Aging Out

Aging Out 13

"OOOOH FUU..." Tyce yelled when Austin shot him. Austin had been stalking Tyce for almost twenty minutes before getting a clear shot. Austin didn't hesitate and put two rounds into the middle of Tyce's chest.

Austin was on team Dirk and Tyce was on team Jay. With Tyce eliminated, Jay was easy prey for Dirk, and the Black Bears took the first paintball game of the day. Dirk's team was Austin, Peter, Ethan, Ben, Donte, and Jax. Jay's team, the Hawks, was Tyce, Paul, Evan, Jeff, Zeke, and Tim. It had been decided that partners would be on opposite teams to increase competitiveness. Austin and Tyce had several wagers riding on the games, and Austin was already in the lead, which had Tyce eager to even the score. Of course, win, lose, or draw, settling the bets would be enjoyable for both horny, young men.

There was actually a business reason for playing paintball at Adventure Park in Dallas the Monday before Peter and Paul started back to school. A couple of Dirk's buddies from his days as an Army Ranger, were looking to start an adventure sports business near Broken Bow, and were looking for investors. Dirk and Jay were considering investing and agreed to introduce some friends that might also be interested in investing to Micah Belvin and Jonas Garvin, the park's developers. The paintball games were a way of showing investors what the business was about.

Micah and Jonas were cousins by birth, but brothers by upbringing. Both had been raised by their grandmother, Mabel Belvin. The Garvin and Belvin clans were important families in the Choctaw Nation and Mabel wanted Micah and Jonas raised with respect for their ancestors. So, when her son moved to Dallas and her daughter moved to Tulsa for economic opportunities, she insisted that the boys stay with her. Micah's and Jonas' pokni, Choctaw for grandmother, was a leader in the preservation of Choctaw culture and language.

Jonas was straight, but Micah was what many Native Americans referred to as two-spirits, or non-binary. Dirk and Micah had hooked up on occasion in Iraq, and at first Jay was a bit uncomfortable meeting Micah. However, Dirk assured him that he and Micah were just friends, and their sexual history was just two soldiers finding a distraction from life in a war zone.

Tyce and Austin weren't the only ones with a bet riding on the day's activity, and Jay was ready to get the next game underway. For two hours the teams battled, and it wasn't until the final game that the championship was decided. The Black Bears won when Jay and Paul, the last two Hawks, were caught in a crossfire of paintballs. They took multiple hits, including a couple to Jay's ass from Dirk, who couldn't stop laughing at his lover's bright orange backside.

After they cleaned up, the group headed over to Micah's parents' house for supper and a presentation about the proposed adventure park. Micah's father was the warehouse supervisor for a national air freight company at DFW Airport, and his mother worked at a travel agency organizing and marketing bus tours for retirees. Between the two of them they could afford the White American Dream in the suburbs. However, in their hearts, their dream was to return to Choctaw land.

Micah Belvin, Sr. was grilling burgers when the group arrived. After welcoming everyone he and his wife Alta, continued to prepare the meal, and Micah and Jonas led the group to the basement media room for a presentation about the development.

Micah started the meeting by introducing himself and Jonas, he also introduced Nathan Trahern. Tyce recognized Nathan from his SEOSU orientation classes and waved. Nathan smiled and joined the boys who had all found seats along the back wall.

"Hey Nathan," Tyce said, "I didn't expect to see you today."

Nathan wasn't sure just what to say, and finally said, "Micah and I have been seeing each other."

"Good for you. Let me introduce Austin," Tyce said, then smiled, "he's my boyfriend." Tyce then pointed to Peter, Paul, Ethan, and Evan and said, "Those four haven't settled on their doubles partners yet. Frankly, I won't be shocked if they never do."

Nathan looked a bit confused then said, "Wait, is everyone here.....?"

"Everyone but Jonas," Tyce said.

Meanwhile, Michal and Jonas laid out their plan. It seemed that the Gavin family had held one particular piece of land since the 1820s when the Choctaw were forced to relocate to Oklahoma. The Gavin family called the property "The Waste." Because of its remoteness and the terrain, it had never been farmed and barely cut for timber. Over the years, The Waste had become a family commons used primarily for hunting, fishing, and camping. The only buildings on the property were a small cabin and a barn. However, in recent years, outsiders have begun to trespass on the land, but more concerning was that drug labs have been discovered by the DEA on the property. So the family, Mabel in particular, wanted someone settled on the land.

