Date: Mon, 10 Apr 2017 05:40:09 +0200 (CEST)
From: z.blake@tutanota.com
Subject: Smell This 30

SMELL THIS 30
By Brad, Mark, Jon & Zachyboy
M/b, b/b, oral, anal, sniffing, buttplay

Complete fantasy. Never happened and we don't encourage it. Read, sniff,
enjoy, then go home and keep your hands and your noses to yourself.

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Our sniff brother Jon takes the well-deserved center stage again for the
long-awaited conclusion of his four-part "Holes" masterwork. As far as
movie tributes go, they don't get more lovingly romantic, aromatically
daring, and down-and-dirty as this one.

Jon says, "I've really enjoyed writing this series but this final chapter
was the most difficult to write in a way that stays true to the original
tale without too much detail while including the essential elements that
interest us. I am astounded that my re-imagining turned out to be more than
20,000 words long!"

"Clearly though, the "true" story of Zero and Stanley's love needed to be
told and these characters will doubtlessly live on in the imaginations of
the many fans of the original story and the few who will enjoy the one
presented here."

"Thanks for giving me the forum to share my obsession with Zero/Khleo. I
really dig it!"

The pleasure is all ours, Jon. What a loving and sexy homage to a classic
boy movie we all know, love and lust after. For any of you who are not
quite up to snuff on the earlier installments of Jon's marvelously
ambitious and fragrant novella, we beg you to rewind, review and refresh
your senses:

HOLES PART 1: HOLES REIMAGINED
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/urination/smell-this/smell-this-24

HOLES PART 2: ZERO PLUS ONE
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/urination/smell-this/smell-this-25

HOLES PART 3: A HERO FOR ZERO
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/urination/smell-this/smell-this-26

And now, the conclusion. On with the show.

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HOLES PART 4: ZERO SUM GAME

Back at Camp Green Lake, Squid was watching Magnet and Twitch playing pool
in the Wreck Room and feeling the sting of jealousy. First it was Stanley
and now it was his own best friend who was giving a lot of attention to the
new kid. Twitch was a cute 13-year-old, blond boy with lively blue eyes and
boundless energy who displayed a bubbly personality and always seemed to be
smiling and laughing.

Squid had heard him crying and sniffling from his bunk last night, though,
and it had reminded him of his little brother, Matty. He figured that was
the reason he immediately felt a strong urge to befriend and protect
him. After all, he had been fucking Matty for over a year before he got
arrested and ended up here.

Thinking quickly, Squid suddenly hopped up and announced that he and Twitch
would play a game of pool against Magnet and anyone else who wanted to
play. X-ray accepted the invitation and the game was on. Squid used the
opportunity to subtly confirm his interest in and assert his claim on the
cute new kid.

He stayed close to Twitch, coached him attentively to improve his skill at
pool, and displayed his affection by frequently putting his arm across the
boy's shoulders, sitting close to him and slapping his cute ass when he
made a good shot. The signals weren't lost on Magnet who had also been
making a play for the new kid's attention.

"I like you, bro. You remind me of my little brother. He's about your age
and has big blue eyes like you," Squid said in a voice meant only for
Twitch to hear while they were waiting for Magnet to complete his turn at
the table.

"That's cool. I like you too," Twitch said and grinned, his cheeks
blushing. Squid chuckled and ruffled Twitch's hair. He hadn't seen his
little brother in nearly two years and figured someone else was probably
fucking him by now.

Matty was 12 at the time of his conviction but he had sobbed at the hearing
when his older brother was sentenced to two years at Camp Green Lake. The
court officials had allowed Squid a few minutes to say goodbye to his
family and his mother had hugged him but not very warmly.

He got the feeling that she was somewhat relieved to be rid of him. Matty
had hugged him tightly and sobbed against his neck and Squid had whispered
"I love you" before the bailiff grasped his arm pulling the boys apart.

"I love you too, Alan," Matty had called after him as he was being led
away. Alan was his name in real life; the life he shared with Matty and
their drug addicted mom in a trailer park on the southeast side of San
Antonio. Matty had been the one thing that made his life bearable there;
his devoted little brother and the secret intimacy they shared.

At 14-years-old, Alan gradually came to the realization that he was
fascinated by his 10-year-old little brother's secret scent. That
unavoidable fact had become clear to him when he found himself sniffing
Matty's dirty undies and fantasizing about licking his ripe little asshole.

