Date: Tue, 17 Apr 2007 15:02:40 -0700 (PDT)
From: Marco Cianciulli <mdciisyscon@yahoo.com>
Subject: Best Friends -- Summer Vacation Part 7, GM/AY

This is a work of FICTION for ADULTS only.  Do NOT read this if you are
under 18 or if you are not an adult according to the laws of your State or
Country.  Do NOT read this if you are easily offended or if you are not
interested in fantasies involving young boys.  This file contains sexually
EXPLICIT material.


BEST FRIENDS - SIXTH GRADE SUMMER VACATION
By
Marco Cianciulli

Part 7


As Joel gets use to being impaled by his dad's six and a half inch penis,
his father takes his deflated penis between his fingers.  Tom lovingly
examines his oldest son's penis and testicles.  Occasionally, Joel's anus
spasmodically and forcefully contracts about the base of his penis, the
force of the contraction is more erotic to Tom than any movements his wife
could ever have provided him during their infrequent forays at sex.  Joel
winces in apparent pain during one of his anal contractions, and Tom's
fatherly concern and love for his son override his own lusts.

	"Are you OK Son?" Tom asks.

Joel opens his tightly shut eyes, and feigns a smile, "I'm OK, your dick is
just way fatter than Tony's, that's all." Joel assures his dad in his
bravest voice.

	"Don't lie to me son, I can tell this is hurting you.  Take it out,
and we can do something else.  We can try this again later, once you get
more use to it, OK?"

Tears well up in Joel's eyes and his chin begins to quiver.  "But I want to
make you feel good Dad.  Doesn't this feel good to you?"

	"Son, your ass feels great, but I just cant enjoy it if you are in
pain.  I promise, once you can do this without it hurting you, I'll give
you a screwing like you have never had before."

	"You promise we can try this again?" Joel begs.

	"I promise.  We can try it every couple of days if you like.  I
have a feeling that you and Tony will be doing this a lot and the more you
do it, the more relaxed your anus will become, and it eventually wont hurt
with me in there," Tom says as he begins to extract himself from the
confines of his son's bowels.

Joel lifts himself up and away from his dad's pelvis; yet stops when the
glands of his father's penis is about to come out.  Another contraction of
his anus tightly squeezes and traps the much larger head inside.  Joel
tries to lift off, but to Tom it is like someone has his penis in a vice
and is trying to pull it off.

In a panic, Joel exclaims, "It's stuck, I cant get it out!"

	"Calm down son, it will come out, once your anus relaxes.  Try to
relax a bit, then once I tell you, I want you to stand up.  You lubed my
dick pretty good, it should just slide out," Tom says trying to calm his
son down, without letting him know the personal pain he is currently in.

	"OK," Joel says in a calmer voice.

Tom feels the squeezing about his penis ease off then gives Joel the order,
"OK, stand up now!"

As Joel stands, Tom pulls his hips downward.  Joel pushes like he has to
have a bowel movement and as he does, his anus opens just enough to allow
his father's penis to be expelled.  Once free, Joel lays back down on his
dad, chest to chest and begins to sob, his tears flow freely and pool on
his father's chest.

	"It's OK Son, it's out.  Are you all right?" Tom asks as he softly
rubs his son's back and kisses the boy in the forehead.

Joel looks up into his father's loving and concerned eyes, and smiles.
"Are you mad?"

	"Good God, why would I be mad?  It was hurting you Son, and I never
want to hurt you.  What kind of dad would I be if I had just went on and
did it to you with you in pain?"

	"Not a very good one," Joel says sheepishly.

	"So why are you crying, really?" Tom asks trying to get to the
bottom of Joel's sudden need for physical closeness.

	"Cause I don't want you to die, and think I don't love you," Joel
says quietly.

Tom hugs Joel tightly, "Oh, Son, I know you love me, and I hope that you
know that I love you and Ricky more than anything on this earth.  Besides,
I don't plan on dieing any time soon.  I'm gonna get old and enjoy all the
grandsons you and Ricky are going to give me some day."

	"I miss mom," Joel admits.

