Date: Tue, 30 Nov 2010 16:05:36 -0500
From: Lamort DeLioncourt <lamortdelioncourt1954@gmail.com>
Subject: Not Just Another Summer Part 5

Not Just Another Summer
Part 5


A little while later, I heard Bobby climbing out of the pool. I asked him
if he had finally gotten cold and he told me that he had. He came and sat
on the decking next to me and grabbed my dick. He told me he had waited
long enough today and nothing was going to stop him now. With that said, he
leaned over and took my dick in his mouth. It didn't take more than a
minute and my dick was completely hard in Bobby's mouth. He tugged my
foreskin back and sucked the head for a few moments before starting the
usual up and down motion. His free hand was gently squeezing my ball sac
and I was enjoying it. I probably lasted a couple of minutes before I
started thrusting my hips towards his mouth, and orgasmed with much moaning
and grunting.

Bobby stopped sucking but kept my dick in his mouth a little longer. My
dick was still twitching when he pulled his mouth off it. I asked Bobby if
he wanted to change places and he told me he was wondering how long it was
going to take. I laughed as I rolled off the lounge chair on to my
knees. Bobby wasted no time getting on the chair; his dick was already rock
hard and standing straight up. His foreskin had even started pulling back
on its own. I reached between his legs and took hold of his ball sac. I
began rolling his balls between my fingers. Bobby groaned, and I knew it
was time to suck him. I moved my hands to his dick and slowly retracted his
foreskin. The head of his dick was glistening in the sun from the slimy
stuff that leaked out of him. He had slimy stuff all over his foreskin
too. I licked his shaft from bottom to top several times cleaning the stuff
off.  I then slowly jacked him off. He was twitching and moaning when he
told me to hurry up and suck him. I leaned over, took him in my mouth, and
slid all the way down his shaft. When I reached the bottom of his shaft, he
grabbed my head, thrust his hips, and shot his sperm. He shot more sperm
than ever before, and I actually had almost a mouthful. I was able to
swallow all of it without any difficulty. I was surprised that Bobby had
shot off so soon.  I cleaned his dick with my tongue getting all the sperm
off it. Bobby rolled to his side and kissed me. He used his tongue to get a
taste of his sperm.

We got into the pool to give Bobby a chance to finish cleaning himself
off. We swam for a while longer before getting out and heading into the
house.

We showered and changed back into our T-shirts and shorts and went
downstairs to get something to eat. Swimming always made us hungry.

Mom had put out some ham and cheese sandwiches for us so we grabbed them
and went down to the basement to watch TV in the rec room. My parents
didn't believe a TV belonged in the living room.  We got the TV going and
made ourselves comfortable on the sofa. The rec room was the only place in
the house where food was allowed besides the dining room and breakfast
nook.

We ate our sandwiches while watching some kind of cartoon show. Bobby slid
next to me, put his arm behind my neck, leaned over, and kissed me. We
settled down and before long, I was asleep.

Apparently, Bobby had fallen asleep too. We both woke up when Dad hollered
down the stairs telling us we had about half an hour before my aunt and
uncle would be arriving. He continued into the rec room, said hi to Bobby
and told us both to dress for dinner, making sure we remembered to comb the
hair and brush the teeth.

We headed upstairs to the bedroom to get ready. We got out of our T-shirts
and shorts tossed them in the laundry, and checked the closet for shirt and
ties for dinner. Dressed for dinner at home meant shirt, tie and slacks,
but no jacket. We picked our clothes and put them on the bed, then headed
to the bathroom. It didn't take long to get the tooth brushing done, but
hair was a different story. Bobby kept slapping my butt while I was trying
to comb my hair. When he started to comb his hair, I started slapping his
butt, but I went one step further and grabbed his crotch. When he tried to
grab me, I reminded him we had to dress and get downstairs.

We quickly dressed and went downstairs. Dad was filling the ice bucket in
the bar in the living room, and Mom was in the kitchen finishing dinner. I
asked what we were having and she told me roast beef and trimmings. I
smiled, Bobby and I both loved roast beef.

