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Shane was bent over the rustic garden gate, he was swinging back and forward whiling away his time, enjoying the warm summer sun on his back, waiting for Nathan to return from school.

Life had developed into a pleasant routine, there was the usual cycle of fun work and love but the Colonel had decided to add another dimension and packed Shane and Nathan both off to school.

The teaching institution was a private affair as no official governmental education system existed since the collapse. Only a few privileged boys attended the school which meant the education system was good and the boys benefited enormously.

Shane was sent to the junior school which was in the same building as the senior school which Nathan, Brett and Alan attended, but Shane had different hours.

Being a reflection of the private education institutions that existed before the collapse of society the school not only have good teaching, a strict code of discipline it also involved the wearing of a uniform.

Having just returned from school Shane was dressed in the classic grey “V” necked jumper with a red band around the cuffs of the sleeves and the neck along with a white shirt with striped tie, grey shorts and the usual grey knee socks. The socks were of course by this time of day around the boys ankles as befits a scamp.

The older boys had similar uniforms excepts they had a blue edging to the jumper, and much to Nathans disgust he too had to wears short trousers, the same as Alan, as at this school the wearing of the long trousers was not allowed until the age of 14 was attained.

Shane was still swinging back and forth on the gate humming to himself and daydreaming. He did not hear the figure that had crept up behind him which then inflicted a fairly severe swat to his back side. Shane hopped of the gate and did a little dance which consisted of hopping around and rubbing his bottom and chanting “ow ow ow”.

“What have I told you about swinging on that gate young man?” said the Colonel sternly.

The shock had then left the boy and he replied with an attempt at a cheesy grin. “Sorry sir I forgot”.

The Colonel did not quite manage to suppress a smile “well maybe your slapped backside will help you remember in future”.

Shane grinned back and said “yes sir” and saluted.

The Colonel considered maybe another swat on the bum may be appropriate for such obvious insubordination but decided against it and added “how long have you been home and why have you not come to say hello and tell me about your day?”

Shane answered coyly “well I am sorta waiting, I would have but, you know...”. The boys decided that the next best course of action was to attack the Colonel, he jumped up and grab him around the neck and planted a big wet kiss on the man,s cheek.

This completely broke the battled hardened soldier and who then grinned again and said “I suppose that will have to do instead, the boys won't be long , come to the kitchen and get a drink when they get here”.

The Colonel sauntered off congratulating himself again on what a a good decision it was to bring both the boys to his home not so long ago.

The Colonel loved all the boys but Shane had brought something special to the house,. He was the youngest, he was naive and innocent but his spirit now filled the whole place. The Colonel was a little jealous of the relationship between Shane and Nathan, but it was obvious it was something special and he was too good a man to try and spoil it . “Let’s see what happens, Nathan and Shane are going to be around for a few years yet” he thought.

Shane leaned patiently against the fence waiting for the other boys to come home. He was soon rewarded by the sound of chatter and the sight of three boys madly peddling their bikes down the country lane towards the farmhouse.

Shane leapt up and waved excitedly his eyes focused on Nathan who was winning the race that was taking place between the boys. Nathans face beamed back as he caught his first sight of the younger boy.

The boys arrived in a cloud of dust, they dumped the bikes on the grass outside the garden and collapsed on the ground out of breath from their exertions. Shane took advantage of the situation and jumped on top of the horizontal body of his best friend. “Well what have we here” said Nathan breathing heavily and looking at the youngster lying on top of him.

Alan and Brett turned to look at who Nathan was talking too “looks like a sprog to me” said Alan.

Brett interjected “ah that is no ordinary sprog, that is the lesser spotted pants wetting sprog”.

This is where Shane tried to make his escape because he knew what was coming next. He was too late and he knew it, he did try to struggle but it was futile as all three boys held him down and proceeded to tickle him to the point that he had not only stopped laughing; he could not breath.

Shane pleaded “please, please stop. No Please stop” but it was too late as a small wet patch appeared on the front of the boys shorts.

Nathan knew this was the time to stop before the joke went to far, Alan and Brett also knew that when Nathan said “OK let's leave the child alone” that it is the time to back off. The older boys knew that the bond between the two boys was so strong that boundaries had to be respected.

Shane by this point was indignant. He had yet again been tickled to the pants wetting point, But he was reconciled by a gentle kiss from his lover which made him feel a little better.

The four boys knew what their next conquest was, it was the fridge. They all burst into the kitchen to find the Colonel pouring over a cookery book, which was one of his favorite pass times in his effort to satisfy the boundless appetites of his extended family.

