Chapter 38

Chapter 38

Gently Billy moved the dark lock of hair off the sleeping face next to him. He stared down, watching the nostrils flare. With a gentle touch, he ran his hand down the soft fleshy cheek, feeling a thrill go through his body, knowing that he was deeply in love with the young man who was lying next to him. God, he was one very lucky guy, to have been given such a chance to experience and find true love and he was only 16 years old. When he and Mike would celebrate their 50th anniversary, they would only be 66, and he smiled, wondering what kind of surprise Mike would have for him then.

Slowly he moved his hand lightly down the cheek, feeling each muscle within, feeling each tiny facial hair, each crevice in the young milky flesh as he stared at the one person who made him feel whole, made him feel alive. Billy was still amazed at how much Mike meant to him, and he still shivered each time he looked at him, stunned that he had been allowed the privilege of being with someone so warm, so kind, so loving. As always, he also wondered how long it would last, praying in his own way that it would never end and feeling deep down inside, that even death would not separate them from each other.

“You worry too much”

“Yeah I know, did I wake you?”

“I guess, but it’s a nice way to wake up, your touch is nice”

Mike turned a little so he could gaze back at Billy’s soft face. He loved opening his eyes and seeing him there, specially the blue eyes when they were sparkling or the way his mouth pouted a little when he was sleeping, gently letting the air out as he breathed. It was kind of a turn on for him too, and he already knew that his dick was hard, but then it always got that way when Billy was touching him.

Seeing Mike’s dark eyelashes flutter had made his groin start to throb and ache and his heart skipped a beat or two as he watched for those few seconds when Mike was crossing from sleep into wakefulness. It always made him so warm and fuzzy, to watch the way his lover would wake up, the slight twitch in the nose, the eyelashes starting to flutter, the lips opening a little and his cheeks sort of shaking a little as the young almost 17 year olds body rose from its slumber.

Billy rested on his elbow while his other hand now rested firmly on top of Mike’s chest. He could feel the heart beating inside, he could feel each breath that Mike took and all of it made him feel so weak that he thought he would pass out. It was as if Mike held this immense power over his body, and that when it wakened, it was such an energy rush that it drained him of all power and reason. All he could think of for a few seconds was to reach down and hold the throbbing cock that was now poking up from the bed sheet, making it a tent.

“I don’t know which is more fun, waking up or going to sleep”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, when I wake up I feel all giddy, cause I have a whole day to spend enjoying being with you, at night, I have a whole night of fresh new memories to enjoy, so I don’t know which is more fun, morning or night”

“God, you are horny again”

“Yeah that too, and you aren’t?”

“Of course I am, I am almost 17 you know”

“Yes Michael I know, and yes I know, the Ferrari at the dealership is nice but you prefer a red one, I know already, you have given me so many hints that I could fill a damn scrapbook”

“Well, if you are sure you have it down, I just would hate for you to get all upset and worried in not knowing what to get me for my Birthday”

“Yeah well, maybe I’ll just give you a hard dick up your tight little ass instead”

“oooh baby, now you are talking super birthday gifts, so whose dick did you have in mind? Brad Pitt’s? I know, how about Leonardo Di Caprio? I mean at least he’s got money and could satisfy me with more than just his dick”

Billy rolled his hand up and slapped Mike’s flat stomach. The sound echoed loudly in the quiet room and they both looked at each other, wondering if the sound had travelled beyond their sanctuary. The sting of the slap was starting to show and Mike’s tummy had a nice red hue to it, against this golden tanned body and he turned to rest on his own side, to look at Billy’s blond head and he smiled, knowing just how much love he had for him.

The tingling of his belly made him reach out and grab hold of Billy’s hand, and he pulled it forward, forcing it around and behind his own back. At the same time, it made Billy fall forward, so his body would rest closer to his own body. The motion made Billy’s face come closer to and Mike reached out with his own face, his lips brushed Billy’s lightly and he felt the surge of electrical energy flow through his whole body, making all of him tingle now instead of just his slapped belly.

“Don’t kiss me, you are a pig”

“Yep, I am that and I will kiss you anyway, so there”

“Okay but I am not going to enjoy it”

“Yeah right”

“Nope, you wouldn’t like Leo anyway, he’s not a true blond”

“Oh? And just how the fuck would you know”

“I know, besides he isn’t into sports”

“Hmm, that’s true but still…”

“You just like his bedroom eyes, come on admit it, that’s what you prefer”

“Haha, bedroom eyes, no, not really, I prefer your eyes”

“Mine? Why?”

“Cause they are loving eyes”

Mike reached out and with a gentle touch; he kissed each eye of Billy and moved his hand up and down the heaving chest of his lover. He could tell that Billy was excited, but then they both always were it seemed, even now. Billy was right though, he did like Leo’s eyes but only that they proved how much warmer and enticing Billy’s were. There just wasn’t anyone else around who could make him feel so alive and so wanted as Billy and his hand started to slowly circle the soft belly of Billy. He could feel the muscles rippling to his touch, feel his lover start to breath rapidly as his hand moved in an increasingly wider circle, now his fingers gently brushing past the top of Billy’s pubic hairs.

“The door”

“What about it?”

“We have to lock it”

“God you are blond, I did that when we went to bed”

“Huh? You did? But…”

“What, you think I am stupid, I know exactly how you like to wake up, no way I am taking a chance on anyone walking in on us, not the two oldsters or the young uns, so shut up and kiss me and let’s really see who is awake and who isn’t”

With the last of his words still fresh in the air, Mike’s hand shot down and his long thin fingers grasped at the thick throbbing pole that was sticking up from his lover’s groin. He could feel the heat and the touch of his hand made the pole jerk and twist a little, and he knew that a slow steady stream of warm white pre cum was now making its way down the slender hot pole towards his hand. He could feel the excitement building inside of himself, as his chest started to ache and he struggled for more air.

The sudden touch of Mike’s hand around his cock send a wave of pleasure through his body and he moaned a little, and then he bent forward to kiss the hot boy in front. His lips crushed into the cheeks, and his tongue stuck out a little, to rub its own raspy surface against the peach fuzz that passed for facial hair in the young wiry athlete. He loved to taste his man and he began to lick at the face, his tongue catching the corner of Mike’s mouth and he could feel his body growing more awake with each touch, each flick of his tongue. His chest ached and his legs quivered a little as he moved them closer, feeling the radiant heat coming from Mike’s muscled body.

Mike tossed his head back as Billy’s face crushed into him, and his tongue began to lick at his face. He moved his head, to force the tongue to reach down more, to coat his soft golden flesh with its saliva and he shuddered as he felt the wetness growing under his chin, and he could smell the soft scent of Billy’s shampoo and he groaned softly, just under his breath, just loud enough to let Billy feel it and hear it.

The sound of Mike’s voice strangled into a soft gurgle was like a wake up call to Billy’s hands and they began to roam across the backside of the young man. They gently prodded the soft flesh, feeling it give to his touch and he could feel the strong developing muscles tighten as his fingers passed over the sinewy fibres. His body began to shake and he slithered in closer, forcing Mike’s hand to rest firmly in his groin. The knuckles were pressing inwards while his fingers held tightly to his throbbing cock. Billy could feel his balls swaying a little as he swung one leg up and over Mike’s leg, the heat coming up between them and he sighed, feeling like he was coming home instead of just waking up.

Mike felt a tingle in his toes and he found them stretching outwards as Billy’s leg came to rest on top of both of his legs. He could feel Billy’s hand moving downwards to search for his buttocks and his own one hand was firmly holding onto the shaking penis. His own cock was forced to rest under Billy’s and the dripping head was pressed upwards, its hot milky pre cum oozing outwards against the underside of Billy’s full balls. He could feel them shake each time they moved over his cock head and coated themselves with his early morning milk.

Billy’s head now nestled firmly under Mike’s chin and he kissed the hollow of the neck several times, tasting the warm flesh and each time he did, he felt his groin shake and shiver. His hands were busy holding onto the firm buttocks; the warm flesh gently being prodded by his own long thin tapered fingers. The feeling of flesh moving apart, to let him in, was intoxicating and he started to moan softly, his sounds being absorbed by the warm skin of Mike’s upper torso.

His body trembled as it felt the soft moans of Billy pass through the thin flesh that separated them, and found its way inside to roar through his veins, growing in volume as it searched for Mike’s soul. As each moan passed inwards, the fire in his belly grew hotter and his soul began to flicker and shimmer, as the desire grew even more intense. His heart was now beating faster, his breathing even more shallow as he moved his body in closer, his hand now stroking the hot cock of his lover.

Billy’s hands now rested on either side of his buttocks, each hand filled with the soft flesh of one cheek, every finger gently pushing inwards and spread out to cover as much of the warm flesh as possible. Mike could feel the desire in those fingers, feel the urgent need for them to reach inside and hold him and he found his own hands now reaching out and across. The hot throbbing cock of Billy lay firmly wedged up against his taut stomach and his own cock was pushing upwards at it. His two hands reached around to the waist and with surprising speed and strength, he lifted Billy upwards while twisting his own body so it no longer was on one side, but rested fully on his back.

As he moved Billy upwards, and turned his body, his eyes locked with those of Billy’s pulsing orbs and they started to smoulder as the two souls suddenly sprang forwards, to reach out and snare the other and hold onto it. Mike’s body was aching too much, and he knew that Billy’s was just as anxious as he felt the weight of Billy rise up and off his body.

With his body turning, he found Billy’s legs being pulled up, one leg on either side of his own, and his own legs came closer together, his hard throbbing penis now standing straight up in the air, only an inch or so from the firm cheeks of his lover. His hands held tightly, the fingers digging into the bony hips of Billy’s body and Mike could feel Billy raise his chest upwards, forcing his upper body away from Mike’s sweating chest.

Mike’s arms extended upwards, pushing the young 158 pound boy upwards, only the knees of his legs and the flat of his hands now touching Mike’s body. He could feel the air rushing between them and he also could feel a sort of disappointment rush through his body, as if it had suddenly lost something. The cry inside of him was growing as he held Billy up, his body poised over his own groin and he smiled into the blue eyes, and was rewarded by an answering grin.

The sudden feeling of being alone passed as his soul realized what was happening and let the rest of him know. His heart now beat even faster, knowing that the time was coming for its transformation. His legs straightened out, the muscles all coiled and firm and as his eyes smoked with his passion, he brought the thin waist and lower body down towards his arching upwards crotch.

He felt the sudden press of heat and power between his buttocks and like a hot steel poker running through butter, Mike’s hot throbbing cock spread apart Billy’s cheeks and pressed straight upwards into the soft pink hole. The cock head hesitated for a brief second then pushed ahead, spreading apart the tiny pink hole, sundering the objections of the tight muscles and with its assault, Billy let out a loud primal scream and then his whole body started to quiver as gravity took over, adding to the fantastic speed of travel for Mike’s dripping penis.

