Back to the Future
This is my first story and first part of an intended BTTF Timeline. Although I may skin back and forth between scenes and movies.
The stories will definitely be gay male and generally adult/youth, youth/youth and incest featuring, on occasion preteen boys. Marty McFly is 17 in the movies but I am dropping his age down to 15 and basing his looks on Michael J. Fox's boyish appearance in earlier roles. Other characters' ages may be changed together with any physical attributes to suit the author's vision of events. This installment features the character Milton Baines as played by Jason Hervey...
The stories are fiction - time travel notwithstanding...
Back to The Future - Waking in 1955
After being hit by the car in the street, Marty woke up in Lorraine Baines' bed. Marty senses somerhing familiar as he comes round and calls out.
"Mom. That you?"
Lorraine Baines pats his head with a damp cloth looking at the teenager with a hint of immediate attraction.
"There, there, now. Just relax."
Marty rolled on to his back his naked, smooth, taught chest exposed as the bed sheets had crumpled to just above his navel.
Lorraine confirmed "You've been asleep for almost nine hours now."
Marty mumbled, not quite aware his 15 year old body was on display to a stranger: a girl at that.
"I had a horrible nightmare. I dreamed that I went... back in time. It was terrible."
Lorraine fawned at her new crush. "Well, you're safe and sound now, back in good old 1955."
Marty bolted upright, the sheets dropping down just about covering his underwear.
"1955?" He shouted in surprise.
"Yes Calvin" said Lorraine coyly
"Calvin? Wh... Why are you calling me Calvin?"
Lorraine confessed "Well, that is your name, isn't it? Calvin Klein? It's written all over your underwear."
It was then he saw that the girl in his room looked like a younger version of his mother.
At this Marty panicked and bolted out of bed briefly aware he was just in his underpants. He grabbed his jeans and attempted to hop in to them.
"I've never seen purple underwear before" he heard the girl say before he toppled over and hit his head on a chest of drawers knocking himself out.... again...
Marty began to come round again finding himself lying on his right side slightly curled up. He could feel something warm and soft on his back and realised it was a small hand stroking his skin underneath the bedclothes. He was still confused at what had happened and where he was but the stroking was nice and soothing, especially with the fingertips caressing from his neck, across his shoulder blades and down to the top of his butt and the elastic in his briefs.
Occasionally the hand reached forward and stroked his left side almost caressing his front as well. Marty's left arm had been raised up so the hand could tweak the small nest of hair under his armpit.
Marty was still a little dazed and confused but was beginning to come round and although the stroking was extremely intoxicating, he wanted to get more comfortable and rolled on to his back.
There was a brief pause as the hand withdrew and Marty began to regret turning over. Shortly, the soft hand returned back on to his young chest amd fingertip stroked him firstly in circles across his chest bumping around his nipples before heading south to his tummy. Marty stretched and discretely gripped on to the bedclothes and pulled them down to his navel, not quite exposing it but the fresh morning air excited his bare, exposed torso above.
The hand stopped briefly and Marty slightly opened his eyes enough to see but not so that his masseur would see him looking. The curtains were shut but it was clearly daylight outside amd the room was quite visible. Before him kneeling by the side of the bed, one elbow on the bed, looking down at Marty's exposed smooth 15 year old chest as the hand continued to stroke was a young boy.
Marty's eyes shot open wide in surprise but he managed to close them to small slits before he was noticed. The boy above him must have been no more than 13 and although not fat, was fairly rounded in the face, had a smattering of freckles and a slightly blond/ginger full head of hair. The boy was cute but a hint of troublemaker could be seen in his face. His young build also suggested he liked sports. He was wearing pyjamas but with the right arm rolled up so that his bare flesh would occasionally touch Marty's as he stroked him. Marty noticed through his squinting eyes the teenage Adam's apple bob in the exposed V shape of flesh which was the boy's neck and middle of his chest.
The boy was clearly engrossed in what he was doing continuing to rub across Marty's chest then down under the sheets over his tummy dipping in to his navel and stopping at the band of his briefs. Marty was pretty much awake now but didn't want to let on but he did stretch again, this time raising his arms leaving his right arm above his head on the pillow showing off his patch of brown boy hair under his armpit. He dropped his left arm to the side so that it brushed the boy's pyjamas resting over the side of the bed and against the boy's hip. He fained a twitch but was himself stroking up against the boy's hip and thigh.