The fridge was attacked, bottles of milk were taken out and guzzled down, slices of cold meat were snatched from the shelves and devoured by the ravenous boys.

The Colonel then had to intervene, “Hey enough you animals, bloody hell, this happens every day”.

Orders were then given out, “right you get get some glasses and pour the milk, you get out some plates . You butter some bread and make some sandwiches”. All four boys giggled as they followed the orders of the indignant Colonel.

Civilization having been reestablished the Colonel asked “OK Spawn of Satan who is going to tell me about their day at that very expensive educational establishment”. Alan burped from drinking his milk too quickly which resulted in the Colonel chasing him around the kitchen trying to kick his backside.

“I am living with a pack of animals” exclaimed the Colonel.

The chatter then ensued, Brett had a nice day getting good results in his history test, Nathan needed a new pair of sports shorts and Alan had an average but enjoyable day.

The Colonel turned to Shane “and you?” he said. The younger boy scratched his backside and thinking deeply “it was good; lunch was crap though too many veggies”.

“Young man you have been scratching your arse on and off for the last thirty minutes, have you got fleas or something” Said the Colonel.

Nathan piped up “no he has a red bit on his bum, I meant to tell you about that”.

A stool was pulled out from under the kitchen counter and the Colonel pointed at it “up you get young man”. Shane started to climb onto the stool but had to be helped up by the lean and strong man.

Shane stood on the stool waiting for his medical inspection. “Right drop the shorts and lets have a look” instructed the Colonel “but first of all why are the front of your shorts wet?”.

Shane blurted out wide eyed and indignant “that was not my fault they all held me down and beat me up and made me wet my pants” pointing at the older boys.

Alan interjected “we did not beat him up, but we might have tickled him a bit”. All three boys laughed.

“That's what I call bullying, picking on this poor little innocent angel” said the man in his best officers voice.

Alan added “angel my arse, he threw cold water over me when I was in the bath last night”.

Everybody had to admire the look of pretend innocence on Shane’s face. “Right drop the shorts and lets have a look” barked the Colonel.

Shane dropped his shorts and very soggy underpants while the man and the other three boys went around the back for the medical examination.

It was a peculiar looking crowd staring at the young boy's now naked arse. The Colonel had now put on his spectacles and was peering intently, Alan was still stuffing a sandwich in his face and the other two just looked on feigning interest.

What they saw was a perfect rounded boy bubble butt of delicious proportions pert but supple. They all moved around to the front to examine for any problems there. Alan still munching on his sandwich said with a full mouth “what's that?” .

Brett replied “a penis only smaller”.

The young boy shouted in indignation “hey!!!”.

The Colonel had to turn away to hide the grin on his face, he had to grit his teeth in fact to stop himself laughing.

The man then declared “I diagnose infantile dermatitis”. “dermawhat” said Shane. “nappy rash” continued the colonel.

The other three boys now could not control themselves they fell about laughing. Shane was red faced with embarrassment from the indignity of it all.

The Colonel decided to step in to defend the dignity of the younger boy and admonished the three older boys “you lot are bullies stop picking on this poor little cherub”. This did not help at all making the older boys laugh even louder.

“Right” said the Colonel. “you pull up your shorts” talking to Shane “ you three come with me”. The three older boys stopped laughing and looked at each other a little surprised. The Colonel stopped in front of the large kitchen table and ordered “all three of you bend over”. The boys hesitated. “Come on I have not got all day” barked the man.

The three older boys knew it was not the time to disobey and rushed forward and lay face down on the table. “You go and fetch the kitchen towel, that wet one over there will do” pointed the Colonel. Shane scampered off to fetch the towel wondering what hell was going to happen next.

The Colonel decided to use this opportunity to survey what was before him and enjoy it. From left to right there was one 12 year old backside wearing school shorts, small pert but still very cute.

Next to the 12 year old was the slightly older boy with a also somewhat pert bottom, but showing the start of a growth spurt. The boys muscles were more defined making the seat of his shorts a bit tighter allowing the outline of the underpants to show through.

The last boy at 14 was clearly more developed, his baggy grey school trousers did not give much away but it did not matter to the Colonel he knew what lay beneath the covering of grey cotton, he knew it was delicious.

Shane stood there holding out the towel for the Colonel. The man addressed the younger boy “you may think this towel has a use only for drying hands or mopping up spills but let me demonstrate another application”.

The Colonel held the towel at arms length and gently twirled it until the towel curled itself into a snake like shape. The towel was then flicked with great speed and precision like a whip to give a spectacular “crack” as it whacked against the backside of the 12 year old.

