Date: Sun, 7 Apr 2013 11:40:35 +1200 From: bob charles Subject: Blood, Surf and Tears (Gay / Young friends) chapter 5 (Revised) Blood, Surf and Tears. Disclaimer: Warning: this story contains sexual content, and contact between young boys. If the subject matter offends you, is not to your tastes, or if you are under legal age for your area, then find something else to read. In the following story all names and events are completely fictional. Although I may mention a specific location, place, or person any resemblance to said people, location, or places is completely unintentional. Chapter 5: "Humph, Humph, ahhh, ohhhh , ahhh, jeezeus!" I screamed. It was louder than what Caleb had done a short time earlier. I was now completely spent. My legs were really shaking and struggling like crazy to support my weight. I slumped against the wall of the shower, and slid down to the floor. My legs were far too weak now, to be able to support my weight any longer. Caleb leaned over to my immobile body, and planted a heavy kiss on my lips. My eyes were firmly shut, as I was too exhausted to be able to open them. I just sat there slumped against the side of the shower, while the water was still washing over my glowing body. Caleb just continued to kiss me, until he sensed that I had recovered enough. "I told you that I was more interested in making you happy." he whispered. He had a smirk plastered on his face. He was still glowing I could see, now that I was finally able to open my eyes again. His glow seemed to have a new vibrancy about it. It was almost like Caleb had got himself off again, just from getting me to cum. I hoped that he wasn't serious about not wanting me to do stuff for him. But for him the ultimate joy was seeing the other person getting so much pleasure. It took me a long, long time to recover from my orgasm. Once I finally had enough strength to stand up again, I did so. But my legs were still very shaky and still struggling to be able to hold my weight. Caleb had to help me to get out of the shower. He sat me back down so that he could dry me off. He also dried himself before helping me to my feet again. He walked me over to his bed, supporting my weight the whole way. I was really struggling to stay on my feet, let alone walk as well. He then laid me down on his bed, and hopped in beside me embracing me in a loving hug. ************ The next time I opened my eyes the sun was streaming in the bedroom through the window casting a bright light on our naked torsos. I could vaguely make out that we were no longer alone in the bedroom. Sleepily I rolled over to see who was there. Caleb's dad had been standing at the bottom of the bed for a little while looking over us boy's and waiting for us to wake up. He had been woken up by our play earlier in the morning but wasn't upset by it. Although he did sort of wish that we had kept our voices down. "Good morning Dan. I just came to tell you that breakfast is almost ready." Dad said. His voice was gentle and soothing knowing that I wasn't quite awake or ready to get up yet. His son was still sound asleep, and he didn't want to wake him. He wasn't surprised that he was still sleeping, as he knew that we had a busy time this morning. "Huh, yeah I'll be down soon." I said at first still trying to comprehend his words. I was still really drowsy as I still couldn't force myself to wake up properly. I tried to wipe the sleep out of my eyes before struggling to sit up. I saw that Caleb was still asleep so I gave him a little nudge to try to wake him. "Nah, let him be for the moment. I know you have had a busy morning, so it's alright for him to sleep a bit longer." Dad said all so calmly that I didn't get his point straight away. I was a bit dazed and confused at what he had said. It slowly started to dawn on me as to what he was referring to. "You heard us." I said a little loud as my body bolted upright. I suddenly become wide awake at the realization that he had heard our earlier sex play. I could feel my face flush red with embarrassment. I was completely mortified that he knew what we had got up to. I slowly came to the realisation that he must of heard us. "Well you two weren't exactly quiet, if you know what I mean. But don't worry about it. I'm not upset with either of you for it." His soothing voice calmed me down again. Knowing that he wasn't bothered by us doing it, helped a lot also. I made a mental note that next time we should at least try to be a bit quieter though. With that he left the room, leaving me alone with my thoughts and my sleeping little lover. So I lay back down and snuggled back into him, waiting for him to wake up again. Just like he had done for me, that first morning after we had slept together. Slowly he started to wake. I could see his eyelids start to flutter as he entered those early stages of waking. A little while later his eyelids slowly opened fully, revealing his glorious blue eyes to the world. He still looked very groggy, as he wiped the sleep from his eyes. We lay there hugging for a while, as I just let him slowly return to the land of the living. I started to become aware of the urgent need to go to the toilet. He did too. So we dragged our reluctant bodies out of bed, and followed our boners to the toilet. We did our business, chasing each other stream of pee around the bowl in the process. We cleaned our hands and headed back to the bedroom to get changed. I only had the clothes I had worn on the night of the hailstorm, or my dress clothes. So put on the clothes from the other day, they had dried out now and I figured that the hailstorm would have acted like a wash for my clothes. Caleb put on a plain white T shirt, and some really short black rugby league style shorts. They really did look damn sexy, but probably wouldn't hide anything given he hadn't even put undies on underneath. Then we headed downstairs for breakfast. Little did I realise that it was now closer to lunch. We got downstairs and took a seat at the table. We waited patiently as dad brought out the food. Yet again he didn't hold back with his cooking expertise. He had made eggs benedict with smoked salmon, and a heavenly homemade hollandaise sauce. The whole meal was out of this world. It was so good. But that was only the appetizer. He had also made some bacon, lettuce and tomato bagels. And yes he had handmade the bagel's, and toasted them to perfection. I'm starting to expect no different than perfectly cooked food from him. But what made this such a delight to eat was the sauce he had made, and was lightly drizzled on it. Now I couldn't tell what the sauce was or what went into it, he kept it all top secret. But it was the perfect thing to bring all the elements of the dish together in perfect harmony. Even now the thought of that sauce still sends shivers down my spine it was that good. Thankfully that was all that he had made, because I was stuffed. Caleb was struggling to eat his last bagel so I knew he was full too. Seeing Caleb hadn't finished yet I took the opportunity to start the dishes before he tried to stop me. I stopped briefly, and gave dad a kiss on the cheek. I thanked him for preparing such a sublime meal for us. Of course Caleb wouldn't let me do everything but I was just happy to be able to help this time. I'm sure if he had beaten me again, then I would have been kicked out of the kitchen again. So I was glad that I got there first, as I hate watching as others clean up after me. We finished cleaning up after breakfast and went outside for a little bit. It was a warm day, but not hot like it had been till yesterday. The wind was blowing a stiff Northwest. I knew that the surf was going to be crap, due to it being the wrong wind direction. So there wasn't going to be any point in going to the beach to check the surf. Caleb gave me a really disappointed look when I told him that we weren't going to get a surf today. He still didn't quite understand about