Date: Fri, 12 Aug 2005 05:14:56 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bill <bil47_new@yahoo.com>
Subject: Just Like Old Times 3

Just Like Old Times - Part 3

(Time: Late summer, 1990)

When the man kissed his wife good-bye on Wednesday morning, he
tried to avoid thinking that by nightfall he'd be entertaining
two naked 13-year-old boys in the king-size bed upstairs.

"I hope your mom's operation goes well tomorrow.  Give my best to
your folks," he said as he set off for work.  "I'll call this
evening.  Have a good flight."

"Good-bye, Bill," said the smiling woman.

"Good-bye, Daddy!" called his 7-year-old daughter as the car
backed out the driveway.

His 10-year-old son waved and said "See you on Friday, Dad".

As he drove off, he felt a pang of guilt.  He really shouldn't be
doing this.  What if his wife found out?  What if his kids did?
But as thoughts of Bobby filtered back into his consciousness,
the guilt was promptly squelched... overwhelmed by his erotic
urges.  It had been 5 days since his last encounter with the
self-confident young hustler, and he was as impatient and excited
as a little kid awaiting Christmas.   The man's imagination was
going wild with fantasies about mind-blowing three-way sex with
young boys.  Everything had been going perfectly... his wife and
kids would be 400 miles away...  Bobby and this other kid named
Travis were scheduled to meet him in the park at 9:00... he had
even stopped masturbating, so he would be fully primed.

That evening, as the sun went down, he called his wife at her
parents' house, then showered and shaved, and picked out clothing
that might appeal to the boys... a torso-hugging polo shirt with
the logo of his college varsity swim team, some designer jeans,
and square-toed western boots.  Then he set out for the city and
the large woodland park that bordered Bobby's neighborhood.
Arriving at the designated spot, he switched off his headlights,
turned onto the side road, and parked behind the big open-air
picnic pavilion.  In the last little remnant of the day's light
he saw two boys, sitting atop one of the tables.  The man got out
of the car and walked toward them.  He could make out the
features of the boys better...  Bobby with his dark hair and tan
skin... and a blond kid, about the same age, who was cute beyond
belief.  This was going to be a great night!

"Hi Bobby!" called the man, as he walked up to the picnic table.
"And you must be Travis."

"Hey!" said Bobby with a smile and a little wave.

"So I finally get to meet the guy I've been hearing so much
about," said Travis in a slightly effeminate voice.  "I can see
why Bobby has a crush on you."

"Travis!!  I never said..." howled Bobby.  He punched Travis,
hard, in his upper arm.  "You asshole!  I oughta..."

"Don't hit me!" squealed Travis, giggling as he cringed.  "I'll
shut up!  I promise!  Don't hit me again!"

"It's OK, Bobby," said the man.  "I can tell he just trying to
yank your chain."

"Yeah; he's good at that,"  mumbled the dark-haired boy as he
stood up.

"So, are you guys ready to go?"  Both boys nodded. "Then hop in.
You ever been in a jacuzzi hot tub?  I've got one on the back
patio."

"Awesome!" said the boys, almost in unison, as they climbed into
the big Lexus sedan.

As they drove the 20 minutes to the man's house in the suburbs,
Bobby fooled with the radio, looking for edgy rock music. He also
let his hand wander along the man's leg, and up to his crotch.
The man did the same to him, though they didn't get into
seriously overt sexual play.  Travis, in the back seat, was a
regular chatterbox.  He kept up a running conversation about a
wide assortment of subjects, such as popular culture a la People
Magazine; the music of boy bands and pop divas; and a childishly
simplistic take on politics.

As they pulled into the man's driveway, the boys were clearly
impressed with the upscale neighborhood.

"Wow!  Your house is huge!" said Travis.

"Yeah; really!" Bobby chimed in.

The man pushed the automatic garage door opener and drove in.
Nobody would see them getting out of the car.  Entering the
kitchen from the garage, the man went to the refrigerator.

"Get you guys something to drink?  A soda? Beer? Wine cooler?"

"Beer for me," said Bobby.

