School dragged on and without Roger it was just me and Johnny. I mean that was great, but we both missed Roger a lot. I kept hoping he'd write but by Thanksgiving there was still no letter and I began to give up. One good thing though, Ricky came to visit his grandma and we got to see each other again.
Johnny went to his grandma's for Thanksgiving but we had dinner at our house and uncle Joe and Aunt Kathy came and brought the baby. We had already eaten and were basically laying around in misery cause we were so full when there was a knock on the door.
I was playing with Joe Jr. and I scooped him up and answered the door and there stood Ricky looking a little older but just as cute as I remembered.
"Hi, come on in," I said beaming.
He stepped in and looked around at all the new faces and frowned, "Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt or anything. I was at my grandma's and got bored."
"Hey, no problem, this is my uncle Joe and aunt Kathy and this little guy is Joe Jr. my cousin, but I like to say I'm his uncle," I chuckled, "Everybody this is Ricky."
"Hi Ricky," uncle Joe said grinning, "I've heard a lot about you and all the places you've lived. Must be pretty cool, but I bet moving around so much makes it hard to make friends."
"Yes sir," he said smiling and showing his dimples. God he was cute, "but looks like we'll be in Kansas for a while and it's okay there."
"Are you hungry, we got tons of food," I offered.
"No, I'm so full I figured I'd get out and walk around to work some of it off and I wound up here," he said grinning.
"Let's go outside, okay?" I said handing my cousin to my aunt, "We're going outside..okay mom and dad?"
"Yes son, wear a jacket though. It's a little chilly out there." mom said.
I led Ricky to my room and grabbed a sweatshirt and skinned it on and we went out the kitchen door and into my back yard.
"Gosh it's good to see ya," I said bumping against him like a puppy, "I got your letter last week and I was hoping you'd show up."
"Yeah, I couldn't wait to get back here. We had so much fun last time," he said blushing.
I thought about that night in the treehouse and I felt my cock sort of stiffen. "Yeah, that was a blast. So remember our friend Roger?" I told him about how Roger had suddenly moved away and how much we missed him and he shook his head.
"I know what you mean, I hate losing friends like that. So have you made another new best friend or is it just you and Johnny now?"
"So far it's just me and Johnny. I mean we got other friends, but Roger....Roger was special," I sighed.
"Cause he played around too...right?" Ricky asked blushing, but he was grinning.
I nodded, "He actually started all that stuff...back at the creek last summer and well...let's just say me and Johnny took to it like a duck to water," I chuckled.
"That's so cool." he said looking as if he had something else on his mind.
"So what you wanna do?" I asked shoving my hands into my pockets. It was sunny but the temp was in the high 40's and I was shivering a little but not just from the cold. I was a little nervous about what might happen with Ricky.
He shrugged, "Can we go in there?" he asked pointing to the clubhouse.
"Yeah, it's warmer in there. It blocks the wind anyway."
It was sort of dark in the clubhouse at first, but our eyes adjusted quickly. I'd latched the door behind us out of habit, but I think Ricky took it as a sign that we might do something we didn't want anyone to see.
"Wanna sit down?" He nodded and we piled down on the old couch a few inches apart.
"So...you got any good friends back in Kansas?"
"A couple," he said looking nervous, "One really good one...we...uh, do stuff," he said giving me a nervous grin.
"Fun stuff, like what we did?" I grinned back.
He nodded, "Kinda, but not as good."
"I really liked what we did....."
"Me too....uh..." he looked at me and licked his lips, "I'd like to do it again sometime...."
"Me too," I said excitedly, "it's sort of cold out here, but maybe you could spend the night."
"I can...I already asked," he laughed, then looking embarrassed, "just in case you asked."
"Cool, do you have to go back and tell them or what?"
"Well...shouldn't we ask your folks first?"
"Naw, they'll say yes. Can you call your folks and tell em for sure?"
"Yeah, but first can we just....you know....do some...uh, stuff," he said blushing, then quickly he added, "I don't mean get naked or anything...it's too cold for that...."
I smiled, "This is so cool," I said unzipping my jeans and he took the hint and unzipped his too.
We pulled out our hard pricks and his was just as perfect and pretty as I'd remembered. My hand was shaking as I reached over and touched it and he sighed and touched mine then. We jerked each other for a long time but neither of us wanted to come. For one thing we didn't want to make a mess but mostly I think we wanted to save it for later when we could get naked and have some real fun.
After a half hour or so we were so cold we had to go back inside and when we walked in uncle Joe and Aunt Kathy had their coats on and were about to leave. I kissed the baby goodbye and got a hug from my aunt and uncle then Ricky and I walked them to their car. They'd brought the 57' Chevy today and of course Ricky was as impressed with it as I was.
We waved as they drove away and then went inside and I asked my folks about Ricky staying over. They were happy for him to stay and a quick phone call fixed it with his folks. Mom wanted to know if he wanted her to drive him to his grandma's for clean clothes, but I offered to loan him some of mine and she said that was fine. I didn't want to waste any of our time together running around and it was sort of sexy to think he'd be wearing a pair of my underwear.
We went to my room and played a game of chess while mom and dad watched TV. We had talked about liking that game in our letters but this was the first time we'd actually played. My aunt Kathy had actually been the one to teach me to play and my uncle Joe was pretty good at it too. With uncle Joe I didn't care if I won or not, it was just fun playing with him cause he was always cracking me up with his jokes and stuff. With Ricky though it was a matter of pride and I played my hardest. I guess boys are naturally competitive and I was no exception when it came to my friends.
The first game was close, but I managed to capture Ricky's queen near the end and his game fell apart. A few moves later I called Checkmate and he moaned, but he was a good sport about it. The next game was a quick one, I fell for one of those quickly set up traps and six moved later it was over. I moaned and whined but I wasn't mad. I fell for it once, but never again.
The last game Ricky won and I realized that maybe I'd found my match when it came to Chess. It was a shame he didn't live close and we could play more often cause I really enjoyed the challenge. We put the Chess board up and listened to my little transistor radio and just talked for a long time. It was so nice talking with him, he was funny and so polite all the time. He was a good listener too and he made me feel like he really cared about what I had to say. I guess I was sort of crushing on him and suddenly I started to worry.
It was as if I'd forgotten all about Johnny as soon as Ricky showed up and I wondered what was wrong with me. Why couldn't I be happy with just Johnny? I mean it was one thing to have other friends, but I didn't see Ricky as just a friend. I knew it was stupid and that there was no future in it. After all Ricky lived hundreds of miles away and I only saw him a few times a year so why was I so hung up on him?
"What's wrong?" Ricky said pulling me out of my thoughts.
