Time Shared (and more than just time)
Based on the Fox Family TV movie "Time Share." (Summer 2000)
Billy Kay (Born April 1984) (he's in L.I.E.) plays Louis (16). Kevin Zegers (Born Sept 1984) (Air Bud series) plays Thomas (15). Cameron Finley (Born 1989) (Leave it to Beaver) plays Max (11).
In as much as Billy Kay went on to appear In L.I.E. (Long Island Expressway, a noted gay- theme film) I have wondered if he's gay. That's what got this story started. But since I don't know, I used the characters, rather than the actors. This story is not meant as commentary on any of the actors' actual sexual orientations and practices. It's just entertainment. As stated, the original story appeared on Fox Family Channel, and I expect is copyrighted as such.
Scene 1
Louis was horny and needing relief. It had been a long car ride from San Luis Obispo where his dad was a chef down to Long Beach to catch the ferry to Catalina Island for their vacation. And they'd been delayed at the ferry when his dad got caught trying to cut in line. Then there were all those hot guys down on the beach. Yes, Louis was gay, and Louis needed to jack off. He begged his 14-year-old sister, Daphne, for the key to the beach house they'd rented, saying he needed to use the bathroom. It appeared his father and sister were going to continue playing on the Beach for awhile, so Louis figured he'd have plenty of time to jack off before getting back for unloading the car.
Louis was sitting on the throne enjoying himself when he heard someone else in the house. Oh shit!' he thought, did I remember to lock the bathroom door?' "Occupied!" he called out, thinking his dad and/or sister had come home early.
"Thomas?" a young voice replied. "Were you in the shower? I need to use the toilet." With that, the door opened.
"AAH!" two boys screamed simultaneously. Louis wondered if he'd somehow entered the wrong house, or if the 11-year-old boy before him had. While the younger boy ran away screaming "M-Mom! T-Thomas!" Louis quickly got dressed and ran after the kid.
"It's all right," Louis called, "nobody's going to hurt you. You must belong next door." He chased the boy into the kitchen and was surprised to see there another boy about his own age with a woman who must be the boys' mother, apparently just back from playing tennis.
"Who are you?" Louis asked.
"Don't let him hurt me, Thomas," the younger boy said from behind the safety of his older 15- year-old brother.
"Relax, Max," Thomas replied. Then he spoke to Louis. "I'm Thomas Weyland, and this is my mother, and brother Max. Who are you?"
"Louis Fariker," Louis replied.
"It's the boy from the ferry. He was with the guy that tried to cut his car in front of Mom," Max protested. "AAH! And here he comes!" Max pointed to the sliding glass door that opened onto the deck. Sure enough, Louis' dad and sister were approaching. Max ran to the door to lock it.
Max's mom waved the tennis racket she was still holding. She spoke to Louis. "I don't know what's going on or how you got in. I understand you could be angry for being delayed at the ferry, but you're on the island now so just go to your own house."
"But this is our house!" Louis replied. I even have a key! How'd you get in? I'll let Dad in and maybe we can figure this out."
"Well," said Mrs. Weyland, "I guess. Remember I'm armed." She waved her tennis racket.
"Oh yeah. What are you going to do?" asked Louis, chuckling, "lob us to death?"
"How do I know that's a key to this house?" the woman asked.
"Let me out and I'll prove it," Louis replied.
Louis' dad and sister were now banging on the glass, wondering what was going on. Max and Thomas went to the door and opened it just wide enough to let Louis out, then quickly locked it behind him. Louis said a few words to his father, then held up the key. He fitted it to the lock and opened the door.
"This is trespassing," Mrs. Weyland told Louis' father.
"Yes it is," replied Mr. Fariker, "but I'm willing to forgive and forget if you clear out."
"WE were here first, and WE have a contract," said Mrs. Weyland. "Do YOU have a rental contract?"
"Not on me!" replied Mr. Fariker. "But they know me at the rental office. I've rented this place at this time for years now."
