Nifty

"Hurry dear, the bus will be here soon," Mrs. Kelly yelled to her son.

It was the Monday before Christmas and a short week since Christmas was on Thursday that  year. Monday would be a full day, Tuesday a half day, and then would begin 10 days of freedom.

Actually, Jordan didn't mind school all that much. Once he'd gotten used to the smaller classes and the kids, who he discovered were much friendlier than the kids back home, he'd fit right in. It didn't hurt that he shared half his classes with Seth, including PE, which he'd discovered was actually more fun than work.

Seth was seated at the dining room table when Jordan showed up, his backpack in his hand, and he gave him a little smile as he slipped into his seat.

"Hey," Seth said smiling back, "ready for a long week of school?"

"Yeah, I wish they were all this long," Jordan laughed, "I can't believe Christmas is only two days away."

"Yeah, it kind of slipped up on us," Seth admitted, "but hey, look at it like this: Wednesday we get presents...woo hoo."

"Yeah, I wonder what I'm getting," Jordan said, giving his mom a hopeful look.

"I'm sorry son, but with all the expenses of moving and everything..."

"That's okay mom," Jordan said quickly, "I totally understand."

"I'm teasing dear," Mrs. Kelly said after seeing his sad face, "in fact, your father went kind of overboard this year," she said without going into any detail, "he says what he got you will pay off in the end."

"Hmm...now I'm gonna be going crazy trying to figure out what it is. Is it bigger than a breadbox?"

"Much bigger," Mrs. Kelly laughed, "but that's all I'll say."

"Oh wow. Do you know what it is Seth?"

"What? Why would you ask me?" Seth said trying to act innocent, but the look on his face said he knew more than he was admitting.

"You do, don't you? Aww, man, that's no fair. I'll have to try to torture it out of you."

"I'll die before revealing the secret," Seth said theatrically, then giggled, "besides, you only have to wait two days."

"Yeah, I know," Jordan said as he finished up his oatmeal, "Come on, I need to brush my teeth."

"Okay, but no torture, okay?"

"I promise," Jordan said grinning, "does Mack know too?"

"I refuse to answer any more questions," Seth laughed.

"Okay, okay..."

Mack was already out front waiting to take them to the bus stop when they emerged from the cabin and they hurried to climb into his pickup. He quickly drove to the main road and dropped them off at the little shelter he'd built for Seth when they'd first moved there. It wasn't much, but it kept the boys dry on rainy days and blocked most of the wind on cold days. On really bad days, Mack would sit with the pickup running and the heater on high, but so far there hadn't been any of those days this school year.

In fact, though the sky was partly cloudy, the temps that day were in the upper 40s already, and the forecast called for clear skies and temps in the 50s by midday. The boys didn't have to wait long before the small bus appeared and skidded to a stop a few feet from them.

They found a seat near the back, calling out greetings to friends as they did so, then settling down for the short ride to school. They arrived early as usual, and after getting their things from their lockers, they lingered in the hall and chatted.

Tony joined them a few minutes later with another boy named Carl, who was also Native American, and joined the conversation. Jordan had fell into an easy friendship with both boys, though they'd yet to get together outside of school. They did make tentative plans to do so over the holiday, with Seth joining them of course, and Jordan was looking forward to it.

First period for the boys was English, and though not usually a favorite class of most students, their teacher, Mrs. Curtis, was young and energetic and actually made the class fun. Today she kept the lesson casual and the last half of the period she asked for volunteers to stand up and tell about their families' Holiday traditions. Though decorations were not considered politically correct in schools any longer, first amendment speech was allowed, and she felt safe in allowing this exercise.

After listening to several of the kids talk about their Holidays, Jordan finally raised his hand and was acknowledged by Mrs. Curtis.

"Yes Jordan, tell us about your family traditions."

"Well, of course things are a little different here than they were back in Chicago, but I guess we'll still do some of the same things. I mean, back in Chicago we nearly always had a white Christmas, and here...it's sunny," he laughed, "but we put up a tree, and lights, and all that stuff. In some ways it's better here, cause we got to chop down our own tree and stuff. But as for our family traditions, well...we have these special Christmas movies that we watch every year, like Christmas Vacation and Scrooge, and Home Alone," he added, getting nods from some of the kids, "and we always bake cookies and decorate them...oh, and on Christmas Eve we always get to open one gift. And of course on Christmas Day we get up early and open presents and we always have oatmeal and cookies for breakfast. We usually have dinner about one o'clock, and this year we're gonna have my friend Seth and his Dad join us. I guess that's about all, but I'm looking forward to maybe starting some new traditions here in Oklahoma."

Everyone applauded  politely, but before anyone else could volunteer, the bell rang dismissing class and the kids jumped up and headed toward the door, uttering Merry Christmas to Mrs. Curtis on the way.

"We do that too, opening one gift on Christmas Eve," Seth said as they headed to their second period classes. This was one of the periods they didn't share, Jordan going off to Math, and Seth to American History.

"Cool, I have one from me I want you to open that night. Hey, who's staying where that night?"

"I don't know, doesn't matter, we can alternate. Maybe we can draw for it."

"Yeah, we'll figure it out later. Hey, see you third period," Jordan said, heading off toward the other end of the building.

"Yeah, later gator," Seth said turning to go in the other direction.

At lunchtime they met in the cafeteria, and as usual sat with Tony and Carl and a couple of other guys that Seth knew. Jordan was slowly starting to figure out who was who, and which guys were worthwhile, but so far most of the kids seemed pretty cool.

The food was actually pretty good for school food, and that day they had chicken nuggets, tater tots, and green beans. Dessert was a cupcake with red and green sprinkles, as Christmasy as they dared get.

