Robby and Ryan: The accident

Robby and Ryan:

More of 1980

From the author

       Welcome back my anonymous friends. My edited out chapter ‘The Accident’ was well received so I want to continue with more. Many read and some commented on the last chapter and I am happy for that. Some things I left out before but now I find a need to share. 

       This chapter picks up where we left off in the last and continues into late July of 1980. By its self, I suppose this chapter is nothing more than sex with no history. Please read ‘The Accident’ or better yet, start at the beginning with ‘Robby and Ryan; The Beginning’ so you may enjoy everything as a whole; people, places’, the dynamics of us, and what brought us to where we are today.

        I want to warn you ahead of time; this chapter involves sex between men and men, women and men, and women and women. Robby and I spend a weekend on the boat and he has his first taste of another man and gets his dick wet for the first time.    

       In the Robby and Ryan biography last year, I used ‘From the Authors’ as a format to share thoughts and answer questions that you, the reader may have. I’ve made comments in the past that I would like to make again. 

       I want to thank some of the other authors for the inspiration they have given me along the way and the hours of reading enjoyment their stories have provided us all.

        Ice, Thank you. Bill Hudley, A big Thank you. Richard Adams, Thank you. Grant, Thank you. These fine writer-authors along with many, many, others, have provided you, us, the readers, with hours of pleasure. Please don’t feel bad if I haven’t acknowledged you personally.

  We, the authors, spend days, and sometimes weeks or more, writing, rewriting, and editing what you all enjoy for free.

  I find it disheartening when I read an enjoyable story that has been read by thousands and see that only a few have rated and even less have left a comment; less than one present in some cases. I speak only for myself, honestly, only for myself, when I say, “Shame on you.”

       We, the writers, write for our own enjoyment; but we do it for you as well. Our stories, are, our children. These are our thoughts, dreams, and in my case, memories. And we choose to share with you. The least, the very least, you can do, is rate and comment. I mean no disrespect, honestly. But come on.

 Robby and Ryan: 1980

       I dressed in my own 501’s and stood in the doorway of the shack; my cutoffs straining as I looked at the two men I loved the most. I saw it with my own eyes. Parker had again asked Rob what he meant when he said, “This time.”

       “Can I show you something, Parker?” Rob asked. And Parker nodded. “Give me your hands.” Robby requested as he sat in front of him. And Parker did.

       I had no idea what he was doing. Rob placed one of Parker’s hands on each side of his head and covered them with his own.  At first it appeared to be nothing but then I felt it; I think before Parker. Shit was just flowing out of Robby; colors I had never seen before exploding from him like a tornado and surrounding both of them.

       I watched Parker’s face; it showed every emotion that a heart can feel. His eyes were closed tight like Robs and I could tell he was struggling to hold back the tears; a cascade of emotions; but poor Parker was failing. And I could feel that to.

       Robby was lost in what he was sharing. This was something we had done but not meant for someone else. But this was so much more. Parker was completely overwhelmed; tears now rolling from his closed eyes as he tried to let go of Robby; not wanting to see any more.

       I was frozen; just watching. Parker’s face was contorting and his lips were trembling. He cried out Robby’s name and pulled his hands away, covering his face, and openly weeping as he shook.  

       “Parker, I’m so sorry, Parker,” came from Rob’s mouth, realizing what he had done as he wrapped his arms around him; but he was pushed away.

       Rob didn’t understand or comprehend at the time how strong he had grown and what he could do without even really trying. And I didn’t either.

       Parker was crying uncontrollably and Rob was trying to comfort him. And I had seen and felt it all, too. This was much like the first time I touched the tree and had all those subliminal pictures hit me at once.

       But this was different. All Rob’s memories and emotions, all his feelings and pain had been shared. And it included the deer. Something never meant to be shared with anyone ever again.

       Rob thought maybe he could give Parker a glimpse; just a tiny view into what we had, but he had thought wrong.

       Parker saw life-times pass in the blink of an eye; life-times full of love, happiness, confusion, sorrow, and death. Somehow Rob was able to show it all to him; most he never intended.

       Parker was freaking out. He was hysterical. Denial was pouring from his body. He had seen and felt what Robby had shown him, but his brain was unable to accept or comprehend it.

       I heard Rob say “No” in his head and he looked back at me. I had seen it too; so much of it Rob had never let me see before and I was trying to process it just like Parker.

       Rob focused on Parker again who was still holding his face in his hands; crying and shaking his head back and forth in total denial.

       “Parker, please look at me.” Robby begged. But Parker couldn’t pull his hands from his face. Robby turned to me and saw the look in my eyes.

       “Ryan, I wasn’t trying to, I didn’t mean to, I was only trying to show.

       Parker, look at me,” he asked again turning back to him.

       I had seen things before; snapshots of the past that Rob had shared with me; what he wanted me to see, but this was a flood of shit; way too much to sort and process, even for me.       It seemed Robby had lost his filter; his ability to show only what he wanted and Parker was freaking, fucking, out. And for some reason Robby was able to share with someone other than me.

       Park was sobbing and I walked out sitting behind him in the lounger. I wrapped my arms around his chest from behind pulling him back against me trying to comfort him. I felt his fear. What Robby had done scared him like nothing had ever before.

       “Parker, calm down. It’s ok.” I whispered in his ear rocking back and forth with him. “Robby didn’t mean to,” and finally I snapped, “PARKER” and it jolted him.

       Rob could hear me screaming at him in my head. I was so… fuckin pissed. “How could you? What the fuck were you thinking? Why did you do that? He is fuckin terrified of you, Rob. Why would you do something like this to anybody? Why Parker, Rob?”

       I closed my eyes and rocked Park in my arms trying to comfort him. I heard Rob snap his fingers and say, “adyla, omeca.” And I opened my eyes to watch them walk away.

       Parker had seen it all; Rob and me living, loving, and dying; over and over. The thing was, was that it was so much more than that. He felt all of the emotions; the feeling of being complete, and then the feeling of loss. Poor Parker had seen and felt lifetimes in little more than the beat of a heart.

       As much as I wanted to go after Rob I couldn’t leave Parker. Rob was devastated. He wouldn’t have done it had he thought it would have this outcome and I knew that. He just wanted to share a little with Parker. He knew Park had been at the hospital with us.  

       The coma had somehow strengthened Robby. Whether he took something from me, or the time he spent with Sylvia; everything had changed. I don’t know if it was partly because of Justin, or if Sylvia had somehow empowered him; made him stronger; fuck, I just don’t know. And I have never found out.

       Rob and I had a connection that wasn’t shared with others. He was much stronger than I and had the ability to be in my head. I on the other hand was connected to his body in a physical and emotional way, could feel, could help mend, but I didn’t remember the past like he did.

       I sat with Parker until after noon. I had no idea how long Rob had been gone but it was a while. I knew Parker was different now; this had changed him and he would never be the same.

       When Parker calmed I tried to defend Rob. I wanted him to understand that Robby never meant to show him everything like he had; would have never done anything to confuse or hurt him, and there was nothing to be afraid of.

       “He loves you so… much, Ryan. That’s what he wanted me to see.” he explained, tears still in his eyes. “How can he know all this shit?” He asked in his confusion. “Chancellor, you have been holding out on me. He loves you so much it hurts him, Ryan.”

       With tears in my own eyes I explained, “It’s that way for both of us, Park. I saw and felt what you did; I know it’s hard to understand but what you saw was us.

       Parker, you are going to have to think on this a long while; I know it’s hard. And then the three of us will talk.”  

       Parker had somewhat recovered. Now he was full of questions that I didn’t have the answers to.

       “I have to go find him, Park. He thinks I am mad at him. I have never screamed at him like that before, Parker. And he is hurting so bad.” I explained.

       “You didn’t scream at him, RJ.”

       “I did, Parker.” I told him. “You couldn’t hear it but Robby did. I’m sorry, Park. Robby never meant for this to happen.” I assured him.

       “I will find the squirt, Chancellor.” He said. And he stood up.

       I followed a ways behind Parker as he walked through the campground and down to the river. I saw Rob and Lady sitting on the dock and Park sat down next to them. A visible shroud of sorrow and confusion surrounded Rob.

       He was struggling; I could feel it, and Parker put his arm around him in a motion of forgiveness and pulled Rob to his shoulder. I watched them for more than an hour. I don’t know what they said to each other but Rob’s colors returned to normal.

       I left them there and walked back to the shack. I made sandwiches along with some hard boiled eggs, pickles from the fridge, and threw out some chips. I was drinking a double when they came strolling back into the site like nothing had happened.

       Parker was smiling and Rob hung his head as he looked at me and Parker pushed him in my direction. Robby stood in front of me, his eyes looking at the ground, and then they met mine.

       I could hear him stumbling over words in his head; his desperate want for me to not be mad at him. And I crumbled. Parker watched the silent conversation as we looked at each other. He understood all too well now.

       Rob and I argued over who was sorry as Park watched our inactions. Parker was now the only person who ever knew what Rob and I shared other than Sylvia.

       I stood and held out my arms to him as he buried his face in my chest. I stroked his hair and I couldn’t help but cry. Parker came and wrapped his arms around both of us.

