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CHAPTER 9 BOBBY
<Sunday, July 13>
Even looking back at it later, the Mayfield boys couldn't believe how much life could change in a single week. They were sitting on top of the world after winning the tournament in Eugene. They had played hard and they had played well. In their minds, even though they were younger than most teams, they had made a successful transition to the full-size baseball field and could play with anybody. They might not be able to defeat everybody, but they felt convinced they could hold their own against any team. They were brimming with confidence and good feelings.
Eric, Noah, Bobby, Carl, Danny, Scott, and Austin rode back to Mayfield together in the same van. Everybody riding with Austin knew their trip would be the longest since they would have to drop Austin off in Longview. Fortunately, Austin lived only ten minutes from the freeway.
"You Mayfield guys are the best," Austin said as they arrived at his house. "I really love you guys. I'll play for you any time you want me."
"We love you, too, Austin," Eric said, knowing he was speaking for the entire team. Eric got out of the van to help Austin unload his gear. Once his two bags were set on the ground, Austin gave Eric a tight hug.
"I wish there were guys like you here," Austin said with a tinge of sadness. Eric followed his instincts and gave Austin a long kiss on the lips. None of the boys cared what Coach Sanders thought of their good-bye and didn't try to hide their feelings. They knew that Coach Sanders was gay and they had no doubt he'd kissed some boys when he was twelve.
"You gotta come spend a few days in Mayfield," Noah said, leaning out the window.
"Text me, maybe we can set it up."
The front door to Austin's house opened and his parents came out. They had gone to the tournament, but Austin wanted to ride home with some of the Falcons, whom he rarely got to see.
The rest of the ride home was uneventful as the tired boys were lulled to sleep by the monotonous buzz of the road. Coach Sanders couldn't help but be amused when he looked in the mirror and saw Eric and Bobby with their heads resting on either side of Noah. He wondered if he would ever coach a team again that had the kind of love this group of boys had for each other.
It was well after midnight by the time all of the boys had been dropped off at their home. Bobby spent the night with Noah, but all they had the energy to do was undress, take cursory care of their teeth, and crash on Noah's bed.
<Monday, July 14>
The boys found Monday to be just as good or better as their weekend was, but for different reasons. For all of them the warm sunny day was the kind of day that made any red-blooded boy feel like it was good to be alive. They went bike riding, swimming, played games, whatever it took to make them happy. For Noah and Bobby it was a day that was not only fun, but that added to the young love between them.
Even though they'd gone to bed late, they were up by eight. They had set up their visit before leaving for Eugene and had told the McGowans they would be at their farm by ten.
"Back when we were your age we were up and working when the sun came up. No rooster ever got the jump on us," Mr. McGowan had told them before they left for the Eugene tournament. "I just don't know what's becoming of the younger generation these days."
"We won't be getting back from our trip to Eugene until after midnight," Noah explained. "We're growing boys and need our sleep."
"Lots of hard work will make up for not getting your beauty sleep, and Lord knows you need plenty of that kind of sleep." It was then that they saw the twinkle in Mr. McGowan's eyes and knew he was yanking their chains. "I'll see you boys at ten. You have yourself a good time down there in Duck country." Noah knew he was referring to the University of Oregon Ducks. The U of O was in Eugene.
Noah's dad had loaded Bobby's bicycle into his pickup when he picked him up on Friday. It was dropped off at Noah's house before the trip to Eugene started.
The boys showered, together of course, ate, and were soon out on the road. Noah was glad that Bobby had put his helmet on without being nagged. Bobby always said he much preferred the wind in his hair to wearing the hot, ugly helmet. But he knew that Noah insisted he wear it, and that Mrs. McGowan wouldn't let him come to the farm on his bike unless he was wearing his helmet.
