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This is Part 4 of 14 Parts, Chapters 16 through 19 they contain 17,768 words or about 35 pages out of a total of 262,726 words in the complete story.
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I had to pee about 5:30 in the morning and trying to get out of bed with two 10-year-olds laying on me made it difficult, but I made it. Getting back in bed was almost as hard, but I found out they are really sound sleepers and I was able to roll them away from me while I got in, then roll them back without waking them.
Having my little brother and his friend sleeping on either side of me gave me stereo breathing which put me back to sleep.
We woke up after our moms had left for work so there is no pressure to get up early. I laid there waiting for the two little ones to awaken. Jamie woke up first and said good morning and did one of those full body stretches as he did, I could feel his hard little dick rub up against my leg. He rolled on to his back but had to scoot right up next to me to keep from falling off the bed.
I put my hand over his penis and just laid it there to see what reaction I would get. He actually started pushing his dick up against my hand, so I grabbed his penis the way Logan likes, and started masturbating him. Not hard, just enough wrist movement to move his skin the length of his little shaft. He looked over at me and just stared into my eyes with a grin on his face showing he liked what was happening.
Logan woke and said, "You can do that to me too," as he rolled to his back. I reached my other hand over to his penis and stroked him in unison with Jamie. There's a first for me, jerking off two boys at the same time. Both boys had really hard dicks and both were beginning to respond to my manipulations. They were starting to wiggle their butts around and then started pushing their penises up at my hands. I sped up my stroking.
"Oh, that feels really good Noah, keep doing that. What do you call this?
"It's called masturbating. You'll get those really good feelings like you got yesterday in the pool, real soon. I can tell by the way your body is reacting."
"Oh, it's like I'm gonna pee."
"Don't worry, you're not going to."
He pushed his dick up as far as he could and froze there, then quivered for a few seconds then collapsed back on the bed releasing all the air in his lungs. I stopped stroking him and concentrated on Logan. He soon got his tingles too.
"Now I do hav'ta pee, Logan said as he jumped out of bed heading for the toilet. Jamie went with him. I could hear one stream of pee hitting the water, then a second joining in. The sounds died out and I could hear whispering. They slowly came back toward the bed. "Jamie wants to see you squirt sperm."
"Well, I'm going to lay here and you guys do whatever you want."
"Anything?"
"Anything that doesn't hurt me."
They jumped up on the bed and pulled the sheet off revealing my erection laying on my abdomen. "Now all we gotta do is masturbate him, like this." Logan wrapped his hand around my penis and slowly stroked up and down my shaft, pulling the skin up and down my penis along with his hand. "Here, now you try it."
Logan removed his hand and Jamie tentatively touched me. He ran his hand from my glans to my balls like you would pet a cat. "It's so soft and silky. Are they all like this when they're hard?"
"Every penis I've ever seen is pretty much like that, just different sizes. Logan replied.
Jamie wrapped his fingers over the side of my penis and put his thumb under it. He held it lightly and moved his hand up and down.
"You need to hold it more firmly so the skin moves with your hand." He tightened his grip and now the outer skin of my penis moved with his hand.
"That's perfect Jamie that feels really good." I told him. After a couple minutes I asked his to speed up, he doubled his pace. "Oh that's better," I said as my hips thrust up into his fist. "Oh, that's feels so good. I felt the internal boiling below my balls that marked the beginning of my orgasm. "I'm gonna cum soon, Jamie keep it up."
"That means he gonna squirt soon, when he ready, get down close so you can see it when it comes out."
"Ohhhh, real soon Jamie."
"Get down there Jamie he almost ready!" Logan encouraged.
He leaned over me, intently watching his hand travel up and down my shaft, his mouth slightly opened in wonder at what he was about to see.
"Almost there . . . . . . I'm cumming!" I yelled as my muscles contracted and push my semen up through my urethra. My first volley hit him squarely between his open lips disappearing in his mouth. In his surprise he let go of my penis and sat back on his heels. Logan took over for him and he watched in amazement as my next two squirts of semen went up in the air about 10 inches then landed on my chest. Logan leaned over and took my penis in his mouth to catch the 4th squirt and the dribbles that followed.
Jamie just sat there as if in shock, his mouth was still open and trail of my semen had left a line of cum trailing down his chin. I reached up and raised his lower jaw closing his mouth. I saw his mouth move about as he tasted the gooey substance, then saw his Adam's apple move up and down as he swallowed.
"That was COOL!" Jamie exclaimed.
"I'm sorry Jamie, I didn't mean for him to squirt in your mouth. I thought it would be funny to get some on your face." Logan told him.
"That's ok Logan, does it always do that? I mean squirt up so high?"
"Yeah, every boy I've seen cum squirted like that."
"Did you really put his penis in your mouth?"
"Sure did. Normally I would have done it sooner, but you wanted to see him squirt, so I waited for the last squirt so you could see a couple of them launch."
"That was so cool," he said again.
I continued to just lay there, my dick had gone flaccid and retracted to its normal length.
"Do we have to clean him up or what?" asked Jamie pointing to the pools of cum on my chest.
"You take one and I'll take the other." Logan replied as he leaned down and slurped up my semen. Jamie just watched. "Don't you want your half? Logan asked.
"Yeah, I was just waiting my turn." Logan leaned back and Jamie leaned in, just licking at first but that wouldn't pick up the thick semen.
"You'll have to suck it up to get it all, I told him. Then using his tongue like a straw, he sucked up the last of it.
"Are we allowed to ask you to do things?"
"You can ask, but I reserve the right to refuse to do it."
"Will you rim Jamie?"
"I can do that. Jamie, come kneel on either side of my chest, facing my feet. His feet were over my shoulders and I moved so my shoulders and arms were over his legs. "Ok, scoot back Jamie." When his heels were even with my ears I told him to sit back. His perineum landed perfectly on my chin, his little ball sack just below my chin. His anus was right over my mouth. I felt the coldness of Astroglide being applied to my glans and I returned to being fully erect. Then Logan straddled me facing Jamie. With my penis pointing straight up, Logan slowly settled on the tip of my penis.
"Are you putting his penis up your butt?" Jamie asked.
"You bet, best feeling ever." I felt the pressure on me increase as he allowed his weight to drive my penis up his rectum. As his anus parted, allowing me in, I licked Jamie's anus.
"Oh my God, he's licking my butthole!" Jamie exclaimed.
"That's called rimming Jamie, wait till he sticks his tongue inside it."
Logan's butthole fully enveloped my glans and I thrusted up in him about half way. Logan reached back with both hands and pulled his cheeks apart and slid the rest of the way down my shaft.
I was circling Jamie's anus now and he couldn't sit still. I licked across his hole again then centered the tip of my tongue in his rear opening. I wiggled my tongue and it slipped in him.
"Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God," he exclaimed, his head arched back and he sat up straight, his 2nd orgasm of the young morning coursing through his inexperienced body. While Logan was leaning forward then back raising and lowering his butthole up and down my penis. Logan and Jamie were holding on to each other for support as Logan's 2nd orgasm made his hole clamp around my dick making me cum for my second time too. All activity stopped and was replaced with heavy breathing.
"Jamie, get up and turn around. Sit on my chest with your legs on either side of my head." He struggled to his knees and turned around sitting back down as I requested. I reached behind him and pulled his still hard little dick up my chest to my mouth sucking him in and circling his glans with my tongue. I sucked hard, as if I was going to suck the sperm from his balls, if he had any. I stopped sucking on him just long enough to get my finger wet with saliva. I reached behind him and found his butthole again, this time with my finger which I worked inside him, not knowing where his magic spot was. I worked my lips up and down his little shaft then sucked some more. His body became rigid again and his 3rd orgasm crash over him.
Logan was still sitting on me, content with my soft dick inside his rectum. I looked over at my clock. "Hey guys, its 9:30 already, you let me up and I'll go make breakfast and you two can play a while longer.
"Ok, I know I'm hungry, can we have pancakes for breakfast?" Logan asked.
"Yeah, I make great pancakes. You'll have to get off of me Logan." He bounced up and down on me a couple times and my penis swelled up again inside him. Jamie got off me and kneeled beside us. I sat up and pushed Logan to his back while I rolled forward to my knees. Now below me I fucked Logan's butt while holding his legs up in the air. Logan had another orgasm from my dick plowing into his magic spot, and when his butthole clamped on my dick I cummed again too. This time I pulled out of him and got up, going to the bathroom to pee. Then to the kitchen to make pancakes. I could hear them talking and making noise, so I would tip toe back down the hallway and look in the door. First time Jamie was lying face down and Logan was pumping his dick up his hole. I went back to the kitchen, and continued to listen while making breakfast. I heard Logan cum again for the 4th time. I gave them a minute then peeked again, this time they had traded places and Jamie was fucking Logan's ass.
I finished cooking the last pancake and listened for Jamie to have his dry orgasm.
