Date: Mon, 28 Feb 2011 09:36:01 -0500
From: Lamort DeLioncourt <lamortdelioncourt1954@gmail.com>
Subject: Not Just Another Summer   Part 8

I woke up later, to find Ray sitting on my chest shaking my shoulders in
tears. I asked him what was wrong and he told me he couldn't find Mark. I
sat up putting him on my lap and held on to him. I looked over to the other
side of the bed and immediately saw the problem.

Mark and Bobby had fallen asleep intertwined, and one of them had pulled
the sheets up over their heads, effectively hiding them from Ray's sight.

I told Ray not to worry, that I knew where Mark was, and pointed to the
lump of sheeting on the bed. I suggested to him that he go over, pull the
covers back, and see what was under them. Ray instantly stopped crying and
got a big smile on his face. He scooted over to them and grabbed the
sheets, pulling them back, exposing both Mark and Bobby.

Ray threw himself on Mark's chest, effectively kicking Bobby in head. With
both Mark and Bobby now fully awake, Mark assessed the situation and asked
Ray if he had a bad dream. Ray nodded his head yes, and Mark pulled him
onto his chest and hugged him tightly. When Ray had had enough squeezing
and cuddling, he sat up in the space between Mark, Bobby and me.

Ray seemed quite awake, and I checked the time on the alarm clock. It was
only 3:30am. Ray pointed to Mark and Bobby and asked why they didn't have
any pajamas on. Mark responded by pointing to Ray and asking the same
question. Ray seemed genuinely surprised that he was naked. He stuttered
for a second, and then admitted he didn't know why he was naked.

Bobby suggested that the pajama fairies had paid a visit and stolen all the
pajamas in the house.  Ray responded by saying that pajama fairies don't
exist. Bobby looked very seriously at Ray and told him that pajama fairies
were sisters to the tooth fairies. Bobby then asked if he believed in them
and Ray nodded his head yes.  Having solved his bad dream and no pajamas
issues, Ray moved on to his next observation. He asked Mark why his and
Bobby's wieners were sticking up. This was said while pointing directly at
the waving wieners. Mark nonchalantly reached down and pulled up the sheet,
covering himself and Bobby. He then sat Ray on his lap and asked him if he
ever got up in the morning with his wiener sticking up. (Mark already knew
the answer to the question since they shared a bedroom.) Ray got thoughtful
for a moment and nodded his head yes. Mark then asked him what he did about
it. Ray responded that it meant that he needed to pee very badly. Mark
explained that since they both had just woken up, they needed to pee, so
their wieners were sticking up. Mark nudged Bobby and nodded towards the
bathroom. Bobby jumped up from the bed and headed to the bathroom. A moment
later, the sound of pee splashing in the toilet bowl was heard. After the
flush, Bobby returned to the bedroom with his dick completely flaccid and
got back into bed. Ray looked at Bobby's cock when he came back to bed. He
noticed it was flaccid but made no comment.

Ray's next question for Mark was why we are all sleeping in the same
bed. Mark responded that we had been up late sitting on the bed talking and
had fallen asleep. Ray seemed satisfied with that answer and got ready to
ask another one. Mark put his index finger to his lips, telling Ray that it
was still the middle of the night and he needed to go back to bed. Mark
then asked him if he wanted him to find another pair of pajamas to sleep
in. Ray told Mark that there wasn't much sense in getting more pajamas,
since the pajama fairies would just come back and take them too.  With a
smile, he added that it felt better to sleep with no pajamas on. On that
note, Mark picked Ray up from the bed and headed for the other bedroom.

No sooner did Mark and Ray leave the room, and Bobby rolled over to my side
of the bed. He pulled the sheet off me and ran his hands from my chest to
my dick. When he got to my dick, he grabbed hold of it and started stroking
it. I immediately got a hard on, and Bobby proceeded to guide my dick to
his mouth. Once he had my dick in his mouth, the started massaging my ball
sac and fingering my butthole.  I asked him pointedly if he would rather
fuck me, because the blowjob he was giving didn't have much enthusiasm in
it. He quickly took his mouth off my dick and honestly answered that he
would much rather fuck me.

