Date: Tue, 9 Jul 2002 19:05:39 -0700
From: mjac4@sunset.net
Subject: Arren, Tony and Isaac     Chapter 12 (Young Friends)

Arren, Tony and Isaac

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Part 1

Chapter 12 -- As Time Goes Good-Bye's

The temperature was on the rise, and that meant that Tony and I would be
naked most of the summer.  Last year, we had some pretty nice tans on our
butts, and we wanted to keep it that way.  When school let out for the
summer, Tony and I were doing just about everything together.  For the rest
of June, there wasn't a single day that we didn't spend together.  He was
either at my house or I was at his.  We swam in the creek, naked of course,
but most of the time we were in the pool at my house.  Our parent's were
happy that we were okay and having such a great time together.  Karen was
at Stacy's house more then she was here.  I think it was because of what
happen at my birthday party.  I never told anyone about what happen, and I
don't think Stacy said anything either.  I think if she did, Karen would
have said something to me.  That is, if she told Karen at all.

I really don't think that Karen is all that happy anyway, now that she and
Stacy graduated from High School this year.  I keep getting this strange
impression from her that she's not going to college in the fall.  Mom and
dad want her to, but I don't think she really wants to, because Stacy and a
few other of her friend's won't be joining her.  From what I heard, Stacy
is trying to get a job, down in Sacramento.  I think that her aunt is a
secretary or something like that, so she may be moving down there.  If
Karen does go to college, it will be the one up north of here, in the city
that Tony's dad works, and the one I saw Calvin in last Christmas.

We also had a small party for Tony when he turned fourteen, on Thursday,
June 23, 1988.  But we all did wait for Tony's dad to come home from work
first, before we had any cake and ice cream.  And just like he did for me
on my birthday, I did for him.  I let him do whatever he wanted to me for
his present.  He wanted anal sex, so I let him have me the way he liked it.
He likes me to lay on my stomach, so that he can enter me from the top.  He
says that this is the way he likes it, so I let him do it that way.  He
also likes to keep sucking me after I cum, so I let him do that too.  It
was hard to let him keep doing it, but I just shoved a pillow in my mouth
while he did it, and bit down hard.  I came two times that night while he
did that to me.  Oh man my poor penis.

Ronald didn't come home after his college classes ended.  He and his
roommates need to stay where they are, so that they can keep the little
house that they are renting.  Ronald told us that all of them are fine, but
need to keep working to pay the rent.  He said that he would try to make it
home for the Fourth of July, but told us not to keep our hopes up.  He may
need to work on the fourth, and may not be able to make it home.  From what
Ronald told us, he works in a pretty good size restaurant down where he is.
I just wished that he lived closer to us.  I hate the fact that he lives
over five hundred miles away.  Well, at least he has one year down, and all
he has left is three to go.  Then he'll be home for good, I hope.

Speaking of school.  It won't be long before Tony and I will be going to
high school.  I just wished that they did have that sex class thing that we
thought you would practice sex in.  But from what Ronald told me, that was
a big flop.  Besides, I already know quite a bit about sex, from Ronald's
textbooks, and from his teachings.  Well, just one more year, and we'll be
heading off to a little different world.  I'm not sure if I'm ready for it
or not.  I'm so used to the little school that I go to now, I'm not sure if
I want to go to anywhere else.

Ronald was right, and he couldn't make it home for the fourth.  The rest of
the family stayed home and we had a nice Bar-B-Q and we swam until we were
all prunes.  Then we went to the same place that we did last year for the
fireworks display.  Also, this year Tony and his parents stayed home too.
It was his grandparents that came here to visit, in their new motor home.
I made sure that I wasn't going anywhere in that thing and the subject of
the accident never came up.  I guess that sense everything turned out all
right, it would have served no purpose to keep talking about it.

Doctor Webster did stop by from time to time, but every time he did, I made
a hasty retreat.  Mom and dad got mad at me when I did, but I wasn't going
to let him touch me again, and so far, he hasn't.  I guess the old doctor
will have to torture someone else.  Mom also told me, after he last stop
by, that he was going to open his own practice in the next town up from us.
'Oh great,' I thought.  'Now he'll only be twelve miles from me.'  It
wasn't far enough as far as I was concerned.  I hear that they may need
doctors on Mars, maybe he can go there for the rest of my life.  And
besides, I think he was hatched from there anyway.

As the middle of July approach, Karen told mom and dad that she was going
to go college in the fall with a few others of her friends from high
school.  Stacy wasn't going, and from what I heard.  She was leaving in a
week or so to move in with her aunt.  Karen said that she was happy for
her, but I could see that she was quiet a bit heart broken about it.  I was
just wondering if Stacy was leaving because of what she tried to do to me.
I thought I'd better talk to Stacy and find out, but I would have to go to
her house, because she hasn't been by all that much.  The possibility to
talk to her came the following day.

Tony was at his house, and told me over the radio, that he would be over in
about three hours.  His mom needed his help with a few things.  This gave
me the opportunity to talk to Stacy, and besides, mom and Karen were in the
next town up, doing a little shopping.  I hurried over to Stacy house and
knocked on the door; Stacy answered.

"Arren," she said, with surprise.

"I just needed to talk to you for a few minutes," I said.  "Is this a good
time?"

"Sure, come in," she said, gesturing me in with her hand.

We went into the living room and sat on the sofa.  "I just came here to
asked you, if you are leaving because of me."

"No," she said, looking at me with a puzzled expression.  "Why do you think
that?  Was it because of what happen at your party?"

"Yes," I said.  "I know that you haven't been by all that much, because of
it, but Karen would really miss you, and I would miss you too."

"Look Arren," she said, smiling a little.  "I do feel bad about what I did,
but I'm not leaving because of it.  My aunt is giving me the opportunity to
go to work for her.  She has her business offices down in Sacramento, and I
do want to be a secretary, and this will give me more experience."

"So you're not leaving because of me?"  I asked.

"No Arren, I'm not," she said, laughing a little.

