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Prologue

My 4 weeks in the summer of 1975. I was nearly 15, but genuinely I looked no more than ten years old. I was 4'6" [140 cm] and weighed 5 stone 2lbs [72 lbs]. I had a mop of unruly blonde hair, blue eyes, I was cute, with a button nose, my front teeth were too big for my mouth, and my voice had not broken in the slightest. Hi. I'm Paul.

I was a very happy, smiley boy, on the outside anyway, I didn't just look young, I just felt young and approached life like a boy. I wasn't bothered about girls, fashion, keeping clean, wiping my nose, or trying to be cool. I was very innocent and never understood all the teenage chat about what they did at night, being rude looking at playboy. I was still perfectly happy going out with Mom and Dad and didn't even mind when Dad would grab hold of my hand to cross the road or when Mom would wipe my face after I had got messy eating an ice-cream. I wasn't bothered that Mom would not trust me with my own front door key but gave one to my 11-year-old brother who, by the way, was taller and stronger than me. I even had the old clothes that no longer fit him; I used to call them my hand-me-ups. I still sometimes wet the bed, but Mom never told me off; if things got bad, she made me go to bed in pull-ups, which I liked wearing as they made me feel very young, and I didn't have to worry.

Mom did stress about my immaturity, though, and wanted to send me for tests, but Dad said I should just be left alone, and I would catch up eventually. That said, I was regularly told that I should grow up and act my age. I enjoyed school and never got bullied, but being so small, I never had a chance of competing at physical sports or athletics. A few times playing rugby, if I did happen to get hold of the ball, some big lad would just pick me up and run off down the pitch. I played on my little boy ways big time and got away with all sorts. Generally, my parents, mates, and teachers would just treat me like a little lad, and to be honest, I really liked it.

Things were changing, though, and more and more, I was expected to act like a 14-year-old and stop behaving so immaturely. This started to be very difficult for me; I just didn't want to be a teenager or have the responsibility that seemed to come along with it. I considered that as I looked and sounded like a 10-year-old, why couldn't I be treated like one. Even though most people treated me like a little lad, my dream was to have no responsibility for myself whatsoever and be supervised in every way from washing, dressing, bathing, and going to bed, just as a young boy would be.

As it happened, the school summer holidays were going to allow me to completely forget I was nearly 15 and enjoy one last summer behaving and being treated like a little lad. What a brilliant time I was to have, in more ways than I could imagine.

Chapter 1

The school holidays were only two weeks away, and we were all getting very excited about having six weeks off. The rug was pulled from under our feet when Mom and Dad called my brother and me for a family meeting. I always dreaded them as usually, it was to deal with something naughty I had done, but not this time. Mom explained that Dad had been asked to speak at two conferences in the USA, and he would be there for four weeks.

I was about to ask if we were still going on holiday, but Mom then dropped the massive bombshell that she would be going to the USA as well, and they were going to make a road trip in between conferences. I couldn't believe it and why couldn't we come as well. Apparently, the cost made that a non-starter.

"So, where are we going then?" I asked.

"Well," Mom explained, "Adam is going to Aunty Pam's and will keep cousin David company, and you Paul will be going to Aunty Joan." I literally fell to the floor, sobbing and shouting NO.

"I thought you liked Aunty Joan," said Mom.

"I do," I replied, "but not for four weeks; I will be bored stiff."

"Well, I am sorry, love that is what has been arranged," said Mom firmly.

"Thank you for ruining my summer," I shouted as I stomped upstairs, slamming my bedroom door behind me and throwing myself onto the bed. I cried and cried into my pillow most of the night

It was school as usual in the following morning, and I sorted myself out. Mom tried to hug me, but I ignored her and rushed out of the house to meet up with the boys I always walked to school with.

I had known the twins, Dan and Tom Moorcroft since infant school. They were nearly a year older than me, being born in September and me at the end of August. They weren't really tall at about 5'7" but were both very athletic and muscular for their age. They were great guys, and everyone liked them, I didn't really mix with them otherwise. I always felt that they got a bit bored of my company, but that said, they always looked out for me, especially Dan.

He had got me out of a few tricky situations and stopped me from getting punched or being told off by a teacher. He was particularly nice to me on a school trip to the Lake District, which included a 10-mile hill walk. No one told me how far 10 miles is; after about 9 miles, I was completely done in, and my feet were so sore. It was a really hot day, and I had fallen behind, so the group waited for me.

The teacher took one look at me and said, "Crikey, I think the little-un is about knackered!"

He took my boots and socks off to tend to my feet and said that I had done amazingly well to get this far. A tee-shirtless Dan stepped forward and volunteered to give me a shoulder ride the rest of the way.

He was known for his strength and stamina and said that my little body would be nothing. "Mind you," he added, "Paul will have to take his shorts off as I think they have got cow muck on them!"

We all looked down, and he was right, it must have happened when I slipped over a few miles back. Before I could blink, my shorts were whipped off, and I was lifted onto Dan's bare shoulders just in my underpants. Dan was lovely to me for the rest of the walk, telling me how well I had done to get so far, considering how little I was compared to everyone else.

I really enjoyed having his hands on my bare thighs and my bare feet gripping on to his strong body. By the time we got to the end, my willy had gone stiff, but Dan had got my shorts ready, so I wouldn't have to stand about in my pants. I don't think anyone noticed. After that, I felt a bit funny when he talked to me, and I always seemed to get a bit sweaty. I reckoned I just saw him as a great guy and felt a bit in awe of him.

Walking to school that morning, I was very quiet. Dan asked if I was ok.

"I'm fine. Why?"

"Well, you haven't said a word, and your eyes are all puffy and blotchy, have you been crying."

As soon as he said it, the tears came again, and I told him how my summer holiday was panning out. He put his arm around me and gave me a comforting squeeze.

I got home from school and could see Mom was upset, I felt really bad and ran over to her and hugged her tightly, "Mom I want you and Dad to have a great time in America, I will be fine at Aunty Joan's, sorry for being a brat about it."

With that, we both had a good cry, and we went for a cuddle on the settee. A bit later, when Mom was cooking, the phone rang. I answered and a lady said, "Hi Paul, this is Cath Moorcroft; is your Mom there?"

"Yes, sure," I said, a bit taken aback, "I will put her on."

I shouted, "Mom," and she started chatting. She shooed me away to the living room and made me close the door. I was trying to think about what I had done this time! Mom came off the phone with a bit of a funny look on her face, and as soon as Dad got home, they disappeared for a chat.

We ate tea, and as soon as we were done, Mom said, "Right, Paul get upstairs, we are going over to the Moorcroft's so get washed and put on some clean clothes."

I don't know why she said it as she just followed me into the bathroom and started scrubbing my face with the flannel and being too rough with the fingernail brush.

We did the ten-minute walk to the Moorcroft's house with Mom not giving anything away; all sorts of things were going through my head with the favorite being that Dan and Tom didn't want to walk to school with me anymore.

Mrs. Moorcroft answered the door and asked us in with a big smile; she tousled my hair, saying that I looked as cute as ever. I loved that, of course, but Mom just said I was too cute for my own good, whatever that meant. Mom and Mrs. Moorcroft knew each other fairly well and would always stop for a chat. We went into the garden, Mom and Mrs. Moorcroft had a gin and tonic and I had a coke and a bag of crisps.

"Right then, young Paul, do you know why you are here?" asked Mrs. Moorcroft.

"No, Mom won't tell me a thing," I replied. "I hope I haven't upset someone. Where are the twins?" I added.

"They are at the swimming club, and Billy is at his Nan's," said Mrs. Moorcroft. Billy is the twin's 10-year-old little brother.

"How do you manage with three," asked Mom.

"Oh, it's not bad, said Mrs. Moorcroft. Billy is a little whatsit, probably because the twins spoil him, but they are very sensible and mature and are no bother. Anyway, let's get on with why we are here. When Dan and Tom got home this evening, they had a chat with me and their Dad. They both told us about how upset you were this morning and that you had to go to your Aunty Joan's for the summer holiday."

"Oh, that was nice of them," I said, not understanding why we needed to come over to the house to be told that.

Mrs. Moorcroft continued, "Now, do you know that us Moorcroft's go to Cornwall for four weeks in the summer and we rent a big, lovely old house about 5 minutes from the beach." I shook my head.

"Anyway, the twins told us that they enjoy your company, which I was a bit surprised about, and as there is plenty of room and as you are only as big as Billy, one more little one would not make any difference. So they asked if you can come along with us? We have always thought you are a lovely lad, and we thought it was a good idea."

I was gobsmacked; I couldn't believe it. I wanted to jump out of my seat and run around the garden like a footballer who has just scored the greatest goal ever; thankfully, I didn't.

I just welled up with my bottom lip quivering and said. " I would love to come, and I promise to be no trouble for the whole time."

Mom and Mrs. M just laughed at that, I felt a bit offended but quickly got over it.

"Now, as you know," Mrs. M said, "Me and your Mom had a long chat earlier. We discussed some personal things that your Mom wanted to be sure I was aware of."

"Oh," I said, dreading what they might be.

"Firstly," continued Mrs. Moorcroft, "Your Mom said that you do behave much younger than your age, and we all know that you only look about the same age as our Billy. Well, I don't want you to worry about that; the twins have told me lots of stories about what you get up to, so I was well aware already. I think it's lovely, and it means that I think that you and Billy will get on fine."

"Ok, I will try not to be too childish," I said, again they both sniggered.

"Also, now this is a bit delicate; your Mom told me that you still wet the bed and sometimes have accidents on long car journeys." I went bright red and just nodded while not looking up.

"Now I don't want you to worry about that either, but Cornwall is a long way, so you will have to wear pull-ups in the car and in bed. You won't be on your own; Billy has to wear them as well."

"Yes," I said, "but Billy is only ten, but I understand and will wear them. The twins might think I am a baby though and laugh or something," I added with concern.

"Don't worry, they will understand when I explain it to them," said Mrs. Moorcroft, "and you know they wouldn't intentionally hurt your feelings."

"Ok, that's fine," I said, knowing that I could trust Dan and Tom not to be nasty about it.

"Just one more thing before I get your Mom another gin. We are going to the Big Falls waterpark the same day as your Mom and Dad fly to the USA, the day before we go to Cornwall, so you could come with us if you like, stay here on the night and then we can have an early start the next day."

I had the biggest smile on my face ever, what a difference a day makes, and what a start to the Summer. I ran out of the house the next morning and just leaped into a big hug with Dan while giving Tom a massive high-five.

Chapter 2

The next week or so seemed to drag on forever, but eventually, we broke up from school, and there were only three days to go until the waterpark day. Mom was busy getting all the different bags ready. The phone rang. Mom answered and called me down to say it is Cath Moorcroft for me.

"Hi Mrs. Moorcroft."

"Hi Paul, call me Cath. I am not one of your teachers," she said, laughing. "I need a quick chat, and Billy wants to meet you, so can you come over for about 2pm?"

"Yes, sure, I will see you then."

I was sent upstairs to wash and change; this time, Mom was too busy to take over. She did give me a look about the outfit I chose, though, quite short, cut-off denim shorts, a Dennis the Menace T-shirt, flip-flops, and a floppy white hat like my hero, the cricketer Gordon Greenidge, wore on a sunny day.

"Well, I am glad to see that you want Cath to remember you are nearly 15," she said, "you do look cute though," and hugged me. "Did you wipe your bottom properly and put clean pants on," she asked, "should I check to make sure," trying to sneak a peek down the back of my shorts.

"Mom! I will be late," giggling and wriggling free, "see you later."

Nearly 15 thought his Mom as he waved walking away from the house; he is still just a lovely little boy not ready to be a teenager at all.

I got to the Moorcroft's bang on time, and Cath invited me in. We sat on a bench which was too high for my feet to touch the floor, making my flip-flops dangle; Cath noticed and gave me on of those, isn't he cute looks.

"It's just me at the moment," she said, "the twins are at the swimming club, and Billy is with his grandad but will be here by 3 pm. It gives me a chance to have a little chat with you about the next few weeks."

"Ok," I said, just a little bit concerned.

She laughed and said, "It's nothing to worry about," giving me a gentle one-armed hug. "Now Paul, I don't know what it's like to be very small and to look much younger than you are, tell me all about it."

I chatted away 10 to the dozen; she seemed to have the skill to allow me to say it as it is. I told a grown-up for the first time that I much preferred being treated like a little lad, having my hand held, and my face wiped and even wearing pull-ups to go to bed.

"Well, I think you are very brave to be so honest," she said, "and I think I have an idea that will let you forget completely, for the next four weeks or so, that you are nearly 15, would you like that?"

"Yes," I replied excitedly, "I would love it. I reckon I can forget easily; the problem is everyone else keeps reminding me."

"Now that is where my idea kicks in," she continued. "What if I, the twins, and their Dad all agree that as from today you are ten years old and we just tell Billy that is how old you are, he might ask some daft questions, but he will accept pretty much anything we say."

"That sounds brilliant," I said, "I would feel so free."

"Ok, that is what we will do. Now you can't have your cake and eat it; there will be little boy rules. You will have the same bedtime as Billy, dressing, and undressing will be done for you, bath time will be supervised.

"You will have at least a booster seat in the back seat of the car, you will hold an adult's hand when it's required, and there will be bottom checks after the toilet as I can't stand skidders in little boy pants. Of course, you already know about pull-ups. I am sure there will be more but how do you feel about it now, I won't mind if you think it's a silly idea."

"Mrs. Moorcroft, sorry I mean Cath," I replied, "I have never been so happy it's just what I have wanted for ages, I look ten, so I want to be treated as if I am, I just can't do nearly 15. Actually, can I say I feel a bit funny calling you Cath, how about Aunty Cath?"

"Ok, love, if that is good for you, it's good for me. That's lovely," she added, "I thought it would allow you to lift a big weight off your shoulders and allow you to be yourself. However, unfortunately, I have some bad news as well." I looked at her pensively.

"I am afraid that the twins were looking at the waterpark brochure to work out the best rides, and discovered that all the big rides, about 10 of them, have a minimum height restriction of 5'1"[155 cm]. How tall are you?"

"4'6"," I replied glumly.

"Hmm, I thought you were about Billy's height, you are never going to be able to fake an extra 7 inches in bare feet. It means you will have to come to the junior park with Billy and me."

"Oh well," I said, putting a brave face on, "I suppose I am only 10," she smiled but not convincingly.

"There is another rule there as well, which you might not like," she continued. I just looked at her, fearing I would be having a boring day on my own somewhere.

"The rule is that children attending the junior park will not be permitted to wear trunks or swimsuits and must not be in puberty, so it means you and Billy will have to be naked and not have pubes."

I went a bit pale, "What does Billy think about being naked?" I asked.

"He thought it was a bit weird," Aunty Cath replied, "but as everybody else would be naked, he wasn't bothered, and of course, the pubes thing is irrelevant as far as he is concerned. It does mean, though, if you still want to come, I will have to shave your pubes off."

I looked at her open-mouthed, I thought for a moment and took a deep breath.

"Well, actually, Aunty Cath, you won't have to." She gave me a confused look.

"Why won't I," she asked, "you will not be allowed in!"

"Wel,l as it happens, I explained, I haven't got any!"

"Oh, she exclaimed, I'm not being funny but are you sure, do you mind if I check?"

I went a bit red and thought about it, "Well," I said, "I suppose as you will be bathing me within the next few days, you will see anyway and, as I am 10, I shouldn't be bothered. Can you pull my shorts and pants down though, I am too embarrassed."

"Ok," said Aunty Cath, "you are a good boy, come and stand in front of me."

She undid my shorts and unzipped them. She then pulled them down and let them drop to my ankles; my pants quickly followed.

"Hold your T-shirt up for me," she asked.

I did so, and my completely bald, smooth and thin, one and a half-inch willy with its bit of excess foreskin sitting on my little crinkly ball bag was about 12 inches [30cm]from her.

She looked slightly shocked but didn't want to upset me and said in a very comforting tone, "Your willy is as cute as the rest of you, and I understand even more why you want to be treated like a little boy," and hugged me.

"Now I know what checks they do at the waterpark, and they are very thorough, so just to be sure, can you step out of your shorts and pants and lie on the bench."

I was now naked below my belly button, but as I was ten again, I did not feel ill at ease. I lay on the bench and Aunty Cath put her hands behind my knees and spread them apart and pushed them back toward my chest. She now had a completely unrestricted view of my willy, balls, and bottom. She gently used one finger to feel around my balls and base of my willy to see if there were even the slightest beginnings of puberty. After a thorough feel, she said you are right, my little cutey, not even any little soft ones but just stay there for one moment.

She put my legs back down on the bench and quickly went to the kitchen, she came straight back with a plastic packet of something.

"Put your legs back up, sweety," she instructed.

I did so, and immediately she started to wipe my bum crack with a wet wipe. She was very thorough and got much deeper into my little hole than I ever did. As she took out another wipe, I put one small foot on the back of the bench and the other on the floor spreading my knees as far apart as possible allowing Aunty the best possible view of my willy, balls and hairless groin enabling her to give them all a really thorough wipe. She gently rubbed the cool, moist cloth all over, she carefully took hold of my delicate willy and squeezed the cloth all around it and pulled the foreskin upwards, it felt so loving and comforting.

"There we are, isn't it nice being a little 10-year-old boy again and have Aunty making sure your bottom and willy is nice and clean. I hope you will be this good every time I need to do it. Stand up, and I will get you dressed again."

I was so happy, this was a dream, four weeks of being a boy with no one telling me to grow up. I couldn't wait to be bathed, be put in pull-ups, and tucked into bed. Two minutes later, Billy came racing into the garden.

Chapter 3

"Hi Mom, hi Paul," he shouted as he leaped up on to the bench and started to give his Mom a very boisterous hug.

"Calm down, Billy," said Aunty Cath, "Paul will think you are a silly idiot."

This just seemed to spur him on and started climbing all over his Mom; I wondered if he was a bit jealous of seeing me there, on my own, with his Mom. Anyway, his Mom had had enough and very sternly told him to get down and calm down.

"Oh, don't be boring," he said, and then accidentality kicked a glass off the table, and it smashed.

"Now, look at what you have done!" Aunty Cath said crossly. "You know what would happen if Paul wasn't here, don't you!"

"Yes, Mom, I'm sorry."

"Good," she said, "now go and stand on the garden step for 10 minutes and sort yourself out," and off he trotted, saying he was sorry.

"I will go and get you both a drink and a snack, back in a minute."

Aunty Cath returned with two glasses of coke and some chunks of cheese, cut up apple, and crisps in a bowl. I smiled as it brought back memories of the stuff Mom used to do for me when I was little, I was really enjoying being ten again already. As I was snacking and Billy was getting restless on the step, I asked Aunty what she meant when she had told Billy; he knew what would happen if I wasn't here?

"Well, I don't mess about with naughty little boys so that he would have got two maybe three very hard smacks on the bare bottom!"

"Oh, crikey," I said.

"Does your Mom ever smack you?" Aunty Cath asked.

"No, not really," I told her, "but I don't know why sometimes, I probably deserve it." I sat silent for a moment. "

"Aunty, if I am naughty during our time together, will you spank me?" I asked, slightly apprehensively.

"Well, as you are ten, what do you think I should do?" she replied.

After some thought, I said, "Well, it wouldn't be fair if both me and Billy are naughty, but only Billy got spanked, so yes, I think you should."

"I think that's the right answer, I hope you don't regret it," she said, smiling. "

I'm probably bound to," I said, "I am never going to be good for the whole four weeks! And on the bare bottom!"

"Ok, Billy," said his Mom, "you can get off the step now. It's still quite warm, why don't you and Paul get in the pool and get some practice in for the waterpark."

"Great idea, do you want to Paul," asked Billy.

"Yes, brilliant," I said, "but I haven't got my trunks."

"You can borrow a pair of mine," he replied.

Then his Mom said, "Well, boys, as you will be naked at the waterpark, I thought you might want to try it in private first."

Billy and I looked at each other, and both shyly said, "Ok then."

"Come over here; then, I will get you both stripped off."

She took off Billy's shirt and shorts first and then mine, so we were both stood in just our pants. I felt every inch like a 10-year-old.

"Ok, boys, after 3, I will pull your pants off together," she announced. "One, two," she got hold of both of our pants, and three and down they came. "Ok, off you go."

We walked to the pool together in silence. I noticed that I was about an inch taller than Billy, but his willy was about 2 inches compared to my one and a half.

"How old are you," Billy asked.

"I'm 10, the same as you."

"Cool," he exclaimed, "how come you are friends with Dan and Tom."

"They just walk with me to school; I go to junior school next door to the Grammar they go to."

"Oh ok," he said, obviously having no doubts that I was 10, "come on, let's see who can jump the furthest."

In we leaped, the water was lovely, we had a great time, swimming, splashing, playing on the inflatables and hitting each other with the foam tubes. When we needed a breather, we lay together on the same lilo, not bothered in the slightest that we were naked. Time flew by, but then his Mom called us in as it was getting cold, and the others would be back soon. We both asked sweetly for a bit longer, but Aunty said no.

We pushed our luck, but then his Mom shouted, "Do not make me come down there and get you out!"

Billy said, "Come on, I won't get away with another spanking."

"Does she smack hard?" I asked.

"Yes, very," he said, "I always cry. But something nice always happens at bedtime on a day I have been spanked," he didn't explain any further.

"Come on then," I said, "let's go in." We helped each other out of the pool and walked down the garden with our arms over each other's shoulders.

"You've made friends then," Aunty said, smiling at the two gorgeous, naked, wet, little boys walking towards her, "Come on, let me get you dried off. Both of you stand on the towel you will need some after sun putting on."

"We can do it," said Billy.

"No chance," said Aunty, "You remember what happened last time, you got it all over the place, and your bottom ended up redder than when we started!" I giggled, but Billy said that it was not funny at the time.

"I will let you help," she relented.

She squirted some lotion on to each of our hands, and we did each other's chest and shoulders. Aunty did Billy first, legs, back his bottom, and then reached around and did his willy and balls. He didn't bat an eyelid I guessed that being ten, it was just natural for your Mom to do that, much more helpful than when you are 14 and left to get on with it, but I noticed his willy did seem to get a bit bigger.

I was enjoying Billy massaging me when Aunty came round behind and started with my legs, wrapping her hands around, going up and down, doing the front and back at the same time. She did my back and then got to my bottom. It was lovely feeling her hands rub all over my cheeks, but I did jump when she used a finger to go up and down my bum crack.

It was lovely, and I felt my willy twitch. She then reached around and started using her whole hand to rub lotion into my hairless willy and balls. My feet and toes were wiggling like mad. It felt fantastic; the joy of being ten being cared for and looked after, my willy got a bit bigger too.

"Ok, boys, all done," said Aunty Cath, "Billy, why don't you take Paul into the playroom until the others get here."

"Ok," he said, and off we went.

He turned to me and said, "Your willy looks nice. I would love to play with it."

He cautiously moved his hand towards it and gently took hold. I could hardly breathe! He rubbed it up and down and then used his other hand to cup my balls.

"Has anyone done this before," he whispered.

"No, never," I panted.

"Do you like it?" he asked, "you can do the same to mine if you want."

I reached out and held another boy's willy for the first time; I could feel sweat running down my back. We rubbed and massaged each for a few minutes, our willies were now both pointing upward and completely stiff. Mine was about 3 inches long and as thick as a whiteboard marker. I noticed Billy's was nearer 4 inches; it made me think even more that I should be treated like a ten-year-old. How can I be considered nearly 15 when my willy is smaller than my new real 10-year-old friend!

"Do you want to do this again on holiday? I think we are sharing a bed."

"Are we? Yes, I'd love to; it will be fun."

"Yes, he said, and we can really go for it."

I didn't know what he meant, but I was happy to find out. I wondered why he seemed to be more knowledgable about such things than me. It made me feel really cute and innocent that a 10-year-old knew more about being rude than me and that he would be in charge of what we did. This added even more to the joy I was feeling of being ten again.

"What do you want to play," asked Billy, bringing me out of my dream-world.

As I was a bit out of practice on what ten years old's played with, I said, "I dunno, what have you got?"

"I have got a new tub of Lego," he explained, "shall we build something?"

"Yes, great fun," I said genuinely and got down on the floor with not a care in the world.

So engrossed were we that we did not hear the others get home. Aunty Cath called them into the front room, well away from where we were.

"Right, guys, have you all had a good day," asked Cath.

They had, and Dan had won the 100-meter butterfly race, he proudly showed his Mom his medal.

"Well done, love," giving it a close look. "Now we haven't got much time, I have had a good chat with Paul, isn't he a lovely sweet boy, I feel so sorry for him, he is a ten-year-old boy in mind and body, it's no wonder he can't hack being nearly 15. I think it's awful that the world thinks he should have to live like a teenager just because of what his birth certificate says. Anyway, I put my idea that we discussed to him, and he looked like the weight of the world came off his shoulders."

"What about all the boy rules," asked Tom.

"Absolutely happy with it," said his Mom, "remember that's what he feels he is, a ten-year-old boy."

"What about the pull-ups thing," Tom added, "surely he will be embarrassed when us pair see him wearing them?"

"Not if you are nice about it when you first see him in them," she advised.

"Mom," said Dan, "you know we would never be cruel. I am so pleased that we asked him to come. I just knew that it would make him so happy."

"Yes, and it proves what lovely caring young men you two are," said their Mom, giving them a big hug.

"What about the waterpark issue," asked Ken, the twin's Dad.

"He was disappointed obviously," said Cath, "but he understood and is more than happy coming along to the junior section with me and Billy, who by the way he got along with like a house on fire."

"So he was not worried about having his pubes shaved then," asked Dan.

"Not at all," advised his Mom, "but then he wouldn't be, he is bald as a coot!"

"Never!" said Tom, "how do you know?"

"I asked him," said Cath, "but then I had a good look just to make sure."

"Mom!" the twins gasped, "he is here for 5 minutes, and you are looking in his pants!"

"More than that, I had them off altogether! I had another surprise as well," their Mom added, "he has still got a little boys willy, it is smaller than Billy's who, by the way, he has been naked in the pool with all afternoon."

"Has he, he wasn't bothered about being naked with a ten-year-old!" they both said.

"Oh, not really," said their Mom, "they were both a bit shy about taking their pants off, but after a few minutes, they were fine. I think you have to get used to the fact that he doesn't look at things like a teenager. So when you do see him naked, don't embarrass him by being shocked that he is hairless, and his willy is smaller than Billy's."

Dan was getting hot under the collar; he had secretly lusted for months over his cute little 14-year-old school mate he walked to school with. In a few days he would see him just in pull-ups, he has no pubes and a cute little willy, what a dream. He was transported back to the lake district with a nearly naked Paul on his shoulders with soft, smooth legs and feet rubbing against his bare chest and back. He had been desperate to bed him ever since.

Ken spoke, bringing Dan back to earth, "Where are they now?"

"They are playing Lego in the playroom," said Cath, "still without a stitch on!"

"Paul is happy playing Lego, naked, with a ten-year-old!" Tom said.

"Oh Tom," said his Mom, "you are not getting it! You have got to get to remember; he has the mindset and body of a ten-year-old, so why would he not be happy. Let's go have a peek at them; they look adorable together.

Dan was in a haze; he was going to see Paul naked right now; his cock was rock hard. They crept and looked through the open door. Billy was lying on his front showing his cute bottom and soft, pink soles. Paul was kneeling with his knees wide apart with his little hairless willy in full view. The boys were completely engrossed in their game.

As far as Dan was concerned, he was now looking at the most beautiful, sexy boy he had ever seen; he looks even more cute and delicious with no clothes on, what a masterstroke it was to get Mom to invite him on holiday.

"How shall we play this," asked Cath.

"You go in and tell them we are here," said Ken, "and that we want to hear all about their afternoon and tell Paul we are really pleased that he is ten again."

"Ok," she said.

She went in and told them the twins were back; Billy just came racing out, being naked with everyone was something he did all the time. Paul didn't move, Cath told him what they had agreed, and everybody was entirely up for it. Paul smiled from ear to ear.

"Shall I get you dressed first, or are you happy to stay naked like Billy," asked Aunty Cath.

He was in a dilemma; he had been bare with Billy all afternoon, so he would think it odd if he got dressed now, but how would the twins react to seeing their school mate's naked little hairless body.

Cath could see he was at odds with himself and said, "Paul, the twins have just seen you naked and also are happy with why you want to be 10. They will treat you like a little boy and not remind you that you are their 14-year-old school mate."

So he took a deep breath and shyly walked out of the playroom. The twins both just said, "Hi Paul," as if him being bare was as normal as Billy being bare and added, "its great that you are up for Mom's idea," at which point he ran to Dan, burst into tears of happiness and gave him a big hug.

Dan picked him up and sat him on his hip, holding on to his soft little bottom. Paul wrapped his smooth bare legs around him and hugged his neck tightly. There was not a happier ten-year-old in the whole world. Dan was feeling slightly giddy and wished he could take him to bed there and then.

Chapter 4

At long last, the day of departure had arrived. After lots of hugs and more than a few tears, I was dropped off at the Moorcroft's.

Dan and Billy helped me with my bag, which was put in the front room with the others. I waved bye to Mom, Dad, and my brother – I burst into tears as they drove off.

Dan gently picked me up, and I wrapped my arms and legs around him, hugging tightly. He rubbed my back, saying, "That's it, you have a good cry. It must be so hard for a little ten-year-old boy to wave his parents off like that."

I felt so protected being held by him and buried my face into his neck. After a little while, I started to feel better, Aunty came in and gave my teary face a good rub with a wet wipe and made me blow my nose.

"Ok, we are about ready to go; come on, Paul lets pop to the toilet for the last wee," instructed Aunty, "I have already sorted Billy."

She stood behind me while I weed. When I was done, she pulled my shorts and pants down and gave my bottom a deep and vigorous clean with a wet wipe. She turned me around and gave my willy, balls, and groin a rub-over too. I felt every bit a ten-year-old and was the happiest and most relaxed I had been for years. She pulled my pants and shorts up, gave me a hug and a kiss, and told me I was a lovely little boy.

"Come on," shouted Ken, "we need to get a move on to miss the traffic."

Aunty called Billy and me to one side, "The journey is about an hour, do you want to be in pull-ups?" I was still a bit apprehensive about the twins seeing me in them, so I said no, so did Billy.

"Ok," said Aunty, "that's good, off you go."

We jumped in the car and saw the poshest kids' car seats ever. Dan lifted me into mine; I was surprised it had one of those straps that came between my legs. Dan noticed and told me that these were the recommended types for boys of mine and Billy's height and weight, most people moved to booster seats too soon.

"Oh, cool," I said.

Dan started buckling me up, and his hand was resting against my willy when he was clicking them all in. I had to adjust this in my shorts when he had finished. I felt really young strapped in like that, and I loved it.

After about half an hour, I said that my feet were too hot, but I can't reach my laces.

"Don't worry, chick," said Aunty, "Dan, who was sat next to me, can sort it for you."

He reached down and pulled off my trainers and socks; Aunty gave him a wet wipe to rub them with, he did it very carefully and gave my bare feet a little massage, I really enjoyed it. Dan was in his own little heaven; he had been dying to get hold of those perfect little feet for ages; he could feel his cock starting to stiffen. He took his cap off and put it on his lap.

"Have I made you hot, Dan," I said cutely, "sorry!"

If only you knew why, Dan thought to himself, and he gave Paul's bare thigh a squeeze, which made him giggle.

We got there in good time, with no accidents. Billy and I jumped out of the car with Aunty Cath's dire warning of big trouble if we did not wait and hold her hand until we were inside. We waved the twins and their Dad off as it was another 10 minutes to the main park.

"Right, we have got until 4 pm, so let's get going," Aunty said.

Taking a firm grip on our hands, I held tightly back, and she looked down at me, smiling. There was no queue, so we went straight to the desk. A lovely smiling lady took the payment from Aunty, and she took some details in case we got lost or hurt.

"Ok, how old are you two little scamps then," she asked. We both giggled, Billy told her we are both 10. I held my breath for one moment, but she didn't give me a second glance. Aunty Cath gave my bottom a couple of pats.

"Who is the oldest?"

"Him," said Billy.

"When is your birthday, lovely?"

I had to think quick and told her 30 August 1964.

"So, you are 11 quite soon?" she asked.

"Yes, that's right," I was relieved to say.

"Ok," she continued, "has your Mom told you that no trunks are allowed?"

"Yes," said Billy, "we did naked swimming practice a few days ago."

"Oh, good," said the lady laughing, "and do you know about the doctor's inspection before you go in?"

"Billy, let Paul answer one," said Aunty.

"Yes," I said, "the doctor will look at our rude bits to make sure they are not hairy." Aunty and the lady both laughed this time; I wasn't really sure why.

"Right, come in," the lady said.

We were given a locker, some other kids in there were crying and making a fuss about being bare. We just stood there while Aunty stripped us both naked and gave our bottoms a wipe.

"Look at those two lovely little boys," said the crying kids' Mom, "they have got naked already with no fuss at all!" and one crying kid got a hard smack.

Aunty held our hands, and we went to the next room. An older woman in a white uniform took us into a room with a funny chair.

"Ok, who's first," she said with a smile.

Billy didn't look very keen, so I said I would.

"Good boy, there is nothing to worry about." Aunty picked me up and plopped me on the seat.

"Ok, I want one leg in this stirrup and the other in this one," the old lady instructed me. I put them in, and my legs were spread apart so that my willy and balls were on full show. She used a purple light to look me all over, and then for some reason, had a good feel of my feet.

"Ok, cutie, jump down," she told me.

"Have I passed," I asked.

"Yes, no problem." Billy got the same treatment, and we were ready to go.

The old nurse said we were lovely boys. As we left the room, I heard her whisper to Aunty that she was surprised the blonde one is nearly 11.

"Yes, he is cute, isn't he," Aunty whispered back.

Once we were out, Aunty crouched down and gave me a hug and a kiss saying, "Well done for getting your birthday right." Billy asked for a hug and a kiss for getting his birthday right.

Once Aunty had found a spot, we were allowed to go and explore with strict instructions about reporting back every hour or so and sticking together. We held hands as we ran into the first pool – it was brilliant.

I decided I much preferred the junior pool as there were no big kids being nasty, and none of the slides were too scary or fast. In the big Jacuzzi, Billy came up behind me and gave my soft willy a nice rub and gently squeezed my balls. I could feel his willy was stiff, and he put it in my bum crack; my willy got stiff too.

"You're rude," I whispered.

"Not as rude as when I will be in bed with you," he whispered.

My willy got even stiffer, though I didn't know what he meant. We changed places, and I played with his willy and put my willy in his bum crack. He squeezed his cheeks together, and I started to get really hot.

"You don't know how to rub a willy properly yet, do you," he said, "don't worry, I will teach you in bed," he added earnestly.

Again, that made me feel really innocent and couldn't wait to find out what he meant. We kept going back to Aunty as we were told and then dashing off again. As we went from slide to slide and the different pools, I was surprised how many kids were taller than me and had much bigger balls and willies. Unlike most boys, that made me really happy and feel really young. Amazing to think I was probably at least three years older than all of them.

I let Billy decide where we went next all day, and he held my hand to make sure we didn't get separated. I felt secure and almost like Billy's little brother. On our next check-in with Aunty, we were told to be back by 3.45, as it would be time to go. We both cried out that it was too soon.

"I am sure it is," said Aunty, "but that is when Dad and the twins will be outside waiting for us."

"Ok," we said, and dashed off again. Aunty thought how cute our little high voices were. We lost track of time though trying to go to every slide one more time and didn't get back until 4.10. Aunty was cross and told us we were inconsiderate and naughty. She grabbed Billy by the wrist, pulled it high as she could, and he was on tippy toes.

"No mommy, I'm sorry!" at which point she gave him two hard smacks on the bottom, one on each cheek which immediately started to go red and Billy burst into tears.

Go and stand facing that wall. She then strode towards me, grabbed my wrist, and pulled it up as high as she could; I was on my tiptoes and was already crying. She smacked my bottom twice too, it hurt, and I was distraught. Aunty grabbed her bag and us two by the hand and hauled us off to the locker room.

"I am putting you both in pull-ups," Aunty said sternly, "we don't want to have to stop, and it will take longer to get home."

When we got there, she took out two pull-ups and made us lie down on the bench. She didn't seem cross at all now and smiled at me as she lifted my two feet into the air and put the pull-up on and pulled it down to my knees. She stood me up and pulled the pull-up so that it was snugly over my bottom and willy. She put my t-shirt over my head and pulled it down, and held me while I put my flip-flops on.

I felt just like a little boy, just been smacked for being naughty and now in a pull-up with no shorts on. She sorted out Billy and took hold of our hands and strode out to the car park. A few people made a comment about how cute we looked in pull-ups, I was on tiptoes trying to keep up.

Dad and the twins were waiting. "Hello, boys had a good, oh what's happened," seeing our teary faces.

"They have both had two hard smacks for being 25 minutes late back," Aunty told him.

"Oh, fair enough," said Ken.

Aunty lifted me into the car seat, Dan did my belts up and of course, saw me in pull-ups for the first time. I gave him an embarrassed glance, and my cheeks went red.

He whispered in my ear that I looked cute in my pull-up and not to worry, he and Tom are okay with it.

As we moved off Aunty turned round and asked Billy if he wanted his dummy, he nodded, and it was put in his mouth and he sucked on it vigorously.

"Here you are, Paul," she said, looking at me, here is one for you if you want."

