SUMMER DAY
PART VII
We still couldn't believe we were actually in Clearwater, in a
house, isolated from the rest of the world. 24 hours ago it was all
any of us could do to dream of this; 7 days ago it was all any of
us could do to dream of leaving Georgia, but here we were, loving
every second of it.
Mr. Tate told us that we had a phone if we needed it, but that it
was currently an unlisted, unpublished number. Perfect, that was
all we needed to know.
Finally we could unwind, rest. The pantry wasn't totally bare, so
we could even hold off until tomorrow on going to the grocery store
if we wanted.
We all stripped down to nothing and laid all of our shorts on top
of one another, neatly. Suddenly we felt like we had all gone
through a caterpillar-moth transition and were free to do whatever
we wanted, whenever we wanted. The house had central heat and air,
but we really didn't think we wanted to use it just yet; we wanted
to spend a little time to sweat it out! About all we did was to
turn on the ceiling fans and an occillating fan, lie in the center
of the floor, and exist, making constant love to each other. One
never-ending love affair.
Ricky lay across my legs right below my dick, and Ralph lay on my
stomach, his head going up and down every time I took a breath.. it
was a wild sight! For lack of a stereo, Ricky plugged in his boom
box and we just listened to tapes the rest of the night- we were
too tired to do too much of anything. Ricky started rubbing my cock
slowly after he had noticed my slight hardon- wasn't really wanting
to stimulate me, but he was giving it a little attention. Even a
little was too much for me and since he was just constantly
stroking it without realizing that he was stimulating me (he was
looking the other way!)... I shot off. The cum shots bounced back
down on him and he goes, "oh geeze.. I didn't realize I was jacking
you off, Karl..!"
Sure you didn't.
I motioned for Ralph to slide further up my chest. Then I stuck my
arms under his head and upper back and cradled him in my grasp. He
looked up at me, his smile beaming brightly. I withdrew my right
hand, took my index finger and moved it around his lips. I bent
down and kissed him. He kissed me too, but hard and heavy. He was
getting to the point that he was just about a spitting image of
Ricky now with his behavior! Ricky took his index finger and
carefully poked it into Ralph's navel. He wiggled it around a
little in there, and Ralph began to giggle like shit. Ralph took a
finger and rammed it up Ricky's asshole. This was the first time
Ralph had done that to Ricky.
"Like my fuckhole, doncha Ralphy?" Ricky said. "Hell yeah!" Ralph
responded.
"It's nice as hell in there..."
"Well, you can go in there anytime you want," Ricky said, "you
don't need an invitation!"
"You know Ricky, I sure do like your semen in my mouth too," Ralph
retorted.
"I know how that goes," said Ricky. "Damn, now no one is wearing
underwear anymore so I can't pop any bands!"
"This is a fabulous place," said Jeff. "Yeah, I know," said Marty.
"This is just what we needed. Hey Ricky, why haven't you called me
'semen breath' lately? I miss that..."
"Sure thing, semen breath," said Ricky. "Do you actually like
that?"
"You bet I do, especially when you say it... you know why I had
semen breath doncha Ricky?"
"Why's that?"
"Because YOU gave it to me!"
Ralph rolled up real close to my face. He raised his arm and I
could smell his stinch really good under there, strong. He got
really close to my nose and just laid there, let me breathe it. His
tool was obviously beginning to stiffen, it was stiffening slowly,
but then I began to see it actually rise. Ricky was noticing it
too. He also noticed me noticing it. "Damn," he told me. "Doncha
just love the way you see things like that just... happen in front
of your eyes?" as he started to stiffen also.
"Wha'?" said Ralph.
"Oh," I said, "we were just talkin' about your tool. We kinda saw
it.. inflate."
"Yeah, it'll do that," Ralph retorted. "I sorta ain't got much
control over that right now with you guys around."
"Well, I can't say as I blame you," I said. I touched Ralph's tool.
It was rock hard. I just took my hand and barely tried to push it
down, to the side, it wouldn't budge.
Jeff came over now and knelt in front of me, beside Ralph, bent
down over his tool and began to suck him. This was the first time I
had seen Jeff go into it with Ralph, and it wasn't long before
Ralph was shooting everywhere.
"Hah! What a show," Ricky said. "Yeah, but it's not as good as
yours," said Ralph. You give a dynamite performance."
"Thanks, bro," Ricky said, "but yours ain't so bad either!" "Fuck,
I love you," Ralph said to Ricky. "I love you too," Ricky responded
and gave him a large, deep kiss. I could tell that there were
tongues embedded in each other's mouths as this was taking place.
The kiss was long and deep and lasted almost three minutes!! Before
it was over, Ricky's dick was dribbling cum all over Ralph's body,
which was soon buried in Ralph's mouth.
