Date: Fri, 27 Oct 2006 21:20:15 -0700 (PDT)
From: Thomas Gaige <togaige@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Step-Brother Jacob - Chapter 90
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My Step-Brother Jacob
Chapter 90
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When we left off with the last chapter...
Boner and Julian had been forced to share a bed at Rufflet's Hotel, as
there were no rooms left with two twin beds, and no single rooms
available either.
After they'd gone to bed, both of them had become extremely horny. Each
realized the only way they were going to get any sleep was to jack off.
At that point though, neither felt like getting up and getting dressed to
go down the hall to the shared bathroom. The room they were in was
small, and offered no private area for them to use either. Although
neither boy would ever have dreamed they'd do such a thing at this point
in their lives, finally, out of sheer sexual desperation, they'd given up
and begun jacking off under the bed covers, while lying next to each
other. Of course, as they pleasured themselves, each became even more
aroused, and physically hot. Due to their mutual discomfort, and the
elevated level of arousal each was at, they'd given up and thrown the
covers off, and masturbated openly in front of each other. Then, one
thing had led to another, until finally their desires had become so
ardent, that Julian had suggested they "do" each other, and to his, and
Steve's own surprise, Boner had agreed! They'd ended up masturbating
each other to orgasm then, as they lie side by side in bed, their upper
arms, and portions of their legs, touching each other.
Afterward, their sexual tension drained, both were confused. And while
neither would admit to the other that they'd enjoyed having hand-sex with
another guy, and both earnestly declared it was only a one-time thing,
they did both sheepishly admit that it had felt good.
Once they'd cleaned themselves up, and settled for the night, it had
taken both of them some time to fall asleep, as each privately did admit
to themselves that they'd enjoyed what they'd just done much more than
they'd let on to one another. As a result each brooded despondently,
thoroughly confused about his own sexuality.
Boner had fallen asleep first, and as Julian lay next to him, still
worrying about his desires, he was shocked when, in his sleep, Steve
rolled over and wrapped his arm around him, snuggling up against his back
and clasping his breast in his hand. After desperately trying to figure
a way out of Steve's embrace, Julian finally gave up and admitted to
himself that he liked being in Steve's arms, and allowed himself to
relax. Finally, he too fell asleep.
Julian's sleep was troubled though, and he had a nightmare, in which, he
dreamt that Steve was butt-fucking him, and his organ was so long that it
had burst out his navel! Julian woke up crying out, startling Steve
awake as well. After they'd relaxed again, Steve again fell asleep
first, and again rolled over and pulled Julian into his embrace.
Eventually Julian too had fallen asleep again.
Elsewhere in the hotel, Jacob, Harry, and Evan were sharing a room
together. Jacob and Harry had, with little trouble, seduced Evan, and
the three had ended up making an Evan Sandwich. Happily, they'd all
finally fallen asleep together.
Craig and Julian, had, as expected, spent the night together happily
making love.
Pete and Mitchell, having closed the pub below the hotel, had each
collapsed into their twin beds and fallen soundly asleep.
The following morning, back at Andy's Auntie Doreen's house, I'd woken to
find Andy sniffling and weeping quietly. When I opened my eyes, I'd
chuckled, because he was sitting up in bed next to me, reading Van Gogh's
copy of the short story "Brokeback Mountain" that the movie by the same
name was based on. To cheer him up, I'd suggested that we make love like
Ennis and Jack did in the story. I couldn't bring myself to be quite so
rough with Andy though as Jake Gyllenhall was with Heath Ledger in the
movie, and ended up making passionate love to Andy's hole with my tongue,
before fucking him ever so slowly and gently until I couldn't stand the
pressure, which caused us to each blow huge loads of cum - mine flooding
Andy's bowels, and his, causing a huge wet spot on the bed, which he was
embarrassed about his Auntie eventually seeing.
Afterward, we'd laid together resting, and Andy was just about to tell me
about his adventures with his boyhood fuck-buddy Gavin McClure, whom
Auntie Doreen had spilled the beans to us about. He never got to tell me
though, as Auntie Doreen had knocked on the door and asked us to go to
Claren's farm, to get fresh eggs, cream and butter for breakfast.
The twins who'd slept together on a pull-out sofa in Auntie Doreen's
living room had woken, horny as usual, and decided to have sex.
Unfortunately, Auntie Doreen had walked in on them just as Scott had John
on his back with his legs splayed, and was pounding in and out of him.
John's hand was busily flying up and down on his own dick as well.
Luckily they'd been a bit chilly, and had the sheet and blanket pulled up
over them. As Auntie Doreen stared at them in shock, Scott had fibbed
that they were practicing their wrestling moves. Auntie Doreen
skeptically asked what the name of the move was they were practicing, and
John said "the splayed chicken", just as Scott at the same time said "the
human pretzel". Auntie Doreen had told them then that she'd be in the
kitchen if they needed anything. Mortified, the twins had gotten up and
decided to shower.
Although they were both extremely horny yet, as neither had gotten off,
they realized they couldn't shower together, as it would cause even more
suspicion. So Scott had gone and showered. Of course he'd "enjoyed
himself" in the shower. While he was showering, John had devilishly done
a "drive by" and left the bathroom door open, causing Scott some
embarrassment, even though nobody noticed.
Of course while John was showering, Scott did the same in return, only
John was caught by Andy and myself, who'd hoped to take a shower, but
because the twins were using the bathroom, and we needed to get to
Claren's we couldn't.
As the chapter ended, Andy, the twins and I were in the kitchen, and the
conversation had shifted to Auntie Doreen mentioning how she'd found the
twins practicing a wrestling move she'd never heard of a little earlier.
This surprised Andy, who'd told us Auntie Doreen loved to watch wrestling
on the television, and knew pretty much everything there was to know
about wrestling. This of course led to the twins deep mortification.
We pick up now with the next chapter...
* * *
The sun was shining brightly through the cracks in the curtains over the
windows of Boner's and Julian's room at Rufflet's Hotel. The two boys
were still both sleeping. Each had been so tired, and apparently
comfortable as well, that they hadn't shifted their position at all from
the one they'd fallen asleep in. Steve was still snuggled protectively
up against Julian's back, with his arm wrapped around him. Julian was
snuggled into Steve's embrace, spooned up to his warm body, with his left
hand covering Steve's hand, which was still clasping his right breast.
Both were breathing slowly and deeply, each sleeping peacefully yet.
* * *
As birds began to twitter cheerfully in the trees outside, the hotel
guests began to wake up.
A couple who were on their honeymoon were in the room next to Boner and
Julian. They had fallen asleep together, naked, after having made
passionate love the night before. As the young groom woke, he realized
his penis was, as usual, stiff as a board. Unfortunately it was also
bent double, so that it was pointing downward as he lay sprawled on his
stomach, which was quite uncomfortable! Quickly he raised his hips up
off the bed, and reached down and adjusted his manhood, so that it would
lay comfortably sandwiched flat between the matress and his lower
abdomen, pointing up at his navel. As he relaxed back down onto the bed,
the underside of his penis slid across the sheet, giving him a thrill.
He looked over at his bride, and smiled. She was lying sprawled
comfortably on her back, still asleep, but she'd begun to stir a little,
due to his motion. She must've felt warm too, as she pulled her hand out
from under the bed covers and pushed them down a little, exposing her
ample and firm, left breast. As the colder air hit it, the nipple grew
noticeably pointier, which caused the young man's dick to flex. He
grinned and began humping his pelvis up and down off the mattress a
little, so that the underside of his dick rubbed back and forth on the
bottom sheet again, as he watched her breast rise slowly up and down as
she breathed, and her nipple become even more pointed. As she stirred
some more, and he continued grinding his penis against the bed, he
reached over and gently began to run his fingertip ever so gently over
the very tip of her exposed nipple.
"Ohhhh!!!" the girl gasped, as a surge of pleasure traveled through her
body. She began to wake up then.
The boy giggled and tweaked her nipple a little then.
"OH!" she cried, her eyes flying open.
As her eyes fluttered open and closed a couple of times, as she woke, her
husband began fondling her nipple, gently squeezing and rubbing it.
"OH Robert!" she cried, smiling and looking at him, when she realized her
husband was fondling her.
"Are ya ready fer another go at it then Luv?" Robert asked, in a low,
sensual growl.
"Ohhhhh...." she cooed, smiling, as his handling of her boob became more
insistent.
Suddenly Robert abandoned his wife's nipple and shoved his hand below the
bed clothes, reaching for her womanhood.
"Ohhhhh...." she moaned, quickly spreading her legs, as his hand cupped
her mound of pubic hair, and his middle finger slipped between her
already somewhat damp cunt lips.
"OOOhhhh!!!" she groaned a second later, as he grinned and flicked his
finger back and forth through her crack, over her quickly engorging
clitoris. Within seconds, he noticed his fingers were dramatically
wetter.
"Mmmmmm...." she moaned happily, smiling, as his finger plunged slowly
into her hole a moment later, and he began sliding it in and out of her,
working her over, to stretch her open enough to easily take his penis.
Robert finger-fucked his wife for several seconds, then realizing she was
open enough, and dripping with vaginal secretions, he grinned and crawled
over on top of her, between her legs. He pointed the head of his penis
at her damp muff, and slowly lowered his hips downward. They each
groaned with pleasure then, as Robert's stiff 7-1/2" of manhood entered
her tunnel.
"OOOOOhhhhh..." she moaned, passionately, as Robert began moving his hips
up and down, sliding his rod in and out of her.
Robert fucked his wife slowly for a minute, then as he felt her hole was
stretched fully open, he sped up.
A minute later, Robert was slamming his hips up and down, and his wife
was crying out loudly with each of his downward strokes. The headboard
of the bed began tapping at the wall as well.
As Robert became more and more excited, his strokes became stronger, and
both of them were groaning and gasping with pleasure, as the head board
slammed rhythmically against the wall.
Suddenly, the girl's orgasm swept over her, and she began yelling "OH!
OH! OH!" very loudly.
As soon as his wife's orgasm began, Robert climaxed as well. Groaning
loudly he blew a fountain of semen deep within her vagina.
For the next several seconds, as Robert continued pounding in and out of
his wife, the two experienced a glorious mutual orgasm! As they did,
they both moaned, and cried out happily, and the headboard continued
pounding on the wall.
* * *
"What the fuck?" Boner groaned, waking up to a pounding on the wall
behind his head. Then he heard the cries of sexual ecstasy as well, and
he smiled.
"Mmmmmm... who's pounding?" Julian growled, waking as well.
Boner's eyes became huge as he realized then that he and Julian were
sleeping snuggled up to each other! Worse still - they were both naked
as well. On top of that, all the sexual sounds coming from the room next
door, had caused Steve's already semi-hard penis to begin to stiffen up
completely, and it was pressing firmly into the groove between Julian's
ass cheeks!