Dan held it by my mouth as if it was completely normal, so I opened my mouth, in it went. I kicked my flip-flops off and looked at my dangling little cute feet; my bottom was warm and tingling. Strangely I felt so young and little and securely strapped into the car seat and happy knowing that I wasn't in control at all. I started to suck on the dummy, which was comforting. At that point, I realized I was bursting for a wee, almost forgetting I was in a pull-up.

Dan looked at me; I think he knew, so he took hold of my hand, squeezing it gently and said, "Don't worry, you are only 10."

At this point, my wee flowed out, which I could feel running over my smooth balls and down my bum crack. I thought I love being a little boy, and I dropped off to sleep.

Next thing I knew, we were back at the house, my pull-up was swollen; I looked and saw that Billy's was too. I still felt drowsy when the car door opened and Dan undid the buckles and lifted me up and out of the seat. He put his hand under my bottom; I put my legs around his waist and dropped my head onto his shoulder, and went back to sleep. I woke up, sat on Dan's lap on a towel just with my pull-up on, I could see Billy was asleep on Tom's lap.

"Hello, lovely," said Dan, "have you had a nice sleep?"

"Yes," I nodded drowsily.

"Do you want a drink," he asked.

I nodded again and he put a sports type bottle in my mouth, which I sucked on whilst he held it. I felt like a very loved little boy. I put my arms around Dan's neck and whispered, "Is Aunty still cross."

"Don't be silly, of course not. Mom," he shouted.

She came in and was all smiles and kissed my forehead. "Had a nice sleep sweety," she asked.

"Yes, thank you, Aunty, me and Billy had a great time, sorry we were late back."

"Oh, forget that now," she said to me softly, "you were smacked for doing it, so that is the end of it," she said, caressing my cheek. I gave her a big smile and told her I was loving being ten again.

"Oh, I am glad," she said, "anyway, its time for your first supervised bath you have been looking forward to."

I took her hand and she also got hold of Billy's and we both waddled off in our very full pull-ups to the bathroom, which the twins found really funny. Dan was thinking how he would have loved put his hand into Paul's soggy pull-up and have a good feel of his willy; he reckoned there would be plenty of opportunities over the next 4 weeks.

Aunty ran the bath, ensuring it wasn't too hot. She took hold of the elastic on my pull-up and stretched it out and pulled it down over my bottom and legs and did the same for Billy.

"Oh, look at you two," Aunty said, "you are so cute. Perfect little bodies and no horrid big boy hair." I thought both of our willies looked very tiny.

"Come on let's get you in," she said, putting her hands under Billy's armpits and easily picking him up. He raised his knees and she lowered him, bottom first, into the water. She did the same for me; I loved the moment and when I raised my knees I felt so young and vulnerable but knowing Aunty was caring for me.

She sat me opposite Billy and turned the shower on; told us to tilt our heads back and carefully wet our hair, she then gave us both a good shampooing. I loved having my head rubbed, completely different from doing it on my own. She rinsed us off and then told us both to swizzle round and put our feet on the side of the bath.

She gave our feet a good soaping and massage without tickling. We both sat facing each other again, and Billy gave my balls a rub with his soft clean toes under the soapy water. She put her hands under my armpits again and lifted to stand me up. She rubbed me all over with a soapy sponge, but put it down and washed my bum crack, willy and balls with her soapy hand. It just felt delicious.

She did the same for Billy; I just stared when she did his willy and balls; it was almost as good as when mine was done, we both had semi-stiff willies. She had us both stand-up and rinsed us off with the shower. I had another look at both of our willies. I liked having a smaller one than Billy; it made me feel younger and cuter. She helped us both out and wrapped us in big white fluffy towels and gave us both a hug.

"Ok, into the warm living room with you," she instructed, "Dad has made some pizza and then its time for bed, we have an early start tomorrow."

We went into the living room, and Dan and Tom sat us on their knee and helped us eat our pizza. I soon felt sleepy sitting on Dan's knee in the lovely warm big towel.

"Come on, you two," taking hold of a hand each, "into bed." I was sleeping in the spare room. Aunty took my towel off and laid it on the bed.

"Lie on this, sweety," Aunty told me, "I will put some talc on you so that you don't get a rash from your pull-up." While she was gently rubbing it around, I asked where I was sleeping on holiday.

"Oh, haven't I told you," she said, "we thought it best if you and Billy share a double bed, we thought you might be scared on your own in a strange room in a strange house."

"Yes, I would be," I told her, "I still didn't like the bedroom door being shut, even at home."

"I thought so," she continued, "but if you and Billy mess about too much, that might change so be warned."

I nodded earnestly, she laughed and said, "Oh, you are a cutey," and bent to give me a raspberry on my belly. She then lifted my legs and slipped on a pull-up and I felt snug and secure. She lifted me up, and she sat on the bed and had me stand in front of her. She told me I was a lovely sweet little boy and it was so right for me to be treated like a 10-year-old, and she was loving being my Aunty, I smiled and did a cute little wiggle.

"Now," Aunty said quietly, "before I tuck you in, has Billy told you what happens at bedtime on a day you get smacked or spanked?"

"No," I responded, "he just said something nice happens."

"That's right; I just like to make sure you know that I still love you and that the last thing you are thinking about before going to sleep is the nice thing rather than the smack."

She moved up the bed and rested against the headboard. "Right, come here and lie across me."

She cradled my head on her forearm and pulled my knees up to her side. I was surprised when she started unbuttoning her blouse and was amazed when she put her hand inside and pulled out one of her boobs. She then lifted my head, bringing my mouth to the nipple, she held her boob and wiggled the nipple on my lips. My mouth seemed to open by itself and I started to suckle.

"There's a good boy; this will make you sleep really well."

I felt I was floating on a cloud with not a single little worry in my head. Her hand moved down and she put it between my legs. I allowed it to move upwards and she rested it on my bottom, so she had me in a firm, secure hold. After a few minutes, I felt sleepy. She moved away and put me under the covers and gave me a kiss on the forehead. She put the night light on and left the door open. Just before I dropped off, I weed in my pull-up and I felt utterly ten years old. Next thing I knew, Dan was getting me up to get ready for the journey.

Chapter 5

Ken, Tom and Dan were squeezing the last bits of stuff into the car, "We won't have room for the boys if there is any more," said a flustered Dad.

"Chill out Dad," said Tom, "I think that's about it."

"Oh good, go and see how long your Mom will be getting the lads ready." Tom came into the living room to find Billy lying naked on a towel with me.

"Oh lovely, is it chipolata's for breakfast," he said, seeing our willies. We both giggled.

Aunty just rolled her eyes, "Out of the way Tom, if you are not going to be helpful."

"Ok, Mom, how long do you need to be ready," he asked.

"I have just got to get the boys into pull-ups and a warm top and you can get them strapped in the car," she told him, "I think they will be comfier without shorts and shoes." Two minutes later, we were being carried to the car and Dan was doing my buckles.

"How tight do you like them?" he asked me.

"Quite tight," I said, "especially the one between my legs, it stops me sliding down."

He gave them a final tug and I felt really secure. He gave my legs a rub, felt my feet to make sure they were not cold and patted the front of my pull-up. Everybody else got in and Billy and me were given a bag of stuff to keep us occupied. Dan and Tom gave us both a cuddly toy, which I loved and off we went.

We were nice and early, so we made really good time we were going to have a stop for breakfast after about 3 hours. We all were enjoying the journey, but after an hour, I felt sleepy and asked for my dummy. Dan popped it in for me; I didn't feel at all silly sucking on it, I hugged my new teddy and looked at my hairless bare legs and soft feet. I had never felt happier, a sweet little 10-year-old in a pull-up.

I closed my eyes, a very content boy. In no time at all, we had stopped and Dan was lifting me out of the car; I had wet my pull-up, which felt lovely. I was carried to the women toilet and my flip-flops were slipped on my feet. I held Auntie's hand and in we went. She popped me on the changing table and whisked off my pull-up. Another woman came in and told Aunty what a lovely boy; I gave her a big smile while Aunty wiped me down.

"He likes people to guess how old he is," she said, tickling my tummy. I giggled and raised my feet up.

"I think he must be nine," she said.

"Good guess," I said, but I'm 10.

"Oh sorry, well, you look very cute." Aunty put my flip-flops on and told me to go outside and one of the twins would be there as Dad was changing Billy in the men's. Sure enough, Dan was waiting for me and he held my hand until Aunty came out. I wasn't bothered; I was just in my pull-ups and a top, then again, no one else gave me a second glance anyway. I suppose if people thought I was nine, why would they? I am just a little boy in a pull-up for a long journey.

"Can you carry me," I asked. "No," said Dan, "you need to stretch your legs."

"Ok, but can I sit on your knee at breakfast," pulling on his arm.

"Maybe, we will see what Mom says."

"Ok," I said and I pulled myself close into him. I just felt he was so lovely and really enjoyed having his strong body next to mine.

Dan was thinking, I wonder if he has always wanted to be all over me like this, it will be great if he has. He wanted to pick him up and rub up and down his smooth hairless legs.

We all went in for breakfast and found a six seat booth, so Aunty told me I would have to sit on my own seat. I sat next to Dan, though, and he rubbed my leg right up to the elastic of my pull-up, which I liked very much. Dan was amazed how Paul obviously liked him feeling his leg. He was thinking that his mom's idea of letting his little 14-year-old school mate be a ten year old for the holiday was going to be as good for him as it was for Paul.

Breakfast arrived, full English all around, though me and Billy had the kids version. The lady just said, "Here you are, sweetie," when she gave me mine. We all ate well though I managed to get beans all down my front.

"You are supposed to eat them not wear them," Dan said, I giggled.

Aunty just sorted it out with a wet wipe, tickling my tummy as she did it. I laughed and wriggled. Dan and Tom took us for a wee before we set off again. Dan laughed when I pulled my pull-ups down to my ankles and held my top up to my neck and weed without holding my willy.

"What's funny?" I asked.

"Nothing, it just looks cute, do you need to show everyone your bottom though?" I hadn't thought of that and went a bit red.

"I was only joking," said Dan, "anyway, everyone will think you have a lovely bottom."

I giggled and pulled my pull-ups back up. I went to walk out, but Dan dragged me back in to wash my hands. He helped with the soap and water as the buttons were a bit stiff. I looked and smiled at him while I was washing and thanked him for being so nice to me, but then I flicked water in his face. I was too slow running away and he picked me up and turned me up-side-down and threatened to put my head down a smelly toilet.

"No, Dan," I screamed, laughing at the same time, so he just lifted me as high as he could and blew a big raspberry on my belly. He then put me over his shoulder and carried me to the car, pretending to smack my bottom as we were going. I have never had such a nice time at a service station; I loved being ten again. Dan was thinking the same thing; I was strapped back in, and off we went for the last hour or so of the journey. I couldn't wait to see the house.

Chapter 6

When we got there, I was speechless, it was right on the coast and you could hear the sea; the beach looked brilliant. Of course, Billy wanted to go right away.

"No," said Aunty, "let's have a bit of a chill first and go down later. You boys go and explore the house; your room is the double at the top of the stairs. Are your pull-ups wet?"

"No," we both said.

"Oh good, take them off and I will sort you some shorts and pants out in a bit."

We both dropped our pull-ups where we stood and were naked from the waist down. I was a bit shy about it, but Billy wasn't bothered in the slightest. I'm 10, I reminded myself so why should I be shy. The room was brilliant and the bed was massive.

Billy pushed me on to it and started groping my willy and balls. "I'm looking forward to playing with these." I wonder if that is wanking, I thought.

With that, we went back downstairs and Aunty gave us some food and we watched cartoons on the telly. I got a bit hot, so I took my top off and now thought nothing of lying on the floor naked with everyone else in the room.

Dan's heart was thumping; he couldn't take his eyes off Paul. He was thinking about what he would do with that beautiful naked boy. He wasn't sure how much he would want to play, though Dan was fairly sure that he was completely innocent and had never even considered wanking yet. He just prayed he would get an hour on his own with him to find out. His cock was rock hard.

"Right, you lazy lot," announced Aunty, "does anyone fancy a walk down the beach?"

"Yesss," me and Billy shouted. We were put in some beach shorts after Aunty had wiped our faces and bottoms with wet wipes. Dan told me to put my trainers on as the path was a bit stony; he tied the laces for me. I loved how I was just being treated like a 10-year-old; it seemed everyone had forgotten I was nearly 15 already. Off we went, it was only a 10-minute walk and we were on the beach proper. It was nice and warm and Billy asked Aunty if we could go naked.

"Yes, you can," she told him as she bent down and whispered to me, "you do what feels comfy, but I think everybody has forgotten you are 14 already."

"So do I, Aunty, and I am so happy!" I had my shorts off in a flash, which made Aunty smile but had to get Dan to undo my laces as he had tied them too tight.

"I have only just done them up," he moaned. He didn't mind, though. He took his time as it gave him a chance to have a good close up look at Paul's willy. No wonder he wants to be ten he thought and he can climb all over me as much as he wants.

"Hurry up, Dan, it will be night soon," I shouted.

Cath was still amazed at Paul's little high voice; she thought he might be able to come as a 10-year-old again next year as he seemed so far away from puberty. Billy might even beat him to it; her boys were all early on that front.

"Thanks, Dan," I said as I finally extracted my foot from my trainer and I scampered off naked to catch up with Billy. I managed to trip him up as I got near him and I was first to be in the ocean.

"Just you wait, I will get you back for that," he shouted, not nastily, though. So we played and splashed and Tom and Dan joined in, picking us up and threatening to drown us upside down, which involved a lot of high-pitched screaming and giving us carries on their shoulders.

Dan hoped no one could see his hard-on; getting to play with a wet naked Paul was a dream. I fell over at one point and swallowed a load of seawater. I panicked a bit, but Dan just picked me up and carried me until I had coughed it all up and had stopped crying. I stayed in his arms longer than I needed, but I felt secure and a happy little lad.

Anyway, time flew by and it was time to go back for tea plus it was getting chilly for two wet naked 10-year-olds. Of course, when we got to the top of the beach, Billy and I were covered in sand as we could not help having the odd wrestling match on the way.

Aunty made us get under the beach showers to rinse off, they were freezing and we made a right fuss. In the end, we were told if we didn't stand still to let the twins get the sand off, we know what would happen. I turned into a statue, which made Aunty laugh.

Dan got me cleaned off and then picked me up, so I was facing forward sitting in his arms and my feet dangled in front of me. Dan put them under the shower and thought that he was going to cum there and then. Aunty put my trainers on without me needing to get down; it was great being 10.

There was no one about so Aunty just put our tops on. I held Billy's hand part of the way but ended up holding Dan's as we got to the house. I was hoping I could sit on his knee for a bit to warm up.

"Ok, boys," said Aunty, "you have had a decent enough shower, your tops are wet now so take them off and I will bring you a towel down to get dry and warm."

Dan had sat down, so I took my chance and just went over and sat naked on his lap, he put his arms around me so obviously, he didn't mind.

Dan was more than happy; he knew now that Paul was happy being naked and close to him. He started to fantasize; he imagined Paul standing on the settee either side of his legs. He would put both hands on his bottom and gently pull him in and then put his willy and balls all in his mouth at once and suck and slobber merrily until his willy was fully hard. He would then suck on that until he orgasmed, holding him firmly by his bottom. He was suddenly brought out of his little dream by Paul, trying to wrap a towel around himself. As a final thought, he also imagined getting hold of those feet and sucking every single toe.

"Sorry lovely, but I need the loo," he said to Paul, who obediently jumped off and lay down naked on the towel. Dan locked himself in the loo, took hold of his rock hard cock and lasted about 30 seconds before having one of his most massive cum ever.

Chapter 7

After having Cornish pasties for tea, Aunty saw that me and Billy were both yawning and said it was time for bed, it had been a long day. She gave both of our bottoms a good wipe and asked when we last had a poo. We both couldn't give a clear answer and Aunty said she would ask again in the morning.

"Now, the night light is on, but you will have to shut the door as it will bang shut, is that Ok?" She could see I looked a bit worried. "Billy will be in there with you, Paul, so don't be afraid." I nodded bravely, but I did hate having the bedroom door shut. Everybody gave us a hug and a goodnight kiss and up we went.

As soon as the door was shut, Billy put his arms around me and said, "Still want to play?"I nodded nervously. "Don't worry, I will be really gentle."

He pulled the covers right down the bed and we both jumped on. He lay me down on my back and pulled my pull-ups off; my willy was looking very little. Billy took his pull-up off and his willy was already really stiff, which made me feel very young and innocent.

"How often do you wank?" he asked.

I went a bit red and said, "Never and in fact, I don't know what to do."

"I thought so," he said, "the two times you have rubbed my willy, you didn't hold it properly. Have you never cum then?"

"I don't know, how do you know," I asked.

"Well, big boys shoot white stuff out, but at our age we just get this sort of electric feeling."

"No, that's never happened," I said.

"Never mind," he said like a grown-up, "we have all got to start somewhere."

"Well, how did you start?" I asked.

He stared at me, right into my eyes, "Can you keep a secret? I mean it, I will never want to see you again if you tell."

"Ok," I said, thinking I had got a secret of my own, which I wasn't about to share with Billy, "I promise, I would hate not seeing you ever again."

"Ok," he took a deep breath and said, "me and Tom play with each other."

"Play?" I said.

"Yes, I creep into his bed at night and we do stuff."

"Stuff! like what?" I asked, having no idea what he meant.

Billy just looked at me as if I was thick, "You know, wank each other off and things like that."

"You know how to wank," I said in a slightly scared voice.

"Yes, if you shut-up, I will show you."

I was really nervous, but at the same time, I felt innocent and vulnerable, which I liked. At this point, his hand went between my legs and he spread them apart. I was breathing hard already. His hand rubbed up and down my smooth inner thigh and then on to my balls, which were very tight in my little hairless nut sack. He took hold of my willy and started to rub up and down. It soon got really stiff. He moved and kneeled in between my legs and started rubbing quite hard and fast.

"Do you pull your skin back?" he asked.

"No," I said, not really understanding what skin he meant.

"Not to worry, I won't pull it back as it will hurt; I'm surprised Mom hasn't spotted that, she will." He kept rubbing getting faster and faster, but nothing happened and my willy started to get a bit sore. He stopped and I started to cry.

"Don't worry," he said gently, "perhaps you are still too young, or your balls aren't working yet."

That made me feel better; there was a real 10-year-old telling me I was too young to wank. I felt like a very little boy. He put my pull-ups back on for me and then his own. He put his arms around me and I felt very loved we both slept like logs.

***

We woke up together, "Sorry about last night," I said in a sad little voice, "I had been really looking forward to it, at least now I know what wanking is and what is supposed to happen."

"Don't worry; it will happen one day."

"I would like to see you have a cum," I said, "could we play so that you have one."

"Ok, I could do with one said Billy, "I can't get with Tom on my own. We can play again tonight."

"Don't you ever play with Dan?" I asked.

"No, never, but he knows about Tom and me. Dan has told Tom that he loves one particular boy but keeps it very secret to himself and won't say who it is, not even to Tom, so don't you dare talk to him about it."

"I won't; I would hate to upset him."

I felt a bit sad that Dan loved someone. At that, Aunty came in and whisked the covers off. "Come on, you two, giving us both a hug, let's get you sorted."

Billy had a dry pull-up, but mine was wet. "Good boy, Billy," she said and I was worried that she thought I was naughty and obviously showed it.

"Oh Paul, I'm not cross with you, that is why you are wearing a pull-up. Anyway, I reckon it has been at least two days since either of you has had a poo."

"Don't need one," we both said.

"Right Ok, you will need one in a bit, come downstairs."

"No mommy," said Billy starting to cry, "I don't want an enema."

"I will be the judge of that. Come on," said Aunty.

"Aunty, what's an enema?" I asked.

"You will see; it will make you feel nice and clean."

"I am clean, Aunty," I said a bit confused.

"Not on the inside sweety," she said, which I didn't understand.

We got downstairs; I was still in my soggy pull-up. I liked the feel of it.

"Tom, Dan," Aunty called, "can you help me give the boys an enema; they will be too difficult to handle on my own," which I thought was weird.

"Are you all bunged up, boys," said Tom laughing.

"Oh, very funny," shouted Billy, "how would you like one."

I was getting very nervous about this enema thing. Tom and Dan sat on the kitchen chairs, but not at the table and Aunty put a towel on their laps. She then appeared with two hot water bottles with long hoses coming out of the top, which both had this funny thing at the end, looked a bit like plastic asparagus.

Aunty pulled my pull-up off and immediately said, "Oh dear, you have got a sore foreskin, I will need to retract it, is it tight?"

"I don't know, I have never done anything with it," I responded anxiously. That's Billy's fault for wanking it too hard last night I thought.

"Ok, not to worry, we will have Vaseline handy so I can do both at the same time." I was in a right panic.

"Right Billy," Aunty instructed, "get over Tom's lap." He started to fuss, but Tom just dragged him over and gave him a slap on the bottom. Billy shouted crossly that only Mom and Dad was allowed to do that.

"Calm down, Billy, or I will be doing that," said Aunty, obviously meaning it. Billy thrust his head toward the floor, shouting, "It's not fair."

"Paul," she said, holding me by the wrist but smiling comfortingly at me, "come and lie on the kitchen table sweety. Dan, can you get some cushions and another couple of towels."

Up I got with Aunty's help and Dan put two cushions, covered in a towel, under my bottom. With that, the two hot water bottles re-appeared both looking about to burst. Aunty had hold of one of the plastic asparagus things and dipped it in the Vaseline. What now I thought.

I was stunned when she put the tip of the asparagus on Billy's poo hole. I jumped when she firmly pushed it into his bottom. Tom held Billy's back down and made sure the thing didn't come out. Billy was crying, kicking his feet and telling his Mom that he didn't like her anymore. "

Ok, Paul, bring your feet up to your bottom," she parted them a bit and then pressed the asparagus against my bumhole. It felt cold and slimy and I started to cry, I could feel her pushing it and all of a sudden it went in.

"Ow," I yelped.

"Good boy," said Aunty, "that was easy. Dan, I need you to hold it in." He was really enjoying getting such a close-up view of Paul's willy and balls.

"Now then, Paul, I am going to pull your foreskin down," as she put Vaseline on my willy. She took hold of my little pink hairless willy and started to massage it, "You Ok lovely?"

"Not really," I said, "the water from the hot water bottle is making my tummy ache." I also needed a wee, I thought.

"I will give you a cuddle when its all done," said Dan, which made me happier.

Aunty started to pull the skin down on my willy, it was hurting. She kept the pressure on and all of a sudden, with a really sharp sting, a shiny purple knob popped out. "What's that! I cried?"

"It's just your willy with no skin on. Ok, just lie quietly now, won't be long." Dan held my hand. My willy started to get stiff and the purple knob was throbbing and the water in my bottom was making me desperate for the toilet.

"Aunty, I need the loo," I shouted, but too late as a fountain of wee went up in the air and landed on my belly. I was just sobbing now.

"Its Ok, sweety, all normal," as she wiped me down. Dan was squeezing my hand, but secretly he was breathless, being so close to Paul's little semi-stiff willy.

"Ok, boys, all the water is gone," announced Aunty, "Billy, come and sit on the bucket."

Down he sat and I heard a bit of squirting and then kabooshka as Billy emptied his bowels, his face was a picture!

"Good boy, all done, let me give you a wipe. See, you did need a poo; look at all those hard black lumps. I shall be sitting you both on the toilet each morning from now on. I don't know, can't be trusted to have a poo each day. Right Paul, your turn."

Dan had to lift me down. He helped me sit on the bucket; I was to busy looking at my willy. After a bit of a delay, all my insides seemed to shoot out into the bucket, which also made my willy go back to normal.

"All done, good boy," said Aunty, giving me a good wipe. After a while, I did feel very cleaned out. Aunty gave us a packet of opal fruits each; Billy lay on the floor, telling everybody they were horrible. I sat naked on Dan's lap, feeling sorry for myself with my head on his shoulder and shared my sweets with him. He rubbed my legs and bottom, which was very soothing.

Chapter 8

We went to the beach afterwards and had a great time again, and then we went into the town to a pizza place for tea. Billy and I each had the kids (11 and under) meal, the lady didn't bat an eyelid when I ordered, which included free unlimited ice-cream.

All went well until the second bowl of ice cream. Billy and I were jostling at the ice cream station, Aunty sternly told us to stop, but we carried on until a full bowl of strawberry ice-cream shot into the air landing on the hard floor and smashing into loads of bits–it was a right mess. Aunty was straight out of her seat and very apologetic to the staff, who said not to worry, it's fine.

"NO! it certainly is not fine, you two come with me!"

"The party room is empty if you want to go in there," said the manager, obviously knowing full well what was happening next.

"Thank you," said Aunty, and off we were marched held firmly by the wrist. We were both crying as we went in. "That was really naughty, you were told to stop, but carried on, broke a bowl and made a nasty mess. That has earned you four very hard spanks each."

"Nooo mummy, please."

"Shut up, Billy, or do you want six?" She sat on the edge of one of the booths. She dragged Billy in between her legs, undid his shorts and they came down with his pants, she clamped his legs with hers, put her arm around his back and bent him over. His bare bottom was fully on show. She then gave 4 of the hardest spanks I have ever seen or heard–Billy was howling. He was stood up and moved to one side, told not to move, still with his shorts and pants around his ankles.

"You! come here." I was pulled between her legs and had my shorts and pants pulled down. She clamped my legs with hers and put her left arm around my back and bent me over; I couldn't move if I tried.

The first spank landed and the shock seemed to go down to my toes and into my head. By the time the fourth one landed, my whole body was trembling. I was stood up and Aunty said that we had better be good for a while or we would have such sore bottoms we would have to stand up for a week. She pulled our pants and shorts up. We were both bawling.

"Right, how much money have you each got?" After fumbling in our pockets, I had got 30p and Billy had 25p. "Ok, you will go up to the manager tell her how sorry you are and give her your money to pay for a new bowl."

Two very contrite, teary faced, sore bottomed, little boys went up to the lady and did as they were told. They went back to the table and ate their ice-cream in silence apart from the odd snivel and sob.

***

Aunty suckled us both together when we got home and gave us a hug and a kiss. My bottom was really sore, but I felt like a loved little boy and suckling Aunty made me feel contented and sleepy. She put our pull-ups on and we went to bed and straight to sleep.

The next morning, the twins got us up as Aunty and Ken fancied a lie in and they were going into town. We were both wet; they took us downstairs, pulled down our pull-ups and winced at the sight of our bottoms.

"Wow, you did get some hard ones," Tom said, "I will get some cold cream." They wiped us clean then rubbed the cream on our bottoms, Dan was really enjoying the moment, though he was a bit cross with Mom that she had spanked Paul so hard–his bottom looked so sore.

He was fantasizing about what he would do if they were on their own. I have got an excuse to feel and rub his willy, he thought, so reached round and took hold of it with his finger and thumb, it was amazing and his own cock turned to steel. He almost came when he pulled the skin back and Paul's untouched little shiny purple head popped out. He was dying to rub until it was hard but didn't push his luck. Tom noticed, but just smiled to himself and thought maybe he had just seen the answer to a secret.

"Ok, boys, it is just us four for the beach," said Tom, "I think we will have some fun," in a bit of a funny way, which I didn't understand. Off we went and as usual, Billy and I got naked and scampered off to the sea, with strict instructions about staying in sight.

Once we were gone, Tom turned to Dan and said, "This secret boy of yours!"

"What about him," said Dan.

"It's Paul, isn't it?"

He looked down nervously and went a bit pale, "How did you work it out?"

"Hey Dan, I am your twin brother. I know you inside out. I have seen you looking at him and you were obviously in heaven when you were rubbing his willy earlier. I know that you went for a wank the other day after he had been sat naked on your knee. Why wouldn't you tell me, you must have been going crazy every time we walked with him to and from school."

"I was, but something was stopping me, but as you have sussed it, any tips on how I get him into bed, I have been in love with him for ages, but I have just got to play with him naked."

"Actually, yes, and I have a plan," he announced proudly.

Dan looked at him in amazement, "Go on."

"Right, I happen to know that Mom and Dad, while they are in town today, are picking up some tickets for the traveling circus. It is virtually sold out, but they have got four tickets for tomorrow night. They are worried about working out who will miss out and we will be discussing it tonight. I also happen to know, however, that Paul does not like the circus as he is scared of the clowns. So at the meeting, I will make sure that me and Billy quickly sound very excited about it. I am sure Paul might even say he doesn't mind not going and that will be your chance to say that you are fine staying home to babysit."

"Crikey, Tom." said Dan, "you have given this some thought."

"I haven't finished yet, "he said. "Now, as Mom and Dad won't be back for a while, I am taking Billy back to the house now for a good seeing to, so while we are gone, you can get a bit flirty with Paul. Up for it?"

"Yes, my cock is rock hard," said Dan, a bit breathlessly.

Tom laughed, "I didn't mean it quite like that,but I will take it as a yes. By the way, Billy told me that Paul has never wanked or had a cum as he put it. He tried to wank him off the other night, as Paul didn't know what to do, but it ended up with Paul in tears. He also said though that Paul would like to see him cum and that he plans to do 69 and shag him tonight and get himself off a couple of times along the way. Do you mind?"

"No, by the sound of it, he needs a bit of help. How can you get to nearly 15 and not know how to wank? Tell Billy to go for it, but be gentle."

"l will. Come on, let's go down to the sea and I will get Billy."

Off they went and after a bit of playing, Tom whispered to Billy to tell everyone that he needs a poo. He went to say 'but I don't' but saw the look on Tom's face and broke into a massive smile.

"Ok, shall I do it now?"

"Yes, go on," encouraged Tom.

"Sorry, but I think I need a poo," said Billy

"Oh, Billy, why didn't you go before we left," said Tom, "never mind come on. See you in a bit you two," and off they dashed to the house.

Chapter 9

As they walked to the beach hand in hand, Tom asked Billy if he had a good time. Billy looked up at him and said, "The best ever!" and added that he hoped they could do it again before the holiday was over.

"Have you got any energy left to do Paul later?" asked Tom.

"Don't worry about that," replied Billy, "I am well up for it and if he feels half as good as I did being shagged, he will love it."

"Remember, it will be his first time," Tom reminded Billy.

"I promise," he said, and his willy gave a little twitch as he thought about pressing it against Paul's tight little hole.

At that point, they could see Paul, sat on Dan's shoulders waving at them. They met up and agreed to walk to the beach cafe for lunch. Tom had brought some clothes for Paul, which Dan dressed him in. There was a nice table outside the cafe and the waitress came to take their order. Pastie and chips for the twins and the boys ordered hot dogs and fries off the kid's menu, which included a free cornet.

"How old are you two then," she asked. Paul's tummy did a twitch, thinking she was suspicious.

Billy said, "Have a guess."

"Errm right, I think your 10," to Billy and looking at me, she said, "and I think your 9."

Billy triumphantly punched the air and said, "See, everyone thinks I'm older than you; anyway, we are both 10," he said to the lady.

"Oh, I'm sorry chick," she said to me, "it must be your blond hair."

"Don't worry," I said in my cute little voice, "everyone thinks I look younger than I am." I felt so happy; no one even had an inkling I was nearly 15.

Dan reached forward and grabbed Paul's hairless leg and rubbed it up and down, saying lovingly, "You must be the happiest, sweetest ten years old in the world!"

"I think I am," I replied.

Our lunch came quickly and we all really enjoyed it. Billy and I went to get our free ice-cream with a warning from Tom that he did not want a repeat of the other night; we just both went red. We came back just as Ken and Aunty were walking towards us; Billy and I both started waving and shouting.

"Those two boys aren't they the cutest said Cath."

"Yes," Ken agreed, "do you know, I think Paul is having the time of his life. Just shows how free someone can be if they are allowed to be themselves."

As they got there, another family with two young daughters aged about 8 and 10 sat down at the next table. Billy and I soon got restless.

"Can we have a bucket and spade each," asked Billy nicely.

"Of course," said Aunty, but took one look at me and burst out laughing, everyone looked and did the same.

"What," I asked, getting a bit embarrassed, seeing that the other family had a little snigger as well.

"Look at the state of you," said Aunty smiling, "there is ice cream all over your face and down your front."

She got the wet wipes out and came around behind me and gave me a vigorous wipe. I loved it, especially as Billy didn't need one. Ken gave us money to go and get the bucket and spades; I hadn't played sandcastle for ages. Mom wouldn't let me last year because I was too old–it's brilliant being 10. Off we went to the shop with a strict warning that we knew what would happen if there is any messing about. We went red again and made a quick exit.

"I don't think they will be naughty for a few days," said Mom, which made Dan look down, looking a bit ill at ease.

"You alright love?" she asked, concerned that Dan looked unhappy.

"Do you mind if I say something," said Dan with difficulty.

"Of course not," replied his Mom anxiously, "go on?"

"You know I think you are a great Mom," said Dan, "and I love you, but we think you spanked the boys too hard last night. I know they were naughty and deserved a smack, but their bottoms were so red and sore this morning. They are only little boys and they are both so cute."

"Oh, thanks for being so caring and honest," she said, holding his hand, "I'm sorry that it has upset you; I was very cross, but I accept what you say. I still think smacks should be on the bare bottom, but it will be no more than two each for the rest of the holiday if they deserve a smack, you happy with that?"

"Yes," said Dan and Tom smiling.

"Anyway, have you all had a good time today?"

"Brilliant, thanks." they both said, "the boys are so sweet and innocent, we love looking after them."

"Oh, you are such lovely lads," said Cath. "Before the boys get back," she continued, "we have a little problem to sort out and it will be easier between us four." Tom squeezed Dan's knee. "Have you seen the posters for the travelling circus that's in town?"

"Yes," said Tom, "I had a look at one. I love the circus!"

Dan could barely contain himself; the boy deserves an Oscar.

"Well," their Mom said, "we thought it would be fun to go, but it was nearly sold out and we could only get 4 tickets, so two will have to miss out."

"Well, I think I've got a solution to that," said Dan.

"Really!" said his Mom.

Dan went on, "I had seen the poster as well, but I remembered something that Paul said about clowns, so I asked him this morning what he thought about them. He said he thought they were really scary and wouldn't be seen dead at the circus, so, in light of that, as Tom loves the circus, I am happy to stay in and look after Paul."

"Are you sure," replied his mom squeezing his hand, "you are a lovely lad, we will make it up to you."

"Yes," said Tom, "we will get you a clown mask so you can frighten Paul in the middle of the night."

"Crikey, better not," said Dan, "he will be in pull-ups until he is 30!"

They all laughed just as the boys got back with their buckets and spades. Billy excitedly explained that he was in charge of the money as his little brother was too scared to do it. Tom explained that the waitress thought Paul was the youngest.

"So, Paul is your little brother now, is he?" Cath asked Billy.

"Yes," he said, "the last two people have both guessed he is nine and I'm 10."

I felt really happy; I could just be a little boy with not a worry in the world. Billy could take charge as much as he liked.

"Right, you two have you been to the loo lately?" said Aunty. "Come on, let's go, before you go back to the beach."

She took us by the hand and dragged us off for a wee, both moaning that we didn't need one. Aunty took me into the cubicle first and pulled my shorts down, I pulled my top up and did my hands-free routine again, most of the wee went in the loo.

"Oh, Paul, be careful." Once I had finished, she bent me over a bit and gave my bottom a deep wipe and rubbed around my willy. "Right, your done; come on, Billy."

Once he had weed, his Mom noticed that his little bum hole looked really red, "Oh, that looks sore," she said concerned. Billy knew why and had to think quickly.

"It feels Ok; perhaps it was that big poo yesterday," he advised.

"I guess so," said his Mom, and got the antiseptic cream out. She started to rub it in and was surprised how dilated he seemed to be, "See," she said motherly, "that's what happens when you hold on to your poo so long."

Billy said, "Yes Mom, sorry," breathing sigh of relief that she obviously suspected nothing. They went back to the table and off they dashed with their buckets and spades.

"Don't go too far," shouted Aunty, "go where we can see you." They found a spot about 20 yards from the cafe, which had some nice damp sand to play in.

The Mom of the family at the next table turned to Cath and said, "You have got two little cuties there; they are both gorgeous."

Cath smiled and said, "Thanks, they both know it though and have got these two wrapped around their little fingers," looking at the twins.

They were all looking over at the boys when they both stood up and stripped naked, "No inhibitions either by the look of it," said the Mom.

"No, they have been naked virtually since we arrived," said Cath. One of the girls said that it looked like fun having no clothes on.

"Well, I'm sure they wouldn't mind you joining in," said Cath.

"Do you want to?" asked their Mom; they both nodded. The girls grabbed their bucket and spades and the two Mom's walked over to the boys with them. As they got near, Cath said, "Introduce yourself boys."

"Hi, I'm Billy, and I'm Paul," we answered.

"I'm Molly and this is Daisy," the elder of the girls said.

"The girls thought it would be fun to play with you," said their Mom, "do you mind."

"No, it would be great. We can build a bigger castle," said Billy.

"Ok girls, we will be at the cafe and we can have a coffee in peace. Do you want to keep your swimsuits on or be naked like the boys?"

Daisy just stripped off and jumped in next to the boys. Molly had to think about it, but peeled it off and quickly crouched down with her spade in the sand. The moms wandered back to the cafe, talking about how lovely it is still to be innocent.

Dan was watching Paul from the cafe; he was innocently getting into all sorts of positions digging in the sand. At one point, he was kneeling with his knees wide apart and he was reaching down into a hole they had dug–his soft little bottom was spread wide open with his little hole on full show. Dan thought about getting him like that tomorrow.

***

The Moms and Dads started chatting away and the twins got a bit bored, so went off for a walk along the sea shore. "So, who is the best planner in the world," said Tom.

