Date: Tue, 12 Sep 2006 12:10:35 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Blowing Bobby's Brother 15 (Final)

   Breaking off our celebratory hi-five, Scotty sagged back into the sofa,
his cute face still flushed with the excitement of having just deposited
his creamy young load in his older brother's mouth for the first time. The
experience had done nothing, however, to relieve Bobby's own sexual
excitement, and, as he settled back beside his still panting brother, I
zeroed in on the rigid, and pulsing erection that languished against his
groin. I felt my mouth water, as I quickly scooted on my knees between his
splayed legs, and closed thumb, and finger, around the throbbing penis
base, and leaned in, running my tongue up the underside of the rock hard
stalk. Bobby groaned loud and deep, as I swabbed the flat of my tongue over
the satin smooth head of his cock, then, slid it into my warm, wet mouth,
taking the entire length of it in one downward motion of my head, as my
hand moved up his inner thigh, and cupped his heavy scrotum.

   I made a small groaning sound of my own, as the bulbous head of his
thick cock bumped the back of my throat, and Bobby tensed, his thigh
muscles tightening, and the defined abs flexing on his flat stomach, as I
began to slide my drooling mouth up and down the length of his steely hard
penis. I rolled his heavy balls in my fingers, and savored the slurping
noises I was making, as they mixed with Bobby's small gasps, and soft moans
of pleasure. I could feel the girth of his cock expanding in my mouth, and
felt the heavy tube that ran up the underside of his shaft swell against my
tongue, and I knew Bobby was not going to take long to explode. Scotty
maneuvered himself closer to his brother, and began sliding a hand back and
forth over his tummy, then moving upward to finger his dark nipples, as I
continued my rhythm on his oozing cock, and Bobby began driving his slim
hips back and forth, matching my own rhythm, as he continued his soft
cadence of happy groans.

    Another couple of minutes passed, and Scotty shifted once more, then,
leaned in, and began licking, and sucking Bobby's nipples, as his slender
fingers slid down to gently tug on his brothers silky pubes, and the added
sensations apparently proved too much for Bobby. His groaning changed into
more of a roar, or grunt, and his hips bucked strongly into my mouth, and I
felt his swollen balls move upward in their sac, and release, as his shaft
bucked in my mouth, and suddenly erupted. The first strong jet of his thick
cream bolted across my tongue, and slid effortlessly down my throat, as the
second, third, and forth volleys immediately followed, swelling out my
cheeks, as I struggled to hold the voluminous discharge inside my suddenly
flooded mouth.

   Tears leaked from the corners of my eyes, as Bobby orgasm continued, his
ejaculations finally growing weaker, and smaller, as the pent up juices
drained from his balls, and I slid his now wilting penis from my mouth, and
milked it with my fingers, wringing the final drools of his creamy cum from
the softening stalk, as I looked up at the two widely grinning brothers,
and opened my cum filled mouth wide, letting them see the heavy discharge
that I held there, then, swallowed, or maybe more like gulped, relishing
the sensation of the slippery, warm fluid easing down my throat. Scotty
giggled sweetly, his button nose crinkling slightly, and he mumbled,

   "Damn, dude...that is uber-hot, and so freeking nasty...!"

   I grinned at the brothers, and made a big show of smacking my sticky
lips obscenely, as Bobby's face went a deep shade of red, either from the
lingering effects of his excitement, or in reaction to my brazen behavior,
or maybe some of each.

   As I stood there, still enjoying the redish hue that painted Bobby's
cute face, Scotty suddenly noticed my rock solid erection that was bobbing
in front of his face, and he quickly scooted his cute little butt forward
to the edge of the sofa, and reached out to grab it, his gentle touch
sending jolts of electricity directly to by aching balls, as he stroked my
cock in his slender fingers several times. His free hand moved up my thigh,
and slid between my splayed legs to capture my hanging scrotum, as he
tugged downward on my balls, as he opened his mouth, and deftly guided my
throbbing cock inside. I groaned, the warmth, and slick wetness of his
mouth engulfing my cock, and I rolled my head back, then, side to side, as
the boy settled into a rhythm, that skilled little mouth drooling sweetly
all over my turgid cock. Bobby's eyes went wide briefly, as he closely
watched his younger brother pleasure me, then, edged forward himself, his
arm moving forward to nudge Scotty's hand away from my aching balls, as he
cupped the dangling sac, and manipulated my balls with his fingers, his
eager gaze still focused on my shiny cock moving in and out of his brothers
eagerly sucking mouth. I rolled my head some more, shuddering strongly with
the multiple sensations that coursed over my body, and with the lurid
thought that the joint sources of that pleasure stemmed from two incredibly
hot brothers simultaneously stimulating me. Bobby toyed with my balls
another minute or so, then, dropped to the floor on his knees. He nudged my
legs wider apart, then, got himself turned, and under me, so that he was
able to extend his tongue, and lick, and suck my aching balls, and scrotum,
as Scotty continued to work his talented hot mouth over the length of my
drooling cock.