"Looks like they double-booked," said Thomas.
"Dad, I don't want to share a room!" said Louis, hoping for some time alone to jack off.
"Well, I'm not sharing a room!" put in his sister, Daphne.
"All right, I'll share," Louis sighed, thinking it might not be so bad. He thought Max was cute, and Thomas was a hunk! He wondered if he could get the boys to jack off with him.
"Nobody's going to have to share," Mr. Fariker said. "Let's go to the rental office right now and see who rented first."
Scene 2
At the rental office.
"Well, Mr. Fariker, you expressed interest first ---"
"There, you see, we're first, we get the house," said Mr. Fariker.
"-- but your check bounced, Mr. Fariker," the rental man continued. Mrs. Weyland faxed in her request from Germany and wired the money the next day, so she completed the contract before you did.
"Aha! I'll take your key, thank you," said Mrs. Weyland.
"All right, what else have you got for rent?" Mr. Fariker asked.
"I'm afraid everything's booked right now. We'll have openings next week," the rental man said. "You can try a hotel on the mainland. We'll refund for any days away, of course."
Outside the rental office, Louis asked "Dad, what do we do now?"
"I suppose we can put you up for a night until you can find a hotel or something on the mainland," said Mrs. Weyland, overhearing. "Russell won't arrive until tomorrow."
"Please tell me Russell is a small dog, a Jack Russell Terrier," said Mr. Fariker.
"Close!" said Thomas. "More terror than terrier." Thomas didn't like Russell.
"Russell is my colleague and fianc‚e," reported Mrs. Weyland.
"You mean there's some uptight German dude coming?!" gasped Louis.
"Actually, he's an uptight American dude," said Thomas.
"Well," said Mrs. Weyland, "I suppose introductions are in order. Mr. Fariker, I'm Julia Weyland, but YOU call me Mrs. Weyland, thank you, or Doctor, if you like. And these are my boys Thomas and Max."
"Doctor? What's your specialty?"
"Ph.D. in bio-genetics, currently working on genetically improved fruits and vegetables."
"Oh. Franken-fruits," said Mr. Fariker.
"And you?" asked Mrs. Weyland.
"Matthew. Fariker. I'm a chef."
"Oh? Burger King or McDonald's?"
"Very funny," said Mr. Fariker, sarcastically. "You've met my son, Louis, and this is my daughter, Daphne."
"Dad," said Daphne, "are we going to have to share the house with total strangers?"
"We're the ones sharing. And you're the strange ones," said Max.
"Don't make things worse Max," said Thomas. "Looks like we'll have to learn to live together for a week."
Daphne got one room, the boys another, and Mrs. Weyland took the master bedroom, leaving Matthew to sleep on the couch in the living room.
Scene 3, the 2nd day
Sure enough Russell arrived in the morning and everyone decided to spend time on the beach. Russell spent time with Max. Louis and his dad were playing Frisbee. Daphne and Julia were bonding. Thomas wanted to go horseback riding, but his mom made him stop saying " All we need is for you to fall and crack your head open" just as the boy was climbing onto the horse.
"Mom, I'll be riding on the beach," Thomas tried to explain. "There aren't any rocks around."
"There's driftwood, and you don't know how to ride, and I said `no!' Now get down."
"Thanks a lot for embarrassing me in front of everyone," said Thomas, crossly. He stormed off as soon as he got of the horse.
Scene 4, later the 2nd day (This scene isn't in the movie, but I wish it was!)
Louis has noticed Thomas get off the horse, go gather his things, and walk off away from the crowds. Louis decides to follow.
There are some guys playing volleyball down the beach. Ordinarily, Louis would have asked to join them, but now he has his mind on Thomas. Louis follows the boy, aware only of Thomas and the sounds of the beach: laughter and radios fading to only waves slapping the shore.
