Rico

Space…

…the final frontier.

No, not outer space - so you can forget all the cracks about Uranus right now!

I mean space as in "personal space" - you know, the chance to be alone, uncrowded, at peace.

Well, to tell you the truth, you may know it - but it's not something that I get the chance to experience very often.

You see, I'm the youngest of no less than seven brothers (though, between you and me, I think my folks will probably end up only needing six brides for seven brothers, if you take my meaning.)

Now, most of my gay friends think that's great. They all know my brothers and - putting all modesty aside for the minute - all seven of us have never been short of admirers of both sexes.

But, from my point of view, being one of seven is not quite so good.

In the first place, living with six hot guys (even if they're your own brothers) is probably any gay man's fantasy - a different one for every night of the week followed by a much needed day of rest.

But the reality - which is that, just like all other guys, they pick their noses, forget to put on deodorant, throw up big time after a night out at the local bar and fart raucously and endlessly - is pretty different.

And, in the second place, there's that question I mentioned before - the one of personal space.

OK, I'm just as likely as the rest of them - and you too, I imagine - to fart, pick my nose, etc. etc. at home.

But there are other - how shall I put it? - really private moments when every hot-blooded kid of just 18 like me needs to be completely on his own.

Follow me?

So that explains why, every couple of days or so, I like to go off into the woods for a walk on my own.

To find my own "personal space".

And to enjoy a bit of privacy while I can.

I've been doing this for the last three or four years, I guess, though until recently I wasn't quite alone at all. My best friend at school, Alejandro, used to like coming along too. We'd sit down and jerk off together under the trees - and sometimes even lend each other a helping hand.

Alejandro was the first boy I ever knew who also liked other boys, and for a long time I thought he liked me.

But lately he's not been around so much., About a couple of months ago he told me he'd got a new job and wouldn't be able to see me so often. He began disappearing overnight - or even for a few days at a time - and the last time I saw him he even told me he might be flying off to New York with a new friend for the weekend.

That was a really big surprise. I don't know anyone else at all around here who's even seen a passport - and now Alejandro's not only got one but he's using it to take an aeroplane to New York too! I think I'm gonna have to take a closer look at what Alejandro's up too…

But that'll have to wait, because right now I'm here alone in the woods, looking for a quiet place to be alone - and to be myself.

Ah, this looks a pretty good spot… Quiet… Secluded… No-one else about…

So I'll sit down.

But, before I start, I always like to get myself into the right mood.

Because there's no privacy in my house, I don't have any porno that I can bring along with me.

But a boy can imagine, can't he?

Think about his friend Alejandro or whoever else he likes?

Of course, at my age it doesn't take too long at all to get myself in the necessary frame of mind.

And, once I've done that, the next thing I do is take off my shirt. I just love to feel the cool breeze flowing over my hot body, just like some sexy guy's fingers might do.

And even my favourite loose combat pants can get just a bit too hot and restricting after a while…

So I soon get rid of those as well…

And that just leaves me in my underwear.

I like to keep that on for just a little while longer, while I go on playing with my stiff dick through the material.

After all, I don't get to do this sort of thing too often, and I want to make sure I make the most of the experience while I can.

And then, when I really can't resist it any longer, I slip the underwear off as well.

By that point, my dick is always as hard as a rock.

And my ass is always in urgent need of a little attention too.

Of course, I can't always stay away from home for as long as I'd really like to.

My six brothers would start wondering where I was.

And, in any case, if I stayed in the woods too long I might even run into one of them looking for a little bit of "personal space" for himself!