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Those Germen Boys - Part 1

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  Part 1 – My Part of America     My sister and brother-in-law have a nice country home out by me. It’s a small home, with a small pond or lake, outback, and only a few neighbors.   One of their neighbor’s son would sometimes show up at the front door. He, just 20 (if that) will ask to fish on their lake, just two-three times a year. One day in mid-summer this time, he has three other boys with him and as usual stops at the front door, just for an “OK”. He tells my sister these other three guys are his cousins from Germany. She said hi and smiles at them.   “They don’t speak a shred of English”. He then said. My sister just waves and smiles.       “At least you do”; She says with a laugh.   Later that afternoon, my sister waves at them as their heading out.   Then that very next day. There they are again at my sister’s front door and this time just the German guys. They keep saying their cousin’s first name and show him driving. She just smiles, points at them and points

A Wild but Good Friend -Part 1

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Part 1 - An Interesting Canoe Trip  A friend of mine “Joel” called me up on Friday, at around midnight one-night last August. All excited, he said his dad would let us borrow his canoe the next day if we took care of it. Not knowing anything about this, I just said: “well OK, what the hell, it might be fun”.  Saturday came around and was it fuck’n hot out,   In the ’90s and it was still in the morning. I stopped by my friends’ house and there he was waiting out front with the canoe and a big cooler. Him still being all excited he just says “let's go, let's go”! We load the stuff in my old pick up and headed out.  We headed down to an old side road (kind of in the middle of nowhere) where there’s a small bridge over a small to medium sized river. We unloaded the canoe and tossed everything in it and set out.  By this time, we were both down to nothing but our shorts, it was HOT! We both grabbed a Gatorade from the cooler and set out paddling downstream. I sat in th

A Wild but Good Friend - Part 2

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Part 2 - Empty House   A friend of mine “Joel” and I were out walking one day and came upon this empty house. I’ve driven past it many times and always wondered about it. The lawn is never cut and when you look in the windows it's pretty much empty. It must be only two or three years old and I’ve heard, some old lady had it built and never moved in.  It’s “way out there” on some old country road, with no other houses around it so Joel & I decide to see if we could get in. As we walked around it we found an open basement window and so we crawled in. The basement had a wet floor and was pretty much dark & empty.  We headed up the stairs and found that others may have been there, some walls were kicked in and beer cans all around. The main bedroom had just a plywood floor and a pile of rug padding stuffed in the corner, it was like they were going to install it and stopped.  Joel pulled out the padding to the middle of the room and sat on it and said; “This is k

A Wild but Good Friend - Part 3

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Part 3 – Another Trip  One fall day (it was almost winter) Joel and I were over at my house, he was telling me of a new idea he had for us just to have some fun. Joel and I would often just “ get it on” at my house but, he seemed to enjoy “ going for it” at different places. This would often make me kind of nervous but, it sure did make it all more exciting and give me a hell of a better hard-on.    He then told me about his father’s fishing cabin up north. How maybe we could go up there and get it prepped for winter and maybe stay the night. “Come on Jon, it’s just a few hours away and we’ll just have some fun” He then looked at me, with those sexy eyes and that smile of his. I just said; “Well, OK”  That next Friday afternoon, with the two us, just standing there in his kitchen, he told his father that I like to drive us up there and we’d take care of closing it up for the winter. His father slowly looks over at us and said; “I guess so” Him sounding kin

The Quiet Boys, Matt and Owen - Part 1

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Part 1 - A Moving Experience   I’m one of those guys that are glad to help out friends and often do. On this occasion, two buddies of mine needed help moving from one apartment to another and since I have a pickup, they gave me a call. As with my other friends & family, the only payment for such things is a can or two of beer, this time it was more. I’m told to meet my buddies at their old apartment around noon.   The next day I’m there around 11 am, the doors blocked open and I head inside and see they got most everything already boxed up. I’ve known these guys, Matt and Owen, a year or two and they’re always been super nice to me, so this is no big deal to me. As you’ve maybe seen in my other stories, I’m kind of a loner and tend to mind my own business. I also tend not to ask too many questions. So, when I saw they just had one mattress to move, I thought I better ask so not to forget one.   I did ask them about the second mattress and Owen smiles at me, puts his arm

The Quiet Boys, Matt and Owen - Part 2

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Part 2 – Us Three Boys  It’s been a few weeks since I’ve seen Matt and Owen. The time I helped them move their stuff from one apartment to another, it was a lot of fun for the three of us. I admit I’ve have fantasized about it and them many times!  I was over at the grocery store one day, I was just getting some stuff and there they are. The two of them with their cart smiling at me. I jokingly crash my cart into theirs and the three of us laugh and shook hands. We talked some and I found out they’ve been on a lot of overtime and they were thinking of calling me. “Jon, was back on our regular hours now, maybe you could stop over?” Matt said while smiling at Owen. “I’d like to see you guys again, we had a lot of fun last time!” I said, trying not to giggle.  “Let’s do it, Jon! There won’t be any moving furniture this time!” Owen laughed. Then Matt said while winking at me and Owen. “Come on over for a pizza, this Friday night, around six?” I sort of giggle

The Quiet Boys, Matt and Owen - Part 3

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Part 3 – Invited on a Trip  As you’ve read in other of my Matt & Owen stories, they’re both just quiet, nice type guys and I “think” they must really like me, do to how they now-and-then call me over for some fun.  This time, it was going to be an interesting trip. They both, the two of them, saved up some cash so I could come along. (This I’d find this out later) They called me a few weeks in advance, about me taking time off from school and work. “Maybe Jon, you can you get Monday off or maybe even Friday and Monday?” Matt had asked. It was a trip to a small cabin, just a few hours north of us.  I did get it to all work out, I ended up just working an extra day in the week after our trip. We set off early that Friday morning around six or so. We used Owen’s little car and headed out. Matt & Owen sat up front and I sat in the middle of the back seat. I’d stick my head up between the two of them as we talked. I’d asked them many times what we were

Just a friend - 1

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Part 1 – Just a Friend to See Me?  One early   Saturday morning,  not even   6 am, my cell phone starts ringing out in the kitchen. I slowly get out of bed, thinking someone must be stuck in the ditch or in jail. I’m just one of those nice guys people call when they need help.    I first just looked to see who it was, odd it’s Jeff, a friend who I haven’t talked to in weeks or months. He’s a 22-year-old friend that just had a bad divorce. His wife had started seeing some other guy or something like that.      I answer it and he tells me he’s right now sitting in my driveway and just needs someone to talk too. I tell him I’m in bed and if he can he wait a minute or two? He then asked if I could just open the garage door and to please jump back in bed, he’ll let himself in and feel better if he doesn’t bug me too much.     I did what he asked, I reached out the door, pushed the garage door button and ran and jumped back in bed. I can hear the garage door kicking in and then