butt cheeks.

"Pull it out," Ian whimpered.

Gene took hold of the end of the object and began to pull.

"Slowly," his friend moaned.

Finally, the front of the object revealed itself, and it appeared to be a short, real-looking dildo.

"I was experimenting with it the other night and I discovered how horny inserting this made me," Ian admitted. "So I inserted right after I got dressed, and it was an effort not to jerk off while I waited for you."

"Now, you're going to have to put it back in," Ian moaned as he produced a bottle of lube.

Gene lubed Ian's butt in between long tongue kisses and then slowly inserted the dildo in his friend's ass. Ian moaned softly as the dildo entered his tight rear end. By the time he finished, he was hard again. Ian pushed him on his back and commenced sucking Gene's teenage cock.

Once again, Gene exploded in Ian's mouth, and he didn't lose a drop. When they finished, they cuddled, sharing gentle kisses.

"You know what?' Gene asked.

"What?" Ian replied.

"I am going to hate to see Summer end," Gene stated.

"So will I," Ian replied. "So let's on lose any time thinking about it."