Well, I lied again. I do actually have a good excuse this time, a chance at a once in a lifetime experience that I couldn't pass up. So I was away from my computer for a good five days. Anyways, again, thanks to Alex for editing this for me. He caught a lot of things that would be been embarassing (I even called Cole a girl at one point!).

So thanks to everyone for having patience. If you've followed my stories you know I tend to be optimistic about when I'll get stuff out, I guess life just gets in the way. But I've kept everything within two weeks this time and that's a huge improvement. So take what you can get, right?

I'm also announcing a contest related to "Cole." Someone sent me an e-mail and it got me thinking, what exactly does Cole look like in my head? Do I even know? Anyways, I'll tell you more about the contest at the bottom of this chapter, but winner will get something special! The winning entry will also be sent to my mailing list. Anyways, again more details below, don't want to junk the top up!

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Chapter Five

Thus began the summer of Jason and Cole. For being one of the most memorable times of my life, we sure didn't do anything too memorable. We spent a lot of the time being lazy around the house, just content to be with each other.

After that memorable first night back Sunday we spent our first day in the summer together moving all my stuff from the apartment to Cole's house. Max had a truck and helped us move all my stuff, which only took two trips. He offered to stay and help clear out the office so my stuff could go in, but Cole and I told him he had already done enough by offering his truck and helping us move all of it so far.

It was a lot of work moving everything across the entire house, you kind of had to loop around it to get to his mom's bedroom so everything had to be carried pretty far. Cole was surprisingly strong for his age and we were able to move the heavy desk without too many stops. Both of us had peeled our shirts off, hot from the activity, but also from the fact it was pushing ninety degrees outside.

Once everything had been transferred into Cole's mom's room, spare a bookcase and a few other things that I was just going to keep in my room, the task of moving all my stuff from the garage to my new bedroom emerged. Cole and I were both tired of moving stuff, so we decided to take a break for lunch. We munched on sandwiches in his backyard, both taking in the sun and enjoying ourselves.

Before we started back up we both were pretty horny from looking at each other shirtless, so we took a break for a little sex. I refused to have anal with Cole, his asshole still a tiny bit red and sore looking from last night. I told him I'd wait until it had completely healed and then slowly work him open before putting my cock up him again. Instead, I let Cole give me some head, which was amazing, and then let him assfuck me. We did it in Cole' favorite position when he was top, doggy style. He'd always collapse onto my back and he humped me as quick as he could, his warm breath tickling my neck and becoming more and more rapid until he exploded.

Finally we were able to move everything into my new bedroom. It was tiny and situated in the middle of the house, so I didn't really have any windows. I figured I'd mostly just sleep in there and could study other places since the Mason house was normally very quiet. Since I only had a twin bed most of me and Cole's sexual exploits would also take place in other areas of the house.

Part of the deal of getting to head back from my parents' house early was taking summer school, so on Tuesday I started that. It was only twice a week; on Tuesday and Thursday, from noon until 2 pm. Cole would often just stay home during this time, laying out in the sun to improve his tan most days. However, I encouraged him to see his friends and do other social things as much as he could. Sometimes on my days off Cole would have a friend over for a few hours but he'd make sure they left early enough to allow some alone time for us before his mom got home.

Soccer continued to dominate the evenings as Cole had practice four times a week for two hours. I always drove him over there for his mom and often stayed to watch practice. There was nothing like a bunch of boys running around in their soccer shorts, most of them with their shirts off as well due to the oppressive heat. Sometimes I'd bring my textbook to study, but I was always so distracted I rarely did anything useful.

I also was concerned about Cole becoming my whole life and nothing else really mattering. Not only would this look weird to the outside, I knew it wasn't the best thing for me. In order to keep our relationship strong we couldn't cling onto each other twenty four hours a day. Weekends I'd often hang out with friends from college and leave Cole and his mom the time together they truly deserved.

Meanwhile, I had made a pretty good friend, named Trevor, in my summer class that I hung out with quite a bit, in addition to Max and the gang. Sometimes Cole would get pouty that I was gone but I reminded him we still spent a majority of our time together and it was good to be apart once in a while. Overall, we struck a nice balance between other friends and our relationship with one another.

On my days off I'd often try to take Cole and his friends somewhere fun like the swimming pool, movie theater, mini golf, or the river. While it was tempting to always stay home with Cole and just enjoy each others' company, we truly had more fun going out and doing things together. However, some days we just didn't feel like doing anything and would lay around the house and watch TV and movies all day. We'd always try to go outside and do something, but often it was just throwing a Frisbee around or something else low key.

Three weeks into this memorable summer was a day just like that. It was a Friday, I was done with school for the week and it was nearly the only day of the week when Cole didn't have soccer. There was a heat wave ripping through town and the temperature had broken one hundred for the second consecutive day. Cole and I stayed inside all day, the A/C on to keep the house livable and all the blinds shut.

Cole had been naked the entire day, his mom couldn't afford to run the A/C to keep the house at 70 or anything, but instead just keep it livable at 78 or so. I had stripped to my boxers and was damp with sweat from the heat. We just slugged around the house, watching TV and eating one too many popsicles. For whatever reason the heat made me horny, and having Cole constantly naked and shining didn't help at all. I fucked him three times that day from ten in the morning until five when his mom got home from work. Cole's orgasm count stood at four as I sucked him off separately when I still wasn't quite ready to go again. We actually had to take a shower before his mom got home, our bodies becoming quite odorous after the multiple sex sessions and the constant heat. I made sure we were appropriately dressed when his mom got home, unwise to the fuckfest which had just occurred in her house.