how the wind affects the surf. I tried my best to explain it to him, in the end I think that he understood. We were stuck for something to do. We really didn't want to waste such a glorious day. Caleb suddenly remembered that his dad had brought him a couple of fishing rods and stuff, so suggested that maybe we could give fishing a go. He had fished a couple of times before he became depressed. Since then he had totally forgotten that he had the gear. It had been a birthday present from his dad, and he had taught Caleb the basics of fishing, so he at least knew what to do. I had never fished before so I was relying on Caleb to teach me. We decided to grab Caleb's fishing gear, and head out to the mole to try our luck at fishing. It was a long arduous walk along an uneven metal road. The two kilometres out to the very end of the mole took forever, and we were completely drenched in sweat by the end. Between the sun beating down on us, and the hot northwest wind that was blowing, we were sweltering. The walk wasn't easy as due to the mole not being a road it had not seen any proper maintenance in a long time. Resulting in large potholes all over the place from where the large waves crashing over it had eaten away at the dirt surface. We trip and stumbled numerous times, but thankfully neither of us fell over. It was a bit strange sitting out there at the end of the mole, because you're surrounded by the shimmering waters of the Pacific Ocean. There is water in all directions, apart from one straight thin concrete construction that takes you back to land. Being out here makes you feel like you're alone in the world. It's just you and the person beside you. It is the best feeling ever. Being so isolated with the person you love most, is total unbelievable. I definitely don't feel lonely in the slightest. In a strange way I feel totally the opposite. After a couple of hours we had managed to catch a couple of fish, but we were mainly enjoying each other's company. Due to how hot it was, and the fact that we were totally alone we decided to take a dip in the water. We stripped off out clothes and clambered over the rocks that make up the side of the mole. Once we were right at the edge we dived into the cool water, gasping as the almost frigid water took our breath away. The water out here is a lot colder than the water closer to shore, and we hadn't expected that. Thankfully we were both good swimmers too, as the water all the way out here is very deep. It was so refreshing, well after our bodies got used to the cold water. We frolicked around in the water for ages before deciding to get out. Getting out was the hard part as the rocks at the water's edge were quite slippery. I had to be extremely careful as I pulled myself out of the water, so that I didn't slip and cut myself. We both made it out safely and climbed back up to the road. As I emerged back on the road I got laughed at. I was a little confused as to why Caleb had suddenly laughed at me, but I noticed that he was pointing at my crotch. The water was a lot colder than I realised, and had caused severe shrinkage. My balls had disappeared up into my body, and my pecker was only about an inch long now. Caleb had the same problem, which caused me to laugh at him too. His pecker was almost non-existent. He saw me laughing at him, so just tried to rub his prick back to life. I started to think that I may have embarrassed him, but I could see him actually laughing at the state of his dick. I was relieved to say the least. I know that he had laughed at me, but he knew that I wasn't worried in the slightest. Whereas I was still a little worried, that he may not have been totally comfortable with his body yet. I had laughed more as a natural reaction, and hadn't considered how he would react till afterwards. I was glad that he really was comfortable enough to now be able to see the funny side of his body. We lay on the rocks for a while, letting our bodies dry off. During this time the heat from the sun had brought our peckers out from hiding. Caleb was just lying beside me letting his eyes wander back and forth over my body. I still was covered in bruises, but they were slowly starting to fade. It didn't worry Caleb as he was able to look straight past the bruising and was able to enjoy my sexy body as though there wasn't a bruise on it. I was lying there ogling his sexy body at the same time. I also noticed that his midsection didn't quite seem as white anymore. He was slowly starting to get an all over tan. We decided it was time to get changed and head back home. We had just got changed in time, and had turned around to head back. I suddenly glimpsed this gleaming pearl white monstrosity start to clear the head, on the other side of the harbour. There was a new cruise ship heading towards port. So we decided to stay and watch it. What an unreal experience. Sitting there at the very end of the mole watching this ship towering over us, as it slipped into the harbour, only a hundred or so meters from us. It was the most unbelievable thing that I have ever seen, and experienced. The wake from the massive ship was just starting to hit the mole, and we were getting soaked. It splashed up from the base and washed right to the other side before dripping back down to the water again. Somehow we weren't washed over the side with it the wake was that powerful. We were drenched and starting to wonder why we had put our clothes back on. I could see people up on the upper decks of the cruise ship, and quickly realised that it was probably a good thing that we had got changed, as they would have been able to see us. With the ship now safely in the harbour, and us starting to dry out, we prepare ourselves for the arduous journey ahead. We collected up our fishing gear, and the bucket with the fish we had caught in it. Then we started the long walk back down the uneven metal road on the mole. We had caught three decent sized fish, two blue cod and one groper. We were happy with the catch, especially seeing as Caleb had to remember everything his father had taught him. Then he had to pass on his knowledge to me. A lot of it was trial and error, but we managed to catch some fish. So it was worth it in the end, and we both had a ball. Trudging our way back to Caleb's, we completely dried off through the heat of the day. But we were starting to sweat profusely, because it took a lot of effort to carry the gear back. One of us had to carry the bucket with the fish in it. The bucket was also half full with water to try to keep the fish as fresh as possible. The other had to carry everything else. At about the half-way point we swapped over. But regardless of the monotony of carrying everything back, we were both sparkling with joy at the whole experience. Neither of us had done anything like that before. Caleb had fished before, but being out there at the end of the mole was somehow different. For me the whole experience was completely new. Not to mention watching the cruise ship drift into the harbour. But the best thing was just the joy of being around each other. Even with how tired we were from the trip back the whole way we were just buzzing with excitement when we finally returned home. We were so high that we didn't realize how tired we were till we had put everything away. Then we both pretty much collapsed on the couch in a heap. It was so good just sitting there after such a long trip. But our relaxation was only short lived. "Right you two. I want you to go get cleaned up, because you both smell like fish. Then you can take a nap for a couple of hours, and I'll wake you then it's time for a cooking lesson." Dad said to us not expecting a reply back. He had figured that I wouldn't be too tired for a cooking lesson, as I had seemed excited with it the other day. He was hoping that Caleb would want to join in, but he wasn't going to push his son. It was his choice whether he wanted to learn or