When they got to the farm, John McGowan put them to work on chores and taking care of the horses. He had two older teen boys helping with the heavier work, but both Noah and Bobby were putting some muscle on their slender twelve year old builds by doing an increasingly heavy workload around the farm. One of the teens was Bobby's brother, Tyler, and the other was Cole, a junior like Tyler, and a teammate of his on the football team. He was a big, muscular boy, which Tyler was becoming as well.
Maggie McGowan made a hearty stew with homemade bread for lunch. All four boys were famished and each downed more than one helping in a hurry.
"Makes a body feel real good when hungry boys wolf down her cooking," Maggie said. "And there is plenty more."
After lunch the two teens were given some other tasks by John McGowan, but he told Bobby and Noah they could go out riding for the afternoon. They way John saw it, the younger boys were doing assigned chores, while the older boys were doing heavy work. He was paying the older boys and expected them to work. Bobby and Noah were being paid by learning the necessity of hard work in making life run smoothly. Not that Noah needed the lessons, he felt, but young Bobby hadn't been quite as well schooled growing up as Noah had.
After the boys finished their assigned tasks, John rewarded them by letting them ride until supper time. The two of them saddled up their favorite horses, Cranberry and Narnia. They decided to ride out to the pond. Unlike their last ride, they weren't going to have to worry about getting drenched in a rain shower. They were more likely to get themselves drenched in sweat. The day was sunny and a nice warm 80 degrees. Both boys were wearing shorts and t-shirts.
They took the long way around to the pond, enjoying the ride. When they reached their destination, they knew that skinny dipping was on the agenda. Noah thought about how much time he'd been spending outdoors in the nude. He couldn't think of a better way spend the time.
The water in the pond was still brisk, but the boys didn't care. They swam and played and laughed and shouted and had the kind of good time twelve year olds everywhere should have as a birthright. This time they brought a large blanket along, which they unrolled on the ground. Maggie suggested it would be better for sunning and drying themselves.
"How do you know we're going swimming?" Bobby had asked her.
"Because I raised four boys who couldn't resist that pond," Maggie said matter-of-factly. "Of course you brought your swimming suits," she added.
"Um...well...not exactly," Noah said.
"I didn't think so. My boys never needed them either, and my grandsons are no different. My brothers didn't need them when I was a little girl either. Boys never seem to change."
Bobby and Noah blushed, and then grinned. Bobby gave Maggie a hug. "Thanks, Mrs. McGowan. You're the best."
"That's because I have two very special boys to take care of."
The boys had told Maggie McGowan that they were gay and considered themselves to be boyfriends. What they didn't tell her was how much sex they had between themselves. The two of them knew exactly what was going to happen on the big wool blanket after they got out of the pond.
"I wonder if Maggie knows what we're going to do on the blanket," Noah said.
"She knows. Maggie knows everything."
"She and John are really cool."
"To me they're my grandparents," Bobby said. He never knew his real grandparents, and the McGowans filled in nicely.
The boys' cocks had been flaccid while in the cold water, but now that they were drying themselves and warming up, their members started to stir. They had known from the time they got up in the morning that sex would be on their agenda when they visited the farm. What they hadn't decided was just exactly what it was they were going to do.
"Can I do your butt?" Bobby asked.
"You don't need to ask me twice," Noah said with a grin.
Being the twelve year old boys they were, however, that's not exactly the way it played out. Oh, the end result was the same, but first the two chased each other naked around the small meadow and the woods surrounding the pond. When Noah caught Bobby, they wrestled on the ground, getting themselves deliciously dirty--the naked horseplay getting them incredibly horny.
It ended with Noah on all fours and Bobby's spit-slickened four inch boy cock hammering him. What they were doing wasn't making love and it wasn't pure lust; it was two randy preteen boys acting on the love and desire for each other in a way that could be called an unsophisticated form of love making. Whatever it was, Bobby shot his watery boy cum into his lover's ass, pulled out, and watched as Noah rolled onto his back and madly jerked himself off, swiftly shooting drops of clear liquid over his smooth, but dirty, abdomen.
