My Best Friend - Chapter 44 - Saturday
My Best Friend - Chapter 44 - Saturday
I woke up with a start. I was feeling so intensely good and loved that I wasn’t sure what had happened but then I remembered last night. Timmy was lying next to me curled against my body with his hand draped across my chest. I glanced at the clock and saw it was 5:15 AM. My brain had told my body it was time to get up and meet this new day. We were going to meet a new person for our new world and swim and then Timmy would read at the library and we would have a great picnic and more swimming at the river and then a movie and who knew how this day would end. One thing I was sure of and that was that it would end with my love for Timmy Hamilton. Nothing could prevent that from happening. It was real and it felt so good to be loved.
I reached over and lightly touched my lovers sleeping shoulder and just ran my fingers over the surface of his tanned skin. He opened one eye and then the other. "Hey lover boy. How are you feeling this morning?" he said
"I feel incredible man. Everything is so clear to me. Our whole life is just there man. Last night my soul opened up and let you in and I don’t know how to put this because I mean...oh shit...we have been like one since we first had sex 6 weeks ago but it was like...well.....last night was the first time I really opened my whole body and soul and mind and life to you if you get what I mean. Am I making any sense at all?" I said.
Timmy sat up and reached out and put the flat palm of his hand on my heart and took my hand and placed it on his. We could each feel the rhythm of the beat of one another’s hearts. "I know exactly man. I dove right in when you opened up and swam around and am still there. I am never leaving. Not ever. I love you man and I meant what I said last night. I am here for you and I will never ever cause you pain Tom." he told me.
We leaned forward still holding our hands flat against each other chests and kissed and then tongued and kissed some more. "Now we had better get a move on. I feel like swimming and letting you meet Peter so I can stop thinking about him and wondering all the time." He said as we broke apart and got up and made our bed. We walked to the bathroom and peed and brushed our teeth and then came back and found our speedo’s and put them on with our baggies and
t-shirts as well. Our sandals completed our ensembles and we were walking quietly downstairs to the kitchen. It was dark and quiet in the house.
We walked into the family room and all the boys were sacked out on top of each other with Blackie in the middle next to Mike. They were a tangled mess of legs and arms and little young bodies. We took in the scene and giggled to each other at their innocence and the beauty of the scene before us.
We backed out of the room and soon were outside and in my truck heading for the country club in the very early morning. I put the John Prine CD
Fair & Square into the player and we listened to John sing as we drove on through the quiet and almost deserted city streets. I pulled up at the guard house outside the country club and Timmy leaned over to talk with the guard who came out to see who was there. He said hello to Timmy and passed us in and told us it would be OK to park closer to the pool as Timmy told him we wouldn’t be staying very long.
I drove up close to the pool and we got out of my truck and walked to the side of the pool. The water looked black and somehow inviting. It was quiet and very still except I could hear the distant sounds of mowers working at this early morning hour to get ready for the Saturday onslaught of men who would be here on their day off to play golf. Timmy said the course opened at 7:30 AM and would be busy the entire day as men got away from the families and wives and children to play with their buddies. Now how gay is that I thought to myself. Of course they would never see it as gay or admit that fact to themselves but it was.
"Pretty gay except they don’t even see it Tom. They love to walk around naked in the locker rooms and play cards naked or with just a towel on and get massages and shit like that and they don’t think that is gay. But damn they are the power brokers Tom and they make all the rules that the rest of us have to follow except we are going to start breaking them as soon as we return to this town," Timmy said.
"You are right about that man," I said.
"Hell you should see them cheating on their wives and at golf and cards and then going back to work and making all the business rules and controlling all the money and the government. But we are going to start to change that and they aren’t going to like it one bit but I feel ready for the challenge you know," Timmy said with a laugh as he clapped me on the back.
Just then we heard a mower approach from our right and out of the darkness I saw the man Timmy had been talking about. Tall and long and lean and lanky with a huge prominent Adams Apple and this incredible curly brown hair that fell down all over his forehead. His eyes were to die for and he had these incredible puffy lips which were just begging to be kissed. He smiled when he saw Timmy and waved and we walked over to where he was standing with his mower. He reached down and turned it off and there was silence.
He looked at me and I walked up and reached out my hand to shake his. He wiped his palm on his work pants and then stuck out his hand and we shook. At the first touch I knew he was bi with a little touch of gay in him. But I could tell from that firm grip that he liked sex and I could tell I liked him. Great long arms and hidden under all those work clothes the club made him wear I could tell there was a hunk hiding and just waiting to be set free.
He did look exactly like Peter Vope and I felt my cock grow hard as we shook hands. "Hi my name is Tom Peters. Great to meet you. Timmy has told me some about you. He says you are from Czechoslovakia and going to JMU."
When he spoke I melted with the sound of his melodic voice and beautiful Slavic accent. As Timmy had said he did speak English really well but that accent was to die for as was the entire package standing before us. "My name is Peter Marcel and it is very nice to meet you Tom. My father’s family was from France originally but settled in Czechoslovakia many years ago so that is how I have a French last name."
"So are you enjoying your work here at the club?" I asked.
"Oh it is OK," he laughed, "It pays my bills and allows me to send a few extra dollars home to my parents and I like it because I can work early in the day and then be off for classes in the afternoon and I can study in the evening but I do have to be up very early so that stops me from having to many late nights I guess."
"So do you ever do anything else besides work, classes and study?" I asked innocently finally letting go of his hand.
"Well there isn’t that much time for other things but yes I do find time occasionally to have a little party." Peter said coyly.
"So maybe you would like to get together with Timmy and me sometime and have a little fun together?" I asked.
He looked at Timmy and then at me and then back at Timmy, "Timmy has said you are partners so what does this mean that you want to party with me?"
"Hey man we like to get it on with a hot guy like you if you are up to the challenge," I said. "You ever fool around with guys or only with the ladies here at the club?"
Peter smiled and said, "The ladies are very generous with me especially when they find out I am a poor student and from another country so I must give them what they desire."He laughed and shook the curls on his head seductively as he ran his fingers across his package. The ladies didn’t stand a chance in hell around this man.
"So they pay you man. Wow! That is so freaky." Timmy said.
Peter laughed again and said, "Yes they do slip a few extra dollars in my pockets from time to time and it all helps. They are very generous to me but I earn what they give to me believe me. It is not always easy with some of these women but I try and make each of them as happy as I can."
"I’ll bet you do. So do you have a girlfriend waiting back home?" I asked.
"No. I used to have one but well it is very hard across the sea you know and I want to stay here in America when I am finished with my studies. My parents are not happy with that as family is very important in my home country but I cannot succeed there like I can here in America. They have a girl all picked out for me to marry but I am not ready and I don’t really love her." Peter said.
"So Peter you didn’t answer Tom’s question. You up for some fun with us sometime? You ever do it with other guys?" Timmy asked.
Peter was quiet for a minute and then said, "Once or twice I fooled around with my cousin when we were both 14 years of age but not since that time have I been with another man."
"So does that mean you never thought about it or found other guys attractive," Timmy said taking off his t-shirt and then sucking in his gut and letting his baggies fall to the ground as he kicked off his sandals. You could tell he was hard under his speedo’s as he stood there in front of Peter.
I took my shirt off and let my baggies fall down also and Peter looked from one to the other of us and then reached out his large veined hands and slowly stroked our hard speedo encased cocks which of course only served to make us even harder. I could feel the hard callouses on his hands through the material of my speedo as he stroked and rubbed my crotch.
"Yes I think I would like to play with you Timmy and you Tom but I better get back to work now. My boss might come along or one of the other guys might report me and I cannot afford to get fired from this job," Peter said. "You know what I am saying to you?" he added.
"Yeah that’s cool. So do you live alone or with some other guys?" I asked breathlessly as Peter continued to stroke our hard cocks with those firm calloused hands of his.
"I have a very small room on Johnson Street. One of my professors owns it and gives me a very good deal on the rent in exchange for some small chores I am able to do around his house. The room is over the garage and is very private." Peter said. He was intently looking at our crotches as he worked and massaged them with his large strong hands. God he had amazing hands. So rough yet so gentle at the same time. "I have forgotten what a man feels like with so many woman around wanting what I have to give them. The number of my house is 312 and I will leave my door open tonight. What time will you be around?"
Timmy answered in a breathy voice, "What do we say about 9 or 9:30 PM? If we can’t make it should we call?"
"Yes please that would be nice." Peter said as he said his phone number for us. I memorized it immediately. "Now I had better leave before someone sees us."
He let go of our cocks and I hated to see him turn and leave to restart his mower. As walked away he turned his head and smiled at us as he went back to work.
"Damn that was hot Tom," Timmy said. "Hell he is really hot isn’t he? I told you didn’t I?"
"You can say that again Timmy. His hands man were amazing. Damn you can pick them. You don’t think he will expect us to pay him like the women he fucks do you?" I said.
"No I don’t think so. Come on let’s get in the pool before my cock bursts man. Shit he made me so freaking horny," Timmy said as he grabbed my hand and we ran together across the pool deck and jumped in the pool. It was a rush as we hit the water and slid under its cool dark surface and then touched the bottom and kicked off swimming up towards the surface breaking free and exploding out into the air still holding hands.
Then we took off and started to swim our laps one after the other. I followed along in Timmy’s wake mostly keeping up with him. He was probably slowing down on purpose for me but that was what love was all about. We swam and swam and my legs and arms felt like jelly and still we swam hitting one wall and then the other over an over again until we finally stopped in the shallow end and stood up breathing hard and exhausted.
"Great work out Tom. Thanks," Timmy said between breaths. I couldn’t even talk I was so tired.
"My legs and arms feel like jelly man but it’s a good feeling," I said gasping for breath.
"Swimming is such a different workout from running man and you can’t hurt your joints or knees when you swim and you end up exercising everything in your body. If you really want to have that hunk look you need to join me in the pool more often but you really did great and I mean that Tom," Timmy said swimming over to give me a kiss. "Now let’s get our clothes and get the hell out of here before all the old farts show up. The ones that play early usually have the worst taste in clothes. I think their wives kick them out of the house on purpose just because they look so bad they can’t stand them." Timmy chortled as he effortlessly lifted himself out of the pool to turn and stretch out a hand to help me. I loved it when he pulled me up and out of the water like I was a feather. Damn he was so in shape and so fucking strong and he was mine all mine.
"Yes I am yours Tom to do with what you please. All yours," Timmy said pursing those cute lips for me to kiss. I slipped my tongue inside for a quick french kiss and then we walked over to where we had dropped our shorts, shirts and sandals. Timmy looked around quickly and seeing no one around he stripped off his speedo’s and then free balling it slipped on his baggies. "Hurry up man before someone sees you naked and calls the sex police!"
I did as I was told and soon we were pulling our t-shirts over our wet heads and slipping on our sandals. We walked to my truck and got in, buckled up and I headed back out of the parking lot. We stopped at the guard house and Timmy leaned over to say, "Thanks Charlie. See you next weekend. Have a good shift."
"Yeah thanks Timmy. The parade of the lousy dressers will start showing up in about 10 minutes and my day will start." Charlie laughed. I waved and we pulled out into the traffic.
"Hey man let’s go out for breakfast." Timmy suggested.
"Sure thing man. Where do you want to go," I said.
"Hum...let’s see... hey I know let’s go to that new place that opened up over near Wal-mart. It’s called Coyote Kitchen and they serve breakfast, lunch and dinner and its all organic and I have heard it is great and they supposedly have this homemade french toast with real maple syrup and organic sausage that is supposed to be heaven." Timmy said patting his flat hard stomach.
"By Wal-mart?" I asked questionably.
"Yeah you know near that Chinese restaurant Hunan. No one thought they would do well in the location but apparently they are almost always busy and they have this little outdoor deck they built right in the parking lot. Not the best view in the world but as long as the food is good and the conversation stimulating and you are sitting with someone you love who cares about the fucking view." Timmy said laughing.
I navigated the early morning streets of Harrisonburg as we made our way over to the Wal-mart and I found the restaurant right where Timmy had said it would be. I could see a few cars and their neon open sign was turned on so I parked and we got out. A few people were on the outside deck and so we joined them and found an empty seat in the corner. The waitress came over with coffee.
