This is the second part of the story of the second generation in Now I Know I Am Not Alone. I got some help from my Dad when I wrote it and tons of input from Bryce. Any questions, comments, or criticism can be sent to Dimiandjoey@mail.com.
Thanks for reading!
Alan Xenakkis
Doubts
Before we knew it, summer was half over! Byrce and I spend most of our time together. I would sleep over
his house and he would sleep over mine. I think that dad knew that we were lovers^×even before I told him. I
guess dads have got a sixth sense like that. I asked him if I should tell mom about us, and he suggested that we wait
and tell her later.
Bryce was much more adventurous than I was. He wind-surfed but most of all he loved to ride "quads," four wheel ATV's and soon he had me as addicted to that as I was to sucking his dick. We would spend the entire day, quading around the woods East of I-75, a vast wilderness which we saw as our own; we would bring our lunches and lots water with us. After lunch one day, Bryce asked,
"Do you wanna do it out here in the woods? It would be real cool. We're all alone."
At first, I was a little afraid, I didn't like the idea of pulling down my pants in the open.
"What if some else came by on a quad?" I asked.
"Doubt it" said Bryce as he shrugged his shoulders. "Besides, we would hear him coming long before we saw him."
That was enough of an answer for me because I really wanted to do it. It seemed like I could never get enough of Bryce. I guess that is what it feels like to really be in love. I pulled my pants down and pulled up my shirt as Bruce pulled off his shirt. He took my dick in his mouth, fully retracted my foreskin, and teased my head with his tongue, letting it run all around behind my crown. Then he would lick my balls and take them in his mouth as my foreskin slipped back over my head.. Then he followed my thin line of hair up to my belly button and lovingly licked there in a gentle, circular motion. Little by little he worked his way up to my nipples and licked and nipped them with his teeth, just enough to give me even a more raging hard-on. Down he went to my dick again, and began sucking furiously. Before I knew it, I could feel the cum rising in me. I was about to explode in his mouth. As I began pumping in his mouth, Bryce knew I was ready. I breathed a sigh of relief; suddenly I felt calm as Bryce kissed me and gave me back some of my cum.
I swallowed instantly, for I had come to love that salty taste in my mouth. As we kissed, I undid his belt and pulled down his pants and underwear. I could hear us breathing through each other's noses.
"Take them off. Take them off all the way, please." I begged and Bryce did so and kicked them aside.
There we were naked in the woods. If fate were against us now would be the time to be caught, but we hear nothing but the chirp of birds and no engine roars. I spun Bryce around and pushed him gently over the seat of his quad; his belly was on the seat and I spread his legs wide on either side of the rear wheels. I began tonguing his asshole thrusting deeper and deeper into him. Then I sucked as hard as I could, so that it almost pulled his asshole into my mouth. Bryce moaned with delight with each suck. In with two fingers lathered in spit and then suck it out as hard as I could, I knew that this was the only way that I could lubricate him and relax his asshole muscle.
"Do you think you are ready?" I whispered in his ear as I laid on his back, and he replied,
"Please, please, I need to be fucked. I'm ready!" almost moaning in anticipation.
We no longer took the precaution of using condoms cause we felt that we were both clean and had really never had sex with anyone else. I spit on my hand and lathered my dick with saliva and slowly pushed it into Bryce as he moaned not in pain but in pleasure. Both of us had long ago mastered the trick of relaxing the asshole muscle by pushing out like we were taking a shit. That way almost all the pain of anal penetration was eliminated. It didn't take long before Bryce felt my warmth squirt into him. I withdrew immediately, and Bryce spun around on the quad and I began sucking his dick. Soon I felt his warmth in my mouth. I swallowed some and gave the rest back to him.
In each other's arms, we laid on our clothes for the longest time and suddenly realized that the July sun in Florida was quickly toasting our pale skins. We dressed again, kissed one more time and then mounted our quads for the run home. We crossed I-75 at the Jacaranda overpass and that was the beginning of our problem. Venice has started getting tough on ATV riders, limiting their access to wooded areas and forbidding riding in streets. We got caught by the Venice police, had our quads impounded, and our parents had to pick us up at police headquarters. In a way, Bryce was lucky because his mother was away on business for her company and he was staying with us. That would at least dull his mother's reaction to his getting in trouble. That was not a good ending to a perfect day!
There was a silence at dinner that night and I knew the reason: dad was pissed that we had broken the rules about riding quads in the street.
"Don't you guys have any common sense?" he mumbled as he broke the silence.
"You know they have strict rules in this town about ATV's. Alan, when I allowed you to get one, I told you the rules and you agreed to follow them. Now you have cost me two hundred bucks to get the things out of impound. It's not the money; I trusted you and you let me down. I'm really disappointed."
