Date: Mon, 26 Sep 2011 15:18:03 -0400 From: Alpha Omega Subject: Interlude - Drifitng Off As I was finding out, Florida summers can be hot and very humid. That night Bobby and I slept on top of our sleeping bags, the air too close to even consider sleeping within them. After our tickling settled down, Bobby crept to the far side of the sleeping bag and handed me my briefs. As we fumbled with getting our feet through the leg openings and then pulling them up our legs to our midsections, I once again admired the stark contrast between the white cotton of Bobby's Fruit of the Looms and the coppery hue of his skin. Considering what we had just done, I was surprised we even bothered to put on our briefs, but with the horniness ebbing from our bodies, I suppose modesty settled in. We both lay on our stomachs, using our forearms for pillows and talked briefly before drifting off to sleep. The small Coleman butane lantern which had been our illumination was extinguished and we lay in darkness. "Bobby? Why do you call it that?" "Huh? Call what what?" "Come. You said you were coming. I mean it sounds like you were saying you're going to come from somewhere, but we were already here. I don't get it. It don't make no sense." "Ooooh..." Bobby giggled. "Well, first. It's not spelled c-o-m-e; it's spelled c-u-m." "Oh," I said, grateful to have an older friend to explain things without making me feel like a stupid kid for asking. "And, I don't know why it's called that. It just is. Anyways, that's what guys at my school call it, and I read it in a nasty book being called that too." "I never heard that before. So, um, ... I guess we had orgasms, huh? That's what I thought it was called." Bobby giggled again. "We sure did. Two of 'em." "Four!" I giggled back. "You're funny, Jack. And good at math. 2 x 2 is...?" "Four!" I said and we giggled. When our giggling subsided, Bobby asked me, sounding somewhat serious, "So...was that your first one? I mean, tonight, was that the first time you ever cummed?" "Yeah. I guess. I mean, I've played with my boner sometimes and it's felt good and all, but man, I never knew my dick could feel THAT way." "So, you liked it, Jack?" "Duuuuuuh...whaddya think? HELL YES!" "I'm glad." I could sense Bobby smiling that beautiful smile of his in the dark. "It was kind of a first for me tonight, too." "Whaddya mean?" "Well," Bobby paused as if pondering what he was about to say. "I never done anything like that with anybody." "Me neither," I said, myself now smiling from hearing Bobby say that. The pauses between our conversation began to lengthen as sleep settled in. "Bobby? You still awake?" "Yeah..." "I'm glad we're friends." "Me too, Jack." I really wanted to ask Bobby what made him grope me in my underpants earlier, which started everything, but thought I best leave it alone. Amazingly, I was getting a boner again, but at the same time was feeling dead tired and really didn't much want to do any more sex stuff that night. It just felt good feeling my boner against me. And, was exciting to know how much pleasure my dick could give me now that I knew how to get a cum and to have a friend who had taught me how laying next to me. "Well, goodnight, Bobby." " 'night, Jack!" ------------------------------------ Dear Readers: I hope my lack of any 'action' in this brief installment isn't too disappointing, but promise more action to c-o-m-e in future installments. Thanks for reading! p.s. Thank you to those who have written to me with your kind words of praise and encouragement. I really enjoy reading your emails. Unfortunately, I have a limited amount of free time and prefer spending it in writing you more stories rather than taking up that time in replying back. I hope you will understand. Thanks again!