Date: Tue, 31 Jul 2007 08:00:12 -0700 (PDT) From: Bruce Jenkins Subject: Just Another Yarn About Sex : Part II Just Another Yarn About Sex : Part II All the usual disclaimers apply. This is entirely fiction. Absolutely fantasy. Enjoy. ******************************************************************************* That weekend, my cousin Andy came over. Since I had moved twice this year, he was pretty much the only friend I had. I had met some kids around the apartment complex, but none of the boys were my age, and the girls had their own little click. No boys allowed, or so it seemed. Being three years older than me, Andy wasn't really my age either, but I was tall for my age, and he was short for his age, so we were about the same size. He was skinny, blond and freckled, and he had a quiet way about him. Our apartment building had a pool, so we decided to go swimming before it got dark. He borrowed one of my suits. Mom said we should take our time, and she would fix us dinner when we got back. We horsed around in the pool for about an hour. Not much was happening there. It was too late in the evening for the usual crowd of girls to be sunbathing. There were a few adults relaxing, so we pretty much had the pool to ourselves. We started daring each other to do stuff, like flips or dives, each of us seeing if we could out-do the other. It gave me an idea. I turned to Andy when it was his turn to take my dare. "O.K. I dare you to pull your swimsuit down and show your wiener as you jump." "No way. That's no fair." He shook his head. "It's gotta be somethin' you would do." "O.K. Then I'll do it too. Just as soon as you do," I replied. "You'll chicken out." He shook his head again. I almost laughed out loud. If only he knew what me and Mom had done. "No way. I'll bet you would be the one to chicken out. Let's do it together." He paused for a second and looked around the pool. Then he nodded. We got out and stood so that our backs were facing the grown-ups. It was no big deal. They were half-asleep anyway. I pulled out the waistband of my swimsuit and looked down at my penis. Andy peeked over. I wasn't hard yet, but not soft either. Andy pulled out his waistband, still watching my boy-dick, and I looked to see if he was hard. His penis started to grow, right in front of me. I watched it go from soft to semi-hard in just a few heartbeats, then grow a little more. He had a pink cockhead that was more banana shaped than my red mushroomed head. I felt blood pulsing through my body and my penis started to get harder, too. A couple of moments later, we were both standing at full attention. Even pulling on the waistband to our suits didn't stop them from tenting out and showing the outline of our cockheads. "O.K.," I said in a low voice. "Now, on the count of three, we both jump in and pull our suits down before we hit the water. One...two....three!" We jumped, freeing our hard cocks in midair, and then splashing down in the pool. It felt wonderful, pulling down my suit in public and letting summer air breeze across my throbbing boy-meat before plunging into the cool water. We surfaced, side by side, laughing. Andy started to hike his suit back up around his waist. "Wait," I said. "Come here, where the water comes out." I pulled him over to the pool wall. "Put your wiener right by it. It feels really good." Andy stood in front of the underwater spray, and let it wash over his cock. He smiled, and moved a little closer. "Oh, that feels great." I nodded. "Yeah, let me in for a minute." He backed off a little, and I held my cockhead up to the jet of water, grasping my shaft at the base. "It feels really good right on the tip of it. On it's head. See?" I turned sideways so that he could see what I was doing. The water flowed over the side of my cock, concentrated on my throbbing mushroom head. Andy scooted a bit closer, waiting his turn. I let go of my shaft, and the jet of water set my hard cock in motion, making it bob and weave under the surface. "Cool," Andy said. "Come try it, there's room for both of us if we do it this way. He scooted closer, and soon both of us had our hard-ons in the underwater stream. A second later, our hard penises rubbed against each other. A moment later, it happened again. It felt wonderful, his cock felt soft and hot and hard all at the same time. His eyes opened up a little wider every time he felt my throbbing meat touch his. "I played with mine the other day, and I squirted all over the place," I confided, in a hushed tone. "Do you ever do that?" Andy started to shake his head, then he smiled and nodded. "Yeah, I do it, too. But Mom still checks in on me every night before she goes to bed, so I have to be really careful." "My mom won't care if we play like this tonite when we go to bed." I blurted this out before I even realized what I was saying. But I had to tell someone at least a little bit about what had happened between Mom and I. I was bursting at the seams. "How do you know?" he asked. "She