KEVIN’S
SUMMER VACATION
By:
Tickie
(Copyright 2006 by the author)
Editor: Radio Rancher
Re-write editor:
Gerry Young
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Chapter 13
A Night on the Road
After we had eaten, we headed on down the road. I pulled over after about two hours and asked Jerry if he wanted to take the wheel for a while.
"Sure, Kevin."
We switched sides and Jerry drove; of course, I didn't sleep, because I was a little nervous, as this was the first time I had ever let anyone else drive my truck.
It was about 4 PM and Jerry was still driving and doing a great job. I relaxed and dozed for a bit, and the next thing I knew, he had stopped, which, of course, woke me up in a flash.
"What's up?!" I asked.
It was getting dark and we had just entered a fairly good-sized town. He answered, "Nothing. Just a stop light."
“Honey, if you don't mind, pull over and I’ll take it, again, for a while.”
He parked the truck; we got out, stretched a little, and switched sides again with me taking the wheel. I started looking for a motel since we were still a long way from home. “Help me look for a place to spend the night,” I suggested.
Then Jerry looked at me lovingly, and asked, "OK; anything special?"
“No, nothing in particular … well. … maybe one with a heated swimming pool.”
About six blocks away we saw a very nice looking motel. The sign out front indicated that it had waterbeds and a heated pool.
Jerry said, "That looks expensive, Kevin."
"What's one night? Hell, we need to have fun, too."
I pulled up in front of the main building and went into the office to check in; I paid the bill -- forty-five bucks -- got the keys, and went back to the truck. I drove around back and parked. “It’s a nice, first floor room, with a double waterbed,” I said.
“A waterbed?” he asked with a shit-eatin’ grin on his face. I nodded my head and had a sneaky feeling I knew what he was thinking.
We both climbed out of the truck. “We need to take everything inside for tonight,” I told him.
Jerry grabbed a bag in each hand, while I opened the room. I started toting in the rest, and closed the door. He then put the bags down, and jumped on the waterbed.
As the water sloshed and he ‘rode the waves’, he exclaimed, "Shit! I've never been on one of these things before. This is gonna be fun," he giggled; "I bet we can really have a wild fuckin’ time on this thing!”
“But I need something more than your sweet love-juice for dinner." I laughed at him. "Is that all you ever have on you mind, stud muffin?"
Jerry smiled, and then laughed, saying, "Well, it beats the hell out of watching TV, anytime or anyplace."
“Come on," I said. "Let’s get something solid to eat.”
“I’ll have something SOLID for you, lover boy,” he teased mischievously as he groped himself.
“LATER!” I shot back, grabbing his hand away from his crotch and pulling him toward the door.
We went to a pizza place and gobbled down a large special and some soft drinks. Since he wasn’t old enough to drink in public, I softly told him, "The beer will come later.”
After we finished, we went back to the room, and I said, “Why don't you change into a swim suit?” I started to undress, and he watched me as he stripped. Naked, I started looking for my trunks.
He walked by me to get his bag, and slapped me on the ass. He said, “Nice butt you got there, Kev. Can I play with it?"
I looked up, and, wonder of wonders, he was completely naked, too. I would never have suspected such a thing. ‘Yeah, right!’ I grinned broadly. I reached out and smacked him on the butt and said, "You, too, good lookin’!"
We finally got into our swimsuits and headed for the pool. We played around in the water for an hour or so, diving, swimming, and just plain, horsing around. Well … the horseplay was more like rubbing each other’s crotch, under water of course, so no one could see what we were doing.
“I think we’d better go inside, now," he hinted.
I looked at him, to see why and … surprise, surprise! … he had a rip-roaring hardon and was trying to hide it.
Laughing, I said, "OK, my man; let’s go."
Jerry lost no time jumping out of the pool, like a bat out of hell, and ran as fast as his legs could carry him to our room. I hoped and prayed that he wouldn’t slip and fall and hurt himself.
