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SUMMER DAY PART XI I looked at Ricky, Ricky looked at me; we both smelled it. Ricky kept sniffin' the air like a bird dog. "What is it?" said Jeff, "what are you two sniffing for?" "You don't smell it?" "Smell what?" "That piss is starting to reek so bad we can smell it all the way in here," I said. "I don't know how you feel, but I am taking it into consideration to just go dump it out..." "Yeah," Jeff said, "I do smell it, now that you mention it.." Ricky slowly turned his head back to face mine. "How the .. fuck did you know what I was thinking?" "It wasn't that hard, man.. it gets irritating just sitting there rancid, doesn't it?" "Yeah, it just hit me," said Ricky, "it's real strong and I was just.. having second thoughts about taking that bath.." "I was too, really," I said. "Guys? You uh, want to help ditch this shit or would anyone rather.. leave it and do something with it?" "I see no reason to keep it, it really is starting to stink," Paul said. "I don't either," agreed Marty. So we ended up ditching it into the commode. Then Ricky and I carried the buckets out to the shed, getting back just in time before it started to fiercely rain again, in torrents. Ricky told me that he had thought about it earlier in the day but just hadn't said anything about it. I hadn't really thought about it, but after we had set the buckets down, Ricky had walked back to the house with me, hand in hand. "Damn," I thought, "really getting his shit down pat at an early age..." To my amazement when we came back in, everyone had me stand in the center of the living room. Everyone was all hot and sweaty; everyone took turns wiping their sweat all over me until I was literally soaked in it. Talk about a soaked puppy! You could tell that everyone was starting to turn a little golden brown from all the sun they were receiving. I could tell a difference even in Ricky's face in just the length of time that I had known Ricky. He really looked like some sort of sun god or something. Actually they all did, but Ricky's skin seemed to take it a lot better because he had been more used to it, spending so many days in Smyrna on the streets skateboarding. I smelled my own body, breathed it deeply. The sweat of all six of the other guys now coated my body. They had even wiped their hot, sweaty underarms all over me and let me wipe in between their asscracks. That took the cake. Ricky let me fuck him; immediately after that we all decided to go hit the showers. God was it wonderful being a Fraser. It was about 6 pm. Ricky, Ralph, Marty and Paul showered first. This was good because I wanted to talk to Jeff, alone. "Jeff, I need to tell you something," I started. "Jas, you can tell me anything. You know that. What is it?" "I feel like I'm spending too much time with Ricky and not enough with you guys." Jeff and I were in the guest room, so we were sure no one else could hear us. "You're not spending too much time with anybody. Do you like spending time with Ricky?" "Sure..." "I'll tell you something, if it'll make you feel better." "Anything." "Ricky is a special case. He shows more love, he demands more love. Love him as much and as deep as you want. I know that you care for us all as much as you show to Ricky, but it's like I say.. the little fucker is a lot more understanding than some of us are. You can tell that, can't you?" "Yeah.. so far I can.." "Good. But one thing - I'll be honest - he has a certain way of reflecting that love that some of us don't seem to show that well. For the last several months, he's.. sort of been our 'mouthpiece', and told his friends more of how we feel than we ever could. That was one way he won over Ralph. The kid works wonders. Let him work on you. I don't think you do this, but a lot of people.. think just because he's sixteen and not twenty-six.." "Yeah, I know, I know.. I don't look at age as a factor.." "Well, then you know you don't need to look to me for advice or consent.. hell, he's as much yours as he is mine. I mean, don't be afraid to fuck around with ANY of us, but I mean, you were the one that was worried about time.. you have it, use it! Spend as much time with him as you want. Evidently you weren't spending enough, because out of all his brothers, he wanted to talk to YOU of all people the other day and he came out happy as a lark. I - I don't care if you spent a WHOLE WEEK concentrating on him, or him and Ralph, or Greg.. whomever." I felt better. We went and showered. God only knows that I had felt just a little guilty for some reason. Still now that I had talked to Jeff, I was going to try to get with Ricky. "I want to utilize that bastard," I thought to myself, and I wasn't thinking that necessarily in a sexual way either.. I knew from what we had done, that our vibes were similar, and that we really, really got along.. but, so it was with them all.. this kid had a certain MAGNETISM... he was