Date: Sun, 30 Jul 2023 23:42:36 +0000
From: planetcaladan@pm.me
Subject: Finding a True Friend - Al Part 3

Finding a True Friend: The Journey of a Lonely Boy

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This is the story of a boy entering puberty and his sexual awakening.  How
he becomes aware of his attraction to other boys his age and the mutual
pleasures they can give each other.

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End of Part 2:

We got dressed and went downstairs.  There was cold Pepsi in the fridge and
he pulled out some chips.  We watched TV for a couple of hours, ruining our
appetites for supper.

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Part 3:

Jim and I were both exhausted sexually.  We did talk about how we
discovered ourselves sexually though.  He told me that the previous year
when his brother was home from college that he had seen him jacking off in
his bedroom.  His brother had left the door cracked open a bit and when he
was walking down the hallway he heard a soft thwacking sound and moans. He
stopped and peeked through the door being ajar.  He saw his brother naked
on the bed, his right hand stroking up and down on the hard cock.  He said
he watched this for a couple of minutes and his brother jerked his hip up
and groan audibly as his cock began to shoot a white fluid out, landing on
his belly and puddling near the belly button's recess.  He said he was
curious and walked back to his room before his brother noticed.  He said he
took his clothes off and stood naked before the big mirror and began to
fondle and rub his now stiffened cock.  He told me it was a little shorter
back then, only about 3-1/2" long.  He said he kept fondling and stroking
his cock, the feelings were making him feel very warm and his stroking
increased.  He would reach a point and stop, letting the sensations subside
and then start again.  He did this several times until he could no longer
control it and he sped up his hand's stroking, he said his cock turned a
deep reddish color and then he began to tremble as a clear thin watery cum
streamed out of it.  It ran down his hand coating it and his now deflating
shaft. He said he took the stuff and rubbed it all along his softened cock
and balls, which made him get hard again.  He used the slick fluid to
please his yearning cock for more, reaching a second orgasm quicky that
time.  Jim said that after that he was hooked and jacked off at least two
times a day, usually morning and night.

I told him about my first experience where one night my cock and balls were
itching.  I said I scratched them and my cock responded by beginning to
swell and get hard.  My balls tingled and using my hand I rubbed and
stroked my cock's shaft.  I told him I would softly squeeze the rubbery
head, making me feel so good.  It took me nearly ten minutes to reach my
first ever orgasm, my cock throbbing intensely as my cum squirted into the
air, hitting my chin and neck then dribbling down my hand still gripping my
cock. I said how surprised I was at the sensations and I could feel the
fluid run down the side of my neck, wetting my pillow.  I used my underwear
to wipe up the sticky mess, noticing the odor of my cum.  I told Jim that I
had smelled my underwear after wiping up and how I like the smell of my
cum.  Jim asked me if I still liked these smell of cum and I said yes.  I
told him it has a musky manly odor to it, that I had noticed sometimes my
ball sweat would smell the same as my cum. He laughed, punching me in the
shoulder.

A little while later, Jim's brother Steve pulled up outside on the street.
The sound of his mufflers were a distinct sound.  We heard him bounce up
the front wooden steps and slam the front door.

"Hey Jim!  You're home early, what gives, I though you were gonna work late
tonight?  Jim asked surprised.

"Man!  That asshole boss of mine got pissed at the whole crew working today
for no reason.  Just because the concrete company's truck broke down and we
couldn't pour that big job we're doing for the new bank building.  So he
sent us all home... what a jerk!"  Steve said.

"Hey, who is this, man?" He asked of Jim.

"Oh yeah, I forgot.  This is the guy on the swim team I told you about a
couple of days ago.  This is Al."

Steve walked over and stretched out his hand. "Hey man what's up? I'm
Steve.  Cool to meet ya." I shook his hand, he had a strong handshake.

"Nice to meet you Steve!  Sorry to hear about your job today." I replied.

"No biggie really... I need to get cleaned up." Steve replied as he went
upstairs.

"It's a good thing that we weren't up in your room, naked on the bed,
having fun with each other!"  I whispered to Jim.

"You got that right, buddy."  Jim said softly, winking at me.

"Well I guess I had better get going now." I told him.

"Okay Al.  I'll see you tomorrow at the pool."



The next morning during the team meeting prior to practice, our coach told
us we would be having our first competition in a couple of days, on
Saturday evening.  We would be going to another town about 20 miles away.

