Date: Sun, 12 Mar 2017 19:21:43 -0500
From: Carl Williams <txs.lore@gmail.com>
Subject: Spring Break is Good Too

Spring Break is Good Too

By Carl ,   txs.lore@gmail.com

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Spring Break is Good Too


I think I got a great kid.  I believe he was as normal as can be and
enjoyed life as much as any kid.  I really appreciate the relationship we
had, and have.  It wasn't always easy, and there were rough spots as well
as great moments.  I really believe he was a happy kid, and he had great
friends.

When Jason was in elementary school, he was a popular kid.  He had many
friends.  His birthday parties were well attended.  That was partly due to
the timing, during the school year, before the holidays, no where near a
break that sent families out of town.  But it was also due to the fact that
he was nice to just about everybody in his class.  He had a great smile too.
I really think that factored into things too.

One thing that became clear was the difference between elementary school
kid friendship and those that he developed in the years to follow.
Playmates in elementary school transformed into true friends, with a depth
of friendship that was unknown before.  While Jason would remain popular
and count hundreds of kids as his friends, the most meaningful
relationships were few in number but the quality excelled.  Jason developed
a very deep friendship with one boy, David.  I swear I could see it
happening the very first time they got together.  We were at the football
orientation, the purpose of which was to inform potential players and their
parents about what was expected by playing football in the junior high and
beyond.  Jason had never met David as they came from different feeder
elementary schools.  They were lined up together as they ran patterns and
caught footballs.  It started with each giving the typical slight head bob
meaning "what's up".  Then a few smiles.  More talking. Fist bumping.
Chest bumping.  And even leaning on each other.  They walked off the field
as good friends.

Week after week, we got to see more and more of David.  As school started,
they were in a few classes together and it turned out those were the ones
that they both made better grades.  On Saturday nights, it was common that
they would sleep over at one house or the other.  They shared a lot of
things, new opportunities, routine matters, the pains of being 12, 13, 14....
They had many other friends but these two boys were tight.

They went to summer camp together between 7th and 8th grade.  It looked
like they both aged years in the single month that they were at camp.  Not
only had they come back with beautiful dark tans, they were a bit wiser,
and a bit more sedate.   It wasn't just that they hadn't slept more than a
few hours each night, something had them chilling out.   To me, that was
when their friendship matured a little more.   I was thrilled.  Just
because of what a father has to do, there are times when father and son
have a conflict.  Not one ever turned into anything really, other than
learning opportunities for Jason.  However, there were times when I liked
David a little more than Jason.  At least, David wasn't bowing up to me at
the time.   And David and I became good friends too.

It also seemed that they were sync'd when it came to puberty.   When they
met, they were two hairless little boys.  By the time they got back from
camp, it was like puberty had slammed them hard.  I remember being shocked
when we stopped at a swimming pool after picking them up at camp.  We had
to stop, it was still many hours of driving and the both smelled like a
pair of feed lot Ropers.  Inside the changing room in the State Park, they
quickly stripped out of their clothes.   Besides the amazing contrast of
tan bodies and stunningly white butts, there they were! Pubes!  Both had a
nice little patch of pubic hair above their dicks.  I really wanted to say
something right then.  Neither of them was in that big of a hurry to put on
their swimsuits and neither was a bit shy as they stood there with me.

I did feel a bit older after that.  Jason and I did talk about it on the
ride home.  Jason's mom was asleep in the back seat, David was sleeping and
leaning on my shoulder as Jason and I discussed puberty and the
implications.  I was so amazed at well I did talking to him about it.  I
didn't use cute little names or choke up at the intimate details.  And I'm
glad we talked, it was clear that he didn't know it all!  And for once, he
admitted that he didn't know it all --- kidding -- kind of.

It was after football season and before the holidays when they were in 8th
grade.  I didn't leave early from work very much at all.  That day, I had a
meeting on our side of town and it just didn't seem worth it to go back to
the office.  I went on home.  I didn't think anybody was home, Jason's
mother was gone, the lights were out, the TV and music was off, it seemed
like a nice quiet afternoon.   I walked down the hall to our bedroom, I
stopped and looked into the girls' room, just checking.  Then a few more
feet and I looked into Jason's room.

I couldn't move!  On top of the bed, Jason and David were there without a
stitch of clothes.  The first thing that struck me was how much nakedness
there was.  I know that didn't bother me but it was when I saw David had
Jason's dick in his hand that I was knocked back a little.  It was when I
saw why Jason's dick was in David's hand that took my shock a little higher.
He was guiding Jason's dick into his mouth.  There was no doubt it was in,
I could see David's cheek bulge out.

I looked to see Jason's face.  He was flat on his back, with his head
between David's legs.  It was clear that Jason was treating David to the
same pleasure.  At the time, I wasn't even thinking about whether I should
stay or go, quit looking, or any other option.  I was still taking in what
I was seeing.  I sure hadn't made any judgement about it.