charismatic, yeah.. VERY charismatic. Jeff, Greg and I showered. Greg soaped Jeff and I up. I soaped up Greg, and then we rinsed off. Jeff washed my hair, which was getting longer. Then he slapped Greg playfully on the stomach a few times. Greg began to get hard, too. There were so many people in this family that there was always bound to be someone in the crowd with a hardon at any given time. We got out, dried off and then I went to see Ricky. As Ricky and I headed for the computer room, Jeff began to explain things to the others, as I had allowed it. "What you wanna talk about, bro?" Ricky asked as I closed the door. "You." "Me?" "Yeah, you." "What about me? I do something wrong?" "No way man. I.. I felt guilty man. Sure I care as much about you as I do the other guys, but.. I know I seem to spend more time with you. Hell, Ricky, you're young, you're cute.. I talked to Jeff about it." "What did he say?" "He said that I needn't worry about it and that I could spend as much time with you as I wanted, that they understand." "Well, they do! They're my brothers! Man, don't feel guilty about doin' shit with me.. if you do then I'll start feeling that way too." "Well man, I just think about Ralph. He loves you as much as I do and I get the impression that I'm 'hogging' you." "Well, don't. Please don't. I guess I feel that way about you, too. I just hadn't.. thought that much about it." "Really?" "Yeah. Don't worry about anything like that, Jas. If you start hoggin' me, I'll let you know. Everyone understands. Jeff just proved that, didn't he?" "Yeah.. maybe YOU don't understand," I said. He rose up from lying flat on the bed and scooted over to the edge of the bed. "Understand WHAT?" he asked. "I'm.. I'm not used to having six people to love. I mean, dude, I just have this thing in my heart where one day I should settle in with one guy, share my life with him, and he with me. Does that make any sense?" "That makes perfect sense. I know what you're talking about exactly. This family takes some getting used to, man. It really does. But the 'one guy' thing, yeah.. I know what you mean there for sure." I looked at him, he looked back. His look was as piercing as mine obviously was. Could he see what I was saying? "Jas.. if you need some time with me, here I am. I really wanna do anything I can for you.. you know what?" "What?" "You sound like you NEED a lover. I mean, we all love you, but I mean, you need one guy to do all this shit, not all six of us." Bingo. He won the jackpot. "Yeah. I know I do." "Yeah. I know you do too. Now you wanna know if I can think about going steady with you," he said. Shit! I nodded. "So - so be it," he said, "so be it," in a very pleasant tone. "I'd love to try. You understand about everything else though, I mean, you don't care if I acknowledge Ralph once in a while, do you?" "Uh, no.. I mean, I just wondered if you'd try it with me." "Hell man, I'll try anything you want. I'll tell you what the hell it is, dude.. there's six of us. When we're all six together, it's hard as shit to get to know any one of us individually. Get with us one-on-one and you WILL learn a hell of a lot more. Just - take it slow, I'll tell you everything I can about me, and we'll do shit together." I opened the door. "Jeff! Come in here a sec..." Jeff came into the computer room. "Yeah?" "I was just talking to Ricky and he just hit the nail on the head, man. It's because I'm having to talk to six people at once that's causing me to really not be able to get a feel for everyone individually." "Yeah, I can see that," Jeff said. "You need to single us out, like you are Ricky. Man, I don't care, none of us do. You might not know it, but there's no strain on us. We've all been alone before and I'm sure that under the circumstances, it wouldn't bother us one bit if you spent time alone with any or all of us. Hell, we're alone now! I'll.. leave you two alone. Right now you need all the space you can get. If you need anything, just let us know. We'll come running." "Okay," said Ricky, closing the door. "Well Jas, that makes it pretty clear to me. How do you feel?" "I wanna try it. I mean, now that I'm sure." "Well, I am definitely sure," he said. "Being with you has been special.. everything you've ever said to me has made me feel good. Man, like you say, I do feel your vibes..." I invited him to sit in my lap. He did. I got tired of looking at him like he was "only sixteen" because he acted much older, or what I knew was much older than I was at sixteen anyway. "Ricky, you know I love you.." "Yes, yes I do. I'll always love you, Jas. And you know you can say anything, ask me anything.. and I'll answer it for you as best I can." "Fuck me," I said. "Are you serious?" "Well, not right just now.." "Well, you know I will. I love to fuck you. I'll hump a pillow or a mattress sometimes..." "Hell man, that's what I want, I want to know what you like to do, what turns you on, what turns you