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This is a continuation of my story One Hundred Quarters, wherein Marty goes to camp.
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The boys are getting restless and so Rachel and I say our very, very fond goodbyes. She and Connie quickly envelope each other in a tight hug and a deep kiss, and I'm truly happy for them.
We boys walk naked up the trail, carrying our clothes. Just when I'm thinking I should have put them back on for the hike we arrive at Izzy's boulder.
"If you climb up on that rock you can see all the way around the island," I say, and Jimmy and Keith shrug, toss aside their swim suits and step over to the boulder.
I take Jimmy's hand to steady him while he climbs up and Benny takes the other. Izzy practically trips over his feet rushing to do the same for Keith.
While they're up there sightseeing I stand close and admire what I consider the far superior view, an extreme close-up of two lovely naked boys. Jimmy's dingus is at eye level and it's a beauty; over 3 inches not even hard yet and nicely thick. I'm so close I can practically count his dozen or so pubic hairs.
I hear a giggle and glance over to see Izzy steadying Keith with both hands on his succulent round ass cheeks. Taking the giggles as encouragement Izzy spreads those cheeks apart and takes a good look at the dusky little portal in between. He is rewarded with more giggles and there's no doubt in my mind what's in store for these two.
Not that there ever was.
I turn back to Jimmy's goodies and I notice that his dick is beginning to straighten. I glance up and he is smiling down, so I return the smile and lean in, slurping the mostly flaccid tube into my mouth.
"Whoa!" he cries and I feel him wobble on top of the rock. I grab his butt cheeks with both hands to steady him and he grabs my head, mainly for support I suspect. Even so it's a very familiar feeling for me: mouth full of dick, hands full of ass and a boy's fingers in my hair, and I naturally swing into my classic blowjob.
"Wow Marty," Jimmy laughs. "You work fast!"
"That's my boy!" Benny says with a proud smile.
Jimmy's dick pumps fuller, thicker and longer right in my mouth and I love the feeling. Quickly it's a substantial piece of fully excited meat, filling my mouth nicely and tasting musky-delicious.
"This is great, Marty, but can I get off this rock now please?" he asks politely. "I'm kinda scared I'm gonna fall."
Benny and I help Jimmy jump down and Izzy grabs Keith around his waist and lifts him to the ground. As soon as he's down Keith spins around to face Izzy and crushes himself against him, looking up into his eyes with an impish smile.
"They say you like younger boys," he says. "I just turned 12 in May and I don't have any hair at all yet. What do you think about that?"
"Perfect," Izzy says. "What do you think about this?"
He takes Keith's hand and guides it down to his stiff 6 inches.
"I think we're going to need some Vaseline," he coyly replies, squeezing the solid tool.
Izzy says equally coyly, "I happen to have some."
Jimmy, Benny and I say in unison, "So do I," and everyone laughs. I guess everybody knows about the box of lube in the storage shed.
Izzy lies on his back in the soft grass and pulls Keith down on top of him, face to face, the boy's rigid 3 inches crushed against his belly. From the instant their lips meet they're sucking face like long-time lovers.
"Keith is in hog heaven," Jimmy observes with a smile. "The first time him and me ever talked about boys he told me his favorite jerk-off fantasy was to get fucked by a teenager with a nice big dick."
"Izzy won't disappoint him," I say. "He's a lot of fun to fool around with."
"Did he ever fuck you?" Jimmy asks.
"No, but I think we're going to see him in action with Keith pretty soon."
"Did anybody ever fuck you?" Jimmy asks, his eyes roaming over me hungrily.
"Yeah, a bunch of times," I say. "And I have a feeling you're planning to be the next one."
Jimmy giggles. "But only if you want me to," he says.
"I'll tell you what," Benny inserts. "You can fuck my boyfriend if I get to fuck you first."
Jimmy appraises Benny's stiff cock for a second and nods his head. "OK," he says. "But Marty has to suck me real good first."
"Hey!" I say in an indignant tone. "Don't I have a say in this?" Both boys look surprised and chagrined.
"I'm sorry, Marty," Benny says. "I didn't mean to act like I own you or nothin'. I just..."
I break into a grin. "Just kidding. What the hell do you think we came out here for?"
I glance over to Izzy and Keith to see if my joke got a smile from them but they are in a world all their own. Keith whispers something into Izzy's ear, who grins and exudes, "Yeah! Let's do it!"