	"We all do Son," Tom says, and kisses Joel on the head, smelling
his son's scent and rubbing the boy's back.

	"How does your butt feel now?"

	"Better.  It sure didn't feel like that when Tony and I did it
today," Joel admits.

	"That's because Tony's penis isn't as fat," Tom explains.  "How
many times have you had anal sex Son?"

	"Just once, today with Tony," Joel admits.

Tom Chuckles, "No wonder mine hurt, you're still basically a virgin."

	"We're going to do it with another boy from school tomorrow," Joel
says.

	"Who?"

	"A boy named Scotty McGinnis.  He's in fifth grade."

	"Well, you guys be careful, and remember the primary rule.  If
anyone says 'NO' you respect it and stop."

	"Tony and I will, Dad," Joel says with a kiss.  "I promise."

Tom can feel Joel's penis harden against his belly, and decides it's time
to pleasure his son, and rolls over with Joel still on top of him.  Once
Joel is on the mattress, Tom slides down his son's lithe body, kissing Joel
on the forehead, then on his nose, his lips, chin, throat, and the boy's
chest, taking care to lick and suck each immature nipple.  Tom moves down,
tickling Joel along the sides to his belly and cute innie navel, where he
again licks and prods with his tongue.  Joel's penis is now fully erect and
straining.  The gland is purple with the skin having a glassy appearance to
it from the pressure of Joel's blood trying to expand it even more.  Taking
the boy's member by the base with his thumb and forefinger, Tom stands the
four-inch pole upright, then begins to lick around the crown of the head,
nibbling occasionally at the loose skin of the frenum just below the
V-shaped cleft on the underside where head and shaft meet.

	"Suck it Dad... please," Joel begs as he runs his fingers through
his father's hair.

Without a word, Tom licks Joel's scrotum, lifting each egg-shaped testicle,
then runs his tongue up the underside of the shaft of Joel's penis to the
head.  From the tiny slit, a clear domed bubble of Joel's pre-cum has
formed of the fluid created by the two tiny cooper's glands hidden within
his maturing body.  Tom licks the cleansing fluid, savoring the flavor, and
then kisses the head with his lips.  Once Tom's lips touch the head of
Joel's penis, the boy lifts his hips in an effort to insert his penis into
his father's mouth.  Tom knows the desperation his oldest son must be in,
and allows the boy's penis to enter.  Holding his lips tightly so the head
and shaft meet the most friction along the way in, Tom uses his lips to
cover his teeth, and then takes pleasure in the feeling of the hot probe
entering his mouth.  Once inside, Tom kneads the small organ with his
tongue, pressing the head up against the roof of his mouth and sucking
hard.  Joel begins to rock his hips up and down, causing his penis to
piston in and out of his Dad's mouth.

	"You do it better than Tony, Dad..."

Tom places his hand under this Son's butt, squeezing the firmness of the
boy's smooth ass, and rubbing his thumb between his anus and scrotum.  Joel
squirms on the bed, madly fucking his dad's mouth, thinking of all the
internet videos he has seen where boys are getting blowjobs from their
friends, or even men, and wondering why on earth such a thing is deemed
unlawful.  Why can a kid my age understand enough to know the difference
between right and wrong when it comes to murder, or drugs, yet when it
comes to something as natural as sex, some "goodie-to-shoes" can determine
he is incapable of understanding?  Joel knows what feels good, and the
consequences for his actions, and he cant fathom why anything that feels so
good to him, could possibly get anyone in trouble, especially when he
initiated the sex in the first place.  But Joel soon puts those thoughts
aside and focuses on the task at hand; enjoying the pleasurable sensations
that his loving father is giving him.

	"Jesus, Dad, this feels great," Joel moans as his penis finally
begins to convulse in his Dad's mouth.  Joel can feel gush after gush of
his semen as it is forced from his prostate, through his penis into his
Dad's mouth.

