Date: Wed, 24 Sep 2014 22:56:45 -0400
From: Rob K <dayraideroh@live.com>
Subject: Spring Break With Jeremy - Chapter 10

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And now...Chapter 10!!

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Spring Break with Jeremy - Chapter 10

-Wednesday-

As I drove to Tristan's house to pick up some clothes and stuff, I realized
how quiet it had become in the car.  Looking in my rearview mirror I saw
both boys looking down, texting.  Occasionally one would glance at the
other and grin or suppress a giggle, so I knew that something was going on.

I have to admit I was a little disappointed.  I was truly looking forward
to see what Jeremy would do if I was totally submissive.  Would he tie me
up or just order me to do embarrassing things?  One thing was for certain,
he would order me to fuck him hard at least a few times.  Sighing, I
realized that this would have to wait until Friday afternoon, after we took
Tristan home.

My GSP eventually alerted me that we had reached Tristan's house.
"Alright, is this it?" I asked.

Both boys looked.  "Yeah, that's it," Tristan said.  "I'll be right back."
He then hopped out of the car.

"I'll come with you," Jeremy said, also getting out of the car.

"Ahh...lovely," I chuckled watching both boys walk toward the decent-sized
house.  I noticed that Jeremy was just a little taller.  "Makes sense," I
thought.  "Jeremy's a little older.  I wonder if Tristan has even hit
puberty."

My mind then wandered, imagining seeing both of them naked together.  The
door shutting snapped me to my senses, followed by the other.  Both boys
had returned and were buckling up.  Between them was a small duffle bag,
obviously full of clothes and what-nots.

"Alright boys, let's be off," I said as I started the car and began the
trip home.

It took about thirty minutes to get home.  Again the air had been filled
with just the sounds of the radio; the two had been texting again.  Driving
into the garage I parked next to my daily driver Ferrari.

"Oh shit!" Tristan exclaimed.  "That's an Italia!"

"Oh yeah," Jeremy said in an offhand manner.  "Steve has a couple of
Ferraris."

Both boys exited the car and Tristan walked over to admire the fiery red
sports car.  "Can you take me for a spin in it?" he pleaded, looking up at
me with puppy-dog eyes.

I chuckled and nodded.  "Sure, we can do it tomorrow, but for now, let's
head on in.  I'll take your bag up to the guest room where Jeremy has been
staying."  I took the bag from him and walked in with both boys behind me.
I turned and looked at Jeremy.  "Why don't you two go into the living room
and get comfortable, and I'll be right down."

Jeremy grinned at me...almost slyly.  "Alright, I'll do that while you take
his bag to the guest room I've been staying in," he said, trying not to
giggle.  If I wasn't mistaken, Tristan also was trying to keep a straight
face.  The two quickly turned and went inside, leaving me wondering what
just happened.

I walked upstairs and rushed into my bedroom.  I grabbed Jeremy's clothes
off of the floor and went into the large guest room down the hall.  Opening
the door I tossed the clothes on the floor went to the bed.  I pulled back
the sheets and quickly made the bed appear as if it had been slept in.
When the room looked as if it had been inhabited, I grabbed my laptop from
my room and made my way downstairs where the sounds of a video game
emanated.

I walked into the living room to see both boys lying on their stomachs,
intently playing a game.  I instantly noticed that both boys had shed their
shoes and socks.  Grinning, I sat on the couch behind them and opened my
laptop, pretending to pay attention to what was on the screen.  What really
had my attention were the two sets of beautiful feet, directly in front of
me.  Of course, Jeremy's were the most stunning in the world.  Tristan's
were a little smaller and slightly narrower but still amazingly beautiful.
The thought of me playing with them caused certain parts to wake up, so I
forced the thoughts from my mind and proceeded to check my email.  But...I
constantly found myself glancing up, staring at the two sets of soles aimed
at me, marveling at how flawless they both were.

Boys being boys, they were hardly idle for more than a few minutes at a
time.  I watched as they laid flat, rose up on their toes, kicked in the
air, and in Jeremy's case, as they would rub each other.  I'm sure anyone
out there that's a footlover would agree.  Sometimes you just can't look
enough.

Eventually I got into my email and planned out next week's schedule.  After
a while I was interrupted by Jeremy and Tristan turning the game off and
standing up.

"Would it be alright if we were to go swimming?" Jeremy asked.

"Yeah, can we?" Tristan quickly added.  "Jer says that you have an amazing
pool!"

I chuckled and nodded.  "Sure, sounds like a great idea.  Go ahead and get
ready before heading down.  I want to get a drink first, but I'll be right
there.  They didn't have to be told twice before they were running out of
the room, Tristan on Jeremy's heels.

Turning, I went into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water before
heading upstairs.  I figured that they'd still be getting ready but the
door to the guestroom was still open and the room empty.  Walking into my
room, I quickly shucked my clothes and pulled on my regular swim trunks.
"No sense in scaring our guest by wearing my Speedo," I chuckled to myself
as I walked out and down toward the pool room.  As I approached the pool I
noticed a single pile of clothes.  Looking closer I saw not only two pair
of shirts and shorts, but also Jeremy's black boxers and a pair of white
briefs.  My head shot up as I looked out the large windows overlooking the
outside portion of the pool.  There I saw two boys playing in the water.
"Those little imps," I muttered.  Taking a deep breath I walked through the
door where the afternoon sun instantly warmed my almost bare skin.  The two
boys were splashing about and laughing...such a beautiful sound...but I
needed to have words with my little lover.  "Hey Jeremy," I called.  "Can
you come here for a sec?"  I then walked a bit away from the pool so we
could have a discussion in private.