Nothing made him cum harder than when he beat off while sniffing Matty's
skid stained boxer-briefs. Before long, he was thinking about fucking his
hot little brother and blasting a load up his tight little ass. As the boys
grew a year older, Alan became determined to make his fantasies come true.

One night as they were tumbling and wrestling together before bed, Alan
pinned Matty down on the bed and took a good, long sniff of the kid's
ass. Matty giggled and struggled playfully but Alan used his superior
strength and weight to hold him down.

The older boy experienced a shocking surge of excitement and lust when he
got a good whiff of the hot, intoxicating smell of Matty's funky asshole
through the back of the kid's plaid pajama bottoms.

"Hold still, bro," Alan said as Matty struggled.

"Quit, smelling my butt!" Matty exclaimed and kicked his legs as he tried
to roll over.

"Shut up, man!" Alan commanded and loosened his grip but, as Matty tried to
wriggle free, he snatched his pajama bottoms and underwear down. This time,
Alan pinned the younger boy with one knee between his shoulder blades.

He shoved Matty's jammies and undies down to his ankles and pulled them
off, then held his legs down with a strong grip on the back of each knee.

"Ow, stop it!" Matty protested but Alan shoved his legs apart, leaned
forward and started sniffing the boy's ass for real. Matty wasn't giggling
anymore and was now earnestly struggling to get away. He even started
whimpering like he was about to cry.

"Hey dude, just chill out!"

"No way, dumbass! I'm telling mom," Matty warned and continued trying to
free himself, but he was no match for his big brother's strength and
determination.

"I'll let you play with my Xbox as much as you want all weekend," Alan
promised.

"For real? Even Halo?" Matty asked and lay still.

"Yeah, even Halo," Alan assured him.

"Promise?"

"Yes, I promise. Now shut up and be still," Alan snapped and let go of
Matty's legs to free his hands. He grasped his little brother's ass cheeks
and gently pulled them apart so he could see the kid's butthole.

The sharp, tangy smell of ripe boyscent quickly filled the air around the
boys as Alan leaned down and took a long sniff. Matty lay still while his
big brother sniffed his asshole. He could smell his own scent in the air
and he felt ashamed and excited at the same time.

"Ooh," Matty cooed quietly when Alan licked his asshole. He hadn't expected
the peculiar sensation. He giggled because he thought it was funny that his
big brother was sniffing and licking his smelly butthole.

"Mmm, your little asshole is getting my dick hard," Alan mumbled between
licks. He had become instantly intoxicated with the powerful, boyish scent
like stinky cheese, balsamic vinegar and soccer practice; the smell of an
active 11-year-old boy.

Matty started struggling again after that comment, frightened by visions of
his older brother screwing him. Alan licked the kid's tight asshole a few
more times and then released him.

"That was queer, dude," Matty said as he scrambled off the bed.

"Nah man, I just love my little bro," Alan said and laughed. "Besides, your
dick is hard too."

"It is not!" Matty protested, but it was. His dick had grown fully hard
while his big brother was licking his ass, but it was quickly shrinking
now. He grabbed his undies and pajama bottoms and got dressed.

Alan was worried that Matty might be freaked out and tell on him, but that
night they stayed up late and played video games on Alan's Xbox, and when
they finally turned off the lights, Matty climbed into bed with him.

Alan had fucked his little brother that night and many nights after that
over the next several months leading up to his arrest and incarceration for
assaulting a police officer. Matty wasn't always cooperative but most of
the time he liked being dominated by his big brother.

Alan had always been an aggressive bully and Matty had never been exempt
from his brother's overbearing nature. Even so, Matty knew that his brother
loved him because he was fiercely protective over him and would never let
anyone hurt him.

Sure, Alan had dated a couple of girls and he even had a girlfriend at the
time of his arrest, but it was always his little brother Matty who really
excited him.

= = = = =

Late that night, back at Camp Green Lake, Twitch crept quietly out of bed
and moved silently among his sleeping companions until he came to Squid's
bunk. He shivered from nervousness as much as from the cold as he touched
the 16-year-old's shoulder and gently nudged him. Squid did not awaken at
once so Twitch shook him again. This time the older boy awoke and rubbed
his eyes sleepily.