In less than a second, Mike had fully impaled Billy on his throbbing penis. He could feel the body as it shook under the penetration and he could sense the impending explosion of not just his own body but of Billy’s as well. The smoke cleared briefly from his eyes and he saw Billy sitting on his groin, his hands resting on his shoulder and his legs now firmly gripping Mike’s hips. It was as it should be, and his heart began the wild dance of racing forward, stopping, racing forward, twisting and turning and then racing forward again. His poor chest felt battered and bruised as it struggled to keep his heart within the rib cage.

His 7-inch cock was firmly lodged up into Billy’s love chute and he could feel the insides as they spread apart to let his cock pass inwards. The soft velvet lining that coated Billy’s canal wrapped around his hot pole and he felt the softness as well as the heat as Billy’s blood was reaching boiling point. Mike’s own blood was starting to drain from his extremities and rush to fill his throbbing penis. His balls ached and he could feel Billy’s balls up against his pubic hairs, the hard leathery sacs rubbing against the sensitive skin of his crotch, making him twist his hips a little, and all of this while his eyes smouldered with his passion.

Billy’s hands rested firmly on Mike’s shoulders as he stared down for a brief second. His body felt like it was about to explode into a thousand pieces as he felt the hot blood of his lover flowing within the thick throbbing cock that was buried deep inside of him. He moaned with the joy he was feeling, forgetting that there was anyone else in the house, his body no longer his to command, it merely becoming an extension of the love he felt for Mike. Nothing else mattered as he started to sway from side to side, his hips clenching Mike’s hard penis even tighter, willing it to stay inside of him forever.

Like the rise in a drum solo, the beat started slowly as his cheeks came down onto Mike’s groin, then as it rose up in crescendo, the beat rising faster, the sounds now echoed loudly and came faster as flesh pounded into flesh, the urgency of their passion driving their hearts to beat faster, forcing their blood to rush quicker to the gorged pole deep inside of Billy. Each thrust, each jerk, each sway, brought a moan from one of them as the power of their love grew beyond their physical bodies.

Mike’s head was swimming in a pool of sweat as his heart raced faster with each upwards thrust of his hips, with each inward push of his hard throbbing cock he felt himself come to the brink of unconsciousness, his mind unable to focus or think. His limbs grew numb as his body flayed away, feeling the power of their love wrapping them both up in its warm embrace. The sweat poured from him as he struggled with just breathing. His eyes were clenched shut and yet he could see Billy’s face constricted in obvious pleasure, his eyes sparkling with each inward thrust of his cock and he could also see the love pouring from his whole body. The deep blue glow embraced them both and Mike started to tremble now, his balls hard and in pure agony as they began to release his milk, his seed so that it would flow deep within the object of his desire, the true extension of his heart, Billy.

His whole body felt like it was about to burst; the way his flesh was burning, he knew it was only a few seconds before he would simply explode. His groin was on fire, a raging inferno burned there as it did inside his body. He could feel the cock swelling up, the head rearing back as it was about to explode and he tossed his head to one side, then backwards, then he slowly let it fall forward, his eyes briefly opening to gaze down into Mike’s face. He saw the dark eyelashes flutter and he could see each tiny river of sweat as it flowed around his face, and he felt nothing but love for the man beneath him, nothing but joy in the feeling now buried deep inside of him and he sat backwards even more, willing the huge throbbing organ to fill even more of his insides.

Billy’s whole body trembled as he could feel the cum travelling along Mike’s penis, making its way forwards to shortly fill his insides with its warmth. He quivered, hoping his own cock would join in the coming pleasure, and as he opened his eyes one last time, he felt Mike’s hand grip his hard jerking penis, and he knew that he would cum with his lover. His milk would soon help cool Mike’s burning body with its love just as Mike’s would help feed his soul with its joy and promise of even more to come in the future. Nothing else mattered to him, as long as he knew that Mike would be there and as he struggled for air, he knew that he would never know anyone else that from now until forever, Mike would be the one.

His body shook and jerked with each hot splash of Billy’s cum against him. His eyes fluttered, and his tongue was sticking out, licking his lips and reaching for those first few splashes of his man’s love juice. They pounded his skin, making him tremble with joy and groan in ecstasy. Before each jolt of his body, he could feel his own throbbing cock jerking and shooting his seed inwards, filling the tight opening of his lover with his milk and as his cum poured out, he could feel it grow and it felt like it was coming right back out to hit him in the face first, then his chin and neck, then slowly it dribbled down onto his belly where it dried.

Mike’s body collapsed and he felt the sudden sagging weight on his chest as Billy’s body slowly sank downwards, resting on his and he could feel the two hearts beating as one single heart, their loud noise only surpassed by the loud shallow gasps for air coming from them both. The room still reverberated to their cries of passion, when in that one moment; they were no longer two young teenagers but one shining orb of love, that shone brighter than any star in the heavens or burned hotter than any sun in the universe.

Finally Billy was able to catch his breath and he had a wide grin on his face, one that matched Mike’s inch for inch. Carefully he rolled off the still heaving chest of his lover and managed to stand up next to the bed. He reached out with one hand to help Mike up out of the bed and then Billy led him to the bathroom. With an expert twist, the shower was running and he stepped inside, to bring Mike in with him and he stood there, staring into the dark green eyes, feeling the love still burning hotly inside and his groin still stirred, still not satisfied and yet It was always this way, he always needed and wanted more of Mike, and he knew Mike felt the same.

Carefully, without dropping his gaze, he grabbed a washcloth and then managed to pump some body shampoo on it. With amazing gentleness, he proceeded to carefully wash his lover’s body, feeling each muscle as it shuddered to his light touch. The steamy hot water adding to the sensitivity as he felt its tingly needles on his side, the water running between the small space that was left between the two young men. Mike’s hot morning breath gently rested on his neck as he continued to clean his lover up, feeling the spray move in different directions with each puff of air from Mike’s lips.

Every few seconds he would find Mike’s hand on his, and he would look up, to stare into Mike’s face, and then would close his own blue eyes as he felt Mike’s warm mouth on his, the lips pressing lightly against his own and then slowly his hand would be released and he would continue. It took him a long time to fully soap and wipe Mike and then he just stood there, waiting for Mike.

The touch of Billy’s hands all over his body made him groan a little more, and he just closed his eyes, letting the hot spray of the shower soak into his pores, his nerves screaming in pleasure to the soft gentle touch of Billy’s hands. He would stop him, when it became too intense for his heart, and he would reach out and kiss that beautiful blond face, feeling the power inside, feeling the passion that existed deep in Billy’s soul, and knowing, that passion was for him and him alone.

The idea of being with Billy forever was not new to him, but each day it seemed to grow stronger and more potent. Each shower, each touch, each cuddle, always brought to his mind how lucky he was to have found a partner for life and all his doubts about the future would vanish and disappear. His heart would grow strong and sing in joy as his soul would plan their future, one time it would be a party where they were celebrating their 60 anniversary, another it would be celebrating some success or other of Billy, but whatever it was, it was always them, never just one, always it was both, together forever.

Mike reached out and with a firm grip took the washcloth from Billy’s hand and he brought it up to Billy’s face, to let him sniff it and then he reached out and dropped it to the swirling water in the shower stall. He moved in closer, knowing that his scent had made Billy hard once again. It was amazing to him, even now, how loving Billy was and how much just being next to him turned him on. He felt like he could conquer the world as long as Billy was there beside him.

“God I hate school Billy”

“Yeah? But…”

“I just wish we could spend every second like this, together, never apart, nothing between us but air, and only for a second”

“Yeah, I know what you mean, I hate school too, and now we, shit”

“Yeah, but we’ll figure a way, I will explode if we don’t, I just can’t get enough of this, do you think we are sick or something? I mean we seem to want each other so much, maybe we are freaks?”

“Speak for yourself, future Circus Sideshow Star”

“Funny, like you won’t be right there next to me on the stage”

“Uh huh, I can see it now, the Billy & Mike Siamese lovers…. God, do you think there ever was a Siamese pair joined at the dick?”

“Shit and he calls me weird… fuck only you would think of that”

“Yeah, but think of it, if we were born as twins, your dick joined to my butt, now that would be rather interesting”

“Oh shit… you are sick, now come here, I want you”

“Hehe, you better want me, or else”

“Yeah? Or else what?”

Billy laughed, as he knew that Mike was planning something, he usually did and while he never really thought about it, it was kind of nice to know that Mike was always thinking of him, just as he constantly thought of Mike. God, maybe they were sick, but if they were, he hoped they would never get well, because this was just way too much fun. Billy leaned forward and gave Mike a hard kiss on the lips and he could feel Mike’s dick grind up and inwards, almost fully erect once more and he smiled, wondering if they had time for another special session but he knew they didn’t.

They dried themselves off quickly, knowing that any more close contact and they would not just be late for breakfast, but most likely for school and have a lot of explaining to do to the oldsters. It was fun though, the way they would both stop for a second, smile at each other, especially when they were drying off their groins. It was amazing how much they could sense the other. Billy just knew when Mike was touching himself, and he would glance over to admire the work. He loved the way Mike would cradle it, and then pull the towel out from his body and somehow, whenever Mike was doing that, it was always aimed straight at Billy.

Just as Billy pulled his jeans on, their bedroom door echoed to the loud bang of an adult sized fist and they knew they had taken too long. Mike smiled at Billy as he finished tying up his runner’s and Billy could feel his heart do a flip at the smile.

“WHAT?”

“Billy, open this door”

“Okay… what is it Dad?”

“I am taking Keith and Tommy to school, can one of you swing by around 3 and pick them up?”

“Sure, no problem”

“Okay, uh, boys we need to talk later…”

“Okay, after dinner?”

“Uh, no, call me at the office when you get home, we are all going to have to make some adjustments with the boys living here”

“We know Dad, its no problem…”

“Well, it might become one son, you two aren’t exactly the quietest in the morning, or the evening for that matter… it was okay when it was just Chris and myself, but, well, it is rather hard to explain to two inquisitive 13 year olds why the older boys are screaming at 7am”

“Ooops, did they hear us this morning?”

“No William, it was the Mexican Government lodging an official protest at the excessive noise that had them questioning us… Yes, we all heard you”

“I am sorry Dad, we’ll be quiet, honest”

“Yes, well Mike, if I may, I would suggest that maybe you fill his mouth as well as his butt”

As he said it, he patted Billy on the back and left the room, leaving Billy spluttering and Mike grinning like a banshee. Damn it, why didn’t he think of that before he thought as he threw a pillow at Billy and raced out the door towards the stairs and the kitchen.

