Date: Sat, 14 Oct 2006 05:52:10 -0700 (PDT)
From: adm2780 <adm2780@yahoo.com>
Subject: Brads Idol  Ch Seventeen

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Chapter Seventeen: Brad's Idol


When Marich's dad came down the slope, Uncle Ray introduced himself and
told him what had happened; he then invited the three of them to join us
for lunch.  After lunch, Marich, Michele and I headed up the slopes.  I had
to promise Uncle Ray not to go beyond the second drop off; that meant no
more runs down the expert slope.  Mr.  Michael, Marich's dad, told them the
same thing.  While we headed for the lift, Uncle Ray and Mr. Michael stayed
in the lodge to drink coffee.  That was fine with us, 'cause now we were on
our own, with some restrictions, of course.

We spent most of that afternoon on the slopes.  Most people will only make
a couple of runs in the afternoon and then decide to rest.  Why?  We did
four runs and were ready for more when Marich asked one of the resort
people if we could use a sled on the slopes.  Now, since I'd never been
skiing, you can guess that I'd never been on a sled either.  The man was
nice about what we wanted and said to wait until after five and then we
could use the medium run so long as we stayed on the right side.  Seems
that five was when most people left the slopes to get ready for supper.  As
it got near five Marich found his dad and asked him to open their car and
retrieve the sled.  I'd never done this before and thought this would be
great.

As we headed for the lift Uncle Ray suggested that since I had never done
this, we might make a couple of runs down the beginner slope to let me get
used to sledding.  I couldn't believe he would say something like this,
especially in front of someone.  I ran over and whispered in his ear.

"Uncle Ray, you're embarrassing me.  Only a wimp would do that."

Uncle Ray just shrugged his shoulders with a whispered 'sorry' and smiled.
I think he enjoyed teasing me like that; no, I know he enjoyed it.  I
really didn't mind too much, he always made sure anyone watching would know
he was teasing, and, besides, I could usually find a way to get my revenge
later.

The sled looked like many I had seen in magazines and the television.
Truth of the matter was simple, I didn't know on e sled from another; I
didn't even know how to steer or stop the thing.  I did know this looked
like it was going to be a lot of fun.  When we got to the top Marich sat in
the front with his feet on what looked like two metal bars.  He explained
these were used for steering.  When I asked how to stop the sled, he just
looked at me and smiled; that was the total answer.  Anyway, I sat behind
Marich with Michele behind me.  My feet were tucked under Marich's knees;
Michele did the same to me.  Off we went.

That first sled ride had to be one of the wildest and most fun things I'd
ever done in my life.  You could feel every bump and turn on the course.
If there was any way to control the speed I'm sure we just went full ore
down the hill.  I was laughing and hollering so loud they probably heard me
over on the next mountain.  How I stayed on I'll never know except I was
the main course in the sandwich.  When we got near the bottom I learned how
to stop.  I felt Michele's hand on my left shoulder and next thing you know
we were eating snow.  When we stopped I was laughing so hard I couldn't
stand.

Uncle Ray and Mr. Michael came over to check on us.  All three of us were
spread eagled in the snow hollering like idiots; happy idiots.  When Uncle
Ray and Mr. Michael said it was time to go in for supper we begged, as most
kids would do, for just one more ride.  After all, this was my first
experience and we had to do it at least twice.  Of course, the adults gave
in and up we went.

We loaded on the sled same as before.  This time Michele must have been
more comfortable with me being there; I would swear he was sitting closer
and holding me tighter.  In fact, he seemed to be holding me a little low.
I squirmed up behind Marich as close as I could get and wrapped my arms
around his chest.  We were so tight against one another that I knew I
wasn't going anywhere without one of them.

On the way down we hit one of the bumps (moguls) straight on and went air
borne.  What a thrill!  How we stayed on the sled was anyone's guess; I
knew we had experienced a miracle by just surviving our antics.  As we
neared the bottom we stopped by using the tried and true system - falling
over.  It was almost dark as Uncle Ray and Mr. Michael came over to us and
said it was time to head inside.  Three boys aged ten and a half, eleven
and a half and thirteen had just found a new friend(s) to play with and
didn't want to settle down.  We knew there had to be something more fun
than sitting in the dining room.

"Uncle Ray do we have to?  We was just startin' to have fun.  Just one more
ride, please?"

"Brad, no more rides tonight, it's getting dark.  Thank the boys for a good
time and tell them you'll see them tomorrow.  You've had a good day, but
it's time for supper and you haven't spent any time with Charlotte and
Mother."

I managed to put on one of my better looks of disappointment and resolve,
but it didn't help.  As I was saying so long to Marich and Michele, Aunt
Jackie and Aunt Charlotte started in on Uncle Ray.

