Date: Sat, 24 Mar 2018 10:09:21 -0700
From: Dave <outinwest@gmail.com>
Subject: The Society Boys Part 168

The Society Boys
By Connor Matthews

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Chapter 168

"I don't think Blake should be the only one naked all the time," Colin
grinned as he amused himself and pushed my shirt off over my head before
unfastening my pants and removing them as we lay together. It was always
nice enjoying the peace and quiet after Blake had gone off to bed.  He
pushed me back on the couch and lifted my legs onto his shoulders before he
yanked my underwear off, and then used spit to fuck me while we kissed.
Spit!  I mean I don't even get the good lube.  Just spit and the bone.  I
wondered where the magic lube was that so far had always been just an arms
length away.  Of course with Blake back home, we may need to stock up on
another couple cases of it.  He came inside me and sat up finished, leaving
me with a throbbing erection.

"Uh, hello?  Husband with boner here?"

"Yeah.  I can see that.  You shouldn't let that go unattended.  You need
your sleep for Uni in the morning," he said trying to bait me into pouting.
I'm a really good pouter in case anyone has any doubts.  He stood up and
pulled me to my feet, and with a stupid grin, grabbed hold of my foot long
steel pole and pulled me upstairs to our bedroom.  I thought I was going to
get more sex, but he just threw me into bed and we cuddled until we fell
asleep.  Do you have any idea how hard it is to fall asleep with an
erection that takes up half the bed?  It can be done, but it takes a lot of
effort.  I don't think it went down during the night at all, because each
time I woke up, I was still hard.  At one point, when I realized I just
wasn't going to get any decent sleep, I woke Colin up telling him we should
go mess with Blake's head tonight.  We snuck into his room and carefully
carried him out to the treehouse and tucked him into the bed there.  He
never moved or even changed his breathing.  I wonder if we should work on
correcting a sleep pattern this deep, or does every kid sleep through such
things?  Wouldn't it be bad if we had some sort of emergency and he didn't
wake up for it?  We left him sleeping, or maybe unconscious is the better
terminology, and went back to bed where I snuggled into Colin.  The cooler
outside air had helped my erection go down, so that was a good thing at
least.  I hope no one at University notices that I have blue balls.  That
colour blue can be very distracting when you're trying to concentrate on
lectures.  I awoke in the morning and looked at the clock realizing that it
was time to get the day started.  I was going to head out to the treehouse
to wake Blake up, but as I passed his room, I heard the shower running.  I
have to admit I was slightly surprised.  Normally I'd shake him awake to
listen to him grumble about wanting to stay in bed, or those days he did
get up ahead of me, he usually crawled into bed with us and tried to get
sex in one from or another.

I wandered down the hall to Kyle and Chance's room to see if they were up.
I knocked on the door before pushing it open.  They were awake and `hard'
at it with Kyle on top of Chance relieving each other of their morning
boners.  "Just checking to see if you were awake.  First day of classes and
all."

"Yep.  We're UP!"  Kyle said smiling.

"Wanna drive to school together or are you taking the bike?"

"No, I'll go with you.  I'll be down soon...and then I'll come to the
kitchen for breakfast too," he joked.  I left their room and headed back to
bed with Colin.  He turned over to look at me and smiled.

"Morning, babe.  Everyone awake?"

"Yeah.  Blake was already in the shower.  Go figure," I said as I spooned
in behind him for a few more minutes, and even though he didn't need to be
up for anything, he joined me in the shower.  I'm getting to the point
where I think I'd be bored if I showered alone.  We dressed for class and
went down for breakfast with everyone.  Blake still hadn't surfaced, so I
asked ADAM to check on him.  He was apparently still in his bathroom, so I
told him to hurry up as breakfast was ready.  He bounced down the stairs
moments later with his hair brushed and wearing an outfit that he'd
obviously spent some time thinking about.

Ummm, what happened to your face?"  I asked as he had pieces of bloody
toilet paper all over it.

"Oh, I shaved this morning. That's what took me so long. I figured I better
since I'm a man and stuff.  You wouldn't want me going to school all hairy
would you?"

"As opposed to bloody and cut to ribbons?  What did you shave with, the
lawnmower?" I asked as we all checked out his face.

"Wasn't sure how to do it.  When I do my penis hair, I can see what I'm
doing but I couldn't see my face, so I got some small cuts."

"Did you look in the mirror while you were doing it?"  Kyle asked grinning.

"Oh.  I never thought of that.  I just did it in the shower like the other
parts.  Maybe you can show me next time."

"I think that's a Dad thing," Kyle replied looking at Colin and I.

"One of those teachable moments?  Gotcha!  So maybe one of you can show me
tomorrow, Dads?"

"I think you're good for several months," Colin grinned.  "If you're
anything like Justin, you'll only need to shave once every few days, and
probably not until you're over 18."

"I dunno Dad.  I have a moustache coming in already," he said going up to
Colin to let him see his face.

"Not as much a moustache as it is dirt," he chuckled as he removed the
toilet paper from Blake's face.  The cuts weren't noticeable at all, which
was a good thing.  I'd hate to think how the school would respond if he
showed up cut to ribbons and asked if he were being abused at home.  Then
Blake, in true Blake fashion would explain how he never got abused, and
that we were even cool enough to allow him to have sex all the time and run
around naked.  I'd be off to Guantanamo by the end of the day.  Wait, can
they send Canadians to Guantanamo?

"Uhmmm, did I go up to my room last night, or the treehouse," he asked as
he poured himself cereal.

"Treehouse.  Why?"  I lied trying to keep a straight face.

"Hmmm, no reason.  I was just sure I went to bed in my own room that's all.
I guess I must have been tired," he said shrugging it off.  Troy & his
boyfriend Porter joined us as we got into breakfast.  Both dropped
backpacks beside us and said good morning.

"You guys are up early," Kyle said to them.

"Surprise!  We're joining you at University," Troy announced, which was
definitely a surprise.

"Seriously?  Why didn't you say anything?  What are you studying?"  Kyle
remarked as he got up and gave them both a hug.

"Figured it'd be more fun this way.  We're both taking film studies and
production," he replied.

"Cool.  Can I be in one of your movies?" Blake asked quickly, getting
himself positioned for a job.

"When we need an actor, I couldn't think of anyone better," Troy told him,
causing Blake to grin wildly.

"I also have a surprise," Ben said as we all sat for breakfast.  What's
with all the surprises?  Isn't that exclusively Blake's job to come up with
things at random to shock us?  "I'm going to public school this year.
Thought I'd like to do that instead of the Academy.  I mean it's fun and
all, but it would be nice to hang out with a mix of kids, not just gay boys
who are horny 24/7."