"Twitch? What is it, man?" Squid whispered and propped up on one elbow to
look at the cute, blond kid, standing there shivering in his briefs.

"C-can I sleep with you?" the boy whispered, his teeth chattering.

Squid didn't answer immediately. He glanced around the room at his sleeping
companions as he considered what to do. He had been in juvenile detention
and here at Camp Green Lake long enough to know that boys pairing off in
couples was typically tolerated by the detention staff and, in some cases,
even encouraged.

As long as the boys were discreet and there was no fighting, brutality or
other shenanigans, the staff would look the other way. Inmates generally
kept quiet about it too but he knew there could be serious repercussions if
he let Twitch get into bed with him.

"Please," the lonely 13-year-old pleaded. Squid looked past Twitch toward
Magnet's bunk and saw his friend watching. They briefly made eye contact
and Magnet shook his head with a grave look on his face. It was either a
threat or a warning; Squid wasn't sure which, but he had to make a
decision.

"Sure, why not?" he said and lifted up the cover. Twitch eagerly climbed
into bed with the teenager and snuggled against him at once.

"I'm freezing," he said as he nuzzled Squid's chest, thawing his cold nose
against the older boy's warm skin. Squid embraced the boy and briskly
rubbed his skinny arms to warm them. He cupped Twitch's cold hands into his
own and blew the warmth of his breath into them.

"I'll keep you warm," he said quietly. Twitch reminded him of his little
brother too much to leave him out in the cold.

"I'll keep you warm, too," Twitch whispered. He grasped Squid's hard cock
through his underwear and kissed the older boy's neck. Squid reached down
and squeezed Twitch's hot little ass, pulled the younger boy closer to him
and kissed him hungrily. Twitch whimpered quietly as the teenager kissed
him deeply, now laying halfway on top of him, dominating him.

Squid reached down and slid his hand under the front of Twitch's underwear,
groping the kid's hard cock for a moment before reaching further between
his outspread legs. They weren't kissing now but their lips were nearly
touching and Squid was breathing hard onto the younger boy's face.

"You're a horny lil fucker, ain't you?" Squid whispered in his charming
Texas accent as he touched the boy's moist and sticky asshole. Twitch
nodded his head in a silent response and drew one knee toward Squid's hips
to give the teenager better access to his boyhole. His asshole twitched
involuntarily against Squid's probing fingers.

"Mmm," Twitch moaned when Squid gently pushed the tip of one finger inside
him. His ass was tight but Squid could tell from Twitch's reactions that he
had been fucked before. Squid would find out later that it was Twitch's
uncle who had taught the kid all about how to steal cars and who had been
pounding his tight ass since he was 11 years old.

Squid brought his fingers to his nose to conduct the final litmus test he
needed to complete before he could wholeheartedly proceed with this little
arrangement.

The sweet and sour tang and ripe, cheesy scent of Twitch's funky
13-year-old asshole flooded the teenager's brain, triggering all the right
pheromone receptors and registering his little boyfriend's unique scent
signature in a permanent mental file. The pungent, boyish scent was a lot
like Matty's but still very different nonetheless.

"Your little ass is mine now," Squid said and laid down again, still
sniffing his fingers.

"K," Twitch agreed and smiled. He snuggled against Squid, pleased that the
teenager had approved of his scent.

Magnet rolled over and put his back to the newly formed couple and tried
not to listen to their whispering.

= = = = =

Stanley awakened while it was still dark and frosty and did not immediately
remember where he was. His mouth was dry and his body felt weak and stiff
as the heaviness of slumber clung to him and made it hard for him to think.

Within a few seconds though, full knowledge of where he was and the
importance of his mission returned to the forefront of his
consciousness. He was here to help Zero and they urgently needed to get to
the mountains and find water!

His little boyfriend was snuggled next to him and sleeping with his head on
Stanley's shoulder. They had both put their jumpsuits back on last night
and huddled together against the cold and Stanley had done his best to keep
Zero warm. He touched the younger boy's face and shook him gently. His
heart fluttered in fright when Zero did not immediately respond.

"Zee? Wake up!" Stanley exclaimed and patted Zero on the side of his
face. He tried to speak loudly but his voice croaked in his dry
throat. Relief washed over him when Zero opened his eyes and smiled
weakly. Stanley kissed him on the forehead and hugged him tightly.

"My stomach hurts," Zero complained with a raspy voice.