"I'm glad about that," I said.  "But I'm sure Karen will still like you to
go to college with her in the fall."

"I know she does, but I can't afford it right now," she said.  "Maybe after
a year or two, then I can go to college."

"Oh, okay," I said.  "I'm sure if you tell Karen this, she'll understand."

"She already knows," She said, then she got a serious look on her face.
"Arren, can I ask you something about what I did to you at your party?"

"Sure, I guess," I answered, with a little concern.

"Why didn't you want me to do that to you?"  She asked, and she didn't take
her eyes off of me.

"I don't know," I said.  "I guess I wasn't ready for what you were trying
to do."

"All I really wanted to do was give you a lot of pleasure," she said.  "But
you really didn't like it, did you?"

This situation was getting a little uncomfortable, and I wasn't sure if I
wanted her to know about Tony and me.  "Well... yeah, I liked it, but I
wasn't prepared for it," I said to her.  "Now if you would have asked me,
then I might have let you, maybe."

"What do you mean, maybe?"  She asked, like she was onto something.

'Oh, whatever, just tell her the truth, and get it over with,' I thought to
myself.  "Well... you see... I just..." I started to say, but she finished.

"Your gay, aren't you?"  She asked.

"Yes," I said, in a low voice, and not looking at her.

"So this is why you and Tony are always together, isn't it?"  She asked.
"You and Tony are a couple, aren't you?"

"Yes," I said, still not looking at her.

"Look Arren," she said, in a happy tone.  "I think that's great, and I
think that you and Tony are the cutest boys that I've have ever seen.  But
I think that you are absolutely the most adorable looking boy that I have
ever set my eyes on.  And that day, at your party, I just had to try it
with you, and I hoped that you would have let me."

"I liked what you were doing, but I was just a little uncomfortable about
it," I said.  "I think I would like to try a girl, someday, but I don't
know."

"How about now?"  She asked.

"How about now, what?"  I asked.

"How would you like to see if you would like sex with a girl?"  She asked,
giving me a big smile.

"I don't know," I said.  "I've never had sex with a girl before."  I was
starting to feel weird inside.

Stacy had a look of desire in her eyes, and then put her hand on my
shoulder.  "Please Arren, let me do this for you," she said, almost
begging.  "If you knew just how much I love seeing you naked.  You wouldn't
say no to this, please Arren, let me show you how good it could be."

"I don't know Stacy," I said, a little nervous.

"Look Arren," she said.  "Let me show you how to start, and if you don't
like it, then we can stop.  What do you think about that?"

"Well..." I started to say, but Stacy leaned in and kissed me.  She was
very gentle, not like the last time.  She was also very soft, and she does
smell good.

"Come on Arren," she said.

Stacy took me by the hand and led me to her bedroom.  She didn't even close
the door, because both her parents were gone, and I didn't know when they
would be back.  Stacy didn't seem to be concern about this, and she
continued to lead the way.  Then she sat me on her twin bed, and then she
started to take off all of her clothes.  Stacy is a very pretty girl, and I
mean that.  I think that my penis thinks that she is pretty too, it was
starting to get a little hard.  The only thing that was making me feel
uncomfortable was all of the weird things in this room.  There were just
too many things in the room, that were just, well, a little to girly for
me.  Now my penis wasn't as hard as it was a minute ago.

Stacy was naked now, and she joined me on the bed.  She was starting to
touch my face, and was kissing me on the lips.  She asked me if I wanted to
touch her breasts, but I just couldn't, I was too nervous.  Then she
started to take off my T-shirt, and was running her fingers all over my
chest and neck.  This being the middle of summer, the only things I was
wearing, were the T-shirt, shorts and sandals, no underwear.  Next she was
undoing the tie string to my shorts, and was fondling around my penis and
testicles.  She asked me to stand just a little, and when I did, she had me
naked in no time.  She was playing with my penis, trying to get me hard,
but she wasn't having all that much luck.  I was just too nervous.  She
told me to lie down on the bed, so I did.  Then she was on top of me,
kissing my face, neck, chest and then belly button.  She was making me feel
good, but I just couldn't seem to get into it.

"Stacy," I said.  "I just don't know about this."

"I know the first time, is the most difficult," she said, after she stopped
kissing around my belly button.  "But, please Arren.  Let me have sex with
you.  I've never had sex with an uncut boy before, and I heard that the
foreskin feel great inside of a girl."

"Why didn't you asked Ronald to have sex with you?"  I asked.  "He's also
uncut like I am."

"I was considering it," she said.  "But his penis is just to big, and I
didn't want him to hurt me."

"I thought that a girl could take a penis that big," I said.  "Aren't
baby's bigger then a penis when they come out?"

"Yes," she said.  "But some penises are just to big at first.  You need
time to get used to them."

"Isn't my penis to big?" I asked.  "I'm almost six and a half inches long
when I'm hard."

"No," she said.  "Your penis is just right.  It's not to big around, and
not to long, it's just right."

While Stacy was telling me all of this, she was playing with my penis, and
I was now fully erect.  She kept sliding the skin up and down, over the
head of my penis.  I think she liked the way that the skin would cover the
head when she did that, she couldn't take her eyes off of my penis.  She
then took her other hand, and started to massage my testicles.  She was
doing a great job at making me feel good, and I was relaxing a little more.
I started to feel her breasts, and I could tell that she like it, well I
think she did.  I couldn't believe how soft she was, and how firm her
breasts felt.  Now my penis was throbbing, and I could tell that she was
waiting for it to do this.

Stacy got up and position her vagina right over my penis.  Then she held my
penis at the base and pointed it right at her, and then she slowly lowered
herself onto me.  I watched as my penis, disappeared into her.  It went in
easily, and it felt warm, wet and slippery, and nice and firm.  I could
almost swear that once she had all of me in her.  Her vagina tightened down
on my penis a little more.  It felt really good, and she seemed to like it
too.  Then she leaned over, and kissed me right on the lips, passionately.
Then she started to masturbate me with her vagina.  She was doing a
fantastic job of it, and I really liked it too.  About two minutes of this,
and she started to get this really pleasured look on her face, and then she
made this low moaning sound.  I could tell that she was having an orgasm,
she was just out of this world.  I could tell that I was getting very close
myself.  I was just about there, and then she started to go a little
faster.  That was all it took, I squirted every thing that my testicles
could make, and pumped it right into her vagina.  I know that she felt it
when I launched my surface-to air-missile into her, and all she did was
give me a big smile and then she kissed me again.  I'm surprised that I
didn't blow her off of me when I came.

