After what Seth and I did Thursday night at my cousin's house, I couldn't get my mind on anything but him. All day long on Friday I kept making excuses to go into the lobby where the bellmen were, just so I could see him and say hi to him. Every time I did that, I got hard. My penis leaked so much pre-cum that day I thought my briefs would actually crackle after it dried. As it got closer to quitting time, I started getting more and more excited. I was going to spend the whole night with Seth, in his bed, and I knew we'd be naked. I couldn't wait to have him in my arms, pressing against me, rubbing against me, both of us hard and sticky. I knew it was probably just a crush or lust or something, but I didn't care. He was my boyfriend, and I wanted him bad. And I knew he wanted me, too. That was the best part. We churned each other up. Seth had ridden to work that morning with Kyle, Justin, and Jeff, but he rode home with me. I had brought a bag with the clothes and other stuff I would need, and I had told my parents I would see them Monday night. My dad was so cool about it. He offered me a fifty dollar bill to help with the expenses of the weekend. He had done that with my brothers a bunch of times but never before with me. I had a wad of money from work, and I really didn't think I would need any money, anyway. "Thanks, Dad, but I can pay my way," I had said. I was so glad to be independent of them for spending money. "Okay, but I'm going to put this on your desk in your room," he said. "Thanks, Dad. I appreciate it," I said. "You really like this boy, don't you?" "Yes, sir, I do. I like him a lot," I said. "Your mother and I are happy for you, son. Bring him around soon, so we can meet him, okay?" "Yes, sir, I will." "Have a great weekend, son. We'll see you Monday night." That was pretty damn cool, I thought. I never doubted them, though. Seth and I went right up to his room as soon as we got to the house. He locked the door, and we were in each other's arms in a heartbeat. We started kissing standing in the middle of the room, and we undressed each other as we kissed. Once our clothes were off, we stood there kissing. We were rubbing against one another, and Seth reached behind me and rubbed my butt. Wow! I never knew that could feel that good. We moved to the bed, and he got on top of me. We were kissing like we were trying to eat one another up, but he moved down onto my chest. He got one of my nipples into his mouth, and he sucked it and teased it and licked it. Oh, my God! And then we made love. When we were finished, neither one of us said anything. We held one another and kissed and nibbled a little bit, and we both went to sleep. We both needed showers when we woke up. "Let's take a shower," he said. "Together." He grinned, and I grinned back. We showered and dressed, and then we went downstairs. We couldn't resist playing with each other in the shower, too, and that was pretty intense. They were out at the pool when we got down there, splashing around naked. "Hey, guys," Kyle said, as he walked up to us. His penis was bouncing up and down as he walked, and I envied that. Why? I didn't really know, but it just looked good doing that. Mine had already done well by me that night, but I just wished it was bigger. "Hey," we both said. "There's food out on the counter in the kitchen," he said. "It's just us here tonight, so it's not really that much. Jeff and Tyler are on a date, I guess. We can call for pizza or fried chicken, if y'all are really hungry." "What's out," Seth asked. "Fruit, cereal, peanut butter and jelly. Some salad, too, I think, and there are boiled crabs in the fridge. Eat up quick so you can come play with us," he said. Seth and I went back inside to the kitchen. There wasn't all that much left, but a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, with a cold glass of milk, sounded great to me. I made sandwiches for each of us, and we chowed down. God, it was good. They had grape jelly, which was my favorite, and I made four folded-over sandwiches for each of us. That was the way I liked it. One piece of white bread, folded in half, thick with peanut butter and jelly. When we finished eating, we went back out to the pool. They were all screaming for us to get in, and the dog, who was in the pool with them, was barking for us. The Sunday before, it had been really tough getting naked in front of all of those boys. I had done it so they wouldn't think I was a bad sport or something, but I was pretty self-conscious because of my size. I knew I had a dick the size of a chipmunk's, an animal I had never actually seen, by the way, but that night I was with Seth, and I didn't care. "Are you going