Paul tried something different, he located a clothespin, clipped it
on the end of his dick, went outside on the porch, and sprayed a
stream of piss a good 20 to 30 feet out off of the porch, into the
backyard. It was LONG.
Again, Ricky came in Ralph's mouth who then proceeded to reach up
to my face and kiss me, giving me part of Ricky's load. This was
getting to be more and more commonplace, and I certainly wasn't
about to order it be stopped! I loved it!
"To hell with this idea," Ricky said soon, got up and got the
bucket we had pissed in earlier in the day, put it on the back
porch, pissed in it, and left it there. It was apparent that he was
going to keep adding to it until the bucket was full, either by him
alone, or by all of us together. "Good idea," Jeff thought, got up
and located a magic marker and some paper, wrote the words, "PISS
BUCKET" on the paper, and taped it on the railing above the bucket.
Then he added his own pee.
"Ricky," I said.
"What?"
"Do you want us to fill that up, and then just pour it all over
you?"
"Oh God, you better believe that shit, man.. ooohh.. I can't wait
either! It feels so good to be soaked in that shit!"
"I know it is."
"You know, I would love to just be in a tub of that shit, and
just.. stroke my dick until it shot off and my sperm just kind of..
well.. mixed in with it.."
"Yeah.. you know what's wild about that?" I said.
"What's that?"
"When you shot off in it, you'd never find your sperm for all the
pee!" "I know! Wild!"
"You know what I'd like?" I said.
"What?"
"I'd like to be in this sleazy as shit room, get pissed all over,
and then have everybody fuck me until I was so sore I couldn't sit
down for a week."
I had held that fantasy back too long.
"Well, that can be arranged," Jeff said.
"It can?"
"Yes! Of course it can. You'd be so full of sperm in your ass you'd
be shittin' it back out.. just ask Ricky!"
"He's right man. You'd get an assful of cream for sure!" Ricky
confirmed.
Because I opened my big mouth, they drug me out onto the porch,
pissed on me and added what was in the bucket (a good bit) onto
me.. I was soaked. Then Jeff put his dick in and fucked me. Must
have known I didn't want a lube. Then Paul, Greg, Marty, Ralph, and
.. Ricky. Yep.. one time apiece with them without any lube, and I
could tell someone had been in there.. ahh! It felt good... and I
was dribbling cum out of my asshole some as I walked. Damn I was
wet, fucked and.. a little sore!
As Jeff hosed down the porch now, Ricky grabbed at my leg as I
stood there and clung to me.. like a dog might do. It felt wild,
and I just rubbed his head. "I guess I need never worry about being
alone again," I said.
"No, you never need to worry 'bout that," Ricky said. "Old bro'
Ricky and the rest of us will be here, ready, willing, and.. aiming
our dicks at your target, ready to fire on your command!"
"Sure will!" Ralph added.
We cleaned up, went in the bedroom and listened to more tapes as we
lie on the bed, talking.
"Hey Ricky," Ralph was saying, "I am so fucking glad that you..
well, that you put your hands under my tanky. It seemed like you
knew what I needed."
"Yeah well.. I thought so anyway. I was just glad that you walked
over when you did, because well, we were going through some changes
when you did, I mean, finding out about mom and dad and all.."
"Sorry about that..."
"Well no, don't be sorry man, 'cuz there's not a damn thing you
coulda done."
"Yeah.. heh.. I know. Do you think it's better now?"
"For me or for..?"
"For everybody in your family."
"Oh, hell yeah. If dad was gay, mom sure needed to know about it. I
know I couldn't hide anything like that but hell.. I'd never marry
a fish anyway.."
"You mean that, Ricky?" I chimed in.
"Shit yeah. Women never really have done anything for me. Some of
them might be kind to you and all that shit, but I mean, get real!
I don't want big tits in MY face, or cunts or none of that junk!
An' I sure as shit don't want any baby-making-machines!"
"Jesus.. I thought I was the only one that felt that way," I said.
"Hell no! We all do," Jeff said.
"Let me ask you this, and I'll say 'no' from the beginning before I
ask," I said. "Have any of you ever.. been out with a girl before
at all?"
Everyone said "no". Everyone knew before they had horsed around and
gotten into trouble that they didn't want that and that they were
unquestionably gay; we were all just having a hard time
understanding why their dad had gone so long unnoticed and all. He
probably had been seeing other men for years; it was just the one
night that Miss Fraser had caught him.
We all went into heavy kisses and loving one another. Suddenly,
time and space had no meaning...
Ricky looked at me. "Damn man, I am in heaven now. I never knew it
could get this good."
