Mayfield Titans

CHAPTER 20

VETERAN’S DAY WEEKEND (2)

 

SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 8

 

<Lance and Grant>

 

“Last night was awesome,” Grant said as he and Lance enjoyed a breakfast of bacon, eggs, and toast that had been cooked up by Lance’s mother. It amused her that even though only one of her twins was partaking, she still had to cook for two voracious appetites. Since she had already eaten before the boys awoke, she let them eat by themselves at the kitchen table while she watched TV in the living room.

 

“You know you want to do it again,” Lance grinned.

 

“Yeah, only the next time I will do it to you.”

 

“Fair enough.”

 

“It was weird just wearing tees and undies in front of your mom. My mom would kill me if I did that at home. It was like being at Aiden’s, except there’s no females there.”

 

“My mom is outvoted here,” Lance chuckled. “Even the Brat runs around in just a tee and panties. And sometimes, there’s girls at Aiden’s. You just have to time it right.”

 

“You mean like Kalie and them?”

 

“Yeah.”

 

After finishing breakfast, the boys headed for Lance’s bedroom, grabbed fresh underwear, and went to the bathroom to shower. “Do you want to do some pee stuff in the shower?” Grant asked.

 

“What’s with you and pee stuff?”

 

“I dunno. Peter, my sponsor, thinks maybe it’s because when I got drunk all the time, I peed my pants and my bed. And then there was the last time when Alex’s mom found me on the floor laying in piss with nothing but peed-in undies on. Nobody really likes doing it much, but since you and me did it once I thought I’d ask.”

 

Lance’s answer was to stand at the toilet and let go a stream of piss. “I’ll do it with you again sometime, but we gotta take a quick shower since we slept in way late. Lenny will be going to Centralia with Keith. Keith’s going to pick us up so we can watch that game since they’re playing the Lightning in the fourteen and under league.”

 

Grant acknowledged Lance’s pledge and took care of his business while Lance got the shower going. The boys stepped into the tub, got themselves wet and got right to washing.

 

“Are you and Alex still friends?” Lance asked.

 

“Not really. He’s gone to some of the AA meetings, but I haven’t seen him at one in a long time. He still drinks and uses pot a lot. I think he even uses stronger stuff. He doesn’t seem to have many friends. He doesn’t even hang around with the partiers like Mac, Roger, Yonder, and Jared. I thought maybe he hung out with the high school partiers, but I don’t know. He keeps to himself.”

 

Lance and Grant finished dressing just before Keith’s dad pulled up in the family minivan. The boys hopped in and Grant was introduced to Keith’s parents as well as to Shannon.

 

<Scott K. and Ronnie>

 

Ronnie was looking forward more to the overnight at Aiden’s house than he was to watching two soccer games. He knew he would enjoy watching his cousin play and after that watching Aiden and his friends play, but from what Scott had told him about Aiden’s overnights, Ronnie knew that he was going to experience something different from anything he had seen or done before.

 

In the first game Ronnie watched, the season for the Mayfield Lightning ended with a 3-2 loss to Kentburg in a hard-fought game. The season was over for Scott’s team, but the Lightning knew they had given their best. Watching the game and taking in the excitement made Ronnie realize how much he missed playing sports. He could hardly wait for basketball turnouts to start on Monday.

 

Before the game started, Scott introduced Lance, Lenny, and Grant to Ronnie. Lance and Lenny were aware of Ronnie’s winning fight with cancer, but Grant was not.

 

Aiden, Mason, and Miles arrived early to watch some of the game. As soon as Ronnie caught sight of Aiden, he ran up to him and almost tackled him to the ground with his enthusiastic hug.

 

“It’s awesome to see you again, bro,” Aiden beamed. “You look really good.”

 

“And I’ve got hair,” Ronnie reported with a huge smile, taking off his baseball cap so Aiden could admire his head of brown hair.

 

By the time the Cobra players left for the practice area to start warmups, Grant and Ronnie had become fast friends. After learning about Ronnie’s courageous fight, Grant not only gained a huge amount of respect for his new friend, he also realized, not for the first time, how grateful he was for the life he had.

 

Unfortunately, the game ended up being the last one of the season for the Cobras as well. Tenino’s keeper played a stellar game and the Cobras found themselves on the short end of a 2-0 score. One positive to the game was that as much as players like Aiden and Gordy would have loved to point fingers at Mac and his gang, they played hard and well. The simple fact was Tenino beat the Cobras playing at their best.

 

It didn’t take long for thoughts to turn to the upcoming basketball season. Soccer was over and basketball was about to start. Scott, Gordy, Ronnie, and Mason rode with Aiden in the Miller minivan on the way back to Mayfield. The talk was about how good the Titan teams, both JV and Varsity, were going to be. Turnouts started Monday and Aiden, for one, already had his gym bag packed with his basketball gear.

 

“Wow, you’ve got a really nice house,” Ronnie gushed as he entered through the front door of Aiden’s house. Scott, Gordy, and Mason followed Ronnie and Aiden into the house. “You’ve a big living room and a big dining room.”

 

“That’s just the start,” Aiden said. “I’ll give you the full tour.”

 

The first place they went was the TV and rec room.

 

Ronnie was impressed. “This room is huge. And it’s got picture windows so you can see out on the lake. My house is pretty nice, but this place is so awesome. It’s like a mansion.”

“Well, not quite, but it is a great place to live.”

 

Ronnie was also shown the basement, the pool (which was covered for the winter), the hot tub, and Aiden’s pride and joy, his own bedroom. “You’ve got train tracks going around your bedroom. That is so radical.” Aiden ate up Ronnie’s excitement. A deep feeling of gratitude washed over him, not only for Ronnie’s good health but also for the “awesome” and “cool” things and people who had become a big part of his life since he moved to Mayfield.

 

Aiden handed Ronnie the remote for the train that circled the room. “You can hit auto power and let it run or hit manual and run it yourself.”

 

“What about the doorway?”

 

“That, we’ve got to do by hand.” Aiden lowered the drawbridge, completing the circuit and the circle.

 

“I didn’t even notice the bridge.” Aiden told Ronnie to hit auto power and the five car domeliner started its passage around the room. “What happens if you don’t lower the bridge?”

