Date: Sun, 18 May 2003 21:27:44 EDT
From: Writersrealmmm@aol.com
Subject: Discovering Gregory Chapter 54

Discovering Gregory
Chapter 54
Looking Glass

A Lesbian Teen Murdered in New Jersey.

Ms. Gunn, 15, was murdered after an outing to the Village with her lover
and friends. She was knifed after telling an interested male that she was
lesbian. He got out of his car to kill her. Where does all the hate come
from?

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Chapter 54
Looking Glass

"You want more potato salad, Greg?"

"Yeah! It's good.  Thanks."

"Where's Doug?"  Greg's mother asked.

"I think Augie's showing him something," Greg replied, smiling at me as I
glared at him. "Well he is!"

"Not like him to miss food. I'll keep a plate for him. Maybe Augie
too. He's a nice boy."

"Yeah, very nice, mother. Wouldn't you agree, Martin. I think Doug said
that too," Greg said as his mother looked at him strangely.

"Nice," I said. "I think he said he had to go up to check his campsite
since he stayed here last night, and Doug went along."

"You're in a better mood this afternoon," Greg's mother said.

"Yeah, Martin made me see the light," Greg said, smirking.

I wanted to hit him as I blushed and swallowed hard.  "He's nice.  Aren't
you, Martin?  Nice?"

"Very nice," I said, glaring some more.

"Well, whatever he did, it's good for you.  Here, I made this earlier.
It's your favorite."

Greg's mom sat a piece of apple pie down in front of him and then delivered
one to me, patting my arm and smiling warmly.

"If it's for me why are you giving him some?"

"You want some ice cream Martin.  His father churned up a batch this
morning for you boys."

"When does he sleep?" I muttered. "I'd love some ice cream."

"Hold up there, chubs!" Greg interrupted with devilish delight. "You're
starting to pick up a little poundage there. Maybe you ought to pass on
that ice cream deal?"

"Greg!" His mother said alarmed. "He's skinny as a rail. What's gotten into
you. Let the boy eat."

"Mom, you ruin everything. I would have convinced him he was getting fat
and bummed another ride of him this afternoon, while convincing him he
needed the exercise, and now I'm going to have to beg him to take me out
again."

"Greg!"  His mother said. "You're terrible."

"That's not what Martin thinks.  Huh, Martin?"

"Greg!"

"Well, since she ruined that scheme, what about another trip on that buggy?
I only got two good legs for another day and a half and I want to use them
while I can."

"Greg, you don't use them. You lay on your butt and I peddle that damn
thing, and it gets heavy after a while."

"See, mom, I'd a had him begging to take me out and now I'll have to think
up something else. I'll have to bribe him. Let's see, what do I have to
bribe you with? Hmmm! I'm thinking, Martin."

"I'll take you, quit thinking. Whatever you come up with will just make
matters worse," I said. "It will be easier if I humor you."

"I don't know. I could have thought of something you want, but I accept. I
guess I can let you take me out again."

"Greg!"  His mother said, "You should lighten up on Martin.  You aren't
exactly swimming in friends and he puts up with a of shit from you, young
man."

"Mother!  I'm shocked.  I shouldn't be exposed to such fucking language as
that."

"You better learn to treat your friends a little nicer. Martin, I'd make
him sit her the rest of the weekend and you can run around with Doug and
Augie. He can hold my yarn while I knit."

"Yuk," Greg said, shoving his finger in his mouth, faking a gagging
response and then shoving in the rest of the pie for good measure.  "Yeah,
Doug and Augie wouldn't mind you hanging around now that I think of it."

I suppose I should have been pleased that Greg was perking up some but he
was always right on the edge of saying things I would rather him not
say. It would be just like him to say something just because he knew it
would embarrass the hell out of me. Nothing embarrassed him. I suppose I
was too sensitive.

I did help clean the table and then I helped Greg back up the hill to where
I left the buggy, as he called it. Once I got him arranged we were on our
way. There were some clouds but the sun was warm enough that I was warm by
the time we got over the hill and were cruising on the flat stretch. Greg
took off his shirt to bask in the sun.

