On A Wing And A Prayer (M/B)
(c)BC Dude 1997
bc_dude@hotmail.com (BC Dude)

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not charge any fee for that service or a fee to access the story.  You may
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WARNING

This story involves Gay, Man / Teenage Boy sex.  If this type of story is
illegal where you live, or you are not legally old enough to read it,
don't!

About the story

This story is fiction .... well, most of it is fiction.  This is my first
attempt at this type of story, or any story for that matter.  Your comments
are welcome.  If I get enough feedback I will finish the story and may
write others.  

I will respond to your e-mail.


On A Wing And A Prayer (M/B B/B cons)
(c)BC Dude 1997	
(bc_dude@hotmail.com)

Chapter 21 -  Sean

The fog slowly lifted and I opened my eyes.  

"Still dark ...... what time is it", I thought to myself.  I turned on the
flashlight to see my watch.  "Only 4:38."  Justin stirred slightly and
hugged the arm I had around him.  As I started to drift off I heard a noise
..... like a voice, not speaking anything, just a low soft voice.  I
concentrated on the noise, where was it, what was it .... or who?  I
thought of Sean in the tent some twenty feet away.  Could it be him talking
in his sleep?  No, it didn't sound right, but it was in that direction. 
Then I heard it again, but this time there was no mistaking the loud
'sniff', followed by the heaving sounds of someone crying.  "Shit, how long
had he been like this, and what was the problem.  It couldn't be caused by
pain or he'd call out or be groaning, or something."  The longer I listened
the more evident it was that he was crying.  "Fuck, poor kid", I thought. 
"Alone, accident, his prize new bike crashed.  I could understand.  But
there must be more.  Should I go and talk to him?  Would he be embarrassed
to be caught crying?"  Twenty minutes later and he was still crying.  I
couldn't take it anymore.

"Justin ...... Justin", I said quietly as I shook his shoulder.

"Mmmmm, what?"

"Justin, Sean seems to be in a bad way.  I'm going to go and see."

"Want me to come?"

"No, maybe I should go alone."

"Okay, call if you need me."

"Right."

I slipped out of the sleeping bag and quietly opened the tent door.  Walked
the few feet to Sean's tent and kneeled at the door.  No doubt about it, he
was crying.

"Sean", I called.

No answer.

"Sean, I know your crying and have been for awhile.  I know you probably
don't want us to know, but you need to know you've got friends here."

"GO AWAY!", came the reply between his jagged breaths.

"Okay, but we're right here if you need us."

"I don't need you, GO AWAY!"

Sean was really upset and didn't want to talk.  Some guys just haven't
learned to share their troubles.  Well, I was a stranger.  I went back to
the tent and slid in beside Justin.

"Sean won't talk to me."

"Yeah, I heard."

"Well you can't help someone if they don't want to be helped", I replied.

"I guess."

We laid there in silence listening to Sean's steady sob's for another
twenty minutes.

"Fuck this", Justin declared.  "I'm going to straighten that guy out."

Justin was out the tent door in a flash.  I heard the zipper on Sean's
tent.  Then it sounded like World War III.

"What the Fuck do you want .... get out of here."

"Look ass hole.  You're hurt, and we can see you're hurting.  Jim is the
best guy in the world.  He really cares.  Your a fucking ass hole for not
letting him try to help.  You're not the first guy he's helped and probably
won't be the last.  So you're fucking crying .... so what.  It just means
you're hurt and nothing, I mean nothing, helps that like having a friend
... and you need a friend and you've got two right here."

Justin lit into him for 5 minutes.  I think I'd have been looking for a
hole to crawl into if it had been directed at me.  I don't think I'd ever
seen this side of Justin before.

"Get the fuck out of here you fucking FAG.  Go back to your QUEER DADDY!"

When I heard that one I sat up so fast I nearly got a nose bleed.

The sound of Justin's hand slapping some part of Sean's body could have
been heard fifty feet away.

"Now just stop right there!  Your right, I'm gay and so is Jim, but that
ain't why we stopped to help you, you fucking idiot.  We stopped because
you were hurt.  He saved my life before he knew who or what I was.  We've
done nothing ..... NOTHING to approach you or threaten you.  All we've
offered is friendship and help.  If you don't want our help .... FINE ...
but you've no call for that."

"Yeah, but what about the noises I heard earlier.  Don't tell me you two
weren't making out."

"Yeah, we were making out and we love each other.  What goes on in our tent
is our business.  BUT, why does the sound of two guys making out cause you
to cry for hours?"

'Good question I thought to myself.'

"Because ...... because ...... be ....."

The silence became overpowering.  Sean was sobbing softly again. 

"Do you need any more of those pain killers", Justin asked softly.

"No, no thank you.  The one's I took earlier are still working."

"Do you want to talk about it", Justin asked.

"After what I just said you'd still do that?"

"Yeah, I would."

"Why?"

"Because that's the way I am, and that's what Jim taught me.  When someone
is hurting and out of control you don't just run away."

"I'm sorry", Sean said.  "But I don't think I can face Jim after what I
just did."

"Sean, don't sweat it.  Jim won't hold it against you, but if you feel
better we can stay here."

"No, I guess I'd better face it", Sean offered.

"You don't have too."

"Yes I do."

A moment or two later, and several painful yips from Sean as he moved and
broke open some fresh scabs, they were coming through our tent door.  Sean
was carrying ... dragging .... his sleeping bag.

"Jim, I'm sorry ........"

"Don't", I broke in.  "We all say things we don't mean to when we're
upset."

Sean forced a smile and watched open eyed as Justin slid into our double
bag.  He put his down beside us and made a few more yelps as he got into
it.  I grinned as I remembered the last case of road rash I had and how it
hurt like hell to stretch those fresh wounds.

"You think this is funny", Sean asked.

"I was just remembering my last time.  Believe me, I know how you feel."  I
told him about my crashes and the aftermath.  I could see a grin on the
corners of his mouth.  I could also see the look of horror in Justin's
face.  I guess I started to embellish a bit.

"Fuck you're an ass hole", Justin said as he punched me.

"Hey, that's parent abuse", I responded.

"If you keep that up you'll see real abuse you .... you .... you .... you
PARENT!

"Now that's low!"

"I'll show you low ....."

"Are you guys always this crazy", Sean asked.

"NO", both Justin and I replied.  "Usually we're much worse."

Justin stared at Sean, but he couldn't hold it.  Justin burst out laughing
and rolled onto me in heaves of hysterical laughter.  Sean continued to
stare.

"Is this for real", Sean asked.

"You better believe it", I said.

"You guys really do love each other .... I mean .... it's not just sex."

"I guess you're not so dumb after all", Justin replied.

"So, do you want to talk Sean."

"No, not now.  I think I can sleep now though."  Sean laid back, got
comfortable and closed his eyes.

Justin and I hugged as we laid back.  Maybe we could all sleep now.

The sun hit the tent around 8 and the warmth woke me up.  I opened my eyes
to find Sean watching Justin and me intently.

"Morning Sean."

"Morning Jim."

"Sleep well."

"Finally."

"Good."

"Jim."

"Yeah."

"I'm really sorry about last night."

"What about the crying or the other thing."

"Both."

"Don't worry about it."

"That's it .... no lecture .... no whatever."

"Would it make a difference."

"No."

"Then don't worry about it."

"I don't believe it."

"I told you he was a good guy", Justin broke in.

"How long you been awake Justin?"

"Long enough."

I gave Justin a morning squeeze and he kissed me.  We both noticed Sean
blush.

"I think we need a morning dip, and Sean really needs to wash off some of
that blood.", Justin said.

"I agree."

Justin and I slipped out of the tent and ran for the river.  We must have
been in the water for 5 minutes before Sean appeared.  He limped down to
the water and walked in.  We could both see the pain on his face as the
water hit some of the open wounds but it would do him good.  Justin and I
splashed around while Sean carefully washed.  

Neither Justin or I had really looked at him the day before but today we
both gave him a good once over.  He was in really good shape, very little
fat and excellent muscle definition.  The one thing that really stood out
was his all over tan.

"I'll go get the fire going", Justin offered as he got out of the water and
headed for the campsite.  I grabbed a towel and stood by the water drying
off.  Sean walked over with his towel and asked if I would help him get
dry.  I agreed.

I got a good look at the road rash and almost all of it was just
superficial.  It would be gone in a week.  A few spots were a little deeper
and would probably leave some scars.  I asked about any other pain and he
told me his whole insides felt like he'd just been tackled by the entire
offensive line of the football team.  I knew what he meant.

By the time we walked back, Justin had a fire going and was starting
breakfast.  French toast and sausage today.

During breakfast Sean started to talk about a few things.  He talked about
his job, school, being out of school, no college plans, his bike, his
friends.  We told him about us, Bill and Kevin, and where we had been, what
had happened and where we were going.  Sean told us about his father, who
was dead, and his mother and her new boyfriend.  We talked about a lot,
except last night.

"Sean, do you need to phone your mother or something?"

