Date: Fri, 26 May 2000 14:05:50 CDT From: K Ration Subject: Family Friends - Chapter 45 I'm really sorry for the lengthy delay in getting this chapter to you. The past month has been so full of work and illness that I just couldn't keep up. This chapter introduces the younger boy, Ronnie, to a brief sexual encounter with Uncle John. While those contacts are born of the love which is developing between the two, some readers may not appreciate the adult/youth sex. If you are in this group, feel free to skip this chapter. It shouldn't effect your grasp of the continuing story line which is about to end anyway. Remember, this is total fantasy, contains boy/boy and man/boy sex, shouldn't be read if to do so is illegal where you live, and shouldn't be tried at home. All that said, enjoy.... Family Friends Chapter Forty-five And two become three John and Jack returned home and got ready for bed. Then they sat together in John's chair wearing only their bathrobes. Jack wanted to talk, and John let him. Jack explained how he had enjoyed having Ronnie over, and had even enjoyed sharing him with John. He told John Ronnie's story of not having a dad and how he was beginning to feel really close to him. "You know, Uncle John, it's neat having Jackie as a sister, and Judy and Jessie are almost like sisters, but it's fun having a guy around. It's almost like having a younger brother. Thanks for making him feel good this weekend." "Thank you for bringing him and being able to share. Ronnie's really cute and a nice boy. I really took a liking to him right away. It's too bad about his dad, though. I wonder if there's anything I can do." "Just love him like you did this weekend, Uncle John. He's never had that from a man before." They sat quietly for a while, Jack nestled against John's chest, his hand toying with the hair he found there. Then Jack said quietly, "We really had a lot of fun in there, Uncle John. Thanks for being so understanding. I felt bad sometimes about leaving you all alone and not letting you share with us. I hope you don't feel bad." "No, Jack, I don't feel bad. You and I have something special and I'm not comfortable bringing Ronnie into that side of our relationship. You'll have to be careful not to say too much to him about us. I did wonder at times though, if you were making all that noise just to tease me." "Well, yeah," Jack said giggling. "The first night I did, after I saw your hardon when I came out to get the cokes. But Saturday night? It was like Ronnie either had decided you couldn't hear us or he didn't care. I was really surprised. He's got a cute little dick, doesn't he?" "Yeah, I think it's cute. But that's probably because it's so much like yours, just a little smaller and with no hair. Kind of like you were when we first met, huh." "Yeah," Jack responded dreamily, placing his hand on the erection that had sprung up and pushing down on it. "Wanna tell me what you guys did? Or would you rather keep it to yourself?" "No, sure. I mean it's no secret as far as I'm concerned. Of course I wouldn't tell Ronnie that I told you all this. That first night we did it twice, we were both so horny. The first time we played with each other til we came, then right after that I kissed his penis, real quick like, just to see how he'd react. He thought it was cool and asked me to do it again. He even offered to kiss mine. So I gave him a blow job. Since he doesn't spurt any stuff yet, I let him cum in my mouth. Then he sucked on my dick until I was almost there and then pumped me until I came on his chest. Saturday morning we beat each other off in the shower, and Saturday night we beat off together just watching each other. It was really neat watching him do it." As Jack had related this story, he and John had gotten fully erect. Jack pushed down on his again, and John raised up a little, pressing his hardon against Jack's bottom. A couple of minutes later, John slipped his hand into Jack's robe and grasped the boy's penis gently. They sat there quietly like that for a few minutes, John squeezing on Jack's penis once in awhile, enjoying the feel of it. Jack was also enjoying the feel of John's hand on his erection. "Do you want me to finish you off before you go to bed Jack?" he asked. "No, that's OK Uncle John, I'm falling asleep here. It sure feels good though." With that, John stood up and carried Jack to his bed. He sat the boy down and removed his robe even as Jack nodded off to sleep. Then John carefully laid the boy back on the bed, gazing lovingly at his face. God, I love this boy like a son, he thought. Then he glanced down at Jack's penis which was already limp and the soft curly hairs that formed a sparse coating around the base of his penis. His nuts, though, were still hairless. John drew the covers up to Jack's chin and went to bed in his own room. The next morning Jack asked John if Ronnie could spend the next weekend with them. John immediately said yes, and Jack rushed to the phone to call his friend. Ronnie was so excited he almost dropped the phone. Of course, he would have to wait for his mother to get home from work to ask her, but he was already planning his wardrobe. That week John took Jack shopping. Jack had said he wanted new swim trunks, speedo's like Ronnie's. So while Jack was looking at swim wear, John searched around until he found shower wraps for boys. He had been thinking of Ronnie's comment Saturday night and had decided the boys would both look cute in them. He kept his purchase a secret from Jack, though, wanting to surprise them both. When he got back to the swim wear section, Jack had three pair picked out to try on and asked John to go into the changing area with him. John searched out the salesclerk to get her approval, explaining that the boy didn't want to have to come out into the store area to model for him. The young lady smiled in understanding and gave her approval. John waited in the common area as Jack went into one of the cubicles to try on the first pair. When Jack came out in the first pair of trunks, John felt himself getting hard. The boy's tanned body really looked good in the skimpy swim suit, and his "equipment" was clearly evident. John's breathing picked up a little as he watched the boy's butt disappear into the dressing room. The second suit just added to john's excitement, and by the time Jack had modeled it for him, he and Jack were both turned on. The third suit was the winner. Jack first stuck his head out the door to insure no one had joined John in the common area, and when he stepped into the room, John understood why. Jack's three and a half inch erection was straining at the material of the speedo's. He had arranged it so that it stuck straight out rather than lying against his stomach or curling down around his balls. Seeing the look in John's eyes and the flush in his cheeks, Jack walked over to him and brushed his crotch against John's hand where it lay on the arm of the chair. Taking the hint, John turned his hand over and quickly tickled Jack's nuts and squeezed his penis. Then he shoved him away towards the dressing room. Jack looked back over his shoulder and grinned as he walked away, but when he got to the door of the dressing room, he turned to face John and grabbed his crotch, rubbing his hand against the end of his prick in a way meant to tease John. A moment after entering the room, Jack called softly, "Could you come here for a minute Uncle John?" John walked over and opened the door a crack. Sitting there on the bench, totally naked, was Jack, his hand wrapped around his penis, a huge grin on his face. John blushed with excitement and grinned at the boy's mischievous behavior. "Cut that out and get dressed before someone catches you," he whispered. Then he shut the door and went back to his chair, just as the sales lady came in to see if they had chosen a suit. They selected a solid color one for the sole reason that it showed off Jack's penis and balls the best. John enjoyed looking and Jack enjoyed showing off. When Jack asked about the bag John had with him, he simply said