"What kinda coolers you got?" asked the blond-haired boy, sidling
up beside the man and snatching a Bartles and Jaymes from the
rack on the door.

The man got beers for himself and Bobby.

"Let's go in the living room and get comfortable," said the man.
"Pick out a CD if you like."

Bobby raced ahead through the tastefully-decorated room and made
a beeline for the hi-tech stereo.  The boy scanned through the
racks of CDs, rejecting the "oldies" from the 70s and early 80s.

"You got the new George Thorogood... that should be OK," he said,
and in a moment the strains of raucous guitar and wailing sax
filled the living room.  Bobby and Travis were standing in the
center of the room, taking swigs of their drinks and moving their
hips to the music as the man looked on.  He was charmed as always
by Bobby's cheerful self-confidence and handsome looks, and
aroused by the sexiness of the Travis's gorgeous face and slender
body.  Bobby drank the last of his beer and put down the bottle.
"Want us to get undressed, Billy?"  Before getting the obvious
reply, Bobby began stripping off his clothes, followed
immediately by Travis doing the same.  The tee shirts slid over
their heads and jeans down their legs. Bobby, wearing only snug
white briefs, had solid shoulders and a wiry torso just starting
to show some muscle definition.  Travis wore red bikini-style
briefs, and had a more androgynous body... rail-thin and with
delicate features... but it was clear from the bulge in those
briefs that he had a decent-sized dick for a 13-year-old.  As the
man sat back on the sofa to watch, rubbing his hardening cock
through his jeans, the two boys were dancing around playing
air-guitar in their underpants.  The man wondered if they had
ever watched the scene in the Tom Cruise movie "Risky Business".

Then Bobby began a strip-tease, slowly lowering his underpants as
he watched the man's reaction.  The man was totally mesmerized,
eagerly watching as the boy's meager batch of pubic hairs came
into view, then... slowly and teasingly... the beautiful penis
and balls.  He slid the briefs down the rest of the way and
kicked them off.  Travis stayed off to the side, letting the
dark-haired boy have center stage.  Bobby was dancing in front of
the man in a bump-and-grind that made his hardening cock bounce
and sway erotically.  Then he turned around and rubbed his hands
sensuously around his smooth slender ass.  When he turned back
around to face the man, his circumcised dick was all the way
hard, the 5-inch boner pointing up toward the ceiling.  He glowed
with pride at the lustful hunger in the man's eyes.

Now it was Travis's turn to strip, and he came up withing 2 feet
of the man and moved in slow, sexy motions as he ran his hands
all over his torso and ass and thighs... then pulled down the
front of his skimpy briefs just enough for the man to see he was
completely hairless.  He turned his back to the man and pulled
down the waistband in back to reveal his perfect little round
butt, then teasingly slid the waistband back up.  Turning back to
face the man and standing very close, Travis thrust his crotch
forward.

"Pull down my underpants, Billy," he said in a sultry voice.

'Oh, God. Yes!' thought the man, as he reached out to lower the
boy-panties, revealing a stunningly erotic 4-inch soft penis.
The cock-head was only half-hidden by its sheath of foreskin.
Plump adolescent balls hung in a dangling sack.  And as the man
fondled it, the penis lengthened and thickened... quickly pulsing
to a beautiful boy-boner... perhaps a half-inch longer than
Bobby's, and a bit thicker.  It was totally hairless, and the
foreskin receded behind the nicely flared, pale-purple cock-head.
The impressive boner was unexpected on the slender boyish body,
and the man dipped his head down to give it a good suck.  But
Travis danced away, still teasing, and kicked his briefs across
the room.

Now the two boys were back together, totally naked, standing
face-to-face... boner-to-boner. Each boy held his erection at its
base, and brought it forward until the cock-heads touched.

"Ever seen guys do a sword-fight with boners?" Bobby asked the
man, as his erection slid against Travis's, directed by his
fingers.

"Not since I was your age," replied the man, rubbing his own hard
cock and thinking about how much this scene was just like old
times with his buddies, back when he was a 13-year-old.  Watching
the two boys engage in sex play seemed even more erotic than when
he had first witnessed such scenes 25 years before.

