Date: Mon, 5 Feb 2007 16:30:38 -0800 (PST) From: LJ Subject: the dare 2.2 (b/b mast oral anal ages 7 and 9) Copyright 2007 by LJ; all rights reserved. This document may not be distributed for pay with out the consent of the author on any web site. This is a work of fiction depicting sexual acts between consenting preteen boys. This material is protected under the first amendment to the constitution of the United States of America. If you are under age, the law says that I have to tell you to not read it. Write the word Flames in the subject if you are sending flames so I can get my medication out before reading. Disclaimer: If this material is illegal in your jurisdiction, stop reading before the law comes and kicks your door in. This is fiction, make believe, it did not happen. At least not when I was there; bummer. Story codes: (b/b mast, oral, anal, ages 7 and 9) **** The dare 2.2 "I love your mom's cooking." I say to Ivan as we sit on his bed. His little brother is taking his bath, and we are just sitting around talking. "Me too, but I am still stuffed." Ivan answers. "Hey, what do you think Mike is doing in the tub?" He asks suddenly. "Taking his bath." I say. "No man, I bet he is playing with his cock." Ivan answers, and breaks out into a grin. "He is only seven dude." I say. "So what, did you not like your cock when you were seven?" He asks. "Yeah, but maybe he doesn't even know what to do." I answer. "Trust me dude, he knows how to use it." Ivan says. "I heard him a few nights ago when he came back from the bathroom and he thought I was asleep all the way." "He got into bed and then I started to hear his covers go swish swish swish, over and over for a long time. Then after a while his bed made this little squeaks really fast, and I heard him pant. Then he stopped and went to sleep." "For reals dude?" I ask. I cant' deny it, I have a hard on just thinking of Mike already being able to play with himself even though he is only seven, and in first grade. Okay, so I had started just as young, but I always thought it was a special secret thing that nobody knew about until later. Something that kids did not learn how to do until they were at least eight. Just goes to show, even months when one is young mean years. And to his little brother we were almost what teenagers were to us in age difference. So he was always trying to fit in with us, and play our games. "Dude, you want to go check on him in the tub?" Ivan asks. "I don't know, what if your mom comes and checks on us?" I ask. "Nah, she won't." Ivan says. "She and dad are watching their movie, and they don't bother us when we take baths. That's why they show us how to do it." "Okay, but won't Mike freak out?" I ask. "Nah, trust me." Ivan answers. "He is going to try to show off after I dare him to show us how he makes his wiener get the tickles." "Okay, lets go." I say, my mouth dry with anticipation. Though only two years younger than I, I am already finding something magical about sex and kids younger than me. We get up and make our way to the bathroom which is next to Ivan's bedroom. I am feeling butterflies in my tummy with the anticipation of seeing Mike's wiener, and watching him play with it. I remember feeling like that earlier on in the grade school bathroom when the little boy flashed me before I went into jack off. Ivan gives a little knock, then opens the door. "Hurry, get inside." He says to me and quickly closes the door behind us, locking it. "What are you guys trying to do?" Asks Mike with a little annoyed voice. "We wanted to see if you were being naughty in the bathtub." Ivan says, coming close to the edge of the tub. "No, I am just taking a bath." Mike says. He is sitting neck deep in water with his little toys all around. He has a little boat, a couple of action figures, and a small bucket for poring water over his head that he is using as a boat for one of his action figures. I love doing jus that when I take a bath even though I am now nine, though I don't take many baths now. I rather take a shower, or if I do take a bath, I like jacking off better. Mike is cute in a way. He is seven, and is about five inches shorter than me so that he comes up to my chin. He has these cute little eyes too. "Nah, you were I bet." Ivan says. "No, I was not." "Were too!" "Was not!" "You guys, won't your mom hear?" I ask nervously. "Yeah, shhh." Ivan says. "You shhh!" Mike says, and splashes Ivan. "OH shit!" I say. "Now you got water all over the place Mike." Ivan says. "Leave me alone. Go away and let me take my bath." Mike says. I grab the towel and start to mop up the trail of water on the floor. "We'll go, but first you got to show us you weren't being naughty." Ivan says. "No, go away." Mike says, starting to become annoyed. "Come on Mike, just stand up for a second and show us your wiener is not all hard." Ivan says. "You will go away if I show you?" Mike asks. "Yeah, we will." Ivan answers. I can tell that he is feeling