Piano Forte

 

 

 

 

 

Austin found himself draped over William’s naked body. It was light out and he hoped they hadn’t overslept. He checked the clock on William’s dresser and saw that the alarm on William’s phone wasn’t set to go off for another ten minutes. He slipped off his bedmate and then wrapped his arm around him and snuggled tight. This wasn’t the first time he had woken up naked with another boy, but it was the first time he had woken up with a real live boyfriend.

 

Austin’s snooze was interrupted by the alarm. When William awoke, he instantly reveled in the smooth, warm body next to him in bed. He wondered how everyone managed to sleep through the night without a little redheaded boy sleeping next to him.   

 

He looked into his boyfriend’s blue eyes. “Good morning, sweets.”

 

“Good morning, William,” Austin grinned. “I love you.”

 

“I love you too. I know you need to shower because you must have dry cum all over your belly.”

 

“I want to wear it all day because it’s yours.”

 

“I’ll be happy to replace it with fresh cum later today.”

 

“What if I want it inside me?” the younger boy asked.

 

“Then wrap your lips around my pecker and go at it.”

 

“I wasn’t thinking of inside my mouth.”

 

William felt a sexual jolt as his mind told him Austin had to be talking about getting his ass fucked. “Do you mean?”

 

“Yeah, I mean exactly that. Why not?”

 

“Are you sure? Think about it, I have a big cock and you have a little ass that hasn’t been prepped for that kind of stuff.”

 

“I’m sure. I really want you to do it.”

 

“How about we spend some time thinking about it. We’ll talk about it in the next day or two. I mean, this is a big surprise for me.”

 

“Yeah, well, it’s a big surprise for me, too. I kind of got the idea last night when you were humping me, and I got the idea even more today. But I’m hungry and we have a workshop and we better get up and pee and shower before Gary and Titus get the shower.”

 

Both boys were sporting morning wood as they got up from William’s bed and were proud of it. When they entered the bathroom, Gary and Titus were peeing together in the toilet stall.

 

“Good morning, guys,” Austin called out.

 

“Hey,” was Gary’s reply. “We got the shower.”

 

“Okay, but make it quick. William and I are both hungry.”

 

Gary stepped out of the stall and grinned when he saw that William and Austin had hard-ons.

 

“We’ll be quick,” Gary told them. “We’re hungry too.”

 

“Did you guys have fun last night?” William asked.

 

Titus pointed to the dry flakes of Gary’s cum on his belly. “Yep.”

 

Austin pointed to his belly and grinned. “So, you and me have to shower for the same reason.”

 

Gary and Titus stepped into the shower stall and William and Austin went back to their room where they dropped onto William’s bed and commenced kissing and rubbing their hard cocks together hard. Their unstated goal was to get rid of their morning horniness as quickly as possible. Austin placed himself on top of William and hammered at him. Both boys groaned as they worked themselves into a frenzy of kissing and humping and, just as they heard the shower turn off, cumming.

 

They hopped out of bed and hustled back to the bathroom as Gray and Titus were stepping out of the shower stall. Gary saw the fresh cum on his friends’ bellies and grinned. “Nothing dry and flaky about that.”

 

“How was your shower?” William asked.

 

“If I’d known there was time for morning sex it would have been a lot better.”

 

“You guys did it fast,” Titus noted.

 

“That’s what happens when your boyfriend is a horny teenager,” Austin responded.

 

 

 

While Ned may have earned his sex certificate from Austin and earned his diploma from his friends in the Master Quartet, it was his roommate John who was taking him into graduate work. The night before John had humped his belly and cock, and then used his cum as lubrication to a second cum, before finishing up by giving Ned his first rim job and then humping his eleven-year-old roommate’s ass and cumming a third time on his butt cheeks and in his crack. The fourteen-year-old felt very satisfied after his third orgasm but was also envious of the four dry cums Ned had enjoyed.

 

“I better wash your gunk off me,” Ned said as he rubbed his cum covered ass. A lot of John’s first two orgasms had rubbed off on John during his second hump and on the sheets when his ass was being humped.

