Chapter 1
Swim Team and Knotted Strings

It was a long but rewarding afternoon. This day was finally here. My first day as a genuine, bonafide official lifeguard at the Y's indoor swimming pool. I had finally completed my six weeks training period and I no longer needed a chaperone to be holding my hand. Tonight was my first evening guarding the pool all by myself. Me, responsible for the entire pool. Pretty soon, all the rest of the building staff would be clocking out, leaving me basically alone and in charge of the entire building. They even gave me a key to lock up when I left. Not bad for a 17-year old teenager. Well, 17 and three quarters.

It was almost time for the local swim teams to start their practice so I had to clear the pool. Monday through Thursday from 5 to 7 pm they had the entire pool all to themselves. Today was Thursday, so that meant it was the 8 to 10-year old Tadpole's turn to have the pool. Not much of a challenge for me since their Coach would be keeping an eye on them a lot more than I would. This was my first time guarding a swim team and part of me was eagerly looking forward to it.

The front entrance to the building opened and through the side window I saw a line of boys with their tote bags walking in. They had their Tadpole jackets on since it was a little chilly out. They were typical boys, laughing and giggling. I tried to distract myself, but I became mesmerized just looking at their faces, their physiques, and just totally rating their overall attractiveness as they headed for the dressing room. I must've counted about 11 or 12 of them.

For a long time, I have been trying to deny to my own self that I was attracted more to little boys than I was attracted to girls my own age. I used to have a girlfriend before, but I came to realize that the only reason I liked hanging out with her was because of her little brother. I haven't even had my first sexual experience. That relationship didn't last very long.

I guess you could say I'm kind of naive about all this sex stuff. I feel so confused right now because the way I feel about boys is not a feeling I can just turn off. I keep trying to tell myself that this is just a phase and sooner or later, I'll go back to liking girls like every other guy. Not to sound like I'm bragging, but I wouldn't consider myself unattractive. I've had plenty of girls trying to flirt with me, telling me I'm in great shape, that I have a cute smile and that my ponytail made me look sexy.

I was shaken out of my reverie by the sound of boys trickling out of the dressing room right behind me. I turned around and took an involuntary gulp. A bunch of smooth, golden skinned little boys were walking out in their tight speedos crowding the area where I was standing. Instead of moving out of the way, I just froze and tried to look inconspicuous as I found myself studying their little nipples, their cute belly buttons, and trying to imagine what was creating those bulges underneath their speedos.

I'm not new to sexual impulses, but just being almost surrounded by a group of scantily clad lads with speedos so low that I could see some butt cracks was disturbingly arousing to me. When I started feeling the beginnings of an erection, I knew I had to snap myself out of it. I stood behind the dressing room privacy wall so they wouldn't see my growing problem.

I decided to assert my authority by giving my whistle a short burst. "Hey guys, you all need to sit on the bleachers until your Coach come out. Is he still in the dressing room?"

"SHE is coming out of the girl's dressing room right now," said one of the boys.

"All right Tadpoles. Quiet down!" She yelled as she blew her whistle. "We don't have that much time so in you go. Let's start off with a 200-meter warm-up."

Some typical grumbling from the boys ensued as they meandered their way to the side of the pool. "Aww come on, Coach." "That's eight laps." "She can't be serious."

"Hi. I'm Linda," she said to me as she extended her hand and displayed her pearly whites. She was kind of petite, maybe in her mid-20's with a cute pony tail sticking out from the back. It looked pretty much like my own pony tail, about 6" long. She was wearing a light blue one-piece swim suit that looked snug, but not overly tight.

"Hi Linda. I'm Alex. Nice to meet you," I replied as I shook her hand.

"Is this your first day? You're not here all by yourself, are you?"

I noticed she was looking at my name tag. I looked down and noticed I still had the 'In Training' sticker below my name. I gave her a sheepish smile as I immediately started peeling it off. "I've just completed my training so this is my first solo." I pointed at the group of boys, trying to change the subject. "You have quite a bunch over there."

"You have no idea. Most of them are pretty dedicated, but some can be a hand-full."

As if to highlight her point, in the corner of my eye I noticed that as one of the boys was getting ready to dive off the starting block, another boy right behind him was secretly grabbing the back of the boy's speedos. As the boy on the starting block dove in the pool, his speedos were partially pulled off as he fell awkwardly into the pool. At the same time, as the prankster tried to hold on to the boy's speedos, he too was pulled into the water. As expected, an eruption of laughter erupted.

The victimized boy came up with his face as red as a tomato. "ETHAN! YOU MOTHERFUCKER. I'M GONNA KICK YOU IN THE PUSSY, YOU DICKHEAD!" The boy yelled it so loud that it reverberated and echoed several times throughout the entire pool. Everyone stopped laughing and gave a collective gasp. All the boys turned around looking at the two boys, wide-eyed and mouths wide open. I myself was astonished, but at the same time a bit aroused by such language coming from such a young little boy.

"Ohh, he's toast." "They're both toast." "I can't believe he did that." "He's always dropping the 'F' bomb." The murmuring of the other boys started turning into a chorus until the Coach started blowing her whistle and blowing her top at the same time.

"Ehan! Mason! Out of the pool! NOW!" she snarled. "The rest of you have five seconds to start you laps. LET'S GO!"

Ethan, the prankster, rushed himself to the edge of the pool looking over his shoulder and noticed that Mason was right on his tail, grinning with intentions of sweet revenge. As Ethan quickly pulled himself out of the water, Mason tried to grab the back of Ethan's speedos, but missed.

Ethan literally started running towards the Coach where he knew he would be safe from Mason's wrath.

As my training kicked in, I instinctively started blowing my whistle. "No running!" Too late. I heard a yelp, a thud, and an OWWW! Ethan slipped and fell forward, landing on his hands and his right shoulder. The other boys were too busy swimming their laps to notice, except for Mason who was on the floor laughing his head off.

"That's what you get, you moth…" Mason stopped himself from saying the rest as the Coach glared at him waspily.

The Coach and I both rushed towards Ethan to see if he was okay. He was already getting himself up by the time we got there. "Ethan, are you hurt?" she asked with concern.

Ethan was trying to shake his fingers and slowly trying to move his right shoulder around. "I think I hurt my fingers and my right arm," he whined.

"You want me to call your mom so she can pick you up early?"

"No, that's fine. It's not that bad. I think I'll be all right"

As Mason stepped up, he was no longer laughing and surprisingly started showing a hint of concern for Ethan. "Hey bro. I… I'm sorry I laughed at you. You okay? Did you get hurt a lot?"

Ethan was still trying to move his fingers around with a pained look. "I just need to shake it off, that's all. Hey, I'm sorry I tried to pull your speedos off…" He paused. "… and failed," he said under his breath, trying not to laugh. He noticed the coach giving him a withering glare. "I… I mean…"

"QUIET!! All right, boys. I'm still mad at both of you so you'll both sit this one out for the rest of the practice. You'll sit at the bleachers and stay there until we're done."

Ethan gave her a pleading look. "Coach, can I start getting dressed? I can feel my right arm starting to swell up. Pleease?"

"Fine. As long as you come out as soon as you're done."

Immediately Mason jumped up. "Can I get dressed too, Coach?

"No sir. You go plant your little heiny on those bleachers until I say you can move."

As soon as the Coach turned around, I caught Mason tightening his lips and flipping her the bird with both hands while silently mouthing a 'Fuck you'.

That little imp. Ethan started snickering and quickly stifled himself when he noticed I was looking their way. He looked at me expectantly to see if I was going to say anything to Mason. I wasn't very experienced in handling these types of situations, so I tried giving Mason a stern look and ended up giving him a shake of my head with a half smirk. As Ethan started walking towards the dressing room, I gave Mason the 'I'm keeping my eyes on you' sign with my fingers pointing back and forth. He wrinkled his freckled nose and gave me a cute smile as he headed towards the bleachers. As the Coach was focused on her swimmers, I again found myself staring at both of their retreating bubble butts through their speedos and conjuring up all sorts of wild fantasies wondering what it would be like being alone with these two sumptuous boys. I love their speedo design. Coal-black with a blue ribbon narrowing down to their crotch area.

Mason had short dark brown hair with a typical boy's crew cut with bangs that partly covered his eyes. Oh, those eyes. They had a kind of exotic feel to them, as if he had some Egyptian blood in him. This made his smile even more sensuous. He was thin enough that I could see some of his ribs, but I didn't know how he compared with other boys in terms of body weight.

Ethan's hair was black with wavy curls at about shoulder length. He wasn't as thin as Mason, but looked to be about average weight. I was trying to think of a credible excuse to follow him into the dressing room, but couldn't think of anything. Besides, I was on duty. I so wanted to take notice of every single detail about their bodies, their faces, their personalities – everything. Just thinking about all this started getting me hard again.

This is so wrong. I need to snap myself out of this. I walked over to the bleachers and sat down trying to distract myself by keeping an eye on the swimmers.

The Coach was really working these boys. I knew she was trying to build up their endurance. "Let's go! Let's go! No stopping!" she yelled as she was passing by in front of where I was sitting. Without even realizing it, I started staring at the Coach's butt as she was walking away. And to my embarrassment, I saw that Mason had caught me starring.

He gave me this sensuous smile and to my astonishment, he started pantomiming the shapely curves of a woman with his hands. Then he opened his legs and started doing the 'jacking off' motions with one hand and with the other he made a 'V' on his mouth with his fingers and started making licking motions with his tongue. The expression on his face was one of sexual teasing.

Oh, my god. His sexual displays got me pumped up. He had a slight overbite which made his two front teeth stick out just a bit. My heart jumped with excitement. I squeezed my groin with my legs to try to get rid of my boner, but that felt so good that it just made it worse. I think Mason noticed my obvious discomfort when he stared at my groin area and started doing the 'I'm keeping my eyes on you' motions with his hands like I was doing it to him earlier. I gave him an embarrassed smile as I quickly put my arms over my now obvious erection. I was surprised and yet intrigued by his carefree attitude in front of what was supposed to be an authority figure such as myself.

He got up and walked over next to where I was sitting and sat down. He leaned back against the bench behind him with his legs slightly open. His closeness and posture both excited me and mortified me at the same time. Was it my imagination, or was his bulge a little more stretched than before? I tried to swallow without making it too obvious.

He turned to look at me. "Hey mister. Are you going to tell Coach what I was doing?" he asked trying to act all innocent.

I gave him a side glance. If I was going to get rid of this boner, I don't think it was a good idea for me to be looking in his direction at this moment. "I won't on two conditions. First, you'll have to promise me you won't tell her that I was staring at her behind. And second, you have to call me Alex. Deal?"

"Deal, Alex," he said excitedly. He started sliding his hand over a large crack on the wooden bleachers. "Have you been having any… wood problems lately?

I looked at him with raised eyebrows. He had a deviant smirk. Was he teasing me in a sexual manner? Oh god, he had that sexy smile again. I started wondering if he was teasing me about my boner that I was trying so hard to hide with little success. It couldn't be. He's too young. And if he is, this is completely inappropriate. But yet, I was intrigued. These sexual impulses would not go away. I decided to test my theory. I started feeling the same crack with my own hand.

"Yeah. Sometimes this wood can be a real handful," I deadpanned.

He started giggling and trying so hard not to laugh out loud lest he catch the attention of the Coach again. He had an infectious laugh. I wanted to learn more and keep him laughing so I pressed on.

"Yeah, this wood can get pretty hard sometimes. But I'm a jack of all trades and I know exactly how to soften it up."

By now I had the poor lad bending down trying to hold his laughter in. I thought he was going to pee himself. I can't believe he's catching on to such colorful metaphors. But after seeing his reaction, I knew that he was definitely teasing me and having fun doing it. I didn't want him to think I was some prude, so I decided to loosen up a little bit.

"That was good," he said pointing at me. I just gave him a thoughtful smile.

I noticed Ethan had stepped out of the dressing room and was talking with Linda. He was still in his speedos. They both started heading in my direction. Luckily by now, my 'wood' problem had deflated a little bit.

"Alex, could you do me a favor? Ethan is having trouble getting dressed because of his injuries to his arm and his fingers. Do you think you could help him out?"

My heart started pumping. I could hear my heart beating in my ears. I started thinking about the wonderful possibilities? Is it possible that I was going to have a moment alone with Ethan and maybe get a chance to see him naked? Not that I would touch him or anything. I don't want to get arrested. Then my heart sank. I was on duty and I couldn't leave my post.

"I'm sorry, Linda. I'd like to help, but I can't leave the pool unattended whenever there are people in the water. If anything happens, I'll be responsible."

She thought for a moment. "Well, one of the requirements for being a Swim Coach is having lifeguard training skills. I'm also a certified Water Safety Instructor through the Red Cross. And there's only 12 boys in the pool." She looked at Mason and Ethan. "Well, make that 10 boys in the pool. What do you say? If I need you, I'll come get you."

It was hard for me to break from my training. The angel on one shoulder kept saying 'Be rational. Stay', and the devil on my other shoulder was shouting 'Hey stupid! You may never get another chance like this'. Oh, fuck it, I thought as I surrendered to my impulses.

"Well, all right. Only if you're sure." I tried not to sound too eager, but I could hardly contain my excitement.

"Can I help too, Coach?" Mason wanted to join the party. I certainly would not have minded with the possibility of seeing both Ethan and Mason naked together.

"I don't think so, Mason," said the Coach with one raised eyebrow and a stern look. "I want Ethan to be able to get dressed without any further 'incidents'," she said with finger quotes.

As I was following Ethan into the dressing room, Mason was looking at us with a desperate look, as if he was really regretting not being able to follow us in. Then inspiration hit me. Without any further thought, I turned towards the Coach.

"Wait here Ethan. I'll be right back."

I walked over to Linda. "Excuse me, Coach. I just remembered that the Y has a policy that discourages us from being alone with one child in the dressing room whenever it can be avoided. I would feel more comfortable if there was a third person in the dressing room while I'm helping Ethan get dressed."

She nodded her head, catching on to what I was trying to say. "Yeah, I can see your point. Just try to keep them from strangling each other, would you?"

"You got it," I said with a thumbs up and a smile that I think was a little too wide. Yessss! I felt like punching the air with my fist as I walked towards the boys. How ironic that here I was using a rule meant to protect these boys to accomplish something quite the opposite of its intended purpose.

I was trying not to get my hopes up to high. It's very common for boys this age to shower with their trunks on and run into a restroom stall to change. But just thinking about Mason and his promiscuous behavior gave me a lot of hope and a lot of impulses.

"Mason! You're in." I waved for him to follow us into the dressing room.

"Bitchin'," he said with the widest smile as he grabbed his swim cap and goggles and jumped off the bleachers.

Ethan had already walked into the dressing room and let the door close behind him. As I was following Mason past the privacy wall to the dressing room, Mason suddenly pulled the back of his speedos down giving me a glimpse of his white butt and started shaking it at me playfully. Then he opened the door, gave me a wicked smile and rushed in. I tried opening the door but Mason was holding it shut.

"You can't come in until you give me the password," he said playfully. "I'll give you a hint. It starts with an 'F'."

An 'F'? What else could it be? I turned around to see if anyone was close by. "Fuck?" When he didn't respond, I repeated it a little louder. "Fuck?"

"Fuck WHO?" he answered.

By now I was really starting to like his style of playfulness. "Fuck you?"

"Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding. You may enter and claim your reward, Sir Alex."

I waited a few seconds to catch my breath fantasizing about what reward he was talking about.

When I walked in, I saw from my vantage point that Ethan was already in the shower. He still had his speedos on so I was a little disappointed, but not too surprised. It was a communal shower without any curtains or privacy stalls. There were three sprayers on one wall and three others on the opposite wall. Where was Mason?

As I gingerly stepped into the shower area, my heart stopped. Standing to my right under the sprayer opposite from where Ethan was stood a smiling Mason, completely naked. Not only was he naked, he also had a very prominent 3" circumcised boner and a glaring tan line. Since I had never had the pleasure of comparing little boy's boners, I didn't know if this was a typical size for his age. I couldn't take my eyes off his boner. I could feel my body going into overdrive. I could feel my heart pumping. My breathing started going faster. I started getting shaky. "I… (Gulp!)… I need to use the toilet," I said shakily. Was I getting some kind of anxiety attack?

When I went into the stall, I was trying to get a hold of myself. "Breath, breath," I whispered to myself as I tightened my eyes. Even though I was pretty sure I might see this, the power of this naked little boy was almost overwhelming for me. It's not that I had never seen a naked boy changing in the dressing room before. But it was always non-sexual from the point of view of the child. I always had to be careful not to stare too much while the little boys were naked. There were too many people around that would have noticed.

But this Mason fellow. Everything was sexual with him. I had never seen such debauchery from such a young beautiful boy, especially from a naked one. He seems to sense my sexual fascination with him. It's as if he gets aroused by watching me get aroused and enjoys witnessing my sexual angst. This was my first time ever seeing the boner of a naked boy that I'm pretty sure was meant for me. I no longer had any doubts about my orientation. I felt excitement as I examined my reaction at seeing horny naked boys in the shower. I didn't know if I was being rational or if I was just thinking with my dick. I wanted to see more. Time to claim my reward as Mason put it. Let's see what other wonders are waiting for me to explore with these boys before our time is up.

As I was walking back to the showers, I could hear Mason and Ethan talking low, mixed with some whispering and giggling. I stopped in the corner trying to listen in.

"…just pull them down."

"I tried. They won't come off."

"Maybe Alex can help you undo the knot. You should've seen the look on his face when he walked in. It's like he was walking into the girl's shower or something. He looked like he was gonna faint."

"Dude, I think he's digging on you."

"Dude, I think he's digging on both of us. He thinks I didn't notice but I saw how he was fucking you in the ass with his eyes as you were walking away."

Shit! Am I being that obvious? Maybe I should just walk out. What if they tell the coach or any of the other boys? I can get into serious shit. Then Ethan blurted out something completely unexpected that I never thought I'd hear from a guy.

"I think he's kind of hot."

Mason started laughing. "Alex? Are you fucking serious?"

"Hey, you're the one with the bonerection. Dude, when he comes in, see if you can get him to strip and shower naked with us. I want to see if he gets a boner."

"Trust me. He already has a boner. A big one."

"Well I wanna see it."

"I don't think he'll do it. Don't they have rules or something?"

"Just do it!"

"Fine. You want to see his boner? We'll give him the biggest boner of his entire life. But that means we'll have to do some lovey-dovey touching with him."

"Yeah?" Ethan asked with a tone of wonder.

"Yes! Are you in?"

"You think he'll wanna do some lovey-dovey touching with us too?"

"I hope so. I ain't got this bonerection for nothing." They both started laughing.

Breath…breath. What is happening here? A lot to digest. Are they gay or are these just curious boys exploring their sexuality with harmless experimentation? I kept going back to the 'lovey-dovey touching' part. God, I wanted that so badly. But I can get into serious trouble here. I can see tomorrow's headlines. 'Lifeguard Arrested For Molesting Boys At The Y'. But I'm not forcing them to do anything. They're the ones in the driver's seat. I'm just along for the ride. Aren't I? Shit! If I don't do this now, I'll never forgive myself.

I walked back to the restroom stall, flushed the toilet, and came back. I took off my shorts and tossed them on the wooden bench, leaving me in my own speedos. I confidently walked in and went to the sprayer next to Ethan. I wanted to have a clear view of Mason's nakedness from where I was standing.

And there he was. He was facing towards me with his hands clasped behind his neck. His eyes were closed with his head slightly back enjoying the warmth of the spray. I suspected his eyes were closed so that I could shamelessly drink in the nakedness of this Adonis of a boy. His belly button was flush with his tummy. His testicles were low hanging under his lustful vertical circumcised penis. His nipples were so hard they could cut glass. Then he turned around to let the spray fall on his face. He raised his arms trying to adjust the shower head, giving me a powerful wave of boy lust as I took in every aspect of his glistening butt cheeks and the way the water was trickling down. Based on what I overheard, I just knew he was putting on a show for me.

I felt a light touch on my arm. "Huh…?" I turned to look at Ethan. I realized he had been calling my name a couple of times. "I'm sorry, Ethan. (Gulp!) I…I wasn't trying to ignore you." Was my body still shaking with anxiety?

"That's okay," he said with a humorous smile. "Uhm…can you help me with my trunks? When I undid the string, I accidently made a knot. I tried to untangle it, but my fingers still hurt from when I slipped."

"Oh, of course. Can we see if you can pull them off without untying the string?"

"I can try." Ethan was able to pull them down just to below the base of his penis giving me a view of his V line right above his groin.

"Well, they're not coming off. Pull them back up. I'm going to pull the string outward so I can try to loosen the knot. Is that okay?"

"Uhm, that fine," he said a little nervously.

When I pulled the string, I got a peek of his penis and the edges of his testicles for the first time. I noticed he was uncut as his penis slowly started expanding. I could see the tip of his gland poking out a bit. His penis kept growing to a point where it sometimes touched my fingers as I was trying to loosen the knot. He gave a slight tremble but gave no indication that he wanted me to stop.

I looked sideways to my left and right in front of my face was Mason's penis with only half an erection. I looked up and saw that he was apparently curious to see how I was doing.

His face brightened. "Hey Alex, I can break off a tooth from my big comb. You want to try that to loosen it?"

"Uhm… yeah. Okay. Let's try that."

I saw him walking out towards his tote bag. I kept staring at the contours of his butt cheeks as they jiggled while he was walking away. Then the way his half erect penis swung left and right when he was walking back in. I had to take a deep breath and let it out slowly.

He handed me the broken comb tooth and it was having immediate results. The knot of his strings started loosening up enough for me to be able to untangle them.

"Mason, you are the MAN. Good thinking." I put up my hands and he gave me a double high five. He was beaming with delight from the compliment. "Ethan, do you still need help getting those off?" I pointed at his speedos.

"Oh, no. Thank you. I can get it now." He quickly turned around before he pulled his speedos down and tossed them aside with his toe.

I guess he was the shy one of this pair. "Ethan, how are your hands doing? Are you gonna need help with the soap?" I can't believe I just asked him that. It just came out. It was a daring request. I tried to sound as casual as I could.

Ethan turned and looked at me over his shoulder. "What? Oh, uhm…I guess. I…I mean…if you really want to. It doesn't matter to me." Good Lord, what am I getting myself into? He looked so hot with those cherub lips and his nervous smile.

I looked over at Mason who was back at the sprayer with the widest grin. He pointed at me, then at Ethan and then made his mouth into an "O" and started doing a blow-job simulation. I wanted to laugh out loud but just gave him a 'Stop it!' look.

"Hey Alex, it looks like your friend wants to come out." Mason pointed at my groin and I saw what he was talking about. My dick was so hard that the tip of it was poking out of the top of my speedos. "It's getting too crowded in there," he added.

I knew what he was trying to do. I remembered Ethan telling Mason how he wanted him to convince me to strip naked with them. If I do this, it will be the point of no return. I made my decision.

"Well, I don't think I'm going to be getting back into the water today. Would you boys mind if I take this off so I can get all the chlorine off?"

Both of them started answering at the same time.

"Go for it, dude." "Do it." "Might as well." "We won't tell."

(??)

We won't tell? Tell who? Tell what? What a weird comment. Were they trying to tell me that I could have my way with them and they would keep it a secret? I decided I wanted some reassurances.

"Hey guys? Yes, please don't tell anyone I'm doing this because I can get into really big trouble. I don't want anyone thinking wrong."

"Or thinking right," Mason added giving me a quick smile as he turned around. Or thinking right?? What the hell's going on? God, I hope this is going where I think it's going.

