Date: Fri, 17 Apr 2009 19:02:04 +0000
From: Steve Thomas <stevethomas535@hotmail.com>
Subject: Hey Mikey - Chapter 15

This is a work of pure fiction, but based on the author's feelings,beliefs,
and in some cases, experience.  Come to think of it -- it mightnot be all
that pure! There may be graphic sexual encounters at timesbetween males, so
if this offends you, you are invited to retreat.  If youare too young or it
is otherwise illegal for you to be reading this kindif story, shame on you
for reading it - - please stop here.  If not, - -ENJOY!

Cast of characters:

Michael Timothy Headly -- That's me!

Spike -- (Diane, my big sister)

Mary -- My mom

Tom -- My father.

Gilbert Blank -- Friend from Woodland

Joey Gray -- Gilbert's "little brother"

Bobby Pepper -- New friend

Arlo Gates - Orienteer

Randy Samson -- Arlo's roomie

James Samson (Jay) Randy's adopted brother and ... My Twin!

... From Chapter 14:

Before we got home from our walk, He said, "Randy and I -- used to -- I
mean -- he'd hump me in his sleep."

"I know.  He's done it to me, thinking it was you."

"But he'd get us both off that way.  Only -- I was never sleeping.  He
always apologized to me.  I never told him how much I liked it or how much
I looked forward to it.  Does this mean that I can't love my brother any
more?"

"I -- I'm not sure I can answer that for you."  I said.  Funny thing is --
I didn't really care if he still wanted to have fun with his brother
... but I didn't say it.  Maybe he felt it from me.

Chapter 15

After our huge Thanksgiving meal Mom brought out a game, Apples to Apples.
It's an inane game where nothing makes any sense ... it doesn't have to,
but -- it's fun anyway.  It was nice because I don't think anyone wanted to
think very deeply -- like you have to in chess, with our full tummies
sapping our energy.  We got a lot of laughs from it.

The main thing I noticed -- and I am sure everyone else did too -- was that
every time it was either Diane's or Randy's turn, their responses had
something to do with each other.  I've never seen my sister so happy.  I
could tell that it made Mom and Dad happy too.

Diane got me alone in my room for a moment after the game.  I had excused
myself to get more casual -- I had just removed my shirt.  She came in
... not knocking ... as usual.  "Spike!"  I exclaimed, and then after her
dirty look, I said, "Diane -- you have to stop just walking in unannounced.
You don't know what you might find!"

She was more excited than I was used to.  "If you want to play with
yourself, lock your door!  Um -- Do you know anything about Randy and Jay's
church?"

That took me by surprise!

"I know they're Mormons."  I said.

"Well, I mean -- do you know anything about what they believe?"

"I know that they are down on gays!  You knew that too, when you were
fighting against the Proposition 8 anti-gay-marriage initiative all
summer!"

"I was doing that for you!"  She said, sensing my disapproval.

"I didn't really care that much about the whole issue.  I didn't even vote
on it!  I mean -- I was in Chicago anyway.  I'm smart enough to know that
when I want to have one partner -- we have all the same rights that anyone
has anyway.  It's lame to cause all that trouble -- just to be called
married.  Even most straights don't care about that stupid piece of paper!"
I said, with more passion than I realized I felt about the issue.

"I swear, sometimes I feel like I don't know you any more.  But anyway, yes
I am well aware that the Mormons are not in favor of homosexuality.  But
can you tell me one Christian religion that is?"

"Um -- well -- not really.  I know that there are some churches that go out
of their way to invite us in."  I said.

"That may be true, but most of them want to convert you and then get you to
give up your way of life!"

"So why your sudden interest in this church?"  I asked, as if I didn't
know.

"It's just that most of what Randy has been telling me makes so much sense!
I know of a fact -- well -- I'm pretty sure -- I will not find any religion
that I can agree with totally.  I know you well enough that I KNOW you
didn't choose to be gay!  I believe in God and I really DO believe that he
made both of us as we are.

"Mikey," she continued, "I don't know of any church that believes this way,
and if they did, they probably wouldn't believe in the other things that
Randy has been telling me about.  All of it just makes perfect sense to me
... well except the thing about homosexuality.  I asked him about that,
since both his and my favorite persons in the world ... are gay ... and he
says that even their leaders don't offer any answers, except that it
shouldn't be practiced."