Thomas disappears around a rocky point. Louis hurries after until the breeze picks up, and he smells someone's tanning oil, a kind of sweet coconut smell. Louis figures the oil belongs to Thomas. Louis creeps up the rock, hoping to be able to see without being seen.
Below, Thomas is rubbing some tanning oil across his chest and Louis is thinking "oh yeah!" Like Louis, the chest of Thomas is smooth and hairless, and even from a distance Louis can see his nipples sticking out. Thomas reaches up and tweaks his nipples, first one then the other, driving Louis wild.
Thomas starts working on his legs now, strong legs, and Louis is thinking how he'd like to be rubbing oil over the boy's body.
Louis climbs down and walks over to Thomas, his dick hardening with every step.
"Hi," says Louis.
Thomas nearly jumps up off his towel, startled. "Oh it's you," says Thomas in a not very friendly way. "What do you want?"
"I saw and heard the horse thing, and saw you storm off," says Louis. "You OK?"
"I'm 15, but Mom treats me like I'm about 5! I just kind of want to be alone right now."
"Oh, I was hoping I could join you. I know how you feel. Well, I think I do. I haven't seen my mom for two years - my folks are divorced - but my sister makes me want to be alone. Then again, I am alone a lot with Dad working late at the restaurant so often. I kind of wish I had a brother to talk to sometimes."
"Hmm. My folks divorced too. Mom's a `smother mother' at times. Dad let us do a lot more. I miss dad, but I think Max misses him more. Ah Max; he's a great little bro, but he's almost 5 years younger. He just turned 11 a few months ago and I'll be 16 this fall. I sometimes wish I had someone nearer my age to talk to. Hey how old are you anyway?"
"I'm 16," says Louis. "My birthday's in April."
"Oh, you're older. Well as long as you're here, be a nice `big bro' and rub some of this oil on my back."
Louis makes himself comfortable and starts rubbing oil onto Thomas' back.
"Now my turn" says Louis. Thomas rubs some lotion onto Louis' back.
The two boys just enjoy the sunshine for a bit.
"This seems to be a pretty secluded spot," says Louis. There's nobody else around and nobody's come around. It's like our own little cove."
"I just know it's a nice place away from mom," says Thomas, and with that he puts on his sunglasses, lays back, and seems to go to sleep. Louis decides to take a nap too.
Louis woke up disoriented. The sun on his back was hot and he could feel the sweat pooled in the middle. He rolls over, glad he woke up before he burned as he hated to peel this early in the season--and looked for some sun block and his own sunglasses. Thomas is a few feet to his right, now on his back but still asleep -- or is he? - it's hard to tell since Thomas is wearing sunglasses.
Louis can't help staring at Thomas, admiring his wide shoulders, narrow waist, flat stomach and the impressive bulge in his crotch. Louis is getting a little bit turned on just looking at him. Louis rubs on some sun block. It's white and creamy and Louis thinks "it looks like I'm smearing hot cum around on my stomach--my mind's really in the gutter today" -- he imagines that it's Thomas's cum. Louis rubs it in 'til it disappears, doing his arms and legs too.
Louis looks back over at Thomas. Can it be? Thomas is rubbing his crotch! Louis can see the outline of his cock, too, bulging against his shorts, begging to get out. Then he reaches down with his other hand and pulls them off, setting his meat free--and he's pretty big, over 7 inches, maybe more if fully hard, with a nice sack hanging below. Louis pretends to be asleep before Thomas notices him. Thomas squirts some oil on his cock and strokes it, getting a full hard-on now, up and down, up and down. Then he reaches up and tweaks his nipples, first one then the other.
Louis smiles and licks his lips, thinking what he'd like to do. To his surprise, Thomas smiles back! He looks down at his cock, then back at Louis, beckoning him over. Of course Louis goes over to him.