"Hey mom," Cole said lazily from the couch, now slobbing around in athletic shorts, no underwear of course.

"Hey guys," she said, her voice tired. By the end of the week her job always wore her out to the point she'd be in bed by about eight o'clock that night.

"It's killer out there," I said, wearing an undershirt and basketball shorts. Unlike Cole, I actually had boxers on.

"I'm worried about your game tomorrow Cole," Linda commented, sifting through mail.

"Why?" Cole asked, his glance not breaking away from the television screen.

"It's supposed to be just as hot and your game is at two in the afternoon," she said, tearing into a bill.

"Oh," Cole said.

"Just drink a lot of water," I told Cole, remembering my days of playing soccer in high school. Some of those matches were played in similar weather and you felt like you could almost pass out.

"Jason, are you okay staying here alone with Cole tomorrow night?" Linda asked, walking into family room.

"Sure," I said, always eager to have a night with Cole alone.

"As you know, my sister's wedding is in a few weeks and she's freaking out over the details," Linda sighed. "Plus, I need to see my mom so I figured I could kill two birds with one stone this weekend."

"No problem," I said. "I can take Cole to his game and look out after him."

"Can Skyler still come over?" Cole asked. "I already invited him."

"Ask his mom at the game tomorrow if she's okay with Jason watching you guys," Linda told us. "I don't see why he can't come over."

"Cool," Cole grinned.

"Is that okay with you Jason?" Linda asked.

"Sure," I said. "I didn't have anything real solid with my friends this weekend so I'd be more than happy too."

"I don't know why your parents insist on paying me, you help out so much, I really appreciate it," Linda said, smiling at me.

"It's no problem," I assured her. "I like looking after Cole, he's a cool kid."

"He sure is," Linda said, giving Cole a kiss on the forehead before heading off to her room.

Cole turned towards me and cracked a sly smile.

"What?" I asked innocently.

"Cool kid?" Cole joked.

"You are!" I said.

"More like hot mother fucker," Cole said quietly, grinning.

"That too," I smiled back.

The rest of that night was pretty uneventful. Cole's mom had rented a movie and we watched it together. She fell asleep about halfway through and then stumbled off to her room once it was over. Cole and I continued to watch TV, snuggling together on the couch. We had our hands in each other's pants but it never escalated beyond that. I think our respective penises were plenty tired from the marathon earlier in the day. We went to sleep in our respective bedrooms, knowing that tomorrow night we could sleep together and go wild as his mom would not be here.

The next morning Cole's mom left the house by eight, prompting Cole to sleepily waltz into my room and flop down in bed next to me. I let him into my bed and stripped off my boxers so we were both naked. We fell back asleep and didn't wake up until eleven, my eyes slowly flickering open at the rustling of Cole beneath the sheets.

"Hey," he said sleepily, his hair in a mess and his eyes half open.

"Morning babe," I smiled tiredly back.

"We're being lazy," Cole said softly.

"Eh, your game isn't until two," I mumbled back.

We must have stayed there another half hour before Cole finally rolled off the bed and stumbled into the kitchen. I could hear the cereal pouring but I was still too tired to get up. After fifteen minutes or so Cole found his way back into my room, still buck naked, and gently rocked my shoulder back and forth.

"Showerrrrr," he moaned.

"Later," I mumbled.

"It's noon!" he exclaimed.

"Liar," I said, looking at the clock. "It's only 11:47, plenty of time."

"Please just get up?" Cole pouted, looking longingly at me.

"Fine," I gave in, not able to resist that face.

"We can sleep in a bunch tomorrow, I don't have a game this Sunday."

"Thank God," I sighed, finally flipping the sheets off of me and sitting on the edge of the bed.

"You're naked," Cole teased.

I just shook my head with a small smile.

The two of us went into the shower, something we had done together almost every weekday this summer once his mom had left for work. It was such a routine nowadays I didn't get an automatic boner like I used to. At some point in the shower Cole would always get hard and my dick responded, but we often would just ignore it. There were plenty of other places to have sex that would allow us to be more comfortable.

We did wash each other off; a routine. I always enjoyed soaping up Cole and twirling my finger around his privates, and he liked to do the same for me. The shower really wasn't about anything erotic for us, it was just the two of us taking care of each other and showing we cared about one another. We would just chat casually about the day to come and other rather unimportant topics, but it was time I would never give back.

After the shower we dried off and Cole went to get changed for his soccer game while I made myself a sandwich with some potato chips for lunch. Cole came out in his full out soccer get up, minus the cleats, and plopped down on the couch.

"Blue today huh?" I said, my mouth full.

"Duh, we're home," Cole said, flipping the television on.

"That's true," I said. The game was at the local middle school, a few miles away.

Cole was so adorable in his silky uniform, adorned with the logo of his soccer club and the number "4" on both sides. I didn't like the shin guards and socks however as they covered up his entire lower leg. Cole would bitch and moan about them ruining his tan but he wore his shorts baggy enough that none of his leg was really exposed.

For the next hour or so we just vegged out in front of the TV. Cole's game was at two o'clock and he had to be there thirty minutes early to warm up. About fifteen minutes before we left he begged me to give him a blow job so he wasn't horny during the game. I was more than happy and Cole got off within a few minutes. I still had the sweet taste of his cum in my mouth as we piled into my car and headed to the field.

