The Athletic Supporter

The Athletic Supporter CH 6

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~The Athletic Supporter~
Chapter 6

by: Kewl Dad

Mikey

 Finding our way

That weekend sort of set the tone for our relationship going forward, and I became a frequent visitor in the Williams' house and Ricky and I spent more and more time together with his parent's approval. Occasionally we'd even let Mikey join us on little outings, and we always had a good time. Now that the edge was off of things, and we weren't so desperate for sex, we found we could enjoy just being together and doing regular stuff.

I'd forgotten that I'd told Ricky and his family when my birthday was, and when it rolled around in March, I got a big surprise. My Birthday was actually on a Saturday that year, but my mom and grand parents had a little party for me that Friday night. We had dinner and cake and ice cream with a couple of other relatives stopping by. 

I wished I could have brought Ricky with me, but that was a part of my personal life I hadn't shared with them.  Sure, my mom had met Ricky at work shortly after he'd started,  but she didn't know we were friends outside of the store. My folks also didn't know I was gay, In fact they'd never really taken much interest in my love life, or lack of it, and I sometimes wondered if they knew more than I suspected. I mean, it was no secret that I'd never seriously dated any girls, but then there had never really been any pressure on me to change that. In fact, I think my mom saw any girl as competition for her little boy's affections, at least when I was younger, but once I'd moved out those apron strings she'd held had been cut for good.

I had a nice time with my folks, and my mom did my laundry just like old times, but I was ready to get away as soon as that last load came out of the dryer. I thanked everyone for the gifts and the food, and hugged my mom goodbye then I headed home, my head buzzing with all sorts of thoughts.

Tomorrow I'd be 19, and Ricky would soon be 16. We were still 3 years apart, but as we got older that three years seemed less of an issue. At what point would it seem normal, natural, acceptable? The answer was, never. Not for two guys anyway. In fact, if one of us was a girl, it would be acceptable right now in many people's eyes. 

It was sad to think that our love, which was no less powerful than any love between the opposite sex, would never be accepted, and that our only choice was to continue to hide it behind closed doors. I was just depressing myself though, and I quickly snapped out of it when I got home and heard the phone ringing.

Lately, the only two people who ever called me were my mom and Ricky, and since I'd just left my mom's house, it had to be my boyfriend.

"Hey, who's this?" I joked.

"Your boyfriend," Ricky's clear sweet voice said.

"Hmm...oh, Jake, how are you baby?" I teased.

"Jake, what the...? OH, you asshole...you had me worried."

"You know I only love you sweet buns," I cooed.

"Well, I just wanted to make sure you were still coming for dinner tomorrow night."

"Yes, of course. We talked about that at work today, why so worried?"

"No reason, my mom just made me call, that's all..." he said sounding anxious.  I should of known something was up right then, but I was just happy to hear Ricky's voice.

"Well, tell her yes, and I'll be extra hungry," I joked, "and tell Mikey to have the chess board ready, I'm gonna beat the pants off him tomorrow night."

Ricky laughed, "You're gonna beat his pants off? I better make sure he wears underwear then."

"You mean he doesn't usually wear underwear?" I joked.

"I'm kidding, I'm pretty sure he does. Anyway, I gotta go, but I'll see you at work tomorrow, okay?"

"Actually, no...you won't," I said surprising him, "Leroy gave me the day off, it's my birthday, remember?"

"Oh, yeah. You're off? When did you find this out?"

"Today, didn't I tell you?" I said, knowing full well I hadn't.

"No, you jerk. Hey, I wonder if I could take off too?"

"No, they need you more than ever without me there, but come on over after work and we'll have a few minutes before we head to your house.

"Okay, but...are you going to be home all day?"

"Yep, probably sleep late, then have lunch, why?"

"I might come by on my way to work or something."

"Okay, that's fine. You have your key, just come on in."

I'd given him a key to the apartment after his second sleepover, and he sometimes surprised me by coming by at odd times. 

"Okay, see you tomorrow then. Nite...love you," he added in a whisper.

"Love you too, Jake, I mean Ricky," I laughed.

"Grrr...I'll get you for that," he growled, "bye...tomorrow...you're toast."

I was still laughing when we hung up, but I knew Ricky wasn't really mad. We liked to tease each other, and his teasing was usually worse than mine.

I was stuffed from the food at my folk's house, and I decided to take a nice hot bath to relax me. I leaned back in the tub and immersed myself in the hot water and let it wash all my worries away. So what if Ricky and I had to  hide our love from, well...basically everyone? At least we were able to spend time together in private and express that love to one another. Maybe someday, when Ricky was 18 and I was 21, we could move some place where people were more accepting. I'd heard that there were places like that in California. Yeah, California sounded nice. I'd always wanted to visit there, maybe I'd just move there. 

Of course, I gave no thought to the fact that at 18, Ricky was planning to go off to a college 200 miles away. Those were little details to be worked out when, and if the time came. No, for now all that was important was to keep the dream alive and to keep our love alive.

************

Ricky surprised me the next morning by quietly climbing the stairs, then using his key to let himself in, and silently creeping in and climbing in bed beside me. I'm usually a light sleeper, but for some reason it took me a minute or two to realize I was not alone.

"That you Jake honey?" I said pawing at Ricky with my eyes still closed, "you can't let my other lover catch you here.'

"Who the hell is Jake?" Ricky demanded as I doubled over in laughter.

"He's my invisible boyfriend," I said between giggles.

"Well, get rid of him. I'm your boyfriend and I brought donuts," he said holding up a white paper sack.

"Any cinnamon toast?"

"Yes.  I know you love those things, I got four of those and some filled donuts, my favorite. Do you have any milk?"

"Yeah, there's a fresh gallon in the fridge,  my mom gave it to me when I was over there last night."

"Yummy, I love fresh milk. You stay here, I'll be right back."

When he returned he had two tall glasses of milk and a towel, and after handing me one of the glasses, he spread the towel out between us and sat the sack of donuts on it. I dug out one of the large flat cinnamon toast pastries and began munching on it, making moaning sounds as if I were having sex.

"So good," I moaned, "almost as good as sex."

"Almost, well you can have that next."

"Hey, what are you doing here anyway?" I asked curiously, "shouldn't you be at home getting ready for work?"

"I had some shopping to do and I had dad drop me off. I told him I'd just go on to work afterwards."

"And your shopping was these donuts?" I joked.

"No, this is breakfast."

"Well, I'm glad you brought them. I won't have to cook now," I said around a mouthful of delicious cinnamon goodness.

"I don't have to be at work till twelve, and I already finished my shopping and took my stuff to the store for them to wrap for me..."

"Oh...what are you getting at?" I said playing dumb.

I had no doubt what he'd been shopping for, after all, he was my boyfriend. I knew he wouldn't forget my birthday, but the best present of all was just being able to spend time with him.

"I'll show you," he said standing and starting to undress. I watched with interest, still eating my breakfast, and I paused a moment to take a drink of milk as he got down to his underwear. He was already hard, his pecker tenting his white briefs and a wet spot was visible where his precum had soaked through the material.

He stood before me like that for a moment before dropping the last of his clothes, and kicking off his underwear, he grabbed the donut he'd been eating and shoved it onto the end of is dick.

"Ooops," he laughed, "I think I got some cream filling on my dick. Want to lick it off?"

"Sure, come around here," I said directing him to my side of the bed. When he was in position, I lowered my head and began licking the gooey cream off his dick head, savoring the sweetness mixed with his slightly salty precum. When I had all of it licked off, he grabbed a jelly donut and repeated his actions, and when he removed the pastry his dick head was bright red.

"Looks like it's bleeding," I teased, "I'll fix it though," I said, licking up the tasty jelly and taking his dick in my mouth and sucking it clean.

"Is that all you want?" I asked looking up at him, "Or do you want to put that thing inside me?"

"I want to, but for now...this is fine," he said surprising me. I was all ready to get hammered, but I was willing to do whatever he wanted.

"Lay down then," I said clearing away the mess. 

Once he was in position, I started at his feet and kissed and sucked my way up his body, skipping his cock and balls till I'd explored every inch of him first. When I finally took his cock in my mouth, he didn't last nearly as long as I'd have liked, but he did reward me with a warm tasty load of his teenage spunk.

We kissed and made out for awhile, then he insisted on returning the favor, and I gladly accepted. He took his time, and when he got to my cock, he looked up at me and said, "Happy Birthday boyfriend."

"Thanks boyfriend," I said as he took me in his mouth, and I was soon moaning and thrusting as he gave me the best birthday present ever.

He left around 11:45 and I went in to take care of my morning ritual, then got dressed and puttered around the apartment for a while. Around three, I got bored and walked over to the store and was surprised to see business was fairly slow for a change. I bought Ricky and soda and we sat in the back room and talked a while, but I didn't want to monopolize too much of his time, so I left after about a half hour. 

I walked up the street and did some window shopping, but was home by 4:30 and waiting when Ricky showed up just after 5 carrying a brightly wrapped package. I let him drive us to his house, and this time Mikey didn't meet us at the door as he usually did. Seconds later I found out why. As we stepped inside, Ricky pushed me forward, and I was greeted by shouts of Happy Birthday from the Williams family. There were balloons and streamers, and a huge sign on the wall, and party hats and noisemakers, and I felt like a little kid again. Not that I ever had a party like this as a kid, my family never went in big for such things, and a birthday cake and ice cream was pretty much the extent of the celebration.

"Are you surprised?" Ricky said as he placed his arm around my neck and dragged me to where the other three stood beaming at me.

"Yes, thank you all. I never expected anything like this..." I said near tears.

Ricky laid the package he'd been carrying on the dining room table, and I noticed several other packages there and I felt more tears coming on. 

But that was only the beginning, next was the cake, a huge chocolate sheet cake with blue and yellow frosting and the words, Happy Birthday Rob, on it.  I was instructed to sit at the head of the table, and candles were lit, and Happy Birthday was sang, then Mrs. Williams took pictures and I blew out the candles and made my wish.

We cut the cake while Mr. Williams brought out the ice cream, and for the first time ever at their house, we had our dessert before our dinner. We ate and talked, and I kept thanking them over and over, as tears filled my eyes. I had never dreamed when I found the love of my life it would include a new family too. I loved them all, and my only regret was that Ricky and I couldn't tell them the true nature of our relationship.

We finally finished our cake and ice cream and it was time to open the presents. I was anxious to see what Ricky had bought me, but he made me wait and open it last. Mrs. and Mrs. Williams gave me a nice set of dinnerware and glasses, because apparently Ricky had told them I didn't have two glasses or plates that matched. I thanked them warmly and opened my present from Mikey next, and was surprised to see it was a nice chess set with solid pieces and a wooden  board.

"Wow, this is really nice, thank you Mikey. We'll have to break it in later."

Last but not least was Ricky's gift, and when I unwrapped the package I was surprise to find it held a nice camera and two rolls of color film with prepaid processing.

"So we can take pictures when we go places and do stuff," he explained.

"Wow, thank you so much," I said, aching to hug him and thank him properly, "thanks, all of you...this has been the best birthday I can remember in a long time."

"You're welcome Rob. Now, why don't you boys go entertain yourselves, and while our cake and ice cream settle, I'll start dinner. I hope you like chicken, Rob."

"Love it," I said cheerfully as I gathered up my loot. 

I sat the dinnerware by the door so I wouldn't forget it, took the camera and chess set to Ricky's room, and the three of us sat down on his bed. I got the camera out and loaded a roll of film in it and had Ricky and Mikey pose for me, together and separately. Ricky took the camera and snapped a picture of me alone, then one with Mikey, and then handed the camera to Mikey and had him take several pictures of the two of us together.

"Are we gonna play chess now?" Mikey said once the pictures were taken.

"Sure, or we can play something else and Ricky can play too."

"How about Sorry?" he said brightening.

"Okay, Sorry it is. Why don't you go set up the game and we'll be there in a minute," I suggested.

"Okay, but hurry," he said dashing off to his room to get the game. 

When he was gone, I motioned for Ricky to follow me and I led him into his bathroom. After closing both doors, I pressed him up against the one leading to Mikey's room, grabbed him by the shoulders and kissed him deeply.

"Mmm," he said when I broke the lip lock, "I never thought I'd ever get kissed in my own bathroom."

"Well, I just wanted to thank you for the camera, and for making this the best birthday ever."

"You're welcome, but it wasn't all my doing. My folks really love you, so does Mikey."

"And I love them too, and I don't want to do anything to ruin that, so...I guess we should go play Sorry with Mikey now."

"One more kiss," he said, leaning in and initiating a deep passionate kiss. When we broke away this time we were both hard, and we had to adjust ourselves before leaving the bathroom. 

By the time we made it to the dining room, Mikey had the game set up and was raring to go. Mrs. Williams was busy in the kitchen preparing dinner, and Mr. Williams had retired to the family room to watch TV. 

"Blue," I called out, and "Mikey turned the board so blue faced me. Ricky was across from me, and he took green, while Mikey was to my right and got the red pieces.

The game went back and forth for a while, then Mikey got two men home, and Ricky got one home and had one that was very close. I had one about halfway there, but Ricky landed on that space and sent me back.

"Sorry," he laughed.

"I guess that's why it's called Sorry," I quipped, "but it's my birthday, you'd think you could cut me some slack."

"That wouldn't be fair," Mikey insisted, "you gotta play fair or it's no fun."

"I know, I know," I groaned, "Maybe my luck will change."

Mikey won the first game, and we started a second one, but Mrs. Williams said we needed to wrap it up or move it to the living room so she could set the table. We decided to end the game at that point, but I promised to play a game of chess with Mikey after dinner.