he had bought himself some new underwear. Ronnie could hardly contain his excitement. His mom had given her permission for him to spend the weekend with Jack and John, and that was all he could think about for the next four days. Each night he would beat off thinking of what he and Jack would do with each other. The memories of Jack's hard penis and thin pubic hair were vivid in his mind, as were the thoughts of how it had felt in his hand and mouth. He always wore pj's at home, but he was glad he and Jack didn't wear any at John's house. It was fun sleeping naked, and he had finally admitted to himself that it was fun being naked outside, too, and in the pool. He spent the entire week naked during the day while his mother was at work. At his age, he could take care of himself, and he had plenty of model airplanes to work on to keep himself busy. His mother also had a list of chores that he had to keep up with if he wanted to have the weekend off. Just as he had told Jack, he really preferred not to wear clothes, and often wondered what it would be like to be a nudist. He had heard of places where none of the people wore clothes, but he could only imagine what it would be like. Being naked with Jack and John had been fun, once he got used to it, and he wondered if they would go skinny dipping again. All week long, he hoped for good weather. The only problem he had with being naked at home was the frequent erections he got. They happened often enough when he was dressed, but they seemed even more frequent when he ran around the house naked. He spent a lot of time masturbating that week. Sometimes he'd fill the tub with warm water and pretend he was beating off in the swimming pool. Other times he'd lay down or squat down on the bathroom floor in front of the full length mirror and look at himself as he beat off, pretending that he was watching Jack and that Jack was watching him. That had been really cool, too. At one point he even tried to curl around enough to suck his penis, but it was way too short for that. That was one thing he especially wanted to try again with Jack, and he felt sure Jack would be willing. After all, Jack had started it the first time. To Ronnie, it seemed like Friday afternoon would never come. His mom had invited John and Jack to plan on staying for dinner, so it had been Ronnie's job to set the table. Mary was just setting the food out when the doorbell rang. She watched as Ronnie rushed to answer the door, and felt her heart skip a beat as her son jumped into this man's arms and hugged him long and hard. When John finally looked her way, she saw a look she had never seen on a man before, a look of love for her son, and, she thought, a tear trickling down his cheek. She had to look away for a moment as John set Ronnie back on his feet and awkwardly approached her to say hello. Jack had just stood quietly in the doorway, waiting for John to move further into the house, smiling up at Ronnie's face on John's shoulder. As they ate dinner, the boys kept up a constant chatter between them, frequently drawing the adults into their conversation. When dinner was over, John offered to help with the dishes, and when Mary accepted, he sent the boys scampering off to Ronnie's room to get his gear packed. Of course, Ronnie had been ready for two days, having decided to take only the minimum necessary to prevent his mom from wondering why he wasn't taking anything at all. The boys were coming towards the kitchen when they heard John say something that made them stop to listen. "Mary, I wouldn't want to do anything that would infringe on the relationship between you and Ronnie. After all, you are his mother, and I'm really just a stranger, almost." "You aren't a stranger, John. Strange maybe, but not a stranger." "What do you mean, strange?" "Well, you obviously have developed very strong feelings for Ronnie in just one three day weekend. The love I saw on your face when he hugged you was something I've never seen before. I mean, it was just so obvious. That's strange. You just don't see that between a man and a boy now days. Now don't get me wrong," she went on hurriedly. "It's a good kind of strange, and I'm thankful for it. Ronnie's never had a dad, you know." "Yeah, he told Jack, and Jack shared it with me. And I realize I could never be his dad. But if it's alright with you, I'd like to be the next best thing, maybe a big brother or an uncle or something. I've never been in the Big Brother program, so I don't really know what it's all about. But I do love Ronnie and would like to spend time with him as long as it doesn't invade your relationship or the time you want to spend with him." "I appreciate that, John. And I certainly wouldn't let you have him often enough to do any of that. But if he wants to spend a weekend with you once in a while, that would be OK." Mary paused, thinking. After a moment of silence, she said, "You know, I have this business convention that my boss has been pressuring me to sign up for. I've resisted up to now because I didn't know what I would do with Ronnie. It would be a two week trip, plus maybe a little vacation time. It's late next month. Would it be an imposition to ask you to look after him?" She knew the answer even before John could speak. As a tear leaked down his cheek, he said, "I'm honored that you feel comfortable enough to ask me. I'd love to have him." In the next room, Jack comforted Ronnie as his young friend began to sniffle. Then Ronnie bolted back to his bedroom. When Jack caught up to him the boy was lying face down on his bed crying his heart out. Jack sat down next to him and began rubbing his back. "What's the matter, Ron?" Jack asked in a whisper. It took a moment for Ronnie to collect himself enough to answer. "I'm just so happy. Did you hear what my mom said? About him loving me, I mean?" Jack chuckled softly. "Yeah, but it isn't news to me. I saw that look last weekend. And I saw it on your face tonight when you were hugging him." Sitting up on the edge of the bed, Ronnie blushed and bent his head towards the floor. "And it doesn't bother you? I mean, I wouldn't want to come between you and Uncle John. I was afraid you'd hate me." "Ronnie!" Jack said, almost sternly. "John has more love in one arm than most men I know have in their whole body! I told you last weekend that he had enough love to share, and sharing it with you makes you more like a brother than ever. After you left, I told Uncle John you were like a brother to me, and it's neat thinking of you as a younger brother." When Jack said that, Ronnie looked up at him in awe and then lunged at him giving him a big hug. Then they went out to the kitchen to see if John was ready to leave. When they got in the car, the boys surprised John by climbing in the front seat as soon as he had unlocked the doors. He wasn't sure if it was on purpose, and he didn't really care, but Ronnie sat in the middle as close to John as he could get. John's natural instinct was to put his arm around the boy's shoulders and drive with his left hand. Once in a while he would rub the back of Jack's neck, also, which was the only part of him he could reach. As soon as they got home, Jack took Ronnie to his room to unpack. When he opened his friend's overnight bag and saw it was practically empty, he looked up in mock surprise. "What have we here?" he asked with a grin. "A practically empty sack." Ronnie blushed shyly as Jack started to lift things from the bag. "Let's see, one pair of undershorts, one shirt, one pair of shorts, one pair of socks, both white, and one, very skimpy speedo swim suit. Not planning to stay long? I thought you were going to stay at least two days." he said jokingly. "No toothbrush? No clothes to speak of?" "Oh shoot!" Ronnie said. "I forgot my toothbrush. Besides that, what more do I need? If the weather's good I probably won't wear anything but my swim suit." Then with a shy grin and a blush, he added, "And maybe I won't wear that enough to get it dirty." Jack gave him a big grin and said, "Oh really!? Getting bold in our young