Date: Mon, 2 Apr 2012 23:21:22 -0700 (PDT)
From: Chris Martin <kaholo1154@yahoo.com>
Subject: Godbrother Ricky, Part 14

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Godbrother Ricky, Part 14

I laid my body completely on him, cock to cock, and rubbed myself up and
down smearing the sperm against our bodies.  I stopped and laid on him for
a while.  I lifted my head and looked at him and his was expressionless,
and so I rolled off and got a towel to clean off our mess.

I got back in bed.  Both of us on our backs looking toward the ceiling.
"Oh, I probably fucked it up with him!"  I thought to myself.

"Shouldn't we be smoking cigarettes now?"  he asked.

We laughed.  "phew, so he's not mad at me," I thought to myself, "but what
about tomorrow morning?"

I had difficulty sleeping!  Sleeping double on a twin bed, there is not way
you can avoid body contact, and subsequently my cock was hard the whole
night, and I knew if I did not sleep well, I would not perform well during
volleyball camp.  So I slid out of the bed and hopped into Robby's bed.

Damn, damn, damn... seemed like I was just asleep for an hour or so when
that darn alarm rang.

Robby reached over and turned it off, and hopped out of bed with too much
bounce and cheer considering I did not get much sleep.  I looked at him and
then at his morning woodie.

"You wanna get off again?" I asked as I moved the blanket showing Robby my
excited state that was very similar to his. It seemed seeing his erect cock
was like a good cup of coffee.

He smiled at me, and sat at side.  He made the first move and wrapped his
fingers around my cock.  I leaned sideways a bit and wrapped my fingers
around his hard blood engorged cock.  Seeing his cock in full daylight
rather during the dim night light got me aroused.  His cock looked so much
longer.  His cock head stretched to the fullest.

I looked at him, and he was busy looking at my cock as he stroke it.  I
matched him stroke for stroke. He then took his thumb and rubbed my pre-cum
around the head of my cock.  I did the same to him.  As I stroked his cock,
his other hand rubbed my arm. I reached up and rubbed his pec/chest, and
then I played with his nipple, which he liked--nho--nipple hard on.

"Robby, I'm getting close," I warned him, and sat up a bit so I could lick
and nibble at his pec/tit.

He pulled my head closer to his nipples, "Yeah, that feels great...me too!
Yeah, I love what you're going!"  I think that is reference to me nibbling
at his nipple.

He increased his stroke and grip on my cock; I did the same to him and
buried my face into his pec/nipple and sucked and bit on his tit.  I felt
his cock fill up even harder, if that is possible, but his cock felt like
it was engorged more, and soon, "oh yesss..."

I felt his cock start to spasm as he fired off his juice all over the
floor. I watched as his one eyed monster opened and fired off!  He blasted
high and far!  All this added to my excitement, and I started to orgasm,
"oh fuck, yeah...oohh Robby!" I cried out!  I sucked on his tit even
harder.

I laid back, "wow, what a way to start the day!"

Robby laughed and to my surprise he put his index finger in the my cum that
spewed onto my abs in the folds of my six pack and mixed it around
spreading it on my abs.

"Better get this cleaned up. Can't have you walking to the bathroom with
this on your stomach.  What will the guys say?"  Robby said as he reached
for box of kleenex on the dresser; his cock still hard.  He handed me
several tissues and took several himself to wipe his cock before he reached
down to clean the mess on the floor.

"Heck, look how far you shot?" I exclaimed pointing to cum that had gone on
the other bed and wiping the cum off myself.  "You know, it takes a while
for me to get soft, and it looks like you too!"

"Yeah, but I think after I piss, I'll be okay!"  Robby remarked.

We both gathered our toiletries, wrapped our towels around our waist and
headed to the shower.

We passed Hoku, who was on his way out.  "Eh, how come you guys take a
shower before practice?  You guys took one after practice right?"

Robby replied, "We take warm showers to wake up the muscles, increase the
circulation, and warm up the joints.  Nobody taught you guys that?"

 "Wow, that was good answer!" I remarked when we had the showers running
and we were alone.  I looked over at him and at his cock, which had gone
done but still plump.  We rinsed off and Robby actually had his water temp
a lot warmer than mine--I mean you could see the steam. He indeed was using
the hot shower to warm up his shoulders and back. I guess he was serious.

I sat across from James at breakfast, whom had his hair combed differently
and looking mighty fine.  I had a quick vision in my mine of his cock, and
damn, I felt a stir in my loins.  "Damn, I so want to see your cock in all
its glory!" I thought lustfully.

Went back to the dorm to brush up and don our knee pads and VB shoes.  As
we approached the dorm, I saw Clark heading out.  Damn he looked so hot!
His build kind of reminded me of Ricky.  I have always found men who wear
glasses hot!  I guess it was too much television of watching mild mannered
Clark Kent.  Ha, Clark and Clark, what a coincidence!!

