Part 3 –
Becoming A Family
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This is Part 3 of 14 Parts, Chapters 11 through 15 they contain 18,153 words or about 36 pages out of a total of 262,726 words in the complete story.
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As I became aware of my surroundings, I knew I was in bed. There was a leg up against mine. I opened an eye to see who it belonged to, could be Logan, could be, with some luck, Amanda.
As soon as my eyelids parted a pair of lips hit mine for a quick smooch and a cheery "Good morning," announced it was indeed Amanda. She rolled away from me, I heard another quick kiss and another "Good morning," on the other side of the bed. I assumed that was for Logan.
We had no sheet as someone had kicked it off us all, not that we needed it. It was a comfortable 76° (24° C) held there by a dedicated air conditioner just for this bedroom. There was a flurry of movement and Amanda landed on me rolling me to my back and trapping my very hard morning I-got-to-pee boner, between my abdomen and her vulva.
"Don't bounce on me, I'll pee all over the place."
Instead of bouncing she began rubbing up and down my penis trapped beneath her. She was very deliberately masturbating me with her labia. I saw Logan run by the foot of the bed on his way to the toilet.
She saw him go too. "Put it in me." She leaned forward pulling her vulva up away freeing my dick. She grabbed it and directed into her vagina as she sat back down. She sat upright reveling in the feeling of my dick up inside her. Then she started wiggling around.
"Are you two making love again? Logan asked coming out of the bathroom.
"Come up here and sit on your brother's chest, facing me." He crawled on and Amanda pulled his face to hers. His hands went to the back of her head and held her. They kissed for the longest time. What I didn't see was Amanda's hand that was gripping Logan's dick. As she wiggled on me she was jacking Logan. She pulled up away a bit and now I could move under her I thrusted my hips up, shoving my dick in her. I finally cummed, but I think I peed too. I grabbed my dick holding it closed and rolled them both off me. I had to go pee, bad!
Good thing we had access to a toilet without having to go to another room, I barely made it, Logan had left the accordion door open and I rushed to the toilet. I didn't have time to close the door.
When I got back Logan was looking pleased with himself. I knew that look, he'd had an orgasm. Amanda made her way into the restroom for her turn on the toilet. When she came back to bed, she said, "I think you did pee in me. My vagina was dripping more than ever and it was really thin."
"I told you. I'm sorry I couldn't hold it."
"So what's on the agenda for today?" Amanda asked.
"Well, today's the big day, a pot-luck dinner, a presentation and I have to make a speech."
"Yeah, but what about the rest of the day?"
"When we got here on Friday we signed up for the archery range at 9, Frisbee golf at 10, miniature golf at 2 PM, and Logan entered himself in the puzzle competition 4 PM. And there's swimming in between."
"I smell mamma's cinnamon rolls!" Logan declared.
We bounded out of bed and burst out our door into the living room.
"Told you the cinnamon rolls would get them out here. Back in the bathroom you three. Wash your faces and brush your teeth. You didn't get a chance last night falling asleep on the movie like that. Amanda, there's a toothbrush in there for you too."
Mamma was still baking the rolls so we had time.
We had cereal with milk and sliced banana along with giant hot cinnamon rolls dripping with creamy buttercream icing. I'm starting to notice Momma is quite the cook and baker. Over breakfast we learned that Wayland had stopped by the trailer last night to see how we were settling in. They discussed renting out Momma's trailer on a permanent basis, in fact someone was already staying in it. The moms had cleaned it out and he rented it in the evening. Every other rental was full.
They also discussed renting out my trailer and how we could leave personal items in locked drawers. We could even lock the entire Queen bedroom (the moms room) if we wanted. The Camp would clean up after the renters left and launder the sheets and make the beds.
"So what did you guys do yesterday?
Momma told us, "After we talked with Wayland, I showed Mom around and we spent some time in the General Store, then we came back and made dinner."
"Momma made dinner, she didn't want my help," Mom said.
"I like to cook, what can I say? Then after dinner we went down and played Bingo till 9:30.
"What time is dinner tonight?"
"Flyer says 6:30 in the picnic grounds on the other side of the rec center. You guys have a full day today. Are you working on your speech Noah?"
"Do I hafta?"
"Yes, everybody is very proud of you. It doesn't have to be long just make it from the heart. You'll do fine. After your speech, Wayland is going to present you with your Life Member Certificate and you should thank him at that point. Maybe say something clever."
"Like what?"
"Oh, tell everyone you're going to live forever to get full benefit of the membership."
"Ok, I'll work on that too."
We finished breakfast, straightened the bed, grabbed our hats, sun block, and our towels. Amanda took us to the archery range on the outskirts of camp where errant shots going astray would only find a hillside.
We waited in line to be admitted to the range. Logan found one of his friends and waited with him. The boy's mother and little brother had accompanied him to the range and she and the brother came over to us.
"Roger, my son over there next to Logan, said that you're Noah.
"Yes, ma'am, I'm Noah, nice to meet you.
"I just wanted Calvin here, to meet you too."
I squatted down in front of the 5 or 6 year old and shook his hand. "Hi Calvin, it's nice to meet you too."
"Calvin Honey, this is Noah. If you're ever in trouble or scared and can't find us, you find Noah and tell him you need help. You can trust him, he will help you find us."
"Ok," Calvin said. "Are you the one who saved Amanda?"
"Yes that was me."
"Thank you, I like Amanda she's really nice." Amanda blushed.
"She sure is, Calvin."
We were given safety instruction first then matched up with a coach at the firing line. Wanna bet on who gets high score? Amanda asked.
"Sure, what's the bet?"
"Whoever gets high score gets to be on top."
"On top of what? I asked.
I got a look that said how-can-you-ask-such-a-dumb-question.
"Oh! You mean on top when we... Ok, you're on." It was a bet neither of us really cold lose. I had a decision to make, should I beat her so I could be on top, or let her win so she could be on top. I really liked it this morning when she was on top.
As it turns out it wasn't my decision she beat me easily. I hadn't fired a bow in over a year at Boy Scout summer camp and I only hit the target once. Amanda's first shot fell low, she adjusted and hit the target the next 5 straight shots. My score on 6 arrows was 5 points, hers was 32.
"Wow, you're good. How'd you do that?"
"I'm here every weekend, and all summer, remember?"
We shot another couple rounds, my score improved but only got up as high as 25. I now understand why my scoutmaster dissuaded me from attempting Archery Merit Badge when I was 13. Our time here was up and we moved on to the Frisbee Golf course, but not before being approached by more well-wishers and parents with their own versions of Calvin. Every time I was introduced to a small child I always tried to get at their level to greet them.
Finally after about the 25th time, I couldn't get up. My leg wouldn't push me to my feet anymore. From that point on, I would ask first, then pick the child up to say hello.
None of us were very good at Frisbee Golf and it may have something to do with the fact that we didn't really know the rules. We made up our own as we moved through the course, trying not to hold up anyone else. We had fun anyway and finished up just in time to head back to the trailer for lunch. We passed the rec center and there was a big Party Supply truck parked out behind in the picnic area. Amanda drove over that way to see what was going on.
Workers were setting up tables and chairs in an area, that by dinner time would be completely shaded. We got on the road and made for the trailer, we actually passed mom and momma walking back from their morning activities, mom was carrying her camera bag.
We all pitched in making sandwiches for lunch with potato salad, chips and watermelon for dessert. "What was in the camera bag this morning, Mom?" I asked.
"My camera."
This camera is one of mom's pride and joy items, it along with the extra lenses and accessories were well over $1,500 and she had saved up for a really long time to buy it on Black Friday last year.
"I thought photography wasn't allowed in camp."
"It usually isn't, but I thought you might like a digital album like Grandpa & Grandma Doyle's. So I discussed it with Wayland and he gave me special permission for this weekend as long as I follow specific rules."
"What kind of rules?"
"All subjects must be family, anyone else must sign my notebook giving me permission to take their picture. Except for you Amanda, your Grandpa already signed giving me permission to take your picture.
"I have to be very careful that no one is in the backgrounds of my shots. If there are people they have to be far enough away to be unrecognizable.
"I have to show Wayland and Matilda all the pictures I've taken before we leave Sunday.
After lunch Amanda went through the discard pile of clothes in the living room. She pulled out some of Samantha's jewelry and other things like a brand new hair brush and a couple stuffed animals. After digging through it, she said, "You should have a yard sale. Did you see the tags in these clothes? Kate Spade, Helmut Lang, Joules, Zara, there's even a Michael Kor's dress in here. She held up a Burberry t-shirt, this is a $100 t-shirt! There's a Gucci clutch and I'll bet it's real! While Amanda was digging I saw a shoulder bag. Not a purse, but a bag that would hold bottles of sun block, water, a towel, anything you might need during the day at a nudist resort. "I'll take that bag." It had a tag that said Salvatore Ferragamo.
The pool is open all day and we hadn't been swimming yet, and we had time before our 2 o'clock tee time at the miniature golf course.
"You're going to see us down at the pool, then we're going to play golf with you if that's alright with you?
"Of course it is."
I want to get a couple shots at the puzzle competition at 4 then we're coming back here to cook for the pot-luck.
We'd been at the pool a half hour and saw Mom and Momma coming across the field to the pool, she had her long telephoto on the camera pointed at us and we waved. They came inside the pool enclosure and joined us in the grassy area. A few more families asked mom to take photos of them and momma recorded their emails and photo #s.
We left just before 2 to get to the golf course which wasn't far away, I decided to walk with my moms while Logan and Amanda moved the cart. Walking along between them I thought to myself, this is cool, I have two Moms!
We picked up our equipment and waited our turn. The parent ahead of us asked Mom to take shots of his family as they played through the course. Mom having to take pictures slowed our play and we had to let other groups behind us go ahead of us so we didn't hold up play. Mom actually got better shots of the other family because they were at a distance and didn't see her taking them. They were waiting for us after the 18th hole and signed the book for several images.