"Oh my God," echoed down the hallway marking Jamie's 4th orgasm of the morning. I gave them a minute and went to get them. Jamie had laid out on Logan's back and they were both asleep. I think Jamie may have still been in Logan's butt. I woke them and made them come to breakfast.
Sleepy at first, but by the time they reached the kitchen they were fully awake and hungry. We finished up breakfast and went next door so I could do my morning laps. No time to play around, we have a bedroom to clean out.
We buzzed the gate and received permission to enter. I went right to the pool and started my laps, Logan and Jamie stopped on the patio to say good morning to Grandpa. "So how's cleaning out the bedroom going," Grandpa asked them.
"Oh, we really haven't started yet, we just finished breakfast."
"Oh, having a little bedroom fun this morning I see."
"Wait, how could you tell? Logan asked.
"Your penises are both a little red and are still puffy looking." They both looked down at their dick and saw it too, but hadn't noticed it before. "Don't worry, that will disappear in an hour or so.
"Yeah, we got to show Jamie a few fun things today. He'd never had an orgasm before yesterday."
"Well it looks like you took care of that this morning. How many times? Three?"
"Four," Logan said smiling. Of course Jamie was smiling too."
"We can't stay long, Noah needs to do his laps then we need to get busy in the bedroom."
"Ok, if you need any help, you know where to find me."
"Thanks Grandpa," they both said and ran for the pool.
I was using a kick board today, holding on and just using my legs for propulsion. I swam 15 minutes and my leg didn't hurt and wasn't tired at all so I kept going. I was able to go 30 minutes and still felt fine. "Come on guys, time to go to work." We got out and dripped all the way home, we were developing a habit of forgetting our towels.
Back in the bedroom, we surveyed the work ahead of us. We stripped the sheets and pillow cases off the bed and put them and the mattress pad in the washer. Next we needed to take the mattress and box springs out to the driveway where Ginger, Momma's friend would pick them up and take them to the Salvation Army donation center, before heading to Logan's apartment to pick up the new stuff.
Having two little brothers "kinda" helped. I picked up one end and they struggled together to lift the other. We got the mattress to the front door, then decided we needed clothes to go outside. So we put just our shorts on, and wrestled the mattress outside. The box spring was easier, not nearly as heavy. The bed rails were supposedly just inserted in the slots and they drop down over metal pins. Well they were stuck, no amount of lifting or pulling would budge them. So we turned the whole bed over and with a hammer, I pounded them, till they dropped out. We carried the pieces to the driveway.
Last piece was the old nightstand. We moved the lamp and took our toys and lubricant to the bathroom. Logan carried the drawer and I carried the rest of it. The room looked empty.
We also need to move the chest of drawers over, but it was too heavy to move full of clothes. We had to remove the drawers, making it light enough to pick up, move it a couple feet, and put the drawers back in. Even with the air conditioning, we had gotten hot and sweaty. "Are you guys hungry enough to eat lunch," I asked.
"Maybe, what are we having?"
I opened the fridge door. "I can make a salad with ham or chicken, or baloney sandwiches, leftover macaroni and cheese, or peanut butter and jelly, or frozen pizza, or I can grill some hamburgers.
"Hamburgers!" It was unanimous burgers it would be.
I got the frozen patties and headed to the grill outside. "You guys get in here and get the buns, cheese and anything else you want on your burger. Dress your buns and bring them out to the patio table.
I got the grill going and the burgers on. They had nearly cleaned out the fridge getting everything you might possibly want on a burger. I put Thousand Island dressing, pickles, lettuce, and cheddar cheese on my bun and took it back outside just in time to turn the burgers.
They both emerged from the kitchen a minute later. "Could you get the bag of different kinds of chips and would you get me a Mountain Dew, please. Logan ran back inside and brought the chips and three Mountain dews and set then around the table. "Burgers are done, get your buns over here." I called.
We ate in relative silence, Jamie was the first to speak, "Thanks for making lunch Noah, you make a good burger."
"Yeah, thanks Noah, it was good," Logan added, "can we go swimming now?"
Yeah sure, go ahead. I'm going to clean up breakfast and lunch first. I took the cooking utensils inside and washed dishes from breakfast and lunch, I didn't want Momma to come home and find her kitchen a mess. I was about a half hour behind them when I went through the gate. Jamie and Logan were both in the water.
I went up to the patio where Grampa was just watching the boys play. I didn't feel like getting in the pool, so I sat at the table with Grandpa.
Grandma brought out some cookies and milk, even brought enough for Grandpa too. Jamie and Logan came running for the treats. "I know you just had lunch, but I thought you could use some dessert"
"Thanks Grandma. Hits the spot." After a couple cookies and a glass of milk, I felt like I should swim some more, so I grabbed a kick-board and did my laps, again just using kicking to propel myself around the pool for 30 minutes without pain or getting tired. Mom gave me a kitchen timer so I would know when 30 minutes was up.
It was almost 3:30 and Momma would be home soon, so we needed to go. We dripped our way home again forgetting our towels yet again.
When we got back to the house I asked Jamie, "So how was your first sleep-over with Logan?"
"Are you kidding? It was fantastic! Having you around is what I thought have a big brother would be like."
"Good, I'm glad you had a good time, you know, we probably did a few things that maybe you shouldn't mention to your mom."
Oh, do ya think? Which things, you masturbating me or me masturbating you? Or you rimming me then giving me a blow job? Or maybe, when Logan butt fucked me or when I butt fucked him. Should I tell her how you fuck Logan?"
"Ok, ok, I'm sorry. I just wanted to be sure you were ok with everything we did together," I told him.
"Don't worry, I'll tell her about playing video games, and watching TV all naked, how we dressed to ride our bikes then took everything off again when we got home. How we cleaned out your room and went swimming. I want to come back, I don't want to be locked in my bedroom for all eternity. This is our secret, I had a great time.
"You need to be going home, where are your clothes?"
"My shorts are on the couch, and I think everything else is in the bedroom." We went back looking for them as Momma and Ginger walked in the front door. Thinking it was only Momma we all went out to say hi. Ginger was a little surprised to see three naked boys.
"See, I told you we were nudists." Momma told her.
Jamie found all his clothes and got dressed. Momma called his mom and told her he was leaving for home in about a minute. She also told her he was welcome to come back any time. We took Jamie to the garage to get his bike then raised the door allowing him to ride out.
When we raised the door we noticed the old stuff was already in Ginger's truck. And it was beautiful a 2017 Chevy Silverado Crew Cab with an 8' Long bed and a 6.7L Diesel engine in bright red.
"Come on Logan, we need to get dressed too."
We found our clothes and got ready to go to the Salvation Army.
The drop-off was only a slight detour on the way to Logan's apartment and it only took a minute to get rid of my old bed.
We got to the apartment and first thing we needed was to disassemble the mirror from the dresser, and the entire bed.
Logan and I took the drawers out of the dresser and took them out to the truck. Ginger and Momma brought out the 3-piece mirror then the dresser itself, putting it straight into the truck then we put the drawers back in. They wedged the mirror wrapped in a blanket, in between the cab and the dresser. Logan and I brought out the nightstands, drawers first then with two of us carrying the stands one at a time. We put them on the tailgate not knowing how Ginger wanted them packed.
Momma and Ginger finished disassembling the bed. Logan and I carried the wood parts and Momma and Ginger carried the mattress and box springs
We took Logan's old bed and chest and set them beside the dumpster in the parking lot. A lot of people did that, new residents could pick up usable furniture for free, and residents moving out could easily get rid of stuff. We brought out the living room furniture to the dumpster, but loaded the TV in the truck.
There was still the dinette table and chairs. "Can we have the table?" I asked.
"Sure, but why do you want it?"
"I don't have enough space on my desk to add Logan's computer, unless you have other plans for it."
"We were going to put it on a small table behind the couch, make it the `family' computer."
"Oh, that's ok. I don't need the table then." We took the table and chairs to the dumpster and noticed the chest had already been claimed.
We went back inside and took one last look around just as Mom arrived. We went room by room, Momma's room – empty; hall closet – empty; Logan's room – empty; living room – empty; dinette – there was a clock on the wall, we put it in a box, dinette – empty; Kitchen – one drawer was still full. You know the drawer, the one that every kitchen has, the one with all the junk that just doesn't go anywhere else. We call it the junk drawer. We dumped it in the same box as the clock. Kitchen – empty.
Momma was standing at the sliding door that opens to the 10 x 10 patio surrounded by a 6 foot fence. There was a patio table and a barbeque out there. "I wish we could take the barbeque up to The Camp, the one up there is a piece of junk."
"Why not Momma?" Logan asked.
"It won't fit in the van or Mom's car either. We'll just leave it for the next renter. They'll appreciate it."
"The camp is that place you told me about?" asked Ginger.
"Yeah," Momma answered.
"About a half hour from here?"
"Yeah."
"You're going up Friday evening?"
"Yeah, late afternoon actually. Sherri takes off work a little early and we're outta here as soon as I can get home from work."
"Well I guess I could maybe take it up for you. I wasn't planning anything too pressing Friday night or Saturday morning. I got some things Saturday afternoon, but I could be back in plenty of time.