I shook my head, "Nothing, sorry...just thinking about some...uh, someone...."
"Johnny...right?"
I nodded, "Sorry...."
"It's okay," he said falling back on my bed.
God he looked so sexy laying there. His pants fit him just right and his shirt had pulled up just a little exposing a slice of tan smooth skin and his belly button and my dick went hard instantly. I fell back too, just so I wouldn't have to look at his perfect body and in the process our arms became sort of tangled up.
"Do you want me to go?" he asked sounding hurt.
"No! No way," I said rolling over to face him, "I want you to stay. I missed you and I couldn't wait for you to get back...."
He smiled, "Okay, but we don't have to do anything if you don't want to."
"Let's just see what happens...okay?" I said grinning.
He smiled and it lit up his whole face.
We talked some more and read some comics and then it was time for supper. We had leftover turkey and all the rest and afterwards we watched some TV with my dad while mom cleaned up the kitchen. When mom came in and sat down by dad they snuggled up and I grinned at Ricky and he grinned back. I got the feeling his folks were sort of like mine and pretty cool and that they were still into that lovey dovey stuff.
Around nine I suggested we go to my room and for once mom didn't insist on me taking a bath. I guess she figured I didn't get all that dirty today and since I had company she didn't want to nag me. When we were in my room I asked Ricky if he wanted to take a shower or anything and he said he had one last night and he was fine and that was that.
"Wanna play some board games or something?"
He shrugged, "Just not chess," he said grinning.
"Okay, then how about Sorry?"
"Sure, that's cool."
I got the board out and we piled down in the floor and got things set up. I took blue and Ricky took yellow and the slaughter began.
"Sorry!" I giggled as I put Ricky back for the third time.
"Man, I can't believe that," Ricky laughed, "I can't get a break."
But he did get a break later and put me back twice and then went on to win the game. We played one more game then decided to get ready for bed. I loaned Ricky a spare toothbrush and we brushed our teeth and peed and washed our hands and face and went back to my room.
As soon as the door was closed I stripped off my shirt and Ricky followed my lead. Pretty soon we were down to just our underwear and socks. I usually slept in ski pajamas in the winter except when Johnny slept over, and I sure wasn't going to wear them with Ricky over either. For one thing the extra body heat in the bed was plenty and once we got to the fun stuff, it was easier if there weren't any clothes to slow us down.
We slipped into my bed and I pulled the big comforter over us and turned out the bedside lamp. I could feel Ricky's warm soft foot against mine and our hips were pressed together. I could smell the toothpaste on Ricky's breath and his natural body odor which was musky and spicy and very comforting. Since I'd discovered sex, I'd discovered that everyone had their own unique smell and that that smell could make me horny if it was coming from the right person and Ricky's smell was definitely doing that to me.
"That kid...your friend...what did you guys do?"
"Oh...you know....touch each other mostly. No sucking or anything. He's sort of shy.....but once he gets horny he don't stop till he gets off."
I chuckled, "I bet he'd like it....getting sucked I mean."
"Yeah, I bet....I know I sure do."
"Wanna do that thing where we both do it at that same time?"
"Yeah, that's the best," he said sounding excited.
We took off our undies and I flipped around so my head was at his feet and we managed to get into position without too much trouble. I could really smell his scent now and it was filling my head and making me dizzy. It was stronger than before and mixed with something else now and this new scent made me even hornier. It didn't take me long to figure out what the new scent was. As I moved my head between his legs I realized it was his butt that I was smelling.
It wasn't a bad odor, not like poop or anything, it was just musky and spicy and it made me want to sniff it like a dog. Instead I ran my hands over his butt cheeks as I took his pretty cock into my mouth and began to suck it like a starved calf.
He tasted so good and when he took me into his mouth it was just about the best feeling in the world. I forgot all about Johnny for the next fifteen minutes while we licked and sucked and jacked each other until we shot our load of sperm in each other's mouth. His was sort of salty and sort of sweet at the same time and I liked the taste a lot.
When we were done I spun around and laid down on my pillow again and we laid there face to face breathing in each other's breath.
"I smell my sperm on your breath," I giggled.
He smacked his lips, "I like it."
"I like yours too."
For a moment we just stared into each other's eyes not saying anything then slowly he began to lean in and I met him half way and our lips met. His lips were soft and wet and the kiss was so good that my cock got hard all over again. Then it was over leaving us both breathless and confused.
"I'm tired now...." Ricky said softly.
"We
can sleep now. How long can you stay tomorrow?" I asked wishing he
could stay forever.
"Till my mom and dad come get me to go to my cousin's house....you know David's house? Probably after lunch."
"How long are you gonna be in town?"
"Till Sunday afternoon, so we can play all weekend."
I smiled, "That's good," I said reaching over and touching Ricky's chest, "hey...we should put our underwear back on," I grinned.
We slipped our own undies on and I didn't even get to loan him some of mine. Afterwards we snuck across the hall to the bathroom and peed and then piled back in my bed. At first we were sort of far apart but eventually we moved together until we were touching all along one side. When his hand found mine our fingers intertwined and we fell asleep that way.
The next morning we were up early and after getting dressed we hit the bathroom and peed and washed up. Mom was cooking breakfast and the smell of bacon was making our mouths water. By the time we got to the kitchen she had most of it ready and we joined dad at the dining room table. He had been reading a Saturday Evening Post but he put it down when we came in.
"Good morning boys. You're up early. I thought I'd have to come roust you guys out for breakfast."
"Nope, we slept good and we're hungry," I said grinning. Sex always made me sleep better and gave me a good appetite.
"So what are your plans for the day?"
"Ricky has to go to his aunt and uncles later but till then we're gonna play. Why, what are you and mom gonna do?"
"Oh, we thought we'd go for a ride in the country and get some fresh air. How does that sound?"
"Cool...wish Ricky could come with us..."
"Well, next time maybe," dad said.
Mom served pancakes and bacon and Ricky and I drank milk while my folks drank coffee. I never understood why people drank coffee. I didn't see the point. To make it taste good you had to put cream and sugar in it, so why bother? and on top of that my dad drank his black and that was really weird to me.
We finished breakfast pretty quick and grabbed our jackets and went outside to spend what time we had left alone. We found ourselves in the back yard and eventually we climbed up into the treehouse. It was sunny and warmer than the day before and inside the treehouse it was almost too warm.
"Remember last time we were up here?" I giggled.
"Yeah, we had some fun," he said grinning.
I wiggled my eyebrows like my dad did sometimes and made a funny face, "Soooo....do we have time before your folks get here?"
"Sure...lots of time," he said sounding excited.
"Well....then let's do it," I laughed as I laid down and unbuttoned my jeans.
