Date: Sat, 24 Apr 2004 12:24:16 -0700 (PDT)
From: Thomas Gaige <togaige@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Step-Brother Jacob - Chapter 65

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of sexual activities between teenage boys. If you are not over 18 years
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			   My Step-Brother Jacob

				Chapter 65

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I was startled and suddenly terrified at Andy's finding Doug and I having
sex. Something was wrong though. Doug was gone. Andy was next to me.
His hand was on my shoulder and he was shaking me.

"JOHN!" he said, again. "Wake up Mate!"

My eyes opened then, and I woke up. Andy was sitting next to me,
grinning at me, his hand on my shoulder. Doug was nowhere to be seen.

"That must've been some dream you were having!" Andy said. "Bet I was
having a great time in it too!"

"Huh?" I asked groggily.

"You were moaning almost loud enough for the others to hear!" Andy said.
"Don't worry, they didn't hear you! Anyway, that's why I woke you up.
So what were we doing in your dream?"

"Uh, oh, um, I-I don't remember. I think we were up the beach together
in the dunes," I lied, not meeting his look.

"Sounds like fun!" Andy said, obliviously. "Too bad there's too many
people around yet. And later, it'll be too late. You're tired and have
school tomorrow, and I'm getting tired too."

"Uh, yeah," I said. "Where'd Doug go?"

"He took my spot in the game," Andy said.

"Oh," I said.

 * * *

"So, how long do you want to stay?" Andy asked, stifling a yawn himself.

I looked at my watch. It was already quarter of nine. I was exhausted,
and could tell Andy was too.

"We can get going anytime you want," I said.

"Well, why don't we go then?" Andy said. "We need to shower when we get
home. Maybe we can share one!"

Andy was grinning lewdly at me. I grinned back.

"Sounds good!" I said. "We got Roger riding with us though."

"He's playing volleyball yet," Andy said.

"What's the score?" I asked.

"They're almost finished," Andy said.

"Well, let's watch the rest of the game, then see if Rog is ready to
leave," I said.

 * * *

We watched the rest of the game. When it was over, we nabbed Roger and
told him we wanted to get going. Craig overheard and said he and Jeremy
would drive him home if he wanted to stay, although he said they were
leaving soon too. Roger thanked him, but said he was ready to go. So,
the three of us gathered our stuff up then, and said good-bye to the
guys. Most of them said they were going to leave soon too, and that
they'd see me and Roger at school the next morning.

The three of us walked back to my car then. We didn't bother to shower
off, since we were mostly dry and were all going to shower when we got
home anyway.

On the drive to Roger's house, he thanked Andy and I at least three times
for everything we did for him. He was so happy we'd brought him to the
beach, and fixed it so our friends would accept him.

"Just stay the nice guy you are now, Rog, and you'll have a lot of good
friends, really soon," I said.

"And most likely a hot boyfriend too!" Andy added, grinning at him.

Roger smiled and said, "That'd be nice!"

When we got to Roger's house, I got out with him to open the trunk, so he
could get his things. Andy got out too. We were both a little
surprised, but happy, when he gave each of us a hug, as he thanked us yet
again.

"Knock it off already!" I said, chuckling, as I noticed his parents
standing on the front porch smiling at the three of us.

"See ya at school," Roger said, as he turned to go.

"Yup," I said, as we got back in the car.

We watched for a moment, as Roger joined his parents. They all waved at
us, then as they walked happily into their house together, we drove off.

"You did a great thing for him today!" Andy said, smiling as we headed
for Grandma's.

"Wouldn't have if you hadn't pressured me into it!" I said.

"I'm glad I did then!" he said, grinning.

"Yeah, I guess I'm glad you did too," I said. "He turned out to be a
nice guy in the end! Too bad he wasted all those years being a jerk!"

"Well, I think he'll do alright now," Andy said.

"Yeah," I said.

 * * *

Grandma and the boys were all a little surprised to see us come home so
early.

"Everything OK?" Grandma asked.

"Yup! We're just beat. That's all," I said.

"Well, go to bed early then," she said.

"Yup! Just gonna shower, then hit the sack," I said, grinning.

I noticed that the boys looked a little disappointed.

"I'm sorry guys," I said. "I know we've been neglecting you a little
lately, but it's been a busy weekend. That's over now. So, we'll be
able to spend more time with you this week. I still have school, but
I'll be able to hang out with you after school, and Andy'll be here all
day!"

They boys all smiled and told us it was OK, but they all seemed happy to
hear we would be spending some time with them.

Grandma asked if we were hungry, but we told her we'd eaten at the
picnic.

We said "Goodnight" to everyone then, and excused ourselves and went
upstairs to shower and go to bed.

 * * *

Andy and I dumped our stuff in our room, then stripped naked. Andy
grabbed a tube of KY from his drawer, and we scooted across the hall and
into the bathroom.

We each used the toilet and brushed our teeth, then we jumped into the
shower together. I turned on the water and set the temperature so it was
a nice warm, but not hot, spray. Then we took turns getting wet. We
each shampooed our own hair, but then we each grabbed a bar of soap and
began washing each other all over. Of course we spent extra time on each
other's genitals and butts.

At one point, Andy was facing away from me, and I was washing his ass,
running my fingers up and down, deep in his crack, over his anus.

"Oh!" Andy moaned, lowly, as my fingers rubbed across his hole. "Stick
them in!"

