Chapter 9

Mike felt like he was being shaken and he just lay there, murmuring in his sleep.

“Come on Mike, wake up, hurry.”

“Uh, what?”Mike shook his head, feeling the sudden urgency in Kerry’s voice. “What is it Kerry?” he asked, and then he heard for himself. Voices in the bush, coming closer, brushes being pushed back as the strangers were approaching.

He looked up and noticed that it had to be late morning at best. The sun was high up in the sky, beaming down on him and Kerry, buck naked besides the dead fire.

The noise was still a distance off, but Mike didn’t seem to care. Kerry was twitching, looking to Mike for guidance, and Mike merely grabbed him closer, and then just smiled.

“It’s Okay Kerry, it’s only Trey and Brett.”

“What if it isn’t though?”

“It is, no one else knows about this place, that would be coming here, so settle down, let’s just relax and enjoy the sun, come on, stretch back out and let the sun do its thing.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah, I am sure, I can tell their two lead feet anywhere, so don’t sweat it, okay?”

“All right.”

Kerry lay back down, curling back into Mike’s strong body, taking confidence from just being next to this dream man. He closed his eyes, letting the warmth of the sun creep through his entire body, slowly taking away his anxiety.

Mike lay there, basking in the sunlight. Letting the heat soak through his entire body. His brain kept listening to the oncoming sounds, as it thought ahead. Maybe he should get dressed, maybe it would be safer not to let Trey and Brett see him and Kerry this way. He

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smiled though, thinking how different this felt than when he had been with Trey and Brett last.

He had been having sex with Trey off an on for a long time now, but that was all it ever was, just youthful sex, never anything more intense, never anything like what he had experienced with Kerry in the last few days.

Trey was an okay sex partner, but while they had been friends for a long time, Mike didn’t really know him. Sure they joked around, but when he talked about things like sex, wellTrey was more of a crude jerk. Come to think of it, when he talked to him about bringing Kerry into their circle, Trey was fucking bitchy about it. Maybe he had misjudged Trey, maybe there was more to him than just a nice dick and a good tight ass. Just what he needed now, starting a relationship with a jealous friend hanging about?

Kerry still had that nagging anxiety lurking in the back of his mind. He felt safe though, resting in Mike’s arms, letting the sun cloak him a shield of heat.

He chalked it up to being nervous. There was no way for him to gauge how the others would react to his being so tight with Mike. Kerry knew he should have talked about this, but after last night, he just wanted to be with Mike, and to enjoy his newfound security.

For the first time, in a long time, Kerry felt like he actually belonged somewhere. Sure, his folks had a nice home, but they were never around much. It seemed like he just had been floating through his earlier life. Now, for some reason, he felt like there was a purpose for him, and that was to make Mike happy. Funny, he always thought love was having someone care for you, but now he realized, it was much more than that, more than a good blow job, or a good fuck, it was caring about the other person more than caring about your own needs.

He lay there, drifting between sleep and half sleep. Only occasionally did he even hear the approaching trampling feet crashing through the bush, heading towards him and Mike.

The noise was almost on top of the two sun bathing beauties. Mike was semi awake, waiting for Trey and Brett to break through and stumble into the campsite. Kerry was enjoying his dreams, coming close to wakening a few times, but then always wiggling in closer to Mike’s body.

It was a strange sight that greeted the new visitors, as they broke out of the bush. Before them lay a fully set up campsite, and two naked hot boys, laying in the sun, their arms wrapped around each other.

“HEY WAKE UP YOU TWO PERVERTS!” a voice shouted at them.

“FUCK YOU,” Mike replied, sitting up and twisting around to look at a grinning Trey and out of breath Brett.

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Kerryjumped at the shout, and twisted around himself, to see Mike grinning and yelling back. Well, so much for being paranoid, he thought. It was Trey and Brett and they had brought a similar load with them as he and Mike had.

‘Hey, get your gear stowed and toss us a couple of beers,” Mike ordered the newcomers.

Trey stood close by, and he grinned as Brett scurried to obey the command of his leader, or so it seemed to Kerry. Funny the way people seemed to expect Mike to give the orders.

“Looks like you two have been having a good time,” Trey commented as he brought over a couple of still very cold beers.”Well, that does indeed look like fun,” he said as he sat down, his eyes glued to Kerry’s half hard penis.

“Like that do you?”

“Yeah it’s pretty nice, bet it tastes good too, but you’d know all about that wouldn’t you Mike,” Trey said, a wicked grin on his face, his eyes still glued to Kerry’s crotch.

Kerry was trying not to look at Mike or Trey. His face he knew had to be red as hell as they discussed his dick in front of him. He was embarrassed and confused. What if Trey wanted to have him, would Mike refuse, should he refuse, should he give in? Kerry looked up, into Mike’s face and was stunned by the way Mike was looking. Trey licked his lips after his words, still gazing longingly at the not fully erect penis sticking up from Kerry’s crotch.

Brett walked up to the threesome, his eyes flickering back and forth from Trey to Mike to Kerry back to Mike back to Trey. He sensed something, and kept his distance.

Mike’s voice had a flat edge to it as he answered Trey.

“You’ll never know just how good it is.”

Trey’s head flicked back. His eyes searched out Mike’s and his grin faded from his face.

“Uh, well, uh, yeah I know, I mean, uh, sure Mike.”

“Sure?”

“Yes, sure, no problem Mike.”

Kerry watched Mike’s face. He shrunk back from the strong arms around him. Yet they didn’t feel like Mike’s arm, instead they felt like a cold steel bar, holding him tight as the conversation flowed.

He looked into those eyes, and it was like a fire was burning inside. The eyes smoldered, a clear glare of danger seemed to dance from them.

Kerry was scared by the startling change in Mike. He saw anger, a real temper ready to let loose at a second’s notice. He shivered as he heard the veiled threat in Mike’s voice and he could feel the fear in Trey.

Mike’s face was set hard as he glared over to Trey. It was like he was sending a telepathic message that was clear for everyone to see.

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Trey was shrinking back, a growing distance between his body and Mike’s.

“You got the brew’s Brett?” Mike asked, his eyes still locked on Trey’s, as if daring him to make a move.

Brett almost fell over by the cold comment. He had been around only for a short time, and never had he seen Mike act so forceful and intimidating.

“Uh, Yeah, here” he said as he passed over two bottles to Mike. Not even daring to pass one to Kerry in case Mike it took it wrong.

“Thanks,” he said as he opened one and passed it to Kerry. His arm still around Kerry, holding him close. He took a deep swallow of the beer and then looked at Kerry.

“Come on, let’s head down to the river, grab a blanket with you,” and he rose up, standing tall, his body muscles tight, and his face set hard. “You guys get some more wood for the fire, and stow your gear. We’ll be back in a couple of hours for some food, so you better start the fire too, ‘kay Trey?”

“Yeah, sure thing Mike, don’t worry we’ll look after it.”

“Good, come on Kerry,” Mike reached down with his hand, to pull Kerry up and as he did his arm encircled his waist, bringing him close into his body and together, they headed off down the knoll towards the river. Their bodies close together, Mike’s arm holding Kerry tightly, his stride strong and purposeful.

As the campsite disappeared from view, Mike seemed to relax some. He let out a long sigh as the rounded the turn and started off down the same path that Kerry had taken in his wild flight last night.

Mike didn’t say a word as they walked along the water’s edge. His stride now less forceful, his body slowly relaxing, as the sun glared off the blue of the river.

Kerry was content to just walk. He could feel the tension draining from Mike’s body as they walked onwards, the hot sand on their bare feet, the glaring sun warming their young naked bodies.

He snuggled in closer to Mike, as his mind realized that he had just been declared more than just a romp. It had stunned him, but it sure had paralyzed the others.

They were coming up the rock outcropping when Mike stopped and looked around.

“Let’s sit over here Kerry, okay?”

“Huh? Oh yeah, sure.”

Kerry lay the blanket down on the sand, against a small tree, and they sat down, looking out at the water. Mike tossing small rocks into the blue water, sending small ripples outwards.

They sat quietly for a time, Kerry resting his head against Mike’s chest, his arms around the solid naked frame. His thoughts were

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confined to just enjoying being next to Mike. Mike sat there, occasionally tossing a stone at the water.

Finally he looked over and slightly down at Kerry, who looked up in those dark brooding eyes. He smiled at Mike who answered his smile with one of his own. It changed his face, made him look so vulnerable so desirable.

Mike reached down, one hand grabbing Kerry’s long blond hair, tilting his face upwards to his, with their eyes now closed he leaned down, his lips slightly parted, his tongue just on his lips edge, as he moved in close to Kerry, and their lips touched, in a gently loving kiss, their noses touching on either side, their breathing suspended, as the lips touched harder now.

It was a kiss that Kerry had never felt before. His whole body seemed to quake under its effect. There was no mistaking the gentleness and the love that the brief light touch of Mike’s lips left him felling. His whole body seemed to sigh as Mike moved back, and Kerry could feel Mike’s eyes looking at him.

“You ever have a boyfriend Kerry?”

Kerry was taken aback by the sudden question, and the soft voice.

“No, you are my first, uh, that is if you want to be.”

“I do Kerry, more than you can realize, but are you sure?”

“Oh Yes Mike, more than anything, it is what I want.”

“Kerry there is so much to tell you…”

“I don’t need any explanations Mike. You don’t know how happy you make me feel.”

“No, Kerry you need to know.”

Kerry was sitting up now, his blue eyes staring into Mikes’ dark eyes, he could see they were clouding over as he spoke.

“Mike, all I need is you, honest, you don’t have to explain.”

“Explain? Yeah, I suppose it does sound like that, but Kerry there is this, well, this isn’t easy for me.”

Mike broke off his gaze at Kerry, the young naked body was too much for him, and he had to get this out now while he had the courage.

“Okay, but there isn’t anything you can say that will change the way I feel about you, you have to believe me Mike.”

Mike looked at Kerry, those blue eyes looking across at him, as if trying to plead with his own soul. He knew Kerry was telling the truth, and he also knew he had to get this out now. He turned his face away from the waiting, now solemn, face of Kerry. Summoning his own will, closing his eyes, Mike began.

This was the hardest thing he had ever done, he was nervous and scared. What if Kerry wouldn’t see it this way, what if he decided it just wasn’t worth it. He knew he couldn’t not talk to him about this, but he had so much to lose. Mike had never felt this way before about anyone

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else, except his younger brothers, and to be this close and maybe lose it all, was unbearable.

Kerry sensed that this was a turning point. He reached up, and put his arm around Mike, not saying a word, and then he lay his head on Mike’s shoulder, looking up into his dark eyes, waiting, but also signaling that he was here, not going anywhere, and he could feel Mike’s body gather itself, feel his own strength flowing through every pore into Mike’s body, as if he was soaking up all the strength possible.