"So -- what are you telling me.  Are you going to join their church?"

"It's not that easy.  I have to talk to those missionaries -- and learn the
basics first.  They don't want people joining their church that don't
understand about their beliefs."

"But -- didn't you say that -- wow!  Have you two talked about anything
else all day?"

"Not too much!  Did you know that Randy wanted to be one of those
missionaries?"

"Yeah.  So did Jay."

"Well, I guess at least Randy still is!"  She said.

"So, why do you still have to talk to other missionaries?"

"I guess to make it official."

"Hmmm.  Is there anything else you wanted to tell me?"  I asked

"Like what?"

"Oh gimme a break, Sis!"

"I like him -- a lot!"

I decided now wasn't the time to mention that I've had sex with Randy.  "I
like him a lot too!"

"I know.  He told me!"

OMIGOSH!  What did he tell her?

"And I really like Jay!"  She continued.  I thought it was all cool until
she said, "But I promise -- I won't ask to have sex with him!"

"Wha -- at?"  I said.

"I know about you and Randy -- what you've done with him."

"Spike -- I mean Diane -- I don't know what to -- um -- say.  I didn't have
any idea that - " I was panicky.

"Calm down Mikey.  He told me that he has to work it all out in his own
head.  But he wants to keep seeing me - "

"That'll be a good trick!"  I said without thinking.

"You know what I mean!  I'm okay with it even if he is sometimes attracted
to guys.  As long as he can be faithful -- to me.  I mean -- hypothetically
speaking."

"Yeah -- you've only known him less than a day, huh?"

"How long did it take for you and Jay to know that you loved each other?"

"How -- what?  I mean -- we don't -- what made you think - " I sputtered.

"My sweet brother -- you can't hide that.  We can all see it in your eyes.
Randy can hear it in your breathing.  You guys are in love!  So -- when did
YOU know?"

"I -- think -- I denied it -- at first.  I think he's still struggling with
it."

"Struggling with what?"  She asked.

"Having an affair with a brother.  It just seems wrong to him."

"Probably another result of his religious beliefs."  She said.  "I'm not
saying I necessarily disagree with that -- but in the case of gay twins - I
would probably have to make an exception."

"Huh?"

"It just makes all kinds of sense.  That`s what I like about their
religion.  It seems to be based on logic.  I think that's one thing that
the other churches can't accept.  The Mormons seem to believe that God is
not a God of confusion.  Others think that mysterious things -- things that
they don't understand -- are somehow beautiful ... just BECAUSE they don't
understand them.  I think that even the miracles were based on logic -- and
knowledge.  But it also seems logical that two brothers -- or a brother and
a sister -- wouldn't be right for each other sexually.  If that wasn't true
-- I'd probably have talked you into boffing me a long time ago."

"SPIKE!"  I said, stepping back involuntarily.

"Mikey, you are my very favorite person in the world.  Doesn't it make
sense that I'd feel something -- like that -- for you?"

"But -- but -- you're -- my sister!"  I said, then it hit me like a pail of
ice water in the face.  "Oh!"  I said.

"You see?  That's how Jay feels -- or felt -- but both Randy and I can tell
that he's caving."

She let that sink in a moment, then added, "And then of course besides
being your sister -- I am ... a ... (choke -- gag -- sputter!) GIRL!" And
she made a barf face.  (It was exactly what I was FEELING!)

I threw my arms around her and laughed gleefully.  "I love you so much,
Diane!"  I picked her up and twirled around.  I had never before been able
to do that.  "And if you and Randy get together -- you BETTER not gain your
weight back!"  I threatened.

"Or else what?"  She laughed.

"I'll come and carve it away with a butcher knife!"

"You really do love Randy ... too ... don't you?"

"Not like I love Jay."

"And ... so ... I don't want to be the nag, but -- when did you know that
you loved him?"

I paused to think a moment.  "The night I met him."  I finally admitted.

"And that's probably when he first knew it -- and he's been trying to deal
with it.  He still is.  Go easy on him.  I also noticed one thing more
different about you two."

"What -- you looking at my fat?"  I said, rubbing my abs. Aactually I
couldn't even get enough fat to pinch!  But it still was not defined like
Jay's.

"No!  Not your fat, silly!  Besides that and the mole.  "He still has some
of his immature innocence -- that you kind of gave up last summer -- with
Gilbert."