"Three more hours," Seth said, "squeezing a packet of ketchup onto his tater tots.

"Yeah, my family is going to my grandparents in Muskogee for the Holidays. They're letting me skip school tomorrow so we can go early," Tony said.

"Cool, do you have a big family?" Jordan wondered.

"Yeah, three younger brothers and lots of cousins," there are always a bunch of kids there. We have so much fun. We stay up late, and if the weather is good we camp out in the back yard."

"Wow, that sounds fun," Jordan said, "I know it's crazy, since I live at a campground now, but I've never slept in a tent before."

"Wow, we'll fix that when it gets warmer," Seth assured him, "I have this really cool tent and I know all the best campsites."

"Cool, I can't wait. Hey, maybe you guys can come camp with us," Jordan said to Tony and Carl.

"Yeah, my dad goes there a lot to fish, I'm sure he'd let me stay over."

"Me too," Carl added, "I mean, I'm sure my folks would let me."

"Cool, we can have a blast," Seth said happily, "we could probably get my dad to rent a boat and take us out on the lake."

"Wait, out on the lake?" Jordan said worriedly. Although he could swim quite well, the thought of being in the middle of a large body of water was a little frightening.

"Yeah, don't worry...we'd have life jackets on. You can swim can't you?" Seth asked.

"Yeah, sure...just never swam in a lake before."

"No way, well, we'll fix that as soon as it gets warm. You'll love it."

After lunch was PE, and Seth joked that it gave him a chance to work off his lunch. It did make overeating uncomfortable, so both boys were careful to keep their lunch intake at a reasonable level.

In the locker room, the boys stood side by side changing into their bright yellow gym shorts and plain white tees. They tried to be discreet as they checked each other out, but they just couldn't help looking despite the fact that they'd seen each other naked a number of times. Fortunately, Tony and Carl had PE different periods, and the other boys seemed oblivious to the sexual tension between the two.

Coach Steward was a balding stocky man who also coached the football team, little league in the spring, and was an avid sports fan. He was good with the kids, easy going, and genuinely a nice guy, and all the students as well as his players thought well of him.

His goal in PE class was to make exercise fun, and so far Jordan was enjoying the class. Today they were working on tumbling, and though some of the boys weren't very good at it, Seth seemed to be a natural. Jordan was eager to learn and Seth proved to be a good teacher, patiently instructing him on how to land and such.

All PE classes except sixth period were required to take showers after working out, and once he got used to being around a dozen or more naked boys, Jordan had adjusted to the daily routine. He'd found it interesting at the variety of sexual development among the boys, some with a sprinkling of hair and larger organs, but most were still hairless with little boy dicks. Of course Seth, being almost a year older, was more developed than most of the boys, but Jordan was no slouch in that area. He had a nice growth of pubes coming in and his dick was almost the same size as Seth's. Seth's balls were a little bigger, which accounted for the fact that he could produce more spunk, but Jordan figured he'd catch up soon.

There was one boy that stood out however from all the rest, and his name was Curtis. He was only twelve, but already had a full bush of pubes and his dick was big, even soft. Hard, Jordan figured he must be at least 6 inches, and as large as his balls were, he decided he must shoot a lot too.

"I can't believe how big Curtis is," Jordan said on the bus ride back home that day.

"Yeah, if I didn't know he was only 12, I'd swear he was older. I guess he's just an early bloomer or something. I would love to see him hard and measure that thing," Seth chuckled.

"We could invite him over," Jordan teased, "and maybe he'd pop a boner for us."

"Hey, that's not a totally crazy idea. Maybe this spring when it gets warmer we could invite him to camp out with us. We'd be stripped down to our underwear, and if he got hard we could get a pretty good look at it."

"Or maybe we could play strip poker or something," Jordan suggested.

"Good idea," Seth said brightly, "for that matter, I'd like to see what Tony and Carl are packing too."

"Hey, I thought I was the only boy you liked that way," Jordan groused.

"I just wanna look. Anyway, you started it. You're the one checking out all the boys in the showers."

"I'm kidding, but no kissing...that's just for us," Jordan insisted. They were far enough away from the nearest kid to keep their conversation private, but they were still speaking in low tones just in case.

Mack was waiting for them at the bus stop, and the ride back to the campground was a noisy one as they filled each other in on their days. Four more campers had left this morning and Mack had been busy cleaning up the sites they'd vacated.

Despite it being Christmas, there were still a number of campers there, including two older couples who camped there most of the year. In the summer they drove cross country in their RV and saw the sites, but come winter they parked at the campground. Because they were good tenants and repeat visitors, they were given a special yearly rate, and their site was always ready for them when they returned in the fall.

The boys split up at the cabin, and Jordan waved goodbye to the two and headed home. After a snack, he did his homework and called Seth. It had only been an hour and a half since they'd seen each other, but he had to admit he missed his buddy and just needed to hear his voice.

They talked for almost an hour, and during that time they decided that Jordan would sleep over at Seth's Christmas Eve, and Seth would sleep over at Jordan's on Christmas night. Since he and Mack were coming for Christmas dinner that day, it made sense to both boys, and they were sure their folks would agree as well.

"Do you think they'll let us alternate nights and sleep over every night?"

"Won't that seem weird?" Jordan said. Although he'd like nothing better, he worried they were being too obvious concerning their growing affection for one another.

"I know dad won't care, but you know your folks better than I do. What do you think. How about if we shoot for every other day then? We could skip Thursday, then you could sleep over Friday, skip Saturday, and I sleep over Sunday?"

"Let's play it by ear, okay?" Jordan suggested, "I hope you won't be upset, but I promised Lee I'd face time with him Christmas day."

