Date: Wed, 26 Apr 2000 02:15:33 EDT
From: William Watts <bwstories44@hotmail.com>
Subject: You Pass This Way But Once - Chapter 14

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You Pass This Way But Once - by BW
            Copyright 2000 by bwstories44
Chapter 14 - The beginning of the end.
                    March 2000

On Wednesday we packed up our tents and other gear and we hiked back to our
cabins.  We ate a late lunch in the mess hall and then we had free time
until the evening activities.  Robbie and Timmy had already informed us
that this free time period was to be used to swap partners again, this time
getting an opportunity to enjoy the one that we didn't get to be alone with
on the campout.  We all agreed and we looked forward to this special time
with a special friend.  We slipped away from the camp and made our way to
our secret place.

This time I was with Robbie as Seth and Timmy paired up.  As I kissed
Robbie and began to remove his clothing, I asked him what he wanted to do.
He thought for a minute and then he informed me that he wanted for us to
fuck each other.  I agreed and asked him which he wanted to do first.  He
said that he'd like to do me, if that was all right.  I told him it was and
I handed him my shrinking tube of Vaseline so he could prepare me.  I got
down on all fours and Robbie applied the gel to my hole.  When he had
finished with me, I turned around and quickly greased up his boner for
action.  He moved in behind me and I soon felt his rod prying open the gate
to my tunnel of love.  He entered me without any difficulty and he was now
sliding his tool back and forth, building the friction that would give him
his ultimate pleasure.  I contracted my muscles and moved back and forth to
mirror his actions, trying to give him the greatest gratification from his
effort.  Robbie was panting loudly as he quickened his pace and he was soon
unleashing a small torrent of cum inside of me.  He braced himself on my
back, physically weakened from his orgasm, until he could support himself
long enough to withdraw his penis from my boy cunt.

I sat beside Robbie, as he waited for his strength and consciousness to
return to him, and I wrapped my arms around his upper body and drew him
into me.  Robbie melted against me contentedly as he absorbed the warmth
and affection I was showing him.  He soon looked up at me and smiled.

"Thanks, Logan.  I really needed that.  I'm really glad that you're my
friend.  I'm not sure how I'd handle it if I didn't have you, Seth and
Timmy to rely on."

"Me either.  You three are my world and I'm not sure if life would be worth
living without you in it."

We both hugged each other again before we exchanged a new round of kisses.
Robbie and I were getting as much out of the cuddling and just being with
each other as we were from the sex.  After enjoying this for quite some
time, Robbie indicated that he was ready for me to perform my act of love
on him.  He stroked my semi-erect cock back to full attention and oiled it
up before he presented his butt to me for me to loosen him for penetration.
I couldn't help but stare at that cute, pink Cyclops that winked
occasionally at me as I probed in with my petroleum coated fingers.  Now we
were both ready.

I pulled Robbie onto my lap and slowly lowered his body, impaling him on my
stiff pole.  When he was completely seated with his ass cheeks resting on
my upper thighs, I wrapped my arms around him and slowly lifted him up and
down on my woody.  Robbie had his arms around my neck and he was kissing me
like there would be no tomorrow as I kept my penis ramming in and out of
his tight chute.  I could feel Robbie's moans vibrate on my tongue and in
my mouth as the noises he was making were interspersed throughout our
continual open-mouth kissing.

The warmth of Robbie's hot passageway was wrapped securely around my blood
engorged love muscle and I was lost in my own feelings and the ecstasy of
the encounter.  I could feel Robbie's love in his every action and I was
grateful for that day when he had first made his come-on to both Seth and
myself.  He saw a chance and he took it and each of us has benefited
repeatedly from that risky encounter.  We each owed something to Robbie for
having the courage to risk such enormous pain that his failure could have
brought him.

I was now at the point where every part of my being was involved in the
orgasm that was about to explode out of that tiny egress.  There were
tingling sensations rippling throughout my body as my prostate and
testicles combined to produce the seminal fluids that would soon be
catapulted up my shaft and into Robbie's bowels.  We were both panting
audibly as I worked Robbie more and more quickly up and down my mast until
my body stiffened and I made my final thrust into him.  I held my prick in
his channel, as far as it would reach, as I shot my wad, several streams of
thick white sperm, into Robbie's intestines.  From that moment forward we
just clung to each other, sharing that wonderful act of love, until it was
time to leave our love nest and return to our cabin.