Dinner was baked chicken, with stuffing, mashed potatoes and gravy, and her delicious creamed peas. She said she hadn't had time to make rolls, so we had canned biscuits with butter and honey. Even though we'd eaten cake and ice cream earlier, us boys were hungry and managed to put away quite a bit of food. We were too stuffed for dessert though, and decided to wait till later to have more cake.

When we'd finished our dinner, Mikey set up my new chess game on the coffee table and he and I sat in the floor and played. Ricky sat on the couch behind me, his feet touching my hips, and I had to admit it was a little distracting. Once, I reached down and gave them a little squeeze, and I heard him giggle. 

Mikey looked up to see what was so funny, but he couldn't see what I was doing, and just let it go without questioning his brother. I had to stop when Mr. Williams came in and sat in his recliner, but he didn't really seem to be paying us much attention.

Mrs. Williams was the last to join us, and she had a magazine in her hand when she sat down on the other end of the sofa. She divided her attention between the TV and her magazine, occasionally looking our way to see how the game was going, but she didn't say much.

The silence might have been a little uncomfortable if I hadn't gotten to know these people over the last few weeks, but as it was, I didn't think much about it. Mr. Williams appeared to be dozing, and the quiet atmosphere in the room gave me a warm and cozy feeling.

I beat Mikey soundly this time, and I wondered if he'd let me win. Then I remembered his little speech about playing fair, and I decided he was just having an off night. We shook hands and he congratulated me, saying he'd get me next time, and he was all smiles again.

I got up and sat down by Ricky on the couch, and Mikey bounced over and forced his way in between us. I was sure the little stinker didn't mean anything by it, he just wanted both of our attention, but it was still a little disappointing.

We watched TV and talked quietly, and I thought just how nice this was. It was like having a real family, and brothers, even if I was sleeping with one of those brothers. I'd never had a dad, and I envied Ricky and Mikey a little.  Mr. Williams was not only a good husband, but a great dad who loved his boys, and it was obvious the feeling was mutual. Mrs. Williams was nice too, but I dared not compare her to my own mother. After all, a boy only has one mother, and mine had been there for me from the day I was squirted out by my no good, sperm donor dad, whoever he was.

I was happiest when it was just me and Ricky, but I enjoyed spending time in the bosom of his family. I'd begun to feel less and less guilty about deceiving Ricky's folks about what really went on between us, but from time to time I still had a few pangs of remorse. Then I'd think about the love Ricky and I shared and how happy we were together, and those pangs would be soothed.

"Rob, did you see your family today?" Mrs. Williams said, pulling me out of my funk.

"No, but they had a party for me last night, and we had dinner, and cake, and presents. I can't believe I actually had two parties this year," I chuckled.

"Well, we were happy to do that for you. You've become an important part of this family, but we don't want you to neglect your real family."

"Oh, don't worry, I had 18 years with them," I laughed, "I think they're enjoying the space as much as I am."

"Well, I might like a little alone time now and then, but I'm sure I'd miss my boys if they were gone, and I'm sure your mom feels the same way too."

"Yeah, it was tough at first," I admitted, "for her, I mean. She was sort of controlling, and it took some time for her to get used to my moving out, and to realize her little boy was becoming a man."

Mrs. Williams laughed, "Yes, children do grow up and it's important that they be allowed to spread their wings and fly eventually."

"You mean I have wings," Mikey giggled, holding out his arms, "where are the feathers?"

"Silly, you know what I mean," she chuckled, "besides you're still a baby bird and need to stay in the nest."

"I'm not a baby," he sulked, "I'm 12 years old, next year I'll be a teenager for gosh sakes."

"Well, when you're 13, I'll start calling you a teenager, but till then you're my baby boy."

"Ugh, mom...you're embarrassing me in front of company."

"Huh uh," Ricky said jumping in, "Rob isn't company anymore, right dad? After the second time, he's family, right?"

"That's the rule," Max chuckling, "that means you have to fend for yourself from now on, Rob."

"Well, I promise not to eat all the food or make a big mess," I joked, "but, I do think I'll have some more cake now, anyone else want some?"

Ricky and Mikey joined me for cake and ice cream, but the Williams begged off and said they were still full from dinner.

"Rob, I'm gonna send most of that cake home with you," Mrs. Williams said, "I'll leave some for you boys though," she added for Ricky and Mikey's benefit. 

While we were eating our second dessert, Mrs. Williams divvied up the leftover cake and bagged it up, then put it with my dinnerware by the door so I wouldn't forget it.

I stayed till after 9, and though neither of the adults pressured me in any way to go, I knew they had Church in the morning and probably needed to get to bed soon.

"You should come to church with us sometime," Max said, and Ricky and Mikey seconded the motion.

"Well, I haven't been in a while, do you suppose God still remembers me?" I joked.

"Oh, I think so. Why don't you come tomorrow. There are a lot of good folks there, and our Pastor isn't one of those hell and brimstone preachers. He teaches a lot of love and tolerance, and he has a wicked sense of humor, right guys?"

"Yeah, Pastor Miller is cool," Ricky said, "and the Sunday School classes are fun."

"Rob, if you want to go, we'd love to have you," Mrs. Williams offered.

"Well, I was really hoping to sleep in, but...okay, sure, why not? Shall I meet you there, or come to your  house?"

"I have a good idea," Ricky said then, "why don't I spend the night at Rob's and I can show him where the church is?"

Oh my God, did Ricky just ask his folks if he could sleep over? My heart was literally beating so fast I was afraid it would rip through my chest. What was he thinking? Was he crazy? What parent in their right mind would let their 15 year old son spend the night at a 19 year old's bachelor pad?

"I think you better ask Rob before you go making plans to spend the night at his apartment," Max chuckled, "He might not be as keen on that idea as you are."

"I want to go too," Mikey said, jumping up and down.

"Mikey, settle down," Mrs. Williams said, "I'm sure Rob doesn't want to put up with both of you."

"Can I Rob? Can I spend the night," Ricky said then, "I can sleep on the couch. We can still sleep till about 10, we don't have to be there till 11. I can bring my church clothes and put them on in the morning...please."

Wow, not only was Ricky crazy enough to ask if he could spend the night, but it seemed like his folks were actually okay with it. Now I really felt guilty.

"I mean, I don't mind if your folks don't. And maybe if it works out, sometime Mikey can sleep over too. We can figure out somewhere for him to sleep."

"Really? Yay!" Mikey said, "When can I do it?"

"Mikey don't nag, or he might change his mind," Max scolded, then to me, "if you're okay with Ricky staying over, it's fine with us. I know we can trust you with our son."

Oh shit, not that again. I moaned inside my head.

"I promise I'll get him to church on time," I laughed, "isn't that a song?"

"Yes," Mrs. Williams laughed, "Go grab your things Ricky, and be sure to take clean underwear and your brown socks and new shoes."

"Mikey, why don't you help Rob take his gifts and cake to the car...?" Max suggested.

At the car, Mikey started in on me again about his staying over. "Why can't I stay tonight. Is it because you and Ricky want to be alone?"

"What? Why would you ask that?" I said, trying not to act as horrified by his question as I was.

"I don't know, you guys are older and you like to hang out and do stuff..."

I decided his question was innocent enough, and I relaxed some, "Look, Mikey, I'm not used to having company, so I just think it's best if it's just Ricky tonight, but next time I promise you can come too...if your folks say it's okay."

"Okay, cool...thanks," he said sounding satisfied at last.

By the time we got back inside, Ricky had his gym bag and was carrying his pillow, "I brought my own pillow, cause I know the couch don't have one," he said grinning. 

The little devil, I thought, he knows he's not going to have to sleep on the couch. The pillow was all show for his folks, to ease any suspicions or concerns they might have as to where he'd be sleeping.

"Yeah, good idea," I said, "you're pretty short, so you should be able to stretch out on the couch. It's almost long enough for me."

"Then maybe you can sleep on the couch and I can have the bed," Ricky laughed, poking me with  his pillow.

"Forget it bub," I laughed, "It's my birthday, and I get to sleep in my own bed." And boy would I, with my boyfriend cuddled up beside me.

We finally made our escape, and though I expected his folks to hit him with a lot of last minute instructions, like be careful, be good, etc., they just wished us a good night and said they'd see us at church.

Mikey followed us to the car and I was surprised when he hugged Ricky goodbye, and then threw himself at me. "You guys have fun," he sighed, "I wish I was going, but Rob says next time, right?"

"I promised, didn't I?"

"Yeah, thanks," he said pulling away. 

I handed Ricky the keys and walked around to the passenger's side and crawled in, and by then Ricky had the car started. We waved goodbye to Mikey as he ran to the house, then I turned to Ricky and laughed.

"I knew you had big balls, but I didn't know they were that big," I chuckled, "asking your folks if you could sleep over, that was totally unexpected. I nearly fainted when the words left your mouth."

"I been waiting for this opportunity for a while now. The Church thing was perfect timing. If you'd said no, then I'd of  had to wait till something else came along."

"Well, thank God I said yes," I said, and we both cracked up at the implied meaning of that.

"So, now I can give you a really good birthday present, and you won't even have to use a rubber."

I moaned as my dick sprang up to it's full length, "This has definitely been the best birthday ever..." I said looking to the Heavens.

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That sleepover on my birthday was only the first of many. And yes, I did let Mikey sleep over the next time. He brought his sleeping bag and slept on the floor in the living room where Ricky lay on the couch. I'm not sure either Ricky or I slept that whole night though. I kept thinking about how close my boyfriend was, knowing I couldn't kiss him, or hold him, or make love to him, and it was enough to drive me crazy.

We did manage to share a kiss and do a little groping the next morning, but we both went off to church with blue balls that day. Fortunately, Mikey went home with his folks so Ricky and I could go for more driving lessons, but the only lessons Ricky got that afternoon were in my bed.

Before long, Saturday night sleepovers became as common as my having dinner at the Williams' house. Most times we'd go to church with the family, but we were allowed to miss occasionally, and when we did we took full advantage of our time together.

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In April, Mr. and Mrs. Miller enlisted my help in planning a big birthday party for Ricky, and I was glad to help. His birthday fell on a Wednesday that week, but since that was a school day, they decided to hold the party on Saturday. 

We arranged for Ricky to be off work that day, and I took off at 3:00. The party started then, but I'd only be a few minutes late, and I had a feeling I wouldn't be the only one arriving late. By the time I got there, most of the guests had arrived, including Russell, and three boys and two girls that I didn't know. 

The day was warm and sunny, and the party was being held outside, which was a good thing considering how many people were attending. In addition to Russell, and the five kids from school, there was Mikey, and he had invited his best friend Tony, who I'd met once before. 

Tony was a skinny dark haired boy who wore glasses, and looked like your typical book worm. I'd learned among other things, that Tony had been the one to teach Mikey to play chess, but I'd never had the opportunity to play him. That would soon change.

Mr. and Mrs. Williams were both there, as well as an older lady that was introduced to me as the boy's grandmother, Mrs. Boyd, but she insisted I call her Gladys. She was a sweet old lady, and it was obvious she doted on her grandsons, and she and Mikey seemed especially close.

Once I'd said hello to the adults, Ricky introduced me to his classmates and friends, and they all seemed like good kids. Of course I knew Russell already, and at this point we had a casual friendship, though I still didn't trust him as much as Ricky did.  

One of the new boys, Sam, was a real hottie, with long blond hair, blue eyes, and a body to die for, and on top of that, he was so cute it hurt. I tried not to stare, but this kid was just so beautiful. The other two boys were Jimmy, and Frank, and they were both average looking 15 year olds, and neither caught my eye like Sam had.

Sam

I think Ricky noticed my staring at Sam a few times, but he didn't call me on it, though I was almost sure he would mention it when we were alone later. The two females, Brenda and Lisa, seemed like sweet girls, and I noticed Russell seemed to be very interested in Brenda. 

The party officially got underway about 3:30, and we started by playing a few games. I was surprised that the teens didn't think games were too childish for them, to the contrary, they seemed to be having a lot of fun. Mikey stuck close to his buddy Tony, but when it came time for the sack race he asked me if I'd be his partner.

I looked at Ricky who just shrugged, and I agreed, while Tony and Ricky paired off. I noticed Russell had managed to get Brenda to team up with him, leaving Jimmy and Frank as a team, and Lisa got the hottie Sam. 

I envied Lisa, but I knew I was being silly. I loved Ricky, and I'd never do anything to ruin what we had, but it didn't keep me from lusting after the hot teen boy. Mikey was a bundle of energy, and for a moment I thought we were going to win the one-legged sack race, but in the end it was Ricky and Tony, with Ricky practically carrying the skinny 12 year old across the finish line.

"Fix!!" I joked, when Ricky and Tony received the bag of goodies as first prize.

"You're just jealous cause I had such a fast partner," he joked.

"Yeah, well...we came in second, right Mikey?" I said slipping my arm around the younger boy's neck.

"Yeah, we should get something too."

Ricky dug in his bag and fished out two pieces of candy and handed them to us, "There, that's second prize," he laughed.

Eventually, they tired of the games, and it was time to open presents, then cut the cake. Ricky got a lot of neat things, and in typical Ricky fashion, he stopped to thank the giver each time and show his appreciation. 

As he'd done with me, I held his gift back till last, then handed it to him as everyone looked on in anticipation. I'd bought him a cassette tape recorder and some blank tapes, and he squealed for joy when he saw it. He'd mentioned to me a time or two that he was saving up to buy one, but I don't think he was hinting, he was just sharing his thoughts.

"Oh man, this is amazing," he said jumping up to give me a spontaneous hug. It wasn't a big deal really, just a quick hug between two good friends, and no one seemed to think much of it.

"I got you some blank tapes too, so you can start using it right away. It works with batteries or you can plug it in. I forgot to get batteries though."

"I'm sure we have some laying around somewhere," Mr. Williams said, "that's a really nice gift. I know he's been wanting one for awhile."

