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"Dinner was crock pot stew and cornbread, since Mrs. Kelly didn't have time to cook a big dinner. She had already started prep on the Christmas dinner, and the oven had been going practically nonstop all day long.

As they sat at the table that night, Jordan finally approached the subject of Jerry and his dad.

"Gee, it sure seems sad that Jerry and his dad are stuck here on Christmas and won't be having a good dinner or anything."

"Yeah, especially for Jerry," Seth added, "poor kid."

Mr. Kelly laughed, "And what do you boys think we should do about that? Did you have something in mind?"

"Well," Jordan said grinning, "I know mom always cooks a lot more food than we eat, and well...I was thinking maybe we could invite them to have dinner with us. You know? just to do the neighborly thing."

Mr. Kelly chuckled, "I guess we think a lot alike son, because I was sort of thinking along those same lines. What do you think dear?" he said turning to his wife.

"I think that's a wonderful idea. The more the merrier as far as I'm concerned. The question is, will father and son accept our invitation? Some men are very prideful in that situation.

"Maybe if me and Jordy asked he'd give in. I mean, we're pretty adorable," Seth said grinning.

Both the adults laughed, and Jordan rolled his eyes.

"Adorable, and cunning," Mr. Kelly laughed, "but it's worth a try, however, I think Mack and I should go along as well. Mark, that is Mr. Mathis, seemed to hit it off with Mack right away.

Even Mr. Kelly had noticed the attraction between the two, but of course he perceived it as platonic. He had no idea there was more, not that  he would be offended, he was just a little naive when it came to some things.

"Cool, let's hurry up and eat," Jordan said, "the sooner we find out, the sooner we can plan for tomorrow."

"We?" Mrs. Kelly laughed, "are you going to fix the dinner this year?"

"Aww mom, you know I'll help anyway I can, and I'll make doofus here help me," he said cuffing Seth.

"Doofus huh? Just you wait," Seth growled.

The boys left Mrs. Kelly to clean up the supper mess and headed off to find Mack, who was just finishing his TV dinner. Mr. Kelly laughed when he saw what Mack had been eating and said it reminded him of when he was a bachelor a million years ago.

"I should've invited  you to supper, in fact I'll just say right now, you have a standing invitation to supper anytime."

"Well, thanks, but sometimes I enjoy a nice TV dinner and some tube when Mr. Noisebox there is away," he said ruffling Seth's hair.

"Thanks, I love you too pop," Seth said pulling away.

"So, what's up guys. Is this a vigilante committee?"

"No, far from it. The boys, and well...my wife and I agree, thought that it would be nice to invite Jerry and his dad to have Christmas dinner with us. I thought between the four of us we could convince them, or scare them off," he added chuckling.

"I think that's a great idea," Mack said perking up. He'd wanted to get to know Mark better, and this might be the perfect opportunity.

"All right then, grab your coat and let's go a knockin'," Mr. Kelly joked.

Mark and Jerry's camper was built on the back of a Ford F-250 club cab and was actually very nice. It was custom built and was removable if they so chose, but for now it was their home on wheels. The camper extended over the cab, and there was a queen size bed there, as well as a pull out bed in the dining area that doubled as seats when it was folded up. It included a small kitchen area and a tiny bath, and every inch of space was well used.

At the moment light shone brightly from inside casting a yellowish glow on the grass and concrete pad, and the sound of Christmas music came from inside.

"Sounds like they're in the spirit of the season," Mr. Kelly noted, "that's a good sign."

Mr. Kelly took the lead and knocked on the small door at the back, and it opened almost immediately and Jerry's head popped out.

"Oh, hi. What's up?" the boy said, worried they'd done something wrong. Otherwise why would these two men be here? But a look at the friendly faces soon put his fears to rest.

"Is your dad here?" Mr. Kelly asked, but before Jerry could answer, Mark appeared behind his son and placed his hands on the boy's shoulders.

"Hello, come in, come in. It's a little crowded, but it's warmer in here than out there."

"Oh, well...that's okay. We don't mean to intrude," Mr. Kelly said smiling warmly, "the thing is, well tomorrow is Christmas, as I'm sure you know, and we got to thinking about the two of you stuck here in your camper for the Holiday, and well...we'd like for you to join us for Christmas dinner tomorrow at our cabin."

"Yeah," Mack said jumping in before Mark could reply, "my boy Seth and I are going to be there, and I made dessert," he said grinning, hoping he wasn't being too obvious, "there'll be plenty of food, not to mention good conversation."

"Well, we were just going to have a quiet dinner here in the camper," he started off, then suddenly Jerry looked up at him with a pleading look on his face and he sighed, "but I guess it would be nice to have some home cooking. What do you say Jer?"

"Yesss," Jerry said happily, then blushing brightly he added, "I mean, that sounds awesome."

"Cool," Jordan said, "and we have Wii and there's lots of stuff to do."

"Awesome," Jerry said smiling at the two cute boys. Never in his wildest dreams could he have imagined things working out like this when they pulled into this sleepy little campground.

"Dinner will be at one," Mr. Kelly said, "but you're welcome to come early and we can visit or watch TV till time to eat."

"Can I bring something?" Mark said, feeling a bit overwhelmed at the moment. Or was that just because Mack was here? He'd been attracted to the man from the moment they'd met, and now here he was standing before him and inviting him to dinner.

"Just yourselves," Mr. Kelly said, "we'll have enough food for an army, of course these two eat like two pigs at the trough," he teased.

"Oink, oink," Seth said making pig noises, and everyone laughed.

"Hey, Jer," Jordan said then, "if your dad don't care, maybe you could come back with us and play some Wii or watch a Christmas movie with us."

Jerry looked at his dad with puppy dog eyes, those eyes that Mark could never resist, and he laughed, "I guess that's okay, if it's okay with Jordan's folks."

"It's fine," Mr. Kelly said easily, "we'll bring him back later in the truck so he won't have to walk around in the dark."

"Well, okay. Here, let me give you my number just in case," he said then, and the three adults swapped phone numbers.

"All right, we'll see you tomorrow then. I'll bring Jerry back later. Is ten too late? If so, just tell me when."

"Ten is fine," Mark said easily. That would give him almost three hours of me time.

The three started off, but when Mack didn't follow right away, Mr. Kelly figured he wanted to talk to Mark about something. The boys were too involved in their boyish chatter to notice Mack's absence, and Mr. Kelly didn't bring the subject up with them.

Back at the camper, Mack stood chatting with Mark about nothing, and eventually Mark invited  him in for a cup of coffee. As Mack settled onto the little sofa on one side of the camper, Mark poured them coffee from a half full carafe.

"Cream or sugar?"

"A little sugar," Mack said grinning, "I need a little sweetening up."

You look pretty sweet to me, Mack thought, hoping Mack didn't notice his lewd smile.

Once they had their coffee fixed to suit them, Mark joined Mack on the tiny couch, so close their hips were almost touching, and sipped the hot liquid.

"Good coffee," Mack said, "is it a special blend?"

"Actually, it's Dunkin brand," Mark confessed, " it's pretty good stuff."

"Yeah, so...you worked manufacturing back in Kansas. I used to be an electrician, well...still am. I keep my license renewed, but after my wife died I quit my job and me and Seth moved here to take care of the grounds. It's easy work. Doesn't pay much, but the cabin is free, and me and Seth don't need much. We both like it here, and now that Seth has a buddy, he's as happy as a bee in clover."

"Your son is a lot more outgoing than mine," Mack sighed, "losing his mom was pretty hard on him, but he's always been a bit shy. I guess you could say he was a bit of a momma's boy, but since she died, we've become much closer. He's a good kid, just a little unsure of himself."

"Wow, really? I mean, not to sound pervy, but your boy is really cute. I just assumed he'd be very popular and outgoing."

"Yeah, I know. He's always been that way. I guess it's a self esteem thing, but it seems like it's gotten worse lately."

"Well, again, not trying to sound pervy, but as one dad to another, do you think he might have started puberty?"

"Yes, as a matter of fact I'm sure of it, and you don't sound pervy at all," Mark laughed, "I'm sure you've dealt with the same issues I have. I've seen the signs on his sheets, not to mention there's not much privacy in this little camper, and I've heard him some nights going at it," Mark laughed.

"Yeah, Seth does his own laundry now, but I remember those signs of manhood appearing when he was about your boy's age."

"God, that reminds me of my first wet dream, and how worried I was when I woke up all sticky," Mark said laughing, "fortunately, I had an older brother and we were close enough that he filled me in on what was happening."

"I was an only child, and my dad wasn't the nurturing kind," Mack admitted, "but I had buddies who knew all about that stuff and were glad to share the information," Mack laughed.

"God, sex was so easy and so fun back then," Mark said, then blushing he added "sorry, that didn't come out exactly right."

"No, I agree. I remember when a good jerk was all I needed," Mack said, being a bit more bold then he'd imagined he could be, "the dating thing and all the expectations made sex more of a challenge than a pleasure."

"Exactly," Mark said excitedly, "wouldn't it be nice if a guy could just have no strings sex, then go about his business without all that BS?  Mark too was being a bit bold, but Mack was so easy to talk to, and they seemed to be on the same page with this stuff. Was it possible Mack was interested in doing more than just comparing notes?

"Yeah, sometimes I envy the gay guys," Mack said, hoping he wasn't going too far. Then again, this might be the test to see where Mark stood on the subject of man sex, "they just hook up, have their fun and bam...they're done. No phone calls, and dinners, no flowers, or trips to the movies. No commitment, just sex."

"Exactly," Mark said shaking his head, "lucky bastards, and I heard guys give better head," Mark laughed.

"Well, makes sense," Mack chuckled, "they know what feels good, cause they know what they like. Who knows more about a dick than a guy?"

"Yeah, and gay guys really know their way around a man's junk," Mark laughed.

"And how many women even give head?" Mack continued, "some women are strictly for intercourse and no foreplay, unless it's their foreplay."

"Yess...so right," Mark said, finger my pussy, but eww...not touching your dick," Mark laughed.

Both men were hard at this point and there was no attempt by either to hide their condition. In fact Mark couldn't resist the urge to push at the substantial tent in his jeans, and Mack's eyes followed his movement.

"I guess we got a little heated talking about sex," Mack laughed.

"Yeah, looks like it," Mark replied, staring brazenly at Mack's crotch.

"Good thing Seth is gone for the night," Mack offered, "I'll have the place to myself to take care of things."

"Oh, must be nice. Like I said, not much privacy here. Can't remember when I've had a good jerk," Mark admitted.

"Well..." Mack said, wondering if he was about to ruin everything with his next words, "you're welcome to come to my place, lots of privacy there."

