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

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Chapter 9
A Day to Remember 

Jerry woke up first, and got out of bed; as he did, I woke up, too. He stretched and grinned, saying, "Good-morning, Jerry, did you sleep OK?" I nodded, but I guess something came UP that distracted him from seeing my wordless response.

When he turned around, his antenna was erected and pointing toward his chin. He said; “I slept like a log; how about you!"

I said, "Yeah, me too, and speaking of logs! That one is really beautiful."

“I always wake up with a hardon.”

I tossed the sheet back and showed him my morning wood.

Jerry chuckled and said, "I see I'm not the only one, huh? But I can’t play now; I have to hurry and get to work, or I’ll loose my job.”

“After last night, I don't think Chris would fire you.”

"I don't want to take any chances, now; I need the money."

Jerry then went in and took a shower; I just lay there thinking about what I would do during the day. Jerry came out of the shower, and started to put on a swimsuit. I stopped him and reminded him to put on a jock strap first. He did, and then, he put on his suit, and then a tee shirt.

“As much as I hate to, I really have to go, love. Not that I wouldn't love to spend another day, or a week, or a lifetime, with you, but right now, duty calls, damn it!” Then after a quick kiss, he left the cabin.

I just lay there on the bed, thinking about him, and I realized that I liked him so much, that it hurt when he left. ‘Christ!’ I realized, ‘Holy shit! I love him,’ and there was no way on Earth, I could get him off my mind, not that I wanted to, anyway. I just had to figure a way to get him to quit his job at the resort, and leave with me at the end of my vacation.

I was thinking that he would only miss one paycheck, and that it wouldn’t amount to very much. I had a couple of thousand dollars in the bank, and some stock. I made up my mind, and I wasn’t gonna take "No" for an answer.

I took a shower, got dressed, and headed for the office. I entered the building and there, Chris was standing in front of the counter. I said, "Hi, Chris; what's up?"

"Not much; how was your night?"

“Great,” I replied, and after an uneasy moment, I just blurted it out and asked, “Have you had breakfast yet?”

"Yeah, why? What’s on your mind?"

“Well … I would have treated you to one. How about a cup of coffee then?"

“OK; I only have a few minutes ‘cause Susan gets off pretty soon.” I guess he sensed that I had something important to discuss with him.

We both went over to the café. I ordered breakfast and coffee for me and a cup of coffee for him. The waitress brought the coffee first.

I started talking about the resort and asked Chris several questions about it. He told me that his boss owned the whole lake, and the property around it. In addition, he continued answering my other questions.

Suddenly, out of the blue, I asked, “How much do you pay Jerry?”

“Well … I really shouldn’t tell you,” he sorta mumbled, looking into his coffee, then looked up at me and continued, “but I think I know where this is going. Fifty-five dollars a week, plus room.”

“If someone wanted to leave now, what would he do? How would he handle it?”

“Well, it depends on who leaves. If it's Jerry …?” he smiled knowingly at me, “… well … nothing much, as we really don't need a lifeguard, now, so Rich could be free to take over the boats for the last week.”

I reached across the table, took his hands in mine and said, "Chris, please don’t say anything to Jerry, or anybody else, about what we just talked about; I still need some time to think about a few details, before I ask him how he feels about it.”

"Sure, my lips are sealed.” With his thumb and index finger, he made like a zipper across his lips. “But Kevin, are you really thinking about Jerry … about what’s best for him?"

I smiled saying, "Yeah, I really like that little guy, no! Damn it, that’s not right! I love him! And he wants to come and live with me in Utah for the winter, and I hope, oh, God, how I hope, forever!”

"Kevin, by the look on your face, I can tell you’re gonna do it, so let me go find Rich, and send him down to the boat docks."

“Thanks, Chris, for being so understanding; and by the way … could you have Rich send Jerry up here to the café? And remember … not a word to Jerry, OK?"

"Good as done; you two have a great time! OK?"

“Thanks Chris! You’re the best!”

It seemed like it took forever for the minutes to pass while I waited; I couldn't believe how much I missed him, and then, after two more eternities went by, I saw Jerry coming up from the docks.

I was so nervous, it caused a knot in my stomach; how could I have waited so long to realize just how much I loved him? I was afraid Jerry's answer would be “No” or he’d be upset with me, somehow. Sooo, I figured I would just tell him something stupid for the time being.

Jerry came into the café, looking for me; he spotted me sitting in the booth, and he came over and sat down.

"What's up, Kevin? Rich came down and told me that Chris wanted me to come up here and see you; something wrong? I hope not?"

He looked worried and upset. I spoke calmly, saying, "No need to be scared, babe; you haven't done anything wrong. How about some breakfast, since you don't have to go back to work, today?"

Surprised, Jerry asked, "What happened? Did I get fired?"

I just couldn't lie to him, even jokingly. “No. You didn’t get fired; you just got yourself a new job … for the rest of your life. When you walked out the door this morning, I missed you so much it hurt, and I just couldn't stand to be away from you. Christ! I’m in love with you, Jerry! Chris and I had a talk and he agreed with me. I hope you don’t get mad at me. I hope you understand, Jer.””

Very loud, he exclaimed, "OH, SHIT!"