I'd brought the camera Ricky had given me for my birthday, and I'd been taking pictures since I got there. Now that it was time for the cake and ice cream, I began by taking a picture of the cake after the candles were lit, then got a good one of Ricky blowing them out. I saw him close his eyes as he made his wish, and I wondered if his wish had been the same wish I'd made on my birthday.

For the next half  hour, there was a feeding frenzy as everyone had cake and ice cream, and the cake was almost gone by the time everyone was full. Ricky and I managed to slip away for a few minutes while the adults were cleaning up, and the kids had returned to the backyard. In the privacy of his room I pushed him against his door and gave him a long deep Birthday kiss.

"What time is the party over?" I said between pecks, once we broke the kiss.

"Six. Then we can head out for pizza and go to your apartment."

"Are you sure your folks are okay with you being with me on your birthday? Shouldn't you stay and visit with your grandma?"

He laughed, "I see grams all the time, she lives over on Hogan street, and my folks wouldn't have told me yes, if they wanted me home."

"Okay, okay...I just wanted to make sure. We can stay longer if you want though, maybe eat supper here. We could even get pizza..."

"Rob, what's got into you? Don't you want me to come over?" 

"Of course I do, but I just don't want to keep you from your family all the time."

"It's not all the time, and tonight is special. I want to be with you on my birthday," he said softly, then in a whisper, "I want you to make love to me...all night long."

I swallowed hard and felt my dick start to get hard, "Well, okay. We better get back out there before someone comes looking for us."

No one seemed to have missed us, but I told Ricky he should mingle with his guests and I'd entertain myself. Gladys found me then and proceeded to tell me what great boys her grandsons were, then launched into the story of her life, and I was captive for the next half hour or so.

I was finally rescued by Mikey who suggested that Tony and I play a game of chess, and I was so desperate to get away from Gladys, that I agreed.

The two already had the board set up on one of the tables on the patio, and Mikey pulled up a chair by me as Tony and I began to play. I recognized Tony's technique right away, it was a lot like Mikey's, but more refined and more brutal, and after a few moves I knew I was in trouble. Tony was calm and collected the whole time, while Mikey had a shit-eating grin on his face that was directed at me.

We kept the talking to a minimum, but when Tony suddenly stole my Queen, I turned to Mikey and said, "Now I know where you learned to be so sneaky."

Mikey laughed, but Tony had a serious look of concentration throughout the whole game, which thankfully didn't last long.

"Checkmate," Tony said softly as I stared at the board in shock.

"No way," I said, but after a quick check of all possible moves I had to concede, "Yep, you got me," I chuckled, "Nice move."

"You played a good game," Tony said offering his hand.

We shook, and I left the two to battle it out while I went in search of Ricky. I saw him talking to his grandmother and mom, and I decided to steer clear of them for the time being. Instead, I wound up talking to Sam.

I hadn't sought him out, but suddenly there he was, and it was Sam who started up the conversation. In the course of our conversation,  I learned that he was not only a gorgeous, sexy boy, he was a very nice person. We talked for a long time, until Ricky finally noticed us and came over to break us up. Seriously, I don't think he was jealous, but I think I would have been if I thought he was as taken with Sam as I was.

Sam excused himself after a bit and I saw him approach one of the girls. I looked over a bit later and they seemed to be engaged in an animated conversation.  I decided that he was just a friendly kid, who liked everyone, and I shouldn't read anything into his seeking me out earlier.

"Did you and Sam have a nice visit?" Ricky said trying to sound nonchalant.

"Yeah, we're meeting later for wild sex, want to join us?" I teased.

"You wish, he likes girls," he said cuffing me gently.

"I don't care, I'm not dating him, we were just talking. He's a nice kid."

"I was teasing. I know. He's smart too, and he's got tons of friends, girls and boys. Everyone at school likes  him."

"I can see why, but there's this other boy that I really, really like best," I said smiling at him.

"Oh, let me guess...Jake?"

"Nope, Ricky is his name."

"All right then, I'll let it go this time."

Eventually, the others began to leave, and soon it was just the family and me. We hung around a while longer, but around 6:30 Ricky said he was hungry and I owed him some pizza, and we said our goodbyes and left.

Ricky drove us to Ken's Pizza, and we were lucky enough to find a booth. We ordered a pitcher of Pepsi and a large half pepperoni, half hamburger, black olive and onion, and I plugged the juke box while we waited.

The place filled up fast, and soon every table and every booth was occupied, and the place was noisy and filled with smoke. Yes, smoking was allowed in restaurants back then, and it was something we just lived with. Neither Ricky or I smoked, or had any aspirations to take up the nasty habit, but we had learned to accept that there was nothing we could do about other people smoking.

"Russell smokes sometimes," Ricky said rolling up a napkin and then unrolling it, a nervous habit of his.

"Yuck, not in my car," I insisted, "no one gets to smoke in my car...ever."

"I know. I hate the smell of cigarettes. You can smell it on his clothes. When I used to sleep over, I hated having to smell that nasty stuff."

"When you slept over...did you two sleep in the same bed?" I said, trying to sound casual.

"Yeah, why?" he chuckled, "are you jealous? Well, don't be. The last time we did anything was when we were Mikey's age, and then it was only jerking together while we looked at a dirty book."

"I'm not jealous. Maybe I find Russell hot," I joked.

"You better not find Russell hot," he warned, "besides, he smells like cigarettes, you wouldn't like that."

"A shower and some cologne would fix that."

"But he's not gay. He likes girls."

"Even some guys who like girls like blow jobs," I teased.

"Okay, next time I'm over there, I'll ask him if he wants me to blow him," he laughed.

"Yeah, okay...but I get to watch."

Our pizza arrived then, and we were busy for a while eating, and when the conversation resumed, we moved on to other subjects. He thanked me again for his recorder, and joked that we should record us making love later,  then play it back while we were resting.

"As long as you erase it afterwards," I warned, "wouldn't want that getting into the wrong hands."

"Yeah, like if Mikey found it," he laughed.

"Oh God, don't even joke about that. I've had nightmares about him catching us."

"I'm not sure he would be that upset," Ricky said surprising me.

"Why do you say that?" I said frowning.

"Oh, just some things we've talked about before..." he said mysteriously.

"Like...? Don't leave me hanging."

"Oh, well...promise this is just between you and me..."

"Of course," I said, "you know I'd never betray a trust."

"Okay, well...a couple weeks ago, after you dropped me off from work, I came in to find no one was home, or at least I thought no one was home. I was gonna go to my room and change, but I heard voices," he paused to take a bite of pizza and didn't speak again till he'd chewed and swallowed, "the voices were coming from Mikey's room and I headed that way, but for some reason I stopped and just listened for a minute."

"I heard giggling, then hushed voices, and I could tell there were two of them in there, and I was pretty sure one of them was Mikey. I heard some more giggling, then what sounded like moaning, and I put my ear against the door to see if I could hear better."

"Oh my God, were they messing around?"

"Hold on, I'm getting to that," he said, punishing me by taking another bite of pizza, chewing, and swallowing, then taking a drink of Pepsi before answering, "I decided to try the bathroom door cause I thought I might be able to hear better there, but it was even better than that. The door to his room was cracked open just a little, and I could see inside his room."

"I could see Mikey stretched out on  his bed with his pants and undies down to his knees, and bending over him was a boy. It didn't take much imagination to figure out what the boy was doing, and even from behind I could tell who it was."

"Tony? Was it Tony?" I asked breathlessly.

"Yep, shy, boring little Tony was giving my little brother a blow job."

"Oh my God, what did you do?"

"I watched of course, and eventually pulled out my dick and jerked off while I watched. Considering we'd just got off at your apartment, it was a miracle I could get hard again, but it was just so hot."

"I bet, I'm hard just hearing about it. So what happened?"

"Well, I was hoping Mikey was going to return the favor, but I think I'd already missed that part, and after Mikey came, he pulled up his pants and that was that. I hurried out of the bathroom and into the hall and made a lot of noise, pretending I just got home, and the two came swarming out of Mikey's room trying not to look guilty. It was so funny."

"I bet, so...Mikey and Tony...?" I said smiling, "that's hot. I wonder if that was the first time."

"Yes, and no," Ricky said, "after that day I wanted so badly to talk to Mikey about what I'd seen, but I didn't want to freak him out, so I kept quiet. That is until one evening after dinner when he came to my room and wanted to talk."

"Oh, what about?"

"Sex. Well, sort of, he wanted to talk about jerking off. He was so embarrassed the whole time, but he said he couldn't talk to dad about this stuff, and that he trusted me. I felt really special that he trusted me with this, and I was careful not to make him feel bad about asking. I told him that it was natural and normal, and not a bad thing at all, but that it was kind of private and he didn't need to go around telling everyone about it. Then I decided to see if I could get him to open up about him and Tony."

"What did you do?"

"I said that sometimes boys his age or even younger, or older, liked to fool around with their friends, and that was okay too. I told him that that was private too, and that he shouldn't go around talking about it, but that he shouldn't feel bad about it either. He asked me if I had done stuff with my friends at his age, and I told him yes, and he seemed satisfied."

"Wow, little Mikey," I chuckled, "he's growing up so fast.

"Yeah, in July he'll be 13."

"Oh cool, we'll have to do something special for him."

"Anyway, since I'd said it was private, I figured that was that, but Mikey wasn't done. He asked me what me and my friends did, and if I thought it was gay to touch another boy."

"Oh man, what did you tell him?"

"Well, first of all, I said that he and his friends were probably too young to worry about that. I assured him that even boys who liked girls sometimes did stuff with other boys, because girls weren't as keen on that stuff as boys were."

"Good point. What did he say?"

"He said he could see that, and then he went back to his original question, what did me and my friends do together? Actually, Russell and I never did anything except jerk off together, and maybe once or twice, jerk each other. I sort of wanted to suck him, but I was pretty sure he wouldn't want to do it back, so I never offered. I wanted Mikey to tell me about Tony, so, I lied a little about what me and Russell did."

"You told him you guys sucked each other?'

"No, I told him that I sucked my buddy, but that he didn't want to do it back."

"Good idea. What did he say?"

"He said that was no fair, and then he confessed that he and his friend had both done it to each other. He was blushing like crazy, but I told him that it was fine, and that I thought it was really cool of his friend to do it back."

"Then he said, Really, do you think we're gay cause we did that stuff? I shot it back at him and asked him if he felt gay, and he said no not really. I said, well then don't worry about it. Then I went one step further. I said, even if you do turn out to be gay, it's no big deal. Mom and dad will still love you, and I'll still love you, and you'll always be my brother."

"Aww...how sweet," I said sincerely.

"Yeah, he jumped on me and hugged me and started crying then, and I felt awful at first. Then he wiped his eyes and sat back down, and he told me that he really liked what him and his friend did, and that he thought he might like boys instead of girls. I held him and told him it was fine, and not to worry about it right now, that he'd figure it all out when he got older. I cried a little too, and ever since then we've been closer. Eventually, he told me it was Tony that he messed around with, but I'm pretty sure he already knew I'd suspected, since they spent so much time together. So, you see...even if Mikey found out, he wouldn't freak. In fact, I think he already suspects that we're more than friends."

"Yeah, he's a pretty smart kid. Well, if you're not worried, I'm not. I love that little kid like my own brother."

"He loves you too. I bet if he could, he'd mess around with you," he chuckled.

"He's a little young for me, but I sure do like his older brother," I said winking, "what say we finish off this pizza and get out of here?"

"Ricky made quick work of the rest of the pizza, and we were on the road ten minutes later. At the apartment we shucked our clothes, then piled into bed and began our night of love making. After a heavy petting session, I slipped down to the end of the bed and began working over his smooth sexy feet before working my way upwards. I licked and sucked his nipples, then ran my tongue down his chest, across his flat tummy, then down to his belly button. He moaned his approval and as I moved lower, he grabbed my head and guided me to his wet throbbing member. I licked and sucked his balls and nuzzled his taint and thighs before taking him in my mouth, but I wasn't about to bring him off yet. 

I wanted him inside me, and I wanted to be inside him. This was just the warm up, and the main show was about to begin. I had a special surprise for him though, and I rolled off the bed and bounced to my feet.

"I'll be right back," I chuckled as I dashed out of the room.

I ran to the bathroom to get my surprise and slipped it on quickly. I checked myself in the mirror, and with a devilish grin I ran to the bedroom to give Ricky his Birthday Surprise.

"What? Oh man, that's hot," he said sitting up and staring at me with lust.

Wearing nothing but a Bike Athletic Supporter with a red bow on the crotch, I began to dance in time to music on the record player. My cock was fully hard and throbbing, forming an obscene tent in the pouch, and I was leaking profusely.  Ricky laughed and clapped, then reached for me when I got near the bed, however, I was quick to pull away and stay just out of reach, adding to his excitement.

"See something you like, jock boy?" I teased.

"I sure do, come over here so I can get it."

I turned then, showing off my smooth backside, naked except for the little strap that ran up my crack covering my hole. My intention was to have Ricky fuck me while I wore the jock strap, and then to put it on him and return the favor.

"Catch me if you can," I dared him as I ran to the living room. 

I heard him hit the wooden floor of the bedroom, and I looked back to see him closing on me as I reached the couch. I turned to grab him as he slid to a stop, and we kissed deeply as we stood there beside the couch.

"I want you to fuck me on the couch," I growled, "go grab the Vaseline and a towel."

By the time he returned, I was positioned on my knees on the couch, with my head leaning on the back of the couch. Ricky reached for the waist band of the jock to remove it, but I slapped his hand away and told him to leave it on. 

"Okay," he said greasing up two fingers, but it's gonna get all greasy and cummy."

"No problem, you'll be wearing it next," I  said grinning.

