Date: Mon, 08 May 2000 13:39:27 CDT From: K Ration Subject: Family Friends - Chapter 44 Sorry for the delay. Things got a little busy the last half of April and I took last week off. Here's a continuation of the previous chapter. Hope you like it. As always, those who shouldn't be here for one reason or another should leave now. Those who don't like sexual contact between young boys should do likewise. *************************************** Family Friends Chapter Forty-Four A continuation As Jack walked into the room, he saw John quickly cover his crotch with one hand and reach for the TV remote with the other, a sheepish look on his face. He walked over and leaned down to John's ear to give him a kiss and looked directly into his lap. He could tell that John was hard. "Could you hear us in there?" he asked, a little embarrassed. "Yeah," John answered softly. Then he added, "how could you tell?" and gave Jack a knowing look. He was rewarded by Jack's blush. Ronnie saw most of this interchange, but he didn't hear Jack's question, so he didn't understand John's response. Nor could he see John's hardon. What he could see, however, caused him some feelings of envy. He liked John already, and wished he could have the same relationship with him that Jack had. Just then, Jack crawled up onto the arm of John's chair, purposely grazing his foot across the man's hardon and lifting his left arm around his back. This left John trying to cover his erection with only his right hand. Looking over at Ronnie standing beside the chair, Jack had a sudden mischievous inspiration. "Come on up, Ronnie. This chair's big enough for all of us." John was in a quandary himself. He would be happy to have these two near naked kids in his lap but he was worried about his hardon sticking up in his shorts. But before he could say anything to discourage Ronnie, the boy had climbed onto the other arm of the chair and moved John's right arm around him. John could tell that the boys were both looking at his crotch. Jack's look, of course, didn't bother him, but Ronnie's caused him to blush deeply. And the smooth skin of the boys' backs and sides didn't do anything to shrink his erection, either. To the contrary, the feel of their skin against his hands just made matters worse. Fortunately, Jack didn't do anything to further aggravate the situation, and the three of them sat there and watched the rest of the news, the boys moving around once in awhile to more comfortable positions. John noticed Ronnie glancing at his crotch every so often and thought he could see the boy's penis stiffening in his shorts. As the boys sat there, John's arms around their backs to support them, his hands absent-mindedly sliding up and down the smooth skin of their backs and sides, his erection refused to subside. Ronnie couldn't help seeing it throb against the thin material of his shorts, the length clearly outlined against his leg, the rim of the glans blatantly evident. His eyes kept shifting from the TV to John's erection, and combined with John's hands rubbing softly on his skin, his own penis throbbed against the material of his bikini briefs. It just felt so good sitting here with John and Jack, he could hardly believe it. As the news ended and Nightline began, Ronnie slid off the arm of the chair into John's lap. He could feel John's erection against his buttocks, and he squirmed against it as it throbbed in response to the pressure of his weight. John's hand came to rest on his stomach, his little finger gently rubbing along the waistband of his undershorts. He wondered if John saw him press down on his own erection before resting his hands on John's, his head resting against John's chest. The knowledge that John could probably look right into his lap and watch his hardon throbbing and the feel of John's large erection under his butt just seemed to make him harder. John knew the youngster must be feeling his throbbing erection, but it didn't seem to be bothering him, and the sight of the boy's penis throbbing in his shorts just added fuel to John's own hardon. With his left arm, he hugged Jack to his side as Jack watched his friend settle comfortably into John's lap as though Jack weren't even there. It was a mark of Jack's relationship with John that he could so comfortably share him with his friend without feeling jealous. When they awoke the next morning, neither boy could remember going to bed. In fact, John had carried them one at a time to the bedroom and gently laid them on the bed, drawing the covers up after they were both settled in. Jack's first awareness, other than his hardon, was of Ronnie sniffling beside him. "What's wrong, Ronnie?" he asked. Turning towards him, Ronnie proceeded to explain how his father had left his mom shortly after he was born. Ronnie hadn't heard from him since. In fact, Ronnie had grown up without a father. In tears, he cried, "I wish I had a dad like your uncle John. It felt so good sitting in his lap last night with his arm around me, even though I could tell he had a hardon and I knew he could see mine." After a moment, Jack said, "Come on," and slid out of bed. Ronnie followed him down the hall to John's room, both boys still clad only in their underwear. As they entered the room where John lay on his back sleeping soundly, Jack whispered, "Now don't be surprised if Uncle John doesn't have anything on. He usually sleeps naked." "How do you know that?" Ronnie asked. "I just know. Now you get in on that side and I'll get in over here." "Are you sure it's OK?" "Sure, I'm sure," Jack said. "You think I'm blind or something?" Ronnie didn't know what