Date: Wed, 26 Jan 2000 10:46:01 -0500 From: fsw Subject: Matt and Mike Chapter 11 Warning! This story contains sex between minor boys. If you are underage, this is illegal in your country, or do not like this type of story, please do not read this. MATT and MIKE Chapter Eleven The only good thing about summer being over was Labor Day would be here soon, and none of us could wait. I didn't get to see much of Adam, Jeff, Rob, and Jim except at school. Mike and I still spent all our free time together, but sleep overs were limited to Friday and Saturday nights only. How many more months until Summer vacation starts again? Mike and I started packing for our camping trip several days ahead of time. The time until then couldn't go fast enough for us. The other boys were the same way. The Friday before Labor Day finally got here. I had a math test that day. I don't know how many questions I got right, but I bet it wasn't many. I was going to have to study math extra hard when I got back to make up this grade. If I ever brought home a C on my report card, my Dad would have a fit. Both my parents, being college professors, stressed all A's, and I made mostly A's with a few B's thrown in. I did make a C in spelling in the eighth grade, when my teacher looked and acted like an exact duplicate of the bad witch from "The Wizard of Oz". My Dad was almost foaming at the mouth, he was so angry. I was determined not to go through that again. (Author's Note: The C in spelling and the teacher is from my life. I actually got me in the story! It was my only C in high school. High school was 8-12 then. I guess that dates me. Everyone hated her. That was her last year teaching. We were glad! I'm sure glad I have Spell-Checker! I still don't spell very well.) The day crawled by. I think I had been there about 24 hours when it was lunch time. After another 24 hours, the day was finally over. Mike and I met outside the school and didn't even ride the school bus. We were too excited. We ran all the way home. OK, we didn't run ALL the way. We started out running, and ran most of the way, but finally had to stop and take a break. We then started jogging, and did that the rest of the way. I don't think the school bus beat us home by much. Rick had already got home from college. I envied him. I wanted to go to college! He only had one class on Friday, and got out at 10 am. The most he ever had in one day was three one hour classes. One day, he also had a two hour Science Lab. Big deal. When I complained that I had to go all day and he only had to go for half the day, he just said he had to study lots more than I did. I told him I had almost twice as many classes as he did. He said I would see for myself when I got to college. Right! He was sounding more like an adult all the time. I didn't care right then. He was taking all of us camping! We said goodbye to our parents, loaded up, and were on our way. I was totally excited. We picked up Mike first, as he was closest. We stored his bag, and started for Jim's house. It was funny driving all over the neighborhoods in the camper to pick up the four other boys and Carol. The camper was pretty good size. It was built on a large truck frame, and hung over the bed of the truck about a foot on either side. It was not fun to drive in neighborhoods, where there were cars parked on all sides of the road. If another car was approaching, and cars were parked on both sides of the street, Rick would have to stop and let all oncoming traffic come by before going on. We heard several cars behind us honk their horns at us as we went to Jim's house. When we finally pulled over, the driver sped by and gave us the finger. We all cracked up. "Hey, guys, we must be the number one camping team in this city. At least, that guy thinks so.", Rick said. We all cracked up again. Jim ran out and climbed in, only to see all of us laughing our heads off. "What?", Jim asked. "We will tell you later.", I said, continuing to laugh. We continued to Carol's, where Rick parked and went inside to get her. Rick brought out an insulated ice chest first, and stored it in the back. Then, he went back into the house and returned with Carol on one arm and her suitcase in the other hand. Man, if I didn't like boys, I could really go for Carol. She had really long, blonde hair, and a great figure. She had on a skimpy halter top and very short shorts. As she got closer to the camper, we could all see that she wasn't wearing a bra. Her parents couldn't be home. Her nipples showed plainly through the thin material of the halter top. Her boobs also were straining the material outward. I was sitting next to Rick up front, and I got up and moved over the console to the back, making sure that the other boys had to move back to give me room. I sat down on the floor, as close as I could. Rick was the total gentleman, he opened the door for her, and