Date: Wed, 17 Apr 2024 10:00:44 +0000 From: Scribbler Lad Subject: Rusty Grows Up - Chapter 6 Rusty Grows Up - Chapter 6 Wheels, Woody and Russian River. Please donate to Nifty to keep the stories coming. https://donate.nifty.org All comments welcomed scribblerlad@hotmail.com Rusty Grows Up - Chapter 6 Smithy and I are getting along fabulously. My Mom working after school gives us plenty of time for `rabbiting' as he calls it, in case his Mom or siblings overhear us talking. Abe still comes on the morning run, he's so competitive, he times his run on his fancy fit bit watch, when I've had enough of him clicking it and Bluetoothing it to his Apple phone I speed up and leave him and Smithy for dust, then I'll slow down and sprint again. Adding the sprints is great improvement on my run. I get a quick shower, eat my oatmeal, minus the honey these days, things are tight Mom says, and we walk to school. Patsy walks close to me, `So tell me about England, did you meet Diana?', she laughed at her joke, `Yes, Prince William and I bonded at Nursery, he liked to rub my ginger hair, our Nanny used to say we were twins...' Patsy looked at me in awe then hit me hard as I giggled, unable to keep up the pretence straight faced. She stormed off, `I was only five when my Dads posting ended', I shouted, Smithy laughed, `then what happened?' He looped his arm with mine, `we ended up dumped in San Antonio Airfoce Base, in officer accommodation, thin walls, mom unhappy leaving her folks and sisters in England and arriving during a red hot summer on a huge base, an oddity amongst the US wives. With a strange accent and stranger clothes.' `Mom told me that Dad would spend his off duty time swimming, socialising and screwing, basically anything he could get. Mom caught him at it and we left him to it, got a bus to Cali with a just suitcase and mom worked her way to independence supporting l'll old me and here I am a mongrel in the US of A.'. We get through the school day, Abes still pissed with me though for some new reason I can't figure out. Smithy helps me with my paper delivery and we walk back to mine for some R&R. Were lying in my bed after a good rabbitting, my turn to top, just talking, warm, close, shagged out, and Abe comes up in conversation. Smithy thinks he's jealous because he was top dog at Jefferson Primary, top academically, winning every prize, good at sports, voted the best Book Day costume every year, even winning the annual Easter Egg Hunt. `Then this sorta shy misfit of a half English geek,', `er thanks Smithy', I say,`don't butter it', `called Rusty joins the class, who is unknowingly good at everything, incredibly bright, sexy, has the best prostate finder I know on the West Coast and who's modest natural brilliance pushes Abe down step by step from his dizzy heights until he's just an ordinary Joe again.', `But Smithy, I really, you know REALLY like him, I have wet dreams about him,', `er thanks Rusty' Smithy says, `don't butter it`, `Come on, you're my best mate, my soul mate, my best fuck, actually my only fuck apart from Ranger who's the other object of my wet dreams, so what do I do to get into his pants, tell me that?'. Smithy thinks, `well for one thing you gotta be who you are, you can't change to suit that schmuck. If it were reversed you'd work your butt off to improve, he just don't seem interested enough in anything to really push himself.'. The screen door opens and the key is in the lock, `Fuck, Moms home', We get dressed double quick, I sweep down the bed, tidy the spunky towel away, Smithy is loading the video game and laughing loudly as it loads `you got me there pal' he shouts. Just as the `play' logo pops on the TV. Mom puts her head around the door `is that your feet smell Kyle?', `sorry Mom, I'll shower', `oh Hi Smithy, sorry for interrupting your game'. `Well I'll better be going anyways, thanks for the game and the soda, see you, don't wanna be ya', he says and slips on his shoes by the door and runs off, turning to make rabbit faces, using his fingers for ears, as I watch him out of the window. Mom is pissed with me, `no homework done, no laundry, no preparing supper, you're falling short boy, and I won't have it, I don't need you going AWOL just as I've lost my evening job'. Mom sobbed then stiffened up, `I'll get supper, you boy had better catch up, quickly'. I stuffed the washer with my spunky sheets, spunky towel, spunky underwear and spunky socks. I completed my homework, I love math and physical geography. I help Mom serve supper and we eat in silence. I wash the dishes, empty the clothes dryer and fold the sheets and towels, pair up my socks and fold my Hanes. Mom