Keith flips around into 69 position on top of Izzy and grabs his thick teen cock around the base. His fingers don't quite close around it. He takes Izzy's cockhead between his lips and starts to slurp it slowly and sensually, expertly using his tongue to tickle and tease his new friend into a frenzy.
I know a thing or two about slurping a cockhead and this boy is no slouch.
Izzy spreads the boy's butt cheeks with his thumbs and dives in with his tongue, rimming deeply and moaning in pleasure. If this ain't a prelude to a fuck I don't know what is.
"Look at 'em," Jimmy giggles. "Keith always heats up fast, but this is like the record or something."
I smile and add, "Izzy's movin' pretty fast too. At this rate they'll be bangin' in two minutes."
"I really want to do stuff," Jimmy says, "but I really want to watch them, too. Can you just suck me while I watch? And Benny, you can lay down next to me and I'll jerk you off."
It sounds like a plan so I settle between his soft, smooth thighs and take that sturdy meat once again. It gets almost back to my throat when I'm down and I know I could push even further and get the very tip in. That's for later though. Right now we're just keeping the engine running while we wait for the floor show.
"Izzy?" Keith gasps in between slurps. "How many times can you squirt?"
"At least two," the older boy says, "Sometimes three."
"Cool," Keith says. "Then I want your first one in my mouth. Are you close?"
"Yeah, baby," Izzy says huskily. "I've been holding back."
"OK then, let it go!"
I release Jimmy from my mouth and take him in my hand, keeping a little jerk-off going while I watch the other boys. Keith is slurping with renewed purpose, never taking more than the cockhead and maybe one inch of the shaft. Izzy's tense abdomen and thighs show his mounting excitement until his stomach clenches and he gasps loudly.
"It's coming, Keith!" he cries, his hips thrusting upward. "Take it baby! Take my cum!"
Keith's eyes widen and I know the first shot has flooded his mouth. He struggles to swallow and a glob of white escapes his lips, dripping down Izzy's shaft and into his pubic hair. Izzy flexes again and Keith moans with pleasure, his throat undulating as he swallows again.
"Whoa!" Jimmy cries in delight. "I think Izzy made a lot!"
"He does," I say. "I had a hard time swallowing it all."
Izzy is sighing and humping his hips up to Keith's still-sucking mouth as the boy claims the final oozes. Keith pulls off the cock and grins, diving down to lick up the drips until Izzy is perfectly clean.
"Man you've got tasty jizz!" Keith exclaims and spins around to lock Izzy in another deep kiss. Izzy grabs Keith's nice round ass cheeks and pulls him tight against him and they look for the world like boys in love.
Of course he kissed me that way right after I drained his balls, too.
"Damn that was hot!" Jimmy says with a grin. "I'm not a cum hound like Keith. I'll take it 'cause it feels so good for the guy to shoot in my mouth, but I usually spit it out."
"I like to swallow an older boy's cum," I say. "But what I really like is nice new cum from a boy who can barely make any. That's the best!"
"You're in luck then," Jimmy says. "I barely make any, and only once a day, but I stay nice and hard afterwards. Then I can fuck you for a really long time before I have a dry one."
"Nice!" I say, locking happy eyes with him.
I push Jimmy's torso down and position myself before his tween delights. His boner is thick and solid, over 4 inches long and crowned with a light purple head that has a tiny, shiny drop of precum forming at the slit. I think of Ryan back home and I wish for a light, tasty emission from this kid. I lick his dick tip and sure enough that slippery microdot of fluid tastes sweet and light.
I take his cock into my mouth and get down to business.
Jimmy's cock is considerably thicker than anybody I've sucked except Izzy. Izzy doesn't really count because he's not a young boy like the rest of us. He's almost as big as he's ever gonna get and only needs a little more hair and a deeper voice to be a man. But Jimmy is young and smooth and soft like us kids only his dick is a little bit longer and quite a lot thicker than I'm used to.
I slowly and sensually work him, getting the blunt tip of it into my throat without even pushing down very hard. It's a very cool middle-ground between little boys like Timmy and teens like Izzy and I'm having fun exploring.
Jimmy enjoys my efforts for a few minutes then I hear him say, "Hey Benny, don't sit way over there pullin' your pud. Bring it over here and put it in my mouth!"
I raise my eyes just in time to see my boyfriend's beautiful tanned ass as he climbs astride Jimmy's chest and lowers himself into the boy's waiting mouth. In seconds all of us are moaning and gasping in three-way bliss.