"Oh, okay," he said sounding excited.

He loosened me up quickly with Vaseline, but his dick was already slick with precum, and he didn't need any more lube for it. He pulled the strap aside, placed his cock head at the hole, then pushed, and I pushed back to meet him, and suddenly he was in all the way.

"OH...shit, that feels good," I moaned. My dick was throbbing in the confines of the jock, and when Ricky began thrusting in and out, the feeling in my balls built up fast.

"This is hot," Ricky said, leaning down to kiss my back and playfully bite my flesh.

"I thought you'd like it," I said dreamily, "fuck me hard," I gasped, "really give it to me."

"Okay," he grunted, "but I don't think I'll last very long if I do.

"Don't worry, we have plenty of time to do it again later. No church tomorrow, so we can sleep in."

"And do it all again," he giggled.

"Well, not all, but we can have fun."

He grabbed my hips then and began slamming me hard, and it was all I could do not to bang my head on the wall behind the couch. He fucked me hard and rough, so unlike our usual lovemaking, but I had to admit I loved every moment of it. 

The jock was sticky with my precum, and I felt in danger of coming at any moment, but I didn't want to come yet. I wanted to save myself for Ricky and I gritted my teeth and managed to hold on. Ricky was really moving fast now, his breath ragged, and the noise of his thighs and balls slapping against my bare ass filled the air. 

I could smell our combined scent, cock and ass, and sweat, and it was driving me crazy with lust. I raised my head and moaned, and suddenly Ricky grabbed my hips hard, shoved in all the way, and began to unload deep inside me.

He stayed in deep as he continued to unload, then pulled out just a little, and I could feel his warm cum run down my leg. He pushed back in and grabbed me around the waist and buried his face in my back as he came down from his high.

"Gonna go again?" I said softly.

"Nah, not now. I want you to do me first. Just need a minute to rest."

He eventually pulled out, and I made my way to the bathroom, removed the jock, and cleaned up some. The inside of the jock was sticky with my precum, but when I handed it to Ricky, he put it on without comment. 

"Looks sexy on you. Reminds me of the first day we met," I sighed, "every time I go near that dressing room these days I get hard."

"We should stay after work and do it in there  someday," Ricky suggested.

"Umm...okay, that sounds fun."

I had Ricky bend over the couch and I loosened him up with my slick fingers as he balanced on his knees on the cushions. He opened up quickly, and without much more prep I slid into him and began. Grabbing his slender hips in my hands, I began thrusting in and out, slowly at first, then picking up speed as my excitement grew. The feeling of his hot tight guts wrapped around my throbbing cock was making it hard to hold back, but I wanted this to last as long as possible.

Pushing in all the way, I laid my head on his back and nuzzled his warm smooth flesh as I rested. When I felt the tide had receded, I began to move again, being careful not to get too overworked too soon. I lasted maybe another ten minutes, but eventually I could hold back no longer, and with one final thrust and moan, I began to unload into his hot tight guts.

We showered afterwards, then had a snack before falling back into bed, cuddling up as we listened to records on the phonograph.  We talked quietly as we cuddled, but eventually we fell asleep. We woke a while later and made love again, this time engaging in a vigorous 69. Afterwards, we peed and then fell back asleep and didn't wake again till morning.

************

Our life together was filled with fun and laughter, and most of all, love, going forward. Ricky continued to work at the store and we spent more and more time together as time went on. As Ricky had predicted, Mikey had us figured out for quite sometime, and eventually he approached him about our relationship.

Rather than answer Mikey's questions on  his own, he arranged for the three of us to get together one Saturday evening and have a discussion. Mikey said that he'd figured out we were in love a while back, and he thought it was just fine. He said he thought of me as a big brother, and he was happy for us, and assured us that our secret was safe with him.

Then suddenly out of the blue, he began talking about him and Tony and their relationship. As Ricky and I sat in stunned silence, he said he thought that he and Tony were in love, but he wasn't sure, and he wanted to know what love felt like. He turned to us for answers, and I was sure Ricky felt as I did, that we should give him the best answers we could.

"Well, when you love someone," I said, "you think about them all the time..."

"Yeah, and when you're not with them, all you can think about is when you'll see them again."

"And when you're with them, you feel like you're on top of the world. Every word they say, every little thing they do, makes you smile and you just feel all tingly inside."

"Okay, okay...but what about the other stuff," he said frowning, "the sex stuff?"

"Well," Ricky began, "that's pretty sweet, and at first it might be the main thing, but as your love grows, you start enjoying the little things just as much. Like holding hands or kissing, or just snuggling up and feeling each other's heart beat against your own."

"And going places and doing fun things," I added, "just being with the one you love is pure Heaven, in or out of bed."

"Kissing?" Mikey said, blushing for the first time since we'd started the conversation, "I've never kissed anyone, not even a girl."

"Oh, well...you don't know what you're missing buddy," I said grinning. Then I leaned in and gave Ricky a quick peck on the lips.

"Wow, that's the first time I ever saw two guys kiss," Mikey said excitedly.

"Do you think Tony would be up for kissing?" Ricky asked then.

"I don't know, maybe. We've held hands and stuff..."

"And stuff?" I teased, "you dog, how far have you gone?"

"Well, not all the way, but almost," he said grinning.

Both boys were 13 by then, budding teens, and I supposed just entering into puberty from what Mikey was telling us.

"We can both come now, and we got hair. When we suck each other we don't spit anymore," he said proudly.

I laughed, "It's rude to spit. A gentleman  always swallows."

Ricky cracked up with laughter, then added, "If you can stand having a pecker in your mouth, kissing is no big deal at all."

"I don't know. What if I mess it up? I don't even know how to kiss."

"Well, you should practice," Ricky said, "hey, I have an idea. How about if Rob and I show you how to kiss?"

"Uh, what do you mean?"

"I mean you can watch us and we'll stop and tell you what we're doing each time."

"Well, I guess that would be okay, but I wish I had someone to practice with..." 

Was he hinting? I chuckled, "Well, if Ricky won't get mad, I guess I could let you practice on me."

"Hey, that's a great idea," Ricky said, and Mikey seemed to perk up then, "but first, watch and learn from us, then you'll get your chance to put your schooling to work, okay?"

"Okay, that's good," he said excitedly.

Ricky and I proceeded to demonstrate, starting with a sweet and innocent kiss that we explained was best for the first time. Mikey moved up close and watched as we kissed, then I pulled back and asked him if he thought he was ready to try it himself.

"Yeah, let's try it," he said looking a little nervous.

"I had him sit beside me on the couch as we faced each other and I looked into his eyes. God he was beautiful. It was like looking at a 13 year old version of my boyfriend, and I found I was trembling with anticipation as I moved toward him.

"Okay, when you start the kiss, Tony may not help you out, he may just stand or sit there and let you do all the work, but if he doesn't pull away, then he's probably cool with it. But I'm going to guess that if he's as much into you as you are into him, that when you lean in, he's gonna meet you half way. Okay, so what I want you to do is initiate the kiss and I'll follow your lead."

"Initiate means...start, right?"

"Yes, sorry...start by licking your lips to get them wet, lean in, and tilt your head just a little so your noses don't bump, then press your lips against his and use just a little suction."

"Okay, like this?" he said closing his eyes and tilting his head as he leaned toward me. I met him half way and our lips met and...it was one of the sweetest kisses I've ever experienced. It only lasted a few heartbeats, but it caused my blood to course faster through my veins and a stiffening in my groin.

"How was I?"

"Good, really good. Let's try it one more time, and this time you can make the kiss last a little longer."

The second kiss was even better, a little wetter, but no tongue yet. That would come later.

"Good, much better and very sweet," I praised.

"What about Frenching? Should I learn that?"

"Well, I think it's a bit early for that. Start slow and just see where it goes."

"But shouldn't I know how, for when we finally do it?"

Ricky laughed, "You just want to put your tongue in my boyfriend's mouth, don't you?"

"Nooo," he said quickly, "I just don't want to mess things up because I don't know what I'm doing."

"I'm teasing. Rob, you have my permission to put your tongue down my little brother's throat," he laughed.

"First, let's demonstrate the technique one more time for him," I said, grabbing Ricky and kissing him wetly and deeply for a good long time. When we came up for air, Mikey's eyes were wide and he looked flushed.

"Wow, that looked...naughty, sexy even."

"It is, and that's why you want to save this till you're both ready."

"Okay, I will, but can we still try it?"

"Sure, come here buddy. Take a deep breath and hold on," I teased as I kissed him hard. I forced my tongue into his mouth and explored for a bit,  and he eventually took the hint and pushed back with his own small wet tongue. I felt my dick start to harden again, this time rising to full length as this hot little 13 year old boy and I played tonsil hockey."

When I finally broke the kiss, Mikey pulled back looking more flushed than ever, and sighed. "Did I do okay. It felt rad, really sexy. I think I gotta boner now," he giggled."

"Think?" Ricky said twanging the tent in Mikey's jeans and causing him to yelp, "I'd say you were hard as steel right now."

"Well, it was a sexy kiss," I said in defense of our arousal.

"I can see that. Do I need to watch the two of you when you're alone now?" he joked.

I gave Ricky a withering look and he held up his hands in defense, "Just kidding. I trust you, it's Mikey I'm not sure about."

"Hey, I'm not trying to steal your boyfriend, just learn how to kiss."

"Well, think you got it now?"

"I think so, but are there other kinds of kissing? I mean we only learned two kinds, the sweet kind and the sexy kind."

"You're right, there are all kinds of kisses. Sometimes you just want to kiss someone to let them know you care, and the kisses may not be on their lips," I said grinning.

"Like on their dick?" Mikey laughed, "I know that kind."

"Well, that's one place, but the neck and chest can be really sensitive, and the inside of the thighs..."

"And don't forget feet," Ricky chuckled.

"Feet?" Mikey said making a face, "kiss my foot," he added cracking up.

"And kiss my butt," Ricky threw back.

"Eww...no, it has a hole in it, hang it on a nail and kiss it yourself," he giggled.

"Very funny, but seriously, there are a lot of sensitive places on the body that feel good when touched or kissed."

"Hmm...okay, show me," he said looking serious.

"Okay, get naked," Ricky teased.

"Really?" he said excitedly, "want me to?"

"No goofy, I was kidding. We're not going to kiss your butt or your little dick for you."

"It's not little," he said stubbornly.

"Okay, big dick then. These are things you need to try on lover boy Tony."

"Okay, but the kissing...can we try just kissing without tongues and stuff again?"

"Yes, I'll let you lead," I said puckering up.

When Mikey kissed me this time I began to wonder if we hadn't been played. He seemed to know exactly what he was doing, and the kiss was sweet with just a hint of naughtiness to make it exciting.

"That was perfect," I said when we finally broke apart, "I give you an A+. Now go and use your knowledge to give Tony a boner," I joked.

"Did I really do good?"

"Yes, Tony won't be able to resist you now. Once your lips meet his, his knees will go weak and you'll have to catch him before he falls," I teased.

"I'll make sure we're in bed then," Mikey laughed, "I'll kiss his dick first, then work my way up to his lips."

"Don't forget his nipples on the way," Ricky said, "I bet he'd like his nipples licked and sucked," he added pushing at the lump in his jeans.

"Well Mikey, we're not the only ones with boners," I said poking at the tent in Ricky's pants.

"Kissing is sexy," Mikey said, "I can't wait to try it with Tony."

We went for a drive after that, and our boners went down as we went back to just being three teenage boys enjoying a Saturday night on the restless ribbon. Ricky had his license now, and I even let him use my car occasionally after work. He'd drive home and have dinner, then drive back and we'd hang out a while, then I'd take him home.

Once school was out, we had lots of time to hang out, and some nights Ricky slept over. I couldn't believe how easily his folks accepted us being friends and letting us spend so much time together, but it all went back to this: they loved me, and trusted me with their son, well actually sons, because Mikey spent a lot of time with us now too.

We stopped for ice cream at DQ and ate on one of the picnic tables out back, talking and enjoying the warm summer air. It was early June by then and we'd been talking about making good on our idea to go camping, but so far it was still in the planning stage.

That night, we talked about it some more, and Ricky said he'd ran the idea past his folks, and that they had no problem with us going as long as they knew exactly where were going. Ricky's dad had a tent, and all the stuff we needed, and I would provide the food and the transportation. 

"Can me and Tony go too?" Mikey asked, causing Ricky to give me a worried look.

Neither of us wanted to hurt Mikey's feelings or make him feel bad, but we really wanted this to be just us two.

"Maybe next time sport," I said, but Mikey didn't seem as upset as I'd feared he'd be.

"I get it, you two want to be alone," he sighed, "but what if me and Tony had our own tent?"

I looked at Ricky, and he sort of shrugged. Personally I thought that sounded like a good compromise, that is if we could get them to stay in their tent and not spy on us.

"Where would you get a tent?" I asked.

"I'll buy one," Mikey said, "they're only 10 bucks and I still got birthday money. It would be big enough for me and Tony, and you and Ricky could have the big tent."

"Well, I think before you buy a tent we should talk to your folks and make sure they'd be okay with you and Tony going along."

"Okay, when can we ask em?"

"Tomorrow?" I said looking at Ricky.

"Yeah, we'll talk to them tomorrow," he confirmed. I'm sure they won't care."

We finished our ice cream and drove around till almost 9, then we dropped Mikey off at the Williams' house and headed back to my apartment. We took a shower to cool off since I didn't have A/C and piled into the cool sheets naked.

We cuddled and talked for a while, recounting our evening with Mikey, and I voiced my opinion about his being more experienced than he claimed.

"You think he faked it just so he could kiss you?" he laughed.

"I don't know, he just seemed to learn awfully fast. That last kiss caused my toes to curl."

