Date: Fri, 9 May 2014 11:40:17 -0700 (PDT)
From: Henry Brooks <hankster1430@bellsouth.net>
Subject: Rustic Chivalry Chapter 8

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Rustic Chivalry
Chapter Eight

Robbie's best friend was Timmy Malloy, who lived two doors down from him.
They were born on the same day, and became inseparable friends when Robbie
came to live with his two dads.  They even looked alike; blond hair, blue
eyes, pug noses, same height, etc.  The joke around town was that they were
Siamese twins, joined at the hip, and separated at birth.

They confided their innermost thoughts to each other with the certain
knowledge that their secret yearnings and desires would not be repeated to
anyone in the world, not even their parents.  Timmy was the only other
person outside of Robbie's family, who knew that Red and Bobby were not
just good friends, but lovers.  Robbie described everything they did
together, and Timmy became as anxious to experience the joy, as was Robbie.
But each boy thought that the other was straight, and kept their feelings
private.

A few weeks after Billy Saunders taught them how to masturbate, Robbie took
Timmy to the secret lake in the forest for the very first time.  He felt as
if he might be betraying his fathers' trusts, so he asked their permission
first, which they gladly granted.  They knew full well that their secret
place would remain a secret with Timmy.  Furthermore, they both harbored
the wish that maybe Robbie and Timmy would become a second generation Red
and Bobby.

It happened all right, but not immediately.  The first time down at the
lake, the boys went skinny dipping, of course, but they also practiced
whacking off.  They each came three times that afternoon, and washed
themselves in the lake.  Robbie noted for the first time that his spunk was
thickening.

In subsequent visits to the lake, they began to taste each other's cum with
pleasant results.  Somehow they didn't go further for a few years.  Robbie
had already determined that he was gay, and if Timmy wasn't, Robbie feared
for their friendship, should he make an unwanted move on his best friend.
Timmy harbored the same doubts and fears.

One beautiful summer day at the lake, when they were fifteen, it was Timmy
who wondered out loud what it would feel like if they whacked each other
off.  Robbie did not have to think about it twice.  "Let's try it," he
said, and without further ado, he reached over and took Timmy's fully
mature cock into his palm.

Both boys were now an even six feet tall, and both would grow another inch
before they were done.  Their uncut cocks had reached a hefty four inches
flaccid, and seven and a half inches when they became happy.  Robbie still
jokingly referred to an erect cock as a happy cock.

Timmy was intending to reach over and take Robbie's cock in his hand, but
the pleasure he was experiencing as Robbie stroked him, rendered him unable
to move.  He felt his orgasm approaching, but couldn't even speak to warn
Robbie.  Robbie needed no warning.  He felt Timmy's balls harden and
shrink, and he stroked harder.  Timmy came all over Robbie's face, and his
own stomach and chest.  Robbie continued to stroke until Timmy begged him
to stop.

Robbie bent over Timmy and proceeded to slurp up all his cum from his
torso.  Timmy wiped the cum off Robbie's face and sucked his fingers dry.
"That was mind bogglin'," Timmy whimpered.  "Give me a sec, and I'll do it
to ya."

For months after that, they continued to mutually masturbate each other and
eat their cum.  That was as far as it went.  They never held each other or
thought of kissing.  Robbie was still afraid to do anything overtly
homosexual to his probably straight buddy.  Neither of the boys was
thinking very keenly, or they would have realized that neither of them was
dating girls or seeking their company.  Timmy desired Robbie as much as
Robbie desired him, but each was afraid to make the first move.

On the Sunday after their sixteenth birthdays, they went swimming after
church.  They took a quick dip in the lake, and then lay down side by side.
Instinctively they reached for each other's cocks and started stroking.
Suddenly Timmy pulled away.

"I got somethin' to tell ya Robbie.  It may put an end to our friendship,
but I gotta risk it."  He paused, searching for words.  "I love ya.  I love
ya the way my folks love each other.  More important, I love ya the way yer
fathers love each other.  I wanna make love to ya so bad, I ache sometimes.
There, I said it, and I ain't sorry."

"My God, my God," Robbie mumbled, unable to believe what he had just heard.
Lemme show ya somthin."  He reached into a side pocket of the carrier he
had brought their lunch in, and pulled out a tube of Vaseline.

