Watergame - 43. Chapter 43

In chapter 43 Jim, Cal and Julian finalize plans to share a happy weekend at the cabin with Dayton. Bryan’s Mom, Mary Mahoney, and Kevin’s Mom, Audrey Collins will be discussing the possibilities for sharing Thanksgiving with the boys.

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Watergame Chapter 43, A Story of Gay Love by Doug Spencer

It’s Thursday evening, September 13th and Julian received a call from Uncle Jim. “Hi Uncle Jim,” Julian answered.

“Hi back atcha,” Jim replied, “I just wanted to confirm if you’re still planning to spend the weekend with us at the cabin?”

“You bet!” Julian replied, “And I’m so looking forward to it.”

“Great!” Jim exclaimed, “Do you know how to get there from campus?”

“It’s the only way I know how to get there,” Julian replied, “Jeff and I have been there quite a few times. It’s only about fifteen minutes from here. What time should I try to meet up with you there?”

“Cal and I are taking off early from work,” Jim stated. “It’s about an hours drive for us, and we hope to arrive there around 6:00 PM. We’re planning to stop by that convenience store and picking up an Extra Large Pizza to share for our supper Friday night. I don’t think we’re going to want to wait for the wood stove to heat up to cook a regular meal that night. We’ll be doing plenty of cooking on Saturday and Sunday. Do you know where the key is hidden?”

“I do, unless you’ve changed the hiding place,” Julian answered.

“Cool,” Jim replied, “it’s still in the same place, so you can open up the cabin in case you get there before we do. It may be a little cool, but Cal and I will get the fire started in the wood stove as soon as we arrive. I guess we’ll see you tomorrow.” Jim and Julian hung up, and Julian’s excitement is on the rise.

Julian knows that he’ll be sharing a two-man sleeping bag with cousin Dayton, and is anxious to have the opportunity to cuddle up with his cousin. It won’t be the same as cuddling up with his husband, and there won’t be any sex, but it will still be nice.

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At last it’s Friday afternoon and Julian’s last class is over at 4:00 PM. He walked to his dorm room to grab his already packed overnight bag. Levi gave Julian a loving hug and wished him a fantastic weekend. Julian hung around with Levi until about 5:00 PM before departing, knowing that his uncles and Dayton wouldn’t be at the cabin until around 6:00. They left the room together, Levi heading to the dining hall and Julian to his car.

Driving to the cabin, Julian arrived a bit before 5:30 and parked. Retrieving the key, Julian unlocked the door and walked in with his overnight bag. Darkness was starting to fall, and the inside of the cabin was rather dark and cold. Finding the oil lamp and matches, he lit the lamp to alleviate some of the darkness.

Knowing that they would need some wood inside to burn, Julian brought in three armfuls of wood, stacking it beside the stove. He had not the slightest idea how to start the fire in the stove. He then took the bucket out to the well and brought in two buckets of water and poured them into the water container by the sink. Just as he stepped out onto the front porch to take a leak, Jim and Calvin pulled in.

Putting his junk away, he quickly approached their car to greet them, instantly giving Dayton a loving hug, and a kiss on his cheek. While Calvin pulled the wheelchair out of the trunk, Julian lifted Dayton to his feet, giving him an even bigger hug. Sitting Dayton into the wheelchair, Julian pushed the chair to the back porch, where it was only one step from the ground to the porch, whereas the front porch was three steps from ground level.

Pulling Dayton backward up the single step, Julian wheeled the chair into the cabin through the back door. First things first, Cal gathered up some kindling and got the fire started. Jim brought in the pizza, setting it on the table, then returned to the car and brought in the cooler, which contained some sodas.

The table is oval, with one side against the wall. Instinctively, Julian pulled one chair out from the flat side of the table to allow Dayton to sit beside him in his wheelchair, while Jim and Cal assumed seats at the ends of the table. Jim pulled four 20-oz bottles of Pepsi from the cooler and they all attacked the pizza, eating by lamplight.

By the time they demolished the pizza, the cabin had warmed up and everyone except Calvin shed their jackets. Armed with a flashlight, Cal returned to the car and brought in the new sleeping bag and air mattress, then returned to bring in their luggage, including Dayton’s infamous pee bottle.

About 9:00 PM Calvin, using the battery powered pump, blew up the air mattress and spread it on the floor, and then unrolled the sleeping bag on top of it. With Julian’s help, Dayton supported himself on his walker and Julian, holding the pee bottle, assisted Dayton to drain his bladder. Julian, along with Jim and Calvin stepped out on the front porch and watered the grass, and Julian emptied the quart-sized bottle, which was only about a quarter full and replaced the snap on cap. It was time for bed. Dayton was every bit as anxious to sleep with Julian as Julian was to sleep with Dayton.

Returning inside, Julian assisted Dayton to stand up in front of his wheelchair, holding on to Julian for support. Julian unbuckled and unzipped Dayton’s jeans, and shoved them down to his ankles. Lowering Dayton back down, Julian removed Dayton’s sneakers and socks, then slid his jeans off, leaving him in his underwear. Dayton removed his own tee shirt and Julian laid it with his jeans.