Beside us, Timmy and Seth were sharing their own tender moments.  That pair
had also agreed on sharing themselves through anal intercourse and they
were too engrossed in their own pleasures to notice Robbie and me.  Seth
had allowed Timmy to go first and they prepared each other quickly.  Seth
rested his head sideways on his arms as he positioned his knees under
himself to push his butt into the air.  Timmy wasted no time in inserting
his dong into Seth's butt and he pumped away until his volley of love
juices were flowing into Seth's tunnel.

Seth was happy to return the favor but he positioned Timmy on his back so
he could show him an equal amount of warmth and caring while fulfilling his
sexual role.  Seth realized that this was probably his last chance to show
Timmy how much he cared about him for a few months, until one of them
visited the other over Christmas vacation, and he was ready to take full
advantage of the moment.  Seth loved Timmy like a little brother, a lover
and a friend and he intended on proving that to his young partner.  Slowly
he eased his joystick past the resilient ring that guarded the sacred
tunnel until his full length was buried in Timmy's anus.  Seth showered
Timmy in kisses as he began his passionate assault on Timmy's boy cunt.
Sliding in and out of Timmy's slicked up hole, Seth reveled in the feeling
of his young friend's satiny lining wrapping like a glove around his love
organ.  The muscular wall squeezed and massaged his stiff pole slowly
milking him of his strength and his fluids at the same time.  Holding out
for as long as he could, Seth gave into the building pressure from within
his groin and he let his spunk gush from his sausage and into his willing
partner before collapsing on top of him.

>From Timmy's point of view, Timmy fully enjoyed Seth's tender and loving
exchange.  He was drawing not only the sexual pleasure from the act but
also the emotional fulfillment and support at the same time.  Timmy loved
both Seth and me and he told us that we always made him feel so good when
we were together.  It wasn't just the sex that we occasionally shared but
it was the support and caring that we were able to infused into his soul.
The sex was just a bonus for him and it was Timmy's form of repaying us for
all we gave him so freely.  From the moment he had first met us and we
saved him from his tormentor, Timmy had fallen in love with the two of us
on so many different levels that he relished every minute of the time that
we could actually spend together.  It was so lonely for him when we were
apart that he tried to make sure his reservoir was completely full before
we were forced to separate once more.  He continued to kiss Seth and to
return his love as he felt Seth's cannon swell before it exploded and
greased his innards with a fresh coating of hot boy jizm.  He would not
release Seth after the lovemaking was completed and he made sure that he
embraced Seth completely and held him tightly to his own body for as long
as he could.  This he did until he knew it was time to leave their little
haven and return for the evening meal.

The four lads shared another round of kisses and hugs as they slipped back
into their discarded clothing and prepared to return to the camp.  Once
ready, they walked slowly and contentedly back toward the mess hall
completely filled with the love, caring and sexual satisfaction they had
shared.  They were among the last group to eat but that didn't bother them
as they sat together at the same table discussing the possibilities for
seeing each other again, after they had returned home from camp.  This
year, Robbie, Seth and I would go to Timmy's house for Christmas and he
would come to ours over spring break.  We were all satisfied with the plans
and it made us feel better that this was settled.

The next two days went by quickly and it was now Friday evening.  This was
our final free time before my father picked us up tomorrow afternoon.  It
was also our last chance to be alone in our refuge in the woods, our last
opportunity to fill Timmy with enough love to sustain him until Christmas.
We began by giving Timmy and Robbie their space and we allowed them to
exchange the love they felt for each other before we said our private
good-byes to him.  Each time we parted it was more difficult than the time
before even though we knew that we would see him again for a few days in
four months.  It just seemed that it was too long to wait for so little
time together.  The rest of the day was somewhat sad and depressing.

