Mayfield Titans

 

CHAPTER 40

GORDY

 

FRIDAY, JANUARY 23

 

<Justin and Marco>

 

Justin, Joey, and Marco walked together to Marco’s house after school. They snacked, played games, and took numerous peeks out of the windows at the snow flurries, wishing it would turn to a heavy snowfall and turn the ground white.

 

“It’s supposed to snow hard tomorrow or Sunday or both,” Justin informed his friends as if they didn’t already know.

 

“I’ve got my gloves and boots and coat plus my sled ready to go,” Joey said.

 

“Maybe they’ll close school on Monday,” Marco said hopefully.

 

Joey had permission to stay for dinner but had to be home by eight. Justin was going to spend the night. Tony arrived home just before dinner; he had gone to a friend’s house after school.

 

“It’s snowing a little harder,” Tony said when he entered the back-door brushing snowflakes off his coat.

 

“I hope it will be white all over when we wake up in the morning.” In his own quiet way Marco was the most excited about getting snow.

 

After Joey went home Justin and Marco got to know each other better. It was easier to do after Joey left since Justin and Joey were gregarious boys, making it difficult for Marco to get into the conversation. Joey was oblivious to Marco’s presence at times, but Justin did his best to include Marco in the action, which Marco appreciated. It was not that Joey was intentionally inconsiderate, it was more a matter of his being more self-centered than Justin.

 

As bedtime approached, Justin asked Marco what he wore to bed. He had brought his one pair of pajamas just in case he needed them. He was hoping sleeping in undies would be okay. He didn’t intend to suggest sleeping naked; he didn’t think it was something Marco would want to do.

 

“Usually I sleep in pajamas and sometimes in just underpants and a t-shirt,” Marco told Justin.

 

“Shall we sleep in underpants and a t-shirt?” Justin asked. “I brought PJs but they get too warm when you sleep together.”

 

“Undies are okay.”

 

The third graders slept in t-shirts and underpants, the only thing that wasn’t wholly innocent about their behavior that night. They were two prepubescent boys spending their first night together, enjoying each other’s company as they began forming a friendship. Justin did have a moment when he wondered what Marco looked like naked, but he didn’t do anything about that thought. After all, he had Joey for playing and sleeping nakey with.

 

SATURDAY, JANUARY 24

 

<Justin and Marco>

 

The first thing Justin did after rising from Marco’s bed was look out the window. He was pleased to see that some of the snow had stuck, at least on the grass and bushes. He could see that the street was clear, but there was snow on the ground. He hoped it would last long enough so he and Marco could play in it.

 

Marco came up next to Justin and looked out the window, a big smile crossing his face. “Breakfast and then play in the snow.”

 

“There’s not much there,” Justin pointed out.

 

“Enough to make little snowballs.”

 

“Fun!”

 

The boys ate, played in what snow there was, and enjoyed the morning fully until lunch. More snow started falling after lunch, but their time was limited since Justin would be heading home at three. The boys never got around to showering so Justin was never able to get even a glimpse of Marco naked. He thought it would have been nice, but it wasn’t a big deal. What was a big deal was that he really liked Marco and didn’t care about the naked stuff. What he did care about was the boy who showed him how to make amazing miniature snowmen. And he cared about the boy who always seemed so quiet and yet loved to do things that made them both laugh. Justin knew he had found another good friend.

 

<Aiden and Gordy>

 

Saturday morning practice was exactly what Coach Randall said it was going to be, a light practice geared at keeping them in tune with the game. Because they had played on Friday and their next game was on Monday, the Seamount League gave its permission for teams to hold Saturday morning practices.

 

After practice ended, negotiations ensued between boys and parents regarding afternoon and evening activities. The result was Gordy, Miles, Mason, Grant, and the twins having lunch and spending the afternoon at Aiden’s house. Gordy would be staying for dinner and spending the night with Aiden. Grant would have dinner at the twins’ house and then spend the night with them. Mason was going see Muddy after dinner and Miles was quite sure he and Trent would get together to mess around after they ate dinner.

 

“I have to admit you boys did quite a job of setting up your day seeing as you did all the arranging this morning,” Larry said after picking up the boys.

 

“The miracle was Mason and Gordy getting permission to come. They usually have to plan everything way ahead of time,” Aiden said.

 

“It was easy this time since I was going to spend the night with Lance anyway,” Grant pointed out.

 

“Hey, don’t forget you’re spending it with me, too,” Lenny said.

