Piano Forte

CHAPTER 33

LOVING MUSIC

 

SUNDAY, JULY 6

 

<Austin>

 

Austin and Gary showered together but didn’t fool around. They had exchanged texts with Ned and Titus and agreed to meet for breakfast. The boys of the Master Quartet had no doubt that sex would be a major topic during the meal.

 

That turned out to be the case. After getting their food, they sat at a table they hoped was out of hearing range of anyone else and jabbered away. Titus and Ned wanted to hear all the sexy details about Gary and Austin losing their virginity, which the two were happy to provide. Ned and Titus told about being caught by Shannon. Ned was congratulated on standing up to his evil bitch sister, which netted a smile from Ned. For the first time in his life, he wasn’t totally intimidated by Shannon.

 

As the four boys were finishing their breakfast, William, Carlos, and John entered the dining hall and got into the buffet line. After getting their food and drink, they took the table next to the Quartet.

 

“You guys look like you’re about ready to go,” William said as he sat down.

 

“Well, if you guys weren’t a bunch of lazy teenagers, you could have sat with us and learned all about our night,” Gary said.

 

“Or you could have learned about ours,” William smirked.

 

“I have a morning workshop,” Austin said, “and then William and I will be working with Grampa Gene.  Gary and Titus are doing the field trip to Fort Warden for the chamber music recital.”

 

“Mr. Gene is going to work with me after I get back from the field trip, and he’ll be working with Austin and William during the day, too,” Gary added.

 

“It’s gonna be a busy day,” William said.

 

“And don’t you have badminton?” Austin asked.

 

“Not anymore. David cancelled it because people were always having to change their times, including John and me. He told us he learned a lesson and that next summer he will have little tournaments with each one being played on one day. It’s just too hard to schedule a big long one. He said he was glad he gave it a try.”

 

“Well, we gotta get going,” Austin said.

 

William stopped him. “Before you go, how was it?” Austin stood still and said nothing. William read his reluctance to answer properly. “Text me one to ten when you can. Ten being the best.”

 

“Okay,” Austin said with surprising shyness as he left to bus his tray and head for his workshop. He walked to the main building with Gary, sending his text along the way.

 

“What did you send him?” Gary asked.

 

“I sent him an eight. No offense, because it was really fun, but to be a nine or ten it needs to be with William.”

 

“Gotcha. That makes an eight doggone good. But why didn’t you just say it?”

 

“Because it was nobody’s business except yours since you and I did it.”

 

“I gotta say that for a redhead you make a lot of sense,” Gary grinned.

 

“And I gotta say I hope Shannon gets a huge crush on you.”

 

“Oh, no, not that. I take back what I said. Redheads are the smartest, awesomest dudes in camp.”

 

“And what else?”

 

“Um…and…they are…um…oh, yeah, they are the sexiest dudes in camp.”

 

“The only problem with what you said is that I’m the only redheaded boy in camp, so I have to be the sexiest one.”

 

They reached the main building and stopped in the courtyard. “Well, I know this much about what you are,” Gary said. “You are one of the best friends a guy can have and the best pianist in this camp.” He then surprised Austin with a quick hug and a kiss on his cheek. “And thanks a ton for last night,” he whispered before breaking the hug.

 

The workshop Austin attended was a small one for the pianists in camp that was facilitated by Gene Delacroix and Michael Kearns and was held on the stage of the auditorium where three grand pianos were set out. William arrived just as the workshop began and took a seat. While Austin had already heard a great deal of what Gene had to say, he still managed to learn a lot. Gene and Michael made a good teaching team who kept everyone active and involved.

 

After the workshop, William and Austin headed to the media room for their “Fandango” lesson with Gene. Cole Davis joined them to help with the guitar part. He and Gene felt there wasn’t much more they could add to what they had already worked on; at this point it was up to William and Austin to make their lessons an integral part of their performance. The mentors considered themselves more as advisors than teachers from now until the Tuesday recital.

 

Jordan Davis made a video of the practice at Gene’s behest. Gene wanted to use the video to see if he and Cole missed anything and as a point of comparison to the earlier videos to show the boys how much they had improved. Jordan felt that just watching the boys performing in their underwear made watching the video worthwhile.

