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CHAPTER 51
THE BUDDING TEEN-1
THURSDAY, AUGUST 27
<Aiden’s House>
8:45 am
Aiden and Nolan were out of bed, showered, and enjoying breakfast by 8:45. Phil was at work in Centralia, but Larry didn’t have to be back to school until next Tuesday. Breakfast was Raisin Bran, toast, and a bowl of sliced cantaloupe and honey dew melon. Aiden and Nolan were fully dressed. Aiden was wearing blue shorts and a Marty Carlson t-shirt and Nolan had a pair of gym shorts and a Mayfield Middle School Titans t-shirt on.
Aiden was surprised by Nolan’s t-shirt. “How did you get a Mayfield shirt when school hasn’t started yet?”
“My mom knew who to ask for what when we lived in Meadow Park and she’s quickly learning the same stuff here in Mayfield,” Nolan answered. “She has a way of doing things like that. Anyway, it was waiting for me at the school when I went with mom to enroll.”
“How come you didn’t tell me?”
“I thought I’d surprise you,” Nolan grinned.
“Well, you certainly succeeded.”
After breakfast the boys cleaned the kitchen and then turned on the TV in the rec room to check on Wednesday’s baseball scores and highlights. According to a text from Michael, Alejandro’s jet carrying the East Harbor contingent coming for Aiden’s birthday had taken off from East Harbor at 8:15 and would be arriving in Centralia around 11:30. There would be a rental minivan waiting for them at the Centralia airport, which Jacob would be driving. The East Harbor boys coming to the party were Michael, Alex, Jaden, Connor and Cooper, and Alejandro. They expected to arrive in Mayfield sometime between 12:30 and 1:00. The boys would be coming to Aiden’s house for a pizza lunch.
Nolan, Mason, Gordy, Trent, Lenny and Lance, Grant, and Miles, would be the Mayfield boys helping Aiden welcome the East Harbor boys. Gordy’s mother would be helping Larry dole out the food and drinks. All of the boys had packed their soccer gear since practice would be at 4:00.
Gordy arrived with his mother, Flo, at 11:00. Flo asked Larry what she could do to start getting things ready for the incoming boys. He told her that he and the boys would be getting to work setting up folding tables on the pool patio.
“It would be great if you could get the paper plates and plastic cups, ready to be set on the tables. I figure we’ll use regular silverware for those who want to use more than their hands for eating their pizza.” This wasn’t the first time Flo had volunteered to help at one of Aiden’s parties, so Larry didn’t have to show her where everything was.
All of the boys Aiden had invited to the welcome party arrived by 11:20. Since they all had played for the Yard Goats, they had met all of the East Harbor boys except Alejandro when the team played in the Base Brawl.
Because of his singing with At the Majestic, Mason knew the East Harbor boys very well and considered them to be friends. Alejandro, on the other hand, was an enigma to the boys other than Mason, Aiden and Nolan. But Alejandro was Mason’s boyfriend which made him more than a mere friend, even if they all hadn't met him yet. Mason considered Michael to be more than a mere friend, as well. Mason saw him as a BFF.
The boys who were the most excited, however, were Lenny and Lance. They were so eager to see the Kendall twins they couldn’t stand or sit still.
“Are twins like some kind of secret society or something? Lenny and Lance are acting like they’re waiting for visiting royalty,” Aiden said.
“Twins aren’t all that common, so yeah, I think there’s a special bond that’s formed between Lenny and Lance and the Kendalls,” Nolan said.
“You can tell school is starting soon since the weather is so awesome.” Mason was referring to the sunny day that was supposed to top out in the low 80’s. “Those California dudes think they’ve got the best weather, but I think our weather kicks their asses.”
“We had awesome weather at the BaseBrawl,” Aiden pointed out.
“No doubt we did, but our weather here in good ol’ Mayfield is awesomer.”
“I can’t argue with that.”
A little before 12:30, Aiden took his seat at the front window so he could watch the East Harbor crew come into view on Lakeshore Road. The other boys all knew what Aiden’s habit was and that it went back to Aiden waiting to meet his new guardians, Phil and Larry, when he was eight.
At 12:42 a black SUV came into view. Michael had texted Aiden that their rental van was a black GMC Yukon. From the timing, the size, and the color, Aiden quickly ascertained that this was the East Harbor gang.
“That’s them!” Aiden called out just before the van’s right turn signal started blinking. Everybody dashed for the front door as the Yukon turned into the Miller’s driveway.
As soon as the SUV stopped and the engine was shut down the East Harbor boys clambered out of the van and were met by hugs and kisses and pats on the back by the Mayfield boys. It was a chaotic scene that was filled with love and friendship.
All of the Mayfield boys coming to the welcoming party played for the Mayfield Kickers 13-and-under soccer team. They had practice scheduled at four o’clock.
The Mayfield boys learned that Mason and Alejandro hadn’t been able to be together for a few days and this was the first time that they had to deal with separation as well as the first time they felt the thrill of a reunion.
The boys were soon sitting together at the tables on the pool patio waiting for The Bear pizza van to arrive. As boys chatted, laughed, hooted, and hollered, Larry, Phil, Flo, and Jacob stood upstairs on the deck watching the fifteen tweens and young teens.
“I sometimes wonder if the Miller household and friends are what keeps Bear Pizza thriving,” Larry observed.
“It is quite an operation for a small-town pizza parlor,” Flo said.
“I know that they get a lot of Kentburg business,” Phil said.
“And deservedly so. I think they are better than that chain pizza restaurant in Kentburg.”
“I’ve heard that they even get occasional pizza orders from Clark Pass, which is a long way to carry pizzas,” Larry said.
“This is way different from where we live,” Jacob said. “There seems to be a pizza joint every couple of blocks in the business district. Our problem is not having enough of them; rather it’s having too many of them.”
Jacob suddenly came alert when he heard a vehicle turn into the driveway. Phil noticed the change. “That’s probably the pizza van.”
“My job is to make sure that’s what it is,” Jacob said over his shoulder as he hustled into the pizza waiting room and into the living room. He looked out of the window that faced the driveway and saw the van with the big bear on the side under the “Bear Pizza” sign. He nodded with satisfaction as he saw Malcolm Kingman, the driver, take half a dozen boxes of pizza out of the back.
