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Tween to Teen
(sequel to My 11th Summer)
By: Kewl Dad


Chapter Twenty One
   Meanwhile back in Pryor


I was floating on a cloud all weekend while I was with Johnny, but once I got home I felt a little lonely and sad. I mean I should have been glad that we made up and that I knew that Johnny still loved me, but that only made it harder to be apart from him.

I thought about Caleb, and though I'd been fine with what we did together and with Johnny, now I'd begun to have some mixed feelings about things. On one hand I was glad Johnny wouldn't be alone, but on the other hand it sort of hurt to think that Johnny would be doing stuff with Caleb instead of me.

I wrote him a letter that night when I got home and told him how happy I was about seeing him and that we were back together, but for some reason I couldn't tell him what was really on my mind. I didn't even mention Caleb in the letter, and maybe it was what I didn't write, what I couldn't talk about, that tipped Johnny off to how I really felt. 

We had always been so close we could practically read each others mind and I guess he saw right through me, even if it was only words on paper and not like him being right there with me. Anyway the day he got my letter he called me right away.

"Hi, is it really you?" I said dancing around like a kid who had to pee or something.

"Yep, little ole' me," Johnny said sounding like his usual sunny self, "Hey, I got your letter today. I just wanted to say that...(there was a pause and I guess he was making sure no one was in ear shot) I love you too," he said softly, "and I don't want you to worry none about me and Caleb."

"I...I'm not," I lied, but like I said, Johnny could practically read my mind.

"You sure? Cause if that's on your mind, you can rest easy. In fact...(another pause and then almost a whisper) we ain't done nothin since you left."

"I...really?" I said trying to hide my pleasure.

"Yeah, and one more thing...if your folks say it's okay, mom and dad said I could spend the weekend and stay till Monday."

"Really, oh Yeah! I know they'll say it's okay. Do we need to come get you or what?" I said all bubbly.

"Naw, my dad is gonna bring me to town on his way to work Friday if it's okay with your folks. He's workin' the late shift and he could have me there like 2 or something and then he'll come pick me up after he gets off work Monday....if that's okay."

"That's great, really great. I'll tell my folks and call you back tonight after my dad gets home...okay?"

"Yeah, that's great. Well...I gotta get off here. I'll talk to you when you call, oh...and I'm writing you a letter cause there's some things I can't say on the phone  okay?"

"Okay, but I'll probably see you before I get it," I reminded him.

"Maybe not, your letter came two days after you mailed it, so maybe you'll get it by Friday."

"Okay, well...goodbye," I said pulling one of his tricks and looking around to make sure mom couldn't hear me, "I love you Johnny Williams."

There was a pause then a whispered, "And I love you Robert Warren," he said sounding really happy, "and I can't wait till Friday."

"Me either...I'm gonna tell mom right now...bye, I'll call you as soon as my dad says yes."

I ran off to find mom, who was out in the garage doing laundry, and as soon as she saw my face she knew something was up. 

"Johnny can come this weekend, please say it's okay," I said screeching to a halt, "His dad can bring him around 2 on Friday on his way to work."

"I don't know," she teased, "you were just over there last weekend..."

Then I saw in her eyes that she was teasing so I decided to tease her back, "Okay, I guess it is too soon...even if we hadn't seen each other for so long, and that we live so far apart, and won't be going to school together. So..." I sighed loudly, "I guess I'll just lay around all summer and be underfoot all the time."

She gave me a look that said she knew what I was doing and turned back to her laundry, "I'll talk to your father when he gets home and see what he thinks. Now go clean that room of yours, you can't have company in that pig sty." She laughed, knowing full well that dad would say yes and that Johnny was more than welcome anytime.

I lit into my room like a banshee, tossing dirty clothes in the hamper and picking up the mess I'd made the night before. There was a dirty milk glass and a saucer that had held cookies and I'd scattered comic books all over the place. An hour later the place looked a lot better and I even made my bed, thinking all the time that come Friday night we'd be layin' in that bed, naked and doing all kinds of stuff and my pecker went hard right away.

I fell down on my bed and before I knew it I was asleep, despite my hard pecker, and when I awoke it was almost 5 o'clock. I got up and peed and went in to find mom in the kitchen fixing dinner and I walked up behind her and hugged her gently.

"Thanks mom," I said rubbing my head against her and smelling her sweet perfume.

"For what son?" she said patting my hands which were locked around her slender waist.

"For being the best mom in the whole world and for letting Johnny come over," I said grinning.

"Well, it's easy to be the best mom in the world when you have the best son in the whole world."

"That's cause you raised me right, you and dad, and I'll always try to make you proud of me."

"We are proud of you," she said patting my hands again, "now why don't you set the table. We're eating early tonight."

"How come, are we going somewhere?"

"You'll see," she said in a mischievous voice.

I pulled away and started setting the table, but I didn't give up on finding out what was going on. 

"Are we going shopping or something?"

"No."

"Visiting someone?"

"Maybe, you'll just have to wait and see."

Then suddenly it dawned on me that someone was missing from our happy family, "Hey, where's Mikey? Is he asleep?"

"I don't know, maybe," mom said mysteriously.

I frowned showing my confusion and went to his room to see. His bed was made up and he was nowhere to be seen. He'd been there when I went to clean up my room, so what had  happened to him?

"Uh, mom...I think Mikey is missing," I said half joking.

"Oh I doubt that. I'm sure he's being watched very closely...wherever he is," she chuckled.

"Oh...I get it, Mikey is at Uncle Joe's right?"

"Maybe," she said, but I could tell I'd hit the nail on the head. And after supper we were going to pick him up and visit, yeah that had to be it.

"Okay, well, as long as he's not lost or kidnapped, that's okay. I'd miss him if he wasn't around."

Dad came in a few minutes later sniffing the air and looking hungry, "What's for supper woman?" he said grinning.

"Baked chicken."

"Ummm...my favorite. I'll go wash up and be right back." 

I laughed, no matter what mom said was for supper, dad always said it was his favorite.

I iced the glasses and poured the tea while mom put the chicken and stuff on the table and when dad returned we sat down to supper. Lunch had been a sandwich and I was starved and ate like a pig as we talked about our day and finally I brought up Johnny's visit.

"So...mom says it's up to you, but Johnny wants to know if it's okay if he comes over this weekend, well Friday really. His dad can drop him off on his way to work around 2...if it's okay."

"This weekend?" My dad said frowning, "this Friday?"

"Yes, is that okay?" I said hoping he hadn't already made plans of some kind for us.

"Sure, why not?" he said grinning, "Maybe I'll cook out Saturday night, some nice thick burgers and hot dogs."

"That sounds great, thanks dad, thanks mom," I said going back to my supper and grinning like the cat that ate the canary, or in this case the boy who ate the chicken.

I helped mom clean up the kitchen while dad took a quick shower and we left around 6:15 for Uncle Joe's farm. The air was still warm, but dad used the air conditioner in the Impala and it was a nice quiet ride there.

As we pulled up we saw my aunt and uncle and their son Joe Jr. and Mikey in the yard. The two little boys were playing on the grass and when they saw us pull up they started running our way. I was first out of the car and I scooped Mikey up in my arms and gave him a big kiss on the cheek causing him to giggle. 

Joe Jr. was hanging on my legs so I set Mikey down and picked the other boy up and gave him the same treatment. Mikey was in dad's arms by then and we stood there side by side holding the two squirming little boys while my aunt and uncle came up to meet us.

Mikey held out his arms for my mom, but Joe Jr. was satisfied to let me hold him and he locked his arms around my neck and laid his head on my shoulder.

"Well, looks like somebody is happy to see you Robert," my aunt said noticing Joe Jr. burrowing in to my neck.

"Did you miss me?" I cooed to the little boy snuggling into me, and I realized I'd missed him too.

"Uh huh," he said shaking his head gently, "I wuv you," he added burrowing his face in my shoulder.

"I wuv you too," I cooed back and patted his little bottom causing him to practically purr.

We eventually walked over to the big front porch and sat down and the two little boys went back to playing on the lawn while we visited.

"Are you and your buddies still gonna come help me this year?"

"Uh huh " I said excitedly, " I have four maybe five of them, plus me...is that too many?"

"Naw, that's fine. The garden is a lot bigger this year and it's been producing like crazy. I was thinking you should come in about 2 weeks, does that work for  you guys?"

"I'm sure it will be fine," I said enthusiastically. 

My aunt went in and got a calendar and we marked a date on it beginning on that Monday and ending the next Monday, so we'd have Sunday to relax and maybe go swimming like last year. I couldn't wait to get home and tell the others, but except for Johnny, who I was gonna call soon, the rest would have to wait till tomorrow. 

"Can I  use your phone to call Johnny?" I said excitedly.

"Well, sure...you know where it is..." Uncle Joe said grinning.

I ran inside and located the phone on the wall in the kitchen and quickly dialed Johnny's number from memory. He answered on the second ring and he sounded excited, but anxious.

"Were you waiting by the phone" I giggled.

"No, maybe...yes," he giggled back, "So..what did they say?"

"They said yes, but I got more great news," and then I told him when Uncle Joe wanted us to come to the farm.

"That's fine...I'll tell my folks and they can just drop me off over there since it's not that far."

"Or...maybe you could spend the night here the night before and we could go together."

"Okay, that works...yeah, that's good. So...what are you doing right now?"

"Talking to you on the phone," I joked, "but seriously my aunt picked up Mikey while I was taking a nap today and we came to get him."

"Oh, yeah...I bet he likes the farm, don't he?"

"Yeah, him and Little Joe are going nuts...running around like crazy," I laughed.

"Yeah, wish I was there."

"So, have you, ummm...seen Caleb since we talked?"

"Nope, but I'll probably see him tomorrow."

"Good, you can tell him about the farm and all, if he still wants to come that is."

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure he wants to, but are you sure you want him to come...?"

"Well, yeah...of course, why wouldn't I?"

"No reason, just checking. Okay, I'll ask him when I see him. Uh, I wish I could talk all night but my dad is giving me the cut it off signal," he laughed, "you know, his finger drawn across his neck?"

"Yeah, okay...I understand and I know you can't really tell me back, but I can tell you...I love you. I love you a lot."

"Me too," he said and I knew his dad must be close, "I'll call you after I talk to Caleb, goodnight."

"Goodnight, I love you," I said then hung up.

As soon as the phone was in the cradle I spun around and came face to face with my Uncle Joe who had this really strange look on his face. Had he heard me tell Johnny I loved him, not once, but three times?

"Uh, hi..uh, Johnny says that's fine and he's gonna ask Caleb, that's his friend who lives next door to him..." I blurted out as my face turned beet red.

"That's good. Okay, that's fine," he said, then he went to the refrigerator and pulled out a pitcher of lemonade.

"Need some help?" I said trying to act normal, even though inside I was terrified that my Uncle would know what I was and hate me.

"Yeah, grab those aluminum glasses, they're unbreakable," he said grabbing the ice cubes out of the freezer.

He plopped a few ice cubes in each glass and poured them three quarters full and put the lemonade back in the ice box. I carried two glasses and Uncle Joe carried three and we handed them out then I sat down on the porch step and I shared mine with the two little boys playing at my feet.

"This is really nice," my mom said, "sometimes I wish we lived on a farm like this."

"No way," I said turning to give her a worried look, "I'd go nuts without my friends around."

Everyone laughed, including my Uncle Joe and I relaxed a little. I decided he probably hadn't heard anything and even if he had I was pretty sure he would never tell my folks or anyone else. What I really worried about was...if he had heard me how would that effect how he felt about me?

My Uncle Joe was as masculine as any man I'd ever met, and even though I'd had a crush on him for years, I knew he only liked women and was a happily married man. How would he feel about me if he knew I liked boys? That I was boyfriends with Johnny, and how would he treat us both knowing we were queer?

We drank our lemonade and I rolled around on the grass with the two little boys until it started to get dark and mom said we should be going. We said our goodbyes at the car and hugged each other goodbye and when I hugged my Uncle Joe he patted me and gave me a smile, just like always and I finally began to relax. 

As usual we were sent home with a load of fresh veggies and even some eggs from my Aunt and Uncle's hens. And when Uncle Joe helped me load them in the trunk of the car I waited for him to say something about what he'd overheard me say to Johnny.

"Uh, thanks for...you know, inviting me and my friends to the farm," I said nervously.

"You know you're always welcome here, right? I love you like a little brother, I aways have and I always will," he said placing his big calloused hand on my skinny shoulder.

"Thanks, I love you too,"  then I had a great idea, "I love everyone...you know, my folks, you and aunt Kathy, Little Joe, Mikey..all my friends..."

That way even if he'd heard me tell Johnny I loved him, I'd covered my butt. I loved everyone.

Uncle Joe laughed, "But you love some more than others, right?" He said patting me on the back, "and that's okay, that's how it's supposed to be."

We said goodbye again and I sat in back with Mikey and kept him company on the way home, but he fell asleep almost as soon as we hit the road. What is it about riding in a car that makes babies and little kids get sleepy?

Well, maybe even big kids too, cause dad had to wake me up when we got home. I carried Mikey in and put him in his bed and pulled off his shoes and socks and left him for mom to deal with and went off to my room.

I was too tired for a shower and just stripped off my clothes and fell into bed wearing just my underwear. I was out like a light as soon as my head hit the pillow and I didn't stir till morning.

I got up early (well, early for me on a summer day) around 9 o'clock, and took a long satisfying piss and then hopped in the shower to wake myself up. By the time I got dressed mom had breakfast on the table, oatmeal and pancakes, and I dove in and didn't look up till I was full.

Mom was feeding Mikey from her own plate as we talked about our plans for the summer, mine and the families.

"Your father and I have been talking about where to go this summer...for vacation, and we'd like your opinion. Your father has folks in Arkansas and we were thinking about going up there to visit for a week or so. We've already talked to his cousin and they said they have plenty of room for us. They live on a little farm in the hills and I've seen pictures and it's beautiful there."

"Hmmm...do they have any kids my age?" I asked sitting my milk glass down.

"Well, as a matter of fact...they have a boy about your age, and a daughter that's a year older, and...there are some other second cousins that live nearby. I'd say you won't be bored or lonely, if that's what you're wondering."

"Except...no Johnny," I said trying to sound pitiful.

"Well, no...but you can't be with Johnny every minute, not like you used to," she laughed, "You'll see him this weekend and for a whole week at your uncle's farm and I'm sure other times as well..."

"Yeah, I know," I said perking up a little.

The phone rang about then and I jumped up to answer it, forgetting all about my breakfast, but it wasn't Johnny, it was Ben.

"Hi," I said almost as happy to hear from Ben as I would have been Johnny, "how's it goin'? What you up to?"

"I'm fine. I was wonderin' if you could hang out, maybe meet me in the park later"

"Mom!" I yelled from the living room, "Can I got to the park and meet Ben?"

"I don't care honey, as long as you're back by 5 or so."

"Yeah, I can.What time?"

We agreed to meet at noon and after I finished my breakfast I straightened up my room and made my bed, just to keep in good graces with my mom, and slipped on my shoes and socks. I always ran around the house barefoot and only wore shoes when I had to. In fact I went barefoot a lot outside too, even when I shouldn't. Like that time I stepped on that piece of glass out back and cut my foot so bad I had to have stitches, but I lived to tell about it.

I took two quarters out of my piggy bank and stuck them in the pocket of my cut-off jean so we could go get a pop or something later. I slicked down my hair and slipped on my ball cap and looked at myself in the mirror.

For a kid my age I guess I was pretty average, and I didn't really see anything special about how I looked. Sometimes I wondered what Johnny saw when he looked at me. Did he see just plain old Robert Warren, or did I look different in his eyes?

I knew when I looked at Johnny I saw the cutest, neatest, nicest, and sexiest boy I'd ever met, but what did he see when he looked in the mirror? And what did others see? 

"Son, are you riding your bike to the park or do you want a ride?"

"Bike," I said, pretty sure that Ben would be riding his too, "We might go downtown and get a drink later."

"All right, well...be careful crossing Mill Street, use the light downtown?"

"But that's way out of the way..." I whined.

"Robert...." she said letting me know there was no use arguing.

"Yes ma'am."

At 11:30 I gave mom a hug and started out for the park, crossing at the light just like mom wanted and then riding up the sidewalk before turning at the corner by Sharpe's Department Store and heading toward the park, riding mostly on the sidewalk, but eventually in the street.

Ben was already, there sitting on a bench by the tennis courts, and even though he hadn't mentioned it, he had his tennis racquets and a can of balls.

"I guess we're playing tennis," I laughed.

"Yeah, if it's okay," he said sheepishly.

"Sure, that's fine. When we get tired we can do something else. I brought money so we can go get a drink or something later."