 

 

<Ned>

 

Jordan was surprised by a knock on the outside door to the control room. He recognized the knock knock knock…knock pattern he had given the little kid in William and Austin’s room. He wondered if the kid had come to do what he promised. He opened the door, looked down at Ned, and smiled.

 

“Hey, kid, I didn’t think you’d really come.”

 

“My name is Ned.”

 

“Sorry, Ned, I couldn’t remember it.”

 

“Well, I came to tell you I can’t do what I said I’d do.”

 

“Why not? You were all excited when I was in Austin’s bedroom with you.”

 

“I know, but I was what everybody calls, horny.”

 

“So why did you come here to tell me you weren’t going to give me a blow job?”

 

Ned took a deep breath and said, “Because it’s the right thing to do. I really do want to do it to you, but I can’t because that’s not the right thing to do.”

 

“I thought you liked sucking dick,” Jordan said. The teen was obviously confused by Ned’s dithering.

 

“I do, but I like doing my friends. I just didn’t want you to think I forgot about it or that I didn’t like you, it’s just I can’t do it.”

 

Jordan wanted to tell Ned what a little dork he was, but he could see the little kid was sincere about doing the right thing. While Jordan was a bigtime horndog, he was also a good kid who respected other people. “Okay, no problem kid. Thanks for telling me. Who knows, maybe when we’re both older we’ll run into each other in a bathroom were anything could happen.”

 

“Thanks for not being mad at me. I’ll see ya around.” Ned turned around and walked away, wondering what had possessed him to be such a nerd. The thing that Jordan did not know was that Ned had every intention to suck a big teen dick until Jordan opened the door. He didn’t know why, but as much as he wanted to do it, he didn’t want to do it even more. He felt like a little baby and knew he needed to talk to somebody. He knew everyone in the Quartet was busy—he would have to find a place to sit and wait to meet one of them at lunch.

 

He found a seat on a bench in the courtyard in front of the main building and sat down. He felt so miserable and useless that he thought even seeing his sister, Shannon, would be an improvement.

 

Ned breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Austin come out of the building. “Hey, Ned,” Austin smiled.

 

“Hi,” was all Ned had to say in return.

 

“Let’s get going to lunch,” Austin said. “I’ve only got an hour and I’m hungry. Mr. D worked me hard.”

 

After Ned stood up, Austin stepped in front of him. “Are you okay, Ned?”

 

“Yeah, I’m good.” Ned was happy to be with one of his friends. He thought just being with someone would be good enough to make him feel better. “Let’s go to lunch.”

 

Austin was certain everything wasn’t good with Ned but wasn’t sure how to find out what was bugging him. Right now, he needed some food, then he would try to see if he could get Ned to talk. He was fairly certain that what was bothering Ned probably had to do with Shannon.

 

Ned and Austin didn’t see any of their friends on the way to the dining hall. They soon had their trays stacked with food and found a table. Austin chatted about what Gene Delacroix was like while Ned said nothing and listened with feigned interest. After finishing what was on his tray, Austin started to rise from his seat, but Ned stopped him.

 

“What do you have after lunch?” Ned asked.

 

“I have Practice Room 2 reserved at one so I can practice my Beethoven and meet my Gramps at two for a master class. At least that’s what he calls it.”

 

“Can I talk to you really quick before you start practicing?”

 

“So, you do have something bugging you.”

 

“Yeah. I need to talk to somebody and you’re my best friend, so I guess talking to you is best.”

 

“Come on Ned, let’s get us a couple of cones while we have time to eat.” As Austin and Ned headed to the soft serve machine, Austin changed his mind about getting a cone and said, “I’ll see you in Practice Room 2.”  Ned nodded, pulled a cone out of the holder, and started his cone. “You don’t need to knock, just come in when you get there.”

 

Austin went to Practice Room Two. He hung his CAUTION: NUDIST AT WORK sign on the door and then closed the door. He stripped off his shoes and shorts but continued to wear his t-shirt and briefs. He knew Ned would have no problem with him being nude but felt that it would be easier for them to have a serious talk if he was wearing some kind of clothing.