"Well, these are some hot sexy lips," he said leaning in to kiss me sweetly, "who am I to deny him his taste of honey?"

"Good thing he didn't ask for us to teach him how to fuck, you'd of let him fuck me, wouldn't you?" I teased.

"Would you have liked that?" He teased back, "do you have the hots for my little brother?"

"He's like a mini version of you, but no...I'm not hot for Mikey's body."

"Too bad, he's a little stud," he laughed, "and I bet he'd do whatever you asked."

"I'm sure," I said grinning, "but right now let's forget about Ricky Junior and concentrate on Ricky Senior," I said as I nuzzled his ears and neck.

"Oh, okay...sir...do what you want with me. I'm all yours."

************

He's so beautiful when he sleeps.

Approval for the campout came easily, and Max even took Mikey shopping for his new tent. While Mikey had planned on buying the cheapest little pup tent he could find, Max bumped him up to a better tent and paid the difference. This tent was bigger and had a floor, unlike the cheaper one, and Max said it would last a long time if taken proper care of.

The tent Ricky I would use was quite a bit bigger, and designed to sleep four to six people. It was tall enough to stand up in, just barely, and about 8 foot by 10 foot. It had metal poles, and Max had bought some heavy duty metal tent stakes to use to secure it to the ground.

In addition to the tent Mr. Williams had everything we needed to camp out, including a metal Coleman Cooler and a propane lantern. Mrs. Williams supplied bedding for our blow up mattresses, and we packed everything into my car and were ready to go by noon the Friday of the camp out. 

Our plan was to stay Friday and Saturday night and return sometime Sunday afternoon. Tony's folks wanted him home by 5, so we planned on heading out no later than 3 o'clock. Speaking of Tony, I had never seen him this excited. He was usually very calm and collected, and it was so out of character to see him bouncing around that I wondered what was going on with him.

Was it the prospect of getting to be alone with Mikey in the tent, or was he excited about the trip in general? I was sure it was way out of his usual range of experiences, but he didn't seem to have any misgivings about roughing it for two days.

Mrs. Williams insisted on supplying us with food, and though I tried to get her to let me pay for part of it, she refused, saying they had most of the stuff we needed in the pantry. As we were loading the stuff in the car, I commented that she had send enough food for six people and she laughed, yes, or enough for four teenagers.

The drive was pleasant. Tony had settled down, and once when I looked back I noticed him and Mikey were holding hands. That surprised me at first, but I supposed that by now Tony knew we were cool with them, and perhaps he even knew about me and Ricky. I hoped if Mikey had told him about us, that he'd sworn him to secrecy, but then Tony seemed to be a very private person, and there was probably no need to worry.

We found a nice spot away from most of the other campers, but still close enough to the bathrooms and showers, then set up our tents under a tall oak tree, facing each other and about 12 feet apart. I figured that would be enough distance to ensure some privacy, while not making the two younger boys feel like they were all alone. 

Since our tent was bigger, we put the cooler and supplies in one corner and placed our mattresses side by side against the tent wall. In addition to the lantern, we had flashlights for each of us, and extra batteries in the car if we needed them. We hoped we'd thought of everything, but even if we hadn't, the closest town was only a short drive.

Since we'd eaten lunch before we left, once we had the camp set up, we walked down to check out the river. There was a small beach a few hundred yards from our camp and there were a dozen or so people there, including some small children, but no one even close to our age. 

We pulled off our socks and shoes and waded in, carefully navigating over the rocky bottom, but we didn't want to get our shorts wet at this point. The water was warm and murky, and tiny fish darted around, sometimes tickling our legs, causing the two younger boys to yelp.

"I bet we could catch some fish in here," Mikey said.

"Yeah, except we didn't bring any fishing gear," Ricky laughed, "unless you're planning on catching them in your hands."

"Yeah, next time we should bring fishing poles," Mikey groused.

We waded back to shore and gathered up our socks and shoes, but carried them as we explored the rest of the camp grounds before finally winding up at the little cinder block and log building that held the toilets and showers.

We peed side by side in a long metal trough, and I managed to sneak a peek at both Mikey's and Tony's pecker. Though soft, it was obvious Mikey was as well endowed as his brother, but it was Tony's dick that was a shocker.

Not only was Tony pretty well hung for a 13 year old, but like me, he was also uncut. I felt a kinship to him knowing we were alike in that way, and I couldn't help but wish I could see his dick up close, maybe even hard.

We checked out the showers while we were there, and were surprised to see that there was no curtain of any kind. Instead, there was a brick wall across one end of the room with and opening about three feet wide. To the right of the opening was a wooden bench and to the left was the shower. The shower floor had a low lip that kept the water from flowing out onto the floor, and was set back far enough to prevent water from splashing beyond the shower. A single shower head and with a hot and cold knob was set in the end wall of the shower area and a fold down seat was attached to the wall at the other end for those who needed to sit while showering.

"Wow, it's not very private," Mikey said looking the shower over.

"As long as you stay behind the wall, no one can see your little butt," I joked.

"Yeah, we can shower in pairs, and the other two can stay out here and keep anyone else from walking in on us," Ricky said.

"You mean, me and Mikey...together...?" Tony stuttered.

"Well, or you can shower with me," I joked, "of course you and Mikey. Is that a problem? Cause if it is, you can shower by yourself."

"He'll shower with me," Mikey said forcefully, "Tony, they know...don't worry."

Tony blushed bright red and dropped his head, and that was the end of any protest about the shower. Now there was no doubt in my mind who was running things as far as their relationship was concerned.

Around 4, we began to get hungry and we decided to built a fire and roast some hot dogs for our first meal in the wilds. While Mikey and Tony cut some sticks to skewer the weenies on, Ricky and I went about building a fire in the fire ring someone had thoughtfully left for us, and though neither of us was that experienced, we soon had a decent enough fire going. 

I dug out the wieners, buns, condiments and chips, while Ricky tended the fire, and soon we were ready to begin. We each stuck two hot dogs on a stick and roasted them to our liking, then popped them in the buns and slathered on the mustard and ketchup and sat down at the picnic table nearby.

For a while we ate quietly, but once Mikey had his first hot dog safely in his tummy he started up the conversation. "So, I was thinking. When it gets dark, can we all go to the big tent and talk and play games till it's time to sleep?"

"That's the plan," I said, "that's why we brought the cards and the board games."

"And Chess?" Tony asked hopefully.

"Yes, but I'm not sure I want to play you," I teased, "You're too good for me."

"Sorry," he mumbled, "I understand if you don't want to play, cause I guess it's no fun for you."

"Actually, the only way I'll get better is if I play good players like you, so count me in for at least one game."

"Oh, okay," he said perking up, "but I won't go easy on you, you know? It's gotta be fair."

"I agree. If I win, I want it to be cause I outsmarted you,"

"Like that's gonna happen," Mikey snorted.

"Shut it," I said grinning, "I might surprise you, Ricky and I have been practicing."

"Yeah? Practicing what, kissing?" he howled.

"Oh, a wise guy," I said, "I suppose you never do that."

"Well, yeah..." he said beaming, "right Tony?"

"Mikey...." he protested.

"It's cool Tony," Ricky said, "we know you guys like each other, that's why we let you come, so you could have some time alone."

"I know, but it's embarrassing..."

"Why?" I asked, "think about it, this is the one place you can be free to say and do what you feel, and Ricky and I won't judge you, cause we're doing the same stuff."

"Yeah, I guess..." he said, still not sounding sure.

"It's not like we gotta get naked with them or anything," Mikey giggled, "unless you want to."

"Noo...I'd be so embarrassed. They're both so big and stuff..."

"Not that big compared to you two ponies," Ricky laughed, "don't think we haven't noticed how you fill out your shorts when you're excited."

"Ugh..." Tony moaned, "I'm gonna die...I'm so embarrassed."

"How did you ever get this shy little guy to do anything?" I teased Mikey.

"Huh? He started it," Mikey laughed, "trust me, he's not shy around me at all."

"Well, hopefully by the time this camp out is over, he won't be shy around any of us, well not as much anyway."

"I know how to solve that problem," Ricky said grinning.

"How?" Mikey asked looking interested, and I had to admit I was curious too.

"I'll show you guys later, when we get in the big tent. For now, let's finish our dinner and put on our swim shorts and go swimming before the sun goes down."

I was afraid Mikey would nag Ricky to tell him what he meant, but the prospect of swimming was enough to keep his mind off Ricky's plan for now. We swallowed the rest of our food, washed it down with soda, and retired to our tents to change into our swim suits.

I must admit, seeing Ricky naked even for a few seconds was arousing, but I knew we'd have plenty of time tonight to make love, and I settled for a kiss. By the time we emerged from the tent, Mikey and Tony were dressed and raring to go, and we were off to the river.

The crowd had thinned out some, but now there were two older boys there tossing a ball around as they stood chest deep in the water. One was brown haired with a nice tan, and the other had long dark hair with reddish skin, and looked to be Native American. I guessed them to be young teens, no older than Ricky, but since I could only see their upper bodies and faces, it was hard to tell.

As soon as we waded in, the two stopped their game of catch and began moving toward us. I wasn't worried, there were four of us and only two of them, and anyway I assumed their intentions were friendly.

"Hi," I said as they came within speaking distance.

"Hey," the brown haired boy said looking us over, "I'm Brian, that's Jacky, you all campin' out?"

"Yeah," I said in my friendliest voice, "I'm Rob, this is Ricky, Mikey, and the skinny kid is Tony," I chuckled.

"Cool," Jacky said finally speaking, "you all alone, or got folks up there?"

"I drove us here," Ricky said proudly, "in Rob's car. It's this boss '68 Malibu."

"We saw that, that's yours. Man, that's rad. I love the wheels," Brian said, "you should let me drive it," he laughed.

"Nah, only me and Ricky. I don't trust no one else with my baby," I laughed.

"Yeah, how long you all stayin'?" he said moving on.

"Till Sunday. You guys camping out or what?"

"Nah, we live not far from here, we just drove down to swim. We borrowed my uncle's pickup," he said pointing to an old Chevy near the road.

"So, you're just here for today?"

"Yeah, unless we decide to come back tomorrow. We might hang around after dark and go frog gigging," he said, looking at Jacky for a moment.

"Yeah, frog gigging," Jacky chuckled. It seemed like they were sharing a private joke, but I had no clue what it was.

"You guys wanna play catch with us, six corner?" Brian asked, tossing the ball to Jacky who barely caught it.

"Numb nuts, warn me next time," Jacky groused.

"Pay attention jerk off," Brian laughed.

We played catch till we got bored and our upper bodies were beginning to turn red, then begged off and started swimming. I worried that Tony might not be able to swim, but as it turned out he swam like a fish. I questioned him about it and he said his dad used to take him to the Y all the time and they swam there, naked most of the time, he said blushing.

"We lost track of the two other boys for a while as we swam and rough housed in the water, but a while later I saw them wade to shore and walk to where their truck was parked. I saw them get in, assuming they'd changed their minds and were leaving, but instead they just sat in the truck drinking something from gold cans. Root beer, cream soda?

"Those guys are drinking beer," Tony said pointing.

"How do you know?" Ricky asked looking that way.

"Cause my dad drinks the same kind, Coors, and I recognize the can. Do you think those boys are old enough to drink beer?"

I laughed, "Tony, how old do you think they need to be to drink beer?"

"I don't know, your age I guess."

"How old do you think I am?"

"21?" he guessed.

"Nope, not yet. I just turned 19 in March, but thanks...I guess."

"Sorry, but you can't buy beer till you're 21, right?"

"Yeah, but it doesn't mean you can't get it, right Rob?" Ricky said, jumping in.

"Yeah, if you know someone who's old enough, you can usually persuade them to buy it for you, for a price sometimes."

"Yeah, so...do you and Ricky drink beer at your place?" Mikey wanted to know.

"Eww...no," Ricky said making a face, "we prefer wine," he added cracking up.

"Wine, what's that taste like?" Mikey said looking interested.

"It's good," Tony said then, "my dad let me taste some on New Year's, and sometimes he and my mom drink it with dinner, and they let me have a small glass."

"Wow, Tony your folks must be very cool," I said, "letting you swim naked, and drink wine."

"I guess, my dad says it's not a big deal as long as I don't get drunk or make a habit out of it."

The two boys returned a few minutes later and this time I gave them a good looking over. Brian was lean and muscled with a little hair on his chest and some leading into his cutoff shorts. I could also see a tuft of dark hair under his arms, and dropping my eyes to his crotch I could see the outline of a nice sized cock. 

Jacky was more slender, with a wiry looking body, strong and fit, but not as muscular as his buddy. He had no upper body hair, but he did have dark hair in his pits. His pecker didn't look nearly as promising as Brian's, but I imagined it was still a nice one.

"Brian looks as big as you," Ricky whispered in my ear.

"Maybe, shall we ask  him to show us?" I teased.

"Sure, we'll ask him and Jacky to drop by later for show and tell," he giggled.

"Ricky, I'm shocked. As jealous as you usually are."

"I was kidding, besides we'll be plenty busy with those two," he said flipping his head toward Mikey and Tony who were trying to dunk one another.

Jacky and Brian finally reached us and just stood for a moment in the waist deep water before Brian spoke, "We had to go grab a beer. My uncle bought it for us. You like beer?"

"Not really," I said, "I don't really like the taste. I prefer wine, or the hard stuff."

"Yeah, me too, but hey, beer is good on a hot day like this."

"Yeah. So, you're uncle doesn't care that you two drink?"

"Nah, he don't care. Anyway, I'll be 18 in a few weeks, and that's old enough."

"How old are you Jacky?"

"15, but I'll be 16 two weeks after Brian turns 18."

"Cool, that's just about how old Ricky and I were when we met."