horny as well. There is a little tent in his shorts. My own shorts are tented as well, and I am starting to feel some pain in my cock as it is so hard. "Okay, look it!" Mike says, and stands up. "Oh wow!" I exclaim. Mike's little cock is rock hard and standing straight up. His points to the sky, and it is about two and three quarter inches long. Like us, he is not cut, and his little ball sack is all wrinkly and drawn up. But unlike us, his' stands up really straight trying to crawl up his tummy. For some reason, I feel my mouth water at the sight of his little seven-year-old boy cock as Mike stands there, dripping in the tub. And I notice that Ivan seems a bit agitated as well. Mike gives a little chuckle as he looks at us. Then he shakes his hips back and forth and from side to side, trying to point his little cock in all directions. "You were being naughty!" Ivan says, and Mike gives another little giggle. "I dare you to show us how you were being naughty." Ivan says. "Okay, but if I do, you two have to show me your wieners." Mike says. "Look-" Ivan quickly says and yanks his shorts and undies down to reveal his three inch boner to his little brother. "You too, Tim." Mike says looking straight at me. For some reason, I have a moment of self consciousness. Then it is gone, and I quickly shed my shorts. I have to work on my undies for a moment as my cock is stuck in the little hole as it tries to get it, then I am finally pulling them down and freeing my boner for Mike to see. "Tim's is bigger than your Ivan." Mike says immediately. "I know. Now show us how you make yourself get the tickles on your wiener." Ivan says. Mike gives a little smile, and we both move closer to the tub as if on queue. The Mike is moving his little hands close to his penis in slow motion, realizing he has our full attention. Then the first three fingers of his right hand close around the little shaft, towards the top, with the thumb at the back of his little head. He just holds it for a second, then he starts to move it slowly up and down. I notice immediately he starts getting goose flesh, probably from the coolness of the room, and from the sudden feelings he is starting to give himself as he rubs his little penis. We both watch opened mouthed as Mike masturbates his seven-year-old little cock before us. I feel my own boner throb, and my mouth goes dry. It looks so hot to see the little boy in first, almost second grade doing it for us. For about 30 seconds Mike keeps that slow and so sensual up and down rhythm on his little cock, then he stops and lets go of it. "There, now leave!" He says. "Go away and let me finish taking my bath." "Wait Mike." I say, my voice sounding strange with my own excitement. "Use your whole fist around your wiener." "Huh?" He asks. "You know, like you were doing it with your fingers, but use your whole fist." I say. He immediately tries to wrap his small fist around his cock, but it is obvious that it is too small to fist and have a good grip. Still Mike tries it. At first he experiments slowly, then he opens the bottom fingers to have a looser grip at the bottom, while keeping his top fingers tight around his little cock head. Then he starts to jack himself with long slow strokes. Immediately we can all hear the excess wetness of it starting to make slurp sounds around his little cock. That sounds so hot to me that I grab my own cock and start to fist myself quickly. It looks so hot to watch Mike Jacking off that I go off in less than 15 seconds. Both kids just look at me, probably wondering if I suddenly lost my mind. I am pounding my little cock hard, and panting, not carrying who listens. Then I cum hard, my little orgasm almost making me stand up on my tippy toes. My cheeks turn deep red, and I feel them seemingly burning with heat. My little boner throbs and jumps in my fist over and over, and over as my eyes are glued to the seven-year-old little boy who despite my out burst is still experimentally stroking himself slowly. I finally come down from my heights of pleasure and am a little embarrassed. "That must have been a good one." Ivan says grinning. "Yeah." Mike chimes in. "I had one like that the other day." He says. "Yeah, I heard you at night under the covers too." Ivan says. "It made my pee-pee feel so yummy." Little Mike says. I turn and walk to the toilet and start to take a piss. Ivan gives his little cock a few strokes as he waits. Mike just lets go of his and suddenly lets himself drop back into the water. "Okay, let me finish my bath." He says. "We can play later when I finish." "Are you doing to give your wiener the tickles in the tub?" I van asks. "I don't know, maybe for a little bit." Mike answers. "Maybe I will just save it for later on when I am in my bed., Or I will do it here and there too." "Now go away!" Ivan smiles at his little brother and turns. "Bye." He says. as he yanks his shorts up and then walks to the door. I linger behind flushing the toilet, and