"That would be wonderful! Thank you."
We loaded the barbeque with its propane tank in the truck and headed home. We unloaded the truck into the driveway and as smaller things came off, Logan and I carried them inside. We got the bed frame off and took it in and I started assembling it. It went together really easily and we were ready for the box springs.
I picked up one end of the platform, and Logan tried to pick up the other, he was really trying but not accomplishing the task. Ginger rescued him by taking his end. As I slowly walked backwards into the house, Ginger asked, "So what's the whole nudist thing like?
"I enjoy it. I really don't know how to explain it. Freedom maybe?"
"Don't you like run around with a hard-on all day?"
"No, you get used to it pretty quick. Then it's the new normal. I still get erections at random times, but all boys do and nudists know and expect that. At camp we all carry towels with us and when I get an erection, I cover it."
"So when we're done here, are all of you going to take your clothes off?"
"No, when there is a visitor, we conform to their preference. You wouldn't have seen me and Logan naked earlier if we had known you were with Momma. If you stay and take your clothes off, then yes, we all would. Otherwise, we'll wait till you leave.
"How did you learn to be a nudist?"
"Logan took my pants off the first time when I was sitting for him. Then they invited me to The Camp for the weekend. To get ready for that I practiced around the house for the week before, Mom helped a lot with that. Grandpa next door is a nudist too, and he told me how boys handle erections at The Camp.
"How's that?"
"We masturbate a lot."
"I'd like to see that," she said with an evil grin.
"I could arrange that. You know how many nurses saw me naked in the hospital? I had stitches in my penis. Being naked doesn't embarrass me anymore," as I grinned back at her. "You should stay for dinner and practice being a nudist." We set the platform in place and Mom and Momma had caught up to us with the mattress. Logan was behind them with the first drawer from the dresser.
Getting the rest of the dresser in place was the last of the stuff that came inside. We left the grill beside the house `cause it was going back in the truck Friday night.
At last we were done and standing in the living room. "Would you like to stay for dinner? Momma is an excellent cook." Mom offered.
"That would be great, thank you. Noah said I could practice with y'all, to get ready for being up at camp."
"Oh did he now?" Mom replied and she looked over at me. I just shrugged my shoulders.
"Well you don't have to be nude at camp, it is a clothing optional camp."
"Yeah but I'd stick out like a sore thumb. I've always believed if you're going to do something, do it all the way. Anyway, if I do it, I'd get to see Noah naked again."
"Are you flirting with my son," Mom asked in a voice that told everyone she was only kidding.
"He's the one that suggested it in the first place. I think he's the one flirting with me."
She was right. From the first sight of her earlier in the afternoon, I've hoped to see her naked. She has a unique body. Barely taller than me, so maybe 5'1", and very compact. Muscular arms and legs and I'm betting the rest of her is too.
"Momma asked, "Do you need anything else out front?"
"No."
"Then let's go back to the bedroom to undress." Me and Logan went to our room too but were back in like 30 seconds, it doesn't take long to undress when you're only wearing a t-shirt, shorts and tennis shoes and you just drop them on the floor. We picked up our towels too so we could go swimming and so I could hide my next erection from Ginger when it arrived, knowing it soon would.
We waited a minute or so and the three women emerged. Ginger embraced her nudity, she stood in front of us, held out her arms, and turned a complete 360°.
"Whaddaya think?"
This time it was my turn to stare with my mouth open. "You're . . . . You're . . . . Beautiful!"
"Yeah, you're awesome!" offered Logan.
As I suspected her muscles were well defined, even had an abdominal 6-pack. She took a bodybuilder's stance and every muscle rippled. I moved my towel in front of me as I could feel it growing quickly. "Down at the gym, they call me `Fireplug' squatty but hard as iron. Wacha got under that towel, big boy?" she teased.
I deflected, "Want to go swimming with us? I can get you a towel." I started to move past her to where we kept the towels, but she stuck out her hand between me and my towel, grabbing my hard dick. "Don't be embarrassed Noah, I have this effect on most men, even when I'm wearing my workout tights, look at your brother." I glanced back at him and even his little dick was pointing up at about 1 o'clock. She let go and I got her a towel. And we headed for the gate.
"I think I'll go for just a couple minutes just to cool down a bit before starting dinner," Momma said, "Sherri, why don't you come, you're all sweaty too."
"I'll get us some towels," Mom said as the rest of us moved into the back yard.
"Where's the pool?" Ginger asked as we stepped into the back yard.
"It's next door, we gotta go through the gate." Logan buzzed and Grandma yelled back to come in.
We buzzed in and introduced Frank & Patricia as Grandpa and Grandma to Ginger.
Grandpa didn't have the same reaction as Logan and I did to Ginger. I leaned over to Ginger and said, "I guess you don't have the same effect on all men."
She reached behind my towel and squeezed my dick again. "As long as I have that effect on you, my man. I doubt Grandpa can even get it up anymore."
Momma asked, "Are you two flirting with each other?"
"Hey, can't a couple teenagers have a little fun with each other?"
"You're barely a teenager."
"I'm officially a teenager for two more years, but I'll be legal in a few more weeks."
I found my kick-board and got in the water swimming laps by just kicking. Soon all of were in the water. Ginger was throwing Logan, by lifting him and pushing him away with her arms. Logan would laugh and giggle and swim back for another.
"Hey kiddo, you're doing pretty well there," Mom told me. "You remember you have a doctor's appointment Friday morning?"
"Yeah, I remember. You going with me, or can I go by myself?"
Doctor said he would call me during your appointment so I could listen in to what he says. So it's just you and Logan.
"Ok, we'll be there."
Momma didn't stay long and went back to start dinner and Mom soon followed leaving just us and Ginger.
I finished my 30 minutes of laps and sat on the edge. Ginger swam up to me and worked herself between my legs.
"Are you really a teenager?" I asked her.
"Yeah, I'm 17, like I said for a few more weeks."
"How did you get such a killer truck?"
"Well, it's not MY truck. It belongs to my dad's company, He just lets me drive it. Friday, I'm taking a much smaller truck up to camp.
"Do you work for him?"
"Yeah, I'm like his assistant, but I'm also taking classes at the Community College. I want to be a Physical Education teacher."
"I think you have the build for it!"
She didn't have to lean down, she just moved in. She took my penis in her mouth. I scooted closer to the edge so I was easier to reach. She sucked and bobbed, and tried to stick her tongue in my pee slit. She worked on my frenulum with the tip of her tongue. I just leaned back supporting myself with my arms out behind me. I was again in heaven.
Logan noticed and came over and sat down beside me, spreading his legs well apart as well. Ginger didn't take long she was really good or I was really horny, anyway, I was just to the edge of euphoria. "I'm cumming, Ginger!"
She pulled me out of her mouth and put my glans against her lips. I cummed, and my first pulse of semen had to force its way between her lips. She clamped her lips around my pee hole, not allowing my 2nd, 3rd, and 4th spurts of semen to escape. I could feel my urethra bulging with the extra semen trapped inside. She opened her lips, sucking me back in and the semen flowed on to her tongue. I looked up and noticed Grandpa was watching us, not that he could see anything except the back of Ginger's head, but I'm sure he knew that I was getting a blow job.
My head hung back with my eyes closed as the feelings of elation surged through my dick. She bobbed a couple more times squeezing out the last drop. She let me go and raised herself up to my level, just using her arms. "Do I at least get a kiss?"
I opened my eyes and brought my head back up. I leaned forward till her face was right in front of mine, and her breasts were pressing against mine. For my first time, I kissed a nearly grown woman on the lips to whom I was not related. It was a French kiss too, and I could taste my semen.
She stayed up on her arms holding her partially out of the water and looked over at Logan. "Hey little man, you want some too?" He nodded excitedly. She pushed back and fell into the water, then swam up to Logan. "I haven't sucked a dick this size since I was 12," she said as she moved into him taking his dick and balls in her mouth. Logan sat there and squirmed and thrusted his hips at her till he got his tickles and relaxed. "I'd forgotten how cute the little guys are with their dry orgasms." She raised herself up and got a kiss from Logan, then leaned back falling in the water and did the back stroke away from us.
"So what's the difference between a dry orgasm, and one where you ejaculate with the orgasm?" Ginger asked, still slowly back stroking around in front of us.
Being the only one present who has experienced both, I replied, "They're very similar, the buildup is the same, the release is the same, the difference is that there's no feeling of the semen rushing up and out your urethra which is the finish of the whole process. The down side of an ejaculation is that it's hard to go back-to-back, where I've made Logan cum back-to-back-to-back."
We heard Mom calling us in for dinner, so I yelled back that we would be right there. Logan and I were flaccid again, so no evidence to hide. We found our towels and dried off as we walked home. We waved so long to Grandpa.