 

“Then the circuit isn’t closed, and the train won’t run. Dude, you should see what my boyfriend Nolan has. His room has a little railroad like mine, and his basement has a huge layout that he and his dad run.”

 

“It’s so cool how you call Nolan your boyfriend. I’m so happy you and I made ourselves brothers so I can enjoy all the awesome stuff you do.”

 

“Just like I can enjoy yours. I was so happy when you said you were turning out for basketball. I hope you make it.”

 

“I’ve been working hard at it with my dad and my friend Ward who’s really good. I think I’m ready.”

 

“Remember when I was at your house after the Rainiers game and we became bros?”

 

“I’ll never forget that. Ever. And I remember something else,” Ronnie said shyly.

 

“What?”

 

“This,” he whispered as he stepped up to Aiden and brought his lips together with Aiden’s.

 

Aiden thought he was going to faint. The only kisses that felt better were the ones he shared with Nolan. Their first kiss, which had been in May, had been hard and sexy, but close mouthed. Aiden didn’t let their lips stay closed for long this time; he opened his mouth and pushed his tongue against Ronnie’s lips. Ronnie instinctively knew what to do as he experienced the first French kiss of his young life. The two tweens hugged each tightly and melted into each other. They experienced instant erections.

 

They were holding each other so tightly that their boners were crushed against each other. Instincts went to work again as they squeezed their torrid young cocks against each other, both certain they could feel the other through their layers of pants and underpants. The rustle of their pants, their muffled moans, and the noise of the circling model train were the only sounds in the room.

 

As much as Aiden wanted to cum with Ronnie, he didn’t want it to be right then. He wanted to slowly work up to it, although he wasn’t certain how he was going to be able to top the kiss they were enjoying. Aiden broke the kiss and took a step back. “Fuck, Ronnie, you are one sexy bro.”

 

“I didn’t want to stop. Everything was feeling real good.”

 

“I didn’t want to stop either, but I wanted us to be in shape for a lot of messing around.”

 

Ronnie closed the gap between Aiden and himself and started another kiss. Aiden fell back on his bed and Ronnie landed on top of him, the two of them holding the kiss all the way down. “I want my bro now and then I’ll worry about everything else,” Ronnie rasped.

 

Aiden expertly opened Ronnie’s belt, pants button, and zipper before Ronnie knew what was happening. “Fuck, this is so awesome,” he breathed. When Aiden’s hand dipped down inside Ronnie’s underpants and fondled Ronnie’s rock hard cocklet, Ronnie let out a long and satisfied groan. “I love you, bro.”

 

“I love you, too, Ronnie. I loved you way back when you were sick and we met and became bros and I love you more now. I want to get you off so bad.”

 

Aiden and Ronnie worked together to get Ronnie’s jeans and boxers pulled down. Aiden studied Ronnie’s three inches of tween meat and knew exactly what he wanted to do to it. He scooted down and placed his lips around Ronnie’s cut cock, eliciting another groan from the boy who had become his brother when he was still sick with cancer.

 

Just minutes after receiving his first French kiss, Ronnie was now experiencing his first blow job. He and Ward had jerked off together a half dozen or so times and had even jerked each other off in Ward’s bedroom a couple of weeks ago, but this was an experience from an entirely different dimension.

 

As the sexual tension rose in Aiden’s bedroom, Scott, Gordy, and Mason were tossing darts at the dart board in the game room. “Where’s Aiden and Ronnie?” Mason asked. “They’ve been gone a long time.”

 

“Yeah, where are they?” Gordy wondered. “I know Aiden took Ronnie for a tour of his bedroom, but they’ve been up there for a long time. Maybe, we should go up and see what they’re doing.”

 

Remembering the bond that had been formed between Aiden and Ronnie back on that May day, Scott said, “I think the best thing we can do for right now is stay here and let them…um…get to know each other better.”

 

Knowing Aiden as well as he did, Gordy caught on to Scott’s allusion right away. “Yeah, good idea, Scott. They should be down real soon.”

 

“Dang, I want to be the first to suck Ronnie’s dick before everybody else shows up,” Mason told them. Neither Scott or Gordy was shocked or surprised by Mason’s comment. “Maybe I should go up and tell Ronnie, but Aiden said I couldn’t ask him until we got here to his house or he’d spank my butt, but we’re at Aiden’s house so…

 

“Mason, just shut up,” Scott ordered.

 

At that point the light bulb finally turned on in Mason’s head. “Oh, yeah, sure, I get it,” he said with a broad smile. “I might not be the first one to…’

Gordy gave Mason a thumbs up sign. “You figured it out perfectly—now      let’s go back to tossing these darts.”

 

“Sure, just because you’re winning,” Mason said as he set up to take his turn.

 

“Ohhhhh, wow, wow, wow, wow, WOW,” Ronnie yelped as he enjoyed a dry cum that was without question the most intense of his young life.

 

“I guess you liked it,” Aiden said as he came up for air.

 

“Beyond liked it. And here you are still dressed. Maybe I can jerk you off or something.”

 

“We better get downstairs before somebody comes up to find out what we’re doing.”

 

Ronnie shook his head. “We’ll go downstairs in a minute, but I want to see what your stuff looks like first.”

 

“Fair enough.” Aiden stood up and pulled his soccer shorts and red briefs below his knees.

 

Ronnie admired his bro’s four inches of rock-hard cock. “I thought when you were in seventh grade you had hair on your dick.”

 

“I’m getting some,” Aiden said defensively. “Have a look.” He pointed to a spot on his pubis that, to Ronnie, looked just as barren as its surroundings. But he took a careful look and thought he saw a sliver of something. “Pretty soon, I’ll be like Gordy and Nolan.”

 

“Cool. Now, we’d better go down.”

“Before we go, I should mention that Mason is a bit, well, different. Mason doesn’t think he’s really met a guy until he’s given him a blow job. I asked Mason to kind of play it cool until we all got to my house. So, don’t be surprised when Mason asks if he can suck your cock. Whether or not you say yes is up to you, but Mason is harmless, and he does give really excellent blow jobs.”

 

“For real? Mason just likes to go sucking guys?”

