Date: Mon, 24 Apr 2000 13:19:50 EDT From: William Watts Subject: You Pass This Way But Once - Chapter 13 Legal Notice: The following story contains descriptions of graphic sexual acts. The story is a work of fiction and has no basis in reality. Don't read this story if: **You're not 18 or over, **If it is illegal to read this type of material where you live, **Or if you don't want to read about gay/bi people in love or having sex. The author retains copyright to this story. Placing this story on a website or reproducing this story for distribution without the author's permission is a violation of that copyright. Legal action will be taken against violators. E-mail responses to the stories, story suggestions or other 'constructive' comments or advice may be sent to: bwstories44@hotmail.com * * * * * * * * You Pass This Way But Once - by BW Copyright 2000 by bwstories44 Chapter 13 - The calm before the storm. March 2000 School had ended and summer had begun. Seth and I were taking lessons from the college golf coach again. He allowed us to include Robbie, at no additional charge, and because Robbie was with us when we went out to play nine holes no one ever questioned whether he had a youth membership at the club. This worked out better, as we now had a foursome, and Seth and I played against Robbie and the coach on a daily basis. Robbie was new to golf. Before this summer, the only golf that Robbie had played was miniature golf. I loaned him an old set of my clubs that we were saving for my brothers to use when they got older. The clubs were fine for him and he was grateful to have a set of his own set to use. He thanked the coach for letting him join us and he thanked Seth and me for wanting to include him. It was great fun for all of us. We all played ball in the summer league, although we all played for different teams, and the summer progressed rapidly. We had helped Robbie talk his parents into spending the money to send him to camp with us and the time for camp was quickly approaching. The weekend before we were to leave, Jeff was having a birthday and he decided to have the gang sleep over in the family tent after the party. His dad had set it up in the backyard and it was easily big enough for us to all to fit in it. It sounded like fun so we all agreed. The day of the party, we headed over to Jeff's house early because we had to discreetly drop of our sleeping bags in the tent. Jeff didn't want to offend his other friends by making the distinction between those staying and those leaving too obvious. The party was great and it lasted a couple of hours. We all took a swim in Jeff's above ground pool and we played a little touch football in the adjoining vacant lot. Eventually, the others left and we spent time with Jeff's parents in their house. For dinner, Jeff's father barbecued hamburgers and hot dogs to go along with the chips and the salads Jeff's mom had made. We packed away a ton of food before the group moved out to the tent. What we didn't know is that Jeff had pre-arranged the sleeping accommodations. Jeff put Seth and I together on one side of the tent because he knew that we were best friends. He and Keith were in the middle with Robbie and Tom on the other side. Seth and I always tried to sleep away from each other when we were with a group, to avoid any slip-ups, so we would have to concentrate on making sure that we didn't do anything that might give us away. We sat around and talked for a while, discussing our summer, talking about the new school year ahead of us and, then, telling jokes and stories. We stayed up until we were all too tired to continue before we turned in and fell asleep. Part of the way through the evening Seth must have spooned back into me and I instinctively cuddled with him because that's the way I awoke the next morning. I looked around to see if anyone of the others had noticed our 'embrace' but they all appeared to be sleeping so we lucked out this time. I made sure we moved apart but that woke up Seth. We both had to piss so we left the tent to find a tree. After we had finished relieving ourselves, we moved behind the tree where I could give Seth a quick kiss. The lawn was very secluded, having a hedge and several evergreens dividing it from the neighbors, and the tree shielded us from the house. It was just a quick, passionate kiss and we returned to our sleeping bags. As we entered the tent we discovered that Jeff was awake and he eyed us strangely when we came back in. We explained to him that we both snuck out to take a leak and, because we didn't want to disturb anyone in the house, we just watered one of his trees. He made a face and told it that it was nearly time to get up any ways. We lay back down in our sleeping bags and waited for the rest of the group to shake the sleep from their eyes. After the others woke up, Jeff took us into the house where his mother fixed us a big breakfast. We fooled around with the group some more, going back into their pool for another quick dip before we got our things together and returned to our own homes. Robbie and Seth came over to my place later so we could discuss our plans for camp. Seth's dad would take us this year and mine would pick us up. We would leave early on Sunday morning to make sure we were all able to get cots next to each other. We had requested that Timmy and the three of us be in the same cabin and we planned to take cots across from each other, with Robbie and Timmy on one side of the aisle and Seth and I on the other. We also planned to check out our old secret place, the first chance we got, to make sure it was still private enough for a little discreet action. We told Robbie what to take with him and what types of things he wouldn't need. Seth and I packed a couple of extra 'pictures' and a few other items, just in case we might need them again this year, and they were