 

“And with Emmett,” Lance said. “Too bad he couldn’t come with us after practice. But he has chores to do for his dad.”

 

“Boo chores,” Aiden giggled.

 

“Hey, watch what you say,” Larry said.

 

“I only meant everybody else’s chores. I have the best chores in the world.”

 

“Flattery will get you an extra hot dog for lunch.”

 

“See, and I have the best Pop in the world too,” Aiden told his friends as Larry turned into the driveway. “It doesn’t get better than an extra hot dog.”

 

“I can give you an extra hot dog to eat,” Mason blurted out causing Larry to burst out into loud laughter as he turned off the engine to the Odyssey.

 

Phil was on the deck grilling the hot dogs as Larry and the boys entered the house. “You boys can get the lunch dishes set up,” Larry told them. “I’ll set everything out buffet style and you can eat in the kitchen, the dining room, or in the rec room.

 

The boys were impressed that Phil was grilling on the cold deck. The deck had an awning that could be pulled out, protecting the griller from the rain while providing ample ventilation.

 

“Are we taking our clothes off?” Mason asked.

 

“It’s up to you unless one of my dads stops you,” Aiden replied. Aiden started removing his sweats while Mason and Miles removed their pants. “You can take your pants up to my room,” Aiden told his friends. He tossed his sweats to Lenny to take upstairs as well. The twins pulled their pants off and then followed Mason and Miles. Grant and Gordy stayed fully dressed. Aiden didn’t comment since the rules of the house on the topic were plain—nobody had to do anything they didn’t want to do.

 

When the four boys came back down from Aiden’s room, Aiden wasn’t surprised to see that Mason had left his underpants upstairs. He decided to leave it up to his dads to say anything to Mason about it. The fact that they didn’t comment was no surprise either. After hearing no objections, Aiden’s briefs ended up on his favorite recliner in the dressing room.

 

The boys found a place to sit in the hot dog room. The news was on television and one report caught their attention. “Hey, look, it’s snowing in Seattle,” Grant pointed out.

 

“Yeah, and it’s raining here,” Aiden said.

 

“How come they get snow and we don’t?” Miles asked.

 

“I dunno, but I’ll ask the experts,” Aiden said. He rose from his chair and stepped into the kitchen where Larry and Phil were eating. “We have a question in the lunchroom,” Aiden told them.

 

“Ask away,” Phil said.

 

“It’s snowing in Seattle, but it’s raining here. Why are they getting snow when we’re not?”

 

“The answer has to do with our locations,” Larry replied.

 

“Yeah, but it’s not like they’re way north of us.”

 

“But Seattle is on Puget Sound between two mountain ranges. It’s called the Puget Sound Convergence Zone and has to do with wet air from the ocean coming around the Olympic Mountains from the south, and the air also going around the Olympics from the north and they converge. Or some combination of it. The result can often be snow.”

 

“That sounds complicated.”

 

“That’s because it is complicated. I don’t understand it all and I’m not sure I got it right, but I’m in the neighborhood. There’s a book on the bookcase called ‘Weather of the Pacific Northwest’ by Cliff Maas. It’s pretty interesting.”

 

“Thanks Pop. You’re the best,” Aiden grinned. “Now, I want to have that second hot dog.”

 

“I thought you were going to have the one Mason offered.”

 

“Pop! Jeez, I wanted one I could eat.”

 

“Well, it is possible for you to…”

 

“POP! STOP!” Larry roared with laughter as Aiden stomped back into the news watching room.

 

A few minutes later, Larry came into the room carrying a plate with a hot dog covered with mustard and chopped raw onions. He handed it to Aiden. “Your wish is my command, son.”

 

“Thanks Pop.” Aiden set the plate down on the table next to the recliner, rose from the chair, and gave his pop a big hug. “Sorry I yelled at you.”

 

“I probably earned it, but it was worth it.”

“Whatever, it still gave me more gray hairs.”

 

“Gray hairs?” Gordy asked.

 

“Long story,” Aiden said before biting into his second hot dog.

 

After lunch the boys went downstairs to the games room where everyone was soon stripped down to their underpants or less. Aiden, Miles, Mason, and Lenny were totally naked except for socks. The room was sometimes a little cooler than the rest of the house, but that was not the case that afternoon and they were all comfortable.

 

Aiden was amused when Gordy took off his t-shirt and boxer briefs to join the nudists; he had now gone from all to nothing. Mason, Miles, and Lenny had boners. Mason asked if anyone was up for a blowjob. Lenny volunteered. They retreated to the back room which the fireplace made toasty warm.

