Robert and Johnny Chapter 1
The following is a work of fiction: Although it is based on actual characters and locations, the rest is purely fictional. This story depicts sexual situations between males and females of various ages and, may include incest as well. If reading such is illegal where you reside, or you are not at least 18 years of age, please read at your own risk. This work is the property of the author Kewl Dad, and should not be reposted or reproduced without his permission. © 2017-2021
Note from the author
This is the continuing story of Robert and Johnny, who first appeared in my short series My 11th Summer. Although intended to be a simple stand alone short series, My 11th Summer was so popular not only with my readers, but myself, that I decided to continue the saga in Tween to Teen. And now, as the boys finish High School and move on to College and their adult life, the final part of the saga begins. So, for those who have been following the stories these last 3 years, here is part 3 of the trilogy, which I am calling Robert and Johnny-The rest of the story. Enjoy.
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Robert and Johnny
The rest of the story
(Part three of the trilogy began in My 11th Summer, then Tween to Teen)
By: Kewl Dad
Chapter 1
Childhood's End
Twelve years of school had finally came to an end for me. I had begun it as a runny nosed kid at Washington elementary where I met my life long friend and later lover, Johnny Williams. Twelve years of skinned knees, and homework, recesses, and summer vacations, Holidays spent with family, and through it all one thing was constant, my friendship with Johnny. Oh, sure we'd had our spats over the years, including a period there where we pretended to be enemies, brought on by a girl no less, but in the end our love proved to be stronger than any mere mortal problem.
Twelve years of sleepovers, and bike rides (later car rides), Saturday matinees at the Allred Theater, camp outs, and swimming at the municipal pool. Twelve years of watching friends come and go in our lives, but trusting and knowing that no matter what, we'd still be there for each other. Johnny Williams and Robert Warren, friends for life.
Everyone knew it, it was no big secret, but only a few of our closest friends knew the true nature of our relationship. Donnie, Caleb, Tony, Gerald, and Walter, and a few others, but these were our core group of friends, and they accepted us as we were. In fact, most of them did more than accept us, these friends were our intimates and we shared more than friendship with all of them as well.
Our friendship changed the year we turned 11 and discovered sex, thanks to our friend Roger, who sadly left us behind shortly afterwards, never to be heard from again. But the seeds Roger had planted grew, and Johnny and I discovered a whole new world of pleasure. Our friendship changed then too, and like turned to love, and the rest, as they say is history.
In Junior High, we were thrown into a new world, full of challenges and a sea of new faces, some of whom would become friends, but we not only survived, we thrived. Then, when it was time to move on to High School, we were ready to face a whole new world of challenges, and again we took the Tiger by the tail. Ironically, our school mascot was a Tiger.
As I've said before, High School was the best 3 years of my life academically, and I think Johnny shares my sentiments. It was as if suddenly we'd awakened in a new and wondrous world, filled with pure excitement and opportunity. Johnny thrived as an aspiring artist and his works were on display in the High School as well as the Public Library.
Inspired by the books I loved to read, I began to write stories of my own. The first ones were crude, but as I continued to write, the quality improved, and today I consider myself to be a capable word smith.
Johnny's families' fortunes changed, and for a time they actually moved away to a farm in a nearby town, not far, but enough to cause us some problems. However, we managed to overcome this obstacle, and in the process made new friends. Johnny eventually moved back, to a newer house and a better lifestyle, and by the time he'd turned 16 he had his own set of wheels, a Volkswagen Bus, that we affectionately called, The Bug Bus.
My dad bought me a motorcycle, but once Johnny had his wheels I rarely used it, though we decided it would come in handy once we got to college. We made many fun trips in that old Bus, including one to Galveston where we saw the ocean for the first time, well the Gulf anyway.
In May we graduated, and I was filled with so many emotions as I walked onto that stage to accept my diploma. Joy, hope, pride, love, sadness. Tears stung my eyes as I shook Mr. Burdick's hand and looked out at that sea of faces for perhaps the last time.
Of course no one was cheering or clapping any louder than Johnny, but mom and dad and my little brother Mikey came close. I thought about how far I'd come, and how much fun I'd had over the years, and now it was over. My childhood had finally come to an end, and though what lay ahead was brand new and exciting, I knew without doubt that I would miss those carefree days of my youth.
After the ceremony, which was held on the football field at Tiger Stadium, we headed to Johnny's house to change. There were two parties being held for the seniors that year, one at Chris Lemons' house, and one at the lake. There would be beer at both, possibly alcohol as well, and that worried some parents, and of course some kids wouldn't be allowed to attend.
Since neither Johnny or I drank, we came up with this brilliant idea to host a party for kids who wanted to socialize but not drink. Our folks jumped on board immediately, and Johnny's folks agreed to host the party at their house, reasoning that if the weather held up, they could set everything up in the backyard.
Well, our luck held, and the weather was perfect. It was a warm May evening without a cloud in the sky. By the time darkness set in, we had at least a dozen kids in attendance, and as the night wore on, other kids dropped by for snacks or just to visit. Many of them no doubt made the rounds of the other parties as well, but none seemed to be intoxicated.
Our folks pretty much stayed in the background, but some of the kids went out of their way to say hello to them and thank them for the party. Both Johnny and I were very popular with most of the kids, and by proxy so were our parents, who were members of the PTA, and our dads were athletic boosters.
Evelyn was there with Rodney, as was our usual gang, Donnie, Gerald, Walter, and our newest friend Tony, who would be attending NSU with us in the fall. Our friend Caleb, Tony's step brother, who was a year older than all of us, would be starting his second year at NSU in the fall. In fact, come fall the four of us would be sharing a house there in Tahlequah where NSU was located.
Our other friends had plans too, Donnie and Walter already had full time jobs with the city lined up, and Gerald was off to basic training for the Army in a month or so. I worried most about Gerald, after all, this was during the Vietnam Conflict, and young American boys were being fed into the sausage grinder of war at an alarming rate.
