Date: Fri, 26 May 2000 14:05:50 CDT
From: K Ration <micrometer69@hotmail.com>
Subject: Family Friends - Chapter 45

I'm really sorry for the lengthy delay in getting this chapter to you. The
past month has been so full of work and illness that I just couldn't keep
up.

This chapter introduces the younger boy, Ronnie, to a brief sexual
encounter with Uncle John.  While those contacts are born of the love which
is developing between the two, some readers may not appreciate the
adult/youth sex. If you are in this group, feel free to skip this chapter.
It shouldn't effect your grasp of the continuing story line which is about
to end anyway.

Remember, this is total fantasy, contains boy/boy and man/boy sex,
shouldn't be read if to do so is illegal where you live, and shouldn't be
tried at home.

All that said, enjoy....

Family Friends
Chapter  Forty-five
And two become three

John and Jack returned home and got ready for bed. Then they sat together
in John's chair wearing only their bathrobes. Jack wanted to talk, and John
let him. Jack explained how he had enjoyed having Ronnie over, and had even
enjoyed sharing him with John. He told John Ronnie's story of not having a
dad and how he was beginning to feel really close to him.

"You know, Uncle John, it's neat having Jackie as a sister, and Judy and
Jessie are almost like sisters, but it's fun having a guy around. It's
almost like having a younger brother. Thanks for making him feel good this
weekend."

"Thank you for bringing him and being able to share. Ronnie's really cute
and a nice boy. I really took a liking to him right away. It's too bad
about his dad, though. I wonder if there's anything I can do."

"Just love him like you did this weekend, Uncle John. He's never had that
from a man before."

They sat quietly for a while, Jack nestled against John's chest, his hand
toying with the hair he found there. Then Jack said quietly, "We really had
a lot of fun in there, Uncle John. Thanks for being so understanding. I
felt bad sometimes about leaving you all alone and not letting you share
with us. I hope you don't feel bad."

"No, Jack, I don't feel bad. You and I have something special and I'm not
comfortable bringing Ronnie into that side of our relationship. You'll have
to be careful not to say too much to him about us. I did wonder at times
though, if you were making all that noise just to tease me."

"Well, yeah," Jack said giggling. "The first night I did, after I saw your
hardon when I came out to get the cokes. But Saturday night? It was like
Ronnie either had decided you couldn't hear us or he didn't care. I was
really surprised. He's got a cute little dick, doesn't he?"

"Yeah, I think it's cute. But that's probably because it's so much like
yours, just a little smaller and with no hair. Kind of like you were when
we first met, huh."

"Yeah," Jack responded dreamily, placing his hand on the erection that had
sprung up and pushing down on it.

"Wanna tell me what you guys did? Or would you rather keep it to yourself?"

"No, sure. I mean it's no secret as far as I'm concerned. Of course I
wouldn't tell Ronnie that I told you all this. That first night we did it
twice, we were both so horny.  The first time we played with each other til
we came, then right after that I kissed his penis, real quick like, just to
see how he'd react. He thought it was cool and asked me to do it again. He
even offered to kiss mine. So I gave him a blow job. Since he doesn't spurt
any stuff yet, I let him cum in my mouth. Then he sucked on my dick until I
was almost there and then pumped me until I came on his chest.  Saturday
morning we beat each other off in the shower, and Saturday night we beat
off together just watching each other. It was really neat watching him do
it."

As Jack had related this story, he and John had gotten fully erect. Jack
pushed down on his again, and John raised up a little, pressing his hardon
against Jack's bottom. A couple of minutes later, John slipped his hand
into Jack's robe and grasped the boy's penis gently.  They sat there
quietly like that for a few minutes, John squeezing on Jack's penis once in
awhile, enjoying the feel of it.  Jack was also enjoying the feel of John's
hand on his erection.

"Do you want me to finish you off before you go to bed Jack?" he asked.

"No, that's OK Uncle John, I'm falling asleep here. It sure feels good
though."

With that, John stood up and carried Jack to his bed. He sat the boy down
and removed his robe even as Jack nodded off to sleep. Then John carefully
laid the boy back on the bed, gazing lovingly at his face. God, I love this
boy like a son, he thought. Then he glanced down at Jack's penis which was
already limp and the soft curly hairs that formed a sparse coating around
the base of his penis. His nuts, though, were still hairless. John drew the
covers up to Jack's chin and went to bed in his own room.


The next morning Jack asked John if Ronnie could spend the next weekend
with them. John immediately said yes, and Jack rushed to the phone to call
his friend.  Ronnie was so excited he almost dropped the phone. Of course,
he would have to wait for his mother to get home from work to ask her, but
he was already planning his wardrobe.

That week John took Jack shopping. Jack had said he wanted new swim trunks,
speedo's like Ronnie's. So while Jack was looking at swim wear, John
searched around until he found shower wraps for boys.  He had been thinking
of Ronnie's comment Saturday night and had decided the boys would both look
cute in them. He kept his purchase a secret from Jack, though, wanting to
surprise them both. When he got back to the swim wear section, Jack had
three pair picked out to try on and asked John to go into the changing area
with him. John searched out the salesclerk to get her approval, explaining
that the boy didn't want to have to come out into the store area to model
for him. The young lady smiled in understanding and gave her approval.

John waited in the common area as Jack went into one of the cubicles to try
on the first pair.  When Jack came out in the first pair of trunks, John
felt himself getting hard. The boy's tanned body really looked good in the
skimpy swim suit, and his "equipment" was clearly evident. John's breathing
picked up a little as he watched the boy's butt disappear into the dressing
room. The second suit just added to john's excitement, and by the time Jack
had modeled it for him, he and Jack were both turned on. The third suit was
the winner. Jack first stuck his head out the door to insure no one had
joined John in the common area, and when he stepped into the room, John
understood why. Jack's three and a half inch erection was straining at the
material of the speedo's. He had arranged it so that it stuck straight out
rather than lying against his stomach or curling down around his balls.

Seeing the look in John's eyes and the flush in his cheeks, Jack walked
over to him and brushed his crotch against John's hand where it lay on the
arm of the chair. Taking the hint, John turned his hand over and quickly
tickled Jack's nuts and squeezed his penis. Then he shoved him away towards
the dressing room. Jack looked back over his shoulder and grinned as he
walked away, but when he got to the door of the dressing room, he turned to
face John and grabbed his crotch, rubbing his hand against the end of his
prick in a way meant to tease John.

A moment after entering the room, Jack called softly, "Could you come here
for a minute Uncle John?"

John walked over and opened the door a crack. Sitting there on the bench,
totally naked, was Jack, his hand wrapped around his penis, a huge grin on
his face.

John blushed with excitement and grinned at the boy's mischievous behavior.
"Cut that out and get dressed before someone catches you," he
whispered. Then he shut the door and went back to his chair, just as the
sales lady came in to see if they had chosen a suit.

They selected a solid color one for the sole reason that it showed off
Jack's penis and balls the best. John enjoyed looking and Jack enjoyed
showing off. When Jack asked about the bag John had with him, he simply
said he had bought himself some new underwear.