then coming to stand next to Mike. He just looks at me, and then his face lights up. A naughty glint comes into his eyes. "What?" He asks smiling. "You got a cute wiener." I whisper. "Want to touch it?" He asks in a whisper. Had I not just had an orgasm, I would have gotten very close to having one just like that. "Can I?" I ask also in a whisper. Mike stands up, his little boy cock never losing his hardness. I reach out my hand and so very tenderly close my fingers around it. It feels so smooth, and yet harder than anything I have felt before. Though wet from the water of the tub, it feels very hot to the touch. It seems it is harder than even mine gets. It is skinny, and as I feel it, Mike makes it suddenly jump as he tightens his pelvic muscles. Then I give it a few up and down strokes causing Mike to give a quiet little gasp of surprise. "We can play some when you finish, if you want." I say needing to get out of there less his mom checks up on him. Though my desire is to stay and play with this little piece of candy he has between his little legs and see how hard I can make him get his tickles. "Okay." Mike says, still whispering. "We can do it when Mom tucks me in, that way she won't come back." "Yeah, alright." I say, then reach with my other hand to softly stroke his little ball sack. This causes him to giggle. "That tickles!" He almost yells delightedly. And that is my queue to get out of there. I have no doubt his mom heard that. I let go of him, and smile. He grins back and plops himself back down to finish his bath. I dry my hands on my shorts as I pull them up and leave, pulling the bathroom door ajar. Back in the room, I close the door behind me and join Ivan on the bed where he is waiting. "What took you so long?" He asks. "I was talking to Mike, making sure he wouldn't tell." I lie. For some reason I feel shy about telling Ivan about my touching Mike's little cock. "You really liked him playing with his wiener, huh?" He asks. I blush. "Its alright, I liked it too." He says. "I feel like jacking off right now." He says. "Me too." I finally admit. "But we have to wait till we go to bed." He says. "That way mom won't check on us." "Come on , lets play go fish." **** We spent the next half an hour or so playing cards while Mike finished with his bath. Then, because it was getting late, Ivan's mom told us to jump and grab a quick shower together in the other bathroom. Just like that, so we did. I think Ivan's dad had just taken a shower as well after their movie had finished, because we started running out of hot water just as I was rinsing the shampoo out of my hair. That really sucked as I wanted to play with Ivan's cock and have him play with mine. But nothing much happened except for a few strokes of each other's wieners as we were soaping. We get out and find Mike has just come out of his bath, and is still in his towel. Ivan closes the door behind us as we come into their shared room. Then as Mike goes by to the dresser, Ivan reaches out and pulls his towel off of him. "Wheee!" He squeaks at his younger brother, then points as his shrunken little cock. "Quit!" Mike cries out. "You are being a butt." Ivan reaches out and gives Mike a little spank that resounds through out the room. "Ouch! Quit!" Mike says turning around. "I am going to tell mom on you." "Wah!" Ivan yells back. "Don't be such a cry baby." "Why are you being mean to me?" Mike asks, suddenly quite upset. "Am not, I am just playing with you." Ivan says. I know it sounds as if Ivan was a little mean, but I truly didn't know any boy his age with younger brother who treated them as kind and who really seemed not to mind them as Ivan did. So for Mike to be thinking that he was mean surprised me. Then I realized that it was because of me. I remembered the way Mike had asked me if I wanted to feel him in the tub, after Ivan had left. Mike was actually feeling embarrassed. I move to Ivan's side and quickly yank his towel off of him. "Hey, what are you doing butt face?" He asks turning around. He ends up with his back to Mike, and suddenly he takes the hint. His little hand lands squarely against Ivan's bare ass with a smack! "Ouch! I am going to get you for that." Ivan says and spins around, only to be right next to my hand which gets him on his right ass cheek. "Ah!" He cries out, and Mike starts to cackle. I start to laugh just listening to how hard Mike is laughing. Ivan gives his stinging ass a few soothing swipes, then also starts to laugh. A moment later they both gang up on me, pulling my towel, then one of them grabbing my cock, while the other goes behind me and slaps my ass a few times. I think we must have made just a little too much noise for Ivan's mom, because she knocks on the door and tells us to get dress, and start to get ready for bed. "Oops." I say. "Its alright, she just doesn't like it too much when we horse around." Ivan says. I notice that Mike is standing next to Ivan, but his little hand