We didn't get naked, but we did pull our jeans down far enough to get at each other's cock and balls and so we could rub each other's butts. I wondered what Ricky would think if he knew Johnny and I butt fucked, but I was kind of shy about bringing that up.
We sucked each other for maybe ten minutes but eventually the danger and excitement of the situation sent us over the edge. As we flooded each other's mouth with our sperm we grabbed onto each other and just held on until we came down from that great feeling that sperming gives you.
We had just barely got our pants up when I heard my dad yelling for us and we climbed down quickly. As we hit the ground running we could see that Ricky's dad was there too. He was grinning and said something to my dad that made him smile.
"Hi Mr. Fielding," I said as we got close, "thanks for letting Ricky spend the night. We had a lot of fun."
"You're welcome Robert. All he's been talking about for the last few weeks was getting back here and seeing you again," he added chuckling.
"Can I come back tomorrow?" Ricky asked looking at both our dads then at me.
"It's fine with your mom and me as long as Robert and his folks don't mind."
"Please dad...." I said giving my dad a big smile.
"It's fine with us Richard." Richard was Ricky's dad's name too so I guess Ricky was actually Richard Jr. just like my cousin was Joe Jr.
"Well right now we're going to go visit your aunt and uncle and you and David can play."
"Okay, I'm ready."
We walked them to the car where his mom and little sister was waiting and Ricky and I said our goodbyes and hung around outside the car till his mom rolled down the window and told him it was time to go and not to worry we could see each other tomorrow.
When we got inside mom made me change my shirt then we loaded into the car and we went for a drive. Dad liked driving the new Chevy and since mom had it during the week he liked to take us for drives on the weekends. He had today off plus the weekend because of Thanksgiving and mom had already made plans for the two of them to go shopping on Saturday.
"Do I have to go?" I whined
"No, in fact I'd rather you didn't," mom chuckled, "you get bored so easy."
"Are you shopping for me?" I asked when she gave in so easy to my not going.
"You never know," she said grinning, "Maybe you can spend the day with Johnny or Ricky."
"Or both," I suggested.
We drove out of town into the country and for a while I just stared out the window at all the trees and pastures and the occasional cow or horse and thought about Johnny and Ricky. What was I going to do if Johnny acted like he did last time? I liked both of them and didn't want to lose either one of them, but if it came down to one or the other I knew I'd have to choose Johnny. Not only was he always around but we'd been friends forever we'd said the L word to each other.
I felt bad that I couldn't just be Ricky's friend without bringing in all the sex stuff, but it wasn't like he didn't want it too. What was wrong with me? I wondered. Until Roger showed us all that stuff, I'd just been a normal kid interested in normal kid stuff. But I couldn't blame Roger and now that he was gone I realized that my feelings for him were pretty strong too. Not as strong as those for Johnny, but stronger than for Ricky for sure. So why was I so upset about what me and Ricky had done? Then it hit me, it wasn't the sexy stuff....it wasn't the feelings I had for him at all....it was the kissing. That was what was different. Sex was just..well, sex, but kissing...that was serious. Kissing was about how you felt about someone, sex was just...well feeling good until you added kissing.
I was 11 years old (soon to be 12) and my only experience with any of this had been what took place starting that summer, but I was pretty sure I'd figured it all out. The problem was....now what do I do about it? Suddenly I wanted to be with Johnny so bad I almost ached.
"When we get home....can I all Johnny and see if he's back and maybe have him spend the night?" I said suddenly.
My mom looked back at me and gave me one of those "where did that come from looks" and nodded, "Well, I suppose, but it's possible his folks might want him at home for a while," she chuckled.
"Can I ask anyway?"
"Might as well...then maybe tomorrow you can spend the day at his house," dad added.
I felt better then, but I was still a little confused and worried. I knew what I had to do, but I wasn't looking forward to it and I was terrified of what would happen when I did.
I was pretty much zoned out the rest of the trip and when we pulled up at Dairy Queen I was pretty surprised. Mom and dad said they were tired of turkey and I agree for once so we had footlong chili dogs and fries and ice cream for dessert.
By the time we got back home it was pushing five o'clock and I couldn't wait to call Johnny. As luck would have it Johnny answered the phone on the second ring.
"Hey, did you have a good Thanksgiving?"
"It was okay, what's up?"
"Can you come down and spend the night?"
"Hold on." I heard him yelling to his mom and in the background I heard her yell back and I guess she said yes.
"I'll be there in about thirty minutes....okay?"
"Yeah, ride your bike okay?"
"Yeah, see you later," he said sounding excited.
I told mom and dad he was coming and my dad looked at me and smiled. I still suspected that he knew more about what was going on with me and Johnny than he let on. Maybe he didn't know everything we did, but like he said, he was a kid once and had buds just like me. It would be stupid to think that we were the only boys who ever did this stuff, after all sex had been around...well...forever and pretty much everyone did it at some point in their life.
I tidied up my room from last night and as I straightened out the sheets I thought about what Ricky and I had done in my bed the night before. I brought the sheet to my nose and sniffed it and I was pretty sure I could smell his scent there, but then it could have been mine. I didn't worry that Johnny would smell them and know what had gone on and anyway it didn't matter cause by the time we went to bed he'd know all about Ricky anyway.
I was shaking as I waited for Johnny out front pacing back and forth and when I saw him coming up the street I felt my footlong hot dog trying to come back up.
I met him as he drove up the drive and we walked to the back of the house where he parked his bike by mine.
"When did you get back?"
"Last night...late. I was so tired I slept most of the way home. What did you do? Did you eat lots of turkey?"
"Yeah, lots. We had company though," I said nervously. I told him about my aunt and uncle visiting and he reminded me of what a great time we'd had at their farm back before school started.
We were sitting on the back porch step then and as I gazed out across the yard I wondered where to start. Should I tell him now and risk him getting on his bike and riding back home, or later up in my room when it was too late for him to escape without causing a scene?
In the end I decided to do it now and let the chips fall where they may.
"Ricky's back in town," I said softly, like it was no big deal.
"Oh yeah...he come over or did you go over there?"
"He came over....yesterday and he spent the night." I let that soak in then I stood up and dusted off my behind, "Want to go for a walk?"
He shrugged, "Sure....I guess, but it's getting dark..."
"Oh, well...yeah...but if we stay on the street there's the street lights."
"Yeah, that's cool," he said standing up. I stuck my head in the back door and yelled at mom and dad that we were going for a walk and my mom said not to be gone too long.
We walked out front and down my block on the path (sidewalks were a rare thing back then) then turned up 1st street and then down the street Roger used to live on. I felt sort of sad as we passed by Roger's old house. Someone had already moved in and for the hundredth time I wondered where Roger was and if he was happy.