"C'mon lil dude," Stanley said. "We need to get moving before it gets too
hot."

Stanley put four of the unbroken jars in the burlap sack, in case they
might be able to use them and the boys crawled out from their shelter under
the old boat and looked to the west toward the mountains as the rising sun
was beginning to brighten the sky.

In the silhouette of the mountain peaks, Stanley could see one with a tall
rock formation on top that looked like a gigantic thumb sticking
up. Stanley's instinct was to take Zero back to camp but the kid had
insisted that he would rather die out here than go back.

As they stood gazing into the distance, Zero suddenly groaned. He grabbed
his stomach and bent over.

"Are you all right?" Stanley asked, alarmed.

Zero dropped to the ground and lay on his side with his knees pulled up to
his chest and continued to groan. Stanley knelt beside him and tried to
comfort him but could only watch helplessly. He figured it must be the
sploosh.

He looked back toward Camp Green Lake and thought that if Zero passed out
he would just carry him back whether he wanted to go or not, but Zero
stopped moaning, and his body slowly unbent. He finally managed to sit up
with Stanley's help and he took several deep breaths.

"Look at that mountain up there. What does it look like to you?" Stanley
asked and pointed into the distance.

Zero said nothing, but as he looked at the mountain, his right hand slowly
formed into a fist. He raised his thumb. His eyes went from the mountain to
his hand, then back to the mountain.

"Yep, that's where we're headed," Stanley announced as he helped Zero to
his feet. Steeling himself for the journey, he hung the burlap sack over
his shoulder and handed Zero the shovel. He hung his empty canteen around
his neck.

"I should warn you," Stanley said, knowing they were setting out on a
journey that involved much more than a trek to the mountains. "I'm not
exactly the luckiest guy in the world."

Zero wasn't worried. "When you spend your whole life living in a hole," he
said, "the only way you can go is up."

They gave each other the thumbs up sign, then headed out. They walked for
hours as the sun grew brighter and hotter and Zero trudged on weakly while
Stanley spelled words aloud for Zero to sound out.

The game distracted them both from the heat and thirst of the journey, and
helped them continue on through the hottest part of the day but when they
finally passed into the long shadow of the Big Thumb and began to climb the
foot of the mountain, Zero had another attack.

He fell to the ground and began to roll down the slope but Stanley dashed
to his rescue and grabbed him by one arm before he tumbled too far.

Zero had passed out this time but Stanley was determined to get him up the
mountain and find a spring or a stream before nightfall. Although he was
exhausted and weak from hunger and thirst himself, he was able to carry the
smaller boy over his right shoulder for the rest of the arduous journey,
motivated by his love for him and his determination to rescue him.

He left the shovel and jars behind and climbed the slope, somehow finding
the strength from deep inside himself to keep going.

Just as the last light of day was fading, Stanley reached a high mountain
meadow where a tiny stream trickled into a small pool surrounded by weeds
and grass and many colorful flowers. A small and partially collapsed shack
stood near the pool.

The Big Thumb rock towered over the grassy meadow but no longer looked like
a thumb from here. In fact, Stanley thought it looked like a gigantic
sculpture of Zero's hard little uncut cock. He giggled deliriously at the
thought.

It was here in the grassy meadow that Stanley brought Zero back to health
by giving him water and feeding him wild onions and berries he gathered in
the meadow.

They slept in the shack, huddling together in the cold, wrapped in some
dusty blankets Stanley found in an old trunk there. Within a few days, the
boys were laughing and playing and fucking again, running naked and chasing
each other through the meadow like two satyrs in ancient Greece with their
cocks hard and their little assholes ripe with their pungent scent.

Of course, they knew they would have to leave the meadow soon but, for now,
it was their paradise.

On the fifth night in their mountain refuge, Zero awakened and listened to
Stanley's slow, even breathing as he slept quietly beside him. There was a
definite chill in the air but the nights had been somewhat warmer here in
the little cabin than they had expected. Stanley had made a warm bed for
them by piling three blankets on the floor and leaving two for cover.

Tonight, the boys had gone to sleep snuggled together naked and content
after making love. Stanley had given Zero a long, slow dicking but Zero was
still horny and had something else on his mind now. He sat up and eased the
blanket off of Stanley and gazed at the teenager's muscular form as he lay
there sleeping on his side.

