Date: Wed, 26 Apr 2000 02:15:33 EDT From: William Watts Subject: You Pass This Way But Once - Chapter 14 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 14 - The beginning of the end. March 2000 On Wednesday we packed up our tents and other gear and we hiked back to our cabins. We ate a late lunch in the mess hall and then we had free time until the evening activities. Robbie and Timmy had already informed us that this free time period was to be used to swap partners again, this time getting an opportunity to enjoy the one that we didn't get to be alone with on the campout. We all agreed and we looked forward to this special time with a special friend. We slipped away from the camp and made our way to our secret place. This time I was with Robbie as Seth and Timmy paired up. As I kissed Robbie and began to remove his clothing, I asked him what he wanted to do. He thought for a minute and then he informed me that he wanted for us to fuck each other. I agreed and asked him which he wanted to do first. He said that he'd like to do me, if that was all right. I told him it was and I handed him my shrinking tube of Vaseline so he could prepare me. I got down on all fours and Robbie applied the gel to my hole. When he had finished with me, I turned around and quickly greased up his boner for action. He moved in behind me and I soon felt his rod prying open the gate to my tunnel of love. He entered me without any difficulty and he was now sliding his tool back and forth, building the friction that would give him his ultimate pleasure. I contracted my muscles and moved back and forth to mirror his actions, trying to give him the greatest gratification from his effort. Robbie was panting loudly as he quickened his pace and he was soon unleashing a small torrent of cum inside of me. He braced himself on my back, physically weakened from his orgasm, until he could support himself long enough to withdraw his penis from my boy cunt. I sat beside Robbie, as he waited for his strength and consciousness to return to him, and I wrapped my arms around his upper body and drew him into me. Robbie melted against me contentedly as he absorbed the warmth and affection I was showing him. He soon looked up at me and smiled. "Thanks, Logan. I really needed that. I'm really glad that you're my friend. I'm not sure how I'd handle it if I didn't have you, Seth and Timmy to rely on." "Me either. You three are my world and I'm not sure if life would be worth living without you in it." We both hugged each other again before we exchanged a new round of kisses. Robbie and I were getting as much out of the cuddling and just being with each other as we were from the sex. After enjoying this for quite some time, Robbie indicated that he was ready for me to perform my act of love on him. He stroked my semi-erect cock back to full attention and oiled it up before he presented his butt to me for me to loosen him for penetration. I couldn't help but stare at that cute, pink Cyclops that winked occasionally at me as I probed in with my petroleum coated fingers. Now we were both ready. I pulled Robbie onto my lap and slowly lowered his body, impaling him on my stiff pole. When he was completely seated with his ass cheeks resting on my upper thighs, I wrapped my arms around him and slowly lifted him up and down on my woody. Robbie had his arms around my neck and he was kissing me like there would be no tomorrow as I kept my penis ramming in and out of his tight chute. I could feel Robbie's moans vibrate on my tongue and in my mouth as the noises he was making were interspersed throughout our continual open-mouth kissing. The warmth of Robbie's hot passageway was wrapped securely around my blood engorged love muscle and I was lost in my own feelings and the ecstasy of the encounter. I could feel Robbie's love in his every action and I was grateful for that day when he had first made his come-on to both Seth and myself. He saw a chance and he took it and each of us has benefited repeatedly from that risky encounter. We each owed something to Robbie for having the courage to risk such enormous pain that his failure could have brought him. I was now at the point where every part of my being was involved in the orgasm that was about to explode out of that tiny egress. There were tingling sensations rippling throughout my body as my prostate and testicles combined to produce the seminal fluids that would soon be catapulted up my shaft and into Robbie's bowels. We were both panting audibly as I worked Robbie more and more quickly up and down my mast until my body stiffened and I made my final thrust into him. I held my prick in his channel, as far as it would reach, as I shot my wad, several streams of thick white sperm, into Robbie's intestines. From that moment forward we just clung to each other, sharing that wonderful act of love, until it was time to leave our love nest and return to our cabin. Beside us, Timmy and Seth were sharing their own tender moments. That pair had also agreed on sharing themselves through anal intercourse and they were too engrossed in their own pleasures to notice Robbie and me. Seth had allowed Timmy to go first and they prepared each other quickly. Seth rested his head sideways on his arms as he positioned his knees under himself to push his butt into the air. Timmy wasted no time in inserting his dong into Seth's butt and he pumped away until his volley of love juices were flowing into Seth's tunnel. Seth was happy to return the favor but he positioned Timmy on his back so he could show him an equal amount of warmth and caring while fulfilling his sexual role. Seth realized that this was probably his last chance to show Timmy how much he cared about him for a few months, until one of them visited the other over Christmas vacation, and he was ready to take full advantage of the moment. Seth loved Timmy like a little brother, a lover and a friend and he intended on proving that to his young partner. Slowly he eased his joystick past the resilient ring that guarded the sacred tunnel until his full length was buried in Timmy's anus. Seth showered Timmy in kisses as he began his passionate assault on Timmy's boy cunt. Sliding in and out of Timmy's slicked up hole, Seth reveled in the feeling of his young friend's satiny lining wrapping like a glove around his love organ. The muscular wall squeezed and massaged his stiff pole slowly milking him of his strength and his fluids at the same time. Holding out for as long as he could, Seth