A New Life for Jordan ch 29

A New Life for Jordan

By: Rob Warr

Schools out, schools out, teacher let the bulls out.

Chapter Twenty Nine

At last it was the final day of school, and no one was happier or more excited than the three boys from Bennett Falls Camp Grounds. Or at least that's how they felt. Truth was, it would have been hard to find anyone, even the nerdiest nerd, who wasn't looking forward to almost three months of freedom.

It was a pretty exciting day for Rusty and Nate as well, because it being a Friday, Rusty was spending the entire weekend at Nate's house. Two weeks had gone by since Jed had come to live with them, and since Rusty had given up his room to the older teen, he'd been spending more and more time at Nate's, and best of all, with his father's blessings.

In fact, John Cramer seemed to be a new man these days, and everyone seemed to contribute that new outlook on life to the homeless boy John had discovered at the truck stop that day. Since then he'd taken Jed under his own roof, given him a paying job, and was teaching him a trade that was in high demand, trucking. In their off time, he'd been giving Jed private lessons in handling a big rig, in isolated, wide-open areas of course, and John was pleased with the young man's skills.

Jed seemed to have taken to the Cramer family as quickly as they had to him, and Mrs. Cramer had begun to think of him, not as a guest, but as a third son. She doted on him, making sure his clothes were clean, and that he was well fed and cared for. She needn't have worried however, for not only was Jed very self-sufficient these days, he was also becoming more mature and confident.

As much as he wanted to have a place of his own, Jed was enjoying being part of a real family for the first time in his life, and was in no hurry to move out. No one seemed to be pushing him either, and so Jed was content for the moment to stay where he was. He'd been concerned at first that Rusty might resent his taking his room, but once he learned how, and why Rusty had been moved to the attic, he felt better about things.

In fact, he and Rusty had a long heart-to-heart talk, during which time they both shared some very personal feelings. Rusty almost smiled when he learned that Jed was indeed gay, for he'd gotten those vibes from him right off, and was glad his gaydar was operative. However, that brought up more questions than it answered. How was it that his dad had become so attached to Jed to the point of taking him under his wing, when surely he must've guessed that Jed was one of the perverts he'd railed so hard against, a gay man, a faggot?

"Does my dad know?" Rusty finally said, unable to hold back any longer.

"If he does, he doesn't talk to me about it. I've told him a lot of things about my past, but not that. I...well, I guess I'm afraid that if I do, I'll ruin everything."

"Nah, I don't think so," Rusty reassured him, "I think he knows, and...I think that's why he's changed so much lately. I think he saw something in you that made him see that being gay isn't that big a deal."

"I dunno, maybe. If he asks, I'll be honest, but I'm not gonna volunteer, at least not while I'm living here. Which, by the way, are you sure you're okay with me taking your room over? We could share it if you wanted, there's plenty of room..."

"Nah, that's okay. I like sharing a room with Warren. We're tight," Rusty said, "always have been, and the little squirt was devastated when dad made me move to the attic. Nah, he loves it, and I'm fine with it too. Besides, I get to spend more time at Nate's this way," he added grinning.

"Nate is awesome," Jed effused, "you are so lucky to have found someone like that at your age. Heck, most guys your age just want to get their rocks off, not have a serious relationship."

"Don't I know it. Of course, that's okay too," Rusty said blushing, "I was sort of like that...at first."

"Yeah, I hear ya. Right now I'd settle for that," Jed sighed.

"Sorry, can't help ya there," Rusty joked.

"Hey, you don't have any older friends do you?..." Jed teased.

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"First thing I'm gonna do when I get home is get nekkid," Jerry said as the three friends piled off the bus that warm May day, the last day of school.

"Hey, why don't we all do that?" Seth said excitedly, "I know for a fact that dad went to Tulsa this afternoon to get a part for the water heater in the public bathrooms, so...we'll have the place to ourselves.

"Okay, but I want to do more than we did last time," Jordy said grinning, "I wanna fuck..fuck, fuck, fuck."

"Damn boy, horny much?" Seth teased.

"All the time, but today I feel especially horny. I been thinking about your butt all day, and of getting my hole plugged."

"Damn, let's not waste any time then, last one there is a penis wrinkle," Seth laughed, then taking off running.

"No fair, you got a head start," Jordy cried, but he was hot on Seth's heels already.

Jerry however, was content to bring up the rear. He knew he couldn't beat either one of them in a race, and besides...being a penis wrinkle wasn't so bad. Someone would smooth it out for him, he laughed to himself. By the time he arrived at the cabin, Seth and Jordy were already headed up the ladder to the loft and Jerry soon followed, pausing only long enough to grab a sports drink for all of them.

"Oh good, I was just about to say we needed to hydrate," Jordy chuckled as Jerry appeared at the top of the ladder, juggling the three bottles of Powerade.

Seth had already shucked his shirt and was working on the top button of his jeans, but he paused long enough to accept his drink before continuing. Jordy followed his lead, then Jerry, and soon all three boys stood naked and hard, their youthful bodies a thing of beauty.

"Okay, I been thinking..." Jordy began.

"Uh oh, he's been thinking again..." Seth chuckled.

"Shut it!" Jordy scolded, "this is serious," he added, but he was grinning, "I know we said making love is only for us two, but...it's not fair to keep doing this stuff and making Jerry settle for a hand job or a blowjob."

"And?..." Seth said, "go on, I'm open for anything at the moment."

"I say we both screw him," Jordy teased, "No...no, seriously though, "how about if I let both of you screw me, and I'll screw Seth?"

"You know I'm good with whatever you want, but why the sudden change?" Seth wondered.

"I don't know, maybe it's spring fever, or that I'm so happy school is finally out, or...maybe I'm just super horny today. I'm not saying I want to do it all the time, but today...I want it so bad..."

"Hell yeah," Jerry said, "you don't have to ask me twice. If you're sure, that is."

"Too much talking, not enough sex," Seth said falling down on the bed, "ooohhh guysss..." he said in a sing-song voice and wiggling a finger at them, "come here..."

It began with rubbing, and touching, and kissing, but soon the original plan went out the window and by mutual consent, a new plan was formulated. Jordy went first, bending both Jerry and Seth over the bed, rimming and fingering them, then taking turns fucking them, back and forth, one then the other, till he finally blasted off in Seth's tight hot hole.