       We talked over lunch, each sharing what had happened and how it made us feel. Parker seemed to be OK with it now. Rob had answered many questions and the few hours had allowed him time to process, allowed him to understand as best he could, and he wasn’t scared of Robby anymore. And I breathed a sigh of relief.

       We were smoking a fatty when Ranger Rick came strolling into our site and Lady made his presents known. He was dressed in a tight pair of cutoffs and a tank top; we all saw him differently.

       “This is a family campground, guys,” he said, as he took the blunt from Parker, taking a big hit, and handing it back with a smile. We all broke up laughing.

      We talked for a while and to a trained eye it was obvious that something was going to happen between Park and the Ranger. I was hoping we would be able to come back next year.

       Park and Rick departed and Robby and I were left by our selves for the first time. There had never been such a level of discomfort between us before, and I apologized to him again.

       I tried not to let it show; my sadness about what he never shared with me, and wouldn’t have, had this not happened. This scared Rob, nothing like this had happened before and he was going to make sure it didn’t ever happen again.

      “I never meant to keep things from you, Rye,” he started. “But I don’t want you to hurt like I do.” He admitted. “I know you want to remember and I have tried to share the best of times; but they weren’t all good.” He confessed. “Trust me.”

       He looked at me and said, “Please don’t Ryan.” He knew I was trying to dig, trying to see more, and he had grown strong enough to keep that from happening. And he always would be.

       Robby opened up to me and shared how things changed after the accident. He didn’t know what it was but he felt it when he woke up. He had never tried to connect with anybody other than me and didn’t realize what could happen.

       He wanted Parker to know how good things could be, how love could be everything, but once it started he couldn’t hold it back.

       On top of that, Rob had become more acutely aware of his surroundings and the people around him. For him it seemed he knew things without having to see them.

       “This will never ever happen again, Ryan.” He promised. “This is going to be so hard. I don’t want to shut you out, Rye, but I don’t know how to fuckin, do, this,” he finally admitted.      

      We lay in our bed after an hour of early morning love making and could hear Rick and Parker talking outside. They had had a good time. I could tell by the tone in Parker’s voice this was something more. Rick was more than others had been; boy or girl.

       Lady growled when he came in, and him calling her a bitch only caused her to growl louder; it made him pause. Rob said her name and she stopped.

       “She doesn’t like to be called that anymore than you, Parker. What part of that don’t you get?” Rob scolded.

       “You really don’t want to piss her off,” he finished as he raised his head from my chest.

       Parker was acting like a school girl. OK, bad analogy, but he was. He was giddy. The sun was coming up and he and Rick had been gone all night.

       “So, Chancellor’s,” he started. “How would you feel about driving dads Vett home and letting me stay for another day or so with the truck and shack?” he asked with a sheepish look.

       “Parker,” Rob said. “We want to be able to come back here again, you know.”

       “Robby, if things go the way I think they might, you will be able to stay for free.” And he laughed.

       We all talked as I made breakfast and Park admitted there had been no fucking. But he was pretty sure there would be.

       Rob and I were dressed in our cutoffs and wife beaters as Parker threw me the keys for Chucks’ Corvette. ‘It was so fucking sweet’.

       This dream was candy apple red, t-top, along with awesome fuckin pipes that had a deep rumble when I started it up.

       “She won’t get in Ryan,” Rob announced. “She doesn’t think there’s enough room.”

       I said, “Close the door for a minute,” and he did.

       I told him to sit Indian style in the seat and open the door again. Lady didn’t hesitate this time and crawled into the car and squeezed in the small space on the floor.

       It was Saturday; Rob and I had been gone a week. We drove the North Cascades’ Highway home even though it was two hours longer and I was falling in love with Chuck’s car.

       I was holding his hand and would look at him as the sun and shade of the trees ran across him while we tooled down the mountain highway.

      He pulled my hand to his lips and kissed it. “Are you perving on me again?” he asked with a smile.

       “Guilty!”  

      We were all happy to be home and it was funny to watch Lady run out to the tire we had put over the stump of an alder. She loved that damn thing and would chew and pull on it for hours. Part of what made her so strong.

       Parker had not shown up when we went to bed Sunday night but just before dawn Lady let us know. Rob woke me and said, “Parker’s back.”

      We both stood naked at the French doors as it was getting light looking at Parker with his feet in the hot tub and that big dick in his hand.

       He was naked; lying on his back, his clothes discarded, and he was pleasuring himself. I laughed and turned to walk away but Rob wanted to watch.

      “He knows we’re watching, Rye.” He told me. “I think he’s doing this for us.”

       “How do you know that, Rob?” I questioned. “I don’t think he would do that if he knew we were watching.”

       “Trust me, Ryan. He knows.”

       I stood behind him and wrapped my arms around his waste; my hands finding his growing unit; nestling mine in his crack and my chin resting on his shoulder.

       Rob was getting off on watching Park and his excitement was getting me off. Robby leaned his head back against me and closed his eyes; the need to watch Parker no longer necessary.

       I smeared the wetness around his head and he turned in my arms then kissed me. How simple and intoxicating a single kiss from Robby can be.

       Rob kissed his way down my chest and stomach; sniffed at me, pulled my balls down kind of hard, and leaned forward. I slipped between his lips; my head falling back and my eyes closing.

       Rob was on his knees; hands had slid to my ass and he set the speed of his suck; he liked it that way. I rested my hands on his shoulders for balance; moving my hips with his pull and I was lost.

       Robby had told me three years ago he might be one of those people who like to suck. He was as talented as Park when it came to oral pleasure. He truly enjoyed it and loved it was me, more.

       He pulled off; my eyes were still closed and he said, “He’s watching us, Rye.” And he went back down on me with a renewed sense of urgency never turning around to confirm his statement. 

       I opened my eyes and saw Parker at the glass watching; his meat in his hand. His eyes were fixed on Rob and he had a smile on his face. I couldn’t help but smile back.

       Robby was putting himself on display and seemed to like it. And he was putting his all in to it. I was surprised, but I kind of liked it too; Park was definitely enjoying it.

       Rob pulled back again and softly said, “He’s going to cum, Rye.” And then went back down on me as I watched Parker explode on the glass of the French doors.

       Park and I locked eyes and smiled at each other then he nodded at me. My hands had never left Rob’s shoulders and he renewed his push and pull on me.

       Rob knew what was happening; knew Parker was watching and had cum, and he liked it; kind of sharing something special and personal with him.

       He wanted me to cum and he wanted Park to see it happen; see how I shook. And how my legs would tremble at his desire and love for me.

       Parker was on his knees licking up the glass cleaning his mess that had splattered but he was still watching us. Fuckin Parker. I was lost in Robby’s suck; was going to cum and he knew it.

       I think Parker knew it too. He stopped, looked at Rob’s midsection and saw him shoot from sucking me. And I unloaded like I always did. Parker took his dick in his hand again and with no more than three pulls he shot again. This was fuckin hot.

       Robby turned and looked at Parker with a satisfied smile and used one finger to catch the small trail on his chin then sucked it clean.

       Robby was changing.

      Things in him I had never or ever thought I would see. He was becoming a sexual force. We had come so… far, but there was no doubt he was mine.

       We opened the door and walked out on the deck sliding in the hot tub as Parker jumped in on Rob’s side.

       “Ever thought of teaching a class, Stud?” Parker questioned to Rob. And we all laughed.

       “What’s with the gate, Chancellor’s? I had to leave the truck and shack on the street and jump the fence. That bitch is no watch dog; she didn’t even bark.” And lady growled at him only inches from his face.

       “What don’t you get, Parker?” Rob asked. “She doesn’t like being called that. And she let us know you were here,” he said and saying to Lady, “Isn’t, that right girl,” in his puppy voice.

       “She’s fuckin useless.” Parker announced.

       “Really, Parker,” Rob questioned; a doubtful look in his eye. “I double, dog, dare you, to even try to grab my arm, and we will see who’s useless.”

       And Parker went to move and Rob said, “Lady, focus.” And she stood up looking at Park, lip curled, and a little slobber falling from her mouth as she showed him her white teeth.

       Parker relaxed pulling his hand back but Lady didn’t. “OK, Stud, so she’s a little protective,” he admitted. Lady’s lip was still curled and Parker was getting nervous. “OK Squirt, tell her to back off.”

       Rob tilted his head back and said, “Relax. Good girl,” and she licked his face and laid down, but she kept an eye on Parker. Honestly, you should never tease a dog like that.  

       Parker stood up and Lady did to. Rob’s tone changed and he said, “adylay, itsay.” and she immediately went submissive and sat.

       He had trained her to pig Latin as the second language. ‘Yes, fuckin pig Latin’. He kept that tone and said, “Night-night, my sweet.” and she turned and went to our room; tail between her legs.

       “If she had her way, Parker, they would only find half your bones,” and he laughed.

       Today was June 25th and Rob had only been working with her for two and a half months.

When I say she lived to please him that’s exactly what she did.

       I had watched them a month ago with no idea what he was doing but now it was clear. He sat next to the fountain with her sitting in front of him. He stroked her front paws like he would do; no words, and then he looked at her tire and back at her.