   I was in absolute heaven, the combined stimulation to my cock, and
balls, creating a myriad of nearly unbearable pleasure, as I closed my
eyes, and gave myself over to the intensity of sensations that flowed
through me. I groaned loudly, and repeatedly, and the final straw was
reached when Scotty, never loosing an ounce of his incredible sucking
rhythm, slid one hand up over my heaving torso, and pinched down firmly on
my nipple. That one last input of stimuli proved more than I was able to
accept, and I groaned once more, my hips suddenly bucking strongly forward
to impale Scotty's tender mouth with the entirety of my spasming cock, as I
felt my balls lurch strongly, and explode, as a river of my thick, white
cum erupted from my cock, gushing so strongly, and suddenly into Scotty's
mouth that he gagged, and sputtered, causing a small drizzle of my
ejaculate to trail from the corners of his stretched mouth. He recovered
quickly, however, and began swelling his smooth cheeks out as my fluid
gushed into his filled mouth, then, hollowing them, as his small adam's
apple bobbed with his swallowing of my offering, the whole process
repeating several times, until I was drained. Spent, and completely weak in
the knees, I staggered forward, my shrinking tool slipping noisily from
Scotty's cum streaked lips, as I tumbled in a heap on the sofa.

   Bobby sagged back against the front of the sofa, and Scotty swabbed his
tongue over the inside of his mouth several times, then, grinned at me,
extending his still sticky tongue, as he collapsed on top of me, giggling
wildly, as he suddenly leaned in, and thrust his tongue inside my mouth,
letting me swill my own tongue through his cummy tasting mouth as we
kissed. Bobby chuckled, shaking his head slightly, as he reached up to
stroked his brothers sweet little ass, his finger digging gently between
the perfect globes, as he said said, to no one in particular,

   "Wow...awesome...man, I can hardly wait now, for my next visit home..!"

Scotty and I chuckled right along with him, uniformly nodding our heads in
complete agreement.

   While it had seemed but a few minutes since our hot little tryst had
begun, it had, in fact, grown much later in the day than I had realized, so
we sadly decided that to be on the safe side of any chance for the untimely
return of either of my parents, we had better cool it, dress, and square
away the disheveled living room. That accomplished, we opened all of the
windows, and doors, allowing the fresh air to eradicate the tell-tale
scents of sweat, and cum, that permeated the room, then moved into the
kitchen to inhale cold soda's that I got from the fridge. As it turned out,
it had been a good call, as no more than half an hour later, my Mother
walked through the kitchen door, her shopping trip having been accomplished
in much less time than usual. She greeted Bobby, and Scotty, warmly, and
brushed a quick kiss against my cheek, as I held my breath, mindful of the
possibility of any lingering evidence of cum-breath. With that, she moved
on toward her bedroom to sort her various packages, and we three boys moved
out to the back yard.

   A few more minutes of quiet rehashing of our spectacular afternoon, and
Bobby and Scott headed out the side gate, bound for home. A few seconds
after disappearing, Bobby once more pushed the gate open, and moved over
beside me where I sat in a patio chair. He leaned down, and gave me a
wicked grin, as he said softly,

   "Hey, dude...um...like, after dinner...how about just me and you...you
know...like one more little go, before....well...before I have to go...?"

   I chuckled, nodding enthusiastically, and replied,

   "You got it stud...definitely...how about we say we are going over to
Friday's for dessert, and a chance for you to tell the gang goodbye...?"

   Bobby nodded, another soft blush crawling over his cheeks, as he reached
out and bumped his fist against mine, and smiled, saying,

   Dessert, huh...cool, cause that's pretty much just what I was thinking,
too...pick me up after dinner...soon, after dinner, ok..?"

   I winked at him, nodding again, and answered,

   "Yup, definitely...very soon after dinner...and...save plenty of room
for....dessert...ok..?"

   His blush grew a tad deeper, as he winked back, and grinned, saying,

   "Count on it, dude....and, you do the same...!"

