Date: Thu, 5 Apr 2007 09:42:03 -0700 (PDT) From: Marco Cianciulli Subject: Best Friends --Summer vacation, part 3, GM, AY This is a work of FICTION for ADULTS only. Do NOT read this if you are under 18 or if you are not an adult according to the laws of your State or Country. Do NOT read this if you are easily offended or if you are not interested in fantasies involving young boys. This file contains sexually EXPLICIT material. BEST FRIENDS - SIXTH GRADE SUMMER VACATION By Marco Cianciulli Part 3 Tony and Joel sleep for almost forty minutes, and would have slept longer if not awakened by the sound of Joel's cell phone ringing. Joel hears the phone ringing, rolls on his side, sits up, and then reaches out to his backpack to recover the annoying device. Tony opens his eyes to see Joel extend the cell phone antenna and flip it open. "Hello," Joel answers the phone. "Hi Joel, it's Dad. Did I disturb you?" "No. Me and Tony were just getting a suntan. I guess we fell asleep," Joel tells his dad. "It's not even nine yet and you guys are sleeping? What a life!" "You're just jealous Dad," Joel says. "You're right. I am," Mr. Cataldo laughs. "Look. My work for today got canceled. Would you mind if I come by in a few hours and spend the rest of the day with you?" "Yeah. That would be cool. I'd like that a lot Dad." "Good. I'll be there about eleven or so." "OK Dad. I love you." Joel says without any embarrassment. "I love you too son," Mr. Cataldo says then hangs up. "Your Dad is coming?" Tony asks in an upset voice. "Yeah, about eleven or so. Are you mad that I said it was OK?" "Sorta, I guess. We wont be able to mess around or be naked with him here." "We might not be able to mess around, but I bet he wont mind if we stay naked." "You think?" "Yeah. A few days ago my dad asked me if I would ever go to a nude beach." "No way. Where is there a nude beach?" "Dad said that there are a few in Florida, and a few in Hawaii that he knows about." "Is that were you are going for vacation this year?" "One or the other. Dad wants to get away for a while and relax some." "You're lucky. We're not going anyplace this summer." "At least your mom is still alive," Joel says, and immediately regrets saying it. Tony stares, and his eyes begin to glaze over. Joel's words cut him like a knife, as Joel's mom was very close to him too. "Sorry Joel... I didn't mean anything." "I know. I shouldn't have said that to you. You've always been my very best friend Tony. More like a twin brother," Joel admits, tossing the cell phone in his backpack then laying on his back. "Know what Joel?" "What?" "We never did your front little brother!" Tony says as he sits up and spreads Joel's legs apart, then positions himself between his legs kneeling. "Little brother?" Joel asks with a smile. "Yeah, Tony explains. "I'm a week older, I'm an inch taller, I'm heavier, and my dick is longer." "Maybe," Joel admits. "But my dick is fatter than yours." "Mine sperms more than yours!" Tony says. "Does not!" "Does too!" "OK. So prove it!" Joel says as he grasps Tony's rising member. "How are we going to measure it, you goof?" asks Tony who takes Joel's penis in his fist. "Oh yeah. I didn't think of that," Joel admits, releasing Tony's penis and laying back down. "So, do you want me to lube your front?" Tony asks. "Sure I do!" Joel answers as his penis stands in anticipation. Tony takes the bottle of coconut oil and squirts a line down Joel's athletic body from his neck to his scrotum. Joel's "innie" navel is filled with the clear fluid. Joel closes his eyes and enjoys Tony firmly massaging his chest. As Tony's hands rub over Joel's breasts, his nipples harden and Tony takes his fingers and thumbs, pinching each point. Joel giggles. "I feel that in my dick," Joel says as Tony softly pinches his nipples again. "Really?" "Yeah... it feels weird." "Want me to stop?" "I'd rather you did my dick," Joel answers looking down his chest and belly at his member hovering over his pubic mound almost as if it were looking back at him. Taking the hint, Tony massages his way down Joel's firm body, bypassing his friend's penis, working down each of Joel's legs before he works his way back up to Joel's loose scrotum. Tony drips the now very warm oil on Joel's sack, and up the shaft of his penis before he starts to fondle Joel's testicles for a few seconds. Then he