Expanding Horizons
I slept until mid-morning after my all-night experience with Kahoni. Mom was gone and had left a note suggesting I could have the rest of the apple pie for breakfast, an unusual treat. I didn't hesitate to take her up on it.
One of the side effects of Tocho's accident was that I now knew the way through the woods to his home. It was a mile and a half from my house on a lightly used path by way of the clearing. It was the route I would take almost daily to visit Tocho while he was housebound.
Tocho's mother met me at the door. "Good morning, Pahana. He is not in a good mood. Please find some way to cheer him up."
I smiled at her. "Good morning, Mother of my Brothers, I'll see what I can do."
She smiled back, a twinkle in her eyes. "Be careful of his sprained ankle."
The name had been suggested by Tocho's grandfather, whom I hadn't yet met. Her remark could have been innocent, but I didn't think it was.
I found Tocho lying on his bed staring at the ceiling. "It's only been three days, and I'm bored to death. We can only get two television channels, and there's nothing interesting on either one."
As I sat down on the edge of his bed, he quickly instructed me. "Be careful of my ankle."
I wanted to see his response. "Your mother already warned me about being careful of your ankle. But I wasn't sure exactly what she meant."
Tocho grinned at me. "She meant exactly what you thought. Everybody knows we're doing it, and they're all okay with it."
I was surprised. "I wish it were that simple at my house."
Tocho grinned more broadly. "It's more exciting there. The danger of getting caught turns me on."
I laughed. "Was the danger what motivated you to fuck me the first night you stayed at my house?"
He smiled smugly. "No. That time I was only interested in educating you about the spirit connection."
I stood up and took off my cargo shorts. "Sure. Wanna educate me some more? Or maybe I can educate you this time. I've been getting lessons from Mateo."
He sighed. "You can educate me if you insist, but be careful of my ankle. And I'll be surprised if you're as good as Mateo."
Mateo was a hard act to follow, but I did my best. And I didn't hurt his ankle.
I joined Tocho and his mother for lunch. I had some questions concerning nature.
"Tocho, how many different kinds of owls do we have around here?"
Tocho thought for a moment. "Four or five that I can think of. Why?"
"Do any of them make a low noise like 'boo-boo-boo-boo-boo', all one pitch?"
"Not that I can think of."
"Pueo." Tocho's mom had spoken.
We both looked at her.
"Pueo is an owl of Hawaii. Why do you ask, my son?"
"Because I heard him last night."
She nodded, and continued. "To the original Hawaiians, Pueo is what we would call a spirit guide. There are many legends about his power. That you should hear him here is strange. There is more to know about Pueo, but you must ask Benny."
Benny, again. It was coming together. Benny suggesting the first day that I spend the afternoon with Tocho. Benny encouraging Mateo and me to enjoy the meadow. Benny suggesting the basketball game with Pedro. And the unknown mutual friend which Kahoni and I shared. Benny had some role I needed to learn about. Yes, I must ask Benny.
In the meantime, maybe I ought to explore on my own. Mateo had made a couple of suggestions, and my day at the park had shown me how to follow up on them. Yeah, Benny didn't need to line up all of my sexual experiences for me.
When I got home, I changed into my board shorts and walked to the park, thinking about my last walk down there the night before. As if on cue, blending with the other sounds of nature, was the soft boo-boo-boo-boo-boo of Pueo. Apparently Pueo was around during the day as well as the night.
I waved at Pedro and went on down to the sandy beach, looking out at the diving platform. Kenji was there, horsing around with one of his friends. He waved at me and immediately swam to shore.
Kenji punched me on the arm. "Hey, Buddy. Good to see you. Wanna walk up to my private beach?"
I gave him a friendly slap on the side of the head. He grinned happily at the gesture of familiarity and followed up with a punch to my stomach.
I grinned back. "Sure, let's go, Tiger."