Bobby and I were going to play pool, but as we were on our way, I heard Dad
say that my aunt and uncle had arrived.

Bobby and I went out to greet them, and received the customary hugs and
kisses from Aunt Patty.

Mark and Ray were standing behind the car waiting for Uncle Bear to unlock
the trunk so they could get their stuff out. Bobby and I pried ourselves
away from Aunt Patty and started towards the boys. Mark was going to be 14
in a couple of weeks, and Ray was going to be nine when school started.

We all stood at the back of the car talking about how summer was going when
Uncle Bear came around the car and unlocked the trunk. Mark grabbed his
very large suitcase, pulled it out and set it down. He then helped Ray get
his oversized bag out too. Mark took his bag into the house, and Bobby took
Ray's. The bag seemed almost as big as Ray. When we got into the house I
asked Mom which room she was putting them in, and she said to put them in
my brother's room since the guest room wasn't ready.

Once the bags were in their room, we went back downstairs to play pool
until dinner. As we passed the living room, Uncle Bear told Mark and Ray to
head back upstairs and dress for dinner. They had laughed at Bobby and me
in our ties, and now it was our turn to laugh at them.

We all went upstairs, continuing our conversation. Mark and Ray got their
suitcases up on the beds and rummaged through them to find what they wanted
to wear. They found what they wanted to wear, but Mark hadn't packed a
dress shirt. I told him he could use one of mine for tonight. We went
through the bathroom into my bedroom and he picked one out of the closet.

When we got back into their room, Mark asked Ray why he hadn't changed his
clothes yet. He told Mark that he didn't have any underwear on and didn't
want to get in trouble if someone told Aunt Patty. Mark looked at us with a
grin and asked in his most serious tone if we would tell on Ray. We both
immediately swore absolute secrecy. Ray's expression seemed to brighten and
he started changing his clothes. Mark asked Ray if he wanted to change in
the bathroom since he didn't have any underwear on, and Ray told him he
would. Ray toddled off to the bathroom with all his clothes under his
arm. Mark quickly shed his shirt and shorts and was standing in just his
briefs. I couldn't help but look at his crotch, and judging from the bulge
he seemed to be bigger than Bobby and I. I secretly hoped we would get the
chance to find out. He pulled his pants on, got the shirt on, and sat on
the bed to put his socks on. Mark was just about done putting his shoes on
when Ray came running into the bedroom stark naked. He had his pants in his
hands and was trying to pull the zipper down without success. I checked out
his dick, and as expected it was very small with a tight, wrinkled ball sac
pulled up under it. He was circumcised. We had done sleepovers and camping
trips together but had never seen each other naked. I wondered if Mark was
also circumcised. Ray ran over to Mark and asked him to help. Mark got the
zipper unstuck, and handed them back to Ray, who went darting off to finish
dressing. Mark reminded him to put his underwear on this time.

By the time all of this had taken place, Dad knocked on the door and
announced that dinner would be served in five minutes. Dad was absolutely
adamant that we had to be at the table before Mom was ready to serve.

Dinner was served, and we all thoroughly enjoyed the meal. Mom and Aunt
Patty started to clear the table, while Dad and Uncle Bear went into the
living room. We followed the men into the living room. Dad made drinks for
Uncle Bear and himself. I asked where ours was, and after looking at Uncle
Bear, Dad made us half strength drinks. He told Uncle Bear to watch, after
the first sip we wouldn't want anymore. It turns out that he made us rum
and coke. All of us including Ray liked it very much and asked for
seconds. Dad poured a second round, but this time he made them full
strength. Bobby, Mark and I liked it full strength, Ray was a little
overwhelmed but drank it all down anyway.

Dad realized that we had enough liquor in us to probably be feeling
somewhat drunk in a little while and asked that we head upstairs and get
ready for bed. He suggested that we play some board games or cards until
bedtime.

We went upstairs to our respective rooms and changed out of our dinner
clothes. I got short pajama bottoms for Bobby and I. Bobby protested,
telling me he was sleeping naked. I told him that I would too, but with
Mark and Ray coming in to play, we needed to be wearing something. He
grudgingly stripped his underwear off and slid the pajamas on. I did the
same. I had just finished pulling the shorts up when Mark and Ray came in
through the bathroom. They were also wearing just short pajama bottoms and
no shirts. I checked out Mark's crotch was he walked in, and it was obvious
that he wasn't wearing any underwear. He noticed that I was looking at him,
and he smiled.