"I'd rather not."

"Won't she be worried?"

"That's the problem.  If she heard about the accident, I'd never hear the
end of it and I'd have to ship the bike home and take the bus .... if she
didn't drive down here.  I've got to do this myself."

"Well, if that's what you want, I guess you're old enough."

"Thanks."

After breakfast we decided to stay by the river for the day.  Sean could
let some of those open wounds close up and I could work on his bike.  We
decided I would go back to the store for some more stuff and Justin would
keep Sean company.

When I returned an hour or so later, Justin and Sean were sunning
themselves together.  Both boys were working on their "all over" tans and
talking.

Sean was little more 'together' as we made lunch and generally horsed
around.  I could tell he wanted to talk, but couldn't get it out.  I
figured he would talk when he was ready.  After lunch we went to work on
his bike.  The damage wasn't all that bad .... other than the handle bars
and mirrors.  Only one piece of plastic was cracked and the other scratches
were more like scuff marks and should come out with a good cut polish.  By
mid afternoon we had done all we could and Sean was clearly in pain by
then.  A couple more T-3's fixed that.

We did steaks on the fire for supper and then just sat around sharing each
other's company.  As the sun went down we sipped another cup of hot
chocolate and decided to call it a day.  To morrow we would continue our
journey and Sean would ride with us as far as Spokane.  

Sean kind of followed me around as we put things away for the night and I
could tell he was getting ready to talk.

"Jim, can we talk for a minute."

"Sure Sean."

"Look, I'm real sorry about last night.  I know you told me not to worry
about it, but I am.  I shouldn't have said those things.  I'm not gay,
haven't even wanted to try it when I was a kid when the other guys did, but
I'm not homophobic either.  I was just hurt and lonely.  And when I heard
you guys being together, I lost it.  I'm sorry."

"That's nice Sean, I figured you were having a problem, so don't worry
about it."

"Thanks, can I sleep with you guys to night.  I just don't want to be
alone."

"Sure you can, and you don't need to worry about us attacking you either."

"Fuck, I know that.  I don't even care if you guys make out.  I just don't
want to be alone."

"Go get your stuff."

"It's already in the tent.  Justin said it would be okay."

We settled into the tent, Justin and me together, and Sean in his own
sleeping bag.  Making love seemed to be out for to night so we just cuddled
together.  Face to face, our cocks rubbing, we quietly kissed and held each
other.  Sean was soon fast asleep so we decided to quietly make love.  

Justin's hand slowly moved down my back and around my stomach and came to
rest with a steady grip on my very hard cock.  I thrust gently into his
hand as he stroked.  God that felt good.  I returned the favor and soon
were busy jacking each other.  I felt a dribble of pre cum emerge from his
cock and I rubbed it around his cock head while he moaned softly.  Moments
later he returned the favor.  Our lips locked and our tongues danced.  We
traded breath, back and forth raising our state of arousal.  We bucked
against each other, our hands slipped off each others cock's as we ground
our hard throbbing cocks against the other.  We held each other in our bear
hug making a us appear as one.  I came first, my body held rigid against my
love.  I felt my cock twitch and pulse as the juice of love shot between
us.  Justin's cock slid and squirmed in my fresh cum.  He stiffened with a
final thrust.  I could feel his cock pulse between us as his cum mingled
with mine.  We kissed and held each other.

At some point I saw over Justin and noticed Sean, laying on his side, eyes
open, watching.  Sean didn't turn away when we made eye contact.  He just
smiled, and closed his eyes.

Justin and I fell asleep in each other's arms.

I awoke to Justin nibbling on my ear.

"Morning", he whispered.  "Sleep well?"

"With you, always."

As Justin moved his head I could see Sean, eyes open, watching us.

"Morning Sean."

"Morning Jim, Justin."

"Sleep well", I asked.

"Very."

"How's the bumps and bruises today?"

"Only hurts when I move", Sean said with a grin.

"Then don't move", Justin countered.

"Gotta take a piss."

"Then you better move, we don't want that in here", I added.

"Yeah, but I got a problem."

"What", Justin asked.

"I think he needs some privacy Justin."

"Oh", Justin answered.

Sean blushed.

"Don't sweat it Sean", Justin said matter of factly, "everybody wakes up
that way.  I do."

Justin threw back the sleeping bag to reveal his hard cock.

Sean blushed a deeper shade of pink.

"How do you guys do it", Sean spoke, his voice a bit shaky.  "You guys just
act and talk about anything like everything is so normal."

"That's because it is", I answered.  "But we could always keep ourselves
busy so you can sneak out if you like", I said with a wicked grin.

"Sounds good to me", Justin added.

"DON'T YOU DARE", Sean replied.

"Oh, a dare", Justin snickered.

"No, No. I take it back.  It wasn't a dare", Sean pleaded.

"DAM", Justin grinned.

"You guys are NUTS", Sean giggled.

Sean opened the tent door and slipped out into the morning.  His hard cock
bounced slightly as he moved but he made no effort to hide it.  I guess he
had to prove he could do it.  A few moments later he returned and grabbed
his cut off's through the door.

"Okay guys, you can do whatever you want now."

"Hmmmm, I can think of a lot of things we could do now", Justin said with a
evil smile.

"Me too", I added.

"Think we should", Justin asked.

"Yeah, lets."

"I don't believe it", Sean said from somewhere outside the tent.

Justin and I burst through the tent door, our morning hard on's leading the
way.

Sean stood there not knowing what was coming next.

"Hey man, we gotta piss too", Justin said.

Justin and I stood side by side for a few moments trying to piss.  Finally
our bladders let loose.

We all pitched in and got breakfast going and then loaded up the bikes. 
Today we wanted to get up to the Glacier Park area and we still had to get
Sean's handle bars replaced or straightened.  We found a bike shop in
Bozeman.  They didn't have a new set of bars but they were able to
straighten them out enough and supplied a couple of mirrors.  The balance
of the day was uneventful as we traveled the secondary highways north
toward Glacier.  By late afternoon we were at the eastern end of 'The
Highway to The Sun', at St. Mary.  

Camp was set up and we sat around talking about nothing in particular as we
ate supper and sipped hot chocolate into the evening.  At bedtime I was
surprised to find there was only one bed set up in the tent.


On A Wing And A Prayer (M/B)
(c)BC Dude 1997
bc_dude@hotmail.com (BC Dude)

Copyright Notice

You may copy or distribute this story as much as you like provided you do
not charge any fee for that service or a fee to access the story.  You may
not change the story in any way and you must include my copyright notice.

WARNING

This story involves Gay, Man / Teenage Boy sex.  If this type of story is
illegal where you live, or you are not legally old enough to read it,
don't!

About the story

This story is fiction .... well, most of it is fiction.  This is my first
attempt at this type of story, or any story for that matter.  Your comments
are welcome.  If I get enough feedback I will finish the story and may
write others.  

I will respond to your e-mail.


On A Wing And A Prayer (M/B B/B cons)
(c)BC Dude 1997	
(bc_dude@hotmail.com)

Chapter 22 -  Sean Cum's Out

"What the fuck is this", I asked as I entered the tent and looked at Justin
and Sean.

Sean turned a deep shade of pink.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry", Sean pleaded.  "I asked Justin and he said it would
be okay."

"Of course it's okay, I'm just surprised is all."

"I ..... uh ..... I ..... wanted ..... I ..... uh ......"

"Hold it Sean.  It's okay.  You don't have to explain anything."

Sean looked relieved, but he was still looked worried.  I could see he
wanted to say something but just couldn't get the words out.  I decided to
let him off the hook.

"Sean, it's okay.  Tell us when you're ready.  Until then, don't worry."

Sean took another breath and relaxed a bit more.  He was still nervous as
hell, but he was calming down.

"Come on Justin, let get into bed."

I figured just giving Sean some space would be the best thing.  Justin and
I stripped down to our birthday suit's and crawled in together.  Sean just
stared, not moving.  Justin took my lead and ignored him as well.  Inside
the sleeping bag we cuddled together.  I got a glimpse of Sean as he slowly
pulled off his all but his shorts and crawled in as well.  Even with his
shorts on Sean couldn't hide his erection.  Once in the sleeping bag, it
was almost funny the way Sean made a point of avoiding any skin contact
with us.

I broke the embrace with Justin.

"Sean, you don't have to say anything.  You don't have to do anything.  You
need to be comfortable with yourself.  If you want to just watch, that's
okay.  If you don't want to watch, it's okay.  If you want to join in,
that's okay.  If you can't find the words, just go ahead and touch.  If you
want us to do something and can't say it, then guide us with your hands. 
We're not going to force you to do anything."

Sean smiled and nodded.  He still couldn't get the words out.

Justin and I continued to hug and stroke each other.  Our hands roamed over
the other.    Our hard cock's grinding together.  Suddenly I felt an
increase in pressure of Justin's body against mine as Sean spooned in
behind him.  Sean's breathing was already hard and ragged.  I could feel
his squirming behind Justin trying to obtain the maximum amount of skin
contact he could.  Sean was really hot.  I knew he wouldn't last much
longer.  The pent up emotions and sexual desire was going to drive him over
the edge, and soon.