Jerry elected to remain in that position while Seth took Jordy's place, paying special attention to his boyfriend's hole, then sinking deep inside him. As Jordy had, Seth alternated back and forth till he finally blew, this time in Jerry's hole, but he quickly pulled out, leaving a strand of thick white cum connecting his penis to Jerry's hole, then working his penis into Jordy's hole, where he expelled the remainder of his load.

"If you were chicks, I'd have made both of you preggers," Seth joked.

"Oh Seth, I want to have your baby sooo bad," Jordy said in a high-pitched voice as he wiggled his cute butt around Seth's still spewing cock.

"Ugh, that feels good...I might go again if you keep that up," Seth grunted.

"Do it!" Jordy almost begged.

"Okay, I'll try...but I'm gonna let Jerry have a turn first, okay?"

"Hell yeah, stick that dick in me Jer," Jordy growled, "make me like dick in my ass," he added giggling.

"You already like dick in your ass," Seth chuckled as he moved aside to give Jerry access to his boyfriend's cute behind, "Oh fuck, this is hot...watching you get plowed from behind."

"Bend over for him too," Jordy suggested to Seth after a while. Then to Jerry, "Make him like your dick in his ass too," he teased.

"Put it to me dude," Seth said bending over the bed, "Oh...yeah...that's how I like it...shove that dick in me hard baby," he added, grunting as Jerry obliged.

Jerry alternated between the two boy's holes, trying to decide which he liked better, but in the end he decided to leave it to chance as to which boy got his load. As luck would have it, it was Seth who was the recipient of a rather large, sticky load of boy juice, that exited Jerry's balls so fast they ached afterwards.

Swaying a little, then falling down on Seth's back, Jerry hugged the other boy around the waist, kissed his neck and back, then sighed contentedly, "Oh my God, that was so hot. I haven't come that hard in a long time. Thanks guys," Jerry said near tears, "thank you so much for trusting me enough to let me share with you like this."

"Hey, you're welcome. We loved it too, right Seth?"

"Hell yeah! Glad you thought of this lover boy, but...Jerry...can I please straighten up? My back is killing me, and my legs are numb," Seth moaned.

Fifteen minutes later, having showered and gotten dressed again, they grabbed a snack and finished their drinks as they mapped out their plans for the rest of the day, weekend, and beyond.

"I'm going to Carl's tomorrow and staying till Monday," Jerry advised them, "we're going to Muskogee to Honor Heights Park on Sunday to see the flowers there."

"Oh man, that's so cool. I've been there with daddyo...and once, when I was a little kid...with my mom. She loved flowers," Seth said wiping a tear from his eye.

Jordy noticed Seth's emotional state and slipped an arm around him and kissed his cheek. "I can't imagine how hard it must be for you guys to have lost your moms. I don't think I could be as brave as you two are."

"You do what you gotta do, right Jer? And...it helps that we have great dads. If our dads had been dicks, we'd probably be in juvie by now," Seth joked, grinning to show he was all right.

"So, what now, ATV, video games, fishing, a walk in the forest?" Jordy said, adding the last as a joke.

"We just showered, nothing too strenuous," Seth said lazily as he lounged on the couch, half atop Jordy.

"Okay old man, let's head to my place then and play some Wii. Wanna come Jer?"

"Nah, I'm gonna call Carl and mess around on my laptop," Jerry said hopping up, "see you guys later."

"Have fun at Carl's this weekend," Jordy said, then getting up and offering Seth a hand up.

"Yeah, don't wear each other out," Seth teased, "save some for us."

"Don't worry, that's one thing I can never get enough of," Jerry chuckled.

At Jordy's, the two were surprised to see Mack's pickup was there, and walking into the office, they found him talking to Mr. Kelly.

"Hi guys," Mr. Kelly said pleasantly.

"Where have you guys been?" Mack teased, "we've had the Sheriff out looking for you for the last hour."

"Good one daddyo. Did they think to look at our cabin, huh..huh...did they?" Seth said making a funny face and shaking his head.

"Have you done your chores?" Mack chuckled, changing the subject then.

"Not yet, just about to do that," Seth said, though truthfully he'd forgotten all about their chores in the heat of the moment.

"Hold on, and I'll give you guys a ride to the bathroom. I was just about to go put this heating element in the hot water tank," Mack said then, then to Mr. Kelly, "I predict it's going to be a very busy weekend, what with the weather and school being out."

"Well, I for one am glad," Mr. Kelly chuckled, "This campground can't be too full as far as I'm concerned. Why if this keeps up, we might actually turn a profit," he teased.

Jordy dragged Seth off to his room then, so he could change, and as they were talking, the subject of Lee's visit came up once again.

"So...next week...Lee is coming, right?"

"Yep, I'm so excited. Hey, you're still not worried about me running off with Lee are you?" Jordy teased.

"Nope, just a little nervous about meeting your first love," Seth teased back.

"My first love was my mom," Jordy said grinning, "and you and her get along just fine."

"Yeah, well...I'm still nervous, but...if he's as cool as you say he is, then I guess I got nothing to worry about."

"You'll love him, and he'll love you, end of story. We're gonna have a blast this summer."

"Yeah, I know," Seth admitted, "I don't suppose I could go with you to pick him up?"

"Of course you're coming with us. Dad is gonna drive us, but mom is staying home, so it will be us three guys, then four when we pick Lee up."

"Cool, that will be cool," Seth said, finally starting to feel a bit better about things.

"Come on, let's go. The sooner we get our chores done, the sooner we can play," Jordy said grinning.

"We already played," Seth said lewdly, "unless you wanna play some more."

"You never know, how about spending the night, then you can find out for sure?"

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On Saturday, Mack and Mark dropped Jerry off at Carl's, then headed back to the campgrounds to check on things. Seth and Jordy had already done their chores, and even though the campground was booming with activity, everything seemed to be running smoothly. The weather was perfect, and all but four of the campsites were occupied, and all of the RV pads, and all but one of the cabins were rented out. People came and went, boats were out on the lake, and there were people fishing along the bank in several spots.

Looking out at the lake, Jordy took a deep breath of fresh air and sighed, "It looks so, so...different with all these people here."

"Yeah, well...get used to it, cause it's like this all summer, right up until September, then it slacks off a bit, depending on the weather. You guys came along at the deadest part of the season," Seth reminded him.