We sat down on the beds and talked about what we wanted to do until
bedtime. We were all feeling the liquor, but Ray was feeling it more than
the rest of us. He was bouncing up and down on the bed, twirling around in
circles, and having difficulty with his speech. Mark looked at us and told
us that the last time he gave Ray a beer, he passed out cold. We laughed
while Ray tried to deny it.

We finally decided on Monopoly as our board game, and even Ray wanted to
play. I got the game from the hall closet and we all sat down on the floor
between the beds. Bobby set the board up and Mark set out the money. We
were all sitting cross-legged, and our pajama shorts had hiked way up. I
looked over at Ray when he said something unintelligible to us, and could
see his dick poking out of the leg of his shorts. I then checked Mark and
he also was showing dick. He was circumcised, and his dick looked to be
fairly large and meaty. He had the head and about an inch of his shaft
showing along with the bottom half of his ball sac. His sac had a little
hair on it. I then checked Bobby, and he had made sure that almost his
entire dick was sticking out. It was obvious that he was showing dick on
purpose. Since everyone else was showing dick, I readjusted my crotch so
that I had about half my dick showing. I caught Mark eyeing Bobby and again
he just smiled at me.

We started playing the game, and things were pretty even all around money
and property wise. Ray was just a bit ahead of the rest of us which I found
amazing considering his alcohol intake.

Mark asked us if we wanted another drink, and Bobby and I gave him our
"confused" look. He got up and went into his room and we heard him
wrestling with his suitcase. Moments later he came back through the
bathroom with a bottle in his hand. It was a bottle of gin three-quarters
full. I told him I would sneak downstairs and glasses and ice, and he told
me no, that real men drink it straight out of the bottle. With that said he
put the bottle to his lips and chugged some down. He acted like it didn't
bother him, but the grimace on his face said otherwise. He passed the
bottle to Ray, who took several small sips out of it, which were
accompanied by some strange faces and coughing. I asked if they did this
all the time and they both said yes. Mark raided his dad's bar at least
once a week for a new bottle and no one ever seemed to notice. The bottle
got passed to Bobby and he to a pretty good sized slug out of it. He
managed to swallow it before he started coughing. My turn came and I tilted
my head and the bottle back, but I made sure to take a very small
drink. Even the small drink made me cough and my throat felt like it was on
fire. Mark told us it got easier to drink the more you drink. We continued
our game as we continued to drink the gin. I found that it did get easier
to drink it, and soon it wasn't bothering me much at all.

It didn't take long before Ray had enough to drink that he couldn't
concentrate on the game. He just sat back against the bed and watched while
we continued. We seemed to be talking more and more, and playing the game
less and less. Mark filled us in on what was going on in life since the
last time we saw him. We had seen him about a month ago just before school
got out. We told him about our last weeks of school and how glad we were
that vacation had finally arrived. Bobby looked at me and asked if we
should tell him about Josh. I wasn't sure it was a good idea, but the
alcohol had clouded my judgment and I told him I guess so if he wanted to.

Bobby asked Mark if he knew much about sex and could we swap information
about it. Before Mark answered, he looked over at Ray who was sleeping
sitting up against the bed. Mark told us he wanted to talk about sex with
us, but he didn't want Ray listening. I suggested we put Ray to bed in his
room and close both bathroom doors so he wouldn't hear us if he woke up
while we were talking. Mark was ok with that and I picked Ray up to carry
him to bed. Mark went ahead of me and pulled the covers down on Ray's
bed. I put Ray down gently on the bed so as not to wake him. I stepped back
from the bed so Mark could cover him up, but before he pulled the sheet up
over him he pulled Ray's pajama shorts down and off him. Ray's little dick
was hard and standing straight up. Mark commented that the boy was always
horny. He covered him with the sheet, turned off the light and we went back
to my bedroom.