Jack meant by that last comment, but he crawled under the covers and cuddled up to the man who no longer felt like a stranger. The boys laid their heads on John's shoulders and wrapped their arms across his chest, snuggling up close to him to feel the warmth of his body. Laying his leg over John's groin by accident, Ronnie confirmed that indeed John was sleeping naked. Feeling the man's penis against his leg started his own hardon growing, and though he moved his leg immediately, the picture that formed in his mind completed his erection before he fell back to sleep. An hour later, John awoke to find a boy under each arm, heads on his shoulders, hands on his chest. Jack's leg was lying on his groin and as soon as John became aware of it, he began to get hard. Soon his erection as throbbing against Jack's leg. What am I going to do when Ronnie wakes up? John thought to himself. Evidently the throbbing of his erection woke Jack up because the lad immediately started rubbing his crotch gently against John's leg until he, too, was hard. Then John felt Jack's hand slide down his chest across his stomach and grasp his cock. He gave Jack a stern look and the boy released his hardon and leaned forward to kiss him on the cheek. Then before he could say anything, Jack slipped gently out of bed so as not to wake Ronnie. Standing at the side of the bed, he slipped his shorts off and stood for a moment enjoying John's stare before he turned and walked to the bathroom, carrying his shorts with him. John had gotten really turned on as Jack rubbed up against him, grabbed his cock, and then flaunted his nakedness in front of him. Looking at Jack's penis throbbing as he stood by the bed just made his own erection throb harder. Soon after, Ronnie awoke, stretching and snuggling closer until he awoke with a start. Moving away quickly, he stammered, "Oh, hi, Uncle John. I hope you don't mind, but Jack said it would be OK to come sleep with you." "No problem, Ronnie," John answered. "I'm glad you feel comfortable enough to do it." Just then, Jack stepped out of the bathroom once again in his undershorts. "OK, Ron," he said. "It's your turn." Ronnie's hardon caused him a moment of hesitation. But he had to pee bad and soon thought, what the heck, he's already seen it anyway. Rolling out of bed and turning to face John, he said, "I'll be right back." He found that he was excited by the fact that John had looked directly at his hardon pressing against the material of his bikini shorts. He even stroked himself a couple of times after his piss to restore his erection. Having worked up the courage to re-enter the bedroom with his hardon poking out the front of his shorts, Ronnie was disappointed to find that Jack had not gotten back into bed with John. He wasn't prepared to "go it alone" in spite of the warm feelings he had experienced earlier. But he had been looking forward to repeating them and had subconsciously relied on Jack's presence to give him courage. Caught by surprise as he was, Ronnie just stood there trying to decide if he would stay or leave, his penis twitching in his shorts. He saw John looking at him with a grin. Without understanding what motivated him, Ronnie edged closer to the bed, both embarrassed and excited by his hardon. He liked the way John was looking at him. Every time John's eyes moved from his face to his crotch, Ronnie's penis would twitch. "Uh ... can I ask you something, Uncle John?" Ronnie asked hesitantly. "Sure, sport, what is it?" Haltingly, Ronnie went on, "Well, uh, gee, I don't know how to say this." "Just spit it out, Ronnie," John encouraged him. "I find it's easier to ask difficult questions quickly." "OK, uh, last night? Did you know what Jack and I were doing in the bedroom - before the news came on, I mean?" John was surprised that Ronnie had the guts to ask his question. "Well, I had a pretty good idea anyway. I saw a dark spot on Jack's undershorts when you guys came out to fix your floats, and what I heard later seemed to confirm my suspicions." "And you don't mind? I mean you don't think it was wrong?" "No, son, I don't mind. Boys your age are curious about their bodies and it's really quite natural for that curiosity to extend to each other. It's been happening for centuries. When I was your age, I had a couple of friends that I used to fool around with that way." Ronnie climbed up onto the bed and sat cross legged at John's knee, apparently unconcerned about the hardon poking up in his lap. From this vantage point, however, he could get a closer view of John's hardon which was clearly outlined under the blanket and throbbing intermittently. Ronnie found this rather exciting. He thought he could see the rim at the base of the head of John's penis and decided that John was circumcised, just like him. The two of them talked some more about sex stuff and John tried to answer Ronnie's questions openly and honestly. Ronnie never actually admitted to anything and his questions generally skirted the details, so John was a bit surprised by how the brief conversation ended. Ronnie's erection had continued to throb in his lap and John couldn't keep from glancing at it or keep his own hardon from throbbing, although he had covered it by nonchalantly cupping his hands over it. "So was what Jack and I were doing what caused your hardon last night?" Ronnie asked innocently. John was startled by the bluntness of Ronnie's question, but he recovered quickly. "Well, yes, it was." "Did you know we could see it?" "I don't know how you couldn't have seen it, but the way you guys were sitting, I couldn't do anything about it. I hope it