Illuminated by moonlight shining through holes in the roof and walls of the
old shack, Zero thought Stanley's stark white ass glowed like a full
moon. He grinned to himself at the thought and then leaned down to sniff
his sleeping companion.

Zero inhaled the sharp, sweaty scent that radiated from the 14-year-old's
asshole, with his sensitive little nose nearly touching Stanley's crack. He
couldn't see Stanley's moist pucker but he could definitely smell the
pungent tang of hot boyhole mixed with the salty, yeasty aroma of the
teenager's cock and balls.

Stanley stirred and rolled onto his belly as Zero sniffed his ass. His
little boyfriend's movements hadn't awakened him initially but the tickle
of Zero's breath on his crack had brought him to partial consciousness. Now
he spread his legs further apart as he felt the younger boy's probing
tongue licking his asshole.

"Mmm," Zero and Stanley moaned quietly together.

Zero licked his boyfriend's tight hole quickly but thoroughly before
crawling up to mount the older boy. Stanley came to full wakefulness in a
snap when Zero climbed onto him and he raised his head and looked around at
the horny little dude.

"Are you gonna fuck me?" Stanley asked, arching his back and raising his
hindquarters receptively.

"Yeah," Zero replied and giggled as he dry humped Stanley's ass, his hard
cock jabbing at the older boy's crack but had not yet found its
mark. Propping on one hand, Zero reached down with the other to guide his
hard cock to Stanley's spit lubed asshole.

"Oh yeah, Zee! That's it," Stanley breathed as Zero entered him. Zero
exhaled loudly as he excitedly pressed his hips forward, sliding his hard
cock in as far as it would go and then started humping.

Zero had never fucked anyone before. He had always been on the receiving
end of older boy's cocks, but now he was eagerly topping his older
boyfriend. Stanley's tight ass felt so good on his rock hard little bone
that he already felt like he was about to cum after only a few strokes.

The older boy moaned and clenched the blanket with both fists. This was
only his second time getting fucked but he loved feeling Zero's dick
pistoning inside his horny hole.

"You like that cock? Huh?" Zero demanded as he fucked, the muscles of his
back and legs flexing with the exertion of his movements. Zero recalled how
Jarod had asked him that once while he was fucking him hard one night in
their basement hideout at the City Shelter.

"Fuck yeah! Ahh!" Stanley replied as Zero continued vigorously fucking him.

"Ooh!"

"Mmm, fuck me, bro!" Stanley grunted.

"Uhhnn, ahhh!" Zero grunted as he came.

Zero had a powerful boygasm, humping fast and hard as he spurted his hot
little load. He slowed to a stop and paused, breathing heavily as his cock
and his own sweaty asshole twitched and flexed while the last of his spunk
drained into Stanley's ass.

When Zero withdrew and rolled over onto his back, Stanley did the same, and
they lay next to each other gazing up at the stars through the holes in the
shed roof. They were still and quiet for a few minutes and then Stanley
pulled the blankets up and they snuggled and talked for a long time.

Zero told Stanley about his mom abandoning him and that his real name was
Hector Zeroni. It was here that Zero confessed to Stanley that he had
stolen the famous shoes that had caused Stanley to be incarcerated at Camp
Green Lake.

Stanley assured Zero that he wasn't angry about coming to Camp Green
Lake. In fact, he explained that he was glad he'd come here and found
Zero. He shared the old legends his grandfather had told him about his
great, great grandfather, Kissing Kate Barlow and the curse on his family.

He also told the younger boy about his plan to return to Camp Green Lake
and find the buried treasure in the hole where he'd found the lipstick
case. Afterwards, they were quiet for a while, gazing up at the stars until
Zero spoke again.

"Do you like girls?" Zero asked. Stanley considered his answer for several
long moments.

"Sometimes. But I like you better," he said and pulled Zero to him for a
kiss. Stanley could smell the tang of his own ass on Zero's lips.

"Me too," Zero said between kisses.

 = = = = =

Meanwhile, at Camp Green Lake, Squid and Twitch were snuggled in bed and
quietly making out while everyone else in D Tent was asleep. It had been
five days since Squid had let Twitch climb into bed with him despite the
objections of his best friend Magnet.

The move had caused some serious tension between Squid and Magnet since
both boys had been angling to get a piece of the cute new boy's ass, but
Twitch had chosen Squid and the victorious teenager had staked his claim.

