Date: Tue, 29 Jul 2003 18:02:56 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jon Loewe <jonloewe@yahoo.com>
Subject: Oliver Chapter 6

Disclaimer: You know the stuff!

CHAPTER SIX -- Day 5

Big day at Ollies. We got there early and, I might
add, with only a little stroking in the shower...(We
had to get our rocks off)... we were ready to gyprock.
Shane showed up and, with his strong little body,
helped us get the entire ceiling done by lunch. Way to
go dudes! Ollie's Mum fed us hamburgers and fries. We
got all the walls done after lunch and decided to go
to the pool for the last few hours of the day before
dinner. We would then have a day off tomorrow for the
pros to come and mud and tape the mess we had made.
Now, an hour (or two) at the pool -- if you are young
and gay you know what that does to a guys package!?!?!
So we got into our tightest speedos and went to the
pool as three horny guys looking for a little locker
room action. We cruised the lockers and saw no one
over 10. So we went into the pool. There were a lot of
families, as usual, but only 2 teens. Hillary and
Travis Mitchell. They were Jessica's and my age only
reversed. Hillary was 16 going on 17 (Well, I'm almost
16) and Travis was 14. She was a really cute girl and
had nice breasts. If I were into girls I'd be inside
her! Travis was a stunning younger version of Hillary.
Dark hair, sexy V-shape to his developing bod, big
pecs (like his sis), good developing arms and a tight
set of abs -- then the inspection stopped -- he had on
a pair of those surfer shorts that cover you all the
way to your knees. We ran over to him (sorry
lifeguard) and got a whistle to slow down. As Travis
turned his eyes bugged out of their sockets at the
three of us in our speedos. (That would be a good
sign, right?) We sat down and dumped our towels with
their gear.
"Mind if we hang with you?"
Hillary surprised us, "How can you "hang" in suits
like those?"
We all busted up!
"So you like what you see?"
"I'd be stupid if I didn't! But my policy is -- look
all you want but never touch. -- I'm saving myself for
my husband."
I chimed in with, "Hey, Travis are you saving yourself
for your husband?"
He giggled (as did Hillary) and noticeably
straightened his crotch. Shane, Ollie and I looked at
each other. We all busted up.
"Sorry, Trav. Couldn't resist!"
"It's okay. Hillary is always teasing me, cause I
don't have a girlfriend."
"What, are all of the girls in town stupid? If I was a
girl I'd be all over you!"
Oliver nudged me.
"Oh, hey -- this is my new next door neighbor --
Oliver Hart. He's from England."
Hellos were said all around and then Hillary spoke.
"Who's this?"
"Oh, sorry -- I thought you all knew Shane. He lives
up the street from me."
Travis piped up, "I know him. It's just Hillary who's
clueless! How ya doin', Shane?"
"Smooth!"
Hillary spoke. "Oliver, what brought you to the U.S.?"
"Mum and Dad retired and we always wanted to live over
here so -- we are."
"Cool! Well, I'm going for a dip!"
Hillary got up and dove in to the pool, leaving Travis
at our mercy.
"So, you ever see her naked?"
"Shit! Bold fuck aren't ya?"
"Sure! Have you?"
"Yeah."
"Fuck, no! Really?"
"Yeah, really! None of us wear much around the house.
I've seen her boobs and pubes -- she's seen my dick.
No big deal."
"So why do you wear so much at the pool?"
"Cause I don't got the balls to wear what you guys are
wearing!"
"I wonder if Hillary would say that you've got enough
balls?"
"That's not what I meant!"
"I know -- but it's what I meant!"
I pointed at the pool and said, "Shall we?"
Oliver beat me and we got another whistle as we all
splashed into the pool. We kept to our own little area
away from the shallow end but in five feet of water so
we could still touch bottom when we wanted to.
"How often do you come here, Travis?"
"Couple times a week."
"See any of the other guys from school?"
"Yeah -- at one time or another -- Bill Franks, Jimmy
Naugler, Chris Carr, Nathan Miller, Aaron Hales, Billy
Simpson -- they come pretty regular."
I felt a hand on my cock. Shane was smiling. I pushed
it away. I felt another hand on my cock. Ollie was
smiling. I reached down and goosed them both! I
squeezed a little too. Ollie and Shane both let out a
scream.
"So, Michael, you gotta work out a lot."
"I do. Wanna come over and join me -- us -- sometime?"
"Way cool! Love it! When, today?"
"No -- got a piano lesson today but tomorrow. Good for
you Shane and Ollie?"
"Yeah."
"Sure."
"Say 4pm?"
Everybody agreed and the `date' was set. Now back to
pressing things, or things that are pressing (against