 

“Yep, and even if he doesn’t do yours, you’ll see him at work tonight for sure. He wanted to be the first one to suck you, but, well, that’s not how it’s worked out,” Aiden giggled.

 

“Good. I’m happy you were the first because you’re my bro and I love you.”

 

“I love you, too. Thanks for giving me the chance to be your first.”

 

Ronnie broke into a wide grin and the boys started for the basement. When Aiden and Ronnie entered the games room, they received knowing looks from the three boys already there. Because he knew the three of them better, Aiden was better able to read their looks than Ronnie. They know, he thought. They know what me and Ronnie did up there. And you know what? I bet they’re all super happy for Ronnie—even Mason.

 

“I think I need to shower that soccer game off me,” Aiden announced.

 

“I’m with you. Plus, I got sweaty winning at darts. I suppose you probably worked up a sweat with Ronnie,” Gordy smirked.

 

“You’ve got a dirty mind, Gordy.”

 

“Only because I know you so well.”

 

Scott noticed the shocked look on Ronnie’s face. “I bet that what Aiden did with you wasn’t dirty at all, right Ronnie?” he asked.

 

Ronnie thought for a moment, and then broke into another of his wonderful grins. Gordy thought that next to Aiden, Ronnie’s smile was the most beautiful one he had ever seen.

 

“My clothes are in the van,” Gordy said.

 

“Mine, too,” Mason added.

 

“Mine, three,” Ronnie said.

 

“I’m thinking we’re all going to shower here in the basement,” Scott speculated.

 

“We might as well be fresh and clean when everybody else gets here,” Aiden told them.

 

Nobody argued. Within minutes, five beautiful, naked boys stood under three shower heads, laughing, giggling, joking, washing each other, and reveling in each other’s company. Gordy and Mason sported erections and felt no shame; except for Ronnie, they had all been hard in front everyone in the shower room quite a few times.

 

As for Ronnie, he felt like he was right where he belonged as he admired the smooth, naked bodies of his new best friends. Outside of Aiden, who Ronnie had developed a gigantic boy crush on, Gordy and his cousin Scott interested him the most. He was fascinated by the wisps of dark hair growing in their pubic regions.

 

<Pizza and More>

 

The “everybody” who had yet to arrive for the overnight started filtering in as the boys were drying themselves in the basement. Nolan was the first to get there. “Wow, you guys must have been totally dirty,” he mused.

 

“You had a soccer game, too, you know,” Aiden pointed out.

 

“I know, but I showered at home.” Nolan looked over at Ronnie. “Plus, I know one guy here didn’t have a soccer game.”

 

“This is Ronnie, our out-of-town guest,” Aiden said, pointing to the cute, hairless, and blushing eleven-year-old next to him. “Ronnie, meet my boyfriend, Nolan.”

 

Nolan held out his fist and the two traded fist bumps. “It’s not often that when Aiden introduces me to a new friend, the new friend is naked. Maybe I should have saved my shower for here, so we’d be equal.” 

 

“Hi, Nolan. I’m happy to finally meet Aiden’s boyfriend. I know you’re really awesome because Aiden is so totally awesome, plus he’s my bro.” Ronnie wished he could see Nolan naked so he could find out how much pubic hair Aiden’s boyfriend had.

 

“And as far as being equal goes, the rule in the basement for my overnights is clothing optional. Upstairs, it depends on what we’re doing and what kind of mood my dads are in, but it’s usually clothing optional, too,” Aiden explained. “So, don’t bother putting your clothes on, Ronnie—those are for tomorrow morning.”

 

“For real? Wow, I really like it here,” Ronnie giggled nervously. “Aiden said you really look good with no clothes on,” he told Nolan.

 

“Well, I probably should let you make up your own mind,” Nolan said. He quickly stripped, tossing his clothes on the couch next to what everyone else had left behind before showering. Ronnie noted that, just as Aiden had described, Nolan had more hair than any of the other boys. He had a solid dark patch above his now tumescent penis. He ranked Gordy number two, his cousin Scott number three, and because of his itsy-bitsy thin thing above his cock, Aiden as number four in hair amount. Mason’s pubic region was as smooth as a baby.

 

About twenty minutes after Nolan arrived, the next four guests came to the front door. Aiden responded to the doorbell. Ronnie was amazed that Aiden stayed naked when he answered the door; he wondered what Aiden would have done if somebody other than his friends had been at the door. Ronnie remained naked but stayed out of sight just in case. What also amazed Ronnie was that he was standing in full view of Aiden’s dad, Larry, who didn’t seem to be paying any attention to him. It was like naked boys in the house was expected behavior.

 

Ronnie entered the living room as soon as he saw it was safe to do so. He had already met the four boys at the door: Lenny, Lance, Grant, and Miles. He exchanged fist bumps or high fives with the four. The newly arrived guests stepped into the greeting room to say hello to Larry. Ronnie then followed them down the steps to the basement.

 

The four undressed without fanfare and once again Ronnie had the opportunity to admire new groins. The twins and Grant had no pubic hair that he could see, but Miles had enough pubic hair growth to move past Scott for number three in Ronnie’s pubic hair rankings. Miles was also the only newcomer to display an erection. Not for the first time, Ronnie wondered how he could find a group of friends like Aiden had.

 

The last person to arrive was Trent. Because of a family commitment, he arranged to meet Phil when he picked up the pizzas at The Bear. As a result, he entered the house through the garage, carrying extra-large pizzas. Aiden quickly headed to the garage knowing Phil would need more help; Ronnie followed him. Phil gave each boy a box of pizza, handed one each to Gordy and Scott, who joined the line, another two boxes to Trent, who returned for more, and carried two in himself. He and Larry had figured ten extra-large pizzas should be plenty for eleven boys and two men. It was—barely. Larry recruited Nolan and Miles to help bring up the sodas.

 

Even though Ronnie knew that Trent was an eighth grader like his cousin, he still thought Trent was a high school student when he was introduced. When Trent stripped, Ronnie moved Trent up to number one on the most and thickest pubic hair list. He also had the longest flaccid cock (it didn’t stay flaccid for long) and the lowest hanging balls.