Tom hears Joel's exclamation, and feels his son's penis become even harder,
the tube, which travels up the underside of the boy's shaft, distends
noticeably more, and the head swells.  Joel's penis begins to jerk within
Tom's mouth.  The first few clicks are dry, but the following ones are
accompanied with squirt after squirt of Joel's salty-tart tasting clear
semen.  Tom greedily swallows every drop deposited in his mouth, keeping
the twelve-year-old's penis in his mouth until it becomes still and begins
to go soft.

After releasing Joel's penis, Tom kisses his way back up his son's body to
his lips, where Joel kisses his dad, and presses his tongue inside his
mouth to get a taste of his own semen.  Father and son kiss passionately
for several minutes, with Joel finally rolling back on top laying chest to
chest, grinding his penis against his Dad's.  Tom's own excitement at
having his hairless son lying nude on top of him brings him to his own
powerful orgasm, causing his member to spray a copious amount of seed
between the adult and his child.

	"God, Dad, you sperm tons.  We're coated," Joel says with a giggle
as he sits up and rubs his father's semen into his own penis and scrotum,
using it as a lubricant to masturbate.

Taking his son's testicles between his fingers and rolling them around, Tom
says, "You squirt quite a bit too."

	"Can I squirt on you Dad?" Joel asks while masturbating.

	"Son, during your life you have expelled all sorts of nasty things
on me, from piss to puke to poop, a little of your semen wont kill me," Tom
chuckles, as he watches Joel's movements become erratic and the head of his
penis becoming a deep purple.

Without another word, Joel lets out a soft grunt, and his penis begins to
squirt ten-inch streams of his watery seed on his father's chest.  The
fluid pools on Tom's sternum and Joel moves up his Dad's body and rubs the
head of his penis into it, looking at Tom and smiling.  Tom takes Joel's
penis and pulls the boy softly up to his waiting mouth, and again begins
sucking.  Joel reaches his hands out to the wall behind the bed's headboard
and rests them there as he begins to rock his hips.  Tom allows Joel to
control the movements of his penis, only sucking and tonguing the boy's
ever excited part.  Joel's dangling testicles slap softly up against Tom's
chin with each inward stroke of Joel's hips.  Looking up at his son, Tom
sees a drip of the boy's sweat leaking down his forehead, and across the
bridge of his nose, where it drips off.  Tom cups Joel's tightly clenched
buns with his hands and squeezes the twin globes of baby-soft flesh.

All too soon, Joel's penis begins to pulsate again, still depositing a good
amount in his Dad's mouth.  After his penis stops squirting, the boy rolls
away, laying on his back next to his Father, closes his eyes and passes
out.

Tom watches Joel as he sleeps.  He observes how the boy's once hard penis
shrinks up to just a little head sticking up out of his hairless mound.
Kissing Joel several times, Tom gets up carefully, and heads to his
bathroom to wash his penis, and to masturbate once while reflecting on what
had just occurred this past 24 hours.  Sex with not only his oldest son,
but his son's best friend, and both boys had initiated the action.  After
cleaning himself up, and reaching a powerful orgasm, Tom returns to his
bedroom.  Joel hasn't moved, still splayed spread eagle on his bed, sound
asleep.

	"Damn," Tom mutters to himself as he takes notice of the clock on
the nightstand.  It reads 01:07.  After turning off his computer, and the
lights in the bedroom, Tom asks himself if he should move Joel to his own
bedroom, then decides against it.  Hell, they had just had some wild
father/son sex, how could sleeping with him be any more "wrong" than that?
Tom pulls back the sheets on one side of the bed, and carefully picks Joel
up and moves him there, then covers the boy's nakedness, but not before
soaking in the absolute beauty of his slowly maturing body.  Joel responds
to the sheets by rolling over on his side, taking the sheets with him.  Tom
crawls into the bed next to his son, covers up and rolls over on his side,
facing Joel.

	"Dad, are we fags?" Joel whispers.

	"No, Son, I don't think so," Tom answers as he spoons up against
Joel and hugs him tightly.

Joel turns his head to face his Dad, and gives the man a kiss on his lips.
"I liked what we just did.  Did you?"

Tom kisses Joel back, "Of course I liked it, you goofy kid.  If I didn't
love you, it would just be sex, but it was more than that."