in," I asked him. "If you are," he said. "You don't care, do you?" I put my hand on his shoulder and kind of rubbed him a little bit. "If you keep touching me like that, it won't be little much longer," he said. I laughed, but I took my hand off him, too. We got undressed to go in, and I wanted to touch his butt so bad. I kept my hands to myself, though. Even though I wanted to touch him in the worse way, I knew he didn't want that just then because of the effect it would have on him. We fooled around in the water for a while. It was after eight when Seth and I got out there, and there was no telling how long the others had been in the pool. "I've had it, guys," Rick said. "Me, too," Kevin agreed. "I'll see everybody in the morning," Rick said. We all told him and Kevin good night, and they went inside. "I'm getting out, too," Justin said. "My dick's about shriveled up to nothing." "Oh, no!" Brian said that like he was panic stricken, and everybody laughed. "You're going to have to warm it up for me," Jus said to Brian. "Give it a little of your famous saliva therapy tonight." Brian slurped, and again we laughed. "I can't believe how open you guys talk about sex and stuff," I said. "We don't, when Rick and Kevin are around. At least not as much," Tim said. "Are they offended easy," I asked. "Hell, no. They just believe that sex is private, so we don't talk about what we do in private in front of them," Kyle said. "We do in front of each other, though. Is everybody getting out?" We all more or less said "yeah," and we got out. Kyle and Tim headed over toward the clubhouse, and Seth and I, and Brian and Justin followed them. "Who wants a beer," Kyle asked. Justin, Seth, and I said we did, and Kyle got four beers. They were Millers, and I didn't know you couldn't twist the cap off. I almost cut my hand to ribbons trying, and then Kyle handed me an opener. We were all still naked, and nobody looked like they were anxious to get dressed. We sat on some leather sofas that were in there. We were dry by then, though. "Do Kevin and Rick ever talk to you all about sex," Seth asked. "Kevin or Rick said in New Orleans they would answer any questions we had about it." "We talk about it sometimes," Tim said. "I think we've got most of our questions answered, though, by now." "Have you got some questions," Kyle asked. It looked like he was being serious, almost like he was Seth's big brother. "Well, sort of," he said. "I guess you all know that Cody and I are both just starting out." I expected some wisecrack, but, to their credit and my relief, they didn't say anything. "Are you still virgins," Kyle asked. "That depends on how you define it," I said. "I say, if you make the other guy come, or he makes you come, you ain't a virgin anymore," Justin said. "It doesn't matter how you do it." "Then, no, we're not," I said. They all said stuff like "cool" and "way to go." I would have been completely humiliated to be telling my straight friends something like that, but it felt totally natural with those guys. "Kyle, in New Orleans at Mardi Gras, you told me something about using your finger on the other guy's prostate gland," Seth said. "Oh, yeah. That's really good. We do that all the time," Kyle said. "Help me out here," I said. "I'm not really following this." "Do you know what your prostate gland is," Tim asked. "Not really," I said. "It's the gland inside of you that makes most of your semen. Your cum. Only a little bit comes from your nuts," Tim said. "I didn't realize that," I said. "Hey, guys," Kyle said. "I notice that everybody's starting to get a little hard. This is important stuff we're talking about, and hard-ons are bound to happen. Let's just let nature take its course, okay? We can take care of them later. And there's no point in trying to hide 'em. We all know what they look like, and we've all seen each other plenty of times before, all except Cody, but his ain't any different from the rest, I bet." I was glad he said that because I was starting to get aroused and embarrassed. "It's true what Tim said," Brian remarked. "Your nuts make sperm, but only a tiny bit of your cum is real sperm. The rest is secretions from your prostate and some other glands." "So what's this about using your finger on the other guy's prostate? How do you do that," I asked. "You have to put your finger inside him," Jus said. "How do you do that?" "You have to go in through his butt hole," Jus said. "Look, Cody. Here's what you do, man," Kyle said. "You get your finger lubed up real good. This is the one I use because it's the longest." He held up his middle finger like he was shooting a bird. "Oh, make sure your fingernail is clipped, first, too. Anyway, your