Date: Fri, 06 Apr 2001 15:19:22 -0500
From: fsw99 <fsw99@pop.mindspring.com>
Subject: Chapter 16 of Dear Diary

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				DEAR  DIARY

				  By Stan

			      Chapter Sixteen

When we all knew they were gone and we were alone, Brian said, "Jamie, I
know you are mad about something, but none of us know what it is. Tell us,
please."

"Matt knows. He told Mark about all of us," I shouted.

"Jamie, I didn't either. Let me explain, OK?"

"I heard both of you talking. I know what you said."

"Yeah, you know what I said. You have no idea why I said it. Go ahead. Tell
everyone what you heard, big man," Matt answered calmly.

I just glared at him. I knew he had betrayed all of us. "I heard Matt admit
he was gay, and has known about it for two or three years. And then Mark
said he wished he could have a boyfriend like Matt has. Or had. I think
they really like each other," I said angrily.

"Matt, why did you even tell him anything at all? You know what will happen
if anyone finds out about all of us," Brian said harshly.

"Can I just have a minute to explain? You know, just a minute to tell
everyone what really happened without everyone wanting to beat me half to
death? It was all Jamie's fault, anyway," Matt said, as he started to
explain.

"MY FAULT??? How the fuck is all this my fault?" I screamed.

"Man, you're a fine one to talk. Remember your talk to me about keeping my
temper in check?  We were going to be a team, and always work things out
together?  All right, here is our first chance. Now, sit your ass down on
the ground and calm down. Let me explain. It's not my fault, but I do have
to ask everyone something at the end," Matt said forcefully.

Everyone sat down and left Matt as the only one speaking. Everyone just
sensed that this was going to be a major discussion, especially if we were
fighting enough that it looked like we might break up.

When everyone was seated and looking at Matt, he continued. "Mark is kind
of small in the dick area, and very sensitive about it. He told me about
all the taunts he has gotten in the showers at school. To make it worse, he
is gay, and his family, including his brothers, are very homophobic.  He
finally guesses I was gay. He told me he was, and then asked me if I was,"
he said.

"Yeah, and you told him you and I both were," I said angrily.

"If I had done that, you would have a right to be angry with me. Anyone who
tells anyone that any of us are gay deserves to be punished, right?" Matt
asked.

"Yeah, beaten up by everybody else," I snarled.

"And you really think I would do that to my brothers, to Nate and Dave? To
you?"

"Well, you did, didn't you? I heard what Mark said."

"Mark guessed I was gay. I couldn't deny it, but I didn't tell him any of
you were. I think he guessed, though," Matt said. He looked around and saw
all the concerned faces. "Look, he isn't going to tell anybody. I will
explain later, but we are the only ones that know about him. I think we all
can help him find a boyfriend. We all just need to make him our friend. I
think he needs to be part of our family."

"Well, I'll bet you helped him guess you were gay. You sure were sitting
really close together when I saw you together."

"Yeah, I guess we were. He had lots of questions. He hasn't had anyone to
talk to about being gay before. Any of you want to know how he guessed?"
Matt asked.

"What did you do, just come out and tell him? You really like him, don't
you?" I asked angrily.

"Yeah, I like him. But I didn't tell him anything. You know how I said it
was your fault before?  Well, it is. Mark saw you try and hold my hand as
we were walking to the swing."

I thought about that, and finally said, "Yeah, I can see that, but that
wasn't enough for him to take the chance that you would deny being gay or
even be straight. There had to be more to it for you to tell him all the
rest of us were gay." I was finally calming down a little, but not much.

"Yeah, you're right about that. That wasn't it. And I didn't tell him
anything about the rest of you. Nothing!!! Why don't you believe me? You
remember Bobby joking about having so many boy butts in his face climbing
up the cliff after jumping?"

"Yeah. What does that have to do with anything?" I asked.

"Well, Mark could see that my butt hole was wide open as I climbed. That is
why he guessed I was gay, and was brave enough to tell me that he was. And
who's fault was it that my butt hole was so wide open? Who stretched it so
much last night and again this morning?" Matt asked calmly.