Billy was not far behind as Mike came running into the kitchen. Keith and Tommy were standing by the door, waiting for Seth to finish his coffee and Chris was still sitting at the table, the paper spread out in front of him. Mike stopped and smiled and greeted everyone. As he went to fix himself his morning drink, he looked at how cozy everything was. This was what a family meant, the daddy ready to take the young kids to school, the mommy sitting clipping coupons out and the older boys rushing to leave. A small tear welled up in his eye, wondering if his family had ever been this way, and also, wondering if he would ever have a family like this too, with kids and Billy sitting at the table clipping the coupons.

“Who won Mike?” Keith asked from the door and just as he finished, Tommy gave him a nudge in the ribs. “Sorry, didn’t mean to be nosy”

“Won? Uh…”

“uh, yeah Mike, who won your morning cold water fight?” Chris piped up from the table, his eyes showing his fear more than the treble in his voice did.

“Oh, no one really, it’s a toss up, sorry if we were too loud guys, but… uh, well, uh, cold water is cold”

Seth prevented the need for any more lame answers as he collected the two young boys and headed towards the car. Just as they were about to leave, Tommy turned back to look at him, and he could see his eyes, as they stared at him and then he saw Tommy smile a little, like he had a secret or had just figured out a major problem that had been plaguing him.

“Thanks Chris…”

“Yeah thanks Chris, sorry about all the noise”

“Yeah, I know… I am sorry for all this guys, I really am, I just don’t know what to do, I guess we are going to have to think of something, I don’t want to interfere in your love lives”

“It’s okay Chris, we’ll work it out, besides Seth told me how to shut Billy up”

“Oh and like you didn’t know how before?”

“Well, yeah”

“Yeah, but…”

“But nothing, and you watch it, or maybe I won’t show you at lunch just exactly how I am going to keep you quiet”

“Oh? Lunch? Cool, at last I get a decent lunch”

“Pig”

“Yep”

Chris watched as they traded comments back and forth, all the time eating and drinking and yet not once did their eyes leave the other’s face. It really was something to watch, and he could feel a strange desire growing inside of him, a sort of wistfulness, like it was how he wanted it to be between him and Seth. Oh, he knew they had a good rapport, but it wasn’t as deep as Billy and Mike seemed to be, or at least it hadn’t gotten that deep yet.

As the two boys cleared up their breakfast plates, and began to get ready for a mad dash to the trucks, he wondered if he would ever have the ability to simply trust in Seth as Mike did in Billy. It really was wonderful to watch, but it also brought up many doubts and questions. Looking at how open they were with each other, how trusting they were of each other and of course, of how totally in sync they seemed to be with the other. Would this be his future with Seth? Could they find a way to drop all the pretence, all the adult facades that had taken them so long to build up?

“One of you going to pick up Keith and Tommy later?”

“Yep, Dad already mentioned it…uh Chris?”

“Yes Billy?”

“We’ll work it out, don’t worry about it, and, well, for what it is worth, Mike and I kind of like the idea of having two new young brothers around”

Chris didn’t know what to say as he watched the two of them leave the house. It felt like they could sense his fears and doubts. He had been right when he told Seth that those two scared him at times. He picked up the paper and wondered how they would manage, the house was well built but it wasn’t sound proof, which was for sure. A small smile curled around his lips as he recalled how they had been so careful to be quiet themselves, even to the point where Seth had reached for and stuffed a pillow in his mouth earlier in the morning. It was hilarious actually, seeing this big strong man biting into a pillow, desperate not to let out a scream.

He could feel a sense of lightness around the ache in his heart, because at the moment, he couldn’t see any choice but for him to find a place where he could live with Keith and Tommy. It seemed like they were a matched pair and he wondered just what was the story there. He also was worried about Barbara and what she was going to do as well. Maybe the worse thing was the waiting but he had faith in Seth’s abilities and knew that in the end it would work out, the question for him really was, would the end mean an end to him and Seth?

Tommy sat on the rock fence, waiting for Keith and he wondered why Keith was always the last one to get here, to their meeting place. The last school bell had rung several minutes earlier and either Mike or Billy would be here to pick them up and he wanted to talk with Keith first. They really hadn’t had much of a chance to talk since Keith’s mom had burst in on them. God, he had never heard anyone scream so much as she did when she saw they were naked.

He felt bad, and he could see how hurt Keith was by her words, and yet he couldn’t do anything about it, and that really hurt him. It was weird actually, how he and Keith could just read each other’s minds at times, sort of like maybe there was more between them, like maybe long lost brothers of something like that. It was possible he supposed, I mean his mom did call him a bastard and according to the dictionary, it meant a kid borne out of a marriage, but he just didn’t think his Dad was Mrs Jenkins type. God, that would be something though, to think that his real mom was Keith’s mom, but that wasn’t good either, cause then Keith’s dad would feel the same way about him as his mom did.

His first instincts had been to run and hide, or maybe he and Keith could grab some stuff and just take off, where to he hadn’t a clue. The trouble was that Keith really was starting to relax, to enjoy all the new things having his father back in his life was bringing him, so he couldn’t really suggest that they run away, at least not until they found out what Mr Jenkins would do about their special game.

Billy and Mike hadn’t seemed all that weirded out by it when they found out, so he really didn’t understand why Keith’s mom went ballistic, but he guessed it was because she was a woman. He never could figure that out, why women seemed to not like to talk about sex stuff. Guess it was cause they didn’t have the same equipment so they felt bad, or something like that.

Thinking about Billy and Mike he felt a bit sad. Keith was lucky cause he would get to live with them, which was okay, maybe they would even let him hang around still, but he doubted if it would last long. The important thing was that Keith would be happy, and that sort of made up for his sadness. He just wished he could be there too, cause when he wasn’t with Keith he felt kind of like, well, like he was all alone in the world, which was really not fun. He couldn’t explain it, and he wished he could find someone to talk to, he had tried once with his dad, but his dad could hardly stand to look at him let alone talk to him.

It wasn’t like his dad hated him or anything, even his step mom didn’t hate him, it was just that he reminded them of bad stuff, maybe cause he was bad, he just didn’t know. What he did know was that it was really fun to be around Mike and Billy, especially when they would play fight. Thinking of that, he wondered just what were they really doing this morning, cause it sure didn’t sound like any water fight he had ever been in, and besides, when they had gone down for breakfast they could hear the moans, and they sounded just like the one’s he made when Keith would pull his dick, just before he would shoot all that white stuff. Maybe Billy and Mike did that too? They did say they had before, maybe they still did?

“You are thinking again”

“Huh? Oh yeah… what took you so long, again?”

“Nothing, just usual stuff, so, what you thinking about?”

“Just stuff, like, I don’t know, stuff”

“Yeah… it is fun at dad’s isn’t it? I mean, you don’t hate it do you?”

“No, I think its pretty cool, but we really have to be good, well, I do anyways, its okay for you, its where your dad is, but if you get into trouble, I’ll most likely get the blame or be the one who has to leave”

“I won’t let that happen, honest Tommy, I’ll be good, besides, they won’t do that, I think Billy’s dad likes you, so does Billy and Mike”

“Yeah? Maybe, but you never know with grown ups man, they sure can turn on you quick”

“Don’t I know it, you okay though?”

“Uh huh, you?”

“Yeah, it was kind of freaky the way mom went ballistic, I thought dad would too but he sure was cool about it”

“I know, but he’s a guy, this is a guy thing I guess”

“Are we fags Tommy?”

“Huh? Shit, I don’t know, why? Someone say something? If they did…”

“No, cool down, just wondering, I mean… well you know Jason?”

“Jason? The tall blond guy who is always got some new trademark sport clothes? That Jason?”

“Yeah, he was telling some fag jokes… and well, I don’t know, are we ass pluggers? I mean, I don’t really think much about all the girls that the others talk about, and well, I do like what we do, so… I don’t know, kind of wondering is all”

“I don’t know, hell I am still trying to figure out what a ‘fornicature’ or whatever she called us is, never mind if we are something else, but I know what you mean, I don’t know, maybe we are just late starters… I mean you have to be, cause you are always so late for everything…”

“except for bed or fun”

“haha, yeah that’s true, I don’t know Keith, maybe we are, if we are though, we better not tell anyone, I don’t think they would think it was as cool as we do”

“Yeah, that sucks”

“I know”

“Do you think Billy and Mike are? Fags I mean”

“I dunno, I mean they did say they like doing what we do together, does that make them fags?”

“We could ask them”

“Yeah and get the shit kicked out of us, I mean I can hold my own but not against one of them, they are way too strong”

“You think they’d do that? Beat us up for asking?”

“I don’t know, I seen one guy take off and wallop another ‘cause he called him a fag, and they were friends before, too, so I don’t know”

“I like them, they are fun and they let us hang around too, they don’t seem to mind”

“I know, I do too, specially Mike, he’s way cool, Billy said he was the star player last year, I can’t wait to see him play”

“I know, Billy said its cause he has hands like a girl though”

“Yeah, I heard that, and I saw how Mike tossed him in the pool right after, I wouldn’t go saying stuff like that to anyone, specially around them”

“I won’t, shit, this is fucked, I mean watch this word, watch that one, why are older people so picky?”

“I don’t know, guess its something that happens when they get old, but it is fun to be at your place, so we really got be on our best behaviour, and well, I don’t know, maybe we should find a hiding place, where we can, you know, I mean I sure as hell don’t want another adult screaming like your mom did, besides, I think if I can’t come here, my folks will send me off to some boarding school or something”

“Maybe dad can fix it so you can stay with me?”

“Nah, I doubt it, besides it would be Seth’s call, and I don’t think they want another kid hanging around, I would only be in the way, which is why we really gotta be careful, besides its different for me, Chris is your dad and he lives there so they kind of have to let you be there, they don’t for me, I ain’t anyone’s kid, just a tag along”

“Come on Tommy, you know that really isn’t true”

“No I don’t”

“I think they like you, Billy and Mike do, so does Dad”

“For now, anyway, doesn’t really matter, its what my dad says that counts and she wants me to go, and he wants her, so I guess I am eventually going to be going, especially after this latest shit”

“I am sorry, I know I should have listened to you but I really wanted to do it, I don’t know, it is like, well sometimes I just can’t stand not doing it, you know?”

“Uh huh, oh… there is Mike’s truck, cool”

The drive back to the house was mainly silent, both Keith and Tommy kept quiet as if they were on their way to Sunday services or something. Mike couldn’t help but smile, wondering just what kind of mischief they were up to, but then again he felt a small tug at his heart, wondering if maybe they were scared. He stole several glances at the two boys as he drove, and he was sure that he caught them touching hands, sort of what he and Billy did on occasion, a sort of like signal, to let the other know that they weren’t alone.