"Yeah, you wouldn't want that," Troy laughed.  "Imagine the horror?"

He laughed. "I want to meet a variety of people, not just gay guys who are
always trying to get into your pants.  Plus, it's not like being gay is a
big deal anymore.  I don't have to hide who I am, or worry about not being
accepted."

"True," Colin agreed.  "It's your life, so whatever we can do to help.  Do
you need a ride to school?"

"No thanks.  Colton's Dad is taking us today," he replied.

We offered Troy and Porter breakfast, but they said they'd already had it
and just stopped by to make their announcement.  We compared schedules to
see if we could all travel together, or need different vehicles.  Porter
and Troy had identical ones to each other, which would either make their
relationship better or kill it before it even really got underway.  Kyle
and I had a similar timetable, but not identical, but it really varied from
the other two, so we decided to take two vehicles.  We all sent our
schedules to each other so that we knew what we were doing, and Blake made
sure we knew his as well.  Of course in grade 8 it's a pretty fixed start
and end time, so he was easy to sort out if he needed dropping off and
picking up.

"I'll drive you to school this morning," Colin offered Blake.

"Okay, but I get to pick the car we use," Blake replied.

"I can pick you up after school," I offered.

"Sure, but I have my diving practice right after school.  I can get to the
pool myself, so you don't need to pick me up until after practice, and
we'll be late today.  We always do the shaving thing on our first meeting.
Gets the whole team bonding thing going."

"You're already shaved and have the bloody face to prove it.  So, you
should be right out," I remarked as I teased him again.

"Yeah, but we do it as a team, and you already know it's not our faces we
shave.  You can't trick me on stuff anymore ya know.  I'm 13, not some dumb
kid.  Some of the new guys need to learn how to shave stuff, and I'm sure
some of the others let hair grow back over the summer."

"I'm gonna hang out with friends later, so I won't need a ride home," Ben
told us as Blake jumped up and raced out of the dining area towards the
garage with his backpack.  I guess kissing him goodbye was a grade 7 thing,
which considering his new kissing skills was probably good idea.  I'm sure
that wouldn't go over well at the school drop off area.  Troy and Porter
left next, with Kyle and I were right behind them.  It was no surprise as
Colin brought up the blood red Lamborghini Veneno to drive Blake to school
in.  While I think the Ankonian `Batmobile' was still his favorite, if
you're going to make an impression on your first day of school, it might as
well be in the most expensive car we own.  Every time that car went out I
think I shuddered little to think what even a scratch would cost to fix.
Colin had been online trying to find new additions to the collection, and
some of them he was looking at were even more expensive.  I still needed to
find a good family vehicle that we could bash around town in and not worry
about scratching.  So far I had narrowed the choices down to the Mercedes
AMG GLS63 which had 7 seats, the Lexus LX-570, the Land Rover Discovery or
a Cadillac Escalade ESV Platinum.  I didn't really want the Escalade as it
made me think of it being the vehicle of choice for drug dealers.  I'd
could see myself adding wheel spinners, listening to gangster rap at loud
volume and driving around wearing gold bling and a baseball cap sideways,
calling everyone `my (N-word)'.  See, this wouldn't be good car for me as I
can't even say that word.  I'd be beat to a bloody pulp somewhere in an
alley.  Not a good look for a cute blonde queer boy.  Colin said I should
start by trading in the Mercedes SUV we had for the new model, and then
suggested I just take the others for a test drive to see which felt the
most practical.  I enjoyed going on test drives with Colin as he liked to
show up looking like we didn't have any money and see how they reacted to
us, plus he said if we go in looking rich, they jack up the price.  All the
SUV's were over a hundred thousands each, but compared to the Veneno at
almost 5 million, I was being ultra conservative.  Of course Colin's
vehicle hunt was for super expensive, or rare ones that he could buy away
from their current owners.  I would still be happy with my original Camaro
from so many years ago.  I never thought Colin could shock me more than he
did when we got the Veneno, but there were two rare cars he was bidding on
that seemed ridiculous to me.  One was a 1956 Aston Martin DBR and the
other a 1939 Alpha Romeo Lungo Spider.  Both were currently at over 20
million dollars.  COME ON!  20 million bucks for a car?  We could put up a
building for less than that and house hundreds of cute horny twinky boys.
Although unlike the cars, they may not hold their value.  We got to
University and met up with the gang at our usual spot and introduced them
to Porter, and re-introduced them to Troy, who most knew already.  Nate
came running across the food court and dropped in beside us panting.

"Sorry I'm late.  Met a new girl that stopped to say hi to me."

"You get laid?"  Rory asked with a grin.

"Sure, we did it right there in the hallway," he said sarcastically.  "She
just said hi, but she has potential.  Boobs out to here," he said holding
his arms out to exaggerate her size.

"Where's Dickson and Tripp?"  I asked as they hadn't arrived yet.

"You didn't hear?"  Kent asked.

"Hear what?"

"They moved to Montreal together to study at McGill.  I thought you knew?"

"No, they never said anything.  Shit!  We didn't even get to have a goodbye
orgy for them," I said feeling slightly pissed that they'd leave without
saying goodbye.  I mean I know I didn't have the best friendship with
Dickson, but I would have thought Tripp would say goodbye.

Linda smiled.  "Don't worry Justin.  I'm sure you'll have plenty of
opportunities to throw a welcome orgy for new guys.  I've already seen a
few that I think you'd like."

"And you didn't bring them over to join us?"  I said only half heartedly.
I still felt sick that neither Tripp nor Dickson even took a second to say
goodbye.  We all talked about the upcoming year and I was actually pleased
it would be my last.  Glad I'm not studying to be a doctor and have to
spend eight years at it.  Two was more than enough to become a
psychologist.  I really need to get on with my life.  Sometimes I feel like
I'm in a rut and that everything I do is like an open book for people.
People seem to know what I'm going to do before I do, which is a bad thing
if you're trying to be all dark and mysterious.  Maybe I should talk less
and make people wonder about the complex inner me, and not the hotness on
the outside wrapper.

At the end of my second class of the day, I got a text message from Colin.
`Meet me outside.'  I immediately figured something was wrong as Colin
never came to the University, so I rushed out to find him leaning against
the front of the SUV.  He didn't look worried, so my next thought was that
maybe he was going to go sell it like we'd discussed.  I ran up to him.
"Hey honey!  What's up?"

He kissed me and took me by the hand and pulled me around to the back of
the vehicle and opened the doors.  "Get in," he grinned.  The seats were
down, so I climbed in and he followed me and closed the doors.  Chance was
sitting in the front passenger seat watching us.  "Strip.  I figured you'd
be horny by now."

"Hell yeah!" I said as I yanked my shirt off and scrambled to get out of my
pants.  "So this is what you were plotting by not giving me sex yesterday?"