"So...what did you want to talk to me about?"
"How did you know?"
He shrugged, "You been acting funny and then you wanna get away from the house so I figure you got something on your mind."
"Okay...yeah, well....it's about Ricky...."
"What about him?"
"Well...he spent the night last night and well...he's gonna be here all weekend...."
He shrugged, "So? What's the big deal?"
"Hold on, let's go over here."
We'd reached the little park near the school and even though it was pretty dark by then the street lights gave off enough light to keep us safe. Not that there was any real danger, but darkness just seemed to be scary.
We climbed up on the monkey bars like we'd done a million times and I started again. "Well...last time I hung out with him you got kind of sore and I don't what that to happen again, that's all."
"I told you I was over that," he said sounding annoyed.
"You don't act like it," I said under my breath then feeling bad about the way I said it I added, "but I sort of understand."
"You do?" he asked looking at me with his big brown eyes.
I nodded, "We...we're more than just friends....right?"
He nodded, "Yeah...so?"
"Well, with Roger we always messed around but it was never serious with him...right?"
"Just sex, the guy needed to get off sometimes and after all he taught us all that stuff."
"That's what I mean, so would it be so bad if we messed with some other boy that way?"
"The two of us, or just you?" he asked giving me a dirty look.
I took a deep breath and sighed noisily, "Well yeah if you...I mean the both of you want."
"Ricky...right?"
I nodded, "He's really a nice kid and sexy," I said then blushed.
"I thought so. You guys messed around last night didn't you?"
I stared at my feet as I tried to find the courage to go on, but he didn't give me time. He was off the monkey bars and half way to the street before I could get down. I ran after him and finally caught him at the edge of the school yard, only a block from his house.
"Johnny stop...dammit," I said grabbing his arm, "you didn't give me time to finish."
He stopped but pulled his arm away, "What, there's more? Did you let him fuck you too?"
"No..no way, that's just for you....." I said lamely.
"For now maybe...."
"I'm sorry," I said for lack of anything else to say.
"It's no big deal."
"Then come back home with me. I've missed you and I want us to be together tonight."
He closed his eyes and rubbed them as if he had a headache or something, "I guess I better, my bike is back there."
I wiped at my eyes and realized for the first time that I was crying. I sniffed and swallowed and tried to smile. This hadn't gone quite like I'd hoped and I wasn't sure if anything was any different, but at least Johnny was coming home with me. I would have to be careful what I said the rest of the night and then maybe tomorrow I could finish telling him what I wanted to. If I didn't chicken out.
We walked back in silence and I was afraid as soon as we got there that he'd run to his bike and ride away. Fortunately when I said we should go inside he followed me with a nod. My folks were in the kitchen and when we came in my mom asked us if were hungry.
Up until that moment I hadn't realized I was hungry and suddenly I was starved. She fixed turkey sandwiches and soup and as we ate mom and dad asked Johnny how his Thanksgiving had been and he politely told them all about it.
When we were finished we excused ourselves and as we headed to my room my mom yelled for me to be sure and take a shower since I didn't have one the night before. Johnny sort of grinned but I couldn't tell what he was thinking.
"You wanna take a shower with me?" I asked when we reached my room. I could almost hear him thinking about his answer as I dug clean undies out of my drawer, two pair....just in case.
"I guess. I sort of stink," he said at last.
I smiled as I handed him a pair of my Fruit of the Looms. "Okay, come on then. We'll get our shower out of the way then we can play some games or something.
I was a little nervous as we undressed but once Johnny got down to his briefs I was too busy checking him out to worry about what had happened earlier. He was so beautiful and perfect in every way. I guess that's one reason I had trouble understanding why I was so attracted to Ricky. I had the best, most sexy, and good looking guy in the world as a boyfriend. Why wasn't that enough? I knew the kissing was part of it and the way Ricky treated me, but I didn't want to be like those girls that kiss every boy that came along. They were called sluts and easy and stuff like that, but I didn't know if it was the same with boys or not.
When he stripped off his underwear I was in for a big shock. He had more hair down there and I swear his cock looked bigger. I tried to remember the last time I'd seen him naked and decided it couldn't have been more than a week ago, so how was it possible that he'd grown so much?
"Uh....did you grow some?" I stuttered.
"Oh, yeah...I guess I got one of those growth spurts or something. I'm a half inch taller too," he said grinning.
"Man, I wish I'd get one of those."
"You will, come on...let's get in the shower."
I adjusted the water and we stepped into the tub and I pulled the curtain closed. I'd lost a lot of my nervousness and he seemed to be okay now so I loosened up some. We always washed each other's back and I couldn't see any reason to change that now and when I told him to turn around he spun around immediately. His butt looked a little different too, fuller maybe, but still perfect and I couldn't wait to get my hands on it.
I had to be careful not to be too obvious but as soon as I had his back finished I let my hands wander down to his butt. He moaned sort of low sending goose bumps up and down my body and my hard cock jumped a little. I let my soapy hands wander all over those two perfect globes and then he leaned forward a little, opening up for me, and I moved to his crack. I could smell a musky odor as I pried his cheeks apart flooding my nostrils and making me dizzy.
"Wash it good," he whispered and I ran my hands down his crack and across his butthole causing him to moan louder, "Use your finger...." he all but whispered.
"I grabbed the bar of soap and lathered up my middle finger and found his pucker and pushed it in cleaning him inside as far as I could reach and he kept pushing back against my finger like he wanted it in there further or something. His wanting me to clean him good back there could mean only one thing....he was gong to let me fuck him later and I was so excited I was shaking.
"Your turn to wash me now," I said slapping him on the butt causing him to yelp.
His hands felt wonderful on my body and I closed my eyes and just enjoyed the feeling. When he moved down to my butt I pushed back a little but I didn't need to say anything as he went to work cleaning me back there and pushing a soapy finger inside me. He took his time and when he was finished he moved up behind me and locked his arms around my waist and nuzzled my neck.
I could feel his hard cock in the crack of my butt and it felt so good. For a minute I thought he was going to fuck me right there, but after a few minutes he pulled away and finished rinsing off. I was disappointed but I knew there was plenty of time for that later so I rinsed off and we climbed out and began drying each other off like always.
"Your butt is bigger too," I teased.
"Oh, do you like it?" he said looking back at me as I swiped the towel up his crack.
"Uh huh," I said getting a handful of it and squeezing, "It's nice and soft and squishy."
"Turn around and let me dry yours now."
The scratchy towel actually felt good against my skin and when he dropped down to my butt I pushed back to give him full access. He dried my crack and buns and then squeezed my butt like I'd squeezed his, "Um um um...nice."