Ginger got to practice being nude all through dinner, barbequed baked chicken, mac & cheese, and broccoli flowerets (with cheese wiz for Logan). She seemed to be adapting well. She offered us more room in the truck if we wanted anything else taken to The Camp. The moms thought about it a while and decided a small shed for bicycles, chairs, and other frequently used outdoor items. And that maybe even the barbeque could be stored in it as well.
This meant that there would be an emergency run to Home Depot tomorrow after work. After dinner, Ginger had to leave and the house returned to normal.
When we went to bed I expected Logan to want some attention like normal, instead, he said, "I'm sleepy." And that was it, he was out. I laid there for a few minutes thinking of Amanda and I joined Logan. Interesting observation: even though we had this new larger bed, we were still only using the same space as before.
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After breakfast and my morning laps, Logan and I biked to Home Depot to check out the small sheds we might want for La Casa. Outside, they have some really nice ones that sell for over a $1,000. We were looking for something smaller, just a little storage room, not another bedroom. Inside we found the perfect thing. It was all plastic and was easy to assemble and would provide the protection we needed. On the way out we walked through the pools and equipment area, they were having a sale on pool toys. We saw several we could use at Grandpa's pool, especially if we were going to bring friends over. Not everyone is willing to just swim laps like me.
From Home Depot, I called my friend Dave to see what he was doing. His sister told me he was over hanging with Carlos at his house. I called Carlos. Carlos invited me to come over to hang with him and Dave, but they were just going to lunch at McDonald's. I asked if it was ok to bring my little brother. He said fine, that would give his little brother someone to play with. Good thing I brought some money for lunch, I told them we'd meet them at Lunch. We rode over to McDonald's and were there well before they got there. Logan went in the play-zone and I waited outside. Three more bikes arrived Dave, Carlos and his little brother Juan. I described Logan and Juan took off looking for him. We each ordered, Dave for himself, and Carlos and I for our brothers and ourselves.
"Dude, what happened to you? You like disappeared off the face of the earth. You quit school or something?" Carlos asked.
"Don't you ever pay attention in class? Our teacher told us he got hurt and was in the hospital. Tell him how you got hurt Noah." Dave said. Dave already knew the whole story, he's in my scout troop."
Juan had found Logan and they came in together to claim their lunches and sat at the table next to us.
So over lunch, I retold the whole story even adding details I hadn't told the troop, but I didn't tell them that it was Logan that had been abused. I showed them some of my scars like the big on my chest and the one that caused all the problems on my inner thigh.
After lunch we rode through the park then headed back to Carlos' house and hung out playing video games the rest of the afternoon. About the time Momma gets home, I excused myself and Logan, telling them I had to get home so we could get ready for The Camp this weekend. Before we left, I suggested we get together at my house next week, and that even Juan could come. And they agreed.
We got home about the same time as Momma and were taking our clothes off as she came in. We went next door to swim, but before getting in I asked Grandpa if it was ok for us to bring some inflatable or other pool toys over to their back yard. He showed me a box of old stuff his boys used in the pool, but they were mostly broken or cracked. We ended up throwing them all away and he told us we could bring whatever pool toys over we wanted. I also told him we were working on 3 more of our friends to come swimming early next week.
I did my laps and messed around with Logan for a while. He kept rubbing up against my dick and made me hard, he was already hard. I sat on the steps leading out of the pool and Logan sat in my lap so that our dicks were touching and rubbed up against me some more. "Can you put it in my butt?" Logan asked.
"We don't have a lubricant."
"The water can be our lubricant if you start me with a couple fingers." I reached under him and pushed my second finger up through his anus. So far he was right, the water helped.
"Now the other one."
I pulled my middle finger out and put my first finger alongside it and pressed them up his butt. I played with his magic spot and watched his dick dance for me.
"I want you in me now." I pulled my fingers out and he got off my lap and turned around. He backed over my legs and settled down on my dick. I positioned it in his opening and it slid up inside his rectum. I hugged Logan's back to my chest and laid back as far as the steps would allow. We just laid there not moving. I could feel my penis throbbing inside him with every beat of my heart. I could feel my arousal growing and my heart rate rising. I slid one hand down his tummy to his penis and masturbated him under the water. We barely caused any ripples in the surface. I could feel him preparing for his orgasm and I began trying to thrust deeper into his bowels, I couldn't get any deeper, his butt was firmly against my abdomen, but my body didn't care, it sensed it should be deeper and it tried.
Logan's orgasm was particularly intense. He made the same sounds as he normally makes, but this time they were almost screams so loud that I moved my free hand over his mouth to stifle the noise. His rectum clamped around my dick setting off my orgasm that had been building. I pumped five full jets of semen up his butt. Neither of us had cum since Ginger sucked us off yesterday before dinner.
Again we just laid there, Logan resting on my stomach, me lying back on the next step up. Both of our dicks were still hard. A minute later Logan sat up and started to stand, pulling off me, but stopped and sat back down driving me back inside him. He did it several more times bringing me closer and closer to another climax. I stopped him and had him pivot around so that he was facing me. He started doing it again and I pulled his lips to mine and I kissed him tenderly, passionately, as I cummed again.
Logan sat on top of me wiggling forward and backwards as my erection deflated. He grabbed himself and masturbated to another climax of his own just before I popped out of him.
I heard Mom call for us. We were going to Home Depot to purchase the shed kit. We got out of the water and dried off as we walked back through the gate.
"How are your laps going Honey?" Mom asked.
"Great, I haven't felt any pain for a couple days now."
"Well, let's go, Ginger is going to meet us at Home Depot with her truck. We got dressed and Logan and I went with Mom to look at the two sheds that would work for us. We didn't see her bright red Chevy Silverado in the parking lot, so we went inside assuming she would meet us there. To our surprise, she was already there waiting for us.
"We didn't think you were here, we didn't see your truck."
"Oh, I brought the one I think I'm taking the weekend. Smaller and gets better gas mileage."
I showed Mom the two I had found and we compared features. One was more complicated to assemble, one was bigger, one was metal, and one was molded plastic, one opened on the end, one on the long side.
Our final decision was based on esthetics. The one we bought would fit right up against the side of the trailer and it nearly matched the trailer in color. It wouldn't block any of the windows and it would be, as Mom put it, unobtrusive. Nice vocabulary word-of-the-day. It was also the harder one to assemble, but Mom had every confidence in me.
We got the heavy box loaded on one of those big orange flat carts they provide and headed toward the registers. But along the way we detoured to the pool department to look at the pool toys they had on sale.
Logan and I convinced Mom that we needed pool toys so we could get our friends to come over more often. We selected several sets of goggles, more pool noodles and paddle boards, a water basketball setup, a thing you crank a handle and it squirts water up to 20 feet, a pair of floats you sit on and try and knock the other guy off his float, a blow-up shark you can ride, a couple pair of floaties arm cuffs in case younger brothers came over too, and a couple pair of fins. But the coolest thing we got was a floating Volleyball net and two floating water polo nets. With the sale prices, we did pretty good. Good thing we had Ginger and her little truck to get it all home.
Ginger stayed for dinner so she could get some more practice in before the real thing tomorrow afternoon. After taking our clothes off, we carried the boxes of toys next door and put them in the pool shed where the old ones we had just thrown out were kept. So since we were already there Ginger, Logan and I went swimming again.
Logan, remembering yesterday in the pool with Ginger, sat on the edge of the pool with his legs spread apart. She noticed and swam up to him and he got another blow job.
She dove under and swam up to me under water and put her lips over my hardened knob from watching Logan get blown, but quickly surfaced. She spread her legs apart and moved in close. My dick was brushing her pussy. She whispered, "Ever fuck a girl?" I nodded. "Well, what are you waiting for?"
I'd only had sex standing up once and couldn't find the entrance, just using my dick, so she reached down and directed it to her vagina. "There, now push." I put my hands on her hips and pulled her to me, pushing through her opening and into her vagina. One thrust of my hips and we were pelvis to pelvis.
I started working my hips and my penis slid in and out of her vagina. She wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. Her mouth covered mine and her tongue slithered between my lips. I moved one hand up to her breast and grabbed her ample flesh. I rolled her nipple between my thumb and forefinger, all the time still pushing up in her vagina and pulling back as much as her legs would allow me to move.
An urgency took over me, my orgasm was approaching and my body was demanding as much friction between my penis and the walls of her vagina as possible. "I'm cumming," I tried to say, but it's difficult to talk with two tongues in your mouth. Orgasmic ecstasy swallowed me and my hips jabbed my penis in her one last time and held me there while dick pumped my semen in her vagina. It was only at that moment I thought about needing a condom, but it was too late for that, my sperm was already hunting an egg. "Ahhhhhhhhhh," my body exhaled, it was possible I had been holding my breath. I don't remember breathing at all.
My knees buckled and it was Ginger that brought us back above the surface using her arm to propel us over to the edge where she could hold on. Her legs were still wrapped firmly around me, not allowing me to vacate her vagina. I could feel that my dick had gone completely soft and it was only then that she released her leg lock around my waist allowing us to separate.
"Hey, you three swimmers, dinner's in 5 minutes!" came the call from the patio on the other side of the fence.