We had time before Logan had to be in the rec center for the puzzle competition. The moms wandered over to the playground where mostly the little kids play. They have teeter-totters, swings for toddlers with safety bars, swings for bigger kids that you can jump from, rope climbing sphere, and a sand play area. Mom would find a scene she wanted to shoot, identify the parent of the children in the scene, get their permission, then take pictures, then review the images with the parent.
Amanda and I went to the snack bar and we got a couple Cokes. We casually walked around behind the snack bar where Logan had taken me the other day, and she collected on our bet from the archery range. The bet was high score got to be on top, but she modified it that high score got their choice. "I was on top this morning, I want to be on the bottom. We put down our towels and snuggled up. I started out playing with her clitoris because I know she really likes that, I also sucked on her nipples while I played. I check her vagina for lubrication and found her ready. I had never done this position before but I had seen plenty of porn so I knew what to do. She pulled her knees up over her chest and spread them apart. I kneeled between her feet which were in the air. I leaned in and made one last pass through her vulva with my tongue. I scooted up and leaned my hips forward placing my penis at her vagina. Very slowly I pushed forward, the elasticity of her vagina stretched and eased over my glans. As my corona entered her and the walls of her vagina closed around my shaft, the largest part of my penis was in her. We were kissing with abandon, almost hurriedly. With both hands I massaged her breasts.
Yes, we were in an area where we could easily be found, but I wasn't going to let that influence my feeling for this special girl. I continued pushing forward, my penis sliding along in her juices. I was half way in and I felt her hands on my butt pull me the last two inches. My pubic hairs were crushed between us. My hips took over and I was more like an animal, urgently thrusting, not gently pulling and pushing. I was in heat, I was breeding her. I hated what I was doing. This was Amanda, how could I be so violent with her?
"Fuck me, fuck me harder, ram that dick deep in my cunt," she softly said in my ear. I thrusted as hard and as deep as I could and my balls exploded in a mighty gush of sperm. I pulled back and thrust again as another volley followed the first. "I'm cumming," she cried trying to remain as quiet as possible. I could feel her vagina gripping me tighter and more sperm flowed from my core into hers. One final thrust pushing her up her towel and the last of my seed leapt forth finding just the darkness and warmth of her vagina. It was a crashing orgasm for both of us. I put my arms around her and rolled us to our sides so I wasn't laying on her. Our breathing was fast and hard. We laid there reveling in the bliss of a pair of mighty orgasms. There was nothing either of us could say. Our breathing returned to normal and out heart rates dropped back down. My wilting dick slowly slipped from the warm sleeve of her vagina. We gather ourselves and straightened her hair. Not wanting to come out from where we came in we went the other way and worked out way to the girls shower. We took separate showers to speed things up, just rinsed off really, we didn't wash our hair or anything like that. We dried off quickly and made it to the puzzle competition as they were giving the instructions.
Each competitor in each age group was given the same 250 piece puzzle. Winner is the first to have all the pieces in place. No outside help is allowed winner get 3 CDs, second place 2 CDs, third place 1 CD.
"Competitors ready? Open your puzzle box and go."
We yelled encouragement to Logan as he sorted and placed each piece face up on his card table. He worked the border first then the interior. Mom took close ups of Logan and other parents had her take pictures of their precious little ones. Momma recorded names and emails. Then they disappeared, there was cooking for dinner that needed to be done.
The puzzle competition took an hour and a half for the winner to emerge. Logan came in third. The camp had a large assortment of CDs they used as prizes for the various contests in the rec center. When it was his turn to select, he picked one called Some Nights by the group FUN. I'd never heard of it but the sticker on the cover said they won the Grammy for best new group and Best Album in 2003. We'll see I guess.
We only had another hour before dinner so we headed back to the trailer to see if we could help. Momma had made so much food that even Mom had to help. There was no way the two of them could have carried it all.
We loaded up the back seat of the golf cart for the trip to dinner. Amanda drove slow enough moms and Logan could walk along side. We carried the food in to the area where all the tables had been set. We were directed to the table where Wayland and Matilda, Amanda and her parents, Alex and his parents, and I and my family were to sit. For everyone else, it was sit where you want. And share your food. I think Momma brought enough food for the entire head table. Spread out in front of us was 60 more tables. It was a great pot-luck.
As we waited for things to start Amanda grabbed my hand and pulled me away, we ended up in the rec center office restroom. Amanda had me standing in front of the toilet. She grabbed my dick and started jacking me off. "Why are you doing that?"
"You're going to be standing in front of 400 people, you don't want to get a hard-on do you?"
I stood there and enjoyed the hand-job orgasm. Then we went back outside. Wayland was just getting started. "We have many religions represented here among us, so let's have a moment of silence where we can each give thanks in our own way.
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When most everyone had finished eating Wayland and Matilda stood at the main table. Matilda used the microphone and made general comments about how wonderful it was to see everyone on such a beautiful summer day and some things about tomorrow's schedule.
Wayland took over and called Alex to the center table. Alex made some comments I don't remember as I was trying to remember what I wanted to say when it was my turn. Wayland presented a plaque to him for his lifesaving actions and presented him a check for $1,000.
Finally it was my turn. Wayland call me up and I stood next to him while he introduced me, then he handed me the microphone. I took it and looked out over about 400 people.
You know how they tell speakers who are nervous, to visualize everyone in the audience naked. I didn't have to visualize, everyone in the audience was naked. I forgot how I was going to start, I had a cute joke, but now I can't remember it. I took a deep breath.
"It has been wonderful meeting so many of you today and I would like to thank you again for seeking me out and introducing yourselves and your children to me. I have been personally introduced to over 200 of you today, and had my picture taken with almost that many of you. Please don't be disappointed if I can't remember your name the next time we meet."
OK, that worked, I got some laughter.
"I see my little buddy Calvin right up here. Calvin would you come up here please?" His mom pushed him forward and he ran up to me. I picked him up and held him on my hip. "This is Calvin he's 5. I met Calvin and his mom early this morning. Calvin can you repeat what your mom told you when we met?"
I put the microphone near his mouth, but he didn't say anything, so I prompted him, "What did your mommy say to do if you were scared?"
"Mommy said if I was scared, that I should find you and you'd help me."
"That's right." I set Calvin down so he could go back to his seat, but instead he wrapped both arms around my leg and held tight. Even his mom couldn't coax him to come back to her. I continued with a child attached to my leg.
"Calvin's mom wasn't the only parent to tell their child that or something like it today. The confidence those parents put in me by making those comments humbles me and at the same time scares me a bit. I will make every attempt to live up to those expectations of your trust.
"I don't feel like a hero." I put my hand down on the side of Calvin's head cupping his face, trying to distract him. "I don't even know what a hero is supposed to feel like. I'm sure I only did what any other person would do in a similar situation. I saw something; I knew I could help; and I did. That's what people do. We help each other.
"I'd like to give some of the credit to the Boy Scouts of America where I learned the skills that allowed me to pull Amanda from the pool and breathe for her till help arrived. I would also like to publicly thank fellow Boy Scout Alex Johnson who in turn saved my life. If you have a son or daughter between the ages of 7 and 18, please consider allowing them to join a Cub Pack, Scout Troop or Venture Crew in your area.
"Lastly, I'd like to thank all of you for honoring Alex and I today."
I got a standing ovation as I handed the microphone back to Wayland. I picked Calvin up and delivered him to his mom.
"Everybody in The Camp knows Amanda," who was standing next to him, "she been a fixture here since she was 5. What some of you may not know, is that she is my Granddaughter and I almost lost her." His voice cracked and tears ran from his eyes. He couldn't continue.
Matilda took the microphone and continued, "It gives Wayland and me great pleasure to have Amanda present to our very own hero, Noah Barnes, this certificate of Family Life Membership here at The Camp. Along with this membership, Amanda's Mother and Father presented him with the beautiful 41 foot travel trailer permanently located at Trailer Point.
Amanda presented the framed certificate and we held it together while Mom took more pictures. Matilda handed me the microphone again. "I'd like to thank Amanda and Mr. and Mrs. Ellison for this Life Membership," I looked directly at Amanda and continued, "I plan to live a very long time and have lots of children so I can take full advantage of the privileges that come with a life membership."
All during the presentation, I saw mom had her camera out taking pictures. When it was over I saw her showing the pictures to Calvin's mom and getting her to sign the notebook.
Then it seemed everyone wanted a picture with me or with me and Alex. I've never held so many children in my life. Momma took over the notebook getting signatures and email addresses to matching the photo number assigned by the camera.
Things calmed down after a while and we finally got some time to meet Ananda's parents. Her mom, a life-long naturist was nude, her father wore a white shirt and tie with slacks for the occasion. They did make an interesting couple dressed that way and they both seemed comfortable with the arrangement, either way they were both very nice. Mom recruited a volunteer to use her camera to take pictures of the two families with myself and Amanda in the center.
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We went to bed of our own accord tonight, and we laid there just talking about the day. "You were really good today Noah, you sounded like you were totally prepared.
"I had been planning what I was going to talk about, but not exactly what I was going to say. When I saw all those people, I nearly froze up. I forgot my opening line."
"That was cool when you had Calvin come up." Logan offered.
"Yeah that was totally unplanned, I saw him there with his mom and I remembered what she said to him, I thought I'd share that."
The crowd loved it when he wouldn't go back to his seat, and you handled it so well, you didn't lose your cool."
I almost did! You couldn't see him Amanda, did you see where his face was Logan?"
"Yeah, he almost had your dick in his mouth." Logan replied.
"He almost did one time, he turned his face against my dick, and he licked me. That's when I reached down and held his head. I had to redirect him.
"Oh my God, could you imagine being sucked off by a 5 year-old in front of 400 people?"
"I almost didn't have to imagine it! I was so glad you jacked me off just before dinner, Amanda. If you hadn't done that, I probably would have gotten hard right then."