 

Austin started his warmups. He hoped his friend would arrive soon. Warming up while he worried about what was bothering Ned was one thing, but he needed his full attention to be on his playing of the Beethoven. Then he became worried that Ned wouldn’t show, and he’d end up getting nothing useful accomplished. He was relieved when he heard a knock at the door.

 

“Come in, Ned,” Austin called out. Ned entered the room and sat on the chair by the table. “You didn’t need to knock, you know.”

 

“Sorry,” Ned responded shyly. “I forgot I could just come in.”

Austin decided to get right to the topic of the visit. “So, what’s bugging you?”

 

Ned reminded Austin of their meeting with Jordan and how it got all sexy and how he found himself telling Jordan he would suck his dick in the Media Room control booth. He then went into what happened when he knocked on the door and realized as soon as Jordan answered it that he was doing the wrong thing.

 

“Jordan wasn’t mad about it, but still it was all really embarrassing telling him I was doing the wrong thing. Do you think I was doing the wrong thing?”

 

“Nope, I think you did the right thing and you were really brave for doing it,” Austin assured his friend.

 

“Is doing sex the wrong thing? I mean when you’re only eleven?”

 

“Aren’t you going to be twelve next month?”

 

“Yeah, but…”

 

“Hey, I’m twelve and I mess around a lot. Before I came here to camp, the only guys I really messed around with were my brother and my friend Oliver, and a couple of other guys I jerked off with maybe a couple of times.”

 

“That’s more than I did before I came here.”

 

“I know. But look at us since we started camp. I mean suddenly I’ve got a boyfriend, and I’ve got the Master Quartet, and I’ve messed around with a couple of other guys I know.”

 

“So you don’t think what you did was wrong?”

 

Austin shook his head. “Nope. James says it’s experimenting and learning about your body. I don’t think I’ve done anything wrong.”

 

“So, if I’d, you know, sucked Jordan’s dick, that wouldn’t have been wrong?”

 

“Ned, what I think is you’ve been trying to do too much all at once and saying you’d suck Jordan was just trying to do too much. I think you figured that out and decided to kind of, you know, catch your breath.”

 

“So, I don’t need to stop messing around?”

 

“Not when it comes to the Quartet, or your roommate, or maybe Carlos or William. Just don’t do it with guys you don’t know very well and what you do won’t be wrong.”

 

“I’m glad you’re my friend. You taught me how to jerk off and how to mess around and now you’re teaching me not to mess around with just anybody.”

 

“I don’t know if I was right about everything,” Austin confessed. “I kinda said what I thought.”

 

“Well, I’d better let you get some practice in. Don’t you play Beethoven tomorrow?”

 

“Yep. But helping friends is more important than even music. And, that reminds me, you said I was your best friend. What about Titus? I thought he was your best friend.”

 

“He is. I’ve got two best friends who are different kinds of friends. You’re my teacher friend I can talk to about stuff and learn stuff from. Titus is like by best friend for hanging with. We both think we’d be boyfriends if we had more time together.”

 

“So, just act like you’re boyfriends for the last week of camp.”

 

“Yeah, we kinda talked about doing that. I wish I could go to the music festival and spend more time with Titus. We not only don’t live in the same city, we don’t even live in the same country. I was supposed to spend the night with Gary tonight, but I really want to spend it with Titus now.”

 

“So, let’s all get together at dinner and figure things out. We all know who I’m spending the night with.”

 

“Yep, your roomie and boyfriend,” Ned nodded. “I am so jealous, but I’m so happy too, if that makes sense. Okay, I better go. Let’s have a Master Quartet dinner. I’ll text everyone since you got a busy afternoon. Cya.”

 

Ned started for the door and stopped when Austin called out his name and told him to stop. Ned turned and looked at Austin questioningly.

 

“I love you, Ned.”

 

Ned broke out into a huge grin. It was the first time he had smiled since his humiliation with Jordan. “I love you, too, Austin.” Ned virtually floated out of the room; happy to have such great friends as the ones in the Master Quartet, and especially Austin.