not. As it is he is a pretty good cook anyway. I almost jumped at hearing cooking lesson. I was so excited that my tiredness seemed to melt away, like butter left in the sun too long. My excitement seemed to rub off on Caleb as well as he seemed to be looking forward to the lesson. We did as we were told and showered. It was only a quick shower, and we both behaved ourselves. I think we would have slept right through to tomorrow, if we had got up to anything. We both cleaned the other, and we also dried each other off. Then we headed into Caleb's room totally naked, and climbed into bed. We cuddled up to each other, and fell into a deep sleep almost instantly. When we were woken up again, we were both feeling a lot more refreshed and our batteries had defiantly been recharged. I got changed back into the clothes that I had worn over the previous night during the hailstorm. Thankfully dad had realized that I didn't have another change of clothes, so had washed and dried them for me while we were asleep. Caleb put on a black muscle shirt that fit him snuggly, and another pair of those sexy short rugby league shorts. We looked really sexy, and I was tempted to jump him then and there. I didn't as I knew that dad would be waiting for us downstairs in the kitchen. Refreshed and excited we headed downstairs for our cooking lesson. Dad had drained the blood from the fish we caught and gutted them for us. He then showed us how to fillet them. As there were three fish we got a fish each to practice with. With his expert hand guiding us we actually did a pretty good job for our first attempt. It was Caleb's first attempt too, as his father hadn't had the chance to teach him about fish. So everything dad was going to teach us today was new to Caleb too. It meant that we were both on an even keel. The fillets that Caleb and I cut weren't perfect by any stretch of the imagination, but we hadn't hacked the shit out of it either. They were good, but not expert like. Also they didn't look like they were done by a complete amateur. Next dad taught us how to make the perfect beer batter. Of course dad finished the bottle of beer when we were done. Then he taught us how to make chips, which was probably the easiest but most laborious job we had to do. We had to hand cut the chips with the skin still on. The cutting up of the chips seemed to take forever. The next job was to recreate the Greek salad that dad had made the other day. He showed us how to make the special sauce he had put over it. I was so glad that he taught us his secret sauce, as it was absolutely amazing. Now I was able to recreate it anytime I like. Then it was cooking time. Dad showed us how to set the deep fryer to the optimum setting, in order to get perfect chips. He then taught us how to cook them, and how to tell when they were done. Then off course dad taught us how to batter the fish properly, and cook that perfectly too. It was all relatively easy. It was more about attention to detail than anything else. I could see that it would be really easy to get it horribly wrong. But with the way dad had taught us I don't think that I will have any problem in the future. Once we had finished cooking he showed us how to plate up. Since we had all cooked our own meals, we had to plate up the food that we had created. Let's just say that Caleb's and mine were good, but nowhere near as good as dad's. But despite the looks it tasted almost as sublime. That had us glowing with pride from having created such wonderful meals ourselves. Caleb was more used to the cooking lessons and the final results than I was. But he was beaming as much as I was. He was so happy seeing me achieve so much, and enjoying my own creation. It was so much fun that I was really looking forward to our next lesson. Then it was time to clean up. There were a lot of dishes due to us having each made an individual meal each and not just one batch for everyone. The kitchen looked like a bombsite, with dirty dishes everywhere. So it took us a while to clean up the kitchen, and all three of us helped. But in the end we had the kitchen spotless, but we had made a huge mess of ourselves. Caleb and I thought nothing of it and just ripped off our clothes and threw them in the washing machine. But dad went to his room and put on a new set of clothes, stating that if anyone saw him naked with us he might get in trouble. Caleb and I took our normal spot, naked on the couch. We were just enjoying the presence of the other. Dad took his place on his armchair, and we spent the rest of the evening watching a movie. After the movie was finished, we were so bushed that dad help us to bed. I was actually surprised that we had made it through the movie without falling asleep. Caleb almost didn't as he was really groggy when dad helped him to get up. Dad tucked us into bed, before he gave us a kiss goodnight and going to bed himself. That night I slept the best that I have ever slept. I got woken with a start as I felt something warm and wet envelop my boyhood. I woke up and looked down to find Caleb wide awake sucking on my little cock. He then released my cock and started massaging my little boy balls with his mouth. At this stage I was squirming around in sheer pleasure. My sweat soaked body was glistening in the early morning sun that was pouring through the window. I was away with the fairies as the pleasure I was receiving took control of my still sleepy mind. Caleb then started to lick that little area between my balls and crack. I could do nothing to stifle the moan that escaped from my mouth. He then had me lift my legs up so he could get to my crack better, and started to slide his coarse tongue along my crack. He then suddenly spread my cheeks and stuck his tongue into my boy rose, which made me shiver in ecstasy. I felt his tongue lick all around my rose then he started to apply a little pressure to it with his tongue, and it started to slip in. Well the feelings that I got at that point almost made me cum right then. But somehow I held on. I was squirming around like a snake as the pleasure of it all was so overwhelming that I couldn't keep still any longer. I was squirming so much, that he had to hold my waist pretty tight so he could keep going. I felt his tongue slip from my hole leaving me feeling empty. But a felt a different sort of pressure get applied, suddenly my rose slowly gave way and this new object slowly sunk deep inside of me. I could also felt his tongue start to work its way back to my crotch. Again he massaged my balls with his mouth, all while this object slipped deeper into my bowels. I couldn't see what he had put in my ass at this stage, because I was in that much pleasure that I physically couldn't open my eyes. He dropped my balls out of his mouth, and licked up my shaft. He then took my 3 ½ boy meat into his mouth at the same time the object in my hole hit my prostate, and it was all too much for me to handle. I force my cock as far as I could into his mouth as it would go. My cock exploded in sheer bliss. I could feel the muscles in my ass contract and my balls did the same. My boy cum erupted out of my prick with the same magnitude as the Mt St Helens eruption. I felt like I had blown the top off my cock it was that powerful. "Humph, Humph, ahhh, ohhhh , ahhh, Shhhiiittt!". I screamed at the top of my lungs as I couldn't control myself. I collapsed in a big heap on the bed, struggling to breathe through the intensity of it all. Caleb lay down beside me smiling and his skin was glowing, as though it had been him that had just had the orgasm. I could still feel the object up my bum but was still trying to recover too much to be able to open my eyes. When I was finally able to I saw Caleb hugging me but one arm was wrapped right around to my bum. So I finally clicked as to what was in my ass, it was his finger. Seeing that I had recovered, he slowly started to pull his finger out. Of course I helped