Suddenly, Sean rolled back and removed his shorts.  When he rolled back
against Justin he placed his cock between Justin's leg's and I could feel
it poking against my balls.  I also felt the slippery wetness of his pre
cum.  Wow, he was really hot!  Sean grabbed both of us in bear hug and
struggled for even greater contact.  His breathing was fast, he was on the
edge.  Both Justin and I knew it, but there was nothing to do but let
nature take it's course.  Sean couldn't have stopped if he wanted to. Sean
thrust twice more between Justin's leg's before I felt the squirts of cum
hitting my cock and balls.  There is nothing like that first orgasm with
another warm person and this couldn't have been any exception.  The shame
is they are always so quick and the force so great.  You can spend the rest
of your life trying to recapture that one orgasm.

Spent, Sean rolled back and caught his breath.  

"No, NO, NO, FUCK NO, NO, NO", Sean was near to tears.

"Sean .... SEAN ..... S E A N .... it's okay", I offered.

"It ISN'T okay, I'm sorry, fuck I'm sorry."

"For what, because you were so hot that you came.  That's a compliment."

"It IS?"

"Of course it is.  If we hadn't made you hot, you wouldn't have cum at all.
 Besides, the first time is always like that."

"REALLY?"

"Yes, REALLY", Justin broke in.  "Man the first time I did it with Jim, he
barely had to touch me and I went off all over his hand."

"Besides", I said, "now we can have some real fun."

"You're not mad at me."

"Sean, are you retarded or something?"

Sean smiled.  "Thanks guys."

"No, no, thank you", Justin added.

"NO, Thank YOU", Sean responded.

"Fuck this", I said as I pulled Justin back to me.  Justin giggled through
the kiss I gave him.

"To bad their ain't no fish around here", Justin said.

"Why's that", Sean asked.

"Cause there's going to be one hell of a lot of special sauce around here
tonight."

"HUH", Sean asked.

"Private joke", I offered.

"I don't get it", Sean said.

"You will", Justin snickered.

"Sean, now that you're talking, is there anything you would like to do?"

"Uh .... well .... I .... uh .... maybe .... uh ...."

"Look Sean, if you can't say it, just do it.  It's okay, really", I
offered.

Sean thought about that for a few moments and then pulled back the sleeping
bag and turned on his flashlight.  First he looked at Justin and then me,
and then back to Justin.

"Hummmm, I've never seen a cut cock before .... when hard", Sean said as he
reached out and gripped first Justin's then mine.

"So what do you think Sean", Justin said.

"Well, I guess they're about the same.  Just the skin isn't as loose."

"Let's see", Justin asked.

Sean slowly pulled back the sleeping bag to reveal his already very hard,
six and a half inch, still youthfully thin, un cut cock.  In this state,
the foreskin was slightly pulled back revealing the top half of the head. 
The shaft was smooth and missing the scar's that both Justin and I had.  A
few veins were visible but no other marks.  His nuts were about medium in
size and hung loosely in his hairless sack between his legs.  Sean's pubic
hair was still a small triangle above his dick and there was no other hair
on his stomach or chest.  In a word, he was gorgeous!

Justin moved his hand out and wrapped his fingers around Sean's throbbing
cock.  Sean gasped slightly as Justin took hold, and then laid back purring
like a kitten.  Justin slowly pulled the skin up and down a few times and a
drop of pre cum appeared on the tip of Sean's cock.  Sean tried to reach
down to Justin's cock but couldn't quite reach.  Justin swung around into a
near 69 position giving Sean easy hand and eye contact with his cock.  At
the same time, Justin licked the drop of pre cum from Sean's cock and then
swallowed it.  Sean moaned as Justin's lips slid down his shaft and then
back up.  He started jacking Justin's cock in earnest.

Justin must have sensed I was feeling left out and handed me the tube of
KY.  He didn't need to say more.  I worked some into that love chute I
loved so much and some more onto my cock.  I positioned myself and with a
few little pushes, slid in.  He moaned slightly from my penetration, the
vibrations from which transmitted to Sean's cock.  Justin retrieved the KY
and put a little on his finger and worked it up and down Sean's crack. 
Each time he passed over Sean's virgin puckered hole Sean emitted another
moan.  Slowly Justin worked his finger through the tight muscle ring and
sought out Sean's prostate.  There was no mistaking his success.  Sean
bucked like an untamed stallion at the touch.  

Sean noticed the pre cum flowing from Justin's cock and slowly lowered his
head and licked, once, twice, and then took the head in his mouth.  My
prodding of Justin's prostate only heightened his efforts as he sucked and
licked on Sean.  Sean was working Justin's cock feverously.  We were all
nearing the peak.  As the slurping and sucking and squishing noises filled
the tent Sean reached between Justin's legs and grabbed my balls.  That did
it for me.  Two more thrusts and I buried myself deep in Justin's hungry
ass.  Squirt after squirt of my love filled his bowel while he milked my
cock with his ass muscles.  Justin slipped off Sean's cock long enough to
warn him of the impending orgasm.  Sean sucked deeper.  Justin's actions on
Sean brought him to another shuddering orgasm.  I could see Justin sucking
and swallowing as Sean came.  Justin must have cum at the same time.  I
could feel each blast from Justin's cock as his ass clamped on my cock,
still buried deep in Justin's ass.

I looked at Sean, now laying back, as he rolled Justin's cum in his mouth. 


"Hey Sean, I need some of Justin's love seed."

Without hesitation Sean leaned forward and our lips meet.  We pushed
Justin's cum back and forth between us until it was gone.  I hugged Sean
and then our lips parted.

We repositioned ourselves in the bed, Sean now in the middle.  I pulled him
to me and hugged him and he returned the hug.  Justin spooned in behind and
together we laid for nearly an hour.  Touching, holding, and hugging.  It
was another special time.

"Jim, Justin .... thank you."

"No, thank  you", Justin replied.

"No, no, thank YOU", Sean retorted.

"Fuck this", I added.

"Already did", Justin smirked.

"You guys are nuts", Sean said with a giggle.

"Fuck you", both Justin and I said.

"Not tonight", Sean replied.

"To morrow then", I asked.

"That's another day", Sean answered.

"I think we've got Sean talking", I commented.

"Thanks guys, really."

"Your welcome", we both replied.

"You know, I'm really sorry about the other night.  I should never have
said those things ... like that was mean.  I was hurt and all alone and you
guys were so much in love, and the sounds, and all.  I don't want to be
gay, I've always tried to avoid those thoughts, but all I ever think about
is touching another guy.  It's wonderful.  I never even thought about being
touched, but that is even better.  I just can't believe it.  I don't know
what I'm gonna do now."

"Nothing's changed", Justin said.  "You're still the same guy you were
before."

"No, the difference is that now I know what I want, and I want more.  I
want more sex, and I want more love."

"Well at least you know what you want now.  That's more than you did
before."

"I guess.  I wish I never had to go home.  I wish I could stay here with
you guys forever."

I kissed Sean, "Thanks, that's really sweet.  We like you too."  I felt
Justin squeeze Sean a little tighter.  Tears were flowing down Sean's face.
 

We talked for hours, Sean told us about his life and what he was going to
do now that school was out.  He was going to University to become a
Computer Engineer and he had been accepted at a university in southern
California.  We told him about us, how we meet, Bill and Kevin, and what we
were going to do.  Finally, exhausted, we fell asleep.

The next morning I awoke to the smell of a campfire and fresh coffee.  Sean
was hold a fresh cup at the door.

"Morning Sean, up early."

"Yeah, I couldn't stand it in there another minute."

"Huh?"

"I might have raped somebody.  Besides, I haven't felt this good for
years", he said with a grin.

Justin and I crawled from the tent and sat by the fire sipping the fresh
coffee and watching Sean as he finished cooking the scrambled eggs and
sausage.

"I think he's in love", Justin whispered in my ear.

"I heard that Justin, and you're right."

Justin held up his hand and counted out.  "I guess that makes five of us
now.  This is getting to be quite a family."

I couldn't say anything.  There was a lump in my throat that kept getting
in the way.

We finished breakfast and loaded up.  The trip through Glacier is a narrow,
winding, steep road built during the 1930's as a make work project.  The
view's are spectacular.  Near the summit there was a massive traffic jam. 
Yet another driver had discovered the road should not be taken lightly and
had gone off the road and down a 500 foot cliff.  They had just finished
winching the wreck back to the road as we passed.  Sean started jumping up
and down and pointing at the twisted mass of steel and then pulled into the
next pull out and stopped.

"What", I asked.

"It's them, that's the car that drove me off the road."

"You sure?"

"I'll never forget that car."

"Guess not."

As we spoke a police car pulled in and stopped.  The cop got out and came
over to us.

"You boys mind moving on.  It's a little crowded around here right now."

"Sure, no problem", I answered.