prostate is about here. Stand up, Tim, so I can show him." "You're not sticking your finger in me right now," Tim said. We all laughed. "I know. I want to show on your outside where it is, dumbass," Kyle said. Grinning, Tim stood up, and his dick was hard and standing proud. "It's right about here, Seth and Cody. It's toward the front of the body, right on top of his dick. When you go in, you rub toward the front of him. Not real hard, though. You don't want to bruise him," Kyle said. "How will I know when I find it," I asked. "He'll put out a lot of pre-cum, for one thing, and he'll probably start moaning, for another," Kyle said. He was grinning at Tim, and Tim blushed a bit. "So is that what butt fucking is really all about," I asked. I had never seen the point of that for the guy who takes the dick up his ass. "Exactly," Brian said. "I mean, there's tremendous intimacy and tenderness involved, too, but a dick rubbing your prostate really feels good." "Doesn't that hurt a lot," I asked. "Cody, it can hurt like hell, man, but it doesn't have to hurt at all, if it's done right," Justin said. "How do you know if you're doing it right," I asked. I felt like a naive kid asking questions like that, but that was the very first time in my life I had ever talked to anybody who knew about that sort of thing. Even my friends who were fucking girls never really gave me any details about how to do it. I guess it was something everybody was supposed to know instinctively, but I didn't. "Cody, first off, you only do that when both guys want it, and want it bad," Kyle said. "Everybody's different when it comes to sex, but Tim and I didn't do that for a long time. By then, I was totally in love with Tim, and I would have killed myself before I would have hurt him. In fact, all in the world I cared about was making him feel good. I didn't care if I got off doing it or not. And he was exactly the same way with me. We truly did give ourselves to each other when we did that. There were no more secrets, no more holding back any part of ourselves, when that happened." "They know all that shit, Kyle. They want how-to," Justin said. I thought almost everything that guy said was funny, and that was no exception. It wasn't exactly a laughing moment just then, though. "I know. Shut up. I'm getting to that part. I'm trying to think like Kevin would right now." Justin grinned at him. "Ex-cuuuuuze me, Little Rick," Jus said. Kyle grinned back, and I figured that was some kind of inside joke between them. "Anyway, guys, when you decide to do it, if you decide to do it, you prepare the guy who's going to take it by loosening him up. You should be as relaxed as you can be. Then you work the guy's ass with fingers and tongue till he's loosened up. I've heard about people using a dildo or something to get their partner stretched out a little. When you finally do it, it helps for the bottom to push down, like he's taking a crap. That seems to let it go in easier," Kyle said. "Bottom," I asked. "The bottom is the guy taking it, and the guy giving it is called the top," Kyle said. "That's sort of gay slang, I guess. The guy who sticks his dick into the other guy, ass or mouth, is the top. The one providing the hole, ass or mouth, is the bottom." "I guess 'top' and 'bottom' are better than thinking about one being the girl and the other the guy," I said. "Exactly," Kyle said. "I'm the bottom about half the time, but I ain't never a girl." "Is that true for all gay couples? They alternate," I asked. "It is for us, Cody, and for Kevin and Rick, too, but not everybody," Kyle said. "I've only topped Jus in anal sex four or five times, Cody," Brian said. "That's what works for us." "You're a real masculine guy, Brian," Seth said. "It doesn't have anything to do with being masculine, Seth," Justin said. "I had some real bad experiences being a bottom when I was a kid, and the sex monkey here loves it." Brian slapped at Justin, but he also grinned in a way that made me know he loved him. "I want another beer. Anybody else," Kyle asked. The three other beer drinkers said they did. "Jus, you got any smokes out here," Kyle asked. "In the locker room," he said. "How about gettin' 'em." "Okay," he said. Kyle came back with the fresh beers, and he and Justin lit up cigarettes. I had seen Jus smoking in the break room at work, but I had never seen Kyle. He obviously knew how to do it, though. "What about blowjobs," I asked, once we were all settled again. "I'm all for 'em," Justin said. That made everybody laugh "What about 'em," Kyle asked. "You know there's really no blowing involved, don't you?" "Yeah, I knew that much," I said. "It's really more like a suck, isn't