I stopped and stared at him as he exited.  I did not realize that I was
staring at him.  He walked towards me, "You ready for another challenging
day?" and this snapped me back.

"So what's the reward going be today?" I teased him trying to cover my
obvious staring/checking him out moment.

Clark just laughed.  His wavy hair bounced and tossed in the wind as he
walked past me.  I turned to watch him as he walked away, and a few
seconds, he turned to see me watching him.  "You better hurry, you don't
want to be late!"

After we did the group stretches and calisthenics we broke up into assigned
groups and went to the different exercise stations.  The day's work out was
challenging and I started to see improvements in my endurance, my vertical
jumps, and in my passing and setting skills.

Towards the end of the day, we had a scrimmage.  The setters were
instructed to set the ball with our hands ONLY and no bump sets.  Now that
is a challenge, because if the ball is not passed high enough the only
resort is to bump set the ball for the spikers.

The teams were evenly matched.  Even though it was past 3:30, we were still
playing.  Back then the team scored after a winning shot, and no points
made during a side out.  Subsequently the match went on and on.  The other
groups were done for the day, and so they sat around watching--including
the instructors/coaches and assistants, everyone!!

We had a great match going.  Both teams were on fire!  We did not win!
However, I made an amazing set.  One of the players on the team passed a
ball off a hard spike; the ball flew into the net and rebounded off the
net.  Somehow I managed to get under the ball by sliding on my back and
setting it with my hands.  I was able to set the ball perfectly and Robby
was able to hit a winner.  Cheers, applauds, and whistles rang through the
gym.  Robby gave me a hug! And the others on the team gave me high fives.

Coaches came over to congratulate me, but I remember Clark's approach most
of all.  He was the last one to congratulate me.  He came up for a high
five and when I met his hand with mine, he grabbed my hand and then pulled
me in for a hug.  I felt his massive chest against mine, he gave my butt a
pat, and somehow it was a crotch to crotch situation.  Brief enough for me
to feel his bulge.  Damn, I was in seventh heaven.

"Ha, so did I win?" I teasingly asked him.

"That was quite an amazing set you did!  And it was perfectly placed!"
Clark complimented me.  "That set definitely deserves a reward, huh?!"

We both laughed as he placed his arm my shoulder and pulled me close to
him.  Damn, he felt so strong, and he even smelled good--manly scent.  (And
I am not talking Old Spice!)

We walked back to the dorm.  "So I saw you exit the boy's dorm this
morning, why's that?" I asked Clark.

"Why?  I am the resident assistant during the camp," he replied.  "I'm at
the end of first floor just down the hall from you guys. Who do you think
sits in the office at night making sure you boys are safe and behaving
properly?"

We entered the dorm and headed down the hall.  We stopped at my room; the
door was open, and Robby was in the middle of taking his shirt off.

"See you later!" Clark said as he gave my butt another slap.

I shut the door.  I was feeling great: amazing perfect set and Clark's
approval.  I was all smiles and Robby sensed that I was happy.  "How the
hell did you do that set?  You just slid under that ball and set it
perfectly! I didn't think you'd be able to set it cleanly."

"I don't know...I just saw that ball and all I could do to get low and
under that ball was to slide.  Heck, I was surprised when I set that ball
high enough for you, and damn, you just killed that ball!" I commented with
much excitement.  I approached Robby and gave him a hug, Robby hugged me
back.

A knock on the door interrupted our hug! We quickly broke off our hug, and
Robby rushed to open the door.  It was Uncle Harry, who worked in the
office, with a message for me.  "I told him to call after you pau (Hawaiian
for finish) dinner, so he going call around 7!" Uncle informed me as he
handed me the piece of paper.

"Mahalo Uncle!" I said as I took the message from him.  I looked at the
piece of paper, "Ricky called.  `I hope you are having fun while you train
and perfect your skills.' He will try to call around 7 after pau dinner.
uh" I stared at the writing, "beautiful penmanship," I thought to myself.

"Who is it?" Robby asked me.

"Ricky!"  I replied.  I was feeling a bit weak in the knees.  I was feeling
excited and happy, yet sad and wanting him. Not just to hear his voice, but
to see him, hold him, feel him, kiss him, and surrender myself to him.  I
started to see him in my mine, envisioned him vividly naked.  "After
dinner" seemed so far away.

****************************************************************************

Thanks for reading Godbrother Ricky, Part 14. I have to apologize for the
lengthy storyline, and hope you enjoyed my experience with someone who was
a good friend, and who on a different level from Ricky, I fell in love with
too. I enjoyed writing of my experience; kind of like re-living my youth!
If you want to write me with your comments and/or suggestions, please do so
at Kaholo1154@yahoo.com. I love hearing from you and will respond.