Date: Sat, 16 Jun 2018 17:53:08 -0400
From: pensievemind@aol.com
Subject: Autumn Postponed - Chapter Eight  Gay > High School

Autumn Postponed - Chapter 8

Author's notes: Palmer learns a bit more about Trey and Shy, and how they
became fuck-buddies.  And finally, all their secret schemes are revealed.

** As always, please remember that Nifty needs your donations to continue
to make all these stories available! **


*****************************************************

FROM CHAPTER SEVEN

	"Hmm," I heard Trey hum, "I hope you're not trying to steal my
boy."

	"Don't worry," I replied.  "Though if I lived down here, you better
believe I'd try."  I felt a sudden rush of self-pity, and admitted, "I'm so
fuckin' jealous of you guys.  You're so lucky you found each other."

	"Lucky, my ass," Trey snorted.  "I been chasing Shy since I was
twelve years old."

	"Yep," Shy smiled smugly. "I made him work for it."

	"Really?" I asked.  "How'd you hook up?"

	"Well," Trey began, sitting on the side of the bed and reaching out
to run his hand through Shy's long hair.

*****************************************************

Chapter Eight

	Trey continued his story of how he and Shy became so close.  "We've
been in the same school since I was in second grade and Shy was in first.
We never became friends or anything, but we knew each other enough to say
high in the hall and stuff.

	"When I was in seventh grade, I happened to be in the gym when the
sixth grade had phys ed.  For some reason I couldn't stop watching Shy
playing basketball.  He was wearing these crazy short shorts, and he had
his shirt off.  I could see his nice round ass, and I realized I was
thinking how cute he was.  It kinda freaked me out.  I never felt that way
about a boy before.  I was already thinking I liked boys more than girls,
but I never really thought about doing anything until I saw Shy."

	I knew exactly what Trey meant.  Though I couldn't remember exactly
when it happened, I did recall that at a fairly young age I started
thinking that one random boy or another was really cute.  I would stand in
the shower, playing with my own little boner, thinking how great it would
be if some boy I'd noticed could be there with me.  For reasons I couldn't
yet explain, I wanted to touch a boy's naked body and have him touch mine.
I had no idea what masturbation was, but it still felt good to play with my
dick while I imagined playing with someone else's.

	"So anyway," Trey continued, "I started talking to Shy at school
whenever I got a chance.  It was pretty easy.  I talked to a lot of sixth
graders anyway, and my friends did too.  Since we rode the same school bus,
I knew that Shy lived in the neighborhood right next to mine.  The trouble
was I wasn't allowed to go out of our plan, so I could never go and try to
find his house.

	"But one day none of my friends were around.  I had nothing else to
do, so I decided I was gonna ignore my mother and ride my bike over to his
neighborhood.  It wasn't hard.  There's a road that runs along the sound
that makes it easy, and I didn't have to get on the bypass or anything.  I
had no idea what street he lived on, so I just rode up one street and down
another one.  I was pretty close to giving up when I heard a basketball
bouncing somewhere.

	"I started riding around, trying to find where the sound was coming
from.  I finally turned onto one street and, about halfway up the block, I
could see two kids shootin' hoops in a driveway.  Even from there I could
see one of them had long hair.  Coulda been a girl, really, but I thought
he moved more like a boy.  And anyway, when he was 11 a lot of people
thought Shy was a girl at first."

	"Shut up," Shy scolded.

	"You shut up," Trey chuckled.  "You know it's true.  You had such a
pretty face that some people just couldn't tell you were a boy.  Anyway, I
got a bit closer and could tell he wasn't wearing a shirt, so I knew he had
to be a boy and I was sure it was Shy."

	Trey got a nostalgic look on his face and said, "He was wearing
shorts just like the ones he wore in gym class, only I swore they were even
tighter.  Man, you've always had the most incredible ass, Shy.  You're
lucky people aren't jumpin' you in the street."

	"Who says they're not?" Shy teased.

	"Yeah, like you wouldn't have told me," Trey smiled.  "Anyway, I
was pretending I was just gonna ride past, and just when I was afraid I
would have to, I heard Shy call my name.  I swung back around and started
taking to him and Joey, another kid from our school.  They asked me if I
wanted to play, and of course I said yes.  Joey left after a bit, but me
and Shy kept playing.  Once we got hot and tired he invited me in for a
drink.  He showed me the house and the pool out back, and invited me to
come back and swim sometime.  After that we just kept meeting up, and we
pretty much became best friends," He paused and smiled at Shy, "And we
still are."