The boys giggled and then ran into the cold water of the pond to clean their dirty, sweaty, and in, Noah's case, cummy, bodies, as well as to cool themselves down.
They soon left the pond and found a patch of sunlight, dragging their blanket to it. They sat on the blanket and let the warmth of the sun dry their young bodies, shivering a bit from the residual coldness of the pond water.
"That was wild," Bobby said.
"Wilder than just about anything we've done," Noah observed. "It was a lot of fun. Kind of like sex wrestling."
"Maybe they should make a TV show and a video game of it. The WSW."
"WSW?" Noah asked.
"Yeah, World Sex Wrestling," Bobby giggled.
The two of them talked and giggled some more until Noah, in his usual direct fashion, asked Bobby the question Bobby had been afraid of. "What did you guys do in Seattle on the Fourth?"
"I was wondering when you were going to ask me."
"Things kept coming up."
"Well, we went to the Pike Place Market and then took a ferry ride and then watched the big fireworks show at the Center. And then we went to our hotel room for the night."
Noah nodded, knowing that Bobby was not one for detail.
"And we went to sleep. The fireworks were as cool as last year. It's really cool when the Space Needle looks like a rocket ship blowing up with the fireworks coming out of it."
Noah nodded, loving his friend's enthusiasm. Then he asked the question that was the reason Bobby had dreaded the initial question. "Did you mess around any with Tyler and Mr. Robinson?"
"I promised not to tell." Bobby knew that his answer was all Noah needed to be able to deduce that he had indeed done something sexual that involved his brother and the high school English teacher. But he also couldn't bring himself to lie to his best friend—his boyfriend.
Noah knew not to push Bobby. Bobby's answer told him everything. He respected Bobby's reluctance to give details about what had happened that night, just as he hadn't told about what might have happened in bed the year before. Noah still needed to know that something had happened, even if he couldn't find out what it was. Bobby had answered his question.
But, he then surprised Noah by volunteering one unsolicited piece of information. "But we didn't fuck."
Noah gave Bobby the winning smile that his friend loved so much and the two of them wrapped their arms around each other and kissed, their hard dicks touching. This time they dry humped on the blanket, giving each other an almost unbroken kiss, coming up only occasionally for air. Their orgasms were almost synchronized as their hard little cocks rubbed together, their warm bodies touched, and their tongues battled. This time was more about making love, and, even if there was no penetration, there was a love force happening that neither boy understood. It was something both of them hoped would never go away. Even after their second intense cum in an hour, they were able to keep the feeling of love inside of themselves.
When they finally returned to the McGowan house, Maggie greeted them.
"Mr. McGowan will be out in a moment to help with the horses," she said. "I already told your mothers you'd be staying for supper."
"Thanks, Mrs. McGowan," the two boys called out together.
They led the horses to the barn and were well into taking care of them when John McGowan joined them.
"You boys certainly do know how to take care of those horses. I must say you're quick learners, not to mention quick workers."
The boys beamed at his praise. They knew that in order to keep the privilege of riding the horses they had to show they could take care of them.
Dinner was pot roast with potatoes and vegetables, followed by a dessert of vanilla ice cream and lemon cake. John McGowan said his wife cooked meals that stuck to a man's ribs. The boys knew exactly what he was talking about.
After dinner they joined the McGowans on their evening walk, sometimes staying with them and chatting, sometimes darting ahead and then running back to them. They were full of fun and life, and made the McGowans feel younger just being with the smiling, laughing boys.
Bobby and Noah ended up spending the night on the farm, sleeping in the big king sized bed that often slept one or more of the McGowan grandchildren. While the two boys slept naked together, they didn't engage in sex. Instead, they reveled in the touch of each other's body as they dozed off, cuddled and intertwined and simply full of young and unbounded love.
<Tuesday, July 15>
The McGowans had the boys getting up early, but the two of them knew that was going to happen. Nobody slept in at the McGowan household unless they were sick.