We slowly got out of the water as my strength returned after another epic orgasm. We again had forgotten our towels and I made a mental note to take some to the pool shed for the next time we forget. As we entered the kitchen, Momma asked that we at least rinse off under the shower to get the chlorine off out bodies. We all went to the shower off our room. We didn't bother with soap or shampoo, we just did as we were asked.
After dinner, Ginger dressed and took off telling us she would be back tomorrow about 2:30 to get the stuff loaded and strapped in the bed of the truck.
I was in our room reading the on-line instructions on shed assembly seeing what tools I would need. There were some specific wrenches called for, which I needed to add to the tool box. Momma's phone rang, it was from Jamie's mom. She went on a while about what a nice time Jamie had at our house, and how he won't stop talking about it. She handed the phone over to Jamie and he talked with Momma thanking her for allowing him to come over Wednesday. Jamie then asked to speak to Logan.
"Hey Logan, I just wanted to thank you and Noah for Wednesday."
"Sure Jamie, it was fun," he said as he came down the hall to our room.
"Hold on a minute, I'm going to my room... Ok, it's safe. Can you guess what I'm doing right now?"
"How should I know?" Logan asked.
"I'll give you a hint. I pulled my pants down before laying on the bed."
"Are you jerking off Jamie?"
"Yeah! Guess how many times I've done it since your house?"
"I don't know, 10 times?"
"More like 50, Logan! Well, maybe not 50, but a lot more than 10. Oh, here it comes . . . Aaaaahhhh . . . . Make that 51. Hey, can we get together for another sleepover this weekend?"
"Sorry, I can't, we're going up to The Camp this weekend."
"Oh, that's right. You told me that. Is it that nude camp you told me about?"
"Yeah."
"I'd like to do that some time."
"I have to ask my parents first, but only if you really want to go with us, I can ask. We're leaving Friday afternoon and coming back till Sunday afternoon."
"I really do, would you ask if I can go?"
"Let me go ask, and you go ask your mom if you can go too."
Logan went running into the living room, "Can Jamie come with us this weekend?" The moms looked at each other and shrugged. Mom called for me to come to the living room. When I got there Mom asked, "Will Jamie be in the way of what we need to accomplish with all the drawers, cabinets and the shed assembly?"
"I don't think so, he and Logan can occupy each other while I do the work. I really don't think I need his help. Actually it will probably be easier without Logan around.
Mom looked back at Logan who was waiting expectantly, "Yes, he can go, but we'll need to get his mom to sign a consent form."
"Yippee!" He squealed and ran back in the bedroom.
I went to the garage to find the extra tools.
Jamie, you there?"
"I'm here, I never left, my mom already said I could go!"
"My moms said you can go too! But your mom needs to sign a special form that allows them to bring you in The Camp. Let's let our moms talk to each other again."
Logan brought the phone back to the living room and handed it to Momma. "Jamie's getting his mom so she can talk to you."
They talked a while and Momma promised we would send her a text with the list of what Jamie should bring to camp. They agreed that she would bring Jamie to our house after lunch Friday even though neither mom would be there, but I and Logan would be, and sign the form and drop off Jamie and his stuff.
Jamie's going to camp. Logan was ecstatic.
Momma handed me her phone to me when I came back in from the garage. "Here, you need to type the packing list for The Camp into my phone so I can send it to Jamie's mother." I sat on the couch and typed the list. While typing, I complained to Mom about my antique flip phone without a QWERTY keyboard.
"When's your birthday?" Mom asked, "Maybe you need to ask the birthday fairy for a new phone."
"You know it's not till November, right next to Christmas. Which isn't fair, I have to go 11 months between gift opportunities."
"So if you got a smart-phone, you'd forgo a major birthday present?"
"Would I still get a birthday cake and fried chicken for dinner?"
"Of course, I may even let Momma make your cake this year."
"It's a deal. I won't even mention birthday presents till next July!
"I'll look into getting something next week. I'll see what our plan will allow. That reminds me, Momma. Now that you're here we should add you to our family plan, maybe save some money on your plan.
I went back to our bedroom and started researching phone plans for 3 or 4 lines. I sent Mom a text with links to what I'd found. We could get 4 lines with 4 new smart phones on a major nation-wide network including unlimited texting and 2 GB of data per line, for less than we were paying a different major nation-wide carrier now for just 2 phones, and that didn't count whatever plan Momma was in.
There was one more thing I had been wanting to find out. What is the real name of that magic spot in my rectum that makes me get hard and makes my penis dance. I googled `magic spot in boy's rectum'. I found out it's also called the male g-spot, but what it really is, is the male's prostate which I already knew was important in male reproduction. I checked the cross-section of the male reproduction, and sure enough, the rectum is right next to the prostate. Well, that clears up that mystery. Google is your friend.
Just as I was going to bed, Mom reminded me again of my doctor appointment in the morning.
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Only thing this morning other than breakfast and lap swimming is my doctor appointment at 9:30, so no need to get out of bed very quickly. Logan was humping my leg, a sure sign he wanted some sex this morning. He flopped around putting his head under the covers attaching his lips to my penis, conveniently leaving his penis right in front of my face. I toyed with him, this morning not taking him in my mouth but just licking him, I started with his frenulum, I then licked down that side of his penis to his tight little scrotum. I did suck that part of him in my mouth and rolled his even smaller testicles around with my tongue.
"Stop teasing me, I need my tickles," he complained.
He was doing a good job on me and I was almost ready for him to milk my balls, just a little longer . . . . "Aaaaahhhh." I said as my semen boiled up and shot out my dick into his mouth.
"Come on!" he said, I made you cum, it's my turn." It is his turn, so I took all his little boy-parts in my mouth and sucked on them. But this morning that wasn't working for him. "Let me put it in you," he demanded / pleaded. I released his boy-parts and laid face down and spread my legs. His dick was slick with my spittle and on his knees, he moved between my legs and quickly slipped his penis in my anus. He laid on my back and let his hips take over thrusting like a bunny, short and as fast as his hips could move. His rapid-fire assault on my sphincters brought back my erection and quickly raised my arousal level. He stopped bunny fucking and slowed to slow deliberate thrusts. Each thrust part of his dry orgasm as he experienced everything an orgasm has to offer except the final release of fluid, the contractions every bit as strong as an ejaculation, just no semen. He pushed me over the edge too, I put my hand under me and grabbed the tip of my glans as I crashed through another cum, squirting in my hand, as I tried to save the sheets. Only a little spilled from my hand and Logan took care of those and the goo in my palm as well.
We got up and went in for breakfast. I made us scrambled eggs with cut-up ham lunch meat, topped with cheese and a mild salsa, accompanied with a banana and glass of milk.
There was still time so we went next door for me to get my morning laps in before having to leave for the doctor. Half an hour later, we were dressed and biking downtown. Most of my medical care had been provided by the surgeon at the hospital, but this follow-up visit had been transferred to my regular doctor. We arrived and parked and locked our bikes in the building lobby. I checked in with the receptionist and was told someone would be right with me.
Fifteen minutes after my appointment time a nurse came to get me. We both got up to follow her to the examination room. "Oh, no young man, this visit is for Noah only."
"I was very polite and explained, "I'm sorry, but this young man is my brother and has been at my side through every step of my injury, recovery, and rehabilitation care. He has changed my bandages and massaged my scar tissue. He WILL be with me today as well with Dr. Anderson. She was surprised but allowed him to come with me.
She put us in an examination room and read my chart, "Today's visit is your first with Dr. Anderson since your injury. He wants to see all of your cuts and scars as part of a full exam. Please take off everything including your underwear and put this gown on and lie on the table and the doctor will be with you shortly." By the time she said the word exam, I was already naked and climbing up on the table. She covered me with the gown which I knew from previous visits, the doctor would have to remove anyway.
Only took a couple minutes and the doctor came in. I've only seen him a few times for minor issues or camp physicals. "So, I've read you chart, you were severely injured." He flipped a page, "Says here you even died at the scene and again in the helicopter."
"That I did not know!"
"Oh, I wasn't aware you didn't know, I'm sorry, sometimes the patient isn't given that information."
"Why did I die twice?"
"Your blood level dropped so low, there was no blood to pump and the heart went into ventricular fibrillation till the paramedics could get more fluids in you. They call that rapid infusion, you would have had two IVs, one in each arm."
"So, your chart tells me what injuries you had, but what it doesn't tell me is how you were injured. Would you mind explaining?"
I sat back upright to tell him the whole story. When I did the gown slipped off to the floor, and the doc retrieved it, but I waved it off telling him I didn't need it. I sat there on the exam table and for the umpteenth time told the story from the point on hearing someone in distress.
"Well, that's quite a story, you're a real hero. You almost sacrificed your own life to save the life of another. I remember hearing about it on the news when it happened.
"So today, I want to do a complete exam of every cut and the repair to your Femoral artery and Femoral vein and the adductor longus and the sartorius muscles. I'm going to call your mother now so she can listen in on the exam as if she were in the room."