Julian then removed his own sneakers and socks, tee shirt and jeans, laying his clothes next to Dayton’s. He then placed the pee jug next to the air mattress, should it be needed during the night. After opening up the sleeping bag, Julian helped Dayton to stand again, and lowered Dayton down to the sleeping bag, sliding Dayton over to make room for himself.

Calvin stoked the fire in the stove, hoping it would burn all night, and closed the drafts, to cause the fire to burn more slowly. Jim added oil to the lamp and lowered the wick to the lowest point, still giving off some light to act as a nightlight for the boys. Jim and Cal both knelt down to give Dayton a goodnight kiss, and lowered the stairway, heading to the upstairs bedroom.

Julian slid into the sleeping bag beside Dayton, and cuddled close, wrapping his arm around Dayton’s torso. Dayton seemed to enjoy their closeness and cuddled even closer to Julian, leaving no space between most of their bodies. Julian loved the feeling of Dayton’s body so close to his. Gosh, Julian has developed so much love for his young cousin, and the feeling seemed to be mutual. In just a few minutes they were both sound asleep.

Sometime during the night, 1:00 AM or 2:00 or 3:00, who knew, Dayton shook Julian’s shoulders to awaken him, and softly calling his name. Julian became half awake.

“I’m here Dayton,” Julian said, “What’s wrong?”

“I need to tinkle,” Dayton stated, “Can you please help me? I can’t hold it too long, and I don’t want to wet our bed!” Julian reached for the pee bottle, removing the cap.

“If I roll you onto your side,” Julian asked, “can you do it laying down?”

“Only part way,” Dayton said, “I really need to be upright to drain it all out.”

“Can you kneel, on your knees?” Julian asked.

“I can, if you raise me up, and I can hold onto you to keep from falling over.”

“Let’s do it then,” Julian said, now on his knees. He pulled Dayton up, facing him, and Dayton gripped Julian’s shoulders with most of his weight on his knees. Julian decided that it might be easier to shove Dayton’s briefs down, than to try to work his penis out through the fly of his briefs. Holding the bottle in one hand and holding Dayton’s substantial boyhood in the other, he slid the head of Dayton’s pecker into the mouth of the bottle. “I gotchya, let it go.”

Dayton, relaxing his muscles, let go a stream with pressure behind it! “Whew, that felt good! I was about to start leaking.” Dayton nearly half filled the one quart bottle. Julian stroked out the last few drops, replaced the cap and set the bottle on the floor. Pulling up Dayton’s briefs, Julian suddenly became more aware that he also needed to pee.

“Thanks, Julian,” Dayton said.

“Not a problem,” Julian replied, “I’m always willing to help you, in any way that I can. Dayton, I usually pee off the porch, but it’s cold out there. I’m gonna finish filling this pee bottle.” Julian pulled his pecker out of his boxers and retrieved the bottle.

Secretly, Julian actually enjoys handling Dayton’s nice boyhood. If he wasn’t totally committed to his husband, and Dayton wasn’t his cousin, he could imagine doing more with that nice piece of meat other than just holding it while Dayton pees!

Dayton watched intently as Julian tinkled into the bottle, almost overflowing it. Dayton had never watched Julian pee before, up close and personal like this time, and grinned. Julian set the bottle back on the floor, trying to shove it out of the way to prevent it from being accidentally tipped over by someone, and casually tucked Julian Jr. back inside his boxers.

Julian lowered Dayton back down into the sleeping bag and the two boys cuddled back together, and soon fell back to sleep.

About 8:00 AM on Saturday morning Jim and Cal woke up, both with a serious need to empty their bladders. Between avoiding casually walking around naked in front of Dayton and the fact that it was cool outside, they both dressed fully before quietly creeping down the stairway.

Pausing, they viewed the two boys cuddled together, still sleeping peacefully, and smiled. Both Julian and Dayton seemed totally contented, and very close. Dayton’s head was resting on Julian’s shoulder, his curly hair next to Julian’s neck.

Cal reached down and picked up the obviously full pee bottle and the two men slipped out the door to pee off the porch, Cal also dumping the contents of the pee bottle.

“Dayton never pee’s this much overnight,” Cal stated, “I suspect he had some help to completely fill this bottle!”

“I think you’re probably right,” Jim replied, grinning.

Returning inside, Cal turned the grate on the stove to let the ashes fall into the ash pan and added more wood to bring the fire back to life. Jim retrieved the percolator from the cupboard, drew some water into it, measured the coffee and set it on the stove to brew. It was a few more minutes before the fire was hot enough to start the coffee brewing. Daylight was coming in through the windows, and Jim turned the wick down, extinguishing the flame in the oil lamp.