“The three boxes inside the door are also yours,” Malcolm said.
“We only ordered six,” Larry said.
“Those three are from Andy and are on the house.” Andy was Andy Perkins, the owner of The Bear. “He says you guys are among his best customers, and I know you’re among my favorites.” Not only did the Bear get this order from Larry and Phil, but they had received an order a couple of days before for a figurative ton of pizza for Aiden’s upcoming birthday parties on Saturday and Sunday.
Malcolm was a senior at Mayfield High School and had taken geometry from Larry as a junior. He would be having Larry for Algebra 3 the first quarter. Malcolm was an honor roll student and one of Larry’s favorites. It didn’t hurt that he was one hell of a baseball player and one of the best-looking boys in the senior class, causing many girls to get wet daydreaming about him.
Larry escorted Malcolm through the front door and to the kitchen, where the boxes were laid out on the counter and on the kitchen table. Phil and Flo started opening the boxes while Larry paid Malcolm for the pizzas. He then followed Malcolm back to the van, grabbed the three extra boxes, thanked him and paid a generous tip.
Jeffrey and Sammy Bednarzyk rode up on their bikes right after the pizza van pulled out of the driveway. They were going to watch over the hijinks in the pool and perv on the boys while they were at it. Jeffrey was nineteen and Sammy was sixteen.
It didn’t take long for the boys to attack the pizzas. Even though there were fifteen of them along with three adults and two teens there was plenty of pizza to go around. There were sodas in the basement refrigerator for washing down the pizza.
The chat was about baseball, soccer, girls, boys, swimming, the upcoming school year, and whatever else came into their individual minds. Swimming was a topic everyone was interested in.
Cooper got out of his seat and dropped to his belly next to the pool. “When do we get to swim in the pool?” Connor asked as Cooper dipped his right hand into the water.
“We could go in now, the water’s perfect,” Cooper said before Aiden could answer Connor’s question.
“You will have to wait until tomorrow to hit the pool,” Aiden answered. “Today was just a pizza feed and all of us Mayfield boys have to be at practice by quarter to four.”
“What time is that?” Connor asked.
Aiden was about to answer when he saw Cooper stand up and open his shorts, letting them drop to the patio. He was wearing baby blue briefs with white trim. “It’s drop the shorts time to get ready for naked swimming,” Cooper said as he yanked down his briefs, showing off his soft cocklet and smooth pubic area. Before anybody could squawk, he quickly pulled his briefs and shorts back up. “I think I’m ready.”
“But I still don’t know when quarter to four is,” Connor said.
“Even I know it’s three-forty-five,” Lance said.
“Yeah, don’t they teach you anything in those California schools?” Lenny asked. “And by the way, I like how you do things, Cooper. You totally showed us how ready you are.”
“How did you know I was Cooper, Lenny?”
“I knew because you’re a fellow twin, plus I figured I had one chance in two of getting it right. And how did you know I was Lenny?”
“Because I heard Lance call you Lenny while we were eating, which gave me a one hundred percent chance of getting it right,” Cooper grinned.
“Damn, bro, he took you to the hoop,” Lance said.
“I think you, me, and those California twins are gonna have a great time the next couple of days, bro,” Lenny said.
“By the way guys, Mason knows how you can tell the difference between Cooper and Connor one hundred percent of the time,” Michael said.
“Oh, tell us.”
“It will have to wait until the naked swim party for me to tell you,” Mason teased.
“Whatever.”
“Connor and I will tell you tonight,” Cooper told Lenny.
“Sounds like a plan.”
Aiden then asked for everybody’s attention and went through the schedule through Sunday. Larry then told everyone who would be riding with whom to the soccer field at the middle school. “And I know you’re all wondering what you can do while practice is going on.”
“That’s what phones are for,” Jaden said.
“We’ll have some balls and stuff set aside for you, too,” Larry told them.
On that note, the Mayfield boys dashed into the backroom of the basement to get into their practice gear. Mason held back a moment.
“Have fun kicking the soccer ball around,” Mason told Alejandro.
“I wasn’t thinking of doing that since I’m not that good at controlling the ball and all that kind of stuff. I never seem to have time to practice,” Alejandro said.
“Well, you’ve got the time now. It’s like with music, you only get better if you practice and work hard at it. And since you’re my boyfriend and I know how hard you, like, work at stuff. So, see, here’s a chance for you to get some kicking practice in. I bet the twins would love showing you what they know. Now, I gotta go change.” Mason planted a quick kiss on his boyfriend’s lips, not caring who was watching, and took off for the locker room.
Aiden had brought his gear downstairs so he could change with his teammates. Everyone changed their t-shirts to practice shirts and their shorts to soccer shorts. They’d change their shoes when they got to the field.
Out on the field Connor and Cooper, who had intentionally overheard what Mason said to Alejandro, walked up to the older boy and asked him if he wanted to kick one of the soccer balls with them. “We’re really good at soccer, so you can learn from us,” Connor said.
“Well, let’s not talk about it then, let’s do it,” Alejandro grinned.
The three passed the ball to each other. Even though he was unaware that the twins were holding back some, Alejandro was impressed by the skills of the twins. Alejandro was much better at manipulating the ball than the twins had expected. Between them, they had a lot of fun.
Michael, Alex, and Jaden watched the three for a few minutes and then decided to see where they’d end up if they went into the school gym through the door the soccer players had taken. They found themselves in the locker room where the Mayfield boys were changing. The East Harbor boys watched them, hoping they could see their hosts in their underwear, even if it was for less than a minute.
“Hey guys, our visitors are perving on us,” Miles said.
“Awesome! I’ll give them something to look at!” Mason called out as he pulled down the front of his soccer shorts, showing off his wares. Mason noted that Alejandro and the twins hadn’t come into the locker room. He was certain they were outside kicking a soccer ball around and felt a rush of pleasure knowing Alejandro was working at his skills.
“We’d better hurry to get dressed before coach comes in to yell at us for being too slow,” Gordy said.
“Gordy, you’re always the spoil sport,” Mason said as he snapped his shorts and undies back into place seconds before Coach Paxton came into the locker room. As predicted, he told the team to speed up the changing process. He also calmly asked the East Harbor boys if they could head back outside and let the team finish getting prepared for practice.