"I got a quarter," Ben said grinning, "my mom gave it to me to get rid of me," he laughed, "I was gettin' on her nerves."

"Hey, think she'd let you spend the night?" I blurted out without thinking.

"Probly', we can ride down and ask her later...if you think your folks won't mind."

"I'm pretty sure they won't mind. They prefer I not be alone too much," I laughed.

"Yeah, hey...how was your visit...with Johnny? Did you two make up?"

"Yep, we did," I said beaming, "everything is fine...except that he lives in another town now."

"But you'll still be able to see each other and have fun," Ben said as we headed toward the nearest tennis court.

He opened the gate and we entered the court which was surrounded by a ten foot chain link fence. I closed the gate behind me and we got into position to play. Ben was on the far side away from the gate, which meant that I would have to chase any balls that went over the fence. It was the luck of the draw and sort of an unwritten rule.

"You serve first," I said feeling the sun on my face and the cool breeze on my body. It felt great to be alive and young and with a good friend, and I was smiling from ear to ear.

We played tennis for about an hour before we finally took a break and got a drink at the water fountain. We sat in the shade for a while and cooled off and talked about what to do next, but eventually the subject of me and Johnny came up again.

"So...did you guys...you know, do stuff?" Ben asked giving me an embarrassed grin.

"OH yeah, lot of stuff." I laughed. At first I didn't know whether to tell him about Caleb or not, but in the end I decided to tell everything.

"You mean, you and Johnny and this other boy all messed around together?"

"Yup, I figured if Johnny was gonna' mess with him then I should too, that way there wouldn't be nothin' between us that was bad."

"Did...did you tell him about what we did that last time?"

"Yup, we decided there wasn't gonna' be no secrets between us so I told him about you and he told me about Caleb, that's the boy who lives next door to him."

"And he didn't get mad?"

"No, course not. We wasn't even back together when you and me did that stuff."

"Oh, okay."

"So, anyway I told him that if he wanted to do stuff with Caleb when we couldn't be together that was okay, but he told me yesterday on the phone that they hadn't done anything since I left," I said grinning.

"Oh, so...you don't really want him to, do you?"

"I...just don't want him to do it behind my back I guess, that's all. I know he needs to have fun, so do I, but we can't always be together and I guess...well, I'd rather know who he was messing with. It's sort of confusing, but I think it will be okay."

"So, does that mean you can mess around too" he asked looking at me closely.

I looked over at him and felt a little rush of excitement. He was a cute kid, and that he was younger than me made him seem...I don't know, more innocent, and the thought of messing with him naughtier.

"That's the deal we made," I said simply, "but only if I tell him about it and not keep it a secret."

"Oh, so...with your other friends...right?"

"I guess any of my friends is okay..." I said blushing.

"Oh, okay," he said staring at his feet, then suddenly his hand was on my leg, "I need to go pee, wanna come with me?"

"Yeah, I could use a good piss," I laughed nervously, wondering what was going to happen next.

We left the tennis racquets with our bikes, but we didn't really worry about anyone stealing them. First of all there was no one else nearby and second, I guess folks were more honest back then.

There was a urinal trough against one wall and a sink against the other and one stall with no door and a dirty toilet and Ben headed straight for the stall. I debated whether to use the urinal or follow him, but only for a second, then I was right there with him.

We pulled out our dicks and started hosing down the dirty toilet, getting as much on the rim as in the bowl, crossing our streams ands giggling like two little kids. When we were done we shook off the last few drops and of course by now we were starting to get a little hard.

"You've got a boner," Ben said licking his lips and sounding excited.

"So do you," I said boldly reaching over and grabbing his pecker and giving it a squeeze causing it to grow a bit more.

"Ahhhh..." he giggled, "you surprised me." Then he reached over and took hold of my pecker and pulled the skin back to reveal the bright red head.

Without speaking we began to jack each other off and soon the air was filled with our soft moans and the wet slapping sounds of a hand on a dick. I could smell our sweat and sex mixed together with the usual outhouse smells of piss and shit and it just excited me that much more. To this day the smell of a public restroom can bring back the memories of my childhood sexual antics.

Usually I would have wanted to do more, maybe drop to my knees and take him in my mouth, but somehow what we were doing seemed just right for the time and place and that's all we did. Ben came first, splashing a little bit of watery cum into the toilet, then I came splashing a bit more, thicker cum into the toilet. 

We grabbed a handful of toilet paper and cleaned up as best we could then pulled up our clothes and left the bathroom. I don't think we felt guilty or anything, at least I didn't, but we didn't talk about what happened afterwards.

We played a couple more games of tennis, then walked around the pond talking about summer and our plans and the trip to my Uncle Joe's farm came up.

"Awww....lucky duck," wish I was going.

"Well, I'd ask ya' but I'm afraid we have too many guys already. But if someone can't go then I'll let you know and you can see if you can go."

"Okay," Ben said excitedly.

I hated that I'd brought up the trip before I found out for sure who was going, so I changed the subject quickly.

"So, what happened with you and Jake? You hardly ever talk about him anymore."

"Oh, well...he hardly ever comes around anymore. He has a new friend that lives next door to him and they hang around a lot. The kid is his age so I guess they get along better or something," he said sounding sad.

I knew they'd been pretty close at one time and I wondered what had happened to change that.  I'd never really had a friend turn on me, the ones I had were pretty faithful, and that made me feel good. Having good friends was important when you were a kid, and even though those friendships seldom lasted once a person grew up, I was hoping that it would be different with me and my buddies. And as far as Johnny was concerned, I just knew that we'd be friends in some way or another forever.

"Well, you can  hang around with me and my friends, and once school starts we'll see each other every day."

"Thanks," he said smiling and I noticed again just how cute he was, "wanna go downtown and hang around?"

"Yeah, and we can get something to drink while we're there."

First we took the tennis racquets back to Ben's house, but it didn't look like anyone was home. As we rode off I got the feeling that Ben wanted to say something, but he was quiet almost all the way downtown.

We went to McCrory's first and of course we checked out the toys and sports stuff, but eventually I suggested we check out the record section up front. Lately I'd begun to have a real interest in music, rock n' roll of course, and had discovered that certain music really seemed to mean a lot to me. I found a couple of 45's that I'd like to have, but since I didn't have enough money with me, they'd have to wait till later. 

I was still mowing lawns, though not as many as the year before, and that gave me spending money for things like models and records. In addition I got 50 cents a week allowance for doing my chores and stuff, but 50 cents didn't go far, not even way back then.

We left McCrory's at last and crossed at the light and rode down to the Cherokee Drug. We hopped up on bar stools at the counter and ordered large cherry limeades and stayed inside in the air conditioned air as we drank them.

When we'd finished our drinks we looked at the comic books and I found one I wanted, but like the records, it would have to wait till later.

"Hey Ben, I was wondering," I said once we were outside again, "would you be interested in helping me mow lawns this summer?" the idea had just hit me suddenly and the more I thought about it the better it sounded.

"Really? You mean it? Yeah, that would be fun."

"We could split the money and do the work in half the time. We even have an extra lawn mower. My uncle bought a new one and he gave my dad the old one and he fixed it up and it runs like new."

"I could even ask people around my neighborhood," Ben said excitedly, "How many lawns do you have now?"

"Four, but last year I had six. I can probably pick those two back up if I have help. Maybe you can ask your mom and if she says okay we can go around and find some new lawns."

"Okay, yeah...I know she'll say yes though."

We checked out the rest of the stores downtown and finally wound up at my house. We checked in with mom and I told her about asking Ben to help me mow lawns and she thought that was a great idea. 

"In fact, Ricky's grandma called and wanted to know when you were going to mow her lawn."

"Hey, wanna go do it now?" I said to Ben, "we can make a dollar each and we'll be done in no time flat."

So that's how the Rob and Ben lawn service began and eventually we had 8 lawns we mowed and tended and we both made a lot of money that summer. But of course that wasn't all we did, with two of doing the work had lots of time to play too.

When we went to collect from Ricky's grandma that day she told me that Ricky and his folks were coming to visit in a couple weeks and that Ricky was excited about seeing me again. That was perfect, I thought, Johnny was coming this weekend and we still had a week before we went to the farm. Too bad Ricky couldn't go with us to the farm, but at least I'd get to see him. We had stayed in touch all this time and now that he'd moved to Oklahoma I'd been hoping to see more of him, but this would be the first visit since they'd moved.

"So who's Ricky?" Ben asked as we walked back to my house, a dollar bill in each of our pockets.

"He's the boy that was with me that day we met in the park. I told you about him, remember, he's the boy that Johnny cold-cocked that day on the tracks," I chuckled. It seemed like a million years since that had happened, and it was almost funny how things turned out.

"Oh, yeah...I remember him. I remember we had fun," he said grinning, "So him and Johnny are okay now?"

"Yeah, they worked things out, and they even write each other sometimes, though not as much as me and Ricky do."

"And he lives closer now?"

"Yeah, only a few hours away."

"And you guys mess around, right?"

"Oh yeah, and Johnny too. I guess I really don't have any friends I haven't done stuff with...well, except Brandon maybe," I laughed.

"Brandon Phillips? In my grade?"

"Yeah, do you know him?"

"Sort of, just in school, but...I think he moved away."

"That might explain why I haven't seen him around lately. Well, just as well...eventually he'd have wanted to fool around too," I laughed.

We made it back to my house and I poured us big glasses of ice tea and we sat on the back porch and drank them and cooled off a little. When we were rested we cleaned up the lawn mowers and put them away in the shed and I brought up the idea of him staying over again.

"Well, we'd have to go back to my house since we don't have a phone..."

"Or...my mom could drive us," I said grinning, "she won't mind."

Mom was easy, she said she needed to go to the grocery store anyway and since the IGA was really close to Ben's house it all worked out just fine. I grabbed Mikey up and sat him between me and Ben and we were off. Mom even went in to meet Ben's mom for the first time, but it was hard to tell what mom thought about her. 

Ben grabbed a change of clothes and some comic books and we went to the IGA next. The IGA was a lot bigger than our Safeway store and had a cool deli and even a little snack bar with bar stools. My favorite thing from there was their banana pudding and I wheedled mom into buying enough for dessert that night.

After that we left mom and Mikey to do her shopping and me and Ben went wandering around the store and looking at things and making jokes and cracking each other up. We finally met up with mom at the meat counter and she was picking out a big package of ground beef.

"I'll have you father cook burgers on the grill tonight. How does that sound?"

"Yumm...did you get some of those big buns with the bird seed on them?" I joked.

"Yes, and they're sesame seeds," she chuckled.

"So...birds like sesame seeds...don't they?" I said grinning.

"I guess, what kind of pop do you guys want?"

"Oooo..do we get to pick?'

"Yes, why don't you and Ben go pick something out and I'll be over there in a minute?"

The pop aisle was the next aisle over and there was every kind of pop you could think of, but...I really liked Shasta a lot and there were so many flavors to pick from, and it was cheap. With Ben's help we picked six each and filled one of the cardboard holders with it.

"Will your mom really let you get all these?" Ben asked wide-eyed.

"Oh sure, she'll probably get some Coke or 7up too."

Mom finally made it over and Ben watched for her reaction as I put the pop in the cart, then just as I predicted mom got a six pack of 7up. Her and dad loved that stuff, though I preferred something with a little more flavor.

I talked mom into a candy bar for us at checkouts, and after we loaded the car for mom we sat in back and ate them and I shared mine with Mikey.  Mom carried on a conversation with us all the way home and we helped her unload the stuff and then she shooed us out of the house to play, while she did whatever moms do. 

"Your mom is so nice," Ben said sounding a little sad, "and I really like your little brother too, he's so neat."

"Yeah, I gotta' great family. Your mom seems pretty nice too," I said trying to be generous.

"Ha, cause you don't know her," he snorted, "she's nice around other people."

"Wanna go up in the treehouse?"

"Yeah, sure...okay," he said snapping out of his funk.

As we settled into the treehouse I thought about all the fun times me and my friends had up there over the years. It's seemed smaller now, but of course that was because I'd grown, and it seemed sad to think that someday I might be too big for it altogether.

Some of the cardboard had gotten wet and needed to be replaced, but the truth was I just didn't spend much time there anymore and it didn't seem that important. The clubhouse was the same way, without Johnny in my life every single day it just didn't seem to be a big part of my life anymore. I guess at that moment, a moment that should have been a happy one with my friend Ben beside me, I realized I was growing up and falling out of touch with the things that were once so important to me.

"This is really neat," Ben said pulling me out of my funk.

"Yeah, but I guess I'm sort of outgrowing it," I said laughing sadly, "or it's shrinking."

"You and Johnny had some good times here, right?"

"Yeah, and not just Johnny, my other friends too."

Ben was leaning up against the far wall as he wiggled his feet back and forth drawing my attention to them. Ben was cute from head to toe and as good a friend as I'd ever had, but somehow I felt like he deserved better. I didn't feel like I was being as good a friend to him as he was to me. Maybe it was the age thing, or because of what happened with Johnny. Then when I really thought about it, I realized I wasn't really being a very good friend to Donnie or Walter or Gerald or Larry either. In fact I'd been so self absorbed lately that I'd neglected all my friends and I felt lousy.

"Let's get out of here," I said feeling as if the walls were closing in on me.

"Oh, sure..yeah, what you want to do now?"

"Let's walk over to the railroad tracks, I don't feel like being couped up inside."

As usual Ben went along with whatever I suggested and when we got to the tracks there was a train approaching from the South. We waited till the engines passed then grabbed up a handful of rocks and waited for the first open boxcar to pass. Bam...we both made it in and we laughed and gave each other a big smile. Some things never change I guess.

After the train passed and we'd waved to the guy in the caboose we headed across the tracks to the large enclosed area filled with sand. We dug ourselves shallow wells in the sand and laid down to cool off and talked quietly as we rested.

"So...Ricky is coming to visit you huh?," Ben said after a while, "do you think Johnny will be okay with that"

"What? Well, yeah...sure. Like I said him and Johnny are friends. They get along just fine now."

"But you're gonna tell him that Ricky's coming..right?"

"Well sure, we don't keep secrets no more, that's what caused all the problems before."

"Okay, just wondering," he was quiet for a while then he said softly, "are you gonna tell Johnny what happened today...at the park?"

"I won't lie, if that's what you mean. Does that bother you?"

"No..no, not at all. I just don't want to do anything if it causes you guys trouble."

"Don't worry, Johnny has Caleb so he understands," I laughed, "it's not the messing around that caused our problems before, it was just not knowing how we felt about each other. I mean I guess it's about loving each other and trusting each other. It's kind of complicated."

"Yeah, I guess I see," he said reaching down to scratch his crotch, "So...are we gonna do anything tonight"

I knew what he meant and I gave him a grin and winked, "What do you think? Naked in bed together all night, how could something not happen?"

"Yeah," he chuckled, "I guess that mean yes."

We had fried hamburgers and hand cut French fries and they were delicious. It was interesting to watch Ben eat. At first he ate slowly and politely, but as he loosened up he ate just like my other friends.

Dad was really good at pulling my friends into the conversation, especially when he told his funny stories, and by the time supper was over Ben seemed as comfortable as the rest of my friends. I sort of had a funny feeling in my gut as I thought about all the times Johnny had sat here at this table and shot the bull with my dad and I wondered if my dad missed that as much as I did.

We offered to help mom clean up but she shooed us off and told us to be sure and take a shower before we went to bed, but it was still early and there was another hour of sunlight so we rode our bikes till it got dark.

We wound up at the little park near the school but there was no one there and we didn't stop. Instead we rode by Johnny's old house and then past Evelyn and Chrissy's house and both girls were out front.

"Come on," I said to Ben, "let's stop for a minute. I need to talk to Evelyn."

Ben nodded, he knew Evelyn and I had history and about what had happened with Johnny and I'm not sure he was very happy about being in the middle of things. 

"Hi," I said trying to sound my friendliest, "what are you two doing?"

"We were throwing rocks and watching the bats swoop down thinking they were bugs," Chrissy laughed.

"This is Ben," I said realizing that he'd never actually been introduced to the girls before, "that's Evelyn, that's Chrissy," I said pointing.

"Hi Ben."

"Hi Ben," from Evelyn and I couldn't help but notice that she was looking Ben over pretty close, maybe sizing him up as boyfriend material.

"Uh, can I talk to you for a minute Evelyn, ?" I said blushing, "In private."

"Oh, sure"

So I parked my bike and Evelyn and I took a little walk up the street. The air was still warm, but there was a slight breeze blowing on our faces and it was sort of nice. My palms were all sweaty and I thought about that time when we were both a lot younger and we'd held hands and her hands were even sweatier than mine.

"Uh, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry I was so...so mean last time I talked to you."