"Why would I be upset. He's your friend too. I understand," Seth said pretending to cry, "You love him best...boo hoo."

"Ha, nut case...I love you best, but I can't just forget that we were friends."

"I know, I'm kidding goofball. And he's coming this summer, right? I can't wait to meet him if he's really as cool as you say."

"He is, and you two will get along just fine, I just know it."

"Great, ugh...I gotta go, dad is yelling at me to come to dinner. It's chili and cornbread."

"Sounds good, I think mom is making a chicken casserole or something. I'll text you goodnight later, okay?"

"Yeah, that's cool. Bye for now...oh, and..." he lowered his voice a little then added, "I love you."

"I love you too," Jordan said, and he really, and truly meant it.

Both boys had a warm feeling as they ended the call, and Jordan just sat there for a moment letting those feeling soothe any misgivings he had about how his life had changed. Sure, he'd resisted the move, downright hated the thought of pulling up roots and moving on, leaving his friends and old life behind, but when he'd met Seth all that had changed. Now, he was happier than he'd ever believed he could be. He'd come to like the small town life, even liked his new school with it's smaller classes, and the cabin was beginning to feel like home. He actually liked working along side Mack and Seth, but of course the biggest reason his new life was so appealing was a brown haired boy named Seth Abrams.

Nothing had prepared him for the feelings he was experiencing, but one look at the object of his affection told him all was right with the world. He smiled when he thought about the naughty fun they'd had, but it wasn't just about the sex. He just enjoyed spending time with Seth, whether it was working side by side, or just watching a movie, eating, or playing video games. He wondered if that was like it was for his mom and dad. They'd always been a happy couple, and he could never remember a single time they'd quarreled or been cross with one another. He wasn't sure he and Seth could be that compatible, but he figured even if they did have a disagreement, they could work things out in the end. He was still thinking about Seth when his dad knocked on the open door and informed him dinner was ready.

Later after dinner, showering, and spending a little time with his folks, Jordan headed to bed. As promised, he texted Seth goodnight, though they didn't chat long. He was tired and anxious for tomorrow to come and go, and his last thoughts before falling asleep were about the mystery gift his father had bought him.

Tuesday was a half day and all the teachers seemed to be as ready for the Holiday break as the kids were. None of them really did any teaching that day, since the classes were shortened, and the morning passed quickly for the boys.

Despite it being a short day, lunch was still served for those who were dependent on it, but Jordan and Seth weren't really interested in cafeteria food that day. They'd arranged for Mack to pick them up at noon so they wouldn't have to wait for the bus and he was right on time.

"Hope you boys don't mind, but I need to run by the grocery store and grab a few things, then the hardware store to pick up some screws."

"Screws?" Seth giggled, "is that code for something?"

"No Mr. Dirty Mind, I need some decking screws to fix a couple of loose boards in the boathouse."

"Can we get a pizza to take home?" Jordan asked, smiling at the two, "I have money."

"Sure, it's on the way. We can call it in from the grocery store, but first stop is the hardware store."

The hardware store was on main street, and looked like it had been there since statehood. The windows were filled with all sorts of tools, and inside the small store was packed so tight there was barely room to walk side by side. Mack located the screws easily, being familiar with the store after many trips, and added a roll of duct tape to his purchase.

At the register, and old man who looked older than the store itself, rang up the items on a machine that looked like it dated back to the wild west. He was a personable old man who gave Jordan a friendly smile and Mack introduced him.

"Ah, yeah I met your daddy the other day," the old man said, "Jonas is my name, glad to meet you son."

"Uh, you too sir," Jordan said shyly, "ugh, my dad was in here?"

"Yep, sure was. Bought some paint and brushes," he chuckled, "maybe it's a surprise for you. Maybe you'll be doin' some paintin' during your break."

"Oh, yeah...I remember seeing them in the storage room. I think he's gonna paint the office walls."

They said their goodbyes and outside Mack filled the boys in on the history of the hardware store and the old man. The original owner had been Jonas grandpa, and the store had been passed down from father to son for three generations now. Mack said it probably didn't do all that much business, but it was the only  hardware store within 20 miles, and locals as well as folks passing through kept the store open.

Unfortunately the old man's children had gone off to college and never returned, and Mack guessed that unless the old man sold the store to someone else before he died, his death might be the end of an era.

Jordan followed the story with interest and was deeply touched by it. He wasn't sure he could ever be that devoted to a legacy like that, but he respected the old man for it. He was only 12, and had his whole life ahead of him, but  he couldn't help but wonder where he'd wind up when he graduated from High School. His folks planned for him to go to college, but it was too early to choose a school, especially since he didn't know where he'd be in six years.

When they were living in Chicago, he'd of course thought he'd be going to a school in Illinois, but the move had put an end to that thinking. And what about Seth? He wondered with distress. Would the two still be together then, or was this just a silly school boy infatuation that would end long before that? And for that matter, would he and his folks remain here, or would they pick up and move on to the next adventure?

"Why you so quiet," Seth asked elbowing Jordan.

"Just thinking," Jordan said giving his friend a lopsided grin.

"Yay, call the press...Jordy is thinking. Dangerous stuff here folks," Seth joked.

"Ha ha, very funny," Jordan said, "hey Mack, mom says dad bought me something kinda big for Christmas. You know anything about that?"

Mack laughed, "I might, but I can keep a secret. Hey, you only have to wait about 18 hours, I think you'll make it."

"Yeah, I just can't...figure out what it could be."

"It's super cool," Seth said grinning, "and we are gonna have so much fun with it. That's all I'll tell you."

"Ugh," Jordan groaned, "you're killing me."

They grabbed a cart at the grocery store and while accompanying Mack down the aisles, Jordan called in the pizza. He had the number in his contacts from the last time he'd ordered, and after placing the order he hurried to catch up with the two.

