Date: Sat, 14 Oct 2006 05:52:10 -0700 (PDT) From: adm2780 Subject: Brads Idol Ch Seventeen All rights reserved. Other than downloading one copy for personal enjoyment, no part of this story may be reproduced or transmitted by any means, except for reviews, without the written permission of the author. As in real life, the sexual themes unfold gradually and are kept to a realistic level. Comments on the story are appreciated and may be addressed to the author at adm2780@yahoo.com This story contains descriptions of consensual sexual contact between males, adult and minor. As such it is homoerotic, designed for the entertainment of mature adults. If you are not of legal age to read such material, or if the subject matter would create irresolvable personal moral dilemmas, please exit now. Chapter Seventeen: Brad's Idol When Marich's dad came down the slope, Uncle Ray introduced himself and told him what had happened; he then invited the three of them to join us for lunch. After lunch, Marich, Michele and I headed up the slopes. I had to promise Uncle Ray not to go beyond the second drop off; that meant no more runs down the expert slope. Mr. Michael, Marich's dad, told them the same thing. While we headed for the lift, Uncle Ray and Mr. Michael stayed in the lodge to drink coffee. That was fine with us, 'cause now we were on our own, with some restrictions, of course. We spent most of that afternoon on the slopes. Most people will only make a couple of runs in the afternoon and then decide to rest. Why? We did four runs and were ready for more when Marich asked one of the resort people if we could use a sled on the slopes. Now, since I'd never been skiing, you can guess that I'd never been on a sled either. The man was nice about what we wanted and said to wait until after five and then we could use the medium run so long as we stayed on the right side. Seems that five was when most people left the slopes to get ready for supper. As it got near five Marich found his dad and asked him to open their car and retrieve the sled. I'd never done this before and thought this would be great. As we headed for the lift Uncle Ray suggested that since I had never done this, we might make a couple of runs down the beginner slope to let me get used to sledding. I couldn't believe he would say something like this, especially in front of someone. I ran over and whispered in his ear. "Uncle Ray, you're embarrassing me. Only a wimp would do that." Uncle Ray just shrugged his shoulders with a whispered 'sorry' and smiled. I think he enjoyed teasing me like that; no, I know he enjoyed it. I really didn't mind too much, he always made sure anyone watching would know he was teasing, and, besides, I could usually find a way to get my revenge later. The sled looked like many I had seen in magazines and the television. Truth of the matter was simple, I didn't know on e sled from another; I didn't even know how to steer or stop the thing. I did know this looked like it was going to be a lot of fun. When we got to the top Marich sat in the front with his feet on what looked like two metal bars. He explained these were used for steering. When I asked how to stop the sled, he just looked at me and smiled; that was the total answer. Anyway, I sat behind Marich with Michele behind me. My feet were tucked under Marich's knees; Michele did the same to me. Off we went. That first sled ride had to be one of the wildest and most fun things I'd ever done in my life. You could feel every bump and turn on the course. If there was any way to control the speed I'm sure we just went full ore down the hill. I was laughing and hollering so loud they probably heard me over on the next mountain. How I stayed on I'll never know except I was the main course in the sandwich. When we got near the bottom I learned how to stop. I felt Michele's hand on my left shoulder and next thing you know we were eating snow. When we stopped I was laughing so hard I couldn't stand. Uncle Ray and Mr. Michael came over to check on us. All three of us were spread eagled in the snow hollering like idiots; happy idiots. When Uncle Ray and Mr. Michael said it was time to go in for supper we begged, as most kids would do, for just one more ride. After all, this was my first experience and we had to do it at least twice. Of course, the adults gave in and up we went. We loaded on the sled same as before. This time Michele must have been more comfortable with me being there; I would swear he was sitting closer and holding me tighter. In fact, he seemed to be holding me a little low. I squirmed up behind Marich as close as I could get and wrapped my arms around his chest. We were so tight against one another that I knew I wasn't going anywhere without one of them. On the way down we hit one of the bumps (moguls) straight on and went air borne. What a thrill! How we stayed on the sled was anyone's guess; I knew we had experienced a miracle by just surviving our antics. As we neared the bottom we stopped by using the tried and true system - falling over. It was almost dark as Uncle Ray and Mr. Michael came over to us and said it was time to head inside. Three boys aged ten and a half, eleven and a half and thirteen had just found a new friend(s) to play with and didn't want to settle down. We knew there had to be something more fun