"I take the fifth...and yes I can, because I'm an American too," Colin
grinned as he stripped as well.

Chance pulled out his phone and took pictures as we did it.  "Smile, the
dashcam is facing you as well."

Colin lifted my feet into straps that were hung from the handle holds on
the ceiling and got my ass up before he fingered lube into me and began to
fuck.  At least I was getting the VIP treatment and not just spit again.  I
heard Chance taking pictures and wondered if I was going to be in Troy's
first film after they took the `raw' footage to editing.  Raw...get it?
`Cause I was being barebacked?  If you don't get it, then you should
probably go to a doctor and get and MRI for your funny bone.  Which is
where?  I have no idea.  I'm a psychologist, not a surgeon.  As for me, I'm
laughing so hard my ass hurts.  Or that might be because I'm being drilled
like an oil well.  Chance climbed over the seat and quickly removed his
clothes as he 69'd me and shoved his cock down my throat.  I came pretty
quickly as spontaneous sex always drives me wild.  I had barely finished
when the back door flung open and I looked out to see Kyle standing there.

"Oh sure!  Get started without me," he complained.  Colin unfastened my
feet as he pulled out and let me put my underwear on.

"Okay, we're done with you.  You can leave.  Kyle get in here and get
naked.  You're next," Colin said as he basically pushed me out of the SUV
in just my underwear, throwing my clothes at me.  I scrambled to get into
them before anyone saw us.  They pulled Kyle into the vehicle and slammed
the door closed.  I watched as the Mercedes began rocking, and hoped they'd
at least let me watch the footage of it later.  I ran into the building to
go grab something to eat and drink before the next class, where I ran into
Troy.

"Looks like you're having a fun first day," he grinned.

"Why's that?"  I asked confused.  He showed me his phone where there were
pictures of me from just moments ago.  Some of just me completely naked
with an erection, and a couple others where Colin was fucking me.  The
subject line was `Justin's first day back at school.'  What the hell?  "He
just sent these to you?"

"And to Jason, Alex, J.P. and Ryan," I was about to comment further when my
phone went with the same pictures followed immediately with similar
pictures of Kyle.

Troy just laughed.  "Guess I'm not in high school anymore huh?"

"I guess not.  I'm thinking I should have kept my mouth shut and not
reminded Colin of the pranks he used to play when we first met."

Kyle ran over to join us and we showed him the pictures.  "Fuck I look good
in porn!"  He said as he checked them out.  "But we're gonna have to get
those guys hobbies, or they'll screw us to death, and I need my energy for
class.  How was your introduction to film?"  He asked Troy as he looked
around. "And where's the boyfriend?  Lose him already?"

"Nah, he's over checking out the gym facilities.  Got a feeling he's gonna
try and bulk up."

"He's tired of being the bottom huh?"  Kyle laughed.

"Says the two of you..." he said showing us the pictures again.

"I'm only a bottom when I'm not a top," I said clearly defining my
preference.

"Yep, that sounds about right," Troy nodded.  "So Justin, you find any new
boys yet, or are you losing your touch?"

"Haven't had time yet.  Two classes and then sex in the parking lot.  It's
been a busy day.  What about you?"

"Yeah, but I don't hit on guys when Porter's around.  He still gets a
little jealous."

"That should go over well in our house," Kyle teased.  "What's he gonna say
when he finds you being spit roast in the back yard?"

"He'll probably be pissed," Troy admitted.  "He's fine with me having sex
with others, he just doesn't want to know about it.  But he's cool if we
get into group stuff together."

"So he's just jealous when you do guys and he finds out about it when he's
not invited.  Good to know," Kyle nodded.  "Oh, Justin.  You can have the
car after classes.  Chance is gonna pick me up and we're going for drinks
with a guy in my aviation class.  We're gonna try and get into his pants,
so hopefully we'll be late."

"Is he cute?"  I asked as Kyle gave me the keys.

"I'll let you know once I've stripped him.  Don't look now, but I think you
got a guy checking you out too," he said as he glanced over to my right.  I
immediately turned to look, and the blonde guy turned his head quickly.
"Which part of don't look now wasn't clear?"  Kyle laughed.  "You're losing
your touch, dude."

The guy turned back to look at us and then slowly came over.  "Sorry.  I
didn't mean to stare.  Aren't you that guy on that TV show `Blurred
Lines'?"

"No, that's my brother," I replied. "But he'll be happy to know you're
watching."

"So are you the gay one or the straight one?"  he asked obviously not
understanding the whole concept of no.

"My brother plays all three roles, even though we really are triplets.  I
think it's cheaper for the studio that way," I said trying to enhance the
definition.

"That's cool.  Could I have your autograph?"  He said handing over a piece
of paper.  I'm beginning to think he doesn't believe me, or is a patient in
the medical wing.

Kyle looked at him.  "So you're a fan huh?  How old are you?"

"17.  I'm Kelly."

"Nice to meet you, Kelly.  You know if you're a real fan, Justin here loves
it when fans want to blow him.  You ever had sex with a celebrity before?"

"Uhhh...no," he stammered going bright red as I signed his paper.

"Too bad.  Nothing hotter than being fucked hard by celebrity dick that
everyone would kill to get a look at.  That's how Troy and I got to know
him.  Now we just fan girl him in case he gets horny and needs something.
You should try it, especially if you have a nice tight pink hole, or great
lips."

"Uh, thanks.  I think the autograph is fine," he said as he took it back
from me and looked around as if trying to find an emergency portal to
anywhere but here.

"No worries.  If you change your mind and would like an 8½ incher in
you, we'll be here most days," Kyle said bluntly, as Troy tried not to lose
his shit while Kyle tormented the guy.

"Nice meeting you," Kelly said trying to stay calm.  "Thanks for the
autograph.  I should go."  He bolted as if we'd fired him out of a
slingshot.

Troy burst out laughing.  "Holy shit Kyle!  Either he's gonna post what an
asshole J.P. is, or Justin's gonna get laid tomorrow."

"We can hope for the latter," Kyle grinned.  "Just trying to help you meet
new boys."

"I do well enough on my own thanks.  I think you traumatized him."

"Nah, you'll be balls deep in him by the weekend...J.P.!  Speaking of which
I better get to my next class.  People to meet."  He kissed both of us and
bounced off.

"Is it me, or is Kyle extra horny today?"  Troy asked.

"No, he's definitely in a weird mood.  I thought I was the aggressive one.
Looks like I'm starting to lose my touch."

"Nah.  You're still super hot.  Lots of people will want to touch you,"
Troy grinned as he also gave me a kiss.  Damn, maybe I do have an
entourage.  I gotta see about getting a role on the TV show.