A few minutes later, Julian’s eyes fell open, between the aroma of percolating coffee and a serious need to pee. He also was aware that he had a case of morning wood, as usual. He tried to slip out from under Dayton's head, unsuccessfully, and Dayton also woke up. Julian stood up, his boxers well tented. He knew from past experience that it is impossible to hide morning wood, especially when a boy wears boxers!

“Julian,” Dayton asked, “Will you please help me tinkle?”

“Can you hold on just a couple of minutes?” Julian replied, “Let me go out on the porch to pee first, and I’ll be right back to help you.”

“OK,” Dayton replied, “Please don’t make me wait too long.”
Julian quickly stepped out on the porch and made a golden arch onto the grass. Between the cool air and the act of relieving the pressure from his bladder, Julian lost his boner, and returned inside, now with a flaccid penis.

Julian picked up the pee bottle, and holding it between his thighs, he assisted Dayton to a standing position, Dayton holding onto Julian’s shoulders for support. Pushing Dayton’s briefs down, as he’d done in the wee hours of the morning earlier, Surprise—Surprise! Dayton was fully erect, and at least six inches of hard penis sprung straight out from Dayton’s crotch. Helping Dayton to urinate this morning wasn’t going to be easy!

Julian had assisted Dayton to tinkle numerous times before, and his pecker had always been flaccid, but today Dayton was totally erect. For the very first time, Julian was touching Dayton’s pecker in its inflated state! Julian tried to ignore the obvious, retrieving the pee bottle from between his thighs and uncapping it.

Julian, pushing Dayton’s stiff penis down, and the head of it into the mouth of the bottle, “Go ahead and tinkle Dayton.”

“I can’t tinkle with a stiffie,” Dayton replied, “I need to jack it off first.”

Jim and Calvin were overhearing the interchange, grinning, and Calvin instinctively tore a couple of paper towels from the roll and approached the boys.

“Here, Julian,” Cal stated, “let Dayton lie back down to masturbate and get his rocks off. Try to catch it on these,” handing the paper towels to Julian. “I know we’ve all been in Dayton’s shoes before!” Julian nodded in agreement, accepting the paper towels.

Julian lowered Dayton back down on the sleeping bag and Dayton immediately started to unashamedly stroke his already erect penis. Julian placed the paper towels on Dayton’s stomach and abdomen where he figured Dayton’s cum would land when he reached his orgasm.

Even though Julian had no desire or intention of having any sex with Dayton, watching Dayton stroking that substantial and pretty cock caused Julian to grow another boner. Being separated from Jeff for so long, he had resorted to jacking off a few times, but had not dropped a load in the last few days. Right now he felt like joining Dayton in mutual masturbation, but abstained.

Back during his and Jeff’s July Fourth visit, Dayton had confided in J&J the fact that Ozzie had taught him how to ‘Jack off’ and that he and Ozzie sometimes did it together.

“I’m about to cum,” Dayton told Julian, and Julian reached down and lifted the edge of the topmost towel up, hoping to shield Dayton from shooting his cum onto his face—or even further. With an ‘AAHH!’ from Dayton’s mouth, Dayton shot his load, nearly saturating both paper towels. Julian was shocked that a boy not quite fifteen could produce such a load!

Julian gathered the towels and wiped the small amount of boy cream from the head of Dayton’s cock, and carried them to the trash bag. Returning toward the sleeping bag, still with tented boxers, Uncle Jim reached out and playfully cuffed Julian’s tent, with a grin on his face. Julian’s face turned red, somewhat embarrassed that he’d been caught with a boner.

Assisting Dayton to stand, Julian held the pee bottle and held Dayton’s now flaccid penis so that Dayton could relieve his bladder, while gripping Julian’s shoulders for support. Cal came to Julian’s rescue, taking the bottle from Julian’s hand, and taking it out to the porch to empty it on the grass while Julian pulled Dayton’s skivvies back up. Julian then lay Dayton back down on the mattress and proceeded to work Dayton’s legs down through the pant legs of his jeans, and pulled on Dayton’s socks and sneakers, tying them.

While all this was going on, Jim was cooking up Sausage and Eggs on the wood stove and had biscuits in the oven for their breakfast. Making toast is nearly impossible with no toaster and no electricity to power it.

Pulling the wheelchair up to the mattress, Julian lifted Dayton up, finished pulling on his jeans, buckling the belt and zipping him up, and then sat Dayton into the chair. Julian handed Dayton his tee shirt, which he pulled on by himself.

While Julian put on his own clothes, Dayton wheeled himself to the table to enjoy coffee with the other three and Julian rolled up the sleeping bag and opened the valve on the air mattress to let it deflate. Yes, Dayton does enjoy drinking coffee with his Dad’s on a daily basis.

He usually limits himself to just one mug on school days, because what goes in must come out, and coffee seems to travel through the body too quickly. On school days, Ozzie needs to assist Dayton in the boy’s restroom even before they reach homeroom.

After removing the biscuits from the oven and placing them in a bowl on the table, Jim served up plates of sausage patties and fried eggs, and glasses of orange juice from the cooler. They topped off breakfast with more biscuits and strawberry jam.