 

When the two returned Miles called for a pubic hair check, not that the boys couldn’t figure out everybody’s status on their own. Miles and Mason did the hand check, just to see if anybody had anything growing in their crotch area.

 

“Lenny, Lance, Grant, Aiden have nothing,” Miles announced. “I may have felt something in his pube zone, though. Mason has a wee little bit on the on the left side of his dick.”

 

“What?” Aiden squawked. That had to be wrong, he thought. No way immature little Mason was going to get pubic hairs before he did. Mason pointed to the spot and everyone stood in line to touch the sacred spot. Sure enough, there was a sliver of dark hair growing on his pubis.

 

“We all know Gordy has the most,” Miles went on. Gordy’s pubis was filling in with a dark crease of curly hairs across it. “And I have second most,” he said proudly. Miles had a nice scattering of scraggly hair in his pubic area.

 

“All of us can shoot,” Aiden reminded them, “so the hairs will be coming soon.”

 

“Next time we get together we need to have a cum shooting contest,” Gordy said.

 

“Whoa, was that Gordy suggesting a sex contest?” Miles asked.

 

“It wouldn’t be about sex, it would be a contest like the pubic hair check, for us to compare how we’re growing.”

 

“Whatever you say Gordy,” Mason said.

 

“How about measuring cocks?” Aiden asked.

 

“Next time, when none of us have had orgasms first,” Lenny said.

 

Everyone agreed with Lenny and said they were looking forward to their next get together. “We should do it at school, because it would be very educational,” Mason giggled.

 

The time had come for everybody but Gordy to prepare to leave, which meant putting their clothes on and grabbing their gym bags and coats. Gordy and Aiden dressed as well since they didn’t know if any parents would be coming to the door. Plus, Aiden knew Gordy liked being dressed for dinner and he often liked it himself. There was something about adding a little formality to a family dinner that gave him a feeling of satisfaction.

 

After dinner Gordy, Aiden, Larry, and Phil played a rousing game of Risk. Aiden ended up conquering the world after breaking a sacred treaty he had made with Phil which, of course, infuriated Aiden’s dad.

 

“Where did you get that ruthless gene?” Phil asked after the game ended.

 

“How do you know it is a gene?” Aiden asked. “Maybe I learned it from a couple of baseball coaches I happen to live with.”

 

“Yeah, well, we’d be happy to show you how ruthless we really are by adding to your list of household chores.”

 

“You see what I’m talking about, Gordy? Do your mom and dad use chores as a weapon?” Gordy shook his head. “Of course, they don’t because they’re not ruthless like my dads are. This is why I don’t feel bad about breaking that treaty to win a game of Risk.”

 

“We’ll never trust you in a Risk game ever again,” Larry said.

 

“At least not until you need a treaty with me,” Aiden smirked.

 

“Gordy, do you give your parents extra gray hairs?” Phil asked.

 

“I never heard them say that,” Gordy replied.

 

“Don’t listen to them, Gordy,” Aiden said. “All of this stress about extra chores gives me gray hairs and even worse it keeps me from growing pubic hair.”

 

“Would a chocolate chip cookie snack take care of easing the extra stress?” Phil asked.

 

Aiden looked over at Gordy, who nodded. “My best friend says it might work, so I’m willing to try it.”

 

After consuming two cookies and a cup of hot chocolate apiece, Gordy and Aiden went down to the basement, stripped down to their fighting togs (their birthday suits) and enjoyed three games of ping pong, with Gordy winning two of them.

 

Agreeing it was time to hit the sack, the boys pulled their underpants on, went upstairs, and said their goodnights to Larry and Phil. Larry and Phil grinned as they watched the two tweens head out to the foyer.

 

“You know, Gordy really has a fine ass; almost as nice as Aiden’s,” Phil sighed. “And since he was nice enough to allow us to observe him in his underwear, I noticed that his package looked nice under those white briefs.”

 

“I merely observed that he has a beautiful and athletic young body, but as usual, you are one hell of a dirty minded husband who focuses on cocks and asses,” Larry chuckled. 

 

“Hell, you know you like what my dirty mind does to me when we get between the sheets.”

 

“I seem to have forgotten exactly what happens. Perhaps you’d like to refresh my memory.”

 

“I’m all for it. And I think being bottom will help a forgetful old man get those memories back.”

 

“It can’t hurt to find out,” Larry smirked.