I got out and walked to the room. Of course, I found him all excited standing in the hall waiting for me, since I was the one who had the key.
Taking my own slow, sweet time, I sauntered up to the door. Jerry looked like a big ‘little boy’ bouncing from one foot to the other, as if he badly needed to take a leak. But, as I already knew, he had his hands over his crotch, trying to hide his raging erection. I slooooowly unlocked the door and he darted inside. Then I slooooowly closed the door and hooked the night latch. I was laughing hysterically, as I turned around and saw him.
He squeaked, "You fucker, you did that on purpose, didn't you? You wanted someone to see me, didn't you? … DIDN’T YOU?"
“Sure I did; you have to learn to control yourself better, you sex fiend!”
"Yeah, right!” he shot back. “ ‘Sex fiend?’ How the hell can I control myself with someone as good looking as you, especially when you were playin’ with my balls."
"Thanks for the compliment, you gorgeous hunk!" I slipped my thumbs inside the waistband of my swimsuit, and as I pulled them off, Jerry just watched me until my semi-hard cock came into view.
Then he pulled his shorts off, exposing a throbbing, raging hardon. He walked over to me and wrapped his arms around me. He pulled me tightly against his chest, and ground his gorgeous, throbbing dick into mine. Then he started kissing me all over. He worked his way down to my penis, which was well on its way to becoming a full and eager love-making tool. I reached down, and pulled him back up, and then pushed him onto the waterbed. He scooted further up the bed, bobbing up and down as he moved on the water-filled mattress, forcing me to climb aboard, rather than stand at the foot of the bed.
Once on top of him, I said, "I'm gonna make love to you like you've never been loved before."
He looked cute, lying there on his back with his dick pointing at his belly button. I was on my knees, spreading his legs, raising them over my shoulders. I had a clear shot to his puckered hole with my impaler in my hand; I pointed it into that little brown hole and shoved it in all the way, in one quick jab.
Jerry let out a squeal of delight, reached up, and grabbed his own throbbing boy-toy, and started stroking it fast. I started fucking him, and the waterbed waves seemed to help in a strange but very erotic way.
He kept working on his pleasure tool; the tip of it was turning purple and the veins looked purple, too. I was right on the verge of unloading my liquid protein up his cute butt. His stomach was jerking and his muscles started twitching frantically, when he let out a groan, “OOOOH! Kevin, Kevin, I love you, so very much! OH GOD! I'm cumming, oh, fuck! That is so wonderful!” and he started shooting, gobs and gobs of creamy, white cum, all over his chest and all over the sheets.
He wiped it up with his hand and then licked his fingers clean. Of course, I couldn't hold out any longer, and I started shooting my load up his sweet butt.
I said, "Geeze, Jerry, don't you DARE, ever, leave me! My life wouldn't be worth a pile of shit if I didn't have you with me. You’re the only person I will ever love, as long as I live.” I pulled my, now, quite limp, dick, out of his butt, and headed for the shower.
He followed me in, and we showered together, as we had every night since we became a couple, and then we hit the sack. We were both exhausted, after our vigorous romp together.
Lying there, side by side, with cocks together, legs intertwined, and wrapped in each others arms, he said, "I still can't believe I'm here with you, Kev. I think I'm gonna have to pinch myself just to make sure it's not a dream."
I reached between us and pinched one of his nipples. He jumped and said, "I'm not dreaming, that's for damn sure; that hurt," and with that, he reached between us and pinched one of mine. ‘Little Kevie’ throbbed a couple of times, but I rolled over, breaking our embrace, turned out the lights, and said, “Good-night, lover.”
I knew what was coming next as Jerry slid over, spooned his body against mine, and wrapped his arms around me. He gave me a warm, loving, tender kiss and said, "Good-night, my handsome, good looking studly hero."
In no time, we were asleep – the sleep of happy, contented, satisfied lovers, lost in each other.
*****
We woke up, took a shower together, loaded the truck, and started for home.
Jerry was as happy as a lark … and so was I.
To be continued…