They picked up the pizza on their way home and Jordan put the two pies on the back seat because they were too hot to hold on his lap. The cab of the truck was filled with the smell of pepperoni and sausage and onions, and all three found their mouths watering all the way home.

At the campsite, Jordan insisted both of them come home with him and share the pizza.

"I bought two so there'd be enough for all of us."

"Well, if you insist," Mack said easily, "I need to talk to your dad anyway."

"Oh, is it about my gift?" Jordan asked with interest.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Mack laughed.

Mrs. Kelly had been contemplating making sandwiches for lunch when the three arrived, and when she saw the huge pizzas Jordan was carrying she sighed with relief.

"Bless you boys, I was just dreading fixing lunch and you show up with pizza. Jordan honey, go get your dad."

"I'll get him," Mack volunteered, "I need to talk to him anyway."

"It's about my gift, I just know it," Jordan said to Seth."

"Could be," Seth said grinning.

"Dog," Jordan said, "it's not fair that you know and I don't."

"It wouldn't be much of a surprise if you already knew what it was," Mrs. Kelly reminded him as she dug drinks out of the fridge.

"Yeah, I guess. Ugh, Christmas can't come soon enough for me."

After lunch, Mr. Kelly and Mack announced they needed to go into town, and Mr. Kelly left the three to watch the office. Not that it was all that busy, but even this time of year there was the occasional phone call or walk-in.

"Jordy and Seth, you want to hang out in the office? If you need me, just come get me," Mrs. Kelly asked, hoping to keep Jordan occupied while Mack and her husband took care of business.

"Sure mom. I just hope we don't get overrun with people," Jordan teased.

"I'm sure you two can handle it," she said shaking her head.

Both boys found a chair and sat down, hoping they wouldn't be too bored while Mr. Kelly was away.

Suddenly the bell over the door tinkled as it opened, and both boys bounded from their chairs to peer over the counter.

"Hello boys," the man said as he entered.

"Hello Mr. Phillips," Seth said, recognizing the man as one of the campers who lived there with his wife during the winter months.

"Are you boys running the place today?" he chuckled.

"Yup, my dad and Mack had to go...do something," Jordan said, "I'm Jordan...by the way."

"I've seen you around, but it's nice to finally meet you son. I won't take up much of your time, but when Mack gets back would you have him come by and check the breaker box. One of the breakers keeps tripping every time I start the heater."

"Yes sir, I sure will. Probably just needs to be replaced. Me and Jordy could probably do that. I know where dad keeps the spares."

"Well, if you're sure. Is it safe? I don't want you boys getting electrocuted on my account."

"Nah, it's perfectly safe. You just pull the old one out and shove the new one in. Let's go tell your mom and we can stop by the cabin and grab a spare."

"Sure, sounds better than sitting around here."

At first Mrs. Kelly was skeptical concerning Seth's ability to do something that sounded so involved, but after hearing him explain that he'd done it several times with Mack along, she agreed to let them go.

"If you get fried, I'm packing up and moving back to Chicago," she kidded, "before your dad gets back."

"It'll be fine Mrs. Kelly. It's just part of the job. My dad has taught me how to do pretty much everything that needs to be done around here."

After a quick stop at Seth's cabin to grab two new breakers, Mr. Phillips led the way to his RV pad and pointed out the breaker in question. To be safe, Seth suggested they change both breakers while they were at it, and Mr. Phillips watched with interest as Seth deftly pulled the old ones out and replaced them with new ones.

After flipping the breakers to the on position, Seth had Mr. Phillips go inside and switch on the heater, and a few minutes later he returned and gave them the thumbs up.

"Works like a charm men," he said smiling, "here, take this and buy yourself some snacks or something," he said handing Seth a ten dollar bill.

"Oh sir, you don't have to tip us..." Seth said.

"Come on, it's Christmas, think of it as a gift then."

"Well, okay," Seth said, "we'll split it. Thank you sir."

"Merry Christmas boys, and thanks for taking care of this. We can sleep a little warmer tonight," he chuckled.

"Merry Christmas," Seth said as they waved goodbye and headed back to the office.

"Wait here," Jordan said outside the office, "I'm gonna play a trick on my mom," then pushing open the door, he went inside trying to look as if he were in shock, "mom, how fast can you pack?'

"What? What are you talking about? Where's Seth?"

"He...he's...zittttt," he said making an electrical sound, "he got zapped. It was awful, he looked just like a burnt match, like in the cartoons."

"Oh stop it. Where is Seth? I'm not falling for this little mister. If Seth had really got zapped, you'd be bawling your head off," she scoffed.

"Okay, you got me," he said grinning, "but that look on your face was epic," he said opening the door and motioning Seth to come in, "the jig is up, come on in."

"Hello Mrs. Kelly," Seth said stepping inside, "what's this goof been telling you."

"Well, you don't look like a burnt match," she chuckled, "I assume everything went well."

"Yep, all fixed. Now Mr. and Mrs. Phillips can have a warm Christmas."

"Good job boys, I'll let you two take over then, I still have some baking to do for tomorrow. Holler if you need me."

"Yes ma'am," Jordan said saluting, "When do we get to decorate the cookies?"

"As soon as your father gets back, I have them all ready to go."

"Cool, oh man...you are gonna love mom's cookies. They are so good," he said mostly for Seth's sake.

"Yeah, cool. I love cookies. Can't wait."

It took the boys over an hour to decorate the cookies, all the while laughing and talking, and of course occasionally sampling their work.

"Don't eat too many of those cookies," Mrs. Kelly warned, "you'll spoil your dinner."