"Timmy Hamilton how are you doing stranger?" she said bending down to give him a kiss on the cheek. Damn I recognized our waitress as Sherri Reynolds who just happened to be the girl who sucked off Timmy at Billy Sams’ graduation party last year. Well at least we had something in common I laughed to myself. Both Timmy Hamilton cock suckers!
Timmy glanced at me and smiled and then said, "Hey Sherri good to see you too. Well you know I have been pretty busy this summer with work and all. I didn’t know you were working here."
"Yeah I guess it’s not a bad place to work if you have to but my parents are like making me work this summer and it’s like the pits. They say I have to start pulling my way around the house and I think my dad’s business may be like in the dumps. What a crock. As if." Sherri said. What a spoiled freak she was and she hadn’t even looked at me. I was off her radar screen entirely.
"Yeah well we all have to do what we have to do and I actually enjoy my work. You remember Tom Peters don’t you?" Timmy said.
"Oh yes Tom. How are you doing? You look really different this summer. What have you done to yourself?" she said pouring me a cup of coffee.
"Oh a little of this and that," I said. "I think I’ll have the homemade granola with fresh blueberries please and Timmy wants your homemade french toast with sausage and two fried eggs over easy."
Sherri looked at me sort of weird. I guess she thought it was weird that I was ordering for Timmy. "Sure. I’ll get that right out. Good to see you Timmy. Maybe call me sometime."
Timmy looked at her and then at me and said, "Uh probably not.... but thanks Sherri. I’m in a committed relationship right now," he held up his ring for her to see.
She looked sad and said, "OK... well then some chicks have all the luck I guess. Just my luck." She walked off to take our orders to the kitchen.
"You handled that pretty well man. Look I don’t think you need to tell her about us," I said putting my hand on top of his.
"Shit man if I did that she would be on the phone in 5 minutes telling the whole town and to think I had sex with her," he said.
"Well she and I do have something in common don’t we bro?" I said as Timmy looked at me with a quizzacle look on his cute face. "We both have gone down on that luscious sausage of yours you keep between your legs and we both have tasted your cream," I said rubbing his hand.
"Ah...yes.... Billy Sams party and you saw us through the window. Yeah I guess you do have that in common but shoot that is the only thing man and for the record she can’t give head anywhere near as good as you do lover boy. She treated my dick like a thing instead of like my COCK. You on the other hand treat my dick like the most wonderful thing in the world which it is. That is the big difference between a guy and a chick. they just usually have no idea how to treat your cock but then I guess most guys have no idea how to really treat a girls clit and vagina so we are even." Timmy said smiling at me and batting his famous eyelashes in my direction.
I removed my hand with a squeeze and we both glanced around the deck and the parking lot and the terrible view of the back side of Wal-mart and started to laugh and giggle out loud. The other diners looked at us like we were a bit mad and that was OK. "So we’ll finish our breakfast and go home for a quick shower, shave and get dressed and then head over to the library. What do you want to do about food for the picnic? And I guess we should call Uncle Jack and Aunt Marge to make sure it is OK.
"Well.... we could just stop at the Ham Shoppe Deli and grab some sandwiches on the way out to the farm. That way everyone could get what they wanted to. It’s right on the way," I suggested.
Timmy took out his phone and turned it on and punched in the number to Aunt Marge. He looked at me and said, "Yeah that would be cool. They have great sandwiches....Oh hi good morning Aunt Marge. This is Timmy.... Yeah we’re fine...... Yeah I’ll be there at 10 AM..... Cool... Glad you all can make it..... Look can we bring the boys and a couple of friends out for a picnic and then a swim in the river....Yeah that would be cool. Can we get you and Uncle Jack a sandwich? We’re going to stop at the Ham Shoppe on the way out.......OK sure....Yeah I got it. Thanks. Oh by the way you wouldn’t have a few cherry pies just sitting around waiting for someone to eat them would you?....Yeah awesome....We’ll see you after the library then....thanks...love you.." and he hung up.
"They said it would be great to have us for a picnic and I got their orders. She’ll have iced tea, water and sodas and cherry pie for dessert," Timmy said grinning at the prospect of Aunt Marge’s famous and delicious cherry pie.
"So we need to take your car then and tell the boys to take what they need to the library so we can leave from there and to bring Redwall along for another read on that incredible rock in the middle of the river," I said.
Just then I saw Sherri bring our breakfast order out the door. She plopped everything on the table but it wasn’t fine service I can tell you that. She could learn a few lessons from Mark or anyone. Damn she was surly. Just what you want in a waitress who hated her job and didn’t want to have to work because she thought her parents owed her everything. She was also probably mad because Timmy turned her down for a fuck. Guess this just wasn’t her summer.
"So you guys need anything else?" she said.
"No I think this looks great. Thanks Sherri. So I forgot where did you end up going for college," Timmy said as he put butter and syrup on his delicious looking french toast.
"Washington and Lee and I am in the Tri Delts and majoring in English just because they make you choose a major not that I’ll ever need it. I have my eye on this hunky pre-med guy over at the Kappa house and you know I have always wanted to be married to a doctor," she told us and then walked away.
"God man if I had to marry her I think I might slit my wrists," I said between laughs as I ate some of my granola which was incredible. From the look on Timmy’s face as he took a bite of his french toast it was good as well.
"Damn this is good Tom. Here try a taste," he said putting a piece on his fork with a piece of sausage. He then offered it to me and I opened my mouth to accept his gift and it was indeed very good.
"I guess some people just don’t have much vision for their lives except to be married to a doctor, shopping, country club, vacations and 2.5 kids in private school. I pity them and am glad they aren’t really part of my life you know," Timmy said when Sherri had left to go back inside.
"We’ll have to come back and try this place for lunch or dinner sometime man. This is really good and the menu sounds very eclectic." I said.
We ate in silence for a few minutes and then Timmy looked over at the one other couple who was eating on the other side of the deck and said in a low voice, "Look Tom about the other night with Carl. I sort of think we went over the line with him. I mean it’s.....all well and good to help everyone we meet out in a sexual way but well...I....sort of feel like we should have just let him watch us and get off that way instead of inviting him down on the deck. You catch my drift?"
"Yeah I have been thinking about it was well. You are right. I just got caught up in the moment Timmy and I felt so sorry for Carl. I mean I sort of saw myself in him if I hadn’t found you and I just wanted to give him a memory he would never forget is all. I am sorry." I said.
"Hey man no use to be sorry. I was just saying is all. I still think we need to find him a guy more his age. I mean he has been really good to me the past couple of years and shit his cock was amazing wasn’t it? So long and thin." Timmy said sopping up the last of his maple syrup with his last piece of french toast.
After he had finished chewing he called to Sherri who had come back out on the deck, "hey Sherri can we get our check please." She walked over and took out her waitress pad and ripped off a sheet and plunked it down on the table. "Thanks this was really good. Please tell the kitchen how much we liked everything and we want to come back for dinner or lunch sometime."
He had taken out a twenty dollar bill and put it with the check. Sherri picked it up and said in a very bored kind of way, "I’ll be sure to tell them. I’ll be right back with your change Timmy."
"Damn Tom I hate to call anyone a name but she is a real bitch you know," Timmy said as she walked inside.
She was back in about 5 minutes with our change. Timmy gave her a 15% tip even though she didn’t really deserve it because her service was so terrible. We got up and told her thanks and goodbye. I walked away first and out of the corner of my eye I saw her touch Timmy’s arm and heard her whisper, "Look if your girl friend is like ever busy you can always call me man. I would love to hook up and show you a good time."
"Look Sherri I am flattered but it’s just not going to happen. I am in love and committed. My old days are over." Timmy said truthfully.
"What’s love got to do with anything Timmy? I am just talking about a quick fuck sometime," Sherri said insistently.
"Yeah whatever Sherri. It is not going to happen. See you," Timmy said and ran to catch up with me as we walked to my truck.
Once inside we looked over and watched her looking at us with a look of amazement on her face. She was pretty in a cheerleader, sorority sister kind of way but was so unreal.
"Damn can you imagine what her doctor is going to have to put up with living and married to her?" Timmy said. "Can you believe what she just said to me?"
"Her bed won’t ever be cold that is for sure," I said as I started up the truck and started to back out of my parking place.
"Damn I almost told her to go to hell and that I was with you but I am glad I didn’t let my anger get to me. She has a big mouth and knows all the country club crowd and I just don’t want them to find out now. I love their kids to much and would hate to lose my job over a girl like that." Timmy said.
"Timmy I want to try that restaurant again but I think if Sherri works the dinner shift I am not sure I can go back," I said.
"Yeah I’ll try and find out what her shifts are," Timmy said as we drove towards home. I parked next to Timmy’s car and we walked inside where Grand, Marie and Mom were fixing breakfast. Mike and his friends were in the family room playing more video games and Ben and Willie were sitting at the table eating pancakes and bacon and drinking orange juice.
"Hi Timmy! Hi Tom! Where have you been this morning?" Ben and Willie asked in unison.
"We went for an early morning swim today and it was awesome guys," I said.
"And then went out for breakfast. Hope you didn’t make anything for us," Timmy said going over to hug mom and give Grand and Marie a kiss.
"I am sure the boys will eat everything in sight Timmy. We won’t have to worry about left overs with all of them in the house." mom replied.
"Good. Look Tom and I are going to have a quick shower and then head on over to the library to get ready." Timmy said and then added, "Ben and Willie we’re going to take you and Mike out to the river straight from the library so you need to wear your suits under your shorts and bring a towel and bring Redwall. We’ll stop at the Ham Shoppe to get sandwiches so be thinking about what you want to order before we get there OK?"
"Cool Timmy. Thanks. We’ll be ready. We had fun last night and Mike and his friends were really nice to us." They said in unison once again.
"Well they are all nice boys. See you all in a few," I said as Timmy and I headed upstairs.
At the top of the stairs I grabbed Timmy and held him in a long embrace and then we kissed and I smelled him. "You smell good man. Like the swimming pool and chlorine. I love that smell about you."
"Yeah I am so used to it that it hardly even registers with my nose anymore but it’s good to wash the chlorine off so lets catch a quick one and then head out." He said as we stripped off our clothes, took a quick shower and then were back in our room. Timmy looked through everything he owned to find just the right outfit for this mornings reading. He chose a great t-shirt, baggies of course and his ever present sandals. We found our extra speedo’s and two towels and after fixing each others hair we glanced around the room to make sure it was clean and then headed back downstairs.
We heard chatter and laughing from the dining room and walked over to stick our heads in the doorway. "Hey guys how was your night? Did you get any sleep at all?" I asked Mike.
"It was awesome Tom and Timmy. We had so much fun. I think we got a little bit of sleep didn’t we guys?" Mike said. "We played videos games, watched a movie and just messed around you know."
There were a few nods from the group but they were mainly interested in eating their breakfast.
"OK then we’ll see you all at the library. Love you Mike," Timmy said.
"Love you Timmy and Tom. See you soon and I’ll take my stuff to the library. Can Blackie come too?" Mike asked.
"Of course she can come. You can put her in Timmy’s car at the library and crack the window for her. We’ll park in the shade." I said.
We waved and walked outside telling mom, dad, Grand and Marie that we would see them at the library in a few minutes. We got in Timmy’s car after throwing our stuff in the trunk. "So you are really lucky to have a partner like Bev aren’t you Tom?" Timmy said as he backed out of the driveway.
"Yeah but Brad, Mike and Todd are now partners as well. Yeah I am blessed. They said they could cover for me and Mike today and we try to make Saturdays a light half day except in an emergency. You know my landscaping business has been really good to me and all but I will be sort of glad to move on and leave it behind after this summer." I said with some regret in my voice.
"Yeah it will be cool to move on for both of us. Not sure exactly what the future will bring but I know it is going to be radical man." Timmy said as we drove the rest of the way to the library in silence as he started to collect himself for his performance this morning. He parked his car in the shade of this big old maple tree and we cracked the windows for Blackie. We didn’t need to lock it as this was Harrisonburg and our crime rate was very low. Almost nonexistent I thought to myself. We were lucky. Chapel Hill used to be that way but it was getting worse and worse from what Brad had told me.
We walked inside and it was so cool and inviting. Colorful and bright and cheerful in the children’s wing which was totally separate form the adult section. We pushed open the doors and the staff was moving tables and chairs to get ready for a large crowd.
