Tommy and Tanner

Tommy and Tanner Chapter 12

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This is not my first attempt at writing fiction. My longer stories on Nifty include: "Always and Forever" (March 25, 2004), "Jacob and Jacques" (May 30, 2004), "Zeke" (August 29, 2005), "Tales from Bentonville" (November 16, 2008), and "Second Chance" (September 24, 2010) under "High School" and "Someone to Watch over Me" under "Beginnings" in the gay male section. There are a few short stories also: "Brad and Alan's Canoe Trip" (April 22, 2004 under "Camping", "Of Angels and Dragons" (November 8, 2008) under "Camping", "A Christmas Tale" (December 22, 2009) under "High School", "Brazil Affair" (October 1, 2010) under "Beginnings" and "Seth's Gift" (October 10, 2010) under the Science Fiction/Fantasy category.

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Tommy and Tanner, chapter 12

As Tommy and Tanner shared the communal shower together, they talked quietly about their plans for coming out.

"I'm kinda scared," Tanner admitted. "I know Dad loves me, but I am adopted..."

"Adopted means they chose you; they got stuck with me. We all chose you, not just Dad. I know everyone loves you as much as I do, but not in the same way," he snickered as he grabbed Tanner's dick briefly, trying to lighten his mood.

"I know. I worry too much, but I've lost a lot..."

"You're never gonna lose me, Stud! Don't forget that." Tommy assured him, putting an arm around his shoulder.

"I love you, Tommy," Tanner said, the water from the shower covering his tears.

"I know. I love you as much.

Their conversation ended abruptly as a couple of other campers came in to use the toilets.

Neither Tommy nor Tanner seemed as jovial as usual, and both looked kind of nervous. Tark appeared to be preoccupied. Lee and Tim were a bit fidgety too. Tuck was the only one who was really up-beat. He declared that he was going to explore the woods. Tark asked him to stay within calling distance so he wouldn't miss supper, but was relieved that Tucker would be out of ear-shot during the discussion he was planning to initiate.

"I guess I should go clean up before we make supper," Lee said, gathering his towel and toiletries to allow Tark time alone with Tommy and Tanner."

"I should too," Tim said. "If you'll wait a few minutes, I'll join you."

(They had prearranged to leave at the same time so as not to inhibit Tark's conversation.)

"Please don't go yet," Tommy requested. "Tanner and I have something we need to say and we want both you here when we do."

"Before you say anything, I'd like a moment first," Tark announced.

He walked over to his two "middle" sons and faced them, smiling. He took Tommy's left hand and Tanner's right and placed them together inside of his larger ones.

"I love you both unconditionally, just as I sense you love each other. I hope you have a lifetime of happiness together."

Then, with an arm around the neck of each, he hugged them to his chest. There were tears all around. Lee and Tim joined them in a family embrace.

"Thanks Dad," Tanner said, not bothering to hide his flowing tears of emotion. "I was afraid maybe you'd think I turned Tommy gay like me."

"I may not be biology major, but I know that people don't "turn" gay." Tark assured them. "I was waiting for you boys to come out to me, but Lee explained to me how much stress is involved even when you think your family will be okay with it. So instead of prolonging the suspense, I figured I'd try to lessen your anxiety. I know you may have enough of that if and when you tell your friends."

"How do you think Mom will react," Tommy asked quietly.

"Mom already guessed you were, um, a couple, and she's fine with it just like I am." Tark answered. "She gave me her proxy," he grinned.

Tommy laughed.

"Is this an inside joke?" Tanner wanted to know.

"Kind of," Tark said. "You probably remember we had a family meeting before we invited you to be part of our clan, while you were with Teri at your old house. She had already told me how she would vote, giving me the right to vote for her. Tuck loved the word `proxy' so much that he tried to use it several times the rest of the week. I think I told you the vote was unanimous with six ayes and no nays!"

"Wait, that doesn't add up," Tanner frowned, calculating that there were only five in the family before they'd adopted him.

"Tommy voted twice," Tark smiled broadly again. "Why don't you two kiss so you get over feeling awkward about doing it in front of us? Of course if you're going to do any serious making out, you should do that in your room."

The boys blushed, but they didn't need to be coaxed. Their lips met briefly and chastely, but the emotion in that kiss was powerful because it was both heart-felt and public. Then they hugged again.

"I'm glad that's over," Lee said with a smile.

"Imagine how we feel!" Tanner beamed. "Thanks for helping to move it along."

