Ron’s Perspective
It was Saturday morning, and we were playing ball at the park. It wasn’t B-ball we were playing today. It was baseball. It was ninety-five degrees and only ten o’clock, way too hot for basketball. We had a full field of players which ranged from ten to fifty-five years old, both guys and girls. It was the weekend before July 4th weekend. July 4th was on a Friday this year, so it would be a three-day weekend for those who had jobs or were attending summer classes. Mom and dad had invited me to my uncle’s cabin for the weekend, but I wasn’t sure that’s what I wanted to do yet. It would be mom and dad, along with my uncle. I could probably invite someone else. Maybe I should ask Tony, but how would Evan react to that? It was the seventh inning and we were about to take the field. I heard Jenny’s voice from the bleachers, “Gooo, Evan! No hitter, Ron!” Then another female voice, “Shut em out, Ron!” It was Jenny’s sister Susy. I was pitching. Evan was on first base. My dad was in center field, and Tony was covering 2nd base. Bobby was on the other team playing 3rd base. It was a neighborhood pickup game. I was trying to take it easy on the younger kids, so I was throwing softer to them and mostly giving them soft balls, over the plate. When they did hit them, they were usually picked up and thrown to first base before the kid got there anyway. I felt badly that we left the field still up six to nothing, so when we walked in to get ready for our eighth inning batting order, I talked to the guys and told them, “Hey, we need to give the kids a break. Let them get on the field, but don’t be obvious. Sometimes if you give a kid a little confidence, it gives them the courage to work harder. That’s what my dad did for me. At first, I didn’t see it. I thought I was really doing it, and it made me feel good. It incentivized me to work harder. I look back on that now and really appreciate it.” I then glanced at my dad, and he was looking at me with a huge proudful smile, “I thought you never figured it out, Ron, but yeah, I thought it might give you the little push you needed.” I smiled at dad, “It worked. Thanks, dad.” Bobby’s brother, Ralph, who was our left fielder said, “I think that’s a lit idea. I think Bobby used to do that with me sometimes, though he hardly ever complimented me when I took a base or sank a shot, he would act surprised when I did.” I just smiled and said, “Your big brother doesn’t want to let you know how proud of you he is. He has your back, Ralph.” Ralph smiled with pride. We did slack off for the kids for the last two innings, and when the game ended, the final score was nine to five and all the kids had smiles on their faces. I think everyone did.
After mom and dad left, I stayed with the guys when Bobby asked, “What’s everyone’s plans for next week?” Tony said, “My parents are going to New York to celebrate at Times Square. I told them I’d pass.” I thought that might give me the opportunity to ask him to come with me to the cabin, but Bobby then said, “We should go camping.” Evan said, “I can’t. I already agreed to take Jenny to see the fireworks Friday night, and we’re going to her aunt and uncle’s on Sunday.” Bobby then asked, “What about you two?” Tony replied, “I’m interested. How about it, Ron?” I thought about it for a moment. I thought about what me and Tony would be able to do with my parents and uncle around at the cabin. We also might not be able to do much while camping with Bobby there. I figured I’d see what Tony thought about it, “My parents are going up to the cabin with my uncle. They asked if I wanted to come along, so I thought about asking if you wanted to come along.” Tony said, “It sounds like fun, but I wouldn’t want to leave Bobby alone all weekend. I don’t know.” Bobby said, “Yeah, I guess the master bedroom would be taken and leave you the smaller bedroom.” I said, “You know what, I’m in. Let’s go camping.” Evan said, “It sucks that I can’t go with you, but I can’t back out on Jenny.” Bobby said, “Yeah, I’m sure her dad wouldn’t like it either.” Evan didn’t comment on Bobby’s remark, but I could tell it irked him. Evan then go up and said, “I’ll catch you guys later” then walked over to the bleachers where Jenny and her sister were sitting.
