Date: Fri, 30 Dec 2011 03:02:32 -0800 (PST) From: Chris Martin Subject: Godbrother Ricky, Part 11 Warning: All events that happen are completely consensual between people involved in the story. If you are not of legal age, reside in an area where viewing such material is illegal, or are offended by homosexuality and/or homosexual themes, leave this site now. The author retains all rights to this story. No reproductions or links to other sites are allowed without the permission of the author. ** Please support Nifty Archives by donating something for their hard work in provided us with a site to contribute to and for a site where we can read of mens' stories. Godbrother Ricky, Part 11 Ricky enlisted in the Marines and served his country. We will meet up 6 years later after I graduate from college. My experience continued with him. Meanwhile life continued... my sexual experience from those days with Ricky would come handy. Ricky called me everyday when he was on Oahu. Just hearing his voice would give me a boner; I had to be careful when he spoke. There were times I told my parents I was talking to Robby regarding volleyball camp. I hated lying to them. Ricky was thoroughly enjoying himself with his niece and nephews. He also told me he missed me a lot and jacked off at night thinking of me and all that we enjoyed together. Volleyball camp on Maui Experience: Ideally since we attended the same boarding school and lived on the same island, Robby and I were paired off as roommates. I was thrilled!! I will need to sidetrack a bit here. Although Robby was a year older, we participated in many things together as kids: Cub Scouts to Boy Scouts, Baseball, Biddy Basketball, Volleyball, Fishing, and Camping, and worked in the same gang picking pineapple. While in high school, we worked in the cafeteria to help pay for our tuition. So you can say we were close. I liked Robby when I first played t-ball; he kind of took me under his wings and helped me with my baseball skills. Robby was there to help me in the other areas/activities. Prior to Ricky, I had the biggest crush on Robby. He being Hapa, in Hawaii meaning a person who is half-half; Robby is half Filipino and half Irish. He had brown hair, which was lighter during the summer, olive complexion, and very handsome face and blessed with a clear completion, and he tanned beautifully. He like myself was the only boy with three sisters, except he was the third and I was the youngest. I liked hanging out with him and his dad was a cool guy, and Robby, likewise, liked my dad. Robby and I were given last words of advice by our respective parents and told to watch out for each other. We were met by the boy's volleyball coach, Kalani, who was this handsome 6'2" built Hawaiian-English guy, who graduated from UCLA. Kalani wore his hair tied back in a ponytail. The volleyball participants from the outer island were housed on the first floor of the dormitory. It was great to see Al from the Big Island of Hawaii, who attended the same boarding school as Robby and me, was in my class, and we lived in the same wing our freshman year. While in boarding school, Robby and I lived in the dorm, but never in the same wing or floor. Now we were roommates. Robby and I unpacked. We made our beds with hospital corners, and you could have bounced a quarter off of made beds. Al was down the hall. His roommate, James, not Jim or Jimmy, but James, was going to be a junior like Al and me, (Robby was a year ahead of Al and me), but he attended a very prestigious school on Oahu, the same school as where our president attended. James was 6'3" middle blocker/attacker and was already being scouted by USC, where his dad graduated. Needless to say, James came from a family of money, whereas Al, Robby and I were not. We had 3:30PM orientation. There were about 40 guys in the High School Division. After orientation, we were given a fitness test: sprinting, several agility tests, jumping tests, push-ups and sit-ups in a minute, and several more. I was impressed with how many tests there were, measurements taken, and even with all the help at this VB camp, which consisted of two VB assistant coaches from the University of Hawaii. (Later I found out they were there to scout as well) After a 10 minute rest we were given a skills test: passing a volleyball (VB) to a certain spot on the court, diving for a spiked ball, setting a ball for precision/location, serving a VB to different parts of the court, spiking a ball, blocking a ball. We were scored on accuracy in all the disciplines. Robby, Al, and I scored pretty much the same and assigned to group 1. James scored well in blocking and hitting but poorly in all the other areas and placed in group 2. James was a bit awkward; I guess he was still adjusting to his height. (He would later make the national USA VB team--he grew another 3"!) Just a bit of volleyball: 6 players, but back in the early 1970s then there was no such thing as a Libero, which is a back court defensive player, actually a specialist, but two setters and two front court hitters. However, we learned a new approach where there the setter came from