He said he wanted to become a helicopter pilot and had worked hard his last few years of school to keep his grades up in hopes of being able to achieve that goal. I wished him luck, but deep down I feared I'd never see his smiling face again.
Caleb came later, having driven down from school, and once the old gang was back together, we hung out the rest of the night reliving our times together. It was a bitter sweet evening, and one that will live on in my heart and mind for the rest of my life. My mom took a group photo of us, and years later Johnny turned it into an oil painting which hangs in our home to this day.
Eventually, the party began to wind down and we said goodbye to those friends and fellow students who'd shared that part of our lives for so long. Guys I never knew had it in them gave us hugs and looked teary eyed as we said our goodbyes, just proving that even the hardest of hearts has a softer side.
By the time everyone was gone, I was pretty much an emotional wreck, but thank God Johnny and my friends were there for me. We sat and talked way into the morning hours, and no one tried to stop us. My folks went on home after the party, vowing to come back the next day to help with cleanup, and we hugged them goodnight and thanked them once again.
Johnny's folks went on to bed, and we went outside so our conversations wouldn't keep them awake. Caleb had been through all this before and knew what we were feeling and attempted to cheer us up by regaling us with stories of how great campus life was.
I had to admit I was looking forward to college, but mostly I was looking forward to Johnny and I finally living together full time. We'd share a bed every night, eat our meals together, and we even had two classes together. It would be the closest thing to being married that two guys could be in 1971, and I was giddy just thinking about it.
Around three AM we finally called it quits, and Caleb and Tony left a few minutes later. Donnie and Walter were next, leaving only Gerald who had decided to spend the night. Johnny offered him the guest room, but he said he'd prefer to sleep on Johnny's bedroom floor.
After digging up some heavy quilts to pad the floor and a pillow and blanket for Gerald, we settled down to sleep. Despite being tired, we lay there for a while whispering in the dark, then suddenly I was aware of Gerald, on his knees, only inches from the bed.
I threw back the covers and pushed back against Johnny to make room for him, and he slipped in beside me. It didn't take long for things to get heated, and before long we were all three naked and enjoying a three way. Once we'd all came, Gerald slipped back to his pallet on the floor and Johnny and I snuggled up and went to sleep. It had been a very emotional day for both of us, and the release with our friend Gerald had been just what the doctor ordered.
************
Our last summer before College was a busy one. We all held full time jobs now that school was out, and we didn't have as much time to get together as we had when we were carefree kids. It was all part of growing up, but sometimes I missed being a goofy kid, riding my bike from one end of town to the other, and looking for pop bottles to sell for two cents apiece.
I thought about those days of my youth, and all the fun I'd had, and that old saying, you don't know what you've got till it's gone, kept coming back to me. I liked to think I'd lived my early life to the fullest though, and I really had no regrets, but I still missed them.
Thank God I had Johnny though. We'd traded our part time jobs at the grocery store for full time jobs at a lumber yard on the West side of town. It was hard work sometimes, loading lumber, shingles, or other building supplies, but I was starting to build some muscles from the work. Johnny had always been more muscular than me, and I still had some catching up to do, but the hard work was helping and I felt great.
We worked 8-5 five days a week, and had every other Saturday off, and we were closed on Sundays. After work, we'd go home and shower and put on clean clothes, then meet at one house or the other for dinner. Sometimes we'd eat out, and often we'd invite one or more of our buddies along.
We got together with our friends as often as we could, mostly on Saturday nights or Sundays, but not seeing each other every day was a big change from our days in school. Gerald only worked part time at Sonic, and was available most of the time, but Donnie and Walter were working full time for the city, but had weekends off. Tony was working at a garage and learning to repair cars, and said he was considering becoming an auto mechanic. He also had weekends off, which was convenient for our get togethers.
Caleb was home from College that summer, and he'd moved all his stuff back home since he'd be moving into the house with Johnny, Tony, and I come fall. He didn't need to work, so he didn't, and we never let him forget what a lazy bum he was, but it was really best because he was available anytime that way. He was also a great help to his granny, who was getting on in years and needed someone around more often.
We worried about what would happen once Tony went off to school with us, but Johnny's mom and my mom had promised to make sure she was taken care of. They'd all become friends, and the two moms checked up on her several times a week. We were like one big happy extended family.
Unlike years past, we didn't really have time for a major trip, but we did get in a few camping trips, usually at Spavinaw, which was only a 45 minute drive away. We always had a great time on those camp outs, and of course always wound up having an orgy. I don't know if it was normal or not, but me and my buddies seemed to be horny all the time, and no one thought anything about who they got off with.
I mean, I knew for a fact that both Tony and Gerald liked girls, and I suspected that Donnie might, but I wasn't sure about Walter. Caleb of course was decidedly gay, as were Johnny and I, but when it came to sex, the others had not qualms about joining in.
Besides the camp outs, there were dinners together, movies, a quick trip to Tulsa to Bell's Amusement Park, and various other get togethers and sleep overs. Our summer was busy, but we still found time for family, especially for my little brother Mikey.
He was 6 now, and would be starting first grade in the fall, and he was as excited as any little kid could be. Mom had spend lots of time with him, teaching him to read, and his numbers, and he was a smart little fart. He could talk your ears off too, going on for hours about his dog Noopie (Snoopie) and what he and his cousin Joe Junior had been up to.
He was a little sweetheart too, so loving and affectionate, and Johnny was one of his favorite people. He loved going places with the two of us, and we were proud to show him off wherever we went. He was a big hit with any girls we met, and I thought how ironic it was that had we been straight, Mikey would have helped us get chicks.
Mikey loved the Bug Bus, and while we were in Tulsa one day we'd run across a toy version of it and it was one of Mikey's favorite toys. He was all boy too, as rough and tumble as could be, and I think my dad saw in him the promise of a straight son who would give them grandkids. I knew they'd love him no matter what, as they did me, but it made me a little sad to think that I had failed them in some way.