Ronnie could hardly contain his excitement. His mom had given her
permission for him to spend the weekend with Jack and John, and that was
all he could think about for the next four days.  Each night he would beat
off thinking of what he and Jack would do with each other. The memories of
Jack's hard penis and thin pubic hair were vivid in his mind, as were the
thoughts of how it had felt in his hand and mouth. He always wore pj's at
home, but he was glad he and Jack didn't wear any at John's house. It was
fun sleeping naked, and he had finally admitted to himself that it was fun
being naked outside, too, and in the pool.

He spent the entire week naked during the day while his mother was at work.
At his age, he could take care of himself, and he had plenty of model
airplanes to work on to keep himself busy. His mother also had a list of
chores that he had to keep up with if he wanted to have the weekend off.
Just as he had told Jack, he really preferred not to wear clothes, and
often wondered what it would be like to be a nudist. He had heard of places
where none of the people wore clothes, but he could only imagine what it
would be like. Being naked with Jack and John had been fun, once he got
used to it, and he wondered if they would go skinny dipping again.  All
week long, he hoped for good weather.

The only problem he had with being naked at home was the frequent erections
he got. They happened often enough when he was dressed, but they seemed
even more frequent when he ran around the house naked. He spent a lot of
time masturbating that week.  Sometimes he'd fill the tub with warm water
and pretend he was beating off in the swimming pool.  Other times he'd lay
down or squat down on the bathroom floor in front of the full length mirror
and look at himself as he beat off, pretending that he was watching Jack
and that Jack was watching him. That had been really cool, too. At one
point he even tried to curl around enough to suck his penis, but it was way
too short for that. That was one thing he especially wanted to try again
with Jack, and he felt sure Jack would be willing. After all, Jack had
started it the first time.

To Ronnie, it seemed like Friday afternoon would never come. His mom had
invited John and Jack to plan on staying for dinner, so it had been
Ronnie's job to set the table. Mary was just setting the food out when the
doorbell rang. She watched as Ronnie rushed to answer the door, and felt
her heart skip a beat as her son jumped into this man's arms and hugged him
long and hard. When John finally looked her way, she saw a look she had
never seen on a man before, a look of love for her son, and, she thought, a
tear trickling down his cheek.  She had to look away for a moment as John
set Ronnie back on his feet and awkwardly approached her to say hello.
Jack had just stood quietly in the doorway, waiting for John to move
further into the house, smiling up at Ronnie's face on John's shoulder.

As they ate dinner, the boys kept up a constant chatter between them,
frequently drawing the adults into their conversation. When dinner was
over, John offered to help with the dishes, and when Mary accepted, he sent
the boys scampering off to Ronnie's room to get his gear packed.  Of
course, Ronnie had been ready for two days, having decided to take only the
minimum necessary to prevent his mom from wondering why he wasn't taking
anything at all. The boys were coming towards the kitchen when they heard
John say something that made them stop to listen.

"Mary, I wouldn't want to do anything that would infringe on the
relationship between you and Ronnie. After all, you are his mother, and I'm
really just a stranger, almost."

"You aren't a stranger, John. Strange maybe, but not a stranger."

"What do you mean, strange?"

"Well, you obviously have developed very strong feelings for Ronnie in just
one three day weekend. The love I saw on your face when he hugged you was
something I've never seen before. I mean, it was just so obvious. That's
strange. You just don't see that between a man and a boy now days. Now
don't get me wrong," she went on hurriedly. "It's a good kind of strange,
and I'm thankful for it. Ronnie's never had a dad, you know."

"Yeah, he told Jack, and Jack shared it with me. And I realize I could
never be his dad. But if it's alright with you, I'd like to be the next
best thing, maybe a big brother or an uncle or something.  I've never been
in the Big Brother program, so I don't really know what it's all about. But
I do love Ronnie and would like to spend time with him as long as it
doesn't invade your relationship or the time you want to spend with him."

"I appreciate that, John. And I certainly wouldn't let you have him often
enough to do any of that.  But if he wants to spend a weekend with you once
in a while, that would be OK."

Mary paused, thinking. After a moment of silence, she said, "You know, I
have this business convention that my boss has been pressuring me to sign
up for. I've resisted up to now because I didn't know what I would do with
Ronnie. It would be a two week trip, plus maybe a little vacation
time. It's late next month. Would it be an imposition to ask you to look
after him?"

She knew the answer even before John could speak. As a tear leaked down his
cheek, he said, "I'm honored that you feel comfortable enough to ask
me. I'd love to have him."

In the next room, Jack comforted Ronnie as his young friend began to
sniffle. Then Ronnie bolted back to his bedroom. When Jack caught up to him
the boy was lying face down on his bed crying his heart out. Jack sat down
next to him and began rubbing his back.

"What's the matter, Ron?" Jack asked in a whisper.

It took a moment for Ronnie to collect himself enough to answer.

"I'm just so happy. Did you hear what my mom said? About him loving me, I
mean?"

Jack chuckled softly. "Yeah, but it isn't news to me. I saw that look last
weekend. And I saw it on your face tonight when you were hugging him."

Sitting up on the edge of the bed, Ronnie blushed and bent his head towards
the floor.

"And it doesn't bother you? I mean, I wouldn't want to come between you and
Uncle John. I was afraid you'd hate me."

"Ronnie!" Jack said, almost sternly. "John has more love in one arm than
most men I know have in their whole body! I told you last weekend that he
had enough love to share, and sharing it with you makes you more like a
brother than ever. After you left, I told Uncle John you were like a
brother to me, and it's neat thinking of you as a younger brother."

When Jack said that, Ronnie looked up at him in awe and then lunged at him
giving him a big hug.  Then they went out to the kitchen to see if John was
ready to leave.

When they got in the car, the boys surprised John by climbing in the front
seat as soon as he had unlocked the doors. He wasn't sure if it was on
purpose, and he didn't really care, but Ronnie sat in the middle as close
to John as he could get. John's natural instinct was to put his arm around
the boy's shoulders and drive with his left hand. Once in a while he would
rub the back of Jack's neck, also, which was the only part of him he could
reach.

As soon as they got home, Jack took Ronnie to his room to unpack. When he
opened his friend's overnight bag and saw it was practically empty, he
looked up in mock surprise.

"What have we here?" he asked with a grin. "A practically empty sack."

Ronnie blushed shyly as Jack started to lift things from the bag.

"Let's see, one pair of undershorts, one shirt, one pair of shorts, one
pair of socks, both white, and one, very skimpy speedo swim suit. Not
planning to stay long? I thought you were going to stay at least two days."
he said jokingly. "No toothbrush? No clothes to speak of?"

"Oh shoot!" Ronnie said. "I forgot my toothbrush. Besides that, what more
do I need? If the weather's good I probably won't wear anything but my swim
suit." Then with a shy grin and a blush, he added, "And maybe I won't wear
that enough to get it dirty."

Jack gave him a big grin and said, "Oh really!? Getting bold in our young
age, huh? And don't worry about your toothbrush. Uncle John has extras, new
ones, in the drawer in our bathroom.  Wanna take a shower?"

