Teaberry Shuffle - 2: Prologue Ovdoc@yahoo.com 9/2013

Note: I don’t think I did justice to Dee and Eric at the end of Teaberry Shuffle 1 and Jim (in Omaha) says he hoped for more so maybe I can do a part two about Dee and Eric. They earned more than a mention.

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What I said about Dee and Eric is true enough, but was condensed to bring the story to an end. Actually, there was much more to the story than that.

Dee was the younger brother to John, a scout I had trained just a few years before. John was a gay kid who served under me at a scout camp. We became good friends (and often lovers) at camp and beyond. John was a swim instructor both at camp and at a community recreation center in our city. I ran the swim pool part time while attending college to earn some extra cash. I also coached two swim teams that competed with other recreation pools in the area. I was not hurting for boys and was not short of them.

One day while I was fooling around at my pool, I was told one of the boys at the pool was seen going with an older boy to a secret place near the pool. Both were wearing only a swim suit. The secret place was where no one could see them. It was also the place where gay stuff took place at the swim pool. I dropped what I was doing to check out the two boys.

It turned out to be the first time I had ever caught a boy actually getting screwed at the pool area. When I crept up on them, I saw an older teen about sixteen laying on top of the younger boy humping the hell out of him. Both boys were groaning and loudly enjoying themselves. They lay on a grassy spot in some brush near the pool. They had been so horny they were totally nude, their swim suits lay off to one side. I managed to get to the swim suits about the same time the older teen was unloading into the younger boy. Both were making loud noises.

As I picked up the swim suits, I announced that we needed to talk about what punishment the boys should expect for their conduct. Policy dictated that the police were to be notified and so were their parents.

Two very upset boys came back to reality with tears welling up in their eyes. When Rick, the older boy looked up at me, I recognized him as a regular at the pool. He was a decent swimmer that I knew had been showing off his bulging tool to any one who was interested, probably hoping to find anyone willing to play. Rick saw himself as a top dedicated to screwing younger boys he met at the pool. But this was the first time I had caught him. Since Rick was more interested in younger boys, he and I had never got it on. Most of what I knew about him, I had heard from other boys. We were friendly, but not close.

Only when Rick raised up and quickly dismounted did I realize the boy underneath him was Dee, John’s little brother. Dee was eleven. He was a small boy, maybe about five feet tall, he didn’t weigh more than a hundred. Still, he was a blond like his big brother, had a cute face, and pretty blue eyes. I could see how Rick would want a piece of that. I had seen him a few times at the pool, but had no reason to think he was fooling around. (I would find out later that John had taught him well since Dee was ten.) I would also find out that Dee had heard Rick was hung, and was as anxious to find out. I waited patiently for the boys to part and slowly rise as they tried to compose themselves.

After explaining to the boys that I wasn’t going to just let them get away with screwing at the pool, we finally agreed Rick would give me a blow job to prove he was really good at it. Dee was more than happy to provide anything I wanted after seeing my seven inch dick as Rick proved he was ever bit as good as he claimed. With Dee watching, Rick knelt in front of me and was soon trying to swallow every inch of me. He swallowed every drop as I shot off in his mouth. Not a problem. And Dee was still well lubed as I slid slowly up his poop chute. He used his bottom as a weapon that not only swallowed every inch of my dick, but gave it a massage while I tried to empty my load inside it. He knew how to work me so that I could only unload when he was tired and ready to let me go. Very few bottoms are that good, and those that are enjoy every minute of control they can get. Only when they are ready to give control to their top do they allow the invading dick to take over. When I did get control and finish my quest, I was totally exhausted and determined to deliver my biggest ever load. Dee smiled a huge grin as he turned to face and kiss. He knew he had just made another devoted friend. Who knows how many straight boys that boy had destroyed?

I handed over their swim suits and let them go. Both boys knew we weren’t done. Both would eagerly follow me to the store room at the pool where we would practice our trade at other times. Both knew that when other boys watched us disappear into the store room, they were aware I was about to be entertained. Other boys would offer to “help out in the store room or maybe in my office” because it meant more time in the pool. I was generous to those boys who were willing to help out. Rick was more than happy to welcome new boys. Between Rick, Dee, and I, several new boys learned what the store room was for.

Since Dee was more than anxious to volunteer to help me out as often as possible, I taught him how to crawl under the desk in my office where my desk chair slid under. It was a large metal service desk with covered sides. He had a pillow under the desk so he could get in a relaxed position. Then he would open my fly or pull my swim suit down so he could engulf my entire shaft and constantly suck on it. In no time at all, Dee had learned how to lean forward until he had my entire rod totally covered. Since he was out of sight, even people who came into the office had no idea a boy was blowing me under the desk. When ever I needed to take a leak, Dee would allow me to fill his tummy, then would head for the rest room to empty his bladder. He got to the point where he not only liked doing that for me, but liked the taste of my pee. During the days school was out, you could find Dee either in the pool, or in my office. Neither of us let any one else know about his hiding place in my office. I was proud that I could get away with that stunt. Dee was just as pleased.

