Date: Thu, 8 May 2008 03:09:47 GMT From: "user459@netzero.com" Subject: Adult/Youth - Rest Stop 12 I finally broke up the extended hug and grabbed a box of tissues from the desk and passed them to the boys. "OK, we can't go to lunch like a bunch of blubbering sissies, can we?" I asked. They both laughed and straightened themselves up. "How's this, Coach?" asked Kyle. "You look very respectable and cute as hell!" I responded. "What about me, Mike?" Jamie asked. "You look mahvelous!" I mocked. "But you have to get some regular clothes on. You do have some in your duffel, don't you?" "Yeah, but it's in your car." I threw Jamie the keys and told him to run and get his stuff. He sprinted out the door toward the parking lot. "Can I ride home with you, Mike?" Kyle asked. "A lot of the other kids' parents came today to pick them up, but my mom won't be coming because she already made the trip once to bring me back." "Sure, you can ride with me." I answered. "Did you bring anything back that you need to put in my car?" "No, it's just me." Jamie ran back in and rummaged through his bag for some clothes. He came up with shorts and a T shirt and some regular sneakers. He didn't bother to go change in the exam room, but stripped down to his briefs right there in the entrance to the training room. Of course, there was no one to see him but me and Kyle. Besides, it only took him about ten seconds to get dressed! The only thing I had seen him do faster was getting naked. I shut the lights off on the way out and we walked to the dining hall. The boys hung back behind me, sort of delaying the inevitable. They knew they had a scant hour left together. The noise from the dining hall grew louder with every step. You could feel the surging testosterone emanating from the building. We went through the door and took our places in the lunch line. When we got our trays full, we went our separate way; Jamie to his team table, Kyle to his, and me to the coaches' table. There were some announcements from the podium on the stage and the soccer camp director thanked the boys and the staff, including me, for such a great weekend. Yadda, yadda, yadda, and so on, and so on. I really couldn't even fake being interested in what was being said. I kept trying to keep my boys in sight. Finally, the speeches were over, lunch had disappeared from the boys' trays, and they began to filter out of the building. Jamie and Kyle found their way back to me. I excused myself from the coaches and we snuck out the side door. Jamie and Kyle exchanged phone numbers and email addresses and another hug. Jamie's coach yelled to him and he grabbed his duffel bag and headed his way. Kyle and I just stood there watching him leave. He turned once to see us one more time and gave us a wave, then he melted into the crowd of boys headed for their ride home. "Well, we better hit the road, too, Kyle." I said. "What about the guys who came with us?" Kyle asked. "Coach Rooney said their parents came and picked them up, so it's just you and me." I told him. "Cool!" he said. We walked to the parking lot, got in the car, and got into the line of cars leaving the parking lot. In a few minutes we were on the highway heading home. It was a pretty straight shot to get home on the highway and I put the cruise control on and settled in. "Do you think we can get to see Jamie again, coach?" Kyle asked. "I sure hope so." I said. "You will probably see him in a couple of games this season." "Maybe he can stay over." Kyle said hopefully. "Maybe." I said. As we droned along, I couldn't stop all the thoughts running through my head. Would I ever be the same? How would I feel toward my wife now? God, I hope none of these boys said anything to their coaches or parents! I'd be screwed! I started to get panicky as I imagined the worst case scenario. "Mike! Mike!" Kyle repeated. I snapped back to reality. "Huh, yeah, what is it Kyle?" "I really have to go!" "What? We just left a few minutes ago!" I looked at my watch and it actually had been about twenty minutes already. The time had flown while I was playing "what if". "I drank too much soda at lunch and I really gotta pee!" he said, fidgeting in his seat. "OK, there's a rest area up ahead, you'll have to hold it until then." I remembered passing a sign a mile or so back. We should be able to stop in just a few minutes. Come to think of it, I could use a good piss break myself. We made it to the rest stop and pulled into the parking lot as close to the building as possible. I think I was still rolling when Kyle hopped out and ran toward the restaurant where the rest rooms were. I was right behind him and we weaved our way through the crowd to the men's room. Here was another giant tiled facility in the middle of nowhere. I thought of how this had all started and was quite amazed at how far we had come. I headed for my favorite position, the last urinal in the row, but found they were all taken. I didn't see Kyle, either! I saw the door of the last toilet stall open and Kyle leaned out and motioned for me to go in. I looked around, but no one was paying any attention to me. I backed into the stall, and turned around. My jaw dropped! There in front of me were Kyle and Jamie, both with their pants unzipped and open with their hard dicks in their hands, both stroking them to their hardest. I just shook my head and smiled. "You got me! Did you plan this, too?" I asked. "Kinda!" Jamie said. "It's cool how it worked out!" I stepped over to them and took over stroking their peters for them. It felt so good. I picked up the pace and jerked them both good. As I was jerking them off they were holding onto each other and had found each other's mouths. They were dueling with their tongues and rocking back and forth into my hands. Damn, I wish I had my trusty Lubriderm! Oh well, this was as good as it gets! I stroked and stroked and they kissed and kissed. It wasn't long before I felt them getting closer and closer. My hands were getting tired, but there was no stopping now. Jamie was first, and I cupped my hand over the head of his cock and caught his cum in my palm. Kyle was right behind him and I caught his as well. I stood there with two hands full of cum while the boys struggled to come back to earth. "Amazing!" said Kyle. He reached for the hand that Jamie had cum in and raised it, palm up to his face. He looked me in the eyes and then licked my palm clean. Jamie was watching what Kyle did and he pulled my other hand to him and licked it up as well. "This is too much!" I said. I felt Kyle tugging at my zipper and down it went. He fished out my very hard cock and gave it a couple of strokes. Jamie had sat on the toilet and maneuvered into position to take my cock into his mouth. He went right down on it with no hesitation and proceeded to blow me like a pro! Kyle just watched with a smile on his face. Given the situation, in a public restroom with two boys, and getting my socks blown off, I didn't take long to get there. "I'm cumming!" I whispered hoarsely. "I'm gonna cum!" I felt it coursing through my body and out into the mouth of a boy I loved. He took the bulk of it, then pulled off and milked the last drops out for Kyle to lick off the head of my dick. Jamie stood up and all three of us pointed our swords toward the bowl and unloaded all that piss we had been holding. The streams died down and and we shook them off and put them away. "Wow! I can't believe it!" I breathed, "You guys are way off the charts!" I pulled them to me for yet another hug. They giggled and looked so self satisfied. "Now we have to get out of here without being caught! This isn't a janitor's closet, you know!" I joked. The boys fought to stifle a giggling fit, and I signaled them to be quiet. "Kyle, go, now, and wait by the car." I ordered. Kyle opened the door and strolled out, stopped to wash his hands, and left for the parking lot. "Jamie, I'm going to miss you a lot." I said with a tear in my eye. "I love you; you know that, right?" "I know! I love you, too!" was all he could squeak out. "Go, now!" I said as I pushed him toward the stall door. He went straight out of the restroom and I was left there all alone. That very moment was the loneliest I had ever felt in my life. I took a wad of toilet paper in my hand and dabbed my eyes. I opened the door of the stall and went to the sinks. I splashed water on my face and washed my hands and dried them on a paper towel. I walked back through the rest stop in a daze. I couldn't see Jamie or Kyle and all these people didn't mean squat to me. I went through the outside doors to the parking lot and scanned for signs of my boys. I saw Kyle standing next to my car, but no sign of Jamie. "He's gone, his coach made him get in and leave with them." Kyle said sadly. "Well, now it's really just me and you," I said, "Unless you two have cooked up more surprises! Kyle just giggled as we drove off.