Ronnie immediately began pulling his shirt over his head. "Sure, why not?"

By the time the boys were naked, they were each sprouting hardons. Just the
anticipation of seeing each other naked had been enough. As Jack stooped to
grab the fresh towel from under the bed, Ronnie walked around to his
side. Jack stood up and slipped the towel under the covers as Ronnie stood
looking at his erection. Then as Jack looked down, Ronnie reached out
slowly and wrapped his fingers around his friend's penis and squeezed
gently.

"I've been thinking about all the things we did last weekend all week, but
I still forgot how neat your dick feels," Ronnie said quietly. "It's real
warm and soft, and I can feel it throbbing. You know, I'm glad we're both
circumcised. Those guys in gym with the skin hanging down over the end look
yucky."

Reaching out to stroke his fingers along the sides of Ronnie's penis, Jack
said, "Yeah, me too. I don't know why they don't have that extra skin cut
off."

The boys continued to stroke each other gently as their breathing became
labored and raspy, their eyes following their hands on each other's
pricks. After a few minutes of this, as he felt his cum boiling in his ball
sac, Jack said, "we'd better get to the shower before I make a mess that'll
be hard to clean up."

"Should we wait for our hardons to go down? In case Uncle John sees us?"

"We can if you want to, but do you really care? I don't think he does."

Hesitating only a moment, Ronnie said, "No, I guess I don't care. In fact,
it might even be fun if he does see us."

Sure enough , John heard the boys' bedroom door open and was looking up
from his book towards the door when the boys walked down the hall and into
the bathroom.  He couldn't see a lot in the little time it took them to
turn on the light and shut the door, but what he saw was pleasing to
him. The mere fact that they weren't embarrassed to be seen was pleasing.

After Jack had adjusted the water in the shower to a comfortable
temperature, the boys climbed in and shut the door. They turned to face
each other and took turns soaping each other's cock and balls. Then with
soapy hands, they proceeded to rub and stroke each other until their knees
were shaking with excitement and tension. Then, without a word, Jack turned
Ronnie toward the shower and rinsed his penis thoroughly. Before Ronnie
could ask him what he was doing, Jack knelt before him and sucked his penis
into his mouth. Ronnie was surprised by the suddenness of Jack's
actions. He had forgotten how wonderful it felt to have his penis in Jack's
mouth. All of a sudden, he felt his climax surging up from his ball
sac. Without thinking, he fairly shouted, "Oh WOW, Jack, I'm cuming!"

He didn't have time to think about John seated right across the hall before
Jack grabbed his asscheeks to keep him from pulling away and sucked
harder. Ronnie's dry orgasm hit him harder than he had ever felt it before
and left Jack wishing his friend could make cum already. Jack didn't have
any trouble keeping up with Ronnie's orgasm. After all, he thought, at
least Ronnie doesn't cum in buckets like Rex and Rusty.

It was a good thing Jack had wrapped his arms around Ronnie and grabbed his
cute little buns. If he hadn't, Ronnie would probably have fallen down.

"Gosh! I don't believe it!" he said out loud. "That felt great!"

"You might want to keep your voice down, little brother, unless you want
Uncle John to hear you."

Ronnie blushed a deep crimson as his hand flew to his mouth.

"Gosh, I forgot he was out there. I wonder if he heard me."

"I don't think so, but take it from me, he won't think anything about it if
he did hear you."

About that time, Ronnie grabbed Jack's penis which was still throbbing in
front of him. Then pulling on it gently, he sat on the back of the tub and
began stroking it seriously. He watched Jack's face and was ready when Jack
began to shoot his spunk in long thin streams. Most of it landed on
Ronnie's chest and ran down his stomach to his penis and balls. He
continued to stroke Jack's penis until Jack stepped back to rest, then he
took the hand he had been using, which was already covered with Jack's cum,
and scooped up some more from around his nuts. Then he licked his finger
and hand clean.

"Yours tastes kind of strong," Ronnie said, "but it isn't bad."

As the boys grabbed washcloths and finished their shower, taking turns
washing each other's back and groin, John sat playing with the erection
that had begun when he glimpsed the boys entering the bathroom and which
had become complete as he heard Ronnie's exclamation.  Well, I guess the
boys aren't going to waste any time picking up where they left off last
weekend, he thought to himself. When he heard the water stop running in the
shower, he got up and went to the kitchen to fix them all a soda. He didn't
want to have a hardon when the boys came out to watch TV with him.

When the boys came into the TV room, Ronnie was the first to climb into
John's lap. He immediately squeezed his small frame against the left arm of
the chair to make room for Jack who crawled up right after him. The three
of them sat there and watched a video John had selected from his vast
inventory, the boys in their underwear and John in his lounging
shorts. John was ecstatic. He felt like he had two sons sitting with him,
and he hugged them frequently throughout the movie, as much to reassure
himself that he wasn't dreaming as to convey his love to the boys.

Ronnie just felt warm all over. In barely a week's time, actually just in
three days together, he had acquired a brother and a father. Well, not for
real, maybe, but almost real.  It felt real anyway. He knew he couldn't
call Uncle John Dad, but that didn't affect the way he felt about him. He
laid his head back against John's chest, just below his shoulder and
grasped his arm with his hands. Once in awhile he would turn his head
slightly to smile at Jack. Jack would usually smile back and rub his thigh
in friendship.

By the time the movie was over, Ronnie had fallen asleep. Jack eased
himself from the chair and rewound the movie while John carried Ronnie to
bed. As he stood and turned the boy to face him so he would be easier to
carry, Ronnie slipped his arms around John's neck and sighed, a pleasant
smile on his lips. He had just laid the boy in bed when Jack walked into
the room.

"Do you guys sleep in your undershorts, or naked?" John asked in a whisper.

"I usually sleep naked. I'm not sure what Ronnie does at home, but I think
he'd like to be naked here."

At that response, John lifted the boy's hips and legs off the bed slightly
so Jack could slip off his underwear. They both gazed at Ronnie's miniature
limp penis before Jack slipped out of his shorts and climbed into bed and
pulled up the covers.

"Good night, Uncle John. I love you."

"I love you, too, Jack."

"I love you both," Ronnie added sleepily.

"We thought you were asleep, you little imp," John said, leaning over and
kissing the boy's forehead. "I love you, too."

"I know, Uncle John. We heard you and mom talking." And he reached up and
gave John a big hug. Then John walked to the other side of the bed and gave
Jack just as big a hug. He wasn't about to let him get the impression that
Ronnie had somehow come between them.


The next morning, John met the boys in the kitchen for breakfast. He was
once again wearing his shower wrap, while the boys were in their
underwear. John saw Ronnie eyeing his shower wrap with renewed interest, so
as they were eating their cereal, he went to his room and came back with
two small packages. He handed one to Jack and the other to Ronnie.

"Just a little something I thought you guys might like," he said.

