Lawn Boy, Chapter 13
Liam continued his lawn-mowing business when spring term was over. In fact, he'd been squeezing it in around his studies since the early part of May. Thankfully, he had two high school boys, Kellan and Max, whom he could count on to help when he felt overloaded.
He had retained all his customers from the previous summer, including the Prichard's, since the house was still on the market. This year, he shared his earnings with the boys who were eager to make some money of their own. They had to schedule around their track activities, so all of them were busy.
When time and weather permitted, all four of the guys would go skinny dipping at the house if Madeline and Pennie weren't around. Of course, the older guys didn't engage in any sex play in front of their brothers, and they always made sure the security cameras were turned off when they were in the pool.
Not long after the semester ended, Liam enrolled in a few summer school courses at the community college, and worked his mowing jobs around them. This year, Perrin and he didn't see each other between classes because Perrin had taken all the lower-level hours that he could transfer in. He did manage to get a few hours of credit at the university around his other duties.
Max and Kellan took a drivers' education class at the junior college at a time which coincided with Liam's schedule, so the three of them rode together in Liam's pickup, saving their parents the time and trouble.
Perrin had secured a good position at the university for the summer. He was an RA for a group of young summer school students who lived in the dorm, and he acted as a host on the team of undergrads who conducted tours of the campus for prospective students and their parents during the various information sessions that were held to entice them to come to the school. They were liaisons who were closer to the age of the kids, and could answer questions about campus life more accurately than the deans and others who headed up the meetings for visitors.
Their different responsibilities kept Perrin and Liam from spending quite as much time together as they might have liked. However, they had already experienced that the summer before, and knew they would have to content themselves with texting to stay in touch. They did manage to have more intimate times in the evenings when they shared Perrin's bed in the dorm, or Liam's room at home.
Austin had secured a job working for the city parks department for the summer. Unfortunately, finding a decent place to room would take a large chunk of his earnings. Just before school had let out, Liam had a talk with his parents. He convinced them to offer the guest room to Austin at a rate that was less than half of what he'd have to pay elsewhere.
Cindy and Loren felt bad about charging him anything, so they decided to include board as well as room in the price. Austin had been nearly at his wit's end when Liam had taken him home to meet his family.
"Mom and Dad, this is Austin who's been rooming with me second semester. I had intended to bring him home earlier, but something always came up to prevent it. Please tell him what we've planned."
"Austin, I'd like you to see our extra bedroom," Cindy smiled.
He dutifully followed her down the hall, wondering what this was about. When she opened the door, and asked him to enter, he saw a sign on the bed which read, "Austin's Summer Home." He looked at them quizzically.
"Liam told us you were a super roommate and you needed a place to stay for the summer," Loren said. "We would like you to consider living with us. We'll provide meals as well as a place to stay. We don't plan to make any money from it, we just want to break even."
"Really? Are you sure?"
"Absolutely!" Cindy exclaimed.
"I don't know what to say."
"Say yes," Liam joked.
"If we end up with a houseful of company some weekend, we may ask you to use the other twin bed in Kellan's room, but otherwise, this is your private space. You and the other boys can work out the bathroom usage depending on who's home when."
"Thank you, thank you!" Austin smiled. "This will give my finances a big boost. If I can save a lot this summer, I won't have to take out loans next fall."
Clay spent most of his summer with his boyfriend on the farm that Garth's grandparents owned and operated in the western part of the state. Grandpa Watson was nearing 70 years of age, but no one would guess that if they saw him at work. He was as active as men 20 years his junior, and in better physical shape than many of them. While he possessed his share of machinery to take care of the more strenuous jobs, he wasn't afraid of manual labor, and it showed in his well-preserved body.
Grandpa had hired Garth and Clay to help during the busy growing season. He figured he might as well pay the money to them as to some stranger who might not be as trustworthy and hardworking.
In addition to their wages, they got to live in a little house which had been constructed for the hired help many years in the past. They had cooking facilities there, but took most of their meals with Garth's grandparents. Grandma cooked great comfort food. It might not be haute cuisine, but it was satisfying and delicious, especially after a day of physical labor!
The guys found that they enjoyed the work and the fresh air. Despite their youth, there were times when they felt spent by the end of the day. Early in the summer, they didn't always have the energy to fully enjoy sharing their bed. That changed as their bodies adapted to the demands of the labor they performed.