	Sensing Trey considered that the end of the story, I prompted him
farther, "Then how... I mean, when did you start..."

	"Pokin' each other's butts?" Trey asked with smirk.  "Yeah, Shy,
tell him how that started.  Tell him how clever you were."

	"It was your idea, Shy?"  I asked.

	"Damn straight," Shy said proudly.  "If I waited for Trey to ask
me, we'd both still be virgins."  Shy paid the price for his comment, being
tickled by Trey for several long moments.  Once they'd finished and Shy
stopped giggling and regained his breath, he took over the narrative.

	"I turned 13 last July.  My parents let me have a birthday pool
party.  I invited like twenty kids, and just about everybody came.  I asked
my parents if I could have a sleepover that night, and they said I could."

	"And..?" Trey interjected.

	"And what?" Shy asked, clearly fully aware of what Trey meant.

	"And," Trey took over, "Shy must have forgot to ask some of the
guys to stay over.  In fact, he forgot to invite anyone... except me.  Next
thing I know, everybody else is leaving.  Not that I'm complaining or
anything."

	"Yep," Shy said.  "I knew Trey liked me, especially after all the
times he came swimming here.  I wore speedos all the time back then too,
and I always saw Trey checkin' me out.  We'd come in here to change, and I
would give him a lot of time to see me naked.  Of course, I checked him out
a lot, too, but he got dressed a lot quicker.  I knew he was trying to hide
his boner, but when I had one I just stayed naked a while so he would see
it."

	"And he just stands there like it's no big deal," Trey added.  "I'm
like lickin' my lips, and he's talkin' about Doctor Who or some shit, with
his dick stickin' up like a flagpole."

	"You shoulda seen him blush," Shy snickered.  "It was so cute."

	"Oh, shut up," Trey said with no real annoyance.  I could see a
tinge of red in his cheeks as he said it.

	"You shut up," Shy smirked.  "I loved teasing you, and I could tell
you liked my skinny little dick."

	"And your little bubble butt, right?"  Trey and Shy looked at me in
mild shock.  I don't know why I said it, except that it was the first
thought that had entered my head.  "I'm sorry. I--I just meant... well, I
was just..."

	"Don't be sorry," Trey smiled.  "I know exactly what you meant, and
you're right.  I never thought that much about butts.  Well, maybe I did a
little, but I never wanted to... do anything with them... until I saw
Shy's."  He paused for a second.  "After I saw him naked the first time,
his ass was like all I could think about.  I used to jack off till I was
sore thinking about touching Shy's ass --."

	"And fucking it," Shy said matter-of-factly.

	"And fucking it," Trey conceded with a shrug.  "It drove me crazy,
but I just figured it could never happen.  And then came his birthday
party."

	"Yep," Shy piped in, resuming his narrative.  "After everybody else
left, me and Trey played in the pool until it was pretty late.  My parents
told us it was time to get a shower and go to bed, so we came in here.  I
told Trey he could shower first, so he went into the bathroom and closed
the door.  I took off my trunks and waited for a few minutes, until I was
pretty sure Trey would be in the shower, then I just walked into the
bathroom.

	"My shower has glass doors, and so I could see Trey in there.  He
had his eyes closed and was whackin' off like crazy.  He was really into
it, and didn't even notice I was there.  My dick got hard in like five
seconds.  I waited a few more seconds, and then I knocked on the glass.
Trey looked so fuckin' scared," Shy laughed. "He put his hands over his
dick and turned away from me.  I don't know how I got the nerve but I slid
the door open and got in the shower with him.  He still looked scared until
I stuck my hand under his and started playing with his dick.  Then his eyes
got huge, and he started to relax.  He moved his hands and let me jerk him
for a while.  Then I kneeled down and sucked on his dick a bit.  Once I
figured he was really into it, I said we should go to bed."

	"And that was where we had our first time," Trey concluded the
story, as effectively as if he'd said, "and they lived happily ever after."

	Shy turned and swung his legs off the bed, sitting next to Trey and
putting his arm around his waist.  I had just had the first sexual
encounter of my life with both of them.  We had sucked each other, I had
fucked Shy and been fucked by Trey.  Still, I suddenly felt like I was
intruding on a private, intimate moment.  I realized at that second that
Trey and Shy were more than just fuck-buddies.  Much more.  They really
loved one another.

	But this sudden realization raised a question in my mind that I
couldn't help asking.  "So, why am I here?  I mean, you have each other.
What'd you need me for?"

	Trey looked at Shy and then said, "Well, we didn't need you.  We
just thought you were really cute, and we started thinking it would be cool
if..."  He stopped as if he couldn't find a good way to say what they'd
been thinking.