I plunge plunge plunge then pull back to the wide head, tickling and teasing and slurping until I know Jimmy is on his final approach. I know boys' signs so well that I can play with him, bearing down and backing off until he can't take it anymore and he moans deeply around Benny's dick.
Jimmy's hips buck up to my face, his cock pulses strongly and the taste of his thin, sweet ambrosia blooms on my tongue. It's a little bit more than Ryan's and a little bit muskier but nonetheless sublime. I'm still partial to boys a bit younger than Jimmy, my Benny being the standard of perfection, but the barely-pubescent crowd has a lot to be said for it too.
All too soon Jimmy's cum is dissipated in my saliva and he nudges me away from his sensitive cock. Benny is still feeding the boy his dick though, and I am content to gaze up and watch my boyfriend's beautiful ass flex and his balls bump Jimmy's chin. In a moment Benny crawls off of the boy's chest and says, "OK, time to give me that ass!"
Jimmy smiles his cute, impish smile and rolls his knees up to his shoulders. His dark pink opening is wide and relaxed and I remember how easily he accepted Brian's significantly bigger cock in the winter cabin. I know he'll take Benny without a problem.
Benny retrieves his tube of Vaseline out of his shorts pocket and quickly lubes Jimmy's ass and then his own tool. He mounts the boy like the experienced top he is quickly becoming and sinks it deeply inside.
Jimmy sighs contentedly and says, "Oh, yeah. That's how to do it."
"Mmmm," Benny sighs. "You're nice and tight, Jimmy."
"And your dick feels great, Benny," the boy says.
"Really? Even after the big ones you've had?"
"Yeah, man," Jimmy assures him, smiling into his eyes. "It ain't the meat, it's the motion!"
I dig watching their comfortable mutual pleasuring and turn to share my appreciation with Keith and Izzy, but they are getting busy again only minutes after Izzy's orgasm. Keith is on all fours presenting his butt to Izzy, who is carefully painting it with Vaseline. Izzy's cock is full and hard again, or perhaps still.
Without a word Izzy flips Keith onto his back right next to Jimmy, pulls his legs up exactly the same way, aims his big cock at Keith's small, shiny hole and pushes carefully against it.
"Ah!" the boy cries sharply as the head of Izzy's cock pops through his anal ring. "Yeah! That's it Izzy! Put it in me, baby!"
Izzy sinks slowly and steadily into the dusty-rose-colored cavity. It opens impossibly wide to accept him and the boy makes soft, contented sounds of pleasure. Keith is even more of a bottom than I am and I read the delight in his eyes as Izzy enters him.
"Oh yeah!" the boy cries as Izzy's thickness fills him to the brim. "Come on, Izzy! Give me that big juicy dick!"
"God I love your tight fucking ass!" Izzy cries as he starts to pump. In seconds he's firmly and steadily thrusting, Keith's boyish face a mask of ecstasy.
Their excitement is contagious and Benny ramps up his own thrusts until both couples are slamming in rough unison, the sound of skin slapping skin turning me on like crazy!
"Harder Benny!" Jimmy cries. "God it feels good!"
"Fuck me Izzy!" Keith cries even louder than his friend. "I love your big hard fucking cock!"
Both couples are thrusting and gasping and crying out in pleasure. I see the flush on Benny's face and I know he's almost there.
"Go Benny!" I urge. "Give it to him!"
Benny bucks erratically as he cums, shoving his cock deep inside and holding it there, shaking and pulsing. Jimmy clutches Benny's neck and holds him tightly but there are no convulsions in his belly, no squeezes of his ass cheeks. It must be too soon after cumming in my mouth and he clearly doesn't get there.
Benny slows to a stop, still impaling Jimmy to the hilt, his breath heaving. Jimmy is flushed as well and grinning up at my boyfriend.
"Oh man!" he says. "You can really fuck, dude!"
Benny rolls away and we all turn our attention to Izzy, who is slamming into Keith with all his intensity. The smaller boy's face is all concentration as he bears down on his orgasm.
"I'm almost there!" Izzy gasps as his rhythm falters a bit. He forces his strokes but he is losing control.
"Ungh...uh uh uh," Keith grunts in time with the pumps. He strains and tenses, all of his muscles clenching tightly, until with one final heave he cums.