age, huh? And don't worry about your toothbrush. Uncle John has extras, new ones, in the drawer in our bathroom. Wanna take a shower?" Ronnie immediately began pulling his shirt over his head. "Sure, why not?" By the time the boys were naked, they were each sprouting hardons. Just the anticipation of seeing each other naked had been enough. As Jack stooped to grab the fresh towel from under the bed, Ronnie walked around to his side. Jack stood up and slipped the towel under the covers as Ronnie stood looking at his erection. Then as Jack looked down, Ronnie reached out slowly and wrapped his fingers around his friend's penis and squeezed gently. "I've been thinking about all the things we did last weekend all week, but I still forgot how neat your dick feels," Ronnie said quietly. "It's real warm and soft, and I can feel it throbbing. You know, I'm glad we're both circumcised. Those guys in gym with the skin hanging down over the end look yucky." Reaching out to stroke his fingers along the sides of Ronnie's penis, Jack said, "Yeah, me too. I don't know why they don't have that extra skin cut off." The boys continued to stroke each other gently as their breathing became labored and raspy, their eyes following their hands on each other's pricks. After a few minutes of this, as he felt his cum boiling in his ball sac, Jack said, "we'd better get to the shower before I make a mess that'll be hard to clean up." "Should we wait for our hardons to go down? In case Uncle John sees us?" "We can if you want to, but do you really care? I don't think he does." Hesitating only a moment, Ronnie said, "No, I guess I don't care. In fact, it might even be fun if he does see us." Sure enough , John heard the boys' bedroom door open and was looking up from his book towards the door when the boys walked down the hall and into the bathroom. He couldn't see a lot in the little time it took them to turn on the light and shut the door, but what he saw was pleasing to him. The mere fact that they weren't embarrassed to be seen was pleasing. After Jack had adjusted the water in the shower to a comfortable temperature, the boys climbed in and shut the door. They turned to face each other and took turns soaping each other's cock and balls. Then with soapy hands, they proceeded to rub and stroke each other until their knees were shaking with excitement and tension. Then, without a word, Jack turned Ronnie toward the shower and rinsed his penis thoroughly. Before Ronnie could ask him what he was doing, Jack knelt before him and sucked his penis into his mouth. Ronnie was surprised by the suddenness of Jack's actions. He had forgotten how wonderful it felt to have his penis in Jack's mouth. All of a sudden, he felt his climax surging up from his ball sac. Without thinking, he fairly shouted, "Oh WOW, Jack, I'm cuming!" He didn't have time to think about John seated right across the hall before Jack grabbed his asscheeks to keep him from pulling away and sucked harder. Ronnie's dry orgasm hit him harder than he had ever felt it before and left Jack wishing his friend could make cum already. Jack didn't have any trouble keeping up with Ronnie's orgasm. After all, he thought, at least Ronnie doesn't cum in buckets like Rex and Rusty. It was a good thing Jack had wrapped his arms around Ronnie and grabbed his cute little buns. If he hadn't, Ronnie would probably have fallen down. "Gosh! I don't believe it!" he said out loud. "That felt great!" "You might want to keep your voice down, little brother, unless you want Uncle John to hear you." Ronnie blushed a deep crimson as his hand flew to his mouth. "Gosh, I forgot he was out there. I wonder if he heard me." "I don't think so, but take it from me, he won't think anything about it if he did hear you." About that time, Ronnie grabbed Jack's penis which was still throbbing in front of him. Then pulling on it gently, he sat on the back of the tub and began stroking it seriously. He watched Jack's face and was ready when Jack began to shoot his spunk in long thin streams. Most of it landed on Ronnie's chest and ran down his stomach to his penis and balls. He continued to stroke Jack's penis until Jack stepped back to rest, then he took the hand he had been using, which was already covered with Jack's cum, and scooped up some more from around his nuts. Then he licked his finger and hand clean. "Yours tastes kind of strong," Ronnie said, "but it isn't bad." As the boys grabbed washcloths and finished their shower, taking turns washing each other's back and groin, John sat playing with the erection that had begun when he glimpsed the boys entering the bathroom and which had become complete as he heard Ronnie's exclamation. Well, I guess the boys aren't going to waste any time picking up where they left off last weekend, he thought to himself. When he heard the water stop running in the shower, he got up and went to the kitchen to fix them all a soda. He didn't want to have a hardon when the boys came out to watch TV with him. When the boys came into the TV room, Ronnie was the first to climb into John's lap. He immediately squeezed his small frame against the left arm of the chair to make room for Jack who crawled up right after him. The three of them sat there and watched a video John had selected from his vast inventory, the boys in their underwear and John in his lounging shorts. John was ecstatic. He felt like he had two sons sitting with him, and he hugged them frequently throughout the movie, as much to reassure himself that he wasn't dreaming as to convey his love to the boys. Ronnie just felt warm all over. In barely a week's time, actually just in three days together, he had acquired a brother and a father. Well, not for real, maybe, but almost real. It felt real anyway. He knew he couldn't call Uncle John Dad, but that didn't affect the way he felt about him. He laid his head back against John's chest, just below his shoulder and grasped his arm with his hands. Once in awhile he would turn his head slightly to smile at Jack. Jack would usually smile back and rub his thigh in friendship. By the time the movie was over, Ronnie had fallen asleep. Jack eased himself from the chair and rewound the movie while John carried Ronnie to bed. As he stood and turned the boy to face him so he would be easier to carry, Ronnie slipped his arms around John's neck and sighed, a pleasant smile on his lips. He had just laid the boy in bed when Jack walked into the room. "Do you guys sleep in your undershorts, or naked?" John asked in a whisper. "I usually sleep naked. I'm not sure what Ronnie does at home, but I think he'd like to be naked here." At that response, John lifted the boy's hips and legs off the bed slightly so Jack could slip off his underwear. They both gazed at Ronnie's miniature limp penis before Jack slipped out of his shorts and climbed into bed and pulled up the covers. "Good night, Uncle John. I love you." "I love you, too, Jack." "I love you both," Ronnie added sleepily. "We thought you were asleep, you little imp," John said, leaning over and kissing the boy's forehead. "I love you, too." "I know, Uncle John. We heard you and mom talking." And he reached up and gave John a big hug. Then John walked to the other side of the bed and gave Jack just as big a hug. He wasn't about to let him get the impression that Ronnie had somehow come between them. The next morning, John met the boys in the kitchen for breakfast. He was once again wearing his shower wrap, while the boys were in their underwear. John saw Ronnie eyeing his shower wrap with renewed interest, so as they were eating their cereal, he went to his room and came back with two small packages. He handed one to Jack and the other to Ronnie. "Just a little something I thought you guys might like," he said. Like any kids their age, the boys ripped the packages open and found boy size shower wraps. Jack's was Navy Blue and Ronnie's was Brown. With expressions of joy, the boys took turns giving John a thank you hug. Then without further thought, Jack stripped off his underpants and put on the wrap, his