I had become the de facto team manager since I was always there for the practices and games, so I helped set up the cones for a pre-game warm-up drill. By now I knew all the players' names and their general personalities. It was quite the mix of characters, eighth graders were probably varied more than any other age growing up. You had the kids that had hit puberty long ago and were basically sporting goatees, and then you had the little shrimps that still hadn't caught of whiff of hormones. Cole and Skyler seemed about average, maybe slightly delayed. I mean, he was thirteen and a half and you could barely see his pubes. I really didn't have anything to compare him against though, just fuzzy memories of my own childhood.

Skyler was definitely one of the cutest on the team though, with Cole being the top, of course. A Russian boy, named Sasha, was my second favorite to Cole, with Skyler probably coming in third. Something about Sasha just sent me wild and I couldn't quite put my finger on it. He looked to be about the same developmentally wise as Cole and had just an adorable face. Plus, he was the best player on the team and scored most of their goals so that probably turned me onto him as well.

Shortly after two the game started; the other team sporting red and white striped uniforms and from some town forty minutes away I had never heard of. Classic soccer was quite the commitment and often I'd have to drive Cole an hour or so to get to an away game. Later on in the season they were playing a team that was nearly three hours away, although some parents were discussing the possibility of renting a large van or something for that.

I was standing on the sidelines near Cole's coach. He got pretty into the game so I didn't want to be too close to him, but he invited me onto the bench since I was such a help to the team. Most the time I was just on the bench next to the reserve players, shouting encouragement to Cole and the other boys. All of the boys took a liking to me and sometimes we'd chat freely as the game was going on.

The game was a scoreless draw deep into the first half until one of the opposing players headed a beautiful corner kick into the goal to take the lead. It was so cute when the boys celebrated, trotting back with a giant smile on their face and getting slapped on the back by all their teammates.

"Come on guys, who's got the back post!" Cole's coach yelled. "Cover a man for heaven's sake!"

"Get it back!" I yelled, encouraging them. I was the yin to his coach's yang.

Sasha made a good run at the goal but chipped it just over the net as the referee blew the whistle to end the first half. All the boys trotted in, already looking exhausted. Cole's cheeks were red and he was breathing heavy, but it never seemed to affect him. He played left midfield and ran all game but never seemed to get tired.

"Good half guys," the coach said, the boys coming in for a huddle. "But that one mistake really cost us. You've got to cover on the corners, remember the drill we ran on Thursday? Get a man and then make sure you know where he is the entire time the ball is in the air. Don't look at the ball and lose sight of him okay?"

The boys nodded in agreement.

"We're going to move into a 3-3-4," the coach informed them. "Trevor, I want you to move up, to center striker. Midfielders, Cole, Seth, Sam... this means you've got to run extra hard to get back on defense since one last person is going to be back there."

"Okay," Cole said, the other midfielders nodding as well.

"Sasha, I'm moving you from right to left striker," Coach continued. "I know you like the right, but I've noticed their left defender isn't too quick and I think you can get around him. If the center defender comes over to help look for Trevor."

"Got it," Sasha nodded.

I opened the bag of orange slices and held them in the middle of huddle. A mad rush of hands attacked the bag until there were only a few left, the boys quickly devouring them and throwing the peels on the ground.

"We got this guys," I encouraged them.

"This is our turf," Coach said, trying to fire them up. "Let's defend it!"

"Yeah!" all the boys yelled, putting their hands in for a cheer before breaking back out onto the field.

The second half got underway, the final thirty five minutes for Cole's team to prove themselves. The extra attacker paid off immediately as most of the action in the first five minutes was played in the offensive end. Sasha got the ball and worked one-on-one, beating his man and moving towards the goal. Quickly moving past another defender, he launched an absolute rocket shot in to the back of the net from fifteen yards out.

"Yeah!" everyone on the sidelines yelled. I high fived all the boys on the bench as Sasha ran back to midfield doing the 'airplane'. Skyler came up from his defensive position to congratulate Sasha and gave Cole a high five on the way there.

The boys continued to press and about ten minutes later Sasha took a cross from Seth in the middle of the box and slotted it low past the goal keeper into the net. The boys were even more excited now, they were up two to one with all the momentum on their side. The parents were cheering loudly for them from the sideline and the coach even turned to give me a high five.

After that goal, things started to become more even as the other team pressed another man forward. They had a shot rattle off the post and numerous other near misses at tying the game up. Skyler was working his butt off on defense and was going to be exhausted after the game.

Eventually the ball was cleared and Sasha was moving quickly on a counterattack. Passing it back and forth between himself and Trevor, they moved quickly into scoring position. Trevor finally took a shot which deflected wildly off the goalkeeper's hands. A defender tried to clear it but kicked it right to Cole, who looped a shot over the out of position goal keeper and into the net.

"Yeah!" I screamed. "All right Cole!"

Cole was beaming with pride, his smile as big as I had seen it as he trotted back and received congratulations from the other players. It was only his second goal this season.

"Nice shot!" the coach yelled.

"Way to go Cole!" I continued to yell. "You go little buddy!"

I was so proud of him the moment I just wanted to scoop him up in a hug. I knew we'd be able to celebrate later tonight though.

Up three to one, coach moved two more people back to try and defend the lead. The other team got a cheap goal with about a minute left but that was it, Cole's team holding onto a hard fought victory.

The boys received praise from the parents and snack from the designated "snack mom" of the week. Coach had a little post game pow wow, encouraging the boys and reminding them how good they can be if they just stay within themselves and the gameplan. Finally they were given permission to leave, so Cole and I sought out Skyler's mom to see if she was okay with him coming over.

"Hey, Mrs. Anderson," I said, waving at her.

"Hey Jason, great game today, huh?" she smiled.

"Yeah," I said. "They sure played well."

"No doubt," she said, pressing Skyler to her side and rubbing his hair.