Like any kids their age, the boys ripped the packages open and found boy
size shower wraps.  Jack's was Navy Blue and Ronnie's was Brown. With
expressions of joy, the boys took turns giving John a thank you hug. Then
without further thought, Jack stripped off his underpants and put on the
wrap, his penis on full display as he drew the wrap around his waist from
behind. John and Ronnie just watched, Ronnie with some slight
embarrassment. Then, as Jack twirled around showing off, Ronnie stepped
away from John and slipped his own shorts down and off. John watched as he
drew his shower wrap around his waist. I think the little guy is getting a
hardon, John thought to himself. And sure enough, when Ronnie looked up, he
was blushing. His penis was beginning to make a tent in the wrap as he,
too, twirled around to show off his new garment.

"Can we wear these all day?" Ronnie asked.

"Well, I guess you can if you want to, unless we leave the house, of
course," John answered.

"Can we wear them out at the pool?"

"Sure. But I wouldn't suggest you wear them in the pool."

Ronnie giggled, "Of course not, silly." And then he smiled at John. Giving
him another big hug and a kiss on the cheek, he said, "thanks, Uncle
John. Now we're all dressed the same."

At that, Jack pulled Ronnie by the hand, saying, "Come on let's go watch TV
before Uncle John makes us do the dishes."

John just smiled at the boys as he began cleaning up the few dishes they
had used. They do look awfully cute in those things, he thought, watching
them run from the room.  As he worked in the kitchen, he would occasionally
glance in to the TV room where the boys were lying on their stomachs
watching TV. Once in a while he would catch a glimpse of bare butt cheeks
as they rolled from side to side or raised up to reposition their penises
and nuts for comfort. These glances were fun, but not arousing. Once when
he looked in, he saw Jack pulling his hand from under Ronnie's shower
wrap. What he had been doing was fairly obvious as Ronnie ground his front
against the floor. John turned away just as Ronnie looked over his shoulder
to see if he was watching.

When he was finished in the kitchen, John went out and joined the boys. At
first he sat in his chair, but they nagged him until he finally lay on the
floor between them just as Bugs Bunny and the Roadrunner cartoons came
on. The boys each huddled up close on either side of him, and again he was
in seventh heaven. As they watched the cartoons, Ronnie began to get
restless and by the time they were over, Ronnie was lying on John's back
with his arms around his neck. From here he slid off onto Jack and started
tickling him. John just moved aside as the boys began to roll around
tickling each other. His position was perfect as the boy's shower wraps
flew up in the melee, exposing their butts and crotches. Ronnie kept trying
to push the front of his wrap down, but his crotch was one of Jack's
favorite tickling places.

After several minutes of this, Ronnie was exhausted. He cried "King's X"
for time out and lay there on his back panting for breath. At first John
thought the boy wasn't aware of the fact that his shower wrap was bunched
up around his waist exposing his penis standing straight and erect.
Resting on his elbow, John just stared at it feeling his own erection
beginning. When he saw Ronnie looking at him with a shy grin on his face,
John realized that the boy was very much aware of his erection and the fact
that John was staring at it.

To cover his own excitement, John suddenly reached out and began tickling
Ronnie under the arms. The boy's reaction was natural. He curled up into a
ball and pulled his arms to his chest, his erection almost
forgotten. Almost, but not quite, because John kept reaching down to tickle
his butt cheeks and that little area between his legs under his sac.

Then Jack jumped on John from behind and started tickling him, eventually
pulling him off of Ronnie and onto his back. Ronnie took the opportunity to
enter the fracas and the boys teamed up against him. Once in awhile, Jack
would try to tickle John's crotch which finished off John's erection. When
John finally called time out, Ronnie was sitting on his shower wrap which
had become bunched up on his stomach. John's erection was exposed behind
him and throbbing against his backside. Jack reached between John's legs
and stroked his nuts once or twice just as Ronnie slid backwards, pushing
against John's penis as he did so that as he slipped passed it, his
erection snapped back up against his stomach. As they had when Ronnie had
been in this position, all three of them stared at the exposed member for a
minute before John covered it with his shower wrap.

Not to be left out, and being the more forward of the three anyway, Jack
stood up and said, "Well, I'm not going to let you guys have all the fun,"
and whipped his shower wrap completely off, his own hardon sticking
straight out from his groin for all to see.  Without thinking, John reached
out and stroked his middle finger down the length of it, pushing it towards
the floor and letting it bounce back up. Jack gasped and stepped back,
startled that John had done this in front of Ronnie, and Ronnie gasped at
what he had seen. When John looked at him somewhat embarrassed by his lack
of control, he thought he saw a look of surprise mixed with envy.

Before anything else could happen, though, he jumped up and said, "Anybody
want to go swimming?"

The boys both shouted "Yeah!" and took off for their room, Jack already
naked, and Ronnie pulling his wrap off as he got to the doorway so that
John had a brief glimpse of two nice looking butts going through the door.

John was out at the pool already when the boys finally came outside. He
might have wondered just what they had been doing, if they weren't so
obvious about it. Ronnie had on his old speedo's and Jack was sporting his
new ones. John felt so proud to have these kids feel the way they did about
him.

The three of them swam and rafted, played water games and had raft races,
and generally enjoyed themselves. After about 30 minutes, John insisted
that the boys put on some sunscreen. He didn't want them getting
burned. They each did their arms and legs and then went to John for him to
do their backs. Sitting in a chair at the umbrella table, he first smeared
the lotion over their backs, then had them turn around so he could do their
chests and tummys. He spent as much time as he thought he could get away
with, because he was really enjoying the feel of their smooth skin under
his hands. And as he did their fronts, his eyes kept glancing at the bulge
in their speedo's.  When Jack saw where he was looking, his penis began to
get stiff, and John watched it throb in his new suit until it was fully
erect.  John hadn't noticed that Ronnie, whom he had done first, was
standing to the side watching them. He, too, saw Jack's penis get hard.
This caused his own dick to become erect and he didn't try to hide it as he
walked past John to get to the pool.

The boys hadn't been in the pool very long when Jack said they were
thirsty.  John went in to fix them all some Kool-Aid, and when he got back,
he found them huddled on the seat at the deep end talking quietly. As they
came out to get their drinks, Jack said, "Uncle John. Ronnie wants to know
if we can go skinny dipping."

Ronnie blushed and poked Jack in the arm. "You weren't supposed to tell him
it was my idea!" he said.

"That's OK, Ronnie. It's nothing to be bashful about. If you want to take
your suit off and swim naked, just speak up. That's why I had this privacy
fence built in the first place, so we could be naked if we wanted to."

So as the boys finished their drinks, Jack set the example by stripping out
of his speedo's and hanging them over the back of a chair. With just a
slight hesitation, Ronnie followed suit, noticing that John looked at his
crotch as he slipped off his trunks. It only took a few minutes for Ronnie
to get used to being naked, and then he was in and out of the water, diving
and jumping as before.

"Aren't you going to come skinny dipping with us?" he yelled at John.

John put his book down, stood up and slid his trunks down and off, laying
them on the chair next to Ronnie's and Jack's. He noticed Ronnie looking at
him as he walked to the deep end and prepared to dive in. Well, at least he
isn't bashful about his curiosity, he thought as he dove into the water.

When it was time for lunch, John went inside and came back with their
shower wraps.

"I thought you guys might want to wear these instead of your suits," he
said as he hung them over the backs of chairs. He put his own on and went
in to prepare sandwiches and chips.