Mason was not disappointed. Alejandro was practicing kicks, passes, stops, and changes of direction with the Kendall twins. Mason could see that Alejandro needed some coaching and more practice, but he was better than he expected.
Michael, who was a soccer star, watched Alejandro and the twins for a few minutes after leaving the locker room. He could see that Connor and Cooper were talented and skilled players and that Alejandro showed talent as well. Michael could see that with some coaching and work, Alejandro could be a top-notch soccer player.
Alejandro and the twins stopped their little practice when the Kickers came charging out of the locker room. It was time for the main event.
The East Harbor boys enjoyed sitting in the bleachers watching the Mayfield Kickers practice. The Kendall twins gave the Hazen twins the bulk of their attention. They were convinced that Lenny and Lance were the sexiest twins on the west coast (after themselves, of course) and were a close second in soccer skills.
Michael’s attention was focused on Aiden, Mason, and Nolan. Alejandro had eyes only for Mason, although he couldn’t help but glance at some of the other half-clad soccer players. Alex thought Aiden was the sexiest looking boy on the soccer pitch, although he gave his former boyfriend Grant a lot of looking, too. But, as far as he was concerned, Jaden was without a doubt the sexiest boy in the park. Jaden’s eyes, however, were on Nolan, who he thought was a total stud. Alex wondered if his relationship with Jaden would ever develop into something more than just being best friends.
When they weren’t concentrating on the boys practicing on the pitch, the East Harbor contingent was speculating on what each boy, including the ones who wouldn’t be going, would look like naked at the skinny-dipping party on Sunday.
The practice ended a few minutes after five. Coach Paxton thanked the team for a good practice, reminded them that practice the next week would be Monday and Wednesday and that the team’s first game would be on Saturday.
The East Harbor boys met Aiden’s group at the prearranged spot in the parking lot. The parents who were taking in the East Harbor boys for the next few days were parked there along with Jacob and Larry who were there to meet the group.
Jacob would be driving Miles, Alejandro, and Mason to Miles’ house, in the rental SUV. Miles’ mother had baked macaroni and cheese with hamburger for dinner for the three boys plus Miles’ brother John. The boys squeezed into the seats around the dining room table. Jacob would be eating with Rita and Carlos Gomez in the kitchen.
As much as he didn’t like letting the other boys out of his sight, Jacob knew that his job was to guard Alejandro. He had booked a room at the Mayfield Inn, but he knew he would be spending more time sitting in front of Mason’s house in the SUV than in his hotel room.
Grant, Alex, and Jaden were picked up by Grant’s father, Darren. The three sat in the back seat with Alex in the middle. Jaden and Alex had become friends and Grant was Alex’s ex-boyfriend. They had split up on bad terms, but time and sincere amends by both helped heal the wounds. Jaden and Grant were cousins.
Michael, Aiden, and both pairs of twins would be riding with Larry to the Hazen twins’ apartment where he would drop them off. Michael was going to be Aiden’s guest and would be staying in the guest room—at least that was the plan. Nolan would be spending the next two nights in Seattle with his father. He would be back for Aiden’s party on Saturday.
Gordy was picked up by his parents. They went to the Mayfield Café for dinner.
<Grant, Alex, Jaden>
Grant’s mother had a pot of beef stew simmering when the boys arrived. “We’re gonna change out of our sweaty practice gear before we eat,” Grant told his mother, Carla.
“Will you be taking showers?” Carla asked.
Grant looked at Alex and Jaden, who shook their heads and rubbed their bellies. “Nah, we’re all hungry. We’ll slap some deodorant on and be down as quick as we can.”
Quick meant seven minutes. The boys entered the kitchen wearing t-shirts and sweats and carrying teen appetites.
After dinner the evening was spent with Alex and Jaden catching up on Grant’s life and Grant catching up on what Alex and Jaden had been doing. Even though they’d often traded texts back and forth, there was nothing like talking face-to-face and getting the details, especially the sexual ones. They played some video games before heading to bed around nine-thirty. Even though Grant and Alex showered together and Jaden and Alex slept together in the guest room, the boys were tired. There would be no sexual escapades that night.
After eating dinner at Mile’s house, Alejandro called Jacob to pick them up and drive them to Mason’s house. Even though Mason’s house was less than a mile away, Jacob had insisted that they ride with him to Mason’s house. Even in the small town of Mayfield, Jacob’s security intuitions were always at work.
After they were dropped off at Mason’s house, they greeted Mason’s mother and then sat on the couch holding hands, munching oatmeal raisin cookies, and watching a video of Mason’s recent performance with At the Majestic. With the help of Larry and Phil, Madeline had gained a great deal of tolerance for her son being gay and having a boyfriend. His blossoming success as a musician was also a factor in her being willing to open her mind.
While she was okay with the boys holding hands and even exchanging a kiss or two on the couch, she still wasn’t ready to allow them to sleep together. There was no room for both of them to sleep on the couch and she felt they would become much too intimate sleeping together in Mason’s twin bed. While Larry had told her that her son was probably sexually intimate with Alejandro and probably a few other boys as well and it was a behavior she would have to live with or risk losing her relationship with her sweet little boy. Larry did encourage her to talk about the responsibilities of being in a sexual relationship with someone and the dangers involved. But other than setting the rules for Mason and Alejandro to follow in her house, Madeline hadn’t been able to work up the courage to get into a deep conversation about sex. ‘After all, what do I know about gay sex?’ she kept telling herself. She understood that she needed to work up the courage to talk to her son, but maybe she should have another talk with Larry and Phil first.
“I wish we could find a way to do more than hold hands and kiss,” Mason lamented.
“We will after your mother goes to work tomorrow, mi amor,” Alejandro said. Mason almost melted upon hearing Alejandro’s nickname for him.
“And when we stay over at Aiden’s for the party, I know I’ll be able to sleep with my Sugarboo somewhere,” Mason grinned before giving Alejandro a quick peck on the lips.
Mason got off the couch, walked to the upright piano standing against the inside wall of the living room, and sat on the piano seat and started playing some runs to warm up. Anita Walker, Mason’s piano teacher, had paid for the used piano she saw for sale cheap at a yard sale. The piano was old but in good shape. She hired the Lewis County Moving Company to haul the piano to Mason’s house. She sweet talked her friend Dansby Long into giving the piano a first-class professional tuning at a discount.