"Yes mate," said Dan, "you have played a blinder."

"How did your chat with Paul go," asked Tom.

"Really well, we talked about his innocence, which he fully accepts, but to cut a long story short, it ended up with him holding on to me for dear life, while I had a good feel of his stiff little willy and fingered his bum hole."

"Excellent," said Tom, "so you think you will have a good time tomorrow?"

"I reckon," said Dan, "at the very least we will be able to play naked; I will just have to be very gentle and take it slowly. It will be our first time together and I don't want to scare or hurt him."

"Yeah, it took a while for me and Billy to get to the shagging stage," said Tom.

"I've never asked," said Dan, "but how did it all start?"

"One afternoon, about 6 months ago," replied Tom, "when you, Mom and Dad were out somewhere. Iremember being a bit pissed that Billy decided to stay home, which had scuppered my plans for a good wank. Anyway he came into my room as he was bored and he found one of our mags under my pillow. I didn't notice straight away."

"Which one was it," asked Dan.

"The old one about nudism, but with plenty of pictures of naked boys."

"Oh yes, I have done some wanking with that," said Dan.

"And me," said Tom, they both laughed. "Anyway I took it off him and was cross."

Billy said, "I like it when you get me naked for my bath or swimming."

"Only me," I asked.

"Yes just you, it's when you touch my skin, it doesn't feel the same with anyone else, can you get me naked now? I won't tell anyone, I have wanted to ask you for ages but thought you would tell Mom."

"No, I won't tell Mom," I told him. "So I sat him by me on the bed and put his feet on my lap and slowly took of his trainers and socks, he wasn't being silly when I was doing it; he was genuinely enjoying it. Anyway, I massaged his little feet, what is about boys feet? and I was really enjoying myself. I sat him on my lap and pulled his shirt off and slowly felt all over his belly and chest. He was panting and licking his lips and said that it was lovely.

"I undid his shorts and slowly removed them; by now my cock was rock solid. So then I slipped my hand under the waistband of his pants and had a good feel around. I took hold of his soft little willy, worried that he might not like it, but not at all. He was squirming in delight and told me that he loved me doing it.

"At that, I took his pants off all together, laid him on the bed and had a really good feel. I was amazed when he started getting stiff, so I gently wanked him until it was completely erect. He started arching and lifting his bottom off the bed and went stiff, obviously having an orgasm. I picked him up and gave him a cuddle and he told me that he loved it and wanted to do it as often as we could.

"So ever since then, he comes into my bed 2 or 3 times a week and if we are on our own, he is insatiable and is now up for anything. His favourite is upside down 69 which we did big time today–I had a massive cum. What did you think when I first told you what was going on?" he asked Dan.

"Well, I was a bit shocked obviously," said Dan, "but knew you would not be hurting him and as he keeps coming back, he obviously likes it. On top of that of course, I had got my own little boy, even though he is nearly 15, that I wanted to do exactly the same things with, so who was I to judge."

"Well, I hope tomorrow is fantastic for you both," said Tom. "I think you will have a great time and Paul will really get into it. I have told Billy that you are happy for him to play with Paul tonight but to be really gentle. He is very intent on shagging him, as he has never done that with me."

"I have told Paul as well," said Dan, "and he his looking forward to seeing Billy cum. I am not sure that he realises where Billy's willy might be when it happens." They both let out a Hmmm.

They walked back towards the café. As they got near they could see the boy and girls all innocently playing together in the sand.

Tom said, "Crikey, two hours ago Billy was screaming for me to shag him harder and here he is now happily playing with his bucket and spade with 3 other naked kids."

"Yes," said Dan, "and Paul is nearly 15, you couldn't make it up." They both laughed and waved to their Mom and Dad.

***

"Ok," said the girls' Mom, "shall we go and sort these 4 out."

"Yes," said Cath, "what a lovely, quiet couple of hours we have had, but it is starting get a bit chilly."

They walked over to find a massive sandcastle and the boys and girls were obviously getting along really well. "Come on every one," said the Moms, "its getting cold."

All 4 started talking 10 to the dozen but the Moms managed to steer them towards the cafe. They were all very sandy and they were all told to get in the showers.

"They're freezing," moaned Paul.

"Yes and you are very sandy; in you get," said Aunty.

They were all screaming, shouting and hugging each other as the water hit them. Paul and Molly were washing the sand off each other and completely innocently they rubbed each others normally private parts. They looked at each other a bit surprised and had a good look and they both giggled.

The girls' Mom turned to Cath smiling and said, "It looks like they have just both learned something."

Cath replied laughing, "It looks like it," but thought to herself, surely Paul knows girls are different than boys, maybe not, what an innocent boy he is.

"Come on you lot," the Mom's shouted above all the screaming, and for the first time, the boys and girls seemed to realise they were all naked and grabbed a towel each. They said their goodbyes and the boys ran off when they saw the twins. The boys wanted shoulder carries back to the house so the twins lifted them both high above their heads and popped them on.

When they got back, Mom sat down with Billy and Paul. "Now then boys, I have got something I need to chat about." They looked at each other, both thinking what have they done this time. "A question for you Paul, what do you think about clowns?"

"Dan asked me that earlier, I don't like them and think they are really scary, why the sudden interest in clowns?"

"Well love," she said, "we have got 4 tickets for the circus for tomorrow night," at which point Billy started jumping up and down, "sit down Billy. Now that means two of us have got to miss out but we didn't know until today that you don't like clowns. I discussed it with the twins and Dan has agreed to stay home with you."

"Have I spoilt it for Dan," I said worriedly.

"No love, he is fine with it. Tom loves the circus, he is not that bothered." Then it dawned on Paul that he would be on his own with Dan for the evening; his tummy was doing cartwheels.

"Right Ok, you two, lets get some after sun lotion on you."

Billy was very keen to do it himself and his Mom squirted blobs into his hand. Paul on the other hand, was happy to let Aunty do it. She was about to do his willy and balls and asked if my foreskin was still sore.

"Yes, but Dan did it already when he was putting cream on my bottom," I told her, hoping she would leave it alone.

"That means it needs to be done more often," she said, so rubbed the lotion on it and waited until it started to get a bit stiff and then pulled it back.

"Ow," I yelped, looking at the shiny purple knob, but in a different way than yesterday and was looking forward to Dan playing with it.

***

Our bed time arrived and Aunty Cath put me and Billy, naked, on a towel on the living room floor; Ken and the twins were watching Dad's Army. I really enjoyed her lifting my legs and putting lots of talc on my willy, balls and bottom. She also gently held my willy to examine my foreskin.

"That's looking much better," she said as she put my pull-up on. I felt so little, being powdered, put in a pull-up and being sent to bed while the older ones still watched telly.

"Look at you two," she said when we stood up, "the white of the pull-ups really shows off your tans. Anyway up you go and don't chatter for too long."

***

When Billy was brushing his teeth, Tom slipped into the bathroom and sneaked some lube and the little vibrator into is hand.

Billy smiled and whispered, "Where shall I put it afterwards so Mom doesn't find it?"

"Under your pillow," said Tom, "and I will creep in and get it later," he added, looking at Billy seriously, "gentle!" Billy walked into the room and closed the door, Paul stood at the end of the bed looking very little and nervous.

"Come on little bro," Billy said softly, "I will make sure you feel really nice."

Being called little bro made me feel really young and vulnerable, which made me happy.

"Did you have a nice chat with Dan today."

"Yes, it was lovely," I said.

"Are you looking forward to spending the evening with him while we are at the circus," asked Billy, obviously really happy that it was going to happen.

"Yes, very much," I said.

"Do you still want to see me cum," asked Billy, "I don't mind if you don't."

"Yes," I said, "I still want to as I think it will help me enjoy my time with Dan more."

"I think you are right," said Billy.

He put his arms around me and kissed me on the neck. He rubbed his hands up and down me and slipped his hands inside my pull-up and gently rubbed my bottom; I started to feel much more relaxed. Billy eased my pull-ups down and they fell to my ankles. Billy went down on his knees and licked my willy and then gently sucked on it until it was fully erect, I was feeling really good.

Billy stood up and dropped his pull-ups, "Do the same to me he instructed."

I got on my knees and tentatively licked Billy's already stiff willy, I put my hands round and held on to Billy's bottom and then, for the first time, I put a willy into my mouth. I just sucked it for a bit ,but then I started to move up down the shaft, I really enjoyed it.

"Lets lie on the bed," said Billy. He lay down and manoeuvred me on top of him, with my face over his willy and balls; I was really enjoying him telling me what to do. "This is called 69," he told me, "and we suck each other's willies at the same time. Ok, put my willy in your mouth and suck like before."

He then put his hands on my bottom and pulled me down until all of my willy was in his mouth. "Now copy what I do," he said, "don't worry if you don't feel like you will cum, just enjoy the feelings." Billy had decided that he wanted Dan to give Paul his first cum so wasn't going to let him, even if Paul could have one.

I was now bobbing up and down and copying Billy, gently rubbing his balls.

"That's it," said Billy, "you are doing really well, its lovely." He spread his legs and brought his feet up to his bottom. He took hold of my hand and moved it down, "Use your finger on my hole," he told me.

It reminded me of what Dan did on the beach and my willy went a bit harder. I did what Billy told me and Billy was really panting, "That's it, keep going," he said, "Suck harder and push your finger in." I did and Billy started groaning. After a bit he lifted his bum off the bed and went stiff, and I saw what having a cum looked like. Once Billy had come down, he turned me around and hugged me.

"What did you think?" he asked me.

"Amazing, you looked like you were being electrified"

"Yes that's what its like," he said," I hope you have one with Dan tomorrow. I want you to have your first with him as you have both loved each other for so long. Did you enjoy sucking my willy?" he asked.

"Yes, it was good," I told him.

"Ok," said Billy, "I am going to do something else now. You just be my little bro and I will be in charge; it should feel great but let me know if it hurts."

I was a bit scared; he turned me on to my back and started kissing me and gently rubbing up and down the insides of the top of my legs. It was really nice, so I spread them out. Billy moved his hand higher and he rubbed his finger up and down from my balls to my little boy hole. I was squirming, groaning and my willy was stiff.

Billy grabbed a little plastic bottle and squirted some cold slimy stuff under my balls. He rubbed it around and went up and down my bum crack, it was lovely and I was dribbling. Billy then just held his finger on my little hole and just kept moving his finger round and round. He put his left arm under my neck and pulled me to him and held me tightly. He kept going round with his finger, it felt brilliant and my willy went really hard. I spread my legs as far as they would go to let Billy do what he wanted, but then he tried to put the tip of his finger up my bottom, but it hurt and I let out a little yelp.

"Sorry little bro," he said, "its really tight, I have got something that Tom gave me."

Billy reached around and had this little silver thing. He put some of the slimy stuff on it, he pressed it and it started to hum. He put the tip against my hole, it was fantastic, I couldn't help writhing around, it was making my whole body tremble. Billy held it there and then I could feel my bottom hole getting less tight.

He gently pushed and it slid right into my bottom. My toes curled up and my willy was twitching madly and was hard as rock. Billy started to move the humming thing in and out, it was making me feel really funny. I started to lick Billy's neck and moved my hand down as I wanted to wank Billy's stiff willy. Billy moved me and put me on top of him, I saw him squirt some of the slimy stuff on his willy and on the silver thing and he started to move it in and out of my bottom deeper and faster.

It was amazing, when Billy pushed it in, I pushed my bottom down. I wanted it in more, but Billy pulled it out and pressed his very hard willy against my bum hole instead. I wanted it to go in and I pushed down, it was stinging and Billy was pushing up and then it slipped in.

All of a sudden I could feel his hairless balls and my hairless bottom touching, his willy was completely inside me! Billy started moving it in and out; I wanted it harder so I pushed down as he pushed up, it was the best feeling ever. My willy was the biggest I had ever seen it and was so hard I just had to rub it. I leaned backwards and wrapped my finger and thumb round it like Billy did the other night. Billy was looking at me and had stopped moving in and out of my bottom with his willy, just kept it pushed in.

He squirted some of the slimy stuff on my willy and hand, then I just knew what to do and started wanking my willy with my slimy hand. My legs started to tremble and my tummy was twisting, my mouth was wide open and spit was coming out. I started wanking faster and then I just felt like a massive firework set off inside me and all my muscles went stiff. I did 3 hard wanks and I just collapsed on top of Billy. I was panting harder than when I ran all the way home from school. Billy quickly rolled us over, so he was on top but managed to keep his willy inside me.

"Paul," he said, "I want to shag you hard now," and he started thrusting it in as far as he could and then pulling it nearly all the way out, it was making my bum hole quiver. I wanted to finger his hole like Dan did to me on the beach. I reached down and put my finger on to Billy's hole, it slipped in really easily, he went crazy and his thrusting got really fast and then he went stiff, throwing his head back with spit drooling from his mouth and he collapsed on top of me. I wrapped my legs around Billy, he was completely limp. We lay there for 5 minutes until I told Billy he was squishing me.

Billy rolled off me; looked at me and said, "You weren't supposed to have your first cum until tomorrow."

"I couldn't help it, my willy was just begging to be wanked and for some reason I just knew what to do."

"That's fine little bro, you looked awesome when you came."

"Thanks Billy and for showing me how. I think Dan and I will have great time tomorrow."

Billy put the lube and the vibrator under his pillow. They both put their pull-ups back on and wrapped themselves together. As they came down, became drowsy and their willies became soft, they both filled their pull-ups with hot wee and felt it run down their hairless bottoms. They both went to sleep as very contented little boys.

Chapter 10

The morning sun woke Billy first, and he quickly checked under the pillow and was relieved that the lube and the vibrator had gone. He looked at Paul, who was still sound asleep and sucking his thumb. Billy thought it was lovely to be in bed with a younger boy. Well, a boy who seemed younger, and he had loved shagging him, but it was not as good as being with Tom. He put his hand into his wet pull-up and fingered his hole; it felt nice and tight again, perhaps it was time that he told Mom he could look after his own bottom.

The bedroom door opened very quietly; it was Tom. Billy pointed with his finger that Paul was still asleep, so Tom, not speaking, lifted Billy out of bed, and they quietly left the room and went into Tom's.

"How did last night go," asked Tom.

"Too well," said Billy, "Paul had a cum, a massive one; Dan will be cross with me," he added with a concerned look.

"Of course he won't," said Tom, "that's brilliant; how did it happen?"

"He was straddling me," explained Billy. "I was shagging him and he just leaned back and started wanking like he had been doing it for ages."

"It's because he has got a good teacher; did any spunk come out," Tom asked.

"Course not," Billy said, "he's only 10!"

"Oh crikey, so he is, how did you enjoy being inside him," said Tom quickly.

"Great, when I get older, I am going to do it to you; I hope I won't be too big for you," said Billy.

"Let's hope not," said Tom and they both laughed.

"Fancy a quickie now?"

"Yes," said Billy, "but don't shag me. Mom noticed that my hole looked sore yesterday, and she is bound to check again today."

"Crikey, we need to be careful then," said Tom worriedly, "let me have a look."

He put Billy on the bed and took his soggy pull-up off. He just stopped for a moment to feast his eyes on the gorgeous little naked boy, saying how sexy he is. He knelt and spread Billy's legs; he was damp with wee, which Tom took a long sniff of, he couldn't resist going down and sucking Billy's soft willy and balls into his mouth and rolling them round with his tongue. Billy was squirming, and his toes were curling. Despite them both loving it, Billy wasn't getting stiff, so Tom released him and took a close look at his boy hole. It seemed ok, but gave it a good tonguing just in case.

Tom pulled away and asked, "What do you want to do then?"

"That was awesome," panted Billy, "but I had five cums yesterday, so I think my willy is too tired. I will lie on my front, and you can do my feet."

Billy lay on his front on the bed with his feet in the air. Tom stood over them and started rubbing the soft pink soles over his balls and up and down his cock, nothing felt like boy's feet. He also had a wonderful view of Billy's little bottom, so his cock quickly got rock hard. He held both feet with one hand, rubbing his shiny knob up and down them and wanked with the other, he quickly shot three spurts of thick cum all over them. He recovered and gently wiped it all off with a tissue.

He picked Billy up who smiled and asked, "Did you enjoy that, I don't get why you like my feet so much, I don't want to go anywhere near yours."

Tom laughed, "Have a lick of Paul's sometimes, you might feel different," and they had a loving snog.

"You will have to put your pull-up back on." Billy grimaced but understood why; they went back to the boys' room, and Tom slipped Billy back into bed, just as Paul was starting to rouse. Tom said, "I will come and sort you both out in 10 minutes."

"Ok, bro," said Billy, "love you."

***

Paul opened his eyes and looked at Billy. He knew his life had changed forever last night; he had discovered the joy of wanking and knew that he would be doing it as often as he could. Would that mean he wouldn't want to be ten years old any more, not enjoy Aunty wiping his bottom and want to stop wearing pull-ups? He had loved having Billy's willy inside him, what would that mean. Tears started to roll down his cheeks.

"You Ok little bro," asked Billy, not understanding why he was crying.

"Not sure," replied Paul, "I think its all a bit too much; can I have a hug."

Billy wrapped his arms around him and gently kissed him. It made Paul feel much better, and Tom and Dan soon came in and whispered, "Are you two still at it!" making the boys giggle, "Come on, let's get you sorted out, Mom is making pancakes for breakfast."

"Yay," they both shouted excitedly in their cute high voices. Tom picked up Billy, and Dan picked up Paul.

"Did you have a nice time last night," Dan whispered.

"Brilliant thanks, I had my first cum, are you cross," said Paul, worried that Dan wanted to give him his first one.

"You had a cum, you clever boy, of course I'm not cross, I bet it was great," said Dan with a big smile.

"It was," said a relieved Paul, "but I can't wait to get you on my own and have one with you," he said in a cute little voice.

In the living room, the twins laid Billy and me on towels. Dan took my pull-up off and gave me a wipe all over. He put some Vaseline on my soft willy and made the purple knob pop out; it hardly stung at all. He put me in a clean top but didn't bother with any pants or shorts. He picked me up and carried me into the kitchen.

"Hello, lovely, who looks cute with his bare bottom on show," said Aunty. She gave both of my little feet a rub, I giggled. Dan plonked me down on the kitchen chair, and my feet dangled above the floor, I ate four pancakes and managed to get golden syrup all over my hands and face.

"What a messy boy," said Aunty, smiling as she attacked me with at least two wet wipes. When she was done, she picked me up and said, "Come on, time for a poo."

I looked down and could see my hairless little willy and soft bare legs. I wrapped the legs around Aunty and flopped my head on her shoulder. I felt every bit a cute little boy. My little panic this morning was over and thought I reckon I can enjoy being 10 for a while longer yet. We got into the bathroom and she plonked me on the toilet, she smiled seeing that my feet didn't touch the floor and held on to the seat as if I might slip in. She closed the bathroom door.

"We haven't had a chance for a little chat since we were in the garden the other day, is being ten everything you imagined?"

"Aunty, I love it," I said, "I am having the best time ever; I am just the happiest boy there is."

"Would you change anything," asked Aunty.

"No way," I said, "it's better than I even thought it could be."

"How about agreeing to be spanked if you were naughty," said Aunty smiling.

Paul giggled, "Well, I hope I don't get another one, but I think that is part of being a boy, being naughty, then getting spanked for it, but then it is over and done with."

"That's lovely," said Aunty, "well, I think you are a gorgeous little boy and we are all so happy you came with us." I started to well-up, and she leaned over and kissed my forehead. "Anyway, have you pood?" she asked. I spread my legs and looked in between them.

"Yes, Aunty, a right whopper."

She laughed, "You are cute. Stand up then," and she gave me a good wiping front and back.

"Ok, you can go," she said, and gently smacked my soft bottom on my way out, which made me giggle again and feeling like a little 10-year old through and through.

***

There was a cool breeze blowing, so they all put on warm tops; the boys even kept their shorts on, and they went for a long saunter along the seashore. Billy was very excited about the circus and kept asking when it was time to go. When Paul wasn't playing with Billy, he was either holding Dan's hand or sat on his shoulders. At one point, they had all spread out doing different things and Paul and Dan could chat.

"Are you still looking forward to tonight?" asked Dan.

"I can't wait," I said, "Billy was brilliant last night; I think we will have much more fun, now that I know, are you still?"

"Paul, I have waited for this day for what seems like forever; I am so excited to be spending the evening with you. One question," said Dan, "are you going to be ten tonight?"

"Why," I said, "have not given it a thought."

"Well, you know now that I loved you before, but do treat you differently now that you are 10. I am happy with whatever you want." Paul thought deeply.

"I think that this might be my last few weeks as a ten-year-old and when we get home, I will have to be 15, whether I like it or not. I love being 10 with you, and as I was 10 when we discovered our love for each other, I would like to be ten tonight."

Dan picked him up and hugged him, "That is a lovely thing to say, so ten it is, and I won't mention it again for the rest of the holiday."

"Oh good, nor me," I said, feeling happy. They were hugging, enjoying the moment when Billy bounded up to them and told Paul to come and see the jellyfish. Paul raced to catch up to him.

Ken and Cath caught up with Dan. "You Ok, love," asked Cath.

"Yes, thanks Mom, very happy. I am having a lovely holiday."

"We thought you might be getting overwhelmed with Paul's infatuation with you," said his Mom in a concerned tone.

"No," Dan replied, "not at all; isn't he the most lovely lad you could meet. Remember, I have known him for a long time, particularly since we have been at the senior school. I know how tortured he has been for the last few years, hiding his difficulties behind that cute smiley face. I am so pleased that what we have done has made him so happy, so I don't mind how much he wants to cling on to me while he is enjoying being a little lad–it's only for a few short weeks."

His Mom had to wipe her eyes, "That's so lovely."

"Don't be silly, Mom," said Dan, hugging her, "Anyway, it was your idea. Tom and I would never have thought in a million years of letting him be a ten-year-old for the holiday."

"No, I suppose not," she said, "but you, Tom and Billy have made it real for him." They all had a hug. "So your still Ok for tonight?"

"Yes, no problem," said Dan.

"What do you think he will want to do?"

"I think a fair guess, and he will want to sit on my knee, cuddle, watch TV and share some snacks."

"Yes," said his Mom, "I guess that will be exactly what he will want. We had a thought, we won't get back until well after his bedtime. He will be scared in that room on his own, and anyway, he would get woken up by Billy, who no doubt will be as high as a kite. I will understand if you don't fancy it, but it might work better if you sleep with Paul, just for tonight, and Billy has your room."

Dan exhaled, "I think I might feel a bit odd with a 10-year-old in a pull-up draped over me all night, but it's only for one night, so yes, I think its a good idea."

"You are such a lovely guy," said his Mom, "but I am sure Paul appreciates it. I will put stuff for Billy in your room before we go, but I won't tell him until we are out. You can just tell Paul once we have gone. Ok, that's a plan then. Anyway, we ought to think about setting back."

Dan could not believe his luck, a whole evening of nakedness with the boy of his dreams, then a night of him cutely sleeping on him in his pull-ups.

***

They got fish and chips from the van, which came once a week. "Best bit of fish I have had for years," said Ken, rubbing his last chip around his plate to gather the last dribs of mushy peas.

"Ok, Billy," said his Mom, "We need to get you sorted out."

He charged upstairs and got so excited, his Mom pulled his shorts down and gave him a hard smack on his bare bottom to get him to calm down.

"Have I got your attention now, Billy Moorcroft."

"Yes, Mom," he said sniveling.

They all piled out into the car; Dan and Paul waved them off. Dan closed the door and an expectant silence becalmed the house. Paul, wearing a t-shirt and his beach shorts, put his arms around Dan.

"Wow, I'm so excited I am trembling."

"Me too," said Dan. "Let me tell you a couple of things first. Mom said as its such a chilly night, we can use the log burner."

"Cool," said Paul, "I love watching a fire."

"But the best thing is that Mom said you would be scared sleeping in that room without Billy, so Billy is using my room tonight, and I am going to share with you."

Paul leaped in the air, shouting, "This holiday gets better and better."

"I thought you would be pleased; come on, let's go and get the log burner going."

The log burner was crackling away, and Dan had moved the big settee in front of it and Paul was sat on Dan's knee, just loving being in his arms, and Dan was loving holding him.

"Dan," Paul said in his little voice, "I'm so happy; I love you so much, and I want to make you the most turned on you have ever been."

"I want to do the same for you," said Dan, "and I am sure we will."

"I don't know much about these things, only what I have learned from Billy, so can we talk about what we are going to do."

"Ok, that sounds nice and will turn us on, though I am already. I think we should learn how to snog each other first, – I am dying to taste you. I want to feel you all over and get you naked. I am going to massage your feet, suck your toes, kiss you all over, play with your willy and balls and feel your bottom. If you want to do more after that, we will do it."

Paul was breathing hard, "That sounds delicious. Can I say a couple of things?"

"Of course you can, whatever you want."

"Well, firstly, I am dying to get you naked as well, as I can't wait to have a proper feel of your muscles, and I want you to pick me up as you do on the beach, but then do things with my body."

"Sounds fantastic," said Dan.

"You might think this one is a bit weird."

"Don't worry," said Dan, "just get it off your chest."

"Well, as we agreed I am 10, I want to be wearing a pull-up when we start."

"That sounds sexy," said Dan, "but on one condition, you can't wet it until I say.'

"Ok, I won't."

"Have you got that slimy stuff and that little thing that vibrates?"

'Yes, Tom gave it to me; Billy had told him you liked it."

'That's good, I sure did. Finally, I am scared of something."

'Oh no, I don't want you to be scared of anything," said Dan, "so tell me what it is."

"Well, it's your willy. I have only seen two willies that were hard and the biggest one of them is Billy's. I imagine yours is really big."

Dan hugged him, "Yes, it is certainly bigger than Billy's, but we have got all night, and you can take your time to get used to it; you can be in charge of it."

"Ok, said Paul, "I feel better about it now. Right, I've had enough of this chatting; I am going to put my pull-up on, and then you better be ready!"

Dan laughed, "Go on then; I can't wait to get hold of you."

Dan got down on to the rug in front of the fire and sat against the settee; his cock was rock hard already. he thought to himself, he has only sat on my knee and used his little voice on me and I can hardly breathe already.

***

Paul came back into the room; Dan's heart missed a beat. He was in a t-shirt that came down about 6 inches [15cm] past his bottom, and it showed the outline of his pull-up. It highlighted his cute hairless legs and his delicious little feet.

"Paul," Dan said with a bit of a pant, "that is the second most wonderful view my eyes have ever seen."

"What's the first one then?" said Paul, a little crestfallen.

"You, with no clothes on!"

Paul gave a massive smile and scampered over and sat between Dan's legs. Dan moved him round a little, and he put his tongue out and gently used the tip to flicker against Paul's lips. It reminded Paul of Aunty's nipple and again, his mouth just seemed to open on its own. Dan pressed Paul to him and moved his hand to the back of his head as they kissed. Paul understood and opened his mouth and put his tongue against Dan's, slowly but surely they locked into a deep loving snog.

Dan moved his hand over Paul's shirt and started to pull it higher. He went underneath and rubbed up and down Paul's belly and chest; Paul was starting to pant and broke away from the snog. Dan put both hands under the shirt– he fingered both nipples. Paul gasped and pushed his head back into Dan's shoulder; the shirt was pulled up over Paul's head and flung onto the settee.

Dan soaked up the sexy little body just in a pull-up between his legs and rubbed his hands all over. Paul turned round and grabbed Dan's t-shirt and pulled it up and off. He used his little hands to feel all over his chest and belly. He used both hands to go up and down Dan's arms; he was damp with sweat, and the flickering fire was reflecting on his skin. He looked Dan straight in the eye and started to undo the clasp on his shorts. He pulled and yanked; Dan lifted his bottom and he was just in his Calvin Klein jockey shorts–his erect cock was fully defined. Paul stopped; Dan sensed his shock.

"Don't worry," he whispered, "I won't hurt you with it."

"I know," said Paul, "but it looks massive."

"It's you," said Dan, "you are so sexy." Dan picked Paul up and sat him down between his legs again.

"My willy's gone soft," said Paul.

Dan laughed, "Not for long, you gorgeous little boy, is that pull-up still dry?"

Paul nodded, "I could do with a wee."

"Lovely, hang on."

He lifted his bottom and moved him down towards his feet; Paul's head was resting against Dan's belly. Dan ripped each side of the pull-up and pushed the front down to the floor; he pulled his knees up and out. Paul's little soft hairless pink willy was fully exposed.

"I have been waiting for this moment since you were playing Lego with Billy."

"Have you?"

"Yes, I already couldn't wait to see you in your pull-ups, but when I found out you have a little willy and no hairs, I just dreamed of watching you wee. It's not just you who likes you being 10."

Dan started to rub at the bottom of Paul's belly and up and down the inside of his thighs. Dan pressed harder, just above his willy. Paul let out a cute gasp and he started to wee into the open pull-up–Dan' cock was pumping. He rubbed his hand all round Paul's hairless groin and the wee flowed out of the limp willy, the flow reduced. Dan took hold of the willy with his finger and thumb, gently retracted the foreskin, and they both watched the final, fine squirts coming out of the purple knob.

"I don't know why, but that was awesome," said Paul.

"Yes, it was, and looked so cute," said Dan.

He sat back on the settee and picked up the now naked Paul and placed him so that his bottom was on his hard cock. He lifted Paul's legs and put his soft little feet on top of his knees. He looked over Paul's shoulder and down his smooth body and just ogled the little flaccid hairless willy, sitting on top of the tight crinkly nut sac. Paul was absent-mindedly lifting his toes and spreading and wiggling them.

"Paul," he said, "you are so gorgeous and perfect, I can't believe I have got you sat naked on my knee."

"Am I turning you on?" Paul asked sweetly.

"I didn't think it was possible to get so turned on,'' said Dan breathlessly, and he started to gently feel all over Paul's body, with his cock twitching and oozing pre-cum.

He used all his hand to fondle all around the hairless groin, balls and willy–it was beyond his dreams. He could have done it for hours, but took hold of the one and a half-inch willy with his finger and thumb and gently wanked it. He could see Paul's feet re-acting to the sensations, wiggling and scrunching. The willy stiffened to 3 inches, [7cm] Paul was pushing in time to Dan's wanking.

"It's brilliant," gasped Paul, "do it faster."

Dan increased the tempo and then eased the foreskin down to reveal the shiny purple knob. Dan picked Paul up, turned him around and got him to stand on the settee and straddle his legs until his retracted willy was inches from his face. Dan sucked it into his mouth.

Paul's knees buckled, but Dan gripped his bottom to hold him in, he rolled his tongue round and round the purple head, and the willy became like steel. He moved his lips up and down the shaft; he could feel Paul's' legs trembling. Paul threw his head back; he was groaning, almost screaming and then bang, his whole body just spasmed. Dan had his arms wrapped round the little body to keep the willy in his mouth. Paul went limp and just slumped down into Dan's arms; he held on to him tightly just in awe of his beautiful little lover.

Dan was worried that Paul had passed out, but then Paul said wanly, "That was like thunder and lightning going through my whole body."

Dan brought his mouth to his and kissed him passionately. Paul came round quickly and went back to Dan's pants. Dan was even harder than before. Paul rubbed his hand up and down the cloth-covered cock. He pulled the front and peered in.

"I can see why older boys stop calling them willy's," he said.

"What do you mean?" asked Dan.

"Well, it just doesn't seem right to call it a willy, cock is a much better word for it!"

Dan laughed, "I can see your point." He thought he wouldn't say that his cock was only about average at 6 inches.

"I can't believe it's so big," said Paul; he still felt a bit scared of it. "I want to see it properly," and grabbed the waistband of Dan's pants and pulled them all the way down in one go.

"Lye on the floor, I want a good look," instructed Paul.

Dan lay on the carpet and spread his legs, for once his cock and balls were fully on show. Paul kneeled between his legs. He was not only amazed by the cock; he couldn't believe how hairy everything was and how big Dan's balls were. He gently weighed them and tentatively started to examine his cock. Dan was enjoying watching him and having his little hands feeling him. His cock was rock hard and oozing pre-cum.

"Is that cum?" asked Paul.

"No," said Dan, "cum is thick and white and shoots out."

"Are you ready to cum now?" Paul asked.

"I reckon so," said Dan, and Paul started to rub up and down as Dan had done to him, and Dan's large head soon appeared. Paul took a deep breath and opened his mouth wide and put the knob in his mouth; Dan couldn't believe it.

"Oh god, Paul, that's amazing."

Paul started fingering under Dan's balls and gave his cock a good wanking. Dan was soon shouting, "Wank harder, yes, that's it!"

Then shouted at Paul to stop sucking, just as two huge gobs of spunk flew out, just missing Paul's cute, but bright red face; another spurt landed on Dan's belly, and finally, the last convulsion just flowed down over Paul's hand. Dan grabbed him by the armpits and pulled up his body and held him as if he would never let go.

After a good few minutes, they looked at each other and kissed on the lips; they were both sticky with sweat and spunk.

"Wow, so that is spunk then," said Paul, "what's sperm then?"

"Those are the things that swim around in the spunk and make babies if you have sex with a girl," he explained.

"Well, I can't see them, I thought they look like tadpoles?" I replied, perplexed.

Dan laughed, "You are innocent, they are tiny."

"Does that much always come out."

"No, that was my biggest one ever, you were brilliant!"

"Was I, I wouldn't have known what to do a week ago."

"Well. it looks like you do now."

Paul giggled; he looked at his hand, grimacing. There was spunk between his fingers, "I think I need a wet wipe."

"Don't worry; I'll sort you out." Dan got the wipes and gently and lovingly wiped his gorgeous little boy until all the sticky mess was gone. He picked him up and Paul wrapped his smooth legs around Dan's firm waist.

"This is the best time ever," said Paul, "have we got time to keep playing?"

"Yes, plenty," said Dan, "but let's have a breather and a drink."

***

Paul wouldn't let go, so Dan had to go to the kitchen and make the drinks with him still wrapped around him. His little body was turning him on again already.

Dan re-stoked the log burner and they sat naked on the settee. Paul's willy had gone soft and he was looking cute as ever. Dan still couldn't believe he was naked in his arms, but he knew where he was going next; those soft little feet were going to be licked and sucked mercilessly.

"Dan, do you know that last night Billy shagged me."

"Did he, I know he wanted to but wasn't sure you would like it. I hope he didn't hurt you."

"Only a bit, when he first pushed it in, after that I loved it. I know your willy is much bigger, but can we try later?"

"If you want, but I am really worried that I will hurt you."

"I know, but if you really play with my hole, it might be Ok."

"Why are you so keen to do that?"

"I just think it will be making love properly, you inside me and me wrapped around you; we will be sort of properly bonded."

You come out with some lovely things; of course, we can try, but don't be upset if you can't take it, there will be plenty of other times. But first, what have I wanted to do ever since I carried you in the Lake District?"

"Dunno."

"What did you rub up and down my body?"

"Oh, my feet!"

"Yes, and now I am going to lick and suck them until your willy is the hardest its ever been!"

"Get on with it then!"

"You cheeky boy," and whipped him over his knee and gave him six light spanks, which had Paul laughing and screaming.

"Do you want me to do it harder?" Dan was amazed when he said yes, so he gave him four slightly harder ones. Paul had gone quiet now but was panting.

"Do it again, but quite hard." Dan did, and Paul was grunting, his bottom was quite red.

"That's enough," Paul said breathlessly, "it was lovely. Do my feet now," his willy was already stiff. Dan rubbed the little, hot, red bottom.

"You are full of surprises," he said, "I thought you had never been spanked until Mom did it at the waterpark?"

"I hadn't!"

"Do you think she has got you into it then?"

"Don't think so; her smacks are really hard, that's why I cry."

"Well, I suppose she isn't thinking about turning you on."

"I hope not!" said Paul.

They both laughed. Dan was still rubbing his bottom, but his finger was now circling the little hole. He reached down and found the lube; he squirted a good glob and rubbed it up and down Paul's bum crack and balls. He moved his finger back to the little hole and gently pushed, Paul was squirming and groaning but pushing back onto the finger.

Dan was soon in up to his second knuckle, he saw his soft feet curling and flexing, reminding him of how much he wanted to get hold of them. He pushed his finger all the way in; Paul let out a long high pitched yelp. Dan quickly withdrew his finger and sat Paul in his lap, "I'm sorry, did that hurt?"

"A little bit," said Paul, with his eyes scrunched shut.

Dan put his arms round him and kissed Paul on his cheek. Dan thought there is no way he will be able to take my cock; I'm not even going to try.

Paul opened his eyes, "Are you going to do my feet or what."

"Someone is getting bossy; right, I will have you squirming in a minute."

***

He lay Paul down on the carpet and sat down with Paul facing him, between his spread legs. He took hold of his smooth hairless ankles and gently dragged him until his soft bottom was pressed against his hairy scrotum. The backs of Paul's legs were resting against his belly and chest, it felt just awesome and the perfect little feet were either side of his head.

He took hold of the right foot and moved it so that he could have a close look. There was not a blemish; Dan had wanted this moment for so long. He stroked the top; it was like silk. He pressed the base of the toes to his nostrils and inhaled deeply, licked from the heel to the top of the toes and slavered over the base of them. He then spread them out and sucked the big toe into his mouth, he sucked and rolled his tongue around it and then bobbed up and down.

Paul had slightly arched his back, enjoying the sensations. Dan then started to lick between each toe, separating them as he went, his own cock was dribbling pre-cum, Paul's was twitching. He opened his mouth wide and went down, taking in at least half of the foot, until the toes were at his throat. He sucked licked and slobbered until Paul pulled it away with a groan, "Do the other one."