penis on full display as he drew the wrap around his waist from behind. John and Ronnie just watched, Ronnie with some slight embarrassment. Then, as Jack twirled around showing off, Ronnie stepped away from John and slipped his own shorts down and off. John watched as he drew his shower wrap around his waist. I think the little guy is getting a hardon, John thought to himself. And sure enough, when Ronnie looked up, he was blushing. His penis was beginning to make a tent in the wrap as he, too, twirled around to show off his new garment. "Can we wear these all day?" Ronnie asked. "Well, I guess you can if you want to, unless we leave the house, of course," John answered. "Can we wear them out at the pool?" "Sure. But I wouldn't suggest you wear them in the pool." Ronnie giggled, "Of course not, silly." And then he smiled at John. Giving him another big hug and a kiss on the cheek, he said, "thanks, Uncle John. Now we're all dressed the same." At that, Jack pulled Ronnie by the hand, saying, "Come on let's go watch TV before Uncle John makes us do the dishes." John just smiled at the boys as he began cleaning up the few dishes they had used. They do look awfully cute in those things, he thought, watching them run from the room. As he worked in the kitchen, he would occasionally glance in to the TV room where the boys were lying on their stomachs watching TV. Once in a while he would catch a glimpse of bare butt cheeks as they rolled from side to side or raised up to reposition their penises and nuts for comfort. These glances were fun, but not arousing. Once when he looked in, he saw Jack pulling his hand from under Ronnie's shower wrap. What he had been doing was fairly obvious as Ronnie ground his front against the floor. John turned away just as Ronnie looked over his shoulder to see if he was watching. When he was finished in the kitchen, John went out and joined the boys. At first he sat in his chair, but they nagged him until he finally lay on the floor between them just as Bugs Bunny and the Roadrunner cartoons came on. The boys each huddled up close on either side of him, and again he was in seventh heaven. As they watched the cartoons, Ronnie began to get restless and by the time they were over, Ronnie was lying on John's back with his arms around his neck. From here he slid off onto Jack and started tickling him. John just moved aside as the boys began to roll around tickling each other. His position was perfect as the boy's shower wraps flew up in the melee, exposing their butts and crotches. Ronnie kept trying to push the front of his wrap down, but his crotch was one of Jack's favorite tickling places. After several minutes of this, Ronnie was exhausted. He cried "King's X" for time out and lay there on his back panting for breath. At first John thought the boy wasn't aware of the fact that his shower wrap was bunched up around his waist exposing his penis standing straight and erect. Resting on his elbow, John just stared at it feeling his own erection beginning. When he saw Ronnie looking at him with a shy grin on his face, John realized that the boy was very much aware of his erection and the fact that John was staring at it. To cover his own excitement, John suddenly reached out and began tickling Ronnie under the arms. The boy's reaction was natural. He curled up into a ball and pulled his arms to his chest, his erection almost forgotten. Almost, but not quite, because John kept reaching down to tickle his butt cheeks and that little area between his legs under his sac. Then Jack jumped on John from behind and started tickling him, eventually pulling him off of Ronnie and onto his back. Ronnie took the opportunity to enter the fracas and the boys teamed up against him. Once in awhile, Jack would try to tickle John's crotch which finished off John's erection. When John finally called time out, Ronnie was sitting on his shower wrap which had become bunched up on his stomach. John's erection was exposed behind him and throbbing against his backside. Jack reached between John's legs and stroked his nuts once or twice just as Ronnie slid backwards, pushing against John's penis as he did so that as he slipped passed it, his erection snapped back up against his stomach. As they had when Ronnie had been in this position, all three of them stared at the exposed member for a minute before John covered it with his shower wrap. Not to be left out, and being the more forward of the three anyway, Jack stood up and said, "Well, I'm not going to let you guys have all the fun," and whipped his shower wrap completely off, his own hardon sticking straight out from his groin for all to see. Without thinking, John reached out and stroked his middle finger down the length of it, pushing it towards the floor and letting it bounce back up. Jack gasped and stepped back, startled that John had done this in front of Ronnie, and Ronnie gasped at what he had seen. When John looked at him somewhat embarrassed by his lack of control, he thought he saw a look of surprise mixed with envy. Before anything else could happen, though, he jumped up and said, "Anybody want to go swimming?" The boys both shouted "Yeah!" and took off for their room, Jack already naked, and Ronnie pulling his wrap off as he got to the doorway so that John had a brief glimpse of two nice looking butts going through the door. John was out at the pool already when the boys finally came outside. He might have wondered just what they had been doing, if they weren't so obvious about it. Ronnie had on his old speedo's and Jack was sporting his new ones. John felt so proud to have these kids feel the way they did about him. The three of them swam and rafted, played water games and had raft races, and generally enjoyed themselves. After about 30 minutes, John insisted that the boys put on some sunscreen. He didn't want them getting burned. They each did their arms and legs and then went to John for him to do their backs. Sitting in a chair at the umbrella table, he first smeared the lotion over their backs, then had them turn around so he could do their chests and tummys. He spent as much time as he thought he could get away with, because he was really enjoying the feel of their smooth skin under his hands. And as he did their fronts, his eyes kept glancing at the bulge in their speedo's. When Jack saw where he was looking, his penis began to get stiff, and John watched it throb in his new suit until it was fully erect. John hadn't noticed that Ronnie, whom he had done first, was standing to the side watching them. He, too, saw Jack's penis get hard. This caused his own dick to become erect and he didn't try to hide it as he walked past John to get to the pool. The boys hadn't been in the pool very long when Jack said they were thirsty. John went in to fix them all some Kool-Aid, and when he got back, he found them huddled on the seat at the deep end talking quietly. As they came out to get their drinks, Jack said, "Uncle John. Ronnie wants to know if we can go skinny dipping." Ronnie blushed and poked Jack in the arm. "You weren't supposed to tell him it was my idea!" he said. "That's OK, Ronnie. It's nothing to be bashful about. If you want to take your suit off and swim naked, just speak up. That's why I had this privacy fence built in the first place, so we could be naked if we wanted to." So as the boys finished their drinks, Jack set the example by stripping out of his speedo's and hanging them over the back of a chair. With just a slight hesitation, Ronnie followed suit, noticing that John looked at his crotch as he slipped off his trunks. It only took a few minutes for Ronnie to get used to being naked, and then he was in and out of the water, diving and jumping as before. "Aren't you going to come skinny dipping with us?" he yelled at John. John put his book down, stood up and slid his trunks down and off, laying them on the chair next to Ronnie's and Jack's. He noticed Ronnie looking at him as he walked to the deep end and prepared to dive in. Well, at least he isn't bashful about his curiosity, he