   With that, he turned, and once more hustled through the gate to catch up
with Scotty for the trek home.

   Dinner with the folks was like a super-slow motion event, and I tried to
follow the conversation about the shopping, and the golf event, as my mind
continued to review the events of my own afternoon, and the events that
were very likely to be occurring in the near future, just as soon as I
could logically escape the family dinner hour. I had been greatly
encouraged by Bobby's enthusiastic behavior this afternoon, as he eagerly
sucked off Scotty, and definitely participated in getting me off as well,
and then, his instigating another private go-round between him and me this
evening. He had me going, no doubt, and I was eager to have dinner done
with, so Bobby and I could affect a proper send off for his impending
return to the coast. I had managed to fit in my announcement that,
following dinner, I intended to take Bobby over to Friday's for ice cream,
and a chance to bid ado to the gang, and my parents had off-handedly nodded
their approval, being fully aware of the special bond between Bobby and
me. Well, mostly aware, anyway. Finally, the repast was completed, and I
was excused, as I hustled off to my room to change into some shorts, sans
undies, I decided on impulse, and a fresh tee. I laced up my tennis shoes,
and headed out to my car, where I resisted the strong impulse to speed, and
lay waste to any traffic laws that threatened to delay me reaching my
objective, namely, another, and final-for- a-while- go at Bobby's sweet
cock.

   As I rolled to the curb in front of Bobby's house, he jogged down the
walk, and hopped into the passenger seat, as I steered the car back into
traffic, headed for Friday's. Bobby grinned over at me, his smooth cheeks
already slightly flushed, and I gave him a small wink, as I reached over to
briefly grope his crotch. His half hard cock filled my palm, and I gave it
a small squeeze, as I said,

   "Let's not linger at Friday's dude, ok..?...I mean...ice cream is not
even what I have in mind for dessert....cream, definitely...but, warm, and
fresh....not cold, and frozen...!"

   He chuckled, and nodded, as he lifted my probing hand from his lap, and
replied,

   "Exactly right, Josh my man....exactly...but, keep your hands to your
self, dude, or I won't even be able to walk in, much less linger!"

   I laughed, and put both hands on the wheel, reluctantly leaving his
delicious packaged alone, as I muttered my agreement. We arrived, and
parked the car, then, went inside to greet the group of friends that were
scattered about the place. WE hung out for maybe an hour, as Bobby bade ado
to the group, and received a multitude of good wishes, and encouragement to
hurry home again, then, made our way out of there, and back to my car,
alone at last. As I started the car, I lewdly groped Bobby's crotch again,
and this time he settled back in the seat, opened his legs, and let me. I
felt his cock instantly swell, and harden under my touches, and I was
suddenly eager to be really alone with him, so I released his erection,
adjusted my own, and drove off, headed out of town toward the lake.

   We drove, and joked, and made some serious, and arousing, comments about
our afternoon tryst, and about the delectable young Scotty, and in short
order we had reached the lake, and the secluded parking lot favored by the
local young couples in lust. Bobby and I were definitely that, and I didn't
much give a rip if the pure definition of the term generally referred to
hetro couples, or not. I parked, and we alighted, then headed down the dark
trail toward the abandoned cabin that was tucked back into the trees about
half way around the lake. The place was kind of a shambles, but private,
and secure, given that it was mostly impossible for someone to approach
without being heard, or seen, well in advance. Bobby and I had, in fact,
made good use of the place a few times before, and for the purposes of this
evening, it seemed perfect. Whoever had walked away from the place some
years before had done just that, leaving in place the deteriorating
furniture consisting of a sofa and matching love seat, a stuffed chair, and
more importantly for our purpose, a double bed, and a king size mattress on
the floor of one of the bedrooms.

   We moved inside the slightly musty cabin, and directly into the back
bedroom, neither of us making any pretense as to why we were here, as we
quickly shed our meager clothing, and dropped naked, and hard, onto the
mattress, our excited bodies quickly tangling in a mass of naked limbs, and
pulsing erections. Without really thinking, I nuzzled into him, and planted
my open mouth on his, my tongue probing against his closed lips, until he
parted them, allowing my eager tongue to invade his mouth. Scotty had
gotten me going on the kissing thing, and I liked it, and whether Bobby
actually liked it or not, he allowed it, and in seconds our tongues were
anxiously dueling, as our hands roamed over each others slightly trembling
body, finally centering on the pulsing erections that bumped each other
between us.