grasps Joel's penis in his hand and begins to stroke it's now oily shaft. Joel arches his back, raising his hips as Tony begins to masturbate him. Tony expertly works his hands over Joel's penis and brings Joel to a quick and powerful orgasm. Joel's penis squirts high up in the air, striking Tony in the chest then on Joel's own belly. Joel lowers his hips and smiles. "That felt really good Tony," Joel says. "Thanks." Smiling, Tony takes the bug repellant and sprays Joel's front side, carefully avoiding Joel's penis and scrotum. "You wanna fish some," asks Tony? "Sure. You wanna sit on those boulders?" Joel asks pointing to an outcropping of large boulders about fifty feet away. The boulders are partly in the water, and smooth as glass. "Yeah, that looks like a good spot," Tony agrees and goes over to his bike to get his fishing pole, bait and tackle box. Joel goes and gets his own fishing gear, then runs after Tony who is already climbing up on one of the many five-foot high boulders. Joel climbs up and sits a few feet away from Tony. The boulder is almost skin temperature, flat and wide enough to lie back on if they dangle their legs. The sound of the one hundred foot wide river flowing past removes all the boy's cares as they bait their hooks with live worms and make their first casts of the day. "Thanks for coming here with me Joel," Tony says giving Joel's bare thigh a couple of pats with his hand. Joel smiles and pats Tony's thigh back. "I'm glad you found this place. It's nice here." "Have you ever messed around with anybody besides me," asks Tony as he casts again? "Not really. Have you? I mean, besides Kenny." "Remember when I went on that church overnight last spring break?" "Uh-huh." "There was a fifth grader from Mrs. Canton's class there; Scotty McGinnis. He and I messed around," Tony admits. "I know him. He's the blond kid who plays guitar in the school band," Joel says. "He's good looking. What's his dick like?" Tony smiles, "You aren't mad?" "No. Why should I be mad?" "I don't know. You want to mess around with him some?" Tony offers. "You think he would want to?" "Every time I see him at church we go to the bathroom together and pee next to each other." "So, what's his dick like," asks Joel, clearly excited now about the prospect of another special friend to mess around with; his penis is rising again. "It's really small. He's not circumcised either," Tony explains as he bends his own erection down with his thumb. Joel smiles, "Is it as small as Ricky's?" "Almost," Tony says. "Sometimes Ricky takes a shower with me," Joel says. "He likes to wash my dick for me." "Do you get a boner?" "Yeah, so does he, when I wash his." "So, do you want to mess around with Scotty?" asks Tony. "Sure." "Cool. I'll call him tonight. Maybe we can come here with him and do it," Tony says as he casts once more then lays on his back. "Yeah, maybe my dad will bring us out here again," Joel says. "Do you think he would?" "Sure. You know my dad. He loves to drive his truck off road," Joel says as he sits his pole down and takes hold of Tony's penis. "Does Scotty's penis squirt any?" "No," Tony answers as he closes his eyes while Joel slowly strokes his erection. Joel fondles Tony's testicles while he masturbates him. "What do you and Scotty do?" "We just jacked each other off. But he wants to do the other stuff," Tony assures Joel. Joel focuses on Tony's penis, masturbating his friend's penis, rubbing the head and shaft exactly as Tony likes it and has come to expect from Joel. It only takes Joel about five minutes to bring Tony over the edge. Tony's testicles pull up closely to his body, his penis becomes rock hard, then begins to convulse in Joel's hand. From the slit in Tony's penis erupts a single stream of clear semen which arcs through the air, landing on Tony's lower chest. Joel continues to stroke Tony's penis until Tony stops him. Tony's penis is lubricated by his own semen, which oozes from the head, and down the shaft after his single squirt. "It's starting to hurt, Joel." Joel lets go of Tony's penis and it flops over onto his hairless pubic mound. "You do that so good Joel," Tony says, sitting up. "You do it to me good too Tony," Joel says as he rubs Tony's semen into Tony's pubic area. "My dad is going to be here in a little bit. You want to go for a swim, or eat something before he gets