There was a guy and a girl on the pier when we got to the clubhouse but
except for their car, all the vehicles were gone and the clubhouse had been
closed due to lack of interest. They sat with their feet dangling in the
rolling river for a few minutes and then ran back down the pier and got in
their car and left.

"I want to go swimming really bad," Greg said, watching the smooth water as
it moved past.

"Greg!"

"Well, I do. I'm tired of being a lump. I don't care any more as long as I
can get out and go. I'm sick of this shit."

"Sick ah what," Augie said, walking delicately across the gravel drive with
Doug limping along a few dozen yards behind.

"What the fuck are you two dressed for?"  Greg asked, staring at Augie's
crotch as he moved up to the buggy.

"Swimming! Fucking roasting in that tent and your brother's no help. I need
to cool down before I blow a gasket," Augie said.

He was wearing a tight red Speedo bathing suit that failed completely in
any attempt to hide the contours of the well defined equipment inside. I
watched it wiggling against the nylon each time he moved. Augie smiled when
he realized where we were looking.

"What have you been feeding that thing?" Greg asked, not taking his eyes
off his crotch.

"Your brother. Fucker's hot to trot," Augie said, looking back at a slower
moving Doug, who was suffering from the gravel on his bare feet.

He too was in a red nylon Speedo bathing suit that was the exact duplicate
of Augie's in every way and it covered him no more completely, but Doug was
built differently and you could see the top of his blond pubes peaking over
the waistband below his smooth hairless belly.

Doug was totally hard and his thick dick nearly escaped the material each
time he took a step toward us. He was more worried about his tender feet
than the fact we could easily view his dick, although that would have been
his biggest concern most days.

"What?"  He said, after stopping beside the buggy.

Augie stared at Doug until he got to us and then he moved up beside him
until their bodies touched.

"Your dick is showing," Greg said bluntly. "Even my little brother's dick
is growing. What have you two been up to. You taking advantage of my little
brother, Augie?"

"Greg!" Doug objected.

"Well you don't usually walk around with a bone like that, squirt."

"I can't help it. It's his suit. I wasn't going to wear my underwear down
here and he had this. It's hot up there. He was showing me his tent."

"Right! Did he show you his etchings, Dougie?"

"What he showed me is my business."

"At least you could have waited for it to get soft," Greg said.

Augie busted out laughing and then Doug laughed too, realizing it wasn't
all that serious. There wasn't anyone around but us and we knew all about
Doug.

"Easier said than done," Augie said.  "I needed a break."

"Well yours isn't much better off," Greg observed.

"Yeah, well, there are some things you can't do much about. We figured we'd
swim for a while, maybe have some outdoor fun once we cool off. If that
don't work it'll be cooling off up there in another hour or two."

"Yeah, that was the plan until you two showed up," Doug complained. "Augie
said he's been swimming naked in the afternoon because no one is around."

"Don't let us stop you.  Go for it.  How often do you get down here,
squirt?  I don't care what you two do," Greg reasoned carefully.

Doug watched his brother speak, suspicious of what he said. Greg wasn't
usually that generous if there wasn't somethingin it for him.

Before long Augie was running across the pier to dive head first into the
water.  When he came up he was howling from the temperature of the
water. Doug moved more cautiously to the end of the pier, jumped in after
studying the water. He came up, having a similar reaction to the cold
water.

"Fucker's hot," Greg said softly, not sure of how I would react. He watched
them swimming and wrestling in the water.

"Yep," I agreed.

"Now my dick's fucking hard. I been hard all fucking weekend."

"Oh," I said.

"Want to see?" He pulled open the front of his pajamas and all the snaps
unsnapped, leaving his crotch completely exposed and with no shirt on, he
was all but naked.

I looked around to see what I could see but all I could see of any interest
was Greg's erection when I looked back toward him. He stroked it as he
watched Augie and Doug wrestling sensually with their faces and mouths
almost always touching.

He stroked himself slow at first, not asking for an assist, and it was
almost as hard as it had been the night before, every pour pulled tight and
shinning. It's ridges and the shaft looked like steel as he pumped in long
easy strokes, while staring into the river.

I sat down beside him and reached for the item in question. I couldn't help
myself. Greg's cock was like this big magnet to me, and my hand was
immediately pulled onto it. He leaned back without a protest, letting go so
I could handle him as we watched the lovers motions and he moaned softly
for me.