"Oh man Arren," she said.  "Your dick feels so good in me.  I could stay
like this all day."

Stacy just sat there on top of me, with my still steaming hard penis in
her.  Sense I was laying on my back looking at her, she was touching every
inch of me as much as she could.  I was thinking that she would like it if
I touched her too, so I just started to touch her anywhere I could reach.
She leaned over so that her firm breasts were just about in my face, so I
licked on the tips.  She just gasped, and then gave me a big smile, and
then she kissed me again, very passionately.

"Arren," she said, and then smiled.

"Yeah," I said.

"Please don't get upset with me, for what I'm about to say," she said, and
then she gently kissed me again.

"What are you going to say?"  I asked.

"I'm... well I'm..." she started, but then she stopped.

"What is it you want to say?"  I asked.

She looked at me a little different and then said.  "I want to do this
again, but this time I want you to be on the top.  Will you do it again
with me?"

I could tell that wasn't really what she wanted to say to me, but for some
reason she change her mind, and said something else.  I decided to just let
her tell me in her own time.  "Sure, I guess, if you want me to," I said.

She gently got off of me, and when she did, my penis was cover with some
really slimy looking stuff.  I thought it was semen, maybe it was, but I
don't know.  Then she had me stand so that she could lie on her back.  When
she did, she spread her legs wide, and I could see the hole that I was
going to enter, again my penis was throbbing.  She told me to get on top of
her and then I got close enough to her, she grabbed for my penis so she
could guide it to her vagina so that I could enter her easily.  When the
tip of my penis touched her vagina, I made a quick thrust, and buried my
penis deep inside of her.  I pushed my penis in her as far as it could go.
I could feel her vagina squeezing my penis, and I knew if I stayed like
this for long, I was going to squirt again.  She almost begged me to make
love to her, so I started to move my hips back and forth.  But, because I
have already ejaculated a few minutes before, I knew that I could hold off
a little longer this time.

"Oh yes Arren," she said.  "You're doing it just so fantastic, keep going,
please."

I was really getting into this.  Ever time I pulled back; I'd then push my
penis in as far as I could go.  After about two or three minutes of this,
Stacy had another orgasm.  This caused her vagina to squeeze on my penis,
sending me over the edge.  Again, I pumped everything that I had into her,
and when I was done, I just laid on top of her, totally exhausted.  My
penis was still inside of her, but it was starting to get a little soft.

"Arren you were the best lover that I have ever had," she said.

"You had others?"  I asked, rolling off of her and laying next to her.
When my penis came out of her, it was all wet from what we just did.

"Yes," she said.  "I had two other boys, but both were circumcised, and
they didn't hold off as long as you did.  Every time they entered me, they
would cum, and then pull out."

"How come they would cum so fast?"  I asked.

"I don't know," she said.  "I think they were just to excited, so they just
popped off."

"Why do you think that I lasted longer then them?"  I asked.

"I don't know Arren," she said.  "Maybe it's because we've known each other
for so many years.  Or maybe it's because you're gay, I just don't have the
answers."

"I don't know either," I said, and then I cuddled into her.  She hugged me
back, and then she started tracing my ear with her fingers.

"Arren," she said, in a quite voice.

"Yeah," I said, and had my eyes closed.

"I would like to tell you something," she said.

"What is it?"  I asked, still I had my eyes closed, and I could feel sleep
coming on.

"I just wanted to say..." she started.  "I'm..."

"What," I said, opening my eyes.

She looked at me, took in a deep breath, let it out, and then said it.
"Arren, I'm in love with you.  I've been in love with you ever sense Karen
and I saw you and Tony having that pillow fight."

"Wow," that was all I could say.

"I know that you can't ever love me like I love you," she said.  "But if
I'd didn't say it, I would have always regretted it.  So Arren Porter, I
Stacy Wilson, am, head over heels, in love with YOU."  Then she kissed me
again, and this time, she kissed me like there was no tomorrow.

"I don't know what to say to you," I said, as soon as she let me come up
for air.

"Arren," she said.  "I don't think that you know just what you do to me,
every time I look at your beautiful smiling face.  I don't even think you
realize just how beautiful you really are.  My heart jumps every time I
think about you.  And when I look at your gorgeous body, I just melt
inside.  Your beautiful brown eyes, that wavy brown hair you have.  You're
perfect smile, and those strait white teeth.  You are the most kind and
generous person that I have ever met.  You have a heart of the purest gold,
and I wish that you weren't gay, so that I could have you all to myself."
Tears were falling from her eyes, and I could tell that she meant every
word of it.  "Arren, when you were in that accident, I almost died myself.
And if you did die, I swear, with god as my witness, I would have killed
myself to be with you."  Now she was sobbing even more, and I was too.  "I
just wish that we could be together, for the rest of our lives, raise a
family, and grow old together.  But, I know now that would be impossible.
You could never love me, like I love you.  You would always be unhappy, and
always be looking someplace else."

She wiped the tears from my face with her soft fingers, and kissed me
again.  "I do love you Stacy," I said, still crying a little.  "But you are
right, I love being with Tony, and I know that he loves being with me.
Theirs just something that I need from him right now, that I just don't
think that you could ever fill."

"I know Arren," she said, still a little choked up.  "This is why I'm
telling you this.  This is why I'm not asking you to give up your life, to
make me happy.  I know that if I did asked, and if by chance you did marry
me, you would never really be happy.  Oh, you might put on a brave face,
for me and maybe the kids, if we had any, but I would always know that you
would not be happy inside.  And as far as I'm concerned, being happy is all
I want for you Arren."