Then I saw David's eye open up, just for a second.  It didn't stop him.  But
then, his eye opened wide!  He stopped the head bobbing as I saw fear flush
over his face.  He then tried to get off the bed.  His dick was still being
sucked by Jason who wasn't ready to give it up.  When David's dick came out
of Jason's mouth, it came out with a huge POP!  Followed by Jason seeing me
standing there.  And he yelled, "OH GOD! DAD!"

I backed out of the room, went to my bedroom and just started to pace for a
few minutes. All my thoughts were about how I just messed up what my son
was doing.  I did quickly think about why I wasn't upset about it being gay.
I was a bit confused about why I wasn't upset about that.  Really, I didn't
have that much time to think.  Both boys appeared at the doorway, wearing
nothing but jeans that they had thrown on, they hadn't even buckled their
belts.

The discussion that happened next is much much harder to write about than I
expected.  One reason for that is it started as a very difficult thing to
discuss.  Another reason is that it became a very important and deep moment
in their lives.  Although, as I have tried to write it, I tend to make
myself look too nice and understanding.  I might have been but I really
can't do it justice without much more detail than anybody would ever read.  The
bottom line, we left smiling.

After that, the three of us shared something.  And I don't want it to seem
like we shared a secret, we shared the knowledge of what Jason's and
David's relationship meant to each other.  I said it then, and I said it
many times that I am absolutely thrilled that Jason could have a friend as
good as David.  And many times, just when I am alone with my thoughts, It
makes to so happy to think about them, even the things they do.

Since then, their relationship has gotten even stronger.  Over the years, I
have accommodated them.  We take a trip each year, just the 3 of us.
Sometimes, I spend the day out by myself and leave the room to them.  Or
recently, gotten them a second room.  And they do not waste a minute.

Even with a second room, my favorite part of the trip is when they come
join me in my bed.  It used to be with us in just underwear, a boy on
either side of me, snuggled up under my arms.  I probably took a little too
much liberty as to where my hands go but I never get a complaint.

And then came college.  For years, we heard plans about how they would be
roommates.  Sometimes it was in the dorm, other times it was in an
apartment across from campus with a hot tub, wet bar, patio, and a mirror
ball.  In reality, it ended up with colleges on opposite sides of the state.
It hasn't stopped them from communicating.  They text constantly.  Jason
admitted that Skype is a normal thing on a cold dormitory night.  I think
there are at least 30 pictures of David's dick on Jason's phone.

It was their second spring break.  Their plans of meeting up at some beach
resort and party until they just completely collapse went by the wayside
when they realized that their schools had different weeks for their spring
breaks.  They would have a weekend overlap and even that was shortened by
travel time home and back.  I did some things to facilitate maximizing
their together time.  Mostly, that meant calming down Jason's mother and
allowing him to have some time with David.  She would get enough time
during the week.  David spent Saturday night here.  I don't think they
slept at all.  I heard all kinds of fun going on all night long.   The
entire house got smelling of that certain musky scent.  I almost decided to
just toss his sheets in the trash and start with new instead of trying to
wash them.  But then, I still have Jason's Avatar sheets from when he was
10 or 11.

I was sitting at home, alone, on the Thursday of David's spring break.  I
was in the middle of cooking up a pasta dish that I am `famous' for when
David walked in.  He said he just wanted to come visit.  And it seemed that
he was pretty hungry too as he joined me for dinner and ate about
two-thirds of my creation.  I opened the wine that I was considering to go
along with dinner.   It was a bottle of really good wine.  It wasn't that I
was opposed to sharing with David, I thought I could open a much cheaper
bottle and he would appreciate it just as much.  Although, he did comment
on the wine and he recognized the primary characteristics of the wine. That
impressed me.  I was the one who lowered the sophistication of the
situation when I made a crude kidding comment about the drip of the
carbonara sauce on his shirt that looked like cum.

After dinner, we ended up on the couch.  We talked about school and
baseball.  He started showing me pictures of school, his friends there, and
any other random pictures he had.  As he put his phone away, he settled
into the couch, leaning on me and getting comfortable.  We talked a little
more, it got a little more serious, and a little more intimate.  As he
leaned up to get his glass, I rubbed his back.  He stayed there and just
enjoyed it.  I moved my hand to scratch my nose and David settled in,
laying on my chest and his head on my shoulder.  I was pleased, it just
felt very nice, feeling his warm body on mine.

I was telling David about when I picked them up from summer camp.  It was
making him giggle.  He was looking up and me and smiling.  Then, he moved
up and kissed me.  A quick kiss.  It made my eyes open up.  He had a sly
smile on his face.  He followed it with another kiss.  And another, and
another.   Each kiss got a little longer and got a little deeper.   I
didn't resist it but as he continued, I returned more of a kiss.  My arms
embraced him.  As I wrapped him up in my arms, he moved to make the kissing
even easier.  I moved my hands up and down his back.  I moved my head back
so I could get a breath and David moved so that he was now on top of me and
he dove right back into the kissing.