 

The boys were soon called up to the dining room to claim their pizza and sodas. Conversation was minimized for a while as the boys concentrated on filling their stomachs. After eating, the boys spread out around the gathering room, living room, and basement to let their stomachs settle and to prepare for ice cream. Larry and Phil enjoyed the view that eleven naked pubescent boys gave them, but they enjoyed the company of the group of bright, motivated, well-behaved boys better. It made them both feel gratified that their son had done such a great job of picking his friends. They knew that Aiden’s own personality had a lot to do with the caliber of boy who hung out with him.

 

Ronnie thought he had died and gone to heaven. It was a challenge just to get Ward to pull down his pants and here he was hanging out with ten other naked boys. After dessert, all the boys retired to the basement for games and other fun. Aiden had told Ronnie what the other fun was all about, so Ronnie was not surprised when Mason walked up to him, his hairless three-inch erection standing proud.

 

“Yes,” Ronnie said emphatically as Mason opened his mouth.

 

“Yes, what?” Mason asked leerily.

 

“Yes, you can suck my dick.”

 

“How did you know I was going to…wait a minute…AIDEN!”

 

Aiden ran over when he heard Mason call out his name. “What happened?”

 

“Nothing happened except you told Ronnie what I was going to ask him.”

 

“And?”

 

“And he said I could before I even asked if I could do it.”

 

“And that’s a problem because?”

 

“Well, he could have said no before I asked.”

 

“Yeah, and he could have said no after you asked too. So, quit being a dork and show Ronnie how good you are.”

 

“But not in front of everybody,” Ronnie requested.

 

“Mason will show you where the guest room is,” Aiden grinned.

 

That was the first sexual encounter of the evening. The encounters were mix and match, most of them coming in between sessions of darts, ping pong, foosball, cards, while sitting in the hot tub, and of course in sleeping bags and under blankets after lights out. Aiden did not see all the action as an orgy, because it wasn’t done all at once with everybody watching and participating. He also didn’t think it was an orgy because the first real orgy wasn’t supposed to happen until his thirteenth birthday, which was a long way off.

 

Ronnie and Mason were one matchup, of course. Mason was disappointed that he wasn’t Ronnie’s first suck, but if somebody else in the group was going to be the first, he was happy it was Aiden. He wished that Ronnie wasn’t still dry, but he did like Ronnie’s cock, thinking he had a great boner and that it tasted good. He was pleased that he had one more cock to write in his growing log. For his part, Ronnie could tell Mason knew what he was doing and made him feel really good, but the session with Mason was more like jerking off with Ward—it just didn’t have the passion that he had felt with Aiden. That was something he didn’t blame on Mason since it wasn’t Mason’s fault that he and Aiden loved each other as brothers.

 

Other matchups included Trent and Scott in the hot tub. Trent sucked Scott and was masturbated in return. Grant and Lance sat in the hot tub and watched them and then exchanged blow jobs after the two older boys finished. They thought it strange that Scott didn’t suck off Trent, but decided the reason was none of their business.

 

Aiden and Miles did a sixty-nine on the old couch in the back room of the basement. Ronnie and Mason were finished in time to watch them. Ronnie didn’t know there was such a thing as a sixty-nine and was entranced by it. He thought that might be a good way to give his first blow job. That way he could enjoy the good feelings while learning how to do a good job himself.

 

Not everyone had sex after lights out, but there still was a lot of action in the dark. Mason was overcome with lust when Nolan started making out with him, saying he wanted to fuck him. Mason was more than happy to let him and enjoyed back to back orgasms as Nolan plowed his butt.

 

Grant got to mess around with Lenny for the first time, the two of them dry humping. Lance swallowed his biggest load of cum ever when he sucked off Trent. Trent then jerked him off to a dry orgasm.

 

Gordy, Miles, and Scott jerked off together and squeezed together under a set of blankets. Scott couldn’t sleep, so he grabbed a loose blanket and his pillow and slept on the rickety old couch.

 

And Aiden did what he told Marty might happen—he slept naked with Ronnie before sleeping naked with Marty. But before the boys fell asleep, he showed Ronnie what dry humping was about. Ronnie kept quiet and let it happen. He thought he would be grossed out, but instead it felt sexy like being jerked off. Ronnie loved the full body contact with his bro and humped his cocklet on Aiden’s slick belly.  He ended by doing something he didn’t know was possible—he had his third orgasm for the night.

 

<Alex Guerrero>

 

Alex sat on a ratty old chair situated in a corner of a smoke-filled room pondering whether to take a big swallow of the rum and coke in front of him or see if somebody would share a joint with him. But that would mean getting out of his chair which would be too much work. His head was spinning around so fast he was afraid he’d fall down as soon as he stood up.

 

The twelve-year-old looked around for Duncan. Duncan was fourteen and in the eighth grade. He lived across the street from Alex. Duncan’s older brother Vance, who supplied both boys with booze and weed, had given them a ride to the party in Kentburg.

 

Vance was seventeen and a senior. He had been the supplier for Alex and Grant when they were little and got drunk together as much as was possible for two preteens. Alex missed those days. Grant had been his best friend ever and was fun to get fucked up with. They even did some sex things together when they were fucked up.  But now Grant was in that stupid AA group and was hanging around with assholes who didn’t drink or mess around. And now his one-time drinking buddy wouldn’t even talk to him at school. In fact, nobody talked to him at school.

 

Alex had gone to some meeting because his mother made him but quit as soon as he could, which was as soon as his mother went back to drinking herself. Being fucked up was so much better than being sober. When he was fucked up it didn’t matter that his father left the family just before school started and left him and his mother on their own. His father was an asshole and yelled at him a lot and locked him in the basement when he was mad at him. But his father also didn’t mind him drinking and toking since that made him a “little man.” He didn’t miss his father since he got drunk as much as his mom did.

 

And when he was fucked up, it didn’t matter that Duncan was his only friend, and even he pretended he didn’t know Alex when they were at school.  When he was fucked up it didn’t matter that he was getting all D’s and F’s in his classes. When he was fucked up it didn’t matter that his teachers hated him and all the kids at school hated him. When he was fucked up it didn’t even matter that he hated himself.