goes to bed, exhausted. I lock up, turn off the lights and lie in back in bed, my thoughts go to Abe, my cock hardens, I fall asleep.. Christmas is coming, after all it is December. The garden center is a land of glitter and lights. Tonks has me working on the Christmas trees most evenings after my paper round. I get there and trim the broken branches off and price up the trees by height, then haul them into bases so they stand up and display them in like a mock forest at one end of the car park, so the kids and parents can walk through and choose one, the area is decorated with a net of lights stretched high above on poles. It looks super cute. It's getting colder that's for sure. I wear a thick coat and stout gloves Tonks gave me to protect from the spikes and spines. Its so heartwarming. Folks come with their kids and choose a tree, I then lift it on to the bagging bench and run netting over it. Tonks takes their sale, making sure he breaks any big notes in their change. I then haul it to their vehicle and help them secure it. I'm doing really well for tips, Tonks ensures they all have $10 bills. As we get busier I'm gonna need more help. Tonks says he can bag and take the cash if I concentrate on prepping and loading. I can make about $80 a night. Woody comes to help, he's in the year above me, he's a big lad, he plays on the Football team as a defender, he's none too bright, Tonks gets exasperated having to tell him over and over, he ends up shouting at him. I nod at Tonks to say `I got it' and show Woody what to do, breaking the task down into small steps and building up his confidence with praise, melting in his beautiful grin and sparkling eyes. I got Woody hauling trees off the trailer where I prep and price them, then I get him to fix them in bases and put them in the `forest' to be chosen by some wide eyed kid. Woody is about 6 2, 200lbs, he wears shorts all year round and a waxed cotton gillet is his concession for winter. He's strawberry blond edging toward mousy hair, no fat on him I can see. We take our breaks together. He says he'll watch me swim if I watch a football game, we high five. I've seen his cock, we were having a piss and he made sure I'd seen it, so I did the same, sorta bonding, 'nice piece', he said as he stared at it then up at me, `likewise', I said grinning at him, our cocks hardened as we played rubbing the skin over the rim. We instinctively push them side by side, prodding each others bush and balls, we're about the same length, not much in it. `You have much fun with yours?' He says, `as much as I can get', I say. `You hang with Smithy don't you?', I nodded, He grinned `he'll make darn sure you have fun with it, I remember Cub scouts, the horny little bastard, I got my nick name on that trip', He gripped his hard dick and puts it away, thumps my shoulder then hugs me as we walk back. I'm putting $100 into my board book for mom, who diligently writes the date and amount in and hands me the book back every Friday. No emotion, purely a transaction. I'm glad to be able to do it. Moms not taken an evening job so we must be doing OK. Team Benson. Swim meets are a blast. I'm in 200 straights and the relay. My relay spot is 4th, that's the second to last of 5 of us each swimming 200m, when one finishes the others start. The crowds love it, it's such a spectacle with leads swapped continually until the last 50 or 25 decides it. The county league is mostly Friday evenings straight after school, but the state meets are on a weekends. Our first meet was at Windsor High School, about 30 minutes drive down the 101. The school bus took us, it was a riot. Coach gave us the hard word and we calmed down. These kids were tough, The school was graffitied and shabby. I realised how much nicer our school is. We changed and met poolside, we had one side of the bleachers they had the other. These teams were bruisers, the guys were all built, sorta uniform in size, whereas we had tall, short, skinny and muscular these were all tall and built. Basically we were thrashed. Not a good night apart from the `stargazing', I've never seen as much fit cock in my life, these guys were hairy below and hung, in the packed shower they kept nudging me, I was like a kid in a sweet shop, so much good looking ass strolling about. Smithy said it must be something in the water, or their coach injected them with bull hormones, that made us laugh on the bus back, even Coach cracked a grin at that one. I had time after the short trip back to help clearing up and prepping trees for the next day at the Garden center, Tonks was surprised but grateful for my help for the last hour. No tips though! Saturday