After class, I drove Nate home and spent some time with him as we went over
the course outline.  Both of us were looking forward to some of the
practical stuff later in the year.  I was mildly surprised that Nate stayed
dressed the entire time, but it was his house, so his rules.  I couldn't
spend long as I had to go pick Blake up.  I know he said they were doing
the shaving thing, but I wanted to time it right and walk in on it,
pretending like I hadn't remembered.  I arrived at the pool and the dive
team was already gone from the boards, so I headed into the locker rooms.
Like all good parents, I was just there to pick up my kid and hurry him
along.  I found all of them in the back shower section, with razors and
shaving cream.  The team had expanded...in more ways than one.  First there
were about 14 boys on it now and many had erections.  They ranged in age
from about 10 all the way up to Dustin at 17 and Asher, their assistant
coach, at 19.  I smiled to myself as I saw Blake's crotch covered in cream,
despite not needing to shave.  I had no doubt he would have made some
excuse to ensure he joined in.  I recognised some of the others such as
Houston and Warren, but most seemed new, although maybe I just hadn't been
paying attention last season.

"Hey Justin!"  Blake called out when he saw me.  "Guys that's my Dad,
Justin.  Justin, these are the guys."

"Hey guys.  Good practice?"

"Yeah, they're rusty though.  Need to get back at it," Asher said as he
approached.  "Good to see you again."

I checked out his crotch which was now nice and smooth.  He was one of the
only few that wasn't currently sporting an erection. The other was Dustin,
which was probably a good thing as they'd all have to move aside to make
room for that monster dick of his.  That's one straight boy still on my
bucket list, but so far he hadn't been interested in playing with any guy.
I'd even offered to get him some girls for an orgy, but he said he did fine
on his own.  I could almost picture it.  He'd whip out his dick and girls
would drool all over it.  Then when they saw him packed into his Speedo,
he'd be more popular than Tom Daley.  Now there's an idea.  I'll get Tom to
come over and give him private lessons if he'll give up his cock to me for
one night.  There's still a few tricks in the bag yet.  The trick bag...not
that I'm calling myself a bag...or a trick for that matter.  You know what
I mean.

Blake rinsed off and came over to see me.  "Did I get all the hair in my
ass?" he asked turning around to let me look.

Blake, you have about as much hair on your ass as you do on your face.  I
think you're good for now," I teased.

"Rude!  I do to have hair on my face.  Parents.  Can't live with `em can't
push `em of a bridge," he said shaking his head as he looked up at Asher
before returning the team.  He went around helping those that seemed to
need it.

"Feel free to drown him if he gets to be too much of a handful," I told
Asher, who just laughed.

"No he's actually quite the leader.  He's gonna be winning a few medals
this year if he keeps up the work."

"Nice to hear.  Don't tell him that though.  It'll swell his head and we'll
never get it in the front door."

I glanced around at the boys and I focused on two that looked like they
were in the older category.  One with dark brown hair, and the other an
Asian boy with an incredible build.  I love the physique of swimmers and
divers.  I could do any one of them.  Well, not the young kids, but even
their bodies were better defined than most kids their age.  I was even sure
some of them had abs already.  Why a 10 year old would be shaving pubes was
a mystery, but hey, maybe they mature faster in chlorinated water, or like
Blake, just didn't want to be left out.  Dustin headed over to join Asher
and I once he was finished.  The way that big cock swung back and forth in
front of him, I'd be willing to tie him down and rape the shit out of him,
regardless of the consequences afterward.  I had trouble looking at his
face as he approached.  Now I know how straight boys are when staring at
girls boobs.  If he says `my eyes are up here', I'm going to die of
embarrassment.  But he either didn't notice me staring at him, or didn't
care.

"Hey Justin!"  He said as he joined us.

"Hey Dustin.  How's practice?"

"Good.  Good to be back."

"How's the job going?"

"Good.  Yeah, made tons of money over the summer.  Not a fan of that new
guy Quinton though.  He's a bit of an asshole, but I've cut my hours back
now that school's started.  Senior year and all.  Gotta focus.  Gonna suck
not having as much money though."

Now's my chance to offer him money in exchange for that cock.  I could pay
by the inch.  He'd make a fortune.  I chickened out.  "Yeah, I guess that
happens.  Hopefully you'll get in enough hours over the weekend and
holidays and stuff.  I know Blake's itching to get back to work again.  I
think he isn't so much into the money as he is the free pizza."

"Yeah, that's another thing I'm gonna miss, although I think I may be
pizza'd out for the moment.  I should get a towel from behind you," he said
grinning.

"Probably a good idea," I agreed as I moved out of the way.  "You're gonna
make these guys jealous if you keep swinging that thing around."  I wanted
to reach out and take hold of it so bad that I think my throat went dry and
my hand almost involuntarily moved toward it.  When he ran the towel under
his nuts and lifted the whole package up, I almost envisioned myself
slamming him against the wall and going down on him.  Instead I just stared
at it for longer than I should.  I noticed him smiling at me as he kept
flopping it around with his towel.  Such a fucking tease, especially when
he threw the towel around his shoulders leaving himself exposed.  "So
what's next for you to work on with your dives?"  I asked trying to make
small talk.

"10 metre.  Gotta get those entries perfected.  Plus figure out how to keep
the trunks on when I hit."

"I wouldn't worry about that.  Diving naked might get you a better score,"
I joked.  "I should have Tom Daley text you with tips."

"You know him?"  he asked as his eyes went wide.

"Yeah.  Blake learned a lot diving with him while we were in England."

"Sweet.  Fuck, he'd be an amazing mentor," he said excitedly.  Okay, now
would be the time to tell him to get hard and give me his cock and I'd see
what I could do, but I still didn't.  Jesus, either I'm turning into a
chicken shit, or I'm growing up.  Either of those options seemed
terrifying.

The boys were finishing up shaving and comparing themselves to each other.
Most were impressed at how well they'd done, while others got back under
the cool water to have it reduce the chance of getting red bumps.  Blake
walked over to me and grinned as he looked over at the two new guys I'd
been checking out.

"Keep it in your pants Dad.  They're mine first," he said as he slapped me
on the ass, grabbing his towel to head for the lockers.  Dustin just
laughed.

"I guess he hasn't changed, huh?"

"Oh, he's changed.  He's even more obnoxious than before," I told him.

"I can still hear you," Blake sang out from around the corner.

"Then stop eavesdropping," I called back.  Warren and Houston said hi as
they wandered past.  Both of them seemed to have matured a lot over the
summer.

"Oh Justin!"  Blake said as his head came around the corner. "Can you come
here for a second?"

 I headed over to where he was getting dressed.  "You summoned?"

"What?"