As the truck pulled in, Mike could see Billy coming out of the front door and his smile grew wider as he gazed on the tall young man waiting at the door for him. A chuckle rose in his throat but he stifled it because he hadn’t a clue how he would answer any questions as to why he was laughing. It was just, well it looked like a scene he had dreamed about, where he is coming home form work, with the kids and there is the wife, standing at the door. Only problem was, Billy wasn’t wearing the black lace apron or had flour on his face and in his hair. Other than that though, it did look pretty close and he loved the feeling it gave him deep inside.

The two boys saw Billy standing there and they looked at each other, wondering if they were already in trouble but then they saw the big smile on his face and felt better. Tommy glanced over at Mike and saw he had a huge grin on his face and as his eyes travelled downwards, he could see that Mike’s chest was heaving a bit like his breathing was getting hard. He couldn’t help it, his eyes went down a little to check out Mike’s groin and he was surprised as he saw the jeans nicely tented, as if Mike’s penis was trying to poke out. Damn, he looked so big down there, and he started to wonder, could Mike and Billy be doing what he and Keith did? Maybe Keith was right, maybe they were fags, but if they were, why didn’t they tell them?

With quick ‘hello’s’ the two young boys went racing past Billy and up the stairs to their bedroom. Billy watched them clamber up the stairs feeling like his brood had just returned. He had asked them how school was and got a ‘great’ while the two were starting up the stairs. He couldn’t understand it, but it was like his dream, Mike bringing home their boys, both of them full of life and energy and he getting dinner ready. Billy turned his eyes back to the door, and there in front of him was his man, his Mike, and he could tell that Mike had been thinking along the same lines as he had. God, it was absolutely amazing to be so in love, he was one lucky bastard.

“They look happy”

“Yeah, but they are scared shitless I think, and horny”

“Mike… how can you say that? Christ they are only 13″

“Yeah, and I remember how damn horny you made me feel back when we were 13, shit I must of jerked off 4 or 5 times each day, especially after seeing you or talking to you”

“What, only 4 or 5 times? Man, and here I thought you lusted after me”

“Hehe, I did, and I do”

With that, Mike reached out and brought Billy close to him and kissed him fully on the lips. While his lips pressed up against Billy’s mouth, his one hand reached around to cup the smooth fleshy cheeks, the other reached between his pressing groin and Billy’s to push up and cup the warm hot crotch. God, it felt so good to just be this close, to breath deeply and smell that sweet wonderful scent that was his man, his Billy.

“Stop it Mike, what if they come down?”

“No way, they have the door closed and I bet are already naked and rubbing”

“Pig, and I don’t know”

“Trust me, they are”

“How the hell do you know?”

“I can tell, they had the look”

“the look?”

“Uh huh, you know the look, like what you get just before we get home, and you have your hand on the door handle so you can try to be first up the stairs into the bedroom, that look”

“Oh come on, they are only 13″

“Yeah? So what, besides I am sure Tommy was checking me out”

“Get out of here”

“I am serious, I am sure he was, and I could see too, the closer we got home, the more they tried to touch each other’s hands, and well, not sure, but I think they were hard, it is difficult to tell at their age… besides those pants are way too baggy, better get Chris to get them some decent stuff”

“You pig… what the hell you doing checking them out?”

“Hey, I was just seeing if they were or not, I have this feeling that this place has gotten to them, not all the way yet, but it will”

“This place?”

“Yep, the ‘Citadel of Love’, the place where my sweet lover lives and has taken me in to wantonly ravage my poor jock body”

“You romantic… damn, we have to be careful Mike”

“I know, that’s why I put some orange juice in a cooler and dropped it off at our place, so come on… we got time”

“We can’t, DAMN!”

“Why not? We have time before dinner, I mean dad and Chris won’t be home till just after 6…”

“No, Chris will be home at 5 and dad said he’d try for half past… Chris doesn’t know yet, but Dad talked with the lawyer for Barbara, and he talked with Tommy’s dad too”

“Shit, really? So, what’s the score? Chris going to get to keep Keith?”

“Yeah, looks that way, Dad says he has to get Chris to sign some papers and then they have to go before a judge Friday, but yeah, looks like Chris gets to keep Keith”

“Hey, that is so cool, he is going to be on cloud nine… you making something special for dinner?”

“Yep, making ribs with taters and stuff”

“Cool, and for dessert?”

“What else? Strawberries and whipped cream… oh and I put a can of whipped cream and a bowl in their bedroom… God, you should smell it, I thought our room was bad, but man what a reek of cum, didn’t think the old guys had that much in them, hehe”

“Hehe, guess they were saving it, don’t know how though, I mean I am really hurting here, and I don’t mean figuratively either”

“Yeah me too, how we going to manage Mike?”

“I don’t know, we will though, hey, what about Tommy? What did his dad say?”

“Oh, that’s maybe not so good, he said he was going to send Tommy to some damn boarding school, but Dad got him to hold off for a bit, at least until he can discuss it with all of us, so I don’t know… Keith will really be torn up if Tommy is sent away”

“No kidding, sort of like how I felt when my folks yanked me away from you”

“Yeah right, you just want to score points so I’ll give it to you later”

“No, I know I’ll get it later, was kind of hoping for now though”

“Pig, that is all you are Michael Shepard, a pig, and God do I love that about you”

This time Billy reached across and pulled Mike into his body. He could smell that scent of stale sweat and special aroma that made up Mike. He breathed deeply as his lips crushed into Mike’s mouth. He felt his tongue dart outwards, spreading open Mike’s astonished mouth and he could taste the warm wetness of his man. He reached across, his hands digging into the warm flesh of Mike’s buttocks, and his fingers dug in deep, desperate to reach through and feel Mike’s body. Visions of Mike moaning, of his head tossing from side to side, his mouth open slightly as he struggled for air, his legs quivering, all flashed before him in an instant and his own cock jerked hard deep in his jeans. He could feel it ache and knew that Mike ached as much as he did. He wanted him so badly that for a second, he contemplated throwing caution to the wind and taking Mike right there, but he knew better.

The two 16 year olds broke apart, both of them huffing a little, both of them feeling the need to do more than just stare but also knowing that it would have to be later, even though every fibre of their being was screaming for them to toss their clothes off and to ravage each other’s young firm bodies. Billy could feel the hard pressure against his thigh, knowing it was Mike’s hard cock pressing, and he also knew that his own cock was doing the same to Mike. God it was so hard, and felt so damn good, he wished he could just drop to his knees and swallow it whole now, or better yet, turn around and spread his cheeks. Just that thought alone brought a tear of expectation to his eyes, a soft sensual lick of his lips, and worse, a deep throbbing ache in his rectum. Having a little brother was going to be fun, but man it was also going to be damn hard.

“Remember this for later Jock Boy”

“Hey, I am not the blond in the family, dearie… hehe”

“Oh are you going to pay for that, come on we better go acquaint the new members with the house rules before Chris gets here”

“Hehe, you really are getting into this big brother thing aren’t you? Or you just practising for when I give you kids?”

“Haha, listen to you, and yeah I am kind of enjoying this, I always wanted a little brother, and hey… maybe it’ll be me who gives you kids? Ever think of that?”

“Yeah, I have, and you know what, I’d love ‘em the same, now come on, let’s get this big brother stuff done, I got homework to finish not to mention a lovely piece of blond ass to lick and play with after”

“God, is that all you ever think about? Licking my damn ass?”

“Hehe, well if it is damned, it sure does taste sweet… like you don’t?”

“Okay, you win, shit, you keep talking like this and either Chris will come home and find us doing it on the stairs or the kids will be huddling under their bed wondering who is making all those wild screams and groans”

“Hehe, well at least they weren’t here when your dad did Chris in the hallway, hehe, man that was wild”

Billy just smiled, remembering the night and as he watched Mike head upstairs, he stared at his behind, thinking of just how sweet it tasted and how much he wished he could just reach up and pull those tight blue jeans down and stick his tongue between the warm fleshy cheeks. Damn that Mike, he was right, he did think about it all the time, and maybe he shouldn’t, especially now with two new members of the family joining. He would have to figure out a way so he and Mike could be alone, and shit, what was going to happen for Mike’s birthday? He had that all planned for the house, but no way could he do what he had in mind, not with Tommy and Keith around.

“Hey you guys okay in there?”

“Yes”

“Okay, well look, you two come into my room, Mike and I need to talk to you both, so whatever you are doing, hurry it up and come over, okay?”

“Okay”

Billy and Mike were sitting on the bed, waiting for Keith and Tommy and it was one of the hardest things he had to ever do. Billy could feel the ache growing inside of him, feeling his desire and need for Mike’s love growing with each passing second and for an instant, a flash of annoyance at Keith and Tommy flared across his thoughts. It wasn’t fair to blame them, and he knew that but damn he ached so badly and needed Mike so much, he had no idea how he could survive a second longer without Mike’s hot breath on his face, his sizzling body burning into his own trembling flesh.

[Keith] [Tommy] [Billy] [Mike]
Can we come in? We do something wrong? Sure Keith, come on in and grab a seat No, course not
Cool, so, you wanted to talk to us? House rules? Okay, but we’ll do whatever you guys say, honest, we will Uh, yeah, I guess now that you guys are going to be staying here, there are a couple of house rules we should talk about Hey, no sweat Tommy, we know that, we just wanted to let you know about the rules, thought it’d be easier than having Chris or Dad tell you
That’s okay Mike, we really like it here Billy glanced over at Mike, and he could see the ‘I told you’ smirk on his face. He was right, they were scared Yeah it is a cool place to live, I am really happy here, and I know you’ll have fun so don’t get all hyped, okay?
Uh huh, we won’t. “Great, well the first rule you already know… haha, as if you will forget but to just be safe, when a bedroom door is close, no entry, knock first and wait till someone invites you in, okay?”
“Yeah, we know that one” “Boy do we” “Haha, see, I told you you would” “Hey, we all need to have a room where we can relax, right Tommy?”
“Yeah” “Cool, and the next rule is one Billy and I find helps too, which is that after school, homework first, then after its all done, we can do whatever we want, play video games, or whatever”
“Homework first?” “Yeah, and Mike and I will be here to help you too, if you want that is” “Well Billy will, he’s the brain, man he’s helped me a lot, now I get good grades too”
“Really? You mean you guys will help us?” “For real?” “Yeah for real” “Sure, if you want us to”
“Why?” “Huh?”
“Tommy…” “Sorry, it is just, well you guys are so much older, why…” “Well, uh, gee Tommy, I guess cause that’s the way it is supposed to be” “Uh, what Billy means Tommy is that here, in this house, we look out for each other, so if one of us needs help, the other automatically helps out, okay?”
“Wow, you really do mean that?” “Sure we do, and if we can’t help I am sure Dad and Chris will, or even Taylor and Jeremy” “Absolutely guys”
“Your real big brother and his friend would help us?” “No way man” “Yes way man, honest, I mean you guys are a part of the family now” “Yep, just one big happy family of insane Californians, even the old guys are”
“Wow, you really mean both of us, Tommy too, are now part of your family?” “Keith…” “Yep that’s right Keith, it’s okay Tommy, he can ask whatever he wants” “Yeah, that’s the other thing, if you guys have any questions about stuff, you can ask either Billy or I”
“Other questions? Like, uh, what type?” “Keith!” “Keith, anything you want to ask, we might not have the answers, but you can ask anything” “That right, anything at all”
“Anything?” “Really?” “Yes” “For sure”
“Like, we can ask you, I don’t know, about sex?” “Keith will you shut up… he didn’t mean that” “Why not Tommy? There is nothing to hide, sure you can ask us about sex or anything else” “You got a question about sex Keith?”
“Huh? Oh, uh, well… no, no not really” “You sure?”
“Yeah, I am sure” “Doesn’t sound like you are, how about it Tommy, you have any questions about sex you want to ask us?”
Keith nudged Tommy as he started to answer Mike “Me? Uh… no, …stop it Keith, no” “Sure? Cause we don’t mind” “That’s right, nothing we can’t handle”
“No, it’s okay, I don’t have any questions” “Okay, have it your way, but if you do, just let us know” “Yeah, just let us know”
“Okay, we will, promise” “Yeah” “Okay, well that’s it then, uh, you guys finish your homework yet?”
“No, not yet” “We don’t have that much tonight” “Well, I have to get dinner, Mike is going to finish his but if you need any help, just holler” “Yeah, I’ll be here”
“Okay, thanks” “Yeah thanks, come on Keith, let’s go do our work now, okay?” “Okay” “Fine”

