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"Hey, where is AJ?" asked my brother Zeke.
I come out of the water and scan the beach, then begin to scan the lake. "He was right there sitting on the beach!" I say a little excited as I spin around looking for him. "AJ! AJ!" I shout as I hurry out of the lake.
"Up here," comes his giggly voice, up in the tree.
AJ is up in the tree with the rope swing. "Oh, little bro, that is such a bad idea. Just come down." His face just deflated, and I wanted to see him do it so badly, but if he got hurt, it would be my fault.
"Awe, let him do it! Go ahead, little man, I'm here! I'll get you." Zeke says it because he doesn't know, and I didn't have the balls to tell that face no.
"AJ, please be careful," I plead, and hurry into the lake.
We are ready, but we aren't ready for what is to happen. AJ jumps from the tree, and his scream of joy sounds great until he swings past us and up the other side. "Let go! AJ, let go!"
AJ let go, and time almost stopped with my heart, and then I heard Zeke say, "Oh shit," and if Zeke is worried, I should be terrified! AJ hit the water so hard, and he looks like he's trying to do a cannonball, but really ugly. Both of us are swimming as fast as we can, and AJ isn't coming up. The lake isn't that big or deep; he should be up by now. Just before we get to where he hit the water, AJ comes up and looks like he's hurt. I wrapped him up and all his weight rested on my chest. I swim on my back, pulling him back to the beach. He is shaking in my arms, and I know this shaking isn't normal.
"AJ, can you talk to me? Are you okay? Come on man?"
"Yeah, I'm good. I'm just cold." I knew he wasn't cold and by the look on Zeke's face, he knew too. Getting AJ on the beach, I take him straight to the campsite. Zeke grabs his clothes. I set him in a chair and went to get him a towel.
I have him stand up, and I wrap him up in the towel and look at him in his eyes. "AJ, are you okay? I have to know." I can see him looking away and worrying about his answer.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Nothing happened. It just knocked the wind out of me." I know he's lying, but I'll let it go, but I'll keep an eye on him closely.
Wow, hitting the water that hard triggered `the shakes' and it was so painful, I think I passed out for a little while before Zack got to me. But I can't tell him that is what happened, or I'd have to go home. No camp out, no party, no birthday, so I lied. I sat here in the lawn chair, wrapped in a towel, naked. Uncle Jack rides up and saves me from the look in Zack's eyes; "Okay boys, Zack and AJ get dressed, you're on watch. Zeke and I will get supper ready. He jumps off his horse and starts to undress. Zeke gives me my clothes, and I take my boxers and pull them on under my towel. By the time I'm dressed and hurrying to my horse, Uncle Jack is naked and heading into the water. I use the hitching post to climb so I can get on Stepper.
Uncle Jack pats my leg and asks if I'm alright. "Yeah, just had a bad jump into the lake." Then he pats my leg again, and I kick Stepper to head to the herd. Zack is just getting on his horse and glares at me the whole time, watching me to make sure I don't give him any evidence to make me go home. After a while, I began to feel back to normal with a little soreness. After a while, my little jump is forgotten, and we're joking and keeping the herd together.
Everything is great the whole time, and soon the sun is setting, and our turn is over. Man, my butt is so sore, and I am starving. I tie up Stepper and me and Zack feed our horses. Zack helps me with my saddle, and we comb them clean. Then we get to eat. We had barbecued chicken and beans. Zack could have sat anywhere, but he sat right close to me. Our bodies were touching, in fact, and it felt nice. I laid my head on his shoulder while we watched the fire.
"Don't be scared of me," Zack says in almost a whisper.
I thought about it for a little while and answered him, "I'm not scared of you. I'm scared of myself." We sat there for a while more, then he turned my head and kissed me, deeply and intimately. It is long and wet. It is warm and repeated. His hands began to take off my flannel overshirt and then my white tee-shirt came off. Zack moves me to the sleeping bag while he starts to take off his pants. My mind snaps at me out of the brain fuzz and yells at me, `This is it! Take off your pants! What are you waiting for?' I can't get my pants off fast enough. I put my thumbs in the waistband of my boxers to take them down.
"Stop!" Zack says hastily, and I did. A smile crawls across his face, a loving one. "Let me do that please."