He placed the call and Mom answered. He explained we were just about to start the examination. He switched to the speaker and laid the phone on the table.
"Ok, please lie back and relax. Examining the facial cuts first," he explained starting at my face he checked where every cut had been comparing my body to a sketch showing where each original cut had been.
"Moving now to the chest, examining the scar above the pectoralis major. No damage to the underlying muscles?" he asked.
"Nope, just ripped the skin open."
"Checking other cuts on the chest and abdomen, no significant long-term damage noted. Checking the anterior of the penis, healing appears complete with no long-tern effects. Checking left upper leg, lower leg and ankle, all cuts healed nicely. My feet had been spared because of my cross-trainer shoes. Checking the right ankle and lower leg, again all cuts are healed minor cuts on upper leg also healed completely." He saved the worst for last and went back to my inner thigh. "Now examining the inner thigh, heavy scar tissue is present which may be relieved by additional surgery in 2 to 3 years, decent elasticity for now. I am going to run a couple tests which will test the underling muscle repairs. He stood at my feet and held my feet up so that my thighs were vertical, then had me push with just my toes against his hand. Toe press test, equal pressure bi-laterally. Now press with your heels . . . . and so we went through several tests to see if the muscles had healed completely.
"This last test is for the artery and vein, all you have to do is lie there and let your heart pump blood. He hooked up electrodes on either side of the surgery area and on both legs. "This is so we can compare your repaired leg to your other leg," he explained. He turned the machine on and it spit out a 3 inch wide strip of paper about 4 feet long before he turned it off. He examined the read-out on the paper strip, "Perfect, absolutely perfect, you had a fantastic surgeon. Mrs. Barnes can you still hear me?"
"Yes, I can hear fine."
I'm summarizing now. The artery and vein repairs are perfect, there is no discernable difference between the two sides, either in flow rate or in pressure.
The muscle tone in your leg is better than I would have expected at this point in your rehabilitation. What exercises are you doing for it?
"I'm swimming twice a day using a kick-board so only my legs propel me through the water, and I'm doing it for 30 minutes each time."
"That is excellent, I'm very pleased with your progress. I want you to keep swimming and increase your swim time a minute a day till you reach an hour. After that, I not going to suggest you stop swimming, but your exercises are complete and you can go back to being a normal 14 year old. Swim, play baseball, football, whatever you want.
I'm clearing you to return to all normal activities. No restrictions.
You can get dressed now Noah. Thank you for your patience.
Dr. Anderson picked up his phone and spoke to my mom as he walked out the door. He paused and said "We're all done Noah, unless you have a question for me?"
"No sir."
"Then you may go when you finish dressing. Have a nice day," and he closed the door. I high-fived Logan and gave him a big smile because I know he had a major part in my rehabilitation.
It was 11:30 when we left the doctor's office. Apparently my mom made a six-month follow-up appointment for me.
We ate lunch at Tommy's Tacos, a little walk-up shack that has the best tacos in town. The owner's real name is Tomasita, and her twin brother is Tomasa. He doesn't work at the taco shop, so Tomasita runs it by herself. If you come at the wrong time, you can have a half hour wait for your lunch, they're that good. We got our order to go and rode for home, Jamie was due soon.
Eating our tacos at home, Logan and I were sitting naked at the breakfast table trying to decide what we should wear when Jamie was dropped off. We are naturists, his mom knows that, so she could expect us to be naked, after all we are taking her son to a nudist camp. On the other hand, Jamie's mom in not a nudist and we normally will dress to make our company more comfortable. We finally decided just as a car pulled into the driveway. We quickly went back to the bedroom and I got dressed to greet them.
Jamie and his mom, Heather came up the porch stairs as I opened the door and allowed them in. Jamie was carrying a day pack and was looking around. "Where's Logan?" he asked.
"Back in the bedroom, go on back. He dropped his pack and ran down the hallway.
"Hi Mrs. Webb, it's nice to see you again. The form you need to sign is over here on the table.
"Please call me Heather, I thought we went over this already."
"Yes we did, I'm sorry, Heather."
Just then Jamie and Logan joined us naked.
"Now that is what I was expecting when we arrived at a nudist's house, some nudity. I've been getting quite a lot of it at home this week, seems Jamie enjoys not wearing clothes."
"We weren't sure if you would have been comfortable with us being nude when you arrived. So Logan asked Jamie first thing. We all enjoy nudity, there is a freeness to not wearing anything. I can take my clothes off as well . . . .
"Go ahead, I have to read this form I'm signing." I went back to the bedroom, disrobed and came back to the dining room and she was still reading, she glanced up as I walked back into the room. "That's better, you look more comfortable, more natural that way." She finished reading and signed it at the bottom.
"You boys have a good time this weekend. Try not to get sunburned. I noticed you had sun block on the list three times."
"Well it is important for a naturist. We need to protect some parts more than others, especially us boys!"
She moved to the front door and leaned down for a hug and a kiss from Jamie. "Bye mommy, have fun without me."
"I'll try, dear." She stood and left.
"When do we leave?" Jamie asked, eager to get to camp.
"Ginger will be here at 2:30 to load the shed and the barbeque in her truck."
"Who's Ginger?" Jamie asked.
"She's one of Momma's friends. She's 17 and is helping take some larger things up to camp for us. It'll be her first time at a nudist camp too."
"Is she pretty too?"
"She's very pretty, but in a different way than Mom or Momma. She's shorter and stocky and has great muscles. You'll see when she gets here."
"So in the meantime, let's go swimming!" I remembered towels this time, but only grabbed one, I figured we could share.
We played till I heard a horn coming from our driveway. I figured it was Ginger and left the other two in the pool while I went to help her load. I cut through the garage side door and opened the overhead door. She had backed right up to the garage where we had left the stuff.
I rolled the barbeque over to the tailgate and helped Ginger lift it up and set it on the tailgate. She hopped up in the bed of the truck and moved the grill up against the cab. She had tie-down straps that securely held the grill in place. The shed was more difficult, we lifted one end first and set it on the tailgate, then lifted the other end and pushed it forward. We threw the tool box in along the side of the shed box.
"So do you always work in the driveway naked?"
"Not usually, but back here, by the garage, and behind your truck, who's going to see me? And if they do, would I even care? I'm just a kid, they going to call the sheriff on me?"
"Good point. Where's your cute little brother?"
"Where else, next door swimming with his buddy Jamie who's going with us this weekend."
"There are two of them? Well, let's go swimming then."
I closed the overhead door and went back into the yard. Ginger stripped off her clothes leaving them in a pile on the grass, and we went through the open gate.
I introduced Ginger and Jamie. "Your right, she is pretty." Jamie said totally unfiltered.
Logan moved to the pool edge and sat right on the edge with legs spread wide.
"Is this going to become a thing between you and I Logan?" She asked.
"It can be if you want to." She jumped in and did a breast stroke across the pool landing between Logan's legs and for the third time sucked his little stick her mouth. Logan quickly got his tingles from another dry orgasm.
"Would you do that to me?" Jamie asked.
"Are you going to tell your mother if I do?"
"I'm not telling her anything about the sex, she'd have a cow."
"Ok, then. Sit down next to Logan."
Jamie and his little 3" erect penis scampered around the pool to sit next to his friend.
"Spread your legs apart. He spread them and Ginger moved in gripping his penis with her lips. She worked them up and down his shaft and circled his glans with her tongue.
Shortly he tensed up, "Oh, here it comes . . . Aaaaahhhh. She released his little tool. "Thanks that's better than using my hand.
She pushed off and back stroked away from the little boys. She did a flip diving down to the bottom of the pool and coming up behind me. "You're hard, think you can find the entrance yourself this time?"
I turned around and we moved together. I ran my dickhead up through her vulva and back down pressing in at the right moment, slipping into her vagina. She held on to the side of the pool and I put my hands on her butt cheeks. I gripped her and pulled her to me as I thrusted in and pulled out, this time using a longer stroke.
"When are your moms going to be home?" She asked right in the middle of our fuck session.
"I don't know," as I thrust back in. As I pulled out, "They sometime take off early when we're going somewhere," I thrust back in, "Could be any minute now. Oh god I'm cumming . . . . I cycled my hips a couple more time and jammed it in hard. "Cumming . . . . Aaaaahhhh."
I stood there enjoying the afterglow of another quality cum shot, my dick still in her but softening quickly.
"Hi everyone!" came the cheery voice of Momma as she stepped into the open gate. "I'm not coming over, but we're both home and as soon as we pack the cooler, we'll be ready to go." Hearing her made what was left of my erection dissipate quickly and completely to the point where I was no longer in Ginger's vagina.
"Guess we should go then," I said to Ginger.
"Yeah, guess we should."
We shared the one towel and dried sufficiently for the air to dry the rest before having to dress for the trip.
Mom had been shopping on her way home. She had the final print-out of the letter we were posting inside the trailer and a document frame in which to hang it. She also had another bag which she quickly hid inside a box of food that was going up with us.