"Oh," Mark said, unsure exactly what Mack meant, but hopeful they were on the same page, "anything special in mind?" he added looking at Mack with a longing that said it all.

"Look, we can beat around the bush all night, but I'm just gonna come out and say it, I think you're a sexy guy, and I'd like to see what's in those jeans of yours and see what kind of trouble we can cook up."

"Wow, I was afraid it was just me," Mark said with relief, "I've been thinking about you ever since we met in the office, and then when you showed up at my door, well...I couldn't believe my luck. But I was afraid I'd ruin everything by being too bold."

"We're both men, and we know what we want. Let's just call it that and not try to put a name on it or anything. So, what do you say, want to see my cabin?"

"Yes, but first I want to call Jerry and make sure everything is okay."

"Hi, son...are you having fun?"

"Yeah dad, it's really cool here. Uh, well...Jordan and Seth want to know if I can spend the night," then he added quickly, "Mr. and Mrs. Kelly said it's okay, but it's up to you and I won't beg," he said sounding defeated before  he heard the answer.

"Let me talk to Jordan's dad," Mark said, giving Mack a little grin.

"Yes, Mr. Kelly. My boy says he's been invited to sleep over, is that okay with you and your wife, or did the boys just cook that up?"

"They did cook it up, but it's fine with us, if it's okay with you. We can make a pallet on the floor for one of them, or if I know boys like I think I do, they'll all pile into Jordy's bed."

"Well, I'll leave the sleeping arrangements to you guys. If he changes his mind, or you need me to come get him, just call me."

"He'll be fine, here, I'll let you two say goodnight," Mr. Kelly said handing  his phone back to Jerry.

"Yeah, thanks dad," Jerry said excitedly, "I'll be fine. It's really fun here and Jordan's folks are very cool. Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow when you come for dinner. Goodnight dad, love ya," he added unashamedly in front of his two new friends.

"Night Jer, love ya buddy. Have fun, but be good, okay?"

"Okay dad, night."

"I assume you got a night off?" Mack chuckled.

"Yeah, perfect timing. Now then, where were we?"

"On our way to my cabin to check out some packages," Mack joked, and when Mark finally got it, he laughed all the way to the cabin.

At the Kelly cabin, the boys were piled down in the living room floor watching The Grinch with Jordan's parents. A bowl of popcorn sat in front of Jordan, the boy in the middle, and drinks in cups with lids and straws were in reach of the three boys.

"I love this movie," Jerry said softly, "I like how his heart grows and he gets nice. I like his dog Max too."

"Yeah, we watch it every year," Jordan said, "we have a bunch of movies that we watch at Christmastime."

"When this is over, want to go play some Wii?" Seth said munching on a handful of popcorn.

"That okay Jerry?" Jordan asked the new kid.

"Sure, that sounds fun. I have an Xbox, but we haven't set it up in the camper."

"Whoa, your camper is way cool," Seth said then, "I can't believe how much stuff is packed inside there. You'll have to show us around before you leave."

"Sure, I can do that," Jerry said, "it's pretty cool, but kind of cramped sometimes. I like it when we go out to eat and stuff just to get out of there for a while. Thanks for inviting me to sleep over, it's really nice to have all this room."

The Kellys listened to the boys' conversation and couldn't help but feel sorry for Jerry and his dad. Mark had lost his wife,  then his job, and now all he had was his son, but from what they'd seen so far, the two were very close. They couldn't help but notice how similar their situation was to Mack and Seth's, but then those two had more time to adjust, and didn't have to deal with a job loss.

Halfway through the movie, Mr. Kelly paused it and when the three boys looked up questioningly he chuckled.

"Have you boys forgotten what tonight is?" Mr. Kelly said grinning.

"Oh my gosh, it's Christmas Eve,"  Jordan said, we get to open a present," he added excitedly, then he suddenly felt bad knowing that there were no gifts for Jerry.

Jumping up, Jordan retrieved a brightly wrapped package from under the tree and handed it to Seth, then proceeded to dig out one for each of his parents.

"Which one can I open?" Jordan asked looking at  his folks eagerly.

"The long one, yeah that one," Mr. Kelly said indicating what looked like a tube, the kind that held posters or drawings.

"This?" Jordan said, "what is it, a nudie poster?" he giggled.

"If it is I want it," Seth laughed.

"Hmm...let's see," he said unwrapping the gift quickly and discovering it was in fact a plain cardboard mailing tube.

"Wait," Seth said, "I didn't give you my gift," he said digging a package from beneath the tree that Jordan hadn't noticed before, "I stashed it here yesterday," he said grinning, "I figured you'd of found it by now."

"No, cause most of the time I was with you, doofus."

"Hey, that's a good thing, right?"

"Yeah, it is," Jordan admitted, "help me get this thing out of here," he said handing the tube to Seth, then using his finger tips to pull at the contents. Slowly the item inside began to slide out, inch by inch, until it finally pulled free of the tube.

Jordan unrolled it slowly, trying to figure out what it was, till he finally laid it on the floor and smoothed it out, and with Seth's help holding the corners down, they could finally see what it was.

"Cool?" Jordan said excitedly, "I know just where I'm gonna put it. Over the TV so I can see it every night when I go to bed.

"What is it?" Jerry said moving closer, "Oh, cool," he added when he saw the poster up close.

"I thought you'd like it son, your walls are so bare," his mom said with a sly smile.

"Man, wish I was that kid," Jordan said gazing at the poster," So cool. One of  these days I'd love to ride one of those, right Seth?"

"Def," Seth said, trying hard not to give anything away. Just a few more hours and it would be Christmas and he couldn't wait to see the look on Jordy's face when his wish came true.

"That's so cool," Jerry said again, "my dad took me riding on the back of one of those at my uncle's farm. I was only ten then, and I didn't get to drive it, but it was a lot of fun riding behind my dad. We went through this little creek and stuff."

"Wow, that would be awesome around here," Jordan expounded, "Thanks mom, dad...I love it. I'll get a frame for it with some of my Christmas money. Grandma sent me 50 bucks," he said grinning.

"Wow, lucky," Seth said, "mine only sent me 20, she sent dad a hundred though."

"Hey, you guys haven't opened yours," Jordan noted, "then began opening his gift from Seth once they'd started to do so, "Oh cool, I like this," Jordan said pulling the dream catcher from it's box. It was done in hues of blue and red, and yellow and about 6" in diameter with dyed feathers hanging from it. "I can hang it over my bed to catch my nightmares," he laughed, "hey, did you make this?"

"Nope, I bought it from Tony's grandpa. He makes them and sells them online," he chuckled, "kind of cool when you think about it, something ancient like this being sold online."

"It's beautiful," Mrs. Kelly said, "may I see it?"

"Sure, here mom," Jordan said, "well, you guys, are you gonna open your gifts or not?"

"Oh, yeah," Seth said tearing into his, "Oh man, I love it. It's awesome, is this a real Swiss Army knife?"

"Yep, and it even has a fork and spoon," Jordan said proudly. I knew you liked knives and your dad helped me pick it out."

"Wow, it's so cool, thanks man."

"You're welcome, and thanks for the dream catcher. Now, with the poster and the dream catcher I have a start on decorating my room."

"Oh, Jordan I like my new house slippers," his mom said holding them up for all to see, "they match my robe too."

"Yeah, dad helped me pick those out."

"And I suppose mom helped you pick these out?" Mr. Kelly laughed holding up a nice pair of work gloves."

"Well, don't want you to get blisters dear," Mrs. Kelly laughed, and everyone joined in.

Jerry had observed the whole exchanging of gifts and happy banter the whole time, and despite not having a gift to give or one to receive he was content just to be part of this happy family, even if only for one evening.

"Jerry honey, if we'd known you were going to be here, we'd have gotten you a gift too," Mrs. Kelly said.

"That's okay ma'am, I know. My dad and I will exchange gifts tomorrow morning."

"Well, we're glad you're here with us tonight," she said warmly, "now then, shall we finish the movie?"

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They resumed the movie and when it was over, the boys got up and stretched and informed the adults they were off to Jordan's room. The popcorn bowl was empty, but they still had half a cup of soda and after putting the bowl up in the kitchen and grabbing a  handful of Christmas cookies, Jordan led the two to his room.

"Here's a Santa and a star for you, and bell and snowman for you," he said distributing the cookies, "and for me, Santa and a tree."

"Thanks," Jerry said, "did you guys decorate these yourself?"

"Yes, our dirty little hands have been all over them," Seth joked, "so if it tastes like hot dogs, you know what we were doing before we got to that one."

Jerry giggled, but didn't reply, instead he took a bite of cookie and his eyes went wide, "Mmm...these are good."

"Mom makes them with sour cream and stuff," Jordan said biting Santa's head off.

"Yeah, and the frosting has, like butter and powdered sugar and stuff," Seth said, "they're like the best cookies I ever ate."

They set up the Wii and took turns playing two player games, till they got bored and decided to watch a movie. Jordan had used push pins to attach his poster to the wall temporarily and hung the dream catcher from the ceiling vent over his bed where the draft caught it and caused it to move about. He loved both his gifts, but he couldn't help but wonder what the big surprise was, the one he'd receive Christmas day.

Mrs. Kelly came by the open door around nine and reminded Jordan and Seth that they needed a shower, but left it up to Jerry whether he wanted to shower or not. He was shy enough without having any pressure to get naked in a strange place, she thought to herself.

"If you want to take a shower you can go first," Jordan offered Jerry."

"Nah, I'm okay. I had a shower earlier today," he said, hoping the two didn't push the issue.

"Cool, we worked today so we really need one. Hey, why don't you play a game while we shower. It won't take us long," Jordan offered.

"Yeah, we shower together," Seth said grinning.

"Really?" Jerry said blushing a little.

"Yeah, we both got the same equipment, so it's no big deal, right?"

"Yeah, I guess," Jerry said, "I've never..."

"Really, well, too bad the shower is so small or you could join us," Seth laughed.

"Seth, leave the kid alone. Not everyone is as eager to get naked as you are," Jordan laughed.

"Yeah, I'm a nudist," Seth laughed, "at my house, me and my dad run around in our underwear most of the time."

"Really, that's cool," Jerry said, "me and my dad don't exactly run around in our underwear, but there's not much privacy, and we see each other that way sometimes."

"Yeah, and it's not a big deal, right? Now if my mom was still around..." Seth said, then felt bad for bringing it up, "You know? it's not cool to do that in front of a female."

"Come on nudie boy, let's go get our shower over with," Jordan said grabbing clean shorts and tees for them. They were close enough in size that they could wear each other's clothes for the most part, which made it really convenient when they slept over at each other's cabin.