with that, as I involuntarily felt my ass muscles contract like they would when I was taking a dump. With his finger expelled from my body, I felt a little empty again. But that was soon forgotten just due to cuddling up with my favourite boy. "Wow that was awesome. You shot twice into my mouth this time!" He whispers to me in that sweet angelic voice of his. He really was proud at what he had just achieved, and the expression on his face showed it too. "Did I?" I asked. I had pretty much blanked out because of the intensity of the orgasm he had given me. So I had no idea as to whether he was right or not. It wasn't overly important, but I still wanted to know. "Yeah, and I also wondered whether your Willie would ever calm down. It went completely nuts in my mouth." Caleb answered. He snuggled up closer and his face has just glowing blissfully. He was really proud that he got me to shoot two small wads of cum into his mouth. "Cool! I've never experienced the sort of feelings that you give to me." I said to him. But I was starting to also feel bad because he was giving me such wonderful feelings but wasn't letting me return then. I always though a relationship is supposed to be, a two way thing. But Caleb isn't letting me carry out my end of the deal. "You don't make it fair though. You keep giving me such awesome feelings. I should be able to return the favour." I said trying to sound stern about it, but it was never going to work because the look he gave me just made me melt. I was also still spaced out a little as a result of my immense climax that I had just received. "I love making you feel good. It is the best feeling ever. That's why I don't like letting you, because I already feel the bestest feeling when I make you cum." He said smiling the most adorable smile. He was just radiating happiness. I knew I wouldn't change his mind while he was still like this. He really didn't see the point that I was trying to make. I thought that just maybe if I was able to make him feel good, then he might start to understand. But how do I do that, when he won't let me. I would just have to be sly about it to pay him back. We lay there just enjoying the feelings from just being with each other, for quite a while. Caleb decided it was time to get cleaned up, so that we could get some breakfast. So he unwrapped himself and left to start the shower. Reluctantly I struggled to get up and follow him. I really didn't want to leave the bed, but it wasn't the same without him snuggled up with me. I walked through to the bathroom very shakily, as my legs were still so weak after that intense orgasm. By the time I had made it to the bathroom Caleb had already washed his front half. Much to my disappointment. I think he knew that I would try to start something, so beat me to it. I enjoyed washing his back, and giving those smooth pale globes a good clean. I was getting into really giving his rose a good clean. He turned around to put a stop to what I was doing. I think he was worried that I was going to try to pay him back. When he turned I could why he was worried, he was already half hard from the attention I had been giving him. He quickly took the soap, and gave me a thorough clean. When he was done, he got out and grabbed a towel and threw it at me. I hadn't expected it, and it unfolded itself while it flew through the air, and landed right on top of my head. He just burst out laughing seeing that, as he grabbed a towel for himself. We dried off and headed downstairs to find a beautiful porridge waiting for us. The porridge was apricot flavoured, and tasted as good as you could expect for porridge. We sat down at the table and chowed down. We had just finishing cleaning up when dad appeared. He had just taken a shower. "Good morning you two. I take it you enjoyed breakfast?" Dad said with a warm friendly voice. He had noticed the glow that was emanating from our bodies, but decided not to joke about that today. He was just happy seeing his son was still on top of the world. He still couldn't believe how quickly Caleb changed from being really depressed, to the sweet happy boy he saw this morning. "Good morning. We sure did enjoy breakfast." We said in unison. Smiling we ran up to him and gave him a kiss and a cuddle. I was really enjoying having a father figure in my life again, and I could not bear to think about what I would do if something ever happened to the wonderful man that I had adopted. I cuddle him tighter after that though, and felt just a little trickle running down my cheek. "Caleb, you need to get your things cleaned up in your room. And Dan I would suggest making sure your house is ready for your extra guest today." Dad said to us, in reference to Caleb's old friend Dave who was coming out today. "Shit! Oops sorry. I hadn't thought of that. Yeah thanks for reminding me. Have you any idea what time he is going to arrive?" I asked, blushing at my faux pas. I can't believe that I just swore in front of an adult. It's something that I try really hard not to do anyway, but usually I'm pretty good at not swearing when adults around. Dad didn't seem to be concerned with my language which made me feel a bit more at ease. "No I'm not exactly sure what time. I think their coming out for lunch. Don't worry too much about it, because they will be staying over here until you are ready for them." Dad answered, although the last part was directed more at his son than it was to me. Caleb nodded his understanding. He then rushed upstairs to clean up, knowing he wouldn't be allowed to see his friend till he had finished. I stood there and stared watching my sexy little boyfriend disappear back up stairs. His but really has started to tan, I sort of wonder as to whether dad has noticed that. If he has he hasn't said anything. "Now that he has gone. I need to talk to you about something." Dad said with a serious but friendly tone in his voice, snapping me back to reality. My heart also skipped a beat thinking it was to do with us being so loud during our games. I was already starting to feel myself starting to get embarrassed, and he hadn't said anything yet. "Dan, Dave is a great kid who really looks up to Caleb. I have known him for a long time, and I know he will love you too. But he is the sort of kid that can get the wrong ideas about things, if he is left out. So please don't do anything around him, unless he is involved too. Do you know what I mean?" Dad said. Without saying it I knew exactly what he meant. I had wanted to talk to him about the same thing but in a different context, so I was already preparing for having the second most embarrassing conversation in my life. "Yeah, I know what you mean. Don't have our sex play around him, unless he is involved. But I think you need to talk to your son about that more." I said blushing. I can't believe I had actually said the s word around an adult. I was dying in shame, this felt as bad as my conversation with mum the other day. I knew that I had nothing to be embarrassed about, but it's that sort of subject that would make any kid my age uncomfortable. "I plan on having a chat with him too, after you have gone. But believe me Dave is a smart kid, and he will sense the relationship you two have. He won't want to intrude, but just be mindful of him is all." Dad was only trying to look out for the kid, and I wasn't planning on ruining anything. But I still wanted to say my bit. This was going to be the hardest part for me. as I would have to admit what we have been up to, even though he already knows. "I have something I want to talk to you about too. But it is kind of embarrassing." I said. I was starting to shake a little from nerves and embarrassment rolled into one. In my head I was trying to rehearse what I was about to say. It wasn't doing anything to calm my nerves though. "What's that? And don't be embarrassed. I mean after all, I have heard what you two get up to in the morning." Dad