That's when Micah and Jonas started seriously working on their dream of having an adventure sports business. In addition to a paintball field, they planned to build a zipline course, and eventually a ropes course. Beyond marketing to tourists and thrill seekers, their eventual goal was to create a program for corporate and group team building retreats.

The deal Jonas and Micah struck with their family was that they would live on the property and manage it in exchange for using 50 acres of the 350 acres for their business. They also agreed to limited activities from the start of hunting season on October 1 until its end April 15. What Micah and Jonas were looking for was 200,000 dollars in start up capital.

Jonas said, "Micah and I, our parents and Pokini Belvin have pooled 60,000 dollars, and we're looking to add another 60,000 to that before we consider taking out a loan. We are getting assistance and mentoring from the Choctaw Small Business Development Agency so we feel confident in the business plan we have developed. We've given you each a copy of our prospectus, and hope you will look it over, ask any questions you might have, and give this your honest consideration."

After the meal, Dirk stood up and said, "Jay and I want to invest 10,000 dollars. When we bought The Walt Whitman, it was scary. We didn't know if we were making a huge mistake, but when our friends started offering to invest in our dream, that was so encouraging and gave us the confidence to take the risk. Also, when you are ready to launch the project, we would be happy to put a link to your business on The Whitman and Ledges websites, and spread the word on our social media."

Jax said, "Tim and I were some of the early investors in The Whitman, and that was a great investment. When I say it was a great investment, I mean it wasn't just a financially smart thing, it was a socially smart thing. Dirk and Jay have used their business to make a difference in people's lives. I hope you can follow their example, so we are also offering to invest 10,000 dollars."

Ben and Jeff pledged 5,000 in cash and 5,000 in labor. Then Zeke and Donte did the same. Finally, Tyce raised his hand, "How much are you selling the shares for?"

"500 a share," Jonas said.

Tyce looked at the guys sitting in the back, and they all nodded. Then he said, "We'll each take a share, and when you open we will spread the word."

Micah and Jonas were getting emotional. They hadn't expected anyone to actually commit to investing that night, but they now understood what Dirk had been talking about the support of friends deciding to invest in your dream. Jay asked, "Do you have this prospectus in digital form?"

"Yes," Micah said.

"Well, I sent out a text to the group of people who were the initial investors in The Whitman, and several of them are interested in investing as well. I thought I could shoot them a copy of the prospectus."

Micah and Jonas made sure to personally thank everyone for their investment and support. After a bit, Dirk said, "We need to head back home. We have guests arriving tomorrow and if all they see are women running the place, we might lose one of our gay stars."

Settling the Bet

"Are you sure you want to do this," Tyce asked.

Austin smiled and nodded.

"Okay, but once you start, there's no going back."

"I'm okay with that." Austin said.

"Then let's do it."

Austin dropped to his knees, just as Paul, Peter, Ethan, and Evan ran into the bath house. Paul yelled, "Wait, we want to watch!"

"NO!" yelled Tyce, "Get out of here, you little horny assholes."

"Come on," protested Peter, "We want to watch. It's going to be kinky hot!"

Tyce looked down at Austin who winked and said, "Come on big boy. It will drive them crazy."

"Oh, what the fuck." Tyce said giving in, "But, if I get any crap, or if there are any pictures, I am going to be kicking some twin asses."

The four all found a good spot to watch. Austin returned to Tyce's crotch, kissed his cock, and there was a buzzing sound, as Tyce's pubic hair began to fall to the shower floor.

"Careful, around the balls. I am pretty fond of the,," Tyce cautioned.

Austin looked up, smiled, and said, "So am I."

When Austin finished manscaping Tyce's pubes, he moved on to his chest, pits, and ass. When he was finished, Austin stepped back to admire his work, and the boys just looked at Tyce. Finally, Peter said, "Fuck, your cock looks huge!"