       She didn’t move and then she bolted to the tire and ferociously attacked it, but she kept an eye on him. He sat and watched her; I didn’t see him move, but Lady dropped the tire, ran back, and sat down in front of him. I hoped I wouldn’t have to shoot her some day.

       It was now five thirty in the morning. Rob and I stood and stepped out of the tub along with Parker. We needed to get ready for work and offered breakfast to Park at Millie’s. Parker came in after a shower and when we had dressed he walked over to Rob.

       Parker had totally recovered; a bond had kind of formed between them. With everything Rob showed him he had taken something from Parker, too. *****************************

       I think I have described things like this as kind of a mind meld. When this happens; when two people share something like they did; it becomes an exchange; if you will. Maybe because, mentally, Rob was stronger.  

       Robby now knew Parker better than anybody else. Rob knew his secrets and dreams. His fears and desires. Everything. And it had changed both of them.

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      Parker pulled Rob’s forehead to his just like he had seen in what Rob showed him and said, “I love you too, Squirt. Thank you.”

       At that moment I felt my first twinge of jealously. I was now sharing what I thought was something unique; something that was ours; and ours alone, with somebody else. They didn’t speak; they just looked at each other.

      Robby could communicate with Parker now the same way he did with me and lady, and it was confirmed when Parker said, “Don’t ever apologize, Robby, ever.”

       If Rob wanted, Parker could hear him. And Parker thought that was cooler than shit. He pulled Robby’s forehead to his lips and kissed it as a mother would kiss a child goodnight.

       We pulled the truck and shack off the road and into its stall out back. Rob and I got in the TR while Parker got into his dads Vett. He dumped the clutch when he hit the pavement; passed us with a cloud of blue smoke enveloping the car, and when the smoke cleared, the apple was gone.

       We sat across from him at Millie’s and he gave us a little run down on his time with Rick and it looked like we would be able to go back next year. And maybe stay for free.

       They had spent one day riding the bikes on trails along the river and I asked Parker if I needed to burn the sheets, knowing what riding the bikes did to Rob and me. He thought a double washing would do.

       The Forth of July came and went with us enjoying the day on the boat as always and there was talk of spending a few days in the San Juan Islands before Banner’s party.

       Rob and I had been back at work together since classes ended and I let him work with Dave even though it looked bad to the rest of the guys, but Rob pulled his weight. I had hired Mike just before we went home in April and he was a great addition to my ultimate crew.

                                  From the Author; 

       Some have referred to my chapters as a story with a sound track. Music; what can I say. It was important to us. If its possible for you to stop and listen to the songs as you read you will understand what life for us back then was all about.

       I had been musical all my life but Rob had only been active in it for three years but he put his all into it. If you choose to take the time I think you may enjoy this more. 

       The middle of July rolled around; Rob and I had been at Parks’ practicing for Banners party like we had been for the last few months. Banner was turning 22 this year and it looked like it was going to be bigger than the last.

       Rob had been playing with the drums for two years now and had taken to them like bees to honey. He and Sugar had bonded but Rob held back what he could really do when he and Sugar jammed. This was part of his plan. We all wanted to surprise Sugar.

       Robby and I had been working on stuff for more than a year; things we wanted to sing together, songs we wanted to play, and statements of love we could only share through music and lyrics.

       The drums turned out to be the best therapy for Rob in more ways than one. And his sweet voice had been perfected.

       The middle of July came and plans had been made for a few days on the L&O; secluded Islands to the north, little coves that few ever venture in to, and for three days we did this, but not before Banners party.

                                               From the Author:

       At Banners party this year Rob and I spent more than an hour on stage and we fulfilled the dream we had been practicing for over a year. 

       We arrived a little after noon and starting setting things up and wanted to do a sound check. The stage was crowded this year.

       Rob and Sugars drums were set up in each corner at the back and my keyboard along with Parker's were between. And the front was left for the strings.

      The kegs arrived ‘12’ to start and people filled the field about five. It had been on the CB and even people from Canada; along with everybody who had a CB on the I-5 corridor were pouring in.

       A match was put to the bon fire and we all got in the mood. Three runs for kegs were made that night and Banner mad a butt load of money.

      We started with ‘Let’s Live for Today’’ by the Grass Roots. This was something that Rob could do lead vocals and still play the drums. I was so proud of him.

       He had dressed in white pants with a matching snow white shirt unbuttoned half way down; a purple, undone, tie hanging and moving off to the sides and the single gold chain around his neck; black onyx with inlayed gold initials and the key sliding back and forth on his chest.   

       It had taken a couple years but Rob had become confident in his voice, but always enjoyed singing with me rather than taking lead. He sounded great and everybody loved it.

       Next came, ‘Happy Together’ by the Turtles. This song allowed all the strings to play and I took the lead vocals; changing some of the lyrics. I played gaiter and Park backed me up on the keyboard; Rob on the drums.

       It had become almost impossible to sing without looking at Robby. He held a constant smile and his colors were something that only I saw. I felt sorry for everybody who couldn’t see them. I know the same thing happened to me. It was hard to hide. 

       Tonight we were taking everybody on a journey back in time with old songs from our early teens. Next we did ‘The Killing of Georgie’ By Rod Stewart. This required everybody playing. I started singing and my eyes closed as I grew more comfortable.

       I’m not sure if a more powerful story has ever been put to medley. The song was still a little controversial, but what the fuck. It was a story that needed to be told again at the time. And I wanted to tell it, in my own way.

       I was in black skin tight slacks, a snow white shirt with ruffles, black fringe, and a black bow tie untied and resting around my neck. This was the look of someone who had relaxed after wearing a tux all night but I didn’t make a spectacle like Rod had in his video back then.     

       We slowed it down and when the five hundred voices blended with mine to sing the choirs I sat on my stool in awe. I actually stopped singing to just watch and listen to the sea of people.                                    ***********************************************************

        I have said that music is the universal language; something that crosses boundaries and seems to be a thing that hearts share. I really didn’t expect this. And when we ended the thunderous applause was ground shaking.   

       Cindy had come to me in early July and shared she was pregnant. She hadn’t told Mike and wanted to do it with my help, ‘You’re Having My Baby’ by Paul Anka. And she wanted to join in as a surprise; her way of announcing.

      This was going to be great. I changed the lyrics up a little, ‘She’s having your baby’. Mike didn’t have a clue and really wasn’t paying much attention to what was going on; on stage. And I watched him.

      He turned and kind of locked eyes with me and I couldn’t hold back my smile. He recognized the switch in the lyrics and started looking for Cindy.

       At that moment she started singing from the side and it finally dawned on him. She sang to me but she was watching Mike out of the corner on her eyes.

         He looked at me; I nodded, and sang, “She’s having your baby” and pointed at him and continued.

        Cindy started again with her part and turned to Mike. I saw the tears in his eyes as those around him started to pat him on the back before we even finished.

      We got to the end and I had my arm around Cindy pulling her next to me and resting the side of my head against hers, “Are you going to make an honest woman out of her, Mike?” I asked.

        Cindy was crying and laughing at the same time and the 600 people erupted as she kissed my cheek and said, “Thank you, Ryan”.

      Mike got down on one knee and I saw him ask ‘Will you marry me’. And she nodded yes.

       Joyful tears rolled down my cheeks. I couldn’t have been happier for them and Rob had the biggest smile on his face. He was the only other person that knew.

       Now it was Robs’ surprise for Sugar. ‘The Ventures’ only had a few songs but what they did was great. We started with, ‘Pipe Line’ first, so us guys on the string could show our shit and we could save our voices; but the best was yet to come.

       Sugar knew nothing about this. We never rehearsed any of this shit with him but he was quick and tried to egg Rob on but he wouldn’t cave. We must have run through it five times.

      Rob had been working so hard and when we finished he moved right into ‘Wipe Out’. This is what Rob had been waiting for and he fuckin whaled.

       Sugar sat with his mouth open as Rob laid down all of his best shit. Sugar had no idea and just went with the flow through the first part.

       When the second part came Rob walked over and played on Sugars drums from behind and I saw the look on both their faces and then Rob took his seat back at Sugars old set, and laughed at him.

       Rob was giving Sugar a work out and sweat was flying like a sprinkler. This turned into dueling fuckin drums and we just kept doing the same lick over and over as the two of them pushed each other to the edge. It had to have been fifteen minutes.

      At the end Rob stood and clapped with his sticks and bowed homage to Sugar. The wet monster got up and lifted Rob off the stage and hugged him. Everybody went wild. I heard Sugar yell “I fuckin taught him all of this shit.” Who doesn’t love drums?

       Now it was our turn; ‘Just You and I’; by Eddie and Crystal. Rob and I had practiced this over and over; just the two of us singing to each other, but to sang to everyone else also. We had come to harmonize so… well together. Parker played for us.

       We truly brought out the best in ourselves. We extended the song out with some vocal acrobatics long enough to have wet eyes and at the time I thought we should make a fuckin album.

        In 1980, a stereo type of someone who was gay was a, little twink, who could pass as a girl; talked with a lisp and would drop to their knees to suck off any guy; gay or straight.

       Rob was such a beautiful young man but was masculine and never gave off that vibe. I was considered, a man’s, man; there was nothing feminine about either of us.