Kenji took off running along the path between the shoreline and the woods, his usual energetic self. I ran after him. When I caught up, he danced around me, playfully practicing his karate moves. I tried to imitate what he was doing. The next thing I knew I was flat on my back with Kenji grinning down at me.
"Don't fuck with an expert."
He took off running again. A hundred yards behind, I didn't catch up with him until he'd reached his "private place to swim and do stuff", a small pocket cove with a sandy beach surrounded by a grassy clearing. He'd already stripped and was out in the cove up to his chest.
"Come on, slowpoke."
I stripped and followed him in. We swam out to the river itself until we could feel the gentle current, and then back to the shore.
Back on the grass, he took up a karate stance. I tried to tackle him and found myself on my back again, this time with him on top, pinning me down. Although I outweighed him by about twenty pounds, I was unable to escape. We both had boners.
Grinning down at me, Kenji suddenly leaned over and kissed me on the lips.
I grinned up at him. "I think you've got another game in mind."
He grinned happily. "Yeah!"
"There's some lube in my shorts pocket."
"Why do I need that?"
"You gotta grease your pole or it won't go in."
He released my arms and sat back on my stomach. "Promise you won't move?"
I laughed and put my hands behind my head. "I won't move."
I watched while Kenji lubed himself.
"Toss me the lube."
He watched while I did my own preparations.
"Okay, we're ready."
Kenji wanted to make a game of it. He straddled me and pinned my arms again. Sliding down he rubbed our poles together, grinning all the time.
I grinned up at him. "You're gonna need at least one hand to put it in. I'm not going anywhere."
Releasing my arms, Kenji slid further down. Kneeling between my legs, he positioned his pole in the right place. For someone who apparently hadn't done it before, he had the right idea.
Suddenly he stopped. "I don't wanna hurt you."
I was going to miss the spirit connection. "I'll let you know if you do."
Slowly, Kenji slid in, his eyes closed in bliss. Once inside, he grinned down at me again.
"Cool!"
"Okay, Tiger, go for it."
Kenji began to move in and out, his face reflecting the pleasure he felt. Once again, I missed the connection which would have allowed me to feel his pleasure, too.
It didn't take long, and it wasn't hard to tell when he was close. With a squeal of excitement, he drove in hard and blew his load.
Pulling out, he sat on my stomach, his face beaming with pride.
"That was so cool, Buddy. Thanks for letting me do it. Do you wanna do it to me now?"
I smiled up at him. "We'll do that another time. Enjoy what you did for today."
There would be no memory video to play back for this one. For either of us. The spirit connection made a lot of difference.
We went in the water again to clean up.
Kenji wanted to educate me. "Do you wanna stay here for a while? I can teach you some karate moves."
I laughed. "It wouldn't work, Tiger. I'm hopeless with anything athletic. And I gotta go talk to Pedro for a while."
He smiled his perpetual smile. "Okay. But we gotta do this some more."
I grinned at him. "You can count on it."
When I got back to the beach, I climbed up and sat next to Pedro. He had been observant.
"I saw you going up the path with Kenji. After his interest yesterday, I suspect something might have happened."
I smiled smugly. "Yeah, he had his first time on top. It was a lot of fun, but it was tough without the spirit connection."
Pedro smiled. "We get spoiled. I've had the same experience, both on top and on the bottom. It takes a very observant person to succeed with that."
"He wanted me to do him too, but I told him to wait until another day. I've only topped Tocho a couple of times, and I'm reluctant to do that. Without the spirit connection, I'm afraid I'd hurt him."
"You're a sensitive guy, Pahana. And because you're sensitive, you'd have no problem topping him. It takes a little more attention to feedback such as the look on his face and the sounds he's making. You'll do fine, my friend."
I corrected him. "How about 'brother'? Mateo and I have declared that relationship, and you and I should, too."
He smiled. "That works for me."
The evening air was still and warm as I walked to the swimming beach. The conversation with Mom had gone as expected.
