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Robert and Johnny
The rest of the story
(Part three of the trilogy began in My 11th Summer, then Tween to Teen)
By: Kewl Dad

My folks went all out for my 19th Birthday party, and there were more people there than I could count. In fact, so many people had been invited that my folks had the party in one of the private dining rooms at Thomas Restaurant.

Besides family, there were all my friends, including some I hadn't seen since graduation and of course my usual compatriots. Everyone was happy to see Gerald, and there were a lot of hugs and even some kisses from the females present. Gerald seemed happy and content to be the center of their attention, and I noticed he was giving one of the girls a lot of his attention.

Gerald might like guy sex, but he enjoyed the ladies as well, and I hoped he'd score some pussy before he headed off to Nam. As it turned out he did quite well for himself.

Their were a few gifts, but most of my relatives gave me cards with cash. Mom and dad had bought me a new stereo, and later I gave my old one to Caleb to put in his room.

Johnny stuck to me like glue the whole party, and if there was any doubts about what kind of relationship we had, they were quickly put to rest that afternoon.

It was good to see Donnie and Walter again, as well as Jake, Ronnie, Larry, Evelyn, Rodney, and a few others from school. It was almost like a reunion, and I enjoyed catching up with everyone.

When the party was over, people began to drift away till just the core group, plus Donnie and Walter remained. Ronnie and Jake had invited us over later, and we agreed to drop by around 9.

Our plan was for Johnny and me to spend the night at my house, but first we wanted to go out with the guys and have some fun. I left my folks to clean up after thanking them and assuring them it was the best party ever.

I think Mikey had as much fun as I did, and he was the center of attention most of the time. He wanted to come with us big guys, but I promised him we'd take him with us tomorrow and he didn't beg. He was such a good kid, and I gave him an extra big hug. Of course he wanted a hug from the rest of the gang as well, and once that was done, we were out the door.

We drove around for awhile, just visiting and catching up, then we decided to stop at DQ for drinks. We'd eaten snacks, and of course cake and ice cream at the party, but we were still a little hungry and wound up getting burgers as well. We skipped the fries though, and by the time we'd finished our burgers we were full.

Around nine, we drove to Ronnie and Jake's apartment and Ronnie met us at the door. It was pretty crowded with the nine of us, but kind of nice really, cozy I guess. We tried to keep the noise down because we certainly didn't want Ronnie and Jake to get evicted, but it's hard to keep that many boys quiet in such a tight space.

I'd like to say we took the opportunity to have a huge nasty orgy, but we were a bit more subdued that night. In fact, our peckers never left our pants that whole night.

We stayed till around 11, then drove Caleb and Tony home, and lastly Gerald. We promised to pick him up the next day around noon, and after hugs from us, he went inside.

We sat there till he was out of sight, then Johnny turned to me and sighed, "I hate letting him out of our sight, but I know his mom wants him home too."

"Yeah, well...we'll spend as much time with him as we can," I said squeezing Johnny's hand gently.

We drove back to my house in near silence and I used my key to let us in. As expected, the house was quiet, but mom had left the hall light on for us. We quickly used the bathroom and brushed our teeth then headed off to my room. We'd showered earlier before the party, and once in my room we stripped off our clothes and piled into bed.

We snuggled for a bit, but as always it didn't take long for things to heat up. We made out for a long time before making slow and gentle love to one another, then fell asleep in a tangle of arms and legs.

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Sunday night we had a huge dinner at Johnny's house and invited Gerald and his mom. She and Gerald had grown closer once his step brother had enlisted in the service, and I could tell she was as worried as we were about Gerald's upcoming deployment.

Once again Mikey was the life of the party, and Gerald's mom seemed to take to him right away. I don't know if Mikey really understood what was going on with Gerald, and we tried not to let on how worried we were, but I guess he picked up on our concerns. He spent a lot of time with Gerald and his mom, and I think his presence was soothing to both of them.

After dinner, us boys, including Mikey, walked over to the park. The weather was warm for March and sunny, and it felt good to be outside. We took turns catching Mikey at the bottom of the big slide, then walked over to the merry-go-round and we all got on board. We took turns pushing the merry-go-round before jumping on board and riding it out.