Both of us went to bed that night upset that we had disappointed my father. There was no sex, not even cuddling that night. The last think I remember that night was Bryce saying, "we fucked up royally today!" as we both drifted off to troubled sleep. When we got up, Dad was on the phone with someone. It was Saturday and he never called his job on weekends.
"OK, Jim. I really really appreciate your offer and I know the boys will too." He said and then hung up the phone.
I was curious so I jokingly said, "Well, I guess we will be headed to a Sheriff's Ranch or boot camp after our screw up yesterday!"
Dad chuckled and said that we were not yet candidates for the juvenile corrections system. He told us that he had arranged for our quads to be stored at a friend's home, Jim Laygor, who lived in North Port right down the road from Venice. He lived in a section called the Estates and had four acres of property. All we had to do was carry a written letter of permission from this man and we could ride on his land as long as and as often as we wanted. The only hitch was that we would have to ride the SCAT (Sarasota County Area Transit) bus to and from North Port, which was really no big deal. We would be safe, off-road all the time, and on private property. We loaded the quads on the utility trailer and we brought them down to North Port to their new home. We met Mr. Laygor who gave us both copies of a typed and signed letter of permission, which he had laminated to protect it. He told us to be sure to keep it with us at all times when we were riding because the police in North Port were tough and we would be jailed and fined for the least little infraction.
When we were finished, bathed in sun block, we went to the beach for a little while just to brag about the fact that we had our own private four acres to ride out quads on and the police couldn't touch us. We felt great. While we were there on our blanket, a kid came by and gave us a flyer:
"Join the Gay and Lesbian Club
that will hold its first meeting at
Lemon Bay High School this Fall!
Be Proud, Be Out"
We almost shit in our pants when we read the flier. Did this kid know we were gay and lovers? We could feel our faces turning a red that they had never turned before! Then we looked around and the kid, whom we knew was openly gay, was giving out these fliers to all the kids on the beach. As we left the beach shortly thereafter, Bryce folded the flier and put it in his back pack.
That night at dinner the conversation ranged from working on the Eleuthera with Dimi to Bush Gardens. Mom remembered how long it took Dad to even get up the courage to take on a coaster. I found out Bryce had no idea what Bush Gardens was and wondered if he would enjoy going there. We all had season fun passes but had not been there this year because of Dad's work schedule, which constantly changed, and mom's taking college courses.
"Hey, would you like to go there? It is a really cool place. During summer nights the park is open until 11 PM. It is the coolest place on earth. I think it is more fun than Disney." I asked.
"Sure," answered Bryce, "I try anything. Sounds like it could be a real blast!"
That was the easy part. Getting there was another problem. Mom quickly came up with the solution:
"You know your grandmother and grandfather, my parents, live in a small mobile home in Mollis City, which is a about seven miles to Bush Gardens by bus. I'll give them a call after dinner and see if I can arrange something for you two."
Shortly after dinner mom came into the family room where Bryce and I were watching TV and said that it was all arranged. We were going to stay with her parents at Mollis city. The only hitch was that we would have to stay in the big tent because there was not enough room in the mobile home for four people. The tent would be no problem for us; it was a 12 foot wide 10 foot deep tent that was 8 feet high at its peak. I believe Dad got it from the Boy Scouts; it's a leader's tent. There is a partition breaking the tent into two rooms of equal size with a screened entrance to each. All we had to do was eat breakfast at my grandparents and the rest of the day we could eat at Bush Gardens. Dad would bring us and our gear up there next Saturday, his last Saturday off for quite a while.
It was already 8 PM When we got to Mollis City and we decided to wait until tomorrow to begin our Bush Gardens adventure.
"You know Bryce, this is a very special tent," I said as we set it up in far corner of my grandparents' property, which is about an acre in size.
"Why?" Asked Bruce with a very curious look on his face.
"This is the same tent that myDad took to Mayaka State Park so many years ago and it was where he and Dimi really made love to each other for the first time."
"That I so cool and bizarre, sorta like a second generation gay love nest. Way cool!"
We inflated the airbeds and put sheets on them and unzipped the dividing wall between the rooms of the tent, but I knew that one of the beds would not be slept in tonight. As we laid there naked in each other's arms, I thought about the love we had made, how good it was, and how much fun tomorrow would be, introducing Bryce to the madness at Bush Gardens.