"Well, Mom's gonna be okay, but we still have to face Tucker." Tommy sighed.

"I think he's going to be more receptive than you fear," Tim speculated. "He's done a lot of thinking and a lot of growing up this year – even on this trip."

"I hope so," Tommy nodded. "I know he's never been as close to me as he is to you, but I really do love the twerp."

While Tommy was speculating about Tuck's reaction, Tucker was having a strange experience that would make him feel like he'd really become a man that summer.

By the time he was several yards into the wooded area abutting the camp, an overwhelming sense of horniness came over him. He sat down on the ground with his back against a big tree and put his hands down his trunks to caress his expanding dick. It was soothing, making him so relaxed it seemed like he was drifting into another realm.

Suddenly he got the eerie feeling that someone else was watching him. He heard a twig snap behind him. He whirled around in fright, adrenalin pumping. Then he grinned over his brief sense of panic.

There stood the girl he'd seen on the beach. The one who had made his boyhood perk up earlier in the day.

"Hi, I'm Karla," she said, "but my friends call me `Karle' and you can if you want. I mean if you'd like to be my boyfriend."

"I'm Tucker, but you can call me `Tuck' like my friends do," he responded.

"I think you're hot!" she said, surprising Tuck with her forwardness. "I saw you naked."

"I saw you too," he responded, not knowing what else to say.

"Do you like my tits" Karle asked pointblank.

"Uh, yeah! I think they're awesome."

"My cousin, Sam, says they'll grow a lot bigger like the girls in the magazines he gets from his older brother. He still likes to feel them and lick them. Would you like to?"

"Uh, yeah, but aren't you afraid we'll get caught?" he said shakily, wondering if he would have the balls to follow through. "I mean, you caught me."

"If anyone comes, we can hear them because of the leaves and twigs on the ground." Karle said as she pulled her shirt up exposing her developing boobs.

Poor Tucker was so excited that he felt faint. It seemed like all the blood had left his brain, leaving him with no sense of balance. In fact, a lot of it had rushed to his crotch making his trunks uncomfortably snug despite the fact they were roomy enough to allow him to pitch a tent.

"I can tell you like them," Karle cooed as she knelt down to feel Tuck's hard dick through the thin cloth.

"Yeah!" Tuck gasped, using the only word he seemed to remember.

Although he'd learned to play with himself some time ago and had even let Bobby masturbate him once (resulting in a dry orgasm), he had never felt like this. He leaned in to run his tongue over her left breast. She grabbed the back of his head and pushed into him as if trying to force the whole thing into his hot mouth.

Tuck squirmed. He was feeling things he'd never known existed. When Karle took his hand and guided it into the front of her shorts, Tuck realized he was reaching the point of no return. As his fingers came in contact with her moist clitoris, he gasped and shuddered, triggering his first wet climax. There probably wasn't enough fluid to bleed through his trunks, but he could sense its presence on his `nads and it made him feel like a man despite the fact that he was shaking. He figured he was saved from having to go any further when he heard Tark calling him to come to eat.

"Sorry I have to go!" he exclaimed.

"Could you pet it gently before you go?" she asked, starting to remove her shorts.

"Yeah," he agreed.

Karle guided his hand over her mound of Venus, causing his middle finger to gently stimulate her most sensitive part. Then she removed his hand and thrust her crotch into his face. He seemed to instinctively know what to do with his tongue and it took only a couple of minutes before she too moaned and shuddered.

"Thanks, that was good," Karle complimented him. "I wish we lived close so you really could be my boyfriend."

"Uh, thanks! I wish we did too," he said as he pulled his trunks down to examine the stickiness.

All at once, she was gone without a sound or a trace. Tuck stood up in a daze. He ran back through the trees feeling a lot of conflicting emotions. He felt guilty - like he had tasted forbidden fruit, and at the same time felt elated that he'd been able to lick a girl there and make her cum too. He certainly wasn't gay, and he'd achieved his first wet orgasm. He could hardly wait to tell Bobby. But would Bobby believe him? Did he believe it himself? It was all so surreal!

"Boy that was good timing, Tucker!" Tark smiled as Tuck came into the camp panting heavily. "I was getting ready to holler at you to come for supper."

"Oh? I thought you'd called me already."

"Nope. It must have been some other father rounding up his son."

Everyone ate more heartily than usual, and that was saying a lot given the teens' normal appetites. Tark was thankful that he'd purchased as much food as he had that morning, and he began to make a mental list of what would need replenishing before their next big meal.