Then Travis leaned forward and whispered in Bobby's ear.  Bobby
grinned and whispered something back.  Then all of a sudden....

"Attack!!" shouted the naked boys as they ran over to the sofa
and jumped on the seated man, wrestling with him as they pulled
his clothing off.  The man didn't resist, of course, and in two
minutes he was as naked as Bobby and Travis. The man happily
wrestled with the two squirming boys on top of him.  He could
easily have  tossed their light bodies off of him, but he craved
the delightful feeling of their bare skin... their wonderfully
stiff boy-cocks... rubbing against him.

"Let's do a 3-way sword-fight," suggested Bobby.

They all stood in a tight circle, left arms around each others'
shoulders, right hands on their dicks, and brought their
erections together in the center.  The three cock-heads slipped
and slid together, lubricated by a flow of pre-cum emerging from
the man's throbbing penis.

"How 'bout if I suck you guys?" asked Travis, with a sincere,
eager look on his face.

"God, yes!" said the man.

The boy dropped to his knees, reached out, and took a hard cock
in each hand... Bobby's slender and smooth 5-incher, and the
man's plump, veined 6 inches.  The man and dark-haired boy still
stood hip-to-hip, with arms around each other's shoulder, and
Travis brought the erections as close together as he could.  He
began tonguing the two cock-heads, both at once.  Then he
stretched his lips extra-wide and took both into his mouth, his
tongue slathering all around them.

Travis couldn't take both boners more than an inch or so into his
mouth, so he began alternating between the two... sucking the
man's cock aggressively for 30 seconds while he jacked Bobby's...
then switching to suck Bobby's cock for 30... then back.  And
then he stayed on the larger cock, as Bobby moved around behind
the man.  As Travis's head bobbed up and down on the man's
erection, taking it expertly and effortless to the hilt, time
after time, Bobby wrapped his arms around the man's torso.

The man was justifiably proud of his well-defined pecs and abs,
the product of years of regular work-outs at the gym, and Bobby
caressed him eagerly and admiringly.  The boy ran his fingers
through the soft brown chest hair, toyed for a while with the
man's nipples, then slid one hand across the man's hard belly and
down to cup his balls.  Bobby was 8 inches shorter than the man,
and his face rested against the man's upper back, while his stiff
boy-cock rubbed between the man's inner thighs.

"That's so good!  Suck me deep! Oh, yeah; like that!  Pinch my
nipples harder!" The man's head was thrown back and his face
contorted with pleasure that coursed throughout his body.  He was
at the center of a boy-sandwich... a wild sex-fantasy come true.
But it only got better.

Travis's hand reached between the man's legs and his fingers
moved up to the man's butt, massaging the ass cheeks, and working
their way into the crack to tickle his asshole.

Travis's finger left for a second, then returned, spit-laden, to
insinuate itself into the anal pucker.

"Oh, God!  That's incredible!" moaned the man, and his hips
involuntarily thrust forward, driving his cock forcefully into
the boy's throat.  The boy hungrily devoured every centimeter of
thick cock meat.

Bobby's tongue was now licking the man's back... his fingers
pinching the nipple with incredibly exquisite pleasure-pain...
his other hand squeezing tighter on the man's balls.

Travis's mouth was moving up and down... twisting side-to-side...
as his finger probed deeper, finding the magic spot in the man's
rectum and rubbing it gently.

"Oh!  Oh!  Oh!  Oh, Jesus, yes!  I'm gonna... AGHHHH!"

The pent-up sperm in the man's balls exploded into Travis's
mouth.  Blasts of hot semen pulsed from the spasming cock,
dripping down the boy's chin as he swallowed again and again.
The boy's finger continued the prostate massage as the man's anus
clenched rhythmically, overwhelming the man's body with almost
unbearable raw pleasure.

"Enough!...  Oh, Jesus... I can't take any more!" howled the man,
as his body was blasted with hyper-stimulation.  The boys backed
off, leaving the man stunned... his nipples and balls deliciously
throbbing... his cock and asshole still spasming with residual
mini-orgasms.