I'd decided long ago that God had made me this way, and this was who I was, and that I would never apologize for being me. Johnny took longer to accept his fate, but now he was as comfortable in his skin as I was. He was tough enough that no one would give him shit if they found out, but it wasn't something we went around announcing. Of course our close friends and parents knew, including Caleb's granny, but as far as anyone else knew we were just good friends.
One lovely day in June, we took Mikey on a picnic at the park and swimming at the pool afterwards. We found a nice shady spot and spread out our blanket, then ate the sandwiches and potato salad mom had made for us. Mikey was a big eater, but he burned off the calories as fast as he consumed them. In fact he could barely sit still long enough to finish his lunch, and while we were cleaning up the mess he was off, running around and exploring the nearby park.
When we had finished cleaning up, we joined Mikey and took turns pushing him on the swings. Next was the merry-go-round, and finally the slides. He'd conquered the big slide long ago, and these days we allowed him to climb the steps alone, though we did catch him at the bottom.
He needed to pee after a while, and we took him to the bathroom and all took a turn at the urinal. Mikey had seen our peckers before, but that day he seemed to pay special attention to them, though he didn't say anything. I supposed he was getting to that age when he was starting to become curious about such things, and I was sure if he had any questions he would come to us in time.
We walked over to the pool then, and changed into our suits in the changing area, and I noticed Mikey looking at our naked bodies.
"You got lots of hair," he said staring at Johnny's pubes.
"Yep, little buddy, and someday you will too."
"You don't got as much," he said to me.
"Well, I guess it's different for every boy."
He reached down and pulled up his little pecker and looked at it. "When will I get some hair?"
"Not till you're older, like 12 or maybe even older," I said, slipping my swim trunks on at last.
"Oh, okay. Will you help me put my swim trunks on?"
I helped Mikey get dressed, and he seemed to have forgotten about pubes by the time we made it to the pool. He jumped in right away and swam off, and once again I marveled at how good a swimmer he was. Of course he'd had lots of teachers over the years. Everyone from dad, to me and my friends, and he was fearless when it came to the water.
I still kept a close eye on him though, we all did, because even the strongest swimmer can get into trouble at times. We played around with Mikey for a long time, then a couple of little kids that looked to be his age, swam up and we let them entertain him for a while.
Johnny and I floated together and talked as we observed the three interacting. There was a little red haired girl, and a brown haired boy who appeared to be a little older than Mikey. Mikey liked everyone and made friends easily, and this time was no exception. Before long the three were laughing and playing around, and I smiled at Johnny.
"Looks like Mikey has a girlfriend," I joked.
"She's a cute one, look at that red hair, but he seems to like the boy just as much," he laughed.
"For mom and dad's sake, I hope he likes girls best." We'd discussed this subject before, and Johnny always said the same thing.
"Does it really matter? Mikey is a sweet kid, and he would make someone a great boyfriend, but whether it's a girl or a boy is no big deal. Look at us."
"I know, but mom and dad want grandkids."
"Well, we'll adopt," he teased.
"I wish we could," I sighed, "not yet mind you, but someday."
"We'll see, the world it is a changin'," he said quoting some song lyric.
"Do you really think the world will ever accept two guys or two girls being in love?"
"Sure, why not? It's love isn't it?" Love is love, I don't care what they say. And those idiots who quote the Bible, well I have news for them, God loves everyone, not just the straight people."
Johnny could get really worked up over this stuff, and I decided I should change the subject before he took up his pulpit and started preaching to the masses.
"Let's go see if the little ones want to get thrown up in the air," I said grinning.
"Well, I know Mikey will," he laughed, "we'll see about his harem."
The two boys did indeed want to be tossed up in the air, and they kept coming back for more. The little girl, Lindsey, didn't participate, though she did seem happy to watch Mikey, and the other boy, Kenny.
We eventually tired of hefting the two feisty boys into the air, and though they protested at first, we found other less strenuous games for them to play. Eventually, a red haired lady that must've been Lindsey's mom called for the two, and waved at us as thanks for entertaining them.
We said our goodbyes and resumed playing with Mikey till we all decided we'd had enough sun and fun. We climbed out and headed to the changing room, this time using the showers to wash away the chlorine, and again Mikey seemed to be interested in our naked bodies, but he didn't say anything this time.
We dried off and dressed quickly, and were back in the bus and on the way a few minutes later. Mikey insisted we go to DQ for ice cream, and who could resist that kid brother of mine?
We sat at the picnic table out back and ate our ice cream, and for once Mikey didn't make quite as big a mess as usual. He loved ice cream though, heck we all did, but I swear that kid could eat ice cream in the middle of a blizzard and enjoy it.
Afterwards, we drove around for a while and I noticed Mikey was starting to look drowsy. I pulled him against me and patted him till he was snoring softly and I felt such love for my little brother at that moment. I would really miss him when we went off to college and I knew he'd miss us too, but we'd promised to come back on weekends and even to come get him occasionally. He was a sensible kid in most instances, and saw this as an opportunity to see new things and new places.
We finally made it to my house and I carefully carried Mikey inside and put him to bed. Back in the living room, I sat down by Johnny on the couch and visited with my mom.
"I see you wore him out," she chuckled, "did he give you any trouble?"
"Mom," I protested, "my little brother is never any trouble, right Johnny?"
"Nope, I love that kid like he was my own brother. I'm gonna miss the heck out of him when we go off to college."
"I know, and he'll miss you too. I hope you boys can keep your promise to come see him often."
"Oh don't worry, our plan is to come back at least every other weekend, if you guys will still let us sleep at home," Johnny teased, "My folks may try renting my room out."
"Well, if they do, you've always got a home here," mom said smiling, and I knew she meant it. Heck, if she had her way we could stay with them forever.
"Thanks mom," Johnny said grinning. He often called my mom, mom, and I could tell that she loved it.
"Are you boys hungry?"
"Nah, Mikey made us stop for ice cream," I laughed.
"That kid and his ice cream..." she chuckled.
"What's for supper?" Johnny asked then, "I might be convinced to stay for supper if it's something good."