"Hi Timmy and Tom. Welcome!" Mrs. Macmillian said as she walked over to us. "We are just about set-up for you. Is this OK?"
"Looks great as always. Thanks for having me again," Timmy said reaching out his hand to shake hers firmly.
"Oh it is our honor to have you Timmy. The kids are so excited about reading this summer and our attendance in the middle of the week has doubled and the circulation of children’s books has tripled. Our board is very impressed but I am giving most of the credit to you and your inspired reading." Mrs. Macmillian said as Timmy blushed ands turned red as a beet with her praise.
"Well thanks you mam. Whatever I can do to get kids interested in reading I am here for you. And you know Tom here is majoring in theater so maybe we could like work up a duet or something for later this summer." Timmy said placing his hand on my shoulder and squeezing it.
"Oh yes that would be wonderful. Just let me know what you want to do and how we can help. If you give me a few weeks notice I can put it out on the web site and put flyers up to advertise it," she said. "So do you think you will finish the entire book this week or will you need two weeks?"
"Well at first I thought I could do it in one week but after looking the story over I don’t think that will be possible so if it is OK I have picked a great ending place for today and then I will pick it up and finish it next Saturday." Timmy said, "So if it is OK with you guys I will go on into your office and get ready. Let me know when it is time."
He gave me a kiss on the cheek and headed for the office. I watched him walk inside and close the door. I turned to Mrs. Macmillian and she said, "Please Tom and tell Timmy that I hope you can call me Barbara instead of Mrs. Macmillian. It’s nice to show respect and all but it makes me feel so old."
"Sure thing. No problem Barbara. Thanks," I added.
"It is so refreshing to see you and Timmy be affectionate towards each other. It is just so natural and normal. Oh dear. I didn’t mean that it wasn’t normal to be gay...." she said blushing.
"Hey not to worry Barbara. I know what you mean and in a few years it will be like that all over this town. You wait and see if what I am saying doesn’t come true. Look I wanted to talk about your son Ronnie. You said he was 37 years old right?" I asked.
"Yes he is. That is correct," Barbara said.
"And what does he do if I may ask?" I said.
"Well he works in a large bank in San Francisco and has done quite well but he just can’t seem to find a good loving relationship. He has had a few boyfriends but well he is looking for true love and he just hasn’t found it. I have tried to be as supportive as I can but it seems like the men he has brought home are just not looking to settle down. They want to play around and Ronnie just doesn’t want to do that anymore. As a mother I am glad about that. It scares me to think what might happen to a gay man these days you know," she said.
"Look if I am not being to personal what kind of guys does Ronnie go for. That is if you know?" I asked as we moved off to the side of the room to talk.
"Well from what I can tell about the men he has had me meet he likes men who are his age or a few years younger, fit, have short hair, who like to smile a lot and laugh, maybe about 6 feet tall, sort of hairy but not overly and he really seems to like guys with a little bit of chin hair." she said.
I laughed and touched her arm, "Wow Barbara that was quite a list you just gave me. I can see you have good recall as far as your son is concerned. Look the reason I am asking is that Timmy and I have a great friend who actually fits your shopping list perfectly and I want you to meet him and see what you think. I really want Van to meet Ronnie and see if they might be able to hook up. Van needs a partner and someone to love. He is stable and hard working and very attractive. He has a great but very large and close knit family who appreciate his being gay even though he just came out to them. At least his mom and dad are and his brothers and sisters are learning that he is the same person they have always known. He’ll be here this morning if you don’t mind doing a little site inspection re-con expedition so to speak to speak for Ronnie."
Barbara started to cry and said, "Oh Tom you have made my day. Yes of course I would love to meet your friend. I have a good friend at the bank here who has offered Ronnie a job on more than one occasion but well because Harrisonburg is the conservation small town it is Ronnie hasn’t wanted to move back. You know what this town is like and when Ronnie was growing up no one around here had ever even heard the word gay let alone met a gay person so he couldn’t wait to get out when he got the chance and I must say I couldn’t really blame him although I missed him terribly. He has been reluctant to come home but if what you say is true then this would be a perfect time."
I saw lots of people had started to enter the room and kids were running around and looking at books and their parents were clustered in little groups here and there talking. As luck would have it Van entered just then pushing his dad in his wheelchair with his mom walking behind.
"Hey Van! Hey Mac!," I called out and they looked my way. "Come here there is someone I want you to meet."
They came over to where we were standing and I said, "Mac and Sarah Williams and Van I want you to meet Barbara Macmillian. She is the head of the library and I thought that maybe sometime she might want to have you come and do a presentation on masonry and building stone walls for the kids. I am sure they would love to get their hands in some mud and build a little wall out back in the garden. What do you think?"
"Oh Tom I don’t know if I am much of a teacher," Van said humbly.
"Son you would be wonderful. Stop that nonsense. Kids love you. Just look at all your nieces and nephews and how much they love it when you show them what you do. They are always climbing all over you," his mom said.
"Well let me let you all talk about it for a minute. I have to see someone over here and will be right back. Great you all could come on out today," I said to Van’s parents. I had seen the two couples who had accosted Timmy and me in the parking lot outside the movie theater with their kids. They were looking a little bit lost and I wanted to welcome them.
"Frank! Mary! Hey! Welcome. So glad you could make it with your kids." I reached out my hand and shook theirs using my normal firm grip with Frank. "And so good to see you Dot and Dan. I didn’t catch your last name when we met at the restaurant." I shook Dan’s hand and I saw his eye brows shoot up with the unexpected firmness of my grip.
"Dan Jensen," Dan said.
"And I’m Dot Jensen and those are our little trouble makers, Petey and Dan Jr." Dot said.
"And ours are right there with them. That’s Frank Jr. on the left and Marty on the right," Mary said pointing out her boys as they found a seat on the floor. "This is quite a crowd here today. We didn’t know what to expect but after your kind invitation we had to see what this was all about. Some friends of the boys were talking about the book your friend Timmy read last week and said it was great." Mary said.
I noticed that Frank was pretty nervous and kept looking around the room and then back at me. Dan didn’t seem to want to look at me at all but Dot and Mary were extremely friendly. "So Frank what kind of construction do you do mostly? Single family homes or big commercial jobs?" I asked.
"Ah....mostly small stuff like houses..... and stuff like that. Dan here works with me. We have been friends since high school when we played together on the football team." Frank said finally looking at my face when he talked.
"That is great. I would love to see some places you have built sometime. When Timmy and I get out of school we are going to move back here to Harrisonburg and are going to need a good reputable builder to build some houses for us and some of our friends. Would you be interested or don’t you want to take money from a gays?" I asked directly looking him in the eye as I spoke.
"Um....yeah....well...you know we are pretty busy right now," Frank stammered looking at Dan.
"I am sure if you are good you are busy but we are talking about 3 years off. Maybe we can get on your books now. That is if we like your work. You know Frank your uncle isn’t gay, he is a sexual deviant and a pervert, and me and my friends don’t go around hurting young children. I have 3 small brothers and I would never do anything to hurt them in anyway. In fact Timmy and I both have 3 small brothers." I said looking him right in the eyes.
Mary and Dot were standing there speechless and Dan was looking a bit uncomfortable at my mention of his uncle in front of Dan and Dot. "Yeah...um...look....I am sorry Tom...I didn’t ... I mean I didn’t mean any disrespect to you or Timmy. I just have a lot of stuff to work through in my head you know.... and well.... I know the doctors tell me my uncle isn’t gay but what he did to me hurt me real bad and I am not sure I see how what he did wasn’t exactly what gay guys do to each other." Frank said.
"I am sure it seems that way and I can’t possible know what you went through or are working through right now Frank but Timmy and I would like to talk with you sometime to see if we can work this thing out you have against gay men. And I am serious about the houses man. If you’re good at what you do we would love to hire you. Please just think about it." I placed my hand on his arm and he didn’t jerk away. I reached in my back pocket and found a piece of paper and Mary gave me a pen she had and I scribbled my cell phone number down, "Look here is my number. If you and Dan want to talk sometime give me a buzz. If not that is cool. I can respect that but you have some misconceptions about us and I just hope you give us the chance to fill you in on what’s real." I said and then told them I hoped they enjoy the reading.
"Thank you Tom," Mary said as I walked away. Frank looked at me as I walked away but I could see he was hurting inside and I could see he wanted to open up but was so afraid because of what his creepy uncle had done to him.
I saw from the clock on the wall that I still had about 15 minutes left before Timmy started so I walked back over to where Van and Barbara were standing. Van’s mom and dad had moved nearer the front and off a little to the side where they found a place for his wheelchair.
"Tom, Van has agreed to do a presentation for the children. Isn’t that wonderful?" Barbara said.
"Cool. He will do a great job. You should see some of his work Barbara. This man here is a true artist in stone." I said placing my hand on Van’s arm and squeezing it lightly.
"Thanks Tom but I think you might be biased just a little bit," Van said.
"Doesn’t change my opinion of your work man and you should know that about me by now," I said.
"And I want to talk with our board about Van building some walls in our garden area out back if what you tell me about him is true and I am sure it is," Barbara said.
"Look Van one of the reasons I had Barbara meet you was that she has a 39 year old son who is gay and from her description of men he has liked in the past she was describing you perfectly. I swear to God she was. He is not happy living in San Francisco and he really would like to find a true life partner and well...I know you want the same. Look will you at least let us set you up on a blind date or e-mail, or phone or something? Please trust me man I think this is the right one for you," I said still holding his arm. I could feel him tense up sightly when I first talked about Ronnie and a blind date but he had relaxed since then and was not frowning at me or Barbara.
"Damn Tom how can you be so damn perfect? That is what I want to know. You and Timmy are always thinking about everyone around you," he started to cry and then wiped his hand across his face and said, "Damn I am such a cry baby.....you guys have never steered me wrong so yes I would love to hear more about Ronnie and meet him. Maybe you could write down his e-mail address for me and phone number and we’ll see what happens. I’ll give you a few hours to warn him that I might call and if he doesn’t want to talk with me you can call me and let me know." Van said.
"Thanks Van and thank you Tom. I’ll get Ronnie’s e-mail and phone number for you before you leave today." Barbara said and I could see she was starting to mist up with the thought of her son moving back home. She seemed to like Van.
As she walked to the front of the room I leaned over and whispered in Van’s ear, "So I hope you aren’t mad at us but it just seemed to fit man and we don’t want you to be lonely when we leave at the end of the summer."
"No way am I mad at you Tom. Thanks so much. And Barbara seems really nice and you can tell a lot about a guy from his mom or so I am told. A couple of months ago I could never have made a cold call for a blind date but you and Timmy have given me so much courage that it seems like something that is possible." Van said sliding his hand up and down my back.
I saw that Lucus and his dad and mom had come as well as Ryan and Reese and Deacon and his sister Eva. Paul, Megan and Ethan were standing talking with them. Randy, Skip, Johnny, Billy, Walt and Brandon were together in a group and Jack and Marge just walked in along with Chris and Mavis and her little nieces and nephews in tow.
There was probably 125 people there and there was an excited buzz in the air as Mrs. Macmillian walked to the bottom of the little semi circular carpeted stage area. She held up her hands and there was silence as everyone stopped talking.
"Welcome everyone. Good morning!" she said.
"GOOD MORNING!" everyone replied in a loud voice.
"I am so glad you all came out on this beautiful Saturday morning to hear our good friend Timmy Hamilton read a wonderful new book. Just to remind you that we have lots of programs all summer long with story telling on Tuesday and Thursdays, a cardboard dulcimer making workshop next Wednesday, and a story time every day at 11 AM and lots of other great stuff. We have different live animals here every week and a good friend we just met is going to do a rock wall building workshop later this summer and you all can help mix the cement and carry the rocks and it’s going to be lots of fun. But without further adieu here is Timmy Hamilton!" she said as Timmy walked through the crowd carrying the book in his hand as he touched lots of the kids on their heads and slapped hands with some as he made his way to the front. God he looked so damned beautiful. He was like a Prince walking among his adoring subjects.
"God he is handsome isn’t he Tom?" Van whispered in my ear.
"Yeah he is," I said wistfully as I watched Timmy look around the room for familiar faces and then sit down on the big pillow at the top of the stage in his normal yoga position.