"Linda's out of town so I'm watching Cole, but we'd still love to have Skyler over," I explained.

"Oh good," she said. "I wondered why she wasn't here. That's fine, I completely trust you."

"Cool," Cole said, giving Skyler a high five.

"I'll have him back to you by eight?" I asked. Skyler and Cole hadn't progressed to sleepovers yet, but they would probably happen in the foreseeable future.

"Sure," Skyler's mom smiled. "Are you going to feed him for me?"

"Of course," I laughed.

"Excellent," she said. "Now I don't have to make dinner."

"Sounds good," I said, smiling at her.

"Well, you guys have fun and call me if you need anything."

"Sure thing."

"Bye Mom!" Skyler said, giving her a kiss on the cheek. God that was cute.

Skyler joined Cole and I and we all just kind of looked at each other for a minute. Cole hadn't told Skyler about he and I so I had no idea what this was going to be like. I had never been alone with just the two of them so I was completely in the dark. Cole had been reporting they continued to fool around when they were together but Skyler was very cautious and afraid of being caught.

"To the house?" I asked them.

"Yeah!" they grinned, darting ahead in a race to get to the car. Man, did they ever get tired?

We hopped in the car and started off towards Cole's house, the two of them chatting loudly in the back.

"You two smell," I said, "You're going to have to take showers when we get back."

I couldn't even really smell them, neither had developed an odor yet, but I was greedy and wanted them to shower.

"Duh," Cole said, knowing full well what he wanted to do.

"Okay," Skyler said, his hair all matted down and wet with sweat. I could peel his clothes off and suck him right now...

Getting my attention back to the road, I let the two of them talk until I pulled up to the house. We all piled inside and I instructed them to take a shower while I fixed them a snack in the kitchen. This way I could see the hallway and also maybe catch a glimpse of something outside the bathroom.

I could hear Cole and Skyler chatting in his room while I assumed they took off their soccer clothes. I wasn't doing anything in particular in the kitchen, just pretending to look in the cupboards for food but really keeping my eye on Cole's bedroom. They finally emerged, Cole completely naked and Skyler still sporting his boxers.

Of course Skyler wasn't going to show you his junk, I scolded myself. Man, what kind of idiot was I? Pretending to putz around in the kitchen for five minutes to try and catch a glimpse of something that probably wasn't going to be there. How desperate was I?

Feeling embarrassed, I walked into the family room and plopped in front of the TV, turning to a baseball game that was on. I could hear the shower running and the excited talking of Cole and Skyler in the shower. How I wished I could be in there with them, soaping each one of them up gently and admiring their bodies.

Skyler was Cole's though, not mine. Besides, did I really want to get tangled with a thirteen year old whose mom was religious? Being involved with Cole was risky enough and I already went through enough personal turmoil when I first met him. That didn't mean I couldn't see Skyler naked though and admire him, but I shouldn't press anything. If it happened, it happened.

Finally I had calmed down and rationalized the situation enough to realize they were going to expect a snack when their shower was over and here I was sitting on the couch staring into space!

Hopping up, I looked in the fridge and found a few apples. I was able to locate some peanut butter and honey in the pantry so I sliced up the apples and put them on a plate. In the middle I put a giant dab of peanut butter and covered it with honey. This was always one of my favorite snacks as a kid, and since my mom was a health freak, about the junkiest it got.

The shower turned off and I could hear the boys climbing out of the shower and taking the towel off the rack. Since I was done preparing their snack, I set it on the kitchen table and then sat back down on the couch to watch TV.

It felt good to just relax; standing outside in the scorching sun for that soccer game really drained the energy out of me. I didn't understand how Cole could still be so peppy after playing a full game out there. The glory of youth, I guess. Anyways, I slept way too much last night and too much sleep always made me groggy the next day.

The boys' chatter became louder as I heard the bathroom door creak open. To my surprise it became louder as they approached me, Cole rounding the corner first, completely naked, his hair a damp mess.

"Skyler accidentally left his change of clothes in your car," Cole informed me.

His friend rounded the corner, lower half wrapped in a towel. Skyler's upper half was extremely well toned but I was used to seeing it in soccer practice. Although Cole was tan, Skyler was even more so, his tanned skin and brown hair mixing with his blue eyes to create one seductive little boy. His short, yet long skater boy haircut fit perfectly with his face. Cole's hair was still pretty short from his first haircut, it was of average length now and he would spike the tips when he wanted to look good.

"I can get it," I offered, realizing neither of them was in position to go outside to my car.

"Thanks Jasey," Cole said, walking over and plopping down on the couch with Skyler following.

"You should cover up, Cole," I said awkwardly, getting up to fetch Skyler's clothes.

"Jason," Cole sharpy, "He knows."


"What?" I said, trying to act cool.

"I'm gay, you're gay, you're my boyfriend, we do stuff..." he trailed off.

"You said you weren't going to tell him!" I exclaimed. Last thing I needed was more people knowing about our relationship together.

"Don't be mad," Cole pouted. "I kind of tested him out at first and he's totally cool with it. He's even the one who asked me!"

"It's true," Skyler piped in, eager to help Cole out. "I kept bugging him about it."

"What clued you in?" I asked, curious and slightly freaked out.

"Well I could tell you liked being at practice and thought I saw you checking us out sometimes," Skyler explained. "And Cole's so... open with stuff I figured if you guys were that close and both gay you had to be doing stuff."

"Oh," I said, scared out that a thirteen year old could read me like that. The way Skyler was acting though reassured me, he seemed to be genuinely okay with everything.