"You guys did it again this morning with Brian and I asleep?" Bruce
asked. "I can't believe it.  You two are like rabbits."

Everyone but Matt and I burst out in laughter. Even Matt started to
smile. Then giggle.

"I even told him that didn't mean any of the rest of you were gay, just
me. I told him I could just have been using a vibrator on myself. He came
back and said that if I had been doing that in a tent with three other
straight boys, he was sure I might have gotten some really weird looks."

Everyone really broke up at that, and even I got a little smile on my
face. Matt was laughing so hard, he almost couldn't finish.

"He asked me if I had a boyfriend. I said I did, but I couldn't tell him
who. I told him that I would tell him about it, but no names. So, we made
up a fake name. Richard. Richard Head. I told him we could call him Dick
Head for short, and now the name really fits. Cause you are acting just
like a dick head over all of this," he said to me, and then burst out
laughing once more.

I laughed at that one. Matt recovered just enough to say, "And then, you
jumped out from behind the tree that we had been leaning against, scaring
us both almost to death, and then went crazy, yelling "BOYFRIEND!!! Why did
you tell him that we we're boyfriends?" and then ran off before I even had
a chance to explain. And you know what Mark said?"

"No, what?" I asked, giggling to myself as I remembered all that I had done
in my anger.

"He just said that I sure had picked out a good name for you," Matt said,
as he collapsed on the ground, holding his sides from laughing so much.

Everyone, including me, laughed until we hurt. Tears were streaming down
all of our faces. It sure hadn't been funny at the time, but it sure was
now.

"OK, so the name fits. I'm sorry I got so mad. I was just jealous. I
thought he was making a move on you," I finally said.

"I forgive you. If you were jealous, I really think that is kind of
sweet. Just promise me that you won't get mad at me any more," Matt
answered.

"This is getting better all the time. Matt, making someone else promise not
to get mad any more," Brian said, then burst out laughing once again. We
all joined him, even Matt.

I finally said, "I promise to try and not get mad at you. But you do the
same, OK?"

"OK. But now is the hard part. I really want to tell him about all of us,
especially you and me, Jamie. I mean, he has to know after all you said,
right? I want both of us to talk to him. But, I would like all of you to be
able to help him, too. But, I won't tell him anything if you don't want me
to," Matt answered.

"Before we decide, what did you mean that he kind of guessed we were all
gay in the first place?"  Brian asked.

"I guess I slipped a little bit. I said I couldn't tell him about anybody
else. I should have just said I couldn't tell him about my boyfriend. He
immediately said that you mean that all of you are gay? I quickly denied it
and said that isn't what I meant, but I think he saw through all of
that. But, the thing is, he said it himself. He has lots more to lose than
any of us does. He wouldn't tell anyone.  He might even get kicked out of
his house if anyone finds out about him. His Dad might even beat him. His
whole family is very anti-gay. He's scared to death. He needs us, don't all
of you see?"  Matt asked.

"Yeah. I can see that. You can tell him about me. Nate has to make that
choice, too, or you can't say anything about us being boyfriends," Brian
said.

"Well, I'm not crazy about the idea, but if he knows about you, I guess he
can know about me, too. If he wants to find a boyfriend, he needs a better
role model for how boyfriends act than what he has seen so far," Nate
joked.

Everyone laughed, and I said, "Thanks a lot, Nate."

"No problem, Dick," he answered.

"Mr. Head. You're so famous. I've heard so much about you. Could I have
your autograph?"  Bruce asked, as he pretended to hand me a pen and piece
of paper.

"I'll give you an autograph," I said, as I pulled him down on my lap and
started to tickle him.

"Hey, you can't do that to my boyfriend, even if you are a dick head," Dave
said, as he ran over and tried to help Bruce. Matt intercepted him and
soon, it was a free for all tickle-fest.

When we had all quit our battle, Matt said "How about you guys?" as he
looked at Bruce and Dave.

"I don't care," Dave said. "It's up to Bruce."

"Well, I'll make you a deal. All this talk about dick heads has made me
horny. If Dave and I can have a little privacy for a few minutes, I think
we will both agree," Bruce said.