Kerry’s move to sit next to him, the sudden touch of his arm around his neck, and the way Kerry just seemed to lean into him made Mike quiver slightly. His apprehensions were there, but no longer controlling his every thought. A glimmer of hope shone through and somehow he knew this was going to work out, and he began to talk softly, his voice quiet in the evening air.

“I’ve never wanted much, other than to be 18 and out of this fucking town Kerry, I never wanted to live here, or stay here, and I hate the way things are here. The way people are such phonies and everyone has to be this ideal way. I mean, hell, until I got my chance to play football, people used to think of us as nothing more than white trash, they way they used to talk down to us, or stare at us when either I or my brother’s would go to the store.

“Home wasn’t much better, the way the old man talked to us kids, the way he blamed everyone for not being able to live better or have better things, but funny how he always was able to find a bottle somewhere. My brothers may only have had one pair of pants or underwear, but he always had his bottles. It wasn’t until football came around, Kerry, that I was able to at least have more.

“You don’t know what it is like, living as a town’s symbol when before you were the one they whispered about, or when you went to church, how everyone would smile and then talk about you behind your back. I hated it, and vowed never to give them an excuse to ridicule me like they did my mom or dad.”

“Mike, please, it isn’t necessary, and I know about being talked about, you know that, so…”

“Kerry please, I gotta say this, I know people have talked about you, called you sissy boy, pansy, and worse, but you at least had a decent place to live, you know that you can always get away, and even when they talked about you they didn’t curse out your dad or make sluttish remarks about your mom, so it isn’t the same, is it?”

“I guess not.”

“No, it isn’t and now here I am, the town’s star, the guy who is going to put the town on the map at college and in the pro’s and you know something funny, I like football but that isn’t what I want to do. If I could be a big star, great, but you know what would be even better?

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Being a star but not having to let people know I came from here, that

would be terrific, but it won’t happen, and now you come along.”

“Mike, I…”

“Don’t Kerry, that isn’t bad, I am glad you came along, it is just that now things are complicated. You don’t know how complicated. What you and I have done, no one has ever done. Sure I used to let Trey suck me off, and once or twice I rammed his ass, same with Brett, but no one ever did what you have done, no one ever fucked my ass, no one ever had their dick in my mouth, don’t you see? No one, until you.”

Kerry could feel the tension in Mike and he just gripped his arm tighter, he kissed him lightly on the shoulder, letting him know, in his own way, that he understood. Mike’s chest heaved as he felt the warmth of Kerry’s lips brush his shoulder. This was hard, and he had never told anyone any of these things, but with Kerry it seemed right.

“Mike, I never realized.”

“Yeah I know, no one ever does, do they, besides all they ever see is the outside, they have no idea what goes on inside.”

“Yeah, but we have each other now.”

“I know, and that is great and yet it makes it even harder, don’t you see, if anyone finds out, all that I have worked for is ruined.”

“But I won’t tell anyone, you know you can trust me.”

“It isn’t you I am worried about, it’s me, don’t you see how you affect me? I mean like back there, with Trey.”

“What? How can he hurt you, he’d only cut his own throat if he said anything, same for Brett.”

“Yeah but what happens if it isn’t a Trey or Brett? What if it’s Billy or someone else?”

Silence fell between them, as each contemplated the unimaginable. Mike was right, how would anyone else react if Mike all of a sudden started to cover for him? Kerry shivered as he thought about it, and he knew the answer.

“Then don’t.”

“Don’t? Are you serious, do you think I could do that?”

“It would be hard, but you have to, there isn’t any other way is there Mike?”

“No, but I don’t want it to be that way.”

“It has to be.”

“Yeah, I suppose.”

Mike couldn’t believe it. The way Kerry had just given him a way out, a way to keep his secret, and yet he didn’t feel right about it, and that was only the tip of the iceberg. There was so much more, but at least that part was out in the open.

He knew he couldn’t and wouldn’t follow it, and all he could do was to hope that no one would test it, or push it, but then he only had

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to worry about it for a few months, until college started.

Mike leaned across, and with one hand firmly on Kerry’s cock; he pulled his young naked body over to him, and kissed him hard on the lips.

The kiss was like nothing that Kerry had experienced yet; it was so intense and yet so soft at the same time. Kerry could feel his cock jump fully erect as Mike’s hand gently played with his pubic hairs. His breathing had become quick and labored as a shock wave of electricity ran rampant through his naked body.

Mike felt an intense love for this blond haired beauty next to him. He couldn’t believe that someone could feel so much for him, that he would take abuse and ridicule to protect him. He kissed him hard, feeling the large penis under his hand come fully erect and he knew his own penis was just as hard and erect.

Mike felt the passion in his groin, the need to be loved, and he moaned slightly as Kerry’s heart pounded against his chest. He could feel each beat in his own body, and it was like the two hearts were sending each other messages, messages of desire and need and love.

Kerry struggled under Mike’s kiss and suddenly he had to move, he couldn’t lay there anymore, and he rose up, pushing Mike onto his side, and then he positioned himself onto Mike’s body, taking the upper position. His breathing was heavy and hard as he started to kiss Mike’s face, licking around his ear, sending spasms of joy through Mike’s body.

Kerry’s hands were now searching Mike’s body, gently playing with the small wiry dark hairs they found around his chest. His ears pounded, like in a echo chamber. He moved down now, his mouth kissing Mike’s cheeks, then his lips once again, his tongue darting quickly inside, then back down under Mike’s chin, licking the hollow of his long neck, feeling Mike quiver under his assault.

Kerry’s mouth moved down, licking the neck, tasting Mike’s body as his hands found the solid pink nipples, fully erect already. His fingers gently played around them, tracing a circle around the hard pink flesh, gently rubbing them, and each touch of his hands was sending Mike into a long continuous spasm.

Mike’s was lost in a swirling fog of colors. Blues and Greens swirled around his eyes, his ears echoed to the reverberating sounds of his and Kerry’s names. His body shook with each touch, his hard cock waving in the air, eager to become the center of attention, his ass cheeks clenching and unclenching as they too waited for their turn. His whole body quivered with excitement.

Kerry was slowly losing his ability to concentrate, his whole body was starting to sweat in the late evening sun, as it cast its last brilliant rays across their two naked entwined bodies. His hands moved down the washboard stomach of Mike, gently caressing the soft white-hot

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flesh beneath. He could feel each movement of his hands sending tremors of pleasure through Mike and in turn, that feeling made him only more anxious to please this beauty beneath him.

With each moan from Mike’s mouth he could hear Kerry’s name bounce around his lips, with each spasm of joy that passed through his body he heard the lilting chant of Kerry’s name. His whole being was now lost to the moment, as his body began to shake and quiver constantly as Kerry’s hands moved down towards his aching penis, the long hard cock almost trying to reach back up along his stomach to meet the soft gentle hands of Kerry.

Kerry’s lips now lightly kissed the tender but firm nipples, and he could feel Mike’s body jump with each tender kiss, and he could hear his name now, with each soft touch of his mouth on Mike’s body. He sighed with each spasm, softly hearing Mike’s name float around as his hands moved downwards, gently touching the dark pubic hairs, his fingers stretching outwards, reaching for the hot man flesh that waited impatiently for him. His whole body trembled as the fingers slowly stretched outwards, reaching for the hot flesh.

He could feel Kerry’s fingers stretching down, he could feel the soft warm fingers gently touch his cock base, he could feel Kerry’s hot breath on his stomach as a hot wet tongue gently caressed his flat hard stomach, circling around his belly button. His own name bounced loudly in his ears, and he opened his eyes, to gaze down at the tall blond working on his own full body.

His whole body trembled, as his eyes took in the sight. He could see the back of Kerry’s long blond hair flowing around his head, laying across his own body, as the head was slowly moving down to his crotch and his hard throbbing cock. He licked his lips and rolled his eyes upwards, and he jumped as into his vision appeared another’s face.

Suddenly his whole world collapsed as he stared up into a soft face, swollen and tear stained, bruised around the eyes, dark hair falling across the battered face.

He jumped up, sending Kerry rolling off to the side, and twisted his body as he looked in the deep hurt brown eyes. He saw the trembling body shaking, the pain in the eyes, the mouth open wide in conflicting emotions, but above all else, he saw the deep pain in the wide dark brown eyes, the body merely mirroring the pain within.

“Kenny,” he said in a startled voice.

“Kenny! Come back here!” Mike was on his feet now, searching the darkened beach for his younger brother. He heard some rustling and saw two shadowy figures come into the moonlight.

“Did you two see Kenny go by?”

“No he didn’t come past us, Shit Mike, he didn’t, well he didn’t did he?” Trey said

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“Yeah he did, I think, I don’t know… Kerry, did you see which way he took off ?”

“Yeah, I think I heard something go running that way, into the trees.”

“Fuck, Okay.

“Brett, go back to the campsite, get me some flashlights and bring some clothes for me and Kerry, and fucking hurry.

“Trey, you got a light?, yeah okay you head off down that way, see if maybe he comes out to the beach, I’ll search this way as soon as Brett comes back with the flashlights and some clothes.

“FUCK this sucks.

“Why didn’t you warn us, damn it Trey.”

“Hell I was yelling my fuckin head off.”

“You were?, Well I sure didn’t hear you, did you Kerry?”

“Uh, no.”

“Shit, don’t spazz out on me, it isn’t my fucking fault.”

“Hey look guys, lets not fight about this, let’s just find Kenny, okay Mike?”

“Yeah, I suppose, shit I knew it was going too good.”

Mike was pacing like a wild animal. He strode up and down the sandy beach, cursing with every second step. He was beside himself worrying about Kenny and Kerry could only stand there, watching.

How the fuck did he get into this mess, he thought. Now what was he going to do? If Kenny came out here, that in itself had to be serious, and now he found out about his secret, man, he had to find him, and fast. Where the fuck was Brett? Kerry watched, silent as Mike strutted up and down the sandy beach, waiting for Brett to get back with the lights and clothes. He tried to comfort Mike, but only got shrugged off.

He decided that silence was the best way to go right now. He had never seen Mike this way, he was angry and yet worried, and he didn’t think it was about Kenny seeing him with another guy that had him so worried.

“Where the fuck is he? He should have been back by now,” Mike snapped.

“Want me to run ahead and see?” Kerry offered.

“Yeah, No, better stay here, he’s a faster runner than you anyway, damn it Kerry, did you see his face? Shit, I gotta find him man.”

“We will Mike, he’s probably not far from here, just scared, he’ll be alright”

“Yeah sure, you didn’t see his face, those eyes, man where is Brett?

“BRETT WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU!” he yelled out into the darkness.

