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Greetings and welcome back. Aiden, Nolan, and Mason are in Los Angeles at a Gay Pride Fest. This chapter deals mostly with the goings on of the boys in Mayfield. To follow the exploits of the three boys in Los Angeles, go to The Boys of East Harbor: Michael, Chapter 72 posted in the Nifty Archives Young Friends section.
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CHAPTER 45
MAYFIELD BOYS AT PLAY
SATURDAY, AUGUST 15
<Hallion House>
Mac arrived at Trent’s house around 11:30. They exchanged quick hugs and headed out to the patio where they quickly stripped naked and jumped into the pool. Trent lived in one of the few homes in the Mayfield town limits that had a swimming pool.
“Where’s your brother?” Mac asked.
“He went to visit his girlfriend of the day, and you can figure out what they probably will end up doing,” Trent answered.
“Kind of like do what we plan on doing—something to do with sex.”
“I think we’ll be getting more action than Jackson will get. He needs to get a steady girlfriend again. I don’t think they plan on ending up in bed—it will be more like heavy petting.”
“Damn, the dude will be starting his senior year next month, so don’t tell me he don’t want to get those bitches into bed,” Mac said. “I know he ain’t gay.”
xxx“Hell, my brother isn’t a virgin, we both know that. And he’s one of the cool, popular jocks at the high school that cause girls to “get wet”, which is how he puts it. I mean, he makes me pretty horny and he’s my brother.”
Jackson was 17 and a senior at Mayfield High School while Trent was 14 and an incoming freshman. Being the horny teens they were they had no problem messing around with each other, including fucking.
“Having a brother around to get you off has gotta be nice.”
“Hey, dude, we get each other off all the time. Now, I don’t know about you, but I’m starting to get hungry.”
“Damn, bro, we just got into the pool,” Mac said.
“I know, but hungry is hungry and mom left sandwiches and potato salad and a pile of peanut butter cookies that’s just begging to be eaten.”
“If you put it that way, I totally understand.”
The two athletic teens got out of the pool, dried off, and headed into the house. Since Trent’s parents were working and Jackson was away with a friend, they didn’t bother to get dressed since Trent’s parents weren’t due home from work and Jackson would be cool with how they were dressed. They each grabbed two sandwiches, dished out a mountain of potato salad and, after grabbing some cookies and a Coke, went back out on the patio.
They were soon sitting at the patio table chomping on their sandwiches and talking about baseball, girls, and messing around with each other, although not necessarily in that order. They were just starting on their cookies when they heard the front door open and Jackson call out, “Anybody here?”
“Outside on the patio,” Trent yelled back. “That was close—at least it wasn’t one of the ‘rents,” he said to Mac.
“Well, it’s not like they don’t know we skinny dip,” Mac said.
“Yeah, but mom always has to give us the ‘be careful the neighbors don’t see you and cover yourselves up when I come home’ speech.”
Jackson stepped out onto the patio. He loved seeing that his little brother and his brother’s best friend were naked and couldn’t wait to see how they’d react to who he brought home. Scott was behind him, followed by his 12-year-old cousin, Ronnie. Scott wasn’t surprised to see that Trent and Mac were naked, but Ronnie was. Ronnie claimed he was gay, so he was liking what he saw.
“Well, this is certainly turning into an interesting day,” Trent said. “I hope you all ate lunch because Mac and I have devoured what mom left for us.”
“I see two bags of chips and I know there’s plenty of hotdogs in the fridge,” Jackson said as he stepped out of his shorts.
“Where did you find them?” Trent asked Jackson about Scott and Ronnie.
“I saw them walking to the park carrying a basketball as I was driving home from Trish’s house.” Jackson’s time ended up being a big disappointment. He had just started getting to second base when Trish said she had to stop and go to the store for her mother. ‘Damn, it’s not like I pushed myself on her—she invited me to her house,’ Jackson thought. ‘I wish Glenda was back in town.’ Jackson pulled off his gold boxer briefs and quickly yanked off his t-shirt. He was now down to a pair of socks.
Ronnie gave his older cousin a questioning look. Scott grinned and nodded. Ronnie was naked in an instant, his hairless 3.5” erection a thin piece of steel.
“Nice,” Trent grinned. “You’re obviously visiting your big cousin.” Ronnie lived in Tacoma.