the back row and there were 3 hitters to attack. I'm a setter, Al was an offside hitter, and Robby was a power side attacker, and because of his jumping prowess he could play middle attacker. Quite a work out for the first day! Damn, we worked up a sweat!! And an appetite. Dinner at 6:00PM, so we had about 45 minutes to get ready. Lots of the guys, many who were not boarding in the dorm, decided to go for a quick dip in the pool, and so we joined them. Damn, I am use to going swimming with guys, especially with Robby, but this time I looked at Robby and took in his beauty: how muscular and developed he was, especially his 6 pack. I felt a stirring in my groin and I thought, "This is no time to get a boner!" We got out of the pool and I kept my back to Robby as we dried off with my t-shirts. The warm sun would dry our bodies on the way back to the dorm. We had less than 20 minutes to get ready for dinner. Now I have never showered with Robby nor seen him naked. As much as I wanted to see his naked body, I was very nervous. Almost afraid you might say. I stalled when we got back to the room. Robby wasted no time! He grabbed his towel and soap and shampoo and headed for the showers. "You coming?" he asked as he headed out the door. I hesitated a bit before getting my towel and shower items and followed Robby. The shower situation was pretty much what we had at our dorm back on Oahu, except here there was just one bathroom with 4 showerheads, two urinals and two stalls. When I got to the shower, Robby standing to the side as he waited for the water to warm up. Oh my gawd! He looked hot! I looked at him and he just smiled, "It's taking a long time to get warm!" He took the second from one end. I tried not to look at him, but I had to see what his cock looked like. I looked at him and glanced down quickly at his cock, which seem to hang about 4" soft. I took the one farthest from him. I had my back to him as I turned the shower handles and adjusted the water temperature. I stepped in and wet my face and body. "I don't remember having so many agility skills testing and didn't have that many coaches," Robby remarked. I looked over at him and he wash rinsing off the shampoo, and so I was presented with good opportunity to check him out from the side. Nice muscular bubble butt, nice cock, which seemed to have lengthened a bit, and a tight body. I wondered how huge his cock would get, and I felt myself getting aroused, so I tried to think of something else. I kept my back to him for the remainder of my hurried shower. When I got to the room, Robby had his back to me as he lifted one leg into his underwear. "Damn, what a hot ass!" I thought. I donned my underwear and quickly hopped into my cut off jeans. Yup back then we wore cut off jeans. "You okay?" Robby asked as he put his hand on my shoulder. "Yeah, why?" I asked. "You're not as talkative and I thought you'd be excited about being here. You were so pissed off your dad didn't approve last year." "I'm okay," I tried to sound convincing. Dinner was okay. Seconds were allowed and thirds if they had enough. Desserts were fruit, jello, ice cream, and some kind of cake. We sat with Al and James and three others (Kimo, Hoku, and Keoni), who where seniors from another private school on Oahu. We all knew each other having played against each other school in the private school division. We kidded each other and soon a bond was formed. Kimo was a middle blocker/attacker at 6'3", Hoku and Keoni played setter or off side hitter and both were competing to be setter. After dinner we returned to our rooms. Robby, Al and I had 3 required summer readings before the school year started. I completed one and was almost done with the other. Robby and Al both had two more to complete. So that's what we did. Robby and I both coincidentally wore our HS PE shorts on and tank tops. Ever now and then I found myself daydreaming about Ricky and unconsciously rubbed my crotch. There were times when I just stared at Robby while thinking about things I experienced with Ricky that I now wanted to try on Robby. "Hey! Hey Chris!" Robby called out snapping me out of my daydreaming. "I don't know if you're staring at me, daydreaming, or just spacey!" "I'm just tired!" I replied, "I think I better go to sleep." I gathered my things and headed to brush my teeth. "Good idea. I'm tired too! And tomorrow is going to be tough!" Robby said and got his toothbrush/paste and followed after me. My sophomore roommate slept in the nude, and I came to like sleeping in the nude as well. Considering how nervous I was with Robby being naked, I guess I was just out of it cause I slipped my underwear off. Just before I slipped under the thin covers, Robby asked, "Since when did you start sleeping in the nude?" His question caught me off guard as though being brought to reality. "Andy. He slept in the nude, I tried it and liked it. You?" and I slipped under the covers. "I sleep in the nude too!" Robby said facing me as he stepped out of his underwear and slipped under the covers. I got a better view of his cock, which looked so delicious and inviting. His mushroom cock head