Keith and Tommy bolted out the door like a cannon shot. Billy wasn’t sure but he almost felt like they were relieved, as if they had been expecting to be yelled at or something. He also wasn’t too sure what Keith had on his mind, but for whatever reason, it looked like Tommy didn’t think they should talk about it yet. God, it was weird really, to think that they had two new younger brothers and that they were scared. He could relate to that, remembering earlier times when this house wasn’t the happy, loving, laughing place it had become. Billy turned to Mike, as he thought just how much he owed him, for bringing back the love to this old place.

Mike could see the wheels turning and he knew exactly what Billy was thinking about. He had sensed the fear too, and he knew how that would dredge up old memories for his lover. Carefully, noticing how the bedroom door wasn’t fully closed or the door across the hall, he shifted his position to move his body closer to Billy’s. He reached out with one hand, to rest it lightly on top of Billy’s and he stared at him, waiting for Billy to turn and gaze into his eyes.

The touch of Mike’s hand on his was like a match to yearlong dry kindling. He could feel himself igniting and he knew that he was close to just reaching out and grabbing Mike’s gorgeous body and begin to paw it, till he had this strange ache in his body satisfied. He sort of smiled, knowing that he couldn’t do it, and the pain inside grew and so did the frustration.

“It’ll work out, we just need to find us a few secret spots, like maybe the apartment?”

“Huh? Hey, that’s a great idea Mike… I never thought of that, hey, I got one, maybe dad will let us move in there?”

“Uh, I doubt it, that’s supposed to be for Chris, but I suppose we could ask”

“Yeah I forgot about that… shit, is this as hard for you as it is for me?”

“Gee, I don’t know, I mean if it isn’t, then I sure have to do something about getting larger jeans”

Billy laughed as he looked down to see the jeans with a huge tent pole sticking up. The poor zipper area was stretched upwards and he could see the thin flap that covered the zipper open, showing bare metal and he knew that Mike was fully aroused. Well, at least he wasn’t the only one suffering.

“Well Jock Boy, you just keep that inside for now and I’ll look after it for you later tonight, if you are good”

“Oh? And when have I not been good?”

“Hmm, well, I don’t know… but I am sure I will come up with a time or two”

Mike tossed a pillow at Billy as he quickly moved out to the hallway before he could get creamed. Damn, he really would have to find a way where they could be together, and being creamed by Mike would certainly make for a fun time. Come to think of it, he really couldn’t think of any time when he had been 100% pleased and fulfilled by Mike, except that one time, when he had left with his family.

Shit, he still had to talk to his dad about Mike’s birthday. Well, they were going to have a family conference later, so his dad said when he called and he would have to bring that up, but, damn, he couldn’t cause Mike would be there. Well, maybe he could just kind of find some excuse to talk with his dad alone later, maybe if he got Chris to come up with an excuse to be with Mike, or something like that.

Looking at his watch, he realized he better get a move on, Chris would be home soon and he had to get the potatoes started and he hadn’t told anyone, but he was also making a cake. He figured he needed to get something special on the table for dessert, something sweet, so as to help satisfy the crazy urges he had from his Mikey Withdrawal pains, and he kind of thought that maybe his dad and Chris were having similar pains, but then again, they did have their lunch time together.

The knock on the door startled Mike and he turned around to see Tommy’s head peering around the half open door. He smiled at him, wondering if they needed help already with their homework. He sure hoped he could help, but like he had said, Billy was the brain between the two of them even though in reality his ‘gpa’ was only a point or so behind.

“Hey Tommy, what’s up?”

“Uh, the door wasn’t closed all the way… is it…”

“Come on in, it’s okay”

“Uh, thanks, is Billy here?”

“Nope, he’s downstairs doing the dinner stuff, so, what’s up? Got a problem on your homework?”

Mike saw the worried look on Tommy’s face and he felt like maybe he had something far more serious to discuss. He was a bit scared, because he really did like them both, Keith and Tommy, and he didn’t want to say anything that would upset them. He wished Billy was here, he always felt better and more in control of himself and stuff when Billy was next to him. Mind you, he’d never tell him that, it would spoil it all, but he also knew that Billy was aware of it, and he kind of thought that Billy felt the same way.

He waited patiently for Tommy to come inside the room, when he noticed that Keith was right behind him. God, if he didn’t know any better he was sure he was looking at a junior edition of him and Billy. The way they just seemed to glide around the place, one never far from the other and he still believed that they had been touching hands, just like he did with Billy.

“So, what’s up guys?”

“Did you and Billy mean it when you said we could ask you anything?”

“Yep”

“You gonna tell Keith’s dad or Seth if we ask you something about, well, guy stuff”

“I don’t know, guess it depends on what you ask, I mean, they are responsible for you guys, and if it is something they should know, I suppose I would have to tell them, or get you to, I don’t know, what is it you want to know?”

Tommy looked back at Keith, and they just seemed to stare at each other for a long time, as if they were trying to read each other’s minds. It was sort of like looking at him and Billy except in a smaller version. God, what was it? Were they going to ask about the supposed water fight this morning? How the hell would he answer that one?

“Go on Tommy, ask him”

“Okay, don’t rush me”

“Hey, take your time guys, what is it?”

“Uh, well, really it is Keith who wants to know, he’s kind of bugged by it…”

“So are you”

“I know, shut up and let me talk…”

“Sorry, go ahead”

“Uh, Mike, you and Billy, you guys know about all this sex stuff, right?”

“Well, I don’t know if we know it all, but yeah we know most of it, why? You not sure of something?”

“Uh, well, see… uh, Keith was, well me too, but uh some of the guys at school, they kind of talk about this stuff, and well, I don’t know, but uh, well, …are we fags Mike?”

“Whoa, what?”

“Well, I mean, the guys at school, they say that when two guys touch each other, its cause they are fags… I think that’s being gay right?”

“Yeah, its not a nice word actually, ‘fags’ that is, so, uh, what about the guys at school, they saying you two are fags?”

Mike’s heart rate went skyrocketing as he tried to stay calm. This was not a topic he wanted to get into alone with them. Where was Billy? God, he needed Billy right now, to help him with this one, or should he maybe get them to talk to Chris or Seth about it? Looking at Tommy, he could see his heart beating inside his chest, the way he was breathing and all he could tell that he was scared to death of asking, and then he watched as Keith walked up beside him, standing right next to him and he could see him touch Tommy’s hand with the small finger, as if to steady him, to show his support.

“No, it is just, well, I mean that’s kind of one of the words Keith’s mom called us, last night, and well, I mean you know that we like to… well you know, and well, I guess we aren’t sure, are we? I mean, you would know, being that you are older and all, and maybe you know some, in school, and well…”

“Okay, well I don’t know if you are or not, uh, I mean most guys your age do what you two have done, I mean usually by themselves, but some do it with close friends, it doesn’t make them gay”

“You and Billy did it, didn’t you? Did it make you gay then?”

“uh, well, no, no it didn’t”

“What didn’t? Hey guys, what’s going on Mike?”

Mike almost jumped off the chair, as he heard Billy’s voice and he looked up to see his blond lover standing in the doorway. Man, thank God, he came back upstairs; he really could use his help in answering this one. He smiled at Billy and he noticed the worried look in Billy’s eyes, and somehow, he just knew that Billy had heard his plea for him.

“Billy, phew, uh well, the guys here have a question, and well, I guess they want to know if jerking off together makes them gay or not, is that right guys?”

“Yeah”

“Oh?”

“Yeah, seems that some of the guys at their school been talking about this stuff and seem to have the idea that when two guys touch each other it makes them gay, well, fags is the word they use, but I told Tommy that isn’t a nice word”

“That’s for sure, it really isn’t a nice one, uh, so how come the guys at school been talking about it? I mean you two haven’t said anything about, well, you know, what you two do together”

“NO, no, it is just, well if what they say is true, well, I mean, would that make us bad? Like what Mrs Jenkins said?”

Billy turned and looked at Mike and he could tell that they were in slightly over their heads. He could feel queasiness in his stomach as he thought about how to answer Tommy. He knew how sensitive he was, and if he said the wrong thing, he could either hurt Tommy and Keith or worse, expose his whole family to having their secret known by two 13 year olds.

“Uh, well, uh, all you guys to, is well, you just touch each other’s dick, right?”

“yeah, that’s all”

“Okay, well uh, doing that alone isn’t what makes a person gay, uh, there are lots of other things to consider, I mean if you did more than that, well, maybe it would, but uh, it just depends on what you do, …but still, I wouldn’t go around and tell anyone that you two do that together, they would get the wrong idea”

“Huh? But if it doesn’t mean… I don’t get it then, why do we have to keep it a secret?”

“Cause Tommy, not everyone has the same opinion of what being gay is, right Billy?”

“Yep, that’s it”

“Oh, so, cause we touch each other, it really doesn’t mean we are… gay?”

“Not at your age, no, it doesn’t, it is just your body, I mean all those new strange feelings and all, no big deal really”

“So, uh, you mean if we still do this when we get older, like you guys, it makes us gay then?”

“Keith, watch it, don’t say that, uh, he didn’t mean that the way it sounded, honest, don’t get mad at us, I mean we don’t …”

“Whoa, settle down Tommy, what did you mean Keith?”