“Come on Mike, take it easy, he will be here soon, and we’ll find Kenny.”

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“Yeah, right, FUCK IT…” I should just go look for him, this way, damn it, you didn’t see his eyes Kerry, and I gotta go…”

Kerry put his hand on Mike’s shoulder, to try and hold him back when out of the corner of his eye he saw a light bobbing along the trail.

“Hey, there’s Brett, he’s almost here.”

“Yeah, yeah, okay.”

“We’ll find him Mike.”

“I know, it is just, well you don’t understand, things are different at our place, he’s got no one but me Kerry, and now, now he thinks he doesn’t even have that. SHIT… COME ON BRETT MOVE IT!”

Brett finally staggered up to the two naked boys. He tossed the clothes down, going down to his knees, his breathing coming in gasps, as he fought for air.

Mike quickly searched the pile for pants and boots and was already tugging on his boots before Kerry could get one leg in his own pants. Mike was dressed and checking out one of the flashlights by the time Kerry was half ready.

“You go back to the campsite with Brett Kerry, it will be better if he doesn’t see you right now, at least until I can explain things to him, okay?”

“Yeah, sure Mike, look, I want to help, I’ll do whatever you say, but remember, I, well, you know, right?”

“Yeah, I know, but right now I have to find Kenny, you understand that don’t you?”

‘Sure Mike, I’ll go back to the campsite, why doesn’t Brett go with you, I can manage alone for awhile.”

‘Sure?”

“Yeah, besides, two are better than one, right?”

“Yeah Okay Kerry, you head off to the campsite, Brett you come with me, stick in sight of me, and if you see him, you let me know, got it?”

“Sure Mike,” Brett replied.

Mike and Brett headed off into the trees, Mike calling Kenny’s name every other second. He watched them trudge inland, seeing their lights waver as they walked, until they were dim ghosts in the night.

He shivered slightly and then turned heading back towards the campsite. His heart was heavy with dread, not for himself but for Mike. He wondered what Mike had meant when he said that his family was different?

Every now and then he could hear someone calling for Kenny as he trudged up the hill toward the campsite. As he got up the small rise in the ground, he noticed that he needed to stoke up the fire. His heart was heavy and he wished that Mike would find Kenny soon.

He started to get the fire up when he heard some rustling noises by

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the tent. He looked up to see a dark shape duck behind the tent. “Who’s there?” “Come on out, I know you’re there.” There was silence, and then finally, after Kerry made another

demand for the hidden person to emerge, he stepped out of the shadows of tent.

A slight figure stood there, his head buried in his chest, and Kerry could see the way he was shaking that he was crying. He knew it was Kenny.

“Everyone’s out looking for you, you okay?”
“You aren’t.”
“I was told to wait here, in case you came back here.”
“Sure.”
“Yeah, I was.”
“Whatever.”
“Believe what you want.”
“I will.”
Kerry kept busy, getting the fire roaring, then starting to get some

food cooking on the Coleman stove. He could feel that every movement he made, Kenny’s eyes were on him. He could feel the hatred pouring out of those deep brown eyes. What could he say? He didn’t know much about Mike or his family, and there was more to this than just getting caught in a difficult position. Kenny wasn’t going to talk to him, that was for sure, but he did at least move closer to the fire.

With some bacon sizzling, and wieners, he finally stopped to listen. He hoped to hear someone coming back and he thought he did, but wasn’t sure. Kenny was sitting near the log, the same log where he and Mike had been only a few hours earlier. Kerry smiled with that memory and then set about grabbing a beer. He thought about offering one to Kenny, but wasn’t sure if Mike would want that. He settled for offering him some cola, which he refused. He just glared at Kerry, as if trying to burn a hole through him.

“Hey you found him, great!” Trey said as he saw Kenny by the fire.
“Yeah, he was here all the time.”
“Well, guess I should go and find the other’s then.”
“NO, Let the faggot go and find them,” Kenny said.
“Huh? uh, well, Kerry?”
“Yeah, I’ll go, there’s some wieners made if you’re hungry.”
“Great, I’ll stay here then.”
“Sure, I won’t be long” he said as he grabbed a flashlight and

headed back out, to find Mike and Brett.

Kerry headed off back down what was now the well-traveled path of the beach. He was hurt, confused, and sad. Kenny was definitely hurting and there was no mistaking Mike’s love for his brother, and now

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that love was in conflict with his love for Kerry. Man, he thought he had it rough at home, now Mike was being put into a position of choosing, and Kerry had no doubt that Mike would choose Kenny, and really, he wouldn’t have it any other way, well, sort of.

There was no way that he could force the issue, and how do you tell someone you love that they have to give up their family for you? He loved Mike too much to do that, maybe he could just let Mike go, make it easier for him, it would be hard, damn hard, but he loved Mike so much, could he hurt him anymore?

He jerked upright as he heard his name being called and he saw two shadows coming towards him. He had been so lost in his thoughts that he hadn’t seen the two coming up the beach.

“Hey, Mike, Kenny’s up at the campsite, he’s okay,” Kerry yelled.

‘That’s great!”

“Brett, you go on ahead, I have to talk with Kerry and we’ll be along in a few minutes, and keep your mouth shut, got it?”

“Sure Mike, whatever you say.”

Brett quickly took off; looking back over his shoulder as he sprinted down the beach, back towards the campsite.

“We gotta talk Kerry.”

“I know Mike, but you don’t have to worry about me.”

“You don’t understand, well maybe you do, but I don’t want this to come between us Kerry.”

“Mike, I am not going to make it hard for you, you have to do what you have to.”

“Kerry, we are not going to end this, unless that is what you want to do, is it?”

“No, but he’s pretty upset, seeing us together isn’t going to help, now is it?”

“Maybe not now, but eventually he’s gonna have to deal with it, so it might as well be now rather than later.”

“But Mike, it will only make things harder for you, we can work around it for the time you have left in town, I mean you are heading off at the end of August, so why rock the boat now?”

“Because I am not going to spend the whole rest of the summer dodging not only the town gossips but my own brother, besides it’s time he grew up and faced things.”

“He’ll make it rough Mike, why put him and yourself through it? Honest, I don’t want to lose you, not with us only having this summer, but he’s your brother, and by the looks of it, he really needs you.”

“Yeah, we only have this summer, unless you change your mind about where you go to college.”

“What?”

“Come to Oregon with us, you got the grades, and with the 4 of us,

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we could get a really great place off campus, Kerry there doesn’t just have to be this summer.”

Kerry struggled with his thoughts. He had dreamed about going off with Mike, and now, despite being found out by Kenny, here was Mike asking him to come with him. His heart was pounding as he stared at Mike’s dark eyes, hidden in the night, but he could see the sparkle nonetheless.

“Look, I know this isn’t the right time, but I want you to think about it, okay? I’ve gotta deal with Kenny and all, but Kerry, I don’t want to lose you, and it’s time I started doing for me, and that means being with you, do you understand?”

“Mike, I never wanted anyone other than you, and yes I will think about it, but you, we, have to deal with this now, don’t we? I mean Kenny is your brother, and right now he hates my guts.”

“You leave Kenny to me, okay?”

“Yeah, but…”

“No, just leave it to me, I’ll handle that, but you and I are just as important, I need you Kerry, I have never really had anyone, that I needed before, but you have, I can’t explain it, but you are important to me, so trust me on this, okay?”

“Okay Mike, but I don’t want to come between you and your brother, I mean that is sure death for any type of relationship, you know that.”

“I know, but he’ll come around, trust me on this, right now isn’t a good time for him but I’ll work it out, just remember what I said, okay, I know it’s going to be rough for a bit, but we can work through it, you just have to trust me on this, okay?”

“Sure Mike, I trust you, but how are you going to make Kenny accept this?”

“You’ll see, just trust me.”

Mike reached across, to take Kerry’s hand. He looked deep into his blue eyes, as if to confirm everything that had been said, to implant it deep into Kerry’s soul.

Kerry felt like a great burden had lifted from him. His heart was no longer heavy and he closed his eyes, leaned forward and his lips touched Mike’s.

It was like a spark to a pile of dynamite. His whole body shook as their lips touched. The briefest touch and his heart was racing a mile a second, his breathing becoming quick and shallow, and his whole body felt alive and on fire, all from the briefest touch of his lips.

Mike’s whole body shook as Kerry’s lips touched his. It was an unbelievable feeling, the way his whole body responded to Kerry and he knew he needed one more reassurance.

Without hesitating, he dropped down to his knees, his hands

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around Kerry’s waist, and he quickly had the jeans open, the zipper down and he reached inside, a sense of urgency transmitted itself to Kerry.

Mike felt Kerry’s hands rest on his shoulder as he thrust his body more away from Mike’s face. Mike felt a warmth crawl through his body, from his shoulders down. Kerry was stunned by Mike’s sudden drop to his knees, then his brain registered at what was happening and he knew that he needed this now. He rested his hands on Mike’s broad shoulders, and thrust his hips backwards, as his pants opened to Mike’s hands.

Mike pushed one hand inside the now open jeans, and he found the hard bulge that was Kerry’s cock. He could feel a strong heat coming from the package and he knew that Kerry needed this as much as he did. His heart raced with the thought, and he could feel his breathing quicken. Kerry could feel a tremble in his legs, they started around his thighs as Mike’s hands moved inside his pants. It was so different than earlier, and his body was reacting, he didn’t know how long he could stand, his legs were feeling like rubber once more, and he leaned forward onto his hands, now firmly pushing on Mike’s shoulders.

With a quick move of his hand, he reached inside, grabbing the hot flesh of the throbbing penis. His hand wrapped around it, feeling its heat and it’s pulsing beat.

Like a man who had been in a desert for weeks, he pulled the hot dick out of the pants, and with one greedy swallow he had the whole long penis in his mouth.

He forced the huge cock deep into his throat, his hands now moving along the inner thighs, one hand reaching for and finding the full dangling balls, and as his fingers wrapped around the sac, his other hand reached down under, to push up along the cock root, searching for the pink hole at the other end.

Mike’s face moved inwards, his mouth firmly holding onto the hot flesh of the cock, his lips holding it tight, creating a vacuum seal over the throbbing dick. He pushed hard against Kerry’s crotch, digging his nose into the pubic hairs. He pulled back now, sending a jolt through all of Kerry’s body. He could feel the sudden tenseness inside Kerry, he could feel the balls in his hands swell even more and push upwards towards the cock shaft, and his finger found the tight pink hole that was Kerry’s asshole.