Tony’s Perspective
We had just played a fun game of baseball with parents and younger kids. Me, Ron, Bobby and Evan were sitting on the grass in the outfield talking. Bobby asked if we wanted to go camping next weekend. Friday was July Fourth, so it would be a three-day weekend. Evan already had plans with Jenny, so he couldn’t go. Ron said he was planning to ask me to join him, his parents and uncle to his uncle’s cabin, which would be fun, but I didn’t want to leave Bobby out. I was glad Ron said he’d rather go camping. It will be fire! I hope we go to the place Ron took me. We could show Bobby the cave. I hope that bat isn’t there this time. Then again, I wouldn’t mind seeing Bobby’s reaction to seeing it. Speaking of Bobby, I should have another talk with him. Somehow, I need to convince him to let Ron know about his sexuality concerns and that Ron would be ok with it. Maybe Ron and I could help Bobby explore his sexuality further, that is if Ron would be willing. How can I ask Ron about that though when I swore to keep Bobby’s secret? My thoughts were interrupted by Ron, “Hello! Earth to Tony!” I asked, “What? Sorry, I was thinking about something.” Bobby laughed, “Having a conversation with that guy that lives in your head again?” They both laughed. I couldn’t help smiling. Then Ron repeated his question, “Ready to head down? While you were on cloud nine, Bobby and I were discussing what we needed to bring. Let’s go down to my house and make a list of what we need and who’s bringing it.”
When we got to Ron’s, we went up to his room and began making a list. Ron’s parents were in the shower. We had already written down what we knew we needed, when Ron put the pen and pad down, “I’ll be back in a few minutes. My parents should be through with their shower. I want to let them know that I’m going to go camping instead of going up to the cabin with them.”
After Ron headed downstairs to talk to his parents, Bobby said, “I can’t wait for next weekend!” I said, “I know, right. It’ll be fire! Hey, I think maybe you should tell Ron what you told me.” Bobby looked at me questioningly, “What do you mean?” I figured he knew what I meant, but I decided to spell it out, “You know, about what happened the other week after swim practice, and your concerns about your sexuality.” Bobby looked at me like I was insane, “Are you fucking nuts?!! Right before we go camping! It might ruin the whole thing, Tony! Why would you want me to do that?” I said, “I don’t think it will ruin anything. I think Ron will take it just fine. I’m sure he’ll understand.” Bobby looked worried, “Understand what, that I’m a fag?” I said, “No. Ron’s not like that. Fuck, look at what we’ve been doing together. You think Ron would be bothered that you’ve taken things further? I’m sure he wouldn’t be.” Then Bobby whispered, “We did it again.” I asked, “What?” Bobby replied in a hushed voice, “After swim practice. We did it again.” I grinned, “You mean that other swimmer gave you another blowjob?” Bobby said, “Yeah, but that’s not all.” He had my full attention, “Oh, yeah?” Bobby said, “I hope you don’t get grossed out.” I couldn’t help grinning, “Try me.” Bobby said, “He kissed me” then he waited for my reaction before adding, “I blew him too.” I’m sure my eyes went wide as I grinned, then asked, “So, did you like it?” Bobby grinned, revealing his answer before he even said anything. Then I asked, “So, do you think you’re gay or just bi? I still think you should tell Ron.” Before Bobby replied, we heard Ron’s voice as he began coming up the steps, “Tell me what?” Bobby gave me a horrified look and I just shrugged. As Ron came into the room, he looked at us and asked again, “Tell me what?”