"I wouldn't have noticed if I didn't like Cole so much and wanted to figure out things out about him," Skyler said. "It's not like its obvious or anything."

"That's good," I said, "I hoped it wasn't that apparent."

"It's not," Cole reassured me. Still, it was kind of weird.

"Look," Skyler said, "I'm not going to tell anyone. I'm totally cool with it."

"Sweet," I said, giving him a smile. I hated how boys were able to melt me down and make me agree with shit. Last thing I needed was another boy who knew my secret! Oh well, I mean, look at how cute these two were.

"Go get his stuff so he can show you his willy!" Cole said excitedly.

"You don't have to show me," I told Skyler, not wanting Cole to push him into anything. Skyler just smiled at me.

I went outside, the oppressive heat overcoming me as I walked to my car and spotted the bag in the back seat. Grabbing it, I headed back towards the house, unsure what waited for me on the inside.

A rush of cool air hit me as I opened the front door, the house seeming dark and cave-like after being outside.

"Got it," I announced, unable to see the boys.

"Boo!" they said, popping out from behind a corner, both naked.

"Whoa!" I said, my eyes nearly popping out of my head. Skyler was beautiful in every sense of the word.

"He's hot huh?" Cole asked, giggling.

"You're very cute," I told Skyler. I didn't really want to act like I wanted to bone the shit out of him. Skyler didn't need to know I liked basically all boys, maybe he'd just think Cole and I had something special. Ah fuck, he mentioned he saw me checking the boys at soccer out though.

"What Jason?" Cole asked. I was spacing out.

"Sorry, I was just thinking about something," I said. "Let's head into the family room."

I walked into the family room and plopped down on the couch. I had a giant boner and tried to hide it the best I could. The lighting was better here so I was able to see more clearly.

Skyler was almost sporting himself for me as he and Cole just stood naked in front of me.

"So what do you think?" Skyler asked, looking shyly at me.

Finally I was able to calm down enough to actually look him over. My mind was just so busy right now, thinking of all the implications my actions could have. Why did things have to be this way? It was like torture for me!

At least I had this amazing hot boy in front of me though. Aside from Cole, I never got to see boys naked so it was highly erotic getting to see another without his clothes off. Skyler's tanned body looked so soft and supple just coming from the shower. He was skinnier than Cole, not to the point where he was boney or anything, but he was a thinner boy. His body was well toned all over, you could see a little bit of definition of his abs. His nipples were smaller and darker than Cole's and his entire upper body didn't look to have hair anywhere other than the light hairs on his arms.

I looked up and smiled at Skyler before turning my attention to the lower part of his body.

His legs were thinner than Cole's obviously, very tanned and sexy as hell. He didn't have any hair visible on his legs and they always seemed to have a shiny coat right on top. His thighs were the only place on his body where you could see a little pudge (other than his ass I suppose) and they looked so soft and smooth. They weren't tan at all, the skin changing from well tanned to paler about an inch above his kneecap. The skin tone was still probably darker than my own as Skyler seemed to have naturally tanned skin.

And then onto the prize; Cole was right, he did have a little bush of hair above his dick that was visible. It was very small but the hairs were dark enough and long enough that you could see it. It was just around the base of his cock and you could tell he hadn't had it more than a few months. His penis was to die for and the first uncircumcised one I had ever seen in person. Cole was right, his foreskin just extended past his head, creating a small tip on the end. He was soft right now and his penis was actually quite long when soft, probably two and a half inches.

Looking over at Cole their penises were actually quite different. Beyond the obvious foreskin difference, Cole' penis was pretty small when it was soft, an inch or so, and it nestled gently against his balls. His balls almost always dropped lower than his penis, so his sack basically framed his dick for you. Skyler, on the other hand, was the opposite. His dick was long and straight when soft and extended down past his balls. I don't think his balls were nearly as big as Cole's, thus his lack of ejaculation, and his sack in general was smaller. It was pretty cute though, that long dick poking out over his balls.

"Very cute," I said. In all I probably hadn't looked at his body for more than about ten seconds, not wanting to seem like a pervert although it was obvious I was. Skyler was a very cute boy and I'd do anything with him in a second. Nobody could ever be as cute and sexy as Cole in my eyes, but Skyler definitely was one hot little boy.

Cole reached over and gently cupped Skyler's balls. He leaned in and whispered something in his ear, which Skyler nodded to.

"We're gonna suck each other off and you're free to join," Cole told me.

God that was tempting.

"I can't," I said, trying to be strong. "You two have fun though."

"No, really, it's cool," Skyler said, urging me on. I didn't think he liked me in that way, but maybe he did.

"I can't," I told him, biting my lip. "I just can't get involved."

"Why not?" Cole pouted.

"You know why," I told Cole, slightly annoyed at the situation, "I just... it's too... I just... I can't..."

"It's okay," Cole said, smiling at me. "I know what you mean."

"Yeah," I said, kind of bummed out. My boner had disappeared. I was enjoying both boys right now, soft and cute as could be.

"We won't tell," Skyler assured me.

"I know," I said, "It's not that, I trust you. If somehow someone found out, whether you told them or not... I just can't right now, okay?"

"That's cool," Cole smiled. "Now give us the couch."

"Excuse me," I laughed, hopping up and switching to the recliner. Cole and Skyler crawled onto the coach and sat facing each other.

"Wanna do tops and bottoms or sides?" Cole asked.

"I'll be bottom," Skyler told okay.

"'Kay," Cole smiled, looking at me briefly and giving me a wink. Damn this was going to be hot. They were just going to do it right in front of me?

