Date: Wed, 26 Apr 2017 22:03:03 -0500
From: Carl Williams <txs.lore@gmail.com>
Subject: Spring Break is Good Too - Part 5

Spring Break is Good Too – part 5
Carl ,   txs.lore@gmail.com

Easter weekend just went by in a flash.  Jason showed up late Thursday
evening.  You would think that they haven't been feeding him at college by
the way he scavenge the refrigerator.  I don't have to worry about
leftovers in there now.  I really thought that was a brand new jug of milk,
but it was gone in no time.  And he was on his phone the entire time.
Finally, with a horrendous loud burp that signaled the end of his feast, he
put down the phone, brushed the crumbs from his chest and belly, smiled at
me and asked me what was going on.  The conversation was amazingly
interesting.  I heard about classes, dorm parties, getting sunburned while
watching the college baseball game, and more.

We did talk about his friends and relationships.  I was happy that he had
some good friends and enjoyed being with them.  He even talked about girls
that he was going out with, not dating, just enjoying their company and
learning to dance.  Although, he did say a few times that the girls were
chasing him, looking to get a piece of his body.  He had a huge smile when
he admitted that he was thinking about it.  He also admitted that he wasn't
even tempted by any of the guys.

As he talked a little more about the guys, I had a huge rush of guilt come
over me.  There hadn't been a day go by that I hadn't thought about what
happened between me and Jason's friend David.  Best friends that turned
into lovers.  Yet, when Jason was away, David and I had ignore that and
allowed things to happen that met wants and desires.  There were things
that David and I did that I wasn't sure that I could do and I had a little
bit of guilt about myself but it also made me smile.  What really got me
was the thought that we had betrayed the relationship that Jason and David
had developed over the years.

Although, I didn't have to guess at that they were gay.  I walked in as
they had each other's dicks deep down their throats.  Later on, when his
mother found out or allowed herself to recognize that her son was gay, I
was the target of her frustration and anger.  All I did was keep it a
secret but to her, I was the cause of it.  I gave up arguing with her, long
ago.  David's parents were not thrilled at all.  His father is resentful
but still somewhat supportive.  Ad David has said, his Dad allows him to
live in the house.  And David's mother has been tolerant.  I think I could
best be described as facilitating.  I have taken the boys on trips and
gotten their own room.  I have put up with the squeaking beds at home, ---
actually, now, I think I would say that I enjoyed hearing the squeaking
beds and even the soiled bedding and such.

I really cared for both boys.  I felt like Jason was a strong young man,
stable and with great expectations for his future.  David always seemed to
me much more vulnerable.  I have always described it as a sweetness in him.
Physically and emotionally, he seemed so much more tender.  One memory that
stands out to me was when they worked at building fences one summer.  By
the end of summer, Jason had a leathery tan, his hair had lightened, his
hands were toughened, and he had built enough muscle that his shirts were
tight and straining not to rip.  David had turned a smooth golden brown.
It looked like his limps had grown longer with much less muscle definition
than Jason.  And it was amazing at how soft his hands remained.  My
brother, who had hired the teens for the summer, swore that they did
exactly the same amount of work all summer long.

It was those thoughts that were going through my head as Jason talked.  He
had moved closer to me on the couch and took up the position he had since
he carried stuffed duck toy and snuggled up to me to fall asleep before I
carried him to bed.  At 4 or 5 years old, he considered my belly as the
`bestest place to go sleepy'.

Soon he fell silent.  He had fallen asleep while leaning on me.  It made me
smile and feel so good.  I enjoyed the warmth of his body and the slow
rhythmic rise and fall of his chest.  My hand was already slowly rubbing
his chest and belly.  I was admiring the look of his abs but also noticing
that he was getting a bit of a belly.  He had talked about gaining weight
while at school and said he even had to buy new jeans.  I did grab his
belly and give it a little shake.  It wasn't all that bad but it was the
most fat the boy had had since he lost his baby fat.  That little shake had
started something too.  His underwear started to rise as his dick got hard.
I know I also accelerated that process when I found and played with his
happy trail.  Just gentle pulling on the fine little hairs got his dick to
get completely hard.  It tented his underwear and caused a gap in his
underwear to open up.