off, shit like that." "Well shit! That's no crime. I could talk to you all night about it." There was a knock at the door. I opened it, it was Jeff. "By the way," he said, "it doesn't matter if you sleep in here, uh, it doesn't matter if you leave the house.. do you see what I'm saying Jason? I mean, you got us here. So, what I'm saying is, the show is yours. If you and Ricky take an urge to go to the beach for a month, do it. I know it'd be highly irregular, but I wanted you to hear it from me, okay?" "I don't think I'd want to go that far," I said. "Not unless Ralph went along." "Okay, see you later," he said and closed the door. "Want my personal opinion?" said Ricky. "What's that?" "That's not such a bad idea." "What?" "Ralph, you and me going to the beach. Nobody else. Just a thought.." "Well, I dunno.. I mean if we did what about transpo for everybody else? What if Jeff had to go somewhere?" "Marty.. Marty has a bicycle. It's as much as they had back home. Hell man, we were fucking STRANDED at home. When we left, we were gonna leave on a bus or something if you hadn't happened to be there.. so.. it's no major deal." He kissed me on the face. "Know what?" I said. "What?" "I don't know of anybody else that can french kiss like you can." "Maybe that's because I know what feels good.. I practice a lot, even if I'm alone, man. I'll do what I think would feel good to a dude, and.." We wrapped our bodies together and lay on the bed. Skin on skin. We were like that for several minutes. We withdrew. "Shit! You're beautiful!" I exclaimed. I couldn't hold my feelings back any longer. "Heh.. you're beautiful too, and I fucken love you. Nothing's ever gonna change that. You are SO wild, Jas. Heh heh.. Jas.. God I'm trippin' on that name!" He was hard, his tits were standing. All ten of it was straight up in the air. I told him to lay down and I started feeling of that ten inch pole. It felt as good to me as it did to him. He started to get red in the face again. All I had been doing was taking two fingers of my left hand and running them up and down the length of his shaft; he had me coated in pre-cum now. With my right hand, I lightly rubbed his buttcheeks, kissed his buttcheeks. He came in a mad fury, thrashed his waist like a bucking bronco. Sperm was everywhere, but most of it had gone in my mouth. I licked it off his penis, his balls.. he WAS beautiful. And he cared about nothing more at the moment than being here with me. "Jas?" "Yeah?" "Want me to fuck you now? I could shoot off again!" "Promise me something." "Anything." "If you fuck me, fuck me like you're mad and just tear me up. I mean, I just want you to put everything you want into it. I wanna feel it." "Oh, boy. Will you ever you sly fox you!" I stood up. Instantly I felt his cock enter me. "There it is," he said, "all ten of it. Ready? Cos when I get going, a bomb wouldn't stop me." "Go for it, dude!" and he did. He was rough as hell back there and I loved it. I wanted to be rubbed RAW. He had a good start too. Pump, pump, pump. He was getting me off, too. He took his right hand and felt of my balls in the sack as he fucked me. He took each one separately, just kinda rolled them around in his fingers. He growled in my ear. He pumped. He never stopped pumping. He kept playing with my balls. He wouldn't stop. I didn't want him to. Finally I felt him burst inside me, filling me with more juices. "I love you so much!" he yelled as his dick was still throbbing inside me. I felt it pulsing. "Damn," I said, "I love you too! That's wild man, to feel your dick like that.." "Yeah.. want me to stay in ya until it gets soft again?" "Okay.." and he did. It was wild. He played with my stomach while he let it go down. Playful as he could be! He pulled out and again sat on my lap. "Somehow, if you wanted me to fuck you a hundred times tonight, I would find a way to do it," he said. "I know that I have that much drive." "I know you do too," I said. "Tomorrow, you, Ralph and I will go to the beach. Call him in here if you want." Ricky called Ralph in and told him the news. Ralph was all too willing to go along with it. We were just going to go for like a day or so. Ralphy spent the rest of the night in this room with us. Now I really did feel like a kid. "Either one of you like.. Fred Savage?" I asked. "The kid in 'The Wonder Years'? asked Ralph. "Hell yeah, cute as shit!" "Yeah.. I'd molest his ass.." said Ricky. "Molest MY ass," Ralph pleaded. Ricky looked at me. I nodded, I wanted to see him go at it with Ralph. Ricky slid a soft dick up his ass, and let it get hard as they stood there, as it was inside. "Ohhhh.." cried Ralph. Within a minute and a half, Ricky came again. I wasn't counting, but that was three times in the last thirty minutes, every bit of it with feeling. "Now, what about Fred Savage?" said Ricky. They laughed. Something just hit me. A great idea about what was about to happen. I talked to Jeff again. "Jeff, you