By 3:30 we were packed and leaving for The Camp. Momma rode with Ginger to show her the way, the rest of us rode with Mom driving Momma's van.
We drove around Lake Keyo then headed north. When we turned off the paved road, Logan told Jamie it was ok to take their clothes off. I made sure Jamie had a towel for when he went inside and met the owners, Wayland and Matilda and reminded him to sit on it if he was invited to sit down.
Ginger and Momma were right in front of us and we parked just outside the entrance and we all went inside. We were greeted like family, and Logan introduced his friend Jamie to Wayland and Matilda. Momma did likewise for Ginger.
"So we have two first time visitors?"
"Yes, that's right," Momma said as she handed over the signed form for Jamie.
I have something else for you to look over, and she handed them the framed letter:
Welcome to La Casa at the Camp.
(Home)
Please read this entire letter. The trailer you are renting is The Camp home of Noah Barnes, the young man who saved Wayland and Matilda Ellison's granddaughter here on May 19, 2018. Wayland and Matilda are the owners of The Camp and were probably the couple who checked you in.
Noah and his family come up here about every other weekend, so we keep the kitchen supplied with basic necessities. If you forgot to bring salt or pickle relish, feel free to use ours. All that we ask, is that if you nearly empty a condiment, that you leave the container on the kitchen counter so the management can let us know and we can replace the used item. If you must use something like one of our box preparations (i.e. cakes, muffins, hot chocolate, etc.) again, leave the box on the counter so we can bring another with us next weekend.
We also have outfitted the kitchen with a good variety of utensils, cooking and baking pans and skillets. One of Noah's parents is an accomplished cook and likes to have the right pan for the food that needs to be prepared. Any that you use, please return them in the condition found.
You will find several cabinets and drawers that are locked. These are the personal possessions of Noah and his family. Please respect our privacy and not attempt to open these cabinets or drawers.
In each bathroom you will find basic toiletries. If you forgot something, you may use ours, otherwise please use your own. If you forgot your toothbrush, there are several brand new ones in each bathroom, we wouldn't want you to miss brushing your teeth, and please take it with you with our compliments.
Linens and towels are washed by management after each rental period. Please use your own towels, but if you need extras, there are some in the drawer marked Bath Towels or Beach Towels in the large bedroom, just leave them on the bed when you leave.
I hope you enjoy your stay at La Casa.
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"That looks very good, we can easily do these things. It's very nice of you to provide little extras for your renters, it encourages repeat visits. I also noticed you let them know you would be checking up on them, very smart. People are less likely to leave a mess up if they know they will be caught by the owner.
"So where are my first time visitors? Let's go into the office, we have some rules to go over with you. Wayland sat behind his desk and indicated chairs for Ginger and Jamie. Jamie, having been warned, spread his towel on the chair and sat down.
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The back door opened and there she was. There was my Amanda. I walked over to her and said, "Hi, Amanda, I've missed you."
"You know, that's the same thing you said to me last week."
"I did? Well it's still true, I did miss you. We were busy but I missed seeing you. I think about you every night before I go to sleep. Wanna walk back to La Casa with me?"
"Ok."
I told Mom that we were going to walk back and she acknowledged that she heard. We walked slowly and held hands most of the way. I noticed she was carrying a small clutch, "What's with the purse? I've never seen you carry one before."
"It's not really a purse, it's for my feminine care products."
"Your what?"
"My tampons, napkins, a pair of panties and my birth control pills. My period started yesterday. It wasn't supposed to start till Tuesday, but it started yesterday. Mom warned me that I would have irregular periods for a while. The birth control pills are supposed to help regulate them."
"So do I need to wear a condom if we . . . . have sex?"
"I hope you mean when we have sex."
"Yeah, if it's ok with you."
"No you don't need a condom, I'm in my least fertile time."
"Can I still make you cum orally?"
"Yeah, but we should do that with the tampon in place, there's a little less mess and less extra flavor that way."
Apparently Wayland finished his speech, because our car and Ginger's truck passed us on the way to La Casa. I filled her in on all the developments of the past week, my leg feeling better, my doctor clearing me for all activities, and all the projects I had planned for this weekend.
When we got there, things were still being unloaded. I introduced Amanda to Ginger as I helped her unload the shed box, the barbeque and my tool box. We went inside and Logan was giving Jamie the tour, and I introduced Amanda to Jamie. Jamie was instantly smitten. He had never seen a girl near his own age nude before. I don't blame him for staring, I catch myself staring at her too. Then I realized where he was staring. It wasn't at her body, he was staring directly in her eyes.
Logan pulled Jamie away and out the door. "I'm gonna show The Camp to Jamie," as they headed out the door.
Simultaneously, Mom, Momma, and I all called out: "Sun Block!"
They went back in the bedroom, rummaged through their packs and slathered each other with a coating of sun protection, then took off to show Jamie around. "Stop at the office and sign us up for some stuff." I call out to them.
"Be back for dinner at 6," Momma yelled with them already outside.
Amanda and I helped put away the groceries differentiating between stock items (salt, pepper, ketchup, etc.), and weekend items and items for personal use (liquor, etc.) that would be in the locked cabinets.
"I want to get my projects done as soon as possible. It's too late to start the shed assembly, so it's either the locks, or hanging the letter."
"Let's hang the letter and get one whole project done and out of the way," suggested Amanda.
"Ok, where is it?"
"Check the front seat, I didn't bring it in," Mom said.
We went out and sure enough, there it was. I brought it in and tried to find the perfect place for it.
"We could put it on the outside of the front door. They'd see it before ever walking in."
"But people are in a hurry to get inside, would they take time to read it?" questioned Amanda.
"Ok, most of the letter is about the kitchen area." I walked around the kitchen holding the frame up in different places.
"How about the side of the cabinet?
"Nah, too easy to not see or read it."
"The front of the refrigerator?"
"Possibly, pretty obvious framed in the middle of the white door."
"Above the stove?"
"No too high."
"We could set it on the countertop. They'd have to move it to use the counter.
"Set it there and watch." I held it there and Amanda picked up a box. "Imagine I'm coming in, unloading the car." She held the box if front of her and moved to the counter. She set the box down in front of the sign and pushed the box on the counter, pushing the sign behind the box all the way to the back of the counter.
"Yeah, that doesn't work."
"Ok, how about the front of the cabinet door?"
"That works, always visible, obvious, but which cabinet?"
"I would think it would be the one where they put their stuff."
"Or the one with the plates and glasses, both would get lots of use."
We had narrowed the choices to three locations with none of them being the obvious better one. We decided we needed an adult perspective since the sign is for adults. "Mom, Momma! We need your professional opinion."
They came out of the bedroom where they had been putting stuff away. "What do you need, my dears?" Mom asked.
"This sigh is to be seen by adults, where would you see it the best? We have three possible locations. 1) Here on the front of the refrigerator door; 2) here on the cabinet door where they put their stuff; or 3) here on the cabinet door where all the plates and cups are?"
They stood back and looked around. "White door, white paper, almost disappears on the refrigerator," Momma said.
Mom moved into the living room. "From here I would see it on the cabinets facing this direction. But I like the idea of it being on the cabinet where the plates and glasses are, and not everyone will bring their own food, they eat at the diner. Why don't we move the plates and glasses to the right of the sink and put the sign on that cabinet?"
"So you think over here? As I held it centered in the cabinet suggested.
"Yeah, you're right," Momma agreed, "that puts all the food storage left of the sink, plates, cups, and glasses there and our locked cabinet on the other side of the stove."
"Now you just need to mount it so it doesn't swing around every time someone opens the cabinet."
"I was thinking I could screw the four corners to the door."
"Everybody good with it here? Last chance? Going once, going twice, done, decision made. I went out and brought the tool box inside. "Hey, where's Ginger? I just realized she's not here?"
"I think she went with the boys to tour the camp."
I got out my miscellaneous nails and screws jar, but only found two that were the right length. "Um, maybe if I put on along the top and one at the bottom, whaddaya think Amanda, two enough?" I held it in place against the door in the two locations and Amanda wiggled it to see if it moved. It was tight against the door. "Ok, how high?
"You don't want it too high for a short person to be able to read it."
"Ok how about centered, at the bottom."
"That looks good." I drilled two clearance holes through the frame, then positioned it again and marked the location through the holes. I drilled pilot holes into the door and realized how thin they were, I went back to the jar and found two bolts with nuts. Using these, I wouldn't have sharp screws sticking out the back. I drilled out the pilot holes and bolted the document frame to the door.
"First project is done!" I proclaimed.
I picked up my tools and moved to my bedroom to put the locks on the drawers. We were only going to lock two drawers in here. The hardware guy had suggested cam locks for the drawers. Drill a hole through the door face, insert the lock, adjust the tab for the proper depth, and tighten one screw and one nut. But he had to make a guess as to how long the lock needed to be. Based on our pictures and that it was a travel trailer, he guessed I needed to go through a ½" drawer front and past a ½" frame. He was right, I could continue with the project with what he had sold me.