"I'm glad it's busy though. I heard mom and dad talking, and they were kinda worried at first. They sunk a lot of money into this place, and until now there wasn't that much money coming in."

"That's how it is, you make most of your money in about 6 months, then the rest of the time you just coast," Seth said, repeating what he'd heard his dad say many times, "Come on, let's check the bathrooms again, then we can take the 4-wheeler for a spin."

As they approached the rock structure that held the bathrooms, a young boy of about 8 or 9 came out of the men's bathroom, and when he saw the two he gave them a nervous smile.

"Hi," the boy said, stopping to engage the two in conversation, "where are you guys camping?"

"We're not," Jordy explained, "we live here...all the time."

"Huh uh, really?" the boy asked doubtfully.

"Yep, and we work here too. Right now we gotta clean the bathrooms," Seth said, "you didn't stink the place up, did ya?" he teased.

"Uh uh, I just peed, that's all," the boy said sounding nervous.

"It's okay, Seth is just being a dick," Jordy laughed, punching his BF in the arm playfully.

"Yeah, I am...and you like dick," Seth replied, causing the younger boy to crack up laughing.

"You guys are funny," the kid said.

"What's your name little kid?" Seth asked then.

"Phillip, but my friends call me Phil."

"Well, Phil, I'm Seth, and this ugly kid is Jordan, but we call him Jordy."

"Ugly?" Jordy said shaking his head, "boy, you must not want any tonight," he said, not caring how suggestive or crude that sounded. After all, Phil was just a kid, and probably didn't know what that meant anyway.

"I'm sorry...I meant, the handsome, sexy one," Seth laughed.

Phil laughed too, "You guys are so funny," he repeated, "I gotta go, but maybe I'll see ya around."

"Sure thing, just look for a red streak going by, that will be us on Jordy's 4-wheeler," Seth laughed.

"Cool, you gotta 4-wheeler, for real?"

"Yep, maybe we'll take ya for a ride sometime," Seth offered.

"Wow, really...cool. When can I ride on it?" the boy said sounding excited.

"Where you camping?" Seth asked then.

"Over there," he said pointing to where a large orange tent was set up Near a black SUV, "that's my mom over there," he added, waving at a woman in shorts and a crop top. She waved back, then went back to whatever she was doing, "My dad is fishing, but I don't much like fishing."

"Okay, we'll come by later then," Jordy said, "but right now, we have work to do, so...we'll see ya later, okay?"

"Okay, thanks," the kid said running off toward his campsite.

"Cute kid," Seth said as he and Jordy proceeded to the bathrooms.

"Yeah, and he won't leave us alone till we give him a ride," Jordy chuckled, "Thanks for that."

"Aww, don't be an old grump," Seth teased, "think how much the kid will enjoy it. Think about how excited you'd have been if someone had offered you a ride at that age."

"What if his mom and dad won't let him go?"

"Well, then I guess he won't get a ride, but I bet they'll say yes. They're obviously adventurous people, what with camping and fishing and all..."

"You're crazy," Jordy chuckled, "come on, I'll clean the men's and you get the women's."

Fortunately, the bathrooms didn't need much cleaning, and soon the boys were finished there, and after checking the trash one more time, they headed to the shed to get the 4-wheeler. They kept it gassed up and ready to go at all times, and after donning their helmets they were off.

They rode around the trails first, stopping at their favorite spot, the overlook, long enough to rest and do some making out, then headed back to camp. As they zoomed down the hill and onto the main road that ran through the camp, they saw Phil sitting on a picnic table, and when they got closer he jumped down and ran their way.

"Hi guys," Phil said excitedly, "am I still gonna get a ride?"

"Did you ask your folks," Jordy said turning off the engine so they could talk.

"Not yet, but they'll probably say yes. We can ask them now."

"Okay," Jordy said, restarting the engine, "we'll meet ya there."

Phil's dad had evidently just returned from fishing, for he still had his rod and tackle box in his hands when the boys rode up. Phil, who had ran ahead, was breathlessly explaining the situation to his folks, rattling off the words so fast his dad had to make him slow down so he could understand.

"What's this all about?" his mom said looking at Jordy and Seth, "Phil said something about a ride...on that thing?" she said, sounding a lot like Jordy's mom, who still sometimes referred to the 4-wheeler as: 'The Death Machine'.

"Yes ma'am," Jordy said politely, "it's safe, and he can wear the other helmet."

"I don't know, how do I know I can trust you?" she said suspiciously.

"My folks run the campgrounds, Mr. and Mrs. Kelly, and Seth here, he and his dad work here and live in one of the cabins. And of course I live here too, so...it's not like I'd do anything to get myself in trouble. If you don't want Phil to ride, that's all right ma'am, I understand, but I promise I'll be really careful if you do."

"Oh, let him ride, Judy," the man said to his wife, "it's safer than riding his bike in traffic," he chuckled.

"Well, all right. I guess you can go, but stay close, okay? I want to be able to see you."

"Yes, ma'am, we'll just ride around the campgrounds here," Jordy agreed.

Once Seth had placed his helmet on Phil, he helped the younger boy climb onto the 4-wheeler, where the boy instinctively put his arms around Jordy's waist and scooted up close. The younger boy's body felt good against him, especially his bare arms around his waist, and soon Jordy began to feel a familiar stirring in his groin.

"Ready?" Jordy asked looking back at the boy, "hold on tight."

"Wheeeeeeeeee," the boy cried excitedly as they started off, even though Jordy was keeping the speed down for the benefit of Phil's mom.

At the far end of the camp, Jordy decided to impress the boy with his skills by driving across the little bridge, and from the squeals of delight Phil emitted, it was obvious he'd succeeded. He didn't want to stray too far away from Phil's mom's watchful eye however so he turned around right away and headed back. When they arrived at the campsite, Seth was making himself at home and had already smoozed the young couple with his charms. He was sipping a soda and eating something on a paper plate, which Jordy soon realized was a brownie.

"Your turn," Jordy said to Seth," Phil, just stay put, Seth is gonna drive next."

"Cool, I get to go twice. Oh man, this is the best day ever," the boy said excitedly.

