PETER BRADY AT THE BICYCLE SHOP 4
This is a work of gay celebrity fiction. The sexual scenarios existed solely in the imagination of the author. If you offended by underage boys having sex with adult men, please stop reading immediately.
(Gay Celebrity)
Peter Brady, and his blonde, handsome, 15-year-old best friend, Timmy Morris, had been bugging their fathers to take them on a camping trip. Too young to drive themselves, the high school sophomores wanted a relaxing weekend to hike and fish after completing a grueling season of football.
Light, and not particularly fast, Peter played end on a JV team that rarely threw the ball. The wiry-built middle Brady boy was tasked to block a usually bigger opponent on every play. Peter returned from each game and practice, bruised and exhausted.
Timmy, on the other hand, was muscular and speedy. Playing running back, he was one of the best in the league, and was soon brought up to the varsity. If he couldn't juke his way for extra yards, Timmy took pride in trying to run his defensive opponent over.
Showering next to Timmy following their final game of the season, the two boys came up with the idea of a camping trip. Peter looked down to admire Timmy's beefy body and long, slender cock as the water danced upon his naked body.
Both boys had hit the weight room in earnest that season. While Peter had added sinewy-muscle to his lean body, Timmy had the muscular legs, pecs, and arms, of an older athlete.
At age 15, Peter was already experienced... in gay sex! One of Peter's two male lovers had been a former Westdale high school football star, and the other was a mature, youth camp owner whom Peter had shared his bed for the majority of the summer.
Although Peter yearned for Timmy's body, he was content with playing it straight around his popular best friend, not wanting the entire high school to learn that he was attracted to men.
What Peter didn't know was that Timmy had been turned out by family friend, "Uncle Vic" Reynolds, at the age of 12. Timmy could sense the way that Peter looked at him, particularly in the shower, that he was interested in him as more than a friend, but Timmy was likewise hesitant to reveal his truth and secret life to his best friend.
Peter wasn't the only one attracted to muscular Timmy. Mike Brady, Peter's father was especially welcoming to Peter's best friend, who would lift weights, shirtless, in the Brady garage. Timmy athletic-supporter bound bulge was prominent as he laid enticingly on the weight bench. Timmy's thick, muscular ass was a particular attraction to the secretly gay, Brady patriarch.
In an effort to touch the handsome boy, Mr. Brady would playfully tousle Timmy's shoulder-length blonde hair, or would spot the young football player on the weight bench, his ball sack just above the 15-year-old's face.
Finally, having a free weekend, Mike Brady agreed to take the boys on an overnight camping trip. Unfortunately, Timmy's father was unavailable to join them, but Uncle Vic offered to substitute.
Parking their station wagon near the selected campsite, two tents were soon erected. The boys put on their backpacks, and walked the short distance to the lake to begin fishing. Mike and Uncle Vic stayed at the campsite, and began to conspire.
Recognizing a kindred spirit, Uncle Vic soon coaxed out Mike's attraction to young boys. Vic had a plan.
It was an unusually hot November day. The boys returned shirtless from the lake, a bounty of trout in their creels.
Mike watched with great interest as the sweat slowly dripped down Timmy's muscular, hairless chest as he and Peter prepared to gut the fish for dinner that evening.
Peter's youthful body was more tan and slender than Timmy's. Uncle Vic had to fight the urge to rub Peter's small, tight, butt cheeks as he fileted the trout. The older man noticed that a few wisps of dark hair formed an enticing path from Peter's belly button, and beneath the buttons of his hiking shorts.
The trout was cooked on an open fire and was delicious. Only 5:00 p.m., it was already getting dark. The four campers conversed easily in front of the campfire until the adults announced that it was time to turn in for the night.
Peter followed his father toward their tent when Mr. Brady announced that there was a change of plans. In order to get to know the teenagers better, Peter would be bunking with Uncle Vic, while Timmy would be sharing a tent with Mr. Brady.
Peter had been attracted to the 35-year-old Uncle Vic upon first meeting him. The former college football player was deeply muscled, and seemed to be as strong as an ox, judging by the sheer amount of equipment that he carried to the campsite from the station wagon.
Walking into the tent expecting to find two sleeping bags, Peter was surprised to see that the sleeping bags had been opened, and rolled out like blankets on the ground. Explaining that it would be a warm night, Uncle Vic felt the arrangement would be more comfortable this way.
Peter watched intently as Uncle Vic removed his shirt and pants. Wearing a small pair of black bikini underwear, the thin fabric did little to obscure the older man's prominent bulge as he laid flat on his back with his hands beside him, as if to offer Peter and unobstructed view.