Dan was happy to oblige. Once that foot was completely licked and sucked, Dan took hold of Paul by the waist and pulled him upwards until his bottom was under his chin. He spread the soft cheeks so that Paul's little, pink, puckered, hole was fully exposed. He placed the tip of his tongue against it, which caused Paul to gasp; he let his knees drop to spread his bum cheeks even wider.

Dan started to flick his tongue over the hairless anus and then, using his whole tongue, licked and pressed against the little opening. Paul was writhing and groaning; his toes and feet were scrunched almost into fists. Dan then pushed the tip of his tongue in making Paul grasp and clench Dan's waist. Dan pushed a little harder, but Paul groaned no, so he stopped, not wanting to hurt him.

Paul said, "Sorry," in-between gasps, "it was too much."

By now, though, Dan's cock was steel hard and dripping pre-cum. He stood up and wrapped the two, soft, slimy feet around his cock and started to shag them. He squeezed the soft soles together, rubbing his cock rapidly in between–he had never felt anything like it.

He threw his head back and his eyes were rolling, and with two final thrusts, he screamed, "Yessss," as an arch of spunk shot out of his cock and splashed all over Paul's neck and face. Dan just sank to his knees, exhausted.

After a couple of minutes, Paul said in a little voice, "Can you wipe me now?"

Dan opened his eyes; there was his gorgeous little boy with spunk running down the sides of his face. Dan quickly grabbed some wipes and got it all off him, "Sorry my cutey; I couldn't help myself."

"That was just awesome to watch," Paul said, "but are you going to do something with my willy? Its been stiff for ages."

Dan bent down, picked him up and lifted him facing backwards onto his shoulders, he took his willy into his mouth and started sucking vigorously. Paul grabbed Dan's head and used it to help him thrust in and out, he wrapped his feet around and Dan held them firm; Paul was locked in the embrace and was screaming out high pitched yesses. He went rigid, forcing his willy as far as it would go and then bucked and spasmed, he was spent.

Dan lay him on the settee; Paul was panting, sweaty but with a smile from ear to ear. "I will never forget this night."

"Nor will I," said Dan. He looked at the time, they had been at it for nearly two hours, but the rest wouldn't be back for another two hours yet.

***

Dan fetched drinks and chocolate from the kitchen and they sat on the settee just chatting about what a wonderful night they were having. "What has been your best bit," asked Paul.

"Your feet, even though I have thought about them every day for months, it was beyond my wildest dreams."

"Yes, I gathered," giggled Paul, "you don't want yours done, do you?"

"Don't think so, why?"

Paul just said, "GROSS, I loved you doing mine, but the thought of sucking your big toe, yeeuk," like a little lad talking about cabbage.

Dan laughed, "Don't worry, even if I wanted to, I wouldn't make you. What was your best bit," asked Dan.

"Being on your shoulders, I loved it the normal way round on the beach, but that was so good. We will have to make sure we don't get mixed up when we are out," Paul said, giggling.

"Can I say something," said Dan. Paul nodded, a little concerned. "About us shagging tonight, I just think we shouldn't."

"Oh, why," said Paul, "I really want to."

"I know you do, and your reasons why are lovely, but your little boy hole is so soft and tender, I am really frightened that I might hurt it, even rip it." Paul pulled a worried face.

"Don't Tom and Billy do it?"

"Yes, but it took a long time to get there, and Tom worries that he will hurt Billy all the time, though he says Billy does love it. So, I think that is what we should do is wait and when it happens, I won't be worried and you will enjoy it."

"OK," said Paul, in a slightly sad, disappointed way, "I understand."

"Do you fancy shagging me, though," said Dan, "that will be us making love and being properly bonded."

"I hadn't thought of that," he said with a glint in his eye, "is my willy big enough though, is it long enough to get passed your big bum cheeks and reach your hole?"

"My bum cheeks aren't big, you cheeky boy, and grabbed his belly and gave him a big tickle; Paul writhed around, laughing and squealing.

"Stop, I don't like it."

"I am sure we will manage," leaning over and kissing him on the lips.

Paul climbed into Dan's lap and pulled Dan's arms around him. "You haven't played with my willy and balls enough."

"Sorry, I'm sure! I have never known you to be so assertive; you were too scared to pay for a bucket and spade yesterday."

Paul giggled, "I still will be, but this is different," grabbing Dan's hand and putting it on his groin.

***

Dan remembered how he felt when he saw the little 14 years old he had secretly lusted after for months, naked for the first time in the playroom. He never in his wildest dreams thought that such a short time later, the little boy would be grabbing his hand, wanting him to play with his willy and balls.

Dan caressed his fingers all over them; they were so soft, smooth and the most wonderful thing he had ever touched. He felt under the little balls, and then circled all around them. With just his finger and thumb, he then took hold of the soft little willy. He didn't retract the skin as he wanted to enjoy it as he remembered it, cute and sweet. He moved his other hand down and with the back of his hand, stroked the silky inner thighs. Paul's toes were tightly curled, and he was starting to push his willy into the finger and thumb. Dan gently rubbed and Paul was hard again, he turned round, knelt on Dan's thighs, put his arms around his neck and gave him a long snog.

Dan's hands slipped around and rubbed and squeezed Paul's bottom. He reached under the settee and squeezed lube onto his fingers and the little vibrator. He used his finger and thumb to rub up and down Paul's stiff willy and gently retracted the foreskin and lubed up the purple knob.

Paul was watching and thought his willy looked much bigger than only a few days ago. Dan reached round with the vibrator and gently pressed it against Paul's soft hole, Paul groaned and pushed toward it; it slowly slipped all the way in. Dan slid down the settee and lifted Paul up and lay him on top of him.

Paul's purple knob was touching Dan's anus, "In you go, you gorgeous little boy," and Paul pushed and it slipped easily in; Dan held Paul's bottom and they slowly made love.

After a few minutes of pure joy, Dan let Paul go and he increased his thrusting, the vibrator was making his little sphincter throb, then when he couldn't last any longer, he gripped Dan as if his life depended on it, and his body spasmed and then flopped limply, completely drained. He fell asleep at once. Dan gently extracted the vibrator and just had a quick feel of Paul's little hole; that would be something to look forward to another day.

Dan looked at the clock and they would all be back in an hour. "Come on, Paul, let's go for a quick shower and then bed."

"Ok," he said drowsily, "will you carry me."

"Of course I will, let me just tidy up."

Dan ensured that there was no evidence of the long night of passion, even giving a quick squirt of air freshener as he thought it must stink of sweat and spunk. He gathered up their clothes, Paul's ripped wet pull-up, and then Paul himself and went up stairs.

Paul just held on to him in the shower, so Dan soaped them both down as best he could. He felt Paul wee all down him, but thought that it was so cute he didn't mind. He carried Paul into the bedroom, dried him off, rubbed some talc into his willy and bottom and slipped on a fresh pull-up.

Dan pulled on his pajama bottoms and flicked the light and carried his beautiful boy into bed with him. Paul wriggled and spread himself all over Dan, started sucking his thumb and somehow sighed with a cute little smile on his face. Dan looked at the boy he had dreamed about for months, perhaps he was in a dream now, he hoped it would last forever. Within a minute he was sparked out himself until the sun woke him in the morning, Paul hadn't moved a muscle.

***

There was a gentle knock on the door.

"You decent?" asked Mom; Dan had to contain a big laugh.

"Yes, sure," he whispered. His Mom crept in, she just stopped and put her hands together at the sight of Paul with his thumb in his mouth and tousled sun-bleached blond hair draped across Dan's defined chest.

"Oh my, isn't he just gorgeous!" she whispered.

"He sure is," said Dan, "he has not moved since he went to sleep. Did you have a nice night?"

"Yes," said his Mom, "it was a great circus; Billy loved it. How about you two?"

"Very nice," said Dan, "I enjoy his company, even though he's so young and sweet."

"I bet Paul loved it."

"I think he did; it must be the longest cuddle on record. I will let him wake up in his own time and come down then."

"Ok love, we are going to have a lazy morning anyway. I will instruct Billy not to disturb you."

"That will be good; cheers. Mom, see you in a bit." She closed the door.

***

Dan was loving having Paul's body all over him, his cute smell and gentle little breathing. What a night, he still couldn't get over how confident Paul was, nothing like he usually is. He wasn't complaining though; he didn't want to think about where this could all go, he was determined to enjoy the moment; he reckoned that most people never had it this good, ever.

Paul eventually started to stir and his thumb popped out of his mouth. It took him a little while to get his bearings, rubbed his hand over the defined chest he was lying on and looked up at his most favorite person in the whole world.

"Hello, my favorite sexy little boy," said Dan, "did you have a nice sleep?" he said gently.

Paul thought for a moment, still looking like he didn't quite know where he was. "I think I have gone to heaven," he said, "all I wanted a few weeks ago was to be a little boy, then I find out the person I love most in the world loves me too and here I am, ten years old in my pull-up, lying on his body after the best night of my life–I am definitely in heaven."

"Me too," said Dan, "let's enjoy every minute."

"I need to wee, but I don't want to move."

Dan felt inside his pull-up; it was dry. He pressed just above Paul's willy like he did last night, Paul's body relaxed as his bladder emptied.

"That was nice," said Paul, as he pulled a bit of a naughty face. He slipped his hand inside Dan's pajamas and held the big soft cock, "Shall I make something come out of this?"

"You are a naughty, rude boy, no," said Dan, pretending not at all convincingly to be cross.

"If you weren't so noisy, I would spank your little bottom." Paul giggled. "Come on, I will sort you out, and if you are good, I will carry you down for breakfast."

Chapter 11

The idyllic days continued to come and go, with everyone having a great time. Paul and Dan managed to sneak in some playtime, as did Tom and Billy. Paul and Billy agreed that they wouldn't play anymore and apart from one bedtime, just cuddled each other to sleep at night.

On that one night, they were quietly chatting in bed about what they liked doing best with Dan and Tom when Billy asked, "Does Dan like your feet?"

"Like them," I said, "he is nuts about them, he sniffs them, licks them and you know, gets his stuff all over them. I love it."

Billy laughed, "Tom is the same, his willy gets really hard when he plays with mine. Do you ever lick Dan's?"

"No way," I said, "I don't touch them, they are so big and boney with rough bits."

"I feel the same," said Billy, "and I told Tom that I didn't get why he liked them so much. Do you know what he said, he said that I should lick yours sometimes and I would understand."

"Really!" I said. We looked at each other and I added giggling, "if you lick mine, I will lick yours."

"Ok," said Billy, "but if one of us hates it, we will stop."

"Yes, that's fair," I said, "who goes first, though."

Billy thought, then with a big smile, "We could do it at the same time, like doing a 69 only with our feet instead of our willies."

Billy moved down so that his head was at the bottom of the bed, "Let's just feel each other's first," he said, "we might not even like that."

We started doing each other's feet; we both knew how to do it and not tickle. I was amazed; Billy's feet were lovely, soft and smooth. I spread his toes and rubbed them. Billy was doing much the same with mine.

"What do you think," asked Billy.

"I'm enjoying it on both ends."

Billy giggled, "Me too, shall we go for it like Tom and Dan?"

I didn't answer; I just pressed his toes under my nose and had a long sniff. I felt my willy going stiff in my pull-up, so I put his big toe in my mouth and sucked as if it was his willy, Billy did the same to mine. We started licking, sucking and slobbering over each other's feet – we were both enjoying it.

Billy stopped and panted, "My willy is really hard."

"And mine," I said.

We pulled each other's pull-ups off and took hold of each other's willy. We then both started to wank each other while still each sucking a foot. We were both panting and groaning.

Billy stopped and moved back up the bed, he pulled my legs upwards and put my slimy feet on his stiff willy and then managed to do the same to me. We both started to shag each other's feet, squeezing each other's willy with our toes and soles. We put our arms around each other and went into a deep snog, rubbing, grunting and shagging as hard as we could. We both threw our heads back and had a wonderful cum together. We lay in each other's arms.

"Crikey," Billy said, "now I do understand!"

***

The boys did their best to be good as well, they only got spanked once more and that was when they were arguing over a bucket on the beach. It got a bit out of hand, Billy kicked Paul and he retaliated by calling Billy a rapist and trying to kick him back. Billy then kicked Paul again really hard on his thigh.

Paul fell to the ground holding his leg and screamed, "That hurt, you shit head."

It was all witnessed by Cath, who quickly stepped in, grabbing hold of both of them, "If you two think I will tolerate such nasty behaviour and disgusting language, you are very much mistaken." They both thought they were in for a really hard spanking; their bottoms were already bare.

Cath grabbed Billy by the wrist and pulled it up until he was on tiptoes, "Do not ever let me see you being nasty like that again!" and gave him two hard smacks on the bottom.

She then grabbed hold of Paul and said, "Do not ever use filthy language like that again," and his bottom got two hard spanks as well. They were both crying as a result. "Right, sit yourselves down and sort it out." They gave each other a huge hug saying "sorry".

"Can't believe we only got two each for that," said Paul, "I was expecting 6."

"And me," said Billy. "Anyway, what's a rapist?"

Paul shrugged, "I dunno, no idea," they both giggled.

***

It got to the penultimate night and the twins suggested to Mom and Dad that they should go out for a drink and nice dinner on their own and that they were perfectly happy looking after the boys.

"That sounds good," said Ken, "I have fancied going to that nice little Italian in town since we arrived. Tell you what, I will book and order some pizza to be delivered for you guys; sound like a plan?"

A very friendly Italian chap at the restaurant said he would bring the pizzas over and take Ken and Cath back with him. Two massive pizzas, some garlic bread and a big bottle of pop arrived.

Ken and Cath jumped into the car, saying, "Don't wait up; we intend to make a night of it."

"So do we," whispered the twins as they waved them off.

The twins and the boys had a good laugh together, eating the best pizza they had ever had. The chat soon moved to what was the best sex they each had over the holiday, and of course, this leads to what the plan was for tonight.

Billy suggested they all play together, but the other three all responded, "BILLY!"

"Billy Moorcroft, you are a dirty little boy," said Tom, "I am going to give you a proper spanking, get over my knee now!"

"It was only a joke," said Billy in a little voice, feeling a bit worried that Tom looked so cross.

"We will leave you two to it," said Dan. He picked Paul up, kissed him on the lips, "Come on, let's go to my room, Mom and Dad will be back about 12," he added, climbing the stairs. They got to Dan's room and he put Paul down on the bed.

"Was Tom really cross," asked Paul.

"No, he was messing about," said Dan, "he still might put him over his knee, though."

"I didn't want to share you with anyone," said Paul.

"Same here," replied Dan, "you are my delicious little boy." They embraced and kissed lovingly. "What would you like to do?" asked Dan.

"Well," said Paul a bit shyly, "I had an idea after Aunty had bathed Billy and me the other night."

"Oh, got turned on in the bath, did you," said Dan tickling Paul.

"No," Paul giggled, "but I hope I might. Can we have a bath together and then you rub me with the baby oil, I will do it to you as well."

"You are a sexy boy, sounds like a brilliant idea."

***

They went to the bathroom. On the way, they looked over the railing and could see that Billy was naked already with a pink bottom and snogging Tom. They both did a thumbs up. Dan ran the bath and made sure it wasn't too hot for Paul.

"Do you want some bubbles?" asked Dan. Paul nodded with a big smile.

"Come here," Dan said to Paul, "I can't wait to get you naked and put my hands all over you." He pulled his tee-shirt off and had the shorts down in a flash. He stopped to drink in the hairless little body.

"Wow, I have seen you naked every day for weeks, but my heart still misses a beat when you get your clothes off."

Paul smiled and hugged him before grappling with the buttons on his jeans. A naked Dan lifted Paul into the bath. Paul couldn't resist lifting his legs and going in bum first, that made him feel so good. He was a bit surprised that Dan had put him in so that his feet were over the edge of the bath. That was until Dan knelt and started rubbing his nose into the toes and inhaling deeply.

"Aren't they a bit sweaty?" asked Paul, "I have had my trainers on until just?"

"Yes they are," said Dan, "and they are wonderful."

His cock had gone rock hard in an instant. He gave them a thorough licking and would have loved to have cum all over them, but thought he better save himself. He got in the bath behind Paul and pulled him between his legs. Paul rested his head on Dan's chest; his willy was hard from having his feet done.

Dan rubbed the bubbles all over him and then put his hands under Paul's warm, soft bottom and lifted him so that his willy was above the water. Dan moved his legs underneath him, put some soap on his finger and thumb and took hold of the 3-inch [7cm] stiff shaft. Paul gasped and his toes curled. Dan wanked gently and slowly, trying to enjoy the moment for as long as possible. Paul was gasping and arching out of the water, he suddenly lifted his feet out of the water and put them on each edge of the bath he then pushed his willy as high as he could. Dan started wanking much harder, slipped his other hand under Paul's bottom, and fingered his little hole. Paul started groaning and panting, his clenched his bottom, thrusting his 3-inch willy into Dan's finger and thumb and went rigid as he came, He plopped back down with a splash. Paul was gasping for breath.

"Wow, that was a good one," he said.

Dan's cock was rock hard as a result of having a wet Paul writhing all over it; Paul could feel it against his back. Dan pulled him up and put his cock between Paul's legs.

Paul said, "Look, I have got a proper cock!"

He rubbed bubbles all over it and gently pulled the skin back to reveal the throbbing knob. He reached down with one hand and massaged Dan's balls under the water and started wanking him. Dan had his arms around Paul, rubbing his hands over the hairless wet boy. Paul gripped hard and wanked faster, the sensations were too much and Dan unloaded a massive string of spunk into the air letting out a deep gargle as he did so.

They lay in the water coming down from their cums; they were both so happy. The water started to get cool, so Dan pulled the plug, "Let's have a rinse under the shower."

"Ok," said Paul as he turned round and pressed his belly against Dan's mouth. Dan thought he wanted a raspberry, but then felt warm wee running down his chest, belly and his balls.

"You dirty boy, you are as bad as Billy and it's you who is going to get a spanking now." He then gave him a big raspberry on the belly and said, "I love you."

"Please don't spank me," said Paul giggling. Dan gave them both a quick rinse and a rub-down with a towel.

"Right, I warned you," and put Paul, who was pretending to cry, over his shoulder and strode to the bedroom. He quickly looked over the railing to see that Tom and Billy were in their favourite standing 69. Wow that looks good, he thought, we must try that.

"Right, you dirty little rascal, that's twice you have weed over me, how many spanks do you deserve?"

"Six medium ones and six hard ones," Dan was slightly surprised to hear him say.

"OK, I won't stop; regardless how much fuss you make!"

Dan put one foot on the bed and put Paul over his knee. In the full-length mirror, he had an amazing view of Paul's bottom, hairless legs, and dangling feet. He started spanking. Paul loved it; he felt like a little boy who had been really naughty. The sting was delicious and it was going through his bottom and into his willy.

Dan said, "Right, here comes the six hard ones."

Paul was gripping the bed covers. As the first one landed, his toes curled and his feet raised up higher than his bottom.

"Yess," he said through clenched teeth. Dan carried on and as the 6th one landed, Paul gasped out, "Two more, really hard ones."

Dan did them as hard as he dared and Paul went limp over his knee; his bottom was hot and very red. Dan gathered him up into his arms, and Paul wrapped himself around Dan's body.

"I hated doing that," said Dan, "well, the last two anyway."

"Don't think that; it's not like having a spanking for being naughty. I think one day I might cum it's so nice; I loved it," said Paul breathlessly.

He was sweating and his willy was really hard. Paul pulled his head back and looked into Dan's eyes, "Do you think I am weird, wanting to be ten years old, wear pull-ups and enjoy being spanked?"

"No, I think you are just a boy being himself without a care in the world." Paul hugged him tightly and they snogged deeply.

"My bottom is stinging and my willy is throbbing, can you rub me with oil now?" asked Paul in his soft unbroken little voice.

"I can't think of anything better," said Dan, and he laid him on his front on a towel on the bed.

Dan looked at the clock and there was still plenty of time to play. Dan knelt astride him and drizzled oil on his back, with gentle circling motions he rubbed it in then massaged his back and shoulders using his fingers – Paul was sighing feeling very relaxed.

Dan shuffled down and poured more on his legs. Using two hands, he could wrap around each leg completely and as he went slowly up and down, Paul was starting to groan with pleasure. Dan bent Paul's legs at the knee and rubbed his oily hands all over his little feet, he massaged them firmly and rubbed his thumb under the bottom of his toes, Dan's cock was starting to drool.

Dan moved back up and poured more oil on Paul's little red and hot bottom; it felt divine for both of them. He used his finger up and down the bum crack and held the tip of his finger on the little hole and aimed a squirt of oil right into it. With the effects of the bath and the spanking, it seemed much more relaxed and Dan was able to slip in quite easily.

Paul started to slightly raise his bottom and was gently saying "Yes." Dan kept gently pushing and when his finger was all the way in, he started to shag him with his finger coming almost all the way out and then all the way in again. Paul was grunting into the bed cover. Dan was reminded of when he saw him digging on the beach.

He brought Paul's knees up and then spread them as far apart as they would go, his bum cheeks were spread wide, leaving his boy hole totally vulnerable. Dan considered moving in with his cock but thought it might ruin the moment, so he put his finger in again and started shagging him quickly with it. Paul was groaning loudly and his feet were curling and splaying.

Dan reached under in between the splayed legs and massaged the little balls with an oily hand; Paul started to plead to be wanked. Dan rolled him over, keeping his finger in and took hold of the rock hard little willy and using his thumb and forefinger started to gently wank.

Paul was thrusting his hips against the finger in his bum and then pushing his willy into the thumb and forefinger. He was grunting and groaning louder and louder. Dan increased the speed of his finger shagging and went down on the hard little shaft taking it all in his mouth. He sucked until Paul let out one almighty high pitched yeeeeesssss, his whole body straining in an a high arch, with his feet bent under him and drool running down his cheek. He convulsed and twitched before slowly going back down. Dan bent over and Paul put his arms around him tightly and buried his head into his shoulder.

Dan rubbed his back, "That was so good," said Paul, "I love you."

Dan's cock was so hard it almost hurt, it was twitching, throbbing and leaking.

Paul noticed and said, "Do you need to cum now."

"Yes please," croaked Dan.

He lay on the bed, he picked Paul up and knelt him on his cock, facing towards his feet, "Hold on to my knees and push your bottom down."

The big cock was now clasped between Paul's soft oily cheeks, "Slide up and down on it," Dan begged him.

He started slowly, ensuring the whole cock was feeling the smooth hairless crevice. Dan knew he wouldn't last long as Paul speeded up. Dan reached down and took hold of a little foot in each hand and lifted his bum off the bed; he thrust in time to Paul's sliding, he started to grunt deeply and then shot three massive spurts of cum over his own chest. Paul found some tissues and wiped him gently clean, lay on top of him and kissed his lips. They just lay there knowing there was no better place to be in the world.

They were startled by the sound of the phone; they heard Tom answer.

"Hi Mom, oh right, oh I see, yes no problem, have a good night, yes we are fine, see you in the morning, love you, bye."

Dan got up, with Paul wrapped round him, and looked over the railing. "What's up?"

"They can't get a cab so have booked into the travel lodge in town for the night. They will be back about 10 in the morning, I reckon they are shagging!"

"Really, Tom," said Dan, "that is too much information. That's good, though." He continued, "I will sleep with Paul in the boys' room; you can have Billy in yours. How did your evening go? I hope you gave Billy a good spanking."

"I was only joking," shouted Billy crossly. The twins laughed, "Yes," said Tom, "Billy apologized nicely quite a few times! Talking of spanking, how is Paul's bottom?"

"Why," said Dan.

"We could hear it being smacked from down here."

"Crikey," said Dan, "you are making me sound like Mom. Bring us a couple of those sports drinks up when you come up, we are getting in the shower. Come on Paul, lets rinse off and then bed, ok?"

"Suits me. I am really sleepy."

They got into the bathroom and Dan flicked on the shower, "I need to have a leak first."

Paul stopped him from getting to the loo, "Out of the way, you little whatsit, I am bursting."

Paul just grabbed his arm and pulled him into the shower. He stood opposite him and took hold of Dan's big flaccid cock, and Paul aimed it at his chest. Dan let out a torrent of hot piss, which flowed all down Paul's body, over his willy and balls, and ran down his legs.

"That was nice," he said and let Dan soap him down.

They went back to the room and Dan dried Paul off, rubbed talc over his willy, balls, bottom, and put him in a pull-up. Dan sat on the bed in his pajama bottoms and lifted Paul on to his knee. He took one of the sports bottles and put it in Paul's mouth, which he sucked vigorously, he felt so young and cute. Dan lay down and Paul spread himself all over him, giving his chest a rub. He popped his thumb into his mouth and nuzzled into his neck. They were both spark out within minutes.

***

A loud screeching seagull woke Dan; another lovely day he thought, but then looked at the cute boy on his chest and thought again, someone might not think it is lovely at all. He moved his hand down, slipped it into Paul's pull-up, and gently rubbed his soft little bottom.

"Hmm, that's nice," Paul whispered, in a sleepy little voice.

They both just lay there enjoying the moment until Tom knocked on the door and said, "Come on you two; Mom and Dad will be back soon."

"Ok," said Dan, "on our way. Come on gorgeous; we will have to get up."

"Just one more minute," I said, suddenly feeling very sad

"Ok," said Dan, "that will be nice."

But then I couldn't hold it in any longer and just started sobbing with tears running down my cheeks and on to Dan's chest.

"What's happened," said Dan rubbing my back.

"Today's the last day of the best time of my life," I said between sobs, "then we will be going home and back to school, and I will be 15, and everybody will be telling me off for not acting my age. I wish I could stay here forever."

Dan could have wept with him but thought he had got to be strong and be a rock for his heartbroken little lover. "Now then," he said, sitting up against the headboard and putting Paul in his lap and wrapping his arms around him. "I want you to have a great last day; you don't want to spoil it by thinking like that, do you? We can talk about all that other stuff when we get home. How about we go downstairs and make a list of all the things you want to do to make it a great last day.

So come on, what do you say, I can't stand seeing you upset."

"Ok then," I said in a sad little voice. Dan popped the sports bottle in my mouth and I started to cheer up. I thought while Dan was holding the bottle, yes I am not going to let myself think about it. Here I am in my pull-up being treated like a little boy, so I need to make the most of it.

"You're right," I said. "I need to enjoy every moment of the day and not spoil it for everyone else."

"That's more like it," said Dan, "come on, let's go and get you sorted."

He carried me downstairs, lay me on a towel on the living room floor, and gave me a good wipe with a wet one. He was putting me in a clean top when a naked Billy came running over.

"Paul guess what?" he said excitedly, "I have found a train set in the cupboard, shall we set it up and get it going."

"Coo,"l I said, jumping up, giving Dan a quick hug and whispering that I loved him before scampering off into the living room. Someone seems happier already thought Dan, smiling to himself.

Billy and I were engrossed in sorting out the train track, so didn't hear Aunty and Ken come in with bags of fresh crusty rolls and croissants.

"Morning lads," said Cath to Dan and Tom, "all ok here?" giving them a hug. "It's very quiet, where are the boys." The twins lead her quietly to the open living room door where she could see a naked Billy on all fours and a bare-bottomed Paul lying on his front happily building the train track.

"Aren't they the cutest ever," she whispered.

"Yes," said Dan, "but come back into the kitchen; we need to talk about Paul."

"Do we? Ok."

Dan and Tom and their Mom and Dad sat at the kitchen table with a mug of tea each. Dan explained Paul's tears earlier, even getting a bit upset himself about how Paul was feeling about how his life would be when they got back home.

"Oh love," said his Mom, squeezing his hand, "you are so caring. Now, Dan, I want you to stop worrying, things aren't as bad as you think. I have had a couple of good chats with his Mom."

"Have you said the twins together?"

"Yes, now don't be cross, but this idea to treat him as a ten-year-old for the holiday was as much his Mom's as mine, and we developed the plan together." The twins were agog.

"His Mom and Dad had met a few experts about his immaturity and the advice was either hormone treatment or just ignore what his actual age is and treat him like a little lad until his own hormones kick in, which they will eventually. They had decided to do the latter and his Mom had already chatted with me about it when you came home that day asking if Paul could come on holiday. His Mom and I couldn't believe our luck, and we agreed it would be a great way of seeing how he reacted to being ten again.

We agreed I would call her in America to tell her how it was going. After hearing what I have had to say, changes are now being put in place to allow Paul to basically be 11 for now and then assess him regularly, hoping he will have caught up by the time he is 18 or so."

"Wow," said Dan, "that is fantastic."

"But what about…" Tom started to say, but his Mom cut him off.

"Now it's not for us to start discussing how it will all happen, though I have no doubt that Paul will want us to be a big part of his life. I have agreed with his Mom that we won't mention anything yet unless he gets very upset about the thought of being 15 again before we get home. All agreed?"

"Yes," they all said happily, at which point Paul and Billy raced excitedly into the kitchen, wanting them to see the train running on its track.

They all had a great last day, especially Paul, who loved being ten all day, and the thought of being 15 never entered his head. That didn't kick in until about an hour into the journey home.

Like a kick to his stomach, Paul suddenly thought that in about 3 hours, his time as a 10-year-old would be over. What am I going to do, everybody will be telling me off even more and to act my age, it was too much and the tears just started rolling down his face. He tried to hide it, but he let out a big sob and Cath, Dan and Tom all looked, Billy was asleep.

"Why are you crying," asked Dan.

"You know why, I love being ten and dead soon, I have got be 15 and I will hate it."

Dan looked at his Mom and she nodded. "Now then, Paul," she said, squeezing his soft little foot, "I don't want you to worry or get upset. I have had a chat with your Mom and she is not going to expect you to be 15 when you get back, nor is anybody else for that matter."

"Really!" I said.

"Yes, Aunty confirmed, "but I can't say any more, your Mom will tell you later. Now, why don't you have a little sleep so that you are not tired when we get back."

"Ok," I said, a bit confused but feeling better. I put my head back and my eyes started getting heavy. Dan popped my dummy in and gave me my teddy. As I started to drop off, I weed in my pull-up and wiggled my toes as the hot wee flowed over my little balls and down my hairless bum crack. I suddenly felt like a very happy little boy.

***

Part 2

Chapter 12

We pulled up outside home; Mom opened the front door and came down the drive to meet us. I rushed to her and flung my arms around her.

Cath gave Mom my bag and said, "We will get straight off." With lots of waving and shouting of bye-bye they drove off.

I started to cry and, for the first time in years, Mom picked me up, kissed my teary cheek and carried me into the house.

Mom sat down on the settee, with me on her knee, and we had a long hug.

"So," she said eventually, "did you have a great holiday?"

"Fantastic!" I replied.

"Oh that's brilliant," she said, "so you liked being 10 again then?"

My jaw dropped.

"How do you know I was treated like a 10 year old?"

"Because me and Aunty Cath arranged it together."

She went on to explain that she and Dad had met a few experts and spoken about how young I looked and behaved. The advice was either hormone treatment, or to just ignore your actual age and treat you like a little lad until your hormones kick in, which they will, eventually.

We decided to do the latter, because we like you as you are and had already chatted to Aunty Cath about it, when the twins asked if you could go on holiday with them. We agreed that you would be treated like a 10 year old, and I would call her from America to chat about how it was going. After hearing how happy you have been, we are going to treat you the same for now, and let you grow up in your own time.

"Oh Mom," I said, "you don't know how happy that makes me." I buried my head in her shoulder and started sobbing.

Mom rubbed my back and legs, and told me she was sorry that she didn't realise sooner that I was so miserable, trying to be a teenager before my time.

"What about school though?" I asked.

"Now then, school…" she said. "We felt that it would be very difficult for you to go back to the Grammar, where you would be reminded by everyone that you are 15."

"I suppose I would." I said, feeling very apprehensive.

"So," explained Mom, "we have got you a place at the Nesbits institute, which doesn't just lump kids into one class, based on their birthdate, but takes into account their development age. So, to start, you will be in a class where the boys and girls are not in puberty, but could be anywhere between 11 and 16. It's really nice and friendly and you don't have to wear uniform. It's laid back and lets students develop in their own time, so you might take your O'levels a year or two late, but that doesn't matter; we just want you to be happy and not be forced to grow up before you are ready. What do you think?"

"It sounds brilliant, Mom, I love you and Dad for doing all this for me," and I jumped up and hugged her.

"I will miss walking to school with Dan though, I really like him."

"Well actually," said Mom, "the institute is not that far from the Grammar. But there are some busy roads to cross, which I don't trust you to take enough care on; so Aunty Cath is going to ask Dan to make sure that you get there and back safely each day. We thought you would both be happy with that."

"Mom, I think I am the luckiest, happiest little boy in England."

"Oh good," she said smiling, "we are going to the institute on Monday, you have got to have an assessment, a medical and find out about the place. You might meet a few other students as well."

"Does Adam know about all this?" I asked.

"No," said Mom, "but there is change for him as well."

"Oh," I asked surprised, "what's that?"

"Well, you know he isn't your brother really," she said, "you just called him that when he came to live with us, to make him feel part of the family. His own Mommy was very poorly and his Dad had to work away a lot."

"Yes, he's a cousin," I confirmed.

"Yes, that's right," said Mom. "When we went to America, he went to stay with his own Mom and Dad. His Mom is much better and his Dad has got a job closer to home. It all went fine and so he will not be coming back to us. Does that make you sad?" she asked.

"No, I'm glad!" I said firmly, "I didn't like him."

Mom looked shocked.

"Didn't you! Why didn't you like him?"

"Because he was horrid," I blurted, "and he did nasty things to me."

"Did he, like what?" said Mom, looking really concerned.

I started to get upset, "well you know he was bigger and stronger than me, even though he was much younger." I started really crying.

"I don't want to talk about it!" I said putting my hands over my face.

"Come on chick," said Mom gently, "he's not here now, so you can tell me."

"Well," I sobbed, "he used to hurt me a lot and liked making me cry. But, in a weekend when you and Dad went out for the evening and nanny looked after us, he would come into my room and start to wrestle me really roughly. He would hurt me and pin me down easily. He then would pull my jeans and pants down and play with my willy and then pull and squeeze it really hard."

"Oh my god Paul," Mom said with shock, "why ever didn't you say anything?"

"Well," I sobbed, "he said if I ever told, him and his mates would take me to the woods, get me naked and take pictures and show them to everyone at school." I broke down into huge sobs and buried my head into Mom.

"Oh you poor little love." and she hugged me tightly. "Well he is gone now and you won't ever have to see him again. I think you will feel much better now that you have got it out in the open."

I nodded.

We have let this lovely little lad down so badly thought Jean. Ignored for too long that he is just a little boy even though he is nearly 15 and basically punished him for just being himself. On top of that, we didn't protect him from a perverted bully. Well, god knows how we are going to put that right.

I stopped sobbing, but hugged with Mom for ages.

"Right, then, hunny bun, how about I take a lovely little lad upstairs and give him a nice warm bath." She carried me up and stood me by the bath.

Mom started filling the bath and I noticed that my favourite old ship was on the side.

Mom sat on the edge of the bath, peeled off my tee-shirt and told me, "What a lovely tan you got. Are you feeling a bit worried about me seeing you naked?" she asked.

"Yes a bit, it's been ages." I said nervously.

"Yes, I know," she said softly, "but we will soon get used to it and I want us both to really enjoy it before you are ready to sort yourself out."

She pulled my shorts down and I was just stood in my pants like a little lad, I couldn't believe that my joy of being 10 again was going to carry on.

"Ok," Mom said, "let's get these pants off!" and down they came. I could see she was surprised by my little hairless willy and tight crinkly balls, but she just pulled me to her and said:

"Oh you are so cute and gorgeous; it's lovely to have a little 10 year old boy again."

Then looking again, she exclaimed, "You are brown all over, even your willy!"

"I know," I giggled, "me and Billy went naked on the beach nearly all the time."

"Really, oh how sweet," she said, "come on you lovely munchkin, in you get."

I lifted my legs to go in bum first, I felt on top of the world. As she washed me, we chatted away about my holiday and about her time in America.

I asked where Dad was, and she explained he had gone to the test match and was staying with friends tonight, so that we could have a nice long chat. He would be back early in the morning.

She stood me up and washed my bottom, willy and balls and I was feeling so young and loved.

After drying me in a big towel, she gave me my teddy and tucked me into bed in my pull-ups.

"I have got you a new night light," she told me, "do you want it on?"

"Yes please," I said happily, "and, can you leave the door open?"

"Of course I can my little cutey." She kissed me on the forehead and went downstairs.

I cuddled Teddy and just thought about how happy I was being treated as a little lad. I started sucking my thumb and weed my pull-up as I drifted off to sleep.

Dad got back before I woke up.

"Hi love, how is he?" asked John.

"Well," said Jean trying to keep herself together, "he has had an even worse time over the past couple of years than we realised. Apart from him being just a little boy, getting very miserable, trying to be a teenager, and us just giving him a hard time for not acting his age, rather than reading the situation. Plus, Adam was bullying him horribly."

"Oh god, no," said John, "how?"

Jean started, "Well up, I will explain later love, it was terrible and I don't want to be upset when he wakes up."

John hugged her.

"But," she continued, "he has had a brilliant time with the Moorcroft's and he is so happy about how things are going to be from now on. I gave him a bath last night and put him to bed with Teddy, and John, he is just a little lad, there isn't a teenage bone in his body. How we didn't notice, I don't know, but at least we can do our best to put things right, now. Come and look." They crept upstairs and into Paul's room. He had kicked the cover off during the night and he was still spark out, lying on his front in an obviously full pull-up and sucking his thumb.