"All yours," I said in what I thought was a seductive voice.
"Later," he said smacking my right butt cheek so hard it stung, but I sort of liked it.
"Ow...not so hard," I said rubbing my butt cheek.
"You know you like it," he giggled.
"Maybe....a little."
We slipped on our underwear even though we knew they'd be coming off later and sat down on my bed and read comic books for a while, but I kept looking at Johnny and thinking how sexy he looked laying there shirtless and wearing just the undies I'd loaned him. I mean naked was sexy, but there was something about a boy in undies that really turned me on back then, and still does to this day.
He reached down and scratched his balls and my eyes followed his every movement and when I looked up he was watching me watch him.
"Like that?" he laughed.
I nodded, "You know I do. I love looking at you," I confessed red-faced.
"You're not so bad yourself," He said leaning down and offering his lips to me.
Well he didn't have to offer twice, I met him half way and we kissed wetly and deeply and my cock jumped in my undies. Before long we were rolling around on the bed pushing our hard cocks together desperately, then the undies came off and it was on.
At first we just rubbed our naked bodies together but after a few minutes of that we grabbed each other's cock and worked them for a while. Eventually we moved into a 69 position and sucked each other as we rubbed each other's balls and butt.
There was no doubt we were going to come sucking each other, but I didn't worry because later after we rested we'd be able to get off again. I loved how Johnny's cock felt in my mouth and I was working the skin with my lips and running my tongue underneath it making him moan around my own cock. It felt wonderful but I didn't let it distract me from the job at hand. I had Johnny thrusting and moaning so loud I began to worry that mom and dad might hear him. Fortunately he didn't last much longer and with on last thrust and moan he began to unload in my mouth.
I gobbed his sperm down as he thrust up against me and he was so caught up in his own feeling that he sort of forgot about my cock for a minute. Eventually though he started sucking again and this time with determination. I didn't last more than a couple of more minutes and then I was pushing into his hot wet mouth and giving his tongue a sperm bath.
We lay there with our cock's in each other's mouth for a long time as we cooled off. As we lay there we rubbed each other gently and after a while I moved back around to face him.
"That was so good," he said softly, "It seemed...I don't know...extra good tonight."
"It was, probably cause we missed each other so much."
"Yeah, I did miss you, but it seems like you been busy...with Ricky and all," he said sounding hurt.
"Well...you were at your grandma's or you could've joined us."
"Doing what?"
I knew what he was doing. He was trying to find out just what Ricky and I had done and I figured I might as well tell him cause he wouldn't rest till he knew and besides I wanted to be honest with him.
"Sucking dick I guess," I said gazing at him for his reaction.
He gave me a cool look then sighed, "Is that all?"
"Yeah, I think so, well...maybe kiss," I said grimacing.
He nodded, "So you guys kissed?"
"It's not like you think....."
"How is it then?"
I sighed, "I don't know. I'm sort of confused. The sex stuff really doesn't mean that much to me. I mean it's really sort of like jacking off...just getting that feeling...."
"Until the kissing starts," Johnny said softly, "do you love him?"
"What? No...no way....I mean I like him a lot, but you're the only one I love."
"Then why did you kiss him?"
"I don't know," I said as tears streamed down my cheeks..."It just happened."
"Are you gonna do it again?"
"No....I won't do it again. I promise. I won't even see him the rest of the weekend if you want." I said as more tears joined the other ones and dripped off my chin.
"I didn't say that," he said loosening up a little at seeing me crying.
"I'll do...do whatever you sa...say," I blubbered.
He sighed, "Come here," he said pulling me into him and kissing my face sweetly, "I just don't want to lose you or...or share you with another boy."
"You won't lose me...ever.. and I promise I won't do that other stuff anymore."
"Unless I'm there," Johnny said softly. I looked up at him to see if he was serious and he smiled, "He must be fun if you want to get with him."
"Do you forgive me?" I said giving him my puppy dog eyes.
"Yeah, I forgive you, you dope," he said grinning.
I sighed, "Thank you. I couldn't stand it if you were mad at me...or if you ever left me."
"That won't ever happen. I know I get upset sometimes but it's just cause I love you so much and I'm afraid I might lose you. Heck, you're way bettern' me and I can't believe you'd even want to be with me."
"What? Are you kidding? That's how I feel about you. Look at you. You're so hot and so handsome and so perfect and you could have any boy....or girl you wanted, but you chose me....that's a real mind blower."
"Ha, well...we sort of found each other I guess....a long time ago. Who knew it would end up like this when we met in first grade?"
"It's not over yet...is it? I mean there's more for us. We're gonna be teenagers soon and then high school," I said wistfully, "Do you think we'll still be together then?"
He shrugged and my heart sank, but what he said next was encouraging, "Who knows what will happen? All I know is how I feel right now....and right now I love you and want to be with you and that's all that matters."
I really started crying then and when I looked into Johnny's big brown eyes they were wet with tears too.
"I love you so much," I whimpered, "Will you fuck me now?"
"He laughed, "Right now?"
I nodded, "Please."
He shrugged, "Okay," he said sounding excited, "but afterwards I want you to fuck me too."
I smiled, "Okay, if you really want me to."
Over the last few weeks we'd become more comfortable with this part of our sex life and we were better prepared for it. For instance I kept a bottle of Jergin's lotion in my room now. I'd told my mom my skin was really dry and she'd bought an extra bottle at the drugstore, but the way my dad looked at me when all this took place I wondered if he thought it was for jacking off or something. Well, at least he didn't know what it was really for.
I also kept an old towel under my bed now and I washed it myself when it got too dirty. Of course I was too naive to realize that my mom might have seen it a few times when she changed my sheets or brought laundry to my room, but what I didn't know I didn't have to worry about.
One of the cool things we'd discovered about butt sex was all the different positions we could do it in. Our first clumsy attempts had been face down boy on top and doggie style, but now there was front to front, and spooning, and even bent over the bed, and depending on our mood we'd tried them all.
That night however there was no doubt how we wanted to do it. We wanted to see each other's face, to kiss, and to make love just like grownups do, and the only way to do that was with me flat on my back and my legs high in the air.
We started off kissing and then I moved down and wet his cock with my mouth and then put some lotion on it. Sometimes I would loosen up my butt with my fingers, but this time I let Johnny do it. He was gentle as he worked his fingers into me and it didn't take long till I was ready for the real thing.
This was something I never got tired of and I was shaking with anticipation as he took his position between my legs and lined his cock up with my slick hole. The head slipped in easily and once he had it started he let loose of his cock and grabbed my ankles and held them as he pushed all the way in.