"I didn't either," Jeff commented. I never imagined that things
could... end up like this!"
I got up and straddled Ricky as he lay on the bed, on his back. I
rubbed my hands over his belly, slowly.
"What ya want me to do, throw up?"
"No! Am I pressing too hard?"
"No silly.. I was just kidding. Damn that feels good as shit!"
"Well hell bro, you know you've got it any time you want it, now
that.. now that we can..."
"Yeahhhh... yeah I know. This is.. too much. No no no no.. it's
just right... sorry.. please Karl.. you know I like to clown
around, right?"
"Ricky, we all do, dear one."
I massaged his feet and ankles.
"Kiss his belly, Karl," Jeff urged. "He loves that..."
"Indeed I do," Ricky verified. I did too, long, slow. I worked my
way up his chest as his tool was hardening.
"Y' know, I may be hard, but.. I'm not horny. I just... seem to be
getting hard out of love, not need for stroking it.."
"Really?"
"Oh, you know it. I'll bet you know what it's like Karl," Ricky
said.
"I.. I do. I just thought you liked to play with it."
"Yeah, but not everytime, nobody does that everytime, but shit
man.. I love you and I always will."
I fell to the bed beside him and we ended up embracing and kissing.
He was sweating heavily again and I tried to get as much off his
youthful body as I could, under his arms and all over. He felt
wonderful, I felt wonderful, the best I had felt in years.
Paul got up and massaged MY ankles. "It's bad when Karl is the only
one minding the store," he said. "I need to do my fair share too.."
I was stiff from messing with Ricky, but... I too didn't exactly
feel like "doing it" just now. But still, Ricky was pre-cumming. It
seemed to be something he had no control over.
"It is," he told me. "I can't help it... it just gets up there nice
an' tall, and drools.. I kinda like it but.. not in public..
I was going to get us a P.O. Box, but in my name, not in theirs. It
would be too obvious if.. something came up, which I was sure
wouldn't now, but one could only be too careful under the
situation.
I had gotten in the habit of leaving a computer diary at home, a
small file created just to keep up with events, happenings, etc.
and it helped me keep my sanity. I even showed them all to the
others. They could really relate to my way of thinking and all..
and for the last two years we had lived right down the road from
each other and hadn't known shit about the others! Damn! Today I
made a small entry into my diary; it read:
June 20, 1988
Today we arrived in Clearwater. This seems like a great place and
it appears this is where we will be staying. Ricky never ceases to
amaze me or the others; he is so adult for his age and takes things
like a man. He is so dominant too and takes control often, it was
so noticeable on the way down here that his other brothers began
treating him more equal than they ever had; perhaps that was
partially his parents' fault. I am satisfied with this house, and I
am sure that we will continue to be.
--End of diary entry.
We walked around outside the front of the house, nude.. ahh.. so
nice. It was still going to be a few months too before cooler
weather set in. Shit it was so warm now out here in the sun that
everyone was streaming with sweat! Greg went ape; he walked over to
Ricky and began just rubbing his hands all over Ricky's body,
wetting them with the sweat which seemed to cloak Ricky's body like
a tight three-piece suit. He would take both hands and get them
wet, then smear it all over his own face, as Ricky had done many
times before.
"Want me to stop, so you can suck my cock if you want?" Ricky
suggested to Greg.
"No, no that's okay Ricky, I'm just.. getting high off your body."
"That's not hard to do," I commented.
"I know it's not," Jeff said. "Isn't it wild that we can just get
high off of being with each other and not some crazy drug or
something?"
"Sure as hell is," Paul put in. Jeff walked up behind me, drew me
near. He stuck his arms under mine and wrapped them around my body.
His stiffening dick pressed against the cheeks of my ass. He rubbed
his dick up and down between my asscheeks. "Damn Karl, you were
right. I would have given anything to be a '60's boy," he said,
lovingly. "It represented everything to me that I seem to stand
for."
"Hey Jeff, don't hog those 60's all to yourself," Ricky said. "I
get off on Cream, the Byrds, Hendrix... just like you do."
"I know ya do, and I respect that in you. Hell, I do respect you
Ricky," Jeff said.
Ricky knew it. Ricky knew that Jeff worshipped him and it did make
Ricky feel good- there were times when their parents were home then
that Jeff would have given anything to be in Ricky's shoes. Like
the times he would mow the lawn in his underwear.
We stopped, back near the house and spread some towels, we were
just going to lay in the sun a few minutes and rest some more as
the evening sun was starting to set. It was a nice yard, a nice
place. We couldn't have gotten more lucky if we had tried. We
couldn't be more relaxed now if we tried.
I had a special request.. something that I would kill to see right
now.
"Ricky?"