"Ha, Seth could eat all of these and still eat two platefuls of dinner," Jordan laughed.

"Well, what I was really thinking about was all that sugar. I don't want you boys getting all hyper."

"We're always hyper," Seth laughed, "it's just how boys are."

"Listen to your mother," Mr. Kelly warned as he bit the head off a snowman cookie, or you might wind up like this snowman," he said showing a mouthful of cookie.

The boys laughed and continued decorating the cookies, eventually tiring of it and simply smearing the last few with frosting and not doing any detail work. Even those cookies would taste good, the boys reasoned, and the others were more for show than eating anyway.

"So what did you and Ma...uh Seth's dad do in town," Jordan asked as he washed icing off his hands.

"Actually we drove to Pryor. Had to pick something up there," he said mysteriously.

"Uh, would this something be my Christmas gift?" Jordan said grinning.

"Why would you think that?" Mr. Kelly laughed, "the world doesn't revolve around you, you know?"

"Hmm...you sure? Cause I pretty much thought it did," Jordan laughed, "at least that's how it seems to me."

"Oh boy," Seth said rolling his eyes, "man, you got it all wrong, the world doesn't revolve around you, it revolves around me," he finished grinning, and everyone laughed.

Later that night, after a quiet dinner with Mack, and after showering, the boys lay in Seth's bed and talked quietly. Mack had long since gone to bed, saying he had to be up early the next day to run into town, though he wouldn't say what for. Jordan couldn't help but wonder if the trip to Pryor and the trip tomorrow had something to do with his gift, but everyone was being tight lipped about the matter.

Of course Seth knew exactly what was going on, and as bad as he wanted to tell his best friend everything, he really wanted to see the surprise on his face when he saw his gift. His smug smile when Jordan questioned him about the matter, caused Jordan to jump him and wrestle him to the floor in an attempt to pin him.

However, Seth was stronger and more agile, and reversed the move quickly. As he sat astride Jordan pinning his arms above his head, he stared down at his best friend grinning evilly, "Don't you know by now, that I am superior," he laughed.

"Let me up dick weed," Jordan said automatically, yet offering only a minimal struggle to get free.

"Not till you kiss me and suck my dick," Seth laughed.

"I'd do that anyway," Jordan laughed, "you don't have to force me."

"I know, but it's fun having control over you," Seth admitted, "Me Tarzan, you Jane," he uttered, then pounding his chest like the ape man, he attempted a Tarzan yell, which fell flat.

"You sound more like Cheetah," Jordan laughed, "monkey boy."

"Wanna see my red butt," Seth teased.

"Sure, anything, just get off me. Ooff, you're getting fat."

"Just between the legs," Seth smirked.

"Lemme see," Jordan said in a lusty voice.

"Okay," Seth said rolling off and onto his back, "but you gotta show me too. Let's take off our shorts and tees."

"Okay," Jordan said in a shaky voice. Things were really moving fast tonight, but he guessed that was only natural since they had moved to the next level with oral sex.

What next? Jordan wondered, will we be doing the big thing, and going all the way by New Year's Day? The thought troubled him some though, and he wasn't sure if he was ready for that, or in fact if he ever would be.

"Nice," Seth said once they were naked and admiring each other's boyhood, "wanna...do what we did last time, or just jack?'

"First we kiss," Jordan insisted. As nice as the sex was, and as wonderful as the orgasms were, what he really needed at the moment was closeness and intimacy, and a kiss was the perfect way to start.

The two rolled onto their sides and hugged as they pressed their lips together, and as the kiss progressed they found their bodies molding into one another. As their hard boy spikes pressed together, they moaned with pleasure, and the kiss became even more passionate. There was no further discussion of what to do as their bodies responded automatically to one another and they pressed together, desperate for relief.

It didn't take long for the heat to build, and as their kiss continued suddenly they cried out into each other's mouth and began to come. Neither were big shooters, but their aching balls seemed to have outdone themselves this time and supplied an extra large load. Perhaps it was because of the built-up excitement, the kissing, or the body contact, but for whatever reason, they were now a total mess.

"Ugh, we're all sticky," Jordan said pulling away a bit, "Oh my God, we came a lot."

"Yeah, it was awesome though," Seth sighed, "I didn't expect that. Who knew kissing could lead to that?"

"I couldn't help it, it just...it just happened."

"I know, I'm not complaining. It felt really good, but we should clean up some. Don't want to get any on the sheets if we can help it."

"Yeah, don't want Mack to know," Jordan said, wiping up the sticky mess with an old towel Seth provided.

"Oh, I'm pretty sure he wouldn't freak, but he might tease us about it, besides, I do my own laundry anyway."

"Oh, cool...I don't, so we better be extra careful at my house."

"Yeah, we'll have to swallow all the evidence," Seth joked, but the words and the visions they inspired, caused a stirring in both boys' loins.

"I need to go pee," Jordan announced then, "I don't know why, but when I come I usually have to go pee."

"I could stand to go too, come on numb nuts, let's go."

"Okay, okay...let me get my shorts back on..."

"Aww, come on...no need to dress up," Seth giggled, "dad will be fast asleep by now."

"But...naked? You're crazy, but okay...I guess it will be okay this late."

They crept down the ladder and into the bathroom undetected, but after peeing and washing up, just as they were about to go back to the loft, they heard a noise in the hallway.

"Oh shit, dad must've got up to pee or something," Seth said in a whisper, "Or there's a bear in the house," he teased, "just act casual and follow me."

"You crazy? He'll see us..." Jordan whispered in a panicky voice.

"So, it's not like he hasn't see my dick a hundred times. So now he can get a look at yours too," he chuckled.

"Shh...keep it down," Jordan warned, but it was too late, suddenly Mack was at the door and turning the knob.

