Date: Sat, 26 Sep 2009 08:06:19 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jon D <playbuddy123@yahoo.com>
Subject: Crystal Lake - 15

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Crystal Lake - 15

It was uncomfortably quiet around the supper table as the Danielson's took
a short break from the last of the Labor Day festivities.

"You weren't at the dock when I came down," Mr. Danielson said, looking at
Josh.

"I, uh, asked Drew to fill in for me. You don't have to worry about paying
him though, I took care of that."

Mr. Danielson looked down. "Still, it's your job, not his," he said firmly.

"I know," Josh said softly. "Sorry."

"So, where did you go?"

Josh hesitated, then answered, "To see Travis."

Mr. Danielson's face flushed a bit. "You left work to go see HIM?"

Josh nodded.

There was a pause. "Josh told me he was going," his Mom offered.

"So, let me get this straight. You left work on one of our busiest days to
see that boy?"

Josh loved his Dad, but the struggle he was having with him and his
attitude toward Travis was something he knew he needed to see to the
end. Just because his Dad couldn't deal with the fact that his son was gay
wasn't Josh's fault.

"Yes, sir," Josh whispered, "but I didn't do anything wrong, Dad."

"Yes you did. You skipped out of work, and spent the afternoon with HIM."

"Well, duh, it's the last day of summer and he is my best friend!" Josh
said with a little more attitude than he had planned.

His Dad looked at him, eyes blazing. "That'll be enough of that tone. Do
you think you can just leave work any time you please?"

"No!"

"But you did today?"

"Yes, and I'd do it again! You just don't like that I was with Travis!"
Josh shot back, angered.

His Dad got red in the face. "That has nothing to do with it!"

"It has everything to do with it! You just can't deal with the fact that I
love him! That's what this is about!"

Mr. Danielson looked stunned. "Okay, that's the way you want it? Well
here's what we're going do. You're going to clear the table, and then we're
heading out to the woodshed."

"That's not fair!" Josh argued, "This is your fault, not mine!"

"That's enough! This conversation is over!"

"Well, Josh did get Drew to cover, and he told me before he left, do we
have to make this such a big deal?" Josh's Mom said as if to help.

"Pat, I'd appreciate it if you'd stay out of this. Disciplining Josh is my
job!"

Josh stared at his plate. "You're not being fair, Dad!" he said firmly, "I
didn't do anything that I deserve to be punished for."

"Leaving work to head off to God knows where? Believe me, in my book you've
earned it!"

Josh thought about continuing to argue, but thought better of it, and just
bit his lip and kept quiet.

As Josh cleared the dishes from the table his Dad made a phone call to the
lodge to see how things were going at the restaurant and tavern. His mom
was in their room, probably freshening up a bit before her last few hours
of work. Josh was seething. His Dad seemed determined to not accept that
Josh had feelings for Trav.

Wiping down the table and putting the last of the dishes into the
dishwasher, Josh looked over at his Dad. "Finished," he said curtly.

His Dad glanced at him and hung up the phone. "Let's get going then."

The walk out to the shed was tense. There had been other times when Josh
had been crying, fearful, and begging not to get smacked with his Dad's
belt. This time, still angry, Josh was determined that he wasn't going to
let his Dad see him cry.

Josh turned on the light and his Dad closed the door. Josh knew it was
time. He turned to face the tool bench, undid his pants, and pushed them
and his underpants down past his knees. He laid his chest on the bench,
gritted his teeth, and waited, reluctantly offering up his ass to whatever
his Dad had in mind.

Josh heard the clink of his Dad's belt as it came undone, then the soft
pulling sound as it slid through the belt loops of his pants. Josh waited
uneasily for the first smack.

Moments passed, and nothing happened, no crack of the belt, no stinging
bite. Another long minute and still nothing.

"This isn't going to make any difference is it?" His Dad said, finally
acknowledging the obvious.

"No!" Josh said bitterly.

"You're still going to see him, no matter what."

"Yeah," Josh said quietly, "so let's just get this over with."

There was another moment of silence.

"Pull your pants up, turn around."

Puzzled, Josh looked back, and seeing his Dad's face, did as he was told.

"The day you were born was the happiest day of my life. I couldn't imagine
anything better than being a father. I was so proud to have a son. Now I
don't know what I feel."

Josh got a knot in the pit of his stomach; he could see the struggle in his
Dad's eyes.

"You're still my son, I love you just like before, but I don't approve of
what you're doing with that boy."

