SUMMER DAY

                               PART XI

 I looked at  Ricky, Ricky looked at  me; we both smelled  it. Ricky
 kept sniffin'  the air like  a bird dog.  "What is it?"  said Jeff,
 "what are you two sniffing for?"

 "You don't smell it?"

 "Smell what?"

 "That piss is starting  to reek so bad we can smell  it all the way
 in here," I  said. "I don't know how  you feel, but I am  taking it
 into consideration to just go dump it out..."

 "Yeah," Jeff said, "I do smell it, now that you mention it.."

 Ricky slowly  turned his head back  to face mine. "How  the .. fuck
 did you know what I was thinking?"

 "It wasn't that  hard, man.. it gets irritating  just sitting there
 rancid, doesn't it?"

 "Yeah, it  just hit me,"  said Ricky, "it's  real strong and  I was
 just.. having second thoughts about taking that bath.."

 "I was too, really," I said. "Guys? You uh, want to help ditch this
 shit or would anyone rather.. leave it and do something with it?"

 "I see no reason to keep it,  it really is starting to stink," Paul
 said.

 "I don't either," agreed Marty. So we ended up ditching it into the
 commode.

 Then Ricky and I carried the  buckets out to the shed, getting back
 just in time before it started to fiercely rain again, in torrents.

 Ricky told me  that he had thought about it  earlier in the day but
 just hadn't said anything about it.

 I hadn't really thought about it, but  after we had set the buckets
 down, Ricky  had walked back  to the house  with me, hand  in hand.
 "Damn," I  thought, "really getting his  shit down pat at  an early
 age..."

 To my amazement when we came back  in, everyone had me stand in the
 center  of  the  living  room.  Everyone  was  all  hot and sweaty;
 everyone  took turns  wiping their  sweat all  over me  until I was
 literally soaked in it. Talk about a soaked puppy!

 You could tell  that everyone was starting to  turn a little golden
 brown  from  all  the  sun  they  were  receiving.  I  could tell a
 difference even in  Ricky's face in just the length  of time that I
 had  known Ricky.  He really  looked like  some sort  of sun god or
 something. Actually they  all did, but Ricky's skin  seemed to take
 it a  lot better because he  had been more used  to it, spending so
 many days in Smyrna on the streets skateboarding.

 I smelled my own body, breathed it  deeply. The sweat of all six of
 the other guys  now coated my body. They had  even wiped their hot,
 sweaty  underarms all  over me  and let  me wipe  in between  their
 asscracks. That took  the cake. Ricky let me  fuck him; immediately
 after that we all decided to go hit the showers.

 God was it wonderful being a Fraser.

 It was  about 6 pm.  Ricky, Ralph, Marty  and Paul showered  first.
 This was  good because I  wanted to talk  to Jeff, alone.  "Jeff, I
 need to tell you something,"

 I started. "Jas, you  can tell me anything. You  know that. What is
 it?"

 "I feel like  I'm spending too much time with  Ricky and not enough
 with you guys." Jeff and I were  in the guest room, so we were sure
 no one else could hear us.

 "You're  not  spending  too  much  time  with  anybody. Do you like
 spending time with Ricky?"

 "Sure..."

 "I'll tell you something, if it'll make you feel better."

 "Anything."

 "Ricky is a special case. He shows more love, he demands more love.
 Love him as much and as deep as  you want. I know that you care for
 us all  as much as  you show to  Ricky, but it's  like I say..  the
 little fucker is a lot more  understanding than some of us are. You
 can tell that, can't you?"

 "Yeah.. so far I can.."

 "Good. But  one thing -  I'll be honest  - he has  a certain way of
 reflecting that love that some of  us don't seem to show that well.
 For the last several months,  he's.. sort of been our 'mouthpiece',
 and told his  friends more of how we feel  than we ever could. That
 was one way he won over Ralph.  The kid works wonders. Let him work
 on you. I don't think you do this, but a lot of people.. think just
 because he's sixteen and not twenty-six.."

 "Yeah, I know, I know.. I don't look at age as a factor.."

 "Well, then  you know you  don't need to  look to me  for advice or
 consent.. hell, he's as much yours as  he is mine. I mean, don't be
 afraid to fuck around with ANY of  us, but I mean, you were the one
 that was  worried about time.. you  have it, use it!  Spend as much
 time with him  as you want. Evidently you  weren't spending enough,
 because out  of all his brothers,  he wanted to talk  to YOU of all
 people the other day  and he came out happy as a  lark. I - I don't
 care if  you spent a  WHOLE WEEK concentrating  on him, or  him and
 Ralph, or Greg.. whomever."

 I felt better. We went and showered. God only knows that I had felt
 just a little  guilty for some reason. Still now  that I had talked
 to Jeff, I was  going to try to get with Ricky.  "I want to utilize
 that  bastard," I  thought to  myself, and  I wasn't  thinking that
 necessarily in a sexual way either..  I knew from what we had done,
 that our vibes were similar, and that we really, really got along..
 but, so it was with them  all.. this kid had a certain MAGNETISM...
 he was charismatic, yeah.. VERY charismatic.

 Jeff, Greg and  I showered. Greg soaped Jeff and  I up. I soaped up
 Greg,  and then  we rinsed  off.  Jeff  washed my  hair, which  was
 getting longer. Then he slapped Greg playfully on the stomach a few
 times. Greg  began to get hard,  too. There were so  many people in
 this family that there was always  bound to be someone in the crowd
 with a hardon at any given time.