I grinned, and on my next pass over his hole, I pressed against it with
my slippery index finger. I felt some resistance momentarily, but then
suddenly Andy pushed against my finger, and it finger slid right up
inside him.

"Oh yes!" he gasped.

I gently began sliding my finger in and out of him.

"Mmmm!" Andy moaned softly.

After a few thrusts, I gently stuffed my middle finger through Andy's
sphincter, in addition to my index finger, and began fucking him with
both of them.

"Ohhhh!" Andy exclaimed.

Slowly, but firmly, I shoved both fingers in and out of Andy's anal
canal, as he moaned quietly.

My dick was of course throbbing now. I needed to get it inside Andy. I
pulled my fingers out of his rectum, much to his disappointment, and
rinsed his hole off. Then I took the tube of KY Andy had brought to the
bathroom with him, and squirted a liberal amount into my hand. I lubed
my cock thoroughly, then positioned myself behind Andy, so my dick was
pointed straight at his hole. He reached back and held his ass cheeks
apart for me, as I pressed the tip of my cock against his anus. Gently I
pushed forward, and the head of my dick began to press on Andy's
sphincter, forcing it to open, and accept my dick. I felt Andy begin to
push too, as if he was taking a shit. Then suddenly, the head of my dick
penetrated his muscular ring and entered his rectum.

"AWWWww! MMmmmm!" Andy groaned, as I slowly pushed my shaft up inside
him.

Slowly, I pressed forward, progressing steadily. Within a few seconds,
my rod was completely buried to the hilt inside Andy's hot anal cavity.
I waited a few seconds, as he murmured pleasurefully, then slowly, I
began pulling it back out of him. When I was almost all the way back
out, I slowly pushed it back into him.

"Oh yeah! Fuck me good!" Andy said, huskily.

I began shoving my dick in and out of Andy's rectum then, as he began
moaning continually in a low tone. My right hand was still well-coated
with KY jelly, so I reached around in front of Andy, and grasped his
erect penis and began masturbating him at the same time.

"Oh Christ, John! That's good!" Andy cried softly.

I started fucking Andy harder, and jacking him off, as he moaned with
pleasure. I knew it wouldn't take too long before my orgasm started to
build. I could tell that Andy was in the same condition. As he wiggled
his butt back and forth to meet my thrusts, I kept on fucking him, and
jacking him off.

"Soon John!" he said, suddenly.

"Me too!" I gasped.

I picked up my pace just a little. I was long-dicking him as fast as I
could now, and jerking him off at the same pace. Andy was bent over in
front of me, he feet spread apart, both forearms up against the wall, his
forehead resting on his right arm. After only a couple more shoves in
and out of him, I felt my orgasm beginning to build.

"Oh John!" Andy cried, suddenly, and I felt his sphincter clamp shut
around my penis, as his orgasm began.

The feeling of Andy orgasming under me was all I needed. With a mighty
groan, I ejaculated a huge load of cum deep inside his rectum, completely
coating his insides.

Andy gasped and tensed, and his asshole clamped on me again. A second
later, I squirted more hot liquid deep inside him.

I continued fucking Andy, and jerking him off, as the two of us moaned
and gasped, shooting load after load of jism. His went all over the wall
in front of us, and mine filled his bowels.

Eventually, both our orgasms ended, and we stood together, joined as it
were, by my dick, which was still inserted in his ass. I let go of
Andy's cock, and leaned over him and hugged him, and kissed the back of
his left shoulderblade.

"MMmmm" he moaned lowly.

We remained in that position a minute or so, then finally, I stoop up,
and my softening dick slid out of Andy's hole.

"Oh!" Andy said, rather sadly.

He straightened up then and turned to face me.

"Damn that was brilliant, John!" he said, smiling.

I agreed, then I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him. We stood
together kissing for a couple minutes, as the water cascaded down over
us. Eventually, we separated. Then, quickly we finished washing and
rinsing each other off, and finally I shut off the water.

We dried ourselves, then shared the hairdryer. Of course I took longer,
as my hair was much longer than Andy's.

 * * *

When we were finished, we peeked out the door into the hallway. We
didn't care if the boys saw us naked, but we didn't want to get caught
naked by Grandma. She wasn't around. In fact the hallway was empty, so
we quickly tiptoed across the hall, to our room.

We immediately crawled into bed. I turned onto my side facing Andy, and
Andy turned onto his, facing away from me. He scootched back up to me,
snuggling into me, as I wrapped my arms around him. It was only a minute
or two after we'd both gotten comfortable, before we both fell asleep,
comfortably spooned together.

 * * *

I was rather rudely awakened from a very pleasant dream, in what seemed
like only minutes after we'd fallen asleep. The incessant buzzing of the
alarm on the clock radio was droning. I quickly shut it off, as Andy
moaned and rolled over in his sleep. Within seconds, he was snoring
again.

I rolled onto my back, and grinned when, looking down, I saw the sheet
tenting under my hard cock. I'd been having a great dream. Andy and I
were at the beach alone, late in the evening, fucking in the dunes. I
was glad it wasn't Doug I was dreaming about again. I'd felt a little
unsettled after being woken up on the beach the night before, when I
realized I'd been dreaming about Doug that way.

As I lay there thinking, I realized my dick wasn't going down on its own,
and I really was still horny from my dream about Andy. I so wished I
could just wake him up and have sex with him, but, I didn't want to
disturb him. He needed his sleep.

