Date: Mon, 02 Jul 2012 23:55:09 +0200
From: oh-boy@playful.com
Subject: Thanksgiving-Surprise-5

Hi there, part five here for you.

As always I'd love to hear what the story did for you or any other comments
you may have. Send them to oh-boy@playful.com.

Oliver

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I woke up feeling completely at home. Which was actually no wonder because
I was at home, lying in the bed I had slept in for most of my life. But
there was more. Snuggled up close to me was Toby. He was on his belly, his
left leg lodged between both of mine, his left arm slung across my
chest. For a second I relished the feeling of his warm soft body next to
mine, looking at him in the morning light, admiring his golden skin, the
bruises finally all but gone, the muscles in his back clearly defined, his
shoulder blades sticking out, the groove of his spine running down his
back, the shape of his butt under the sheet. I could hardly imagine that
anyone could feel more happy at this moment than I did.

I reached over and very softly ran my fingertips down his back. Toby took a
deep breath and, without waking up, snuggled up even closer, almost
clinging to me. I realized that he was rock hard and his dick was poking me
in the side. I smiled and my own dick, which had been going soft after my
initial morning boner, got hard again immediately. I carefully lifted the
sheet and pulled it to the side. This gave me a view of the rest of Toby's
gorgeous body, his butt with its very light dusting of golden hairs, his
long muscled legs with slightly more of the same golden hairs on them. And
there was the smell that was released when I lifted the sheet. The smell of
last night's sex and of sleeping boys. I breathed in deeply.

Then I turned my head and looked at Toby's face, which was only inches from
mine. I admired his clean skin, the bruises gone, his cute nose with the
small scar from the fight, the line of his jaw. I saw that he had just a
hint of peach fuzz on his upper lip which I had never noticed before. There
was also a light sheen of sweat there, and without thinking I leaned my
head in a little more and ran my tongue over his lips. Still without waking
up Toby opened his mouth and licked his lips. I had to grin and then I did
it again, running my tongue over his lips and holding it there. When Toby's
tongue also appeared again between his lips I used the chance and stuck
mine into his mouth.

Instinctively Toby opened his mouth and started kissing me back. Then his
body gave a little jerk, he sort of grunted and pulled his head back a
little, breaking the kiss. His eyes were open and he looked at me with a
baffled expression. Then I could literally see the realization of where he
was and what was happening appear on his face. He grinned widely and pulled
me closer. I turned on my side so our bodies were touching front to front
full length and we started really kissing.

We were both moaning and writhing, our cocks mashed together, when all of a
sudden there was a loud clattering from the kitchen below. This immediately
broke the spell, my mood and my dick starting to go down. I grunted and sat
up. "Oh man, that's my Mom. She did that on purpose to wake us up. She
always used to do that. She won't stop making a racket until she hears one
of us go to the bathroom."

Toby looked up at me with a funny desperate look. He had rolled onto his
back, his dick still hard, sticking up and oozing precum. "No way, I can't
stop now. I'll go mad." He grabbed his dick in his right hand and started
jacking.

I looked down on him and laughed. The sight of him in such sexual need got
me hard again too. I ignored my mother banging the kitchen cabinet doors
while she was making breakfast. I kneeled over Toby, braced on my left arm,
looked him in the eye and grabbed my own dick in my right hand. "OK, but
it's gotta be fast. Jacking contest."

Toby grinned up at me and started jacking himself seriously. He ran his
fist up and down his dick fast but not furiously. Still looking him in the
eyes I did the same. We both concentrated and jacked silently, looking each
other in the eyes. I was getting close and then Toby licked his lips and
that sight sent a spark through me and I started shooting my cum down
between us. This seemed to be what Toby had been waiting for. He closed his
eyes and also started cumming. We both pumped out shot after shot, all of
it landing on Toby. When I was done I almost collapsed onto him but just in
time I remembered his wound and managed to stay kneeling. I just put my
forehead on his and breathed hard.

Then I lay down next to him for a second, looking at his cum splattered
face and running my fingers through the cum on his belly. We both grinned
at each other. I leaned over and kissed him, licking some of our cum off
his face and asked, "OK, ready for the day now?"

He grinned. "Yeah."

I got up and opened the door, looking out. "OK, all clear. Come on over to
the bathroom so we can get you cleaned up."