I let my fingers follow his happy trail down and into his underwear.  It
caught me by surprise when all of sudden, the softness of his pubic hair
stopped and I felt bare skin.  Before I looked, my fingers explored.  I
found smooth hairless skin, some stubble, but not a single pubic hair long
enough to grab.  From crease to crease, not a hair.  Down to where I was
touching the base of his boner, not a hair.  I hadn't seen that on Jason!
He was probably 11 when he was that smooth, but with a dick not nearly the
size of my thumb.

I was looking and feeling.  I couldn't get his underwear up over the top of
his boner without doing something like bending or pushing it down.  I
didn't want to wake him and I didn't want to really touch his boner without
him consenting.  I was still admiring the bareness.

Then, he stretched, he growled as his body straightened out.  I thought he
was waking and I was going to get the story of his bareness.  However, he
just flopped around, landing on his side and actually laying more on top of
me.  He reached down and scratched his junk.  His dick head was now outside
of his underwear and was pressing on my belly.  As it rehardened again, his
underwear slid down more and his boner was very visible.  The whiteness of
his pubic area was stunning.  He had really done a great job shaving.  It
was also at this time, I realized that Jason somehow got some special
genes.  Nobody in my family had a dick that size!  And he sure didn't get
it from his mother's father.  Bless his heart but that man had a dick so
small that I wondered how he ever got enough penetration to make a baby.
And my brother-in-law's dick, well, we should just call it; cute.

I felt Jason flinch.  Then right where his dick was laying on my belly,
there was a little spot of wetness.  When I wiped it with my fingers, it
was clearly precum.  It definitely had the scent that was Jason.  I
couldn't reach my mouth, I did want to taste it.  I did touch it to Jason's
lips.  That may have been a little mean but even in his sleep, he seemed to
enjoy it.

At some point, I fell asleep.  I woke up alone on the couch.  The blanket
was covering me but I was in such a weird position that it took me awhile
to get the muscles moving so that I could get up.  Jason had moved to his
own bed.  I stopped to look as I went to pee.  He needed to shave and I
laughed a little bit thinking about how much time he had spent shaving his
pubes and not much effort on his face.

I cooked up one of his favorite breakfasts, Rocky Road pancakes,
apple-smoked bacon, and sunny side eggs.  When he had a second helping off
all, I understood where that belly was coming from.  He has grown to
appreciate my coffee.  I make it dark and strong.  I get teased that you
need a spoon just to serve it up.  It did wake him up.  After the first
cup, he was talking and bouncing as he talked about what he wanted to do
over the weekend.  He kept texting and reporting to me that David was
almost home.  David was a big part of his plans.  He didn't even ask me if
David could spend the night, it was just a given.

When David arrive, it got so loud in the house that it was hard to believe
that it was only the two of them.  Hugs and loud pats on the back and
exclamations of how much they missed each other.  And one big long deep
kiss.  It made me smile.  And Jason opened up his eyes just enough to see
me smile.  He gave me a thumbs up.  I walked into the kitchen to give them
some space.  And for the rest of the day, I was just barely there.  I could
tell that they recognized they were ignoring me a bit, when they tried to
get me into the conversation.

They were still talking, and surfing around travel sites, looking for
adventures for this summer.  Ideas of working on a cruise ship, to working
at a cattle feed lot, to being counselors at the pro football quarterback
camp all were being discussed.  The did consider my thoughts on several of
the choices.  Finally, I fed them.  As Jason went to piss and wash his
hands, David came right over to me and wrapped me up in a hug.  He smiled
and went right for his kiss.  As our tongues met, his hands grabbed my butt
cheeks and pulled up and apart.  I could feel his boner pressing on me and
I realized that I had "popped a boner", just that quickly.  When we heard
the flush, we disengaged, wiped our mouths and smiled.  It didn't seem like
I was cheating on Jason, just it felt so nice.

Before too long, I went to my room, watched a little TV, heard them
laughing and giggling, and eventually, I fell asleep.  I woke up to a very
quiet house.  I wasn't sure if they were still there, so a poked my head
into Jason's room.  There was one lump in the bed with two heads sharing
the same pillow.  In their sleep, they did look more like the junior high
school boys that I remembered.  I closed the door quietly and went to get
my coffee.  I didn't dare start cooking anything for breakfast.  Based on
their past, they might have slept until mid-afternoon and wake up wanting a
double bacon, avocado double cheeseburger with sweet potato fries.