"What, bro?"
"Can.. can you do me a favor?"
"Sure! Anything! Name it!"
"Stand up a second, and.. thrash that waist around of yours. I just
wanna see you flap that long mean pecker of yours around."
"Sure but.. I might get a little stiff."
"Okay."
I got a nice rock nearby. Not really big but, a rock. I was going
to persuade Ricky to do something interesting to me in a minute. I
was sure he would follow through.
He stood up now, thrashing that waist around like crazy, that tool
flapping and those balls slapped against the base of his ass with
slapping sounds... he was thrashing for all he was worth, back and
forth. He knew how to do it. I got close, real close as his tool
was already starting to stiffen a little. Damn- I could feel the
wind as his cock flashed about six inches from my face every time
it would pass. He was loving the shit out of what he was doing and
was also turning himself on; everyone was watching him. He was
really turning me on, that young body, that beautiful cock.. just
bouncing around without a care in the world. Soon he was red-faced
and had to quit.
I gave him the rock, instructed him to lay beside me and beat that
tool on the rock just as he had on the fireplace stones earlier; I
wanted him to drive some of that cum out of there and let it just
fly onto my body as I lay there. He gladly did as he was told, hot
and bothered now. His meat was hard, his face was red, and he was
as horny as ever. Ralph stuck his dick up Ricky's butt.
Ricky began to bang that cock onto that rock, hard, long. "God that
feels good ..." he moaned, and soon was sending streams and spurts
of cum my way from the motion of his dick. It started with just
little splatters; soon it became long and thick. It wasn't long
that he had my lower torso wet. Then he aimed it further up my
body. Finally he dropped the rock, Ralph removed his dick and Ricky
rolled over onto me, embracing me, allowing his pre-cum to just
drool out onto me as he kissed me, tightly. Damn there was no
16-year-old on Earth with this much passion, this much emotion. We
went deep within each other's mouths, loving it. He raised up, cum
was just rolling out of his dick. You would think the bastard was
really cumming.. but it was just that intense, our love, everyone's
love here.
Martin Ray Fraser was intensely investigating Ricky's actions as
Ralph was trying to head him off at the pass; Ralph wanted a piece
of Marty and even Marty's cock was drooling a little. Marty gave it
to Ralph, who sucked it dry, licked the head of that cock until it
gleamed in the sunlight. Carressed Marty's balls until they drew so
tight next to his body that he couldn't stand it.
"Marty," Ralph said, "I want your balls as close to my body as they
are to yours." Marty wedged closer to Ralph and moved his cock out
of the way; their balls were touching. Marty took his balls and
Ralph's balls and rubbed them together in his hand, which felt good
to say the least. There was an intense love here, and it was never
going to die.
"Ralph, suck my weenie some more," Marty said.
"Sure Marty. I want your hot load."
"Well, you've got it man. It's waiting for you."
And Ralph sucked him off. It didn't take long.
I let Ricky fuck me now, now that he was all steamed up. "Karl, I
just can't take it anymore..."
"Well you know what I want you to do?"
"What?"
"I want to you literally fuck my brains out."
"That's not hard to do."
"Yeah but.. use your whole cock. I wanna feel it."
"No sweat! I'd love to!"
Ahhhhh.. he was in there. This time he.. had coated his tool with
ChapStick, of all things. Cherry ChapStick. It felt good. I swear
it took him all of thirty seconds to cum, and he WAS using that
whole rod. He wasn't afraid to, anymore. He felt sooo good in there
too. Now I remembered just how long and lean he had felt in my bed
in Smyrna, all those miles ago. Nothing was lost; everything was
gained by moving down here. All we had literally done was put some
pavement behind us, and while we could tell it, we knew tomorrow we
would all feel like new people.
We all made deep, passionate love, lay in the sun a little longer,
making sure our dicks got a fair share of the sun. Then we went to
clean up.
Jeff and I prepared supper- I wasn't aware that Jeff was so good in
the kitchen. He informed me that he was an ace in Home Economics
and came in at the top of his class. We had enough in the pantry to
probably even stretch beyond tomorrow, but we still had some
essentials that we.. wanted to add so we would make an honest
effort to go. Our supper consisted of macaroni and cheese, hot
dogs, potato chips, all the Coke we wanted.. and beer for those
that wanted it. Ricky liked the taste of beer but.. he wasn't
addicted, hell, none of us were! Shit, who would object to a little
every now and then? Still, it was a marvelous supper and we were
all full when we got up.
At "home," Ricky had never given the first shit about going to the
grocery store or the shopping mall with his mother. Yet, he
admitted that if -I- went ANYWHERE, now he wanted to be with me.