 

Even the partiers like Mac, Roger, Russell, and those guys wouldn’t talk to him. He went to one of their parties and nobody said anything to him until they got mad at him for passing out in the bathroom after he missed the toilet and pissed on the floor. Like Duncan said, the parties in Kentburg were way better. In Kentburg they got to party with the high school guys and sometimes with somebody who went to the college. Nobody talked to him much there either, but at least they were nice to him, especially Duncan.

 

At that moment Duncan stopped by his chair and broke through his thoughts. “Hey, dude, I thought you were just gonna get a little buzz and not get fucked up tonight.”

 

“I’m no fucked up. Buzz’n,” Alex responded. He was certain that eating a lot of snacks, sipping beer very slowly, and staying away from weed, would allow him to get a little buzz and enjoy what was going on. Eating a lot of snacks was the only goal he completed, and it didn’t help. Playing a game of quarters with Duncan and a kid named Eduardo didn’t help either.

 

Duncan pointed to a folding chair next to Alex. “That girl over there has the hots for you. She says that if you’ll get naked with her, she’ll suck you off.”

 

“Need ‘nother beer then…huh?”

 

“Never mind. I’ll get you a beer, but it’s the last one. Vance don’t want you passing out again—he’s tired of carrying you to the car.”

 

“Spend the night.”

 

“I’ll tell Vance cuz I think he’s too drunk to drive and I’m way buzzing and too young.”

 

“Yeah, good.” That was the last thing Alex said for the night as his chin drooped to his chest and he passed out. Vance had to agree to spend the night when Randy Parker, the designated sober boy, wouldn’t give him his car keys.

 

<Keith and Shannon>

 

“Well, who was better, me or my sister?” Keith asked Shannon after his best friend filled his ass with cum.

 

“Dianna is a girl, which makes her better for fucking. But I like you better, which means it was way more fun.”

 

“Whatever, I’m just glad you liked it.”

 

“What are best friends for?” Shannon grinned. He gave his long-time best friend a long kiss on the lips and the two fell into a restful sleep.

 

SUNDAY, NOVEMBER 9

 

<Aiden and Ronnie>

 

The morning was a typical after party morning at Aiden’s. As much as their pubescent boy instincts told them they should be sleeping in, once one boy awoke, the rest followed. Usually Aiden was the first to rise because he cherished his role as naked chef, and this day was no exception. Ronnie, who was sleeping with another boy for the first time in his life, was snuggled in tight, his right arm draped over Aiden’s chest. Aiden loved the feel of Ronnie’s smooth, naked body against his. He had to pee badly and tried to leave the sleeping bag without waking up Ronnie but was unsuccessful.

 

Ronnie opened his eyes and yawned. “What are you doing here?” he asked sleepily.

 

“I live here,” Aiden giggled. “Good morning, sleepyhead.”

 

“Oh, I was all confused. Good morning, Aiden.” Ronnie looked around the room. “Wow, everybody is sleeping with somebody and nobody is awake,” he whispered.

 

“I gotta pee,” Aiden said as he crawled out of the sleeping bag.

 

“Me, too, plus I got a boner.”

 

“Morning wood means you’re hitting puberty,” Aiden told the younger boy, wisely. “And don’t be embarrassed because I have one, too, and it’s all your fault for getting all snuggly with me.”

 

“Sorry.”  

 

“Nothing to be sorry about, I loved it. I was just yanking your chain.”

 

Instead of heading for the toilet, Aiden turned on one of the showers. “I know you’ve figured out that the only easy way to pee in the morning when you’re boned up is in the shower.”

 

“I thought I was the only one who did that.”

 

“You just joined a big crowd. We’ll pee here while we wash my cum off both of us so that we’re all clean for cooking. As soon as we wash up, we’re going up to the kitchen and start up a pancake breakfast. I need you to help me.”

 

“You’re the breakfast cook?”

 

“Sometimes.” Aiden cooked breakfast either when he scheduled it with his dads in advance or when he woke up early enough to do so.

This was one of the second times; since he was up early, he’d be putting on his blue apron, his chef’s hat, and his flip flops to reprise his role as Naked Chef. He had a spare apron for his assistant along with a Mayfield Titan’s baseball hat.

 

“Don’t we need to get dressed?” Ronnie asked after Aiden shut off the water and they toweled themselves off.

 

“Nope. I’m the Naked Chef, and you’re going to be his naked assistant.”

 

Gordy woke up and got out of his sleeping bag in time to see Aiden and Ronnie dash up the stairs to the main house. He smiled as he went to the bathroom to take a pee; Aiden running naked upstairs before breakfast could only mean the Naked Chef was about to make his appearance.

 

Aiden gave Ronnie some instructions and the boys were soon hard at work preparing a pancake breakfast with bacon. About ten minutes into their work, Larry entered the kitchen.

 

“Good morning, boys,” he grinned. “Had I known the Naked Chef was being revived, I would have slept in longer. And what did the NC promise you for being his helper?” he asked Ronnie.

 

“Nothing. It sounded like fun.”

 

A few minutes later Gordy and Miles came upstairs and started to work setting the table. Both boys had been to enough Naked Chef breakfasts to know what to do without needing instructions.

 

Ronnie and the rest of the boys thought the breakfast was delicious. He was proud to have been a part of the preparation. In what seemed like an endless parade of surprises, he was surprised that all eleven boys were allowed to eat breakfast in the nude.

 

After breakfast and cleanup, some of the boys showered. Lance and Lenny were picked up by their mom first so they could go to church. Mason was picked up next and Gordy soon after. Of the rest of the boys, Trent and Miles were the only ones who attended church regularly, but they were rarely required to after a Saturday overnight.

 

When Ronnie and Scott were picked up by Scott’s mother, Ronnie gave Aiden a long, heartfelt thank you hug. “You’re the best big bro a guy can have,” Ronnie said as he held onto Aiden tightly.

 

“Even better than Marty?”

 

“It’s a tie,” Ronnie backtracked.

 

“That’s good enough for me. It puts me into good company.” Aiden fought back some tears of happiness. Ronnie, he had learned over the past couple of days, was a very special person and he hoped they would get the chance to see each other often.