 We got out, dried off and then I  went to see Ricky. As Ricky and I
 headed for the  computer room, Jeff began to  explain things to the
 others, as I had allowed it.

 "What you wanna talk about, bro?" Ricky asked as I closed the door.

 "You."

 "Me?"

 "Yeah, you."

 "What about me? I do something wrong?"

 "No way man. I..  I felt guilty man. Sure I care  as much about you
 as I do the other guys, but.. I know I seem to spend more time with
 you.  Hell, Ricky,  you're young,  you're cute..  I talked  to Jeff
 about it."

 "What did he say?"

 "He said  that I needn't worry  about it and that  I could spend as
 much time with you as I wanted, that they understand."

 "Well, they do!  They're my brothers! Man, don't  feel guilty about
 doin' shit  with me.. if  you do then  I'll start feeling  that way
 too."

 "Well man, I just  think about Ralph. He loves you as  much as I do
 and I get the impression that I'm 'hogging' you."

 "Well, don't. Please don't. I guess I feel that way about you, too.
 I just hadn't.. thought that much about it."

 "Really?"

 "Yeah.  Don't worry  about anything  like that,  Jas. If  you start
 hoggin'  me, I'll  let you  know. Everyone  understands. Jeff  just
 proved that, didn't he?"

 "Yeah.. maybe YOU don't understand," I  said. He rose up from lying
 flat  on  the  bed  and  scooted  over  to  the  edge  of  the bed.
 "Understand WHAT?" he asked.

 "I'm.. I'm not  used to having six people to  love. I mean, dude, I
 just have this  thing in my heart where one  day I should settle in
 with one  guy, share my  life with him,  and he with  me. Does that
 make any sense?"

 "That  makes  perfect  sense.  I  know  what  you're  talking about
 exactly.  This family  takes some  getting used  to, man. It really
 does. But  the 'one guy' thing,  yeah.. I know what  you mean there
 for sure."

 I looked at him,  he looked back. His look was  as piercing as mine
 obviously was. Could he see what I was saying?

 "Jas.. if you need some time with  me, here I am. I really wanna do
 anything I can for you.. you know what?"

 "What?"

 "You sound like  you NEED a lover. I  mean, we all love you,  but I
 mean, you  need one guy  to do all  this shit, not  all six of us."
 Bingo. He won the jackpot.

 "Yeah. I know I do."

 "Yeah. I know you  do too. Now you wanna know if  I can think about
 going steady with you," he said. Shit!

 I nodded. "So - so be it," he  said, "so be it," in a very pleasant
 tone.  "I'd  love  to  try.  You  understand  about everything else
 though, I  mean, you don't  care if I  acknowledge Ralph once  in a
 while, do you?"

 "Uh, no.. I mean, I just wondered if you'd try it with me."

 "Hell man, I'll try anything you  want. I'll tell you what the hell
 it is, dude.. there's six of  us. When we're all six together, it's
 hard as shit to get to know any one of us individually. Get with us
 one-on-one and you WILL learn a hell  of a lot more. Just - take it
 slow, I'll  tell you everything I  can about me, and  we'll do shit
 together."

 I opened the door. "Jeff! Come in here a sec..."

 Jeff came into the computer room. "Yeah?"

 "I was just talking to Ricky and  he just hit the nail on the head,
 man. It's because  I'm having to talk to six  people at once that's
 causing  me  to  really  not  be  able  to  get a feel for everyone
 individually."

 "Yeah, I can see that," Jeff said. "You need to single us out, like
 you are Ricky. Man, I don't care, none of us do. You might not know
 it, but  there's no strain on  us. We've all been  alone before and
 I'm sure  that under the  circumstances, it wouldn't  bother us one
 bit if  you spent time  alone with  any  or all of  us. Hell, we're
 alone now! I'll..  leave you two alone. Right now  you need all the
 space you  can get. If you  need anything, just let  us know. We'll
 come running."

 "Okay,"  said Ricky,  closing the  door. "Well  Jas, that  makes it
 pretty clear to me. How do you feel?"

 "I wanna try it. I mean, now that I'm sure."

 "Well, I  am definitely sure,"  he said. "Being  with you has  been
 special.. everything you've ever said to  me has made me feel good.
 Man, like you say, I do feel your vibes..." I invited him to sit in
 my lap.  He did. I  got tired of  looking at him  like he was "only
 sixteen" because he acted much older, or what I knew was much older
 than I was at sixteen anyway.

 "Ricky, you know I love you.."

 "Yes, yes I do. I'll always love you, Jas. And you know you can say
 anything, ask  me anything.. and I'll  answer it for you  as best I
 can."

 "Fuck me," I said.

 "Are you serious?"

 "Well, not right just now.."

 "Well, you know I will. I love to fuck you. I'll hump a pillow or a
 mattress sometimes..."

 "Hell man, that's what I want, I  want to know what you like to do,
 what turns you on, what turns you off, shit like that."

 "Well shit!  That's no crime. I  could talk to you  all night about
 it."

 There was a  knock at the door. I  opened it, it was Jeff.  "By the
 way,"  he said,  "it doesn't  matter if  you sleep  in here, uh, it
 doesn't matter if you leave the  house.. do you see what I'm saying
 Jason? I mean, you got us here. So, what I'm saying is, the show is
 yours.  If you  and Ricky  take an  urge to  go to  the beach for a
 month, do it. I know it'd be  highly irregular, but I wanted you to
 hear it from me, okay?"