"Ray, there just boys wanting to have fun.  Let them go have their fun;
after all, we spend time with him back home.  Now, if you don't want him to
go that's one thing, but don't use us to stop him; we say he should go."

Way to go Aunt Charlotte and Aunt Jackie.  The big smile returned to my
face as I waited for Uncle Ray to say something; knowing he lost this
round.  He stepped over to speak with Mr. Michael who seemed to be having
the same type conversation going with his boys.  Finally, they decided
something.  Funny thing, before he said anything he reached down and felt
my butt.

"Okay, you boys win.  You can eat in the snack bar and then go to the game
room; no more sledding or skiing tonight. That work?"

"Yes, sir!  That works good."  I looked at the other boys and could tell
they were happy too.

"First thing, Mr. Brad, you go upstairs and change clothes.  You're wet and
I don't want you getting sick.  The way the three of you stopped the sled I
imagine your butt looks like two ripe tomatoes from being cold.  When I
felt you just then I could tell you aren't wearing the long johns -
tomorrow you do.  After you eat I'll give you some money and the three of
you can play in the game room.  Play time will be over at 8:30.  Capisca?"

"Got it.  Uncle Ray? ... thanks."

Reaching around his neck I gave him a big hug.  Looking over at the other
boys they were doing the same with Mr. Michael; and we were out of there.

***

As always, game room time flew by and we headed back to our rooms.  We got
Uncle Ray to give in this time and if I wanted him to give another time,
don't abuse the situation.  Simply stated, do what he said without argument
and the rules can be bent again down the road.  We said goodbye in the hall
and made a date to start over again first thing in the morning.  As we
parted I heard Michele say something to Marich, but he didn't speak in
English.

"Vi ste tudi razburljiv to hocem okus slcherni del od vas sivot."

When Michele said this Marich turned and looked at me with a big smile.  I
had no idea what he said but made a note to ask when we got together the
next day.

"Uncle Brad, I'm back"

"On the balcony."

I headed out to the balcony and waited a moment for him to cross his right
ankle under the left thigh, forming the figure four seat I was so
accustomed to, and then climbed into his lap.  We sat there a few minutes
just looking at the sky and enjoying the quiet.  He wrapped an arm around
me and I reached back and rubbed the side of his face.  As I rubbed his
face I realized something.

"You shaved tonight."

"Yeah, it helps keep my skin from drying out in this weather."

"That the only reason?"

"Maybe."

I had a suspicious look on my face and he was smirking.  He knew I was
asking if he shaved because maybe he had plans of doing something else
tonight.  Of course he did and it was only a few minutes later we were in
bed.

He started playing with me, leaning over the top and cradling me in his
arms. I stopped him and reminded him that every time he started first I
felt great but didn't get to do anything to him; tonight was supposed to be
my turn.  Then I pushed him down and climbed mostly on top of him.  He
always felt warm and the soft hair on his chest tickled, but it was a good
kind of tickle.

With my first finger I traced the outline of his nipple, working my way to
the center and pinched.  He reacted when my thumb ran lightly over the nub.
While doing this I kissed and tongued is neck which was also sensitive, but
nothing compared to when I stuck my tongue in his ear.  I'd stick my tongue
in his ear and lick out the canal.  When I did this he gave a whole new
meaning to squirming and moaning.  There was no rush tonight, we had hit
the bed early and I planned on taking my time.  Slowly I worked my way down
his chest and spent plenty of time nursing on both his nips.  Leaving
there, I licked my way down until I felt his dick rubbing the side of my
face.

Deliberately, I moved so his dick rubbed along my face, knowing how
sensitive it was.  I kissed and nibbled my way across the bottom of his
stomach, feeling his dick slide under my chin and pop up along the other
side of my face.  Holding the shaft with my hand I began licking a new
piece of candy.  When my tongue hit the head he nearly cleared the bed.

"OH MY GOD!!!  Brad, boy, do you know what your doing?"

"Driving you crazy, I hope."

He continued to moan and let out a few choice words and phrases while I
treated his dick like a Tootsie Roll pop.  I licked and sucked trying to
get to the sweet treat in the middle.  After a while he sat up and grabbed
me under he legs, swinging me completely around to the sixty-nine position.
We worked on one another, sometimes on our sides and sometimes he rolled me
on top of him.  I would get so excited and have a dry orgasm which caused
me to stop work on him for a few moments.  It was those times that let him
keep going without falling off the edge.  After a while he turned me again
so I lay on his stomach and we humped until he wet us both.  As we came
down and caught our breath he rolled me on my side, holding me tight and
spoke softly in my ear.

"Boy, you are one amazing kid."

'Thanks...."