Tyce walked into the locker room, and looked in the wall of mirrors, and said, "Damn." The guys had been too busy as of late to get to the barber, so Tyce's hair was longer than normal, His hair had a natural curl when longer, and combined with his smooth body Tyce couldn't help thinking he looked like the statues of ancient Greek athletes.

Austin came up behind Tyce, wrapped his arms around him and whispered in his ear, "You know, Labor Day weekend is in two weeks. I bet `Twunkie Tyce' cleans up on tips."

Tyce smiled, and said, "Oh yeah. But you are going to have to keep it nice and trimmed until then."

"Not a problem babe; but now, I need to get my lips on that cock and my tongue in that smooth ass."

"Fuck, let's go."

Paul walked up and whispered in Austin's ear, "Can we borrow your clippers?"

Austin smiled and said, "Just make sure you sweep up all the hair."

Back in their cabin, Tyce and Austin didn't waste any time. Tyce flopped down on the bed, grabbed his ankles, spread his legs, and gave Austin access to a smooth, hungry hole. Austin was like a starving man being served a steak. After a long session of rimming, Tyce needed more, grabbed Austin, threw him onto his back, and mounted his cock. The two moaned in harmony as Tyce lowered himself onto Austin's throbbing cock.

Tyce was a wild man impaling himself over and over. Without pubes hiding the root of his cock, Tyce looked like a total porn star. Soon Austin screamed, "CUUUMMMMINGGG," and released a huge load into Tyce's hot man pussy. Watching his lover's face in the midst of an orgasm was more than Tyce could take, and he too shot his load. It was like his cock was a firehose soaking Austin's face and chest with a flood of pearly white cum.

After a second round Tyce and Austin fell asleep in each other's arms.

The next morning, both sets of twins were already in the shower when Tyce and Austin walked in. Ethan and Evan had to get an early start back to Dallas to celebrate their mother's birthday.

"What's this?" Tyce said. It seemed that Austin was the only one still sporting pubes.

The four just smiled.

Then Austin asked Peter and Paul, "Okay, Ethan and Evan are in college and it's probably not a big thing to be shaved, but what are you two going to say when you have to change and shower in the locker room?"

Peter said, "Paul and I have the biggest dicks at school. This just makes them look bigger. I'm betting they will be too self-conscious to say anything, especially knowing that Paul will come back with a roast about them not measuring up."

"I'd give odds that by the end of the week, half the football team will be sporting pubic mohawks and calling it a team building thing"

"Yeah," Peter added, "And the other half will be trying to figure out how to shave their jersey number into their pubes." The shower echoed with laughter.

"So Austin, when are you going to lose your bush," Ethan asked.

"I think I'll keep mine," Austin replied. "One of us has to be the daddy."

Again the shower filled with laughter.

School Daze

"Air conditioning schools was a stupid idea," Peter said at the morning staff meeting.

"Why do you say that?" April asked.

"Ever since they air conditioned the schools, they have been moving up the starting date. Before air conditioning, school didn't begin until the last week of August. Now, it's starting August 14. The worst part is we don't get out any earlier in the Spring. They just have added stupid days off and teacher's meetings to the year. I'm glad this is my last year of high school."

"A year from now, you will be longing for the carefree life of a high school slacker," April said.

"I doubt that, and for your information, I am not a slacker. I have a 4.0 in the Honors/AP track."

"Paul, what is you GPA?" May asked.

"I have a 3.87," Paul said, "I got a B in Freshmen English because the witch didn't like my essay titled, `The Art of the Fart' and gave it a C, so I ended up with a B in the class."

"That's disgusting!" Said May. "I am surprised you didn't get an F."

"She would have, except she had given us Benjamin Franklin's Five Lessons for Writing. Lesson one was: Find a writer you would like to emulate. So, I showed her an essay written by Benny himself that was presented to Royal Academy of Brussels titled, `Fart Proudly'."

"What did your parents say?" Austin asked.

"Well, dad gave me a lecture about taking school seriously. Mom, just laughed and said, `What the hell, you're not going to the Ivy League anyway'."

"I have a question," May said, "The two of you want to go to college to study beer production. How can you do that when you can't legally drink?"

"I was curious about that too," Paul said. "What we found was that Colorado's alcohol law has a `sip and spit' clause that allows underage students to take classes in beer and wine production."

