Date: Fri, 8 Jun 2018 18:38:33 -0400
From: pensievemind@aol.com
Subject: Autumn Postponed - Chapter Three

Autumn Postponed - Chapter 3

Author's notes: Palmer hatches an elaborate scheme, hoping to inspire Shy
and Trey to invite him to share in their more !

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Chapter Three

	Try as I might, I couldn't fall asleep as early as I would have
liked.  At about 10:00, I set an alarm on my cell phone to 1:30 AM.  Hoping
the vibration and the quiet alarm would wake me, I put the phone in my
t-shirt pocket.  I turned on the TV, setting it to turn off in an hour,
hoping I'd be asleep by then.  As an added measure, I went into the
bathroom and drank three full glasses of water, hoping it would ensure that
I'd wake up needing to pee, and so wouldn't sleep through the alarm.

	I did wake up, not needing to pee but agitated, trying to figure
out what had caused me to do so.  Though my phone had fallen out of my
pocket, I was actually lying on top of it, so the vibration had its desired
effect.  Once I remembered where I was, I quickly remembered as well why my
alarm was set for such an absurd hour.  As I'd hoped earlier, before I had
a chance to drift back off to sleep, I felt as if my bladder was about to
burst, and so I got up and went to the bathroom, not bothering to cover my
nudity.

	Whether it was my need to piss or the thoughts of Trey and Shy, I
had a raging boner.  I suspect it was the latter, since after I pissed my
dick stayed as hard as it had been.  Lying back down, I had to fight the
temptation to have a wank, wanting to save myself for what I hoped was
going to happen soon.

	When it was 2:00, I got back out of bed.  I quietly made my way to
the bedroom door, listening for any signs of life.  Feeling reasonably sure
that I was the only one in the cottage awake, I slowly opened the door and
peered into the darkness.  Still nude, I stepped out of my room to the
beachfront door.  I opened it quietly and carefully, stepping out onto the
deck and pulling the door shut behind me.  Once again I was even more
excited by being naked in the great outdoors.  There was a very thin waxing
crescent moon almost directly overhead, casting an eerie light over the
sand.  Very small waves lapped on the shore, much quieter than the previous
morning.  More bravely than the night before, I stepped out onto the sun
deck, raising my arms and crossing my fingers behind my head, delighting in
the feeling of total exposure.

	I stared up the beach, hoping I would again see what I had seen
nearly 24 hours before.  Looking down at my own moonlight bathed body, I
imagined what Trey and Shy would look like walking down the beach naked.
No doubt they would be easier to see at a distance in the moonlight.  I
wondered if I would be able to see their erect dicks as they made their way
back towards our cottage.

	A momentary, horrible thought crossed my mind.  What if they didn't
come?  I had no idea how they had snuck out of their homes the previous
morning.  Would they be able to do so again?  Was it simply a one-time
lark, or was it a regular activity in which they indulged?  If they did
come again, maybe they would choose another stretch of beach.

	I glanced at my watch, surprisingly easy to read by the dim light
of the moon.  I decided I would give them until 2:30 AM before jacking off,
going back to bed, and trying to get some real sleep.  Almost automatically
my hand kept grasping my hard cock, slowly stroking it until I came to my
senses and stopped.  My traitorous libido argued that, even if I did cum
then, I would be able to do so again if Trey and Shy appeared later.  Even
my rational mind agreed, but there was still a part of me that steeled my
resolved.  I busied myself setting my watch alarm to 3:00 AM.

	It was nearly 2:20 when I began to lose hope.  Still, I reasoned,
there was no reason why I should expect them to appear at exactly the same
time as the previous morning.  That was, after all, the only reason I had
settled on a 2:30 AM deadline.  I was, nevertheless, reaching a crisis
moment, when I would either have a fantasy fulfilled, or have to just beat
myself off and go to bed.  My hand again fondled my dick, wondering if Trey
and Shy would find it enticing, or at least as enticing as they apparently
found each other's.