I stood up and took my thumbs out and put my hands on his shoulders and moved closer. His hands move down my body, feeling every inch of me, and when he gets down to my boxers, I hear moaning coming from my mouth and I didn't even realize it was from me. My boxers hit the ground and his hands glide up my legs and a whimper comes out when I exhale. His finger reaches my balls first, and he lovingly rubs them, and then I feel them get wet and warm. I can't stop myself from making moaning noises. I have to cover my mouth so as not to let Zeke and Uncle know what we were doing. As soon as my penis enters his mouth, my knees buckle, and Zack catches me and lays me down. But he never stops, and my grip on my mouth gets tighter. Soon I couldn't stop myself. My hands locked onto Zack's head, and I howled, moaned, and squirmed. No one has ever done this to me before, and my brain is melting. My body is beginning to shake, my toes curl, and my grip on Zack's head tightens. My back arched, and I let out a scream as I hit a dry orgasm like I've never hit before. I might have blacked out. It is so good. My hard penis pops out of his mouth, and he looks up at me as I look down. Every once in a while, he licks it and my body jerks, making him smile.
"That sounded like you liked that," Zack says, with a glowing smile on his face.
"Oh, yeah. I've never felt anything like that. My head is buzzing, and I can't wait... can't wait for..."
"...another one?" Zack says as he opens his mouth to give me another one.
But before he starts again, I finish my sentence, "...can't wait for my turn to do you." I sit up and Zack is lying next to me with a huge grin on his face. His long penis must be at least four plus inches but looks ten inches in this moment. Licking up it, I cover the underside with slickness and once I get to the mushroom, I wrap my tongue around its edge and down the top making sure to suck the tip to get what pre-cum I can off. Its sweet and exactly what I dreamed it would taste like.
Zack moans and hisses, then says, "How do you know how to do this?"
I take my mouth off his penis and sit up looking at him uncomfortably, "My dad taught me." The look on his face says that he is so sorry. "He always called me a great cocksucker. I sucked his penis for two years before he... before he..."
"Stop. I'm sorry. I should have known. You don't have to finish me," he says, and gives me a hug. He rubs my back for a little while.
Then I broke his hug and smiled at him, "I'm not letting that man ruin this for me." sliding down his chest, I feel every muscle on his chest the same way he did for me, and once I get to his penis, I take it in my mouth again. I can't stop my hunger for this. I need to make him scream like he did me. His hands switch from holding my head to gripping the sleeping bag. The sounds he's making are so erotic that I think I'm going to have another dry orgasm, but I concentrate and try to make this the best penis sucking I can, Zack deserves it.
Penis sucking is like giving someone a massage, my dad used to tell me. Every lick, suck, head bob, and blow are meant to give the person you're sucking to not just cum as fast as possible, but to bring them to the brink over and over again. Zack, at this point, is screaming silently, giving me squeaks and hisses when he breathes. My tongue wraps under his penis and then around his mushroom as I suck and suck on the tip. Not yet, not yet... I let go and licked around his balls, taking each one in my mouth and rolling them around until I felt the tension release, and then I was back on his penis.
I need to nut so badly. I've never felt like this before, AJ is perfection and I think I'm losing my mind. This is the fourth time I've about exploded out the tip of my dick and my mind is so buzzing from the need to cum, I have no idea if he's going to ever let me. I am loving this.
"AJ, man, I'm going to explode. You best let me go... AJ?" He's going to drink my cum, I just know it. I'm going to cum so much. All I can think of is... he must really love me. My scream is so loud that I scare the horses and they begin to move around. I've not had an orgasm this hard since Uncle Jack fucked me for the first time. My orgasm is so hard that I feel a secondary orgasm in my body that isn't my own. From across the field, I hear a scream so loud it scares AJ, and he pulls his mouth off my dick, and even though he has drunk five of my ropes of cum, when he pulls off that other orgasm hits me, I cum four more ropes all over his face.
"What was that? That wasn't you!" AJ shouts, but I'm still under the afterglow and can't tell him yet, so I grasp his hand. I pull him in close to hug him as I gasp for air. "Zack! Are you okay!" He panics.
"Yeah, I'm good. Better than good. I'm in heaven. You are amazing! That scream you heard... you are so good, that my brother felt it." AJ pushes himself off me while I still breathe deeply. He looks at me like I'm lying and doesn't believe me, but when we hear a horse, I pull his naked body into the sleeping bag and cover us up.
Zeke rides up and looks at us in the sleeping bag and gets off his horse and walks up to us. Once he gets right up next to us, I tell AJ, "Look at his pants."