Dayton, shortly after finishing breakfast, “Julian, I need to poop!”

“Have you used the outhouse yet?” Julian asked.

“Outhouse!” Dayton exclaimed, “What’s the outhouse?”

“Dayton,” Julian explained, “we’re kinda out in the boonies, we don’t have running water or an inside toilet. We have to go out in the back yard and use an outside toilet to do what you need to do, are you ready to go?”

“I’ve been ready,” Dayton replied, “since before we ate.”

“Let’s go then,” Julian said, getting ready to wheel Dayton out the back door.

“There is already toilet paper out there, Julian,” Jim stated, “I took two rolls out there last night, when I needed to go.” Julian nodded and pushed Dayton out the door and down that one step, then across the yard toward the outhouse. He remembered that it was a two-seater, a good feeling, as he needed to go also. Dayton and he could sit down together and take care of business.

Opening the door, he assisted Dayton inside and while Dayton clung to Julian, he unbuckled, unzipped and lowered Dayton’s pants, then eased Dayton down over one of the holes.

He noted that Dayton’s flaccid penis was at an angle pointing up and toward the doorway. Knowing that boys nearly always pee while pooping, Dayton would likely pee on his pants!

“Dayton,” Julian said, while reaching over and pushing Dayton Jr. down, “You need to push this bad boy down between your legs to make sure you don’t pee on your pants.”

“Oh,” Dayton replied, replacing Julian’s hand with his own, “Just like on a regular toilet.”

“Yep,” Julian answered, while shoving his own pants down, and sitting over the other hole, and pushing Julian Jr. down, for the same reason. “It’s just like using a normal toilet, but no flushing is required.” Both of the boys wiped themselves, Julian quickly pulled his pants up, and then assisted Dayton to stand, pulling Dayton’s pants back up. Job done!

While Julian and Dayton were out taking care of business, Cal and Jim heated water on the stove, washed and rinsed the morning’s dishes, and placed them in the drainer to dry. Calvin folded up the air mattress, and stuck both the mattress and the rolled up sleeping bag in the corner to be used again tonight.

As Julian pushed Dayton across the yard toward the cabin, Julian looked longingly toward the woods. It’s a beautiful Saturday with temperatures in the low seventies and a perfect day to take Dayton for a hike in the woods—but Dayton can’t walk! To push Dayton in his wheelchair through the woods would be nearly impossible.

Pulling Dayton back up that one step to the back porch, Julian easily wheeled Dayton into the cabin through the wide-open back door. It was getting warm inside and Cal and Jim had opened both doors to allow some cooler air to enter the cabin and drive out some of the heat from the woodstove. Jim and Cal were taking a break, both of them sitting in chairs on the front porch. Julian parked the wheelchair on the front porch, and occupied the third chair that was on the porch.

“Well guys,” Cal asked, “did everything go ok?”

“Everything came out OK,” Julian replied.

“I sure feel a whole lot better!” Dayton remarked, smiling. “But we didn’t find the lever to flush the toilet.” Jim, Cal and Julian all glanced at each other, grinning, enjoying Dayton’s sense of humor.

“I know it’s a bit early for lunch,” Jim stated, “but how would you guys feel about tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches?”

“Works for me,” Julian replied, glancing at Dayton.

“Me too,” Dayton said, “and maybe some ice cream for dessert?”

“Sorry, Son,” Cal responded, “we have no way to keep anything frozen out here. We’re lucky to have a cooler to even keep some things cool!” Dayton grinned, knowing he was just being funny.

About 11:30 Cal and Jim stood up, preparing to go inside and fix lunch. Jim suggested that Julian take Dayton around the cabin, and settle at the picnic table. He and Cal would bring lunch out when it was ready.

Pushing Dayton out the back door, down that step and to the picnic bench, Julian pushed the wheelchair to the end of the table, and assumed a seat on the end of the bench, next to Dayton. Sitting on this bench brought back fond and happy memories.

It was two and a half years ago that Julian was sitting on this very same bench, the night of that first Watergame, and Jeff asked him for a date, and he accepted. Things have come a long way since then, and now he and Jeff are a happily married couple. Missing his husband, Julian’s eyes filled with tears, and Dayton noticed.

“What’s the matter, Julian?” Dayton asked, concerned.

“Nothing, really,” Julian answered, “I’m just missing my Jeff, I just hate being so far away from my husband! I wish he could have been here with us this weekend.” Dayton instinctively took Julian’s hand into his own, holding it tightly.

“Julian, at least you’re here with family that loves and cares for you. I know that I love you a lot and so do my Dad’s. I’m really happy that you are here with us. It has made my weekend really special!”

“I love you too, Dayton, and I’m really happy to be able to share this weekend with you and my Uncles.” Julian leaned over and kissed Dayton’s cheek, causing a happy smile on Dayton’s face.