The boys soon followed him inside, and he put them to work spreading
mustard on the sandwiches and pouring more Kool-Aid. When lunch was ready,
they took it out and ate at the umbrella table, looking like three Scotsmen
in kilts. They talked and joked, and the boys acted like boys their age,
laughing and punching each other, often excluding John from their antics.
John couldn't remember when he had felt so good. Having the boys here was a
dream come true, and he was a bit afraid of knowing it couldn't last
forever. The boys wanted to go swimming immediately after lunch, but John
made them sit in the shade and rest for 30 minutes.

When 30 minutes was up, he insisted they put on more sunscreen. "After
all," he said, "what you put on this morning will have washed off by now."

As before, they each took care of their arms and legs, discarding their
shower wraps in the process. Then they came over to where John was sitting
to have their backs and chests done. This time was even more exciting for
John because they were naked. Ronnie was first in line, and John was
careful not to touch his privates. He did linger on his back and chest, and
as he got to Ronnie's waist, he asked, "You want to do your bottom, or do
you want me to do it?"

Ronnie blushed a little, and his penis jerked, as he answered in a voice
just barely above a whisper, "Uh...you can do it. Uh... I mean, if you
don't mind."

John let his hand move down across the boy's soft tight cheeks as he spread
lotion over them, kneading them with his fingers in the process. He kept
his other hand on the boy's stomach, just above his groin, to steady him
against the pressure from behind. The proximity of his hand to Ronnie's
penis, the feel of Ronnie's buns in his hand, and the sight of Ronnie's
penis so close to his face all combined to cause his own dick to begin
hardening. He hadn't realized that Ronnie was watching his crotch until the
boy's own penis began to stiffen. Then to avoid Ronnie's embarrassment, he
immediately gave the kid a playful slap on the behind and said, "OK, enough
for you. Next!"

John applied the sunscreen lotion to Jack in the same fashion as he had to
Ronnie, except when he got to Jack's waist, he didn't bother asking. He
simply continued down over the boy's buttcheeks, even slipping his hand
between Jack's legs from behind. He assumed Jack could see his erection
throbbing under his shower wrap, and this was confirmed as Jack's penis
also started to stiffen.  Without thinking of Ronnie standing nearby, he
let the hand on Jack's front continue down his stomach and across his penis
and down his thigh. Then he brought it back up across the boy's nuts and
down the other thigh. Finally, he brought it back up and oiled Jack's
hardon thoroughly, stroking his slick hand up and down the erection a
couple of times.

Finally, he remembered Ronnie and turned to look at him. The poor kid was
standing just a few feet away staring at Jack's hardon. Obviously he had
been watching the whole time, and his own erection was in full view. As
John began to turn red with embarrassment, not knowing how he was going to
explain his actions to the younger boy, Ronnie stepped forward and
presented his hardon to him.

"Do mine, too, Uncle John? Please? Like you did Jack?"

John poured more lotion into the palm of his hand and started on the boy's
thigh, just below his nuts. From there, he moved up and across Ronnie's
little ball sac, cupping it gently and rubbing it softly. Then he proceeded
down to the other thigh and back up again. This time he rubbed his oiled
hand up over Ronnie's hardon slowly, hearing the boy gasp as he did.  He
continued onto Ronnie's stomach and then went back to his prick which he
took in his hand and stroked a few times just as he had Jack. Ronnie's
little penis was throbbing strongly as was his own as John finally forced
himself to quit.

"OK, that's enough, I think," he said, quickly turning to put the lid on
the sunscreen. The boys stood there for just a moment as though uncertain
about something and then ran and jumped in the pool. John sat out a while
to calm down and let his erection subside as the boys swam down to the seat
in the deep end and huddled in soft conversation. I can guess what they're
talking about, he thought. But I wonder if Jack will fill me in on the
details later?

Down at the deep end, Ronnie was grilling Jack with questions.

"Wow, that was neat, wasn't it?"

"Sure was. I always enjoy it when he does that."

"But he didn't ask you if you wanted him to do your butt. How come he asked
me?"

"Well, Ron, a man doesn't normally touch a boy down there. You've heard all
those stories on TV about priests and other guys who abuse little boys. Now
those boys are suing the men for screwing up their lives. Well, John isn't
abusive. He doesn't want to screw up any body's life. So he isn't going to
touch you where your underwear does without your permission, or unless you
ask him to."

"But what he did made me feel so good. You know, not just the touchy feely
good. It made me feel good inside, you know warm and cuddley kind of
good. How could that be abusive?"

"You mean it made you feel good emotionally?"

"Yeah, that's it."

"Well, that's what I meant by John not being abusive. He isn't going to
force himself on you. I'm sure it makes him feel good, too, when he touches
us there. But he only wants to do it if we want him to. He's really just
trying to do things that make us happy or feel good. And the only way he
can be sure of that is if we tell him."

"So how come he touched your penis and nuts without you asking him to?"
Ronnie couldn't help looking down at Jack's groin as he asked this, and
Jack also looked at Ronnie's crotch when he answered.

"I had to ask him the first time, a long time ago. It's a long story, but I
got myself all hot once and wanted somebody else to make me cum like a
couple of my friends had a few times, and Uncle John was available, so I
asked him if he'd do it. I could tell he really enjoyed it, but he only did
it after making sure I really wanted him to. I mean, he actually stopped a
couple of times and asked me if I was sure I wanted him to do it. Anyway,
my sister and I come over to see the girls next door a lot & I always sleep
over here. So we've been together a lot and I just got tired of him asking
if I wanted him to do this or that or of having to ask him to touch me down
there, so I finally just told him that I loved him and I really liked it
when he played with me, and that he could do it any time he wanted to. I
just told him if he started to touch me when I didn't want him to, I'd tell
him to stop. So you see, he already had my permission."

By the time Jack was finished, both boys' erections had returned. Glancing
towards the umbrella table, he saw that John was sitting in the lounge
chair, his shower wrap on the deck beside him.  Since he seemed to be
dozing, Jack reached over and grabbed Ronnie's hardon, stroking it a few
times. Ronnie returned the favor.

"Well, it sure felt good. Actually, watching him rub your butt was kind of
exciting, but when he started to smear lotion all over your dick, I got
really jealous. 'Cause he hadn't done that for me, ya know? And I felt left
out. I was really afraid he wouldn't do it. But I'm glad he did. Maybe we
better stop. I'm going to cum if we don't."

"Me, too. Do you really want to stop?"

"No. But what if Uncle John looks up suddenly and sees us?"

"Well, he's seen me cum before. When he did it and even when I did myself.
So it wouldn't bother me. In fact, it might even be exciting if he were
watching."

Even as his heart began to beat faster with the excitement Jack's hand was
causing by pulling on his cock, Ronnie gasped, "you mean he did it til you
came?!" Ronnie exclaimed. "Doesn't it embarrass you at all that he might
know what we're doing or see us doing it?"

"Yeah, he made me cum. It was so neat! Even better than when me and my
other friends made each other cum, in some ways. So, no, it doesn't
embarrass me. You didn't seem too embarrassed to ask him to play with your
dick with me standing there watching, either.  But I'll quit if you're
afraid."