       We left the stage with everybody still clapping and screaming for more. When we got to the bottom of the stairs, there stood Cass. Her arms were open with the biggest smile; Rob and I each took a side.

       She kissed both of us and we kissed her back. She told us she loved us and we both squeezed her ass. “You two are so… fuckin hot, Chancellor’s!” she announced. “You’re both gonna get it.” And she gave us the biggest smile.

       We moved over by Mike and Cindy to congratulate them. Mike hit me on the shoulder and I apologized for knowing first. He put his arm around me; pulling me to the side, and just looked at me for a minute.

       “You guys really are great together, Hollywood.” he told me. And he hugged me. That was a first. Now that statement could have been taken many different ways but I understood what he was saying.

       Mike was the first to question my relationship with Rob years ago. He referred to it as doing the ‘Hershey highway’. I told him at the time if he said anything like that to Rob I would render him unrecognizable. And I would have.

        I guess Rob and I couldn’t hide what was obvious to every one else.

       What a night.

      We hit the stage again and Rob did ‘Unchained Melody’, and nailed it. He shared part of himself with his mother that night and everyone heard the emotion in his voice.

       I sat at the piano and harmonized with him as he sang for her. This was her song; the record she wore out and he fuckin nailed it.

       Next he did, ‘Lady’ By, Kenny Rogers. I played on the piano as he sang Kenny’s hit of 79. Rob loved Kenny and he nailed it again. He had the ability to do that thing Kenny could with his voice and he had grown to love the applause.  He was on one knee and sang to Cass. The little fucker. I couldn’t see his face but I could see hers. That smile said it all. He leaned down and she pulled the tie from his neck and wrapped it around hers.   

      Next I took my stool with guitar in hand and did, ‘Vincent’ By Don McLane. Rob and I sang every other line. I had been doing this song for years and everyone sang along.

       Now it was time to give the guys a break and I took the keyboard as they all left the stage. Rob and I had talked and this was something we both wanted to do.

        Rob pulled another mic as I started playing and he sat next to me. ‘The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face’. The Roberta Flack, edition.

       If you have never listened to the lyrics of this wonderful song it kind of told the story of firsts for us this time. The first time ever he saw my face. We could both remember it.

      The first time ever he kissed my lips, and the first time we ever lay together. These are moments that were etched in our memory; memories that would die with us again.

       By the time Rob started the first verse; Sugar had returned to the drums and used his softest touch with the biggest smile on his face.

Behind him came Parker to take his seat at the keys and he sang the most haunting fucking echo. He smiled at me and nodded.

        Before Robby finished the first verse, Chad, Conner, and Shirley had returned. And they tenderly accompanied us to the end. Rob sang just to me that night and I remembered the first day he saw me. I wish I had seen what he had.

      I did the second, and as he had done, I sang to him. Robby had taken my face in his hands so long ago and kissed me with such tenderness and love. The first time ever our lips came together. Funny the way you remember things. I saw the fifteen year old boy who was so much stronger than I.

       You could have heard a fuckin pin drop.

       We shared the last. Our voices grew louder and stronger as our passion erupted and silent tears flowed from our eyes at the memories.

       That night when we returned home from DC, in 77; he schooled me in the tenderness of love making. I could feel it like yesterday. And when he gave his body to me the next weekend I wanted to cry at the beauty.

       Everyone on stage turned to us. We had never intended for it to come off as it did. Smiles appeared on their faces and they just shook their heads in wonder.

       There seemed to be a long silence as the crowd had to take a minute to absorb what they had just witnessed.

       When it seemed we had bombed the applause started and slowly grew louder and louder. Rob and I were surprised at what we pulled from each other and in front of everybody I kissed his forehead.   

        We did her proud. And when we finished and attempted to leave the stage, Parker walked up and stood between us as we just looked out over the crowd. It was an embarrassing long time.

       Parker surprised us. “I love you guys so… fuckin much. You might as well put the icing on the cake,” as the others started playing. He knew what we wanted to sing.

       ‘If’ by Bread. Parker stayed between us and just swayed as Rob and I basically came out to over five-hundred people.

       He had his arms around both of us and would grab our necks and bonk our heads off his. If people hadn’t already been standing they would have been on their feet.

       There were so many who knew what Rob and I had been through this year and it just seemed we were enjoying life.

        We lay in bed that night; quiet and holding each other. How time flies. Tonight was a night that we would never forget and it played in our minds as we lay there.

       We met in our fields and planted all night. This is what we were; memories in fields of wheat that we shared and we visited them many times.  

       The next weekend we were going to spend three days on the boat. I never expected when Park asked if I would cover the gas it would cost me $950.00 dollars to fill up that gas guzzling pig; but what the fuck; it’s only money. And I was making a ton of it.

       I was so fuckin fortunate. Yes, I held a kings ransom, but I was also making a staggering amount for a twenty year old. In 1980 my salary at the time was $5000 a month and I sold about three truckloads a week to the tune of another two grand a week. And then there was what came in from the Gentleman.

       In 1980 I made well over a quarter of a million dollars. And that wasn’t my best year. I was twenty years old.

      Rob and I parked the 225 at the Gentleman and waited for them on the dock across the street. Park left early in the morning from Lake Washington to navigate the Law and Order through the locks and the 35 miles up the coast to where Rob and I were waiting in Mukilteo. He showed up at ten.

                                       From the Author

       I had purposely left this part out before my friends. Everything I had shared up to this point was the pure love of Robby and Ryan, and I didn’t want to tarnish our image. The picture of two sole mates that had been through so much is what was important to me at the time. 

       This particular weekend was a ‘one and only’ for us; a total sexual frenzy. I didn’t know it at the time but those bastards had set us up. 

       Rob and I had been together for three years and other than that one night with Parker, Rob and I had never shared with anyone. 

       That all changed on this weekend and it was unfair of me to leave it out before. I was kind of ashamed for letting it happen and didn’t want you to think less of us.

       Rob and I had been through so… much, but there was so much more; things we couldn’t do or show the other without help. 

       Please don’t judge my friends. Everything we experienced through all those years made us who we are, what we grew into, and our lives were better for it. *************************************   

         We could see this was going to be a wild three days when we boarded. We were kind of expecting a high time but really had no… idea.     We were welcomed aboard by Parker and Rick; half in the bag at ten in the morning and busting out of bitch shorts. And I don’t mean just filling them out; they were fucking busting out of them.

         Cass and Carrie were dressed in the skimpiest fucking bikini’s I had ever seen, along with and a girl named Wendy. And then there was Chad. Rob just looked at me.

       With the dingy attached to the back we headed to the fuel depot and I lit a fatty along the way; one of the twelve I had rolled. The pig just kept guzzling gallon after gallon.

       I yelled at Parker when it hit five hundred bucks and he assured me it would stop soon. What a fucking liar; he knew I was paying for the weekend and the fat pig was empty. That over grown whale carried four thousand pounds of fuel; ‘Five hundred fuckin gallons’. What a pig.

       “The galley and bar better be stocked, Bitch,” I yelled. “And we are not sharing a room with anyone at this price; understood?” I yelled to Parker.

        I looked up at him hanging over the rail. He stared at both of us with that mega watt smile, “I know we have enough jello and whipped cream for a slip and slide. What more do we need, Chance?” was his reply. I got another long look from Rob.

       “What’s the matter, Ryan?” I hear from Cass as she sauntered up behind us and slapped our butts.

        “Are you scared? Afraid we might jump your hot asses?” she questioned as she stood in front of us.

      I couldn’t believe it when she reached back and pulled the string to her top and let the sides flow free; only the string around her neck holding up the skimpy thing covering those lushes breasts and she walked to the back deck.

      I really should have fucked her years ago. I probably would have married her had Rob and I not found each other again. And I probably would have been husband number one of god knows how many.

       Not only was I getting a look from Rob now but I could hear him screaming like fuckin crazy in my head. Oh, shit!

       I looked at Rob and said, “We can have him drop us off if you want.” He shook his head no.

       Rob and I moved to the back of the boat to smoke more of the blunt I’d rolled. “Robby, we need to figure out just how we are going to handle this.” I stated. “I think we have been set-up and things might get a little carried away. I need to know what you want to do.”

       Rob looked at me with those blue eyes and he searched mine. “I will do what ever you want, Ryan.” He told me; half as a statement and half with fear.

       “Rob, I don’t want you to do what I want. Fuck; I don’t even know what I want! I think Cass, and maybe even Carrie, have plans to fuck us. Are you OK with that?” I asked. This was honestly something I never expected to ever ask him.

       “Rye, you know I have never been with anybody but you. And I am a virgin with a girl. I just don’t fuckin know. I love you… Ryan.” He finally said.

       “We need to sit down with everybody and set some ground rules.” I suggested. “Rob, can you separate love from sex? Can you take feelings out of the equation?” I asked.

       That is a hard question for anyone to answer. “I know you love me Jr.” as I reached for his hand and kissed it.

      “I know we are meant to be together. I know I love you and would never do anything to make you question you are the most important thing in my life.” This was a statement from my heart and he knew it was true.

       At that moment Cass picked the time to come back and she knelt between us. I held the joint to her lips and she drew a long drag and looked at both of us as she blew the smoke in our faces.