Anita was surprised when Larry Sanders and Phil Miller paid a portion of the cost of the piano. “We are impressed by Mason’s musical talents and want him to have every opportunity to develop it,” Larry told her.
But maybe her biggest surprise came when, after returning from his California East Harbor, performances, Mason told his teacher he would pay for all future tuning and needed repairs for the piano from his music earnings.
Needless to say, Madeline was overcome with emotion when she heard her son’s offer. Even though Mason’s music teacher a long with Coach Larry and Coach Phil who had paid for the piano, his mother, Madeline was overcome with emotion when she heard about her son’s offer.
“You don’t have to do this you know,” Madeline told Mason.
“Mom, I’m not doing this because I have to,” he had told her, “I’m doing it because I want to. It’s something I can afford to do and I want to do it because I love you and am grateful for having an amazing teacher, amazing friends, and, especially, an amazing mother.”
Alejandro knew that Mason had a piano and that his piano teacher and his baseball coaches had paid for it. As soon as he had entered Mason’s house for the first time the beautiful instrument had caught his attention. Even now he admired the instrument. When Mason told him that he had volunteered to pay any future expenses accrued by the piano, he was tremendously proud of his boyfriend. It was one more way that Mason told Alejandro that he had made the right choice in boyfriends.
Mason then asked Alejandro if he wanted to hear what he would be playing in his recital on September 13. “Mrs. Walker and I came up with what I’ll play for the recital.”
“So, she told you what you’re going to play?”
“No, we looked at some stuff that we both liked and that she was sure I could play and I picked from that list. There will be six of her students playing, including me. We each get to play one long piece, and we can have a really short one to play in case the audience wants an encore.”
“What will you be playing?”
“Well, the Etude #7 by Chopin will be my short piece. It’s about a minute and a half long and I only get to play it if everybody gives me a lot of applause. Then it becomes my encore. My long piece will be the Mozart Sonata #10 for piano. I like that piece a lot. Mozart rocks.”
“I don’t know much about either one, but I know more about Mozart than that Chopping dude,” Alejandro said.
“It’s Chopin, not Chopping.“
“I know. I just wanted to see if you did.”
Since Mason’s mom was in her bedroom reading a book, Mason figured he was safe in planting a big kiss on his boyfriend’s lips. “Even when you’re making dorky jokes, I love you more than I can say.”
“Are there going to be a lot of people there?”
“It’s in the Centralia High School auditorium and it seats a lot of people. Mrs. Walker says it’s usually about half full for her recitals. She posts flyers at the schools the kids go to, and yes, I’ve got some flyers to give to Mr. Carter at the school.
“I know he’ll post them on the hall bulletin board outside of the office. He does it for a student or group of students performing music who gives him something to post. Mrs. Biers does the same for stage plays.” Rodney Carter was the head of the music departments at the high school and the middle school and Susan Biers was the head of the English department at both schools.
“Have you noticed that since you became a big star in music you talk a lot more than you ever did before?” Alejandro asked.
“Me? A star who talks too much? Dude, you got me mixed up with somebody else.”
“Whatever you say, because no matter how much you talk you always say something I want to hear, and I love you so much.”
Mason gave Alejandro a long kiss on his lips. “I love you more,” Mason said after he broke the kiss. He turned and faced the piano. “I’m going to play the Shopping first. It’s just a couple of minutes long.”
“I thought it was Chopin, not Shopping.”
“Wouldn’t you rather be shopping for food rather than chopping wood or something?’
“I’d rather be kissing you again.”
“Hang on. Right now, I’m going to play CHOPIN’S Etude number seven. An Etude is supposed to be a short practice piece for beginners, but trust me, this thing is nowhere close to easy. Even the pros have to work hard at it.” Alejandro was standing behind Mason looking over his shoulder. “Now, sit down on the couch and listen, cuz I’m going to need your help with the long piece.”
“Don’t you need your music?” Alejandro asked.
“I’ve got this little thing memorized,” Mason said. “If I hit a wrong key it’s going to be because I didn’t warm up.” Mason hit the wrong key only one time as his hands flew across the keyboard. When he finished a minute and a half later, he heard applause from his mother, who had come out of her bedroom when she heard Mason at the piano, along with applause and cheering from Alejandro.
Madeline and Alejandro were convinced that with his beautiful singing voice, his brilliant piano playing, his talent on the guitar, along with writing a couple of his own songs, Mason was a musical prodigy. But they also understood Mason well enough to know that if they said something like that to him his response would be, “Nah, I’m just Mason. And I can’t wait for our first soccer game next Saturday.”
Mason reached into a box next to the piano and pulled out a scorebook. “Okay, Alejandro, here is where I need your help,” he said. “You’ll need to turn the pages for me since I’ve only played through this a couple of times, and this is way longer than the Etude.” Alejandro didn’t have the musical skills of his East Harbor friends or Mason and couldn’t read music.
Turning the pages for Mason was something he could do without a problem, however, thanks to the system he and Mason had devised. He would sit next to Mason and watch his friend intently. When Mason nodded, it meant it was time to turn the page. While the system had been used in the music world for centuries, Mason felt like he and Alejandro were the ones who devised it.
The score was for Mozart’s Piano Sonata #10. As soon as Alejandro nodded that he was ready, Mason’s talented fingers went into action. While Mason had to refer to the score on occasion, he had most of the sonata committed to memory. Alejandro never ceased to be amazed by the abilities of his boyfriend. He hoped Mayfield would come to appreciate the many talents of the teen in their midst. Even more, he hoped Mason would come to realize that the future that waited for him away from the small town was almost unlimited.
Leslie Hazen heard the onrush of the four boys and prepared herself for them storming the apartment. Lenny was the last of the four to enter. As soon as he was in the living room, he heard Leslie yell, “Don’t slam the door!”
He caught himself just in time to give the door a solid shutting instead of a hammering slam. “Was that okay, mom?” Lenny asked.
“It will suffice,” Leslie replied.
Lenny had heard that word used by his mom enough times that he knew exactly what she meant.
The twins set their bags on the floor.
“Hi, Mrs. Hazen,” Cooper said.
“Yeah, hi, Mrs. Hazen,” Connor echoed.
“Hi boys, and welcome,” Leslie responded. “You’re going to have to tell me who is who.”