was busiest, I hauled my ass all day. Abe came by with his folks and chose a tree, a real fat one, and grinned as I hauled it to wrap and to their car. He got $10 from his Pa and gave me it saying `thank you boy', his dad overheard him and scolded him and told him to apologise, I said `it was just a joke between us Sir', saving his ass. We hugged falsely and they drove away. My cock twitched when we hugged. The paper delivering is gonna be too much come spring and my grass cutting. I need to train a new guy to hand over to. Smithy is planning a trip away, his uncle, dad of sex mad cousin, says we can stay in a cabin overnight at Russian River, his cousin Ray is helping his uncle decorate the cabins, the parks closed for winter and only a few workers on site. We jump at the chance, it's only half hour bike ride away, only problem is I haven't got a bicycle. I'm telling Tonks about our trip, his eyes go misty as he tell me about his youthful adventures camping with his best pal and fun they had. `So you want a bike?' Tonks said, `well it just so happens I've an old one, made from dump parts so it's not a looker but it'll get you up and down Cloverdale no problems. It's a single gear so you gotta have stout legs, looking at you son you'll be fine. Give me a few days to get it ready and greased up for you.', I thanked him giving him a hug, he tousled my hair, I'm sure I felt a stir in his pants. I'm booked at the garden center all evenings after my paper deliveries and all day Saturday and Sunday, tree sales are slower now most folks have bought them so I'm restocking lights and baubles and hauling customers trolleys to their vehicles. Tonks drives me to his to show me the bike, oh man it's perfect, retro look, off sized wheels, a big one at the back and smaller wheel at the front, cow horn handlebars, a small bulb horn and a mudguard rack. He won't take any money, I think he's offended that I asked him how much he wanted for it. `no son you take it with my blessings and have a heck of a good time on it, let's get that seat adjusted, you want it so your feet are on tiptoes, you'll get more power', I sit on the saddle, my cock sticks tight against my pants and my balls rise up, pushed by the narrow seat, my soft shaft in plain sight, my feet touch the floor. `Needs another 4 or 5 inches, maybe more, I reckon', I blush, he was sizing me up, He grins at me and raises the saddle, I swing on and sit, `Perfect' he says as he grips my thighs high up, running his hands down my leg squeezing my muscles. `Good stout legs too' he says looking me over. `You'd better get on home, before ...' He drifted off then I pedalled off, a bit shaky at first but I soon got the hang of it, `be careful' Tonks shouts. I thought over what he said, `4 or 5 inches, stout legs too, get home before' before what?, I think the old man has a crush on me! Heck cycling beats walking, I'm home in minutes. Mum lets me keep it in the back porch so it's locked away. Abe sees the bike, `another cast off?' `Yeah isn't she a beaut, I'll race ya?', `But you've no gears, it's a child's bike not a racer', `Well it suits me just fine.'. I ride off to show Smithy. He thinks it's great. He'd arranged the sleepover with his Uncle for this Friday. `Fuck fuck fuck, I'm working at the centre' I get away at 6, I'll ask Tonks if he can spare me'. Tonks rubs his chin, `oh camping this weekend? mmm I'll be a bit short son, how about you go in the new year?', `Ok' I said disappointed. I trudge about all day, the spring out of my step, I'm still polite and caring with the customers and give my handshake and smile when they tip me. `Thank you ma'am and a Merry Christmas' I often get a second note with their `why thank you', especially from the ladies. I'm beat today and sit down heavy next to Tonks for my break. `I've been thinking, you get off on Friday at 4, you'll be at Russian River by 4:30, the back way, take a left after the bridge, ignore the signs. Then I'll see you Sunday 10 AM sharp. Deal mister?', 'Deal' I say and shake his proffered hand. I brighten up the rest of the shift and cycle home. Smithy gives me the route the says heck he'll just wait around for me. `Listen to save time why not we go to the garden centre together, you can help me out, we'll share the tips then get straight off?' He nods, I tell Tonks, `Smithy Jr? I went to school with his Pa, the times we had'. Smithy turned up, Tonks says `heck your the image of your Pa' and shook his hand got him a bib and he spent the next 2 hours cleaning out the cat litter hopper. Still, he liked the $20 bill. The cycle ride is great, it takes you at the east side of the valley over a bridge to the 