Bobby’s Perspective
I couldn’t believe Tony was trying to get me to tell Ron right before our planned camping trip. What if he freaked the fuck out and cancelled on us? Fuck, maybe Tony would bail too and go with Ron to the cabin. Tony did have a point though; we had been doing some gay shit lately. I mean how many completely straight guys circle jerk on a cookie, then eat it? That has to be a little bit gay, at least on some level. Then again, maybe Ron will get pissed and think that what we’d been doing led me to think I’m gay. Then I spilled my guts to Tony and told him about what happened after swim practice this past Tuesday. I was surprised when I finished and he was grinning, then asked me if I liked giving Chad a blowjob. Fuck, Tony’s a good friend. Ron must have heard Tony saying I should tell him. Fuck! Now Ron is asking for the second time, “Tell me what?” Fuck! Tony quickly said, “I was telling Bobby about the cave. He was saying he’d like to see it. Can we go to that same spot to camp?” Tony came to my rescue. Tony’s not a good friend; he’s a great one. Ron smiled and said, “Sure, we can camp there. I’m sure Bobby will like it and the cave.” Tony then asked Ron, “Are your parents ok with you going camping instead of going up to the cabin with them?” Ron replied, "Yeah, they’re ok with it.” Ok, here goes, hope I’ll live through this, “Uh, can we sit down?” They both looked at me. I think Tony knew. Ron said, “Sure.” He sat down in the chair and, Tony and I sat on the sofa. I began, “I appreciate the lifeline you threw me, Tony, but here goes. Ron, the cave isn’t what Tony was asking me to tell you. I’m not sure, but I think I might be gay.” I then told him about my two encounters with Chad after swim practice. I didn’t mention the encounter with Kevin and Scott. I didn’t want to out them. I finished with, “So, if you want to back out of the camping trip, I’ll understand.” When I was done, I looked for Ron’s reaction. He stood up, his face expressionless. He said, “Stand up.” I was scared shitless. I was sure he was going to punch me out. I stood up, shaking like a leaf. Suddenly, Ron wrapped me in a tight hug and said, “Thanks for confiding in me, Bobby. You can trust that I won’t tell anyone else.” Fuck, I was so relieved. I hugged him back, then thought he might get the wrong idea, so I slacked off on hugging him back. He continued to hug me for a few more seconds. When he broke the hug and stepped back, he was smiling at me, and said, “Well, that explains a few things.” My brain went to the time we were in the shower together and my bone wedged between his perfect butt cheeks. I felt my face heat up. I said, “Well, I’m going home to get a shower.” Ron asked, “You’re coming back afterward, right? We have to finish the camping list. We both need to get a shower too.” I smiled, “Sure, I’ll be back later, and Ron, thanks, thanks a lot. You’re a good friend.” Ron smiled back, “You’re a good friend too, Bobby.” As I got downstairs, Ron’s mom said, “Boy, you look happy.” A white lie, “Yeah, thinking about camping next week. I’m going home to get a shower. I’m coming back after dinner so we can finish our camping list.” Ron’s dad said, “I’m sure you boys will have a great time.” Ron’s mom then said, “Depending on the time, we may be gone, but Ron has the app to let you in if the door’s locked. We’re going out to dinner, then bowling with some friends.” I said, “Ok, thanks” then left. I walked home with a huge smile on my face and felt like I was walking on air.
Ron’s Perspective
After Bobby left, I looked at Tony, grinning. He grinned back and asked, “What?” I said, “That explains a lot.” Tony asked, “What does that mean?” I said, "The way you two acted when you returned from your walk the other day and then after. I mean Bobby had to know your cock was going to slap him in the face.” Tony was grinning from ear to ear, “Yeah, that’s why he wanted to take a walk. He told me about that other swimmer giving him a blowjob and that he thought he might be gay. I promised him I wouldn’t tell anyone.” I said, “And you kept that promise, but you wanted him to tell me.” Tony said, “Yeah. He was afraid you might freak on him” then Tony laughed, “Fuck, I think he thought you were going to punch him when he stood up. He was shaking like a leaf. I knew better though.” I asked, “Why were you pushing him to tell me though?” Tony began blabbering, “The camping trip. I mean we’re going to maybe want to do things. I thought maybe we could help Bobby experience things. I didn’t want to tell him about us, but maybe we should. Maybe you should.” I said, “Slow down. We can discuss that, but maybe we need to be sure what we’re telling him.” Tony sighed, “I know, you’re going off to college and want me to make sure of my feelings.” I interrupted him, “You can’t be sure of your feelings if you don’t experience them with other people.” Tony shrugged, “I know that’s what you think, but…” I said it out loud, “I don’t want to feel guilty that I didn’t give you the opportunity to find out, to be sure like I…” Fuck, I almost said it, but Tony grinned and finished it, “Like you are? That’s what you were about to say, wasn’t it?” I turned away from him, “I need a shower.” Tony giggled behind me. Fuck! Then Tony asked, “Can we shower together?” I turned back to him, “Yes, but we can’t mess around in there. Mom or dad might hear us.” Tony grinned, “Then maybe we should mess around up here before we shower. We won’t be able to later because Bobby’s coming back.” I chuckled, “You horny fuck. Maybe just trade blowjobs.” Tony giggled, “You should talk. You’re boned yourself.”