We were all a little dizzy afterwards, but what fun it was. As I looked around at my friends, for a moment I saw them as they once were, adolescent boys eager to have fun and enjoying life to it's fullest. In some ways we hadn't changed, but we were older, almost adults, and soon we'd have to make our place in the world. Some of us would marry perhaps, have kids of their own, a new generation of kids to carry on. Johnny and I might never be able to get married, and we certainly couldn't bear children, but that didn't mean our lives needed to be empty. We'd contribute in our own ways, and there was always the hope that Mikey would make us proud uncles.

"What's up babe?" Johnny said hugging me from behind, despite being in a public place, "You look a million miles away."

"Do you remember when we used to swing over there, trying to see who could go the highest? And you were always the bold one, bailing out after you got as high as you could. I was never that brave."

"I wasn't brave, I was stupid," Johnny laughed, "I could've broke my legs, or my neck."

"Yeah, it felt like we were swinging out over a river or something with that little creek so close. I wonder how many kids have thought that as they swung there. It's sort of weird to think about how many kids have played here in this park and all the other places we've played, and how many will come after us."

"Yeah, like Mikey and Joe Jr." Johnny said, "life goes on, but we've still got a whole lot of life ahead of us to enjoy."

"Yeah, you're right. I just get all nostalgic when we come back home. We'd better go rescue the others from Mikey, he's probably running them ragged."

We took Mikey for ice cream later, then drove Caleb and Tony home to granny's. There were no classes the next day and we planned on staying one more night and driving back tomorrow afternoon.

When we got back to Johnny's, mom and dad gathered up Mikey and we said goodbye and walked them to the car. We said our goodbyes and promised to come home again in two weeks. Saying goodbye to Mikey was the hardest though, but he was a good kid and didn't whine about it. He'd had a great weekend, and he was a tired little guy. Johnny and I both hugged him and he clung to us for a long time before pulling away and settling into the backseat.

We slept in Johnny's room that night, and unlike the night before we didn't waste any time. Almost as soon as we were in bed, we were going at each other like animals and didn't let up till we'd came in as many holes as possible. Sex always seemed to be the cure for any melancholy feelings I had, and our lovemaking that night chased away any lingering blues that remained.

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Back at school, we fell into our familiar routine with one exception. That following weekend Gerald came to visit and stayed with us until the day before he was to leave for his deployment.

We loved having him with us and we tried to wear him out sexually, figuring he might be deprived for awhile once he got to Nam. One night as the three of us lay in bed recuperating after a rather vigorous sex session, Gerald told us about the two girls he'd met at my birthday party.

I only knew one of them, Deborah, and the other girl turned out to be her cousin Sheri. Deborah was our age, but Sheri was a year younger, and according to Gerald the more experienced of the two.

"I'd almost forgotten about them, then one day I decided to call Debbie. I asked if she wanted to go to a movie or something, and she said she really couldn't leave her cousin all alone. I could tell she was kind of hinting so I said, bring her too."

"You dog, two girls," Johnny chuckled.

"Yeah, well...I didn't really think anything would happen, you know? I just figured we'd see a movie and I'd take em home, but it was better than staying home and watching my mom walk the floor."

"So did you see a movie?" I asked.

"Yeah, but not in town. We drove to Muskogee and had dinner, then went to a movie there. It was this old theater with a balcony, and we sat up there, and there was hardly anyone else there. We were the only ones in the front row, and the closest people were like four rows behind us."

"So...you're killing me with suspense. What happened next?" Johnny begged.

"Well, like I said, we were in the front row and no one else was anywhere near us. It was dark up there, and the railing in front of us was draped with this banner or something where we sat in the center, so no one could see anything except our upper bodies, if they could see anything at all."

"And..." I said feeling my pecker start to swell again. Even if I didn't like girls that way, it was exciting to think about Gerald having sex with one.

"Well, I was in the middle, and Debbie was holding my hand on one side and Sheri on the other. It was pretty cozy and kind of exciting. I'd had a boner ever since we sat down and my jeans weren't doing much to hide it. Debbie kept looking at it then, she'd look over at Sheri and they'd both smile. I was sort of embarrassed, but horny as heck, and wondering where this was headed."

I moaned, "I can almost guess where it's heading. At least I know where it would be heading if it was me looking at your boner," I chuckled.