"What -" Julian started to ask, twisting his head to look groggily to
look behind him. He stopped suddenly in mid-sentence, and his eyes grew
huge as well as he reliazed the position they were in together.
For a moment, the two looked at each other, mortified.
"OH FUCK!" Boner cried, looking even more horrified as he felt his penis
pressing further into Julian's ass crack. Instantly, he pulled back as
if he'd been burned by something. "I'm sorry man! I - I don't know how
..."
As Julian looked at Steve, still mortified himself, Steve looked so
upset, almost to the point of tears, that Julian momentarily forgot his
own discomfort and embarrassment and said, "It's OK!"
Steve's expression turned to confusion, and he looked at Julian curiously
for a couple of seconds, then he said "Huh?"
Realizing that Boner thought he meant he liked being cuddled up with him,
which in reality he did, but he didn't want Steve to know, Julian's face
flushed bright red.
"NO!" he cried desperately. "I just mean... I mean I know you must've
been asleep and thought I was Cindy! That's all!"
"OH!" Boner said, suddenly feeling a little relieved. Again Julian had
provided him with an out! He thought for a minute, wondering if maybe
what Julian had said was true. In fact though, Steve couldn't remember
what it was he was dreaming about, but he was pretty sure that Cindy
hadn't visited him in his sleep that night.
As Julian looked at him, Boner smiled nervously and said, "Yeah. That's
what it was!... um... but who'd you think I was?"
Julian blushed deeper, but quickly replied, "Well, it was you who was
snuggled up to me! I was asleep and didn't notice!"
"Oh!" Steve said.
The two looked uneasily at one another then for a minute. Each sensed
that the other wasn't telling the complete truth, and they each had a
whirlwind of thoughts spinning through their own heads as well.
"What the fuck was I dreaming about?" Boner wondered desperately.
"Why did I let him sleep with me like that?" Julian wondered.
"Why'd I get boned like that?" Steve wondered. "And how could it have
felt good to sleep with him like that?"
"Why did I like it?" Julian thought. His own self-mortification deepened
as he thought about how Steve's hardon had felt nestled up against his
butt, and he realized his own dick was suddenly throbbing over the
memory.
"I'm gonna go shower!" Boner declared, suddenly. He reached for the
floor and picked up his jeans, then spun around and dropped his legs over
the edge of the bed, and sat up facing away from Julian. He did this
all without pushing the covers off, in hopes that Julian wouldn't see
that he still had an erection.
"OK," Julian said, pulling the covers around him a little more tightly.
Just as Julian glanced over his shoulder, Steve stood up, and bent
forward to pull his jeans on. As he did, his ass cheeks flattened and
spread apart enough so that Julian caught a glimpse of Steve's ass hole.
A sudden shiver of excitement raced through Julian's body, and his penis
flexed, as he stared at Steve's tight, dark pink pucker with it's fringe
of fine dark brown hairs surrounding it.
"Fuck!" Julian thought, horrified at his reaction. He couldn't deny
though that the site of Steve's most private area had excited him. Again
his dick flexed.
Steve quickly pulled on his jeans and straightened up. Then, he grabbed
the key to the room, a towel, and his shampoo. Quickly he pulled the
door open, stepped into the hallway, and pulled the door shut behind him.
* * *
In the hallway, Steve closed his eyes and let his breath out, and leaned
softly against the door jamb.
"What the fuck is going on with me?" he thought to himself.
He knew what the reactions he was having over Julian meant, but he hadn't
had such feelings for another guy, except maybe for Sal Frizzoni when
they were kids. Still... here he was, all grown up, and the previous
night he'd jacked off another guy, and let that guy masturbate him as
well. AND! He'd liked it!... Then - although granted it had happened
while he slept, but still... he'd snuggled up to Julian and taken him in
his arms, and slept so intimately with him. And he'd woken up with a
hardon pressing into his ass! He knew damn well he hadn't been dreaming
about Cindy either. He remembered tiny bits and pieces of his dreams and
the only people he remembered being in them were Julian, me, and Andy!
He remembered dreaming at one point that he and Julian had walked into
our hotel room, and caught me and Andy having sex together. He had a
clear vision in his mind of the two of us fucking doggie style on the
bed! As he and Julian watched, Julian's hand had searched his crotch,
and found his penis and given it a squeeze. Almost immediately it had
gotten hard, and he'd let Julian continue fondling him, as he watched me
and Andy. He also thought he remembered reciprocating - groping and
fondling Julian too! Was it this dream that had gotten him hard?
"What the fuck? Am I turning gay?" Boner thought, incredulously. A look
of despair washed over him as he realized his penis was still hard. In
fact, it was throbbing!
He snorted angrily then and shoved himself away from the door jamb, and
stalked off down the hallway.
* * *
As soon as Steve had left their room, Julian had rolled onto his back,
and stared miserably up at the ceiling.
"Fuck! Am I gay?" he thought, as he replayed the past several hours'
events in his mind.
As he laid there thinking about how he and Steve had masturbated one
another the previous night, he jumped slightly when he heard a thud in
the hallway just outside their door, and sudden receding footsteps that
sounded angry. As he looked toward the door, he noticed the tent his
penis was making under the sheets.
"Fuck!" he muttered, scowling to himself. A moment later though, he
sighed resignedly and reached under the covers for his manhood.
Still another moment after that, he closed his eyes and the disgust left
his face as his hand began sliding up and down his shaft, sending shivers
of pleasure throughout his body.
* * *
Down the hall, in the shower, Steve was trying, unsuccessfully to ignore
his sexual arousal. As he soaped up his body though, he necessarily had
to wash his genitals and crotch. The moment his hands slid over his cock
and balls, he knew he was beaten. Heaving a heavy sigh, he gave in and
let his well-lathered hand wrap around his manhood and begin stroking up
and down, as his left hand cupped his scrotum, and gently began fondling
his testicles. He closed his eyes, and breathed in deeply as waves of
pleasure washed over him.
As he stood with his back under the spray of the shower, but the front of
his body out of the water, he tried desperately to think about having sex
with Cindy. It didn't work though. His mind continually returned to the
previous night, as he and Julian laid together, side by side, pleasuring
each other.
"Fuck!" he gasped, disgustedly, as he felt his orgasm beginning to build.
Although he was disgusted that it was thoughts about having sex with
another guy that was exciting him at the moment, Steve was far enough
along the road to his climax, that he couldn't stop. Just wanting the
whole thing to be over with, he began sliding his fist up and down his
rod even faster, which sent even more pleasureful feelings ricocheting
throughout his being.
Steve's breathing became faster and heavier, as his soapy hand flew up
and down the entire length of his stiff cock, and he gently kneaded his
testicles. He could feel his entire crotch starting to tingle as his
semen started to churn.
Squeezing his eyes shut tightly, Steve tried desperately to recall his
last encounter with Cindy. After a few seconds, as he wildly
masturbated, a vision of Cindy's bosom flashed through Boner's mind, and
he recalled how whenever possible, he would lean down and lasso one of
her nipples with his mouth and suck and nibble on it. As he tried to
focus on this, and kept his hands moving, he felt the pressure inside him
building more and more.
A couple seconds later, as he was nearing the brink of pleasure, while
trying desperately to keep thinking of Cindy and her nipples, the memory
lying with Julian wrapped in his arms, his nipple in between his thumb
and index finger, and his hardon pressed into the groove of his ass
flooded his mind.
"AAAAwwwwww!!!!" Steve gasped, as a river of semen shot from his cock,
and painted the tiled shower wall. At the same time, his eyes flew open
both in passion and horror, as in his mind's eye, he saw Julian gasping,
just as a huge rope of cum shot from the tip of his dick, which he,
Steve, was pumping away on.
"Fuck!" Steve gasped, as he came again, and in his mind, he caused Julian
to cum again as well.
"MMmmmmmm...." Steve moaned, his hand still moving swiftly up and down,
pumping his own jism from his body, while his memory showed him pictures
of him doing the same to Julian.
Lost in a mixture of passion and self-disgust, Boner continued
masturbating, until he'd shot all of his pent up love juice from his
dick. Even afterward, as he basked in the warm pleasant after glow of
his orgasm, and wallowed in self pity over how he'd achieved such a great
feeling, Steve continued sliding his hand slowy up and down his rod.
"UUhhnnm..." he moaned softly a few seconds later, as a last bit of cum
pulsed through his urethra and oozed from his piss slit.
"Shit!" he muttered disgustedly as he finally took his hand off his
gradually softening dick.
He took a long deep breath, held it a moment, then let it out and stepped
under the water to finish his shower.
* * *
At the same time Steve was masturbating in the shower, Julian was back in
their room, lying in bed. After having played with his hardon for a
minute, as he dwelled on his sexual desires, he'd given in and found his
tube of lubricant in his bag. Quickly he'd applied some to his penis,
and he hand quickly began sliding swiftly up and down his rod. After a
few seconds, he'd scooped up a little with the middle finger of his left
hand, and spreading his legs apart and pulling his knees upward, he'd
reached for his asshole.
"Mmmmmm..." he moaned lowly, as he'd pressed his lubed finger firmly
against his pucker, and begun massaging it, as he continued masturbating.
"Oh!" Julian gasped a few seconds later, as he pressed harder, and his
finger slid through his anus, and traveled up inside his rectum, directly
to the place where his prostate was located.
With thoughts of the previous night running through his mind, Julian
quickly got into a swift rhythm with both hands, and shortly, as his
right hand flew up and down his slick stick, and his finger slid in and
out of his hole, pressing against his prostate with each inward thrust.
Within a minute or two, Julian felt his orgasm building up, and doubled
his pace. Shortly he was writhing about on the bed, as his finger
slammed in and out of his asshole, and his hand flew up and down his
dick, combining to provide him with the utmost in delightful sexual
sensations.
When Julian realized he was at the point of climax, he tried to hold off
for as long as he could, and he was successful for a few seconds! But
then, suddenly, with a gasp, he'd exploded joyously, blowing a huge rope
of semen from his cock, which, because of the angle he was holding his
cock at, flew upward and landed in a string across his face, and neck.
Julian didn't have time to think about it, as all too soon, he blew
another load, that coated his neck and chest. His third volley landed on
his chest and belly, and each subsequent spasm of joy deposited its
results still further down his body, until his last one, just made a bit
of cum ooze from his dick and run down it, over his thumb.
"Damn!" Julian muttered, as he let go of himself and glanced downward.
He was coated with streaks of semen, and could feel a long streak lying
over his cheeks, nose, and just past the left side of his mouth.