"It's okay, I understand," she said reaching for my hand and gently squeezing it. I had to admit it felt good,  her hand in mine, and if I'd been interested in girls that way Evelyn would have been right on the top of my list of girls to get with.

"So anyway I just wanted you to know that I want to be friends again and even hang out like we used to...you know, before. I know we're older and things are different now, but I just couldn't stand the thought of us not ever talking again or being friends," I said wiping at my eyes.

Evelyn pulled me to a stop and spun me around facing her, "Robert Warren I have never stopped being your friend and I never will. I know you don't like me the way I've always liked you, but I understand why now and I'm glad you and Johnny are back together. I want to be friends with both of you and I promise I will never do anything to mess up what you guys have."

"Okay, good," was all I could think of to say without blubbering like a baby.

"Besides, I have a boyfriend now," she said smiling and looking prettier than I ever remembered, "Remember Rodney Briggs?"

"Rodney?" I said grinning, "Really...that's swell. Rodney is a neat guy." And sexy as hell, I didn't add. I'd played show and tell with him once in the little shed behind his house and he had a nice one. That was when we were 8 or 9 and I wondered how big it was now and if Evelyn had seen it yet.

We turned at the end of the block and started back to Evelyn's house and I felt good for a change. All the tension had drained from my body and I just knew things were going to be okay again. 

"So, you guys are dating?" I said grinning, "Is he a good kisser," I teased.

"Wouldn't you like to know," she giggled, "don't go tryin' to take him away from me."

"Don't worry, I've got the only boy I ever wanted," I said proudly, and as the words left my mouth I knew they had never been any truer.

"You two okay?" Chrissy asked as we walked up still holding hands.

"Yeah, we're dating now," I teased, and then Chrissy and Evelyn burst out laughing and eventually Ben got the joke and started laughing too.

We said our goodbyes and promised to get together soon and by then it was getting dark. We rode our bikes up the sidewalk running along Graham Avenue and down my street then slid into the driveway and walked our bikes around back and parked them next to the back porch.

"We're back," I said as we came in through the back door. Mom and dad and Mikey were in the living room and we went in to say hi and we played with Mikey for a while then went in to take our showers.

I let Ben go first and when he came back to my room dressed in just his underwear I knew for sure that he was finally comfortable at our house. I left him to read comic books while I took my shower and when I got back to my room he was sprawled out with his legs wide open and I could see a little bit of his pink balls sticking out the leg of his worn underwear.

"I see London, I see France, I see something peeking out your underpants," I said in a sing song voice.

"What, oh," he giggled, "My nuts are escaping," he said feeling down his leg, but instead of trying to tuck them back inside he pulled the leg wide open and let his pecker plop out too, "Aww...that's better."

I giggled and fell down on him and started tickling him and eventually I let my hand wander down to his boy stuff and I worked it over good. He fell quiet as I was rubbing his pecker and suddenly I found our faces so close together I could feel his breath on my cheek.

"That girl...Evelyn, she's pretty," Ben said sounding shy.

"Yeah, she's a sweet girl. Why? You like her that way?" I said pulling back and looking at him with interest.

"Naw," he said blushing, "I just think she's pretty, that's all."

"She has a boyfriend anyway, a kid named Rodney that lives up the street from her."

"Oh," Ben said reaching up and pulling me down on top of him, my head going into his neck, "want to take off our underwear?" he whispered in my ear.

"Okay, but first,"  I said jumping up, "off with the lights, and...lock the door," I giggled.

Then pulling off my undies and throwing them on the floor I dive bombed Ben and practically ripped his undies off and tossed them on top of mine. We were both hard as steel and as I laid down on top of him our peckers were pressing together and it felt wonderful. 

We were slippery from our pre-cum and our peckers pressing together was almost like having real sex. I didn't know about Ben, but I was feeling like I could come at any minute and I wanted to slow things down a little.

Rolling off of Ben I threw my leg over his and began running my hand up and down his chest and tummy, pausing occasionally to pinch his nipple or finger his belly button. This was something I'd learned when Johnny and I played. I know now it's called foreplay, but back then all I knew was that he helped to slow things down some and make the fun last longer.

In the early days of our sexing, we were about getting off fast and then maybe doing it again later, but the foreplay didn't just slow things down, it made it feel so much better when we did come. I think Ben was sort of confused by what I was doing at first. He was still of the same mindset that we boys used to be in, wanting to get off quick, but after a bit he relaxed and started to enjoy my touching.

"That feels good," he said softly.

"Ummm...your nipples are hard," I chuckled, "I guess you like it."

He sighed contentedly and reached down to adjust his hard pecker. He spread his legs a little to free his balls and I moved my hand down and started rubbing those soft hairless eggs with my free hand.

"You're really good at this," Ben cooed, "is this the stuff you and Johnny do?"

"Yeah, this and more, well with all my friends really," I admitted.

"Where'd you learn this stuff?" 

"Oh, I don't know...me and Johnny just figured it out I guess. We didn't always do this stuff. We used to just do it and get off and then lay around till we could do it again."

Another sigh, "Well, I'm glad you figured it out. I wonder...is this the same stuff boys and girls do?"

"Maybe, I think girls like kissing a lot, and well...they have boobs," I giggled, "but I guess they like having their nipples rubbed too."

"And their pussies," Ben giggled, "or fingered."

"I guess, I've never even seen a real pussy. Just in dirty magazines and you really can't tell much about em' that way."

"I think...I think I'd like to see one, maybe touch one..."

"And put this in it?" I said grabbing his hard pecker and squeezing it causing him to moan lowly.

"Yeah, that too."

"Well, in the meantime you can have fun with us boys and when you finally find a girl that will let you do those things you'll know what to do."

"Yeah, YEAH, I see," he said thrusting up a little into my hand, "do girls suck pecker?" he wondered aloud.

"Don't know, but I do," I said sliding down till his hard pecker was right in my face.

I leaned in and licked the head and tasted his delicious pre-cum and then licked up and down his shaft. I squeezed his balls gently as I took him into my mouth and began sucking him gently and he moaned softly and began running his fingers through my hair.

I made the blow job last a long time, backing off and licking and sucking his balls and then going back to licking his shaft. By the time I finally let him come he was thrusting up and whimpering and then with a sharp cry he began to spurt his tasty cum in my mouth.

I gobbled it all down and then licked him clean till he was too sensitive to take any more, then I crawled up and kissed him on the lips, just to give him a taste of his own cum. His eyes were closed and he looked so cute and so peaceful, but it was Johnny I wished for that night, and suddenly I wasn't sure I should be doing this with Ben, or any other boy except Johnny for that matter.

Fortunately Ben fell asleep almost immediately and I didn't have to deal with any more feelings about sex. However I did jack off later in a dirty sock while thinking of Johnny, facing away from Ben, but he never even stirred the whole time.

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I guess I acted a little weird the next day and Ben picked up on it pretty quick. Even though we hadn't known each other that long he seemed to be able to read my feelings as well or better than my old friends did.

After breakfast we went outside to enjoy the fresh morning air and I suggested we walk down to the park and Ben agreed. It gave us a chance to stretch our legs and for me to think about what was going on in my head.

We hadn't gone far when Ben finally asked me what was wrong.

"Did I do something wrong?" he asked softly, a little catch in his voice.

"What? No...of course not. I just have some things on my mind, that's all."

"Like...Johnny maybe?"

"Yeah, I guess I miss him more than I thought." That was part of it, but there was more and I think Ben knew that.

"Oh, okay." from him, then he was silent for a long time before adding, "Are you sure...I feel like...like you're mad at me or something."

We'd arrived at the park now and I stalled him long enough to get us to a shady spot beside the copse of evergreens that grew near the monkey bars. There was a hollowed out part in the center of it where us kids used to play, and that brought back memories of Johnny and me kissing in there one summer day a lot like today.

"Look, I'm not mad at you, maybe I'm mad at me, but not you okay? You didn't do anything wrong."

"I don't understand, why are you mad at yourself?"

"It's sort of hard to explain. I guess I'm not as open-minded as I used to be. I just felt bad about doin' stuff without Johnny around, that's all."

"And you're afraid he's doin' the same stuff with that other boy, aren't you?"

I nodded, I told you Ben could read my feelings.

"I just feel so confused right now. It used to be so easy and I never really thought much about it. I guess...I guess I'm growing up some and my feelings are changing. I'm sorry if I made you feel bad, it's not your fault and I still want to be your friend..."

"But you don't want to mess around anymore...right?"

I nodded again, "I don't think so. I think from now on I just want to do that stuff with Johnny, or at least with him there. I mean it seemed okay when it was Johnny and me and Caleb."

"So if it was me and Johnny and you it might be okay?"

I shrugged, "Maybe, it would depend on how Johnny feels about things."

Ben stared out across the park, watching some kids play on the merry-go-round while he pulled at the grass between his legs. Suddenly I felt very affectionate toward him, and I realized I loved him a little. Oh, not like I loved Johnny, that was something very special, but I loved him, maybe like a brother and I felt bad for him.

"Look Ben, we can still be friends...only like before...before that other stuff. I like you a lot and I want us to keep hanging out together and having fun."

"It's okay, I understand," he said giving me a little smile, "Anyway, I think I like girls. That Rodney kid better watch out, cause I sure do like Evelyn," he said grinning.

I slapped him on the back and we both laughed, "Well, any girl would be lucky to have you as a boyfriend. Come on, race ya' to the swings."

We had a great time that afternoon, running around and playing like little kids, and when we got back to my house mom and dad took us out for ice cream before dropping Ben off at his house. I walked him to his door and we talked for a while and I was pretty sure things were okay between us. He'd left his bike at my house and he said he'd come get it the next day.

When I got home I called Johnny just to hear his voice and he sounded happy. I wanted to ask about Caleb, but as it turned out I didn't have to. Johnny said he and Caleb had gone fishing and caught enough fish for both families and that was what they were having for supper.

"We went swimming too," Johnny chuckled, and I knew he meant skinny-dipping and I wondered if they'd messed around afterwards.

"That's cool. I wish I'd been there."

"Don't worry," he said softly, "all we did was swim."

"Oh, okay...well...I didn't mean that..."

"Anyway, I can't wait till Friday. I can't wait to get back to Pryor and see everything and everyone again."

"Hey, what about me?" I joked.

"Oh, you most of all," he almost growled. I figured no one was close by since he was talking freely, "and I can't wait till Friday night...in bed."

"Maybe before that," I said, not being able to talk so openly with my folks in the next room.

"OH? Hell yeah!" He laughed. Then, "Hey, did you get my letter yet?"

"No, maybe tomorrow. Why is it a good one?"

"Yeah, I think so, I even drew you some pictures."

Johnny wasn't exactly an artist, but he was pretty good at drawing. He'd always made good grades in Art class and over the years he'd shared a lot of his drawings with me and I even had a few I put up on my wall. My favorite was one of a '57 Chevy, just like the one my Uncle Joe had and he'd even colored it yellow and black just like my uncle's.

"Neat, I can't wait."

We talked for another five minutes, but eventually his dad must've come back and yelled for him to cut it short and we said goodbye. I was feeling pretty good as I went off to watch TV with my folks and I played with Mikey in the floor till it was his bedtime.

I took a long hot shower before bed and read a little before I finally turned in for the night. One more day and then it was Friday and Johnny and I would be together again. 

Thursday came and no letter, but I was hopeful I'd get it Friday before Johnny arrived. Our mail ran early, like around 10 o'clock, and Johnny wasn't coming till the afternoon.

I had two lawns that needed mowing and I called Ben and he walked over to my house and we took care of them and were done by noon. Mom fixed us lunch then I rode Ben home, but I didn't stay very long at his house.

Instead I rode through the park and then over to Gerald's house on the North side. He was sitting on his front porch playing with a yo yo when I rode up and he jumped up and came to the fence.

"Hey, what you doin' way over here?" he said smiling so big it almost hurt.

"I came to see you. It's been a while, just wonderin' how things were going with you and your brother."

"He's doin' okay. Mom went to see him and she said he was really sorry about what happened and he really wants to come home. She said she thought this might be good for him. A wake up call, she called it, and that she hoped he would straighten out once he got out."

"That's good, right? So, any plans today?"

"Nope, just being bored. Whatcha' up to?"

"Wanna ride downtown with me, I got money and we can get something to drink."

"Just gotta' check with my mom. Be right back."

He was only gone a minute then he was wheeling his bike around from the side and we rode off laughing and talking the whole way. We checked out all the regular stores and got an ICEE at McCrory's and sat down in the shade beside the building and rested while we drank it.

"Johnny is coming tomorrow," I said grinning.

"You guys gonna' mess around?" Gerald said giggling.

"Every chance we get," I giggled back, "I can't wait."

Then I found myself suddenly telling him all about Caleb and Ben and how my feelings were changing, and like a good friend, he just listened until I was through.

"I guess that means you guys are pretty serious then. I mean like if a guy had a girlfriend, he wouldn't like go messing with other girls, well and not live to tell about it..." he laughed, "Girls are vicious, but I guess it's a little different for you guys, huh?"

"Well, yeah. I mean we don't mind including someone in our fun sometimes, but that's different. I'll admit, I worry about what Johnny and Caleb may be doing while I'm not there, then I go and do the same thing...with Ben. I feel like I'm a hypocrite or something."

"You just need to talk to Johnny and see how he feels about it. I'll bet you guys can figure this thing out and make it work. He might be feeling the same way you are," then he sighed really big, "So...I guess this means we're not going to mess around?"

I laughed, "I haven't talked to Johnny yet, so I think one last time will be okay. Where can we go?"

"How bout the first place we ever met?"

"The Gin Mill?" I laughed, "That sounds right, the first place and maybe the last place we fool around."

We finished our drinks and rode down Graham Avenue, across the tracks, and then down the little alley that wound up as a grassy trail as we got closer to the group of building which included the Gin Mill. We pushed our bikes the last hundred feet and concealed them in the tall grass and made our way around to the front of the building and squeezed through the partially open door. 

It was getting harder to squeeze through that door as we got older and bigger, and I wondered if once we got too big for the door if that meant we didn't belong there anymore. Maybe that opening was meant for little kids, and big kids like us needed to move on and find new places. It caused me to feel a little sad as I thought about growing up and moving on and losing touch with the things that had defined my childhood.

We wound up giving each other a quick but intense blow job in the heated air of that big old metal barn and by the time we were done we were sweating all over and ready for some fresh air. I won't say it was the most exciting experience of my life, but it was nice, and I kept flashing back to that first time with Gerald, there in almost the exact same spot, and thinking about all that had happened in between.

"That was good," Gerald said as we emerged into the cooler air.

"Yeah, you've learned how to suck dick good," I teased.

"You taught me," he laughed, pushing me a little and that started a wrestling match. 

We were rolling around in the high grass and giggling when we were suddenly aware we were not alone.

"What you two guys doin'?"

This from a kid about 10 or so with brown hair and big brown eyes and wearing nothing but shorts and tennis shoes. He was tanned and slender and looked a lot like I had at that age. Beside him was a blond haired boy with big blue eyes, that was so cute it almost hurt to look at him, and he was smiling at us making him even cuter. He was dressed as his friend, except he wasn't quite as tanned, and carried a few extra pounds. He wasn't fat though, just...cuddly and soft looking, almost like a girl.

"Just kickin' his ass," Gerald giggled as he pinned me on my back.

I rolled him over easily and assumed dominance over him, pinning his hands and bringing my face within inches of his.

"Rape," Gerald giggled and the boys giggled too.

"You guys are funny," the blond boy giggled looking even cuter.

"You guys play here?" the brown haired boy asked nodding his head in the direction of the big metal building where we'd just blown each other.

I was thinking if they'd came along a little sooner they'd know the answer to that question.

"Naw, we just have sex there," Gerald said giggling.

"Huh uh?" the dark haired boy said.

"Gerald...." I scolded, "these little kids don't know nothin' bout' sex."

"We do too," from the brown haired boy, "we know what boys do with girls."

"Oh, well...do you know what boys do with other boys?" Gerald said not letting it go.

"Uh..what do you mean?" the kid said looking at his friend, his face bright red now, and not from the sun.

"You know what I mean," Gerald said finally pushing me off of him, "I bet you guys were going to go in there and play nasty, weren't you?"

"Gerald...don't mess with them. What if they were? It's natural, we do it...all boys do it," then to the boys I said, "Don't mind him, he's just a sex fiend, if you guys want to play nasty, that's fine and like he said, this is a great place to do it. It's where we met."

"Uh...well..." The blond boy stammered, "we wasn't hurtin' nothin'."

"No, I bet it felt good," Gerald laughed, "do you guys just jack off or do you suck each other?"

"Gerald!" I fired back, but the truth was I was getting kind of hard thinking about what those two might be doing when they had some time alone.

"Shut up?" the brown haired boy said sounding mad now.