We went into my bedroom and stripped, then climbed on my bed and laid on our sides in a sixty-nine. We sucked each other and I found my fingers wandering their way to Tony’s tiny pucker. He moaned deliciously when I began playing at his rose bud. He pushed back, wanting my finger inside him, so I obliged. It wasn’t long after I had three fingers in him that he moaned loudly on my cock and then began pumping his seed into my mouth. When he finished cumming, he pulled off of my cock and asked, “Fuck me, Ron?” I replied, “I don’t know. Mom and dad are still here.” Tony said, “Pleeeease. We can be quiet. We can do it on the floor.” I shook my head and grinned, “Ok, but to be sure you keep quiet, we’ll do it missionary, so I can keep your mouth busy.” Tony grinned, “With your mouth? I like that idea.”
We pulled the blanket off the bed and moved to the floor. Tony got on his back and lifted his legs. I took his knees under my arms after applying some lube to my cock and his eager hole. I penetrated him slowly, trying to keep him from crying out or moaning too loudly. Once I was balls deep, I gave him a few seconds to adjust, then I began to slowly saw in and out. As he began to moan, I teasingly put my hand over his mouth. He gave me a startled look and then whined into my hand dejectedly. I couldn’t help but chuckle. When I pulled my hand from his mouth, he gave me a pouty look until I moved down and brought my lips to his. We were soon passionately making love. Before long, I felt my orgasm approaching. I pulled back from his lips and said, “I’m about to skeet inside you, breed you, Tony.” Tony nodded, then whispered, “Breed me, Ron. I want your baby-makers. I love you, Ron.” That was it, I groaned, “Fuck! Cumming. Love you, babe.” As I pushed inside him fully and began to paint his inner walls, I felt the warm wetness of Tony’s seed pumping between us. Instead of staying still as I blew my load, I continued sawing in and out of him until he was no longer cream filling between our bodies. I then rolled off of him onto my back. I laughed and said, “I hadn’t expected you to pump out another load so soon.” He grinned and then slapped my arm, “That was a dirty trick putting your hand over my mouth.” I laughed, “I couldn’t help myself. I guess you’re rubbing off on me.” Tony grinned. We licked Tony’s cum from each other’s bodies then pulled on our briefs before heading down to take a shower.
Later that afternoon, we went downstairs. Mom and dad were about to leave and asked if we needed money for a pizza or anything else. I looked in the cabinet first and saw the pack of chocolate Oreos, then said, “No thanks, mom, we’re just going to grill some burgers for dinner.”
After stuffing ourselves with burgers and potato chips, we headed back upstairs. We played some Call of Duty, then Bobby called. He was downstairs. I buzzed him in and he was soon entering my room. Tony and I finished our game and then we played some cards. At first, we just played a few games of gin. As they finished their third game, Tony noticed it was after nine, “What time do you think your parents will get home”, he asked me? I realized why he was asking me and said, “I’m not sure. They were going bowling after dinner. I’ll be right back.” I ran downstairs and grabbed six Oreo cookies, put them on a paper plate, then returned. Tony and Bobby both grinned when they saw the paper plate with the cookies. I said, “Let’s change it up a bit. Since there’s six cookies, we go in the same order but only select one of the cookies each. After we’ve eaten the first three cookies, we select the second.” Tony said, “Works for me.” Bobby said, “Same.”