Ronnie's youthful pride wouldn't let him admit to being afraid, so he
screwed up his courage and kept stroking Jack's penis.

"I'm not afraid. But I'm going to cum! Watch!" he said in a loud whisper.

John just barely heard Ronnie's exclamatory whisper, and just as the boys
were reaching a mutual climax, their heads lowered to watch as Jack's cum
shot out of his dick into the pool water and Ronnie's body jerked in its
dry orgasm, John opened his eyes and looked in their direction. He could
tell immediately what was happening and wished he, too, could see what the
boys were seeing. He felt his dick flutter with excitement, but then closed
his eyes and thought about something else before a hardon could develop.

A few minutes later, John pretended to "wake up," got out of his chair and
jumped into the pool close to where the boys were playing, causing a
tremendous splash and wave.  The three of them spent the rest of the
afternoon frolicking in the pool. About mid-afternoon, John again insisted
that they put on more sunscreen. All of them were getting a little pink,
but the lotion was obviously helping. John watched as Jack and Ronnie did
each other's back and playfully rubbed some on each other's pecker, then
the boys teamed up and did John's back and chest.

Everything started calmly enough, but the longer Ronnie rubbed the lotion
into the hairs on John's chest, the slower his motions became. John
couldn't imagine what the boy was thinking of, but he kept tweaking his
nipples which got stiff as a result. At the same time, Jack was rubbing
lotion into his buns, occasionally letting his fingers slide between his
legs to tickle the bottom of his scrotum.  He watched Ronnie's eyes widen
as his cock became fully erect, Ronnie's own penis throbbing at attention.

"Can I put lotion on it?" Ronnie asked in a whisper?

"Well, I guess turn-about's fair play if you really want to," John
responded.

As Ronnie's oil slick hand slid down and grasped John's erection, the boy
said in a hushed voiced, "Cool!"

John let Ronnie stroke him a few times and then turned and jumped into the
pool, putting an end to any further sexual contact for the moment.

About an hour later, John climbed from the pool and collapsed into the
lounge chair. A few minutes later, Ronnie left the pool and walked over to
John's chair. John waited quietly as Ronnie stood there looking down at him
for a moment, then without saying a word, the boy gently sat on John's lap
and rolled over to lay on his side, his cheek resting on John's chest, his
hip pressing against his penis. In barely two minutes, Ronnie had fallen
asleep.

Jack walked over and laid his towel on the deck next to John's chair,
leaned down and kissed John on the cheek, laid down on his back and went to
sleep. John sat there spellbound, gazing lovingly at the top of Ronnie's
head and the rest of his body, including his penis resting shrunken and
limp in his lap, and at Jack lying there at his side, his chest rising
softly with each breath, his young pubescent penis lying limply against his
leg. He felt a tear of love and joy trace its way down his cheek as he
closed his eyes and fell asleep, rubbing his hand gently up and down across
the small of Ronnie's back.

After dinner they all took showers. Of course, Jack and Ronnie opted to
shower together, where they enjoyed soaping each other's groins with bare
hands, gently pulling on and sliding their hands up and down on each
other's cocks. After awhile, though, Ronnie pushed Jack's hand away from
his dick and said shyly, "Don't make me cum right now, OK?"

"Sure," Jack said, not yet pushing Ronnie's hand off his penis.

"I'll finish you, though, if you want me to," Ronnie said.

The look on Ronnie's face gave him away, and Jack pushed his hand away.

"Are you thinking the same thing I'm thinking?" he asked.

"I dunno," Ronnie said innocently. "What're you thinking?"

"I'm thinking you'd kind of like John to play with you tonight, maybe."

Ronnie was shocked to find that he had been so transparent.

"So? Is that OK? I mean, I won't ask him if you don't want me to."

Jack chuckled as he looked down at this kid who seemed more like a younger
brother every day.

"Of course I don't mind. I told you that before. Besides, I was thinking
the same thing. His hand sure felt good this afternoon, and he hasn't
played with me in a long time.  Since before last weekend as a matter of
fact. Do you want to do it alone?"

"Well, not really. I was sort of hoping you'd be there, too, so I'd have
the courage to ask him.  Maybe you could ask him for me."

"OK, I'll be there. I think it'd be neat. It was fun watching him put
lotion on your dick this afternoon. But I can't ask him for you. It's like
I said this afternoon, he won't do anything without your permission or
unless you ask him yourself. But if we ask him together, he might say no."

"If he does, we can always do it to each other when we go to bed. But what
if I lose my nerve? I really want him to play with me because of the way it
made me feel this afternoon, but I'm afraid I won't be able to ask him." By
this time, Ronnie seemed on the verge of tears.

"Hey, little brother, don't get up tight," Jack said, giving his friend a
pat on the shoulder. "If you can't ask him out loud, try putting his hand
in your lap, you know, right on your dick. That ought to be the same as
asking. Now let's get out of here and get dried off. You want to wear my
robe or your shower wrap?"

"I'm gonna wear my wrap, 'cause John gave it to me."

The boys quickly dried themselves and slipped into their robe and wrap and
were sitting on the floor in front of John's chair when he came out from
his shower wearing his shower wrap. At Jack's suggestion, they all agreed
to play some games. Agreeing on which games to play was more difficult,
with each of them pretending to have his own favorites and making fun of
each other's. Eventually they decided on a couple of card games and a board
game or two that didn't take too long to play.

As they played, they moved around to different sitting or prone positions
for comfort. Clad as they were in shower wraps and robe, their crotches
were frequently in plain view of one another.  Of course, they had just
spent the entire day together naked at the pool, so no one was shy about
it, but the mere fact that they weren't naked added a degree of eroticism
to the situation, like getting a peek at something that wasn't supposed to
be seen. And so from time to time, they each experienced their penis
getting hard, or at least semi-erect. If someone happened to see another in
this state, it usually meant that the viewer got a boner as well.

This happened frequently when one of them would be lying on his stomach
while the others were sitting cross legged. The view was better from a
prone position, and the viewer's own penis was hidden from view, so an
erection could occur unnoticed and unabated. The boys probably had the most
numerous erections, but John was not totally unaffected. He certainly
enjoyed the views as much as the boys did, whether they were hard or soft.

At one point, Ronnie was lying on his stomach while John and Jack sat cross
legged. Jack noticed that Ronnie was rocking back and forth and guessed
correctly that he had a hardon and was rubbing it against the floor. So
when Jack's penis got hard, he laid down on his stomach next to
Ronnie. They were playing a board game, so it didn't really matter how
close they were to each other. The next time it was Ronnie's turn to roll
the dice, Jack reached over and slipped his hand under his friend's shower
wrap and stroked his buns. Ronnie giggled and wriggled under Jack's hand
while John just sat there and watched, feeling his dick harden again.  Jack
and Ronnie could easily watch it grow from their reclining positions.