"Well, like I said before, Sheri turned out to be the bolder one of the two, and suddenly she was running her fingers up and down my leg. That caused my boner to jump, and she giggled and began running her fingers closer and closer to it till she made contact."

"Oh man," Johnny moaned.

"Yeah, I almost came right then. I wished I'd jerked off before the date, but I hadn't done it since the night before and I was loaded and ready to go. Anyway, I sort of moaned I guess, and Debbie looked our way and laughed. Then, as if I wasn't in enough trouble, she leaned in and started kissing me."

"Oh man," I said reaching down to hold my now fully erect cock.

"Yeah, but that's not all. While Debbie took my mind off what Sheri was doing, Sheri managed to get my jeans unbuttoned and unzipped and hauled out my pecker, right there in the movie theater."

"I was too turned on to even worry about getting caught or anything, I just wanted to see what she'd do next."

"Oh man, did she...?"

"Yep, she went down on me. Right there in the balcony of that theater. I've been with a few girls, and most of em aren't too keen on sucking a cock, and the ones who do it usually aren't very good, or they don't swallow, but man...this girl was a pro and seemed to really like it."

"Wow, did she suck you off?" Johnny guessed.

"Not then, first she gave Debbie a turn at it. Oh man, I had two girls sucking my pecker and it was all I could do not to blow as soon as her lips touched it. I gotta say, Debbie didn't seem to like it as much as Sheri, or maybe she just wasn't as experienced, but she was doing okay. Pretty soon Sheri took over again and this time she didn't let up till I blew. She swallowed every drop too, and licked me clean."

"Oh man, that's hot," I panted.

"Yeah, I was wasted after that. I just sat there, my dick hanging out and still wet from her spit and still rock hard."

"Too bad you couldn't get it up their twats," Johnny said.

"I did, later...in the car in Honor Heights Park," Gerald laughed, "both of them."

"What? No way...tell us all about it," I insisted.

"Well, after my amazing blow job, I felt like I needed to do something for the girls too, so I started rubbing their breasts, then they legs and reached up under their skirts to find they weren't wearing panties. They were so wet and I fingered them both then, sniffed my fingers and went at it again. I know pussy isn't your thing, but God it was hot. My dick was still out and throbbing the whole time, and they were moaning so loud I was afraid we'd be caught."

"Did you stay for the whole movie?" Johnny laughed.

"Movie, what movie?" Gerald laughed, "Nah, and I can't even remember what movie it was. I finally zipped up and suggested we find somewhere more private, and that's how we wound up in the park. It wasn't past curfew yet and we didn't see a single car where we were parked."

"Did you do it in the car?" I asked.

"At first, then I found a blanket in the trunk of the car and spread it out on the grass. While I fucked one of them, I fingered the other one, and I was so excited I managed to get off twice in a row without even resting between."

"I hope you used a rubber," Johnny laughed.

"Yeah, both times. I think that helped to slow me down, cause I fucked a long time."

"We were wiped out by the time I finally took them home, but Sheri went back home the next day and Debbie said that what we did was fun, but that she had a steady boyfriend and wanted to be true to him from now on."

"Women," I laughed, "what a joke. She suddenly wants to be true to her boyfriend...."

"Worked for me, no loose ends," Gerald said grinning, "but you know what? as hot as that blowjob in the balcony of that theater was, being with you guys is somehow better."

"Well, we are quite experienced when it comes to the male anatomy," I chuckled.

"Yeah, and guys suck cock better," Johnny bragged.

"Yeah, but...it's not just the sex," Gerald said looking very emotional, "it's just being with you guys. We've had some fun times over the years, and I'm gonna miss you guys the most."

"Aww, don't start us bawling," Johnny said, "instead start us balling, as in fucking," he laughed.

"Again?" you guys are wearing me out," Gerald teased, "but hell, I may not get any ass or head for a long time, unless I can find me some Vietnamese pussy."

"I would imagine it's easy to find," Johnny said, "if you have five dollars," he added laughing.

"I'll be sure to save all my money then," Gerald laughed.

We started off slow this time, and though we didn't actually fuck this round, we did suck each other off. We fell asleep shortly thereafter, but when we awoke the next morning Gerald was gone.