"It's okay, nothin' wrong with it if you do. Even cornholin' is okay. Ever do that boys, ever take a pecker up the butt?"

"Okay Gerald, time to go. Sorry guys, I'll get him out of here and you can have the place to yourself."

"Aww...they might wanna play with us," Gerald whined.

"They're little kids Gerald," I said as I guided him to our bikes. Then over my shoulder I said to the two boys, "See  you guys, sorry about my friend." Then I just had to add. "Have fun, nothing wrong with two boys having fun." I smiled my best and friendliest smile then Gerald and I grabbed our bikes and we walked them to the alley.

"We should go back, wait a little while then go back and catch em' with their pants down," he said sounding excited by the idea.

"You can, not me. Would you have wanted some older kids messin' with us when we were doin' stuff like that?"

"If they were as hot as you and me," he laughed.

"I need to get home, you wanna come over for a while?" I asked as we reached the street.

"Naw, I need to get home too, but thanks. Thanks for coming over today and for hanging out and for...well, you know?" he said grinning.

"You're welcome. Well, we'll probably see you this weekend. Johnny wants to visit all our old friends while he's here. Will you be home?"

"Yeah, I'll be there. Just come on over anytime. Well, see ya."

"Yeah, see ya'," I said and we rode off in separate directions, me to go home and...later I'd find out, Gerald back to the barn to spy on the two younger boys.

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Friday morning I was up early and after breakfast I gave my room one more going over then sat on the porch and waited for the mailman. When he finally showed up I jumped up and met him at the sidewalk and he handed me a big stack of mail. I dug through it quickly, and sure enough about half way through it was a letter from Johnny.

I ran in and dropped the mail on the kitchen table then went out back and climbed up in the treehouse to read my letter. My hands were trembling as I opened the envelope and unfolded the letter. I took a deep breath and leaned against the wall and began to read.

Dear Robert

I hope you get this before I get there on Friday.  I can hardly wait to see you and all my old friends and good old Pryor. I want to go to the park and swim and do all the things we used to do. But most of all I want to be with you even when we're not doing that stuff. I can't wait to be alone with you in your room or the treehouse...ha ha. I been thinking about that last night you were here and all the fun we had. I have sort of been saving myself though and that means I  haven't done anything since you left, well...except with my hand...ha ha. 

Yeah, that means I haven't done anything with Caleb and he's sort of upset with me but I don't care cause I think we need to talk some more about that stuff and figure things out. I don't want there to be any problems like there was before. I want you to be able to trust me and so I am telling you the truth right now and I hope you will believe me. What we three did was okay, but it's you I really want to do that stuff with and I can't wait till I'm there and you are in my arms. I miss you so much it almost hurts. Do you miss me too?

My mom and dad are acting kind of weird and sometimes when I come in the room they quit talking about whatever it is they were talking about and they look all goofy like there's a big secret or something. I don't know what's going on with them but maybe I'll know more by the time I get there Friday. 

Me and Caleb went swimming yesterday, just swimming...well...skinny dipping but like I said nothing else happened. Well not with me but Caleb did jack off underwater...ha ha.  I bet the fish liked that. He said his folks said he could come with us to your uncle's farm if you still want him too and if it's okay he can just ride with me. We can talk about the stuff when I get there Friday if we're not too busy...ha ha.

Well I guess I should wrap this up and get it down to the mailbox so the mailman can pick it up today and I hope you will get it in time. 

I miss you and I love you...I always have and I always will

Your boyfriend,

Johnny XXXOOO




I read the letter twice and then looked at the drawing he had sent me and laughed. It was a picture of his dog Peck and it was pretty good. I think Johnny's drawing was getting better. It was just one more thing about Johnny that I liked and I felt tears coming to my eyes as I thought about how much I loved him and missed him. 

I wiped the tears from my eyes and realized that I had nothing to cry about. Johnny would be here before I knew it and we'd have all weekend to be together and do all the things we used to...and more. This was going to be a wild and busy weekend and I couldn't wait to get started.

I climbed down and went to my room and hid the letter in my usual place, buried in a box in my closet, and took one last look at my room and decided it was perfect. Mom had changed my sheets and the window was open to air the place out. It smelled fine to me, but Mom said it smelled like dirty boy and laughed. I guess I blushed a little cause I thought the dirty boy smell might be from too many sessions with my hand at night.

I wandered around till noon and mom made sandwiches and I ate on the front porch staring at the street and wishing Johnny to come sooner. I'd just finished my lunch and was about to go back inside when I saw a boy on a bike coming up the street. 

I walked out to the street to see who it was and it took me a minute to recognize the kid, but when I did I was really surprised.

When the kid saw me he steered his bike my way and skidded to a stop next to me.

"Hi Robert, how's it goin'?"

"Hi Rodney, I haven't seen you since school let out. What you doin'?"

"Oh, just out riding, but I did kind of want to talk to you," he said looking nervous.

"OH, okay. Want to come over and sit on the porch?"

He nodded and followed me to porch and laid his bike down on the lawn. 

"Want something to drink?" I offered.

"Naw, I'm okay."

"So, what's up?" I asked when he didn't start right away.

"Oh, nothing much. I...um...I was talking to Evelyn about you and Johnny," he said looking down at his feet.

My stomach was trying to climb up my throat as I thought about what Evelyn might have told him and how he might react. What if he went all over school spreading rumors about us, well not rumors since it was true, and everyone knew we were queer? We'd be ruined. It would get back to our folks and then...and then they'd never let me and Johnny see each other again.

"What did she say?" I asked holding my breath.

"Uh, that you two were good friends and that she felt bad about coming between you two, but that things were okay now. See...uh, well...me and Evelyn are sort of...I mean Evelyn is..umm, my uh girlfriend sort of," he said sounding embarrassed.

"That's great," I said daring to breathe again and trying to sound happy for him, "She's a great girl. I've known her forever and she's one of the nicest girls I know."

"Yeah,  I know," Rodney said finally looking up at me, "I just wanted to make sure you and Johnny were okay with me and Evelyn being together. I didn't want to cause no trouble."

I thought that was kind of sweet, but weird. Why should we care who Evelyn was dating?

"Oh, sure...we think it's great. Well, I mean I do. Evelyn told me, but I don't think Johnny knows yet, but he'll be fine with it. See me and Johnny, well...we've known Evelyn so long that we sort of feel like she's our sister or something. That's why Johnny and her didn't date that long. He said it was kind of weird," I laughed. That and we're both gay for each other, I didn't add.

"So, he's over her...right? Cause I don't want to mess with Johnny," he said grinning.

"Oh, yeah...he's fine. Anyway, in case you haven't  heard he moved to Locust Grove."

"Yeah, I heard...but you guys still see each other, right?"

"Yeah, in fact he's coming over today. If you hang around long enough you can see him yourself. He should be here in a half hour or so."

"No, no, that's okay. I have to get back home," he said sounding panicky.

"Oh, well..okay. I'll tell him you came by," I said getting up as he did. 

He grabbed his bike and I walked him to the street. We weren't what you'd call close friends, but we had a past. Mostly when I was younger and the four of us would play at his house up the street from the girls. I liked Rodney and I thought he was cute, I always had, even before I knew what that meant, and I was glad he and Evelyn were together. I wondered how far they'd gone, but I sure wasn't gonna ask.

"Hey, you should come down sometime and we could  hang out," I offered, "unless you're too busy smooching with Evelyn," I teased.

He blushed bright red and grinned, "She's pretty wild," he said then blushed more, "I might get lucky before you know it."

"That's great, you can tell me all about it when it happens, then I'll know what it's like," I joked.

"I bet you already know more than I ever will," he muttered, then looked stricken, "I mean you being so cool and all..."

Cool, I was cool?

"Naw, I'm still a virgin," I lied, well technically I was, with a girl anyway.

"Me too, but I'm hoping to fix that pretty soon."

"Well meanwhile there's your hand," I said slapping him on the back and laughing.

He laughed too and blushed some more, "Yeah, it never lets me down," he said we both laughed even harder.

When he was gone I felt good about reconnecting with him and happy for him and Evelyn. If I knew Evelyn like I thought I did, Rodney wouldn't be a virgin too much longer. That was kind of exciting in a way. Not that I liked to think of a girl that way, but thinking about Rodney on top of her and pounding away seemed pretty sexy. I bet he had a great butt. 

I had just sat back down on the porch when suddenly Johnny's dad's pickup came ambling up the road and I was  up and heading toward them as they turned in the drive.

"Hey," Johnny said hopping out and grinning so wide his face was just one big smile.

"Hi Johnny, Hi Mr. Williams, thanks for bringing Johnny," I said sincerely.

"Hi Robert, you boys gonna be up to no good this weekend?" he teased.

"Yes sir, every chance we get," I teased back.

He laughed and as soon as Johnny had his stuff and his bike out of the back he put the truck in reverse.

"Johnny, behave, or at least don't wind up in jail," he teased, "See you boys Sunday," he added then started to back out.

"Come on, you can say hi to mom and put your bag in my room. Did you bring any comic books?"

"Yeah, and some other books too," he said grinning, "you know, the good kind." Johnny said parking his bike by the porch.

"Johnny! We don't need no books like that," I scolded, but I had to admit I was a little excited at the prospect of seeing some naked bodies.

"Mom! Johnny is here," I yelled, but it was Mikey who came running and he attacked Johnny.

Johnny sat his bag down and picked Mikey up and placed little kisses on his cheeks causing him to giggle. Mikey loved Johnny almost as much as I did and he wouldn't let go. I finally grabbed Johnny's gym bag and carried  it into the kitchen while he carried a squirming Mikey.

Mom was bending over the oven putting something inside and she looked  up as we came in. 

"Hello second son," she said closing the oven door, "I'm baking you a cake," she chuckled, "Can I get a hug from you?"

"Yes mom," Johnny said grinning as he moved Mikey to his right hip and hugged my mom with his free arm.

"Oh my, you've grown some," she said pulling back, "You boys are growing up way too fast," she said almost accusingly.

"That's why you had Mikey," I teased.

"Yeah, but I hate to raise him alone..."

"MOM, don't even think about having another kid," I joked and we all laughed.

"Here let me have this little stinker so you boys can go have your fun," she said prying Mikey from Johnny's arms, "What are your plans boys?"

I looked at Johnny and he answered her question with a smile on his face, "Well, tomorrow I want to go see all my old friends and go see the town again, but today I just wanna hang out with you guys."

That was so sweet, and I knew what he meant. Today he wanted me all to his self and I felt the same way.

"Well, you boys go have fun and I'll fix something special for supper and we'll have cake and ice cream to celebrate your return," she said looking at us with such love that I almost cried.

We didn't need to be told twice to go have fun and we were out the door and in my backyard in no time flat. We climbed up in the treehouse and as soon as we were settled down we came together kissing and pawing at each other. 

We were both hard and we couldn't have stopped ourselves even if we tried. Before long we had each others shorts down and our hard peckers in each others hand as we continued to kiss.

"I've...missed...you...so...much," I said between pecks on his lips.

"Shhhh...just keep kissing me."

The kissing continued as we squeezed and jacked each other's pecker, but I just had to taste him and eventually I coaxed him into the 69 position and we slowly sucked each other as we felt up each others ass and balls.

We were hot and sweaty, laying there naked in the stuffy air of that cardboard lined treehouse, but we didn't care. We were in love and in lust and all that mattered was pleasing each other. .

I came first, it was so hard to hold back with Johnny's hot wet mouth on me and his warm hands exploring my ass, and it was a big one. I blasted for a long time and almost missed the first sign that he was ready to blow too.

I pulled up just in time to feel his first blast of sperm hit my tongue and it was just as good as ever, maybe better, and there was lots and lots of it.

When we were spent we lay back with our faces resting on each others thigh and panted like two old dogs. The heat was stiffling inside that treehouse and as soon as we regained our senses we got dressed and climbed down to cool off.

We got a drink of water from the hose at the back of the house, yeah and we lived to tell about it, then sat down in the shade and talked about our plans for the weekend.

After we'd rested Johnny insisted we ride bikes, and after checking in with mom we rode off toward the school and Johnny's old house. 

Along the way we didn't see anyone we knew until we got to the street Evelyn and Chrissy lived on and sure enough there was Evelyn and Rodney standing in the  yard and talking.

I realized I hadn't told Johnny about Rodney yet, but it was too late now. I guess he'd find out in a few minutes, but I didn't really think he'd care one way or the other.

As we rode up Rodney looked scared, but Evelyn seemd to be beaming with pride as she stood holding Rodney's hand in her's.

"Hi guys," she said sweetly, "I heard you moved Johnny. You just visitin'?"

"Yeah, I'm spending the weekend with Robert and his folks," then to Rodney, "Hey Rodney, long time no see. I see you gotta new girlfriend," he said raising an eyebrow, "you better be good to her or me and Robert will come lookin' for you."

I laughed and Rodney relaxed some, "I will, I promise," he said looking at Evelyn with those cow eyes boys in love get.

"You boys, leave Rodney alone or you'll answer to me," Evelyn said grinning, "We can all be friends. Don't you worry none Johnny, I can take care of myself."

We visited for a few more minutes then Johnny told them we had to go and as we rode off I saw Evelyn give Rodney a little kiss on the cheek.

"Think they're doin' it?" Johnny giggled.

"I sure know Rodney wants to," I said, then told him about Rodney's visit earlier.

"That dog. Well, I bet Evelyn will give it up if she thinks he loves her, and Chrissy will make sure they do it safe."

"Safe?"

"You know, with a rubber...cause they sure don't want Evelyn to get knocked up," he said seriously, "see that's one problem with girls, you gotta wrap it up before you can fuck. I like the way we do it better, plain and skin to skin."

I'd never really thought of it that way before, but being queer did have it's advantages, no need for rubbers, well not at our age anyway. I would eventually discover that rubbers weren't just for straight people.

We rode past Johnny's old house and he looked kind of sad. A bright red Ford pickup sat in the driveway and out back a couple of little kids were playing with a little puppy.

"Looks like somebody moved into my old house," he muttered, "I hope they have as gooda' memories there as we did."

I smiled and put my hand on his arm as we stood astride of our bikes in the middle of the street, "You'll have good memories at the farm too and at my house."

"Yeah, I know," he said giving the place one last look, "I wonder if Ronnie still lives down there?" he said and then we rode on down the block.

We recognized Ronnie's mom's beat up old Chevy in the driveway and even before we got into the yard this skinny blond kid was headed out the door and straight toward us. 

He'd grown some and wasn't quite as gawky looking as he used to be, but he still had that little boy look and if anything he was cuter than he'd been when I first met him.

He was taller too and had filled out some, and he was wearing cut off jean shorts and a striped trank top that was a size too big and let his little nipples show at the sides when he moved his arms.

"Hi Johnny, hi Robert," he said as enthusiastically as always, "whatcha' doin'. I thought you moved away, did you move back?"

"Nope still livin' in Locust Grove, but I come to visit Robert for the weekend."

"That's good," Ronnie said grinning'

I tried to remember how old Ronnie was and finally decided he must be 11 or 12 by now, and I wondered if he'd started puberty yet or if he was still smooth down there. I know it was sort of a weird thing to think about, but that was what it was like being a queer boy, you were curious about almost every boy you knew.

"Can you play?" he asked giving us those puppy dog eyes that no one can resist.

"Do you have a bike?" Johnny asked.

"Yeah, want me to get it?" he asked dancing around excitedly.

"Yeah, tell your ma you're going over to the park with us, okay?"

He was gone a few minutes and when he came back he was dragging his mom with him. I'd met her a time or too and remembered that she seemed nice, but a little too protective of Ronnie, and I guess nothing had changed.

"Hello boys. Ronnie says you want him to go to the park with you," she said making it sound like she was accusing us of a crime, "what are you going to do there?"

"Just hang out and play on the swings and stuff," Johnny said. He knew her better than me and I guess she trusted him a little, after all she'd let him come over that one time and spend the night, and she'd let Ronnie hang out at his place.

"Well, all right, but be careful and don't stay too long," she said finally easing up a little, "and Ronnie, don't run off...stay with them."

I never really understood about Ronnie, but I new he was a little different than most boys. My mom said he was slow, whatever that meant, but she also added that  he was one of the sweetest boys she'd ever met. He was a happy kid and always eager for someone to play with him and I guess that was God's way of making up for him being a little less smart than other kids. Of course that meant that some kids were probably mean to him and that bothered me some, but while he was with us he had fun and we looked out for him.

The playground was empty except for some boys playing a game of baseball on the diamond in the corner, but we didn't pay them much attention. Instead we kept Ronnie busy, Johnny and I reverting to little kids again, and playing tag and wrestling around with Ronnie on the ground. 

