My Life in Stages, Part 11

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"Alright, boys," Isaac said as he positioned himself on the wrestling mat, "Eli and I are going to show you what rimming is. It's, basically, using your tongue to lick and give pleasure to a partner's butt. I know it sounds odd, but it feels very good."

I took up my position next to Isaac, with a bit of space in between, ready to taste some sweet boyhood hole. I had to admit, my cock had not been this hard since my last trip to Eagle Canyon. That had been three years ago, when I accompanied a good friend and his gorgeous little nephew. The young thirteen-year-old boy had been hungry for cock from the moment we got there, not even waiting for the car to stop at the campsite before he was stripping off his clothes and exposing his throbbing erection. My friend and I took turns licking and tonguing his cute hairless hole while the other one set up the tent. One would probe his hole, the other would work, then we'd trade off.

Now, as I laid flat on the wrestling mat with my long-lost boyfriend, I was eager to taste some smooth boy butt again.

"I want you to come over here and straddle my head, okay?" Isaac said to Levi. "Then, you'll lower yourself down so you are kneeling with your butt just above my face. Nolan, you do the same to Eli."

Without a word, the horny twins did as they were told. Each one had a rock-hard erection that bobbed up and down as they walked across the mat. I was entranced watching their smooth and, for their age, sizeable boyhood's bounce and bob up and down with each step.

As each boy got in to position, Jack looked on a bit dejected. He had a definite "I feel like the fifth wheel" look about him, as if he was being left out of the situation. I couldn't let that stand for long.

"Jack," I said as Eli started to kneel, "why don't you come sit between me and your dad? You can watch what we do to Levi and Nolan, and then have your own turn."

Jack smiled at me and gave a few appreciative tugs on his killer teenage member. I could see some youthful precum starting to drip off the tip of his thick mushroom head, and I wanted to taste it. I have always had a bit of a fetish for precum (owing to my first visit to Eagle Canyon), so seeing that clear, sticky, sweet-tasting liquid dripping off such a beautiful young cock was more than a little enticing.

"Hold on, Nolan," I said softly, placing my hand gently on the young boy's soft ass as he lowered himself in to place, "I just need to do one thing really quick, then my mouth is all yours."

As Jack settled in to place between me and his father, I leaned over and extended my tongue. Jack knew what I wanted and did not waste a moment in giving it to me. He got on his knees and gently guided his throbbing teenage boyhood to my open mouth. I extended my tongue and ran it over his glistening head, lapping at the slowly flowing precum like a dog at a barely trickling garden hose. I wanted every drop of it I could get.

Jack moaned appreciatively, his eyes closing as the feeling of my tongue caressed his boyhood.

"Thank you," he whispered as I pulled my tongue away.

Without needing another prompting, Nolan continued his downward movement. Within a couple of seconds, he was fully kneeling; his legs straddling my head, his eyes (I guessed) glued to my throbbing cock...or closed in anticipation. Honestly, either one was a perfectly fine choice.

I helped position the young boy properly, spreading open his creamy ass with both hands. His small, tight, pink pucker came in to view. Even though I had just had my hands on it, and my fingers in it, it still looked so new and inviting. It was like being a kid on Christmas morning, eager to play with the new toy Santa had left under the tree. But, instead of the latest video game or tech gadget, I was staring at a smooth, virgin, boyish asshole. It was every boy-lover's dream, and I was going to take my time enjoying it.

As Nolan lowered himself on to my face, I stuck out my tongue and gently licked at the tight little prize. I could feel and hear a sharp intake of breath from my young lover. It was a new sensation to him, and his hormone-addled body didn't quite know what to make of it. Softly, as my tongue lapped as his hole and took in that sweet, salty, boy-musk, Nolan moaned.

"That feels good, Eli," he purred as my tongue traced circles around his tight hole and sought entrance to his virgin opening.

"I'm glad you like it, baby," Isaac said, pulling his own tongue out of the other twin's sphincter. "How do you like it, Levi?"

"It feels really good, Daddy," the thin blond panted between sharp breaths. "I want you to do this all the time."

"Maybe I will, baby," Isaac replied just before he pulled the boy down tighter on to his face.

For several minutes, Isaac and I laid on the floor side-by-side, each of us relishing the feeling of our tongues exploring and probing these young boys. Their assholes tasted sweet, salty, musky...in a word, perfect. I could have allowed myself to tongue-fuck Nolan's soft bubble-butt all day, but the boy seemed to have other ideas.

He moaned loudly with each swipe of my tongue across his pucker. He gasped for air each time my tongue passed his sphincter and entered his gorgeous tunnel. He was in ecstasy, I could tell, but he wanted more.

After about five minutes of the first ass-eating of their lives, the twins exchanged glances. Levi seemed to have been elected to be their designated speaker.

As if on cue, both boys removed their smooth bottoms from Isaac's and my faces. They stood, turned around, and faced the man who had just been tongue-fucking their virgin holes.

"Okay, Daddy," Levi said, his hand reaching over to stroke his twin's throbbing boyhood while he spoke. "I think it's Nolan's and my turn to do that to you and Eli!"

My cock twitched. My heart skipped a beat. Soon, very soon, the beautiful young boy whose ass I had just been eating would be diving in to my own ass, tasting a very intimate part of me.

"When it Rome," I whispered to myself as I spread my legs.

 

*****

Isaac and I both lost all color in our cheeks instantly. Dad and Ryan had seen what we were doing?!