"Oh, I thought you was brothers," Brian laughed, "you act like brothers, all except that skinny kid, Tony."

"Well, you're half right, Ricky and Mikey are brothers."

"Yeah, I can sure see that," Brian laughed, "they look alike, but you kinda look like you could be kin too."

"Well, as far as I know I'm not," I joked, "but then I never really knew who my dad was."

"Hey, maybe your dad knocked up Rob's old lady," Brian teased.

"Nah, that's not possible," Ricky insisted.

"I was just teasin'. Don't get all mad," Brian said trying to soothe Ricky's feelings.

"I know, but Rob's almost like family anyway. My folks really like him, and he's at our house a lot."

"Oh, cool. So you guys been friends long?"

"A while," I said jumping back in, "we met at work." Well, technically we did.

"Ah, okay, where do you work?"

I told him and he seemed impressed, then said, "I know where that is, I bought a suit for my granny's funeral there."

"Oh, sorry to hear about your granny," I said quickly, feeling a little awkward.

"It's okay, that was a while back. She was old," he said seeming okay with his loss.

We talked a bit longer, then swam some more, but Brian and Jacky eventually went off by themselves and didn't come back around till the sun started to go down. By then we'd decided it was time to head back to camp, and they followed us up to shore where we talked a while longer then said our goodbyes.

Something about the two bothered me, but I couldn't figure out what, and by the time we got back to the camp I'd dismissed them from my mind. We grabbed clean clothes and towels and walked to the showers, and luckily no one was there at the moment.

Ricky and I let Mikey and Tony go first, and though we could hear them from the other side of the wall,  we couldn't see what they were up to, if anything.  I was really tempted to go over and sneak a peek, but I was afraid Ricky might get mad, and the two younger boys think I was weird.

They eventually turned off the shower, and the laughter and whispering stopped, and pretty soon they appeared at the doorway, dressed in their clean clothes and carrying their wet shorts and towels.

"All yours," Mikey said, "be careful, the water is really hot at first."

"I hope there's some hot water left," Ricky groused.

"Oh sure, lots," Mikey assured him, "we saved ya some."

I heard the two laughing as we stripped off our wet shorts and climbed in the shower, and I soon found out why, there was no hot water at all.

I squealed as the cold water hit us, and Mikey and Tony were laughing so hard I thought they might puke.

"You little shits," Mikey yelled, "you could've warned us." But the laughter just got louder.

************

Back at the campsite, we hung our wet clothes up to dry and Ricky and I built the fire back up. It was getting dark by then and we roasted marshmallows and sat around talking till the mosquitoes came out. We wiped our feet on a towel before getting in the big tent, then sat down on the air mattresses, and all our eyes went to Ricky.

"Well...?" I said then, "what was your big idea?"

"First, let's have a soda and play some cards."

We played cards for a while as we sipped our sodas, then Tony and I played a game of chess while Mikey and Ricky played canasta. I don't know why, but for some reason I felt more confident going into this game, and I felt very good about my chances of winning. I didn't want to get cocky or overconfident, but as they say: attitude is half the battle, and for the first time ever, I beat Tony.

"You sure you didn't go easy on me?"

"No, I promise. I played my usual game. I think you are catching on to my style. I may have to change it up," he said calmly.

"Well, I'm quitting while I'm ahead. What other games did you bring, Mikey?"

"Sorry and Clue," he said digging them out of the box we'd placed there earlier.

"Clue!" I said, "I feel like a nice murder mystery."

We set up the game in the middle of the floor and sat around the board and began to play. I'd always loved this game, and I especially enjoyed it that evening. Maybe it was the fresh air, or the company, but for whatever reason, I was having the time of my life.

I sat next to Ricky, and in between turns we held hands and occasionally leaned in to kiss. Tony watched us from the corner of his eye with a little grin on his face, and when Mikey leaned in to give him a quick kiss on the cheek he didn't object.

Before long, he and Mikey were holding hands and kissing just like we'd been. I didn't know what Ricky's plan to  loosen up Tony was, but so far it seemed like it was happening without his help.

The game finally wound down, and I guess it was my night, because I won that one too. We debated whether to start another game or not, but we were hungry again and dug out stuff for sandwiches and had a snack.

Afterwards we all needed to pee and went behind the tree and hosed it down out of sight of anyone who might be looking our way. It was too dark to really get a good look at Tony's peter, but I definitely got the impression that he was well hung for a kid his age.

We crawled back into the tent, and once we were settled, Ricky announced that it was time to put his plan into action.

"What is it?" Mikey wanted to know.

"Well, since Tony seems to have loosened up some, we may not need to do this, but what I was thinking was," at this point he reached down unbuttoned his shorts and slipped them off, leaving him in just his undies, "Ah that's better. Why don't you guys join me? It's so much cooler."

I was pretty sure I knew where this was headed, and I wasted no time getting my shorts off. Mikey was next, and after watching him for a few seconds, Tony slowly began removing his shorts as well.

There we sat four teenage boys in our underwear, trying not to be obvious as we checked each other out. Well, maybe I was mostly checking out Mikey and Tony, but looking at Ricky was always fun, and I wasn't shy about staring when it came to him.

"That's better," Ricky said, "doesn't that feel better guys?" he said, mostly for Mikey and Tony's benefit, "but you know what feels even better?" he said then, and I knew what was coming next.

"This," he said raising up enough to pull his underwear off, before sitting back down. He tossed his underwear at me and I caught them and put them over my head like a hat, then removed my underwear and tossed them his way.

"Oh my God," Tony said, "you guys are...are, naked."

Mikey laughed, "Come on Tony, let's get naked too," he said, practically ripping his underwear off and tossing them on the floor of the tent.

"I don't know...." Tony said, sounding nervous, but he was staring at Mikey the whole time, and I could see the lump in his underwear growing by the second.

"Come on, it's okay...look, I got a boner already," Mikey said, getting up on his knees and wiggling his hips, making his dick wag back and forth.

I laughed, "Come on Tony, it's just us guys. It's hard to be embarrassed about this stuff when everyone is naked."

"I guess," he said, his eyes going to my boner now. I saw him make a little gasping sound, then he looked at me and smiled, "we're the same," he said, then he slowly removed his briefs to reveal his fully engorged uncut pecker.

"And it's a nice one," I said staring boldly, "these guys don't know what they're missing," I joked.

"Yeah," Tony laughed, "we got skin and they don't."

Okay, everyone up on their knees like Mikey now," Ricky said, "and let's all do the wiener flop," he said mocking Mikey's earlier actions.

The sound of our peckers flapping against our thighs as we did the wiener flop joined our laughter, and for a while we were just four teenage boys sharing a naughty bit of fun.  By the time we'd sat back down, we were all relaxed, and the fact that we were naked didn't seem to be an issue at all.

We stared openly at one another for awhile, then once our curiosity was satisfied, we started another game, this time Sorry, in the nude and I had never had so much fun playing a board game in all my life. Tony won the game, and by then we all needed to pee again.

Without even discussing it, we filed out of the tent, still naked, and watered down the tree again, then lingered awhile, enjoying the feel of the cool night air on our unclothed bodies. It was liberating, and so natural feeling to be naked, and I wondered what kind of logic said that being this way was dirty or immoral. Maybe it was just because I hadn't yet lost my innocence, maybe at some point I'd agree with all those adults who said it was wrong, but at that moment I was sure it was the most wonderful feeling in the world to be naked.

No one really wanted to play another game, so we just laid around and talked, about nothing in particular, but eventually Mikey and Tony started yawning, and it was contagious.

"You guys ready to go to your tent and get some sleep?" I asked.

"I guess," Mikey said rubbing his eyes, "will you walk us to our tent and make sure there's no monsters in there," he teased.

"Sure, I said grabbing my underwear."

"No, leave em off," Ricky said putting his hand on mine, "no one can see us, so it's no big deal."

"Okay, but you guys take your undies and shorts with you, so you'll have them in the morning," I said to Mikey and Tony.

Ricky and I both escorted the two to their tents and we stooped down at the entrance and shined our flashlights inside to make sure there were no critters inside. When Mikey and Tony crawled in, I couldn't help but check out their butts, and though Tony's was a bit skinny, Mikey's was as beautiful as his brother's. I felt my dick stiffen a little just gazing at those soft round mounds, and I knew Ricky was in for some rough fucking once we got back to our tent.

We waited till the boys zipped the tent flap and got settled, then we headed back to our tent and settled in for the night. We were already naked, so there was nothing to do but fall down on our air mattresses and start making out.

I heard giggling and whispering from the younger boys' tent, and I figured they were about to have as much fun as Ricky and I were. I wondered if they were going to fuck tonight, and my cock throbbed at the thought of Tony plunging his hard uncut cock into Mikey's cute sexy butt. I envied them, but I had some cute sexy buns of my own to plunge into and I tried to push what was going on in the other tent out of my head.

I concentrated on my boyfriend then, sliding down his body, licking and kissing my way to his feet for some foot worship. Foot play had become an important part of our sex play by now, though Ricky didn't seem as infatuated with my feet as I was with his. I absolutely loved his feet, and I showed him just how much every chance I got.

As I worked my way up his legs to his middle, he spread his legs to give me better access and I began licking and sucking on his hairless balls. He moaned softly, and I wondered if Tony and Mikey were listening as intently at our love making as we had been theirs.

I finally took Ricky's cock into my mouth, using my tongue and lips to stimulate him, but not really getting serious about it. As much as I loved tasting his cum, I wanted him inside me for his first orgasm, and then I wanted to return the favor.

I came up off his cock and pulled back a little, admiring it as it stood there hard as steel, and suddenly I had this wicked idea. I didn't know if what I had in mind would work, but it was certainly worth trying.

I grabbed the Vaseline and a towel and began greasing up Ricky's cock as he watched me with interest. Next, I took my slick fingers and reached back to loosen up and grease up my hole. These days it didn't take much to loosen me up and in minutes I was ready.

"What position?" Ricky asked looking at me with interest.

"Just lay there, I want to try something," I said straddling him on my knees, hovering just above his  hard cock, "I want to try something," I said reached back to find his hard slick cock and direct it toward my slick hole. 

It took a couple of tries, but I finally found the right angle and position, and with a hiss I sank down on his cock, burying about two inches of his dick into my hot tight hole.

"Ohh...that feels good," Ricky said reaching up to grab my hips to help steady me.

"I just hope my legs hold out," I chuckled as I slid down another inch or so, "uhhh...so deep," I grunted.

"Yeah," Ricky said breathlessly, "this is really hot."

I continued to lower my self inch by inch till I felt his pubes tickle my butt and balls, then I paused to get used to having all of his hard cock in me before continuing. Placing my hands on Ricky's hard flat stomach to steady me, I used my legs to push myself up till most of his cock slid out, then reversed my actions, going all the way back down again.

"Oh shit," Ricky gasped, "that feels so hot, I want to do this to you next."

"Yeah," I gasped, "If I survive," I joked, "this is  hard work."

"Let me help," Ricky said gripping my waist tightly and lifting me on the next upstroke. With his help I was able to get a good rhythm going and pretty soon I was bouncing up and down on his cock like a kid on a hobby horse.

On every downward stroke I could feel his dick rubbing against that spot inside me, causing my cock to leak precum like crazy. The feeling was so intense that I thought I might cum at any moment, but I willed myself to hold on so I could have Ricky ride me.

Ricky became frantic then, lifting me up and slamming me back down as I tried to keep up with him. My legs pumped harder and faster, and suddenly Ricky cried out as he pulled me down onto his cock and began to erupt.

He held me tight, finally allowing my legs to rest as he continued to shoot inside four more times before releasing his death grip on my hips.

"Oh man, that was the best ever," He gasped, "It felt like I was a lot deeper inside you and the feeling was unbelievable. It was like your ass was squeezing me with every stroke and...toward the end it felt so hot inside."

Ricky's cock was still hard inside me and I could feel a little of his cum seeping out of my ass and onto his balls. I reached back and felt my tacky hole as I raised up, pulling free of his dick, and more cum ran down onto his cock and balls.

I fell onto my side when I was free, then grabbed the towel and began to clean us up as Ricky recovered from his orgasm. I fell down beside him on my back and after a few minutes he rolled onto his side, threw his leg over mine and leaned in to kiss me deeply and wetly.

We kissed for a while, then he slowly began to kiss and lick his way down my body, mimicking my actions of earlier, and finally taking my dripping cock into his mouth and working it for a few minutes.

"Ready?" he said looking up from between my legs?"

"Yes," I said in a husky voice, "need any help loosening up?"

"Nope, I got this," he said grabbing the Vaseline. 

In minutes,  he was kneeling over me and without too much trouble he was soon sitting on my dick, totally buried to the hilt. He seemed more energetic than I had been, and though I grabbed his hips to guide him, he did most of the work. 

He was right, it did feel like my dick was deeper in this position, like I was exploring new areas of his body, and in no time at all I was nearing orgasm. At this point I did take control, lifting him, then forcing him back down on my cock over and over, faster and faster, till I began to spew my hot thick sperm inside him.

I came so hard that I literally almost passed out, and I continued to pump out spurt after spurt of my cum, for what seemed like ten minutes, but I'm sure was only a minute or so. I was spent, but glowing as well, and I pulled Ricky down in a kiss and in the process my dick plopped out of his hole allowing some of my cum to leak onto my pubic area.

I pulled Ricky down on top of me so our cocks were lined up and continued to kiss him as our cock pressed together. After a while he began to move, sliding his still slick cock against mine and soon we were desperately pushing against each other, riding the wave to a second orgasm.

We came almost at once, the hot cum squirting out between our bodies, gluing us together with sticky love, and we lay like that for  a long time as we came down from our intense orgasm.

"Wow, twice in a row, that's a new record for me," I said after a while.