Skyler lay down on the couch, his head farthest from me and propped up on a pillow. Cole's head and Skyler's cock were closest to me, Cole on all fours straddling Skyler's body. Adjusting himself a little bit, Skyler ended up with Cole's balls all over his nose.

Both boys rose quickly to attention. Cole played with Skyler's cock a little bit, jerking him lightly and playing with his balls. He flexed his cock back and forth, raising his eyes to look at me. He raised his eyebrows up and down and gave me a devilish grin. Damn I loved Cole so much.

"Watch," Cole said, looking at me. He slowly pulled down Skyler's foreskin, his head slowly appearing until Cole had retracted it all the way. It was redder and shinier than Cole's head but looked more like the sort of penis I was used to.

"Does it hurt at all to peel it back?" I asked Skyler.

"No," he said from behind Cole's balls before scooting his head over to the side to talk to me. "Unless you pull way too hard or try to peel it back after its all the way down."

"Normally it feels good though huh?" Cole asked.

"Yeah when you peel it back it feels so good," Skyler grinned, going back behind Cole's balls.

"When he jacks off he just jerks his foreskin up and down his head," Cole explained. "Doesn't need lube or anything and he can get off as good as me. I'm kinda jealous."

"Me too," I laughed.

Both boys were hard as rocks and began sucking one another. Skyler's dick couldn't have been more than four inches hard. It was interesting to me how different Cole and Skyler were down there. Skyler's was much longer when soft, probably two inches but only grew to four when hard. Cole meanwhile was an inch or so while soft but it grew tremendously to four and a half. Not to mention Cole's droopier balls compared to Skyler's tighter sack. I guess my package much more resembled what Cole had and I never really knew how much boys differed. I didn't even know you could have pubes and not be able to cum like Skyler did.

Cole was giving Skyler the usual treatment, using his tongue everywhere on Skyler's cock, playing with his foreskin while sucking him off at the same time. I could only imagine how much more sensitive Skyler's head must have been, which is probably why Cole didn't suck it for too long without switching to something else. Sometimes he'd suck Skyler off with the foreskin up, his saliva shining everywhere.

Skyler, meanwhile, was giving Cole a much more basic blow job. I could see his mouth going up and down on Cole's dick, stopping once in a while to twirl his tongue around Cole's head. He played with his balls with his hands but never really put them in his mouth. That was one of my favorite parts of sucking Cole off, feeling his silky sack in my mouth and massaging his balls with my tongue.

I was sitting in the recliner, hands in my hands, jerking myself off. I didn't have any lube so I was just using the ol' four fingers and thumb technique, but it was more than enough with the visual laid out before me. I could feel precum leaking into my boxers at a steady rate and knew I'd either have to take my pants off or stop jacking off soon if I didn't want a sticky mess.

Within about three minutes I saw Skyler's toes begin to curl up and knew he was trying to resist an orgasm. He obviously wasn't as experienced sexually as Cole and Cole's mouth could bring anyone to climax this quick.

All of a sudden Skyler burst, his body violently shaking and thrusting upward into Cole's mouth. He let out a large moan, his hands gripping the fabric of the couch for dear life as wave after wave of pleasure hit him. Cole absorbed all the blows and continued to hold Skyler's cock in his mouth. When it was finally over he let Skyler's cock flop out of his mouth and land on his belly. The foreskin was halfway rolled up so Cole reached over and rolled it all the way back up for him.

Skyler scooted forward on the couch and allowed Cole to flip around and set his butt down on the side closet to me. Cole now sat back against the couch, slouched down somewhat and put his hands behind his head. Skyler flipped onto his belly and crawled up to Cole's crotch.

"I always cum first," Skyler said, smiling at me.

"Cole is good," I said, smiling back.

"You can take your pants off," Skyler said, almost as if 'duh, why are you jacking yourself off inside your pants.'

Hell, as long as Skyler said it, I was going to. I unbuttoned my shorts and slid them, along with my boxers, halfway down my thigh. My dick flopped out, hard as a rock with streaks of precum. What I'd give to shove it up Cole's ass at this very moment.

Skyler continued his work on Cole, who was moaning lightly as Skyler's tongue sucked him like a lollipop. Oh, to be Cole right now. What could be more perfect in the world? Laying down on the couch, hands behind your head, spread eagle, watching your hot friend suck your horny cock? I could tell Cole was just sitting there enjoying it, a content smile on his face for sure. I almost wanted to move so I could see his face and watch it better, but that might look a little creepy to Skyler.

A few minutes later Cole got off, putting his hands on Skyler's head and locking it into place as had his orgasm inside Skyler's mouth. Cole's body didn't shake nearly as violently as Skyler's, a little jolt at first and a few shakes here and there, but most of it was neatly controlled into gentle, slow thrustings of his hips.

Cole's body slowly came to a stop and he let his hands off of Skyler's head, his hair a mess by now. Skyler continued to gently lick Cole's cock and after a few seconds Cole had to gently guide Skyler's head away, letting him know it was too sensitive at the moment. Skyler sat up and gave me a smile.

"Dang, good job," I told him, still stroking my cock.

"Thanks," Skyler blushed.

"Did he cum?"


"And you ate it?" I asked.

"Yup," Skyler replied sheepishly.

"Cole has yummy cum huh?" I grinned.

"Yeah," Skyler said, pretending to lick his lips.

"Why thank you," Cole joked, sitting up. "Good blowjob Skyler."

"Thanks," Skyler said. "Same to you."

"You still haven't got off?!?!" Cole said astonished, looking at me.

"I was enjoying myself!" I said, jokingly defending myself.