"His name's Travis, Dad, not `that boy'" Josh whispered, his eyes growing
wet. "Can't you see I love him?" he asked softly.

Mr. Danielson took in a deep breath and let it out.

"You're grounded for two weeks. You didn't do your job and you talked back
to me. This is a business and no employee can come and go as they please,
and you certainly know better than to talk to your Dad like that."

"Yes, sir," Josh sniffed.

"Josh, the grounding doesn't have anything to do with you and Travis."

Josh held back his tears.

His Dad sighed. "What am I going to do with you?" he whispered.

Josh wrapped his arms around his Dad's waist, and rested his head on his
chest. "How about just loving me?" he said softly.

They held each other tenderly.

"Why can't you be like other boys?" his Dad asked gently.

"Because I'm me," Josh whispered and then started to cry.

* * * *

Travis was happy to see Josh walking up the road as he waited by the
mailboxes for the school bus.

"Hey!" he grinned when Josh got close, "How's my number one boyfriend?"

Josh smiled, "You mean you have more than one?"

"No," Travis chuckled, "Did I say that?"

Josh grinned. "You ready for the first day of school?" He said, dropping
his backpack to the ground beside Travis's.

"Yup."

"The kid's are cool, you'll be fine!"

"Fuck them. It's the teachers I'm worried about!" Travis laughed.

The bus pulled up a few minutes later and the guys scrambled on. There were
fewer than ten kids on board, spread out almost evenly on either side of
the aisle.

"Go to the back," Josh suggested as the bus started up and headed out to
the main road.

Tossing their packs on the floor, the guys huddled in the last seat.

"Dreamed about you last night," Travis whispered, reaching for Josh's hand
and giving it a squeeze.

"Yeah, me too," Josh said with a tender smile. "We were in the space
station again!" he giggled.

Travis grinned, "So, how's your butt today?"

"Pretty good, but it needs some rest after the work out you gave it
yesterday. Josh laughed. "Oh, and by the way, I almost got it whupped
because of you."

"What?" Travis grew concerned.

"Dad didn't like that I left work, and he liked it even less when he found
out I was with you."

"What did he do?" Travis hated how Mr. Danielson usually dealt with Josh.

"Took me out to the shed," Josh paused, "had my pants down and was ready to
give it to me good, but then he changed his mind."

"Why?"

"I don't know for sure, maybe he figured out it wasn't going to change
anything."

Travis was quiet for a minute sorting out his thoughts. "Is that good?" he
asked quietly.

"Yeah, I think maybe it is," Josh whispered.

* * * *

Josh showed Trav where the main office was located, and stayed with him
until he got squared away. All his papers were in order; his folks had
finished enrolling him, so all he really had to do was pick up his class
schedule.

The guys quickly compared classes and found out they were in the same
English class, Physical Education, US Government, and History. Travis had
an advanced Algebra class when Josh had Consumer math, and Josh was in
Biology when Trav had Chemistry.

With a little fast talking and a few pleading looks, the guys managed to
get Trav's homeroom changed to the same one as Josh. They also switched a
study hall so they could both have the same lunch period.

"Wow, the teachers here are really nice!" Trav laughed as they left the
office. "Back at my old school they would have said, `that's your schedule,
deal with it!'

"Well, there aren't that many kids here!" Josh smiled. "I guess they try to
help when they can."

The morning went quickly with most of the time being spent on getting
textbooks, locker assignments, and making visits to all their classes. For
lunch, they were served some kind of mystery meat gravy poured over mashed
potatoes, with applesauce, bread and butter, green beans, and milk. There
was a chocolate chip cookie for desert.

"Now I really miss your Mom's cooking," Travis said with a frown.

The guys sat at the far end of the lunch room with kids about their
age. Older kids seemed to be grouped closer to the front.

"Hey, girls!" Drew joked as he slid into a seat next to Josh.

"Shut the fuck up!" Trav whispered, quickly looking around to see if anyone
had heard.

"Relax," Drew chuckled, "Your secret's safe!" He smiled. "So, how's the
first day?" he mumbled, stuffing his mouth with bread.

"Okay so far," Josh beamed. "Trav and I have almost the same schedule!"

"Cool," Drew grinned. "What do you guys have this afternoon?"

"Sign ups for clubs, sports, stuff like that!" Josh shrugged.

"So, when are you going to get started on finding me a boyfriend?" Drew
laughed.