Worried that Steve might return soon, Julian quickly grabbed some tissues
and cleaned himself up. When he was finished, he got up and looked at
himself in the mirror. Finding a couple drops of cum on his right
temple, he quickly rubbed them off as well. Then, he grabbed his clothes
and pulled them on.
Just as he was pulling on his T-shirt, Boner stepped back into the room.
The two looked uneasily, and guiltily at one another and both blushed.
"I-I'm gonna go shower!" Julian said.
Steve nodded slightly in reply, and Julian grabbed his shower supplies
and quickly left the room.
* * *
Steve was still packing his things when Julian returned after showering.
He quickly began packing too. They worked silently, each lost in their
own thoughts. As they packed their bags, and thought about all that had
occurred since the previous evening, each periodically glanced furtively
at the other.
Finally, at one point, when Steve looked up, he realized Julian was
staring right at him. Julian blushed, and looked away, but when he
glanced back, Steve was still looking at him. Steve blushed then too.
They continued looking at each other, both feeling mixed emotions.
Finally unable to stand the tension, steve said, "Look! I'm not gonna lie
to you. You were there, and would know I was. What happened last night
was OK I guess. I mean, obviously, we both got off, so it had to be OK
in some way. Hell... maybe it was better than just OK! But, it was just
a one time thing! It has to be! OK?"
He turned red then and looked away from Julian. Inside, he finally felt
a little relief. At the same time though, he was shocked to realize that
he also felt a little sad. As he reflected on this, he realized that a
part of him would have liked to see what else might've happened.
Feeling a little relieved as well, that Steve was at least speaking to
him, and sadness as well that Steve was putting an end to their
closeness, Julian stoically lied and said, "I know. I feel the same
way."
"Really?" Steve asked. Instantaneously he felt relieved that this wasn't
going to get messy. Yet, his relief gave way almost instantly to a
feeling of surprise that Julian felt that way, and moreover, a sense of
sadness both for Julian, and for himself, that he might.
Julian looked at Steve and shrugged.
The two studied each other carefully for a moment. Then, their eyes
connected, and for a split second each caught a glimpse into the other's
mind and soul. Each recognized that the other was feeling guilty. At
the same time though, each saw that the other did possess a sense of
desire to continue! Additionally, they each saw some self-loathing, and
of course a great deal of confusion. As they looked at one another, each
realized the other probably had different feelings than they'd just
admitted. They also both recognized that the other realized this about
them, as well. Slowly, their expressions turned to mutual misery.
Finally, they each blushed, and began to look guilty. Quickly, Steve
looked away, and busied himself with his luggage. Julian followed suit a
moment later.
* * *
Neither spoke again, and they worked silently for a few minutes, until
there was a knock on the door.
"Julian? Boner?" Jacob's voice came through the door.
Quickly Steve stepped over to the door and opened it.
"Hi Guys!" he said, trying to put on a happy face.
"Hello!" Jacob said.
"Hi," Harry said.
"Are you ready to go yet? Evan sent us to ask," Jacob said, walking into
the room.
"I'm ready!" Steve said, zipping up his last bag.
"I will be in just a minute," Julian said, hurrying to shove the last of
his things into his luggage.
"How was the pub last night?" Harry asked.
"Excellent!" Boner said. "Unfortunately they all close too early over
here!"
"What'd you do afterward?" Jacob asked, sitting down on the edge of the
bed.
"NOTHING!" both Steve and Julian answered urgently, and in unison.
Jacob and Harry looked at them, then at each other, as Steve and Julian
glanced quickly at each other with strange looks on their faces.
"How'd you like sharing a bed?" Harry asked, grinning devilishly and
wiggling his eyebrows up and down, hoping to lighten the mood.
Steve and Julian glanced again at each other, and both tinged red.
Looking almost miserable Steve said in a somewhat soft, raspy voice, "It
was fine."
As Jacob and Harry looked curiously at them, Julian looked away so they
wouldn't see the guilty look on his face. He didn't realize though that
the boys could see his reflection in the mirror. When they did, they
exchanged curious looks again.
"C'mon, let's get going!" Steve said suddenly, in a brusque tone. "We
don't want to be late!"
"Right!" Julian said.
The two quickly picked up their bags and stepped past the boys and walked
out of the room, leaving the boys looking at each other with raised
eyebrows.
"What's with them?" Harry asked.
"I don't know, but something's not right!" Jacob said.
"I wonder if it had to do with them sharing a bed?" Harry said.
They looked at each other a moment.
"You don't suppose...." Jacob started to say.
They looked at each other a minute yet.
"Not Boner!" Harry said.
"True!" Jacob agreed. He thought a moment then added, "But... Julian's
never mentioned any girlfriends!"
"Yeah, but Boner'd never do that!" Harry said flatly.
"I know," Jacob said. "But... maybe Julian tried?"
Harry furrowed his brow a minute, and thought.
"Well... knowing Boner like we do - would you ever think to try anything
with him?" Harry asked.
Jacob thought a moment, then grinned and started to laugh.
"No way!" he said. "I don't want my head ripped off and stuck up my
arse!"
Harry laughed then too.
"Must've been something else," he said.
"I guess," Jacob said. "I hope they get over it whatever it is quickly
though!"
"Yeah," Harry said.
"C'mon!" Jacob said. He got up and headed for the door then, and Harry
followed him.
When they got down to the street, Pete called, "We were gonna leave
without ya! What took so long?"
"Jacob needed the loo again!" Harry said, laughing.
"Did not!" Jacob cried, and he whacked Harry in the arm.
"Alright, alright, whatever! Just get in the car and let's go! I'm
starved!" Mitchell called from the driver's seat of the nearest car.
Grinning, Jacob and Harry jumped in the back seat behind him. They were
surprised to see Boner sitting next to him.
"How come you and Julian aren't riding together?" Jacob asked.
"We don't have to do everything together all the time, just because we
share hotel rooms!" Steve said, testily.
As Mitchell put the car in gear, he looked over at Steve. It was unlike
him to be cranky like that. Steve turned and looked out the side
window. As they watched him, the boys noticed that his ears had tinged
red. When Mitchell glanced in the rear view at them, they just
shrugged. Mitch glanced at Steve a moment, but Steven just continued
looking out the window, so Mitchell eased off the clutch and down on the
gas, and they pulled away, heading toward Auntie Doreen's.
* * *
Meanwhile, back at Auntie Doreen's...
As I realized the gravity of what Andy had just said about Auntie Doreen
knowing all about wrestling, my eyes grew huge as I stared at the twins,
who both looked ready to die. I even felt myself blush deeply over what,
I realized from the names of the "Wrestling Moves" Auntie Doreen had said
the boys were practicing, she must've walked in on them actually
doing.
As I stared at them incredulously, both boys' faces grew darker
purple/green, and they appeared to be trying to slide under the table.
"If you were doing what I think you were doing, where you were doing it,"
I said, "I'm gonna kill you!"
"OH MY GOD!" Andy shrieked, as the realization suddenly hit him!
Auntie Doreen chuckled and winked at the twins and said, "Oh, it's
alright laddies. I know just what it was you were doing, and it wasn't
wrestling! If that's what you want from life, it's alright!"
"And you lads leave them be!" she added, looking at me and Andy.
"Oh My God!" Andy cried again, a little softer this time, his face a
little less incredulous, but suddenly bright pink with embarrassment.
I stared at the twins for a moment, as they cowered guiltily in their
chairs across the table from me. I could see they realized how angry I
was.
"Fine!" I hissed, finally, glowering at them. "She's right it's OK if
that's what you both want. You know we've always felt that way. All
I'll say is, as I was saying about the drive-by's - there's a time and a
place for everything! Auntie Doreen's couch in the middle of her living
room is NOT the place for 'Wrestling moves!' I know you get my point.
From now on - be more careful about where you're doing things! DO YOU
UNDERSTAND?"
"Yes," they chorused, each in a deflated tone.
"good," I said, relaxing a little.
"They're just lads John! You needn't be so stern!" Auntie Doreen said,
smiling at me.
"There are certain things even lads should realize though," I said.
Before she could reply, Scott suddenly smiled slyly and piped up "I have
a question for you Auntie Doreen."
"Yes dear?" she said, turning and focusing on him.
"Do you think out in the open in a grave yard is a good place to...
'practice wrestling moves'?" he asked, looking at me, and grinning
smugly.
As I felt myself turn red from both embarrassment, and anger. I thought
poor Andy was going to sink into the floor.
Auntie Doreen looked first at Scott, who was grinning like a cat that
swallowed a canary, and nodding his head in Andy's and my direction, then
at John who looked horrified that his brother was playing such a
dangerous game with me. Then she looked at Andy and I.
"OH MY!" Auntie Doreen cried, suddenly looking incredulously at Andy.
"OH DREW - IN A CHURCH YARD? SAY YOU DIDN'T LAD! HOW COULD YOU?"
Poor Andy looked more mortified than I'd ever seen him look. In fact, he
looked so upset I thought I could see tears welling in his eyes.
Scott noticed too and realized then he'd made a huge blunder. His grin
dissipated instantly, to be replaced with a worried look. Furtively he
glanced at me.
"I didn't say it!" John squeaked and got up and moved behind Auntie
Doreen.
"OUTSIDE NOW!" I growled through bared teeth, glaring at Scott.
Scott suddenly looked scared. He leaped up and ran out the back door.
"JOHN!" Andy said sharply, looking alarmed. "It's -"
"I'll handle it! It'll be fine!" I snapped, and I quickly followed
Scott.
* * *
When I entered the garden behind Auntie Doreen's house, Scott was halfway
across it, heading for the back gate. I quickly sprinted after him.
Before he reached the gate, I'd caught up with him and grabbed him by the
arm.
"WHAT THE HELL IS THE MATTER WITH YOU?" I hollered, as I spun him around.
At first he looked terrified as he looked up at me, but after a moment,
when I didn't make a move to hit him, not that I ever had in the past,
his fearful look disappeared.
"I'm sorry! I didn't think it'd be such a big deal! I mean she saw me
fucking John on her couch for Christ's sake!" he cried, both
belligerently and defensively.
"You have fucked up repeatedly this morning!" I snapped. "First you have
sex in the livingroom, and Auntie Doreen walks in on you! Then you do a
drive-by while your brother is showering - again - in someone else's
home! And now you purposely embarrass the hell out of me and Andy, in
front of his aunt! You keep telling me you're growing up! I don't see
any evidence of that! What were you thinking???"
As I was lecturing Scott, the guys all pulled up along the side of the
road behind the back stone wall, and disgorged from their cars. As Scott
and I stood glaring at each other, they reached the gate.
"Well you think you're so fucking grown up! You did it in the grave yard
- right out in the open! At least we were doing it inside a house! How
were we supposed to know she didn't sleep in?" Scott cried more
belligerently.
"YOU WATCH YOUR MOUTH!" I said, loudly.