How long we were going at it I don't know, I do know I peaked out more
times than I could count and was exhausted.  What a way to spend the night.
I fell asleep almost immediately.

***

Someone knocked on our door just after seven the next morning, and I
thought that was way too early.  After all, the fun fest and energy spent
the last night required we sleep in.  Uncle Ray got up and grabbed a robe
to answer the door.  It was Michele and Marich, up, dressed and smiling
with the sled.

"Mr. Ray, we're going out sledding before the ski slope opens.  Can Brad
come too?"

"Well, boys, if you can get him up he can go.  There he is, have at him."

"Uncle Ray...?  Wait a minute..."

Immediately, both boys charged the bed and jumped on, grabbing all the
covers.  There I was exposed in all my glory and hollering for everyone to
wait.  Uncle Ray just stood there and laughed.  The boys thought this was
one big joke too; pointing at my nakedness, or maybe it was my morning
salute, and having a good laugh.  Marich had fallen down on me.  When he
sat up he gave me a peculiar look and smiled for a moment.  That was
curious.

"Brad, I think your friends want you to go sledding.  Now that you're
awake, guess you should think about dressing; and don't forget the long
johns this time."

We spent the whole morning either sledding or skiing the slopes.  This time
we were good, we didn't go up to the expert slope once, not even just to
ride the lift.  We passed Uncle Ray and Mr. Michael a couple of times.
They seemed to be taking it kind of slow.  Aunt Jackie and Aunt Charlotte
sat out on the balcony sipping on something and waving each time we passed
by.  When lunch time came, boy were we ever hungry.  During lunch Uncle Ray
decided to pop our balloon.

"Brad, you know we're supposed to go out for dinner and then a sleigh ride
tonight."

"Yeah ..."

"Well, right now I'd say you look more than just a little tired.  Don't you
think it would be a good idea if you took a short nap this afternoon so
you're not too tired to enjoy the evening?"

"Naaaah, I'm not tired.  Besides, I promised Michele and Marich I'd ski
some more with them this afternoon."

"You know, you can try to do too much and if you get overly tired, you
won't enjoy anything."

"I'll be fine."

"Okay, since you won't take the hint, let me put it this way.  We are all
going sleigh riding tonight.  That includes Mr. Michael and the boys.  We
do not want to have overly tired and grumpy boys on our hands, so you will
be taking at least a little rest this afternoon.  I hope you caught the way
I said that.  It was not a question nor was it a suggestion."

I looked at Michele and Marich, Mr. Michael was saying something to them in
that foreign language they knew.  The look on the boys' faces told me they
just got the same news I did.  I just resigned myself to the inevitable.

"Yes, sir.  But Uncle Ray, do I hafta do it right after lunch?"

"What do you want to do right after lunch?"

"We spotted a hot tub outside the gym room and we wanted to try it out.
It'd only take a few minutes, plus it'd help calm me down so I can get to
sleep faster."

"Kid, have I ever told you to consider being a used car or real estate
salesman when you grow up?  I think you're trying to con me.  I'll go along
with it on two conditions.  First, you don't do it alone; and two, no more
than one hour after lunch you are in bed.  Deal?"

I looked at Michele and Marich who then looked to Mr. Michael.  When he
nodded okay to the boys I told Uncle Ray it was a deal.  He said I had to
get a robe from the front desk; they wouldn't appreciate me running around
in my just my shorts.

The hot tub was outside in the cold weather.  Taking off the robe I could
feel the cold air blowing over my body and in a couple of minutes it felt
like it was cutting through me.  Marich set the timer for the jets and we
climbed in.  Compared to the temperature in the air, this water was really
hot.  Slowly, we settled to the seats.  Then I saw both Michele and Marich
moving, but didn't know what they were doing.  Marich told me to drop my
shorts and aim my butt at the jests.  I reached over and felt his legs, he
was naked in the hot tub.  I joined him and he was right, this felt great.
I didn't do this long though; if someone saw us and it caused trouble,
Uncle Ray would really get mad.

Marich sat in Michele's lap and the two started speaking in that language
again.  Marich looked at me while talking to Michele and said "Hocem
vpijanje vas kurc."

Michele and Marich both looked at me and smiled.  I had no idea what they
were talking about and smiled back anyway.  Judging from the way they were
moving and the look on Marich's face, I knew they were up to something.
When I asked what was up, Marich said Michele was giving him a massage.
Okay, I could accept that, but where was he massaging?

We kept our word to the adults and headed to the rooms before the hour was
up.  We all promised to take a rest, not necessarily a nap, and not
necessarily in our own room.  The boys came with me.  We stripped out of
the wet shorts, finished drying off, and climbed into the spare bed.  I had
let Uncle Ray know when we headed up and he said he'd come wake us in about
two hours if we hadn't shown our faces by then.  When we got in bed I asked
Marich what Michele had said last night when we parted.