The swim meet went quite well, I took 1st place in the freestyle and 2nd in
breast stroke while Jim took 1st in the butterfly.  The rest of the team
did remarkably well too.  We won the competition and proudly placed the
trophy in the showcase at the community pool.

Jim and I continued our fun and games with each other about once a week,
either at his house or at mine.  We became well familiar with each other
bodies, where to tickle and fondle our cocks.  We both liked teasing the
tender area underneath the cock's head where it form a V-junction.  That
part was so sensitive, a few times just using our spit and forefingers we
could make each other cum.  We enjoyed our mutual exploring, discovering
the joy of boy with boy sex.

About a week before my mom and I were going to go visit her sister in
Missouri, Jim and I had a sleep over at my house.  My mom was cool with it
and she liked Jim, realizing I needed friends. She was working late that
night at the hospital so Jim and I spent a lot time naked jacking off and
jacking each other off.  We talked a lot about sex and we felt that what we
were doing was not wrong.  We talked about girls and such.  We agreed we
both found girls attractive, but that they were kinda standoffish, snobby
and ran in cliques.  Maybe it's because they're going through puberty the
same as boys.  The girls always seemed to like the boys that were a year or
two older than we were.  We decided as friends that we could take care of
our horniness ourselves or together, because the bond between two boys who
share intimate pleasures seemed to be better than just being friends.

Our swim team had been somewhat successful through the summer, we only lost
two out of the five competitions we had.  The bond Jim and I had was
growing stronger week by week too.  I reminded him that in a few days my
mom and I were going to visit her sister in Missouri, he seemed
diappointed.  I reminded him that I would be back in a week's time and he
perked up at that.

Finally, the time came to go visit my aunt, my mom's sister.  She lived in
a small town near the Lake of the Ozarks.  It was called Camdenton, about
1,600 people or so.  A lot of tourist shops and stores for when people from
out of state came in the warm months to fish, water ski and camp.  My aunt,
her name is Alice, is a widow.  Her husband had been killed in the Korean
War and she lived off of his survivor pension plus she ran a small diner on
the main highway to the lake.  She had two children, both had gone on to
college.  The oldest, my cousin Jenny, had graduated and was living in
Kansas City.  The younger one, William was in his senior year at Missouri
State.  I rarely if ever saw them at all.  My Aunt Alice is cool lady,
always a cheery outlook and smiles constantly.  Plus she's a great cook!
Her country-style food was the best!

It was about a six hour drive from Cedar Rapids to Camdenton, including
stops for restroom break, gas and lunch.  Oh... I forgot to tell you where
I lived, now you know!

We pulled up to the diner on US 54 highway just northeast the town.  The
diner was called The Ozark Country Diner, it was a very popular hangout for
the locals and tourists.  We got out of the car and Alice burst through the
door, running to greet us and she gave my mom a big hug and then looked at
me, scanning me from head to toe.

"Well, well, who is this fine handsome man I see before me?  Surely this
isn't Al is it?"  she said as she tossled my hair and gave me warm hug.
"Marie your son is getting so tall and good looking!"

"He is at that Alice!" My mom beamed a big smile.

"Now you two come on in and relax.  How about some homemade Huckleberry pie
and big cold iced tea?"  Alice implored.

We went in and sat down at a corner table.  Soon there were two pieces of
pie and big tumblers of iced tea.  Mom and I enjoyed the pie and sat back
sipping the tasty iced tea.  Alice came over and with her was one of her
two waitresses that worked there.  She was fairly young, an attractive dark
haired lady with light brown skin.

"Marie and Al, this is Angela Delgado, she has been working here about 18
months and wanted to meet you two since I talk so much about you guys."

"It is so nice to meet you!"  Angela said, reaching to shake my mom's hand
and then mine.  Her hand was warm and soft, yet a firm handshake.

"Nice to meet you, Angela." My mom replied.

"Me too... you're a pretty lady!"  I blurted out.

She blushed and my mom looked at me with wonder.

"My aren't you a young flirt now!"  She exclaimed chuckling.

Elena looked at me and smiled. "Thank you Al, that was sweet of you.  I
have a boy about your age. You're 13 right?"

"Yes maam."

"Joey is his name and sometimes helps out around here.  I think he's in the
basement now bringing up some supplies for the kitchen.  I'll tell him
you're here.  He's been wanting to meet you.  There aren't too many boys he
knows around here, so he would love to have another friend his age to hang
around with."

