KEVIN’S SUMMER VACATION
By: Tickie
(Copyright 2006 by the author)
Editor: Radio Rancher
Re-write editor: Gerry Young

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Chapter 10
New Friend, New Vacation

We were heading back toward my cabin when Jerry asked, "Are we really going out on the lake today, Kevin?"

"Yeah, of course; unless you can think of something better to do!"

He just sat there, in a daze. I parked the truck; we both got out and gathered his things, and went to my cabin … now, OUR cabin.

“Where do you want me to put this stuff?” he asked.

“Just find an empty drawer.” He did, and neatly put his few things away.

All of a sudden, I realized something and then , with a huge grin, told him, “I should’ve carried you over the threshold like a newlywed.”

He laughed and said, "I still can't believe it; I'm really here to stay. Kevin … thank you for being so nice to me."

We just looked at each other for a little while, not saying anything, and then Jerry stood up and headed for the door.

"I think I'll take my keys back to the office and see Chris."

“OK; mind if I join you?”

“Me? Mind? Never!”

We left the cabin and walked up to the office. We entered and saw that Chris was working behind the counter.

"Hi, Chris,” Jerry said; “just wanted to return the keys for my cabin to ya."

”Oh, you don't have to turn them in right away, Jerry, or do you have all your things out already?"

"Yeah, got everything out a little while ago."

“Did you already move in with Kevin?”

"I sure did, and I'm gonna enjoy the rest of the summer, as a guest of this place."

"Well, I sure hope everything works out great for the two of you. Oh, yeah, … one other thing … let me get your pay you, Jerry. You did a great job for us."

Chris counted out some money, and then handed it to him.

"Thanks, Chris, for everything you did for me."

"Well, we'll see you around … Mister Logan," Kevin said to Jerry.

Then Jerry and I left the office.

When we got outside, I hugged him and said, “I didn't even know your last name until just now. That shows how much you mean to me!”

"Well, I don't know yours, either, and I can't tell you how much you mean to me," Jerry returned the sentiment.

“It’s Baron.”

“So, it’s … Kevin Baron?”

“Yep, that's little OLE me; so … NOW … whadaya you want to do today?” I answered.

“Can we just go f… … uhhh … make love?” he stammered, almost using the ‘f’ word.

Teasingly, I glared at him for a few seconds, and then, after a few chuckles, sadly, I pleaded, “Oh, gee, I'm so sorry, but I think we need to take a break, for a little while. Do you mind? My dick was kind of sore earlier, from all the attention it's been getting lately.”  By then, an evil grin had crept across my face.

“I don’t mind, I’m feeling quite rough around the edges, too,” Jerry retorted seriously, laughing.

With arms around each other’s shoulders, we went down to the docks. Seeing Rich standing by the boathouse, we walked up to him. Jerry spoke first.

“Hi, buddy; we need a boat with a motor for the rest of the day."

Rich said, "OK; I hear you’re a guest around here, now; I hope you enjoy your day on the lake." He proceeded to get life jackets, oars, and an extra can of gas out. We all walked to the boat. Jerry and I got in and Rich pushed us off.

I said, "Jerry, you take the handle on this damn thing; you know the lake better than I do."

“OK; we’ll just motor around the lake and I'll show you the best sights.”

We screwed around on the lake for three or four hours, then Jerry headed for the North Cove, saying, "Kevin, let's go to a more private part of the lake, OK?"

"Sure; Chad and I were up there that day I went fishing."

"Fishing for what … a seven-inch-er?" he asked, laughing.

I told him it started out being a fishing trip, until Chad turned it into something else. As we entered the cove, we both saw Chad's boat, but we couldn’t see anyone around.

Jerry said, "He’s probability fucking someone, somewhere."

“Do you know who?”

"I think Bill went with him this morning, but I don't know if Bill’s gay or not?”

He shut off the motor and silently rowed the boat toward Chad's. As we approached, I saw a naked butt bouncing up and down. Whispering, I told Jerry, “Reach out and grab that rope.” I pointed to the one hanging off the bow of Chad's boat; he grabbed it, then I rowed very quietly toward the beach. Again, I whispered to Jerry, "Just keep quiet, and we’ll see what happens, OK?"

Jerry nodded his head, up and down, grinning mischievously. The two guys in the other boat were so involved with each other, they didn't even know we were pulling them.

Jerry was watching them as I rowed. I noticed his crotch; he had one hell of a hardon, and I wasn't any different; my python wanted out of my trunks really bad!