	At 2:25 I decided that I had, perhaps, been greedy.  The two local
boys had already given me jack off fodder to last for months, if not years.
Why would I expect more?  Come to that, despite what I'd seen and heard the
previous day, why would I presume that any time we spent together would
lead to anything sexual?  Yeah, they'd positioned themselves right in front
of my cottage.  Yeah, Shy wore a speedo that clearly showed his boner.
Yeah, Trey told me Shy was probably beating off in my bathroom.  So what?
These were just a bunch of coincidences... weren't they?

	Oh yeah, they had sucked each other off right on the steps of my
cottage!  That one was hard to dismiss, and was a memory hard to erase.
Maybe I should have done as they'd suggested.  Maybe I should have "caught"
them, and threatened to tell unless they sucked me as well.  Could I really
have had Shy's ass in that case?  Would he have been willing to go that far
to prevent my turning them in, even though I couldn't for a second imagine
to whom I would so?

	My watch beeped, stirring me from my revery.  Startled, I quickly
pushed the button to silence the 2:20 alarm I had set.  I glanced northward
again, seeing nothing of the two lithe figures I'd hoped to see.  Deciding
there was nothing else for it, I looked up and down the beach for any signs
of life.  Finding none, I stepped out onto the sun deck, grasped my cock,
and began slowly beating myself off in the faint moonlight.

	I began to fantasize about what might have happened if I had done
the same thing the previous morning.  What if I'd been beating my meat,
unaware of Trey and Shy until they'd already been watching me for several
minutes?  Would they have said anything, or hid in the shadows watching?
Would they have invited me to join in their sexual play?  Could they have
known that it was boys that excited me?  After all, all boys jerk off,
straight or gay.  Maybe they would have forced me to take them into my room
so that they could have their wicked way with me.

	As I pondered such scenarios, my hand began to move more quickly,
and I was certain the moment would soon arrive, powerfully but more quickly
than I wanted.  I forced myself to let go of my dick, taking a deep breath,
while still focusing on the image of all three of us on my bed.  I wanted
to cum so badly, but at the same time I wanted to make these feelings last
as long as possible.  I wanted to shout to the sea, "FUCK!" just to relieve
a bit of the sexual tension building in every cell of my body.

	Unconsciously shaking my head from side to side in frustration, I
thought I'd caught the sight of movement to my left.  Backing quickly into
the shadow of the upper deck, I gazed north along the beach.  With the
added illumination of the crescent moon, there was no doubt that I was
seeing what I'd seen the night before.  Two slim human forms were walking
down the beach in my direction!

	I had to move fast.  I had to get back into my room and turn on the
small lamp on the nightstand before they came close enough see it suddenly
come on.  I opened the cottage door and stepped inside, pushing the door
shut behind me as quickly and quietly as I could.  Going into my room, I
hurriedly turned on the bedside lamp to its lowest setting before closing
the door.  Making sure the window to the deck was completely opened, I lay
spread eagle on the bed and strained to hear any sounds beyond that of the
low surf.

	Though it seemed an eternity, it was probably no more than 5
minutes before I heard a recognizable sound.  It was like a snort, a sort
of suppressed laugh.  Nothing more at first.  Then another sound.  A creak
of wood under stress.  Then another.  They were climbing the stairs.  Next
came an unmistakably human sound: "Shhh!"

	The last sounded close enough that I knew the time had come.  The
headboard of my bed rested just under the window.  Anyone looking in from
outside would be able to see my entire body, at least from the neck down.
With my legs spread wide, I took hold of my stiff dick and started slowly
jerking myself.

	"Dude," I heard in a whisper that I'm sure Shy thought was too
quite to be heard, "I told you!  When I saw his light was on, I knew he'd
be jerkin' it!"  I nearly laughed out loud at how clearly I could hear him.

	"Shhh!" came as what I assumed to be Trey's reply.  They had to be
nearly against the screen watching me pleasure myself.  The thought of them
both watching excited me in ways I'd never dreamt before.  "Fuck, he's got
an awesome dick," Trey whispered.