“For all of next week while my dad is at some kind of convention and my mom is visiting my aunt, who’s sick. She lives in Cleveland.”
“You’re the youngest dude here and you look like you’re the horniest.”
“That’s because I’m gay,” Ronnie said matter-of-factly. Everyone let the comment ride, although Scott looked a bit uneasy. Being gay in Mayfield wasn’t as a big a deal as in most places, but it still had negative connotations with many.
Everyone on the patio was naked within the next minute and all of them, except Jackson, were hard. Jackson’s cock was stirring, however. He started giving it a little help with his left hand and he was soon fully erect as well.
Jackson went back into the kitchen with Ronnie following him like a loyal puppy dog. He was totally enamored with the older teen’s hairy seven-inch cock.
“I’m the only guy here with no hair on his dick,” Ronnie lamented as Jackson pulled a package of hot dogs out of the refrigerator.
“Don’t worry, dude, your time will come,” Jackson assured the tween. “I didn’t get my first hairs until I was thirteen.”
“I guess I better stop staring at you and start helping you.”
“You’re twelve, right?”
“Yep. And I’m in seventh grade and I’ll be thirteen in March and I don’t have a boyfriend…yet. But I’m working on it with my friend Ward who’s gonna be twelve in two weeks. He’s got no hair either, but his boner is bigger than mine.”
“Sounds like you two have messed around.”
“Yep. We jerk off together all the time. His boner is four inches and that’s a half inch longer than mine, but I can shoot watery cum and when he cums he’s dry. Oh, and we like to suck each other and rub our dicks together, but he won’t kiss because he says he’s not gay but doesn’t care that I am.”
“Have you kissed anybody?” Jackson was getting a bit of a charge listening to Ronnie’s talk about sex in his boy soprano.
“I kinda did with this guy named Jack at the baseball party after the brawl, but it wasn’t really serious. Just touching lips together for a couple of seconds.”
“Have you wanted to kiss a guy seriously? I mean, you do say you’re gay.”
“I am gay for now. And, yeah, I wanted to have a serious kiss with a guy so I can learn what it’s about. Maybe you can help me and give me a kiss.”
‘Why not? It will make that cute, sweet kid happy,’ Jackson thought. He squatted down and wrapped his arms around Ronnie’s skinny back and pursed his lips for the tween. Ronnie scooted in closer and within seconds he had his tongue inside the teen’s mouth because he had heard that was what a guy was supposed to do when he kissed. Jackson then pushed his tongue into Ronnie’s sweet tasting mouth. He was amazed as to how good a kisser the inexperienced tween was.
“Hey, what are you guys doing?” Scott, ever the protective big cousin, bellowed as he entered the kitchen. Ronnie broke away and Jackson stood up straight so quickly his feet almost left the floor.
“We’re kissing, in case you couldn’t tell,” Ronnie squeaked. He loved his cousin deeply—Scott had always stood by him when he was sick. But he didn’t like how his cousin tried to tell him how to lead his life. “And I started it, so don’t get mad at Jackson. I wanted to show him what I learned in East Harbor.”
Scott had gotten the idea that East Harbor was a bigger den of gay boys than Mayfield, if that was possible. “You shouldn’t be kissing older boys like that.”
“I don’t do stuff I don’t want to do, and you can’t tell me I shouldn’t do stuff I want to do. You’re the best cousin in the world, but that don’t mean you can boss me around. I want to learn what being gay is like and kissing Jackson meant he could tell me if I was kissing good. Just like you could if you kissed me. You fucked my butt once and you let me suck you sometimes, and you showed me how to jerk off, but you won’t teach me how to kiss!”
“What’s all the noise about?” Trent asked as he into the kitchen.
“Scott caught me and Jackson kissing and got all bent out of shape. And I asked for Jackson to kiss me , so he’s got nothing to say.”
“Okay, okay, how about if I say I’m sorry,” Scott said. While Scott was a fierce competitor on the athletic field, he was mild mannered off it; except where Ronnie was concerned. He had come close to losing his cousin to cancer and didn’t want to see anything or anybody hurt him. “And I’m sorry I thought you were trying to force Ronnie to do something.”
“It’s cool,” Jackson said. “I used to be that way with Trent until he told me he could take care of himself. I told him I was okay with that as long as he let me know when he needed help. I think he’s doing okay. I mean he’s a pretty tough bugger.”