Before I could say anything else, the guys walked up and side-stepped
around us, looking a little uncomfortably at us.
"Um... Problem?" Boner asked, stopping just as Scott yanked his arm from
my grasp and glared angrily up at me.
"I can handle it!" I snapped.
Boner looked from me to Scott, and back.
"Well," he said. "I'm sure you can... but... maybe you wanta give it a
rest for a few and let someone fresh step in. Why don't you go get a cup
of coffee. Pour me one too please. And Scott, you and me can have a
little talk, OK man?"
Scott didn't reply, but he didn't look very happy that Boner wanted to
take over.
I shot Boner an annoyed look. He looked evenly back at me with a "you
know I'm right" look.
"Fine!" I said, tensely! "YOU Go ahead and try to knock some sense into
him!"
Scott scowled at me, as I turned and stalked back to the house, following
the others.
* * *
"What the hell's goin' on man? I never seen you and Horse have a problem
like this before!" Boner said, putting his hand on Scott's shoulder and
giving him a gentle squeeze.
Scott looked up at Steve. He didn't want to discuss what had happened
with him, anymore than he'd wanted to discuss it with me either.
"C'mon! You know I'll find out eventually anyway. What happened?" Boner
said.
"I don't want to talk about it!" Scott said, determinedly.
"Well... you're gonna have to talk to someone about it, cause John's
obviously pissed as hell at you about whatever it is!" Steve said.
* * *
Nobody spoke when I stalked into the house. Quickly I poured a couple
mugs of coffee, and threw a little cream in them, and headed for the back
door again.
"Excuse me for a minute - again," I said, and I backed against the screen
door and exited the kitchen again.
As I headed back to Scott and Boner, with mine and Boner's coffee, I
heard Scott shouting angrily, "I don't have to talk to anyone about
anything if I don't want to!" I was mildly aussaged that Steve wasn't
having any better luck than I had had.
Looking up and seeing me coming again, Scott scowled nastily, spun on his
heel, slammed the garden gate open and ran off down the road, away from
us, leaving Boner looking after him with a bewildered, and somewhat hurt
expression on his face. Myself, I felt exasperated, and a little worried
too that he might get lost.
I didn't realize it, but Andy followed me out of the house, and was right
behind me.
As we reached Steve, he looked at us and shook his head.
"Go drink your coffee - I'll take care of Scott!" he said.
We both looked at him, surprised. He just smiled at us and headed for
the gate. As we watched him, he opened the gate and turned in the
direction Scott had run, and set off down the road after him. In the
distance, I saw Scott who'd finally stopped running. He was trudging
along away from us yet, his head hanging down.
Boner looked at me and said "So... Andy's trying to help 'father them'
now too?"
"A little," I said, smiling wryly. "He's not too bad at it either -
slightly different perspective than our's at times."
"Cool!" Boner said. "Sounds like that's what's needed right about now!"
I handed Boner his mug of coffee and motioned to a bench at the side of
the garden. We walked over to it and both sat down. Neither of us said
anything, as we were both lost in our own thoughts. I was worried about
how I was going to handle Scott, who was obviously becoming rebellious
now that he was getting older. I assumed Steve was thinking the same
thing, but he wasn't. His mind had wandered back to his dilemma over
what had happened between him and Julian, and his worries about his
sexuality.
Both lost in thought, we sat in companionable silence for a while,
sipping our coffee in the warm early morning sunshine, as bugs and
butterflies buzzed and drifted around Auntie Doreen's flowers.
* * *
Andy followed Scott at a distance for a couple minutes. Finally, he
jogged up to him, then slowed down and fell into step alongside him.
After a minute of walking along silently together, Scott said, "So they
sent you to try and fix me now?"
"No," Andy said. "I'm on my way to Claren's to get our breakfast. I
don't suppose you'd walk there with me? I could use the help carrying it
all back to Auntie Doreen's."
"I can't go back there," Scott said, trudging miserably along next to
Andy, scuffing his feet on the dirt road.
Andy smiled and put his hand on Scott's far shoulder, squeezed it, and
hugged him for a moment as they walked.
Easing his hug, but leaving his hand on the boy's shoulder, Andy said,
"Yes you can Scott. Auntie Doreen understands, and isn't mad at you."
"Is she mad at you for doing it in the grave yard?" Scott asked. "By the
way, I'm sorry for telling her. I didn't think it was such a bad thing -
not compared to what me and John did."
"Well, thank you Scott for your apology!" Andy said, brightly. "And no,
Auntie Doreen isn't really upset with me or John. She's not upset at all
with you either. She likes you and your brother very much! Claims you
remind her of me a bit!"
"Really?" Scott asked, looking up at Andy, surprised. "Did you have sex
on her couch too?"
"N- ... well... um... No!," Andy said, suddenly tinging pink and
appearing flustered. "Um... let's just say... well... let's just not
talk about ME just now! Let's talk about you!"
Scott grinned, "So she caught you too huh?"
Andy blushed deeper, and smiled stupidly and said, "Let's just say that
apparently she witnessed me doing something similar with a friend when I
was growing up too, but caught herself in time before she walked in on
us!"
Scott's grin widened, and he said, "That's so cool! Who was it? Tell me
all about it!"
Andy chuckled and said, "Like I told you Scott, we need to get YOU all
sorted out now. Now isn't the time to be discussing me!"
"Oh alright!" Scott said, his smile fading.
"Right then!" Andy said. "So... what seems to be the problem? Oh, we
turn left here."
As they came to a small cross roads, Andy turned left. Scott followed
along.
"I don't know," Scott whined. "All I know is that everything I do lately
is wrong! I know we shouldn't have had sex on your aunt's couch, and I
know I shouldn't have done a drive-by on John, and I know I shouldn't
have told about you and John in the grave yard... and I know I shouldn't
have talked like I did to John and Boner. All I keep doing is fucking
up! It's not like I want to! I want everyone to think I'm grown up, and
to like me, but all I do is fuck everything up! Everyone's gonna hate
me!"
"No they won't!" Andy said. "And actually, fucking everything up is
absolutely normal for boys your age! Used to happen to me all the time!
It's hormones! They're RAGING out of control at your age, and that
causes you to want to always be doing outrageous things! That's all.
It'll stop when you get older."
Scott stopped walking, so Andy did too. He looked at Andy for a minute,
then said, "Is that true, or are you bullshitting me?"
Andy chuckled and said, "It's actually VERY true!"
"Really?" Scott said, smiling a little. "So... I'll outgrow this?"
"Yes you will!" Andy said, smiling.
"Cool!" Scott said, looking relieved. Suddenly he frowned again though
and said, "But what do I do about the messes I made just now?"
"Well... that's not too difficult to figure out really. I'm sure if you
think about it, you'll come up with the answer," Andy said. "Come along
now."
Andy started walking again, and Scott followed him. They walked along
for a minute or so in silence.
"Do you think I should apologize?" Scott asked softly, finally.
"Well... if you're not sure, I think it's the wisest thing to do.
Anyway, in your case - yes, I think an apology... or apologies, are
warranted." Andy said.
Looking sheepishly at Andy, Scott said, "I apologize for all the things I
did this morning. I know I embarrassed you in front of your aunt, and
I'm sorry."
Andy smiled and said, "Thank you Scott. Apology accepted!"
Scott smiled then too.
They walked along quietly for another hundred yards or so, until they'd
come abreast of what looked like a farm yard where there was a small
stone building near the road.
"What's this place?" Scott asked.
"This is Claren's," Andy said.
"DREW?" A woman cried from within the little stone building, before
either could say anything else. "Drew MacDoogle?"
"Aye, 'tis me Mum!" Andy said, smiling, as a tall thin woman rushed out
of the building and over to him. When she reached him, she instantaly
threw her arms around him.
The two hugged each other for a moment, then the lady began questioning
Andy, who answered all her questions. After a couple minutes, her quest
for knowledge of what Andy had been up to began to become sated, and her
gaze fell on Scott, who'd been standing patiently by Andy's side,
waiting. Andy introduced the two and explained how Scott came to be in
Scotland with him. Then he told her that they'd come for breakfast for
everyone, and they fell to the business of Auntie Doreen's order.
Shortly, Andy and Scott set off back to the house, laden with eggs,
butter, cream, and milk.
* * *
About 15 minutes later, Andy and Scott reached Auntie Doreen's house
again. Boner and I were still sitting on the bench in the garden,
talking. Scott's demeanor became very apprehensive when he saw the two
of us look up.
"Give me your things and go on," I heard Andy say softly.
Looking very nervous, Scott turned and piled his packages on top of
Andy's in Andy's arms, then turned toward us, while Andy continued on to
the house.
Boner and I watched then as Scott made his way slowly toward us with a
look of trepidation on his face.
When he stopped in front of us he gulped and looked down at his shoes.
In a barely audible voice he said, "I'm sorry I talked to you guys like I
did earlier, and I'm sorry for all the things I fuc-screwed up this
morning."
Steve and I looked at each other, and Steve smiled at me. I smiled back.
"Thank you for your apology," I said. "I understand that you didn't
purposely try to do or say anything that would upset anyone. In the
future though, you need to think before you act or speak! OK? Before
you do something, just consider whether what you're about to do or say
can cause a problem for anyone. That's all."
"I really didn't mean to get anyone mad at me," he said.
"I know you didn't Scott, and for the record, nobody's mad at you. A
little annoyed maybe, and a little embarrassed, but we all still love
you!" I said.
Behind the hair that was hanging over his face, I was pretty sure I saw
Scott's face relax a little.
"And when we try to talk to you about something you've done that might
not have been the best thing to do, we're only trying to help you, so you
understand, and don't do it again," Boner added.
"I know," Scott said.
"OK then," I said, standing up. "I expect breakfast is cooking by now.
How about we go see what's happening inside."
"Guess I need to apologize to Auntie Doreen too," Scott said.
"Probably a good idea," I said, as Boner got up too.
Scott looked up at me then, searchingly.
"I'm sorry for being such a pain in your ass," he said.
I grinned and reached out and pulled him into a hug, squeezing him
firmly. Immediately I felt his arms encircling me, as relieved that I
obviously wasn't upset with him anymore, he squeezed me in return.
"It's OK, I know it's all part of growing up," I said. "Just remember,
I'm on your side! I just wanta see you grow up happy and respectable, so
give me a break!"
Scott squeezed me harder and murmured "I will!"
I kissed him on top of the head, then let go of him. He released me as
well, then turned to Boner and looked uncertainly at him a moment. Steve
smiled slightly and winked at him. Impulsively Scott smiled and threw
his arms around Steve and hugged him too. Boner looked a little
surprised, but a wide grin spread across his face as he hugged Scott
back.