"Crikey," said John, "he is a little lad! And he has been struggling on his own with it for all this time, I feel terrible that I told him off so much for not acting his age. And Adam was bullying him and I did nothing about it."

"And me," said Jean, "but we have realised now. Paul will be so happy to be treated like a little boy and that is exactly what I am going to do, until he tells me otherwise."

"Me too," said John, "I can't wait to pick him up and give him a cuddle."

He went and sat on the edge of the bed and just watched his gorgeous little boy sleeping and breathing in his cute little boy smell.

Eventually I started to wake up and saw Dad sat there. He just gathered me up and gave me a massive hug.

After a while, he said, "Paul I am so sorry that I didn't realise sooner that you were so unhappy being a teenager or that we didn't stop Adam being so nasty. But I promise we are going to make it up to you."

"Don't be sorry Dad, I love you and thanks for letting me be a boy again."

I had a brilliant few days with Mom and Dad and we all quickly got used to me being 10. I had lots of cuddles and never got told to act my age once. I got spaghetti sauce all down my front and Dad just wiped it up and then hugged me, calling me a messy little ragamuffin. Mom just put me in pull-ups for bed as if it was the done thing and I slept like a baby. I was so happy.

Chapter 13

It was the assessment day at my new school. We were out of the house in plenty of time, so that Mom could show me the way to the institute and the safe places to cross the road, just in case Dan wasn't with me. I just walked with her, holding her hand and no one gave us a second glance, apart from one old lady who told Mom what a sweet little boy I looked.

We got to the institute and I couldn't believe it. It was a lovely, great, big, old house with massive gardens, rope swings, climbing frames and wooden signpost to the swimming pool and craft centre. We went in to the main building and a smiley lady shook our hands and showed us into a big room, with old armchairs and settees. The lady said I could get a book or play with the toys, if I wanted. There were already some other kids there, who all looked 12 or under.

Mom said, "Oh hello Jane," to one lady who was with her daughter doing a jigsaw.

"Milly," her Mom asked, "Can Paul join in with you?"

"Ok," she said shyly, but with a nice smile.

We were soon talking and giggling with each other and helping each other finding the pieces. Our Moms started chatting and I heard things like not ready to be a teenager and still cute.

After about 20 minutes a man came in and said, "Good morning everyone, welcome to Nesbits. I am Edward, the headmaster. We have got a lot to get through, so first we will have a quick tour round the school, then it is the assessment tests, medicals and finally a meeting with me."

Milly and I chatted all the way round on the tour. The highlight was the swimming pool, it looked brilliant and there were lots of toys and inflatables, so I guessed we wouldn't just do boring lengths at swimming class here. The craft room looked fun with all sorts of different things to do.

Once all the stuff was done, we all had to have a meeting with Edward, to be told which group we would be in at the start of term.

Edward asked Mom, "Haven't you got a lovely little lad on your hands?"

"Yes, I certainly have," she said putting her arm around me, "and I am so happy that we can now treat him like one, and let him grow up at his own pace."

"Yes it's lovely." Edward agreed.

"Now, we think the ideal group for you Paul, taking into account your physical development and academic ability, will be the designated 11 year olds group, but doing the equivalent of year 9 studies, so, if your Mom and Dad agree, you will start your O'levels next year rather than this one. "

"Yes," Mom said, "that is what we wanted. We didn't want him to have all that stress after the difficult time he has had, and it will be nice for him to be with children about his size, rather than the giants he would be with at the Grammar."

We walked out into the gardens, and Mom crouched down and gave me a hug and a kiss, "I think you are going to be really happy here."

"Me too," I said.

Milly and her Mom spotted us and came over.

"It seems lovely here," said Milly's Mom, "and I see you two are in the same group."

"Yes," we both said excitedly, but then both going a bit red.

"Are you doing anything Thursday afternoon Jane?" asked Mom, "John is away with work."

"No," replied Jane, "we are just at home."

"Do you fancy coming over to ours?" asked Mom. "Paul and Milly can play and get to know each other better, and we can get some wine and have a good chat." Me and Milly both jumped up and down begging her to say yes.

"How can I say no," she said laughing. "Anyway it sounds like a lovely idea. We will come over in a taxi it's not far and I fancy a wine or two. Anyway, we will have to dash, Milly has got her music lesson. Ok, see you Thursday."

Chapter 14

Dad was away on his business trip, so Mom and I were waiting for Milly and her Mom to arrive.

She made me wear some nice clothes. I almost got a smack for moaning too much, and I told her, "I would rather have a smack than anything else, if I was naughty." She put me in my denim cut off shorts, a sesame street tee-shirt and my white floppy hat.

"I think you had better wear your trunks, if you play in the pool with Milly," Mom told me, "she might not be too keen being with a naked boy she hardly knows."

I giggled.

"Have you ever seen a naked girl?" she asked.

"Yes, Billy and I played with two girls on the beach one day. They saw us playing naked and wanted to join in. We built a massive sandcastle. Me and Molly washed the sand off each other in the shower, and we accidentally touched each other's rude bits."

At that, the doorbell rang and I scampered down the hall to let Milly and her Mom in.

Milly gave me a big smile, and I did back. She looked really cute with pink shorts, a Minnie mouse tee shirt, a pair of flip-flops with a pink and yellow flower on the toe strap and a yellow floppy sun hat with the brim turned up.

"Hi Jane, hi Milly," said Mom, "it's lovely to see you. Have you eaten?"

"Yes, thanks," said Jane, "but I will confess to being a bit parched."

Mom laughed, me too, "I was hoping you would not worry about an early glass or two."

"What would you like Milly?"

"Could I have some squash please?" She answered sweetly.

"Ok," said Mom with a big smile, "and how about an ice lolly as well?"

"Oh, yes please," said Milly happily.

Mom sorted everyone out and we went into the garden. Mom had put a few toys on a blanket on the lawn.

"Do you want to play something?" I asked Milly.

"Yes, I love connect 4."

"Great, me too," I said and we were quickly playing, chatting and messing about as if we had been friends for years.

"Well, Jane, until Tuesday how long has it been. We used to chat all the time when these two were in junior school."

"I know, it brought back some nice memories when I saw you, must be 3 years at least."

They chatted away and both noticed how well Paul and Milly were getting along.

"Aren't those two so cute," said Jean, "can you believe Paul is nearly 15?"

"Well, Milly is 15 as of a month ago," said Jane, "I guess your reasons for putting Paul in Nesbits could be the same as mine for Milly."

"I guess," said Jean, "the fact they both look about 10 says it all, really. Paul just couldn't cope with being a teenager, all the lads at school were well into puberty and massive in comparison and Paul was starting to get very down."

"Same for Milly, all the other girls had started developing years ago and some of them were very bitchy with her which she got really upset about."

"So thank heavens for Nesbits," said Jean, "I think it looks like a great place."

"Me too," said Jane, "and Milly was so happy to find a little friend."

"Oh, here comes trouble," said Jane as Milly and Paul came dashing towards them.

"Mom," said Milly, "have you got my swimsuit, we want to go in the pool?"

"Sorry love, I haven't."

"Why not!" said Milly quite nastily, stamping her foot.

"I didn't know Paul had got a pool," explained her Mom, "and don't speak to me like that."

"Well why didn't you ask!" she shrieked.

Milly's Mom stood up, "I'm very sorry Jean and Paul, Milly and I need a chat."

She grabbed hold of Milly's arm and marched her into the kitchen.

"You are a very rude and naughty little girl, how dare you behave like that?" and gave her two hard smacks on the bottom. Milly started crying.

"Now you can go out and apologise, or we can go home and you will get a proper spanking and go to bed with a very sore bottom."

"Sorry mummy, I just really wanted to go swimming with Paul."

"Well come and say sorry and we will see what we can do."

She came out very teary and said she was sorry for being so rude.

I went up to her and put my arms round her, "It's ok we can still go swimming. Perhaps you can wear a pair of my swimming shorts."

"Ok," she said in a little voice.

"Yes Milly," said Mom, "I could sort that out for you, but can you remember what Edward said about swimming class?"

"No costumes," she whispered.

"Yes that's right, so you will both be swimming naked at school soon. You could both give it a go now, in private, and you won't be so embarrassed the first time at school."

"Well," I announced, "I love being naked," and stripped myself off on the spot, showing off my bald little willy and balls. She started to giggle,

"Come on Milly, it's not fair if I am the only bare one and you will have to strip off at school."

"Yes, I know, it's just that people were nasty to me at my old school because I was the only one with no hairs. Its ok for you because you are only a little boy. "

"I know, but I'm 15 in two weeks," I said.

"Are you!?"

"Yes, how old are you?" I asked.

She looked a bit sheepish, "I was 15 last month."

"Cool, we are the same then, both 15 look about 10 and no hairs!"

She laughed, "I feel a bit silly now," and got her Mom to strip her off, but did keep a hand over her rude bits. I grabbed her other hand and ran with her to the pool and we both jumped in.

"Oh, how sweet was that," said Jane, "and this will do her good and she won't be worried at the first swimming lesson. She used to hate PE at her old school and having to get naked for showers. All the other girls used to be horrid to her. Do you think I am terrible for smacking her?"

"No, not at all. I have gone back to it as well," said Jean, "though, to be honest, he has been so sweet and happy, I've hardly needed too."

"Now I am treating Milly as if she is a little girl, which she is very happy with, I just forget she is 15. So when she is naughty, she gets a little girl punishment. She had a big tantrum a few weeks ago and was very nasty to her nan. I was so cross with her so it was pants down and she got 4 really hard ones followed by 10 minutes in the corner, showing everyone her red bottom."

"Yes, I completely forget Paul is nearly 15 most of the time now. I am forever wiping his face or making him hold my hand. Mind you, he seems to love it. He even asked me to smack or spank him now that he is being treated as a little lad, as the punishment is over and done with on the spot."

Paul and Milly played for ages in the pool and had a great time, they even sat together naked on the blanket to eat some tea, neither of them batted an eyelid or had a care in the world.

The Moms got a bit tiddly on the wine and when Jane said they ought to be getting off Jean said, "You can stay if you like. "

"Oh that would be nice," said Jane, "I am having a lovely time, the kids seem really happy and I haven't got anything to rush home for. One thing though, Milly has gone back to wearing pull-ups for bed and I haven't brought one."

"You're in luck, as long as she doesn't mind wearing a boy's one," explained jean, "Paul is back in them as well."

"Is he, isn't that a coincidence? I wonder if it's to do with them being such late developers."

"Probably, but it has been such a weight off Paul's shoulders since I just put one on him for bed."

"Oh and Milly, we went through a really bad time trying to get her out of them, but then you realise she is only a little girl and now she sleeps like a baby."

The evening got a bit chilly and they went in.

"Are you two putting some clothes on?" asked the Moms.

"No, we are fine," they both said.

"Can we go to Paul's room to play Lego?" asked Milly.

"Yes, but we will be up soon to put you to bed," her Mom told her.

"Are we staying?" said Milly.

"Yes," said her Mom, Milly ran over and whispered.

"Don't worry you can have one of Paul's."

"Hey Paul," she shouted, "we both wear pull-ups."

"Cool," I replied, and both Moms laughed.

"How often, I wonder, have a 15 year old girl and 14 year old boy said that to each other?" laughed Jean. "Shall we have a coffee, I feel a bit woozy?"

"Me too," said Jane, "a coffee will be lovely. They can stay up a bit later, you still put Paul to bed then?"

"Only since we made the decision to treat him like a little lad, he loves it, so do I for that matter."

"Same with me and Milly, she loves me putting talc on and having a last cuddle. What time is bed time?"

"8.30 and he never complains, he drops off straight away."

"Really," said Jane, "I think I will do that with Milly then when school starts."

Milly and I were sat close together on the floor building a house with Lego when she said shyly, "Paul, I really like you, have you ever had a snog?"

"Not with a girl."

She slowly leaned towards me and we kissed on the lips. We put our arms around each other and the kisses turned into a long snog.

"Have you ever been rude with anyone?" I asked.

"Only with my cousin Sue, about a month ago, she's 11, we rubbed each other's fanny, that was the first time I had a cum. How about you?"

"Only with my friend Billy on holiday, he's 10, we did all sorts but I didn't even know what wanking was before then."

We started snogging again, but this time we started feeling each other all over our hairless soft bodies. My willy went really hard. We lay on the floor and she started to stroke my willy and balls and I was rubbing my hand over her fanny which had gone juicy. We told each other what to do, we were panting and getting sweaty.

"Shall we do 69?" I asked.

"What's that?"

"I will lick your fanny, while you suck my willy."

"Ok, sounds dirty, but fun."

I lay flat on the floor and got her to straddle my face. Her fanny looked completely different: it was all open, red and very wet. I grabbed her lovely soft smooth little bottom with both hands, pulled her down, and started sloppily licking. She was almost squealing, I was worried our moms would hear. I bent my legs and arched upwards putting my willy near to her face. She kissed the tip and licked it with the tip of her tongue, and then sucked it into her mouth. We both licked and sucked like mad. She started to grind her fanny down onto my tongue and I was pushing my willy hard into her mouth. We both started grunting and started to shake. My feet were scrunching and then we both went rigid having massive cums at the same time.

"Milly, I can't breathe!"

"Sorry!" and she moved around and straddled my tummy instead, she leaned forward and we started to snog again. She raised herself up on her arms and intensely looked at me.

"Do you want to make love with me?"

"I thought we were."

"No, I mean properly, have sex and you put your willy in my fanny, like we are grown-ups and making babies."

She slowly moved herself down until her fanny was touching the tip of my hard again willy. I reached underneath and pulled my skin back.

She put her lips to mine and I put my arms around her.

"Yes Milly," I panted, "let's do it!"

She pushed down on my willy and I gently lifted my bum up. We gazed into each other's eyes and then she let out a little gasp, my willy was inside her. We gently made love and kissed, she started to pant and was saying yes, yes as she pushed down harder and our hairless rude bits were grinding together.

She let out a weird gargle, buried her face in my shoulder, "I'm cumming, I'm cumming!", and then collapsed on top of me. I rolled her over and lifted her legs on to my shoulders. I shagged her hard and quickly, our hairless groins were slapping loudly together. Her legs felt lovely and it was making my willy feel so hard.

"I can see your willy going right into me, my fanny is feeling weird."

I could see her little flat nipples go hard and I couldn't last any longer, my tummy, balls and willy just exploded. I collapsed down on top of her. We snogged and hugged.

"I feel really tired," said Milly, "shall we go to bed?"

I nodded, we helped each other with our pull-ups on and I put the night light on, we climbed into bed.

"Was it ok when I was doing it hard, I hope I didn't hurt you?"

"Paul, your willy is perfect for my little fanny, it felt brilliant. I wish we had longer, I want to feel and kiss your lovely hairless body all over and then wrap my legs around you while you thrust it into me."

"Me too, I want to feel your feet and bum and I want you to lick my little hairless balls. I hope we get another chance soon."

We cuddled, kissed, and dropped off.

Jean suddenly woke up. It was 10 o'clock.

"Jane, look at the time, the kids aren't in bed yet."

They both dashed upstairs, but noticed it was very quiet.

"Oh my," she said when she looked into Paul's room, "Jane come and look at this."

"Oh how cute," she said.

Paul was lying on his back sucking his thumb with the other arm under Milly, as she was lying on her side also sucking her thumb with one leg draped across Paul's tummy.

"I dunno," said Jane, "sleeping together on their first date."

Jean had stop herself from laughing out loud. She showed Jane to the spare room and they both went to bed.

Jean dragged herself out bed feeling decidedly ropey, went to the kitchen, and made two mugs of tea.

She took one into Jane and said to her, "I thought you might need this."

"Oh crikey yes, how much wine did we drink Jean? I feel well rough."

"I daren't look and so do I," replied Jean, "It's 9.30 I wasn't sure if you needed to get moving."

"No massive rush, but need to be in town with Milly for 2 and I will need to go home to get changed."

"Ok that's time to give the kids a bath and have some breakfast."

"Lovely," said Jane, "I need something."

They went into Paul's room. Paul and Milly were still spark out and intertwined with each other, both had got full pull-ups.

"They look even younger and cuter now," said Jean, "I tell you one thing for certain, they would not be this happy and content if they were being made to live as teenagers."

"Too right," said Jane, "I almost feel like a good parent."

They both just watched the kids as it looked so lovely and eventually they started to come round. Milly opened her eyes first and looked very confused but then realised but didn't move and then saw the Moms.

"We put ourselves to bed as we were both tired, we had a cuddle and went to sleep."

"Oh that's lovely," said Jean. "Did you have a nice afternoon and evening?"

"Yes thank you, Paul is really nice and we loved playing together."

Paul had come too as well.

"Here he is," said Jane, "you look very cute in your pull-up."

"Hi," I said, "Milly and me were tired so we cuddled each other to sleep. We both wanted the night light on and the door open."

"Yes and you both needed those pull-ups," said Jane, "come on let's get them off or you will both get nappy rash."

"That makes us sound like babies," said Milly a bit crossly, both Moms giggled.

"Why do Moms laugh when no one has told a joke?" I asked.

"I don't know," said Milly, "it must be because they are old."

"Come on you cheeky pair; let's get you in the bath before you end up with red bottoms."

We both giggled.

I was worried that Milly's fanny would look really sore.

Their Mom's carried them into the bathroom. Jean ran the bath and Jane took the soggy pull-ups off.

"Not a nasty pubic hair in sight," she announced. Milly and Paul looked at each other's rude bits. Paul's willy was little, soft and pink and Milly's fanny just looked cute and hairless.

"See mom," she said, "we have not got nappy rash."

"Yes, ok miss, but both your pull-ups were bursting with wee and it would have made your lovely soft skin sore in the end."

We jumped into the bath together without a care in the world.

"Shall we swap kids?" said Jane, "I have never given a boy a shampoo and wash."

"Why not?" said Jean.

"Thanks for consulting with us," said Milly.

"Yes," I said, "it would have been nice to be asked, we might rather wash each other."

"Oh, right then, we might as well go and have a coffee Jane, it seems like we are not needed. You two come down for some breakfast, when you are ready."

The Moms went downstairs.

"Well said Jean, it looks like those two have hit it off big time."

"Yes, isn't it lovely, I haven't seen Milly so happy for ages and I am so pleased that she will have a little friend at school."

Milly and Paul were already snogging in the bath and frantically feeling each other all over.

"Have we got time to do it again?" asked Milly, "My fanny is desperate to have your willy in it."

"It's rock hard already, your body is so gorgeous. Yes, we will be fine."

They stood up and snogged again, feeling each other's bottoms and rude bits.

"Come on Paul," pleaded Milly, "I want your hard willy in my fanny, finger my clit as well."

"What's a clit?"

"This little bump, here look. Just rub it really softly."

"Ok, lean against the wall. Stick your bum out and bend over more. That's it, wow you have got a lovely bottom, and your fanny looks delicious."

Paul grabbed hold of her little slim hips and pressed his little hard willy against her fanny. It slipped in easily as they both gasped.

"Do it fast and hard Paul, I need a big cum."

He started shagging and their little wet hairless bodies slapped together loudly. He moved one hand round and fingered her clit, Milly buckled at the knees.

"Paul, it's lovely, don't stop!" She was pushing herself back into Paul, she threw her head back and gasped.

"I'm cumming!" and went stiff as Paul rammed his willy into her and went rigid, cumming himself.

They slumped down into the bath water exhausted. Paul soaped up the sponge and gently washed her.

"We have got to have another sleepover soon," said Milly, "I want to be in bed with you and spend ages snogging, feeling and shagging you."

"And me," I said, "I wish we could jump back into bed now."

"Paul, can I whisper something?" She put her arms around his neck and said, "I think I love you."

Paul looked deeply into her eyes and said, "I think, I love you too."

After giving each other a good soaping, Milly said, "Is your willy little again?"

"Yes, why?"

"Shall we get our moms to wash our hair?"

"Good idea."

"MmoMMM," they both shouted, "can you wash our hair?"

Chapter 15

After breakfast, Jean ran Jane and Milly home. The Moms spotted them holding hands in the back, they gave each other the 'aren't they cute' look. When Milly got out she leant across and gave Paul a kiss on the cheek,

"I hope we can see each other soon."

"And me," said a very red Paul.

On the way home Mom asked me if Milly is nice.

"Mom, she is lovely, it's brilliant to meet someone my age who is little, with no hairs like me. We just seemed to become best friends straightaway."

"Is it love at first sight then?" asked Mom.

I giggled and went red, "I can't wait to see her again so maybe, school is going to be even better with her there, and I will have a nice friend right from the very first morning."

"Is someone having the best summer holiday ever?"

"Mom, I am so happy and I am the luckiest little boy in England."

"That is brilliant," said Mom, "long may it last. Do you know what you want for your birthday? it's only a few weeks away."

"Dunno, but am I going to be 15 or 11?"

"That's a good one, 15 I think, but don't worry, we will still treat you like we are now."

"Oh goody, in that case I'm not sure I want anything else."

"Oh, that is so sweet, but I'm sure you will want some presents to unwrap, so have a think."

"Am I having a party?"

"If you want."

"Can we have a barbecue?"

"That's a great idea, seeing as the weather is still so nice. Make me a list of who you want to come."

I was writing it out, when I heard the phone ring and Mom answered.

"Hi John, I didn't expect to hear from you love."

"The weekend? No I don't think so."

"Really, that sounds great!"

"Yes, really well. I think Paul and Milly are in love."

"Ok, I will ring her now, and get back to you. Kiss kiss."

"Hi Dan"

"How can I tell? You have got a deeper voice."

"Oh, don't tell him!"

"Yes, is she there?"

"Oh dear, she can call me back, oh ok."

"Hi Cath, have I got you at a bad time?"

"He hasn't."

"Oh, that is naughty!"

"I am not surprised, how many did he get?"

"Very restrained of you."

"Anyway, what are you and Ken doing from Saturday evening to Sunday lunch?"

"John won a prize at the works charity raffle, concert tickets, evening meal and hotel, all paid for.

We would like you and Ken to join us."

"Great!"

"Is he? Well that is one out of the way, only 3 to go. Ok, I will tell John."

"Cheers, bye."

"Hi John"

"Yes, totally up for it."

"Ok, great, see you tomorrow."

She put the phone down and turned round to see me, with my arms folded, trying to look very cross.

"What's the matter?"

"So! You think me and Milly are in love!"

Jean laughed, "Well, why wouldn't I? Cuddled up in bed together, having a bath together, holding hands in the car and you did a big blush when I asked if it's love at first sight."

I giggled, "She is lovely and I really want to see her again, as soon as possible. "

"Well, I think you are perfect for each other," and she picked me up and gave me a big hug and kiss.

"Why not give her a call her over the weekend, see what you can arrange. Not Saturday though."

Chapter 16

It was Saturday morning and I, Dad and Mom were having breakfast.

"Right then, marmalade fingers," Mom said, which made me giggle as I had insisted on putting my own marmalade on my toast and had got in a bit of a mess. "Something I need to tell you, me and your Dad are going out with Ken and Cath tonight, and won't be back until Sunday lunch time. Now, nanny Barbara said she would love to have you over," I groaned really loudly.

"Don't be horrid," said Dad, "you should be happy that people want to see you."

"Sorry Dad," I said a bit worried he was really cross.

"Or," Mom continued, "Aunty Cath has called me to say that Dan will look after you."

"Yes," I shouted and threw my arms in the air sending the marmalade knife flying.

"Oh Paul," said Dad, "you are a messy, clumsy little ragamuffin. You have only had one slice of toast and you need a bath and I have got to redecorate the kitchen."

"Sorry Dad," thinking he was cross now. He got a cloth and wiped me, the table the spare stool and the floor.

He then put his arms round me and gave me a hug, "You are a lovely, cute little ragamuffin, though as well." I giggled and hugged his arms back.

"Now, as I was saying," said Mom, "and Paul, please just sit. Dan will look after you if you would rather."

"I would rather," I butted in.

Dad said, "Mom I think it's time to try out that good hiding."

"Yes I agree, far too much cheek and mess for one morning."

"No Daddy please," as he grabbed hold of me and put me over his knee. I started to cry.

They both looked at me, "Oh Paul," Mom said, "we are only playing, do you really think you would get a good hiding for that?" I shrugged, but then giggled again when Dad gave me a hug and a kiss and wiped the tears off my cheek.

"This is taking forever. Right, you will be with Dan, Billy is with his nan, and Tom is camping with the scouts. We are dropping you off at 6pm so you will have your tea with Dan."

"I take it you are happy with that?"

"Yes Mom brilliant! Sorry for being cheeky and nasty about nanny Barbara, and making a mess."

"That's lovely, but I am in charge of the marmalade from now on."

"Ok," I said, "what about the Jam?"

Dad just gave me a massive tickle and said, "Come on you little scamp, you can help me sort out the garage, before your Mom throttles you."

I carried being a bit hyper all day, which ended in a hard smack on my bare bottom, when Mom was trying to get me undressed for a bath, as I had got very dirty helping Dad.

"Paul," she said, "you are a lovely, funny, cute little boy, but that's enough now, I did warn you to calm down."

"Sorry Mom," I snivelled.

"Good, now come on, let's get you in the bath."

She put me in the bath and gave me a lovely wash and shampoo.

"Mom, I'm glad that you give me a smack now, when I'm silly or naughty. I know I've done wrong straightaway, but then it's all done with and we can go back to normal."

"Well, I don't like smacking you but you're right. Now that we are treating you like a little lad again, it seems to work really well. And anyway, you are not naughty very often, are you, because you are so lovely."

She wrapped me in a big soft towel and carried me downstairs.

"Let's have a sit and a cuddle to calm down."

It was lovely I felt so young and loved. I was so content and comfy I started sucking my thumb and dropped off to sleep.

When I woke up I was sat on Dad's knee.

"Hello cutie pie, did you have a nice sleep?"

I nodded.

"Dad, do you think I am a baby being bathed by Mom, being cuddled, sucking my thumb and going to sleep wrapped in a towel?"

"No, I just think you are a lovely little boy who's Mom and Dad really love and are so happy that they can cuddle and let him grow up in his own way. I just wish I had realized earlier that you had such a bad time the last few years."

"Dad," I said, putting my arms round his neck, "please don't be sad about that, you are making me so happy now and I love you."

We had a really hard hug.

"Anyway," he said, "come on, we have all got to get ready," and put me over his shoulder and started smacking my bare bottom.

"No Daddy, "I was shouting as I was laughing and wriggling.

"John!" shouted mom, "I have just got him nice and calm for the first time today."

"Sorry love," and he put me down and whispered that it was my fault he was in trouble.

"Sorry Dad," I whispered back, "now that I am 10 again, I think I can smile sweetly at Mom and get us both out of trouble, when we have been messing about."

"Good lad, I think we might need you too quite a lot." I giggled and gave him a hug.

Chapter 17

We got to the Moorcroft's house, all the grown-ups were dressed very posh and the moms had silly little handbags.

"You won't get much in them," I said.

"We don't need to, because we haven't got any little messy boys with us."

"Oh charming," I said.

They all laughed and went off in the car.

Dan and I went into the house. Although I really wanted to get naked with him as soon as possible, I was feeling a bit guilty about Milly and I.

"Dan, can you pick me up?" I said earnestly, "I need to tell you something and if you hate me, I will understand."

"Oh crikey, go on then."

"Well, I have met this girl who is 15, but looks about 10, like me, and we will be at the new school together."

"Well, that all sounds brilliant so far, I am really happy for you."

"Well," I continued, "I really want us to have some fun tonight, but you might not want to."

"Why ever not, I have been thinking about it for the last 2 days!"

"Well, if I tell you something really secret, you might not."

"Go on," he said, rubbing my back, "I promise I won't tell!"

"Well, me and Milly played naked together in the pool and then in my bedroom and we ended up snogging, being really rude and having sex. We told each other that we were in love. I'm really sorry!" and big tears started rolling down my cheeks.

Dan just looked at me in his really kind way and gently wiped my tears.

"Paul, it makes you even more cute and lovely that you are so honest and didn't want hurt my feelings. But honestly, I am so happy for you and hope that you and Milly have plenty more sex and really enjoy it. But you said you still want to have fun with me tonight."

"Yes," I said, "I really want to get naked with you and us both have loads of cums."

"Well, that's good then so do I, shall we get started? I want you tell me all about Milly later!"

"Brilliant, I love you too."

"Shall we have a drink first and decide what to do like we did on holiday?"

I was sat on Dan's knee, I was so happy.

"Ok, you go first," said Dan.

"Well, I want you to get me naked and feel me all over; then I am going to get you naked and have a good feel of your muscles and a long play with your big cock. I don't want us get dressed again, apart from my pull-ups, until the grown-ups get back. And this time, I don't care what you say, I want that big cock of yours in my bottom and I want you to give me a really good shagging with it."

"Wow, that sounds fun, my cock is rock hard already," and we started having a really deep snog. He put his hands under my shirt and rubbed all around my tummy, gently squeezed my nipples and rubbed his thumbs into my hairless armpits. I was panting already. He pulled my shirt off and lay me on the settee with my feet in his lap.

"I think I might have my first cum as soon as I get your feet bare."

He undid my trainers and slipped them off, he hooked his fingers under one sock and slowly peeled it off.

"Oh my god, they look more cute and sexy than ever," and he quickly got the other sock off. He brought them up to his nose and sniffed them all over, especially under my toes.

" I will save them for later," he gasped, "but they are going to be very sticky when I have finished with them."

"I can't wait, I love to watch you shagging them and spurting spunk all over them."

He sat me back in his lap with my back against his chest and undid my jeans and pulled the zip down.

"I love pulling your little zip down, its so cute."

He worked my jeans down and off so I was just in my little white pants. He rubbed all over them and put his finger tips under the waist band and the elastic of the legs. My willy was hard. He pulled my legs up so that my feet were on the top of his knees.

"I think this is my favorite way of holding you." He slipped both hands into my pants and under my bottom and pushed them all the way off.

"Paul, your little hairless body is the most sexy thing ever, I am so lucky to have it naked all to myself."

He spread my knees wide, rubbed up and down my legs, all around my tight balls, and fingered my hole. My feet were wiggling and scrunching and my willy was throbbing. He kept his hand between my legs and moved me around so that he could snog me. He took hold of my willy and started wanking it. He was wanking, fingering and putting his tongue deep into my mouth all at the same time. I was groaning and squirming, I didn't want to cum, it was so good, but then I had a massive spasm and I shouted out a high pitched yessssss and flopped into the settee draped across Dan's knee.

"That was fantastic," I said, "I wish I could last longer."

"Dont worry, you will, once you have had a few cums."

"That's true. Anyway, I want you naked Dan Moorcroft," and I straddled his lap, put my hands under his shirt, and pulled it off.

"Crikey, have you been exercising?" I said, "You look even more muscley!"

"Yes, I did it for you, I know how you like feeling them."

I felt and squeezed them all over and then stood up and rubbed my soft willy and tight balls on them. He gave my bottom a real good feel and squeeze.

I moved down to his Jeans, they were new and I couldn't undo the button.

"Come on Dan, help me, I am desperate to get hold of your cock."

He laughed and undid them and I just pulled his jeans and pants off together. His cock looked bigger than ever; I knelt between his legs and just held it and played with it. I weighed his balls and gently rolled them around.

"Come on Paul, if I don't spurt soon, my balls will burst."

I started wanking him with both hands and slowly eased his skin down past his shiny purple knob, which was leaking badly. I licked all around it and then put it in my mouth and sucked and wanked hard. Dan was groaning and breathing really hard, he started to buck.

"I'm cumming!" but I just held on and kept the knob in my mouth. He spurted hard but I managed to swallow it, as I did with the second and third load. He was shaking all over.

"Paul, you didn't have to do that, but it was one of the best cums ever."

"I know I didn't, but I decided that I wanted to do it for you, I knew you would love it. Can I have a drink though?" He held the glass for me while I drank. I loved him doing that, it made me feel cute and little. I climbed into his lap and we had a lovely naked cuddle.

"No sign of any hairs then?"

"No, I am still as smooth as ever, but Dan I am the happiest boy ever as well. Now I am ten again, life is brilliant, everyone is so nice to me and I love it. I'm hungry, what's for tea?"

Dan carried me into the kitchen and we sat naked on the stool eating the buffet Aunty Cath had done for us. There was enough to last us a week!

He carried me into the living room, put a big towel down and he knelt down and started gently massaging loads of oil all over me, as I stood in front of him. I felt so loved, safe and happy.

He parted my bum cheeks, fingered it and gave it a good licking. My willy was throbbing and twitching.

"Paul, your little bum hole is so tiny and tight."

He sniffed my hairless armpits and slavered on them, I was squirming and panting, my willy was bouncing, and I could see Dan's leaking. He moved down my body, sucking my nipples and then licking out my belly button. At last, he got down to my willy and balls and used more oil to slowly put my skin back and lick my purple knob. He put his oily thumbs either side of my little ball bag and pushed them together and outwards. I had to hold on to his head, as he stretched them away from my body and then sucked them completely into his mouth. I could hardly stand. He then got my willy into his mouth as well, he moved his hands under my armpits and lifted me off the ground. I held on to his head and he put my legs over his shoulders. He took hold of my ankles and pulled them down and round so that I was clamped to his muscly body. My balls had slipped out of his mouth and he was sucking my willy and rubbing his tongue up and down my hard 3 inch shaft.

I was starting to tremble all over, I tossed my head back and I was groaning loudly. An oily finger moved on to my bum hole and he rubbed round and round. My body went into a massive spasm, I was shagging his mouth hard, until I went completely rigid having a massive cum. He had to hold on to me tightly as I flopped, utterly exhausted. My legs slipped off his shoulders and he hugged me tightly, holding me like a baby, with one arm between my legs. I was completely limp in his arms. He sat down with me, until I came round. Eventually I put my arms round his neck and we had a long loving snog.

"I love being wrapped round your big body, I feel so safe, yet completely under your control. My cum was as big as the last one on holiday."

"To be honest Paul, holding your little hairless body, looking at your cute face and giving you a cum like that is better than having a cum myself. I am going to have one though all over your lovely little feet."

"Oh good, I want you to give them a really good seeing too and watch you spurt loads of spunk. Can we have some more of the buffet and a drink first?"

"Yes, and you can tell me all about Milly."

We were munching on sausage rolls, little sandwiches and crisps.

"Anyway, tell me about Milly."

"She's lovely, 15, very pretty, little and looks about 10. She wears pull-ups for bed and her Mom spanks her if she is naughty."

"And you really had sex?"

"Yes, we started kissing, then we couldn't keep our hands off each other, she straddled over me and pushed her fanny down on my willy and in it went. We both had a big cum. We slept together and filled our pull-ups and then we had sex again in the bath in the morning. That's when she told me she loved me and I told her the same."

"She's got no hairs either?"

"No, completely bald and no sign of any boobs."

"Anyway have you had enough to eat? I am desperate to get hold of those feet. I am bringing the kitchen stool with me."

He placed the stool in front of the settee and sat me on it, he sat on the settee and the perfect soft feet were dangling in front of him. His cock reacted straightaway.

"They are so beautiful!" and gently took hold of the left one and gently stroked and rubbed it. He brought it to his nose and deeply inhaled.

"Why do you like sniffing them?"

"You know why! Billy told me that you and him had a good feet session on holiday."

I giggled, "Yes we did, it was Tom's idea, we both really enjoyed it, Billy has got nice feet. I'm still not touching yours though."

"I might make you."

"No Dan, please, I would really hate it, I won't let you play with mine if you mean it."

"I'm only joking, you know I would never do anything to hurt or upset you. Anyway, shut up now."

Dan buried his nose under the little toes making his cock twitch. He sucked every toe and licked in between all of them. I loved every minute. He put the whole foot in his mouth and sucked it like it was a thick cock, his cock was drooling.

He then stood up, "Paul I have got to cum over them," and he lifted the little feet until the soles were pressed together. He pushed his cock in between and slowly started shagging them. He could see Paul's stiff willy and tight little balls.

"Oh god, this is so gorgeous, I am going to cum," after few more hard fast thrusts a jet of spunk hit Paul in the middle of his tummy, then another landed flush on his willy and balls.

"Oh yess, yess." Dan rubbed the final globs all over the little feet, as he managed the last few thrusts and he sagged back down on the settee, gasping for breath.

I sat on the stool watching him recover, so happy that he enjoyed it so much, but the spunk was dribbling everywhere.

In a little voice, I said, "Dan can you wipe me, I am all spunky."

He laughed, "You have such a cute way with words."

He picked me up, lay me on the towel and wiped me clean, it was lovely.

"Did you enjoy that?" I asked him.

"I did.

It was fantastic. My best two cums ever have been with your feet. Shall we have a nice bare cuddle and a rest? I will bring us some more food in."

I sat on his lap and we cuddled and chatted, he popped food into my mouth and held the cup while I drank, I was in heaven.

"Do you think Milly will suck your toes?"

"Ooh, I hope so, but I am definitely going to give hers a really good doing, they looked so sweet in her little flip-flops. Don't know how we are going to get much chance though."

"Do you think your Moms will let you sleep together again?"

"I reckon so, while we are still little. They put us in the bath together, so I don't think they are bothered about it."

"Well, there you are then, you will be able to have a good play in bed. Sounds like great fun!"

"Yes it does. Am I sleeping with you tonight?"

"Mom asked me that, I told her I didn't think I would have much luck getting you to go to bed on your own in the spare room. She agreed and said that as long as I didn't mind it, it was ok with her and your Mom."