He moved his face forward again, and he was sucking on the huge cock with each push and with each pull, his face was getting red from the urgent motion of his mouth, ramming it forward, ramming Kerry’s hot cock deep into his own throat, and his finger pushed inwards with his last push down, forcing Kerry’s hips forward, sending the huge cock into Mike’s mouth even harder and faster than before and he could hear

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Kerry groaning now, could feel him breathing hard, could feel his heart beat rising, and he knew it was time, and he pushed down once more with every ounce of his strength, sending his mouth down, sucking hard on the throbbing cock inside, and as he did, he rammed his finger in deeper into Kerry’s asshole, making him cry out.

Kerry couldn’t believe it, one second he was walking and now he was being deep throated. His head swam with the sudden rise in his blood pressure, as every drop was racing towards his pulsing penis, now lodged deep in Mike’s hot mouth. He was sweating as he felt the hands rub him; squeeze his balls and then the sudden jolt as Mike’s finger entered his asshole.

He swooned with the last hard thrust of Mike’s finger into his asshole, he thrust his hips forward from the pressure of the finger, and his legs started to buckle as his heart was beating at mach speed, his brain was lost, he saw purple and blue dots before his eyes as his body trembled in one giant convulsion. His hard cock was rammed deep into Mike’s mouth. Kerry’s cock hit the back of Mike’s throat, and the touch of that velvety smoothness send a huge wave of electricity running up the throbbing penis, through his balls and up his whole body, his arms fluttered and his legs wobbled and he knew he was cumming.

He let out a yell as his balls bounced up against Mike’s lips, and he felt his cock shudder inside the boiling hot mouth. He started to fall down, his arms barely holding him up, as his cock jerked and thrashed inside and started to flood Mike’s eager mouth with his man juice.

He groaned loudly as his body pumped load after load of sweet cream into Mike’s willing throat, eagerly swallowing it, as if with each swallow it was signaling for more of the hot milk.

The last shudder passed through his body, and Mike could tell that this last fresh load was all for the moment. He swallowed a little then rose up quickly, holding tight onto Kerry, who was sagging at the knees and seemed ready to pass out.

The hot cock, still soaked in its own milk was still moving from side to side as Mike pulled Kerry closer to him, grinding the recently sucked penis into his own hard body, and he reached up to Kerry’s face and with one hand holding his long blond hair, he planted his lips firmly on Kerry’s, waiting for Kerry to open his mouth.

The second Kerry opened his lips to meet Mike’s tongue he tasted a salty sweet taste, and knew that Mike had saved some of his own cum and was now giving it back to him. He groaned loudly as he licked at the cum and tasted himself. He felt Mike grab his ass now, and push him closer to his body and he passed more of the sweet cum over, his tongue now licking inside Kerry’s mouth, tasting the cum and tasting Kerry.

Mike could feel Kerry slowly regain control over his limbs and he

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started to release his tight hold on the young body. He smiled into Kerry’s now open blue eyes, and was rewarded by a great big hug, and then the two broke apart, holding each other still, but looking into each other’s eyes. Kerry couldn’t believe it. He had never felt so drained and as his energy slowly returned to his body, he opened his eyes to see Mike smiling at him. A deep feeling of warmth ran through his entire body, and he knew that he was sparkling. He had been loved even in the midst of a major catastrophe. There was nothing he wouldn’t do for Mike.

“Guess we better get back.”

“I suppose, but I wish we didn’t have to.”

“Yeah, well if you don’t pull your pants up, we are gonna have a really tough time getting back anytime this month.”

“Okay, okay, but you are the one who made them fall.”

He was laughing now, and together they walked back to the campsite and to their problem, Kenny.

They took their time walking back. Hand in hand they strolled back along the river’s bank, watching the stars shine in the blue night sky and seeing the eerie glow of the moon reflected in the calm waters besides them. They heard the wind rustling through the trees, whispering its secret to all who would listen. Every few feet, they stopped and kissed. Nothing deep or penetrating, at least not physically, but each kiss, each touch seemed to mean so much more, specially as they got closer to the campsite.

They could see the fire dancing in the night ahead, and without comment, their hands no longer clasped each other’s, and the silence was no longer filled with their thoughts of each other’s love. Slowly they walked up the rise, towards the fire and their problem.

As the campsite came into view they could hear laughter and as they came up they saw Trey and Brett leaning on the log, cans of beer in their hands, next to them, standing up was Kenny, his back towards them, his dark hair hanging down to his shoulder, waving a can of beer and laughing like a hyena. Mike stopped dead in his tracks, almost making Kerry fall. His mouth was open, as Kerry turned his attention to the scene in front. All three, Trey, Brett, and Kenny were bare ass naked.

“What the fuck is going on here?”

He yelled, his face set into a deep hue of red. His whole body was trembling as he awaited an answer.

Brett fell back off the log; his beer went flying as Mike’s voiced boomed out into the night.

Trey stopped in mid laugh, his face fell and it looked like would

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have wet his pants if he had any on.

“Hey there big brother, how’s it hanging,” Kenny said, turning to Mike. He was definitely pissed and he staggered as he started to walk towards Mike.

“Oops, guess I know how it’s hanging, right there Mr. Kerry, you know how he hangs don’t you?” he laughed as he staggered forward, tapping Kerry on his shoulder

“Knock it off Kenny,” Mike growled

“Knock it off ? Why shouldn’t I get in on the fun too, hey I could use a blowjob, come on faggot, how about it, want to suck me off too? Keep it in the family so to speak.”

He was looking at Kerry, and he tried to push Kerry to his knees, but Kerry was able to back away.

Mike pushed Kenny away, and glared at him. His heart was pounding and everyone watched in silence as Kenny stood toe to toe with Mike.

“Hey come on bro, what’s wrong can’t you share?” he said, laughing and trying to walk around Mike to get to Kerry.

“That is enough of this shit Kenny, so help me, either you knock it off, or else.”

“Or else what? You gonna suck me off instead?”

Mike swung his right fist, hitting Kenny square in the jaw. Kenny went backwards a few steps, and then fell on to his ass. His beer had gone flying and he sat there, his hands on either side of him. He looked up at Mike, his eyes blazing for only a second, and then he lowered his head into his hands and started to cry.

“Kerry, take those two other asshole out of here, before I kick their fucking butts, I’ll deal with him,” he ordered, as he pointed towards Kenny.

“Sure Mike, come on guys,” he said as he found their pants and tossed them over to Trey and Brett.

“Mike it isn’t our fault,” Trey started to say.

“FUCK OFF TREY, I don’t give a shit whose fault it is, now clear out of here with Kerry, and do what he says or so help me I’ll pound the shit out of you.”

Trey backed away in a hurry. Brett was crawling away on his hands and knees, as he had a full view of Mike’s face. The picture terrified him. Kerry turned towards Mike, looking at his shoulders shake. He could actually see the anger in his body, the way it shook him and the way it was being tightly held in check by an amazing amount of inner strength.

“I’ll take care of these two Mike, you going to be all right?” he asked, softly.

“Yeah, just give us some time okay? And get them sober,” he

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replied, his voice tight and clipped.

Kerry walked away, following the others. He kept turning back, to watch Mike, who simply stood there, his shoulders gradually squaring off, the shaking slowly subsiding. Kerry could see Kenny’s figure, by the fire. He was sprawled out, drinking from a can. As they headed down the beach, his last view of Mike was of him starting to sit down, next to Kenny.

“What the fuck were you guys doing?” Kerry asked as they walked off, down the beach.

“You guys nuts or what?”

“Hey don’t start in on us. It was his own damn fault, we just went along,” Trey answered sullenly. He kicked at a stone as he stomped away to sit by another log. He kept looking back at the campsite.

“His own fault? Shit, I left him with you and he was okay, what happened?”

“Fine? man he wasn’t fine, you know that, he was banged up for starter’s, and then he wasn’t exactly happy about catching you and his brother doing it on the beach.”

“Yeah, but he wasn’t acting like a complete asshole, and just how much did he drink?”

“It wasn’t how much he drank as how much he fucking snorted, and when Mike finds that out, I am running for cover.”

“Snorted? Yeah, right as if, look Trey, you better come clean, what the fuck went on up there?”

“Me come clean? Yeah and who made you the king, or should I say QUEEN, of the group? Hmm?

“You think just ‘cause you come in with us, and manage to capture Mike’s eye that you are second in line? Forget it shithead, he’ll dump you in a New York second if something tastier comes along.”

“FUCK OFF TREY!”

“Big man, aren’t you when you got Mike behind you, but when you don’t, well we’ll see.”

“What is your god damn problem? You want to fight? I don’t need Mike to hold my own with the likes of you.”

“Hey, come on guys, cool it, fighting between us isn’t going to make it any easier, we got problems in case you all don’t know it, we are all going to be in supreme shit if Kenny talks, and it won’t matter who is behind who then.”

Brett’s words hit home hard. Both Trey and Kerry started looking back up the beach, towards the camp, then out to the water.

The three sat there, waiting. Each was lost in their own thoughts, each thinking over the words that Brett had spoken.

What would happen if Kenny did go back to town and talk? Would Mike allow it? How could he stop it? Kerry was worried; he hadn’t made

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any plans yet for college, and most likely would still be around town. The others were all going off, together and how would that look after Kenny talked?

“I’m scared,” Brett said, out of the blue. He just sat there, shaking now, as the significance of the conflict seemed to become even clearer to him.

“Yeah? Well, I guess I ain’t exactly looking forward to going back to town for the next few months. My old man will kill me, that’s for sure.”

Kerry looked over to Trey and Brett, and for the first time he really saw them. They were no different than him.

“My parents will most likely lock me in my room until it is time to leave for college.”

“Do you think Mike can keep Kenny quiet?”

“If anyone can, he can. I don’t know though, you saw how he was at the camp, the way he talked.”

“What did he say Trey?”

Trey looked over to Brett, then back to Kerry. His eyes seemed to roll back into his head as he leaned back. He shivered a little, the wind cooling the air, and they only had their pants on. The rest of their clothes were still back at the camp.

He stood up and looked at the campsite. There was something he was weighing in his mind and he turned back to stare at Kerry. There wasn’t hate or anger in his face anymore, but there was fear.

Trey stared hard at Kerry. He looked at him, wondering if he should tell him. Maybe if Kerry knew what Kenny was talking about it, he could get Mike to smooth it all over. He shifted his gaze to Brett who seemed to shake his head, as if saying, yes tell him.

“Well, okay, I suppose I should tell you. Do you know much about Mike’s family?”

“Uh, no, not really other than his Dad is some mechanic around town, that’s about it.”

“Well, yeah I guess you could say that. Actually Mike’s older brother, Chris was the mechanic. He was a natural and did most of the work. He taught Mike how to do it, all that Mike knows about cars and engines, he learnt from Chris. Ever since he took off, well Mike’s old man enjoyed the booze before, but well, more so since then. Hell if it wasn’t for the coach and some of the other team supporters, I figure Mike would either be dead now or in jail for killing his old man.”