He was also thankful that he and his middle sons had become even closer than they'd been already. It was comforting to know that they no longer feared how he and Teri would react to their orientation.

After they'd cleaned up the supper dishes and were sitting around the campfire toasting marshmallows and making s'mores, Tommy again appeared fidgety.

"Tuck, Tanner and I have something we need to tell you before you find out somewhere else. I hope you won't hate us when you know."

"You mean about being gay and stuff?" Tucker asked.

"Uh, yeah, you know?"

"I saw you kissing. Besides, I'm not a little boy; I know the score. I've thought it over a lot, and I'm okay with it. You guys are my brothers no matter what. And if any of my friends don't like it, I'll kick their ass!"

"Tucker, I'm glad you're willing to stand up for your brothers, but we're going to have to work on that mouth of yours!" Tark said trying to sound sterner than he felt at the moment.

"Yes, Sir, sorry Sir," Tuck said sincerely. "You said people sometimes use words like that to show that they really mean what they're saying."

"You're right; I did, but please don't let your everyday language become crude. It's not acceptable in polite company, not that this bunch is qualified to be in that category, with the exception of Lee!"

"Hey, I think you've just offended my sensibilities," Tommy said in a campy manner. "I am certainly proper and polite."

"Puleeze!" Tuck exclaimed dramatically. "It's okay if you're gay, but you don't have to be a flamer!"

"Where did you hear that term?" Tark laughed.

"Dad, you'd be surprised what you can learn in middle school locker rooms these days."

"I'm sure I would be," Tark agreed. "I'd still like you to practice clean speech, please. Coarse talk can make you appear uncouth and even prevent you from getting the job you want someday."

"Okay, Dad, I'll work on it."

Given the day's events, it would seem logical that all the guys would pass out the moment they hit their sleeping bags. However that was not the case.

Tark took a little time to wind down. He still felt exhilarated knowing that the air had been cleared between his sons and him. It had all gone better than he'd feared it might.

As they discussed it in their tent, Lee complimented him on his handling of the situation, and that made him even happier. They talked for a while, but eventually drifted off to sleep ahead of the boys.

Tuck's young system was still reeling from his mystical encounter in the woods. It was so bizarre that he was having difficulty getting his head around it. He wondered what Karle's cousin had done with her that made her so bold. Had they fucked - oops, had intercourse? He didn't think most girls her age acted that horny. Maybe it all HAD been a dream, or maybe the woods were magical and she was a nymph. Either way, dwelling on it made him feel horny all over again. He felt his dick harden like steel.

Since Tim appeared to be asleep, Tuck pushed down the top of his too-warm sleeping bag and slipped out of his trunks. There he lay nude with his throbbing cock pointing away from his abs at a 45 degree angle.

He ran his fingers lovingly over his hardon, imagining the soft sponginess of Karle's small breasts and the slippery feeling of her crotch. Within a very few minutes, he grunted and squirted a few drops of sticky fluid on his abs. Tuck smiled in the dark over his new ability to produce cum. It was wicked fun!

Tim was still awake, observing it all through half-closed eyes, but he was sensitive enough toward his little brother's feelings not to let him know. He might tease him later, but not in the afterglow. Instead, he furtively slipped his hands into his own shorts and quietly massaged his large cock until it spewed out a huge load. He gasped slightly when it erupted.

Knowing that large amount of cum would bleed through to his sleeping bag; he reached around in the dark trying to find something to sop part of it up with.

"Here's some Kleenex," Tuck snickered. "I know what you did, and you probably know what I did."

"Yup," Tim giggled. "I guess that makes us even, huh?"

"Yeah," Tuck agreed. "I'm squirting now too. I only started today."

"Congratulation, little Bro!" Tim said, exchanging a somewhat sticky high-five with his sibling. "Now you're a real member of the JO club."

Both went to sleep quickly feeling very relaxed.

Tommy and Tanner were over the moon! All the anxiety that had been building in their minds lately was a thing of the past. If their family loved them, then few other opinions mattered. They were especially elated at how calm Tucker had taken the news – even more so that he hadn't considered it to BE news. Their worry had been for naught.

Now, naked in their tent, they shared their joy by cuddling skin to skin.

"Wow, what a summer this has turned out to be!" Tommy exclaimed. "First my evil grandmother is gone and now we're even allowed to kiss in front of our family!"

"Whoa, how does that all go together in one sentence?"