"Take it easy. I want it to last," he said. "I'm ready to cum right now, so
let up, okay."

"Greg!" I objected, "You take forever to cum. I'm not doing anything but
holding it."

"I know it. Watching them. Thinking about him fucking my brother. God he's
gotten big. He's got a hot body."

Greg was watching them swim and his cock pulsed in my fist as I held it up
without manipulations. Augie spotted us and alerted Doug that we were
watching. Doug stared too as Augie let his chest rub against Doug's back,
looking over Doug's shoulder toward the all but naked Greg.

"So much for the show," Greg said. "I wanted to see him fuck my brother. Go
ahead. May as well finish it. Won't take long."

Greg leaned back as I started pumping away. Augie continued starring while
he kissed Doug's neck and felt his chest. He became more interested in
Greg's erection and started to move Doug up toward the shore where we were
parked.

"Anybody but you two around?" Augie asked, when they were maybe ten feet
away from the shore.

I looked around and said, "Nah, just us perverts."

Augie turned Doug and put his arms around him, kissing his neck and then
planting a wet one on his lips.

"Come on. You said you would," Augie reminded him.

"Not in front of them," Doug complained, kissing Augie back and glancing
toward us.

"Yeah, in front of them. Let's go up there. Come on. It'll get them going."

They stood up and Doug had his bathing suit in his hand. His dick was
pointing up at us as they came out of the water and then Augie was behind
him, slipping down his Speedos once they stopped just below the buggy on
the shore. Greg moved his pillows behind him to prop himself up for a
better view.

Augie had his hand down on Doug's swollen dick by then, turning him half a
turn so we got to see the action. They were maybe an arm's length from the
buggy and a little below it where the shore met the water.

Augie slid up into Doug's crack as Doug bent forward and Augie's cock slid
all the way up to the top of the crack.

"Fuck!" Greg said, look at the size of that dick head.

As we watched they pushed their bodies together and Augie's cock was
positioned perfectly for entry and he leaned over Doug's back as he began
to ease himself forward. His body was bent as his hips moved in small
increments and Doug's head was turned toward us as he watched us watch him.

Doug had his hands on his knees as Augie's hand stroked him easily. There
was no doubt how much Doug enjoyed being filled with a hard cock. His face
said it all as he looked at my eyes.

Augie's hips pushed forward in one long motion until his coal black cock
hairs were rubbing in Doug's crack. He pushed a few times to make sure he
was all the way in and Doug put one of his hands on Augie's so he'd stop
jerking him off. They stood steady and motionless as Augie pinched his eyes
tightly shut.

"Oh man, I don't want to loose it," he said, putting his face on Doug's
back as he tried to relax under our steady gaze.

"Fuck!" Greg said.  "Man I'm going to shoot. I don't want to shoot
yet. This is fucking hot."

Augie looked straight at Greg's cock once he started fucking Doug. His hips
slapped against Doug's smooth golden skin as he started with short thrusts
never coming out far, before shoving it all the way back in. Both of them
groaned each time Augie hit bottom and they moved together like a well
trained team.

"Let's get closer. I want to see his cock," Augie said, moving Doug almost
next to the buggy but a little below it as Greg's eyes were rivet on how
the cock entered his brother's hole. Augie backed out ever so slowly until
the shaft was completely visible and only the head stayed buried in that
wonderful hot spot that was stretched oen wide.

Augie took his time slipping it back, and then pulled it out almost as far
a second time, stopping so we could watch how his cock was swollen from the
thrill. His mouth hung open as he gasped excitedly and then he pushed it
back in, and out, and back in, until he reached the speed of a small piston
engine. They worked together, panting and moaning as Augie picked up speed.

"Go ahead," Greg said.  "No point in just holding it. I'm going to shoot
anyway. May as well get a good one."

Augie's eyes stayed on Greg's dick.  Greg leaned back hard against the
cushions and never took his eyes off of where Augie's business end entered
Doug.

I stroked him harder but didn't dare put myself between him and that which
had his undivided attention. My jaws had started aching from all the
sucking I'd done the night before and so this was totally cool for me and
not a bad show to boot. I'd have put his hand on mine only he'd have cum
right off and I knew he wanted it to last.