	Until that very moment, I'd never considered myself particularly
desirable, and certainly not sexually so.  Then again, it's not as if I'd
had a lot of opportunities to gauge that desirability.  Not attending a
regular high school, my circle of friends was somewhat limited.  I'd been
informed, from time to time, that this girl or that girl "liked" me, but
I'd never pursued any of those relationships.  Perhaps if I'd been told
some good looking guy wanted to hook up, I might have thought about it.

	"Shit, I gotta cum," I heard Shy whisper desperately.  I knew by
Trey's quiet chuckle that Shy was pounding his pud right out on my deck.

	"Hey, Shy," I heard Trey whisper, "Bet you'd like Palmer to fuck
your ass, huh?  Let's tell him we're here and ask him to fuck you."  There
was no reply, but I could hear Shy sort of whimper.  I couldn't know if it
was just from his masturbation or from Trey's suggestion, but it was a cute
sound that I'd have loved to hear him make if I was balls deep in his ass.

	Deciding it was time to turn up the volume, I half said/half
moaned, "Oh, Shy, I wanna fuck your ass!"  I started pumping my hips up and
down into my hand.  "Damn you have such a beautiful ass!  It's so nice and
round!  I wanna yank your speedos down and fuck you right on the beach!"

	Just to give them more of a show, and because I was feeling so
sexy, I sat up, rolled forward and got up onto my knees, so that my ass was
facing the window and my dick was hanging down.

	"Holy shit!" I heard Trey say, no doubt more loudly than he'd
intended.  "Shy, lookit dis!  He's so fucking into it!"

	Not wanting Trey to feel left out, I moaned, "Let me suck that hot
dick, Trey!  Oh yeah, I wanna lick those hot balls!"  Flipping around onto
my back, I now had my feet toward the window.  Knowing I still had an
appreciative audience, I said, "Fuck, if you were here right now I'd suck
you both dry.  I'd fuckin' empty your balls.  I'd fuck Shy till my cum shot
out his mouth!"

	The total exhibitionism, the appreciative audience, and my own
sudden lascivious fantasies all combined to carry me on to that moment of
no return.  There was no further hope of going slowly, and my hand became a
blur as I stroked myself roughly, desperate for a monumental climax.
Still, I needed to add one more ingredient to ensure that my fantasies
could soon become reality.

	"Trey," I moaned, "Trey, I never been fucked.  I want you to teach
me.  I want you to fuck me, Trey."  Actually, this thought had not crossed
my mind until that very moment.  I'd never really thought about having a
cock up my ass, but somehow the thought of Trey penetrating me pushed me
even further.  I remembered what he'd said to Shy the previous morning, and
added, "Fuck my boy pussy, Trey!  Fuck me, dude!"  I lifted my legs and
stuck the tip of my middle finger into my asshole, in full view of Trey and
Shy.

	"Oh, Fuuuuuck!" I moaned as I felt my climax approach.  Though my
eyes were squeezed tightly shut, I knew the first blast of cum shot high
and far.  The second landed on my chin and neck, the third on my chest.  My
dick continued to pump, but the subsequent discharge did little more than
dribble over my hand, falling into my pubes.

	"Fuck. Me!" I heard Trey quietly exclaim through the window screen.

	Keeping up the act, I still pretended not to know the boys had
watched my whole show.  I took a few deep breaths and climbed out of the
bed.  Going into the bathroom, into which they could easily look if they
chose, I used a couple wads of toilet paper to wipe off the cum that had
landed on me.  Stepping back into the bedroom, my bare foot landed on
something cool, wet and slimy.  My first blast had cleared the bed
completely and hit the floor!  That was way further than I'd ever shot
before.

	I climbed back into bed, my head to the window, and laid on my
back, running my hand up and down my body, and squeezing my deflated cock.
Smiling to myself, I decided it was time to draw the curtain on this
performance.  Rolling over, I reached out and and turned off the bedside
lamp.