I hooked my speedos with my thumbs and pulled them down. I grabbed them and threw them towards the bench right outside the shower. I was looking at Ethan the whole time to see his reaction. He was trying to look at my 7" uncut erect penis without turning his head. His hands were clasped with his arms straight down. He was trying to be inconspicuous as he was using his arm to stimulate his hard erection. It seemed like he was as nervous from seeing me naked as I was at seeing Mason naked. I looked towards Mason and his penis was pointing straight up again. His eyes were not wide, but he had an intensive and reverent stare as he was looking at my hard-on as well. This was my first time ever stripping in front of anyone while sporting such a… bonerection as they put it.

I grabbed Ethan's soap and started lathering my hands. "Here I go," I told him softly in his ear. He started trembling a little. Fuck, I was trembling a little myself. I started massaging his shoulders trying to get him to relax a little bit. I started working his muscles with a gentle rotation of my hands. Such soft skin. I couldn't find a single deformity. Not a single blemish on his smooth skin. His body was perfectly shaped. Everything was in the right dimensions, as if he had been sculpted and suddenly came alive.

I started lathering his arms. He was still facing the wall, so I had to reach around him to start lathering his chest and stomach. I repeatedly rubbed my hands over his nipples area without making it seem too obvious. His nipples were hard and it seemed like every time my hands passed over them, I heard a slight exhale.

"Ethan? Would you like me to get everything for you? I asked shakily.

"Y…Yes, please." I think he knew exactly what I meant. His breathing started getting a little faster. I realized this was going to be my very first sexual encounter.

I grabbed the soap and started lathering my hands again. I knelt down on one knee. My hands were trembling a little as I started rubbing his butt cheeks in a circular motion with my fingers straight. Then I slowly started lathering them with my cupped hands and started squeezing and massaging them. I had never felt such strong urges. Then Ethan reached back with both hands and opened his butt cheeks giving me a glimpse of his delicious butt hole. I hesitated.

"You did say everything, right?" he said nervously.

I smiled. He was beginning to relax a little bit. "Yep. I did say everything," I repeated.

Through the corner of my eye, I noticed that Ethan had brought his wash cloth with him and hadn't said anything to me about using it. I took another big breath. So be it.

I started rubbing Ethan's butt hole and under his scrotum. I kept repeating the motions over and over and I didn't want to stop. I was trying to save the best for last. Or should I say 'Save the best for lust?' I chuckled at my own stupid joke.

"Okay, Ethan. You wanna turn around?"

He took a deep breath and without hesitation, turned completely around, almost slapping me in the face with his boner. Finally. The full frontal I had been waiting for. I was transfixed. Oh, what a sight. I… I can't do this. This is so wrong. I tried to look away, but I just couldn't. The sight of his V-line, his erect penis, his glistening golden skin – resistance is futile, I told myself as I thought of a certain cube from a popular science fiction show.

I decided to dive right in. No more hesitation. Still on one knee, I grabbed his hard penis with one hand and his testicles with the other. I heard a short gasp from Ethan. There was no mistaking my intentions any longer as I started masturbating him with one hand and massaging his testicles with the other. His penis was not yet fully developed, but it was just big enough to fit comfortably in my hands. His testicles were so silky and malleable.

Ethan was leaning against the wall with his hand clasped around his neck. His eyes were closed and his face had a look of pure ecstasy with his mouth slightly open, which just added to my arousal. How long has it been, anyways? How much time do I have left before the Coach comes looking for me? Then I relaxed when I heard her still yelling at the boys in the pool. I looked at my watch. Twenty minutes? We've been here only twenty minutes? Awesome.

Suddenly I jumped when I felt someone's hand on my shoulder. I turned around and saw Mason step back when he saw my reaction. He was holding his own soap in his hand. He stepped forward again looking down at me with a serious face. He hesitated, then he slightly raised his hand with the soap and gave me a 'come here' gesture.

Holy mother of…did he want to do what I think he wanted to do? I swallowed hard, I stood up and I turned around to face him so that I could test my theory. Mason lathered his hands with the soap, and took a hesitant step towards me, always looking directly into my eyes. Oh, those eyes. He started lathering my chest, passing his hands several times over my own nipples. Oh, what a sensation.

Then for the second time, I jumped again when I felt another set of hands on my shoulders. To my astonishment and my delight, I saw Ethan holding his soap looking at me with a goofy smile. As if on cue, both of them went straight to my privates. Ethan started lathering my butt and scrotum while Mason had a good grip on my engorged penis and balls. I thought about Ethan's fingers. Not as wounded as we were led to believe. I was in Never Never Land living out a fantasy beyond my wildest dreams. I was overwhelmed with sensations I had never thought possible. I had always entertained so many fantasies about how my first sexual experience was going to be like. How could I have ever missed the one about being seduced by two sex-crazed 10-year old horny boys in the shower?

I took some soap from my own body onto my hands and went straight to Mason's vertical penis. I cupped both his testicles and his penis in my hands and gently started rubbing them in a circular motion. Since Mason's testicles were low hanging, I was able to wrap my fingers around the base and gently rub downward repeatedly. I was hopelessly lost in a fog of primal lust as Mason was stroking my penis at the same time. I turned Mason around and bent slightly down until I was able to squeeze my throbbing penis between his legs, giving me a chance to start soft fucking him. Similarly, Mason turned Ethan around so he could rub his own penis against him.

"Oh God!" I suddenly gasped. I became delirious wondering how in the world it could be possible that these new sensations could be even more powerful than the ones before. The combination of soap and his silky butt cheeks effortlessly gliding and wrapping themselves around my…

"OOOOH FUUUCK!" I kept rubbing my penis against him as I felt the most powerful orgasm. I wanted to maximize the sensation as long I could. I wanted to milk it, I thought with a wry smile. I just held my position pressing against Mason as I waited for the juices to finish squirting out of me.

By this time, both boys were masturbating themselves and letting out short rapid gasps as they slowly and wondrously brought themselves to orgasm. Are they old enough to produce sperm? I couldn't tell because of the soap. I felt exhausted and exhilarated at the same time. I wanted to crash into my bed and instantly fall asleep. I noticed the boys felt about the same as we all started rinsing ourselves under the sprayers. My first sexual experience. OUR first sexual experience, I corrected. One for the history books. Well, my own private history books.

Both boys were across from me rinsing off. Even though my penis was sexually exhausted and flaccid, I still felt a sexual impulse from watching their naked bodies and the way the soap glided down, wrapping around their penis and down to their testicles and scrotum.

It was getting late. I considered myself extremely lucky that not one of the boys from the pool came in to pee. That would have been very awkward. I looked towards the boys. "Thank you, Mason for your reward." I looked at Ethan. "For both of your rewards." They both smiled. "Hey guys? Will you swear to God and hope to die that you won't say anything to anyone about this, ever?"

Both boys looked at each other then started shaking their heads no. "Nah," said Mason. We won't tell, ever. Besides, we did it to you as much as you did it to us."

"Thank you, guys," I said with a smile. "You can't even tell each other, okay?" They both laughed.

After I dried myself off, I put my shorts back on and waited for the boys to finish getting dressed. Both boys were more subdued and looked tired. Ethan was still having trouble with his fingers, so I helped him pull his jeans up and tightened his belt. He was able to do the rest. As I followed the boys out into the pool area, I noticed some moms and dads were already waiting on the bleachers to pick up their boys. The boy's practice session was already winding down with some of the boys already getting out of the pool. Linda was on the side talking to two ladies.

When the coach saw me coming out with the boys, she started walking towards me leaving the two ladies talking among themselves.

"Fuck," whispered Mason. "That's my mom."

"And that's my mom," whined Ethan.

"Alex! I hope the boys weren't too much of a handful."

"Handful? Ahh…" I stared at her stupidly with my mouth open until I snapped myself out of it. "Oh, no. They were perfect angels," I said with as serious a face as I could give her.

"Really?" She stared at the boys incredulously. "Ethan, I had to tell your mom about your little trip. How are your fingers and your arm?"

Ethan wiggled his fingers and shrugged his shoulders.

'Look, I wasn't going to say anything to your parents about your earlier incidents, but the rest of the boys are going to be singing like canaries. I thought it best to just let them know what happened. Needless to say, they were not very pleased. They have asked me to give out some kind of punishment of my own choosing for both of you. I really don't like doing this, so I'll let you boys give me suggestions on what your punishments should be."

"Five-hundred-meter freestyle?" offered Ethan.

"No, nothing like that. Besides, I don't think you boys are ready for 20 laps yet. What else?"

My head started spinning as an idea started coming together in my head. "Coach, may I make a suggestion?"

She looked at me with relief. "Yes, of course. Please,"

"This Sunday, it's my turn to come in and vacuum the pool when everything's closed. I can put these boys to work and at the same time they can learn some new skills. The whole process takes about 3 or 4 hours. It's completely safe and I'll handle all the chemicals."

Of course, this was a lie. The process only took 2 hours if I hurried. I just wanted to spend as much time as I could squeeze with my two new friends with benefits.

She thought for a second. "Yes…yes. I like it. Wait here so I can ask their moms."

I turned around to look at the boys. "Well? What do you guys think?"

Ethan had a kind of embarrassed smile. "I might make another knot just for you."

Mason was grinning from ear to ear. "Jack of all trades, huh? What else are you gonna be teaching us besides how to vacuum the pool?"

"I don't know, Mason. What else are you boys going to be teaching me?" I said playfully.

Mason looked at Ethan, opened his mouth into an 'O' and started making his blow-job motions turning his gaze to my groin. I took a deep breath as I reflected on what had just happened. Despite our age difference, I started contemplating the fact that Mason just might be more sexually mature than I was. Oh, the possibilities.

Chapter 2
Geronimos and Canon Balls

Alex finds himself alone again with the two boys. While Alex and the boys find some interesting activities to pass the time at the pool, the trio find themselves in the company of unexpected guests. We also find out some disturbing news from one of the boys.

Characters: Alex, 17 yo Lifeguard; Mason, 10 yo Swim Team Member; Ethan, 10 yo Swim Team Member; Sophia, 12 yo, Mason's Sister; Stephanie 11 yo, Sophia's Friend

I decided to come to the pool a couple of hours early. I told the boys' moms that they could drop them off at around 10:00 am. This would give me time to vacuum most of the pool before they arrived.

I decided to leave a small portion of the pool untouched so that the boys could at least learn the basics of how to operate the machine and have some practice time with the pool vacuum. I wanted them to have a credible reply when their moms and their coach asked them what they learned from their punishment duties.

Of course, the real reason was so that I could spend a couple of hours engaging in all sorts of debauchery with my two young friends. Just thinking about what happened last Thursday and about all the possibilities for what could happen today was very distracting. The thought of spending two, maybe three whole hours with the boys alone in the entire building, having the whole pool to ourselves to do whatever we wanted had me daydreaming again. I heard some loud knocking at the door. I grabbed my keys to unlock it and saw that Ethan was standing outside. After I opened the door, I saw Ethan's mom waving bye as she was driving off. I waved back.

Right away I noticed something was wrong. Ethan stormed in with his head down without saying a word. I noticed a bruise on his left cheek that wasn't there the last time I saw him.

"Hey Ethan. What's wrong?" I asked gently.

"I don't want to talk about it," he said in a low voice.

"What happened to your face?"

"I said I don't want to talk about it, okay?" He was quite upset.

"Oh, uhm, okay." I didn't know what to do or what to say. Obviously, something was terribly wrong. The awkward silence was broken by some more knocking at the door. That must be Mason, I thought with relief. I quickly walked over to open the door. Mason and his mom were standing outside. Mason looked very contrite holding his duffel bag, but I could tell from the look on his face that he had a lot of suppressed excitement and couldn't wait to get inside.

"Hi. Are you Alex?"

"Yes ma'am."

"What time should I pick him up?" his mom asked politely.

"I'd say in about three hours. I just got here myself," I lied.

"All right, well I put some snacks in Mason's bag for all of you in case you boys get hungry. Mason, call me when you're about done. And behave."

"Yes, mom," he said rolling his eyes.

"Nice to meet you, Alex."

"Nice to meet you too, ma'am," I replied as I followed Mason inside and locked the door.

Before we went through the adjacent door leading to the pool, Mason hesitated as he noticed Ethan sitting on the bleachers with his head down. Mason looked at me with questioning eyes as I was locking the door. I raised my shoulders a little and shook my head letting him know I had no idea.

As we both walked in, Mason headed straight for Ethan.

"Hey." Ethan didn't answer. He noticed the bruise on Ethan's face. He tried to move his curls out of the way to get a better look, but Ethan just moved his head away.

"You dad?" he asked with concern.

Ethan just nodded his head still looking down.

Mason looked at me with fury in his eyes. "That… fucking… asshole!" he seethed emphasizing every word.

So that's what's going on. I went over to sit next to Ethan. My heart was just aching for him. His shoulders started shaking as he lowered his head even more and began to sob silently.

"Every time he starts drinking, he's always yelling at me and cussing at me and I'm not even doing anything and mom's too scared to tell him to stop." He began to cry louder. "And then he hits me for no reason."

Both Mason and I already had tears in our eyes. We started rubbing his back trying to comfort him. Then Ethan turned to me and buried his head on my chest, hugging me hard as he kept on crying. I just wrapped my arms around him and held him for a while stroking his curly hair.

"I'm so sorry, Ethan. Shhh…you're safe here, buddy. What can I do to help?" I asked him gently.

He looked up at me, his tears coming down, with the saddest puppy eyes. "Can you adopt me?" he asked with half a smile.

I was glad to see he was starting to calm down. "I'll tell you what. I'll adopt you for today, okay?"

Ethan nodded and sat up slowly. He gave me a weak smile while wiping his tears with the back of his hand. I tried changing the subject to get his mind off his problems.

"So, how are your fingers doing? Do they still hurt?"

Ethan started wiggling his fingers with a pained look on his face. "Yeah, the boners in my…" He closed his eyes. "The bones! …the bones in my fingers are still swollen. I mean, they're still sore." He looked exasperated.

My shoulders started shaking as I was silently trying to hold my laughter in. I looked at Mason and noticed he was in the same dilemma. We sounded like two kids in a classroom trying so hard, but failing to hold our laughter from the mean teacher. Mason couldn't help himself.

"The 'boners' in your fingers are still 'swollen'?" Mason chuckled with raised eyebrows. "Really?"

Ethan looked at Mason, then he looked at me. He started snickering, and before we knew it, all three of us burst out laughing really hard.

Ahh, yes. The sound of laughing boys. I missed that. I was glad he was feeling better.

"I'm sorry guys. I didn't mean to spoil the party," Ethan said still wiping his eyes. He looked around. "So, what do you want us to do, Alex?"

For the next half hour, I showed the boys how to set up the vacuum, how to operate it, and how to properly shut it down. I gave them each some hands-on experience. There will be plenty more 'hands-on' later on, I thought mischievously.

"All right, boys. Good job. Are you ready to have some fun?"

"Yes!" they both shouted.

"What? I can't hear you."

"YEEES!"

"All right. What do you guys want to do first?" I asked hopefully.

"Can we go skinny dipping?" asked Mason excitedly.

I gave myself a Grinch smile. But of course, my little darlings. I started getting that wonderful feeling of getting hard.

"You okay with that, Ethan?"

He answered me by pulling down his shorts, sporting his uncut bonerection with his penis jutting out from under his shirt. With a big smile, he pulled off his t-shirt and just stood there giving me a seductive pose flexing his arm muscles with one leg slightly in front of the other. He held that for a few seconds, then he raised his arms in the air and slowly rotated his body around like a ballerina. He held that pose for a bit, shifting his weight from one leg to another giving me a provocative look at his gorgeous and perfectly shaped bubble butt in all its sumptuous forms. I just stared back at him very appreciatively not noticing that I was biting my lower lip.

"GERONIMO!" Ethan shouted as he turned around and jumped in.

Mason gave me a similar grin as he also started stripping naked. His cut penis looked like an almost vertical tiny missile getting ready for launch. He had seen Ethan's little performance, so he wanted to make his own little show. He started doing some stretches. He began stretching each of his legs with his hands against the wall. Then he started touching his toes with his hands with his little cute butt facing towards me. His legs were slightly apart giving me a prominent look at his butt hole every time he bent down. Then he lay down on his back to do some sit-ups. Apparently, he didn't want to be outdone by Ethan's performance.

"Alex, hold my feet."

By now, my shorts had transformed themselves into a big tent. I was in full arousal as I held Mason's feet with a full view of this boy-god's goodies and the way his testicles contracted with every exertion.

The power of their nakedness was still very strong for me, especially from all of these new angles and positions that I had never seen before. How far will they go? How far will I go? These feelings were almost as strong as when I saw Mason naked for the very first time. Man, I hope these feelings never go away. I hadn't even noticed that Mason had already gotten himself up.

"CANON BALL!" Mason yelled as he jumped in making a big splash.

"Come on, Alex! Get in," shouted Ethan.

"All right. All right. I'm coming," I shouted as I started bringing down the vertical blinds of the windows. We can't have anyone peeking into our little naked adventure.

As I was taking off my shirt and pulling down my shorts and speedos, I noticed Ethan was at the side of the pool resting his chin on his arms and was looking straight at me with a puppy-love look on his eyes. When he noticed my rock-hard penis, he became completely transfixed giving me a lustful stare. I felt a bit self-conscious as I was walking towards him. As I stood on the edge of the pool ready to jump in, he was staring directly up at my balls.

"Here I go," I said as I dove into the pool over his head.

As soon as I came up, Ethan swam up from behind and wrapped his arms around my neck and straddled me with his legs. "Hey Alex, are you going to help me with the soap again?" he whispered in my ear as his right foot was massaging my balls. I gave an involuntary gasp as my eyeballs rolled up to my head from this new erotic sensation.

Then I saw Mason gliding under the water towards me. I marveled at the sight of his naked body rippling under the clear water. When he came up and saw Ethan straddling me from behind, he came up to me and wrapped his arms around my chest. Instead of Mason trying to straddle me with his legs, he placed his hard penis just above mine to where my dick was resting right on his scrotum in between his legs. Then Mason squeezed his legs tight and slowly started crisscrossing his legs. He was actually masturbating me with his thighs. He was looking at me with those exotic eyes and his crooked smile. These exciting new thrills sent chills throughout my whole body. By this time, Ethan had un-straddled me and let his legs hang loose behind me. He was still hanging on to me resting his head on my shoulder and slowly rubbing both thumbs on my hardenig nipples.

How in the world is it possible that these boys know more than I do the manner in which my body will respond with the most erotic sensations? I closed my eyes and just lived in this moment of ecstasy while massaging Mason's silky butt cheeks with my hands. Mason paused and opened his legs, inviting my hand to probe further to his ball sack. I was trying to remember every single sensation, every single detail, the sound of their breathing in my ears, the smell of their bodies mixed with chlorine. Mmm… I don't want this day to end.

Then Mason pulled himself away and let himself drop. "Let's play Marco Polo," he yelled as if nothing just happened.

Then Ethan also let himself drop. "Nah, the pool's too big."

I took a deep breath and swallowed hard trying to recover myself. I lowered my head under water and grabbed my bone-hard penis and gave it a few strokes. Then I suddenly stopped, realizing that it just wouldn't do to have an orgasm in the water of a public pool.

When I came up, Ethan was swimming towards me. "Alex, give me a shoulder ride."

"Fucker! You beat me to it," yelled Mason.

"Ha ha. You're gonna have to wait," Ethan teased.

These boys sure knew how to bring out the child in me. "All right. I'll go underwater so you can get on." As I sank my body, I felt Ethan's legs wrap themselves around my neck. When I brought us back up, I noticed Mason was out of the pool playing with a small broom I had in the corner. He placed it between his legs with the pole sticking out in front and started making the lightsaber sounds from Star Wars as he was gyrating the pole back and forth.

"Voom, voom, voom."

Ethan and I were close enough so that Ethan was able to grab the end of the pole pulling Mason a little towards us. Then Ethan started masturbating the pole with his other hand and opening his mouth as if he was giving him a blow job. Mason started making feminine moaning sounds of a girl in the throes of sexual pleasure. We all started laughing as Ethan let go of the pole.

Mason noticed something through the window of my office. "Alex, is that a beach ball in your office? Can we play with it?"

"Oh yeah. I forgot about that. It's unlocked. Just go in there and get it."

Mason and Ethan, who was still on my shoulder, started playing catch with the ball. In the meantime, I was registering this new sensation of feeling Ethan's dick and balls on the back of my neck. It was also getting all sorts of impulses from watching Mason's erect penis bouncing back and forth as he was catching and throwing the ball. I also made sure to focus on Mason's voluptuous butt as it jiggled as he was chasing the ball and another peek at his tiny butt hole while bending down to pick it up.

When Mason threw the ball back to Ethan, he missed and fell backwards into the water trying to catch the ball. Mason immediately dove into the pool and reached the ball before Ethan could get it. Mason and I started playing keep-away throwing the ball back and forth while preventing Ethan from catching it. When Mason threw the ball to me, it went too high and landed in the corner of the office and the window partition.

As Ethan rushed to get out of the pool to go after the ball, I was right behind him. We both ran towards the ball but he grabbed it first. I went behind him and wrapped my arms around him trying to pull the ball out of his hands. Then I felt Ethan freeze.

"Aaaaah!" Ethan yelled as he ran behind me. My heart froze as I saw two young girls looking through the window of the outside entrance and through the window of the adjacent partition leading into the pool. Oh, shit! I quickly covered my balls with my hands and ran out of view to stand against the wall, leaving Ethan with a deer-in-the-headlights look on his face, holding the ball in front of him.

"Ethan! ETHAN!" I shouted trying not to sound too loud. He looked at me. I started waving my hands to come towards me. He rushed to grab his shorts and then came to stand next to me.

"What?" asked Mason, not knowing what was going on.

"Dude, it's Sophia," whispered Ethan.

"My sister?

"How many Sophia's do you know," he asked all exasperated raising his arms.

"She's with Stephanie and I think they saw us," he added.

Shit! Party's over. How am I going to handle this? Well, I guess I better start by putting back my shorts and my shirt.

Mason had already pulled his shorts up and was heading towards the door. The inner door was unlocked, so he was able to walk to the entrance. He made a 'what?' gesture with his arms.

"What are you doing here?" he yelled through the window.

"Open this door," she demanded.

"Go away!"

"Mason, you open this door, or I swear." she yelled as she crossed her arms.

Mason looked at me all dejected. "You better open the door, Alex. I'm really sorry about this."

"Not your fault, Mason. This is on me," I said as I unlocked the door and stepped back to let Mason do all the talking.

Mason opened the door and waited for his sister to start talking.

"Well?" she asked.

"Well, what?"

"We saw Ethan and… pony tail naked in there," she responded looking towards me. "What's going on?"

"Nothing. Just go away," he whined.

"What do you think mom's going to say when she finds out?"

"Sophie, come on. I've covered for you many times. You owe me."

Stephanie made a 'come here' gesture with her hands to Sophia. She started whispering in her ear.

Sophia came back to Mason. "All right, we won't tell. Just let us in for a short while. Pleease."

Mason looked at me with a questioning look. I was kind of afraid of what they would do if I said no. I gave him a short nod.

"How long is a short while?" Mason asked.

Sophie thought for a second. "Less than an hour?"

"AN HOUR?? No way. Thirty minutes," he told her pointedly.

"Forty-five minutes?" she countered.

"Thirty minutes," he repeated with gritted teeth and a withering stare.

"Fine. Thirty minutes."

As the girls were walking in, they each stepped right in front of me to introduce themselves.

"Hi, I'm Sophie," She smiled and extended her hand, regarding me with an up and down look with her eyes.

"Hi Sophie. I'm Alex. Nice to meet you." I gave her a curt smile while I shook her hand.