 "I don't think I'd want to go  that far," I said. "Not unless Ralph
 went along." "Okay, see you later," he said and closed the door.

 "Want my personal opinion?" said Ricky.

 "What's that?"

 "That's not such a bad idea."

 "What?"

 "Ralph,  you  and  me  going  to  the  beach.  Nobody  else. Just a
 thought.."

 "Well, I dunno.. I mean if  we did what about transpo for everybody
 else? What if Jeff had to go somewhere?"

 "Marty.. Marty has  a bicycle. It's as much as  they had back home.
 Hell man, we  were fucking STRANDED at home. When  we left, we were
 gonna  leave on  a bus  or something  if you  hadn't happened to be
 there.. so.. it's no major deal."

 He kissed me on the face.

 "Know what?" I said.

 "What?"

 "I don't know of anybody else that can french kiss like you can."

 "Maybe that's  because I know what  feels good.. I practice  a lot,
 even if I'm alone,  man. I'll do what I think would  feel good to a
 dude, and.."  We wrapped our  bodies together and  lay on the  bed.
 Skin on skin. We were like that for several minutes. We withdrew.

 "Shit! You're beautiful!" I exclaimed.  I couldn't hold my feelings
 back any longer.

 "Heh.. you're beautiful too, and  I fucken love you. Nothing's ever
 gonna change  that. You are SO  wild, Jas. Heh heh..  Jas.. God I'm
 trippin' on that name!"

 He was hard, his tits were standing.  All ten of it was straight up
 in the air.  I told him to lay  down and I started feeling  of that
 ten inch pole. It  felt as good to me as it  did to him. He started
 to get red in  the face again. All I had been  doing was taking two
 fingers of my left hand and running  them up and down the length of
 his shaft; he  had me coated in pre-cum now.  With my right hand, I
 lightly rubbed his buttcheeks, kissed  his buttcheeks. He came in a
 mad  fury, thrashed  his waist   like a  bucking bronco.  Sperm was
 everywhere, but  most of it had  gone in my mouth.  I licked it off
 his penis, his balls.. he WAS beautiful. And he cared about nothing
 more at the moment than being here with me. "Jas?"

 "Yeah?"

 "Want me to fuck you now? I could shoot off again!"

 "Promise me something."

 "Anything."

 "If you  fuck me, fuck  me like you're  mad and just  tear me up. I
 mean, I just  want you to put everything you  want into it. I wanna
 feel it."

 "Oh, boy. Will you ever you sly fox you!"

 I stood up. Instantly  I felt his cock enter me.  "There it is," he
 said, "all ten of it. Ready? Cos  when I get going, a bomb wouldn't
 stop me."

 "Go for it, dude!" and he did.  He was rough as hell back there and
 I loved it.

 I wanted to  be rubbed RAW.  He had a  good start too.  Pump, pump,
 pump. He was  getting me off, too. He took  his right hand and felt
 of  my  balls  in  the  sack  as  he  fucked  me.  He took each one
 separately,  just  kinda  rolled  them  around  in  his fingers. He
 growled in  my ear. He  pumped. He never  stopped pumping. He  kept
 playing  with my  balls. He  wouldn't stop.  I didn't  want him to.
 Finally I felt him burst inside me, filling me with more juices.

 "I love  you so much!"  he yelled as  his dick was  still throbbing
 inside  me. I  felt it  pulsing. "Damn,"  I said,  "I love you too!
 That's wild man, to feel your dick like that.."

 "Yeah.. want me to stay in ya until it gets soft again?"

 "Okay.." and he  did. It was wild. He played  with my stomach while
 he let it go down. Playful as  he could be! He pulled out and again
 sat on  my lap. "Somehow,  if you wanted  me to fuck  you a hundred
 times tonight, I would find a way  to do it," he said. "I know that
 I have that much drive."

 "I know you do too," I said. "Tomorrow, you, Ralph and I will go to
 the beach. Call him in here if you want."

 Ricky  called Ralph  in and  told him  the news.  Ralph was all too
 willing to go  along with it. We were  just going to go for  like a
 day or so. Ralphy spent the rest of the night in this room with us.
 Now I really did feel like a kid.

 "Either one of you like.. Fred Savage?" I asked.

 "The kid  in 'The Wonder Years'?  asked Ralph. "Hell yeah,  cute as
 shit!"

 "Yeah.. I'd molest his ass.." said Ricky.

 "Molest MY  ass," Ralph pleaded.  Ricky looked at  me. I nodded,  I
 wanted to see  him go at it with  Ralph. Ricky slid a soft  dick up
 his ass, and let it get hard as they stood there, as it was inside.

 "Ohhhh.."  cried Ralph.  Within a   minute and  a half,  Ricky came
 again.  I wasn't  counting, but  that was  three times  in the last
 thirty minutes, every bit of it with feeling.

 "Now, what about Fred Savage?"  said Ricky. They laughed. Something
 just hit me. A great idea about  what was about to happen. I talked
 to Jeff again.

 "Jeff, you  know, if we do  all three go, it  would also give Ricky
 and Ralph  a chance to  talk about shit  without pressure, wouldn't
 it?"

 "Yeah, it  would, that's not such  a bad idea, really.  It would be
 the first  time they could EVER  have talked without a  million and
 one  people around.  Marty, Greg,  Paul and  I will fix breakfast..
 wake you up about seven. Then get the hell outta here if you want..
 do it!"