the inside of my speedo).
"I gotta take a leak!"
`Me too's' came from all the guys and we headed for
the locker room -- what are we a bunch of girls going
to the bathroom in a group? I knew why I was going --
take a shower, get hard and hope Travis notices and is
interested. I hit the stalls and flopped my dick out
and peed a huge stream. I didn't know I needed to go
that bad! The other guys tapped their bladders (that's
what my dad calls it) and we headed for the showers.
The warm water felt good. We all stood there --
watching Travis. Shane and Ollie and I got hard and
the water only made it more obvious. Travis's shorts
looked like he might be in a state of excitement,
also. But how could you tell with all that
material?!?!?!
I shucked off my suit and held it up and squeezed the
pool water from it. The other guys did too -- even
Travis. FUCK! Now the inspection can continue.  He had
a great belly and a hairy dick that was standing
straight out from his body about 6 inches long. I
stared, I guess Ollie and Shane stared too because
Travis spoke:
"Something wrong?"
I said, "Nothing at all! You got a nice dick."
"Thanks! I ...you got...you too!"
Then his eyes really grew big as Ollie stroked his a
little and got a full hard on.
"Oliver -- that cock should be illegal! How big is
it?"
"I'm only seven inches, Travis!"
"Fucking bigger than me!"
"Me too," said Shane.
"You guys all got great bods!"
I said, "Sauna, anyone?"
We raced over to the sauna door. We were alone in
there. We sat close. Shane grabbed my dick and started
stroking. I grabbed Travis' and he gasped and held on
to my hand.
"That feels good -- don't stop."
Travis took a hold of Oliver's hairless boyhood and
Ollie wrapped his hand around Shane's hairy teen cock.
We did not say another word. We stroked each other --
and stroked -- moans and heavy breathing and little
yips came out of each of us but especially Travis. I
loved stroking his cock. He was hot. Oliver shot.
Travis watched and I stroked harder and Travis tensed
up and spewed on the sauna bench. He shot about 8
times -- big jets of cream. I shot -- it snuck up on
me and I creamed all over Shane's hand and the floor.
Travis' eyes bugged out. Ollie brought Shane off and
he laid back and his jizz almost hit the ceiling and
then came back down and showered the rest of us.
Travis said, "That was so cool! Do -- do you..."
He paused.
"Do you guys do this often?"
"Sure as hell do! Wanna join us?"
Ollie said, "Can we all sleep in the tent tonight?"
Travis said, "Cool!"
Then he got quiet again. We all did.
Travis said, "Are you guys gay?"
We all looked at each other.
I said, "Yeah, Trav, we are. Is that a problem?"
Travis started crying. We each looked at each other.
Then at Travis. We each put a hand somewhere on his
body and he seemed to lean in to all of those warm
hands at the same time.
Travis spoke through his tears. "I thought I was the
only one!"
I said, "Not anymore."
We wiped his tears, picked up our suits, gave each
other hugs.
Travis said, "Ewwww -- I got Shane's cum all over me!"
We all laughed -- even Travis through the end of his
tears.
"Back to the showers boys!"
Luckily we were all soft. So we rinsed off and put our
suits back on just before Donny Gambrel came into the
locker room. He was the quarterback of the high school
football team. Man what an athlete! Everybody said he
was scholarship material for sure. He took a shower
naked (god, what a bod -- what a dick! -- big and sooo
hairy -- hairy pits, chest, legs, ass crack -- he had
the total hair package) We covered our erecting boners
with our hands and went out to the pool and dove in.
"Man did you see that?"
"What a fucking stud!"
Shane asked, "Are football players gay?"
I said, "I play football! But I can't think of anyone
else on the team who could be gay. I've seen a few
beating their meat in the showers. But I hear that
most of the team does that just before a game."
Ollie said, "Cor -- what a sight! ( I love it when he
lets his England vocab just go) "A whole shower room
of jackin' buggers!"
We all cracked up! But I bet each of our dicks got a
little longer thinking about that image! Hillary
called to Travis.
"I just called Mom on the cel and she asked us to come
home now."
"Awww!"
"Sorry -- but we gotta go!"
"K. See you tomorrow! I'll be over at 4, k?"
We all spoke, "See ya!" "Later!"
I looked at my watch -- it was 4pm.
"Shit! Piano lessons in 30 minutes. I gotta go too!"
Shane and Ollie looked at each other.
"I think we'll stay"
"If Mum asks, tell her I'll be home at 6!"
"Later -- dudes!"
"Later"