it?" "Yeah, that, but also kissing, licking, just playing with his dick with your mouth," Kyle said. "Balls and asshole, too. That's called 'rimming' when you kiss and lick his asshole." "I guess most gay guys do that, huh," Seth said. "I don't know, but we do," Tim said. "In fact, we do quite a bit of oral love." "Do you come in each other's mouths," I asked. I knew that was damn personal, but so had been everything else we'd been talking about. This might be my one big chance to find out what I've been wondering about for years, and I wasn't going to stop at anything. "Sometimes we do," Brian said. "It just depends on what we feel like doing. I love sucking Justin off." "So, doing it to the other guy is fun, too," I asked. "I think it is," Bri said. The others agreed. "Man, my eyes are really being opened tonight, guys. Thanks for helping us out like this." "No problem, Cody," Justin said. "You can tell we love talking about it, anyway." Everybody's dick had actually gone down by then. I couldn't wait to try some of that stuff, but at least I wasn't on the verge of shooting, like I had been before. "One thing you might not know about is your nipples," Tim said. "I didn't until earlier tonight," I said. "That was really intense." "Some guys are nipple-dead," Justin said, "but not any of us, and I guess not you, either." "Nipple-dead! How do you come up with expressions like that, Jus," Kyle asked. "I don't know. The same way you come up with the funny stuff you say," Jus replied. "We haven't talked about condoms," Seth said. "Do all of you use them every time? And what about for blowjobs?" "Let me talk about that, okay," Jus said. "Brian and I use 'em every time for anal because I've had unprotected sex in the past, Seth. With guys I didn't even know. I've been tested for HIV and every other sexually transmitted disease three times, and I'm clean. But it ain't worth taking the chance. I mean, it's not like we're trying to get pregnant, you know? We don't use them for oral, though." That made us all laugh. "On the other hand, we don't use them," Tim said. "Neither of us has ever had body fluid from another person inside us except from each other, and we don't screw around on one another. We've played around with these guys some, and with Jeff, but we never suck or fuck, or even kiss that way." "You know what? It might help for y'all to watch a couple of movies. They're gay porn, but they're good. The boys in those movies really know how to do it, and I know I've learned a lot from watching," Kyle said. "Yeah, you really have," Tim said. "So have I, I hope." "These are movies by a company called Bel Ami. Most gay porn movies you download from the news groups on the Internet are shit. You know, one guy sucks the other one for fifteen minutes, and the guy getting sucked doesn't even get hard. Sometimes it's young guys like us, too. And usually the one getting fucked isn't hard. That is so bogus to me. I have never not been hard when he was fucking me," Kyle said. "I know, and they don't get hard when they suck their partner's dick," Brian said. "Anyway, these Bel Ami guys get hard and stay hard," Kyle said. "I don't know how they can go as long as they do without coming, but I guess they've got that down." "I know," Jus said. "One guy will get sucked for fifteen minutes and then fuck the other boy for fifteen, and he has to beat off to come. That ain't the way it works for me." "I've actually read something about that," I said. "I think they do it over and over, all day long, so it's just not as exciting for them or something. I've seen some straight porn, and I've thought the same thing." "And then some of them get these looks of ecstasy on their faces and make all this noise after they're finished shooting, like that's when the good part is," Tim said. "Well, anyway, is everybody sexed up enough to have fun tonight," Kyle asked. We all laughed. "Thanks for talking to us about this, guys," I said. "Yeah, thanks a lot," Seth said. "No problem," Jus said. "Like I said, we all pretty much like talking about it." "Come by our room before you go to bed, Seth, and I'll give you a couple of movies. Is there a VCR in that room," Kyle asked. "Yeah, there is," Bri said. "That's technically my room, so I know what's in there. The VCR is built into the TV." "Okay. Thanks," Seth said. I was hoping we'd get a chance to practice at least some of what we had talked about. Maybe we could watch a little and practice a little. God, I was so horny for him, and my dick was swelling. Justin noticed. "I don't think this one needs a movie," he said, touching my dick. "Hey, watch it, buster," Seth said, jokingly. "Yeah! Leave that alone," Brian said, also