"I can just see the whole scene, you get hard and let Calvin suck on you, then you get horny and I'm there and you put your dick up my butt. Little children are running around screaming, parents trying to catch them, the place goes wild, and you calmly cum in my butt."
We all laughed at Logan's fantasy. "Is that what you want Logan, for Noah to take you up the butt?" Amanda asked.
"Yeah, one of these days," he answered.
Amanda asked, "What's it like taking it in the butt. Is it anything like taking it in the vagina?
"How would I know, I don't have a vagina and I've only had one penis up my butt. "
"So you haven't ever been in someone's butt?
"No."
"So the only way I'm going to find out is if you put your dick in me." Amanda stated as a matter of fact.
We laid there a moment longer and Amanda said, "Where's the tube of Astroglide."
Logan was quick to jump off the bed and retrieve it from the drawer under the bed on his side. Logan tried giving it to Amanda. "I'm not putting it on myself, one of you do it." Logan remembering how I had prepared myself for our anal encounter opened the tube and squeezed a small amount on two fingers.
"Can you lift your legs for me?" he asked.
She raised up and spread out revealing her cute little puckered hole. He spread the lubricant on it and pressed his two small fingers inside, smearing the walls of her anus. He pulled his fingers out and wiped them on someone's towel. He then handed me the tube.
I squeezed out enough to make a small puddle on the tip of my penis then spread it around. I moved down between Amanda's legs which were still up in the air. I pushed her legs closer to her head raising her anus where I could reach it. I told Logan to put some pillows under her hips. Once she was comfortable I put my slippery glans at the center of where the puckered skin disappeared to a single point.
"Go on, I'm ready," she said with anticipation.
Knowing I wouldn't hurt her based on Grandpa Doyle telling me that I would fit inside Logan's anus. I pressed in. She spread open, but it was different than when her vagina accepted me. I was looking at her eyes the whole time half expecting some direction but only seeing contentment as I entered her rectum. I pulled back before pressing forward again, slowly working my way in a little at a time. Soon my balls were against her buttocks and my stomach would have been against her vulva, except that's where her hands were, one hand at her vagina with two fingers extending inside, the other hand's fingers rubbing her labia and her clitoris.
"So what's the difference?" She asked.
"It's tighter. The anus has two sphincter muscles to control the poop." She exercised those muscles squeezing my penis. "Oh that's so tight." I exclaimed. "How is it for you?"
"It's just not the same. I have nerve endings in my vagina that my butt doesn't. I need to play with myself to get the same level of pleasure. But it doesn't feel bad." This whole time since I reached maximum penetration I had been slowly rocking on my knees sliding in and out of her anus.
"This is really nice for me, I'm going to cum soon." I pushed in all the way and leaned down to kiss her lips. As long as we kissed, I couldn't thrust my hips. I felt the impending orgasm slip away. "Never mind, the tingles went away." We played with each other's tongues a while longer and I sat back upright again able to move my hips, I resumed the gentle fucking motion.
"It was her turn to announce an upcoming orgasm, not necessarily from my efforts, but her own. "I can feel it building, I'm getting my tingles Logan. I drove into her with more determination. If she was about to cum, I wanted to cum with her.
"Get in there Logan and lick my clitoris." Patiently laying there watching me taking her anal cherry, Logan sprang into action. She moved her hand that had been manipulating her vulva, and Logan took over with his tongue. He knew where the clitoris was and ran his tongue along her labia to the folds at the top. He burrowed under them and sought her little bump. His only access her vulva was by straddling her head and nearly laying on her body between her legs, then tilting his head to one side so his mouth could reach her clitoris. His own penis was dangling stiff from between his legs inches from her lips. I know he had already masturbated himself to one orgasm, I heard him moan in ecstasy when it hit. I thrust eagerly into her now and I could feeling my tingles gathering again somewhere beneath my balls. "Suck on it Logan." She demanded. He switched from licking to sucking, his lips working their way between her labia. "Oh yeah, right there, keep it up. Her hips were rising higher trying to get her clitoris deeper into Logan's mouth. He sucked hard and held the suction. She clamped on to Logan's penis and sucked him right back with her own lips. Oh, oh, oh YES, AAAAAHHHHHHHH she screamed even with Logan's little penis in her mouth.
My sperm boiled up within me leaving my testicles and mixing with my other fluids. I could not stop now if I wanted, I pulled away, said "CUMMING" and slammed home, my semen squirting up in endless cavern of her rectum. AAARRRRGGGG GOD! These little fertilizers would not find an egg in there. There was a fresh flow from Amanda's vagina, there was a rivulet of her juices running around my dick down my scrotum and dripping on the towel beneath us.
Logan had collapsed on top of Amanda, having had another dry cum, his penis still in her mouth but he had given up sucking her clitoris, he was just lying there trying to breathe.
I stayed in her not wanting to give up the warmth and comfort of the tight fit around my penis.
"Are you alright?" my mom asked as she came in the room hearing the sounds of three simultaneous orgasms. Seeing our position, she said, "Oh," and turned and walked out, muttering a "Sorry," as she left. I guess maybe it was only two us that had been so vocal. Logan is pretty quiet when he cums.
I rolled Logan off Amanda over on to his back so she could have an easier time breathing. His little cock was still pointing straight up. I let Amanda's legs down and backed away my soft penis only reluctantly leaving her anus and then only because it was physically pulled out. I moved over beside her and rolled to my back as well.
We slept in those positions all night, Amanda and I next to each other on our backs, Logan on his back too but his head was facing the foot of the bed.
I felt wonderful when I woke up. My mind replayed the events of last night, I bounced out of bed and went to the toilet. I came back and the other two were still sound asleep. I look at Amanda lying there so sweet looking. Mom's right she is a beautiful young lady.
I went out to the living room where I heard voices. "Good morning Mothers!" I cheerfully said.
"Good morning Casanova," Momma said in return.
"Who or what is Casanova?"
"Casanova was a man considered to be a romantic and yet a bit of a playboy. I think I blushed at that.
"Oh, you heard us last night?"
"Heard you, everyone on this side of camp may have heard you. I thought something was wrong and came in to check. I left immediately when I saw what was going on." Mom said.
"I'm sorry, I guess we got a little carried away."
"Well, keep the noise down next time."
"I'm sorry, we will I promise."
I went back in the bedroom. They were both still asleep. I laid down next to Amanda and studied her face. Her skin is perfect, there wasn't a wrinkle anywhere on her face, not even around her closed eyes. Her cheeks have very light freckles, so light I never noticed them before but from 4" away you can see them. I lightly kissed her cheek. Her chin has a very slight depression in the middle, not large enough to be called a dimple, just enough to give her chin character. I kissed her chin making sure she didn't flinch. Her nose is her nicest feature, it's thin, pretty small, and the tip turns up just the slightest amount. Her lips are just perfect, smooth and always carry the slightest smile even when she's asleep. I kissed her again gently on her lips. I backed away a few inches so I could see her whole face. She is beautiful.
"You missed my nose."
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you."
"You missed my nose," she said again.
I leaned over and kissed the tip of her nose.
"You can wake me this way every morning."
"We were a little too loud last night."
"So I didn't imagine seeing your mom come in then go right back out?"
"No, she said she came in to check on us. I talked to them this morning, they're not mad, she made me promise to be quieter next time."
She smiled at that, "So there gets to be a next time. That's cool."
Logan was beginning to stir. We both looked over at him and his little dick was sticking straight up. He suddenly jumped out of bad and made a bee-line for the toilet.
"What is it with you boys and your morning erections and having to pee so badly?" Amanda asked.
"According to what I've read, arteries supply blood to the penis but limit how much. When we get erect, the brain sends a signal to the arteries to open completely. The open arteries allow more blood to enter the penis faster than it can leave through the veins. The veins get compressed by the erection, trapping the blood in the penis. Eventually the brain stops sending the signal and the penis go back to normal. At night when we sleep we supposedly get 3 – 5 erections because of our hormones. Waking up with an erection is the last erection of the night. Our full bladders can also press against the nerves encouraging the erections.
"How do you know all this stuff?" Amanda asked.
"I surf the internet a lot and I read about it. I find it interesting."
"I thought all boys just watched porn on the internet so they could masturbate?"
"I've watched some and done that, but so much of it is the same thing over and over that it gets boring to watch. Why would I want to watch some guy's ass moving up and down for 10 minutes then have him roll over and jack off, what guy pulls out just to ejaculate for a camera? That is so fake. I'm not saying it's all that way. . . ."
Logan flushed and came back into the bedroom and jumped on the bed. He dove on to my chest landing on his knees and hands on the bed and out chests together. "Good morning Noah. Would you put your penis in MY butt this morning?"
"I don't think we have time Logan. I saw Momma in the kitchen earlier, I'll bet breakfast is almost ready. How about we do that when we get home?"
"Ok." He jumped up and ran to the kitchen. He came back munching on a piece of bacon. "Breakfast IS ready, Momma sent me to get you."
Over breakfast I brought up the possibility of giving the trailer a name. "You know on Magnum PI the place where he and Higgins live is called `Robins Nest' and how when we're up at the lake in the mountains, and all the cabins have those name plaques on them like `The Hide-a-way' or `Sunset Casa' or `Cougar Den'? I was thinking maybe we should name this place something. How does `Noah's Nest' sound?
"Corny," Logan replied.
I stuck my tongue out at him, "Ok smarty pants, what's your idea?"
He thought for a moment, "Logan's Lair."
"Maybe `Noah's Lair', this is his trailer after all." Momma corrected.
Mom offered, "After last night, we need a sign for your bedroom, `The Passion Pit'." I almost suggested both bedrooms could be called that, but I decided not to push mom.
`Momma's Kitchen', Momma suggested.
"You guys aren't being very helpful," I complained.
We're located at `Trailer Point', Mom pointed out.