"Oh."  I said gravely.  "Yeah."

"And Mikey?"

"Yeah?"

"Don't even think about telling Randy what I told you about -- boffing me!"
She said with a smirk.  "Not gonna happen!"

"I KNOW it's not!"  I said -- feeling oogey!  We both laughed.

"What's so funny?"  said Randy -- walking in with his brother.

"Nothing."  Said Diane.  "Just brother -- sister stuff."

I wondered if either of them compared that to brother -- brother stuff.

As soon as they entered the room, Diane broke from me and walked to Randy
and walked out, leaving me alone with my twin.  Jay had a funny look on his
face.  It felt about the same as the funny look I FELT on MY face.
"What?!!"  I said, smirking.

"Randy -- thinks -- that I'm -- um -- in love with you."

"Oh ... my ... gosh!"  I exclaimed.

"What?!!"  He Echoed.

"Diane just said the same thing to me!"

"What," he started, "what do YOU think?"

"I think you already know what I think."

"I guess the ball is in my court."

"My sister -- and your brother -- have been doing a lot of talking -- about
a lot of stuff!"

"I know.  Randy seldom cries -- but -- he was crying a little bit ago."

"I think I know why."  I said.  "He doesn't want to leave -- and can't
think of an alternative.  How can they date and -- see each other -- when
they are separated by 2000 miles."

"That's one of my brother's weaknesses.  He isn't as imaginative -- as
maybe he could be."

"What do you mean?"

"There has to be a way.  I've already suggested something to him."

"What?"

"We'll go to church here Sunday.  He'll make his needs known in the Elders'
Quorum.  I'll tell the youth leaders.  I'll bet there's someone here that
will invite him to stay with them.  He can transfer to Cal at Sacramento --
or maybe UCD -- and live here -- and commute -- or maybe find a dorm there
-- there are so many options!  He's paying for a dorm at Northwestern.  Why
not at one of those schools?"

"I guess.  My sis sure is fascinated by your church."

"Yeah -- so Randy tells me."

"You don't seem as excited as she is."

"I'm not as excited as Randy is.  It's almost -- I mean - " tears sprang up
under his eyes.

"What is it Bro?"  I asked.

"Oh Ronnie -- it's -- it's -- hard!  This church is all I've known -- and
now my dad thinks I'd be better off if I ask for my name to be removed from
the records.  I -- I -- think he's right -- but it's -- sad -- really.  And
now your sister wants to join.  I guess I should be happy -- she could be
taking my place!"

I couldn't help my sympathy tears.  I pulled Jay into me and he stood
holding each other, his hand gliding up and down my smooth, naked back.  I
kissed his neck.  He kissed my lips.  I reached behind me and closed
... and locked ... my door.

"We'll get through this, Jay-jay -- er -- Shawnie!"  I said.  From that day
on, I was Ronnie -- to my brother and he was Shawnie -- to me!

He removed my shirt.  Our smooth chests felt good as we continued to kiss
and caress each other's backs and -- butts.  The front of our pants were
swelling.  "We better get these off before we mess them up."  I said.

"My thoughts exactly!"  He retorted.

In seconds we were naked, our hands flying all over our very familiar
bodies.  We heard noises outside our room and stopped, looking deeply into
one another's eyes.  Jay whispered, "I feel funny saying this but ... those
are the most gorgeous eyes I've ever looked into!"

I pulled him in close for a warm, passionate hug, we kissed again deeply
and then giggled and put our clothes back on.  "I guess now's not the
time!"  I said, but before we broke our embrace, we both simultaneously
ejected a large spurt of "something" into the other's pubes.

We reluctantly unlocked and opened our door and joined the rest of the
family for the viewing of The Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade, recorded
earlier.  We traditionally watch it together as a family.

Jay and I sat in the love seat, with a respectable distance between us.
Diane and Randy were curled up together in one large easy chair.  Randy
could not see the glaring face Dad made at them, nor did he see that Diane
looked Dad straight in the face and stuck her tongue out!  But when Mom,
Jay and I laughed, he asked, "What?"

"Nothing."  Said my mother.  "Just a silly balloon."  As we watched, Diane
was constantly whispering in Randy's ear.  She was describing the parade to
him.  I think he appreciated it, but then he looked like he was in heaven
even before she started her explanation.