When it was Jack's turn to play, Ronnie slipped his hand under Jack, palm
up, and grabbed his prick, squeezing it gently. It was already hard and
felt so good in his hand. But it was really uncomfortable having to twist
his arm around so his palm was up. Then when it was John's turn, Jack again
reached under Ronnie's shower wrap, but this time, instead of playing with
his butt, he shoved his hand down between his friend's legs and tickled his
little hairless ball sac. Again Ronnie giggled, but John saw him spread his
legs a little and lift his hips a little to let Jack get at his cock. By
now, John's penis was throbbing under his shower wrap, but the boys could
plainly see it from where they lay. The view just added to their own
excitement.

Jack kept playing with Ronnie while Ron took his turn, and when Ronnie had
to raise up to move his piece around the board, Jack took advantage of the
opportunity to wrap his hand around the younger boy's penis and stroke it
up and down a couple of times. Watching, John's dick kept throbbing, and
Ronnie squealed in mock embarrassment. Actually, he was really getting into
this semi-open display of erotic enjoyment. And when it was Jack's turn,
Ronnie rolled over on his back with his knees drawn up and his feet flat on
the floor so he could slide his hand more comfortably under Jack and play
with him. As he raised his knees, the shower wrap slid down to his waist,
fully exposing his erection to John's view. God! That is so cute, John
thought to himself, pressing down on his own erection to relieve the
tension.

When Jack was finished with his turn, he looked over at Ronnie and saw his
hardon sticking up for all to see.

"Ronnie!" he exclaimed in a sarcastic voice. "Have you no modesty at all?
Your boner's sticking out where we can all see it."

Ronnie's reply was clear evidence of how turned on he was and how
comfortable he felt with these two friends.

"So? You've seen it plenty of times already, and Uncle John saw it this
afternoon." He made no attempt to cover himself, but just laid there
enjoying their stares.

Not to be out done, Jack rolled over and let his robe fall open in the
process. "Well, if you can do it, so can I!"

John sat there looking at the two most gorgeous young penises he knew he
had ever seen. Of course he had seen plenty by now at the Ponderosa, but
these were the only two he had ever seen erect. His cock began to ache.

Tilting his head back to look at John, Ronnie asked, "Which do you like
better, Uncle John, mine or Jack's?"

"I don't have a favorite, Ronnie," he said. "You guys have the cutest
penises I've ever seen. I like them both equally. Are we finished with this
game?"

Ronnie rolled over and slipped off his shower wrap. Then sitting up naked
and pressing down on his erection as he did so, he answered, "Yeah, if it's
OK with you guys.  I've kinda lost interest."

John and Jack looked quickly at each other as Ronnie sat there naked with
his hardon still beating softly in his lap. Then they all started putting
the game away. As they did so, Jack slipped out of his robe so that he,
too, was naked, his erection bouncing up and down at his lap. John decided
to leave his shower wrap on. As John was putting the games back in the
closet, Jack turned on the TV. The boys were standing by John's chair when
he returned, expectant looks on their faces, their penises having softened
noticeably. Remembering the night not so long ago when Jack had sat in his
lap naked and the joy he had felt, his heart beat even stronger with the
love and affection he felt for these two youngsters. As soon as he sat
down, holding his arms out to his side in a "come to me" gesture, the boys
joined him. He raised the foot rest of his chair to help support them as
the boys settled themselves in his lap and the news came on the TV.

Fifteen minutes into the news, John glanced down at the little boy cocks in
his lap and saw that Ronnie's was stiff as a board and throbbing. Jack's
wasn't hard until John nudged him with his hand and nodded towards
Ronnie. As soon as Jack saw Ronnie's hardon, he started to get one of his
own. As the two of them were looking at Ronnie's erection, he slipped his
hand onto his cock and pressed down on it. John figured this was just a
natural reaction that the boy had done without thinking about it. Jack, on
the other hand, figured Ron had probably done it on purpose, for Jack knew
his friend's ultimate objective.

A few minutes later, Ronnie laid his head back against John's shoulder,
took John's hand in his and laid it on his erection. When John didn't
respond, Ronnie pushed John's hand against his hardon as a hint. When John
still didn't respond, the boy finally got the courage to turn his face
towards John's ear and whisper, "Play with it like you did this afternoon,
Uncle John, please?"

Squeezing the boy's penis gently, John whispered back, " Are you sure,
Ronnie?"

"Oh yes!" Ronnie said with a sigh. "It made me feel so good inside."

"You don't mind Jack being here?"

"No. I told him I wanted you to do this, and he told me I had to ask you."

Jack had pretended not to be listening to their whispered conversation, but
he was sitting so close he couldn't help but hear it. His own penis was
throbbing in his lap as he watched John's fingers gently stroking Ronnie's
testicles and penis. Knowing what Ronnie was feeling, he could almost feel
it himself. He toyed with his hardon slowly as he watched John from the
corner of his eye. He could tell that Ronnie looked at him once in awhile,
but he pretended that he didn't.

John was filled with love for these two boys as he slowly stroked one and
watched the other. He let his finger tips circle Ronnie's small sac and
then drew them gently up over the sac and along the shaft of his
erection. When he got to the tip, he would sometimes grasp it lightly and
twist the little penis back and forth. Other times, he would let his
fingers slip off the head and simply start over on the boy's nuts. He was
in no hurry to make Ronnie cum, for he was enjoying the feel of this little
boy cock too much. For his part, Ronnie was delirious with the sensations
John was creating in him. Although his breathing remained fairly steady,
his cock throbbed incessantly. He tried to watch TV, but frequently would
glance down at the hand on his dick, or over at Jack playing with
himself. Once or twice he even looked up at John who would smile down at
him with a look of love.

After about thirty minutes, Ronnie could take no more. He began humping
John's hand, indicating that he wanted to cum. John made a tent of his
fingers over the length of the boy's penis, grasped the shaft lightly just
below the glans, and began masturbating him. Soon Ronnie began to tremble
and moan softly. His left hand gripped John's thigh and his right hand the
arm of the chair as he felt his climax approaching. Jack sensed what was
coming and stopped playing with himself, staring at his friend sitting so
close to him. As Ronnie's body lifted involuntarily from John's lap, his
legs jerked spasmodically and he groaned as his orgasm washed over him and
his penis quivered against the palm of John's hand. John held the boy's
beautiful tool lovingly in his hand, squeezing it softly as it softened and
became relaxed once again.

When Ronnie finally settled back down in John's lap and his breathing
returned almost to normal, he turned and gave John a kiss on the cheek,
hugging his neck at the same time.

"Thanks, Uncle John," the boy whispered as he laid his head on John's
chest.  "That was really awesome."

Then, John felt a tear drop onto his chest as the boy sniffled and
whispered even more quietly, "I love you."

Jack slide off of John's lap and stuck his face in Ronnie's lap. Gently he
sucked Ronnie's penis into his mouth as he looked up at his friend and
John. Ronnie just kept looking back and forth from John to Jack, a look of
loving amazement on his face.

"Wow," he finally said. "That was so cool. I can't believe how good I feel
all over." And again he turned and gave John a big hug.

John answered, "Your welcome, Ronnie. I love you too," and hugged the boy
to him as though he was afraid of losing him.