"So how is everyone today?" he asked the crowd.
"GREAT!" everyone yelled.
"That is good to hear. Thanks for coming out to listen to my book this week. It’s called
HOOT and was written by a newspaper columnist, named Carl Haissen, who works for the Miami Herald newspaper. He usually writes adult fiction but has lately branched out into books for young people. He also has one named FLUSH that is next on our list and I just heard that they have made a movie out of HOOT and I hope it is halfway as good as this book is. Jimmy Buffet is one of the producers and his daughter did the music for the film. I didn’t think I could finish this entire book in one week so I have split it up into two parts and will finish it up next week. Mrs. Macmillian tells me that she has 4 extra copies if any of you want to check them out and I am sure the local bookstores have some copies as well. So let’s all settle down and get comfortable and quiet and then I can begin." he said.
I looked around the crowd and every eye was focused on Timmy center stage sitting like an in shape Buddha on his pillow with his eyes closed and taking deep breaths. He opened his eyes and then opened the book and began to read. We were instantly drawn into the life of this young boy in Florida and the plight of the wild ground owl. It was funny. It was sad. It was educational. All at the same time and we were there as Timmy read each character and drew us in deeper and deeper into the story until SLAM he closed the book and we realized that almost two hours had just slipped on by and none of us had noticed or cared at all.
There was complete silence and then the clapping started and grew and grew in intensity and then the little kids in the front row jumped up and ran up to swarm all over Timmy and soon the front of the room by the stage was in complete chaos. Timmy was laughing and giggling under the huge pile of kids as they piled on and on and on. Parents tried to find their kids and head out for their Saturday afternoon activities and I went over to where Mary and Frank were standing with Dot and Dan and their children.
I bent down and asked their boys, "So how did you like the story guys?"
They looked at me strangely because I was a stranger and then smiled and said, "It was great! We loved it! Fantastic! Cool!"
"Great I’ll tell Timmy and we hope to see you back again next week if you have the time," I said.
They all looked up at their parents and said, "Can we come back? PLEASE!"
Mary and Dot answered for their husbands and said, "Yes", to their boys. Then Mary stuck out her hand and shook mine as I stood up and said, "Thanks again for inviting us Tom. Timmy has a special talent and I for one am looking forward to getting to know you both."
Frank held out his hand and shook mine and for the first time I felt good vibes from him as he looked me in the eye and said, "And thank for you pushing me Tom. I guess I need that and I’ll be happy to talk with you Timmy and your friends about building your houses. I guess I can be a complete horses ass sometimes when I put my mind to it." He handed me his business card and I saw that he had a few tears in his eyes. "Please call me and I will show you a few houses we have built and you can decide if we are the right crew for you."
"Thanks Frank. I will call you next week and set up a time when we can all get together," And then I turned to Dan and shook his hand. He was a little more hesitant but he still shook my hand and looked me in the eye as we said goodbye and they walked off into the departing crowd of people.
Timmy was still swamped under a pile of kids and the adults surrounding him with congratulations and thanks. Lucus walked over and we hugged and he said, "So I’ll see you in a little while at the river. Gordy is going to meet me at my house and then we’ll grab a bite to eat and ride on over."
"Cool see you then," I said as he walked off with his parents who waved to me across the room.
Walt and Brandon came up and Brandon said, "Timmy was awesome once again Tom. Look Walt and I will meet you guys outside and then we can follow you over to the Ham Shoppe. I was wondering if Mike could ride with us. It might give you a bit more room and I know he would get a kick out of it."
"Oh shit man he will pee in his pants. Thanks for inviting him." I said as they walked on outside. I said goodbye to others in our group and finally the room was almost empty as Ryan and Reese with Eva and Deacon in tow came by. We all hugged and I said hi to the kids.
"Hey thanks for remembering Mike’s birthday. He loved your presents and already has the posters up in his room. You guys were sweet to do that," I said.
"Well Mike is a cool kid and anyone who loves my car as much as he does deserves the best," Ryan said laughing and smiling that world famous smile of his.
"Come on guys let’s go home and have some fun. See you Tom," Reese said as they walked off.
Van came by and we hugged, "Look thanks again Tom. I have Ronnie’s number and e-mail and am going to give him a call in a few minutes to see what is up," he said holding up the piece of paper Barbara had given to him.
"Look do you want to join us for a picnic and swim at the river with the boys? We would love to have you man," I said stroking my hand on his arm as I talked.
"Yeah that would be nice. Thanks for asking Tom. I don’t have a suit and you know I freeball it. Will that be a problem?" Van said.
"Not unless your shorts fall off and you have a woodie," I said laughing. "I wouldn’t mind that but the boys might notice."
"I’ll make sure I tie my shorts on then," Van said.
"Brandon and Walt are going and we are meeting outside and then stopping by the Ham Shoppe to buy some lunch. I’ll see you in the parking lot in a few. Maybe Blackie can ride with Brent in your truck," I suggested.
"Sure thing. Let me tell my folks and I’ll meet you all outside." Van said leaving.
Almost everyone had gone and Barbara and Timmy were talking and walking my way. I grabbed Timmy and hugged him and gave him a big kiss on his lovely tanned cheek. "You were so freaking awesome man. Damn you had them eating right out of the palm of your hand. It was so sweet." I said.
"It was good really good Timmy. Thanks so much and Tom thanks for introducing me to Van. I really like him and his parents and well I just hope he and Ronnie can connect. He seems so nice," Barbara said her eyes tearing up again. "I’m so silly aren’t I?"
"No mam you are just being a mother and a good one to care so much for your son. Ronnie is very lucky," I said rubbing her shoulder and arm.
"See you next week then," Timmy said as we left arms around each other waists. Outside it was getting quite hot and the sun was really shining bright. A perfect day for a picnic and a swim in the river. "Great day isn’t it Tom?" Timmy said reading my mind.
"Perfect man. PERFECTO!" I replied as we walked over to our group gathered in the parking lot.
Mike came running over and jumped up in my arms, "Timmy and Tom. Guess what? Brandon said I can ride with him and Van said Blackie can ride with him. Isn’t that great? And mom and dad said it was OK with them."
"Cool beans man," I said giving him a big hug and then putting him down on the pavement of the parking lot. "Look we’ll see you all at the Ham Shoppe in a few minutes OK?"
Everyone said yes and then got into their different vehicles for the drive to the deli. Ben and Willie rode with Timmy and I, Brandon, Mike and Walt rode together and Van had the dogs ride in the back of Van’s truck. We sang along to the Curious George CD with Ben and Willie and it was a fun and quick ride to the Ham Shoppe. We all got out and trooped inside where we looked at the menus and wrote down our orders for their huge delicious sandwiches. I ordered ones for Jack and Marge. We got chips and told everyone that Jack and Marge would have ice tea both sweet and unsweet and sodas, water and the most important thing - DESSERT!
It didn’t take to long and soon we all had our orders and we traveling along the road to Jack and Marge’s farm. Soon it would be Timmy’s and my farm and our friends could share in our good fortune in being able to live in this beautiful area of the country in our new world! I couldn’t
wait and wished that we were already graduated from college. I knew the next 3 years were going to be so important in my development as an adult but I wanted to just get on with our lives and start our new world order here in Harrisonburg Virginia.
We pulled in at the farm and drove around back of the beautiful old farm house surrounding by those wonderful old huge shade trees to the parking area in the rear. Jack and Marge were setting up stuff on their picnic tables in the backyard and when they saw us pull in they stopped and waved. All of us got out of our vehicles and found our food and stuff and walked over to the tables to sit down. We made introductions and all kissed and hugged and greeted each other warmly as old friends and sat down to eat.
"May I give the blessing please?" Brandon asked.
"Well yes of course that would be wonderful Brandon," Marge answered.
"God I want to thank you for bringing me to this community and to this family of friends. Thank you for the support I have received and please help me to get on with my life. Thank you for this day and for this food you have set before us to nourish our bodies and help us to always support one another as we each make our individual journey with you and with our friends. AMEN!" and we all joined in on the Amen.
Jack said, "Thank you Brandon. That was nice of you to volunteer. Usually when someone asks for the blessings everyone looks down at their hands and is secretly praying ‘Not me! Not me!’" and we all laughed at the truth of his words.
We got our sandwich’s out of our bags and opened our chips and poured our drinks and started in on the food.
"They sure do make a small sandwich at that Ham Shoppe," Marge giggled as she struggled to hold the massive sandwich in her hands and then take a bite without everything falling out. There was silence for a few minutes as we all ate and enjoyed the slight breeze under the huge old shade trees. Then Marge started in with some of her wild jokes and she had us rolling with laughter and holding our side and some of us were crying we were laughing so hard.
"Where do you hear all these jokes Marge. You should have been a comedienne." Timmy said.
"Funny you should say that Timmy. I had thought about it when I was younger and I have done some stand up comedy at church socials and when the boys were in school and for local charities and all." Marge said.
"She has always been the life of any party and any group Timmy. I think that was why I fell in love with her was because of her sense of humor and she has always made me laugh no matter what was going on around us. Through bad times and good times Marge has always had a laugh for everyone she meets no matter what." Jack said leaning over to give his wife a kiss on the cheek. It was nice to see them still in love with each other after so many years together.
We finished up our sandwiches and balled up the wax paper they were wrapped in and put all the trash in a large garbage bag Jack had brought outside and the we all sat in silence looking at the 4 fresh baked cherry pies in the middle of the table just begging to be sliced and eaten.
"So who wants pie?" Marge said laughing her big laugh.
"WE DO!!!!!" everyone screamed at the top of their lungs as she grabbed her knife and started to slice up pieces of that delicious cherry pie. The crust was so buttery and flaky and the cherries were fresh and ripe and so juicy and she didn’t use to much of that thick gooey stuff so they just floated in their juices and ran onto the plate.
Even I took a nice sized piece and just stared at it and then leaned down to smell that rich earthy aroma of fresh tart cherries and sugar and crust. The first fork full to reach my mouth just rolled on my tongue as I savored it and made the sensation last as long as possible before swallowing it and then taking another and another until the while thing was gone and I was licking my plate clean.
"Wow Marge that was good. I suspect you are the best cherry pie maker in the world." I said.
"Here! Here!," Everyone said.
"Well I love to bake and as you can tell I LOVE to eat and always have. I just can’t help it. It just makes me so happy to see folks eating what I cook and I love the taste as well which is why I keep this trim figure of mine huh Jack!" she said with a big belly laugh.
"I wouldn’t trade you for the thinnest super model on the planet my dear and that is the truth," Jack said.
We all helped Jack and Marge clean up and said our goodbyes and then found all our swimming stuff and headed across the pasture towards the river and the swimming hole. The boys ran on ahead but they knew they had to wait for us to get there before they got in the water and the rest of us just walked along talking and enjoying this hot summer day.
"So how did Mike like the ride in your truck Brandon?" I asked.
"He LOVED it and was just chattering like a magpie the whole way out here. He never stopped talking it was so cute and funny. He was asking about this and that and wanted to know everything there was to know about everything he saw. I think you have a guy who loves vehicles on your hands Tom and Timmy and before long he is going to want his own. As soon as he is old enough. He might even be a good mechanic which is always great to have in the family. I know just enough about cars and trucks to be dangerous I guess. I had an uncle who was a mechanic and I liked to hang out with him growing up. Of course it didn’t hurt that I thought he was a hunk and he liked to take off his shirt when he worked. I would hand him wrenches and screw drivers and just look at his muscles and chest and shit." Brandon said reminiscing.
"Do you think he knew you were watching him?" Timmy said.
"Oh lord no! At least I don’t think so but at that stage in my life I didn’t know anything either. If he did he never let on but maybe that was why he put up with my stupid questions and hanging around all the time. Damn if my dad had ever suspected any funny business going on all hell would have broken loose but lucky for me he was always saving some poor soul or on some call for the church. So I would wander down to my uncles place and just hang out with him. He was married and had 4 boys who were all older than I was and I guess he was my first crush. Guess that is why I like older guys like Walt here." Brandon said jumping up and kissing Walt on the cheek and laughing.
Van said, "I have a brother who is a mechanic and it is wonderful to have one in the family except I never looked at his butt crack or had a crush on him!" We all laughed at that thought.