joking. "All right. Chop my hand off, why don't you," Jus said. "See how you'd like that, Little Buddy. Can't do much with a stump." Brian got a cute look on his face. "Don't even think about it," Justin said. And then he laughed. "Good night, guys. Oh, we all pretty much just hang out downstairs in just underwear on weekend mornings," Kyle said. "You don't have to, if you don't want to, but it's kind of like a family tradition. Kevin and Rick, too." "Okay. See you in the morning," I said. Seth went to Kyle and Tim's room to get a couple of movies, and I went to his room to wait for him. I was so hard by that point that it hurt. Kyle was right about those movies, too. Seth and I did a little practicing, and it was very, very good. * * * The next morning, everybody was downstairs in just briefs, like Kyle had said. I expected them to tease Seth and me about the night before, but it was like the whole talk and movie thing never happened. They had said that Kevin and Rick expected them to respect everybody's privacy, and they sure did that. I was feeling real at ease around them, but I sure didn't want to talk about what Seth and I had done after we went to bed. Kyle had done a ton of grocery shopping, and they had doughnuts, fried chicken, and grits for breakfast. What a combination, I thought. I ate several doughnuts and three pieces of chicken, though, and it was good. I skipped the grits, but Justin loaded up on those. It was a very relaxed and informal atmosphere. I guess you really couldn't be too formal and uptight when everybody was just in their underwear, but guys were lounging around in some pretty sexy poses. Jeff and his boyfriend, Tyler, came in around 9:30. "Hey, Bubba," Kyle said. "Hi, Kyle. Hi, everybody," Jeff said. Tyler told everybody hello, too. Then he and Jeff got cups of coffee, doughnuts, and pieces of chicken to eat with us in the den. By my count, there were ten guys sprawled around that room, and it didn't really seem crowded. They had a big house and a big family, it seemed, including me. "Kyle, come over here and sit with me," Rick said. "What's the matter, Bubba? You seem kind of down." Tim got up and went and sat with Kevin. "Is there trouble, guys," Kevin asked. It was so obvious to me that Kevin and Rick loved those two boys like they were their own sons. I hadn't really picked up on it when it was going on, but when I though about it, both Kyle and Tim were sort of down. "Not trouble, Kev. Challenges," Tim said. "Do the four of us need to go off to talk," Kevin asked. "Naw. It's a family matter. Tell them, Tim," Kyle said. Tim took a deep breath, and then he started. "My dad told me yesterday afternoon that we have to go to New England for two weeks the day after Jus's birthday," Tim said. "We're going to see relatives and my grandparents." "And you don't want him to go, do you," Rick said to Kyle. If Rick held me the way he was holding Kyle, I was sure I'd pop a boner. I kept an eye on Kyle's briefs, though, and there wasn't even a stir. "No, sir. I know he has to go. I'm just trying to figure out a way I can get to Boston for that second week. Do you think my dad will let me go?" "What do you think, Kyle," Jeff asked. "Huh?" "I don't know, Jeff. What do you think? He wants me to work, you know?" "Kyle, I think Rick and I can talk to Gene for you. I think he'll understand," Kevin said. "Y'all think I'm spoiled, don't you," Kyle said. "I think your parents want to spoil you, Kyle, just like they want to spoil Jeff and Kevin and me," Rick said. "And all of us. But you resist it, don't you? You won't let them spoil you, will you?" Kyle and everybody else was quiet for a few moments. Even Trixie seemed to know it was a serious moment, and she kept quiet. "We'll just see what happens," Kyle said. "I need to see if the water's ready for the crabs. Let's don't talk about this today, okay?" He got up and went out onto the patio. Justin and Jeff went outside with him, but Tim stayed in the house with us. I watched them through the window as Kyle dumped some crabs into the pot. They were laughing and joking. Justin lit up a smoke and offered his pack to Kyle. He declined, though. "The Three Musketeers," Rick said. "Yeah, they are, Babe. I hadn't thought of them that way, but they really are. Tim and Brian and Ty, I hope you guys aren't jealous of their relationship," Kevin said. "Brian and I know," Tim said. "Ty, Jeff and Kyle are stitched together at the heart. You can't possibly know all of it," Kevin said. "I know enough to know that, Kevin," Tyler said. "Yeah, but he saved my life," Seth said. That surprised the shit out of me. "I know, but he saved theirs first, Seth," Rick said. "Go out there