 

Upstairs, Aiden and Gordy stripped naked and took care of their evening routines. The two twelve-year-olds sported tween erections that were begging for relief as they washed, brushed, and flossed. They climbed between Aiden’s sheets and snuggled.

 

“Your breath smells nice,” Aiden told Gordy.

 

“Thanks to your toothpaste,” Gordy responded.

 

Aiden and Gordy had ignored the topic of sex all evening, but now that they were naked in bed together, they knew they had to say something. “Are we going to mess around tonight?” Aiden asked.

 

“I dunno, do you think we should?”

 

“All I know is, my boner says yes and so does yours. I think the real question is, what should we do?”

 

“Well, I’ve been thinking about that.”

 

“Thinking is for school, not for sex,” Aiden countered.

 

“No, seriously, I want to ask another favor.”

 

“You mean about sex?”

 

“Well, that is what we’re talking about.”

 

“Okay, tell me what you’re thinking.”

 

Gordy took a deep breath. Gordy wasn’t always comfortable talking about sex—it was easier for him to do it than to talk about it, at least when he was in the mood to do it. “You let me have intercourse with you so I would feel better about doing it right if I did it with Kalie.”

 

“It’s okay to say the word fuck, Gordy.”

 

“Just let me finish.”

 

“Sorry to interrupt,” Aiden said, feeling chagrined. He loved Gordy as a friend, but it frustrated him how Gordy could willingly get his dick sucked or even suck one of his friends, or hump with a friend, but wouldn’t talk about sex. And when it came to clothes when he visited, sometimes he would strip down to his underwear around Larry and Phil, sometimes he wouldn’t, and then there were the rare times when he’d be naked or close to it. And yet, Aiden knew he couldn’t ask for a more loving and loyal friend than Gordon Lansing.

 

“I have two things to say. First, you’re not the only boy I’ve had inter…have fucked.” Gordy could see the surprise on Aiden’s face. “It just happened Thursday after practice at his house, so I haven’t had a good chance to tell you in private. I wanted to see what it was like doing somebody other than you.”

 

“Let me guess: it was Miles.”

 

“Um…yeah, how did you know?”

 

“You spend more nights with him than anybody, so I’m not surprised you picked him.”

“I didn’t spend the night, though.”

 

“I know, I was just saying.”

 

“Okay, I get it,” Gordy nodded. “My number two thing is, I want you to, you know, do it to me.”

 

“You want me to fuck you, you mean?”

 

“Yeah. I want to see what it would be like for Kalie to have somebody inside her doing sex to her. So, I want you to do it to me so I can feel what it’s like.”

 

“You know what, Gordy?”

 

“What?”

 

“You think too much. Just go and do it. Whether it’s being fucked by me or fucking Kalie, just do it. That’s all you have to do; you just have to quit thinking and do it. Do you want me to fuck you tonight?”

 

Gordy shook his head. “I want to think exactly when and if I really want something up my butt.”

 

“Like I said…”

 

“…I know, I know, I think too much.”

 

“I know something you can use on your butt before we do it.”

 

“What?”

 

“It’s not something that’s mine, but I think the person it belongs to will let me use it. I’ll tell you after I get it. Now, let’s get ourselves off and go to sleep.”

 

“But before we go to sleep, I just wanted to say that when you do the fucking thing, it’s way better with your very very best friend; at least it was for me.”

 

“You mean Miles wasn’t that great to do it with?”

 

“No, it felt good and everything, but, well, with you it was better because you’re you and you’re my very very best friend. Miles is a best friend, which made it good, but…”

 

“…but you’re thinking too much.” Aiden gave Gordy a soft kiss on the lips. “I have a way to get you to stop thinking.”

 

Before Gordy could start thinking about what Aiden meant, Aiden yanked back the covers, turned himself around, and set them up for a sixty-nine. Once Gordy put his mind to it, he enjoyed it as much as Aiden. Aiden shot his light cum into Gordy’s mouth less than a minute before Gordy’s heavier boy cream filled his mouth.

 

Aiden then turned around, pulled the covers back over them, snuggled up to his best friend, and quickly fell asleep. It took Gordy a half-hour longer to fall asleep as he spent too much time worrying if thinking about what he should do and shouldn’t do when it came to sexual things made him weird.

 

SUNDAY, JANUARY 25

 

<Drake and Pierce>

 

The big meeting between Drake and Pierce ended up being a face to face call on Skype because of the snow. Their Saturday afternoon meetup had been rescheduled for Sunday. Their dads had just cancelled that meetup as well.

 

“Two or three fucking inches and you’d think the world was buried under a mountain of snow,” Drake groused.