AJ is a thousand shades of red, but he turns and looks anyway. Zeke looks pissed because his crotch is covered in a huge wet spot. "I suppose you think this is funny? How did you two do this?" Zeke drops his pants, and he's not wearing underwear. His crotch is covered in cum. "Now I have to go wash off in the lake." He begins to walk without pants towards the lake and then turns to look back at us and adds, "Oh by the way, Uncle Jack knows too. I mean, how could he not with you two screaming and moaning like two hounds in heat."
I sigh and let my head fall to the ground before looking at AJ, who appears to be about to burst, and saying, "Shh... shhhh... AJ listen," as I wrap him in my arms.
"What are we going to do? If Zeke isn't messing around and Uncle Jack knows..."
I laugh and tell him that if Uncle Jack knows, he just got the biggest laugh out of watching Zeke orgasm and cum in his pants. He's been the only person that can make Zeke and I share a big O. It's only happened like three times since we were both able to cum. You... my little boyfriend, are the best blowjob giver I've ever had."
The pride on AJ's face is all the reason I need to kiss him deeply. The kiss lasts for a long time, only separating us to get a breath when our noses can't intake enough air. The taste of my cum is all over his face, inside and out. I've never been hornier than I am now. Soon, Zeke walks back and whistles at us. He changes into clean pants, gets on his horse, and rides out to the field. Then and only then do I break the kiss to whisper in AJ's ear, "I want to make you scream for your birthday."
He giggles and I turn him around to prepare his little, perfect bottom. Right away, he sucks my dick back into his mouth and begins to clean it off, but when I plunge my tongue in his little, tight rosebud, he loses all control of what he's doing. All he can do is squirm, squeak, and moan as I work my tongue out and into his little butthole. It relaxes and opens to me, and I keep at it till I'm sure he won't feel any pain. Jaw pain, sore tongue, shallow breathing, nothing stops me until I know for sure he will only feel glorious feelings.
"Zack! Zack! Oh my... my... I can't stop it..." and then he whimpers for me. It is more like a muffled scream. His body tenses up, his toes curl up by my head, and he grips my legs with a grip that would bend steel. His butthole constricts around my tongue, pushing me out. His breathing is heavy and a little wheezy, and I hear, as I see him pull his face away from the sleeping bag, "So cool."
I pull AJ up to me and have him sit on my lap with his legs as wide as I can get them. I wipe my two longest fingers in my cum that still hangs on his face. "Now if this hurts, you must tell me. Please don't lie to me like you did at the lake," After saying that, I slowly push my two fingers into his butt and for a second or two he winces, but before I have a chance to say anything, he lunges at me, kissing me and forcing himself onto my fingers.
Our tongues stay locked in bliss as he moans and grunts. I'm so hard and about to cum just from the noises he's making. Suddenly, he pushes me back and pleads, "Now, do it now, before I lose my nerve."
I begin to protest, and he reaches back and positions my dick over his hole, then sides onto it. His body goes rigid, and I yell, "Not so fast!" I grab my face as I adjust to the ecstasy, I'm now in. He's so tight and keeps getting tighter, to the point its beginning to crush my dick. When I get my bearings, I remove my hands from my eyes and AJ has his hands on my chest. His chest is heaving air, in and out, and his face only shows pain. "That's it! We're done!"
"No! Don't take this from me! I love you and I need to give you this!"
"I don't want to do this if it's going to hurt you."
"Don't you get it?" He's so upset he's crying, and I can barely understand him. "Everything hurts! I'm always in pain! I'll never be able to do this without hurting! I've only done this with people that want to hurt me. Just once, I want to do it with someone that loves me and I love them." He sits up a little straighter, calms down, and takes my full length in him down to my pubes. "See, I'm fine," he whimpers, with a tiny crack in his voice.
My eyes roll back into my head as the last couple inches sink into him and all my head keeps screaming is `Fuck him, fuck him now.' I sit up and look at him in his puppy dog eyes, and he whispers, "Please." So, I give in and place both hands on his hips and, ever so gently, begin to pull him towards me and then push him back on my dick. Back and forth, back and forth, then to change it up, I pull him a little to the left and hold on tight, so he does get unbalanced. I see a range of emotions go through his face and painful tears begin to fall from his eyes once more. Every bone in my body is screaming for me to plow into him, but I keep rocking him. By the look in his face, I don't believe I found his boy button yet, so I grip him tighter and spin him around on his back. He grunts a little out of pain, and I ignore it the best I can. Sometime after that, I think that is when I started to cry. To have someone love you so much that they are willing to do this to themselves for you is meaningful.