than sitting in the dining room. "Uncle Ray do we have to? We was just startin' to have fun. Just one more ride, please?" "Brad, no more rides tonight, it's getting dark. Thank the boys for a good time and tell them you'll see them tomorrow. You've had a good day, but it's time for supper and you haven't spent any time with Charlotte and Mother." I managed to put on one of my better looks of disappointment and resolve, but it didn't help. As I was saying so long to Marich and Michele, Aunt Jackie and Aunt Charlotte started in on Uncle Ray. "Ray, there just boys wanting to have fun. Let them go have their fun; after all, we spend time with him back home. Now, if you don't want him to go that's one thing, but don't use us to stop him; we say he should go." Way to go Aunt Charlotte and Aunt Jackie. The big smile returned to my face as I waited for Uncle Ray to say something; knowing he lost this round. He stepped over to speak with Mr. Michael who seemed to be having the same type conversation going with his boys. Finally, they decided something. Funny thing, before he said anything he reached down and felt my butt. "Okay, you boys win. You can eat in the snack bar and then go to the game room; no more sledding or skiing tonight. That work?" "Yes, sir! That works good." I looked at the other boys and could tell they were happy too. "First thing, Mr. Brad, you go upstairs and change clothes. You're wet and I don't want you getting sick. The way the three of you stopped the sled I imagine your butt looks like two ripe tomatoes from being cold. When I felt you just then I could tell you aren't wearing the long johns - tomorrow you do. After you eat I'll give you some money and the three of you can play in the game room. Play time will be over at 8:30. Capisca?" "Got it. Uncle Ray? ... thanks." Reaching around his neck I gave him a big hug. Looking over at the other boys they were doing the same with Mr. Michael; and we were out of there. *** As always, game room time flew by and we headed back to our rooms. We got Uncle Ray to give in this time and if I wanted him to give another time, don't abuse the situation. Simply stated, do what he said without argument and the rules can be bent again down the road. We said goodbye in the hall and made a date to start over again first thing in the morning. As we parted I heard Michele say something to Marich, but he didn't speak in English. "Vi ste tudi razburljiv to hocem okus slcherni del od vas sivot." When Michele said this Marich turned and looked at me with a big smile. I had no idea what he said but made a note to ask when we got together the next day. "Uncle Brad, I'm back" "On the balcony." I headed out to the balcony and waited a moment for him to cross his right ankle under the left thigh, forming the figure four seat I was so accustomed to, and then climbed into his lap. We sat there a few minutes just looking at the sky and enjoying the quiet. He wrapped an arm around me and I reached back and rubbed the side of his face. As I rubbed his face I realized something. "You shaved tonight." "Yeah, it helps keep my skin from drying out in this weather." "That the only reason?" "Maybe." I had a suspicious look on my face and he was smirking. He knew I was asking if he shaved because maybe he had plans of doing something else tonight. Of course he did and it was only a few minutes later we were in bed. He started playing with me, leaning over the top and cradling me in his arms. I stopped him and reminded him that every time he started first I felt great but didn't get to do anything to him; tonight was supposed to be my turn. Then I pushed him down and climbed mostly on top of him. He always felt warm and the soft hair on his chest tickled, but it was a good kind of tickle. With my first finger I traced the outline of his nipple, working my way to the center and pinched. He reacted when my thumb ran lightly over the nub. While doing this I kissed and tongued is neck which was also sensitive, but nothing compared to when I stuck my tongue in his ear. I'd stick my tongue in his ear and lick out the canal. When I did this he gave a whole new meaning to squirming and moaning. There was no rush tonight, we had hit the bed early and I planned on taking my time. Slowly I worked my way down his chest and spent plenty of time nursing on both his nips. Leaving there, I licked my way down until I felt his dick rubbing the side of my face. Deliberately, I moved so his dick rubbed along my face, knowing how sensitive it was. I kissed and nibbled my way across the bottom of his stomach, feeling his dick slide under my chin and pop up along the other side of my face. Holding the shaft with my hand I began licking a new piece of candy. When my tongue hit the head he nearly cleared the bed. "OH MY GOD!!! Brad, boy, do you know what your doing?" "Driving you crazy, I hope." He continued to moan and let out a few choice words and phrases while I treated his dick like a Tootsie Roll pop. I licked and sucked trying to get to the sweet treat in the middle. After a while he sat up and grabbed me under he legs, swinging me completely around to the sixty-nine position. We worked on one another, sometimes on our sides and sometimes he rolled me on top of him. I would get so excited and have a dry orgasm which caused me to stop work on him for a few moments. It was those times that let him keep going without falling off the edge. After a while he turned me again so I lay on his stomach and we humped until he wet us both. As we came down and caught our breath he rolled me on my side, holding me tight and spoke softly in my ear. "Boy, you are one amazing kid." 