After peeing and getting dressed, we came out to find Gerald, Tony, and Caleb cooking breakfast. I suspected as much when I smelled the bacon wafting in from the kitchen, and discovered I was starved.

"Good morning guys," we said cheerfully despite being up late and having sex. Somehow I always felt renewed and energized after an especially good session.

"You smell like sex," Caleb joked, "and look like it too. Did you guys have fun?'

"Of course, maybe tonight we'll let you join us," Johnny offered.

"Well, I'm always up for some fun," Caleb said grinning.

"Hey, what about me?" Tony said comically.

"You too buddy," I said leaning down to hug him from behind. His hands went to mine and I just stood there for a while holding him and soaking up his warmth. Tony had become so much a part of our lives that it was hard to imagine it without him. I was glad he'd agreed to go to college and not move to Texas as he'd once planned, but let's face it, that was before he had friends and family, and now he had us.

"You two gonna make out or what?" Johnny joked, "cause if you are, I want to watch."

"Can't I just hug my brother," I said leaning down to kiss Tony's nappy hair.

"I'm kidding," Johnny said joining the hug, "how you doing brother?" he said to Tony, "we were in bed by the time you got home last night."

"I'm good, was out with Dale and some friends. I'll be home early tonight. My last class is 3."

"Cool, maybe we can order pizza or something," I suggested.

"Yeah, that sounds good," Tony said.

Breakfast was scrambled eggs, toast, and bacon, and we ate quickly and got ready for class. Since everyone had different schedules, everyone drove themselves, except me of course, who always rode with Johnny.

We hated leaving Gerald alone, but he assured us he had things to do and would keep busy. He had his own car, and by now he knew the city pretty well, so we trusted he'd be okay.

When we got home later we noted Gerald's car was parked out front and when we got inside we found him and another guy who looked a little older than us sitting on the sofa and talking.

"Hey, hope you don't mind me having company, this is Mike McKinney, we knew each other from boot camp. We ran into each other at the Dairy Stop and got to talking..."

"Hey Mike, nice to meet you," I said offering my hand, "I'm Robert."

Johnny introduced himself next and Mike smiled, "I feel like I know you guys already. Gerald talked about you guys a lot in basics."

"Really, well...I'm sure it was all true, unless it was bad, in which case Gerald is a liar," Johnny joked.

"Oh, it was all good," Mike said mysteriously.

"Can you stay for dinner Mike? We're having pizza and beer tonight."

"Sure, if it's okay. My folks are getting tired of me hanging around anyway," he chuckled.

"Oh, so you live here in town?" I asked, then Johnny and I sat down while we got better acquainted.

Mike was 20 and had actually attended the college for a year before deciding he wasn't ready for higher education and deciding to enlist in the Army instead. He was a little taller than me maybe 6'2", and a little heavier, but it appeared to be all muscle. He was handsome, but not flashy, with dark wavy hair and brown eyes. He'd met Gerald at boot camp, and though we didn't find out till later, he was the guy he'd had the mini-orgy with. Mike might like women, but like most guys his age he was open to new possibilities, and he'd discovered what most of us already knew, that guys gave better head.

Mike had a younger sister who was still home, and an older brother that lived in Kansas. His folks had lived in the same house as long as they'd been married and had raised their three kids there and that was the only home Mike had known till he enlisted in the Army.

When Tony and Caleb showed up, the introductions were made and we caught them up to speed on our conversation. Eventually our stomachs began to growl and Tony volunteered to go get the pizzas. Johnny threw him the keys to the Bug Bus and he was off. The pizza place was only a short distance away and since we'd called in the order it wasn't long till Tony was back.

I passed a beer to everyone and we sat down at the dining room table, which fortunately had seating for six. We talked about school, the war, and the general state of the country and got to know Mike much better, and he seemed like a decent and intelligent guy. I got absolutely no gay vibes from him at all, but I did notice him watching Johnny and me closely, and I wondered if he knew about us, or if we were giving off some vibes of our own.

Tony and Caleb had plans to attend a rally at 7, so they showered after dinner and were out the door shortly afterwards. That left the four of us to continue our conversation, and eventually we moved to the living room again. That was when Gerald told us about his and Mike's experience with the two girls while on R&R.

"Yeah, what was that one girl's name, the one with the little titties, Brenda or Barbara or something like that," Gerald laughed, "she had a nice ass though."