The names just started flowing, one name suggesting similar ones; `Camp View', `Camp House', `Camp Villa', `Noah's Camp', `Noah Ranch', `Noah's Arc', Noah Manor', `Barnes Manor', `Casa Barnes', `Casa Noah',
"Wait, what was that last one again?" Momma asked.
Amanda repeated, "Casa Noah" the house of Noah."
"Noah, what did I call you not an hour ago when you came out of the bedroom?
"Casanova." We all immediately heard the similarities of the two names.
"What am I missing?" Logan wanted to know.
"Back in the 1700s, Casanova was known as a bit of a ladies man. And it appears young Noah is becoming a Casanova himself after last night," Mom explained.
I whispered to Logan, "They said we were too loud last night."
"Ohhhhh, ok, now I get it. You and Amanda were pretty loud."
"Now I'm more confused, there are some fun names on the list, let's vote on them and see what happens." We got out some paper and everyone voted. `Camp View', `Trailer Point', and `Noah Ranch', each received one vote. `Casa Noah', got two votes.
"But this place isn't just about me, it's for all of us. Can we pick one without my name in it" We did another round of voting. `Sunset Casa', had one vote `Camp View', had two votes `Trailer Point', had two votes. "Where did Sunset Casa come from, that wasn't even on the list?"
"I just thought of it. We do look west over the meadow." Mom explained.
"Can I change my vote from `Trailer Point' to `Sunset Casa'?" Amanda asked.
OK, Sunset Casa', has TWO votes `Camp View', had two votes `Trailer Point', has ONE vote.
I don't know what to do. I'm not sure we've got THE name yet.
"Casanova Cottage, Momma offered.
"See what I mean, there`s lots of cool names, but nothing like saying `let's go home' or `I'm going home' or `take me home"
Home is . . . well Home! Short and to the point.
We could look up the word `home' and see what it is in other languages, like in Spanish it's `casa'.
The three of us were still at the breakfast table, and Mom came up behind me and wrapped her arms around me. Where are you right this very moment?"
"Trying to eat breakfast."
"But where are we?"
"I get where you're going, we're home because we're together."
"That's right, Honey, so why don't we just call it `Home'. Wherever we are together, that's home to me. And especially now that we've merged families and we did it right here in this home. So when we're here, this is home because this is where we gather together. When we're in town, we're home because that is where we gather together, and this place is just The Camp, till we get here and then it becomes home."
"If my memory of high school Spanish is accurate, I believe La Casa means home or the home" Momma told us.
"I like that one, I was just having trouble calling this home `cause it's not the home where I grew up. But you're right home is being together and La Casa means home. And it's short and to the point."
Mom hugged me tight and kissed me on the cheek. "So that's decided. What do you three have planned for today?"
The guy at miniature golf said we could come back today if we wanted because Sunday isn't busy, so we decided to do that and I actually want to swim some more laps. Those felt good yesterday.
"Ok, meet us at the diner for lunch, then we'll come to La Casa and get ready to go home.
We packed up our water and sun block and stuff in my new shoulder bag, and were off in the golf cart.
"Swimming or Golf?" Our chauffer asked. "Golf," was the unanimous reply. "We can swim later when it's hotter."
By the time we finished the round of miniature golf the pool was sounding better and better. By the time we got there it was 92° (33° C.) and climbing. Alex had some more fun at my expense, he announced that if there was anyone who missed meeting me last at the dinner, I was now available to meet them and their kids at the pool. Some did come up to me to say hi and tell me what a good job I did with my speech.
I swam some laps while Amanda and Logan each met up with their other friends.
While we were swimming Mom & Momma went to the office to show them the photos Mom took. She handed over the SD card from the camera and Matilda put it in the card reader on their computer. It took them an hour to get out of there. Matilda loved Mom's work. There were lots of candid shots especially of us at the archery range and on the Frisbee golf course.
Wayland checked Mom's signature book against a bunch of the pictures making sure authorization had been given. There were only a few that Wayland pointed out that a face could be seen in the background and mom assured him they would be obscured. They copied all the images to their computer just to have them just in case, then copied the pages of her notebook with the names and emails of those pictured.
They were so happy with the pictures they asked mom to bring her camera every time she comes in the future and she could be The Camp's Official Photographer.
We met up at the diner, but since we didn't have clothes with us, we were told that we would have to sit outside on the patio in the heat. We decided that our air conditioned La Casa was a lot more appealing considering the heat.
Amanda and I got back first with the golf cart, so we filled large red plastic cups with ice then filled them with tea for everyone so they could cool off as soon as they arrived, then we got out all the leftovers we might eat for lunch. We nearly cleaned out the refrigerator.
I made a meatloaf sandwich for myself, it's kinda like a cold hamburger, but on purpose, but it tastes different with that sweet ketchupy sauce on the top. Amanda said that looked good, so I made one for her too, that finished the meatloaf.
The rest of them arrived and were glad to have a nice cold cup of ice tea waiting for them.
Over lunch mom told us to figure out what drawers in our room needed to be locked up if we were going to rent the trailer out when we weren't there. We could leave towels and stuff like that unlocked, but should lock up anything personal, "Know what I mean?" I pretty sure she knows about our sex toys.
Logan and I figured we needed to lock 2 drawers in the built-in dresser and one drawer under the bed, since we were going to leave some clothes here on our next trip just in case we wanted to eat inside at the diner or needed jeans and shoes for the horse rides or BMX bikes.
There wasn't much to take home, we packed the dirty linens and remade the bed and selected 4 toys to take home, 2 vibrating dildos, and 2 butt plugs, and these we could leave at home, there were more here.
Mom came in and took pictures of the drawers we wanted to lock, so we could figure out what kinds of locks would work best. "When are we coming back, Mom? I asked.
"If we can find the locks we need, maybe next weekend. Logan, I, and Amanda high-fived at the thought of getting back together next Friday.
"But you'll need to prove you deserved that home repairs merit badge, you're going to install all the locks.
We weren't in any hurry and threw in the pile of clothing from the living room floor in the back of our van and packed up all the leftovers. We left sodas and a few other things since we would be back on Friday.
I had to say goodbye to Amanda, since I couldn't take her home with me. When we were finally ready to go, I rode with Amanda back to the office where we would check out, while the moms and Logan came in the minivan several minutes later.
It was an awkward moment after we parked the golf cart. I didn't know how to say good bye. There was a lot of "um well" and "I guess" till I just decided to kiss her. I felt her hand encompass my soft penis, which didn't stay soft for long.
The golf cart parking spot was behind the office and virtually invisible to the guests who were leaving through the gate. She took my towel and laid it on the ground along with hers, she grabbed my dick again and pulled me to her as she laid back on the towels, spreading her legs and inviting me in.
"Say goodbye to me properly," she almost ordered. I kneeled between her out stretched legs. I leaned over her and kissed her mouth, then her breasts, her belly button got tongued, then her clitoris. It didn't take long and she stiffened in her first orgasm since last night's rather vocal one or two, or maybe it was three.
"I'm ready," she claimed.
One last lick across her vaginal opening and all the way up to the tip of her nose, as my body stretched over her, my penis found her vulva. Using my hand I moved my glans through her seeping juices coating it, adding to the pre-cum I was starting to produce. Now repositioned it slid easily into her vagina and I laid on top for just a moment, not moving fully embedded in her love canal. I raised myself off her chest so she could breathe and began sliding back out and in, making sure I rubbed the front wall of her vagina as much as possible.
"I'm cumming again," she exclaimed quietly, trying not to alert her grandfather she was out behind the office giving me goodbye sex.
I love the feeling of her vaginal secretions flowing over my penis. They again triggered the onset of my own orgasm and I thrust hard up in her, my sperm racing on their journey. We continued kissing for another minute or so, as my penis returned to a more presentable state and pulled out of her of its own accord. I stood and helped her up. We cleaned each other off and dried obvious wet and slickened body parts. We casually walked around the corner of the building and could see our van coming up the road.
They parked and went in the office to check out and clear our account. Amanda and I joined them.
"Can I see the photos Sherri took?" Amanda asked.
Matilda directed her to the office computer, under pictures, then a folder with yesterday's date. I stood over her shoulder and watched as she clicked through the images. I noticed several of me, Amanda and Logan, but very few of either mom.
"You guys didn't spend too much around camp, only two sodas?"
"It's too hard to spend money. I have to remember a number, and everywhere I can, they have to write it in a book. You should have an easier system where each vendor can just scan a wrist strap or a neck fob and it gets automatically transmitted to your main computer."
"Hum, interesting idea." He said.
Momma told him we would be back next week and would be getting the trailer ready for renting.
We finally left around 2 and were home by 2:30. We left the pile of clothes in the van, Momma volunteered to drop them at the consignment store. A month later, we got a check from the store for our take from the pile of clothes, even after the store took their consignment fee we got over $1,000.
When we arrived Grandpa Doyle met us in the driveway wearing his robe like he always did when he visited us. We grabbed what few items we had brought with us and took them inside. I dropped off my bag containing my and Logan's personal stuff in our bedroom. Logan and I dropped our clothes as well. The sheets and towels I took to the laundry. "Come on everyone, I need to show you something, out back," Grandpa called.
He took us out into the back yard where there was evidence that some work had been done while we were gone. "I understand you're moving in permanently with young Noah," he said to Logan.
"Yeah, and Momma's moving in with Mom too."
"Well I think you are going to be just as happy as Noah about what I'm going to show you.
There was a brand new gate in the fence that ran between our house and the Doyle's house and there was a gap in what was dense shrubbery on their side. Mr. Doyle walked to the gate and showed us a box about 3" wide and 4" tall. "If you want to come over, you just press this button." It's an intercom into our kitchen, but it buzzes loud enough for us to hear it outside. He demonstrated how the buzzer worked and we could hear it faintly.
Grandma's voice on the other side called out to us, "Just a minute please."