 

<Ronnie and Scott>

 

There was one more thing Ronnie wanted before the last night of his weekend visit was over and he received it that night while he and Scott prepared for bed. “I know you don’t think we should mess around because we’re cousins, but Lenny and Lance do it and they’re brothers and Aiden messes around with his cousins. So why can’t we?” Ronnie didn’t know that Miles had sex with his brother as did Trent, or he would have brought them up, too.

 

Scott could see how much his cousin wanted to feel a little love and he wanted to help him, but it seemed so wrong. Finally, he decided to see if Ronnie would accept the bare minimum.

 

“Would you be okay if we just jerked off together?”

 

After his sexual adventures at Aiden’s house, Ronnie wanted a lot more, but was willing to accept his cousin’s compromise. At least he’d get something. He decided to add a little something to Scott’s suggestion.

 

“Okay, but I want you to touch me somewhere. You know, like put your arm around my shoulder or something.”

 

After a moment of silence Scott realized he truly wanted to touch Ronnie who was just a wonderful and, yes, cute boy. “Sounds like a plan,” he responded. Scott lifted his t-shirt over his head and off. “I guess if we’re going to jerk off together, we should probably be naked.”

 

Ronnie grinned, but took off his white briefs first so his cousin wouldn’t have to wait to see his boner. “See, I’m ready,” he told his cousin shyly. A few seconds later both boys were naked. Scott placed his right arm around his cousin’s shoulder; an act that was amazingly erotic for the thirteen-year-old. He knew how horny he was by the amount of precum he was leaking.

 

The cousins started stroking themselves, but both knew that wasn’t going to be enough. Well, hell, Scott thought. After spending a night at Aiden’s, there was no way Ronnie could be a naïve little boy any longer. How many orgasms did he say he had? Three?

 

Scott adjusted his position so he could get his right hand around his cousin’s three inches. Ronnie cooed with pleasure; he was receiving exactly what he wanted from his older cousin. He returned the favor and the cousins were soon earnestly masturbating each other.

 

Then Ronnie did something that surprised both him and Scott. He moved himself between Scott’s legs, bent into his crotch, and took his cock into his mouth. “What the fuck?” Scott muttered before moaning with pleasure. He managed to keep his hand stroking Ronnie’s cocklet.

 

Being the young pubescent boys they were, they enjoyed little staying power. “I’m gonna cum,” Scott moaned. Ronnie wasn’t sure what he should do now. Aiden had let him have his orgasm in his mouth, but he didn’t shoot anything. Not knowing if getting cum in his mouth might be bad for him, Ronnie pulled off Scott’s cock and stroked it, his salvia acting as lube. It took only a couple of strokes for Scott to shoot his light seed onto his belly, his wispy pubes, and his cousin’s hand. He resumed stroking Ronnie and within seconds the eleven-year-old was shaking from a dry cum. For Ronnie, getting this love from his very special cousin tied his blow job from Aiden as the highlight of his visit. Ronnie wished there could be more, but he was tired and satisfied.

 

“What would have happened if you’d shot your stuff in my mouth?” Ronnie asked his cousin.

 

“You would’ve swallowed it.”

 

“Doesn’t it taste gross? Isn’t it poison or something? Have you done it?” came the rapid-fire questions.

 

“It tastes okay.” Scott scooped some of his emission off his belly. “Here, lick this off.”

 

“I guess that means it’s not poison.”

 

“If it was, Mason would have died a long time ago—from an overdose if nothing else.”

 

“He sucked me, but he didn’t get to taste anything,” Ronnie giggled.

 

“Welcome to the Mason Club. And wet or dry, Mason just likes to have a dick in his mouth. And to answer your last question, I’ve done it a couple times.”

 

“Did you like it?”

 

“I liked making my friend feel good, but since I’m not gay, I don’t get the thrill out of it some guys do.”

 

“Aiden was my first and my best. That’s why he’s my bro.”

 

Scott gave his cousin a kiss on the lips that lingered for fifteen seconds. Gay or not, Scott thought it was the right thing to do. “I’m so glad you’re healthy again. I love you, little cuz.”

 

“I love you, too, big cuz.”

 

Ronnie fell asleep astonished by what he had experienced since coming to Mayfield and wondering when he would find out what real sex was like, and who would show him.

 

<Alex Guerrero>

 

Alex woke up with a ferocious hangover. He was in a bed with somebody who seemed to be naked. He wondered who it was. He realized he was naked, too. Even though it hurt to move his head, he turned just enough to see who was in bed. It was Vance. Alex reached down and felt the teen’s crotch and confirmed that he really was naked.

 

He wondered if Vance had messed around with him. His ass felt okay but he could have done other things. He liked it better when Duncan slept with him.

 

He wanted to go home but couldn’t until Vance was awake and could drive. He hoped his mother hadn’t found the bottle of vodka he had hidden in the basement. The only way he was going to feel better was to get drunk when he got home. He turned his back to Vance and moved his ass up against the older boy’s crotch, wishing it was Duncan, or better yet, Grant. When Vance did stuff to him, it felt like he was being used.

 

<Lenny and Lance>

 

“How was Grant?” Lenny asked Lance as they snuggled in Lance’s bed.

 

“Sexy. He wasn’t shy about getting hammered by me.”

 

“Boyfriend sexy?”

 

“I don’t know. He might not be gay like us.”

 

“Having a three way with him would be fun.”

 

“When did we get so nasty horny?”

 

“I guess it’s because I’ve got a sexy seventh-grade boyfriend,” Lenny smirked.

 

“And how was he?”

 

“What do you think? He was sexy.” Lenny told him what he and Keith did and about Shannon being with them.

 

“I agree on having a three way with Grant, by the way. Messing around is messing around. And talking of messing around, who’s gonna be the bottom tonight?”

 

“Since you topped Grant, I think I should test junior to see if he had learned enough to give Grant the best experience he could get. To pass that test, you’re going to have to fuck me.”

 

“Whatever you say, gramps,” Lance said.

 

After a wild romp in bed, the twins kissed for a while before prepping for bed. “You fuck better than Keith,” Lenny told his younger twin.

 

“For real? He’s older than I am.”

 

“You’re better than he is. I love you cuz you’re the bestest twin brother in the world and I love him because he’s my boyfriend. But somebody has to be the best, and you’re the one.”

