Charles and Camm had a quiet walk to Charles’ bedroom. It was like an unsaid agreement that they would just head upstairs and have their conversation once they got to the bedroom. Upon entering the room, the lads placed their clothes on the floor and then folded them into a neat pile. After that was finished. Charles suggested they hit the bathroom before settling down for the night.
As Charles and, his friend, Camm entered the boys’ bathroom, they found Robert and Eric had stopped there first, before going to Robert’s bedroom. The two twelve-year-olds had to wait until the two thirteen-year-olds were finished with the urinals, but they didn’t have to wait long. They then made their offering to the porcelain ‘pee’ god, washed their hands, up to their elbows, and retired to Charles’ bedroom.
“Charles, why did we wash our hands up to our elbows?” seriously asked Camm.
Charles laughed, before he answered. “You see … Mr. Ken has told Robert to do that every time they get ready to go out. It’s like a silly way that Mr. Ken uses to make sure their hands, at least, get washed up. Robert told me that Mr. Ken has told all the boys, Collin, Ryan and Eric included the same thing. It is funny when you hear it said and you know Mr. Ken means business.”
“Yeah, I can see it being a silly adult thing, to do, and you know what? I think it works because it is silly and us kids would do it for that reason,” sounded out Camm, who then laughed at what he just said.
Chief had been following the lads everywhere she could that day. She was left at home when the group went to see Mr. Gray, and she was left watching from the dock when everyone was out on the PWCs and the towing tube. But, she was now pleased she would get to spend the night with her newest ‘master’, Charles.
Ever since Collin, Chief understood the lads had to have their own friends around, so she didn’t feel any jealously. She knew the boys loved her as much as they did their friends, and she knew she only had to wait until the friends weren’t around that they would give her the attention she so loved.
Chief watched as Charles and Camm lay down on their beds and got settled. Charles asked Chief to turn the lights off and just that quick the lights were off. Chief then went to the foot of Charles’s bed and laid down herself.
As the lads lay in their beds, Camm was wondering about what they did the other night and was anxious about asking Charles about it. He knew what they did was something he had wanted to do for a long time, but no one ever asked him over to their homes, so he could even have that chance. Charles gave him that chance and the instant playback in his mind made for a few wonderful jack-off sessions and he hoped he and Charles could do some more. So, he decided to start a conversation.
“Charles,” was said by Camm, and, at the same time, Charles said, “Camm.’
The boys laughed at their simultaneous start, but Camm told Charles to go first since it was his home.
“Yeah, my home. Did you know that Mr. Ken … he told me that I could call The Cove my home … for as long as I want to live here? That made me feel so good inside I almost cried.” And, as Charles said that, a few tears did form in his eyes.
“No … I didn’t know that, Charles. That sounds awesome, for you, that he wants you to stay here,” replied Camm.
“Yes, it suuurre is,” smiled Charles, in the darkened room. “When I was brought here last Wednesday, Mr. Ken and I talked, and he asked me to give him two weeks before I decided to either stay here, or I asked Ms. Turner, the chief foster kid assigner, to find me another foster home. And, you know what? After everything that happened with Smokey and then when it got settled, when he got killed that is, I knew I wanted to stay here as long as I could.”
“That Smokey guy, Charles … are you … were you the kid they … they tried to kidnap?” slowly asked Camm.
That question made Charles sit up on the edge of his bed and wonder how much he should tell his new friend. Camm had heard his friend move and, since they’d been in the darkened room long enough for their eyes to dark adapt, he could see his friends outline as he sat up on the edge of his bed. Camm then sat up on the edge of his bed.
“Charles,” began Camm, “ahh … did I say something wro wrong?” asked Camm.
Charles just sat there still not knowing what to say to his friend.
“Charles … are you okay over there? … Charles?” lightly asked Camm.
Since he didn’t get a response, from his new friend, he got up and went over and sat next to Charles on the lad’s bed. He put his arm around the boy’s shoulder and as he did that Charles leaned into him and began to cry.