"Well, you know how `Ms. Cynthia Worthington Torrance' acted toward you at Christmas. I'm not sad to see her gone. And, I think she would have pitched a fit and accused you of making me gay. Of course, having a gay grandson might be fashionable these days; who knows?"

"You're right that she didn't exactly welcome me with open arms."

"Let's forget about her and all the rest of that shit," Tommy snickered at his own coarse language. "How badly do you want to sleep right away?"

"I'm really beat," Tanner said, trying not to giggle.

"Liar, liar, pants on fire!" Tommy said.

"I don't have on any pants, in case you didn't notice," Tanner responded, guiding Tommy's right hand down to his stiffening rod.

"Mmm... You certainly don't, you naughty boy."

Tommy then reached further down to caress the magical spot behind Tanner's `nads. Tanner levitated about six inches off the sleeping bag when he did.

"Holy Shit! I think you found something I didn't know I had! Let me do that to you."

Tommy was going to tease Tanner about talking like Tucker, but the sensations he was feeling took his breath away. For the next several minutes, the boys massaged each other's perineum while kissing and moaning into each other's mouth. Their passion rose to the point that they squirted all over each other without having had their cocks touched at all. It was awesome!

Tanner scooped up some of Tommy's load and tasted it. Tommy did likewise with Tanner's cum. They wiped up the rest of the residue with the top sleeping bag. It would have to be washed when they got home anyway.

After a short session of tongue wrestling, they fell to sleep cuddling.

In the morning Tark took a vote to see if the boys wanted to spend their last full day of the trip on the beach again or go hiking on a nearby trail. He and Lee abstained. The vote was four to zero in favor of the beach, so their votes wouldn't have mattered anyway.

Tommy and Tanner were looking forward to walking hand in hand without having to worry about what their family members thought. Tark, Lee, and Tim would be happy "toast their buns" as Tim put it. Tucker was hoping to see Karle there again to prove to himself that his experience in the woods hadn't been a waking wet-dream. He was, however, concerned that he might not be able to control his dick if he did find her. But then, she might appreciate that!

After breakfast, the guys packed up everything, being careful to keep the things handy that they'd need for their overnight stay on the way home. Lee and Tark worked on packing lunch while the boys stowed the gear in the van. Then they got underway.

Today, they'd have a little more time in the sun, so Tark reminded them to use plenty of lotion and find shade when they could.

"Tim has more protection than the rest of us because of his deeper tan, but he still needs to be careful, especially with his butt and, um, other important parts," Tark snickered. "We all have to be careful because we don't want to have to explain to Mom how we ended up with sunburned butts! She already knows we'll be skinny dipping, so I don't think I'll have to undress in the dark if I lose my tan lines."

"We could leave you here and tell Mom that you'd been mistaken for a white-tail deer and got shot." Tim teased. "In this case, is it spelled d-e-a-r?"

"You're the one we'll leave here, sassy brat," Tark teased back.

"I'll stay with you, Tim," Tuck offered.

"Yeah, and you'd dry up and blow away from losing seminal fluid!" Tim snickered, while Tuck blushed and grinned – enjoying the reference to his newly acquired ability.

The walk to the beach from the parking lot seemed shorter today. Everyone was in great spirits. When they got about 15 yards from the water's edge, Tommy and Tanner immediately headed to the left where the gay guys tended to congregate. Lee and Tark headed that direction too, but didn't sit together or park close to the boys. (Tark wanted Lee to have the opportunity to get picked up if he chose to do so, and neither of the adults wanted to look like they were chaperoning the boys.)

Tucker stuck by Tim and they went to the coed section and laid out their towels quite close to the river. Tuck wanted to be able to plunge into the cool water at a moment's notice, in case he had to douse the fire in his loins.

He didn't see Karle anywhere and again wondered if she were real. He did, however, see a few well-endowed females who had breasts worthy of a Playboy centerfold. He couldn't believe that his dad had actually let him be in this situation where he felt like he was virtually inside of one of those hot magazines.

Tim teased him a little, but not mercilessly. He also watched over him to make sure he didn't get sunburned.

Even while razzing Tuck good-naturedly, Tim was enjoying the scenery as well. The well-endowed lady who walked very close to where the boys were lying caused Tim to find it necessary to turn on his stomach rather suddenly. The lady caught a glimpse of his "rising problem" and gave him a big smile. He grinned back, enjoying that fact that she'd seen him and evidently appreciated what he had.