didn't bother you." "Oh, no! I thought it was neat, especially when I moved down to sit in your lap," Ronnie continued, blushing now and pressing down on his own erection with the heel of his hand. "I could feel it throb once in a while." When John remained silent, Ronnie leaned forward on his knees, put his arms around John and pressed his face against John's chest and hugged him. John naturally hugged him back, so his erection was exposed when Ronnie moved across him to get off the bed. As he did so, his hand inadvertently came to rest smack dab on top of John's hardon. He blushed and jerked his hand away quickly. "Oops! Sorry," he said and ran to join Jack in the bathroom. When he entered the bathroom, he found Jack seated on the commode, his shorts on the floor at his feet, his hand leisurely stroking his penis. "Oh! I'm sorry," Ronnie said. "I thought you'd be in the shower." Then gazing at Jack's hand clasped firmly around his dick, he added, "Wow, that looks neat. Can I watch you beat off?" "Well, it looks like you've got a boner of your own already anyway, so why not?" Jack answered, starting to stroke himself again. As Ronnie watched Jack play with himself, he edged closer and closer until he was standing only a foot away. He grasped his own hardon through the material of his shorts and squeezed it to relieve the tension that was building in his groin. "Take off your underwear," Jack said, breathing heavily. "I want to see your hardon." Jack had leaned back against the commode tank, so his balls were clearly evident to Ronnie. He watched them move up and down with the stroking motion of Jack's hand as he slid his briefs down his legs and stepped out of them. Straightening up, he was pleased to see Jack staring at his erection. He immediately began stroking himself as the boys watched each other masturbate. Ronnie used two fingers and his thumb to slide his skin back and forth over the hard shaft of his erection. Jack stared at what he was doing and pretty soon, Ronnie wanted a repeat of the previous night. "Gee, your dick looks neat. Can I touch it?" Jack was surprised that Ronnie didn't seem to be worried that John might hear him, but he was glad, too. Letting go of his cock he said, "Sure go ahead. It feels neat when you play with it." He didn't try to keep his voice down either & wondered if Uncle John was taking his shower yet. In fact, John had gotten out of bed and gone to the bathroom as soon as Ronnie left the room. He was headed for the kitchen in his shower wrap and was just passing the boys' bathroom in time to hear Jack's comment. He felt his own erection returning immediately and paused to see what else he might hear. Ronnie's next comment came as a real surprise and completed his hardon. "You won't believe what just happened." "What?" Jack asked, somewhat breathlessly. "I was sittin' on Uncle John's bed talking with him and as I was leaving I accidently put my hand on his crotch. His dick was hard!" "No kidding!" Jack responded, pretending surprise. "Yeah, no kidding. It felt really big and really hard. It felt neat. I wonder what he looks like?" "Play your cards right," Jack said, "and you might find out. Now let's get in the shower before we cum all over the carpet." "Good idea," Ronnie said. "Your hand feels really good on my dick." As John moved away from the door, squeezing his hardon, he heard the water begin to run in the shower. The boys stepped in as soon as the water was hot enough, not wanting to delay what they had started. Last night had been Ronnie's first experience with another boy, and he wanted as many more as he could get before the weekend was over. They soaped up their hands and began running them all over each other, especially their nuts and penises. Then they began stroking each other again, more seriously this time. Soon they were cuming together, Jack's dick shooting globs of cum all over Ronnie's hand, legs and feet. Both boys groaned loudly as they came, hoping that John was already in his own shower and therefore out of earshot. Fortunately for John, however, he had hurried back from the kitchen and was standing at the door as the boys' climaxes hit them. He could hear their moans and knew what was happening. The thought of what the scene must look like drove him wild, and he hurried off to his bathroom to beat off, still hoping for an opportunity to see Ronnie naked, soft or hard. When everyone was showered and dressed, the three of them went out and played miniature golf. They stopped by MacDonald's on the way home for lunch and were more than ready to go swimming by the time they got home. John had really enjoyed having the two boys all to himself even though they tended to ignore him most of the time. He simply enjoyed being with them and watching them have fun. The boys took advantage of the necessity of changing into their swimsuits to grope each other. By the time they were into their suits, both of them had a raging hardon. Jack arranged his so that it lay against his belly pointing to his navel while Ronnie just let his poke out like a small tent pole. Jack was wearing a tight spandex suit that was similar in design to boxer shorts except that they fit tight against his skin. Ronnie's suit was a stretchy speedo. Their suits seemed to fit them like gloves, highlighting their groins and their cute butts. Jack knew John was going to enjoy them, but he said nothing to Ronnie. Of course, Jack was right. John immediately examined each of the boys' bodies, their hairless chests and legs, their cute boy buns in tight spandex and their little peckers that would make the material of their