"This is almost like being married," Clay mused as they climbed into bed early one Friday night. "We have our own space, and sometimes we're too tired to mess around. That sounds like a married couple."
"Are you too tired tonight?" Garth asked, running his hand up Clay's thigh.
"Um, now that you mention it, I might be up for something."
"Let's see. Yes, something seems to be up!" Garth lightly brushed the tip of Clay's cock.
Their conversation was soon replaced by sighs, moans, and slurping sounds as they brought pleasure to each other. Licking each other's nads brought them closer to their destination by the minute. Finally, they sucked one another's cock until there was no holding back.
As they cuddled afterward, they basked in their closeness. Indeed, it did feel like being married. This summer was a good test of compatibility, and, so far, they were passing it with flying colors.
As summer progressed, the bond increased among the guys who thought of the Neuhaus home as their base. On Sunday afternoons, Liam, Perrin, Kellan, and Max ran together as they had sometimes in the past. This year they included Austin. He was beginning to feel like part of the extended family.
Cindy and Loren invited Madeline and her family to their Independence Day celebration along with the friends and neighbors who usually attended. Grandma Flo received a special invitation from Liam, and she was pleased to come.
Austin was expected to share the holiday with his family, and was almost reluctant to go home. It wasn't that he felt alienated from them, it was more that he felt at home where he was. However, being a loving and obedient son, he made the trip without complaining.
Perrin enjoyed the picnic even more than he had the year before! He couldn't help but remember how things had been when his father had railed at him for not attending the gathering at Ted Bachmann's house.
Much had changed in that time-span. Ted was currently out on bail during an appeal, but it looked like he would serve at least some time in a minimum-security prison for cheating on his income tax. That probably wouldn't have been discovered if he hadn't been under investigation for other reasons.
The pornographic images from his computer appeared to be of young men who were of legal age. With some, who had shaved crotches, it was difficult to tell. When it came to proving Ted's guilt on the charges of child pornography beyond the shadow of a doubt, he might get off easier than he'd feared.
His daughter, Naomi, had always thought her father walked on water. So, she'd gone wild after his conviction for tax evasion, and had run away from home. Someone said she was in San Francisco working the streets. That was hearsay, and no one seemed to know for sure.
In his more charitable moments, Perrin hoped that she wouldn't end up paying the ultimate price for her rebellion. He hadn't been fond of her, but she'd never been an evil person, just a product of her environment.
In any event, the party was a grand gettogether to which the guests had all brought food to share, so it wasn't a big imposition on the hosts, and everyone had a good time.
After the 4th of July festivities were over, Perrin and Liam made some fireworks of their own in Liam's bed.
In the middle of the month, Madeline took possession of her new condo a week after their old house sold. The boys would continue mowing the lawn until the new owners took possession. What happened after that was anyone's guess.
Most members of the Prichard family didn't feel regret over moving from the house. Max's memories of it were clouded by the harsh treatment he'd suffered at the hands of his father. Madeline also saw it as a repressive place. Perrin didn't feel like it was his home either. Pennie didn't much care one way or the other.
Liam was a bit nostalgic when the "sold" sign went up. The place held a lot of good memories for him. If Perrin hadn't felt overwhelmed by his numerous responsibilities, and hired him to help with the lawn, none of the rest of their adventures would have happened. If Ted hadn't invaded their privacy with his secret cameras, they wouldn't be as well fixed financially as they were.
Then too, they wouldn't have the porn-quality videos of their lovemaking to share with each other. A lot of positive things had resulted from last summer's job, and many of those had happened in that place.
Summer school classes would end about a week and a half before the fall semester began. During that time, Perrin and Liam hoped to get away for a short break. Since Perrin was an RA already, he didn't need to go through training again, though he felt he might be a good person to tell the newbies some of the crazy situations they might get into.
They were casting about for someplace to have fun without spending a lot of money. Neither of them wanted to touch their nest egg more than necessary, so it would be available for them when they decided to settle down.
Kellan had casually mentioned to his friend, Anna, from school that his brother and boyfriend were hoping to go away on a little retreat. Within an hour of doing so, he received a text from her saying that the Porter family would love to have the boys stay at their cabin in southern Minnesota, if they would like to. They would have the use of the boat, skis, and anything else in the place, but they'd have to bring their own bedding or sleeping bags.