All I could think about doing was just hugging her, so I did.  She is just
so soft that I just loved it as much as I love holding onto Tony.  She was
hugging me back, and making me feel so good, that soon we were both asleep.
I woke up about an hour later, and Stacy was still sleeping.  I tried to
get up as quietly as possible without waking her, but she woke.  She smiled
and knew that it was time for me to leave.  Then she gently kissed me
again.

"Arren," she said.

"Yeah," I said, reaching for my clothes.

"You want to do it again before you go?"  She asked, rubbing one of her
soft hands on my butt.

"Sure, I guess so, if you want," I said.

Stacy again rolled onto her back and opened her legs wide for me.  Then she
started to fondle my penis and testicles, until I was hard as a rock.  I
position myself over her and moved my penis so that it would slide into her
vagina.  Once again, I pushed my hard penis in as far as it would go.  Then
I started to make love to her.  I could tell that she once again had
another orgasm about two minutes after I started.  When she did, I emptied
the contents of my testicles into her vagina.  Now, that was all I had, and
I don't think that I could do anymore.

She asked me if I wanted to get cleaned up, and I told her, that would be
nice.  She led me to the bathroom, and we both took a shower together.  She
washed every single inch of my body, with her tongue, and then she used a
soapy cloth.  I think she would have liked it if I licked her vagina, but I
just couldn't do it.  She didn't seem to mind, and then we kissed as she
dried me off.  She was very careful drying off my penis.  She took a soft
towel, pulled the skin back, and dabbed it dry.  She played with my penis
for a few more minutes, before we went back to her room to get dressed.

"Thank you Arren," she said, and then kissed me again.  "I'll remember this
day for the rest of my life."

"Me too," I said.  "It was a lot more fun then I thought it would be."

"It was great, wasn't it?"  She asked.  "I just loved the way that your
penis feels inside of me."

"Yeah," I said.  "To bad that you have to move to Sacramento.  This might
be fun to do again."

"Well Arren," she said.  "I'm not leaving for another three days.  Why
don't you come by again tomorrow, and we'll have even more fun."

"I'd like to, but I don't know about Tony," I said.  "He may want to be
with me, for, well you know."

"I understand," she said.  "We'll leave it open, if you come by then we can
have our little private time together.  I'm not holding you to anything."

"Okay," I said.  "I'll see what I can do."

I finished getting dressed, and then Stacy walked me to the door.  She gave
me another very passionate kiss before I left.  Then she said that she'll
always love me, and if I ever wanted to have a girlfriend to give her a
call.  I would certainly keep that in mind, and the thoughts of what we did
together.  When I got home Tony wasn't here yet, and I decided to have
lunch.  With everything that I did, I was pretty hungry.  Mom and Karen
were still out shopping, so I just made a peanut butter sandwich, with
honey.  I also found some store bought cookies, and had them too, with
milk.

Tony and I did get together later on that afternoon and he did spend the
night, but I never told him what Stacy and I did.  Just like Ronald and me,
I thought it was just between Stacy and I.  Tony still doesn't know about
what Ronald and I did, and no one will ever heard about it from me.  The
only way that someone will hear about it is if, somebody else tells him or
her.

Stacy did come over the next day to see Karen, and when she got me alone,
we made plans to get together for that night.  Tony was going to be at his
house, and Karen would be home, so Stacy would meet me in the barn.  She
said that she would bring everything that we would need to be comfortable.
She told me to met her in the barn at about 10:30 that night, and I told
her that I'd be there.  When I did get to the barn, she was already for me,
and she didn't waist anytime stripping me naked.  I blasted my semen into
her three more times that night, before she had to leave.  I wanted to
sleep with her until morning, but she said that wouldn't be a good idea.  I
also knew that this would be the last time that she and I would ever have
sex, and I think that she knew it too.  It was great, and it's a memory
that I'll cherish until the day that I die.

I didn't get back home until about two o'clock in the morning.  No one
heard me come in and go up the stairs to my room.  I was pretty tired, and
it really didn't take me very long to fall asleep.  I did have a really
nice dream about what Stacy and I did, and in the morning, I woke up with
cum in my underwear.  I like wet dreams, but I wish that they weren't so
messy.

A couple of days later, Stacy moved to Sacramento.  I would miss her, and I
could see that Karen was hurting more then she let on.  I just hugged her
while we watched Stacy drive away to her new life.

September approached, and Tony and I would be starting our last year in our
little town's school.  We were going to be in the eighth grade, and I was
hoping that we would have all of our classes together, but you never know.
Karen was preparing for the college up north, and I was glad that she was
going to be closer to home.  Not like Ronald, Karen would only be about
forty miles away, and so, she would be home more often.

Dad and grandpa said that the orchard was doing great, and this years
harvest was going to be good.  Mom and Donna were always busy doing
something.  They were either working at the store with Mr. Shelby, or at
the local church food bank.  Before school started, Tony and I were
spending all the time that we could, naked by the pool.  We don't have any
tan lines, and we were going to make sure that we were as tan as possible.
Once winter sets in, the sun would be hibernating until around the end of
March.

When school started, Tony and I were in every class except for one.  But we
didn't mind it was our first period class, so the rest of the day, we would
be together.  Tony also told me that some of the kids were talking about
us.  He said that some of the kids were thinking that we might be gay.  I
myself didn't hear anyone talking, so I just ignored it, at least for now.
If there were going to be any problems, then we would deal with it when it
came up.  I am glad that I'm still keeping up with my Karate lessons.  It's
even more fun now that Tony is taking them with me.  Mom and dad wouldn't
let me quit after my accident.  They talked to my instructor, and he told
them that the lessons would help me to stay limber and is good exercise, so
far, he is right.  Tony is pretty good himself, and as long as I'm there
with him, we have a lot of fun.  So if there are any kids that want to give
us any trouble, and pick a fight with either of us.  I'm sure that either
Tony or I will be able to handle ourselves okay.