"Here, you can finish my brownie," Seth said handing the plate to Jordy, "but you gotta get your own soda. I bet Mrs. Williams will be glad to give ya one," Seth said winking at the woman, who blushed. The little charmer already had her eating out of his hand, and any fears she had about Phil's safety with the two were long gone.

Jordy wasn't quite as much a charmer as Seth, but he found Phil's folks, the Williams, were nice people and easy to talk to. He learned that Phil was ten, even though he looked younger, that he was a bit shy, and didn't make friends easily. In addition, Phil, being small for his age, was often a target of bullies back in school, and perhaps that was why Mrs. Williams, Judy, was concerned about letting him go anywhere with the two older boys. She could see now that the two boys were genuine, and she was actually hoping they would spend more time with her son. Phil was a good boy, but he was alone a lot and his mom worried about him.

Seth rode a bit faster, and Phil loved the thrills his body was experiencing. His arms wrapped tightly around the older boy, Phil could feel how solid and muscled Seth was, and he got little tingles in his groin. He'd just met the boy, but he was already developing a major crush on him. He was everything Phil wasn't, bold, outgoing, friendly, confident, not to mention: Phil liked how he looked. He was cute and well built, and though Phil didn't exactly understand his feelings for the older boy, he liked how he felt around him.

Phil sighed then, burying his head in Seth's back and inhaling his teen boy scent. His grip tightened on Seth's waist and his hands, which had been resting on Seth's flat tummy, now moved up a bit, rubbing his well developed chest. Seth was aware of the boy's movements and he chuckled to himself. The kid is feeling me up. Wonder what's next, his hand will accidentally slip and land on my dick? Seth realized then that his dick was quite hard, whether from the vibration of the 4-wheeler, or Phil's hands, he didn't know.

Seth rode to the opposite end of the camp and down one of the trails that led down to the lake. He didn't worry that Phil's mom would worry or care for that matter, he felt like he'd already earned her trust, and she probably wasn't even watching anymore.

Seth slid to a stop in a little clearing that ended on a bank overlooking the lake, then cut the engine. A foot path led down to a fishing spot below, but Seth had no intention of going down there. He just wanted to sit here in the clearing for a minute and talk to Phil.

Phil seemed content to follow Seth's lead, and when Seth climbed off the 4-wheeler he was right behind him. Removing his helmet, Seth hung it on the handlebars and Phil mimicked his actions. Stretching like a jungle cat, Seth noticed Phil's eyes on him, taking in every inch of his body, and he smiled.

"You like what you see?" Seth chuckled, posing for the younger boy and flexing his biceps.

"I'm sorry," Phil said looking ready to cry, "I just...I like how you look."

"It's cool. I get it. How long have you known you liked boys?"

"Whaaaat?" the boy stammered.

"You do like boys, don't you?"

"What do you mean?" Phil asked, but he was pretty sure he knew what Seth meant. He might only be 10, but he knew what being gay was, and had even seen some gay videos on the internet. He always got hard when he watched the videos, but truthfully it didn't take much to make him hard these days. In fact, he sometimes wondered if he was a freak because he got hard so easy and so often, and that he thought about that stuff so much.

"Maybe you like girls too," Seth said giving him a way out, "do you have a girlfriend?"

"N...noo," the boy said blushing, "I'm only 10," he sputtered.

"Yeah, you are a little young, and you still have time to figure things out. But, if you have any questions about this stuff, or need to talk to someone about it, me and Jordy can help you. How long are you and your folks gonna be here?"

"Till Tuesday," Phil said, then looking thoughtful, he added, "I'll think about that other stuff, okay?"

"Cool, well we should get back. Don't want your mom worrying. Need any help getting back on?"

Phil really didn't need any help, but he wasn't about to pass up a chance to have Seth touch him, so he let the older boy lift him onto the seat. He could feel Seth's strong hands on his bottom and that sent little tingles all through his body and his little boy nail was harder than he'd ever remembered it being. He felt a sense of loss as Seth moved his hands away, but once contact was reestablished as he put his arms around the older boy, he sighed contentedly.

"Feel all you want," Seth chuckled, "just don't let anyone else see, okay?"

Phil blushed, but he nodded and let his hands wander all over Seth's chest, even stopping to feel his erect nipples, before moving down and rubbing his flat tummy.

"You can put your hands under my shirt," Seth said then, the 4-wheeler idling, but they'd yet to move.

Phil was hesitant at first, but realizing this might be one chance in a lifetime, he timidly snaked his hands under Seth's t-shirt and almost gasped as his hands came into contact with the teen boy's warm, smooth flesh. At first he was content to just let his hands rest there, but soon he was rubbing around, feeling every square inch of Seth's torso, even letting his finger go into Seth's belly button, causing both boys to giggle.

"You gave me a boner," Seth said boldly, causing Phil to blush.

"I'm sorry," the younger boy said, not sure if he should be apologizing, or thanking Seth for that news.

"Don't be, sorry, I mean. I bet you're hard too, aren't you?" Seth chuckled.

"I...um...maybe," Phil said shyly.

"I know you are, I can feel it against my butt," Seth laughed, "it's okay. It's how we boys are. That's the kind of stuff we can talk about if you need to. Me and Jordy, we know all about that stuff."

"Okay," Phil said, his hands resting for the moment just above the waist band of Seth's shorts, only inches away from the rampant cock hiding inside.

"You can go lower...if you want," Seth said, his heart beating rapidly in his chest. Was he being too bold, too daring, would Phil tell his folks, or was he right about the younger boy and what he liked?

"O...okay," Phil said, his hands shaking as he worked up the courage to accept the invitation Seth had just sent him.

Inch by inch, he let his hands slide downward, the heat building as his hands finally came into contact with the hardness inside Seth's shorts. Phil gasped a little when he realized just how big Seth was down below, his own little nail puny by comparison.

"It's hot," Phil said in awe, "and sooo big."

"Thanks, but it's not that big. Average for a 13 year-old, I think. I bet yours is nice too."

"Thanks, it's tiny compared to yours."

"It will grow, don't worry. It still feels good though, right? When you rub it? I mean."

"Yeah," Phil said blushing, automatically agreeing without thinking of what he was admitting.

"We better head back," Seth said suddenly, "if you keep that up, I'm gonna make a mess in my undies," he added chuckling.

"Oh, sorry," Phil said, pulling his hands away as if he'd touched something hot.