 

As soon as Ned closed the door, Austin stripped naked and commenced to pound out the third movement of Beethoven’s Sonata 14, the “Moonlight”. He was unhappy with the results when he finished the movement. Too many missed notes, poor tempo, too much thinking. The fact that his cock was soft told him that he hadn’t been in the right frame of mind. When he was in complete communication with his piano and his music, he felt it in his groin, and right now he felt nothing.

 

Austin saw that he had time for another run through. He wanted this one to be special. His worries about Ned were gone and he would be meeting with Gene in fifteen minutes; he wanted to be on top of his game when he met with his Gramps.

 

He shrugged his shoulders, circled his arms, set his fingers at ready over the keyboard, ran his eyes up and down the keyboard, and said in a loud firm voice, “This is for you, Ned,” and proceeded to play. This time when he finished he was much happier. He had only missed two notes, his tempo and tone were much improved, and, to top it all off, his cock was rock hard. He was ready to meet with his master teacher.

 

Austin was stripped to his t-shirt and briefs when Gene entered the Media Room. Austin’s erection had calmed down and if the master lesson went like the last one, the hour would be more about working on technique than on playing all out. Lessons and hard work weren’t what made Austin hard. It was when he took those lessons and played the results on his musical instrument that his other instrument became excited.

 

One person who was hard was Jordan. He had been horny ever since his encounter with Ned and even a quick wank since then hadn’t helped much. Watching Austin strip to his briefs got him more than ready for another wank. Just looking at the little redhead was a turn-on for him, but when Austin got down to business, he sent shivers through Jordan’s system. Jordan moved to his private corner and jerked off for the second time that day as the sound of Austin playing chords echoed in his ears.

 

As Austin prepared to leave the Media Room, Gary arrived for his lesson with Gene.

 

“How was the concert?” Austin asked.

 

“It was good. They played the same Mozart trio you played with Benny and Christian, except they played the whole thing. Still, it was better than the Bach they played. I think Bach is boring.”

 

Gene Delacroix raised his eyebrows and saw that he needed to step into this conversation. “It looks like you and I have some serious lessons ahead. Bach is the core of the music we play, from his own era right to some of the great modern rock bands who are quick to acknowledge the influence of Bach on their music.”

 

“Yeah, but…”

 

“No buts. Bach is going to be on our agenda for the next lesson. End of story.”

 

Austin couldn’t help but grin. He knew what it was like to be put in his place by Grandpa Gene. He also knew that when he did what Gene said, he was better for it. What he wasn’t prepared for was Gene staring him down and saying, “Don’t look so smug, Austin. I think you just might need a Bachs lunch in your future too.” Austin left the room knowing he should do some quick research on a composer he knew little about.

 

When Gene first heard Gary play, he could detect the talent beneath the rough edges. He felt the boy was, without a doubt, worth his time to teach. Jordan was disappointed that Gary didn’t strip to his underwear, but that didn’t stop him from staring through the control room window and admiring the view.

 

“You really enjoy playing Joplin; I can see it on your face,” Gene said to Gary as he played “The Entertainer”.

 

“He’s fun and lively,” Gary said. “I like things that make my fingers move fast.”

 

“We’ll have to see what we can come up with for the Youth Festival. But first, let’s see how we can smooth out a couple of rough spots during our lesson.”

 

<The Master Quartet>

 

The Master Quartet, along with their roommates, met for dinner. They took over a table for eight and discussed their after-dinner plans.

 

“I thought you guys had the plans for the night all figured out,” John said.

 

“We did, but things happened, and we want to change our minds,” Austin responded. The other three Quartet members nodded in agreement.

 

John looked at William and shook his head. “Kids, they are never satisfied.”

 

“I know, but I guess we gotta live with them,” William grinned. Carlos said nothing and took another bite of food. He was content to see what was being planned. If he ended up not being part of the plans, he knew two girls he could hook up with, but it was unlikely anything more than kissing and feeling each other up would happen with them. He would rather mess around with one of the boys because that was a guaranteed orgasm.

 

“What kind of things happened?” John asked.