We walked over the last little knoll and saw the river shining and shimmering in the bright sunlight of the early afternoon sun. It looked so inviting as the light danced off its surface reflecting and calling to us. The boys had stripped off their shirts, sandals and shorts and were standing by the edge in their bathing suits throwing rocks in the water and testing the water with their toes.
We walked up to the edge of the bank and looked down at the cool clear running water of the river. "Give us a minute to change guys and we’ll be right there," Timmy said as we walked over behind the bushes to change. All of us except Van stripped down to our naked skins and I must say we all looked pretty buff and quite hot. Even Walt was looking trimmer and more fit and certainly Brandon was so freaking hot. And Van was not bad looking for an older guy I thought. I was looking forward to meeting Ronnie and hooking them up. As I watched Brandon I felt my cock start to twitch and grabbed my speedo and slipped it on and pushed my dick down between my legs so it wouldn’t show although the cold river water would soon make it shrink to a much smaller size. Brandon and Walt had baggies and Timmy and I had our speedo’s and Van had his shorts.
"So Van did you get in touch with Ronnie on the way over?" I asked.
"I tried but no one was home so I left a message for him to call me. Barbara said she would call him to warn him I would be calling so I wouldn’t freak him out or anything." Van told us.
We left our stuff laying in small piles on the ground and then walked over to the river and Timmy climbed up on the big old tree and grabbed the rope swing and did a huge Tarzan yell and pushed off and soon was flying through the air, laughing, screaming and beating his chest before he hit the water and disappeared under the surface to break free a few moments later shaking his head and yelling some more.
Ben and Willie jumped into the river and paddled over to Timmy who grabbed them in his strong loving arms. Mike ran up the bank to where I was standing next to the tree. "Can I do it next Tom?" he said.
"Sure thing." I told Mike and then yelled, " Timmy watch for Mike. Here he comes!"
Timmy turned to watch as Mike grabbed the rope and then jumped off the tree and let go at the right time and flew through the air. The look on his face was priceless and so beautiful as he flew and turned and looked at me and waved and then hit the water with a big splash.
"Oh it’s soooooo cold," he yelled when he broke free.
I followed him and Brandon followed me and Walt came down the bank and jumped in the water from there. Van swung out and dropped into the icy cold water with the rest of us. There was none of the usual good natured ribbing that would occur in a normal group of guys who were competitive to the point they would shame everyone into trying the rope swing. In our group if you wanted to you could and if you didn’t we weren’t going to judge you or make you feel like you had to do something in order to keep up.
Timmy took Mike on his back and Brandon and I took him for a few jumps as well. Walt splashed around with Ben and Willie as they showed him how to catch crayfish under the rocks in the shallows. They were good teachers and Walt was a very interested pupil as they caught crayfish after crayfish and then let them go.
I heard my name being called and I put my hand over my eyes to shade them and looked to the opposite bank where I saw Lucus and Gordy on their horses. The sun was behind them and radiating rays out from their bodies as I watched. "Hey Tom! Hey guys," Lucus called.
Both he and Gordy were naked from the waists up and if they hadn’t been white they could have been Indians from the way they looked sitting there on their horses. Both of them were deeply tanned and very fit and I could see why Lucus liked Gordy. Gordy was almost an exact replica of Lucus. They were both blond and good looking and both were tanned and fit. Lucus had a bit longer hair than Gordy and Gordy may have been a few inches shorter than Lucus I noted as they jumped off their horses and tethered them to a tree on the opposite bank.
Everyone waved and said hey to them and I waded across the shallows and climbed up the bank to get a good look at Gordy and shake his hand. "Hey man I’m Tom Peters. So glad you could come out today," I said reaching out my hand to take his in mine. We both had good strong grips and I could feel the blood pumping through his veins as we shook hands. He was nervous and somewhat frightened at meeting new people and I could feel so much ambivalence about his sexuality in his handshake. That was pretty normal for a guy his age. Just 18. He was mostly straight but there were the feelings of male exploration going on inside and I could feel he liked Lucus but how much of his gay side was coming through? Not a lot but it was definitely there as it was with every man on the planet. Most men were unaware of their gay side but it was still there.
"Um....Hi.... I’m Gordy Jacobs ...Tom. Nice to meet you too," he said.
"Well that gorgeous hunk over there is Timmy Hamilton and the older man is Walt and that is Brandon and then there is Mike, Ben and Willie. And that is Van and the dogs are named Blackie and Brent. So did you bring your bathing suits or are you going to swim in your shorts?" I said turning to point everyone out to Gordy.
"Well Gordy went off and left his at home but lucky for him I had an extra pair so I brought them," Lucus said pulling two speedo’s out of a pack he had on his saddle. He handed one to Gordy who took it.
"Well it’s just us guys out here so you can change anywhere if you like," I said suggestively. Lucus walked around behind his horse and bent at the waist and began to take off his shorts and then his boxers. God he was so beautiful with those incredible low hangers and that gorgeous uncut cock of his. What an incredible piece of man meat he had hanging between his legs. I wanted to jump his bones right then and there but somehow resisted the temptation.
Gordy was a little hesitant about taking off his clothes outside but then started to unbutton his shorts as he kept his eyes glued to the naked body of his friend who was in no hurry to put on his speedo’s. He was giving his friend a long and well deserved good look see at his beautiful young body.
Lucus grabbed his low hangers and squeezed them and laughed as he said, "damn that cold water is going to shrink these things up to nothing."
Gordy didn’t reply but he bent at the waist to lower his boxers and I caught a view of a pair of gorgeous soft ass cheeks. "I can’t imagine your nuts as nothing Lucus and you are so right that the water is freaking cold man but once you are in for a while you get used to it. You ever been swimming here before Gordy?" I asked.
I saw that Lucus had been looking at Gordy’s crotch while he lowered his shorts and then had the same view of Gordy’s butt as Gordy turned to look at me and answer my question, "No Tom this is the first time but it looks great. That rope swing looks awesome."
"It is awesome. What a feeling of freedom and flying when you let go and sail out through the air completely free and flying man. Its so sweet! And the hole under the tree is plenty deep so you don’t have to worry about hitting the bottom." I said. Gordy had a cock that was about 4 inches soft and from the wrinkles I could see it looked to be about average size. Maybe 6 inches when he was hard but of course you could never tell. He was cut and his knob was shiny and purple and didn’t have much of a lip around the tip. He had a small set of balls and lots of brown pubic hair surrounding his pole and on his thighs as opposed to Lucus and his trimmed pubes and smooth shaven thighs.
I watched as Lucus’s cock started to grow as his mind and his imagination worked overtime thinking about sex with his friend. He quickly took his speedo’s and pulled them up and over his crotch hiding it from our view but letting his half hard cock slide to the side where it looked quite sensual and very sexy. I could see the tip outlined in the material of his suit.
Gordy pulled his suit on and they were tight and looked great on his trim fit body. He left his cock up as well and it looked so cute pushing the material out at the top. "Come on and meet everyone Gordy and get wet," I said running down the bank and splashing through the water yelling and screaming like a crazy man and finally diving into the deep water of the swimming hole.
Lucus and Gordy made their way a bit more slowly but they both jumped in and then out yelling, "OH SHIT THAT"S COLD!" together laughing.
We introduced Gordy to everyone and soon we were all swimming and playing and laughing with each other in the hot summer sun by the river. At one point Gordy has swung off on the rope and Lucus and I were standing waiting our turn. I watched Gordy’s muscles bulge on his arms as he gripped the rope with both hands to swing free out over the water.
"So what do you think Tom? My cock is aching to know. Is he or isn’t he?" Lucus whispered.
I looked him in the eyes and said, "He wants to know more man but he just doesn’t really know anything about being gay. All he knows is girls and the straight world he grew up in and lives in every day. Is he going to stay the night at your place tonight?" Lucus nodded his head. "Then if I were you I would start a conversation with him about jacking off and see where it leads and see if you can get him to jack off with you and then maybe a little touching and exploring. He definitely wants to explore his gay side man and he really likes you a lot."
"Oh that is so cool Tom. Thanks for the encouragement. I just love him so much it hurts inside." Lucus said jumping up on the tree and grabbing the rope to swing out and over the water to land next to the object of his affection and love. He grabbed Gordy and they started to laugh and wrestle in the water. I grabbed the rope and sailed into air dropping neatly into the water next to Timmy who grabbed me and held me in a hug while we kissed and sunk below the surface of the cold refreshing water. We came up still kissing and I noticed out of the corner of my eye as we broke apart that Gordy had been watching us which was a good sign. At least he hadn’t freaked out and the look on his face was curious not disgust.
Suddenly I had to pee real bad and I jumped out and walked up the bank to the bushes where I spread my legs in that typical man peeing stance and pushed down my speedo’s and pulled out my shrunken little cock and held it in my hands as I willed myself and my bladder to pee. I loved holding my cock and I loved the feeling of peeing outside. I heard a noise and was aware of someone coming up to stand near me. I looked over and saw that it was Gordy and he was pushing down his speedo’s to get his cock out.
"Hope you don’t mind if I join you Tom. My bladder was about to burst from all of Lucus’s moms ice tea I drank at lunch. She makes great sweet tea." he said. I looked at his cock as he held it gently in his fingers and the strong yellow stream of piss started to flow out of the tip of his dick joining mine in a puddle on the ground. He was looking at my cock and I was looking at his. Two dick watchers standing side by side peeing.
"So Tom can I ask you a question?" Gordy said shaking and pulling on his prick to drain the last drops of pee. He made no movement to put his cock back in his bathing suit which I thought was a good sign.
"Sure man. Anything." I said knowing what he was going to ask. I couldn’t read his mind like Timmy but still I knew.
"Well....like...um...are... oh shit man.... like are you.... and Timmy like...well you know....gay?" he asked me.
"Yeah we are lovers Gordy and have been for a month or so. Brandon and Walt are as well and Van is gay too!" I said.
"Brandon and that old guy are like lovers?" Gordy said loudly.
"Come on Gordy. Don’t judge them. They are really in love and age doesn’t mean everything you know. It’s all in how you think and how you look at life. Walt is really very young at heart even though he may be older that we are but believe me he can wear Brandon out sometimes," I said laughing.
"Oh shit man I’m sorry. I really am. I didn’t mean anything." Gordy said blushing. His penis was still hanging out and he was still gripping it and massaging it between his fingers.
I took my free hand and lightly ran it on his arm, "It’s OK man. I just like people to know where I stand is all. I know you didn’t mean anything by it. So let me ask you a question. You fancy our friend Lucus?" I asked.
"LUCUS!...Oh shit.... Oh Tom I am not sure what I fancy." He said blushing and turning red. "I mean I have a girl friend and all but well I do have to admit I like to look at other guys in the locker room and I just don’t know what that means. I am so fucked up man." he said.
"Gordy listen to me please. You aren’t fucked up at all. You are just a young man going through a lot of changes and you want to explore and try different things. It is so natural man. There is nothing wrong with that. It is so perfectly natural man but shit you know our freaking society makes us think it is wrong. Especially when you are 18 and in high school. Believe me Gordy I have been there and I know what its like. Just go with what your heart tells you man not what other people want you to think," I said still stroking his arm.
"So is it that obvious to everyone here?" Gordy asked.
"Look man I just think you might want to play around with Lucus is all. Just friends messing around. I say go for it. You might find you really like it man and Lucus is an awesome dude and to be frank about it he is freaking head over heels in love with you." I said.
"HE IS!!!" Gordy said. "Oh shit Tom what am I supposed to do? Oh shit oh freak me out man."
"Hey man don’t freak OK? Just go with the flow. Look I told Lucus to maybe suggest jacking off tonight with you and see what happens so just go along with him and see where it leads. I do know you couldn’t do better than find a guy like Lucus to love you Gordy. He is one stand up guy and he’ll always have your back," I said letting go of his arm and putting my cock back in my suit.
He did the same and then looked me in the eyes and said, "Thanks Tom. And.... by the way... you have a beautiful cock."
"Yeah it is pretty nice if I must say so and well yours looks good too. How big are you when you’re hard if I can ask?" I said.
"It’s sort of short Tom only 5 ½ inches and my balls never get really low but it’s all I have I guess and it ain’t going to grow anymore is it?" he said.