"You'll either hear a live voice like that, or we might answer you through the intercom, depends where we are. When you hear that response to the buzzer, you have to wait. We also might say, `Come back in 10 minutes or some other amount of time.' Which means just that, come back when we say and try again. Either we will tell you to come in if we're ready for you, or tell you to come back in another 10 minutes, or we may come over to the gate and talk with you in person. When we tell you to come in, you must be nude to use this gate. If you are wearing clothes, use the front door."
He rang the bell again and Grandma replied, "Come on in." Grandpa opened the gate and motioned us through. By now, Mom and Momma had dropped their clothes and went through the gate with us.
"I've lived here over 14 years and never realized they had a swimming pool. And it wasn't one of those small kidney shaped pools so many back yards have, this was a large rectangular pool, large enough for lap swimming or games or just about anything you could want to do in the water except ski. There was even a diving board on the deep end. Grandma explained they didn't use the diving board anymore and there had been no kids to use the pool since their boys went off to college more than 25 years ago.
You boys can bring anyone over here you want as long as everybody follows the rule, No Clothes – Nude Swimming Only.
"What if my Scout patrol wanted to come but not everyone was willing to go nude," I asked.
"Well, I suppose we could make special arrangements for a special occasion like that. Patricia and I could even find clothes to wear for a few hours, but that's only as a last resort."
If for some reason you don't get a reply when you buzz us, wait a minute or two then just come on in, we're probably not home, but only you 4 may come over if we're not here, no friends."
One of the main reasons we're letting you use the pool is your physical therapy Noah, I understand swimming is very good for your leg, so I expect to see you over here every day starting TODAY!
I looked over at Mom and she nodded, I grabbed Logan's hand and ran to the pool jumping in with Logan at my side. It was hotter here than it was at camp and the water felt good. I did some laps and Grandpa swam alongside me till I got tired. Logan tried to keep up but was falling behind so we slowed down so he could swim with us.
That night after going to bed, Logan reminded me of my promise from this morning. We were lying in a spoon position with Logan snuggled up tight against me and was wiggling his butt against me a lot more than normal.
"What wrong Logan, you got restless butt syndrome can't lay still?"
"You promised me this morning that you'd put your penis in me when we got home, but we were too busy then. Are we too busy now?"
"No Logan, we're not too busy. Pass me the Astroglide."
"Here, I already put some in me when you went to pee."
I rolled to my back, squeezed out enough to coat my dick, and slathered it on myself. "You know this might be a little uncomfortable for you, you're anus is going to have to stretch to allow me in."
"I know, some of my friends told me about their first times with their big brothers. They told me to push out when you push in. Just go slow, ok?"
"Yes Logan, I'll go very slowly. I wouldn't ever hurt you, you should know that by now.
"I know, I'm just reminding you.
Logan hadn't moved from his near fetal position at my side and I rolled back my dick now hard and sticking up. I adjusted my location and moved my penis with my hand so that it pressed against his anus, the tip immediately starting to open him as the two slippery surfaces met. I pushed ever so slightly producing just a little pressure. He responded and I felt his rectal muscles pushing back at me, allowing just a bit more of my glans to enter.
We laid there in complete silence, repeating the process, I press in, he pushed back enveloping just a bit more of me each time. I was feeling so horny, the urge to roll over on top of him and push myself all the way in was there, but like many urges it wasn't strong enough for me to act on it, my love for my brother overpowered everything. Like many boys with slender dicks, my glans has the largest diameter right at the corona and I could feel when his anus reached it.
"Just a tiny bit more Logan and I'll be in you. How do you feel?"
"I feel like I love you Noah."
"I know you love me, I love you too. I meant how does your anus feel?"
"My anus feels like it loves you too." And with that, his whole body jerked and pressed down. My penis slid in the last bit and his anus closing around my shaft.
"Start doing that in and out motion you do with your hips."
"You mean like this?" I asked as my pelvis thrusted my dick farther in then pulled back out."
"Yeahhhhh, just like that," he sighed with contentment.
"These are called pelvic thrusts."
"Whatever, just keep doing that."
Each thrust worked my penis deeper and deeper. He now just laid there allowing me to do the work. As I reached full depth, what few hairs I have tickled his butt.
"I can feel you hairs, they tickle."
"Those are my pubic hairs, most people call the pubes.
Speaking of tickles mine were well on their way by now, Logan's anus providing the tightest feeling around my penis I've ever felt. "I'm going to cum soon Logan," I warned him.
"Will I feel it?"
"I don't know, maybe."
My thrusts became a little more urgent as the intense feeling built up, the feeling in my balls building, I was no longer pulling out on my thrusts, only trying to drive myself deeper. I moved my bottom arm under him through his armpit allowing me to wrap both arms around his chest, pulling him to me. The boiling reached critical mass, "I'm cumming Logan. I love you." I kissed his ear then his neck, the only skin parts I could reach, wishing we had used the same position Amanda and I used this morning.
My balls exploded, sending out my sperm surging up through my penis and into my little brother. "I can feel it Noah, your sperm is in me!"
After 5 expulsions of semen, I stopped trying to drive my dick up to his belly button and laid quietly behind him, still clutching him to my chest.
My penis softened but did not pull out, not that I tried to pull out. He was so warm and comfortable to hold this way, I did nothing.
"I need to cum too Noah."
"Ok, I'm going to hold on to you and roll on to my back bringing you up on top. Help me with your legs. I rolled pulling Logan up, he used his legs helping lift his lower torso. My penis stayed inside him, and all the motions made me hard again. He was now laying on top of me, my dick pointing straight up into his butt, and his little 3" dick pointing straight up in the air. I reached around him and held his penis with his favorite over-the-top grip and began to slowly masturbate him with three fingers and my thumb, he began thrusting up into my hand rocking his whole body and masturbating me with his anus at the same time. He stopped and completely froze up, his orgasm had arrived, his muscles were trying to expel what wasn't there. His anal sphincter muscle clamped around my dick like it was trying to squeeze it off. That did it for me, I'm over the edge, and I cummed again.
"I can feel you again, you cummed in my butt!" an excited Logan announced.
The afterglow of our orgasms faded and brought us both back to earth, "I'm going to roll us back on our sides Logan." I rolled and settled us back into our spooning position. Only then did my penis try to hang limply again, but was still encased in Logan's rectum.
A few moments or maybe minutes later, "I love you Noah," was the last thing I remember hearing that night.
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The bed is shaking, I thought to myself as I fought to open my eyes. I saw that it was Logan's elbow which was moving and producing the shaking of the bed, he was masturbating and my dick was still in him, and it was really HARD. The shaking wasn't enough, and I began thrusting into him, that made him stroke himself even harder and faster. He soon had his dry cum and his butt again clamped tightly around my dick bringing me to another orgasm.
But after my normal 4 ejections of semen it didn't stop. It was flowing now. Then I realized what it was, oh god, I'm peeing in his butt. I tried clamping my muscles to stop the flow to no avail. I reached down and clamped off the urethra with my fingers. Fearing that my dick would pull out and that there would be an explosion of urine from Logan's rectum, I told him what happened. "Logan, I didn't just cum in your butt, I peed too, I'm so sorry, it was an accident. I'm going to carry you into our shower I scooted us over to the edge of the bed. With one arm are around his chest and the other just below his tummy I pulled him tightly to my body assuring my dick wouldn't pull out, I swung him around keeping him in front of me as I turned to sit on the edge of the bed. I stood and keeping him clutched to my groin, I carried him to the shower. He was laughing all the way. I had to have him open the door so we could enter.
"Don't pull out yet, finish peeing in me."
"You WANT me to pee in you?"
"It's ok, it's just like an enema, except with warm pee instead of warn water."
I still had to go so I relaxed the muscles holding back my piss and the urine flowed again. His rectum filled and it began leaking out around my dick. It was so hot as it ran down my balls and the insides of both legs. When the stream dried up, I pulled my dick out of his butt, and a small spurt of urine escaped his anus before it closed up. He stood on his own and exited the shower to go sit on the toilet. When he pooped it out it sounded like my mom peeing except occasionally you could hear something solid drop into the bowl.
"Did you just poop more than just the pee?"
"Yeah, I needed to poop. You just made it real easy."
"So what's an enema?"
"Well if you have to ask, you've probably never had one before. Basically, it's what you just did to me, but you use warm slightly soapy water. When we move our stuff from our apartment, the equipment will come then."
"Ok, I'll wait. When are you moving your stuff?"
"Mom said we'd start after she gets home from work and your mom said she'd help when she got home."
We went back in the shower and actually turned the water on and used soap and shampoo, then went out for breakfast.
Mom had printed off pictures of the various drawers and cabinets we wanted to outfit with locks at La Casa and left them on the breakfast table along with her credit card to pay for the stuff and a note telling us that our job today was to ride our bikes to Ace Hardware downtown, and figure out what types of locks or hasps and padlocks we would need to secure all the doors and drawers.
After breakfast I grabbed a daypack and we biked the two miles to Ace hardware. As we walked in, the older gentleman who ran the place called out to us a cheery good morning and "You must be Noah and Logan."
"Yes sir we are."
"You got some pictures for me?" I handed him the stack, "Now tell me the story of your project.
I told him about the trailer and us renting it and needing to lock a few cabinets in the kitchen and some drawers in the bedrooms where we would keep personal items. I showed him each spot in the picture and he mentioned some different ways to lock it up.
He took us around the store and showed us different locks, how they were installed, how some looked better than others, and which worked the best. We ended up with a bunch of locks, and a list of tools needed to install them. I knew we had some at home, but I wasn't sure if we had everything. I paid for everything with Mom's credit card. This was the first time I'd ever used one.
We got home and went to the garage looking for tools. I found the power drill, and the assorted drill bits, the screw drivers, and the adjustable wrench required, I also threw in some pliers and a hammer. I put everything in an old tool box which also had a jar of miscellaneous screws, nuts, bolts and washers, and nails. I think that's everything we need. I put the tool box by the door for easy loading on Friday.