 "Well, what will you all do?"

 "Whatever we want. We can RENT  a car, you know! That's no problem.
 I have an American Express card myself. You go to the beach, we may
 go to a different beach.. I kinda like the idea anyway."

 Cool, very cool. The boys loved  the idea too. It was Tuesday night
 - we'd leave  tomorrow and not  come back until  late Saturday. Hot
 damn!

 Then,  eventually I  could get  to  know  the others  in a  similar
 fashion. Maybe next week. Who knew? Who cared? It was happening!

 "Ricky.."

 "Huh?"

 "You ever uh.. get a copy of any of these magazines called '16'?" I
 asked.

 "Naah. I think Ralph did"

 "Yeah, I did," said Ralph. "I got 16's, Bop's, Thrashers.. a lot of
 shit. It's all in a suitcase."

 "What about.. Corey Haim?"

 "Oh yeah.. real cute," said  Ricky. Ralph agreed. Ralph Macchio was
 still Ralph's favorite.  He was one of my  favorites too, and Ricky
 said he was one of his.

 "Oh, please! Give me Fred Savage!" said Ralph.

 "You'd take Fred Savage over Ralph Macchio?" Ricky inquired.

 "I might.."

 "Well, Fred's kinda young."

 "Ricky, so are we!"

 "Yeah, yeah.. I know.. Hey Ralph, suck my titties.. please?"

 "Yeah, sure!" and  Ricky laid back on a pillow,  Ralph piled on top
 of him.  Ricky looked up  at me, towering  above him and  smiled. I
 knelt in front of the bed.

 Ricky closed his  eyes, I watched intently as  I started feeling my
 own cock  as Ralph licked  Ricky's hairless chest  all up. "Whatcha
 thinking about, Jason?" asked Ricky.

 "Just you two. Shit, I now pronounce you husband and wife."

 They made the perfect couple.

 "Yeah well, someday.. but meantime, I  want you in the picture too.
 I mean, royally. You're a real dude-killer."

 "So are you, Richard Scott Fraser."

 He looked up, baffled. "You.. you know my name!"

 "Yeah man.. that okay?"

 "Yeah, sure it is! It's just  that.. well, none of my brothers ever
 really.."

 "Well, dude.." and in our  exchange of expression, a thousand words
 were said, hundreds of questions were  answered. I piled on the bed
 with he and Ralph. I began licking one side of Ricky's chest, Ralph
 licked the  other... I licked up  all of Ralph's spit  which he had
 coated Ricky's chest with, and it wasn't long that Ralph and I were
 frenching. "Fred  Savage, huh?" I  said. "Will you  quit that?!" he
 snapped, laughingly.

 Ralph and  I took a corner  of the bedsheet and  wiped Ricky's tits
 dry. We talked, long into the night with the lights out.

 "Damn, Ricky!" cried Ralph, whimpering.

 "What?!"

 "This shit is too good to be true!"

 Instantly I  got Ralph by  the arm, started  rubbing him. "This  is
 Jason," I said.

 "I know you've had dreams of just getting away and being alone with
 Ricky. I  want those dreams  to be real,  I mean, if  you'll let me
 play a part in it with you."

 "Shit!" Ralph cried,  and you could tell he was  in tears. Hell, he
 was just a baby.. "I love you!  I love you both! I love everyone in
 this  family.. I  just.." "You  don't need  to say anything, Ralph.
 Right now this all seems new, like  a vacation to you. But you will
 get used  to it and  it will soon  be something you  might take for
 granted."

 "I could NEVER take this for granted!"

 "Well, I love you. I want you to know that."

 "I love  you too," Ricky said.  "Jason is looking out  for us, man.
 And I'm looking out for Jason."

 "Yeah.. it's a trip.." said Ralph. I wiped the tears from his eyes.
 Ricky got  up, put on a  pair of clean underwear,  got back in bed.
 "What did you do that for?" I asked, curious.

 "Just..  wanted to  have them  on so   I could  pop the  band if  I
 wanted.. heh heh.." He snapped it a  couple of times. I put my hand
 on them, slid it down to cock level. "Any chance you might pre-jism
 in those things a little tonight?"

 "There is  a HIGH chance  that I might,"  he replied. "A  very high
 chance. As in, as of right this very moment."

 "Oh, shit!" said Ralph.

 "Know what I'm  gonna do? Pre-jism in these  things all night, then
 let  Ralphy  wear  them  tomorrow..heh  heh.."..  and Ricky had his
 finger pokin' around Ralph's hole.. yeah..

 I wrapped  my arms  around Ricky's  shoulders and  spent the entire
 night kissing him. "Damn, this is unreal," he said.

 "Ralph, you feelin' better?" I asked.

 "Yeah  man.. I  feel great.  It's just,  you know,  getting used to
 shit.."

 "Yeah, TELL me  about it! Let's try to fall  off, 'cos we gotta get
 an early start in the morning..."

 I could tell Ricky  loved us both. He held me  and Ralph like teddy
 bears by his sides.

 Morning came quick.

 "Yo! Dudes!" Jeff called. "It's 7:25.. c'mon, lets get up!"

 We  tossed and  tumbled and  eventually found  the floor.  "Whoa.."
 Ricky said.  "Is this going  to be  one  killer of a  fucken day or
 what?"

 "Yeah  dude, it  is," I  said. "Just  the fucken  three of  us. Hot
 damn.. the things we could do.."