"No I think it is probably finished its growing but it is still nice man but shit don’t you think our friend Lucus’s is awesome!! Shit his low hangers are to die for and that hood he has is so sweet man. Just peel it back and go to work on that knob of his," I said as we walked back towards the river.
"Yeah he has the lowest set of balls in the whole school and there aren’t many guys with foreskins either so people are always staring at him in the locker room. Or at least I know I am," Gordy said blushing a bit. "Shit man I can’t believe I am talking like this to another guy about cocks and balls and shit like that," he said.
"Yeah its pretty freeing isn’t it Gordy? Remember just go with the flow and be open for whatever comes tonight with Lucus. Ask for what you want and don’t do anything that doesn’t feel comfortable and always use protection," I said as I ran off and climbed up the side of the tree, grabbed the waiting rope yelled a huge Tarzan yell and leaped into the water landing next to Walt and Brandon and splashing everyone with water.
Gordy followed me in and then Ben asked Timmy if it was time to read Redwall. Timmy looked up at the sun in the sky and saw that is was getting low so he said, "yeah man. Why don’t you go and get it for me."
Willie said, "Timmy can Lucus take us for a ride on his horse after you read?"
"Well why don’t you ask him Willie," Timmy replied.
"Lucus will you take me for a ride on your horse?" Willie asked.
"Sure thing man. I’ll be happy to and Gordy can take Ben if he wants to go and anyone else as well." Lucus said.
"I have never been on a horse. Will he bite me?" Willie asked.
"Oh no Willie. He is a really gentle horse and he loves people. He would never bite you and I’ll show you how to feed him a carrot using the palm of your hand really flat and still. OK?" Lucus said ruffling his hair as we made our way to the center of the river and the reading rock. Ben brought the book and handed it to Timmy who took it and sat down on the rock. We sat around him in a semi-circle and he began to read and there we were in Redwall with all the animals. They were able after much fierce fighting to rescue the mouse maiden and bring her to safety but they lost many valiant friends in the fighting and many of their foe were also killed or hurt in the battle.
I hated that so many had to die for the misguided leadership of a few demented animals. Just like human beings and our modern world with all the people all over the world dying so that a few misguided leaders can get what they want for a brief time. I wished it could change and be different but it seemed to always be the same down through history. Men grabbing what wasn’t theirs and coveting what wasn’t theirs and wanting to take what someone else had and never being satisfied with what they had.
Timmy stopped and we let our collective breath out as he closed the book. I saw that both Ben and Willie had tears in their eyes. "Are you OK guys?" I said taking them in my arms and hugging them close. They put their little arms around my waist and hugged me back.
"I hate the fighting part Tom. I don’t like it when they fight and some of them have to die," Ben said with a trembling voice.
"Yeah I don’t like it either. I get so scared sometimes," Willie said. I wondered if this was a good series of books to read to guys as young as they were but it was a mirror image of real life and the good animals did always win in the end. I would have to talk with Timmy about it and see but always before they seemed to really enjoy the books.
"OK who wants a ride?" Lucus said jumping up. Gordy joined him and Ben and Willie took their hands and they climbed up the river bank to where the horses were contentedly chewing on the grass.
I walked up with them and Mike joined me. Timmy, Van, Walt and Brandon followed close behind and soon we were watching as Lucus and Gordy showed Ben, Willie and Mike how to touch a horse, and where to walk and how to talk to them in a nice low voice. Then Lucus got some carrots out of his bag and showed them how to hold their hands out flat so the horses could take the carrots off their outstretched palms. They seemed to be excited as they fed the horses and then Lucus and Gordy jumped up on their horses and Timmy and I helped the boys up to sit in front of them they were riding bareback and Lucus and Gordy showed them how to hold onto the horses manes and they rode off for a short ride in the pasture.
"You know as old as I am Tom I have never been that close to a horse," Walt said.
"No shit man," I said incredulous at his statement.
"Me neither." Brandon said. "They are so freaking big man."
"I just love horses," Timmy said. "There is nothing like the freedom of galloping across a meadow on the back of a huge horse going 90 miles an hour. It feels so incredible."
"Maybe we can come back sometime and Lucus will let us ride Brandon," Walt said putting his arm around his lovers shoulder.
"I would like that," Brandon said. "Maybe even today."
They came back and then took Mike for a ride and Gordy jumped down and helped Brandon up. He looked great sitting there perched up on that big horse. He was a bit scared and I laughed at the thought of this kid who could do turns and flips on his skateboard but was a little bit scared to be up on a horse. He followed Lucus on his horse as they rode off together side by side with Lucus talking to him all the way.
"Tom it was so cool. Dad and mom are not going to believe we rode on a horse," Ben said proudly. "I was only a little bit scared Timmy."
"I was scared this much," Willie said stretching out his hands and we all laughed. We waited for them to return and Brandon jumped down.
"You have to try it Walt. Just for a minute. Here let me help you up. Timmy is right it is such an awesome feeling and we didn’t even go fast.
Brandon helped Walt up on the horse and he looked so helpless sitting up there. Here was this big doctor and he was so small sitting on this huge horse. Lucus led him on a little ride and when he came back and jumped off he let out a breath of air and said. "Oh my that was nice but I think I would like to have jeans and shoes on the next time I ride. Who’s next?"
Timmy jumped up with no effort and he and Lucus took off at a gallop whooping and hollering across the meadow. Their hair was blowing in the breeze and they looked so freaking good. In only their speedo’s they looked almost naked as they took off. Like two Indian warriors off on the hunt. All they needed was some paint on their faces and a bow and arrow to fit the part.
We all went back to the water and swam around for a little while longer as the sun started to go down on the horizon and the air turned a bit colder. Lucus and Timmy came riding up and came to a screeching halt and jumped off laughing as they ran down the bank and dove in the water together. They came up together hugging and I saw Gordy watching them with envy but soon enough he would be hugging and kissing his good friend Lucus Miller.
"Well guys we got to go now. This has been real," Timmy said at last as we said goodbye to Lucus and Gordy and watched them walk across the river to strip naked and put on their shorts.
"Damn they make a great couple don’t they?" Brandon said as we walked to the bushes to get our clothes.
Ben and Willie were playing with the dogs who had been off exploring on their own and Mike walked over with us as we changed and stood there watching us but not watching as we stripped out of our clothes and put our boxers, shorts and t-shirts back on. He had to learn what guys looked like sometime and we weren’t doing anything that he couldn’t see at his age. Just guys getting naked. Perfectly natural.
We looked around to make sure we had gathered up all our shit and then started the walk back across the pasture. Mike, Ben and Willie ran on ahead with the dogs as we walked along behind them.
"What a wonderful day this has been. Thanks for including us Tom and Timmy," Walt said.
"Well I invited us along Walt so they didn’t have much choice did they?" Brandon laughed.
"Hey we loved having you along. And you to Van. I hope you know that. Please feel free to invite yourself anytime and we will do the same. Shoot that is what good friends are for isn’t it?" Timmy said.
"So what were you and Gordy discussing when you all were taking that long leak," Brandon said grinning that wonderful goofy grin of his that was so endearing and beautiful..
"Shoot man you know they were comparing their gorgeous cocks," Timmy said laughing and grabbing my shoulder.
"Actually we were or at least I was letting him scope me out as much as he wanted to. It is so stupid isn’t it how guys just can’t look without being suspect and getting all hot and bothered. It is just such a waste man. But anyway he is just a normal conflicted 18 year old guy who wants to look and wants to experiment but just doesn’t know how to ask without freaking some guy out. We were the first gay men he had ever been around and I told him to just let things happen with Lucus this afternoon or tonight and I told Lucus the same thing so hopefully by this time tomorrow Gordy will know the joys of making love to another man and find out the things only a man can do." I told them as we walked along.
"You guys are great. Always thinking about how to get folks connected with each other." Brandon said as we walked up to the gate separating Jack and Marge’s back yard from the pasture. The boys were talking with Jack and Marge as we walked up.
"The boys said the water was cold but perfect today," Jack said.
"It was great Jack. You are so lucky to have that swimming hole on your property. It is awesome," Timmy said.
"Well you are welcome anytime especially considering it will be yours one of these days in the not to distant future. Marge and I can’t wait till you all move back here and we can retire. It’s like you have lifted a huge weight off our backs with your offer to buy us out." Jack told us.
"And we talked to our kids and they seem very excited about the idea of you taking over," Marge said.
We kissed and hugged and then got in Timmy’s car with the boys. Brandon and Walt climbed up in Brandon’s monster truck and drove away and Van and Brent drove off towards his home and we followed along behind Brandon and Walt.
"So anyone up for a movie?" Timmy asked as we drove along back towards town.
"YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!" we heard three voices say from the back seat and Blackie barked her approval even though she would have to stay in the car. Timmy drove to the Cinema-plex at the mall and we found a parking place under a tree off to the side where we could park and leave the windows cracked for Blackie. We gave her a bowl of water we had brought along and she stood on the back seat watching us walk across the parking lot.
"OK guys we can get popcorn and drinks with the movie or go out and get something to eat afterwards but not both so which is it?" Timmy asked taking out his wallet to pay for the tickets.
"Lets eat out afterwards," Mike said and Ben and Willie nodded their heads although I suspected they wanted popcorn. Timmy bought the tickets and we walked inside to find our theater among the maze of theaters.. The theater was pretty crowded but we found five good seats all together and sat down. The boys saw some of their friends and waved and called to them. It was so nice and cool inside as we waited for the movie to begin.
Curious George was not the kind of movie I usually liked but I would do anything for my little brothers and they seemed excited. I did like the soundtrack and knew that I could endure almost anything for a few hours. Then the movie started and kids started to talk and yell with the excitement of little kids at a movie. Will Ferrell plays the voice and Drew Barrymore is one of the actresses doing another voice as well as Joan Plowright whom I love. The music was great and the movie was OK but I was glad when it was over. Ben had climbed over into my lap and I held him while he watched the movie.
We walked out with the crowd and I asked the boys if they needed to pee. They did so we all trouped into the men’s room which was full of boys and their dads peeing. We all did our business and soon were back outside the theater walking back to our car. Mike whistled and Blackie sat up off the seat where she had been napping and we saw her little tail wagging and her tongue hanging out of her mouth. She was happy to see us.
"So where do you all want to go for dinner" I asked.
"Can we go to Billy’s Barbecue Shack? They have ribs and barbecue and burgers," Mike said.
"It’s fine with me Mike. Is that OK with everyone?" I asked and everyone nodded and talked about how good the food was at Billy’s. Billy Jenkins was a former black high school and college football hometown hero who had come back and taken over his fathers barbecue business. He had played a few years in the pros but then busted out one of his knees and had to retire from football forever. He had done very well in business and made several expansions to his place which was located out side of town. It was not unusual to find a Mercedes parked next to a old rusted out beat up truck with a gun rack and their owners all eating together at Billy’s. Black or white it made no difference when it came to barbecue at Billy’s.
It would probably be crowded on a Saturday evening but the waits were usually not that long and the food was worth the wait. The parking lot was crowded and we had to park at the far end of the lot under a stand of large trees. We got out and walked across the duty gravel parking lot towards the front door and then inside to stand in line. It wasn’t as long a line as I had thought it might be and soon we were standing in front of the counter and Billy’s wife Mabel was standing there.
"Well look who finally came to see us Billy. Where have you been all summer long Timmy Hamilton? I heard from Mavis and Chris that your mom got married this summer to Tom’s dad. And lord sakes alive come here and look at this Billy. My eyes don’t believe it. Tom child you look great. Oh my gosh Mavis said you had turned into a real hunk of a man but lord child I just didn’t believe it. Turn around and let me see that butt Mavis has been talking about. She says you can really shake that thing. For a white boy that is!," Mabel said laughing as Billy came over to see what all the fuss was about. The line was growing behind us but one thing for sure was you didn’t rush Mabel or Billy so I knew no one would dare to complain. I turned around and showed her my butt and even did a few shakes and wiggles which got them both laughing. I was even blushing from all the attention.
