The story is a fantasy and involves adults,teens, sexual situations, and unprotected sex.

I DO NOT LIKE RUBBERS ANY MORE THAN ANYONE ELSE BUT YOU MUST WEAR THEM WHEN HAVING ANAL SEX. DO NOT GET FUCKED Without a rubber on the guy fucking you or YOU probably WILL DIE!

The names have been changed but the story line Mostly happened.

If you are not 18 DON'T LET YOUR PARENTS Catch you or if it is illegal to read it, Get the Stupid Laws changed!

There is NOTHING WRONG with you being queer, or gay or bi or lesbian or trans gendered. IGNORE the assholes that tell you that its wrong. What's wrong is NOT living your life the way YOU feel led to as long as you try your best never to hurt anyone in the process.

Remember, I love all of you and you have a friend, if you need.

The Badge (Part One)

(Anal, Oral, WS, Rimming, Group)

Chapter One.

I am sitting in my den alone. It is 4 am and I am trying to sort through all that has happened today.

OK...This needs from framework. Let me start a little earlier than today.

10 years ago, my state legalized same gender marriage. We were one of the first and there were no legal challenges to the law (well no serious ones, just a couple procedural ones).

Some 3 years after marriage became legal, a movement began to lower the age of consent in our state.

It had been 17 for many years but now they wanted to lower it to 13. This rather surprised me. I knew we were one of the more progressive states around, but we were not known for being exactly liberal. Just progressive.

The measure too 3 years to pass both houses of the state house, went to the governor and it was signed into law. There was even a special provision that allowed boys to be had by men without parental consent (which was required in hetero sex between teens up to age 15) as they felt Man boy sex would help prevent un wanted teenage pregnancies.

Now a quick digression about me. I am 57, 6 foot tall and age and gravity have deprived me of my boyish looks and body. (Yup. I'm chubby) I am also a chicken hawk. I love all boys but I only am sexually drawn to boys who can a\ or are about to start cumming. Little boys are adorable and should be loved and nurtured but this new law reached right into my wheel house.

Anyway, shortly after the law took control, schools started to educate boys in health class about homosexual sex. How it was done, what to expect etc. They told the boys that this was a good thing because the planet has so many people on it that there weren't enough resources to maintain the population growth and that it was almost a civic duty for boys to have sex with men so that they didn't make unwanted babies. Not all boys accepted this rational but many did. Some even jumped at the chance to have what the teachers were calling civic sex.

One day, I was sitting in the food court of my local mall. I had needed a few things and decided to stop for a slice and some soft drink. I was watching the people milling around, mostly the boys, and silently wishing that I had the courage to approach several of the more beautiful ones ( I tend to be rather shy).

As I watched this one young beauty I happened to notice a small badge on his shirt, like a campaign medal you earned in the military... a cloth covered bar with colorful stripes about 3 inches long and about ½ an inch thick. I thought this a might strange but passed it off as a childish thing when I noticed that several of the boys each had similar type bars on their chests,. When one boy walked close enough I engaged him in a brief conversation.

“Excuse me,” I asked. “I noticed the badge on your shirt. I've not seen them before. What does it mean?”

The boy stopped, smiled proudly and told me that it was a merit award for civic sex. Apparently there were several designs and each design indicated a boys willingness to participate in specific sexual practices. I have diagrammed these badges below.

He told me that these badges were designed to help other boys and men recognize that they were proud to take part in civic sex and that they were available when worn. He explained that by his badge he was 14, only interested in other boys, liked to suck and be sucked, only fuck, liked to be the master and would only pee on someone. This was a revelation. I immediately memorized the color scheme that matched my preference. Red, Red, Green, Green, Green, Green, Green. (Of course I would allow for the age to be red, yellow OR green but that was a minor thing)

Immediately I began scanning the boys for my ideal match. There were so many there today to choose from. While bondage really wasn't to my taste, I thought versatile there was the best choice. I had never found bondage all that intriguing but what the heck, right:

Well, none of the boys that day fit my profile. Most were only looking for boys and I wasn't about to accost a boy who didn't like men. I went home and reflected on my discovery.

Chapter Two

The next day I was out mowing the lawn when a young lad from the neighborhood happened to walk by. I vaguely recognized him as living about a block down. I had seen him walking with friends home from school. He was wearing a badge.

“Good Morning.” I greeted him. He stopped, smiled and walked a bit closer. I could read his badge nicely. Yellow and all the rest were green. He was 14 and was versatile in everything else. Hmmmmmmmm.

“How are you, Mr. Franklin?” he asked in a pleasant, polite tone.