caught me doing it. Last week. She said it's natural for boys to do it, and that I was allowed to masturbate in the house as long as I cleaned up all the stuff after I was done." Just then, our cockheads slapped together, hard, as they passed each other in the wake of the water jet. We both grunted a little "ungh!" of pleasure, and then looked at each other and laughed. The groundskeeper showed up a minute later and said that the pool would be closed for cleaning the rest of the evening. We couldn't seem to get our boners to go away. We had to wait until all the grownups left before we got out of the pool. When the last person left, and the pool guy had his back turned, we made a run for our towels and covered up. Minutes later, we were back at home. We burst through the door, joking and laughing, and I tossed my towel aside. My cock hadn't gotten softer at all on the short walk home, and it was poking straight out. I could see the outline of my cockhead through the wet, sheer fabric of the suit. I had promised Mom that I wouldn't tell anyone about all the stuff she and I had done, and I wouldn't, but...I still wanted to show off a little to Andy. I was so horny that I didn't really care. I could hear Mom, cooking dinner in the kitchen, and I walked around the corner and said," Hey, Mom. " She looked over and said," Honey, you are dripping water on the floor. Get some dry clothes on please." Then her glance dropped downwards, to my boner, and she shook her head a little, smiling. She winked at me and said,"Make sure you give your cousin something dry to change into. And put some lotion on, the pool water dries your skin out." She had to know what I would do if I started putting lotion on. I think she wanted me to play with myself in front of Andy. I couldn't wait. Andy was still standing out of Mom's line of sight, holding his towel to hide the bulge in his crotch. With his small frame, and his unruly blond hair matted down, he looked more like my age than a 14 year old. I pranced back into the living room making a show of my hard-on, and motioned him into the bedroom. I followed him in, but I didn't shut the door. I was determined to show him that nudity was no big deal in our house. I shucked off my suit. He looked back at the open door, then back at me, eying the way my penis was bouncing around with my movement as I grabbed some clean shirts and tossed them on the bed. "It's no big deal. Mom's busy cooking dinner, and we'll be dressed in a second." He looked doubtful, but his hormones got the best of him. He took down his suit, and his hard penis popped up. I looked more carefully at it's pink, banana shaped head. He also had thicker pubes than mine, and they were blond colored instead of a dark peach fuzz. His shaft was a bit thicker than mine. I thought his cock looked...wonderful. I wanted to touch it. I grabbed the lotion off the dresser and put some in my hand. Then I offered it to him. We stood there, rubbing lotion on ourselves, and looking at each others cocks bounce up and down. I worked my way down my belly , and when I got to my hard-on, I used both hands to rub all over it. Andy glanced back at the doorway, then began to rub his hard penis, too. I moved a little closer so I could see better. Then he shuffled a bit closer to me. Our cock heads were about an inch away from each other. "You want to make them touch?" he asked. "Like they did in the pool?" I felt a thrill of excitement going through me. Andy was finally loosening up a bit. I nodded and we mashed our cockheads together and began rubbing them against each other. It felt about a million times better than what we did in the pool. I tensed up , and let him rub his pink head all over my larger red mushroom for a minute. Our peeholes would kind of brush and catch on each other a little bit with every pass. It was like our cocks were kissing each other. I was about to explode, and I jerked my shaft a couple of times to help me come. I was so horny from playing in the pool that it only took a second or two before I felt a spasm of pleasure shoot through my body. I starting shooting sperm all over Andy's penis. He was still rubbing his cockhead into mine, and the goo from my load soon covered his shaft, mixing in with the lotion. I gasped, and felt my knees going a bit weak. I sat down on the edge of the bed. Andy was still toying with his penis as he said," Wow! You did that fast!" I noticed that he was only holding his penis head with a thumb and forefinger instead of using his whole fist. "I think it's cause I hold mine different than you do. Want me to show you?" I could have just told him to use his whole hand, but I saw my chance to play with another boy's cock and took it. He nodded and I motioned him over. I took his throbbing shaft in my hand. It felt even better than I thought it would, hot and hard all over, yet soft and fleshy at the same time. But, something felt odd. I realized that I was facing him, so my hand was going the wrong