“Maybe we’d better put on our undies before we do something we shouldn’t,” Grant kidded with a wink, reaching for his briefs.
“Good idea,” Philip admitted, reluctantly, and headed off for the bathroom to take a leak.
The activity in the room had now roused both of the young Rushton brothers, who had been sleeping soundly in the middle of the bed.
“Well, you guys look like two peas in a pod lying there,” Grant said, ripping the sheet off of them.
“Hey!” Kenny screamed in mock embarrassment. “We’re naked!”
“I can see that.”
“What’s all the fuss in here?” Philip said, returning from the bathroom, taking in the view of the two nude brothers with their morning wood. He jumped on top of Kenny and started tickling him, eliciting more screams from the youngest member of the quartet.
“Better let him up, or he’ll wet the bed,” said Bobby, who remembered what happened the last time he’d tickled his younger brother, although it had been many years ago.
“Dibs on the bathroom,” Bobby added, running there to relieve his own bladder.
“Oh, no you don’t,” Kenny yelled out, wresting himself free from Philip’s hands. “I gotta go NOW!”
The two brothers peed together, like they’d done so many times growing up. They washed up and pulled their clothes on while Grant and Philip, now dressed, were watching the TV to get the latest weather news.
They learned that Interstate 64 between Louisville and Evansville had reopened to traffic, but that was a bit too far north to be of help to the young travelers. They wanted to return on Indiana 66 west along the river, but it wasn’t open yet. They decided to have a leisurely breakfast in the coffee shop and wait to see if conditions improved. It was 29 degrees and sunny, so it looked likely that the temperature would rise above freezing in a couple of hours.
After breakfast, and not envisioning a better way to kill some time, Kenny pointed out that check-out time wasn’t until 11 a.m. and that maybe he and Philip could make some “good use” of the room for a bit while Bobby and Grant had another cup of coffee.
“Well, I guess you got cheated out of most of your privacy last night, so go for it,” Bobby said. “Don’t forget to put the ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign on the door handle so you don’t freak out some unsuspecting maid. You can give us a blow by blow recap when you’re done.”
“Just use your imagination, big bro. We’re not going to do anything you and Grant haven’t already done a hundred times.”
“Oh, we’re probably up to 500 by now, aren’t we, Grant?”
“Yeah, but who’s counting?”
“Time’s a-wasting, you perverts – just hand over the key please.”
“Take a shower when you’re done so we don’t have to smell you all the way home.”
Philip and Kenny practically ran out of the coffee shop, eager to pick up where they’d left off in the shower stall last night. Bobby and Grant just rolled their eyes.
“Ah, the exuberance of youth,” Grant sighed.
“I can’t imagine that you were any more exuberant 10 years ago than you are now.”
“You keep me young, sweet thing. I’ve had more lovemaking in the past four months than I did in the previous four years, thanks to you.”
“Any complaints, sugar?”
“None whatsoever, lamb.”
The two lovebirds broke into giggles, attracting the attention of the other diners.
Kenny and Philip both stripped naked within seconds of getting back to the room. Kenny sat on the edge of the bed, leaned back on his elbows, and told Philip to just stand there and let him take a good long look. Since graduating from high school two years ago, Kenny had had few opportunities to enjoy seeing another unclad guy up close and personal – except for his brothers, of course – and he wanted to burn the image of Philip’s body into his mind so he could conjure it up whenever the need “arose.” He knew it would come in handy after Philip went back home.
Kenny’s intense gaze caused Philip’s cock to rise to full firmness. He enjoyed Kenny’s rapt attention – and the pleasurable feelings that were coursing through every part of his body.
“Put your arms on top of your head and turn around,” Kenny ordered, and Philip complied, now feeling extremely vulnerable as every inch of his body was visually explored by the younger man.
“You are incredible, Philip. That’s about the nicest body I’ve ever seen, and I saw quite a few in my basketball playing days.”
“Glad you like it, kid. Now if you’re done staring can we get down to business? We only have an hour, you know.”
“I want you to take me.”
“You sure you’re ready for that?”
“More than ready. I want to try everything while I have the chance. Who knows when the next one will come along?”
Kenny got up and retrieved a condom from his jeans on the floor. Tearing it open, he sat back down and started rolling it slowly over Philip’s erection. Philip nearly came just from the intense sensation of having the condom put in place.
“I think I’d better get you ready a little before I insert this weapon,” Philip warned him, “even though it’s not as big as that monster you have between your legs.”
Kenny lay back on the bed and put his legs over Philip’s shoulders. They didn’t have any lube, so Philip made do with his own saliva and went to work on Kenny’s love canal, first with one finger and then with two. The boy was tight, but receptive to the digital penetration that Philip was doing to him. Philip took his time to be sure that Kenny was primed.
“Ready for the main event?”
“Umm, yeah – but give it to me slowly.”
Philip inserted the head of his sheathed cock into Kenny, pausing often to allow him to get used to the unfamiliar sensations. It didn’t hurt as much as Kenny was afraid it would, although it was uncomfortable at first.
“How are you doing down there?”
“Good – keep going. Feels great!”