The sound was more like from an animal than from a human. I felt the
discharge like some hydraulic cannon that lurched out a shell and then
another as he put his hand on top of mine so I'd squeeze.

Both jets of cum splattered on Augie, and that's what Greg had in mind by
aiming his shot. Augie's hand immediately went to rubbing it into his red
skin and his cock. Gobs of thick cream stuck between his fingers and
puddles ran on his skin.

"Fuck!" Augie said, as more cum splattered both on him and Doug.  "That's
so fucking hot. Put it on me, Greg. My chest!"

Greg moaned out one last huge spurt that splattered on Augie's chest and
stomach and he rubbed it into his rich round nipples, spreading the white
sticky fluid all over his dark excited flesh. He tried to look at how the
cum coated him as he moved it around on his skin but never stopped his
fucking.

A loud moan escaped from Augie after several hard thrusts at which time he
pulled out and turned toward us, jacking himself off and pointing it
directly at Greg's crotch.

His thick red dick head slipped in and out of its chocolate brown sheath
and clear fluid started to shine the top as he twisted and contorted. Doug
got into the action and they made quite the pair jerking off for us.

Augie's first shot squirted out of him and made a splashing sound when it
collided with Greg's crotch. There was another shot on his cock and balls
and the third leaped out and up Greg's stomach and onto his chest.

Doug joined the party, letting loose three solid streams that finished
coating Greg's genitalia with some left over for his stomach. Greg's cock
hair shined with cum and his dick had stiffened by the time both boys were
drained. The cum ran down the sides of his cock.

Augie wasted no time kicking off his Speedos and grabbing Greg's slick
dick, pumping it up with his thick strong fingers, using the cum to get
Greg going yet again and it didn't take much. He was moaning and raising
his hips up as another orgasm boiled up into his loins. It shot on Augie's
chest and crotch and on his spent dick and in the dark shinny cock
hair. Cum ran down the inside of Augie's thighs, the white cream a striking
contrast to the dark red skin and the fine black hairs.

We all stared until it was empty and then Augie looked down at his cum
filled torso, once more rubbing Greg's cum into his skin.

"That's awesome," Augie said, feeling the cum that had coated his black
pubic hairs. "Totally awesome, dude. You da man."

"Fuck if it wasn't," Doug said.  "That was rad."

Doug's usual shy and self-conscious demeanor was all but lost there by the
river's edge.

Greg lay silent, watching Augie and Doug melt back together until their
naked bodies touched.

"I heard about the thing on your leg. I hope it's okay, Greg.  You're still
cool in my book. I figured that would perk you up some. I remember how
worked up you got that time."

"Yeah, you too," Greg said, seeming almost too exhausted to speak. "You
keep an eye on my little brother. He needs TLC."

"Don't worry. That's not a problem," Augie said, sliding his arm around
Doug's waist. "Not a problem at all."

Doug and Augie collected their suits and moved back toward the road. This
time their Speedos weren't as full as when they came.

"You want me to wipe you up?"  I asked him, looking for something to do the
chore with but only his pagama tops were available.

"No. I want it there. You're pissed off, I guess?  You're always pissed off
at something. He's harmless."

"Shit! The hottest thing I've ever seen," I said. "You call that
harmless. I almost came in my pants."

"Yeah, I'm getting hard thinking about it," Greg said, feeling his soft
dick. "We better get out of here. His hands are rough and now I'm raw down
there. Might need the night off after that one."

"Right! That's about six and seven for you since you got started last
night. I think you're done for the day."

"Never done, Martin. Never done as long as there's a breath left. Be nice
and I'll let you suck it clean tonight. Augie's, my brother's, and my cum
all mixed up together for you. I bet you wouldn't mind that."

"I could probably take care of that for you. You like him. Why didn't you
two do anything. You're both hot for each other."

"I told you. Bulls," he said as I peddled him onto the road with only a
couple of snaps holding his pants on.

He fell asleep on the way back to the house.  I wanted to wake him up
because I sensed another long night ahead of us. I was glad the relief team
had come in for a few minutes, although watching the bulls compete got me
back up and running as well. Maybe letting his sleep would make it a more
interesting night.

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