“What’s that got to do with tonight?”

“Well, Mike is the protected one, the school star, you know how this fucking town works, how important the team is, don’t you?”

“Yeah, so?”

“Man, think about it, will you, Mike is safe, as long as he produces,

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and that means his old man can’t touch him. That doesn’t hold for Kenny.”

“Shit, you mean just because Mike is a great quarterback, the town won’t let his old man touch him, but they don’t care about Kenny?”

“Yeah, except last year, Mike sort of forced a change in that. He won’t tell anyone how, but he got the coach to get the others to talk to his old man, and get him to lay off of beating on Kenny, and until now, it seemed to work out okay.”

“Until now?”

“Yeah, Kenny said his old man was pretty juiced, and wanted to know where Mike was. Kenny said he told him camping, and the old man threw a bottle at him and then pounded on him for a bit. Kenny said he fought back and finally managed to get out of the house. He came up here looking for Mike.”

“So, that explains his face, but why did he get so wild and doped up in such a short time?”

Brett moved over, sitting down next to Trey, his head resting on Trey’s legs. Trey moved his hand down, and gently ran it through Brett’s hair. He smiled at Brett then looked over to Kerry. He looked to see if he should continue, and decided that he might as well.

“Yeah, that explains his face, and it explains the bruises on his stomach and around his legs. Thing is Kerry, at first all he wanted to know was if you were a one nighter or more, as if he all ready knew about Mike’s other life.”

“What? You sure?”

“Yeah, I am sure. He hardly mentioned it again. Instead he went off talking about how his old man beat him, but he taught him. He showed him and then he stripped, just like that, one second he was telling me about the fight, the next he was throwing his clothes off.”

“Just like that?”

“Yeah, it was real freaky and then Brett showed up. Kenny turned around and started laughing at Brett, I guess ‘cause of the way he looked when he saw Kenny butt naked by the fire.”

“I was shocked is all, it was a normal reaction.”

“Yeah I know Brett,” he said, as he tousled his hair and it looked to Kerry as if Trey and Brett were also more than just fuck buddies.

“Anyway, he stopped laughing and asked for some beer. I figured hell, why not, it might cool him down, so we gave him one, and he downed in nothing flat. He took another and downed it, then asked if we had anything else around, like maybe some pot or snow.”

“He was kind of wild man, Trey told him we didn’t have any drugs up here, just booze.”

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him, we both said no, and he just started to snort the crap, like it was

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“But, just like that?, I mean he didn’t even try to hide it?”

“No, he didn’t care. Then he sort of got wild, he started to play with his dick and wanted to know if we were doing each other like you and Mike.”

“What did you say?”

“What could we say, we said, well, that wasn’t really the case, you know, trying to play it down, not sort of confirm it for him, ya know?”

“I think so, yeah I guess, so what happened then, how come you guys were undressed?”

“I’m getting to that, okay?

“Now where was I? Oh yeah, well he was really kind of ignorant, you know, sort of calling everyone a faggot and ass pounder and stuff like that. Well, finally I got pissed off and said; well he was the one naked playing with his dick.

“Man, you never saw someone change so fast in your life. He just looked at me and Brett, then out of the blue he walked up to me and stuck his dick in my face, asking me to suck it for him, and when I said no, he went and did the same to Brett, asking him to suck it.

“It was really strange Kerry, as if he really did want us to suck him off. We wouldn’t and he just stood there, in front of us, his dick hanging out there, it was unreal.”

“So why did you guys strip then?”

“If we didn’t he was going to go and find you two, and well, he had all ready spoiled your fun once, and we figured we should try and keep him at the campsite.”

“Okay, but why strip?”

“He started talking about how we were no fun, how he was going to find Mike and you and maybe you guys would show him some fun, and he was heading down the path, so we told him to come back and we would see who had the bigger hard on, him or us.”

“And he came back?”

“As soon as Trey said that, he was back in front of him, egging him on, saying things like, well come on let’s see it, and, you won’t show it, you got nothing to show, sort of like forcing it, you know?”

“What choice did we have? I mean if we didn’t he was going to walk down the beach, naked and stoned, so we stripped for him, and let me tell you, that was weird in itself.”

“How? I mean did he say something else?”

Trey looked over to Brett and then back at Kerry. He wasn’t sure if he could go on and he glanced back up towards the campsite, as if hoping Mike would materialize out of the dark to end the tale.

No one came.

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“Well, yeah he did. He did some more of the cocaine, and he just sat there, looking at us, waiting as we stripped. When my pants came off, he started laughing, telling me it was puny, not like his, and he stood up to show me. He had a hell of a hard on and Brett told him so, that’s when he sort of got weird. He looked at my dick, and then he reached out and started to play with it. I was kind of shocked but it got the result he wanted, it got hard in his hand and he sort of started to cry. It was really strange man, I don’t get it. Then he stopped and wanted to see Brett’s, so he dropped his pants and unlike me, the pervert was rock hard all ready which started Kenny laughing his head off. He had grabbed another beer and tossed us each one and he just laughed, and well, we started to laugh too, and that’s when you guys showed up.”

Kerry sat there in silence. His brain was in shock as it tried to digest the words of Trey and Brett. He wondered if Kenny was really on drugs, or what. He didn’t know what to make of this all. So far, this night had turned out to be a real strange one, one he would never forget, and one that most likely would effect his life for years to come.

How could Mike have kept all this inside himself ? His dad beating on him, then his younger brother. Who did he have to share all this with? Even Trey and Brett didn’t know the whole story, but somehow Mike had managed to get protection even for Kenny, well at least until tonight.

Kerry kept looking up the beach, towards the campsite, waiting for Mike’s signal to return. He could see that Brett and Trey were getting kind of antsy too. In their case, they most likely wanted to get it on, and after Trey had finished filling Kerry in on what had happened, they had huddled together. Brett had his hand between Trey’s pants, but that was as far as he was going. He certainly wasn’t about to start something with Kerry around, or at least this close.

The three sat there, the quiet of the night broken by the occasional shriek and high-pitched voices off in the distance. There was no doubt that the two brothers’ were having it out, and loudly. Unfortunately they couldn’t make out the high-pitched words. The obvious angry confrontation seemed to take forever, but eventually the night fell silent, to the wind whistling through the trees, the river lapping against the shore.

Kerry waited, on edge, worried about Mike and what he was going through. He thought he had problems at home, but after hearing the little about Mike’s, he thought all in all he was pretty lucky. While his parents didn’t seem to bother much with him, he figured it was better than getting beaten up. His heart ached for Mike, and for Kenny and he wished he knew what he could do to help, but he was powerless.

That was the worst part. He couldn’t do anything about Mike’s family life, and now he didn’t even know if they would be able to keep

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on seeing each other. It all depended on a 16 year old, who was being beaten and now it seemed, into hard drugs.

The night had grown silent, and he waited for some sign to return. He looked around and knew that Trey and Brett had found a way to pass the time. He could see that Trey had his pants undone and that Brett had his hand down the pants. They were necking right there, in front of him, and he felt a strange stirring in his own pants, but it wasn’t the thought of seeing Trey and Brett getting it on, instead he was thinking of how nice it felt to be in Mike’s strong arms, to feel his breath on his cheeks, as they held each other. The ache was only getting worse with every passing second.

“I’m going to see what’s going on,” he announced to the two and stood up and headed up to the campsite.

Kerry heard Trey murmur something, but he was concentrating on his trek back to the campsite to make it out. He walked slowly, hoping that he would run into Mike coming to get them. As he got closer, he still couldn’t hear any more yells or talk coming from the site. He hoped that they had settled things, but his heart seemed to feel otherwise.

“Is he out of sight yet?” Brett asked Trey, as he snuggled into Trey’s arms, his hand playing with the hard dick in Trey’s pants.

“Yeah he has, you know something, I think he really has fallen for Mike.”

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“No kidding Einstein.”

“Sassy bitch aren’t you? Come up here.”

Brett crawled up to Trey’s face, his hand now resting on his stomach.

“Such a smart ass aren’t you Brett, well I know how to keep you in line,” he said as he lifted Brett’s smiling face up to his.

Trey moved his face down and he kissed Brett hard on the mouth, his tongue pushing in, tasting the young boy, and he reached down with one hand to fondle Brett’s basket, poking at it and pushing at it through the jeans.

“Come on, get out of those jeans I got something I want to give you Bitch,” he said, as he stood up and pushed his own jeans down.

Brett grinned as he quickly took the jeans off. He looked up at Trey, smiling at the way he was always trying to be so assertive, it was kind of cute.

“Yeah, okay big man, now let’s see if you can get it right this time,” he responded

Trey rushed to the ground, grabbing at Brett. He wrapped his arms around the slender boy, and playfully punched him in the side. They started to wrestle with each other, and rolled around in the sand, forgetting the trouble that was back at the campsite. They laughed as each strove for dominance over the other, and finally Trey’s larger frame and weight wore Brett down, and he collapsed onto his stomach, with Trey laying on top of him. Trey’s hard cock pressing against his small ass, making him feel even warmer.

“Well, looks like I win again” Trey said, in between gasps for air. He kissed the back of Brett’s neck, tasting the salty sweat. He was aroused and he liked the horseplay that always ended in him winning. Sometimes he thought that Brett let him win, just to make him feel good, which was nice. He didn’t win all that much elsewhere, and this was something that made it all worthwhile. He kissed Brett and his hands moved down to the slim waist, where he reached under, to tickle Brett’s hard cock.

Trey could tell that Brett was ready; his cock was rock hard as was his own. He felt himself lift up to his knees and as he got off of Brett, he felt Brett raise his ass and get to his knees. Brett then rested on his own arms, and he lay there, his ass high up and ready as he spread his legs wide, waiting for Trey to do his thing.

Trey reached across the slender body, placing one hand near Brett’s face. He placed his fingers near the mouth, and Brett started to suck on them, first one then two then three fingers he sucked on, while Trey was rubbing the small of his back. He loved this part, as his hand started to run down Brett’s ass cheeks, down the middle, finding the warm pink hole.

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Brett groaned as Trey’s hand slid down the middle of his ass. He liked the touch of Trey against his skin, specially his ass. He sucked the fingers, coating them with lots of his saliva. Trey pulled his fingers away and quickly moved them down to Brett’s waiting ass. He started to rub the three fingers together against the pink asshole. He circled it a few times, gently pushing against the muscle, then with a suddenness, he pushed hard, sending all three fingers deep into Brett’s asshole.

Brett grunted as the three fingers pushed past his ass muscle, digging into his hole. He felt a slight shiver pass through his ass up to his brain. His legs shook briefly at the insertion. He arched himself back, trying to take even more of the hand into his hole.