"Everything my mom fixes is good," I said, cuffing Johnny in the shoulder.
"I know, but some things are better than others."
"How does meatloaf sound? I know you like that."
"Meatloaf is definitely one of the best things you cook. Yeah, I'm in."
"All right then, dinner won't be for a couple hours though."
"I know, let's go wash the bus while we're waiting," Johnny said, eliciting a groan from me.
"Okay, I guess. Mom, can we borrow some of your dish washing detergent?"
We hooked up the hose and washed the bus in the driveway, then wiped it dry with some old towels Johnny kept in the back. Johnny was proud of the Bug Bus and took good care of it, and between him and his dad they took care of most of the routine maintenance themselves.
Mikey woke up just as we finished the bus and wanted to play, so we took him into the back yard and kept him entertained till my dad got home. Snoopie was glad to see us, and he and Mikey tumbled onto the grass and rolled around while we joined in the fun. Eventually, my dad showed up and Mikey ran to him and dad scooped him up in his arms. You could see my dad's eyes light up when he was with Mikey, and I wondered if it had been the same when I was that age. I liked to think it was, but I'd always had Johnny around, and later my other friends, and it suddenly occurred to me that maybe I'd shut him out a little by spending so much time with my friends.
"What did you guys do today?" I heard dad ask Mikey as they wrestled on the grass.
"We went on a picnic, then played in the park, and then we went swimming, and there were these kids there, a boy and a girl with red hair, and I played with them, and then Johnny and Robert threw us up in the air, not the girl though, and we splashed down and it was fun." he said all in one breath.
"My, you had a busy day didn't you?" dad laughed.
"And I fell asleep on the way home," he said grinning, "and I woked up in my bed. Don't' know how I got there," he said shaking his head.
"Magic," I teased.
"Huh uh," he giggled, "I bet Johnny carried me there, cause he's stwong and got muscles."
"Well, thanks," I said pretending to be hurt, "skinny little me is the one who carried you to bed."
"Oh, sowry, he said giving me a devilish grin, "I knowed that. You're stwong too."
Mom came out and announced dinner was ready then, and Mikey jumped up and ran over to take mine and Johnny's hand and drag us inside. After washing up, we joined my folks at the table and dug into my mom's home cooking.
As we ate we chatted, and I looked around the table at the people I loved most in life and thanked God for them. My mom seemed to notice my sudden mood swing and gave me a tender look. Mom's just knew these things, it was instinctual, and no words were necessary.
"Are you still planning on taking your motor bike to school in the fall?" Dad asked.
"Yes sir, I think it will be a great way to get around in the city and on campus. It doesn't use much gas, and it will be easy to find a parking place for it at school. I figure as long as it's dry, I can bundle up even when it's cold, and on bad days we'll had the bus."
"I was thinking about buying you a car," dad said then, but I think I'll wait till we see how it goes with the bike."
As much as I wanted a car of my own, it really didn't make sense to have one at this point since Johnny and I could share the Bug Bus, and the motor bike was perfect for getting around.
"Yes sir, maybe when I graduate," I suggested.
"Yes, or sooner. We'll see."
After dessert, we retired to the living room to watch some TV and visit some more. Mikey planted himself between Johnny and me and vied for our attention, which we gladly gave him.
At bath time, Mikey insisted that I help him instead of mom, and Johnny came along to keep me company. I ran the bath while Mikey grabbed his tub toys and some clean undies and jammies, and when he returned he stripped off his clothes and just stood there naked waiting.
I looked him over and tried to remember what I'd looked like at his age. Did we look alike, was I as well developed, as muscular as my little brother? I'd played just as hard, but I'd always been a slender kid until recently when I'd finally started to develop some muscles. The hard work at the lumber yard had helped, but I think part of it was just my changing metabolism.
I watched as Mikey scratched his little balls, then began fingering his little penis. Like me, my kid brother was uncut, and even at age 6 his penis was a nice size.
"Water's ready," I announced then, and Mikey hopped into the tub and gathered his toys to him.
Johnny sat on the toilet while I knelt beside the tub, washing Mikey from head to toe, then letting him play till the water began to grow cold. I helped him dry off, then get dressed, and he ran off to the living room while I cleaned up the tub and gathered up his tub toys.
By the time we rejoined my folks, Mikey was piled up on dad's lap looking sleepy as he and dad talked softly. For a moment I was a bit jealous, then it quickly passed. My dad had been there for me when I was a kid, it was me who had shut him out at times, but we'd still been close. He had taken my side many times when I was afraid I was in trouble, like the time he'd caught me and Johnny kissing, and he and I had a special bond. So, there was no need to be jealous, my time had come and gone, and now it was Mikey's time, and I was happy for them both.
"I should go," Johnny said yawning, "gotta be up at 7 tomorrow."
"Yeah, I'm about ready to head to bed myself," I said, throwing an arm around Johnny, "you can sleep over if you want," I offered
"Nah, I think I'll head home. I haven't seen the folks except in passing for a few days. Next time maybe."
"Okay, that's fine. I'll walk you to the Bug."
At the Bug Bus, we lingered a bit, then kissed goodnight under the starry sky and I went back inside. Mikey was asleep in dad's arms and I leaned in and kissed him before saying goodnight to my folks and heading to bed. Seven AM came early and I was tired after our busy day, and fell asleep soon after falling into bed.
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One afternoon at work, Johnny and I were helping to unload a new shipment of lumber, when the unthinkable happened. The forklift operator had just placed a bundle of 2x4s on the rack, and our job was to cut the metal bands that held the stack together.
The best way to do that was to place your gloved hand on the strap and hold one end down. That way the piece of the strap left would recoil away from you instead of toward you. I'm not really sure what happened that day, but somehow Johnny's hand slipped off the strap, and when he cut it, the sharp metal strap slapped his arm cutting him deeply.
I heard him swear, and looked that way and almost passed out when I saw the blood running down into his glove. I yelled for help, and the forklift operator somehow heard me over the roar of the engine, and came to see what was happening.