Saturday we went through our clean-up assignments with our cabin mates
before we headed out to meet our parents.  We went over to say hello to
Timmy's mom and we all gave her a kiss and a hug.  Timmy asked her about
Christmas and she indicated that she'd love to have us come and visit.
Timmy went with us to say hello to my father before we each loaded up for
the long ride back to our homes.  By Saturday evening, we were each in our
own house enjoying the love of our families but missing the love of our
friends.

Sunday evening I received an excited call from Robbie.  "Logan, I just had
to warn you and Seth.  There's a big problem.  Tom was just over to see me
and he was asking a lot of questions about you and Seth.  It seems that
while we were at camp there has been a rumor going around about you two.
Tom said a bunch of the guys are talking about you and Seth being gay
lovers and Tom wanted to know if I knew anything about that.  I told him no
but he claims someone else caught you guys doing things with each other.
Is that true?"

I was stunned and my mind was reeling from the information that Robbie had
just shared with me.  I was trying to think if there was any chance that
anyone could have seen us at any time or the repercussions such a rumor
could bring.  I was deep in my own thoughts when I heard Robbie addressing
me.

"Logan, are you still there?  Are you all right?  Logan, talk to me.
What's going on?"

I could hear the panic in Robbie's voice as I returned to reality.  "I'm
fine.  I was just thinking about this.  Did Tom say anything else?"

"Just that some of the guys were really bothered about the rumor being true
and they were planning on teaching you that they don't like fags.  Logan,
I'm scared.  If they know about you guys then they're going to find out
about me.  I'm not sure I can handle that."

"Robbie, relax.  I can't think of any time where someone could have seen
Seth and me doing anything inappropriate.  Even if they do know, we'll keep
you out of it.  They wouldn't have any more reason to suspect you than any
of our other friends.  I'll talk to Seth and you let me know if you hear
anything else."

We hung up and I called Seth to tell him what I had just learned.  Seth
couldn't think of any time someone could have seen us doing anything out of
the ordinary, either, but we were both more than a little scared.  We knew
how such a rumor could ruin us in school even if no one could prove the
innuendos.  All it took was an accusation and you were guilty even if you
could prove your innocence, especially when it came to something as
collectively repulsive as being gay.  We both were smart enough to realize
that we were going to suffer substantial abuse over this, no matter what we
might try to do to prevent it, and we discussed whether or not we should
discuss this with our parents.  I was ready to do just that but Seth wanted
to wait to see what kinds of things we might be facing.  He said he didn't
want to alarm his mother or father until he knew exactly what it was that
he'd be warning them about.  Hesitantly, I gave in to his request and we
agreed that the only other person that we'd discuss any of this with would
be Robbie.

Monday morning Seth and I were scheduled for our football physicals and we
would be issued our football equipment after that.  The physicals and
issuance of gear was only for the varsity and junior varsity teams so
Robbie wouldn't be there.  Physicals for the modified team were scheduled
for Friday, the last weekday before school started.  Although we were leery
of what we might have to face, Seth and I walked into the school and we
headed for the locker room, where the physicals were to be given.  When we
arrived, we discovered that the doctor had already started his
examinations.

We saw Jeff and said hello to him but he only nodded.  I guess he was still
upset with us about ignoring him the week after the party.  I'd make it a
point to talk to him after we got our equipment and I would try to explain
to him that we weren't being rude or forgetting about him that week but
that we were just preoccupied with getting ready for camp.  I hoped this
explanation would be sufficient and we could get things back to normal.

I looked around the room to see who was there and I realized that we knew
nearly all of the other boys who were present.  They were either in our
freshman class or we had played on the modified team with them when we were
seventh graders and they were in eighth grade.  There were a few new faces
of boys who were new to our school or who just hadn't played football
during our first year.  Either way, it looked like we might also be able to
make some new friends.

No one was overly friendly today, although we exchanged hellos or nods when
we made eye contact with each other.  The physicals progressed quickly and
we were soon in the football storage room waiting our turn to collect our
equipment.  A few of the guys split up into small groups to talk while they
waited but, for the most part, we waited by ourselves or with one other
friend.  Of course, the friend that I waited with was Seth.  After we got
our gear, we put them into our lockers before we left.  We had to come back
at 3:00 to get our playbooks and for a brief meeting but we were through
for the morning session.  Seth and I left as soon as we could.