"Let's do the hot tub," said Bobby, and he grabbed the man's hand
to pull him toward the door to the back yard.

"Can we get another drink, Billy?" asked Travis.

"Sure.  Help yourself," said the man, regaining consciousness and
smiling, as he watched the two naked 13-year-olds run into the
kitchen, their boners swaying and bobbing.  The new tingle that
ran through the man's body suggested that his sexual energy would
be recharging faster than usual, reviving itself quickly for
another round of lust.  "Jesus!... and we're just getting
started," he murmured to himself, glad that he'd saved up his
sperm for almost a week.

Out on the back deck, in the warm summer air, the fiberglass spa
was bathed in subtle lighting.  Fencing and tall shrubs shielded
it from the view of neighboring houses.  The man clicked a switch
that turned on a dozen quiet water jets, as the three of them
climbed from the surrounding wood deck into the 100-degree (38 C)
water.  Leaning back against smooth built-in seats, all three
said "ahhhh!" as they sank shoulder-deep into the water.

"Wow!  This feels great!" said Bobby in a loud joyous voice,
taking a long pull on his bottle of beer.  He was quickly shushed
by the man.  With a neighboring house less than 60 feet away, he
didn't want to raise any suspicions.

As they relaxed in the water, their feet were all together in the
center of the  6-foot diameter tub.  What began as inadvertent
contact quickly developed into a 3-way underwater game of
"footsie"... three pairs of feet rubbing against each other...
then sliding along legs... inevitably seeking out crotches.
The man stretched his legs out so his feet were fondling each
boy's stiff cock.  The boys, in turn, each had a foot rubbing
against the man's penis.

"You guys are getting me hard again!" said the man quietly, a
smile of satisfaction glowing on his face.  "How about if we have
some more fun?"

"Wanna suck me?" asked Travis, letting his body float up so his
beautiful boner rose above the surface of the water.

"I want to suck both of you."  The man arranged the two boys
side-by-side, arms around each other's shoulder, sitting up on
the side of the tub.  Kneeling in the water before them, the man
felt up both warm, wet erections and the dangling ball-sacks.
They were so beautiful...  Bobby with the very beginnings of
pubic hair... Travis with nearly invisible blond peach-fuzz...
each possessing an utterly gorgeous example of young-adolescent
genitals.  The man kissed Bobby's cock-head, then Travis's...
then back to Bobby's to let the slender glans slide between his
lips, running his tongue all around the head, then down the shaft
all the way to the base.  Then the same treatment for Travis's
slight thicker cock... with the added novelty of a foreskin with
which his lips and tongue could play.

Back and forth he went... a minute sucking Bobby's delicious
cock... a minute on Travis's delightful boner... then back to
Bobby.  Whichever boy wasn't in his mouth was getting jacked by
his hand.  He was like a kid with free reign of a candy store,
grabbing and gobbling up every succulent treasure in view.  He
marveled that sucking a 13-year-old was so much more erotic than
sucking a man... and sucking two at once was absolute heaven!
His mouth was working up and down the shafts, his tongue
slathering every bit of cock-flesh... giving special attention to
each smooth,  hot glans... toying with each piss-slits... one
hand fondling a ball-sack while the other masturbated a cock.

And the boys were loving it!  Bobby and Travis were squirming
with sexual pleasure, leg muscles tensing, hugging each other
tighter.  Each had a hand on the man's head, gently encouraging
the rhythmic bobbing of his head.

"I'm gettin' close!" gasped Travis.

"Oh, yeah!  Me too!" said Bobby.

The man pulled his mouth away and began jacking both of the
boy-boners... one in each fist... fast and firmly.  The boys were
groaning with extreme lust (too loudly, but the man was
temporarily oblivious to what the neighbors might hear).  Up and
down his hands raced... sliding Travis's foreskin with his fist,
and running his thumb and forefinger in a circle back and forth
across the ridge of Bobby's circumcised cock-head.