The attention he was receiving and that he was secretly giving was starting to arouse Marty's. He could feel himself expand in his briefs but it was a little uncomfortable as he had been pointing down and desperately wanted to adjust but didn't want to scare off this young admirer. He wiggled his butt in the vain hope it would dislodge and pop up to finish it's growth in a little more comfort. This didn't happen.
The boy above him seemed to notice his dilemma as he looked down at his crotch area then up to his face, with a brief smile. Did he know Marty was awake ? The boy moved his 13 year old right hand up and down Marty's heaving chest and tummy a few times but then didn't stop at his waistband. The boy's hand continued down over the cotton briefs pushing down over Marty's shaft which was still bent over within. The hand continued down firstly squeezing the head then fondling the balls which were also tightly packed. They boy moved his hand back up the shaft, then with thumb and two fingers gripped Marty's shaft and in a circular motion, adjusted Marty so that it was facing up towards his navel. The slight freedom enabled him to become fully erect but even then his briefs had trouble containing him.
The boy was pretty brave by now. He didn't seem too worried that Marty may wake or was even awake already. He didn't even seem fazed that maybe there were others in the house who might walk in. The bedroom door was open after all. He removed his hand away from Marty's groin and pulled down the bedsheets down to just under Marty's knees exposing Marty's youthful skin to the morning air. A window was open and the slight breeze wafted through the curtains helping to arouse him further. Marty wasn't skinny but he didn't have a gym body either. He was a normal 15 year old with some hint of puppy fat with hairless torso and legs except for his armpits and a thin trail of fluff down from his navel disappearing under the elastic of his purple briefs.
He decided to open his eyes to look upon his visitor properly. The boy met his gaze and pretty much guessing Marty had been awake or just didn't care, smiled back.
"Hi Calvin" He had either assumed the name from Marty's underwear or had been told the same by Lorraine. "I'm Milton... Lorraine's little brother"
A sudden realisation hit Marty. Milton was Lorraine's brother who must be about 13 if this was supposed to he 1955, a date he needed to address when this pleasurable experience had finished. So this was actually his Uncle who was caressing and fondling him. This in turn turned Marty on thinking not only was he being abused by a family member but that he was also being attended to by a younger boy. Marty just smiled back, not needing to correct him as he was enjoying this experience.
Marty opened up his left hand and began to more obviously caress Milton's hip, buttock and thigh. Milton in turn replaced his hand to Marty's body but attended the erection more outlining it with his fingers over the top of the cloth. He took a grip either side of Marty's shaft with thumb and fingers and began to rise and fall using the material of his underwear as a kind of foreskin. Marty began to pant and with a brief struggle got his own hand inside Milton's pyjama bottoms and caressed the boy flesh he could reach.
Milton raised from his knees amd sat on the side of the bed guiding Marty to roll back on to his right side and then scooted up and lay behind him. He slipped his feet under the bedclothes but the rest above his knees was exposed to the air just like Marty's. Marty curled up slightly in a fetal position and Milton moved his boy frame around the curves. His knees joined the back of Marty's, his belly rested against the base of the older teen's back and hia chest warmed against the middle. His lips brushed against Marty's neck and he blew and kissed it. Inside his pyjama bottoms he pressed his hard as rock boy dick against the cotton of Marty's underpants held in the crack of his buttocks.
Milton reached over with his left hand and massaged Marty's tummy mixing up the attention to the soft skin with his full palm and then just fingertips. He kept teasing the 15 year old in front by travelling downwards then dragging a finger under the waistband across his groin before moving back up to attend to his belly and chest. He would regularly thrust his 13 year old rigid dick into the cotton and crease of Marty's cheeks. Marty in turn pushed back.
At last Milton pushed his hand under Marty's pants addjusted his slighlty bent dick straight flat against his groin and gripped it full in his palm. Marty sighed at the warmth and the slight tug on his shaft. Milton gently wanked the stiff member, not the whole shaft, just moving the skin a couple of millimetres up and down. The boy had so far avoided touching the head but even so the pleasure Marty felt was sublime.
Milton gave a sudden frantic burst up and down on Marty's penis. Marty briefly felt he was ready to shoot. The physical feeling of this hand on his teen cock along with the thought of a younger boy wanking him AND this being his Uncle really aroused him.
Milton took long strokes now pulling down to the base of the shaft and up just under the pulsing head. Again he didnt touch it but Marty's head was being rubbed against the material in his briefs. This feeling was amazing.