"Well boys howdy and welcome back. It’s good to see you all again and who are these big boys you have with you this evening. I don’t think I recognize them at all," Billy said leaning over the counter to see Ben, Willie and Mike. Billy was huge and his hands were like the hugest hands I had ever seen and he was so black. His fingers were like fat hard sausages which had been breaded with callus and he had these huge flour-sack arms that looked as if they could crush you and his thighs were like tree-trunks. He was also the blackest black man I had ever seen and his arms were so hairy with these long black hairs all over them.
"I’m Mike and I was 11 years old yesterday ands these are my brothers Ben and Willie and we really like your food so that is why we are here tonight. Tom asked us where we wanted to go and I said Billy’s cause the food is so good," Mike said with a straight face.
"Your birthday you say. Well I guess that deserves a little something doesn’t it. 11 years old too! Wish I could go back and be 11 years old again. OK son anything you want tonight is yours for the asking." Billy said extending his large meaty hand to engulf Mike’s completely as he shook it up and down. "So what will you have son?"
"I’ll have a rack of dry ribs, slaw, baked beans, a roll and sweet tea please sir," Mike said.
"Well now that is quite an order. I likes a man who knows what he wants don’t you my sweet Mabel. I knows what I want. For sure I knows what I want." he said wrapping his arms around Mabel. She hit at him with her order book but she was laughing as she did it.
Mabel took the rest of our orders and told us to find a table and they would bring them out as soon as they were ready. I paid her and thanked her and we walked off to find a table. Mabel had given us cups for our drinks and soon we were all sitting in a booth with Timmy on one side with Ben and Willie and me on the other side with Mike. We talked about the movie and the boys told some jokes and we laughed as we waited for our food.
Finally the server brought the food to our table and it was piled high on our plates. More than normal but then Mabel and Billy liked us and it was Mike’s birthday yesterday. We dug in and everyone shared the food on their plates with each other. Billy’s ribs were just right. Not to done and not to underdone. Just right the way they should be. His barbecue was pulled off the shoulder and had bits of the dark outer covering mixed in with the tender meat of the pork shoulder. He served his sauce on the side so you could taste the meat separately from the sauce and them combine them as you wished.
Their cole slaw was nice and crunchy and without to much mayonnaise. Ben had a hamburger and fries and he liked it and Willie had a barbecued hot dog with fries. Timmy and Mike had the ribs and I had the barbecue plate. I had to admit I stuffed myself to the point of bursting. My stomach hadn’t been this full in a long time and I would have to watch what I had for a week after all that I had eaten today.
Guess I would have to work extra hard in our session with Peter tonight after we dropped the boys off at home. We ate everything in sight and Timmy and the boys polished off each and every scrape of food. Billy came by at the end and was smiling at the sight of a clean table.
"Well I guess you boys were hungry. Now don’t be strangers for the rest of the summer you hear." he said as he laughed and passed on to talk to the next table. He was always working the room and making sure his customers were satisfied and happy and I had never heard anyone say they had a bad meal at Billy’s place. We used our wet naps to clean our hands and licked them as well and then got up and walked out into the warm moist humid night air of central Virginia in the summer time.
We walked to the car and let Blackie out to pee and gave her a rib bone with all the meat left on it we had saved just for her. She jumped on it and began to eat it and suck the meat right off the bone until there was nothing left at all. When she was finished we got in the car and made sure everyone was buckled up before Timmy headed out towards home.
By the time we drove into our driveway I looked in the backseat and all three boys were sleeping soundly leaning up against each other. "Look at them won’t you Timmy?" I said.
"Pure contentment isn’t it?" he said. "Now how are we going to get them all inside?"
"Let me run in and get dad to help us," I said running inside. Dad and mom were sitting in the kitchen drinking a glass of wine. "Hey guys. We have three sleeping boys in our back seat and need some help getting them upstairs to bed."
"Sure thing Tom," dad said getting up and going out to the car with me.
"I’ll take Ben and Timmy can get Willie if you take Mike dad," I said. We all lifted our sleeping boys into our arms and carried them into the house. Mom was standing by the back door holding it open for us and soon we were upstairs laying them down on their beds. I took Ben’s t-shirt off and then his sandals and shorts while Timmy did the same to Willie. "Should we put on their pajama bottoms or just leave them in their undies man?" I asked.
"I think they will be more comfortable in their PJ’s man since they usually wear them," Timmy said carefully lifting Willie’s legs to pull his underwear down. I did the same for Ben and we found their PJ bottoms under their pillows and slipped them on and then lifted their sheets and tucked them in for the night kissing their foreheads and running our hands across their tiny small pure faces. They were so lucky we had saved them from Rosa. They could sleep well knowing that she would never bother them ever again.
We walked out and turned out the lights and closed the door part way leaving it partially open for them in case they needed to get up in the middle of the night. We walked down the hallway to Mike’s room where dad was just backing out having put Mike to sleep.
"They sure are worn out Tom and Timmy. You all must have had a great day. Thanks for spending some time with them and giving mom and me a little break. Not that we need it but it is nice you know," dad said giving each of us an uncharacteristic kiss on the cheek.
"Thanks dad. We love them and it’s no problem. If you and mom ever need any time off you just have to ask OK?" Timmy said as we walked back downstairs.
"I’ll remember that Timmy. Thanks," dad said.
"We are off for awhile. Going to visit a new friend we just met. See you for church in the morning." I said giving mom a kiss and then letting Timmy have a turn with her.
We walked back outside and jumped back into Timmy’s car and he found a Blues Traveler CD and put it in the player and we drove along to the great sound of their band. What an amazing harmonica player he was. Almost as good as Bob Hite from the old band Canner Heat. It was almost 9:40 PM when we pulled up outside 312 Johnson Street and parked on the street. We got out and closed our doors as quietly as possible so we wouldn’t wake the neighborhood and walked down the driveway to the side entrance to the garage apartment. The door was at the bottom and the stairs were inside and we made our way up and then into a very small living room area that was dominated by a big desk, computer and lots of book shelves full of books. There was a small TV and stereo system and I saw off to the left a very small kitchen area. Everything seemed very neat but there was no sign of Peter.
We walked into the bedroom and Peter was laying asleep on the bed dressed only in a pair of bright red boxer briefs. Lord you could tell he was hung from the way his cock tented out the front of those shorts and his naked body was so freaking beautiful. This really was Bel-Ami’s Peter Vope come to life in Harrisonburg Virginia. It was like an exact replica of that beautiful East European porn star. Timmy and I stripped quietly and stood there stroking our cocks to make them hard. Peter was long and lean and his face and those lips were just waiting to be kissed. His work on the golf course obviously helped to keep him in great shape. We walked to either side of the bed and kneeled down on the floor and lightly began to stroke Peter’s long beautiful legs.
Peter moaned in his sleep and we watched as his cock began to grow and grow and grow larger and larger pushing the pouch of his boxer briefs out further and further the more we stroked and touched his body with our hands. Then we hooked our fingers under the waistband of his briefs and pulled them slowly down and down revealing a great forest of beautiful black curly pubic hairs. When we had pulled them far enough to reveal the prize treasure located inside we were rewarded with the incredible sight of his huge erect uncut cock pulsing and waiting for our lips and hands.
Then the rest of the journey was completed and I took his briefs and smelled them breathing in the deep rich aroma of a mans crotch. When I had my fill I handed them to Timmy who also deeply inhaled the rich scent of this man laying before us naked and asleep on his bed softly snoring unaware of us or what we were about ready to do.
I ran my hand up the inside of his leg and thigh and he moaned in his sleep and twitched on the bed. His breathing became more rapid as I touched that incredible cock he had. Lord it was gorgeous and I wanted to taste it and suck it. I held it up and then took the foreskin and pulled it back revealing a beautiful red purple head which I tasted with my tongue. Peter let out a loud groan when my rough wet tongue met the sensitive skin of his cock head and then he shifted his body as I ran my tongue around the lip of that head and then swallowed his shaft as far as I could. He was at least 9 inches and I got about 6 of those down my throat as I worked him over. damn I loved the sensation of having a man’s cock in my mouth and stuck down my throat.
Timmy was massaging Peters ball sac while I worked on his cock. I lifted my head and let Timmy take over for awhile while I massaged those meaty soft squishy balls and squeezed the nut inside gently with my fingers causing Peter to rise up off the bed and groan loudly.
"Oh yes that is good my friends. So good. I had forgotten how good it feels when a man sucks my cock. AHHHHH it has been far to long. Ohhhhh my that feels good. I thought maybe you were not coming and I fell asleep wondering. I was so sad thinking you would not come but I am so glad I did not masturbate tonight so you will have all my cream for yourselves." Peter said sleepily.
His shaft was engorged with blood and pulsing as Timmy and I took turns slowly working it over and tasting every square inch of its veined covered surface. Peter at times had his eyes closed and his mouth open in a moan and at other times he lifted his head so he could watch us work on his beautiful stiff manhood. He was proud of this hard cock as well he should be. Timmy and I were a tag team tonight as we loved and made love to his hard tool of love.
While Timmy was taking Peter’s cock down his throat I reached down and under his ball sac with my finger and pushing on the sweet spot up and behind his balls making Peter buck and twist on the bed as he delighted in the intense sensual feelings I was able to give him with my finger. I pulled his legs apart and then walked my finger up his crack through the dense forest of curly black ass crack hairs and finally found that soft secret cave waiting for me to enter.
I tickled my finger tip around and around the puckered skin which surrounded his ass hole and then dipped it inside that soft cushiony skin that was like lips caressing my finger as I pushed further and further inside. He was tight and his sphincter muscles closed around my finger but he obviously liked what I was doing from the intensity of his moans and the way he raised his ass up off the bed. I shoved my finger all the way inside as far as it would go and finally found that soft squishy prostate gland which I fingered and touched making Peter go wild with delight.
"OH shit my friend YES! OH YES MORE my friend! OH this has never been done to me before. OH IT FEELS SO GOOD. OH YES! PLEASE." Peter said as he tightened the muscles in his butt while he clenched his abs tight to make the feelings more intense. "I have never felt this feeling before! It is very good to me."
Timmy looked at me and said, "I’m going to take him home Tom. You keep up your work down there and I’ll jerk this bad boy till he screams." I nodded my head in agreement and kept up my finger fucking while I watched as Timmy increased the speed of his stroking and jerking until his hand was a rapid blur. Peter raised up off the bed about 6 inches and tightened every muscle in his tall thin body and then started to shoot that huge pulsing hard cannon off. Rope after creamy white rope of cum shot out of that hard cock landing all over Peter’s chest as he watched and groaned loudly even screaming loudly a few times.
I was looking around the room and spied a box of condoms on the dresser. I pulled my finger out of his ass with a pop and jumped up and ran over an grabbed one which I ripped open as I ran back to the bed. "Let me see your cock Timmy." I said as Timmy leaned over and opened his legs to reveal his hard dripping dick which soon was encased with the rubber. Timmy let go of Peters cock and jumped in between his spread eagled legs which he and I spread further apart while lifting them up in the air for better access.
Timmy scooted forward until the tip of his cock was poised and ready for entry and then with one huge shove of those incredible hips of his he was in and slamming up tight against those soft luscious ass cheeks of Peters making him cry again and again as the prostate was jammed hard by Timmy’s hard rod of man love.
Timmy clenched his hips and ass cheeks and I loved the way those big dimples in his cheeks showed when he clenched his muscles tight. He started to thrust and thrust over and over again in and out of Peters tight virgin ass. He balanced on those long lean legs pushing Peter back on the bed. Peter was thrusting his body up and down to meet Timmy and twisting his head back and forth as he enjoyed getting fucked in the ass by this incredible American man.
"Oh Timmy Fuck me please. Fuck me. OH YES! FUCK ME!" Peter cried out as Timmy did just that finally slamming hard into Peters butt losing his load. Timmy kept slamming against Peter making that last little movement hard and fast as he kept shooting his load off. Peters whole body was shaking each time Timmy slammed up against him but finally he was done and he sat back on his heels and slowly withdrew his condom encased cock from that tight asshole making that delightful popping sound that is unique to that situation.
Timmy reached down and stripped off the rubber and looked around for a trash basket and not seeing one backed off the bed still holding the cum filled condom. He walked to the bathroom and tossed the condom in the trash. Meanwhile Peter had let his tired legs fall to the bed and was laying there covered with his own jizz looking like a young god come down to earth. I walked around the bed and kneeled down next to him and took one of his hands and placed it on my hard throbbing dick which was almost ready to explode from watching Peter cum and then Timmy cum.