With all the experience she had with Collin, and some with Robert, Chief knew that when there were tears someone was hurting. She got up and opened the door and went next door to Robert’s bedroom. She opened that door and barked. That immediately got Robert and Eric’s attention and they both jumped naked out of Robert’s bed and quickly put their boxers on and followed the dog back to Charles’s room.
“Charles,” said Robert, as he went to his ‘brother, “what’s wrong?” Then, looking at Camm he loudly said, “Tell me what happened!”
Camm sat there thinking Robert was blaming him for whatever was happening to Charles, so he got very defensive. “I DON’T KNOW!” yelled Camm. “I didn’t do anything to him! We were talking … and then … then all of a sudden he … he sat up on his bed. I went over to him and when I placed my arm over his shoulder he leaned on me and began to cry. Chief then went out to get you. … That’s all I know!”
“What were you talking about, Camm?” directly asked Robert.
Again, with the way Robert was acting, Camm, felt like he was being accused of something so he got defensive and replied, “We actually had just STARTED talking. He … he told me about his first meeting … with Mr. Ken and that he asked him to give him two weeks to either like it here or ask to be moved. Charles said he knew right after that Smokey guy got killed that he wanted to stay here. Then, I asked him if he … if he was the boy who they tried to kidnap. That’s when he sat up and I went to him.”
Robert had placed his arm around his new ‘brother’, when he sat down next to the boy after he came in, and had tried to calm him down by rubbing his back. As he talked to Camm, Charles did stop crying and then leaned into Robert. It was after Camm stopped talking to Robert about what happened that Charles began to speak.
“Is this something I’m always going to have to deal with, Robert?” said a somewhat dazed Charles. “Are people always going to ask me about Smokey, and if I was the kid Smokey tried to kidnap? Are they?”
Robert continued to rub Charles’ back then turned him to face him and then replied, “Charles … my ‘brother’ … I don’t think people are always going to ask you those questions. But … if what Camm tells me what you two were talking about is true then … I think you are going to have to be careful what you say to people.”
Charles heard what Robert said, but he wasn’t sure about what he heard so he asked Robert to explain it to him again. This time all Robert told his new ‘brother’ was that he had to be careful about what he said about Smokey and what happened at the Carnival and about the kidnapping. The thirteen year old told Charles that if he gave people an opening to ask about them then he would be caught in the middle, and would feel as if he was being pressured to answer them.
Charles sat there for a few moments, then turned to look to Camm, and said, “I’m sorry I … I acted that way. When you asked me … if I was the one who they tried to kidnap I … I didn’t know what to say. You were the first one to ever ask me about it and … and I …”
Camm quickly said, “Charles … I didn’t know, I was just … I was just curious. You know … they never did say who the boy was that the man, Smokey, tried to kidnap. When you mentioned his name, I just … I just wanted to know. I should be the one … who should apologize to you, Charles … not you apologizing to me.”
What none of the four lads knew was that Chief had gone downstairs and got Mr. Ken to follow her up to the boy’s bedrooms. Mr. Ken was standing out in the hall and was listening to what the lads had to say to one another. He knew that the lads would tend to talk closer to the truth if an adult wasn’t listening, so he didn’t want to make his presence known.
When he felt the lads were done bouncing the issue around, Mr. Ken knocked on the bedroom door and walked in. Charles saw him and jumped into the man’s arms.
“I messed up Mr. Ken … I messed up with Camm. I didn’t mean to but I … I did. Please don’t send me away,” cried Charles, as he continued to hug the man.
‘Dad’ Ken just hugged the twelve year old back and then said, “Charles … from what I heard … you didn’t mess up. How could you when you didn’t even know what to look out for from people’s questions and then … how to answer those types of questions about Smokey and the attempted kidnapping. I had hoped by keeping you busy … surrounded by the people you knew that this wouldn’t happen, but … it was I who messed up. I was so happy you had made a friend in Camm that I didn’t take into account that he wasn’t privy to the information all the other lads knew. … I’m sorry Charles.”