"You called?"  I said re-phrasing.

"Yeah.  Can we go over to Warren's and wrestle?  Houston, Dustin and Daryl
are going, so can we go too?"

I'm pretty sure I heard my erection make a `boing' sound at the idea of
wrestling, considering the rules.  Loser gets fucked by the winner.  And
last I remember, Dustin was the Winnipeg city wrestling champion, and since
I pretty much lost to everyone, it seemed like a match made in paradise.  I
had my bucket list out and was rapidly preparing to check that one off the
list, until Dustin whispered in my ear.

"I'm not fucking the winner," he grinned as he walked behind me.

"Be right back," I told Blake as I followed Dustin to his locker.  "Don't
know how huh?  That's okay.  There's lots of guys your age that don't know
how to do it."

Dustin just laughed.  "Nice try, but I'm not gullible enough to fall for
that.  Don't worry, if I ever wanted to fuck a guy you'd be on the list,
but it's just not my thing."

"So what about if you lose?"

"Not a chance of that against a few amateurs," he said confidently.  "But
if I did, I'd deserve to get fucked."

"And I was so looking forward to losing," I said shaking my head as I
walked away and back to Blake.  Dustin was just grinning when I looked back
at him, and told Blake we'd go for a while, but that we couldn't be long as
he had homework to do.  Daryl was the Asian boy I'd been checking out in
the shower and now that he was shaved smooth, he was an even hotter overall
package.  He didn't appear to be a full Asian, so I politely asked him and
he said his Dad was Chinese and his mother was Swedish.  I think he got the
best of both cultures.  Kane was waiting in the main lobby of the Aquatic
centre when we exited and grinned when Warren said that Blake and I were
joining them.

"You been practicing all summer?"  Kane asked.

"No.  I was pretty busy for most of it.  Guess I'll be a little rusty.
Good thing I've had lots of practice getting fucked so I'm at least ready
for that part," I joked.  Blake introduced Dustin to Kane, who was quick to
tell him that he wasn't going to participate in the loser rules.  Kane
seemed disappointed, but I think he'd be relieved if he found out the size
of Dustin's dick.  No way anyone (but me) would want that in their ass.
Daryl and Dustin, joined Blake and I on the ride over to Warren's place and
I got to know a bit about Daryl.  He was 16, although he could easily have
passed for 14.  He'd been diving two years at his old school up north in
Prince George, but his parents had moved to Vancouver during the summer and
he said it liked it way better down here.  He said he'd met Warren at the
pool and joined diving as soon as the coach would let him.  I found out
that he'd also been wrestling with the guys.

"How are you at diving and wrestling?" I asked trying to get to know more.

"Diving, I'm pretty good at.  Wrestling, I'm getting better.  Not a fan of
Kane's rules but he's not kidding about them making you work harder."

"So you've lost a few matches I'm guessing?"

"A few," he acknowledged.  What about you guys?  Are you any good?"

"I'm getting way better at wrestling," Blake bragged.  "Beat Justin a few
times and I'm pretty sure I'm gonna get good enough to beat Kane.  I might
even beat Dustin!"

"Dream on, dude!"  Dustin laughed.  "I've never lost a match yet.  Not
about to start in some basement with amateurs."

"So you win against everyone?"  Daryl said swallowing a little harder than
normal.

"Relax Daryl.  I may win, but I'm not going to fuck anyone.  I'm not into
shredding guy's asses."

"Whew.  Thank god for that.  My ass couldn't take anything that big."

"You've seen him hard?"  Blake asked.

"No, but I've heard."

The only thing I heard out of this whole conversation is that Daryl had
been fucked before.  I was a bit jealous that others had gotten there
before me, but my dick was throbbing at the thought of it.  Of course I'd
have to win to be able to have him myself.  That could be the one major
hurdle in the whole plan.  "Don't worry Daryl.  He's not that big.  I doubt
I'd even feel it if I got fucked by him.  He's probably just all talk," I
said trying to play to Dustin's ego.

"No, it's that big," Blake replied grinning.

Dustin leaned over the seat and patted my shoulder.  "Nice try Justin.
Reverse psychology doesn't work on me."

"Too bad.  That's what I'm learning in one of my classes this year."

"The only one I might even remotely consider fucking is Kane, just because
he seems like a bit of an asshole and a good dicking from a 10 incher might
just shut him up."

"I'm an asshole too," I bragged.  "And I talk all the time...You're just
some dumb jock with a tiny pecker that probably couldn't wrestle your way
out of a paper bag.  I could also dive better than you even if I were
stoned and blindfolded.  I'm better than everyone here and there's no way
I'd lose to a wimp like you," I said trying to sound menacing.

"Again, reverse psychology.  Not working," he laughed.  "Guess we'll find
out how good you are on your first match.  But from what Blake tells me, I
think you'd probably lose every match just for the punishment at the end."

"To quote the mini man...Rude!  I would not.  Mostly.  Okay, I admit, I
suck at wrestling.  I probably shouldn't even put the singlet on as I spend
more time out of it than in it."

"I like the times when we wrestle naked," Blake admitted.  "Makes you pay
attention to where your opponent is and how many times you end up grabbing
his ass."

"Or get his junk in your face," Daryl admitted.

"You wrestled naked before?"  Dustin asked.

"A couple time when I've been over.  Kane says it helps you focus.  He's
not kidding.  You sure focus when a guy's penis or ass are near your face."

"Gotta admit, that's one type of wrestling I've never done.  I think they
used to do that in ancient Greece or something.  Probably why the sport was
so popular with spectators," Dustin commented.

"I'd volunteer to wrestle naked with you, Dustin," I said stepping up and
offering myself up.

"I had a feeling you might," he laughed.  "Maybe one day, but not today."

Maybe one day?  Seriously?  What day?  No really...what day?  I'll put it
on my calendar now and lock in the date.  Maybe I'll slip him some `shrooms
or `accidentally' leave a porn on the big screen for him to watch.  So
tomorrow perhaps?  As we gathered in Kane's basement, he handed singlets to
everyone, except Dustin who had his own in his gym bag.  "Houston, Warren,
make sure you put on those new singlets I got you," Kane said as four
younger guys headed to the bathroom together.  When they returned, Blake
had a big grin on his face.

"Check this out Dad," he said as he turned Houston around to show that his
singlet exposed his ass.  Warren turned and showed us his ass too.  "Can I
get one like that?"

"Just win matches and you won't need one," Kane told him as the rest.
Daryl looked good packed into his singlet.  Turns out their impromptu
wrestling matches were gaining in popularity.  I may have to add this idea
as one of the initiation events for the `Q'.  Which reminds me, there's a
new initiation coming up soon and I should tell Colton to put Stone up for
it.  If for no other reason so I can use that big cock.