"This can't stand," Cole said, getting up and walking over to the recliner. He went onto his knees and started to suck me off.

Every joint in my body seemed to freeze as Cole wrapped his lips around my cock.

"I've never seen a full sized dick before," Skyler said, walking over to us. "It's huge."

"I guess," I laughed.

"I mean, it's so much bigger than ours," Skyler said. "Mine at least. And look at all the hair."

"He's not that hairy actually," Cole said, taking a quick break.

"Comparatively," I clarified.

"I don't know how Cole puts that whole thing in his mouth. And look how far back it goes," Skyler said, astonished. This was obviously the first blowjob he'd witnessed of someone my age.

"Cole's had lots of practice," I said.

Cole was deep throating me and bringing me on the brink of orgasm. From Skyler's amazement to the feelings of Cole's mouth on my cock I could feel myself rise to orgasm.

"I'm cumming babe," I warned Cole, not wanting my cum to shoot into his lungs or anything.

Cole continued to suck me off as I exploded in his mouth. I would have liked to watch Skyler's reaction but the orgasm was too powerful and I had to close my eyes as I shot gob after gob of my cum down Cole's throat. He took it like a pro, never breaking rhythm, sucking every last drop out of me. Sensing when my orgasm was finished, Cole licked up the remainder of the cum on my dick before letting it fall out of his mouth. With one final swallow he gave me a smile and then kissed me on the lips.

"Thanks babe," I told him.

"My pleasure," Cole responded, sucking two people off to orgasm in a matter of minutes.

I pulled my pants up, still feeling weird being completely naked in front of Skyler.

"We'll go get dressed," Cole offered, sensing that I was going to act weird again now that I wasn't horny. I would love to have them run around naked for the rest of the time, but I would just feel like too much of a pervert if I let that happen. Besides, if they were naked all the time I wouldn't appreciate it so much when they did actually expose themselves to me.

I watched their little boy booties scoot off down the hall into Cole's room, jiggling all the way. Just sitting there in the recliner, I thought about all that had just gone down. Ideally I would have told them to go have their fun in a separate room and not have watched, but hey, I was human. Just as long as I never get sexually active with Skyler like I did with Cole, I would be fine. Enjoy the sight of his naked body, sure, watch him do shit with Cole, okay, but that was about it.

The two boys skipped back into the room, scantily clothed, but clothed none the less.

"Hey sexies," I called to them.

"What up studly?" Coke joked.

"What do you want to do?" I asked.

"Did you ever make us a snack?" Cole laughed.

"Ohhhh yeah," I said, completely forgetting. "It's on the counter."

"Cool," Cole said, looking over.

"Thanks," Skyler said to me.

"No problem," I told him.

"Can we just watch a movie or something?" Cole suggested.

"Yeah," Skyler agreed. "I'm beat from soccer."

"And all the sex," Cole piped in with a grin.

"Alright," I said, "I'll pick one out, you guys eat up."

The boys devoured the snack while I popped in Dodgeball on DVD. I settled on the couch and after he was done with his snack Cole joined me on the couch. We were tired so I lay down and then let Cole lay in front of me, the two of us able to fit comfortably on the couch. Skyler settled into the recliner, popping up the foot rest and reclining backwards. We were all pretty exhausted at this point in the day.

Cole's head was right under mine and I stroked his hair gently as we watched the movie. These were some of the times I cherished the most with Cole, just the two of us snuggling on the couch, feeling warm and comfortable in the presence of one another. After a while, fewer and fewer laughs came from the boys as they drifted off to sleep. I wasn't far behind, bowing out before the movie was even halfway over.

I awoke with a start, the movie having finished and cycled back to the title screen. Skyler started to rustle over the recliner, letting out a groan before stretching out and opening his eyes. I gently tapped Cole on the back.

"Babe," I whispered.

"Mmm?" Cole mumbled.

"We fell asleep, the movie's over," I told him.

He looked up at me with his sleepy green eyes.

"Duh," he smiled.

"We need to take Skyler home," I said, dreading waking up enough to be in the right state of mind to drive. I just wanted to stumble off to Cole's room and sleep for the night. Thankfully we hadn't slept too long and still had time to get Skyler home before I told his mom.

"Go get all your stuff," I told Skyler, standing up and stretching out. "If you left anything in the bathroom or Cole's room make sure to get it."

I cleaned up the small mess in the kitchen while the boys readied themselves. Once everything was in order we all shuffled out to the car, the sun just starting to disappear behind the trees. I don't know why I was so tired, I hardly did anything today, but I guess the sun can really drain the energy from you.

"So did you boys have fun?" I asked, pulling into the street and heading towards Skyler's house.

"Yeah," Skyler said. "Thanks for having me."

"No problem," I told him. "Anytime."

"Did you have fun Jason?" Cole asked sarcastically.

"Not really," I said jokingly. "You guys are pretty lame."

"Yeah we suck," Cole grinned, causing Skyler to giggle.

The rest of the car ride was pretty silent, both boys zoning out and looking out the window. I was still trying to get over my sleepy stupor, trying to think if I had any homework I had to do this weekend.

Arriving at Skyler's house, we both said goodbye as he hopped up his driveway to the front door. His mom answered, waving at us before letting Skyler into the house. We waved back, I really liked his mom. She seemed like a nice woman. I still wasn't sure about letting Skyler into knowing our secret and even doing stuff in the same room as me.

Turning the car back around, we headed back towards the house.

"Jasey?" Cole cooed from passenger seat.

"What babe?"

"Can we stop at DQ or something, I'm hungry."