Trey moved in, his mouth now licking at the hole that had a firm grip on three of his fingers. His other hand he pushed around to fondle the hard cock. He wrapped his fist around the 7-inch cock, gripping it hard, and pulling on it as he licked around the pink hole, his tongue trying to push in, along with the fingers.

Trey could feel the asshole opening wider as his fingers pushed in deeper and his tongue licked the hole, moistening it, getting it ready for his cock.

He stopped and pulled his fingers out of the now moistened hole, he rose up, resting his hips on top of Brett’s small firm ass. He reached down now with his hand to grab hold of his own throbbing dick. The almost 8 inch cock was ready, pre-cum starting to ooze from the slit, and he let his hand rub it into the shaft and around the bulging cock head. Then he positioned it, on top of the crack, sliding it down the middle of the ass cheeks, until he felt it rest against the wet asshole.

With a sudden thrust of his hips, Trey pushed his cock into the waiting asshole of Brett. He felt a slight resistance, and then it slid in smoothly, rushing into the smooth velvet tunnel of Brett, rushing up, spreading his legs wider as the throbbing cock dug in deep. Brett grunted as he felt his asshole pushed open. He felt his whole ass shake as the cock pushed in, sliding up inside him. He felt a sudden warmth travel up his body, and his legs quivered, as they tried to keep his ass up in the air. He started to breath hard, as the solid cock pushed inwards.

Trey groaned as he pushed in, his hips falling hard onto the bony small ass of Brett. He could feel his cock slide up the hole, and he felt the ass cheeks tighten, trying to hold the throbbing cock tight as it pushed in. He started to breath rapidly, as he pumped the eager hole. He tried to keep himself from being pushed down. The hard pounding of Trey’s cock into his ass was jerking his whole body forward, as he struggled to keep on his knees, taking the cock deep into his asshole. He grunted with each inward push., feeling Trey’s balls slap up against his ass cheeks. His whole body was quivering under the hard fucking.

Trey could feel his balls slipping upwards, up to his shaft. His breathing was quicker and he knew he would soon cum. As his cock slid in and out, faster with each thrust of his hips, his mind went back to the time when Mike was doing the pounding and he was taking it. That was still a time he recalled with fondness, and he always had hoped that they could get back together, but with Kerry around, that hope was dashed. The thought of Kerry and Mike made him angry, and he started to take it out on Brett. He started to ram his cock hard into Brett’s ass, pushing it deep with each thrust. His hips would grind in, trying to push the small ass forward, trying to bury his own cock into the willing asshole. Brett took the hard pounding. He could feel the intensity increase, as Trey started to really pound him. He could feel the cock being rammed hard into his asshole, and he grunted and groaned now. His body ached, and his asshole hurt from the rough fucking it was taking.

He was in love with Trey, he adored the way he moved on the football field, and he loved the way Trey would cuddle him, hold him and call him his wife. He wasn’t that thrilled with the way Trey always wanted to be top man, but that too would work out in time. He was just glad that Trey wanted him at all, and so he took the hard pounding, letting the hard cock have its way inside him.

Trey could feel himself getting close and he started to grind his hips

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as they crashed into Brett’s sweating ass. He reached around the slim waist, and grabbed hold of Brett’s jerking cock. He wrapped his hand firmly around the dangling cock, and as he pulled out and then pushed in, he started to jerk Brett’s cock. He liked its feel in his hand, and while it wasn’t overly long or thick, it fit his hand nicely. He pushed it as he thrust in once again, and he was rewarded with an increase in the moans from Brett. Brett felt Trey grab hold of his cock, and he arched his back up, slamming it into Trey’s own crotch, just as it was coming down. He felt so warm, his body was shaking and his legs continued to get weaker with each thrust of that cock into his ass. Now he was getting pulled at the front, his cock started to ooze more pre cum out as Trey’s hand was firmly around his dick. He felt the hand tighten and then his balls started to swing upwards, and he could tell that he was close to shooting his wad. He groaned loudly with the sudden pressure Trey gripped his cock with.

Trey was close, his heart was pounding and he could feel the heat coming from his groin. His dick was pushing in faster now, and his balls were slapping the bony ass of Brett, hard. His anger was gone, and instead he realized that Brett really did like him, did care for him, and that was worth something, and those thoughts pushed through his lust filled brain, his thrusts became slow and deliberate. He wanted to bring Brett to the same point, he wanted to cum with Brett, to shoot together.

As his balls slapped the ass, his hips ground into the flesh, he would twist his hips, to turn and twist his cock that was buried deep into Brett. He could feel the way Brett’s cock jerked in his hand, that this was driving Brett crazy with pleasure. He felt a warm glow each time he did it, and he started doing it each time he came down on the ass. It was sending his own brain into spasms of joy, and his heart started to pound hard inside his chest. He could feel Brett’s body shake and tremble with each twist and grind, and he could hear the shallow breathing of his so-called ‘wife.’ He grinned through his teeth as his body shook with the thought, and he could feelhis cockjerk hardinside Brett’s asshole. He was there, and he pulled his hand hard and fast along Brett’s cock, feeling it suddenly tense up under the increased pressure of his hand. Brett had his face buried into his hands. He was pushing against the sand, trying to keep himself up, and await the release of Trey’s cum into his asshole. He clenched his cheeks, trying to squeeze the cock inside him, and now Trey was doing something different, he was twisting his cock inside him, making him squirm under each twist of those hips.

His eyes no longer were able to focus, he saw lights flash across his face, his breathing was hard and grew shallower as Trey suddenly started to jerk his cock hard and fast. His heart started to pound inside, trying to break out of his chest, and he could feel his balls rush up to his cock.

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He groaned loudly, almost a scream of joy, as his body gave one long rumble and shake.

Trey felt the body beneath him shake and rumble, and he knew Brett was about to cum. He started to push his hips in and out fast, barely moving his cock out past an inch, as he thrust back, then out, then back, and now he too started to feel his whole body quiver and his muscles grew taught, and his head flew back as he thrust one more time, ramming his cock down and deep into Brett. His hand squeezed the cock it held and he shouted Brett’s name loudly, as his body rocked to his sudden explosion inside the tight asshole. Brett felt his cock squeezed hard, and then as he heard a voice booming his name behind him, and realized it was Trey calling his name, his cock jerked hard against the hand, and he arched his ass back and up and his cock pulsed once, then twice and he screamed.

His 7-inch cock jumped and banged inside the hand holding it, then it let go. A large hot splash of cum went flying out, brushing past the closed fist, hitting his chin and lips, and then he jerked back, his body struggling as once again another hot load of fresh cum came exploding out.

Trey could feel the hot cum flow out of his own cock. He could feel his cock head swing from side to side inside the tight warm smooth tunnel and he was still grinding his hips down, feeling an unbelievable upwards thrust from Brett. He groaned Brett’s name once more as he shuddered with each shot of cum from his cock. He could feel the cum filling the silky smooth tunnel, and he could feel it run back down his own cock shaft, coating it and coming back towards his balls.

He groaned again and again, with each shot of cum and his body jerked on top of Brett with each shot of cum. He hadn’t felt this way ever before, and he could feel the warm sticky cum shooting past his hand, and he shivered again. Trey was exhausted, his body started to collapse on top of Brett, and his weight started to push Brett down to the sandy beach.

With his head resting on Brett’s back, he kissed the back of the neck, and lay there, his breathing gradually returning to normal, but none the less, blowing against the matted hair of Brett.

Brett collapsed onto the ground. His legs could no longer hold him up, he felt like his whole body was a mass of rubber. He sank to the sandy beach, feeling the cum on his face grow cold. His body trembled as a warm breath blew against his neck and head. As Trey kissed the back of his neck, his body twitched. He sighed as Trey lay exhausted on top of him, both of them spent.

Trey lay there, his body trembling as he slowly regained his composure. He had been getting laid for a few years now, but yet this was different. He felt more complete, more exhausted, and much more

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satisfied. He kissed Brett again on the back of the neck. Maybe it was a good thing, Mike taking up with Kerry. He smiled as he lay there, waiting for his heart to stop its frantic racing and pounding.

Kerry could see the campfire from his spot on the beach. He was sitting, waiting, and he heard the occasional murmur of voices coming from up there. Mostly he heard the groans and yells of Trey and Brett. He didn’t think Trey had it in him, always so damn arrogant and uppity, but maybe Brett was changing him.

He waited, wanting to go up there, but afraid that he might intrude on a solution taking place. He didn’t know what was happening, but he knew that he needed to be with Mike. His heart ached, and he still found it hard to believe. Trey’s story had scared him. What would the coach do if he knew Mike was involved with him? What kind of protection would Mike and Kenny get then? Or would they try to end his involvement with Mike?

With a jolt, Kerry heard a voice calling him.

“You there Kerry?” it asked

“That you Mike?” he replied.

“Yeah, come on up here, okay, the other’s with you?”

“No, they are further down the beach.”

“Good, come on up.”

Kerry scrambled up the slope and came up to the fire. He saw Mike sitting by the log, staring into it. There was no sign of Kenny.

“Hey, wanna put some more wood on?”

Mike’s voice was flat and emotionless as he stared into the fire, a can of beer in his hand.

“Sure, uh, you okay?”

“Naturally, would you expect anything less of the one and only super hero, the guy who throws with lightning speed, and pin point accuracy? Huh, would you?”

“Mike, I would expect that you are really hurting right now, this is me you are talking to, okay?”

Kerry threw a few more large logs onto the fire, and he sat down beside Mike. He put one hand on Mike’s knee, and leaned over and gave him a small kiss on the cheek. Mike felt the light touch of Kerry’s lips on his cheek. He felt the warmth of his touch on his knee. Slowly, he turned his gaze from the flickering flames to the worried face of Kerry. He stared into the blue eyes, and then he just knelt forward, is head falling into Kerry’s lap, and he cried. His whole body shook as he sobbed in Kerry’s lap.

Kerry was surprised by Mike’s sudden breakdown. He could feel the wet tears starting to soak through his jeans. He instinctively placed

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his arms around Mike’s shuddering body. His heart was in pain, as his lover cried in his lap. There was nothing he could say, so he just let Mike be, gently holding him, letting him get it out of his system.

Time passed slowly, as Mike buried his head deep into Kerry’s lap. It was as if he was trying to hide. His legs were drawn up close to his stomach, as he cried. The sobs started to lessen, as the flames did their wild dance in the night sky.

Mike started to gather his strength. He lay quiet now, resting his head on Kerry’s lap. It was strange; the last time he had cried was in his mother’s lap a long, long time ago.

He felt relieved as he lay there. For the first time in ages, he had broken down in front of someone, but he didn’t feel ashamed, instead he felt comforted. Funny, he never really looked at Kerry as a security blanket, but so much had happened in these last few days. It was as if they had bonded, not just physically, but spiritually as well.