Jerry watched the two go, envying them their easy friendship and thinking about the friend he'd left behind in Topeka. He started a game, but really wasn't into it, and after awhile he turned off the Wii and stood up. He thumbed through Jordan's video collection and smiled when he saw they had similar taste in movies. Next he browsed his CD's, and though there were some groups he'd never heard of, there were just as many that he too enjoyed listening to.

There were a number of books on another shelf and Jerry picked one up and began reading it as he sat on Jordy's bed. It was a sci-fi fantasy novel with werewolves, and vampires and unicorns and Jerry quickly got into it. He was still reading when the two boys returned about twenty minutes later, looking and smelling clean, their hair still damp from their shower.

"We tried to hurry, but numbnuts here had to poop first," Seth said making a face, "and I did not hang around for that. I sat with his folks while he laid an egg," he cackled.

"Shut up, it only took me five minutes and my shit don't stink," Jordan laughed.

"Yeah, right," Seth said pretending to swoon.

"Anyway, we're back. Oh, you found something to read. Oh, that's a good one. You can borrow it if you want to finish it, I mean if you have time."

"Thanks, I might. I hope it's okay that I looked around. I have some of the same movies you have. I don't have any CD's, but I have tunes on my I-pod, and some of them are the same ones you have."

"Cool, it's nice to find someone with my musical taste. Seth only likes hillbilly music," Jordan teased.

"Not true, I like Country Western too...yeee hawww," he laughed.

"Really?" Jerry asked looking up.

"NO! I only like rock," Seth confessed, "and maybe some rap, but not all of it."

"Cool," Jerry said grinning, "so, what are we going to do now?"

"Let's watch a movie? We can lay in my bed and watch it. Oh, by the way, do you want to sleep with us in my bed, or should I have dad blow up the air mattress?"

"Uh, well...probably the air mattress. Won't it be awfully crowded with all three of us in bed?"

"Well, let's see," Seth said piling down behind Jerry on the bed and patting the spot beside him, "come on guys, stretch out and let's see if Jordan's big ass will fit in here."

"My big ass?" Jordan barked, "your ass is bigger than mine."

"Yeah, and cuter," Seth giggled.

"You guys are funny," Jerry said laying down next to Seth while Jordan climbed in on the other side.

"See, not too bad," Seth said, "unless one of us gets wood, then it could be dangerous. Someone could get an eye poked out," he giggled.

"Very funny," Jordan said, "Ugh, this bed feels good. I didn't know I was so tired till I laid down."

"It's still early old man," Seth teased, "but we could rest a bit if you want."

"Nah, I'll be fine," Jordan said, "hand me the remote Jerry. It's there on the night stand."

All during the movie, Jerry kept watching the other two boys, hoping they didn't notice. It had been a long time since he'd been this close to another boy, and the last time he had, well, things hadn't gone very well...at first, but they'd turned out to be fun and confusing in the end.

It had been back in Topeka, and the other boy was his best friend Will. They'd known each other since they were in third grade and always been close, but not as close as Jerry would have liked. At least that's how he felt once he'd figured out that he liked boys in a special way.

He'd been about 11 when he'd made that discovery, and though puberty was almost a year away, he'd still had some urges that he wanted to act upon. His opportunity finally presented itself shortly before his dad lost his job and his life changed forever.

It was a Saturday night, and both boys were eager for the sleepover to begin at Jerry's house. Mark had laid in junk food for the boys, and rented movies from RedBox, for both him and the boys. For while the boys had their fun, Mark was planning on an evening in front of the TV with a few beers to help him unwind from a long week at work.

It had started off just fine, but by bedtime Jerry was eager to see what might happen as they shared his full size bed. Neither boy was very big, and there was plenty of room, and at first there was a large space between them. They lay and talked for a while, and slowly Jerry inched his way over till he was almost touching Will along one side.

If Will noticed or cared, he never mentioned it, but eventually Jerry pushed things a bit too far. When his foot touched Will's, Will giggled and pulled his foot back and cuffed Jerry gently.

"Quit, queer bait," Will said, using a word he'd heard others use, though he really didn't think Jerry was queer, just being funny. However, Jerry took it hard, and not only pulled away, but began to cry.

He'd wanted so badly to tell Will how he felt and to maybe move their friendship to the next level, but instead he'd revealed his true nature and perhaps alienated his best friend forever.

"Hey, what's wrong? I was only kidding, I know you're not like that. I know you were just being a goof ball," Will said panicking a little. Making someone cry was usually a very bad thing, especially your best friend, and he was worried that he might be in trouble if Jerry's dad found out.

"Nuuuunuthing," Jerry sobbed, "I'm...fiiiiine." but he didn't sound fine, and Will knew there was something very wrong.

"Hey, what is it? You can tell me. Is it...about your mom?" Though it had been awhile since his mom's death, Will knew it had been very  hard for Jerry and his dad, but he'd tried to be a good friend through it all.

Jerry shook his head, and though his back was to Will now, he got the message.

"Then what? Is it about what I said? I was only kidding, I know you didn't mean nothing bad. Aww, please don't cry," Will said, feeling helpless. In a moment of desperation he reached over and touched Jerry on the shoulder, causing him to pull away almost violently.

Leaping from the bed, Jerry quickly crossed the floor and was out the door. Will lay there for sometime, hoping Jerry had only gone to the bathroom and that he'd return eventually, but when he hadn't returned after ten minutes he began to get worried.

Slowly getting up, Will found his clothes and got dressed, for if he encountered Jerry's dad he didn't want to be in just his underwear. Even when he was dressed he waited another five minutes before venturing out of Jerry's room in search of his friend.

He looked in the bathroom first, and not finding him there, he began to search the other rooms in the house. Fortunately, Jerry's dad had gone to bed a short time earlier and was hopefully asleep by now, but Will still felt the need to be quiet. Creeping around like a cat he looked in the kitchen, the dining room,  the laundry room, the living room, but there was no sign of Jerry.

He was just about to give up, when he saw movement through the patio doors, and stepping up to the door, he saw a tiny figure perched on the porch swing. He hesitated a moment before sliding the door open, then taking a deep breath, he went out to confront his friend.

"Hey, aren't you a little cold out here?" Will said sitting down beside his best friend, close, but not too close.

"A little," Jerry said, his tears for the most part dried up now.

"Why don't you come back to bed? We can talk if you want, or just go to sleep."

"I guess," Jerry said, feeling some better. He realized he'd overreacted to Will's innocent name calling, and he felt like an idiot, but at least Will was being nice about it.

"Come on," Will said getting up and offering Jerry his hand, "Hey, wanna get something to drink first?"

"Sure," Jerry said taking Will's hand. The warmth of Will's touch reminded him of his desires however, and he frowned as he allowed himself to be pulled up.

Inside, they raided the fridge and grabbed a can of root beer each, and after taking a big gulp they both burped, causing them to laugh.

"Come on," Will said leading the way, "let's get back to your room before we wake your dad."

"He wouldn't wake up if the house fell down," Jerry said grinning, "once he's out, he's out."

"Good to know, I was creeping around like a cat, bein' careful not to wake him."

Back in Jerry's room, Will stripped down to his underwear, and again Jerry tried hard not to look. Looking and touching were too different things, he decided, and if he couldn't touch, he'd have to be satisfied with looking.

It wasn't like he wanted to do anything bad. He just felt the need to touch Will, to feel his warmth and softness against him. Sex wasn't even on the menu as far as he was concerned, he just needed some intimacy, and maybe... a kiss. Yeah, a kiss. Lately he'd been consumed with the idea of kissing a boy, but not just any boy, kissing Will. He'd even practiced on his arm and his pillow, pretending it was Will he was hugging, Will he was kissing.

"You okay?" Will said, surprising Jerry by scooting over till they were touching, then throwing an arm around him.

Jerry closed his eyes and reveled in the feel of Will's warm strong arm pulling him into a hug. Nodding, he reached up and laid his hand on Will's hand and pulled his arm tighter around him.

"Just hold me," he whispered.

"Okay," Will whispered back, "nite."

"Nite," Jerry sighed, and soon he was asleep.

Jerry awoke sometime later and found that he and Will had changed positions and were now laying on their sides, face to face. In the dim light, Jerry stared across at his friend and studied his sleeping countenance. He was even more beautiful as he slept, so peaceful, so, so...perfect. His lips were full and looked oh so kissable, but he knew he dare not risk such a thing. If Will was to awaken he might do something even worse than call him a name. He might strike him, or worse, tell his dad what he'd done, tell everyone at school for that matter, and ruin him.

But urges such as this are hard to control, and knowing that Will was a sound sleeper, eventually the temptation was too much to resist. Just a quick peck on the lips, he thought, just a taste of those pretty lips, that's all I need.

Then leaning forward, he took a deep breath and brought his lips within an inch of Will's. Suddenly, Will's eyes flew open and he was staring straight into Jerry's soul.

"What are you doing?" Will whispered softly, but he didn't sound upset, just curious.

"Nothing," Jerry said, blushing bright red.

"Were you going to...to kiss me?" Will whispered.

"Nooo," Jerry lied, but Will knew his friend well, and read his face perfectly.

"I'm not gay," Will said, but again he didn't sound angry or upset, "but if you are, that's cool."

"What? No," Jerry protested, but again Will read him perfectly.

"I swear, I will never tell anyone," Will promised, "you can tell me anything. I'm your best bud, forever, no matter what. That's why you got so upset when I said what I said earlier, isn't it?"

Busted, Jerry thought. He was tired of lying, tired of hiding, and if he couldn't trust his best friend with his secret, who could he trust?

"I don't know exactly," Jerry confessed, "I just get these feeling sometimes around other boys, but not girls. Maybe I'm just confused, or maybe it will change. I don't know."

"And you like me that way, don't ya," Will said grinning, "You think I'm cute, don't ya?"

"Well, yeah," Jerry admitted, blushing even deeper.

"And you wanted to kiss me, didn't you?"

"I...I"m sorry," Jerry said looking ready to cry again.

"Shh...don't cry, it's cool. Okay, I'm not gay, and I like girls, but...I guess a little kiss between two buds would be okay."

"Really? You'd let me..uh, kiss you?"

"Sure, come on, pucker up," Will said grinning, "but no touching my junk," he teased.

"I promise," Jerry said blushing yet deeper, if that was possible.

"Okay, no tongue. Just a quick one, okay?"

"Yeah, that's good," Jerry said licking his lips like he'd read you should do.

"Okay, here goes," Will said leaning in, his excitement building nearly as fast as Jerry's.

Then their lips met, and for a moment both boys were consumed with the intensity of one of the most intimate acts that two people can share. Despite his warning about no tongue, it was Will who initiated that act, and Jerry felt compelled to return the favor.