It wasn't all that long before I was hearing noises from the bathroom.
Then one big roar of laughter and the door burst open and a naked Jason
comes running out.  I had to prepare to get run over but I was watching
them run out.  Now, I had a great look at Jason's pubic hair shave. There
wasn't a hair above his dick, on his balls, or on his legs immediately next
to his junk.  It made for a definite blank spot.  Jason isn't very hairy at
all but the rest of the hair on his legs and his happy trail really stood
out.  His happy trail looked so lonely when it just ended in bare smooth
skin.

And his dick was jiggling and bouncing all over.  He was completely limp
but he was hanging long.  It was a cute pink color and it really did remind
me when he was a little boy and would come shower with me or when I would
have to help him get dressed.  His dick was quite a bit longer but without
a pubic hair in sight, it looked so young.  I realized I was looking at his
dick a little too much and tried to look at their faces.  I don't think
they were paying much attention to me anyway.  But as soon as I saw David's
face, my stare moved right down to his junk.  He had a nicely shaped mound
of pubic hair.  Brown and curly, trimmed down a little and with clean
straight edges making a V.  His dick was slightly hard, not just hanging
but with a little stiffness that pushed it out a little from his body.  I
hadn't realized how well defined his dick head was on his shaft.

They were laughing and pushing each other around.  Doing a little slapping
and pinching and grabbing.  They stopped and stood there looking at me and
telling me they had a nice sleep until they messed with each other as they
pissed.  I was trying to see the humor in that but I was just imagining
where the piss when as they messed with each other.  Something to clean up
after they went back to school.  And I thought they had reverted back to 11
year olds.  They did look good naked, together.

David must have noticed what I was looking at.  He put his hand where
Jason's pubic hairs should have been and did a little rub.  And he asked me
if I had seen the art work.  I acted surprised.  Actually, my surprised
reaction was the reaction to seeing his hand on Jason's junk.  When David
moved his hand to Jason's balls, I couldn't help it but grabbed my own junk
and held on.  I had seen them kiss, I had seen them under the covers, but I
had never seen them openly touch each other's junk like that.  I was
staring and trying to respond verbally.  I was very much enjoying the show
as David handling Jason's dick and balls.  And I almost lost it when Jason
grabbed David's hairy balls and asked me if I thought that he would look
good with shaved balls as well.

They whispered to each other and I knew that I was busted.  They knew I was
looking and enjoying it.  I found out that they were actually telling each
other that they were seeing me playing with my own boner and might as well
have been jacking off.  They laughed at me but I took it as a good laugh
and not taunting me.  And David was playing it up, putting Jason's bare
junk on display for me.  And he stepped in front of Jason and hugged him.
Junk to junk.  And David turned so that Jason's butt was facing me and he
lifted Jason up as he split his butt cheeks.  He then asked me if I thought
that Jason should complete the shaving and get rid of the hair around his
butt hole.  I looked and I did see a big ol' hairy hole!  A nice pink
pucker surrounded by dark curly pubic hair.  It made me jump back a little.
It made me laugh at myself.  I reacted like I was afraid it was going to
jump out and attack me.  I realized later that was the first time that I
had seen Jason's butthole since he and his cousin had mooned me, his mother
and aunt and uncle as they were skinny dipping at the lake house.  It was a
lot more hair than I would have expected.  I guess I was expecting what I
had.

They did put on a little show but not for all that long.  I told them if
they went to clean up and get dressed, I would make breakfast for them.
They wanted my famous biscuits and sausage gravy.  I kind of figured that
and had all the makings ready to go.  I started the cooking and I heard the
shower going.  They have always taken long showers.  I went do check on
them and to let them know when the biscuits would be ready.  I heard the
shower water in a rhythmic beat and then heard David's little yelps that
went right with that unmistakable sound of belly hitting butt.  I stayed
outside the door, with my hand playing with my own boner until I heard
Jason's grunting and cussing and obvious orgasm.  It was probably a little
mean but I knocked on the door right then and told them that breakfast was
almost done.

I think I'll wait and tell about the next day and night next time, and just
send this now. I hope it isn't getting too long and that it is still
enjoyable.  I really appreciate all the great comments and encouragement.
Please let me know what you think, Thanks, Carl txs.lore@gmail.com