 

“My dad says that with all of the hills and us not having very many snowy days your dad made a good decision telling you to stay home,” Pierce countered.

 

“My dad said if we had better snow removal service, he might have thought about saying it was okay. But there are some hills between us and the light rail station.”

 

“The buses are on emergency schedule and last I heard the 55  bus was staying off the Magnolia Bridge and hill. Well, we can complain all we want, but it won’t change anything. How about us scheduling a new day to meet up. How does next Saturday sound?”

 

Drake gave the question a moment’s thought and told Pierce it wouldn’t work. “The ‘rents are taking a parenting class and I’m signed up to take the Saturday session with them.”

 

“Since when did you become a parent?” Pierce laughed.

 

“They decided that as the big teen brother I should be able to change a diaper, know how to hold and feed a baby, and to learn how to talk to one. I mean there is no doubt I’ll be left alone with the little critter as a babysitter sometimes. This session is for older siblings and the parents.”

 

“I can tell you how to talk to a baby. Just say, ‘Gaga, googoo, itsy bitsy little baby critter.”

 

“You’re silly. I think there’s more to it than that. How about Sunday?”

 

“How about you come Saturday after the class is over, spend the night, and spend as much of Sunday as you can?”

 

“I’ll need to ask headquarters, if it works for you.”

 

“It works,” Pierce told him. “It was my Plan B if the Saturday plan didn’t work. Plan C was Sunday only.”

“I’ll go check.” Drake came back a couple of minutes later sporting a big smile. “If I get my homework done after getting home Friday and find a way to get my running in on Sunday since I’ll be skipping Saturday’s running because of the class, it’s a go.”

 

“Awesome. I’ll be looking forward to it, dude.”

 

“Ditto and I’ll talk to you before then.”

 

“Who knows, I might forget to put clothes on the next time we talk.”

 

“That would be sweet,” Drake laughed. He was liking Pierce more and more. He thought the snow might actually be a blessing since the substitute visit set up an overnight and he knew Pierce was no innocent when it came to sex. At the same time, Pierce found himself loving Drake’s voice and imagining what a beautiful body he probably had. It was going to be a great overnight.

 

<Aiden and Gordy>

 

Even though they showered together after arising, Aiden and Gordy’s conversation had shifted from the sex talk of Saturday night to the upcoming basketball game on Monday.

 

“Obviously if we win, we’re the top seed,” Gordy said as Aiden did a VERY careful job of washing his ass.

 

“Yeah, but if we lose and Kentburg beats Winton, which they should do, then we’re tied and Kentburg wins the tie breaker. I want to play them in the tournament and get revenge for them giving us our only loss,” Aiden said. “And you now have the cleanest crack and pucker in Mayfield.”

 

“Clean enough for you to lick it?” Gordy asked. It was the only suggestive statement of the morning.

 

“You hang around Mason and Miles too much.”

 

“Not to mention Aiden Miller who’s been known to do nasty things.”

 

“I want to be nasty to Evans and get five assists tomorrow.”

 

“And I want to get out of the shower, get dry, get dressed, and eat before somebody comes to take me to Sunday School.”

 

The water went off, Gordy got dressed, as did Aiden in t-shirt and sweats, breakfast was good, and Gordy made it to Sunday School on time.

 

<MONDAY, JANUARY 26>

 

<Aiden>

 

The morning had been a simple one for Aiden. All his thoughts were focused on basketball and to make sure his day started in that frame of mind, he wore his Mayfield Titan baseball hat so Kalie would keep her hands off his crotch. He did intend on keeping his pledge to wear a Mariner cap on the bus once basketball season was over, which would be next week. As Aiden saw it, Kalie might be a girl, but she was also his friend. He felt he should keep his word to a friend, even a female friend.

 

Coach Randall understood that his team would not be at its best for Evans. The game could be considered a valley between last Friday’s big game against Monte and the upcoming playoffs. From what he and Coach Meeker heard, both directly and indirectly, that was exactly how the team saw it. Randall also understood it was his job as a coach to make sure his team got past the impending mental letdown ready to play with intensity and concentration. From that, the proper execution of fundamentals would follow.

 

Three of the varsity players who were totally focused were Scott Keller, Trent, and Aiden. Gordy, Lenny, Lance, and Emmett were mentally ready for the JV game. Since the start of the season, Grant had eagerly followed his friends and fellow seventh graders Gordy and Aiden in learning how they worked on their focus and concentration.