"My Mom knows that I have slept in your bed with you?"

"Yes, course she does, she wasn't surprised either and said that I spoil you far too much. Anyway, that gives me chance to say something. You said, when you got here, that whatever I said, you wanted my big cock in your bottom."

"Yes, I do!"

"Well, hang on, you know I said that I would never do anything to hurt or upset you. Would you make me do something that would upset me?"

"No Dan never, I would hate myself forever if I did that."

"Well, honestly, it will really upset me, if I try to force my big cock into your sweet soft little bottom and I would have to do that, to get it in. I really love you and think you are so cute and innocent, that it would spoil how we feel about each other. I would just feel I would be raping you."

"What's raping?"

"Having sex with someone who doesn't want to do it."

"But you wouldn't be!"

"I know, but that is how I would feel."

I looked deeply into his eyes, "So, you don't think we need to do it, to prove our love for each other?"

"No, we both know that we love each other as much as anyone could."

I put my arms around his neck and pushed my head into his shoulder.

"It's true Dan, I couldn't love you anymore than I already do!"

"There we are then. How about we have a nice bath together and then go to bed and cuddle each other to sleep?"

"That sounds nice and I am feeling a bit sleepy."

We had a lovely bubbly bath. I sat between his legs and he gently gave me a soapy wash and shampooed my hair, making sure nothing went in my eyes. He dried me off and rubbed talc on my willy, balls and bottom, then popped my pull-up on. He got into bed and pulled me on top of him. I felt so loved and protected. I dropped off straightaway, the happiest boy ever.

Dan woke up with Paul beside him, just with his little face sticking out of the duvet. I am so happy that I haven't shagged him. I know I would have hated myself afterwards and I am sure he wouldn't like it anyway.

He waited a little while and Paul started to rouse.

"Hello my little cutie, you look very sweet wrapped in the duvet."

"I feel all floppy," I mumbled, "my tummy is aching and bottom feels sore and Dan, I am really sorry," starting to cry, "I think I have pood myself."

"Oh dear, perhaps you ate too much of the buffet last night, you ate far more than normal. Or, perhaps it was all that spunk you swallowed down. Don't cry, let's get you out of that pull-up. I will give you a nice warm bath to soothe your bottom and tummy."

"Ok," I said feeling sorry for myself, "you are so nice to me."

Dan carried me into the bathroom and started to fill the bath.

"Ok, let's lie you down and sort your bottom out." I was still a bit weepy and felt like a very little lad. Dan ripped the sides of my pull-up and pulled the front down between my legs. It was very messy, full of yellow wee and watery poo.

"Have I pood?"

"Yes, but don't worry, you couldn't help it."

"My bum hole is really stingy."

"It does look a bit sore, but all the wee is probably making it worse, I will give it a nice gentle wash in the bath and put some cream on it."

Dan lifted me up and gently put me in the warm bath, I lifted my legs and went in bum first. I said, "That feels nice," in a little voice.

Dan gently sponged me and stood me up to wash my willy and bottom.

"There we go, you look happier already!"

"I am," and gave Dan a hug.

Dan lifted me out, spread my little bum cheeks and put a good dollop of cream on my sore bum hole. I felt so comforted and felt much better.

"My tummy still feels a bit funny, can you put me in a pull-up just in case?"

"Ok," and he wrapped me in a towel and he carried me downstairs.

"Mom will be cross that I pood in my pull-up and that you had to sort it out."

"Don't be silly, you look ever so poorly, so of course she won't, anyway let's forget about it. When do you think you will see Milly again?"

"Really soon, I hope, I am going to ring her tonight."

"That's a good idea, tell her you can't wait to see her and whisper that you love her."

I giggled.

"Can I tell you a secret?" said Dan.

Paul giggled again, "You sound like me now."

"Well, it is a secret, and I am only telling you."

"Ok, go on."

"There is a girl at swimming club called Zoe, I really like her and I have stopped myself asking her on date because I thought it might upset you, but now seems like a good time."

"Yes cool, we could all go out together."

"Yes," laughed Dan, "another good idea. Not sure that Zoe would think the same though!"

"I think I need to go to the toilet, really quickly."

"Come on then," and Dan whisked me upstairs and plonked me on the loo and I did a big squirty runny poo.

"Has that made your tummy better?"

"Yes, a bit, but I think I will keep my pull-up on. Can we sit on the settee and have a cuddle, I still feel floppy?"

"Course we can, let me give you a wipe and put another blob of cream on."

When the grown-ups got back, Dan was sat on the settee reading, with me on his lap, in my pull-up wrapped in a blanket, fast asleep sucking my thumb.

"Oh, doesn't he look so cute." said Cath, "is he ok?"

"He over did the buffet last night and this morning he feels all floppy, got a tummy ache and has had a couple of runny poos."

"Oh dear," said Jean, "and I suppose poor old Dan has had to sort him out?"

"Don't worry, it wasn't too bad. I put him in the bath and that made him happier."

"Dan, you are so good with him, here get yourself a treat you deserve it," said John and slipped him a fiver.

"Oh thanks, but I don't mind, even though he's such a little lad sometimes. Anyway, he has told me all about Milly."

"Has he," said Jean, "you should see them together both as cute as each other, they played naked in the pool without a care in the world. They are little soulmates and have really bonded. We can't thank you enough for letting him be himself," Dan went a bit red and was grateful Paul was waking up.

I opened my eyes.

"Here he is," said Jean, "how are you feeling now?"

"A bit better, Dan has looked after me."

"I know, he is lovely with you."

"Come on then, Mr Floppy, let's give Dan a break," said Dad, "you will have to sit on my knee instead."

I giggled, "Ok, but only if you wash that pongy aftershave off."

"Oh, we are feeling better, you cheeky little scamp, your Mom bought me that, it was very expensive."

"I doubt it, she told me she won it on the tombola at the school fete."

"Oh you little watsit, I shall never tell you a secret ever again."

Everyone was laughing.

Later I was with Dad on the settee, I was sucking my thumb and Dad had his arm around me. Mom had let me keep my pull-ups on, mainly because she had put some more cream on my bum hole and didn't want it in my pants or on the settee. I felt really young and loved. I was thinking about last night with Dan. I so love being with him, being rude and being looked after. I was thinking about me wanting his big cock up my bottom. It wasn't making my willy go stiff or make want to have a wank. In fact, it was the opposite and I didn't want to do it. I like Dan being gentle with me, feeling my body, sucking my toes, wanking my willy just with his thumb and finger. I like watching him being turned on and spurting his stuff. Thinking about his cock up my bum just wasn't the same after what he said. He is so lovely. I am the luckiest little 15 year old in England having brilliant sex with a girl I love and a boy I love, in the same week and I haven't even got any hairs yet!

Mom came in, "Come on sweetie, have an early night so that you can have a good day tomorrow."

"Ok, Mom, I am feeling sleepy and still a bit floppy."

"Good boy," and she carried me upstairs.

She stripped me off, my willy was looking very thin and little.

"Is your bottom still sore?"

"No, it seems ok now; my tummy feels a bit better, plus you and Dan must have used a whole pot of cream."

"Dan is lovely with you, how many other boys would look after you like that?"

As she was putting me in my Scooby Doo pyjamas, I asked what are we doing tomorrow.

"Nothing much love, what do you fancy?"

"I really wanted to see Milly, but I wouldn't be much fun like this."

"Why don't you see how you feel in the morning? I bet you will be full of beans again and if you give her a call, we will take it from there."

"Ok, I hope I am feeling better."

"Can I ask you something?"

"Course you can, love."

"If me and Milly have another sleep over, will we be allowed to share a bed again?"

"I hadn't thought about it, why?"

"Dan said that if he had his girlfriend stop over, there would be no way that Aunty Cath would let them sleep together."

Mom laughed. "No, I don't suppose she would, but remember you and Milly are special and you can do things that little boys and girls can, that big boys and girls with hairs can't. That works both ways though doesn't it, for example, Dan doesn't get put to bed early or have to hold his Mom's hand when he crosses the road."

"So, for now, I am sure that you and Milly are fine sharing a bed if that's what you both want to do. Anyway, I didn't know that Dan had got a girlfriend."

I went bright red and was tripping over my tongue but then said, "I was just talking hippo-pottamously."

Mom burst out laughing and said, "I think you mean hypothetically."

"Oh, anyway, it's a secret Mom."

"What is?"

"Dan's girlfriend, oh Mom! you've tricked me now."

"Yes, anyway, that serves you right for telling Dad about his aftershave."

I burst out laughing this time.

She gave me a big cuddle and said I was a lovely funny little boy and that she wouldn't say a word about Dan's girlfriend.

She tucked me into bed with teddy, kissed me on the forehead and put my night light on. I felt lovely and warm and despite my tummy ache, had enjoyed my day being cuddled, nearly the whole time. I was thinking about all these blooming secrets. Me and Dan, that's a secret, me and Milly that's a secret, Tom and Billy, that's a secret, Dan's girlfriend, that's a secret, well sort of, and Dad's aftershave, that was a secret. Still they are all nice secrets and everybody is happy because they are a secret, well apart from Dad but that's because it's no longer a secret. So there we are then, that is sorted, feeling very proud of myself. I had a rummage round in my pull-up, having a feel of my smooth soft willy and tight balls, I love having no hairs. Even thinking about Milly and Dan didn't get my willy hard, so I happily dropped of to sleep.

Chapter 18

Mom was right, next morning I felt my normal self and told her that I was really hungry, so she made me an egg and bacon sandwich, which was lovely, even though, she had to scrape the tomato sauce off, that came out in a massive blob.

"I know who I want to come to my birthday barbecue."

"Oh good," said Mom, "I can start to plan then."

"Yes, it's the Moorcrofts, the nans and grandads and Milly and her mom and dad."

"That sounds good, she replied."

"But Mom," I said in a stricken voice, "there is one massive problem."

"Crikey, what's that?"

"It's Billy, he thinks I am really 10, how do we tell him it's my 15th birthday?"

"Oh, you're right. Don't worry, I will talk to Aunty Cath, we will sort it out."

"And Mom, I am too scared to ring Milly, will you ring her Mom first?"

"Oh, Paul Stanyer, what I am I going to do with you, why on earth are you scared of ringing Milly? You were naked in the bath with her on Friday morning."

"Oh please Mom, I want to see her but don't know what to say."

"Oh, you are a silly wotsit, I bet she is dying for the phone to ring, but just this once."

Eventually, after teasing me, she went to the phone.

"Hi Jane, its Jean."

"Yes, spot on, has Milly been the same, yes anything for the quiet life."

"Oh right, are you, that sounds very important."

"Oh I see, that must be difficult, well I am more than happy to help, of course she can, no don't be silly, I'm not doing anything until Paul goes back to school, no honestly. Look, it will be good for me too. Yes, that will be fine, I think everyone will be happy. Can you just hang on, just need to discuss one thing with you?"

Mom came into the kitchen, "Paul I need you to go and play in the garden for 5 minutes, don't worry you are not in trouble."

"Ok Mom," I said, wondering what was going on.

"Right then Jane, I needed to get Paul out of the way."

"I think they have really fallen for each other. Has she? Yes, Paul has been the same. I suppose it's so lovely for them to have a soulmate who understands what it's really like to be so young in mind and body. Bedtime? Yes, what do you think, no nor had I, but Paul asked, as Dan had told him that he wouldn't be allowed. Yes, they are, did she, well I will just do that then, they are both obviously totally innocent, yes they wouldn't understand and probably be upset if I said they couldn't. Yes, just thought I should check, but guessed you would of my view. Yes, we can just go with the flow. Yes, let's cross that bridge when we get to it. No, whatever suits you, great, he will be so excited, is she, oh isn't it lovely. Yes, see you later.

I am so lucky to find another parent dealing with this and treating their child like we are.

"Paul, you can come in now."

"Right, sit yourself down," she said.

"Now then, if you get silly and over excited, I will be cross."

"Ok Mom, I won't," pulling my most serious face.

"You are a daft wotsit, anyway Milly is coming for tea and she is stopping over, until Wednesday."

I leapt up and gave her a big hug.

"Good boy, now I want you to be your normal lovely self while she is here, you don't want me to give you a smack in front of her, do you?"

"No Mom."

"That's good then as long as that is understood. Right then, your room needs a good tidy up and dusting, let's do it together."

Chapter 19

After the longest afternoon ever, the doorbell rang and I scampered and skidded to the front door to let them in.

"Hi Milly."

"Hi Paul."

We both said with massive smiles.

"Hi Jane," said Mom, "let me have her bag, crikey how long are you coming for Milly, it weighs a ton."

"There are more toys and games than clothes, though there are plenty of them as well, she has been so excited, haven't you love?"

She nodded, giggling and going a bit red.

"Your tea will be ready in 20 minutes," said mom, "go and watch TV and us Moms can have a quick chat about how often I have to spank you both, until she comes to pick Milly up."

"Oh very funny Mom, we will be really good the whole time, won't we Milly?"

"Course we will," said Milly giggling.

"Hmmmm," said both Moms

We both giggled, "Come on Milly, I think Wacky Races has just started."

"Oh good, I love Wacky Races," and we dashed off together.

"Time for a quick cuppa, Jane?"

"Yes I would love one, today has been a bit mad and I am so grateful for you stepping in, Milly and her Nan would not have had a great time."

"Honestly, it's no bother. I am sure that they will have a great time and Paul won't want me to play whatever the whole time."

"Is there anything that Milly doesn't like to eat?"

"No, she's not fussy really. Now then Jean, if she starts doing the cheeky little madam act, don't worry about giving her a good smack, it's the quickest way to sort it out and I have warned her that is what will happen. And bath and bed I agree completely with you. They are just a little girl and boy and wouldn't understand if you did anything different. God knows what we do if they are madly in love in 12 months time (surely they will have the odd pubic hair between them by then)"

Jean laughed, "Let's not worry about that, and let them just enjoy being together as they are now, they have both had enough difficulties."

"Yes to true. Anyway, sorry, but I have got to dash, here is a phone number you can get me on."

"Cheers, oh by the way if you can keep Saturday afternoon free, I am doing a birthday barbecue for Paul."

"Would I dare to be doing anything else!"

She put her head round the living room door, to see Paul and Milly cuddled up together having a great laugh watching Wacky Races.

"See you love, be good and have a great time. Bye!"

"I will Mom, love you, Bye."

"Right, you pair has Dick Dastardly won yet?"

"He never wins," we both shouted.

"Well, come on then, your tea is ready, liver and onions with extra cabbage."

Milly went white.

"Mom!" I said, "I know you haven't made nanny food."

"You're right, fish fingers and chips and arctic roll for pudding."

"Yey!" they both exclaimed in relief.

They laughed and giggled the whole evening, playing Ker Plunk, Buckaroo, doing a jigsaw and just generally playing like young 11 year olds.

Paul told her about his birthday barbecue and that he really wanted her to come.

"I will be so cross with Mom if we don't, I am sure I will."

"10 more minutes you two. Then it's bed time."

"Oh Mom, Aunty Jean we are not tired."

"I dare say, but you need plenty of sleep so you will have a great day tomorrow."

"Ok."

Jean shepherded them upstairs and supervised wees and teeth brushing.

"Ok, Milly, you are our guest, am I getting you stripped off together or 1 by 1?"

"I am not worried about being naked with Paul now, and he has seen me in my pull-up. So, you can do us together. "

"Ok."

Mom got us both naked and we weren't bothered or shy about it.

"Ok, both on the towel," and we ended up laughing and giggling to see who could spread their legs the widest to be talced.

"Legs back together then you daft pair," and she popped us into our pull-ups.

"In you get then," she kissed us both on the forehead, put the night light on and said nighty night to us.

They lay in silence.

"Milly," I whispered.

"Yes?"

"I am so happy that we have met each other, I never thought I would ever meet someone who is little and hairless like me and is treated like they are 10. I think you are lovely."

"I am really happy too, did you mean it when you said that you love me?"

"Yes, completely!"

"Well, I meant it too!"

They embraced each other and gently kissed, their tongues touched and they began to snog passionately. Their hands started to feel each other, touching each others flat little nipples, then moving down and slipping into their pull-ups to fondle each others bottoms.

"Feeling your body makes my willy so hard!"

"My fanny has got juicy already, please finger me."

Paul moved his hand down her pull-up and gently ran his finger up and down the soft, smooth, wet, little slit.

Milly gasped, "Oh that's it, yes," she spread her legs wider letting Paul use his whole hand to rub her hairless vagina.

"Lets get naked, I want to feel your willy and balls."

They frantically got out of their pull-ups and snogged, fingered and wanked. They could feel each other starting to cum and held on to each other tightly. They were grunting and panting, they started to buck and spasm and finally burst into a mutual cum.

They pressed their naked little sweaty hairless bodies together and gently snogged until they recovered.

I straddled over her slim hips, "I want to kiss your lovely body all over," and leaned over and started to kiss and lick her nipples, she was quickly groaning and really enjoying it. I moved slowly down her. Kissing and licking, I got to her fanny, which was open and wet. I gave a few gentle licks but then moved down her legs feeling and kissing. They were so soft and smooth. I got to her feet,

"Milly your feet are so beautiful and cute." I wasn't sure if she would like it but I kissed her big toe and licked it, she didn't stop me so I picked her one foot up and sniffed and licked under her toes and then sucked and licked in between them.

"Paul, this is lovely," and was writhing around.

"Paul you are brilliant, I can't wait any longer. I want you in me, make love to me."

She opened her legs wide and I moved up in between them. As my lips reached hers, my knob touched her fanny.

"Please Paul, put it in, do me!"

Slowly I pushed gently and I slid into her.

She sighed,"Oh, that's it!"

I started to shag her really gently and slowly, she wrapped her arms and legs around me.

"Oh Paul, I love you, don't stop, push it deep into me."

She was panting and starting to grip me tighter.

"Yes yes, oh god, I am cumming, yes do me hard!"

I shagged faster and our hairless bodies were slapping together.

"Yessssss, I am going to cum so hard," and at that arched upwards and had to put the pillow over her mouth as she screamed into it. At that my body started to spasm and my willy went rock hard and I went rigid with a massive cum.

She flopped back down and let me go. I kissed her on the lips and told her I loved her. I helped her back into her pull-ups and put mine on, pulled the duvet back over us and we went to sleep in a very sweaty but completely loving embrace.

Jean popped her head round the door when she came up to bed. She smiled as she saw them soundly asleep, wrapped around each other, both sucking their thumbs, looking as sweet and content as could be.

Next morning Jean put her head round the door, they were lying in bed, pressed next to each other, chatting and reading, with bare chests and tummy's on show.

"Morning you two, did you sleep well?"

"Yes thank you Aunty Jean."

"And me, Mom."

"Oh that's good, you like sharing a bed then?"

"Oh yes Aunty, I love snuggling up with Paul, he is really nice to cuddle."

I giggled, "I love it too."

"How lovely. Now, how are those pull-ups?"

We both looked under the duvet.

"Both well full, Mom."

"No worries, I will run you a bath and you can both jump in there, while I sort some breakfast out. Do you want bubbles?"

"Yes please," we both said.

"Ok then, it's ready, I will give you a shout when breakfast is ready."

We waddled into the bathroom in our saggy, soggy pull-up and stripped them off.

Milly climbed in and I got in behind her and rubbed the warm soapy bubbles over her back and front.

"I loved you licking and sucking my toes last night." Milly whispered, "I didn't know that would be good. I want you to do it for longer tonight?"

"Would you like to do mine as well?"

She pulled them out of the water and gave them a feel.

"Yes they are lovely."

"Oh good, we can do each other's at the same time. Come on, brekky will be ready soon, I'm starving."

They gave each other a good soaping, making sure that there rude bits were really clean.

They wrapped big towels around each other, had a quick snog and went down to breakfast

"Here they are," said Jean and gave them both a cuddle, "ooh you both smell lovely."

These two, she thought, looking down at their cute little feet, why would we even try to treat them as 15 year olds.

By the end of breakfast their towels had slipped off and they were sat naked on the stools not giving it a second thought.

"Now then Milly, do you know about Paul's birthday barbecue?"

"Yes, Aunty Jean, I really want to come!"

"Well, I mentioned it to your Mom and she said that it should be fine."

"Yessss," they both shouted.

"All of us need to sort something out though, don't we Paul, you'll explain to Milly?"

I told her about the holiday and how it started me being treated as 10 but the only thing is that Billy, who is 10, has been told all along that I am 10. So, at my birthday party, it might be a bit difficult.

"I have spoken to Aunty Cath about it and we have some ideas. One idea is that we all sit down and explain to Billy before the day."

"I still think he will be cross."

"Maybe, anyway Paul," said Jean, "how come you are covered in your breakfast and Milly isn't? He is like this all the time Milly, he can't even eat an ice cream without getting covered in it."

She was giggling as Mom gave me a good wiping.

"Aunty Jean, shall I take some wipes to school and clean him up after lunch?"

"That is a good idea, love."

"Oh, that's it you two, gang up against the only boy."

"Oh Paul, we are only messing about, anyway I know you, you would love Milly treating you like a little lad, making sure you were sorted out."

I giggled, "I suppose that's true."

"And I would love doing it," said Milly giving me a hug.

"Anyway, I know you will look after me too, I am really shy sometimes."

"Oh, that is lovely to hear," said Mom, "I think you two are going to be so happy at Nesbitts."

"Anyway, what do you two little lovebirds want to do today? It is going to be sunny and warm again."

"Lovebirds," we said in unison in little high voices.

"Well, I can't think why I said that? Perhaps it's that you are sat naked on the kitchen stools hugging each other."

We both giggled

The phone rang, "I'll get this, you two go and get dressed and then we will decide, you can go in the pool later."

"Cool," we both shouted and raced upstairs.

"Hi Cath."

"That sounds great, Milly is here though, and she is staying over for a couple of nights."

"Oh, she is lovely!"

"Haha, yes madly, honestly they are so sweet with each other."

"It will give us a chance to talk about how we are going to break it to Billy that it will be Paul's 15th birthday, not his 11th."

"Oh right ok, more white lies but yes good idea. I will let Paul and Milly in on it."

She went upstairs, "Oh, I see the getting dressed is going well."

They had both managed to put some pants on.

"Milly has brought mastermind and we thought we would have a game as I said you and Aunty Cath can talk forever."

"Paul Stanyer, you are a cheeky boy, do you want me to give you a red bottom in front of Milly?"

"No Mommy please, I was only joking."

"I know, you silly boy. Anyway, we have been invited to a barbecue lunch at the Moorcroft's. But we need to agree to something, a bit of a secret plan."

They were both agog.

"So Milly, would you mind pretending to be 11 when we get there?

"Aunty Jean, that will be dead easy!"

"Thought so, but," Mom continued, "do you know, Paul and Billy always play naked in the pool and as Dan and Tom will be there, I wasn't sure you would be so keen."

She went a bit red.

"Milly," said Paul all concerned, "I will wear trunks and you can wear your swimsuit, I don't want you to worry about it."

"Do you and Billy strip off together at the same time like we did last week?"

"Yes."

"If you promise to hold my hand, once we are naked and get in the pool together, I don't mind."

"Of course I will."

"Milly you are such a brave girl, but at some point, we are going to sit down and tell Billy that it is really Paul's 15th birthday party and that you are 15 as well."

"I think he might get silly," said Paul, "and start being nasty about us having no hairs."

"Well I suppose he might be a bit cross that everyone has been lying to him and he might be shocked that you are both 15 so knowing Billy he will say something about it, but he won't be nasty on purpose. Aunty Cath and I will explain to him why we did it and how much it helped you, him being so nice to you. That will make him feel like he is a really nice boy and then he will just want to get on with playing."

"I remember Dan and Tom, they are the twins aren't they?"

"Yes, that's right."

"I remember them being really nice and used to stop other boys from being nasty to the girls or younger boys."

"They are just as nice now."

"I think we will be fine then Paul, and anyway, we are both happy the way we are," and they both had another hug.

"Ok then, you have got time to play for a bit, I have got some housework to do, so, I will come up and get you both ready about 12.30ish."

They were concentrating on mastermind when Milly whispered, "So, if Billy is really only 10, how did he know about wanking?"

"No idea, some kids just seem to know about rude stuff."

"Yes, my cousin was the same, I never thought about it at the time. I was glad she did, I had no idea. If it wasn't for Billy and my cousin, I don't think we would be having the fun we are now."

"No, but let's not ever tell Billy."

"No, maybe not, I wish I could get your pants off right now, I haven't sucked your balls yet. I will tonight and then I want you to do me from behind, like we did in the bath."

"Milly, you are making my willy go hard and it is making my pants like a tent."

They giggled and settled for a snog.

Chapter 20

They walked round to the Moorcroft's, Jean could tell they were both a bit nervous as they were holding her hand rather than each other's.

They rang the bell and Billy came crashing to the door, "Hi Paul, hi Milly, I'm Billy! Shall we play in the pool?

"Billy Moorcroft," shouted Aunty Cath from the kitchen, "they haven't even got through the front door yet, just calm down. Milly won't want to come in. Hello love, its lovely to meet you," giving her a little hug, "come in."

We all sat down with some drinks and some crisps. Aunty Cath is brilliant at getting people relaxed and Milly was soon chatting away.

"So Milly, how do you know Paul?" asked Billy.

"We are starting at the same school next week. We will be in the same class so we got chatting and really like each other."

"Oh, so you are 11, like he will be then?"

"Yes, that's right, I had my birthday last month."

"Cool, I'm not 11 until next year, but everyone thought I was older than Paul when we were on holiday, I called him my little bro."

"Is your Mom called Jane, Milly?"

"Yes."

"Oh, I remember her, she is very nice."

Billy felt a bit confused but couldn't think why.

Aunty Cath realised that she had almost put her foot in it!

Billy saved her, "Are we going in the pool, or just going to sit being boring with this lot?"

"Billy Moorcroft, you are on thin ice," but of course he just burst out laughing.

"Me and Paul always go naked, are you Milly?"

She suddenly lost her confidence and started to get a bit upset, Paul and Billy didn't know what to do,

"Come here love," said Aunty Jean and they had a cuddle.

"You boys get in the pool and we will let Milly decide what she wants to do in her own time."

They stripped off and walked off to the pool.

"Sorry Aunty, but I got all shy and didn't want to take my clothes off in front of everybody, Dan and Tom know how old I am and might laugh that I have got no hairs yet."

"I can completely understand and there is no need to be sorry, but they didn't know Paul hadn't got any until a few weeks ago."

"Really," she looked at them both. "What did you do when you found out?"

"Well," said Dan, "I suppose we were a bit surprised, but we both really like Paul and we would never hurt his feelings. Now Aunty Jean has told us that you are the same as Paul, so we know you are still waiting for something to happen, like him. We are really happy that you have met each other, so we would never want to upset you."

"You are really nice, I feel better about it now, but Aunty Jean can you strip me off and ask Paul to come and get me?"

"Of course I can love."

She got her naked, but Milly still covered her rude bits.

"Paul, love, come over here."

He came dashing down the garden wet and naked.

"Milly is ok now, but wants you to walk to the pool with her."

"Ok Mom. You alright Milly?" he asked, taking her hand.

"Yes, fine, thanks, I just got a bit shy, I told you I did sometimes."

"Its ok, the first time I played naked with Billy, Aunty Cath took our pants off as we were both shy about it as well."

"Ok," and off they both dashed and leapt in.

"Oh how sweet, she has been through a terrible time. Dan you were lovely as ever."

"Mom, Aunty Jean," said Tom, "can I say now that if those three come running down the garden all wet and naked, wanting me and Dan to get in with them and play races we are refusing point blank."

"Why?" asked Cath laughing.

"Having a naked 14 year old boy, who looks about 10, on our shoulders is one thing, but we are not playing in the pool with a naked girl who looks about 10, however old she is!"

The Moms had a good laugh

"Anyway, me and Jean are going to sort lunch out, so you two get the barbie going and we will bring the meat out in a bit."

"Cool," they both said, pleased to be getting out of the way.

"Oh, isn't she cute," said Cath, "it's so lovely that they have found each other, I was worried Paul wouldn't get a girlfriend his own age until he was about 20."

Jean laughed, "Yes, me and Jane are so happy as well. They fell for each other so quickly, realizing they had got so much in common. They play just like little kids and have no teenage awkwardness at all. Once Milly got naked to play with Paul in our pool last week, they just think it is completely natural. They are sharing a bed, both in pull-ups, and both jump in the bath together and not bat an eyelid. Do you know Cath, I think, they have quickly become soulmates and developed a very special bond."

"Jean," said Cath, "can you imagine how good it must be to find a person who has had to put up with the same troubles as you? Only they know what it's really like to be a 15 year old in a 10 year old's body. Isn't the bed wetting thing odd though, must be to do with how they are developing. Do they both wet a lot?"

"Well, they have both times she has slept over and since Paul came back from holiday I can't recall him having a dry night. They both sleep like logs though, you should see them cuddled up together sucking their thumbs."

Cath laughed, "Well, thank heavens you made the decision you did, so brave, but look how happy Paul is now."

"Yes, it is fantastic, me and John are loving every minute."

The twins were getting the fire going under the charcoal.

"So," said Tom, "you really believe Paul when he says that he and Milly are shagging?"

"Well, to be honest, absolutely, you can imagine how he explained, he told it all so cutely, worrying I would be cross, so there is no reason to think he could even start to make it up."

"So, where does that leave you and him?"

"Well, we had a great time on Saturday, I'm not going to rodger him though, I just can't feel right about trying to force my cock up his little bum. So anyway I have asked that Zoe out, she has been gagging for it for months."

"Good lad," said Tom, "she's lovely."

"Have you been there?" asked Dan, giving him a look.

"No, honest," said Tom laughing, "I only meant from chatting to her at swimming club."

"How are you and Billy?"

"To be honest, I hope he wants to move on soon, as I think we should, but when he creeps into my bed and gets naked under the covers I can't help myself. He gets my cock rock hard. I haven't shagged him since holiday though, he loves it but I am 16 soon and that makes it even more wrong. At least you and Paul are in the same school year."

"I think you're right bro, I think we should both move things on."

"Anyway, here comes the burgers."

Milly had completely forgotten she was naked and was giving as good as she got with the boys. They were all trying to lie on one lilo so they were grabbing hold of each other, laughing, shouting and screaming.

"You having a good time Milly?" shouted Paul.

"Brilliant!"

"I think you are cool Milly," shouted Billy, as he did a big bomb right beside her.

"I will get you for that," and gave him a good whacking with a foam tube, when he surfaced.

"Come on you three," Cath called, "lunch is ready."

"We aren't though," shouted Billy back.

"Well, suit yourselves, but the twins are really hungry and will easily eat your share."

"They better not," I shouted and all three of us started scrambling out of the pool.

We had a great time at lunch all chatting away, Billy loved telling Milly all the stories about people thinking he is older than I am when we were on holiday. And Milly loved mopping up the ketchup I had spilt down my front and calling me a messy boy, she gave me a little kiss.

Cath nudged Jean, who both did the 'oh how sweet' look.

Aunty Cath was tidying up the ice cream dishes and there was a quiet moment, so Jean thought it was a good time.

"Ok then, you lot, while we are quiet we need to have a little chat and it might be a bit difficult so let's all be calm and listen carefully."

"So, its Paul's birthday on Saturday, and you know you are all invited to his party. So, we have to explain something to Billy. Paul and Milly can you go back into the pool, are you staying lads?"

"We decided that just one of us should so, Dan is, and I will take the plates in and stuff," said Tom

"Ok love, whatever you think."

"Am I in trouble?" asked a worried looking Billy, "Aren't I coming to Paul's party?"

"No, you are not in trouble for once," said Dan, putting his arm round him, "and of course you are coming to the party but, there is something you need to know."

Paul and Milly were hugging each other in the pool.

"I hope he won't get too upset," I said sadly, "I think I will if does."

"Don't worry, you know your Mom and Aunty Cath will say the right things," she told me and kissed me gently on the lips and gave my bum a little squeeze.

I giggled, "I love you Milly."

"I love you to, shall we have a lie on a lilo?"

"Right then Billy," said Cath gently, "this is going to be a bit of a shock, but you have got to know. Paul won't be celebrating his 11th birthday on Saturday, it's actually his 15th birthday."

He just looked at his Mom and Aunty Jean.

"Don't be stupid Mom, he doesn't even look 10, and everybody thinks I am older than him."

He cupped his hand to the side of his mouth and whispered, "Even his willy is smaller than mine."

"I know love, but that is just the way he is growing up."

"But 15 year olds are big, like Dan and have hairs."

"Not in Paul's case though, nor Milly's for that matter."

"Nor Milly! How old is she then?"

"She is 15 already."

"No way, you are all playing a joke on me."

"Sorry chicken, we're not."

He sat for a bit, gave his thumb a big suck, pulled himself into Dan's lap, who put his arms around him and gave his tummy a rub.

"So why did you tell fibs to me that Paul was 10, last time I did a fib you gave me two really hard smacks."

"I know chick, but this was for Paul's sake, being 14 in his little body was making him really sad so we thought we would let him try being 10 again and have you as his friend. You were brilliant and made him happy again. So from now on, we will all know he is 15 but will still treat him like a little lad, until he gets hairy."

"Was I really brilliant?"

"Yes chick, and Paul will always remember you for being his big bro, when he needed to be looked after."

"Cool, I will always make sure my little bro is ok. Can I go back into the pool now?"

"Yes love."

He jumped off Dan, and raced to the pool shouting, "Ok you two, big bro is here," and leapt in and knocked Milly and Paul off the lilo.

"Well done Cath," said Jean.

"That went better than it might," said Cath with a puff of her cheeks.

"I've got a headache shall we have a gin?"

"Great idea."

Before they knew it, it started to turn to evening and soon got chilly so they all said their goodbyes and Jean walked home with Milly and Paul.

"Did you have a good time Milly," asked Mom.

"Yes, brilliant, I am so happy that Billy was ok."

"And me," said Paul.

"I don't know about you two, but I feel well tired," said Mom yawning.

"I do to," said Milly, "we have been in the pool for hours."

"So you are both ok, if I get you into your pull-ups, and you have an early night?"

"Yes."

"You are good, the pair of you. How about you two jump in the shower, to wash the pool water off and I will put some moisturiser on, to stop you being itchy in the night."

"Ok."

They were stripped off and in the shower straight away and soaping each other.

"Don't start rubbing my willy, I don't want mom to see it hard with you in the shower."

Milly giggled. "I won't, but don't you worry, as soon as that night light is on, I won't keep my hands off it."

Jean gave them both a good rub with aftersun and put plenty of talc on and they jumped into bed.

"Nighty night, you two."

Milly pulled me to her and snogged me deeply. She pushed her hand into my pull-up and caressed around my hairless groin and gently rubbed and squeezed my little balls.

"Oh Paul, I love you," she knelt up and got me naked and got in between my legs.

She put her hands under my knees, pushed them up and back, leant forwards, and licked my hairless ball bag. My willy was throbbing, she gripped it gently and pulled my skin back, my knob was shining. She licked up my little stiff shaft once, then took it all into her mouth until her lips were at the base. She didn't move other than to start feeling my body all over, she felt me starting to tremble and she took hold each of my tiny nipples and gently pinched until I bucked and arched and spasmed with a huge cum.

She let me recover, just watching and feeling. She took her own pull-up off and lay down with her head at my feet. She pulled a foot to her nose, sniffed and kissed it all over. I did the same to her and we didn't move for what seemed like hours, just enjoying the softness of each other's toes and lips and tongues.

"Paul," she said gently, "make love to me now!"

I lay on top of her and we snogged as I gently entered her, I moved up and down so slowly, her wet fanny was softly gripping my hard willy, she gently came but was holding me tight.

"Do me hard now," and she rolled over and raised her bottom, I went behind her and entered her again but hard.

She gasped, "Yes Paul, make me cum again, but hard," and I put my hands round her and underneath and fingered her with both hand while I shagged fast going in as deep as I could. She buried her face in the pillow and started to scream out a massive cum. I felt her fanny dripping as my willy went like steel as I spasmed into another cum. As she slumped back down I pulled out and lay beside her kissing her lips. I gently started to finger her again and she quickly spasmed again thrusting herself on to me. I managed to get our pull-ups back on as we went deeply to sleep in each other's arms.

Chapter 21

"Good morning you two."

"Morning Aunty Jean."

"Hello Mom"

"You are up bright and early, you couldn't find any clothes then?"

They were on the floor, lying on their fronts, side by side, naked, playing spirograph.

"We had both got wet pull-ups," Paul told her, "so I found some wipes but we didn't get dressed yet."

"Well I can see that, but you both have such lovely little bottoms, I suppose it's a pity to cover them up."

We both giggled.

"Are you both just happy playing together this morning?"

We looked at each other and nodded and smiled.

"Yes Mom," I said, "are you hungry Milly? I'm starving!"

"Yes replied Milly, I feel quite hungry too."

"Do you fancy pancakes?" asked Aunty Jean.

"Yayyyy," they both shouted.

"Well, come down now, and then you can put your own sugar and whatever on."

After 3 each we were stuffed.

"You ok love?" Mom asked me.

"I feel a bit sick," I grimaced.

"Well, I told you that you were putting too much syrup on, just sit for a bit and drink some water."

"Aunty Jean," Milly said giggling, "I think most of it went down his front."

Mom came round to look, "Oh Paul, look at you, it's even on your willy!" That caused Milly to burst out laughing.

"Don't be so horrid," I screamed at her and burst into tears.