As I lay contemplating what to do, I realized that absently, I'd taken
ahold of my dick, and I was stroking it. It felt good. I actually
hadn't jacked off in some time. With Andy around, I never needed to. I
knew I had to get off now though, before I got ready for school, but I
really wanted to let Andy rest, so I decided to just quietly jack off.

I lifted the sheet off me, exposing my entire body. I had a bottle of
hand lotion on the night stand, so I grabbed that and squirted a little
into my hand. I mushed it around in my hand, letting it warm up a
little. Once it was warm, I slathered the lotion all over my stiff cock,
and went back to masturbating.

Slowly, I slid my fist up and down my hardon. I went as slow and as
gentle as I could for a couple minutes. Finally, I couldn't stand it any
longer, and I sped up, and tightened my grip a little. I began fondling
my balls with my left hand, at the same time. Then, after a minute, I
wiped a gob of lotion up with the middle finger of my left hand. I
reached between my legs and pressed my lotioned finger between my
asscheeks and began massaging my anus. I kept dmassaging my hole, as I
continued slowly jerking off.

Within less than a minute, I could feel my orgasm beginning to build up.
I kept on going at my slow steady pace, as the feeling built and built,
ever so slowly. When I got close to cumming, I slowed down a bit, hoping
to prolong the feeling. After almost another minute, my body was all
tensed up, and I was almost to the point of no return. I couldn't stand
it any longer. My body had begun to tremble a little. I started jacking
off just a tiny bit faster.

Suddenly, I felt a wave of heat and passion sweep over me, and then under
the tip of my finger, I felt my asshole clench, as I fired a huge rope of
cum out the end of my dick. It streaked through the air, hitting me on
my left shoulder, and streaking down across my left nipple to my belly.

I continued stroking and fingering myself, and gave myself another 6-7
similar spasms before my orgasm ended, leaving me coated with strings of
semen.

I pulled my finger from my asshole, as I finished slowly pumping the last
drops of cum out of my cock. Then, quietly as possible, I used about 8
Kleenexes to clean up the mess I'd made all over myself.

When I was finished cleaning up, I gently crawled out of bed, so I didn't
wake Andy, and zipped across the hall to the bathroom. I showered and
got ready for school then.

 * * *

This week was the last week of school, prior to final exams, which were
being given the following week. All we did was review the entire week.
I remembered everything we were going over, so it was rather boring to
me.

Mr. Haggerty and I exchanged glances across the lobby a couple times, but
he didn't approach me, nor I, him.

I did have a very interesting conversation with Mr. Jarvis and Mr.
McElroy one morning before classes. I happened to run into them together
near Mr. Jarvis's room. I thanked them for their help at the ball
Saturday night. They both smiled and said they were happy to help.

"Took a lot of guts to bring a guy to the ball!" Mr. McElroy said.

"Well, I figured I only had another couple weeks to deal with anyone who
couldn't accept it," I said.

They both smiled.

"I just feel sorry for people who feel they can't come out, and live
openly, especially when they most likely would, except they feel they
should stay closeted because of their work, or family, or friends," I
said, eyeing them both.

They both looked sad then, and I was sorry I'd said it.

"I didn't mean to make you feel bad," I said. "I was just trying to
commiserate with you."

They both looked a little uncertainly at me then.

"A lot of us, probably most of us, realize about you, and it doesn't
really matter to us. I'm just sorry you feel you can't be open about
it." I said.

They looked at each other. I saw a look pass between them. Then they
looked back at me.

"Thanks," Mr. McElroy said.

"It means a lot to us," Mr. Jarvis said.

"Really," Mr. McElroy said.

I grinned and they smiled back at me. I told them I wouldn't let on to
anyone about our little conversation, and they both thanked me.

Before I headed for homeroom, I filled them in on what had happened with
Roger, and with Rory and Glenn. They thought it was great that Roger was
"out", and they were cautiously hopeful that Rory and Glenn wouldn't
cause anymore trouble before graduation.

 * * *

Monday and Tuesday afternoon after school, I spent with Andy and the
boys.

Monday, we drove in-land to a forested state park, where there are trails
you can hike on. We took a 5 mile hike through the woods, which everyone
enjoyed immensely.

Tuesday the boys wanted to go to the beach, so we did. Of course,
Grandma lectured them about going out too far, and rip-tides and such,
before we went.

Tuesday night, we got an unexpected call from Harry's father. He was
going to be in NYC on business the week following my graduation, and was
calling to invite us all to meet him in NYC for dinner that Tuesday
night. He also hoped that Harry would agree to spend that night and the
following morning with him in the city. He said he would send him back
to Asbury Park by train. Harry was none too thrilled at the prospect,
but accepted, since he didn't feel there was a way to get out of it.

Wednesday and Thursday it rained.

 * * *

Wednesday afternoon, Andy joined me, and we got together with the band.
I taught them Mike's song, and we played through it several times
together. I rather expected them to want to change some of the words I'd
written, but they must've liked them well enough, as nobody asked for any
changes.

By the time we'd played together a couple hours, we had the song down
pat, and we'd rehearsed the others in our repetoire once or twice as
well. We didn't sound half bad for not having played together much,
recently.

"Do you think we should give that talent scout a call once, and see if he
still wants us to audition?" Craig asked.

Everyone agreed, so I dug around in my wallet and found his business
card.

"What's his name?" Julian asked.

"Sam Sinclair," I said.

"Never heard of him," Julian said.

"You thought you would've?" Boner asked.

We all chuckled when Jewels said, "No, but you never know!"