"You can still feel my stomach and stuff," Seth said, "just cool it when we get closer to your campsite, okay?"

"Yeah, I know," Phil said, amazed at how bold he was being. He realized it was all because of Seth and his patience and persistence, and the fact that he had a major crush on the older boy didn't hurt any either.

As they approached the campsite, Jordy hopped down off a picnic table to meet them, but Phil's folks were nowhere to be seen.

"I thought you guys got lost," Jordy joked, "your folks went up to the office to see my dad. They said to wait here for them," he said to Phil.

"Oh, okay," Phil said, wishing he and Seth had stayed in the clearing longer.

The two boys offered to wait with Phil, but he insisted he was all right alone, and Seth and Jordy climbed back on the 4-wheeler and rode off. As they sped away, Phil headed to the bathroom. He didn't need to pee, but there was something else he wanted to do, and he needed some privacy.

He was in luck, the bathroom was empty, and after locking himself in the last stall, he dropped his shorts and sat on the toilet, but not for the obvious reason. Reaching between his legs, he lifted his semi-erect cock, and after a little manipulation, had it standing proud at 3 inches. He'd learned how to rub it from an older boy, but so far he'd never achieved an orgasm. That would change today.

Just thinking about touching Seth's hard cock through his shorts had Phil so worked up that when he got to the part where he felt like he needed to pee, this time he just let it go. He shook as if he'd been electrocuted, his young body reeling with the intensity of his first ever orgasm. His heart beat nearly out of his chest and his breathing was labored for a moment, but eventually he came back to earth. Looking down at his still erect dick he saw that he hadn't peed after all, and that the feeling was something else, something wonderful, and he knew he wanted that feeling again, and soon.

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Not far away, Rusty Cramer was sitting on his front porch anxiously awaiting the arrival of Nate and his dad. Nearby, Warren and Lucky were rolling around on the grass, enjoying the warm spring day and keeping Rusty company. Warren might have been a bit envious of Rusty, but he wasn't jealous, nor did he feel deprived by Rusty's spending time with Nate. After all, he had plans of his own with Jesse, and later he'd be joining Rusty at the Taylors' house for a sleep over.

Jesse's mom was taking them to Pryor to the Allred theater while she did some shopping, then they were going out to eat before returning to the house on the lake. Jesse and Warren might not be quite as close as Rusty and Nate, but their friendship had grown exponentially since first meeting, and they spent a lot of time together, with or without their two older brothers.

Jed wandered out after a few minutes, dressed in baggy shorts and a tank top, his lean muscular body evident beneath his clothing.

"Hey dudes, big plans, huh?" Jed said, settling in beside Rusty and addressing both boys.

"Yeah, sorry to leave you here alone to be bored," Rusty teased, "maybe you could talk mom into using her car, and you could get away for a while."

Jed, who had quite an aptitude for all things mechanical, had taken it upon himself to work Mrs. Cramer's old Ford Taurus over, changing the plugs and oil, installing a new battery, and doing some tinkering here and there, and these days the old car ran like a top. In exchange, Mrs. Cramer often allowed Jed to drive the car to run errands or go out to eat, but so far that was it. With no friends nearby, nor any social life, Jed was pretty much stuck in the small town, and bored a lot.

"Maybe I'll go grab a burger or something later," Jed said, "maybe I'll run into a cute guy there," he joked.

"Maybe," Rusty agreed, "even if all they want to do is 'play'," he chuckled.

"Playing would be just fine right now," Jed sighed, "my hand is getting awfully tired."

"Well, good luck," Rusty said starting to rise, "Here comes Nate and his dad," he added, grabbing his gym bag up.

As Mr. Taylor pulled into the driveway and stopped, they were surprised to see Jesse hop out of the back and run their way.

"Mom had to go show a house, so you can come with us now, and she'll take us to Pryor later, okay?" Jesse rattled off.

"Oh, okay, just need to put Lucky in the backyard and grab my bag."

Minutes later, Jed waved at the boys as they drove away, then sat down heavily on the steps of the front porch. He was a little bored, but mostly he was just horny, and he longed for release with another guy, even if it was just a one time thing.

He was so caught up in his own thoughts that he didn't notice Mrs. Cramer approaching till she was almost upon him. John had gone to visit an old friend in Locust Grove, and though he'd invited Rusty to come along, he'd declined the invitation, and John hadn't pressed the issue.

"Jed, honey...you look like you've lost your best friend. Why don't you get out and do something today instead of sitting around here moping?"

"I might, if I can borrow your car. I'll fill the tank up when I'm done," he said enthusiastically.

"Oh posh, you don't have to do that. Since you worked on my old car, it's been running like new, and I never worry about being stranded again when I drive it. One of these days I'm going to talk John into a new one, but till then, the old Ford is just fine."

"Do you need anything from town, or the grocery store?" Jed offered.

"No, I'm fine sweetie, you go on now, and try to have some fun. You men go out on the road again Monday, and you need to relax some before then."

"Yes ma'am," Jed said beaming, just need to change, then standing up, he looked at Mrs. Taylor and smiled, "Thanks, not just for this, but for everything," he said sounding emotional.

"Oh honey, you're welcome. You're a good boy, and you deserve to be treated right. Now, scoot, go get changed and go find something fun to do," she chuckled.

Jed had showered that morning, as was his usual habit, and after slipping on jeans and a fresh shirt, he laced on his Nikes and checked his hair in the mirror before grabbing his wallet and keys. These days he had his own house key, and a key to the Taurus and the feeling of empowerment it gave the once homeless boy was almost overwhelming. He smiled as he fingered the key chain he'd bought at the little hardware store in town, then sighed and went off to say goodbye to Mrs. Cramer.

Somewhere between the house and main street, he'd decided that instead of hanging around the tiny little town of Salina he was going to go to the larger, but still small town of Pryor. At least they had a Walmart there and every kind of fast food you could think of, even a movie theater, and surely he could find something interesting to do there, even if he had to do it alone.

The trip took only about 20 minutes, even keeping to the posted speed limits, which he almost always did, and soon he was driving up main street, Graham Avenue, and checking out the shops and such along the way. There was a large Dollar General, that he decided he might check out later if he got bored, and on the right was the Allred theater, where he noted what movies were showing in case he decided to see one of them later.