Fortunately, Doug, the forklift operator was also a volunteer fireman and was used to this type of thing. He used his belt as a tourniquet till he could get Johnny to the store where there was a first aid kit. He packed the wound and volunteered to drive him to the hospital, but I insisted I should do it, and no one objected.
Grand Valley was our only real hospital, and fortunately the ER was seldom ever busy. Within minutes after arriving, we were whisked back to a curtained-off booth, and a doctor quickly assessed the situation.
"It's going to need stitches, I'll have the nurse get everything ready and I'll be back in a few minutes. You were lucky, if it had hit and artery you might have bled to death. What happened anyway?"
Between the two of us we managed to tell the story and he raised an eyebrow, "Lots of dangerous things in a place like that. I bet you never expected something like this to happen though."
"Well, we'd been warned," Johnny said, "and they told us how to do it safely, I guess I just got careless."
"Well, we'll fix you up in no time flat, but I want you to take a few days off, is that a problem?"
"No sir, uh Doctor, I can do that."
"Good, I'll send the nurse in then, and I'll be back in a bit to stitch you up."
Johnny required 8 stitches, and today he tells everyone who asks that he got the scar in a knife fight in Mexico. What a joker. I called the lumber yard and filled them in, and they said not to worry about the bills, that he was covered by workman's compensation. The manager also said he could take off as much time as he needed and he'd be paid full wages.
I wanted to stay off with him, but I knew that wasn't fair to the company, though I did take off the rest of that day. I took Johnny home with me and my mom pampered him the rest of the afternoon as I knew she would.
Poor little Mikey was really concerned about Johnny and stuck to him like glue, as if he was afraid he'd drop dead at any minute. He was a very empathetic kid, and he loved Johnny deeply, and the feeling was mutual.
We drove over later to see his mom and dad and tell them what had happened, but they didn't seem as concerned as I thought they should. Maybe it was just me, maybe I was overreacting, but I worried about Johnny and decided to take him back home with me.
Johnny stayed the next three days at our house, and mom pampered him during the day, and I took over when I got home from work. By Monday, he was ready to go back to work, though he did have to take it easy till the stitches finally came out.
That was probably the most dramatic thing that happened all summer, but that was plenty. When I thought about what the Doctor had said about Johnny bleeding to death if the band had cut an artery, I sometimes got the shivers. What if I'd had to watch my lover bleed out right there in front of me? No, life was too good to end so suddenly and in such a crude way, and from that day forward I kept a close eye on Johnny to make sure he didn't hurt himself again.
Summer was fast coming to a close, and in August my folks decided to hold a big multi-family picnic in the park. My dad reserved the shelter there, ironically right across the street from Johnny's house, and we invited all our friends, their families, and a few friends of our folks.
All our friends came, and most of their parents, including Gerald's mom, but his step brother had enlisted in the service and was currently in San Diego. He'd managed to turn his life around after his brief stay at Rader Boy's Home, and the military seemed to be agreeing with him.
Our dads cooked hamburgers and hot dogs, and there was tons of other stuff. Everyone who came brought something, and there was enough food for an army. Mikey had a blast with so many kids around, and he and Jake hung out a lot.
Jake had grown over the last few years and was a foxy little guy now, and despite having been with more than one boy, these days he had a girlfriend named Linda. She was a pretty little thing, very feminine, and seemed sweet, but I couldn't help but wonder, was she giving Jake as much pleasure as his boy friends had?
The picnic was a huge success, we played games, including tennis on the courts on the other side of the pond, and stayed till darkness began to descend.
This was actually the first time some of the parents had met, and they all seemed to get along well, though Gerald's mom seemed to be a bit shy at first. My mom soon had her right in the big middle of things and they were laughing and talking throughout the whole event.
Johnny and I enjoyed talking with all our friends, realizing that all too soon we'd be off to college and leaving most of them behind. It was a happy time, yet there were some melancholy feelings too as I thought about all the times I'd spent here with my friends, and how all that would be coming to an end soon.
It was obvious everyone was enjoying themselves, and most stayed till way into the evening. By 7 though, most of the parents and younger kids had gone, and it was basically the core group.
We all pitched in to help clean up, and after my folks left with Mikey, the rest of us walked over to Johnny's and hung out in his back yard. Eventually, our friends began to leave, until it was just Caleb and Tony left.
Monday the four of us were driving to Tahlequah with our first load of stuff for the house, and we were all extremely excited about it. The house was an older two story near the college with three bedrooms, which was perfect for our situation.
We'd checked the place out a few weeks earlier when we'd signed the lease, and already figured out the sleeping arrangements. Downstairs, there was a large bedroom with it's own bath, and upstairs, two decent sized bedrooms that shared a second bath. Johnny and I would take the downstairs bedroom, and the two step brothers would have their own rooms upstairs.
"You guys wanna come over and spend the night?" Caleb asked after a while, "Granny goes to sleep with the chickens these days." She'd made it to the picnic, but my mom had taken her home around 8 and we assumed she was asleep by now.
I looked at Johnny and he nodded, "Sure, why not? Soon we'll be seeing each other every day," I chuckled, "might as well get used to it now."
"You make that sound like a bad thing," Caleb laughed.
"Nah, not bad, just different. Our whole lives are about to change, again..."
"Yeah, but it will be okay, you'll see. College is cool, and the town is nice, and so are the people. It's a fun place to live, really."
"I'll just miss this place," I sighed, "and my folks, and Mikey, and..." suddenly I couldn't go on, my voice had locked up with emotion as tears stung my eyes.
"Well, I know what you mean, but it's not as bad as you're imagining. Besides, you'll be so busy, you won't have time to feel homesick."
"Yeah, and I'll be there," Johnny said, slipping an arm around me, "Think about it, you and me...together...no parents around, just those two." he laughed.
"Yeah, I know. I'm ready. Let's go tell your folks our plans, and I'll phone mine."
As predicted, Granny was asleep, and we slipped into the house quietly and into the downstairs bedroom. We talked about our plans for Monday for a while, but the air was so charged with sexual energy, that soon talk turned to action.