Turkey had a speaker phone, so we all crowded around it and called Mr.
Sinclair together. I did most of the talking, since I was the one who'd
talked with him the most in the past, but all the guys chimed in now and
then. I could tell Sam, as he told us to call him, was getting a chuckle
out of us.

We explained how we'd reformed the band under a new name, and added a new
second guitar player. We also told him we had a new song too, which we
thought was even better than our other ones. Sam thought it sounded like
we were in good shape. We were elated when he said he still wanted us to
come into the city and audition for his record company. In fact, he said
that if we were still as good as we were the first time he heard us, at
Christmas, that there was a good chance we'd be offered the opportunity
to record a single right then and there! We all got a little noisy at
that point, whooping and hollering. Sam was laughing, as we all quieted
down.

Since I was already planning to bring Harry into New York on the Tuesday
following graduation, I asked the guys and Sam if we could arrange to
meet at the record studio that morning. Everyone agreed, and we made an
appointment for 9:00 that day.

After we got off the phone, there was a lot more boisterous hollering.

We were so loud, Turkey's mom came down to the basement to see what was
going on. After we told her our news, she told us she was very happy for
us, and offered the use of her van to transport our equipment into the
city. We quickly accepted, and thanked her profusely.

We also decided that both Boner and I would drive our cars into the city
as well, since, the van wasn't big enough for all of us, and our
equipment. Also, I was bringing the boys with me, so we could meet
Harry's father that evening for dinner, and we were planning to stay
overnight in the city.

We also agreed, we'd best get together to rehearse a lot more, so we'd be
up to speed for the audition.

We never did get back to rehearsing anymore that afternoon, as we were
too busy making plans the rest of the day.

 * * *

When we got home and told Grandma and the boys about the audition, they
all congratulated us heartily as well.

While we were talking, Grandma said something none of us had thought of
though. "You should copyright your songs before you audition! You never
know if someone will try to steal them!"

"I hadn't thought of that," I said.

"I didn't think you had," she said. "You should call your mother's
lawyer, who happens to be my lawyer now too, since my previous lawyer
retired. I'm sure he'll know what to do!"

 * * *

After supper, I called the guys and told them what Grandma had said.
They all said it sounded like a good idea, and that I should get it taken
care of, since I'd written the songs, except for the couple Mike had
penned the music for.

I called Brian and his parents then, and told them what was going on
regarding the songs Mike had written, the new band, and the upcoming
audition. They thought it was all wonderful news, and were very happy
that we were using Mike's music. Then, I told them we wanted to have the
songs copyrighted, and that since Mike had written some of the music we
were using, that they had rights to some of the copyrights too, and I
wondered if they would sign any pertinent papers, so we could use the
music. I told them I'd make sure they got Mike's cut of any profits.
They absolutely refused to consider it at all, saying that Mike had left
the music to me, so that it was mine. I talked to them some more, trying
to convince them that they really should be involved too, but they told
me that Mike's music was mine now, and I could do what I wanted with it.
I thanked them and hung up.

During study hall, the next day, I used the pay phone in the lobby and
called my mother's lawyer, and told him about the band, our music, and
our upcoming audition. I told him what Grandma had said, and he fully
agreed that we should copyright the songs. I asked him how to go about
doing it, and he said that he could handle the paperwork for us. He
said, he'd be able to get us a receipt then that the copyright was
pending, prior to our audition. He quoted me a price per song, that
didn't seem too bad at all. I set up an appointment with him for after
school.

After school, I met with the lawyer and filled out the papers to
copyright all of the songs we'd written.

I included Mike's name as well, as author of the pieces of music he'd
written, but declared myself sole owner of the music. He said that the
executor of Mike's estate had to sign a paper giving me sole rights to
those pieces. I called Mike's father, who was the executor, and he said
he'd sign anything we needed. He said Mike would be happy his music was
being used. He also said he was very pleased that we wanted Mike to be
given credit for writing the music.

The lawyer spoke with Mike's father a few minutes, and asked him to stop
in and sign the relevant papers. He stopped and signed them that day on
his way home from work.

The next day, the lawyer filed the papers, and in a couple days, I had a
receipt for them, showing copyrights were pending on all of them.

 * * *

Finally, it was the last day of classes. It was only a half day of
school, so all the classes were cut in half. Even though I'd only been
back at the school for a couple weeks, it seemed really weird that this
was the last time I'd be taking a class here. Everyone felt the same
way, and rather than it being a raucous party-like atmosphere, as most of
us had expected, it was a little quieter and more subdued in the senior's
classrooms. Of course the noise coming from the underclassmen's
classrooms more than made up for it. They were all overjoyed to be
getting out for the summer. For us seniors though, it was a rather
bittersweet moment in time.

We emptied our lockers and had them inspected, and turned in our books.
Most of the teachers gave us some last minute advice and tips on what to
study for final exams, which were to be held the following week.

Then came the last bell. We were finished. No more classes. Just
finals. And the Sunday following the exams, commencement exercises.