        She rested a hand on our crotches and gave both of us those blue, come fuck me, eyes. Fuckin eyes, again.

       “Chancellor's…” She started, with a long dramatic pause, wanting our full attention. Rob rested his hand on hers that was on my crotch and I rested mine on hers that was on his and we both smiled.

       “Cass,” I started. “Honestly, baby, I don’t think you understand.” I said as I brushed some hair from her face. She gave me a nod.

       “Parker, told me a little, Ryan. I do understand, but really Chancellor’s, you two are so fucking hot,” she stated. “We could just play a little,” she offered.    

       Rob and I both started to laugh as her hands moved a little more and we remembered the same words coming from her brothers’ mouth; and how that turned out.

       “Just because us girls fuck around together, doesn’t mean we don’t like these, we love them, actually. We share.” she announced as her hands squeezed a little. “I think we could show both of you a good time, if you’re up to it,” she finally said.

       She leaned over and gave both of us a loving peck on the lips and said, “Why don’t you think on that, Chancellor’s.” and she stood, turned around, tucked her thumbs in her bikini, flashed us her tan ass, and then walked away.

       Totally! I mean fuck me into tomorrow.

       Rob looked over and said, “We could tear her up, Ryan.” And he smiled at me. This really took me totally by surprise. I realized this man I loved was coming in too his own, and I think a few were going to realize that; Cass could be the first. God help them all.

       “What about Park? What about Rick and Chad? And then there is Wendy.” I asked.

       “No one will ever be inside me but you, Ryan,” he started. “I will never share myself like that with anyone else.” He confirmed.

        “I think I could have sex though. Just go with it. Have fun.” And an unfamiliar gleam in his eye showed it’s self.

       I knew he was serious; what we were to each other would never be shared. But I wanted him to experience sex; more than making love; if there is such a thing; the free unbinding feel of fucking, just plane fucking for the pleasure, either for himself or someone else.     

       After about an hour of talking and going over possible scenarios’ I said, “OK Jr. We will have fun. We won’t get jealous, we won’t make love, and this weekend is all about what feels good and fun. Yes?” and I saw him nod. “We’re good then?” I asked. And he nodded again. 

       “Should it be both of us?” I questioned. “It’s ok if that would bother you; something private you share with someone else. Would it make you feel better if I was with you, or would you rather be alone? I need to know, Robby.” I asked.

       “Let’s play it by ear, Rye; but I really do think we should tear Cass and Carrie up. Fuck, Wendy too.” he revealed.

        “I know we could.” He finished. And my dick twitched. Where the fuck was this coming from? I wasn’t sure he understood this could really happen.

       “Condoms, Rob.” I asked. “We don’t want to be dads.” I reminded.

       “Really Rob, we do not want to be dads.” I reinforced.

       “I don’t plan on Cuming anywhere that can make a baby, Ryan,” he assured me.

       “OK, well maybe just in case. I’ve never worn one before,” he said and kind of giggled. God that was fuckin hot, I thought.

       He never had. I was his first and never wanted a barrier between us and he didn’t either. We were faithful to each other and had been for three years.

      He had been mine for so long that it was hard to really comprehend the amount of time that had passed and how old he was now. I had just turned twenty and he was a two months from nineteen.

      But hiding in the back of my mind I always worried about girls.

      He was so fuckin hot and was hit on a lot. Hit on hard. He never gave me a reason; I never saw a longing look in his eyes, but it still crossed my mind from time to time.

       I guess now we would put those fears to rest and I couldn’t think of a better way for it to happen than with our friends.

       I hollered from the back to Parker, “Drop the anchor, Stud. We all need to talk.” And I felt the L&O start to drag; her fat, fuel soaked ass, coming to rest in the water.

       There was no anchor dropped and the Law and Order was adrift. We were about five miles out and all gathered on the back deck. It was noon and already closes to seventy-five.

       The sun was high in the sky as we all gathered chairs and loungers into a circle. And I put a match to two joints and sent one in each direction.

       “OK.” I started. “It appears we are going to play for a few days.” and I saw nothing but smiles. “Here are my rules, people. No, means no. Stop, means stop, and this one is not negotiable,” as I looked at the guys.

       “None of you are going to stick your big dicks in Rob. Are we clear?” the boys nodded.

       Rob looked at me with a questioning glance.

       “Ok guys, my ass either.” And they all nodded again and laughed.

       Then I asked, “Rubbers?” and Parker nodded saying he had a box of thirty six, then questioned if that would be enough. Oh fuck… OK; some planning went into this.

       Cass held up an oversized dildo and asked, “What about this, Chancellor’s?” as she ran her tongue up its length. I fuckin near fell over.

       I looked at Rob and his eyes were big. And then he shrugged his shoulders and smiled.

       I was really shocked now. We had never seen anything like that; let alone used one. It was a little intriguing though.

       We all sat and looked at each other; the boat softly rocking on the water; music in the back ground. I guess no one thought someone would lay it out like I had. Actually make rules.

       I leaned over and asked one last time, “You’re sure? We don’t have to do this, Robby.”

       I was in for the shock of my life that afternoon.

       He smiled and nodded yes. I thought as I took a hit off the joints that came at me from both sides just what to do. I stood up and dropped my cut-offs, just like that, letting them fall, and Robby followed my lead in a matter of seconds.

        No better way to break the ice. I think in most cases, he, or we, would have been modest, or at least a little shy, but it was gone. Rob stood smiling as big as I did. We had nothing to be ashamed off.

        We had started it and everyone followed suit. Parker and Rick were the first to show off their goods and I watched Cass and Parker share a look and a smile. I, fuckin, knew it.

       My eyes moved from face to face and saw tops from the girls drop and Chad unleashed his monster that any man would be proud to call his own as his cut-offs fell to his feet.

      Chad was twenty-one; 6’0 and about 185 pounds. His hair was a natural yellow white; curly and long, ‘Christopher Atkins like in blue lagoon’ and he was a surfer looking dude. And boy was he built.

       Honestly he was as hot; if not hotter, than the rest of us. ‘Not to sound conceded’ and until he dropped his shorts I never knew he was uncut.

       I hadn’t seen one before; well maybe one or two in school but this was different. We had played together, ‘music wise’ and socialized some, but I had never seen his dick. Rob and I were both kind of fascinated by it.  

       I knew this could change everything. Rob and I had been together for three years; honestly it was so much more than being together. He deserved this though; deserved the experience, the feel of a pussy or something other than me wrapped around his big dick.

       When I say Robby was good, I mean he was really good. He had stamina that surprised me many times and he could move his body in the most erotic ways. Like a snake, a dancer, or acrobat, and he could touch spots that seemed untouchable. He really never saw himself that way and I guess it was his love for me that brought it out in him.  

      His tool was big; ok, we were really close to the same size; a little under eight; not huge like Parker at a thick solid nine, but he would get hard as steel.

        I knew he could fuck those girls until they screamed and pussy juice flowed; or anybody for that matter; fuck knows he had done it to me more than once. And I wanted to watch; maybe even help.

       So I thought.

       I really didn’t want him to long for something he never had, and, as uncomfortable as it could be I was willing to live with the fallout.

        Again, so I thought.

       Cass was treating that dildo like a lolly pop and looking at us as she took just the head in her mouth and twisted it then rubbed it between her legs. She should have been a porn star. Things were moving way faster; like at lighten speed, than I ever expected.   

       All three girls were built; sizzling, fuckin, hot; each of them model material. Nice, firm, perfect tits; tight, flat, stomachs, and those ‘to die for’ asses. And each of them knew it. And Robby was getting his first eye full; it was truly a pleasure to watch. Ok, I liked it to.

       “Are you sure you’re ok, Rob?” I asked, knowing that shit was happening fast and his eyes were glued to Cass.

       “I’m good, Rye. Are you OK? Are you REALLY Ok?” He asked, like he knew something I didn’t; his eyes still on Cass and not looking at me once. And I nodded and smiled to the side of his head. “Then lets have some fun,” he announced as he picked up some sun tan lotion and walked over to Cass. Robby was all, fuckin, in.

       He stood in front of Cass and allowed her to eye his tan naked body before he straddled her legs, resting his not completely soft dick on her stomach, passing her the blunt, and she set the toy aside.

       This was like a rerun but the tables were turned. Cass had never seen Rob naked and it showed; she liked what she saw; everybody could see it.

       “Don’t want this beautiful body of yours to burn,” he stated with the biggest smile as he put some lotion in his hands. And I just watched. He was totally doing it and I almost laughed out loud.

       He rubbed it up her arms and shoulders; his eyes drinking in the beauty and feel of her body. He looked her in those pools of blue and I think they may have shared a moment.

       His hands slowly slipped down and over her bare breasts, resting for a moment to feel them; holding them in his hand feeling the weight and he pinched her fuckin nipples before sliding back enough to rub her stomach. This was too much.

       He was fucking with her just like she had with him so many times, but he was able to do it without getting hard; just that perfect heavy thickness, which I think impressed Cass. I, on the other hand, couldn’t help but bone up. What can I say?

       She reached up pulling his face to her lips kissing him as her arms went around his neck. He pulled away and smiled as he stood with his dick only inches from her mouth. He, was, loving, this; I could feel it. For a moment I think Cass was surprised, but she didn’t miss a beat.