	Shy offered an assist.  "Me and Trey have been together for two
years.  Now that we both had someone we could to talk to about... things,
we would go to the beach and perv on the cute tourist boys.  You could tell
the ones who might be gay."

	"Yeah," Trey chuckled.  "They were the ones that couldn't stop
staring at Shy in his little speedos."

	"Oh, they stared at you, too," Shy said, bumping against Trey. "So
we used to talk about how hot it would be to get one of them to, y'know,
join in with us sometime."

	"We were just talkin', though," Trey said.  "We never really
planned to do anything.  Besides, most of them had big families, and other
kids hanging around.  We couldn't think of anyway to get them away by
themselves to try anything."  I could hear the frustration in his voice.
"Same thing happened all this summer.  But we were surprised to see you on
Saturday.  Not lots of tourist boys around come Labor Day."

	"Wait," I interrupted. "Where did you see me on Saturday?  We just
got here that afternoon." I remembered hearing Trey and Shy talking about
me the first night I saw them on the beach, and wondered even then where
they'd seen me.

	"We walked right past you," Shy said.  "You were up on your top
deck, looking around with binoculars."  I knew what he was talking about.
As soon as we'd arrived I looked out through the sliding doors to the top
deck and thought I saw dolphins.  I grabbed the binoculars out of my
backpack to watch them as they swam south, no more than a few hundred yards
from the shore.  Apparently I had missed the two boys walking by.  If I'd
seen them, I'm sure I'd have found them more interesting than a pod of
dolphins.

	"I totally missed you," I said.  "Were you in speedos, Shy?"

	"Always," Shy smiled.  "Well, whenever I'm at the beach or in the
pool."

	"Sorry I wasn't paying more attention," I sighed deeply.  "I
probably would have been up all night jackin' off!  Well, I was anyway..."

	"Really?" Trey asked.  "Saturday night?"  I began to think that the
time might have come when I would hear their story.  I still needed to play
it carefully, though.  I wanted them to tell me what they'd done before I
told them my clever scheme.

	"Well, Sunday morning, I guess, but it's basically every night,
dude," I laughed.  "But being at the beach makes me super horny, and I
get... well, a little weird."  I could tell I'd instantly piqued their
sexual curiosity.  "When it's warm enough, I like to sneak out on the deck,
get naked, and jack off.  I always wait till like 2 in the morning so my
rents are in bed, and so I won't get caught by anyone walking the beach."

	I saw Shy and Trey exchange a surprised look.  I thought I could
imagine what their eyes were saying to one another, especially having heard
their conversation, spoken in the darkness, when they thought no one had
heard.  Now it was just a matter of who would come clean first.  I thought
maybe I could move things along a bit further.

	"You probably couldn't tell, but I'm a total perv sometimes," I
said, trying to act a bit embarrassed.  "I'm standing out there, bare ass
naked, stroking my cock, and all I could think was how cool it would be if
some hot boys would catch me jackin' it.  Or maybe even they would be out
walking the beach totally naked, too."  I paused for effect, then I said,
"I know it's really weird, but, man, I blasted like a firehose thinkin'
about that.  Shot way out into the sand.  Probably scared some crabs."

	Again, Shy and Trey looked at one another, both a bit slack-jawed
and wide eyed.  Shy looked like he was ready to explode, and I knew he'd be
the first to crack if I pushed him a bit further.  It was time to deliver
the coup de grace.

	"Then last night, after I met you guys, I couldn't fall asleep.
Middle of the night, and I'm goin' nuts in bed, jackin' off and thinkin'
about both of you guys.  I'm surprised my parents didn't hear me."  Acting
embarrassed again, I said, "I'm glad nobody was outside.  I had the window
wide open, and I'm talking about you fucking me and sucking me, and I don't
remember what all!"

	Trey and Shy just stared at me, looked at each other, and then
stared at me again.  I thought I had given them the perfect opportunity to
"fess up."  As soon as they did, I was ready to tell them everything I'd
heard them say, and everything I'd seen them do, outside the cottage the
last two nights.  If they still didn't confess, I had one more card left to
play.

	"W-wow," Trey stammered, "You're really lucky nobody, y'know, heard
what you were saying."

	"Ye-eah," Shy said slowly. "Bet you'd be so embarrassed."  And that
was all they seemed prepared to say.  I waited a little longer, but they
clearly had no intention of revealing the secret they didn't know I already
knew.  I, on the other hand, was getting bored with the game, and decided
to lay down my trump card.