Jim and Cal soon brought out four plates, each with a bowl of soup and a grilled cheese sandwich, cut cornerwise. Placing a plate in front of each of the boys, they set the other two on the flip side of the table, and assumed their seats across from Julian. Everyone dug in and enjoyed their ‘family’ lunch together—minus the ice cream. (LOL)

Finishing lunch, Jim rose, “If you all will excuse me, I need to get that Roasting Chicken into the oven for dinner tonight.” Jim left the table and entered the cabin to prepare the Chicken and start it to roast. Then scrubbed four baking potatoes, wrapping them in foil to bake, planning to stick them into the oven about an hour before the chicken would be done.

Shortly after, Cal gathered up the plates and bowls to take them into the cabin to be washed, and leaving Julian and Dayton still sitting at the table. Dayton was curious about something, and had been waiting for a chance to talk with Julian out of earshot of his Dad’s. Now was his chance!

“Julian, can I ask you something kinda personal?” Dayton asked.

“Sure, Dayton,” Julian replied, “if it’s too personal, I may not have an answer for you, but go ahead and ask.”

“Just wondering, Julian,” Dayton asked, “have you ever—you know—jacked off?”

Julian, grinning, “Of course I have, Dayton, it’s totally normal for teen boys and young men to jack off, unless they maybe have a regular sex partner and find other ways to get sexual relief. I’ve done it probably hundreds of times, before Jeff and I got together. You do know that Jeff and I are a gay married couple, don’t you.”

“Of course I know,” Dayton replied, “I attended your wedding! I just wondered if you still do it sometimes.”

“Honestly,” Julian answered, “since Jeff and I got married, we have found other ways to get sexual relief, but when we’re apart, like now, I still need to get relief, and I do use my hand. I won’t betray my husband and have sex with another boy, but I do get some sexual relief by jacking off. I know he does it too.”

Dayton grinned, picturing J&J jacking themselves off, and visualizing Julian’s black pecker shooting that white cream out of his pee slit. Maybe it’s not white, like his own, considering that Julian is black. Regardless of skin color, Dayton loves his cousin.

“It’s a lot more fun to jack off with another boy,” Dayton stated, “than to do it alone, like I did this morning. Ozzie and I do it together, maybe once a week. Julian, can we maybe jack off together after we go to bed tonight?”

Julian wasn’t too sure about this. Surely just jacking off with Dayton wouldn’t be considered incest. He thought back to this morning and how just watching Dayton masturbate caused him to grow an erection, and he’d had a desire to join him. He just couldn’t do it, with the uncles sitting right there just a few feet away.

“I won’t promise,” Julian answered, “Let’s wait and see how we feel about doing that together after we go to bed tonight.” Dayton smiled, at least Julian is considering it. “Wanna play some cards?”

“Sure, I could stand some ‘Crazy Eight’s’” Dayton replied. Julian went into the cabin, returning with a deck of cards and two Pepsi’s. The two spent the next three hours playing cards at the picnic bench, Dayton needing two pee breaks. Julian assisted, of course, and handling Dayton’s flaccid penis to pee he wondered how it would feel if it were erect. The only erect peckers that Julian had ever fondled were his own, and Jeff’s.

About 4:30 Julian wheeled Dayton around the cabin to the back porch, up that one step and in through the back door. The aroma of the roasting chicken was tantalizing, and both boys were suddenly anxious for dinner. Jim told them it wouldn’t be ready for about another hour.

About 5:30 Jim brought the roasting pan out of the oven, and Cal lifted the bird out of the roaster and onto a plate, preparing to carve it. Jim took the baked potatoes out of the oven, drained the water out of the steamer, and added butter, salt and pepper to the steamed broccoli. Dinner was served!

The boys got the drumsticks and wings, while Cal and Jim ate the thighs, and the breast was reserved for cold chicken sandwiches for Sunday’s lunch. After dinner, Jim placed the chicken’s carcass into a pot and added about two quarts of water to make a base for some chicken soup, placing the pot on the woodstove to simmer overnight.

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On that same Saturday afternoon, back in Dunbar, Kevin’s Mom, Audrey Collins made an important phone call to Mary Mahoney, Bryan’s Mom. Mary, seeing a call from Tennessee, suspected that it was coming from Kevin’s family, and answered “Hello.”

“Hi Mary, it’s Audrey, Kevin’s Mom.”

“Hi Audrey,” Mary replied, “I hope there’s nothing wrong.”

“I hope not too,” Audrey stated, “Does there need to be something wrong for us to chat?”

“I guess not,” Mary replied, “What’s on your mind?”

“Thanksgiving,” Audrey replied, “I know it’s still two months away, but we need to plan these family events in advance.”

“Andrew and I were hoping the boys could come down here for Thanksgiving,” Mary stated.

“Mary, they only have five days off for Thanksgiving break, from Wednesday through Sunday. They’d need to spend most of their break on the road. They’re already planning to spend their Thanksgiving here in Dunbar. We’re like the halfway point between Kenworth and Houston. They’re figuring if they leave campus early on Wednesday morning, they can drive straight through and get here late Wednesday evening.”