gave into the building pressure from within his groin and he let his spunk gush from his sausage and into his willing partner before collapsing on top of him. >From Timmy's point of view, Timmy fully enjoyed Seth's tender and loving exchange. He was drawing not only the sexual pleasure from the act but also the emotional fulfillment and support at the same time. Timmy loved both Seth and me and he told us that we always made him feel so good when we were together. It wasn't just the sex that we occasionally shared but it was the support and caring that we were able to infused into his soul. The sex was just a bonus for him and it was Timmy's form of repaying us for all we gave him so freely. From the moment he had first met us and we saved him from his tormentor, Timmy had fallen in love with the two of us on so many different levels that he relished every minute of the time that we could actually spend together. It was so lonely for him when we were apart that he tried to make sure his reservoir was completely full before we were forced to separate once more. He continued to kiss Seth and to return his love as he felt Seth's cannon swell before it exploded and greased his innards with a fresh coating of hot boy jizm. He would not release Seth after the lovemaking was completed and he made sure that he embraced Seth completely and held him tightly to his own body for as long as he could. This he did until he knew it was time to leave their little haven and return for the evening meal. The four lads shared another round of kisses and hugs as they slipped back into their discarded clothing and prepared to return to the camp. Once ready, they walked slowly and contentedly back toward the mess hall completely filled with the love, caring and sexual satisfaction they had shared. They were among the last group to eat but that didn't bother them as they sat together at the same table discussing the possibilities for seeing each other again, after they had returned home from camp. This year, Robbie, Seth and I would go to Timmy's house for Christmas and he would come to ours over spring break. We were all satisfied with the plans and it made us feel better that this was settled. The next two days went by quickly and it was now Friday evening. This was our final free time before my father picked us up tomorrow afternoon. It was also our last chance to be alone in our refuge in the woods, our last opportunity to fill Timmy with enough love to sustain him until Christmas. We began by giving Timmy and Robbie their space and we allowed them to exchange the love they felt for each other before we said our private good-byes to him. Each time we parted it was more difficult than the time before even though we knew that we would see him again for a few days in four months. It just seemed that it was too long to wait for so little time together. The rest of the day was somewhat sad and depressing. Saturday we went through our clean-up assignments with our cabin mates before we headed out to meet our parents. We went over to say hello to Timmy's mom and we all gave her a kiss and a hug. Timmy asked her about Christmas and she indicated that she'd love to have us come and visit. Timmy went with us to say hello to my father before we each loaded up for the long ride back to our homes. By Saturday evening, we were each in our own house enjoying the love of our families but missing the love of our friends. Sunday evening I received an excited call from Robbie. "Logan, I just had to warn you and Seth. There's a big problem. Tom was just over to see me and he was asking a lot of questions about you and Seth. It seems that while we were at camp there has been a rumor going around about you two. Tom said a bunch of the guys are talking about you and Seth being gay lovers and Tom wanted to know if I knew anything about that. I told him no but he claims someone else caught you guys doing things with each other. Is that true?" I was stunned and my mind was reeling from the information that Robbie had just shared with me. I was trying to think if there was any chance that anyone could have seen us at any time or the repercussions such a rumor could bring. I was deep in my own thoughts when I heard Robbie addressing me. "Logan, are you still there? Are you all right? Logan, talk to me. What's going on?" I could hear the panic in Robbie's voice as I returned to reality. "I'm fine. I was just thinking about this. Did Tom say anything else?" "Just that some of the guys were really bothered about the rumor being true and they were planning on teaching you that they don't like fags. Logan, I'm scared. If they know about you guys then they're going to find out about me. I'm not sure I can handle that." "Robbie, relax. I can't think of any time where someone could have seen Seth and me doing anything inappropriate. Even if they do know, we'll keep you out of it. They wouldn't have any more reason to suspect you than any of our other friends. I'll talk to Seth and you let me know if you hear anything else." We hung up and I called Seth to tell him what I had just learned. Seth couldn't think of any time someone could have seen us doing anything out of the ordinary, either, but we were both more than a little scared. We knew how such a rumor could ruin us in school even if no one could prove the innuendos. All it took was an accusation and you were guilty even if you could prove your innocence, especially when it came to something as collectively repulsive as being gay. We both were smart enough to realize that we were going to suffer substantial abuse over this, no matter what we might try to do to prevent it, and we discussed whether or not we should discuss this with our parents. I was ready to do just that but Seth wanted to wait to see what kinds of things we might be facing. He said he didn't want to alarm his mother or father until he knew exactly what it was that he'd be warning them about. Hesitantly, I gave in to his request and we agreed that the only other person that we'd discuss any of this with would be Robbie. Monday morning Seth and I were scheduled for our football physicals and we would be issued our football equipment after that. The physicals and issuance of gear was only for the varsity and junior varsity teams so Robbie wouldn't be there. Physicals for the modified team were scheduled for Friday, the last weekday before school started. Although we were leery of what we might have to face, Seth and I walked into the school and we headed for