here?" "Lets eat and play some backgammon," Tony answers, sitting up and reeling in his fishing rod. Joel picks up his pole, and begins to reel in his line also. Joel feels a bump on his line so he instinctively jerks the pole backwards to set the hook. Almost instantly the line goes taught and begins to run out as the fish on the line fights for its freedom. "Hey! I got a fish Tony!" "Cool! Reel it in!" Tony says as he lays his rod and reel down to watch Joel bring in his catch. Joel slowly tightens the drag on his reel as the fish continues its run. "Damn Tony. This one is a fighter. He's taken almost all my line already." Well, pull back on the rod, and start reeling him in you goof," Tony chides. Joel pulls the rod up and reels in the line as he lowers it. As he does, the fish on the other end of the line jumps out of the water. "Did you see that Tony? It's huge!" "It looks like a pike Joel!" Tony says. "And a huge one too!" Tony again starts to reel in his own line. Just as he does, his line is also struck and Tony quickly pulls back, setting his own hook into the hidden fish. "Hey! I got one too Joel!" "Well, don't get your line tangled with mine Tony, or we'll lose em both," Joel growls. "Move over there, would ya?" Tony mumbles under his breath and walks to the next boulder up stream and begins to reel in his own fish. Both boys are so absorbed in reeling their fish in that neither of them notice Mr. Cataldo's pickup blazing its own trail from the road, down the hillside to the beach. "Daddy! Is that Joel and Tony over there," Ricky asks? "I think so, Son," Tom Cataldo says as he stops his truck near Joel's and Tony's bikes. "Are they naked Daddy?" asks Ricky. "Can I be naked too?" "If you want to be, you can," Tom tells the four-year-old. "Your Dad is here Joel," Tony yells and waves towards the truck. Still fighting his fish, Joel looks over his shoulder to see his Dad's truck parked by the bikes and his now naked little brother jumping out and running towards him. Unlike Joel and Tony, who's butts and areas between their waist and bottoms of their shorts are bright white, Ricky's body is bronze evenly from his head to his toes. Ricky reaches the boulder Joel is standing on and climbs up to join his older brother and friend. "Hiya Squirt!" Joel says when Ricky climbs up next to him. "Go grab the net, will you?" "OK," Ricky says looking around for the net. "Where is it?" "It's in my back pack, by the bikes." Ricky nods his head and scrambles down the boulder and runs at his top speed across the sand to the blanket, the backpacks and his father. "Daddy! Daddy! Joel needs the net!" Ricky yells out. Ricky's dad takes Joel's backpack and removes the net and hands it to his four-year-old son. Ricky turns and runs as fast as his short little legs will carry him back to the boulders and his big brother. "Here's the net Joel!" Ricky yells, as he gets close. "I got it for you just like you asked." The pike at the end of Joel's line jumps three feet out of the water, still fighting with all it's might. "Thanks Ricky. Go give it to Tony, OK?" "OK," Ricky says, then yells... "Tony! I have the net!" and he begins to work his way over to the boulder that Tony is on. "Thanks Ricky," says Tony. "Hold the net out for me, would ya Ricky?" Tony's fifteen-inch trout has given up it's fight and Tony pulls the fish up and out of the water, and Ricky reaches out with his tiny arms holding the net below the now still fish. Tony lowers his catch into the net and takes the handle of the net from Ricky. "Thanks Ricky. That was a big help," Tony says, giving the naked cherub a pat on the head. "Did I do good?" asks Ricky. "You did great," Tony tells the naked little boy. "Go get me the tackle box so we can clean him." "OK!" and little Ricky is again off in a flash to get the tackle box. Tom Cataldo, wearing only his swimsuit, walks over to the boulder that Joel is standing on. "That's one hell of a fish you've got there Son. Ease up on him. Let him take some line, then pull him back in." Joel smiles at his dad, oblivious that he is naked. "I've been fighting him for ten minutes already Dad!" "Just ease up on the drag some Joel. You're doing fine," says Joel's dad as he hops up on the boulder and stands next to his oldest son. Joel loosens the drag, and the pike takes off. "Geeze Dad, look at him go!" Mr. Cataldo