He mellows out a little as I pull his legs up to my shoulders and I lean in on him so his small butt will open up. Again, I bury myself in all the way and have to watch him wince. His eyes open and he sees the concern on my face, so he pulls me in for a small kiss. Then I sit up and begin pumping him again. I think I found AJ's boy button. His body is shaking every time I push in, and I spend most of my time making sure he is getting as much enjoyment out of this as I can. My head starts getting fuzzy and my hips speed up on their own. I drop one leg to my side and hold the other one high, making him turn to the side and giving me the most free range to really go at him. I pulled out to the tip and thrust it into him all the way. I watch as his little dick flops back and forth with each thrust. I thought a couple of these were going to make his eyes pop out, but he just keeps begging for more with each moaning and grunting.
Suddenly, he grabs his head and screams. His whole body jerks and convulses. The muscle in his butt constricts so much that I thought I was going to pass out, but my hips kept pulling out to the tip and thrusting in as hard as I could. After three of the hardest thrusts I could do, I shot rope after rope in him... I let go of his leg and put my hands on his chest as my dick pulsed over and over. I've never felt anything like this. Then, as my orgasm begins to die down a little, in the back of my body, I feel the second one build up and slam into me. I thrust myself in as hard as I ever did as AJ, and I screamed at the top of my lungs along with a scream out in the field. After every last drop of cum in my body is gone, I suddenly feel a sharp pain in my butt. I look towards the field and see Zeke laying on the ground. I giggle a little to myself, figuring out that my brother must have fallen off his horse after he experienced my orgasm. I turn back to my lover. Falling onto AJ, he wraps his arms around me, catching me, and he whispers breathlessly in my ear, "Thank you for tonight, I love you so much." When my hard-on finally softens enough to pop out of that still tight ass, I roll over and kiss him on the lips.
"There is one more surprise for you," I tell him with a sly smile.
"You do? I don't know if I have it in me. How can you do anymore? I mean, how many times did you cum?"
I giggle and rub his head. He smiles and leans into my hand. "It's not sexual. This present is from my heart. Please close your eyes."
AJ closes his eyes and peeks a little, and I touch his nose, "No peeking." I get out of the sleeping bag and go get a yellow backpack from the food wagon. Then I hurry back to the sleeping bag with my lover, I love how those words sound, my lover.
Okay, open your eyes," He's giddy with excitement, then loses some steam to confusion.
"That's my school backpack?"
"Open it."
His confusion turns to excitement again as he unzips his bag. He looks inside. I am so nervous. What if he doesn't like it? What if he thinks it is too childish? I can barely sit still watching the zipper go across the top of the backpack. Then I see his face and, as his tears begin to flow, I know I made the right choice.
AJ reaches in and brings out a new teddy bear. Its grey fur is fluffy. It is wearing overalls, and on the front pocket are seventeen black beads. His fingers go to the beans and glide down them. "I sewed them on myself," I said, a little embarrassed.
"I love it. It reminds me of you. Thank you, I love you so much." He hugs his bear and then hugs me tightly.
"You are most welcome; Happy birthday. I love you too, more than you could ever know." This makes him smile, and he snuggles up to my chest with his teddy bear, and soon falls asleep. I lay there thinking about what he said earlier and wondering if I'm going to be able to do this next time knowing that I'm hurting him. Should I try and avoid sex from now on or maybe we could work together to find a way that sex won't hurt him? Lust makes us do stupid shit, and I think I just crossed that line. I am going to stop thinking with my dick. I hug him a little tighter and my tears fall in his hair.
A few taps on my cheeks and my ears wake up enough to hear Uncle Jack whispering, "Zack, up and at them." I open my eyes and look around to see Uncle kneeling next to my sleeping bag. I look down to see AJ is laying on my chest from head to toe and he has me in an odd half hug with his new teddy bear locked in his hand's grip. I just look at Uncle and shrug. "I'm going to lift him, and you scoot out from under him," says Uncle. Uncle lifts AJ's nude limp body and I do what he says. AJ is so out of it, totally exhausted from his birthday present, that he doesn't even wake up, not even a little. I get out and Uncle just lowers him onto my pillow. AJ rolls himself up around his new bear and I cover him back up with the sleeping bag flap.