the locker room, where the physicals were to be given. When we arrived, we discovered that the doctor had already started his examinations. We saw Jeff and said hello to him but he only nodded. I guess he was still upset with us about ignoring him the week after the party. I'd make it a point to talk to him after we got our equipment and I would try to explain to him that we weren't being rude or forgetting about him that week but that we were just preoccupied with getting ready for camp. I hoped this explanation would be sufficient and we could get things back to normal. I looked around the room to see who was there and I realized that we knew nearly all of the other boys who were present. They were either in our freshman class or we had played on the modified team with them when we were seventh graders and they were in eighth grade. There were a few new faces of boys who were new to our school or who just hadn't played football during our first year. Either way, it looked like we might also be able to make some new friends. No one was overly friendly today, although we exchanged hellos or nods when we made eye contact with each other. The physicals progressed quickly and we were soon in the football storage room waiting our turn to collect our equipment. A few of the guys split up into small groups to talk while they waited but, for the most part, we waited by ourselves or with one other friend. Of course, the friend that I waited with was Seth. After we got our gear, we put them into our lockers before we left. We had to come back at 3:00 to get our playbooks and for a brief meeting but we were through for the morning session. Seth and I left as soon as we could. We both went back to my house for lunch and we listened to some tunes before we returned to the school at three, heading straight for the meeting room. The coach wasn't there but some of the other players were. There was a group of linemen sitting together on the far side of the room and they were laughing as Seth and I moved toward two open seats on the near side of the room. One of the linemen, a big sophomore named Randy, stood up and spoke to his friends. "Do you guys know why fags like to be running backs?" he asked them. "They like the idea of being able to penetrate the defense." It seemed that he was making sure he spoke loud enough for everyone in the room to hear him and there was a round of chuckles after he gave the punch line. Once the laughter died down, he spoke again. "Do you know why queers are such good receivers?" When no one had the answer, he continued. "It's because they're used to getting passes from other guys." There was another round of laughter in the room and Seth and I were trying to blend in and not be too conspicuous in our lack of enthusiasm for the jokes. Just as the jocularity was beginning to die down, the coach entered the room. He was all business and he soon passed out the playbooks to everyone there. He told us which plays he wanted us to concentrate on first and what positions we should focus on. Everyone was assigned a primary position and a back-up position to learn all the plays for. He then told us that with the returnees from last year's junior varsity team and with those of us who were moving up from the modified team that we had the basis for a very good team. He said that if we learned the plays and worked hard at practice we could have an outstanding season. It was all up to us. We'd have a first real practice tomorrow morning at eight, in full pads. As the meeting began to break up, I moved over toward Jeff. "Jeff, do you have a minute so we can talk? There's something I'd like to explain to you." "I don't have time, man. I promised my mom that I'd come straight home to help her. She's got a big project going and she needs my help." "It'll just take a minute and then you can go help her." "Sorry, I can't. My mom's waiting for me out front." Jeff hurried from the room and I moved back to find Seth. I went with him to his house so we could talk. Once we were in his room, I asked him the question that I knew we were both thinking. "Do you think Randy's jokes were aimed at us?" "I can't be positive but I can't think of any other reason why he would be so loud or so obvious in his actions. I think that he might have been more aggressive about it if coach hadn't entered the room at that time." "I agree. He wasn't very subtle about his feelings about gays, was he? I'm worried about Jeff, too. He wasn't very talkative and I couldn't get him to give me even a minute to talk to him. I'm not sure if he's mad at us about our not getting together with him that week after his party or if it's about what Robbie warned us was being said." "I don't know either, Logan, but I do know that no one spoke to me today, other than to say hello. That's just not normal. Usually everyone wants to know about your summer and what you might have done that would interest them. No one said a word about anything. It was just plain weird." "You're right, Seth. No one spoke to me either. If they know about us, how do you think they're going to act toward us?" "If Randy is any indication, I don't think they're going to embrace us with open arms or be cool about it." "Yeah, that's what I'm afraid of. I guess we'll have to wait and see what happens before we're going to know how to handle it but I don't like the way things went today. Maybe we can get a better idea before tomorrow's practice. I'll see if Robbie has heard anything more and I'll call Jeff and speak to him." Seth was also going to try to talk to guys he felt close to and see if he could learn anything from them. I called my mother to pick me up and I went back home to make my calls. I called Jeff first. "Hello. May I please speak with Jeff?" "May I ask who's calling?" It was Jeff's mother. "Yes, this is Logan." "Just a second, Logan. I'll see what he's up to." She left and she was gone for more than a minute before she returned to the phone. "Logan, I'm afraid that Jeff's still busy. I'll have him call you when he's done." "Thank you. I'd appreciate that." I hung up and called Robbie but he had no more information beyond what he had already told me. I waited for Jeff to call back but he never did. I tried to call him once more before I went to bed but the line was busy. I tried ten minutes later and, then, ten minutes after that but I still got the busy signal. I guess that I'll just have to wait until tomorrow. * * * * * * * * 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.