way. "Umm...wait. I have to stand behind you, I think. Turn around." He turned around, and I hopped off the bed and stood behind him. I reached around his waist, and grasped his hard shaft in my hand again. It felt more natural now, like I was playing with myself. My still-hard, come-covered penis was sliding over his buttcheeks and came to rest, trapped in the crack, pointing upwards. I scooted in even more, grinding my hardness into the space between his soft butt-cheeks, the head of my cock sliding around on the small of his back. Andy leaned back a little , resting his weight against me and I began to play with his dick. I started really slow, loving the way it felt to touch another boy's hard, throbbing meat. The bathroom door was open, the full length mirror facing us. I looked up at it, and met Andy's eyes in the reflection. We looked so hot, with my hand wrapped around his naked cock, slick from lotion, grinding into each other. Andy couldn't take his eyes off of the reflection of my hand sliding over his meat. I began to pick up the pace and watched his face as I gripped his shaft. Every time I would jerk my hand forward towards his cockhead, he would twitch in pleasure. I wrapped my other arm around him as he began to buck and jerk a bit more, so he wouldn't fall. His eyes closed, and I pulled him tighter against me, my meat pressing against his butt crack. Every time he tensed, his cheeks would squeeze together. I kept pulling him closer and closer, and began bucking my hips in time with his, sliding my cock around in his buttcrack. I saw a movement out of the corner of my eye, and looked through the open doorway. Mom was standing there, a spatula in her hand, and her mouth wide open. "Keep your eyes closed, Andy," I said in a soft voice, but loud enough for Mom to hear. "It feels better that way...." I began flogging his hard penis as fast as I could. The lotion was making squishing sounds and Andy began to grunt louder. I looked back at Mom. I was lost in my hormones, swimming in fire and I wanted her to see how much I loved playing with Andy's cock. Her face began to flush, and her chest was heaving a bit. I could see that she was wearing a bra under her shirt, but her large nipples began to show anyway, poking up at the fabric as she watched me masturbate my cousin. I looked back in the mirror. Andy's face was frozen in a silent moan of pleasure, and he began to buck even harder. I felt a pulsing in his shaft, and watched in the mirror as he began so spurt jizz out of his pink cockhead. I slowed my pace, gripping his cock and milking it while he came, just like I did to myself. I looked back at Mom. She was still standing there, staring. She came out of her daze, still flushed, and bit her lip as she smiled at me. Then she stepped back around the corner. A moment later, she called from the kitchen. "Boys...it's almost dinnertime. Are you dressed yet?" I was still milking the come out of Andy's shaft. Andy's eyes popped open and he looked around like a trapped animal. I almost busted out laughing. If he knew that Mom had seen everything, he'd of been so embarrassed that I bet that he probably would have crawled under the bed for a week. "Just another minute, Mom," I yelled back, and then in a quieter tone to Andy," Don't freak out, silly. It's just dinnertime." I eased my grasp off of his leaking cock, and we grabbed a towel to wipe up with. We were both still hard, but we pulled on some sweats (no underwear) and t-shirts, and trotted off to the kitchen. Andy was kind of hiding the bulge in his sweatpants, but I was proud to walk around with mine showing. We ate dinner together, and Andy could barely take his eyes off of Mom's chest. I don't think Andy realized it, but I could tell that Mom was super horny. I could smell her musk in the air and she was still flushed. The outline of her nipples was pretty obvious, they hadn't gone down one bit. Every time Mom would look over at Andy, he would glance down at his plate, and then slowly, as if he couldn't help it, Andy's eyes would come back up, staring at her tits. Mom didn't seem to mind a bit. The atmosphere was charged with sexual excitement, all three of us were horny, but we all pretended that everything was normal. After dinner, Mom cleaned up the kitchen while we sat down in front of the T.V. There was nothing on. We just had basic cable now, because our free movies channels got shut off after a month. I told Andy he could pick out a video or DVD to watch. He looked through them, and came up with "Wild Things" , with Denise Richards and Neve Campbell. "Have you seen this?" he asked. "Sure," I said, "I've seen them all. That's a good one..." Andy brought it over and sat next to me. He spoke in a low tone. "Is it true that Denise Richards gets naked in it?" I nodded. He smiled and put in the tape. We settled down to watch the movie while Mom cleaned up the mess from dinner. When Mom finished cleaning a little while later, she stepped into the living