"What happened to the guys in that car", Sean asked.

"They died in the wreck", the cop replied.

Sean's face broke into a smile and then he went blank.  

"You okay son", the cop asked.

"Those son's of bitches forced me off the road two days ago and I nearly
got killed.  When I first saw that wreck I was hoping they were dead .....
but now .... shit."

"You okay", the cop asked again.

"Yeah, I'll be okay.  These guys are looking after me."

The cop came over to me.  I told him the whole story and the cop looked
over Sean's bike and took another look at Sean.

"You want to file a report son?"

"Naw, what's the use.  It's over."

"Okay then, you guys take it easy."

We pulled back onto the highway and made our way down the western side.  We
would be in Spokane that evening.

It was nearly seven when we pulled into Sean's driveway.  His mother came
out of the house to great Sean and nearly fainted when she saw him.

"What happened, why didn't you call, you could have been killed, I could
have come and got you, I ..........."

"Mom ..... MOM, this is Jim and Justin.  They helped me.  You gonna rag on
me all night or you gonna invite them in?"

"Oh, I'm sorry.  Pleased to meet you.  I'm Mary, Sean's mother.  Come on in
and tell me all about it while I put on some coffee.  And thank you for
looking after my son."

We all went inside, drank far too much coffee and told Mary about the whole
affair ..... well most of it.  Mary's face kept changing from anger to love
and back again.  At times I wasn't sure who she was mad at the most. 
Mother's can be that way.  Finally Mary looked at her watch and announced
Justin and I would be staying overnight and there was not point in arguing.
 Justin and I brought our stuff in from the Wing.

After we got it all inside I asked to use the phone.  I wanted to call Bill
and find out how he was and how things were going.

The phone must have rang ten times before someone answered it.  But it
wasn't Bill.

"Hello, is Bill there?"

"Who's calling please?"

"This is Jim, is Bill there?"

There was a moment of silence before the man spoke gain.

"Jim, this is Ken."

"Wha .... What are you doing there?"

"Jim, I've got something to tell you."

I listened in silence.  Tears flowed down my face as I dropped the phone
and buried my face in my hands.


On A Wing And A Prayer (M/B)
(c)BC Dude 1997
bc_dude@hotmail.com (BC Dude)

Copyright Notice

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WARNING

This story involves Gay, Man / Teenage Boy sex. If this type of story is
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where you live, or you are not legally old enough to read it, don't!

About the story

This story is fiction .... well, most of it is fiction. This is my first
attempt
at this type of story, or any story for that matter. Your comments are
welcome.
If I get enough feedback I will finish the story and may write others. 

I will respond to your e-mail.


On A Wing And A Prayer (M/B B/B cons)
(c)BC Dude 1997	
(bc_dude@hotmail.com)

Chapter 23 - Back to LA

Justin, Sean, and Mary stood around me looking very concerned. It was
written on
their faces, at least what I could see through my burning eyes. I felt as
if I'd
been kicked in the guts. I wanted to run away and puke. My body was heaving
as I
cried.

Justin squatted down in front of me and placed his hand on my shoulder.
"Dad,
what is it?"

I looked up into his eyes. I reached out for him and hugged him to me. I 
whispered in his ear, "Bill's been killed".

The news hit Justin like a ton of bricks, but first he needed to confirm
what I
had said. "WHAT?"

"Bill's been killed. Some son-of-a-bitch shot him on the Freeway while he
was
driving home from work."

Justin tightened his grip on me and I could feel his body starting to
heave.

"No, no, no, NO! Tell me it's not true, tell me it's not," Justin pleaded.

"It's true, damn it to hell, it's true."

Justin lost it, he cried uncontrollably and squeezed me until it hurt. I
don't
know who the news hit harder. I guess we had both just lost a piece of our
family.

"What about Kevin," Justin managed to get out.

"He's okay, he's taking it real bad, but he's okay. He was at home when it
happened."

"We have to go to him," Justin cried, "he'll need us."

A thousand thoughts jumbled in my head, nothing made much sense, other than
we
had a need to get back to LA and Kevin. Slowly the fog lifted and the
thoughts
focused. I also realized Mary and Sean were still waiting for an
explanation of
what had happened.

"Mary, Sean, that phone call ..... it was real bad news. My best friend
Bill
.... in LA ... was killed .... shot .... by some asshole on the freeway.
I'm his
son's guardian. We have to go ....." 

"Not tonight. You're not going anywhere tonight, not in the condition
you're in.
You stay here and you can make your travel plans in the morning."

As Mary was speaking she was flying around the kitchen, more coffee, a
little
something to put in the coffee, a few cookies. I watched Sean as Mary did
her
thing. Sean had never meet Bill or Kevin, but I could see he was sharing
our
pain.

"Sean, I've made up a bed in the Family room for Jim and Justin. They'll
have to
share, but I think they'll need each other tonight anyway. You take them
down
there and make sure they have everything they need."

"Yes Mom," Sean replied as he led us to the the Family room.

Once we were out of sight of his mother, Sean looked at Justin and me and
gave
us both a warm hug.

"I'm sorry I can't do more. I'm really sorry for you guys. I know how much
you
cared for Bill."

Tears formed in Sean's eyes as he spoke. We just stood there with our arms
wrapped around each other.

"You guys were there for me when I needed somebody and now I'm here for
you. If
there's anything, absolutely anything you need, just call." With that, Sean
slowly walked from the room leaving me alone with Justin.

We crawled into bed and held each other and cried ourselves to sleep.

"You guys ready to get up?" Sean called from the doorway.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"Nearly nine."

"Yeah, I guess we'd better get with it."

I rolled over and put my feet on the floor.

"Fuck, you guys look like shit."

"Thanks, I needed that."

Sean's face fell.

"Sorry Sean, I didn't mean that."

"No you don't. Don't say you're sorry. I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking."

I couldn't help but smile. Sean was one nice kid. I was going to miss him.

I sprung up suddenly.

"Justin, get up, let's go. I've got an idea."

We showered quickly and joined Mary and Sean in the kitchen.

"Morning boys. How are you today?"

"Morning Mary. Better, much better. I've got an idea and I want you two to
listen. Don't say anything until I'm done. Okay?"

"We're listening," Mary replied.

"Sean, when were you leaving for LA to get ready for school?"

"I was supposed to go next week to find a place to stay, but Mom is having
a
bird now. She doesn't want me to drive the bike down."

"Mary, Justin and I have to leave today for LA. Why don't you let Sean come
with
us. He can stay with us in LA until he gets his living accommodations set
up.
Bill had a huge house and Sean won't be a problem. We'll probably be there
for
at least two weeks."

"You guys are going to ride down? I thought you'd probably fly down."

"Well, actually, I was thinking of renting a car and a trailer for the
bikes.
That way we can take turns driving and we'll all be together. We'll also
have
room to take whatever stuff Sean was going to need for a year at
University. We
should be able to make it in a day and a half if we share the driving."

"Well, I'll feel a whole lot better knowing Sean is with you guys and I
know he
had his heart set on taking his bike down, and having a place to stay
......
sure, why not?"

"Really Mom, I can go?"

"Yes."

"When do we leave?" Sean asked.

"As soon as we get saddled up and I make few phone calls."

Sean and Justin set about packing up while I got on the phone and arranged
a
rental. I lucked out on the first phone call. They would even deliver the
unit
to the house. I called Ken and told him what the score was. He was glad to
hear
we were okay and on our way. He also told me that Kevin was real happy to
hear
we were coming so soon.

Two hours later we were loaded and pulled out of the driveway. This wasn't
going
to be a leisurely trip. Interstates all the way.

Although I hate traveling by car, and hate using Interstates, it was the
only
way to do what we had to do. Sean and I shared the driving, six hours at a
turn.
The miles rolled by as we chatted about anything and everything. I think
both
Justin and I were really falling in love with this kid, and he with us. But
I
wasn't letting either of them know the plan in the back of my mind. It was
too
early.

Thirty hours later we pulled into the driveway at Bill's house. 

Before we had a door open Kevin ran from the house. As I pulled myself from
the
car Kevin flew into my arms.

"Jim, oh Jim, I missed you so much!"

There was nothing to say. Nothing needed to be said. We both felt the pain
of
the loss of Bill, but we had each other. Justin came around the car and put
his
arms around Kevin.

"Missed you, kid."

Kevin put one arm around Justin and pulled him in.

"Missed you, too."

Ken emerged from the house and walked down the driveway.

"Hi Jim, glad you could make it," and offered his hand.

"Thanks Ken. Never thought we'd meet like this though!"

"Yeah, been rough on all of us, but Kevin is dealing with it pretty good.
He
sure perked up when he heard you and Justin were coming. And this must be
Justin."

"Oh, sorry," I replied. "Justin, this is Ken, my lawyer and Bill's dad.
Ken,
this is Justin."

"Hello sir," Justin responded.

"Lose the 'sir' stuff, I'm Ken. So you're the boy Jim's been telling me
about. I
can see why he loves you, Kevin too. When Bill got back he couldn't wait to
phone me and tell me about you two. You were really special to him."