thick and his shaft long while soft. His pubic hair was brown in color and thin. "You forget something?" I told him referring to the lights. Robby got out of bed, did a little jogging motion toward the lights but first he kissed me on the forehead, and laughing he turned off the lights, "Good night!" We both laughed. The streetlight shone its light on me. I liked it! I preferred to have some light rather than total darkness. We talked a little and I don't remember what was last said, because I was soon asleep. I am not a deep sleeper. I was awakened by some cat's loud brawl. I was unable to fall back to sleep, and on top of that I had a hard on. I looked over at Robby who was on his back with his head turned slightly to the wall. I had not jacked off at all today; in fact last time was yesterday morning, and I am use to getting my rock off at least twice a day. I looked over again at Robby and he did not move. His breathing seemed deep and regular; thank god he was not a snorer. I grabbed my cock and started to slowly stroke myself. Every now and then I glanced over at Robby. Feeling that he was sound asleep. I coughed to see if that would stir him but it did not. I thought of Ricky and the first time we kissed. I could almost feel his soft lips upon mine. I could feel how he slowly and deliberately pushed his tongue in me. I remembered how I received his tongue, which was soft. I ran my tongue along my lips as I remembered how I sucked on his tongue slowly and in synch as he moved his tongue in and out of my mouth. I remember how I copied him and how we tongue battled before my tongue slipped into his mouth, and I could feel how he sucked on my tongue and bit down on my tongue. "Aah," as I continued to envision more of Ricky, especially his cock. I stroked my cock while reliving how he first sucked my cock. He lips wrapped around my cock and how he looked up to see the pleasure he was giving me. I threw the covers off of me, and admired the way the dim light shone on my body--on my pecs and my abs. I spat in my hand and continued stroking my cock. I was close to cumming and lost in my experience with Ricky, I stroked my cock faster, and forgetting where I was. "aah fuck," was muttered through a whisper and clenched teeth. I shot loads of cum on myself; first load shot over my head and some landed on my face, neck and chest, and the rest spewed onto my abs. I felt my heart beating fast and loudly, and thought for sure that Robby could hear the beating of my heart. I looked over at Robby. He was looking at me and stroking his cock slowly. I don't know what possessed me, but I got up from my bed and went over to him. He looked at me and paused in mid stroke so that only his mushroom head was in view. I wiped the cum off my face, neck and elsewhere on my body in my hand, "Let me!” I took his hand off his cock and with the other reached down and wrapped my cum filled hand around his cock. "Wha, what are you doing?" he asked, his voice quivered. "Helping you out," was all I answered. His cock felt hot and thick in my hand. He was longer than mine, perhaps a long if not longer than Ricky's, and just a bit thicker than mine. I jacked his cock and at the same time I rubbed my hand over his abs and pecs. I increased my speed on his cock, and I heard Robby's breathing increase. "Oh, wow, this feels great! Fuck, I'm going to shoot!" he contained himself from crying out. "Yeah Robby go on! Shoot that load! I wanna see you cum guy!" I encouraged him. Robby reached out for my cock, which had not gone down, and held it. I increased my speed and leaned in to watch his face as he came, but he pulled me down for a kiss; this totally caught me off guard! He opened his mouth and we French kissed deeply. He kissed me deeper when he shot his load, "hmmm...aaah." We managed to talk though we kissed. "Yeah Robby..." "Fuck, I'm coming..." "Yeah..." "aaahh...""Yeah Robby shoot you load!" "Chrisssss....aahhh!" "Come on buddy..." I felt his cock pulsate in my hand with each spasm that drove his juices from his hot cock. Five, six, seven, maybe eight or nine spurts of cum erupted from his one eyed monster! I felt his warm juice sprayed on my back and felt it slowly drip along the side of my body. I grabbed the towels. I gave him one, and took the other to wipe my cum and his off my body as well as my hair. We wiped ourselves in silence. The outside light highlighting the areas where cum landed. I kissed him on the forehead and jumped back on my bed and under the covers, "Good night!" Just a heavy sigh heard... ***************************************************************** Thanks for reading Godbrother Ricky, Part 11. So after our first day at VB camp, Robby and I now knew there was something between us. I have to apologize for the lengthy storyline, and hope you enjoyed my experience with someone who was a good friend, and who on a different level from Ricky, I fell in love with too. I enjoyed writing of my experience; kind of like re-living my youth! If you want to write me with your comments and/or suggestions, please do so at Kaholo1154@yahoo.com. I love hearing from you and will respond.