	"He must be going to sleep," I heard Trey whisper, almost laughing
again that they thought they were being so quiet, while I could hear them
so clearly.

	"Good," I could hear Shy reply.  "Now come --."  Whatever he said
was drowned out by a crashing wave, and I suspected he had moved away from
the window.  Listening for any further sounds, but hearing none, I rolled
over and got up on my knees, looking out through the screen.  The moonlight
showed me that neither boy was still outside my window.  Looking as far as
I could to the right and left, I couldn't see either of them at all.

	Climbing out of bed again, I opened the bedroom door and walked
across the hall to the other bedroom, which also had an oceanside window,
the bed situated as the one in my room.  Kneeling on it, I slowly lifted a
slat of the close mini-blind, and peered out into the semi-darkness.

	I immediately identified Shy, facing me and visible only from the
waist up.  I could see that he was kneeling on the arms of one of the
wooden Adirondack chairs furnished for renters' use.  It looked like he was
thrusting his hips forward, his head thrown back and his eyes closed.  It
took several more seconds before I recognized the top of a head just
visible over the back of the chair.  I saw a pair of arms reach up to wrap
themselves around Shy's hips.  I realized that Shy was fucking Trey's
mouth, while Trey took advantage of his position to grab onto Shy's
beautiful bubble butt, as he had the night before.

	Despite my recent, very powerful, orgasm, my dick quickly rose
again to almost painful fullness.  Even the previous night's escapades
didn't excite me as much as what I saw before me.  I immediately wished I
could be in Trey's place, pulling Shy into my mouth by his smooth, round
ass.  They made it look as if that was the purpose for which the chair had
been built.

	Now I was faced with the problem of what to do.  More than anything
I wanted to walk outside in all my naked splendor and announce my presence.
A dozen possibilities of how I'd be invited into the mix flashed through my
mind.  I knew they wanted me, and now they knew I wanted them, so I was
sure they'd be open to it.

	Still, I was hesitant to interrupt their lovemaking.  Shy looked so
beautiful, his long hair blown about by the warm breeze, his face a study
in ecstasy.  His slight, but firmly muscled chest flexed as he grabbed hold
of the chair back, leaning forward over Trey's face, thrusting even faster,
no doubt on his way to a powerful orgasm.  I wished the window had been
opened so that I could hear whatever sounds he produced in the throes of a
clearly satisfying blowjob.

	I was sure that, if we had enough opportunities to get together, we
would all tell one another what we saw during these early morning hours.
They would confess having watched me jerk myself so theatrically.  I would
confess to having arranged the whole thing, making sure they knew which
room was mine, leaving the window open and the light on, and then waiting
for them to arrive before I began my performance.  I would tell them how
I'd heard their voices and, knowing they were listening, how I had spoken
their names as characters in the sexual fantasy I'd conjured to bring about
my explosive ejaculation.  Then I would tell them how I had seen them on
both mornings, and how aroused I'd been each time.

	But for now, I decided that hoping to join them was premature and
badly timed.  Though I knew not many sounds would travel as far as my
parents' room, I doubted that, if I invited Trey and Shy into my room for
an acrobatic three-way, we'd likely be unable to restrain ourselves enough
to avoid discovery.

	Instead, I very slowly turned the wand that would open the blinds,
just enough to be able to watch the action without having to peer through a
single opening.  Now I could move back a bit from the window, further into
shadow, and watch unimpeded as I again stroked my overly used, but still
receptive, cock.  I could see Shy's lips moving, but the closed window and
the sound of the ocean conspired to completely obscure his voice.  I
fantasized that he was warning Trey of his imminent ejaculation, which I
knew from the day before was unnecessary, sure that Trey would accept
whatever Shy's balls produced and his dick delivered.