thought as he dove into the water. When it was time for lunch, John went inside and came back with their shower wraps. "I thought you guys might want to wear these instead of your suits," he said as he hung them over the backs of chairs. He put his own on and went in to prepare sandwiches and chips. The boys soon followed him inside, and he put them to work spreading mustard on the sandwiches and pouring more Kool-Aid. When lunch was ready, they took it out and ate at the umbrella table, looking like three Scotsmen in kilts. They talked and joked, and the boys acted like boys their age, laughing and punching each other, often excluding John from their antics. John couldn't remember when he had felt so good. Having the boys here was a dream come true, and he was a bit afraid of knowing it couldn't last forever. The boys wanted to go swimming immediately after lunch, but John made them sit in the shade and rest for 30 minutes. When 30 minutes was up, he insisted they put on more sunscreen. "After all," he said, "what you put on this morning will have washed off by now." As before, they each took care of their arms and legs, discarding their shower wraps in the process. Then they came over to where John was sitting to have their backs and chests done. This time was even more exciting for John because they were naked. Ronnie was first in line, and John was careful not to touch his privates. He did linger on his back and chest, and as he got to Ronnie's waist, he asked, "You want to do your bottom, or do you want me to do it?" Ronnie blushed a little, and his penis jerked, as he answered in a voice just barely above a whisper, "Uh...you can do it. Uh... I mean, if you don't mind." John let his hand move down across the boy's soft tight cheeks as he spread lotion over them, kneading them with his fingers in the process. He kept his other hand on the boy's stomach, just above his groin, to steady him against the pressure from behind. The proximity of his hand to Ronnie's penis, the feel of Ronnie's buns in his hand, and the sight of Ronnie's penis so close to his face all combined to cause his own dick to begin hardening. He hadn't realized that Ronnie was watching his crotch until the boy's own penis began to stiffen. Then to avoid Ronnie's embarrassment, he immediately gave the kid a playful slap on the behind and said, "OK, enough for you. Next!" John applied the sunscreen lotion to Jack in the same fashion as he had to Ronnie, except when he got to Jack's waist, he didn't bother asking. He simply continued down over the boy's buttcheeks, even slipping his hand between Jack's legs from behind. He assumed Jack could see his erection throbbing under his shower wrap, and this was confirmed as Jack's penis also started to stiffen. Without thinking of Ronnie standing nearby, he let the hand on Jack's front continue down his stomach and across his penis and down his thigh. Then he brought it back up across the boy's nuts and down the other thigh. Finally, he brought it back up and oiled Jack's hardon thoroughly, stroking his slick hand up and down the erection a couple of times. Finally, he remembered Ronnie and turned to look at him. The poor kid was standing just a few feet away staring at Jack's hardon. Obviously he had been watching the whole time, and his own erection was in full view. As John began to turn red with embarrassment, not knowing how he was going to explain his actions to the younger boy, Ronnie stepped forward and presented his hardon to him. "Do mine, too, Uncle John? Please? Like you did Jack?" John poured more lotion into the palm of his hand and started on the boy's thigh, just below his nuts. From there, he moved up and across Ronnie's little ball sac, cupping it gently and rubbing it softly. Then he proceeded down to the other thigh and back up again. This time he rubbed his oiled hand up over Ronnie's hardon slowly, hearing the boy gasp as he did. He continued onto Ronnie's stomach and then went back to his prick which he took in his hand and stroked a few times just as he had Jack. Ronnie's little penis was throbbing strongly as was his own as John finally forced himself to quit. "OK, that's enough, I think," he said, quickly turning to put the lid on the sunscreen. The boys stood there for just a moment as though uncertain about something and then ran and jumped in the pool. John sat out a while to calm down and let his erection subside as the boys swam down to the seat in the deep end and huddled in soft conversation. I can guess what they're talking about, he thought. But I wonder if Jack will fill me in on the details later? Down at the deep end, Ronnie was grilling Jack with questions. "Wow, that was neat, wasn't it?" "Sure was. I always enjoy it when he does that." "But he didn't ask you if you wanted him to do your butt. How come he asked me?" "Well, Ron, a man doesn't normally touch a boy down there. You've heard all those stories on TV about priests and other guys who abuse little boys. Now those boys are suing the men for screwing up their lives. Well, John isn't abusive. He doesn't want to screw up any body's life. So he isn't going to touch you where your underwear does without your permission, or unless you ask him to." "But what he did made me feel so good. You know, not just the touchy feely good. It made me feel good inside, you know warm and cuddley kind of good. How could that be abusive?" "You mean it made you feel good emotionally?" "Yeah, that's it." "Well, that's what I meant by John not being abusive. He isn't going to force himself on you. I'm sure it makes him feel good, too, when he touches us there. But he only wants to do it if we want him to. He's really just trying to do things that make us happy or feel good. And the only way he can be sure of that is if we tell him." "So how come he touched your penis and nuts without you asking him to?" Ronnie couldn't help looking down at Jack's groin as he asked this, and Jack also looked at Ronnie's crotch when he answered. "I had to ask him the first time, a long time ago. It's a long story, but I got myself all hot once and wanted somebody else to make me cum like a couple of my friends had a few times, and Uncle John was available, so I asked him if he'd do it. I could tell he really enjoyed it, but he only did it after making sure I really wanted him to. I mean, he actually stopped a couple of times and asked me if I was sure I wanted him to do it. Anyway, my sister and I come over to see the girls next door a lot & I always sleep over here. So we've been together a lot and I just got tired of him asking if I wanted him to do this or that or of having to ask him to touch me down there, so I finally just told him that I loved him and I really liked it when he played with me, and that he could do it any time he wanted to. I just told him if he started to touch me when I didn't want him to, I'd tell him to stop. So you see, he already had my permission." By the time Jack was finished, both boys' erections had returned. Glancing towards the umbrella table, he saw that John was sitting in the lounge chair, his shower wrap on the deck beside him. Since he seemed to be dozing, Jack reached over and grabbed Ronnie's hardon, stroking it a few times. Ronnie returned the favor. "Well, it sure felt good. Actually, watching him rub your butt was kind of exciting, but when he started to smear lotion all over your dick, I got really jealous. 