       She cupped his shaved balls in one hand and his shaft in the other. “Smooth Robby, oh, and they’re so… big.” she complimented, and I saw her look at Carrie then she licked Robs’ nuts and up his heavy shaft before taking him in her mouth.

       My heart sunk at the sight and my dick went limp. I know I said I was ok with this but I really wasn’t ready to see it happen. I was going to have a panic attack and I had to get up and walk away.

       I went to the bar and grabbed the first thing I saw. I drank straight from the bottle and stood there. I was second guessing; fuck, I was third and forth guessing. Maybe this was a bad idea. I composed myself with a few more swallows and walked back out with the bottle still in my hand and sat down.

       Rob was about half hard and he leaned forward and fed it all to her as her hands grabbed his ass, but then he pulled back and looked at Wendy, who he had never met before. And another long pull off the bottle for me.

       Jesus Christ. It had been less than fifteen minutes and stupid, fuckin, me, was worried about him. It was going to be me that had the problem. I did my best to hide it. He was enjoying the wave and I didn’t want to kill it.  

       He climbed off and straddled her the same way he did Cass and repeated the same motions. There he sat between her legs; heavy dick resting on her crotch, lotion in his hands, and he smiled and said, “Hi, I’m Robby.” Tilting his head and giving her that million dollar smile, like she was his. “We don’t want this beautiful body of yours to burn either.”

       I was fuckin dying. I know my face was showing it and Cass caught my eye and shook her head no. She had kind of a knowing look; like what ever happened she knew the outcome would be ok. And then she gave me a smile and a wink.

       I looked back to Wendy and Rob. Where was this coming from? I had never seen anything like I was seeing in him now. Another draw off the bottle and I lit the roach.

       She reached up and put her hands on his chest and nodded yes as she smiled and her finger traced his scars. He looked over at Carrie and said, “You’re next.” with that smile and a positive tone. And then his hands found Wendy’s breasts.

       He rubbed her down and I saw a person I had never seen before. I didn’t know who he was. Something was missing though.

       He stood up like he did with Cass and let her admire him. He was so… full of himself. Colors like fireworks exploding all around him like nothing I had ever seen before.

       I couldn’t fuckin believe it when he reached back and roughly ran his hand up and down her crotch and said, “You’re so… wet.” and then moved to Carrie. I could have never in a million years been able to do that. I had no idea where this was coming from but he had me hard as a rock again.

       I saw Parker watching with a huge smile on his face. He wasn’t completely soft and he made eye contact with me and nodded. Rob was so full of confidence, all inhibitions’ gone; so forward, so brazen in his actions, and he had no fear of rejection. And he was so secure in himself. He was in control. My little virgin stud was gods’ gift.

       Parker left Rick on the bridge and came to sit by me. Rob was sitting between Carrie’s legs now and lavished on her the same attention he had with the other two. Even though he was grinding on the girls and had been sucked a little, he still wasn’t completely hard. What fuckin control.

       “He took this from me, you know, RJ,” Parker announced. And at that moment I recognized it. “He is so fuckin hot, Chance. You know those girls are going to fuck him sideways, don’t you? It’s gonna be fine Chance, he needs this, you both do.” He shared.

      I understood now. This was Park’s confidence, his raw sexuality pouring from Rob like water; part of the exchange they shared. And Rob didn’t even know. I took another long pull from the bottle and Parker looked at me.

       “Ryan.” He started. “You can’t let him feel it. Don’t let him see you like this, it will kill him if he thinks he is hurting you and you damn well know it.”

       “I thought I could, Parker. How fuckin stupid am I??? I had no idea it would feel like this or hurt so much,” I confided with tears filling my eyes.

       “Don’t make me slap you, Chancellor,” he said as he stood and sat between my legs blocking my view. “This is all about fun, RJ. It has nothing to do with love, and you know it.” But I was fuckin near ready to cry.

       He pulled my forehead to his and rested his arms on my shoulders. I could feel the tears roll down my cheeks and hoped Rob couldn’t. I knew Park was right; this had nothing to do with how Rob felt about me, but, insecurities I’ve always had were rearing their ugly head.

      I drew a little strength from Parker and he kissed the tears from my cheeks. “Chance; I’d let you suck my dick if it would make you feel better.” He offered with all his teeth showing.

       I couldn’t help but smile. “Really; you’d do that for me? ‘You’d ‘let me’ suck your dick? What a friend, Park.” I said as I squeezed his ass that was resting on my dick.

       As Rob was pulling his dick from Carries mouth, Parker stood, walked by, and slapped him on the ass, hard; which just about caused Carrie to chock as reflex pushed most of his dick in to her mouth and further?

       I could tell she liked the feel of that and her hands found his ass. She attempted to start a deep rhythm and Rob allowed it for a minute.

        Cass pulled off her bottoms and licked her hand than started rubbing it over her swollen pussy lips as she watched them.

       She picked up that slab and slid it back and forth before resting the big head at her opening. She had gotten someone’s attention.

       Rob gave Carrie one last long slow push and she took the whole thing then he pulled away; his dick almost totally hard now. He walked over and knelt down at the end of Cass’s lounger giving her his undivided attention. Her legs were spread, the big head glistening from her wetness, and she gave my boy a little show.

       Now I will be honest; I had slept with a few girls long ago but seeing the three of them in the sun showing off their bodies was something new to me also. It was dark with those other girls. And I surly never saw a girl use a toy, let alone one like that.

       Rob seemed to be mesmerized by her masturbating with that huge thing. Hell I was too. She was twisting it around and taking most of the head; all the while watching Rob.

       Everybody was watching her and Rob was in heaven; eyes glued to what was in front of him and I was trying to ride his wave of excitement.

       I could’ve slapped my forehead when she raised it to her mouth and licked over it and handed it to him like it was something other than what it was; as she spread her legs further apart.

       She smiled and nodded then pulled those wet lips apart and nodded again. An offer that I don’t think many; if any, had ever gotten, and I watched as some sort of auto pilot kicked in and he did what he thought was the natural thing to do.

      He took it and rubbed the big head over her wetness; the tip finding the opening and Cass moaned. He watched her; her stomach, her eyes, and her hands going to those perfect breasts.

       The toy was good sized; maybe ten inches long and a little bigger than a toilet paper roll but got thicker at the base.  

       Personally, I had never seen anything so big. Rob was tentative but Cass opened herself a little more and Rob twisted; the head disappearing as her legs spread further apart. And a surprised look grew on his face.

       I’m not sure who was getting off on this more but Rob was steel hard and I could see personal wetness on the end of his dick and his colors now surrounding both of them.

        Robby started moving it up and down, twisting, pushing and pulling, and over the course of a minute or so he fed her another two inches. Cass now had almost a quarter of that thing in her pussy; not much room for anything more; or so I thought.

       I could swear Rob was drooling as he pulled it all the way out and pushed back in, feeding more and more with each stroke until about five inches had disappeared. When Cass reached down and started rubbing her hands and fingers around it and his hands then further down and over her tight little ass hole; I was ready to cream myself.

       Rob took the challenge and pulled the toy out and rubbed that big wet knob hard back and forth across both holes. I fuckin near died when he leaned down and started tonguing her open pussy and ass; his own tight ass and hole on display to everybody.     

      Her hands went to the back of his head as she threw her own back and pulled as she cried out, “Yes. Oh, fuck, Robby, yes.”

       All I could think of was what I had told him years ago about not fucking something you wouldn’t eat first and I was pretty sure he was going to feed his dripping dick to her hungry pussy any minute.

       Rob pulled his wet face back and leaned forward and kissed her. It was a kiss that made my heart hurt but I tried to push it down. There was tongue, moaning, and I feared more. I had to walk away again. Rob was so focused he didn’t feel or notice, and I think that hurt just as much.

       I never thought about the other stuff. My mind thought about fucking but there is so much more than that. Kissing, tonguing and tasting, and little things like long looks.

       And then there were things like; that brush of the hair and intimate shit. She cupped his cheek and ran her thumb across it and under his eye. I knew they cared for each other; it had been three fuckin years and she covered for us and Carrie had too.  

      Parker came down the salon stairs walking towards me and I turned as he caught me but I pulled away and rejoined the show just in time to see Robby pull back.

       He reintroduced that toy and this time he truly fucked her with it. Within a couple dozen strokes he was giving it all to her; twisting it back and forth with each insertion and exit.

        Cass was going fuckin wild; thrusting down each time he pushed in; the toy damn near disappeared along with most of Rob’s hand. I took another pull off the now half empty bottle.

       Rob went deep, real deep, and used short fast strokes then would go long using every inch just as fast as Cass could take it. These were his moves. Moves I told him about when he was fifteen. I could feel him, could hear him, and he was truly fucking her with all the passion I had ever seen in him as if it was his own dick making her scream.

       This was so… fucking… hot. It was. But I really wasn’t ready for what happened. I had never seen anything like the live sex show the two of them were putting on. Carrie; who was standing at Cass’s side watching, kissed Rob, and then leaned down and started sucking on her nipples.