128, you can hear the river as it tumbles over rapids as you ride along, the sharp pine air in your nostrils, it got cold though once the sun dipped behind the hills', `I'm glad we're not sleeping in a fucking tent' shouts Smithy as we ride the path. I think I'm not so sure, recalling Smithy's ass in the firelight. The main gates are closed but the pedestrian gate is open so we push our bikes through, we see a cabin ahead that's got lights on. The cars are parked away from the cabins and there's a shower block with lights on a couple of cabins farther on from the illuminated one. We can hear the river rushing. We knock the door and his Uncle opens the door, `come in guys', we all shake. `Hi Ralph' says Smithy and they hug. `Hi Ricky' says Ralph. `This is Ray my pal', says Ralph, we shake. `This is Kyle,', says Smithy. We're eyeing each other up, taking mental snapshots, my eyes flick to Ralph's package, sorta to one side, extending about same as his phone jammed in the other, a nice rub mark on his denims, my cock twitches, he turns, nice muscular ass too. Ray is a rough looking scrawny specimen, trying to grow a goatee, probably through laziness than fashion, his package, man he looks big, whether it's exentuated because of his ultra narrow waist I don't know, I might get to find out. My cock twitches at this thought. He's a cute butt too, small actually, his globes ate high, they look like big tits rather than ass cheeks. Ralph and Ricky are chatting, leaving me with Ray. We make small talk, I can see him eyeing me up, my pecs and butt. My twitchy cock safely locked away in my boring white Hanes. These two might be commando, yeah, that's why they're showing. My cock twitches and lengthens considerably. `Right well I'll get off now', says Uncle, `And remember not to use the cabin bathroom, the grouts not dry, and I'm not cleaning the shitter after you, use the shower block toilets, the door code is 1234, remember that. Oh and I've left you supplies', `Cheers Pa', says Ralph. He looks in the bag and lifts out a pint flask of moonshine, `from Gramps' Uncle said, `and don't tell your mother. I've also left you some things to be safer and er more comfortable'. Ralph looked in the bag and blushed `Cheers dad' and we waved him off. He showed us the lube and condoms. `What you got Ricky?' Says Ralph, `Can we just call you Smithy, please, or would you prefer Dick Smith?', I say, `Yeah Big Dick Smith', Ralph says `You been looking?', Smithy says as he grabs the outline of his dick exaggerating the length. `Hell I've seen it so often I can draw the damn thing, warts an' all', `You mean veins', I say, `Nope warts, right first time', we laugh `So Smithy, what you got?' He repeats. Smithy opens his trail bag, pulls out his sleeping bag and in the middle a half of Caribbean Rum. `Nice, and you Kyle?', `Rusty, please', I say, they nod, I had mine stashed down the side wrapped in my clean Hanes. They laughed. `Wooo-oooh, he's got clean undies! Is that in case you crap your pants?' `Ha, Ha', I said sarcastically and pulled out a half of JD that mom had stashed away two Christmases ago and (hopefully) forgotten about. They cheered. `So what we eating?' Smithy said, Ralph's mum had cooked lasagne and spaghetti sauce, we've just gotta cook the pasta, they'd got sausages, bacon and eggs, fixings for breakfast and loaves of sliced bread. 'look guys, I hope you don't mind but it's $20 each for the food, the accommodation is free on account of Dad half finishing the place and having a key. The owners are on a winter cruise to Florida until the New Year.'. `Nice'. So what'll we have. `I vote spaghetti' I said, the guys nodded. I looked at the stove and turned on the electric circuit breaker. I put the water in the pan, found salt in the cupboard and whacked it on. The oven set to 350F. 30 mins, `who's for a beer' said Ray and he tossed us a can each from his box of 24. We each got the $20 bucks out and Ralph pocketed it. `So, I'm kinda anxious to know `who's the daddy? I think I know from experience but we've a new kid in town and looking at his build if it matches his fucking chest were in for a treat, boys', `Ralph!' Said Smithy, `is sex all you think about?', `Nope, certainly not, there's food and money, yeah that's it Sex, Food and Money, get plenty of all three and your laughing. `What about booze?' Says Ray, `Well that's strictly a food ain't it?, We slugged our beers. `Listen, I ain't bothered if it's soft or hard, we can cover all bases. Let's whack the heating up and get nekkid, there's no fuckers about but us.' He went to the wall heater under the window and looked puzzled. `We had one of these in a summer