Date: Wed, 5 Mar 2008 15:42:37 -0800 (PST) From: Chris Subject: Twelve And Nineteen, Part five Twelve And Nineteen Part Five by Chris It was just over a year ago on November 28th, of 2006 that i completed my last installment of this true story of my early years with Nathan. I was humbled to have recieved over three hundred emails about the story, so far. I was so surprised by the response. A good number of those persons asked me to tell about the next two years after I met Nathan and his brother. They wanted to know how we spent all that time, before our parting. I've decided to tell the rest of the story. ______________________________________________________________________________ All previous disclaimers apply. ______________________________________________________________________________ The light only too quickly filtered through the open flaps of the tent. There was a slight chill in the air in spite of the heat of the previous night. Our sweat drenched bodies now were huddled together in the sleeping bags that had served as a floor for me all through the evening. My knees now red from kneeling were now gathered into the folds of Nathans bent legs. My now stretched and flushed mouth, close enough to kiss his shoulders. My arm draped around his midrift. My morning boner poked the humid folds of his ass. But I didn't want to wake him. The almost silent snores of the one I loved could be heard amoung the morning sounds of his Grandfather's awakening farm. Bird's were chirping a welcome, and frogs could be heard talking in the rushes of the nearby pond. A splash from feeding fish, and the growing sense that I was hungry, now began to nudge me evermore to open my eyes and see all there was to see in this new world. I only grudgingly wanted to wake to a new day, for the day before had been the best day of my life! I had learned so much in just a few hours. I was a new person! I was nothing more than chalk in the hands of two experienced teachers and this tent floor had been my blackboard. And I did everything that they asked. It was only then that I realized that Mark, Nathan's brother was gone. His sleeping bag was empty, and it dawned on me that he had said something the night before about having to work this morning for a short while, but he would be back to pick us up. Suddenly I had to pee, real badly, so i slowly withdrew my arm from around Nathan and pushed back the sleeping bag. I was somewhat cold, and almost shivered, but I had no choice, I had to take a leak. I got up and moved as quietly as I could through the two hanging flaps of the tent, only peaking a second to see if anyone was around (because I was buck naked, with a five inch boner sticking straight out in a perfect forty-five degree angle to my twelve year old body). But no one noticed as I stood at the corner of the tent in the mist of the early morning, watering the grass with my urine. The steam now rising from the ground, I heard a shuffling in the tent, and soon Nathan yelled out, 'Chris, is that you?' I said, "Ya!" "Where is Mark?" he responded. I said, "Remember, he had to work!" "Ah shit, ya, now I remember!" The tent flap opened and out came Nathan in just a t-shirt, nothing else. He had put it on in the night, before he fell asleep, because he said that the misquitoes would eat him up if he didn't. But he hadn't put anything else on cause "he wanted to be free!" Again, I was taken back by Nathan's raw beauty. I felt like the virgin twelve year old again, who saw him for the first time at the foot of the stairs in the church, before boy scouts. As he moved toward me, squinting at the morning light, his long blond hair fell to his shoulders and over his face. A hand moved a long strand too behind one ear. He stared at me, then at my cock with its last few drips of piss. Moving to stand beside me, with his semi-hard member, he smiled that beautiful smile and said, 'How's that pussy of mine this morning?' Just like him, to say something like that about me. I'm sure I blushed. I had too. Even though I had had so much cock inside me the night before, and my ass hole hurt today, and I could have said something, I still felt so vulnerable in front of Nathan. It was like he took my beath away. And any confidence I could muster before I was with him, just vanished, like water down a drain, in his presence. I'm not sure I said anything, but soon, after hearing his piss hit the ground, I came to my senses. "I kinda hurt, a little." He looked at me again. He just laughed, while looking at my now hard cock sticking out in salute. And I shivered. Nathan rummaged inside a canvas bag and before I knew it, he pulled out a cigarette and lit it. He took a big long drag, paused, and then released a billow of smoke into the early morning air. Still nude, accept for his shirt, his cock hung to the ground and I watched for some signal of what we were to do next. I knew his brother would be back, but didn't know when. I was chilly, but definitley getting warmer by the moment. It seemed he was in no hurry. And nudity here meant nothing to him. he was comfortable being himself, and I liked that new freedom. He offered me a cigarette. But I said "no". I genuinely didn't like them. (Still don't today, accept for an occasional cigar). I was getting horny again, just watching Nathan. With his, (what I thought then) perfect body, he knelt before a newly started fire. His cock and balls swayed with the rythym of his movements. And his ass cheeks caved in a appropriate moments, emphasizing the strength of his legs and thighs. Just a few hours ago, he had used those very muscles to push all the harder into my newly broke boi pussy. After this brother had finished with me, Nathan asked me to lay on my back. And then he took my legs and pulled them up and soon they were over his shoulders. Only for a moment, he looked in my eyes and i felt his cock push at my pussy. And then he thrust deep inside me with one firm movement. I groaned, and he smiled and kissed me with a deep passionate possessing. He had gone as deep as he could with his cock. And with repeated grunts and moans, he finally came in just a few minutes. It was a hard fuck, and I felt each thrust, as though he wanted us to be 'One'.How many times did I hear the words, "Oh, baby, so tight, so hot! Your mine baby, Your mine!" I felt a stirring in my balls again as I watched Nathan this morning, and waited. And I couldn't hide my constant boner. I had to do something. I was starting to leak pre-cum. And Nathan, now only a couple of feet from me, had to see it! And sure enough, he giggled again as he poked the embers with a stick. "God damn Chris, can't you wait till after we eat? At least let me finish my cigarette!"