"Becky, her name was Becky," Mike said blushing, "and the other one was Lizz."

"Yeah, I remembered Lizz, she had a tight coochie," Gerald laughed, "but she didn't give head worth shit."

"Uh huh," Mike said, looking embarrassed, but the grin on is face said he was remembering the experience fondly.

"We fucked them both," he said to us then, "but they were wore out by then and we were still horny. That's when I suggested that I'd clean the pussy off Mike's dick with my mouth," Gerald laughed, "and he went for it."

"Gerald..." Mike sputtered.

"It's cool, I don't have any secrets from these guys. I've told them this story before, they just didn't know who you were till now."

"We were really drunk that night," Mike said to us as if trying to explain.

"No excuses necessary," I said, "Gerald gives great head, that's for sure."

"Oh, yeah..." Mike chuckled, "it was good."

"Well, you were a quick learner yourself," Gerald said grinning, "but when you let me fuck you, I was totally surprised."

"I must've been drunk," Mike said blushing deep red, "I'd never done that stuff before."

"Well, it might've helped that I told you that you could fuck me when I was done."

"Man, I can't believe we fucked that much," Mike groaned.

"Well, we'd been saving it up. It was hard to even find enough privacy to jerk off in the barracks. So, we went a little crazy, but it was fun, right?"

"Yeah, it was like I had ten year's worth of sex in one night."

I couldn't help but notice that Mike had a tent in his jeans now and it seemed to be rising steadily. Of course everyone was pretty aroused by then, including myself. I might not like women, but the thought of Gerald and Mike fucking was damned exciting.

"Yeah, that was the night. And the great thing was, we didn't have to use rubbers when we fucked each other," Gerald chuckled.

"Uh, can I use your bathroom?" Mike said squirming a little.

"Sure, right down the hall there," I said.

"Don't jerk it," Gerald said sounding serious, "save it."

"Uh, I wasn't," Mike said blushing, "just need to pee."

When Mike was gone, Gerald leaned in to us and said softly, "What do you guys think, want to show Mike a good time tonight?"

"I'm in," I said quickly, "if he's willing. He seems a little shy about that stuff."

"Oh, he's not shy once he gets naked," Gerald said, "but maybe it's time for a few more beers."

When Mike returned, I jumped up and grabbed a beer for everyone, and Mike took his eagerly. He'd only drank one with his pizza, but he gulped half of this one down quickly. I couldn't help but wonder, was he hoping the beer would give him the courage for whatever it was Gerald had in mind for him? I was almost sure Gerald had discussed this with Mike before we got home, and the fact that he hadn't bolted for the door, was a good sign.

I wasn't sure exactly what Gerald had in mind, so I decided to just let him lead and to back him up where needed. Johnny and I finished our beer and decided to take a shower, and Gerald said that sounded like a good idea.

When we got back to the living room, dressed in just shorts and no shirts, we were surprised to see Gerald and Mike had showered too, and I wondered if they'd showered together or separately. But the biggest shock was: they were wearing nothing but their white FOL undies.

I couldn't help but give Mike a good looking over, and I was pleased by what I saw. I wondered if he had been this muscular before the Army, or if they'd whipped him into shape, but what I saw before me now was a man in near perfect physical condition. His chest was broad and muscled and well defined, and he had just a little hair on his chest to look manly and not ape-like. I also noticed he had that little trail of hair from his belly button to the top of his briefs, the path to paradise, and I wondered what treasures were at the end of that path.

"Oh, well...I see you guys got comfy," I chuckled.

"It was Gerald's idea," Mike said blushing, "but we're used to being in our civvies around the barracks."

"Underwear, and less, are common dress around here," I assured him.

"Yeah, we're not even wearing any underwear," Johnny chuckled.

"How about another beer?" Gerald suggested, then without asking he went to the kitchen to grab them.

Mike still seemed a bit nervous, and from the looks of his crotch his erection had gone down some. Mine had subsided some after our shower, but seeing Mike in his tighty whities had revived it to some degree.

"What time will Tony and Caleb be back?" Gerald wondered.

"Late," I offered, "they're going to some guy's house afterwards for a meeting, and who knows what else," I added chuckling.

"Cool, just wondering if we should wait for them or what."