 

“No way. I’ll show you what to do with it,” John smirked. He rubbed his hand in what he’d shot on Ned’s ass and rubbed it on the young boy’s face. “That will keep your skin smooth.”

 

“But…”

 

“And tomorrow morning’s shower will clean us up.” He gave Ned a kiss on his lips and then said, “You are so, so sexy.”

 

Which is what happened the next morning. John wanted badly to mess around with Ned, but they had breakfast and camp activities to go to, so their shower was simply that, a quick shower. Ned didn’t care. Two weeks ago, he didn’t know what his body could do, and last night his teenage roommate had said he was sexy. How could things get any better than that?

 

<Austin, Christian, Benny>

 

After Austin’s two morning workshops, he met Christian and Benny in Practice Room B for a final run-through of their Mozart. This was their night to perform. Dr. Boardman had told Christian the evening before he thought it would be a good idea if they got together and worked through any concerns they might have.

 

“You shouldn’t need the entire hour you have scheduled,” Dr. Boardman said. “The movement takes a little over six minutes to perform. I think two times through should be sufficient, unless you see some major issue. Having heard you guys practice, I think you are more than ready.”

 

Christian and Benny got themselves set up and Austin sat at the piano. “Did you bring your sign?” Christian asked Austin as they started their warmup.

 

Austin grinned and reached into his satchel. He pulled out his “NUDIST AT WORK” sign, opened the door to the room, and hung it on the outside. By the time he turned around, Christian had his shirt off and Benny was removing his pants. In less than a minute all three musicians were naked. Christian was sporting an impressive erection.

 

“Damn, if we can concentrate with Christian showing off his piece of meat, then nothing’s going to bother us tonight,” Benny said.

 

“Just shut up and play before yours springs to life. We know how much my cock turns you on,” Christian responded with a grin.

 

“For real?” Austin asked. He was impressed by Christian’s junk; he estimated it was maybe at least an inch longer than William’s and it was definitely thicker. The practice room had suddenly become sexually charged and Austin could feel himself stirring.

 

“Watch what it’s like fifteen minutes from now.”

 

The concentration they mostly put into their musicianship had the opposite effect on the boys. Fifteen minutes later, after two flawless renditions of the third movement of the K 502 Piano Trio, all three young cocks were flaccid.

 

“Wow, are we ready or are we ready?” Christian asked. “I mean there isn’t much in the world that makes my cock go down like that.” Christian was toying with himself as he said that.

 

“So, music took the horniness out of you?” Benny asked.

 

“Oh, hell no. You saw how my fingers guided my bow across my cello, now you can see their magic on my big fat cock.” Austin had seen Christian in sexy moods, but this was the first time he had seen him flat out horny. The fourteen-year-old had brought his cock instantly back to life. “How big is that boyfriend of yours?” Christian asked Austin.

 

“How did you know he was my boyfriend?” Austin replied.

 

“I was just joking. How big is he?”

 

“He says four-and-a-half.”

 

“You mean he hasn’t measured it for you? Fuck, dude, he should be getting totally sexy around a cute ginger like you.” Christian wrapped his hand around his cock and gave it a couple of jerks. “You can tell him that I am six inches and see what he says.”

 

“I don’t think he’ll care.”

 

“Size counts you know.”

 

“That’s what he keeps saying,” Benny laughed, “every time we jerk off together.” Benny was hard as well and had joined Christian in masturbating.

 

“What’s going on, guys?” Austin inquired, as if he didn’t know.

 

“What do you think?” Christian asked.

 

“I know you’re jerking off, but I thought we were just going to get naked and play free.”

 

“We did, and we played perfect. And since we can’t play naked tonight, I think we need to jerk off, so we don’t have to worry about being horny in our pants.”

 

“But nobody got boners when we played,” Austin pointed out.

 

“Details, details,” Christian grunted as he seriously whacked his teen pud. Benny’s masturbation wasn’t quite as serious as Christian’s, but he was working steadily. Austin was stroking his three-and-a-half inches but didn’t intend on working to an orgasm.