know, if we do all three go, it would also give Ricky and Ralph a chance to talk about shit without pressure, wouldn't it?" "Yeah, it would, that's not such a bad idea, really. It would be the first time they could EVER have talked without a million and one people around. Marty, Greg, Paul and I will fix breakfast.. wake you up about seven. Then get the hell outta here if you want.. do it!" "Well, what will you all do?" "Whatever we want. We can RENT a car, you know! That's no problem. I have an American Express card myself. You go to the beach, we may go to a different beach.. I kinda like the idea anyway." Cool, very cool. The boys loved the idea too. It was Tuesday night - we'd leave tomorrow and not come back until late Saturday. Hot damn! Then, eventually I could get to know the others in a similar fashion. Maybe next week. Who knew? Who cared? It was happening! "Ricky.." "Huh?" "You ever uh.. get a copy of any of these magazines called '16'?" I asked. "Naah. I think Ralph did" "Yeah, I did," said Ralph. "I got 16's, Bop's, Thrashers.. a lot of shit. It's all in a suitcase." "What about.. Corey Haim?" "Oh yeah.. real cute," said Ricky. Ralph agreed. Ralph Macchio was still Ralph's favorite. He was one of my favorites too, and Ricky said he was one of his. "Oh, please! Give me Fred Savage!" said Ralph. "You'd take Fred Savage over Ralph Macchio?" Ricky inquired. "I might.." "Well, Fred's kinda young." "Ricky, so are we!" "Yeah, yeah.. I know.. Hey Ralph, suck my titties.. please?" "Yeah, sure!" and Ricky laid back on a pillow, Ralph piled on top of him. Ricky looked up at me, towering above him and smiled. I knelt in front of the bed. Ricky closed his eyes, I watched intently as I started feeling my own cock as Ralph licked Ricky's hairless chest all up. "Whatcha thinking about, Jason?" asked Ricky. "Just you two. Shit, I now pronounce you husband and wife." They made the perfect couple. "Yeah well, someday.. but meantime, I want you in the picture too. I mean, royally. You're a real dude-killer." "So are you, Richard Scott Fraser." He looked up, baffled. "You.. you know my name!" "Yeah man.. that okay?" "Yeah, sure it is! It's just that.. well, none of my brothers ever really.." "Well, dude.." and in our exchange of expression, a thousand words were said, hundreds of questions were answered. I piled on the bed with he and Ralph. I began licking one side of Ricky's chest, Ralph licked the other... I licked up all of Ralph's spit which he had coated Ricky's chest with, and it wasn't long that Ralph and I were frenching. "Fred Savage, huh?" I said. "Will you quit that?!" he snapped, laughingly. Ralph and I took a corner of the bedsheet and wiped Ricky's tits dry. We talked, long into the night with the lights out. "Damn, Ricky!" cried Ralph, whimpering. "What?!" "This shit is too good to be true!" Instantly I got Ralph by the arm, started rubbing him. "This is Jason," I said. "I know you've had dreams of just getting away and being alone with Ricky. I want those dreams to be real, I mean, if you'll let me play a part in it with you." "Shit!" Ralph cried, and you could tell he was in tears. Hell, he was just a baby.. "I love you! I love you both! I love everyone in this family.. I just.." "You don't need to say anything, Ralph. Right now this all seems new, like a vacation to you. But you will get used to it and it will soon be something you might take for granted." "I could NEVER take this for granted!" "Well, I love you. I want you to know that." "I love you too," Ricky said. "Jason is looking out for us, man. And I'm looking out for Jason." "Yeah.. it's a trip.." said Ralph. I wiped the tears from his eyes. Ricky got up, put on a pair of clean underwear, got back in bed. "What did you do that for?" I asked, curious. "Just.. wanted to have them on so I could pop the band if I wanted.. heh heh.." He snapped it a couple of times. I put my hand on them, slid it down to cock level. "Any chance you might pre-jism in those things a little tonight?" "There is a HIGH chance that I might," he replied. "A very high chance. As in, as of right this very moment." "Oh, shit!" said Ralph. "Know what I'm gonna do? Pre-jism in these things all night, then let Ralphy wear them tomorrow..heh heh..".. and Ricky had his finger pokin' around Ralph's hole.. yeah.. I wrapped my arms around Ricky's shoulders and spent the entire night kissing him. "Damn, this is unreal," he said. "Ralph, you feelin' better?" I asked. "Yeah man.. I feel great. It's just, you know, getting used to shit.." "Yeah, TELL me about it! Let's try to fall off, 'cos we gotta get an early start in the morning..." I could tell Ricky loved us both. He held me and Ralph like teddy bears by his sides. Morning came quick. "Yo! Dudes!" Jeff called. "It's 7:25.. c'mon, lets get up!" We tossed and tumbled and eventually found the floor. "Whoa.." Ricky said. "Is this going to be one killer of a fucken day or what?" "Yeah dude, it