"No, they're on their own tonight," I laughed.

"Hey, I have a great idea," Johnny said jumping up from the couch, "how about if I light some candles and we kill these lights?"

"Yeah, hold on I'll help you," I said jumping up to join him.

We'd bought a bunch of huge candles at a bazaar one Saturday, planning on using them if we ever lost power, but since then we'd used them a few times for mood lighting. They were so big that even after burning them for hours at a time, they hardly looked any smaller.

We'd bought some plates at the same bazaar to use as candle holders and we sat them around the room strategically and lit the candles. Johnny turned off the overhead lights, and Gerald turned off the lamp on the end table, then I went around extinguishing the rest of the lights downstairs.

My gaze went from one face to the other, their eyes reflecting the flickering light, the soft light on their faces giving them an almost mystic look. I caught Mike's eye and he gave me a nervous smile. I tried to think about what it must be like for him, sitting around in his underwear with two strangers and a friend he'd known only a short time, though intimately.

My own sense of shock or nervousness had long disappeared, and all I felt was a sense of excitement, and I was anxious to begin. However, I'd decided to let Gerald lead, and waited for him to make the next move.

We finished our beer, and this time Johnny got up to replenish them. We were all four on the couch at this point, Gerald and Johnny on the ends, and Mike and I in the middle. Our legs were pressed together and I could feel the heat coming off both boys, and Mike seemed to be trembling a little.

"So, Mike...what do you think about getting more comfy?" Gerald said at last.

"Uh, what do you mean?" Mike stammered.

"What if we lost our undies?" Gerald said winking at me as he leaned forward.

"Uh, I guess," Mike said looking down at his lap where a huge tent now filled his undies.

"We're all friends here," Gerald said raising up just enough to free himself of his undies and releasing his hard cock from it's confines.

"No need to be shy," I said stripping off my own undies as Mike stared.

Then Johnny's came off, and Mike had to make a decision. Was he in or out? I guessed we'd soon find out. Fortunately, he didn't disappoint us and finally began to strip off his briefs.

As suspected, Mike was above average, probably 8 inches, with a dark mat of fur surrounding his cock and two hairy meaty balls below. Remember this was the 70s, and no one had heard of manscaping, and big bushes were considered sexy.

"Wow," I said, unable to hide my lust for that big piece of meat, "you're a healthy boy," I joked, causing everyone to chuckle, although Mike's laugh was a bit nervous.

"Nice one," Johnny said nodding, "and Gerald took that fatty up his butt? Nice going Gerald. I bet you walked funny for a week."

"I was so drunk, I never even thought about how big it was till he was trying to push it in me, then I squealed like a pig."

"Oh, it wasn't that bad," Mike said grinning, "I remember you begging me to fuck you harder," he said finally loosening up some.

"Yeah, well...it did feel pretty good once it was in," Gerald said, "and when you came it was like a cannon had gone off in my butt."

"Yeah, I come a lot," Mike said.

"Oh man, this I got to see, and taste, and feel," I said boldly.

"That's why we're here," Gerald said surprising me and Johnny by leaning in and kissing Mike on the lips.

It was a quick kiss, but Mike didn't seem to mind, and when Gerald went in for a second helping, Mike really got into it. They kissed and pawed at each other for a minute, then Johnny and I started on each other, but before long Gerald suggested we swap partners and I eagerly did so.

Mike's cock felt good in my mouth, and his precum was thick and sweet. I could only imagine what his cum tasted like, and I certainly intended to find out before the night was over. I wasn't sure if I wanted that big dick up my butt, but then I'd had big ones before, so it was really no challenge. I just liked the idea of tasting his load rather than having it leak out of my ass all night.

Johnny and Gerald were very familiar with each other and were soon engaged in a vigorous 69 on the rug. Mike watched the two a minute before suggesting we could do the same, only we used the couch. I laid on my back and had Mike move on top, putting his dick in my mouth as he found mine and went down on it.

He was quite a mouthful, but he was careful not to push too deep or go too fast, and I managed to keep up, all the while enjoying his mouth on my own throbbing pecker. Mike's precum was tasty and plentiful, and I could only imagine what his cum tasted like. Fortunately it didn't take long to find out. Suddenly he stiffened, cried out, then planted his dick in my throat as he began to unload.