 

“Here it comes,” Christian alerted his mates. He slammed his cock hard and teen cum shot out and splatted on his chest and belly. “Oh, yeah, I am ready to play tonight,” he cooed as he came down from his climax.

 

“I guess we better be getting dressed,” Benny said. “We’ve been lucky so far, but somebody might wonder why Christian was so noisy.”

 

“I was not being noisy, and you know it.”

 

The teens quickly dressed. Benny told Christian he would take care of his horny cock in their room after lunch. “Don’t worry, I’ll be ready tonight.”

 

“Hey, what was that you said when I kidded you about William being your boyfriend?” Christian asked Austin.

 

“He said how did you know he was my boyfriend,” Benny replied.

 

Austin could feel himself flushing with embarrassment.

 

“Yeah, that was it. Has something happened between the two of you? I mean if you two hit it off it would be the miracle of the camp.”

 

“Well, we’ve become friends.” Austin decided to leave it at that for now.

 

“Yeah, and your question was wondering where I heard it was more than it was. I guess that makes sense. Anyway, I’m glad the two of you aren’t enemies anymore.” Christian looked at Austin’s cock which had deflated to a semi. “Are you gonna get dressed before you go?” he chuckled.

 

“I still can use the room for a half hour and I have a solo recital tomorrow, so I might as well use the time for more practice.”

 

“I like it. It’s why you’re going to be a great pianist someday.” Christian stepped up to Austin and pointed at his cock, his finger as close as it could get without touching it. “But make sure you take care of that thing before we play tonight.”

 

“I’ll be ready.” Austin stood behind the door as Benny opened it and he and Christian stepped out into the hall. Once the door was closed, Austin sat at the piano and stared out into space for a couple of minutes. He then took a deep breath and played the Granados “Oriental” from memory. He played it twice; the second time was flawless. He not only felt ready for Mozart that night, but he felt even more ready for Granados the next day.

 

 

 

After a grueling session working on Chopin with Ms Zimmer, William was ready to sit in Practice Room F and play his guitar. It would be his last scheduled practice before he performed “Danny Boy” at the evening’s recital.  

 

William held no resentment against Ms Z. She was a good teacher and didn’t demand anything he couldn’t deliver. And compared to his grandfather she was a softie.                  

 

William and Ms Z had the same goal—a perfect rendition of the three Chopin Etudes he had picked: the Etudes in C Sharp Minor, G-flat Major, and C minor. But what William really wanted that afternoon was to sit alone with his beloved guitar his grandfather had given him and play for himself. Even though he didn’t have a sign to hang on the door of the room, he took a page out of Austin’s book and stripped naked. He then played “Danny Boy” flawlessly, but also strummed some works from the masters of the guitar that his mentor, Cole Davis, had suggested he learn. He knew it would take a lot more work to master those pieces.

 

When his room reservation was ten minutes from expiring, William stopped and closed his eyes for a moment. He thought about Austin telling him he wanted to be fucked. As much as William wanted to be the one to take his cherry, he worried he might be too big for his young boyfriend’s virgin ass.

 

Austin’s brother, James, had hinted at the same thing—Austin’s first time should be with one of his peers. James had been thinking that some day that might be Austin’s friend Oliver. He had no idea who that person would be at camp, except that it shouldn’t be William. William agreed, although in talking with John he learned that James’s cock was an inch or so longer than his.

 

William wanted to be able to enjoy all of Austin before camp ended, and he had a plan for doing so, even if the idea pained him. If one of Austin’s friends in the Master Quartet was willing, William would be willing to show him and Austin the fundamentals and let Austin get loosened up by a peer. If there had been more than two weeks available, William was certain he could get Austin prepped. But even if he couldn’t be the first to fuck Austin, William knew he would be the first to make love to him, which his grandfather had once told him when giving him “the talk, was what sex  was really about. William often found it strange how his grandfather, who lived across the country, had been a bigger help negotiating the twists and turns of puberty than his father. Now all he had to do was sell the idea to Austin.

 

As he started out of the administrative building William received a text asking him to go to the administrative office at his earliest convenience. He turned around, wondering what the administration wanted. When he walked into the office, Mrs. Grant, the camp secretary greeted him.