	"Night Dad," Joel says sleepily, and satisfied with his Dad's
answer.

Tom lays in bed, restless with concern for his son, and for Tony.  What if
their forbidden shared experiences were to become known to others?  How
many years of immoral incarceration would he have to endure?  How would the
zealots in the system abuse his sons and Tony, brainwashing them into
thinking that they were "abused" by him, and the only reason he even looked
at them was for sexual purposes.  Oh those evil people who live off of this
lie.  How many do they harm permanently with their lies?  "God help me,"
Tom whispers, then falls fast asleep.

0530 and the morning alarm rings all too soon for Tom; four and a half
hours sleep just may not cut it today.  Tom lies in bed, and looks at the
sleeping boy next to him.  Joel has slept with his dad many times before,
but now Tom sees his son in a different light.  The love for his son is
even more deeply imbedded than before.  Joel's eyes are closed and puffy
with sleep, his mouth is leaking drool on the pillow.  Tom bends over and
kisses the sleeping boy in the cheek.  Joel stirs, rolls over on his back
and stretches, groaning as he does.

	"Is it morning already?" the sleepy boy asks.

	"For me it is, I have to work, remember?" Tom says kissing Joel
again.  "How does your butt feel?"

Joel doesn't answer for a second, as he takes inventory of his senses.  "It
feels ok, can we try again tonight?"  Joel smiles at his dad and adds
"Please?"

	"We'll see," Tom answers.  You can sleep in if you like, will you
get Ricky some breakfast and take him to Tony's when you get up?"

	"Sure Dad," Joel answers as he rolls over to go back to sleep.

Tom heads to his bathroom, and hops into the shower, the cool water helps
revive him from his restless sleep, dreams of a life in prison woke him
several times, and the guilty feelings of his two sons being left alone in
the world, forever scared by the events shook him; but they were only
dreams.  Just before Tom begins to soap his body, the door to the shower
opening startles him.  Looking down, Tom sees Ricky with only a smile on,
and his typical morning erection pointing skyward in all its 2-1/2 inch
perfectly circumcised glory.

	"What are you doing Ricky?"

	"Can I take a shower with you Daddy?" the little four-year-old asks
with an adorable smile.

	"I was going to let you sleep in, and Joel was going to make you
breakfast then take you over to Mrs. Donato's."

	"OK, but can I still take a shower with you?" the little boy begs,
now holding on to his erect little penis.

	"Do you have to pee, Son?"

	"Joel said it's OK to pee in the shower," his young son answers,
now dancing in place with the ever increasing need to go.

	"Joel's right, I pee in here all the time," Tom admits, and then
says, "Well, come on in here you little squirt before all the hot water is
gone."

Ricky smiles, and steps into the shower, no sooner than he steps inside, he
bends his little penis down and begins to urinate.  The little cherub looks
up at his dad and smiles.

	"Feels good to pee first thing in the morning, doesn't it, Son?"

	"Uh-huh, have you peed yet?"

Tom answers by taking hold of his own penis and begins to urinate
himself. Father and Son finish urinating at about the same time, then
little Ricky reaches up and takes hold of his Father's penis, holding it
just by the shaft close to the head.

	"Ricky, what have Joel and I told you about touching someone else's
penis without first asking?

	"That it's bad," Ricky says, but not releasing his Father's now
rising member.

	"So, why are you holding on to mine?"

	"Cause I like it, when will mine get big like yours and when will I
start to grow hair?"

Tom picks Ricky up, as it is the only way to get him to let go of his
growing erection. "It will start getting big when you get to be about
Joel's age, and you will start getting hair soon after that."

Ricky frowns, then asks another question: "Daddy, when we go on vacation
can I be naked?"

	"Yes you can, when we are at the beach.  But you have to wear
clothes everyplace else."

	"Like at Disney World?"

	"Exactly," Tom says as he starts to soap Ricky's boy chest and
belly.

Ricky soaps Tom's chest, enjoying running his fingers through his father's
hairy chest, then he washes his Dad's neck and face, all while Tom washes
his young Son's back with his free hand.  "Are you going to wash my pee
pee?"