There was some pain involved on the process but the loud crack that came from using the towel as whip made it disproportionate from the pain it inflicted. The Colonel moved onto the 13 year old to repeat the process, finishing off with the older boy.

The Colonel now handed the towel to Shane “there you go, take over now and don’t forget its all in the wrist; twirl and flick”.

This delighted Shane he was going to get his revenge for all the teasing he had been getting in a spectacular and satisfying way. His first efforts were a bit weak but he soon got the hang of it . Each flick of the towel resulted a “ow” “eek” or “uhhh” from each boy.

The Colonel left Shane to enjoy his task while he went to his bedroom to fetch some cream for Shane’s nappy rash.

By the time the man had returned to the kitchen each of the older boys were sporting a very red and stinging arse.

“That will do for now” said the Colonel. Shane looked a little disappointed but finished off his victory with a little dance with his hands above his head shouting “revenge is mine”.

The Colonel told the three older boys to stand. They obeyed rubbing their now stinging backside. The man had a huge problem trying to stop himself smiling. He failed much to the indignation of the three older boys.

“Just you wait, you little shit” said Alan glaring at Shane. “Enough now” said the Colonel. “Now I am being serious, You lot are starting to bully this young man a little too much, I don’t mind fooling around but tone it down a bit”.

All three boys bowed their heads accepted the criticism and nodded.

“Right finish your food, get changed out of your uniforms and do your homework , the sooner your work is done the earlier you can go out and play” ordered the Colonel.

Shane was still smirking from his victory but a sense of calmness ensued as the boys put away their dishes and wandered off to their respective bedrooms.

The two younger lover boys started to leave but the Colonel stopped them handing Nathan a grey tub with a red label on. “Sudacreme best cure for nappy rash” he said. Another large tube of a cream was added to the prescription, “rub this all over his back and front side just before you put on his nappy it will stop the rash starting again.”

Shane and Nathan went to their bedroom. The younger boy stripped off his damp shorts and underpants while Nathan took off his school uniform and hung it up in the wardrobe.

Shane was twisting his body around in order to see the rash on his bum cheeks. “Come here sweetheart I will make it better” said the older boy.

“Come and lie on the bed and I put some cream on that bum” said Nathan.

Shane was now naked, but Nathan still had his underpants on as the younger boy climbed onto the bed. Shane lay on his front as Shane first inspected the area of irritation then applied the healing cream lovingly to the required area. Shane felt a bit of pleasure as he noticed that the older boy had got a little “excited” in the underpants area due to the application of the cream.

Shane then sat up and pushed Nathan onto his back into a relaxed position head on pillow. He then laid on top of his lover groin to groin resting his chin on the older boys chest.

Looking into Nathans eyes he said “is that good enough for you? Or should I make you even more comfortable?”

“Well you can if you want” said Nathan “I don’t really mind” mocking some indifference in his response.

Shane sat up and placed his fingers into the waistband of the older boys underpants. Nathan lifted his bum off the bed to allow removal of the garment. The underpants were slipped off and thrown onto the floor.

Shane could not resist a peek at the still red bum of the older boy and smirked. “I could put some cream on that bum it looks like nappy rash to me”.

Nathan snarled and grabbed Shane by the arms and pulled the now giggling boy back on top of him. “I ought to give you a good hiding for what you did to me in the kitchen”. Shane responded “no you wont cos you love me too much”.

Nathan pondered that statement and responded “Well I may let you off just this one time”. Instead of any punishment Shane received a gentle kiss full on the lips.

The boys did not fully appreciate the art of kissing at this point of their young lives. Their kisses were restricted to loving pecks on the lips or cheeks but they were pretty well developed in the mutual love of each others bodies.

Shane’s head was now resting on the older boys chest and he was enjoying the contact of his now fully erect penis rubbing against the naked groin of his lover. Nathans somewhat larger appendage was also enjoying the proximity of the younger boys body and by the gentle use of grinding motions he was getting very aroused.

The love making progressed as Nathan gently rubbed his hands over the back of the boy lying on top of him. This procedure of this gentle massage never failed to get a relaxed sigh out of the boy, who was now in total heaven.

Nathans hands then progressed lower to the buttocks and between the cheeks onward too that special place he had not yet fully explored. Shane parted his legs slightly to allow Nathan better access, he felt a little reticent about someone playing with that place where poo came out of but the pleasure he got from Nathan rubbing that area was just too good to be ignored.

The two boys love making was still somewhat crude which was a reflection of their young age. So the next move for them both had become a routine, but a routine they never failed to enjoy.