When we came downstairs Mom and Dad were all smiles and friendly talk, but
I sensed an awkwardness in their behavior. I also had a hard time acting
normal. After all, it was a completely unfamiliar situation. And thinking
about it I was sure they had heard us last night, we hadn't exactly been
quiet. The only one who didn't notice the mood, because he had never seen
how it usually was between them and me, was Toby. He chatted away happily,
obviously feeling completely at ease, talking about how we could spend the
few days of free time we had left once we got back to his house. Also I
noticed he was moving a lot better, his pain seemed to have finally mostly
gone away.

Toby's mood was contagious though and soon my parents really lightened up,
and then it was as if we actually were one family. After breakfast we
packed up and started out back to Toby's place. Mom hugged me and then also
gave Toby a warm embrace. Dad shook his hand and said, "Well, I guess we'll
be seeing more of you."

When we got back we found Toby's parents were out and Laura and Paul were
sitting on the deck. We shook hands with Paul and Laura hugged both of
us. I sat down on the bench and Toby plopped down next to me, immediately
slinging one of his legs over mine and grabbing my hand. Laura grinned. "So
that's the way it is, is it? Back at the cabin I thought I saw something
between you guys. But then I thought, no, Nate would never do that..."

Toby grunted. "Laura, I'm sorry, but I really can't hear this any
more. Yeah, I'm a few years younger than you guys. So what, I'm not a baby
anymore..."

I squeezed his thigh. "Easy, she's not seen us together yet. We still have
to work our magic on her."

Paul looked at Laura. "And I'm sure you only worried about Toby and didn't
want him harmed, right?"

Laura looked a little abashed. "Yeah, that's right. I'm not questioning
your feelings..."

Toby smiled at her. "OK, sorry. But everybody's been saying the same thing
all the time. To make it absolutely clear, it was my doing from the
start. Nate wanted to be the perfect gentleman, but I just wouldn't let
him." He grinned at me and leaned over and gave me a small bite in my ear.

Laura laughed. "OK, got it. And I heard what happened after we left. That
didn't go too well, did it?"

Toby sighed. "Let's just forget about that, OK? It's over."

I leaned over and kissed him . "And it won't ever happen again."

After that we talked about this and that until Toby's parents showed up and
we all went out for dinner.

The next days were almost perfect. We all got along great. Toby showed me
around his town, we met Sam for ice cream on Sunday afternoon, Toby and I
were the happiest people alive. And the sex was just fantastic, even better
now that Toby could finally move properly again. Some nights we'd be going
at it and when at some point we were quiet, for instance because we were
kissing, we would hear Paul and Laura having the same kind of fun in the
room next door. Then we'd laugh and get going again until we finally fell
asleep.

On Monday I took Toby to the hospital to have his stitches removed. The
doctor was the same one who had come in when I had first been with Toby. He
smiled at us. "Oh, it's you two." He looked at his chart and then checked
Toby's wounds and carefully removed the stitches on his chest. He put a new
band-aid on the scar and said, "Well Toby, your boyfriend seems to have
worked wonders. You are healing beautifully, if nothing happens you can
remove the bandage in a couple of days and after that you should be as good
as new."

Toby grinned at me and whispered, "Magic."

I spent some hours every day on my computer, finishing my paper but also
looking at colleges that weren't too far from Toby's town that I could
maybe switch to. At first I was optimistic, there were a few that would
suit my requirements. I had never aspired to being a top lawyer or manager,
I just wanted a decent education and a normal job afterwards. I spoke to
Paul about the colleges and he said he had actually considered one or two
of them but had decided against them only because he, like me, had felt he
needed to get further away from home. So I looked at their enrolling
procedures, even made a few phone calls, but of course there was no one
there at this time of the year. And none of the colleges were officially
accepting applications for the coming term any more, which I could have
known since the term would start in a couple of weeks.

I also looked at the possibilities I had as far as living quarters
went. Living on campus didn't seem to be the best idea if I wanted Toby to
come over regularly. And I did want that because as much as I liked his
parents, I still had that little awkward feeling when we were together with
them in the house. And that could easily be changed by getting my own place
and having him stay over. But that also seemed basically impossible, simply
because I couldn't afford it.

By Tuesday afternoon I was getting more and more frustrated. I sat down
with Toby and said, "Looks like we might have to fall back on plan A, me
coming over here on the weekends."