 

“Hello, William. Thank you for responding so quickly.” She looked up at the clock on the wall. “That was under three minutes, which is without question a new record. You must work at super speed.”

 

“I was already in the building,” William said modestly. “Did I do something wrong?”

 

“Oh no, Mr. Shepherd would like a quick word with you.”

 

“Well, then I DID do something wrong.” 

 

She stepped to the door. “William Delacroix is here to see you.”

 

“Thank you, Mrs. Grant. No ducking away for Mr. Delacroix. You send a text and he shows right up.” The camp director chuckled.

 

“He’s ready to see you. Step right on in.”

 

William stepped into the director’s room. Mr. Shepherd instructed him to sit down and William took a seat in front of the desk still wondering what he did wrong. Surely there isn’t a rule against a boy having a boyfriend, he thought. He said nothing, electing to let the director have the first word since he was clueless about what the issue was.

 

“It certainly pays to know people in high places,” Mr. Shepherd grinned.

 

“Sir?” William was more confused than ever.

 

“If I remember correctly, there was a certain transcription of Boccherini’s “Fandango” that you and your roommate requested that was considered hard to get as quickly as you needed it.”

 

“Yes sir, that is correct.” William was in formal mode as he had been taught by both his father and his grandfather. “Austin and I wanted to play it together before the end of camp.” William felt his heart sink. He was certain that Mr. Shephard was going to tell him they weren’t going to be able to get it at all. The director’s comment about knowing people in high places had gone right over William’s head.

 

“Well, thanks to some prodding by your grandfather your score will be here by noon tomorrow.”

 

William’s spirit lifted so quickly he fell out of formal mode and into teen camper mode. “For real?” he asked excitedly. “I thought you were going to tell me we weren’t going to be able to play it.”

 

“That’s what I mean about knowing people in high places. It appears that the publisher would love having the grandson of one of the greatest pianists of the era playing their transcription and overnighted the score to the school.”

 

“I hope they know I won’t be playing the piano part.”

 

“I don’t think it would matter if they did know. The name Delacroix gets a quick response no matter what you might be playing.”

 

“Wow, that means Austin and I will be able to get a lot of practice time in.”

 

“I saw that there was an open practice room after lunch and reserved it for you—if you have the time open, of course.”

 

“I know I do and I bet Austin will, too. Thank you for telling me—this is going to be so much fun.”

 

William left the office walking on air and worshipping the ground his gramps walked on. Mr. Shepherd watched the boy who was unquestionably one of the top three musicians in camp and wondered why he so willingly turned what was undoubtedly a difficult piano part over to an inexperienced twelve-year-old.

 

 

 

“We played pretty good,” Ned beamed as he and Austin walked from the gym to their dormitory.

 

“I can’t believe we beat them,” Austin agreed. “They were both older than us.”

 

“But we were better, and that’s all that counts.” Ned and Austin had defeated Gary’s brother Steve and his partner and roommate, Luke, 11-7 and 12-10 to win their first-round game. Steve and Luke were 14 and 15 but weren’t as athletic as Austin and Ned.

 

“When Gary heard we were playing Steve and Luke he said we should win. He called Steve a couch potato who says musicians don’t have time for sports, so he doesn’t do that much physical stuff. The only reason he decided to play in the tournament is because Luke talked him into it.”

 

“We have just enough time to shower before dinner,” Ned said. “I’m glad we decided to use the shower in your suite instead of showering in the gym. I always get a boner when I see you naked.”

 

Austin gave Ned a friendly punch on the arm. “You’ve been getting boners every time you see any boy naked. Hell, you get them when you see a boy in his underwear.”

 

“I get them when I think about a boy naked. And speaking of naked boys, let me tell you what John did with me last night.” As he and Austin went up the stairs to Austin’s room, Ned related how John shot his cum over him.

 

“That is so hot,” Austin grinned as they entered his room. They were soon stripped naked and in the shower. They both had erections, but not enough time to get serious about messing around. They were supposed to meet the other two members of the quartet along with John, William, Carlos, Christian, and Benny, along with William’s grandfather in the private dining room which William had reserved.