Once when I had Ronnie pinned I could feel his hard pecker against me and it was a real shock. I mean at first I wasn't sure what it was and then when I figured out what it was, I couldn't believe what I was feeling.

Once I got free of him, I glanced at the front of his jean shorts and almost fainted when I saw the outline of this enormous prick. Then he was off and running toward the monkey bars and scampering up them giggling like a mad man.

"Big ain't it?" Johnny said grinning, "he was big even when he was a little kid and it just kept growing. He's 12 now and bigger than all of us guys. If you wanna' better look he'll show ya. He's proud of it and he gets a lot of attention at school."

"Hey you guys, come get me," Ronnie yelled from the monkey bars and Johnny headed that way before I could reply. Instead I followed Johnny and as I climbed up I kept my eyes on Ronnie's bulge.

My chance to see Ronnie's equipment came when he suddenly announced he had to pee. Johnny jumped right in and said he did too and of course I had to go along.

As soon as were inside the bathroom we headed toward the urinal trough and Johnny steered Ronnie between us so we could both get a good look.

As soon as Ronnie hauled out his wiener my eyes went right to it and I couldn't look away. Even semi-hard it had to be at least four inches long and as I watched the yellow piss squirt out the end my own dick got hard and I couldn't get the water flowing.

Ronnie had to know we were looking, but if he cared he didn't let on, in fact when he finished peeing he kept his wiener in his hand and shook it more than was necessary for getting the last few drops off.

Before my eyes it began to grow and grow and my mouth went dry when I saw the thing in all it's glory. It had to be 6 or 6.5 inches long, but it wasn't all that fat. I calculated that if he was 12 now and had a dick that big, that when he was full grown he'd be 7 or 8 inches, maybe even more.

"Like it?" Ronnie giggled, unashamed of his pride and joy.

"I..uh, it's nice," I stammered.

"Told you he had a big one," Johnny lauhged, then to Ronnie, "it shoot yet?"

"Yeah, when I rub it or...someone else does," he said sounding shy.

"I bet all the boys at school want to get a feel of it, don't they?"

"A few," Ronnie said blushing.

"Can we?" 

"Okay," he said sounding happy again, "I trust you guys. You won't tell nobody."

"Heck no, we like you Ronnie and we won't tell nobody. But boy oh boy, I bet any boy who sees that thing is jealous," Johnny said reaching over to grab Ronnie's cock and give it a good squeeze.

It was slender and tapered with a mushroom shaped head that was a bit darker than the shaft. He was cut tight and there was no loose skin and right then it was so hard the skin looked stretched all along his lovely pecker. I couldn't see his balls but I would have bet they were still hairless and that got me to thinking about his taint and what lay back of that. Let's face it, I'd become obsessed with buttholes ever since I'd discoved a pecker would fit in one, and always curious about that most private place when I met a boy.

"Get you a feel," Johnny growled to me and I put my trembling hand below Johnny's.

It was warm and soft to the touch, but hard as steel. Steel wrapped in velvet. I let my hand wander down into his shorts, and as if he wanted me to continue, he dropped his shorts lower finally letting us get a look at his nuts. 

Like his dick they were huge and as I'd thought, hairless and beautiful. I wanted so badly to take them in my mouth and suck on them, but I didn't think this was the time or place. Instead I just continued to squeeze his pecker in time with Johnny's movement and pretty soon Ronnie started breathing real hard and then he cried out and arched his hips up forcing his pecker through our fingers.The first squirt hit the wall above the urinal and I watched it run down even as the second squirt flew out and hit the back of the urinal. There were two more hard squirts then his pecker just drooled out a little more and he was done.

Without thinking about it I swirled my hand around his cock head and wet my hand with his cum and then brought it to my mouth and tasted it. It was sweet, so sweet it surprised me, and I lapped it up like honey.

Both Johnny and Ronnie were watching me and I blushed when I looked up and shrugged. Johnny laughed then leaned down and licked up what little was left on Ronnie's beautiful cock and smacked his lips.

"Damn he tastes good," he said to me grinning.

"Like honey."

"Huh uh," Ronnie giggled, "Can I taste you guys?"

Whoa, was he offering to blow us or what.

"Sure but let's go somewhere more private."

We didn't argue, instead we zipped up and followed Johnny as he led us to the cropse of evergreens where Ben and I had sat and talked just a day or so ago. Only this time we made our way into the little clearing inside and once inside we were completely hidden from anyone who might happen by. 

Johnny whipped out his pecker immediately, and despite having gotten off just a short time ago, he was hard as a rock.

Ronnie dropped to his knees and began licking Johnny's pecker up and down before swallowing it to the root and suddenly I realized that despite being slow, Ronnie was anything but innocent. He'd learned how to suck a dick somewhere along the way, and who knew what else, and that made my pecker tingle with excitement.

My brain had long ago given up trying to control my body when I was this way and my pecker was in full control as I knelt down behind Ronnie and began rubbing his ass. 

When he didn't resist I reached around him and undid the snap on his shorts and lowered his zipper and tugged his shorts and underwear down exposing his plump rosy ass cheeks. 

I growled as I began rubbing those perfect mounds of soft bouncy flesh and Ronnie manuevered himself so I could get a better feel of it and in the process I caught a glimpse of his little brown hole.

I sucked in a deep breath and freed my rampant pecker and began to jack off just looking at his cute butt and rubbing it with my other hand. 

"You can put it in there," Ronnie said coming up off Johnny long enough to speak, and then wiggling his butt at me to futher explain what he meant.

Well, I wanted to...so bad, but somehow it just seemed wrong, and anyway I had already reached the point of no return, and suddenly I was grunting and panting as my sperm splattered on the ground beside us. 

Johnny took one look at what was happening and began to fill Ronnie's mouth with his thick pecker juice and Ronnie didn't stop till he had it all and Johnny was licked clean. 

Even then Ronnie wasn't done, and scooting over he found my wet pecker and cleaned it up with his soft full lips and almost made me come again. 

I was shaking as I tucked my deflating pecker away and I felt a little bad about what had just happened.

Johnny was tucking his pecker away and when I looked over at him he shrugged as if to say "sorry".

"You shoulda' put it in my butthole," Ronnie said tucking his semi-hard cock back in his shorts.

"Sorry, I just got carried away..."

"Next time you can. Hey, you guys wanna' come back to my house and play some more?"

"Naw, we gotta get back to Robert's but we had fun, right Robert?"

"Yeah, you're really a neat guy Ronnie," I said feeling a little sorry for him. Was his dick the only thing people liked about him, well that and his ass?

"Oh...okay," he said sounding disappointed, "will you come back and play sometime?"

"Sure, maybe you could even come to my house sometime," I offered, vowing not to have sex with him if he did.

We rode Ronnie back to his house and said goodbye then rode back to my house just in time for supper. 

Mom had meatloaf and mashed potatoes and string beans and of course Johnny's welcome home cake and ice cream and we had a great time sitting around and talking and filling up with delicious food. 

That night after our shower as we lay in bed naked and cuddling we talked about Ronnie a little. 

"I really like that kid, but I feel sorry for him sometimes. He doesn't have a lot of friends, but once his pecker got so big he found out he could attract other kids just by giving them a look or feel of it, and one thing led to another."

"You mean he lets guys have sex with him just so he won't be alone?"

"I think so. Look how easy he was gonna' give up his ass to you, which by the way, I don't know how you passed that up."

"I...I felt bad for him, and I was too far gone by then anyway. I blasted so hard it hurt."

"Yeah, well we treated him nice and he likes us and I'm cool with it if you want him to come down and you two hang out. He needs someone nice to hang with sometimes so he knows he's not just a big walking dick."

"Yeah, I'll try to be his friend. But now, let's forget about him and concentrate on us."

"Oh, what did you have in mind?" he giggled.

"Well, I didn't get any ass today and my pecker was all set for some....."

We fucked each other twice that night and fell asleep in a tangle of sticky arms and legs and didn't wake till our bladders drove us out of bed the next morning. 

After peeing and dressing we staggered to the kitchen and had pancakes and oatmeal before making our plans for the day.

"So what are you boys up to today?" my mom asked as she began to clean up the mess we'd made.

"I think I want to see all our old friends," Johnny said smiling, "and go to all our old favorite places, "he said wistfully.

"I bet you miss this old town, don't you?"

"I sure do," Johnny sighed, "I don't see much of the town there, but the farm is pretty neat. I have a cool neighbor who's about my age and we hang out and swim in the creek there."

I'd told mom and dad all about Caleb, well not everything, so mom knew who he was talking about.

"Well, you have today and tomorrow to get reacquainted with everyone and everything. Just be careful and stay out of trouble," she said giving us the mom look.

"We will," I said practically bubbling over with joy. I had Johnny all to myself  and I was going to take advantage of every minute of it.

I grabbed my ball cap and we headed out the back door. I grabbed my bike and walked it around front and Johnny grabbed his bike and we were off. First stop, Donnie's house.

Donnie's house was one street over and about two houses down from mine and in our younger days we'd practically worn a trail out between our two houses. We'd always cut through Mr. Rudd's yard when we were on foot and he never seemed to care. He was the Fire Chief for our volunteer fire department and pretty cool for an old guy.

This time we road up the street and up the sidewalk along Graham Avenue then turned the corner onto Donnie's street. His house was the second one on the left and covered a big lot with a separate house and garage. Beside it was Emma's Laundry and the air smelled of bleach and detergent most of the time.

We parked our bikes and climbed the steps and knocked on the door and after a few minutes Larry, Donnie's older brother, came to the door wearing just a pair of shorts and no shirt. He'd grown some too and was even more impressive and sexy looking than he used to be. I could see tufts of dark hair under his arms and a little trail of hair from his belly button disappearing down into his shorts and I felt my pecker get a little hard.

"Hi, Larry. Is Donnie home?"

"Well, if it ain't Robert and Johnny. I thought you moved away?" he said looking at Johnny and grinning.

"I did, but I came to visit."

"Bet you two are gonna have some fun tonight," he almost growled.

"So is Donnie home?" I repeated.

"Naw, he's at Walter's. I think they went to the big park," then suddenly I saw something in Larry's eyes that sort of scared and excited me at the same time, "No one home but me, you all wanna' come in for some Koolaid?"

I looked at Johnny and he just shrugged. I wasn't sure I really wanted to go in, but my feet were moving in that direction as soon as Larry opened the screen door. He led us to the kitchen and iced three glasses and poured us some grape Koolaid and we took it into the living room and sat on the couch. I noticed Larry managed to steer us into position so that he was in the middle and when he stretched out his long legs and put his feet on the coffee table it made the bulge in his shorts very obvious.

"I was just getting ready to look at some nudie books and stroke it," he said in a sultry voice, "you guys wanna join me?"

I didn't know what to say, instead I looked around Larry and locked eyes with Johnny. We hadn't had time to talk about this very thing, doing it with other guys, and I wasn't sure where we stood on it. I wasn't totally against it, but I wanted to make sure Johnny was okay with it.

"I brought some good ones with me...to Robert's," Johnny said grinning, "My friend Caleb brought them from California and they show everything."

"We should go back to my room," Larry said sitting up suddenly, "come on bring your drinks," he said standing and heading off toward the room he shared with Donnie. 

I looked at Johnny and he shrugged once more, but there was something in his eyes that said he was all in and wanted this to happen, and that was all I needed to know.

"Come on, let's see what he wants," Johnny said goosing me as I led the way, "This will be a warmup for later."

I wondered if Johnny really understood how Larry was. He wasn't going to be satisfied to get himself off with two perfectly good boys nearby. I'd be lucky if I didn't wind up getting fucked, but at the very least I figured I'd be sucking his dick, maybe even both of us.

"You guys get lost?" Larry joked, when we caught up with him in the bedroom he shared with Donnie.

My eyes almost popped out of my head when I saw him then. He'd dropped his shorts and stood naked, his 7" of hard teenage meat swinging in the breeze sticking straight out from a thick patch of dark hair that looked so neat that I wanted to run my fingers through it.

"Wow," Johnny gasped, "your pecker is huge...and your balls."

Yeah, his balls were huge. And full of sperm...a lot of sperm. That I knew from my past experience, and I would have bet he could produce twice as much now.

"Well, what are you waiting for, get nekkid boys," he chuckled.

Johnny looked at me and shrugged once again and toed off his shoes and dropped his shorts and underwear and my eyes were drawn to my favorite pecker in the whole world. My love and lust for Johnny's most private parts must've shown on my face cause Larry laughed.

"Close your mouth Robert, unless you want to put it on my dick."

Dick, I liked that word. I didn't reply as I got naked and soon the room smelled like teenage boys and sex. 

We sat on Larry's bed, him in the middle, as he showed us his nudie book, but truth was I was more interested in what was in his lap than what was in his hands. Apparently he noticed and gave me a wink.

"You can touch it Robert, it won't bite, but it does spit," he cackled.

"So...are we gonna do each other then?" I asked stupidly.

"Sure, you do me and I'll do Johnny...unless you guys wanna do something more fun," he said raising and eyebrow.

"Like what?" It was Johnny who asked this time.

"Like maybe suck some dick," Larry said almost casually.

Johnny looked over at me and shrugged again. I wanted to slap him at that moment, his shrugging was confusing. Why couldn't he just speak what was on his mind?"

"I don't care," I said at last, "I'll suck Johnny," I added giving Larry a mean look.

"Well, okay, but I was thinking maybe we could switch around so everyone gets to suck everyone a little and then we can finish up with the last one."

I sighed, "Can't we just jack off?"

"That's no fun, I can do that alone. Come on, we're all friends here. Donnie and I do it and I know you guys do it with Donnie. I know all you guys do this stuff. I just want to be part of the fun...come on, what do you stay? Please guys..." he begged and he almost looked pitiful at that moment.

Didn't he have any friends his age to mess with? I wondered. And what about girls? I'd heard he had a girlfriend at one time. Didn't that work out or was she like most girls and wouldn't put out so he had to find another way to get relief?

"It's okay if you want to," Johnny said locking eyes with me and smiling, and there was something in his look that said he was not only good with it, but that he wanted it too.

So who was I to deny my boyfriend what he wanted, especially when I wanted it too. Without another word I fell to my knees and took Larry's big ole' dick in my mouth and began sucking on it like I was starved for him. 

His pecker juice was sweet and I lapped it up, peeling back his foreskin and tasting his musky cheese and loving every moment of it. I couldn't resist those big balls of his either and I licked and sucked on them a little, even though I didn't really like the hair down there. In fact I had to pick a strand or two out of my teeth later.

I had Larry really going, moaning and thrusting and trying to push my head down on it when suddenly I pulled up and moved over to Johnny leaving Larry high and dry. He whimpered but didn't say anything, instead he began to jerk his pecker slowly just to keep the feeling going.

I swallowed Johnny to the root and worked my wicked tongue around his pecker head just like he liked it. He ran his fingers gently through my hair, but unlike Larry he didn't try to force me. He just sat there and let me have my way, enjoying every moment of it.

"Hey, it's my turn," Larry whined, pushing me away and going down on Johnny in a surprise move, "now suck mine..." he said coming up for a second. So that was his plan.

"My turn to suck you," Johnny said before I could answer and he pushed Larry away and I scooted over as he knelt between Larry's legs."

"Both of you..." he muttered, "one can lick my nuts," he said as he fell back on the bed.

I looked at Johnny and grinned and we went to work. Together like this it was fun and we took turns on his nuts and dick and pretty soon we had Larry coming up off the bed trying to get off, but we kept him on the edge for a long time, controlling him and loving the power we had over him. 

When we finally decided to let him come we both wrapped our hand around his dick and pumped him till he began to spew his thick white cum. The first volley went straight up three feet before crashing down on his neck and chest and the second hit him right in the mouth. He instinctively licked his lips as he moaned and continued to pump out four or five shorter, but just as powerful squirts of white thick goo.

When he was spent and his dick was just oozing a little I squeezed what was left out off the end and wiped my hand on Larry's flat taut stomach. He was really a hot looking guy and I was glad we'd helped him get off, but I was done. I didn't need anything else from him and I didn't think Johnny did either. Without speaking I stood and began to dress and Johnny followed my lead.

"Hey, where you guys goin"?"

"We had fun, but we have to go. Thanks for the Koolaid," I said grinning over at Johnny.

"Well, okay...I guess I can't complain. I got my rocks off and it was good. You guys make a good team," he said grinning, "come back anytime."

We left Larry naked laying on his bed and grabbed our bikes and rode off toward the other side of town and the big park, but it was some time before either of said anything.

"I should have warned you," I said looking at Johnny for just a second before looking back at the road, "He's always horny and he don't care how he gets off."

"That's okay, I think what we did was fun...cause we did it together. Are you okay with it?"

"Yeah, I think it was fun too. And we saved ourselves for later and it's gonna be a big one," I laughed, "I'm just glad I got out of there without getting a pecker up the butt, I only want your pecker up there from now on."