I'm not sure who started what, but of course Johnny and I always had our hands on each other when we in private or with our friends. Before long we were down to our undies and the fun began.
Caleb was maturing nicely, and though he still exuded that boyish charm and sexuality, his body was harder and actually more sexy these days. And Tony, what can I say about Tony? Yes, Tony was hung like a pony, but I don't want to perpetrate any stereotypes about black guys. I mean, technically Tony was the only black guy I'd ever seen naked, so he might just be a lucky boy, and his race had nothing to do with the size of his pecker. But, I must say...his pecker was a thing to behold, and I loved playing with it.
To say I was fascinated with it, might be more accurate, and before long I was slobbering it up anticipating what other hole it might penetrate before the night was over. He was much bigger than Johnny, and I'd taken him several times before, but I swear he looked as if that thing had grown since the last time.
Johnny and Caleb wasted no time getting together, and they were engaged in a 69 laying on the bed while Tony and I were on the floor. Tony pushed me off his pecker long enough to kiss me, then pushed me flat on my back and began to work on my nipples, working his way down my improved physique, to my aching pecker.
His lips felt amazing on my body, but when he engulfed my pecker I nearly came from the intense feeling. I moaned in pleasure and thrust into his warm wet mouth, then coaxed him to move around so I could get at his pecker as well.
As badly as I wanted him inside me, I wanted to taste his sperm just as much. I knew from past experience that Tony could come multiple times, so I decided to suck him off as he did the same for me.
As I sucked his hard leaking cock, my hands wandered back to his firm ass cheeks, caressing them and playing with his tacky pucker. He returned the favor, going a step further and wetting his finger and slowly working it into my hole.
As he finger fucked my ass I began to loosen up, and the pleasure he was giving me back there suddenly pushed me over the edge. I moaned loudly as I began to unload in Tony's hot wet mouth, and he swallowed every drop, then licked me clean, all the while continuing to finger my ass.
I knew what was next, and I let his cock slide from my mouth, rolled onto my back and raised my legs high. In the process, his finger left my hole, but suddenly I felt his hot wet tongue against it and I moaned once again.
Tony began to tongue fuck me then, and I squirmed around and pushed back as the pleasure built. Next, I felt his fingers at my hole again, and he worked one, then two fingers into me to loosen me up.
It didn't' take long till I was ready for the real thing, and a few minutes later I looked down to see Tony's dripping wet pecker as he placed it at my back door. I won't lie, it burned a little as he worked it in, but Tony knew how to make me like it, and soon I was moaning with pleasure.
Johnny and Caleb had both orgasmed by then, and Johnny crawled down to where I lay and began kissing me as Tony finally bottomed out and began a slow fuck. Caleb appeared beside Tony and I watched them kiss for a moment, and I thought just how hot that was.
It was sex, but there was love here too, and I felt it all around me as we shared this intimate act of love. Johnny and Caleb, despite having just come, were soon hard again, and I reached down and grabbed Johnny's pecker and urged him to move closer.
By raising my head just a little, I was able to get Johnny's pecker into my mouth and I began to suck him as Tony continued moving slowly in and out of my heated hole.
Caleb was rubbing Tony's back and butt now, and Tony seemed to like the attention. Occasionally they would kiss, then Caleb would nuzzle Tony's neck or back as he continued to rub it.
I continued to suck on Johnny's cock till my neck got tired, then reached over and used my hand for a while, but I really didn't want to get him off. I wanted Johnny to fuck me when Tony was through, and if Caleb wanted a go at my butt, that would be cool too.
However, I guess Caleb had other ideas. Unknown to me, Caleb had been fingering Tony's butt the whole time, and suddenly he moved into position behind Tony and I knew what was about to happen.
I heard Tony grunt, and Caleb moaned softly as he sank into Tony's hot insides. Tony paused for a moment to get Caleb's cock situated inside him, then resumed his movement. It took the two a moment to get their movements in rhythm, but when they did it was a sight to see.
Johnny was on his knees now, staring at the two beautiful boys in awe as he stroked his own hard pecker. Then suddenly he noticed my hard pecker bobbing around as Tony pounded me and he reached over and took hold of it and began jacking me off.
After a while, he leaned down and began to suck me slowly and wetly, and I felt the sap rising in my balls. Johnny's mouth was magical on my cock, and he did things to me that no one else could. Maybe it was because of the love we shared, or maybe it was just that after all this time together we knew each other's body so well.
I was approaching orgasm quickly, and suddenly without warning I began to unload. As I came, my butthole tightened and I heard Tony cry out as he began to come, followed quickly by Caleb.
Caleb pulled out slowly, stood and left the room, I supposed to go to the bathroom, then Tony slowly worked his big cock out of me and followed him. I lowered my legs for a moment to rest them, then pulled Johnny to me and kissed him deeply.
"Fuck me," I growled, and I hopped up and got on all fours and wiggled my ass at him.
He wasted no time slipping inside my cum slick ass, and a few minutes later when Tony and Caleb returned he was hammering away at my poor battered hole.
"Whoa, sloppy seconds," Caleb laughed.
"Too bad you already plugged Tony, or you could've had thirds," I joked.
"Good thing you ain't a girl," Tony joked, "you'd never know who the daddy was."
"Shut up and let me concentrate on what I'm doing," Johnny teased, "I'm almost...there," he grunted, then, "Oh yeah, here it comes...uhhhh...oh shit," he moaned, "that was good babe," he said smacking my ass.
I turned my head and we kissed awkwardly, then he pulled out and helped me up. He pulled me into a kiss, then led me off to the bathroom where we cleaned up.
When we returned, we discussed the sleeping arrangements, and Johnny and I decided to sleep in Tony's room while he and Caleb slept down here. We were all totally spent and tired, and it was late in the morning by then, and everyone was ready for some rest.
Johnny and I climbed the steps and went into Tony's room, fell into his bed and snuggled up. Within minutes we were asleep, with sweet dreams of the future playing out in our head.