Peter did not need any urging on my part as he took hold of my hard shaft and began to slowly stroke it. He then leaned up on one arm and opened those incredible lips of his to accept my shaft into his mouth and when his tongue touched my cock head I yelled out his name, "OH PETER come on man give it to me. SUCK my cock man. Blow me!"
He started to puff his cheeks in and out as he let me fuck his face. The feelings I was having were intense as his strong tight grip surrounded the shaft of my hard cock squeezing and pulling and jerking on it. His hands were so rough and calloused. The hands created by hard manual labor and they were so fucking strong. I knew I was close and I reached out my hands to hold each side of his face while I pumped my load down his eager waiting throat. He continued to jerk and stroke me until I was finished and exhausted sitting back on my heels feeling very contented.
"Oh my that was special my new found friends. That was so special," Peter said laying back with a angelic smile on his angelic face. I loved the way his curly hair fell in ringlets down across his forehead framing that gorgeous face for us to look at.
"Well you are very special my friend and I hope we continue to get to know each other and become very good friends," Timmy said kneeling down next to Peter with a warm wash cloth he had gotten while he was in the bathroom. He started to gently clean up all that half dried jizz off Peters’ lovely chest.
"But you know I cannot afford to give up my lady friends I meet at the club?" Peter said.
"Hey no problem man. You got to do what you got to do and right now Tom and I have to split. We have had a long day and tomorrow is going to be another long one as well," Timmy said standing up. "What do you have planned?"
"Well since I do not go to church I work on Sundays so the guys that do can go with their families," Peter said half sitting up on his bed to watch us get dressed.
"That is nice of you Peter," I said.
"And they pay me time and a half on Sunday so that makes it good also," Peter said with a small laugh. It was always about money with him. Being a very poor student from a foreign country in America must be incredible expensive. He sat up all the way and then stood up towering up and over Timmy and I who were not short by any means. He leaned down and we kissed and I tasted those puffy kissable lips of his and let my tongue explore his mouth. After our kiss he walked us to the door of his little apartment and we said goodbye and walked down the stairs and outside.
It was still pretty humid out but the sky was full of stars as we walked down the driveway to our car. We got in and buckled up and I turned to look at Timmy. He was smiling and I said to him, So what did you think of Peter man. He was hot wasn’t he?"
"Shit yeah he was hot. I loved it when we went inside and he was asleep on his bed. Damn he looked so freaking peaceful laying there with that huge bulge in his briefs Tom. I was like instantly hard just imagining what he was going to look like when we stripped his underwear off and lord he didn’t disappoint me."
"He was so freaking hot man and shit he was hung just like one of those hot Bel-ami studs. I don’t know what it is about uncut cocks but they are so exciting to me especially when you peel back that layer of skin and the knob is all shiny and like purple you know." I said getting hot all over again as I thought about Peter’s hard cock.
"Yeah its like the head is calling and begging to be sucked and tongued isn’t it?" Timmy said. "So are you getting hot again?"
"Shit yeah. My dick is so freaking hard man. As much as I love your beautiful tool how about we play around with our little toy and you shove Lucas Ridgeston’s rubber cock up my asshole." I said squirming in my seat as I imagine that huge hard cock up my butt.
"Sounds like a plan my man," Timmy said as he pulled into our driveway and we jumped out and grabbed each other pressing our hard bodies tight against each other. I could feel Timmy’s heat and he could feel mine as we held each other tightly and pressed our lips to each others. "Holy shit man I am like dripping. I can feel the precum just oozing out of my cock man."
"Yeah mine too! My shorts are going to be soaked if we don’t get upstairs pretty soon." I laughed in reply as we ran inside and up the back stairs. Up to our door which we definitely latched behind us and then on upstairs to our room. We both detoured to the bathroom where we quickly took a leak and then headed quickly to our bed room where our clothes hit the floor and we hurried around with half hard dripping cocks getting the room ready and the mood set. Timmy put some Beth Orton on the CD changer and lit some candles as I lit the incense. Timmy went over to the closet and standing on his tip toes reached up to the top shelf to retrieve our big toy. I loved looking at his butt cheeks and calf muscles as he stretched to find it.
"Damn this thing is huge. Can you imagine what it must be like to carry a cock like this around all the time," He said laughing as he held the plastic
dildo in front of his crotch swinging it back and forth.
"I like what I have man. That one is impressive and nice but I think ours are just the right size," I said walking over to run my hands along the surface feeling the replica of Lucas’s huge cock. It was so realistic with veins and everything and ours had a handle with a suction cup on it at the bottom where the one we got for Big John had a place to insert your cock inside when you strapped it on.
"Where is that tube of lube Tom. This thing will need some and I don’t want to hurt you or tear your hole apart," Timmy said.
I found the tube of lube on my dresser and we both walked over to the bed where we lay down and began to kiss and stroke each other to get us excited again. "I love you so much Tom," Timmy said kissing my cheeks and face as our cocks grew hard again. "You want it from the front or the rear?"
"The front man," I said spreading my legs and lifting them in the air. Timmy got up on his knees and started to milk his cock. He took the slippery precum that gushed out of his piss slit and started to rub it all over the hard surface of the
dildo He then milked my cock as well and took it and spread it around my waiting hole rubbing it in with his fingers. He took the tube of lube and squeezed some on his fingertips and applied it around my hole and then put the tube to the side.
I watched him between my raised legs which I was holding as far back and apart for him as possible as he positioned the
dildo outside my butt hole. "Make sure you tell me if this thing is to big for you Tom. I know I can take it but damn this is freaking big man and the last thing I want to do is to hurt you."
"I will man. Go ahead and push it in slowly. I want to feel it man," I said trying to relax my sphincter muscles as I felt the tip of that cock start to push its way inside slipping past those moist lubricated ass lips of mine. "HOLY SHIT!" I yelled as I felt the cock stretch my opening as wide as it had ever been stretched before. But it felt good and I wanted more as I could feel each bump and each vein slid inside until I had taken the entire thing completely inside. I was trying to imagine Lucas Ridgestone between my legs pushing his real live cock up my butt hole instead of a plastic replica. The
dildo was pushing up hard against my prostate and I was seeing stars and little explosions of light were going off in my brain as my body felt the electric shocks of sensual delight caused by this huge cock stuck up my ass.
"Damn Tom you took the whole thing. I wish you could see how much your hole is stretched out man. Are you sure this doesn’t hurt man?" Timmy said with a worried look on his face.
"No man. I mean it is stretching me and I can feel it but it feels incredible. Oh lord man I have never had anything this big up my ass before. I hope it doesn’t ruin me for your cock. OH shit yeah now slowly slide it in and out. Go as far out as you can and then push it back in OK?" I said.
I looked at my cock and the pressure of the
dildo up my ass had made me go soft or at least only partially hard and but I saw that Timmy was still hard from watching me. He was getting off on this. He then started to slowly fuck me with the
dildo Slowly and deliberately in and out and in and out. I was moaning and bucking on the bed and pulling my legs all the way down so they were touching the mattress behind my head and my ass was sticking up in the air.
"Oh fuck me man. Yes fuck me Timmy," I said as he did just that with this fake hard plastic dick shoving in and out of my asshole. My body was rocking back and forth on the bed in time to his thrusting. "OHHHH Timmy I want your dick inside me man." I begged at last and Timmy withdrew Lucas’s cock as quickly as he could and then jumped in between my legs and I felt him shove his hard shaft inside where that huge
dildo used to be. I let my sphincter muscles close around his shaft and it felt good to know that I was providing pleasure to Timmy while he was pleasuring me.
"Ohh Tom. Oh Tom you feel so good man. Your ass is so tight man. Oh shit here it comes. Ahhhh fuck me man this is so sweet," Timmy said as he slammed hard against my butt and I felt all warm inside as he shot his load off. I took his jizz deep inside me and reveled in all the wonderfully intense feelings that making love produced in my body as my lover took his joy and pleasure in fucking me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and squeezed him tight to my body not wanting him to pull out. I wanted him to stay inside me forever. Forever and a day if possible. He leaned down and we kissed and kissed and kissed some more until I felt his cock contract and deflate and fall out of my hole of its own accord.
"Oh shit man sex is so fucking wonderful isn’t it? Especially with the one you love the most in the world," I sighed. "Oh shit man I just love to feel you inside of me."
"Let me clean up and I’ll be right back Tom and you can put this thing up my butt and see how I can handle it." Timmy said picking up the
dildo and waving it around suggestively.
I just lay there luxuriating in the feelings of love and contentment that were coursing through my body. I was drifting on a cloud of love as I heard Timmy come back in the room with the cleaned up
dildo in his hand. He knelt on the bed beside me and opened his mouth and leaned back his head and tried to swallow the plastic cock like a sword swallower in the circus. He tilted his head back and he was able to get about half of that huge freaking thing down his throat before he started to gag and had to withdraw it.
"Damn that thing is huge. How the hell can anyone take it? Shit do you think they fake those movies man?" Timmy said looking at the cock in his hand.
"I don’t know man. I guess it just takes lots of practice and they find the right guy to do it to be his partner. Here give me that thing. How do you want it?" I asked getting up and taking the
dildo from Timmy.
He lay his head down on the pillow and stuck his ass up in the air and turned his head sideways to look at me. "Give it to me like this man." he said grinning.
I scooted down on the bed and spread his ass cheeks apart and looked at his hole which he was opening and closing for me. "Hey Tom. How are you doing?" I heard his voice squeak like it was his butt hole talking. I started to laugh it was so funny.
"Oh man that is a riot. We have to do this for the web site Timmy. People are going to die laughing. Shit man I wish you could see it." I said laughing and giggling at the sight of a talking asshole.
I reached into my crotch and squeezed my penis to milk some of my Grade A precum which I spread on the tip of the
dildo I then put it up against the hole and heard Timmy say, "Oh yes give it to me big boy. I want what you got. Give it to me hard," I pushed it on in still laughing.
"Take that Timmy Hamilton," as I shoved it in all the way to the hilt holding onto the handle so I wouldn’t lose it inside. I then began to fuck him with the plastic
dildo and he used his sphincter muscles to hold tight as I shoved it in and out of his asshole.
"Oh hell yeah Tom that is what I am talking about. Lord God Almighty that thing is huge. Fuck me man," Timmy called out lifting his head off the pillow to talk to me. I continued to fuck him with one hand and stroke myself with my other hand waiting for the right moment to shift the fake cock with a real one. When the time was right and I was feeling good I pulled it out and placed it on the bed and then shoved myself inside him as he closed those sphincter muscles tight around my shaft making me cry out as I lost my load immediately inside him. Shit I couldn’t hold it as I felt my orgasm take over and I shot 3 loads of cum inside my lover.
When my body shuddered with the last shot of cum I withdrew myself and he lay down on the bed looking up at me with a smile on his face. "Sorry I shot so fast man. I just couldn’t hold it and when you clamped down on my cock I was gone man. Over the edge. But it felt so sweet man. So fucking sweet." I told him.
"Hey man it’s all good isn’t it? Each time we do it we do it different so it’s all good as far as I am concerned. I love it anyway we do it and never want to stop." Timmy said contentedly.
"Now it’s my turn to clean up. I’ll be back in a second," I said jumping off the bed and grabbing the hard plastic cock and taking it to the bathroom to wash it off in the sink. I took a wash cloth and washed my cock off and then came back in the bedroom. I set the
dildo on the dresser to dry over night and blew out the candles and jumped into bed snuggling with my lover. We kissed and held each other and just gazed into our eyes stroking our backs and just reveling in the dept of our love for each other.
"We are so blessed aren’t we Tom," Timmy said.
"Yeah that is the truth. In so many ways," I said.
"Thanks so much for being my lover and showing me how great it is to love a man. I just can’t believe I waited so long to find out and I feel sorry for guys who never try it. They don’t know what they are missing," Timmy said as he kissed each of my eyes and then my cheeks and then my lips.
I felt myself slipping into dreamland and floating away from this world to join the world of dreams and float along until morning. The last thing I remember was looking deep into Timmy’s eyes and feeling like I could sink inside them forever and never touch bottom.