“Ronnie can be one too, right cuz?”
“I dunno, I don’t like to fight people. But nobody picks on me…except for my big cousin, that is,” Ronnie smirked.
That brought a round of laughter which attracted Mac into the kitchen. “Hey guys, I’m getting tired of sitting outside by myself and jerking off. How about getting your lunch so we can all finish eating,” he groused. That got everybody moving and soon the five boys were sitting around the patio table wolfing down their lunches and chomping on the oatmeal raisin cookies they took out of the cookie jar.
After they finished grubbing out, Scott, Mac, and Trent cleared the dishes from the patio and Ronnie helped Jackson clean the kitchen. “I need to jerk off,” Ronnie said as Jackson closed the door of the dishwasher.
“Kiddo, what you need to do is learn self-control,” Jackson said.
“But you jerk off. I know because everybody says all teenagers do it. And I jerk off. And we’re all naked, and I’ve got a boner even if you don’t. So, what’s the big deal?”
“The big deal is that first there’s a time and place for everything. And second, you just don’t say something like that to somebody you pretty much just met. I bet Scott says the same thing to you that I’m saying. I know I’ve had to do it with Trent.
“Trust me, Ronnie, I know how you feel. I felt the same way when I hit puberty and I’d want to jerk off with my friends in the worst way. And yeah, some became jerk off buddies. But that can’t be you and me because we’ve got a big age difference. Does that make sense?”
“Yeah, it does,” Ronnie said sadly. “I mean, really it does. But, I guess we all gotta learn.”
“You’re a good kid Ronnie. Now, let’s go back to the patio. Who knows what might happen with the other guys.”
The rest of the afternoon was spent skinny dipping, basking in the sun, and wrestling in the pool. While there was some fondling, stroking, and grab ass, the afternoon ended up not being sexual.
Oddly, they were okay with the outcome. Being naked together for the afternoon and enjoying the pool was good enough for them. Trent reported an hour or so into the fun that Brittany wanted to get laid before school started. Brittany was the only girl Trent had fucked, a fact known by Jackson and Mac but not Scott or Ronnie. It had only happened once, but the way he told the story made him sound like a master stud.
As the afternoon fun started coming to a close, Ronnie said he wanted to be fucked by Trent to the group. “Scott’s done me—ONCE,” Ronnie told Jackson, “But I want to do it with somebody who’s not my cousin. I figure if Trent’s fucked a girl, he’s gotta know what he’s doing. Oh, I want to be the top sometime, too.”
Trent, who thought Ronnie was mega-cute, said they needed to see what could be worked out before Ronnie had to return home. Trent was more excited about coupling with Ronnie than with Brittany.
Around four o’clock Jackson brought out five towels. They dried off and dressed. Martha Hallion, Trent and Jackson’s mother, arrived at twenty after. She greeted Scott, whom she knew from baseball, and was introduced to Ronnie by Trent. Jackson then drove Scott and Ronnie home to Scott’s house.
Mac was going to spend the night. It was his turn to top Trent and he was planning to take advantage of that before they snuggled up and slept in Trent’s bed.
Jackson was certain that his only sexual relief was going to be his right hand and he was normally pretty much okay being left out when Mac and Trent had sex on a night the ‘rents were home. But he found himself to be extra horny. Between Trish Brown leaving him hanging and Ronnie Keller, a twelve-year-old boy, by getting him all worked up, Jackson was at a peak of horniness, and he casually mentioned that to his brother.
The result was Mac and Trent inviting Jackson to sneak over to Trent’s room once the ‘rents were in bed. Jackson couldn’t have asked for a better way to get off, although doing it with Trish or Ronnie would have been okay. The result was Trent getting plugged in both orifices with him sucking his brother as he was being fucked by his best friend. Jackson came first, filling Trent’s mouth with his hot, thick cum. Seconds later Trent squirted on the cum rag he had set underneath himself. Two minutes later Mac filled Trent’s ass. Everyone was happy with the outcome.
At Scott’s house, Scott and Ronnie clambered naked onto Scott’s bed as soon as Jackson had dropped them off. Scott’s parents wouldn’t be home for about an hour, which gave the cousins plenty of time to have a lively sixty-nine. Ronnie was hoping for a fuck, but oral sex was a good substitute, especially since Ronnie thought Scott’s cum was very tasty; not that he had much to compare it to. Plus, it felt really good to be sucked to an orgasm.