	"Oh, I dunno," I shrugged and grinned.  "I might have been
embarrassed, if it hadn't worked just the way I wanted it to."  They both
blinked stupidly, obviously unclear as to what I was saying.  "Well, it
worked on both of you, anyway," I added, just to see if it would help them
to connect the dots.

	"Whaddya mean?" Trey asked.  "What worked on us?"  The sound of his
voice, and the look on his face, told me he probably knew the answer, but
desperately wanted not to.

	"Well," I smiled, "Let's just say that if you're gonna peek in
people's windows, you oughta learn to whisper a lot more quietly.  Of
course, I showed you which room was mine, so I guess I shoulda expected it.
I was naked out on the deck for nearly an hour waiting.  I almost gave up
on you."  Enjoying their shocked expressions, I went on to tell them how
I'd run back into my room, turned the light on, and put on the show they'd
seen once I'd heard them outside the window.

	The red that has begun to spread in their faces grew even more
pronounced as my words provided all the evidence they needed.  They'd been
discovered, and they had no hope of denying it.  But just because I was so
enjoying their embarrassment, I added, "But I liked the show you put on,
too."  Now on a roll, I told them of how I had slipped over to the other
bedroom, and to the window that gave me a great view of Shy face fucking
Trey.

	"No you didn't," Shy said, but his voice lacked conviction.

	"Yeah, I did," I assured him.  "Trey was sitting in the Adirondack
chair, and you were kneeling on the arms, feeding him your dick."  Seeing
Shy's face redden even more deeply, I said, "It was totally hot.  I had to
jack off again last night."

	"Wait a minute," Trey said slowly, apparently overcoming his own
shock, "You said you almost gave up on us, like you expected us.  But why
did you think we'd come at all?  It's not like we hit on you yesterday."

	"Oh, yeah," I said, quickly deciding that there was no further need
to withhold anything.  "Well, you know when I told you about jacking off on
the deck the night before?  Well, I was out there when you two... well,
when you showed up.  Trey, if you'd looked a little to your left when Shy
was sucking your dick, you'd have seen me watching."

	"You were there?" Trey asked incredulously.  "You were out on your
deck when we were there?  So you saw we were naked on the beach?"

	"Shit yeah!" I said happily.  "It was like some kinda dream come
true for me!  Two hot, naked guys come strollin' down the beach, and I'm
bare-assed on the deck.  I mighta been a little stupid, though.  I
shouldn't have hidden there.  I should have jumped up and said, `Can I be
next?'  So anyway, after we met, I figured you might come out again, and
that's why I showed you which window was mine.  Then, when I saw you comin'
down the beach, I figured you'd come up on the deck, especially if you saw
my light on."

	"Holy shit, dude," Shy sniggered, "You really planned out the whole
thing, didn't you?"

	"No shit," Trey added.  "And I thought we were being all clever,
talking about flying your kite on the dunes."

	"Yeah, well, I was up for that, too," I chuckled.  "Gotta say,
though, I'm pretty happy the way things worked out.  Actually, I'm a lot
happier we came here instead of Jockey's Ridge.  Oh yeah," I added, "I did
hear you before, Shy, when you said you'd heard me last night."  Relishing
the renewed surprise on their faces, I continued, "When I knew you were
outside my widow, I decided it was a good time to tell you both exactly
what I wanted."

	"Son of a bitch," Trey said slowly.  "This yankee played us good,
Shy."

	"I dunno," I replied.  "Seems to me I was just in the right place
at the right time.  I always wanted something like this to happen.  Fuck, I
used to jack off thinking about some kid being naked outside my house, and
we'd hook up and do all the things we just did."  I paused a moment, then
added, "And it sounds like you were waiting for somebody like me, some
`tourist boy' who you could play with.  Yep," I smiled, "nothing but good
timing."

	"Not just that," Trey said.  "It helped that you're kinda hot."

	"Definitely," Shy nodded.  "When we finally met you on the beach
yesterday, I got really horny thinkin' about fucking with you."

	"Yeah," I laughed, "I remember how long it took you to `take a
piss' in my bathroom.  Trey said you were jackin' off, but I pretended to
be surprised, even though I saw your hard dick stretchin' out your
speedos!"

	"You can't really go by that," Trey chuckled.  "He's always got
wood.  He just wears speedos to show it off."

	We all laughed together, and then Shy said, "I think I could use
another beer."

	"Sounds good to me," Trey nodded.

	"Me, too," I agreed, and the three of us, not bothering with
clothes, left Shy's bedroom and made our way naked to the basement game
room.