	Again, I wished I could be where Trey was now.  I had never tasted
cum, not even my own, and so I had no idea whether or not I'd enjoy it.
Still, I suspected that, if shot from Shy's four-plus-incher, I would
willingly, even gratefully, slurp it up and swallow it down.  I imagined it
to be sweet, just because I wanted it to be.  I wondered how many of Shy's
emissions Trey had swallowed since they'd begun blowing each other, and I
envied him each and every one.

	In another moment I saw Shy deliver three or four long, slow
thrusts while Trey's hands roamed over his firm little chest.  Shy stopped
moving, his belly moving in and out as he breathed deeply, no doubt paying
back the oxygen debt his muscles had incurred during his sexual athletics.

	Presently, Shy climbed down from the arms of the chair.  He again
spoke to Trey, who shook his head to whatever Shy was saying.  Standing up,
Trey took Shy in his arms, leaning down to kiss the younger boy on the
lips.  I watched amazed, the idea of kissing never having occurred to me.
I could tell it was a regular activity for the two of them, however.  Their
hands roamed up down each other's back and butts.  Trey ran his hand
through Shy's long hair, pulling their faces more firmly together.

	I could see how the slats of the chair had imprinted lines on
Trey's ass cheeks, which, though they lacked the remarkable roundness of
Shy's, were nevertheless quite enticing in their own way.  I wondered if,
by the end of my two weeks on the beach, I would exhibit the same contrast
of tanned and pale skin, which I had mistaken for white shorts the evening
before.  I doubted it since, as a fair-skinned redhead, I required a high
SPF sunscreen to prevent a serious sunburn.

	The boys finally broke their kiss and hugged tightly one more time.
I suddenly panicked, remembering they had to pass my bedroom window to
reach the deck stairs.  No doubt they would look in one more time on their
way.  Not caring about whatever noise I might make, I scrambled off the bed
and all but ran into my room, flinging myself onto the bed, lying on my
back, my re-inflated cock standing proudly in my crotch.

	"You sure you don't want me to suck you?" I could hear Shy asking
outside the window.

	"Definitely," Trey confirmed.  "I really need to fuck you.  I have
lube hidden down in the game room."  All speech paused for a moment, but
then Trey asked, "Can you see him?"

	"Barely," came Shy's answer.  I knew he was peering through the
screen into the darkness of my room.  "I think he has boner again."

	"Probably dreamin' about your ass," Trey chuckled.  "Think you'll
let him fuck you?"

	"Fuck yeah!" Shy whispered emphatically.  It was all I could do not
to stand up and start dancing.  "He's so horny I bet he'll fuck like a
bunny.  His dick looks like yours, so I think it'll fit OK."

	"Wonder who's fucked him before," Trey said.  "Can't believe him
saying he wants me to fuck him.  Shit, he's gotta be the hottest boy we
found all summer."  My dick was twitching with every heartbeat listening to
my new friends planning to fulfill my fantasies.  "You're sure we have the
house all day tomorrow?"

	"Yep," Shy replied. "They're both at work till at least five.  If
we come and get Palmer at 10:00 like we planned, and we can talk him out of
flying the fucking kite, we can have a lot of fun all day!"

	"Maybe," Trey pondered.  "I mean, it's one thing when he's alone
and pounding his pud, but I wonder if he'll really be into it."  I wanted
jump up and shout YES!  I wanted them to know that whatever plans they had
for the next day were fine with me.  "Anyway, let's get back so I can pound
your ass and maybe still get some sleep."

	"Fuck, how do I say no to that?" Shy snorted.

	The tell-tale creaking told me they were descending the stairs back
onto the beach.  Just because I couldn't resist, I jumped up and ran to the
door.  Pulling it open slowly, I leaned out to see Trey and Shy just a bit
north up the beach, their white asses nearly aglow in the moonlight.
Almost automatically I grabbed hold of my raging boner and stroked myself
as I watched the pair grow smaller with each step, and then turn left to
leave the beach.  Walking out onto the sun deck, I stroked myself to my
second climax that night, dripping whatever had been left in my balls onto
the sand below.  Thinking of what tomorrow might bring, my cock stayed
stiff until I fell asleep.