No one had gotten this close to him before, but that was his choice, so why was he so defenseless with Kerry? What was it that made him need him so much? He had never felt this secure and this comfortable before. In some ways, it scared him, in other’s it made him feel warm all over.

Finally Mike raised himself up, to lean once more against the log, but now, he also rested his body against that of Kerry. He looked over to Kerry, and gave a weak smile.

“Sorry about that.”

Kerry looked at Mike and his heart wanted to jump out and hold him. He wished he could do more, and he knew that just by being there, he was doing all he could.

“I only wish I could do more Mike, I, well you mean a hell of a lot to me, and I don’t know how to help, tell me, please, I want to help you, there, well you don’t have to do this all alone.”

Mike shook his head, and smiled once again. He then leaned over and this time he gave Kerry the kiss on the cheeks.

“I know, it’s okay, and it’ll work out, how I am not sure yet, but it will.”

“Do you want to talk about it? I mean, if you want, and, uh, well, where is Kenny?”

“He’s sleeping it off inside the tent.”

“Oh, is he okay?”

“No, but we’ll take that on in the morning, he did some pretty stupid things today and he only made it worse tonight. I don’t know, he’s only 16 and really, he has no one but me.”

“And me, if he wants.”

Mike was stunned by the quiet words of Kerry. How could he even want to be near his brother? If half of what Kenny had mumbled to him

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about his behavior, he would figure that Kerry at least would want to skin him alive. Now, here he was offering to help Kenny. He looked closely at Kerry, and he saw only compassion and concern there. He smiled at him, feeling the pain in his heart ease somewhat. Maybe he had a chance after all.

“Uh, Mike, can I come out there?”

Mike turned as he heard Kenny’s voice. He looked to the tent to see his brother standing outside the tent.

“Yeah, if you can be nice.”

“I will be, is that Kerry with you?”

“Yeah, it’s me.”

“Okay, I’ll be a second.”

Kerry looked over to Mike, whose face had gone blank. The mask was back in place, and the strong unbreakable Mike was back in place. Kerry sighed, and wondered what Kenny had in store for the rest of this evening.

Mike started to sit up, and he shifted around some, but he kept his one side glued to Kerry. At least for now, he was showing Kenny that he was with Kerry.

“So, what’s wrong, can’t sleep or what?” he asked as Kenny walked over to the fire.

“Kind of. I uh heard some voices, and well, I didn’t want to be alone in there. I know I screwed up Mike, please don’t hate me.”

Kenny looked into Mike’s eyes, and you could see tears rolling down the corners. Kerry watched the way Mike’s face stayed passive. His heart must be breaking and here he was being the strong one. Kenny looked like a small boy as he stood there, waiting for a verdict from his hero. It almost made Kerry cry and he stifled back a small sob.

Mike looked at Kenny, a long hard stare before he spoke.

“You’re my brother, I can’t hate you, but I won’t take that shit either Kenny, and you know what I mean.”

“I know, and I am sorry, I don’t know, it just, well, uh, I can’t…”

He kept looking at Kerry then back to Mike, as if wanting to talk but not sure if he should in front of Kerry.

“Look, maybe I should leave you guys alone for a bit, Mike. Maybe it’ll be easier if Kenny and you talk in private.”

He started to get up, but Mike’s hand held him back.

“No, you stay here. Whatever Kenny has to say to me, well, you are part of me, so he can just as well talk in front of you.

“Got that Ken?”

“It’s that deep is it?”

“Yes it is.”

“But, I mean, what about Dad? You know what’ll happen if he finds out and what about the coach?”

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Kerry sat still, listening. For a brief second he had felt a rise in his jeans as Mike had told his brother how close he and Kerry were. He squeezed Mike’s arm to let him know he understood.

“FUCK THEM!” he said vehemently. A rage appeared in his face, and his body tensed up.

“If Kerry will help, I might have a way we can beat those bastards.”

“Kerry?”

“Me? Uh, of course I’ll help, but what can I do?”

He was stunned. The way Mike seemed to suddenly have come up with a plan. His face, a second earlier looking like it could murder was now calm and at peace.

Mike had an idea forming, and if Kerry would play ball, then they could get through the summer, and start the fall in a new place with a fresh start, without all this crap.

He looked over at Kenny; saw the hope and desperation in his eyes. He loved his brother, and hoped that somehow he could save him the heartache he had known. He doubted it, but he had to try.

Kerry, well Kerry was something else. He was the first person to have gotten this far inside his barriers, and it wasn’t fair to put him in the spot he was going to, but he had no choice, not if he wanted to protect Kenny and still be with Kerry.

He trembled from the wind, and from his own nerves. There was Mike, Mr. Calm as always handling it all. He still wasn’t sure how Mike had gotten the coach to get his dad to lay off, but he had, until now.

Kenny was scared of what would happen once Mike left for college, and if last night was any indication, he would rather be dead than stay and try to live through it. He looked over to Kerry and admitted he could see why Mike was falling for him. He was hot looking, that’s for sure, and Mike did have good taste in guys.

There was so much to think about. Mike had wanted him to join him at college, but would he still want him to? What was his plan, and how did he fit into it? He was nervous but one thing kept haunting him, which was Kenny’s words ‘FAGGOT,’ how would he deal with this?

Kerry could see the love that was between the two. He could see the way Kenny depended on Mike, and how serious Mike took that obligation. Whatever Mike wanted from him, he knew he would do it. He just wished he knew what it was.

“Hey can we come back yet? We are freezing our asses off out here.”

Mike started laughing, and even Kenny chuckled a little at the plaintive voice coming from the beach.

“Yeah come on up,” Mike yelled back, in between laughs.

“We’ll talk tomorrow about this, tonight let’s just relax, and say nothing to Trey and Brett yet, deal Ken?”

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“Sure, I won’t screw up again, I promise Mike.”

“I know Ken, I know.”

They sat around the fire for a while and then Trey and Brett left for their tent. They didn’t say much, and spent most of the time staring into each other’s eyes. It was obvious to Kerry that something had changed between them down on the beach.

Mike sat next to Kerry the whole time. His hand resting on Kerry’s leg. Kenny kept glancing at the two of them, but he mostly sat there, with his head hung low, feeling out of place and scared.

“Well, guess we should think about calling it a night too,” Mike said. He looked over to Kenny, as his hand grasped Kerry’s.

“What do say Kenny? Ready to get some sleep now?”

“Yeah, I suppose, but where am I to sleep? I mean, the way you have the tent set up…”

“Well, uh, I guess we can make some changes.”

Mike didn’t look too happy as he said that. He looked longingly at Kerry as he spoke.

“Well, don’t bite my head off, but I kind of know you would like to be with Kerry, and I have already fucked up your trip enough, so, shit, I don’t know how to say it.”

“Say what Kenny” Mike asked in a soft voice that had a slight edge to it. He was looking hard at his brother now, trying to figure out what it was he was trying to say.

“Look, I can maybe sleep out here, by the fire or something, and that way, well that way I won’t stop you and Kerry from, well, from doing what ever it is you do.”

“What ever it is we do?

“Like you don’t know what we do! Don’t play the dumb kid with me Ken, you know better than that.”

“Shit Mike, I know that, it is, well I didn’t want to embarrass you or Kerry, fuck I have already got him hating me, and you pissed at me, I just didn’t want to make it worse, okay?”

“Uh, wait a second here, if you know what, then why were such an asshole about it, I mean, I don’t hate you but I am confused, Mike?”

“Look Kerry, he was kind of strung out, okay? And well, he knows but he’s never really seen it, if you know what I mean.”

“I am so sorry man, really, it was just, well everything kind of hit me, and then to see Mike like that, it well, I freaked, okay? Honest, I really am sorry for being such a fuck up, please…”

“Okay, okay, no problem, I think I can kind of understand it, look I don’t hate you okay Ken? And besides, you’re family, right? So, I can handle it.”

“You sure Kerry?”

“Yeah, I am sure Mike. Look, I don’t know what this is all about,

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and if you want to let me in on, well great, if not, fine, but whatever goes down, you have to know that I am beside you on it, okay? I mean that, no matter what Mike.”

Mike stared at Kerry, his eyes searching and reading Kerry’s eyes.

“I know Kerry, and I do believe that, and Kerry, you’re family too, okay?”

“Thanks Mike.”

Kerry couldn’t look at Mike anymore; he was embarrassed as tears welled up in his eyes.

“For tonight Ken, you sleep with us in the tent, it’s too cold out here, and besides, that way I can keep an eye on you, we’ll work something out for the rest of the time.”

“Yeah, okay, but I am just fucking this all up, I should crash out here.”

“Ken, just do what Mike says okay? It’s no problem, really, and if you hear any strange noises, ignore them it’s only me snoring!”

Mike laughed and punched Kerry lightly on the shoulder and stood up to go to the tent.

“Come on, let’s go.”

Kenny smiled and looked at both Mike and Kerry. He watched Kerry get up to stand by Mike and wait for him. He got up and walked up to the two, and he gave them both a hug as they headed for the tent. Kerry was glad his small attempt at humor had worked and it felt strange, walking back to the tent with not only Mike’s arm around him, but Kenny’s as well. Maybe not so strange, Kenny was just a junior version of Mike, and he knew how he felt about that version.

Mike surveyed the tent, and decided it would simply be easier if Kenny slept over on one side, while he and Kerry slept on the other. It would be easier than rearranging everything. Instead of using the one sleeping bag for a cover sheet, he tossed a couple of blankets for Kenny to use, while he and Kerry would use the other sleeping bag.

Kenny seemed rather shy, and crawled under his blanket, where he proceeded to undress. That certainly was a far different attitude than what he had done in front of Brett and Trey, but then, it might have been that Mike was there. He didn’t toss his clothes out, and instead seemed to wrap them up and put between him and Mike.

Mike simply dropped his jeans, and threw them to the corner, waiting for Kerry to do the same. He seemed to expect it and Kerry felt rather awkward about it. Mike sat down, in the middle, and smiled at Kerry, waiting for him to undress. Kerry could see that Mike was semi hard, which only made him more nervous. He could see that Kenny was watching, a small smile on his lips.

Kerry turned his body to one side, facing the other side of the tent, as he dropped his own jeans to the ground. He bent down, to grab them

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when he touched Mike’s hand, which had his jeans. He looked over to see Kenny watching, and he just smiled and sat down, trying to keep his hard on from being too easily seen.

Mike waited until Kerry had sat down, then he leaned over Kenny, and shut off the lantern. He said good night to Ken, who reached out and gave his big brother a hug and surprising Kerry, a kiss on the cheek. Mike tousled his hair and then tuned back to Kerry.

“Night Kerry,” Kenny said as he turned over, letting his back face Mike and Kerry.