As far as kisses go, it wasn't the most romantic, nor was it the simple peck on the lips they'd agreed too. Though awkward and clumsy at first, the two were fast learners, and as the kiss continued they found themselves becoming even more excited.

When they finally broke the kiss, both boys pulled back, blushing and looking into each other's eyes. For a while neither spoke, though the look in their eyes spoke volumes. It was actually Will who spoke first, his words surprising Jerry.

"That was actually pretty cool," he said softly, "and I don't know about you, but I got some serious wood now," he added giggling.

"Me too," Jerry confessed, "it was awesome, thanks."

"So, what should we do now? I can't sleep like this," Will said reaching down to cup his hardness through his underwear.

"Uh, I...I don't know," Jerry said blushing. He'd never planned for this sort of thing. Touching and a kiss were as far as he'd gotten in his thinking.

"I might have to go to the bathroom and take care of it," Will said.

"Well, uh...you can do it here if you want. I won't look. I can turn my back or something."

"Or, we can both do it and it won't seem so weird," Will suggested, "me and Bobby Taylor did that once at his house. I mean, it was dark and we didn't see each other's dorks or anything. We watched some porn and got all horned up."

"Really, Bobby Taylor?" Bobby was a chubby boy that for some reason was very popular despite his physical appearance. Maybe it was because he had porn, Jerry thought to himself.

"Yeah, so...want to...I mean, you know? Do it together?"

"Uh, sure...I guess, but can we turn our backs to each other?"

"Yeah, whatever...that's good," Will said sounding eager to get started. Then rolling onto his other side, he waited till Jerry had done so too, then pushed back till their butts were touching. Will giggled, but didn't pull away, and Jerry basked in the feel of the warm soft globes pressing against his own.

"You ready?" Will whispered in a sultry voice.

"Uh huh," Jerry said, his heart beating so fast he feared it would leap from his chest.

A minute passed, then Jerry could feel the bed moving as the two began to masturbate in unison.

"You doin' it?" Will said in a voice filled with lust and longing.

"Yesss," Jerry hissed.

"Feels good, don't it?"

"Yeh," Jerry said, closing his eyes and concentrating on the feeling of his hand on his stiff rod, and enjoying the intimacy of having their backsides pressed together.

Needless to say, it didn't take long for both boys to near orgasm, and though dry when it came, the orgasm was so intense both boys cried out as the feeling swept over them. Their immature testicles throbbed as they tried to push out the liquid that was months away, a painful reminder that puberty was right around the corner.

"Man, that was a big one," Will panted, "do you...um, come yet?" he asked sounding shy now.

"Nope, do you?" Jerry confessed.

"Nope, but soon. I just know it. Bobby does already, but he's six months older. It's kind of clear, but it looks neat."

"Wait, I thought you said you didn't see each other's dork," Jerry said stowing his softening prick and rolling onto his back.

"Oh, uh...well, once we did it in the bathroom and I saw the spooge. I forgot to say that," Will said rolling onto his back as well.

"I'm really tired now," Jerry said suddenly. The orgasm as well as the other events of the night had exhausted him mentally and physically, and though his feelings for Will were still real if confusing, right now what he needed was to forget everything and go to sleep.

"Oh sure, wanna snuggle?" Will said shocking Jerry once again. Despite stating emphatically that he wasn't gay, he sure seemed to be open to touching another boy.

"Uh, sure, how do you mean?"

"Roll on your side facing away from me," Will said softly, and when Jerry complied, he scooted up till he was spooning the boy and threw an arm around him, "Is this okay?"

"Yeah," Jerry said sighing. Actually it was great, more than he'd ever hoped for, and if he hadn't been so tired he might have laid there all night enjoying the feeling of intimacy, but as it was, he was asleep in no time flat.

They'd never talked about what happened that night, and there had been no opportunity for a repeat, because shortly afterward Mark  had lost his job and the two hit the road. Selling the house and most of their things, they loaded up the camper, and now here they were in a campground in the middle of nowhere.

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"Hey, you okay. You look kind of spaced out," Seth said pulling Jerry back to the present.

"I was thinking about my friend Will, back in Topeka. We used to sleep over at each other's house a lot. I was remembering the last time we did that."

"Oh, did you have some fun?" Seth said suggestively.

"Uh, yeah...we watched some movies and stuff."

"What kind of stuff? Sexy stuff?" Seth said, elbowing Jerry and making him blush.

"Seth, seriously, leave the kid alone," Jordan said cuffing Seth roughly.

"Oww, police, he hit me!" Seth joked.

"You'll have to excuse Seth, he's not used to being around people," Jordan teased.

"Am too, I sees peoples all the time," Seth said in a Hillbilly voice, "and I likes peoples too, and Jerry is real purdy."

"Goof ball," Jordan laughed, "you're gonna scare Jerry off and he'll be running back to his camper in the middle of the night."

"It's okay," Jerry laughed, "I think you guys are cool. Thanks for inviting me to sleep over. I'm having a lot of fun."

"We can have more fun later," Seth said wiggling his eyebrows comically.

"Okay," Jerry giggled, "I'm up for it if you are," he said, not believing he could be so bold, but there was something about Seth that put him at ease. Jordy too, but it was Seth who seemed to be so easy going and open that he felt like he could say anything and still be accepted.

"Whoa," Seth laughed, "hear that Jordy, the boy is open for anything."

"Shut up, I'm sure he didn't mean what you're thinking," Jordan scoffed.

"We'll see," Seth said smugly, then they fell quiet as they got interested in the movie once more.

Jordan dozed off and on during the movie and finally woke to find the TV was off and the room was dark. At first it was quiet, then he heard soft whispering beside him, and realized that Seth and Jerry were having some pillow talk.

"I'm not gay," he heard Seth say, "but fun is fun," he added, "I'm pretty much open to anything."

"I...can I be honest?" Jerry said in a soft voice, filled with angst.

"Yeah, you can trust me and Jordy," Seth said, aware that his friend was awake now.

Jerry sighed, then said in a shaky voice, "I'm pretty sure I like boys. I mean, and not girls. I mean...I think I'm...you know? Gay."

"That's cool," Seth assured him, "does your dad know?"

"No way," Jerry said, "he'd be so disappointed."

"How do you know?" Seth said soothingly, "if he's anything like my dad he'd be cool with it. Mostly what our dads want is for us to be happy. You can't be happy unless you're who you were meant to be, right?"

"I guess, but I could never tell him," Jerry said sounding sad.

"Hey, you two," Jordan said softly, letting the two know he was awake now.

"Oh, hey," Seth said, "how long have you been awake?"

"A while now. Jerry, Seth is right, we're cool with you being gay."

"Thanks," Jerry said softly, feeling better than he had in a long time. It was nice to have someone accept him as he was and not have to put on airs.

"I'm sort of like Seth, I'm not sure yet, but so far girls haven't really done it for me, so...there's a good chance I only like boys. Right now I'm not too worried about that though. I guess I'll figure things out as I go along."

"Yeah," Seth added, "and...can I tell him Jordy?"

"I guess, I'm sure he's not gonna tell anyone else," Jordan said, knowing exactly what Seth was talking about.

"See, me and Jordy, we sort of been figuring things out together. It all started with a kiss..."

Jerry listened intently as Seth outlined what he and Jordan had been up to since meeting, and by the time Seth wrapped things up all three boys were so hard it hurt. This was the kind of relationship he'd hoped he and Will could have had, and who knows? it might have happened if he and his dad hadn't had to pull up roots and move.

"I had a friend sort of like that," Jerry said then. Should he tell the two boys what had happened with Will? he wondered.

"Really, what did you guys do?" Seth said with prurient interest.

"I uh, well...we only did stuff once," Jerry said blushing.

"Tell us all about it," Seth pressed, "after all, I told you about me and Jordy."

"Well, okay...I guess it's okay. It's not like you know Will or anything..."

So, Jerry retold the story of his and Will's kiss and intimacy once again, reliving it once more in his mind, and when he'd finished he realized it might sound tame compared to what Seth and Jordy had been up to.

"Wow, that's hot," Seth said, "I bet Will was as much into you as you were into him. Too bad you had to move, you'd probably be boyfriends by now."

"I don't know, he said he wasn't gay..."

"And then he kissed you, and then he started the sex stuff, and then he bumped butts with you, and then he spooned you. Dude, he was totally into it."

"I think Seth is right," Jordy said, "he was just trying to cover up his true feelings. I mean, maybe he wasn't gay...but maybe he liked you that way and wanted to do stuff all along."

"You think? I mean...I never really saw him with any girls or anything, but we were only 11 then."

"Have you kept in touch with him?" Seth asked then.

"I got a few texts from him at first. He said he missed me and wanted me to be sure and send him my address when we got settled. That was a while ago though."

"Well, you should def text him again and keep in touch," Seth suggested.

"Yeah, I keep in touch with my friend Lee, who...OMG, I forgot to text him today," Jordan said looking horrified, "Seth, remind me to text him first thing tomorrow and wish him a Merry Christmas. At least he got my Christmas card and gift card the other day."

"Who's Lee?" Jerry wanted to know, and that led to Jordan expounding the virtues of his oldest friend.

"Now I'm jealous," Seth pouted, "I thought I was your best  pal now."

"You are, but I can't just forget Lee, I've known him forever."

"I know, I'm kidding, besides, I'm here, he's there...no competition."

"It's not a competition. Lee and I weren't quite as close as you and I are."

"He means S.E.X.," Seth giggled, "speaking of which...guys, I am so hard and so horny. Can we please, please do something?"

"Like what?" Jordy chuckled, "beat off?"

"Or...we could practice our oral skills," Seth said hopefully.

"Uh, what do you mean, kissing?" Jerry asked innocently.

Seth laughed, but Jordan just smiled, "Not exactly," Jordan said, "he means blow jobs."

Jerry blushed deeper, but his hardness throbbed as he thought about what that implied.

"Really, you guys...um, do that?"

"Yep, we just started, but we're getting pretty good at it. It's awesome, so much better than jerking off," Seth assured him.

"Wow, that's cool. Can I...can I watch you guys do it?"

"Watching is cool, but don't you want to try it too?" Seth asked, looking to Jordy for support.

"Yeah, we could take turns," Jordy said, "we're not experts, but we can show you what we've learned. I mean, if you want to try it."'

"You mean...sucking, or getting sucked?" Jerry asked. Either was fine with him, but he wanted to know exactly what he was getting into.

"Both or either," Seth said easily, "it's up to you. First let's show him how we do it," he said to Jordan.

"Okay, 69?" Jordan asked.

"Nah, I'll show him how to do it to you, then he can try it on one of us. How's that?"

"Okay," Jordan agreed, "that okay Jerry?"