“I'm quite well, thank you.” I replied. “I see you're wearing your civic badge today. Good for you.”

He looked down at the bar with a look of pride and a bit of mischief on his face.

“Yes sir.”, he said. “We got out of school last week, but I've been away at church camp the past week. Today is the first day I've been able to wear it outside. The church doesn't let us wear them.”

“I'm not really surprised, “ I offered, “Since they make their money on boys making babies that put money in the collection plates every Sunday.” He chuckled at my comment.

“Yeah,” he said quietly. “Even though it's supposed to be CIVIC, I prefer it this way. I have NO intention of EVER getting a girl pregnant,” This comment was followed by a melodious laugh of true happiness.

“So,” I stumbled slightly for the next words. “You are openly gay?” He nodded.

“Well except at church,” he responded. “I don't want to deal with that shit. My dad knows. Hell, He taught me everything I know about sex.”

“Did he?” I thought this admission was a bit extra ordinary but let that pass. “So since you're wearing your badge, does that mean you are looking for some sexual fun”

“Oh god, yes.” he said almost with a tone of desperation. “I had to go a WHOLE WEEK without sex, and now my dad is away for 10 days for work. I'm going fucking nuts.” To show his frustration he groped himself. I detected that he was indeed hard and probably not badly endowed.

“I have to apologize,” I started, “but I can't for the life of me remember your first name.”

“Derek.” he said sweetly, holding out his hand to shake. I took his hand and shook it formally, noting that his handshake was firm and masculine. Nothing sissy like about it. Even better.

“Well, Derek,” I said, “I was about done with this. Would you like to join me for a soda inside where it's air conditioned?”

Derek's face glowed with pleasure.

“Sure, Thank you!” he enthused.

I put away the mower, with Derek's help and we moved into the house. I had cranked the A/C early that morning, knowing that I would be sweaty and hot after my yard chores. This was a good thing, because as soon as Derek walked into the house, his nipples started to harden.

“What are you drinking”?” I asked.

“Beer, if you have it.” came his response with a mischievous laugh.

“How about some soda?” I offered gently. He politely shook his head.

“Actually,” he said smiling,”I was only joking about the beer. Could I have some Ice water please? It's better for me.”

I gathered up the drinks and ushered this beauty into my living room where we sat quietly for a moment. I was just about to speak when Derek beat me to the punch.

“Since you recognized my badge, do you know what it means? He asked.

“Actually,” I said somewhat hesitantly, “I had it's coding explained to me yesterday. Quite ingenious, if you ask me.”

“Well, It does save time.” he said. “There are a lot of boys who don't like mature guys like you, or they only want someone to get them off. I'm not like that. I LOVE sex, I love all of it, although I'm not really big on the bondage thing. It's OK, I guess, sometimes,..” he paused thinking.” ...maybe if I was to be tied up so a big bunch of men and boys could piss on me, or gang fuck my ass...but that's really about it for that stuff. Mostly I just like the rest of it.”

His honestly was refreshing and the knowledge that he wasn't all that enthused about bondage either made my own cock jump. He saw that and smiled...BIG!

Another digression... I haven't described Derek yet. He is 14, as his badge indicated, 5' 3” weighing in, I would guess, at just about 110 lbs. He has blond-sh hair with red high lights, blue eyes and a perfectly white toothed smile. In other words, to any self respecting chicken hawk, Perfection on two feet.

“So, Mr. Franklin,” He said slowly, “ since your cock is getting hard, would you like to have some REAL Fun?”

Chapter Three

My breathing was rapid now. I could only have fantasized this situation until now. A beautiful 14 year old gay boy was propositioning me for sex. What else could I say.

“Actually, yes I would.” I smiled as I said it. “ Would you like to go to the bed room?” I indicated the room at the end of the hall. But Derek had other ideas.

He downed the rest of his Ice water in one gulp, stood and began removing his shirt. He was perfectly hairless. Nothing on his chest or underarms. His nipples were slightly larger than pencil erasers and the ariels around them about the size of quarters. He then moved his hands to his shorts, popped the snap and pulled down the zipper. He then started to walk toward me and as he did, his shorts slipped slowly down his legs revealing a 4 “ soft cock, completely devoid of pubic hair. ( I later learned it was his fathers wish that he be hairless and had taught the boy to use Nair on his entire body, arms, legs, pubic region and armpits every 4 days to remain smooth.)

My breath caught in my throat. He was the epitome of beauty in my eyes. I reached out to touch his waist when he looked pleadingly in my eyes.