That made Milly jump, "I wasn't being horrid, it's not my fault you eat like a baby," and started to cry as well

Oh my gawd! thought Jean, world war three breaks out all because of a few pancakes and a bit of syrup.

"Now then, you two, let's not fall out because of a bit of syrup. Let's go upstairs and calm down in a nice warm bath."

We were stood in the bathroom waiting for the bath to fill. Mom was giving me the 'that was naughty look'

"Sorry for shouting Milly, I know you weren't being horrid."

"Sorry for laughing at you," she said shyly, but then with a naughty giggle she said, "you do eat like a baby though."

I looked at her with a pretend cross face and burst out laughing and we had a hug until Milly went yeeuk.

"What?"

"I'm all syrupy now."

And we both started laughing again.

"Oh, are you friends again, now?" asked Jean.

We both nodded

"So do you want to sort each other out in the bath or do need me to do it?"

"It's ok Aunty Jean."

"That's a relief. I will go and sort the kitchen out, give me a shout if you want me to wash your hair."

"Ok, we will," and off she went glad to be out of the way.

"Sorry Milly, do you still love me?"

"Of course I do, get in the bath but don't sit down."

I got in and stood there and she got in and knelt in front of me.

"I have got something lovely and syrupy to suck," and she took my little soft willy into her mouth and swirled it round and round with her tongue until it was hard. She started bobbing up and down on it and I could see she was fingering herself under the water. She suddenly stopped and got on all fours, I got round behind her and pushed into her.

"Oh yes Paul, I'm so juicy, do it hard!"

I could feel my tummy slapping against her soft, smooth bottom. It felt so good, my willy went really hard and I started to spasm and I had a big cum.

"I need to cum Paul," and she turned and stood up and grabbed me behind my head and rubbed her fanny frantically against my tongue.

"Oh yessssss," and started to buckle at the knees, I put my hand between her legs and fingered her bum hole and licked hard and she went rigid with a huge cum.

She slithered down into the water. When we got our breath back, she looked at me.

"You are a dirty boy."

"What do you mean?"

"Fingering my bum hole."

"Didn't you like it?"

"No! I loved it!"

We both giggled and gave each other a lovely soaping all over.

Jean came back in as they were rinsing each other off.

"Oh that's more like it, both happy now?"

"Yes," we said together.

She was drying us off when she said, "I think that film, The Jungle Book, is just about to start."

At which we both raced downstairs.

I thought you might want to put some clothes on! never mind enjoy it while you can.

Jane arrived about lunchtime.

"Hi Jean, it's very quiet, have you sold them both?"

"No," she laughed, "honestly, apart from one little fall out at breakfast today, they have been absolute angels, and they have been so sweet and happy together. Come and look at them."

They put their heads round the living room door to see them cuddled up together, sucking their thumbs engrossed in the film.

They retreated quietly to the kitchen.

"You won't have much washing to do, they have been naked like that more often than not. Fancy a cuppa and a bite to eat, I am just making something?"

"If you don't mind, I am gasping."

"So the first night there was no issues about bed."

"Not a thing, it had obviously not crossed their minds. They both got stripped off, got talced lying on the same towel and then climbed into bed. I checked on them about 10ish, they were wrapped around each other, sucking their thumbs and dead to the world."

"I can't see us getting them out of pull-ups very easily, they have both filled them both nights."

"Yes, and there is the thumb sucking, but do you know what Jean, I am not bothered I am not going to put any pressure on Milly about that at all. I reckon puberty will sort it out naturally."

"Yes I agree, I am not going through all that again."

There lovely quiet lunch was interrupted by two little streakers racing through the kitchen on the way to the pool. Milly did stop to give her Mom a hug.

"Now then love, I know you are having a brilliant time, but I need to get home by 3 for the plumber to fix our leaky sink. So you have got 30 minutes."

"Oh, can't I stay, and you get me in the morning?"

"No love, I want you to come home with me so that you can tell me all about the lovely time you have had. Anyway, we will be back on Saturday for Paul's birthday, so we have got to get him a present each."

"Oh, ok then," she said a bit sadly. "Can I stay over on Saturday?"

"Milly, Aunty Jean will be far too busy to have guests on Saturday, now you have only got 25 minutes left and Paul is getting lonely, look." At which she dashed off.

"She can stay if she wants," said Jean, "honestly, it's no bother, and actually I think Paul will want her too."

"I thought he might, I will bring a bag for her on the quiet, and then see how you are, it might be a long day."

"Yes, that's true, let's see how the day goes. Presents, I haven't got him a thing yet, just what do you get an 11 year old boy for his 15th birthday?"

"Crikey, there's one. Sorry can't help!"

Milly jumped into the pool, put her arms around my neck, and then wrapped her lovely legs around my waist.

"If our Moms weren't so close, we could do it like this."

"Sounds brilliant."

"I am coming to your party, I wish I could stay over."

"Why can't you?"

"My Mom said Aunty Jean wouldn't have time for guests."

"I reckon, we can do the sweet and cute routine and they will soon give in."

"Yes, we are good at that, being little with no hairs is really good now, I used to hate it."

"Look at those two," said Jean, "they are definitely getting very close. I think you're right Jean, soulmates with so much in common, we might have some difficult conversations in the months ahead."

"Yes, I was thinking about that on the drive back. If this bond blossoms like it might, they will be so used to being together it's going to be no easy task to suddenly say they can't share a bed or a bath when one or both of them reaches puberty."

"Yes, that's true, I think that will need a long chat, over a couple of gins!"

"Haha probably, anyway isn't it lovely they are so happy now, they both deserve it. Anyway, this might be difficult, I must get home for that plumber."

"I'll call them in, Jane."

"Ok you two, it's time to get out, your Mom needs to get home Milly and Paul we have got things to do."

"Oh please, not yet."

"Sorry, come on, let's not spoil a lovely time. However, I have been waiting for you to be naughty, so I can spank those lovely little bottoms."

"10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5"

"No please, we are coming now," and they quickly clambered out and ran to her.

"4, 3, 2, 1"

"No Aunty Jean, No mummy," they shouted laughing, as she chased after them giving them gentle smacks on their little soft wet bottoms.

Jane eventually got Milly dressed and in the car. They hugged and waved, as if they wouldn't see each other for months.

"What things have we got to do Mom?" I asked.

"Nothing other than I wanted to spend a few hours with my lovely little munchkin on my own. Shall we have some chocolate, a cuddle on the settee and chat about your birthday."

"That sounds great Mom," and I gave her a big hug.

I was sat on Mom's lap and she was popping chunks of Cadbury's Fruit and Nut into my mouth.

"So, come on, what do you want for your birthday?"

"Nothing, really."

"Don't be silly, you will want some nice presents to open and the Nans and Grandads are asking as well."

"Mommy, there is no need to get me anything because I have already got it."

"Have you?"

"Yes, I was so unhappy trying to be a teenager and all I wanted was to be treated how I looked and behaved. You and Aunty Cath realised and dreamed up this daft idea. Then Aunty Cath and Dan made it happen and Billy without knowing helped make it real. Then because this idea worked, you and Dad have made me so happy by letting me be a little lad. You have sorted out a school, which looks brilliant and because of that, I have met Milly. Adam isn't here to be nasty to me. So many people are lovely to me and I love them so that is what I have already got and I am the happiest boy ever."

"Oh Paul," she said wrapping her arms around me, "and the reason it has happened is because you are so cute and lovely. Your Dad and I are so happy and we are determined that you are happy too, and we are loving every minute with you. Well, I will have to get you a few surprise things because I want to, and your Dad and I will have great fun shopping for them."

"Ok Mom, if it makes you happy, I know I will like them and have fun unwrapping them."

She gave my bare feet a rub, "Ooh your skin is ever so dry, probably because you were naked in the sun and the pool for so long yesterday." She went and fetched the lotion and a big towel.

She stood me on it, "Let's get you stripped off, so that I can give you a good moisturising all over. I couldn't do this if you were a big hairy boy, could I?"

"I think it might look a bit weird mom."

She laughed, "I suppose, but are you still happy for me to get you undressed and rub cream all over your lovely little body, even though you are nearly 15?"

"Mom, you know I don't feel like I am 15 and that I am still a young boy, so I just think it's normal. Moms get their little lads undressed don't they and I love it."

"Of course they do, and I am a very lucky Mom."

She pulled my shirt over my head, undid my jeans, and helped me step out of them.

"Look at you, in your little pants," she said, and put her fingers in the waistband and pulled them down. My willy was little and thin and my ball bag looked like a little pink walnut.

"Ooh you are delicious, all smooth and soft. I just think of you as a little lad as well," and started to gently rub me all over with cream. It was lovely. I felt like the most loved boy ever. She went up and down my legs and squidged my bottom while she was doing it, which made me giggle.

"How is your foreskin, I haven't pulled it back for a while?"

"It's fine Mom."

"Honey, I know you hate it, but as I have got the cream out, let me do it now."

"Do you have to?" I said in a little voice.

"Yes chick, else it will be tight,"

It won't, I thought.

She turned me round and stood up behind me, looking over my shoulder. She rubbed cream all around it and on my balls and I felt like a very little boy as she took hold of the tip of my willy between her thumb and forefinger. It didn't go stiff this time, I liked it being soft when Mom was sorting it out. She gently pulled it back and my purple knob popped out. It didn't hurt at all.

"Ooh, there we are. See, it is much better now."

"Lie on the towel lovely and I will do your feet. Ooh they are dry, they need plenty on," she massaged them really well but it felt completely different to when Dan and Milly played with them. It just made me feel warm and so safe and protected. She wrapped me in the towel and sat down again with me on her lap.

"Mom, if you cuddle me like this you know what will happen, my thumb will end up in my mouth and I will drop off to sleep."

"Well that's ok, unless you have got other plans."

"No," I giggled, "but I thought you might want to chat more."

"Well, we can chat, but if you drop off I can have a lovely time just holding you."

When Dad got back sure enough I was snuggled into Mom sucking my thumb dead to the world.

"Sorry John, I haven't even started dinner."

"I don't blame you love, you make the most of him. Has he given you any birthday present ideas yet?"

She told him what I said and they both got a bit teary, "Crikey he is so cute, I am so happy that we are doing this for him. Did he have a nice time with Milly?"

"John, she is as cute as he is, they are so lovely together and because they haven't got anyone telling them to act their age, they are so happy just being themselves. They haven't batted an eyelid going to bed together in pull-ups or playing naked in the pool. She is coming on Saturday, probably stay over as well. You know her Dad don't you?"

"Yes Terry, nice bloke, he played in the 2nd's for a good few years, good lad in the bar. Not seen him for a while."

"Good lad in the bar," said Jean, "I can see you being a fat lot of use by Saturday evening."

"I'll be on my best behaviour love, you know me."

"Hmmm. Mind you, Jane and I got a drop down us last Thursday. Anyway, you cuddle munchkin and I will get tea on."

"Oh don't bother with that now, I will get us a takeaway once he has woken up. Anyway, let me have a cuddle with him."

They sat together on the settee just enjoying watching their little lad gently sleeping.

"When and how are we going shopping?"

"I was hoping you will take me out to lunch tomorrow or Friday and we could sort some things out then."

"I am supposed to be working."

"I know, but you have been away for nearly 3 days."

"Ok love, that sounds lovely, what are we going to do with sleepyhead here?"

"Oh, don't worry about that, you know there are plenty of people who are happy to have him for a few hours."

I started to come round and gave Dad a big smile and put my arms round him as Mom was gently massaging my little feet. I could have stayed there forever.

"So, Mom tells me someone has had a brilliant few days."

"Yes Dad, I have loved it. Milly is so nice, it's going to be great having a friend straightaway at school. I have got to look after her because she is shy."

"Oh, I thought it was the other way round and she is going to make sure that a messy little lad hasn't still got his dinner down his front when afternoon lessons start."

I giggled, "Ok, we are going to look after each other. She is coming to my party, I think you will like her."

"I am sure I will, I can't wait to meet her and see you together. Anyway is anybody hungry? I am famished. How about we go to that new American style diner, apparently the steaks and burgers are really good."

"Cool," I shouted.

Chapter 22

Next morning I was in bed reading a comic, my pull-up was well full but it felt nice on my willy and balls and I liked having a damp bottom, it made me feel really young.

I heard Mom chatting to Aunty Cath on the phone.

"Oh yes, I'm sure he would, John and I can pop to town, to sort his presents out."

She came into my room and told me that Billy had asked if I wanted to play, Dan was looking after him but he had to get some school stuff done.

"Brilliant," I said.

"I bet you need a bath and we can have some breakfast before we drop you off. She pulled the bed covers off and gave me a big raspberry on my tummy, which had me squirming and giggling."

"Oh Paul, you shouldn't just lie in bed with a full pull-up, you will get all sore." She whisked it down in a flash, "Yes, look," she said, "your bottom is all red."

"Sorry Mom, are you cross?"

"No you silly munchkin, but next time I will be and then you will have a really red bottom," as she was picking me up and giving me another raspberry on my neck. I just wrapped my arms and legs around her and gave her a big hug.

"Come on then, let's get you in the bath."

I called Milly before we left, we both said we couldn't wait to see each other. I told her I was going to play with Billy.

She giggled and whispered, "Do you think you will be rude with each other? I won't mind if you do, but I want to hear all about it."

"Ok," I giggled back.

We pulled up at the Moorcroft's and Billy scampered out shouting, "HI, Paul," but I couldn't jump out because I had to wait for Mom to undo my buckles of the new car seat she had got for me. She opened the car door and told me I looked really cute buckled in.

"Oh, come on Mom, there is no time for all that," I said a bit crossly.

"Watch it cheeky, do want a smack in front of Billy," but then gave me a tickle on my belly which had me squirming and laughing. Out I jumped and Billy gave me a big hug.

I waved Mom and Dad off and went in.

"Shall we watch Laurel and Hardy," said Billy, "it's just started."

"Cool, I love Laurel and Hardy," so we sat on the settee together and were laughing our heads off in no time. I looked at Billy, I didn't feel one bit older than him. I was so happy being 10. Dan appeared after a bit and sat and watched with us. When the programme ended, Billy whispered in Dan's ear.

"Ok then, you tell him."

"Ok Paul," he said. "Me and Dan have been chatting about what to get for your birthday. We couldn't think of anything so we haven't bothered," and burst out laughing at his own joke. "No really, Dan and I have asked you over, to give it to you today."

"What is it?"

"Well Dan and I thought, just as a special treat, we would play with you together."

"Play what?"

Billy just shook his head, "Paul you are thick sometimes, you know, PLAY!"

"Oh, I see," breaking into a big grin, my tummy did a funny swirl and I felt my balls go tight.

"That sounds like a brilliant present, I'm ready when you are."

They sat either side of me on the settee.

"Ok, it's your present, what shall we do?"

I thought for a bit, I was excited.

"I want you two to be really rude and do what you want with me."

"Right," said Dan, "I can't wait to get you gorgeous little sexy boys both naked."

He knelt down in front of us and undid our shoes and then peeled my socks off and rubbed and sniffed my feet.

"Ok Billy," he said, "I am going to have my first play with yours."

He slowly rolled his socks off and buried his nose under his toes, "Oh they are lovely." Billy giggled.

"Four of the most lovely soft little feet ever, just for me," and he licked all of them. Billy and I were gasping and both scrunching and flexing our toes.

"We want them well coated in spunk later," I croaked.

Billy and I put our arms round each other, we had a kiss and then a good snog, both using our tongues deep in each other's mouth. Dan rubbed up and down our smooth hairless legs and then buried his face into each of our groins over our shorts, inhaling deeply.

"You both smell so sweet, but sexy as well."

He undid the top of my shorts and pulled down the zip, he did the same to Billy, we were panting but carried on snogging. He got us both out of our shorts and tucked a finger under each of the elastic of our pants and gently had a feel of our balls, we were both squirming and drool was running down onto our t-shirts. He pulled us both towards him and stripped our shirts off. He sniffed our armpits and gave our nipples a lick with the tip of his tongue. We were both getting sweaty.

"Right, it's time for me to see these hard willies, I never seen yours hard Billy."

He took Billy's pants off first, "Wow Billy, that's impressive."

"It got bigger since holiday," I screeched in a high voice.

"I reckon you will be getting pubes as soon as you are 11," said Dan.

"Cool," said Billy, and I wasn't bothered. Dan gave it a few very gentle rubs up and down and then took it all into his mouth. It looked awesome, Billy had tossed his head back and was groaning loudly. Dan moved over to me despite Billy demanding him not to stop. He pulled my pants off, my willy looked small compared to Billy's.

"It's as lovely and cute as ever Paul," and he sucked all of it into his mouth, it was my turn to gasp. Dan stopped and stood up looking down over us, he was breathing heavily.

"What beautiful soft smooth little bodies. I am going to wank you off together, spread your legs wide and bring your knees up I want a full view of your little hairless ball bags and smooth bum holes."

Billy put one leg over mine and we splayed our legs as wide as possible. Dan started to wank us, watching our faces. He licked my balls then Billy's, all three of us were in heaven. I started to tremble and then went rigid as I started to cum, Billy soon followed as Dan wanked fast and hard. We were both squealing and thrusting our hard hairless willies into Dan's hand. We flopped down gasping.

"That was mega," I said hoarsely.

Billy and I both went back into a loving snog and gently felt our bodies, as did Dan.

Billy and I whispered, "Let's get Dan naked," we both dived on him and started pulling his clothes off, he didn't put up much of a fight. I got his shirt off and rubbed myself against his muscly chest as Dan took a firm grip on each of my bum cheeks. He pulled them apart and fingered my hole. Billy pulled his jeans down and grabbed his cock through his pants.

"Wow, its bigger than Tom's," and quickly got it out and pulled his pants off, we were all naked.

It was fantastic.

Billy was still holding the big cock, "It's no wonder you two haven't shagged. I'm not sure I will be able to take it."

"Are you two going to shag?" I asked.

"We might," said Dan, "we thought that you might want Billy to do you, and Billy said he wanted doing as well, so, we will see."

"I definitely want Billy to do me, I haven't been shagged since the holiday, and my bum hole is desperate for a good seeing too".

Dan fingered it harder.

"Come on Billy, let's give that cock and those big hairy balls the four feet treatment. We could do with some lube."

"It's in my bedside cupboard, in a wash bag," Dan told Billy, "bring the toys from it as well."

Billy dashed off upstairs.

"Are you enjoying your present?" Dan asked me.

"Yes, it's brilliant, I wasn't expecting it."

Billy came scampering back with the lube, the little vibrator we had on holiday and a big silver bullet.

"What's that?" I asked.

"Same as the little one, only bigger and its going up your bottom soon."

"Cool," I said, not sounding very confident.

Dan laughed, "Don't worry, I will make sure you will love it and then Billy will be able to do you really hard with his big willy."

"Anyway, come on, where's this four feet treatment, my balls are going to burst in a minute."

He sat in the middle of the settee and Billy rubbed the lube on his cock. We sat either side of him and both rested our feet on the top of his legs surrounding his cock. We wiggled a bit nearer and all four feet were pressed against it. We moved them slowly up and down, taking turns, to rub the bottom of our toes around his greasy purple knob.

I moved one foot up to his mouth, he grabbed and slobbered over it licking hard between my toes. His cock was starting to leak and I could feel throbbing and twitching. I put my foot back and Billy offered his to Dan's mouth. He put nearly all of it in and sucked on it hard.

"Boys, this is brilliant," panted Dan.

His balls started to retract. "He's going to cum soon!" exclaimed Billy.

"Come on Dan, smother our feet in spunk."

Billy and I were grinding our slimy feet squeezing his cock hard, his knob was massive and dark purple.

"Come on Dan, spurt your spunk."

"I'm coming," he yelled and a jet of spunk flew straight up and landed with a splat on our feet .

We mashed them against his cock as more spunk came out. Dan grabbed the feet and he shagged in between them forcing out the final thick globs. He sagged back into the settee completely drained.

"I know what I want for my birthday," he gasped out.

Once we all had got our breath back, Dan got a wet wipe and lovingly got us spunk free.

"Right then, birthday boy, Billy and I are going to give you a good doing now. Your little bum hole is getting the full treatment. Lie down on the settee. Let's lube him up Billy!"

They both put big blobs of lube on their hands and on my balls and bum hole. My willy was stiff and twitching and my feet were scrunching. They both rubbed all around my groin, squeezing my tight hairless ball bag, fingering my bum hole and gently pulled my skin back and wanking me. Dan got the little toy and got it buzzing and rubbed that all around, I was writhing. Dan put it against my hole and gently but firmly pushed until it popped in. Billy got the big toy buzzing and rubbed it all over my willy and balls. He then knelt down and sucked my willy as deep as he could. Dan put his thumbs either side of my ball bag and squeezed and stretched it. I started to spasm and then went rigid as I had a massive cum. Billy released my willy, but toyed with me again.

"I think he's ready Billy," and pulled the little toy out and Billy put the big one against my hole.

"No please," I shouted, "it's too big." My willy went little and soft.

"Don't worry, it won't hurt," said Dan and he knelt down and kissed and snogged me.

Billy gently pushed and it just slid in easily but it was stinging. I arched up as he started shagging me with it, my willy went stiff again.

"Oh god, it's brilliant!" I screeched.

Dan sat on the settee, sat me on his lap, and pulled my knees up high and wide. Billy pushed the big toy right up into my bottom. Dan held it in and used the little toy around my balls and groin. I was writhing and pushing myself against the toys. Billy lubed up his rock hard willy, it was looking big and his knob was dark purple, in fact it was looking like a cock.

"Do him now Billy, be gentle."

"Be a good little boy Paul," Dan said gently, letting the big toy slide out.

"Open your bottom for Billy, you know you want it in you."

"Ok little bro," said Billy, "I am now going to put the tip of my cock against your bum hole and then I will be penetrating your little hairless body."

I was very scared and nervous but wanted so much to let him do me, my bum hole was relaxed from all the toying and very greasy. He started to gently push, Dan lowered my knees but spread my legs wider and was rubbing his hands up and down them. Billy looked me in the eyes and increased the pressure.

"Come on Paul, be a good little bro and let my cock into your bottom, you know you want a good hard shagging!"

His knob went in about an inch. It was really stinging and felt so much bigger than on holiday.

"I can't take it, it's got too big," I pleaded.

But Billy just lent forwards, "Yes you can little bro, come on open your bottom and let me put it in you." I was whining but so wanted it and then it all just slid in until I could feel his hairless balls against my bottom

We both gave out gasped yesses.

"He is all the way in you Paul, you are a really good little boy."

"Yes Billy," I gasped, "keep it all in it's lovely." He just kept it there and Dan rubbed my willy and gently pinched my nipples.

"Billy do me, do me!"

He started to pump me very slowly with long strokes it felt so good

We both started to groan and we were both drooling, my willy went really stiff and Dan started to wank it with his finger and thumb.

"Look at your lovely willy and hairless balls, you are such a cute little lad. Let your big bro really shag you now."

Billy's willy got bigger and harder as he came nearly all the way out and slowly right back in.

"I am going to do you hard now, Paul," and he started thrusting.

Dan wanked me faster. Billy took hold of the back of my calves and pushed my legs back. His groin was slapping against my bottom.

"I'm cumming," he strained out and then went harder and faster, Dan was pulling my skin up and down over my hard purple knob. We both spasmed and my bum hole was clenching round Billy's willy as we both screeched out huge cums. Billy collapsed on top of me and we all hugged, panting and sweaty.

It took a while for us to recover.

"Thanks for a brilliant birthday present and I loved you both calling me a good little boy. I felt so young and happy."

"I am about shattered Billy, do you really need me to do you now?"

"No," he said, "that was all brilliant, but I have had two massive cums, so I have had enough for one day."

"Tell you what then, just for a once only, when the time is right and if you want, you can sneak into my room and I will give you a good seeing too."

"Brilliant."

"Ok, who is up for a snack and a drink? I will take the toys and lube and put them away first and get dressed before they get back, I suppose you two are staying naked?"

We giggled, "Of course, anyway we can go in the pool after our snack."

"Fair enough, Paul come upstairs though and I will put some cream on your bum hole. Billy tidy the cushions up."

Dan picked me up to go upstairs and I wrapped my arms and legs around him. I wouldn't let go, so he put the cream on like that, it was lovely.

After our snack we all got in the pool and had a great time.

"Ok boys, I've had enough," said Dan, "I'm going for a shower and to tidy the kitchen before the grown-ups get back."

Dan had his shower and was wiping round, just in a pair of beach shorts, when they all got back.

"Crikey," said John, "you're looking fit Dan."

"Cheers," he replied, going a bit red.

"The boys been ok?"

"Yes, fine. They have been out there in the pool for ages, I'd had enough."

"They are not in the pool now," said Jean, "they are up to something by the barbecue."

"They are messing about with matches," said Cath.

"And the ruddy firelighter spray," said Ken.

Cath and Jean rushed out shouting, "Put that down this instant!"

The boys both jumped and threw down the matches and spray, knowing they were in big trouble.

"Oh dear, I think there are going to be two very sore little bottoms," said John.

"Yes," said Ken, "come on you two, let's grab a beer each and leave them to it."

"Good idea," they both said and they all quickly retreated to the living room.

"Right, you two," said Aunty Cath, with her face right in front of ours, "what the hell do you think you were playing at?"

"We were only playing," said Billy.

"What, with matches and firelighter spray?" asked Mom, also right in our faces, "you both know very well that is really dangerous and that you aren't allowed to touch them!"

"Yes," added Aunty Cath, "I can't believe how silly and stupid you were being."

"As far as I am concerned Cath," said Mom, "they were just being downright naughty, I am so cross Paul Stanyer! You are getting a very hard spanking on your bare bottom!"

"And most certainly, so are you Billy Moorcroft."

We were both grabbed by the wrist and hauled down the garden, already bawling and pleading "No mommy, please."

"Get here now!" Mom shouted, roughly pulling me to stand facing her. She put her arm around my back, clamping me under my armpits, bending me over and clamped me between her legs. My soft wet bottom was at her mercy.

I was crying and screaming "No mommy."

Aunty Cath sat on the bench and dragged Billy in between her legs, she clamped his legs with hers, put her arm round his back and bent him over. His bare bottom was fully on show.

"How many Jean?" asked Cath.

"Well, Paul is getting six really hard ones."

"No mommy please, I'm sorry," I screamed and sobbed.

"You are both lucky only to get six," said Aunty Cath.

At that, Mom put her hand on my bottom, "You are a very naughty boy."

I felt her arm move up really high, I was squeezing my bum cheeks and trying to move away but then her hand came crashing back down on to my bottom. I wailed out in pain.

"There you are, that's what naughty boys get for being stupid with matches!"

The pain shot right down to my feet.

My next five were just as hard, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK. My bottom was on fire. I was wailing, coughing, choking on my tears and snot was coming out of my nose.

I could hear Billy screaming in pain as a final spank cracked across his bottom.

Again, we were grabbed by one wrist, which both moms held high in the air, I was bawling and doing a sort of toddlers tantrum on my tip toes. We were hauled into the house and made to stand with our noses against the cupboard and with our hands on our head, as we were both wailing, sobbing, sniveling and coughing.

I heard the Moms talking and saying yes.

"Right, you two upstairs, you are getting your pull-ups on and you can both go to bed for an hour. If we hear one peep, you will get another dose."

We were frog marched upstairs, our pull-ups were yanked on and we were both bundled into Billy's bed.

"We are leaving the door open so don't think we will not hear anything."

We were both just still sobbing.

"I need a gin," said Cath.

"Me too," said Jean, "a large one."

"All sorted girls?" asked Ken.

"Yes, thanks! Get two gins sorted love. Honestly, can you believe they were doing that? They could have got really badly burnt. They both certainly know now that it was stupid and naughty. Anyway, weren't we having a lovely afternoon?"

They soon were having a nice chat and deciding whether to have Chinese or Indian.

Billy and I were sobbing quietly and sucking our thumbs. My bottom was really hot, sore and throbbing. Wee just started coming out of my willy and filled my pull-up, I felt it run all round my balls and down my bum crack. Billy put his arm round me and we cuddled up and went to sleep.

We were woken up by our Moms.

"We have Chinese on the way, do you two want some?"

We both nodded, not wanting to look if they were still cross.

"Have you used your pull-ups?"

"I have, mommy," I said in a little snivelly voice.

"Mine's dry," said Billy.

"You use the big bathroom, Jean, I can sort Billy out in the bedroom."

Mom sat on the bathroom seat, pulled me towards her and took my pull-up off. She gave me a rub over with a wet wipe and sat me on her lap. My bottom was very sore and throbbing. She put her arms around me.

"Now then Paul, do you understand why I gave you such a hard spanking?"

"Yes Mom," I said, starting to cry again. "We were being really stupid."

"Yes, you were, you knew you were being naughty and you could have badly injured each other. Do you promise never to do something like that again?"

"Yes Mom," I said through my sobs, "I am really sorry."

"I know you are, but you know I really love you," and she hugged and kissed me, and I buried my head into her shoulder and I hugged her back.

"Now then, you know you did wrong, you have had a hard spanking, got a very sore bottom and have said sorry so it's all sorted. I will rub some cream into your little soft cheeks and get you dressed. We need to get downstairs before the greedy men eat all the Chinese."

When I got downstairs, I just got on Dad's lap and said sorry for being stupid. He put is arms round me, hugged and asked me, "It's all sorted though now, isn't it?"

I nodded, put my head against his shoulder and sucked my thumb.

Once we had eaten the Chinese, everybody was happy again and we went home telling each other we would see them on Saturday.

Chapter 23

Next morning as I was lying in bed, I had wet my pull-up again, but took it off and gave myself a wipe. I didn't want to give Mom another reason to be cross. I had a feel of my bum cheeks, they were still quite hot. I thought, I never want a spanking like that again! I also gave my bum hole a finger and was relieved it felt like normal. I thought about Billy shagging me and Dan saying all those nice things, it was lovely. I will tell Milly all about it, sounds like she loves hearing about rude stuff.

I was chatting to Teddy when Mom came in.

"Hello munchkin, what are you telling Teddy?"

"I told him it's my birthday tomorrow, that I will be getting lots of presents and all my friends are coming for a barbecue."

"Oh well, sorry chick, because you were so naughty yesterday I have taken all the presents back to the shop and cancelled your party."

I looked at her, my eyes scrunched shut and a tear ran down my cheek.

"Oh Paul, you silly boy, I'm sorry, I was only making a joke." She lay on the bed with me, gave me a big hug and kissed my forehead.

"I love you, Mom."

"I love you to, you lovely little munchkin."

She put her hand under the covers to feel if my pull-up was full but ended up grabbing my willy and balls.

We both giggled, "Sorry chick, I didn't know you were naked."

"I had got a wet pull-up, so I took it off, I didn't want to make you cross again."

"Good boy, I won't be cross really, I only want to stop you making your lovely soft skin sore."

"Can I ask you something?" she said.

"Yes, Mom."

"I noticed yesterday that Billy is starting to get to be a big boy if you know what I mean. How does that make you feel with you still being little?"

"Yes, I know what you mean Mom, his willy is bigger than it was on holiday. Dan said yesterday that he thought Billy would be getting hairs quite soon as your willy getting bigger is the first sign. I'm not bothered really, because I am so happy being treated like a little boy, because I have got no hairs and a little willy, even though I'm 15 tomorrow. I only think it will be sad if he can't play naked in the pool or on the beach with me next year."

"Well," said Mom, "I don't want you to worry about it, we can cross that bridge when we get to it, we all know it's the right thing to do at the moment and I am sure you will get some hairs soon enough. Come on let's get you in the bath, so I can give my lovely little lad a nice soapy wash, we wouldn't be able to enjoy that if you were a hairy boy."

Mom was sponging me in the bath when Dad came in, "Ooh, that looks like a well-spanked bottom."

"It is Dad, but I deserved it and Mom was right to spank me really hard. I promise I will never mess about like that again."

"Good lad," and he cupped my face in both hands and kissed the top of my head. I did it back to him but with loads of bubbles on my hands.

"You look like Grandad," and we all laughed.

"Talking of Grandad," Mom said, "I'm not sure about you, Milly and Billy all running about the garden in the nuddy. What do think the old uns would make of it?"

"Do you know love, I think they would be ok," said Dad. "Grandad has told me a few stories about when he was a kid, they played outside naked quite a lot as most of them didn't have trunks and stuff. I'm sure they wouldn't want to spoil the fun."

"Oh well, we will see. Knowing you three, there will no stopping you all stripping off anyway. The weather forecast is great for tomorrow but they reckon that might be the end of it. Anyway this waters getting cold, can you wash his hair John and I will get some breakfast on. If you can both keep most of the water in the bath that would be nice."

Mom still had to come back upstairs hearing a load of splashing and commotion. I was screaming and laughing when Dad just tried to rinse my hair by holding me upside down by my ankles and dunking me in the water. The floor was soaked.

"John Stanyer, just look at this mess!"

"Mommy, he was only playing," in my best cute voice and sweet smile, I jumped out of the bath and gave her a hug.

"Don't be cross Mom, please."

She looked down at me and then at Dad, "Oh, what's the point!" And we all burst out laughing and had a hug together.

In the evening we were sat watching telly, I was cuddled up to Mom, I was just day dreaming. I had a great day, Mom and Dad have definitely forgotten I am 15 tomorrow, they just treat me like a little boy, everything that I wanted when I was so unhappy just a few weeks ago. I get my face wiped and my bottom for that matter, I get bathed, pull-ups are seen as normal, I never get told to act my age and if I'm naughty it's a smack or a spank because that's what little boys understand. I get loads of hugs and tucked into bed at night with my night light on. I am just expected to be a 10 year old and Mom and Dad just think it's the way it should be. I am so lucky and I love them. I had telephoned Milly and we chatted for ages, I will be able to see her everyday soon. I love her too.

"Are you getting a bit sleepy?" Mom asked gently rubbing my cheeks, "Do you want an early night, you have got a big day tomorrow?"

"Really?" asked Dad, "I thought it had been cancelled for being so naughty."

"Mom's already told that joke Dad, it made me cry."

"Oh sorry," and he shrunk down into his chair.

Mom and I giggled.

"Yes Mom, I am feeling sleepy."

"Come on then, up we go, you are a good boy for never moaning about bedtime. "

She carried me up and laid me on the bed.

"You know you are making me and Dad really happy as well don't you? Life is such fun with you and you are so cute." She took my shirt off and gave me a raspberry on my chest. I giggled. She got me naked and held my legs up and rubbed some cream on my bottom.

Ooh I did spank him hard, his little bottom has still got big red blotches, Jean! she said to herself. He deserved it and it was the right thing to do!

And then she spread them out and rubbed talc on my willy, which was very soft and little and my tight hairless ball bag.

"Ooh what a lovely little body, it's so nice that you like being you, some children just want to get old as soon as possible."

She slipped my pull-up on and tucked me in with Teddy.

"Mom, is Milly allowed to sleep over after my party?"

"I think if you are both good, us Moms might think about it," she gave me a big smile. "Nighty night lovely."

I was so happy, I cuddled Teddy really tight and went straight to sleep.

Chapter 24

The big day had finally arrived. Mom and Dad were in my room watching me, I was still sound asleep, sucking my thumb holding on to my teddy.

"We are so lucky Jean, who could wish for a more lovely little lad?"

"I know John, but we should be proud of how we have handled it. If we had just carried on expecting him to behave like a 15 year old, I think he would have been so unhappy and so would we. As it is, I don't think any of us have ever been so happy, as we are now."

"I think you are right love," and hugged her. "I wish he would wake up now though, he sleeps forever these days and I can't wait for him to see his presents."

I eventually started to come round. I did a big wee in my pull-up, while I was still not with it and I gave my thumb a hard suck while it came out. I saw Mom and Dad and gave them a big smile.

"Happy birthday cutie chops"

I jumped out of bed but had to waddle to them, my pull-up was sopping and dangling between my legs. They both laughed.

"Let's get you out of that."

Mom gave me a good wipe round and then we all had a hug.

"I'm thirsty Mom."

"Ok, let's go downstairs, I will get you a drink and then there might be something nice in the living room."

Dad carried me down and there was a pile of presents. I had great fun opening them, my favourites were Scalextric and Meccano. I also got some more Lego, an airfix kit, a big tin of sweets, which Mom took off me as soon as I got the paper off.

"You are not going to make yourself feel sick, eating too many of them this morning."

Mom did pancakes for breakfast, but would not let me do my own syrup. I was happy about her being in charge of the sweets and syrup, it still meant they were going to treat me as a little lad.

"Right then you two," said Mom, "the garden needs sorting out, the pool needs cleaning and the barbecue has to be ready."

"Oh Mom, me and Dad were going to get the Scalextric set up."

"If you both think you are leaving everything to me, you can think again, anyway, you will have fun working together. Put some old clothes on him John, he can't be naked all day."

We both trooped off, but Mom was right, we had loads of fun sorting it all out, though Dad did have to fish me out of the pool, when I fell in scooping leaves off the water.

He carried me into the kitchen soaking wet and still coughing up water.

"Someone has had a bit of a mishap."

"Oh Paul," said Mom laughing.

"It's not funny," I said, but then burst out laughing myself.

Mom got me stripped off and gave me a rub with the kitchen towel.

"Go and have a play with your new toys, but it won't be long before people start arriving. So, I will take you up for a wash and get you dressed in a bit."

"Ok Mom," and I scampered off to have a look at all my new stuff, I wanted to set up the Scalextric with Dad, so I put it in the cupboard. I had a read of the Scorcher annual, my favourite story was Nipper Lawrence, he was young and little like me.