“That’s as far as I can go. I’m in all the way,” Philip said, slowly rocking back and forth as Kenny moaned in pleasure. The anal penetration was exactly what he wanted from his older lover, and once the discomfort ceased he was loving every stroke. Philip tweaked Kenny’s nipples with his hands while he plunged in and out of the boy’s previously virgin hindquarters.
Before long, Philip increased the tempo as his sexual excitement reached the point of no return. He filled the condom with several intense spurts, savoring how good it felt, and finally relaxed on top of Kenny’s body.
“Did you like that?”
“Yes, it was great! Too bad it was over so soon.”
“Sorry about that, but you just turned me on so much that I couldn’t hold back any longer.”
They looked at the clock and were amazed that it was 10:20 already.
“Do you want to try to take me now? I’d sure love to do the same to you.”
“Your equipment scares me a little, frankly, but if you go gently maybe I can handle it.”
They traded places, after Philip removed his used condom and put a fresh one on Kenny’s erect member. Philip’s fears were warranted as he tried to accommodate Kenny’s tool, but after a few minutes it got easier – and far more pleasurable. Even with no prior experience, Kenny seemed to know just what to do to the naked New Englander.
“I can’t last any longer – here goes,” Kenny said as he climaxed inside of another human being for the first time in his life. It was even better than the oral attention he’d gotten from Philip back in Evansville two nights ago, although he knew that he would want much more of both from now on – if he could find a suitable partner in crime.
Kenny and Philip were still drying off from their joint shower at 10:45, when Bobby and Grant knocked on the door. Kenny wrapped a towel around himself and opened the door.
“Did you boys have a good time?” Bobby inquired of his nearly nude brother.
“What do you think?
” Kenny replied with a big smile. “Are you sure we can’t have another hour?”
“I don’t think this joint rents by the hour. You can go ask the manager if you like, but put some clothes on first.”
Bobby and Grant watched the pair get dressed, and all four brushed their teeth and headed for the check-out desk. The hotel clerk assured them that the road to Evansville was now open but still somewhat hazardous. Bobby called his mother to tell her they were on their way and got the usual maternal “Be careful” warnings. He kept the call short since he hadn’t been able to plug in his cell phone for more than 24 hours.
Though melting rapidly, the ice shimmered magically in the trees as the boys made their way west. As they passed from Perry into Spencer County, Philip claimed it as part of his heritage.
“Yes, we Spencers founded this county in 1850 and then hightailed it back to Boston, where things were more civilized.”
“You’re so full of it, Philip,” Bobby told him.
Although there were still some icy spots in the lowlying and shady areas, the sand trucks had made the road as safe as they could. This was usually a high-density road, traffic-wise, because of the commuters to Evansville from the east, but it wasn’t bad on this holiday Saturday. Kenny and Philip held hands openly, now that their “secret” was out in the open. But they knew that would have to change the minute they got back to the house.
The boys covered the 45 miles home in a little more than an hour. Barbara knew they’d probably be starved, and she was right. She had made turkey sandwiches and used some other leftovers from the holiday dinner, and they all chowed down on them after the welcome-home hugs were dispensed.
Barbara and Al and Max wanted to know what they had seen in Tell City, so Bobby and Kenny filled them in, leaving out the fact that they had all slept in one bed last night. They thought that might be too much information.
Bobby showered with Max after lunch and then announced that he and Grant needed a nap after all the excitement of the ice storm. They excused themselves and went to bed for a while, using the time to catch up on more than just sleep. Philip and Kenny didn’t feel the need for a nap, so they used the time for another “workout” in the basement, which left them with some private time to talk about “things.”
“Philip, after we finish with the weights would you do again what you did the first time we were down here together? I promise I won’t stop you this time. I’d like to replay the scene and get it right this time.”
“Sure, buddy,” Philip said with a grin. “You’re on.”
They went through the same routine they did two days earlier. When Kenny sat up, straddling the bench, Philip wordlessly took off his own tank top, sat down close behind him, and then pulled Kenny’s up and off his torso, running his hands back down the boy’s bare sweaty back and nuzzling him on the back of his neck and behind his ears until Kenny was purring with pleasure.
“Oooh, Philip, I don’t think you should be doing that,” Kenny said, mockingly.
“Oh, I think you like it more than you’re letting on.” Reaching around to his chest, he went on. “Well, what do we have here? These perky little nipples seem to like my fingers.”
Lost in the tantalizing sensations, Kenny didn’t say anything. Philip let his fingers glide down Kenny’s abs and into the waistband of his shorts, where he found the same hardness he’d found last time. Only this time Kenny stayed on the bench and allowed himself to be fondled through his jock pouch.
Philip let his fingers wander through the right leg opening and inside the pouch, where he played with Kenny’s large testicles.
“Geeeeez,” the boy hissed as his genitals received a thorough manual going-over. The front of his pouch was barely able to contain his swollen manhood, which was now leaking precum like a drippy faucet.
“Why don’t we get rid of these shorts so I can give this appendage of yours the attention it seems to crave?” Philip said.