has reached down and grabbed at his little cock. Then he gives himself a few playful strokes which make his little boner pop straight up in about three seconds. "Mike, I dare you to go out and run across the hallway naked, with your boner out all hard like that." Ivan says. "No way!" Mike answers. "Mom is out there." "No, she isn't, watch I'll go check." Ivan says, and grabs a pair of clean undies from a drawer, then putting them on he quickly opens the door and looks out. "Nothing, look." He says. "Okay." Mike says, and suddenly steps passed him to run across the hall to his parent's room, and back. "Mike! What are you doing!?" His mom yells from down stairs. "Oops!" Ivan says, just as Mike is back in the door. "You said she wasn't there." Mike says "She wasn't." Ivan answers. "I didn't know she would be looking up the stairs." Ivan says. "If I get in trouble you got to kiss my butt." Mike says. We wait for a moment wondering when the shit would hit the fan, but she never comes up. So we get our pj's on. "Dude, do you sleep in your pjs?" Ivan asks. "No, I just put them on because your mom is coming up." I say. "We sleep in our undies after she leaves." Ivan says. "Oh yeah, what else do you guys do after mom leaves." I ask, curiously. "Nothing." Mike says sounding a little too innocent. "Sure." I say. "Sometimes we just feel each others wieners, that's all." Ivan says. That would sure change in a few minutes. Their mom comes in and tucks Mike in. She puts a bit of baby oil on his face, and she kisses him good night, and turns to us. We get much the same treatment, minus the oil, and soon all three of us are in bed. Mike is in his own bed, while Ivan and I share the other. We wait for about five minutes just quietly talking before Ivan jumps out of bed and runs to lock the door. Mike has a nigh light on, so we can still se good enough, and I soon join Ivan by the side of the bed. I quickly shed my pjs and am left in my undies, like him. Then Mike gets up, and sheds his. I can see that he is already sporting an nice little hard on. "Now what?" He asks, in a very quiet whisper, yet with that naughty voice that only a seven-year-old can use when about to do something off the scale. "Want to play tickles?" Ivan asks him. "Yeah." He answers. "Okay, lay down, and we will do you first." Ivan says. Mike grins from ear to ear and quickly lays back on his bed getting under the covers. Ivan moves next to him bending forward to stick his hand under the covers. Then he is moving his arm back and forth. I can see a bulge move under the covers bunching them up and down. "Why you do it under the sheets?" I ask. "Cause it feels all yummy and warm." Mike answers with a sweet little voice. Then he gives out a little moan. "You do it to him Tim." Ivan says, and pulls his hand out. I move to take his place and as I move my hand under the covers, Mike's hand finds mine and directs me to his little boner. I feel my mouth go dry the moment my fingers wrap around his little seven-year-old lollypop. He puts my fingers around it using a three finger grip, then he is pumping my hand up and down on himself in a very erotic and slow rhythm. Next to me, Ivan has his little three incher out and is jacking himself slowly as he watches. Mike keeps hold of my hand directing my masturbation of his little boner for almost a full minute, then he lets go of me an leans back on the pillow to enjoy my treat. There is such an angelic grin on his face, and his little eyes are staring blankly at the ceiling as I masturbate him. Only the sound of his short little pants start to fill the room. That and the insistant swish swish swish swish swish swish swish as my hand rubs the covers on every stroke of his seven-year-old little penis. As little Mike shifts, my rhythmic stroking makes him shake enough to make the bed give out little squeaks at the same speed of my jacking. I wonder if his mom would be able to hear, but they seem to not care, so I continue my ministrations to his lovely penis. "He is doing it good, huh Mike?" Ivan asks bending over towards Mike. "Yeah, so good and yummy." Little Mike whispers back sounding almost out of breath with his excitement. Then Ivan is kissing his little brother three little pecks in the mouth that little Mike returns at the same time. At that moment I so wished I had a little brother as well to kiss good night, and to play tickles with like we were doing to Mike. "Want me to suck on your nippies?" Ivan asks as he pulls away. "Yeah." Mike answers, still panting. Then Ivan is bending forward and closing his lips to Mike's right little nipple, and licking all around it. Mike actually gives a little moan. Then his little hand finds my own as I keep pumping his little almost three inch wonder and grabs it. He then steps up the pace of my rubbing on him. I feel sudden little spasms travel the length of his little cock, then he is gasping. His hand closes around my fingers and he starts to move even