Mom took me upstairs and bundled me in the shower, as there was no time for a bath. I wanted to wear my new Wombles t-shirt, but Mom preferred some boring smart one. I won after a bit of cutie pie stuff.

"Now then love, please spend some time with the nans and grandads and make sure you introduce Billy and Milly to them, they haven't met them yet. And you can open everybody's presents just before we eat.

"Try and eat nicely, you don't want barbecue sauce all down your new shirt do you?" She looked down at me and sighed, "I have just wasted my breath, I will bring another shirt down!"

I giggled, "Oh Mom, don't fuss, anyway by the time the foods ready I will have no clothes on."

"Well, make sure Milly is ok with that, she might be shy and not want to be naked in front of her Dad or your Grandads."

"Ok Mom I will, I don't want to upset her."

Mom laughed, "Ooh, the doting boyfriend!"

Before I could get her back, the door bell rang and I scampered downstairs to let them in. All the Nans and Grandads arrived first and there were loads of hugs and kisses, and plenty of presents and cards.

Then Milly arrived, looking really cute, I thought. She gave me a present but whispered, "I'm going to give you a better present later on."

My Dad went straight to Milly's Dad, "Hi Terry, it's been ages, great to see you, fancy a beer?"

"Is the Pope Catholic," he replied, "it will be great to catch up on the cricket club."

He looked at me. "So!" he said sternly, "you are Paul then!" He had a scary look and his hands on his hips.

"Yes," I said in a very little voice looking up at him

"And," he added, "you have been swimming naked with my daughter!"

"Yes," I said in an even littler voice starting to well up.

"Oh Terry," said Jane, "don't be so horrid."

"Yes Daddy," said Milly giving me a hug.

He bent down and picked me up, "I'm sorry, don't get upset, only teasing you matey, thank you for making Milly so happy, she talks about you all the time and I can see why, you look like a lovely little chap."

Then the Moorcrofts arrived, Billy was as hyper as ever until Aunty Cath took him to one-side, no doubt a smack or two were threatened, because he soon calmed down.

"I've got you a great present," said Tom, "some matches and firelighter fluid."

"Oh very funny," I said.

"That's a rubbish joke," said Billy.

Aunty Cath just said, "Tom Moorcroft!"

Tom just grimaced and made a sharp exit.

We all went in the garden, just chatted and had drinks and snacks, the Dads and Grandads were straight on the beer and talked cricket. The Moms and Nans were doing foodstuff and talking about schools and us kids.

After a while Billy said, "Are we going in the pool or what?"

"Yes," said Milly.

We went to our Moms and asked if we were allowed.

"Yes, you have got half an hour before the food's ready."

"I will get your swimsuit Milly," said Jane.

"What for?" she asked looking at Billy and I "Do I need it?"

"Our Moms thought you might be shy about being naked today."

"Oh did they!" She pulled her shorts and pants off and then her shirt and stood there naked.

"Are you two just going stand there or what?"

We were naked in a flash and we all dashed to the pool.

Nanny Edna said to Jean, "It is Paul's 15th birthday? He just looks so young and little."

"Yes Edna, I know, he's a bit of a late starter."

"Well, how old is Billy then?"

"He's 10."

"And the little girl is his friend?"

"No, Milly is 15 and is Paul's friend."

"Well, I never," said Edna, "I would put my life savings on them all being 10 or 11."

"You are not the only one, love."

"Still, they all seem very happy, so good luck to them. I remember going swimming naked. It was great fun."

The twins were doing the barbecue and shouted that it was all ready. I sat in between Billy and Milly and opposite the nans and grandads. We had a great time they asked us how we are friends, about our new school and why we played with no clothes on and they thought that Billy was the oldest.

"Yes," said Billy, "I have to make sure they are not naughty."

"Yes Billy," I said, "that's why we both got the hardest spanking ever the other day, so you are rubbish at that job!"

Milly whispered, "I thought your bottoms looked a bit sore, tell me what happened later, I like to hear about spankings, I've got plenty of my own to tell."

A bit later Billy whispered, "How is your bum hole? I loved doing you."

"It's fine, I loved opening my bottom for you and having your cock sliding into me. I want big bro to give me a good doing more often," looking into his eyes and rubbing his cock under the table, he was fully hard.

"Stop it Paul!" he gasped, I giggled.

Once we were all stuffed, I was allowed to open my presents. I had a cool watch, a cricket set, a football, loads of sweets and some money.

Milly whispered, "Dan has given me a present for the both of us, but we can't open it until we are in bed. I've put it under your pillow. I can't wait to get you on my own," and kissed me on the cheek.

"Everybody quiet!" shouted Dad, at which a big cake appeared and everybody started singing happy birthday.

"Three cheers for the cutest, littlest, most lovely 15 year old in England."

Mom had put 11 candles on one side and 4 on the other, that made me so happy. I blew out the 4 first and just looked at the 11 and started crying. Milly gave my hand a squeeze and Billy put his arm around me.

It all went quiet, "What's the matter munchkin?" asked Mom.

"Nothing," I said, wiping my eyes and puffing my cheeks. "I am just the happiest boy ever and blew out all the others." Everybody clapped and cheered.

All the Dads got drunk and Dad and Terry got in the pool with us.

Eventually people went home.

Milly's Mom brought a bag in and said, "I guess you are staying the night, be a good girl and see you in the morning."

We both played with my new toys and then ate snacks and sweets cuddled up together on the settee.

Milly yawned, "I think I'm feeling tired Aunty Jean."

"I'm not surprised love, how about birthday boy? It's been a long day."

"Yes Mom, I am too."

"Oh, you are both so good. Come on then, let's get you sorted."

She gave us both a rub over with some lotion and talc and put our pull-ups on. We jumped into bed and she gave us both a kiss. "See you in the morning cuties."

Chapter 25

"Are you really tired?" asked Milly.

"Yes, I'm shattered, nighty night!" and I lay really still, but couldn't hold my giggles though.

"Paul Stanyer, you are horrid sometimes, horrid but funny," and started laughing.

I put my arms round her and gave her a long deep snog.

"I love you Milly and I hate being in bed without you."

"I'm the same, can I give you my present, I just wanted it to be us together when you opened it?"

She gave me a little wrapped box, I opened it and there were two woven strips with strings on.

"They are friendship bangles, we put them on each other and we never take them off, so that we are always together even when we aren't. I helped Mom make them, when we put them on, we have to make a wish."

We tied them on each other.

"I love it Milly," and then had a big snog.

"Shall we open Dan's?" I nodded. It was a big silver bullet.

"What is it?" asked Milly.

"It's called a vibrator and you rub it round your rude bits and put it inside. It feels really good, Billy used one on me yesterday."

"You did play rude with him, then?"

"Yes," I said, a bit guiltily.

"Paul, I want you to have fun with him if you want but promise me you will never have fun with another girl."

"I would hate myself forever Milly, if I did that"

"Well anyway, I was rude with my cousin again yesterday, but I would never do anything with another boy because I love you."

"Anyway, I am going give you a real good finish to your birthday."

She put her tongue deep into my mouth and pushed her hand into my pull-up. My willy was soft and she squeezed it between her thumb and forefinger.

"I love your little hairless willy, it was made for my little fanny."

It soon got hard and she moved her hand further in and massaged my balls, she licked down my neck and then sucked on my nipples, I was gasping already. She looked up into my eyes, pushed further into my pull-up, and fingered my bum hole for the first time. I groaned it was so lovely. She got my pull-up down and I spread my legs. She kept fingering me and then went down on my hard willy sucking it all into her mouth. My whole body was tingling, my feet were scrunched tightly, I couldn't last any longer and my body spasmed and I had a hard cum.

"Was that nice?" she asked, giving me little kisses.

"Mega," I gasped out and she carried on kissing and stroking me.

"You recovered?" she asked, I nodded.

"Ok, your choice now," she said.

I sat up with my back against the headboard.

"Lie between my legs and put your feet on my shoulders."

She wiggled into position and I pulled her pull-up off, her fanny was against my balls and her lovely smooth legs were pressed to my body, it felt gorgeous and I went hard again. I got hold of one little soft foot and set about licking, sniffing and sucking every inch. I licked between her toes really hard, she was writhing and gasping. I did the same to the other foot.

"Paul, make me cum now, I'm desperate."

I pulled her upwards until her bum hole and fanny were in front of my face. I put the tip of my tongue on her little bum hole and she jerked.

"Oh my god, you are going to lick me there," and she dropped her knees down and spread them, which held her bum cheeks wide open. I started licking sloppily and she was gripping on to the bed. I then used my thumb to gently rub her clit. She grabbed her own ankles and pulled them down.

"Do it harder."

Her fanny was leaking juice and then she went rigid, her head came up between her knees, her mouth opened wide and she had an almighty cum. She just flopped and I had to help her back down on to the bed.

I lay flat and she draped herself over me, she was still panting.

"Paul, that was my hardest cum ever!" We gently snogged and I rubbed her bum cheeks, they were so soft.

"Do you want to try Dan's present, or just make love? I asked stroking her hair.

"Let's just make lovely gentle love, we have both had massive cums, we can save it for next time. I just want your lovely hard willy inside me."

She put her leg over me and moved her fanny to the tip of my willy. We both wriggled around a bit, then she pushed down, and I was inside her. We both gave a little gasp. We slowly made love, kissing and feeling. I slowly moved my hand over her bottom and then put a fingertip on her wet bum hole. She pushed against it and squeezed her fanny around my willy. She went up and down.

"Oh yes Paul, she gargled."

She rolled over and got me on top, she wrapped her legs tightly around me as I kept on gently shagging.

"Paul, I love you so much, make me cum now!" and I shagged harder, then she found my bum hole with a finger and pulled me hard into her.

"Do it hard now," and she pushed her finger into me and I hammered my willy into her fanny, we both spasmed and hung on to each other as I shagged as hard as I could.Then we both went rigid and came together. We stayed locked together, with me inside her, it was magnificent.

When my willy went soft I put our pull-ups on and held her tightly. She grabbed my hand and put it in her pull-up and she did a big wee, which ran through my fingers, while I gently massaged her fanny. We fell asleep totally happy and in love.

Jean popped her head round the door on the way to bed. John come and see, he looked in. They were locked together, noses touching, both spark out. I think that's the cutest thing I've ever seen.

Chapter 26

I woke up, I could hear rain against the window, I'd forgotten what it sounded like. Milly was sound asleep draped over me, I took my hand out of her pull-up, enjoying the feel of her smooth fanny. I looked at my bangle, I would never take it off, it was the best present ever. I heard Mom on the phone.

"They are both spark out Jane, they can have a lazy day here if you want, they are no trouble, you have a lazy day too, yes tea-time will be fine."

"Is he, haha, John isn't to good either, mind you, we can't talk, can we."

"Yes it was a lovely day, aren't all the kids lovely together, my mom, yes Edna, she thought they were the cutest bunch ever. When he was blowing out his candles, I know I was fighting back the tears too, did you see Milly holding his hand and Billy with his arm round him."

"Anyway, you will set me off in a minute, see you later."

She came upstairs and looked in, I gave her a big smile, but put my finger to my lips. I showed her my bangle.

"Oh, is that from Milly?" she whispered, "how lovely. You give me a shout when you are ready to get up, I have told Milly's mom that you can have a nice lazy day together."

I just lay back and was so happy. I loved being in bed with Milly, her naked body on mine. I kept really still as I did not want it to end. I would have to find a good place to hide the silver bullet, being 10, sorry 11, is great, but Moms look everywhere.

Milly started to wake up. She opened her eyes drowsily, but then smiled and just snuggled up more and went back to sleep. I popped my thumb in my mouth and dropped off myself.

We had both woken up but neither of us moved, just enjoying being snuggled up together.

I heard Dad groaning, "I'm not drinking for a month."

Milly giggled, "My Dad's always saying that."

"You were great last night," she whispered.

"So were you," I replied, "we are perfect together."

We were cuddling when Mom came in again.

"Hello you two, you have had a lovely long sleep, shall I put you in the bath?"

We both nodded.

She went to run the bath, I hid the bullet in my box of nick-nacks until I could think of somewhere better.

"I'm looking forward to that being in me, you better be gentle though."

"I will," and kissed her nose.

We waddled into the bathroom and Mom gave us both a lovely bath.

"I've spoken to your Mom Milly, everybody is having a lazy day, they will fetch you back at tea-time if you like."

"Oh thank you Aunty Jean, I so wanted to spend the day with Paul."

"Is that ok with you Paul?" she asked me.

"Doesn't look like I've got much of a choice," looking down at the bath water, but I burst out laughing, "Don't be daft Milly, course it is."

Milly burst out laughing as well, "You are horrid Paul Stanyer," and rubbed loads of bubbles into my hair.

Mom was laughing as well as she dried us off, "You two are made for each other. I've cooked some bacon and sausage, are you putting some clothes on for a change?"

"I'm happy naked," I said.

"Me too," said Milly.

We dashed downstairs and helped each other onto the kitchen stools. Dad was there looking a bit rough.

"You ok, Dad?" I said really loudly on purpose.

"Yes son, great. Hello Milly. Do you two ever wear any clothes?"

"No, we can't be bothered Dad," just as loud.

"Ooh Paul, stop it, my head is pounding."

Milly giggled, "Are Dads all the same?"

She put on this fake deep voice and was holding her head in her hands, "Ooh Jane, I'm never drinking again, I must have had a bad pint, that vindaloo must have been a scabby dog."

I joined in, "It's that Terry's fault, he insisted on us having a couple of scotches and god knows what was in that kebab."

Milly and I were crying with laughter, so was Mom.

"There you go love," Mom said to Dad, "just see what a good influence you boozy lot are on the kids. Anyway, do you fancy making the scrambled eggs?"

Dad went a bit greyer.

"No Mom, Dad's scrambled eggs are rubbish, they are all rubbery, yours are lovely."

"Ok Hun, I'll make them.Do you like scrambled Milly?"

"Yes please, I only don't like poached."

"I'll get you two back," whispered Dad, that just set us off laughing again.

We had a fun breakfast talking about my party, Dad started to perk up after a second mug of coffee.

"Who wants some toast and marmalade?"

"Yes please," we all said.

"Milly, can you be in charge of the marmalade? Paul is barred, he gets it everywhere."

"Ok Aunty Jean," and she made a big fuss about doing it and made a big show about getting a wet wipe ready.

"Oh very funny," I said. Mom and dad were laughing this time.

I still managed to get it down my front when my toast broke in half.

"See, it was a good job I got the wet wipe ready," said Milly.

"What a messy boy," she said as she wiped me and a gave me quick kiss.

"I loved it," giggled and went red.

Mom and Dad were smiling.

We were in my bedroom, playing with a compendium of games that one of the nans had bought me. We had played tiddly winks, draughts and now ludo and Dad had joined in. I think he just wanted to chat, he kept using the wrong counters and never knew when it was his go.

"So, you two seem very happy and cheeky for that matter!"

We both giggled.

"Well, I am Uncle John, I was really unhappy a few months ago, but now Mom treats me like a little girl and I have got a boyfriend who is just like me. It's fantastic and I am not bothered about looking so young, in fact I really like it.

"Boyfriend," said Dad.

Milly went red. I giggled.

"Oh, sorry love, I didn't mean to embarrass you, me and Aunty Jean thought you were in love anyway."

"We are Dad," we showed him our bangles.

"Well, I am really happy for you both, make sure you always look after each other and kiss and make up quickly when you have a fall out."

"We will!"

At that, Mom came in.

"Right then, as it's such a dull day, who fancies a roast dinner for a change?"

We all put our hands up.

"Great, now we have got to pop to the local shop, we won't be long, if you two want to stay here and play."

"What, on our own," I said, "how long will you be?"

"An hour at most, but if you are going to be scared and don't want to, you can come with us, but you can't come naked."

"What do you think, Milly?"

"Well, there is no way I would stay in, just by myself."

"Nor me."

"Well, have a think about it, we are not going just yet."

"What do you think, Milly?"

"I don't fancy being in the house on our own but," and she whispered close to my ear, "we could have a really rude play."

My willy and balls both jolted.

"Mom," I shouted, "we are ok, we can't be bothered getting dressed and we will look after each other."

Milly giggled

"Ok hunny buns, I'm sure you will be fine."

We were playing bingo when Mom came in, "Ok you two, you are sure you are ok on your own?"

"Yes Mom."

"Yes Aunty Jean."

"That's good, don't answer the door to anyone and stay in the house."

"We will."

"See you, then."

We heard the door shut behind them and we sat in silence.

I looked at my new watch, "We have got to be back to playing something by a quarter to twelve, just in case they rush back."

"Ok," said Milly, "let's get on with it then."

"We need something," I dashed to the bathroom and got the Vaseline. Then I got the silver bullet from my box.

"Ooh yes," said Milly, grabbing hold of it.

"When you said Billy used it on you, do you mean he put it in you?"

"Yes, after he had rubbed it round my willy and balls."

"So, do girls put it in their fanny or bum hole?"

"I dunno, whatever they fancy I suppose."

"Sounds fun," and we started snogging deeply.

"Let's do each other's feet, we can be as loud as we want."

We lay on the floor at each other's feet and really went at it sniffing, licking, slobbering and sucking. We were both gasping and groaning.

"This is brilliant Paul, I feel so free. Lie on your back she instructed."

She straddled me facing my feet and shuffled down and rubbed her fanny on my mouth, I started feeling her lovely soft body and licked using all my tongue.

She grabbed the silver bullet and started rubbing it round.

"You haven't switched it on, twist it at the bottom."

It started buzzing.

"Oh, I get it now, use it on me, I don't know what to do."

She lay on the floor and spread her legs really wide.

I gently rubbed it all around her fanny and down her legs and in between her bum cheeks.

"Oh my god it's fantastic!"

Her fanny went really juicy. My willy was rock hard.

She threw her head back and was groaning loudly, she suddenly rolled over and brought her knees up and spread them wide.

"Shag me now, Paul."

I got in between her legs, grabbed her hips and pushed my willy into her.

"Oh yessssss," she gasped, "do it hard!"

I pumped in and out, our hairless bodies were slapping against each other, her feet raised up and her toes scrunched up tightly and then she let out a massive long groan and juice came out of her fanny as she had a massive cum. She flopped flat.

"That was brilliant Paul," and we snogged and hugged tightly.

"I'm going to do you with it now!"

She straddled me again and started gently rubbing round and wanking me at the same time. I was writhing around, she got the Vaseline and smothered the bullet and then fingered me with a greasy finger.

"Do you want it in you?"

"Yes," I pleaded, "do it gently."

She got hold of my legs, pulled them up, and put my feet under her armpits, my bum hole was wide open. She put the tip of the bullet into the little crinkly hole and just held it there.

"Push it in, do me with it."

She gently pushed and pulled, it was an inch in, then she pushed more firmly and it slipped all the way in. I was bucking, I pulled my legs further back.

"Shag me with it!"

She pulled nearly out and then all back in. She managed to get hold of my knob and wanked it fast and hard. I just had a massive spasm, all my muscles seemed to be on fire, and I gave out a long strained scream in a huge cum. I let go of my feet and they crashed to the floor. She got off me and gently wiped the sweat off my face, and kissed my cheeks.

"I think this was more fun then shopping," she whispered. I laughed and we kissed and hugged.

"We've run out of time."

"Yes, never mind, you can put it in me next time, I can't wait."

We tidied up and gently gave each other a wipe round with wet wipes.

"Do our rude bits look ok? We both had a good look and they both looked normal.

We were playing connect 4 when Mom and Dad got back.

"All ok you two?"

"Yes thanks, can we have some sweets?"

"Ok, but just a few."

And we scampered downstairs to have a rummage in my birthday tin.

Chapter 27

Mom made a lovely dinner and we were all stuffed so all sat together watching the afternoon film. Milly and I didn't last 20 minutes and were both sound asleep, sucking our thumbs cuddled on the settee. Mom managed to put our pull-ups on and put a blanket round us.

Jane and Terry rang to say they were on their way and agreed it would be a good chance to have a talk about the kids as they were spark out. We were still spark out when they arrived.

They took a cup of tea into the dining room.

"Has she behaved herself?" asked Jane.

"Jane, she has been lovely, she had us in hysterics this morning doing impersonations of a hungover Dad, Paul joined in as well," John and Terry looked a bit sheepish.

"You were rough as well then this morning John?"

"I was and playing ruddy Ludo, didn't help much."

Jane and Jean didn't have any sympathy.

"Did you say Milly was shy?" John asked.

Jane smiled, "Why do you ask?"

"Well it's not every shy girl that gets herself stripped naked at a family party and then takes the mickey out of her boyfriend's Dad the day after she has first met him."

"Well," laughed Jane, "she has been terribly introverted the last couple of years and she had become very isolated. It has been getting better not going to school and being treated like a little girl again, but since she has been with Paul she has just bloomed. She's so happy and stress free, her nasty tantrums have all but disappeared. It's made things so much better at home."

"It's the same for us," said Jean, "Paul asked us the other day if we were just pretending to be happy for his sake. Well absolutely not, John and I said yesterday, how much we are enjoying life again, there is none of the stress that we had before. Paul loves the bangles she made."

"Oh, she had a lovely time making them and worked so hard on them. I was a bit worried that Paul would think it was a bit sissy."

"No not at all, he was so proud showing his to me and John. I think they put them on in a romantic moment after they had gone to bed."

They all laughed, "Oh, isn't it sweet, but that does have to make us think about what we discussed the other day, Jean."

The Dads looked non-plussed at each other, "What's that, then?"

The Moms rolled their eyes, "Well, about them being naked together all the time and sleeping and bathing together."

"Crikey," said John, "shall we go to the cricket club for a pint, Terry?"

"Good idea, mate."

"Sit down, the pair of you," said Jean, "we have got to talk about it."

"They're only little kids," said Terry, "really happy for the first time in ages, after all they have had to put up with from school and us for, that matter."

"I know Terry, but, do you want to explain Jane?"

"Ok, I'll have a try. Look, we know they are 10 year olds in body and in mind, in a lot of ways, but we do have to remember they are really 15. Because what they have been through and what they have in common, they have quickly become soulmates and developed a very special bond. Now they are bound to hit puberty in the next year or so, so and Jean and I think that bond will get stronger, because they will still be different to other kids their age. The difficult bit, is that it will not be like telling two real 10 year olds that it is time to have their own bed and not share a bath, they would just feel proud they are getting older and they are usually at that point where girls and boys don't like each other. Our two won't feel like that and will potentially feel isolated again, if we tell them they can't, but on the other hand, once they are in puberty… well, I haven't got to explain the obvious there."

"Well done Jane," said Jean, "that's got it spot on, Shall I get you boys a beer?"

"Yes please," they both said, looking a bit drained.

"Fancy a gin, Jane?"

"Love one, Jean."

They all took a long swig.

"So what are the options?" asked Jane. "We could stop it now, and when they have sleepovers from now on, they have to sleep and bath separately and wear clothes whilst they are together."

"That would put Milly back into her shell straightaway," said Terry, "and who knows what the long term effect of that would be."

"I agree," said Jane, "I can't imagine having that conversation with her or her reaction to it."

"Paul would not understand the reasoning," said Jean, "and would be back to not being able to be his happy little self again."

"Yes, I agree with that," said John. "I would feel that we would be saying to them, sorry you are not allowed to have fun and be happy, so we are putting a stop to it, so that you will be miserable again. There is no way I could ever think it would be the right thing to do."

"Ok then," said Jean, "we all agree that things stay the same at present."

"Let's fast forward 12 months, they are both 16, just about starting puberty. Milly starts her periods and Paul finds out what his willy is really for. They are still sleeping together because that's what they always do, and we have weened them both out of pull-ups."

"Crikey," said Terry, "I found Maths A level easier than this, and I failed that big time."

"Well," said Jane, "I'm going to be blunt and probably controversial. I have had a long think about it, read some stuff at the library and my view is that if we are in that position in 12 months time, or when puberty strikes, we put Milly on the pill."

Silence apart from long swigs of drink took over the room and everybody looked at Terry.

"Would the GP agree to that?" he asked.

"Well, probably not old Doc Brown, but there are clinics that support this approach. They probably won't have come across many kids like our two, but let's face it, the reasons for being on the pill are one and the same. A big plus is that our two would be in a stable relationship, with supportive families and we would be looking to do it in their best interests."

"Well," said Terry, "I would like to meet an expert at one of these clinics, but on the face of it, as things stand, I am willing to go along with it. I just want Milly to be happy and if this is what it takes, so be it."

"Thanks love, I know that's hard for a Dad to say about his little girl. I will see if I can make an appointment for us all."

"Ok," said Jean, "that was worth doing. Shall we have a last drink?"

All agreed with that too.

At which point, there was a little knock at the door, and a little cute voice said "Mom can we come in?"

"Yes come on chick," at which two dishevelled little, bleary eyed ragamuffins in full pull-ups, walked in and wriggled themselves on to their Dads' knees, flopped their heads on to their shoulders and sucked their thumbs.

"Like you said Jane, they won't have come across many kids like our two."

"No," smiled Jane, "maybe 12 months is a bit optimistic," with them both looking lovingly at their two pull-up clad little cuties being cuddled by their Dads

Two days later, I was holding Dan's hand walking excitedly to school. Milly and I had been on the phone to each other three times the day before, talking about what to wear, where we should meet and making sure that we sat next to each other, when we got into class.

We got near to the school, and I could see Milly waiting with her Mom. We were both waving and I tried to run. Dan grabbed me, to stop me from going straight into a busy road.

"Paul Stanyer," he said bending down looking really cross, "don't ever do that again! If it wasn't your first day, I would give you such a hard smack!" and I could tell he really meant it.

"Sorry Dan, I am excited."

"That's no excuse," he said crossly, "no wonder your Mom wouldn't let you walk here on your own."

"I'm really sorry Dan," a little bit snivelly.

We got to the gate, he picked me up and said, "Ok, forget about that now, you have a brilliant day, look after Milly and I will meet you here, don't wander off with anyone"

"I won't," and went scampering off to hug Milly. We waved to her Mom and Dan and walked through the gates holding each other's hand really tightly.

Nesbits was brilliant, the first few days were just spent playing fun games that made us all do stuff together, finding out about each other and working in teams. Milly and I had our space (they didn't call it a desk) together, so we could spend plenty of time with each other.

The hardest time was Thursday afternoon when we each had to stand up in class and tell everyone why we were at Nesbits and what was the best thing we did on holiday. Milly got a bit upset just before it was her turn, so I stood up with her and held her hand, when she told her story. All the stories were sad in some way. The teacher told us that we should remember that we have all had a difficult time, and we must always be nice and help each other to be happy. As we were tidying up on the Thursday, the teacher reminded us that it was swimming tomorrow and not to forget our towels.

"Brilliant," I whispered to Milly, "I get to play naked with you in school."

She giggled

Chapter 28

That night, straight after school, Billy, Dan and Tom came round for a Scalextric competition until tea-time.

Mom went to Aunty Cath's for a chat because, she reckoned, there would be too much shouting going on. She was right, only she forgot about the screaming and jumping up and down, though that was only Billy and I.

After a while, I whispered to Billy. He nodded with a big smile.

"We are going upstairs, I'm going to show Billy my other toys," I announced.

"Ok boys, have fun," said the twins winking at each, knowing full well what we were up to.

"I knew they would," said Dan, "they have both told me how much they enjoyed shagging the other day, Billy's willy is just the right size for Paul, they were both calling it a cock."

Tom laughed, "It's not bad for a 10 year old, though."

"Yes, he is a good bit bigger than Paul. I gave him some tips on the things that Paul likes to be told. Do you know that Billy wants me to do him?"

"Yes, you go for it, he does love it. You should have a couple of hours at the weekend, Mom and Dad are taking me to that Judo comp."

"Oh right, great, I have told him it's a one off. I agree with you that once we are 16 we need to move on, we won't be little boys having a play anymore."

"Remember," I whispered to Billy going up the stairs, "you are my big bro so you are in charge."

"Yes, don't worry, you are still 10 as far as I am concerned. I have been practising all the things you like to hear as well. I had a wank thinking about it, in bed the other night, I had a big cum.

"Have you been with Dan yet?"

"No, I'm waiting for a time when Mom and Dad have to take Tom somewhere so we can do it properly. Dan means it, when he says it will just be the once, so I want us to have time to do everything."

We went into my room and Billy sat on my bed.

"Come here little bro, I can't wait to get hold of you, you gorgeous sexy boy."

I scampered to him, really enjoying being called a little boy. I stood between his legs.

"Oh, you are a good boy, you like big bro being in charge don't you?"

I nodded enthusiastically.

"Let's get this shirt off," and I let him pull it over my head, "look at your little pink nipples and hairless armpits," he used the tip of his tongue on them. I held his shoulders, loving the sensation.

"Is that nice?"

"Yes, lovely."

"Ok, sit on the bed, let's get these nasty socks off."

He slowly peeled them down and off my feet.

"Aren't they cute," and he sniffed them and licked under all my toes.

"Sorry, my little cutie, but that's all the time I can spend on them, I promise I will do them properly next time and you can rub my cock with them."

He stood me up again between his legs.

"Look at you, a lovely little boy, with bare feet," and started undoing my shorts and pulled them down into a puddle. He pulled me to him and pressed his nose into my slightly damp pants.

"Have you had a bit of an accident?"

"I didn't quite get my willy out in time," I said sadly.

"Oh, don't worry, you are only a little boy, anyway, it smells lovely," taking a another deep sniff.

"I hope you haven't got a dirty bottom, and made skidders though, you know that is naughty. What would happen then?"

"You would be cross."

"Yes, and I will have to spank your bare bottom. I will check."

He went round behind and pulled my pants outwards and peaked in.

"Oh, good boy, clean as a whistle. Let's get them off though."

He pulled them all the way down and helped me step out of them, I was completely naked.

"There you are, little bro, all lovely and bare with a hard little willy. Shall I give you a nice cum, and then let you play with my cock, before I do you?"

I nodded again.

"Spread your legs for me, I need to be able to have a good feel of those cute little balls and start getting your tight soft bum hole ready to be penetrated."

He started wanking me from behind with one hand and feeling and fingering me with the other.

"Bend over for me, that's it."

He crouched down and licked my bum hole, "it's lovely and hairless," he pulled me into his face still wanking me and then pushed hard with a stiff tongue.

I gasped and whined.

"Be a good little boy Paul, let me loosen your little hole, you want it to be ready for me to give you a hard doing, don't you?"

"Yes big bro, I want you to do me properly!"

"Yes, you need a good doing, and you want me to have a big cum in you. Let's lube you up," and he put a dollop of Vaseline on his finger and pressed against my hole.

"Come on Paul, let me push it in, I will wank you properly then."

I pushed my bottom backwards and spread my cheeks.

"Good boy," he pushed and wanked hard, his finger went in and he shagged me with it. I started to tremble, and my knees were buckling.

"That's it Paul, do a big cum for me now."

I was panting and gasping. He gave me three hard shags with his finger and then pulled my skin back.

I growled out a great cum and collapsed on the bed.

"Good boy, that was a good cum!"

He stripped himself naked.

"I love your strong body big bro," I said.

It was lovely, brown and smooth, his cock was hard, about 4 inches [10 cm] long and nearly as thick as a tube of smarties.

"Ok my lovely little bro, I want you to have a good slobber, and suck of my cock. Then I will be doing you hard."

I rolled over and sat on the edge of the bed. His hairless cock was very hard and looked big, much bigger than mine. I knelt between his legs, took hold of it and licked and drooled over it making it really slimy. I then took as much as I could in my mouth and sucked and bobbed on it.

"Yes Paul, what a good boy, put some lube on it now. I need to put it in you."

I put a good dollop and spread it round making it really greasy.

"Pull the skin back, so you can see my big knob, that I am going to push into your little soft bottom."

I did. It was throbbing and dark purple.

"Ok Paul, lie on your front."

He moved me down, so my legs were spread wide over the corner of the bed, but my feet were not quite touching the floor. He moved up in between me, I could feel his smooth legs with the inside of my soft thighs. He moved his knob close to my little bum hole. I could feel the heat of it. I was scared, but this had been so good, I wanted him to push it into me, my insides were craving for his cock.

"Be a good little boy now Paul, and open your little bottom for me. You want me to do you."

"I do, big bro, please do me."

His hard purple knob pressed against my hole, I pushed up towards it and spread my cheeks. He started to increase the pressure, my willy was throbbing. He started to enter me, I was yelping loudly into the duvet.

"It's too big, I can't take it!"

"You are such a good little hairless boy Paul, you know you can, let me into you, you want me to do you."

His knob suddenly slipped in. I did a little scream into the duvet.

"Well done Paul, you are a clever boy, my big knob is in you."

He held it there and gently rubbed my bottom, "I am going to start doing you now, I am going to push my cock completely inside you."

He slid his hands down the front of my smooth soft thighs and lifted my legs, he carried on sliding them down until they were on the front of my feet. He then folded my legs until they were bent double and my heels were touching my bottom.

"Oh, you are such a gorgeous little boy, I can see your little pink ball bag and your sweet soft toes," he was forcing my feet down against my bottom.

"I'm going to give you all of my cock now Paul," and pushed in until it was fully in and he was pressed against me.

My bottom felt completely full, and was throbbing around his cock. It felt like nothing else.

"Oh, I love doing you, little bro."

He spread his legs wider forcing my thighs wide apart. He started to slide out until his knob was nearly out of me, but then he pushed all the way in again. My willy was so hard. He started to do long steady strokes.

"That's it Paul, I'm doing you properly now."

"Keep pumping big bro, I want a long hard doing," his well-lubed cock felt so good, sliding in and out of my bum hole.

"I want it in really deep, big bro," and he pushed in until I could feel his smooth tummy and ball bag on my bottom.

"I going to do you hard now Paul, I need to have a massive cum in you."

He started pounding hard and fast, he was grunting, driving his cock into me. My bum hole was sending spasms right through me, I started to cum, my tummy was having electric shocks.

"I am doing you so hard little bro, you are such a good little boy. Turn over now, I want you to see my cock going into you."

He pulled out and I rolled over. He grabbed my legs behind my knees and pushed them almost down to my chest, so that my bottom was up, off the bed. He put his knob against my bum hole and then drove all his cock into me. I gasped and cried out.

"Wank your willy Paul while I am doing you."

I started wanking myself hard and fast. He leaned forward putting all of his weight through his cock.

"Do it hard, big bro!" and he started shagging hard, his hairless groin was slapping against my smooth bottom. I felt his cock expanding, my bum hole was stretched to its limit when he gargled, "I'm cumming!!" and hammered it into me three more times, then just held it deep inside me, as we both exploded with juddering cums.

He lay on top of me, our sweaty bodies pressed together. We slowly recovered and I felt his softening cock slide out of me. He put a hand behind my head and lifted it to his and he snogged me hard, while he gently massaged my soft willy and little balls .

"That was awesome Billy, the whole thing."

"I loved it Paul, you make me so big and hard, doing you is so good."

He helped me up, we were both a bit wobbly.

We hugged, "Just think what it will be like," I whispered, "When you can spurt spunk deep into my bottom."

"Yes Paul, that will be incredible."

We were brought down quickly by Dan shouting upstairs, "Come on you two, Aunty Jean will be back soon."

We both dashed to the bathroom, wet wiped each other and I put some bum cream on my hot hole, which was sore and throbbing.

We got dressed and went down.

The twins looked at us.

"Had a good one boys?"

"Brilliant," we both said.

We were playing Scalextric again when Mom got back.

After tea, I was sat cuddled with Mom.

"Mom," I said tiredly.

"Yes sweetie," she said looking down at me giving me a squeeze.

"I am feeling sleepy and I have got a bit of a headache."

"Oh love, have you, do you want to go to bed?"

I nodded.

"Come on then cutie, you want to be full of beans for your first swimming lesson at school."

"I sure do Mom, I am really looking forward to it."

"Oh that's nice, come on then, up we go."

"I think I need a poo first, Mom."

"Ok, off you go, I'll be up in a minute."

I did a really hard poo, which made my bum hole even sorer. I used a wet wipe, but I was worried what Mom might think.

"You ok love?" when I went into the bedroom.

"That poo was like a cricket ball, it made my bottom sting."

She laughed, "I think you need a drink," she got me a big glass of squash, which I guzzled down.

"That's why you have got a headache and hard poo."

She stripped me off and held my legs up.

"Ooh yes love, you have got a sore bottom," but she just put cream on it and put me in my pull-up. She gave me a cuddle and tucked me in with Teddy.

"Night lovely."

"Night Mom."

I just lay there.

I could not believe how good Billy was. He was so good at being a big bro, I completely forgot he is only 10 and I just felt like his little bro. How he got me bare, I will get my pants a bit damper next time and with a skidder. I liked him sniffing round there, I would like him to spank me as well. The stuff he said, "you are a lovely little boy," "open your bottom for me," it was so sexy and I just love him doing me and having his cock, it's definitely a cock, sliding into me. I will get him to make me do his feet next time as well. I am a lucky boy. I wish Milly was here now though, I'd love a nice snog with her. I'd put my hand in her pull-up.

I was spark out within minutes and the next thing I knew, Mom was sat on the bed rubbing my cheek to get me awake.

"Well, someone has had a good sleep. It's time for a bath though."

I wrapped my arms and then my legs around her. I felt so happy.

I sat in the bath, Mom was giving me a good shampoo. I could hear the rain on the window.

"Sounds like this brilliant summer is finished," said Mom.

"It has been the most brilliant summer ever Mom, I'll never forget it."

"I bet you won't munchkin, but I think you have got lots more fun to have yet, whether it's summer or not."

"Yes Mom, I think you're right."

The End