Kane, Dustin and I went and changed in the bathroom together.  "How do you
prevent an erection when wrestling?"  I asked the two guys.

"When I was younger, I used to get them all the time, so I wore compression
shorts under the singlet, but now I've been in so many matches that you
just get used to it.  Of course, I'm straight so wrestling around with guys
doesn't affect me that much.  I suppose if you're gay, you'd beat off
before a match, wear compression shorts and tight briefs," he laughed.

"Or just show it off and hope for fun at the after party," I grinned.

"Not a lot of gay after-parties in wrestling," Dustin said.

"Right.  Sorry, that's probably more of a diving thing, right?"

"Nope.  But nice try.  Although there's one sport where hiding a boner is
impossible.  Oh, just so you know Kane, I don't fuck guys, so I won't be
doing that when I win."

"Who says you'll win?"  Kane grinned.

"I'm pretty sure that won't be a problem, but like I told Justin, if I lose
I'd deserve to be fucked."

"Then prepare to lose," Kane grinned as he pulled on his singlet and tucked
his dick away properly.  I still don't know why I get dressed for these
things.  Even Blake can beat me.

The first up were Warren and Houston with Warren winning easily.  They
moved aside and Warren excitedly fucked his friend through the open ass of
the singlet, as Kane went up against Dustin and lost so fast I hardly knew
the match had begun.  They had a quick rematch, with the same result, just
lasting slightly longer the second time.  Dustin was good enough to teach
some of the younger guys a few solid moves, and from the look on Kane's
face I doubt Dustin will be invited back.  I think Kane likes to be the
alpha male in this setting.  Right now he looked like a novice beginner,
and if Dustin had been into fucking, Kane would have been walking strange
for a good couple weeks.

When Kane wrestled Daryl, he lowered the top of Daryl's singlet while he
had him on his back.

"Hey!  I haven't lost yet," he complained as he tried an intimidating look.

"Just getting you ready," Kane said as he folded Daryl in half and yanked
the singlet the rest of the way off, leaving him completely naked.  They
continued to wrestle, and Daryl sure gave it everything he had, even as he
tried to get Kane's singlet down, to no avail.  Once Kane had Daryl
basically pinned, he pulled his cock out of the side of the singlet.  He
fumbled a bit and took several attempts before finally managing to get into
the boy, who was doing his best to get away from it, but lost.

"You're gonna lose next time," Daryl challenged after Kane was finished
with him.

"That's the spirit, Daryl.  But until then, that ass is mine."

I wrestled a few times and lost to all of them.  It's a good thing I like
being fucked or this would be really bad for my ego.  Blake wanted to
wrestle me but I told him that it wasn't a good idea and that we'd talk
later.  He looked disappointed, but turned his attention to challenging
Dustin.  Of course he lost quickly but acted as if he'd won by pointing out
all the good moves he'd gotten on him.  Dustin was the true sportsman and
congratulated him on getting better each time.  I don't think anyone was
upset that Dustin wasn't following the rules of fucking the loser.

Kane grabbed Blake and took him to the mat to begin their match, but before
they started, Kane stripped Blake and then stepped out of his own singlet
so they would be wrestling naked.

Dustin leaned over to whisper to me.  "You're okay with him and Blake?"

I shrugged.  "I'd like to see YOU tell Blake he couldn't participate.
Blake's pretty sure of himself most of the time.  One day he's going to
surprise Kane and actually beat him.  I just hope I'm here to see it."

Dustin just shook his head as we watched them wrestle.  It's amazing how
many times their junk got in each other's face, or how many times they ass
grabbed.  I guess when you're in clothes, you don't notice as much, but I'm
sure at one point, Kane had his thumb right in Blake's hole.  Inevitably
Blake lost, but not after having put up a pretty good fight.  Kane pushed
Blake flat onto the mat, spread his legs wide and mounted him.  Warren came
and knelt in front of Blake inching his way forward until Blake got the
message and began sucking his dick.

"Damn, I've wrestled all over the country and I've gotta tell you, I've
never seen shit like this," Dustin said as we sat side by side watching.  I
kept hoping he'd get horny and I'd be the closest to him to get the benefit
of it.  "I guess if I'd learned to wrestle like this when I was a kid, I
might not have lost as much at the beginning.  I'd have done anything to
avoid being fucked.  They may have something with this idea."

"It might not catch on in the professional league," I grinned.

"Probably not," Dustin agreed.  "Looks like you enjoy it though," he smiled
as he pointed to my erection visible in my singlet.  "I'm guessing the
incentive for you to win isn't that big huh, probably just the opposite."

I stuck my tongue out at him.  "Mainly I lose `cause I suck at it.  What I
need is to go to some wrestling camp, learn everything I can and then come
back and win a few.  Would be fun to see the looks of surprise."

"Now that would be something I'd watch.  The look on everyone's face when
you won against them.  You should let me train you," he suggested.

"Nice!  You wanted to make some extra money.  I could hire you as my
personal trainer."

Dustin laughed.  "I'm still not fucking you every time you lose.  You'd
have no incentive to win from what I know about you."

"So how about if I win against you, it's winner's choice.  Fuck or be
fucked and I'd throw in a cash bonus for training me so well."

"Deal.  But before you go and lube anything up, you do realize I'm
undefeated right?"

"No worries.  I was thinking of giving you some pot edibles or getting you
drunk before we wrestled," I joked, although wondered if somehow I might
actually get away with it.

"I'd probably still win," he laughed.  "But if you're serious about
learning, I'd be happy to show you some moves.  Talk about a mixed bag of
incentives.  You give me extra money for training you to be able to beat
me, but if that happens we would have to fuck.  An incentive and a
disincentive all in the same offer."

"Sometimes you take the good with the bad."  I'll give him some training
moves to.  The sit on my face reverse cowboy.  The pin me lip lock
position.  My legs clamped around his waist as I massage his crotch move.
The face to balls and ass licking move.  They may not be in the official
manual, but can you think of a better way to make the sport more fun?  We'd
increased attendance 1000 percent.

We called it a day shortly thereafter and I managed to go into the bathroom
at the same time as Dustin.  The only guy I'd beaten was 13 year old
Houston, but I never fucked him, so at least I was improving slightly.  As
Dustin showered, I couldn't help but watch as he soaped up his cock and
balls.  That dude was bigger limp than most guys are when they're hard.  He
turned and grinned at me.  "You like my cock that much huh?"

"What?  Oh, sorry, just daydreaming I guess.  Kinda zoned out."

"It's cool.  I get used to guys looking.  Even straight guys.  So let me
ask you.  Are gay guys really that much better at giving blowjobs than
girls?"