tight suits poke out in front even if they didn't have hardons. When they met at the pool, they fought over who would be the first one in. The boys teamed up against John and managed to push him in first. Then they jumped in beside him, splashing as much as possible. The boys took turns climbing onto John's shoulders and using him as a diving platform. With all the cavorting, climbing, grabbing and groping, occasionally John's hands would slip across a penis or butt, and of course the bare skin of their chests and backs. His dick kept getting semi-hard and then soft again. Neither boy said anything about the innocent touches, but John could tell Jack was enjoying them. He suspected Ronnie was, too, but he wasn't sure and couldn't very well ask. After an hour or so, John climbed out and left the pool to the boys. After drying off, he laid back on a lounge chair and just enjoyed watching the two of them. From his chair, he could stare all he wanted and not embarrass Ronnie. The newcomer kept looking his way as they played, frequently calling his name and asking him to watch one thing or another. Several times throughout the afternoon, Ronnie would climb out and run over to where Uncle John sat. Each time he did this, he would stand beside John's chair, his penis poking out the front of his speedo's right at John's eye level. John couldn't help but stare, and soon it seemed Ronnie was doing it on purpose. Once or twice it was even obvious that he had a hardon. John could only assume that the boy was displaying himself on purpose, and each time he felt his own penis twitch toward an erection. One time, Ronnie came over and climbed directly into John's lap to rest while Jack went in to use the bathroom. John was in seventh heaven as the near naked youth sat quietly in his arms, his head on his shoulder, wet hair against his cheek. John's arm was around the boy, and he rested his hand on Ronnie's thigh, his fingers ever so close to the lad's penis. Although he resisted the temptation to try an accidental feel, he couldn't keep his own erection from forming, and soon he could feel it throbbing against Ronnie's butt. It was soon obvious that Ronnie could feel it, too, for his own penis became erect. After letting it throb openly for a minute or two, Ronnie chastely rested his hands in his lap, covering it up. After a few more minutes with his erection throbbing against Ronnie's behind, it finally subsided. John moved his hand from the boy's thigh to his stomach and softly rubbed small circles over his stomach and chest as Ronnie dozed off. Again, John was tempted to try to raise the waistband of Ronnie's suit enough to peek inside, but decided not to take the risk. All too soon, Jack came back from the bathroom carrying a tray of sodas and snacks. "Gee, Uncle John," Jack whispered as he came up to stand at John's feet. "Ronnie sure looks cute lying their like that. Did you know he's asleep?" "Yeah, I thought so. I think it's kinda cool, too. You aren't upset or jealous are you?" "Me? Heck know. You have enough love for both of us. I think there's enough of you to share." At that comment, Ronnie's eyes snapped open and a big grin spread across his face. "So! You weren't asleep after all," Jack said. "Yeah, I think I was. You guys talking is what woke me up," Ronnie replied as he snuggled down against John and pulled the man's arm tighter around him. "I was wondering what was keeping you," John said to Jack. "I guess you figured it was time for a snack, huh?" Jack grabbed Ronnie's arm and pulled him from John's lap and the three of them sat at the umbrella table and shared the chips, dip and sodas. Then they jumped back in the pool to cool off. About four o'clock, John got out and went inside to start getting things ready for dinner. Every once in a while he would glance out at the pool to make sure the boys were alright. He hadn't been inside very long when he saw that they were huddled in the shallow end near one of the return lines. The way they kept looking down into the water, John guessed that they were playing around with each other, perhaps letting the high pressure water flow over their penises as he often did. As soon as John had gone inside, Jack started grabbing at Ronnie's crotch in a playful way. Then he started swimming up behind him and tugging at his speedo's. Soon they were feeling each other up as Ronnie kept trying to prevent Jack from pulling his suit off. "You better be careful, Jack. Your Uncle John's going to see what you're doing." "So? He's seen me naked before." "Oh yeah? When?" "I've gone skinny dipping here before. It's fun to swim without any suit on. It lets your penis float and the water flowing around your nuts feels really good." "Does he just sit out here and watch you? He doesn't let you swim alone, does he?" "No, that's a rule. No one swims alone. But he doesn't always just watch. Some times he swims too. But it's kind of fun being naked with him watching. Makes me get hard sometimes, though, but he seems to like that, too." "Are you kidding? He's seen your hardon?" "Yeah. The first time it happened, I was embarrassed, but he treated it like it was natural and nothing to be ashamed of or embarrassed about. Once, when he was skinny dipping with me, I saw him get a boner, too." "Wow! You've seen his dick?" Ronnie exclaimed. "He's circumcised, too, isn't he?" "Yeah, he is. I like it that way, too. It looks neat." By this time, the boys had stopped by the return line and were grabbing each other's crotch, their penises stiffening quickly to complete erections. "Gee, swimming naked sounds neat, but I don't know if I