"I been bringing this with me ever since we started jerkin' each other off,
wishin' and wishin' against all hope.  I thought ya was straight and I was
too chicken to say anythin'.  Thank ya Timmy for speakin up'.  Now I wanna
do somethin' I've wanted to do since we met."  He leaned into Timmy and
gave him a closed mouth kiss.

"Is that the best ya can do?" Timmy asked.  He pushed Robbie's lips apart
with his tongue and invaded Robbie's mouth.  Their tongues began to tickle
each other, and their cocks grew larger and happier than ever before.

After enjoying that sensation for a while, Robbie leaned over and started
to lick Timmy's cock up and down the shaft, remembering how his fathers did
it.  Timmy wiggled his ass, and purred like a kitten.  "I've wanted us to
do this, and more, forever," Timmy sighed.

Robbie took that as his go ahead, and he took Timmy's tool into his mouth
as far as it would go.  He was careful not to allow his teeth to rub his
lover's cock.  He ran his tongue up and down the shaft, and pumped it with
his lips.  Timmy's cock had never been so happy in its life.  He barely had
time to warn Robbie that he was cumming when he gushed into his mouth.
Robbie tried to swallow all of it, but some of the precious custard pudding
ran down his chin.  He wiped it off, and offered it to Timmy, who devoured
it.

They lay side by side after that for a long time, catching their breaths,
and recovering.  They turned to each other simultaneously, as if reading
their minds.  "I love ya'" Timmy said.

"I love ya more," Robbie responded and started to kiss Timmy with an open
mouth.  They kissed like this for quite a while, and as they did, they
fondled each other.  Robbie was as hard as a rock, and Timmy leaned over
him and proceeded to give him the same pleasure he had just received.
Robbie came just as fast.  "Let's clean up," Robbie said, "and when we get
hard again, let's try fuckin'" They ran to the water hand in hand, and
spent a good amount of time grab-assing in the lake.

About a half hour earlier.  Red and Bobby went to the lake for a swim.
That's all they intended to do, since now they could make love at home as
often as they were able.  They knew that the boys were skinny dipping, but
had no idea that anything more was going on.  For a fact Robbie was
comfortable with their nudity, and they hoped that Timmy would be also.
They entered the clearing to the lake, while Timmy was down on their son,
sucking his cock.

They pulled back immediately.  They were shocked at what they had just
seen, and at the same time, they were pleased as punch.  They always felt
that they would be more comfortable with a gay son in the house than a
straight son.  Hell, if Timmy wanted to sleep over some time, like he used
to do, when they were little, that would be all right too.

They debated staying or going.  The boys made the decision for them when
they went into the water.  They decided to go down to the lake, and they
spread a blanket right next to the boys'.  They stripped while Robbie and
Timmy were still unaware of their presence.

As they left the water, the boys spotted Red and Bobby. They were shocked.
Both men were lying on their backs on the blanket, their cocks obviously at
half-staff.  Their bodies were touching.  They were holding hands and their
eyes were closed.

When Robbie got his voice back, he asked, "What are ya two guys doin'
here?"

"We just reckoned we'd take some sun, and have a short swim," Bobby said.

"I hope we ain't disturbin' ya," Red added.  "Don' forget.  This is our
secret hideaway.  We're only lending it to ya'll."

"No, Red, it's fine.  It's just we weren't expectin' company."  In the past
few years, Robbie had begun to call his fathers by their first names to
avoid confusion.  It wasn't fine at all.  The boys were expecting to fuck
each other, and now Red and Bobby had spoiled their plans.  The fact that
they were all naked, didn't bother anyone except Timmy, who got over it
quick enough.

"Hey Robbie, yer Mama called.  She and Jimmy, and Red and me, are goin' out
to dinner tonight to some fancy place in Lyndhurst.  It's their
anniversary, and she asked if ya wouldn' mind baby-sittin' yer brother and
sister," Bobby informed his son.  Robbie loved Jimmy Jr., who was seven
now, and he adored Melanie who was five, but he never liked baby-sitting
them.  He just didn't feel that he was very good at parenting.  But his
over active brain saw this as an opportunity to consummate his love for
Timmy.  He would get the kids in bed, and Timmy and he could have a go at
it.

"I don' mind at all, if Timmy can come with me."