Usually, Jed would have turned left at the corner where main street crossed Highway 69, or Mill Street, but today he decided to continue going straight and explore the town a bit. Eventually, he found himself at the end of the city proper, and turning left, he wound up on First Street, which ran past the high school football stadium, Tiger Stadium.

At a stop sign a few blocks ahead was a school on his left and a little park on his right. For some reason unbeknownst to him, he decided to go right and stop at the little park and stretch his legs. He pulled up in a chat covered parking area and climbed out, stretching his lithe body as he did so. There were no other cars in the small parking lot, and he hadn't noticed anyone in the park, but now that he had a chance to look around, he spotted what appeared to be a teenage boy sitting on the top of a towering jungle gym, or monkey bars, as most kids called them.

He guessed the boy to be at least 16, maybe older, and even from where he was standing he could see the boy was well built, especially since all he was wearing was a pair of royal blue gym shorts. His chest was well defined, and even though he didn't quite have a six pack, it wouldn't take much to make that happen.

Jed considered what to do, should he wander closer and say hello, or leave the boy alone to do...well, whatever he was doing? Right now, he looked deep in thought, and hadn't seemed to notice Jed's arrival in the less than quiet Ford, or his steady advance toward his mountain of solitude.

It was the boy's looks that finally made up Jed's mind. Even if all they did was talk, it would be pleasant to see the boy's body up close and maybe even smell his teen aroma. It had been awhile since he'd sniffed a teen boy, and the thought of it was intoxicating. He'd always been aroused by scents, first his own, then other boys', and though once he'd thought he was a freak for doing so, he'd soon learned he was not alone.

Taking a deep breath he started toward the monkey bars and the boy, strolling casually so as not to surprise the boy. The boy, for his part, continued to stare into space, seemingly unaware of anyone or anything and in his own private world. This gave Jed pause, and he almost veered off, but now that he was closer and could see just how cute and sexy the boy was, he was even more determined to meet the boy, even if nothing came of it.

He was well tanned, Jed could see now, with flawless skin, bright pink nipples and a washboard stomach and outie belly button, one of Jed's favorite things. His hair was brownish red with what appeared to be highlights, but what little hair he had on his legs appeared to be blond and almost invisible. And those legs, oh my, Jed thought, strong and powerful looking, shapely and sexy, just the kind of legs that he'd like to be between.

He was within speaking range now, and he was mulling over what to say when the boy beat him to the punch. "Hey," the boy said, pushing a lock of long hair from his eyes, and giving Jed a little smile.

"Hey," Jed said, encouraged by the boy's friendly greeting, "How's it going?"

"Been better, bored mostly. How about you?" the boy said, scratching at his inner thigh, pulling Jed's eyes there.

"Yeah, me too. Been living in Salina, thought I'd come to the big city and try to find something to do," Jed laughed.

The boy laughed too, making him even cuter, and Jed couldn't help but stare at the cute sexy boy. His eyes were green, Jed noted, and seemed to sparkle. He had dimples too, and a cute little nose that Jed thought he'd like to lick all over.

"I guess some places are even worse than here. So...what kind of fun you looking for?" the boy asked then, causing Jed to stop in his tracks. Was he flirting, or was it just an innocent question?

"Oh, you know...whatever I can find," Jed said, leaving things open for now.

"Got any money?" the boy asked then.

"Some, enough...I guess," Jed replied, feeling a little weird now. Was the kid looking for a handout, or...maybe even offering himself for a few bucks? No, surely not.

"I'm Rick, by the way," the kid said, starting to climb down now.

"I'm Jed, cool to meet ya. Uh, how old are you anyway?"

"17," Rick said then, "I know, I know, I look 14, but I swear I'm really 17, I'll be a Junior in the fall."

"Oh, I believe you. You play football or something. I couldn't help but notice how cut you are, and how strong your legs look," Jed said blushing a little.

"Soccer and baseball actually," the boy said, stretching his body once he was on the ground, almost as if he were showing off.

"I played baseball till I was in high school," Jed offered, "but I wasn't good enough to make the high school team. We had a very competitive team at my old school."

"Well, in a small town like this, they're just glad to find anyone who wants to play," Rick laughed.

"Yeah, but I bet you're pretty good, right?"

Rick smiled, "Yeah, I do all right. Hey, I'm kinda thirsty, wanna buy me a pop?"

Jed laughed, "Sure, where's a good place to go?"

"Sonic, they have the best cherry limeades..." Rick said as they headed toward the car.

Once inside the car, Jed inhaled Rick's heady teen boy aroma at last, and his dick jumped with excitement. Even if this was as close as he ever got to the other boy, it was well worth the effort, he mused, but somehow he was almost sure things were headed in the right direction for more.

As they sat in the car, drinking their cherry limeades, Rick gave Jed a little peek into his life. An only child, he told Jed that he lived not far from the park with his dad, who worked at a plant in the industrial area outside of town, and his mom, who did babysitting to supplement their income. He talked as if they didn't have much money, or at any rate, that Jed didn't see much of it. He'd taken a job working part time at a place called Charlie's Chicken, but he only worked a few days a week and didn't earn that much money. Thus, he was usually broke, and looking for something to do that didn't cost money.

"I was thinking about going to see a movie later," Jed said, hoping he wasn't sounding too desperate, but damn, he wanted to get to know this boy better, "I was wondering, would you like to go with me?"

"Yeah, I'd love to, but...only one problem, I'm broke."

"No problem, I can pay for both of us, I'll even spring for dinner."

Rick laughed, "You serious? Is this like a date or something?"

"No...I mean, not unless you want it to be," Jed said grinning.

"You think I'm hot, don't ya?" Rick said poking Jed playfully.

"Well...you are, aren't you?" Jed said boldly.

"Hell yeah, I'm a sexy mother fucker," Rick laughed, "but the thing is: I'm not gay."

Damn, Jed thought, this is awkward. How do I get out of this without outing myself, or looking stupid, but before Jed could reply, Rick added, "I'm bi, I like both," he said, cracking up as if it was the funniest thing ever, "got ya, didn't I?"

"I was about to say...what does that have to do with anything? but since you said you're bi, I guess I'll just keep quiet," Jed said grinning.