"Yeah, that was wicked, but now we're all sticky," he said raising up a little and touching the stick mess with his hand.

"We could go shower again. I'm sure there's no one there this time of night."

"Okay, we could even walk down there naked...so we won't get any on our clothes," he giggled.

"Sure, why not. If anyone comes along we can cover our dicks with our towels."

We laid there a while longer, but eventually the cooling cum on our bodies began to itch, and we rose and grabbed our undies and shorts, just in case, slipped on our tennis shoes and crawled out of the tent. We grabbed our mostly dried towels off the makeshift clothes line we'd set up, then headed off to the bathrooms.

As we passed the other tent I thought I heard moaning, but we didn't stop to investigate, even though I really wanted to. Maybe on the way back, I thought, once we're clean.

As expected, the bathrooms were empty, and this time we actually had some hot water. We hadn't brought soap, but the warm water was enough to wash the cum and Vaseline off us. We washed each other's backside, and we got boners again, but two orgasms in a row was enough for now, so  we hurriedly got dried off and wrapped our towels around our waist and headed out.

As we approached the small tent, I saw the side facing us bow out a little like someone was pressed against it, then they rolled away and I heard giggling.

"Shall we?" Ricky said pointing at the tent, "we can say we heard noises and wanted to make sure they were okay."

"Okay," I whispered, then cocked my head, inviting him to follow my lead.

Almost silently, we crept up to the tent and knelt at the entrance and listened. We heard giggling, and then some whispering, and suddenly I didn't have the heart to intrude on their privacy. Grabbing Ricky's arm. I led him back to our tent. He gave me a curious look, but didn't resist, and when we were safely in our tent I quickly explained.

"Remember when we first met, and how nervous and shy you were?"

"Yeah, so..."

"I was just thinking, how would we have felt if someone had invaded our privacy, while we were...you know, getting to know each other?"

"Yeah, I kinda see, but after all, he's my brother..."

"All the more reason not to invade his privacy. You have to live with him. Look, he and Tony are good kids, and I wouldn't want to cause them any embarrassment or anything. Let them have their fun. I think they can figure things out on their own."

"Okay, but it would have been fun to see what they were up to."

"Maybe, but they aren't invading our privacy, and I think we should respect theirs."

"I know, I know, you're right," Ricky finally conceded, "It's just that seeing them that day in Mikey's bedroom was so hot. I wish we could watch them without them knowing."

"Well, we could invite them to spend the night in our tent," I joked, "and pretend to be asleep."

"Yeah! Why didn't we do that?"

"Uh, maybe because we wanted to have some wild sex," I reminded him, "and I really didn't want an audience."

"Really, are you that shy?" He laughed, "I think it might be kind of...exciting to have someone watch."

"But not kids their age," I teased, "it might warp them for life."

"Or give them some ideas of their own."

"That too. Look, I'll do whatever you want, but I really think we should let them have their fun, and if anything else happens, it should be their idea."

"Okay, spoilsport," he whined, "Now then, after all that fucking, I'm hungry. What have you got in there to eat?"

We sat naked, cross legged on the mattress, and ate cookies and drank a soda, and presently we heard noises coming our way. At first I sort of panicked. What if it was some deranged killer or a grizzly bear? but when a few minutes later we heard a soft hiss, then, "Hey, you guys...are you asleep?"

"No, just a minute, "I said grabbing my undies and handing Ricky his, "put these on, we don't want to freak them out."

Once we were dressed in our underwear, I crawled to the tent door and unzipped it, "Hi, what's up guys?"

"Uh, can we come in?" Mikey said nervously.

"Sure, come on in. Would you guys like a soda and some cookies, we were just having a little snack."

They settled down on the floor, and I handed them a soda and tossed the bag of chocolate chip cookies to Mikey and he pulled out a couple and handed the bag to Tony.

"What's going on?" Ricky asked, seeing the look on his little brother's face.

"Nothing, we heard some noises, that's all," he said glancing toward the tent door.

I wanted to laugh, but considering I'd been kind of spooked when I heard them, I managed to suppress the urge. "What kind of noises?"

"Shuffling, and whispers."

Mikey laughed, "Goof ball, that was me and Rob coming back from the shower. We got kind of messy and had to go clean up. It was us, and we were gonna stop by, but it sounded like you guys were kind of busy."

Both boys blushed in the light of the lantern, squirming around like they had ants in their pants, then finally Mikey spoke. "Uh, we were just, you know...kissing and stuff."

"Yeah, we guessed," Ricky said, "I wanted to crash your party, but Rob said we should give you guys some privacy, and I guess he was right."

"We really weren't doing anything bad..." Tony said sounding worried.

"Tony, nothing you two do is bad as long as it's what you both want," I said, "you guys love each other, right? And as long as what you do is out of love, it's the most wonderful thing in the world, no matter what anyone else thinks."

"Yeah, I guess," he conceded, "thanks."

"So, are you guys okay, or do you want to sleep over here?" I asked then. I figured me and Ricky were pretty much spent for the night, and they wouldn't be cramping our style if they stayed the rest of the night. It was late anyway, and I figured we could all use some sleep.

"Do you guys mind?" Mikey said sounding relieved

"It's fine with me little brother," Ricky chuckled, "if you don't mind seeing me and Rob go after it."

"Uh, we could hide our eyes or something," Mikey said, sounding excited.

"He's teasing Mikey, we've already had our fun. It's time for some sleep now," I said yawning for effect.

"We need our mattresses and stuff," Tony said, "Will you come with us to get them?"

We escorted the two to their tent for their stuff, and after a little rearranging we had the two settled down on the other side of the tent. I was on the side nearest the tent wall on our side, and Tony on the opposite wall with the two brothers on the inside only a couple feet apart.

The combined scent of the four of us was arousing at first, but I kept reminding myself that we were only here to sleep and not to have sex. I couldn't help but be curious though, what exactly did Mikey and Tony do in private? Did they go all the way, or somewhere in between. I was hopeful that my kissing lessons had paid off and been passed on to Tony, and that perhaps we would at least witness that much before the night was over.

Presently, it grew quiet, and I thought I heard one of the younger boy snoring, but Ricky and I were still wide awake. I rolled onto my side and spooned up to Ricky's backside and threw my arm around him. It was too warm for the sheet we'd brought, so we lay there in just our undies, our slightly sweaty teenage bodies pressed together, and of course the inevitable happened.

Reaching down a little, I adjusted my hard cock so it fit into the crack of Ricky's butt, our flesh separated by only the fabric of our briefs.  Next, I reached down and felt for Ricky's cock, knowing full well what I would find, and not coming away disappointed.

"Hey," he whispered, "why don't we loose the undies and cover up with the sheet?"

"Now?" I asked, raising up to make sure Mikey and Tony were asleep.

"Sure, they're asleep," Ricky whispered, "I recognize Mikey's snoring."

"Okay," I said grabbing the sheet and pulling it over us before stripping off my undies and helping Ricky to get his off.

We settled back in as we were, naked flesh to naked flesh now, and I reached around and palmed his hard pecker. It was wet with precum and as hard as I'd ever seen it. For that matter, I was harder than usual, and I had to wonder, was it because Mikey and Tony were laying there so close by, perhaps in danger of waking at any moment? Yes, it seemed naughty and dangerous, and that was always a good combination for maximum arousal.

"Slip it in," Ricky whispered.

"You sure?"

"Yesss," he hissed, "you don't even need any Vaseline, your dick is wet enough."

He was right, my dick was oozing precum like crazy, and I slipped in easily without any extra lubrication. I pushed in till I was balls deep, then just lay there buried inside him as I savored the feel of his hot tight insides wrapped around my aching pecker. 

I reached around and squeezed his pecker, working it slowly as I began to move inside him, but not wanting to get him off. I wanted him inside me next, but that was going to be awhile, I was enjoying a nice slow fuck for now.

Occasionally, I'd look over at the two sleeping boys to make sure they stayed that way, but after a while I lost track of them. Eventually, I closed my eyes and began to concentrate on the wonderful feeling of my cock buried in my boyfriend's ass, and all else was lost to me.

As I approached orgasm I let his dick go and began running my hand up and down his smooth flat stomach and chest, then tweaking his nipples as I reveled in the wonderful feeling his body was giving me.

"I'm close," I whispered, "want me to pull out?"

"Nooo," he said pushing back hard into me, "make me pregnant," he joked.

That was all it took to push me over the edge, three stupid joking words later, and I began to pump my boyfriend full of my sperm. I groaned and gasp and maybe even cussed, perhaps a bit louder than I'd planned, for suddenly I was aware of laughter coming from across the tent.

I raised up slightly, even as my orgasm still consumed me, and saw the two younger boys sitting up staring our way with wide-eyed interest. Oh no, I thought to myself, caught in the act, but at least they couldn't see anything with the sheet covering us.

It was then that I realized that wasn't exactly true. During our heated and passionate love making session, the sheet had managed to work it's way off of our bodies to reveal not only Ricky's hard cock, but the fact that I was pressed tightly against his backside. No, there was no denying what we were doing, so I finally decided, why bother?

"See something interesting?" Ricky said sounding amused.

"Are you, ummm...fucking?" Mikey asked innocently, "I didn't know you could do it that way."

"There are lots of ways to do it," Ricky informed him.

"Wow," Tony said, "does it hurt?"

"No, not at all," Ricky assured him, "it feels great, both ways."

Tony looked at Mikey, and something passed between them, then they laid back down. Somehow I managed to find a towel, and after pulling the sheet up over us again, I pulled out and cleaned us both up, all the while feeling a bit self conscious.

"You guys gonna watch or got back to sleep?" Ricky said rolling me onto my stomach.

"Watch!" Mikey said, "if it's okay."

"Knock yourself out," Ricky said, not bothering with the sheet this time.

Both boys were sitting up now, their eyes fixed on us as I lay there naked and exposed to the world. I lifted my butt slightly as Ricky knelt behind me and I felt something cold and slick touch my pucker as he applied some Vaseline to it. It didn't take much though, and by the time Ricky's pecker head was at my back door, both the other boys had scooted on their knees to the side of our mattress.

It was dark for the most part, but suddenly a flashlight beam broke the darkness, and I heard Mikey giggle before he adjusted it so it wasn't shining right on us, "Sorry, we couldn't see."

"Pay attention," Ricky said, sounding like he was enjoying schooling his little brother, "the secret is getting enough slick em and taking your time."

"We know, sort of," Mikey confessed.

"Oh, so you've done it before?"

"Sort of," he repeated.

"Sort of? You either did or you didn't."

"Well, it didn't go in exactly," he said sounding embarrassed.

"Ah, got it. That's fun too," he said, "but watch this. Come on, move closer and watch as I disappear inside," he chuckled.

The two scooted even closer then, so close I could smell their excitement, and I gave them a little smile as Ricky began to push inside me. I watched the look on their faces as they saw Ricky's hard cock press into me, then disappear inch by inch till he was buried deep.

"Wow, does it hurt Rob?"

"Nooo...it feels wonderful, I love it," I sighed.

Ricky began to move then, slowly at first, as the two watched in wide-eyed wonder. 

"It looks so neat, but how does it fit in there?" Tony wondered.

"Your butthole stretches," Ricky assured him, "you just have to get it ready, stretch it a little with your fingers, and use lots of grease the first time."

"Wow, what does it feel like Ricky?" Mikey asked, his eyes following his older brother's cock as it pistoned in and out of my tight wet ass.

"You know how jacking off feels, or a blow job?"

Mikey blushed, "Yeah."

"Well, multiply that times 100 or a thousand and that's how good it feels," he gasped.

"Oh man, we gotta try that," Mikey whispered to Tony.

"Okay," Tony said meekly, then added, "Now?"

"Huh, oh...well," Mikey said, sounding unsure how to answer.

"You should," Ricky suggested, "we can help you guys...if you want."

"Really?" Mikey said, sounding excited.

"Yes," I agreed. I'd said that if, and when we did anything with the two younger boys, it would be their idea, and now it looked as if they were practically begging for that to happen, "As soon as Ricky gets through battering my poor bruised behind," I teased.

"I'll batter it some more," Ricky said slapping at my butt playfully, then he fell quiet and concentrated on the feeling in his hard cock as he thrust in and out of my tight hole.

"Do you, umm...you know, shoot in there?" Tony asked shyly.

"Yes," I hissed, "that's the best feeling ever," I assured him, not bothering to mention that we'd used a condom a time or two to avoid a mess.

"Does it...um, hurt you, the sperm I mean?"

"No, if there's a lot it drips out, but mostly it just stays inside till you poop it out," I said trying not to sound too gross.

"Oh, okay," Tony said, sounding satisfied.

"I'm getting close," Ricky said, panting and moving very fast now. Then with one last thrust deep inside me, he cried out as he began to unload.

I felt his cock throb each time he squirted inside me and counted five distinct ejaculations before he finally fell down on top of me, panting and resting.

"Did you do it?" Mikey asked, trying to see if he could see any evidence of Ricky's orgasm.

"Yesss," Ricky panted, "and it was really, really good."

"How did it feel Rob?" Mikey asked.

"Great, and this is great too, having Ricky on top of me like this, still inside me. Sometimes he goes twice," I said blushing a little.

"But not tonight, this is the second time we've done this tonight. I'm tired."

"Okay, so...um, are you still gonna help us?"

"Yeah," Ricky sighed as he raised up and began to slowly pull out of me. 

The two younger boys watched with interest as his cock slowly appeared, covered in cum and Vaseline, but fortunately that was all.

"Ewww...it's sticky looking," Tony observed.

"Yeah, that's the slick em. The Vaseline, and the cum and precum."

"Precum, what's that?"

"You know when you get excited and your pecker gets wet, that's precum. You get that, right?"

"Oh, yeah...it makes my undies wet sometimes."