Jack sat at their feet watching, a small smile on his face. He wasn't
jealous. He figured he would have a lot more of John's time and attention
than Ronnie, and he could afford to share. Besides, he hadn't cum yet and
knew it wouldn't be long before he had his turn.

When Ronnie finally turned around and sat down, he seemed to notice John's
erection for the first time. John had been trying to hide it, but it had
sprung from between his legs when Ronnie hugged him and was now sticking up
straight and stiff in his lap, covered, but not hidden, by his shower
wrap. Ronnie sat right down on it and then moved to the side, using his
hand to move it out from under his butt.

"Golly you're hard, Uncle John," he said as he squeezed the erection once
before letting go. Then he looked at Jack and said, "So is Jack! Look at
his boner!" he said with a bit of a giggle. "What are you going to do with
that, Jack?" he asked with another giggle.

Jack stood up in front of them with his erection pointing straight at John
and said, "Well, I was kind of hoping you'd let Uncle John take care of it
for me."

"Sure!" Ronnie said, slipping out of John's lap and grasping Jack's penis
briefly. "Can I watch?"  he asked, first looking at Jack and then at John.

"I don't mind if Uncle John doesn't."

"I don't mind, either. What did you have in mind?"

Jack hesitated a moment and then asked softly, "Would you use your mouth?"

Grinning at the boy's apparent and sudden hesitancy, John said boldly, "You
mean you want a blowjob?"

He saw Jack blush with embarrassment at the same time Ronnie's eyes lit up
with excitement.

"You mean you're gonna suck his cock?" Ronnie blurted. "Too cool!"

John stood up with his erection making a tent of his shower wrap and
indicated that Jack should sit in his chair. Then he knelt between Jack's
legs just as Jack had done to Ronnie. With Ronnie standing beside the chair
watching every move, John first reached out and took Jack's hardon in one
hand and his nuts in the other. He rolled Jacks' testicles between his
thumb and fingers gently as he stroked his erection a few times. As Jack
closed his eyes and sank back into the chair, John lowered his head and
sucked the boy's penis into his mouth. It was hard to say which of the boys
sighed the loudest. The effect of watching John suck Jack's penis soon had
Ronnie hard again, and he began playing with himself as John moved his
mouth up and down on Jack's erection.  Once in awhile John would let the
penis slip from his mouth and lick Jack's nuts. Then he would trail his
tongue back up the length of the boy's cock and roll it around the glans
and head before lowering his mouth back to the base where Jack's sparse
pubic hair tickled his nose and lips.

As John felt Jack getting closer to his climax, he backed off, grabbed the
boy by the ankles and gently pulled him down to the floor where he could be
more comfortable. Then lying on the floor between his legs, his own
erection leaking precum into the carpet, John went back to sucking the
boy's cock. Ronnie just stood at the side where he could see good, still
fingering his nuts and cock. Soon, Jack began thrusting his hips at John's
face. Then his body went rigid and he began to moan loudly as the cum shot
from the head of his penis and into John's mouth. John let two spurts
splash against his throat before he let Jack's penis pop from his mouth and
continued to stroke him with his hand. He thought Ronnie might enjoying
seeing Jack's spunk shoot out of his dick and land on his stomach.

Which was true. Ronnie almost came himself as he watched Jack cuming. Then,
without conscious thought, he knelt on the rug next to Jack and joined John
in licking the cum from his friend's chest and stomach. When they were
finished, John noticed that Ronnie was hard again.  But before he could
forget his own rule and offer, Ronnie remembered the rule and asked, "Would
you do that to me?"

John rolled over onto his back and said, "Sure. Come over here and sit on
my chest." As Ronnie sat down with his penis rubbing John's chin, John felt
Jack lift his shower wrap. Then he felt the boy's cool hand wrap itself
around his erection. I'm going to cum in no time at all, John thought to
himself. I wonder if Ronnie's ready for that? And with that thought, he
lifted Ronnie forward so the boy was resting on his knees, his penis
thrusting into John's mouth.  Lying with his head against the hard floor
though, John couldn't move up and down on Ronnie's cock. Pushing the boy
back a bit so his penis slipped from between his lips he said to Ronnie, "I
can't move my head very well, so you're going to have to move your
hips. Just move back and forth so your penis slides in and out of my
mouth."

Ronnie moved forward and John slipped his lips around the boy's
cock. Before too long, Ronnie had a good rhythm going and Jack was matching
his hand strokes on John's erection to Ronnie's thrusting motion. Just as
he saw Ronnie's body stiffen and heard him groan in climax, Jack felt
John's cock swell in his hand. He had really intended to just bring Uncle
John off with his hand, but at the last minute, he placed his lips around
the head of John's long slender cock and let the cum shoot into his
mouth. He kept pumping his hand up and down on John's cock, milking the cum
into his mouth, but there was so much of it, it was soon seeping out from
his lips and running down over his fingers to settle in the hair around the
base of the man's penis.

John almost passed out from the excitement. He had the penis of one young
boy going through a dry orgasm in his mouth as his own cum was shooting
into the mouth of his other boy. When Ronnie's orgasm was finished and John
had licked him some more, he rolled to the side where he immediately saw
Jack holding John's softening penis. He could see John's cum on Jack's
fingers and in John's hair.

"Wow, you made him cum while he was sucking me?" Ronnie said.

"Yeah. It was cool. John cums a lot."

"Did you eat any of it?"

"Yeah, some."

"What's it taste like? Like yours?"

"Well, Uncle John's is a little stronger than mine is, and thicker, too."

Ronnie moved down to John's waist, and leaning over licked some cum from
Jack's fingers. He screwed up his face and said, "Woa! I see what you
mean. I like yours better."

John just grinned to himself. The boys were talking about him as though he
weren't even there.  He wasn't surprised that Ronnie didn't like his
cum. He knew it was really a lot stronger than Jack's and was surprised
that Jack had swallowed any.

"I'm going to bed," he said. And with that he left the room.

"Me, too," Jack said. Then he crawled forward and gave John a big hug.
"Thanks, Uncle John, for making Ronnie so happy. I love you very much."

"Thanks for bringing him over and explaining the rules," John said,
returning the boy's hug in a tight embrace. "I love you, too."

Then they got up and went to their rooms, stopping in the bathrooms long
enough to brush their teeth and get a drink of water.

Late that night a terrific thunderstorm swept through their area with high
winds and heavy rain.  About two in the morning, Ronnie was awakened by a
terrible clap of thunder that almost made him wet the bed. He got up and
went to the bathroom, then with his heart still racing from the ferocity of
the storm, he went into John's room and climbed into his bed.  John awoke
as Ronnie was snuggling tight up against him, his back to John's front.
John wrapped his arm around the kid's body, his hand resting on his chest.
He kissed Ronnie behind the ear as he gave him a firm hug, and the two of
them went back to sleep.

Some time later, Jack woke up having to pee. Noticing that Ronnie was gone,
he went from the bathroom to John's room. John and Ronnie were still lying
like two spoons in a drawer, so Jack climbed in behind John and snuggled up
to him just as he was to Ronnie. Then he went back to sleep.

***************** to be continued *****************
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