 "More like the  things we're GOING to do,"  said Ralph, grabbing my
 dick and  stroking it a couple  of times. "I hate  to say this," he
 said, "but Jason is on the boner.."

 "Yeah," I  said, looking down and  seeing that the other  pair were
 also. "Damn," said Ricky. "You would -NOT- believe the damn dream I
 had last night!"

 "What was  it about?" I said,  as we headed for  the kitchen to see
 plates of food  already on the table. Shit -  they WERE looking out
 for us!

 "It was wild, man," Ricky continued. "I had you and Ralph coated in
 sperm, man,

 I mean, fuckin' bathing in it, man.."

 "Have you checked your underwear this morning?"

 "No, let me.. Jeezus Christ!" he  had pre-cum so much that it stuck
 to his dick, balls, legs.. he was  soaked. He took them off and let
 Ralph put them on.

 "Shit!" Ralph said, "they are stickin' to me, too! Fuck!" he cried,
 peelin' it off his leg and putting it back on. "I love this..."

 All our dicks were like granite  poles. It was obvious that we were
 going to have  to do something about it after  we ate and before we
 left..  it  was  our  next  priority.  We  couldn't  tolerate these
 feelings any longer.

 "Boys  like sex  in the   morning," I  commented. "Aw,  geeze, quit
 reminding me!" said Ricky, squirting pre-cum juice all over. I took
 my hand, held  it down at his spout.  It wasn't long until I  had a
 substantial amount of semen on my hand.

 I smeared  it on  his dick,  and jacked  him off  under the  table.
 "Damn!" he moaned.  Soon, he shot, and this time  I was going to be
 daring and different. As he came, I let him shoot off all over... a
 piece of buttered toast.

 "What was that you put down there, in your other hand?" said Ricky.

 "A.. a piece of buttered toast."

 "That's  what  I   thought  it  was!  Shit!  Neat!"   I  was  being
 experimental as hell. Shit man, you  eat sperm all the time, right?
 Why not  "jazz" it up  a little? I  took a knife  and spread it all
 over the toast. Cut it in half, gave half to Ricky, Ricky cut IT in
 half, gave  a piece to  Ralph. I cut  mine in half  and gave it  to
 Jeff. Then I ate mine. Wow! It  was neat! Better than jam or jelly.
 Actually, it was  Ricky's jelly.. from his own  recipe. "Man," said
 Ricky,  "let's do  this again,  okay? That's  one I  never had even
 THOUGHT of! Awesome!"

 "You got it," I said.

 This  was  too  much  for  Ralph;  he  was  sitting there with that
 underwear down to  his knees, stroking his cock  over another piece
 of buttered  toast. Within two  minutes the fucker  had shot a  big
 glob onto it!  He took it, spread it out  after he had gotten every
 last drop out of the piss slit of  his dick, and did the same as we
 had done before, and I got another taste of cum. His was definitely
 different, but still it was just as sweet as Ricky's. Nice samples,
 I thought; I could hardly wait until the three of us were alone for
 some  reason. I  wasn't 100%  at my  best in  larger crowds;  I was
 learning to  be, but right now,  three would be just  fine. Soon we
 cleaned up the dishes and got ready to hit the road.

 By 8:30 a.m.,  Wednesday, June 22, 1988, not  quite two weeks since
 we had met, Ralph,  Ricky and I were on our way  to the beach for a
 while. Jeff had said that he  would wait until we called tonight to
 tell us where  they were going, they would  leave tomorrow. We were
 going  towards Daytona;  they were  still deciding  where they were
 going to go.. heh.. it would be funny if they decided on Ormond!

 Ricky and Ralph kept snaking me; it was cool as shit. All they were
 wearing were  Jams, and of  course Ralph was  still wearing Ricky's
 undies. The next time I looked  back at Ralph, he had the underwear
 off and was  smelling of it. As I  pulled over at the rest  stop on
 the interstate, he was really smelling around the asscrack. "Here,"
 Ricky said, lowering his Jams, "I'll let you smell the real McCoy,"
 and put it  right in Ralph's face. Shit -  Ralph buried his nose in
 that hole as I watched. Thank God  the dark tinted shit was up over
 the windows!  Ricky let me get  a good view as  he stayed there for
 five  minutes  in  that  position,  Ralph's  nose breathing Ricky's
 asshole, and  Ralph jacking himself  off. It was  unbearable for us
 all. I jacked Ricky off while he was standing there. "Damn, this is
 killer shit," Ralph  kept saying. "I know it is,"  Ricky said as he
 kept laughing.

 Ralph shot off  all over Ricky's legs, and then  pointed some of it
 between his buttcheeks. It dripped off his ass onto me. I got it in
 my hot little  hands and ate it. Good to  the last drop. Damn could
 these  boys  generate  some  sperm..  and  soon, like within twenty
 seconds, Ricky shot his load down  my throat. He grinned and rubbed
 me on the head, and the back of the neck.

 Ricky  snaked  me  some  more;  he  knew  that  I  thought  it  was
 interesting.  Then  I  showed  them  something:  when  my  dick was
 semi-hard,  I  could  sit  there,  take  it  at  the piss slit, and
 everytime I took the head of my  dick and would open the slit of it
 slightly,  let it  go and  open  it  again, it  would make  a small
 popping sound. The stickyness of my  sperm in there would cause it;
 I had always liked  it and now I had the  opportunity to show it to
 them. "Neat,"  Ricky commented, "Ill  have to try  that..." he did,
 but wasn't able to get quite as much  of a sound out of his. On the
 other hand, Ralph  tried this and was able to  make about as loud a
 sound as I  was because of the contour of  his dick and everything.
 It was  wild, being able to  see these guys' dicks  and everything,
 and they weren't being the least bit  shy at all. I had to comment,
 as I always do. "Damn man, it's  so wild to see you guys, like this
 man.."