That night Ronnie fell asleep in his bed in the guest room with thoughts of Trent fucking him hard and deep, just like he read in the Nifty stories. He was wondering if that would really happen as he dropped off to sleep.
<Muddy>
Muddy was very excited about the big family gathering at his uncle’s new farm outside of Pine Lake. The reason the main reason for the party was to celebrate his fourteenth birthday which was on Tuesday. The family would party all weekend, but Muddy would be home on Tuesday. He had invited a couple of his friends for an evening barbeque with cake and ice cream.
During the weekend, however, he could have sex with anybody in the family and could drink all the alcohol he wanted. He decided he would skip the alcohol. While he and Aiden were not really friends, let alone close friends, he had a great deal of respect for his teammate. He’d listened to Aiden talk about the harm alcohol does when the topic came up and liked how Aiden and his friends didn’t drink. Muddy’s friends did drink; they loved to drink, in fact. What he noticed was the more they drank the stupider they became and he decided he didn’t want to be that stupid.
His parents didn’t understand his sudden aversion to alcohol. Alcohol was a big part of the Babik family culture. However, they respected his wishes and didn’t push him into doing something he didn’t want to do. As his father told his mother, “I think he’ll be back to working on being a man.”
Incest was another part of the family culture and was common in the village the family had moved from when they came to the United States. There were three Babik families at the party. They had immigrated to the United State at separate times over a four-year period. Muddy had had intercourse at some time with both of his brothers who were eighteen and fifteen and with his sister who was seventeen. He had three cousins from one of the families and four from the other. He’d had sex with all seven.
Needless to say, sex was a big part of the family parties. But while the parties were often one big incest orgy, there was no sexual contact between adults and children, even when the alcohol flowed freely. There were limits that were strictly adhered to.
But of all his siblings and cousins, his favorite one to have sex with was his eleven-year-old cousin Albert. Muddy had first fucked him two years ago. It was Muddy’s twelfth birthday party and Albert was nine. Albert returned the favor when he turned ten a couple of months later.
When Albert saw Muddy’s big cock this time, he knew he didn’t want it up his ass, but he really wanted to play with it. As a result, their fun was a roll in the grass behind the barn. The cousins wrestled while Muddy shot gobs of cum over Albert’s torso as well as his face. Albert followed with a dry cum.
“Thanks for the fun, Albert,” Muddy grinned. “Muddy likes sex with girls way more than with boys, but this was some of the best I’ve had in a long time, and we didn’t even suck or fuck.” Muddy often referred to himself in the third person.
“That’s because I’m a really sexy boy. Everybody says so. And I like boys better than girls because girls don’t have big dickies like you do. Someday, when I’m bigger I want you to fuck me again.”
“I’d be happy to.”
“How come you’re not getting drunk like all the rest of our cousins? I mean, this is your birthday.”
“Because Muddy’s trying not to get drunk as much. I have a friend who thinks I can have as much or more fun not getting drunk as when I do get drunk. How come you’re not drinking booze?”
“Because they won’t give me none until I’m twelve.”
“I can get some for you.”
“Nah, I think I’ll follow your lead, but thanks for thinking of me.”
Muddy thought of his little cousin the rest of the day. He even got into a kissing session with Albert later and they jerked each other off. Albert enjoyed eating Muddy’s cum. For his part, Muddy was wondering if he was getting a crush on the eleven-year-old. And if he was, it was more than cool, even if he wasn’t a girl. He was still sexy, just like everybody said.
<Gordy and Kalie>
Gordy and Kalie lay naked on the big, flat rock on the shore of the creek that flowed through the Carter farm. The two teens had just enjoyed a round of passionate sex that was as good as any they’d had since they’d become intimate.
Gordy reached for his shorts and pulled his phone out of his right side pocket. Sex was sex, girlfriends were girlfriends, and phones were phones, meaning that as far as a teenager was concerned, checking that phone was vital in every conceivable situation. Kalie followed her boyfriend’s lead and grabbed her phone as well.
Before checking their precious phones, the two lovers had to give each another a look, however. They were athletes, and their thirteen-year-old bodies were smooth, muscular, and well-toned, as well as well-tanned. Gordy finally shifted his attention to his phone and read his texts. One of the texts struck him full force.