It was time for some lap swimming. Logan and I went to the gate and pressed the buzzer. Grandma's voice came back to us through the speaker which meant she was inside, and she said we could come in. By the time we got to the side of the pool, Grandma was in the doorway wishing us a good morning.
Logan and I dived in and began our laps. I swam slower today so Logan wouldn't fall behind. I mostly used my legs for propulsion, after all, I was here to strengthen the leg that had the surgery.
We swam till my leg started complaining, then waved bye to Grandma in the kitchen window and went home.
Knowing that we were moving Momma and Logan's stuff here later this afternoon, we went in our bedroom and tried to figure out what furniture we wanted to move. We debated whether to bring his twin bed. We're happy to be sleeping together now, but what happens when I'm 17 and he's 13? Would we still want to sleep together? We decided to deal with that problem if it ever came up. We preferred the extra space without another bed. We want his chest of drawers, though with our new found naturist leanings, we're wearing and getting a lot less of our clothes dirty. Maybe we can both go through our drawers and get rid of old stuff then we'll have more storage room in the chest drawers.
Momma always gets home early than Mom and today was the same, we got dressed and rode over to their old apartment only to take everything off again. Good thing Logan and I went commando.
Momma told us the plan for today was all the small stuff, everything that could be put in suitcases or boxes that would fit in either car. I helped Logan in his old room, all the drawers were emptied into a roller bag. For the stuff hanging in the closet, we just folded it in half and put it in a box. We dumped his shoes on top. The upper shelf contained mostly games and some toys, another box held them nicely. We carefully removed a couple posters off the walls to take to our room.
Momma looked in on us and asked what we were going to do about Logan's bed.
"I don't think we want it, it will take too much room," Logan told her.
"Well, how would you like my queen bed? You can replace Noah's full bed you share now with mine. You'll gain some room in bed, but not lose as much floor space as adding a second bed."
"Ok, that's cool, we'll take it, but how are we going to move it?"
"I have a friend with a pickup truck who said she'd help us Wednesday after work with all the furniture. So when you're done in here, work on the hall closet, but only pack the queen sheets including the ones currently on my bed, also pack the towels that are in sets, the nice thick ones.
We were done in Logan's room and moved the boxes near the front door. The closet was easy and one box held everything, we even took the sheets, mattress pad, blankets, and pillows off Momma's bed.
Meanwhile Momma was in the kitchen sorting everything into two piles, things that went to our house and things she wanted up at La Casa.
Mom showed up as soon as she got off work, she must have had a real busy day today (that's sarcasm). She came in with a nearly finished draft of a "Welcome to Our Trailer" letter that she plans to frame and hang in the trailer near the front door. She also had a shopping list of items the trailer needed to have on a permanent basis. Common things really, basic cooking stuff like salt, pepper, oil, flour and sugar, cake mixes, macaroni and cheese, spaghetti, jar spaghetti sauce, peanut butter, dish soap, and coffee filters, and for the refrigerator, ketchup, mustard, pickles, relish, and a variety of sodas. Momma checked her list against what she had already packed and drew a line through most items.
Mom went to Momma's bedroom to pack her stuff while Momma finished in the kitchen.
Since we finished the hall closet, Momma sent us next to the bathroom. We packed more towels and some other interesting things, Logan held up a red rubber bag that had a hose coming out the bottom. "Remember when I mentioned having an enema? This is the equipment Momma used on me." We packed it along with more tampons, sanitary napkins, first aid supplies, cleaning supplies, soap, shampoo, toothpaste, pills, hand lotion, cough syrup, hair spray, and even the plastic cup on the sink and the waste basket.
We went to the kitchen for another assignment, but as we rounded the corner, Logan stopped right in front of me. Our moms were locked in a tight embrace and their lips were kissing passionately, each had a hand between their bodies rubbing on something. We were both stunned for a moment frozen in the entry to the kitchen watching our moms kiss. I gently pulled Logan and we backed out of the kitchen. I turned us around and using Logan's shoulders and steered him to his bedroom and sat him on the edge of his bed.
"What were they doing?"
"I think they're being intimate with each other. They're doing what any other couple does when they want to show their partner how much they love each other."
"You mean like when we kiss?"
"Yes and no. It's a way that two female lovers would show their love for each other."
"So can we get intimate too? I only got to have one orgasm this morning."
I pushed him over on his back and picked up his feet turning him on his bed. He scooted over into the middle and spread his legs wide apart in anticipation, his hand was already stroking his shaft making his little penis fully erect.
I crawled up on the bed and laid between his legs, my face in his crotch. Since his hand already had a hold on his dick, I went for his balls. I licked his scrotum all over them sucked his sack in my mouth, and massaged his balls with my tongue.
I moved my hands under his knees and lifted his legs, I nearly folded him in half as I pushed his knees near his shoulders. His anus was now right where I wanted it. I pulled away from his balls letting them pop from my lips. My tongue worked its way down from his nuts across the perineum and circled his hole. I could taste his sweat from the morning's work that had run down his crack. My tongue licked across his anus and circled it again. I centered it, and wiggled just the tip working his anus open and my tongue inside. I could feel him tightening up, then his anal sphincters clamped around my tongue. His body shivered as his orgasm crashed over him, dry as usual, but nonetheless, a satisfying orgasm.
He always recovers quickly from these dry orgasms and asked to trade places. I let him up and I moved into his place. My head on his pillow, which we forgot to pack, my legs spread the width of his bed, with my 4 ½" erection sticking up. He settled on the bed between my legs and licked my balls. He was doing to me what I had done to him, the only difference was I wasn't jacking off. If I did, this would be over in moments and I wanted it to last. He took one ball at a time in his mouth and swirled it around before switching to the other one. He put his hands under my legs and tried to lift, then asked for help, "Could you pull your legs back please?"
I helped him out and brought them to my chest. His tongue moved to my anus and circled it several times, then poked its way in. My dick was throbbing and he was pushing me over the edge, "I'm going to cum soon, Logan."
"Let your legs back down." I released them and lowered them back on to the bed. Logan wiggled up a couple inches and took my penis in his mouth and sucked and bobbed up and down. The boiling inside me crested, "I'm cumming," and my climax released my semen in his mouth. He ran his thumbs up my urethra to get every drop.
"Can you pull your legs back up?" I pulled them back to my shoulders and Logan went back to work on my anus with his tongue. He worked up some spit and pushed it in my butt. He got to his knees and crawled up to me till his still hard dick was pressing at my hole. He pushed forward and I pulled my cheeks apart assuring him a smooth entry. I felt him slide inside me. Standing on his knees, he began thrusting into me. "I love you Noah," he said looking down into my face.
"I love you very much too, brother."
I could see his orgasm approaching. As he tensed up, his back arched and he pounded himself into me. He threw his head back, "Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh." Oh yeah, the moms heard that!"
I let my legs go and he fell forward on to my chest. I rolled him over to his back and on to the bed beside me. We just laid there and I noticed there weren't any sounds coming from the kitchen. A couple minutes later and Mom came in. I noticed she came from the other bedroom, which means she had walked past our open door while we were somehow, involved. She came over to the bed and sat on the edge. "How are you boys doing? Got everything all packed?"
"This room is done, the hall closet, and the bathroom," I replied.
"That's great, how about you two get dressed and start putting boxes in the car? We'll get out of here, get some dinner and go home."
"Ok, Mom." She turned to leave, "Hey Mom?"
"Yes, honey?"
When we were packing the bathroom, we found more tampons and sanitary napkins, like the ones we found in La Casa. What are they?"
"Oh, those? Let me go get one of each, I'll show you. Which box are they in?"
"The one in the hall just outside the bathroom."
She disappeared for just a minute and came back with one of each. "You remember the conversation with the two of you and Amanda about a girl's menstrual period?" We both nodded our heads. "Remember day #1 is the day bleeding starts?" Again we nodded our heads. "When the bleeding starts we have to use something catch it, kinda like needing a band aid on a cut. These are the two most common options." Then she held out the napkin. "On normal days, I wear one of these sanitary napkins. Napkins are only worn inside our underpants. This adhesive strip on the underside sticks to the fabric. And the pants hold them in place. They absorb the blood as it leaves the vagina. When the flow is heavier, I use a tampon. If it is really heavy, I use both, but that doesn't happen very often to me. Tampons are inserted inside the vagina where it absorbs the blood flow, but tampons must be changed every 4 to 8 hours so we don't get infections.
She then demonstrated in the air how one is put one in place, then handed it to us so we could see it up close. "The little string hangs out of the vagina so it can be easily removed. See, like this one." She spread her legs and we could see the little string hanging out of her. "I'm currently having my period. I can wear a pad while I'm at work, but when I get home I change to a tampon.
"Nudists don't have much choice, they can't wear pads `cause they don't wear pants. But I did see one girl up at camp wearing panties all last weekend. She was probably wearing a sanitary napkin."
"But what do you do at night?" I asked. "It's more than 4 hours."
"At night I usually wear panties and a pad. They also make a little elastic thing that attaches to a pad and a girl can choose to wear that instead of panties. This is why you might see Amanda wear panties to bed up at The Camp."
"Thanks Mom, we were wondering what those were. You know now that you've told us all this, I'm going to be looking at every girl to see if she has a string hanging out, this whole weekend."
"That's not very polite, and the rules say you can't stare. You may not see any, many girls cut the string or tuck it up inside, so it doesn't show."
"I don't stare. But if you tell someone not to look, they're going to look, you just can't help it."
"At least try not to be too obvious," she admonished.
Logan and I filled the van with boxes. Very little was left except furniture, which, what we were keeping, would be moved by Momma's friend and her pickup on Wednesday.
We stopped at the Sizzler for dinner on the way home, and at home, we unloaded all the boxes into the living room. Logan and I were all sweaty again, and I needed to do my laps, so we went next door to the Doyle's pool. Grandpa was already in the pool, and welcomed us in.
I did my laps and then joined in the fun with Logan and grandpa. We played in the water till after 9 and it was getting hard to see in the dark.