"Thanks Ken, Bill was special to us too. We're all gonna miss him."

"And who's that in the car?" Ken asked.

"Oh shit, I forgot .... I'm sorry. SEAN! Come and meet everyone!"

Sean pulled himself from the car and walked over.

"This is Sean. Sean, this is Ken and Kevin. Ken is my lawyer from
Vancouver, and
you know who Kevin is."

"We met Sean last week when we pulled him out of a motorcycle accident.
He's
been traveling with us since and he came down here to start University next
month. Hope you don't mind but we told him he could stay here until he gets
set
up."

"Hey, any friend of Jim and Justin is welcome," Ken replied and offered
Sean his
hand.

"Let's go in the house," Ken suggested and followed his lead.

Ken took us through to the kitchen where he had prepared some snacks for
us. He
brought us up to date on things. The funeral would be tomorrow and a small
memorial service was to be followed by a gathering at the house. The police
had
no leads on who shot Bill, or why. Ken guessed they never would. Just one
of
those random shootings...

Justin and Kevin picked up right where they had left off a week earlier.
They
were best buds, or brothers .... no more. Justin filled Kevin in on Sean
and the
three of them went out to the pool leaving Ken and me in the Kitchen. Five
minutes later I heard a splash as the three of them jumped in the pool.

Ken turned to me with his best lawyer face and started.

"Jim, I'm really jealous. You not only stole the hearts of Justin and
Kevin, but
you got Bill's too. When he got back and phoned me it took over an hour
before I
could get a word in edgewise. He also had me draw up some new papers and
they
were signed before he died. You already knew he was appointing you as
Kevin's
guardian?"

"Yes, I agreed to that. We also agreed that he would look after Justin if
something were to happen to me."

"Okay, he told me that. He also made some other changes. He changed his
Will.
Basically, everything is going to either you or Kevin, or to you in trust
for
Kevin. And that includes his rather sizable life insurance."

"Shit, I don't want his money. I want him .... why did he ....." I cut
myself
short. It wasn't Bill's fault he was in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Ken looked at me and didn't respond to my little outburst.

"So, the house is yours, the cars, all that stuff. But I think we've got 
something else to talk about."

"What?"

"Your wife."

Shit! I knew I would have to deal with that one eventually, but I really
wasn't
ready.

"Not now Ken, not now."

"Yes Jim, now."

"What's the panic, and why are you bringing that up?"

"Two reasons.  First you won't be able to go through with the adoption of
Justin without her consent, and second, you owe it to her."

I glared at Ken for few moments and then lightened.  He was right of course
and I did need that reality check.  I knew I had to deal with the
situation, but had been putting it off.  It isn't easy.  I did care for
her, even love her, but the real me was emerging and it didn't include a
wife.

"Ken, I don't know what that answer is and I know I'll have to deal with
it.  But not today, please."

Thankfully, Ken didn't push the issue but I knew it wasn't over either.  We
spoke about a few other things for another 30 minutes and then we decided
to head out to the pool. The three boys were getting along just fine and
were now laying side by side on the deck soaking up some rays. Both Ken and
I took a double take as we stepped from the house at the sight of these
three
beautiful kids.

"You're a lucky man, Jim."

"Yeah, I know. But I'll be lucky if they don't give me a heart attack!"

"I wish I had those problems," Ken replied with a smile.

Ken and I dropped our clothes and jumped in, making sure we'd splash the
boys.
We did. As we surfaced we were attacked by three wild animals. Life can be
hell
sometimes. 

We played in the pool until the sun went down and it cooled off a bit. Ken
ordered in some Chinese for supper and we all made fools of ourselves with
the
chopsticks. We all vowed to learn how to use them some day... 

The long drive and the stress of the past few days finally caught up to us.
Around ten we were all bagged. Ken said goodnight and then with a smile
added,
"It's your problem, you figure out the sleeping arrangements," and closed
his
door.

I looked around at Justin, Kevin, and Sean as they looked back. It suddenly
sunk
in. Who was going to sleep with who, and where? No bed in the house was big
enough for the four of us, and no one deserved to be left out. Nobody
wanted to
hurt the others feelings, and we all wanted to sleep together.

Justin finally came up with an answer. He would sleep with Kevin in his
room,
and Sean and I would sleep in Bill's room. Kevin couldn't stand it in there
yet
anyway, and Kevin didn't really know Sean well enough. It sounded like as
reasonable a plan as any and no one even looked liked they objected. I
kissed
and hugged Justin and Kevin goodnight and we all headed off to our
designated
rooms.

Inside Bill's room, Sean and I unpacked our clothes and made a final trip
to the
bathroom. I was already in bed when Sean finished and came into the
bedroom. He
was smiling and freshly washed. His shirt was open and hanging, exposing
the
healing road rash on his front. He walked to the side of the bed and slowly
removed his shirt, pants and socks. I could see his cock rising in his
briefs as
he hooked a thumb under the waistband on either side and slid them down.
His
cock bounced up as they came down over his thighs and dropped to the floor.


Sean looked at me with a smile, turned off the light and slipped in beside
me.
He kissed me deeply on the lips and said, "Jim, I love you. I love Justin,
and I
really like Kevin."

"I love you too."

I rolled onto my back pulling him with me. There, with Sean on top, face to
face, he ground his stiff cock into mine as we kissed. Sean placed a knee
on
either side of me and rubbed his ass against my hard cock. 

"I want to try it tonight."

"Mmmmm, what?"

"I want you to fuck me."

"Are you sure? It can really hurt the first time."

"Yeah, Justin told me. It's okay, just be gentle. I want it," he said
quietly.

"You sure?"

Sean handed me the KY.

I worked some into his crack and gently rubbed his virgin puckered hole. He
gasped and moaned each time my finger dragged across it. Each time I
hesitated a
little longer and pushed a little harder. The third time my finger slipped
in
and he moaned.

"Did that hurt?"

"No, it feels good. Keep going."

I worked his tight hole for nearly ten minutes. With each passing minute I
could
feel the muscle relaxing and the resistance fading. I finally decided it
was
time. I rubbed some KY on my leaking cock and rolled on my back. I told him
to
straddle me and he could control things better. Sean did as I told him and
soon
had his virgin ass poised above my throbbing cock. Slowly he lowered
himself
until he could feel my cock forcing against his waiting hole. I told him to
relax as much as possible and when he felt the pressure of my cock against
his
hole he should push like he was taking a shit. Sean bounced up and down a
few 
times and could feel his ass slowly giving way. The tip of my cock sunk
inside
and he stopped. A moment later he bounced a bit more and the head of my
cock was
firmly inside. Sean stopped again allowing his ass to adjust to the
invasion. A
minute later I felt him slipping all the way down my cock.

Sean's cock was as hard as I'd ever seen it and dripping pre cum like
crazy. I
could tell he was having some pain, but not nearly as much as I expected.
As he
started to fuck himself on my cock the expression turned from minor pain to
pure
pleasure.

"Oh yeah, this is soooo good," Sean whispered as my cock slid in and out. 

I flexed my cock and watched the surprised look on his face.

"I felt that, it was neat!" he said delightedly.

"Okay, now you try squeezing my cock."

I felt his ass grip my cock and then release.

"Oh yeah," I responded.

While Sean rode my cock I stroked his. Long steady strokes, pulling his
foreskin
all the way down and then up. Pre cum was flowing like he was taking a
piss. The
quantity was unbelievable. I could feel his cock getting harder and harder.
He
was getting close.

I started bucking under him, fucking him harder and harder. Every thrust 
produced a new stream of pre cum. He was so close, but hanging on. Sean
wanted
it to last, and he wanted us to cum together. Sean reached behind himself
and
started playing with my balls. He knew it was my magic trigger. He brought
me to
the edge in no time and I responded by stroking his cock harder and faster.

I couldn't hold out any longer and making one final thrust I buried my cock
as
deep as I could and shot my load. Sean responded and shot his. His ass
clamped
tight and I could feel it pulsate in time to his shots of cum. His first
shot
hit me on the chin, then my chest, and the balance fell on my stomach.

We were drained and happy.

"Jim?"

"MMMmmmm, what?"

"Can you stay in me? Justin says that's just so cool."

"You bet it is."

I lifted Sean off me and laid him on the bed on his side. I spooned in
behind
him and slipped my cock back in.

"Oh yeah..."

I wrapped my arms around him and held his cock as we drifted off.


On A Wing And A Prayer (M/B)
(c)BC Dude 1997
bc_dude@hotmail.com (BC Dude)

Copyright Notice

You may copy or distribute this story as much as you like provided you do
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change
the story in any way and you must include my copyright notice.

WARNING

This story involves Gay, Man / Teenage Boy sex. If this type of story is
illegal
where you live, or you are not legally old enough to read it, don't!

About the story

This story is fiction .... well, most of it is fiction. This is my first
attempt
at this type of story, or any story for that matter. Your comments are
welcome.
If I get enough feedback I will finish the story and may write others. 