It was all I could do to push him up off me so I could breathe, and more importantly so I could taste him and not have all his tasty cum go down my throat. He wasn't kidding, he did come a lot, and my mouth was soon filled with his salty/sweet taste. It was thick too, like tapioca pudding, and I imagined that he produced enough sperm to knock up a dozen girls at once.

I'd kinda forgotten about my own throbbing dick, but fortunately Mike hadn't, and suddenly I felt my orgasm rushing toward me like a runaway freight train. I didn't come as much as Mike, but I gave him a healthy dose of my spunk, and he gobbled it down almost greedily, all the while riding out his own massive orgasm. He might not be gay, but unlike a lot of guys, he gave as good as he got.

"Wow, you weren't kidding," I said once we'd sat back up, our cocks sticky with our cum and spit, "you do come a lot, and you taste great, in case no one ever told you that before."

"Thanks, you tasted good too," Mike said looking shy again.

Meanwhile, Johnny and Gerald had moved on to something a bit more strenuous, namely fucking. While Gerald was bent over the arm of the couch, Johnny was slowly pounding him from behind. I knew just what each of them was feeling, and my own cock soon began to regain some of it's steel.

I noticed Mike seemed to be quite interested in what the two were doing and kept rubbing his cock till it was rock hard again. It was then that I made the decision to take that massive wanger in my butthole.

However, I wanted to be in control this time, not only because of the size of that thing, but because I wanted to be able to control how long the fuck lasted.

I dropped to my knees and began sucking Mike again, and though he looked surprised he didn't protest. I didn't think spit would be enough for this monster, so I excused myself to grab the lotion from the bedroom, and when I returned, Mike watched me anxiously, no doubt wondering what I was up to.

"It's been awhile since I had one this big," I explained as I slathered his cock with the lotion, "so I'm gonna sit on it."

"What do you mean?" Mike laughed nervously.

"You'll see, here, work some of this into my butt with your fingers," I said handing him the lotion.

Mike seemed to know what he was doing, and soon he had two fingers in me, then three. At that point I decided I was as ready as I'd ever be and I pulled away.

I positioned Mike on the couch and straddled him, facing him, and reached back to find his cock. Man, it felt even bigger than I remembered, but I was committed to doing this even if it hurt like hell. I lined the massive head up with my pooper and slowly lowered myself till it was pushing hard at my back door. At first I was afraid my ass wasn't going to give in, then I pressed down like I was taking a dump and the head of Mike's monster popped inside me.

I almost screamed at first, but the pain took my breath away, and after a moment the pain ceased, and I knew the worst was over. Grabbing his shoulders to brace myself, I began to slowly lower my ass onto Mike's lap, inch by inch, till I finally felt his bush tickle my smooth backside.

I let out a sigh and looked at Mike, who was glassy eyed and goofy looking by now. He was shaking and his cock was throbbing inside me, as he battled the urge to start pumping away in me.

"Okay, here goes," I sighed, grab my hips and help me. My legs are kinda wobbly right now," I said leaning in a little.

Our lips met once or twice as we fucked, but this was more about sex than intimacy and we both knew it. I soon got into it and was bouncing up and down with urgency as his big cock rubbed that special place inside me, causing my own cock to ooze copious amounts of precum.

"Oh...oh...oh," Mike said over and over as the fuck continued, his eyes closed most of the time. Then suddenly his eyes flew open, his head flew back, and he grabbed me almost violently, driving his hardness inside me all the way as he began to unload.

I know they say you can't feel the actual cum hitting your guts, but I could feel his cock expanding and contracting as he pumped me full of his baby batter, and I swear I could feel the warmth stickiness hosing me down.

"Awwww gaaawwwwd," he cried out as he shivered, and shook, and panted and gyrated his hips as he rode out his intense orgasm.

Then the craziest thing happened, he leaned down and somehow managed to get my cock into his mouth, and as soon as his lips were wrapped around it, I began to come as well. I came hard, and felt myself dangerously close to passing out. Perhaps it was because I was impaled at one end and shooting off at the other, but one moment I was looking at the top of Mike's head as he sucked me dry, and the next I was seeing stars.

Eventually, my vision cleared, and my senses returned as I rode out the last of my orgasm, as did Mike. So far neither of us had shown any signs of going soft, and I could feel his cock still throbbing inside me, sending waves of pleasure through me even now that my orgasm was subsiding.