"I'm sure Jimmy and your mom won't mind.  They're very fond of Timmy," Red
interjected.  "Just be there by 6 PM."

Sue-Ann gave the boys instructions about everything, more than they would
ever need.  "What time do ya think y'all will be home?  There's no rush.
I'd just like to know," Robbie asked.  He really wanted to know how long it
would be safe for him to play with Timmy after the kids were laid down.

"Probly around eleven," Jimmy said.

They left the boys in charge, and went out to their car to pick up Red and
Bobby.  It was mid-summer and it was still plenty light outside.  Robbie
and Timmy played hide and seek with the kids in the back yard, and got them
good and tuckered out.  Fortunately the children were old enough to shower
themselves, with a minimum of help from their brother and his friend.
After their showers, Robbie fed them a cookie with a glass of milk.  The
kids were asleep in a few short minutes.  Robbie shut all the lights in the
house and the new lovers sat down on the sofa.  Unfortunately, they did not
fuck each other that night.  It was too inhibiting.  What if Robbie's mom
and Jimmy came home early?  What if one or both kids woke up and needed
something?  They confined their activities to sucking their cocks, while
fully dressed.  They could cover up quickly if they needed to.

They didn't have to wait long to consummate their love.  It was summer and
Jimmy had given Robbie a job in his restaurant, but he didn't have to be
there until noon.  Timmy worked at Burger King and he didn't have to be
there until 3 PM.  Early Monday morning, Timmy stood at his window, and
when he saw Red and Bobby leave for work, he ran over to Robbie's house.

Robbie was in his robe.  He had purposely not dressed.  He let Timmy in and
locked the door.  They headed for Robbie's bedroom, and on the way, Timmy
pleaded, "Please Robbie, fuck me first."

In years to come they would try many different positions, but this first
time, they did it doggie style.  Robbie wondered if he would have the nerve
to ask his fathers for some advice and instructions, and inquire as to what
was their favorite position.

Robbie ran his tongue up and down Timmy's crack as he had once seen his
fathers do, and he grew faint.  He could smell the soap from Timmy's last
shower.  He could also smell a musky odor, and the combination intoxicated
him.  He tried to enter Timmy's ass with his tongue, but couldn't get very
far, so he gave up the foreplay.  He grabbed the ever ready tube of
Vaseline.  He coated his stiff cock generously and greased Timmy's ass as
far up as he could reach.  Robbie mounted Timmy.  Somehow he knew it would
hurt, and he pushed in very slowly.  Nobody had advised him to do so.  When
he was all the way in, he asked Timmy how it felt.

"It hurts like hell," Timmy said, "but don' ya pull out.  Just lie still
`til I get used to ya."  Robbie did as instructed.  As they lay perfectly
still, Robbie began to kiss Timmy's neck.  This relaxed Timmy and the pain
began to subside.

"Now," he instructed Robbie.  "Now ya can start pumpin'."

After the third stroke, Robbie's manhood scraped against Timmy's prostate.
That was all the boy needed to realize that he was having the sexual
experience to end all sexual experiences.  He begged Robbie to pump harder,
and before Robbie even had a hint that his orgasm was starting, Timmy came
all over Robbie's sheets. As he climaxed, his ass contracted and expanded,
and Robbie knew he was going to cum quickly, and he did.  When Timmy felt
Robbie's cum squirting up his bowels, he cried out, "Robbie, I love ya, I
love ya so much."

Robbie tried to stay in as long as he could, but alas, he slipped out way
too soon.  He lay on top of Timmy, reluctant to move.  Finally Timmy said,
"I got spunk all over your bed.  We better clean it up."

"No use cleanin' up until we're done," Robbie laughed.  Before we both go
to work, I intend to make lots more o' that stuff."  He kissed Timmy's neck
again, and realized that he was hard again.  He slipped into Timmy easily
now, and they both had another fantastic orgasm.

After that, they did get up and cleaned the sheets.  "They'll be dry before
my dads get home," Robbie observed.

Tomorra we'll switch," Timmy promised.  Then Robbie said something very
similar to what his father had said many years ago to Red.  He had no way
of knowing, of course, but he said it none the less.

"I love ya Timmy Malloy.  Please don' ever leave me.  I could no longer
live without ya, than I could live without my heart."


To be continued...