There might be one kid in our school that might cause us some trouble,
Randy Benner.  He is this somewhat big kid, that can't seem to do the
fighting for himself.  He has these kids, which he calls his "friends", to
do the fighting for him.  I don't think he like the thought of pain, so he
sort of intimidates these younger kids into being his friends.  To be
truthful, I think, if given the chance.  His so-called friends would like
to leave him standing in the wind, all by himself.  Every time I hear about
trouble somewhere in the school, Randy's name is usually the name that I
hear about.  Although, he is a year younger then Tony and I, and he really
has never even said two words to me, in the passed.  But you never really
know, until the time comes.

When October came, and the temperature started to take a nosedive.  Tony
and I stopped sun bathing in the nude.  We were pretty tan, and my sister
said so.  Karen told us that if we got any darker, that she would have to
kill us, for being so beautiful.  Karen really liked looking at us when we
were naked.  She even brought home a new boyfriend from college, for mom
and dad to meet.  His name is Andy Dawson, and he is nineteen years old.
Just a year older then my sister, but she really likes him, and he seems to
like her.  Mom and dad think that he's okay, for now.  I think dad, doesn't
want his baby girl to grow up and get married and move away, so he's a
little suspicious of him.  I like him, and I think he really good looking
too.  I can see why Karen likes him.  He about six feet tall, dark blond
hair, beautiful blue eye and a smile that can stop a tornado in it's
tracks.  Okay, he's a very handsome guy, and yes I want to see him naked,
right now, and maybe even suck his penis.  I know that Tony wants the same
thing that I do, because he told me so.  To bad Karen didn't meet him in
the summer, we might have been able to get him naked, so he could go
swimming with us.  Maybe next year, but then again, we do have the Jacuzzi,
so just maybe.

This year Halloween is on a Monday, so mom said that I could go over to
Tony house and spend the night.  Again, Tony and I carved pumpkins, and
made a few more spooky things.  This time, we had eight little
trick-or-treaters before they were all done for another year.  Tony and I
just cuddled on the sofa watching television until we went to bed, and made
love to each other.

About a week and a half later, I was walking home from school, and stopped,
like I do a lot of the time, to get the mail.  But today there was a big
letter for me inside the box.  As I was walking down the road to my house,
I opened the letter and took out another letter inside of it.  On the
letter it read:

To Arren Porter -- Open only in private.

I ran the rest of the way to get home faster.  'Good, nobody's home,' I
said to myself, and then I hurried up to my room and closed the door.  I
sat at my desk and opened the letter it was from Stacy.  This was weird,
but I read the letter.

"My dearest Arren:

I thought that you should know that when we made love last July, a little
something else had happen too.  I know that you know how much I love you,
and I just wanted something from you to remember you by forever.  Arren, I
got pregnant after you and I made love for those two wonderful days.  And I
thought that you should know that you were going to be a father.

That's right Arren, you were going to be a father.  I'm am so sorry to say
that after my third month of pregnancy, I had a miscarriage.  It took me
nearly a month to write to you and tell you.  I'm also very sorry that I
never told you that I got pregnant when I first found out.  I hope that you
can for give me, and for the way that I used you, and lied to you.  I just
wanted your baby so bad.  I just hope that someday I can find someone else
to love and have a family with.  I'm so sorry Arren please forgive me.

I Love You

Stacy"

I didn't know what to do; I had tears just running down my face.  I
couldn't believe that I was going to be a father.  There were a million
things going though my head.  Is Stacy going to be okay?  Is she going to
able to have a child in the future?  Was the baby that WE lost a boy or a
girl?  What was the name that she was going to name OUR child?  I just sat
at my desk and cried for a good long time.

"Arren, you there?"  Tony asked.

Tony was calling me on the radio, and I didn't want to talk right now.  But
I know Tony, if I don't talk to him, he'll be coming over thinking that I
didn't hear him calling.  I pulled myself together as fast as I could, and
they pick up the radio.

"Yeah Tony, I'm here," I said into the radio.

"Arren, would you mind if I didn't come over tonight?"  He asked.

'What a stroke of luck,' I said to myself.  "No Tony, not at all.  Is
everything okay?"

"Oh, yeah, everything is just fine," he said.  "It's just that my mothers
sister is coming by today, and I wanted to visit with my aunt.  She said
that she would stay until after Thanksgiving."

"Tony, that's great," I said.  "You take all the time you need.  Visit with
your aunt, and have a great time.  We'll see each other later."

"Thanks Arren, you're the greatest," he said.  "I'll talk to you later,
bye."

"Bye Tony," I said, and put the radio down.

I read the letter from Stacy again and again, and then I pick up my
notepad, so I could write to her.  I asked her everything that came into my
head.  I was glad that she put her address on the letter, but she didn't
put her phone number in it.  This would be a lot faster on the phone, so I
wrote my number down, and asked her to call me.  I know that I really
didn't need to write it down for her, sense she and Karen have been friends
forever, and she already knew the number.  But I just wanted her to know
that I don't hate her, and in a way, I do love her.  I also wrote in the
letter, that she could call me after school, and she would most likely get
me on the phone.  Mom usually works until four, dad and grandpa are most
likely to be outside somewhere and Karen is at college, and is home on the
weekends.  I hoped that she would call me, so I could tell her that
everything is okay with me, although, I did tell her this in the letter.

Thanksgiving was fast approaching, and all of the family was here, even
Ronald.  I said nothing to anyone about the letter that I got from Stacy.
I was still waiting to hear from her, even after I wrote to her a week or
so ago.  I was guessing that she was waiting until after the holidays to
contact me.  Mom and dad could tell that something wasn't right with me,
and every time they asked me what was wrong.  I would make up something
that I would hope they would believe.  They didn't press the issue, and let
it drop, for now.  Tony and I were a little distance, and he was wondering
if he did something to upset me.  I just told him that everything was fine,
and he didn't do anything to make me mad at him.  I would make it up to him
a little later.