 

William was in the bedroom when Austin and Ned walked in from their shower. “You two look really good with nothing on,” William smirked. “And those sweet boners are works of art. Did you guys have a fun shower?”

 

“If we’d had that kind of shower, our boners would be gone,” Austin pointed out.

 

“I don’t know, I’ve seen you keep yours up through a couple of rounds.” Austin did a full body blush while Ned gave him a knowing grin.

 

“We did win our badminton match, though,” Ned said.

 

“You beat those older dudes? Sweet.” William looked at Austin who was pulling on a pair of white briefs. “Hey, I thought you guys were dressed just fine for dinner.”

 

“You wish,” Austin grinned.

 

“I do have some great news, though. Gramps came through and we will have our Fandango transcription by noon tomorrow.”

 

Austin’s smile lit up the room. “That is so totally and radically awesome! When do we start working? We’ll just have a week to get it perfect. But that’s better than a couple of days or no days and having to find something else.”

 

“Mr. Shepherd set aside a practice room for us after lunch”.

 

“What if…”

 

William anticipated Austin’s question. “Then change the time, which you can do, you know.”

 

“…I have badminton? Oh, yeah, this is a music camp isn’t it?” Austin giggled. “And how did you know what I was going to ask?”

 

“It’s called boyfriend instinct.”

 

“I need a boyfriend, too,” Ned said.

 

“I thought you and Titus were tight,” Austin said.

 

“We are, but I meant an older dude with boyfriend instinct.”

 

“John,” Austin and William shouted out simultaneously. They looked at each other and broke out laughing.

 

“Tell William what you and John did last night,” Austin told Ned.

 

After Ned described his romp in the hay, William had an obvious erection in his shorts.

 

 

 

The middle school dormitory dining hall had two private rooms that could be reserved by students, or in this case, campers. Since he and Austin each had a recital, William thought it would be fun to sit with the Quartet and their roommates. He also invited his grandfather, not only for bringing his guitar but also for being the best grandfather in the known universe.

 

Gene Delacroix waited for his grandson in the lobby of the dorm. He thought about going to his room. However, with William and Austin being boys they were probably getting dressed at the last minute; being on a busy camp schedule only made that more likely.

 

Gene had been giving William and Austin a lot of thought. William was a very talented musician. He not only was a superb pianist for fourteen, he was quickly becoming proficient on the guitar. Gene recalled that when William was eight and nine, he had started taking violin lessons with the blessing of his mother, a professional cellist in the Seattle Symphony. After a year, Gene’s son David, William’s father, brought the lessons to an end, saying they took too much time away from the piano.

 

The few times Gene had been able to listen to William’s playing, he was impressed. His grandson sounded good for a boy so young. He wondered where William might have gone had he been able to follow in his mother’s footsteps. Gene knew that because of his own busy concert schedule, he hadn’t been able to give David the time he needed, which he thought had a lot do to with his son’s know-it-all attitude. As a result, he became determined to give William as much of his time as possible. Still, William’s behavior often reminded him of David. Playing as a guest soloist for two small-city symphonies as a thirteen and fourteen-year-old helped to feed William’s ego almost beyond what Gene could bear.

 

And then came William’s revelation that he was in love with his young roommate. Gene wasn’t surprised that William thought he was in love; William was a teenager and teenagers often fell in love at the drop of a hat. What surprised Gene was that William claimed to be in love with a boy. William had been chasing girls from the time he was ten and loved the attention they gave him as his reputation as a musician soared.

 

Even though William had numerous crushes, none of them panned out into a “going out together” type of relationship. Gene thought of his grandson as the straightest of straight boys, and suddenly he claims to be in love with another boy. What convinced Gene that William’s feelings were real, at least to him, was the gentleness and care William showed young Austin. Gene could see in William’s eyes that his grandson’s feelings for Austin were much deeper than the adolescent crushes he formerly had on a few girls. Even more important, he could see that those feelings were being reciprocated.