Since that night, Squid had been trying to find a way to fuck his new
little boyfriend but all he'd really been able to manage was some
frustrated dry humping, a lot of sniff-groping and the half-ass hand job
the kid had given him three nights ago.

There was never enough privacy for anything more and Travis had been no
help since the Warden and Mr. Sir had cracked down on all the rules after
Zero and Stanley escaped.

"Shit man, I wanna fuck," Squid whispered urgently in Twitch's ear and then
kissed the younger boy's neck. Once again, his hand found its way into the
back of Twitch's undies and he carefully eased his finger into the kid's
slick and funky little boyhole while they were making out.

"Me too," Twitch whined quietly and squirmed his ass as the horny teenager
firmly finger fucked him. He was squeezing and stroking Squid's hard cock
through the older boy's briefs.

"Fuck it!" Squid said, suddenly withdrawing his finger and throwing off the
blanket. He'd had enough foreplay and he couldn't hold out any longer.

Twitch whimpered quietly as Squid rolled him onto his belly and snatched
his undies down. The sudden movements and rustling around would probably
awaken the others but Squid didn't care.

He stripped his 13-year-old boyfriend's briefs off and, within seconds, he
was sniffing and licking the kid's hot asshole. Twitch arched his back and
raised his ass as Squid's tongue lapped at his horny hole just like Matty
would always do.

Magnet watched as Squid ate Twitch's sweet little asshole, and he could
smell the alluring tang of the kid's scent in the chilly air all the way
from his nearby bunk. He jacked his own hard cock as he watched Squid
licking the boypussy he had been trying to get for himself. Soon Squid got
up and stripped off his boxers before mounting the kid and shoving his hard
cock up the boy's ass.

"Oh fuck, uhhnn," Twitch grunted and groaned as the 16-year-old's cock
finally found its way into his horny ass. He had been craving Squid's cock
and was so ready to receive it that the teenager's eager entry was far less
painful than he had expected it to be. Besides, he was accustomed to the
much larger cock of his 42-year-old uncle.

"Mmm, yeah. Tight little ass," Squid muttered and immediately started
fucking.

"Ohh, ahhh..." was all Twitch could manage as Squid began pounding his
ass. The unmistakable sounds of boys fucking filled D Tent and awakened the
others. Most of them stayed still and pretended to be sleeping but a few
boys peeked to see it happening. Magnet and Zigzag, discreetly jacked their
cocks as they watched.

"Oh, fuck yeah, bitch! Gonna cum in your faggot ass," Squid warned. He
screwed Twitch hard and fast and found himself quickly approaching
orgasm. Maybe he'd take it slow and easy next time, but this time his need
was too urgent. This time he rape-fucked Twitch in the aggressive way he
had sometimes dominated his little brother.

"Ohh...Alan..." Twitch groaned, unexpectedly using Squid's real name. In
that moment, Squid thought that even Twitch's voice sounded like Matty's.

"Ahhh...ummm...ohhh, shit!" Squid grunted and humped Twitch's tight ass as
he came. The bunk knocked and squeaked with his thrusts as he planted his
seed inside the younger boy. Both boys were panting and moaning, their warm
breath puffing visibly in the frosty air.

Finally, Squid stopped humping but he kept grinding his twitching cock
balls-deep in Twitch's ass until he was satisfied that he'd delivered his
entire load. Twitch lay underneath him still squirming his hot little ass
on Squid's cock and dry humping the mattress. Squid hadn't lasted long and
the kid obviously needed more dick.

When Squid pulled his cock out and stood up beside the bunk to pull his
briefs back on, he and Magnet made eye contact. Squid paused for an instant
and then with a quick motion of his head, invited Magnet to fuck Twitch,
and the horny teenager didn't hesitate. Grinning widely, he hopped up and
stripped off his undies.

"My turn lil dude," Magnet hissed as he mounted Twitch and roughly held him
down on the bed, kneed his legs further apart and shoved his cock in the
kid's juicy asshole. Squid retrieved Twitch's briefs and sat on the edge of
Magnet's bunk sniffing them while he watched the kid getting fucked again.

Already fully hard again, he jacked his cock as he smelled Twitch's hot
boyhole from his dirty undies and watched Magnet screw him. Magnet fucked
twitch hard and steady and it didn't take him long to cum either.