“Uh, yeah good night Ken,” he replied as he struggled to move away from Mike, attempting to make it look like he was at least trying to sleep apart. He was so close to the edge of the tent wall, he was sure his hard dick was poking out the other side. Damn it, he was so friggin hard, and now Mike was lying down, moving himself to lean against Kerry’s body.

Mike had wedged his body against Kerry’s, and he lay there, enjoying the warmth that the closeness brought to him. He could feel that Kerry wasn’t comfortable, but he could also tell that Kerry wanted him badly, almost as much as he wanted Kerry.

The touch of Mike’s body against his was sending waves of shocks all through his body. Kerry could feel his heart start to race faster, and his breathing became quicker. There was nothing he could do about it, and yet his body continued to ache for Mike.

Mike leaned in, his face brushing the nape of Kerry’s neck, and he started to lightly lick him, just below and around the ear lobe. He could feel his own hard cock pressing against the firm ass cheeks of Kerry and he felt warmth running through his whole body. Kerry couldn’t believe it, as his whole body started to tingle. Mike’s lips were gently pressed against his neck, kissing him ever so softly, that he could barely feel the skin touch his, but he felt it. His whole body could feel the tenderness of each kiss, which sent him spinning. His cock was rubbing up against the canvas tent; his balls ached with their full load.

He could feel that his touch was making Kerry hot. With each touch of his lips on Kerry, he could feel a small tremor race through that hot blond body, and it only made his own body tighten and ache. There was no doubt that he needed and wanted Kerry.

He raised himself onto one arm, and glanced back to check that Kenny was sleeping. Mike saw his brother’s back was still towards him, and he looked like he was sleeping. He reached back to Kerry, and placed his one arm around the slender waist, gently touching his flat stomach.

As Mike touched him and leaned into him harder, a part of his brain wished he wouldn’t do this, he didn’t want to have Kenny wake up and see them doing it, it scared him. The other part of his brain

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wanted desperately for Mike to take him, and take him now right in front of the sleeping body of Kenny. His whole body ached with desire for Mike.

Mike could feel the tremors increasing in Kerry’s body. His hand now played gently with the soft pubic hairs of Kerry, and then they reached out, to gently play around the thick base of the throbbing cock. He could feel the heat and the excitement and the desire as his hand moved around the hard cock base, and then gently pushed the full balls.

“I need you Kerry, I am falling so hard for you, let me take you now,” he whispered softly into Kerry’s ear, and then lightly started to nibble on the tip of the ear, while his hand now moved around to the firm ass cheeks, and was rubbing in between the ass cheeks.

Kerry felt his cock jerk against the canvas as Mike’s hand gently played with his hard cock. He could feel the cock head rub the canvas and jerk against it with each soft pull of his balls by Mike’s hand.

His whole body was shivering with the firm presence of Mike’s body leaning on his. He could feel the huge hard cock of Mike pressing against his butt and now he could feel Mike’s hand move from his balls back around to ass, and it gently started to rub his hole as Mike whispered into his ear. As each word penetrated his soul, his cock jerked against the canvas.

Kerry felt like he was a battery being recharged. His whole body felt so alive as with each touch and each word from Mike he grew harder and his heart went faster. He was moaning softly and his body was arching.

He reached back with his hand, to pull Mike’s hand away from his ass. He put the hand around his cock and then reached down to pull apart his ass cheeks. He felt Mike’s hard cock slide up the opened channel, and as it touched his asshole, he felt his body give a shake and his heart rumble. He gripped his own firm ass cheek, pulling it back and as his body felt the huge throbbing cock head touch his hole, he pushed back with his ass.

Kerry let out a small soft cry as he impaled himself on the thick cock. He could feel the huge head push inside as he shoved his ass back into Mike’s firm body. He felt the head spread his hole, twisting the muscle, and then he felt a deep heat penetrate his rectum.

Mike had two of his fingers gently rubbing Kerry’s pink hole when he felt his hand being grabbed and pulled away. His heart sighed and then he felt a surprising strength grip his hand and push it up and over Kerry’s firm thigh. He felt a sudden blast of heat as his hand was firmly placed on the pulsating shaft of Kerry’s cock.

He moved himself in closer as he started to softly slide his hand up and down the hot pulsing cock shaft. Mike heard Kerry give a soft moan and then he felt the body next to him move in against his own.

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He could feel Kerry’s hand now reaching back between the two bodies, and he could feel the sudden pulling apart of the ass cheeks in front of him. His cock found the opening between Kerry and was now lodged against that pink hole.

Mike’s head was spinning with the sudden change in direction. His hand shook as it held onto the hard throbbing cock. There was a sudden feeling of tightness around his crotch as his cock was suddenly pinned against the tight pink hole of Kerry’s ass. He groaned as he felt a sudden pressure on his cock head, feeling a sudden heat wave pass up through his own rock hard cock, and then he heard a small cry of pain and he let out his own pent up breath as his cock slid into Kerry’s asshole.

With a shudder Mike felt his cock head being swallowed inside Kerry’s opened asshole. He felt a wave of heat running through his whole body. He could feel his blood rushing from every part of his body down towards the throbbing cock now inside Kerry.

Kerry had it in, he could feel Mike’s hand twitch around his cock and he pushed back even harder now, wanting to take every inch of the hard cock into his body, up his velvet tunnel.

Mike felt Kerry’s body pushing back and he thrust forward now, to help, with his hips, sending the whole long thick cock deep into the warm moist ass of Kerry. He felt it push inside, and he could feel Kerry’s tight musclesinside, grabbing hold, resisting the intrusion of the large penis. With his hand firmly gripping Kerry’s own hard cock, he pulled back with the hand, pulling the crotch back into his own thrusting pelvis.

Kerry felt his ass split open as the huge thick cock suddenly increased its pressure and pushed deep inside his body. He groaned now, forgetting where he was, and he thrashed his arms as the huge cock dug into his inner being. His head spun with lights flashing before his eyes. His legs kicked out at the sudden pressure inside his asshole.

Mike felt the motion of Kerry and he too let out a small groan as he pushed in, sending his cock deeper and deeper into the warm hole. His hand was firmly glued to Kerry’s cock and he squeezed it hard as he pushed inwards. He could feel Kerry’s balls against his hand, feel the tiny blond hairs against the back of his wrist as he own balls were now slapping up against Kerry’s ass cheeks. The soft flesh making his balls quivers as he thrust again and again.

Mike’s hips were pushing in then out, short hard thrusts with equally short pulls, each thrust slammed his cock inside Kerry’s warm and now sweating body.

He could feel it, could feel the desire and the need that Kerry had for him. His brain and his heart seemed to be reaching out with each thrust into Kerry’s body.

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Mike could feel his balls tighten and could feel his breathing become quicker and more shallow as he rammed his long hard cock into Kerry.

Kerry let his hand go and he placed it in front of him, to hold his body steady as he took Mike’s hard pelvic thrusts. He didn’t want to go flying through the tent side, and he wanted that cock badly to shoot deep into his body. He felt his ass muscles tighten even more around the thick pumping cock and he could feel Mike’s hand grip his cock tighter with each thrust.

His heart seemed to be pounding faster with each stroke into him. His own balls were banging up hard against Mike’s strong hand as it held onto his dick.

With each push of the cock into his hole, he tried to push back with his ass, trying to swallow Mike’s strong body up into his own. He groaned constantly and his whole body shook with the force of Mike’s thrusts against him.

Mike’s pounding came faster now. His breathing was one constant wheeze as he raced forward to bring himself into Kerry. He wanted this, he needed this, and nothing was going to stop it, not now, and he rammed his cock again into the willing asshole. He could feel his own sweat pouring from his body and he could feel the beads of sweat pouring from Kerry’s own shuddering body. Kerry couldn’t hold on, his cock was jerking hard inside the firm hand of Mike and it wouldn’t wait. He could feel his cum flowing in and then he cried out as it jerked hard. His huge cock head touched the tent canvas, and he could feel Mike’s rapid breath on his neck and he shot his load, a large steady stream of his sweet milk came flooding out, covering the tent side and dripping down the tight fingers around his shaft. His body shook and quivered to the force of his own explosion.

Mike felt Kerry shake, felt his body shudder and he could feel a hot stream of liquid pass by his fingers. Kerry was cumming and the thought of that sweet juice sent his body into a spasm. His legs straightened out, taut and arched outwards. His chest heaved inwards as his hips pushed out. His cock slammed deep inside Kerry, shuddering, feeling the inner tremors of Kerry’s body. The inner muscles gripped the huge cock tighter, and they held the cock firmly, squeezing it while it was buried deep inside Kerry’s asshole. Mike yelled briefly, as now his body too shuddered and shook. His own sweet juice started to flow out of his pinned cock. He could feel the hot cum flow out, surrounding the cock and slowly running back along the still shaking cock shaft.

Kenny could hear the motion of his brother and Kerry. He could tell that they were making out in the darkness of the tent. He clenched the blanket tighter and pulled it closer to his head. He wanted to scream

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but instead bit his lip, clenching his fists around the blanket.

The noise grew louder and it seemed like Kerry and Mike were shouting. His ears couldn’t help but hear, and he turned over, to face the two dark shadows on the other side. He looked and instead of seeing two shapes, he saw only one large shadow. He watched the shadow shake and move and he heard the soft groans and moans coming from that side of the tent.

Kenny wanted to reach out, to shout; to end the noise and then his eyes saw the two shapes clearer. He shook his head, and rubbed his eyes as he watched.

He saw Mike’s ass, the white flesh shining in the dark and he saw Kerry’s legs and yet, they looked like the belonged together. Kenny raised himself up, as he watched his brother fuck Kerry. He watched the way they moved, each body seeming to move together. Kenny could see how with each thrust of Mike’s hips forward, Kerry would be pushing back, and yet no words passed between them. It was like they instinctively knew when to push in and when to pull out.

There was something else. As he watched he thought he could feel something in the air. It was like a warmth. As the two bodies moved faster into each other he was sure he could see a blue haze surrounding the two bodies, wrapping them in its cloak of warmth. His own heart started to ache as he saw his brother push hard into Kerry’s ass.

Kenny could feel his own penis stretch his underwear as he continued to watch the scene unfold in front of him. He felt jealous at first, and he wanted to reach out and hit Kerry, then suddenly he felt sad, wishing he had someone who would lay down for him like Kerry was doing for Mike, then he felt happy that at least Mike had someone who was there for him, who loved him for him, and it was like a dark fog lifting. Suddenly he could see, and what he saw made him feel warm all over.

Kenny sat upright, watching the two bodies shake and tremble. As he watched, tears came flooding down his cheeks, and he cried softly as his brother’s body jerked and twitched as it came deep inside Kerry’s own quivering body.

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