As we walked back inside Momma asked to see us in our bedroom. I thought maybe we'd done something wrong, "What did we do?"
"It's not what you did, it's what you're going to do. Your new bed is only about this much wider than your full bed," she indicated with her hand, "which gives you room for both matching bedside tables if you want them. They'll give you some place to keep your toys and lube handy. Then, over against this wall, you could put the triple dresser and mirror, instead of Logan's old chest, just by sliding your chest 2 feet over. Whaddaya think?"
"I think it's a great idea. You ok with not having your chest over here, Logan?"
"As long as I have a place for my school clothes, my games and toys, I'm happy. I do get half the closet, don't I?"
"I'll throw out clothes to make sure you have at least half, brother."
"Oh, no you won't," Mom interjected, "if you have things you don't wear often, like your suits and dress shirts, you can hang them in the guest room closet if you need extra space."
"My suit? I wear my suit every day!"
"Yeah, yeah, your birthday suit and it looks very good on you."
"Why thank you. Yours and Momma's look very nice too."
"Why, young man, are you flirting with us?"
"No ma'am, just stating the obvious." I turned and headed to the bedroom, "I'm going to bed, anything we need to do tomorrow?"
"No honey, just have fun. But, can I have my credit card back?"
I had to find my shorts as the card was still in the pocket. I took it back to the living room and gave it to Mom, and gave her a kiss goodnight, then gave Momma one too. I laid in bed for a while thinking about Amanda having to wear pads and tampons. I imagined her with just a little string hanging down between her legs.
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I was no longer asleep. I was thinking about Amanda. I wonder what she is doing right now. I'll bet she's naked, but then she's always naked at home. I miss Amanda. Is this what love is like? She smells like cinnamon. My eyes finally opened and I was awake. The smell of cinnamon was much stronger. I took a deep breath, that's Momma's cinnamon rolls, she had baked 4 early this morning before leaving for work. We bolted out of bed for the kitchen. They were still warm, add a glass of juice and some chocolate milk, and we called it breakfast.
We went next door to go swimming. I did my laps then joined Logan in just messing around in the water. We got out and after placing our towels on the chairs, we stretched out on two of the Adirondack loungers. We didn't realize how much time had passed, till Grandma brought out a tray with ice tea, sandwiches, and a big bag of chips. She had us come to the patio table and had lunch with us. Grandpa joined us as we were sitting down.
"How come I never see any other kids coming over to play at your house? When my boys were your age there were always other boys hanging around, when they got a little older, even girls started hanging out here."
"You mean their friends were nude too?"
"Yes, some of their friends grew up with them and swam with them since they were little. Others friends came along later."
"How did your sons convince them to swim naked?"
"Ah, that was a bit of a trick we played on them. They didn't invite friends over to swim naked. They invited them to come over to play. Their father and I would disappear for a while, and the boys greeted their friends wearing clothes. They'd play for a while then go out back and discover the pool. The boys would ask if they wanted to go swimming. The answer was usually `yes, but we don't have suits'. Mike and Ron would then take their clothes off, say neither do we! And they'd jump in. Their friends invariably would follow their lead. They would then tell the friends they were naturists and didn't normally wear clothes swimming or even around the house.
"After a while and everyone was in the water, Frank and I would go out. The boys would further explain that we were all naturists and told them about The Camp. Many of their friends have been to The Camp with us on weekends. After their first time, when they came back, and most did, they took off their clothes at the front door and played with the boys naked till they went home, even if they didn't go swimming that day."
"Did you ever have a problem with their parents complaining?" Logan asked.
"Not really, on rare occasions a parent would. That usually resulted in the child not being allowed to come back, but they usually did anyway. They just didn't tell their parents they were here."
"And how about after swimming, how did they convince them to stay naked after going inside?"
"It's called setting the example. We they got out of the water, and were coming inside, they just picked up their clothes and carried them inside. Their friends would usually follow along. Once inside they showed their friends where to hang their clothes by the front door. Sometimes, the friend would get dressed, but the boys stayed naked. Eventually the friend would take everything off or if they were bashful, they might leave their underpants on. But no one said anything to them, just like up at camp, clothing optional. It sometimes took a couple visits before some would go completely naked inside, but they always did eventually.
"All of Mike and Ron's best friends would come over and stay naked the whole time they were here. They had other friends too, they just didn't come over. They'd meet at the park or at the school, then go their separate ways."
"But didn't the fact that they were naturists spread around school?"
"Of course it did. There's an old saying, `If two people know a secret, it's not a secret.' What grade are you in this fall Noah?"
"Going into 9th."
"Oh, high school then. Tell me how you're going to explain that beautiful bronze tan with no tan lines, to your class mates in the gym showers."
"Oh, I never thought of that."
"You're going to have one of the best tans at school. If you embrace the fact that you're a naturist and are proud of it, they won't be able to use it against you. If it doesn't embarrass you, those that try to make it will quickly drop it, bullies are looking for something that will upset you. Some will try anyway, that's when you invite them up to The Camp as a visitor, but do it in front of witnesses. A bully won't accept your invitation, but they'll have to shut up about it, especially if they declined in front of their friends."
"I'd love to have some of my friends over, maybe I can get Dave and Carlos to come hang out. I should call them. What about you Logan, any friends you'd like to come over?"
"All my friends live over by my old apartment."
"Aren't there some school friends that live over this way?"
"Probably, but I don't know where or have their numbers."
"Didn't you see a friend at the park last time we biked over there?"
"Yeah, you're right. If we could find him again, I could have him come hang out with us."
"We should go over there after a few more laps.
"Is there anything we can do to help clean up Grandma?"
"No, you boys go play in the water, there's not much here to clean up."
"Thank you for lunch Grandma, and thank you both for the advice.
"You're very welcome boys, if you do get a new friend to come with you, when you buzz, just tell us you have a new friend with you, so we can stay out of the way till you're in the pool.
As we got up from the table I gave grandma and grandpa each a hug and a kiss, Logan gave them one too.
We went back in the pool and I did some more laps. My leg is feeling better every day now that I'm swimming regularly.
After my laps, Logan and I went home, got dressed, and rode our bikes to the park near the school. We rode around a while looking for his friend, then spotted him arriving by himself headed toward the baseball diamond with his glove riding his bike. He entered the park through the same entrance we used, which probably meant he lived in our direction.
We rode to intercept him.
"Hey Jamie!" Logan called out as we got close, "Jamie!" He looked around and saw us riding toward him and changed course to meet us.
"Hi Logan, haven't seen you since school let out."
"Yeah, I know. I didn't have your number or address, so we came looking for you."
"So who's this?" he asked indicating me with a flip of his head.
"Oh, this is Noah, he's my brother." I smiled at that, I like being called brother.
"Hi Jamie," I said.
"Hey," he replied. "I didn't know you had a brother."
"He's new. I just got him Saturday."
"Whaddaya mean? You don't just get a brother that old, they start out as babies."
"I grew up fast?" I offered.
"Our parents moved in together, so now we're brothers. In fact we're still moving in, got more stuff to move tomorrow after Momma gets home with her friend and her truck. But I've already lived there all summer. You want to come over and hang out with us?"
"I don't know. I'm not supposed to go to anyone's house who my mom doesn't know."
"Why don't we go home with you and we can meet her." I suggested.
"She'll still want to meet your mom too."
"That's cool, we can get the first part out of the way, and I can see where you live." Jamie said.
"Ok, follow me."
He led the way to his house which turned out was a block and a half from our house. We ditched our bikes in the front yard and went inside.
"Hey Mom?" Jamie yelled as we entered.
"In the laundry room, dear." She replied.
We went down the stairs into the basement where they had a family room and off to one side were the washer and dryer.
"This is Logan, one of my friends from school. He just moved near us and we ran into each other at the park. Can I go hang out with him at his house?"
"You know my rules about that Jamie. Who's this other young man?"
"Hi, I'm Noah Barnes, Logan's brother, nice to meet you."
"Noah Barnes, that name sounds familiar for some reason."
"He saved a girl's life at camp," Logan offered.
"You're THAT Noah Barnes? You're a hero. You climbed a 10 foot fence, got all cut up, and still saved a girl from drowning. I read about it in the paper. You're famous."
"Yeah, that was me. But it was only an 8 foot fence. I pulled up my right short's leg revealing the still wicked-looking scar. "I'm still working on my recovery. I understand you want to speak to our parents, before Jamie can come over. They are both at work right now, they'll be home this evening, you can call them or I can have them call you."
"I'll call them tonight. Write down your address and phone number here. I wrote our address and gave her Momma's cell number. She looked at the address. "You're right around the corner. I've seen you around the neighborhood, haven't I?"
"Well, around the corner and second house from the other end of the block, and yes, you may have seen me around, I've lived her my whole life."
"So, Logan and his dad just moved in with you and your mom?"
"Not exactly, here's the short version. I was Logan's sitter, our moms met when Nicole wanted me to go to camp with them. At camp, I saved the girl and was in the hospital for 3 weeks then rehab for another week, Logan moved in with me to help out while my mom worked, our parents started spending time together and last Saturday announced they were moving in with us. We're still in the process of moving, we have a truck coming tomorrow to move furniture."
"So Jamie wouldn't be in the way today?"
"No ma'am, the moms gave us the day off. Tomorrow we have to clear out our bedroom for furniture coming from Logan's old apartment in the late afternoon."
"Tell you what. Knowing that Jamie is going to be well supervised by a real hero, he can go with you now, but I'm still going to call tonight. You said you do babysitting too?"
"Thank you, and not really babysitting, I don't do babies, I sit children 5 and up. I like to think of myself as a child supervisor. I'll keep an eye on Jamie today."
"Be home in time for supper Jamie, 6 o'clock."
"Yes, mom."
During our conversation we had sat down in the family room. We got up and headed back upstairs and to our bikes. We rode home, parking the bikes in the garage, and went inside.
Logan took Jamie into our bedroom to show him around. Jamie noticed we only had one bed. "You guys sleep together?"