We both went back to my house for lunch and we listened to some tunes
before we returned to the school at three, heading straight for the meeting
room.  The coach wasn't there but some of the other players were.  There
was a group of linemen sitting together on the far side of the room and
they were laughing as Seth and I moved toward two open seats on the near
side of the room.  One of the linemen, a big sophomore named Randy, stood
up and spoke to his friends.

"Do you guys know why fags like to be running backs?" he asked them.  "They
like the idea of being able to penetrate the defense."  It seemed that he
was making sure he spoke loud enough for everyone in the room to hear him
and there was a round of chuckles after he gave the punch line.  Once the
laughter died down, he spoke again.

"Do you know why queers are such good receivers?"  When no one had the
answer, he continued.  "It's because they're used to getting passes from
other guys."  There was another round of laughter in the room and Seth and
I were trying to blend in and not be too conspicuous in our lack of
enthusiasm for the jokes.  Just as the jocularity was beginning to die
down, the coach entered the room.  He was all business and he soon passed
out the playbooks to everyone there.  He told us which plays he wanted us
to concentrate on first and what positions we should focus on.  Everyone
was assigned a primary position and a back-up position to learn all the
plays for.  He then told us that with the returnees from last year's junior
varsity team and with those of us who were moving up from the modified team
that we had the basis for a very good team.  He said that if we learned the
plays and worked hard at practice we could have an outstanding season.  It
was all up to us.  We'd have a first real practice tomorrow morning at
eight, in full pads.

As the meeting began to break up, I moved over toward Jeff.  "Jeff, do you
have a minute so we can talk?  There's something I'd like to explain to
you."

"I don't have time, man.  I promised my mom that I'd come straight home to
help her.  She's got a big project going and she needs my help."

"It'll just take a minute and then you can go help her."

"Sorry, I can't.  My mom's waiting for me out front."  Jeff hurried from
the room and I moved back to find Seth.  I went with him to his house so we
could talk.  Once we were in his room, I asked him the question that I knew
we were both thinking.

"Do you think Randy's jokes were aimed at us?"

"I can't be positive but I can't think of any other reason why he would be
so loud or so obvious in his actions.  I think that he might have been more
aggressive about it if coach hadn't entered the room at that time."

"I agree.  He wasn't very subtle about his feelings about gays, was he?
I'm worried about Jeff, too.  He wasn't very talkative and I couldn't get
him to give me even a minute to talk to him.  I'm not sure if he's mad at
us about our not getting together with him that week after his party or if
it's about what Robbie warned us was being said."

"I don't know either, Logan, but I do know that no one spoke to me today,
other than to say hello.  That's just not normal.  Usually everyone wants
to know about your summer and what you might have done that would interest
them.  No one said a word about anything.  It was just plain weird."

"You're right, Seth.  No one spoke to me either.  If they know about us,
how do you think they're going to act toward us?"

"If Randy is any indication, I don't think they're going to embrace us with
open arms or be cool about it."

"Yeah, that's what I'm afraid of.  I guess we'll have to wait and see what
happens before we're going to know how to handle it but I don't like the
way things went today.  Maybe we can get a better idea before tomorrow's
practice.  I'll see if Robbie has heard anything more and I'll call Jeff
and speak to him."

Seth was also going to try to talk to guys he felt close to and see if he
could learn anything from them.  I called my mother to pick me up and I
went back home to make my calls.  I called Jeff first.  "Hello.  May I
please speak with Jeff?"

"May I ask who's calling?"  It was Jeff's mother.

"Yes, this is Logan."

"Just a second, Logan.  I'll see what he's up to."  She left and she was
gone for more than a minute before she returned to the phone.  "Logan, I'm
afraid that Jeff's still busy.  I'll have him call you when he's done."

"Thank you.  I'd appreciate that."  I hung up and called Robbie but he had
no more information beyond what he had already told me.  I waited for Jeff
to call back but he never did.  I tried to call him once more before I went
to bed but the line was busy.  I tried ten minutes later and, then, ten
minutes after that but I still got the busy signal.  I guess that I'll just
have to wait until tomorrow.

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