 

“Enough to make us want to change our minds,” Gary answered.

 

“Here’s what we talked about a little, but we need you old men to agree to do it,” Austin said.

 

“If we’re old men, what does that make you guys?” William asked.

 

“Horny little boys,” Gary chuckled.

 

“Okay, so tell us what it is we’re going to disagree with,” John commanded.

 

“Well, William and I are still doing what we planned,” Austin said.

 

“That’s a good start,” William said.

 

“I was gonna spend the night with Gary, but Titus and I want to spend the night together,” Ned said. “I’m the thing that came up and I want to be with my best friend.” This came as no surprise to Gary, who had heard Ned’s story about his encounter with Jordan before they left the dormitory for dinner.

 

William looked to Austin for an explanation; Austin mouthed, “Later,” and William nodded.

 

“What happens to Gary in this mess?” John asked.

 

“We figure either you or Carlos is the big winner,” Gary grinned.

 

“How?” Carlos asked, speaking up for the first time.

 

“One of you gets me for the night—free of charge.”

 

“And do we get whatever we want?” John asked.

 

“As long as it doesn’t hurt.”

 

“Well, since it isn’t costing me anything, I’ll do whatever Gary tells me to do, unless Carlos wants in. Then we can flip for it.”

 

“It’s cool,” Carlos said. “Natasha wants to play my clarinet, so we just have to find a place to do it.”

 

“Hey, if I go to Gary’s room, then Ned gets our room and Titus goes there.”

 

“John, I think you worked it all out,” William smirked. “The only question is can Carlos talk Natasha into spending the night with him.”

 

“That would be up to her,” Carlos grinned.

 

“Well, now that everything has been decided for them and I have finished dinner, I guess it’s time to try a piece of that chocolate cake I saw on the dessert display,” William said.

 

“I never saw any chocolate cake,” John said.

 

“That’s because you were too busy perving on my ass,” William told him as he picked up his dinner tray.

 

The group followed him and everyone but Carlos came back with a slice of chocolate cake. “Since I’m the only one shacking up with a girl tonight, I thought I should have a different dessert. Besides, peach cobbler ala mode is way better than chocolate cake,” he explained.

 

“Carlos, you are truly the weird one in the group,” John said. “All you gotta do is take the cake to the soft serve, and voila, cake and ice cream.”

 

“It looks like our last Saturday is going to be a lot of fun.” Gary said.

 

“Hey, dude, you’ve got me for the night, so how can you NOT have fun?”

 

The rest of dessert consisted of a lot of back and forth kidding. Austin was pleased to see Ned participating in the fun.

 

<John and Gary>

 

The last Sunday night of the Bainbridge Music Camp was traditionally a staff recital, and this year’s was no exception. Since Eugene Delacroix was doing master class tutoring with four pianists, he was considered a visiting artist, which made him a member of the camp staff. On top of William, Austin, and Gary, Gene took on Mary Kwon for the last week. He considered the thirteen-year-old a superior pianist and was more than happy to add her as a tutee. When he learned that Mary lived in Portland and would be participating in their outstanding youth arts festival, he decided to tutor her on the piano pieces she would be playing there.

 

Austin knew that his Gramps would be playing Chopin’s “Heroic” Polonaise, a popular, but difficult showpiece for the piano. Austin was excited to hear his master teacher play for the first time. He wasn’t disappointed as he listened to the great pianist play the piece like he was born to play it. Austin knew that was how he wanted to sound.

 

Knowing what he wanted was a start, but he also knew it would take a great deal of work to get there. If Austin had learned anything in camp it was that he was a talented pianist, one who was as good or better than anyone in the camp, but that to go from being talented to being great would take a lot of hard work.

 

The Master Quartet sat together, applauded and cheered for everybody playing, as did the rest of the campers. The camp staff was well liked as should be the case at a camp. The staff had a mix of school faculty, guest instructors, student counselors, visiting artists, and even two proctors, making them an eclectic group.

 

After the program, it was snack time, as always. This one was different because there was a reception set up in the private dining area where the campers could meet and eat with the staff members and talk to them about what they played and whatever else came to mind.