I got home just in time to put on some clothes for
Mrs. Clarke, my piano teacher. She was a
perfectionist. I took my lessons in shirt and tie. She
insisted. I indulged her. She was a really good
teacher. I had been taking piano for about 6 years,
since I was about 9. She though I was pretty good.
Today I was supposed to play some Brahms -- slower
kind of sleepy music but it let me get really
emotional. She had always told me to get an image in
my mind that fit the music so it would help me get the
emotion of the piece. Today -- I would think about
Oliver. As I played, my fingers seemed to glide over
the keys -- I paused -- I stretched the timing just a
little. I finished. She was silent. She stared down at
me. Then she turned away. I saw her finger go near her
eye. She turned around.
"That was just fine!"
Now you might not think that was high praise. I was
really feeeling good about what I had played and
evidently, so was she. You rarely get anything from
Mrs. Clarke except, "Very nice!" And I got a "That was
just fine!" She then handed me Rimsky-Korsakof's "The
Flight of the Bumble Bee." I like this piece but it's
hard. And so different from the slower stuff she had
me playing. But she gave me a few exercises and told
me to have it ready for a first hearing by next week.
I said that I would. She left and I went upstairs to
my room. I poured over the music. I got out my CD of
Korsakof and listened to it. Man -- I was going to
have to work. The garage door sounded and I knew the
`rents were home. When they came up to my room, Mom
said:
"It's so nice to come home to real music. You know,
Michael Jon, I am grateful you have good musical
taste."
"Thanks, mom."
I did have unusual taste for a kid my age. Sure I
listened to the popular stuff. But I don't really like
rap or hip-hop or alternative. I hate that acid rock
stuff from the 60's and 70's. I love the Beatles,
Rolling Stones. I even like the BeeGees. How do they
sing that high? I do like Nelly Furtado. Cool stuff.
And Avril Lavigne. I really like listening to (and
looking at Billy Gillman -- HOT STUFF!) Aaron Carter
is HOT Hot Hot, but I'm not into his music. Maybe it
will grow up as he does. Like his older brother Nick
has. But I listen to a lot of classical, jazz and --
yes I have to admit it -- musicals. I love Les Miz and
Phantom and my new favorite, Hairspray. Well, anyway.
Ollie came over after the pool and the piano lessons.
Shane had to go home again. I guess his mom likes to
have him around with ho husband there. I hope she
doesn't work him to death!
Ollie and I went up to my room after a mac and cheese
dinner (Mom knows what I like) We locked the door and
turned on some tunes. Got naked and laid down on my
bed. Ollie was tickling my nipple and I was fingering
his dick and balls. Just kickin' back and listening
and playing. I leaned over and kissed him.  His hand
moved to my dick really fast and he stroked me then
moved to suck me. I turned to start sucking him. We
slurped on and off each other's 7 inchers for a good
while. Man it feels good to suck while you are being
sucked. I love 69. My whole body was tingly but I felt
something coming! My balls contracted and my dick
spasmed and I shot 5 times into Ollie's mouth. When I
was done cumming he moved his mouth to my balls and
licked and tongued around. Meanwhile I munched on his
"whanger" as he sometimes called it. I don't know how
many of you guys have sucked on a big, hairless
whanger but it is indeed a tasty treat! I licked up
and down the 7 inch shaft, around the balls and across
the naked pubes, back on to the dickhead  and ran my
tongue all around it. (If you want to know what
Ollie's dick looks like, find pictures of that Jesse
kid on the web. He shaved his dick but Ollie's is just
as big and is really hairless! I kinda look like that
Gary kid, but with even more muscle. And I must say
that Ollie is cuter than Jesse and Ollie says that I
am way cuter than Gary!) Ollie moaned and his hips
started bucking. His dick twitched and he spewed in my
mouth. I love tasting his cum. Sweet and juicy.
MMMMMMm. We moved around and spooned together, Ollie
in front, and turned the light off and drifted off to
a peaceful sleep in each others arms.

Michael Jon Loewe