"Yeah, I started sleeping with him at camp, then in the hospital, now all the time. It's great having a brother."
"I wish I had a brother."
"Hey, if we have a sleep-over, I'll share mine with you."
"Thanks Logan, you sure he'd be ok with that?"
"Yeah, he's really cool, he won't mind.
"Come on, I'll show you the rest of the house." He showed him the guest room, and a quick peek in the moms' room, then the living and dining rooms and finally the kitchen. "Want something to drink?" he asked and he opened the fridge. The each took a soda, "Let's go out back."
That was my que to go with them. We got out near the gate and Jamie noticed it. "Where does that go?" he asked.
"That leads to our neighbor's pool. Hey, you want to go swimming?" We already knew the answer, it was 93° (34° C.) today.
"I would, but I didn't bring my suit, maybe you could loan..."
He stopped mid-sentence, as Logan and I stripped naked in just seconds, we were both going commando. "Neither do we, come on."
Logan buzzed the intercom. "Hi, it's Logan and Noah and a new friend."
"Go on in boys, the water's fine."
Logan opened the gate and stepped through with me right behind. Jamie hesitated, then stepped forward. "You need to leave your clothes in our yard, those are the pool rules, no clothing allowed. I stepped further into the yard leaving him alone in our yard. It only took seconds, and he was stripping off his shirt and pants, shoes and socks, and lastly, his underwear. He followed us into the yard.
"We'll leave the gate open so Momma will know we're over here when she gets home, Logan said.
We went over to the pool and dove in. Jamie followed along.
"This is cool, I've never swam naked before. It really feels cool how the water moves over, you know, your thing," Jamie said
"You mean your penis? It's ok to say the word penis. That is what it is called," I told him.
"Yeah, it feels cool how the water moves over your penis."
You think that's cool, come over here. Jamie swam over to where Logan was hanging on the side of the pool. "Hold on to the edge. Now move over here." Logan moved away so Jamie could take his place.
When the jet of water coming back from the pool filter hit Jamie directly in the penis, he sucked in a lungful of air. "Oh my God, that's awesome. His dick, the same size as Logan's instantly hardened into a spike pointing straight out. I swam up next to him, knowing what was next. "Oh, I need to pee."
"No, that's not pee Jamie. Relax and just enjoy the feeling." He stayed put the water continuing to pummel his dick.
"Ooooh, that feels good." His whole body tightened up. "Aaaaaaahhhhhh," he exclaimed as his orgasm enveloped him. He relaxed and slowly moved away. I pulled him into the shallow water. "I'm sorry I peed. I've never felt anything like it before."
"You didn't pee, you had an orgasm. You've never had a feeling like that before? So that was really your first orgasm?"
"Yeah, but I don't want it to be my last, that was cool. What did you call it?"
"It's called an orgasm. More specifically, you had a dry orgasm. When you get older and start going through puberty, you'll start making sperm, and then sperm squirts out with an orgasm."
"You're older, do you squirt sperm when you orgasm?"
"Yeah, I'll show you some time."
Looks like Logan and I have another student.
"Logan and I are naturists, also called nudists. We spend most of our time inside our house, nude. We also go to a camp where everyone is nude all the time."
"Are there girls there?
"Girls and women, men and boys, as long as they're out of diapers, they go around camp naked."
"You've seen girls naked?"
"Yes, lots of them, even my moms are naturists."
"Oh my God, you cannot tell my mother, she'd have a cow."
Her timing was perfect. Grandma appeared on the patio with a plate of cookies, and Grandpa had three glasses of milk. "Cookies and milk boys?" she called. Logan and I scrambled for the exit and ran up to the patio, Jamie was a bit hesitant again. Come on Jamie, they don't bite. He walked slowly up to the patio holding his hands in front of his privates.
"Are you going to introduce us?" Grandma asked.
"Grandma and Grandpa, this is Logan's friend from school, Jamie. He lives just around the corner on 8th Street."
"Welcome to our home Jamie, and to our pool. We're glad to see you. Our pool hasn't been getting enough use since our own children grew up and moved away."
Jamie was staring at both of them. I poked him and said, "You're staring."
"I can't help it, I've never seen an adult naked before. I'm sorry."
"Don't be sorry Jamie. Your reaction is very normal for a boy your age. Even though staring isn't polite, you stare all you want this time. Next time you won't have to stare, because you'll have seen it before.
"You left the gate open, did you do that on purpose?"
"Yeah, so that when Momma gets home, she'll know we're over here."
"Oh, ok, good thinking."
"Jamie, you look like you have questions. Go ahead and ask. They say the only dumb question is the one that isn't asked."
"Grandpa, your penis is so big. Are all men as big as you?"
"Everyone is different Jamie," he answered, "I'm considered average in size. Some men have a penis almost twice my size and some have smaller penises than me."
"You have a question for me too don't you," Grandma stated.
"Yes... Why do your breasts hang down like that?"
"Wait till you see my Momma's" Logan whispered.
"I'm over 70 years old. As a woman gets older, the ligaments that make up the breast tissue stretch and lose elasticity, and the fatty tissue just goes away. Gravity doesn't help either, just keeps pulling them down, any other questions?"
"Can I have another cookie?" She pushed the plate over to him.
"Grandma, what time is it?" I asked.
"It's about quarter past 3," she said.
"Thanks." Momma would be home in 15 minutes or so."
"Ready to get back in the water?" Logan asked.
"I am," Jamie replied. And we took off for the pool, this time Jamie wasn't trying to hide behind his hands, but there was one more test which would be shortly after Momma gets home.
Jamie and Logan picked up pool noodles on their way and the attack was on. It was, of course, two against one, with me being their target. I lured them into deeper water then I would dive under them and grab a foot pulling them under. They would squeal and try that much harder to hit me with the foam tubes.
Before we knew it there was a "Helllloooo" from the gate. Momma was home and had taken the time to remove her clothing before following us into the Doyle's back yard.
The look on Jamie's face was priceless. Shock and awe. Momma's boobs aren't huge, but they are bigger than the average set of boobs, and this was the first well-defined set Jamie had ever seen. He was staring again, and his mouth hung open.
"So who is this young man?" Momma inquired, ignoring his obviously flustered state.
Logan had gotten out of the pool to greet his mother ran to her and wrapped his arms around her butt. She leaned down and kissed him. "This is Jamie, he in my class at school. We just found out he lives around the corner on 8th Street. We met his mom today, and she said he could come over since Noah was here, but she still wants to talk with you, she usually doesn't allow him to go to people's houses when she doesn't know the parents, so she going to call tonight, he's supposed to be home by 6 but can he stay for dinner? Can he? Please?"
"We'll see honey." She walked to the side of the pool and said, "Hello Jamie, I'm Logan's mom. They call me Momma, you can call me that too, or you can call me Nicole, whichever you prefer." He finally closed his mouth. "I'm guessing this is your first time around naked people?"
"Uh, yes... Momma, it is."
"Are you doing ok?"
"It's a lot to get used to. I'm sorry I was staring, Grandpa told me that wasn't polite."
"It's ok Jamie, I'm used to it. Grown men stare at me even with my clothes on. I have larger than normal breasts and I know it."
"Want me to call your mom and see if you can stay for dinner?"
"She was going to call you later, but you can call her now, her cell number is 666-867-5309."
Momma left repeating the number to herself as she walked back to the house.
I hadn't swum my afternoon laps and began them by only using kicking to propel myself through the water.
Maybe 30 minutes later, Momma returned with Jamie's mom. They came through the gate fully clothed. "I had to see this for myself. Are you having fun Jamie?"
"Yeah, I'm having a blast. It's really cool swimming naked, the way the water moves over your penis, it feels really nice."
His mom just nodded and said to Momma, "That's the first time I've ever heard him say the word penis on his own."
I got out of the pool and went over to talk with them. "I'm afraid that's my fault. He was using the word `thing' and I told him it was ok to use the proper term penis."
"Of course you are correct, Noah. I've been trying to get him to use proper names for body parts, I wish I had never used baby terms around him. You keep it up Noah, make him use the real names."
"I will ma'am, I promise."
"But you're not going to call me ma'am, call me Heather."
"I promise Heather."
"Hey Mrs. Webb? Can Jamie spend the night?" Logan asked.
"Don't you have work to do tomorrow?"
"All we have to do is take the furniture out of the bedroom. We'll have that done right after breakfast," I told her.
"OK, he can stay, but send him home when you leave to go get the new furniture."
"Ok," we all simultaneously.
Momma and Heather went back through the fence.
Grandma and Grandpa came out of the house and asked who that was. Jamie replied, "That was my mom, Heather."
"And she's ok with you swimming naked?"
"Yeah, and I'm spending the night too! I'll be naked till tomorrow afternoon." He and Logan high fived.
We stayed in the pool till Mom came home which was later than usual. We had to go home dripping wet because we forgot our towels.
The reason Mom was late, was that she went shopping on her way home. She explained that La Casa needed table service for 8 since we were renting it out with sleeping for 8, there ought to be enough table service for at least 8 and extras of some things. Much of what was needed was coming from Momma's kitchen, but even she didn't have service for 8, so she stopped a K-mart and bought a 32-piece service for 8. She also stopped at the Dollar store and bought 20 toothbrushes, several tubes of tooth paste, and lots of little items La Casa needed or she wanted it to have available that our renters may appreciate having, if they forgot their own.
Jamie got to eat his first meal naked with us that evening and watch his first movie naked. After the movie was bedtime. On our way to bed, Logan told Noah, "I promised Jamie that I would share you with him."
"How's that going to work?"
"That means you get to sleep in the middle." Then he whispered, "And we both get to play with your dick."
I was curious how that was going to work, I've never had three people in my bed before. But we all fit. It was a tight fit, and we were all touching each other, but we fit. But they both fell asleep almost immediately and I was not far behind, I said good night to Amanda first, then followed them to sleep.
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