Peter quickly undressed down to boxer shorts. Already turned on, Peter's slender, semi-erect penis embarrassedly played hide and seek in-and-out of Peter's open fly.
Peter shifted to his side to hide his growing erection. "That's O.K., Peter," Uncle Vic whispered, "It's perfectly natural." The older, former football player turned Peter onto his back. The 15-year-old's now full erection popped completely out of the opening in his boxer shorts.
"I like men too," Uncle Vic informed the horny teenager, as he began to caress the middle Brady boy's hairless, wiry-muscled chest. Peter's erection was now pointing to the sky as Uncle Vic rubbed and kissed Peter's boy-boobs with his mouth and thick hands.
In one swift motion, Peter's boxer shorts were removed, and cast to the side of the tent. Except for a small tuft of black pubic hair, and a thin "glory trail" leading down from Peter's flat stomach, the high school sophomore's young body was completely hairless, just as Uncle Vic preferred.
Bypassing Peter's engorged cock for the time-being, Uncle Vic's busy hands traversed Peter's appealing naked, teenage body. Peter's slender cock was now twitching in anticipation.
Leaning over the prone high school boy, Uncle Vic engulfed Peter's dick into his lust-filled mouth. Stroking the shaft of Peter's cock as he took it in-and-out of his mouth, Uncle Vic eagerly fondled Peter's hairless balls, causing the young teen to noisily express his approval. When Peter ejaculated, Uncle Vic squeezed every last drop of the 15-year-old's cum into his avaricious mouth.
Peter caressed Uncle Vic's muscular chest and arms as the older man positioned himself between Peter's legs. Lifting Peter upwards, he placed each of the 15-year-old's legs over his broad shoulders. Peter gritted his teeth. He'd been in this position before.
Uncle Vic spit on his hand, and rubbed the saliva on his thick, eager, 8" cock. Peter had been sodomized on many occasions, but was never quite prepared for the initial rectum-stretching thrusts.
Peter reacted loudly as he was penetrated by Uncle Vic. Forcefully fucking the dark-haired boy, the older man's balls slapped against Peter's slightly-built backside. The older man's speed and intensity increased as he anally-fucked the Brady boy. Peter's initial pain had by now subsided, and his young cock swung wildly from the force of Uncle Vic's physical exertions.
The unmistakable sounds of sex were loudly emanating from Uncle Vic and Peter's shared tent as Timmy and Mr. Brady prepared to bed down for the night.
There was little need for words when Timmy announced, "Uncle Vic likes boys. We've been fucking since I was 12." Mike Brady pretended not to be startled, and instead leaned in to kiss the handsome, blonde boy.
The father of six and the beefy teenage boy were soon naked. Mike was a decided "bottom," and allowed the muscular boy to take charge. Pressing his thick, young cock in Peter's dad's face, Mike avidly sucked the cock of the teenage boy that he had long lusted after.
After Timmy spilled his load, Mr. Brady gripped Timmy's now-flaccid cock, jacking him off, and marveling at the length and thickness of the teenage boy's tool, who was not yet old enough to drive a car.
Mr. Brady's eager hands explored Timmy's, muscular, young, naked body. Squeezing Timmy's muscular pecs and biceps, the older man had a broad smile on his face. It was clear that Timmy would be up for anything that evening.
As the Brady patriarch laid on his back, Timmy rolled atop Peter's dad's naked body, rubbing his throbbing cock against Mike's. Mike gripped Timmy's thick, athletic ass as the man and boy rubbed their erect cocks together.
Rolling off of Mike's body, Timmy helped to flip the surprisingly-fit, older man onto his stomach. Starting at Mr. Brady's shoulders, Timmy caressed the older man's upper torso, working his way down to Mr. Brady's slender ass.
Mike groaned contentedly as Timmy's wet tongue found its way into his mature anus. Feeling it sufficiently moist, Timmy climbed atop Peter's prone father and inserted his thick cock into the rectum of the Brady "bottom."
The beefy teenage boy grunted like an animal as his cock bored into Mr. Brady's anus. The older man had secretly enjoyed gay sex since college. Unable to bring a man home, obviously, Mike Brady trolled for "chickens" in West Hollywood.
Peter was on his side as Uncle Vic continued to sodomize him. The older man's avid hand was wrapped around Peter's cock as he simultaneously jerked off the 15-year-old boy.
After a night of noisy sex, there were no secrets to keep as the four emerged one-by-one from the tents. Peter and Timmy walked off on their own and were soon naked and having sex behind some large rocks.
The ride back to suburbia was quiet that afternoon. Mike and Uncle Vic were already entertaining a return engagement in their heads.
The End.
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