Even if it were the grocery store. It was just what I wanted, but I
felt that now, everywhere I went, I would have this cute little
puppy following me everywhere. Actually, six cute little puppies.
But Ricky.. somehow he couldn't let me out of his sight! I mean, I
walk around outside the house to check the plumbing where it goes
into the ground.. three minutes later I hear this, "Where's Karl,
Jeff?".. Jeff tells him, and... less than thirty seconds later,
Ricky is shadowing me, watching my every move. Some people might
get pissed, but... not I. I think if I had told him I were, he
would leave well enough alone. But still, our thinking was so much
on the same wavelength that.. it really didn't matter.
Something the others didn't see that I was suddenly eyeing, as the
last item I pulled of my own from the van was- a set of golf clubs.
"You... you play golf?" Ricky stuttered. "When I feel like it," I
said. "God knows I probably won't feel like it right away, but.. I
sure as shit didn't want to leave these babies behind..."
"I know that's right," Marty said, pulling out his set of Ben
Hogans. SHIT! NOOOO! This is going too far!
Why was it everything I pulled out of that van so far, they had
reached into their magic hat and stunned the hell out of me?
"Darby Hills Country Club, Windy Hill Road," Marty said.
"Me too. Never saw you on the course."
"Wasn't, much. I caddied over the last summer. Didn't make a lot.
Saw some cute guys with what had to be big... dicks."
"I heard that."
We put our golf bags in the tool shed. It was a nice tool shed;
there was enough room in there for about four people to "do it"
with plenty of fuckspace; but then that showed how dirty my mind
really was. There was actually room in there now with all the
equipment to place a cot (maybe that's why there was a cot already
in there)..
It was getting a little dark so we went back into the house now and
all just went straight for the bed- no point in showering again or
anything. Now that we were STARTING to feel a little settled, I
thought there might be all kinds of shit discussed over this rest
tonight, between the time we hit the pillows until we went on our
merry ways in dreamland. I couldn't have been more right.
Now that we were here, this would probably be the best night we had
spent together, yet. All the nights of doing without motel rooms
had met their match. Ricky turned on his box low, to provide quiet
tones in the atmosphere. It was a good night, we had the windows
open, and the night sky was starting to suggest a few
thunderclouds.
Our bucket of piss had again been reinstated and was placed in the
bathroom. We were all eager to see just how long it took us to
"fill it to the rim with Brim," but we knew the way we pissed it
wouldn't take long...not with seven people! I knew personally that
I pissed enough every morning to fill a nice sized tumbler..
Now, laying on the bed, we all began to talk.
"Are we all nice and comfy?" I started.
"HELL YEAH," everyone resounded loudly, which seemed to vibrate the
whole bed.
"What did you say? I couldn't quite hear that..."
"HELL YEAH!!!!"
"That's better."
"You guys.. never had any pets did you?"
"No," Jeff said. "We really didn't want it."
"Oh.. good," I said. "Why you ask," Jeff said.
"Just out of curiousity. Didn't know if you had ever had any dogs
or cats or whatnot..."
"Now, dad use to have a dog," Ricky said, "but he sold it because
mom was allergic to the damn things."
"Oh yeah... I forgot," Jeff said. "We.. never really have been into
loving animals."
"Does that go deeper than it sounds?" I asked.
"Uh.. I think I know what you mean, Karl.. I really do. No, if
you're talking, bestiality...?"
"Hot damn! Give.. give this man a raise!"
"Were you ever into that, Karl?"
"No way man.. I've heard of people doing it, but.. I couldn't screw
a pooch.." Everyone laughed.
"We couldn't either," Ricky assured me. "I'll screw the shit outta
a guy, but not a dog! How can a dog get someone horny?"
"Well, my guess is that it doesn't, they just use his ass as a
fuckhole.. and from what I can imagine, the dog probably isn't very
receptive!" Greg added.
"Try gettin' a hold of a pit bull!" Jeff said. "That's not even
funny... dunno why I said that.."
"Y' ever seen a dog's penis?" Ralph said. Ralph was getting more
and more into this crowd everyday...
"Ralph?!" Ricky said, as if to suggest "that's absurd!"
"Well, haveya? Some of those things are big as shit! I saw one once
on the street when the sucker pissed on a lamppost!"
"Did he piss on ya?" said Ricky.
"No! I don't want doggie pee..."
"Just joshing, Ralph.. don't get your undies in a tangle.."
"What undies? I don't wear undies!"
"Well... the undies that you don't wear!"
Paul got up to go use the piss bucket. Damn, you could hear it slap
that plastic. Jeff, Marty and Ricky got up and all pissed in it at
the same time; I was right behind them. It sounded like a fucking
waterfall going into it there was so much pee!