"You better stop talkin' about that or I'm gonna pull you off that bike and rape you right here by the side of the road," he giggled.

"Oh no, not here," I giggled back, "at least wait till we get to the park, we can do it on a picnic table."

"Or in the toilet," he said giving me a wicked look, "I really am horny."

"Oh damn, we should go back then and let Larry finish that blow job," I teased.

"He was awful at it, all teeth and no skill at all. That's why I pulled him off of me. I was afraid he was gonna bite my dick off." We both burst out in laughter then and we were still laughing when we reached the park. 

We didn't see Donnie and Walter at first then we saw their bikes near the tennis court and finally located them sitting on a picnic table on the backside of the bathrooms.

We were able to sneak up on them by parking our bikes on the front side of the bathroom and sneaking around the corner. We peeked around the corner and I nodded to Johnny. Their backs were turned to us and I whispered in Johnny's ear what I had in mind and then we took off running hooping and hollering as loud as we could.

The two swung around and when they saw it was us they got up and headed our way. We met half way and we bumped together and hugged and greeted each other like we hadn't seen each other in ages.

"I didn't know you was in town," Donnie said grinning.

"I was keeping it a surprise," I said grinning back, "Johnny's staying all weekend and he wanted to see all the old gang and go to all the old spots."

"That's great," Walter said smiling warmly. Walter had grown some too, but he was still the same old teddy bear we all knew and loved.

"We should all go over to Gerald's house and get him," I suggested and everyone agreed it was a plan.

"Anyone got money?" Johnny asked, "I got two bucks."

"I have money," I offered, "I been mowing lawns with Ben." Oops, I hadn't told Johnny about that yet.

"Oh yeah, he helpin' you?" Johnny said eying me curiously.

"Yeah, I figured we could get the work done faster if there were two of us and we could do more lawns that way. So far it's worked out fine."

"So, we should go get Ben too," Johnny said grinning, "any friend of yours is a friend of mine."

"He, uh might not want to hang with us," I stuttered.

"Well, we can ask him. Doesn't  he live pretty close by."

"Yeah, I guess we can go see if he's home..." I mumbled.

We rode four abreast all the way and didn't encounter a single car. When we arrived at Ben's I went up to the door and knocked and his sister Brandy answered the door.

"Yeah, what do you want? If you're lookin' for Ben, he's not here. I think he went over to his friend's house."

"Oh, okay. That's okay...thanks." I said feeling relieved.

She closed the door and I joined the others and gave them the bad, or was it good? news. 

"Well, maybe we can try again tomorrow," Johnny said not giving up.

"Sure, okay. Let's go surprise Gerald."

The ride to Gerald's took us past downtown and Johnny was gawking like a tourist as we rode through it. By the time we arrived at Gerald's we were tired and sweaty but we weren't disappointed. Gerald must've smelled us coming cause he was on his front porch by the time we were in sight.

He was at the gate and grinning like a mad man by the time we pulled up on the other side.

"Hey Johnny, good to see ya."

"You too, can you hang with us? We're going downtown to raise hell," Johnny laughed.

"Yeah, let me holler at my ma and grab my bike."

Five minutes later we were headed back to town to raise some hell.

Johnny seemed different that day. I can't really explain it, but it was as he was more interesting and more out-going, and for Johnny that's saying a lot. Johnny has always been the cock of the walk and when the bunch of us were together Johnny was always the leader of the pack. But that day, it was different. Oh, everyone was still hanging on his every word and asking his opinion on everything, but instead of just taking charge and making all the decisions, he was involving each of us in what was going on.

I think the others were surprised too, especially Donnie, who had known him as long as I had, but the truth was, everyone was loving the new Johnny even more than the old one, if that was possible. Maybe he was growing up. Maybe we all were. Maybe moving away had been good for him in a way, maybe for all of us. Sometimes it takes missing someone to really understand how important they are to you.

We rode from one end of town to the other then back up the other side, hitting all our favorite places, and having more fun than I can ever remember. We bought cherry limeaids at Cherokee Drug and drank then sitting astride our bikes on the sidewalk in front of the Allred Theater. 

The marquee said there was a Saturday Morning showing featuring the Three Stooges and Rocky Jones. The main feature was The Dirty Dozen and the first showing was at 7 pm.

"Hey, we should all go see The Dirty Dozen tonight,"  Johnny suggested, "What do you guys think, wanna see some cool American guys assassinate some Nazis?"

"I can't. I don't have any money," Gerald said frowning.

"How bout' the rest of you guys. Does anyone have any money?"

"I do," I piped in, "I can pay our way in Johnny."

"I have some money too. Anyone else?"

Walter spoke up then, "I can pay for me and Donnie."

"Then it's settled, Robert and I can pay for Gerald and we can all go."

"Aww...you guys, I wouldn't feel right letting you guys pay my way in. Maybe I could ask my mom for a dollar or something."

"You can if you want and if she gives it to you we can use it to buy drinks and popcorn."

"So, sounds like it's settled then," I said excitedly. "We can have a blast. We can sit down front and that way we won't bother anyone with our cutting up and laughing."

"Sound good to you guys?" Johnny asked, acting concerned about everyone's feelings again.

"Yeah, I think it's a great idea," Walter said, "but how bout' we do something after too, like all of us spend the night at someone's house?"

"That's a great idea," Johnny said picking up on the idea right away. "Hey, Robert...think your folks would let us sleep in the clubhouse?"

"Yeah, I bet they would and there's lots of room, a couch even. You guys could get your sleeping bags and we could drop them off at my house before the movie."

"You sure your folks won't mind?" Gerald asked sounding doubtful.

"Gerald you've met my folks. Do they ever say no when it comes to my friends?"

"Well...no, I guess not," he chuckled, "I'm sure my ma will say it's okay."

So we cut our time downtown a little short and Gerald and Walter split off and went home to go  ask permission and grab their sleeping bags and get money if they could. Donnie rode to my house with us and waited to make sure my folks were okay with the sleepover, and then rode on to his house.

Donnie returned about twenty minutes later and mom sent him out to the clubhouse where me and Johnny were getting things set up.

"I got a dollar from my mom and 50¢ from Larry. I sure didn't expect that, but he said he owed you and Johnny. What did he mean by that?"

Johnny and I looked at each other and burst out laughing and it took a while for us to settle down enough to tell him what had happened with Larry earlier in the day. 

"He shoulda' paid you double then," he laughed, "he got both of ya' on his pecker."

"Yeah, it was fun though. Hey, Donnie we don't want Gerald to feel bad about not having any money. I told my mom what was going on and she gave me two more dollars so we have plenty of money now."

"That's okay. I understand. I know how it is. Sometimes I ain't got a cent and Walter buys me stuff."

"That's what friends are for," Johnny said smiling, "all for one and one for all."

Walter arrived next, out of breath and sweating like mad as he piled his sleeping bag down on the floor.

"I got four dollars," he said grinning. "We should have plenty of money for drinks and stuff."

Gerald finally showed up and he was smiling big as he rolled up to find us sitting in the shade of the big tree in the corner.

"I got a buck and a half out' my ma. She said she was glad I was gonna have some fun and be with my friends."

"Great, this is gonna be so much fun," I said excitedly.

"Hey, what about your buddy Ben?" Johnny said suddenly.

"Well...he might not be home and we can't keep riding over there all day. The movie will start in a couple of hours..."

"Yeah, well...maybe tomorrow we can hang out with him."

What was up with Johnny wanting to get Ben involved? Was he just trying to be nice, or was he feeling around trying to figure out what was going on between us when he wasn't around.

We were interrupted by my mom hollering for us to come to the back door and when we got there she had a stack of bologna and cheese sandwiches and a big bag of chips and cans of pop for us. 

"I thought you boys might need a snack before the movie," she said smiling.

"Thanks mom."

"Yeah, thanks mom," Johnny said smiling.

"Thanks..." from all the others almost at once.

We had two sandwiches each and passed the bag of chips around till it was gone and drank our pop and squashed the cans on our heads or in our hands and then Johnny stomped them flat.

"Your mom is nice," Gerald said wistfully.

"Yeah, she's the best," from Johnny, "she's like my second mom. I've known her since I was a baby."

"How can you remember when you was a baby?" Donnie laughed.

"I just do. She used to baby sit me and change my dirty diapers," he laughed.

"Ewww...she saw your pecker," Donnie laughed.

"Yeah, and it was big back then too."

Everyone laughed at that and then we started talking about the movie and how much fun we'd have. I was so caught up in the excitement of the movie and the sleepover that I hadn't realized what it would mean for me and Johnny. 

I'd wanted to spend some time alone in bed with him, but now we'd be sleeping on the floor with three other boys crowded around us. That brought up another issue. Would we all mess around once the lights went out? How could we not? We were five horny teenage boys and the night was probably going to be a wild one.

We got drinks and popcorn and pickles before we sat down in the front of the theater as far from everyone as we could. The only ones close by were some younger boys that kept giggling at something one of them was doing and I wondered if it had something to do with sex. 

Johnny must've thought the same thing. "I bet they're touching each others peckers."

"Yeah, probably. We should sneak up on em' and catch em'," Donnie laughed.

"Guys, be nice. You wouldn't want someone messing with you if you were doing that stuff."

"Or like those kids at the Gin Mill," Gerald said grinning, "Remind me later and I'll tell you guys about that."

I wondered what that meant. Had Gerald gone back? If so what had happened. I didn't want to know, but I couldn't wait to hear all about it. I was confused by my feelings, but the movie started then and I put all that out of my head and just enjoyed the movie and being with my buddies.

For a bunch of teenage boy we were pretty quiet as we watched the movie, and except for a comment or to gasp or ooh and ah at some really exciting part of the movie, we were as still as if we'd been in church.

Not so for the boys behind us. I could hear them giggling and when I glanced back I saw one of the boys duck down behind the seat and then more giggling and suddenly my dick got hard. Was the one kid sucking the kid in the middle? Then the kid popped up and looked around and we locked eyes. It was one of the kids from the Gin Mill that day, the cute blond one. Even in the darkened theater I could see him blush and then he looked away and said something to his friend. I looked at the other two but neither of them was the boy he's been with that day. The other two looked a little older, maybe by a year or so and they sat on either side of him like they were sharing him.

I nudged Gerald who was to my right and leaned down and whispered in his ear, "Look behind us, that one kid...is he the one from the Gin Mill?"

Gerald turned and looked at the kid and it didn't take him long to recognize him, "Yeah, that's Toby. He's a little sex fiend," he chuckled, "Probably playing with both their peckers at once."

"Or blowing them," I muttered, then I told him I'd seen the blond boy go down between the legs of the boy on the right.

"Damn, that's hot. I should go sit with them," he laughed.

"I need to go pee," I said, "come with me and we'll talk."

I told Johnny and he insisted on coming too, but Walter and Donnie were glued to the screen and barely looked up. I did notice they were holding hands down between them where no one could see it and I thought that was very sweet.

As we passed the row with the three boys there was some covering up of crotches with hands, and so we didn't really get a look at anything, but the way they acted said it all. They'd been messing around right there in the movie theater and that took some guts. I had to respect that.

We were the only ones in the bathroom and as we took up separate urinals I waited for Gerald to talk. When he finally did I felt my pecker go hard and I was just barely able to finish peeing.

"That one kid Toby is worse than all of us put together. He loves suckin' peter as much as eating. I bet he'd suck all five of us and still be hungry for more. Oh, and that sweet butt of his is ripe for fucking too. I never got to, but I know he'd let me...heck, he'd let anyone."

"Damn Gerald, how do you know this?"

"I went back...after we split up."

"Who are we talking about?" Johnny wanted to know, so I filled him in.

"Trust me, it was hot. I'll tell you guys all about tonight when we get laid down. I bet everyone will be hard when I tell it."

I was a little shaky as we zipped up and went back to join the other two. In my head I was thinking it was wrong to mess with kids that young, but my dick was saying something else. Then I thought about Ronnie and what Johnny and I had done and what I almost did and I was more confused than ever. 

It was hard to concentrate on the movie after that, and I wasn't the only one who kept looking back at the three horny boys behind us. Johnny, who knew little of the situation, seemed as interested as Gerald and I, and I wondered about that. Was I the only one who thought little kids were off limits?  Then I remember Johnny had hinted that he'd messed with Ronnie back when he was a lot younger, and of course that brought me back to what the three of us had done. As I often did when I was unsure about things, I just decided to let things happen as they would and deal with them then.

The movie was good, and I managed to appreciate it despite my preoccupation with Toby and his buddies and my new feelings about Ronnie, but I think it was more about being with my buddies than the quality of the movie. 

On the way out the three boys were in front of us and my eyes were on Toby's ass as those two small globes danced in his too tight shorts. Was he trying to get raped? I wondered. I already knew he was so cute it hurt, and now that I saw his body up close and dressed as he was, he could have been mistaken for a girl easily. Toby would turn out to be the first femboy I ever met, though at the time I didn't understand any of that stuff. Ronnie might have been a sex fiend and have a big dick and a nice ass, but I didn't see anything feminine about him.

Gerald nudged me and pointed with his eyes, but my eyes were already zeroed in on Toby's cute butt and my dick tingled at the thought of prying those chubby cheeks apart and filling him with my teenage pecker. I shook my head and looked away. What was happening to me? I had Johnny and that was all I needed. I didn't need to be thinking about some little boy's ass.

The three boys peeled off at the lobby and headed toward the bathroom and Gerald told us to hold up a minute and wait for him and he took off following them.

"Where's he going?" Donnie asked looked confused.

"He's chasing tail," Johnny laughed, "and a cute one I might add."

I cuffed Johnny gently, "He's a little kid."

"Not so little. When we were that age we were stuffing dicks in each other," he reminded me as we waited outside on the still warm sidewalk leaning against the building while Walter and Donnie looked at us questioningly.

"We'll explain later," I said at last, "I mean Gerald will. He's got the real story."

Walter and Donnie didn't seem all that interested anyway. I think they were too much into each other to think about things like that anymore. As much in love as Johnny and I were, I think Walter and Donnie might have actually been more in love, or at least closer. From what I knew they spent almost every waking hour together and a lot of sleeping hours as well. Though I doubted there was much sleeping going on when those two were in bed. Probably only when they were exhausted from doing it six times...ha ha.

Gerald emerged grinning a few minutes later and asked me to sniff his finger.

"Why, what did you do?"

"Just sniff it, go on...you'll like it."

I didn't want to, really I didn't. Oh who am I kidding? I was dying to do it, I just couldn't let anyone know so I resisted of course, until Gerald finally just held his finger under my nose and I didn't pull away.

I knew immediately what I was smelling and my dick went on bone in a heartbeat and I felt faint. Maybe that was from the sudden rush of blood from my head to my pecker, but probably it was because I knew without a doubt I was smelling Toby's butthole on Gerald's finger.

"How?" was all my trembling lips could mutter.

"I goosed him when he was peeing with his pants down around his ankles. The other two thought it was funny."

"Gerald! What if he had told someone...an adult or someone...?"

Gerald laughed, "Tell someone? Why would he do that? He liked it and held my hand there. If we'd had more time I'd  have put more than my finger in there. I'm gonna do that though...just you wait. I know where he lives now and I'm gonna go see him tomorrow."

"Just be careful," was all I could say, then I changed the subject before anyone could ask too many questions and we were headed to my house.

We checked in with my folks to let them know we were home and mom had snacks and drinks for us to take with us to the clubhouse. Even after the popcorn and pickles and sodas we were hungry and we thanked her and eagerly accepted them.

The clubhouse had electricity, well a single hanging light that is, and we'd left it on earlier so we wouldn't be coming back to a dark place. Once we were inside I latched the door and we  were safe to do or say anything we wanted.

Johnny and I, and Walter and Donnie squeezed onto the couch and Gerald sat at our feet on a pile of sleeping bags as we ate our snack and sipped our Shasta Soda. I was dying for Gerald to tell us about the boys but I didn't want to sound too interested so I just bided my time and eventually he got around to it. To make it easier to understand what  he was going to say I filled the others in on what happened before we split up and how we'd met the boys then Gerald took over. As well as I can remember it, here is his story of what happened with Toby and the other boy in the Gin Mill.  

Toby and Mitch

"As soon as you was out of sight I headed back to the Gin Mill. I just knew those two was gonna' be messing around and I had to see. At first I was just gonna watch, you know, maybe jerk off, but man oh man when I saw what was goin' on I just had to get in on the action.

They hadn't gone in very far. They were still right there at the entrance and as I stepped up to the door I could see them. The blond kid was on his knees and he was blowin' the other kid and from the sounds they was makin' they were both enjoyin' it. 