His cock was as hard and straight as a steel rod and it seemed to go deeper this time and it felt fatter. I loved how it felt though and once he started moving inside me there was that wonderful feeling from inside my butt that we hadn't quite figured out the cause of yet. It was almost like his cock was rubbing my cock but from the inside. It felt so good that sometimes I felt like I could come without touching my cock at all.
Johnny seemed especially gentle that night, leaning down to kiss me every now and then and moving slowly as the feeling built in both of us. Eventually he sped up and his breathing became ragged and he began to make those faces that us boys make when we're getting ready to blow. It was kind of funny in a way, but he was still handsome even when he made those faces and I loved the way his mouth formed a little O and the way he would bite his lip and flutter his eyes.
I knew he was coming when his body tensed up and he thrust deep, biting his lip, and making his cute faces and then his hot sperm poured into my guts. I hadn't touched my own cock because I was saving it for fucking Johnny but I felt like I could've came when his cock began to throb and unload into me.
Johnny fell down on top of me and kissed me deeply then nuzzled my neck and just stayed there on top of me for a long time. His cock softened a little and slipped out and I let my legs fall down on the bed and I realized they were shaking from holding them up so long.
It really felt good just laying there with Johnny on top of me and I felt like I could go to sleep if he stayed there long enough. Eventually he sort of rolled off onto his back and pulled me into him. We kissed again and then he asked me how I wanted him.
I liked how we'd just done it, but I was too tired for all that so I decided to do it on our sides spooned up together. This was probably our second favorite position and it was best for Johnny cause he wasn't used to getting fucked like I was.
I took my time kissing his back and butt and working my slick fingers into his hole until he was loosened up and relaxed. I smeared a little lotion on my cock and snuggled up to his butt and reached down between us and lined my cock head up with his slick hole.
"Are you ready?"
"Uh huh," he said sounding far away.
I grabbed his hips and pushed and Johnny grunted and pushed back and my cock head popped into his warm tight hole. It was easy after that and considering my cock wasn't nearly as big as Johnny's he didn't have any trouble taking it all. I took my time, moving slowly, my arm draped over him pressing against his flat hard tummy.
Toward the end I sped up just a little grunting and making some faces of my own and then with one final thrust I shot my sperm into his butt and collapsed. When I recovered I snuggled close and hugged him to me with my cock still inside him until it shriveled up and slipped out leaving a little mess on his butt cheeks and the sheets.
Fortunately I'd grabbed the towel and laid it within reach and when I'd recovered a little I cleaned us both up then snuggled back into him and fell asleep.
Next morning we woke up horny with super hard with morning wood and put off peeing long enough to blow each other. It was ecstasy and agony and as soon as we'd both had cum we pulled on our undies and high-tailed it to the bathroom and drained our lizards. It felt so good letting out our hot yellow piss and we played sword fight crossing our streams and giggling like always.
Mom had breakfast ready and after dressing we joined her and dad in the dining room. They were going shopping today and I was spending the day at Johnny's. After breakfast mom and dad dropped us off at Johnny's and after checking in with his mom we walked over to the park.
It was cool out but not cold and we swung on the swings and climbed on top of the monkey bars. As we sat there so close we were almost touching I thought about all the times we'd sat here in this very spot and all the long talks and fun we'd had over the years. I guess I just assumed that Johnny would always be around and that we'd always be together, but after what had happened with Ricky I realized that I had to be more careful. I couldn't take Johnny for granted anymore and I needed to do everything in my power to keep him loving me.
"Hey, wanna walk down to the bathroom and fool around?" I said grinning.
"Naw, I'm not horny right now," Johnny said surprising the heck out of me.
"Oh, okay," I said trying not to sound as hurt as I was.
"Hey, don't get all down about it. I'll be plenty horny later, but I'm not feeling it right now."
"That's okay. What can we do then?"
"Let's walk down to your friend Ricky's grandma's house," he said suddenly, surprising the heck out of me..again.
"Oh, well...I guess we could, but he might not be there."
"Well...if he's not we can go on over to the railroad tracks and see if there's a train. How bout that?"
"Okay, great. Let's go."
On the way we talked about how much we missed Roger and how we wondered what he was doing, if he'd made new friends, and stuff like that. Then we started talking about what we wanted for Christmas and I told him about sitting on the bike that day at Western Auto and how I was pretty sure my folks were getting me the bike.
"Lucky, a new car and a new bike. I'll be lucky if I get a new basketball or something."
"Well...what would you like to have?"
"I dunno, maybe some new models...or a road race set...or a train set. I always wanted one of those train sets."
I had some money saved from my lawn mowing that summer and was planning on buying Johnny's gift with it, but I didn't have enough for a road race or train set. I'd have to make sure I got him something really special though.
"Besides the bike...what do you want?" he asked trying to be sly.
"Well...there's this pocket knife at Tower Discount that's really neat. I was sort of hoping Santa would bring me one," I giggled.
"A pocket knife, yeah that's a good thing to have....especially if we go camping again next year."
The knife was only 3.99 and I figured Johnny could afford that, but I wanted to spend a lot more on him. The only thing was I didn't want to make him feel bad, so it was sort of confusing about what I should do. I figured I'd work it out somehow.
To get to Ricky's grandma's house we had to pass by my house and as we turned onto my block I saw Ricky just coming down off our front porch. I pointed him out to Johnny and we hurried on down to my house.
"He must've come down to see if I was home."
He met us at the street and gave us a nervous look, "I was just seeing if you could play. I didn't know you were busy...."
"My folks went shopping and I was hanging out at Johnny's. We were actually coming to see if you wanted to hang out with us?"
"You were?"
"Yeah," Johnny said grinning. Was he blushing? "Wanna go over by the train tracks with us and mess around?"
Mess around? I thought, What is he up to?'
"Sure I can play till six, then I gotta be back so we can go to my cousin's house. This time I'm spending the night over there."
"Your cousin David?" I asked as we started off, cutting through my backyard to save time.
"Yeah," he said grinning. I figured him and his cousin David were going to fool around tonight and that was why he was grinning.
"David is 10 and goes to Jefferson," I said to Johnny so he wouldn't feel left out.
"Oh. What do you guys do for fun?" Johnny asked as if he knew what I was thinking.
"He has a cool ping pong table in his garage and we play there sometimes," Ricky said warming up to Johnny pretty fast, "you guys would love it."
"What else you do. Any really fun stuff?" he said suggestively.
Ricky blushed but didn't miss a beat, "Well we play doctor sometimes."
"Yeah, do you get naked?"
"Naw, just pull our pants down, but it's fun."