She left to into the back of the kitchen area.  Alice told Marie and Al
that Angela was a single mother and her boyfriend, the father of Joey,
never owned up to being responsible. Shortly after Joey was born, he just
disappeared, never to be found again.  She had Joey in her senior year in
high school when she lived in St. Louis. She was of Italian descent and her
parents moved her away to avoid the embarassment and stigma of being an
unwed mother.  She said her parents were kind people and helped support
Angela, since her father was a big vegetable wholesaler in the St. Louis
area.

A few minutes later, Angela came into the dining room with a slender boy
following her.  He had on a cook's apron and he was about my height, maybe
an inch shorter.  His hair was jet black and his skin was very light brown
color, his eyes a dark brown.  He wasn't muscular, just sort of sinewy.

"Marie, Al, this is my son Joey."  Angela told them with her arm around her
son.

My mom smiled at him, "Well hello Joey!  You are handsome young man!  I bet
the girls just go crazy over you!"

Joey stood there blushing, looking at the wooden floor.  "Nice to meet you
both", he softly said.

"Joey!  Quit being so bashful!" Angela said while gently hugging his
shoulder.

I stood up. "Hey Joey!  I'm Al. Nice to meet you!" as I extended my hand to
shake his.

He grasped my hand and softly shook it.  I looked into his eyes and his
gaze was one of interest.

Angela suggested that us two boys take some time to get to know each other,
she suggested that we could go swimming down on the beach nearby.

Mom and I got settled into the cabin that was on my Aunt Alice's property
nearby.  It was a nice place with two bedrooms, kitchenette and a large
living area.  I unpacked my suitcase and grabbed my regular swim trunks
plus a towel.  I never wore a jock strap with my regular swim trunks.

Mom drove by the diner picked up Joey.  We took him over to where he and
his mom lived, which was another smaller cabin with an attached room on the
back.  We waited while Joey went and got his swim items and then mom
dropped us off nearby.

Joey and I went to the open air men's cabana that was used as a changing
area and shower.  While we changed into our swim suits I noticed Joey
glance at my cock and balls.  He smiled and turned so I could see his while
he pulled up his trunks.  His cock was about the same size as mine, slender
with a mushroom-shaped head.  His balls, slightly larger than hung mine
hung down low in a hairless sack.  There was a slight bush of dark hair
above his cock.  He looked at my crotch with interest while I too pulled up
my swim trunks, my cock snaking up and then slipping into the top of my
trunks. Smiling he grabbed his towel and showed me where to stow our street
clothes.

We walked onto the sandy beach, the water was a greenish-blue with murky
brown near the shore... we waded out into the lake, the water was a little
chilly but not too bad.  Joey then dove forward and began to dog paddle
swim around, laughing and enjoying himself.  He spashed me a few times and
I lurched forward into my freestyle stroke and caught up to him quickly.
Splashing him back I leaned back and tread water, laughing while he was
splashing around.  I realized then that Joey did not know how to swim.

"Joey, are you okay?" I asked.

"Man... I'm fine.  I'm just not a good swimmer is all.  Mom never could
afford swim lessons for me."

"I could teach you... that is if you want me to."  I replied.

"Would you?!  That would be so cool!"  He gushed, paddling closer to me.

"No problem.  I would love to teach you.  Everyone needs to know how to
swim.  One question Joey, can you put your head underwater or are you
afaid?"

"Well, I can a little bit. I get nervous sometimes."

"Okay.  Face me and together we'll go under the water standing and stay
there for a couple of seconds." I said.

"Um, okay."

"On the count of three, here we go... one, two, three!"

We went underwater, after a couple of seconds he came up burbling and
coughing a little.

"Try to keep you nostrils closed.  Don't breathe in, you can breathe out
though slowly.  Try that, let's go again."

Underwater for the second time, upon surfacing he was no longer gasping or
coughing water.  He smiled at me and said that is was okay.

For about two hours, I spent the time to teach Joey how to be comfortable
in the water.  Showed him how to float on his back without sinking, I would
hold him up while learned to relax, his butt was smooth and firm under his
swim suit.  I showed him how to tread water to move about on his back.
After his was good with that, I showed him how to tread water upright in
water over his head. He was a quick learner and after those two hours he
could do an easy version of the breast stroke, which he seemed to really
enjoy.