"Mom, I'm gonna go down to the beach for a swim. I'll be home before dark."
"Okay, be careful and find someone else to swim with. Your dad and I are going into town to a movie. We may be home late."
I smiled to myself. The later the better.
"Okay, I'll be careful. See you in the morning."
I'd be careful, but I'd gone swimming alone a lot. And if I got home after dark, it wouldn't be the first time.
It was nearly eight o'clock, and I had the swimming area to myself as expected. Leaving my towel by the lifeguard stand, I swam to the diving platform and ducked underneath. There was a space above the beam which I'd found useful. I took off my board shorts, folded them, and stashed them. Skinny dipping was an evening pastime Mom didn't know about.
Climbing onto the platform, I dove in from the diving board. The cool water rushing past my naked body was refreshing. The water and the excitement of doing something a little risky always turned me on. I'd never been caught at it, at least by anyone who cared, but there was always the chance.
I returned to the ladder on the river side of the diving platform. Standing backwards on the bottom rung, waist-deep in the water, I leaned back against the ladder, grasping the upright poles for stability. Looking out at the river, I took in the quiet tranquility of the scene. A familiar sound floated across the water from the nearby shore, boo-boo-boo-boo-boo. Pueo. What was Pueo doing there again? I did need to have a talk with Benny.
A canoe appeared from downstream paddled by two of my friends from school, Chris and Tony. We waved at each other as they went by. They soon disappeared around the bend upriver.
I was contemplating another dive when a head popped out from under the platform.
"Hi, Buddy."
I recognized the voice, and when I looked down, I saw the owner hanging onto one side of my ladder. Karen grinned at me, humor in her twinkling eyes.
"Hi, Karen. I didn't realize you liked to swim in the evening. I thought you'd only be here during the day, catching rays."
She smiled at me mischievously. "I like to swim in the evening, too. You can have more fun. Like skinny dipping, for example."
"Okay, you caught me. You must have seen me diving in."
"Yes, but that wasn't exactly what I meant."
Karen moved around in front of the ladder and pulled herself part way out of the water. She was as naked as I was.
I grinned nervously. "So, where did you stash your bikini?"
She smiled. "With my blanket. I've got a secret place past the end of the beach where I can catch rays in the nude. I like having an all-over tan. Yours is really dark. How do you do that?"
"I've got a private swimming hole where I spend a lot of time."
Lust was in her eyes. "I like hot blond studs with all-over tans. Your tan contrasts with your hair so well." She smiled again, one hand lazily stroking my treasure trail down to my under-water pubes. "All of your hair."
Karen put her hand around my growing pole and stroked it gently. "Move up to the next step so your cock is out of the water. I want a good look at it."
Trapped between Karen and the ladder, I didn't have much choice.
Karen inspected my pole like the connoisseur she was. "Ooohhh. You've got a big one!"
Six inches wasn't all that big, really. Appealing to my ego was probably part of the mind games Mateo had mentioned.
I gasped with surprise as Karen put her lips around my pole and went down on me all the way. I hadn't been on the receiving end of a blow job yet, and it felt very good.
Suddenly self conscious, I looked around to see if we were alone. We weren't. Tony and Chris sat on the shore upstream from us with a side view of the action. They grinned at me and gave me left-handed waves. Their right hands were occupied with their boners.
I thought briefly about telling Karen we were being watched, and then decided not to. It turned me on to know my friends were watching. I was just going to let it happen.
Closing my eyes, I focused on the sounds of the evening and the sensuality of the wind and water on my body. It was like standing in the creek and jacking off, only better.
My excitement grew slowly over several minutes. I was getting close.
I warned her. "If you keep that up, I'm gonna cum."
She paused briefly. "That's what I want you to do."
It didn't take much longer. With a gasp of pleasure, I blew my load.
Karen looked up at me with a grin. "Did you like that?"
I grinned back. "Yeah, it was great!"
She looked at me hungrily. "Do you wanna come join me on my blanket?"