"And I'm Stephanie. It's very nice to meet you." She emphasized the word 'very' as she too started shaking my hand before I had a chance to introduce myself back to her. She had a bubbly character which kind of made me like her instantly.

"Hi Stephanie. I'm Alex."

"Yes, I heard," she said with a coquettish smile.

Mason started rolling his eyes with a disgusted look and walked up to me with a mocking expression.

"Alex, da'ling. My heart just flutters and my fingers just tingle in finally making your acquaintance," he joked in a strong Southern feminine drawl, batting his eyelashes and placing the back of his hand in front of me for me to kiss it.

I played along in a deeper voice. "Why, the pleasure is all mine, madam. Please allow me the enjoyment of smooching your delicate and delightful hand," I responded with the same accent, kissing his hand with a dramatic pop. We both started laughing as we all walked inside.

"I didn't sound like that," Stephanie complained to Mason in a low voice.

Mason puckered his lips and started making repeated kissing sounds towards her. She just pushed him away trying not to laugh.

As soon as we were all inside, I noticed everyone was looking at me expectantly, except for Ethan, who looked kind of annoyed.

"So, what do you all want to do for the next thirty minutes?" I asked them.

"Well…" began one of the girls staring at my crotch.

Chapter 3
Dirty Slots and Full Throttle

The trio's new guest introduces the boys to a phone app game that is definitely not intended for children.

Characters: Alex, 17 yo Lifeguard; Mason, 10 yo Swim Team Member; Ethan, 10 yo Swim Team Member; Sophia, 12 yo, Mason's Sister; Stephanie 11 yo, Sophia's Friend

"Well…," began Stephanie with her hands on her hips wearing a big smile. "You could go back to… whatever you were doing before we so rudely interrupted you," she said hopefully.

"Hell no. I ain't gonna strip in front of Sophie," countered Mason.

"Well just keep your shorts on, then," offered Sophie.

"I'm out," said Ethan as he walked over to sit on the bleachers.

Both girls turned to look directly at me.

"Don't look at me, girls."

Stephanie went to sit next to Mason, apparently not giving up yet. Then they both got up and started walking around the pool as they were conversing with each other.

For the next few minutes, Sophie was making great efforts to start a conversation with Ethan. Apparently, Ethan was making even more efforts to get her to leave him alone. When she came over to me, she didn't have that much luck either. Poor Sophie. I was trying hard not to be rude, but I resented the fact that they were there. I felt like I was losing precious time from being alone with the boys. I just wanted the time to pass quickly so they would leave and we could continue our little naked excursion.

As the awkward silence started to get uncomfortable, I heard Mason and Stephanie laughing out loud as they started horsing around with each other from the other side of the pool.

"Well at least someone's having fun around here." Sophie made a silent scowl. "Alex, I'm taking off. Could you tell Steph to call me when she leaves?"

"Oh, sure. Let me unlock the door for you." I felt like asking her why she wasn't taking Stephanie with her, but I guess I can bring it up once the thirty minutes have passed. Mason seems to be having some fun with her at least.

As I was locking the door, Mason and Stephanie were walking around the corner of the pool heading towards us. Stephanie stopped and was showing something to Mason on her cell phone. Mason's eyes went wide as they both started giggling. I could barely hear some of the things they were saying.

"… last time at… party…" "I will, but… Alex and Ethan?… want to play too?" "… have a feeling… like it… convince them."

Then they started walking towards us. Stephanie started looking around the pool. "Where's Sophie?"

"She decided to leave. She said for you to call her whenever you're done here."

"What's the matter?" asked Mason. "Was she pissed because she couldn't get fucked by you or Ethan?"

"Mason!" I admonished with a laugh.

"JK. LOL. JK," he said casually.

Stephanie jabbed Mason with her elbow. "Aren't you gonna ask them?"

"Oh, yeah. Hey, you guys wanna play a game? A dirty game?" he asked with a wicked smile.

Suddenly, I started looking at Stephanie in a new light. I started wondering how she would look naked and how I would react to it. I was so preoccupied thinking about little naked boys that I never even considered what it would be like seeing a little naked girl too. Sure, I've seen naked ladies of legal age from some of my friend's magazines, but I've never seen a naked little girl before. And me, possibly having to expose myself in front of her felt oddly exciting? Never done that either.

I started taking stock of her characteristics. She looked to be between 10 and 12 years old. Her hair was a straight whitish blonde. It was cut very short and combed to the side, but it was still very voluminous. If she had been wearing a cap, I might have mistaken her for a boy. Her eyes were a light hazel and her face made her look like she was from some kind of Elvin realm. Having pointed ears would have completed the resemblance. She looked pretty confident for someone of her age.

Maybe this wasn't going to be a waste of time after all. Maybe it was good that Sophie decided to leave. If she hadn't, Mason would have been too embarrassed to play this dirty game he was so excited about in front of his sister. All this went through my head in a matter of seconds.

"Are we talking about 'nasty dirty', Stephanie?"

"No Alex, we're talking about slip-sliding in the mud dirty," Mason said sarcastically.

I continued the banter. "Well, then. I better get out the hose."

"You can call me Steph. And yes, we're talking about 'nasty dirty'," she said with a side smile.

"Come on. You wanna play?" Mason asked pleadingly.

"I'm in. How about you, Ethan?"

"What kind of game is it," Ethan asked curiously.

Steph lifted her phone so we could see the screen. "It's called Dirty Slots. I downloaded the app a few days ago. It's like the slot machines at the casinos. The difference is that when you pull the lever, instead of rolling fruits, it rolls words. The first slot will have random actions, the second one will have random body parts, and the third one will have how many seconds. So, we get into partners. We each take turns pulling the lever. Whatever the slots say to do, the partner has to do it to the one pulling the lever. For example. If I pull the lever and it says 'kiss… mouth…10 sec', then Mason has to kiss me for ten seconds. Get it?"

"That's it?" asked Ethan. "What's so dirty about that?"

Mason put his hand on his shoulder. "Dude, the second word could easily have been 'dick', or 'pussy'."

"Genitals," corrected Steph with a smile.

"Oooh," exclaimed Ethan raising his eyebrows with a slight blush. "But there are three guys and one…"

"That's okay. No one's gonna force you to do something you don't want to." Steph continued with her instructions. "The machine may display more than the three slots for more specific actions. It also will randomly display instructions to switch partners."

Mason put his arm around Ethan's shoulders giving him a light squeeze. "Hey," he whispered. "I'll make sure you get Alex so I can get Steph. Okay? Are you in?"

"Why not? He smiled.

"Okay." Steph started rubbing her hands together. "We'll start off with Mason and me, and Alex with Ethan. Cool?"

Suddenly I felt too exposed. "You know what? Why don't we do this in the weight room. It's more private than here and it doesn't have any windows."

As I led the group to the weight room, I started feeling a slight shake of anxiety again. Not only was I going to be seeing the boys naked again, not only was I going to see a young girl naked for the first time, I was going to see all of them naked together. At the same time. Could things possibly get any better than this? I had a feeling that this was just the tip of the ice burg.

"This thing has three settings. Light Action, Medium Action, or Full Throttle? Where do you boys want to start?"

"Light Action," said Ethan.

"Full Throttle!" shouted Mason.

"Medium Action it is." Steph raised one eyebrow as she made the selection on her phone.

"Okay, I'll start. We'll go crisscross. Alex, you'll go next, then Mason, then Ethan." Steph pulled up her phone and activated the lever. We all got closer to see. We heard the usual sound effects as the slots started to wind down.

Touch… Genitals U… 15sec

"Genitals U?" asked Mason.

Steph had an excited smile. "If it has a 'U', it means under clothing. If it has an 'O', it means over clothing."

Mason matched Steph's smile. Steph put her arms down and her head slightly backward.

"Go for it," she said dramatically as she closed her eyes.

Mason looked down at her jeans with anticipation. With his right hand, he lifted her blouse, then placed his left hand flat on her stomach right over the top of her jeans. I saw that she had an innie belly button. Mason looked up at her to see if she was still okay with this. Then he looked down and concentrated on his task. As he started sliding his hand in, he stopped. He started pushing a little harder and couldn't get his entire hand through.

"It's too tight."

"Well I guess you'll have to unbutton it," she said coyly.

Without hesitation, Mason undid her belt, started to unbutton her jeans and slowly pulled down her zipper. I could barely see her powder blue panties. Then, biting his lower lip, he slowly started inserting his hand down her panties. By now, both Steph and Mason were breathing a little harder. I could see the shape of Mason's hand as it went all the way down. Steph gave a short gasp and swallowed hard as she started counting slowly in a low voice. She opened her eyes and closed them back again.

"One… two… three… four…" When she got to 15 seconds, Mason dutifully started sliding his hand out while still making full contact. Before he pulled it all the way out, he used his hand to expand her panties outward to take a peek at her slit before letting them snap back. He looked up at her with the widest grin. Steph smiled back, trying to compose herself.

She handed me the phone. "You're up," she said. Yup, I certainly am 'up'. I pulled the lever. Everyone closed in to watch.

Expose… genitals… 20sec

Everyone looked at me and smiled.

"Yesss!" Steph whispered loudly. "Do it slowly, Ethan."

Showing my 7' boner to a little girl had never been part of today's plan. I was a little hesitant, but yet a little excited at exposing myself like this. Anticipating the look on Steph's face just added to my excitement. And I couldn't get into any more trouble by doing this than with what I've done with the boys already. If I get caught, I get caught.

"Hey Alex?" Steph gave me an embarrassed look. I noticed she was breathing a little faster. "Uhm… can you do me a favor? Could you take your hair clip off and let your hair loose?"

"Yeah. Okay, sure." I reached back and pulled my hair clip off of my light brown hair and let it drop. She came up to me and started arranging my hair so that some of it hanged in front of my shoulders. She smiled seductively as she stepped back. Ethan was eagerly regarding my loose hair for the first time.

I looked at Ethan and wasn't surprised at his excitement. I smiled at him and gave him a short nod.

With both hands, he first pulled down my shorts, exposing a very tented speedos. Then he started untying the strings of my speedos. Starting from the left side, he grabbed the bottom strap of the cloth with his fingers and pulled it slightly down just barely enough to see the corner of my pubes. Then he went over to the right and did the same thing. He started to alternate pulling each side just a little more downward, relishing every moment. My dick was so hard that it was hooked to the speedos, making it the last thing to be exposed. Ethan slowly pulled my speedos outward to unhook my penis and slowly kneeled, pulling them all the way down to my feet. He noticed my hair clip on the floor nearby and slowly reached over and picked it up.

I took a deep breath and focused on Stephani's expression. As I anticipated, Stephani's eyes went wide staring at what was probably her first glimpse of an adult's erect penis. I found myself experiencing great pleasure at witnessing the expression on her face. She had a look of strong sexual desire as her eyes were hungrily absorbing the sight of my big boner.

Ethan's expression wasn't too far off either. Even though he had already seen me naked, he had never seen me naked with my hair loose, which I think turned him on ever more. He kept himself kneeled and was looking upward at my balls. I obliged him by parting my legs a little bit.

Mason whispered in Steph's ear. "What did I tell you?"

"Isn't someone supposed to be counting?" I asked.

"Oh, yeah," Steph said still transfixed. No one bothered to start counting.

"All right, I think it's past 20 seconds." I pulled up my speedos and then my shorts. "Mason, your turn."

Mason grabbed the phone and activated the lever right away.

Rub Nipples U… Massage Genitals O… 10 sec

Steph looked excited and disappointed at the same time.

"You can do under on both of them," Mason offered.

"Yeah?"

He gave her that seductive smile of his. Nobody objected.

She walked up to Mason. She was a little taller than him, but not by much. She lifted his shirt upwards and started slowly sucking on his nipples. First one, then the other.

"I thought it said 'rub' nipples, but… okay," Mason said distractedly, letting his bangs partially cover his eyes.

Then with her other hand, she started sliding it under his speedos and started caressing his balls and penis in circular motions, up and down, and using her fingers to just massage his testicles.

Mason started moaning and was trying to say something through his gasping breaths. "My… hmm… my heart just… flutters… (Gasp)…and my penis… just tingles (Gulp)… at finally making your… acquaintance." He put his head back in sexual pleasure.

Steph started giggling as she recalled the little skit Mason and I played after she and Sophie introduced themselves as they were allowed to come inside.

"Why, the pleasure is all mine," she concluded the line in a most feminine voice as she moved to another one of his nipples. She was having a very hard time sucking his nipple and trying to keep her laughter under control. They both came to a point where they just lost it and burst out laughing. They were laughing so hard that Ethan and I couldn't help ourselves and joined in.

"My turn," said Ethan after we all wiped our tears of laughter. He grabbed the phone and pulled the lever.

Massage Butt U… French Kiss… 30sec

Ethan lowered his head a little and looked up at me with a shy smile. I looked over at Mason and he had quite the expression. I was fascinated by the volumes of information he could convey with the way he was looking at me. His face was saying 'I know how he feels about you. This will be a special moment for him. Let's do what we can to help him forget all the pain he's going through with his father. At least for right now.' Mason gave me a weak smile and slightly nodded his head.

I looked at Ethan again and saw the edge of his bruised cheek under his long wavy hair. Tears of laughter almost turned into tears of sadness. Truth be told, this was going to be a special moment for me too. I remembered the not too many kisses from my very temporary girlfriend that I had very much not enjoyed. I think we're both going to enjoy this one.

I walked over to Ethan, lifted his chin with my hand, and gently pushed his hair away from his eyes. "Don't ever hide this beautiful face again." I cupped my hands on his cheeks, making sure not to touch his bruise. As I bent my head down, we locked our eyes on each other. I tilted my head sideways and slowly brought my lips to his. We both closed our eyes, but not all the way. I gently started probing with my tongue. He opened his eyes and then closed them again. He started doing some probing of his own. First, he started poking my tongue with his, letting me do all the motions. Then he slowly started moving it more freely around my mouth.

I slowly pulled my hands away from his cheeks and inserted them underneath the back of his shorts and speedos. I started massaging his silky butt in circular motions, squeezing them, pulling his butt cheeks upward, and using one of my fingers to probe for his tiny hole.

He started making muffled sounds through our lip lock as our kissing became even more passionate. Instinctively, I started pressing my hard penis against his stomach through our clothing. Then I started to slowly pull away, but Ethan grabbed the back of my head with his hand and pulled me back to him for a few more seconds of kissing. Then it was over. We kept our eyes on each other as we slowly pulled away, swallowing hard, waiting for our breathing to come back to normal.

Steph was staring at us in awe with an expression of adulation. "That was so romantic," she said almost whispering.

"Woe," Mason started. "I don't think anyone counted the seconds on that one. Dudes, that was some serious overtime," he added reverently. "Not bad." He gave me another nod, as if saying thank you for doing this for my friend. I smiled and nodded back, realizing for the first time just how special it really was for me.

Steph snapped us out of our reverie. "All right, guys. Who's ready to go full throttle?"

"I'm almost afraid to ask. What does that include?" I asked with some interest.

"A lot more than this. Look, if any of us gets something that we feel is too intense, we'll have the option of going again. How's that?"

"All right," we all said curiously.

Steph started making some selections on her phone. She had a surprised look on her face.

"Uhm, guys? I'm not making this up." She quickly showed us her phone, then started reading from it. "While in the Full Throttle mode, it is recommended that all parties remove all articles of clothing. Not only will this avoid unnecessary delays, it will also maximize the enjoyment factor for all. Switch partners now."

We all had different expressions on our faces. Incredulous, confused, excited, and seductive.

"Articles of clothing?" asked Ethan.

"We have to strip totally naked. The bare necessities. Totally nude, dude." Mason exclaimed with a wide smile as he stared at Steph.

We all started looking at each other to see if anyone would object. No one did. Then we all started smiling at each other wondering who was going to start stripping first.

I decided to be a little assertive. "Steph, why don't you take off your shoes and socks? Then we'll all take off the same piece of clothing at the same time."

She smiled as she started slipping her shoes and socks off. Then we all pulled our shirts off. We looked over at Steph waiting for her to take off her training bra. She looked confused, then realized what we were waiting for. She playfully turned around as she quickly slipped it off. I wasn't very familiar with the normal stages of development for girls and was curious to see how they looked. She turned back to face us with her hands covering her breasts.

"Come on, Steph. Don't be shy. We're going to see them anyways," teased Mason.

She dropped her arms. Not bad. Not bad at all. Her hard nipples were barely starting to bud, which made me question her need for a training bra.

We continued with our next article of clothing. Shorts for us, jeans for Steph. Ours were easy and only took a few seconds. We waited and stared appreciatively as Steph started to slowly slither out of her tight jeans, leaving her in her small powder blue panties. I was trying to remain nonchalant but had trouble containing my excitement. My sexual urges were so strong that I felt a strong euphoria passing over me.

"Everyone ready? On the count of three," I said nervously. Even Ethan looked curiously aroused at the highlight of this show.

"One… two… three."

That is the moment when she literally took my breath away as I gazed at her irresistible naked body. My reaction was almost as strong as the one I had with Mason. My heart was beating in my ears again, my breathing was getting faster and faster. I was frozen and mesmerized by this impossibly perfect sample of sexual beauty. Her body had a very light complexion, except for the crimson blush on her face. Her completely hairless pussy was a light pinkish color. I thought I was going to ejaculate on the spot as she stood there with her thighs slightly crossed. She was as mesmerized with us as we were with her.

I forced my eyes off her to look at the boys. Mason had a look of lustful awe with his mouth slightly open. He reminded me of one of those cartoonish photos of a chipmunk with one cheek slightly bigger than the other. I almost burst out laughing when I noticed one of his cheeks made an involuntary twitch.

Ethan's face looked passive with a hint of appreciation at perhaps the first time he had ever seen a naked girl of his age. It's as if he was trying to sort through his feelings and was trying to figure out how he was expected to react.

"Ahem… shall we get started?" Steph turned around and bent down to pick up her phone, giving us boys a surging jolt at the view of her shapely butt and the bottom of her pussy lips. "Mason with Ethan, me with Alex," she said as she walked gracefully towards me.

I was almost in a panic because I knew that any sudden moves or any type of contact with this walking lust goddess would end in my orgasmic demise.

"Here I go," she said as she punched the lever on her phone. The other boys came closer to look at the screen. Just as I thought, they were trying to pretend to look at the screen when actually, they were exploring every part of her body thirstily drinking in her nakedness at such close range.

Masturbate… Genitals… 30sec

I exhaled and closed my eyes. Don't cum. Don't cum. Hold it in. Please don't cum. How long can I keep this in? She started blushing a little as she began looking around the weight room. She walked over to one of the weight bench sets in which the back-rest was angled at around 30 degrees from horizontal. She sat down and lay back with the leg exerciser forcing her to keep her legs open.

Mason looked like he was going to go into conniptions with his raging hormones as he was openly massaging his super bonerection. I didn't dare to even think about touching mine. I walked over to where she was laying in her intentional or unintentional seductive pose. Her hands were wrapped around one of the horizontal bars behind her. Her almost horizontal position allowed for a clear view of her bald pussy and her bottom butt cheeks.

"Hh… hh… hhhha…" I stammered. "How am I supposed to do this?" I managed to croak out in a raspy voice. I felt so embarrassed realizing that I had just let her know that I had no sexual experience with girls.

She appeared to get a little more excited by my revelation. "Here, give me your hand," she said extending her arm. She pulled me over to her and she grabbed my wrist. "Put your fingers together and just let me be your guide."

She placed my fingers on top of her clitoris. Then she started slowly moving my fingers in a circular motion, moving them in and out of her moistening slit. She let go of my wrist and let me do some exploring of my own. It felt just as silky as the boy's skin. I kept following her slit up and down with my index finger. I used both hands to open her pussy lips to take a peek inside. She started stroking her nipples with her fingers and started squirming around and mewling indecipherably as she moved her head back and forth. It took most of my concentration to keep myself together. I thought I was going to shoot my cum like an elephant in heat.

I started exploring even more, no longer caring what the stupid slot machine was telling me to do. Nobody cared about counting seconds anymore. I lifted her legs and started massaging her butt cheeks. The fact that the boys were watching all this made it even more exciting for me. In fact, I took a quick glance at them and noticed they were both masturbating each other at the sight of our little 'task', slot machine be damned. Then they both walked over to where we were.

Mason gave Steph a questioning look, as if asking her permission for him to do some touching of his own. She nodded quickly while still squirming with an intense look on her face. While I was still massaging her gorgeous ass, Mason hesitantly placed his hand on her pussy. First, he started massaging, then he began poking his index finger into her. Steph arched her back at this new sensation as she found his penis with her hand and started stroking it.

Then she grabbed Ethan's hand and placed it on her chest, inviting him to massage her budding nipples. He massaged a little and then decided he would have more fun coming behind Mason to massage his testicles from behind. While Steph was still playing with Mason's boner, she used her other hand to grab my own penis and started stroking.

I felt like I was no longer in control of my actions. I was just acting on pure adrenaline and primordial eroticism. I felt myself straddling the workbench so that my hard penis was positioned right in front of her bald wet pussy. I grabbed her bent legs and pulled her towards me to where my balls made contact with her butt hole. Then I bent slightly downward so I could rub my engorged penis against her pink pussy lips. I wanted so much to fuck her right there and then, but I didn't know if that would hurt her. We were both breathing so hard and exhaling so forcefully that I thought I was going to hyperventilate.

And that's when I exploded on her. Oh, what a glorious feeling. I was on the edge of myself with my eyes tightly closed as my sperm landed all over her pussy and her stomach.

I turned around to look at Mason and Ethan. "Overtime?" I asked, still breathing hard.

"Word, Dude!" Mason gasped with a look of wonder. By this time, both Ethan and Mason had both orgasmed. I already knew that boys that age were not old enough yet to produce sperm. But that didn't mean it wasn't as pleasurable for them.

"Euww! Can one of you boys get me some paper towels?" Steph pleaded. Ethan volunteered and quickly ran into the dressing room.

"Steph, I'm so sorry. I kind of got carried away. I panicked when I felt myself… you know."

Ethan came out with a stack of paper towels handing them to Steph.

"That's okay," she said starting to wipe herself. "Does this mean I can stay past the 30 minutes?"

The boys and I looked at each other.

"Sure." "Of course." "Please come again," finished Mason, still admiring her naked body.

Steph got up and gave me and up and down look again. "If you boys will excuse me, I need to wash this off" she said as she walked seductively to the boys dressing room, making sure to accentuate all of her body curves. As she opened the door, she paused and looked at us over her shoulder with a seductive smile. She shifted her weight to one leg and slightly lifted her other leg, giving us a sexy view of her curvaceous ass again before going in.

"Yes, please, please come again," Mason repeated lasciviously.

Ethan looked at Mason. "Does that mean you're next?"

"Fuck this game. Can we go swimming?" he asked me.

"Yeah, I think this game has run its course. I think we all need to cool off a little."

We all went into the dressing room and stepped into the shower. Steph was already under one of the sprayers. Her wet hair and her glistening body made her even more alluring. There we were, all three of us boys ogling her as if we couldn't get enough of her. The best part is that she seemed to enjoy exposing her naked body for us.

"Can we go swimming?" she asked as she started stepping out of the shower.

"After you," I insisted.

Mason suddenly pushed himself in front of me so he could walk directly behind her.

"After you, Ethan." He gave me a smile as I started walking behind his cute sexy butt.

As we walked into the pool area, Mason started following Steph around like a little puppy. Ethan and I went in our own direction trying to decide from where we wanted to jump in the pool.

Knock, knock, knock, knock.

Someone was at the door. We all heard it loud and clear.

"Everyone! Hide!" I whispered loudly.