After Thanksgiving, and after everyone went back to school and back to
their jobs.  I was thinking that I would never hear from Stacy.  Then one
day I got another letter from her.  It looked like the last one I got from
her.  I opened it in the privacy of my room.  In this letter, she said that
she was okay, and that she could have children in the future.  She said
that the baby was a girl, and she didn't know what she was going to name
her, so early in her pregnancy.  She said that she was trying to go on with
her life, and that she still wishes that she had had my baby.  She said
that she still loves me very much, and she wishes me all the best.  She
also said that she was seeing someone, from the place that she works.  From
what she wrote, he is a nice guy, and that they been having a few dinners
together.  She said that maybe they will go a little further, and start
having a more intimate relationship.  Near the end of the letter, she
wanted me to be happy, and hopes that I find what I seek out of life.  She
gave me lots of love and kisses, and then said good-bye.  I knew that I
wouldn't be hearing from her about this again, but I would see her from
time to time.  I was glad that everything was okay between us, and thought
that I should just try to let it drop, but I knew this would be at the back
of my mind for years to come.

Christmas was just around the corner, and some of the family wouldn't be
able to make it home for the holidays.  Ronald called and said that the
place that he works at wanted him and some other employees to work
Christmas Eve.  Mom and dad were unhappy, but knew that I would take it
harder then the rest.  This is why they didn't tell me right away.  They
knew that I would just mope around the house, and I would do my best trying
to make their son come home.  I guess this is why they waited until
Christmas morning to tell me.  When they did tell me, I was surprise that I
wasn't as upset as I thought.  I guess that I'm doing a little growing up.
I did talk to Ronald on the phone for almost an hour that morning, and it
was good to hear his voice.  I told him what everyone got, but I didn't
tell him what mom and dad sent him just the other day.  He said that he
didn't get the packages yet, and was doing his best to get me to tell him.
I just told him that he would have to wait and see for himself, that would
be the surprise.

This year, Tony and his parents came over to our house for Christmas
dinner, and grandma's pies.  Everyone had a great time, and Tony and I had
our little time together as well.  His parents let him spend the night, so
we spent most of it just doing it.  I just loved the way that we gave each
other our gifts, if you know what I mean, and I'm sure that you do.  Tony
was glad that I was out of my little depression, and I was too.  I didn't
tell him why I was so down, and he didn't pressure me about it.  I was just
hoping that Stacy was feeling better as well.

The day after Christmas, mom and dad came to Tony and me and said that we
weren't allowed to go anywhere until after the New Year, even if that.  I'm
sure they were doing this because they wanted us home for this New Years
Eve.  The last time, well you know what happen, and I'm NOT going through
that again.  Anyway, mom and dad said that they were going to have a small
New Years Eve party.  They told me that we were going to have a special
guest, but they wouldn't tell me who it was going to be.  But after what
happen last year, it didn't take me very long to figure out who it was;
Doctor Webster and his wife were coming.  But the more I thought about it,
the more I was sure that I was just being a little silly about him, okay, a
lot.  I told mom and dad that I was okay with him and his wife coming over
for New Years.  I also told them that I would be courteous to the S.O.B. (I
didn't say that to my parents, but I wanted to), and to his wife.

On New Years Eve, Tony and his parents showed up, Mr. and Miss' Shelby,
grandpa and grandma came over to our house for our little get together.
Karen wasn't here, because, she went out with her new boyfriend, Andy, so
they didn't show up.  I was dreading the one guest that I really didn't
want to show, but I saw another car coming down the driveway, and I knew it
was them.  Tony and I sat on the sofa and waited for Doctor Webster and his
wife to come in.  Dad went to the door to greet them; he invited them in,
and took their coats.  His first name is Thomas, and his wife's name is
Jenny, and they weren't alone.  There was a boy with them, a very cute boy.
Tony was staring so hard that I thought his eyes would pop out of his head,
I was looking hard too.  This cute boy was Doctor Webster's son, and man is
he cute.  He was about an inch or so taller then me, about five seven or
so, slim body, deep blue eyes, and light brown hair.  He looked to be about
fifteen or maybe even sixteen years old.  Tony and I just had to talk to
this beautiful boy.  We got up and went over to say hi.

"Hello Arren," Thomas said (Doctor Webster).  "This is my wife, Jenny."

"Huh, oh hi," I said, but I couldn't take my eyes off of his son.  I had to
know his name, and I want to know it now, so dose Tony.  I think that Tony
is drooling a little.

"So how have you been," Thomas said.

"Fine, just fine," I said.  "Who's this?"

"Oh this is our son, Ben," he said, then he looked at his son.  "Ben, this
is the young man I was telling you about."

"Hello," Ben said, and holding out his hand for me to shake, and boy, did I
shake his hand.  He has a firm, and soft hand.  Tony shook his hand too.
He held it longer then I did.

Thomas introduced Ben and his wife to everyone, and then everyone started
talking and having a good time.  Tony and I had Ben sit with us so we could
talk with at least one person about our age.  We sat on the sofa, with Ben
in between Tony and me.  I think Ben was a little nervous about this, but
he didn't say anything.  Maybe, he was being polite, or maybe he was
enjoying it just as much as Tony and I but didn't want to say anything
about how close we were sitting to him.

We had about four and half-hours until midnight, and Tony was doing most of
the talking.  He was doing a great job at finding out everything about Ben.
Ben is fifteen and a freshman in High School, he doesn't have a girlfriend,
and he is an only child.  I'm not sure how Tony did it, but he turned the
conversation into a discussion about sex.  I'll have to suck Tony penis for
this later, but for now we were probing Ben, and Tony was leading the way.

No one was paying any attention to us, so Tony, with a little help for me,
continued to talk about sex.  Ben seemed to want to talk about it, and from
what I was hearing, he may want to try out sex with a boy, but we weren't
sure if he was homosexual, or bisexual.  We asked if he wanted to go up to
our room, and do something else, because it was a little noisy down here.
He was a little nervous, but he said yes, and then we went up stairs.  Tony
continued talking about sex, and was asking Ben all sorts of question, so
he could feel out what he wanted to do.  I have to tell you that Tony is
very good at this, better then I thought he would be.