I'd had enough. "Thanks for the invitation, but what we did was good for tonight. I'm not ready for anything else yet."
She didn't push me. "That's okay, Buddy. I enjoyed what we did, too. Maybe we can get together during the day some time for something more. Okay?"
"Okay."
As Karen swam away towards her secluded spot, I climbed onto the platform and watched her go. I wasn't up for the risk-taking Mateo seemed to enjoy. Where girls were concerned, a blow job was enough. I'd had my experience.
I halfway expected Tony and Chris to follow Karen, but they didn't. Instead, they stripped and swam out to join me.
Chris climbed onto the platform, grinning. "Hey, that was cool, Buddy! Nothing like getting a blow job at a public park. We saw her swimming towards you and beached our canoe, expecting some action to watch."
"And we got our rocks off, too," Tony added, following Chris up the ladder. "Thanks for the entertainment."
So far, I'd always gone skinny dipping alone. It would be fun doing it with a couple of hot friends.
I grinned back. "You're welcome. I saw you exercising your right hands. You do too much of that and you'll go blind, you know."
Chris laughed. "Yeah, that's what my mother keeps telling me. So far all it's done is improve my grip."
Tony was curious. "Was that your first experience with Karen?"
I was suddenly a little embarrassed. "Yeah, that's the furthest I've ever gone with a girl."
He smiled. "We're not that much further along, but the two of us had a session with her friend Nancy a couple of weeks ago. I don't know which was more fun, fucking Nancy or watching Chris fumbling around trying to get it done."
Chris gave Tony a friendly punch. "You weren't any more of an expert than I was. I had to give you a lesson on putting on a condom."
That was interesting. "So, Nancy lets you use a condom? I heard Karen doesn't."
Chris replied. "Nancy will do it raw, too. We're not interested in making babies, so we used them. Karen's an accident waiting to happen."
I had another question. "So, Karen's not on the pill?"
Tony responded. "There's a rumor she is, but it's just a rumor. I'm not gonna risk it."
Chris had more to say. "She's been fucking around since she was thirteen. There's another rumor that her older brother knocked her up a couple of years ago. She spent one school year supposedly with her aunt, or so the story goes. You'd think she would have learned her lesson, but she's hotter to do it than ever. I'm betting she is on the pill, but I'm not gonna take a chance any more than Tony is."
Now I was sure I wasn't going to do it with Karen. And I wasn't interested in Nancy either, condom or not. There had been too many dicks in both of them.
And I suddenly felt sad for Karen, swimming away alone, looking for another guy to screw her. If Chris was right, she'd had a rough life, and as happy and upbeat as she seemed, I wondered what was deep inside. In my head, I could hear a song from a new Jefferson Airplane album, with Grace Slick singing, "Don't you need somebody to love?" Karen needed somebody to love, and I hoped she'd find the right guy. It wouldn't be me.
I switched the topic. "Do you guys skinny dip here regularly?"
"No, but we figured since you were, we would too. How about you?"
"I come down here sometimes in the evening. This is the first time I've been caught at it."
Chris smiled. "I think maybe we'll make a practice of it, too. So, enough bullshit. Let's do a little diving."
The three of us hung around swimming and talking until it was nearly dark. The full moon was rising over the mountains by the time I recovered my board shorts and swam back to the shore. A light breeze had come up causing the water to ripple, making it look like liquid gold in the moonlight.
On the shore, my towel was where I'd left it. I dried off quickly and wrapped the towel around my upper body.
I had a lot to think about on the way home. I'd learned a lot from Chris and Tony. Mateo may have screwed Karen, but I wasn't going that route. I was sure I'd have some more experiences with other guys, but Tocho was most important to me.
It was ten o'clock when I quietly let myself inside. Fortunately, Mom and Dad weren't home yet. I took a shower and went directly to bed. Two long days and an all-nighter in between had exhausted me. I fell quickly into a dreamless sleep.
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