Everyone started heading towards the dressing room. Shit.

"Nooo! You can't pass through there. You'll be seen through the window."

They all stopped. They started looking around in panic mode to see where they could hide.

Knock, knock, knock, knock.

I went to one of the vertical windows and peeked through the blinds. Standing in front of the door was an officer from the local police department.

What the fuck?

Chapter 4
Tongue Twisters and Wet Willies

Ethan's troubles with his dad results in the relationship between him and Alex to become much stronger.

Characters: Alex, 17 yo Lifeguard;Mason, 10 yo Swim Team Member; Ethan, 10 yo Swim Team Member; Jaxon (Jax), 8 yo, Alex' Neighbor

Knock, knock, knock, knock.

I went to one of the vertical windows and peeked through the blinds. Standing in front of the door was an officer from the local police department.

Shit. I wonder what he wants. I turned around to see where everybody was. Mason had disappeared, so that was good. I saw Steph hiding behind the stretcher hanging from the wall, but I could still see the bottom of her legs. Luckily, she was smart enough to unhook it and lower it all the way down. Where's Ethan. There he is. He was looking around frantically looking for a hiding spot. As he was passing by a mural painting on the wall with a life-size boy throwing a basketball into a hoop, he tried to camouflage himself in front of the boy. He can't be that dumb.

Steph started to wildly make hand gestures to him pointing at the backboard hanging nearby. He sprinted and quickly hid behind it. Then she started pointing down at his feet, then pointed up to the hook, gesturing to him to unhook it and pull it down.

Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock.

I better open this door before this officer calls in the cavalry. I just hope he doesn't decide to start poking around. I quickly sneaked into the corner office and grabbed an extra pair of shorts and a lifeguard uniform and slipped them on. As I came to open the front door, I forced myself to put on a normal face and tried to throw in a halo over my head just for good measure.

"Sir? Can I help you? Is there something wrong?"

"You're a guy?? For a moment I thought you was a gal, with your long hair and all." he said with a chuckle. I disliked him immediately. He looked kind of portly with a thick mustache. "I'm Officer Bradley and I know these people bring you boys in on Sundays to shampoo the pool, or whatever it is you do. I'm just doing my rounds and just stopped by to make sure you haven't slipped and cracked your head open, know what I mean, son?

"Oh, yes sir. My head's in one piece. I'm doing just fine. I'm just about done here."

"All right, son. Just make sure you tell your little lady boss that I stopped by to check on you. That's Officer Bradley with an l – e – y." He winked as he turned around towards his patrol car. What an ego.

With my heart finally coming down from under my throat, I went back into the pool area. I could see Steph and Ethan peeking out of their hiding places.

"All right everyone, he's gone. You can come out now."

Mason started crawling out from under the bleachers. So that's where he was. Steph and Ethan stepped out laughing and giggling as they walked towards me. Mason's boner had lost most of its prominence, but after seeing Steph's naked body again, it slowly started to rise like a light switch going up in slow motion.

"Did you see what Ethan tried to do? He tried to camouflage himself on the wall painting. Ha ha ha ha!" She was laughing so hard as she kept slapping her knees with her hands.

"Yeah, I guess that was pretty stupid," Ethan said with a sheepish smile. "I panicked. What can I say."

"Oh, don't worry about it. We'll just have to paint the kid on the wall naked for the next time this happens," Mason said sarcastically.

"Yeah, knowing you, you'll paint a big boner on him," Ethan shot back.

"That means I'll have to use mine as a model 'cause yours just won't do." said Mason holding his dick with a grin.

"Nya nya nya nya nya!"

"Nya nya nya nya nya!"

They slapped at each other girlishly. After their little bantering, I decided it was time to close this place down. It was just becoming too damn risky frolicking around with a bunch of naked 10-year olds. Despite everything that happened, I had no regrets and had plenty of images in my head to keep me occupied for the next few nights.

Everybody else agreed and decided it was time to get dressed. As Steph started walking towards the dressing room, Mason quickly stepped in right behind her staring down at her butt for the last time. Then she suddenly stopped, grabbed Mason's arm and placed him in front of her.

"Walk," she said pointing her finger forwards. Mason started walking with Steph right behind him, giving herself a chance to stare at his butt for a change.

After everyone was dressed, Mason called his mom to pick him up. We decided that Steph should leave first, since she wasn't supposed to be here in the first place.

"Can we do this again? she asked hopefully.

"Absolutely." I smiled as we walked her to the door.

She looked over to Mason. "Call me," she said playfully as she batted her eyes at him.

"See you at school," he answered her with a smile.

"Not if I see you first."

I noticed Ethan was still on the phone talking to his mom.

"Mom, nooo! What if he does something to you?"

Mason and I looked at each other wondering what was going on.

"Why can't we just move with gramma?… But mom, I'm scared." Ethan started whimpering as he listened to his mom speak. "Just come for me. We'll go to a hotel or something… Mom, please!… I don't care. I want to stay with you."

With a scared look, he gave me the phone. "My mom wants to talk to you," he said as he sat down on the bleachers.

"This is Alex."

"Alex, this is Mrs. Evans, Ethan's mom. I need to ask you for a huge favor. You see, my husband…" There was a short pause. "Well, there's no delicate way of saying this. My husband has had a little too much to drink and it's not safe for Ethan to be at home right now. Would it be possible for him to stay with you, just for tonight? Normally I would have him stay at Mason's house, but his mom already said that the next time she sees another bruise on Ethan, she's going to call Child Protective Services." She began sobbing. "And they'll take my baby away from me. I know that you're a complete stranger to me, but Ethan hasn't stopped talking about you all weekend, so I know he would feel comfortable staying with you. And the Y wouldn't have hired you if you weren't a good person." She started crying some more. "There's no other place I can send him. All my relatives live out of town and I don't know what to do."

My god. It was heart breaking as I looked over at Ethan and saw how scared he was. If Ethan's mom felt so strongly about it that she would trust a perfect stranger to look after her 10-year old, then he could really be in serious danger if he went home.

"Mrs. Evans, it's okay. He can stay with me. If he's in that much danger, I would be more than glad to help out. He'll be safe with me. I promise."

She thanked me profusely as we exchanged contact information. I let her know that I was not scheduled to work the next day and that there was no hurry. I handed the phone back to Ethan so he could say goodbye.

I was explaining to Mason what was going on as we went to sit next to Ethan. Mason started rubbing Ethan's back trying to comfort him. Ethan still had his head buried in his arms. We waited a few minutes in silence to see if Ethan was going to be okay. Mason looked at me and winked his eye.

"Hey Ethan. You want me to give you a blow job?" asked Mason with a crooked grin.

Ethan raised his head teary eyed and looked at Mason incredulously as if he had grown an extra head. "What?"

"You want a blow job?"

As Ethan was about to say something, Mason sucked in a breath and blew air into Ethan's face.

Ethan recoiled back and gave him a withering stare. "Just leave me alone," he whined as he buried his head back into his arms.

We saw Ethan's shoulders starting to shake and what we thought were sounds of sobbing turned out to be sounds of soft laughter.

"There he is. There's Mr. Sunshine. I knew I could bring him back." Mason gently pulled Ethan's head, placed it on his shoulder and put his arm around him.

"You're stupid. Now you're gonna have to give me a real blow job," Ethan whined with a smile, still trying to wipe his tears.

"Well, pull it out," Mason offered with a big grin.

Ethan then pulled Mason towards him and gave him an endearing hug. "Thank you," he whispered into Mason's ear. I looked at Mason and was impressed with his ability to endear himself to Ethan and bring him out of his dark mood.

Ethan turned towards me. "Are you sure it's okay, me coming with you?"

"Of course, Ethan. It looks like I get to adopt you 'till tomorrow. How 'bout we grab a pizza on the way to my place?"

"I wish I could go with you guys," Mason said regretfully. "But I don't think mom would let me spend the night with a complete stranger."

When Mason's mom arrived, before I unlocked the door, Mason put both hands on Ethan's shoulders. "Be gentle with Alex, take it slow, and I wanna hear all the details, okay?" Mason looked towards me and gave me a crooked smile. Then he gave Ethan a peck on his blushing cheeks and gave him a wink. "I'll call you later."

After closing up, we headed straight to the pizza place. Then we started on the way to my house.

"Do you have your own house?" asked Ethan.

"No. Well, sort of. I kind of live with my mom but she let me move into the detached guest house we have in the back yard. It's not much, but at least it has a small kitchen and a cool bathtub. I guess it's like living in a one-bedroom studio apartment."

"Do you have any brothers or sisters?"

"Nope. Well, again, sort of. Mom and dad are divorced and now dad's with some bitch, so I guess I might be having a stepbrother or stepsister someday."

"Just like me. I'm an only child." Ethan suddenly looked so sad.

"Hey, come here." I motioned for him to sit next to me. I put my arm around him so he could rest his head on my shoulder as I was driving. I wanted to ask him about his situation with his dad, but I decided that I didn't want to upset him again. He would tell me if and when he was ready.

I guess you could say we were middle class. Mom was a big-shot real estate agent, and pretty successful at it too. Our home was gated and surrounded with tall granite walls. There were plenty of pine trees providing lots of shade as well as plenty of privacy. All the other houses in our neighborhood were sparsely placed and similarly affluent.

As we arrived, Ethan sat up straight. "This is your house?" he asked in wonder. "It's huge. Are you rich?" He regretted the question. "I'm sorry. That was rude of me."

"Don't worry. My mom sells houses and she's pretty good at her job. People can make a lot of money selling houses. In fact, at this very moment, she is giving a presentation at some out of town convention. She'll be out for the next three days."

We grabbed our stuff from the truck and walked around to the back yard.

"You have a pool too? That is so cool."

"It also has a small jacuzzi. If you want, we can go swimming after we eat."

After we wolfed down most of the giant pizza, we stripped down to our speedos and headed over to the pool. Of course, I wanted us to go au naurel, but I didn't want him to feel uncomfortable. I'll just follow his lead for the moment.

It was around 4:30 in the afternoon and still felt a little warm outside. The water felt just perfect. We started playing Marco Polo, then we started throwing a small beach ball around. Ethan started to really loosen up. We were having a lot of fun and it felt pretty good to see him this joyful.

As I was sitting on the steps leading into the water, Ethan was gently floating on his back. I could see his soft chest rising up and down as he was floating so peacefully. He slowly started floating towards me. When his head touched my chest, he stood up, then sat down on the steps between my legs and leaned back against me.

I rested my chin on top of his head and wrapped my arms around his chest and just held him. We just sat there for a while in complete silence, hearing the sounds of the water lapping, the humming of the filter pumps, the soft chirping of the birds, the rustle of the gentle breeze through the pine trees as white puffy clouds slowly floated by. I could hear the buzzing of a wasp as it lazily bee-lined over the water a few times. It was just so quiet, so peaceful, and so so perfect.

This moment, right here, right now, made me forget all my troubles and all my anxieties. It was a moment of pure tranquility and serenity. This was Nirvana in its purest form. I felt as if Ethan and I were experiencing something remarkable. I felt a special bond forming between us that I had never felt with anyone else before. The way his fingers were caressing my arm told me he was completely relaxed and enjoying this moment as much as I was. Was this a turning point in the direction of a new relationship? I just closed my eyes and marveled at the feelings of such perfect bliss. Very slowly, he started pulling on the strings of his speedos. Without saying a word, he slipped them off and tossed them out of the pool. As my dick was already half hard, it quickly came to full attention. Then he turned himself around and pulled on my own strings. He unhooked my speedos from my dick, pulled them off and tossed them out as well.

He gently leaned me back against the higher steps. He placed himself so that his hardon was rubbing against mine. He grabbed my hands and placed them on his butt. Then he started licking and sucking on my nipples First one, then the other, back and forth. I slowly started caressing his silky butt cheeks as he straddled me. He began to rhythmically gyrate his hips and doing humping motions against my hardon. The feeling was so erotic. I thought it was so hot that he was being this assertive with me. I decided that he was in command right now and I was more than happy to serve under him for as long as he wanted.

He came up and started kissing me passionately, probing my mouth with his tongue and rubbing my nipples while still grinding his hips against mine. I started to lose myself in him. This was totally insane. A 17-year old guy having actual sex with a 10-year old boy. This is so wrong on so many levels. But it also felt so right. Right or wrong, I didn't care and apparently, neither did he.

He started licking my left ear. "Suck me," he whispered as his curly bangs tickled my cheek.

Whoa, whoa. What?? He wants to put his dick in my mouth? I hesitated for a moment just thinking about it. One part of me thought it was gross, but another part thought it was surprisingly tantalizing. Plus, this would give me a good close-up view of his full frontal.

"Suck me," he whispered again, still licking my ear.

I grabbed his bare hips and had him sit on the edge of the pool. He leaned back, opened up his legs wide, and presented his prize with a look of intense desires. I could see part of his gland partially exposed as it was waiting for me, twitching with anticipation. Even though I'd never done this before, I'd seen enough porno movies to know that there's no actual sucking involved.

I gingerly enveloped his penis into my mouth. It felt silky. It tasted… well, it didn't taste as bad as I thought it would. Plus, I was reassured that any germs would have been washed out by the chlorine. I waited a few seconds and then gently started gliding it in and out of my mouth. Being inexperienced, I didn't do anything with my tongue. He reacted with soft gasping and moaning sounds. He grabbed the sides of my head to guide my motions. I started gliding my tongue around his hard shaft. Then I started licking the tip of his gland. His gasps and moaning became more pronounced. I'd never seen anything more erotic as I studied the tiny golden hair follicles on his smooth skin.

"Hhh hhh… oh, Alex," he gasped with eyes closed, swallowing hard. "Now that's what I call a serious tongue-lashing. Ohhh, that feels so good. I wish you could…"

He stopped in mid-sentence and looked behind his shoulders. "Uhm, Alex? There's a little boy peeking at us through the side gate," he whispered, still breathing hard. We both stood perfectly still.

I reluctantly pulled myself away from Ethan's most erotic position and looked towards the gate. "I don't see anyone. It was probably Jax, the neighbor's 8-year old kid. Maybe we scared him off," I said distractedly as I went back to sucking on that beautiful cock.

Ethan started snickering. "Now he's staring at us from the gate on the other side."

"Damn. He's always poking around. I knew I should've locked the front gate." I looked at our speedos and they were too far away. "You better step into the pool." I turned around and… where did he go? Oh there's the little bugger. "JAX! IS THAT YOU? COME ON IN!"

Jax opened the gate slowly and started walking towards us. "Hey Alex. What'cha doin'?" he asked cautiously.

"Aw, nothin'. You?"

"Aw, nothin'." It was always the same cute greeting between us.

"Ethan, this is my neighbor Jax. Jax, this is my friend Ethan." Ethan and Jax waived at each other with a smile. Jax wasn't very good at hiding his facial expressions as he openly kept staring at our naked bodies underwater with a side smirk.

The poor kid lived with his almost senile grandmother. Her caretaker was an old battle-axe nurse, so he didn't have too many kids to hang around with. Sometimes when I ran into him, I would invite him over to play some video games or to come swimming. Still, sometimes he could be a little annoying.

"Why are you guys naked? Are you guys like boyfriend and girlfriend, except it's with two guys?"

"WHAT? NO!" I said defensively. Ethan and I looked at each other. "Why do you say that?" I asked innocently.

"Because I saw you guys naked and humping each other. And then I saw you put his wiener inside your mouth," he giggled out with a snicker. "But that's okay. My uncle Rudy has a boyfriend and you won't believe the things I've seen them do when I stay over at his house. I peeked through the door one night and they didn't even know I was watching. Not only did he put his mouth over his boyfriend's wiener, but his boyfriend put HIS wiener inside my uncle's… "

"We were just playing a game, that's all," I interrupted.

"What game?" he asked suspiciously.

I started snapping my fingers as if trying to remember the name. "Ethan, what was the name of the game we were playing?"

Ethan gave me a withering stare. "The game is called ah,… hmm… it's called…" Then his face lit up. "The game is called Wide Receiver." He looked at me with a satisfied smile.

I immediately burst out laughing at the pun. "Yeah, that's what it's called. Wide Receiver." I gave Ethan the OK sign while still trying to hold my laughter in. "Then the game changed into Tongue Twister."

Ethan started thinking, trying to come up with another pun. "Yeah, then we finished off with a game of Wet Willie." Jax just regarded us with a serious fish-eyed stare as Ethan and I couldn't stop giggling to ourselves.

"Aw, you guys are just messing with me, aren't you," he said pouting with an angry face.

"Hey buddy, would you mind grabbing our swim trunks and tossing them over here? They're right over there," I said pointing at our speedos.

"NO!" he said crossing his arms.

"I got this," said Ethan as he started walking up the steps of the pool, not even bothering to cover himself. That caught his attention. Jax just stared at him and followed his every move like a cat following a laser. Ethan tossed my speedos into my hands and then put started putting his on. Ethan licked his finger and quickly walked over to Jax, sticking it in his ear. "WET WILLIE!" shouted Ethan as he ran away. Jax started laughing and giggling as he started chasing Ethan around the pool, trying to get him back. It looks like they're taking an instant liking to each other.

After putting on my speedos and stepping out of the pool, I went over to the patio reclining chairs and lied down. I couldn't stop laughing as I watched Jax sitting on Ethan's stomach trying to stick his finger in his ear. "All right. You got me. You got me," shouted Ethan laughing.

"Hey Alex, I got a new game," Jax said excitedly as he came and sat down next to me. "You wanna play?"

I looked over at Ethan and he gave me an 'okay' shrug and nodded his head.

"Okay, Jax. Go get you game. Come on, boy. Go get it. Come on." I whistled and slapped my hands as if he was a little puppy as he ran to his bike.

"Aww, don't be mean."

"I'm just joshing with him. He's a cute kid. There's hardly any kids around the neighborhood, so he kind of adopted me for the time being. He can be a little shit head sometimes, but sometimes I just feel sorry for the little dude."

"By the way, that was amazing," Ethan said with a sexy grin as he reached over with his hand and started rubbing my nipple. "The way you were gliding your tongue on my… hooo daddy! That was my first blow job. Not even Mason's done that to me before."

I stared at him thoughtfully. I was still trying to figure out the particulars of Ethan's and Mason's relationship. Based on what Ethan's mom told me, Ethan has spent some nights at Mason's house, giving them plenty of time for some experimentation with each other.

"Hey, you were wonderful too. You are the first person I've ever given a blowjob to."

"Are you sure? That didn't feel like it was your first time to me," he said with a sexy smile. Ethan wanted to ask me something, but hesitated.

"What?" I asked.

"Do you have a… a girlfriend?" he asked with his head down.

"I guess I tried having one about a year ago, but it didn't last very long. We didn't even do anything with each other."

"How 'bout a boyfriend? I… I mean, a guy who's a friend, or a…" He looked confused and dejected. "Never mind," he said softly.

"Well, Ethan, I actually do have a boyfriend. He's really attractive and we get along pretty well. And the sex is just unimaginable. You wanna know where he is?"

I looked over to see his reaction. He was looking down with his eyes kind of tearing up as he was slowly shaking his head no.

"Well, I'll tell you anyways. He's sitting right here next to me. Let me tell you a little more about him. He is a kind hearted, considerate, loving and affectionate guy with an incredibly hot and gorgeous looking ass."

Ethan gave me an emotional look as he got up and sat beside me to give me a big hug. He tapped his forehead against mine. "You mean it?" he asked looking at me eye to eye, trying hard not to get emotional.

My god, he looked so beautiful. I gently pushed his bangs back with my fingers. "I mean it. Unless you have a boyfriend yourself that you haven't told me about?"

Ethan started laughing and shook his head with a big smile as he wiped a tear and gave me another hug.

"Ahem."

The little bugger was back. Not wanting to feel left out, he had changed into his own speedos and was wearing a short tank top.

"You got your game?"

"Yup. It's right here. Can we go play it?"

"Sure. Run inside and slap it into the Xbox."

Ethan and I followed Jax as he ran into the guest house. "Jax, you know how it works. Go start it up while I make some iced tea."

As I was heating up the water on the stove, Ethan was helping me with the ice cubes and tea bags. As the water was heating up, I kept taking quick glances at Jax as he was turning on the Xbox. He opened the disk compartment and stared at the DVD that inside. Then he quickly closed it up again. He must've gotten it because I heard some sounds coming from the system.

Wait a minute. That doesn't sound like any game I know. It sounds more like… suddenly a brick hit me. I had been watching a porno last night and I forgot to take it out of the Xbox. I quickly ran over to Jax. The TV screen was showing a shower scene with a completely naked, barely legal teen girl facing towards us being ass-fucked by a guy behind her, squeezing her breasts. Jax was standing there right in front of the TV screen holding the controller with eyes wide open and a wide lustrous grin.

Shit!

Chapter 5
Xbox and Water Jets

As Ethan gets to spend his first night alone with Alex, they decide to have a little fun with the neighbor's kid after he accidentally stumbles onto an unexpected, but pleasant surprise.

Characters: Alex, 17 yo Lifeguard; Mason, 10 yo Swim Team Member; Ethan, 10 yo Swim Team Member; Jaxon (Jax), 8 yo, Alex' Neighbor

The Xbox must've memorized the last scene before I hit the stop button. I immediately reached over and hit the stop button again.

"Whoa, there buddy. You are way too young for this. How 'bout we put in this new game of yours?"

"Aww, come on, Alex. I'd rather watch this," he said excitedly. I noticed his little stiffy poking out from under his tight speedos.

"Absolutely not. No way, no how."

By this time, Ethan had come over. "What's going on?"

I took him to the side. "I was watching a porno last night and, stupid me, I left the damn DVD in the Xbox. It's not like I was expecting anyone else to be usimg it."

"You? You were watching a porno? Alex, I'm seeing a side of you I've never seen before," he said laughingly.

"Pleeeease, Alex? I promise I won't tell. I cross my heart and hope to die. I'll do anything you want." Jax got on his knees and put his hands together pleadingly. "Pleease, pleease, pleease!"

I took a deep breath. He was kind of young, but after thinking about it for a while, maybe he was just old enough to give me some kind of arousal. I played back the scene in my mind of me masturbating Steph at the Y and the expression on Ethan and Mason's face as they watched. I took a closer look at Jax. He was kind of cute. He had a kind of longish wavy blonde hair. He had long eyelashes with greenish tinted eyes. I liked the way his speedos tightly hugged his butt and his cute package.

I looked over at Ethan. "What do you think?"

"Well," Ethan said with a wide grin. "The kid did say he saw his uncle Rudy put his mouth over his boyfriend's, you know what."

"He put his mouth over his boyfriend's fat dick," blurted Jax with a giggle.

My eyebrows went up at his bluntness "What else did you see them do?" I asked mildly curious.

Jax became all animated. "Then my uncle put his dick in my uncle's butt and started humping him like I saw you and Ethan… uhm, never mind," he finished shyly.

"Wide Receiver," I reminded him.

"Wide Receiver. Got it," he said as he gave me a curt salute. Who were we trying to kid. He knew exactly what Ethan and I were doing.

I finally relented. "All right. But remember. You crossed your heart and hoped to die if you tell anyone. You can't tell your gramma, you can't tell Mrs. Battle Axe, and you can't tell your friends at school, or else you won't be able to ever come over and play with me again. Deal?"

"Deal," he finished with a wide grin as we gave each other a knuckle punch.

I decided I'd try one last ditch effort to discourage him. "Oh, one more thing. If we're going to watch a movie with naked guys and girls, we're gonna watch it WHILE we're naked."

"You mean we all have to get naked?" Jax asked with a serious face.

"Yup. You can still change your mind if you want to. You still want to do this?"