After another rib sticking meal, the boys helped Tyler and Cole with their chores until lunch. After a big lunch, Bobby and Noah thanked the McGowans for a great couple of days and headed out on their bikes. They had practice at three o'clock and needed to be on their way.
The day was another warm and sunny one. Practice was, as usual, crisp and well-organized. Bobby was pleased to find out he would be starting at second base on Wednesday, a league game against Monte at home. He'd started a couple of non-league games, but this would be his first start in a league game. Noah might have been more excited about the start than Bobby was.
Bobby spent the night at Noah's, and this time they did have sex in bed. They satisfied the oral urges in themselves by sucking each other off, not once, but twice. They would have asked Nicky into the bedroom with them, but he was at a sleepover birthday party.
"I love you, Noah. I want to be with you forever," Bobby said after their second cum of the night.
"Forever is a really long time," Noah said.
"I know."
"Well, I will love you forever, which is how long we'll be together."
As they had at the McGowan's, they slept cuddled and tangled in each other. They slept as if they never wanted to be without each other, to never be in a place where they couldn't touch each other. They slept in the secure knowledge that even though they would have many more sleeps together, they would make this one and every one to follow to be the best one ever.
<Wednesday, July 16>
They were still entangled when they awoke. Noah, being the early riser of the two, was the first to open his eyes. He smiled as he felt the sweet breath of the redhead next to him. He rubbed his hand along his lover's smooth back and rubbed his little bubble butt. Noah's light massaging was enough to awaken Bobby.
"Hey, cutie," Noah said, his beautiful wide smile immediately lighting up Bobby's morning.
"Hey, Noah."
"Big day, today."
It was Bobby's turn to grin. He was starting a league game that evening and was already eager for the game to begin, even though it was hours away.
They got out of bed, peed, and padded naked to the kitchen to rustle up some breakfast. Noah knew his parents were at work or he and Bobby would at least have pulled on some underpants. As they ate some cereal with sliced bananas, Lisa and Shane came into the kitchen. They were both naked as well.
"Do you boys have no shame?" Lisa asked. "You're naked."
"Um, I hate to inform you of this, but so are you," Noah said.
"That's different," Lisa said. "We're teenagers and have that privilege."
"Well, we're cute preteen gay boys and we have the same privilege. So there," Noah said.
"Did you guys fuck last night?" Shane asked.
"Did you?" Bobby asked, with a little edge to his voice. He wasn't quite as comfortable with the bantering between the McCall siblings as Noah was.
"How do you know we even slept together?" Lisa asked.
"You both came from upstairs and into the kitchen together, and you are both naked," Noah told them. "You don't have to be a master detective to figure it out. Sherlock Bobby read the clues, right sweetie?"
"Sweetie?" Bobby, Lisa, and Shane all shouted together.
"You never called me sweetie before," Bobby said.
"Well, since you're my boyfriend, I should be able to call you sweetie, I think," Noah said a little defensively.
Bobby leaned over and planted a big kiss on Noah's lips. "You can call me anything you want...," he paused, then flashed his white teeth,"...honey."
Lisa and Shane both laughed and grabbed some cereal. "To answer your question," Lisa said, "we did not fuck...we haven't since our birthday." Lisa and Shane had turned fourteen on the fourteenth, and would be starting high school. They had intercourse that night, agreeing it would be their last time. They'd been engaging in sexual intercourse since before their eleventh birthday. "But we did sleep together and we did get each other off."
Noah looked at Bobby for a hint at what to say. Bobby shrugged his shoulders, which told Noah little, so he winged it and hoped Bobby would approve. "We slept together, and got each other off, and we haven't fucked since Monday. So there."
"Do you want to sleep with me tonight, Bobby?" Lisa asked coyly.
"Noah cuddles better," Bobby said.
"But I fuck better."
"You were good, but I love Noah. He's my boyfriend. That makes him better." This led to long, deep kiss between the two. Not to be shown up, Lisa planted a deep kiss on her twin brother.