"Uh, yeah...that's fine," the new boy said eagerly.

"Cool, first...we get naked," Seth said, stripping off his underwear and tossing it on the floor.

"Oh, okay," Jerry said nervously. He was glad it was dark, otherwise he wasn't sure he could have gotten totally naked with these two strange boys, but then again, he wouldn't have minded seeing them naked.

"Okay, where's that penlight?" Seth said once the other two were naked, "we need a little light so Jer can see the action."

Jordan fished a small flashlight from the nightstand and switched it on, and in the light provided by it, Jerry finally got a good look at the other boys' naked bodies.

He noted that Seth was a bit more developed than either he or Jordan, but he remembered that Seth was a bit older and figured that was only natural. He also noted that he and Jordan were about the same size down there, and had about the same amount of pubic hair, which wasn't much, and he assumed they probably came about the same amount as well. Jordan was also cut like he was, unlike Seth, he noted.

"Okay, this is Jordy's bone," Seth giggled as he twanged Jordan's hard penis, causing up and hit his stomach.

"More sucking, less slapping," Jordan said placing his hands behind his head and relaxing some. He was surprised at how comfortable he felt considering Jerry was an almost stranger, but after their true confessions he felt like they were kindred spirits.

Jerry sat cross-legged on the bed a few inches on the other side of Jordan, waiting with growing anticipation as Seth moved into position between Jordan's legs.

"Most important of all, no teeth," Seth said baring his pearly whites and snapping a few inches from Jordan's cock, "wrap you lips around them and make sure to use lots of tongue, he added licking the head of Jordan's dick and causing him to moan.

"Oh..." Jerry said taking in a sudden breath, "what does it taste like?"

"Like Jordy," Seth joked, "give it a lick if you wanna and see for yourself."

"Is it okay, Jordy?" Jerry said sounding uncertain.

"Yess...lick all you want," Jordan  hissed.

"Well, okay," Jerry said, getting on  his knees and scooting closer. Then leaning in close, he hesitated only a second before flicking out his tongue and making contact with Jordy's spongy cock head. At first there was no taste, then he detected something salty/sweet as his tongue swabbed across Jordys' piss slit, and  he moaned softly.

"It tastes good," Jerry said then, "kind of sweet, but salty too."

"Oh, that's Jordy's pre," Seth laughed, "yeah, it's pretty good. His cum ain't bad either."

"You...um, swallow his cum?"

"Yeah, it's only fair, he swallows mine," Seth said as if it were a simple fact.

"Yeah, I guess that makes sense," Jerry admitted, but he wasn't sure he was ready for that sort of thing yet.

"Okay, now watch the master at work," Seth said smiling, "licking is just foreplay. I know it's called a blow job, but you don't blow, you suck. Like this," Seth said, then demonstrated by swallowing all of Jordy's modest length and making a big deal of sucking till his cheeks caved in.

"Ahhh," Jordan moaned, "He does that so good."

"See, like that, and use lots of tongue too, and go up and down like this. Oh, and fondle the baby makers too, he likes that," he said grabbing Jordan's nut sack.

Jerry wasn't even aware that he was stroking his almost 4" stiffy as he watched Seth exhibit his oral skills, but even when he realized it, he didn't stop. He felt comfortable with these two, and was learning a lot. He wasn't sure what they had in mind for him exactly, but he was fully committed to do whatever they asked at this point.

"Okay, now, just so you know what that feels like, Jordy here is gonna do that for you. That okay?" Seth said, obviously in charge of the whole operation.

"Uh, okay..." Jerry said blushing, "if you're sure."

"Sure," Jordan said shrugging, finding himself more than excited at the prospect of sucking someone besides Seth. He noted that Jerry's dick looked a lot like his own and was about the same size, certainly not anything he couldn't handle. Seth was slightly larger but still manageable, and even though they'd only done oral a few times, Jordan loved everything about it.

"Lay on your back. Yeah, now spread your legs," Jordan said, taking charge now, "and relax...this is your first time, right?"

"Yesss," Jerry stuttered, "no one has ever...uh, touched my...um, you know? down there."

"Oh boy, you're in for some fun," Seth laughed, "Jordy old boy, show the boy how sweet it can be."

Jerry shivered as Jordan gripped his cock in his hand, and goose flesh popped up all over his body as he was touched for the first time by someone else. He had to grit his teeth and think of non-sexy things to keep from coming immediately, but somehow he managed to keep it together. He didn't want to appear to be too eager, but he was dying to know what a blow job felt like.

As Jordan began to tongue bathe his throbbing cock, Jerry moaned lowly and rocked his head side to side trying to keep from blowing his load. This was almost too much for  him, and Jordy sensed it and decided he'd better get on with it before Jerry lost control and fired off too soon.

Swallowing all of Jerry's slender cock in one gulp, he worked his throat muscles as he'd learned to do with Seth and was rewarded by a low gurgling sound coming from Jerry that sounded like the boy was drowning.

"Oh, oh..." Jerry moaned, "I'm gonna...ugh....here it comes, sorrrrry," he cried.

"So soon," Seth chuckled, "I guess this really was your first time, wasn't it?"

"Mmm," Jordan hummed around Jerry's throbbing cock as it spewed forth a few drops of his immature cum. It was sweet, much like the precum he and Seth produced, and he savored the taste before letting it slide down his throat.

He knew from experience that a boy's dick was super sensitive after coming, and Jordan was careful not to provide any further stimulation. Instead, he just held Jerry's still rigid cock in his warm, wet mouth while he basked in his first ever orgasm given by someone other than his own hand.

"Oh...oh," Jerry said again, "that was so good. The best feeling ever," he panted, "thanks."

"You're welcome," Jordan said, finally coming up off his cock, which was wet with spit, but otherwise clean.

"Now, you've practiced giving and you've received, now it's my turn to get the real thing and reap the rewards," Seth chuckled, "and I am open for business," he added jumping onto his back and presenting his hard uncut cock. At just over 4 inches, he was bigger than both the other two boys, and his foreskin had a long nozzle which made him appear even longer.

Jerry knew there were some boys who were still intact, but he'd never seen an uncut penis up close, and of course never handled one, let alone put one in his mouth, but he was in no way repulsed at the idea of it. In fact, he was intrigued by the looks of Seth's cock and eager to get a close up look and feel of it.

"Go for it," Seth said grinning, "and in case you don't know how it works, if you pull the skin back it's just like yours."

"Yeah, it's pretty cool the way it works," Jordan added, "he don't even need lube when he jerks it, he just moves the skin up and down on it. And it tastes different too. I guess cause precum collects under the skin, but it's not gross or anything. It...it actually tastes good," Jordan said, revealing thoughts he'd yet to share with Seth.

"Yeah, I taste really good," Seth chuckled, "come on Jerry, show me what you've learned."

"Okay, if I do it wrong, just tell me," Jerry said moving between Seth's wide open legs.

Even Seth's balls were bigger, Jerry decided as he moved in close getting his first ever close up look at a boy's junk, and loving the heck out of it. Then reaching for Seth's throbbing cock with one hand, and his ball sack with the other, he began to explore.

Slowly he pulled back Seth's foreskin revealing a flaring mushroom head that was oozing a bit of precum from the piss slit. Jerry ran his finger through the goo, causing Seth to moan, and Jerry looked up to make sure he was okay.

"That's good," Seth assured him, "you're doing great," he added, sighing contentedly.

"He likes it when you lick around the head," Jordan said, wishing it was him working on Seth's prick. He wasn't exactly jealous, he just felt left out.

"Hey, I have an idea," Seth said brightly, "you could both lick it. Each of you get on a side and lick it like an ice cream cone."

Jordan liked that idea and was quick to move into position and begin. Jerry seemed lost in the act as he explored Seth's cock with his small pink tongue, occasionally brushing against Jordan's tongue in the process.

After the third time, Seth, who was holding his head up and watching the two, said, "You two can kiss, it's okay. Then go back to licking," he added chuckling.

"Wanna?" Jordan said, totally swept up in the moment and eager to do anything, everything.

Jerry nodded, then licked his lips in preparation and leaned in to meet Jordan's hungry mouth. Jerry wasn't quite as experienced a kisser as Jordan, but he was a fast learner and soon was moaning as the two swapped spit and their tongues dueled in each other's mouth.

"Enough, more sucking, less kissing," Seth commanded, "take turns, one can suck, then the other," then after a few minutes of this he added, "Yeah, I'm loving this, having two suckers on me."

"Am I doing okay?" Jerry asked when it was Jordan's turn.

"Yes, you're doing fine, you ready for the finish? Cause I am def ready to blow. Jordy, let Jerry have it, okay?"

Jordan nodded after pulling off, again not jealous exactly, but wishing it was him who finished Seth off. He guessed it was best if Jerry did it though, that way he'd be totally experienced and maybe he could do  him next.

"Okay, Jerry go deep if you can, and lots of suction, lots of tongue, and...oh...oh, yeah, that's it. Mmm...close, close...thar she blows!" he said being his usual funny self as he began to come.

"Mmm," Jerry hummed around Seth's throbbing spewing member. He was right, he noted, Seth did come a lot more than he did, but it was nothing he couldn't handle. He was amazed at how natural it seemed to suck off a boy and swallow his load, but he supposed that just affirmed what he already knew, that he was gay through and through. The taste of Seth's cum was different than his precum, a little thicker, but still pleasant to the taste buds, and not gross or gagging as he'd feared. He rolled the liquid across his tongue before swallowing, then following Jordan's example, he just held Seth in his mouth till he came down from his high.

"Oh wow, you're a fast learner," Seth said when Jerry pulled off, "thanks dude, that was epic. Now, it's Jordy's turn, and we can both work on him, but I get the prize, okay Jer?"

"Sure," Jerry said grinning, "that's fair."

After swapping places, Jordan lay back and sighed happily as the two boys went to work on him, Seth taking things to the next level as his hands roamed Jordy's body, tweaking his sensitive nipples and fingering his belly button. Jerry took note of Seth's manipulations and began to work on Jordy's lower body, rubbing his balls, then taint, thighs and abdomen.

"Uhh, that's good," Jordan panted, "I'm close Seth, better take over now," he warned.

Jerry moved off Jordan's cock then and began to concentrate on his body as Seth took over, deep-throating Jordy's cock before starting to bob up and down, applying a bit of suction and  using  his tongue for further stimulation. Within a minute or so Jordan began moaning and thrusting, then without warning he began to fire off in Seth's hot wet mouth.

"Ughhhhhhhhh," Jordy cried out as his orgasm swept over him, beginning low and traveling all through his body. It was one of those orgasms that seemed to go on forever, and Jordan felt as if every nerve in his body was involved.