 "Well," said Ricky, "I just want you to know that I want my body to
 be as familiar to you as your own.  I mean, I'll let you look at my
 cute penis all day, if you wanted.. it doesn't bother me. I know it
 bothers some  people, most people don't  want to be seen  by ANYONE
 naked.. me, I don't care... within reason, of course.."

 "I don't  care either," said  Ralph, putting his  dick right in  my
 face. "Too close for you?"

 "Hell no man..  I love it," I answered, and  he bent his stiffening
 dick (it was  already stiffening again,) so that  the piss slit was
 right at eye level. "How ya like that head?" he said.

 "I love it," I said.

 "Yeah,"  he said,  "I'd let  you look  at me  all day  too, if  you
 wanted, just like Ricky said..."

 "Sorry  I'm.. gettin'  hard again  man, I  just.. can't  help it ya
 know, man? Being around you and all.."

 "That's okay," I said, "it just lets  me know how big your rad tool
 is, man."

 "Yeah, but what  if you wanted to flex it  around?" he asked, hands
 behind his back  letting me probe around all I  wanted to. "Well, I
 can flex  it around some  other time," I  said, I don't  have to do
 that right now.. heheh.."

 "Yeah man, you  can look at me anytime man..  heh.. yeah.. we could
 even  be in  the middle  of the  damn shopping  mall, you could go,
 'drop 'em, Ralphy', and wham.. I'd be  nude for you in front of all
 those people.. heh.. can you imagine the look on their faces?"

 "Hehehh.."

 "Just joshin' man.."

 "I know you are. I love you  joshing like that," I said, and kissed
 him on  the scrotum. We  were in no  hurry, and I  had parked in an
 area  where there  was very  little traffic.  He laughed  wickedly.
 Ricky  laughed too.  We loved  each other  so much  that we  really
 couldn't leave each other alone!  Not for three seconds! Then Ralph
 put his hands on top of his head. I explored under his arms. "Ahh,"
 I said, "cool! You  got black hair under here  too!" and I smoothed
 it out  with my hands, getting  a little sweat on  it. "Yeahhh... I
 got some black hair there.. not a whole lot.. but I like it.."

 "I like it  too," I said. Ricky was exploring  Ralph's ass since he
 was  behind him,  and when  he turned  his ass  to me,  Ricky would
 explore his other areas, too. This  was neat as hell. I knew they'd
 let me  do all this  I wanted, I  didn't care if  I took two  hours
 here, as long as we weren't caught. I felt of Ralph's tuft of pubic
 hair around his cock. It was so soft and curly.. and all he did was
 smile. I told him to go ahead and turn his ass to me and I explored
 it.

 "Damn Ralph," Ricky commented, "this  is the first fucken time I've
 ever been able to look at you  this well too! I just realized that.
 And I.. love what I see..."

 "Look all you want, dude!"

 "Yeah, I love it!" Ricky repeated.

 I spread Ralph's  asscheeks open to get  a look at his  shithole. I
 put a finger up there. "Ooo.. feels good!"

 Then I  breathed deeply next  to his hole,  as he had  done earlier
 with Ricky. I felt of his soft  young legs. "Damn, you make me feel
 good," said  Ralph. "Yeah well,  you're nice to  explore," I called
 back. "Yeah, bet you wish I'd leave you the fuck alone, so we could
 go on, don'tya?"

 "Naah.. I  love this," Ralph said.  "I could do this  shit all day.
 I'm like a little brown bear with  a jarful of honey right now," he
 said.

 "Me too,"  said Ricky, "so do  all you want to  Ralph, then look me
 over, then we'll look you over. OK? Shit.. Man.. There is a..."

 "I see him.. maybe he'll go the fuck on and..."

 It was a  State Patrol car headed down the  same stretch of parking
 lot we were in. We made ready to get our Jams, just in case, but we
 didn't need them. He was simply patrolling, so we relaxed.

 "Adds a little excitement, doesn't it?" asked Ralphy.

 "Yeah..  so do  you," said  Ricky. "Uh,  actually you  add a lot of
 excitement. "Heheh.."  I ran my  hands through his  hair and kissed
 him. "I love looking at you. I could look at you all day like that,
 and maybe I will when we get to the beach," I said.

 "I'll let you, too. You know I  will." Gosh, I had already spent an
 hour  or so  looking at  that gorgeous  body, and  I had  to strain
 myself to  pull away. But I  wanted to give Ricky  a good once over
 too, now.

 Ricky  and  Ralph  traded  places.  As  with  Ralph, I started with
 Ricky's dick. It was a little limp at the moment as I took it in my
 hand. It was warm though, real warm  so it was possible that it was
 about half hard. "It is," he informed  me. "I am trying to force it
 to drop so you can wiggle it around a little bit if you want.."

 "Gee,  thanks," I  said as  Ralph dropped  to his  knees to look at
 Ricky's ass. I looked at his piss slit closely. He assumed the same
 position Ralph had, hands on top of  his head, so I could see every
 inch of this boy  that was about to be a man.  "You know, Ricky," I
 said, "I wanna tell you something."