   The small space filled with our combined ragged breathing, and small
groans, and gasps, as we hungrily explore each others every nook, and
cranny, desperate to find this one last memory to cling to over the looming
separation that confronted us. Finally unable to resist any longer, I
kissed and licked my way down over his smooth torso, lapping over his stiff
little nipples, and his soft tummy, as I went, then, gripped the base of
his rigid erection in my fingers, and lifted it away from his groin. I blew
by breath over the damp head, and licked it, over and over, as Bobby
groaned, and threaded his fingers through my hair. I licked down the
underside of his pretty cock, then back to the shiny head, and slid the
entirety of his cock into my hungry mouth, and sucked it, as my fingers
pressed into his heavy balls. He tugged at my hair, long sighs of pleasure
emitting from his clenched mouth, as I sucked him with all of the skills at
my command, wanting him to take this one with him, to remember, and to want
for more. I flinched slightly, as he moved his arms, and managed to find my
own throbbing erection with one hand, stroking and squeezing it, as his
other hand roamed over my ass, making small circles over my tight globes,
and his finger lightly trailing inside my snug cleft. I shifted slightly,
bringing the center of my body closer to his position, as I pistoned my
mouth over his leaking cock, and tugged at his balls with my fingers. He
shifted also, then, having an improved position, once more began exploring
my ass with one hand, as he continue to stroke my cock with the other.

   I flinched again, as I felt his finger slip between the mounds of my
butt, and delve deeper, until the tip of his finger made contact with my
small pucker. I groaned softly around his turgid meat filling my mouth, and
moved my outside leg wider, to both give his probing finger better access
to my sweet spot, and to telegraph my willingness to have him explore me
there, as much as he wanted. As Bobby grew bolder in his explorations, I
opened myself to his touches, finding the new sensation exciting, and
intense, and I pushed my butt back at him slightly, encouraging him to go
for it, to touch me there, and even penetrate me if he wanted. I continued
to work my best oral skills on his rock hard cock, as he pushed, and
prodded my rear passage, and I groaned in intense pleasure, as he wiggled
his fingertip back and forth over the small hole, pressing against it. I
opened my mouth, and groaned again, as Bobby added pressure to his
fingertip, and pushed through the ring of resistive muscle, easing the
first knuckle of his finger inside me.

   "Fuck dude....jeez....that's awesome...!" I croaked, my words muffled by
his thick cock filling my mouth.

   "Yea...?....like that...?...cool...!" he grunted, moving the fingertip
gently, then, easing it slightly deeper into my gripping tunnel. "Jesus,
man...this is so freeking tight...and hot...damn...its like...pulling my
finger inside you...Jesus...no pussy ever did that before...!"

   The light went on then, the idea just forming at the corner of my mind,
as I continued to suck Bobby's thick cock hungrily, and he eased his finger
deeper inside my pucker. Damn, I suddenly wondered, what would it be like
to actually have him fuck, me, to slide this fleshy cock inside my ass, and
hammer my guts with it, until his hot juices spilled, and flooded my ass
with his creamy cum? The idea actually excited the hell out of me, and I
began concentrating on the new sensation his probing finger was generating
as he moved it in and out of my tight tunnel. Bobby was also gaining
enthusiasm for the task, working his finger around deep inside me, and
muttering a steady stream of comments about the tightness, and heat of my
"pussy," as he kept calling it. I frantically wondered what I could do, or
say, to make him understand that I was totally willing, even wanting, for
him to fill me with this amazing meat that filled my mouth, and, as I
rapidly processed the myriad of thoughts that flashed thorough my mind, he
suddenly worked his finger over a spot inside me that made me flinch, and
shudder, his rampant cock falling from my mouth as I groaned in amazing
pleasure from the contact.

   "Ohhh fuck....dude...do that...again....oh Jesus....!" I croaked, my
fist capturing his rigid cock, and stroking it, as I lapped at his heavy
ball sac.

   He wiggled his finger around some, then, touched it again, as I shivered
strongly, and let out another deep groan of pure ecstasy, and groaned,

    "Ohh God....fuck...that's...ummm.....fucking amazing...!" I hissed,
feeling my balls lurch higher in my sac, as Bobby settled in, and moved his
finger back and forth over the sweet spot repeatedly, lighting an instant
bonfire deep in my balls.

   "Shit, dude...I'm...aggg....cumming.....fuuuuuck...!" I wailed, and my
cock all but exploded, literally untouched, my gushing streams of cum
flying from the strained slit in long, heavy ropes that ejected wetly up
onto my stomach, and chest.