Trav coughed, apparently having swallowed wrong when he heard the word
`boyfriend'. Drew pounded him on the back a couple of times, until he waved
him off.

"I'm working on it," Josh giggled. "I thought I'd go up to Gregg Sparks
after football practice and tell him `Drew Jamison' thinks you're fucking
hot! Wanna be his boyfriend?"

Drew's eyes nearly popped out. "No way! You're not really going to do it,
are you?" Come on Josh, please?" He pleaded, "The star quarterback?"

Josh grinned, and then laughed. "Relax, just kidding!" he smiled.

"Oh fuck, don't scare me like that!" Drew said, rolling his eyes.  * * * *

Josh sighed.  The ride home late that afternoon was boring. The excitement
of the first day had worn off, and the weariness of being up early and busy
all day had set in.

"So you're grounded for how long?" Trav asked softly as kids chattered away
in the front of the bus.

"Two weeks!" Josh frowned.

"That's a long time!" Trav sighed, "I can't wait two weeks."

"For what?" Josh laughed.

Trav grinned, "You know what!"

It was quiet for a minute as both guys tried to hold back their laughter.

"We need a plan!" Trav finally said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll work on it," Josh said, grinning playfully.

"Well, I hope you work on it a whole lot faster than finding Drew a
boyfriend. I don't want my balls to turn blue and fall off!"

Josh laughed.

* * * *

The second day of classes followed the normal school routine, with fifty
minute class periods. Students had ten minutes to get to their next
room. Josh and Trav shared a study period just before lunch.

"So, how you coming on the plan?" Trav whispered to Josh when the teacher
had his back turned.

Josh grinned. "It's almost ready. I can get us out of here tomorrow. I have
a friend that's going to help us."

"How we gonna do it?"

"We'll get a note signed by the football coach. The equipment manager will
need help straightening up the storeroom."

"And?"

"And the storeroom has a lock, and the walls are lined with wrestling
mats!"

Trav grinned. "You know, for a geek, you can be a pretty sneaky guy!"

Josh grinned. "It helps to know people!"


* * * *

The next day, ten minutes after Josh and Trav started study hall, there was
a knock on the door, and a freshman girl handed a note to Mr. Hayward. He
read it and called Josh and Trav to the front.

"Coach Hendrix needs you in the storeroom."

"Yes, sir!" The boys said softly, and quickly went back to get their
things.

A cute native boy, Cody Ravenfeather, was waiting for them at the storeroom
door. "I'm not going to get in trouble for this, right?" he asked Josh with
a serious look.

"It'll be fine. Besides, you're really going to like using my telescope for
a week."

Cody grinned, "Yeah I can't wait. I've been writing down everything I want
to see."

"Cody's in the astronomy club," Josh explained to Trav, "We're helping each
other out."

Cody handed Josh the keys. He looked at Trav and then back to Josh. "You're
not going to just sort boxes are you?" he whispered as Trav stepped away.

Josh hesitated for a moment, decided he could trust Cody, blushed and said,
"Just between us?" Cody nodded, "Trav's my boyfriend."

Cody smiled. "That's so cool! I wish I had somebody I could take in there."

"Thanks for helping us," Josh said softly and sent him on his way.

The room wasn't huge, tucked in the back of the gym it held equipment for
all the sports. Trav turned on the lights and Josh locked the door.

"Let's pull down a wrestling mat," Josh suggested.

The guys got one off the pegs and dropped it to the floor.

Trav grinned and wrapped his arms around Josh, kissing him softly. "I'm
glad you found this place."

Josh kissed him back, this time opening his mouth. The second kiss was deep
and passionate. The guys rubbed their crotches together. Trav grabbed Josh
by the ass and pulled him closer.

"I'm so fucking hard," Trav whispered.

Josh reached down and gave him a grope. "No kidding," he smiled.

"How about you?"

"Hard as a rock," Josh giggled.

Josh reached for Trav's belt as the boys kissed again; he unbuckled it,
unbuttoned his jeans, and tugged them open. He gave Trav's dick a few
strokes and then reached around and took an ass cheek in each hand. Pulling
him gently forward against his crotch, he squeezed his boyfriend's butt.

"Wanna help me get my dick out?" Josh whispered as they stood wrapped in
each other's arms.

"Yeah," Trav smiled, and moments later he had Josh's penis in his hand and
was stroking it softly.

With their pants around their ankles, the guys masturbated each other for a
couple of minutes, kissing deeply.