Rick was quiet for a moment, sucking on his straw, appearing to be deep in thought, then suddenly he turned to Jed with a devilish smile. When Jed met his eyes, he raised an eyebrow, then Rick nodded, and lowered his head. Jed lowered his as well, just to see what Rick found so interesting, but it didn't take long to figure it out. Poking out of the leg of Rick's flimsy gym shorts, was the head of an uncut dick that was hard and looked to be about 7 inches in length.

"A little sample," Rick teased, "go ahead, give it a squeeze. You know you want to."

Later, after taking Rick home to change into jeans and a tee for the movie, Jed drove them to Pizza Hut, where they shared a pizza and got to know each other a little better. Until then, Jed hadn't disclosed much of is own life, but now that they'd been intimate, even if only for a few minutes in the car, he found himself opening up to the teenager.

"So, this guy...John, he picked you up at a truck stop, fed you, paid for a motel room, and...he didn't come on to you?" Rick asked incredulously.

"Yeah, I was surprised too. He even gave me a job and...get this, I'm living with him and his family, a wife and two sons till I can afford a place of my own." He went on to tell Rick about how Rusty had given up his room, but he felt it wasn't his place to discuss Rusty's sexual persuasion or his relationship with Nate. Nor did he tell Rick about Rusty's dad's reaction to Rusty's being gay, or the fact that he too had run away from home.

"Wow, that's really cool," Rick said, "I've heard those truck drivers will screw anything that has a hole," he added laughing.

"Yeah, even John admitted that a lot of truckers did that stuff, but not him. He says he's never cheated on his wife with anyone, and I believe him."

"But you would've done it...I mean, if that's what he'd wanted?" Rick said eying Jed curiously.

"I'll confess, I was ready to do just about anything to have a warm place to sleep that night. Turns out I didn't have to do anything."

"You ever been with a guy that old before?"

"Nah, I had an older boyfriend once, but only a few years older. But the age thing doesn't bother me that much. As long as the guy is decent looking."

"And has a nice dick, right?" Rick chuckled.

"That helps," Jed admitted, "not that I've ever been with any older men, but who knows? could happen I guess."

"Not tonight," Rick laughed, "too bad we don't have a motel room to go to."

Jed felt his dick throb in his jeans and he licked his lips nervously, "Well, umm...I don't have money for a room, but maybe we could find some nice quiet place to park later."

"I know the perfect place, but first, the movie, then the fun," Rick laughed.

At the theater, they found seats near the center and waited for the movie to begin. When the lights went down, Rick moved his hand to Jed's leg and began rubbing it slowly, causing the tent in his jeans to throb. Two can play at this game, Jed thought as he began to rub Rick's leg as well, causing the other boy to swivel his head and give Jed a wicked smile.

Fortunately, when the previews were over, Rick moved his hand, as did Jed, and they turned their attention to the movie. Jed had to admit, it was nice just being with Rick, although he was looking forward to more later. Maybe if things went like he hoped, they could do this again. Pryor wasn't that far, and if things got serious, there was no reason he couldn't move to Pryor and still work with John. After all, John had to come right through the city, no matter where he was headed. Jed smiled to himself, the date isn't even over yet, and I'm already making plans for the wedding.

It was dark outside by the time the movie was over, and the temp had dropped a bit, though it was still pleasant out. In the car, Rick directed Jed as to where to go, and Jed was surprised to find they were headed back toward the west end of town. However, before they reached the end of town, Rick had Jed turn right onto a side street, then left onto a road that curved around and ended abruptly at what appeared to be an old rodeo grounds.

"What's this?"

"Used to be a rodeo grounds, but they built a new one out east by the fair grounds, and this one hasn't been used in years. When I was a kid, we used to come here and play. See those buildings beneath the bleachers, they don't have any doors, but no one can see you once you're inside them. They used to be concession stands or something.

Jed pulled the car around the gravel road and parked in front of the building Rick had indicated, but he was still unsure about the whole thing. What if someone called the cops, or what if they made regular rounds here and caught them? But Rick assured him that no one cared, and anyway, if they heard a car, they'd have plenty of warning, and could say they were just looking around or whatever.

"Okay, but if I get arrested, it's your fault."

"Well, if we get arrested, we'll request to share a cell," Rick joked.

"Ugh, don't even joke about that. I never want to be in jail."

"Me either, and we're not going to be. Come on, I'm horny as hell and need to get off," Rick said, and that was all it took to get Jed to agree to this outrageous rendezvous.

Inside the cement block building, it was not only dark, but a bit cooler than out in the night air. There was a bit of clutter strewn about, mostly empty bottles and cans, but Jed also noticed a few discarded condoms as well. Apparently they weren't the only ones to use this place for sex, though he didn't know if it was two guys fucking, or a guy and girl.

"Well, what do you like to do?" Rick asked then, sounding less bold than he had before, "do you kiss, or just like to get right to the good stuff?"

"I like it all," Jed admitted, "kissing is cool if the other guy is into it too. A lot of guys aren't though."

"I'm cool with it," Rick said moving closer, grabbing Jed's hands in his, and gazing into his eyes.

Rick seemed almost vulnerable now, a far cry from the cocky self-assured boy he'd been a few hours ago, and Jed felt a little sorry for him. Sometimes it was hard being the tough guy, especially when you were gay, and he decided to make it easy on the boy.

Jed leaned in then, and Rick met him halfway, their lips pressing together urgently and their bodies soon followed. As the kiss progressed, they moved together, hands roaming each other's bodies, and soon the clothes began to come off.

Pulling away only long enough to skin his shirt over his head, then help Rick lose his, Jed continued the kiss, even as he fumbled with the top button of the younger boy's jeans. Impatiently, at last Jed dropped to his knees, unzipped Rick's jeans, and jerked them down to find that Rick wore no underwear.

Gasping at the beauty of Rick's manhood, Jed breathed in his spicy, musky teen boy aroma and swooned. Rick was fully erect, as was Jed, his angry looking cock head peaking from his foreskin, glistening with precum. Moaning, Jed grasped Rick's cock, retracting the foreskin, then attacking it with his tongue. Lapping up his precum, Jed smacked his lips appreciatively, then turned his attention to the teen boy's plum sized balls.

His balls were smooth and completely hairless, and even his pubes were neatly trimmed. Jed liked that a lot. Too much hair was a real turn off for him, and that was one reason he kept his own pubic area shaved or trimmed, depending on his mood.

"Yeah, lick those nuts," Rick moaned, throwing his head back.