We agreed on five articles of clothing, shoes, socks, T’s, shorts and underwear. I dealt first and lost, removing my sneakers. Tony lost the next two, leaving him barefoot. Bobby lost his sneakers, then Tony lost his T. I lost and removed my socks. Bobby lost the following two and removed his socks, then his T. Tony then lost his shorts and was down to a pair of baby blue 2XIST briefs. There was a dark wet spot at the end of his obvious bone. I lost again and pulled off my T. The following hand, Tony had a pair of jacks, Bobby turned over a pair of eights. I smiled as I turned over a pair of aces. Bobby lowered his shorts revealing a pair of red Champion briefs with its own wet spot. Next, Bobby turned over two pair, fives and nines. I turned over a pair of kings. Tony said, “Fuck!” then turned over a pair of tens. He shed his briefs as his bone snapped against his abs. I lost the next hand after Bobby turned over a pair of sevens. I only had ace high. I dropped my shorts. I was down to a pair of dark blue Jockey briefs. Yes, I had a wet spot too. It was down to the last hand, and I smiled as I showed my two pair of queens and nines. Bobby grinned and turned over a spade flush. I stood up and slid my briefs down. We then stepped over to the stool with the cookies. Tony dropped down on his knees, then took hold of the waistband of Bobby’s briefs and slid them down. Bobby’s cock sprung out within inches of Tony’s face. Tony was grinning as he stood up. We then stood in a tight circle around the stool. I took Bobby’s cock in hand and began stroking it. Tony took mine and Bobby began stroking Tony’s. After a couple minutes, Tony used his other hand to play with Bobby’s balls. Bobby grinned as Tony looked at him with a devilish grin. Bobby then began playing with my balls, so I started playing with Tony’s. It wasn’t much longer before Bobby was painting the tray of cookies with his first two skeets hitting Tony’s leg, before directing his aim more toward the plate of cookies. Tony and I were almost simultaneous as we both hit Bobby’s legs before glazing the cookies. Bobby then took the first cookie and slowly consumed it like a delicacy. Tony grinned as he watched him. I took mine and stuffed it into my mouth. Tony did the same. Bobby then picked the cookie with the most cum on it which caused both Tony and I to grin. Tony and I then finished off the other two. Before Tony had finished chewing, Bobby dropped down and began licking his own cum from Tony’s leg. We both watched him find every drop on Tony’s leg. When Bobby stood, he seemed caught off guard as Tony and I both switched positions and then dropped down to lick Bobby’s leg that had mostly the other’s cum on it. When we finished, we both looked up to a smiling Bobby. Then we heard the front door close. My parents were home. We quickly dressed while laughing, then cleaned up around the stool, throwing the paper plate into the trash. We were finishing up with our camping list when mom called up from the bottom of the stairs, “We’re home, Ron.” I yelled down, “I heard the front door close. We’re just finishing up our camping list.” Mom said, “Ok, we’re going to go to bed. Keep the noise down.” Bobby said, “Yeah, I have to head home anyway.” Tony said, “I’ll walk out with you. Mom and dad are taking me to breakfast tomorrow.” I was a little disappointed that Tony wasn’t staying the night.
Tony’s Perspective
As we were walking home, I said to Bobby, “I told you Ron would be chill with you telling him.” He grinned and said, “Yeah, at first when he told me to stand up, that he was going to deck me.” Tony grinned, “Yeah, you were shaking so much, I thought you were going to cause an earthquake.” Bobby grinned, “Yeah, I was pretty worried. Now, I can’t wait for our camping trip. You and Ron have always been my friends. Now I know you’re the best friends ever. Thanks.” We gave each other a long hug before Bobby headed of to his own house and I walked into mine.
TBC
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