Date: Mon, 26 Oct 2009 05:56:25 -0700 (PDT) From: Kevin Inman Subject: The Beach Trip Ch. 8 Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All characters in this story are made up. I have no rights over the stores, football teams/school, hotels, T.V. Channels or restaurants or any other Registered Trademarks mentioned in this story. This work of fiction contains homosexual actions between minors. If this type of material is illegal in your area by Country, State, County, Province, or City law, or if you are disgusted by this, then leave now. The Beach Trip 8 The next morning we were up at 9:30. We made sure that the hotel room was clean and all the trash was next to the trash can. We took our showers, to save time we took them in sets of two. I took a shower with Michael and Danny and Dalen took one together. After our showers, we packed our bags and headed down stairs to my parents room. They met us at the elevator and we rode down to the basement where the van was parked. We loaded the van and climbed in to head back home. Mom and dad sat in the front, Danny and Dalen were in the middle and Michael and I was in the back. Every time that dad stopped to get gas or to stretch or anything else, I tried to kiss Michael. I know my parents didn't mind us dating but there was still the respect thing, it's not like they kiss in front of me when ever they can. So I wanted to show them the same respect. It took us about 5 hours to get back home, but when we did the boys helped me unload the van. After we were finished, we went up to my room and started taking turns on the PlayStation. Any time we weren't playing, we were talking. At about 7:30 mom called up to us. "Time for dinner, boys." Mom said. "Yes ma'am, we're coming." I said. With that we headed down to the dinning room table. After dinner, Danny and Dalen both went home. Michael was to stay at my house tonight; then I was going to go to his house for a few nights. That way my parents could have a few nights with out kids. I didn't mind because I really liked Michael's parents, I considered them my own. Michael and I were cleaning the dishes and put them away. After we were done, we went back to my room and started watching T.V. We were talking for a while and then started kissing and making out. I finally felt like we were ready for sex. I striped Michael completely naked and laid him down on my bed, I then did a strip show for him and lay down on top of him. I started to grind my hips into Michael as I was kissing him. I then took his legs and spread them apart. I leaned down to his ass and stuck out my tongue. I began to lick his hole and he began to squirm. It cracked me up because he couldn't stay still. I then felt his hand on the back of my head and held me there. After he was good and wet, he let go of my head and lifted me back on to him. I was kissing him and remembered that dad gave me a few condoms in the conversation that my dad and I had a few days back. I went over to my bag and got the condom, I pushed it down into the corner so that I could open the package. I handed Michael the condom and I started to suck his dick. After a few minutes, he put the condom on. I sucked it two more times so that it wouldn't hurt too bad when it was going into my ass. I climbed on the bed and straddled his waist. I took his dick in my hand and aimed it at my hole. Michael took my butt and separated my checks apart. I began to sit down on his dick. It hurt really bad at first until I finally relaxed. I began to bounce onto his dick and he began to thrust his hips into me. We made out for about another hour. After he came, I lay down on top of him with his dick still in my butt and kissed him. As his dick began to soften, it slipped right out. He took the condom off as I just lay on top of him. I rolled off of Michael and we fell asleep in each others arms.