"Man, this is so cool Al!  I am so glad you're helping me with this." he
said in an excited voice.

"That's cool Joey.  I think my mom said she would be here in a little
while.  Let's go get changed and wait for her in the parking lot."

We went to rinse off in the cabana, dried off and got into our clothes.
Joey was more attractive to me than before, his body was very pleasing for
me to look at.

Mom picked us up and took us back to his cabin.  She said she would be back
later to pick us up for supper as Alice had a special dinner planned at the
diner.

Joey showed me around the small cabin him and his mom lived in, also
showing me the attached room in the back, which he used to sleep in.

"Hey Al, there's another part to this place.  It's a small shed down the
trail about 100 feet or so.  It used to be a root cellar or something like
that.  Wanna go check it out?"

"Sounds good to me" I replied.

We walked through the sparse woods down the trail, I could see a small
building, looked like a shack or similar.  Maybe about 15' x 20', a plank
door and a window in front.  Wood shingles on the low sloping roof.

We went in and Joey used a wood 2x4 to bolt the door.  I was curious why he
did that.  He checked the curtains, being sure they were drawn closed over
the window.  It was slightly musty in there and not much light.  He went to
a small table and found some stick matches, which he used to light an old
fashioned hurricane lantern.  An amber glow filled the small room. One wall
had a small couch against it. He then went to the corner of the floor and
pulled up a board, coming up with several glossy magazines in his hand.

"Al?  Ya wanna look at some skin magazines?  I found these a few months ago
when I was helping a neighbor down the highway clean out a rental house he
had where the renter moved out.  I put them in my scout backpack so he
never saw them when I left."  Joey whispered.

"Why are you whispering?  No one is here but you and me?"  I said.

"Oh... yeah."  He chuckled. "C'mon check 'em out with me."

He sat on the couch and set the pile of magazine in the middle.  I sat down
and he handed me one, it was like a Playboy only the women were completely
nude and doing things with their hands on their pussies.  I paged through
it and I was getting hard.  He handed me another one and this one had NAKED
MEN!  Oh wow! They were posed in full frontal shots, their cocks slightly
hard and some with full erections.  These guys had really big cocks!  I was
feeling warm and horny... my aching cock straining against my shorts big
time.

"These are cool aren't they?"  Joey asked.  "Does it bother you that I have
these?  The ones with naked guys in them?"

"Naw... not really.  I didn't know these kind of magazines even were
around."

"Yeah... me too!" Joey said.  "I find that I like looking at other men
naked.  Do like to see other men naked Al?"

"Well... yeah, I guess.  They do make me hard.  These guys have really nice
bodies and nice cocks too.  Maybe one of these days I will look like that
too."

"Al, to me you already look like that, really..." Joey softly said looking
at me, scanning my bulging crotch.

"Joey do you jack off or know how to?" I nervously asked.

"Oh yeah... I learned that last summer at boy scout camp.  I like jacking
off. My patrol leader shared my tent and he showed me."

"Cool... " I softly said as he began to fondle himself. "Ya wanna get naked
and jack off together?"

He didn't answer but just stood up and started stripping off his clothes.
I too stood up and stripped naked.  In less than a minute we were both
naked, facing each other with fully erect cocks bobbing in the air.  His
cock fully erect was thing of beauty, shiny and pulsing. The
mushroom-shaped head a deep reddish-purple with a deep piss slit, the lips
of his slit were pooching out. I could smell his odor, musky and sweaty.

His gaze never left my cock and balls, he breathed heavy as my cock shaft
was throbbing in time with the blood flowing through it.  He stepped to me
closer and stopped, I moved closer to him and then our bobbing cock heads
touched, making us both gasp as we felt the heat of the other's cock head.
We let our cocks touch and nuzzle together, our fingers guiding them,
letting them circle around.  A droplet of fluid oozed from mine, lubing the
area where they were touching.  He sighed, then he knelt down in front of
me, leaned forward and began to nuzzle my ball sack and groin with his
nose, smelling me, sniffing the musky boy odor.  He moaned and I felt his
tongue lick my balls, lick the cleft between my balls and upper thigh. I
was intensely turned on at this point, my rigid hard shaft throbbing with
excitement.