Charles looked up into the man’s face and said, “Thank you ‘dad’, but I’d say we’re all at fault here. Well, maybe not Camm so much. You did warn me that people may ask me about the kidnapping and if I somehow knew Smokey, but I never thought it through. Yes, maybe we should have sat down and talked about it but … we were all having so much fun that I would have asked to talk later. Maybe … you and I need to have that talk that we sort of keep putting off? And, as for Robert and Eric, they aren’t at fault here, either. Robert explained it to me real good and now I think I know what he means and what I have to do. I bet when we sit down I’ll even have a much better idea how to handle it. What do you think ‘dad’?”
“Wow, I’d say you do have a good handle on it, and yes … I do agree we need to have that talk, and soon, ‘son’,” now smiled Mr. Ken. “What say we all go back to bed, and try to get as good a night’s sleep as we can? I know what happened here tonight may play on your minds some, but give it a go anyway. Camm … you got a firsthand look at what a big family goes through. I know you didn’t know that asking Charles about Smokey and the kidnapping would cause this to happen. But, now that you know something, I must ask you to keep it to yourself.
“Robert knows which other lads do know, and if you need, or even want, to be brought up to speed you can ask Robert, or Eric even. Camm, you are NOT at fault here. I am not going to keep you away from Charles, and The Cove, unless you and Charles have a falling out or you reveal, to others, what you know, or think you know. Can I trust you to not speak to anyone about this, Camm? It will be very important to your friend, Charles, here.”
Camm looked at Mr. Ken and then at his friend Charles and then back to Mr. Ken. He thought about what he wanted to say and then he said it.
“Mr. Ken …I always wanted to know what happened here the night of the 4th of July Carnival. There was never any information released about what happened here and as time went on I didn’t even think about it, anymore. But, tonight, as Charles and I talked … it was when he mentioned Smokey’s name that I … well, that I wondered if he was the boy who Smokey tried to kidnap. I know that’s not what you asked me but I … I wanted to tell you how this all came about. I also want you to know … that I WILL keep Charles’s secret and promise not to talk to anyone about it, ever. I like Charles, like a Best Friend, and Best Friends protect one another. You can trust me, Mr. Ken.”
“Thank you, Camm, not only for me, but … but for Charles, too. … Okay, guys, how about we all get back to bed?” finished Mr. Ken.
Robert, Eric and Charles all hugged Mr. Ken before he left the bedroom. Robert then hugged Charles before he and Eric went back to their bedroom. Camm walked over to Charles and looked into his face, and then hugged him, too. Charles embraced the hug and hugged Camm back equally as hard. Then, the two lads went to the bathroom to get rid of any excess fluid. As they left, Robert and Eric passed them in the hall.
Charles and Camm went to their beds. But Chief wasn’t there to ask to turn the lights off, so Charles got up and turned the lights out himself. He also made sure the door was completely closed but no sooner had he done that, that Chief entered the room. Charles scratched her behind her ears and then thanked her for getting ‘dad’. As Chief went to the foot of Charles’s bed, the lad made sure, again, that the door was closed.
“Charles … why did you make sure the door was closed after Chief came in,” asked Camm.
Charles then explained the Three Knock Rule and that Chief knew how to open doors but didn’t always close them fully. He warned Camm that if he didn’t want to be caught the way Robert and Eric were caught, with their boners showing and asleep, then he better make sure the doors are closed, too.
Camm then asked Charles if that meant he wanted to do what they did together the other day. Charles said yes and then asked Camm why he was still on the other side of the room. Camm jumped out of his bed and flew to Charles bed and the two lay beside one another.
The boys no sooner had hugged one another than their boners were raging inside their underwear. They each used a free hand and lightly stroked the other’s hardened phallus through their underwear but before long they worked their hand inside the offending material. It didn’t take long, after that, for them to slide the material off their bodies.
“Charles … what we did the other time was awesome,” exclaimed Camm. “I had always wanted to do something like that and now, that I have, I want to do it as much as I can.”