Jeremy climbed out of the pool in his naked glory and walked toward me.
Fuck, the sight was stunning.  Tristan gave a whistle behind him causing
him to turn and yell, "shut up!"  Laughing, he eventually reached me.

"Yeah?" he asked innocently.

"Jer..." I started.  "Are you sure it's a good idea for your friend to be
hanging around here naked?"

At first he looked a little confused, but then realization crossed his
face, along with a smile.  "Come on Steve.  It's all in good fun."

"Yeah, I know..." I said, looking over his shoulder at Tristan who was now
swimming back and forth in the pool.  "But do you know how much trouble..."

"Steve..." Jeremy cut me off.  His face had a seriousness I had rarely seen
before.  "It's cool."  He then bit his lower lip.  "He...he knows about
us."

I could literally feel the color drain from my face.  Someone else knew
that I was fooling around with a pre-teen.  I stood there speechless for a
few seconds.  "He knows?"  I managed to ask.

"I'm sorry Steve, but he and I don't have any secrets and..." he turned and
looked over his shoulder and then back at me.  "He does the same stuff with
his older cousin, so he's totally cool with everything."

I blinked a few times.  "Wait...he fools around with his older cousin so
you thought it was alright to tell him about us?"

"Steve..." Jeremy whined slightly.  "I'm sorry.  I was just...frustrated a
little while ago."

"Frustrated?" I asked.  "Frustrated at what?"

He looked for a moment like he was going to cry.  "Because...my best friend
lost his virginity before I lost mine.  Tristan was telling me everything
and how amazing it all felt...all this while you were just jacking me off."

For a little while, I didn't know what to say.  Eventually, I got on my
knee and looked up at him.  "Hey...I'm sorry if I took a little longer than
your friend's cousin.  Had I known what we could have been doing..."

Jeremy finally broke out into a slight smile.  "...you would have fucked me
earlier?"

I chuckled a little and pulled him into a hug.  "Of course."  I answered,
gently running my fingers through his hair.  "I just wanted to make sure
you were ready."

"Hey!" Tristan called from the pool.  "Don't be getting busy now!"

I looked past Jeremy to see Tristan face and arms as he hung at the side of
the pool.  I then looked back at Jeremy and stood back up, giving a quick
kiss on the cheek as I did.  "Well..." I said.  "I might as well let
Tristan know that what's going on."

"Thanks Steve!  I promise you won't regret it," Jeremy said, brightening
up.  He then ran past me and stopped at the edge.  "It's all cool...he
knows," he told Tristan

"Yeah, that's right," I said, walking up behind Jeremy.  I then shrugged in
feigned indifference and looked down at him.  "So I take it that anything
that goes on here...stays here?"  I just needed to know where this little
guy was coming from.

Tristan's face grew into a broad grin as he looked up at me.  "Are you
kidding?  Why in the world would I want to go and fuck up something sweet
like this?"

Jeremy turned at me and gave me a `told ya so' look before jumping into the
pool.

I watched as Tristan turned and lunged at him and laughing.  Okay...so now
I had two naked boys and tons of innuendo that there was more to happen.
"What the hell?" I muttered as I dropped my swim trunks and jumped over the
boys, making a huge splash.

They instantly attacked me, laughing and climbing onto me.  Needless to
say, I let my hands wander so within seconds, I had fully groped both boys,
touching them everywhere.  For the next few hours I took turns launching
them from my shoulders and playing some underwater wrestling game they had
invented.  Everything was in good fun and as I had them, each of them had
more than a handful when it came to groping and grabbing at me.

I eventually pulled myself from the pool and laid back on one of the deck
chairs, worn out by both of their energies.  I couldn't get the grin off my
face as I watched them continue to wrestle, grab and poke each other; each
egging the other on with a sting of profanities.  Soon after, they both
pulled themselves from the pool, laughing, giggling, and having a great
time.  I captured the scene in my head, hoping to be able to store it away
for life.  As suspected, it looked like Tristan might just be in the
beginning stages of puberty.  His small cock was totally hairless and his
balls looked as they might have just started hanging lower.  They made
their ways to some deck chairs next to mine with Tristan in the middle.

"Damn Jer, you were right," Tristan said as he stared at my crotch.  "He
does have a nice one."

I looked at him quizzically and then laughed.  "Well, I like it," I said.
Since the whole acceptance of having two naked beauties had sunken in, I
had been sporting a semi.

"You bet...and man does he know how to use it."  Jeremy said as if showing
off...something that kind of filled me with a bit of pride.

"My cousin's is a little shorter and not as thick," Tristan said, still
looking at my member.

"Well, how old is he?" I asked.

"He just turned twenty," Tristan said, laying back now and closing his
eyes.  "I even gave him a good birthday fuck the other night but..."

"But what?" Jeremy asked.

Tristan sighed.  "He only does it just to get off.  He doesn't really care
about returning the favor."

"Yeah, you've told me.  That does suck," Jeremy said, laying back but
looking at Tristan.

I sat my chair up a little more upright and looked at him.  "Well...do you
enjoy when you and your cousin play together?"

"You mean when he just fucks me?" Tristan corrected.  "Well yeah, it's
great.  But he only likes doing me doggie style, and after he's done, he
pulls up his pants and takes off."

"Leaving you hanging," I finished noticing him nodding.  I looked over at
Jeremy who was looking directly at me with a question in his gaze.  My eyes
grew slightly and I glanced down at Tristan and then back at him, just to
see him give a short nod.  Was he serious?  He must have somehow known my
answer because a broad grin crossed his face.

"Hey Tristan..." Jeremy started before I could say anything.  "How would
you like it if Steve fucked you?

*****

Ok...I really REALLY envy Steve now!

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