In their haste to use the bathroom, neither had thought to lock the door and now Mack was pushing the door open.

"Oh hi dad," Seth said casually as the sleepy-eyed man came through the door.

He took one look at the boys, muttered "sorry", and walked over to the toilet and started letting loose a torrent of piss. Seth was laughing as he grabbed Jordan's arm and led the stunned tween out the door.

"I think dad was sleep-peeing," Seth said once they were in the loft, I doubt he'll remember a thing tomorrow, and even if he does, he won't mention it."

"I hope not," Jordan said yawning, "but I'm not gonna worry about it right now. I am sooo tired."

"Yeah, me too," Seth said echoing his yawn, "getting off always makes me sleepy," he added chuckling.

"Yeah, totally," Jordan said yawning again.

Then, like two pups in a litter, the boys snuggled up together and soon they were fast asleep.

Blueberry waffles and bacon got the boys going the next morning, and after taking care of their bathroom business, the boys got dressed and rejoined Mack below. Nothing was said about the midnight encounter in the bathroom, and as far as the three were concerned that was just fine.

"Not much to do today boys, check the bathrooms and the trash and we should be good. There's plenty of wood laying around for anyone who wants a fire. There's only a half dozen campers anyway, including the two RV's that are here most of the winter.

"I wonder about those folks," Jordan said, "don't they have family to spend Christmas with?"

"Good question," Mack said, "I've often wondered that myself, but seeing as how Seth and I have spent the last couple years alone here, well I can sympathize."

"Yeah, well...this year you won't be alone," Jordan said giving the two a warm smile, "you have us now, and you're like family."

"Thank you Jordan. That means a lot," Mack said sounding very emotional.

"Yeah, bro," Seth said slipping an arm around Jordan, "we're close as two peas in a pod now."

"That's a weird saying, but I guess it's true Pea Boy," Jordan laughed.

"We can do a POD cast from the pod, get it..." Seth joked.

Both Mack and Jordan moaned at Seth's attempt at humor, then Jordan cuffed him playfully before dragging him off toward the bathrooms.

"Let's get our work done fast and we can have the rest of the day to just hang out and have some fun."

"Okay, okay...don't pull my arm off," Seth joked, then once they were inside the men's bathroom he added, "I got something else you can pull on," he giggled.

"I'm sure you won't want it pulled off either," Jordan said rolling his eyes.

"Depends what you mean by "off"," Seth laughed, "if it's "get off", that's okay."

"Are you always horny?" Jordan laughed.

"Only when I'm around you, lover boy," Seth said puckering up and grabbing Jordan's face in his hands. He was just about to plant a wet kiss on his lips when a noise from outside alerted him that someone was approaching.

Seth released Jordan and sort of jumped back just as a boy about their age or a little older came in the door.

"Oh, hi," the boy said blushing.

"Hi, are you camping here?" Seth said with surprise. He thought he'd seen all the campers and sure didn't remember this one.

"We just got here last night. My dad is down talking to the guy at the office right now."

"Oh, cool...well, I'm Seth, and this ugly kid is Jordan."

"My friends call me Jordy," Jordan said bumping fists with the new boy as he looked him over.

He was blond, with a well defined boy, bluish grey eyes, full pouty lips and a cute nose with just a spattering of freckles that only added to his beauty. He was boy band cute, but seemed to be unaware of his beauty, or at least not consumed with his own good looks.

"Jerry, I'm Jerry Mathis," the boy said bumping fists with the two.

"Where are you guys camping? I mean, which pad...did you notice the number?" Seth asked.

"Oh yeah...13, dad made a joke about it being unlucky."

"Ah, 13, one of the pads with power," Seth said more to Jordan than to the new boy.

"Yeah, we're uh...just passing through, and someone in town suggested this place. We'll stay through Christmas, then hit the road again."

"Well, that's cool...I guess," Jordan said, then having a great idea he added, "maybe you can hang out with me and Seth if you get bored. My folks run the place, and Seth and his dad work here, so we live here all the time."

"Oh, yeah? Really, you live here? That's so cool. I like the woods and stuff."

"Well, we got plenty of those. Too bad it's not warmer, we could swim in the lake," Seth laughed.

"Yeah," Jerry sighed, "by the time it's warm enough for that, we'll be in California."

"Oh, is that where you're headed?"

"Yeah, my dad got laid off, and he decided to just pick up and move. We sold most of our stuff, packed up the camper, and hit the road."

"What about your mom, what does she think about all this?" Jordan asked innocently, but when he saw the sadness descend over Jerry's face he knew he'd pulled a boner.

"She uh, died when I was 10. Cancer...she had cancer. It's just my dad and me now."

"Aww...sorry dude. I lost my mom too," Seth said, instinctively touching the boy on the arm, "it gets easier, but the pain never goes away. Trust me, I know."

"Yeah, she was great," Jerry said smiling sadly, "but so is my dad. We make a good team."

"Sounds like me and my dad," Seth said grinning.

"Yeah, Mack...uh, Seth's dad is a great guy. You'll like him," Jordan added, "and I bet your dad would too."

"Well, I uh...just came in to use the bathroom," Jerry said blushing, "I'll see you guys around, okay?"

"Sure, we were just going to clean the ladies' bathroom, so this one is all yours," Jordan said quickly, realizing the boy might want some privacy. They could do the ladies' side first, then come back, and hopefully Jerry would be through by then.

"Yeah, it's all yours Jer, mention my name and you'll get a good seat," Seth joked.

Jordan groaned, "Millions of out of work comedians and I got this one," he muttered, rolling his eyes to the Heavens as he steered Seth out the door.