"Totally naked? Like, take off our underwears kind of naked?"

"Is there another kind?"

Jax looked at the Xbox, then at his speedos. "Can I take it into the room and watch it by myself?" he said with a hopeful smile.

"No."

"No, I didn't think so," he said with a look of disappointment.

Ethan was sitting down holding his head on his knuckle trying so hard to keep his laughter in. "Well then, I guess I'll just put this movie away and put your game on." I walked over to the Xbox and ejected the DVD. As I turned around, Jax was standing right in front of me completely naked with his speedos down at his feet and his arms crossed. It was so unexpected that I wasn't prepared for the flood of sexual impulses from looking at yet another naked little boy.

"No so fast, Mister. Nothing's gonna keep me from seeing that lady's boobies again. Well? What are you waiting for?"

I froze with my mouth open. I noticed his cute stiffy getting harder making my own penis get hard. He had quite a boner for an 8-year old. His penis was perfectly circumcised. His ball sack was beautifully rounded. "Jax! You're… you're naked!"

"You noticed?" he said watching my speedos stretching out as I got harder still.

"Having a HARD time deciding?" asked Ethan laughing out loud, totally enjoying my consternation.

I tried to act nonchalant. "Pfft, who me? Nah, let's give the little guy an early lesson in sex education. Maybe he'll learn something."

"Aren't you getting naked?" he asked expectantly.

I noticed Ethan had already taken off his speedos and they were waiting on me. I quickly pulled them down and looked over at Jax' expression. When he saw my full-blown boner, he actually backed away a little. Jax looked down at his own penis, then looked over at mine. Then he stared at Ethan's penis and compared it to his. He was probably trying to figure out why his penis was circumcised and ours were not.

"Now can we start the movie?" he asked excitedly.

I grabbed the controller. "All right, but let's start this thing from the beginning."

We all sat down on the sofa next to each other. I sat on the left side, Jax was in the middle, and Ethan was on the right. After the introductions, the movie began with an 18-year old girl swimming towards the steps of a swimming pool. As she stood up, she sensually whipped her long blonde hair back as she slowly and seductively pulled herself out of the pool showing her completely naked and glistening body. She glided next to the camera, giving us an intimate closeup of her bald pussy that she had obviously given a shaving to. As she passed by, the camera angled to catch her sumptuous butt as she walked past. She walked over to a young hunk of a guy sporting one of the biggest boners I had ever seen. They kissed passionately as he started squeezing her butt cheeks.

Jax was transfixed with a horny expression on his face. He was sitting on the sofa leaning a little backwards. He kept using his lower arms to rub them against his hard stiffy, just like I saw Ethan doing the first time I saw him naked in the shower.

Instead of looking at the screen, both Ethan and I kept staring at little Jax to see how he was reacting to all of this. It looked like Ethan was enjoying this as much as I was.

"Jax, watch what I do," Ethan said. Ethan grabbed his own boner and slowly started to jerk off. "Now you do it." Ethan grabbed Jax' hand and put his fingers around Jax' boner and started massaging it up and down. Jax slowly started to stroke his boner experimentally.

"Like this?" he asked with a crooked grin.

"Yeah, but you have to do it without stopping. Like this, look." Ethan grabbed Jax' boner and started jerking it rhythmically. His penis was kind of small, but big enough for Ethan to be able to wrap three fingers around it. Jax looked down and watched attentively like a good student. "It's called masturbating. Now you say it."

"Master bedding."

"No, no. Masturbating."

"Master bating?"

"Close enough. Now you try it with me."

Jax looked up at Ethan, then down at Ethan's boner. Jax then got up and knelt down in between Ethan's legs. He cautiously put his little fingers around Ethan's hard penis and slowly started jerking him.

"Oooh, yeah. Oooh, yeah," Ethan moaned. After noticing Ethan's obvious expressions of approval, Jax bit his lower lip and smiled as he increased the rhythms of his strokes.

"Mmm… that's it. Keep going. You're doing just fine."

Jax tried to go even faster and then suddenly stopped. "My hand's getting tired. Was I doing it right?"

Ethan swallowed hard, trying to catch his breath. "Yeah. You were like, awesome, little dude."

Jax beamed from Ethan's stamp of approval. He turned towards me and noticed that I was jerking off myself from watching Ethan's little apprentice learning his trade.

"Hey Alex. I learned how to do master bedding. You want me to show you?"

I raised my eyebrows at Ethan. He blew at his finger nails and polished them on his shoulder as he smiled with satisfaction. "Uhm, sure. Okay. Let's see what you've learned." Good lord, we were unashamedly corrupting this kid beyond repair. Jax kneeled down between my legs. He looked a little confused and looked back towards Ethan. Ethan got up and came over and knelt next to Jax.

"Observe, my little Padawan." Ethan grabbed my boner and did a few strokes as Jax looked on. Then he grabbed Jax' fingers and wrapped them around my fully engorged member. Then Ethan guided Jax' hand up and down my shaft. Ethan let go and let Jax start jerking me on his own.

I started wondering why this little guy was so open to suggestion. I guess he was so desperate to make friends that he was willing to do anything to gain our approval. He was very eager to please.

I started mimicking Ethan's reaction right away to give the kid a boost of confidence. He smiled as he enthusiastically started stroking harder. By this time, I was no longer mimicking. This kid was good and a fast learner. His fingers were barely long enough to wrap themselves around my boner, so sometimes he would lose his grip.

"Mmm, you're the best masturbator ever, Jax." He looked so proud as I started stroking his blondish hair with my fingers. Such silky hair. This is so crazy. A 10-year old boy teaching an 8-year old boy how to jerk me off. I couldn't have made this stuff up.

"I'm the masturbator!" Jax yelled as he flexed his muscles like some wrestler. At least he finally got the word right.

He sat back down between Ethan and me and concentrated on the porno movie once again. Then with each hand, he started feeling around until he found both mine and Ethan's dick and slowly started stroking us. I reached over to Jax to start jerking him and my hand bumped into Ethan's hand as he was also reaching over to Jax to do the same thing. Ethan grabbed my hand and placed it on Jax' penis, while he started massaging Jax' little ball sack.

Jax limited his reactions to what he was seeing on the screen. He was leaning back, almost in a horizontal position with just his head resting against the back rest. Whenever the movie showed a particular scene that got him really excited, he would grab the controller to play around with the Pause, Rewind, Play and Slow-Motion functions.

He was particularly interested in the scenes where the young stud was caressing the girl's tits and pussy, and the closeup scenes of the guy's giant penis fucking the girl. He was completely oblivious to any adventurous exploration Ethan and I happened to be doing on his naked body.

He started doing a search of the different functions. "Does this thing have a magnifying glass?"

This little perv wasn't as innocent as he appeared to be. "You mean a Zoom? I'm not sure. If it does, I've never used it before."

He pressed play again and waited for the next scene to play in slow motion. By the time the movie finished, Ethan had fallen asleep on the smaller sectional. It had been a long day so I could see why he was so tired.

"Mmm…" Jax moaned. "That was impressive." He looked up and grabbed a stuffed bear on top of the sofa leaning against the wall. He placed the bear between his legs, plopped himself on his stomach and started humping it slowly. Watching his little performance really raised my temperature another notch. Fast learner indeed. I need to remember to toss that bear in tomorrow's laundry.

"Do you have any more movies," he asked with a grin as he paused his humping and stared at my rising boner.

"Nope." I lied. I actually had a whole stack. "You play your new game while I take a shower. This chlorine is starting to make me itch. If you're hungry, there's some pizza in the kitchen."

Even though this guest house was kind of small, the previous owners were considerate enough to have installed a Whirlpool bathtub with water jets and a shower sprayer. After adjusting the temperature, I got in and soaked under the hot spray for a little while.

After about ten minutes, I noticed some movement through the corner of my eye. I focused on the entrance door and I could barely see Jax peeking through the small gap. He was a curious one. I pretended not to notice as I quickly shampooed my hair and used the same suds to lather the rest of my body. I started jerking myself off with one hand and started playing with my balls with the other as I slowly rinsed myself off. He must be enjoying the view since he was still there like a peeping tom.

"Hey Jax. Jax!"

He slowly opened the door and walked in. He was still naked and still sporting a respectable little boner. "Did you call me?" he asked innocently.

"Have you taken a bath today?"

He looked up to think. "Mmm, nope."

"You wanna take one right now?"

"Can I really?" he asked hopefully.

"Sure. Step right in. The water's just fine."

As he stepped in, I moved out of the way so he could be under the spray. He kept staring at my penis as he was soaking himself. "I'm used to taking a bath. Can we fill up the tub?"

"Oh, okay." I pulled the lever to stop the drain and turned on the faucet. As the water was about half ways, we both sat down. I was sitting next to where the faucet was and Jax was sitting across from me. I experimentally placed the tip of my foot between his legs on his testicles to see how he would react. With a shy smile, he put his foot on my testicles too. When he started massaging it around, I decided it was safe to start massaging his as well. When the water was high enough, I turned off the faucet. "What are these things," he asked pointing at one of the jet nozzles.

"That's a bubble maker. You wanna see?" I turned on the water jets.

Jax almost burst with excitement. "That is so cool!" He started catching some of the bubbles with his hands as they quickly disappeared. He quickly climbed out onto the edge and before I could stop him, he jumped into the bubbling water making a big splash.

"Whoa there, little man. You're gonna flood the whole bathroom." I quickly put one arm around his chest and pulled him towards me. I sat him right between my legs, just where I wanted him. He remained still for a while. I kept adjusting my sitting position just so I could feel his soft skin rubbing against my hard-on.

"Why is your penis so big?"

I froze at the unexpected question. "Well, when you grow older, your penis will be just as big as mine. Maybe even bigger."

He turned to look at me with his cute as a button face. "Really?"

"Yup. Really. Just to show you what you can expect, let me get a measuring tape."

I pulled myself out of the bathtub and opened a drawer underneath the sink. I grabbed a tailor's measuring strip and sat on the edge of the tub with my legs in the water. "Come sit up here next to me."

Jax climbed up and sat next to me. I handed him the measuring tape. "Here, you measure mine and I'll measure yours."

Jax grabbed the measuring strip and looked at it curiously. Then he grabbed one end and kneeled down between my legs. He placed the edge of the tape on the base of my penis and, to my enjoyment, wrapped his hand around it to keep it in place while he pulled it tight with his other hand. He looked up at me and waited for me to tell him how long it was.

"Looks like a little more than seven inches [18 cm]. Now let me measure yours."

He stood up in front of me and waited for me to take his measurement. "Yours is about three inches and a pinch [8 cm]. That's pretty good for an 8-year old. Now you can be the masturbator with the master penis. Ahhhrrrg!" I yelled as I flexed my muscles like the Hulk.

Jax followed suite with a big smile. "Ahhhrrrg!" he yelled as we gave each other a high-five.

That's when Ethan walked in rubbing his eyes. "Hey guys. Sorry I fell asleep."

"That's okay. Me and Alex were measuring our penises. Mine was bigger than three inches [8 cm]."

Ethan raised one eyebrow with a smile. "Is that right?"

"Yeah, you want me to measure yours?" Jax asked excitedly.

I was relieved that Ethan gave absolutely no signs of jealousy at me and Jax' little dalliance. I didn't want to do anything that would hurt his feelings. Apparently, Ethan didn't feel threatened by this little pip squeak.

Ethan walked to the edge of the tub. He looked down at his penis and noticed that it had become flaccid. Ethan grabbed Jax' arm and placed his hand on Ethan's ball sack. "Rub, my little Padawan."

Jax smiled knowingly as he started massaging Ethan's balls. Ethan closed his eyes as his penis slowly started rising higher and higher until it was fully pressurized. "Now you can measure it."

Jax grabbed Ethan's penis and measured it just like he did mine. He looked up at Ethan expectantly.

"Almost four and a half inches [11½ cm]," Ethan said proudly as he stepped into the water and sat down.

"Is that big?" asked Jax.

"Hell yeah," Ethan responded proudly.

Ethan grabbed the body wash and poured some on his hand. "Come here, little buddy. Stand up and let me get you washed up."

As Jax stood, Ethan started lathering his chest and stomach. Then he turned him around and lathered his back. He went down past his tan line and started lathering his white butt. Without hesitation, Ethan reached his hand under Jax' scrotum and started lathering his penis and testicles, reaching all the way back to his butt. Jax reacted to the new sensations by opening his legs a little wider. As I watched Ethan's skillful demonstration of his interesting washing techniques, I suddenly found myself wanting to do the same thing.

"I think you missed a spot there, Ethan. Come here, Jax."

Ethan looked at me. "I think you're right. Jax, go with Alex. He'll get you off… I mean, he'll finish you off," he said smiling.

I quickly poured some more body wash onto my hand. I started massaging his chest and little nipples with both hands. As I kept him facing me the whole time, I reached behind him to lather his back as I slowly brought my hands down to lather and massage his cute little butt. Then I started massaging his little stiffy and testicles. I had never felt something so silky. I looked up to see his expression. He looked mildly satisfied as if he was trying to process exactly what was going on.

"All right, buddy. All done," I said as I took a hard swallow. "Dunk yourself in and rinse off."

As soon as Jax came up from under the water, Ethan stood up. "My turn. Now you wash me."

Jax grabbed the body wash and carefully poured some on his hands. He lathered Ethan's chest, then went around and lathered his back. Then he skipped his middle parts and started lathering his upper thighs. Then he slowly started lathering his butt, but didn't put his hands under his scrotum. He went around to Ethan's front side and started lathering his penis, but did not touch his testicles. Jax looked up as Ethan started making exaggerated moaning sounds while rubbing his hands against his chest. This had the desired reaction as Jax started massaging Ethan's testicles and under his scrotum while looking up at Ethan's look of erotic pleasure with a satisfied smile.

"Okay. All done. Dunk yourself in and rinse off," Jax repeated the same instructions that I had given him.

Alex heard his cell phone ringing. "Hold on, guys. Let me get that."

"Hello?… Hi Mrs. Carson…. Yes, he's still here…. Oh, that won't be necessary. I'll walk him home myself…. You're welcome. Bye bye."

"Battle Axe?" Jax asked with a frown.

"Yeah. Time to go home, buddy."

"Aww, man. Can't I stay a little while longer?"

"Well, it is getting kind of late and tomorrow you have school. Look, I don't have to work tomorrow, so you can come back after school. Okay?"

"Fine," he said pouting.

After I dried him off and blow dried his hair, he promised me again he wouldn't tell anyone about anything we had done. As Ethan and I were walking him home, I had him rehearse what he was going to say when Mr. Carson asked him what we were doing. He was so eager to keep coming back that I had no doubt that he wouldn't spill the beans.

"Okay, here we are," I said as I rang the doorbell from the outer gate. As Mrs. Carson opened the door, Jax pulled me down to whisper something in my ear.

"I found your stack of pornos," he whispered with an impish grin as he sprinted away. Why, that little perv. That's it. I'm buying myself a safe.

Ethan had obviously heard as he started chuckling out loud. "Horny little kid, isn't he? Cute body, too." As we were walking back, Ethan grabbed my hand and intertwined his fingers with mine. I felt a little self-conscious wondering if any of the neighbors were looking out the window. I guess it didn't matter since it was almost 8 o'clock and already getting dark. I noticed dark clouds growing on the horizon with distant lightning as the breeze started kicking up. When we got back, Ethan noticed that he had missed a call from his mom on his cell that he had forgotten to take with him. He quickly dialed her number.

"Mom? How are you?… How's ah, dad doing?… Oh, good. Are you sure you're okay? He didn't do anything to you?… I'm okay. I'm here with Alex…. Yeah, he bought us a pizza…. Oh, uhm, hold on."

Ethan looked towards me. "Mom said dad fell asleep and probably won't be waking up until tomorrow. She said if you want, she could pick me up, but if I wanted to stay, it was up to me as long as it was okay with you. Can I still stay?"

"Of course you can stay." I walked over and blew in his ear. "I want you to stay," I whispered.

Ethan pulled up his phone to his ear. "Mom, is it okay if I stay? Alex said it was fine. I'm already settled in and everything… Okay, mom. I know… I love you too. Good night."

As soon as he hung up, his phone rang again. He looked at his caller ID. "It's Mason!" he said excitedly.

I decided to give him a little privacy. I walked over to the kitchen to look for left-over pizza. I was glad to hear that Ethan wasn't trying to hide his conversation from me. In a tone of wonderous disbelief, he gave Mason all the intimate details of our romantic encounter in the pool. He told him everything. He kicked off his shoes and lay down on the sofa on his stomach. He started swinging his feet lazily in the air as he recounted to his best friend everything that had happened today.

I went around to sit down on the sofa. Ethan sat up and patted his hand where he wanted me to sit. When I sat, he laid back down facing up resting his head on my lap as he continued talking to Mason. I slowly started stroking his head through his curls. He took his free hand and placed it under his head. He slowly started rubbing his fingers against my penis over my shorts. He was staring at me as he told Mason about me agreeing to be his boyfriend.

He handed me the phone. "He wants to talk to you," he said smiling.

"Hello?"

"Hey, can I be the best man for the wedding?"

"Shut up, you weirdo."

"I told Ethan to be gentle with you in the sack. He can get pretty wild, you know."

I started laughing out loud. It was good to hear his voice. He had such an infectious sense of humor.

"So what kind of pornos do you have? Is it guys slapping swords with each other, lesbos, or combination?"

"Well, you're gonna have to come over one of these days and find out."

"Cool. We can have a menage a trois."

"How… how do you know these words?"

"The internet – hellooo. Or I could bring Steph over and we could make it a partie carree."

Never heard that one before. "A foursome?" I asked curiously.

"Very good, Alex. There's so much I need to teach you," he said playfully.

"Shut up, fucker," I told him, wondering if he just might be telling me the truth.

"Ahh, yes. I would like to fuck her," he said dreamingly.

"I don't blame you. Maybe this can actually be arranged."

"Seriously? That would be so fucking awesome."

"Yeah, right. Take a cold shower and jerk it off, buddy."

"Mmmm. I just did, without the cold shower."

"Oh, so that's what that noise was."

"You could hear me?"

"Yes, you weirdo. All right, buddy, I'm putting Ethan back on. Talk to you later."

Ethan and Mason continued talking on the phone for a few more minutes with plenty of laughter and guffaws. I noticed some lightning through the windows followed by soft thunder from the approaching storm. When he finally hung up, he let his phone drop to the carpet.

He stared up at me and wrapped his arms around my neck, pulling me down and started kissing me very passionately. He started pulling my shirt off. He sat up and pulled his off as well. We stood up and faced each other as we pulled the rest of our clothing off. He grabbed my hand and led me to the bedroom. As he was closing the blinds, I was turning on some candles. As I was lighting the candles, I gazed admiringly at every part of his body – his pronounced tan line, his soft curly hair, his lean lithe body, his sexy curves. We were both totally hard.

He lay down on his stomach on the bed as I stood at the end in front of his feet. I bent down, lifted his foot and started sucking on his toes as I stared at his golden skin. I crawled on the bed and straddled him, pulling myself to the base of his neck, kissing his shoulders as gently as I could. I started licking his soft skin, slowly and sensuously dragging my tongue down the line of his spine. As my tongue reached the crack of his butt cheeks, he opened his legs invitingly. I placed both hands on his buns and gently pulled them apart as my tongue continued its descent between his legs. I started licking his nut sack, drowning myself in erotic impulses as I fondled those lovely silky twins with my tongue.

I rolled him over so I could continue my explorations. I loved the feeling of his hard nipples on my tongue. I went lower and kissed his stomach and kept going down to his belly button, licking it in circular motions with my tongue. I brought myself lower to my favorite body part and started giving him his second blow job of the day. We were so enthralled with each other that we barely noticed the sound of raindrops getting louder on the roof. Our hard breathing was almost in sync with each other's. He started squirming and moaning in ecstasy with gasping breaths as I instinctively anticipated his most arousing urges and adapted my stimulations for maximum pleasure.

I laid down beside him and pulled him on top of me. We embraced and started pressing against each other. I got distracted as I watched how the candle lights painted dancing shadows on the walls, on the ceiling, and especially all over his body. What made this moment even more romantic was the lightning and thunder and the sound of a full downpour on the roof top and the pattering on the window pane. Our breathing became even harder and more sporadic as we came closer to climaxing. The sweat from his wet forehead was dripping down on top of my chest. His fingernails started digging into the back of my shoulders. Somehow, this just increased my arousal even more.

"Alex… (Gulp)… Alex! Hmm hmm hmm." Ethan arched his back with his eyes tightly closed as he orgasmed. I quickly put him under me and started grinding my penis against his stomach. Ethan started massaging my nipples with his thumbs.

The room lighted up with several flashes of lightning. I started gasping explosively as Ethan's fingerings rapidly brought me over the edge as the thunder loudly started rumbling through the walls. I felt my love juices squirting several times all over his stomach as I let myself drop beside him and just collapsed on the bed. We both lay there unmoving, trying to catch our breaths. I reached over and grabbed a tissue box from the night stand so we could wipe ourselves off.

The rain was still coming down pretty hard with plenty of thunder and lightning. We both got up pulling the blanket over us and walked over to the window to watch the storm. I pulled out a chair and sat down with Ethan sitting on my lap. Ethan was holding on to the blanket as I held him in my arms. His head kept lolling back against my shoulder struggling to keep himself awake, so I got up and walked him over to the bed. He let himself drop face down and quickly fell asleep.

I laid down next to him and just took in this moment, watching how the shifting shadows of the candles accentuated all those sexy curves of his naked body. He looked so incredibly beautiful as his body slowly went up and down with his breathing. I marveled at the hotness of his body and all those sculpted curves. His body was a work of art. It was a poem so beautiful that it could not be translated into words. Was it possible that I was falling in love with this young god? Without hesitation and without any regrets, I told myself that yes, I was falling deeply in love with this sweet, handsome boy. I strengthened my resolve that I wasn't going to let anyone hurt him again, not even his father. How I was going to accomplish that, I had no idea.

I got up and gently blew out the candles. I went to lie down next to him and spooned him as I pulled the covers over us. As I wrapped my arms around his chest, Ethan responded by pressing his body against mine. What can I do to get him to stay with me? That was my last thought as we fell into a blissful sleep under the soft pattering of the still falling rain.

Chapter 6
Dark Secrets and Crusty Hags

Alex and Ethan get to spend a perfect day together. But Alex holds a dark secret that threatens to destroy their new relationship. Will they be able to find a way to put the pieces back together again? Ethan reveals some details about how he got the bruise on his cheek. (Refer to Chapter 2)

Characters: Alex, 17 yo Lifeguard; Ethan, 10 yo Swim Team Member

It was around 6:30 a.m. when Ethan's mom called. The news wasn't good. In fact, the news was just terrible – for her, for me, and especially for Ethan. He'll be devastated. I need to do something to try and help him. But what? I decided to call someone who might be able to help.

After I hung up, I walked over back to the bedroom. Ethan was still asleep on the bed. I sat down on a small chair and watched him for a while. He looked so peaceful and so angelic. He slowly started waking up and noticed I was watching him.

"You perv." He started rubbing his eyes. "How long have you been watching me? Want me to give you something to look at?" With both legs, he pushed the covers off of him and lay there naked with his morning boner. He started making stretching motions and started displaying all sorts of inviting and provocative positions with his body.

I started salivating at the sight of his wide-open legs with his knees up and his hands stretching over his head. Then he flipped himself over and started stretching some more, making sumptuous movements with his irresistible butt, raising it up to show his butt hole, gyrating his hips against the bed sheets. Mmmm… I started massaging my own boner over my shorts and my nipples with my fingers at witnessing his erotically playful display.