 * * *

On Saturday, Andy and I decided to take the boys to Six Flags Great
Adventure Park in Jackson, which wasn't too far away. This Six Flags is
purportedly the largest amusement park in the world. We asked Grandma to
join us, but she declined, saying she wasn't fond of the types of rides
the twins liked. Having been there with the twins before, I knew what
she meant. They loved fast and radical roller coasters. I'd taken them
on the Nitro before, which was the best one they had at the time. Since
then, the park had added the "Superman Ultimate Flight" roller coaster,
and the twins couldn't wait to get on it! Poor Andy! The twins made us
all ride it a couple times. By the end of the second ride, Andy was
positively green, and I thought he was going to vomit. He managed to
recover, although, he vehemently declined to take anymore "horrific
chances" like that! There were plenty of other rides he did join us on
later on though, which he enjoyed. We all laughed when he told us that
"The enchanted teacups" were more his speed. He did enjoy the "Poland
Springs Plunge" and "Saw Mill Log Flume" though! So did we. And "Bugs
Bunny Land" was fun too. We spent the entire day at the park, and didn't
leave until they closed. By the time we got home that night, we were all
exhausted, mildly sunburned, and stuffed full of junk food. We all went
to bed right away.

Sunday, Grandma wondered if we would be able to stand a more calm
excursion, and suggested that we all go to Allaire State Park, after
church of course. Allaire State Park was located on the site of an early
1800's iron works owned by James Allaire. There were picnic grounds,
hiking areas, a small historic village you could tour, and even a little
train you could take a ride on. We didn't have any plans, so we told
her that sounded like fun.

We all ended up going to church Sunday. Even Andy and I. "We must set
an example for the boys" Grandma had said, to coerce us into going. The
boys of course, egged Grandma on by saying they didn't think they should
have to go, if Andy and I didn't.

As we headed upstairs to get ready for church, I said to Andy, "So much
for a quiet hour home alone!"

He chuckled and said, "We'll just have to have our fun in the shower,
before church then!"

"Yeah, then we'll have something 'bad' to confess when we get there!" I
said, snickering, as we went into the bathroom together.

Andy and I did indeed have a little fun together in the shower. We
washed each other, then we took turns rimming each other, afterwhich we
sucked each other off. It was quite enjoyable, and we were very relaxed
and happy as we sat next to each other in the church pew later.

After church, we all down-dressed, and Grandma and I packed coolers of
food and drinks. Then we set off for Allaire, which wasn't too far
away. When we got there, we found a nice spot in a lush green field,
under a tree, to picnic in. Hungrily, we devoured all the food we'd
brought with us. Afterward, we played frisbee for a little while, while
Grandma relaxed and watched us.

Later, we toured the historic village. When the iron works was running,
as many as 500 people lived there. Now, it was a museum, where you could
look in various buildings, such as the church, where some people still
held weddings, the blacksmith shop, the carpenter's shop, etc. We ended
up spending extra time in the General Store and the Bakery, where the
boys all bought cookies and penny candy. In the General Store I found a
little snowglobe, with the village in it, which I bought for Andy's
collection.

Once we'd seen the village, we all took a ride in the little old
narrow-gauge steam train on the Pine Creek Railroad. We all enjoyed it
very much, especially the boys.

After our train ride, we went home. That evening, Andy helped me study
for the final exams I was to take the next day, and Jacob and Harry
helped the twins study for their's as well.

 * * *

Exam week flew by. I only had exams on Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday.
The twins had one on Thursday as well. Each evening Andy, Jacob, and
Harry helped us study.

Tuesday and Thursday afternoons, the guys in the band and I got together
and rehearsed for the following week's audition.

The other afternoons, Andy, the boys, and I worked outside around
Grandma's house. We also did some yard work, and stained the shed and
painted the trim on the garage at my house next door, which was still
rented out.

Friday we had commencement rehearsal. That took all morning. By the
time we left, most of us knew pretty well what to expect and do.

At rehearsal, they announced who our valedictorian and salutatorian were,
and who had made the top 10% of the class, with regard to our overall
marks. I was shocked to find I made top 10%, and would be wearing the
additional gold tassle, and would sit up front with the others in the top
10%. Craig, Mitch, and Doug would be up front too. Boner and Turkey
both missed making top 10% by a couple grade points in their overall
averages. It was no surprise that Jenny was our valedictorian. Boner's
girlfriend Cindy beamed when she heard she'd made Salutatorian.

We got our caps and gowns at rehearsal. I noticed that they had a box
with extra tassles and asked if I might be able to buy two additional
ones. They thought it was an odd request, but let me buy them.

"What's with the extra tassles?" Craig asked.

"It's kinda personal," I said.

He gave me a funny look, but didn't say anything else, as I pocketed the
extra tassles.

 * * *

The day before graduation, the guys all wanted to meet at the beach. The
boys all wanted to go too. So, Andy and I brought the boys and we met
everyone else at the beach and spent the whole day there. Doug and
Franco came too. And even Roger showed up for a while. We all rode the
waves together, and played volleyball. As we lay soaking up the sun, the
boys worked on constructing a huge and very elaborate castle.
Occasionally, one of us would step in and give them a hand.

At the end of the day, before we went home for supper, the boys pulled
out their kites and flew them for a while.

We all watched as Scott let his kite fly higher and higher, until he'd
almost run out of string. Suddenly, he let out a disappointed cry, as
the string snapped and his kite flew away.

"That's why you shouldn't let them go up that high!" Boner told him.

Scott looked dejected.

"We'll get you another one, don't fret," I said, and I mussed his hair
up.

"Well, at least it had a note on it, like you told us to do," Scott said
to me.

"What note?" Andy asked.

I chuckled and said, "Well, I always like to put a note on my kites,
along with my name and address. Then, if it flies away, like Scott's
just did, maybe someone will find it, and will write to me and tell me
where it ended up. Kinda like a scientific experiment! I actually did
get a response once. It landed in a tree in someone's front yard a few
blocks away!"