I rolled over onto my stomach and assumed the usual hands and knees
position. Bobby got behind me, massaged my ass cheeks, and seriously
fingered me. He told me he didn't think any lube was necessary, as my ass
was still slippery from the previous cum deposits. I told him to go ahead
and try sticking it in me.

Bobby guided his cock head into my butthole, and entered without any
difficulty. Once the head was in, he pushed the rest of his dick all the
way in with one plunge. He was right.  I was still well lubricated.  Bobby
started his thrusting motion as soon as he was all the way in. He got a
nice rhythm going and I was enjoying the fucking. Each thrust rubbed his
cock against my prostate giving me wonderful sensations and a hard on.

Bobby had only been thrusting for a few minutes when Mark returned from
putting Ray back into bed. Once the bedroom door closed, he commented on
the action going on without him. Bobby told him he was just loosening me up
so I would be ready for him when Bobby was done. Bobby then suggested that
since my mouth was empty, perhaps he should put his dick cock in it. I
assured Mark that he would get his chance to fuck me when Bobby was done.

Mark must have thought that was a good suggestion, and in moments I was
staring at Mark's extremely hard dick. I opened my mouth to say something,
and before I could get a single word out, Mark's cock was in it. I decided
talking was not necessary, so I just settled down to sucking Mark.

I hadn't had Mark's cock in my mouth for more than a few minutes when
Bobby's thrusting became more frantic and I knew he was about to shoot his
load. Sure enough, Bobby lasted about another 30 seconds and then slammed
his dick into me, held my hips tightly to his body, and emptied his load
deep inside me. My ass started to spasm from the warm cum shooting into me,
and I could feel it clamping down on Bobby's dick.

Mark realized that Bobby was shooting his load and he pulled his dick out
of my mouth and scooted around behind me. He told Bobby to hurry up and
pull out so he could fuck me. Bobby listened to him and as soon as his cock
started to soften, he pulled out and lay back on the bed enjoying the post
orgasmic after glow.

Mark got into position behind me and with a single push got himself balls
deep into my ass. He didn't bother with a slow buildup of thrusting. Full
out fucking ensued. All I could think of was that I was lucky Bobby went
first.

Mark increased his pace, and soon was moaning that he was going to cum. He
pulled his cock all the way out of me, and then pushed it all the way back
in as hard as he could. Once all the way in, he leaned on my back, wrapped
his arms around me, and proceeded to empty his load into me.

Once his cock had softened, he pulled out of me, and I was able to feel cum
dripping out of my ass, running down my ball sac and thighs. It was a
unique sensation to say the least. I rolled over on my back and just lay
there watching Bobby and Mark as their cocks finished softening.

Once he recovered from his orgasm, Mark asked me whether I wanted to fuck
him or Bobby. I told him in all honesty that I was very tired, and really
didn't want to fuck anyone now.

Mark told me that he felt bad that both he and Bobby had shot their loads
twice each, and I hadn't shot off at all. He scooted over to me, and
grabbed my flaccid dick and stuffed it into his mouth. He then began the
most vigorous sucking I had ever experienced. It took about 30 seconds for
my dick to get rock hard and I probably lasted a minute with that furious
sucking before I was pumping my load out into Mark's mouth. When I had
finished unloading, Mark cleaned up my dick with his tongue. He told me
that he felt compelled to do something about me not getting off, or I might
wake-up in the morning with a bad case of blue balls. I told him I didn't
know what that was, and he explained it to me. After getting the
explanation, I agreed with him that I would rather pass on the blue balls.

This had turned out to be a night not only of adventure, but also with
comedy provided by Ray. With everyone sated sexually, we managed to get
under the covers and dropped off to sleep.