When possible, I would close and lock the office. Dee knew what that meant, and would get out the vaseline to hand it to me as he pulled down his speedos and made himself comfy over the edge of my desk. Sometimes, I would get him to spread out by leaning over the arm of an easy chair in the office. Either way, I would open him up first by working his hole until Dee was so anxious he would be begging for me to give him the play toy he really wanted. By the time I moved in place behind him, Dee would be moaning in pleasure literally loving it as my seven inch shaft slid in to the hilt. I would then pause long enough to play with his prostate. Only when he wiggled and giggled did I start breeding him. Even then, I would change the rhythm or maybe pull out to kiss and hug. Sometimes I would blow him causing him to have a dry orgasm which he loved. Then I would sit down and let him sit on his toy moving around on it while we each enjoyed just being together. When ready, I would turn him over again, enter him, and breed him roughly until both of us would climax. It was hard to say which of us had more fun, or who was the more exhausted.

The fun didn’t always happen at the office, and went on for a couple years. I was there when Dee had his first actual cum load. He did it with my dick working over his fun spot. Both of us were tickled, but I’m sure Dee was more amazed than me. It wasn’t much. And it was pretty watery, but he could have cared less. Both of us shared the taste of his sweetest ever first sperm load.

Dee came to my beach home when I moved out of town. He loved that I was able to cruise the boys on the beach. Both of us did. Dee wore his speedos and wiggled his butt as he walked the sand strip along the beach. It was amazing how many young boys followed him to my place where his “uncle” taught the boys a lot more than how to swim.

We didn’t see each other as much after I took another job, but he kept coming. When he did, we would spend lots of time doing what Dee loved to do. Not only did he love having my shaft up his butt, he loved cruising the beach looking for older boys that would be swimming or sun bathing on the beach. When ever he found one that needed training, he would ask me to show the boy how to please him. That meant I was to find out how far the boy was willing to go.

Some boys on the beach were there to make money. New boys knew they would have to learn the tricks of the trade to hustle on the beach. And I lived on the beach. I knew what they needed to know to please and to be safe. Dee would befriend those boys and lead them to my place.

One day Dee strolled into the house with a friend following close behind him. The boy was a beautiful thirteen year old blond haired doll that would be much in demand on this beach. He was also Ronnie’s younger brother, Eric, that I had done a couple years ago. I had no idea Dee even knew him. When Dee introduced him and waited for us to shake hands, I surprised both of them by stretching my arms around Eric and pulling him to me as I wrapped my arms around him. Eric had grown a lot. He had become even more gorgeous than he had been (if that was possible). He was smiling broadly knowing he already knew Dee’s good buddy. We hugged tightly for a long time.

Then Eric turned to Dee to explain how I had been a family friend and had been intimate with his big brother. Not only did he know his big brother was close to me, he had been awake the night I had licked and sucked him. It was the first time Eric had actually let an adult suck on his thingy. He had loved it, but didn’t dare let Ronnie know what I had done for fear Ronnie would blame him. He now knew that me and his brother were no longer all that close.

After a drink and some three way play between me, Dee, and Eric, we wound up nude and lude on the floor of my place. Dee openly volunteered the former relationship between me and his big brother, John. Eric was amazed that I had been fooling with both big brothers, especially since he knew John was gay. By the time, we were through telling on each other, we were comparing notes as well as making out. This time, Eric demonstrated how well Dee had taught him how to give blow jobs. And he was good. He had not tried out his skills on an adult, but had no reason to worry. He was good. He not only knew how to swallow the entire length, but knew how to prolong it and how to swallow and share. We spent an afternoon getting reacquainted. Both boys were amazed that we had so much in common. Both agreed that their big brothers should not know about our play time without them.

Eventually, I would not only claim Eric’s cherry, but he openly gave in to Dee as well. It was silently agreed between us that Dee was the one with a crush on Eric, but was willing to meet with Eric at my house where both of us could share him. Eric was more of a top than a bottom, which would eventually cause problems between them. The threesome lasted about a year. For me, it was a fun thing. I was not committed to either of them. I also had other boys visiting and made no secret of that. John would eventually find out about me and Dee. He wasn’t happy, but accepted it. He also made out with Eric, but never knew that I had done Eric’s big brother. And I chose not to admit any thing I didn’t need to. Eric and Ronnie went their own way in time.

Dee and John continued to remain my friends for a lot of years. Both would come out as gay. Dee met a man named Ramon. They became partners, and still are. John also found a partner named Jerry. They have been lovers for years. Me? I still live on the beach.

And now you know the other side of the story.