'Thanks...." How long we were going at it I don't know, I do know I peaked out more times than I could count and was exhausted. What a way to spend the night. I fell asleep almost immediately. *** Someone knocked on our door just after seven the next morning, and I thought that was way too early. After all, the fun fest and energy spent the last night required we sleep in. Uncle Ray got up and grabbed a robe to answer the door. It was Michele and Marich, up, dressed and smiling with the sled. "Mr. Ray, we're going out sledding before the ski slope opens. Can Brad come too?" "Well, boys, if you can get him up he can go. There he is, have at him." "Uncle Ray...? Wait a minute..." Immediately, both boys charged the bed and jumped on, grabbing all the covers. There I was exposed in all my glory and hollering for everyone to wait. Uncle Ray just stood there and laughed. The boys thought this was one big joke too; pointing at my nakedness, or maybe it was my morning salute, and having a good laugh. Marich had fallen down on me. When he sat up he gave me a peculiar look and smiled for a moment. That was curious. "Brad, I think your friends want you to go sledding. Now that you're awake, guess you should think about dressing; and don't forget the long johns this time." We spent the whole morning either sledding or skiing the slopes. This time we were good, we didn't go up to the expert slope once, not even just to ride the lift. We passed Uncle Ray and Mr. Michael a couple of times. They seemed to be taking it kind of slow. Aunt Jackie and Aunt Charlotte sat out on the balcony sipping on something and waving each time we passed by. When lunch time came, boy were we ever hungry. During lunch Uncle Ray decided to pop our balloon. "Brad, you know we're supposed to go out for dinner and then a sleigh ride tonight." "Yeah ..." "Well, right now I'd say you look more than just a little tired. Don't you think it would be a good idea if you took a short nap this afternoon so you're not too tired to enjoy the evening?" "Naaaah, I'm not tired. Besides, I promised Michele and Marich I'd ski some more with them this afternoon." "You know, you can try to do too much and if you get overly tired, you won't enjoy anything." "I'll be fine." "Okay, since you won't take the hint, let me put it this way. We are all going sleigh riding tonight. That includes Mr. Michael and the boys. We do not want to have overly tired and grumpy boys on our hands, so you will be taking at least a little rest this afternoon. I hope you caught the way I said that. It was not a question nor was it a suggestion." I looked at Michele and Marich, Mr. Michael was saying something to them in that foreign language they knew. The look on the boys' faces told me they just got the same news I did. I just resigned myself to the inevitable. "Yes, sir. But Uncle Ray, do I hafta do it right after lunch?" "What do you want to do right after lunch?" "We spotted a hot tub outside the gym room and we wanted to try it out. It'd only take a few minutes, plus it'd help calm me down so I can get to sleep faster." "Kid, have I ever told you to consider being a used car or real estate salesman when you grow up? I think you're trying to con me. I'll go along with it on two conditions. First, you don't do it alone; and two, no more than one hour after lunch you are in bed. Deal?" I looked at Michele and Marich who then looked to Mr. Michael. When he nodded okay to the boys I told Uncle Ray it was a deal. He said I had to get a robe from the front desk; they wouldn't appreciate me running around in my just my shorts. The hot tub was outside in the cold weather. Taking off the robe I could feel the cold air blowing over my body and in a couple of minutes it felt like it was cutting through me. Marich set the timer for the jets and we climbed in. Compared to the temperature in the air, this water was really hot. Slowly, we settled to the seats. Then I saw both Michele and Marich moving, but didn't know what they were doing. Marich told me to drop my shorts and aim my butt at the jests. I reached over and felt his legs, he was naked in the hot tub. I joined him and he was right, this felt great. I didn't do this long though; if someone saw us and it caused trouble, Uncle Ray would really get mad. Marich sat in Michele's lap and the two started speaking in that language again. Marich looked at me while talking to Michele and said "Hocem vpijanje vas kurc." Michele and Marich both looked at me and smiled. I had no idea what they were talking about and smiled back anyway. Judging from the way they were moving and the look on Marich's face, I knew they were up to something. When I asked what was up, Marich said Michele was giving him a massage. Okay, I could accept that, but where was he massaging? We kept our word to the adults and headed to the rooms before the hour was up. We all promised to take a rest, not necessarily a nap, and not necessarily in our own room. The boys came with me. We stripped out of the