room to see what we were up to. It was the car wash scene and we were staring at the girls onscreen as they soaped up the Jeep in their see-thru white T-shirts. Andy was laying on the floor,belly down, to hide what I knew must be a rock hard penis. I wasn't so subtle. I was sitting on the couch with one hand down my sweatpants, slowly jerking up and down. Mom took one look at what we were watching, and made kind of a clucking sound of mock disapproval. I pulled my hand out of my sweats and paused the movie so we wouldn't miss any of it. "Andy, do you think your mom would want you watching this?" Mom said in a teasing tone of voice. Andy looked back guiltily. "Um...she usually says I should follow the rules of the house I'm staying at." He looked at her slyly. "Is it alright with you, Aunt Kelli?" Mom sighed, and her chest heaved up and down as Andy watched. She pretended to think about it for a second and then said," Well, if that's what your mom says, I guess it's fine. After all, you are older than Paul. Besides, it's a good movie. I'll bet you boys just want to see some boobs, though, huh?" Andy blushed. I spoke up. "What's wrong with that? Denise Richards is hot!" I said. "She does have a very nice body...even if the best part is fake," my mom replied. "What do you mean...'the best part is fake?' What's that mean?" I asked. "It means her boobs are fake," Mom said. "Her boobs? How do you know that they are fake?" I asked. Andy was looking at her too, curious to know the answer. "The way they move. If she had real ones they would...bounce more, move around when she walked." Mom thrust her chest out and kind of bounced. Andy and I looked at each other, forgetting about the movie. This was much better. "I don't see any difference in the way they move, Mom. Do you, Andy?" He was quick on the uptake. "I dunno. Not really. But...well, I can't really tell. Denise Richards is wearing a swimsuit or a tanktop through the whole movie. You can totally see everything. It's different." He looked at Mom apologetically. "Sorry, Aunt Kelli. It's just hard to tell. I mean, you have more clothes on than her." Mom nodded and looked at me. I shrugged a little and said," He's right, I can't really tell what you mean, either. I think they look totally real. Hey, I've got an idea. Maybe if you put on an outfit like what she has on, we could see what you mean." Mom looked at me, a little smile on her face. All three of us knew what was going on, but Andy and I had no idea if Mom would play along. "I think you boys just want a free show. But I'm proud that I'm all natural. I'll be right back, and we'll settle this." Andy's face lit up and, the minute my mom turned to go in the bedroom, he jumped up on the couch. "Dude, I can't believe this," he said. "Is she really gonna dress like Denise Richards?" "Yep. But don't give in yet. Let's see if we can get her to wet it down, like in the movie. Deal?" I asked. Andy nodded. I hit rewind, and we watched the carwash scene all over again as we waited for Mom. We both put our hands down the front of our sweats (even though Andy put a pillow over his to hide it) and we sat there waiting for Mom, feeling our hard dicks throb in anticipation. When Mom came back out, she looked way better than Denise Richards could ever hope to. She had brushed her long hair out and put on a white tank. The white cloth clung to her fully erect nipples, and they were sticking out at least half an inch, as big around as my 11 year old pinky finger. She had pulled off her shorts, too, and was wearing a white string bikini bottom. She thrust her chest out, and we could see her dark areolae as the thin, tight tanktop stretched. She walked a few steps, bouncing her chest up and down as she did. "See? All-natural, 34d's. A girl's best friend. Now can you tell the difference? Tell me, Andy, do you still think that Denise Richards has better boobs?" I could see a small wet spot in Mom's bikini bottom. I think she was more turned on by this game than we were , if that was possible. Andy started to reply, and I interrupted him. "It's still no fair, Mom. I mean, her shirt is totally see-thru in the movie. We can see everything through her clothes when they get wet. You look great, but it's not the same." I was lying. Mom's top was so thin that she might as well been naked. Mom looked over at Andy. His hand was down the front of his shorts still, but he had stopped playing with his penis when Mom walked in. He was flushed almost bright red, and he was clutching the pillow in his crotch. I thought he was gonna blow the whole thing. Fortunately, he remembered what to say. "You look great, Aunt Kelli, really. But...it's just that...well, Denise is all wetted down and she looks so...I dunno...so hot when she's wet...but you look great...really..." Andy was masterful! He looked so serious, as if he were trying to keep from hurting Mom's feelings, and he even managed to stare at Mom's eyes instead of her tits when he said it. Mom looked