Milton's own dick responded to hos gentle thrusting and popped out of his pyjama bottoms through the piss flap so was now flesh on Marty's cotton briefs. A tiny puddle of precum wetbthe material and Marty felt the dampness on his buttock.
Marty moved his left arm down and pulled down the rear of his pants to lodge under his butt, the front still fully covered his erection and Milton's massaging hand.
Milton pushed forward with his exposed dick and pushed it in to the crevice of Marty's smooth ass. Marty clenched his cheeks and rocked back and forth with Milton's cock gripped between them. Milton was uncut so his foreskin was being slid back and forth over his little pink head. A very small nest of ginger/blond pubic hair was moistened by a mix of his precum and both boy's sweat. Milton's boy cock still had a way to go but was already 4 inches and his balls had only recently dropped. These were still inside his pyjamas but still slapped lightly against Marty's arse.
Milton thrust forward more vigorously, his cock sliding along Marty's crease occasionally punching forward and pounding Marty's arsehole entrance teasing an entry but not completing it. Milton was pumping Marty's throbbing cock, itself closer to 6 inches and cut at the younger boy's guess but he still avoided covering the head. He removed his hand briefly and licked it soaking it with saliva tasting teen sweat, precum and urine from Marty's member.
He returned his hand and massaged Marty's engorged head for the first time. Marty let out a huge moan. Milton went back to addressing the length of it making it slippery with his saliva. Marty's head rubbed continuously at the damp patch in the material of his briefs made by his own precum and the additional saliva.
Both boys were panting heavily. Milton thrust harder forward, his rigid dick more often then not punching into Marty's arsehole, not entering fully but certainly losing the head inside. He masturbated Marty at a faster pace, the saliva drying out as his grip on the teen's shaft got tighter. Marty's cock head still rubbed against the material of his briefs.
Marty McFly, who at one point was in 1985 and now appeared to be back in 1955 had his Uncle's cock - a fantasy he'd had for many years - pounding his ass. It wasn't the huge erection he had dreamt of previously but something about it being 13 years old, fresh and untainted aroused him more. He forced himself back as he was being serviced inviting Milton to push further into him.
Milton pushed forward sliding the full length of his 4 inches inside Marty. The grip from Marty's hole pulled back Milton's foreskin. His balls hit Marty's cheeks even though they were still hidden in his pyjamas. This tipped Milton over the edge. He thrust forcefully forward and his orgasm built up. He stopped wanking on the dick in his hand but squeezed tighter as he concentrated. Milton shot forth, feeling jets of young cum release from his tightening balls into Marty's arse. Marty could feel the juices pump out along Milton's short shaft and his balls pulsate.
Milton collapsed against him but remained inside. He pushed forward as far as he could and remained still. Milton returned to tugging on Marty's rock hard cock, gripping it tightly lifting and dropping to the lip of the growing head. Marty let out a gasp as he came. His thick cum shooting forth but being displaced by his briefs which were still tight against his cock head. The continuous amount of semen pouring out was wanked back down along Marty's cock causing a sticky wet mess in Milton's hand. Milton could feel Marty's cum travel up through the older boy's shaft pulsing as it went. Milton used the torrent of cum to massage Marty's cock head causing him to twitch to tje heightened sensitivity.
The boys finally collapsed, Milton's hand now still but gripped on Marty's cum covered dick and his own stiffness inside the teen.
Milton then pulled his hand away, wiping the cum on the outside of Marty's purple Calvin's and his belly, soaking the thin line of hair. He plopped out of Marty's butt as a small dribble of his own clear, watery cum seeped out, briefly strung out attached to his exposed pink cock head.
He lifted the back of Marty's briefs back up over his buttocks and pushed his own dick through the gap in his pyjamas. Giving Marty a kiss on the back of the neck, he left the room without a word.
Marty McFly later joined the Baines family for their eveing meal. Across the table sat Milton and it was the first time Marty had looked at the 13 year old boy properly. His future Uncle was cute, his blond/red hair now brushed, his freckles highlighted by the rosey cheeks.
The family was watching a Honeymooners episode from 1955 as they ate.
"Hey, hey, I've seen this one. I've seen this one. This is a classic. This is, uh, where Ralph dresses up as a man from space." recalled Marty.
Milton said in a high pitched confused voice "What do you mean, you've seen this? It's brand new."
Marty realising his foreahadowing said "Yeah, well, I saw it on a..... rerun."
Milton asked "What's a rerun?"
Marty answered "You'll find out." and they knew it meant something else to them both as they smiled at each other.
To Be Continued.....