"So what you're saying is you can taste the beer, but you can't enjoy the beer," Tyce said.

"Yeah," Peter said, "We are actually thinking about taking a year off after high school, then enrolling at SEOSU to get some of our general education classes out of the way," Peter said. "If do that, we would turn 21 before the start of our second year."

"We would love to have the two of you around for a couple of years," Jay said. "But when did you decide this?"

"When they found it was a 16-hour one-way road trip from Denver to the UT-Austin," Tyce said. "That's when Horny 1 and Horny 2 decided they need a gap year."

Peter and Paul both turn red and sheepishly grinned. The staff table burst into laughter.

"Well, whatever the reason," Dirk said, "I agree with Jay. It will be good to have two hard workers for a couple of more years."

Dirk went over the day's activities and jobs, and when breakfast was done everyone headed out. On the way down to the BBC, Tyce grabbed Austin and said, "You nailed my ass soooo good last night."

"Well tonight," Austin said, "I expect you to have something special planned for me."

"Like what?"

"You've got all day to figure that out, but I'm just telling you that I am expecting something original, hot, and involving your cock deep in my ass."

"What if I want you to fuck me?"

"Screw that! We are a 50/50 couple, and that includes in bed. As of late you have been taking the bottom role way too much."

"I thought we decided top or bottom are equal," Peter said defensively.

Austin stopped and gave Tyce a kiss. "Look babe, being the bottom does not make either of us less of a man, but you have become more...I don't know, more of a follower than a leader lately."

Tyce lowered his eyes, and said, "I guess I'm a bit scared. I was never a great student, and going back to school seems like maybe a mistake. So, I have been emotionally leaning on you more than I realized."

Austin wrapped his arms around Tyce and said, "First, never feel bad leaning on me, because I am never going to feel bad leaning on you." He then gave Tyce a kiss. "Second, you are smart, but more importantly you are more mature than you were in high school. You know what you want and that will make a better student." Austin kissed Tyce again. "Finally, I was a good student, so if you need me to proofread your papers, or help with college algebra, I am your guy." Now, it was Tyce's turn to kiss Austin.

"Thanks babe, I needed that." Tyce said, putting his head on Austin's shoulder. "I love you so much."

That afternoon, Tyce was mowing the border between the ball fields and the woods when he suddenly smiled. He knew his plan for the evening.

Starry Night

After supper, Dirk asked how many bowls of ice cream he needed to dip. April, May, Peter, and Paul all raised their hands. Dirk looked at Tyce and Austin.

"We've got plans," Tyce said.

Peter and Paul smiled, but Jay gave them a look that would have frightened Medusa, and said, "You two are watching the Ranger's game."

When Tyce and Austin were outside, Austin asked, "So what are we doing?"

"Patience boy, just get in the mule."

"Boy? I like the sound of that." Austin said.

Tyce drove carefully through the woods that surrounded the Whitman and BBC. The sun was just setting and the moon and first star were visible. This was a part of the property that Austin was not familiar with; it seemed undeveloped and primitive. Eventually, they arrived at what appeared to be a small homestead, but all that remained was the cement basement and slab of a house.

"Is this part of the Whitman?" Austin asked.

"Yes, the owner of the nature camp was selling this little piece to a couple of doomsday prepper, hippie types. They put in this cement bunker of a basement, but then just disappeared without paying off the land. So it reverted to the camp, and came with the camp's purchase."

Tyce began unloading the mule. He had brought a couple of camping sleeping pads, a large comforter, a cooler, and some torches. He put the torches at the corners of the foundation so as not to attract bugs to the party. Then in the middle of the foundation, he made a sleeping palette, and opened the cooler filled with bottles of water and chocolate raspberry cupcakes he's persuaded April to bake.

When everything was set up, Tyce kissed Austin and they slowly removed each other's clothes. The two young studs made love under the stars, surrounded by the flickering light of the torches. If some scholar of Greek mythology had happened upon them he could not have helped imagining Achilles and Antilochus making love on some secluded Trojan shore.

After Tyce flooded Austin with his second load, the two finally collapsed, and lay staring at the night sky. For a quarter of an hour, the two just admired the celestial canopy stretched above them. Austin broke the silence, "If I squint, it looks like Van Gough's painting The Starry Night."