We all went back to the bed; the storms were drawing closer and we
could see lightning in the distance as it added a little light to
the room, above the nightlight which cast it's glow over our faces.
Damn the nights when I was a kid that I drempt of having this many
people in bed; any one of them would have easily sufficed, but to
have them ALL..
Damn, Ricky started up again.
"Then there was the night I was peeping on a neighbor."
"Who? Who?" Jeff said.
"Gary.. Gary Woodrow."
"Ahh..."
Gary Woodrow was Ricky's age. They had a few classes together, but
Ricky was sure Gary was a fish lover.
"I watched him late one night, after everyone in my house was
asleep. Jeff, you knew I could successfully get out that bedroom
window..."
"Yeah.. yeah I did but I never knew you did it, you lucky guy.
Was.. was this the only time you went out?"
"No, no it wasn't. But this night.. I saw some skin.. and more than
just a little," Ricky continued.
"Gary was really tan too. Good looking guy, I'd see him a lot in
the halls talking to this one girl, Jennifer. Anyway I never saw
that, I mean, I pretended I didn't just for my sake. He was in his
summer clothes, a yellowish tank top, black shorts, and he was
ready to go to bed, right?"
"Right.."
"Well, he literally RIPS off that tank top, and I could see those
nipples towering.. knew he was probably horny.. loses those shorts,
took them off with one hand, which he had grabbed at the crotch..."
"Shit!"
"Yeah, this is for real, man! Never told you because.. I didn't
want mom to find out I had an escape route.."
"Yeah... yeah.."
"Yeah. Took those shorts and just left them on the floor. Wore
jockey underwear, and he was a little plump, man that tan plump...
mmmm.. looked good as shit.. you know, with that underwear around
it? Yeah... his stomach was tan and well, it looked good for a
plump stomach.."
"Wild!"
"More than wild, a fucking dream! Slapped that stomach a few times,
and.. vibrated his underwear off, just like I did my Jams back at
the house. No shit, stood there maybe five minutes intensely
shaking and obviously loving it... worked himself a hardon... let
his jockeys fall to the floor. And then.. his dick..."
"Big?"
"Not real big, but.. thick! Round!"
"A real butt plug?"
"Yeah.. big slit too. He got some picture of some fish and started
looking at it, began stroking his meat on the edge of his bed, full
view of me."
"Never saw you?"
"Couldn't! I was in the dark; he had a light on. May as well have
had a one-way mirror up."
"Nice balls. Hairy as all shit, too. Soon he was firing at the
wall, some hit the window in front of me.. it was a nice sized
load.. he got up, cut off the light, went to sleep."
"Awesome!" Jeff said.
"Indeed it was," Ricky said.
Ricky never ceased to amaze everyone in this family. This story had
already caused half of us to jism and the other half were about to.
"Damn Ricky, I have to admit that was a good one," I said.
"Yeah well, when I was at home I got around. I had to, my parents
stayed under my skin all the time."
I eased out of the bed.. I wanted to try something just for the
hell of it. I went over to our pile of shorts, sifted through them
and located Ricky's. Put them on; they fit! Damn.. just as I had
suspected... Richard had them large on purpose... so his peter
could be quickly within sight at will.
"That's why it was so easy for me to "slip out" of them at home..
remember?"
"Yeah I remember..."
"Do ya want me to give you another show like that? I will, ya
know..."
"Yeahhhhh," I said, gayly. He walked over and took them from me.
They weren't THAT loose on him, but they certainly weren't tight. I
got back on the bed; he stood beside me on the floor. Hell, I
wanted to be close, I couldn't take it so I had him back up, I
knelt in front of him, he began vibrating those hips like he was
fucking the shit out of somebody. Five-six-seven times and they
were down to almost dick level and you could see that crotch hair..
nine-ten-eleven-twelve.. fifteen.. over that hardening dick.. drew
his legs closer together and wiggled them like noodles.. and the
Jams were on the floor after fifteen fucks and he walked away from
them, cramming his cock in my mouth. "Quick, huh? Now let me do it
to Ralphy's shorts, and I better hit the sack.." He did, and he was
out of them just about as quick. Ralph's were a little tighter, but
once he was over his dick, he was homebound.
He spent the rest of the night, until he finally passed out,
rubbing his young hands tenderly over my chest, including my
nipples. Jeff joined him at rubbing me, and Ralph rubbed me "below
the belt." But none of them rubbed me the wrong way.
I wasn't totally satisfied JUST yet... Iwas personally curious
about something and slowly got out of bed. Only Jeff was stirring.
"Whatcha doing?" he whispered.
"Just... checkin' something right quick."
I walked over to Ricky's shorts, felt of them around the.. yeah.