“I guess maybe that makes sense,” Mary replied, “Perhaps they can spend Christmas with us, here in Houston.”

“Kurt and I have discussed this,” Audrey stated, “and we’ve decided to ask you and Andrew to also come to Dunbar for Thanksgiving. We have a spare bedroom, and it would give us a chance to get to know the other side of the family. Kurt and I are really anxious to meet Bryan’s parents in person.”

“We’d like to meet you too,” Mary stated, “but Andrew hates long distance trips. I think it’s a two-day trip to Dunbar from Houston. And wouldn’t Bryan be using the spare bedroom?”

“MARY!” Audrey exclaimed, “You know those boys as well as we do, there’s no way they’re not going to be sharing Kevin’s bed! And that leaves the spare bedroom for you and Andrew.”

“Just like they shared Bryan’s bed when Kevin was here,” Mary replied, snickering. “If we were to come up for Thanksgiving, what would you like us to bring?”

“I’ve already got dinner planned,” Audrey replied, “just yourselves and whatever clothes you need for two or three days.”

“To travel that far, we’d need to leave here on Tuesday to arrive there on Wednesday. Andrew would need to take Tuesday and Wednesday off from work, but he is off Thanksgiving and Friday. I’ll discuss this with Andrew, and get back to you in a few days.”

“Great,” Audrey said, “We really, really want our two families to spend Thanksgiving together with the boys. We’ll be waiting on your acceptance and ‘no’ is NOT an acceptable answer!” The two ladies said goodbye and hung up.

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Back at the cabin, Jim and Cal drained the last of the water from the container to wash up the dishes, and Julian made two trips out to the well and brought back water to refill the storage container, saving that chore from the uncles.

Dayton, about 7:30 PM and feeling antsy, hoping for some ‘boy fun’ with Julian, “Isn’t it about time for bed?”

“Dayton,” Jim responded, “It’s only 7:30, you don’t go to bed this early, even on school nights! Did Julian really tire you out?”

“Nope,” Dayton replied, “It just somehow feels like bedtime, and I want to cuddle up with Julian. He makes me feel warm and safe.” Julian grinned, enjoying the complement.

Finally, about 8:00 PM Julian laid out the air mattress and connected the pump to get it inflated. About 8:30 he rolled out the sleeping bag, and opened it up. He then assisted Dayton to undress down to his skivvies and tee shirt. Shoving Dayton’s briefs down, he held the pee bottle and held Dayton’s pecker and Dayton took a last chance pee. Lowering Dayton down into the sleeping bag, Julian took the bottle out to the front porch, emptied it and his own bladder and returned.

A few minutes later, Julian stripped to his boxers and tee shirt, slid Dayton over and crawled in beside him, pulling Dayton close to his own body, and spooning Dayton.

About 9:00 PM, after what seemed like hours to Dayton, Jim lowered the wick on the oil lamp, giving the boys a night light, then he and Calvin climbed up the stairs to the bedroom, calling it a day, and telling the boys goodnight and to sleep tight. They likely couldn’t be any tighter, as there wasn’t room for a sheet of paper between their bodies!

Both boys were on their left sides, Dayton’s back against Julian’s chest and stomach, and Julian’s right arm around Dayton’s torso.

About fifteen minutes after the Dad’s had gone up to bed, Dayton moved his arm into a position behind his butt and in front of Julian’s stomach. Seconds later, Dayton’s hand slid under the waistband of Julian’s boxers, and his fingers wrapped around Julian’s flaccid pecker. Dayton has made the first move!

Julian willed his dick to stay flaccid, but with Dayton fondling it, that was not to be. Within a minute, Julian Jr. was totally erect, with Dayton’s fingers still wrapped around it. Dayton had a mischievous smile on his face, while feeling every part of Julian’s erect manhood.

Mostly out of curiosity, Julian lowered his arm down across Dayton’s tummy, and to his briefs. Running his hand over the front surface of Dayton’s skivvies, Julian could feel that Dayton was every bit as hard as he was, and likely about the same size, if not just a little bit larger. Dayton may be partially paralyzed, but that didn’t seem to hinder his hormones or sexual development!

“Julian,” Dayton asked, “please slide my skivvies down, so we can jack off together.”

“If you insist,” Julian responded, “I better get us some paper towels.” Julian retrieved several sheets, returned to Dayton and removed his boxers, then slid Dayton’s briefs down and off. The two boys were now both naked, lying on the open sleeping bag, and both with erections as hard as steel. Dayton almost instantly took Julian Jr. back into his hand, starting to stroke it lightly and slowly, Damn, it felt good! Ozzie had taught Dayton well.

Julian reached down and fingered Dayton’s erection, then slid his hand between Dayton’s thighs and felt his scrotum and balls. Dayton let out a sigh of pleasure while Julian massaged his scrotum. Dayton has the biggest pair of testicles that Julian had ever seen or touched. No wonder Dayton shoots such a massive load!