“Camm that was the first time I ever did that with someone my age. And before you ask, yes, I’ve done stuff like that with older people. Please don’t ask me about that. One day I’ll probably tell you the whole story but for now … let’s just enjoy what we can together. And, maybe, just maybe, I’ll show you something that you may never have thought of. Okay?” revealed Charles.
“Yes, I understand, Charles. I promise won’t ask you any questions, and I hope you’ll show me something new tonight,” replied Camm.
That said between the two lads, they began to slide their prongs against each other’s skin. This time, Camm took some initiative and let his lips touch Charles’. He didn’t kiss the boy but just wanted to know what it felt like. The next time their lips touched, Charles was the initiator and that time they did kiss. Then they kissed again, and again, and again.
The last time they kissed, Charles told Camm to stay where he was because he was going to do something different to him. With Camm’s okay, Charles then let his tongue lick down the lad’s throat and then to his nipples. Camm’s nipples responded and immediately came hard. Charles licked them and played with them with his tongue for a few moments. He then proceeded further south.
Charles stopped at Camm’s belly button and licked around the ‘innie’ and he could hear Camm laugh as it tickled him. Charles didn’t remain there long as he could feel the item of his search rubbing along his arm and that was definitely it. Charles next stop was his main prize.
As soon as Charles kissed the tip of Camm’s boy toy, the lad pulled in a big breath. He wasn’t expecting that but had been hopeful that was where Charles was headed. He absolutely loved the sensation he got from that little kiss. Now, he anticipated his entire rocket being engulfed by Charles mouth. He didn’t have to wait long for that to occur.
Charles had found his prize and he anxiously wanted to engulf the hardened spike and taking a big breath and wetting is lips he slid his mouth over the thin and soft but hard skin trophy. He let boy spike pulse inside his mouth, as he savored it for a few seconds, before he began the ritual bouncing up and down the hardened pole. Charles also let his tongue lap around the shaft as he went up and down. He could hear Camm’s increased breathing and he knew the boy wouldn’t hold out much longer.
It was when Camm placed his hands on Charles’s head, and began to help him slide his head up and down, that Charles knew his friend was about to blow. Charles had sucked enough dicks and swallowed enough cum that he was prepared for Camm’s offering. Five slurps later, Camm’s one-eyed-snake spewed his venom and Charles drank it all down. He loved it as the taste was pure and clean as compared to the adult salty spew he was forced to take down his throat.
When Camm’s dick became too sensitive to remain in Charles’s mouth, he pulled it out and then pulled Charles up to him so he could kiss the lad who had given him his first blow job. What Camm didn’t count on was as he kissed Charles, he also got a taste of his own joy juice. What Charles wasn’t prepared to hear was Camm telling him that it tasted pretty good.
“Charles, that was fantastic. I always wondered what having your dick sucked felt like and now I know. I never expected it … but as you worked your way down … I was hopeful that was what you were going to do. Thank you!” finished Camm, and then he kissed Charles again.
“I’m so glad you loved it,” said Charles, who then kissed Camm. “I’ve done that before … but never with someone like you and with a dick that was so soft but yet hard and tasty. Your cum … it tasted so clean … and it didn’t have any added flavors to it like older guys have. … You said something about your sperm. What did you mean?”
“I … ahh … I often taste my juice when I work it out by hand,” laughed Camm. “I knew what it tasted like so when you kissed me I wasn’t surprised you still had some on and in your mouth. … Will you let me try to do the same thing to you? You know I’ve never sucked a dick before so … well, I may not do it right but … I want to try it. I would see pictures on the internet with two guys sucking each other’s hard dicks. Sometimes, I’d look at the pictures and beat off thinking about getting it done to me and me doing it to someone else. … So … will you let me, you know, suck … your dick?”
“Are you sure that is what you want to do? I really am … ahh … horny right now and I MUST warn you … I may try to blow your head off when I shoot my load,” warned Charles.
“Yes, I want to do this and I want you to tell me if I do something wrong, or if there is a better way. You will do that for me won’t you Charles?” a serious Camm replied.