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Monday bright and early, my dad and I loaded all my stuff into the back of the Impala while we waited for Johnny to show up. We were almost done when the Bug Bus came wheezing up causing Mikey to squeal with excitement. He met Johnny at the driver's door and Johnny picked him up and gave him kisses on the face and neck. When Johnny finally put Mikey down, he reached into the Bug Bus and produced two white sacks that I recognized as coming from the bakery downtown.
"Just in time," I said sarcastically, "we're almost done."
"Hey, I stopped for donuts," he said shaking the two white bags he was carrying, I have enough for all of us."
Well, that was enough to redeem him in my eyes, and after finishing loading up the car, we went inside and had our sweet breakfast. The old folks had coffee, while us boys had milk, and soon we were ramped up on sugar and raring to go.
Next stop was Caleb's house and with Johnny leading the way, we were soon there. Mikey had ridden with us in the Bug Bus, and mom and dad parked on the street in front of Caleb's house. Dad got out to help, but Tony and Caleb already had Caleb's pickup truck loaded and were ready to go.
Caleb's granny came out to say goodbye and gave us hugs all around, but Caleb quickly reminded her we'd be back tomorrow. She said she knew that, but she never passed up a chance to hug handsome young men.
She doted on Mikey and Mikey loved the old lady and treated her as if she were his own granny. Mom finally got out of the car to say hello to everyone, and her and Caleb's granny disappeared inside for a while, no doubt to exchange some gossip or recipes.
Finally, around 9 AM we hit the road, Caleb and Tony in the lead, Johnny, Mikey and Me next, and mom and dad bringing up the rear. We would have had plenty of room for my stuff in the bus, but my folks wanted to come see our new place and we were anxious to show it off. Dad had even taken the day off, so I knew it was important to him.
Saturday had been our last day at the lumber yard, and the guys even had a little going away party for us with cake and ice cream. Everyone told us how much they enjoyed working with us, and the manager joked that if the college thing didn't work out we always had a job at the lumber yard.
The trip to Tahlequah took about 45 minutes and it was a pleasant drive. Mikey kept us entertained as he commented on the passing scenery, and bombarded us with questions about our new home.
Finally, we arrived and the place looked even better than it had the first time I'd seen it when we drove up to sign the lease. It was a white two story Victorian, with a wide porch front and back, and a octagonal shaped dining room toward the back.
It was fully furnished, except for some odd reason the dining room table was missing, but mom and dad had given us their old one and mom finally got that 8 place dinette she'd had her eye on for years. Caleb had picked the old table and chairs up the night before, and it was buried beneath all his junk in the back of the pickup.
Before unloading our stuff, we took my folks and Mikey on a tour of the place, and they seemed as impressed as we were.
"This is a nice old house," mom said, "they sure knew how to build them back then."
"Yes, and at 200 a month, it's a steal in a college town like this," Dad remarked, "I'm surprised you were able to find such a bargain."
"We got lucky, the guys who were living here all graduated in the spring, and they tipped me off to it. I talked to the landlord in May, and he agree to hold it for us. He even painted the walls and did some fixing up while it was empty," Caleb said, "I told them we'd take good care of it, and the guys who rented it before vouched for me."
"Well, I feel good about you boys having a nice place like this to live in, and it's close to the campus too," mom said.
"Yeah, when we come back next weekend to stay, I'll ride my bike down and we can use it to get around on campus," I said.
Mom said she loved the big back porch and fenced back yard, and said it would be good when Mikey visited. It wasn't as big as our back yard back home, but I decided that was a good thing since we'd be responsible for mowing it now.
We finally got everything moved inside, including the table and chairs, and we decided to go have an early lunch and check out the town.
Caleb knew all the best places, and he suggested a little diner just outside of the city limits. He and Tony rode with us, and mom and dad followed, and soon we pulled up at the little diner and went inside.
The waitress pulled two tables together for us and we all sat down and perused the menus. The menu items were mostly just good old home cooking, plus hamburgers and such, but there was also things like steak and fresh catfish.
Dad had the steak, mom the fish, and the rest of us had burgers, except for Mikey who had chicken strips. The waitress brought our drinks and we chatted while we waited for our food, and I thought how nice this was. I had a little pang of sadness though, thinking that soon I would only be seeing my folks and Mikey a couple of times a month.
The food came, and I put my sad thoughts away and enjoyed the huge greasy burger and mountain of fries as we chatted about everything from the weather to our new life as College Freshmen.
After our delicious dinner, which dad paid for, Caleb directed us on a sight seeing tour, with mom and dad trailing us, and finally we wound up at the College.
I'd seen the College before on several occasions, but there was still something very awe inspiring about gazing at those hallowed halls of learning. In my eyes, it was the most beautiful place I'd ever seen, and to think I'd be spending the next three years here was almost too much to comprehend.
We finally made it back to the house, and after visiting a while longer, mom and dad said they needed to get home. Mikey began to cry when he heard the news, and suddenly I had a great idea.
Mom, dad, what if Mikey stayed with us tonight? After all, we'll be coming back tomorrow afternoon."
"Well, are you other guys okay with this?" mom said looking torn.
"Sure, Mikey is cool," Tony said, giving my little brother hug from behind.
"Fine with me," Caleb said, "if he won't get bored."
"We'll make sure he doesn't get bored," Johnny chuckled.
"We'll have fun, won't we bubber?" I said picking Mikey up.
"Yeah, with Robbie and Johnny, and Caweb, and Tony."
"Well, it's fine by me. Maybe me and the missus will go to the movies," my dad chuckled.
"Well, that might be nice," mom said, suddenly switching gears, "I know you boys will take good care of my baby," she said walking over to smooch on her baby boy.
"I'm not a baby," Mikey protested, "I'm a big boy."
"Yes, yes you are," Mom sighed, "in the fall you'll be starting first grade. Where did the time go?"
We walked my folks to their car, and Mikey said goodbye to mom and dad with hugs and kisses, then waved as they drove away. If he was the least bit worried about being separated from them, he didn't show it. I just hoped things continued that way.