"I love your sister already!"  Whispered Jay.  "I don't know if I've seen
Rand that happy since he lost his sight."  I looked and his eyes were wet.
And ... of course ... mine followed suit.  And it goes without saying that
Diane looked like she was also on cloud nine.  Mom was all smiles and she
whispered something to Dad, which softened his face considerably.  He
smiled and winked at Diane and she winked back.

Because our love seat was right next to Randy and Diane's chair, I heard
Randy whisper, "I heard that wink!  What's going on?"  I couldn't hear
Diane's response ... I only saw Randy's wide smile.

Like our very first night together, Jay and I didn't sleep much that night.
But unlike that first night most of our communication was non-verbal!  We
made love in every way we knew how ... quietly, of course.  "I think I'm
getting addicted to you!"  He said.  I held him close and cried, I was so
happy!

We did finally get to sleep a couple hours before dawn.  Sometime after,
there was a quiet tapping on our door.  I unlocked and opened it to find
Randy standing there in the dark, in his pajamas.  I pulled him in and
opened the covers then pushed him down before I got in.  He eagerly
snuggled between me and Jay.

"I closed up the hide-a-bed in the den and came in here.  I couldn't sleep.
It was either here or Diane's room!"  he whispered.

"Seeing Mikey's dad's looks last night, I think you made the right choice,
Rand.  You really do like her don't you?"

"It's more like -- I love her!  I don't know how that can be.  I STILL
haven't known here even one day yet."

"I know.  We feel the same way about each other."  Said Jay.  "We both kind
of knew our first night together."

"But you're twins!  And the way you two smell, I'll bet there was a lot of
sex happening in this room!  Makes ME horny just smelling it!"

"Aw, I think you were horny before you smelled our sex!"  giggled Jay.

"Okay, but it just got intensified!  Brothers -- I really need to do
something -- and I couldn't do it in the den -- right next to your parents'
room.  That door has no lock!"


"Pound away, Bro!"  I said.  But we get to join you!"  I said.

So the three of us were jerking off, when I stopped and switched their
hands so they were jerking each other off.  I then continued on my own.  I
went really fast and came first and when I heard Jay start breathing fast,
I leaned over Randy and sucked him dry, as he brought his older brother to
his end.  It was hard for them to stifle their sounds, but it was still
early.  We all fell asleep, spooned together, my sweet twin in the middle.

We woke up to the tune of pots and pans in the kitchen.  Dad made my
favorite, huevos rancheros, with frijoles and 2 kinds of cheese.  These
were new to Jay and Randy, but they quickly came to love them as much as I
do.

Saturday was quiet and lazy.  We went out walking again in the afternoon
and again found our way to under the bleachers.  When we finished each
other up there, (Hey -- weren't you listening?  I SAID we couldn't get
ENOUGH of each other!) I took him by Bobby's house.  We called and they
opened the gate and we went in.  His parents were happy to see me again
... plus my clone!  Bobby had prepared them, but they were still amazed at
our alikeness.

Gary was there, and looked sullen -- like we might have been keeping them
from something -- which I'm sure we were.  I gathered that Bobby's parents
didn't know about him and Gary, even though they were somewhat okay with
Bobby being gay.  Gary was petrified to let anyone know.  It galled him
that even WE knew.

After our visit with them, we said our goodbyes.  "See you next time I'm in
town, Bob-bob!"  I said.  I got the hateful look I was fishing for from
Gary.

"Why did that Gary character give you such a dirty look as we were
leaving?"

"He wants to believe that he is the only one ever to know Bobby well enough
to call him that."

"And -- you have known Bobby ... um -- `that well'?"

"Does that bother you?"  I asked.

"Not really," he said making it obvious he DID care.  "I know you had a
life before me."

"Bobby and I -- well -- I taught him everything he knew -- before Gary --
which wasn't much.  I was new to it myself.  Then he taught Gary"

"And -- you've taught me everything I know -- too.  And how about Rand?
Did you teach him?"

"Your brother and I have not done anything that you and he haven't done.
Only we did it on purpose.  Well -- YOU did it on purpose, really.  It was
only Randy that fell into it -- right?"

"Yeah."  He said, acting chagrinned that he said anything.  "Thanks for
helping us out last night.  I know it meant everything to Rand."

"Uh-huh!"  I said.  "And it didn't mean much to you huh?"

"Oh, shut up!  You know it did!"