could do that. It'd be neat to see what your dick looks like in the water, though. Could you pull your suit down so I could see?" Jack didn't hesitate, but immediately pushed his tight suit down, stooping to get it to his knees. John just happened to be looking out the window and knew immediately what was going on. As Jack stood upright, Ronnie's eyes flashed. "Gee that looks cool!" he said. "Look how it swings back and forth in the water." "Yeah, it would look the same even if I wasn't hard, cause your pecker floats," Jack responded as Ronnie's hand reached out to grasp his erection. "Take your suit off and let me see," he said. "I'm not gonna take it all the way off!" Ronnie exclaimed. Then he did just what Jack had done, stooping to get his speedo's to his knees. John could feel his penis twitching as he watched. He knew Ronnie had pushed his swim suit down, but he couldn't see below their waists because of the pool deck. "Wow, that does feel good!" Ronnie said, startled by how nice it felt to have the water washing around his penis and balls without restriction. "Look how it bobs around, just like yours." Following a sudden impulse, Jack stepped out of his suit, letting it float away. Then before Ronnie could say anything, he ducked under the water, pulled Ronnie's feet out from under him and stripped his suit away. When he came up out of the water, he moved quickly towards the other side of the pool, Ronnie's speedo's in his hand. Ronnie came out the water sputtering and wiping his eyes. "Hey! Where do you think you're going? Give me back my swim suit!" he shouted. Still standing by the window, John saw Jack moving away and heard Ronnie's shouts. I guess Jack's trying to introduce the idea of skinny dipping, John thought. I'll just stay in here for awhile and see what happens. At first, Ronnie stayed close to the side of the pool, glancing at the back porch in fear that John might be looking. Unfortunately, the sunlight was reflecting on the glass in such a way that he couldn't see inside. So he couldn't see John standing in the shadows on the enclosed porch. Jack taunted Ronnie by waving his suit in the air. Finally, Ronnie moved across the pool towards him. As he got close, Jack climbed out onto the pool deck and scampered away. His erection had gone down and his limp penis bounced in the sun. Ronnie wasn't ready to get out and chase him, so he just stood at the edge and pleaded for his suit back. John could see the boy's cute buns, now, highlighted by the tan lines of his speedo's. Gosh, his buns are cute, John thought to himself. Finally, with one quick glance back towards the porch, Ronnie climbed out of the pool and chased Jack out of sight towards the deep end. John chuckled at the sight of his white naked butt running away, then he returned to the kitchen to finish his dinner preparations. Jack let Ronnie catch up to him at the deep end and gave him his suit back. "Don't put it on right away. You already said you wished you could spend the weekend naked. John can't see you down here. See, isn't it fun not to have clothes on?" Ronnie was ready to jump into his suit but paused. Standing stark naked in the outdoors was a neat experience. "But what about the house next door? They can look right into the pool from upstairs." "They're not home. That's where John's fiancé and her girls live, but they're gone on vacation for two weeks. They won't be home until next Sunday night." As Ronnie stood there getting more comfortable with his nakedness, the boys looked at each other's limp penis. "Let's get back in the water, quick," Ronnie said. "I want to see my penis float." With that, the boys dove into the deep end, Ronnie still carrying his trunks. They swam to the shallow end where Jack retrieved his trunks and then stood up at the edge nearest the house. The surface of the water came just above Ronnie's waist and to just below Jack's belly button. Their penises were clearly evident and they were standing there enjoying the view when they heard John opening the back door. Ronnie feverishly worked at getting his speedo's back on, giving himself an erection in the process. Jack took his time and was just pulling his suit up past his penis as John walked to the edge of the pool. Ronnie was acutely aware of the fact that John had seen Jack practically naked, and yet neither he nor Jack seemed at all concerned. They just acted like it was natural and happened all the time. He was immediately envious of such a warm and close relationship. "Well, now that you have your clothes back on, I guess you're ready to help grill the steaks," John said with a smile. Ronnie blushed a deep red, realizing that John knew he had been naked in the pool. He reached up for John to help him from the pool and was surprised when, with a mighty tug, John lifted him clear of the pool and into a warm embrace. Finding himself clasped against John's chest in a warm hug, Ronnie immediately wrapped his arms around John's neck and returned the hug. In doing so, he could feel his erection poking into John's stomach, but he didn't care. It felt good to be hugged like this. Jack just watched and smiled broadly when John looked down at him. He was happy for his little friend. As they watched over the charcoal and then the steaks, both boys seemed to stay as close to John as possible. Frequently, Ronnie was standing by John's side with his body pressed against John's from ankle to armpit. John relished with joy the affection the boys were expressing for him. When he wasn't stirring the coals or turning the steaks and corn, he had his arms around them both, his hands resting on