 

The Quartet members and their roommates left the snack reception together. Titus and Carlos went to their room where Titus picked up his toiletries and fresh socks and underpants. Carlos was supposed to wait for half an hour and then pick up Natasha outside the dining hall. He had not been told the reason for the delay but was happy to comply if it meant spending the night with her.

 

John and Ned headed to their room. John picked up what he needed for the morning and Ned gave John a jolt by stripping naked and flopping on his bed. “I want Titus to know how bad I want to mess around,” Ned explained when he saw how John was ogling him.

 

“You guys have fun,” John told Ned as he opened the door to leave.

 

“You, too.” Ned called out as John stepped out.

 

Gary followed Austin and William into their room. Before he could continue into the bathroom and then his room, William stopped him with a question.

 

“Are you going to let John fuck you?” he asked bluntly.

 

“Not if it’s going to hurt,” Gary replied.

 

“You’ve had some fingers up your ass.”

 

“Only a couple of times, and I’ve only had two up my ass once. And you know that John’s got a big dick. I’m just wanting us to suck each other. Or maybe we can hump, then we get some kissing in.”

 

“Whatever, I know you’ll have fun with the big lunk.”

 

“I will. And speaking of butt fucking, you’d better not hurt Austin.”

“No worries about that, thanks to your help. It was awesome for you to do that.”

 

“Hey, it’s not like it was hard work. That was a ton of fun and I think I’m gonna be hooked on that top business. I guess it’s the bottom I gotta work on. Damn, I wish my brother wasn’t such a dork about having sex with me. He’d be a great guy to break me in.”

 

“Aren’t John and him about the same size?”

 

“I dunno, I just know I love him and wish he was the kind of sexy big brother Austin has. He’s such a dork he’s got a thing for Ned’s sister. I mean really? He thinks she’s gonna be better sex than me?”

 

“James might like messing around,” Austin said, ignoring Gary’s whining, “but we’ve never fucked, which means he’s going to be number three since my boyfriend is going to be number two tonight.”

 

“You shouldn’t even count last night, since it was just for practice and breaking you in.”

 

“Maybe, but you stuck it in and came in me and so it counts. Like we’ve been saying, tonight is all about making love.”

 

“Well, I better hustle over to my room before John gets there. See ya both later.”

 

Austin and William stripped naked and quietly admired each other. Austin loved looking at William’s attractive maturing teen physique, while William loved the smooth, clean look of the boy just entering puberty. The boyfriends agreed that before they started making out, they would play music to put themselves in the proper mood. They kept the electric piano set up, so all Austin had to do was move a desk chair in front of the keyboard while William took his guitar out of its case.

 

Gary entered his room just as John started knocking on the outside door. Gary opened it and let him in. “I should have gone with you through William’s room,” John said. “I almost got caught by a prickter. But, here I am.”

 

“Good. Prickters can be real pricks when they catch you in the wrong place,” Gary smirked.

 

“Not if you offer to suck their dick for them.”

 

“Really? You’ve done that?”

 

“No, but Carlos said he did it once.”

 

“Well, since you didn’t get in trouble and can’t suck a prickter’s dick, I guess you’re just going to have to suck mine then,” Gary offered.

 

“First we get naked.”

 

The boys quickly stripped. Gary had been so focused on John being fourteen he had forgotten that he was a late bloomer. He had a half dozen barely visible pubic hairs; anybody just looking at him would say he was still hairless. His erection measured just a hair over four inches and was nearly as big as Gary remembered. In fact, he was less than an inch longer than Gary, although he was thicker. Thicker makes a bigger difference than longer, Gary thought, which is probably why I thought John was humongous, even though I knew better.

 

“Okay, we’re naked,” Gary said. “Now what? I mean we agreed it was your choice.”

 

“I changed my mind. It’s your choice first, because my first choice is to take your ass. But you can say yes or no to that one, so that makes it your choice. If you say no, then it’s back to my choice,” John explained.

 

“Damn, how can you make something so simple as messing around so complicated?”