   Bobby kept on prodding the hot spot, and it felt like I'd never stop
shooting, as volley after volley of my thick ejaculate streaked onto my
skin, soaking me in the stuff, until I thought I might pass out from the
shear exertion of it all. Suddenly exhausted, I rolled to one side,
gasping, and shaking, as Bobby started to slide his finger out of my ass. I
quickly reached back, and grabbed his wrist, nearly yelling at him to keep
it in there, and touch that place some more. My eyes focused on his
throbbing erection, and I suddenly knew that I had to have it, needed him
to bury it inside me, to fuck me, long and hard!

   Bobby gamely eased his finger back inside me, and once more began
probing over the magic spot, and I shuddered strongly, moaning with the
shear ecstasy of the feeling. I eyed his thick cock where it throbbed in
front of my face, and shuddered again, then, quickly dragged my fingers
through the multiple streaks of creamy cum that streaked my torso, scooping
up the slick fluid, then, grabbed his rigid cock, and coated it with the
stuff, as I turned my head to look up into Bobby's wide eyes, and growled,

   "Fuck me, Bobby...oh shit, man....hurry...fuck me...I want this cock
inside me...right now....please man....fucking do it...I want
it...Bobby...?"

   His eyes went wider still, and a quizzical look crossed his face for a
few seconds, as his mind processed my frantic plea, then, he blinked
quickly, and nodded, as he quickly maneuvered behind me. He slid his arm
under my stomach, and lifted me, as I scooted up onto my knees, literally
offering my ass up to him, my breath ragged, and catching in my throat as I
gulped in air. I jumped slightly, as I felt the wide head of his cock poke
at my crevice, and sensed the wetness of his flowing precum, and I buried
my face in my arms, and mumbled,

   "Hurry Bobby....oh man....yes...fuck me, dude...fuck my ass...!"

   He groaned, shifting behind me, his steely hard cock probing into my
crease, then, the head pressing into my small wrinkle, stabbing at it, as I
held my breath, and willed my tight muscle to relax, and let him in.

   "Jesus, Josh...man...you sure about this...?....it's....like...way
fucking small for this thing, dude...gonna hurt like hell, maybe...?" he
grunted, still pressing his cock head into my tight ring.

   "YES, damn it....just push, already...fuck....me....Bobby.....go
on....do it now...!" I roared, and very nearly instantly regretted having
said it, as he shoved strongly forward, and his battering ram cock pushed
past my anal ring, and drilled several inches inside me. It felt like he
had shoved a ball bat inside me, my tunnel stretched tight, and suddenly on
fire, and I groaned deeply, as he continued his thrust until the entire
length of that thick cock was buried into my screaming guts. He stopped
moving then, and I felt his hands moving over my back, and my ass cheeks,
as I huffed, and gurgled, feeling completely stuffed, so stuffed that it
would not have surprised me if I suddenly found the head of his cock
entering my mouth from my throat.

   Bobby held still for a minute or so, and slowly the searing pain
subsided, and, surprising me, a warm flush of pleasure began to surge
through me, a feeing totally unlike anything I had ever felt before. I
inhaled a huge breath, held it, then, let it go, as Bobby moved his hands
over my sweating skin, and gently kneaded the smooth mounds of my ass.

   "Holy shit, Josh....this is....amazing....fuck...so damn tight...and
hot...Jesus...you, um...you ok, man..?" he puffed, as he gulped in shallow
breaths, and moved his hips ever so gently, his cock barely moving inside
me.

  I sucked in some more wind, adjusted now to the intense feeling of
fullness, and the pressure, and focused on the spreading feeling of warmth,
and pleasure that was rapidly growing within me, and muttered,

   "I'm good, dude...rough there for a minute...good now...Jesus...getting
really good...ah man...go for it...fuck me,
Bobby...just...ahhh...fuck....me, ok?" I managed, moving my ass around, and
pushing back onto his thick post to encourage him to get on with it, and
fuck me.

   He hesitated for a few seconds, then, exhaled loudly, and slowly began
to withdraw, his battering ram of a cock stretching my tissues to the
max. He moved his hands to grip the mounds of my upturned ass, and I heard
him moan softly, then, he flexed his hips forward, and once more eased the
entire shaft into my gripping ass. The head of Bobby's cock slid across
that same zone of pure pleasure that his finger had touched, and I
shuddered, my cock lurching beneath me, as I groaned, and implored him to
do that again, faster, and harder. He seemed to understand my meaning, as
he settled into a steady in and out rhythm, pausing at the apex of each
stroke, and repeatedly guided his cock head over the special button that
seemed to light me on fire each time he did it, and in no time any real
hint of pain had disappeared, and I wanted this, needed it, and I began
rolling my ass, and pushing back into his forward plunges, using my muscles
to clamp tightly onto his moving cock as he plunged in and out of me,
gaining speed, and depth.