Toby's face fell. "Really?" He took a couple of breaths. "Well, I guess
I'll have to live with that. At least I know that you'll come." But he
didn't look happy. And I wasn't, either.

At dinner both of us were very quiet. Finally Toby's Dad looked over. "So
what happened to you two?"

I told him what I had found out.

He thought about it for a second. "That's how far? That would mean a four
hour drive each way, that's eight hours every weekend. That's a lot of time
wasted."

Toby grunted. "Man, if I was only old enough to drive."

His Dad shook his head. "Wouldn't really help, then you'd be wasting the
time you should be using for your homework. Especially if you want time to
spend with Nate." And he grinned at us.

But none of this really brought us closer to a solution, and Toby and I
fell silent again. When I looked over at Toby's Dad he seemed to be deep in
thought, but he didn't say anything more. That night our sex was decidedly
less enthusiastic than that next door. We mainly lay close together,
sometimes trying to figure out what to do, sometimes just being quiet
together.

When we came downstairs the next morning Toby's parents were already at the
table. We heard them talk but as we entered they looked at us and went
quiet. Toby and I stopped and looked back at them. Toby turned to me. "Do
you get the feeling they were just talking about us?"

Toby's Dad laughed. "Yeah, that's right, we were. Come here and sit down, I
have something to talk about with the two of you."

I gave Toby a quizzical look but he seemed as clueless as I was. I was a
little afraid that our bubble might be about to burst. We went over and sat
down.

Toby's Dad looked at us earnestly. "Nate, you'll have to understand that I
have to get some things straight." He looked at Toby. "OK son, I have to
ask you a question. I'm sure I know what you're going to say, but I have to
ask anyway. And I'm sorry if I have to put the needle in again. You're only
fifteen. I suppose this is the first time you've been in love like this. I
can see that you both adore each other." He actually blushed a little as he
said this. "It looks like Nate is really ready to make some big decisions
so he can be with you. Can you really and honestly say that you believe
this relationship is going to last?"

I looked at Toby. He looked at me and grabbed my hand, there were tears in
his eyes. Then he looked back at his Dad. "Oh man, yes. I mean, I can't
possibly imagine that it won't. How can you ask me that, I can't even think
about that. You know what happened after Nate left..." He swallowed hard. I
put my arm around him and pulled him close to me.

Toby's Dad smiled at us. "Yeah, I about thought that's what you'd say. OK,
so I'll accept that. Now Nate, this might have some serious consequences
for your life. So I'll ask you the same thing, even though I can see the
answer if I look at the two of you. Are you really ready to change your
life this much? Move, change college, completely change your plans? And
then, what would your parents say about that?"

Now it was my turn to swallow. "Well, first of all, my plans were never
that fixed to begin with. It was basically a coincidence I went to this
college, it just happened to be the first one to accept me. So changing
would not be such a big deal. And second, my parents basically left it up
to me what I do. I'm still trying to find out what I want to do in life and
they are not pushing me any way. And I think they really like Toby." I had
to swallow again. "And me..." I looked at Toby and thought about how I
could put my feelings into words so that his Dad would understand. "I know
that you never know what life will bring you. But ever since Thanksgiving,
and especially ever since that night at the hospital, there is no doubt in
my mind that whatever my life will bring me, it will not be worth having if
Toby isn't part of it."

Toby squeezed my hand and smiled at me, and we both had tears in our eyes
again.

Toby's Dad cleared his throat. He looked at his wife. "OK, if we don't
watch out, these two will get married before Paul and Laura do." He
laughed, then he looked back at us. "So, here's my suggestion." He pushed a
college brochure over to me. "You apply here, that's only 45 minutes from
here, and you start in fall. If you're willing to give up half a year for
Toby, you come down here and work until then. Paul said you're pretty good
with computers. There's a woman in our IT department who will go on
maternity leave in February. I am offering you that job until you go back
to college."

I couldn't believe my ears. Toby was also looking at his Dad with big eyes.