quicker. Then his little hips thrust upward and he is giving a very childish ah under his breath as suddenly his little cock truly starts to jump between my stroking fingers. Huge spasms make the little piece of candy throb and jump, almost as if it were trying to shake my fingers off. Little Mike's face is a mask of joy and bliss as me and Ivan both work on his little body. His little orgasm more intense than any I've seen before lasts for longer than mine ever do. It is almost like he keeps starting over so that he has almost 15 seconds of bliss. I would later learn that it is possible for prepubescent children to experience serial orgasm, though I wish I would have. Very slowly, Mike starts to slow my jacking of him, his little cock remaining as hard as only a seven-year-old's can even after such a mind shattering orgasm. Ivan gives him another little kiss in the mouth as Mike finally pulls my hand away from his ultra sensitive little penis. Then he just lays my hand aside. He lifts his hips to get his undies back up, then lies back down. "Thanks Tim that was magic." He whispers, still trying to catch his breath. A moment later he yawns widely and Ivan smoothes the covers over him. A minute later, the child is fast asleep. "I forgot to tell you that he just melts after he gets his tickles." Ivan says. "I have to get him to give me mine first, or he will just forget." "Even if we do it after school, he will just run off." "I don't think I have seen anybody get the tickles so hard." I say, still quite impressed with my handy work. "Yeah, he always gets them like that." "Lets get on my bed and play." Ivan says. "What you want to do?" I ask, as if I didn't know. "Remember what Matt said about Ken?" He asks. "What about sucking on his wiener and drinking his stuff?" I ask. "Yeah." Ivan answers, his little hand holding his cock. "Want me to do it for you?" He asks. "You would?" I ask. "Yeah, we are all clean, and it won't taste like anything but skin." "Okay." I say, my own cock tingling with excitement. I lay back and spread my legs. Ivan moves so that his mouth is poised over my three inch hardon and he just closes his lips over me. I almost jump at the sensation of wet warmth which is enveloping my wiener. I think I gasped. Ivan pulls away and grins. "Feels good, huh?" He asks. "Yeah man, its out of this world." I answer, and Ivan goes back to sucking me. His technique is nothing like Matt's, as he seems more intent on just slurping all around my dick with hardly no play from his tongue to stimulate it. I try to prompt him by moving my hips back and forth, but he doesn't quite get it. Then he pulls away even before I start to get remotely close to an orgasm. "Why you stop dude?" I ask. "I want to have a cuddle." He says. Then he pulls his undies back up and crawls under the covers. "Come on Tim, lets just hug for a little bit." He says. "Dude, that's sissy stuff." I say, still frustrated by the interrupted blow job. "No, trust me, you'll like it." He says. I pull my own undies up, and join him resigning to a lost orgasm, and lay behind him. "You are going to love this, just wait." He says. "It is going to give you the tickles like ten times harder." "Remember the baby oil?" He asks as he presses back against me. "Yeah, what about it." I ask, still a bit upset. "If you put some on your wiener, and I put some in my butt crack, you can put your dick in me and move it in and out like a pussy, and it feels like mega good." He says. Suddenly the idea seems to appeal to my raging boner as it gives a jump. "You sure your mom will not come in and check on us?" I ask Ivan as I spoon behind him under the covers. "No, she never does after I go to bed," he answers, and presses his ass back against me. It feels so soft, yet hard against me, and my dick seems to be nestled in the crack of it even through our undies. "Okay, if you really want to do it." I say. "Won't it be like gross though?" "Nah, we are clean remember." He says. Then he pushes his ass against me over and over, trying to get my cock to push harder into the crack of it. "It makes your butt tingle dude, like it wants something in it." He says. But having had no prior experience, I could not relate as of yet. Nonetheless, his pushing back against me is doing very nice things to my cock as it is getting enough stimulation to want more. "I am going to grab the baby oil." He says, and throws the covers back. Then he is moving to the night stand and brings the little bottle of lube back with him as he climbs back into bed. I reach down to pull my undies off, and he does the same. "I'll do you." He says, and squirts a bit of the oil on to his palm. As he squeezes the bottle it makes a farting sound that almost makes us bust out laughing. Then he is rubbing his lubed little hand all over my cock and balls, giving me a generous coding of the oil. It feels nice and hot as his little hand plays with me. Then he gives me the bottle and lays face down. I