 

One thing Gene was certain of was that Austin had an amazing talent even if he wasn’t yet aware of it. The boy had a marvelous touch on the keyboard, an incredible feel for music for one so young, and the hands of a pianist. The boy and his hands were still a couple of years away from maturing, but Gene could sense two important things about the twelve-year-old boy. First, even though he was growing into his body and into those hands, he had amazing control of his playing. Second, he could already tell he had a great work ethic to go along with his talent.

 

Gene knew that Austin was at an important crossroads in his life. While his teacher in Bellingham had obviously done a marvelous job of recognizing and developing the boy’s talent, he wanted to give the boy his own private master class and then see to it that he was enrolled in the Bainbridge Academy for the upcoming academic year. The fact that William had Austin under his wing was an important factor in Gene’s thinking. He also wanted to enter Austin in the Seattle Youth Music Festival which was the second week in August. William had played there before and was already enrolled in the current summer festival.

 

As Gene watched the interaction between Austin and William as well as between Austin and his friends, he knew he had to call Austin’s mother in the next day or two to get the ball rolling. And once Austin was enrolled, Gene knew where the boy would be staying for the week.

 

Gene smiled when he saw William coming out of the elevator with Austin and two boys he assumed were Austin’s friends. William gave his grandfather a hug and then Austin pleased him by giving a hug of his own.

 

“Thanks for getting us the music, Gramps.” Austin said as he looked up at the great pianist and the two and Gene wrapped their arms around each other.

 

“Gramps?” Gene grinned.

 

“Yep. If me and William are going to be boyfriends, then you’re going to be my gramps, too.”

 

“That sounds good to me, son.”

 

“We’re going to work real hard to be better than the video.” Gene had no doubt they would do just that.

 

Austin then introduced his friends Ned and Gary, both members of the Master Quartet. Gene figured he would get an explanation of the quartet at dinner, which is what happened. He also got to meet Titus, the fourth member of the clan.

 

Dinner became a special event. Everyone did the buffet and brought their meals and drinks into the private dining area. The boys were excited to have one of the most famous classical musicians in the world at their table and were certain that a lot of the campers in the main dining hall were envious, which was the case. Gene treated the boys with deference and respect and the boys easily thought of him as a grandfather they didn’t know they had.

 

William and Austin sat together, of course. Christian noted that Austin went with William everywhere. Or was it William going with Austin everywhere. Christian even noticed them quickly holding hands under the table a couple of times. He smiled to himself when he realized that his accidental reference to William being Austin’s boyfriend had been right on the money.

 

After dessert they went as a group to the auditorium. William, Christian, Benny, and Austin went backstage, and the rest sat together in the auditorium.

 

 

 

Austin, Christian, and Benny gave a stellar performance of the third movement of Mozart’s K 502 Piano Trio. Gene could see that Christian was an accomplished young cellist. He was impressed by how well Austin performed in the small ensemble. He had only heard Austin play solo, but he showed his versatility as pianist with his ability to fit in with the other two members of the trio. It was too easy for the piano to overshadow a chamber work, but Austin instinctively kept the piano at the forefront without it being dominating. Once again Gene could see what an exceptional talent Austin was and thought of how the boy would blossom as he started taking master classes. Benny was the weak link, which was nothing against Benny, who was a competent violinist. It was just that he was in the shadow of Christian and Austin who were exceptional musicians. Their performance drew a huge round of applause, led by the cheers and whistles of the Master Quartet members and friends in the audience.

 

William’s performance was excellent. It was highly unusual for a camper to perform on his “expanding your horizons” instrument at a recital; that performance was done in the workshop. William admitted he wouldn’t have done so if he hadn’t already had some experience playing the guitar. He also received enthusiastic applause and his following shouted his name hoping to convince the judges to go against the rules and pick William as a finalist.

 

That ended up not being the case, but William didn’t care. He had enjoyed himself immensely. What William’s performance did do was lay the groundwork for the performance of the Fandango the next week to be declared eligible for voting. The trio did make the Saturday finals, which brought another round of cheering and whistling.