“Wow, check this out, Kalie. I got a link from Nolan. He told me he was at something that’s called the OUTFest and for me to check the link and watch the video. Take a look at it with me.”
Kalie leaned against Gordy and watched as Aiden was called up on stage to receive The Young Heroes Award. “What’s he getting that for?” Kalie asked. “They don’t even know him there.”
“Listen and we’ll find out.”
The emcee listed the reasons Aiden Miller was being honored with the prestigious award. “OUTFest is about more than film making. It is also about advocacy and awareness. A few years ago, we launched a new award called the ‘Young Heroes Award.’ It recognizes young members of the LGBTQIA+ community who are making a difference in their local communities across our great nation. This year’s recipient of our Young Heroes Award and the $25,000 scholarship is a young man who, through his selflessness and actions, has become a leader in the classroom and on the sports field. He stands up for what’s right, he fights for the underdog, he is proudly out and is a staunch advocate for equality for all, and he’s accomplished all of this before his 13th birthday.
“I must say,” the man continued, “the committee was quite impressed with the nomination letters we received. Please join me in congratulating this year’s Young Heroes award recipient, Aiden Miller.”
“Aiden looks, like, really shocked!” Kalie observed.
“I would be too, if that happened to me,” Gordy said. “I mean it all just came out of thin air. But, let me tell you, it couldn’t happen to a better guy. I’m not saying this because he’s my best friend…,” he looked into Kalie’s face and continued, “my best guy friend that is.”
Mason then took the stage. “Mason’s singing a song he wrote for Aiden,” Gordy said. “This is so awesome.”
Gordy and Kalie looked on, enthralled by what they saw on their small screens. When Mason finished completely blowing away the audience, Gordy could only shake his head at what he had seen. As far as he could tell, Mason had become a star.
Gordy sent the link to his Yard Goats group. He knew when his friends, who were also Aiden’s friends, saw this, they would be totally blown away. He couldn’t wait to hear from them.
<Hazen Apartment>
Lenny and Lance were awakened from their deep slumber when their sister Brenda stormed naked into their bedroom. “You lazy slobs need to get out of bed. It’s wrong that you always try to sleep in,” she screeched. “And you can’t go tattling on me to mom ‘cuz she’s already left for work.”
Lenny looked at the clock on the dresser; it read 7:45. Getting up before nine was bad enough, but getting up before eight was something that they learned in Social Studies was called “cruel and unusual punishment.” But The Brat could be cruel at times, and she certainly was unusual, so they weren’t surprised. Pissed off? Yes. Surprised? No.
“And you slept naked with each other in the same bed again and that’s gotta be prevented or something,” Brenda the Brat went on.
“The word is perverted, and it’s not perverted for us because we’re twin brothers, so there,” Lenny said.
“Whatever the word is, but no matter what, it’s weird.”
“You want weird? I’ll show you something weird.” Lenny pulled back the covers and hopped out of bed, displaying four and a quarter inches worth of morning wood.
“What’s weird about that? I’ve seen you guys with boners before.”
“Yeah, but what’s weird is I’ve still got morning wood with my naked sister standing in my bedroom being a pain in the ass.”
“Why do I have to have two twin brothers?” Brenda asked nobody in particular. “One of you is bad enough.”
“Because it’s impossible to have three twin brothers. And you know what they say—double your pleasure,” Lance grinned as he stood naked next to his brother. His morning wood had softened to a semi.
“I’m glad I don’t know any other twins.”
Lenny and Lance looked at each other and communicated perfectly in their silent twin language. Lance then took over and said, “If she thinks we’re weird and crazy, she should meet the Kendall twins,” he laughed. Lenny joined him in the laughter and Brenda stomped out of the room in frustration.
“Too bad her meeting the Kendall twins won’t ever happen,” Lance said.
“Well, you never know,” Lenny said. “But she’d have to wait in line behind you and me if she ever wanted to mess with them. Besides, I don’t know if Conner and Cooper are into girls.”
“I dunno, I got a feeling those dudes are into anybody they can have sex with.”
“I ain’t going to argue with you bro. And as long as we’re up, we might as well have breakfast.”
“As long as I can suck something sweet out of you, first,” Lance said. “Your morning wood must be powerful when even the brat being bratty can’t make it go down.”