Once outside, Seth shook Jordan loose and laughed, "Why the big hurry? Afraid the new guy is gonna stink up the place?"

"I just thought he might want some privacy, that's all. We can go back and do the men's room when he's done."

"Yeah, I got it. Sir, yes sir!" Seth said saluting, then going to the door of the ladies' room he shouted inside, "Anyone in here, cleaning crew here!"

When no one replied, the two went inside and discovered, much to their delight, that the place was still spotlessly clean from the previous cleaning.

"Well, now what do we do?" Seth said, "anyway, it's a good thing we didn't need to clean in here, brainiac, cause all the cleaning stuff is in the closet in the men's room," he added laughing.

"Oh, yeah..." Jordan giggled nervously, "well, we can just hang out for a few I guess."

They checked the toilet paper in the stalls, found it was still full, then walked outside just as Jerry was coming out of the men's room. He'd only needed to pee, but he was a little bladder shy around other boys, especially since he'd reached puberty and started to notice them in a special way.

"Everything come out okay?" Seth joked, causing more moans from Jordan.

"Where do you come up with this stuff?"

"My dad, he's the king of one liners."

"I just had to pee," Jerry said, then blushed, "I coulda used the toilet in the camper, but dad hasn't emptied it yet."

"We  have a place for that," Seth said getting serious now, "at the far end of the camp, to keep the smell down," he added laughing.

"Yeah, my dad said he was going to check into that at the office. I'm just gonna go down there and see if everything is set," Jerry said blushing once again. He found both the boys very cute and was having some disturbing thoughts about them, thoughts that might land him in trouble if he didn't put some distance between himself and them.

"Sure, it's right up the road Jerry, we'll see ya later buddy," Jordan said pointing, "me and my family live in the cabin attached to the office, so if you need anything just holler."

"Yeah, just holler," Seth laughed, "we can probably hear ya clear down here."

"Come on clown, we need to finish up our work," Jordan said grabbing Seth by the ear.

"Ow...ow...ow, friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears...owww."

Jerry laughed at the two's antics and watched them till they disappeared inside the bathroom. He stood for a moment, wondering about the two. They seemed awfully close, but then he had no idea how long they'd known each other, or for that matter anything about them. All he knew was that they were cute and had the kind of bodies that made him get hard in a certain place between his legs.

He tried to clear his mind as he headed toward the office, but he could still picture the last image of them, their perky rears as they disappeared into the bathroom.

"Nice kid," Seth said as he used his key to unlock the supply room door. The place wasn't all that dirty, but they gave it a once over anyway, as well as stocking the toilet paper and towels so they wouldn't have to worry about it tomorrow.

"Yeah, sucks about his mom, and about his dad losing his job. Hey, what do you think my folks and your dad would say about inviting them to Christmas dinner?"

"I know my dad wouldn't care. I mean after all, we're just guests anyway."

"Hmm...I mean we don't really know them or anything, but no one should be alone on Christmas day."

"Yeah, well...let's finish up here and we can figure that out, but don't you think we should at least meet Jerry's dad first. He might be an ogre or something," Seth added laughing.

"An ogre? You been reading too many fairy tales," Jordan laughed.

"Yeah, well...not everyone is as nice as our folks," Seth said, "we've had some bad people camp here before."

"Yeah, I guess you're right, we'll play it by ear."

"Ow, not my ear," Seth laughed, and Jordan just smiled, "I think next thing I pull on is gonna be a lot lower on your body."

"Don't threaten me with a good time," Seth fired back, and both boys cracked up laughing.

In the office, Mark Mathis was chatting with Mr.Kelly and Mack, when the door opened and his son Jerry stepped inside.

"Oh, here's my boy now," Mark said smiling widely. He was proud of his son, and like Mack and Seth, the two had become even closer after the death of his wife.

"Hi," Jerry said blushing.

"Jerry, this is Mr. Kelly, and Mr. Abrams, they run this place and they've been telling me all about it. We can empty the crapper after all," he laughed.

"Yeah, I umm...ran into these two boys, Seth and Jordan, and they told me the same thing."

"That's our boys," Mack said smiling, "you won't find one without the other, except maybe when they go to the crapper."

"Maybe not even then," Mr. Kelly laughed, "I'm glad the two are close though, Jordan was having a hard time with the move till he met Seth."

"Oh, where are you from?" Mark asked curiously.

"Chicago," Mr. Kelly chuckled, "quite a change for us, but I was born in a small town in Illinois and I sort of like the quiet life. My wife likes it too. She was actually raised on a farm."

"Well, Jerry and I are from Topeka, I worked for the same manufacturing plant for 15 years, then got laid off a few months ago. I have some family in California and they encouraged us to move out there, so as the ballad of Jed Clampet goes, we packed up the truck and moved to Californy," he laughed.

Jerry knew his dad was referring to that old TV series, The Beverly Hillbillies, but that was only because his dad owned the entire collection on DVD and they'd watched many episodes together. For an old show, Jerry thought it was pretty funny, but the best part was just doing something with his dad.

"So how old are you Jerry?" Mr. Kelly asked then, "you look to be about the same age as our boys."

"12 sir," Jerry said blushing. He wasn't used to talking to adults, except his dad, and he had a hard time knowing what to say in most cases.

Mr. Kelly just smiled and looked the boy over. He was certainly a good looking boy, but he seemed a bit shy and unsure of himself. Maybe part of it was the loss of his mother, but Mr. Kelly couldn't help but think this wasn't something new. "My boy Jordy is 12, Seth's a little older, not much. You boys should get along fine."

"Yes sir, they seem nice," Jerry said, still not able to meet Mr. Kelly's gaze.