said calmly with a reassuring smile on his face. It helped a little, but I could still feel the butterflies in my stomach. "Well it's kinda like this. Caleb likes... pleasuring me. But... he won't let me repay him... you know for the favour. And I'm kind of feeling bad for it." I said to dad. I was hoping he understood what I meant. It was just too embarrassing to go into details. He wasn't interested in the details which I was pleased about. He seemed to know exactly what I was on about to, which helped immensely. I really didn't want to have to explain myself better to him. "Oh I see... Um... Well I know it's nothing personal. It's just Caleb has always been like that. He gets so much enjoyment at seeing other people happy that he forgets about his own needs or wants. All I can suggest to you is just keep doing what you have been doing. You have already done so much. You have succeeded in bring my 7 year old Caleb back. What you have done for my son is far more than anyone else has ever achieved. Even me. I know you will get through to him, that it is a two way thing, and that he should enjoy it as much as you." Dad replied. With that I knew he was right, it was going to take time, but he was worth it. Dad was in tears now. He wasn't bawling his eyes out or anything, they were just little tears at remembering what has happened. He couldn't believe that I had bought his son back, to what he was like when he was seven. It turned out that Caleb used to be a free spirit, and loved to roam around the house naked all the time. That was until he was around eight. Then things slowly started to go downhill from there. I had bought him right back, and in some ways improved him. Dad was so pleased at what I had achieved. This is also probably why he hasn't really told us off, for being so noisy in the mornings. He knows that he has his son back. "Thanks dad. And don't worry about Dave he will be in good hands. I don't plan on doing anything like that while he is around." I said giving dad a big comforting hug. I then headed to the laundry to find my clothes. I could see dad trying to rehearse himself, in preparation for having the same speech with his son. I just giggled at the thought. I quickly got changed, and took off to get my house ready. I ran home down the middle of the sealed main road. I got to the dirt road that led to my house and veered off down it. I was still running down the middle of the road. I ran straight through the gate and stopped dead in my tracks. The front door was wide open. Cautiously I crept up to the door and looked in. Nothing looked out of the ordinary, so I slipped in as quietly as I could. Creeping through the house, I checked every room. Finally I decided that nothing was out of place. I came to the realisation that I must have left the door open in the rush to get to Caleb's house the other day. Now that I felt comfortable that no one had been in my house, during the time I was away. I set about cleaning it up. Thankfully the house was pretty tidy. The thing that took the longest to do, was finally putting my clothes away in my draws. Having cleaned up, I started to set up for my company. I grabbed something out of the freezer for tea. Feeling I had done everything that I needed I was just about to leave when the phone rang. It was dad who had suddenly remembered about my bruise covered body. He suggested that until Dave got to know me better, that maybe I should wear clothes that would cover my bruises. Because we didn't want to scare the boy, as it was his first time meeting me. I agreed and got off the phone to find a new set of clothes. I stripped off the clothes I was wearing and slipped on some tighty whities. I thought given the new company that I was going to have, that I better wear some underwear. Next I struggled in my tight fitting blue cotton jeans. And threw on a dark green and white, long sleeve check shirt and buttoned it up. Then I went into the bathroom to take a look. I looked smart, but most importantly it covered my bruises which had started to fade. But they still looked real ugly especially seeing as I didn't know how squeamish my new company was. Now I was ready to head back. But on the way I noticed Caleb's wetsuit laying under the dining room table, so I picked it up and took it into the garage and hung it up. I thought I better check everything in there was in order. Thankfully like the house it was, the boards were still there and so was the rusty old car. So with everything in order I started to walk back. The day was another stunner. A cloudless blue sky, causing the sun to beam down at full strength. And as I just noticed, the breeze had changed to a southerly. It was really light, and didn't have its usual frigid bite to it, but it was a southerly. Cool I thought, if we get time this arvo I'll take the boy's out for a surf. I knew that Dave had always wanted to try surfing, as Caleb had told me so. I also had a spare board so Dave was going to have something to use. By the time I made it back, there was a black SUV in the drive. I knew Dave was here, along with his parents. So I went in to meet everyone. It was a mad house inside, with Dave and Caleb running around like headless chickens. The adults standing around gas bagging. Almost as soon as I got in the door, I was gently ambushed by Caleb, who ran up and gave me a hug. He was followed closely by Dave, who threw himself at me. "Whoa, easy on little buddy. You've got to be gentle with me coz I bruise real easy." I informed the boy in a calm friendly voice. I was trying my best to use words that wouldn't frighten the boy. I have to say that I was surprised that he had greeted me in such a way. But I suppose he is Caleb's friend, and just followed what Caleb did. "Oop's sorry. I'll be gentle next time. By the way I'm Dave." The boy said in a hyped up, but sincere voice. He was really excited at the whole situation. He not only got to see his best friend again. But he also got to make a new one. His excitement was boiling over, and I knew it was going to be hard to contain him for a while. Caleb looked in much the same way. "Hi Dave, I'm Dan. And don't worry about it you weren't to know. Now go and play you two little rascals." I said gave them a little hug back, and then pushed them away. What a mistake, they were that hyped up at seeing each other again that they were running around like loons. I was sort of hoping they would have calmed down by the time we were ready to leave. It was good to see though, as it really did show how happy and alive Caleb was again. I was just hoping that they didn't do anything too stupid, and get themselves hurt. "Dan, come over here before they kill you. So that you can meet Dave's parents." Dad said jokingly. He succeeded in getting the bite he was after. The boy's in unison poked their tongues out at him, with a disapproving look on their faces. Dad just laughed at them. So did I, getting an evil look from Caleb in the process. He obviously wasn't mad though, as he quickly turned back around and chased Dave through the house. I went over and got introduced to the parents. Dave's parents wanted to know what I meant be I bruise easy. So I gave them a brief run down on my condition, which had them a bit concerned with me looking after two rough little boy's. I told them not to be concerned. As Caleb knows everything and is really gentle around me. And Dave seemed to take note at what I had told him. I'm sure Caleb will fill in a few details when he gets a chance. They seemed to relax knowing I wasn't worried about the boys affecting my condition. The more we chatted the more comfortable they became, and before we knew it Caleb's dad was telling everyone to take a seat for lunch. Like every meal, Caleb's dad has cooked while I have been here, lunch was superb. His meals are so good that I'm running out of adjectives to describe them. He had cooked a succulent roast chicken, with his famous