We got to the beach in just a few minutes and got out of the boat. I slipped on some moss and made a hell of a noise as I fell. Chad jumped up and looked right at me.

He said, "You fuckers! What the fuck are you doing?"

About this time, the other guy got up and looked at Jerry.

Jerry grinned. "Hi, Bill; what's up?"

Bill could see Jerry had a hardon by the way it pointed straight up, and the tip of Jerry's dick was sticking out above the waistband of this swimsuit.

Bill replied, "Looks like that thing between your legs should be telling you what’s up!"

Well, Bill's wasn't exactly soft, either. His tool was pointing at the sun, and about seven inches from where it connected to his crotch.

Chad said, "Fuck all this bullshit; let’s have some real fun, now that we have a foursome." He reached under the seat and grabbed that same ol' blanket, jumped out of their motorboat, and spread it out on the beach.

Jerry teased, "I suppose you think we’ll all fit on that postage stamp?"

Chad replied, "Don't take much room if we do it right, ya know? Bill, you get on your back.” Then he asked us, “Are you guys gonna join us?”

“Hell, yeah!” we both said in unison.

“You need to shed them clothes then!”

Shit! In anticipation of what was gonna happen, neither one of us had thought about it. So Jerry and I started yanking our clothes off. He pulled his trunks down so fast that his manhood pointed at the ground until his trunks released it; then it popped out slapping his stomach with a pop. By then, I was naked and ready for action.

Chad said, "OK, Jerry; you lay down beside Bill facing the other way.” So Jerry got down beside Bill with his head close to Bill's waist, and his own waist close to Bill's head.

"Kevin, which one do you want to suck? I'll take the other one!"

I told Chad, “I'll take Jerry. ‘Cause from now on, as far as I’m concerned, the only person that I’m going to fuck is going to be Jerry. I’m hoping he feels the same way, but this is the first time we’ve had any reason to think about how we’re going to play the sex games with other people. Is that ok with you, Jerry?”

Jerry seemed to think about it for just a second, before he answered; "Kevin and I are a couple now, so I think we should just enjoy each other in that way.  But we’re game for anything else.

So I got down on my hands and knees straddling Bill's head and took Jerry's manmeat, and put it in my mouth. Bill reached up grabbing my manhood and started jacking me off. Then Chad got down, straddled Jerry’s head, took Bill’s manhood, and started sucking it. Jerry reached up and grabbed Chad’s manhood and started jacking him.

There we all were, having a great time; I was hoping Jerry was enjoying himself. I sure was, and by the looks of things, so were Bill and Chad. We all kept it up for awhile and all of a sudden, Jerry exploded; shot after shot of cum sprayed into my mouth until it dripped out the sides and onto his balls.

Shit! I couldn't hold out any longer, either, and shot my load all over Bill. He jerked and I knew he was blowing his cum into Chad's mouth. I looked over and Chad's stomach muscles looked like they were ready to pop. He started jerking, and Jerry slowed his jacking of Chad till he was completely drained. I knew Chad had shot his load, and Jerry enjoyed it.

We all just kind of fell apart, but were still lying there together. An outsider would think we were a pile of worms, arms, legs and penises all tangled together.

After a few minutes of just relaxing and idly rubbing someone else’s chest, arms, or legs, I leaned over to Bill and started licking up my spilt cum on him;  then, everybody joined in and once we were all cleaned up, we started breaking apart. I was first and then Chad.

We all got dressed and headed for our boats. Chad yelled over at us; "Great time, guys; maybe again, sometime?"

Jerry yelled back, "Sure; anytime!"

We headed back to the dock while Bill and Chad stayed in the cove. As we got closer to the dock, Jerry said, "That was a lot of fun, wasn't it, Kevin?"

“Yeah … but, Jer …  I'm starting to get jealous when other guys mess around with your equipment."

"I don't know what you mean, babe, but I guess I was sorta feeling like I wanted to get Bill out of the way, too. Is that what you mean by ‘jealous’?"

“You got it, buddy.” I smiled at him.

We docked the boat and as Rich came over to get the gear, he said, "Today was on the house, by order of Chris."

“Thank him for us; will ya, please?”

He nodded. “Sure.”

Then we headed for the cabin. I opened the door and we both started to go in.

“WAIT!” I suddenly yelled at him.

He jumped as if I’d shot him.  His head jerked toward me, and his eyes were as big as saucers.  “What?  What’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong,” I slowly answered, grinning like a Cheshire Cat.  Then I leaned toward him, picked him up in my arms, and carried the surprised, somewhat embarrassed young man, across the threshold.  “Welcome Home, Jerry … my forever lover!”