When they all came up for air, Lisa said to Bobby, "I guess I can't compete with your boyfriend. You two are really cute together, but I had to try. I think you're sweet, Bobby."
"Do you wish Shane was your boyfriend instead of your brother?" Bobby asked.
"No way. He's fun to make out with, but Jerome, he's my boyfriend. It's not the same thing at all."
The teasing went on for awhile. The four of them cleaned up their mess in the kitchen and took a morning dip in the pool. The day went by quickly, and soon Noah and Bobby were getting dressed for their game.
Bobby ended up having the game of his life that evening. He smacked three solid singles in three at bats, stole a base, scored two runs, and made two hustling, diving plays at second. Coach Miller had planned on playing Bobby for only the first four innings, then bringing in Noah to finish at second. Eric, the regular second baseman, was the starting pitcher for the game. Instead, he had Noah play a couple of innings in the outfield—Bobby was simply having too good a game to take him out.
The Falcons and the Monte Terriers were tied at four apiece going into the seventh. Rich had come in to pitch for Eric, and he held the Terriers scoreless in the top of the inning. Hunter led off the bottom of the seventh with a double. Kevin followed him and grounded out to second, but Hunter advanced to third on the play.
That brought up Bobby, who kept looking over his shoulder wondering if somebody was going to pinch hit for him. Nobody did, and he was at the plate in the bottom of the seventh of a tie game. There was one out, so a ground out or a long fly could score the winning run.
He took ball one, then got a pitch to his liking and smacked a line drive over the shortstop's head, scoring Hunter with the winning run as the Falcons came up with a 5-4 victory. Bobby's teammates came out and attacked him en masse, along with Hunter. They untangled in time to mind their manners and shake hands with the Monte players. It was one of the happiest moments of Bobby's life.
Bobby spent that night in Noah's bed and the two preteens made love. Bobby let Noah be the top as he enjoyed the feeling of his friend and soul mate filling him as much as a nearly four inch cock could fill his ass.
The sex that night was as full of love as sex between two randy young boys can be. But for many reasons we will let this moment stay private, except to say that the two young boys once again slept the best of all possible sleeps after they were finished with their love making.
<Thursday, July 17>
Bobby's mother had Thursday off and she wanted Bobby and his brother, Tyler, to spend the day at the trailer. She planned to take them out to dinner, and just wanted to be with her sons. Like Marty, she had amends to make towards the ones she'd harmed during her drinking and drugging days. She'd made her verbal amends to her sons, but she knew she also had to work to rebuild her strained relationship with them and to regain their trust with living amends.
Noah set his alarm for 7:30. After it jolted them awake, Bobby and Noah showered and breakfasted. Bobby loaded his stuff into Seth McCall's pickup and Noah's father drove Bobby to the trailer. Noah rode along with them. When they reached the doublewide hidden back in the woods, they unloaded Bobby's gear, and Bobby's mother came out to meet them. They kissed each other goodbye and Noah hopped back into the pickup.
On the ride home Seth ruffled his son's hair. "You're certainly not shy about kissing in front of parents."
"You didn't have to watch," Noah said.
"I know I didn't have to, but I like watching my son being happy. I think Bobby's mother felt the same way. I saw she was smiling while you two traded spit."
"Daaaaaaaaad, we were kissing, not trading spit."
"Same thing."
"Is that what you tell mom? `Hey, honey, how about we trade some spit tonight?'"
Seth laughed heartily. "It's hard to get anything by you. You seem to have an answer for everything."
"Everybody says I'm bright, so I have to live up to my reputation."
Seth McCall couldn't help but laugh. He loved his son's dry humor and positive outlook on life. He loved how different his four sons were from each other as well. They were all very intelligent, but Noah stood above them in the brains department.