Shane lifted himself off Nathan and turned his attention to the other boys penis. He was getting more adept at this method and a few minutes after first applying his lips to the older boys penis Nathan was squirming on the bed in the throes of another dry orgasm.

As in any relation ship give and take was the rule so it was the turn of Shane. Places were exchanged and within a few minutes the younger boy had his back arched , head thrown back with his face contorted into a silent scream of pleasure as the orgasm was duly reciprocated.

What was just as pleasurable for both of them was the time they now spent lying in each others arms with Shane’s head rested on Nathans chest, slowly coming down from a another youthful voyage into the pleasure dome.

After ten minutes Nathan said :come on lets go I have my home work to do and with a bit of luck we may have time for a cycle ride together down to the river”.

This sounded a good plan to Shane, “I am going for a poo see you in a bit” he said.

Nathan jumped off the bed and quickly dressed into his play clothes and ran off to get his school bag and start his homework.

Shane disapeard into the bathroom and waited until he heard the other boy leave. Nobody knew of Shane’s secret stash he had hidden behind the wardrobe. A few weeks earlier he had found a pack of disposable underpants in the store room. They were labeled Drynites, they must have come from the time before the collapse because he had never seen anything like them before. He did not care he had a full pack of twelve and he carefully looked after them.

Shane carefully pulled one out of the pack and slipped it on, followed by a his play clothes which easily hid the bulge of the thick underpants.

It said underpants on the packet along with a picture of a boy few years older than him, but it was obvious that they were nothing more than a disposable nappy for older boys and Shane loved them.

He had got away with it for a while because he was careful, so cautions that not even Nathan had caught him wearing them. He was very satisfied with his little secret.

The Colonel watched Nathan coming back into the kitchen looking for his school bag, he commented “you have been a long time”.

Nathan replied “oh, it took a long time to apply the cream”.

The Colonel made an exaggerated wink, “ah that’s what they call it these days then, applying the cream” he said in a semi sarcastic manner.

Nathan blushed and stuck his tongue out at the Colonel who in response chased the laughing boy out of the kitchen.

The Colonel shouted after the fleeing boy, “its butt plug night tonight so don’t forget”. The boy replied with a tingle of excitement going through his body “yeh course I will come and find you after I have been out with Shane if that's OK”.

Nathan had finished his homework, he sat back in the chair and stretched up his arms up in an effort to rid himself of the fatigue. It had been a good, but long day, and he did not really feel like a bike ride, somebody else had different ideas.

His little “puppy” had been sitting watching his every move ready for this moment. The “puppy” pounced “come on then lets go lets go...” dragging the poor exhausted twelve year old out into the garden.

Nathan and Shane loved the river, they would climb the trees, paddle in the edges and on hot days strip down to their underwear and swim in the cool refreshing water.

The trip to the river did not take long as it was only 2 miles from the farmhouse. As usual when they got there the place was deserted which allowed them a lot of special private time together.

They debated what was first, tree climbing or paddling. They both opted for paddling to search for crayfish underneath the rocks at the edge of the river.

They removed there shoes and started the search. It must have been the wrong time of the year as there efforts resulted in one small crayfish which they threw back. It was a pity as when they did return with a catch of crayfish the Colonel heaped a multitude of praises on them along with a bear hug each as he loved the eating crayfish which he considered a great delicacy.

The day was hot so Nathan declared “come on lets have a swim I am tired and bothered it will make me feel better”.

Shane went cold and said “er I don’t know, I er.. don’t feel like it”.

“Don't be daft you love it “ said the older boy as he rushed out of the water pulled off his tee shirt and shorts and ran back into the water just wearing his underpants.

Nathan felt the cool water bring his body back to life and the tiredness lift from his slender body. He turned around expecting to see Shane beside him but the younger boy was standing on the river bank looking stressed and a little upset.

Nathan climbed out of the water and went to his friend and put his arms around him “You OK, you don’t look very happy, you always love swimming here”. “Well I don’t now” yelled Shane in anger and stormed off.

The outburst upset Nathan, he had never seen Shane act like this before and he was determined to get to the bottom of it.

Nathan chased his companion onto the river bank and grabbed him by the arm and said “hold on hold on, whats this about don’t shout at me like that, there is something wrong, whats going on?”.

Shane stood and looked at Nathan. He had shouted at the most important person in his life for no real reason. The young boy just burst out crying.

Nathan was even more puzzled and sat down and pulled Shane into his lap and hugged his sobbing body.