 

“Because, this is more than messing around, it’s sex, and we both have to agree totally to sex.” John was certain Gary was going to turn him down, but he had to try. After that, it was suck-a-cock time, which was fine with John because he thought Gary was a sexy boy.

 

“Well, then I guess I want to try sex.”

 

“For real?”

 

“Yeah. If it turns out it hurts too much or I don’t like it, I can say I tried. But, if I don’t try, then that means I was nothing but a wuss.”

 

“Wow, this is a big surprise,” John said. “I was so sure you’d say no, I didn’t bring my lube.”

 

“I’ve still got what William gave Austin and me for last night. So, I guess we’re in business.”

 

Gary then learned he could handle what John gave him. John learned how to be a gentle lover, one much different from the teen who enjoyed wild fucking with his sixteen-year-old cousin, Mickey and his boyfriend, Lenny. He had fucked his ten-year brother Liam a dozen times, but he managed to hold back when entering his brother. He treated Gary much the same as he treated Liam, playing much more relaxing music with his lovemaking than the heroic music that coursed through his body and cock with his teen lovers.

 

Gary felt some pain, some discomfort, and soon a bundle of pleasure became a major part of the mix. When it was over, John had filled Gary’s ass and Gary had left puddles of clear cum on his torso. As far as sex went, it was the best of his life. Two days before, he had been a virgin, then he became a top, and then a bottom. And now he was positive he wanted more of what he had just experienced—a lot more.

 

<Titus and Ned>

 

Ned hopped off his bed as soon as he heard Titus at the door. When Ned opened the door, Titus was pleased to see that his friend was already naked. It took Titus less than thirty seconds to join him.

 

“What do you want to do?” Titus asked as he settled next to Ned on his bed.

 

“Do you think I’m weird?” Ned asked.

 

“No, why should I think you’re weird?”

 

“Because I was going to suck Jordan’s dick.”

 

“Well, you didn’t suck it, so you’re not weird.”

 

“What if I did suck it, would I be weird then?”

 

“No, I just think you were horny. You know what would make me think you’re weird?” Titus grinned.

 

“What?”

 

“I’d think you were weird if you didn’t suck my dick tonight.”

 

“What if I sucked it more than once?”

 

“Same thing as before,” Titus said. “I’d think you were horny.”

 

“Can I kiss you? I need to kiss somebody bad. You’re my best friend, so I think you’re the best person for me to kiss.”

 

“Then let’s kiss.”

 

The two eleven-year-olds were quickly kissing like old pros. As soon as their naked bodies touched, they started humping, which had them kissing harder, which had them humping harder. It was a sexual crescendo.  They had their orgasms within seconds of each other and wrapped their arms around each other as they recovered from their sexual highs and enjoyed the warmth and softness of each other.

 

“I’m glad I could do that,” Ned finally said.

 

“You mean having sex?”

 

“Yeah, I mean having sex. After the whole thing with Jordan I thought I’d never want to have sex again. But having it with a friend is special and I’m glad I could do it.”

 

“That was our music together for tonight,” Titus said.

 

“You think so?”

 

“I know so. It was us playing all the sweet notes, our own private concert just for us.”

 

“I bet the music with Jordan would have been sour notes.”

 

“Ned?”

 

“What?”

 

“Forget Jordan and suck my dick.”

 

Ned grinned. He liked giving blow jobs, and he really liked giving them to Titus. He adjusted himself so he could put his lips around his friend’s soft cocklet. It didn’t stay soft for long and Ned started to hum as he took care of his best friend’s hard little cock. Titus thought the vibrations from Ned’s humming made for the best blowjob he ever had.

 

After Titus recovered, he quickly gave Ned his second orgasm of the evening. As the two friends fell asleep in each other’s arms they both wondered if they were ready for what they knew Austin was doing that night and suspected that Gary was doing. They knew that before they could do it, they had to work up the courage to talk seriously about it. But that was for another time—right then they were tired and ready to sleep.

 

<Austin and William>

 

Austin pushed his chair away from the keyboard and sat on his bed. He looked across the room to William, who was sitting on his bed holding his guitar, a wide grin splitting his face. Both were naked and sporting erections. Austin returned the smile. Like William, he knew they had played the “Fandango” to perfection. Everything clicked between them; they knew they were ready for Tuesday.