then shut it before storing her suitcase in the back. She sat down, and then looked back at us. "Hello boys. I hope it is alright that I come along on your camping trip.", she said seductively. We all tried talking at once. Nothing distinguishable came out of all of our mouths. She just smiled, and said, "I thought none of you boys liked girls. Am I right?". Damn Rick. I didn't know he had told her about us. Mike had always been the first to speak in an uncomfortable situation. "Well, in certain circumstances, we could always make an exception.", he said bravely. She just smiled again, and leaned forward, showing us more of her boobs, teasing us. "Oh, and I might be an exception to your usual behavior?", she asked. I couldn't believe I said this, but I blurted out, "You know, I think I am just confused about my sexuality. With the right teacher, I think I could be led back to being straight." I blushed furiously. Who had said that? Rick had opened the door right before I said that, and he got in and said, "Oh, no! No private lessons for you, little brother. Carol is my girlfriend. You can look, but you can't touch." Everyone broke up into laughter, including Carol. We watched them kiss. Not a small kiss, either. Long. Passionate. His hands were all over her boobs, as we watched. She didn't care. He didn't care. We loved the show. We were all hard when they finished. Maybe we weren't gay after all. Nah. This was like a real movie. None of us thought that dating girls our age was anything we wanted to do. None of them looked like Carol, either. We liked what we did with each other. We didn't like girls our age. This was a fun moment, and I didn't doubt we would all be sneaking peaks at Carol over the weekend, but after this, we would all go back to our regular life style. You didn't see Playboy type girls every day. And, Carol was exceptional. I was proud that my big brother could attract such a girl. We finally got to the William's house, and the three brothers ran out, yelling at the top of their lungs. Their parents waved from the door, probably glad for them to be gone until Monday. They climbed in, stored their gear, and we were off. The camper was set up so that there was a bed over the driver's cabin, a suspended bed over the luggage in the rear, and a combination living room, bathroom, kitchen, and eating area in the middle. It was designed to sleep four. We had six, without Rick and Carol, who would sleep in their tent. We would be really cramped for space when bedtime came. We all hated that idea. Well, maybe not! The bathroom was a combination toilet and shower compartment, which could accommodate two or three people with the water supply it stored, but not 6 or 8. We already knew in advance that everyone would be using the communal showers at the campground. That was FINE with us! Maybe, we could also find new friends at the campground. Communal showers can be lots of fun! We all had a good time during the drive. Everyone just got comfortable, some sitting at the breakfast bar, some on the sofa, and some on the floor. We didn't care. We were together again. We had a 19" TV anchored to the counter top, which was the largest that would fit under the cabinets. We also had a VCR. We played a movie, and all just enjoyed each other's company. Like always, `Little Leach` settled into my lap on the small sofa as soon as I sat down. I didn't mind. Really! The truth was, I missed Rob. I missed all of them. I used to get tired of Rob attaching himself to me all the time. All of us didn't get to spend time together now like we used to. Things were changing. We had enjoyed the best summer we had ever had together. Nothing could have been better than that summer, with all of us together. We were kids. We were innocent in most ways. Well, not in all ways. You know about those ways. We thought we all lived a great life, and nothing could ever change it. We were wrong. We had a great time this week end. Probably, the best of our lives. It is nice to look back on. All the bad stuff started as soon as we got back. I wish we could just go back to these times. Doesn't everyone wish they could go back in time, and relive certain parts of their lives? I wish all the bad shit hadn't happened. What is the old saying? Wish in one hand......... You can't wish. It did happen. To Be Continued Any reader's comments or criticisms are appreciated. The more comments I get, the quicker I will forward more chapters. Again, I am trying to tell the story using actual facts, but I do insert parts of the story that did not really happen. The boys always give me permission, before I submit my version. I hope you like this method of telling a story. Any comments can be sent to fsw99@mindspring.com. The only gratification I really get out of writing is your comments. I have made good friends out of Matt and Mark, and could use some more.