       I had lit the roach again hitting off it and taking another pull off the bottle that I didn’t even know what it was and tried to enjoy the show. Rob was thrusting with his wet dick as Wendy knelt next to him and ran her hand down his sweaty ass and grabbed his balls from behind and pulled. She had found my boys weakness and he let her know. He couldn’t help it. And she pulled harder.

       I hear from above. “What the fuck, people. That’s my little sister you sick bastards. Robby! What the fuck are you doing?” Parker asked, sounding offended and surprised. And Cass’s middle finger flashed in his direction and Rob didn’t respond.

       Rob’s body was truly fucking her now; I recognized all his moves, but the only connection was that toy. Cass was screaming and moaning as he worked her over with that thing and Wendy who had knelt behind him; one hand fondling his shaft; the other pulling his nuts. What a fuckin display! But I felt a sense of fear and I knew if Rob looked at me he would see it. But he never did.

       It was like he didn’t even notice Wendy, or me, for that matter; he was oblivious to everything. He was lost in the fuck of Cass and that toy disappearing into her body. This was his body though; I could feel it, could see it all through his eyes, and his thrusts and moves were like it was him making her scream and it was.

       Rob grew more intense, the way he would; way more aggressive; the toy disappearing and reappearing faster; wetter each time. Cass was sweating, her head rolling back and forth, eyes closed, and her hands on Rob’s helping; driving that thing in harder; real hard.

       Chad walked over and dangled his mostly hard un-cut dick in front of her face and waited to see what would happen. Both her and Rob just looked at it and smiled. And then he leaned in closer and she took it in her mouth. Ok, now I was a little jealous. I would have let her suck my dick. Hell, at the time, I would have sucked Chad off myself.

       Parker had come back down and sat next to me to watch the show. ‘Fuck; it was his sister; but who are we to judge, my friends? It was 1980, for Christ sakes.’ This was the hottest thing I had ever seen and it was Rob. He was a fuckin machine and I knew he was all mine, ok, maybe on loan for the weekend.

       Parker reached over and took me in his hand and rubbed his thumb over the wetness spewing from my head and stroked it twice; I think unconsciously. And I held the joint to his lips. 

       “He is going to make her cum big time, Chance,” he told me; like it was something I didn’t know. And he pumped me a few more times.

       So here we were; Robby, feverishly fucking Cass with a ten inch dildo. Carrie, sucking on Cass’s nipples, Wendy, behind Rob fingering and jacking him at the same time, and Chad’s, un-cut dick now dangling in Rob’s face. That was too much and I tried to get up but Park grabbed my arm not knowing what I was going to do and shook his head ‘NO’.

       “FUCK YOU” and I stood up. Parker thought I was going to kill Chad; and I wanted to, but didn’t.

       I had to look away as Rob took that uncut slab into his mouth but I was trying to push my anxiety to the back of my mind. I am sorry, but; MY FUCKIN GOD, PEOPLE; we had only been on the water four hours and Fuck.

       I walked back into the salon with Parker on my heels. Something I had never thought of was what this weekend could cost in other ways than money.

       I was shaking, my heart was breaking, and the thing I loved the most about my Robby; the innocents he possessed; the purity and sweet naive innocents of my sixteen year old soul mate was dying.

       I could feel it like a life force slipping away, something that would be gone; never to return; and it was me that caused it to happen; allowed it to happen. I still hate myself and morn its loss every day.

         I stood at the doors and watched. Things exploded. Juice literally sprayed from Cass all over Rob and she screamed as he kept ramming her. Rob erupted as Wendy continued to jack him with his slippery cream making him squirm; his, fuck of Cass making him scream, just like she did.

       Chad thrust back into Rob’s mouth with his hands on his shoulders holding him as he came, and I fuckin felt it and had to close my eyes as I raised the bottle to my lips again. Rob took it all but never swallowed and let it run from his mouth, down his chin, and on to his chest. He always liked to control his suck but he let Chad set the pace. I was surprised.

       OH, JESUS, FUCKING, CHRIST!!! We should all go to hell. Parker looked at me,” Can I suck you, Ryan?” he asked. I just looked back at him. “Please Ryan? I want this so… much,” he finished with wet eyes. And I nodded yes.  

       He wasted no time and dropped to his knees taking me in his mouth; giving me what he thought I wanted at the time. I had consumed half a fifth in half an hour and my head was spinning. All I wanted to do was drown the sounds and forget the things I had seen, and I let him suck a quart from me in only seconds as Rick shot over the rail.

       Parker kept sucking my dick hard through my orgasm and he creamed without me touching him just watching the show and sucking me.

       Rick was still jacking his slab at the same pace as everybody else. I am sorry my anonymous friends; I can’t even describe this sexual, fuckin, frenzy.

       Wendy’s hand was full of Rob’s seed that she rubbed across his scars and chest; what hadn’t sprayed on Cass and the toy, and Rob twisted that slab a few more times before pulling it out, holding it up triumphantly, and asking, “Who’s next?” I wanted to fucking die. Just throw me overboard and let the fish eat me.

       My fuckin god, I really don’t know what else to say. It was only two in the afternoon and it was obvious Rob was going to make the best of this weekend.

       My soul mate who was innocent no more, had just pleasured three women and a guy; ok, one woman and a guy, but the other two got off on it too. Fuck, all of us got off. Cass pulled him down and kissed him hard and said, “I’m not done with you, Robby.”

       With a smile he said, “I think you need to rest a little, big sister; I’m not going anywhere. And I’m not done with you either.” And he set that huge thing down and came over and straddled me.

       His chest was soaked with Cass juice; his cum mixed with Chad’s, and sweat glistening on his body.

       He pulled my forehead to his and asked again, “You’re sure you’re ok?” as he ground his tight ass on my wet dick; his still dripping and half hard. “Is it supposed to smell like this?” he asked.”

       “Well, I can’t speak to the smell of Chad, but yes, that is what a girl smells like. Some are way worse than that.” I shared.

       “You’re ok, then?” he asked again.

  I lied. “I’m sure, you fuckin machine.” I replied and I kissed him. “Someone is going to get it later.” I promised. It almost made me sick to taste both of them on his lips but I think I hid it well.

       “You’re telling me?” he replied.

       Maybe it was more than a kiss; a seal to what we had entered into when we boarded the yacht. “Are you having fun, Rob?” I asked. And he nodded yes. “Then we are good. I love you.”

       After a long look he stated, “You’re getting fuckin hammered, Rye. Are you sure you’re ok? You never drink from the bottle. It’s vodka for Christ sakes.” He said, looking at the near empty bottle at my side and me in surprise.

       “It’s just harder than I thought, but I’m good,” I confessed, wanting to cry. He honestly was everything to me. He was more than money; more than any possessions, and more than I could have ever hoped for. Watching him come in to his own like this was painful but was priceless at the same time.

       The girls had all stripped completely and headed to the galley to make a late lunch. I think they were going to do a little more than that. Parker piloted the pig in to a cove off a small uninhabited island and set the anchor.

       Us guys were sitting on the back deck smoking a bowl of hash and killer bud; all of us still nude. Rob was between my legs laying back on me with his head on my chest. And we started talking about the show that ‘Rob, the fuckin stallion’ and Cass, put on earlier and the topic of the toy came up. You couldn’t have wiped the smile off his face.

       I had made the comment that I thought it was huge and both Park and Chad bragged they had taken cocks that big, and bigger. I couldn’t help it and called both of them on it.

       I grabbed my wallet and pulled out a hundred dollar bill, threw it on the deck, and said, “This goes to any guy that can take that toy up his ass,” Parker and Rob stood up at the same time. OH NO.

       I was surprised to say the least and Rob made it to the discarded slab before Parker. “Really, stud.” came from Parkers’ mouth, with a look over his shoulder at me. I would have had to put my foot down if Rob was going to give it a try.

       Rob smacked it a couple times in his hand like it was a bat then pulled it length ways under his nose. He stared Parker down, licked that slab and said, “Smells like your sister, Parker. Tastes like her too.” And then bounced it off his forehead and laughed.

       Now that was fuckin funny. No. I mean it was real funny; I could have pissed myself and we all wound up rolling around on the deck laughing our bare asses off with Rob and Parker wrestled for the toy.

       Rob won and asked, “Want help with this, big boy. I never thought you would be next;” a sly look in his eyes. I was really fuckin shocked now. And when Parker sat in the same lounger Cass had and spread his legs, everybody stopped laughing.

       “Someone better get the lube,” Parker demanded, and we all looked at each other.

       “Your sister didn’t need lube, Park,” Rob teased, bonking him again on the forehead and laughing.

       “She would have if you had been shoving it up her ass, Squirt.” He said. “Now, are you going to find the lube?” Parker looked at him and said, “Yes, she can take it in the ass if that’s what you’re thinking. And don’t even try hitting me with that thing again, shithead.” I couldn’t help but smile.

       Rick was on the hunt; he wanted to see this, and honestly I was kind of looking forward to it myself. Everything was spinning; I had drank way… too much, way too fast. Rick appeared a minute later with a huge jar of Vaseline and handed it to Rob. That got all of our attention.

       Parker pulled Rob up so he was sitting on his lap and pulled his head down so they were cheek to cheek. I don’t know what they were saying to each other but after a minute Rob pulled back and kissed him.