Izzy pounds twice more and buries himself deeply, his ass muscles clenched, his perineum pulsing rhythmically, and I know he is filling Keith's rectum with cum. They convulse together for 10 delirious seconds until all the tension leaves Izzy's body and he collapses onto Keith, breathing heavily.
We gaze upon their afterglow in silent reverence. Carefully Izzy backs his cock out of the boy and a big gush of jizz pours from Keith's raw, wide-open hole and runs down his crack into the grass. Izzy rolls onto his back and collapses, breath heaving. Keith can't move for a few seconds, but finally he crawls into the older boy's strong embrace and they deeply kiss.
It was one hell of a fuck.
Keith looks into Izzy's eyes and asks, "Can we do this every day until we have to go home?"
Izzy laughs softly and replies, "I want to do it every day for the rest of my life!"
Keith smiles and melts against him, his face buried in the bigger boy's neck. It's a sweet, tender scene but I feel uneasy, knowing that Keith will probably be too old for Izzy by the time he returns to camp next summer. I hate the idea that he might spend the whole winter thinking he has a loving partner to come back to, only to have a horrible let-down when he gets here. It's none of my business but I nevertheless resolve to have a private word with Izzy about it.
"Now it's our turn," Jimmy says to me, and Keith's romantic problems zip right out of my mind. I actually feel my asshole twitch in anticipation.
Jimmy's will be the biggest dick I've ever taken inside me, nearly an inch longer and quite a bit thicker than the current record-holder Donny. I remember how I felt before Richard did me the first time back in Jerry's shed, not completely convinced that I wanted to go through with it and more than a bit scared of the pain. Now I feel some of that old fear, but this time I'm sure that I want to do it and think I can get myself mentally prepared.
At least I hope so.
"Did you ever do spoons?" I ask.
"You mean lying on our sides? Yeah, a couple times, but I was the one getting fucked."
"Did you like it that way?"
"Yeah," he says. "That'll be perfect in fact, because it's nice and comfortable when you're doin' it for a long time."
"OK," I say, and find the comfy position I had with Donny that time in Charlie's room, with my top leg bent and extended forward. I reach back and pull open my upper butt cheek.
"Man that's a cute little hole!" Jimmy says with his signature giggle. "Let's see if we can make it bigger."
I feel greasy fingertips smearing around my entrance and I will myself open. Jimmy's finger pushes some Vaseline into me, then another glob, and then two fingers slide into me with even more lube. So far it's remarkably easy.
There is no contact for a few seconds and I know Jimmy is greasing his dick. I take the moment to settle myself and silently recite my mantra: I want his cock inside me. I need to welcome it in.
Jimmy scrambles up behind me and positions himself. I feel his hand on my hip and his blunt tip zeroing in on my anus. He draws himself a little closer and asks, "Are you ready?"
"Ready," I say and take a deep breath, pushing my asshole out like I'm trying to poop.
I've been fucked 7 or 8 times now and I've gotten used to a well-lubricated cockhead sort of squishing through my sphincter with relative ease, and though I knew Jimmy's additional girth would change the equation I wasn't prepared for this level of resistance. Jimmy pushes harder and it actually hurts, though not as much as Richard's first penetration.
Jimmy backs off and squirts more lube onto his dickhead. "You've gotta relax, Marty," he says.
He draws himself up behind me again and places his tip at my door, and I push out as hard as I can like I'm taking the biggest constipated shit of my life.
The pressure and pain build on my hole. Jimmy gulps some air right behind my ear and pushes even harder. Nothing is happening and I'm about to give up when suddenly my muscle yields and the thick cock explodes forward into me.
"Ahhhh!" I cry, and Jimmy stops instantly.
"Are you OK?" he asks in near panic. "Do you want to stop?"
"No!" I insist, my voice labored. "I'd just have to do that all over again. Hold still a minute. Let me get used to it."
We lie motionless, pulses of pain radiating through my guts and the throbbing of Jimmy's cock making it worse. I'm ready to give up when Jimmy makes me reconsider. He kisses my ear ever so gently and whispers so only I can hear.
"You're OK baby," he breathes. "You're amazing and sexy and I never wanted anybody more than I want you right now."
It's sweet and sappy and just the sort of thing that gets a romantic fool like me right in the heart. More soft kisses fall on my ear, my neck and my shoulder, and damn if the pain doesn't recede and my excitement rise.
I want to please him. I need to please him.
I push myself back onto his cock.
"That's it, baby," Jimmy whispers, and his slow, rhythmic thrusts begin.