"Oh...My...God," Jordy panted when it was over and his senses were returned.

"Good one buddy?" Seth guessed as he pulled off Jordy's still throbbing prick.

"Uh huh," Jordy moaned.

"Well, lover boy, it was fun for me too," Seth said kissing the head of Jordan's prick and causing him to moan once more.

"That was fun," Jerry said grinning, "thanks for showing me this stuff and letting me play."

"Hey, it was our pleasure," Seth joked, "right Jordy?"

"Ugh," Jordan said, still in a daze from his intense orgasm, "so tired now...gotta sleep."

"Yeah, I guess we should get some shut eye. Santa comes tonight," Seth laughed, "and I hope he comes as hard as we did," he added cracking up. Even as tired as Jordy was, he managed a laugh, and Jerry was doubled over as he basked in the company of his new friends, feeling better about himself than he ever had.

After a trip to the bathroom for one last pee, the three settled down in bed, only inches separating them as they fell fast asleep. During the night they would shift positions several times, and by morning they were snuggled up like three pups in a litter.

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Earlier, a short distance away in Mack's cabin, two very masculine men were exploring another side of themselves. Though this wasn't their first time engaging in sex with another man, it had been a while for both.

"I don't know how you feel about kissing," Mack said almost shyly, "but I can take it or leave it."

"Well, with my wife it was just natural, but I haven't really kissed that many guys," Mark laughed nervously.

"Well, I guess we'll just see what  happens then," Mack said, "uh, how about a few beers to loosen us up?" he suggested.

"Yeah, I'm a little nervous," Mark admitted.

"Me too, but it feels right. I'm usually not this uptight, but it's been a while..."

"For me too, but I am so damned horny," Mark chuckled.

"Me too," Mack agreed, "I'll get those beers."

Three beers later, after talking some more and getting to know each other better, they were at the touching phase. They took it slow at first, exploring each other's clothed bodies with eager shaking hands, then suddenly they were tugging at each other's clothes almost desperately.

Shirts came off first, revealing two well defined chests, both smooth, Mack naturally and Mark through grooming. Tweaking Mark's hard nipples and eliciting a yelp from him, he proceeded to bite at them playfully as his hand groped Mark's hardness.

"Uhh, I'd forgotten how good this could be," Mark gasped, "can we go to your bedroom now?"

"Good idea," Mack said pulling Mark up by the hand and practically dragging him toward the bedroom.

"Uh, I could really use a shower about now," Mark said sounding embarrassed.

"We both could, why don't we take one together? It will give us a chance to look each other over in the light."

"Good idea," Mark agreed as he followed Mack into the small bathroom.

Mack wasted no time shucking the rest of his clothes, all the while watching the other man as he too undressed. Mark was aware of Mack's eyes on him as he did so, but he was proud of his body and didn't mind someone else taking pleasure in looking.

He'd worked hard at his job and exercised regularly and took good care of his body. He shaved what little chest hair he had and kept his pubic patch neatly trimmed, and he noticed Mack's eyes seemed to be spending a lot of time in that area.

Both men were hard by the time they stood naked before each other, and they spent a moment comparing themselves before stepping into the shower. Mack was slightly larger, at 7 and a half inches, but Mark's 7 incher was a bit thicker. Not beer-can thick, Mack noted thankfully, thick, but not too thick, he thought.

Mark seemed especially interested in the fact that Mack was uncut, and couldn't wait to see his cock up close and personal. It wasn't that he'd never seen an uncircumcised cock, but Mack's looked especially intriguing, and he was looking forward to getting to know it better.

After adjusting the water to just the right temperature, Mack stepped into the shower followed by Mark. It was tight, but cozy as the two men soaped up, then took turns washing each other's back and getting to know each other's bodies as they ran their hands over the supple flesh.

"That feels good," Mark said leaning back into Mack's embrace.

Instinctively Mack had encircled Mark's waist and pulled him close, his hard cock resting in the crack of Mark's twin globes. His hands played lazy circles on Mark's stomach, causing goose flesh to pop up all over, and Mark sighed contentedly.

Nuzzling Mark's neck, Mack began to rub his cock up and down Mark's crack, satisfied for the moment, but hoping Mark was receptive to the real thing at some point. As for himself, he was comfortable being on bottom or on top, and was actually looking forward to feeling Mark's hard cock filling him up.

"Maybe we should take this to the bedroom," Mark sighed.

"Oh sure. Yeah," Mack agreed, pulling back some, "sorry if I got carried away."

"No, it's not that. I want that," Mark said, the blush evident in his voice, "I just want to see your face...when we do it."

"Oh, OH!" Mack said, finally catching on to what Mark was saying, "Oh, okay."

They rinsed the soap off, then stepped out and helped dry each other, neither able to keep from touching the other even now that the shower was over. Once they were dry, Mack led Mark to his bedroom and turned down the covers.

"I don't have any condoms..." Mack said, hoping that wasn't a deal breaker, "but I do have lube."

"I got tested last month, and I assume you're disease free," Mark said, hoping he didn't sound foolish giving in so easily.

"I haven't been with anyone in quite a while," Mack admitted, "so...I guess I'm as safe as they get," he added, chuckling nervously.

"Actually, neither have I," Mark admitted, now that Mack was being honest, he didn't feel so bad sharing that news.

"Great, so we're safe," Mack said pulling Mark down on the bed, "let me do a little exploring first," he said pushing Mark onto his back.

Then moving between Mark's open legs, Mack began to run his hands over the man's body, exploring, touching, tweaking, licking and kissing all over his smooth skin. 

Eventually he found his face in close proximity to Mark's, and despite saying they could take it or leave it when it came to kissing, they decided to take it. Their lips met, tentatively at first, then passionately as the kiss continued.

Mark's hands came up to pull Mack into the kiss, then his hands went to his back as he rubbed and caressed the other man's body almost desperately.

Breaking the kiss at last, Mack pulled back and stared into Mark's eyes. "Wow, haven't had a kiss like that for a while. My toes were curling," Mack said grinning.

"It's different, kissing a guy, but it's nice...at least kissing you is nice."

"Thanks," Mack said, giving Mark a last peck on the lips, then pulling away again, "but right now, I want to use my mouth on something else," he added with a devilish grin.

"Oh...OH OH OH!" Mark cried out as Mack moved to his middle and began licking his turgid penis. It had been ages since he'd had anyone use their mouth down there, and that person had been before he was married. His wife had never been interested in oral sex, except for herself, but he'd enjoyed coitus with her enough that he'd never really felt deprived.

"Mmm," Mack moaned lowly, "you taste good, and I like the bush," he added chuckling. "I should try trimming mine."

"I could help," Mark offered, then blushed.

"You're on," Mack said seriously, "later, but now...I want to see if I still remember how to swallow one of these things," he said opening his mouth wide.

Then plunging onto Mark's hardness, he barely gagged at all as the spongy head of his penis touched the back of his throat. He relaxed his throat muscles and then swallowed, causing Mark to cry out once more.

"OH, OH, OH! You don't seem to have forgotten anything," Mark laughed breathlessly.

Mack, unable to answer with a mouthful of cock, simply nodded and continued deep-throating Mark. Eventually he came up for air, and for a while he licked and sucked and bobbed on the hard shaft and head till Mark was moaning and thrusting, nearing orgasm at any moment.

"I'm gonna cummmmm," Mark cried out, but the warning came too late, not that Mack cared. His motto was: It's rude to spit, and he felt swallowing went along with the act.

But not in his wildest dreams had he anticipated Mark coming this much. It was almost more than he could handle as the geyser burst forth, forcing Mack to swallow as fast as it spewed out.

When the eruption had ended, and Mark's penis only oozed a few last drops, Mack pulled off, licked the head clean, and looked up at Mark with drops of cum still clinging to his lips.

"Damn dude, when was the last time you came?" he chuckled.

"I told you it's been a while. My wife used to say I made enough sperm to sire ten babies at once."

"I believe it, but I have to say...you taste really good," Mack said licking his lips.

"Thanks, to tell you the truth, it's been a long time since anyone tasted that," Mark said blushing.

"Well, it's been awhile since I did that, but I have to say, I really enjoyed it."

"Not as much as I did," Mark said, "I can return the favor if you'd like...or we can finish what we started in the shower," Mark said looking hopeful.

"If you're sure..."

Mark nodded, "But first, I'd like to get you ready. Not to be rude, but I haven't handled that many uncut cocks, and I'd sure like to give it a feel and maybe a taste."

"I'm all yours," Mack laughed, falling onto his back and spreading his legs wide.

His hard cock stood up proudly, the head just peaking out of his long foreskin, a single drop of precum glistening at the tip.

"Oh," Mark said taking in a sharp breath, "that looks so hot."

Then moving in so that his face was even with the object of his interest, he grabbed Mack's cock and slowly retracted the foreskin.

Mack moaned his appreciation and spread his legs even wider, indicating he was open to whatever Mark had in mind. Taking the hint, Mark reached down and felt up Mack's balls, noting their fullness and anticipating where they might be depositing their load. As badly as he wanted to taste that load, he wanted it inside him even worse, but there was no reason he couldn't get a taste of it before that happened.

Lowering his face, he flicked out his tongue and began licking Mack's shaft up and down, before finally encircling the head with the tip of his tongue.

"Ugh, feels good. You have a wicked tongue," Mack moaned.

"You taste really good," Mark said lustily, "but what I really want is this...inside me," he added squeezing Mack's cock gently.

"It's all yours," Mack said echoing his lust, "whenever you're ready."

"Now," Mark said moving up to fall onto his back.

"Great," Mack said grabbing the lube from the bedside table, "but first, let me loosen you up with my tongue," he said grabbing Mark's legs and pushing them high to expose his wrinkled pucker.

Even after all this time, Mack found the sight of a man's hole was as exciting as the first time when he'd been a teenager. The other boy had been Billy Caster, a freckle faced, red haired boy, so skinny he looked almost sickly. The two had been at Billy's house one afternoon after school when their innocent playing about had turned serious.

Billy wasn't even one of Mack's regular friends, but he lived nearby, and that day he'd invited Mack home to show him something he said would make Mack's putter stand on end. Mack was intrigued enough to follow him home, after all, he had nothing better to do, and soon they were in Billy's room.

It smelled like a typical teenage boy's room and Mack recognized the smell of jizz right away. He'd never thought about a boy like Billy jerking off, but he supposed it was reasonable. All teenage boys did it, so why should Billy be an exception?

"I got this from my brother's stash," Billy said pulling a colorful magazine from under his mattress. Then handing the magazine to Mack, he waited while he thumbed through it.

Mack was amazed at what he saw. Not only were there pictures of naked women, there were plenty of pictures of naked men as well, some looking quite young.