is," I said. "Just the fucken three of us. Hot damn.. the things we could do.." "More like the things we're GOING to do," said Ralph, grabbing my dick and stroking it a couple of times. "I hate to say this," he said, "but Jason is on the boner.." "Yeah," I said, looking down and seeing that the other pair were also. "Damn," said Ricky. "You would -NOT- believe the damn dream I had last night!" "What was it about?" I said, as we headed for the kitchen to see plates of food already on the table. Shit - they WERE looking out for us! "It was wild, man," Ricky continued. "I had you and Ralph coated in sperm, man, I mean, fuckin' bathing in it, man.." "Have you checked your underwear this morning?" "No, let me.. Jeezus Christ!" he had pre-cum so much that it stuck to his dick, balls, legs.. he was soaked. He took them off and let Ralph put them on. "Shit!" Ralph said, "they are stickin' to me, too! Fuck!" he cried, peelin' it off his leg and putting it back on. "I love this..." All our dicks were like granite poles. It was obvious that we were going to have to do something about it after we ate and before we left.. it was our next priority. We couldn't tolerate these feelings any longer. "Boys like sex in the morning," I commented. "Aw, geeze, quit reminding me!" said Ricky, squirting pre-cum juice all over. I took my hand, held it down at his spout. It wasn't long until I had a substantial amount of semen on my hand. I smeared it on his dick, and jacked him off under the table. "Damn!" he moaned. Soon, he shot, and this time I was going to be daring and different. As he came, I let him shoot off all over... a piece of buttered toast. "What was that you put down there, in your other hand?" said Ricky. "A.. a piece of buttered toast." "That's what I thought it was! Shit! Neat!" I was being experimental as hell. Shit man, you eat sperm all the time, right? Why not "jazz" it up a little? I took a knife and spread it all over the toast. Cut it in half, gave half to Ricky, Ricky cut IT in half, gave a piece to Ralph. I cut mine in half and gave it to Jeff. Then I ate mine. Wow! It was neat! Better than jam or jelly. Actually, it was Ricky's jelly.. from his own recipe. "Man," said Ricky, "let's do this again, okay? That's one I never had even THOUGHT of! Awesome!" "You got it," I said. This was too much for Ralph; he was sitting there with that underwear down to his knees, stroking his cock over another piece of buttered toast. Within two minutes the fucker had shot a big glob onto it! He took it, spread it out after he had gotten every last drop out of the piss slit of his dick, and did the same as we had done before, and I got another taste of cum. His was definitely different, but still it was just as sweet as Ricky's. Nice samples, I thought; I could hardly wait until the three of us were alone for some reason. I wasn't 100% at my best in larger crowds; I was learning to be, but right now, three would be just fine. Soon we cleaned up the dishes and got ready to hit the road. By 8:30 a.m., Wednesday, June 22, 1988, not quite two weeks since we had met, Ralph, Ricky and I were on our way to the beach for a while. Jeff had said that he would wait until we called tonight to tell us where they were going, they would leave tomorrow. We were going towards Daytona; they were still deciding where they were going to go.. heh.. it would be funny if they decided on Ormond! Ricky and Ralph kept snaking me; it was cool as shit. All they were wearing were Jams, and of course Ralph was still wearing Ricky's undies. The next time I looked back at Ralph, he had the underwear off and was smelling of it. As I pulled over at the rest stop on the interstate, he was really smelling around the asscrack. "Here," Ricky said, lowering his Jams, "I'll let you smell the real McCoy," and put it right in Ralph's face. Shit - Ralph buried his nose in that hole as I watched. Thank God the dark tinted shit was up over the windows! Ricky let me get a good view as he stayed there for five minutes in that position, Ralph's nose breathing Ricky's asshole, and Ralph jacking himself off. It was unbearable for us all. I jacked Ricky off while he was standing there. "Damn, this is killer shit," Ralph kept saying. "I know it is," Ricky said as he kept laughing. Ralph shot off all over Ricky's legs, and then pointed some of it between his buttcheeks. It dripped off his ass onto me. I got it in my hot little hands and ate it. Good to the last drop. Damn could these boys generate some sperm.. and soon, like within twenty seconds, Ricky shot his load down my throat. He grinned and rubbed me on the head, and the back of the neck. Ricky snaked me some more; he knew that I thought it was interesting. Then I showed them something: when my dick was semi-hard, I could sit there, take it at the piss slit, and everytime I took the head of my dick and would open the slit of it slightly, let it go and open it again, it would make a