I will respond to your e-mail.


On A Wing And A Prayer (M/B B/B cons)
(c)BC Dude 1997	
(bc_dude@hotmail.com)

Chapter 24 -  Transition

The day of the funeral was the pits.  Not because of the weather or
anything like that, it was just the pits.  Sean asked to go - I guess he
went for us, and that was nice.  

Kevin, Justin, Ken, and I stood as family.  We really were the only family
Bill had.  Ken had raised him and everyone simply accepted Ken as his
father.  We knew better, but no father could have loved him more.  Most of
Bill's office staff knew about Kevin, but they only thought Bill was acting
as a Guardian, at least that's what the legal papers had said.  No one even
questioned their relationship. If anyone knew or suspected, they never even
hinted at it.  Justin, Sean, and myself were accepted as friends.  Everyone
was really nice and several people genuinely missed Bill.  

I had been terrified thinking about the social gathering later.  I figured
the questions would come then, but they didn't.  I was thankful for that. 
Eventually, everyone left.  A few had stayed behind to help clean up the
mess but the house was finally quiet.  The five of us sat around the living
room in the silence.  We all felt a piece of us was missing, but we were
coming to terms with it, each in our own way.  Kevin, who we had thought
would take it the worst, was doing remarkably well.  Both he and Justin had
been inseparable all day and now they snuggled together in a large lounge. 
I was very proud of Justin for providing that support.

No one was interested in supper, mostly because of all the snacks during
the day.  Probably just as well since no one felt like preparing anything. 
The sun was going down and casting long shadows into the living room before
anyone moved.

Sean broke the silence.  He stood, looked around the room, and shook his
head sadly.

"What a sorry bunch.  I've seen more lively conversation in an old folks
home!  I'm going for a swim.  Anybody coming?"

We all stared at Sean like he was carrying the plague or something.  Sean
looked around the room, turned around, dropped his pants and mooned us. 
That did it.  We couldn't help ourselves and started to giggle.  The giggle
turned into a laugh, and soon we were out of control.  Sean walked over to
Kevin, held out his hand, and asked him if he was going swimming with him. 
Kevin reached out and Sean pulled him to his feet.  We all followed Sean
and Kevin out onto the deck.

Sean stripped and did a perfect dive from the board.  The diving contest
was on!

For the next hour we tried to out-do each other.  Who could execute the
most complicated dive, biggest splash, or the worst flop.  By the time we
were exhausted, there was more than one pink stomach or back from a bad
landing!

When we pulled ourselves from the pool and eased into the hot tub we were
tired and the sullen mood had been broken.  Thank you, Sean...

Justin and I started telling the tales of the first part of our trip and
the stupid things we had done, then Kevin joined the story-telling when we
got to the part where Bill and he had joined us.  Ken and Sean sat wide
eyed listening to the tales.  As the stories grew, both Justin and Kevin
became more animated.  Finally Sean joined in when we got to his part.

Ken had the strangest smile on his face the whole time.  I think this had
been the medicine he had needed but hadn't shown any sign of his need.  He
gave each of us a hug and thanked us for sharing our stories and announced
he was going to bed.

Kevin got the strangest look and then blurted out, "Good night, GRAMPS,"
and started to giggle.  Ken turned around with that strange smile, "What
did you call me?"

"Gramps," Kevin replied.

"I'm not that old ya know!" Ken responded.

"Yeah well, we can't call you OLD MAN, we've already got one of those,"
Justin blurted out.

"You little shit," I replied.

"Yeah, and what are you going to do about it?" Justin taunted.

"You'll find out," I shot back.

"Yeah, you and whose army?" Kevin challenged.

"I don't need an army, I can take both of you any day."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah."

"Prove it."

"I don't want to hurt you."

"OLD MAN."

I took a lunge at Justin, but Kevin tripped me on the way by.  The next
thing I knew they were both on me and had me pinned.

"Okay, we've got him, Sean, you'll have to take care of him."

"Not me, I'm not getting into this one."

"I'll do it," Ken broke in.

With that Ken moved between my legs and started sucking on my flaccid cock.

"Holy shit Ken, you're asking for it."

"No, I'm giving it," he said with a smile and went back to work on my
stiffening cock.

Kevin called to Sean, "Hey Sean, get over here and shut this guy up."

I saw a glint in Sean's eye as he moved over, straddled me and stuck his
cock in my mouth.

"MMMMumph" was all I could get out.  I quit struggling too.

When I quit struggling, Justin and Kevin let go of me.  I really went to
work on Sean's cock, balls, and ass.  My hands were everywhere.  "I hope
these guys beat me up every day of my life" I thought to myself.

Justin and Kevin looked at each other and smiled.  They both disappeared
into the house.

Ken was sucking on my cock like a mad man.  One of his hands felt between
my legs and a finger started to poke at my ass.  I let it in.

Meanwhile I was working on Sean who was now fucking my face with abandon. 
My finger found his prostate, producing huge amounts of pre-cum.  I eagerly
sucked it from Sean's cock and poked for more.  He didn't disappoint me.

Ken was giving my prostate no rest, he was hungry for cum and was going to
have it .... soon.  My ass tightened on his finger as I felt the first shot
of cum surge through my cock and blast into Ken's sucking mouth.  Another,
and then another.  Ken kept up the attack on my prostate and I kept
shooting, even after there was nothing left.  I had never had that done to
me before.

Sean was close and I really went for it.  His pre-cum was a steady stream
in my mouth.  Every stroke of his prostate produced more.  Finally, his ass
gripped my finger and the first blast of his cum hit the back of my mouth. 
He was really loaded.  I couldn't swallow fast enough and some escaped from
my mouth and dribbled down my chin.  Like Ken had done to me moments before
I continued to rub his prostate and Sean kept pumping, even though there
was nothing left.  Slowly his cock stoped pulsing and Sean wrapped himself
around my head as I sucked the last drops from his softening cock.  He
shuddered as my tongue swirled around his sensitive cock head.  Eventually,
there was no more.

Ken, Sean, and I fell back into the tub and collapsed.  We were drained.

A few minutes later we got out and went into the house.

We found Justin and Kevin in their bed, asleep.  Justin was spooned in
behind Kevin and his cock was still in Kevin's ass.  Justin's arm was
around Kevin and he held Kevin's still hard cock in his hand.  The smile on
their faces said it all.

We slept late the next day.  The pressure and strain was released.  We
awoke to another of those California days.

Ken made a few phone calls and announced he was flying back to Vancouver
that afternoon.  The other lawyers in Bill's office had been given their
instructions and things would be looked after.  He had his own clients to
look after.

We took Ken to the airport and took a turn past the University Sean would
be attending.  Turns out it was in easy commuting distance from Bill's
house.  A tour through the University and we were back at home around six.

The house was mine, but it was Kevin's home.  I asked Kevin about my idea
before going further.  Kevin didn't object so I called Sean aside.

"Sean."

"Yeah."

"I'm not planning to sell this house for at least a year.  I'm just not
sure what I'm going to do and I don't want to make any snap decisions.  How
would you like to live here as a 'house sitter' while you're going to
school next year?"

"Whaa.... I can't afford this place!"

"No, no.  You live here free and I'll pay you to look after it."

"Are you serious?"

"Very."

"ALL RIGHT!"

"I'll take that as a yes?"

"You better believe it!"

"There is just one little thing..."

"I knew there would be a catch - what is it?"

"You may have to put up with us when we come to visit."

Sean smiled as he walked over and threw his arms around me.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you."

"Hey don't thank me, it's really Kevin's house."

"Oh, okay, I take it back."

He walked over, picked Kevin off the floor and gave him a big hug.  "Hey,
thanks little bro."

"Yuck! Don't get gushy on me!" Kevin snickered.

"How about something else then?"

"Uh .... well .... okay."

Sean carried Kevin away into his bedroom and shut the door.

"Do you think they like each other Justin?"

"Duh, I don't know."

I sat with Justin at the kitchen table discussing our options and what we
had to get done.  We had to get back to Vancouver in the next month, there
was my wife to deal with, where would we live, the list went on and on. 
Justin helped a lot, except with the big one -- my wife.  He steered clear
of that one.

Justin and I agreed we did not want to live in the city, acreage would be
best.  He didn't care about being out of town, and besides, he was sixteen
now and could get his license.  A cold shiver went down my spine on that
one.  Justin grinned.

Justin and I had been preparing supper while we talked and it was nearly
ready when Sean and Kevin emerged from the bedroom.  They both smiled as
they sat down at the table.

I started the meal with a toast.  A toast to our new family and a toast to
Bill.

Sean really got things rolling.  Actually we couldn't stop him.  He talked
non stop about his new life, University, what he was going to do when he
got out, what he wanted to do with his life.  When he slowed down, both
Justin and Kevin started in.

Justin startled us all by announcing he wanted to become an Accountant.

"WHAT?" we all said in shock.