“Uh, like well, you said you and Billy still do that… so I was just… I mean, I don’t know… I am confused, you said we could ask you anything”

“And we meant it, so uh, what is it you are asking? You want to know if Billy and I touch each other or if we are gay?”

“I don’t know, I don’t know what ‘gay’ is or what a ‘fag’ is, I just know that some of the guys at school say it like it’s a bad thing, and well, my Mom thinks I am, least when she called dad she told him to come and get his ‘faggot’ son, so… I don’t know Billy, please, I didn’t mean anything, don’t hate me, I just don’t want to be bad, but I like what I do with Tommy, he’s …I mean, don’t make him leave, I really need him, he’s my bestest friend, and he isn’t bad, it has to be me, don’t you see? I am the one who wants him to do it all the time, to touch me, or to let me touch him, it isn’t his fault, he’s not bad and he likes it here, it’s the only place where I have seen him laugh and sleep nice, please… I am so sorry, please…”

“Keith, I like it too, you don’t make me do it, I like to do it too, so if they are going to be mad at anyone, its me, I like it too, and I am the one who really gets Keith to do it, so don’t hate him, it’s me, okay? Please, don’t blame Keith”

Billy and Mike stared at each other, and they watched as both boys were reduced to tears. Keith was in a mess and suddenly, Tommy was holding him, letting his head rest on his shoulder and he was telling him it would be okay, that he didn’t have to worry. At the same time he was glancing over at them, fear etched across his face but there was also defiance, as if he was saying that yeah, he was scared shitless, but he wouldn’t let anyone hurt his friend. Mike felt a tear in his eye and he looked over at Billy, seeing him stifle back a sob himself. Well, life certainly was dull around here.

“It is okay Keith, Tommy, we don’t hate either of you, and it really doesn’t matter to us about this stuff, and I don’t know if you are gay or not, if you were it still wouldn’t change how we feel, would it Mike?”

“No, it wouldn’t, and you don’t have to worry Tommy, Keith, no one here is going to get rid of you because you think you are gay, or because you do things together that maybe others don’t, to us, it isn’t a big deal okay? And, well, as for Keith’s mom, she is the one who is losing out”

“Huh? How’s that?”

“Simple, she doesn’t have you guys around”

“Besides, I told Mike I always wanted to have two younger brothers, didn’t I Mike?”

“He did, that’s the truth, and Keith, don’t worry so much, you are just like Billy here, always worrying, but you don’t have to, you have us to talk to and if you get into a jam, we’ll help you, besides, Billy is my bestest friend too, aren’t you Billy?”

“I better be, no one else could stand your morning breath”

“Thanks”

“Anytime”

Billy reached for some Kleenex and he and Mike helped dry the two boys tears and patted them on the back, helping to reassure them that no matter what, they were now a part of the family. Mike knew that Billy and he would have to tell Chris and Seth about this, but they could make sure that the adults didn’t go barging in on them and all. Damn, it really did feel kind of special, being a big brother and he looked over at Billy and smiled, knowing how much he loved Billy.

The sound of the gate alarm brought everyone back to reality, and the two younger boys scampered off to finish their homework. Billy waited for a few seconds then he quickly reached across and kissed Mike. He smiled and ran down the stairs a second later, to finish his dinner that would be a bit late now, but that was okay.

Mike sat there, wondering if they had dodged the bullet or not? He wasn’t sure, but he thought that maybe Tommy and Keith really were gay, but how could they know at that age? Sure, they had deep feelings for each other but was that because of a real love or simply because they had endured so much together, it was a bond made out of pain instead of love? Then again, he supposed you could say the same for him and Billy, they had shared a lot in their younger days too.

He stared at his books, and as he reached to get back into doing his homework, he knew he had one other thing to do first. Checking to make sure no one was listening and then closing the door, he reached for the phone and dialled the number. He hadn’t called it much, but he was sure he got it right, and so he waited as the phone rang. It took four rings until the phone was picked up.

“Hello?”

“Hi, its Mike”

“Hey Mike, what’s happening bro?”

“Lots, uh, Taylor, I uh…”

“Hey, nothings wrong is it?”

“Huh? Oh, no, it is just, well I just wanted to tell you how much I love you, for being such a good big brother to Billy, especially when he needed you, and well, I am cool with all that, and well, I just thought you should know that”

Taylor held the phone tightly to his ear, hearing Mike’s hesitating voice and the words echoed inside, his stomach twisted a little and he could feel his pulse start to race faster as the words brought up memories of an earlier time that at times, he wished he could forget, wipe out of his mind, but at other times, he wished had never ended. Now, his little brother’s lover ws telling him he understood it, and not only that, but actually was thanking him. Tears welled up in his eyes as he thanked Mike for calling and then he sat down.

The tears wouldn’t stop and he couldn’t help it, he felt so much love and he knew that it had taken a great deal for Mike to call him and say that stuff. God, he sure hoped Billy was getting him a big gift for his birthday, he deserved it and he was still sitting there, tears still gently falling down his cheeks when Jeremy came home.

Poor Jeremy only opened the door and as it closed, he found himself suddenly wrapped up in the strong muscular arms of Taylor. He tried to open his mouth to voice his pleasure but found Taylor’s raspy tongue pushing past his teeth and washing the inside of his mouth. He felt the strong hands as they firmly moved down his body, then back up again, pressing his own body hard into Taylor’s firm well muscled frame. He even could feel the hard penis of his lover as it poked straight into his groin, and even through the denim, he could feel the heat and passion that was waiting to be unleashed.

Finally, he was able to draw a breath but by this time his shirt was off and on the floor and his shoes were tossed into some corner. His pants lay open and his boxer shorts were exposed. Taylor was clad in only a pair of dark coloured boxer’s now; his own shirt and pants lay strewn across the entranceway floor.

“Not that I am complaining, but uh, to what do I owe all this to?”

“Hehe, sorry, I guess I got carried away, my bro called”

“Your brother? Billy called, everything okay?”

“Hehe, not Billy, Mikey called, my other brother, and yes, yes, EVERYTHING IS FANTASTIC…. Now come here stud boy, I got me a hard dick and it needs your warm hot ass to take care of it”

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Kerry reached across, and he awoke with a start as his hand found nothing but a cold spot where he should have found nothing but warmth.

Slowly he rose, searching the tent and finding an emptiness that made his heart skip a beat. Slowly his brain registered that a bright yellow light was all around and he knew that it had to be morning.

He took a couple of deep breaths, and as he did he smelt bacon frying. He swept aside the sleeping bag covering, and reached out to put his jeans on, then he looked out of the tent flap to see Mike bent over the fire, a fry pan sitting on a grill, and he heard the sounds of not only bacon sizzling, but Mike was actually humming.

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Mike turned and he saw Kerry peering out of the tent.

“Hey sleepy head, ‘bout time you crawled out of the sack, come on, go get washed and let’s have some food.”

“Okay.”

Kerry took off, heading for the river, to wash up and it was amazing how good he felt. He shook his head as he cupped his hands to splash the cold fresh river water onto his face. Just a short time ago he had thought of this trip with fear, now it was going beyond even his wildest fantasies. He wondered what would happen next, as the cold water shocked him, and he shivered briefly with its touch.

A twig snapped and Kerry turned his head to see Mike coming down the hill, carrying two plates and a canteen slung over his shoulder. He waited, watching the way Mike walked towards him. It was amazing, how strong he looked, how sure he seemed, as he came forwards. His dark hair blowing across his face, the thin angular face looked so hot in the glare of the morning sun.

Mike sat down by the now famous log. His back resting on it, as he watched Kerry finish washing up. He smiled as he saw the muscles along the back, the way they arched outwards, just as his body had arched up to greet his just last evening. He smiled with the thought, wondering if they would ever duplicate that feeling.

Kerry finished and came up to sit down next to Mike.

“Thanks, this looks good and I’m starved.”

“Really? Not like you did anything exhausting,” Mike replied with a mischievous grin on his face.

Kerry just smiled as he munched on the hot bacon strips, grease causing a shine to his mouth.

Together they ate, wolfing their food down, each mouthful their eyes glued to the other, a smile constantly playing across both faces. It was almost like a contest, and as Mike swallowed his last strip of bacon, he couldn’t help but burst out laughing as Kerry had a piece dangling from his fingers, ready to push into his face.

“What’s so funny,” Kerry mumbled with a full mouth.

“You.”

“Huh?”

“You gonna eat that last piece?”

“Well, yeah, why, you want it?”

Mike thrust his hand out to grab the last piece of bacon on Kerry’s plate but Kerry was faster. He managed to snag it and was putting in his mouth, when Mike leaned over to grab it. They tussled a bit, as Kerry tried to eat it before Mike could grab it out of his mouth.

“Bitch, slave over a hot fire just to cook you breakfast and you won’t even share your last piece with me,” Mike taunted.

Kerry just grinned from ear to ear, and then he smiled. “Well, I have a better piece for you instead of some cooked bacon.”

“Yeah, and what makes you think that is what I want or that it is better than bacon?”

“You seemed to like it well enough last night.”

“Yeah, well, that was just being polite, didn’t want you to be…”

Kerry dropped his plate then, and reached over and gave a deep long kiss on Mike’s mouth before he could even finish his sentence.

Kerry kissed Mike hard. He could taste the bacon fat on his mouth as his lips pushed inside, the words about to be spoken pushed back down Mike’s throat. He rushed inside, the tongue swirling around, tasting the bacon and tasting Mike. He could feel Mike’s breathing change, and he knew he had done it right.

Mike almost choked with the sudden tongue assault, but he loved it. His head enjoyed the morning attack, and he started to respond. His own tongue now flicking at the warm moist piece in his mouth, and he wasn’t thinking of bacon anymore, instead he was thinking of the hard long sausage that was stuffed between Kerry’s legs. His own was clearly awake and he loved the way it made him feel, so wanted, so needed.

Hands started to move, seeking out the warm body of the other, and Kerry suddenly broke their grasp, leaning back and laughing.

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“Well, isn’t that better than any last piece of old bacon?”

“Could be, depends if that is all you got to offer for it.”

“Oh you want more do you?”

“Maybe.”

“Yeah, well let’s see if you can catch it.”

With that Kerry jumped up and started off down the beach, kicking up the sand as his long legs pumped and his arms swung by his side. He was at least 5 feet away before he glanced back to see Mike getting to his feet and starting to chase after him.

Mike was pretty fast, even if he was only a quarterback. He had made up ground quickly and Kerry was already puffing from his sudden run. He took a chance to glance backwards, to see how much Mike had gained, and he was shocked to see Mike’s head bent down.