I had to measure to the center and down from the top so the hole would miss the frame behind the drawer front. I marked spots all four of the drawers. I drilled the first hole using the spade drill and it spit wood chips everywhere.
As I was drilling the last hole in the bottom drawer, there was a different sound to the drilling. Some sort of vibration that wasn't there in the first three drawers. "Do you hear that?" I asked Amanda.
"I hear something. It's different than the last three." I finished drilling through the drawer front, and pulled the drawer open. Nothing looked different. I smacked the side of the drawer with my hand and something rattled. I took the drawer completely out and looked inside the cabinet thinking something may have fallen behind the drawer, but there was nothing. As I picked up the drawer to put it back in, Amanda pointed and said, "There what's that?" We both looked. There appeared to be a small piece of ribbon sticking up from the bottom of the drawer right at the very front.
I reached in and carefully pulled on the short piece of fabric which was almost the same color as the wood. It was a wonder Amanda even saw it. The whole bottom of the drawer moved before the ribbon slipped from between my fingers. Amanda tried too, but the ribbon was just too short to get a grip on it. I went to my tool box and got my needle-nose pliers. They gripped the ribbon and one tug later the whole bottom of the drawer pulled up.
It wasn't the actual bottom of the drawer though, it was a false bottom. Amanda and I sat on our heels and stared into the opening bottom of the drawer.
There was cash a lot of cash. $100 bills, $50 bills, and $20 bills. All used, but neatly stacked with rubber bands around each stack. The hidden compartment was just under an inch deep and it was full.
"Where did all that come from?" Amanda wondered.
"I don't know. Drug money?" I picked up a stack of the $100 dollar bills. A quick count showed there were 50 bills in the stack, and there were 6 more stacks of $100 bills.
Under the money was a 16 GB thumb drive. "Whaddaya think's on this?"
"Do you have a laptop with you?"
"No, but I do at home."
"That won't do us any good today. I have a tablet at the house, it has a USB port."
"It's almost time for dinner, you are staying aren't you? Can we go to the house after and check out this drive?
"Grandpa already gave me permission to stay with you guys all weekend. He just asked that we come by a few times so he could see me. We can do that after dinner."
I put the thumb drive in my shoulder bag. "What do we do with the money?"
"I wouldn't leave it in here." Amanda was right, I took it all out of the drawer and hid it in the bottom of my daypack. We counted it at the same time. Assuming each pack had 50 bills in each stack, there was exactly $50,000.
I put the false bottom back in the drawer and finished installing the lock. That completed this bedroom's drawer locks. I got the hand vacuum from the closet, and cleaned up the mess made when I drilled the holes.
I heard the front door as Mom and Momma got back from their walk. Before they left, they put the ribs in the oven to finish baking and they were now ready to glaze and finish on the barbeque.
Hey Mom, Momma, come see how the drawer locks look. They came into the bedroom and inspected the work. "That looks very professional Noah, nice job!" I showed how they locked with just a 90 degree turn on the same key. "Oh, nice! One key fits them all."
"I was going to use the same key for the 3 drawers in your room too, unless you want a different key than this room."
"I don't think we need any different keys. The less keys the better."
"I want to do your drawers next, are they empty? "
"They will be in a minute," Mom said as she walked to the other end of La Casa, and tossed the contents on the bed.
"Thanks Mom, I'll let you know when I'm ready to do the other locks you wanted.
Knowing now how to install the locks, I verified the dimensions, marked and drilled the three holes and installed the three locks and cleaned up all before dinner was ready. While in there, I checked all the drawers for more false bottoms, but didn't find any. "Mom!" I called.
"Yes dear?"
"These three are done. You can put your stuff back in them. After dinner, I want to finish working in here. Can you show me which places you want locks." She showed me the other places, but didn't open them. "I'll empty them before you begin work." I knew she and Momma had some sex toys in here (I gave them to her last weekend) and I didn't want to embarrass her by accidently finding them, so I left the room.
Amanda was helping in the kitchen and had the table set and was stirring the beans simmering on the stove. Momma was outside. The patio cover had been extended and the Barbeque was under it so she didn't have to stand in the sun. She was browning the ribs as Ginger, Logan and Jamie returned from their tour. Ginger stayed outside with Momma and the guys came inside.
I showed them the work I had done and ask Jamie how he was doing.
"This is great, I don't see why everyone doesn't come here."
"So where did Logan take you?"
"First place was the group of trees off the right side of the road where all the guys beat-off before going to the rec center.
"So did you beat-off, before going on?"
"Didn't have to, Ginger sucked us off. If we stand just right we can get both of our penises in her mouth at the same time."
"Wow, that's awesome, I'll have to try that with you guys sometime."
"Here, you can try it now." Logan and Jamie stood together with one hip touching, they partially faced each other till their dicks were about 2" apart. "There, put your face in between us." I got on my knees and pressed my face between their bodies. Each of their dicks pressed against my lips and I parted my lips letting them in. I could suck and even bob up and down on their cute little dicks. Each one held my head with their free hand, their other hand and arm was behind their buddies back. I brought them both off in under a minute.
Amanda was in the doorway watching and when we finished, she announced that dinner was ready. What an awesome dinner, homemade coleslaw, beef ribs slathered in barbeque sauce, baked beans with bacon, extra cheesy au gratin potatoes, and fresh biscuits with butter and honey.
I offered to help with dishes, but Ginger told Amanda and me to get out of the way. She and the boys were doing cleanup. I wasn't going to argue and Amanda and I took off, before leaving, I told Mom, I would be back in plenty of time to do the locks in their bedroom tonight. I grabbed my shoulder bag, sun block, and some water. I even put Amanda's clutch in it too. We walked straight to the Ellison's house, the only permanent home on the property. We went in the back door and upstairs to Amanda's room.
"Grandma and Grandpa will be busy with check-ins all evening." She said as she laid back on her bed inviting me in with her open legs. "You might as well get it over with. See if my period is a turn off for you."
"I don't think anything about you could be a turnoff for me," I said as I crawled over the end of the bed and put my face up between her legs to her pussy. I ran my tongue across her vaginal opening and up her labia to her clitoris. Her taste was different, but not a bad different. It didn't slow me down at all and I teased her nub as it started to stiffen.
"Tug on the string, but don't pull it out yet. The string of her tampon was tucked up inside her and I pulled on it with my tongue. "Tug on it and play with my clit at the same time. As her obedient lover, I did as she commanded. She was soon writhing under my tongue. Her tampon was causing her g-spot to tickle, while my tongue was torturing her clit. I read somewhere that the two locations are connected.
"Aaaaaaahhhhhhh," she sighed as her orgasm made her juices flow.
"Pull it out and put your dick in me."
I pulled on the string and soon white cotton peeked out of her vagina. I continued to pull, the opposite end had a little red blood soaked into it and I looked at it in curiously.
"Just drop it on the floor, but not on the rug. I reached over the edge and dropped it to the wood floor. "Now make love to me."
I moved up and allowed my penis to slide in her vagina. Her walls were slick with her secretions and felt like velvet to my penis. I pushed onward and my entire penis slid in her. I held myself there for a moment just enjoying the feeling of her vagina again. My hips began their rhythmic gyrations and my lips sought out hers. My tongue entered her and mimicked my penis' motions. They moved in unison, out, in, out, in. I built up quickly, my balls churned, fire burned deep inside me, it needed to escape. "I'm cumming Amanda!" I nearly shouted, then realized where we were. I held my tongue as my semen blasted in her at far end of her vagina. Four, no, five spurts left me drained and I laid on her, our tongues continuing to dance.
"I really have missed you this week." I told her again.
"Didn't you get any sex?"
"Yeah, I did. But it was just sex, with you its love."
"OK, tell the truth, who did you have sex with this week?"
"Define `sex'."
"You know what I mean."
"Ok, Logan, Jamie, and Ginger."
"Well that's not too bad only three times."
"You asked who, not how many."
"Ok, I'm not sure I want to know any more."
"Let's look at that thumb drive."
"Wait a minute, I need to put in another tampon."
"Can I watch? I've never seen it before."
"You can do more than watch, you can put it in. I'll talk you through it."
I pulled out of her and let her up. "Where's my stuff?"
"In my bag."
"Get a new tampon out for me please." I retrieved one and held it up.
She laid back on the bed and raised her legs. Take off the paper wrapper and pull out the inner plastic plunger till it clicks. Now hold it in the middle and insert it into my vagina. Hold it there and press on the plunger part. Good, ok, pull out both pieces of the applicator. You're done. See that was easy. Now just throw the plastic in the trash."
"What about the used one on the floor?"
"Oh, almost forgot about that, we just wrap them in toilet paper and throw them in the trash can in the bathroom.
She got up went to her table and turned on her tablet. I threw her tampon and the applicator in the trash in the bath room. I retrieved the thumb drive from my bag and gave it to Amanda. She inserted the drive and opened File Explorer, and double clicked on USB Drive E:\
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