Flea Market Sausage

Atryeu's already happy face spread into a glowing smile. Bastian's expression mirrored it.  Atreyu stepped closer to his new friend as he suddenly grew very serious.

"Are you sure?" he asked quietly.  "It won't be all fun. This job means long hours outside in the blazing heat, putting up with bitchy women and their snotty little brats."

"Do you not want me to spend the summer with you?" Bastian questioned.  "It sounds like you're trying to talk me out of this."

"I...  I just don't want to get really liking you the way I already am, and then have you ditch on me in a couple of weeks because you don't like the job," Atreyu confessed.

"You really like me?" Bastian asked with a blush.  Atreyu responded with a blush of his own and a bashful nod.  "That's good, because I really like you too."

"You do?" Atreyu practically squeaked.  This time Bastian blushed and nodded shyly.

"I'll be honest, though," Bastian confessed.  "I wasn't thinking about any of those problems when I decided to do this.  My mind was too busy with images of long nights in a tent in heat with you,"

"I like the way you think," Atreyu grinned mischievously.

"I can picture it so clearly," Bastian continued.  "After a long hot day of work, where we get all hot and sweaty and sticky, we go to the campground pool.  I wear my royal blue speedo that I got when I tried out for the swim team at school."

"You have a speedo?" Atreyu practically drooled.

"Yeah, it's kind of small for me, because I got it over a year ago, so I can't wear it when my mom or dad are around."

"Why not?" Atreyu asked.

"Well, it doesn't quite fit me anymore, like I said," Bastian replied. "If I get hard in it, the top of my dick sticks out of the suit."

Atreyu groaned appreciatively at my description. "What are you trying to do, get me hard here and now?"

"Would I do something like that?" Bastian asked seductively as he rubbed his still naked chest with one hand.

"Stop that," Atreyu ordered weakly.

"Stop what?" Bastian teased with feigned innocence. "When we get back to the camper, your parents have supper set up at a picnic table. I make sure to sit on the opposite side of the table from you. Just as you start to eat, I lift my foot running it up and down your leg under the table."

"You are bad," Atreyu whined softly.

"You ain't seen nothing yet," Bastian laughed. "My foot keeps traveling slowly up your leg until I am rubbing your dick through your still wet swimsuit with my toes. I slip my foot inside the leg of your board shorts and you can feel the skin of my foot against yours through the mesh lining of the swimsuit."

"Oh, I take it back, you aren't bad, you are evil," Atreyu corrected himself. "What if someone sees the boner you're giving me?"

"Someone will," Bastian answered simply. "I will as soon as I get you alone."

"Are you trying to seduce me?"

"I'm not trying, I am doing it," Bastian replied matter of factly. "Now once our meal is over, the parents go into the camper and we head for the tent."

"Bastian, stop, you'll have me shooting off in my pants if you don't stop," Atreyu warned. "Besides a customer could walk up and hear you."

"All right, but only because someone might overhear," Bastian surrendered. "One more thing though, I sleep in the nude."

"Oh, geeze," Atreyu groaned. "You are just.... Well, I don't know the right word for you, but you are."

"Ouch! That one hurt," Bastian teased. "I'm cut, by the way."

"Would you stop already?" Atreyu whined. "How long?" he added after a moment of thought.

"I can't talk about it anymore," Bastian answered with feigned innocence. "Someone might hear us."

"Paybacks are a bitch," Atreyu growled playfully. "All right then, how does this thing work?"

"Well, it works best if I wrap my hands around it tightly and rub up and down slowly at first," Bastian answered seriously.

"You are evil," Atreyu snapped.

"What?" Bastian asked wide eyed. "I was talking about the ice as it comes out of the machine and into the cup. You use your hands to shape it, caressing the knob gently."

"You are doing this on purpose and you're enjoying it," Atreyu whined.

"I don't know what you mean, sir," Bastian continued to tease. "I am sure I am innocent to the bone, all the way to my 6 and ¾ inch bone, I'm sure."

"See there, now I know I you're being mean about it," Atreyu responded. "I'm hurt that you would play such callous games with my affections."

"I'll have to kiss your feelings better later," Bastian vowed. "Let's see now, there's a lot of feeling in the neck, so I can kiss there for a while. There's a lot more in your nipples, so they will both have to be kissed repeatedly. Oh, and I can't forget the spot where most of your feelings would be found. I'll have to kiss that the most. It might even need more than kissing; I may have to give it some real long term quality attention."

"I think you will," Atreyu agreed. "I think it needs intensive therapy."

"Of course after giving you all that special treatment, I may be in pretty bad shape myself," Bastian mused. "I may need a little rest and recreation time of my own."

"Isn't that supposed to be rest and relaxation?"

"Only if you plan to sleep all night when we are sharing that tent," Bastian explained with a wink.

"Do that again," Atreyu demanded quickly. "Wink at me again. No one has ever done that to me before." Bastian complied and Atreyu blushed red as he watched. "That looks so hot."

"Wait until you see me do that in the tent," Bastian promised. "I'll be naked then, and lying spread eagle on top of our sleeping bags which I will have zipped together."

"You're going to keep me hard all day, aren't you," Atreyu asked.

"All day and most of the night if I can," Bastian confirmed.

"Don't you understand that you could do that just by standing here near me?" Atreyu informed him. "You are so hot looking, and you have the sexiest eyes and lips I have ever seen." A second later he added, "You look even hotter when you blush. I am so glad you decided to spend the summer with me. I would be glad even if you were straight, but it is so much better that you're not. This is like a wet dream come true; a gorgeous boy who wants my body and will be with me the whole summer."

"Maybe even longer, who knows," Bastian spoke up. "I think I could stay with you for a long time."

"That sounds really good," Atreyu agreed.

"What sounds really good?" The boys looked up to see Bastian's mom standing in front of the counter.

"I told Atreyu I would ask you if he could stay at our house tonight," Bastian quickly thought out loud. "It's ok with you isn't it, Mom?" he asked with pleading eyes.

"Well, we will have to check with his parents first," she answered cautiously. She had never seen Bastian warm up to anyone so fast. She was also unaccustomed to him inviting friends over. She couldn't actually remember him ever doing it. "They may need you guys at work early in the morning, or you might be headed out tonight to a new show or market."

"Tomorrow is our last day here," Atreyu informed them. "I don't know what time they will need us here in the morning though."

"Well, I will go check with them and see if it's all right," Lesley told the boys. "I will come back later and let you know what we decide." She turned to walk away, but stepped back and whispered, "Boys, you should probably put your shirts on so that things aren't as noticeable." She walked away as the two boys realized that she was referring to their hardons which were very obvious. The boys threw their shirts on in a hurry as they both blushed more than they had at any point previous in their entire lives.