The Kendall twins weren’t dressed identically, which made that task an easy one, at least for the moment. “I’m Cooper, and I’m the one with the red shirt on,” Cooper said. Connor and Cooper had been known to switch identities on occasion, but they both knew that this wasn’t the time to do that.
“He’s the one with the red shirt on for now, but that’s gonna change tomorrow because our mom says it’s a good idea to wear fresh clothes every day,” Connor said.
Cooper: “But, we’ll tell you who is wearing what…
Connor: …and we promise not to cheat.”
“That would be appreciated, boys.”
Brenda suddenly appeared at the kitchen entrance. “Are you guys going to introduce me?” she asked sternly as she placed her hands on her hips.
Lenny answered the question. “Hey, guys, that’s our sister Brenda, also known as the…”
“Lenny, don’t you DARE!” Leslie said sternly as she glared at the older twin.
“Mom, I was going to say she is also known as the twins’ sister,” Lenny improvised.
Leslie placed her hands on her hips and belted out a “Harumph” that said, “I don’t believe you for a second.” Lenny noted that his sister and his mother were in almost identical poses.
“Anyway, the dude in the red shirt is Cooper and the one in the blue shirt is Connor. And since I know you’re gonna ask, Connor is the oldest, just like I am, even if mom keeps saying that I’m really the older twin.”
“She says that because calling Lenny the older twin is how we’re supposed to say it in school,” Lance said. “But since we’re not in school, Lenny is the oldest Hazen twin, and Connor is the oldest Kendall twin.”
“But Cooper is the cooler Kendall twin,” Cooper said.
“Except on the days when Connor is the coolest one,” Connor said.
“Well, there are no days when my brothers are the cooler, or coolest, or whatever twin because they aren’t cool since they like being mean to me,” Brenda said.
“When’s the last time we were mean to you?” Lenny asked.
“When you were going to call me what you were going to call me before mom yelled at you.”
“Children, we have company, so how about showing them you know how to behave,” Leslie admonished.
“Sorry, mom, we got excited about having another set of twins in the house. Lance and I will do our best to behave—we promise, right Lance?” Lenny said.
“Totally right, big brother,” Lance said.
“Don’t believe them, they always…,” Brenda started before she saw her mother’s glare being focused directly on her. “Never mind.” She turned around and stomped off to her room.
Leslie shook her head and then turned to address the twins. “I assume you boys are hungry.”
“Yes, Mrs. Hazen, we are very hungry. Thank you for asking,” Connor said in the politest voice he could muster. He was certain his mother would be proud of him if she was watching him.
Lenny looked at Connor like he’d lost his mind and then said, “I think what Connor is trying to say is that we’re starving.”
‘Ahh, yes, four perpetually hungry boys will be here off and on for parts of six days. I will have to get used to the adolescent appetite,’ Leslie thought.
“Well, you’ll be able to fill those bottomless pits you call stomachs in about twenty minutes. Hamburgers, fries, and carrots will be your dinner tonight.” Leslie figured the carrots along with the lettuce on the burgers would satisfy the vegetable quota for the day. “How about you boys set the table while I finish up dinner.”
“Will do,” Lance said. “We’ll show the C-twins what to do.”
“Hmm, nothing like a good lesson from the L-twins,” Cooper said.
“Will the B…will Brenda be eating with us?” Lenny asked.
“It’s either that or go hungry,” Leslie said.
The four boys worked smoothly. The Hazens were happy that their mom hadn’t called for Brenda to come out and help set the table. They enjoyed being able to work with their fellow twins without having their bratty sister getting in the way.
Dinner went smoothly. Brenda was on her best behavior and the Kendall twins found themselves actually liking her. Lenny and Lance both felt pangs of jealousy shoot through them as Connor, Cooper, and Brenda shared their likes and dislikes and enjoyed laughs together.
Lenny and Lance both excused themselves as dessert time approached, saying they had to use the bathroom. They went into the bathroom and positioned themselves at the toilet so they could piss together, something they often did.
“What’s this bullshit about the brat being so nice all of a sudden?” Lenny asked.
“I think she likes Connor and Cooper,” Lance said.
“No duh.” Lenny shook his penis, stuck it into his boxer briefs, and zipped up. “It just so happens, they’re our friends, not hers.”
“Yeah, but it looks like they like her, too. So how about we do what Aiden says to do when things don’t go our way—just live with it.”
“Yeah, which isn’t something he does all the time.”
“But, who’s perfect, right?” Lance said as he zipped up.
“Right. So, let’s go back out and live with the brat and her two boyfriends and enjoy dessert.”
Things went well after Lenny and Lance returned to the table and enjoyed their chocolate cake dessert. They got involved in the conversation and enjoyed themselves. Leslie noted the change in manner from her sons after their return from the bathroom. Whatever it was they had agreed on during their potty break had brought a positive adjustment to their manner. She was pleased by the boys’ show of maturity. While being twelve brought many moments of adolescent rebellion, it also produced moments of mature thinking.
After dessert, Leslie told the children she was going to visit her friend Flo and would be back in an hour or so. Lance and Lenny knew that Flo was Gordy’s mother and that she and their mother had become close friends. What they didn’t know was that this visit would be getting some advice on how to handle a quartet of hyper pubescent boys with a girl stuck in the mess.
The children went to the living room. After a search they found a science fiction movie on Netflix they had heard was pretty good and decided to watch it. Cooper and Connor sat on the couch. All four boys opened their shorts to ease the pressure building in their crotches but kept their shorts on.
Lenny and Lance prepared to join them on the couch when Brenda squeezed in between Connor and Cooper. The Hazens were about to squawk before remembering they had decided to go with the flow. They gave each other a sly look. It was twin speak that said, “This just might get interesting.” The Hazens sat in the two remaining overstuffed chairs and watched the movie. But they also snuck looks over to the couch as the distance between Cooper and Connor shrunk and Brenda became tightly squeezed between the two of them much to the pleasure of the three tweens.
This was as close to a girl as Cooper and Connor had ever been. It was a new erotic experience for them, but even though they had no experience as to how to deal with a horny girl sitting between them, they had plenty of secondhand knowledge gleaned from their peers. Cooper made the first move when he reached under her t-shirt and placed his left hand on Brenda’s budding right breast. Connor saw what his twin was doing and followed his lead by doing the same with her left breast. They were surprised but pleased that she was braless.