'Cause he hadn't done that for me, ya know? And I felt left out. I was really afraid he wouldn't do it. But I'm glad he did. Maybe we better stop. I'm going to cum if we don't." "Me, too. Do you really want to stop?" "No. But what if Uncle John looks up suddenly and sees us?" "Well, he's seen me cum before. When he did it and even when I did myself. So it wouldn't bother me. In fact, it might even be exciting if he were watching." Even as his heart began to beat faster with the excitement Jack's hand was causing by pulling on his cock, Ronnie gasped, "you mean he did it til you came?!" Ronnie exclaimed. "Doesn't it embarrass you at all that he might know what we're doing or see us doing it?" "Yeah, he made me cum. It was so neat! Even better than when me and my other friends made each other cum, in some ways. So, no, it doesn't embarrass me. You didn't seem too embarrassed to ask him to play with your dick with me standing there watching, either. But I'll quit if you're afraid." Ronnie's youthful pride wouldn't let him admit to being afraid, so he screwed up his courage and kept stroking Jack's penis. "I'm not afraid. But I'm going to cum! Watch!" he said in a loud whisper. John just barely heard Ronnie's exclamatory whisper, and just as the boys were reaching a mutual climax, their heads lowered to watch as Jack's cum shot out of his dick into the pool water and Ronnie's body jerked in its dry orgasm, John opened his eyes and looked in their direction. He could tell immediately what was happening and wished he, too, could see what the boys were seeing. He felt his dick flutter with excitement, but then closed his eyes and thought about something else before a hardon could develop. A few minutes later, John pretended to "wake up," got out of his chair and jumped into the pool close to where the boys were playing, causing a tremendous splash and wave. The three of them spent the rest of the afternoon frolicking in the pool. About mid-afternoon, John again insisted that they put on more sunscreen. All of them were getting a little pink, but the lotion was obviously helping. John watched as Jack and Ronnie did each other's back and playfully rubbed some on each other's pecker, then the boys teamed up and did John's back and chest. Everything started calmly enough, but the longer Ronnie rubbed the lotion into the hairs on John's chest, the slower his motions became. John couldn't imagine what the boy was thinking of, but he kept tweaking his nipples which got stiff as a result. At the same time, Jack was rubbing lotion into his buns, occasionally letting his fingers slide between his legs to tickle the bottom of his scrotum. He watched Ronnie's eyes widen as his cock became fully erect, Ronnie's own penis throbbing at attention. "Can I put lotion on it?" Ronnie asked in a whisper? "Well, I guess turn-about's fair play if you really want to," John responded. As Ronnie's oil slick hand slid down and grasped John's erection, the boy said in a hushed voiced, "Cool!" John let Ronnie stroke him a few times and then turned and jumped into the pool, putting an end to any further sexual contact for the moment. About an hour later, John climbed from the pool and collapsed into the lounge chair. A few minutes later, Ronnie left the pool and walked over to John's chair. John waited quietly as Ronnie stood there looking down at him for a moment, then without saying a word, the boy gently sat on John's lap and rolled over to lay on his side, his cheek resting on John's chest, his hip pressing against his penis. In barely two minutes, Ronnie had fallen asleep. Jack walked over and laid his towel on the deck next to John's chair, leaned down and kissed John on the cheek, laid down on his back and went to sleep. John sat there spellbound, gazing lovingly at the top of Ronnie's head and the rest of his body, including his penis resting shrunken and limp in his lap, and at Jack lying there at his side, his chest rising softly with each breath, his young pubescent penis lying limply against his leg. He felt a tear of love and joy trace its way down his cheek as he closed his eyes and fell asleep, rubbing his hand gently up and down across the small of Ronnie's back. After dinner they all took showers. Of course, Jack and Ronnie opted to shower together, where they enjoyed soaping each other's groins with bare hands, gently pulling on and sliding their hands up and down on each other's cocks. After awhile, though, Ronnie pushed Jack's hand away from his dick and said shyly, "Don't make me cum right now, OK?" "Sure," Jack said, not yet pushing Ronnie's hand off his penis. "I'll finish you, though, if you want me to," Ronnie said. The look on Ronnie's face gave him away, and Jack pushed his hand away. "Are you thinking the same thing I'm thinking?" he asked. "I dunno," Ronnie said innocently. "What're you thinking?" "I'm thinking you'd kind of like John to play with you tonight, maybe." Ronnie was shocked to find that he had been so transparent. "So? Is that OK? I mean, I won't ask him if you don't want me to." Jack chuckled as he looked down at this kid who seemed more like a younger brother every day. "Of course I don't mind. I told you that before. Besides, I was thinking the same thing. His hand sure felt good this afternoon, and he hasn't played with me in a long time. Since before last weekend as a matter of fact. Do you want to do it alone?" "Well, not really. I was sort of hoping you'd be there, too, so I'd have the courage to ask him. Maybe you could ask him for me." "OK, I'll be there. I think it'd be neat. It was fun watching him put lotion on your dick this afternoon. But I can't ask him for you. It's like I said this afternoon, he won't do anything without your permission or unless you ask him yourself. But if we ask him together, he might say no." "If he does, we can always do it to each other when we go to bed. But what if I lose my nerve? I really want him to play with me because of the way it made me feel this afternoon, but I'm afraid I won't be able to ask him." By this time, Ronnie seemed on the verge of tears. "Hey, little brother, don't get up tight," Jack said, giving his friend a pat on the shoulder. "If you can't ask him out loud, try putting his hand in your lap, you know, right on your dick. That ought to be the same as asking. Now let's get out of here and get dried off. You want to wear my robe or your shower wrap?" "I'm gonna wear my wrap, 'cause John gave it to me." The boys quickly dried themselves and slipped into their robe and wrap and were sitting on the floor in front of John's chair when he came out from his shower wearing his shower wrap. At Jack's suggestion, they all agreed to play some games. Agreeing on which games to play was more difficult, with each of them pretending to have his own favorites and making fun of each other's. Eventually they decided on a couple of card games and a board game or two that didn't take too long to play. As they played, they moved around to different sitting or prone positions for comfort. Clad as they were in shower wraps and robe, their crotches were frequently in plain view of one another. Of course, they had just spent the entire day together naked at the pool, so no one was shy about it, but the mere fact that they weren't naked added a degree of eroticism to the situation, like getting a peek at something that wasn't supposed to be seen. And so from time to time, they each experienced their penis getting hard, or at least semi-erect. If someone happened to see another in this state, it usually meant that the viewer got a boner as well. This happened frequently when one of them would be lying on his stomach while the others were sitting cross legged. The view was better from a prone position, and the viewer's own penis was hidden from view, so an erection could occur unnoticed and unabated. The boys probably had the most numerous erections, but John was not totally unaffected. He certainly enjoyed the views as much as the boys did, whether they were hard or soft. At one point, Ronnie was lying on his stomach while John and Jack sat cross legged. Jack noticed that Ronnie was rocking back and forth and guessed correctly that he had a hardon and was rubbing it against the floor. So when Jack's penis got hard, he laid down on his stomach next to Ronnie. They were playing a board game, so it didn't really matter how close they were to each other. The next time it was Ronnie's turn to roll the dice, Jack reached over and slipped his hand under his friend's shower wrap and stroked his buns. Ronnie giggled and wriggled under Jack's hand while John just sat there and watched, feeling his dick harden again. Jack and Ronnie could easily watch it grow from their reclining