   I felt the sweat dripping off my forehead, and the drool from my sagging
mouth drip onto my arms, as I rolled my head side to side, and wiggled my
ass on Bobby's impaled cock, as I blabbered incoherently for him to fuck
me, fuck me, oh God, fuck me good! Bobby had definitely warmed to the task,
as he pistoned his turgid cock in and out of my ass, his hand dropping
under me to grab onto my very erect cock, and stroke me, as he drove
steadily into me, over and over. I was dizzy, and mumbling a steady cadence
of non-sense, and was totally amazed when I suddenly realized that I was
once again spraying cum all over the place, as Bobby's cock continued to
stimulate that incredible spot in my ass.

   "Ahhh jeez...!" I wailed, "cumming.....again....fuuuuuck...!"

   Bobby speeded up his hammering strokes, his hands tightly grabbing onto
my hips, as he drilled me with jack-rabbit strokes, and nearly yelled,

   "Ahhhh, fuuuuuck....me too, dude.....awwww.....shiiiiiiitt...!"

   I felt his cock lurch strongly, and it seemed to swell even thicker, as
I clamped down with all my remaining strength, literally grabbing onto his
sliding shaft with my ass muscles, as he roared once more, and ejected what
felt like a river of warm cum into my spasming ass tunnel. He pounded in
and out, exhaling a deep growl with each thrust, as he drained his balls
into my rectum, then, stopped moving, and rolled to his side, still
imbedded in my sopping wet sheath, as he grabbed me around my waist, and
held me tight in his arms.

   We lay there several minutes, neither of us saying anything, as we
struggled to recover our breathing, and allowing our pounding hearts to
subside. Finally, Bobby moved, and his wilted cock slipped out of my
battered hole with a soft popping sound, and I had to giggle softly, as I
felt the torrent of his copious semen begin to drain from my stretched
opening. I lifted my head off my arms, and looked at his flushed, and
sweating face, then smiled, as I muttered,

   "Wow Sailor.....damn.....WOW...!"

   Bobby's cute face broke into a wide grin, as he flushed even deeper, and
replied,

   "Holy shit...man...I....uh....yea....right.....just....well, WOW...!"

   We separated then, both of us still amazed at what had just happened,
and I think that Bobby was maybe wrestling again with those demons of his
that frowned upon his forages into "gay" behavior, although I was feeling
elated, and somehow more complete than I had ever felt before. A bit
tender, admittedly, and certainly messy, as Bobby's copious fluids
continued to leak out of me, but still, elated, and amazed at the
experience. I pretty much slimed my tee shirt in an effort to mop up the
aftermath of his incredible discharge, and my own, then, we got our shorts
back on, and made our way back to the car.

   Bobby was quiet for a while on the ride home, and I gave him some time
with his own thoughts for a while, then, reached across to give his crotch
a gentle grope, as I smiled at him, and said,

   "Let it go, Bobby...don't beat your self up over it...you did it for me,
and I sure as hell asked for it, so just...let it go, dude, its all cool."

   He looked at me, then, looked down at my hand in his lap, then, looked
back at me, a slow smile painting over his face, as he nodded his head, and
said,

   "That you did, Josh....most definitely, you asked for it...and, I'm not
actually beating myself up about giving it to you, either...hell, I loved
it....I'm only brooding about my leaving first thing in the morning, and
wondering how long it will be before I can....fuck your amazing little
"pussy", again...!"

   I gave his growing truncheon a firm squeeze, laughing softly at his
remarks, and told him,

   "Well....hey, there is the two week Christmas break, right...?....and,
if you can't make it home, well, maybe I could come and visit you on the
coast....and, of course, I'd definitely be bringing along
my...um..."pussy!"

   Bobby laughed with me then, nodding vigorously, as he announced his
total agreement with my line of thinking.

   And so, Bobby left at first light the following morning, and returned to
the less arid climate that more favored his debilitating asthma condition,
leaving me to the arduous task of x-ing the days until Christmas beak off
my calendar, and, to the continued honing of my second-favorite pass time,
which is, of course, blowing Bobby's brother.

The End
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