"Lay down," Josh finally said, pulling back from the kiss.

Trav sat down on the mat, pulled his shoes off, kicked off his pants, and
then lay on his back. Josh knelt down beside him and pushed his shirt up so
he could have a clear shot at his dick.

"Let's see if I remember how to do this," Josh giggled as he went down and
took Trav into his mouth.

He wrapped his tongue around Trav's pole, licked his way up to the head,
and then sucked. Moments later, he opened wider and took him further down
his throat.

"Oh yeah, that's nice," Trav whispered as Josh settled into their usual
routine.

Josh played with Trav's nut sack as he slowly stroked and sucked. He didn't
hurry, wanting to give Trav as much pleasure as possible. Trav reached for
his head and guided Josh up and down on his dick. The two quietly worked to
get Trav to the point of shooting.

"Suck it some more," Trav moaned softly as Josh took his mouth off briefly
and wiped his lips.

He went back down and licked Trav's pee slit, and then swallowed him deep.

"Oh fuck. That's it, do it that way!" Trav groaned, lifting his ass off the
mat and thrusting into Josh's warm mouth.

The soft sounds of sucking, licking, and an occasional moan were all that
could be heard.

"Uh, Josh!" Trav warned as he thrust up a little more urgently.

But the warning came too late; Trav was already pumping jizz down Josh's
throat. Josh felt three strong shots of cream hit the back of his mouth. He
gulped down the first, and just managed to hold on to the second and third
before swallowing them as well. Trav moaned in satisfaction, and then lay
back relaxed.

Josh looked at the smile on his boyfriend's face and then went to work
cleaning Trav's shaft, by licking it from top to bottom.

"You don't know how much I needed that!" Trav chuckled as Josh finished up.

"I bet I can guess," he laughed.

"So what about you?" Trav asked a couple of minutes later.

"Did you bring your stuff?" Josh giggled, "I think I want to plough your
ass."

Trav blushed. "Here?" he said a little embarrassed.

"Well, you kind of owe me," Josh teased.

Trav nodded, "Yeah, I guess so. It's in my backpack. I brought it along
because I thought maybe I'd get to use it on you." he laughed.

Josh gave him a playful look, and then rolled to his back and pulled off
his shoes and pants, just like Trav had done a few minutes earlier.

He went to his own backpack and dug out the condoms, and then to Trav's to
get the lube.

There wasn't any need to get Josh hard, his cock was already standing tall
and flat against his belly. He tore the end off of a wrapper and then
rolled the condom over the head of his dick and down the shaft.

"Ready to lose your cherry?" he joked as he lubed up.

Trav nodded, but with a look of concern.

Josh took a quick look around the room, trying to decide how best to do
this. "Why don't you bend over that," He said, glancing in the direction of
the gymnastic horse.

Trav got up and bent over the apparatus, sticking his ass out, and planting
his feet wide apart.

Josh got behind him, pried open his butt cheeks with one hand and squeezed
lube into his crack with the other. The tube made a little farting sound as
it spit out the clear gel. Josh snapped the cap down tight and dropped it
to the floor.

Bending down, he took a look at Trav's hole. "You've got a cute little
pucker," he laughed, sticking his finger into the crease of Trav's ass and
spreading the stuff around, then gently sliding his finger up his hole.

"Uh," Trav grunted as Josh gave his finger a twist and pushed in a little
deeper.

"You okay?" Josh whispered as he played around in there.

"Yeah, it feels kind of good."

Josh gave it a little more time, turning his finger around, pulling it out
and then pushing it back in, trying to loosen Trav up.

"Ready?" he asked softly.

"Yeah, go ahead."

Josh stepped close, lined up his dick, and slowly pushed. Trav grunted,
spread his legs a little further, and pushed back. Surprisingly, Josh felt
himself slide past the tight ring, and into Trav's ass.

"Fuck, it's in!" Josh whispered.

"Put it all in there," Trav grunted, squirming to keep the angle right.

Josh pulled back slightly, and then eased forward again, this time going a
little deeper. He did that several times until he felt his pubes snuggled
up against Trav's ass.

"Oh, fuck, that's nice!" Josh groaned, finally in balls deep. "You still
okay?" he asked.

"Yeah, it feels weird, but I kind of like it!"

Josh pulled back and rocked forward, establishing a steady motion. Trav
made a soft noise a few times when Josh thrust in deep, but it didn't seem
to hurt him.