"Oh!... Oh!... I'm cummin'!" gasped Bobby, as the man opened his
mouth just above his masturbating hand to catch the spurt of cum.
And while Bobby's sperm was still gushing, Travis crashed over
the edge into orgasm.

"Oh, God!... Here it cums!" he yelped, as his first shot hit the
man's face.  The man quickly moved his mouth to catch the rest...
a second helping of delicious boy-semen.

The man's hands kneaded both cocks, gently milking the last of
their cum, and moving his mouth from one penis to the other to
lick it from each piss-slit as it oozed out.

"Awesome!" groaned Bobby.

"Man!  You're a great cocksucker!" said Travis.

The man flinched momentarily.  Cocksucker. It  had always been
the ultimate insult.  Cocksucker.  He ran the word over in his
brain.   Yes; that's what he was.  The boy had meant it as a
compliment, and it was true.  In spite of being married for 15
years, his greatest sexual pleasure came from cocksucking... from
servicing a warm, stiff erection with his mouth... most
especially, from worshiping the hot boner of a horny 13-year-old.

"Let's go inside, guys,"  said the man, his mind finally
registering that the neighbors may have gotten an earful.
"Want to watch some porn?  I got some good videos."

"Sure!" they both said in unison.

Grabbing towels that the man had left by the door, they headed
inside.  Up in the master bedroom, the man had prepared in
advance for the next round of action.  Earlier in the evening
he'd fetched his porn videos from their hiding place and lined
them up next to the 36-inch TV.  The covers were stripped off the
king-size bed, leaving only a satin bottom sheet.  Six pillows
sat atop.  The lights were dimmed, and a bottle of lube sat on
the bedside table.

"Pick out a tape and load it in the VCR," said the man.

The boys perused the collection and immediately got into a
dispute.  Bobby wanted hetero porn; Travis wanted gay.

"I guess I'll have to settle it," said the man.  "We'll go with
the Bi tape that I just got today."

The man and boys propped up the pillows against the headboard and
settled back to watch the all-sex, no-plot video featuring a
diverse cast who appeared three at a time... some scenes with two
men and a woman; others with two women and a man.  It wasn't long
before the boys and man were massaging their cocks... all of them
getting hard and horny again.

Travis turned his attention away from the screen and began
running his hands over the man's muscular chest and arms.  He
rose to his knees, facing the man, and whispered in his ear,
"You have such an incredible body!"  He brought his lips to the
man's mouth and gave him a sloppy tongue kiss while reaching down
to stroke the man's cock.  The man felt a surge of erotic energy
at the boy's blatant seduction, and he returned the kiss, pulling
Travis onto his lap, and they began making out in earnest.

"I'm so hot for you!" said the boy breathlessly when the kiss
broke. "I'll bet you want to fuck me, don't you?" he said in a
sultry feminine voice as he wrapped his arms more tightly around
the man's neck.  On the screen, one actor was licking the
actress's slit while a second actor fucked the first from behind.
"I'll bet you wanna do that... pump your handsome cock into my
boy-pussy."  He reached down and gave the man's erection several
more firm strokes, as his tongue snaked back in the man's mouth.
Then he slid off the man's lap and positioned himself face-down,
with his knees tucked under, showing off his round butt to the
man.  He reached back and pulled his ass cheeks apart to reveal
his pink anal pucker, making the muscle flex open.

The man turned to Bobby, sitting beside him and silently raised
his eyebrows.  The boy just shrugged, with a somewhat embarrassed
grin, at the wantonness of his friend.

"I think I'd like to watch Bobby fuck you first," the man told
Travis.

"Cool!  Come on, Bobby.  Get my ass all lubed me up for Billy
with your cum."

"Sure thing, Trav.  You know I always like to fuck you," replied
the dark-haired lad, as he reached over and gave the other boy's
upraised ass a gentle slap.

Travis grabbed one of the thick pillows and clutched it to his
chest, kneeling with his legs splayed wide.  Bobby reached over
to the bedside table and grabbed the bottle of lube, applying a
generous coating to his boner.

"Oh, Bobby. Fuck me good," said the boy with a hungry urgency as
he looked back over his shoulder.