	"Yes, and every other part of you too," Tom answers.

Ricky gives Tom a kiss on the lips, "I love you Daddy."

	"I love you too Son," Tom says kissing his youngest son back.

	"Do you have to go to work today Daddy?

	"I'm afraid I do Son.  If I don't, we wont get to go to Florida for
vacation."

	"Oh... Then you better go then," Ricky answers.

Tom sits Ricky down so he can wash the boy's legs and hair.  Kneeling
before the good looking four-year-old, Tom cannot help but wonder what his
son will look like when he is Joel's age.  Tom briskly washes Ricky's legs
from his feet up to his crotch.  Ricky's little probe is still standing
tall when Tom gets to it with the soapy washcloth.  Tom carefully takes
Ricky's penis between his washcloth covered thumb and forefinger, and
washes the little organ with care.  The warm water has Ricky's little
scrotum dangling between his hairless legs, both his boy orbs are clearly
outlined by the scrotal skin which has collapsed about them.  Tom looks
over his son's little equipment.  The boy's penis is so perfectly
circumcised, that there is no hint of it ever having a foreskin at all.
Not even the typical darkened scar about the circumference of the shaft
below the head which most circumcised boys/men have is seen.  Tom marvels
at the life which he was part in generating.

	"I like when you wash my pee pee Daddy," Joel says while Tom is
examining his little penis.

	"I like washing it for you Son," Tom answers and then stands up,
carrying the little boy with him.  Tom washes his hair aided by Ricky, then
washes his son's.  After rinsing off completely, Tom turns off the shower
and steps out, still carrying his precious cargo.  While Tom is drying
Ricky off, Joel walks into the bathroom, his own morning erection pointing
skyward.

	"Hi Joel!  Daddy and me took a shower together!" Little Ricky says
when he sees Joel enter the bathroom.

	"Cool, so are you going to take him over then Dad?" Joel asks as he
positions himself in front of the toilet and bends his penis down so he can
urinate.

	"I guess," Tom answers as he starts to dry Ricky's hair, covering
the boy completely with a large towel.  "Are you staying up, or are you
going back to bed?"

	"Stay up, probably."

Tom finishes drying Ricky then starts drying himself off.  "Ricky, go get
dressed Son."

	"Will you help me Joel?" Ricky asks.

	"Sure, Squirt," Joel answers.  "Go get started and I'll be there in
a minute."

	"OK!" Ricky says, then runs off to his room in a naked flash.

	"Come here Son," Tom orders.

Joel looks at his Dad, then obeys.  "What's up?"

	"Turn around, I want to take a good look at your anus," Tom says.

	"It's OK Dad, really."

	"I still want to check it out, I could have hurt you last night, so
it's better safe than sorry."

Reluctantly, Joel obeys, and bends over, using his hands to spread his butt
cheeks apart to facilitate his Dad's exam.

Tom takes a close look at Joel's anus.  There appears to be a slight
bruising about the circumference, but no visible tares or other harm can be
seen.  Tom touches Joel's anus softly, and then directly on the suspected
bruised areas to see if Joel has any reaction.  The pre-teen doesn't jump
or complain.  "I guess it looks OK," Tom finally answers.

	"I told you I was OK Dad," Joel says, but when he stands up he
faces his Dad and gives him a hug and a kiss on the lips.  "I'm glad you
are my Dad, I love you."

	"I love you too Son," Tom adds as he begins to dry his hair.

	"Dad, are we really going to some nude beaches when we go on
vacation?"

	"Don't you want to?"

	"No... I do, I was just wondering if we were still going now Tony
is coming?"

	"Why would his coming with us change any of our plans, especially
after yesterday?"

	"But what if we get boners?"

	"Well, then you can lay on the sand, belly down, or walk in the
water to hide it, but I think you will find that if a boy gets an erection,
he just ignores it and goes about his business."  Tom assures his
adolescent son.

	"Cool," Joel answers.

	"You better go help your brother get dresses, or he'll do it
without you and get everything on backwards or inside out."