Nathan gave him time to calm down and then said “listen to me there is something wrong and I want to know what is bothering you, I have a right to know”.

There followed a period of silence until Shane said quietly “promise you wont laugh”.

Nathan shook his head and looked puzzled “laugh, laugh at what I am just bloody worried that you are upset about something I just don’t understand”.

The younger boy gently pulled himself free of his lover and stood up. Shane pulled off his tee shirt and looked petrified. Shane slowly started to lower his shorts as Nathan looked on bemused.

Nathan did not say anything as he looked at Shane standing in front of him with his shorts around his ankles. Nathan tried to formulate a sensible response to what he saw, he could not think of anything just calmly stated the obvious.

“What are those you are wearing?” .

Shane took a deep breath and said in a slightly exasperated way “its a disposable nappy for older boys”.

Nathan kept his calm manner and added “there could be many reasons why you are wearing a nappy during the day under your clothes, would you like to tell me why”.

Shane started to sob slightly “you promise not to tell anybody, you promise”.

Nathan stuttered “no, no of course not I am confused but don’t worry I wont tell anybody anything, what is it?”.

Shane looked relieved then blurted out the full confession about how he liked to wear a nappy and how it all started from the first night at the farmhouse when they woke up the next day in bed wearing a nappy....”.

The words came thick and fast from the young boy and Nathan was trying to get his head around it all. Nathan finally stopped Shane and said “OK so you like to wear nappies?” Shane nodded “do you really need nappies at night?”, Shane answered that he does sometimes, he only has real accidents 2 or 3 times a week, the rest of the time he deliberately wets the nappy.

Shane waited in trepidation at what Nathan was going to say next. Nathan let his head clear for a couple of seconds, thought a little more and said “why did you not tell me earlier? If you want to do that sort of thing you just do it. If it gives you pleasure I will help you in any way I can, just please stop crying it upsets me”.

Shane looked at the older boy tears filling his eyes again. Shane wrapped his arms around the neck of his lover kissed him and said “I love you very much, I am so lucky to have you with me, you mean everything to me”.

This brought a lump to Nathans throat, it was only at times like this did he realise that having Shane in his life like this made life truly special and how important this scrawny little boy was to him.

Nathan returned the kiss and pulled the shorts from around the ankles of the now very happy little boy and carried him down into the water.

The next hour was spent swimming in the river and planning and plotting on how was Shane going to get to wear his nappy as much as he could. How he could not wear them to school because of when he did physical education lessons. What was he going to do when he ran out of the disposable nappies, since he had only one pack was another problem yet to be solved.

“Shit look at the time we had better get back” said Nathan looking at his watch. “We can talk more later in bed OK?” He added.

Both boys quickly dressed. Nathan removed his wet underpants and put on his dry shorts, Shane very reluctantly threw away the now soaked nappy which meant he had one less pair from his sacred stock.

The two boys sped off back to the farmhouse; two friends who were now closer than ever.

They rushed into the farmhouse to be greeted by a grumpy Colonel. “At last I was going to send out the search parties to find you two”.

“Sorry” retorted Nathan “we got a bit carried away, we were having so much fun down by the river”.

The Colonel stood hands on hips and looked at the two out of breath boys and said “well that’s OK I suppose as long you were having a good time, go and wash your hands dinner is ready, no crayfish by the way?”.

“Aww no sorry, we did look but only found one, a small one” replied Shane.

“I think at this time of year they go into deeper water to breed so they are difficult to find” shouted Brett from the kitchen.

“There you go, free words of wisdom from the original wank monster, now scram we are waiting for you” added the Colonel.

Dinner was the usual affair, good food, random chatter, laughing and arguing, it was probably one of the best times of the day for this extended but unusual family.

The Colonel always did the work for the preparation of the dinner so the youths did the clean up work after wards. The table was cleared, stuff put away , Shane got out his foot stool so he could reach the sink and take his turn with the washing up.

The family afterward gathered in the living room to watch television or sometimes play games together. Tonight there was the usual fight for the sofa but a compromise was reached by Alan taking up half the sofa lying with his head on the Colonels lap, Shane firmly planted himself laying on top of Nathan and Brett was a bit on edge slumped sideways across a nearby armchair.

They were enjoying an old film on the DVD player. Shane was doing his best to make Nathan get an erection by wiggling his bum into Nathans groin, he of course succeeded. The Colonel was stroking Alan's hair and face, Brett was as usual scratching his bits.

“Who is duty slave tonight?” asked the Colonel, “Brett” , “Alan”, “Nathan” came the instantaneous replies.