their shoulders or backs. The three of them had loads of fun cooking dinner and then eating it at the umbrella table. There was a lot of laughter and even some fun at Ronnie's expense as first Jack and then John made slightly ribald remarks about the boys having been naked in the pool. "Ronnie was afraid you'd see his tallywacker," Jack said giggling. "Well, I don't know why," John responded, looking affectionately at Ronnie. "I'm sure it's just as cute as yours. I was almost blinded by the reflection off his white butt, though," he added with a chuckle, giving Ronnie a poke in the ribs. Ronnie blushed crimson at these comments but was secretly pleased and excited by them. He gave John a look bordering on sheer affection as he playfully punched him in the arm. Then he got a look of surprise on his face. "Speaking of white butts, how come yours isn't?" he asked Jack. Blushing a little at Ronnie's sudden awareness, Jack answered, "Well, I told you I'd been skinny dipping here before." "Yeah, but all the time?" Ronnie exclaimed, looking first at Jack and then at John. "Yeah, most of the time. It's fun, and Uncle John doesn't mind." Looking at John, Ronnie asked, "Do you go skinny dipping, too? With Jack, I mean?" "Sure, son, sometimes," John responded, using the word son on purpose, hoping it would make Ronnie feel more comfortable with the subject and his response. "We all have the same equipment, just different sizes." Once again Ronnie blushed and cast his eyes down at the table, again wishing he was circumcised like the other two guys sitting there with him. "You wanna try it after we eat?" Jack asked him. "I don't know," Ronnie said hesitantly. "Maybe after it gets dark." Secretly he was dying to try it. He wanted to see what Uncle John looked like naked and was beginning to feel left out of this more intimate part of the relationship between John and Jack. Once again John made the boys help clean up the table and the dishes after dinner. When everything was finished, they went into the TV room to play some Uno. "Maybe we better get out of these wet trunks before we get the carpet wet," John said. "You can just slip into your undershorts if you don't want to get dressed. Then we can go out and sit in the spa later if you want to." The boys went into the bathroom and stripped off their trunks as John slipped out of his in his bedroom. He had just pulled on some lounging shorts when the boys, both naked, ran from the bathroom and into Jack's bedroom, giggling. John was staring at their buns as, turning the corner into the bedroom, Ronnie looked back and saw him. John could hear them giggling and whispering as he walked from his bedroom into the TV room. After getting soundly beaten at Uno, a matter of maybe thirty minutes, John suggested they go swimming and then sit in the spa for a few minutes before going to bed. The boys jumped up and ran into their bathroom to put on their suits. He could hear their shrieks and cries as they slipped on their cool wet trunks, and he imagined their little scrotums shrinking up against their bodies just as his did in response to the chill. The sun had not gone fully down as John was turning on the spa to heat up, so there was no reason to turn on the pool lights. As soon as it was dark, however, Jack asked Ronnie if he wanted to try skinny dipping. "Uh...yeah...I guess. It seems dark enough," he replied haltingly. "Ronnie, you don't have to try this if it makes you uncomfortable," John said, sensing the boy's hesitancy. "No, Uncle John. That's OK. I want to see what it's like. It's just that I've never done this before, and I'm a little nervous." With that, the three of them slipped out of their trunks and threw them onto the pool deck. With the lights off, no one could see anything at all, and Ronnie was soon playing around as though he still had his suit on. Soon, the boys were ganging up on John, trying to dunk him, climbing onto his back and clinging to his front. Naturally, legs began to rub against crotches and penises and balls began to tingle with the effect. Jack wasn't bothered by any of this, of course, but Ronnie became hesitant and somewhat withdrawn as soon as he felt his hardon developing. This was all new to him, and he didn't know how to cope with it. After a while, Ronnie moved off by himself and a minute or two later Jack followed. John wondered what was up and worried that they had gone too far too fast. A minute later, Jack came back to John and explained. "He's crying, Uncle John," Jack whispered. "He got a hardon and I think he's afraid you won't like it if you find out, but it won't go away." John went over to where Ronnie sat on one of the steps, crying softly, his back to the others. "What's the matter, son? Are you upset that we're all out here naked? We could put our suits back on," John said, sitting down next to him and wrapping his arm around the boy's shoulders. Ronnie turned suddenly towards him and threw his arms around John's neck, burying his face in his shoulder. Crying hard, the boy tried to explain his dilemma. "I'm sorry, Uncle John. I'm just scared." "Scared of what, son?" "Well, I want to turn the pool lights on so we can see each other. I mean I feel like such a baby but I've never been naked with anyone other than Jack, and I'm afraid. Besides, I got ... well, ...you know." "You mean you got aroused when we were playing out there? Your penis got stiff?" Squeezing his arms tighter around John and screwing his face into his neck he whimpered, "Yeah." John's own erection had gone down by now, so he lifted the boy into his lap where the two of them could be more