In 5 or 6 pumps he's deep inside and man, I thought I was full the other times. Jesus Christ he feels twice as big as I've ever had before!
It's stuns me to realize how much I like the over-full feeling. His thick tool stretches me with every stroke and all of my focus is on that one tiny part of me, my tight boyhole. I push back in rhythm, meeting his thrusts.
"Oh yeah, Marty," he gasps. "Just like that. God, it feels so good."
He wraps his top arm around my chest and hugs me tighter as he builds the intensity of his thrusts, longer and faster until his entire length is sliding in and out of me in strong, deliberate strokes. It happened so gradually that it still feels sensual and loving even though he's now fucking me pretty hard and deep. He thrusts at the new pace for a long time until on one of his back-strokes his cock pops out.
"Oh no!" I cry, but he shushes me with great calm and reassurance.
"Don't worry, baby," he says softly as he reaches between us and repositions himself. "Here it comes again."
His thick penis parts my hole easily and slides all the way back into me in one thrust. I am wide open and taking him like we were both born for this. Jimmy's breath blows gently into my ear as he works and there's no mistaking his passion.
I feel loved rather than just fucked.
Jimmy speeds up even more and his breath begins to huff in rhythm with his thrusts. He's pounding me fast and hard now and it's exactly what I want.
"Oh fuck Marty!" he exclaims. "I'm gonna cum! Here it comes! Here it comes!"
"Uhhhh!" he gasps as his orgasm starts. His thrusts are erratic now as he writhes and bucks and I feel his cock pulse inside me. He cums a long time before he slows and comes to a stop buried to the very hilt. His cock shudders and vibrates my insides.
"Whew!" he sighs in my ear. "Good God Marty you're so fucking hot!"
I didn't get there but you know what? It's fine. It was an amazing fuck and I feel great about having given him such a fantastic ride. I like the physical sensation too, of his fat cock filling me beyond anything I thought I could take.
I love giving myself to him.
I'm waiting for Jimmy to back out of me but his cock is still hard as steel and pulsing with life. A minute goes by and I'm about to say something when I feel him start to withdraw. I brace for that feeling of loss and emptiness when he pulls out, when I know I'll miss his sturdy hardness and the emotional connection it represents because I always do. But when he's about halfway out he suddenly stops and pauses for a moment, then pushes back in straight to the bottom.
Holy shit, he's starting again!
I open my mouth to protest when I realize with shock that my ass is clutching him and his thick cock spreading open my hole feels even better than the first time. I'm ready and responding.
"Oh yeah, Jimmy!" I gasp. "Fuck me again!"
"God you're fantastic!" he whispers in my ear as he builds to a rhythm, but not crazy like before. He screws me deeply this time, slowly and tenderly, whispering sweet things in my ear, and it's wonderful. This slow, gentle fuck is exactly what I need right now, and I hope Benny is watching and taking notes.
On and on we screw, but my position is slightly uncomfortable after lying on one ass cheek for so long, so I adjust the angle of my hips just a little to give that cheek a rest. To my surprise Jimmy's cockhead now slides deliciously across my prostate with every pump, tickling it to stunning effect. It's a bonus I wasn't even going for!
"Oh shit, Jimmy!" I cry. "That's it! Just like that! Keep doing that!"
I don't think he realizes what's happening inside me but to his everlasting credit he keeps up that exact motion, firm and steady, and I feel myself blasting off the launch pad like a Gemini rocket. In seconds I'm there, knock-knock-knocking on orgasm's door.
"Aieee!" I shrill, the cum wracking my body and pulsing through every one of my internal organs. I gasp and heave and shudder and shake, until finally I go limp as a boiled noodle.
Benny is cradling my head in his lap, his soft dick and balls serving as my pillow.
"What happened?" I ask.
"You came like a bomb going off," Benny says. "You said thank you thank you thank you like a hundred times and then you fell asleep."
"Jeez," I say. "I've never been fucked unconscious before!"
I look over to see Keith on his back with Izzy kneeling over him and Jimmy kneeling behind Izzy reaching around and jerking him off. I'm just in time to see Izzy push his hips forward and shoot a single weak spurt of cum. The white pearl really stands out against Keith's bronze suntanned belly. Keith looks disappointed and quickly scoops up the cum and sucks it off his finger.
"It didn't shoot far enough," he teasingly complains. "I wanted it on my face."