We got to Bush Gardens shortly after opening. I had my Fun Pass but Bryce had to get his processed because Mom had ordered it on line. The wait was not long though and soon we found ourselves wandering about the market in Marakesh, looking at all the bizarre and expensive stuff. Bruce was particularly fascinated with an African wooden walking stick with a native head carved on the handle. He decided to purchase it when we left for the evening. I thought it was a waste of $16.00 but it was his choice. We made out way to the right and headed for the Egyptian exhibit and to Mantou, a coaster. Bryce enjoyed the King Tut Exhibit but Mantou scared the shit out of him. He had seen it at a distance while getting his fun pass, but did not know it was the first lift for Mantou. We turned and went the other way and located the tamer wooden coaster and we both agreed to go on that. While we were waiting we struck up a conversation with these two girls who were also waiting to get tickets. They seemed real nice and were not snobby at all. They became our park companions for the day. I could only get Bryce on the wooden coaster, on Scorpion and Python. That really was not bad for someone who had never ridden a coaster in him life so I cannot fault him. For dinner we headed to the rib house real close to the Congo River Rapids. Of course we rode the rapids before we ate.
"Are you guys here only for the day?" Asked Janice.
"Nope," chimed Bryce, we are here for as long as we want to stay. Were camping at Mollis City on our grandparents lot."
"Cool," answered Janice. "Carolyn and I are staying at the Marriott hotel not far from Bush Gardens., but I think it would be fun to camp."
"Can we camp with you guys tonight. It will be a lot of fun," asked Carolyn.
Bryce looked at me with a dumb look and I with a lot of bravado said:
"Sure, it will be a blast."
We stayed at the park until closing. Bryce bought his African Head walking stick and we all bought these fiber optic wands that flashed blue in the dark. At night the park was other-worldly with all the lights and the high stepping bands wandering about. Just before closing we boarded the bus that would take us back to Mollis City. We told the bus driver we wanted to get off at Hennessey Lane and then sat back and talked and laughed and talked as only teens can do. I am sure that the other passengers were pleased to see us get off.
When we got to the tent, the girls were impressed with its size. They expected something much smaller.
"This is where you guys can sleep," I said pointing to the one air bed and began to close the zippered wall between the rooms.
"I had something else in mind" purred Carolyn as she embraced me and French kissed me.
"Me too" chimed Janice as she wrapped herself around Bryce.
Since both Bryce and I were basically cowards with girls and very inexperienced, we went along with what was happening, hoping not to make fools of ourselves. Janice and Bryce retired to the left room and I zipped closed the wall between. As the wall closed, I saw Bryce's face; he was terrified almost to the point of tears. I sat down on the air bed and in the blink of an eye Carolyn was beside me and she began removing my clothes and hers. Soon we were both naked in front of each other. I could feel myself blushing and tried to conceal my hard-on. She leaned over and French kissed me and without a word of a lie I felt like an electric shock traveled from the base of my spine, like I had been jolted by electricity. With no pun intended, I felt like I suddenly had been turned on^Å.I began kissing her almost violently and pawing at her body and breasts. I pulled her down onto the bed and continued. My lips went from her mouth to her cunt, to her belly button, and to her breasts. When I sucked her nipples I had the strangest feeling. There must have been tiny invisible hairs all around her nipples that could not be seen but I could feel them with my lips. The more they tickled my lips the more aroused I became. I felt like my dick were going to explode. It had never never been that hard and throbbing.
I lowered myself to her crotch and began lick and sucking her cunt. As I did, I could feel her little clit, getting bigger and bigger as I licked and sucked and fingered her.
"I'm safe," she whispered. "I am on the pill."
That was her signal to me to go for it all. I mounted her in an instant, but I was betrayed my lack of experience when I completely missed putting my dick into her cunt hole.
"Not even close," she giggled softly. "You must be new at this!"
Feeling embarrassed that I could get in an asshole with no problem, this time I held my dick in my hand and used my index finger sorta like a guide, when I found the hole, I just pushed andmy dick started to go in. She pulled her legs back and up in the air and I slid all the way into her so that my hair and her hair were together. I pumped and pumped like I had never done before. I groaned and moaned and she groaned and moaned along with me as she enjoyed each thrust of my dick. I could hear moans coming from the next room so I knew that Bryce was similarly occupied. I could hear myself gasping for air as I fucked her, I kissed her nipples, her forehead and then as I went to kiss her eyes, something almost scared the shit out of me^×she had rolled her eyes back in her sockets so all you could see were the whites of her eyes. At that moment I felt as if my dick here not long enough and that I was trying to put my whole body inside of her. I let one final moan go as I came as I had never come before. It seemed like the squirts would never end as I filled her with my cum. We wrapped ourselves around each other; my slowly shrinking dick remained in her and we fell asleep.
The next morning, the girls left early to catch the bus back to Tampa where we agreed to meet later that day. When I unzipped the wall, Bryce was upset. He thought that he had hurt Janice last night. When I asked why, he pulled back a blanket and revealed a large blood stain on the white sleet. He didn't know^Å.
"That means that she was a virgin, and you were her first boy. You didn't hurt her."
"How did you like last night?" I asked.
"Great!" Bryce replied.
"Same for me," I said
That left an unspoken question for both of us.
To be continued
Alan Xenakis