comfortable. He just sat there holding the boy for a few minutes while Ronnie relaxed. As he felt the tension leave the lad, he asked softly, "It's Ok to get a stiffy when it's just us guys fooling around out here, son. Jack's gets that way quite a bit, and it even happens to me once in a while. Every boy goes through the same experience you are. Stiffies are really quite natural." After another minute or two, John asked, "Should I ask Jack to turn on the pool lights now? Or do you want to leave them off and try again later?" "Can I sit here while he turns them on?" Jack had come over and sat at the opposite end of the step, maybe two or three feet away. "Sure. Jack? Would you get out and turn on the light in the pool?" As Jack climbed out of the pool, John continued to hug Ronnie and rub his back gently. He was careful not to let his hands travel past the boy's waist. When the light suddenly came on, he felt Ronnie jerk. Then as Jack dove into the pool, Ronnie pulled his face away from John's neck and looked for him. Jack swam up to them and stood in the shallow water, his limp penis floating gently, clearly outlined against the light coming from the deep end. Glancing down, Ronnie said, "Gee, that looks neat, doesn't it, Uncle John?" John, of course was also looking at Jack's penis. "Yeah, son, it does. I think Jack's penis is cute with that little bit of hair at the top." "I don't have any hair around mine yet," Ronnie said, quickly getting used to the light being on. "See?" And he spread his legs as he sat in John's lap, letting the light illuminate his groin. This was the first time John had seen Ronnie naked, and he liked what he saw. The two boys were a lot alike, their penises shaped similarly. Indeed, Ronnie was still hairless. John liked this. "Yeah, I see. I think your penis is cute, too. Do you feel OK with us looking at it now?" "Yessir. This isn't so bad. I don't know why I was such a scardycat." Ronnie climbed off John's lap and looked down at him. "Gosh yours looks really small in the water. I figured it would be huge and ugly. I think it looks neat." "Well, thanks, Ron. I'm glad you don't find it ugly or threatening. I kind of like it," he said with a chuckle. "Shall we swim some more or get in the spa?" Lunging at Jack and dunking him, Ronnie answered, "let's play." And with that, the three of them went back to rough housing as they had earlier. The boys again used John's shoulders as a diving platform, and he enjoyed the view as they sailed past his face into the water. Once again, however, all the friction of bodies rubbing against each other, and the secret thoughts going through each of their subconscious minds, eventually caused all of them to get hard. Any one of them might not have gotten hard had there been any feelings of embarrassment, especially with Ronnie, but evidently he was encouraged by Jack's erection and soon was ignoring his own. At one point, as Jack was standing at the edge preparing to dive, Ronnie pointed at him and said, "Look, Jacks' got a boner!" and giggled. Jack looked down into the pool and said, "Well, so do you mister smartypants." Ronnie looked down at himself as though he hadn't been aware of his erection and then looked at John who was openly looking at his hardon. When he saw the look on John's face, he puffed up with pride. "So?" he said as he, too, climbed from the pool and stood beside Jack, their miniature erections in full display. "Why don't we get into the spa?" John said, heading to that side of the pool, his own erection springing up at the sight he had just seen. As he stepped over the wall that separated the spa from the pool, Ronnie said with a sense of awe, "Gosh, yours is a lot bigger when it's hard, huh?" John just stood there a moment with the two boys staring at him, his penis sticking straight out from his groin. The look on Ronnie's face made him feel proud of his manhood. But he couldn't shake the feeling of fatherly love that he seemed to be developing toward Ronnie, and with a small degree of embarrassment, he sat down. All three of them sat for a few minutes glancing from one erection to the other, all of them seeming to enjoy looking and being looked at. Eventually, becoming comfortable with each other resulted in their hardons going away. John had been enjoying the boys so much that he thought it was much later than it actually was, so he cut short their spa time. "I think we better get out of here and get ready for bed. Do you guys want to get up in time for Sunday school or just go to church?" Both boys were a bit surprised to learn that they would be going to church the next day, but the way John asked, they didn't offer any resistance other than for Jack to say, "We'll let you know when we're ready for bed." They left the spa naked and dried off. Then as the boys went in to take their showers, John cleaned up around the pool, picked up the towels and turned off the spa and the lights. Then he went in to take his shower. Ronnie and Jack showered together, taking advantage of the opportunity to play with each other. They soaped each other's crotch, spending lots of time on penis and balls, almost bringing each other to a climax, but stopping short. They had quickly agreed that they would wait til they went to bed before cuming. When John stepped from the shower, he noticed that it was still only ten o'clock. So after he had dried off, he slipped on his shower wrap and went out to watch the news. The boys soon joined him, clad only in their underwear. John immediately felt himself getting hard at the sight of them. I'm going to have to beat off again tonight, he