Johnny and I played with Mikey in the back yard while Caleb and Tony unpacked their stuff, then they came out to join us. Johnny excused himself to set up his art stuff and put his stuff away, and when he was done it was my turn.
Mikey loved all our friends and the feeling was mutual. There was always a big bro to play with him, or a lap to sit on, and he was a very happy boy when he had our attention. That day was no exception, and he seemed to be having the time of his life.
Around 6, we started feeling hunger pangs again, and Caleb said he knew a great pizza place nearby. He and Tony went to pick up the Pizza, and on the way they stopped for sodas and ice and some cookies for dessert.
By the time they returned, Mikey had slowed down some and the three of us were sitting on the back porch resting and listening to Mikey recite his ABCs and numbers.
We ate the pizza on the back porch, washing it down with glasses of soda. Our moms had made sure we had glasses, dinnerware, silverware, and pots and pans for cooking, and next weekend we planned on going shopping for food so we could start preparing our own meals at home.
When it got dark, we went inside and watched Caleb's B&W TV. Johnny, Mikey, and Tony sat on the couch, while Caleb sat in the wingback chair nearby. The furniture was old, but in good shape, and it saved us quite a bit of money and worry not having to supply our own.
Around 9, I gave Mikey a bath, and after drying him off, I had him slip on his undies in preparation for bed.
"No jammies," Mikey said rubbing his flat little tummy, "I can sleep like you big boys."
"Yep, it's too hot for jammies anyway," I said as I led him to our bedroom.
"Are we all gonna sleep in your big bed?"
"Yep, hope we don't squash ya," I teased.
"You won't, I know it," he said.
"Nah, we'll be careful. You can sleep in the middle, how's that sound."
"Okay," he said smiling, "that way I can have both of you."
I laughed, "Yeah, we'll both keep you safe and warm."
I'd showered that morning, as I'm sure Johnny had, but we'd ran around a lot that day and were sweaty and sticky, so we decided to take a shower together.
I plopped Mikey down with Tony, who'd returned to the living room after his shower, and told him to stay put, and he said he'd keep an eye on him.
Johnny and I hopped into the shower and were soon engaged in a little more than scrubbing up, when suddenly the door flew open and Mikey announced he had to pee..
We froze in place, Johnny behind me with his pecker buried in my ass, and waited for him to finish, hoping he wouldn't linger afterwards.
"Don't flush the toilet Mikey," I said, trying to sound normal, "it causes the water to get hot in here."
"Okaaaay," Mikey sang, "are you guys done yet? How much longer you gonna be?"
"Not long," Johnny said grinning at me, "just go keep Tony company, and we'll be in there soon."
"Okay," he said again, then he giggled, "I bet you guys are kissing." Then he ran out of the room, slamming the door behind him.
"Little shit," I laughed, "we definitely need to install a lock on the door."
"And I'm kicking Tony's ass when we get out. He could've taken Mikey up to their bathroom."
"Yeah, less talk, more fucking," I said pushing back into him, "uh, yeah...that's good."
I jerked off while Johnny finished fucking me, and blew a load on the shower wall a few seconds before he let loose inside me. It was a powerful orgasm for both of us, and I was glad we got to finish, since we'd be having a bedmate that night.
We finished showering, and as we were drying off, we talked about what Mikey had said.
"Why do you think he said that, that we were kissing?"
"Probably cause the kid is sharp as a tack," Johnny said, "he don't miss much, but I wonder if maybe he caught us kissing sometime that we didn't know about."
"I suppose it's possible," I said, "but I guess it's no big deal. It's not like it's a secret in our families."
"Nope, we're lucky though, some kids folks would have us committed," he laughed.
"Yeah, I wonder if there will ever come a time when being gay won't be a big deal to anyone."
"What do you mean, like guys getting married and stuff?" he laughed.
"Yeah, who knows, maybe that too. As you like to say, the world it is a changin'," I laughed.
We dressed in our undies and headed out to find Mikey, and discovered Tony was sound asleep on the couch. No wonder Mikey came in on us, his babysitter was asleep, I thought to myself.
"Hey," I said shaking Tony gently, "thanks for watching Mikey so closely," I added sarcastically.
"What, oh...sorry," he said yawning and stretching his hard muscular body like a big cat, "I was up late, then got up at 7, and I'm beat. I think I'll head to bed."
"Caleb already go?"
"Yeah, about a half hour ago. Well, see you guys in the morning, night."
"Night, next time I'll bring Snoopie to watch Mikey," I teased.
Tony waved and gave me a sleepy smile as he headed up the stairs, and it was just the three of us then.
"Ready for bed, big man?"
"Okay," Mikey said yawning, "Johnny, will you carry me?"
"Sure buddy," Johnny said moving in to scoop him up. Then placing him over his shoulder, he let his head dangle down to his lower back, holding him upside down by his feet.
Mikey giggled all the way to the bedroom where Johnny gently tossed him on the bed before crawling in beside him. I closed the bedroom door and turned out the bedside lamp, then crawled in on the other side of Mikey and looked over at Johnny.
"Snuggle to me," he said to both of us, "but don't squarsh me," he added with a frown.
"Aww, come on, can't we squarsh you a little," I teased.
"No, be good," Mikey scolded.
Johnny and I scooted in, and each laid a hand on Mikey's flat tummy and sighed. Next thing I knew, Mikey's eyes were closed and seconds later he was snoring softly.
I patted Johnny's hand and our fingers entwined and we fell asleep holding hands over my little brother.
End Chapter 1
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1-27-21
Kewl Dad
Thanks to all my loyal readers who have hung in their for the last 3 plus years as this saga has been unfolding. Rest assured that it is not over yet. Next, we'll get a glimpse of the boys' new lives as they go away to college and begin a life together. I apologize for the long delay in the posting of this chapter, but I hope to be back on a consistent schedule in the near future.
I have updated my story list if you see any missing please let me know.
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