My dad has always been cool and not much of a yeller. He has always been very open about nudity (proven by both being here this weekend and with the numerous baths he helped me and Isaac take together over the years). But, I wasn't sure how he would react to seeing his son and his son's best friend sucking each other's dicks in a steam room.

"You...you saw us..." I started to sigh, my mouth drying out as the words attempted to form.

I glanced over at Isaac and he looked like he was about to cry or have a heart attack.

"Yeah, we did," Dad said calmly, sitting on his sauna bench and looking at us, "and I am not mad, okay? You boys did nothing wrong. You're young, you are surrounded by naked guys, and I know that both of you prefer boys over girls. It would be like me taking Ryan to a naked cheerleader camp and expecting him not to want some fun with the girls."

"Oh! Can we do that for our next trip?" Ryan joked, adopting a far away look in his eyes and staring up to the ceiling. "Mmm...cheerleaders," he added in his best Homer Simpson voice.

I couldn't help it when I heard that. Despite being uncomfortable and a bit scared about Dad and Ryan seeing me and Isaac sucking each other in the steam room, the joke was funny. Even Isaac, scared and shaking at being caught, managed to smile.

"Yeah, dream on," Dad said, gathering up his towel and tossing it at Ryan's face. Ryan wasn't expecting it, and it caused him to lose his balance and fall back on the bench. It was only then that I noticed that Ryan was not fully limp. His teenage cock was half-hard, and I felt myself start to stiffen again at the thought of touching him.

"But," Dad continued, "as I was saying... You boys are not in trouble. We are here, in a place with only men, and in a place where nudity and sex are, apparently, openly embraced. If you boys want to play, with each other or others, then here is the place to do it. Its boys' week after all, and you know that most rules get relaxed during this week."

Dad was right. Our annual boys' week usually saw Dad relaxing the rules, adopting more of a "boys will be boys" attitude than he did at home.

"So," I asked, taking everything in that Dad had said, "when you told Ryan that it'll be your secret, what did you mean?"

Dad looked at Ryan for a moment, then cleared his throat. This was his "okay, this is a serious statement coming" habit. I didn't know whether he even realized it. But, every important statement from him seemed to be prefaced by a throat-clearing.

"Well, what I was telling Ryan was that you and Isaac are obviously going to get a lot out of being here, sexually speaking, that is. I was telling him that you two may end up playing together a lot, and we needed to honor your privacy and keep it to ourselves. What happens here, stays here. Do you boys agree?"

Isaac and I shared a look, seeming to check in with one another before answering. I had calmed down, but Isaac still looked like he had seen a ghost. Tears still welled up in his eyes and he looked like it was taking all his energy to keep them from falling.

"Yeah, we agree," I said, taking Isaac's hand in mine.

"Good. I'm glad to hear that. The other thing your brother and I were talking about was about him and me...well, enjoying ourselves here."

I thought I knew what Dad was saying, but I wasn't positive. The look on my face must have given it away, though, because Ryan decided to put it in simpler terms.

"Dad means that it will be our secret, the four of us, if you two fool around or if Dad and I decide we want to play with someone here," he said bluntly.

"Wait," I said slowly, the realization dawning on me, "you and Dad? You two playing? You mean, with other guys? Like...like Isaac and I were doing?"

"Yeah," he said, taking a deep breath, "can I explain, Dad?"

Dad nodded, giving Ryan the go-ahead.

"Dad said that he has played with other guys before, but not in a long time. Not since, like, before I was born. But, he said he liked it and may want to do it again. And I have always been sorta curious what it was like. I mean, I think I'm straight, but I kinda like the idea of touching another dude's dick. So, Dad said that the four of us could kinda explore what we were interested in this week, with whoever we wanted, as long as all of us agreed to keep it just between us. No telling mom, no telling Isaac's parents, and NO telling anyone at school! That cool with you?"

"Yeah!" I said, suddenly excited. Not only was I able to see so many naked boys this week, and not only had I just been given permission to do what I wanted this week, but my dad and brother had just admitted they would, too.

"You..." Isaac started, his voice wavering, "you promise you won't tell? I don't want my dad to find out. He was so mad about Coach Anderson...and now Coach is here...and I was in so much trouble..."

That was the end of his ability to hold it in. The rush of emotions from the day before – Coach Anderson letting us touch him in the showers, his dad catching us, him being dragged naked from the school – it was all too much, and the tears started to flow.

"Come here, Isaac," Dad said, standing up and offering his hand to my best friend and boyfriend, "let's go take a walk and talk for a minute."

Isaac extended his hand, and in a moment the two of them were gone.

"Ryan," I said, after a few minutes of uncomfortable silence, "did you mean it when you said you kinda liked the idea of touching another boy's dick?"

"Yeah," he answered, "I did. I don't know why. I like girls, but sometimes I look at the boys on the track team when we are showering after a meet, and I think `I wonder what his dick feels like in my hand.' I know, probably not what you expected me to say."

"No," I said truthfully, "it's not. But, that's kinda cool."

"Thanks. I think you're kinda cool, bro."

He moved over to my bench and pulled me in to a side-hug, comforting me about everything that has happened and reassuring me that he wasn't going to judge me for being gay. It was a special moment and made me love my big brother even more.

"Eli," he said after holding me for a minute, "would...I mean, if you're okay with it...and you can say no...but, would it be okay if I touched your dick?"