 "What's that?"

 "You  are  so  damned  mature  man,  I'd  swear  you are TOO fucken
 mature.."

 "What do you mean?"

 "Well, you  don't do shit like  most sixteen year olds  I've known.
 You do it better."

 "Well, gee.. thanks.. that's not the first time someone's told me I
 seemed so 'adult'.. maybe I'm just used to shit, I dunno..."

 "Who else told you that, if it's not to personal?"

 "Hell man,  NOTHING is too personal,  dude! It was my..  my dad. He
 said that once when  the mower was out of gas and  I made a trip to
 get  some at  the station  without being  ASKED to..  I remember it
 well."

 Fuck. His dad. He keeps remembering  shit about his dad, I thought.
 What  next, tears?  Was I  fucking with  his emotional  strings? No
 tears; a smile. He was still happy.

 I was afraid if I kept asking  questions, I was going to eventually
 ask "the taboo", and hit a bad chord. Still, he kept saying I could
 ask him anything.  So I would. I had just  said that he was mature,
 and he was. Fucking mature.

 Ralph burst  into laughter. "What  is it man?"  I said. "What's  so
 funny?"

 "Shit man, I just remembered.. there  was this one time, in seventh
 grade.. ahahhahahh..  I made this  fuckin' clay dick,  man.. it was
 hilarious!" Ricky dropped his eyebrows, for a moment, had a serious
 expression on his face.

 "Carol Brunner's class?" he asked.

 "Yeah..."

 "I WAS THERE TOO!"

 "You... yeah! You were!"

 "Yeah,  man, I  kinda.. think  I remember  that fuckin' thing.. and
 that  was the  year I  drew a  picture of  a cock  and balls with a
 charcoal pencil. Folded that son-of-a-bitch up and carried it home.
 It looked good, I was nearly psyched into framing it and hanging it
 on the wall," Ricky said as I rubbed his legs.

 "Ohh... hot  damn, I'm a little  hard now," he said  as I looked up
 and noticed it starting to "point" a little.. heh..

 "Hell  motherfucker," I  said, "get  that son-of-a-bitch  hard, you
 little queer! You little faggot! You brat!"

 "Heheheh.. shit! Shit! Shit!" and it  started to throb. He had been
 very receptive indeed to his name-calling.

 I slid up his leg and played  under his arms, which were all sweaty
 now. He had a little more hair there than Ralph. "Oh, you dude, you
 feel so good..." I moaned.

 "Shit, dude, you got me drippin' pre-cum now! Shush!"

 I kissed him. I did.. a little mouth exploring, I couldn't help it.
 We were too much alike.

 I again dropped to my knees and  forced him to swing his lower body
 back and forth as  hard and fast as he could. Hell  man, he had the
 whole van  shaking, but he was  flying! His balls couldn't  hit his
 butt fast enough  before they hit it again.  God, that smile.. that
 grin..

 I let him turn around now and spread his asscheeks and examined his
 hole. Ralph was suckin' him off.  How Ricky came without moving his
 body I'll never know.

 Guess he knew how. I was sure he did.

 He had the  kind of body that would turn  anybody on. At least that
 was MY opinion.

 Ralph had  eaten Ricky's entire  wad and was  licking his lips  and
 Ricky's piss  slit. Then I  let Ricky turn  around and let  me lick
 where Ralph had just been.

 Ohh.. the  essence.. then I  took my hand  and felt his  pubes as I
 realized it was now about 11:45  am. "Yeah, yeah," Ricky said as he
 saw me looking at my watch.

 "I know.. you could take all day, but you won't.."

 "Uh-huh.."

 "Well,  anything else  ya wanna  do to  us 'fore  we start with yo'
 ass?" he said.

 "Yeah.. this..." I said, as I kissed them both long and hard. Damn.

 Ralph was  first, he wasn't tall  enough to reach to  the top of my
 head so I lay  down in back of the van on my  back with my hands on
 my head so he could do whatever  the fuck he wanted. And he did.. a
 little poke  here, a rub there..  his hand went on  my pole which I
 was trying to let go limp.. finally it limped up. But as soon as he
 moved it around a little, it started to stiffen. "I can't help it,"
 I apologized. "I'm not used to dick-servicing."

 "That's okay," he said. "This is a blast." He came up and kissed me
 like crazy.  He did inform  me that  he  had to pee.  "Go ahead," I
 said, "pee in my mouth. I'm horny  as a motherfucker now, but I can
 take it." Then Ricky got right beside  me at my head level with his
 mouth open too, saying, "if he can't  take it all, give the rest to
 me." Human urinals. But damn, it made me hard. I did take it all.

 "Damn," Ricky said, "where's mine?"

 "Hehehe..."

 "Just kidding," he said. "I'll get some soon."

 "You better believe it," I said and kissed him, giving him a little
 I hadn't swallowed.

 Ralph fell  back onto his knees  in a kneeling position  between my
 legs. He  ran his hands  through my hair.  Then he told  me to roll
 over  and play  dead. I  did,  and  he spread  my asscheeks  apart,
 smelled it, took a really deep  breath. Then he stuck his finger up
 there and  left it there a  minute. "Wow, that felt  good!" I said.
 "Felt good to me, too," he commented.

 He rubbed my  legs; he seemed to be giving  me the same treatment I
 had given him. But soon he let Ricky take over, as we felt a little
 pushed  for time.  Ralph had  taken about  30 minutes  with me, and
 Ricky and  Ralph were going  to do a  little more exploring  when I
 started driving,  but they pretty  generally knew what  they looked
 like. Still, you can never know too much, can you?