 

The game was at home, which made it easier to stick to routines. The JV players got out of class early. Since Evans had pinned one of their two losses on them, the JV was primed for revenge. Behind the shooting of Lenny and Gordy (8 points each) the Titans avenged their one-point loss with a 29-21 win.

 

That set the stage for the varsity, who had won their second game of the season 35-32 at Evans. Scott, Everett, Trent, Barry, and Blake started for the Titans. Blake was the only starter who was not an eighth grader.

 

The Titans got out to a quick 8-1 lead over the Governors and never trailed in a 35-27 win. Barry led the team in scoring with 11 points. Aiden didn’t score, but had four assists, two steals, no turnovers, and played his usual stifling defense.

 

After they finished showering, most of the team remained in the locker room in various stages of dress and undress waiting for scores to appear on the league website. Since they were the top seeded team, the Titans would be playing the number four seed. That would be either Monte or Meadow Park, depending on who lost their showdown. While it was possible for a three-way tie between those two teams and Kentburg, which would truly complicate the picture, it was unlikely since Kentburg was playing Winton. The Titan players agreed that there was no way Winton would upset Kentburg. 

 

The first score to post was Chinook 34, Harborview 33 in overtime in a game that had no bearing on the playoff tournament. The next score did, however, and that was Kentburg hammering Winton 40-24, giving Kentburg the number two seed. Everyone was happy to see Clark Pass finish its season with a 24-19 win over Pine Lake to finish 4-8. The score they really wanted to see was Monte and Meadow Park.

 

Aiden and Barry, who had been sitting naked on one of the locker room benches, became the last to dress. Just as Aiden zipped up his pants the score came in: Monte 38 Meadow Park 37 in double overtime. The Titans would be playing the Meadow Park Coyotes Wednesday night in a loser out game. The winner would play the winner of the Kentburg-Monte game Saturday afternoon.

 

After dinner that evening, Aiden and Nolan connected on Skype. “Damn, dude, tough loss,” Aiden said after he and his boyfriend exchanged greetings.

 

“I thought we had that thing won more than once, and fucking Skyler would bury a couple and bring them right back in,” Nolan sighed.

 

“When we have our visit, you shouldn’t let him fuck you to punish him.” 

 

“Why, so he could have your ass?”

 

“Why not? Greg says he’s hung like a horse.”

 

“Hmph, what does he know about who’s hung and who isn’t?”

 

“Of course, now it gets crazy,” Aiden said.

 

“Yep. Especially with us playing each other. We’ve been clicking together better since Roland left the team, but we’re not as good as I thought we would be. And you guys have been seriously kicking ass. Best record in the league and a good shot at winning the championship. Unless we get in your way,” Nolan chuckled. 

 

“I don’t know about winning it all, but we’re on a good roll. My dads think Kentburg has more talent and better athletes, but we’re better fundamentally. And he thinks we better not be looking past you guys. How many points did you have today?”

 

“I was the leading scorer with 17,” Nolan replied.

 

“Awesome. I had nada points, but I did have four assists.”

 

“You kill people with your passing, and if somebody drops off you, you can hit that open shot.”

 

The talk soon changed to sex and the talk about sex soon became the two horny boys watching each other jerk off while wishing they were doing it to each other. Aiden shot his watery emission onto his belly. Aiden rubbed his cum around his belly and chest as he watched Nolan finish. Nolan spurted about two minutes later, his white cum hitting near his teats on his first spurt. He followed his boyfriend’s lead by rubbing it around the front of his torso.

 

“Have you asked about Saturday night?” Aiden asked Nolan after he finished his cum bath.

 

“Yeah. Mom says that since one of us will be playing for the championship on Saturday in Centralia, we might as well overnight at my house. I figure whoever loses our game on Friday is gonna watch the championship game.”

 

“That’s what my dads and I plan to do.” Aiden then went on to tell Nolan about Gordy fucking Miles and now wanting Aiden to fuck him.

 

“For a guy who seems to not want to get involved in sex, he sure is a horny fucker.”

 

“And he has a lot of excuses to make it sound like him having sex isn’t really having sex.” Aiden took a breath. “But you know what?”

 

“I do. He might get weird about some things, but he’s still a great dude and is your oldest and best friend.”

 

“Good guess. But, it’s time to get off the phone, clean my tummy, and cuddle up with Horace. I love you, Nolan.”

 

“I love you, too, Sweet Cakes. Good night.”

 

The boys broke the connection and prepared for bed, already excited about their big game coming up on Wednesday.

 

Next: League Tournament.