"Of course.  Guys are always better at it as we know how they work.  Same
as girls are probably better with pussies.  Just logical I assume."

He nodded thoughtfully.  "So do all gay guys know how to deep throat?"

"No, not at all.  It takes quite a bit of practice, and it depends on the
size of the dick.  Average lengths and thicknesses are easier, obviously.
Bigger are much tougher.  You, with the size of that thing when it's hard,
might have trouble finding anyone that can do it.  I mean there's a
difference between deep throating and having it all the way into your
stomach."

"Funny.  Maybe one day, if I was stoned enough, I'd let a guy blow me
properly just to see the difference," he admitted.  Please tell me that
that day is today and right now.  PLEASE!!  But regardless of when, I'd
volunteer for the job, because once you go Justin, you never go back, and
then it's only a quick flip before you convince them to fuck you.  I have
to work on my slogan.  `Once you go Justin, you're always bustin'.'  Or
`Once you go Justin, you'll never be rushin'.' `Masters of the Universe?'
I think that one is already spoken for.  I'm sure there's a good one for my
business card somewhere.  `Justin Masters.  Psychologist.  Cum with
problems, leave satisfied.'  `Justin Masters.  Psychologist.  Get to the
naked truth.'  `Lord Dr. Justin Masters.  Psychologist.  Unload yourself on
him.'

"Have you ever done anything with a guy?"  I asked Dustin snapping back to
the current moment.

"Not really.  When I was a kid we did stuff like compare penises and stuff,
but once everyone heard how big my dick was, they all wanted to see it.  It
got pretty boring whipping it out all the time.  My best friend and I
jerked off together a couple times when I was like 14.  Once we tried each
other, but that was about it."

"Typical boy curiosity stuff," I admitted.  "You should just get yourself
into an orgy and you'd be amazed at how much fun it is, especially in the
dark where anything goes."

"You've been in an orgy?"  Dustin asked surprised.  "That's one thing I'd
love to try.  Me and a dozen girls."

"It usually ends up with it being guys and girls, so anything could happen
and usually does.  Of course, the more drunk or stoned you get, the wilder
and kinkier the party.  Only thing I can tell you is that at an orgy, you
can't be uptight about which sex touches you."

"I'm guessing you mean that something might happen between two guys or two
girls, right?"

"Usually does, but if it's understood at the beginning then no one really
talks about it afterward, so any curiosities are dealt with and you can
cross orgy of your bucket list...at least once."

"Damn.  I know guys are always horny, but that's a whole new level.  You
know lots of chicks that would be into an orgy?"

"A few.  Been there and done that a lot.  Mainly to get a straight boy, but
sometimes a naked party will just break out for the fun of it."

"At least you're honest Justin, I'll give you that," Dustin said as he
stepped out of the shower.  "So I'm guessing that if I said I'd have sex
with you at an orgy, you'd plan one?"

"Before you even got dried off.  Just say the word," I joked as I quickly
showered while we talked.

"I'll think about it.  You still wanting those wrestling lessons?"

"Definitely.  I'd love to be able to beat somebody bigger than a 13 year
old eventually."

"Okay, we'll set it up."

I grinned as I realized it would give me more time to work on Dustin, and
if not have sex with him, at least get to roll around on a mat with him.
Ideally naked.  We headed out to the rest of the guys where Blake was in
the middle of everyone.  "Blake with his entourage," I laughed as we got
closer.

"Yeah!  Me and my entourage!"  Blake said grinning "What's an entourage
again?"

"Your squad," I clarified turning on my teenager translation app.  He
nodded and grinned.

"I was thinking about that orgy idea.  How would it work exactly?"  Dustin
asked as we drove him home.

"Just throw a party.  Have pot and alcohol and with lights down low and
with the skinny dipping in the pool, it doesn't take long to start."

"Ummm, I really don't want sex with a guy.  Is there any option that would
avoid that?"

Blake laughed loudly as he leaned over he front seat to join in.  "Not in
our house.  Too many horny gay guys.  Even if there was a hundred women at
the party."

"How do you know?"  Dustin asked frowning at Blake.

"Been to lots of them," he said confidently.  Leaving out the part where he
watched from the steps and wasn't an actual participant.

"I'd have to think about it.  Probably the only way I'd be interested is if
I were seriously stoned or drunk and it was in a darkened room with a dozen
chicks and the only other guy was maybe you."

Oh my god!  Did he just cave and agree to have sex with me?  I already saw
the video of it playing in my head.  He would fuck me in several positions
in the middle of a circle of girls and I'd give him such an amazing time
that he'd forget the girls were even there and they'd have to go all
lesbian on each other for the rest of the party.  I wouldn't only let him
fuck me, but I'd return the favour and fuck him too after we'd 69 for
several hours.  I almost drove through a red light thinking about it.  This
must be some more of that distracted driving you hear about.  I played it
cool.  "Whatever you're comfortable with.  Lots of straight boys enjoy
fucking a guy as their asses are tighter than pussies.  Wear a blindfold
and stay stoned.  Usually works.  Same as getting a blowjob.  Try sticking
your dick through a gloryhole while thinking of some hot chick.  You'll be
`blown' away by how good gay guys are at sucking dick, compared to chicks."

"That's true!" Blake agreed.  "Girls are really bad at blowjobs.  Guys are
100 times better."

Dustin laughed.  "God, it's like a father and son tag team."

"Just let me know," I said as we pulled up at his house.  "It has to be
something you'd enjoy or why do it, right?"

"That's exactly it!  Today was weird enough just watching.  Can't imagine
being the one actually doing a guy, but I'm open minded enough to think
about it."  He fist bumped us and told Blake he'd see him at the next
practice.  As he left, Blake jumped into the front seat with me.

"Do you think he'll do it, Dad?"

"You never know with straight boys, Blake.  Depends on how bad they want
the main part of the deal."

"Like Kurt, huh?  He has sex with you because you let him look after the
cars, right?"

"It started out like that, but now I think he does it because it's an easy
way when he's horny.  I'd never stop him looking after the cars, or being
my friend, if he said he didn't want to have sex anymore.  That would be
wrong.  Sometimes you just have to convince people to try something they
aren't sure about, so they can find out what it's really like."

Blake turned sideways in his seat and glared at me.

"What?"  I asked glancing over at him.

"That's so hypercritical."

"Hypocritical?  Why?"

"`Cause you want to teach a straight boy instead of your own son," he
complained.  "Like how come today you wouldn't wrestle with me, but you did
with everyone else?"

"I just didn't think it was a good idea for me to lose and have you fuck me
in front of everyone.  That may not be a good thing for either of us."

"Cause they'd think you're a wimp?"  he teased.