roast potatoes. But he had made a Provençale salad this time, with another one of those superlative sauces. That just set the whole meal off. I know that I will never get sick of his cooking, and want to learn as much as I can from him. Finishing lunch, dad told us to leave the dishes for a moment because he had made some dessert. He had made a raspberry cheesecake which again was 5 stars. It was a heavenly masterpiece of cooking. Even with how full I was after lunch, I could have gone back for second's and even third's. Unfortunately there was only enough for one piece each, but I was still happy with that. I started to clear the table, and was soon helped by Caleb, and then Dave. But this time I pushed Caleb out the way and started to wash. It's hard to imagine though, kids fighting over wanting to do the dishes. Instead of fighting about not wanting to do them, suppose it's every parents dream scenario, what happens in the kitchen here. So we did the dishes me washing. Caleb and Dave drying, it seemed to be a race between the two to get the next dish that I put in the dish rack. The adults who were still at the table were almost in hysterics watching what was happening in the kitchen. We finished up in the kitchen and joined the adults for a bit, before Dave's parents decided it was time for them to go. So everyone said their goodbyes. Dave got a kiss and a cuddle, which caused him to pull a face. I think he was a little embarrassed by them doing it in front of us. We didn't care as we enjoy the kisses and cuddles dad gives us. With that they were gone, and everything was back to normal plus Dave. Dave was a bit younger than Caleb. He was 10 ½ years old, stands at 4'4" and weighs in at 38 kilos. He has one parent who is Maori, and the other a NZ European. He is what people call a half cast, and his skin tone reflects that. During summer as we are in now, he is quite brown. But in the middle of winter it dies back to a light tan. He is quite solid as Maori's quite often are. He has a really cute face, with typical Maori features. His nose is flat and wide, thick lips grace his mouth. He had piercing brown eyes and short curly black hair. He is quite a loud kid, although not obnoxious like a lot of them are. He just can't seem to be able to sit still for very long, almost hyperactive. He seems to be considerate of others and a great companion for Caleb. With everything pretty much back to normal I suggested we give dad a break and go check the surf. The boy's jumped up and down at the idea and ran out the door. Boy was I going to have my hands full. I yelled at them that we wouldn't be coming back here today, so it might pay if they get there stuff. I almost got knocked to the ground as they came running back inside to get there stuff. So while they were back inside, I tried to get them to calm down before someone got hurt. It seemed to work and they went about their business at a fast forward pace instead of lightning quick. They gathered their stuff and waited at the door for me. I said to Caleb that it might be a good idea to say goodbye to his dad, so he ran over and gave him a kiss and a cuddle. Dave looked a bit surprised to see Caleb openly giving his dad a kiss and a cuddle, but he decided to copy his friend. We were finally ready to go. As we headed out the door, I caught Caleb and whispered to him not to forget to tell Dave why he wanted to stop being friends. He shook his head in understanding, but was looking a bit glum with the idea. I then let him go to catch up with Dave, who was wondering what was taking his friend so long. We walked down the road towards my place. The two boys were walking about five meters in front of me. They seemed to have settled down a lot more, and were starting to walk a lot slower. I could see that Caleb was doing most of the talking, so decided it best to slow my pace too. I wanted to give them the same buffer that they had established. I also wanted to give them their privacy as I knew what was being said. Then all of a sudden they stopped walking, and Dave threw his arms around Caleb and hugged him tightly. I could see tears streaming from his eyes. I decided to catch up to them at this stage to make sure they were both alright. Dave released Caleb from his grasp and started to tell him off. Even though he knew Caleb had stopped being his friend to protect the younger boy, he reminded him that he could look after himself. That if anyone messed with him, then they would have his cousins to contend with. Caleb just took the telling off, because he knew his younger friend was right. He was still in tears because he felt like he had betrayed his best friend. Dave sensed this and gave him another hug, and told him it was alright he understood why and wasn't angry with him. He was making my heart melt. He was so sweet. I finally caught up to them and put my arms around them both, and told them that if we keep walking at this pace, we won't get to my house till Christmas. Both boy's stopped crying and broke off their hug at hearing that. It was at this point that I realised what a mistake I had made. It got them going all over again, and they raced each other down the road till they got to my street. Then Caleb led the way to the gate, and into my property. By the time I had caught up with them they were in the garage and Caleb was showing Dave my spare board that he would be using. I told them just to leave their stuff in the garage, so that we can go and the surf. They quickly discarded their stuff and headed back towards the gate. So we set off again. The two hyper boys were leading the way towards the beach. Well leading isn't really the right word to use, as they were gone before I knew it. I finally made it to the vantage point on top of the dunes, and the two boys were already there. They were panting for breath still, and drowning in sweat. I knew if they kept going at the pace they were they would crash later on tonight, which was probably a good thing as it would give me a little quiet time. The surf had dropped to 2 feet, but was nicely groomed from the light breeze blowing out to sea. The turquoise water was glimmering in the mid-afternoon sun, and with the temperature at about 26 C (78 F) the cool water was looking so damn inviting. So we ran back home to get suited up. I should say that I ran, but the other two sprinted. But I could tell they were already tiring as they had only just made it in the gate when I caught up to them. I asked Dave if he had a wetsuit. He said yes, that his parents had bought him one to come out here with. Knowing he had a wetsuit I started to strip, when I suddenly remembered about my bruise covered body. Not wanting to scare the little boy, but also thinking that he may be more comfortable getting changed where he couldn't be seen. I suggested to him that he could get changed in the house if he wanted to, as the door was unlocked. He either didn't hear me or didn't care because before I realized he was standing there right in front of me butt naked. He had an adorable package. His 2 inch soft, thin circumcised pecker was bouncing away with the boys movements. The glands were a light brown colour, which I had never seen before, as I hadn't seen any brown skinned people naked before I guess. His little nut sack containing his olive sized balls was still pulled tight to his body, and was a slightly darker brown colour than the rest of him. He saw me looking over him and smiled. Then he asked whether I was going to strip too. I knew I better tell him. "Look do you remember how I told you I bruise easily?" I asked him making sure that he remembered. "Yeah, why?" He asked a little concerned that he may have hurt me. I knew that I would have to make sure that he knew that it wasn't his fault. I also knew that I would have to give him a little insight as to what I have. "Well the other night I got caught in a hailstorm. And I must warn you that my body is