Toby's Dad went on. "Now about living. I can imagine you'd feel
uncomfortable moving in with us, although you'd be welcome to. But I guess
you don't want to go back to living with the parents, even if, or
especially if, they're not yours but those of your boyfriend. On the other
hand we can't honestly allow Toby to live somewhere else yet, even if he
feels so very grown up right now." Toby blushed and grinned at his Dad. "So
how about this? We still have that space above the garage that Paul wanted
to turn into a room for himself for years but never did because he was too
lazy." The garage he was talking about was a huge one with room for three
cars, separated from the house by a row of trees. "That's far enough from
the house so you'll have your privacy but still close enough we know where
you are. I'll have a small bathroom put in there and you can both do the
rest of the renovation together. You should be able to get that done in a
couple of weeks. So, what do you say?"

I was dumbstruck. I couldn't believe we could be so lucky. I grinned at
Toby, he grinned at me. Finally Toby was the first to find his voice. "Oh
man, Dad, are you serious? Yeah, I'll do the work all by myself if I have
to."

His Dad looked at me. "Nate?"

I actually blushed again. "Sir, I don't know what to say. I'd love to do
this. All of it. But I don't know if I can accept that..."

Toby's Dad smiled. "Don't worry, I'm not giving anything away for
free. You'll have to work full time until you go back to school and you're
gonna pay rent. Since I'm sure our son will basically be living over there
with you, I'll reckon you're using half the room so I'll charge you half
the rent I could get otherwise. I think that should be well within your
budget and that way you'll have all the rights of a normal renter and you
don't have to feel you're here at our mercy. Oh, and don't you ever call me
Sir again. You know my name." He smiled again.

I sat there just looking at him. I could feel a weight lifting from my
heart and all I could say was, "Yes ... yes, thank you."

After that there was a lot of talking and laughing, finally Paul and Laura
also came down, Toby and I falling over each other to tell them what had
been decided. Paul looked at me and pulled a grimace. "Oh man, you're
telling me I really have to get used to a new room mate?"

Laura laughed. "Or we can put our resources together and try and get a
place of our own."

After more babble Toby's Dad suddenly said, "By the way, what's everybody
doing tonight. It's New Year's Eve after all."

Paul said, "Laura and I are going over to Rob's party, what are you doing?"

His Mom smiled. "We were hoping for a quiet evening together. We figured
you'd all be partying somewhere."

Toby and I looked at each other. I realized I hadn't thought about this at
all. Toby said, "Well, Sam's going to some party and she asked if we wanted
to go. But somehow I don't feel right going to a party after what happened
last time. I'm sure someone's going to smuggle in alcohol. And anyway, I
somehow just don't see me and Nate there with all those kids."

Paul laughed. "Look who's talking."

I smiled at Toby and leaned close to him. "I think we have some celebrating
to do on our own, don't we?"

Paul heard it and laughed again. Then he seemed to think of
something. "Hey, why don't you two go out to the cabin? If you really want
to be on your own, that's the best place. It's only a couple hour's drive
from here and Mom and Dad would have their evening to themselves. Laura and
I won't be back until morning, I'm sure."

Toby's Dad looked a little skeptical for a second. Then he made up his
mind. "OK, why not. The keys are in the box in the hall. Just make sure you
lock up properly when you come back."

Toby and I looked at each other again. It was obvious we both thought this
was a great idea. We went back upstairs immediately to pack up a few
things. When we were in Toby's room we stood looking at each other for a
second, both of us grinning widely. Then Toby practically jumped into my
arms. "Oh my god, can you believe that. We're really going to make it
work."

This time it was me who said, "Magic!"

Then we really did pack our stuff, got the keys to the cabin, said good bye
and got going. At the cabin, which was even further south, it was still
warmer and we sat outside on the back porch all afternoon, watching the sea
and making plans. When it got dark we turned on the porch light, put some
pizza in the oven and went back out to eat. After dinner we took a long
walk on the beach, hand in hand, ignoring the irritated looks we got from
some people we met, smiling back if someone smiled at us.

When we got back we sat on the porch again, together in one of the deck
chairs, me behind Toby, his head on my chest. I was caressing Toby's arms
and he was rubbing his leg on mine. Suddenly he chuckled. "Hey, I just
remembered. This is where it all started. If someone had told me back then
that we'd be back here a few weeks later, you and me together, completely
happy, planning our life together, I'd have called him crazy."

I also laughed. "Yeah, you didn't know what you started."

Toby also laughed. "And I was so nervous when I started showing off to
you."

I looked at him from the side, putting on a mock unbelieving expression and
an exaggerated tone. "You showing off to me? I can't remember that. What
would you have to show off? I think you'll have to remind me of what you
mean..."