open up his butt crack and squeeze a squirt of the oil into it. "That tickles dude." He says, his little voice sounding muffled. "Now what?" I ask. "Just set the bottle on the side and get behind me." He says. Then he turns on to his side, and races his knees up to his chest. "Just get behind me and put it in my butt." He says. I set the bottle on the night stand, and move behind him spooning up against him. My little cock seems to have a mind of its own as it prods his butt cheeks apart. Either by accident, or by design, his little ass is spread enough with this position so that his little hole is exposed. As I press against him, he shifts back to help me. Then quite on its own, I feel my cock start to go in. There is a bit of resistance from his little hole for a moment, then suddenly it seems to just open wide and swallows me whole. I throw my right leg over his waist and wrap my arms around him. "Dude, that feels so good!" I say behind his head. "I told you." He says. "You should feel how it is in my butt." He says. "It is like it wants your wiener in it." "Okay, you got to move it in and out like if we were fucking." He says. "Okay." I say, and try to find enough pull to do it. His little butt is pressed against my hairless pelvis, and his little hole is sucking on me as he squeezes the muscles of his ass. With my leg draped around him like that I can get all of my little cock into his ass. He starts to try to help me out by moving his hips. Then I got enough of a hold on his body to start to rock against him. My cock only moving an inch or so in and out, but it is pure bliss as I feel his increasingly lubed little passage caress me as the baby oil starts to spread. A moment later my dick pops out with a little kissing sound. That is when I come up with the idea of having him lay on top of the pillows with his crotch on them. We move them to the center of the bed, andhe he lays his little cock on to them. Then I spread his legs and crawl behind him. His little ass is opened enough for me to go right in. He tries to help out by racing himself some on his elbows. This position gives me full control, and I can actually start to slide all of my boy meat in and out of his little lubed nine-year-old ass. Half a minute later I got a good rhythm going. We start to make his little bed squeak some. Again I worry that his parents might hear, but he seems not to be worried, so I keep going. I am starting to get so horny that I start to really give it to him. I have found enough of a distance using the feelings in my cock to tell when I am about to slip out, so I am able to control the length of my strokes. My little hairless pelvis starts to clap against his bubble butt making child spanking noises to every in stroke. Beneath me, Ivan is giving out little pants, and his own hand is under himself playing with his little cock. In the little bed next to us, Mike sleeps soundly. Beneath us, the bed squeaks, and squeaks, and squeaks, so erotically as nine-year-olds fuck on it. Then Ivan's little ass muscles start to ripple as he reaches his little orgasm. This spurs me on to fuck him faster. There is enough baby oil in his ass now to let my dick move in and out freely. Also, we are starting to make slurp noises as my dick goes in and out. As he cums, his ass squeezes, and squeezes all around my little cock, and I feel my tickles coming. I fuck him faster, and harder, really making the bed squeak beneath our combined 130 pounds of fourth grader lust. He starts to moan mindlessly beneath me. I can only gasp and pant as the full blast of my first fuck induced orgasm hits me. I can't even cry out, I give a croaking sound in the back of my throat as my cock starts to jump and jump in his lubed little ass bathing me with pleasure. I throw my head back and just let out a series of throaty squeaks. My cock must be doing some very nice things to Ivan's ass because he is squeezing it with all his strength trying to get all of my spasms to transmit against his rectal passage and on to his writhing little boy body. I see stars before my eyes, my toes curl, and I think I actually start to shake as I finally just drop on top of my best friend. Still fully plugged to him, our little boy bodies connected, I just cling to him from behind, my mouth next to his ear as I pant trying to catch my breath. I feel so close to him, that all I can do is hug him to me. For some reason my body feels as if it belongs at top of Ivan, just holding him. We lay like that for almost two minutes, then I start to get heavy. Ivan moves and shifts himself out from under me, only to turn around and push me on my side. Then he gives me a bear hug and presses his cheek against mine as he throws his leg over my waist. Between our bodies, our little cocks press and rub together, still hard as only nine-year-old wieners can stay, even after such orgasms. We can't seem to find words to say anything, so we just hold each other for a long time.