"Alright, enough mushy stuff, let's go eat!" Steve said, chuckling and
pushing Scott off him a minute later.
Smiling, the three of us headed into the house.
* * *
"Ah!" Auntie Doreen said, as we walked in the door. "There you lads
are! And you're all smiles! Brilliant!"
She smiled broadly.
Shyly Scott walked over to her. He tinged pink as everyone quieted down
and watched him.
"Um... I'm sorry about the um ... 'wrestling', and ... well... about
everything," he said extremely softly, looking down at his feet.
"Well thank you Laddie. It's quite alright!" Auntie Doreen said, and she
patted his cheek. Then, so as not to prolong his embarrassment, she
quickly changed the subject. "Now! How does everyone like their eggs
cooked?"
There was a chorus of various styles of eggs for a moment and poor Auntie
Doreen suddenly looked a little daunted.
"We ALL like scrambled eggs Auntie Doreen!" I said.
A couple of the guys glanced strangely at me, but suddenly caught on.
"Yeah!" "Scrambled's great!" I love Scrambled!" and various other such
comments were called out from everyone.
Auntie Doreen smiled and said, "Now really Lads, I can cook all types of
eggs!"
There was another chorus of various "scrambled is fine!" and other such
comments, so chuckling Auntie Doreen reached for a larger bowl.
"Well, fine! That's what you'll get then, she said, smiling, as she
began cracking eggs into the bowl.
"Hey!" I said to Andy, sidling up to him. "Thanks for whatever you did
with Scott!"
Andy smiled and said, "Oh John! I didn't do anything! We just talked on
our way to Claren's!"
"That's right!" I exclaimed. "You and I were supposed to go to Claren's
together!"
Then in a lower tone I added, "You still owe me the story of you and
Gavin McClure!"
Andy grinned and said, "There's plenty of time for that later!"
* * *
Auntie Doreen cooked up a huge batch of scrambled eggs, to go with the
platefuls of bacon and sausages she'd fried earlier, and the sheets of
scones that were baking in the oven.
Shortly we were all sitting and/or standing around her tiny kitchen,
eagerly devouring the delicious meal she'd cooked, as she looked on
nervously apologizing for not having enough seats for us all.
"Don't worry about it Auntie Doreen, we're used to sitting on the floor
and eating. We do it all the time a home in the living room!" John said,
between bites. He and Scott, and Jacob & Harry were all sitting on the
linoleum floor in the corner, balancing their plates on their knees.
None of them seemed even to notice where they were sitting as they
shoveled their food in.
Andy, Boner and I were standing at the counter with Auntie Doreen, and
the others were all gathered around her small kitchen table.
Everyone grunted or motioned to Auntie Doreen in agreement with John, and
continued eating away. Seeing how we were all enjoying her food, and
that nobody really seemed to care about her seating accommodations, she
finally allowed herself a smile and served up some eggs for herself.
About 10 minutes later, we all began finishing up our second, and in some
cases, third helpings of scones with jam.
"So..." Jacob started to say in a thick voice. He paused to swallow,
then continued, "Are we going to that aquarium before we leave for Loch
Ness?"
"Yeah!" both twins cried enthusiastically.
"We're still going aren't we?" John added, smiling hopefully.
"Well..." I said, looking at my watch and frowning. It was already a
little later than I'd thought it would be by the time we finished
breakfast. "I don't know. We wanted to stop at the highland folk museum
and the Dewer's dystillery along the way. And Andy and I never got to
shower yet."
"Well I sure hope you do before we leave!" Boner said, squeezing his nose
and backing away from us, but grinning behind his hand.
"Asshole!" I said lowly.
The guys all laughed, and Auntie Doreen laughed right along with them.
As the laughter died down, John said, sounding disappointed, but still
hopeful, "But we wanted to see the aquarium too!"
As I looked at the boys, contemplating what we should do, Auntie Doreen
said, "Well John... how would it be if you and Drew stayed here and got
yourselves cleaned up a bit, and I went with the lads to the aquarium.
That way they wouldn't get lost. And, I rather like seeing the fish as
well!"
Before I could reply, Andy quickly smiled and said, "I think that's a
brilliant idea! Thank you Auntie!"
I looked at Andy curiously. In my lower peripheral vision I suddenly
noticed that his crotch was bulging a bit more than normal. Grinning, as
I felt my own penis starting to grow, I said, "I suppose that'd work.
Just as long as you don't mind Auntie Doreen."
"Not at all! I'd love to go for the outing!" she replied, smiling
brightly.
"Then it's settled!" Scott said loudly.
As everyone looked in his direction, his smile faded, and he blushed.
When he noticed I'd looked at him too, he suddenly looked nervous.
"Sorry," he said, softly, looking as if he was cringing a little.
He relaxed when I smiled, and a couple of the others chuckled.
"Yes, Scott," I said. "I guess it is settled! But... first we all help
pick up and get these dishes done! No way is Auntie Doreen being left
with a mess!"
"NO JOHN!" Auntie Doreen cried, alarmed. "I'll do the dishes later! We
don't want you to be late leaving!"
"We won't be," I said. "Legs! Turkey! How 'bout you get up and give me
and Bone here a hand. Andy, you get yourself and your Auntie some more
tea and sit down with her and the others to visit a little yet. Boys,
please help pick up."
"But-" Auntie Doreen started to say, but suddenly everyone burst into
action, and she found herself being propelled to a suddenly empty chair,
and a tea cup was being place in front of her. It was full of tea.
"Please-" Auntie Doreen tried to protest again, but Scott stepped in
front of her.
"Give it up Auntie Doreen!" he said. "John's in charge!"
I had my back to them, and was filling the sink with hot water and soap.
I smiled though when I heard Scott say that.
Then, as Andy kept Auntie Doreen busy visiting a few minutes, the rest of
us quickly tidied up and did all the dishes. In no time, everything was
ship shape.
"Well thank you so much Laddies," Auntie Doreen cried, as she stood up,
and surveyed the pile of gleaming dishes we'd left in the drainer to dry.
"We'll wipe them and put them away later," I said.
"I should think not!" Auntie Doreen cried. "You'll not make a complete
disarray of my china cupboards! That I'll do myself!"
"You'll make a disarray of them yourself?" Harry asked grinning at her.
She snorted softly and smiled and said, "Exactly!"
Everyone chuckled.
"So... you should get going to the aquarium then," Andy said when
everyone calmed down for a minute. "It should've opened a half hour
ago. Maybe if you hurry, you'll miss the crowd."
He blushed as a couple of the guys looked at him. I saw Craig grin
though when his eyes saw the tent in Andy's crotch bulge larger for a
couple of seconds, then relax.
"Excellent idea boys!" Craig said, loudly, smiling at us.
I smiled back.
"Well, then let's be away!" Auntie Doreen said. "They have one there,
but does anyone need the loo first?"
Nobody needed a pit stop, so Auntie Doreen went and got her pocketbook,
then they all filed out the back door into the garden.
"We should be about a couple of hours I expect!" Auntie Doreen said, to
us.
"Lots of time for 'wrestling practice'!" Scott chortled in and undertone
as he walked by me and Andy.
"Ahem!" I said, loudly. Snickering, he scampered quickly ahead, as John
walked past us smiling and shaking his head.
"Now don't mess up that pretty pink sweater of your's Whiz!" Jeremy said,
grinning as he and Craig, who were the last to leave, filed by.
Craig snickered and said, "Yeah, you might want to take it off first!"
"Arseholes!" Andy grumbled, as I pretended to lunge at them. "John gave
me this sweater!"
"Hey!" Craig called back. "I like it! It's so ... 'you'! And I was
serious about not wanting it to get ruined! I might want to borrow it
someday!"
I chuckled as they trotted off to catch up with everyone.
* * *
"That wasn't nice - making fun of the nice sweater you gave me!" Andy
muttered to himself, more than to me, as I turned back to him.
I chuckled and said, "I think it's just the color. Guys don't generally
wear pink!"
"But - " Andy spluttered. "But - it's so pale! It's barely pink at
all! Besides, why did you get it for me if you didn't like it?"
"Oh they're just teasing you," I said. "And I got it for you because you
liked it, and I thought it would look nice on you! Besides, it really
doesn't matter right now, because you're gonna be taking it off in a few
minutes anyway!"
"Oh really?" Andy asked, grinning. "Why wait a few minutes?"
"Well... you'll only be taking if off if you tell me all about you and
Gavin McClure first!" I said, grinning fiendishly.
"What?" Andy cried. "You're going to withhold sex from me unless I tell
you about Gavin and me?"
"Yup!" I said, grinning devilishly yet.
Andy looked at me incredulously for a minute. Then, a grin spread across
his face.
My eyes flew open and I gasped some of the air out of my lungs, as he
suddenly stepped up to me, and slammed the palm of his roughly against my
crotch, then closed his fingers and gave my semi-erect dick and balls a
squeeze.
"Fine!" he said, smiling sweetly at me.
I felt his grip loosen then, and he readjusted his fingers so they were
wrapped just around my dick. Gently he began kneading my cock, which
quickly stiffening began the rest of the way.
"See how you like having to wait a bit!" he said, smiling evily at me
himself now.
"You're kidding! Right?" I said, smiling incredulously at him. "You're
gonna give up having sex with me, just to hold out on telling me about
you and Gavin?"
"Yup!" he said, smiling, and looking determinedly at me.
I knew Andy liked to tease, but when it appeared he was going to follow
through with his threat, I began to wonder. I never knew him to be able
to resist sex!
"Christ Andy! Was there more to your relationship than I thought?" I
asked, suddenly wondering if he really didn't want to tell me about it.
"NO!" he cried, smiling and chuckling. "Of course not! There really
isn't that much to tell. I'm just getting back at you for holding out on
me!"
"Oh!" I said, chuckling, and smiling again.
"You really want to hear about it that much then?" Andy asked, looking at
me.
"Well..." I said. "I won't force you to tell me about it if you really
don't want to, but... yeah I do want to hear about it."
Andy smiled and said, "OK then. But... I have an idea. Will you come on
a walk with me?"
I looked at Andy quizzically.
"Is there time?" I asked.
"Oh yes!" he said. "They'll be gone quite a while actually."
"OK then," I said, not exactly liking the idea they'd possibly be getting
back later than they'd thought, as I wanted to get on the road.
"Come on then," Andy said, smiling and reaching for my hand.
Smiling, I stretched my arm out and stuck my hand in his. He tugged on
it, as he headed out the door.
* * *
"Um... maybe we should hold off on the hand-holding just now," he said,
suddenly, as we stepped into the garden, and he noticed an older woman
next door looking curiously at us.
Smiling, I dropped his hand, and he reached behind him and drew the door
shut.
"Hello Mrs. McDrummond!" Andy called brightly.