"Well, maybe someone'll find mine and let me know too, who knows?" Scott
said.

"Yup. We'll have to wait and see now!" I said.

The others reeled in their kites then, and we all gathered up our stuff
and got ready to go. We said good-bye to the others, telling them we'd
see them at graduation the next day, then we headed back to my car.

On the way home, we stopped at 'Variety Gifts & Notions' on Main Street,
and I bought Scott a replacement kite. I also spotted a snowglobe that
was a little different than any I'd seen. It didn't have water inside.
It had real beach sand, and shells in it, and a shore scene painted
inside the back. The music box it was sitting on played "Love is a Many
Splendored Thing" which reminded me of the opening scene from the movie
'Grease', where Olivia and Travolta were kissing in the surf at the
beach. Of course I bought it for Andy. He loved it.

 * * *

Grandma had been busy while we were at the beach. She had the table set,
and had made a big tossed salad. Potatoes were baking. Bearnaise sauce
was made and warming, and there were steaks ready to throw on the grill.
She also had breaded shrimp ready to deep fry to go along with it.
Champagne was chilling in the refrigerator, and there were a couple of
interesting looking bakery boxes in the refrigerator too.

"Go shower quick, then you can grill the steaks John! You do them better
than I do," she said.

"What's the occasion?" I asked.

"Your graduation, Silly!" she said!

"Grandma!" I said. "You didn't have to go to all this trouble because of
that!"

I noticed out of the corner of my eye that Andy and the boys were all
trying terribly hard, not to laugh. Apparently they'd been in on the
surprise. I grinned at them.

"Well, fine, after you grill our steaks, you can go back upstairs, and
the guys and I will eat your share as well!" Grandma said.

"The Hell you will!" I shouted, as everyone laughed then.

"Thank you so much for doing this!" I said, as I wrapped my arms around
Grandma and hugged her.

"You deserve it!" she said, kissing me on the cheek, and hugging me
back. "Now hurry up and go shower. I'm hungry! And, John! Shower
alone this time! We'll never get to eating if Andy joins you!"

Andy and I both blushed profusely and looked at her with stupid grins on
our faces, as the boys all roared with laughter.

"You think I don't realize?" she asked, raising an eyebrow and surveying
the two of us.

"Uh, well..." I said. "...um... I guess I'll just go shower now, so I
can cook!"

"Good idea!" she said, winking at me.

I scooted up the stairs.

 * * *

I showered and dressed quickly, and was back downstairs in 10 minutes.
It would've taken longer, but I decided not to dry my hair, so it was wet
yet.

As I came downstairs, I found Andy in the hall, on the phone.

"Here! It's for you!" he said, handing me the phone. He went upstairs
to shower then.

It was Elizabeth. She was calling just before she went to bed. She
wanted to congratulate me on my graduation. We talked a couple minutes.
I asked her how she was feeling, and she said she was doing fine. Austin
was really active inside her belly all day now.

"Thankfully, he lets up at night time," she said.

I asked her if she was still craving spotted dick, but she said she
wasn't. Now, all she wanted was Blanc Mange, which I knew was a type of
vanilla pudding, with Treacle or Raspberry Sauce. She said they served
it at the Buffet at the hospital, so she was getting all she wanted of
it.

I asked how everything else was going. She said that Evan was still
hovering about on a daily basis. Although she said it was good that he
did, as her car wouldn't start the previous morning. Evan had determined
it needed a new accumulator, and had gotten a new one and put it in for
her.

"What's an accumulator Elizabeth?" I asked, puzzled. I'd never heard the
term before.

"Erm... Ah yes, you would call it the 'battery'. At least that's what
your father used to call it," she said.

"Oh, OK," I said. "Well, I'm glad Evan was there to help."

"Yes, well, the poor lad's rather distraught. It seems Betsey's
grandmother, the one in Wales, has had a stroke. She's not doing well at
all, and needs constant care. Betsey has gone to Wales for the summer,
to take care of her. Evan's most lonely, and has been coming around even
more, since she left a few days ago," Elizabeth said.

"That's too bad about Betsey's grandmother," I said. "And I can just
imagine how depressed Evan is."

"Yes, he's quite anxious for you all to return," Elizabeth said.

"Well, we've only got about a week and a half left, then we'll be back,"
I said.

"Well, we'll both be happy to have you home," Elizabeth said.

We said good-bye then, and I joined the others in the kitchen.

 * * *

"Ah Good! The chef has returned," Grandma said.

Snickering, I picked up the tray with all the steaks stacked on it, and
headed out to the grill.

Grandma fired the shrimp, while I cooked the steaks.

Soon we were all eating. It was a great meal! Afterward, the twins went
to get the bakery boxes from the refrigerator. As they carried them into
the dining room they both whistled "Pomp and Circumstance", as the rest
of us chuckled. Inside the boxes were a couple of fancy cakes. One was
Chocolate, the other vanilla. Both said "Congratulations Graduate" on
them.

The cakes were delicious, and we ate both of them up. Afterward, we were
all stuffed! The boys insisted on cleaning up, and made Grandma, Andy,
and I go sit in the living room. As it was a nice evening, we opted for
the front porch instead. When the boys finished cleaning up, they joined
us. We sat outside talking until it got dark, then we went back inside,
and watched some TV together before turning in for the night.