"Oh no. We all know the two of you. Once you start, you won't come out of
the tent for several hours. Maybe not until we get ready to go home
tomorrow. Nate and I haven't made love since you two have. You two can go
to the tent, but you have to make room for Nate and I, too," Brian
answered.

"Me and Mr. Head, too," Matt kidded.

"Oh, no. You and Jamie have already had your turn this morning while we
were asleep. There isn't enough room for all six of us to do it at one
time," Bruce said.

"Sure there is," Brian said. All it really takes is about the same amount
of room as three people sleeping. You don't get to count the space twice,
just because two people are only taking up the room of one person," Brian
kidded.

"Yeah, I guess that's true," Bruce agreed.

"Yeah, and Nate and I haven't had the chance to watch them, yet. I think
that would be fun," Dave said.

"I plan to keep you so busy, you won't have time to watch anyone else,"
Bruce answered.

"That's true," Nate joked. "Brian and I normally need a calculator to keep
up with the number of times these two make love. Neither of them ever seem
to go down."

So, that's what we all did. Matt and I ended our first major fight like
lots of heterosexual couples have been doing forever. Ending a fight by
making love. All our clothes disappeared in seconds.

Making love to Matt was a bit strange at first, since I had never watched
the other two couples making love at all, and Nate and Dave had never seen
me make love to Matt. But once we all had started, any embarrassment that
anyone felt was long gone.

Bruce and Dave were wild men, like Nate had said. They both did each other
doggy style, and as soon as one was finished, they just switched places and
started over again. Both of their cums were still dry, and they just never
seemed to get enough. I think both Bruce and Dave had each come twice each
before Matt and I finally came together. But again, we went slow and dd
more kissing and fondling than just having pure, raw sex. We were both
feeling good the whole time, and made it last as long as we could.

Brian and Nate were more like us, but they also felt a stronger need than
we did, since they hadn't made love in a week. Matt and I had made love
three times in less than 24 hours. It wasn't fair to compare the two.

Before we finally exited the tent to fix supper, Matt and I and Brian and
Nate had made love twice each. Nate confessed that was rare for him, but he
was super worked up after not making love for a week. Nothing personal
seemed like a big deal to share among us. We were a family now.

Let's see. Twice for Matt and I, three times for the day. Twice for Brian
and Nate. Uh, let's see.  Five each for Bruce and Dave? Ten? A thousand?
Who knew? Ah, to be young again. Hehehe Let's see, they were each a year
younger than I was. I was almost wishing I couldn't cum again.

We finally got out the fish we had caught and cleaned them. I couldn't
believe they had actually brought little gallon sized baggies of oil and a
coating mix for the fish. Good thing we had caught some, or we all would
have gone hungry that night.

All of them were really experienced campers. All we needed was a cabin with
a bathroom and running water for a shower and I was ready to move here full
time. OK, OK, camping didn't suck any more, like I had thought earlier. It
just seemed too back when my name was Dick, not Jamie.

We had more than enough fish for everyone. I was stuffed. We all just laid
around the campfire with our boyfriends in our arms and talked. It was
really a lot of fun. Who needs school? I never wanted to go back.

It was getting late, and we all decided to go to bed. We made sure that
Bruce and Dave understood that we were tired and they couldn't do another
marathon, and they agreed.

Matt and I and Brian and Nate all made love one more time before falling
into a deep sleep. I had no idea about Bruce and Dave. All I knew was they
were still going at it when I drifted off to sleep.

OK, who ever said that kids were always smart? Matt and I woke up all stuck
together again the next morning. Shit!!! I might as well shave off all my
pubic hair and get it over with. It would feel lots better than having it
yanked out as we separated. But, Matt and I sleeping together with our
bodies wrapped around each other had been worth it.

Everyone finally started to awaken. Bruce and Dave were the last to finally
wake up. I think they had stayed up lots longer than they had agreed to. It
hadn't mattered. The rest of us had gone to sleep almost instantly.

"Ow. Man, I am really sore," Matt said, as he first sat up.

"I don't doubt it. How many times have you made love in the last day and a
half?" Brian asked.

"I don't know. Six, I think. Is that too much?" Matt asked.