Dayton had already shot a massive load early this morning, and Julian had not dropped a load for about four days, and was well overdue to do so now. The boys continued to jack each other’s peckers for a few more minutes, neither of them reaching climax.

“Julian,” Dayton stated, “I want to watch you cum, I’ve never seen a black pecker shoot! What color is your sperm?”

Julian, snickering, “It’s white, just like yours. I’m close to cumming, let me finish myself off, and you can watch.” Julian grabbed a paper towel and switched his hand from Dayton’s cock to his own. Dayton slid down and propped up on an elbow, his face only about six inches from Julian’s cock, and watched.

Julian reached his orgasm shooting his load mostly into the paper towel, and Dayton grinned. Grabbing another towel, Julian dried the little bit of sperm from his cock and hand.

“Julian, will you finish me off?” Dayton asked. “Your hand jacking my pecker just feels sooooo gooooood!” Julian couldn’t deny Dayton’s request. It’s total pleasure to handle Dayton’s nice boyhood, even just holding it while he pees. Now it’s totally hard and slick with precum. Using Dayton’s precum as lube, Julian returned to stroking Dayton, and Dayton was totally enjoying it.

Dayton, after just a few minutes, “I’m almost ready to cum.”

Julian grabbed a paper towel, without losing a stroke, and prepared to catch Dayton’s ejaculate. With a moan, Dayton’s first spurt shot past the towel, landing on Julian’s face, but Julian captured the rest of Dayton’s load on the towel. A passing thought went through Julian’s mind, just wondering how Dayton’s sperm might taste.

Julian got another towel and wiped Dayton’s pecker off, squeezing those last few drops out onto the towel, then cleaning his hand. He’d nearly forgotten the glob of Dayton’s sperm, still on his face.

Wadding up the paper towels, he suddenly remembered his face. Unnoticed by Dayton, he used his finger to wipe that stray glob off his face, and quickly licked it off his finger, tasting Dayton! Dayton’s cum was surprisingly sweet and just a little tangy, and just a tasty as Jeff’s, which he’d tasted, and swallowed many times.

Rising up, Julian gathered up the paper towels and walked over to the trash bag, dropping them into it, erasing all the evidence of his and Dayton’s mutual masturbation experience. Returning, Julian pulled his boxers back on, and pushed Dayton’s briefs back on, sliding them up to their normal position. He then slid into the sleeping bag with Dayton, pulling him close and spooning him, his arm wrapped around Dayton’s torso. Leaning over, he gave Dayton a loving goodnight kiss on his cheek.

“That was fun, Julian,” Dayton commented, “I hope we can do it again sometime.” Julian declined to answer. Having both been sexually relieved, they should fall asleep soon. Yes, it was also fun for Julian, but he was reluctant to admit that fact to Dayton.

Julian was about ready to drift off to sleep when Dayton pulled Julian’s arm and hand down, pushing Julian’s hand into his briefs.

“What are you doing?” Julian asked.

“I love the feeling of your hand holding my pecker,” Dayton stated, “Can you just hold it in your hand till I fall asleep?”

“I suppose so,” Julian replied, wrapping his fingers around Dayton’s flaccid boyhood, obliging. It’s not an uncomfortable situation for Julian, as he totally likes the feeling of handling Dayton’s handsome penis, whether flaccid or erect. Surprisingly, Dayton did not become erect, even with Julian’s hand holding it.

A few minutes later, the sound of Dayton snoring lightly told Julian that he was asleep, and Julian pulled his hand out of Dayton’s briefs, and soon also fell asleep. Neither of the boys had drunk much after dinner, and they were able to sleep all night without needing to pee.

Sunday morning started out a lot like Saturday, except that breakfast was bacon and eggs, instead of sausage and eggs. For a change, Dayton didn’t have morning wood, or feel the need to masturbate before tinkling, likely because he and Julian had enjoyed getting their rocks off just before going to sleep.

Jim and Cal glanced at each other, grinning, suspecting that the boys had done something during the night to relieve their sexual needs. Even though Julian is nearly twenty-one he is still a teen in their eyes, and teens have raging hormones that often need to be relieved. It occurred to Jim, knowing that Julian is gay, that he may have even given Dayton a BJ, but it’s no big deal, even if he did. Teen boys, gay or straight will rarely decline a free BJ!

In actuality, Julian had desired to give Dayton’s pretty pecker a suck job. Due to his marriage commitment to Jeff and the feeling that it would likely be considered incest, he had shoved the thought out of his mind. He still had enjoyed the mutual masturbation he had shared with Dayton last night.

After breakfast Cal washed up the dishes, while Jim pulled the chicken’s carcass out of the broth and started to remove the small pieces of chicken from the bones, preparing to make some chicken noodle soup, utilizing the broth that had simmered overnight.

Not long after breakfast, the boys made another trip to the outhouse to repeat what they’d done on Saturday. This time Dayton instinctively tucked his own pecker down between his thighs, rather than waiting for Julian to do it.