“Not so loud,” I told him, just above a whisper, as I looked around the café; “Somebody’ll think something’s wrong."

He toned the conversation down saying, "Oh, my God, Kevin! I felt the exact same way this morning as I walked to work. God! I love you, too.”

We just looked into each other’s eyes for a moment, and then he continued.

“I really don't think it’s right for you to KEEP me, but, of course, I do understand. I can't think of anything that would make me happier.”

The waitress brought my breakfast, and then asked Jerry if he wanted something.

“The same!"

While I was eating, the waitress brought Jerry his breakfast. He devoured it rather fast.

“Looks like you were hungry or something, kiddo?”

“Yeah! I sure am; after last night, and no snack this morning.”

We talked for a while and then I said, "Jerry … let's spend the day on the lake, now that you don't work here anymore.”

We couldn’t take our eyes off each other, and I felt his bare foot rubbing up and down my leg under the table. Boy! Was he ever exciting me!  I knew if I didn’t do something, I’d soon be creaming my shorts.  Then an idea hit me.

“By the way,” I said, “we have to get the rest of your things out of your old cabin.”

I don’t know if he heard what I’d just said, or not, ‘cause then he looked at me and said, "This is the best news of my life.” We both grinned, and I blew a little kiss to him.

We left the café and headed off to Jerry's cabin. When we got there, he said, "Let me go in first and pick up a little."

"Why, for heaven's sake? I came along to help."

“Well … the place is a mess.”

“Unlock the fucking door and let’s get with it.”

We entered the cabin together. I looked around and he didn't have very much stuff at all. I went out to my truck and got a box; as I re-entered the cabin, I saw that Jerry was putting some magazines in a bag. I went over to see what they were, and, not to my surprise, they were gay mags. His face turned a glowing red with embarrassment when I saw what they were.

“No reason to be embarrassed,” I told him; “I have a ton of ‘em, too.”

"Well, that's all I had all summer long to beat off with, but now I have you," he confessed, smiling at me.

My heart melted as I looked into his beautiful eyes.

I opened one of the magazines and one guy had a short stick, almost looked like a pencil; he was pushing it into his belly button and beating his meat.

I showed it to Jerry and said, "See … I'm not the only guy that likes it."

“I like it too, now that you did it to me.”

I looked up from the magazine, and I was surprised. He had pulled off his cutoffs and shirt. “Let’s make love, right here in my cabin, before I have to leave it for good,” he said, reaching over and rubbing my crotch. I was getting a hardon, looking at the magazine anyway.

He then reached up the leg of my shorts and grabbed my woodie. "Let’s get out of these clothes."

He let go of me and finished taking off his clothes; his dick was pointing straight up. Then he jumped on the twin bed; his meat was bouncing up and down slapping his stomach. He lay on his back and told me, “Hurry up, slow poke, and git them thar fancy clothes off’n you!” he said in a terrible mock-cowboy brogue.

I pulled down my swimsuit, along with my jock strap, and stepped out of them. My turbo-charged love machine sprang up and pointed at my chin; it was so hard it felt like it was gonna pop. Then I took my shirt off.

While looking at me for a reaction, he then, cautiously, said, "I want to fuck you this time."

I just looked at him, slowly shaking my head. After a brief moment, I slowly said, “No. I don’t want you to fuck me this time.”

He looked at me, surprised, and I continued.  “I want us to make love, and never fuck again just for the sake of fucking.” I sure the hell had no intention of disappointing him.

Jerry was shocked at my response, and then smiled, threw his arms around me, and said, “Oh, Kevin, I promise … I’ll make love to you forever.”

So I got on the bed and straddled his chest, he pulled me, by my dick, all the way up to his mouth, and sucked on it for a minute or so. Then he pushed me back and down, so that I straddled his hips. I reached down and stroked his hot hard tool, a couple of times; then I moved it around my rosebud until I felt the tip of his magic wand hit my hole. I started lowering myself down on that power pole of his. My hole opened up and took his timber in my ass; I squeezed my rosebud tight around it.

Jerry let out a moan and a grunt, and then he reached down and grabbed my cock with one hand while the other fondled my balls. He then started pounding me by raising and lowering his hips. I returned the action, by raising and lowering myself, in time with Jerry's gyrations.

 I reached over and tweaked one of his tits, and pinched it hard. He let out a squeal, twitched, and jerked several times. Then I took my other hand and poked my middle finger into his belly button. That seemed to do the trick, his stomach muscles got very tight and started to quiver.

“Oh, God! Kevin, I love you so much, so very much! He shot load after load into my tunnel. When I felt that hot cream shooting up my ass, I just let go, not saying anything, just moaning, then all hell broke loose! The dam burst. “Oh, God, I’m cumming!” I shot cum all over Jerry's chest. One load hit the wall above his head and dribbled down to the floor. When I stood up, Jerry's manhood was still hard, and as it came out of my butt, it slapped his stomach with a pop. I slid down so I could lick him clean.

We grabbed a quick shower, together this time. That shower was really small and we were very close in there. We then got dressed, and finished packing his things, and loaded everything into the truck.

And then we headed for OUR cabin.

To be continued…