Ever since the guys had aided their daughters with the flat tire, helping them to get away from the creep on the trail, the Porter's had wanted to reward them. This could be their way of paying them back.
When Kellan told Liam about it, he suggested that Max and he would love to go along if the older teens didn't mind. He'd been told there were two bedrooms, and one of them had twin beds where Max and he could sleep, and Liam and Perrin would have privacy in the other bedroom if they wanted to make love.
Liam blushed at the fact that his brother spoke openly about the sexual side of his relationship with Perrin, but he did find the offer attractive.
Their families were agreeable to having their younger boys go, since they would be with their adult brothers. Perrin and Liam didn't mind having them along. In fact, they would need someone to spot for them if they waterskied, and they all enjoyed each other's company. So, they started to make plans.
Max and Perrin didn't have sleeping bags, but Kellan and Liam did. So, Liam said he'd give his bag to Max, and Perrin and he would purchase new ones which zipped together.
August had been so dry that most of the lawns had gone dormant. Austin offered to keep up the couple of jobs Liam still had, and Loren said he would help too. They could haul the equipment with the family minivan as Liam had done originally.
With that covered, there was nothing to hold the guys back.
On Friday morning, the four young men left for their vacation in Liam's pickup. They had a week's worth of food and their sleeping bags. They didn't take a lot of clothing because they planned to spend most of their time in swimwear, but they did have jeans and sweatshirts in case the
Weather turned chilly.
It was about a five-hour drive, so they arrived in the early afternoon, shortly after eating lunch on the road. The cabin was nicer than they'd expected. It had indoor/outdoor carpeting throughout, and a well-appointed, if old fashioned, kitchen. The bedrooms were separated by the bathroom, so noise transmission between them would be minimal.
After putting the perishables in the fridge, and their other things in the bedrooms, they changed into swimsuits and went down to the boathouse to check on the equipment. There they found a ski-boat, and several ropes and skis. The boat's tank was full, and there was also a reserve can of gasoline.
"Let's slip this into the water and crank her up," Liam said.
"I think Kellan should ski first since he's the one who got our trip started," Max suggested.
"Okay, and you can spot, or ski with him," Perrin offered.
When all was sorted out, Liam was at the helm, Perrin sat facing the back, and both younger boys had skis and ropes. Liam eased the boat away from the pier and took the slack out of the ropes. When the boys signaled that they were ready, he hit the throttle and they popped out of the water together. Max's trunks slipped about two inches, causing Perrin to laugh. He would tease him later, telling him that his big dick was the only thing that kept them from falling around his knees.
After a trip across the lake and back, Kellan and Max dropped the ropes and glided in toward the shore. Liam made a circle, coming in next to the pier and easing up against the old tires that acted as bumpers.
They switched places and Kellan drove the boat while Liam and Perrin skied. They were more experienced, and each got up on one ski. Once out in the open water, they crisscrossed like professionals.
About two hours later, they got out of the water and went up to the cabin for a snack. Perrin dropped his trunks at the entrance and wrapped his loins in a towel. The rest followed suit. When their towels began to slip lower, hiding less and less, Perrin suggested that they do without them.
"We've all skinny-dipped in our pool, and if Liam and I had come here alone, we wouldn't be dressed at all inside the cabin. Is anyone opposed to being nudists for the week?"
"Not I," Max exclaimed as he took off his towel and laid it on the counter.
"Me neither," Kellan agreed.
"I guess that leaves me to be the only proper, chaste person in the bunch. I must be the conservator of moral high-ground!" Liam pontificated, sounding a lot like the Reverend Prichard.
The other guys grabbed him and relieved him of his covering. Everyone ended up on the floor giggling.
"Jeez, you could be a televangelist with a line like that!" Max exclaimed. "You even had the right gesture of pointing heavenward when you made your pronouncement. Are you sure you didn't spend your Sunday mornings listening to the Gospel Tabernacle show?"
"Oops, did I sound like I was mocking your father?"
"Yes, and I love it!" Perrin chimed in. "So, does it really bother you to have us all naked?"
"Yeah, it's gonna give me a hardon and embarrass my little brother."