soon safely tucked away in our gear. The following week went by quickly and the three of us spent almost all of our time together. We were so busy with our own plans that we didn't spend time with any of our other friends. I did run into Jeff when my mother took me to the mall to pick up a few last minute items. Jeff didn't speak to me and, in fact, he had a strange look on his face and he moved quickly away when we approached. I didn't think that he'd be so upset that we kind of ignored him since his party because we were doing our own thing. I hope that he doesn't think that Seth, Robbie and I were using him in any way. A rift in our friendship could also spill over into football season and that could affect our individual play as well as the play of the team as a whole. I'll make a mental note to talk to him as soon as we get back to mend any broken fences. Sunday arrived and we were off to camp. Seth sat in front with his father while Robbie and I sat in the back. Robbie was so excited that he was watching every little landmark that we passed. I wasn't sure if he was excited about the prospect of camp or about seeing Timmy again. Maybe it was a combination of both. By the time we pulled in front of the counselor's building, Robbie was bouncing off the interior of the car, waiting for his chance to escape this small space. He bolted from the car, as soon as it came to a nearly complete stop, and he had circled the car several times looking around before the rest of us had exited the vehicle. There was hardly anyone else at the camp so Mr. Johnson came out to greet us personally. We talked him into telling us which cabin we were in so we could stow our gear and we went directly to the cabin to stake out our claim on the bunks. We selected the last four, two on each side of the aisle, for privacy. We locked our things in our lockers, went back out to thank Seth's dad and to say good-bye to him before we went to check out our special spot. As Seth's dad was pulling away, Timmy was pulling in with his father, having convinced his dad to bring him earlier so we could have some time together before the scheduled events began. We said good-bye to Timmy's father and we took Timmy to the cabin to stow his gear away. We were soon ready for some time alone and we were heading down the path to our rendezvous. We had told Mr. Johnson that we were going to show Robbie around a bit before the first meeting began. We made our way down to the inlet and, then, back to our little hideaway. It was just as we had left it, green, secluded and perfect for some intimate time with our partners. Robbie and Timmy were already kissing passionately and you could see their lust and love with every movement they made. Their hands were all over each other, stroking, caressing and removing each other's clothing. It was frantic activity to end a too lengthy drought. Seth and I sat back and watched our two young friends, relishing the scene of their display of affection and longing for each other, not to mention the uninhibited show they were putting on for us. They were mow standing totally naked with their third legs now erect and sparing with each other. They greedily explored each other's body, not caring if we were there to witness it, and the love poured out of them as they tried to satisfy their lust. When they eventually got down to more serious business, Seth and I decided to follow suit. Robbie and Timmy were still kissing but they had also begun to jerk each other off. Both being right handed, they stood so their penis was aligned with their partner's right hand as they faced each other. Those hands were soon flying back and forth, in an attempt to bring each other the pleasure that they longed for. They were enjoying every sensation of this act, from the feel of the other's love muscle to the tingling pulses coursing through their own prick. After a minute or two of this activity, their bodies were soon relinquishing the old fluids that had been pent up deep in their groin, coating the dust and rock with a creamy, white film. Seth and I were slightly more refrained, not being quite as desperate as our younger friends, and we enjoyed some very loving kisses while we undressed each other. The heat and love from our oral embrace was soon spilling over into other areas of our body until we had to give in to our lusty desires. We were soon lying on the ground, facing each other's crotch and sucking on the thick straw in front of us. This wasn't an effort to quench our thirst but our desire to end the throbbing need echoing from our scrotums and radiating outward to consume us entirely. While we were lost in our own sexual needs, the other pair saw what we were doing and they were soon positioning themselves to mimic our lovemaking. I often wondered if God was watching us because, if he was, I wondered what he would be thinking as our four bodies were merged into two. Here we were, trying to relieve our sexual longings that were thrust to the forefront and magnified by our journey through puberty. Was he watching us bemused by our animalistic desires for release and our awkward attempt to find it or was he disgusted that we weren't directing this sexual drive at a member of the opposite sex? Were we really so pathetic and our desires so diseased and warped that even God was sickened by our choices? How could we know? How could we be sure? Then again, maybe he was also consumed by our love for each other, not quite the same way we were, and he was just watching a few of his creatures enjoying the special intimate contact and mutual fulfillment that we derived from sharing that love with each other. It would make it so much easier, or difficult, if only we knew. Soon we were sharing our special offering with our partner, as the love juices flowed down their throats and into their bellies. It wasn't just this liquid