Izzy laughs and says, "What do you expect for the 4th cum in a row? Be glad for the three good ones you got!"
We're halfway back to our canoes when we pass the place where we met the girls.
"Marty?" I hear Rachel call when she hears us, and I motion the other guys to keep going.
"I'll be there in one minute," I say, and step through the bushes into their grotto saying, "You guys are still here?"
They're not only still here, they're still naked. Connie is on her back with her legs rolled over her head holding her butt cheeks apart. Rachel is on all fours, having obviously been licking her asshole. I've never given any thought to what girls do to each other but now it seems only logical that various things must get licked.
She gets up to talk to me while Connie rolls back down and reaches for her panties.
"I thought you guys would never get done," she says to me, but with a sly smile. "You must have had a really good time."
I grin. "Yeah. You too, it looks like."
"I had to bribe Connie to let me wait for you," she says. "I've been licking her butt for half an hour! Good thing I love it."
"Why were you waiting for me?"
"Because I thought of something important I had to tell you," Rachel says. "My cousin Isaac is 17 and has a car. And guess where he lives?"
I look at her blankly.
"Warrenville!" she cries proudly. "And guess where his girlfriend lives?"
"I don't know, Rachel," I say, getting frustrated with the guessing game. "Warrenville?"
"Gresham!" she says with a grin. "He's always driving over there to see her, and I'm his favorite cousin so he'll do any favor I ask him to. I'm sure he wouldn't mind driving Benny over to see you sometimes."
"Wow, Rachel!" I exude. "That would be so cool!"
"If your folks let you have Benny over for a sleepover you guys could have the whole night together! If you can fuck quietly, that is."
"Thank you, Rachel! You're the best!" I cry, throwing my arms around her and hugging her tightly. She's a little taken aback — being naked — but she knows I'm not trying anything since I'm as queer as the day is long.
Fully-clothed Connie steps through the bush and pulls Rachel away from me. "Yes she is the best," she says, "and she's mine!"
We get back to cabin 12 with about 20 minutes to spare before curfew. Timmy catches my eye and grins at me. His mood is 180 degrees reversed from the last time I spoke to him at the softball field.
Benny and I change into our sleeping shorts and climb into our bunks, Carl and Ricky regaling us about how much fun they had this evening playing Capture the Flag with a couple dozen other 10s and 11s. I consider countering with how much fun we had on the island but I don't want to rub it in, so instead I gush about how cool their game must have been.
I feel motion in the bunk frame and suddenly Timmy's head appears above the rail.
"Mind if I come up?" he asks, climbing into my bunk without waiting for an answer. "Scoot over!" he insists and flops himself next to me, the two of us jammed together in the narrow space.
"Sure, come on in," I say. It's sarcastic of course since it's a little late now for permission.
Timmy smiles into my eyes and he looks positively radiant. "Thanks, Marty," he says. "I would kiss you but the lights are still on!"
I grin and ask, "What did I do?"
"You helped me so much with Donny," he says just above a whisper, though in such a small room it's pretty much impossible to keep Donny from hearing. "I asked him straight out if he loved me, and he got all nervous and tried not to answer but finally he did."
"Well," I say, "you're happy, so I guess he said he does."
"Yeah!" Timmy gushes, forgetting to whisper. "He's nuts about me!"
Everyone has been listening and all eyes turn to Donny, who returns a red-faced smile.
"And you were right about why he didn't say it before," Timmy continues. "He didn't want me to feel bad when we couldn't see each other all winter."
"And me too," Donny pipes up from his bunk. "I thought if I told myself it was only summer camp fun just like I had last year then it wouldn't hurt so bad. But I can't help it. I'm in love with him."
We all go Awww! but not out loud. Just with our faces.
"But guess what, Marty!" Timmy gushes. "We've got that figured out too! Charlie gets to use his Mom's car sometimes and he's going to help us get together once in awhile over the winter. Isn't that awesome?"
"It sure is!" I gush. "That's great you guys!"
I don't mention the similar arrangement Rachel and I have cooking because A) it isn't for sure yet since a whole lot of people still have to sign on to the plan, from Rachel's cousin to Benny's and my parents, and B) I haven't even had a chance to discuss it with Benny yet.
Maybe I'm just being paranoid, but what if Rachel forgets all about me and never even asks Cousin Isaac? I mean, she's so wrapped up in Connie now I might end up out of sight and out of mind. Or even if she does set it up what chance is there that Benny's parents will let him to go driving off with some random 17-year-old they don't even know? His Mom was a basket case just dropping him off at camp. Is she gonna let him spend the night at some strange kid's house in a whole other town when she doesn't know the kid's parents?