Out tongues were battling it out.  I was amazed at how soft yet strong his
lips felt.  He turned his head from side to side and he drove his tongue in
as deep as he could get it.  He would back off and suck my lip and grab it
between his teeth.  Then jump right back to deep kissing.  I put my hand
underneath his shirt in the back.  I spread my hand wide and I loved the
feel of his muscles as that flowed as he moved.  My other hand went to his
butt and I gave it a big squeeze.  His entire body reacted to it.  When he
gasped, I could feel the air in my lungs being sucked out.  A few more
squeezes and I moved my hand to his back and I worked to pull his shirt up
and off.  He quickly moved to help me get his shirt off.  He stopped to
enjoy my hands rub all up and down his back and sides.  Then he started
working on my shirt buttons.  His hands were shaking so much that he could
barely hold a button.  He was eventually able to undo all my buttons and
lay back on top of me.

I so enjoyed the warmth and feel of his smooth skin.  I growled a little
and he laughed.  I could feel his hard nipples pressing into my chest.  I
think he had 13 wispy chest hairs but I felt his smooth bare skin pressing
against my skin.  Each time I moved my hand, I would squeeze his back and
enjoyed the muscles react and he would be pressed against me even more.

David leaned up to get my shirt off completely and when he laid back on top
of me, I slid my hand down the back of his pants.  I thought the skin on
his back was smooth but I was so amazed at how soft and smooth his butt was.
It made him start to hump his hips and groan with each squeeze of his butt.
His belt was keeping me from exploring and doing more inside of his pants.  As
I tried to slide my hand over, David took the cue, he leaned up and with a
quick move, unbuckled his belt, unzipped and unbuttoned his pants.  It was
amazing to see how fast that happened.  He wasn't nearly as slick as he
attacked my pants.  With hands still shaking, he eventually undid my belt.  He
did pulled the button through but didn't really try for my zipper.  And he
grabbed my pants below the knee and pulled.  Coins and keys went flying as
he pulled my pants off.  He left my underwear on and they were clearly
tented with my boner.

David planted himself right back on me.  He rubbed his junk on mine.  I had
to smile when I saw that he was looking at my face to see my reaction.  I
helped out the humping he was doing as I threw both of my hands into his
underwear.  It seemed like each butt cheek was made to fit perfectly into
each of my hands.  I'd reach and pull his cheeks apart and he would moan
just a little.  I would sneak a finger in his crack and just touch his
moist hole and he would give a high pitch moan.  I would pull him tight to
me and we would both give a bit of a growl.

I almost jumped out of my body when David's hands found my dick and balls.  It
was a feeling I hadn't felt in a long time.  It made my whole body tighten
up and squeezed his butt so hard that he yelled.  I could feel that I had
leaked precum and he was using it and rubbing around my dick head.  He went
from playing with my dick to pulling on my balls.  I took one hand off of
David's butt and tried to pull my underwear off.  He then helped me as he
slid down my body to the floor.  When my underwear came off, I could feel
his breath on my dick.  He face was just inches from my crotch.  I was
expecting him to take me into his mouth and start sucking.  Instead, he
played with my dick and balls in about every way he could.   I was really
enjoying it but I reached down and grabbed him.  I pulled him up and he
stood in front of me.  I peeled his pants and underwear right off of him.  His
dick popped free and flicked a bit of precum on to my cheek.  His scent was
stronger than ever.  It was the scent that I has smelled coming from
Jason's room and such for years.  It was a hard musky scent, with a mix of
fresh and aged cum.  I was breathing it in deeply.  And there in front of
my eyes was a gorgeous dick.  Hard and thumping with his heath beat.  Smooth
pink skin, a few veins, and amazing length where he was cut.  His dick head
was just cute, not all that big compared to the shaft and actually had
characteristics of David's nose.

His balls hung low and long.  They were the first things that I reached up
and touched.  His balls were heavy and hard, they weren't huge at all.  It
was his scrotum that was amazing.  It was so soft and velvety.  There was a
light soft fuzz over it all.  It didn't even look like there was hair on
his balls, but I could feel it.  The pubes above his dick were trimmed
short but still have good volume.  I could see where he had shaved other
pubes to keep a nice tight V shape.  My fingers roamed from his scrotum to
his pubes and I was a bit surprised that they were much softer than any
pubes I had ever touched.