puts his left hand on Joel's right shoulder. "Just relax son. Let him take about half your line, then tighten the drag and reel him back in again." "OK Dad," Joel says. Twenty feet up stream Ricky is kneeling next to Tony as the older boy cleans and guts his trout. Joel tightens the drag and begins to work the pike back in. "I think he is giving up Dad. He's barely fighting." Joel says to his Dad with a smile. "You're doing great Son. Where's the camera? I want some pictures of you bringing him in." "It's in the front flap of my backpack," Joel answers. Tom jumps off the boulder and jogs to the blanket and Joel's backpack to recover the digital camera. Tom turns on the camera and is amazed to see that forty-five frames have been already used. Tom quickly scrolls through the pictures, viewing them on the tiny 2 x 3 inch screen. After quickly viewing what Joel and Tony have been up to, Tom returns to Joel's side just as Joel is letting the pike run his line out again. Tom takes a few photos of Joel fighting the pike, taking a good look at his son's soon to be maturing body. The boy's mostly bronze body, lean and muscular for a twelve-year-old, and his four-inch penis dangling in front of his loose scrotum, which holds his two egg-shaped testicles, that appear to be not much larger than Ricky's. Tom then jumps over to where Tony and Ricky are and takes a few photos of them as they clean the trout Tony caught. Tony's penis is also hanging heavy, and appears to be about half an inch longer than Joel's. Tony is also mostly bronze, and has a similar athletic build as Joel's, he is a few inches taller, and his shoulders are broader, and it is easy to tell that Tony's testicles are in an advanced state of adolescence, being more than twice the size of Joel's. Ricky's little penis, all two inches of it, is partly erect and sticking straight out. Tony sees Tom taking photos and proudly holds up his catch, and Ricky stands next to his kneeling friend with his arm around Tony's shoulder. Tom takes a few more photos then returns to Joel. "You through playing with that fish Son?" "Yeah, I think I am about to give up. He's kicking my butt Dad!" Joel says as his Dad takes another photo of him. "Ricky! Bring me the net Son!" Mr. Cataldo calls out. "OK Daddy!" "All right Joel. Just reel him in and I'll net him for ya!" "OK Dad. But he isn't gonna fit in that net. He's a monster!" "Just keep the line tight when he's in the net. I'll stop his fighting." Ricky brings his Dad the net, followed closely by Tony with his trout on the stringer. "Tony, there is a cooler full of ice in the bed of the truck. You might want to put that trout in there," Mr. Cataldo says. "Thanks Mr. C.," Tony answers. "You want to help me Ricky?" "Will you give me a piggy back ride Tony?" begs little Ricky. "Once we get off the boulder I will," Tony says as he sits on the smooth face of the boulder and slides to the sand five feet below. "Here, you hold the fish Ricky, and I'll hold you." Ricky takes the trout and sits on the boulder, and losers his body down so his legs drape over Tony's shoulders. Tony grasps Ricky's legs by the ankles and he starts walking towards the truck. Ricky's little erection is poking Tony in the neck. Tony looks up and back at Ricky with a knowing smile, and then takes off at top speed for the truck. As Tony runs off with Ricky on his shoulders, Joel is lifting his fish out of the water. The exhausted fish is still fighting as Mr. Cataldo places the net under its tailfin. The pike is at least 24 inches long and must weigh twenty pounds. Once Joel has the fish over the boulder, Mr. Cataldo grasps it by the gills and slides his pocketknife through the upper gill then lifts up and through the pike's spine. The fighting instantly stops. Tom Cataldo then backs up to take another photo of his oldest son. "Hold it up by the fishing line Son, and hold your rod in the other hand." Joel does as his dad tells him, "Like this Dad?" "Exactly like that Son." Tom Cataldo says as he snaps a full length shot of his nude twelve-year-old holding his catch. Joel's penis is hanging at it's full length. The boy's warm scrotum is also loosely hanging with each of his maturing testicles hanging low. "How about I make a T-shirt of this photo that says 'Fish Naked' on it?" asks Tom of his son. Joel laughs, "I don't think so Dad."