small popping sound. The stickyness of my sperm in there would cause it; I had always liked it and now I had the opportunity to show it to them. "Neat," Ricky commented, "Ill have to try that..." he did, but wasn't able to get quite as much of a sound out of his. On the other hand, Ralph tried this and was able to make about as loud a sound as I was because of the contour of his dick and everything. It was wild, being able to see these guys' dicks and everything, and they weren't being the least bit shy at all. I had to comment, as I always do. "Damn man, it's so wild to see you guys, like this man.." "Well," said Ricky, "I just want you to know that I want my body to be as familiar to you as your own. I mean, I'll let you look at my cute penis all day, if you wanted.. it doesn't bother me. I know it bothers some people, most people don't want to be seen by ANYONE naked.. me, I don't care... within reason, of course.." "I don't care either," said Ralph, putting his dick right in my face. "Too close for you?" "Hell no man.. I love it," I answered, and he bent his stiffening dick (it was already stiffening again,) so that the piss slit was right at eye level. "How ya like that head?" he said. "I love it," I said. "Yeah," he said, "I'd let you look at me all day too, if you wanted, just like Ricky said..." "Sorry I'm.. gettin' hard again man, I just.. can't help it ya know, man? Being around you and all.." "That's okay," I said, "it just lets me know how big your rad tool is, man." "Yeah, but what if you wanted to flex it around?" he asked, hands behind his back letting me probe around all I wanted to. "Well, I can flex it around some other time," I said, I don't have to do that right now.. heheh.." "Yeah man, you can look at me anytime man.. heh.. yeah.. we could even be in the middle of the damn shopping mall, you could go, 'drop 'em, Ralphy', and wham.. I'd be nude for you in front of all those people.. heh.. can you imagine the look on their faces?" "Hehehh.." "Just joshin' man.." "I know you are. I love you joshing like that," I said, and kissed him on the scrotum. We were in no hurry, and I had parked in an area where there was very little traffic. He laughed wickedly. Ricky laughed too. We loved each other so much that we really couldn't leave each other alone! Not for three seconds! Then Ralph put his hands on top of his head. I explored under his arms. "Ahh," I said, "cool! You got black hair under here too!" and I smoothed it out with my hands, getting a little sweat on it. "Yeahhh... I got some black hair there.. not a whole lot.. but I like it.." "I like it too," I said. Ricky was exploring Ralph's ass since he was behind him, and when he turned his ass to me, Ricky would explore his other areas, too. This was neat as hell. I knew they'd let me do all this I wanted, I didn't care if I took two hours here, as long as we weren't caught. I felt of Ralph's tuft of pubic hair around his cock. It was so soft and curly.. and all he did was smile. I told him to go ahead and turn his ass to me and I explored it. "Damn Ralph," Ricky commented, "this is the first fucken time I've ever been able to look at you this well too! I just realized that. And I.. love what I see..." "Look all you want, dude!" "Yeah, I love it!" Ricky repeated. I spread Ralph's asscheeks open to get a look at his shithole. I put a finger up there. "Ooo.. feels good!" Then I breathed deeply next to his hole, as he had done earlier with Ricky. I felt of his soft young legs. "Damn, you make me feel good," said Ralph. "Yeah well, you're nice to explore," I called back. "Yeah, bet you wish I'd leave you the fuck alone, so we could go on, don'tya?" "Naah.. I love this," Ralph said. "I could do this shit all day. I'm like a little brown bear with a jarful of honey right now," he said. "Me too," said Ricky, "so do all you want to Ralph, then look me over, then we'll look you over. OK? Shit.. Man.. There is a..." "I see him.. maybe he'll go the fuck on and..." It was a State Patrol car headed down the same stretch of parking lot we were in. We made ready to get our Jams, just in case, but we didn't need them. He was simply patrolling, so we relaxed. "Adds a little excitement, doesn't it?" asked Ralphy. "Yeah.. so do you," said Ricky. "Uh, actually you add a lot of excitement. "Heheh.." I ran my hands through his hair and kissed him. "I love looking at you. I could look at you all day like that, and maybe I will when we get to the beach," I said. "I'll let you, too. You know I will." Gosh, I had already spent an hour or so looking at that gorgeous body, and I had to strain myself to pull away. But I wanted to give Ricky a good once over too, now. Ricky and Ralph traded places. As with Ralph, I started with Ricky's dick. It was a little limp at the moment as I took it in my hand. It was warm though, real warm so it was possible that it was about half hard. "It is," he informed me. "I am trying to force it to drop