 

Eugene left for home pleased with what he had listened to. He would be back the next day for Austin’s solo recital and was eager to listen to it. He had found out that Austin’s mother and brother would be coming down from Bellingham for the recital and he was very much looking forward to talking to Austin’s mother.

 

 

 

“Can we do what we did last night?” Ned asked John as the two stripped naked for bed.

 

“Little shy Ned is sure turning into a wild horn dog,” John laughed.

 

“It’s not funny. I liked having your stuff all over me. I want you to shoot it all in my face this time.”

 

“I will if you suck my dick until I’m ready to cum.”

 

“Deal,” Ned said as he skootched between John’s legs and put his mouth around the head of his roommate’s cock. Soon, with a loud, long moan, John did what he promised and rubbed his cock along Ned’s face, cumming on his hair, forehead, cheeks, and chin. The eleven-year-old then rubbed John’s seed around his face as if it was skin cream while John jerked him to an intense dry orgasm.

 

 

 

“I thought you and Ned were, like, boyfriends,” Gary said to Titus after they enjoyed wrestling, humping, and kissing on the empty bed in Gary’s room. Titus was surprised by how much he enjoyed the taste of Gary’s light tween cum. Each time he sucked someone he expected that this was the time the emission would taste gross, but it was always good. Gary’s was the best tasting, however. It was like he could make dessert out of it.

 

“We are, and we’re sleeping together tomorrow in my room. Carlos might stay and watch, but I bet he sleeps with John       .”

 

“Who am I going to sleep with?” Gary asked with mock sadness.

 

“Why not your brother?”

 

“Whoa. We haven’t done anything all camp.” Gary gave Titus a loving peck on his lips. “That might be your best idea yet.” Gary’s brother Steve was fourteen and had shown Gary the sexual ropes, as good big brothers so often did.

 

 

 

After having had performance time on stage, the boyfriends now enjoyed it in bed. Once again, it was William’s bed that got the workout. They finished with a sixty-nine, but William had to hold back twice during foreplay he had been so close to orgasm.

 

Their pillow talk involved Austin’s friends in the Master Quartet. “When are you guys getting together to overnight again?” William asked. “Time is running out.”

 

“Well, Titus is sleeping with Gary again. Tomorrow Titus is sleeping with Ned—they keep saying they’re boyfriends. And I’m sleeping with you because time is running out for us, too.”

 

“I have a feeling we’ll find a way to get together after camp is over.”

 

Austin’s face and smile lit up the bed in the way William was in love with. “Serious?”

 

“Totally serious. We are totally serious boyfriends and we’ll find a way.”

 

“Even though you’re fourteen and I’m just twelve?”

 

“Trust me, we’ll find a way.” William stroked his boyfriend’s cheeks. “Do you guys in the quartet ever talk about fucking?”

 

“A little. We’re all virgins and don’t know much about it, but we talk about it. Ned never even jerked off in his life until he came to camp and Titus hadn’t messed around much either. Me and Gary have the most experience and are the only ones who can shoot cum, even if it isn’t much.”

 

William didn’t push the subject farther. He found out what he needed to know—the Quartet at least talked about butt sex. He had decided not to bring up his plan to have one of them take Austin’s cherry until Austin brought up the subject of their making love again. Just like he had a strong feeling his relationship with Austin would continue after camp, he also had a strong feeling Austin would be asking to be laid very soon.

 

“How about bringing up the idea of having one of your Master Quartet four ways on Wednesday or Thursday,” William suggested. That could be one way for the topic to come up with them again, William thought, which would lay the groundwork for me giving Austin my idea of one of them taking his cherry. “I’m sure John and me and maybe even Carlos can have some fun together.”

 

“I’ll check into it tomorrow. Now let’s brush and pee and snuggle together and go to sleep because I’m really tired and I have a humungous day tomorrow. And, I love you, William, my boyfriend.”

 

“I love you my little kitten and I’m all for your idea.”

 

“Kitten? Kitten’s don’t have red hair.”

 

“No, but they’re cute and snuggly just like you.” William planted a kiss on Austin’s lips that lasted a few minutes longer than they had planned.

 

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