After getting home, Noah played H-O-R-S-E with Shane, knowing he would get his ass kicked. Shane played school basketball and was bigger and stronger than Noah. But Noah liked working up a sweat shooting with Shane. He was using a junior size ball, which helped him some. However, since he never played organized ball, Shane's size, talent, and knowledge had his older brother winning all five of their games. Shane helped Noah with his shooting form, and Noah was a good enough athlete to use some of Shane's tips, but in the end the better brother won—at least the better brother as far as basketball went.
The two of them stripped and went into the pool to cool down. They swam around and were soon playing keep away with Nicky, who joined them. After lunch, Lisa came home from her morning violin lesson and soon all four of them were in the pool. Lisa played the violin, Shane the trumpet, which Nicky was thinking of taking up as well. Their older brother, Glenn, who was attending a summer college seminar, was an accomplished pianist. Noah, although he had the talent, didn't have the desire to play an instrument and his parents didn't force him into it. He took piano lessons on and off and could play, but it wasn't a major interest of his. He was much more dedicated to sports and athletic endeavors than his brothers, even if they all had more athletic talent than he did. But none of them had his drive to win and succeed.
Noah wanted to sleep alone that night. He thought about asking Nicky to sleep with him, but his little brother pooped out early that night and had to be carried to bed by their dad.
Bobby slept with Tyler, his sixteen year old brother. They had gone to the Roadside Inn for dinner with their mother. The three of them played Monopoly and watched TV until a little after ten when their mom went to bed, saying she was working opening shift in the morning. The boys knew that opening shift meant she had to wake up at six.
Tyler and Bobby stayed up until close to eleven and then headed to bed. Bobby had just turned his light off when he heard the bedroom door opening. He knew it was Tyler and watched as his older brother closed the door and sat on the side of Bobby's bed.
"We haven't done anything together for a long time," he said.
"It's cool. You got Mr. Robinson and I got Noah."
"Yeah, I know. We're brothers, not boyfriends, right?"
"Duh."
"But brothers can do stuff together sometimes."
"Yeah, I guess. We've done it before."
Tyler chuckled and said," We both seem to be afraid to the `S' word."
"'S' word?"
"Yeah, sex...which is what I want to do."
Bobby giggled and said, "Then let's do it."
Sex is what happened as they made out some, felt each other up, and finally agreed that Tyler would top his little brother. When Tyler finally entered him, Bobby received a feeling of fullness from his brother that he didn't get from his boyfriend. But that was to be expected since his brother's teen cock was over two inches longer as well as thicker than his boyfriend's.
Both boys grunted as Bobby was on his hands and knees on his bed and Tyler took him doggy style, careful not to be too loud and wake up their mother. Tyler pounded Bobby deeper and harder than he was used to, and the twelve year old loved it. He couldn't wait for the day to come when Noah was big enough to fill his ass the same way his brother was filling it
It didn't take long for them to cum. Bobby fired his thin preteen cum with a no touch orgasm, which had him squeezing Tyler's cock with his ass muscles. That, in turn, set off his brother's orgasm, with his thick teen cum filling Bobby's tight little ass.
Bobby wiped the cum off of his sheets. Tyler got up, told Bobby he would be right back, and went to the bathroom to clean up. He came back and slipped under the covers with his brother. The bed was a tight squeeze and the two naked boys enjoyed the warmth of each other's bare skin.
"Did you like it?" Tyler asked.
"Yeah, a lot."
"It didn't hurt? I mean I know I gotta be way bigger than Noah, and I'm bigger than the last time I fucked you."
"It hurt a little to start, but then it felt really awesome. You hit my sweet spot a lot and that felt so good. I can't wait for Noah to get big enough to do that."
"It will be a year or more, until he's a teenager at least."
"I guess I can wait. It will be worth it. Does your butt feel all full like that when Robby fucks you?" Bobby asked. Robby referred to Mr. Robinson, the English teacher at the high school who had befriended Tyler, becoming his sexual mentor as well as his life mentor.