On one page two men were engaged in first, oral sex, and then...the most outrageous thing Mack had ever seen, anal sex. The two men were probably in their mid 20's and average looking body-wise, but they both seemed to be especially well hung.

"Like it?" Billy said reaching over to feel the hardness between Mack's legs.

"Hey!" Mack said recoiling from Billy's touch.

"You're hard," Billy went on, ignoring Mack's rebuke.

"Yeah, these girls are hot," Mack said lamely, for it wasn't hot girls that had caught his interest, it was two men engaging in fornication.

"Yeah, but what about those guys?" Billy giggled, "butt fucking, that's what it's called. Hey, wanna fuck my butt Mack?" he said as easily as if he was asking Mack if he wanted a soft drink.

"What? NO! That's queer..." Mack protested, but he was a teenager, and he was horny, and well...it didn't take long for Billy to coax him out of his clothes and into his tightest orifice.

He'd only lasted a few strokes, but it had been the most intense orgasm of his young life. Afterwards he'd felt awkward and embarrassed and had dressed quickly and made his exit, but Billy seemed unfazed by both the act or Mack's hasty departure.

There had been no repeat of the act, as Billy had moved shortly after that, but Mack still thought of Billy as his first, and sometimes with fondness. Billy knew what he wanted and he knew how to get it, so how could Mack really fault him?

Mark was moaning and pushing back hard against Mack's tongue as he burrowed still deeper as if trying to get his whole face up Mark's tight tunnel. Mark's hole opened up quickly, and after five more minutes of rimming him, Mack pulled back and grabbed the lube.

Working his slick finger into Mark, he soon added another finger, and finally a third until he had Mark good and loosened up.

"You ready?" Mack asked in a husky lust-filled voice.

"Yesss," Mark assured him, a quiver in his voice.

"Okay, I'll take it slow, but you look ready," Mack chuckled.

"I am so ready," Mark said sounding far away now.

Mack found he was trembling a little himself as he moved into position, throwing Mark's legs over his shoulders, and placing the tip of his unsheathed penis against Mark's gaping hole. He slipped in rather easily, then paused as Mark became adjusted to his invasion before pushing in just a little deeper. Inch by inch he planted his full length into Mark's hot tight tunnel, until at last his balls rested against Mark's smooth butt cheeks.

"In," Mack gasped, "so hot...so tight."

"You're so big," Mark said automatically, "but it feels so good. You're hitting my prostate just right," he added as Mack began to move slowly.

"Ugh, so damn hot," Mack growled, "then leaning down, he kissed Mark roughly.

The room was soon filled with the smells and sounds of two bulls mating, and the heat built exponentially as the act continued. Mack was swearing now, Mark moaning, and they were glad no one was nearby to hear their mating calls. The smacking of Mack's body against Mark's ass resonated off the walls, joining their cries of ecstasy, but Mack could hold out only so long. For it had been a while since he'd come as well, and Mark's tight hot hole soon pulled his load from his aching balls.

"Agghhhh," Mack cried out suddenly, then slamming deep into Mark's guts, he began to spew forth like a fountain, painting the walls of Mark's intestines with his sticky cum.

"Oh, oh, oh," Mark gasped as his own cock began to erupt, hands free, from having his prostate battered by Mack's thick cock.

"Man, oh man," Mack chuckled, "I never made a guy come this way before."

"I'm surprised," Mark panted, "as big as that thing is."

"Yeah, but you liked it, right?"

"Yesss," Mark sighed, "I've never came that hard before."

"You know, now that I think about it...neither have I," Mack said looking thoughtful, "at least not with a guy."

"So, I'm not your first?" Mark teased as they lay side by side now, recovering from their intense orgasms.

"Nah, but who's counting?" Mack laughed, "I'm not your first either, am I?"

"No, but you can count my encounters on one hand, and they date back to my teen years."

"Same here, barely," Mack said, "my first was kind of weird, but intense. I was 16."

"I'm afraid my first was younger, I was 13."

"Seth's 13," Mack noted, "and Jordan is a few months younger. I wonder..."

"Don't be surprised. It's like that sometimes with best friends, and from what you've told me, they're very close."

"I mean, it's cool. I wouldn't care if they were, it's just that, you know? You don't think of your own kid as being sexual. It makes sense though, I was a horny little fucker at that age," he added chuckling.

"I think I was hornier then than when I came of age," Mark agreed, "then I met Mandy and we got married and I sort of put all that behind me."

"Yeah, I loved my wife and never strayed, never had the desire to. It's only lately that I've been having these urges. I even thought about...you know? going online to find some relief. I'm glad I didn't though. Not sure I could handle that."

"Well, I understand how you feel, "Mark said, "you know,? it's too bad Jer and I will be moving on soon..."

"Yeah, too bad," Mack said frowning, "sure you can't stay a bit longer?"

"Well, we're on no set schedule, but money is sort of tight right now."

"That's no problem," Mack assured  him, "you and Jer could eat with us and I'm sure we can get you a discount on the site rental."

"This is all kind of quick, but we have a few days to figure things out," Mark said, trying not to show his excitement at Mack's suggestion.

"Yeah, you're right. Sorry, I'm sounding all clingy and stuff," Mack laughed, "It's just that it's been a while since I've been this comfortable with anyone. In fact, the last time was with my wife," he chuckled.

"Whoa, I'm not ready to get married," Mark laughed, "but I get what you're saying. Actually, I can't believe how fast things progressed, and how comfortable I feel right now."

"I'm hungry now," Mack said suddenly, "sex always makes me hungry. You hungry?"

"Yeah, a little, what you got to eat buddy?" Mark laughed.

Mack laughed too, "Sausage, but that can wait for later. Let's go grab a beer and a sandwich."

After their snack, they brushed their teeth and peed before going back to bed. This time they swapped, and Mack sucked Mack a while, then fucked him slowly and sensually, but Mack didn't come spontaneously as Mark had. However, with a little help from Mark's hand, Mack managed his third orgasm of the night before they both collapsed in a heap.

"We should shower, but I'm too tired," Mack said snuggling into Mark's warm muscled body.

"Yeah," Mark sighed, "we can get up early and shower."

"Yeah," Mack agreed, then pulling Mark closer he kissed him goodnight and they fell asleep in each other's arms.

The next morning, Mack woke first, peed and showered, then woke Mark who did the same. As much as both wanted a repeat of last night, they both felt this wasn't the time or place for it, but they hoped there would be another opportunity soon. Mack insisted on fixing breakfast for Mark and afterwards Mack walked Mark to the door where they engaged in a long wet goodbye kiss.

"I'll see you at the Kellys later, you should come early, we can hang out."

"Oh," Mark said grinning, "you don't think anyone will notice the sexual tension between us?'

"Who cares?" Mack laughed, "we're adults, it's our business."

"I'm not worried about the other adults," Mark said looking serious, "I'm more worried about the boys. Can you imagine what a shock it would be for them?"

"Maybe, maybe not," Mack chuckled, "after our talk last night, I'm beginning to wonder if my son doesn't  have a more active sex life than I do."

"I'm teasing, I'll see you later," Mark said giving Mack one last hug, "last night was great. Thanks for a good time."

"No, thank you," Mack said seriously, "and think about what I said earlier. I'd really like for you to hang around a while longer."

"I will...think about it, later dude," Mark said stepping out the door, "Oh, and by the way, Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas," Mack said as he watched Mark walk away. He was still smiling as he went about getting Jordan surprise gift from the shed and pushing it to the Kellys' cabin.

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"Hey, wake up, it's Christmas morning," Seth said shaking Jordan almost violently, "time to get up and see what Santa brought us."

For once Jordan didn't complain about getting up early, and by the time he was dressed, Jerry was stirring as well, looking very cute as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes. Still naked from the night's activities, he blushed when he realized he was not only naked, but sporting wood.

Before he could cover himself however, Seth had thrown back the covers to reveal him in all his glory and Jerry gasped as his hand went to his crotch.

"Hey, no need to hide it," Seth chuckled, "we've seen it, felt it, and tasted it. Besides, you got nothing to be ashamed of, you're packin' some sick junk."

"I need to pee, really bad," Jerry said sounding as if he were in pain.

"Yeah, me too," Jordan said.

"Me three," Seth giggled, "come on, we can pee together."

"I don't know if I can," Jerry admitted, having always been a bit bladder shy around other boys.

"Dude, we have no secrets, come on, give it a try."

It took Jerry a moment to get the flow started once they were standing there, hip to hip, penises in hand, but eventually he managed to drain his bladder and the swelling began to go down.

"See, told ya so. Come on let's get dressed. Jordy says his mom serves oatmeal and cookies for breakfast. Sounds like the breakfast of champions to me," Seth laughed.

Jordan raced on ahead while the two got dressed and found his mom dishing up oatmeal and his dad sipping coffee at the dining table.

"Good morning sport," his dad said grinning, "where are your accomplices?"

"Getting dressed, they're slow pokes," Jordan said grinning. Then glancing into the living room he added, "I don't see any big packages under there. Did you guys forget, or were you just fooling me?"

"Patience," Mr. Kelly said, "sit and eat your breakfast first. Ah, here's the rest of the gang now," he added as Seth and Jerry arrived.

Soon they were digging into their oatmeal and cookies, washed down with a big glass of milk.

"This is good oatmeal," Seth praised, "and it's perfect with a cookie crumbled up in it."

"It's a sort of Holiday tradition at our house, wherever our house is," Mrs. Kelly laughed, "some things never change."

"They were interrupted then by a knock on the door, and Mr. Kelly got up to let Mack in. He looked rested, almost glowing, and Seth wondered if it was because he'd gotten a good night's sleep or if he was just full of Holiday cheer. He had no idea what Mack was full of, nor that Mark was equally as chipper this morning.

"Ho ho ho," Mack said grinning.

"Are you hungry Mack, there's plenty of oatmeal left," Mrs. Kelly offered.

"I'm good, I had breakfast an hour or so ago." With Mark, he didn't add, and dessert was a thick creamy sauce straight from the tap.

"Ah, and I assume everything is set," Mr. Kelly said cryptically.

"Yep, it's a go Houston," he joked, "Houston it's a go."

Mr. Kelly laughed, noting Mack was certainly in a happy mood today.

"I'm done, can we open presents now?" Jordan said jumping up to rinse his bowl and glass before placing them in the sink.

"Why don't you go sort the gifts out while we finish, and then we can start?" Mr. Kelly suggested, hoping to keep him busy for a bit longer.

When the others arrived in the living room, Jordan already had the piles made for each of them, including Mack, and surprisingly, there was even a gift with Jerry's name on it.

