Date: Sat, 27 Sep 2008 16:22:19 -0400
From: m yonge <myonge@hotmail.com>
Subject: gay/high school/Mikie and Friends Chapter 7

From Chapter 6: Brad and Steve woke up just then from the noise we were
making laughing.  When we told them, Brad's only words as he gave burst of
laughter was "Awesome!"

Shortly after that we came to our turn off to the lake and cottage.  After
the bus incident we were actually pretty pumped.  I was hard as rock.  Stan
who hadn't tucked himself in yet I could see was hard again too.  This was
going to be one hot night.

Chapter 7

About fifteen minutes after turning off the highway we all tumbled out the
car at Stan's cottage.  It wasn't huge but it was nice, rustic and
beautifully perched on a slope over looking a peaceful lake.  The was like
glass.  The air was still just the singing of some birds and the odd
buzzing of a bee.  For some reason Stan took note of the irony of those
sounds.

"Hmmm" he said "All we can hear is birds and bees" then he laughed.  We all
kind of stared at him for a moment as though we were waiting for some kind
of punch line then it hit us... the birds and the bees.  Exactly was we
were going to explore.  We were going to do some heavy duty study in the
"birds and the bees"

We quickly unloaded the car and put the food away.  Then we checked the
cottage out and decided which rooms we would bunk in.  At least where we
might end up should we find the need to actually sleep.

After the trip down Brad and Steve decided to bunk together.  However they
made it quite clear that there was going to be a lot of four way action
beforehand.

We were all standing in the living room at the window looking down at the
lake; it was one of those moments, like you get in a conversation, that
punctuated pause.  It was as though none of us quite knew what to do next.
It was Stan who made the first move.  With a very deliberate move he turned
Steve toward him and kissed him.  I am not talking a little peck on the
cheek.  We could see his tongue probing as deep into Steve's mouth as it
could go.  His hands were traveling all over Steve's body.  Steve for his
part was not a passive recipient of this attention by any means.  His hands
were feverishly working on Stan's belt and zipper.

Brad and I immediately got into the action.  Brad getting behind Stan
helped Steve remove his jeans and in short order his boxers.  I was doing
the same with Steve so that they were both naked from the waist down in
less than minute.

Brad pulled Stan out a bit and buried his face in his friend's ass.  From
the sound of it he was lick deep and furious.  Stan was groaning out loud
through his kiss.

I knelt between them both and took first Stan's rock hard cock in my mouth
causing him to jerk back against Brad.  Steve feeling left out was rubbing
his cock against my face clearly wanting some of my mouth action.  At one
point I had both cocks, or at least part of both hard, precum oozing cocks
in my mouth at the same time.  It was awesome.

Stan and Steve pulled apart at one point, but only long enough for us all
to get completely undressed and make our way to Stan's parents king size
bed.  Brad was still focused in on Stan's ass and he was only to happy to
give Brad complete access to it.

Stan had Steve on his belly and went to work on his ass as well as I just
completely enjoyed my self going from cock to cock which ever one I could
get hold of.

At one point Brad beckoned me over to his hardness and stopped long enough
to tell me to wet him down good because was ready to fuck his pal.  After
he was good and wet I watched as he slid deep into Stan who only moaned out
in pleasure.  He was clearly so relaxed and ready that there was no
discomfort at all just pure unadulterated pleasure.  He had me work on his
cock too which was an amazing exercise because Brad was now pumping in an
out of him.  So he in effect was fucking my face by the force of Brad's
body on his.  He continued to work on Steve's ass as I sucked him hard.
When he removed his cock from my mouth I felt almost bereft.  I wanted
something there.  I am a true cocksucker.  I love that more than anything
else.  There is nothing like the feel of cock sliding over my tongue or the
sensation of the muscles of the cock pulsing out the cum.  So when Stan
removed his cock from my mouth I had to find another.

Stan had Steve flip over on his back with his legs on his shoulder.  It was
kind of interesting because with Brad fucking up a sweat from behind
Steve's feet were actually coming in contact with Brad's shoulders.  It
didn't deter my brother at all.  I straddled Steve with my face between his
legs.  I quickly had his cock in my mouth and was watching as Stan entered
his ass.  Steve took me into his mouth and that bed was just rocking let me
tell you.

Brad because he started first was the first to cum releasing a roar as he
came deep inside Stan.  That caused a chain reaction.  Stan feeling Brad go
let loose as well and Steve and I both pretty much at the same time shortly
after that.  We were all pouring sweat, and gasping for air when it was all
over.  Brad summed it up for all of us with "WOW!"

It was now about 8 PM and getting dark.  We crawled up so that we were
lying more or less side by side, we pulled the blankets up over us and for
the next hour or so just necked, hugging and kissing and exploring each
other's bodies.  It was an amazing time.  We must have all dozed off
because when I next found myself waking up it was pitch dark.  I was waking
up because someone was busy sucking on my penis.  I groaned awake and
reached down to find the head of the person who was giving me such
pleasure.  He stopped and I heard.  "Mike" in a whisper "Will you fuck me?"

It was Steve.  Well you don't have to hit me with a brick twice with that
kind of invitation!  We quickly got busy with the task at hand.  I began
probing his ass which was still quite wet from Stan's contribution earlier.

However in our moving about we woke the other two.  I already had claim on
Steve's ass, Brad quickly lid claim to me because he had already "done"
Stan as he put it.  So Stan not to be left out got busy on Brad.  It took
some maneuvering but we had something of a "daisy chain" going.

I was deep inside Steve and just reveling at the warm silky feel of his
insides.  It was beautiful I was slowly sliding in and out in an almost
dream like state.  Well that is until I felt Brad knocking at my backdoor.
Brad while not meaning to be rough is what you might call eager.  Besides I
was his brother.  He performed the minimum per work to make his entry easy
for him.  I let out a bit of a squeal as he drove himself deep inside me
with one stroke.  "Holy fuck man, go easy!"

"Sorry": he grunted as he started to pump me.

I knew when Stan entered him because Brad grunted again, with a kind of
pained sound to his voice and as Stan plunged into him he rammed deep into
me.  I in turn drove my cock further into Steve.

We quickly got into kind of rhythm that worked quite well.  Once the
initial pain and shock of Brad's entry passed it felt awesome to feel him
in me, rocking in and out.  We were a mass of moaning groaning male flesh
writhing over each other in total lust and sexual passion

Once again Stan, Brad and myself all came within a few seconds of each
other.  I turned Steve over and the second time that night drank him clean.

We crawled back together again and fell asleep.

And so it was that weekend.  We never did get outside.  By the time we had
to leave we were exhausted and totally spent.  All in all it was a perfect
weekend.

What better way to enjoy your friends.

We never got another time together like this.  Steve and I still hung out
together throughout high school.  Stan and I were close the rest of that
year, often getting together either at my house or his.  After high school
though our paths parted.  Stan and Steve each after their final year went
their separate ways.  I corresponded with both of them for a couple years.
And then things just faded off as they often do with friends that are no
longer near.

I still see and talk to Brad of course.  Although only when family
functions bring us together which isn't very often We no longer "do
anything " together anymore, though we have often talked about those days
and "that" weekend

I will never forget my friends those years in High School.

Mikie