looking banged up because of it. Not because of you." He was standing there even more worried now. Not because of what he had done, but because he wasn't sure whether I was alright, or whether I was sore. I knew that I would have to make him feel at ease about it, but I still didn't want to tell him too much. He sort of reminded me of Caleb, so I knew that if I said too much then I would have a lot more explaining to do. I couldn't be bothered with that, as I wanted to get out in the surf. "Don't worry. I'm not sore from it. It just might be a shock for you to see it, so I thought it best to warn you before I strip. " I said to him. His face instantly showed some relief that I wasn't hurting, so I started to strip off my top so he could see. His eyes almost bulged straight out of his head and he turned real pale. He thought it best if he looked away and got into his wetsuit. I wasn't surprised that he couldn't handle the sight of it because it was pretty gruesome. I was also glad that he didn't ask me more about it. if I get round to it I might explain more about my condition to him later. Caleb who had become accustomed to my bruising by now, made the comment rather stupidly that it wasn't as bad as it was yesterday. That caused Dave to almost throw up, as he tried to picture what it must have been like. Caleb quickly realised his mistake and apologised to Dave for his stupid remark, then gave him a hug. I quickly suited up, before Dave turned around and saw the rest of me. I then went over to him and helped him finish suiting up. I hugged him while explaining he was alright to have that sort of reaction to seeing me like that. I could tell by the look on his face that he was ashamed at how he reacted. So I wanted to make him feel like he hadn't done something wrong Having brought Dave back to life, we stood there waiting for Caleb to finish. He had been too busy ogling Dave and me and hadn't suited himself up. Once he was ready I grabbed my 7' 6" old beat up mini mal from the rack, and gave it to Dave. I explained to him that it was a little heavy to carry, but that it was the best board to learn on. Then I grabbed my board, and Caleb grabbed his. Then we walked back to the beach while showing Dave the shortcut through the gullies of the dunes. I told Caleb to go out and enjoy himself as I was going to teach Dave what to do. So Caleb paddled out and started to catch some waves. He was starting to practice what I had taught him, and was getting a lot better because of it. I spent a bit of time on the beach teaching Dave the basics, before getting him out on the water to give it a go. It didn't take him too long before he was standing up and sort of riding the white water. I told him to keep practicing that for the moment and that I was going to go join Caleb and have a surf myself. I insisted that if he needs a hand with anything, to yell out to me and I would come back in to help him. We stayed out for a good two hours, and I could see vast improvements from both my apprentices during that time. Caleb was really starting to look like a great surfer. And Dave had become so confident in catching the white water that he came out the back, and tried to catch a proper wave with us. He bombed on his first couple of attempts, but in the end managed to catch a proper wave and rid it back to the beach. Both boys were illuminating the stoke they were feeling at the time. But I had started to notice that Caleb's breathing was a bit odd, and his lips were a little blue. He just told me that it was nothing, he was just he was a bit tired from the day's activities. So I didn't think anything more of it. We got back to my home, and put the boards away in the garage. Without thinking twice Caleb stripped naked, and went inside the house. Dave just looked at me querying and I told him that he didn't have to wear clothes if he didn't want to. And that usually I wander around my house naked when I'm on my own too. He then asked me if I was going to be naked to. I was about to tell him no I wasn't going to. But he got in first and said not worry about my bruising, as he would get used to it and he really did want to see me naked. Childhood curiosity I suppose. But I still told him no, due to the fact that I was going to start getting tea ready, and didn't want to risk burning myself. The expression I got when I said that was quite funny, as it was a mix of understanding, disappointment and relief all rolled into one. So he stripped off his wettie and went inside. Leaving me all alone, so I quickly stripped, and then put my old clothes back on. The first thing I did when I got back inside was ring dad to get some hints for cooking the pork roast, which I had taken out earlier. I jotted everything he said on a piece of paper. I then thanked him for his help, before setting the phone down. I then set off to find the boys. They were just chatting away on my bed. It was a pleasurable sight, seeing their two naked bodies gleaming with the excitement and happiness at being together again. So I left them to it and went to prepare dinner and set it cooking. Taking the instructions I had got from dad, I started to prepare everything in advance. Once everything was ready I started to preheat the oven. I then finished getting the pork ready, and put it in the oven. Knowing that it was going to be at least another hour before I needed to do anything else, I decided to see whether the boys wanted to play some PS3. So I headed back to my room to find them. As I got to the door, I stopped in shock with my mouth dropping open at what I saw in the room. Of course both boys were still naked. But Caleb was on top of the younger boy kissing and licking his inner thighs. Dave was squirming round, like a worm from the boy's ministrations. He was experiencing a lot of pleasure, which I could tell from his expression that he had never experienced before. I could see that Dave's cute little prick had boned up, and was standing pointing up towards his chest. It was about 2 ½ inches long and a little fatter than it is when he was soft. Caleb at this stage had the little boy's balls in his mouth, and was gently massaging them with his tongue. He then let them slip from his mouth, then took the boys pecker in his mouth. Dave had his eyes firmly shut during the whole thing. He was dripping in sweat, and letting out a soft moan as the pleasure increased in intensity. He gasped as Caleb took his rock hard boyhood into his mouth. It was at this point that Dave tensed up. He lifted his butt right up off the bed, and released a high pitch scream. "Humph, Humph, ahhh, ohhhh , ahhh, jeezeus, ohhhh fuuuuck!" He screamed at the top of his voice. Then he collapsed on the bed totally exhausted. Caleb kept his prick in his mouth until Dave had gotten over his orgasm. Then Caleb released the boy's dick, which surprised me because it was still hard as a bone even after his mind shattering orgasm. I had to admit that I had sprung a boner watching them. But I wasn't going to do anything about it, so I tried to slip away before I was noticed. Too late Caleb had caught me trying to leave out of the corner of his eye. Having suddenly realized what he had done, burst out crying and tried to run home. He was feeling totally ashamed at himself. I managed to catch him, as he tried to run past me in the hallway. The impact from having tried to stop such momentum was defiantly going to leave another bruise, on top of the ones I already had. I managed to calm him slightly by hugging him. I walked him through to the couch in the lounge, and we sat down "What was all that about? I'm not angry with you or anything." I said in a calm soothing voice. He wouldn't look at me as he was too ashamed with what he had done. There was no way he was going to look into my eyes. I tried to hug him tighter to get him to ease up, but at this stage he wasn't responding. "I... I... I just cheated on you." He stammered and