"I guess Santa really did come last night," Jordan laughed, "here Jer, this one is for you."

"But how?" Jerry said looking surprised.

Jordan shrugged, "Dunno, but it's got your name on it, so open it."

They tore into their presents, and though most of it was the  usual stuff, there were some memorable gifts as well. Mack got a nice wool shirt from the Kellys and a baseball cap from Jordan. Besides the knife, Jordan gave Seth a gift card for 20 bucks, but the best gift of all was the gift of friendship and love they shared.

Seth had bought Jordan the entire set of Harry Potter movies, but he had to admit he was looking forward to watching them right along with his best bud. He too had a gift for later, which just shows that the two boys were thinking along the same lines now.

Jerry's gift was a Christmas card with a twenty dollar bill inside, and Jordan just assumed it was from his folks, who had felt as bad as he did about Jerry being left out.

"Thank you, uh, whoever," he said holding the bill up. This was more money than he'd had in his hand in a while, but he'd still managed to buy his dad a gift when they'd stopped at a Walmart on the way here. It wasn't much, a new wallet, but he wanted his dad to have something from him, and he also planned on giving this twenty dollars to him to help with expenses.

"Well, I guess it just goes to show that Santa really does know where you are all the time," Mack chuckled, "Kind of creepy, isn't it."

"Yeah, especially when I'm in the crapper," Seth joked, causing the other two boys to crack up.

There were a number of nice gifts from his folks, including a new pair of athletic shoes he'd been begging for, but still no big gift. What was going on here? Jordan wondered, but he was too flustered to ask.

Fortunately, Mr. Kelly was almost as anxious for Jordan to see his big surprise as he was, and he decided it was finally time to move things along.

"Mack,"  Mr. Kelly said nodding toward the man, who had been waiting for this moment with anticipation.

"Be right back," Mack said excusing himself and slipping out the door.

Before Jordan could question where he'd gone however, the sound of an engine being started broke the silence. It wasn't a car engine, Jordan noted, more like a motorcycle, or...dare he think it, an ATV...a four wheeler, like the one on his poster. Then suddenly it all made sense.

"Oh, son, there is one more thing," Mr. Kelly said tossing what appeared to be a key fob to his son who barely caught it. Then fumbling it around in his fingers, he saw it help a shiny silver key, the top half surrounded by black molded plastic.

"Honda," he said staring at the key..."what is this? OH MY GOD, it is...is there..." he said jumping up and running to the door, Seth and Jerry right behind him.

Opening the door wide, he stared out at the most beautiful sight he'd ever seen, a brand new shiny red four wheeler, and Mack stood beside it proudly, beaming brightly.

"Merry Christmas son," Mr. Kelly said as he and his wife joined the others, "but it's not just for fun. We figure we can use the ATV to get around the camp grounds quickly, make chores like hauling trash and wood easier, and save us some walking. I've already checked into a trailer for it, and the guy at the dealership said he'd have one for us in a few days."

"OH MY GOD," Jordan said once again as he came closer, running his hands over the shiny ATV, tracing it's outlines lovingly.

"You'll need to take a safe riding course, you and Seth both, but with supervision we'll allow you to ride it till we can get that done."

"You knew, all along you knew," he said to Seth, "but I'm glad you didn't tell me, cause this is about the best surprise in the whole world," he said throwing himself into his dad, then his mom, and finally hugging Seth, Mack, and even Jerry, who blushed brightly. He was just so happy that he couldn't contain himself.

"I have to call Lee," he said in a daze, "but first...can I ride it?"

"Not without this," Mack said producing two matching helmets, "always wear a helmet, and we may even invest in some padding for later, in case you ride off road."

"Uh, problem is, I um...I never rode one of these before," Jordan stuttered,

"You're in luck my man," Seth said grinning, "I just happen to be an expert rider, right dad?"

"Don't know about expert, but he's had some experience. I think he can teach you the basics."

"Cool, can we take it for a spin?"

"Climb on Jordy boy," Seth said strapping on his helmet, and off they went.

"Oh Dan, I'll worry every minute those two are out on that thing," Mrs. Kelly sighed.

"They're safer than you might think, and Jordan is a level headed kid. He'll do fine."

"And Seth knows better than to push the limits. I know he seems wild at times, but really, he's a pretty smart kid. He knows right from wrong, and he's pretty responsible. Sometimes I worry that I put too much responsibility on him, but he never complains," Mack offered.

"We trust Seth," Mr. Kelly assured him, "we've both come to think of him as part of the family, both of you for that matter."

"I feel the same," Mack said in a rare moment of sentimentality, "which is a good thing I guess, cause our boys are closer than most brothers," he chuckled.

"Yes, they are very close," Mrs. Kelly said smiling, "and we're very fond of Seth. He's a good boy, and his friendship has been good for Jordy. Seth has made the move easier to deal with for all of us. We were really worried at first, but once he and Seth met, the change was almost immediate."

"Seth's always been an easy going kid who makes friends fast, but he's never been as close to any of them till now. He and Jordan seem to have some kind of special bond," Mack said, then suddenly he had this epiphany. What if the reason Seth and Jordan was so close was because they had a crush on each other? He knew from his own adolescence that crushes between boys, and even some experimenting were common. He'd fooled around with several of his buddies when he was a young teen, though he'd never had what you would call a crush on any of them.

"Hmm...well Jordan has this friend back in Chicago, Lee, I'm sure you've heard him talk about him, and they were very close," Mrs. Kelly said, "In fact, I think leaving Lee behind was the worst part of the move for Jordy."

"Yeah, those two were inseparable all right," Mr. Kelly chuckled, "sort of like he and Seth are now."

"Well, kids that age, you know...they get attached pretty easy..." Mack said, wondering just how attached the boys were at this point.

They were interrupted then by Mark's joining them, and it was all Mack could do not to rush him and throw him into a bear hug.

"Merry Christmas everyone," Mark said as he was rushed by Jerry, who had no problem hugging his dad in front of the others.

"Merry Christmas dad," Jerry said excitedly, "you should see it, Jordan got a four wheeler for Christmas. It's so awesome. Him and Seth went riding, it's so cool."

"Yeah, I saw the two as I was coming up here," Mark said smiling. Mack had filled him in on the whole affair so he knew all about the surprise and could only imagine how happy the two boys must be.

"Merry Christmas Mark," Mr. Kelly said next, "It's good to see you again."

"Yes," Mrs. Kelly said then, "I hope you have a big appetite, we'll have a ton of food for Christmas dinner."

"I'm still full from breakfast, but I'll be hungry in time for dinner I'm sure," Mark said, finally daring to look Mack's way.

Mack smiled knowingly, thinking about what they'd eaten the night before, namely each other's jizz, and he felt a stirring down below.

"Glad you could make it," Mack said playing dumb, "hey, I was wondering...later maybe you could show me the inside of your camper. That's a pretty cool set up."

Mark almost choked, thinking about what else he might show Mack in his camper, that is if he could keep Jerry away long enough.

"Uh sure. You bet. I bought it from a buddy of mine that was tired of his wife nagging him about how they never used it," Mark said, "I got it for half what it's worth."

"Cool, I can appreciate a set up like that. If I didn't already live on the lake..." he chuckled.

"Yeah, it's nice here," Mark said looking out at the lake.

Any further talk was put on hold as Seth came riding up with Jordan firmly attached to his backside and grinning.

"This is sooo cool," Jordan said, "I'm ready to try now," he said swapping places with Seth. When I get back, if it's okay with your dad, I'll take you for a ride too Jerry."

"Is it dad?" Jerry said jumping up and down.

"Yes, as long as you're wearing a helmet and hold on tight," Mark said easily."

"Yesss," Jerry said doing a victory dance.

"Be careful," Mrs. Kelly said in her worried mom voice, but Jordan was already revving the engine, and off they went.

"I still say those things are dangerous," she sighed.

"No more dangerous than a bicycle," Mr. Kelly said, "it's all about being smart and careful, and I think our son is both."

"Yes, he's that, I'll admit, but I'll still worry."

"That's what moms do," Mack laughed, "but you'll get used to it after a while. It will just seem natural to see them riding around the camp."

"I hope so. Well, if you will excuse me gentlemen, I need to go back inside and finish my dinner preparations."

When she was gone, the men chatted about the outdoors, sports, and what fun the boys must be having about right now. Eventually the two returned, dusty, but grinning, and when Seth climbed off he handed his helmet to Jerry, who with the help of his dad, soon had it strapped on his head.

"Hold on tight," Jordan said once Jerry was in place behind him, "and lean when I do, okay?"

"Yeah, I know," Jerry said, "I rode with my dad that time..."

"Okay, here we go," Jordan said revving the engine, "see you guys later," he called as he rode off."

"Man, that thing is sweet," Seth said once the ATV was far enough away that they could talk, "I wish I had one of those."

"Forget it kid," Mack laughed, "you'll have to be content to share with Jordan. I'm just the hired help," he chuckled.

"I like to think of  you as the working partner," Mr. Kelly said smiling, "shall we go back inside men and see what's on the tube?"

The two men followed Mr. Kelly inside, but Seth insisted on hanging around outside and waiting for the other two boys to come back. He sat on the wooden bench on the porch and waited, thinking about life, and especially how his own had changed recently. He blushed a little when he thought about how bold he'd been with Jerry last night, but he'd been horny, and Jerry seemed willing, so why not? As for Jordy, well...that was a different matter altogether. It was more than just fun, more than just sex, he really, really liked Jordy, probably even loved him, even though most adults would dismiss such an idea. What did they know anyway? He knew what he felt, and he was pretty sure Jordy felt the same way, so what did it matter what anyone else thought?

He was pulled out of  his thoughts by the sound of the ATV returning and he walked out to greet Jordy and Jerry as the 4 wheeler slid to a stop beside him.

"My turn," Seth said, "I get to ride behind Jordan," he said as he helped Jerry climb off.

"Okay, I'll be over there," Jerry said removing the helmet and handing it to Seth.

"You and Seth can ride next time," Jordan said easily. He was the kind of boy who believed in sharing his good luck, and had no problem taking turns. It never occurred to him to hog the ATV or leave Jerry out, it just wasn't in his nature.

He liked the feel of Seth's arms around his waist even more than he had Jerry's, and couldn't keep from smiling as they rode along. Life was good, and despite his fears about moving here, he was now totally committed to life here and most of all, to Seth.

 End Chapter Seven

Next: Christmas revelations.

Other stories at Nifty by Rob Warr

Christmas Eve 1975

Girls Suck, but Boys do it Better

Hollow-Weenie

Josi

Love on the Half Pipe

Loving Jake

Personal Heaven

Pudding Cups

The Gift

Trick or Treat, Smell my Feet

Viral Times