"Well, men, it was nice meeting you, but me and Jerry need to go empty the toilet, then get set up. We'll just be staying a couple days, just wanted to avoid as much of the Holiday traffic as possible."

"Well, you're welcome to stay as long as you like," Mr. Kelly said warmly. Like father, like son, Mr. Kelly was thinking pretty much along the same lines as Jordan had been concerning Christmas dinner. Of course he would need to run it past his wife, but what would two more people be in the scheme of things?

"I'll come check on you guys later," Mack promised, "so if you need anything, just remind me when I come around."

"I'm sure we'll be fine, but thanks...uh, Mack. Come on Jer, let's get this done and get set up so we can cook some grub. I'm starved."

"Nice meeting you guys," Mr. Kelly said as they left, then turning to Mack he said, "Nice pair, remind me of you and Seth, except that boy is awfully shy."

"Yeah, well if he hangs around our boys long enough he'll get over it," Mack laughed, "Mark and I have a lot in common though. Too bad he's just passing through.," Mack said, not daring to voice his true feelings, that he found Mark sexually attractive.

Bi, by nature, he'd been with both men and women, but when he met the love of his life, it had been a woman. He'd loved her with all his heart and had never strayed, but he still felt a stirring inside sometimes when he saw an attractive male. And now this stranger had come along and stirred up those old feelings once again. But there was more, unless it was just his crazy imagination, or wishful thinking, Mack believed Mark seemed to be giving off some of the same vibes. Single dad, raising a boy all alone, he knew all about that, and how lonely and frustrating it could be sometimes. Dating was hard when you had a kid to raise, and casual sex seemed inappropriate with an impressionable boy around. But a little man on man sex, as long as he was discreet, surely Seth wouldn't catch on. But that was crazy, he decided, nothing is going to happen, and anyway Mark will be gone in a day or two.

"You okay bud?" Mr. Kelly asked after noticing Mark's far away look.

"What? Oh yeah, just gathering my wool as my grandma used to say. I'm gonna go check out the rest of the camp. Call me when you're ready to go get the "you know what" from my friend Tim."

"Will do, I don't want to bring it too early, but definitely before dark. Are you sure you can get it here in the morning without my help?"

"Sure, it's not all that heavy and pretty much level all the way here. I can't wait to see the look on Jordy's face when he sees it," Mack chuckled.

"Yes, I hope he doesn't go crazy though. I want him to take that safety course as soon as possible."'

"I get that, but there will be no keeping him off it once he's seen it," Mack chuckled.

"Yes, I know. I'll just have to make it clear that any recklessness will result in his being banned till he takes the course."

"He's a level headed kid, he'll be fine. It's my rug rat I'm worried about," Mack laughed, "he doesn't fear death, or at least he acts like it."

"Well, maybe we should read both of them the riot act before we turn them loose on it."

"Oh, you can bet Seth is gonna hear from me, but seriously, I think they'll be just fine."

"If not, my wife will kill me," Mr. Kelly laughed, "I'll call you later and we'll go get the death machine."

Mack was laughing as he exited the cabin and nearly ran into the two boys who had finally finished all their chores.

"Whoa, done already?"

"Yes sir," Jordan said automatically.

"Sir?" Mack laughed, "I guess you guys met the new campers already."

"Yeah, well...Jerry anyway. We haven't met his dad," Seth said, "we were hoping he'd still be at the office, but we saw him and Jerry headed back to their camper a little while ago."

"Well, his dad seems like a good guy. Jerry seems a little shy though."

"Yeah, we noticed," Seth said, "suppose it has to do with his mom dying?"

"Maybe, but I have a feeling it's just his personality. Not everyone is full of vinegar and piss like you son," Mack laughed.

"Is that why my dick burns when I pee?" Seth laughed, "cause of the vinegar?"

"What? You better be kidding, cause usually the reason for that is an STD, and I know you're still a virgin," Mack laughed.

"Who says I'm a virgin?" Seth said puffing out his chest, "you don't know everything."

Jordan was blushing and fidgeting nervously, embarrassed by this father son banter about sex, and eager to change the subject. Did Mack suspect that he and Seth had messed around, or was he just fishing?

"Well, keep it wrapped up," Mack joked, "and that burning will go away."

"Hey Seth, wanna come to my house and play some Wii," Jordan interjected, trying to pull them out of this awkward situation.

"Sure, that okay daddyo?"

"Sure, I'll holler at ya if I need you. Have fun guys," Mack said dismissing them. He had other things on his mind, namely checking up on a certain sexy camper who just might need some help emptying his shitter.

"Gawd, why did you say that stuff?" Jordan scolded when they were out of earshot.

"What? Oh, that's nothing. My dad and I talk about that stuff all the time. He's cool with me, and I'm cool with him. He gets me. He knows I'm a horny teen and what that means. Of course right now he still thinks jacking off is all I do," he said laughing, "but who knows? He might have even figured us out by now."

"God, are you serious?" Jordan whined.

"Relax, I'm sure he messed with his buddies when he was a kid. I think most boys do it at some point. With us, it's just a little more serious, right?"

"Yeah, I guess," Jordan said giving Seth a lop sided grin, "but I'd be so embarrassed if anyone ever knew exactly what we've been doing."

"Trevon knows, you didn't freak over that."

"That was different, he was a kid too, and anyway, we'll probably never see him again."

"Yeah, well...just relax, no one will say anything even if they suspect. That's how adults are when it comes to sex. They don't want to get into that discussion if they can avoid it."

"I guess you're right. Hey, let's grab a snack before we go to my room."

"Okay, but no more cookies," Seth groaned, "I had plenty of those last night."

Jordan laughed as he slipped an arm around his best bud's neck and led him off to his cabin.

 End Chapter Six