Tim and Tuck soon plunged into the river to cool down. They waded in it waist deep until they got to the gay section before coming out. They found their dad and inquired about lunch.

The men and boys ate in that part of the beach. It may sound strange to have chosen to stay in the gay area, but that was where Tucker, Tim, and Tark had no problem remaining soft. Lee seemed to have pretty good self-discipline for a gay man among a lot of others and didn't get hard. Tommy and Tanner weren't aroused by anyone either for the moment, for several reasons. Because of participating in sports, they'd learned not to react in locker rooms around other naked guys. They were too much in love to be lustfully checking out the scenery, and besides, they'd thoroughly drained each other last night.

When lunch was over, they all went back to sunning after receiving another warning from Tark about using plenty of lotion.

Around 3:00, Tark said he thought they should head out so they could drive a few miles before dinner. It would shorten the distance they have to travel the following day so they could sleep in a bit in the morning if they wanted to and still make it home at a reasonable hour.

Their last night of camping was in a small campground that wasn't at all crowded. Again they were lucky to find a vacant site that was kind of off by itself.

Tuck was quick to go exploring, while everyone else headed for the showers. The facilities in this place were a bit primitive, but functional. Like in the last campground, the men's shower consisted of a single room with six showerheads and one common drain in the middle. There was absolutely no privacy, which didn't matter to five males who'd been naked on the beach all day.

When the guys came in, there was one occupant who looked to be college age. He checked them all out when they arrived, but didn't let his eyes dwell on their crotches too long. He soon dried off and went to a sink to shave.

Off on his own, Tuck met a boy about his age who wanted to check out the area behind the campground. He invited Tuck to go with him.

"I'm Landon and I'll be in eighth grade this fall. Would you like to go exploring with me?"

"Sure! I'm Tuck and I'll be in the same grade. I'm two years behind my next older brother even though I'm less than a year and two months younger. I don't like having a November birthday."

"Mine is early December, so I'm in the same fix. We're both Sagittarius!"

"Huh?"

"We're both born under the same sign. Our symbol is the archer and we are known for our sense of adventure and pursuing what we want out of life."

"Hmm, I guess that fits since we both like to explore."

They walked for several minutes until they were far away from the sounds of traffic or anything but natural ones like the breeze in the trees and the singing of birds.

"Do you ever like to get naked outside?" Landon asked, hoping Tuck did.

"Yeah, I love it. We were at a nude beach today and yesterday."

"Wow! Was it exciting?"

"Yeah, I had a boner most of the time."

"You wanna get naked now?"

"Okay."

The two took off their shorts which turned out to be the only piece of clothing either was wearing.

They looked each other over, grinning.

"You weren't lying! You have a pretty even tan except you're a little paler where you used to have a swimsuit on." Landon said.

"Your butt is really white!" Tuck exclaimed.

"You've got a nice dick. Can you make it cum?"

"Yeah, I can squirt some, but not a bunch like my older brother."

"Have you watched him?"

"No, I just heard him cumming last night and he moaned for quite a while longer than I do."

"Have you ever seen anyone else cum?"

"I saw a couple of guys do it at scout camp. They had a contest to see who could shoot the farthest."

"Cool! Can we do it together?"

"Okay." Tuck agreed.

Both boys were already throwing wood from talking about jacking off, so they didn't need a lot of stimulation. Tucker began with long, slow strokes. Landon imitated what he was doing. Pretty soon, Landon reached over to touch Tuck's throbbing tool. A few months ago, Tuck might have freaked out, but now he didn't even flinch.

"You wanna touch me too?" Landon asked.

"Sure," Tuck replied.

When they began to jack each other, it felt better than doing it themselves. Within a few minutes, Landon began to whimper. The sounds he was making caused Tucker to moan too.

Suddenly Landon shot a couple of watery squirts that hit Tucker's abs.

"Nice!" Tucker exclaimed.

To his credit, Landon didn't stop stroking Tuck's dick until he too had spurted several similar shots on Landon's crotch.

"That was way cool!" Landon enthused.

"Yeah it was!"

"We'd better get back before someone gets worried and comes looking for us," Landon suggested. "Too bad we don't live next door to each other."

"That would be cool," Tuck agreed, imagining how it would be to have Karle as a neighbor on one side and Landon on the other.

He decided that Tim had been right about guys experimenting with each other. Now that he knew for sure that he preferred girls, Tuck wasn't afraid to have a little fun with other boys. Playing with Landon had been exciting and at least he knew that Landon was flesh and blood.

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