We cut behind the bleachers once more.  We couldn't do any more than suck
each other there, but we both did that again.  "I can't get enough of you,
Mikey!  I just can't!  I hate to think that we will be apart when we go
back."  He said.  I closed my eyes and thanked God he felt that way!

"We'll make it work, Bro!"  I said.  "You have a car and I know the
transfers to get to your house now.  And -- I have my own room at the
bungalow!"  I said, squeezing his hand.  He grinned deliciously.

When we got back, Mom told us to hurry and throw some nicer clothes on so
we could go with her and dad and Randy and Diane -- to the Mormon Temple in
Folsom.  Randy had invited them all.  "I don't feel so hot!"  Said my twin.
"Why don't you all go without me.  I'll be fine here."

"Oh, are you alright Dear?"  Said my mom.

"I'm sure it's nothing.  Just a headache.  You go.  I'm fine."

"I'm not okay with that!"  Said my mom.  "Michael, you stay with your
brother.  I don't want him staying alone!"

I distinctly heard a loud "YESS!!" ... but I'm sure I'm the only one that
heard it.  I looked at Jay and his head was down.

"Okay, Mom.  I'm kind of tired anyway.  I really didn't sleep too well last
night."

"You're probably just not that used to sleeping with someone else.  You
both take care of each other."

"Okay."  I said.  It took everything I had to not act too excited about
being left alone with my ailing brother.

"Yes, you two take GOOD care of each other!"  said Diane. "Don't forget,
you two will be going to church with us in the morning!"

"Uh-huh."  I muttered.  "Bye."

After they were in the car and out of the driveway, I said, "You're a
devious sucker!"

He started to laugh.  "Yes -- and I really like sucking on you!  How long
do you think they'll be gone?"  asked Jay.

"It's about 1 ½ hours to Folsom, so it'll be at least three hours.  Did I
hear a loud `YESS!' after my mom asked me to stay here with you?"  He just
looked at me and giggled.  "Well -- do you think left over turkey will make
your headache worse?"

"I believe that any meat you feed me will make me better.  And both your
mother and sister said for you to take good care of me!"

"Oh, I plan on doing that!"  I said.  "And you must know that my sister saw
right through us!"

"I think my brother did too."

"I'm not too hungry for anything very nutritious at the moment.  But I
wouldn't mind some hors d'oeuvres -- if you are ready to serve them up."  I
said.

"I think I need a shower.  You may find some in there!"

We scrambled to the bathroom and turned on the water in the shower. We were
out of our clothes in seconds, and were feeling all over each other's
bodies, under the running water.  We kissed and sucked each others faces,
tongues, necks, ears and titties.  We were having a contest who could moan
the loudest -- since no one was around to hear it.

Jay saw the hair conditioner and put some on my throbbing dick, then
stuffed some up his butt, and turned from me and presented his rear to me,
bracing against the wall.  I pushed up into him easily, as he moaned
loudly, and pushed back into me.  I grabbed his chest, kissed and sucked on
his neck, as I rammed my self up and into him until I was crying out --
like I wanted to last night.

I knew he wasn't experienced enough to know how I really felt after filling
him with my seed.  So I just turned and presented him with the same
tantalizing treat.  When he was finished, we rinsed off, washed with soap
and after drying off, went to the bedroom and got on some pajama bottoms.

Seeing him standing topless in front of me, I pushed him down on the bed
and climbed on top of him.  We kissed and cuddled, face to face and then he
asked me to fuck him again, but from the front.  I told him to put his legs
over my shoulders.  He did that and I eased into him.  He tried to kiss me,
but in that position, it was very difficult.

"How -- how is it done, Mikey?"

"Unless one of us was a lot bigger -- it's not easy.  But -- this works."
I said, lowering his legs and cupping his hand over my hard rod, trapping
it and his own hardness between his hand and his pubes..  I up into his
hand, also rubbing his dick with my own, kissing him as I did it, and he
very quickly learned to hold our throbbing boners together, and soon both
of us were howling and bucking together.  Our kisses became hard breathing
into each others mouth, swapping air and carbon dioxide.

"That was incredible!"  he said, panting between each syllable.  He looked
up at me with the purest love I ever saw on anyone's face.  I hope my
expression told him the same.

We lay there for 15 or 20 minutes and then I said, "I don't know about you,
but I've worked up an appetite!  Let's go fix some left over turkey!