Mike launched himself when he got within a foot of Kerry. No way this hot dish was going to show him up. His jock training took hold, as he closed the gap and now he was ready. Just as if he was tackling some poor defensive back, which had intercepted one of his passes, he left his feet. His arms were outstretched; his positioning was perfect as his shoulder crashed into Kerry’s back. His head off to the left side, his left arm felt the jolt as his body came into contact, and he wrapped his right arm around the surprised Kerry. Just like in practice, it was a perfect tackle as he forced Kerry off his feet, sending them both spiraling off to the right, into the water.

The force of the blow staggered Kerry. He felt himself falling, with a strong arm wrapped around his waist. He went forward, falling fast and suddenly he felt the cold of the river rise up and meet him full force in the face.

On top of him was Mike, and as they hit, he let go. Kerry was buried in the river, and as he twisted to sit up in the water, Mike was already on his own knees, splashing at him just as a group of 5 year olds would in a swimming pool.

Together, they splashed, and pushed each other. For a time, they just played, their youthful spirits allowed to run free, without any inhibitions, as they just became kids for those few minutes. Kerry was enjoying his fun, and he shrieked each time he splashed at Mike. It was his childhood that he never had.

Mike kept moving in closer, splashing the river water constantly, his own laughing voice rivaling Kerry’s for volume. He hadn’t played like this ever since he could remember. He could never remember being so free, so relaxed as to sit knee deep in a river, splashing like any 5 year old.

As his own voice reverberated in his ears, his brain reflected back as to how he had always had a football in his hands. His dad always had him out back, tossing it around, throwing it through an old tire on a

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rope, but he never was allowed to play, not with his brothers, not with the other kids, he was too busy getting ready to be the next Joe Montana. How he loved this day, splashing away.

He reached out, his hand hitting Kerry lightly on the chest, and just as he took him down on the run, he did so again, only this time, he did it gently, launching himself slowly, letting Kerry brace himself, as he wrapped his arms fully around the young lithe body.

With his arms around Kerry, Mike started to kiss him. He kissed his lips, his face, his cheeks, and then he kissed under his chin, tasting the river and Kerry at the same time.

Mike was surprised at his sudden intensity, his sudden passion, and his sudden desire to own this boy beneath him.

His kisses were hard, passionate ones. His tongue flicked with each kiss, tasting the warm flesh under his face. His arms held Kerry tightly, pulling him upwards to his own body. He felt the body beneath him respond to his animal desire, and suddenly Kerry’s own arms were tightened around Mike’s body.

Mike pressed hard, his lips eager to taste every inch of the body. He licked his chest, just under the neck, and then he moved down, tasting every inch of his broad chest, matting further the small blond hairs just starting to grow there. He was so intent that he didn’t notice the river as he kissed more of the rippled chest. He licked briefly each nipple, feeling each one rise to a peak, fully erect at his touch. He bit one slightly, causing a deep loud groan to come from Kerry.

Further he went, licking, kissing, tasting, and enjoying every inch of the warm blond flesh, and feeling now the water lapping around his own chin, as he slid down the wet body.

He stopped, looking up into the most wonderful blue eyes he had ever seen, male or female, and he went back and kissed those red lips, parting them, as his tongue flew inside, tasting the warm mouth. Kerry couldn’t believe the change. One minute he was splashing like a small kid, and the next, he was being sent on a journey into ecstasy. His body felt the weight of Mike’s body, but his brain only felt the electrifying touch of Mike’s lips and tongue.

He arched himself up, trying to keep himself upright, but losing as his arms were tightly wrapped around the strong muscular body that had snared him in this watery bed.

The water was warm and pleasing, his legs floated slightly, each one around the side of Mike, with Mike’s body dead center between them. His jeans totally soaked, his crotch aching, he wanted to stop Mike, to pull himself up so Mike could reach all of his body, but he couldn’t move, he couldn’t find the inner strength to stop this wonderful mauling of his body. His legs had no weight, his chest pinned by Mike, his head spinning, Kerry groaned loudly.

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Just as suddenly as it started, it stopped. Kerry could feel Mike’s chest heaving on top of his own pounding chest. He opened his eyes to see Mike’s dark wet hair, Mike’s eyes boring into his own. He smiled automatically, and then he felt himself slide up, his own arms now resting under the water, by his side, his body in a sitting position, with Mike now sprawled on his knees, his own chest level with his.

They kissed again, but this time softly, gently, almost as if the other was a fragile piece of expensive china. Yet, it was more powerful than any other kiss could be, he could feel the jolt travel through his body, and he felt Mike’s body quiver in time with his own shaking.

They just sat there, each looking into the other, each lost deep into their own inner thoughts about the other. Mike wondered how he could keep his secret, and still satisfy this growing desire to be with no one but Kerry. Kerry wondered how he could keep Mike satisfied so he wouldn’t need to keep his pretense of being the town’s Romeo.

Together they sat, the warm river water lapping over their legs, reminding them of last night, when they soared in the heavens together. Mike finally got up, reaching down to help Kerry up. The water dripping from their soaked jeans, their washboard stomachs gleaming in the hot sunshine. No words passed, they simply both reached out for the other, clasping their hands together, and headed back up the river bed towards their camp.

Hand in hand, they finally reached the campsite. Mike went and cleaned up the cooking gear, while Kerry straightened out the tent. They didn’t bother to change out of their wet jeans, as the hot sun was drying them just as quickly. Besides, they both figured that if one did change, they would get sidetracked into a round of passion that they wanted to save for later.

Mike threw together a bunch of sandwiches, and they decided to head down to the beach to just lay back, enjoy the quiet of the day, and start on their tans. Kerry grabbed a book, while Mike simply took a magazine. It was getting on almost noon now, and they headed back down to their spot, which was how Mike now referred to the log.

The sun was high up now, beaming down on its two playmates, and as they reached their spot, Mike simply shucked his pants off, exposing his entire body to Kerry. It was a beautiful site, staring at this tall well-proportioned young man. His rippled muscles shone in the bright sunshine, his flat stomach cast no shadows, his long perfect legs, full and thick around the thigh, led to a well-endowed crotch. Dark pubic hair stuck out, in a mass right above the long thick dormant cock shaft, well, not totally dormant, but only a small trail of semi dark hair led from this prize to the belly button.

Mike rolled his still damp jeans up and placed them behind him, and rested his head on it, now turning his full attention to Kerry, who

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just stood there, gazing with a distant look in his blue eyes. He had deliberately avoided looking at Kerry, otherwise his cock would definitely be standing at attention, saluting this blond marvel who was so obviously in love with him. He smiled at that thought, realizing suddenly that no one had ever really looked at him that way, or for that matter really felt that way about him. This wasn’t a casual affair, a simple romp in the bush and this thought registered deep in his soul, his body gave a small quiver, as every sense inside realized the importance of the revelation.

Mike smiled at Kerry, waiting for him to settle himself down. He seemed nervous, unsure about what to do. Mike was puzzled and then he realized why. One look at Kerry’s crotch showed him enough of a reason.

He laughed at that, and Kerry looked like a hammer had hit him. Mike stopped laughing; instead he reached up, stretching his hand up to Kerry.

“Come on, get those jeans off, and let’s get some sun. You are as white as a ghost.”

With that, he pulled him down, gave him a quick kiss, then turned to glance at his magazine, giving Kerry time to drop his pants, without his eyes boring into him, watching his every move.

Kerry managed to undress, rolling his jeans up just like Mike. He lay down beside Mike, and with a sudden urge and desire, he reached over and with his hands gently pushing Mike’s hair back, he leaned over and kissed Mike.

Mike’s magazine lay off to the side. His whole body was filled with an amazing current of electricity, running wild throughout. His whole senses reeled as Kerry’s tongue gently touched his, gently joining the two. He could feel a double thump inside his chest, and knew his heart was starting to race, but the second beat wasn’t his, it was Kerry’s.

Mike’s resolve evaporated quickly, as Kerry’s tongue continued to gently kiss his own, and yet the passion it awakened was far from gentle. Mike reached up, pulling Kerry down on top of his naked body, crushing him into his own hard frame, and now his tongue pushed aside the gentle prodding one of Kerry. He rammed his tongue into the eager and willing mouth, caressing hard the inside cheeks, and as his tongue roamed at will inside Kerry’s mouth, Mike’s hands roamed with a harsh urgency along Kerry’s back.

Kerry was stunned by the sudden change in Mike. He liked the power, he felt so wanted, so desired, and he let himself go. Kerry lay between the two powerful legs of Mike. He could feel them tighten around his own legs, squeezing them tight together.

Their breathing became erratic. Both chests heaved together, in unison, as their pulses raged forward. Mike started to squirm under the

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weight of Kerry’s body. His hands were now clenching the firm ass cheeks of Kerry, digging his fingers into the warm flesh. Kerry could feel his urgency; his cock was pressed hard against Mike’s stomach, hard and hot it was wedged tight between the two bodies.

Mike was in a dream, his heart could be heard pounding through his entire being, his body ached in a strange way, a way he had never felt before, and the pressure of Kerry’s hard cock on his stomach made him squirm, made him quiver and his legs weaken. He knew what he needed, and only Kerry could give it to him.

Mike managed to squirm for a few minutes until finally he couldn’t take it anymore.

“Take me Kerry, ENTER ME, Gawd, Now Kerry, Please,” he panted.

As he croaked his urgent plea, he raised his legs, spreading them wider and raising them upwards, and bringing them back towards his own chest. His hands flung outwards, forcing Kerry up off his body, so he could get into position.

Kerry was petrified, he had never been inside another person before, and he was scared, what if he didn’t do it right, what if he wasn’t good enough, he could lose everything right now. His mind was whirling with uncertainties, when he felt a sudden calm, a sudden soothing. He heard a far off voice, telling him it would be alright, but that he had to hurry.

Kerry sat back up on his heels, his knees firmly planted on the sand, between the raised long legs of Mike. He moved his hands down to the lower back leg muscles, feeling them tense with his touch. He glanced down to see Mike’s cock springing forward, waving in the air, throbbing with its power, waiting.

Mike raised his ass higher, exposing his open ass cheeks and his pink round hole, and as Kerry saw it appear before him, he could feel his own balls tighten with anticipation, eager now for the chance to join inside with Mike.

Kerry raised his hand to his face, licking his fingers and spitting on them, and then he quickly moved it down to his throbbing penis, coating it with his saliva, and then he scrunched forward on the hot sand, moving his lower body closer to the quivering buttocks of Mike.

Mike was biting his lower lip, waiting, and it was driving him crazy. He needed this; he desired it like he had desired nothing else. It was sending wave after wave of energy through his whole body. He tensed as he felt Kerry moving in close, and then he felt the slight touch of Kerry’s erect thick cock head against his ass cheek. His balls automatically tightened, and he knew he would explode soon, no matter what. He groaned loudly at the touch, causing Kerry to flinch and he reached out, silently to will Kerry forward, urging him in his thoughts

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to come forward and enter his waiting aching hole.