 

“We made pretty good music,” William said.

 

“We made pretty great music,” Austin corrected.

 

“I could up it to incredibly awesome.”

 

“And we’d still be better than that.”

 

“I have one more thing to say about it and then let’s get to our next piece of music.”

 

“What next piece of music? I don’t remember us having more music to play.”

 

“Hear me out,” William said, “and you’ll be more than ready to play.”

 

“I’m listening.”

 

“We were good sitting naked in our bedroom, but as Gramps would say, ‘Don’t let it get to your head.’”

 

“And as I would say, let’s show him what’s in our head when we have our lesson. Now, what’s this other music about, even if we can’t play any music because it’s late?”

 

William signaled for Austin to come to his bed and sit next to him. Austin shrugged, moved across the little dormitory room, and sat next to his boyfriend. They scooted over a bit so that their bodies touched. “I’m going to play your body like the beautiful instrument it is,” William said softly. “I’m going to make love to it like nobody has ever done before. I’m going to make your body sing while you make sounds of pleasure.”

 

“So, what are we waiting for?”

 

“We’re waiting for you to say you’re ready.”

 

“I am SOOOOOOOOO ready.”

 

William grinned and grabbed the lube off the foot of the bed. He had Austin lie on his belly and lubed his beautiful smooth ass, twirling two fingers around to both loosen Austin up and to spread the substance around. He then slicked up his cock and once again asked Austin if he was ready.

 

“I’m ready, but aren’t we going to kiss and make out?”

 

“Yep. I just wanted us to go from making out to making love without having to wait in between.”

“My boyfriend knows everything.” Austin rolled onto his left side and William stretched out in front of him. The kissing started slowly and lightly and worked its way to wet and deep. They stroked each other’s backs to start and were soon stroking each other’s asses.

 

“Now’s the time,” William said, as much to himself as to Austin. They had agreed that Austin would be on his back, his legs raised, his ass showing and ready to be penetrated.

 

Austin let out a loud grunt as William lovingly pushed his almost five inches of young teen cock into his twelve-year-old lover’s bunghole. Austin felt more pain than when Gary had penetrated him the night before, but it was nothing he couldn’t handle. Gary’s cock along with his own fingers and with the fingers of his friends going up his ass the past few days had loosened his ass for William.  

 

“Oh, fuck, you’re so tight,” William moaned as he made love to his young boyfriend.

 

William loved filling Austin’s ass as muas Austin loved having William’s cock stuffed in him. Austin knew that sex felt good, but he had no idea it was like this. He grunted and groaned with each of William’s thrusts and William moaned his pleasure as he adoringly topped the younger boy.

 

The boys were making music, just as William had said. William could feel Austin’s body sing underneath him, just as Austin could feel William’s song inside of him. It was a song the lovers wanted to extend through the entire night, but it was something the young adolescents were not capable of. After what seemed like just a few minutes as much as it felt like a long stretch of pleasure-filled hours, William shoved his cock as deep as he could into Austin’s ass, his pubes rubbing against the tween’s smooth skin. He moaned as he was hit by the most intense orgasm of his life as he sent squirt after squirt of his life fluid into Austin.

 

Austin, whose arms had been spread, returned William’s song with one of his own as a no-touch cum shook him to his core. It took a long time after the coda was finished for the boys to return to full consciousness. When they did, they kissed, told each other how great it was, and repeated over and over how much they loved each other.

 

“Well, that was a nice piece of chamber music,” William finally said.

 

“That’s all, just chamber music?” Austin asked, somewhat disappointed.

 

“Hey, nothing wrong with a great chamber work. Think about it, once again we made great and awesome music. And this music is something for us to build on until we’re ready to play a full-out symphony.”

 

“You know something, William. I really love you a ton,” Austin rasped before kissing William’s lips.

 

“I love you and I love your music and, well, I just love you so much.”

 

And that was their cue that it was time to leave the stage and enjoy a great night’s sleep together. Which is what they did.

 

Next: Friendly Rivalry.