Dayton, while the two sat together in the outhouse, “Julian, thank you for jacking off with me last night. It was really fun, doing it with you.” Julian was feeling a bit of remorse, being nearly twenty-one while Dayton is not quite fifteen.

“Dayton,” Julian explained, “There is a considerable difference in our ages and your Dads might not approve of us doing that together. It may not be wise to tell them what we did, and keep it a secret, just between you and me.”

“They know that I jack off quite often,” Dayton responded, “because they have to clean up my mess. I don’t think they would care, but at least you took care of our mess last night and they didn’t have to clean me up this morning. They’ve told me that it’s a normal thing that all boys do after reaching puberty. I’ll keep last night a secret, but I do look forward to us doing it together again.”

“They told you right,” Julian replied, “show me a boy that doesn’t jack off and I’ll show you a liar! Some boys just won’t admit that they do it, but I’m pretty sure that we all do it.” Dayton smiled. The boys wiped their butts, Julian pulled his pants back up then assisted Dayton with his and they left the outhouse.

Sunday was cooler than Saturday, so instead of settling at the picnic bench, they returned to the cabin, where it was comfortably warmer.

Come lunchtime, Jim and Cal served cold chicken sandwiches along with hot chicken noodle soup. The tone was somber, as this was the last meal they would be sharing together at the cabin.

Julian was planning to leave by 4:30 PM to return to campus in time to have dinner at the dining hall. Jim and Cal were expecting to leave about the same time, as Dayton would need to return to school on Monday morning, and the Dad’s were both due back at work on Monday morning.

“I hope you boys both enjoyed our weekend getaway,” Cal stated.

Dayton, smiling, “I had an awesome time, and it was so much fun sleeping with Julian.” He wisely avoided saying anything about the boy fun they had shared.

“I think the feeling is mutual,” Julian replied, “it gave Dayton and me time to really get to know each other a lot better, and be really close to each other, like cousins ought to be. Thank you so much for allowing me to spend this glorious weekend with you and Dayton.” Jim and Cal both grinned.

“You’re more than welcome, Julian,” Cal responded.

“Dad’s,” Dayton suggested, “maybe we could invite Julian to spend a weekend at our house. I’d be very happy to share my bed with Julian for a night or two.” Julian grinned, liking the idea.

“Dayton only has a twin bed,” Jim stated, “you guys would be sleeping mighty close together.”

“I don’t see a problem there,” Julian replied, smiling, “we sleep pretty close together anyway, and I love feeling Dayton snuggling close to me.” Jim and Cal glanced at each other, grinning, having noticed how close these boys slept together in the sleeping bag.

“We’ll consider that Dayton,” Jim said, “maybe some weekend in October.” Both boys smiled, and Julian brought up a new topic.

“Uncle Jim, Uncle Cal,” Julian stated, “my family has a yacht up on the lake, and usually spend the summer holidays on the water. Maybe I could come and get Dayton and he could spend a summer weekend with us on the lake, like maybe Memorial Day Weekend. I know that Dayton can’t swim, but I still think he would have a good time with my family on the yacht.” Dayton is sporting an ear to ear grin.

“It’s a long time until Memorial Day,” Jim stated, “but we might consider that. I hope you know that we know you and Jeff have a lot of love for Dayton, and he’d be in good hands. There is no one we would trust Dayton’s care to any more than you and Jeff.”

By 3:30 PM Jim and Cal had washed the dishes and put them away, and were gathering up whatever they needed to take with them. By 4:30 the cabin was locked and all four were by their cars to say goodbye and head out. Julian assisted Dayton out of the wheelchair, and lowered him into the back seat of Cal’s car, while Cal folded the wheelchair and placed it into the trunk.

Julian leaned over Dayton to give him a goodbye kiss on his cheek and Dayton clung to Julian like he’d never let him go. Cal and Jim both observed that both boys had tears streaming down their faces, not welcoming their separation.

“Hey guys,” Jim stated, smiling, “This isn’t goodbye forever! You’ll be seeing each other again next month, when Julian comes to spend the weekend with us.” Jim and Cal both suddenly realized just how close these boys had become, and how much love they both had for each other. Parting is such sweet sorrow. Jim and Cal both gave Julian a tight and loving hug.

“Julian,” Cal stated, “thank you for sharing this weekend with us. I think your being here with us has really made the weekend an unforgettable, memorable and happy weekend for Dayton.”

“For me too, Uncle Cal,” Julian replied, “I only regret that Jeff couldn’t have been here to share it with us. Golly, I miss my Baby!”

“I think,” Cal stated, “like Jim and I, you and Jeff share a love that will last a lifetime. Maybe next time, Jeff will be able to join us, and I’m certain there will be a next time! I hope that we will see you and Jeff over the Thanksgiving holidays.”

Final hugs over, Julian entered his car and headed back to campus, while Jim and Cal returned home with Dayton, and the leftover chicken noodle soup. The getaway weekend has ended.

To be continued................