They were wet. He had creamed in there.. hot damn. What was this
kid's magic formula? I wanted the recipe! There was actually enough
in there to wipe on my hand.. Jeff saw what I was doing. "Ohhh..
cool. Yeah.. Ricky will do that. Lately, anything at home of
Ricky's that I would touch would.. have cum on it, either dry or..
sticky. Gets me horny quick."
I eased back over to the bed. I was going to go on a bedside
fact-finding mission. I lay on the bed right at Ricky's dick level
and watched his slit intently. If even a drop came out of there
tonight, I would know.. about it.. yes, there he went for
Chrissake! Already.. a drop was forming and.. for a few seconds
there was a pulse and some came out onto the bed sheets. Almost
like a fine trickle of pee. There...again! Shit.. what was going on
inside his head? Was Ralph molesting him again? God was he
grinning!
I was able to lay there and watch him for about thirty minutes.
Everyone else was asleep- I reached over and put my hand on the
spot where he was.. shooting a bit still.. and it was wet,
definitely wet.. wet enough to coat my chest.. and I wiped it on my
chest. Sticky, gooey and I was hot. Just then Ricky reached down
for his dick, even in his sleep. He caught himself, woke up and as
he was too tired, went back to sleep.
Somehow I woke up at about 5:15.. I looked at my watch. I must have
been sleeping lightly for some reason. Something told me to check
the area under Ricky's dick again- he had NOT turned over or
anything and so.. well.. the area was damn SOAKED... and the
expression currently on his face was NOT mistakable.
Morning came. It seemed like it took me forever to fall asleep, as
it did the first night I was with this family. This was one long
night, but Jeff shared in my insomnia, just a little. It was after
eight and we all awoke just about all together; one stirring
usually awoke the rest. "What were you dreaming about last night,"
I coaxed Ricky.
"Well, would you believe, one long love affair with Ralph?? As in
like, kiss after kiss? It was so intense..."
"... that you creamed and creamed the bedsheets," I finished.
"I did?"
"You bet your ass... it was wicked as shit!"
"Hot damn! No wonder I.. woke up and reached for my hot little
peter..." "I saw that. That was really wild."
We all went and pissed in the bucket, taking turns.. yep, we had
it... about a third full as we all finished totally "draining our
weiners." Hot damn, it wouldn't take much more of this.
I produced a second five-gallon bucket.
"What's that for?" Ricky questioned.
"Well, what we might try is this.. I have a couple more of these
too.. lets.. piss in these till they're all full. Then we.. stop up
the drain in the tub, pour it all over some lucky bastard.
Hopefully it will be at least close to filling the tub. And... this
will free up the tub for regular showers until we.. have enough to
do what we want!"
"Hot shit! That's a good idea," Ricky aggreed.
So did everyone else. Once it was in there, we'd leave it for like
a day or so so everyone would get a chance to.. do whatever they
wanted. What a vision.. and we all shared it.
We all went into the living room. "Karl, I'll be more than willing
to help if you wanna like, totally finish unloading the van today,"
Ricky commented.
"Hell, I know we all will," Marty added, feeling Ricky's stiffening
prick.
"Sure!" I said. "All I have left is that stereo equipment. It'll be
quick and easy."
"That's not all that's quick and easy," Jeff commented. "What's
that supposed to mean?" asked Ricky. "Your.. cum shots are about
the quickest and easiest things I've seen you do," Jeff joked. But
the context of what he said was very serious.
I slipped off into the bedroom and walked out carrying the
underwear that Ricky had had so cum-coated in the past.
"Hot damn," he told me, "do you know now that I think about it,
that was actually the last pair of underwear I ever wore?"
"Naah, I didn't know that," I said, feeling the rough fabric, rough
from all the shots. "I swear dude," he said, "now that I don't wear
underwear, I cum in bigger shots 'cuz there's nothing to cut off
the circulation..."
Upon feeling this fabric, it seemed to me that there was no way in
hell that the fabric could absorb any more cum.
I asked Ricky if he had any idea how many loads he had shot into
that pair, to which he replied, "Oh, seventy or eighty big loads. I
never really thought that I could add any more, it's so hard it
probably would fall apart if you.. did much else to it. Still, I
might.. eventually try adding more to it."
This was causing us all to stiffen. Ralph cracked up, "can I add
some more to it, too?"
"Of course you can!" Ricky said. "Anybody else?"
"Well, it kinda might be neat Ricky," Paul said, "if you were the
oldest one to do anything to them. It.. might have an impact on us
when we handle it, or something."
"Yeah.... sure dude.."
Ricky put the underwear on. He was going to pre-cum in them.
"Ricky, duuude," I said.