 "Damn,  that  was  fun,"  Ralph  said,  "but  I'm  gonna do more in
 Daytona."

 "Hell yeah,  we all are," Ricky  said. "This is just  an appetizer,
 isn't it?"

 "Oh yeah... this is just the tip of the iceberg," I said. "You just
 wait. Little shop down there I wanna hit called 'Maui Nix'..."

 "Is it gay?" asked Ralph.

 "I wish.. no, it's just a skate and surf shop.."

 "Ahh.. good... can I... get.." Ralph started.

 "Can you get what? Go ahead," I said.

 "Aww,  I just  wondered if  I  could  get some  more trucks  for my
 skateboard.."

 "Shit," I  said, "never be  afraid to ask  me for anything  at ALL.
 Yes, you can get  anything you want. If I could buy  you the sun, I
 would. If I could buy you all the stars in the sky.."

 "I... I was just afraid.."

 "NEVER be afraid.  NEVER. I swear, I see  me in you man. If  I were
 your age now..."

 Ricky sneered.  "I know you do,  dude. That's why we  can relate to
 you so well. We see you in us, too. Really."

 "Thanks. Hell boys,  if you even want a  new SKATEBOARD.. shit! Ask
 and ye shall receive."

 "No, now, I'm satisfied with this ole Vision," Ralph remarked.

 "I'll pass too,"  said Ricky. "I'm used to  this Hawk.. don't wanna
 throw a curve ball in there..."

 "Damn, you  look like skaters,  man.. look at  the front cover  and
 there you are, on a curb somewhere goin' at it.."

 "Shit man!" said Ricky. "You just paid me the biggest compliment.."

 "Well, it's all what you mean to me," I remarked. "It really is."

 "WE are  gonna get yo' ass  on a fucken bowd  yet, lil' boy!" Ralph
 snapped at me. "Oh?"

 "Yeah, faggot, yo' ass. Thheeheheh.."

 "Yeah...  you just  keep laughing.."  I said,  straining to  get to
 Ralph as  he headed for  the front of  the van. I  got up and  went
 after him. "Wait!" cried Ricky, "I'm not done with you yet!"

 "Oh.. ok.."

 "No, seriously I am," he said. "It's like about twenty after twelve
 now, isn't it?"

 I looked at my watch. 12:20 and 5 seconds. Damn. A walking clock. I
 wasn't about to tell him he was wrong.

 "Yeah, it is," I said, hooking  my wrist. I was accustomed to doing
 it absent-mindedly, and  I'll be damned if Ricky  hadn't hooked his
 at the same time. I laughed.

 "What?" he said.

 "Nothing."

 "Come on... what?"

 "Hook your wrist again, Ricky..."

 "I didn't...."

 "Yeah, you did too.. I liked it.."

 "What... this?" and he hooked it again.

 "Yes, that. You look so cool. You should be Joe Cool..."

 "Yeahhh.. right... whatever.."

 I started the van and we were  on our way. Everyone slid on shirts,
 Jams and shoes... we were going to get some lunch soon. We had been
 at that  rest stop for about  three and a half  hours! But we loved
 it. Still, we wanted more.. but we'd have to wait for Daytona...

 Ralph sat in Ricky's lap, to my right. Ricky wouldn't let his hands
 rest, they were  all over Ralph's body. Now he  had them on Ralph's
 tummy,  Ralph's cute  little brown  tummy. He  slid them around and
 gave Ralph goosebumps. "Ooooo, I love youuuu," Ricky said. "You got
 goosebumps.. heh heh.."

 "Yeah, you're givin' 'em to me, dude.."

 "I know.. heh.. jus' like this hardon you're givin' me.."

 "You're not hard again are you?"

 "Oh, yes I am!"

 I swerved the van on the interstate,  nearly hit a tow truck in the
 other lane.

 "Jas, you okay?" asked Ricky.

 "Yeah, yeah... I'm  fine," I said, speeding up to  65 miles an hour
 as  opposed to  55. "Jas,  Jas... this  is still  a 55 zone," Ricky
 informed me,  smiling. "Oh," I  said, casually, slowing  down to 55
 again.

 "Not getting you stirred up over there, am I?" Ricky inquired.

 "Uh, not too bad, no..."

 "Are you SURE about that?"

 "Yeah.."

 "Well, howcum you got a boner in dem britches then?"

 "It's a long story..."

 "Now, wait a second, it's not any longer than mine!"

 "Heh.. yeah.. I know.. heh.."

 Ricky and Ralph  got in the seat behind me.  I locked on the cruise
 control and  Ricky massaged my  temples. "It just  bewilders me," I
 said, "how often you cute little boys can let your dicks expand..."

 "Every chance we get," Ralph said.

 "Yeah, I suppose you're hard too," I said.

 "Well... as a  matter of fact it is sort  of comin' around... heh..
 getting some senses about it.."

 This was too  much. But I wouldn't have it  any other way. I pulled
 the van into a Red Lobster. We  were ready for some seafood, and we
 were going  to have some. "I  know I'm a shrimp,"  Ralph commented,
 "but you don't have to rub it in, heheh.."

 "Now, wait a minute.. I never said that," I said.

 "I know,  I'm just joshing.."  he said. There  was no line.  We got
 waited on almost immediately. NON-SMOKING section of course.