Charles said he would give him helpful hints as his friend attempted his first blow job. Then he told Camm to use his hand to harden up his dick and then kiss it first. As Camm followed directions, Camm moved on to actually putting his friend’s dick inside his mouth and closed it around the hardened spike. He let his mouth engulf the dick as Charles had done and then he let his tongue wipe around the entire shaft.
When Camm began to slide his mouth up and down the hardened phallus, he felt the softness of the skin and the hard ‘bone’ of the dick. He could taste something, at first, and couldn’t decide what it was until it dawned on him that it had to be the stuff that leaked out their dicks as they had sex the other day. He inwardly smiled to himself and continued to apply suction and his tongue to Charles’ pocket rocket. His jaw was beginning to get sore when Charles waned him he was about to spew.
Hearing Charles had almost reached his peak gave Camm extra incentive to take this straight to the end. He felt Charles put his hands on his head and begin to thrust his dick further in and out of his mouth. Charles went into overload and then it happened. Charles unintentionally forced his dick, as far as he could, down Camm’s throat as he shot volley after volley of his elixir of baby making juice. Camm took it all and as he did his own dick shot out a second volley of spermies into Charles’s bed.
Just as with Camm, Charles felt his dick get too sensitive and he pulled it out of Camm’s mouth. He pulled Camm up to face him and then he kissed the lad. As the two kissed Charles got to taste his own sperm and he liked it so he licked the rest from Camm’s face.
“How’d I do, for my first time?” asked Camm.
“That was very good, my friend. But, well … we may have to do some additional training in the near future to allow you to hone your skills,” teased Charles.
“Thank you. I will be your willing student as long as we share and share alike,” teased back Camm. “Oh, and by the way, as you were shooting into and down my throat, I … I shot another load on your bed. I hope you won’t get into any trouble,” asked Camm.
Charles laughed and told Camm that he has to strip his bed on the day the housekeepers clean the upstairs. That it was done so the ladies don’t have to see nor deal with those kind of sheets. Camm said he was glad. Then, Camm said he needed to pee and would be right back. Charles followed him to the side-by-side urinals but there they found Robert and Eric using them.
“I hope everything came out okay,” teased Robert, with Eric laughing along.
“Yes, as good as I bet yours did,” came back Charles.
The four boys finally made it to sleep at around 1 AM. Charles and Camm did sleep together in the same bed just as Robert and Eric were doing. But, before they got into their beds, they made sure their door was tightly closed.
The lads slept well that night considering. Charles and Camm woke up about 7:30 and quickly used the porcelain offering urn. They laughed at one another’s hard boner as they pointed them into the urn to relieve the pressure on their bladders. Once finished, they quickly went back to the bedroom, where the two jumped back into bed and got under the covers.
Neither lad had any intention of going back sleep. As they pulled the covers up and around them they hugged each other tight. As they did, their boy toys began to fill with blood and became as hard as they were a few minutes ago in the bathroom.
“Charles,” began Camm, “could we do what we did last night? You know, when we sucked each other’s dick.”
“Sure, it felt really awesome didn’t it,” replied Charles,
“Yes, as I told you last night I had always wondered what it felt like and now, that I know, I love it!” squealed Camm. “Can I do you first this time?”
All Charles did was kiss Camm on his mouth and the twelve year old knew he could do what he wanted. Camm finished the kiss and began his slide under the covers to find his prize. First his arm and then his hand found the hardened shaft and soon his lips were surrounding the soft sex pole.
Camm remembered what he and Charles did last night, but he wanted to try something different. Instead of going directly to sliding his lips and mouth up and down the skin flute, he took his mouth off the engorged flesh and began to lick it. He licked up and down the shaft and when he got to the top he’d engulf it, swallowed it full, and then went back to licking all around it, again.
Camm totally enjoyed what he was doing. For as often he’d seen pictures of the men, on the internet, sucking and licking their partner’s sausage, he so wanted to do it, also. He felt that what he was now doing was like reliving those images, but only in real life. As Camm licked around Charles’s shaft, his chin would hit the boy’s family jewels. Doing so, made Camm wonder if licking the pocket rocket felt so good, what would it be like licking and sucking his friends balls. So, he did.