Josh grabbed the handles of the horse and held himself tight against his
boyfriend. He thrust his dick as far as he could up Trav's ass and then
rooted it around up there.

"Like that?" Josh grunted.

"Yeah," Trav moaned, "do it some more!"

Josh put his hands on Trav's waist and started to put his legs into the
fuck, steadily increasing his speed. Soon he was slamming his dick as hard
as he could up his boyfriend's butt. Josh looked down at Trav's rear end
stuffed with his cock and he grew harder.

"Oh, fuck!" Josh moaned, enjoying every single moment.

He pounded Trav for a while longer, but then felt he was getting
close. "Almost there," he grunted, and slammed in, twisting his dick
around.

Trav was whining softly, "Give it to me, oh fuck, give it to me."

Josh's breathing was getting fast and short, his cock now practically a
blur as he slammed it in and out of Trav's hole.

"Gonna do it!" He finally moaned, hearing the sound of his nuts slapping
against Trav's upturned ass. "Uh, uh," he grunted as he let loose, and shot
his load. "Oh fuck," he moaned, holding himself deep in Trav's ass. Josh
felt his dick jerk four times, his cum spurting out in long blasts. "Oh
fuck, oh fuck," he whispered as his knees grew weak and had one of the best
orgasms of his life. He thrust his cock into Trav a couple of more times
and then finally stopped.

Standing still, his dick remaining deep up Trav's rear end, he tried to
catch his breath. "Shit, that was incredible," He whispered.

He wanted to stay inside Trav, but soon felt his cock shrink. Reluctantly,
he wrapped his hand around the base of the condom and slowly pulled himself
out of Trav's hole.

As Trav turned around, Josh carefully peeled off the cum filled balloon. "I
never knew I could shoot that much," he laughed as he showed it to
Trav. Looking around, he couldn't see a wastebasket. "What the fuck do we
do with this?" he asked, holding the sagging rubber.

Trav shrugged, "Throw it in a corner?" he laughed.

Josh smiled, "Sounds good to me," and gave it a back hand toss.

"That's nasty!" Trav laughed.

Josh glanced at his watch. "Shit! We're almost out of time!"

The boys hurriedly gathered up their clothes and pulled them on. The first
bell had started to ring just as they finished buttoning things up.

Josh giggled, and gave Trav a quick kiss. "So, did you have fun?"

"Yeah, even though I'm going to history class with a greasy ass," he
laughed.

Josh took a quick peek out the door, "It's clear, let's go!"

The guys hurried out and just made it to their room before the second bell.

* * * *

Sitting in the back of the bus on the way home, the guys held hands, but
didn't say too much. Josh occasionally squeezed Trav's hand, silently
saying, "I'm glad you're my boyfriend."

Climbing out at their stop, they waited for the bus to pull away before
wrapping an arm around each other and starting to walk toward Josh's
house. Trav had insisted on walking with him for a while. They stopped a
couple of times and kissed.

"Thanks for a great day!" Trav said gently after one particularly tender
kiss.

"How's your butt doing?" Josh asked with a smile.

"Good," Trav grinned back, "I never told you, but I was practicing."

"What? How did you do that?" Josh laughed.

"I shoved a carrot up there a few times, but you're bigger than they were,"
Trav chuckled.

They were quiet for a few minutes. The distance to Josh's house grew
smaller.

"Better stop here," Josh whispered, worried they might be seen.

Trav leaned in and kissed Josh one last time. "I love you so much," he
whispered, lightly brushing a few strands of hair from Josh's forehead.

"I love you too," Josh said softly, reaching for Trav's hand. He looked at
it and pulled Trav close. "You're the best friend I've ever had."

Trav smiled. "Is this another kissable moment?"

Josh nodded, and they kissed again.

"You better get going, or your Dad will give you another ticket to the
woodshed.

Josh blushed, "I hope he's done with that! Oh, can you give me our history
assignment again? I didn't write it down."

Trav opened his backpack and dug around for the book and copied down the
page numbers. "Here, you're good to go." he smiled.

"Thanks,"

Trav stuffed the book back in place, but then stopped for a moment. He
moved some things around, and then started to search more frantically.

"What are you looking for?" Josh asked.

Trav looked up. "The lube! It's gone!"

A cold chill went through Josh. "I dropped it on the floor when we were in
the equipment room."

"It's still at school?" Trav asked turning white.

"We're so fucked!" Josh said softly, also remembering the used condom he'd
tossed into the corner.

* * * *


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