"Yeah, an Accountant.  What's wrong with that?  They make good money and
you get to help people plan their future ..... and beat the government on
taxes."

"Yeah, well I want to be a Lawyer," Kevin added.  "I just loved it
listening to Bill describe how he would win this case or that case and how
he did the research to make it happen."

"Hmmm," I thought out loud to myself.  "A Computer Engineer, a Lawyer, and
an Accountant.  What a team that would be."

"Huh?" they all asked.

"Oh, I was just thinking.  Sean could design the stuff, Kevin could make
sure we don't get screwed, and Justin can make sure we keep our millions
straight."

I was just kidding but you could almost see the lights going on around the
table.

Sean stood and raised his glass, "To my friends ... and partners."

We all returned the toast.  The meal was abuzz with plans and talking,
joking and stories.  For the past several weeks we had become friends but
we had not really gotten to know what each other wanted to do with our
lives.  I guess we were all too busy having our adventure to talk about
where we wanted our lives to go.  That was changing.  Justin had already
expressed his interest in living in the country, while Kevin was fast
coming to the same opinion.  His trip with us had left him with many happy
memories and of course, it was the city that had killed Bill.  Sean told us
he always wanted to live on a ranch, with horses, and about 10 miles to the
closest neighbor.  Both Justin and Kevin nodded happily at that one.

Justin turned quiet and added, "I also want to have a safe place for other
kids to be able to come instead of having to live on the street."

I don't know if Kevin and Sean understood what he meant, but I did.  Justin
knew where he would be now if I hadn't helped him when I did.  He'd either
be dead or hustling for a living and on drugs.  Justin wanted to help other
kids.

"Kids need a place they can come to that's safe, loving and caring.  A
place where they can get it together and then go on with their lives,"
Justin continued.  "There's probably millions of homeless kids out there
and I can't help them all, but if I can help some, it'll be worth it.  How
about a Ranch up in the Redwood country?  A lot of those kids travel
through that way."

"Hmmm, ever been up there Kevin?" I asked.

"Yeah, Bill used to take me up there all the time.  It's beautiful."

"How about you, Sean?"

"Never been there, but I hear it's pretty nice."

"Well, how about this...  Sean's got his living accommodation fixed up so
he's got a few weeks before school starts.  Why don't the four of us head
up that way on the Wings?  Kevin can come back here when it's time and we
can carry on back to Vancouver to settle things up there. Sean, think you
can handle Bill's Wing?"

"I think so."

"Hey Kevin, you mind riding with Sean?  We can take the car if you prefer."

"NO WAY, I'll ride with Sean."

"I guess we're going riding."

We spent the balance of the evening talking.  Old times, good times, plans
and dreams.  I don't know about the kids, but I hadn't been this happy in
years.  I also knew now what I was going to do about my wife.

Later in the evening I decided it was time to bring up another subject, our
sleeping arrangements.

"Guys, I think we need to discuss something.  It's not reasonable for the
four of us to share a bed on an ongoing basis.  We also need to be
considerate and not hurt anyone's feelings.  We also need to consider what
anybody might think when they visit.  You're all going to have straight
friends and bring them to the house.  I don't know what to suggest, but we
need to talk about it."

Everyone was silent.  I could see the wheels turning.  It wasn't a case of
anyone being afraid to speak, they just hadn't considered it before.  

Justin broke the silence.  "Okay, I think we should all have our own rooms
with our own stuff.  Where, when and with whom we sleep we'll just let
happen."

That sounded like the best solution to me and Sean and Kevin quickly
agreed.

"Anybody for a swim?" Kevin asked.

The boys were gone before I had my mouth open.  I was left sitting at a
very empty, cluttered table.

"Oh well," I thought to myself.  I got up and started cleaning up.  I was
half way finished the job when three wet, naked boys walked in.

"No fucking way!" Kevin shouted.

"Huh?" I responded.

"There's no fucking way we're going to leave you to keep house for us.  You
treat us equal, we have to act equal."

Sean, Justin, and Kevin flew at it and everything was spotless in minutes. 
The three then turned to me with a grin.  They rushed me, pulled off my
clothes and carried me to the pool and threw me in.  Actually, they kind of
fell in with me, but who cares?

Twenty minutes later we moved to the hot tub.  We discussed our next trip
and generally got our stuff organized, in our minds.  As we talked, we had
moved closer to each other.  Suddenly I realized I was getting real horny
with all that body contact in the hot water.  I also noticed there was
another reason.  There was a hand rubbing between my thighs.

"You know, we really shouldn't do this in here."

"Then let's go inside," Justin replied.

"Goodnight guys," I announced as I climbed from the tub with Justin.

Sean and Kevin grinned as they waved.


On A Wing And A Prayer (M/B)
(c)BC Dude 1997
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Chapter 25 -  Together Again

Justin pulled me to him as we entered our room with a warm embrace.

"Do you know how happy I am?"

"I think so.  I know I'm happier than I've been in years.  I'm also
scared."

"Why Jim?"

"Because I'm afraid I'm going to wake up, or you guys will grow up and
leave, or ......"

"Shhhhhh.  The only way you'll wake up is with me, and I guess we will grow
up but you'll always be part of our life.  We love you too much ..... I
love you too much."

"You know I couldn't live without you."

"I wouldn't be alive without you."

We crawled into bed and held each other.  Somehow sex didn't seem
important.  Justin was important, Kevin was important, and Sean was
important.  The kiss on my cheek was important.

"Huh ...... sorry Justin, I guess I wasn't paying attention you."

"Yes you were.  Not here and now, but you were."

I looked into his eyes.  'Could he read my thoughts?  How did he know?'

"Simple, my dad never did.  He never thought about me.  I can feel it when
you do.  That's the nicest thing I've ever felt.  You can do it anytime you
like."

Justin kissed me again and I squeezed a little tighter.  We just held each
other.  Justin nuzzled into me and nibbled on my ear.

"Trying to start something?"

"I'm trying to finish it."

"Anything in mind?"

"Yeah."

"What?"

"You'll find out."

I did.

BANG, BANG, BANG.  "Hey in there, you gonna fuck or ride today?"

"What time is it?", I answered.

"Nearly eight!"

The door opened and Kevin burst into the room.

"Morning, breakfast is ready", Kevin said with a grin..

There was something absolutely fishy going on and only one way to find out.

"What you guys cook up?"

"Nothin' much.  Scrambled eggs and sausage."

"Sounds good, come on Justin, let's go eat."

Justin and I climbed out of bed and followed Kevin into the kitchen.  Sean
was just finishing putting the eggs on the serving plate as we entered.  We
sat down at the table as he came around the end of the counter holding the
plate quite low.

Justin and I cracked up.  The eggs were neatly arranged on the plate on
either side of the rather large sausage, Sean's sausage.  There was even a
little 'sauce' poured over the center piece.

Kevin was rolling on the floor.  Justin and I looked at 'breakfast'.

"Looks like a dare to me", Justin snickered.

"Yup, that's what it looks like to me."

Justin and I moved over to a surprised looking Sean and started to eat
breakfast.  The eggs weren't bad, the sauce wasn't bad, and the sausage was
right tasty!

We were loaded up and ready to roll by ten.

Our route took us through the maze of freeways of LA and north on Highway
1.  Today we would go only as far as Big Sur, making it easy the next day
to pass through San Francisco and north to Fort Bragg and into the
Redwoods.  The first part of the trip is freeway driving, really boring but
it gave Sean a chance to get used to the Wing.  Sean had a smiled pasted on
his face all day.  I'm not sure if it was the Wing, or Kevin perched behind
him.  Either would bring a smile to my face.

The ride was real pleasure that day.  The temperature was just right for
riding and the traffic was generally light.  We rode side by side after the
first hour when Sean got the feel of the heavier Wing.  Between the
intercom between rider and passenger, and the CB unit's on each bike we
maintained a constant chatter all day.  I was a wonderful day for riding! 
We pulled into the campsite at Big Sur around seven.

Sean said he needed a shower, and Justin and Kevin said they'd set up camp
so I may as well get my shower now.  We grabbed our stuff and headed for
the showers.

Camp was set up like magic on our return.  I guess after a month on the
road they had become really good at it.  The boys had put up two tents.  I
wasn't going to question it, but I was curious.  Kevin seemed to anticipate
my question.

"We decided that tonight the three of us wanted to have fun and didn't want
to keep you awake."

I did a double take.  Was he serious?  Were they trying to tell me
something?  Or was this another setup?  I didn't have to wait long.

The boys had been standing together against the table and slowly moved
apart revealing a bottle of Champaign in a bucket of ice.  Sean stepped
forward and extended his hand.

"Tonight you're mine."  As he spoke he handed me a glass.  "I told the guys
I wanted a special night with you.  Will you?"

How could I refuse.  Sean lead me to the table and Justin and Kevin served.
 This was really special.  During the meal Sean told me he really loved me
and had told Justin and Kevin he wished he could do something special to
tell me.  The meal and the private tent was their idea.  This was to be a
night to remember.  As the last dirty plate was removed, Sean lead me to
the tent.  