so you can wiggle it around a little bit if you want.." "Gee, thanks," I said as Ralph dropped to his knees to look at Ricky's ass. I looked at his piss slit closely. He assumed the same position Ralph had, hands on top of his head, so I could see every inch of this boy that was about to be a man. "You know, Ricky," I said, "I wanna tell you something." "What's that?" "You are so damned mature man, I'd swear you are TOO fucken mature.." "What do you mean?" "Well, you don't do shit like most sixteen year olds I've known. You do it better." "Well, gee.. thanks.. that's not the first time someone's told me I seemed so 'adult'.. maybe I'm just used to shit, I dunno..." "Who else told you that, if it's not to personal?" "Hell man, NOTHING is too personal, dude! It was my.. my dad. He said that once when the mower was out of gas and I made a trip to get some at the station without being ASKED to.. I remember it well." Fuck. His dad. He keeps remembering shit about his dad, I thought. What next, tears? Was I fucking with his emotional strings? No tears; a smile. He was still happy. I was afraid if I kept asking questions, I was going to eventually ask "the taboo", and hit a bad chord. Still, he kept saying I could ask him anything. So I would. I had just said that he was mature, and he was. Fucking mature. Ralph burst into laughter. "What is it man?" I said. "What's so funny?" "Shit man, I just remembered.. there was this one time, in seventh grade.. ahahhahahh.. I made this fuckin' clay dick, man.. it was hilarious!" Ricky dropped his eyebrows, for a moment, had a serious expression on his face. "Carol Brunner's class?" he asked. "Yeah..." "I WAS THERE TOO!" "You... yeah! You were!" "Yeah, man, I kinda.. think I remember that fuckin' thing.. and that was the year I drew a picture of a cock and balls with a charcoal pencil. Folded that son-of-a-bitch up and carried it home. It looked good, I was nearly psyched into framing it and hanging it on the wall," Ricky said as I rubbed his legs. "Ohh... hot damn, I'm a little hard now," he said as I looked up and noticed it starting to "point" a little.. heh.. "Hell motherfucker," I said, "get that son-of-a-bitch hard, you little queer! You little faggot! You brat!" "Heheheh.. shit! Shit! Shit!" and it started to throb. He had been very receptive indeed to his name-calling. I slid up his leg and played under his arms, which were all sweaty now. He had a little more hair there than Ralph. "Oh, you dude, you feel so good..." I moaned. "Shit, dude, you got me drippin' pre-cum now! Shush!" I kissed him. I did.. a little mouth exploring, I couldn't help it. We were too much alike. I again dropped to my knees and forced him to swing his lower body back and forth as hard and fast as he could. Hell man, he had the whole van shaking, but he was flying! His balls couldn't hit his butt fast enough before they hit it again. God, that smile.. that grin.. I let him turn around now and spread his asscheeks and examined his hole. Ralph was suckin' him off. How Ricky came without moving his body I'll never know. Guess he knew how. I was sure he did. He had the kind of body that would turn anybody on. At least that was MY opinion. Ralph had eaten Ricky's entire wad and was licking his lips and Ricky's piss slit. Then I let Ricky turn around and let me lick where Ralph had just been. Ohh.. the essence.. then I took my hand and felt his pubes as I realized it was now about 11:45 am. "Yeah, yeah," Ricky said as he saw me looking at my watch. "I know.. you could take all day, but you won't.." "Uh-huh.." "Well, anything else ya wanna do to us 'fore we start with yo' ass?" he said. "Yeah.. this..." I said, as I kissed them both long and hard. Damn. Ralph was first, he wasn't tall enough to reach to the top of my head so I lay down in back of the van on my back with my hands on my head so he could do whatever the fuck he wanted. And he did.. a little poke here, a rub there.. his hand went on my pole which I was trying to let go limp.. finally it limped up. But as soon as he moved it around a little, it started to stiffen. "I can't help it," I apologized. "I'm not used to dick-servicing." "That's okay," he said. "This is a blast." He came up and kissed me like crazy. He did inform me that he had to pee. "Go ahead," I said, "pee in my mouth. I'm horny as a motherfucker now, but I can take it." Then Ricky got right beside me at my head level with his mouth open too, saying, "if he can't take it all, give the rest to me." Human urinals. But damn, it made me hard. I did take it all. "Damn," Ricky said, "where's mine?" "Hehehe..." "Just kidding," he said. "I'll get some soon." "You better believe it," I said and kissed him, giving him a little I hadn't swallowed. Ralph fell back onto his knees in a kneeling position between my legs. He ran his hands through my hair. Then he told me to roll over and play dead. I did, and he spread my asscheeks apart, smelled it, took