rental when I was younger', said Smithy. `Look the dial is blue turning to red, in summer it's a cooler and in winter it's a heater' he set it to red and flicked the switch to maximum and we stood back, `here it comes' said Smithy. The water was boiling and so I turned it off and put the spaghetti sauce in the oven, I turned and the three of them are naked, warming their cocks up in front of the heater. I'd a great view of their asses. I wasted no time taking in the view. I knew Smithy intimately, Raplh was a similar build but had bigger muscles, his back rippling, not huge just more developed than Smithy, he's left handed, I think as his left arm is considerably more developed than his right. Nice arse globes like plum tomatoes, I can see a bit of his hairy ballsack. Ray is a scrawny chicken, sinewy body, no fat, I'll bet he's strong as an ox, his pert bum could fill the cups of my moms bra. His balls and thick perineum are clearly on show, his hole hidden inside his tight closed ass crack. He's got a deal of hair, all over his balls and sprouting out of his crack. He's the same height as Ralph. They turn to warm their asses. Fuck what a view. Long soft dicks, Ray is uncut like me. Smithy and Ralph cut. Ray is long, might be all skin, it looks like an anteaters snout! `Come on shy boy' Ray says. I turn away and wiggle my ass and pull off my top, I do a back flex routine then turn sideways to do my arms and then my chest finishing with the other arm. `Nice, very nice' says Ralph, `but show me the money' in a Cuba Gooding voice. I turn and strip off my shoes, socks and pants, pulling my pants down over my arse. I flex my butt cheeks and turn. I'm a semi, rapidly becoming a hard on, as have the others. `We`ll have to do the soft who's the daddy later!', Come on let's measure. I get 4 strands of spaghetti and we each measure our cocks, snapping the pasta at the tip. We put them side by side. It looks like Ray is the Daddy. `Ray and Rusty, pull your skin back fully, then it's fair' said Smithy. Ok now we'll test my way, says Ray. We each push our cocks to try to touch Rays pubes with Ray touching ours. Smithy's is an inch or more away, mine is 1/2 away, Ralph's is about same as mine. `So that's Ray whose the daddy's. Let's try for second place. Ralph you stand and Rusty put yours side by side with Ralphs.` said Smithy. `Fuck this is sexy' says Ralph, who's exuded a tiny blob of precum from his slit as he ogles my body. I shuffle closer and closer, I feel his pubes on my tip and then his tip touches exactly at same time. `It's a draw' Smithy said. Ralph puts his hand on my neck his other hand still gripping our two shafts and he kissed me. My turn to produce precum. He breaks off, `So second place will have to be on girth, not length. Ray you can judge.'. Now any guy would grip and see where his fingers met, but Ray knelt and sucked my cock, deep till my pubes we're on his lips. Fuck he was good, I didn't want him to stop. `OK' he said and did same to Ralph. `Mmm it's close, now let me grip', he gripped and pumped mine then Ralph's. `Fuck they feel exactly the same.', Smithy tore a piece of paper and wrapped it around my shaft and tore where the start point was on the paper, then did it on Ralph, sure enough they're the same. `So second place will be how far you can shoot and if that's the same, then volume of cum.', The oven timer rang, I put the water back on and dropped in the pasta strands. `let's eat first', We finished our cans and I drained the pasta and they scooped on the sauce. Ray had a bottle of Merlot, just a cheap blend, nothing fancy, `it's all I could steal', he laughs. We eat the meal with the wine, I wasn't so keen on the wine, vinegar sharp but I finished the glass with the help of lots of bread and butter, mopping up the sauce. Clean plates. Ray burps and finishes his wine. `I need a piss, who's coming with me. In fact let's do a tour'. We run outside naked to the shower block. There's 6 shitters all with doors and 6 shower cubicles with curtains and an area with open spigots, for the pool, I guess. The door to the pool was open and a red rope clipped across with a sign hanging down saying `Sorry, Pool Closed', the `sorry' in a fancy handwriting font at an angle as if added later. `Fuck that', says Ray and climbs over. The pool is dark, lit only by the emergency exit signs. We can see stepladders where they've painted the ceiling. The water like glass. `Who's for a skinny dip' says Ray. `You've no towel dummy' says Ralph, `Well maybe later, heck I've got cramps, somethings speeding down the shit highway', He runs to the toilets and we laugh as we hear his ass explode'. `Oh man, I feel