"Yeah man, what's up cat?"
"Come here man, I wanna see something," I said, purringly.
"What's that?" he whined, approaching.
"Let that underwear down just a minute, I wanna see something.."
I was getting more horny all the time. Soon I would have to be
fucked, I could tell it.
Ricky dropped his drawers and I took his hard shaft and pointed it
straight up. It fell about an inch above his navel.
"Wild," I said, "just wanted to see where that.. thang came to on
you.."
"Yeah," he remarked, "I like to do that too.. Ralphy's comes right
under his belly button... gets me horny too to see how far up a
dude can get his dick.." I told him to pull his underwear back up-
he had already started to erupt a little cum onto my hand. I
promptly licked it off. He did, and while Jeff and I fixed a nice
hot breakfast, I think Ricky wanted to see just how much more cum
he could put in there. "See Karl," he said, demonstrating that he
could easily stick most of the head of his dick out the elastic of
the underwear.. and without lowering it at all!
He fixed it now so that it was straight out in front, you could see
the piss slit and the head very well because of the enormous size.
It also really caused his elastic legs to protrude outward. As we
were just about through preparing the food, I let Jeff finish up
and I walked over to Ricky, put my hands on his shoulders, rubbed
his body slowly, really slowly. Rubbed his back just as slow, going
over every inch of it. I had really caused some action in the
genital department; he was really emitting some semen now, smiling,
grinning at me. We kissed, hugged. Got the front so soaked now it
was running down his leg. He caught it and rubbed it into his
underwear. I kissed everyone else, we were all very horny but.. we
put everything on hold until we had a nice meal.
Paul kept looking next to him at Ricky just about every time he
took a bite of food. "What is it?" Ricky said.
"I was just noticing," Paul said as he put his finger on Ricky's
tit, "how cute your little titties are, Ricky! Damn!"
"Ewww!" said Ricky, as I could tell he was holding his breath. He
looked like a baby trying to hold back a shit before it could get
to a bathroom.
About that time, I heard something that sounded like pee hit the
floor.
"What was that?" I asked.
"That was.. sperm," Ricky said. "My underwear is soaked and I am so
hot I could scream..."
"Please do scream," I invited. He screamed low, rather like
yelping.. you could tell his pubic period was over because there
weren't any high notes.
Ralph, who was sitting to his right, began rubbing his leg under
the table as Ricky munched on bacon. Splat! There was another
squirt on the floor. Ricky got up, slipped off the underwear which
WAS soaked, and laid it over his dick, so he could start wetting
the backside now. This was probably as much as he had creamed in
the van on the way over. Maybe more.
I bent down, rubbed my hand across the floor. Semen. Yeah.. Ricky's
semen. All the way across the floor. And he hadn't even been
playing with it. We were finishing up now, I think we were all
about so horny we couldn't stand it. We rinsed off our dishes and
put them in the automatic dishwasher.
"Okay, Karl," Ricky said before I even said a word, "you can feel
my underwear if ya want." God did I ever. It was soaked as I knew
it would be. I just felt with a finger because we all wanted it to
dry and get hard again; there were some big globs of cum in there.
"Karl?"
"Huh?"
"Want me to uh.. fuck the living shit out of you?" Ricky asked.
"Only if you'll fuck Ralph next."
"Hell, I could fuck all six of your asses in a row!"
"Do it!" Jeff persuaded.
And he started in on me. Did it ever feel good. He fucked me dry,
he wanted to start off that way, at least with me. I felt the
little sticky of his pre-cum, I could also feel his balls as they
pressed against the cheeks of my ass.
Damn.. it was good.
When he came, he exploded shot after shot in my ass, and as before,
pulled out still shooting. I took his rod in my hand and stroked
every possible shot out of it.. his ballsack was soaked, and so was
he. He kissed and hugged me tightly several minutes, then moved on
to Ralph.
He certainly gave Ralph equal time and treatment. When Ricky got
through, Ralph wanted Ricky to piss a little up his ass, he had
never had it pissed up and wanted to see how it felt. Hell, Ricky
had some pee left from the morning and gave him a little. "Feels
real good," Ralph said, but soon found himself wanting to go shit
it out. We all went to watch. What a show!
Jeff was next, and he alternated oldest then youngest until he got
to Greg. He was still going just as strong when he got to Greg as
he was when he started with me. All those sperm shots and I seemed
to feel that he probably still had more in his body than I did
right now.
Ricky was all sweaty and dirty now, but we all kissed and hugged
him, he smelled so good. We showered and Ricky washed his hair;
Jeff got some things and cut Ricky's hair like his own- long as
hell in back and short, sort of in bangs at the front. Damn Jeff..
you could make some money that way.