refreshment that quenched our desires and satiated the primitive throbbing deep within our loins but it was the love that we derived from each other. A love that went far deeper than mere sexual release. It was a love of need for companionship and affection. It was a love of fulfillment and a longing to be one body and one soul. It was a love of mutual respect and a desire to make the other complete and satisfied, both with himself and with the union. It was the love of poets and authors, a love so deep and sincere that all of time could pass by without this love beginning to erode or diminish. This was eternal love. Even though it was discovered in the joys of youth, it was a love that we knew would continue to grow and survive long after our mortal bodies had ceased to exist. This was a love that was forever, a love that could only grow stronger and deeper as time passed. Even if God had his doubts, how could he despise something so beautiful and so pure? With or without his blessing, this love would survive the millennia yet to come. Returning from that spiritual plane, we returned to the present, redressed and went back to the camp before our absence was noted or we missed the welcoming get together. As we returned, almost everyone was gathered in the mess hall awaiting Mr. Johnson's opening remarks and the introduction of the other staff. Scott had returned as a cabin counselor this year but he was assigned to another cabin. This year our cabin counselor would be Stuart or Stu as he preferred to be called. I remembered him vaguely from last summer but nothing about him stood out in my mind. Ray was noticeably absent this year, as he selected a different camp to attend fearing too many campers would remember last year's locker search. Camp would be very similar to last year. There would again be the swimming lessons and boating. This year as experienced swimmers and boaters we were given options. We could stay with our regular groups or attend advance lifeguard training and take kayaking. Seth and I opted for these new classes but Timmy elected to stay with Robbie, repeating last year's selections. He decided that he and Robbie could move to the advanced stuff next year. Some of the other activities had also been changed or modified to keep things interesting. The major exceptions to this were the wolf pack hunt and rock climbing classes. They were so well received last year that they would be held again this summer. We had been worried that we might get a little bored with camp this year, except for our private getaways, but they had changed the activities enough that we needn't have worried. The first few days were so jam-packed with activities that we didn't find a chance to get alone again until late in the week. We thought that Timmy and Robbie might explode first, as their sexual desires for each other we becoming increasingly noticeable as the week progressed. Thankfully, before they had any lapse in restraint or did something foolish in front of others, Friday evening free time arrived and we moved to our secluded love nest in the woods. It didn't take Timmy and Robbie long before they were undressed and involved in a simultaneous blowjob to relieve the pent up sexual frustrations that they had been living with. Now that they had spent their first load, they began to kiss and make out, enjoying the closeness and love they felt for each other. Seth and I were nearly finished with our kissing and sharing of oral juices and we were now ready for some carnal gratification. I pulled out my small tube of Vaseline from my shirt pocket. I was prepared to claim the Vaseline was for my lips if any one questioned why I had it. I unscrewed the cap, squeezed some on my fingers and I was soon preparing Seth for penetration. As usual, Seth had no problems with accepting my boyhood into the deepest recesses of his body. As my sword slipped into his scabbard and I began my constant thrusting back and forth, Seth allowed himself to enjoy the pleasure of my penis brushing his prostate and filling his bowels as I enjoyed the tight grip he put on my tool by constricting his muscles at all of the appropriate times. I was in heaven making love to Seth and this pleasure soon cascaded into the shower of semen that I deposited deep within him, coating his intestinal lining with my thick cream. As I was recovering from my orgasm, I looked over to see Robbie attacking Timmy from the rear, pumping Timmy's butt with his youthful organ. After we had switch positions, Seth was soon performing the same loving act upon me and I was relishing this round with the same fervor as the first. I had come to love the feeling of Seth's tool inside of me and the feeling of his the lip of his helmet as it slid back down my shaft, scraping the walls of the tunnel and awakening the surrounding nerve endings as it brushed along on each retreating stroke. I would clamp my muscles around his rod as it withdrew thus increasing the sensation for both of us. This constant friction and pressure on Seth's tool soon put him at the brink and he began to deliver his creamy milk to my internal tanker car, which was soon full and overflowing. As we pulled apart and lay in each other's embrace, we watched Timmy repaying the favor to Robbie as he jammed his dick up Robbie's tight hole. When the grunting and groaning was over and Timmy had shared his reward with Robbie, the two younger boys came over to participate in a collective cuddle with us. Each one of them crawled up and lay on one of us as we all embraced and shared kisses with each other. The love the four of us shared with each other only increased the special bond we all felt for one another. When we finally returned to our cabin, we joked and laughed the whole way. We were able to share a nearly identical time on both Saturday and Sunday evening, only the activities differed