"Cool, I like this kid," Johnny laughed, "Wanna go down to the gin mill guys?"
What the hell was going on? I wondered. Was Johnny trying to get even for me messing with Ricky, or was he just horny now and wanting to play?
"I don't care," I said trying not to sound as bothered as I was.
"Sure, whatever you guys want to do is fine with me," Ricky said looking at me for my reaction.
We talked a bit about school and Christmas and regular stuff on the way to gin mill, but I didn't really feel much like talking and kept mostly quiet. When we got to the gin mill Johnny led the way and once we were inside he said he had to pee.
"Come on over here," he said including both of us.
We followed him to the corner where we always peed and as soon as we got there Johnny whipped it out and began to hose down the wall.
"You guys need to go too?"
"I do," Ricky said fumbling with his zipper.
I shrugged and joined them even though I really didn't need to go that bad, but once I got my stream started it was pretty strong and of course we crossed our streams till they finally ran out. I noticed Johnny was staring at Ricky's cock most of the time and I wondered what he had in mind exactly.
"Let's jerk for a while," he said answering my question.
Ricky shrugged and looked at me and I just nodded and the three of us began to slowly work our cocks. It was feeling pretty good and I was thinking I was getting pretty close to coming then Johnny spoke up again.
"Wanna do each other? I can do yours and you can do mine and I can do Robert's too if we stand in a triangle."
Neither of us answered we just moved into place and did what he had suggested. My hand was free so I began to fondle Johnny's butt and finally his balls then as I became hornier and hornier I began to feel up Ricky too.
"Do you fuck?" Johnny asked in a low sultry voice.
"What? Uh....I never did that..."
"Johnny....."
"What, I'm horny now and I wanna fuck. If he don't want to I can fuck you...right?"
"I...don't want you to fuck him...." I stuttered.
"I thought so," Johnny said smirking, "So it's okay if you mess with him, but not if I do."
"Johnny...."
"Hey guys....don't fight...please...."
"I'm sorry Ricky...I didn't know...."
"I'm not very horny anymore," Johnny said pulling away and zipping up his jeans.
I stood there for a minute with my limp noodle in my hand and then put it away. Ricky was zipping up too and looking like someone had just slapped him. I saw tears in his eyes and I felt awful. I knew it was all my fault, but I still couldn't believe Johnny had pulled this shit.
"I...better go back to my grandma's," Ricky said wiping at his eyes.
"I'll walk you there," I said giving Johnny a go to hell look.
Johnny sighed, "I'll walk with ya guys too," he said sounding a little sorry maybe, but he didn't apologize.
We walked all the way to Ricky's grandma's in complete silence and when we got there Johnny hung back at the front gate and I walked Ricky to the front porch.
"I'm really sorry about that. I didn't know he was still upset or that he'd pull this crap. I'm gonna have a long talk with him about it."
"It's okay, I shouldn't have come between you two. Tell him I'm sorry."
"He's the one should be sorry," I said starting to get really pissed now.
"Well...I guess I better get inside. I'm sorry....I'll still write you, but I guess we better not hang out anymore."
"No, he can't stop me from being your friend. I'll come see you again and you can come see me. Just....maybe we can't do...stuff anymore. I don't know, it's all so confusing."
He nodded, "Okay, you decide. Uh, Robert....I really like you a lot. I mean that."
He turned to go and I grabbed his arm and stopped him, "I like you a lot too and if I wasn't with Johnny...."
He nodded, "I know. Well...bye."
"Bye....have fun at David's" I said grinning and he smiled for the first time since Johnny started that shit.
I waved and walked back to where Johnny stood with his hands in his pockets looking guilty and sorry.
"I was a jerk, wasn't I?"
I decided to give him the silent treatment for a while and just brushed on past him and started off down the street. He hurried to catch up and fell into step beside me looking at me and biting his lip.
"Are you gonna talk to me or not?"
"Or not," I mumbled.
"Shit Robert. I fucked up, but I'm sorry. Don't that count?"
I shook my head, "Not now. I don't feel like talking right now. I'm gonna go on home and wait for mom and dad to get home."
"They think you're with me, won't you get in trouble?"
What he really meant was "won't they know something is going on between us?"
I shrugged, "I don't care."
We walked toward my house with the silence hanging between us like a dark cloud. When we reached my front yard he tried again.
"Can I hang around and we can talk about this?"
"No, go home. I don't feel like talking right now," I said viciously and he recoiled as if I'd hit him.
"Damn, you don't gotta be so mean."
"Oh, is being mean just for you then?" I hissed.
"NO, I mean...I wasn't trying to be mean....I...was just jealous. Oh God, Robed. I love you so much and I'm so afraid someone will take you away from me," he said starting to cry, but I was too pissed to let his tears change my mind.
"Just go home and think about what you did. Right now I don't want to talk about it anymore."
He wiped at his eyes and gave it one last shot, "Please....don't make me go. I don't want to leave things like this."
"Too late, go home Johnny." I said forcefully.
He tucked his tail between his legs and started off down the street and I admit that for one second I was tempted to call him back and make things right, but he deserved some grief first.
I sat on the porch and waited for my folks and fortunately I didn't have to wait long. I got up and met them at the car and offered to help carry the stuff inside.
"All except this one," Mom said grabbing up a sack from Anthony's Department Store. I figured it was clothes and I didn't want to see it anyway.
"Where's your twin?" Dad chuckled.
"Uh, he had to go somewhere so I walked home to wait for you guys?"
Dad nodded, but mom didn't give in so easy. "But his mom said they were free all day and that you could stay the night if you wanted."
I'd forgotten that and I had to do some fast thinking, "They'll be home later, but I decided I didn't want to spend the night. I'm pretty tired."
She looked at me like I was crazy, "Let me feel your forehead. Do you have a fever?"
"No, just tired that's all. I guess I got too much exercise or something."
My mom could tell when I was lying, but she let it rest and I figured she and dad would do some talking before she started up again. I had to have my duck in a row when that happened and I just hoped I could be as convincing a liar as Johnny obviously was.
I puttered around in the back yard and finally climbed up in the treehouse, trying to stay out of mom's reach for as long as I could. I laid on my back and stared up at the cardboard ceiling and thought about how unfair it was that my life seemed to always be changing back and forth from good to bad. I thought Johnny and I had things worked out and now this shit. I was confused and hurt and yeah..mad, but mostly I was worried. What if we couldn't work things out? What if we had to split up? We'd been friends forever and I couldn't imagine life without him.
I worried about what our folks would say if we suddenly stopped being friends. They weren't that stupid. They'd know something really deep was going on and they might even figure out that Johnny and I had been...well closer than just friends.