"Sure," I said. I could go for a Blizzard or something myself. It was only eight at night, we couldn't ruin our night alone by acting like we were eighty years old. Besides, I figured since we just took a two hour nap we would be up for a while.

"I'm not really tired now," Cole said, mirroring my thoughts.

"Same," I said, getting out of my fog. I did not wake up easily.

We rolled through the drive thru at Dairy Queen studying the menu a bit before ordering.

"I'll have a Butterfinger Blizzard," I said looking over at Cole.

Cole leaned in and announced, "And can I get a Oreo mint Blizzard and a hamburger extra pickles?"

"Sure," came the crackly voice from the speaker. "Is that it?"

"Yup," I said.

"Second window please."

"Hamburger too eh?" I asked Cole.

"I'm a fatty," he grinned.

"Naw, you're just a growing boy," I said.

Cole just smiled at me. Gah, I could eat the little guy!

We picked up our food and headed back home. Cole and I sat on the back porch munching away, the sky getting darker by the minute. The stars were starting to come out and the sound of crickets chirping was deafening. There was nothing quite like summer.

"So Skyler is hot huh?" Cole said out of the blue, taking a bite of his hamburger.

"Yeah sure is," I said, staring out into space.

"Are you still freaked out about it?" Cole asked, his big, wet eyes reflecting the moon.

"Of course," I said.

"Don't be," Cole said.

"It's hard not to," I sighed. "If anybody finds out I'm fucked."

"They won't find out," Cole whined.

"We don't know that for sure," I explained. "If they do for whatever reason, I'm toast Cole."

"I wouldn't tell anyone, promise," Cole pouted.

"I know Cole," I said. "I trust you. But under oath? If anybody for whatever reason suspects something and asks Skyler or something, who knows."

"He's totally cool," Cole said.

"I know Cole, but you just never know," I said. "It's easy for you, your entire life and reputation isn't on the line."

"I know, I'm sorry," Cole said softly, leaning into me.

"I wish I wasn't this way," I said, a tear running down my cheek. "Life would be so much easier."

"But then we would have never met," Cole said.

"I know," I said. "But come on... I'm nineteen dating a thirteen year old. To ninety nine percent of people I'm a giant pervert."

"No you're not," Cole assured me, giving me a hug. "You can't help who you are. Just like I can't deny who I am. Everyone is unique and special. And I love you."

"Why can't I just like girls my age?" I moaned out loud, losing my appetite for the rest of my Blizzard.

"Cause then you'd just be another straight guy," Cole said. "And we wouldn't have each other. There is a reason for this. Skyler said God has a plan and a reason for everything. For whatever reason we were meant to be together."

"Yeah," I sighed. "Life is just going to suck now that I'm getting older. It was easier when I wasn't expected to be dating and meeting my future wife and shit. How do I explain myself to people?"

"Simple," Cole said. "Once I get older we'll just be a normal gay couple. We're everywhere."

Wow. Was he really already planning on being with me when we're adults?

"That's really sweet," I said, rubbing Cole on the head. "That's a long ways off little buddy, a lot can happen."

"I love you," Cole said, looking at me deep in the eyes. "I'll never love anyone as much as I love you."

"Don't say that," I said.

"Well, don't you feel the same way?" Cole asked softly.

"Yeah," I said, thinking about it. He was right, Cole was special and I would never love anyone as much as I did him. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him.

"I want you to be the daddy of my kids," Cole said sweetly.

God damn, for thirteen years old Cole sure acted a lot more mature, even more so than me.

"That's really sweet," I said, tearing up. "You'd make a great dad too."

"It's settled then," Cole said, turning back to stare into the night and rest his head on my shoulder.

"Let's get through the next five years without me getting sent to the clinker first," I sighed.

The two of us sat there for a good half an hour, just staring at the stars. I sobbed silently to myself a bit, just thinking about what a special guy Cole was. He was so special to me, I don't think I could ever even explain it in words. He was my everything.

Eventually Cole and I headed inside, having plenty of time to show our love for one another before his mom got home tomorrow afternoon. Despite being born with a burden, I felt like the luckiest person on the face of this earth.

End of Chapter Five

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A sneak preview of next week's chapter: More with Sasha, will Cole 'score' again? And just what are Cole and Jason doing alone in a hotel room?


What: A photo contest. I realized although I have a picture of Cole in my mind, I've never really seen a picture that makes me scream "that's Cole!" (maybe he's too perfect in my mind?). Anyways, I am interested to see what my readers have in mind as Cole.
How: Submit your CLOTHED, NON-NUDE picture to my e-mail. Anybody sending anything nude or illegal will be permabanned from my e-mail account. Shirtless is okay but don't push things please. This picture is what you think think Cole looks like in your mind or what best represents him.
When: The contest will run through Chapter Ten. As soon as I post Chapter Ten on Nifty the contest will end! Winner will be announced on the final Chapter (Eleven) and a few days before on the mailing list. Everyone on the mailing list will get a copy of the winning photo.
Entries: Each person will be allowed ten (10) entries each. So you can try multiple photos! I just don't want thousands to sort through!
Prize: winner will receive the ORIGINAL Word files of both Cole and Cole II. I will "digitally" autograph each of them.

So you all have lots of time, a month at least. So start thinking about it and good luck! I'm hoping someone nails Cole on the head!

On another note, I've written one other set of stories on Nifty. It is called "Danny and Michael" and located under the "Young Friends" gay section. Search for "danny-and-michael" and you'll find it! It's about two 12/13 year olds and their friends and its pretty damn hot. Lots of action! Let me know if you read it and like it.

Until next time! Thanks for reading! :)