Louis picks up the oil and squirts some on Thomas's stomach and chest. It's hot from being in the sun, so too much comes out, but that's o.k. Louis rubs it around--it really brings out the definition in the other boy's stomach...he must do a lot of sit-ups to get like that. Then Louis reaches down and grabs his cock and strokes it for him, lubing it up more with the oil left on his hand. Thomas just puts his hands behind his head, closes his eyes, and smiles, letting me work his meat for him. Louis is stroking himself, too. His dick isn't quite as long as Thomas's, but it's still pretty big, maybe a bit bigger around, and having a hot, hard cock in each hand really turns him on. Thomas has pre-cum dripping from the end of his cock so Louis leans over and suck the head of it.
Thomas props himself up to watch, the muscles in his stomach tensing, really rippling. Louis keeps stroking the base of his cock while working his tongue around the big, full head. His nose is filled with the smell of all that tanning oil, fortunately thinned by Thomas's pre-cum.
Thomas leans back again, relaxing, enjoying himself. Louis moves down and licks his balls, taking them one at a time into his mouth; meanwhile stroking Thomas's cock again. It's rock hard and Louis can feel the blood pulsing through it.
Thomas is making little animal sounds of pleasure, probably not even aware he's doing it. Louis doesn't want him to come yet, so he stops for a minute. Thomas moans dreamily "Don't stop Max!"
"Max? So you've done this before, with your brother?"
"You remember how 11-year-olds are, don't you?" says Thomas, propping himself up again. " Max is horny, curious, and not interested in girls yet. I think he's gay, but it's a little early to say."
"Don't worry, your secret's safe with me," Louis laughs.
"Well, you gonna jack off with me or what?" Thomas asks.
"I've got a better idea." Louis grabs the oil again and really lubes Thomas, who doesn't know what's coming. Louis wonders if he's ever fucked before. Then Louis straddles him, cock hard and almost in his face. Thomas is looking a little worried, like maybe he thinks Louis wants to be sucked now.
"What?" says Thomas.
"You'll see." Louis gently adjusts Thomas's dick against his ass, wondering if he can take the cock. Thomas is pretty big and Louis hasn't let guys fuck him in the ass very often. But Louis hasn't run across an Adonis like this very often and really wants to feel the boy inside him.
"Huh?" Thomas starts, but before he can protest Louis starts working down over him, getting the head of the boy's cock inside his tight asshole. Thomas is kind of wide-eyed, realizing what this is going to be like, but he humps up a bit and Louis slides down over the rest of him. Louis starts to work himself up and down, slowly, getting used to it, watching Thomas start to enjoy it.
Louis's own cock is rock-hard. "Oh man," he's thinking, "this is too much, this is my lucky day." Louis reaches down and pulls on his cock, already wanting to cum. Both boys are pounding away, lost in bliss.
What a turn on! Louis's balls are begging to shoot their load, his cock throbbing in his hand. Thomas watching him jacking himself off, one hand on his dick, the other on his balls. Thomas grunts and cums, a good five spurts. Louis looks down at himself and with three quick spurts he shoots. What a load--cum everywhere!
"Whoa," says Thomas when he can get his breath back. "That was great for me. How was it for you?"
"Good!" says Louis. As you can guess by now, I'm gay.
"What's it like?"
"Being gay?"
"Well that too, but I meant the fucking."
"I haven't been fucked that often so it's kind of hard to say. I think the thing about gays is we enjoy giving pleasure as much as getting it. Most straight guys just want to get off and don't care if they please the girl, and I'm not sure the girls really care about pleasing the guys. What do you think?"
"I wouldn't know, other than fooling around, mostly with Max, this was my first real sex experience. Maybe I'm Bi. Tell me more about being fucked.'
"Well, when you really care about someone, there's nothing like having him inside you - feeling his heartbeat. You get a certain sense of that sucking, but fucking - a guess it's a different level. Plus it massages the prostate, so it's pretty cool."
"Maybe next time you can fuck me," says Thomas.
"Sure! After all, vacation's just begun."