Worst of all, what if Benny is the one who forgets about me as soon as he gets home to his regular life and that kid Timothy that he likes?
Love has way too many what ifs.
Charlie's bedroom door opens and he steps out carrying his toiletry kit, but fully dressed.
"It's almost lights out, you guys," he says. "I'll be at Zane's tonight if anybody needs me. Who's turn is it to use my room?"
"Donny and Timmy," I offer, but to my surprise Donny shakes his head.
"We were just in there with you last night, Charlie," he says. "We think Carl and Ricky should take it. They have next dibs."
"That's very generous, boys," Charlie says. "What do you think, guys?" he asks them.
"Sure!" Carl says. "Thanks, you guys!"
"OK then, see you in the morning," Charlie says and flips off the room lights on his way out the door.
"The lights are off," Timmy says into my ear, "so here's your kiss!" Our eyes aren't used to the dimness yet and he climbs half on top of me mostly by feel. A second later he plants a really good one on my lips, and though I am surprised I engage with him almost immediately. It's a fairly long kiss but it isn't exactly sexual. This is more of a thank-you.
"Gotta go," he chirps and feels his way to the ladder. "My boyfriend is waiting!"
Timmy giggles as he scampers to the last bunk bed. I can see enough to make out his little form climbing up and eagerly throwing himself on top of Donny.
"Ooof!" Donny exclaims in exaggerated pain, though his own giggles betray him. "Why you little monster! You get tickled for that!" and in a second Timmy's super-high shrieks of laughter fill the cabin.
Their exuberance is infectious and I find myself grinning at Benny, who I can now see clearly as my eyes adjust to the moonlight. He is smiling and it reminds me of a famous old painting I once saw in a book: some woman named Mona Somebody.
"What?" I ask with a smile of my own.
"Can I come over to your bunk?" he asks. "I need to sleep with you tonight."
"There's not a lot of room for 2 guys," I point out. "Timmy barely fit and he's little."
"I think squeezing in sounds like fun," Benny says, and my look must be less than enthusiastic because he quickly follows, "No messing around. You've got to be pretty wiped after all that on the island. Just sleeping, OK?"
Carl is opening the bedroom door when he turns back to us and offers, "Do you guys want to use Charlie's room? You can take our turn if you want."
"Thanks, Carl," Benny says, "that's real nice, but I just want to spoon my Marty in a skinny little bunk. The tighter the better, you know?"
Carl grins. "Yeah, I think I get it. OK then, we'll see you in the morning."
Benny climbs down his ladder and up mine, and just before he crawls into my bunk he slides his shorts off and tosses them onto his own bunk.
"Naked though, OK?" he begs. "I want all of me to be touching all of you. But still no foolin' around, see?" He stands on his knees facing the window so his lower half is spotlighted in moonlight and sure enough his dick is flaccid and drooping.
I smile and say, "That can change in about 2 seconds you know."
"It probably will," he says, "but I won't do anything about it, I promise. I just want to sleep with my sweet boyfriend."
I grin and shuck down my sleep shorts too. I scoot over to let Benny spoon in behind me and find a comfortable snuggling position, his top arm holding me around the chest. Our bodies are in firm contact all the way from his face nuzzled in the crook of my neck to his legs intertwined with mine.
I sigh in utter contentment.
We're facing Donny and Timmy two bunks away. Their tickle fight has settled down into deep and passionate kissing so all we hear is their lips smacking together and little moans, high and sweet from Timmy and deeper and hungrier from Donny.
Benny kisses my neck.
"I thought you said no foolin' around," I say teasingly, knowing full well that if Benny turns up the heat I'll jump eagerly into the fire.
"Just a kiss," he says. Then after a short silence, "Marty, I need you to know... I love you, like for real. Every time I think about going home on Sunday and not being with you I think my heart is going to break in two. You're the sweetest, sexiest boy there could ever be and I want to be with you forever."
I snuggle his arm tighter around me and give another contented sigh. "I love you for real too, Benny," I say softly.
I don't tell him about Rachel's offer. It's too tentative and too complicated for right now. All I want right now is to sleep in my boyfriend's loving arms, and as Timmy gives a high-pitched yip from Donny's penetration and they begin making love I close my eyes and drift away.
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