When Camm took Charles’s balls into his mouth, he heard Charles gasp some so his wet mouth began to slurp and tickle those little orbs. Being under the covers still, Charles’s sperm makers were very much extended and that allowed Camm to completely take both oval peanuts into his warm, very wet and soft mouth.
Charles knew what Camm had done. He didn’t know how he knew, but he just knew. The thought of them totally inside his friend’s mouth made him inhale and hold it as Camm’s tongue licked all over them. It was when Camm allowed the sperm makers to slide from his mouth that Charles asked, no begged, Camm to suck his dick and make him cum.
Camm was all for that and he took the entire bell ringer into his mouth and began in earnest to over prime the pump so it would blast it’s juices up and into his mouth. Camm absolutely went after his prize with abandon. Here he was, performing a task he never believed he’d ever have the opportunity to partake take in and this was the second time in less than twelve hours he was actually doing it.
Charles never had anyone suck his boy dick and balls the way Camm was now doing it. Even with Camm’s novice ability, taken into account, the lad was doing for Charles what he always wanted to happen, having sex with a boy his age.
The knowledge that a lad, his age, was sucking his shaft and was doing a great job of it made his spike stretch longer and harder than ever before. Charles could feel his ‘baby makers’ began to pull up and he knew he would not be long before he blasted the back of Camm’s throat
Camm was all-in for making his buddy Charles blast out his juices, so he doubled down and began sucking in earnest. Charles felt the increased suction and the intense sensations at the tip of his boy spear. He knew he couldn’t hold out much longer, but the feelings that were going through his brain right then were something he really didn’t want to end. He’d often jacked-off and tried to build up the pressure and sensations, but he’d never was able to do what Camm was doing to him just then, and he extremely loved it.
But all good things have got to come to an end and, for Charles, it did in spades. When his hardened lance blasted off he grabbed Camm’s head and pushed his dick as far into the lad’s mouth as he could. As he pulled on Camm’s skull, his engorged nail slid into Camm’s throat and blasted hot juice after hot juice down the twelve year olds esophagus and into the welcoming belly.
Camm knew when his nose was being forced into Charles’ pubic bone that he needed to take a big breathe and hold it. And, luckily he did because it was then he felt the first blast of hot custard hit his throat and be shot down into his belly. After the first there was a second that followed almost instantaneously and then a third, a fourth and then a weak fifth. That was when Charles let go of Camm’s head and allowed the boy to breathe.
Camm slowly pulled off the deflating pecker which brought his face and head up and out from underneath the covers and then took a breath of fresh cool air. Charles looked at his fast becoming Best Buddy and smiled at him while at the same time Camm smiled back at Charles. It was then that Charles pulled Camm onto his body and kissed him hard on the mouth. Camm returned the erotic kiss.
The two, soon to be 7th graders, glowed in the aftermath of what they had both done. Charles for his first ever over-the-top orgasm and Camm for the way he performed that gave Charles his extreme blow. They soon fell asleep from their exertion.
It was nine o’clock in the morning when the two new lovers began to stir. The two lads had slipped into a side-by-side embrace and as they woke they were able to lightly kiss one another lips. After the kiss, they talked a little about the night before but they agreed their extended bladders needed to find relief and now. That caused the two youngsters to jump out of bed with their swords leading the way to the bathroom and directly to the urinals to find their relief.
Robert and Eric were already in the showers when the two sex artists stopped to urgently pee. The two heard the showers running so after they shook off the last drops from their magic wands they went around the corner and decided to join them.
“So, did you two sleep okay after ‘dad’ went back downstairs?” asked Robert.
“Yeah, we did. It was a bit difficult, at first, but we managed,” smiled Charles. That said, both he and Camm laughed out loud.
Robert and Eric wondered what that was all about, but Robert figured his new ‘brother’ and his new best friend had sex before they finally got to sleep. He was happy for them.