"Well, it isn't for the two sex machines over there," Brian said, pointing
to the grinning Bruce and Dave, "but Jamie is lots bigger around than they
are, and also lots longer. You are going to get lots sorer than they do,
even if you only do it half as many times. Or, in their case, a tenth as
many times."

We all laughed, but that could be true. "Yeah, this is the first time I
wished Jamie was lots smaller," Matt kidded.

Matt had been kidding, but now, I actually wondered. I had seen Brian and
Matt really enjoy what Nate and I had done to them, and had seen both Bruce
and Dave on the bottom many times each.  Everyone had seemed to really
enjoy it. Was I missing something I wanted to try? Matt wasn't really
big. Would that be better for me, if I wanted to also try anal sex before
we left? I was sure it would be. Would I also enjoy it, with Matt not being
that big? Well, Bruce and Dave sure seemed to enjoy it both ways, and Matt
was as big as they were. My head was spinning with conflicting thoughts.

"Matt, apply some of this to Matt, OK?" Brian asked as he handed me a tube
he had gotten out of his backpack.

I looked at it. "What? This for hemorrhoids. That isn't exactly what Matt's
problem is," I answered.

"Hehehe You are right about that, but think about it. What this does is
helps ease the pain from little cuts and abrasions inside you caused by
hemorrhoids. Don't you think this could also help Matt?"

I thought for a few seconds and said, "Yeah, I guess you are right. This
ought to help a lot."

"Hey, that is my own personal tube. I use it whenever I need to, and I know
it works. I need something, after this monster has been up me several
times," Brian kidded, as he playfully rubbed Nate's penis.

"Keep your hands off, or it might wake up. And you know what that would
mean," Nate kidded.

"Oh no, please don't rape me again, Master. Not that," Brian begged, as he
started to playfully pump it back and forth, giggling the whole time.

"Matt, get on your knees with your butt in the air and let me see if this
will help you," I said.

"If you put that on me now, we can't make love any more today," Matt
answered.

"Don't you think you are too sore to do that, anyway?" I asked.

Matt just stared at me, then said, "Yeah. You won't be disappointed, will
you?"

I smiled back. And made up my mind. I really loved him. "No, if it is going
to hurt, I wouldn't want to do it, anyway. We can always do something
else."

"OK, long as you won't get mad at me," Matt answered, as he turned over on
his stomach and then got to his knees.

I knew he was hurting. It was really red and puffed up around the opening
to his anus. I knew we had done it too many times in a short period of
time. I was kind of ashamed of myself, but I had been too worked up at the
time to consider what it might do to Matt. Plus, I had no idea it could get
this sore for him. I had been a virgin myself, only yesterday.

 I was as gentle as I could be. Not just gentle, loving. Caring. I took
almost as much time as I had done in preparing to make love to him, but
this time, it was always just one finger. I didn't want to stretch him
anymore this time. I wanted the opening to heal and go back to like it used
to be.

When I had done as good a job as I could, I patted him on the butt and
said, "I hope that helps. I love you."

He rolled over, sat up, and kissed me. "I love you, too. Can we give each
other a blow job? It sure looks like the others are going to have sex. If
we can't make love together, can't we do that?"

"No, I don't want to," I answered.

"What? Unless you can make love to me, you don't want to do anything? If
that's the way you feel, we can still do that. I don't care if it hurts. I
just want you to love me."

I smiled at him, and reached over and kissed him quickly. "I do love you,
silly. And I'll never want to make love to you bad enough that I know it
will hurt you if I do. Never!!! I love you too much to do that. I have a
better idea."

Matt looked up at me with tears in the corners of his eyes, but with a
relieved look on his face.  "Well, what then? I don't care."

I leaned in and kissed him passionately. Then sat back and stared at
him. "What else? I want you to make love to me."

Matt's mouth dropped down to below his chin. Wide open. Dave had already
mounted Bruce, and he pulled out and stared at me. Nate was in the process
of getting Brian ready. Everybody stopped, frozen in place.

"What?" Matt yelled, and then flung himself into my arms, kissing me all
over my face and neck as we embraced.

To be continued.

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