I noticed the blond kid kept reaching back and rubbing the other kid's butt, but he kept pushing his hand away and saying stuff like, "no, I don't do that." It was kind of funny.

Then the blond kid, started lickin' the other kid's nuts and he was moaning so loud I was afraid the cops would come lookin' for someone been murdered or something. 

Funny thing though, while he was licking the kids nuts his hand went back to the kid's ass and this time he didn't push him away. I guess he was too into the nuts thing or something.

Then just as I was about to pull out my pecker and start whackin' away they saw me. 

The blond kid just smiled at me, but the other kid went all crazy trying to get his pants up and then he tripped and fell on his ass. It was hilarious. So I walked on in, my pecker leading the way in my shorts. It was so hard it hurt.

I told em' don't stop on my account, that I was okay with it and just wanted to watch. I told the kid on the ground that I wouldn't tell no one and he seemed to be thinking about what I'd said. His dick was still hard and I think he really needed for Blondy to finish what he'd started.

"Promise?" He asked me real nice and I did the pinky swear and he was okay after that. Blondy never needed any promises, I think he knew what I wanted and he was fine with it.

I told them my name and found out the blond boy was Toby and the other kid was Mitch. They were cousins and Mitch was visiting from out of town. Mitch is 12, Toby is 11 and a half.

Anyway I convinced them to keep on doing what they was doin' only this time I dropped my shorts and showed em' by big ole' pecker. And that did it, Toby's eyes got big and I swear his mouth was waterin' and it was all he could do to go back to his cousin's little peter after that. But he did and he managed to get a squeaky little come out of him, but I don't know if he shot sperm or not cause if he did Toby swallowed it all down. 

Kid is like a leech when he's on a pecker. He don't let go till he's done. Mitch's eyes were sort of glassed over and he looked shaky so I suggested he sit down on the bale of hay I was sitting on and he pulled up his shorts and plopped down beside me panting like he'd run all the way there.

Toby was still eying my pecker and I gave him a nod and he was on it like hogs on slop. He swallowed the thing whole and I knew right then and there that this kid wasn't innocent. That he'd been suckin' pecker for a while and big ones too. Maybe a brother or older cousin or hell, maybe all the big boys in the neighborhood, but some one had taught him real good how to suck a dick.

As I looked down at him I could almost think he was a girl goin' at it like that. He was pretty like a girl, and I could see his ass in his shorts and it was so...(he made a growling sound) so full and hot looking and I grabbed onto it and squeezed it while he sucked me.

"He likes it up the butt," Mitch said casual as could be.

I almost choked when he said that and I was ready to whip him around and find out for sure if that was true when suddenly I came and filled his mouth up with my babies. He gulped it all down and licked me clean, even licked my nuts, and no offense guys, but that was the best blowjob I ever had.

So I'm wore out and disappointed cause I didn't get to fuck the little fucker,(He laughed real big here at his joke)but I felt like I owed him something so I offered to blow him back and he just says, "that's okay. I had fun, but we gotta go."

So just like that him and his cousin are out the door leaving me to watch their cute backsides and my dick springs back to life again and I'm tempted to yell at Toby to come back so I can fuck him, but instead I just whip it out and jerk off all over the floor and then I go home and think about Toby all the rest of the day and night and jerk off thinking about that cute ass of his.

Then today we see him at the movies and Robert and I saw what they were doing back there behind us, playing touchie feely and I knew I'd been right about him. Then when I saw them go into the bathroom I just had to go too and I goosed him and got a good whiff of that butt and oh man, I got to have it wrapped around my dong. Oh God, I can't think of nothin' else. So I got his address and I know where he lives and the little fucker is gonna get fucked. And when I'm done with him maybe, just maybe I'll share him with you guys." 

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When Gerald was finished I adjusted my own hard pecker and looked at the others. To a man everyone was boned up and I guess it was then that I realized that I was as perverted as the rest of them and I quit worrying about whether Toby or was too young or we were too old to be messing with him. I guess the truth was, that could have been us there in the barn messing around and caught by an older boy, and I'm almost certain the outcome would have been the same. After all, Larry was older and look how I'd gone after him and his big ole' pecker.

A person can spend a lot of time worrying about this or that and whether what you feel is good or bad, but in the end you are gonna do what you're gonna do and then you just gotta' live with it. I guess I knew right then and there that if I got that chance, that little fucker Toby was gonna get fucked with my big ole' teenage pecker.

It's hard to ignore five hard teenage cocks and once we got naked there was no stopping the inevitable. Johnny finally pulled out the nudie books he'd brought and he wasn't kidding, they did show everything. We sat sharing the books, slowly stroking our hard cocks, and then one thing led to another and pretty soon we were helping each other out. It was like a run away mine train, cocks rubbing against asses, and mouths swallowing cocks, and it was hard to tell who was doing what to who once we turned out the light. 

I still hadn't had that talk with Johnny about doing stuff with other guys, but it seemed pointless as I watched him fucking Donnie in the dim light of the clubhouse that night. Did I care? Surprisingly, no. I didn't feel threatened by any of the boys there, they were all our friends, our butt buddies, and we could share with them and not take away from what we had. Could Caleb and Ben join this brotherhood of butt buddies, or would they always a problem between us?

I didn't let anyone fuck me except Johnny that night, but that didn't stop me from fucking Gerald senseless. I imagined he was Toby and that his ass was virgin and I came so hard I saw stars. After that I settled down and pretty soon Johnny snuggled in beside me and I felt his hard cock in my ass crack.

"Fuck me so hard I beg you for more," I muttered out of  my head with lust for him.

I heard someone giggle, Donnie I think, and then Johnny was in me and fucking like there was no tomorrow. I think I spoke in tongues that night cause later everyone told me I was muttering crazy shit that no one could understand, but it only made Johnny want me more. He told me later that of all the times we'd made love this one time seemed to be more special than all the others, because we were celebrating our getting back together with all our best friends there. I thought that was so romantic I actually cried. 

Sleep finally took  us over, but the smell of sex and teenage boys hung in the air long after we'd came that one last time. We paired off, except poor Gerald of course, who claimed the couch and slept like the dead. I awoke to find him hard just as the morning sun crept through the small window at the top of the wall and I felt something very special for him at that moment. 

I wiggled free of Johnny who snored loudly then rolled over onto his side and continued to sleep. I scooted over to where Gerald lay, his legs slightly open and his family jewels on display for me, and gently grabbed his pecker and brought it to it's full glory.

He muttered something in his sleep but didn't wake up, even when I began licking the cheese from his cock head. He tasted like boy and sex and my own cock was rock hard as I got into sucking him big time. I fondled his balls and eventually snaked my hand to his ass and felt the dried cum there from last night's fucking. 

I fingered his ass as I sucked him for all I was worth and suddenly he moaned and began to reward me with a mouthful of his tasty cum. 

"Damn, you know how to throw a sleepover," he muttered still sounding a bit sleepy, but happy.

"I couldn't resist, sorry. It was just so hard and it tastes so good," I said grinning and showing a little of the cum still in my mouth. 

"You can fuck me you want," he said rolling over to expose his cute rear.

"I'm okay," I said realizing I wasn't as horny as I'd been when I was blowing him, "but I gotta pee, you coming?"

"I already did," he joked, "but yeah, I need to pee."

We slipped on shorts and tiptoed into the house and peed and washed up a little as my folks and Mikey slept on. When we got back the others were still sleeping and we fell back down in our places and joined them.

When I woke next time it was sweltering hot inside the clubhouse and I dressed quickly and by then the others were up getting dressed too. We went  inside where my mom was fixing breakfast for the masses.  I suddenly realized how much work this was for my mom and still she did it because she loved me and all my friends. I felt a little bad about putting her out like that and I gave her a big hug without explaining.

"Thanks mom."

"You're welcome sweety. I bet you boys are hungry. Did you have a good time last night? How was the movie?" 

We told her as much as we could and she seemed delighted to hear we'd had a good time. After breakfast I enlisted the help of everyone and we cleaned up the mess and washed and dried the dishes while mom and dad took Mikey outside to enjoy the fresh air and sunshine.

Afterwards we joined our parents and all of us boys spent time with Mikey and he had a blast. That kid was growing so fast and he was so smart, way smarter than I was at that age I reckon, and I was as proud of him as if he was my own kid.

With all the money we'd collected the next day we still had some left over so we decided to go swimming. Donnie went home and changed into his swimsuit while Johnny and I did the same at my house and I loaned Gerald a suit so he wouldn't have to go home. 

Walter lived close to the pool so he rode on home to get his trunks and met us at the pool. We paid our money and since we were already wearing our suits we didn't need a locker. We showered off in the change room and then hit the pool and had a blast.

Johnny and Donnie were taking turns off the high dive while Gerald and Walter and I played around toward the middle of the pool. Gerald swam under us and grabbed our dicks and it was on. We played grab ass and chase till the lifeguard, a stuckup looking teenage girl, gave us a mean look.

"She looks like she'd like a sausage up her twat," Gerald said grinning, "Maybe if she had one she wouldn't be so mean."

"Why don't you go ask her," I teased and he gave me that look that said, are you challenging me?

"I could," he said studying her carefully, "I bet she has a tight pussy and her tits are pretty nice too."

"Forget it Gerald, we don't want to get thrown out of the pool before the summer even begins."

"Okay, okay...but I bet she'd like it," he said still staring at her.

Johnny swam up then and hung on my shoulders, but he didn't try to dunk me or anything. If anyone besides the life guard was looking they probably wondered what was going on cause he was almost cuddling me and I felt a little  uncomfortable. So...to relieve my discomfort I did the only thing I could think of and I turned around and grabbed him and dunked him playfully. Only he wasn't expecting it and he got a mouthful of water and came up sputtering and coughing like he was drowning.

"What the hell was that for?" he screached between coughs. Then before I could appologize he was swimming toward the edge of the pool and he climbed out and went over to sit on one of the benchs by the fence.

"Uh oh, lover boy is mad at you," Gerald said looking serious, "you better go appologize or you won't be gettin' none tonight."

"Shut up Gerald," Walter said forcefully, "Go on Robert, go tell him you was just playin'."

As I approached him he was sitting with his head down on his chest breathing like he'd run a race. I sat down beside him and didn't speak for a moment just in case he was going to get up and run away again, but he stayed put.

"I know why you did that," he said calmly.

"Uh...I was just playing. I'm sorry..." I sputtered.

"You did it cause you're ashamed to have people know we're...that way...together."

I sighed, "Johnny I am not ashamed of you or of being with you, but...I gotta live in this town and face all those other kids every day at school. Just because our friends understand doesn't mean everyone else will. Look at Bruce. He hates kids like us, he was going to kill me before you stopped him. And he's not the only one. There are kids worse than him. If the word gets out that I'm queer or that I like boys I'm dead."

"I know," he said sounding defeated, "but it's not fair and it makes me...sad and mad at the same time."

"Me too," I said giving him a sad smile, "but if I could I'd shout it from the rooftops and tell everyone that you're my boyfriend, cause I am so...so proud of you and I love you so much."

"I know, I feel the same,." he said then he was quiet for a minute or two before adding, "Do you think it will ever be any better? Will there ever be a time we can be who we are and not have to worry about what other people think?"

"Maybe...I've heard it's better at college. Maybe we can both go to college together."

"Huh, I'm not smart enough to go to college and even if I was my folks couldn't afford it."

"There are other ways. You could work or something and pay your own way."

"I don't know, I haven't really thought that far ahead. I just feel like I'm growing up and finding out that the world isn't as much fun as I thought it was when I was a kid."

"You still have me, isn't that worth something?" I said grinning.

"Yeah, you and all our friends. I guess I'm ready to go back in now, but you better watch out," he said grinning and looking more like the old Johnny, "cause I owe you one. When you least expect it, expect it."

We stayed till almost five and Walter and Gerald said they had to go home. I told them I'd hang on to their sleeping bags till they needed them, probably when we went to Uncle Joe's farm, and the two rode off in opposite directions leaving just Donnie and Johnny and me. Donnie rode with us to my house then said goodbye and rode on home. Johnny told him to be sure to thank Larry for the money and we all laughed.

We were sunburned and exhausted and hungry as wolves, but fortunately my folks had that covered. Dad was cooking burgers and hot dogs on the grill, mom had made potato salad, and there was iced tea and sodas and chips, and for dessert lemon merangue pie.

We played in the backyard, still wearing our swim trunks which were mostly dry by then, and finally stole a hot dog from the grill. Dad laughed and swatted at us, but he was easy and we got away with a lot around him. I think he loved Johnny as much as he loved me and Mikey and it seemed like our happy little family was most complete when Johnny was there.

We ate on the picnic table dad had built with his own hands and some fumbling help from me when I was about ten, and I can't remember enjoying food or the people around me more. It seemed like old times in some ways, but some things would never be the same and I think we all knew it. Well, except Mikey who still had all his special times ahead of him.

"I talked to your dad the other day," my dad said suddenly.

"What did he say," Johnny laughed, "was he complainin' about how much I griped about living in the boonies?"

"No, nothing like that but he did have some interesting things to say," my dad said mysteriously.

"Like what?" from me. I knew dad was trying to say something important, but I didn't know why he was beating around the bush.

"Oh, I think it's best if Johnny hears  it from his folks first, but it's good news," my dad said grinnig.

"Carl, you'll have these boys going half out of their minds trying to figure out what you're talking about," mom laughed.

"It's not my place to say," dad said stirring his iced tea with a long spoon.

"Then why did you bring it up?" I said before I could stop myself.

"Can't I tease you boys anymore?" dad said sounding hurt.

"I guess we'll just have to wait and see what it is," Johnny said not sounding as interested as I was. He knew my dad was a kidder and he probably thought it was just some kind of joke.

"Anyone got room for pie?" mom asked changing the subject.

All of us did and I helped Mikey eat his, but I swear he got more on his face than in his tummy. He would make the cutest face when he tasted the slightly tart lemon filling then smack his lips and smile when he tasted the sweet surgary merangue.

The mosquitos finally came out we cleaned up or mess and went inside before they carried us away. If you've never lived in Oklahoma you don't know what it's like to deal with those vicious blood suckers and that year they were especially bad. The city even ran trucks up and down the streets at night spraying bug killer into the air, and when I think back on that I have to wonder what were they using? This was years before DDT was banned and I guess we were all lucky to have lived despite the poisoning of the air.

We hadn't bathed the night before, but we had showered at the pool, still we had ran around and sweated and we were more than willing to shower before bed. Of course we wanted to shower together, but my folks were still up wandering around so we settled for taking our showers separately. 

In a way I guess it was a good thing, cause I'm not sure if I could have kept my hands off Johnny and the noise would have probably scared the neighbors.

All squeaky clean and fresh we piled down on my bed wearing just our undies, but those wouldn't last long once we were sure my folks were settled in for the night. We lay there and talked about the day and the night before and somehow we came back to the subject of Toby.

"So do you think Gerald meant it when he said he was gonna butt fuck that little blond kid?"

"Oh yeah, he meant it. I think Gerald is a worse sex fiend than any of us."

"But we sort of got him started, so we really can't blame him."

"OH no, he was doin' stuff with his step brother before I ever met him."

"Well, we encouraged him I guess. So...this blond kid...do you think he'd let Gerald do that?"

"I don't know Johnny. I only met the kid that one time and he had his clothes on then," I laughed, "it was Gerald who saw him at work."

"Hmmm...would you do a kid that young?" Johnny asked, feeling me out.

"Well," I sat up then and looked right in Johnny's eyes, "we said we should always be honest with each other...right?"

"Yeah, I think that's important for us right now...don't you?"

"Yeah, yeah...I do and so...well, at first I was thinking Gerald was sick or something wanting to mess with those younger kids, but after he told me what was going on with them and after I saw Toby and those other boys messing around at the movies...I don't know, I guess I saw things differently."

"And you were watching that kid's ass when he was walking in front of us up the aisle at the movie theater," Johnny chuckled.

"Yeah, I was," I said nervously. This honesty thing was embarrassing and hard.

"So...would you fuck him?"

I nodded, "If he wanted it and it was safe...I think I would. I mean not if you didn't want me to..."

"I'd be next in line," Johnny growled rubbing the front of his Fruit of the Looms which were tented like mad.

"Does that make us sick?" I wondered aloud.

"Nope, makes us horny teenage boys, that's all.

"But he's not even 12 yet."

"We started when we were 11 and Larry was older, what's the difference?"

I nodded, "Yeah, I guess. Did you notice how pretty that kid Toby is? He sort of looks like a girl and his butt is...so plump and squeezable."

Johnny laughed, "Yeah, I bet he likes it up the butt a lot. I bet he'd bend over for anyone. I've heard about boys like that, but I've never met one of them before."

"What do you mean?"