"What you mean by what did Michele say, when?"

"You know, when the three of us said good night out in the hall and agreed
to go sledding this morning.  It sounded something like 'Vi ste tudi razbur
.... Hocem ...slcherni..."

"Oh, I know what you mean.  He say 'Vi ste tudi razurljiv to hocem okus
slcherni del od vas sivot' That mean he think you hot and he want to play
with you."

I just sat there looking at both of them.  I couldn't believe this kid had
just said he wanted to fool around with me.

"Brad, you Americans silly.  Where we from it okay for boys to play
together, that how we learn.  What you learn from, book?  Back home a boy
learns about himself from a older brother, a cousin, or an uncle; depends
on who in family.  I have no brother or uncle, so my cousin teach me.
Where we from that okay.  I think you learn from uncle.  I smell dry cum on
you this morning."

I blushed bright red and was both shocked and scared.  If Marich told
anybody, Uncle Ray and I would both be in big trouble.

"It okay, Brad.  I can tell you Michele teach me; but I can not tell
Mr. Ray.  You can say uncle teach you; but not okay to tell my father.
Understand?"

"Yeah; it's just .... Well, you know .... Over here we don't talk about those
things."

"Back home, we not talk about them either, but we don't hide from them.
You turn red this morning when we find you naked in bed.  When we in room
we stay naked most of time, more comfortable.  You Americans try to hide
yourself too much ... that silly."

"Well, with all he said, all those words, all he said was he thinks I'm
hot?"

"No, he actually say he thought you are so hot he want to eat you all
over."

I sat there thinking about it for only a moment when I grew this
mischievous grin and looked at both of them; then I held my arms out...

"Well, here I am, have at me."

They looked at one another, grinned and then attacked me.  Each took a side
and went to town.  These guys knew what they were doing and how to drive a
boy wild.  While one nursed a nipple the other tongue fucked an ear; they
moved all up and down.  During all this one of them was massaging and
squeezing my package and had me whimpering the whole time.  I reached under
both of them and had a handful of their packages in each hand.  While they
worked on me they humped my hands.  Then they really shocked me.

We had been doing this a while and were all three panting for breath.  Both
boys sat up on their knees and kissed, and I mean kissed like they really
knew what they were doing.  I almost went over the edge watching Marich
suck on Michele's tongue.  While they did this I continued to jack both of
them; one of them was jacking me, and all three of us lost it almost
simultaneously.

When we caught our breaths I told them we better get some rest or Uncle Ray
would really be pissed with me.  We lay down under the sheet.  I lay on my
right side as normal with Uncle Ray.  Michele spooned against my front, as
he touched me I realized that he had gotten me a little wet.  Marich
spooned against my back.  Shortly, and I mean very shortly, I heard the
electronic lock release and the room door opened.  We played possum.  When
the door closed we each giggled under our breaths.  Uncle Ray and Mr.
Michael woke us some time later.

If you've never been on a night-time sleigh ride, there is one thing to
remember -- it's cold.  If you're a southern boy like me, then it's very
cold.  Normally, I'd sit with Uncle Ray and scrunch up against him but that
wasn't where it was warm.  Having two grandmotherly types along had big
advantages.  First, pampering me was a top priority for them, and second,
they had big warm fur coats.  I sat in the sleigh peeking out over the fur
coat sleeves I was wrapped in.  We stopped at this little log cabin looking
place and had war apple cider.  I decided this would not be a drink of
choice any time soon, but it was warm.  When we got back to the lodge it
was surprising how much of the evening had passed.  As we went in I felt
chilled to the bone.

Uncle Ray filled the tub with warm water and we settled in for a good soak.
This was really nice because he let me sit in his lap while he bathed me,
just like it used to be.  My original plans were for a repeat of the last
night, but Uncle Ray had other plans.

"I think we have a tired boy here."

"I'm okay."

"Yeah, that's why you're melting down on me now, right?"

"This just feels good.  We haven't done this in a while."

I lay there while he washed warm water up on my body, enjoying the feel of
being wrapped in his arms as the water ran down my body.  When he finished
the front he rolled me over, I lay my head on his shoulder.  I was almost
asleep when he picked me up and got out of the tub.  He dried us both and
carried me to bed; I loved the pampering and the gentle way he handled me.
When he pulled the comforter over us I stretched out as much as I could and
snuggled into him as much as possible.  He gently rubbed my back and then
cupped my butt in his hand as I slipped off to sleep.


End Chapter Seventeen

To Be Continued; comments welcome; contact Dwight Wilson at
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