As the four cleaned up, Camm’s prong went hard as a rock. He’d been hard in front of the others before so he wasn’t embarrassed over it, but he knew the reason for it. After he got Charles off, for the second time last night, he fell asleep before he got to blow his own load of nut fluid.
Eric saw how hard Camm’s trouser snake was standing, so he said, “Camm … damn, that thing is straining for some release. Why don’t you soap it all up and blast out what’s obviously backed up! Go ahead, we are all guys here and we all know how to take care of something like that.”
“Yeah, it’s not like Eric and I haven’t done that a time or two in here. We even helped one another, haven’t we Eric?” added Robert.
“Yo, you guys have … jacked one another in here?” asked a questioning Camm.
“Yep, what are friends for?” teased Eric. “We’ve already done the deed, if you want to know,” now laughed Eric, with Robert following along.
Charles’s and Camm’s eyes went wide open at hearing that the other two teens help each other out getting off, and they had just done it before they came into the bathroom. It was Camm’s pleading eyes that caught Charles attention causing him to go over to his best buddy. Slowly, lovingly, Charles reached out and took his buddy’s straining pool stick and began to stroke it.
As the two new buddies began the age-old and time proven way to choke-the-chicken, they totally forgot that Robert and Eric were still present. Charles stroked the ski pole with tender loving care. He made his hand not only stroked the spermies injector he made it twist back and forth to give added sensational input to make Camm’s stiff sausage shoot his white paste.
But as Charles manipulated Camm’s rigid fire pole his own tube steak came to life. Camm felt a bump at his hip and he instinctively reached down and put his hand all around the quickly expanding flag pole. The two then turned to face one another, while keeping their twin stroking up to speed.
Robert and Eric watched the two in earnest and found their own pricks coming to life. Even though they had just recently shot out a copious amount of baby gravy, they each reached for the others hardening organ and began to stroke it. The two then faced one another and did as their counterparts were currently doing.
Charles got into stroking Camm off. He knew what the lad had done for him last night and he wanted to return the favor. He saw how Camm would rise up on his toes and then sink back down only to rise once again. This told Charles his partner was getting close. While all this was going on, Charles felt his own non-dairy treat begin to rise in his own tool, and he wanted them to both shot their wads at the same time.
Robert and Eric’s own actions made them now forget that they too had company in the shower that morning as they began to bring their own significant other to a strong climax.
Charles was confident he would make Camm shoot his load, and soon. It was the way that Camm stayed on his toes longer and longer, each time, that told him to get ready. Even as he could feel his own boy pudding building up pressure, his focus was totally on Camm and his pleasure.
It wasn’t long after Charles focused his full attention on Camm that Camm’s gonads pulled up tight and his splurge began to rise up his fire pole and shoot out like a volcano. The feeling of Camm’s rocket pulsating in his hand made Charles’ own rocket begin to fire its own thrusters and try to blast out of the stroking hand.
Robert and Eric had the same reactions as they stroked faster and harder to prime each other’s fuel pumps. They didn’t disappoint one another as they each brought their best friend to an identifiable climax of extreme ecstasy.
Charles and Camm slowly came down from their sexual high and unconsciously hugged one another tighter and then they kissed.
Robert saw what his new ‘brother’ and his friend were doing so he nudged Eric who first smiled and then pulled his best friend into a hug and then offered a kiss that was not refused. As the two couples performed, out of the corners of their eyes, they saw what the other pair was doing.
The two couples came out of their affectionate embraces at the same time. It was then, they both looked over to one another and knowing what each duo had done, they smiled. Then laughter broke out amongst the four lads.
Knowing they spent way too much time getting cleaned up, they knew they needed to hurry up and get down for breakfast. Quickly they washed again, rinsed their offerings down the drain, and hurriedly got dressed. They met in the hallway and together they walked into the Kitchen Nook with their hair still wet.
Mr. Ken took notice of the way the lads came to breakfast and just shook his head and decided not to ask. Momma Maria came over to the boys and took their breakfast order and before long the five, along with Chief, were headed out to the front driveway to await Mr. Gray and the surprise Mr. Ken had promised the lad’s friends.