with them, man. You're a rightful part of that circle, too." He looked at me, like he wanted my approval. I smiled and nodded. Seth went outside with the other three, and Kyle gave him a big hug. Trixie sneaked out when Seth went outside, and she barked and jumped with happiness at the boys. "What does that make us," Tim asked. "It makes you and me the two luckiest boys in the whole fucking world," Brian said. Kevin and Rick both looked at him with surprise on their faces. I had never heard Brian say the F-word, and I suspected they hadn't either. "Let's push their asses in the pool," Rick said. "Be careful you don't hurt somebody," Kevin said. "Lighten up, grandpa," Rick said to Kevin. They both laughed hard as we charged out onto the patio.
Jeff and I both knew by instinct that Kyle needed us out on that patio that morning. He hadn't been his usual happy self. But there he was out there with food for the rest of us to eat. He had caught those crabs, he was cooking them, and he was going to serve 'em up for us and our friends. That was typical Kyle. I didn't know how bad he was hurting about that trip thing. He seemed more concerned that we thought he was spoiled, though. I knew Kyle was rich. I mean, you just had to look at the house he grew up in to know that. But he was just as down-home as any city boy could ever be, and he never, ever, not even once, made any of us think he was rich. Sure, he paid for most of the stuff we did, but his attitude was his parents had given him money because they wanted to treat us. He was as shrewd, when it came to money, as any poor boy I ever knew, too, which he proved on our trip to New York two or three times. He had nice clothes, a nice car, and a very nice boat, but he thought of those as belonging to us, not to him. Hell, he and I were the same size, and I wore his clothes all the time. Sometimes I wore his new stuff before he did, but he didn't care. More than once he had told me a shirt or something looked really good on me, not even realizing it belonged to him. All Kyle was really interested in, besides Tim, was having fun. And it wasn't the kind of fun that cost money. It was volleyball in the pool, or volleyball naked on the beach. Or pool or ping pong or whatever. That kind of thing. Of course, you had to have money to have a pool or a boat to get you to a naked island. I think he took all the stuff he had for granted, but you also knew he could have had just as much fun playing with a hose in the front yard, if that's all there was to play with. When Jeff and I went outside with him that Saturday morning, it took about two minutes for him to come around and start cracking jokes. That boy had saved my ass from something I didn't even want to think about any more, and he had saved Jeff from mourning and depression and all that shit. There was no way in hell his two brothers weren't going to be there to hold him up, if he needed us. "These crabs are huge," Jeff said. "Yeah, they're nice, aren't they," Kyle said. "How would you like to have four or five of those things crawling around on your crotch," I asked. "Do you want to hold one? Play with it a little," Kyle asked me. He said it serious, like he wasn't teasing. "Those fuckers are trying to eat each other up," I said. "Why the hell would I want to play with one of those?" Just then, one of them got out onto the ground as he was trying to get some in the pot. That sucker reared back with those two big pinchers open and ready. He was angry. Trixie went apeshit, barking and growling at it. It was like she was trying to protect us. "Hold her back, Jus," Kyle said. I grabbed her by her collar, and she thought I wanted to play with her. She was wagging her tale at me to beat the band, and she forgot all about that crab. Kyle and I were barefoot and in just our briefs. Jeff was dressed with shoes on because he had just come home with Tyler. Kyle did something I thought was crazy. He stepped on the claws of that crab on purpose. Then he reached down and picked it up by these two flippers it had at its back. He started coming toward me with that thing, the devil on his face. "If you put that on me, I'll kill you, Kyle," I said. "No, you won't," he said. "Kyle, please don't," I said. "I'm scared of 'em. I admit it." I probably sounded like some frantic little girl, but I could just see that thing pinching my dick off. He threw the crab in the pot, and I breathed easier. "Come here," he said. "No! What are you going to do to me," I said. "I want to hug you, man. Did you think I would really put that crab on you," he asked. I was half laughing, and so was he. "I didn't think so, but people do go berserk in times of stress, you know?" Jeff