Ethan got up from the bed and walked towards me. I loved the way his boner bounced up and down as he was walking. He sat on my lap facing me and gave me a hug. "Well? How did you like my performance?"

"You're up for an Oscar."

"I'll let you know where you can stick that Oscar. Last night was… it was… just WOW!" he mewled in my ear as he bent down and gave me a gentle kiss.

I took this opportunity to caress his soft golden skin. "Well sexy, did you know you're the first person I've ever had sex with. That means that from now on, no matter where we are and no matter who we're with, we will always remember this special moment. You will always be my first one."

"Really? THE very first one? You've never been with a girl before either?"

"Well, the last time I was inside a woman was when I went to visit the Statue of Liberty," I said with a smirk.

"Pa dum, pum," he said laughing at my joke. "Wow. I didn't know that. Well, who cares because I never wanna be with anybody else anyways." He studied my face and waited for me to say something. "Something wrong, Alex?"

I was about to tell him the truth and just get it over with, but I just couldn't. I didn't see any value in prolonging his suffering. "Your mom called while you were asleep. Ethan, she's making arrangements to leave your dad. I think she wants to divorce him. She told me not to take you to school because she's afraid your dad might go looking for you. She said she would pick you up around 4:00 in the afternoon." God, I hated lying to him.

Ethan had a mixed reaction. "She's leaving dad? That's great. But, where are we gonna go? Where will we live? Is he moving out?"

"I don't know, buddy. That's what she's trying to figure out. But at least you'll be safe. Look, don't worry about it right now. Since you're not going to school, we'll make this a special day. You didn't bring any extra clothes with you, so how 'bout we go to the store and get you some new digs? Then we'll go out and have some fun for the rest of the day. We'll make it a special day, just the two of us."

"Okay," he said still looking a little confused, but getting more excited.

I pushed ourselves up and kissed him on his neck. I started nudging my nose against his ear, then I kissed his forehead, kissed his nose, and as gentle as I could be, I kissed the bruise on his cheek. He put his head back and closed his eyes as I enveloped his rosy cherub lips in my mouth while running my fingers through his silky curls.

"Now be a good boy and start getting dressed," I said through the side of my mouth as we continued kissing.

"And what if I don't?"

"I'll give you a good spanking."

"Really?"

Immediately I gave him a loud spank.

"Owww!" he shouted laughingly as he went to get his clothes rubbing his hand over his butt.

Our first stop was at the department store. Ethan started looking around and made a few selections while I was looking in the men's section. He came over and said he wanted to try on some clothes. I followed him to the fitting rooms where he entered one of the stalls. After a few minutes, Ethan called. "Hey Alex, how does this look?"

I opened the door and peeked in. "That looks pretty good Ethan. Try on some more. You can take more than one."

A few minutes passed. "Alex, can you come look at this one?"

I opened the door and saw Ethan standing there with his hands on his hips and his legs slightly crossed, wearing a very skimpy woman's string bikini. "Ethan!" I whispered aghast looking around. I stepped in and quickly closed the door behind me as Ethan put his hand over his mouth trying to hold his laughter.

I got an immediate rise as I looked at him with a wolfish grin, admiring the flimsy piece of bright red cloth that looked about the size of a postage stamp. It was deliciously tented by his full boner. He raised his hands and slowly turned around, giving me a chance to see how the back string sinfully dug into his butt cheeks. To my greater delight, he started doing a slow belly dance that doubled the speed of my heart beat.

"Well, how do you like the outfit?" he asked looking at me, obviously enjoying my delight.

"Ethan." I swallowed hard gazing lustily up and down his body. Then I swallowed again. "That looks sooo hot. Leaves nothing to the imagination. I'll take it. I think these are actually half-off." I turned him around, bent down, and used my teeth to pull down the bikini halfway down his legs, exposing his butt cheeks. I parted his butt with my hands and gently blew air onto his exposed butt hole and was instantly rewarded by hearing his soft gasps of pleasure. I started visualizing how good it would feel to start fucking him up the ass for the first time right here and now. I got up and turned him around to face me.

"If that's a new version of a blow job, it felt really hot," he said as he pulled the bikini back up. He grabbed my boner over my jeans and squeezed. I was about to give out a moan, but stopped myself at the last moment, not knowing if there were other people in the other stalls. He got himself up on the small bench, raised his hands behind his head and started doing his belly dance again with his tented bikini right in front of my face. The only thing that would've made it perfect was if there had been a pole attached to the floor. He gave me a wicked smile and started teasing me by lowering the corners a little bit and lowering the front of the cloth to the base of his hardon.

I couldn't help myself as I lowered my pants and started masturbating at the most erotic display I had ever seen in my entire life. I started rubbing my face against his boner, adjusting it with my nose and intoxicating myself with his distinct boy smell. I tilted my head and very lightly bit down on his boner over the cloth with my teeth. I could just do this all day. I felt like canceling everything and just taking this young sex god home.

We heard some noises in the next stall and decided to bring an end to our little sex games. "You better hurry before I give you another spanking."

He turned around and stuck his butt in my face. "Yes, please give me another spanking," he whispered. "The last one you gave me felt kind of kinky. So, would you like me to add this to the shopping car?" he asked batting his eyes at me. "I believe it's 100% off right now," he said with a feline smile as he slowly and seductively started pulling off the bikini.

"Oh, fuck yes. Take two or three of them," I said fanning my face with my hands and trying to keep my drool in my mouth.

In addition to getting him some clothes, a windbreaker, some new shoes, and three bikinis of various colors and designs, I also bought us some matching round sunglasses. When I decided to take the bikinis, I had forgotten that he might not even have a chance to wear them after today.

After grabbing some breakfast and stuffing ourselves with pancakes, we went over to the side of the mountain to ride the aerial tramway up to the observation deck. It was a Monday, so Ethan and I were the only ones inside the cabin as we ascended upwards.

I still hadn't gotten over the strong sexual impulses from Ethan's performance that almost gave me a heart attack with excitement. "So, Mr. Wide Receiver, how 'bout a little tongue twister to pass the time?" I asked Ethan as I sauntered over to him and put my arms around his neck.

He looked around to make sure we were high enough that nobody would notice. "Haven't you had enough dessert, Mr. Wet Willie?"

"You can never have too much dessert." We started Frenching slowly as Ethan slipped his hand under my jeans and started playing with the tip of my penis. I pushed him against the side window and pressed myself against him. I raised up his shirt and started rubbing his body. I started getting flashbacks from last night of me slowly and methodically exploring every single part of his body with my hands, my mouth, and my tongue.

We slowly pulled away. "You have such a pretty face," I said, still looking into his eyes and holding his cheeks. "From now on, you're gonna be my pretty boy. Can I have a wet willy as an appetizer, Mr. Wide Reciever?"

"You like licking my lollipop, don't you? Lick away."

I nodded with a smile as I got on my knees and undid his new belt, unbuttoned his jeans and slowly pulled down his zipper. I pulled down his gray boxer briefs halfway down his butt, just enough to expose his hard cock. I never got tired of undressing this young hot sexy boy. Every time was almost as intense as the first time.

I slowly started alternating between licking his boner from the outside and licking it from the inside of my mouth. I got a surge of ecstasy from seeing it this close and just feeling how his body reacted and hearing his gasps as I licked around and on the tip of his gland.

"Oooh Al… keep doing that. No, what you were doing before. Uuh… yesss, yesss. Just like that. Mmmf. Oooh… fuck yeah. I love the way… you do that."

Ethan swallowed hard and slowly pulled back, still breathing hard. "We better stop. We're getting close to the top." He quickly pulled up his jeans and boxers and buttoned up as he softly started singing the classic Lollipop song. Then we started singing it together, putting our cheeks side by side and swaying to the music as we sang louder.

♫ "Lollipop, lollipop oh lolli lolli lolli, Lollipop, lollipop oh lolli lolli lolli, Lollipop, lollipop oh lolli lolli lolli, Lollipop (Pop!) Boo doom boom boom." ♫

We gave each other a high five, laughing as we exited the cabin after reaching the top. Ethan got really excited as we stepped off onto the observation deck. He ran straight to the binoculars, inserted some coins to activate it and started looking around. "Alex, look! I can see your house from here," he said excitedly.

"Look at you," I said admiringly. "Takes a licking and keeps on ticking."

"Tick tick tick tick," he said laughing.

After a while of looking through the binoculars and enjoying the view, we went into the gift shop to look around. He picked up a small model of the aerial tramway and showed it to me smiling.

"You want it?"

"Nah. You've already spent more than enough on me," he said as he slowly placed it back on the shelf.

"Nonsense. I love splurging on you. Here, we'll take two of them. One for you and one for me."

"Really? I wanted it to remember this day."

I suddenly felt a pang of guilt when I realized that he would certainly remember this day, but not in a good way. I started wondering what was going to happen to him. What was going to happen to us. As I was paying at the cashiers, I saw something glittering from the sunshine coming in through the window. I looked closer and noticed it was a set of pendants hanging from the jewelry section. This was so perfect. I turned around to make sure Ethan wasn't looking and asked the cashier to put them in a box and add it to my items.

We went back out to the observation deck and stood silently against the edge looking down at the city. I glanced over at Ethan and enjoyed watching him wearing his round sunglasses and the way the strong breeze flowed through his long curls. "What are you thinking about?" I asked softly as he was staring towards the horizon in deep thought.

"I'm imagining myself being a great eagle and flying high in the air where nobody can touch me. I'd make myself a nest on top of the tallest tree and have little baby eagles. I would take care of them and I would protect them so much that I wouldn't let anything hurt a single feather on them." He lightly touched the bruise on his cheek and suddenly felt self-conscious as he quickly put his hand down. I had to bring him out of his darkening mood.

"Hey, I have a surprise for you."

"You do?" he asked excitedly. "What? What is it?"

I pulled out the little box from the shopping bag, opened it and pulled out two necklaces holding puzzle pendants. I went behind him and had him hold his hair up as I clipped one of them around his neck. Then I clipped the other one around my neck. "These two puzzle pieces are different shapes. But look." I placed my piece close to his and they snapped together. "These are actually magnets. Not only do they attract each other,…" I fitted the two puzzle pieces together. "… but they complete each other as well. But they cannot be complete unless you and I are together."

"Awww, Alex. This is so cool. I love these. Thank you," he said giving me a hug. "You're just full of surprises today, aren't you?" He started playing around with the two pieces, putting them together with joyous wonder.

"Come on, pretty boy. Time to go."

"Where are we going?"

"Another surprise."

After coming down from the mountain, I decided to surprise him again by taking him to the go-cart racing track. He was bursting with excitement. His excitement and his laughter were so infectious, I never wanted it to end. It was almost deserted, so we spent more than an hour racing each other and just having the time of our lives. It took him a few trial and errors to get a handle of driving the little cars, but by the end, he was zipping by like a pro and beating me in a few races.

Some dark clouds started moving in and it started getting windy, so we decided to go. We were both famished from all the activities, so we headed over to a fast food joint for lunch. We smiled at each other as we were wolfing down our burgers and fries. The weather started getting worse and I started thinking about all the cleaning I was gonna have to do on our pool after last night's storm and this new one coming in.

"Alex, when mom picks me up, I'm gonna ask her if we can invite you out to dinner with us. It's the least we can do after everything you've done for us… and for what you've done for me. I'm sure she'll say it's okay. Will you come?"

I stopped chewing and forced myself to swallow my food. As I was taking a sip from my drink, I reluctantly decided it was time I finally tell him the truth. Damn, I should've told him sooner. I really dreaded this moment, especially after we spent such a perfect day together. But I couldn't put it off any longer. Pretty soon, he was going to find out either way.

"Ethan, there's something I haven't told you that you need to know. I wish there was an easy way of saying this. I haven't been entirely truthful with you. It's true that your mom wants to leave your father. But it's not true that she'll be picking you up this afternoon." Ethan frowned and started squinting his eyes at me as I continued. I could feel my heart pounding faster as I continued.

"It seems someone made an anonymous call to Child Protective Services and said you were being abused. They've opened up a case against your mom and dad. I know it's your dad who's the bad guy, but they don't know that yet. They need to do an investigation to make sure. This is gonna take some time."

Ethan started breathing faster and looked scared. It was tearing me apart seeing the look on his face. "In the meantime, someone from Child Protective Services is gonna stop by my house to pick you up. Ethan… I'm sorry, but they're gonna send you to a shelter for children until they can find you a foster home. It may be a while before they can sort this out and let you see your mom again, and before we can see each other."

Ethan spit the food out of his mouth as his eyes started welling up with tears. He looked at me accusingly. "A shelter?" he said softly. "A shelter?" he said more forcefully. "You told me mom was picking me up. You lied to me? Why didn't you tell me? Why did you have to lie to me? You said mom was picking me up!" He looked at me with a look of betrayal. "Alex, how could you not tell me? I trusted you." Tears started rolling down his cheeks. He started shaking his head. "I'm not going. I am not going to that shelter," he said defiantly. He jumped out of his seat and looked at me in anguish. "I hate you," he said almost whispering and quickly ran out of the restaurant. I felt a spike going through my heart at hearing those awful words. I put my hands over my face as I felt things starting to spiral out of control. I jumped up and quickly started going after him. I noticed he had left his windbreaker on the seat, so I quickly ran back to grab it. As I ran outside, I saw that the storm was already on top of us. It was already raining hard with gusty winds, so it was hard to see which way he ran off to.

I ran to my truck and started driving around looking for him. I was almost panicking with fear thinking that I would never find him. After about fifteen minutes of driving around in circles, I finally spotted him slowly walking down a lonely farm road. He stopped and started throwing up his food. He was soaking wet and looked so broken as he continued walking through sheets of rain. I was having trouble holding in my tears.

I pulled up beside him and rolled down my window. "Ethan, get in the truck!" He ignored me as lightning struck nearby with a roll of thunder. "Ethan! Ethan, please get in the truck. It's not safe out here!" Nothing. I stopped the truck and jumped off to go get him.

"GET AWAY FROM ME!" he shrieked as I got near him. "I hate you! You're just like my father!" Water was pouring down onto his face as he turned around and started walking away.

"Ethan, I'm so sorry I lied to you. I was wrong, okay? You're right. I should've told you sooner. Please get in the truck so we can talk about this," I pleaded as I followed him, wiping the water out of my face. "Ethan, what can I to do to make this right?"

He suddenly turned around and started yelling at me angrily with a seething stare. "My father always tells me that he's gonna take me up that mountain. He's… he's always telling me that tomorrow he's gonna take me down to the racetracks or to the park. It's always tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow with him. He said he was taking me to Six Flag because I got good grades. You wanna know how many times he's taken me to ANY of these places? ZERO! ZIP! NOT ONE FUCKING TIME!" he screamed. "He's always lying to me. He always, always lies. And now you're lying to me too! I keep asking myself if I'm doing something wrong to deserve this. What am I doing wrong?" he cried pleadingly.

He started crying louder with broken sobs as he started walking away again. Even though my face was wet, I could still feel my own tears coming down as I tried to control my emotions. I kept following him until he finally sat down against a light post in exhaustion with his knees up and buried his head in his arms. I went over and crouched in front of him. The rain had slowed down to a soft drizzle.

He raised his head and looked at me sadly. "Today was the most perfect day that I can ever remember. Being up there on the mountain with you felt a thousand times better than if I had gone up there with my own father. Going to the racetracks, going to wherever, just being with you made me feel safe. It made me feel wanted. It made me feel loved. Now I just feel… betrayed. By everyone. By you."

His words stung because I realized they were true. What can I do to make this right? How can I make him understand that I love him like I've never loved anyone else before?

"Yesterday at the Y when I walked in, you asked me what had happened to my face." He was talking so softly, I could hardly hear him. "The day before, dad told me that because I was being such a good boy, he was going to take me and mom to the park for a picnic on Sunday. Right away I thought it was a lie. But then he told me to gather some stuff for the picnic and put it in the car. He told me to take the frisbee and the football. He said we'd go right after I came back from vacuuming the pool with you and Mason. He was being so nice to me for a change. It felt so good. I thought that maybe he was starting to change. I thought he was going to start being like the father I wanted him to be."

He started crying softly again. "But then… Sunday morning, before mom took me to the Y, I went to ask my dad what time he wanted to take us to the park. I was so excited. You know what he did? He grabbed me by the shirt and slammed me against the wall. Hard. He said 'How dare you start ordering me around, you little worthless piece of shit.' I could smell his boozed-up breath. I was so scared. I tried to say I was sorry, but then he slapped me so hard with the back of his hand that I fell to the ground. It hurt so much. He yelled at me and said to stop talking back to him. I ran to my room and crawled under my bed. I could hear mom and dad yelling at each other and things crashing against the walls. I had never been so scared. Then mom came for me and said it was better if she took me to the Y and told me not to say anything about my bruise."

Ethan pushed back his curls to display the red bruise on his cheek. "It was the wedding ring he was wearing on his finger that caused my bruise." He started crying harder. "This is what I get for being such a good boy, isn't it?" he wailed. "I'm never gonna be good enough for him, am I? I hate him! I hate him so much I wish he was dead. I wish he was DEAD!"

I leaned over to him and he finally allowed me to hold him as he cried unconsolably. He was shaking so hard from the cold. "I'm sorry!" he cried as he put his arms around me tight. "I'm sorry Alex. I don't hate you. I want to stay with you. I don't wanna go to that shelter. Don't let 'em take me. Please don't let 'em take me!" he wailed.

"Shhh, shhh. It's gonna be okay, Ethan. It's just temporary. Nothing's gonna happen to you. You're gonna be okay. Shhh."

What can I do? I've never felt so helpless. I couldn't stop myself from crying either. I never imagined he would take it so hard. Dark thoughts started going through my head. We could run away together to some place where no one could find us. Mom had given me a credit card for emergencies. We could hold up for a few days. But then what? I'd eventually be arrested for kidnapping and he'll still end up in a shelter. Who can we ask for help? Wait! My mom. I forgot I talked to my mom this morning.

"Hey, listen. Ethan, calm down, let me tell you something. After your mom called, I called my own mom and told her what was happening. She said she would make some phone calls."

"What does that mean," he asked, wiping his face after finally calming down.

"I'm not sure, but she said she was gonna try to help you. But for now, you're gonna have to be brave, okay? Ethan, I never intended to hurt you. Please believe me. Look, wherever you end up going, remember that you have my phone number. You can call me anytime. Hey, you're still my boyfriend, right? I'm not gonna abandon you, Ethan. Ever. We'll find a way to keep seeing each other. I swear to God."

"And hope to die?" he asked looking down.

"Stick a needle in my eye," I said softly. "Come on. Let's get out of here." I led him back into the truck. I let him lie down sideways with his head against my leg. I quickly covered him up with his windbreaker and turned on the heater to full.

When we got home, I walked him straight to the shower. I turned on the small radio I had in the bathroom and tuned it to a station that played soft soothing music. After adjusting the water temperature, I carefully peeled off his wet shirt. I undid his belt, unbuttoned his jeans, pulled down his zipper and struggled to get them off because of the dampness. After I peeled down his wet boxer briefs, he reached over and started taking off my own shirt. I wasn't sure if he wanted me to shower with him, so I was glad to see that he did. After struggling out of my own jeans and underwear, we both stood there naked facing each other. Neither of us were hard because of all the raw emotions.

We stepped under the steaming shower spray with my arms around Ethan. We slowly and luxuriously started soaking in the hot water into our skin. I closed my eyes as my mouth trembled with emotions. Just thinking about how scared he was and the thought of not knowing what was going to happen to him, or when I going to be able to see him again was unbearable. We put our faces together and just stared into each other's eyes as the music continued. Slowly, very slowly, Ethan started putting his arms around me and lay his head on my chest as we slowly rotated ourselves under the water spray.

"I'm sorry I got mad at you," he whispered. "I was just scared, that's all. You were right. If you had told me sooner, I would have been miserable all day and I wouldn't have enjoyed the time we spent together. No matter what happens, I'll never forget this day and how much fun we've had." He looked up at me with that beautiful face of his. "No hard feelings?"

I looked down at both of our deflated penises. "No, there are definitely no hard feelings around here." We both laughed. "I could never be mad at you. You'll always be my pretty boy. Besides, it was my fault. I'm the one who should be apologizing. I should've handled this a lot better. I'm so sorry I lied to you."

Ethan started putting our two puzzle pendants together. "I forgive you. I guess I need to get a grip. Let me see what I can do about those hard feelings," he said as he gently started rolling my ball sack on one hand while slowly massaging my nipples with his thumb.

"Good grip," I said smiling. I quickly poured some body wash onto my hand and started lathering his own balls and his hardening dick. I turned off the sprayer and in no time, we both had lathered our entire bodies with sudsy soap.

I gently pushed down on his shoulders for him to lie down on the tub. Still on my knees, I bent down and started licking the side of his neck as he stroked my now fully functional hard on. As his naked chest was rapidly rising up and down with anticipation, I slowly lowered myself onto him. Trying not to put my full weight on him, we slowly slithered our soapy slippery bodies against each other.

He turned himself over on his stomach and raised his butt a little. I paused as I started wondering if he wanted me to fuck him in the ass. I placed my boner on his butt hole and experimentally pushed it in just a little. He softly cried out but didn't tell me to stop. "You tell me if you want me to stop, okay?"

"Okay," he gasped.

I pushed in a little further and stopped as he cried out again. I gently pulled out and decided he wasn't ready for this yet. Besides, he might get a physical when he gets to the shelter. I pushed his butt down and put my dick between his butt cheeks and told him to squeeze his legs together as I started soft-fucking him. Oh… my… god. I was having a wet dream while fully awake. As I was getting close to orgasm, I stopped. I wanted this moment to last.

We got ourselves up and rinsed off. Ethan tapped me on my shoulder and had me lie down. He sat down on my upper thighs and straddled me, right below my throbbing cock. He started masturbating me with both hands.

"Aaah… aaah. Stop! You're gonna make me cum," I gasped.

He pushed himself back and leaned down with his face right over my dick. He grabbed it and pulled down the skin a little. I started gasping with anticipation from what he was about to do. I had been waiting for this moment since yesterday after I gave him his first blow job.

He slipped my penis into his mouth and slowly started bobbing up and down. This unforgettable wet dream wasn't over just yet. My dick was on fire with wild levels of intensity as his tongue did somersaults all over my cock as he massaged my balls. My head was rolling from side to side as new feelings of ecstasy washed over my very soul.

"Oh yeah… oh yeah… mmf, fuck. Aah, aah, watch the teeth," I gasped.

Ethan suddenly snorted as he started laughing with my dick still in his mouth. He pulled himself up. "Sorry," he laughed. "Hey, you put your teeth on my dick back at the store. I'm just returning the favor."

"Yeah, just don't bite off more than you can chew."

He looked at the size of my dick, sizing it up with his fingers. "Yup, definitely more than I can chew."

"Flatterer." I looked over at the clock, still trying to catch my breath. It was a little after 3:00 p.m. We were barely going to have enough time to get dressed before the people from Child Protective Services stopped by. Ethan sensed the inevitability of this approaching event. He lied down on top of me and we just held each other, wondering if this was going to be the last time we would hold each other this way.

Later on, Ethan and I sat on the carpet against the sofa as the digital clock on the wall changed to 4:00 p.m. He was sitting between my legs as I hugged him from behind. He was holding the model of the aerial tramway in his hands and kept turning it around. He slowly slipped his hand into his front pocket and pulled something out. "Here," he said as he opened his hand. He was holding my hair clip. "You dropped this on the floor yesterday when we were playing that game at the Y with Steph and Mason. I'm sorry I kept it."

