Something Different

Like I said; My youngest son didn’t like what his Dad did, ie: taking my grandson’s. He sees things in black and white; when what was happening to us, was gray. Dustin is super smart. That’s how he sees things; black and white. And I was on the black side, in his eyes.

I loaded the bus and took my boys out of town for the Forth. Off the grid. A forty-foot bus on the road to Hana. We went to Idaho so I could celebrate with one of my best friends, and scotch buddy, on his birthday. The boys loved floating the slow river, romping with men; well guys that were in their thirties but were boys.

Those overgrown boys took my grandson’s shooting, four wheeling, like in vertical. They took them to old mines and caught fish that should have been let go. All the while I sat with their dad drinking scotch talking about younger days. He is one of my oldest friends. RJC.

Cass pulled off her top and looked at us. “If you think we’re going to fuck on command, you are out, of, your, fuckin, mind.” I scolded.

“Fine. I have the song. ‘Little Things’. It’s perfect. I can start, Nathan can come in, and then you, Cam. Come on; we got to see.” And she jumped out expecting us to follow.

I knew the song; I mean, One Direction. Cass pulled it up on the big screen, still topless, and the sound came out. Cass has a rocking bod, her tits weren’t big but they were perky and firm. I’m not turned off by the body of a girl; even my little sister.

We listened a few times and all of us felt it. This was going to be epic. By the time we showered and Cass slid in between us the only thing that was going to happen was sleep.

I woke up on my back and Cass was in Nate’s arms with him sound asleep. I thought. Nathan ran hot, the covers were down to his waist, and the ‘she-devil’, was tracing things. I got up, dropped my drawers, and looked at them. Cass eyed me. I reached for my spandex running shorts and stood over the two.

“Up and at it, bitches. You’re following this ass today.” And turned to slap my ass walking out of the room.

When they came down I laughed because Nate had just wet his hair and scratched his head; the curls had already started. Cass had her hair slicked back and it was still dripping water. Now Nate and I ran all the time and I kept it at half speed because I didn’t want to burn him out.

Cass kicked it up a little yesterday and Nathan had just been lazy with me and he could keep up. “Trials,” I said.

“No, Cam… I hate the trails.” He reminded with a pouty voice.

“Stay in front of her and you can watch this for three miles,” and out the back door I went

I loved running in the woods, dirt not pavement, way more challenging, and the smell of earth. I did lay it down kind of heavy and there wasn’t much talking going on behind me. I hit the pavement about a half-mile from the house and opened it up. I could run. I was putting distance between us and returned to the house a minute before them satisfied that I was the better runner.

Cass and Nate came around the corner into the back yard and Nate was limping. “Your boyfriend has a cramp, Cam.”

She rested Nathan on a lounger and sat in front of him putting his foot on her shoulder then started massaging his calf with her thumbs. I handed him a water with a smile as he squinted from her prodding thumbs. “You two are, total ass twins.” He said with a smile.

“I’ll take that as a compliment.” We said at the same time.

He put his hand between my legs pulling till he could kiss my stomach. It wasn’t a sexual thing, wasn’t a tease, he just wanted me to know how he felt. I looked at him remembering the question Cass asked the other night; ‘do you love him?’ I did. I realized at that moment how love takes many forms.

The guy who’d been my friend for years, my jack off buddy, well, way more than that. I’d taken his dick in my mouth and deeper, swallowed what came shooting out, and I fuckin loved him. I thought about Cass’s proposal, helping us, at a perverted price. I didn’t want her touching Nathan, and sure as hell didn’t want him touching her.

She ignored me and brought his other ankle to the opposite shoulder and was now looking between his baggy sweats. She licked her fuckin lips. I did too because that huge curve was noticeable. Her thumbs went past the back of his knees, now her hands ran up till they reached the bottom of his shorts.

“Stop right there, Cass. I don’t know what you think is going to happen but. Look; you can’t just do shit like this. I mean. Nathan is off-limits; get it? We are not going to fuck for you. We’re not going to put on some sort of live sex show for you; deals off.” I was done with her.

“If you want to save your precious Image, CJ, then you better think twice.”

“Do you really think anyone would care, Cass? Right now, he is the only thing I care about.” And I pointed at Nate.

“What about you?” She said looking at Nathan. “Do you want everyone to know you bat for the other team? Is that how you want your last year to be?”

“I’m with Cam on this. I could care less about what people want to think. And you can take your deal and shove it right up your little tight ass.”

“OK, you two. Knock it off. Shower and I’ll buy breakfast and if you’re nice, Cass, you can drive.” And I turned.

“Can I at least watch you guys in the shower???”

“NO!” We said at the same time.

We walked in the shower ready for a minute alone considering we hadn’t had any time together. I did love his body, his hair, muscles, even that big curved cock that went down my throat with such ease. My hands on his body made me hard as I washed him.

We swapped and now he washed me and his hand found my hard dick as he stroked. My head was leaned back on his chest as his hand worked me. My eyes were closed as he expertly stroked me closer to the ultimate explosion that would shoot from his stroking.

And here it came. Boy did I cum. I opened my eyes because I always like to see how far I shoot, love that Nate gets so excited when he does that to me. Fuckin, Cass. There she was with her mouth open seeing my reach and how much I produce.

From your Author:

I need impute. Under RJC on this site, I have four stories going at the same time. The Start. Something Different. The Bug. And, A Boy Named Tristen. I’m not sure how I should post. Do you want me to continue with one or another?

I really need your help on this. I have chapters ready but I have NO idea what you, the reader, wants. This wasn’t anything I planned; like, four stories at the same time. What do you want? I will focus on one if that’s what you want. You just need to tell me. RJC.