After a few more minutes of Tony's questions, Ben started to ask questions
about us.  Very personal questions and Tony answered everything, without
one single lie.  Ben then asked if Tony and I were gay, but before I could
say anything.  Tony told him yes, and asked him if he was too.  Ben didn't
say anything, but just looked at us like, were we setting him up for
something.  Yeah, we wanted something all right, we wanted him naked, and
we wanted him to strip his clothes off right now.

Then Tony asked him if he wanted to have sex with us.  I think that was
pushing it a little too much, but he didn't say no, and he didn't say yes
either.  Ben asked if we were just joking with him, and Tony reassured him
that we were both gay, and that we have sex with each other all the time.
I looked at Ben's pants, and I could see that he had a really big hard on.
Tony saw it too, and asked Ben if he could touch his penis through his
pants.  Tony told Ben that he could touch him.  I think this broke the ice,
and Ben said yes.  Tony reached over and started to groped Ben's penis.

"Man, you got a nice one Ben," Tony said, and then smiled big.

"Your not bad yourself," Ben said, but I wasn't sure that he wanted to do
this, that is until he said.  "Can I feel yours Arren?"

"Sure, if I can do the same," I said.

"Okay, you can feel your own penis, if you want," Ben said, laughing.

"That's not what I mean," I said giggling.

"I know," Ben said smiling.

I started to feel Ben's penis, and he was touching mine.  Tony was right,
Ben dose have a nice penis, from what I can feel.  I think all this would
feel a lot better if we were naked, and Tony was thinking the same thing.

"Do you want to get naked with Arren and me?"  Tony asked.

"Sure," Ben said, and he started to take his clothes off.

Tony and I started to take our clothes off too.  We were all down to our
underwear, and then Ben turned to pull down his underwear.  When he did,
Tony and I got a very good look at his very smooth butt.  Tony and I
striped off the rest of our clothes, and waited for Ben to join us on the
bed.  When he did, I got my very first close look at a circumcised penis.
Ben was about five and a half inches long, and very hard.  His penis was
very beautiful, and I couldn't wait to touch it.  He had a small patch of
hair over his penis, and his testicles were hairless and as smooth as his
butt was.  Ben is a very good-looking boy, and when he joined us on the
bed, I could see that he had a small amount of hair under his arms.  He was
very soft and had firm muscles under that beautiful smooth skin.  I had my
hands on him the second he joined us, and so did Tony.  Our penises were as
hard as rocks, and Ben kept looking at mine and then Tony's.  He would play
with Tony's penis and would pull the foreskin down passed the head, and
then he would do the same to me.

Tony couldn't take it anymore, he told Ben to lay on his back, and when he
did, Tony just went down on Ben's penis, and started to suck on him.  Ben
was about to jump out of his skin.  He was absolutely flipping out.
Watching Ben, getting sucked off by a boy who really knows how to suck, was
telling me, that Ben has never been sucked before.  This was great, so I
started to kiss on his chest and belly.  Ben just lost it, and let it go.
He gave Tony everything that his testicles had, and Tony took it all.
After Ben's orgasm, Tony just kept right on sucking his beautiful penis,
trying to make him cum even more.  Ben asked Tony to stop, because he was
becoming fidgety.  Tony didn't want to stop, but he did, so that he
wouldn't get Ben upset with him.

"Oh man," Ben said, all out of breath.  "I never had that done to me
before."

"I liked it," Tony said.  "Do you want to suck off Arren or me?"

"Well, I don't know," Ben said.  "I never done that before."

"Okay then," Tony said, with a big smile.  "How would you like to watch me
suck off Arren, and then have Arren suck me off?"

Ben didn't really make much of an expression, but said.  "I guess that
would be okay."

"Cool," Tony said.  Tony had Ben and me change places.  Now I was on my
back with my legs spread wide, so that Ben could see everything that Tony
was going to do.  "Get in close Ben, so you can see.  If you want, you can
feel Arren while I'm sucking him.  You can even touch me while I'm sucking
Arren, if you want."

"You guys really like this, don't you?"  Ben asked.

"No we don't," Tony answered.

"What?"  He said, with a little surprise in his voice.

"We don't like it Ben, we absolutely LOVE it," Tony said, and then he
leaned in to kiss me right on the lips.

"Wow, this is neat," Ben said.

"Yeah, it is," I said.

"And the best is about to come, out of Arren, that is," Tony said, and then
he went down on me.

Tony started to suck me as hard as he could.  It took me about one minute
to give him all that I had.  After he milked me completely dry, Tony just
kept right on sucking me.  Ben watched in awe.  He couldn't believe that I
was able to let Tony to continue sucking me, even after I already came.  I
took the pillow, and stuffed the corner of it in my mouth, and bit down on
it while Tony was still sucking me.  This went on for about four or five
minute's more before I oozed a little more semen for him.  After Tony
sucked that little bit of semen out of me, he finally stopped sucking on my
penis, and then came up, so he could kiss me.  I was out of it, and Ben
just loved what just happened.  Tony let me rest for a few minutes, and
then he and I changed places.  I did the same thing to Tony, and Ben
couldn't take his eyes off of us.  But after Tony stuffed the pillow into
his mouth, I licked my finger and stuffed it up Tony's anus.  Ben couldn't
believe all of this was happening, and had another big hard on.  I milked
Tony, and then I asked Ben to lay next to Tony.  When he did, I was on his
penis, and I sucked him as hard as I could.  It took him about two minutes
to ooze out a little more semen for me.  He was pretty sweet, but I would
have liked it better if I could have had him squirt out more.

All of us just lied there naked for about twenty minutes, before we got up
to dress.  Ben was so happy and kept thanking the both of us.  I told him
anytime, and before I put any clothes on, I just hug him, and gave him a
kiss right on the lips.  Tony hugged, and kissed him too.  Ben really liked
it, and hugged us back, but I'm not sure if he liked the kissing or not.
He didn't say anything about it, and just let us kiss him.