Kerry moved forward slowly, he felt Mike tense as his penis touched the hot flesh of his ass cheeks. He flinched with the sudden loud groan from Mike, and then he calmed himself, ignoring the growing ache in his own loins, he looked down, seeing Mike waiting for him, waiting for him to join him. He pushed forward, taking his right hand down to help guide his throbbing jerking penis; he pushed it between the white soft flesh of the ass cheeks.

Slowly he slid it down the crack, till it found the pink hole, and he could feel Mike tense even tighter now, feel his legs trying to squeeze back, and he leaned forward now, putting his lower stomach on top of Mike’s upraised thighs, forcing them to spread wider, forcing Mike’s hot ass down and then he started to slide his own body downwards, to get level. His cock straining against the very tight hole, pressing it, and suddenly, Mike reached back, grabbing Kerry’s waist.

Mike stretched hard, his neck now off the ground as he struggled with his racing heart and beating chest, his aching lungs puffing, his crotch burning. His hands managed to find Kerry’s waist, and he dug his fingers into the hot flesh, and with a deep moan he then threw his weight back to the ground, pulling Kerry towards him, sending a sudden sharp searing pain through his entire body. Mike screamed loudly as the pain traveled from his ass up to his brain.

The pull of Mike was too much, he fell forward, his thick long cock had nowhere else to go, and it pierced through the tight sphincter muscle like a hot knife through butter. He felt a sudden heat travel up his long cock shaft, through his tight balls, up his tensed muscles, all the way up to his brain. He felt a pain, tingle at his cock base, then it washed away as he felt a sudden calmness invade his body. He felt the soft lining of Mike’s insides, as his hot cock plowed inwards, stretching the tight fabric to almost breaking point.

Kerry felt his own huge balls slap hard against the firm ass cheeks, feeling the muscles tighten even more as his whole body weight came down onto Mike’s lower torso. His face was now almost level with Mike’s, and he opened his eyes to see a wild pattern of lights blink across the white image beneath him. Deep blood reds, bright sky blues, stunning emerald greens, and even royal purples paraded past his wide open eyes. He saw Mike’s eyes open, looking into his own, and he felt an amazing warmth and excitement spread over him. He could almost touch those full red lips, and like a signal, Mike opened his mouth slightly, showing his own deep red tongue, waiting.

He leaned more, sending his hard throbbing cock in even further, and his lips touched those of Mike. It was like touching a white hot oven, and he could feel his blood rise, his body started to sweat as he lightly kissed the lips, his tongue barely touching Mike’s own hot

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tongue. Kerry pulled his hips up, pulling his cock out of the hot hole, slowly, and with each inch of penis that moved, he could feel Mike’s body shudder and quiver to the movement. He felt the sudden rush of air, as Mike drew a breath, and then he felt his own lungs expelling their air, breathing it into Mike’s mouth. They were joined together; their lips glued together, their waists together through the throbbing penis inside Mike’s asshole.

The heat was unbelievable; it was as if their two bodies melted together, to form one giant mass of hot burning flesh. Kerry started to breath rapidly, his heart racing to match the fast pace of Mike’s own beat. His hips started to push and pull faster, his cock sliding in one second, then out the next, each time sending waves of pure energy with each rapid thrust. Faster and faster he went, he heard himself panting, felt his pulse race, felt Mike’s heart roar in his ears, felt his blood rushing towards his thick full cock. He was on the verge of cumming, he knew it and so did Mike. It was like a voice in his ear, urging him to go faster and harder.

Kerry pushed hard, each thrust inwards he now ground his crotch into Mike’s sweat stained ass, droplet of his sweat dripping onto Mike’s soaked heaving chest. Each thrust of his hips forced his full balls to slap hard against the soft flesh of the ass, each thrust sent him groaning, and now the two voices were as one, each groan matched by the other, muffled slightly by their mouths being on top of each other. Mike started to shake all over, and the shaking made Kerry thrust harder and faster, until his hips moved in a sudden blur, his heart now ready to burst from his chest, as if it wanted to reach out and join with Mike’s.

Kerry couldn’t see, his eyes clouded by sweat, by flashing blue streaks of light, and he pushed down hard, throwing every ounce of his weight into each thrust, and then he knew it was time. His cock ached so much he thought it would explode inside the still tight hole of Mike.

Mike’s breathing was nothing more than rapid gasps for air, his whole body shook with each thrust inwards of the amazing weapon being buried inside him. He could feel the heat, always rising, getting hotter with each push inwards, never cooling off, and his own body ached, his own cock, trapped under the sliding pressure of Kerry started to strain, it was jerking wildly under the two sticky bodies, the heat was too much and as Kerry pushed in, he arched himself upwards, his eyes shut tight, his mouth now wide open as he struggled for air, his brain almost near blanking out as every drop of blood raced towards his cock.

Mike’s body rose to meet the latest downward thrust of Kerry’s body. His cock was jerking wildly and as it met the heavy pressure of Kerry it could take no more. With a loud shriek, Mike’s cock started to jerk uncontrollably beneath the sweating bodies.

Cum flooded out, shooting up and up between the two already

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sticky bodies, adding to the wetness. Mike was still yelling loudly with each spurt of hot cum, and his head thrashed to the side, his body in torment as his own hips were raised high, his legs still being pushed back, his back muscles strained under the pressure and his lungs were empty.

His head felt like a raging thunderstorm, with a constant din inside, pounding the skull. His heart was no longer his, it was no longer confined, it was beating beyond counting, his blood was drained from every part of his body, filling his raging cock, forcing more and more of the sweet hot juice out and in between the two mortal bodies.

Mike started to shake and just then he could feel the final thrust enter his whole lower body, he could feel the quiver run along the thick hard cock shaft that was digging hard and deep into his insides.

Mike could feel his stomach muscles contract, his brain sending a brief and fast signal to his nervous system, as the huge pulsating penis hit his prostrate.

His legs quivered, his ass cheeks tightened up, he could feel his small stretched asshole muscle grip tight the root of Kerry’s wild cock. He could feel his inside chute shrink back against the hot quivering flesh of Kerry’s long cock shaft. He could feel the heat, the burning heat, as Kerry’s voice joined his own still yelling one.

A loud piercing cry broke through his thoughts. It made no difference, as the soft voice was no longer soft, it raged loudly inside his brain, urging him faster, begging him to hurry, and he felt now a burning fire travel along his stomach, up to his chest, he felt hot splashes against his cheek, felt the hot body under him squirm, shake, and quiver.

His body was no longer his. He had no control, as he watched himself pound into the white flesh beneath him. He felt the heat along his stomach, felt the pressure around his aching penis. He knew it was close; he opened his mouth, desperate for oxygen.

Faster he felt his body slip downwards, one last time. He could feel the muscles around his throbbing penis head tighten, holding it in a strong vice grip. Kerry’s cock pushed forward nonetheless, getting hotter with each inch downwards it moved. Sheer pressure of gravity and weight forced the closing hole open, his cock battling forward, the tight grip making it hotter and hotter.

Kerry’s whole body shuddered and tensed as the raging penis plowed deep into Mike. Just as the tip hit the gyrating prostrate, Kerry’s mouth flew open, his voice screamed as his whole body quivered, shook, and then fell forward, sending his blood draining from his head, his feet, his arms, his legs, his chest, all draining down to his cock. He yelled in one screaming voice, as his cock jerked hard against the firm prostrate gland, and as his chest collapsed onto Mike’s hot sticky body,

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his cum spurted outwards and deep into Mike’s waiting body.

Wave after wave of hot cum flooded out of the jerking cock head. It flooded Mike’s tight asshole, and washed backwards, coating the hot cock shaft, to drip out onto Kerry’s still aching balls.

Kerry’s hips twisted and pulled as he pushed deep into Mike’s tight ass. His cock jerked inside, sending more and more of his hot cum deep into Mike’s bowels. The hot sticky cream flowed freely now, out of the asshole, back into Kerry’s still grinding crotch, coating his pubic hairs.

His chest now rested atop Mike’s stomach, glued together by Mike’s own cum. Their breathing was rapid, the loud screams nolonger reverberated across the river, sending birds flying. All that could be heard was the hard panting of two exhausted bodies.

Slowly, the two bodies relaxed. The tightly wound muscles gradually releasing their hold. Mike’s anus reluctantly giving up its fierce grip on Kerry’s penis. Kerry’s hard throbbing dick now slowly letting the blood return to the other extremities of Kerry’s body.

As his blood returned throughout his body, Kerry’s once hard solid cock slowly plopped out of the tight hole it had been pounding.

His once hot cum, now cooling in the air, coated the thick cock shaft. His breathing was becoming normal as his lungs finally began to get its fill of air. The once racing heart began to slow down, its beat becoming regular and even, the rising chest slowly heaving less.

Kerry could see, a blurred vision of a constricted face, slowly returning to normal, slowly returning to become Mike. The hot white flesh he had watched receive his pounding now formed Mike’s chiseled body.

Kerry watched Mike’s face return slowly to normal. His jaw relaxed and his breathing became normal. Mike felt a warm glow throughout his body. His muscles ached, but not in a painful way. His whole insides felt sore, but tingly. He knew what had happened, and he felt different, he felt very much alive and very loved.

He couldn’t explain how he felt, not even to himself, let alone anyone else. He saw Kerry’s face, peering down at him, and he felt very comfortable. He painfully slid his legs down, resting them against Kerry’s warm legs. They felt like jello, all rubbery and weak from their ordeal.

Mike was breathing normal, but his heart seemed to be still racing, as his brain regained consciousness. It was like he had been a part of someone else, and didn’t want to leave, didn’t want to return to being himself, but he couldn’t stop the transition. He felt small tears forming at the corner of his dark eyes.

Mike had never felt this way. He didn’t know what to do, or how to react. Here he was, the high school quarterback, the town’s Romeo, the one most likely to land outside of the small town in a big city town,

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first in the town to win any state honors, and he had just been ass fucked. It the town father’s only knew.

He had been active for awhile, with both girls and guys, and he was always the aggressor, always the top man, and this was a first, a first for him to be so submissive, a first for him to be entered, to be fucked, and a first for him, to actually deep down, care about the person he was engaging in sex with.

Kerry sensed that something was up with Mike. He lay quietly on his stomach, rising with the gentle heave of Mike’s chest. He could see a wave of differing emotions cross the angular face, the way his jaw worked as his brain thought it all out. He knew a big decision was being made, what he didn’t know, but he did know that something special had happened.

Mike was still in turmoil when he caught Kerry’s face from out of the side of his eye. He saw nothing but patience, and adoration, and suddenly he knew, he just knew. He reached out, pulling the young blond up to him, and gently he kissed him on the forehead, then each eye, then his nose, and finally he kissed him full on the mouth.