       Parker took the grease from Rob and put a huge glob on his tight hole and set it on the deck.

       “You going to loosen me up first, stud, or are you just going to tear, little old me, in two?” he asked looking at Rob. We all moved a little closer.

       My man surprised me again when he set that thing down and took Parker’s dick in one hand and slid his thumb up his ass and pulled everything together with the same hand. Now we were all rearranging our chairs for the best view to the show that was about to start.

       Rob didn’t miss a beat and replaced his thumb with two fingers and after fucking Parker with two he quickly introduced a third and really went to work loosening him up; taunting him the whole time. Rob looked at me, smiled, and then winked as he added his little finger to the mix.

       Things had moved to a whole new level and by the time Rob retrieved the monster. He pulled all four fingers and part of his hand from Parker and started twisting the head of it around Parker’s hole.

       If I would’ve had a bucket list back then I don’t even think I could have thought this shit up, but if I could have, this would have been at the top.

      Rob twisted and pushed then twisted some more. “You can’t take this Parker,” Rob taunted. “Or are you just not trying?” he finally questioned. A smile shared between them. Ok, between all three of us.

       Parker spread his legs further apart and challenged Rob. “Do I need to do it my self, Squirt?”

       “Oh… Is that how it’s going to be Park?” Rob questioned as he pushed hard enough for the head to disappear causing Parker to take in a deep breath.

       Rob didn’t give him any time and let it pop out and then rammed it back in again adding about an inch of shaft. Park was breathing a little faster now and Rob pulled it back out and reintroduced it with a little more vigor. Rob was in awe of Parker, but he shared it with him. And I could hear him in my head, “I can take anything he can, Rye.”

       We were all complimenting Park on his ass stretch when Rob pulled it out and ran half the thing back into him real slow and let go. That fake dick didn’t move; Parkers’ ass was wrapped around it so tight he couldn’t push it out and then Rob slapped it and watched it bounce up and down; causing Parker to squirm. And Rob laughed at him.  

       “I don’t think you’re as tight as your sister Parker,” Rob said nonchalantly and we all laughed. Now that was down right mean. And Rob twisted the thing in a complete circle.

       “You need to help me Parker,” he said. “I really don’t want to hurt you; so if you want to say uncle, I will stop.”

       Now that was really the wrong thing to say because Parker wasn’t going to let him get away with that. He was pissed with lust for that monster and Rob was going to fuck him and he was going to take it just like Cass did. “You fuckin pussy,” he said to Rob. “You don’t have enough balls to hurt me. And you never will.”

       OK. When you are on that end of a dildo the size of this one I don’t think you should be calling the person on the other end a pussy. Rob didn’t either. He put his hand back down and twisted it again and pulled it out only to shove it back in three quarters of the way and started to truly fuck him with it. “You can say stop anytime Parker.” He reminded, in a soft soothing voice.

       “PUSSY” came from Parker’s mouth. And that was the last understandable thing he said.

       Rob fucked him into next week with that thing. Rick got down and started sucking Parker as Rob used all ten inches on him. Both of them were sweating and the cheerleaders came up to see what was going on.

       Rob was close to three quarters hard again and before I could get to his cock Carrie crawled between his legs on her back and started sucking Rob with urgency. And he gave it all to her. Again, I was a little jealous but Rob fucked her mouth until she had tears running down her cheeks. I couldn’t help but smile. I’d been there before myself.

       Parker seemed to be adjusting well when Cass and Wendy pulled Carrie by the legs from under Rob and Wendy crawled under and picked up where Carrie left off.

       Rob was now fucking Wendy’s mouth with as much force as he was fucking Parker and she was not only taking it but wanting it harder; both her hands on his ass.

       He fed her just the way he liked it. Slow in; all the way in, and slow out, until just the head was on her tongue, Then he upped the speed riding her face harder and deeper than I thought possible.

       His hardness was perfect. Hard enough to push that last two inches in but soft enough to bend to the angle. He was getting into the force of the fuck and Wendy wanted it all and more. And he gave it to her; I loved it when he would do this to me.

       I knew something that no one else knew. Not only did Rob have stamina but after his first load it took more than just sucking him to pull the second one out and I hoped I was the only person to do that.

      Parker was being worked over from both ends; his huge dick thrusting into Rick’s mouth and throat as his now not so tight ass rode that toy.

       Cass straddled Wendy behind Rob and she started sucking his ear and was saying something that caused him to smile and throw his head back onto her shoulder. I had no idea what she was saying but Rob was getting a kick out of it.

       Rob pulled back far enough that his dick came out of Wendy’s mouth and he ground his balls into her lips. Her mouth opened and she seized one of his oversized nuts and I could tell she was sucking hard just the way he liked it and Cass’s hand found his shaft.

       Rob was now just holding that huge fuck stick and Parker was doing all the work. Rick had positioned himself over Parker’s face and was feeding his dick to him; you could see it bulge in his throat.

       Carrie had come over and knelt between me and Chad and started jacking us. When she turned her ass to me and started sucking Chad I ran my hand down from behind a few times and pushed three fingers into her dripping fuck hole.

       So; here were where again. Rob was now fucking Parker in the same fashion he did his sister barely an hour ago. Wendy was between Robs’ legs giving his big balls a work out. Rick was feeding Parker his dick and trying to get Parks’ in his mouth at the same time.

       Cass was jacking Rob, I could tell she was squeezing hard and grinding on his ass with her still gapping and wet pussy; all the while sucking and talking in his ear.

       I had started to help Carrie with her suck of Chad by using one hand to jack him; pulling the skin back exposing that big purple head to her suck while the other was giving her a rough fuck with three fingers in her wet puss and my thumb deep in her ass.

       Jesus Christ, people. The sun was still high in the sky, testosterone and estragon had creating a fog over the yacht and I was beginning to fear round three. And hoping the spins wouldn’t make me puke.

       Carrie was riding my hand now and she pulled off Chad turning and taking me in her mouth as I continued jacking that uncut piece of meat.

       Rob had slid up a little further and Windy now had her tongue in his ass and he was riding her face and fucking Cass’s tight grip with his head thrown back on her shoulder as she upped the speed.

       Chad and I locked eyes as he rested one hand on mine to slow me down and the other on the back of Carries’ head to encourage her to take it all. And he nodded at me with a smile.

       I looked over at the others; Rick unable to reach Parkers’ dick and Rob took it in his hand to jack him at the same speed as his fuck with that toy. Wendy’s hand was now between Cass’s legs and she was rubbing back and forth hard.

       It seemed that we all started to moan at the same time; those of us with nothing in our mouths a little louder. Chad moved my hand a little faster and increased his speed on Carries’ head.

       Rick took over for Rob and started jacking Parker harder and faster and Robby reached around behind him to grab Cass between the cheeks and pulled as his hand ran across her tight little hole. And I was desperately trying to control the spins.

       Parker was over the moon and rode that fake dick hard. Rob was thrusting his dick into Cass’s hand all the while sliding his ass across Wendy’s mouth and tongue.

       Chad was getting close from my stroking and I was about ready to blow in Carrie’s mouth. Parker reached up and held Rick’s ass pulling on him hard and his bulging throat swallowed around him as both of them came.

       Chad seemed to know; he held Carries’ head down and I came deep inside her at the same time he exploded in my hand. Carrie started to moan louder around my dick and Chad upped the speed of her fuck and I felt her squirt on my hand and I thought she might break my thumb with her ass.

       Lots of heavy breathing followed. I looked around seeing double and saw Cass lean around enough to kiss Rob. He was really the cleanest of us all. Cass had been using one hand to Finger and rub Carrie and she was the last to be pushed over the edge.

       The toy was still firmly planted in Parker; nobody holding it and Parks’ ass refused to let it go. Chad had cum all over his chest and Windy had mine running off her chin and onto her tits.

       Fuckin Parker shot his huge load up his chest and into Rick’s hair because Rick had pulled out of Parkers mouthy to kiss him after he shot across Parks face and into his hair before their lips could make contact.

       I was getting the spins bad as Windy reached taking both Chad and me in her hands and started stroking us with cum as lube trying to get us hard again. We both put a hand on hers to let her know we needed to rest a little.

       “Ok Parker, you might be as tight as your sister,” Rob complimented as he gently pulled that slab from his ass and leaned his head back against Cass’s cheek and gave it a kiss.

       “You just wait Robby,” she said. “I will show you tight later,” and slapped his ass as she got up.

 From the Author:

       This was epic. Lust and raunchy sex had only just begun, and what is to come may disappoint you, or, through your wisdom, you will see how every experience in our life brings us to where we are right this minute. 

       Without them, who really knows where we would be right now. It was the first day into our three day cruse. That night, the next morning and the following afternoon are all chapters of there own. 

       I need to know, people; are you still interested? I have been honest with you; have shared thing that maybe most would have kept to themselves; but I had my reasons.

 I will tell you this; Rob and I fucked everybody on that boat. Cass got us individually and as a team and the other two girls got more than they bargained for taking all five of us early on the third day. 

       FYI. As soon as we docked Rob and I drove to Seattle and bought ourselves a toy of our own. OK, we bought two.

       Now it is up to you. Share, rate, and comment. Like I said, “it is the least you can do.”