thought to himself, just to get rid of these horny feelings. God, I miss Terri. Coming up to the chair, Ronnie said, "Gee, Uncle John, what's that thing you've got on?" "It's called a shower wrap. It's easy to put on when I just want to bum around the house without having to get dressed." "You mean you're naked under that?" Ronnie said. And reaching out he playfully lifted the front of John's wrap, exposing his semi-stiff penis briefly. Both boys giggled as Ronnie dropped the flap and climbed into John's lap as he had the night before. "I wish I had one of those," he said. Jack climbed onto John's other knee, squeezing in between Ronnie and the arm of the chair. It was a tight fit, but nobody seemed to mind. The boys seemed to be getting closer to each other during this weekend experience. As they sat there, John wrapped his arm around each of them, resting his hands on their stomachs, rubbing small circles over their chests and tummy's. Occasionally he would let his left hand drop low enough to tickle Jack's penis with his little finger in a way he thought Ronnie wouldn't see. Soon, Jack had a raging hardon. Whether Ronnie could see what John was doing, he couldn't help but see the hardon that his friend developed when he glanced in that direction, and soon he had one of his own. And as John watched the boys' erections twitch in their shorts, his own penis became fully erect and began throbbing against Ronnie's butt. "I love you, Uncle John," the boy said quietly. "I love you, too, Ronnie," John replied with emotion, rubbing his cheek first against the top of Ronnie's head and then against Jack's. As the news ended, John forced himself to send the boys to bed. "I think it's time we all went to our rooms." Then as he saw the boys grabbing their crotches as they climbed from his lap, he boldly asked, "Do you need a fresh towel, Jack?" Ronnie blushed deeply but didn't hide his face as Jack responded, "No, Uncle John. The one from last night is still OK." The boys went to Jack's room and shut the door as John checked the doors and turned off the lights before going to his room and taking care of his raging hardon, thinking of the feel of the boy's hard peckers in his hands. Once in the bedroom, Jack and Ronnie stripped off their shorts and gazed at each other's erections and at their own, as well. "I thought it was cool when he just laid his hand in my lap and let me push against it. I almost came, it felt so good," Ronnie went on, beginning to play with his erection. "Yeah, me too," Jack said, stroking his cock and fingering his nuts. "You want to beat off together and watch either other do it? Or do you want to do each other?" "Gosh, I don't know. Watching you beat off is really exciting, and it's just as exciting knowing you're watching me. But your dick feels good when I stroke it, too." "Let's get up on the bed facing each other with the towel between us. Then we can sort of do both. Gosh! I'm so hot I may cum a quart." "Yeah, me too. Your dick looks really neat." The boys knelt on the bed facing each other, laying the towel on the bed between them to catch their spunk when they came. They stroked themselves first, then each reached for the other's cock and they stroked each other. As they were pumping each other, Ronnie whispered, "Did you see me when I reached down between us?" "Yeah," Jack whispered back, breathing heavily. "What were you doing?" he asked as though he hadn't already figured it out. "Well I just meant to push John's penis out from under my butt, but when I touched it, my hand wrapped around it. It felt really big and hard!" he exclaimed, wide-eyed with the memory and with the excitement building in his nuts. "I wonder if we'll be as big as that when we grow up." Jack mused that he had asked John that very question not so long ago. "Yeah, I suspect so. But you never know how things will turn out. I hope mine is that size. I don't like huge dicks." Ronnie was so excited he didn't think to ask how Jack knew anything about huge dicks. "Gosh, watching you beat off is gonna make me cum soon. That is so cool!" Jack was glad Ronnie was so close to cuming. It seemed that he wasn't going to ask any embarrassing questions about what he and John may have done by themselves. About that time, Jack's eyes got real big, his breathing became raspy and he moaned loudly as his cum shot from the end of his penis. The first glob actually went so far it landed on the head of Ronnie's penis. Ronnie started cuming as soon as he saw Ronnie's spunk shoot from his dick, and the two boys moaned and groaned together as Ronnie's dry climax mingled with Jack's messier one. As soon as they had cleaned themselves up, they turned out the light and climbed under the covers. Ronnie snuggled up to Jack's back like spoons in a drawer and draped his arm over Jack's waist. He went to sleep with his hand wrapped around Jack's limp penis, his own pressed against his friend's buttocks. In his room down the hall, John had already cum when he heard the boys' moans and groans. Those sounds brought a smile to his lips and were the last thing he thought of as he drifted off to sleep, wishing once again that he had a son or sons of his own. The three of them rounded out the weekend with church, lunch and more swimming, and then John took Ronnie home. He and Jack went inside and met Ronnie's mom, Mary, and they talked awhile about the weekend while Ronnie showed Jack his room. John assured her that Ronnie had been no problem and had in fact been a joy to have around. By the time he and Jack left, Mary was feeling quite comfortable about Ronnie spending time with this man.