On that note, the twins flopped on the bed and worked their way into sixty-nine position, with them on their sides. Lance’s cock was boned up again before Lenny could get it into his mouth. They didn’t last five minutes as they shot their immature, watery cum into their brother’s mouth.
“That makes the start of the day much better,” Lenny said as they rose from the bed and headed for the bathroom to pee and then to the kitchen to eat.
“I know what you guys just did,” Brenda said as her brothers wandered into the kitchen.
“We took a pee. How did you figure that out, from the toilet flushing?”
“One of these days I’m gonna tell mom what you guys do together.”
Lenny looked at Lance, who nodded. “And that will be the same day me and Lance tell her that you’ve been fucking with Emmett. And don’t forget that.”
For the second time that morning, Brenda stomped out of a room.
<That afternoon>
There was a lot of excitement among the Goat players when they opened the group text Gordy had sent out. Aiden, who was looked up to by his teammates, had become an instant hero, as befitted the awarding of the Young Heroes Award.
Texts were being fired back and forth as the Mayfield boys speculated on what they should say and do when Aiden returned home, which would be Tuesday. The only thing everybody could agree on was that Trent and Scott, who had been the Goats’ team captains, should take care of Aiden’s welcome.
Lance and Lenny had been at the town center park shooting baskets with Riley and Grant when Grant’s phone buzzed like crazy. The phone was sitting on a bench near the basket along with what everyone had cleared out of their pockets before they took over the half court. They were pleased to have one of the six half courts to themselves.
“Oops, sorry, I forgot to turn the sucker off,” Grant said. He looked at his screen and saw it was a group text from Gordy. “Whoa, Gordy sent a text to his Goats group, so we all should have it. Well, Lance and Lenny will be sharing it, but you get the idea.”
After reading it, they agreed that if Aiden got some kind of an award for being a gay hero, then maybe they should head over to Grant’s house and do something gay. His house was close and would be empty until after five. The four of them were soon in Grant’s house, naked, and crowded onto Grant’s bed.
They figured they couldn’t get any gayer than fucking, so that’s what they did. Grant topped his boyfriend, Lance, Lenny topped his boyfriend, Riley, and everybody was well satisfied.
They shared some kisses, gropes, licks, caresses, leading to orgasms from Riley and Lance before their time ran out. They quickly dressed and were in shorts and t-shirts minutes before Grant’s mother arrived home from work.
<Clark Pass>
Calvin and his sister agreed that they were too old to have any sex with each other or to sleep together anymore. They knew from the experience of a couple of their peers about an incestuous pregnancy and they were afraid they might be heading in that same direction. While the two were horny teens, they were very bright horny teens and didn’t want to end up with a problem they didn’t want.
“That means, no matter how horny we are, no matter how bad one of us wants to do it, if you say the code word it stops no matter what,” Calvin said. The code word was strikeout.
One thing they agreed would help make their task easier was they would no longer sleep together. That was almost tougher on them than giving up messing around with each other. The security of their cuddling in bed meant more than messing around with each other.
For Calvin it was his old jerkoff buddies Donnie and Todd. Once he showed them what he had learned while playing for the Goats, namely oral sex, his two friends were hooked.
But that evening, Calvin’s mind wasn’t on sex, it was on Aiden, Mason, and the Yard Goats. As soon as he received Gordy’s group text and the follow ups, he knew he had to find a way to be in Mayfield for Aiden’s homecoming on Tuesday. Before the evening was over, he had received six responses from his Goat teammates offering parental help. He was reminded yet again what it had meant to be a Goat. And when his mother offered to drive him to Mayfield for the welcoming, he knew he was set.
One thing Gordy had done before sending his text was bypass Aiden, which the protocols of the program allowed him to do. That put Aiden completely out of the loop. He debated on what to do with Mason and Nolan and decided to keep them involved. He sent each a separate text asking him to keep the upcoming plans a secret from Aiden. Mason texted that he didn’t think he would be back in Mayfield by Tuesday.
As for planning a gathering, Scott and Trent talked to Trent’s mother, who had been the master planner for the Goats. She and the boys worked to come up with a plan for a Goat gathering.
Life was looking good for the Mayfield middle school boys who were involved in sports and the Goats in particular. Almost all of them were proud of Aiden and Mason.
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