Toby chuckled again and got up from the deck chair. He turned around and
grinned at me in the dim light cast by the porch lamp. Then he slowly and
seductively started to pull his shirt off. Once again I was struck by his
beauty, his wonderful body, the skin over his belly muscles and his pecs
finally clear again, the bruises gone, just the small scar from the
operation left as a reminder of what had happened.

I grinned at him. "Oh, that's what you mean. Now I remember. You only did
that because you were so hot to get at this though, didn't you?" And with
that I also pulled my shirt off. I saw Toby look at me with those hungry
eyes I knew so well by now and it made me feel perfect.

He grinned again. "Yeah, but I had to bring out the big guns to get at you,
didn't I?" And then he started a slow gyrating movement with his hips and
unbuttoned his fly. He slowly lowered his pants and I saw his boxers
stretched over a huge tent once again. He turned around, stepped out of his
pants and started pushing down his boxers, showing me his bubble butt. He
turned back around, looked at me, grinning and licking his lips, and lifted
the waistband of his boxers over his erection. By then I was totally
mesmerized, watching open mouthed. The effect was a little ruined though
when, after dropping his boxers, Toby hopped around first on one leg and
then on the other to get his socks off.

He straightened up again and we both laughed. Still I was totally
fascinated when I looked at him, standing there in his naked splendor, only
for me, smiling at me. Then he stepped up and looked down at me. "So? Are
you gonna play shy again?"

I laughed again, then I opened my pants, lifted my hips off the deck chair
and pushed them down, taking my boxers and socks off along with them. When
I looked up Toby was standing right in front of the chair. I bent forward
and grabbed him by the hips, pulling him towards me. He understood what I
wanted and stood over me and the chair, his legs on both sides. That way
his beautiful dick was right in front of my face. I looked up into his
eyes. "Toby, I love you so much, there just are no words..."

Toby opened his mouth to say something but I had already put my mouth on
his dick and leaned forward, going down on him in one move as far as I
could, his dick hitting the back of my throat. Whatever Toby had meant to
say came out as a loud groan. Then he put his hands on my head and started
shoving his dick in and out of my mouth. My own dick was sticking up
straight under him but I didn't touch it, concentrating only on giving him
as much pleasure as I possibly could. I grabbed his balls in my right hand,
pulling down lightly whenever he pushed his dick down my throat. My left
hand went around his butt and I started sliding my finger into his ass
crack.

After a couple of minutes of this I started pushing my finger into his butt
hole. When Toby felt that he used his hands on my head to stop me moving
back and forth. He pulled his dick out of my mouth, panting, and looked
under him. He saw what he expected and slowly lowered himself until his
butt hole was touching my dick. He looked me in the eyes and said, "I love
you more." Then he lowered himself further and my dick slipped into him.

I groaned, Toby slipped down on me further, and once again I felt that
incredible feeling of his hot insides gripping my dick. Toby also groaned
and gyrated his hips. I grabbed his dick in my left hand, my right gripping
his butt cheek. Toby moved up and down on my dick, I lifted my hips to meet
him on every move, both of us moaning loudly. Toby leaned forward and
kissed me. At that second we heard the fireworks start far off for the New
Year.

Toby went down once more, grunted loudly into my mouth, his dick began
jumping wildly in my hand and he started shooting his cum. Once again that
feeling of his insides clamping down on my dick was too much for me and I
also started pumping my cum into him. The orgasm went on and on, our spasms
almost synchronous, and still we were kissing.

After an eternity of shared orgasm we finally calmed down a bit. Toby broke
the kiss and looked at me. "Happy New Year."

I beamed at him. "Happy New Life!" And we kissed again.



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OK, that's it. This is where I leave Toby and Nate to live their new life
in peace.

Yeah, I can hear you scream "Noooo, we want more!" But let's be
honest. What comes next is either the description of their day to day life,
only made interesting when they have the kind of fun they like best. Or, to
keep things interesting otherwise, they'd have to go through any number of
problems, which I don't want them to have to face. I'm just such a sucker
for happy endings.

We have seen them go thorugh the most exciting time of discovery and change
in their life, which is what I love to explore. And now, if I can find it
in me, I will explore elsewhere. You will hear from me once I am ready.

I hope you enjoyed my story, and please, as always, tell me what you
think. Thank you!


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