Brenda moaned with pleasure. The feels that the twins were copping were much more than she had expected. She was expecting Cooper and Connor to behave the same way as her brothers. Instead, she got more—much, much more. She let out a quiet moan of pleasure as the Kendall twins massaged a girl’s tits for the first time. The experience gave both of them hardons.
As they continued massaging her little boobs, Brenda placed a hand on each twin's crotch then slowly eased them under the waistbands of their baby blue briefs. Connor and Cooper cooed with delight. Brenda was eleven, the same age as them. They didn’t know that a girl their age could be so into sex. What they also didn’t know was that Brenda wasn’t a virgin. She’d had sex with her professed boyfriend, Emmett, more than once. Emmett was also a best friend of Lenny and Lance.
Brenda pulled her hands out of the twins’ underwear, initiating a quick protest. “I’ll be right back in,” she smirked as she pulled down her shorts and panties, revealing her hairless crotch. Connor and Cooper squeaked with delight at what they saw and pulled down their briefs revealing their hairless boy bits. They squeaked even louder when Brenda returned her hands to their crotches and started masturbating them. They wondered what they were supposed to do with her cunt.
“Don’t forget that mom can come home any time without warning,” Lenny reminded his sister. He and Lenny had pulled their shorts and white briefs down to their ankles and had started jerking each other off.
“So? We’ll hear her put the key in the door and we didn’t take anything off and we can pull everything up real fast and put a pillow or something over our stuff if we have to. After all we’re just sitting here watching the movie,” Brenda said huffily. “And I’m sitting close to your boyfriends in case I get scared by something in the movie and there’s nothing you can do about it.”
“We don’t want to do anything about it; we were just saying.”
“Whatever. You gotta pull up your stuff faster than we do.”
After the movie ended with the good Earthlings defeating the bad aliens with no real bloodshed, Lenny turned the television to a cartoon show and turned the sound down. He nodded his head toward Brenda, who had her t-shirt pulled up as the Kendall twins each sucked on a nub of a breast, and exchanged a look with Lance that said, in twin speak, that their brat sister was stealing their friends. Connor stopped sucking long enough to give Cooper a look that said in their twin speak that messing around with a with a girl was new and sexy, but they’d rather be sucking on Lenny’s and Lance’s nipples.
Brenda didn’t understand twin speak and thought that Connor had simply stopped for a rest. She placed her lips on his and the two were quickly engaged in a hard and wet French kiss. After around fifteen seconds Connor broke off the kiss.
“You can stick a finger in my pussy if you want,” Brenda breathed. “Or better yet, how about you and your brother come with me to my bedroom and get naked and fuck me on my bed. Both of you can fuck me.”
Cooper heard what she said and squawked a loud, “Ack! No way!”
“But you’re a girl. We want to fuck your brothers,” Connor said. “I mean, we know they’ve done it before.”
“I’ve done it before, too,” Brenda said.
“No shit? I thought all girls were virgins when they were eleven and maybe even twelve.”
“Well, I’m not a virgin. Lenny and Lance know that, and they know who fucked me, but they won’t do it and I want to be fucked by twins. So, I’ll take off my shirt and be naked and you can fuck me right here.”
Even Lenny and Lance didn’t understand why this had them turned on. They were furiously masturbating as Brenda started to lift up her shirt. Connor and Cooper were rock hard and were stroking Brenda’s pussy instead of their hairless three inches. But before anybody could go any further, they heard the jingle of keys. The four boys yanked up their underpants and shorts while Brenda let her t-shirt slide down her torso. She grabbed her shorts and panties off the floor, set them on the couch and sat on them as Lenny grabbed a blanket off the back of the couch and dropped it on her lap. His supposedly charitable act was really a selfish act because he knew that if Brenda was caught undressed, they all would be in trouble.
Leslie stepped into the small foyer and then into the living room where she saw the five children watching a cartoon show called “The Catoons” that she knew was harmless fun. She thought the five of them looked somewhat flushed, but she saw nothing that looked out of sorts other than the blanket on Brenda’s lap. But Brenda was Brenda and often was hard to figure out.
“Hey, the Mariners are playing now,” Lenny said, and he switched to the Mariner game. The M’s were playing the Cleveland Guardians at T-Mobile Field in Seattle. The game was in the top of the fifth and the Guardians were at bat. The score was tied 3-3.
“You boys and your baseball,” Brenda said. “I never get to watch what I want to watch.”
“What is it that you want to see, hon?” Leslie asked.
“I don’t know. But if there was something I wanted to watch, I couldn’t watch it because of baaaaaaaaaaaaaaseball.”
“Go Mariners!” Cooper shouted.
“Are you becoming a Mariners fan?” Lenny asked.
“Yep, Connor and me both. At least as long as they aren’t playing the Padres.”
“Or the Cubs,” added Connor. The twins couldn't count the number of times their father had taken them to Wrigley Field when they lived back in Chicago.
“The Padres are our California home team, so we root for them except when they play the Mariners of the Cubs,” Cooper said.
“I’m going to my room and chat with Sally.” By chatting, Brenda meant exchanging texts. Sally Baker was Brenda’s best friend. She had given Brenda her first orgasm when they were eleven. It was something Emmett hadn’t given her, but now that she knew that she could get the good feelings just like a boy, the pressure was on for him to give her what Sally had given her. Not long after Brenda had an orgasm with Emmett, Emmett decided to quit fucking her because he had his first wet cum. While the two of them still made out sometimes, intercourse was out of the question. Brenda was upset because Emmett was being responsible. Sally had become more than Brenda’s bestie; she had become Brenda’s lover. It was one more reason she wished her brothers would have sex with her. She gave Connor and Cooper each a quick kiss on the lips and left the room.
The score stayed at 3-3 until the bottom of the seventh when Marty, who had hit his 25th home run of the season in the first inning, hit a two-out single. Wade Whalen then worked the count to 2-2. He sent the fifth pitch of his at bat over the left field fence and into the Mariner’s bullpen, giving the Mariners a 5-3 lead. That ended up being the final score.
“Boys, it’s time to get ready for bed,” Leslie called out as she entered the living room.
“Mom, we don’t have to get up early for anything tomorrow,” Lance pointed out.