better already'. He shouts. We piss and hear the paper roller rumble as he wipes. `Make sure that ass is clean as a whistle, I ain't fucking going near it till you've showered, when was your last shower anyway you dirty cunt?', says Ralph, `my last shower or my last dirty cunt? No matter, it's about the same actually, last weekend', `What, you fucked Sally Army?', `Sure did, she was good too, dirty little varmint, sucked me dry then I bought her drinks and danced close all night and I fucked her in the bin store at the back by the parking lot', `Fuck me, and they say Romance is dead,', says Ralph, squeezing the last drops out down his shaft and shaking his dick. He walks past me and fondles mine, now thankfully soft and swinging, then he yanks it down hard grinning at me. I nip his ass in retaliation. Rays funk permeates the room and we run back to the cabin, the wall of heat attacks us. We twirl around warming up, Ray tosses us another can. In the bedroom there's a super king bed, about 12" gap on either side and wall lamps above. A wardrobe has a box of linen shrink wrapped and a bale of towels tied with pink ribbon. Ray undoes the bow carefully and rolls it keeping it on top of the towels, `We can use these then fold'em back and retie the bow, who's gonna know. We don't need the sheets all got sleeping bags.', `Who's for cards? We can't play strip poker unless we all dress again and well we've seen each other now just not experienced one another yet. So here's the rules, listen up.' `OK, I suggest we play Rummy, everyone knows that so it's easy. Each game's winner takes a shot of liquor, then chooses which of the three losers has to suck a part of his body until he says stop. Each player can't chose a loser more than once, so we all get a go to suck somewhere on the winners body.', `I'll get the cards', `I'll get the shot glasses' `I'll open the booze', `Who wants a shot to lighten the mood?, ok we'll start with the Caribbean Rum', Ray pours 4 shots, `No sipping, down in one, 1,2,3 go', `Aarrgghhh, fuck that's strong, put me off winning' says Ray, `Once a cocksucker, always a cocksucker says Ralph', `Fuck you' says Ray, `Play nicely boys' says Smithy. We start, Rummy is a bit slow, but heck we got all night. Ray wins, `I'd like Rusty to suck my er, ears! Shit that means he can't suck my dick doesn't it?', `No', I say `I think it means I can't suck your ears again', `Oh yeah, got it, well come on, sit on Uncle Rays lap and do it, I'll say stop soon', I climb on his bony thighs, his aroma is er interesting, best get him to swim and soap him up. I suck his ear, it tastes like bitter earwax and er a woodland vibe, I get into it, it's so sexy. I feel his dick harden and is knocking at my ass, he's thrusting against my cheeks, looking for my crack. `You two get a room why dontcha' says Ralph. `New rule, continue until I say stop'. I clamber off, he's as hard as a rail, it's a big fucker that's for sure, it looks out of place with his scrawny frame like an overdone photoshopped dick pic. `Oh you forgot your shot', he gets up, his boner ahead of him almost in a different zip code. He pours, sips and slams the glass down, `Smooth as a bears ass', We go again, I win, fuck the pressure is tough. Ray pours my shot, pumps his cock and mimes cumming into the glass, dirty fucker, and I drink it down, `Ralph, my fingers', I say, He sits on my knees, he's a comfy ass, I put my fingers like a gun and he sucks them as if it were my cock, fuck I get hard instantly so does Smithy, hes so good at it, I wish i'd have said cock now. Ralph stays soft. Next round, it's Ralph who wins, `mmm difficult, but heck I'm the only fucker with a softie, errr Cuz Cock. Final answer', We cheer, Ray pours him a shot, he downs it in one. Smithy kneels and is shoving Ralphs soft dick in his mouth and looks up at him, Ralph giggles as Smithy attacks his rim with his tongue, forcing Ralph's dick out of his mouth as it lengthens considerably, he's bobbing away, Ralph gripping his hair. Ray reaches for my cock and feels its heft, its girth and gets down on me, fuck he's good, it's not in deep but he's giving my rim a going over the same as Smithy boy here, could he have taught Ralph and Smithy? Ralph says stop and we get a forfeit for cheating, we down a shot each. Smithy wins next, he chooses his balls and Ray. Ray has one in each cheek, like a chipmunk sucking really hard, Ray is spewing precum. Ralph shouts time else he'd have cum. Smithy wins again, he picks me for his cock. I suck him how I know he likes it. Ralph calls time I pull off as Smithy is rocking his hips, Rays holding his hands stopping him beating off as his cock pulses