"You know, queer boys who act like girls and look like girls. Sometimes they even dress like girls. I bet Toby would wear girl's panties if someone gave him a pair," he laughed.

"I wonder if he gets beat up at school?" I asked, suddenly thinking about my own fear of being different.

"Well, maybe...but I bet he gets lots of horny boys wanting sex too," Johnny laughed.

"Like those two at the movies...I wonder if they're friends or if they just brought Toby for sex fun?"

"I bet Toby has lots of friends, girls and boys. Hey, I wonder if he goes to Washington?"

"Probably since he was on that side of town when we met him. I bet Gerald knows, he knows where he lives."

"Yeah, I bet Gerald will be sniffing his way over to Toby's house tomorrow and getting after that ass."

We talked about Ronnie next, but we'd pretty much exhausted the subject and we left that alone and moved on to other things. I still wasn't sure about all of this stuff with the younger boys, but I sure wasn't going to worry about it with Johnny right here where I could get my hands on him.

The thought of Toby and Ronnie had me hard and leaking, but I didn't need to feel deprived, I had the sexiest boy in the whole world laying right beside me and it was time for the fun to begin. 

Slipping out of bed I tip-toed to the door and listened, then threw the barrel bolt and dropped my underwear on the way back to bed. Johnny raised his cute butt and stripped off his undies and I fell down on top of him and ground my hard wet pecker against his. 

"I love you so much Johnny Williams," I said as I nuzzled his neck.

"I love you too," he said sounding happy, "let's not sleep tonight, let's mess around all night...till we're sore."

"I'm in if you are, but let's take it slow and make it last," I said then I brought my lips to his and kissed him deeply before he could reply.

I broke the kiss and moved down to his neck then his perky little nipples and sucked on them till he was squirming around like he had ants in his pubic hair. I loved his smooth skin with the hint of muscles beneath and his flat smooth tummy and belly button and I kissed and licked every square inch of him from neck to crotch.

His pecker was as hard as I'd ever seen it, the skin was retracted all the way and the head looked angry and red. A drop of pre-cum appeared at the slit and I licked it off causing him to shudder. As many times as I'd tasted and smelled him, it was always so exciting it made me tremble with desire for him. It was as if we were meant to be together and as corny as it sounded we sort of completed each other. 

Sometimes it was scary how close we got when we made love. It was as if I couldn't tell where I began and he ended, especially when we were inside each other and it was even more so that night. I knew every line, every wrinkle, every vein of that thing that made him all boy and I felt as if it belonged as much to me as it did to him. I loved the way his nuts pulled up tight beneath his pecker when he was ready to come and I loved licking that place right beneath his nuts and then letting my tongue wonder into his butthole.

I did all those things and he responded as always by moaning and encouraging me to continue by raising his legs and offering himself to me. His hole was as delicious as the food I'd devoured earlier and I had this image of one of those hot dogs I'd eaten going in and out of Johnny's hole and it caused me to laugh.

"What?" Johnny chuckled.

"Nothing, I'll tell you later," I said going back to lapping up his juicy behind. Got how I loved that part of him, even when I didn't get my pecker in there, and he loved my loving it. Johnny was unique in more ways than one, but it was years later that I really realized it. He could take as well as give with the right person and I was obviously that person.

"Fuck me," Johnny suddenly growled and the lust in his voice made my cock squeeze out a drop of pre-cum as if it was agreeing.

I didn't reply, I'm not sure I could  have at the moment. I was too caught up in the moment and so excited I was trembling. I pushed his legs high and he grabbed his knees and pulled them even higher. That left his sturdy feet flooping around right there in front of my face and I couldn't control myself. 

I'd loved on his feet before, but nothing like that night. I sucked and slobbered over both feet and all ten toes as he moaned his approval, but eventually he became impatient for me to get down to business and I settled for just holding his feet while I pounded his ass for all it was worth. 

That was the way Johnny liked it when we fucked. Or should I say when he got fucked. When he was in me he was usually quite gentle and loving, but when he got it up the butt he liked it rough. I wondered if that had anything to do with the fact that he was so masculine and if he'd let someone fuck him gently it might have seemed more effeminate to him. I gave up worrying about it eventually and just let things happen as they would and I have never been disappointed in our love making.

"Fuck me hard," Johnny panted, "pretend I'm that little blond sissy. Knock me up," Johnny said surprising the heck out of me and driving me into the hottest fuck of our life. 

I knew it was wrong, but I closed my eyes and imagined Toby's plump white ass beneath me, my pecker pistoning in and out and pulling the pucked hole out a little way with each upward stroke and then pushing it back as I shoved myself back into his bowels. I could almost see his pretty face, his eyes wide and his mouth open in shock as he was fucked senseless by a boy almost three years older than him.

I came so hard I literally saw black around the edges of my vision and my heart was pounding so hard I'm surprised my folks didn't hear it. Of course they would have had plenty to hear if they'd been listening, Johnny's moans, my panting and swearing, and the springs squeaking, but not once was anything ever said about those noises.

I pulled out and fell down beside Johnny, completely exhausted and sweating so much it looked like I'd taken another shower. Johnny lowered his legs and rolled his head to look into my eyes.

"My God, that was good. I thought I was gonna come just from getting fucked." he panted, "You must want that little sissy bad," he giggled, "I know I do," he added growling lustily.

"I haven't come that hard in a long time," I said still panting, "I guess I want that more than I thought. Are you sure that doesn't bother you, me thinking about someone else when I'm fucking you?"

"Nope, as long as I get the benefits," he chuckled. He rolled closer and kissed my cheek, "Look, I love you no matter what. I don't want to own you, I just want to know you're there when I need you. I can live with you messing with other boys as long as I'm the most important one in your life. Is that okay?"

"I think I feel the same way, but I'm not sure I can be as understanding as you are. Can I be honest? I still worry about what you and Caleb are doing when I'm not there."

"Don't worry. Caleb knows the score. He's upset with me right now cause I haven't done anything with him since you left, but I don't know how long I can hold out. If you say I shouldn't do anything with him then I won't, but I'll be honest...I want to."

"I won't tell you that. I can't, cause I can't do it and I can't expect you to either. All I want is for us to be honest with each other. If we do stuff with other boys then we need to tell each other, that's all I'm saying. Cause...well, that day at the Gin Mill, me and Gerald blew each other before we met those boys."

"That's okay. I figured you weren't there checking out the pigeons," he laughed, "but that stuff doesn't bother me."

"But the stuff I did with Ben, that does...right?"

I could tell I'd hit a nerve and it took Johnny a minute to answer.

"I don't know why," he said looking into my eyes and I was lost in the warm pools of chocolate that I loved so much.

"I do," I said helping him out, "Cause I met him when you weren't around and you don't know him like I do. To you he's not safe cause you don't know how he is. Well, that's my fault cause I never planned on getting that close to him. I don't mean close like I love him or anything, but close like sex. I wanted him to be that friend that was just a friend and I blew it. I mean I blew him," I laughed.

"It's more than that," Johnny said frowning, "I think I blamed him for  you getting beat up. I always thought if he hadn't come along that wouldn't have happened. I was so scared when I saw you laying there on the ground. Don't you ever do anything like that again."

"Okay, so now we know what the problem is, what do we do about it?"

"I want to go see him tomorrow and get to know him. That's why I kept suggesting we go get him all those times."

"Okay, then that's what we'll do. I think once you get to know him you'll understand why I like him so much. I feel a little sorry for him too. Did I ever tell you about his sister getting molested by their dad?"

We talked about Ben and his family for a long time but I finally realized Johnny hadn't got off yet and I felt bad about chattering away while he was still hard and wanting some relief. 

I moved down and took up where I left off but once I had him hard and wet I fell onto my back and raised my legs high and invited him to return the favor he'd granted me. As usual he was loving and tender, placing little kisses all over my face then French kissing me when he was close. He grunted into my mouth and began unloading and I could tell by the look on his face that it was as intense for him as my orgasm had been earlier.

We cuddled afterwards, and maybe slept a little, but I was awakened some time later by Johnny's wicked mouth on my cock and I was soon fully erect. We moved into position and did a long slow 69 while feeling up each others ass and when we were done we tip toed to the bathroom and peed and washed up a little.

Back in bed Johnny spooned up to my back and placed his limp wiener in my crack and we fell asleep that way. When I woke the next time it was still dark, but the limp wiener was more like a stick of firewood now. I pushed back trying to wake Johnny up and give him a hint of what I wanted, and when he didn't give me any help, I took things into my own hands. Reaching back I grabbed his slick cock and lined it up with my butthole and wiggled around till I had him buried inside me.

"Are you raping yourself," he chuckled from behind me.

"Well, you were asleep and hard and I couldn't wait any longer."

"Ummm...that feels good. Just relax, I got this now," he said as he grabbed my hips and started moving in and out slowly and rhythmically.

He took his time but we were both fully awake by the time he came, painting my insides with his sticky love, but as soon as it was over we fell back asleep, Johnny still deep inside me.

I awoke at first light and felt something sticky and wet on my legs and butt crack and realized it was Johnny's cum. I stretched and reached for my boyfriend and found his pillow empty. He appeared a few minutes later with a wash cloth and without explaining he began cleaning me  up.

When he was finished he laid back down beside me and snuggled in close, "Sorry I made a little mess while you were asleep. I kept thinking you'd wake up, but you just kept on sleeping and I rubbed one out on your butt."

"Damn it Johnny, why didn't you wake me up," I teased, "I missed it and now I'm sad."

"Well, I can take care of that," he said rolling me onto my back and grabbing my hard pecker, "I'll kiss your ass if you want, but first...your pecker."

He gave me an amazing blowjob while fondling my nuts and rubbing my taint before plunging a finger in my sticky hole. I cried out and began filling his mouth with a small load of cum and he gobbled it down noisily. My nuts were working overtime to make more sperm, but let's face it, they can only make so much and I was running dry.

I collapsed and fell back asleep and the next time I awoke the sun was shining in the window and it was already getting hot in the room. I peeled back the sheet that covered us and stared at Johnny's beautiful naked body for a long time. I'd seen a picture of Michelangelo's David in an art book at school and I thought David was a dog compared to my Johnny. Of course Johnny's pecker was bigger and that made a lot of difference, that and the fact that I loved that boy with all my heart and soul. 

I was tracing little trails on his soft flawless chest when his eyes flickered open and he smiled and melted my heart. 

"Morning," he said yawning and stretching.

"Morning, you are so sexy," I said running my hand down to all that made him boy and giving it a gentle squeeze.

"Whoa, careful.  I need to go pee."

"Me too, but we better get dressed or we might scare my folks," I joked.

"Yeah, your mom would be scared for life, Mikey too, but I bet your dad would find us interesting."

"Why do you say that?" I said rubbing his tummy and causing him to purr like a cat.

"Oh, I don't know...I think guys are just more curious about that stuff. I mean if I was your dad I'd be curious how you turned out. You know, compare how you look to how he looked at that age?"

"Oh, I guess. I mean I was kind of curious about my dad's body till I finally got a peek at it."

"Yeah, I bet he's hot," Johnny teased and I hit him with a pillow.

"Don't say that about my dad," I laughed as I jumped on him and started tickling him.

"Boys, breakfast!" from my dad outside the door, "stop wrestling and come  and get it."

We were giggling as we got dressed and after a stop at the bathroom to piss and wash up we headed to the kitchen. Mom had pancakes and sausage and scrambled eggs and we ate till we were stuffed, washing it down with orange juice and milk.

We offered to help clean up, but mom shooed us out of the house, saying we only had a few hours left to visit and that remined us that soon we'd be apart again.

"Did I tell you Ricky was coming to visit?" I asked as we walked into my back yard.

"Yeah, I think so or maybe he did. I still get letters from him, but I don't write him as much."

"How come, you guys are still friends, right?"

"Oh yeah, sure...I mean it's just that with all that stuff going on with us and then the move, I didn't feel much like writing."

"Okay, well you should write him when you get home and tell him everything's okay. He worries about you too."

"He does?" Johnny said looking surprised.

"Yeah, we all do you dope." I laughed.

"Penis head," he laughed and we started wrestling just like old times. 

Around four Johnny's mom and dad drove up and my folks invited them in for ice tea and to talk while Johnny and I sat on the front porch and enjoyed our last few minutes together. We'd already said our goodbyes in the clubhouse, naked and in each others mouth, and kissed till our lips were chaffed. 

"Johnny, Robert can you come in here please," my dad say coming to the door.

"Okay," I said looking at Johnny and feeling a little worried. What if they'd figured things out and were going to call us out for being queer or something?

"Sit down boys," my dad said trying to hide his smile, but I knew him too well. We weren't in trouble, though I doubted Johnny knew that yet.

"Well," Johnny's dad began, "I'm not much on talkin', but see here's what the deal is. The plant wants me to go to Kansas to help open a new plant there and well...it's gonna be for a few months and we'd be livin' in a motel room mostly and well...we didn't think you'd like being drug all the way to Kansas and stuck in a hotel so...we asked Robert's folks if they'd mind keepin' you for a while and well...they said yes, though I don't know how they can stand you that long." The last part was said with a smile and we knew he was only kidding. That despite being tough and not as open with his feeling as my dad was, he loved Johnny and was proud of him and he really did want what was best for him.

"You mean it?" Johnny said jumping up and dancing around, "I get to stay here with Robert and  his folks the whole summer?"

"Yes, that's what it means," this from my dad, "but you'll have to follow the rules and be good or we'll mail you to Kansas in a wooden box," my dad teased.

"Oh yes sir, I'll be good and I'll help with the chores and I'll do anything you want."

"So, we brought you some things and you have a key and if you need anything else the Warrens' have said they'd take you home to get it," Johnny's mom said, "We'll be leaving in the morning so we came to say goodbye tonight," she said looking a little sad.

Johnny went over to her and hugged her and kissed her on the cheek, "Thanks mom, thanks dad, thanks Mr. and Mrs. Warren. Then he giggled, "Thanks Robert and thanks Mikey."

"The boys done gone crazy," Johnny's dad laughed. 

After that we sat around and visited and recalled old times and sippped tea and Johnny's mom played with or held Mikey almost the whole time, and I sort of wondered if she thought about her dead daughter and that part missing from their happy family. Well, okay maybe it wasn't that happy, but her dying was pretty sad even for Johnny who she treated like crap.

Mom asked them to stay for supper but they said they had to get home and finish packing  so we walked them to the truck and Johnny got his things and hugged them both goodbye and we watched them drive away. 

Mom and dad went inside leaving just us two and I looked at Johnny and smiled really big, "The whole summer in bed together," I said trying not to be too loud, "how could life get any better?"

End of Chapter 21




 OMG, the whole summer together? What more could two horny teenage lovers ask for? Will Ricky's visit upset the apple cart or will he play right into their plans. And what about femboy Toby? Will Gerald deflower him and  what's more will it lead to Robert and Johnny taking a turn?



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5-19-18

Kewl Dad

 





I have updated my story list if you see any missing please let me know.

Other stories by Kewl Dad

* Denotes Series, rest are short stories



  1. A Christmas for Joey

  2. A Christmas With Nick

  3. Accidental Dad*

  4. Adolescent

  5. Alex and Aidan*

  6. Andy Tastes Like Candy

  7. At the Dike*

  8. Black Cock

  9. Boy Glory Hole

  10. Bullied

  11. Christmas Boy

  12. CL Cock Sucker

  13. Cory*

  14. Corey's Scent

  15. Cody's Christmas Wish

  16. Dirt Bikes and Blowjobs

  17. DMV Boy

  18. Dougie's Story #Part 3 of a series

  19. Emoji  (The Story of Joe)

  20. The Family*

  21. The Ginger and the Chub

  22. Hair Salon Boys

  23. I Heart You

  24. Little Brother's Feet*

  25. Lost in Fear*

  26. Mars

  27. McChicken

  28. My Best Friend's Dad *Related story to My Son's Best Friends

  29. My Not so Miserable Life

  30. My Little Runaway #Part 1 of a series

  31. My Son's Best Friends *Related series to My Best Friend's Dad

  32. My 11th Summer*

  33. One Night

  34. Poindexter Files*

  35. Pride-Pride

  36. Rabbit: A Christmas Story

  37. Second Chance for Love

  38. Six Black Boys*

  39. Skateboard Boy*

  40. Skateboard Christmas

  41. Sudden Family*

  42. Taking a Chance on Love

  43. The Year I Learned to Love my Brother (TYILTLMB)*

  44. The Reynolds Twins*

  45. Tommy Boy #Part two of a series

  46. To the Max

  47. Tracy*

  48. Trailer Park Christmas

  49. Trick or Treet Dress Up

  50. Tween to Teen*

  51. What a Dollar Will Buy

  52. Wild Wild West Again

  53. It's Amazing What Sex Can do for a Guy (as smoothoperator52)