slightly. This year our overnight campout was on Tuesday-Wednesday because of our cabin's luck of the draw. Timmy and Robbie suggested that we switch partners for the overnighter as Timmy wanted to spend some time with me and Robbie with Seth. Seth and I talked it over and agreed to their demands. Hell, we loved those two nearly as much as we did each other and we didn't mind the thought of a little intimate contact between us. The arrangements were set and we informed Stu of our choice for tent partner and he jotted it down. As we reached the campsite on Tuesday afternoon, we waited for the others to select their sites before the four of us moved off and away from the others before we pitched our own tents. This would give us more privacy and possibly prevent the sounds of our lovemaking from being overheard. Once we were set up, we joined the others in performing the mundane tasks of collecting firewood and preparing the fire pit before we ate and then went off for our afternoon activity. After the evening meal and a round of ghost stories around the campfire, we all went to our tents to turn in for the evening. When we got to our tent, Timmy and I quickly undressed and lie on top of our sleeping bags. Timmy began to tell me how grateful he was that we had found each other last summer and how lonely he had been since spring break, even though he now had Jason to help him survive. He said that he had this special feeling for Seth and me and that he needed to be with each of us at least once during camp to repay his debt and to feel satisfied. Although I told him that he owed us no debt, he explained that it was more than just that, though he still felt he needed to show his thanks as well. He said that he just wouldn't feel complete if he didn't share his love for us at least once when we were together. He said he would get together with Seth during our next scheduled free time and I would be able to spend time with Robbie. He was too serious and sincere to argue with, although I didn't really want to discourage his plans any way. Timmy and I kissed for a while before he told me that he needed to feel me inside of him. He wanted me to make love to him. He took my tube of Vaseline from me when I extracted it from my gear and he quickly greased up my pole. He handed me the tube and stuck his butt out to me for easy access. I soon prepared him and he was now straddling my waist and lining my erection up with his pucker. Slowly he sat down on me, letting my stiff poker slide deep into his boy cunt. Before I knew it, Timmy was flailing about wildly, jumping up and down on my woody like he was trying to win some rodeo event. That awesome energy of youth soon brought me to the point of no return and I was soon fertilizing his bowels with my prime baby making seed. The wild abandon and vigor of Timmy's assault had blinded me from even attempting to please Timmy at the same time and I felt guilty for my neglect. Timmy neither seemed to notice or care about my faux pas nor was he interested in my mea culpa. I promised myself to make it up to him when I returned his favor. Timmy now lay beside me as I drew him into my arms and I moved my lips over his. Timmy wasn't the same vulnerable youth of the previous summer. He was now more mature and self-assured than the frightened pup that we had first encountered after Ray's unrelenting assaults. This time he did not shy away from my advances but welcomed them and even participated in them with a warm and open heart to fuel the fires within. We enjoyed ourselves as we explored each other with our mouth, lips and tongue before I broke from our kissing and I moved down to pleasure him through his neck, nipples, chest and navel. Now I kept my promise, giving him the maximum enjoyment from my ministrations, as I elicited many low love noises to go along with the pleasured writhing of his naked form. He was now ready to be fully compensated by my lovemaking. I discretely spread the petroleum jelly over Timmy's stiff pole before applying a similar amount around and into my own channel. I bent forward to kiss Timmy some more before I lowered myself upon his erection and allowed it to be buried within my boy pussy. Unlike Timmy, I did not wish to hurry my efforts and I found a comfortable rhythm with which to make love, prolonging the gratification for both of us. I rode Timmy for as long as I could but Timmy did not have the sexual control necessary for a lengthier enjoyment. All too soon for me, Timmy's body was stiffening, his penis expanding inside of me and he was unleashing his spunk within me. I continued to lift myself up and down on his love muscle until that was made impossible as his hard-on began to deflate. I bent forward to kiss him, once more, to reinforce the message that this was an act of love not lust. I rolled off of him, pulled him close to me as we made our sleeping bags into one and I cuddled with him throughout the night. Shortly before sunrise I broke the embrace, separated the bags and we spent the ebbing hours of the evening apart for the first time. In the tent next to ours, a reciprocal act of love transpired between Seth and Robbie. Though they chose to show their affection for each other through oral sex, they displayed the same amount of intimate, non- sexual contact to reaffirm the feelings they also felt for each other. Although we each had our own devoted partner for life, we also reveled in the satisfaction of this deep friendship that could also be consummated with physical love. Few people will ever know the joy, love and contentment that such a special relationship can hold for them and we are among those lucky few. * * * * * * * * If you enjoyed reading this story, you will find other stories by me at http://www.teenboyauthors.org/thewolf/, in the 'Other Stories' section. E-mails may be sent to: bwstories44@hotmail.com.