"Holy shit, little brother, what did you do to that little boy?" Teased Zeke as he strips naked and opens his sleeping bag to climb in.
"You should know, you felt it also. How's the butt? "I saw you fall off your horse," I replied, and he smirked, saying he did feel it.
I get a love smack on my bare bottom and Uncle whispers, "Enough messing around. Hurry and get dressed. I'm going to take AJ's shift. Meet me out there and no more messing around." Then he stands and heads to his horse. We don't talk to each other after that, and Zeke soon starts snoring while I put on my riding coat and cowboy hat. I saddle my horse and head out to the field.
Once out there, I take up my position and yawn, wishing I could drink coffee at my age. Uncle Jack makes his rounds and rides up next to me. "Did you hurt him?"
I sit there wondering how I should answer it and Uncle gives me all the time I need to think. "I think so. Uncle, he wanted it so badly and once he got me started, I just couldn't stop. I guess we both wanted it pretty bad."
Uncle Jack sat quietly for a moment or two and said, "I heard what he said to you, and that would have been hard for any man to tell his lover no."
"Should I have stopped? What if I really hurt him?" I whispered like I didn't want the night to hear me say it.
Again, Uncle just sat and drank from his coffee thermos. He screws the top back on and then takes his reins and says, "If you had stopped, he would still have been hurt, but it would have been rejection. Rejected by a loved one, that is a deep pain. A pain he already feels. I'm not saying you should have done it; I'm just saying, no man could ever be certain that stopping would have been best in that situation." Then like one of those old cowboys in the movies, Uncle Jack moseys off to start his rounds again, leaving me with my thoughts.
Four hours later, Uncle Jack rides up next to Zeke's bed, and I watch to see what he's up to. "Hey Zeke!" He shouts, and Zeke sits up and looks around. His eyes squint up at Uncle and Uncle continues, "Get up and get breakfast started. Once you're done, you can go back to sleep. "
Zeke huffs and lays back down, pulling his sleeping bag over his head to hide from the sunrise. Uncle walks his horse in a circle as he watches Zeke try to slide back into slumberland. "Do you need a love spanking? With you being naked, it'd be real easy to give you one." By this point, I was laughing my ass off in between my yawning.
Zeke gets up and gives me a sour look. Pulling himself out of his sleeping bag, he stands before me with the biggest morning wood pulsing with his heartbeat, and it just makes me laugh harder. "You know, it's not like I got to fuck someone's brains out last night. You know, if I was sure I wouldn't feel it also, I'd kick your ass!"
"Zack, stop it," Uncle scowls at me and then looks at Zeke, "and you just get to work so you can go back to sleep."
Without warning, AJ sits up and yells, "Kick whose ass?" and we all just look at him, then start laughing. The little boy crawls out of his sleeping bag with the worst bedhead, rubbing his eyes, yawning, and holding his new teddy bear in his other hand. We all watch him looking for signs that he's hurting from our little fun last night. He just looks like a tired little boy to me. If he's hurting, I can't tell. His little morning wood is standing as hard as it was last night. His naked body standing there in the middle of camp is so cute. I'm so relieved I didn't hurt him.
"And you, little screamer," Uncle Jack teases. "You get dressed also and help Zeke make breakfast. Welcome to the life of running cattle."
Zeke walks by and taps AJ's little dick and says, "I can take care of that for you, I'm much better at it than Zack." AJ, out of a half-asleep reaction, reaches out and smacks Zeke's morning wood so hard I hear the slap from where I am. Zeke grabs his dick and balls and drops to his knees, moaning in pain. "Why... why AJ?" I giggle at him one more time, as Uncle rides past me and I hurry to catch up.
We finished making and eating our breakfast. Zeke teases me the whole time about, "smacking my dick off," but it's the kind of teasing a big brother gives his little bro, so I kind of enjoy it. Once we're done, Zeke helps me saddle Stepper and then does his horse. Uncle Jack comes over and tells us that Zeke and I will be moving the herd to the river and holding them there till almost noon. He and Zack will wake up and meet us there. Then we will be moving the herd to cross the river to the west pasture.
"What about my friends? I don't want to miss them," I say, a little whinier than I meant to.