"I'll probably get one right along with you," Kellan said. "I've always wondered what it would be like to be on a nude beach, and this is probably as close as I'll ever get."
"Ted Bachmann used to have us all stand around naked, so he could check us for ticks when we took our showers at camp," Max recalled. "But, I've never seen very many uncircumcised guys other than Perrin and me. Our bigoted father didn't want us to ever be mistaken for Jews, so he insisted on having us keep our skins. How come you guys have yours?"
"Our dad's uncut, and he felt that his foreskin kept his dick more sensitive, so he wanted that for us too," Liam answered.
"I never knew that," Kellan frowned. "How come no one told me?"
"You were considered too young to hear about such things!" Liam teased. "I've been entrusted to keep the family history and fill you in when you grow up. I should have waited on that piece of info."
Kellan "attacked" his brother and soon they were play-wrestling on the floor. Perrin and Max joined in the fun. They ended up in a tangle of arms, legs, and grins. No one had a full-on erection, but their dicks weren't entirely flaccid either.
"I've never felt this free or this close to other guys in my life," Max sighed as they got up to plan for their supper. "We're like one big brotherhood."
He hugged everyone in turn, ending with Kellan. That prompted everyone else to get into it too. A lot of bonding took place in those moments.
Liam put on a ratty old pair of boxers, with a fly that gapped a bit, to go out to light the charcoal grill toward the dinner hour. There was still enough traffic on the lake that he didn't want to get in trouble for public nudity, but he didn't want to be overly decent either.
The others set the table, and prepared a pot of rice and a lettuce salad to eat with the meat. They also had a plate of Knox Blocks in cherry flavor which Max had made at home.
When Liam came in with the steaks, the younger boys relieved him of his underwear before he sat down.
"I want to say grace," Max announced.
He raised his eyes heavenward and said, "For all this food and for these fun guys to spend a whole week with, thanks Man!"
Perrin grinned, feeling that his brother had said something more honest and meaningful than the lofty prayers their father often gave.
Then they dug in and did justice to their meal.
For their evening entertainment, Liam spilled the remaining hot coals from the grill into a fire-ring and they added a couple of small logs which caught fire quickly. They sat around it in their swimwear, telling jokes and singing old camp songs. When the sun went down, the mosquitoes came out, driving them into the cabin.
Liam and Perrin took a quick shower together and retired to the bedroom with the queen bed. Max and Kellan showered separately, but didn't bother to dress either. They lay in their sleeping bags talking.
"Do you ever wonder what they're doing in bed?" Max asked.
"I'm sure it's more than jacking off." Kellan grinned.
"Um, have you ever done that with another guy?"
"What, like jack off together or like jack each other?"
"Either or both."
"Have you?"
"I asked first!"
"Okay, yeah I was in a circle of guys once when we had a contest to see who could come first and who could shoot the farthest. Now it's your turn."
"I did something like that at bible camp, but I've never touched another cock."
"Would you like to?"
"Um, maybe; would you?"
"I asked first!" Kellan giggled.
"Okay. I would if you would."
"Come on over."
Max got up from his bed and joined Kellan. He brought along a box of Kleenex, which let his roommate know he intended to see it through to the climax.
They sat up facing one another with their right hips touching. Since both were right-handed, it would be an easy reach to stimulate each other's cock.
"Oh, shit, this feels s-o-o good!" Max gasped when Kellan gently pulled back his foreskin.
"Yeah, it does."
They didn't exchange any more words for a while because the powerful feeling of being stimulated by someone else left them speechless.
"Oh, I wanna cum, but I don't want this to ever end!" Kellan panted.
"Me too," Max agreed.
A couple of short minutes later, they were bucking and spewing. It was a good thing Max had brought the tissues.
After they cleaned up, Kellan pulled Max against him and they lay together for a while.
"Wow!" Max exclaimed. "That was awesome, but do you think it makes us gay?"
"Not necessarily. I like you a lot, and I'd like to share that with you sometimes, but I don't feel like I want to marry you, if you know what I mean. You're nice enough, but I think I'd like to do it with a girl."
"That's exactly how I feel! Do you think we could be jackoff buddies?"
"Yeah, that would be great!"
Memo: My editor, David, is posting this chapter in my absence. I should have email access again by January 28th. In the meantime, I won't be able to respond to you.
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