started crying all over again feeling ashamed with himself. I knew there was more ot it than that. He wasn't the sort of person to just do something for no apparent reason. But before I could get any more out of him, I had to calm him down again. "What, with what you did before? Nah you are still young, and it's alright for you to experiment with other people." I said this, but was actually surprised that he even knew what was meant by cheating on someone. But I honestly was not concerned in the slightest that he wanted to share such a special event with his best friend. Dave had snuck in the room, but neither of us had noticed. he just stood there watching and listening to what was going on. He had become concerned when Caleb suddenly disappeared for no apparent reason. He didn't realise that I had caught them in the act, so had thought that he had done something to offend Caleb. "I... I suppose your right. I only did it because I wanted to give him a special thank you. After all that I had done to him I felt that I owed him that much. But the whole time I was doing it... it just didn't feel the same as when I do it to you." He stuttered I knew what he meant. Well sort of. I knew we had a special connection that only we could truly understand. But I know knew the full meaning behind why Caleb had decided to do it in the first place, not that I was worried why. It was more to get a better understanding of him. "I'm sorry it's my fault. I should have known." Dave sobbed from behind us, causing both of us to jump in fright. He had worked out by the way we were just what was going on. He quickly realised that we were a couple, and felt guilty about allowing Caleb to do what he did. "Look Dave, it is not your fault in the slightest. You weren't to know and you definitely wouldn't have been able to stop it. And Caleb, I was sort of expecting it, because you two are such great friends. I know that you were feeling guilty for ditching him, and felt that you owed him. You were in such an emotional overload at seeing each other again. I wasn't surprised that you would end up showing your feelings in that way." I said with a stern friendly voice to emphasise, that it really wasn't their fault. They literally got caught up in the moment. Dave at this stage had also embraced Caleb in a hug. He wanted to let his friend no that he didn't owe him anything. After all Caleb had only done what he thought was best for both of them. Dave had been upset by it, but did understand why. He really didn't believe that Caleb really owed him anything, as he did realise that he probably would have done exactly the same thing, if it was the other way around. Caleb understood what Dave was saying, but it still didn't do anything to ease the guilt he felt. He just knew that he would have to find other ways to make it up to Dave. "Now stop feeling guilty, and ashamed at yourselves. And who wants to race me on the PS3?" I said once they had calmed down enough. I got an immediate response from both of them. They were jumping with joy at the prospect of playing on the gaming console. So we took turns racing one another for the next hour. Dave was pretty good and gave me a run for my money numerous times. Caleb really did suck. He had hardly ever played on a console before. The only reason he was excited about playing it, was because I had suggested it. He was helped along by Dave's enthusiasm, but otherwise he really wasn't interested in it. He preferred to do other things other than sitting around in front of the TV playing games. But he still had fun, even if he did get his arse kicked every time it was his turn. After about an hour after I had finished my race against Dave, I left them to it to finish preparing tea. I managed to have it all cooked by 6:30, which I thought was pretty good considering the eventful afternoon we had just had. I called the boys to the table as I dished it up. I had done a pretty good job at dinner. The roast was succulent and juicy with perfect crackling. The roast potatoes where pretty good, but a little soft because I hadn't quite got the temperature right on the deep fryer. But the vegetables were a bit bland, as I had over cooked them. I had been advised just to boil vegetables for the moment, until dad could teach me more about his salads and of course those delicious sauces. But hey given that it was my first attempt to make such a delicious meal by myself, I wasn't complaining. Neither Caleb or Dave complained either, they just mowed it all down leaving completely empty plates as a result. We finished up tea and I was about to start to clean up, but neither boy would let me. I had cooked dinner so they felt that they should clean up. I didn't argue just went into the lounge and set up a DVD, for us to watch. Then I sat in the middle of the sofa. The boy's took a seat on either side of me, when they had finished cleaning up. But I wasn't allowed to start the movie yet. They wanted me to be like them, and told me I had to take off my clothes. I did as I was told, and sat back down. I then started the movie, and made myself comfortable. Caleb straight away leaned against me, and put his arm around me, so I did the same in kind. Dave on the other hand was a bit more tentative. He was worried that he might hurt me. But I just put my arm around him and pulled him closer, which made him relax and not worry about me. By the time the movie had finished, the boy's as I had predicted earlier had crashed. I gently repositioned Caleb so he was in a sitting position. Then I gently slid off the couch, while keeping Dave upright, before picking him up and carrying him to bed. Then I came back and did the same for Caleb, before I slipped in the middle of them again and snuggled up to Caleb. I woke up the next morning to both boys taking turns at playing around with my morning glory. They were batting it around, like a kitten with a ball of wool. They weren't being rough. It was just light gentle pats. I heard Caleb saying to Dave about how I could squirt. Dave just scrunched his face up at the idea, especially when Caleb said he got me to do it in his mouth. Deciding that it wasn't a good idea to let them continue. I told them they should get up, and get themselves ready. So that once we had breakfast, we could go check out the surf. The rest of the day passed pretty uneventfully. I took the boys out for another surf, which they both seem to be improving in leaps and bounds. Then we played some PS3, until it was time for me to cook dinner. I cooked while they went outside to play. After dinner we decided to have yet another surf, and then it was time for bed. Early the next day we went back to Caleb's house, and waited till Dave's parent turned up to pick him up. I was a bit sad to see him go. But it was going to be great being able to spend time alone with Caleb again. Of course his parents wanted to know how he had been for me, and what we had done. I told them he was a joy to look after, and that he was more than welcome to come back. I also told them everything we had done. Of course leaving out the obvious bits, like being naked all the time, and of course you know what. I explained how he was getting good at surfing, and that maybe he could spend more time out here, to help him to improve. His parents where happy to hear what we had done, and said they would try and get him over as much as possible. Then everyone said their goodbyes. I got a big hug and thank you from Dave. But Caleb got a bigger hug, and both boys' started to cry again from happiness. They also didn't want to get separated again. Plans were arranged for Dave to come over in two weekend's time to stay, but things didn't quite work out. ************ Comments are always welcome at (pennywise3636@gmail.com). Please keep all comments clean. If possible please kick in a few bucks at the Nifty Website, to keep it up and running. 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