 

“Do you want seconds so I can totally prove it?”

 

“Why not?”

 

After pissing and brushing their teeth they went back onto Lance’s bed where Lance left no doubt about how good of a top he was.

 

<Aiden and Nolan>

 

After lunch, Aiden, Nolan, Larry, and Phil took their places in the football viewing room to watch the Seahawks. Except for the blue apron Aiden wore for cooking breakfast, Aiden and Nolan hadn’t bothered to dress all day. The boyfriends shared Aiden’s favorite recliner; Larry and Phil sat on the loveseat wearing Seahawk t-shirts and lounge pants. They got themselves pumped up for the one-thirty kickoff against the Kansas City Chiefs at Century Link Field.

 

“You know, it’s really hard for me to sit in MY recliner when you two are hogging it,” Phil griped good-naturedly during one of the pregame show’s commercials.

 

“The problem you have is that you think it’s your recliner when it’s really MY recliner and I’m nice enough to let you sit in it,” Aiden retorted.

 

“I paid for that prize seat long before you arrived here on Lakeside Drive.”

 

“Only because you knew your favorite son would be moving here soon and need a big comfortable recliner to park his naked body in as soon as he came to live here.”

 

Nolan was doing his best not to burst out in laughter. He loved it when Aiden and his dads kidded around with each other. It told him that there was a lot of love in the family.  

 

During the pregame show, Nolan’s cock was hard longer than it was soft, and Aiden’s moved up and down as well. Phil knew if he had commented on it, the boys would have died of embarrassment. Since they acted as if they hadn’t even noticed the ups and downs of their cocks, Phil could tell that the boys didn’t feel self-conscious about it.

 

Once the game started the boys’ adrenalin was keyed to football, but all their cheering wasn’t good enough. The game ended up being a close one with the Chiefs getting the winning field goal with 24 seconds left in a 24-23 win.

 

“I can’t believe the Hawks lost that game,” Aiden moaned. The loss left the Hawks with an 8-2 record.

 

“And at home,” Nolan added. It was the Hawks’ first loss at home.

 

“Oh, well, we’ll just have to kick some 49’er ass next week, especially since we’re tied for first in the division now.”

 

Dinner was pork chops, mashed potatoes, steamed broccoli, and hot dinner rolls, with a mixed salad (prepared by Aiden and Nolan) and chocolate brownies for dessert. Nobody left the table hungry.

 

Later in the evening, the four played games. First was a rousing game of Scrabble, which was won by Aiden, with Larry, Nolan, and Phil finishing in that order. The game was close, with any one of the four in a position to win until the last turn. Aiden went out first and the ten points he accumulated from the other three players were enough to give him a three-point win. Larry and Phil agreed in a later conversation that they were proud of how the two seventh graders were able to compete competitively with their dads, each of whom held a Masters degree.

 

After the Scrabble game, they played ping pong. It was Nolan and Aiden versus Larry and Phil in a best of three set. Larry and Phil won the first match 12-10, but Nolan and Aiden buckled down and pulled out the next two games 11-8 and 11-7.

 

“It’s really tough beating two beautiful naked boys,” Phil told Larry after Nolan and Aiden headed upstairs to Aiden’s room. “They are quite a distraction.”

 

“Especially being naked. But you know what they’d say if we told them that.”

 

“I do…’Excuses are for losers.’”

 

Aiden and Nolan started up the around the room model train and then lay next to each other on Aiden’s bed. “Only at your house can a guy go the entire day without putting on any clothes expect for socks,” Nolan mused.

 

“Neither one of us likes cold toes, I guess,” Aiden giggled. “But I bet if you stayed at Colin’s house, the whole family would be naked too, since his family is nudists.”

 

“No thank you. I think your dads like seeing us naked more than we want to see them naked.”

 

“That’s because we’re ‘beautiful boys’ so who wouldn’t want to see us naked? But, to be fair, I do see my dads naked sometimes and those two dudes are in good shape and have nice bodies for old farts.”

 

“Does it turn you on when you sleep naked with them?” Aiden did his best not to keep secrets from Nolan and his boyfriend had long known about Aiden’s naked forays into his dads’ bed.

 

“Never have been. They always have underpants on. If I come to their room and they’re in bed naked I have to wait outside until they put their undies on. I know that sometimes they’re having sex when I knock on their door. That’s one reason I don’t go down to sleep with them much anymore. I don’t like messing up their fun.”

“I can’t imagine my rents having sex. I mean my mom seems to think nobody should have sex.”

 

“Well, they had to do something to come up with you,” Aiden pointed out.

 

“Okay, so they did it once,” Nolan conceded. “Can I ask you something personal?”

 

“Well, yeah, go for it. Why couldn’t you ask me a personal question?”

 

“I don’t want to mess up an awesome weekend.”

 

Aiden quickly tensed up, wondering what was on his boyfriend’s mind at the same time he was certain he knew what it was. “Well, we can’t be afraid to talk to each other. It won’t mess up our weekend, so ask me.”

 

“Do you still think about drinking?”

 

“I thought that’s what you were going to ask. And asking won’t mess up the weekend since you have a right to know. The answer is, yes, but not as much as I was for a while. I go to the Fourth Dimension meetings when I can. Talking to Sammy and Peter helps. I’ve been helping Grant who is doing really good but gets scared he’s going to slip, and that helps. He goes to some kind of drug counselor who helps him a lot, too. My dads help. And Marty is a ginormous help. You help me a lot.”

 

“Peter? You mean Peter the manager at the Steakhouse?”

 

“I mean Peter Astor. He’s like my father, who also helps me. They both used to be assholes and now they’re sober and pretty awesome guys to know. Oh, and speaking of my father, Drake has helped me a couple of times on the phone or in chat.”

 

“How do I help you?”

 

“By loving me and being my boyfriend, especially when I get the craving or I become an asshole. You don’t know how much you help. You’re helping me right now by reminding me I have to remember to tell you what’s going on with me. I’m not always good at that.”

 

“I love you, Aiden. You don’t know how much you mean to me.”

 

The two exchanged a long kiss and then Nolan changed the topic. “From what I’ve heard, Drake wants to fuck you bad. Do you think you’ll ever let him?”