“Hmm” was the response from the Colonel “Brett large whiskey please”. “Aww its always my turn just as I was getting comfy”.

The boy made the big mistake of passing within swatting range of the Seated Colonel who managed to plant a good “thwack” on the bum of the teenager. “Arghh” was the predictable response from Brett and raucous laughter from everybody else.

The film finished and everybody drifted off to their rooms ready for bed. Nathan and Shane were still covered in detritus after their swim in the river so they both climbed into a hot bath together and chatted.

Nathan already had made his nightly preparations by laying out Shane’s nappy now knowing that it served a dual purpose and he considered ways of making the nightly ritual more interesting for the younger boy.

Shane emerged from the bathroom drying his back and smiled at his older friend who was standing in front of the bed holding a pair of plastic pants in his hand.

Nathans expression changed “shit I forgot, tonight is a butt plug night”.

He picked up Shane jim jams and threw them at the younger boy, “sorry sweetheart I will do this later I promise, get dressed and lets go and find the boss”.

Two pajama clad boys dashed down the corridor to the Colonels study to get the last task of the day out of the way. They had stopped politely knocking on the study door some time ago and just burst in too find the room empty. “to the bedroom” said Shane.

They reached the Colonels bedroom “I think we had better knock this time” said Nathan. The knock resulted in a “Yes” from inside the confines of the bedroom.

Shane pushed open the door and dashed in hoping for at least to get a pillow fight with the Colonel in recompense for his nightly nappying being delayed.

Both boys screamed to a halt as they found the Colonel and Alan both lying naked on the bed side by side. Both boys turned red in the face with embarrassment.

“Ah, right, OK, sorry” said Nathan “its just I nearly forgot the butt plug”.

The Colonel and Alan laughed. “Don't worry and don’t be embarrassed everybody else is entitled to some love as well as you two” giving the two younger boys a knowing smile. “How many times have you been at it today, two, three times?”

“only once” responded Shane. “once eh, must have been a busy day” responded the Colonel.

The Colonel had a glint in his eye when he whispered into Alan’s ear “shall we put on a show?”. Alan turned his head and looked at the Colonel to see if he was serious, and whispered back “yeh why not”.

The Colonel pointed to a large wing backed armchair in the corner of the room which had a clear view of the bed and said “go and sit on there for a while”.

The two boys sat on the chair together and made themselves comfortable, Shane as usual embedded into the older boys lap.

The Colonel was lying behind Alan, he then reached around the boy and found his still erect penis and slowly started to masturbate him.

Alan looked at the two boys too see what their reaction were. Nathan was smiling intently and Shane had his mouth wide open as usual.

Alan turned back his full attention to the love making.

Alan turned his head and made contact with the Colonels mouth, they both exchanged tongues. The colonel intensified his masturbation of the boy in order to push him close to the edge which did not take long, but the man then stopped short leaving the boy frustrated and hungry for more.

Alan was then turned on his back and the man laid on top of the teenager to make proper mouth to mouth contact.

Nathan was making mental notes, it was the first time he had seen both the participants naked. The teenage boy was quite well developed but was the typical skinny boy. His body was hairless apart from a reasonable tuft crowning his respectable five and a half inch penis. Nathan had looked at the boy before but the only clues he had seen to what attributes the boy had was the obvious bulge in his trousers and the well defined legs exposed by the short trousers he wore to school.

Turning his attention to the man it was obvious to see that the Colonel as still in the prime of life. His body was slender and muscular covered with the down of thick hair on the legs and chest. The man also proudly sported a penis that Nathan estimated must be over six inches long. The boy also made a mental note that he had many grades of butt plug to progress through before he could accommodate this fully grown man.

The Colonel lifted himself off the teenaged boy and turned his attention to his cock. The Colonel licked the end of the rock hard rod and then engulfed it all deep into his throat. This brought gasp from the boy. The man worked the boy again close to eruption and pulled back before the peak, which again made the teenager squeal with frustration.

The man wanted the boy to orgasm in one way and one way only with his penis embedded up his boys tight arse.

The boys backside was then propped up by two pillows with him lying on his back and legs lifted. The Colonels penis was duly lubricated. No application was necessary for the boys entrance as he had, like Nathan, undergone months of “preparation”.

The climax to the performance was close. The Colonel placed his rod at the entrance to the willing boy. The expression on the boys face was clear to read. He had been robbed of a orgasm twice and he was desperate for fulfillment, he wanted the mans cock inside him desperately.