"Oh fuck yeah!" he breathed as he shot off, pounding Twitch's well-fucked
asshole and causing the rhythmic knocking of the bunk to briefly become
faster and louder until Magnet stopped humping.

"Ohh...yeah man...mmm..." Twitch moaned as he received another hot load in
his ass.

"Ahhh, yeah!" the older teenager said louder than he had intended. He
ground to a stop and then gave Twitch three or four slow, deep thrusts as
his cock drained the last of his load into the younger boy.

Zigzag stood up next, already free of his underwear with his hard cock in
hand, and stepped towards Squid's bunk. Squid intercepted him at once.

"Nah, man. Just me and Magnet, bro," he said decisively. Zigzag stood his
ground and stared into Squid's eyes as he considered challenging him for a
piece of Twitch's hot ass. There was a long tense pause but Squid didn't
back down. "I said forget it, man."

"Alright, alright! That's cool bro," Zigzag replied and stepped
back. Beside them, Magnet pulled his cock out of Twitch's ass and got
up. He and Squid bumped fists in mutual celebration and renewed friendship
as Zigzag angrily returned to his own bunk.

Soon D Tent was quiet once again and Squid and Twitch were snuggling
quietly in their bunk. Everyone else was either sleeping or pretending to
be as the smell of fresh-fucked boyass and rutting teenagers still hung in
the air.

= = = = =

Stanley and Zero left their mountain hideout after spending eight days
there. Both had fully recovered from exhaustion and dehydration but they
knew they couldn't stay there forever. It was time to return to Camp Green
Lake and carry out Stanley's plan to find the treasure and escape this
place for good.

They filled the jars and Stanley's canteen with water, gathered the last of
the onions and berries, and packed two of the old blankets.

Stanley retrieved the shovel and joined Zero at the head of the trail that
led down the mountainside. He put his arm across the younger boy's
shoulders as they stood together and looked out over the meadow that had
been their refuge for more than a week.

The stream and pool had saved their lives and the old shack had been their
shelter. They had fucked each other here and made their plans for the
future. Now they just had to go make it happen.

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EPILOGUE

The details about how the boys accomplished their plans are recorded in the
very fine novel and movie that inspired this untold and "reimagined" story
about the love between Zero and Stanley and the other Camp Green Lake boys.

Did they live happily ever after?

Well, Zero and Stanley found the buried treasure when they got back to Camp
Green Lake and, as fortune would have it, it was on the same day that the
State of Texas began proceedings to close the facility.

An ongoing investigation had uncovered numerous violations and criminal
actions by the Warden and Mr. Sir who would almost certainly go to
prison. Stanley and Zero were the first two boys to be removed from the
camp, but all of them were soon released with their sentences considered
served.

Stanley's mom and dad agreed to have Zero placed in their home as a foster
child and Stanley was more than happy to share his room (and his bed) with
his new little brother. The Yelnats family split the wealth of the treasure
with Zero.

Zero used some of the money to find his mom. She had overcome many of the
problems that had plagued her for years and she had been desperately
searching for her son. When she returned to claim him, she and Zero moved
into a house next to Stanley's.

The boys went back to school where Zero played baseball and Stanley
excelled in math and science. They were exclusive boyfriends throughout
Zero's junior high years and then they both started developing more
interest in girls. The interest had always been there for both of them, but
it had been on hold during their intense boyhood romance.

By the time Stanley graduated from high school and Zero was a sophomore,
they both had girlfriends but they were still secretly fucking
occasionally.

In high school, Zero began pursuing a career as a rap artist and recorded
several songs at a local studio. One of them was based on an old chain-gang
song they used to sing at Camp Green Lake while they were digging.

He first came up with it when he and Stanley were lying in bed late one
night after making love in Stanley's room. He improvised the rap and he and
Stanley gleefully sang the familiar chain-gang chorus together. It was
called "Dig It" and it went something like this:

Your hands may blister, your muscles stay sore (oh yeah). You wanna break?
Knock on the warden's door (oh yeah). Wake up in the mornin' before the
sun, keep diggin' that hole till the day is done.

Dig it uh oh oh, dig it. Dig it uh oh oh, (yeah). Dig it uh oh oh, dig
it. Dig it uh oh oh, (yeah).

You gotta go dig those holes. You gotta go dig those holes.

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THE END