Both boys stood up and yanked their shorts, jocks, and socks off until they were both fully, gloriously naked. Kenny sat back down on the bench while Philip got on his knees and proceeded to tongue his dick and balls thoroughly while he took in the delicious scent of the younger man. Kenny had never been so hard and so excited as he was at that moment.
As Philip took him until Kenny’s pole touched his tonsils, Kenny exploded another load – his fourth one in less than 48 hours – down the visitor’s hungry throat as Philip swallowed to keep up with him. No sooner had he regained his equilibrium than Kenny dropped to his knees and gave the same relief to the man who had walked into his life so blessedly yet unexpectedly.
In a week’s time Kenny had gone from deeply discouraged about his sexual outlet possibilities to positively giddy about them – and all because of his brother’s former roommate and buddy. Max had been right when he told him his prince would come, but it happened even sooner than he had thought possible.
The trouble was, however, that his prince was about to go. Philip had a ticket for the return trip to Boston in less than 24 hours, and Kenny was starting to realize how short their time together was getting. Philip felt it, too, but neither had brought it up in conversation. Till now.
“You do realize that tonight is going to be ‘it,’ don’t you? Are you going to come to me again tonight?”
“Wild horses wouldn’t keep me from it. That is, unless you don’t want me.”
“Don’t be silly – of course I want you. But is that going to make it harder to deal with my departure tomorrow?”
“I haven’t been wanting to think about it, but I guess I have to, don’t I?”
“Yeah, unfortunately.”
“What would you say if I told you I loved you, Philip?”
“I’d want to tell you I loved you right back, but those aren’t words we ought to be using under the circumstances, are they?
“I suppose not. It’s not like I’m going to see you again anytime soon, and if and when I do you might have another guy in tow.”
“Or I might come here alone and find you with somebody new – it could work either way, you know.”
“That seems less likely to me. Your pool of eligible gay men in Boston is probably a hundred times bigger than the one I’ve got in this jerkwater town.”
Then why can’t I find one? Philip thought to himself.
“Maybe Bobby would have some ideas about how you could meet other gay men here. You should talk to him about it.”
Kenny sighed and Philip just held him tightly and silently.
“I guess we’d better get dressed again before someone catches us down here with nothing on,” Philip finally said, breaking the silence. “Are you going to shower down here?”
“No, we’re both going to shower together upstairs, and I don’t care who knows it. They can all watch for all I care. I’m going to spend every possible second with you until…”
Kenny began to cry.
“I know just how you feel, kid, but pull it together. We have to put on a gallant face for the folks upstairs.”
Philip gave Kenny the best kiss he could muster up, trying hard not to break down himself. He had come to love this guy with all his heart, and he knew it wasn’t just because he was Bobby’s little brother. It was because he was Kenny.
The coast was clear when they went upstairs, which was a rarity in the Rushton household. The others must have gone for a walk or shopping. The boys stripped again in Kenny and Max’s bedroom and then took a long, sensuous shower together, taking turns washing every contour and crevice of each other’s sweaty bodies and engaging in soulful kisses.
After they dressed, they decided to go for a walk by themselves before dinner. Over dinner they tried to put on a cheerful face, tough as it was. The other boys knew they must be hurting inside from Philip’s imminent departure, but nothing was mentioned. Even the normally oblivious parents had started to get an inkling as to what was going on with their youngest son.
The boys all went to a movie together
in the evening – including Max – and Philip and Kenny held hands throughout the show.
After everyone else had gone to bed, Kenny made the trip down the hall one last time to Philip’s bed in the living room. Neither was really in the mood for sex, since they’d done plenty of that already in the last two days. They just wanted to hold each other. With the first light of Sunday morning, Kenny kissed his man and made his way back to his own bed – one that he saw himself occupying alone for quite some time to come.
He couldn’t bear the thought of a public airport good-bye, so he said his good-byes to Philip in his bedroom – Max was in another part of the house – and went back to bed, pleading a headache. It was actually more of a heartache, but he didn’t let on.
“Good-bye, Philip, and thanks for everything you did for me. I’ll miss you. Could we stay in touch by e-mail?”
“I’d like that, Kenny. Thank you, too. I never imagined that this trip would turn out like this. You’re a special guy, and I hope you find your knight in shining armor soon.”
“I hope you find yours, too. You deserve it.”
“Bye, kid.”
“Bye, ‘ole man’” – take care of yourself.”
“You, too.”
Philip’s eyes were red so he splashed some water on his face before saying good-bye to Max and the parents. Bobby and Grant drove him to the airport, with Grant taking the back seat to allow Philip and Bobby a little more face time.
“Well, it seems like you just got here, and now it’s time to go, but I’m sure glad you made the trip.”
“Thanks, Bobby. I am, too. I hope you don’t feel cheated by the time I spent alone with Kenny, but he’s one special kid. I like him a lot. You got lucky when they were passing out brothers. I just wish I could have even one like you or Max or Kenny.”
“Well, it was all Mom and Dad’s doing. They were – are – great parents and knew how to raise us with the right stuff.”
“Amen to that.”
“So what’re you going to do now, Philip?”
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