incredulous, as if she couldn't believe she was having trouble convincing two horny boys that her tits were fabulous. "I can't believe you two. I must be getting old...O.K., now you asked for it..." She turned and marched into the bedroom. Andy and I began giggling. We heard the shower turn on. "Dude, if your mom comes back in here wearing a wet tshirt, I don't care what happens next. My life will be complete, " Andy said. I smiled, and sat a little closer to him. We sat for a couple of minutes, slowly playing with our cocks, and then heard the shower water stop. Mom opened the bedroom door and we just stared. She was a vision. She must have climbed in the shower to wet herself down Her tits were perfectly visible through the wet tank top, and it was still dripping water, clinging to her skin. Her face was flushed and she was smiling from ear to ear. Her nipples were big and distended, popping out and pointing right at us. She did a little spin. Her bikini bottom was clinging to her asscheeks. She stood in front of us, smiling. She slowly hooked her thumbs in the sides of her bikini bottom, making a show of adjusting it, but pulling it upwards as she did so. The fabric rode up into Mom's slit, revealing her full outer pussy lips. "Now, is this good enough for you little demons? I'm practically naked, I'm soaking wet and I want you to tell me that I'm beautiful, O.K.?" Andy spoke up. "Aunt Kelli, we were just messing with you. Even with all your clothes on, you are still ten times hotter than Denise Richards." I was surprised he could even talk, but I nodded my agreement. Mom melted, her face lighting up. "Mmm...thank you, Andy. Tell me, sweetie, do you think it's weird that your Aunt Kelli would dress up like this in front of you?" Andy kind of shrugged. What could he say? Of course it was a little weird, but it was a dream come true. He thought for a moment before answering. "I guess maybe, but in a good way. I...kinda already saw you, once...when you lived with us. I peeked." Andy dropped his eyes a bit and then looked back up at Mom, drinking in her body. "Well, tiger, I've got a confession to make, too. The reason I don't mind doing this is that I saw something you did. Today. With Paul. So now we both have a secret to keep. What do you think of that?" Andy blushed a little and nodded. "I can keep a secret, Aunt Kelli. Are you mad? About me and Paul?" Mom shook her head. "Not mad at all. As a matter of fact, I never realized that watching two boys doing stuff like that could be such a turn-on. It's all I thought about at dinner. I saw you looking at my nipples, honey. The reason they were so hard is that I was thinking about how sexy you looked when my Paul made you come. Did you like it, sugar? Did you like the way he touched you?" She knew the answer before Andy replied. "Yeah...I liked it a lot." "Well, I think it's time that you guys got out of your clothes and gave me a show. I didn't get to see much this afternoon." She bit her lip in that sexy way she had, and slowly took the pillow out of Andy's lap. She dropped it on the floor and sat on it, with her legs spread wide open. Her bikini bottom was still wedged in her slit. Her outer pussy lips were full and puffy, and she untied the strings holding it up on her waist. It only fell halfway down, wedged so tight in her slit that it stopped. I didn't need any more encouragement. I stood up and stripped off my sweats and let my boner sway back and forth as I looked over at Andy. He smiled, and did the same. We sat back down on the couch, and I reached over and wrapped my hand around his shaft for the second time today. I began jacking Andy off as I felt his hand on my throbbing penis. It wasn't as slick as it was earlier, and I realized what we were missing. "Would it be better if I went and got the lotion, Mom?" I asked, looking down at her. She had pulled off her bikini bottom, and was rubbing her slick, red clit. She shook her head. "No, baby, you don't need it....put it in your mouth instead...mmm...." She slid her hand down further between her legs, and began sliding a finger in her hole. "Andy, honey, move off the couch so that Paul can lay down." Andy would have done anything Mom asked. He hopped up and I laid down, my hard penis sticking up in the air. "Now, get on top of Paul, but face the other way. That way, you can both lick each other." Mom groaned a little as we got into position. I looked over and noticed that she now had three fingers buried in her beautiful, red pussy. Andy lowered his throbbing meat and pink cockhead to my mouth and I began to lick it. It was moving around alot, so I grabbed the base of his shaft to hold it still, and licked harder. I felt his warm mouth on my cock-head, and I greedily sucked at his penis instead of licking, taking as much of his shaft into my mouth as I could and swirling my tongue around the rim of his dick. I felt him do the same to me, and my hips bucked a little as a spasm of pleasure racked my body. Mom's