"I guess. I know it feels pretty damned good."
"I wish he'd fucked me at the hotel on the Fourth," Bobby said. "That would've been kinda cool."
"He thought he was too big for you, and you know he's way bigger than me."
"Yeah. Maybe if we do the same thing next year he will."
"Maybe."
"Or maybe I can visit him with you someday."
Tyler smiled. "Yeah...maybe."
<Friday, July 18>
The two of them chatted some more and drifted off to sleep. Sometime during the night, Tyler had awakened and returned to his own room. Bobby was alone when he woke up. He knew his mother had left for work, so he went naked into the living area of the trailer. He got out some cereal and started eating breakfast. He wanted to ride to the McGowan's and help with the chores and the horses.
Just as he finished eating Tyler came out of his room. Like Bobby, he was naked. "I need to take the first shower," Tyler said. "Cole is picking me up in a half-hour. We both work at the Rec Center today."
"We could shower together," Bobby said hopefully.
"I'd love to, bro, but I gotta be quick. I want to eat, too."
"Okay. Save some hot water for me." Tyler could see the disappointment on Bobby's face.
Bobby waited for Tyler to come back out into the living area. He was dressed in a t-shirt, shorts, and a hoodie. "I'll see you tomorrow. I'm spending the night at Robby's."
"I might see if Noah wants to come over here," Bobby said. The two traded fist bumps as they heard Cole's car drive up. Cole was eighteen and a senior, so he could legally drive Tyler.
Later, when Tyler looked back at that morning, he wondered how he would have handled the morning differently if he had known what lay ahead. He would have let Bobby shower with him and he would have hugged him instead of leaving with the idle fist bump. But he didn't know what the future held, and in the end he was glad he had spent a loving night in bed with his little redhead brother.
While Noah had intended to sleep alone the night before, he had a surprise guest come in and slide under his covers as he was falling asleep. It was Lisa and she was naked.
"What are you doing here?" Noah whispered.
"You really do need to lose your cherry so you can be equal with your boyfriend," Lisa said.
"Whether I have my cherry or not has nothing to do with the relationship between Bobby and me. I think you're here because you're horny."
"That is a big part of it."
"Go see Shane. I bet he'd love to start fucking you again. Or see Nicky and he can suck on your boobs. I'm not interested."
Lisa's hand reached for Noah's boy cock. Even though he didn't want it to his tool got hard. Lisa calmly masturbated him as she talked to him. "You're going to want to do it someday you know. There is nobody better than me for you to try it out on. And I guarantee you will like it."
"Maybe, but not tonight. I want to join Bobby tomorrow afternoon at the McGowan's and if we do what we did last time I want to be mega- horny."
"Tell me what you did?" Lisa asked somewhat breathlessly.
Noah told her about what he and Bobby had been doing out by the pond as she masturbated him with one hand and masturbated herself with the other. Noah didn't want to cum that night, but he did anyway, and, after his orgasm, Lisa was free to use both hands on herself. She soon came as well as Noah watched her have a violent orgasm.
Noah wanted to fall asleep right away, but didn't. He ended up having a heartfelt talk with his sister. It was the first time in a while that the two of them just talked. Some of it was about sex, some of it was about their family, some of it was about Bobby, some of it was about Jerome, some of it was about sports, some of it was about school, and during all of it the brother and sister were cuddled together. Noah didn't remember falling asleep, but Lisa told him later that it was in mid-sentence. Noah had wanted to cum with his sister more than he would admit.
The ringing phone startled Noah. He looked at his clock and it was almost eight-thirty. He had intended on being awake long before then. He untangled his sister's arms from himself and picked up his phone, knowing it was Bobby.
"Hey, Bobby," he said sleepily.
"Did I wake you up?" Bobby asked.
"Yeah."
"I'm sorry. You're usually up early."
Noah looked over at his sister, who was now awake. "Yeah, but I kinda fell asleep late."