We stashed our already soiled jams and got some shorts and t-shirts to wear
and went out to the kitchen.

I looked at the clock and was surprised to see that our family had been
gone all of 40 minutes!  We were both famished and ate nearly as much as we
had at yesterday's dinner.  Then we lay down on the couch together to just
vedge for awhile.  But our bodies had other ideas.  We were soon humping
each other furiously again.

"I can't tell you enough -- I can't get enough of you!"  He said.

"I know -- and I love it!"  I said.  "Lets go back to my room so we don't
mess up the couch.  This time he wanted to be on top, but we basically did
the same thing we had last done -- only he did the work.  I lost count of
how many orgasms we had.  But it still seemed to work just fine -- so we
did it again and again, each time resting about 10 minutes in between.

We cleaned up really well, and changed underwear again, intending to stop
and take a time out, but I felt the same as he did.  As soon as I was a
little rested, I just wanted more . And more!  We cleaned up each time and
took turns eating each other for dessert!  We both were able to swallow the
other completely, (I taught him!) and did a 69 once.

"I didn't know I could love anyone so much, Mikey.  Does it always feel
this way?"

"Huh?"

"I mean with other guys -- that you have screwed around with -- do you feel
this love at that time too?"

I was stunned.  I wondered how he had guessed -- that this euphoria was
caused by the actual sex.  I told him as truthfully as I could.  "It's hard
to explain.  But Jay, I can say I never -- ever -- felt this way -- this
close -- this bonded to anyone but you.  But you're right -- it is
intensified by the sex itself.  But I have to tell you -- I never felt love
like this before!"

"Yess!"  Again echoed in my head..  I willed him to feel the love that I
felt.  "Oh, gosh yes!"  he said, and he just started to spurt out cum with
no provocation.  I swiped it up with my fingers and sucked on my hand.
"Did you feel it Mikey?"

"I -- I -- felt something, sweetheart."  I said.  Tears were falling down
his face.  I didn't notice until then that I was crying too.

"I've never felt anything close to this.  I must be in love, Ronnie!"

I grabbed him and held him close and said, "Oh, my sweet, sexy Shawnie!  I
love you too!" And we cried and cried -- not for any sadness but only
because it felt good to feel each other's souls and emotions.  I doubt
anyone but identical twins ever feel this connection.  It's like I can feel
both my love for him and his love for me -- all at once -- and know that he
feels the same.

We were still naked in each other's arms when we heard the car come up the
driveway.  We sprang up and I turned on the TV, as I ran back and threw on
some shorts and a tee shirt.  By the time I got back, Jay was already
sitting on the chair, so I grabbed the love seat, and we feigned sleep as
they walked in.

"Look at those sleeping angels."  Said my mom.  I smiled and opened my
eyes.  "Is your brother feeling better."

"I think so.  We had some left over turkey and dressing and stuff, so I
think he just needed to rest.  Me too.  I just hope I can sleep now."  I
said.

"We've had a long night too.  I think that your sister and Randy will sleep
well!"

"Where are they?"  I asked.

"Your father is getting them from the car.  They fell asleep on the way
home."

"I can sleep out here tonight.  Let Randy and Jay have my bed."

"That bed's big enough for all of you!  You all slept there last night
didn't you?"  Said Mom.

I heard it again: "Yess!"

I shook Jay "awake".  "C'mon Shawnie Baby -- we need to move into the
bedroom."  He got up and Randy sleepily took his arm and they went into the
bedroom.  I followed and Jay actually undressed Randy.  "Sorry Randy, but
I'm afraid the sleep wear is all used up.  We have to sleep without any
tonight."

"I can deal with that.  Lock the door!"  He said.

We took turns going to the bathroom. And then climbed in the bed, this time
with Jay between us.

"G'night Bro."

"G'night Bro."

"G'night Bro."

We slept spooning all the rest of the night, waking up to Diane's knocking.
"We have barely enough time to get to that church you pointed out, Randy.
Better get up."

We all hugged close and stretching, got up.  And believe me -- we were ALL
"up"!  Randy's long dong is always a beautiful sight to see.

Notes.  Did you feel it?  Were your pants as wet as mine were after reading
about these two lovely boys love for one another??  Comments are welcome to
Steve at stevethomas535@hotmail.com.  Thanks and ... Love, Steve