 * * *

The next morning dawned, sunny and hot. I was glad the graduation was
being held indoors at the Paramount Theater, instead of on the school's
football field, which had been one of the options. We'd have sweltered.

We slept in that morning, and had a leisurely pancake breakfast, which I
cooked, once I'd arisen. Afterward, Grandma insisted that the boys
accompany her to church. They tried to manipulate it so Andy and I had
to go along, but this week, she told them that I had to get ready for
commencement, and Andy was helping me. They were still protesting, as
winking at us, Grandma shepherded them out the door to her station
wagon.

Grinning at Andy, I said, "We've got the house to ourselves for about an
hour! What do you want to do?"

Andy grinned, and went over and locked the back door. Then he took my
hand and pulled me toward the stairs, pausing to lock the front door as
we passed it.

Upstairs, Andy stood facing me. Then he knelt in front of me and opened
my belt, and jeans. He pulled them down over my hips, snagging my briefs
and pulling them down along with my jeans, fully exposing me. I stepped
out of my pants, as Andy took my semi-hard dick in his hand and put it in
his mouth and began sucking gently on it. Within seconds, I was rock
hard. As Andy sucked on me, I pulled off my T-shirt.

Completely naked now, Andy pushed me down on my back across the bed. He
stopped sucking on me, stood up and quickly stripped himself. Then he
knelt back down between my legs and went back down on me.

Andy sucked on me for a couple minutes, as I laid blissfully enjoying his
ministrations. Eventually, he stopped. He reached in the drawer of the
night stand then, and pulled out a tube of KY. Grinning, he slathered my
dick with some, then he climbed onto the bed, straddling me. He
scootched forward, until his ass was positioned over my dick. Then
slowly he lowered himself onto my penis.

Gently, Andy settled down onto me, so that my dick slid slowly through
his sphincter. Grinning wantonly at me, He kept on steadily lowering
himself further down, until I was completely buried within him. Then
slowly, he began to lift back off. Just before he pulled completely off
me, he began pushing back downward again. Ever so slowly, Andy began
fucking me. As his rectum got used to my presence, he began to fuck up
and down on me a little faster. It felt wonderful.

It must've felt good to Andy too, because soon, he was grinning down at
me and moaning. After a few strokes up and down, Andy started humping up
and down on my penis a little faster. It wasn't long before I realized
my orgasm was beginning to build. I started trying to hump up and down a
little under Andy, but he held me down and started humping up and down on
me a little faster. I could see a drop of precum glistening on the tip
of his dick. I wiped it off with my finger, then licked my finger, as
Andy grinned at me.

"Oh God! I'm gonna cum!" I cried a moment later, as I felt my seminal
fluid beginning to move through me.

Andy humped up and down even harder on me.

Suddenly, I let out a gasp and a groan as I felt my cum blasting out of
my dick, flooding up inside Andy's rectum. I felt it coat my cock,
making it feel even slipperier inside Andy, as he continued bouncing up
and down on me. As I spasmed a second time, sending more cum up inside
him, Andy let out a gasp and I saw a glob of cum fly out of his dick,
toward me. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth further. Luckily, none
landed on my eyes, although some streaked across my mouth, and I tasted
the sweet saltiness of Andy's semen on my tongue.

Together, we both spasmed over and over, with me shooting Andy's bowels
full of my hot fluid, and he coating my torso with his.

Eventually, both our orgasms ended, and Andy collapsed forward, onto me,
with my dick still up his ass. We kissed for a while, as my dick began
to soften. Eventually, Andy squeezed it, and it slid out of his hole.

Andy sat up, grinning at me. His belly was coated with his own cum, as
was mine.

Snickering, I said, "I think we need a shower!"

"Most definitely!" Andy said.

We went to the bathroom then and hopped in the shower and washed each
other off. We played together in the shower so long, that when we sucked
each other off a little later, we each had another orgasm!

Eventually we got cleaned up, and dried. Then we got dressed. It was
almost time for me to leave for graduation. Grandma and the boys arrived
home from church just as I was running out the door. I told them I'd see
them there, and left.

 * * *

We had a very nice, albeit long, commencement ceremony. It lasted over 3
hours.

The guys all wore blue, and the girls wore white. Our tassles were
blue. Those of us in the top 10% of the class were given additional gold
ones to wear as well.

Just before we walked out to graduate, I reached into my pocket and
pulled out the extra tassles I'd bought at rehearsal. I got a few weird
looks as I attached them to my cap, along with the two I was already
wearing.

"They're for Lynn and Mike," I said, simply.

The few who were paying attention smiled.

The band played "Pomp and Circumstance" as we walked in and sat down. We
were a sea of blue and white when we'd finally sat down. After the
invocation by a priest, minister, and rabbi, the band played the "Star
Spangled Banner". Then, Mr. Haggerty spoke. After his speech, he
introduced the valedictorian and salutatorian. Then he asked those of us
in the top 10% of the class to rise and be recognized. Cindy gave her
Salutatory speech next. The band played another song. Then we finally
were all called up to get our diplomas. Afterward, there was another
song by the band, then Jenny gave her valedictory speech. The Mayor gave
the keynote speech, then Mr. Haggerty spoke briefly again. Finally, the
clergy gave its final blessing to everyone. Then, we marched out to the
band playing a recessional march.