"Me too," Bobby said. Noah wondered if Bobby had ended up with Tyler in his bed like he'd ended up with Lisa in his. If so, he was willing to bet that Tyler had gone farther with his brother than he had with his sister.
"I'm gonna leave for the McGowan's. Can you ride over in the afternoon like we planned?"
"Yeah," Noah said sleepily.
"Cool. See you then. I love you, Noah."
"I love you, Bobby." He paused to stifle a yawn. "Don't forget...", but he stopped knowing Bobby had hung up before he could complete his sentence.
"Don't forget what?" Lisa asked.
"I was going to remind him not to forget to wear his helmet, but I couldn't stop yawning."
"Well, it was like past two when we fell asleep. So, you have to nag him to wear his helmet?"
"I wouldn't call it nagging, but he doesn't like wearing it. He says he likes the wind in his hair, or something like that. I said your brain is more important than the wind in your hair. It's about the only thing we ever argue about, and even then we don't argue much because he knows I'm right.
"And it seems like half the time he forgets it before getting on his bike. Mrs. McGowan won't let him on the premises without it so then he has to turn around to get it when he realizes he forgot it."
"So call him back and remind him," Lisa said.
"No, that would be nagging. If I remind him when we're already talking, that's just reminding. But calling him to tell him is nagging."
"Whatever. Let's go back to sleep." Which is exactly what the two of them did.
Bobby took his own shower after calling Noah, dressed in a t-shirt, shorts, and a hoodie. He decided to go commando, hoping Noah would want to ride to the pond with him. He would surprise Noah by telling him to undress him. When Noah saw him with no underpants on, he knew his boyfriend would get extra turned on by it.
He peddled hard up the driveway and to the county road, where he turned left and headed for the McGowan farm. The road had just been oiled by the county road department and there was a lot of loose gravel on it.
As Bobby rode up the hill to the blind curve and reveled in the wind blowing through his thick red hair he realized that he had once again taken off without putting his helmet on. Looking at his empty handlebars, he also realized that he had left the helmet in the storage shed. That meant he would have to turn around and return home to get it. He slowed slightly and started his u-turn across the road.
On the other side of the blind turn, Roy Callaway and his twenty-two year old son, Tom, were riding in Roy's pickup, which was towing Roy's boat. They both had the day off and were heading for Lake Mayfield to do some fishing. Roy was an EMT for the county fire department while Tom worked at the feed mart in Mayfield and also attended Centralia Community College.
"Dad, it really is okay if you do the speed limit. I'd like to get to the lake before sunset."
"Son, it's not even ten in the morning yet. I think your chances are good. I don't want to kick up a lot of this loose gravel on the boat, and I always do that curve a little slow...you never know what you will see on the other side."
As Bobby got half-way through his turn, he saw Roy's pickup come into view. He couldn't gauge the speed and panicked a little as he stood up and peddled hard into his turn, causing his wheels to slip on the gravel and his bicycle to topple to the left. He tried to recover, but couldn't, and his bike went on the ground and he skidded hard along the pavement.
Roy slammed on the brakes as he saw the bicycle in front of him, his wheels sliding along the loose gravel. Roy and his son strained against their seatbelts as the truck skidded to a stop just short of Bobby, the trailer jackknifing some.
"That's why I take that curve slow," Roy said as he hopped out of the truck to check on the fallen boy. The boy wasn't moving as Roy bent down to look for injuries. He looked up at his son and said, "Call 9-1-1 and tell them to get somebody here quick. This boy is badly hurt." Roy went back to his truck, opened his toolbox, and pulled out the well-stocked first aid kit he always carried.
As he hurried back to Bobby to give what help and comfort he could, he knew that the boy would need more help than he could provide. The boy's head was badly banged up and bleeding, although Roy knew that head wounds had a tendency to bleed hard and look worse than they actually were. He opened his kit and started working on Bobby's head, hoping his peers in the fire department would get there quickly.
NEXT: GRIEVING