"Mmmm," Jed moaned, taking one, then the other orb into his wet warm mouth.

Eventually however, he'd had enough of the appetizer and was eager for the main course, Rick's cock, then dessert, his creamy cum. Moving back up, he began to lick Rick's cock once again, lapping up more precum before swallowing him to the root, burying his nose in the teen boy's musky pubes.

Reaching back, Jed grabbed a butt cheek in each hand and held Rick tightly as he began to work his magic on the moaning boy's cock. He was a master at oral sex, and Rick seemed to agree as he moaned and thrust forward, trying to bury more of his manhood in Jed's talented mouth. Jed took his time, edging Rick for a long time before finally letting him have the release he so craved.

"Awww...gawd...I'm coming," Rick cried out suddenly, thrusting forward one last time as his balls began to empty into Jed's hungry mouth.

Jed moaned in ecstasy as he tasted the boy's thick delicious cream, then hung on to the end, milking every last drop out before licking the head clean and rising. Immediately Rick grabbed him and pulled him into a kiss, tasting his own flavor on Jed's tongue, and moaning lowly.

"God that was good. Your turn now, want to fuck me?" Rick offered.

"Here?" Jed asked licking his lips in anticipation.

"Sure, bend me over, lick my ass, and slide right in," Rick chuckled, "or are you not into that stuff?"

"Oh yeah, I love...umm...ass. I'm game if you are," Jed said quickly.

"Good, cause I really want to get fucked," Rick said turning around and wiggling his fine young ass at Jed.

"Oh man, your ass is amazing," Jed gasped, dropping to his knees again, this time to eat Rick's ass.

He was a little concerned that Rick might not be as clean back there as he liked, but a quick sniff said the boy was plenty clean, the only aroma a musky teen boy aroma that only made him hornier. The boy tasted amazing too, and he found himself lapping at his hole, desperately trying to get as much of his tongue up the boy's ass as he could.

For his part, Rick was moaning just as loud, if not louder, his own dick hard once more as he received the best rim job of his young life. But as good as Jed's tongue felt in his hole, it was his cock that Rick really wanted.

"Fuck me now," Rick pleaded, "put that big dick in me."

Jed laughed nervously, "Okay, I think you're ready," he added, working a finger into Rick's hole and feeling it loosen up immediately.

It was obvious the boy wasn't a virgin, and even more so when he placed his cock against his hole and easily slid in with only his precum and spit as lubricant. However, as experienced as he might be, he was still tight and hot, and felt wonderful around Jed's cock, and he knew he wasn't going to last long if he didn't pace himself.

"Your ass is so hot," Jed panted as he began to move, reaching down to grab the boy's hips and pull him closer, impaling him completely on his 7 plus inches of manhood.

Then pulling out a few inches, Jed drove back in, eliciting a loud moan from Rick as he pushed back to meet Jed's thrust, wiggling his ass and causing Jed to moan as well. This went on for about ten minutes before Jed began to feel that tingling in his balls that signaled his impending release. As much as he'd wanted to make this last a long time, his body demanded release, and he gave in.

"Ahhh...gawd," he cried out as he pushed in deep one last time, and suddenly his balls began to unload their thick sticky contents into Rick's hot tight tunnel.

"Yesss..." Rick cried out as he milked another load from his own aching cock, splattering the wall with his seed.

Jed was shaking all over, his knees in danger of collapsing as the longest, most intense orgasm of his life consumed him.

"Oh...my...God..." Jed panted out once his balls were emptied, and his cock was beginning to settle down.

"You like?" Rick teased.

"God yes, I think I love you," Jed joked.

"Yeah? Too bad I'm just a one night stand, huh?" Rick said almost sadly.

"I don't live that far," Jed offered, finally pulling out and staring down at his slowly wilting manhood.

Rick straightened up then, turned and looked into Jed's eyes. Even in the half light cast through the doorway from a street light nearby, Jed could see the need in the boy's eyes.

"I could come back sometime," Jed said, "I'm on the road a lot, but when I'm off, I could...you know? come visit and we could do stuff..."

"Like fuck?" Rick laughed, as he began getting dressed, "Eww...my butt is leaking."

"Hold on, I think there are some of those wet wipe things in the car. I'll grab some. Just let me get dressed..."

Rick slipped on his shirt while he waited for Jed to return, and when he handed him the wet wipes he cleaned up as best he could, then tossed them on the floor before slipping on his pants. He liked Jed, and he liked what they'd done, but he was a realist, and doubted he'd ever see the boy again. That was why it was such a surprise when Jed asked for his phone number.

"I don't have a cell phone, but we have a land line," Rick said frowning.

"Then give me that number," Jed said whipping out the smart phone that he'd been given when John added him to their phone plan.

Once he'd entered the number, he looked up at Rick and frowned, "What's your last name?"

"Huh, oh...Walters. Richard Walters, aka Rick," he chuckled.

"Cool, got ya put in my contacts now. What days do you work at the chicken place..." he asked even as they headed to the car.

Once they were on the main road again, Jed noted the time and frowned, "I really should be heading home. I mean, it's not like I have a curfew or anything, but this car belongs to Mrs. Cramer and she might worry..."

"It's cool. I should get home too. I told my folks I was going out with a friend, but I didn't say how long I'd be gone. Turn left up here..."

At Rick's house, Jed pulled up across the drive and put the car in park, "I really had a good time tonight," he said sincerely.

"Yeah, me too. It was fun...all of it. Glad you came along when you did," he said, not explaining more. "Well, I should go in. My old lady is probably wondering who the hell is out here."

"Yeah, well...goodnight," Jed said, feeling a little sad now.

"Yeah, goodnight," Rick said. Then leaning in suddenly, he gave Jed a peck on the cheek, opened the door, and practically jumped out of the car. The door slammed shut, and as Jed watched, the boy sprinted to the front porch. He turned before going inside, giving Jed a little wave, then he was gone. Jed sat there a moment, then put the car in gear and drove home, his mind a war zone of thoughts.

End Chapter 29

Next Chapter: Lee's arrival.

Pray for the people of Ukraine and an end to this senseless WAR.

Rob Warr

3-14-2022

Many thanks to my buddy Michael in NY for his invaluable help with editing, story ideas, and pics. But most of all: for his friendship and support.