groaning had changed to a soft wail of pleasure. "Ohhhh, mmmmm.....you two look so hot....oh, Andy, you are such a good little dick sucker....Ohhh....Paul, I love watching you play with Andy's meat....mmmmmm....ohhh...." I sucked harder and faster, wanting Andy to shoot his load all over my face. I couldn't wait to feel his hot jizz. I began pulling on his shaft, jerking him off as I sucked on his hard rod. He grunted as my tongue found his pee-hole and swirled around it, then I went back to work on the rim of his cock-head. A moment later, he tensed, his mouth froze on the end of my dick, and then I felt his balls tighten up. I pulled my tongue back to his pee-hole, digging it in, licking at the sensitive fleshy slit in his cock-head. He spasmed at the same time, and his first spurt of come shot over my tongue. I pulled his cock out of my mouth, and began jacking him off again, so that Mom could see him spew his next load. He spurted again, and his sperm flew everywhere as I jacked his penis harder, trying to milk it for as much of his boy-come as I could. His next load didn't go as far, it coated my chin and lips and nose, and then some more kind of drooled out as I rubbed his pink head over my lips. I could feel how weak his legs were, but he went right back to sucking on my throbbing meat. I continued to lick and suck at his cock, but my swollen cock needed some relief. I concentrated on how good his lips felt around my shaft and looked down at Mom. "Oh, Paul, honey, you look so sexy, all covered in Andy's sperm. Did you like doing that, honey? " I nodded, watching her hands work her soaked pussy. She was frigging her clit with one hand as she fingered herself with the other. She looked over at my cock, and I closed my eyes, lost in the pleasure that Andy's mouth was giving my penis. He was rubbing my cock-head with the palm of his hand while his mouth licked and sucked down my shaft to my ballsack. He worked his way back up, and took my red, mushroom head into his mouth again. His mouth was so hot and wet, engulfing my throbbing meat. I rubbed his cock over my face as he sucked. He hit a spot with his tongue, right under my peehole, and I spasmed with pleasure. He licked it again, hard, grinding his tongue into that magic spot and I began to buck and spew my load into his mouth. Andy pulled my cock out of his mouth and gripped the base of my shaft firmly, jacking slowly up and down as I spurted more come. I heard Mom gasp loudly. She was staring at my leaking cock, holding her pussy with both hands and quivering a little. I guess watching my orgasm was enough to make her come "Oh, god...mmm....oh, fuck....oh, boys....that was so hot....mmmmm.....I feel so....yummy...after watching the two of you...." She was breathing heavily and still slowly kneading her pussy. "Mmmm....Paul....when you started rubbing Andy's cock all over your face....covered in sperm and jizz...all that goo all over you...while he was sucking you off....mmmm...I just wanted to dive in and join...too bad I don't have a penis..." Andy had collapsed on top of me. We lay there for a minute, all three of us, just too exhausted to move. Mom was the first to get up. She came over and kissed my forehead, and then kissed Andy's cheek. "I'm going to take a shower," she said and started walking toward the bedroom, holding her bikini bottom in her hand. She looked back at us and smiled. "Does anyone want to join me?" Needless to say, we showered together. Andy and I soaped Mom from head to toe. It's a good thing that we had already come twice in the last hour, or we wouldn't have been able to concentrate. We spent forever washing her full, heavy breasts and feeling her nipples slide around in the soap and water. We moved down her body, I washed her pussy, and Andy washed her ass. Then it was our turn, and we soaped each other, rubbing up against each other and showing Mom how we had mashed our dicks together earlier in the day. We were all still horny, Andy and I had boners the whole time, but after all the sex, the urgency was gone. I wasn't throbbing so bad that I had to have release, I was just enjoying the feeling of being an oversexed pre-teen. I wanted us to all sleep together in Mom's bed, but she vetoed this idea. "You guys will be up half the night, rolling over and poking your hard-ons into my side, sweetie. None of us would get any sleep. If you guys want to, you can share the bed and I'll take the couch. Or you can both camp out in the living room." We chose the living room, so we could watch the rest of 'Wild Things'. We played with each other almost the whole time. I made Andy come twice more, and I came once more. By the time the night was over, we didn't have anything left to spurt, and we fell asleep nude, in a pile of pillows and blankets on the living room floor. ******************************************************************************* More to come.... Yahoo! oneSearch: Finally, mobile search that gives answers, not web links.