The Colonel did his duty and started to penetrate the boy. Alan grasped the bed sheet and grimaced, gritting his teeth. He knew that the discomfort was only temporary, soon to be replaced by pleasure.

Than man was now fully inside the boy. A couple of slow smooth thrusts changed the expression on the boy as the bud of pleasure inside his body was massaged into life. The Colonel knew when the time was right and he started the conquest of the boy.

There followed a quite a few minutes of penetration by the man in order to bring them both to a peak. The boy responded first, he face lifted up in a silent scream, his breath left him then with a small howl he deposited a reasonable load of sperm onto his own chest and stomach. This pushed the man himself over the top as he growled “yes” through gritted teeth as he filled to boys bowels with his sperm.

The Colonel collapsed onto the boy breathless. Alan in gratitude rubbed lovingly the mans back in order to bring him back down smoothly. The Colonel had one last move as he extracted himself from the boy and laid contently beside him.

Both relaxed for a while but Alan soon jumped out of bed and dashed into the bathroom to deposit the Colonels recent gift down the toilet.

The Colonel had forgotten about the two other boys in the room, until he reached across to grab a baby wipe in order to clean his greasy, now flaccid, penis. The Colonel smiled when he saw the expressions on the two younger boys faces.

The Colonel then beckoned Nathan and Shane to come over . Both boys rose and went towards the bed. The man reached out and in turn felt the front of the pajamas of both boys. Not surprisingly the younger boy was still soft, but the Colonel was pleased to find that Nathan was sporting a rock hard erection which confirmed his suspicions that the twelve year old was in fact gay.

Nathan was then instructed to run to the study to fetch a belt and a size 4 butt plug. While Nathan was gone Shane climbed onto the bed totally unphased by what he has seen and unafraid of the man lying on the bed now relaxing.

The Colonel chatted with the young boy “what did you think?” he asked.

“that looked amazing, is it as really as good as it looks?” asked Shane.

The Colonel did not hesitate. “even better” was the reply. “Your love making must be pretty good but just you wait in a few years you will be at it all day” smiled the man.

Alan emerged from the bathroom having cleaned himself up, he retrieved his underpants from the floor put them on and joined the Colonel and Shane on the bed.

Alan ruffled the young boys hair and said “what did you think?”. The reply was the same “amazing”.

Nathan burst back into the room carrying the waist strap and a fairly large size 4 butt plug. The Colonel took the implements off the boy and started to assemble them.

Pull down your pajamas and lye on the bed please sweetheart. Nathan untied the string of his pajamas and let them drop around his ankles before lying back on the bed. The Colonel was pleased to find that the boy was still sporting an erection.

The Butt plug being bigger than the last ones took a little longer to get into place. The colonel was gentle and slowly introduced the black rubber into that sensitive hole. After a few minutes the task was finished and the boy could stand this enabled the waist band to be fastened and the two front straps secured.

The Colonel raised his eyebrows as Nathan was still displaying a fine 4 inch boner. This made the Colonel think.

He finished adjusting the belt and making sure that the butt plug was fully inserted into the boy.

He then said to Nathan “in a few years Shane is going to go through this but he does not need to, because you are young and still small in the trouser department you could start now and do the preparation for me”.

Shane piped up “you mean for Nathan to put his willy up my bum?”. “Yes, clever boy” replied the Colonel “are you willing?”. “Course I am” responded the youngster shrugging his shoulders.

Nathan nodded also, his breath began to shorten in expectation of what was to come.

The Colonel stripped off the pajamas of the older boy and Alan joined in by taking of the nightwear of the expectant and now excited 9 year old.

Shane was now on question overload. “Why did Alan pee on his chest?”.

”That was not pee” replied the Colonel “It was sperm, it is produced by your testicles and when you have an orgasm it comes out of your willy”.

The young boy looked down at his own immature testicles in amazement.

“I would not get to excited you are still to young, its normally when you reach thirteen or so that you can produce sperm” added Alan.

Shane looked at the ball sack hanging between Nathans legs noting that they were bigger and hung lower. “Before you ask Nathan is also too young to produce sperm though he is not far off, in a maximum of one year he will be able to come” continued the Colonel.

It was Nathans turn to be curious “so what pushes out the sperm when you make love to Alan and if I cant make sperm why can I still have an orgasm?”.

The Colonel smiled at ever curious minds of children and responded “well firstly you have a dry orgasm which is nearly just as good, also when you stick your willy up an persons bum it rubs against a special part inside call the prostate gland which feels real nice and causes the guy to have an orgasm which then produces sperm”.

Both boys were now processing this information and starting to wonder how it affected them.