“You have all had a long day today, I’m sure you’ll be stretching tomorrow into another long day, and growing boys need their sleep. Plus, we need to set up the cots for Connor and Cooper.”
“Cots? Where did you get cots?” Lenny asked.
“From Aiden’s dads.”
“Well, you won’t need them. Cooper and Connor are sleeping with us in our beds.”
“That might work for your friends, but Cooper and Connor are our out-of-town guests and should get their own bed.”
“Thanks for thinking of us as important out-of-town guests, but Connor and me have become really good friends with Lenny and Lance,” Cooper said. “We think sleeping together will be great…”
“…and we won’t stay up all night, we promise. I mean, we’ve really been looking forward to this, right Cooper?” Connor finished.
“Right as can be. And we know Lenny and Lance think so, too, right guys?” Connor said.
“Right as can be,” Lenny said.
“Okay, but if you guys get cranky because you’re tired the cots come out tomorrow.”
They went into Lenny and Lance’s bedroom and sat on the beds. “Hey, what’s that on my suitcase?” Cooper asked.
“It looks like a note,” Connor said. He picked up the piece of paper and unfolded it.
“I bet it’s from the brat,” Lenny said. “I mean, who else could it be from?”
“It says that she wants us to ‘make love’ to her tomorrow. Make love to her? Who the fuck in middle school says they make love to anybody? At least in California, everybody fucks, not makes love. That’s for high school. I think.”
“No way that’s gonna…” Lenny started, but he stopped when Connor held up his right hand.
“It also says that it has to be okay with her brothers. Plus she’s okay with you guys watching.”
“I gotta say, she has turned into Miss Nice Sister since she sat with you guys on the couch. Okay, answer her note and tell her it will probably be okay, and we’ll talk about it the morning after our mom leaves.”
“How about if I answer it?” Lance asked. “We might as well be the Nice Twins.”
“Go for it. It could get real interesting tomorrow.”
Lance took the note to Brenda’s room. Connor accompanied him. Lance opened the door a crack. He was about to drop the note on the floor when Brenda turned on her light. She hopped out of bed and grabbed the note. All three children were naked. Connor went instantly hard as he saw a completely naked girl for the first time.
Brenda read the reply and simply said, “Thanks.” She grabbed Connor’s boner, causing him to moan. “There will be more of that tomorrow.” She then planted a hard, wet French kiss on Connor’s lips. Connor felt his knees shake and thought he was going to collapse onto the floor. Brenda broke the kiss and said, “Have fun tonight. Notice I haven’t asked to watch you guys. But after tomorrow, my brothers are going to owe me the chance to watch them fuck. But we’ll talk about it tomorrow.”
Lance and Connor left the room and found Lenny and Cooper French kissing and playing with each other’s cocks. “Mission accomplished,” Lance said. He told Lenny what Brenda wanted in return for letting them watch her and the Kendall twins.
Lenny surprised Lance when he said, “That sounds doable.”
As they took care of their evening obligations the boys agreed that a quick fuck would be the best way to end an awesome day. It was decided that since there was a good chance Cooper and Connor would be topping Brenda the next day, they’d be bottom for Lenny and Lance as soon as they got back to the bedroom.
The result was Lance fucking Connor on his bed and Lenny fucking Cooper on his bed. The kissing was wild, the thrusts were fast and hard and, considering the length of their tween cocks, deep.
Lenny shot into Cooper’s ass for the first orgasm, then slid down and took Cooper’s cock into his mouth. Connor had a no-touch cum for the second orgasm. The third orgasm was Lance shooting into Connor’s ass just before Cooper had a dry cum in Lenny’s mouth. The entire fuck fest took less than ten minutes.
The partners cuddled with each other and soon the two sets of twins fell into deep sleeps.
Phil had a casserole almost ready to serve when Larry drove into the driveway with Michael and Aiden. Michael carried his backpack into the house and Larry carried Michael’s overnight bag. Aiden toted his soccer gear.
“Hey, Michael, good to see you,” Phil grinned. “I swear you’ve grown six inches since I last saw you at the BaseBrawl.”
“My dad says I’m wearing out the tape measure I’m growing so fast, but it’s really been maybe an inch,” Michael said.
“At that rate you’d be growing a foot in a year,” Aiden said. “The BaseBrawl was only three weeks ago.”
“I’d probably fall over from exhaustion if that happened.”
“Well, as my dads tell me, the growth rate isn’t a steady one.”
“Dinner in fifteen,” Phil said. Aiden interpreted that as meaning he and Michael should put their bags away upstairs, then come back down and set the table, or at least Aiden should set the table.
Aiden had Michael put his bags in the guest room and then led him over to his bedroom. As he entered the room, Michael noticed what appeared to be a raised drawbridge to his left. Then he saw tracks set along the walls and running under Aiden’s bed.
“Dang, it looks like you have a model railroad set up in here. Does it work?”
Aiden quickly stripped off his practice gear and underwear. “You know it,” he said as he jiggled his hairless cock. Michael broke out in loud laughter as he bent down and pointed to the track along the wall. “You look good naked,” Michael said.
“Oh, you mean does the railway work,” Aiden said with mock seriousness. He grabbed a remote control off his desk, pressed a button, and Michael oohed when he watched the bridge lower, connecting the tracks. Aiden then pressed another button and his N gauge model of the “California Zephyr” came out from under his bed, headed into a tunnel that went through his nightstand, ran under his desk, then went through another tunnel that had been built through his dresser. It completed its circuit of the room after crossing in front of the bedroom door on the lowered bridge.
“That is so f’n awesome,” Michael said in admiration as he yanked his shorts and underpants down to the floor. “And having a beautiful, naked engineer makes it even more awesome. Too bad we can’t eat dinner this way.”
“You’re helping run the train—it seems to run better with a naked passenger in the room,” Aiden grinned as the train started its second round of the room.
“Oh, I eat dinner naked a lot, but this isn’t a good time for us to go down naked. But, let’s keep tomorrow’s breakfast in mind,” Aiden said. He put on a fresh pair of yellow boxer briefs, a green Mariner t-shirt, and tan shorts. Michael liked what he had seen as well as what he was looking at. Aiden was indeed a beautiful boy.