a really deep breath. Then he stuck his finger up there and left it there a minute. "Wow, that felt good!" I said. "Felt good to me, too," he commented. He rubbed my legs; he seemed to be giving me the same treatment I had given him. But soon he let Ricky take over, as we felt a little pushed for time. Ralph had taken about 30 minutes with me, and Ricky and Ralph were going to do a little more exploring when I started driving, but they pretty generally knew what they looked like. Still, you can never know too much, can you? "Damn, that was fun," Ralph said, "but I'm gonna do more in Daytona." "Hell yeah, we all are," Ricky said. "This is just an appetizer, isn't it?" "Oh yeah... this is just the tip of the iceberg," I said. "You just wait. Little shop down there I wanna hit called 'Maui Nix'..." "Is it gay?" asked Ralph. "I wish.. no, it's just a skate and surf shop.." "Ahh.. good... can I... get.." Ralph started. "Can you get what? Go ahead," I said. "Aww, I just wondered if I could get some more trucks for my skateboard.." "Shit," I said, "never be afraid to ask me for anything at ALL. Yes, you can get anything you want. If I could buy you the sun, I would. If I could buy you all the stars in the sky.." "I... I was just afraid.." "NEVER be afraid. NEVER. I swear, I see me in you man. If I were your age now..." Ricky sneered. "I know you do, dude. That's why we can relate to you so well. We see you in us, too. Really." "Thanks. Hell boys, if you even want a new SKATEBOARD.. shit! Ask and ye shall receive." "No, now, I'm satisfied with this ole Vision," Ralph remarked. "I'll pass too," said Ricky. "I'm used to this Hawk.. don't wanna throw a curve ball in there..." "Damn, you look like skaters, man.. look at the front cover and there you are, on a curb somewhere goin' at it.." "Shit man!" said Ricky. "You just paid me the biggest compliment.." "Well, it's all what you mean to me," I remarked. "It really is." "WE are gonna get yo' ass on a fucken bowd yet, lil' boy!" Ralph snapped at me. "Oh?" "Yeah, faggot, yo' ass. Thheeheheh.." "Yeah... you just keep laughing.." I said, straining to get to Ralph as he headed for the front of the van. I got up and went after him. "Wait!" cried Ricky, "I'm not done with you yet!" "Oh.. ok.." "No, seriously I am," he said. "It's like about twenty after twelve now, isn't it?" I looked at my watch. 12:20 and 5 seconds. Damn. A walking clock. I wasn't about to tell him he was wrong. "Yeah, it is," I said, hooking my wrist. I was accustomed to doing it absent-mindedly, and I'll be damned if Ricky hadn't hooked his at the same time. I laughed. "What?" he said. "Nothing." "Come on... what?" "Hook your wrist again, Ricky..." "I didn't...." "Yeah, you did too.. I liked it.." "What... this?" and he hooked it again. "Yes, that. You look so cool. You should be Joe Cool..." "Yeahhh.. right... whatever.." I started the van and we were on our way. Everyone slid on shirts, Jams and shoes... we were going to get some lunch soon. We had been at that rest stop for about three and a half hours! But we loved it. Still, we wanted more.. but we'd have to wait for Daytona... Ralph sat in Ricky's lap, to my right. Ricky wouldn't let his hands rest, they were all over Ralph's body. Now he had them on Ralph's tummy, Ralph's cute little brown tummy. He slid them around and gave Ralph goosebumps. "Ooooo, I love youuuu," Ricky said. "You got goosebumps.. heh heh.." "Yeah, you're givin' 'em to me, dude.." "I know.. heh.. jus' like this hardon you're givin' me.." "You're not hard again are you?" "Oh, yes I am!" I swerved the van on the interstate, nearly hit a tow truck in the other lane. "Jas, you okay?" asked Ricky. "Yeah, yeah... I'm fine," I said, speeding up to 65 miles an hour as opposed to 55. "Jas, Jas... this is still a 55 zone," Ricky informed me, smiling. "Oh," I said, casually, slowing down to 55 again. "Not getting you stirred up over there, am I?" Ricky inquired. "Uh, not too bad, no..." "Are you SURE about that?" "Yeah.." "Well, howcum you got a boner in dem britches then?" "It's a long story..." "Now, wait a second, it's not any longer than mine!" "Heh.. yeah.. I know.. heh.." Ricky and Ralph got in the seat behind me. I locked on the cruise control and Ricky massaged my temples. "It just bewilders me," I said, "how often you cute little boys can let your dicks expand..." "Every chance we get," Ralph said. "Yeah, I suppose you're hard too," I said. "Well... as a matter of fact it is sort of comin' around... heh.. getting some senses about it.." This was too much. But I wouldn't have it any other way. I pulled the van into a Red Lobster. We were ready for some seafood, and we were going to have some. "I know I'm a shrimp," Ralph commented, "but you don't have to rub it in, heheh.." "Now, wait a minute.. I never said that," I said. "I know, I'm just joshing.." he said. There was no line. We got waited on almost immediately. NON-SMOKING section of course.