After I let his feet touch the floor, we giggled and laughed and hugged and kissed and groped and kissed some more as we began stripping the clothes from each other.  There we stood, totally naked, with rampant erections, when we heard someone yell …

“YA GOT A ROOM … NOW CLOSE THE DOOR, YOU TWO!”

All the guys AND Susan were standing not thirty feet away, APPLAUDING and laughing at our surprised embarrassment. 

As we went to slam the door closed, someone yelled out, “CONGRATULATIONS YOU TWO! … BUT REMEMBER … THIS IS A DECENT PUBLIC JOINT!”

Embarrassed, yes!  But we began laughing. We ended up laughing so hard, we tumbled onto the bed.  My sides began to ache from laughing so hard, and Jerry had happy tears running down his cheeks ... tears which I gladly tried to lick away.

But soon, we returned to normal.

"I'm gonna take a shower,” I announced, chuckling a bit more; “how about you, Babe?"

“Like you could keep me outta there, NOW?” he replied.

“Come on, Lover.  Have I ever got somethin’ I wanna show you?!?!?”

“I can’t wait!” he said, slowly licking those sexy lips of his.

We went into the shower together. I started washing him from back to front, paying special attention to his meat and balls … ‘Hmmmmm …’ I thought; ‘meatballs … I just love meatballs!’ He still had that roaring hardon, but I left it alone for the moment. "We'll leave this for later; OK?” I asked, slowly giving him one long single stroke which brought forth a desperate moan of erotic pleasure.

"Oookaaaaay!" he whined.

Then he grabbed the soap and started working me over; he played with my dick and balls, too. And I knew he was gonna abandon my big ol’ hardon, just like I’d done to him, just to pay me back for his brief torture.

We both got out of the shower and dried off. I said, “Jerry, how’d you like to go see a movie tonight to celebrate our new arrangement?”

“That sounds great; we need to do something special,” he said. “But can’t we take care of these, FIRST?” he pleaded, grabbing both of our throbbing love-tools, just before he rammed his hot, stiff tongue into my mouth.

I was almost persuaded to forego the movie idea, but grabbing control of my lust, I pulled away from that deliciously hot oral muscle and said, “Let’s make Little Jerry and Little Kevie behave for a few hours and build up their strength and reservoirs for us, for later.  Whadaya say, huh? It’ll be even better … if you can imagine THAT!”

“Alright,” he moaned; “if you say so, but it’s gonna be awfully HARD to do!”

“That’s the idea, Lover.” 

We both wriggled our eyebrows at each other as we licked our own lips and wiggled our naked fannies.

Jerry put on a pair of jeans and a red tee-shirt. I figured I would wear the same outfit. I just happened to have bought a red tee-shirt that was just like his, when I was in town. I grabbed it out of the drawer and slipped it over my head.

Jerry said, "We’re gonna look like twins!"

“I want us to be just like twins … forever, love.”

We locked up the cabin, and headed up to the parking lot, jumped in the pick-up, and started for town. While I was driving, Jerry reached over and rested his hand on my leg, and then started working his way up to my crotch, rubbing it.

"Shit, man! That feels sooooo good,” I sucked in a deep gasp, “but I think you'd better back off or I'll end up driving this damn thing off the fucking road, and I don't want anything happening to you. Now that I’ve found you, there’s no way that I ever wanna lose you. Geeze! We were made for each other.”

“Sorry, Babe. I just thought ALL guys liked to be played with while they drive.”

"That only happens in books or movies, Lover."

"OK, Kev. I don't want anything to happen to you, either. I love you too much. But is it OK if I slide over and rest my head on your shoulder for a little while?"

“Sure; that won't interfere with my driving,” I said as I quickly turned my head, winked at him, and looked ahead again.  Then, as he scooted over, in my cracking voice I began to sing,

Put your head on my shoulder;

Whisper in my ear, baby;

Words I want to hear, tell me,

Tell me that you love me, too.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Jerry watching me as I poorly sang to him.  When I finished the verse, he softly said, “I do. I do love you, too.” Then he tenderly kissed my cheek, put his head on my shoulder and an arm across my mid-section, and then proceeded to fall asleep.

I just kept on driving, heading toward town, knowing the best was yet to come (cum?). I smiled.  I was in Heaven … at last … with my lover by my side.

“HALLELUJAH!” I silently screamed to the heavens.  “Thank you,” my voice whispered, and the words ascended on heart-felt wings of gratitude and Joy, such as I’d never known before!

To be continued…