Bobby got into position behind Travis, stroking his cock in one
hand and fingering the boy's asshole with the other.  The man
knelt beside the boys, feasting his eyes on the unfolding scene,
gazing close up as Bobby's erection came into contact with
Travis's twitching anus.

"Give it to me!" pleaded the effeminate blond boy, as Bobby's
cock-head rubbed against the sensitive flesh and then pushed
forward, being swallowed by the hole.

The man was breathless as he watched, his face less than two feet
away, as the 5-inch boner slid into the boy's fuck-hole.  Travis
was well-accustomed to being fucked... by men as well as boys...
and he moaned with exquisite lust as his rectum was slowly
filled.  The forward progress of Bobby's lubed cock didn't stop
until it was in all the way.

"Oh baby!  Yes!  Fuck me hard!" said the bottom-boy, and Bobby
did just as he asked.  He pulled back, and then plunged
forward... fast and firmly... raising a whimper of submissive
pleasure from Travis.  Then Bobby started to fuck in a steady,
medium-tempo rhythm of fuck strokes... holding Travis's hip bones
and pulling the ass toward him each time he thrust his hips
forward.

The man was the ultimate voyeur... watching the ultimate
pornographic display.  He ran his hands over both boys' bodies,
reaching in to fondle Bobby's balls as they swung back and
forth, and reaching around with his other hand to play with
Travis's stiff penis.

Then the man positioned himself on his back, sliding underneath
Travis's body, with his face underneath Travis's up-raised crotch
so he could watch the erotic scene in extreme close-up.  As
Travis's dangling balls bounced against the man's chin... and
Bobby's balls against his forehead... the man's eyes were only
two or three inches from the lubed cock fucking into the Travis's
asshole.  He watched as the anal flesh protruded slightly with
each out-stroke, like pursed lips sucking during a blow-job.
And he felt an incredible excitement each time the cock plunged
back in the hole, right in front of his eyes.

Meanwhile, Travis was in an ideal 69 position above the man, and
he sank his mouth on the man's cock.  He began sucking the man,
but was careful not to work so intensely that the man orgasmed.
Travis wanted the man's cock to be ready to fuck him after Bobby
was through.

The man began sucking Travis's balls, while his fingertips grazed
the shaft of Bobby's erection as it emerged from Travis's hole
and then plunged back.  He formed his thumb and forefinger in a
circle around the churning, slippery boy-cock, just outside
Travis's anus, and applied pressure around the thrusting boner.
It was like a second anal muscle, clenching on Bobby's cock, and
the boy began to thrust harder, aroused intensely by the new
sensation.

The man and both boys were thrashing with pleasure, as Bobby
fucked hard and fast, and Travis continued to suck the man's
erection.  The man had an incredible view as Bobby's ball-sack
pulled up tight and then disgorged its load of cum into the other
boy's innards, to the sound of lust-drenched grunts and moans.

Several more hard thrusts, and then Bobby slid his out his
throbbing, dripping boner.  The man, still sucking Travis's
balls, gazed at the dilated asshole... reddened and puffy from
the workout, the muscle still spasming with pleasure.  A drop of
cum seeped out to drip onto the man's forehead.

Travis's mouth popped off the man's boner. "Oh, Billy," he said.
"Come around and fuck me.  I gotta have a cock inside me again!"

The man extricated himself from under the boy and rolled him over
on his back, pushing Travis's legs back to the boy's chest.
There would be no need to go slow... his cock was lubricated with
saliva, and Travis's well-fucked ass was slick with lube and cum.

"Oh yeah!  Fuck me!" pleaded the boy, as the man positioned his
erection and pushed forward.  The boy's dilated asshole accepted
him with ease, and Travis purred with delight as the man's thick
cock sank into his rectum. With Travis's legs resting on the
man's shoulders, he began to pump in and out, gasping with
pleasure as he fucked an ass for the first time in his life.
In all the many times fucking his wife... and before that, other
women... he'd never tried the tighter hole; and he's always
declined the offers by the men with whom he'd been trading
blow-jobs over the past year.