There was a reception with cookies and punch for the graduates and their
families afterward. I took the extra two tassles off my cap and pocketed
them, then I went and found Grandma, Andy, and the boys, and they all
hugged and kissed me and congratulated me. We had some cookies and
punch, and visited with my friends and their families for a few minutes.
As we were taking some pictures together, there was an announcement that
the graduates all had to meet back in the theater to turn in their caps
and gowns. Grandma, Andy, and the boys said they were going to get
going, and would see me back at the house. Most of the other graduate's
families were saying goodbye too. We graduates all trooped back inside
then, and started disrobing. As we handed in our caps and gowns, Mrs.
Tatum checked us off her list, and we were free to go.

The first thing I did when I got out to my car was hang my tassles on the
rearview mirror. They looked so strange hanging there. It was hard to
believe I had finally graduated. I was no longer a student. I was an
adult high school graduate! Grinning, I drove out of the parking lot.

 * * *

On my way back to Grandma's, I made a short detour and swung by the
cemetery.

First, I drove to Lynn's grave. I stuck a small suction cup I'd bought
to her stone, and hung one of the tassles on it.

"There! Now you're a graduate too Babe!" I said.

I sat down then and gazing at the tassle hanging on her stone, thought
about all the good times Lynn and I had had, and how different things
would have been if she were still alive. After a few minutes, I got up.
Before I walked away, I kissed my hand and touched her grave stone.

I strolled over to my mother's grave and 'visited' her for a couple
minutes, then I went back to my car, and drove over to Mike's grave.

I pulled a bottle of beer out of a small cooler I'd put in the car
earlier, and took it, the tassle I had for Mike, and another suction cup
and went and sat by Mike's grave. I licked the suction cup and stuck it
to Mike's gravestone, then I hung his tassle on it. I cracked open the
beer then and toasted Mike. I took a big swig of it, then shared some
with Mike, like I always did, by dumping a dribble of it onto his grave.
I sat down then and told Mike all about our graduation ceremony.

When my beer was gone, I said good-bye to Mike and sat the empty bottle
on the lower ledge of his gravestone.

"I sure wish you were here to share this day with us Bruv! You'd have
enjoyed it so much!" I said. Then, I turned and went back to my car.

 * * *

When I got back to Grandma's, the street was filled with parked cars. I
was still thinking about my visit with Mike, and wasn't really paying any
attention. I was totally unaware that all the cars were there because
everyone was at our house.

Andy walked out to the end of the driveway, where I ended up parking.

"How come you took so long?" he asked.

"Had to make a quick stop," I said.

Andy gave me a funny look. Suddenly I noticed the cars.

"What the hell is with all the cars?" I asked.

Andy smirked at me then. It was then that I noticed the balloons and
banners out in the backyard, and I heard all the people talking and
laughing. Grandma, Andy, and the boys had thrown a surprise graduation
party for me!

There were a lot of old family friends there, and neighbors, and all
sorts of people I knew. A few of my friends from school were there.
Most of them stayed only a short time, as either they were party hopping,
or they had to go to their own parties afterward. Other friends came a
little later for a few minutes. There was a constant coming and going of
people who had several parties to attend. For about an hour in the
middle of the party, Andy and I took off and popped over to Craig's and
Mitchell's parties too. We only stayed a few minutes at each.
Afterward, we went back to my party, which was still in full swing.

By about 10:30 everyone had left. As only disposable plates, napkins,
cups, and utensils had been used, it was easy to pick up. Most of the
food was gone too, although we had quite the refrigerator full of
leftovers afterward yet.

By about 11:30, everything was done, and the house was back to normal.
Grandma excused herself to go to bed. I told her Andy and I would be
going out for a while.

"We are?" Andy asked, surprised.

"Yeah," I grinned.

He grinned too then, even though he hadn't a clue where we were going.

Grandma eyed me and told me to drive safely. I smiled and said I would.
She kissed each of us on the cheek then, and went off to bed.

The boys wanted to know where we were going. I told them we were meeting
the guys for a private 'after graduation party', and we'd see them in the
morning. They were disappointed they couldn't join us, but realizing it
was a party just for graduates, didn't put up too much of a fuss.

Andy and I quickly grabbed our sweatshirts, then we took off.

"So where are we going?" Andy asked, as I pulled away from the curb.

"The beach! Where else?" I said, snickering.

"Excellent!" Andy said, grinning.

 * * *

It was almost midnight when we got to the beach. Boner's car was already
there. He and Cindy were sitting in it waiting. Mitchell and his
girlfriend pulled in next to us a moment later. We all got out of our
cars, grabbed blankets out of our trunks, ditched our shoes, and headed
through the path through the dunes, to the beach.

Steadily over the next half hour, the others showed up, till our whole
group of friends was together. We decided to take a chance, and made a
small bon-fire from some dry driftwood we gathered. Then we sat on our
blankets and passed around a couple bottles of champagne Boner and Cindy
had brought. We all just kicked back and reveled in the fact we were now
high school graduates! There was a lot of talk about who was going to
what school in the fall, and what people were doing for the summer.
There was a lot of bantering too. We all had a great time!


Nobody bothered us, not even about our fire, and we kept the noise level
down. Most of us were pretty tired anyway. People started to leave
around 2:00. By 2:30, only Boner, Cindy, Doug, Franco, Andy and I were
left. We decided to call it a night.

Andy and I got home about quarter of three. We tiptoed into the house,
used the bathroom, then went to our room, stripped, and crawled into bed
together. I was so exhausted, I fell asleep immediately, and I expect
Andy did too...

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