"You're right," Tyce said as he also squinted. "I wonder if that is how he was inspired to paint that."

"I think he had another type of inspiration. He was in an insane asylum when he painted Starry Night. The year before he had cut off his left ear." Austin said.

"Damn, you know a lot of shit," Tyce said. "I am glad you are going to be my personal tutor. I might need quite a few sessions."

"Well, then you're lucky I accept payment in fucks."

"Damn right, and I have a hefty balance in the old sperm bank to draw on."

"That's good, because your account is still in arrears, and you need to make another deposit."

Tyce laughed and said, "The cock is willing, but the body is exhausted."

"Don't worry about that," Austin said as he rolled over and straddled Tyce. Austin began to lower himself on to Tyce's stiffening cock. The cum from the last two orgasms became the lube for the third. When he he had taken Tyce completely, Austin leaned forward and madly kissed Tyce, before sniffing his pits, and teasing his nipples.

When Austin gently nipped Tyce's nips with his teeth, there was nothing the Tyce could do to hold back the third sexual tidal wave of the evening. When he regained his ability to do more than moan and say, "Oh fuck," Tyce pushed Austin off and onto his back, and swallowed his cock. Austin's body stiffened and his head trashed to and fro, until finally he exploded in Tyce's mouth. Tyce swallowed every last drop, and once more the boys collapsed, but this time they cuddled up and gently drifted off to sleep.

Near one in the morning, Tyce woke up. The torches had died out, and the wind was beginning to pick up. "Hey babe," he said as he shook Austin, "I think we'd better go back to the cabin before it starts to rain."

They quickly loaded the mule, without bothering to get dressed. The guys were halfway back to their cabin when the clouds opened up and it began to pore. They left everything in the mule and ran into the cabin, quickly dried off, and cuddled up under the covers.

The next morning, Austin and Tyce were just leaving their cabin to head to the showers, when Peter and Paul joined them. "Hum," Paul said, "I wonder why Tyce and Austin decided to leave their clothes out in the rain?"

"Yeah," added Peter said knowingly, "It's almost like they were riding around last night buck naked." Peter had stepped outside to take a piss from the porch, just as Tyce and Austin pulled up in the mule.

"Fuck," Tyce said, "it's too early for this. Is there anything around here that will shut these two brats' yammers."

Austin smiled, opened the cooler, and pulled out the last of the cupcakes. When he held up the ziplock with the remaining three cupcakes, Paul's eyes widened and he started to ask, "Are those....."

"Yes," Austin said, "These are April's chocolate raspberry cupcakes, but you only get one if you shut up."

The twins both nodded and Austin gave each twin a cupcake. Then he took the third, divided it, and fed half to Tyce, as he said, "I think you might need this."

While showing, Austin asked Tyce more questions about the place where they were the night before.

"I really can't tell you much more," Tyce said. "What I know is what Jay told me one day when I was helping him clean up around the place. I asked him what he and Dirk were going to do with it, and he said they really hadn't thought much about it. I guess there is a private drive from the highway, so it could be sold. However, I think they like having the privacy that part of the property gives the rest of The Whitman."

They continued showering until finally Tyce asked, "So what are you thinking about doing with that building site?"

"Nothing."

"Don't lie to me."

"I'm not lying."

Tyce suddenly walked over to Austin's shower, grabbed his arms above his head, gave him a kiss, then said, "Come on tell me."

Austin shook his head. Then Tyce ground his cock into Austin's, and said in a bad Russian accent, "We have ways of making you talk."

Austin started to laugh when Tyce began licking his exposed pits. Austin tried to hold out, but in the time they'd known each other, Tyce had learned all of Austin's most ticklish spots. "Okay...okay... stop...."

"So you will spill your secrets."

Austin closed his lips tightly together. So Tyce began to wiggle his tongue and move in close. At this point Tyce didn't even have to touch Austin, and the boy was already squirming and giggling like a little girl.

"Okay, I'll tell you. You know I've been watching videos on how to give a professional massage."

"I most certainly do," Tyce said and gave Austin another kiss. Tyce was enjoying being Austin's practice client.