	"Yeah, that was funny the last time he did that," Joel says.

Joel leaves the room to go help Ricky get dressed.  When Joel gets into his
baby brother's room, he finds Ricky has already put on his Teenage Mutant
Ninja Turtle underpants correctly, and is struggling with pulling on his
t-shirt.

	"Let me help you with that Squirt," Joel says as he pulls the shirt
over the boy's head and helping him get his arms through the holes.  "You
got your underpants on right this time Ricky... Good Job!"

Smiling, Ricky gives Joel a hug.  "You teached me good."

	"The word is 'taught' Ricky, not 'teached,' and you are welcome."

	"You taught me good," Ricky corrects himself, still smiling.  "I
like when you teach me things.

	"Well, I like teaching you," Joel says as he holds open a pair of
the boy's shorts for him to step in to.

	"Can I look at your weenie Joel?" Ricky asks after stepping into
his shorts and Joel pulls them up.

	"Not just now Squirt.  We don't want Dad to be late, do we?" Joel
says.

Ricky shakes his head "no," then says, "If he is late, we wont get to go to
Disney World."

	"Well, if he is late, he can get fired, and then we wouldn't get to
go."

	"Oh," Ricky says trying to conceive of what Joel is talking about.

	"Joel, would you get Ricky some cereal please?" Tom calls out to
his oldest son.

	"Sure thing Dad, He's almost dressed," Joel replies.

Joel kneels in front of Ricky and helps the boy put on his sandals.  Once
the last one is on, Ricky gives Joel a big hug and a kiss on his lips.

	"Carry me downstairs!" Ricky begs with his hands outstretched.

Joel picks Ricky up, and walks downstairs to the kitchen, setting his baby
brother down in one of the barstools at the counter.  "What do ya want?
Capt'n Crunch, Cheerios, Corn Flakes, or Sugar Smacks?"

Ricky grins and makes a frog "ribbit" noise.  "Sugar Smacks! Please."

	Joel gets a bowl, fills it half way with the requested cereal, then
adds milk from the frig.  "Here ya go Squirt." Joel says as he places the
bowl and a spoon in front of his brother.

Tom comes downstairs tying a tie, "Thanks for feeding him for me Joel."

	"You're welcome Dad."

	"Would you put your fish in the cooler for me so I can drop it off
at the taxidermist?"

	"I almost forgot about that!" Joel says, and starts walking to the
garage.

	"Aren't you going to get dressed first?"  Tom asks his still
completely naked son.

	"I won't open the garage door Dad," Joel says with smile.

	"Want some of my cereal Daddy?" Ricky asks as he holds out a
dripping spoon for him to take.

	"Thanks, Squirt," Tom says as he takes the spoon into his mouth,
letting the little boy feed him.

Ricky smiles from ear to ear, then goes back to eating his cereal.

	"The fish is in the cooler and the cooler is in the bed of the
truck Dad," Joel announces once he returns to the kitchen.

	"Thanks Son," Tom says as he begins to gather his things for work,
and watching Joel going through the pantry for something to eat for
himself. "We really need to go grocery shopping Dad.  There isn't much in
here."

	"Well, make a list, and when I get home we'll go," Tom says "I'm
going to try and get home early today, if I can."

	"Cool, I'll have a list ready Dad."

Joel makes himself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and takes it into the
living room to eat, and watch TV.  He lays on the couch, still nude from
the night before.

	"You about Ready Squirt?"  Tom asks his youngest son.

	"Uh-huh," Ricky answers.

Tom puts Ricky's dishes into the dishwasher, then he helps the boy get down
out of the bar stool.  "Joel, we're leaving now," Tom says as he and Ricky
head for the front door.

	"OK Dad.  Cya!" Joel yells out from the couch.

Tom and Ricky step outside and start to walk across the street to the
Donato's home.  Tony is outside already, bare-chested and wearing some thin
shorts, and sandals watering the shrubbery.

	"Morning Mr. C., hiya Squirt," Tony says as Tom and Ricky walk
close by.

	"Morning Tony," Tom answers.

	"Is Joel up yet?"