I let out a sigh and slumped forward against Mike, hugging his neck and just sitting there on his lap, still impaled and exhausted.

"Nice show," Johnny said, clapping and hooting.

Apparently he and Gerald had finished and watched the whole thing, though I'll admit I was barely aware of them the whole time. I blushed a little, feeling a little guilty for being so slutty, but the joy and pleasure far outweighed the guilt.

"Thanks, but I may walk funny for a while," I said finding my legs at last and starting to pull free.

"Here, let me help you," Johnny said coming over and wrapping his strong arms around me and helping me get untangled.

"Thanks babe," I said trembling a little.

"Well, how was it?" Gerald chuckled.

"Oh My God!!" Mike cried, a slight tremble in his voice, "I never came so hard in my life."

"Not even when you fucked me?" Gerald teased.

"Well, close..." Mike said grinning, "It was just so unexpected...doing it that way, and I was sooo deep."

"Tell me about it," I said reaching back to wipe at my sticky butt hole, "kinda messy back there. Be right back guys," I said excusing myself to the toilet.

When I returned after having voided Mike's huge load and washed up a bit, the three were sitting on the couch, still naked and sipping a beer. Johnny handed me a bottle and I sank down next to him and took a deep swig of the cold bitter brew.

"That was fun, now what do we do for an encore?" Gerald tease, causing us all to moan.

"I think twice in a row is enough for me," I said, "at least for now."

"Yeah, but it's still early," Johnny said, surprising me, "who knows what will fit in what hole before the night is over," he joked.

"You guys are fun," Mike laughed, "I have a feeling I'll remember this night for a long time to come.

"And come, and come, and come," Johnny laughed.

Somehow we did find the strength and desire to go another round, and I was glad. Mike slept with Gerald in Tony's room and Tony bunked with Caleb that night. If anything else went on with Mike and Gerald they never mentioned it, but Tony and Caleb did fool around, because they told us about it later. There were few secrets in our household, and those that were kept were the kind that a person really doesn't need to share.

We never saw Mike again after that night, but later after Gerald was deployed to Nam, he wrote to say that Mike had been killed in action. Because we knew Mike's folks lived there in town, it wasn't hard to find out where they lived, and we went to pay them a call.

Without going into too much detail, we told them we knew Mike through our mutual friend Gerald. Mike's mom said she knew Gerald, mostly through the stories Mike would tell about him, and that Mike had been very fond of him. She said she hoped he knew how much Mike thought of him, and we assured her that he did.

We only stayed a short time, mainly because it was all we could do not to break down and bawl our heads off just thinking about Mike and that we'd never see him again. Of course we feared for Gerald's safety as well, for Mike's death had brought the war home to us once more.

When the body was finally returned, we attended the funeral on a cloudy afternoon in April, and as to be expected, we were all in tears as we clung together, mourning the death of our friend Mike. Even though we'd only met him that once, we'd shared everything with him, and he had shared himself with us. What stronger bond can two people have in life?

By the time we got home, the skies had opened up and it rained hard that whole day. We laid around snuggling, drinking beer and eating junk food, but no one felt like doing much more. However, it was Johnny who got things started.

"What would Gerald and Mike be doing if they were here right now?" he said looking sad.

"Uh, well...if I know Gerald like I think I do, he'd be trying to get some sexy fun going," I admitted, "and Mike, well...he was open to just about anything Gerald suggested."

"Exactly, we've lost a friend, and we're worried for another friend, but we can't stop living. We need to keep on living for them. We need to laugh, and love, and make love, and do it for them. So, who's with me? Shall we fuck our blues away?"

I'll admit at first I was a little concerned about Johnny's attitude and suggestion, then the more I thought about it, the more I understood what he was saying. Nothing said I'm alive more than sharing yourself body and soul with another person, or in this case, three persons who I would lay down my life for.

Without saying anything more, we began to undress, and soon we were making love. We were still sad, still hurting inside from our loss, but the lovemaking did wonders to help heal our broken hearts. Our lovemaking that day was a celebration of love and life, and we dedicated it to the memory of our brother, Mike McKinney, who died in the service of his country.

End Chapter 8

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