I purposely had avoided touching his dick.  Then I moved to just barely
touch it with my fingertips.  I heard him moan and his legs started to
buckle.  I reached around and grabbed a handful of his butt cheek to help
keep him standing.  He grabbed a handful of my hair and grasps it hard.  I
gently passed my fingers along his dick.  When I tickled the underside of
his dick head, he let out a loud and strained scream.  His legs dick buckle
then, I don't think he could have helped it.  He crumbled on top of me.  I
felt his boner rub down the side of my face.  We ended up on the floor.  His
chest on my face, his dick poking in to my belly.  My fingers found his
butt hole and I just had to tease a little.

We rolled to get enough floor space, pushing the table out of the way.  A
little more kissing.  I found his nipples and gave them a few sucks.  And
then he lined up our boners and began rocking back and forth.  It was
obvious that he had some practice in that.  It was a new experience for me.
All I had to do was stay there and let him make both our boners feel great.
He would mix in ball grinding.  His balls would press on mine and he would
grind his hips to that our balls started to feel like they were in the same
scrotum.  He could tell that I was getting ready to cum.  And he wanted it
to last much longer.  He rolled a little more and we ended up kissing, with
him securely in my arms.  I had a thought right then about how great it was
to be in that naked embrace.  I had never had a naked boy, or man, that
intimate with me ever.

We rolled around and caressed each other for quite a while.  Then he said
the first words spoken since we started.  He asked me to fuck him.  I think
he thought I asked him to say it two more times because I wanted to hear
it, I just asked because I wasn't really thinking he was saying that.  When
I told him that I had never, his smile got bigger and he said "Really?"
with a little devilish grin.  He didn't believe me right then.

When he rolled off of me, I thought that was going to be the end of it all.
But he reached under the couch, up inside the frame of the couch and he
brought out a stained bottle of lube.  I had to giggle a little, I didn't
know it was there yet David went right to it.  I watched as he squirted
some on his fingers and started to work it on his hole.  I made him turn so
I could see.  I realized that it was the first time I had ever seen his
tight little hole.   I was stroking my boner as I watched and I had to be
careful to not get too aggressive.  Then David started lubing up my
boner.  David
laughed at my reaction to that.  He took a lot of time, and a lot of lube
to slowly lube my dick.  He told me I had an awesome dick.  And then he
moved to straddle me.

I held my head up as I watched my dick disappear inside of him.  I had to
hold up his scrotum to be able to see.  I was amazed at the sight of it.  I
did get out the words "first time".  And he smiled between grimacing as my
dick went deeper inside of him.  My dick could feel the warm and amazingly
soft inside of David.  And when I was all the way in, the weight of David
sitting on me was wonderful.  And my boner shifted inside of him and I
could feel him all the way.  He wiggled his butt and grinded against me.  Then
he rose up and my boner started to slide out. I could feel my dick head
right at the edge of his hole, then he lowered himself back down.  Each
time he humped, it seemed just a bit more smoother and faster.  I had never
felt a better fuck in all my life.  And I was laying back and enjoying it.

David didn't just hump in a great long rhythm, he also moved his butt
around and it made my boner bend in circles.   David humped and humped.  I
was so close so many times but I made myself last a little longer.   Sweat
started to drip off of David.   I was starting to whimper when he said he
had to shoot.  I was lifting my hips off the floor and growling with I felt
his convulse.  His rope of cum hit me in the face and I let loose with my
own.  I was shooting cum inside of him as he covered my chest and belly
with his cum.  I thought about how wonderful it was to orgasm
together.  Something
that had only happened to me a very few times.

My dick grew ultrasensitive and he was jumping with any movement of my dick
inside of him.  He collapsed on my chest.  I loved the feeling of his hot
sweaty body on mine.  We laid there motionless for a few moments.  Then my
softening dick popped out of his hole.  His whole body jerked.  I laughed
and he joined.  For several minutes, I slowly rubbed his back and butt. I
realized that he had fallen asleep on top of me.  I was content with that
and I drifted off to sleep myself.

It was dark outside when we both started to stir again.  When I saw his
eyes open, I gave him an awkward "Hi".  And he returned it with a cute
little grin.  I was little worried there would be guilt on one side or the
other.  We began talking again and I came out and asked what brought that
on.  David told me that he had thought about it for years.  He had a few
reasons that really boosted my ego.

When we started to move, we were glued together at the belly.  I asked if
he wanted to shower together.  He liked that idea.  He headed that to the
shower.  Instead of going to my big master bathroom shower, he went to the
bathroom off of Jason's bedroom.   He closed his eyes and let me wash him
all over.  He looked so relaxed when he got out of the shower.  Well, all
but his boner.  I wasn't ready to start at it again, so I just washed it
and let him enjoy that bit.

He spent the night in my bed and we drifted off to sleep with talking about
how it was really my first time and what it meant to both of us.  Morning
started out pretty good, too.

I would love to know what you think.  Please email and let me know, good or
bad, I'd like to hear.

txs.lore@gmail.com    Thanks, Carl