Grabbing the towel I'd used earlier, Ricky cleaned us both up, then turned to the younger boys, "Are you ready to have some fun?"

"Yes," Mikey said, "but maybe Tony should go first."

"Are you sure?" Tony asked, blushing bright red.

"Yeah, you can do me, then I'll do you."

"Oh...okay," he said, looking unsure about the whole thing now.

"Tony, are you cool with all this? Cause if you're not, just say so, okay?" I offered.

"Yeah, I want to, I'm just...nervous."

To make things simple, we decided to have Mikey lay face down on the bed, and we showed Tony how to loosen him up with his fingers and the Vaseline. God, I was so tempted to help, but I decided I couldn't be trusted to stop. Mikey's butt was just so...so, perfect. It was Ricky's butt, but smaller, and it looked oh so soft, and his rosebud was...indescribably beautiful.

I could see that Ricky was pretty excited too, and it made me wonder, had he ever thought about him and Mikey messing around? I mean, if it had been me, and I had a cute, sexy, and no doubt willing brother to experiment with, I am totally sure I'd have worn that kid out by now.

I'd like to say I was as attracted to Tony as I was Mikey, but I really wasn't. I mean, Tony was cute and sexy in his own way, but except for his slightly above average uncut cock, he looked a little immature. His body was soft and slender, with hardly any muscle development, and his butt was just too skinny for my taste. Compared to Mikey or Ricky, Tony was blah.

If I was hesitant about helping Tony get Mikey ready, Ricky wasn't at all. In fact, I almost came on myself when I saw him take a glop of Vaseline and work it into Mikey's starfish like he was loving every moment of it. Mikey moaned softly, and I saw him push back onto Ricky's fingers as my cock throbbed and a drop of precum gathered at the tip.

"I think he's ready," Ricky said at last, "you're pretty long, but not all that thick. Just take it slow. Once you get the head in, that's the hardest part, the rest will be easy. Just feed it to him a little at a time."

Tony was literally shaking as we coaxed him into position, but his excitement kept him going, and when at last he placed his wet pecker against Mikey's quivering hole, his instincts kicked in. Fucking has to be instinctual, because otherwise the race would have died out ages ago. Even guys fucking guys didn't need an instruction manual to figure things out. You stuck your cock in the hole and you fucked back and forth till you blew. It was simple and fun, and every boy and man found it natural once they got going.

I watched with undisguised lust as Tony pulled back his foreskin and placed his dick head at Mikey's hole. At first he just rubbed his cock up and down Mikey's crack, and each time he passed over his hot slick hole Mikey would moan and push upward, as if to say, stick it in.

"Go for it," I said in a lust-filled voice I barely recognized as my own, "just take it slow."

"Okay," he said as he nodded and reached down to place his cock head against Mikey's slick hole.

"Mikey, push back like you're taking a shit," Ricky advised, "and relax as much as possible."

"I know," Mikey said sounding far away.

I watched with lust, barely aware that I was stroking my own cock, as I watched Tony's cock head slowly slip past Mikey's pucker and disappeared inside.

"Uh," Mikey moaned, "wait..." And Tony froze, then after a few seconds he added, "Okay, go ahead."

Tony let out a little hissing sound as he pushed in a little deeper, and this time he stopped on his own as Ricky had instructed him before. Slowly, inch by inch he slowly advanced until his sparse patch of pubes was tickling Mikey's smooth butt.

I growled as I looked down at the erotic sight of Tony buried balls deep in his boyfriend, and my hand sped up along my shaft. Ricky was stroking himself as well on the other side of the boys, and the tent was filled with the soft sounds and smells of teenage boys in heat.

"It feels good," Mikey sighed, "go ahead...do it."

That was all the encouragement Tony needed, and soon he was fucking like a pro. Centuries of inbred instinct got him moving, and kept him moving, as his body acted out the dance older than time itself.

It was hot. What else can I say. To see two teenage boys coupling for the first time, the look of wonder and lust on their faces as they shared their bodies, was the most erotic thing I had ever witnessed in my life. Well, maybe except for seeing Ricky naked the first time.

"How is it Tony?" Ricky asked in a low sultry voice.

"Good," Tony grunted. Sweat had broken out on his forehead, and his whole demeanor had changed over the course of the last few minutes. 

He looked older, more serious and less like the skinny kid that had begun. Then it occurred to me, not only was Mikey losing his cherry, but so was Tony. There were two kinds of virginity for guys, getting fucked, and fucking, and these two were losing both today. It was life changing, I'd seen that with Ricky, and now with these two. It was enough to bring tears to my eyes.

As might be expected from a young teenage boy fucking for the first time, Tony didn't last long. I could tell he was trying to hold on, as he gritted his teeth and produced more sweat, but in the end, the feeling was too intense to prolong the inevitable.

"Oh...oh...oh," he panted, "here...it...comes...." he gasped before slamming into Mikey one last time and collapsing atop him.

I  heard Ricky squeak as Tony fell down on him, then a low sigh as he experienced the feeling I'd described earlier, the joy of having your boyfriend inside, and on top of you after the ultimate act of love.

"I wish I had a camera," Ricky hinted.

"I do, but I'm not taking a picture like that. The drug store would probably call the cops."

"I know," Ricky laughed, "I should've bought you one of those new Polaroid instant cameras."

"You okay Tony," I said after the kid hadn't moved in a couple minutes.

"Uh," he moaned, "yeah...it just felt so good."

"My turn," Mikey said then, "swap places."

Tony reluctantly pulled out, and I handed him the towel to clean up with. He wiped himself off then handed the towel to me, and before I thought about it, I reached over and began cleaning Mikey's cute butt. His skin was so soft, his mounds so round and plump, and his hole...even after being abused by his lover, it was still the prettiest little pucker I'd ever seen.

"Thanks," Mikey said sweetly when I was done.

"My pleasure," I said blushing.

Ricky laughed, "Better watch Rob, Mikey.  I think he likes your little butt."

"It is nice," I said, "but you're safe buddy."

"Does his butt look as good as mine?" Ricky teased.

"Nah, no butt does, but it's close. Probably what yours looked like when you were that age."

"Yeah, maybe...it is cute. How have I never noticed before?" he said to no one in particular.

"Okay, I'm ready," Mikey reminded us again.

I looked at his cute cock and laughed, "I see that. I bet you've never been this hard, have you?"

"Uh, no...it almost hurts."

"Okay, get to it then," Ricky chuckled.

Tony took a bit more prep than Mikey had and I wondered if Mikey had been practicing with his fingers or some other object. I knew it wasn't unusual for boys to become obsessed with their buttholes, and I  had been one of them. I couldn't even list all the things I'd had up my butt over the years.

Despite sounding so eager, Mikey was patient as he worked on Tony's hole. He kept talking to Tony the whole time, going slow and making sure he was okay along each step of the way. Finally Tony signaled that he was ready to try and Mikey used his slick fingers to grease up his cock.

"I don't have to tell you what to do," Ricky said, "you've been on the other end, and you know to take it slow. So, go ahead little brother, sink that dick," he added chuckling.

It seemed to take a long time, but eventually Mikey got the head in, and inch by inch he advanced as Tony lay there grunting. I couldn't tell if they were grunts of pain or pleasure, but I supposed it didn't matter. Tony was determined to get fucked, and he would do whatever it took to make that happen.

Finally, Mikey was all the way inside, and I couldn't help but stare at his cute butt again as he lay there waiting for the right moment to begin his first fuck. He turned to look at Ricky, then to me, and then he began to move.

His body was pure poetry as he moved, slow deliberate strokes, lovingly caressing Tony's back and butt as he did so, and I was moved to tears. I know some people consider the act of love making to be crude and dirty, but I doubted those people who felt that way had ever seen anything as beautiful as what I was witnessing. Two beautiful boys, their bodies moving in perfect sync to give each other as much pleasure as possible. 

I reached over and took Ricky's hand and he moved closer. We kissed, then snuggled up as we watched Ricky make love to Tony. His body was so perfect, so beautiful, and my lust was replaced by adoration as I realized just how much this boy meant to both Ricky and me.

Unlike Tony, Mikey was able to pace himself and hold out for a long time. Toward the end, Mikey suspended himself on his arms and began to pound Tony hard.

"Way to go little brother," Ricky laughed, "fuck him hard."

I laughed, but didn't comment as I continued to watch Mikey desperately heading toward his orgasm. I saw his body stiffen and his ass cheeks tighten, his toes clench and then he cried out, plunged deep one last time, and began to unload.

His arms shook with strain as he held himself up, still buried deep inside, his body expelling his pent up baby batter, and then suddenly he collapsed onto Tony's skinny body and let out a sigh.

"No, times one million," he said to Ricky, "one million times better than jacking off."

"Oh, yeah...pretty good huh?"

"The best feeling ever, but I'm so tired."

When Mikey finally pulled out, I handed him the towel and he cleaned up as best he could, but the towel was almost as filthy as he was. Ricky suggested we all take a shower and we roused Tony up long enough to drag him off to the bathroom. 

We carried our clothes, but didn't bother to dress, and as before, we had the bathroom to ourselves. This time all four of us showered together and we helped each other get clean, especially behind. We dried off and slipped our undies and shoes, but that was all, then headed back to the tent.

On the way out we passed a young teenage boy who gave us a once over, then smiled. We exchanged greeting then went our separate ways, but I glanced back once and I could swear he was checking us out from behind.

************

The rest of the camp out was boring compared to our first night, at least sexually, but we did have fun swimming and exploring. Brian and Jacky never showed again after that first day, but we did run into the boy we'd passed on our way back from the bathroom.

His name was Jimmy, and  he was 17 and camping out with his folks in an RV. We hung out with him at the lake and he seemed like a pretty nice kid, but he was very shy and our best efforts to get him to open up failed. 

I wondered what he thought about us running around in our underwear, but no mention was ever made of our meeting the night before, and we left it that way. He left us about 4 to go back to his camp and we left shortly afterwards and we never saw him again.

We cooked hamburgers and had chips and soda for our last supper of the camp out and then did some exploring till it got dark. We piled into the big tent and played board games till we were tired, and when Mikey asked if they could spend the night with us again, we didn't hesitate.

However, that night once the light was out it stayed out. Ricky and I cuddled up on our side, and Mikey and Tony on theirs, and we made love quietly with our respective partners. We only got off once, then cuddled and fell asleep, and didn't wake till the morning sun heated the tent and we had to escape it.

We had a quick breakfast, and debated whether to swim some before we left or hit the road, and Ricky suggested we pack up and go, but to take the long way home and do some sight seeing. That sounded like an excellent idea to everyone, and we wound up going to a nearby dam and climbing around on some big rocks.

We arrived home, tired but happy, and after dropping Tony off at his house, Ricky drove us to his house and we unloaded the camping gear we borrowed. Next, I carried in the box containing the groceries, most of which we hadn't touched, but Mrs. Williams insisted I take it home, since Ricky ate at my place so much these days. It was a reminder that they were aware that we spent a lot of time together, and also that they approved. They never once said no to Ricky, even though I sometimes thought we were pushing things.

I ate at their house at least once a week, sometimes more, and in away I felt more comfortable at their house than I did my mom's. I had come to love Ricky's parents like they were my own, and there was a very special place in my heart for Mikey as well. And Ricky. What can I say about Ricky? He was my reason for living, my joy in a world that sometimes wasn't so joyous, my almost constant companion, and definitely the best friend I'd ever known. I loved him more each day, and I liked to think he felt the same.

We'd met quite by accident, or maybe it was karma or divine intervention. Whatever the reason, I thanked my lucky stars, and I looked forward to each day when I would see my love again. Life was good for us, and there would be many more good times ahead, but only time would tell if our story had a happy ending.

 End Ch 6...one more to go.

A special thanks to Michael in NY for his encouragement and help with ideas, pics, and editing

1-23-2021

I have updated my story list if you see any missing please let me know.

Other stories by Kewl Dad

* Denotes Series, rest are short stories

1. A Christmas for Joey

2. A Christmas With Nick

3. Accidental Dad*

4. Adolescent

5. Alex and Aidan*

6. Andy Tastes Like Candy

7. At the Dike*

8. Black Cock

9. Boy Glory Hole

10. Bullied

11. Christmas Boy

12. Christmas on the Street

13. CL Cock Sucker

14. Cory*

15. Corey's Scent

16. Cody's Christmas Wish

17. Dirt Bikes and Blowjobs

18. DMV Boy

19. Dougie's Story #Part 3 of a series

20. Emoji  (The Story of Joe)
    

21. The Family*

22. The Ginger and the Chub

23. Hair Salon Boys

24. Happy Valentine's Day Toby Grayson

25. I Heart You

26. Little Brother's Feet*

27. Lost in Fear*

28. Mars

29. McChicken

30. My Best Friend's Dad *Related story to My Son's Best Friends

31. My Not so Miserable Life

32. My Little Runaway #Part 1 of a series

33. My Son's Best Friends *Related series to My Best Friend's Dad

34. My 11th Summer*

35. One Night

36. Poindexter Files*

37. Pride-Pride

38. Rabbit: A Christmas Story

39. Rolo

40. Second Chance for Love

41. Six Black Boys*

42. Skateboard Boy*

43. Skateboard Christmas

44. Stranded on Christmas Eve

45. Sudden Family*

46. Taking a Chance on Love

47. The Year I Learned to Love my Brother (TYILTLMB)*

48. The Reynolds Twins*

49. Tommy Boy #Part two of a series

50. To the Max

51. Tracy*

52. Trailer Park Christmas

53. Trick or Treet Dress Up

54. Tween to Teen*

55. What a Dollar Will Buy

56. Wild Wild West Again

57. It's Amazing What Sex Can do for a Guy (as smoothoperator52)