"Well from what I saw last night, that would be a great place for a massage/yoga/meditation studio. I've asked Jax what he thinks about touch therapy, and he said there aren't any conclusive studies on it, but he thinks there might be a role for it in counseling. Also, Tim said he's seen a lot of benefits from sports massage."

"So you are serious about becoming a massage therapist."

"I don't know," Austin said, "but I have been doing some research. Even if I didn't pursue it as a healing therapy, it could add another dimension to The Whitman."

Tyce thought for a minute, then said, "After the staff meeting, let's take a little drive in the woods and you can see the place in daylight."

"I would like that. Just don't say anything to Dirk and Jay...at least for a while."

After breakfast and the staff meeting. Tyce and Austin drove out to the abandoned building site. The location was one of the highest points on the property, and a small meadow helped to create a great view of the area.

"This is unbelievable," Austin said. "I think I would call it something like Big Sky spa."

"You're going to do this, aren't you?"

"I'm just thinking about it."

"That's bullshit," Tyce said with a smile. "You don't spitball. When you talk about something, you're serious."

"I suppose I am. I think I want to work on becoming a massage therapist this year. Then maybe look at the Physical Therapist and Sports Medicine Assistant program at Carl Albert State next Fall."

"Can you get your massage training around here, or will you have to go away to school?" Tyce said a bit concerned.

"I have found a program in Colorado that will let me do most of the book work online with only having to be in person for a day at the end of courses for exams. The only real time I will have to be there for any length of time is for the hands-on-lab classes, and I can do those all during a single four week session. "

"Four weeks?!"

Austin laughed, "Oh poor baby. How will you ever make it for four weeks without my lips to kiss, or my ass to fuck, or my cock to pound your sexy pucker."

"Oh, you're going to kill me," Tyce said. "Is it possible to die from sex starvation?"

Austin laughed, "Well, if I get started in September and stay with it, I think I can complete the book work in time to do the onsite training in March. That way, you can come to Colorado during your Spring Break. So, we will only be apart for three weeks. Hell, I bet you could even fly up for a weekend if the stress gets too much for you. We could rent a room near the Denver Airport and spend the weekend fucking liked sailors on shore leave."

Tyce grabbed Austin and said, "I love you, and I will support you in whatever you want to do."

"That means more than you can possibly know," Austin said, "and I will try my hardest to return that love and support to you."

Little Brothers

Wednesday night was slow at the backwoods. The lodge was full, but most of the guys were part of a gay choir who had booked several day to rest and practice before heading to Dallas for an LBGTQ music convention. They were leaving early in the morning, and most had already called it quits for the evening. By eight o'clock the bar and pool were deserted.

As the last group was heading back to the Lodge, Peter and Paul showed up, and Tyce waved them in. Even though the twins were 18, Dirk still wasn't comfortable with them sharing the pool with a bunch of naked daddies, particularly since manscaping their pubes they didn't look a day over 15.

Austin was already half-way through a beer and soaking in the shallow end of the pool when the twins jumped in and splashed him with water.

Austin just shook his head and asked, "Are you two ever going to grow up?"

"We're sorry daddy," the two said in unison, and then laughed.

Tyce turned off all the lights except for the pool's then grabbed a six pack of beer from the fridge and joined the guys in the pool.

At first the four just drank their beers and soaked, then Peter asked, "What do you guys think of Ethan and Evan?"

"We like them," Austin said. "Sure," Tyce added, "They are lot of fun."

Then Austin got serious and said, "Why the question? Is something wrong? Oh Shit! One of you is pregnant!"

Tyce and the twins burst into laughter.

"No," Paul said, "But that's not from lack of trying. Of course for Ethan and me, it would be Ethan that would be pregnant."

"So does this mean you have established couples?" Austin asked.

"In a way," Peter said, "It's kinda 70-20-10. Seventy percent of the time it's Paul and Ethan, me and Evan. Twenty percent it's Paul and Evan, Ethan and me. Ten percent, it's the four of us all together."

"Interesting," Tyce said.

"You know," Paul said, "they would like you guys to join the party sometime."

Tyce wrapped his arm around Austin, and said, "I don't know if I am willing to share."

Austin gave Tyce a kiss, and said so only Tyce heard, "My man has his swag back."

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