“Please...” he started. “ I really have to piss. May I use the bathroom...”he paused for effect, “... or are you still thirsty?

I was immediately on my knees. I gently took just the tip of his magnificent boyhood in my mouth when he started to release his bladder. Slowly, so I wouldn't choke, he peed into my mouth. It was warm and very mild (obviously he had pissed earlier) with just a slight hint of saltiness. It was delicious. I swallowed this boys piss greedily like an alcoholic downing a fine wine. I noticed him contracting and relaxing his bladder muscles making sure I got all of it.

When he had finished, he slowly pulled his now erect 5 1/2” cock from my lips. I was a bit disappointed as I had wanted nothing more, at that moment, than to complete the act by sucking this young boy god off and swallowing his cum, but he had OTHER ideas.

“Gosh!” he whispered.”That was good. Thank you. I've been holding it for almost 2 hours.” He smiled that radiant smile again.

“My complete pleasure, Derek.” I said.. Becoming more bold I asked, “So what else did you have in mind?”

He wasted no words. He knelt in front of me and removed my tee-shirt. Then he indicated to me to stand and as soon as I was, he began to undo the tie on my shorts. Like him, I was commando and ass he pulled down my shorts, my 7” cut cock sprang into view.

“Mmmmmm:” he moaned throatily. He slowly stroked my length with his hand and looked up at me.

“What would you like me to do with this?” indicating my hard on.

“Frankly, Derek,” I said, “ I would love for us to 69 for a few minutes and then I would love to have you sit on my cock until I cum. I really want to fuck that beautiful ass of yours. I have condoms in the bedroom along with lube.” But he shook his head.

“No Condoms.” he stated firmly but politely. “ I Love the feeling of cum inside my ass. If I'm going to be fucked, I want the reward at the end.”

With that he took my cock into his mouth and began bathing it in spit. Not sucking it but making sure that his overactive saliva glands covered my entire manhood. Then without so much as a warning he pushed me back into my chair, spread my legs and proceeded to impale himself on my cock. Now slowly, but in one fluid motion. My cock was all the way inside his boy cunt. I could feel my pubic hair on his hairless ass cheeks.

He immediately began to raise and lower himself on my stiff cock, fucking himself deeply. This combined with the visual of this Adonis's cock bouncing up and down as he roughly fucked himself on my cock took me over the edge and I began to orgasm into him. 8 hard shots of cum were deposited into this glowing example of sexual boy god. And still he had not cum. His 5 1/2” cut cock stood proudly in front of him as he fought to catch his breath. He leaned forward and began kissing me passionately. I, of course, returned his kissed with equal passion.

Once his breath had returned to more or less normal, he leaned in and whispered in my ear.

“Are you like my dad?” He asked. “Do you have to piss every time after you cum?”

I was like that. I was about to pull out, knowing he likes water sports, and intending to pee all over him. I nodded and as I started to dislodge my cock he moaned.

“Please piss in me.” I had never done this but I was intrigued.

“I don't want to make a mess.” I shuddered as I whispered.

“We won't.” he said.”Your cock is so nice and tight in me I won't leak. Plus my dad trained me with enema's to hold my water for almost an hour so I won't leak. PLEASE pee in my boy hole!”

His voice was a plea of urgency. I took pity on his obvious plight and started to relax my bladder control until I could feel myself start to trickle into him.

“Please! Don't hold back!” he moaned. “Piss HARD! Force it into me!” And I did.

As soon as I started to piss hard, he bent forward and started to bite my nipple, softly but insistently. This caused me to remain hard while pressure pissing into his ravaged boy cunt. I had never believed that anyone could piss with a hard on, but not only was I peeing into this wonderful boy but the friction of him moving was stimulation me to another orgasm.

As I was almost done with my piss I felt the point of no return hit me again and I began cumming inside his pussy already full of my cum and piss, It was incredible. And just as I was beginning to cum again, he leaned back and without touching his own cock, he came 5-6 hard shots of thin watery boy cum, some hitting my mouth, which I lapped up hungrily.

After our mutual orgasms, he sat there, on my lap, my cock still impaling his hole and smiled at me.

He kissed me softly on the lips and said, “That was incredible.” I agreed and commented that we would have to do this more often.

“Well, like I said, my dad is away for 10 days. Maybe I could stay with you while he's gone?

I readily agreed. I would take him to his home to gather some clothes and he he could call his father to let him know.

“He already knows.” he said happily. “I Already told him, and I don't want to wear any clothes while I'm with you at all, unless we go out to pick up some other boys and men to have fun with.”

Which is just what we did, but that's the next installment.