	"He is for now, I don't know if he plans on going to sleep though.
He hasn't put on any clothes yet." Tom answers.

	"Can I go over when I'm done here?" Tony asks.

	"Sure you can.  You know that," Tom answers.  Tom cannot help but
look at Tony in a different light.  The boy's body is even more sultry than
it was yesterday.  His shorts are showing a definite bulge in the front,
which causes a twitch in Tom's own crotch as he looks the boy over.  Tony
notices Tom's stare, and turns, facing the man, and scratches his balls
through his shorts, and smiles at Tom as he and his youngest son walk past.

	Tom rings the doorbell, and then walks into the Donato's home with
Ricky in hand.

	"Daddy, are you going to work late today?" asks Ricky as he gives
Mrs. Donato a hug.

	"No, Son, I hope to get home at my regular time tonight," Tom
answers.

Ricky smiles, then hugs his father good-bye, and then without a word, goes
to the living room to cuddle with a hugs plush bear, and to watch TV, where
he will most likely fall asleep until nine or ten A.M.

	"Thanks for everything Susan," Tom says as he turns to leave.

	"You're welcome Tom," Susan Donato answers.  "You know that Tony is
more excited about going on vacation with you guys than I thought possible.
It's all he has talked about since you left last night.

	"We're pretty excited about taking him with us too," Tom admits.
"Well, I've got to drop a fish off at the taxidermist's shop and get to
work."

Susan opens the door and holds it for Tom to exit, Tony is watering the
last tree at the end of the driveway.  When she sees her son, she shakes
her head, and yells out, "Tony!  I thought I told you to throw those shorts
out, they are too small and thread-bare.  You might as well just go outside
naked!  I swear."

Tony smiles, and puts his thumbs inside the waistband of his shorts, and
motions as if he is going to pull them off to his mom.  "You can have em if
you want em mom!"

Susan growls, and closes the door.  "That boy!" she mutters as she walks
into the living room to check on Ricky, who, as she suspected was already
softly snoring in the embrace of the huge plush bear which he has fallen in
love with.

Tom walks past Tony and winks, "You and Joel stay out of trouble today,
OK?"

	"We will Tom," Tony says.  "Is Ricky going to help Joel out with
his papers today?"

	"He might," Tom says with a smile.

	"If he does, can I come over?" asks Tony with a noticeable bulge in
his shorts.

	"Sure, if I'm home by then," Tom answers, knowing now that no
matter what, he was going to make sure he is home on time.

	"Cool," Tony answers, giving Tom a knowing smile, and then
returning to watering his plants.

Tom enters the garage by entering his code into the keyless entry system
outside the door.  Already in the bed of the truck is the cooler which
contains the frozen pike that Joel caught yesterday.  Before Tom can step
into the truck, the door leading inside the house opens and Joel stands in
the opening still naked.

	"Dad, are you coming home for lunch today?" Joel asks.

	"No, not today.  I will probably work through lunch.  Would you
mind taking Ricky with you again on your paper route today?  He really
enjoyed it and would like to go again." Tom says, telling a white lie.

	"Sure Dad.  He was actually a help, I'll take him." Joel answers as
he turns his head to look out the open garage door, to see Tony walking
across the street towards him.  "Hey Tony!"

	"Hey Joel," Tony answers as he walks into the garage, between the
truck and the wall of the house.  "You going to get dressed today?"

	"Probably not until my papers get here," Joel says.

	"OK, You guys be good!" Tom interrupts as he steps inside his truck
and places the key in the ignition.

	"We will Dad!" Joel yells out over the noise of the now running
diesel engine.

Tom waves a final time, and places the truck in reverse and backs out.
Once clear of the garage, Tom clicks the garage door opener, and the 16'
wide door slides down to a close.

	"I called Scotty McGinnis last night," Tony says as he follows Joel
into the house.

	"Cool!"  what did he say?

	"He'll be here at about 9."

	"That's almost three hours from now.  What do you want to do until
then?"

Tony answers by taking hold of Joel's penis and slowly stroking it.
"Anything you want me to do."

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end part 7