about, he's spraying dust, he drinks the shot to distract his member. My win, oh fuck I think, just say it, `Ralph, my cock'. He's eager and at me kneeling, I'm standing so everyone can see (new rule). Fuck he's good, his fingers are moving towards my ass hole, do I call a violation? I let him throat me, my cock is pulsing really fast, I clench my ass cheeks and thrust, Ray shouts stop, thinking I'm cumming. I drink the shot and try to cool my throbbing cock. Ralph says `lets go for a swim, to all cool down', `grab your towel lads and your sexiest shower gel, let's get a quick swim and a long, hot, sexy communal shower. Fuck, the pool was cold so we just swam a little and played grab ass in the shallow end, the deep ends only 6 foot, but I was able to do a loop and grab Rays legs pulling him under. He coughed and spluttered, `fuck you man' he said and went for me, he's fast and angry, he gets me in a headlock, his body hot, I try my best to get out of it, I manage to trip him and we fall into the shallow water, fuck he's still got me, I'm under water, I summon my strength and explode out of the water, pushing him back. We stand hands on knees bent over getting our breath back. He lunges again and Smithy stands in the way. `Back off Ray, you madman, you don't know when to stop do you?, you could've drown him, then we'd all be in the shit', `Sorry Rusty' he says, `I don't like the water', He calms, Ralph puts his arms around him, Smithy around mine, `I got ya, always' he says, `Fuck, let's warm up I'm freezing my balls off here and where did these 4 shrimps dicks come from?' Laughs Ralph. We get the showers warm and take it in turns to shower off and wash each other. `No hard feelings?' Says Ray to me, `No, but I might have later', We got back to the room, it was reallly hot like a sauna. I turned the heater down and we got our bags out and made them into blankets and got in the big bed, crammed in. The swim had sobered us up, we took turns 69ing getting each other off, swallowing was the rule, no mess, then I fell asleep. I woke to the sound of Ray stood in the cabin door, pissing out. I joined him, we shook, hugged and fell asleep till morning, the window shades keeping out the winter sun. We walked by the river that day. Chatting, as we negotiated the rocky path, climbing away from the river through the woods, to a bluff, far below you can see the river and the cabins, and over the vineyards and Cloverdale. We sit on a rock on the escarpment and hug, I'm with Smithy, Ray and Ralph find another flat surface on the other side, out of view. Smithy unbuckles and I copy, Smithy is good at first moves, we pull down and 69, the cold air on my nuts, the stone cold on my ass as Smithy attacks my shaft, keeping me calm by breaking off sucking my nuts and fingering my pucker lightly. We hear a release from Ray, grunting his cum someplace. Smithy stands as I lay and wanks his dick over me, I watch his balls swing and then rise up as he nears. I've stopped, I'm on the edge, Smithy squirts his seed out falling to his knees to coat my shaft with his cum, a few spurts hit my pubes, my shaft is dripping with his cum. He bends over and takes the tip in his mouth and sucks me to completion, I spurt into his mouth, another mammoth load as II see my cum leaking out of Smithy's mouth and fall down my shaft like hot candle wax, he opens his mouth in a circle to show me, he's thick with cum, his mouth drips over my cock as our cum falls out in big globules coating my cock like frosting, another blob falls, like snow on snow, he spits now, my cock coated in thick cum. `Fuck you cum buckets!' Smithy laughs, Ray and Ralph emerge and look at my cock. Smithy goes down on me, gulping my cum down, cleaning up, vacuuming our thick glue up, `Clean as a whistle' he says, kissing my tip and running his fingers on the shaft like it's penny whistle.' Smithy holds out his hand and I grab it and he pulls me up, wraps his arm around my waist and we walk on with Ralph and Ray chatting and joshing behind us. We find the path that leads back to a alongside the 101 and back to the cabins. `Let's eat', we fry up the bacon and fixings and it's soon vanished. I wash the plates, the fry pan, chopping board and surfaces. Ralph says, `come on guys, let's pack-up and tidy up, so it looks like we've not been here, apart from the smell'. We open the cabin windows and door. We tidy around, making sure it's as we found it. We hug and shake, Ralph locks up, puts the key under the bin as requested and they drive off. Me and Smithy cycle back in the early evening gloom. We get to mine, `G'night Smithy', I say, `G'night lover boy', He says back. TBC