"Jim, I love you.  We all love you.  Justin and Kevin wanted to give me
this chance ......."

"Sean, thank you.  This is a time when you don't have to talk."

We knelt facing each other as we spoke.  I pulled him to me and our lips
met.  Sean threw his arms around me as we kissed.  Sean and I had certainly
made love before, but this was to be a commitment of love.  Our clothes
fell to the tent floor.  The trip had been good to me.  I was well tanned
and well toned.  Probably better than I had been in years.  Sean wasn't bad
either!  his teen body was beautiful, toned, and just the right amount of
muscle.  His uncut cock was also an object of my desire.

"Have you ever heard of docking?", Sean asked.

"Yeah, but I've never done it.  Never been with someone with the right
equipment."

"Wanna try it?"

"Yeah."

We placed our cocks tip to tip and Sean pulled back his foreskin and then
slid it forward engulfing the head of mine.  With his hand holding both of
our cocks he started to stroke back and forth.  This was a totally new
sensation to me and felt wonderful.  I kissed him and ran my hands over his
body as he continued his magic.  All to soon, his cock had hardened and
lengthened to the point where we couldn't continue any longer.  He pulled
me to him grinding our cocks between us and against each other.  We rolled
to the floor in our embrace and continued to touch and kiss, feel and
stroke each other.

For nearly an hour we held and touched, nibbled and kissed.  Our hand
roamed freely over the other.  The hot touch of skin touching skin, the
electric feel of our cocks grinding against each other, the pounding of our
hearts, the gasps as we breathed kept us at a heightened state of arousal
and readiness.  Our cocks slid freely in the ever increasing amount of pre
cum leaking from our hot and throbbing cocks.  Sean freely gave his love
and said so, over and over.

"Sean."

"Mmmm."

"I don't want this to end."

"Mmmmm."

"I want you to fuck me tonight."

"I wanted you to fuck me."

"We both can't."

"I know, but I want to."

We continued to cuddle as we pondered our dilemma.  We concluded that we
would do each other and Sean pleaded to be first.  In return, I would have
him in me to go to sleep with.

I rolled Sean onto his back as I kissed him. I slowly kissed down his
wonderful body, his erect nipples, tight stomach, and onto that leaking
cock.  I pulled the skin back and engulfed the head with my mouth.  As I
kissed and licked down the underside of his shaft his legs came up and I
continued down, sucking in each loaded ball, and then further down toward
his waiting love hole.  I licked around it and it flexed each time my
tongue touched that special place.  As he relaxed, my tongue easily slipped
inside as he moaned.

"Oh yes, YES.  Do it, fuck me now.  I want to feel your love in me.  I want
to feel your cock pumping in me, pulling and pushing .... now, do it now."

We were so hot I didn't think we'd even need the KY, but I rubbed some in
anyway.  I couldn't bare it if I ever hurt him.  As I positioned myself he
was writhing on the floor.  He wanted it, and he wanted it now.  

As the tip of my cock touched his puckered hole it was like it opened up
and pulled me in.  Suddenly I was completely inside him.  My balls bouncing
against the checks of his ass.  Sean looked at me and smiled.  He closed
his eyes as his head rolled from side to side and his hips eagerly started
rocking.  I began to thrust slowly.  With each thrust Sean would moan and
another drop of pre cum would appear at his piss slit.  I could see his
balls were pulled up close to his body and his cock was unbelievably hard
and large.  It bounced slightly with each thrust I made into the warm,
moist space.  His warm insides seem to grip my cock with each thrust and
his breathing was becoming faster and faster.

I was intentionally not trying to hit his prostate.  I didn't want him to
cum.  I wanted him to cum in me later, but all my planning was useless. 
His ass was clamped on my cock like a pit bull and he was going to cum.  I
reached for his cock and stroked it a few times and he blasted his cum to
his chin.  Three strong shots were followed by a few more of lesser force
before his orgasm subsided.  I scrapped some cum off his chest with my and
brought it to my mouth.  God it was delicious.  Thick, white, and salty.  I
leaned forward and licked the shots off his chin and neck before kissing
him.  Sean eagerly sucked at my mouth trying to get some of his own cum.

Sean was squeezing on my cock and I was getting close.  I moved my position
to prod his prostate and that resulted in another immediate hard on for
Sean.  Thirty seconds later I lunged deep into Sean as my seed burned down
my cock and deep into his insides.

"Thank you", Sean whispered, "thank you."

I kissed Sean for my reply.

Sean lowered his knees and well laid together for some time as we recovered
from our shattering orgasm.  Twenty minutes or so later I felt his fingers
exploring my crack as he worked the KY in.  I could fee his cock stirring
again too.

"I don't think I can cum yet", Sean said, "but I can get it in."

"MMmmmm", was my only reply.

Seconds later I felt the head of his cock pushing at my ass and slipped
inside.  I felt Sean's cock slide in it's length and then his pubes against
my buns.

"That's nice", I responded.  "That's really nice."

We both drifted off to sleep.

I awoke some time later has Sean gently humped his still hard cock into my
ass.  His hand held my cock and was slowly stroking.

"MMMmmm, that's nice", was all I said and allowed myself to melt into his
body.

Sean continued his slow ministrations, almost dream like, and I fell back
to sleep.  Some time later I remember having a very sexy dream and started
to hump.  I guess I was humping into Sean's hand and awoke as I shot my
second load of the night.  Sean gently milked my cock dry.  I could still
feel his cock in my ass and his gently rocking motion, but quickly fell
back to sleep.  Sean was still there the next morning when I awoke.  I'll
never know if he came in me that night and I didn't care.  It wasn't
important to me or to Sean.  We were together for a night of love and that
is what was important.

The smell of coffee and breakfast was heavy in the air as I regained my
senses.  Justin poked his head in the tent to tell us breakfast was almost
ready but we had time for a shower first.  Sean and I headed for the shower
and returned for breakfast just as the pancakes and sausage were ready.

Justin and Kevin giggled as they looked at us.

"Enjoy yourselves last night?", Justin asked.

Both Sean and I answered with a grin.  Neither Justin or Kevin pursued the
topic.

Today we decided that Justin and Kevin would switch bikes.  Kevin would
ride with me and Justin with Sean.  We packed up and hit the road by ten. 
We proceeded north, past Carmel, on through San Francisco and back on the
Coast Highway.  We decided not to go to the State Park at Fort Bragg but
pulled in at a more rustic campground at Manchester Beach.  There were far
less facilities, and fewer people too.  We set up camp and then took our
supper down to the beach and spent the evening on the beach around the
campfire.  

There were no other campers in the entire place and we had the beach to
ourselves.  We talked as we ate, watched the sun set and the evening mist
roll in.  Somehow, the four of us around that campfire, alone on the beach
was magical.  We enjoyed being together, we enjoyed the sound of the
pounding surf, and most of all we felt an inner peace that comes from being
with the ones you love.  Near midnight the four of us returned to the
campsite and into our one tent and the big bed.  We cuddled together and
fell asleep.

We awoke early when the sun hit our tent and sent the temperature soaring. 
In our haste to get out of the sauna we grabbed our clothes and crawled
out.  Much to our surprise and embarrassment, some other campers had
arrived on bicycles while we had been at the beach and had gone to bed
before we returned to the camp.  We simply had not noticed them.  They were
already up and making their breakfast as we emerged from our tent.  Their
hoots and whistles got our attention.  The whole thing was rather good
nature'd so we didn't bother trying to hide ... we just pulled on our
shorts and went about our business.

Being on bicycles, they had even less equipment than we did so we invited
them over to share breakfast and some coffee.  The other group of campers
were a group of teen's traveling down the coast for their summer adventure.
 They were from Seattle and had already been on the road for two weeks. 
There were six of them in their group, all just graduated from high school
that spring.  As we talked over breakfast they filled us in on their trip
and we told them about ours.  We did leave certain details out, however.

With breakfast over, we all packed up, the bicycles headed south and we
headed north.  A few hours later we were off the coast and back on Highway
101 and into the Redwood area.  It was somewhere from here to southern
Oregon, and between the coast and I-5 that we had planned to look for our
"Ranch".  We decided to travel the entire area and then talk about what
parts we liked, what we didn't like, and then go from there.  For the first
part of our exploration, we would travel north up the coast as far as Coos
Bay, checking the areas along the way, then we would cut over to I-5 and
travel back south to Redding, and then traverse the areas between I-5 and
Highway 101.  It might take a week or more but we had the time and we
wanted it to be right.

At Weott we turned west on the old highway to Honeydew.  An incredible
narrow, twisting, and step road that winds through the mountains to the
coast.  The road starts in the Redwoods, then into pine forests, and
finally into open grassland.  Old homes and cabins dot the hillsides.  A
few miles beyond the road crosses Mattole River near to the coast.  We
decided to camp the night beside the river.

Camp was set up quickly and we all felt the need for a swim in the river.

End of Chapter 25

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