wet shorts, finished drying off, and climbed into the spare bed. I had let Uncle Ray know when we headed up and he said he'd come wake us in about two hours if we hadn't shown our faces by then. When we got in bed I asked Marich what Michele had said last night when we parted. "What you mean by what did Michele say, when?" "You know, when the three of us said good night out in the hall and agreed to go sledding this morning. It sounded something like 'Vi ste tudi razbur .... Hocem ...slcherni..." "Oh, I know what you mean. He say 'Vi ste tudi razurljiv to hocem okus slcherni del od vas sivot' That mean he think you hot and he want to play with you." I just sat there looking at both of them. I couldn't believe this kid had just said he wanted to fool around with me. "Brad, you Americans silly. Where we from it okay for boys to play together, that how we learn. What you learn from, book? Back home a boy learns about himself from a older brother, a cousin, or an uncle; depends on who in family. I have no brother or uncle, so my cousin teach me. Where we from that okay. I think you learn from uncle. I smell dry cum on you this morning." I blushed bright red and was both shocked and scared. If Marich told anybody, Uncle Ray and I would both be in big trouble. "It okay, Brad. I can tell you Michele teach me; but I can not tell Mr. Ray. You can say uncle teach you; but not okay to tell my father. Understand?" "Yeah; it's just .... Well, you know .... Over here we don't talk about those things." "Back home, we not talk about them either, but we don't hide from them. You turn red this morning when we find you naked in bed. When we in room we stay naked most of time, more comfortable. You Americans try to hide yourself too much ... that silly." "Well, with all he said, all those words, all he said was he thinks I'm hot?" "No, he actually say he thought you are so hot he want to eat you all over." I sat there thinking about it for only a moment when I grew this mischievous grin and looked at both of them; then I held my arms out... "Well, here I am, have at me." They looked at one another, grinned and then attacked me. Each took a side and went to town. These guys knew what they were doing and how to drive a boy wild. While one nursed a nipple the other tongue fucked an ear; they moved all up and down. During all this one of them was massaging and squeezing my package and had me whimpering the whole time. I reached under both of them and had a handful of their packages in each hand. While they worked on me they humped my hands. Then they really shocked me. We had been doing this a while and were all three panting for breath. Both boys sat up on their knees and kissed, and I mean kissed like they really knew what they were doing. I almost went over the edge watching Marich suck on Michele's tongue. While they did this I continued to jack both of them; one of them was jacking me, and all three of us lost it almost simultaneously. When we caught our breaths I told them we better get some rest or Uncle Ray would really be pissed with me. We lay down under the sheet. I lay on my right side as normal with Uncle Ray. Michele spooned against my front, as he touched me I realized that he had gotten me a little wet. Marich spooned against my back. Shortly, and I mean very shortly, I heard the electronic lock release and the room door opened. We played possum. When the door closed we each giggled under our breaths. Uncle Ray and Mr. Michael woke us some time later. If you've never been on a night-time sleigh ride, there is one thing to remember -- it's cold. If you're a southern boy like me, then it's very cold. Normally, I'd sit with Uncle Ray and scrunch up against him but that wasn't where it was warm. Having two grandmotherly types along had big advantages. First, pampering me was a top priority for them, and second, they had big warm fur coats. I sat in the sleigh peeking out over the fur coat sleeves I was wrapped in. We stopped at this little log cabin looking place and had war apple cider. I decided this would not be a drink of choice any time soon, but it was warm. When we got back to the lodge it was surprising how much of the evening had passed. As we went in I felt chilled to the bone. Uncle Ray filled the tub with warm water and we settled in for a good soak. This was really nice because he let me sit in his lap while he bathed me, just like it used to be. My original plans were for a repeat of the last night, but Uncle Ray had other plans. "I think we have a tired boy here." "I'm okay." "Yeah, that's why you're melting down on me now, right?" "This just feels good. We haven't done this in a while." I lay there while he washed warm water up on my body, enjoying the feel of being wrapped in his arms as the water ran down my body. When he finished the front he rolled me over, I lay my head on his shoulder. I was almost asleep when he picked me up and got out of the tub. He dried us both and carried me to bed; I loved the pampering and the gentle way he handled me. When he pulled the comforter over us I stretched out as much as I could and snuggled into him as much as possible. He gently rubbed my back and then cupped my butt in his hand as I slipped off to sleep. End Chapter Seventeen To Be Continued; comments welcome; contact Dwight Wilson at adm2780@yahoo.com