Joey, with his right hand, grasped my cock and began to lick it, sending a
wave of pleasure I've never felt before.  Then his lips slid over the plump
head and began to gently suck on it, using his tongue to make it wet and
slick.  I was gasping at the new sensations I was experiencing. The tongue
circling and licking, making it pulse and soon more clear fluid oozed out.
He slurped and sucked on it, then he slid more of my into his mouth, his
pursed lips forming a wet warm sucking motion.  My hips began to slowly
move back and forth.  He moaned, his tongue licking the fluid that was now
flowing steadily on his tongue.

"Oh.. oh... oh... Joey... ahhh... mmmmh... uhhh... ahhh... " was all I
could say as his mouth gave me new heights of sexual pleasure.  He
continued to slowly suck my cock, my whole body was shuddering, quaking, as
waves of electric warmth flowed through me.  Then my hips lurched
forward... my cum spurting into his mouth in strong bursts. It was most cum
I ever shot, filling and coating his mouth and tongue. He nearly gagged at
the amount of cum I squirted.

"Oh my Joey... it's so goood, sooooo gooood!" My cum still squirting into
his suctioning mouth.  This continued for several seconds, then I ran dry.
Joey kept his mouth on my cock, swallowing and using his tongue to coat it
with my cum making the sensation even more intense. A few seconds later my
spent cock slid out of his mouth, coated with his spit and my cum.  It was
still half erect, red and shiny slick, a spot of cum dribbling off the
end. His lips were slick and some of my cum was dribbling in the corners of
his mouth.  I could smell the musky odor.

He stood up and I looked into his eyes, lusty and sexy they were to me. We
hugged each other and I could feel his still hard cock sliding against my
slick wet softening cock.

"Joey... that waaasss soooo goood!"  I whispered.  "I have never had my
cock sucked before."

"I thought I might be your first. It's my way of thanking you for helping
me today and I enjoy sucking boys cocks."  He said, smiling at me.

"Would you like to suck my cock too?" He asked.

"Uh... well... I've never done it.  Is it hard to do or taste nasty?"  I
asked.

"Oh Al, I think you'll like it. Just suck my cock the way I sucked yours.
Like sucking on a Popsicle, do your lips like that."

I knelt down, and looked at his sexy cock standing proud and erect, bobbing
in the air and the mushroom head plump and purple red. I could smell his
sex odor, so strong and musky.  His balls hanging low, I leaned forward and
sniffed them and the area behind in the cleft.  It smelled so good, I
tongued that sweaty area and it tasty salty, musky and sharp.  I nuzzled my
nose along his hard shaft up to the junction with the mushroom head,
flicking my tongue there it was even more musky.  I wet my lips and opened
my mouth with my tongue flicking his cock head, he shuddered and I let it
slid in, moistening it with lots of my spit.  It slid in on my tongue, the
head felt rubbery and tasted salty sweet. I pursed my lips like when I eat
a Popsicle and began to softly suck my new friend's tasty cock.  I liked
the taste, all boy... musky and salty sweet.  I could feel the head and
shaft pulsing in my mouth as he slowly began to move his hips back and
forth.  The cock sliding along my wet tongue, a trickle of his own fluid
helping to lube the way.  His fluid was sweeter than what mine tasted like
or even Jim's.  He softly held my head with his two hands while I sucked
him, he cooed and moaned softly.  I sucked him for what seemed like several
minutes, his cock leaking boy juice the whole time.  His juice lubed my
tongue and his cock make it slicker.

"Oh Al... so nice.... so gooood.  Um... ah... oh... baby... yeahhhhhh!"
Joey breathlessly sighed.  "I'm cumming... ahhhhhhhh."

His cum squirted out in a steady forceful stream, hitting the back of my
throat, coating my tongue.  It was long stream, not spurts like mine, but
steady and thick.  His cock slid out a little and then more cum squirt into
my mouth, nearly making me gag.  It was salty sweet, sharp and musky.  I
swalllowed most of it, then I also used my tongue to spread his cum all
over his cock and head, making them slippery and slick. It was so sexy.  I
loved how his pulsing mushroom head felt on my tongue, so silky slick,
rubbery soft. I wanted to suck on just that for another hour if I could
have.

Joey pulled back and his cock slid out with a pop.  It was slick with cum
and my spit, glistening in the amber light, smelling of boy sex while it
bobbed around half hard and slowly softening.  I stood up and I could sense
a drop of his cum sliding down my chin.  I licked my lips to get as much of
it as I could.