"You won't. They will be here this afternoon, and I'll be sending you and the twins back as soon as we get things set up in the west field. You will have plenty of time to get things ready for them. I have some friends of mine coming in a few hours to help me with the herd so you boys can have fun this afternoon and until they leave tomorrow.
Uncle Jack walks over and smacks my butt, making me dance a little, and says, "Ready screamer?"
"Uncle Jack don't call me that, it's embarrassing," I tell him as he picks me up by my waist and sets me on the saddle.
Once in the saddle, I'm fiddling with my stirrups when Uncle pulls out the back of my jeans and looks at my butt crack, making me shout, "Hey!" at the intrusion.
"AJ, are you wearing underwear?" Uncle asks me, and my blushing cheeks answer him. "Come on, get off and get some underwear on."
"Do I have to? Zeke's not wearing any," I point out as if that alone is reason enough to not wear any.
"I never wear any," Zeke says as he gets into his saddle.
Uncle thinks for a minute and then pulls me off my horse with a sigh. He aims me at where I have my backpack and smacks my bottom again, but it is a little more than a love smack like he previously gave me. My hand quickly goes to my butt and starts to rub at the sting. "No talk back, without underwear, your little boy parts will be all raw by noon. Then you'd be hurting. Good luck explaining to your friends why you walk all bow-legged because your little balls hurt to be touched. And hurry up, you're cutting into my beauty sleep."
I sniff a few times, fighting the urge to cry. I'm not sure if it is because of the sting from the smack on my bottom or because I must wear underwear. I take off my pants and pull on a pair of Batman briefs, then pull my pants back on while Uncle Jack just glares at me. He once again picks me up by my waist and sets me back in my saddle. Getting my feet in the stirrups, I give a little kick and follow Zeke towards the west field.
Moving the herd is fun. Zeke depended on me a little more than Zack did when we were on watch, and I didn't let him down. The pain I'm in is way easier to hide from Zeke than it is from Zack. Zack looks for it, and Zeke acts like he has no clue. Truth be told, I did have to fake a need to poop so I could go behind a tree and suffer through `the shakes.' They didn't last long, and I used a dead log to climb back onto Stepper without help from Zeke. I'm not stopping now.
The herd is set, and we are both in our places, keeping them pushed up against the river. They don't want anything to do with crossing the river, so we only have to keep them from going back or farther down the river.
I see Zeke yawning across the herd, and I yawn because of it. I yell over to him, "Didn't you sleep well last night?"
"I never sleep well when we're running cattle. I'm always listening for animals messing with the herd or horses."
Thoughts begin to swirl around my head, "Does that happen often?"
"Sometimes," he yells back with a shrug of his shoulders. He must have noticed my concern and added, "... but don't worry, that's why Uncle Jack and both of us have these," and he pulled out a 22-rifle from under his saddle.
"Cool, I didn't know you guys had those? Can I learn to shoot one too?"
"That is up to Uncle. It's best you ask him," he says shoving the weapon back into its holster under his saddle. "Hey where is that awesome new teddy bear?"
"I left it in the sleeping bag to keep Zack company while he sleeps," I replied, blushing.
Time moves on, and I pass the time by solving a puzzle cube. After every solve, I look around and make sure everything is okay while I mix it back up. Soon Uncle Jack and Zack arrive, and we begin to move the cattle across the river. No wonder he has us waiting. This wasn't easy. I had to use my rope, and after a few misses, I did rope the calf that had roamed downstream instead of crossing. Wrapping the rope around my saddle horn, like Uncle taught me, Stepper helps pull the calf across the river's rushing water back to dry land. Everyone is very proud of me, and I think I'm proud of me too. I couldn't change the smile I had on my face, no how. As I coiled up my rope, I got a fist-bump from Zeke and a hug from Zack and Uncle.
Okay, we're all set here. You boys hurry back and clean up the camping area, and I mean clean. Lay out the rest of the sleeping bags and make sure everything is in its place. If you need to wash up do it quickly, after the other boys are here," he pauses for dramatic effect." "...no naked bottoms. No sleeping nude, no swimming nude, you mother is bringing you a suit AJ, and no messing around. I'm looking at you, screamer." I blush and look at Zack who giggles at me. "I better not see one willy or stiffy for twenty-four hours, got it?" Then, to make sure we all understood that we have been warned, he tells us what will happen, "Don't make me spank your bare butt in front of your friends." We all promise, and he gives us all hugs and picks me up and sets me on Stepper. Then, one by one, we all take off to head back to camp.