"Why Drew!" the lady called back. "How nice 'tis to see you're visiting
your Auntie again!"
"It's nice to be here!" Andy called back. "This is my friend John. He's
from America."
"Pleasure to meet you!" the lady called.
"Likewise!" I replied, smiling.
"We're going for a little walk to see the view!" Andy called.
"You enjoy yourselves then," Mrs. McDrummond replied.
"Thank you," we replied together.
Mrs. McDrummond waved cherrily and went back to watering her flowers, as
Andy and I walked toward the back gate.
* * *
"Remember, we only have a couple hours before they get back, and we need
to shower too!" I said as we exited Auntie Doreen's garden and turned
right, down the gravel road behind her house, heading in the direction of
a nearby grassy hill.
"Oh, we have plenty of time! Besides! I thought you wanted to hear all
about Gavin!" he said, smiling, as the bright sunlight glinted off his
blond hair, which was being riffled slightly by the breeze that was
blowing in off the ocean.
"I do!" I cried.
Andy grinned, then looked about us, and seeing nobody else around, held
his hand out to me again.
"Well, come with me then, and I'll tell you all about him!" he said.
I smiled and took his hand in mine. As our eyes met, we both grinned
more broadly. I felt my dick suddenly start swelling, as I looked into
Andy's eyes. Suddenly, not caring if anyone saw us or not, I stopped
walking an pulled Andy up to me, and wrapped my free arm around him.
Then I pulled him into a hug, leaned in, and planted a kiss on his lips.
My cock flexed as Andy's pelvis ground up against me, and I felt his
erection press into me. Andy wrapped his arms quickly around me and
responded hungrily to my kiss. We stood then for a minute or so, wrapped
in each other's arms, kissing each other, gently grinding our hardons
agains one another, as the sun shone down on us, and the breeze washed
around us.
"Damn!" I gasped and grinned, as we finally broke and came up for air.
"Bugger that was nice!" Andy said grinning. I noticed though that he was
scanning the area around us, probably to see if anyone was about, who
might've noticed us. There wasn't.
"Yeah! Um... you sure you really wanta take this walk?" I said, still
grinning. "I mean, we could go back and share a shower!"
"No!" Andy said, smiling secretively. "I'm sure I want to take you where
we're going, and I'm sure you'll be glad I did."
I looked curiously at him. He just grinned and said, "Come along I have
something I want to show you!"
I furrowed my brow and looked at him curiously, but he just smiled and
grabbed my hand and began tugging on it, trying to get me walking again
in the direction we'd been going in earlier.
Smiling defeatedly back at him, I began walking again, as my penis
started to deflate. Instantly Andy started walking again too.
The two of us walked silently together down the road a little ways then,
each enjoying the scenery, the nice weather, and being with each other.
"Turn here," Andy said, a couple minutes later, pointing to a pair of
dirt tracks, which had apparently been made by a tractor or wagon, that
lead off into a field of hay, that was peppered with heather and
thistles, that sloped steadily upward in the direction of the hill. Some
distance up the hill, I noticed there was a small stone shack.
"What is this place?" I asked.
"This field belongs to Gavin's family. We used to come here to play all
the time, whenever I was visiting Auntie Doreen," Andy said, smiling.
"Oh!" I said, smiling. "So... there's lot's of good memories here for
you eh?"
"Oh yes!" Andy said, smiling, and gazing fondly up the hill toward the
stone shack.
Suddenly I realized why this particular field was so special to Andy, and
I couldn't stop myself from bursting out, "Oh my God! This is where you
and Gavin had sex isn't it?"
Andy's grin broadened, and his eyes twinkled as he looked at me and
giggled, "Aren't you glad we came now, so you can see where we spent most
of our time?"
I grinned back at him.
Laughing then, Andy broke into a run, ripping his hand from mine.
"Come on!" he called.
I started running then, after him.
* * *
A couple minutes later, we reached the stone shack. It looked more
derelict than it had in the distance. The roof was made of slate, but
looked as if it needed some repairs, and there were no door or windows -
just openings where they should have been.
"What was this place used for?" I asked.
"Years ago it was a sheepherder's hut," Andy said. "It hasn't been used
in a long time. It was like this even when Gavin and I used to come
here."
"So... you and Gavin did the dirty deed in this shack then?" I asked,
trying to peer curiously through the doorway.
Andy blushed slightly, but smiling, he nodded.
"Well, let's check it out then!" I said, smiling, and I stepped inside
the door.
I moved into the middle of the small building, and stood looking around,
as Andy followed me inside.
It was a single room, with a stone fireplace in the middle of the back
wall. The floor was dirt. The room was empty, except for an old wooden
platform that was sitting in the back left corner of the shack. It was
in the shape of a twin bed, only it was a little longer and wider.
"What's that?" I asked pointing at it, pretty sure of what Andy's answer
would be.
Andy grinned and blushed and said, "Can't you tell? It's where the
sheepherder would put his sleeping bag, so it wasn't on the cold ground."
"So... you and Gavin...???" I asked, looking quizzically at him.
Andy's grin widened and he blushed a little deeper. I notice that his
crotch was sticking out prominently as well, and felt my dick begin
swelling in reaction to it.
"This is where we spent most of our time together," Andy said, looking
around the room nostalgically. "Although sometimes, during colder
months, we didn't come here."
"You mean you were celebate in cold weather?" I asked, finding that hard
to believe.
"No!" Andy said. "Of course not. There were times we were together at
Gavin's house, and even at Auntie Doreen's too! But... this was our
favorite spot, because we knew we'd always be alone, and we didn't have
to worry about being heard!"
"So you two got loud during sex?" I asked, smirking.
"No louder than you and I do," Andy retorted, adopting a slightly hurt
expression.
As I chuckled, he smiled again.
"So... how long's it been since you and Gavin... you know?" I asked,
curious.
"I don't know," Andy said. "A long time actually... at least a couple
years I believe."
"Um... just how close were you two anyway?" I asked, not sure I really
wanted to hear his answer.
Andy grinned and said, "There's no reason for you to get worried John.
We were friends. Good friends actually. But just friends!"
I smiled and said, "OK. Well, tell me about him. How you two found out
about each other, and what you did."
Andy suddenly looked a little nervous. He hesitated, then finally said,
"Well, I will, but I thought I could tell you about him later.... um...
well... I was wondering if maybe right now... you would have sex with
me?"
I smiled, and my dick flexed.
"You want to have sex with me? Now? Right here, where you and Gavin did
it all the time?" I asked, smiling.
Andy smiled nervously and nodded, "If you don't think that's too
perverse!"
I grinned and said, "I'll have sex with you anytime, anywhere you want to
babe! And if you wanta do it here, and your memories of you and Gavin
make it even better for you, that's OK! In fact that's great!"
Andy's grin widened, and I saw the pointy bulge in his crotch suddenly
expand, so that it was sticking out a couple inches in front of him.
After a moment it retracted slightly, as his penis relaxed again.
"So... you're sure nobody'll be coming out here?" I asked.
"Nobody ever used to," Andy said.
"Cool!" I said, grinning.
I began taking off my shirt then. Still smiling, Andy too began to
strip.
Within a minute, both of use were completely naked. And naturally, each
of us was sporting serious wood! As Andy bent over to spread our clothes
out on the wooden platform, to make it softer when we laid down, his
buttocks flattened and spread a little, and I caught a glimpse of his boy
cunt. My dick flexed of course, and it was all I could do to not just
step over to him and shove my cock up his hole and start pounding on him
right then and
there!
"Um... don't suppose you brought any lube," I said, suddenly realizing I
didn't have any, and that we'd neve fucked without it before. I hoped
Andy had thought to bring some, as I really needed to put my dick in him.
Andy looked crestfallen. He apparently hadn't given it a thought either.
I was just about to suggest we '69' and suck each other off, when his
expression changed to a thoughtful one, as he looked in the direction of
the fireplace. Quickly he stepped over to it and looked around at the
far side of it.
"Yes!" he cried. "I can't believe it's still here."
He pulled what looked like a jar of vaseline from a little nook in the
side of the fireplace, that I hadn't seen.
"Gavin's favorite lube!" he said grinning.
"What is it?" I asked, feeling leery about using something that
apparently was rather old.
Andy chuckled, as he opened the jar and peered inside it, and said, "some
kind of balm to use on sheep when they're injured."
I looked even more dubiously at him as he took a big sniff of it.
"And there's enough here, and it's still good too!" he cried
triumphantly.
"You want me to put that on my dick?" I asked, looking into the jar at
the odd yellow gooey substance.
"Well, after you put it on your dick, you'll be putting your dick up my
arse," Andy said. "And if I don't mind having it smeared inside me, you
shouldn't mind it on your willy! Besides, it doesn't sting or anything.
We used to use it all the time! It worked quite well!"
"So... you let Gavin fuck you then?" I asked.
"Yes John!" Andy said, giving me an exasperated look. "Now may I smear
some on you so we can fuck? Or should we forget it and get dressed and
go back to Auntie Doreen's?"
"As long as you don't mind using it, I guess I don't either!" I said,
smiling, but still feeling slightly dubious.
"Excellent!" Andy said, smiling. He reached inside the jar with a couple
of fingers and scooped a glob of the sheep balm out, then set the jar
down. Next, he reached for my penis, which was still hard, and began
slathering the glop all over it. I was surprised to find it actually
wasn't disgusting, although there was a peculiar scent in the air
suddenly. As Andy ran his hand up and down my rod, thoroughly coating
me, I noticed that it was indeed rather slippery.
Once Andy had lubed me up good, he reached behind himself and rubbed the
excess balm from his hands, between his buttocks, then stepped over to
the wooden platform, where he laid down on our clothes, being careful to
leave his ass hanging off them so they wouldn't get soiled by the sheep
balm, or anything else.
"Come fuck me now!" Andy said smiling, and pulling his legs up to expose
the greasy insides of his buttocks, and his rosebud.
Grinning, I walked over and knelt next to him and reached for his ass.
"OHhh!!!" he purred, as I began rubbing my finger up and down the deepest
part of his crack, back and forth over his firm pucker.
I ran my finger back and forth a few times over Andy's anus, then, gently
began pressing on it with one finger. Andy grinned and breathed in
sharply as my finger slid through his sphincter.
"MMmmmmm..." he moaned happily, as I began finger-fucking him.
Smiling, I worked my index finger in and out of Andy's asshole for about
a half minute. Then, as I pressed back down, I pushed a second finger
through his sphincter, causing him to let out a gasp. After that, as my
two fingers slid in and out of him, his moans were a little louder.
After a minute, Andy said, "Come on already John! Give me your dick!"