positions. When it was Jack's turn to play, Ronnie slipped his hand under Jack, palm up, and grabbed his prick, squeezing it gently. It was already hard and felt so good in his hand. But it was really uncomfortable having to twist his arm around so his palm was up. Then when it was John's turn, Jack again reached under Ronnie's shower wrap, but this time, instead of playing with his butt, he shoved his hand down between his friend's legs and tickled his little hairless ball sac. Again Ronnie giggled, but John saw him spread his legs a little and lift his hips a little to let Jack get at his cock. By now, John's penis was throbbing under his shower wrap, but the boys could plainly see it from where they lay. The view just added to their own excitement. Jack kept playing with Ronnie while Ron took his turn, and when Ronnie had to raise up to move his piece around the board, Jack took advantage of the opportunity to wrap his hand around the younger boy's penis and stroke it up and down a couple of times. Watching, John's dick kept throbbing, and Ronnie squealed in mock embarrassment. Actually, he was really getting into this semi-open display of erotic enjoyment. And when it was Jack's turn, Ronnie rolled over on his back with his knees drawn up and his feet flat on the floor so he could slide his hand more comfortably under Jack and play with him. As he raised his knees, the shower wrap slid down to his waist, fully exposing his erection to John's view. God! That is so cute, John thought to himself, pressing down on his own erection to relieve the tension. When Jack was finished with his turn, he looked over at Ronnie and saw his hardon sticking up for all to see. "Ronnie!" he exclaimed in a sarcastic voice. "Have you no modesty at all? Your boner's sticking out where we can all see it." Ronnie's reply was clear evidence of how turned on he was and how comfortable he felt with these two friends. "So? You've seen it plenty of times already, and Uncle John saw it this afternoon." He made no attempt to cover himself, but just laid there enjoying their stares. Not to be out done, Jack rolled over and let his robe fall open in the process. "Well, if you can do it, so can I!" John sat there looking at the two most gorgeous young penises he knew he had ever seen. Of course he had seen plenty by now at the Ponderosa, but these were the only two he had ever seen erect. His cock began to ache. Tilting his head back to look at John, Ronnie asked, "Which do you like better, Uncle John, mine or Jack's?" "I don't have a favorite, Ronnie," he said. "You guys have the cutest penises I've ever seen. I like them both equally. Are we finished with this game?" Ronnie rolled over and slipped off his shower wrap. Then sitting up naked and pressing down on his erection as he did so, he answered, "Yeah, if it's OK with you guys. I've kinda lost interest." John and Jack looked quickly at each other as Ronnie sat there naked with his hardon still beating softly in his lap. Then they all started putting the game away. As they did so, Jack slipped out of his robe so that he, too, was naked, his erection bouncing up and down at his lap. John decided to leave his shower wrap on. As John was putting the games back in the closet, Jack turned on the TV. The boys were standing by John's chair when he returned, expectant looks on their faces, their penises having softened noticeably. Remembering the night not so long ago when Jack had sat in his lap naked and the joy he had felt, his heart beat even stronger with the love and affection he felt for these two youngsters. As soon as he sat down, holding his arms out to his side in a "come to me" gesture, the boys joined him. He raised the foot rest of his chair to help support them as the boys settled themselves in his lap and the news came on the TV. Fifteen minutes into the news, John glanced down at the little boy cocks in his lap and saw that Ronnie's was stiff as a board and throbbing. Jack's wasn't hard until John nudged him with his hand and nodded towards Ronnie. As soon as Jack saw Ronnie's hardon, he started to get one of his own. As the two of them were looking at Ronnie's erection, he slipped his hand onto his cock and pressed down on it. John figured this was just a natural reaction that the boy had done without thinking about it. Jack, on the other hand, figured Ron had probably done it on purpose, for Jack knew his friend's ultimate objective. A few minutes later, Ronnie laid his head back against John's shoulder, took John's hand in his and laid it on his erection. When John didn't respond, Ronnie pushed John's hand against his hardon as a hint. When John still didn't respond, the boy finally got the courage to turn his face towards John's ear and whisper, "Play with it like you did this afternoon, Uncle John, please?" Squeezing the boy's penis gently, John whispered back, " Are you sure, Ronnie?" "Oh yes!" Ronnie said with a sigh. "It made me feel so good inside." "You don't mind Jack being here?" "No. I told him I wanted you to do this, and he told me I had to ask you." Jack had pretended not to be listening to their whispered conversation, but he was sitting so close he couldn't help but hear it. His own penis was throbbing in his lap as he watched John's fingers gently stroking Ronnie's testicles and penis. Knowing what Ronnie was feeling, he could almost feel it himself. He toyed with his hardon slowly as he watched John from the corner of his eye. He could tell that Ronnie looked at him once in awhile, but he pretended that he didn't. John was filled with love for these two boys as he slowly stroked one and watched the other. He let his finger tips circle Ronnie's small sac and then drew them gently up over the sac and along the shaft of his erection. When he got to the tip, he would sometimes grasp it lightly and twist the little penis back and forth. Other times, he would let his fingers slip off the head and simply start over on the boy's nuts. He was in no hurry to make Ronnie cum, for he was enjoying the feel of this little boy cock too much. For his part, Ronnie was delirious with the sensations John was creating in him. Although his breathing remained fairly steady, his cock throbbed incessantly. He tried to watch TV, but frequently would glance down at the hand on his dick, or over at Jack playing with himself. Once or twice he even looked up at John who would smile down at him with a look of love. After about thirty minutes, Ronnie could take no more. He began humping John's hand, indicating that he wanted to cum. John made a tent of his fingers over the length of the boy's penis, grasped the shaft lightly just below the glans, and began masturbating him. Soon Ronnie began to tremble and moan softly. His left hand gripped John's thigh and his right hand the arm of the chair as he felt his climax approaching. Jack sensed what was coming and stopped playing with himself, staring at his friend sitting so close to him. As Ronnie's body lifted involuntarily from John's lap, his legs jerked spasmodically and he groaned as his orgasm washed over him and his penis quivered against the palm of John's hand. John held the boy's beautiful tool lovingly in his hand, squeezing it softly as it softened and became relaxed once again. When Ronnie finally settled back down in John's lap and his breathing returned almost to normal, he turned and gave John a kiss on the cheek, hugging his neck at the same time. "Thanks, Uncle John," the boy whispered as he laid his head on John's chest. "That was really awesome." Then, John felt a tear drop onto his chest as the boy sniffled and whispered even more quietly, "I love you." Jack slide off of John's lap and stuck his face in Ronnie's lap. Gently he sucked Ronnie's penis into his mouth as he looked up at his friend and John. Ronnie just kept looking back and forth from John to Jack, a look of loving amazement on his face. "Wow," he finally said. "That was so cool. I can't believe how good I feel all over." And again he turned and gave John a big hug. John answered, "Your welcome, Ronnie. I