“I see now when I have my butt plug in and I sit down it sometimes feels real good especially when I wriggle my bum about” said Nathan.

“you got it in one” said the Colonel.

Shane still looked puzzled so the Colonel decided to enlighten him. “Lye down on the bed and lift your legs up to your chest” he instructed Shane.

The boy complied and watched the Colonel apply some cream to his long finger. The man turned to the boy and said “this may feel a little uncomfortable or hurt at first but bear with me”.

The Colonel pressed his finger against the cherry of the young boy. Instinctively Shane winced especially when the long digit broke through the barrier and entered his special place. The man let his finger rest for a while to allow Shane to get used to the feeling. He then pushed in further.

The Colonel looked at the expression of Shane to gauge his reaction, the boy remained calm so the man felt around inside the boy until he located his small underdeveloped prostate. The Colonel then gently rubbed his finger up and down on the gland.

Shane felt relaxed since he was among friends but when he felt the Colonels finger fully inside of him a feeling of great pleasure came over him, he sighed and closed his eyes.

“There you go I have hit the spot noticing the expression on Shane’s face, how does that fell young man”.

Shane whispered “that feels real good”.

The man took out his finger much to the disappointment for the young boy.

Nathan then piped up “so when I put my willy in Shane’s bum he should feel the same?”. “Yes” said the Colonel “but be aware you might not be quite long enough to reach the prostate you will have to experiment” pointing at Nathans still erect penis.

Nathan went a bit red at this point but he was looking forward to experimenting with his young friend.

“Lets give it a go should we” said the Colonel.

The Colonel repositioned Shane so that he little bubble butt overhung the edge of the bed slightly with his knees pulled up to his chest. He then placed Nathan in the right place and gently applied some gel to his now very sensitive penis.

Nathan needed no further instruction he moved forward and pushed his penis inside his young lover and looked at his face for any hint of a reaction.

Shane just smiled content in knowing that he was giving Nathan much pleasure. Nathan pushed deeper and it was not until he was fully inside the younger boy and his thighs were rubbing against his lovers bum that he hit the jackpot.

Shane gave a small “ahhh” and closed his eyes in pleasure again.

“bingo” said the Colonel.

Again Nathan needed no instruction and continued to penetrate the younger boy though the stroke lengths were quite short due to the length if his penis.

Nathan was in a no win situation he orgasmed in just a few seconds because not only was his love rod being stimulated his own prostate was being massaged by the butt plug. Nathan threw his head back and yelped like a scolded puppy as he was pushed over the edge.

Shane looked a little disappointed but soon understood after the Colonel had explained what had happened to his older lover. Shane was reassured that next time he too would feel some benefit from the mutual love making.

Alan handed out some baby wipes so that the now satisfied boys could clean themselves up.

“Happy now” said the Colonel. Both boys nodded enthusiastically. “right well bugger off to bed then its getting late” he added.

Nathan took up the cue, “Come on the Piddling Pete lets get your nappy on and go to bed”. He said that now knowing that little tease containing a hint of humiliation would in fact give his young companion some slightly twisted pleasure.

Shane displayed the expected mock indignation at being teased about being a nappy wearer, but inside his heart leapt at the thought that one of the best times of the day for him had now arrived.

The two boys wandered off to their bedroom hand in hand comparing notes on what had just happened.

“What do you think of having me go inside your bum, do you really like it? If you don't like it I wont do it anymore” said Nathan in consideration of the younger boy.

“Don't be daft” replied Shane “it was nice, a bit strange at first, I tell you what we will experiment for a bit then decide”.

Nathan planted a kiss on the head of his young lover admiring his attitude.

When they arrived back in their bedroom now exhausted both boys noticed the nappy lying on the bed waiting for its wearer. Nathan glanced down at his young companion to gauge he reaction. The younger boy was staring at the nappy with a contented smile on his face

Nathan sat on the bed and pulled Shane to stand in front of him. The younger boys pajama trousers were unfastened and pulled off to allow the plastic pants to be put in place.

Nathan pointed and said “and whats this?” pointing at the boner the younger boy was unashamedly displaying.

“A penis only smaller” grinned Shane.

“Does not look very small to me” replied Nathan who then planted a tender kiss on the tip of the love rod.

“Up you get” said Nathan as Shane eagerly leapt up and planted his bum on the nappy.

The thick wad of cloth was pulled up between the legs of the now content young boy. The sides were pinned in place and the plastic pants pulled up. Nathan could not think of anything else he could do to make that event any more special, the contented look on the younger boys face said it all.