 

“He’s fifteen and in high school and I’m twelve and in seventh grade. He’s like my stepbrother.”

 

“So? Chase is fourteen and your blood cousin and he’s fucked you and probably will again. So, answer my question. Would you let him do you if he asked?”

 

“If he asked really nice and you were okay with it, then maybe.”

 

“I’m okay with it and he’d better ask nice or I’ll kick his ass.”

 

“Check out my boner.” Aiden said it in a way that made it sound like Nolan had never seen him with a hardon before.

 

“It’s nice. Drake must really turn you on.”

 

“Not as much as you do.”

 

“Then I better do something about your horniness,” Nolan leered.

 

“I’ve wanted you in my ass all weekend.” 

 

“Then your wish is my command. And if your teenage boyfriend can fuck you and your teenage cousin can fuck you then your teenage brother should be able to fuck you too. Time for you to see what you can to about that. Maybe I can even watch.”

 

“My teenage boyfriend has a dirty mind.”

 

“Which your teenage boyfriend will now put to use,” Nolan said as he reached into Aiden’s top desk drawer for some lube.

 

Aiden lay on his back, slowly masturbating his four-inch cock. “I’m so ready.”

 

Nolan gave Aiden what became a deep, wet, tongue-battling, kiss. His left hand rubbed Aiden’s chest, moving from nipple to nipple, circling each before moving on. He then kissed one nipple and the other, moved up and kissed Aiden’s neck, before kissing down to his naval, which he licked and kissed and drooled on. Nolan then raised Aiden’s legs and spread them so he could lick his boyfriend’s pucker and push his tongue a wee bit inside.

 

“Shit, dude, that feels so good. You gotta fuck me before I cum just from making out with you.”

 

“Aiden, you know I don’t fuck you—I make love to you. And this is making love.”

 

“No, you make love to me until you fuck me, so now, fuck me, PLEASE!”

 

“Well, since you’re talking nice.”

 

Aiden moaned a surprisingly deep moan for a boy whose boy soprano had yet to start changing when the boyfriend he loved beyond imagining entered his ass. The rest was a blur for Aiden. He knew he moaned and squeaked and cursed and felt his boyfriend hammering him and his body bouncing on the bed and his cock erupting spontaneously and Nolan squirting in his ass and falling on top of him breathing hard and then kissing and telling Aiden how much he loved him.

 

“You’re laying right in my cum,” Aiden whispered.

 

“I know—I like it. I can’t wait until you shoot more.”

 

“You were the awesomest and I love you.”

 

The lovers rose from the bed, peed side-by-side, returned to bed, and wrapped around each other, reveling in the touch of their boyfriend’s body before falling into an untroubled sleep.

 

“I think somebody had some fun upstairs,” Phil chuckled. Aiden’s high-pitched squeal could be heard downstairs and across the house.

 

“Do we say anything about keeping the noise down?” Larry asked.

 

“How about we give them a freebie?”

 

“That’s a plan, but only if I can make you squeal like that.”

 

“I’ll squeal, but we’ll practice what we preach and keep the noise down.”

 

“That sounds like a challenge,” Larry smirked.

 

The two men managed to keep the noise level under control except for the one time Phil screeched. The boys were sound asleep by then and Phil managed to get away with his slip.

 

MONDAY, NOVEMBER 10

 

Monday was a day of recovery and of catching up on tasks not completed on Saturday and Sunday, like homework and chores. Ronnie’s parents picked him up at eleven and for the entire hour-and-a-half ride to Tacoma they listened to his ramblings about the great time he had. They didn’t regret a second of that time.

 

Larry drove Nolan home at noon. Aiden came along for the ride, of course. Somehow the two had found the time and energy to get each other turned on in bed before they got out of bed and then hump each other to a quick orgasm in the shower.

 

They rode in the middle seat of the Odyssey and held hands the entire way to Meadow Park. Their kiss in front of the Moyer house would have raised the eyebrows of any neighbor observing them. They probably wouldn’t see each other again until Thanksgiving weekend. Even though it was only two weeks away, it seemed like a lifetime to the two lovers and they wanted every second they could get with each other.

 

Nolan’s mother did see their kiss and decided it was time to have a talk with her son about keeping his affair with Aiden private and out of the neighbors’ view. Nolan looked interested, but pretty much tuned her out.

 

Alex Guerrero woke up with another hangover and with Duncan in his bed. He knew he and Duncan had sat in the basement together drinking vodka and coke, but he had no recollection of them getting undressed and sleeping together. The cum on his sheets told him that they did more than just sleep. He liked Duncan because Duncan was nice to him, but once again the boy he really wanted in his bed with him was Grant.

 

Three houses down the street, Grant awoke thinking of Lance and wondering if they might end up becoming boyfriends. While he didn’t think he was gay, Grant was aware enough to understand that having a boyfriend in middle school was no big deal. The girls would be waiting when they all got to high school. Grant could see that being sober could give him a boyfriend like Lance, instead of waking up in a pissed in bed with a lowlife like Alex. He really needed to get to Wednesday’s Fourth Dimension meeting so he could say how grateful and happy he was.

 

The twins were happy to hear that Emmett was a no show to the girlie slumber party. Tucker, the fifth grader, did show, however. They didn’t want to hear how The Brat kissed his dick and balls and how he licked her pussy. Lance was just happy that Emmett didn’t show at the party so he wouldn’t have to be the one licking her pussy. What surprised Lance and Lenny was how their sister talking about kissing and licking Tucker’s dick turned them on.

 

After finishing his homework, Aiden called Sammy to tell him he had a fun weekend and to share what Nolan had told him, which he had Nolan’s permission to do. He assured Sammy he would be at the Wednesday meeting. He chatted with Marty for about fifteen minutes. He enjoyed dinner and bonding time with his dads. The big moment for him was coming up with another Scrabble win.

 

“I think maybe playing Scrabble in the nude, frees my brain to think better,” Aiden said after the game ended.

 

“Maybe your Pop and I should try it,” Phil said.

 

“No! It only works for kids!”

 

The laughter of his dads was beautiful music for the twelve-year-old boy who had enjoyed his best weekend since his birthday.

 

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