love you too," and hugged the boy to him as though he was afraid of losing him. Jack sat at their feet watching, a small smile on his face. He wasn't jealous. He figured he would have a lot more of John's time and attention than Ronnie, and he could afford to share. Besides, he hadn't cum yet and knew it wouldn't be long before he had his turn. When Ronnie finally turned around and sat down, he seemed to notice John's erection for the first time. John had been trying to hide it, but it had sprung from between his legs when Ronnie hugged him and was now sticking up straight and stiff in his lap, covered, but not hidden, by his shower wrap. Ronnie sat right down on it and then moved to the side, using his hand to move it out from under his butt. "Golly you're hard, Uncle John," he said as he squeezed the erection once before letting go. Then he looked at Jack and said, "So is Jack! Look at his boner!" he said with a bit of a giggle. "What are you going to do with that, Jack?" he asked with another giggle. Jack stood up in front of them with his erection pointing straight at John and said, "Well, I was kind of hoping you'd let Uncle John take care of it for me." "Sure!" Ronnie said, slipping out of John's lap and grasping Jack's penis briefly. "Can I watch?" he asked, first looking at Jack and then at John. "I don't mind if Uncle John doesn't." "I don't mind, either. What did you have in mind?" Jack hesitated a moment and then asked softly, "Would you use your mouth?" Grinning at the boy's apparent and sudden hesitancy, John said boldly, "You mean you want a blowjob?" He saw Jack blush with embarrassment at the same time Ronnie's eyes lit up with excitement. "You mean you're gonna suck his cock?" Ronnie blurted. "Too cool!" John stood up with his erection making a tent of his shower wrap and indicated that Jack should sit in his chair. Then he knelt between Jack's legs just as Jack had done to Ronnie. With Ronnie standing beside the chair watching every move, John first reached out and took Jack's hardon in one hand and his nuts in the other. He rolled Jacks' testicles between his thumb and fingers gently as he stroked his erection a few times. As Jack closed his eyes and sank back into the chair, John lowered his head and sucked the boy's penis into his mouth. It was hard to say which of the boys sighed the loudest. The effect of watching John suck Jack's penis soon had Ronnie hard again, and he began playing with himself as John moved his mouth up and down on Jack's erection. Once in awhile John would let the penis slip from his mouth and lick Jack's nuts. Then he would trail his tongue back up the length of the boy's cock and roll it around the glans and head before lowering his mouth back to the base where Jack's sparse pubic hair tickled his nose and lips. As John felt Jack getting closer to his climax, he backed off, grabbed the boy by the ankles and gently pulled him down to the floor where he could be more comfortable. Then lying on the floor between his legs, his own erection leaking precum into the carpet, John went back to sucking the boy's cock. Ronnie just stood at the side where he could see good, still fingering his nuts and cock. Soon, Jack began thrusting his hips at John's face. Then his body went rigid and he began to moan loudly as the cum shot from the head of his penis and into John's mouth. John let two spurts splash against his throat before he let Jack's penis pop from his mouth and continued to stroke him with his hand. He thought Ronnie might enjoying seeing Jack's spunk shoot out of his dick and land on his stomach. Which was true. Ronnie almost came himself as he watched Jack cuming. Then, without conscious thought, he knelt on the rug next to Jack and joined John in licking the cum from his friend's chest and stomach. When they were finished, John noticed that Ronnie was hard again. But before he could forget his own rule and offer, Ronnie remembered the rule and asked, "Would you do that to me?" John rolled over onto his back and said, "Sure. Come over here and sit on my chest." As Ronnie sat down with his penis rubbing John's chin, John felt Jack lift his shower wrap. Then he felt the boy's cool hand wrap itself around his erection. I'm going to cum in no time at all, John thought to himself. I wonder if Ronnie's ready for that? And with that thought, he lifted Ronnie forward so the boy was resting on his knees, his penis thrusting into John's mouth. Lying with his head against the hard floor though, John couldn't move up and down on Ronnie's cock. Pushing the boy back a bit so his penis slipped from between his lips he said to Ronnie, "I can't move my head very well, so you're going to have to move your hips. Just move back and forth so your penis slides in and out of my mouth." Ronnie moved forward and John slipped his lips around the boy's cock. Before too long, Ronnie had a good rhythm going and Jack was matching his hand strokes on John's erection to Ronnie's thrusting motion. Just as he saw Ronnie's body stiffen and heard him groan in climax, Jack felt John's cock swell in his hand. He had really intended to just bring Uncle John off with his hand, but at the last minute, he placed his lips around the head of John's long slender cock and let the cum shoot into his mouth. He kept pumping his hand up and down on John's cock, milking the cum into his mouth, but there was so much of it, it was soon seeping out from his lips and running down over his fingers to settle in the hair around the base of the man's penis. John almost passed out from the excitement. He had the penis of one young boy going through a dry orgasm in his mouth as his own cum was shooting into the mouth of his other boy. When Ronnie's orgasm was finished and John had licked him some more, he rolled to the side where he immediately saw Jack holding John's softening penis. He could see John's cum on Jack's fingers and in John's hair. "Wow, you made him cum while he was sucking me?" Ronnie said. "Yeah. It was cool. John cums a lot." "Did you eat any of it?" "Yeah, some." "What's it taste like? Like yours?" "Well, Uncle John's is a little stronger than mine is, and thicker, too." Ronnie moved down to John's waist, and leaning over licked some cum from Jack's fingers. He screwed up his face and said, "Woa! I see what you mean. I like yours better." John just grinned to himself. The boys were talking about him as though he weren't even there. He wasn't surprised that Ronnie didn't like his cum. He knew it was really a lot stronger than Jack's and was surprised that Jack had swallowed any. "I'm going to bed," he said. And with that he left the room. "Me, too," Jack said. Then he crawled forward and gave John a big hug. "Thanks, Uncle John, for making Ronnie so happy. I love you very much." "Thanks for bringing him over and explaining the rules," John said, returning the boy's hug in a tight embrace. "I love you, too." Then they got up and went to their rooms, stopping in the bathrooms long enough to brush their teeth and get a drink of water. Late that night a terrific thunderstorm swept through their area with high winds and heavy rain. About two in the morning, Ronnie was awakened by a terrible clap of thunder that almost made him wet the bed. He got up and went to the bathroom, then with his heart still racing from the ferocity of the storm, he went into John's room and climbed into his bed. John awoke as Ronnie was snuggling tight up against him, his back to John's front. John wrapped his arm around the kid's body, his hand resting on his chest. He kissed Ronnie behind the ear as he gave him a firm hug, and the two of them went back to sleep. Some time later, Jack woke up having to pee. Noticing that Ronnie was gone, he went from the bathroom to John's room. John and Ronnie were still lying like two spoons in a drawer, so Jack climbed in behind John and snuggled up to him just as he was to Ronnie. Then he went back to sleep. ***************** to be continued ***************** If you like love stories between teenage boys, try True Love in the Gay/Young Friends section.