We embraced each other, our warm sweaty bodies glistened in the soft light.
We let go at the same time.  Joey walked over to a table in the corner,
opened a drawer pulling out a clean kitchen towell... gee I wonder where he
got that.  He handed it to me and I wiped myself clean, gave it to him and
he then cleaned himself up.

We sat on the couch talking about what we had just done together.  He told
me that the patrol leader in the boy scouts had shown him how to suck cock,
jack off and other things too.  I told him about how Jim and I had been
doing our thing back home, but never progressing to blow jobs and such.

I checked my watch and saw we still had about an hour to wasted until
dinner time.  I asked what he wanted to do... Joey pushed me back on the
couch and grasping my cock.  He played with it, telling me how sexy it was
and how good it tasted when he sucked me.  Pulling the shaft's skin taut,
his mouth slid down and started sucking on it making me shudder with
delight.  He pulled off and sofltly blew cool air on the head, making is
pulse and throb, making it redder and more plump.  His mouth slid back down
over it and he gently sucked me for what seemed like ten minutes or more.
I was moaning and shifting my hips in time with his plunging mouth.  My
cock throbbed and tingled. I could tell that Joey enjoyed sucking another
boy's cock. I felt so good.  My orgasm began to build, the head of my cock
throbbing so hard and then my cum spurt into his mouth, squirt after
squirt.  He moaned and swallowed evey drop.  Joey let my cock slip out of
his mouth and he rested his head on my belly, watching my cock soften.

"Mmmmm... that really good the second time!" I breathlessly told Joey.

"Yeah... it's always good second time around.  I'm ready again too, if you
are!"

"Oh yeah, your cock is so sexy.  I like sucking it. I like how it is
straight solid with the fat mushroom head on it."  I responded by raising
up and situating myself so I could suck him off.  He relaxed back on the
arm of the couch with his cock sticking straight up.

I moved it to my mouth and starting sucking on him similar to the first
time, only now I tried blowing air on it like he did to me.

"Mmmm... oh yeah Al!  Feels so good!" as his cock throbbed.

I went back down on him and sucked him with tenderness, using my tongue all
around his turgid head, feeling its heat.  My sucking continued and one
time I tried to get the whole shaft in my throat, making me choke somewhat.
I backed off and just sucked on the first two inches or so.  Joey had his
eyes closed and his hips were gently moving up and down in time with my
sucking.  I could feel his shaft pulse every now and then, tasting a bit of
his cock's ooze.  It tasted good and I hope he had more for me.  After a
couple of minutes more, he grunted and I felt the cum squirting on my
tongue, coating it with the salty sweet juice.  He didn't squirt as much as
the first time but he was trembling and shaking just as hard as before.
After several seconds there was one last spurt and I could feel him soften
in my mouth, so I released it letting it slowly slip out onto his sweat
covered belly.

"How did I do Joey?"

"Al, you did wonderful.  You're getting good at sucking cock."

"We'd better get dressed and get back to your cabin." I said looking at my
watch.

We put our clothes back on, the odor of our cum and sweat was thick in the
air.  It blended with the mustiness of the little shack's air.  I love the
odor of cum and boy sweat, it is so sexy.

We walked back up the trail to the cabin.  Joey and I sat trying to watch
TV on the old black & white set they had.  The antenna could only get three
stations and the picture was snowy.

Several minutes later we heard a car pull into the drive and his mom came
inside. She looked so young and pretty.  She sniffed the air and crinkled
her nose looking at us.

"Hey you two.  You both smell like plow horses.  Al, I'll give you ride
back to the diner so you can get ready at your place.  Meanwhile I am going
throw Joey in the washing machine... oohps I mean the tub, so he get
cleaned up."

"Okay, Miss Delgado." as I reached to get my swim stuff. She was heading
toward the door.

She looked at Joey, "You mister, get in that tub and get cleaned up. You
boys sure worked up a sweat today!"

Joey and I looked at each other and laughed.  Miss Degaldo drove me to the
diner and I went to the cabin mom and I were staying in.  She greeted me at
the door and she wrinkled her nose too.

"Oh my... sweaty boy!  Get in that bathroom and get the day's grime and
sweat off of you this instant!"  She smacked my butt making me laugh.

While Miss Delgado was driving home she thought to herself, 'I haven't
smelled that type of man odor in long time.  I wonder what those two boys
have been up too?'