Grinning, I pulled my fingers from Andy's rectum, and got into position
behind him. I leaned forward and pressed the head of my rock-hard cock
against his anus, then pushed forward gently. At first I met some
resistence, but suddenly, I felt Andy's muscle relax, and my rod slid
right through his anal ring.
"Ohhhhh!!!!" he gasped.
"Mmmmmm...." he moaned, as I slowly pushed all the way into him.
I held my position for a moment, letting Andy get used to having me
inside him, then slowly I began fucking him. As I did, he began moaning
softly.
As I fucked Andy, he closed his eyes, and I saw his nostrils flare, and
he breathed in deeply. I knew he was trying to relive the memories of
his youth through the sounds and scents around us. As I fucked him, I
felt his penis flex several times against my belly, indicating that he
was indeed highly aroused. I was happy he was getting to relive some of
his boyhood activities, even if only partly so.
Andy smiled faintly, with his eyes closed yet, as I fucked him. Seeing
his happiness and arousal caused my own feelings of arousal to increase.
I stopped thinking about the fact that if it had been a couple of years
earlier, it would have been Gavin McClure who was fucking Andy just then,
instead of me. I began fucking Andy harder and faster!
Andy's moans became louder, and I felt his hips moving up and down a
little under me. I had to fight to keep my orgasm from starting to build
up. I didn't want to cum before Andy did.
Soon, I could tell that Andy's climax was approaching though. His eyes
opened, and I saw the familiar desperation in them. My own orgasm began
to build then too.
As we stared into each other's eyes, I began fucking him faster and
harder still. His moans turned into desperate whimpers, as he fought to
hold off his orgasm as long as possible. Mine own climax was about to
break as well.
"Ooooohhhhh!!!!" Andy groaned suddenly, and I felt his sphincter
clenching my penis. Semen blew out the end of his dick, and splattered
between the two of us.
"AAwwwww!!!" I cried, as my own orgasm started, and I sent a flood of cum
spurting deep inside Andy's rectum.
"Ooohhmmmm!!!" Andy moaned, twisting with a sudden jerk, as more jism
exploded from him
"MMmmmmmmmm!!!" I moaned blasting still more cum deep within him.
The two of us continued writhing together, spasming with pleasure for the
next several seconds, as I continued fucking him.
Eventually, my orgasm slowed, and petered out. Andy's did too. I
finally relaxed, and sprawled on top of Andy, smearing his cum between
us, as he lowered his legs part way.
"Bugger!" he gasped.
"I'll second that!" I gasped back.
We both grinned at each other, basking in our combined, absolutely
fantastic, post coital warmth.
After a minute I said, "So were you thinking about Gavin when I fucked
you?"
Andy's smile disappeared.
"It's OK to admit it," I said. "Christ! Even I was thinking about Gavin
as I fucked you.
"Really?" Andy asked, looking surprised. I felt his anus squeeze my
dick.
"Sure!" I said. "I know you were thinking about him. It's OK.. It's
only natural, since we're right here where you guys used to do it!"
"Thank you John!" Andy said, smiling. "It was a brilliant fuck we just
had!"
"Yeah!" I said, grinning.
After a couple minutes, Andy said, "Normally, I wouldn't ask this, but do
you think you could get off me please? This hard platform is still as
uncomfortable as it used to be."
Chuckling, I said, "No problem."
I pushed myself up and pulled my hips up, pulling my nearly once again
soft penis out of Andy's hole. Then, I got up.
"Don't suppose there's anything to clean ourselves off with?" I said.
"Try the little shelf where I got the sheep balm from, "Andy said, as he
started to get up.
I walked over to the fireplace and checked the side of it where Andy had
gotten the jar of balm from. Sure enough, there was a little nook built
into the stones, and shoved in the back was an old rag. Not the nicest
thing to clean up with, but it would do. I pulled it out and wiped
Andy's sperm from my belly, then wrapped it around my dick, and wiped it
clean. When I was finished, I folded it so that Andy could still use it
too. Grinning, he took the rag and wiped his belly, then squatted
slightly and wiped his ass a couple times, before tossing the rag into
the fireplace.
"If we ever come up here again, we better bring some paper towels," I
said, smiling.
Andy grinned and picked up his clothes and started dressing. I followed
suit, and a minute later, we were both fully clothed again.
Andy looked around the shack a moment, with a nostalgic look in his eyes,
and a small smile on his lips.
"I've had a lot of fun in this place!" he said, smiling at me. "I'm glad
some of that fun was with you!"
I grinned and said, "I'm glad I got to experience being here with you
too!"
Smiling, Andy stepped through the doorway, out into the sunshine. I
followed him.
* * *
We both stopped and looked out over the view for a few seconds.
"Damn, it's a nice view from up here!" I said, gazing at the vista before
us.
"Yes it is!" Andy said. "You should take some photos!"
"Definitely!" I said, pulling my digital camera from my pocket.
Quickly I snapped a few pictures in each direction. Then I set the timer
and jumped into a couple of pictures with Andy. When we'd taken all the
pictures we wanted, I looked at my watch. We still had an hour and a
quarter at least, before the others were due back from the aquarium.
"Hey, how 'bout you tell me about you and Gavin," I said. "We've got
plenty of time yet."
Andy grinned and said, "OK, but there really isn't that much to tell.
But, come sit here, and I will."
Andy lead me to a large rock and sat down, patting the spot next to him.
I sat down next to him and wrapped my arm around him. Smiling he looked
at me. I grinned and leaned in and our lips met. We shared a long kiss
together.
When we parted, Andy said, "Dammit! I'm getting hard again!"
I chuckled and said, "Me too! But let's try to ignore it for now. Tell
me about Gavin. Then, we can go back to Auntie Doreen's and have a
little fun in the shower yet!"
Andy grinned and said, "Brilliant idea!"
"OK then!" I said, smiling.
"Well..." Andy began, gazing down the hill toward Auntie Doreen's house.
"Do you see that house right there? The one two to the right of Auntie
Doreen's, but a little back from the road?"
"Yeah," I said.
"Well, that's Gavin's house," Andy said. "He's lived there all his life,
and I've known him most of mine. We've known each other for all the
years that I've come to St. Andrews to visit Auntie Doreen. We met when
we were wee little boys, who liked to play in the dirt together. And
we've been friends ever since. We always played well together, and
enjoyed each other's company."
"As I said earlier," Andy said. "Gavin's family owns this field, and all
of them actually from here to their house. They raise sheep, for both
wool, and eating. Once we were old enough, 9 or 10 I'd say, his parents
would let us bring part of the flock of sheep up here and tend to them.
We even spent some nights together in this little house, while the sheep
slept in the field here. And it was just one such night when we shared
our very first sexual experience with each other."
"Shit! No wonder you were so taken with 'Brokeback Mountain'," I said.
Andy smiled, and continued, "Well, it wasn't exactly like that in the
beginning. The first few times, we didn't really know what to do. We
were only 10 I think. And really we were more curious about our bodies
than anything else. We'd started out talking about how we were getting
taller. Gavin said his willy was getting longer too. I suppose I agreed
that mine was too. We'd never really seen each other naked before,
although we'd peed together outside, but we hadn't really looked at each
other carefully. Anyway, this one evening we were talking and one thing
lead to another, and we ended up dropping our trousers in order to
inspect each other. I remember his penis was soft. I believe I had a
semi-erection though, due to the excitement of seeing a penis other than
mine or my brother's."
"You and Ian never did anything did you?" I interrupted, as the thought
occurred to me.
"No! Ian never would have. Even then, I avoided him anyway," Andy said.
"Mmm," I said.
"Well, Gavin and I stood with our trousers down, facing each other, right
in the middle of the room in there. First he squatted down and looked at
my genitals. Then, I did the same. As I looked at his, I noticed that
his penis was twitching and getting bigger. I felt my own beginning to
get bigger too. Shortly we each had hardons. I stood up and we smiled
at each other. He got a little bolder then, and I felt his hand wrapping
around my dick. I quickly reached for his and did the same thing. We
stood there then, just holding each other's dicks, smiling at each
other. We didn't have a clue what else to do about it. I do remember
though that I felt his get harder, then relax every so often, and mine
did too in his hand."
"That's cute!" I said. "So you didn't do anything else?"
"No we didn't. Not that night," Andy said.
I smiled and he smiled back at me.
"After that, each time we came up here, Gavin asked me if we could do
that again. Of course I agreed," Andy said. "I don't recall now how
long it was before we began doing other things, but I don't think it was
too long really. Eventually we began wanking each other, and then, he
suggested that we try sucking on each other. He explained to me how he'd
witnessed to boys, who were a little older than us, doing it, and they
seemed to like it! So... we tried it too! And blimey if it wasn't
bloody brilliant!"
I grinned, as Andy chuckled at the memory.
"We hadn't even started growing hair or cumming, and we'd already learned
about blow jobs!" he said, grinning at me.
I grinned back.
"Naturally, once we discovered it, we never stopped. Everytime we got
together, we found somewhere to go and get naked and suck on one
another. We also figured out how to '69' on our own!" Andy said.
"Sounds like a fun childhood," I said.
"Oh it was!" Andy said. "And it got better as we became older! When
winter came, I didn't see Gavin for several months. By the time we got
together again, it was the middle of the following summer. We were both
a year older, and when we first dropped our trousers that year, we both
discovered we'd grown hair. We'd also both begun cumming!"
"Cool!" I said. "What'd you do when you were sucking on each other and
had your orgasms?"
Andy smiled and said, "Well, I already knew I liked the flavor of my own
jism, so I was curious to try Gavin's. I asked him if he'd ever tried
his own cum, and he admitted he had, but wasn't sure if he liked it or
not. We finally agreed to try sucking each other right through our
orgasms, and try to swallow our cum, which we did, and it worked! He
took mine and I took his. There was never a problem about it!"
"Way cool!" I said, grinning.
Andy grinned too. "Well... we'd both learned a lot more about sex too
over the months we were apart, and Gavin asked me if I wanted to try
fucking. I agreed, so we did. It was awkward at first, but luckily in
the end, it worked out that I really enjoyed having his dick inside me,
but he couldn't stand the pain, when I put mine in him. From then on,
most of our sexual encounters ended up with us sucking on each other for
a little bit first, then he'd fuck me. And we did this from then on
right up until the last time we saw each other. And that's the story of
me and Gavin."
"Wow!" I said. "So you guys were happy with how it was then? I mean -
you never wanted to fuck him too?"
"We were very happy," Andy said. "Like I said though, it was only
friendship. We were really just friends and fuck buddies. And you know
I much prefer when you fuck me, although I don't mind fucking you at all,
and I know you like it that way at times. Gavin never did though, and I
never cared, so it worked out nicely."
"Hmm," I said. "That's good then, I guess. What ever happened to
Gavin? How come you never see him anymore?"