I guess I worried myself to sleep because the next thing I knew I was waking up feeling a little disoriented. When I finally remembered where I was and how I got there I sat up and looked outside. It was still sunny outside ad I relaxed. At least I hadn't sleep the whole afternoon away.
I finally climbed down and went inside to pee and my mom was waiting for me when I came out of the bathroom.
"Johnny's mom called. What happened between you two? His mom said he was crying when he got home."
"Uh, well...we had a little fight, that's all. I didn't know he was that upset...."
She took a deep breath and shook her head, "Why did you lie to us young man? If you two had a fight all you had to do was say so instead of making up some story. I want you to think about that while you're grounded for the next two days. Lying will not be tolerated Robert Earl Warren."
I knew I was in big trouble when she used all three of my names. Dad wandered in, took one look at us and backed out. Apparently he wanted no part of this. I started to protest then decided two days wasn't that bad and that it would give me time to think about what I was going to say to Johnny.
"Yes ma am. I'm really sorry, I guess I just wasn't thinking too good..." I said lowering my head.
"Well....you are young and I know you wear your heart on your sleeve...but I will not tolerate lying," she said softening a little. "You don't have to tell us every detail of your life, but don't lie to us...ever. Is that clear young man?"
"Yes ma am, I'm sorry. I love you and dad a lot and I hate it when I do dumb stuff, but sometimes I just don't know what to do," I said starting to get a little emotional. Everything seemed to be closing in around me.
"Well......I can understand that I guess...but lying never helps." She said looking as if she wanted to hug me instead of discipline me. But she stayed strong and stuck to her guns.
I went off to my room and laid on my bed reading comic books for a while and eventually my dad tapped on the open door and I told him to come on in.
"Hi son, did you and you mom have a good talk?" he said with humor in his voice.
I sighed, "Yeah, I suppose. I'm grounded for two days, but I don't care. I got nowhere to go anyway."
"Uh well..anything you wanna talk about with your old man?"
"No...not really. Just...well, Johnny can be such a jerk sometimes...." I said before I could stop myself.
"You two are too much alike, that's all," he chuckled, "and you get under each other's skin sometimes, but when it's all said and done...you are still two of the closest friends I've ever seen."
"I guess. Maybe cause we've known each other so long. Maybe we wouldn't have been this close if we'd met later....when we were older."
"Well...whatever the reason, I've never seen two boys as close as you too and it's too bad you keep having these little problems. Any chance you can tell me what happened?"
God no! How could I tell my dad Johnny had wanted to fuck Ricky to get even with me?
"No sir, but it's not a big deal...just silly stuff really."
"Okay, well...I remember me and my buddy Jesse got into a fight one time over this girl we both liked and we didn't talk for weeks, then she started dating this other boy and we forgot all about it," he chuckled. "So hang in there, I'm sure you guys will work this out."
"Yeah, I guess."
"Well, if I can help you know I'm here for you, but I know some things you have to do on your own."
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure this is one of those things."
"Okay, I'll call you when supper is ready. Your mom's fixing smothered steak. I hope you're hungry."
"Starved," I said realizing I hadn't eaten since breakfast.
"Good, cause rumor is there's chocolate cake too."
I was quiet at dinner but dad kept the conversation going and they left me to my own thoughts. I wondered if mom and dad ever fought over silly things like me and Johnny did. I'd never seen them say so much as a harsh word to one another, but I also knew that my parents were pretty good at keeping things private and for all I knew they might save their arguments for when I wasn't at home or when I was asleep in my bed.
The meal was delicious and the cake even better and when I was finished I excused myself and went to take my bath. I filled the tub and stripped down and stretched out in the tub and let the warm water rush over me, relaxing my whole body.
I wondered if Ricky was at David's yet and if they'd be messing around before bed or wait till then. I hoped Johnny hadn't spoiled it for him by being such a jerk. Ricky was a nice kid and deserved to have some fun. He was so different than Johnny. Ricky seemed to like everyone and never had a bad word for anyone and Johnny had treated like a complete jerk. I was suddenly really pissed at Johnny and I began to form a plan in my mind to get back at him.
I had two days of grounding so I wouldn't have to see him for the next two days, but I decided that I just wouldn't see him the rest of the week either. It was too bad I wouldn't get to see Ricky since I'd be grounded until he left, but at least I wouldn't have to see Johnny either. Maybe he'd have time to think about what a jerk he'd been and apologize and mean it.
The water was relaxing and soothing, but before too long my hand wandered down to my dick and it didn't take long for it to become hard. I began rubbing it slowly at first then as the feeling built I began to work the foreskin up and down with urgency. Soon my whole body was shaking and my toes started to curl and the feeling hit taking my breath away. It was one of those really intense orgasms that goes on and on for a long time and I shot a fountain of cum straight up before it came down and landed on my tummy.
I closed my eyes and rode it out and when it was over I collapsed and grabbed my dick and waggled it around in the water to clean it off. The warm water felt good on the exposed head and so far my dick hadn't started to go soft yet. I considered going again but decided to wait and do it later in bed if I still felt horny.
I finished washing and drained the tub as I dried off. I studied my reflection in the mirror on the back of the door then moved closer to get a better look. I could see a few more hairs down there now and looking at my body I decided I had grown a little over the last few weeks. Maybe I wasn't growing as fast as Johnny, but I was getting there. I liked to think that maybe jerking off and the sex stuff was helping, but it didn't really matter, I was going to do it anyway...that was if Johnny and I could work things out.
I dressed for bed in ski pajamas since it was cold out and I was sleeping alone, and wandered in to see if I was allowed to watch TV. Mom didn't say anything so I plopped down next to her and started watching and before too long she was playing with my hair and I wound up with my head in her lap. Even though I was 11, almost 12 and had a boyfriend and all that stuff, I guess deep down inside I was still a little boy and I needed my mom and dad.
It didn't take long for me to go to sleep with mom running her hands through my hair and I didn't wake up till the news came on at 10. I got up and wandered into the bathroom to pee and brush my teeth then hit my bed and fell back asleep right away. It had been a long and physical and emotionally trying day and I was glad to finally just shut it all out and I didn't wake till morning.
End Chapter ONE
Well, you asked for it and here it is: the sequel to My 11th Summer. Now that Roger is gone, life goes on with just Robert and Johnny, but when Ricky pays a visit things heat up again and not necessarily in a good way. Robert is grounded for two days and Johnny is wishing he hadn't been such a jerk with Ricky, but no one could have predicted what will happens when Robert decides to teach him a lesson.
I hope you enjoyed the first chapter and I hope to hear from all you guys who wanted more. If you haven't read My 11th Summer you might want to go back and read that first to get up to speed.
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