“You’ve even got a balcony,” Michael said as he pulled up his pants. “Do you ever, you know, jerk off or have…”
“The answer to everything is yes,” Aiden smirked.
Aiden stopped the train under the bed and then raised the bridge. “I gotta set the table, so let’s go downstairs.”
“I can help,” Michael said.
“Thanks. Let’s see what we need to put out.”
It turned out they didn’t have to put out anything: Larry and Phil set the table while the boys were upstairs.
“Dang, you guys did that fast,” Aiden said.
“Thanks to years of experience, along with the fact that the dinner was ready to set out.” Dinner was a pork casserole and a mixed green salad.
During dinner Phil and Larry spent their meal listening as Aiden and Michael dominated the conversation. They talked about Aiden’s baseball, and soccer, Michael’s life as a musician, touching his singing, his songwriting, and his responsibilities with At the Majestic.
Larry asked about Mason and his sudden burst into stardom. Michael said he knew Mason had talent, but that he had exceeded all expectations. “Mason is f-n good. Excuse my sorta use of the f-word, but that’s exactly what he is.”
After dessert, the boys helped with cleanup and then went down to the basement. “I have to give Aiden a ton of credit for not pushing for dinner in the nude,” Larry said to Phil.
“I’m with you there. It was a nice surprise and showed some maturity from our boy,” Phil agreed. “That said, I’m willing to bet the clothes come off down in the basement, and the naked chef will be preparing breakfast for his naked guest in the morning.”
“Agreed, but we have to enjoy our little victories when we get them.”
The boys spent the evening in the basement, enjoying naked ping pong, foosball, pool, and chatting. Michael had agreed to strip naked the moment Aiden suggested it. Larry and Phil watched the Mariner’s game in the baseball watching room, calling for Aiden to come up whenever Marty came to bat. After Wade Whalen homered with Marty on base, the Mariners had a 5-3 seventh inning lead. Michael and Aiden sat on the love seat. Michael yawned a couple of times as he watched the inning play out.
When the inning ended Aiden said to Michael, “I think the awesome Mariner bullpen is going to hold this lead. How about we go back downstairs?”
“I’m good with it,” Michael replied after stifling yet another yawn.
The boys left the Mariner watching room and went back down to the basement. “Michael is one gorgeous boy, especially with his clothes off,” Phil said.
“How does Aiden keep talking his friends into being naked with him?” Larry said.
“Gordy is often a bit reluctant, but, yeah, he not only gets them running around our house naked, but he usually brings the school jocks to disrobe with him.”
“Probably because he’s become one of the leaders of the jocks and is obviously well-liked. Quite a change from the introverted, angry boy we brought home with us four years ago.”
“I’m willing to bet those two will return in a few minutes to tell us good night,” Phil said. “Michael looked tired.”
“It’s only nine. My bet is that after they go upstairs Michael will learn, if he hasn’t learned it already this evening, that he will be sleeping with Aiden and not in the guest room,” Larry said.
“Which probably means Michael’s yawns were a good act to convince us of how tired he is,” Phil chuckled. “He is comfortable on stage after all.”
“I agree. If they sleep together tonight, I guarantee you there will be some fun in bed before sleep takes over.”
“I wonder which one will be the bottom.”
“Damn, you have a dirty mind, love. They’re not even teenagers yet,” Larry said. “Granted, Aiden will be thirteen in less than a week. But I don’t think Michael will be twelve until next spring. That said, your dirty thoughts are probably accurate, but can only speculate on who will do what to whom. Some things simply have to be kept private.”
“Agreed,” Phil said.
“You look tired,” Aiden said when he and Michael walked into the games room.
“I hope that’s what your dads think,” Michael said.
“Then let’s not disappoint them.” The boys scooped up their clothes and headed back upstairs.
“Here are a pair of naked wood imps to tell you goodnight,” Aiden said.
“Oh, so you’re admitting to being a wood imp in front of your out-of-town company, are you?”
“I’m admitting that we’re both wood imps, right Michael?”
“I have no clue what you’re talking about,” Michael answered.
“Ask those two dudes. I’m simply trying to keep the poor old men happy, since they are convinced I am a naked wood imp. Which, I assume, is an improvement over being a naked wood elf, which is what I started out as.”
“Whatever you say, I’m all for it.”
“Good night dads,” Aiden said. “Don’t need to be tucked in tonight.”
“Good night, Coach Larry and Coach Phil,” Michael said.
After reaching the landing, the boys went to the guestroom, grabbed Michael’s suitcase and backpack, and took everything to Aiden’s room. They flopped down on Aiden’s bed, looked at each other, and smiled.
“I was worried about popping wood when we were in the rec room,” Michael said.
“Well, you didn’t. That’s the power of the wood imp,” Aiden grinned. “No pun intended.” He reached over and wrapped his right hand around Michael’s hardening tween cock. “And speaking of wood, it looks you’re becoming a true wood imp.”
“What are we going to do about it?”
“The way I see it, a good host should make himself a good bottom,” Aiden said.
““I won’t argue. Do we do it now or after being good boys and getting ourselves ready for bed?"
“The bathroom’s not going anywhere. I don’t mean to sound crass, but how about we fuck now? I’ve wanted to do you the minute I saw you get out of that van.”
Aiden grabbed some lube from his nightstand and he and Michael lubed up all the right places. The boys then adjusted their positioning on the bed, so they were on their sides and face-to-face. They exchanged a long, wet, tongue wrestling kiss. Aiden was quickly ready for more and turned onto his back. Michael hovered over Aiden and slid his four inches into Aiden’s hot, willing ass.
The two might only be twelve years old, but they were experienced in the world of sex far beyond their years. Michael hammered Aiden’s ass and the two boys bounced on the bed, their pubescent minds and bodies under the control of their adolescent hormones.
Aiden was the first to cum. When Michael hit his sweet spot, Aiden fired five shots over his chest and belly as he reveled in his mind blowing no touch cum. Thirty seconds later, Michael filled Aiden’s ass with his pubescent ejaculate. Both boys hugged tightly as they recovered physically and mentally.
“That was totally awesome,” Aiden finally breathed.
“I hope my cock did the right things,” Michael said.
“All of you did the right things.”
The two friends finally rose, took care of their nightly business, and then cuddled under Aiden’s covers. They exchanged tongue before sleep finally took them over.
Next: The Budding Teen-2