"We stopped coming up for visits, and Gavin has gone into the military
now, otherwise, we would've seen him during this visit," Andy said.
Suddenly I had a strange thought.
"If he had been here, would you have wanted to 'be with him'?" I asked.
"No John!" he answered right away. "Not unless you wanted to be with him
once, and we made it a threesome. I know at times we get together with
Evan, or Jacob & Harry, but truly, you're the only man I want! I expect
Gavin would've wanted to be with me, or even try a threesome though, and
if you'd wanted to, I would've agreed."
"I see," I said, smiling. "I think I'd have preferred not to."
"Then it wouldn't have occurred," Andy said, smiling.
"I love you man!" I said, grinning.
"I love you too John!" he said, smiling back at me.
We shared another long kiss then.
"I think we should be getting back now," He said, after we parted and sat
for a moment, gazing contentedly out over the fields.
"Yeah," I said.
We got up then, and headed back down the hill.
* * *
By the time we got back to Auntie Doreen's, we were both horny again!
"We've got at least 45 minutes until they get back!" Andy said. "How
about that shower?"
"Got anymore of that sheep dip?" I asked grinning.
"JOHN!" Andy cried indignantly. "To begin with, it's 'Shepherd's Balm'!
And furthermore, that is only for use up at the sheepherder's house!
Gavin and I never used it anywhere else!"
"OH!" I said, solemnly. "I didn't realize!"
Andy started to laugh then, so did I.
"So, is that really a jar of it from when you two were last up there?" I
asked, wondering just how old it was.
"I don't know," Andy said. "We went through so many jars of it, I can't
remember what the last one looked like. Although I know it looked
familiar."
"So your hole got a real work out up there eh?" I asked, grinning
fiendishly.
"Oh you're evil John Wilder!" Andy declared, lowering his eyes and
glowering at me.
I burst out laughing again.
"Arsehole!" Andy muttered, but he couldn't help smiling as he stripped
his jeans and boxers off.
"OK, here's a question for you," I said. "You think Gavin's brought
anyone else up there since you two last used the place?"
Andy's smile faded and a thoughtful look crossed his face.
"I don't know," he said after a couple of seconds. "It would be rather
strange if he did."
"Well," I said, pulling my boxers off over my feet. "You just brought me
up there!"
"Hmm... so I did," Andy said.
He stood for a moment, absentmindedly massaging his cock as he thought.
"Actually, I hope he does have a boyfriend. He's a good bloke and he
deserves one!" Andy said, smiling finally. "Of course he'll never find
as good a one as I did!"
I was a little surprised when he said that, and blushed slightly.
"He'll never find one as good as you either!" I said, smiling.
It was Andy's turn to blush slightly and smile happily.
"C'mon Babe!" I murmured, pressing my body up against his. "Let's get in
the shower and get busy!"
Andy grinned and reached quickly into his bag, withdrawing a tube of
lubricant. I grinned, as he stepped into the shower, and quickly
followed him.
Once the water was running and adjusted to the warmth we liked, we took
turns quickly washing each other, spending a good amount of time on each
other's manhood of course. After a while though, Andy turned to face the
wall and asked me to make love to him. He didn't have to ask twice. My
cock was throbbing with desire!
Quickly I lubed my dick, then reached between his buttocks and massaged
some lube into his hole. Gently I inserted a finger into his rectum,
causing a low moan to emanate from his throat. As I finger-fucked him,
he pushed his ass back at me and leaned lower, right up against the wall,
while at the same time spreading his feet as far apart as the tub
permitted.
"Mmmm..." he moaned as I slid my middle finger through his sphincter and
began double-finger-fucking him.
After a minute, I withdrew my fingers from Andy's ass. My dick was
dripping pre-cum I was so aroused. Quickly I stepped into position
behind Andy, and directed the tip of my penis up against his anus.
"AAwwww!!!" Andy groaned, as a moment later I pushed and my cock slid
into him.
As Andy moaned passionately, I slowly and gently pushed my entire rod up
inside him. When I was fully in him, I wrapped my arms around Andy and
hugged him.
"Fuck me John!" he groaned, as he reached for his penis and began
masturbating.
Slowly I began sliding my 9+ inches of manhood in and out of Andy's
bowels, pulling almost all the way out, then slowly plunging all the way
back into him. With each of my inward strokes, Andy moaned passionately.
After a minute or so, I began to speed up. Andy's hand, which was
sliding up and down his own cock, matched my pace. He began to moan
almost continually with pleasure.
All too soon, I felt my orgasm building. I couldn't hold back though.
All I could do was hope Andy was getting close too. His anus squeezed my
dick every so often and his nostrils were flaring, as he leaned his face,
with his eyes closed, against the shower wall.
I tried my best to hold off as long as possible, but suddenly the
pressure was too much, and I exploded with joy, groaning loudly, as I
flooded Andy's bowels with my sematic enema.
"OOOoohhhhh!!!" Andy cried in a high-pitched gasp. I felt his sphincter
contract vilently, and saw a rope of cum shoot out of his dick and paint
the shower wall.
"Awwwwwww!!!" I groaned, shooting more cum deep inside Andy.
"OOohhnnnmmm!!" Andy groaned and another stream of jism streaked from the
tip of his penis and splatted against the wall tiles.
As I continued fucking Andy, the two of us spasmed repeatedly with Joy
for the next several seconds.
When my orgasm ended, I continued fucking Andy, only much more slowly.
He leaned back and laid his head backward on my shoulder and opened his
eyes and smiled.
"Bugger that was Brilliant!" he gasped, as his hand slowed down on his
cock.
"MMmmm!!!!" I moaned, smiling, as I kept on fucking him.
Suddenly, Andy's body gave a sharp tremble, and he grinned broader. A
bit more cum oozed from his dick. My own body spasmed similarly a moment
later, leaking more sperm inside Andy.
I stopped fucking Andy then and we stood coupled for a minute.
Finally, I said "We gotta finish up before they get back!"
"I know," Andy said, in a dejected tone.
I grinned and said, "We'll do it again later tonight!"
Andy grinned then.
"OH!" he gasped a moment later as I suddenly pulled my cock out of his
asshole.
"OOohhh!!" he cried, his eyes getting bigger suddenly.
Andy leaped from the shower, dripping wet and sat quickly on the toilet.
"Ahhh..." he sighed, smiling.
"Leakage?" I asked.
"More like an enema!" he replied, just as I heard a plop in the water.
"You certainly did deposit quite a bit of your semen in me this morning!"
I chuckled.
Andy grimmaced slightly though a moment later.
"Problem?" I asked.
"Well... I think my poor arse has been over-used! It stings a little!"
he said.
I smiled and said, "Sorry. Maybe we should lay off the fucking for a
while, or ... you could fuck me tonight. And I've got some cream that'll
make your ass feel better."
"OK," he said, smiling brightly again, as he wiped himself.
I noticed a slight streak of blood on the toilet paper when he inspected
it, and felt bad that I'd caused it. Quickly he wiped again, and then
got up and rejoined me in the shower. We quickly washed up and turned
off the water. Then we got out and dried off. Before we got dressed,
Andy put some cream on his hole and smiled, declaring it felt better
immediately.
"Still, let's give it a rest a couple days," I said.
"Oh, OK!" he grumbled, as I smiled at him.
* * *
As we were just finishing dressing, we heard Auntie Doreen and the guys
returning. They walked in, just as we stepped out of the bathroom.
"How was the aquarium?" I asked.
"It was GREAT!" John cried.
"COOL!!!" Scott declared loudly.
Everyone was smiling, and they all said they'd had a good time.
As they told us about it, I noticed that Steve and Julian, who were
standing apart, kept glancing at each other. When the other noticed,
they'd quickly look away, and blush.
"What the hell is going on with them?" I thought.
I didn't have time to ponder it, as everyone was talking at once about
getting back on the road to Loch Ness.
Quickly I packed mine and Andy's things, so that he could have a few
minutes to visit with her yet. When everything was in the car, I
announced it was time to get going.
The boys were all excited, but did remember to politely thank Auntie
Doreen for everything. It was Harry who remembered first, and when they
heard him thanking her, the others chimed in. I thought Jacob might
remember to, but the twins were in that early teenage phase where they
wouldn't have, so I was glad Harry did.
Everyone else went out after they said good-bye, and got in the cars,
leaving just Andy and I with Auntie Doreen. As they said their
good-byes, Auntie Doreen quickly bustled about the kitchen, wrapping up
the leftover breakfast scones, which once bagged, she shoved into Andy's
hands. Then, they looked at one another, and both got tears in their
eyes. Andy held out the scones to me.
"I'll be in the car," I said. "Take your time! G'bye Auntie Doreen!"
"Cheerio, John! It's truly been a pleasure!" She said, smiling with wet
eyes. She abandoned Andy for a moment to give me a hug. "You come back
soon, and bring Drew, and any of the others with you!"
"Yes maam, we'll be back!" I said, smiling. "And you're always welcome
to come visit us in London!"
"Oh Tosh!" Auntie Doreen said. "I don't go much further than Edinburgh
these days!... But... you never know!"
"Well, come see us anytime," I said, smiling.
"Thank you laddie," the old lady said, smiling, and wiping her right eye.
"I'll be in the car," I said, to Andy, whose lower jaw was trembling.
His eyes looked like a dam ready to burst as well.
Smiling, I took the scones and headed out back through the garden to the
cars.
"Where's 'Drewsy'?" Van Gogh crooned, grinning at me.
"He and Auntie Doreen are washing the floor with tears about now I
expect!" I said, chuckling.
Everyone laughed.
While we waited for Andy, the boys told me all about the aquarium, and
how much fun they'd had.
A few minutes later, Andy came out the door with Auntie Doreen holding
his arm. They walked together to the back of her garden to where we
were. Both had obviously been crying, but they were smiling as well.
"All set?" I asked.
Smiling sadly, Andy nodded.
He and Auntie Doreen hugged then, while we all piled into our cars.
Andy joined me and the twins in our car then, and as we pulled away,
everyone waved and we tooted our horns at Auntie Doreen, who waved her
hanky in the air, smiling sadly after us.
In my rearview mirror, I saw Mrs. McDrummond, Auntie Doreen's neighbor,
join her.
"I'm going to miss her," Andy said. "Thank you so much for bringing me -
us - here John! It really means so much to me!"
"I know," I said, smiling.
"So, we're off to Loch Ness now right?" John asked from the back seat.
"Yup! With just a couple sight-seeing stops along the way!" I said.
Andy and I smiled as the boys grumbled about wishing we could just get to
the lake, because they wanted to go hunting for Nessy...
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I'd just like to apologize for taking so long to get this chapter out -
I've been very busy though. And, I hope you all have a very Happy
Halloween!
The next chapter in this series will be published shortly.