had been laughing through the whole thing, but he really laughed big when I said that. "Come here." He said it real gentle and affectionate. I stepped over to him. He put his arm around my shoulders. "Bubba, I would never let a crab do this." He grabbed a-hold of my dick and pinched it a little when he said that. "Owww," I said. "That hurts, Kyle." I said that, but it really didn't. In fact, it felt pretty damn good. "It hurts so good?" Before I could say anything, the wild men from the house came out and pushed us into the pool. Seth had come out with us by then, and they pushed him in, too. Jeff was fully dressed, and he probably had his wallet in his pocket, too. We were scurrying out of the pool to toss them in when Tim saw something in the lagoon. "Look!" he said. We all turned toward the water. "What was it," I asked. "Four dolphins," Tim said. "I think it was a whole family of them." "Tim, get my cameras," Kyle said. Tim ran inside on command, and he came out a second later with Kyle's camera bag. We all hustled down to the dock to see the dolphins up closer. Those dolphins were jumping out like nothing I had ever seen before. Kyle was taking pictures right and left with his film camera. "Let's get in with them," he said. "Are you out of your damn mind? They'll kill us," I said. "No, they won't," Kyle said. "They're used to being around people. They wouldn't be in this lagoon, if they weren't." "Can we take the boat out there," Tim asked. Kyle thought for a second. "Yeah, but no motor. We can paddle it out, but the motor is too dangerous, since it's an outboard," he said. "I want some good pictures of some naked boys swimming with some naked dolphins, you hear?" "Let's go," Rick said. We jumped into that boat, lickety-split. Trixie was right there with us, excited as all get-out. She didn't have a clue about what was going on, but she was excited because we were. Kyle started up the motor real slow for a little ways, and then he killed it. We took over with paddles. I was on one, and Rick was on the other. That boat had ten man-size people on it and a big-ass dog, and it was hard to paddle. We finally made it out there, though. When we got to where they were, the dolphins started standing up like they were begging for food. "See, they know people," Kyle said. "Just jump in." He put down his anchor. I was surprised as hell, but Kevin was the first one to skinny out of his briefs and jump in. Rick was right behind him, buck naked to the world. "Let's go, Little Buddy," I said to Brian, and we went in. Trixie had followed Kevin in, and she was curious as hell. Kyle got five or six pictures of her and one of the kid dolphins looking like they were kissing or something. He also got a couple of those with his digital, and they were on the family Web site by noon that day. We had a ball with those fish, or whatever they were. Seth was having so much fun, he was about out of his mind. He jumped on one to ride it, but Kyle screamed for him to get off. "You'll hurt his skin, Seth," Kyle said. "Just play with 'em. Don't try to ride 'em." I didn't know that before he said it, and I was about to jump one, too. I didn't, though, after he said that. Eventually, Kyle got all the pictures he wanted or had film for or something, and he got in, too. We were only in there with them for about an hour, but I didn't even remember when I had had that much fun in the water. All of a sudden, they had enough, and they were gone. "Damn, guys," Tyler said. "That was incredible. I've seen them when I've been out on ships, but I'd never been in the water with them before." Kyle started the motor on the boat to take us in. "Kyle, let's ski in," Jeff said. "You on my shoulders." Kyle's face lit up. "No," Kevin said. "You'll get arrested." "Kevin, no we won't," Kyle said, sort of pleading. "You know what this is about, don't you?" Kevin thought for a second, smiled, and then told them to go ahead. We idled the engine. They got out the skis and the rope, got in the water, and took off. Kyle started out on the skis right behind Jeff, but then he climbed onto Jeff's shoulders, standing up. Jeff held the rope with one hand and one of Kyle's hands with his other one. Then he let the hand go, and Kyle stood up straight up on his shoulders. Tim was busy with the digital, taking a movie of it. All of a sudden it dawned on me what was happening. It was Kyle and Clay, just like that video on the Web site. Two brothers were skiing naked in the lagoon. Rick was driving the boat, and Kevin was right next to him. The two of them kept turning around to watch, and tears were steaming down their faces. Everybody in the family had seen that video, and we all knew. |