It was my hair clip specially made for men with long hair. I was wondering what had happened to it. I picked it up, looked at it, put it back on his hand, and closed his fingers around it. "Hold on to it. This is a part of me. Use this as a source of strength when you're at the shelter. It's like having a part of me with you as long as you hold on to it."

Before he could say something, we heard the door-bell ringing. He turned to look at me all scared again. I held his face with my hands, trying hard to keep my tears in. "Hey, don't be scared. I'll be right here," I said pointing at my phone. "Okay?"

"Okay," he said as he tightened his grip on the hair clip, trying hard not to cry.

As we were walking out, I was hoping the person at the door was a nice person and not the crusty old hag you see in horror movies working at the psycho institution. As we walked to the front of the gate, my heart sank. Standing in front of us was the very incarnation of that crusty old hag with a fat graying hair bun and a stern look on her face. Next to her was a walking boulder of a man in an over-tight black suit with a pizza face standing against a white service van. Ethan instinctively came over and hugged me, looking even more scared.

"Are you Ethan Evans?" she asked impatiently with a grating voice.

Ethan nodded his head, still holding on to me.

"I'm Mrs. Goodberry from Child Protective Services. You must be Alexander Greyson. I'll be taking custody of the child immediately."

"Don't let 'em take me. Don't let 'em take me. Don't let 'em take me," Ethan kept whispering over and over which made me hesitate.

"Mr. Greyson," she snapped. "Hand over the child. Now! You're only making this harder on the boy. Ethan, let's go. I don't have all day and I'm not getting paid overtime for this crap."

I looked down at Ethan's terrified face and saw that it was covered with tears. I can't let him go like that. "You want me to drive you over?" I whispered to him. He quickly nodded his head.

"Mrs…. I'm sorry, what was your name again?"

"Mrs. Goodberry," she said with a glare.

"Mrs. Goodberry, I think it would be less traumatic for him if I drove him over myself."

"Absolutely not. That is strictly against procedure."

"Why not?"

"I am not going to explain myself to you, young man. This is ridiculous. Hal, grab the kid and let's go."

"Alex!" Ethan pleaded as he tightened his grip on me and started crying as pizza face started walking towards us.

"Hey, BACK OFF!" I yelled at him as I pushed Ethan behind me.

"Look kid, the harder you make it for us, the harder we're gonna make it for you when we get there. Capiche?" he said with a sadistic smile.

What the… oh, hell no. There's no way I'm letting this walking horror show take my Ethan.

The lady must've noticed the horror on my face after hearing what Hal had said. "Hal, could you please shut up and just – get – the kid."

I freed myself from Ethan's grip and crouched down a little getting myself ready to try and tackle this walking boulder and hopefully give Ethan a chance to run and get away. I was also hoping the goon wouldn't turn me into ground beef in the process. But that didn't matter. As long as Ethan was able to get away. "Ethan, when I say run, you run far away from here as fast as you can, got it?" Just as I was about to attack, I heard someone's cell phone ringing. It was coming from the lady's purse.

"Hal, hold on. It's the boss." She took the call. "Hello?… yeah, we're here picking up the kid now… whoa hold on, you want me to do what?… you can't be serious… but Stan, you just can't do that. I haven't even… no, I'm not disobeying a direct order, I'm just saying that this is against procedures." She gave Ethan and me a seething stare and bore into us with her laser eyes. "All right, fine… yes, yes, I heard you loud and clear."

She ended the call and slowly walked over to me with a barely controlled rage. I didn't back off an inch, letting her know that I wasn't going to be intimidated by her. "Is your mother Eleanor Greyson?"

"Yes," I answered cautiously.

"Your mother must know some pretty important people from what she just pulled off. Under my strenuous objections, I have been ordered to leave the child in the custody of your mother. Where is she?" she demanded.

I leaned my face closer to hers menacingly, causing her to back off a little. "At work, and I don't know when she'll be coming back."

"How old are you?" she asked suspiciously.

"I'm eighteen," I lied. All this time I kept glaring at her with a menacing smile and loving every minute of seeing her discomfort.

After studying my face, she finally pulled some papers out of her satchel. "Fine. It seems I have no choice but to leave Ethan in your temporary custody until your mom gets home. Sign here, here and here and initial there and there. Tell her to call the number on the form when she gets back so we can schedule a home inspection."

I chicken-scratched my signatures and initials on the form while still giving her a cold stare, making her even more nervous.

"You will be responsible for the child's safety and well-being until Mrs. Greyson gets back. Do you understand your responsibilities, young man?"

This bitch was trying to make a futile attempt to reassert her authority over me. "Just get the fuck off my property, lady. And take your fucking bull dog with you."

Hal looked at her. "You're gonna let this snotty kid talk to us like that?"

She gave Ethan a cold stare. "This isn't over yet. You watch yourself. Both of you. Let's go, Hal."

"Is that a threat?" She ignored me as they got in the van.

As I saw them driving off, I found myself sitting on the ground, shaking from the overdose of adrenaline coursing through my veins. I looked over at Ethan as he was just standing there too scared to move, not knowing what was going on. Tears suddenly started rolling down my face as I couldn't hold my bottled-up emotions in any longer. "Thank you, mom," I whispered into the air. "Whatever you did, thank you. You're an angel." I made a motion for Ethan to come to me. He ran over and knelt down.

"Alex?" he asked all confused.

I leaned over and hugged him tightly as I kept crying softly.

"Alex, you're scaring me. What's going on? What just happened? Do you still have to drive me over to the foster home?"

I started laughing, wiping my tears as I slowly got a hold of myself. "Ethan, you're already there, buddy."

"I don't understand."

"Remember yesterday at the Y when you asked me if I could adopt you?"

"Yeah," he said, still confused.

I got myself up, put my arms around his shoulders and pointed at the house. "Welcome to your new foster home."

He looked at the house, then looked at me questioningly with tears forming in his eyes, as if not daring to hope that what I was telling him could possibly be true. "You mean…"

I nodded my head teary eyed with the biggest smile.

"WHOOOOHOOOO!" We both started whooping and making howling noises like wolves, jumping around in circles as we hugged each other tightly. We stopped and just held each other for a long while.

"Is this for real, Alex? You're not lying to me?"

"Not this time, Ethan. I promise. I'd rather die than ever lie to you again."

"Alex?"

"What is it, Ethan?"

"I just… I wanted to say thank you for everything you've done for me." He stared into my eyes. "I also wanted to say that I… uhm, what I mean is that I… I…"

"I love you too, Ethan," I said tenderly as I caressed his cheek.

Ethan gave me an embarrassed look. He walked over to me and jumped up for me to catch him, wrapping his arms and his legs around me. "I love you so much, Alex." This had quite a calming effect on me as I slowly put him back down. "I guess I can hand this back to you now." He opened his hand and offered my hair clip back.

"Turn around. I wanna try something." I said as I took it from his hand. I gathered his hair and pulled it back, carefully clipping it on. He had just enough hair to make it look nice. I turned him around to take a look. I was pleasantly surprised at the transformation. I could see all of his face at once. He looked so hot that I felt my juices starting to flow again. "Helloo sexy. You look so hot. You will no longer be my pretty boy. You're more than a pretty boy now. From now on you're gonna be my… my…" I started snapping my fingers trying to think of the right word.

"Dream boy; sexy boy; boy toy; lover boy?"

"That's it! Lover boy. That's perfect. But also all of the above," I said with a wink.

Ethan's phone chirped. He pulled it out and read a text message. "Hey, it's Mason. He wants to know if we can pick him up at school."

"Yeah? Awesome. Tell him we'll be right there. I guess we'll just have to throw ourselves a celebration party. Come on, lover boy. Let's go get Mason. It's party time. As I recall, he still owes you a real blow job, doesn't he?"

"That's right. Yes, he does." Ethan started rubbing his hands together as he softly started singing the Lollipop song again, pausing for me to join in.

I felt a surge of exhilaration at the thought of being alone with Mason and Ethan under my own roof. I was certainly glad that I had decided to buy more than one bikini. Oh, what a celebration this was gonna turn out to be.

♫ "Lollipop, lollipop oh lolli lolli lolli…" ♫

Chapter 7
Australian Kiss and Shooting Stars

Alex, Ethan and Mason reunite at Alex' house for a private celebration. Jax and his cute cousin crash the party and are enticed into joining their secret club. Alex and Ethan reveal some secrets from some events in Chapter 1.

Characters: Alex, 17 yo – Lifeguard; Ethan, 10 yo – Swim Team Member; Mason, 10 yo – Swim Team Member; Jax, 8 yo, Alex' Neighbor; Shane, 9 yo, Jax' Cousin

After picking up Mason from school, we were heading to the store to pick up some stuff for our little celebration. Mason had told his mom that he was going over to his cousin's house and that his cousin would cover for him. After our little ordeal with the minions from Child Protective Services, the mood was slowly starting to pick up for Ethan and I. As I was driving, Ethan was sitting in the middle and Mason was on the right. Ethan sounded excited as he was giving Mason a short version of everything that had happened.

"Man, you should've seen Alex when that big troll came after me. He looked like a tiger getting ready to pounce."

"You think you could've taken him, Alex?" Mason asked looking impressed.

"Are you kidding? He would've shredded me into smithereens."

"So, what other interesting things did you guys do besides going up the mountain and riding the go carts?" Mason asked salaciously.

"Nothing special." Ethan said as he looked at me and winked his eye.

"Uh huh," Mason said unconvinced. "Come on Ethan. It's me. Mason. These ain't virgin ears you're talking to. Did you guys fuck?"

"Oh, yeah, try not to be too subtle about it, Mason." Ethan looked at me and started blushing.

"Well? Did you? Did you, did you, did you? Dude, you're turning into a tomato, so I know what that means," Mason teased nudging Ethan with his elbow.

"Well, that depends on how you define the word 'fuck'."

"Well, have you at least given Alex the Australian kiss?"

"The what?"

"The Australian kiss. You know, kissing down under? Alex?"

"Under what?" I asked confused.

Mason looked exasperated and started making his blow-job motions.

"Oooh! The Australian kiss." Ethan looked at me with a shy smile.

Mason put his arm around Ethan's neck. "You're face still looks like a tomato, so it must be true. Come on, dude. Out with it."

"But this is different. We had a special moment and we want to keep it private. There are some things I just don't want to tell you anymore. Right Alex?"

"Uhm, yeah. Sure."

Mason just stared at Ethan with a look of disbelief that was starting to turn into hurt feelings. "Dude, seriously?"

"Of course I'm gonna tell you, you big goofy face. You know that I'm just dying to tell you everything. I was just messing with you."

"Man, you had me going there. I thought you were going rogue on me or something."

"Okay, here's how it went down. Get it? Went down?"

"Yes. Ha ha. Good one. Keep going," Mason smiled, gesturing with his hand impatiently.

Ethan proceeded to recount our romantic evening from last night and today's shower encounter in such exquisite detail that he even made me blush. Just hearing his voice narrating the most erotic things we did together was a real turn-on.

"… and then I was jacking him off and I had to stop 'cause he said he was about to cum. Then I bent down and grabbed his gigantorous Moby Dick and started playing with the tip of it with my tongue. Then I started licking the sides of it like a popsicle all around it while I slowly played with his balls." He started talking slowly and provocatively, as if he was telling a ghost story. "Then I put the whole thing inside my mouth as far as it could go and started sliding my wet lips around it up and down, up and down. It was soo wet and soo slippery that it just glided soo smoothly in and out of my mouth. I went up and down 24 times non-stop. I know 'cause I counted."

Mason looked at Ethan reverently. "Dude! You're a fucking woodpecker. Is that what you're gonna call him now? Moby Dick?"

"Thar she blow, right?"

We all burst out laughing.

"And then what happened?"

"He bit me," I interrupted trying not to laugh as Ethan gave me an elbow jab. "Ow."

"I did not! I just grazed you a little."

"You bit him?? Is that when you told Alex 'It was nice gnawing you?" Mason and I burst out laughing and gave each other a soft high-five. Then Mason yelped as Ethan gave him his own elbow jab. "Oww! All right. All right. I'm sorry. Hey, come on. You have to admit that was funny. Just don't get any funny ideas when you have my dick inside your mouth."

"Yeah? You're gonna let me? You've never let me before."

"After the way you described it, it's hard to resist."

"Hard to resist?" Ethan repeated laughing.

"Besides, I owe you a blow job too from yesterday, remember? This time a real blow job. So, do you still want it."

"I thought you'd never ask. Who's going to suck first?"

"Paper, rock, scissors!" they both chanted and gestured at the same time.

"Ha ha, sucker. Paper covers rock. I go first," Mason said with a satisfied smile.

"Thar she blows."

Mason leaned over and looked towards me. Then he started whispering in Ethan's ear while still looking at me. Either he wasn't very good at whispering, or he was purposely whispering loud enough for me to hear.

"Hey, will it piss you off if me and your hottie over there… you know, did stuff with each other too?"

Ethan turned to look at me, smiled, then turned back to Mason. "Nah. As long as you do it while I'm there, you can fuck each other's brains out all you want. It'll be fun to watch," Ethan whispered back.

"Hey, my ears are ringing. What are you guys saying about me?"

"Oh, nothing important. I was just asking Ethan if it was okay if you and I fucked each other while he watched. That's all. He said yes," Mason said all casual.

My heart skipped a couple of heart beats as various fantasies flashed through my head. "I see you're still being a little vague. So, what are you trying to say," I asked with a big grin.

(About an hour later)

"Alex, your place is awesome. All these trees and all this privacy. We could have an orgy here and nobody would know."

"Mmm, don't tempt me. I just might take you up on it. Just leave the grocery bags on the kitchen counter. I'll put everything away. Ethan, you want to give Mason the grand tour?"

"Hey, can we start with his stack of pornos?" Mason asked.

"I'm not sure where he keeps them. We'll ask him in a little bit."

"Does he really have a whole stack?"

"Later." Ethan eagerly grabbed Mason's hand and pulled him into the hallway.

Witnessing Mason's heightened level of promiscuity with me and Ethan gave me a surge of impatient anticipation of all the nasty things we were going to be doing with each other. Yes, I know that Ethan is my boyfriend, but Mason is still hot as hell. I'm glad Ethan's okay with all three of us fooling around with each other. Just thinking about having group sex with these two-10-year olds made me decide to put this stuff away later. We may not have too much time, so I immediately went to grab my stash of porno magazines and DVD's.

Holding my medium sized box of porn, I headed to my bedroom. I immediately stopped at the entrance as I noticed Ethan and Mason pulling each other's clothes off until they were standing naked facing each other. As Ethan went to lie down on the bed, he got Mason's hand and pulled him on top of him with their heads towards me. They were suddenly overcome with passion as they started caressing each other's body with their hands, their tongues and their lips. I wanted to go join them but decided that it would be quite arousing to just watch them for a while instead.

Hoo-wee, what a sight. This was a hundred times better than watching porn. Getting to see Mason naked again gave me such a lustful high. I again noticed how Ethan was taking command of all the action. The way Ethan squeezed and caressed Mason's butt, reaching deep down between his legs with his hands, causing Mason to tense up with sensual pleasure as they both pressed and rubbed their dicks against each other. They were whispering words in each other's ears that I couldn't make out. Then Mason pushed Ethan's legs apart and up into the air. Woah, was he about to… wow! Mason opened Ethan's butt cheeks and clumsily started trying to put his dick in his hole. Slowly, Mason managed to get into a rhythmic thrust as his moistened dick started sliding in and out. They went at it for a couple of minutes non-stop.

"How come we never did this before," asked Ethan between gasps.

"Because you were ugly. Now you're hot."

"Shut up and keep fucking."

"Whatever you say, loverboy."

Ethan's head rolled down from the edge of the bed with his eyes closed making faces of lust as he rapidly stroked his hard nipples with his hands. Then his eyes opened and he was looking straight at me upside down. We locked eyes and we just stared at each other for a while as Mason kept pounding away at Ethan. Ethan reached his arms towards me and made 'come here' signs with his fingers.

I stepped closer and Ethan started unbuttoning my jeans and pulling down my zipper.

"Hey, big guy. Don't you want some of this? I know you do," Mason said teasingly.

Then both boys got up and pulled me on top of the bed. While Mason peeled off my shirt, Ethan quickly started pulling my jeans and my underwear off at the same time. Mason pushed me down on the bed and straddled me.

"Menage a trois?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Menage a trois," he said with a smile. "I loosened him up for you," Mason whispered in my ear with that exotic smile of his. "Why don't we get rid of that pony tail of yours and make you look more sexy?" Mason reached back behind my head and pulled off the elastic letting my hair hang loose. He bent down and started Frenching me, then he slowly went down to kiss my neck, then went down to kiss my nipples, went further down to kiss my navel, and finally zeroed in on my dick which was so hard that it was beginning to hurt. During all this, since Mason was in such an inviting position bending down on his knees, Ethan was returning the favor and started fucking Mason from behind.

I thought I had been in heaven before. I thought I'd been having a wet dream before. But this – this was a whole new realm of experience. Nothing could have prepared me for what I was experiencing right now. The feel of Mason's lips gliding all over my love muscle, feeling the gentle scraping of his tongue, the way his bangs covered half of his face while fondling my nut sack with his hands, the way Ethan's long curls swayed back and forth as he rhythmically fucked Mason in the ass. All this filled me with such raw intense pleasure that I was struggling not to explode my load inside his mouth.

Was it just four days ago that I was fooling around with these two boys in the shower at the Y. The difference was that at the Y, there was always the constant worry that someone would walk in on us. Now that we were in my own house, we could just take our time and we could do whatever we wanted for as long as we wanted without any interruptions. This was the first time Mason and I had ever kissed. This was definitely the first time he had given me a blow job. It would be so easy to also fall in love with this walking orgasm.

We flipped each other so that I was on top of Mason. I started kissing him in all the places that he kissed me, except I gave myself a little extra time to drink in the sight of his soft lips, his little hard nipples, his sexy tan line, and of course, his perfectly circumcised little boner that somehow looked bigger than before. Maybe because it was standing at attention right in front of my mouth. I indulged myself by slowly gliding the back of my fingers over the V of his groin area and feeling the texture of his silky soft skin. Ethan was lying on his side and started jerking me while I fondled Mason.

"Go for it, Alex," Mason said softly. "Just do it. I know you want it. You can't resist my hard boy cock any longer, can you? Suck it, man. Just suck it."

Not being able to hold myself back, I enveloped my mouth over his deliciously hard cock rocket and started rolling it around my mouth and my tongue in all possible ways I could think of as Mason squirmed around and squeezed the pillow under his head with his hands in lustful ecstasy. All my senses became heightened as this experience seared itself inside my head. Feeling the hardness of his cut boner as my tongue playfully shifted it back and forth, smelling the now familiar exotic and intoxicating scent of this boy's body, seeing these images of his most private and erotic boy parts at such close range – all these senses quickly seduced me into such a sexual trance that I was slowly losing myself in this boy. I had to force myself back to reality as I felt myself wanting to orgasm from Ethan's masturbating hand. Sensing my reaction, Ethan stopped stroking.

"Am I good, or what? Hey Mason, how about we finally settle that score," Ethan said as he stood up and leaned against the head board.

I pulled myself out of bed and went to sit on the chair next to the bedroom door to recover and watch. Mason got on his knees facing Ethan's hardon and started caressing Ethan's very malleable nut sack with his fingers. One of the things I love about Ethan's dick is the way the tip of his gland naturally sticks out from his foreskin all the time. Mason started inspecting Ethan's dick and pulled out little fibers of lint with his fingers. Then he pulled Ethan's foreskin back and forth making his dick even harder. Then Mason enveloped Ethan's entire erect dick into his mouth and started blowing him with a slow rhythm.

Ethan started whispering a count of how many times Mason's head moved back and forth. "One, two, three, four…"

"Dude, stop counting. That's just… weird," Mason demanded.

"Fine, I'll stop. But I'll bet you won't be able to keep yourself from counting."

"Fucker! You're trying to give me a complex.

Ethan started laughing. "Okay, sorry. I wouldn't want you to start throwing any 'blows'."

Mason burst out laughing too. "Okay, I have to admit that was a good one." Mason continued blowing Ethan.

"Mmmm, Mason. Oooh, Mason. Why haven't you done this before either? Don't answer that. Just… keep going." Ethan closed his eyes and put his head back as he started caressing Mason's hair and ears with his fingers.

I became mesmerized with Mason's naked body posture from behind while on his knees with his legs slightly apart. I wanted to put my dick between those butt cheeks so badly that it made me shudder. I was about to go and join the boys again when suddenly I noticed Ethan making silent gestures with his hand. He pointed towards the door and put his finger on his lips for me to stay quiet. I turned around and standing at the entrance was none other than little Jax peeking in from the side of the door. Shit! So much for no interruptions. I need to put an automatic lock on that damned front gate.

Ethan kept gesturing for Jax to come closer with his finger on his lips indicating to him not to make a sound. And finally, I realized the fiendish plot Ethan was planning. I quietly guided Jax to stand right in front of Mason's face. Mason, not having a clue what was going on, kept blowing away at Ethan's dick. Then Mason's head made a sudden stop and gave Jax a side look. He pulled himself away so fast that it actually made a faint popping sound as Ethan's dick popped out of his mouth. His face looked like a terrorized chipmunk with rounded cheeks as he quickly covered himself with a pillow.

"What the ff… who… where did… WHAT THE FUCK?!"

Ethan and I were laughing so hard that we were rolling on the floor holding our stomachs and tears coming out. For once, Mason looked speechless. Still laughing, I went to sit next to Mason on the bed to say sorry to him, but just looking at his face made me laugh even harder.

"All right. You guys got me good, hands down. Ha ha, very funny." He looked at the little kid who was smiling at him. "You must be Jax?" Mason said.

"Yeah. How did you know?"

"A little bird told me. Don't pay attention to these weirdos. It's not their fault that they're weird."

"That's okay. We're all weird, aren't we?" Jax said innocently.

I kind of felt bad because I thought maybe we went too far and I was worried that Mason might actually be upset.

Ethan climbed back on the bed and hugged Mason from behind, cupping his chin over Mason's shoulder. "Hey bro. You know I love you, right? Please don't be mad at me. I just couldn't pass this one up. You should've seen the look on your face. I wish I could've taken a shot with my camera. It would've been perfect on a greeting card with a caption that said 'Dick? What dick'?"

This caused Mason to burst out laughing himself. "All right. All right. But I'm getting you back," he said pointing his finger at Ethan.

Ethan turned Mason's head around with his hand and gave him a wet kiss on the lips. "No you won't 'cause you're too nice to me."

"Yeah, well… lucky for you."

Ethan hugged Mason from behind again and started blowing softly in his ears. "I can make it up to you," Ethan purred playfully.

"I'm listening."

"Well, I still haven't given you your blow job yet. I'll make it a special blow job you'll never forget just for you." Ethan said with a Cheshire cat smile.

"Well, it better be more than 21."

"What?"

"I gave you 21 blows. I couldn't keep myself from counting, you asshole."

Ethan started snorting with laughter. "You counted?" Ethan gave Mason a tight hug from behind again. "It'll definitely be more than 21."

As I was watching these exchanges back and forth between Ethan and Mason, I started to see a new Ethan emerging as if he was a transformed butterfly casting off its cocoon. In the absence of the constant threats and the constant stress of putting up with his father at home, Ethan was becoming more playful, more assertive, more bold, more sexy, and much more beautiful. A few hours ago when he ran off into the storm, he said that being with me made him feel safe, it made him feel wanted, and it made him feel loved. Hopefully he no longer felt betrayed. This is exactly what he needed to start coming out of his shell. A place where he felt completely safe and not have to wonder when his father would be taking his next drink. A place where he was finally happy and at peace.