Then we finished dressing; then all of us went back down stairs, to join
the party.  No one even noticed that we were gone for almost two hours.
The three of us just hung around each other until it was midnight.  We
counted down the last few seconds, and then everyone yelled, Happy New
Year.  Tony and I held hands, until it was 1989, and Ben smiled when we
did.

About an hour after the clock hit midnight, everyone was starting to say
good night, and Ben's dad was ready to leave.  Tony wanted to see me suck
Ben off once more, so he asked him if we could do it before he left.  Ben
was more then happy to get his penis sucked off, and we quickly made our
way back up to our room, while everyone was still talking and joking.  We
didn't have the time to get naked, so I told him to just pull his pants
down.  His penis was throbbing when it sprang out of his underwear.  I was
on him the second I saw it.  Tony got the lubricating gel out, greased up
his middle finger, and stuck it up Ben anus.  Ben wasn't expecting that,
but he didn't stop Tony.  Tony was rubbing his little hard button, and Ben
just about blasted his semen down my throat.

It took him a minute to come back to Earth, but when he did, he asked me if
he could try to suck my penis a little.  I didn't wasted time pulling my
pants down, so he could try it.  Ben wanted me to sit on the edge of the
bed, and when I did, he got on his knees and slowly took my hard penis, and
pulled the foreskin gently pasted the head.  He then slowly took my penis
into his mouth, and started to suck on me.  He wasn't doing a very good job
of it, but I'm sure with practice he could be a very good penis sucker.
About three minutes later I told him that I was ready to cum, and if he
wasn't ready to get semen in his mouth, to stop sucking me, he did.  Tony
sucked me off the rest of the way.  Then he asked if he could suck on Tony.
Just like me, Tony pulled down his pants, and sat on the edge of the bed.
Ben started to suck on Tony, and I was gently stroking Ben's back.  This
made him work at it a little harder.  Tony told him that he was ready to
cum, and he stopped, I finished Tony off.

By this time, Ben's dad was calling him, and was telling him that it was
time to be heading home.  Tony and I both gave him big hugs and kisses,
pulled up our pants, and then we went down stairs.  Dad got all of their
coats, told everyone to drive carefully.  Mom and grandma were still
talking to Jenny, and Donna was bringing her a little snack tray to take
home with them.  Ben's dad (Doctor Thomas Webster) was asking him if he had
a good time.

"Oh yeah dad," Ben said, with the biggest smile, aimed right at Tony and
me.  "It was the best time that I had in a long, long time."

Tony and I just smiled.  "Bye Ben," I said.  "Come back again sometime."

"Yeah," Tony said.  "We can have even more fun if you can stay longer."

"I would love to," Ben said, and then all of them headed for their car.
"Bye Arren, bye Tony."  He got in the back seat, and they drove away.  Tony
and I watched them disappear into the darkness, with Ben waving good bye as
they did.

Days, weeks and even months pasted, and then it was Saturday, May 20, 1989,
I was now fifteen years old.  This time I had just a few friends over for
my birthday, okay three.  Tony and our new friend Ben.  Over the winter,
Tony and I had Ben over to both of our houses, and we even went to his
house a couple of times.  Tony and I showed Ben everything that we knew how
to do; we even showed him anal sex.  After seeing Tony and me doing it, he
even tried it once.  It was hard for him to suck the semen out of either
Tony or me, but once he did, he seemed to like it.  But the anal sex was a
little too much for him, so we didn't push him into it.  We would just let
him do it if he wanted it.

When school was over for Tony and me.  Our whole class of graduates was
just eighteen kids.  The whole graduation took less then an hour.  That was
it, next fall, it was High School, and a whole New World.  When Tony turned
fifteen it was just he and I, Ben was gone.  His parents sent him off to
summer camp.  Now I know why I don't like doctors.  They do what ever they
can do to make your life miserable.  But at least Tony and I were together,
or so we thought.

About a week after the forth of July, Tony's dad came home from work a
little earlier one day.  It just so happen that Tony and I were at his
house have a cold drink when his dad came home.  He said that he had great
news, and he wanted to tell us all about it.  At the place that he works,
they just gave him a promotion, and a rent free house to live in, in the
city that he works in.  My heart just about exploded, and I think I heard
Tony's heart also.  This wasn't happening, and then I heard Tony say, no,
quietly to himself.  Tony told his dad not to take the job, but it was
already way too late for that.  He said that they were moving in two weeks,
and that this opportunity only comes once in a lifetime.  Our arguments
were cast upon deaf ears.  Tony's dad was not going to turn down more
money, and a rent free house, just so that we could stay together.  The
discussion was closed, and he wasn't going talk about it anymore.

Tony and I couldn't believe this was happening.  Donna told Mr. Shelby that
she had to give up her little job that I know that she really liked.
Mr. Shelby told her, that she would be dearly missed, and if she ever came
back to this area, to stop in for old time sakes.  Mom was more heart
broken then she would let anyone see.  Her and Donna, became very good
friends over the past few years.  I know that dad was pretty upset about it
too.  He considered Tony to be his son, and I know deep inside he was
crying.  Dad and Tony had a special friendship that went way beyond
anything else.

Mom and dad, both tried to comfort me, but they were failing really bad.
All I could do was cry, and hate his dad.  He didn't even ask anyone if
they wanted to move, he just took the job, and that was that.  Tony stopped
talking to his dad, and absolutely refused to help pack anything.  He even
ran away from home, all the way to my house.  He did pack a few things,
including his radio, and brought it over to my house, late one night.  His
parents came over two days later to get him when they were ready to leave
for the new house.  Tony told them to leave without him, but in the end, he
ended up in the car, and then they were on their way.  The tears were just
streaming down our faces, and I never felt this bad in all of my life.  As
I watched the best friend in all of existents drive away, I just wanted to
die.  I hate my life.

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This is the conclusion of Chapter 12 - As Time Goes Good-Bye's

This also concludes part one.