Looking down on Travis's beautiful delicate face, the man was
aroused even more intensely by the sight of the boy's own sexual
pleasure... his face twisting as each cock-thrust sent a new rush
of ecstatic stimulation through the boy's body.  Travis began to
jack his boner, rapidly running the foreskin up and down over his
cock-head, desperate to cum while he was being fucked.

Travis was moaning his encouragement to be fucked harder and
faster when the man felt Bobby hands on his thrusting ass...
squeezing his balls... grasping a handful of ass-cheek and
kneading it firmly... then rubbing a spit-slick finger against
the flesh around his asshole.  The man began bucking his hips,
driving his cock relentlessly into the blond boy's tight ass.
The room echoed with their raucous sex-noises.

The orgasms came rapidly.  First was Travis, his sperm shooting
up onto his chest.  The boy's anus was spasming all around the
fast-thrusting boner, and this helped send the man into a
convulsion of orgasmic bliss... his whole body short-circuiting,
overloaded with sexual electricity.  When he collapsed on top of
Travis, their mouths joined, tongues merging, and they slid
together on the puddles of semen across the boy's chest and
belly.

All three were exhausted from the work-out, and relaxed on the
bed watching the video some more, hardly talking.  Finally, the
man proposed a shower, and they trooped into the large
master-bath, where the lavish shower stall easily held three.
The scene got boisterous, as their wet bodies wrestled playfully
and they groped each other's dicks and asses.

"Watch out!  I gotta pee!" announced Travis, and he unleashed his
flow on the other two, splattering against their legs and
crotches and bellies, as surprised shouts and laughter echoed in
the bathroom.  Bobby and the man retaliated by aiming their
penises at Travis and sending out dual streams of yellow in his
direction.

"Oh yeah!" said the blond-haired boy.  "All over me!"  He sank to
his knees in the middle of the shower stall as hot piss from the
two dicks hosed his face and hair and into his open mouth.  The
blissful look on the boy's face made the man jealous to be in his
place, but he hid his desire.

In only a minute, the interlude of pee-play was over, and they
were washing up... then out of the shower and drying off.

"Time to get you guys back.  It's almost 11:15," said the man,
looking at the bedside alarm clock.  "I have work tomorrow.  You
have a curfew?"

"Midnight during the summer," said Travis.

"My Mom works the 3-to-11 at the hospital downtown," said Bobby.
"She gets home about 11:30.  As long as I'm there when she gets
home, she's happy.  And if I'm late... well she's a little
pissed, but she gets over it."

The drive home was relatively quiet... music on the radio... an
occasional comment about the fun they'd had.  When they got back
to the park, the man said goodnight to Travis, but asked if Bobby
could stay for a minute.  Travis gave Bobby a wink as he exited
the back door and walked off into the darkness.

"Bobby... I was wondering.  I had a great time doing the 3-way
tonight, but I'd really like to... I mean, I want to be with you
again... just you and me.  Can I take you to my house again
tomorrow night, just the two of us?"

The boy smiled brightly.  "I thought maybe you'd like Travis
better.  He does those things that I keep telling everybody I
won't do, and... like...  you know...."

"Travis is fun, but I think you're fantastic, Bobby.  I'm happy
just being with you and doing the stuff you like.  And I'll
always respect your limits."

The boy's face glowed with happiness, and he tried to say
something, but the words weren't coming out.  Instead, he leaned
over close to the man, reached a hand behind the man's neck, and
planted his warm, full lips on the man's mouth.  The surprised
man pulled the boy into his arms and  returned the kiss, wet lips
sliding together.  Bobby didn't extend his tongue, and neither
did the man, but for a full minute they shared a warm, loving
(though not lustful) kiss.  When they separated, Bobby's eyes
were moist.

"I... I really like you Billy!  See you here tomorrow night at
9:00.  OK?"

"Absolutely!" said the man.

And with that, the boy bounced out of the car and started walking
quickly away.  He turned and waved... then disappeared into the
night.

The man dabbed at his eyes with the back of his hand.

"I love you too, Bobby."

End of Part 3

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