"By the way – Mason, meet Jax. Jax, this is Mason, my bestest friend in the world."

"We've met," Mason said as he and Jax slapped their hands together. "He's a cutie. Have you seduced him yet?"

"No! Well, maybe."

"Can I seduce him?" Mason asked giving Jax an up and down look.

"Don't be surprised if he seduces you first."

I went over to the bed and kneeled in front of Mason. "Hey buddy. That was messed up what we did to you and I'm sorry. Will you forgive me?"

"Only after I give you a few slaps on the face." Mason stood up and started slapping me on the face with his cut hard dick, causing Jax to put his hand over his mouth and start giggling. By now, it looked like Jax was getting fully aroused by all these naked games he was seeing.

"I was a real bad boy," I said to Mason, still staring at this heart stopping sight. "I think I deserve a few more slaps."

I shuddered with lust as Mason gave me two more slaps before pushing my face away.

Jax came over and kneeled next to me. He kept ogling at Mason's hard dick without saying a word. "His wiener looks just like mine," he whispered.

Mason noticed Jax staring at him. "I suppose you deserve a few slaps yourself for scaring the shit out of me."

Jax smiled shyly and closed his eyes as Mason gave him a few slaps with his dick. "And don't think I've forgotten about you, Ethan. Get over here." Ethan dutifully kneeled in front of Mason to get his punishment. As Mason was slapping Ethan's face with his dick, Ethan started laughing as he began softly counting the number of slaps. "Get out of here, you weirdo." Mason laughed as he pushed Ethan away. "Okay, now you guys are forgiven."

All of a sudden, I heard a strange whispering noise coming from just outside the door. Shit, someone else was here. I quickly snapped my fingers for us to cover ourselves. The boys quickly covered themselves with the pillows. I couldn't find anything within reach without getting off the chair, so I pulled off one of my socks and slipped it over my boner, realizing the stupidity of such an action.

"Jax," I heard in a loud whisper.

Jax walked over and stepped out into the hallway. "Shane? What are you doing here? I thought you went back to the house."

"I got bored. I saw where you came in through, so I followed you in. What are you guys doing? Why are they naked? Are they doing something nasty?"

"Shane, if I tell you, you have to swear you won't tell nobody. I'm serious. You have to like, swear really really hard. And if you even think of telling anyone, I'll tell your mom what you were doing with your sister the other day."

Shane swallowed hard. "Fine. I swear."

Jax spit on his hand and held it out. Shane did the same and they both shook hands. "Dude, my friend Alex has a box this big just full of magazines and movies with a bunch of naked girls where you can see everything. And I mean everything. You can see their boobs and even their pussies. And then you can see them doing it with guys."

"You're lying."

"I swear. Yesterday I found one of his X-rated movies in the Xbox by accident and he let me watch the whole thing. Come on. You can ask him yourself if you don't believe me.

"I'm not sure. Are they still naked? Maybe they don't want me coming in."

"Just come on."

Jax walked in pulling Shane by the hand. He introduced us to this gorgeous looking kid of about the same age. He had short light-brown spiked hair with a short string braid coming down the back of his head. "Sorry guys, this is my cousin Shane. I didn't know he had followed me in. He's spending the night at my house. Is it okay if he stays a little? He promised he won't tell."

I looked admiringly at this potential new sex toy. He was just a little taller than Jax with the cutest dimples. His eyes were a light hazel with thick eyelashes. He was wearing a black t-shirt with the word 'BOY' in bold white letters. The most striking was his short cut-off jeans he was wearing that hugged his butt very appreciatively. I noticed the way Mason and Ethan were also checking him out as they secretly massaged their boners under their pillows over their laps.

I quickly got myself up to introduce myself. Shane's eyes grew wide as he noticed my boner with my sock over it that I no longer bothered to hide anymore. His eyes quickly came back up. "Hi Shane. I'm Alex. Of course you can stay," I said with a big smile as I grabbed his hand to shake it. "Shane, these are some friends of mine." Before I could continue with the introductions, Mason and Ethan looked at each other, tossed their pillows aside and stood up fully naked and walked over to shake Shane's hand also.

Shane's reaction was priceless. He took an involuntary step back as his eyes went wide again, trying desperately to avert his eyes from their naked bodies.

"Hi Shane. I'm Mason."

"And I'm Ethan. Very nice to meet you. You can stay as looong as you want."

Shane's eyes were shifting in all sorts of directions except down as they were shaking hands. He looked down for a few second and quickly back up with a most embarrassed expression.

"How old are you, Shane?" asked Mason.

"Wh… What? Oh, I'm ah… I'm aaah…"

"He's nine," Jax offered trying not to laugh.

"Yes. I'm… I'm nine," repeated Shane with a big gulp, still keeping himself from looking down.

"You know, Shane," Ethan paused as he was trying to come up with a plan. "We're part of this thing called the Naked Club. When you walked in through the front door without knocking, you automatically became a member. The same thing happened to Jax just now when he walked in, right Jax?" he asked with a wink that only Jax could see.

"Yup. It's true."

Mason joined in. "Which means that you and Jax will have to strip naked for us. Those are the rules. And you wouldn't want to break the rules, would you?"

"What?? But I don't wanna strip," Shane said speaking low and looking apprehensive.

They're going at it the wrong way. They're coming on too strong. I need to throw in something to sweeten the deal. I walked over and picked up the box of pornos. "Hey Shane. You see this box? Jax was telling you the truth. This box is full of magazines and videos with naked girls. Do you like seeing naked girls?" Shane nodded with a shy smile. "Have you ever seen a naked girl before?" He shook his head. "Would you like to see a naked girl right now?" Shane looked at Jax and they both smiled as Shane nodded.

I grabbed a barely legal girl magazine out of the box and turned to where the centerfold was. With the centerfold still folded up, I held it up for Shane and Jax to see. They could see the girl's face down to just above her breasts. I slowly started lowering the folded-up page to reveal more and more of the girl. Shane leaned closer with his eyes going wide again. I kept lowering the page just above the girl's pussy and stopped.

"If both of you strip for us and do what we say, I'll let you look at all of my magazines and you can watch any of my videos full of naked girls. You can still say no, but would you boys want to pass up a chance to see more of this?" I unfolded the centerfold all the way giving the boys a clear view of the girl's seductive naked pose. Shane's and Jax' eyes went wide at the lustful sight.

"Wooow!" Shane said excitedly swallowing hard, barely able to contain himself. "She's really naked."

"I told you he had movies with naked girls. Shane, come on. Don't you wanna see them? I know you wanna see them 'cause I can see you have a stiffy poking out of your shorts."

"No I don't." Shane quickly sat down on the bed and put his arms over his lap. "Do we have to take off everything, even our underwear?"

"Yes. Look, we'll do it together, yeah?"

While Shane was still trying to decide, I opened up the centerfold again and held it up a little longer for them to lust over.

"Mmmm, dude. You're gonna say no to that?" Jax pleaded rubbing his own stiffy. "All those pussies and the tities and the… mmmm." Jax grabbed Shane's shoulders and shook him a couple of times. "SHANE, PLEEASE!"

Shane slowly started smiling. "You have a whole box full of them?"

I grabbed the box and tilted it so he could see everything piled inside. Shane closed his eyes and smiled, hardly believing what he was seeing. "All right. I'll do it."

Line, hook, and sinker. I got him. I could barely contain myself just thinking about seeing him strip naked for us. Jax was cute, but Shane was cuter and a lot sexier.

Ethan and Mason were both giving me a thumbs-up with the widest grins. "All right. Shane, before you guys start, you wanna do the honors by pulling on my sock?" Shane looked down, reached out his hand and hesitated. He looked up at me while he slowly pulled the sock off my boner. "That's okay, Shane. You can look at it. That's part of being in our Naked Club. We can all look at each other naked without being ashamed or embarrassed." Shane looked down and stared at my naked body with a smile. Being naked in front of a new set of sexy young eyes was one of the biggest turn-ons for me.

Ethan came up to me and whispered in my ear. "Alex, where did you hide the bikinis?"

"Shit, that's right. Check in the closet. They're in one of the bags."

Ethan came out of the closet and held up the three bikinis. "All right, guys. Pick one of these and go into the bathroom, take off your underwear and put these on. Then get dressed again and come back out."

"Aww, man! We have to wear girl's underwear," complained Shane.

"It's okay. It's part of the deal, right Jax?"

"Girl's underwear??" Jax said hesitantly. "Yuk."

"Come on. We don't have that much time." Ethan pushed the boys around and sent them into the bathroom.

"This is all your fault, Jax." The two boys kept grumbling as they walked away.

"Hey, I don't care. As long as I get to see more naked girls. Come on. It'll be worth it."

"Ethan, where did you get these from," Mason asked admiringly as he was inspecting the third bikini made out of a silky red cloth.

"Alex bought them when he bought my new clothes. I actually surprised him by wearing that one in the fitting room in front of him.

"Why don't you try it on, Mason?"

Ethan's eyes lighted up. "Hey, I've got an idea. Mason, put these on and when the kiddos are up there stripping, you can guide them on what to do. In fact, why don't you put your jeans and your shirt on and show them how to do a sexy strip-down and they'll follow your lead. You want to?"

"What about you?"

"Come on. We both know you have better moves than I do."

"Yeah, you're right. Okay, it'll be fun," Mason said as he pulled on the bikini and slowly and seductively turned around for inspection. The he started getting dressed.

"Okay, we're ready," Jax said as he and Shane came out of the bathroom fully clothed. "Where do you want us to do it?"

I looked around. I had a king size bed, so that would do just fine. "Do it on top of the bed. Hold on. Let me get my radio." I brought my radio from the bathroom and turned it to an appropriate style of music.

At the sound of the music, both boys climbed onto the bed and awkwardly started swaying to the music. Mason snapped his fingers to catch their attention. "Follow my lead guys, okay? Just do what I do." Shane and Jax looked a little more at ease with their new instructor. Mason pulled up his shirt to his neck and started doing a sexy hip dance. He was actually very good. The two other boys awkwardly followed suit. They were so terrible that they actually looked cute.

Mason unbuttoned his jeans and slowly lowered and raised his zipper to the rhythm of the music as the other boys tried to copy his moves. Then he turned around and slowly lowered and raised the back of his jeans just enough to give us a glimpse of the top portion of his red bikini string. Following Mason's lead, Jax went first as he slowly and teasingly lowered his jeans all the way down and kicked them off. The bikini was a little big for him so he pulled them up, causing part of his nut sack to stick out. He was still sporting a very nice boner which we could see tenting the purple cloth. Then he tried doing his hip dance again while seductively pulling off his shirt.

As Jax was about to lower his bikini, Mason told him to wait, saying that it was Shane's turn. Shane unbuttoned his faded cut-off jeans and lowered his zipper. "Shane, do exactly as I do, okay?" Mason said. Imitating Mason, Shane put his head back a little, turned to his side and stuck out his butt, hooked his thumbs on his shorts and slowly pulled them down just enough to see a side view of half of his butt. Then Shane turned his back to us, raised his hands, and spread his legs showing us how the string of his bikini disappeared into his butt crack. Then he started with the hip dance to the rhythm of the music, which he was getting a lot better at than Jax.

Still watching Mason, Shane slowly started swaying his butt left to right as he slowly lowered his shorts more and more until they were completely off. I was dying with lust at the sight of his sumptuous and curvaceous round butt. He slowly turned around to face us while still gyrating to the music. The bikini looked a lot more snug on him. It was a white fishnet type which made it more see-through than the one Jax was wearing. It was the kind that you had to tie from the sides. Then he pulled his shirt off and tossed it to the side.

Me and Ethan noticed right away that Shane's penis was getting flaccid under his bikini. "Ethan, go and grab a magazine. Choose a different one this time." Ethan came back with the magazine and I quickly pulled out a different centerfold of a naked girl and held it up for Shane to see. That did the trick. In no time at all, Shane's dick was making an impressive tent under his bikini. He must be pretty well hung to make it stick out that big.

"All right, boys. Moment of truth. Jax, you first. Do what I do." Mason started doing his moves. Jax turned around and started swaying his butt in a seductive manner as he slowly pulled down his bikini and then turned back to us holding it right in front of his little hard dick." We all started clapping. "Good job, Jax. Not bad. Not bad at all." Mason put his hands up for a double high-five, which forced Jax to move his hands and uncover himself.

"All right, Shane. You're up, buddy. Do what I do. Let's make this a good one." Shane turned to the side and struck a boomerang pose with his body with his legs tightly closed. With one hand, he slowly started pulling on one of the strings of his bikini. The string untied causing that side of his panty to fold down. Then he started pulling on the string on the other side. My eyes were laser focused on Shane's flawless and smooth body enjoying the anticipation. As the other side of his panty folded down, Shane's tight legs prevented them from falling down. Shane grabbed both ends of the bikini and started sliding it back and forth between his legs as he looked at us with a sexy smile. Then he turned towards us and held his bikini to cover himself. His face started blushing with a very shy expression.

"You're doing good, Shane. Just let go of the bikini and you're done," Mason said softly. As Shane let go, he quickly covered himself with his hands.

Jax looked at him. "Come on, dude. You've already come this far. Just raise your hands and get it over it so we can see some pussy."

As Shane slowly uncovered himself, I almost orgasmed at this incredible sight. Shane's uncut dick must've been bigger than normal for his age. It was bigger than Ethan's and Mason's, and he was a year younger. Mason and Ethan were probably thinking the same thing from the reaction on their faces.

"All right. You were great, Shane. That was awesome, right guys? You both were awesome." We all started clapping and cheering.

"Now can we see your magazines, Alex? We did what you said," Jax said excitedly.

I picked up the box of pornos and set it down in front of them. "As new members of our Naked Club, you may look at all the pussy you want. Have at it, boys."

Jax and Shane smiled as they started scouring through the contents of the box. They each selected a magazine and started hungrily paging through them. Shane stared at Jax in confusion as Jax started jerking himself off. "What are you doing?"

Jax turned to Ethan. "Hey Ethan, you wanna show Shane what you showed me yesterday? You know, masturbating."

Ethan's face lit up as he quickly walked over to Shane looking like a guy who couldn't believe his luck. That lucky bastard. "Okay, Shane. This is what guys do when they're looking at naked girls… or guys. It's called masturbating. Which girl do you like better? This one or that one?"

"That one," Shane answered with a shy smile.

"Why?"

"The other one's boobs are too big."

"Okay, so you like small titties. Good to know. It's easy. You just grab your dick and you stroke it back and forth while you're looking at her naked body. Look, like this." Ethan reached over and grabbed Shane's almost vertical penis. Shane immediately pulled away with a nervous laugh and a prominent blush. Ethan turned to Jax. "Hey Jax, why don't you show Mason what I taught you yesterday?"

Mason sat on his knees and leaned back with a big smile as Jax went over and started masturbating Mason. "Shane, check this out. Come on, cutie. Show me everything Ethan taught you."

Ethan looked over at Shane. "See? It's part of being in the Naked Club. Why don't you try it on me first. Here, give me your hand." Shane slowly held out his hand and let Ethan guide his fingers around his own boner. Ethan put his hand over Shane's and slowly started jerking. "Yeah, there you go. That's it. You're very good. You just need a little practice. Can I show you?" Shane looked over at Jax and saw how he was jerking Mason. Then he gave Ethan an embarrassed smile as he slowly parted his legs and presented his big prize to Ethan's eager hands. Ethan wasted no time in continuing the lessons on the joys of masturbating to a dirty magazine.

This had turned out to be a genuine orgy after all. Who would have thought that I'd be having a sex orgy with two 10-year old's, a 9-year old, and an 8-year old inside my own house? The addition of Shane was a very welcome treat. He was a hottie. As I was reflecting on everything that had happened in the past few days, the sound of my phone snapped me back to the present. I had a good idea who it might be.

"Hello?… Yes, hi Mrs. Carson… Yes ma'am, the boys are here safe and sound… Sure, no problem. I'll walk them home in a little bit… You're welcome. Bye."

Jax and Shane both knew that their time was up. "Aww, man. But we just got started with the magazines," complained Jax.

"We didn't even get a chance to see a video," added Shane.

"Sorry, boys. If it were up to me, I'd let you boys spend the night and we could have all sorts of fun all night. Shane, how long are you gonna be spending the night with Jax"

"Two more nights. Why?"

"Well, I'll tell you what. For the next two days, I have the morning shift at the Y. So why don't you boys come by tomorrow afternoon after school and again on Wednesday afternoon? You can watch all the pussy you want until your dicks fall off."

Both boys started giggling. "That would be awesome. Thanks, Alex," yelled Jax as he ran to me and gave me a big naked hug. Oooh, it gave me an electric jolt at feeling his chest pressing against my hardon.

Shane slowly walked up to me holding a magazine and turning the pages. "These are very good, Alex. I've never seen naked girls before. These girls are super, super hot. Thanks for letting us look at them and for inviting us back."

"Well, don't just stand there," said Jax. "Give Alex a hug."

Shane walked up to me and tried to give me a hug with enough space that he wouldn't make contact with my boner. Jax came up from behind and pushed Shane closer. "Give Alex a real hug. He's gonna let us come back, remember?" Shane relented as he squeezed his arms around me tight while looking down at the tip of my boner.

"All right, boys. Let's get you guys dressed so I can walk you home."

Jax and Shane started whispering into each other's ear as they got themselves dressed. Jax looked up at me. "Hey Alex. Can I ask you something?" he whispered.

"Sure. What is it?"

"Is that all we're gonna be doing? Just masturbate?" He kept talking in a low voice.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, me and Shane were wondering if… maybe you could… teach us some more stuff? You know, like some of the things the girls were doing with the guys in the dirty magazines?"

Oh – My – God. I almost choked on my own saliva. I couldn't believe my ears. I felt a surge of sexual euphoria wash over me just thinking about what these boys were actually asking me to do. It took me a few seconds to recover myself. "I ah (Gulp!)… okay, sure. It would be my pleasure. Wanna start tomorrow?"

The boys nodded, gave each other a high five and started a sing-along. ♫ "We're gonna learn to fu-uck. We're gonna learn to fu-uck." ♫

Ethan and Mason rose up like two meercats at the tantalizing chant from the two boys. They looked at me with a questioning smile. "I'm gonna walk the boys home. I'll tell you when I come back. Don't do anything I wouldn't do – without inviting me first."

"No guarantees. Loverboy here still has to pay the piper for that little stunt with the kid."

"Don't you mean 'play' the piper?" Ethan joked with a wink.

Mason laughed. "Hurry back, Moby Dick. You don't want to miss too much of the show."

"You guys start without me. You don't have too much time."

(Two hours later)

After dropping off Mason at his cousin's house, Ethan and I returned back home. Before we left, we made ourselves some sandwiches that we wolfed down with chips and soda. It was a clear moonless night, so Ethan and I brought out some blankets and pillows to the back yard and cuddled under them as we lay on the grass and looked up at the stars. It was a quiet evening. I turned off all the lights and turned off the filters of the pool to make it as quiet as possible. The only sound we could hear were distant crickets, the soft rustling of the pine trees, and the occasional crackling of the bug zapper hanging from the porch. Ethan's head was resting on my shoulder with my arm around him.

I pointed up at the sky. "You see those three stars? That's Orion's belt. Those two stars above are his shoulders and those two down there are his legs."

"The belt looks kind of crooked. Doesn't it look more like his penis?"

"Orion's penis? I like the way you think. Or should we call it Orion's boner?"

"How about Orion's erection."

We looked at each other. "Orion's bonerection!" we both chanted at the same time.

"Yeah. That sounds even better." Ethan snuggled a little bit closer. "Alex, can I tell you a secret?"

"Of course. You can tell me anything. No more secrets between us, right?"

"Remember last Thursday at the Y when I fell and I told coach that I needed help getting dressed? Well, I kind of lied. I didn't need any help. I thought you were really hot so I just wanted to get you alone in the shower with me. I even made the knot on my speedos on purpose 'cause I knew you would try to help me with it. And it worked. As soon as you started working that knot, I got really hard, remember? When your fingers touched my dick for the first time, I was in heaven," he said dreamingly as he started rubbing my chest under my shirt.

"Really? You little sneak. What about Mason. How does he fit in?"

"Mason? He was an added bonus. I was hoping you'd find a way to get him to join us. Aren't you glad he did?"

"Oh, yeah. Very glad."

"When you went to walk the boys home, Mason was telling me that he likes you a lot. He thinks you're really hot and he's a little jealous because he says you're pretty cool. He wants to know if I could keep sharing you with him."

"As long as you're okay with it, Ethan. I certainly don't mind sharing you with him. I think you guys are cute and sexy when you're together. If it's okay with you, he can come as many times as he wants as long as we're all together."

"Thanks Alex. Mason's my best friend."

"Well, now that we're telling secrets, I have my own confession. When you two were in the shower and I went to the restroom, I came back and waited in the corner. I could hear what you two were saying to each other. You told Mason that you thought I was hot and you wanted me to get naked in the shower with you so you could see my boner and you wanted to do some lovey dovey touching with me."

"Uhm, well… are you ready for another confession? Me and Mason knew you were standing there the whole time. Mason saw your reflection on the wall tile across the floor and he made signs to me that you were standing right there. We actually wanted you to hear what we were saying. We wanted to let you know that it was okay for you to do all these things we wanted you to do. Sor-ry."

"You little shit heads." I started tickling Ethan under the covers until tears started coming out.

"Stop. I'm gonna pee. You're gonna make me pee!" He gave me a playful punch on the arm after I stopped. He cuddled next to me again. "Alex, what's gonna happen after I leave? How will we be able to see each other?"

"Well, I have a surprise for you. I've been talking to my mom. And she has been talking to your mom. My mom needs an assistant and it seems your mom qualifies to fill that position. And, get this – our moms think that I would be a good role model for you and that we should spend more time together. Kind of like a big brother sort of thing? Can you believe it? If they only knew."

Ethan sat up and stared at me. "Really? She said that?" He started getting teary eyed.

"What's wrong?"

He smiled weakly. "I just miss my mom, that's all."

"Well mom said she sent you a message. She wants you to know that she's okay and that she loves you very much and she can't wait for you to come back to her."

He lied back down, pulled the cover and gave me a long passionate kiss. We turned on our sides and faced each other sharing out body warmth. Ethan grabbed his puzzle pendant and attached it to mine. "I'm never gonna lose this piece," he said, looking into my eyes.

"Neither am I," I said as our lips came together once more.

For the first time I noticed how bright some of the stars were shining overhead. I started reciting the famous poem in my head.

Star light, star bright
First star I see tonight
I wish I may, I wish I might
Have this wish I wish tonight

What else is there to wish for? It seems all our wishes have already come true or are about to come true. For me and for Ethan. But there was one wish still left to be fulfilled. One wish that would make Ethan really happy. I wanted Ethan's father to get help with his alcoholism so he could someday be a part of his life again. Ethan needed his father.

Suddenly, from the corner of my eye, I noticed a bright blue flash as it started steaking across the sky. I was about to tell Ethan but noticed he had just fallen asleep. He must've been exhausted. I looked up and saw that the shooting star was turning from a bright blue to a fiery orange glow as it started to slowly fade away. I quickly closed my eyes and made my wish. They say that if you wish on a shooting star, it doubles your chances of your wish coming true. I looked down at my beautiful angel boy and started caressing his hair as he slept so peacefully. He reminded me of an even more relevant poem from a famous song. I sang the last part of it softly into his ear as I kept caressing his hair.

♫ "… Fate is kind
She brings to those who love
The sweet fulfillment of their secret longing
Like a bolt out of the blue
Fate steps in and pulls you through
When you wish upon a star
Your dreams come true." ♫

"Sweet dreams, Ethan. Sweet dreams."

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