"Because I'm your Dad," I grinned.  "They already know I suck at wrestling.
I have no problem wrestling you Blake and I'd be happy to do it at home to
give you extra practice."

"With the same consequences?"  He asked.  I nodded and he grinned even
wider.  "Will we wrestle naked?"  He added.

"Either that or in underwear since we don't own singlets," I replied.

"Cool.  We should get Brody, Kyle, Chance, Ben, Troy and his boyfriend of
the day to join in too," he said already making this a much bigger thing.
He spun back in his seat and I could see the gleam from his smile bouncing
off the dashboard.  I looked over at him and he was stroking his crotch and
the bulge from his erection was extremely visible.  I guess the idea
excited him.  We had barely gotten into the house before he was throwing
clothes everywhere and racing up the back stairs.  "Hi Dad!  I gotta go
masturbate and study.  See you later!"

"Diving went well?"  Colin asked with a confused grin.  I explained the
reason for his excitement and he just shook his head.  "You know you're
just encouraging him right?"

"Honestly, I don't even think it matters.  He's more mature than most kids
his age, so I figure if he wants sex while he's in the house we just let
him.  He's not gonna get hurt and maybe that's the reverse psychology part
of all this.  Let him do what he wants, and when he realizes it's not as
big a deal as he's making it, he'll move on to something else.  I'm kinda
hoping he'll forget about it once he's spent time with the boyfriend."

"You're talking about Blake, right?  He hasn't stopped pestering us about
sex since he learned how to spell it.  And you know how he thinks.  If he
figures he's won on the sex thing after so much effort, next will be pot or
drinking, and then driving himself to school before he has a license."

"I guess it'll always be something.  I suppose that's how it is with kids.
I mean not me.  I was always the well behaved one."

Colin laughed.  "Right!  So how's the collecting of straight boys going?
You get any more notches on your belt?"

"That's not the same thing," I complained as I kissed him and we made
dinner, during which I wondered where my notched belts were hiding.

Everyone came down for dinner, and Blake was in his usual style of dress.
Nothing.  I think the only time to mention it will be if he actually begins
wearing clothes.  I was in just lounge pants for a change and no shirt.  As
we ate, everyone talked about their day, until Blake suggested we all go
down to the gym for an hour.

"Why?"  Kyle asked.

"I think we all need to get back in shape after the summer," Blake
reasoned.  "Justin is getting flabby and he needs to get everything
tightened up for wrestling, or no one is gonna want to have sex with him."

Ben almost choked on the mouthful of food he had.

"Nice burn!" Chance laughed.

"I am NOT getting flabby," I replied.  I could still see my abs and I
didn't have love handles forming or anything.  I was still as hot as
always.

"Yeah, but you will, if you don't exercise.  I think we should all do an
hour everyday and get super toned.  Coach says it'll be good for all of us.
Plus we can all wrestle down there too."

"So he told the team you all needed to work out, and you figured you'd make
us join you?  Plus, I think you're right.  Justin is getting flabby," Colin
teased as he patted my stomach.

"Not cool!  Fine.  I accept your challenge.  Flabby, my ass!"

"That too," Colin teased.  Blake just nodded and grinned wildly.

I grabbed him and put him into a head lock.  "Help!  Child abuse!!" he
shrieked as he giggled.  "And ever heard of deodorant?"

"Deodorant?  Where?  Under here?"  I said as I jammed his face into my
armpit.  He complained as he pretended to spit the smell out of his mouth.

"So gross.  I'll get you back after we work out.  I might not shower and
then I'll come sleep with you."

"Oh, you think so, huh?"

"Bring it, old man. I can kick your ass anytime, ya know!"

I better reclaim my superiority fast, or I'll find myself being dominated
all the time...  I texted J.P. and Jason and told them that we were working
out everyday and that they should join us.  They both texted back saying
they'd be here.  If I'm getting flabby...which I'm not...just in case
people start getting the wrong idea...then they would be too, and if we
want to stay identical we better work out together.  If I had to say what
my body looks like, I think I'd compare it to Cameron Dallas, before he got
the 8-pack abs...and forgot how to shave.  I could get extra abs if I
wanted.  After all I AM a member of Amazon Prime, and they have same day
delivery.

Ben said he enjoyed the new school and had already made lots of new
friends.  He said he was going to try out for the football or lacrosse
teams.  I think he might be a bit small for football, but he was fast so
who knows.  Plus if he were the only gay guy on the team, he might end up
being able to help horny straight boys relieve frustrations after the game.

We did all work out together for a while and Colin suggested that J.P.,
Jason and myself have our pictures taken together, so we could see the
changes as we went.  We humoured him, and did it after we dressed in
identical underwear so that we had the whole triplet thing going.  He made
sure to get tons of pictures of us working out, hanging together and being
all but naked with each other.  Blake suggested we put them all on his
social media site for the second season of Blurred Lines, which both Jason
and I had been invited to film a couple of scenes in.  Oh, and in case it's
burning into your brain...I'll say it again...I AM NOT flabby.  I think
that was just Blake's way of getting us all to workout with him.  We did
some wrestling moves too, but no fucking took place, causing an official
protest by Blake, but Kyle promised him that after we'd all learned how to
wrestle properly, we'd implement the punishment rule.

The next day started out as routine with school for everyone.  Colin and I
had messed with Blake again and put him in the media room during the middle
of the night.  We'd made sure we put blankets and a pillow for him and even
one of his stuffed toys beside him, which he never slept with anymore.  The
look on his face was priceless as he strolled in to breakfast.  He never
said anything but he looked genuinely confused. My day went pretty normally
until Colin texted and asked if I had lunch plans.  When I told him I
didn't, he gave me the address to his new office on the 40th floor of one
of his buildings and said to meet him there and we'd go out.  I texted the
group...or my `squad' to let them know I was gonna miss lunch with them and
drove over to the new office.  The sign in the lobby said that the 40th
floor was `Worth Investing Ltd. - Worthington International.'  I guess I
now knew the name of the new company.  As I stepped off the elevator, I had
expected something similar to his last place with a reception desk and
offices, but I got quite the shock to find myself in a huge open area that
looked like it was two floors tall.  It was brightly lit with plenty of
colourful unique looking furniture at the entrance.  The windows seemed to
go on forever and were floor to ceiling.  While they let in a lot of light,
it was obvious they had some sort of film over them to keep out part of the
glare, or perhaps to stop birds or drones from looking in.  Glass offices
were along both sides with stairs in front that went up to a second floor
of offices on top of the first row.  The large center space that they
overlooked had a glass wall across the front of it, making it look like an
enclosed meeting room of some sorted.  The furniture in the offices wasn't
traditional at all and the whole place looked so casual I wondered if this
was an office or a voyeur apartment block of some sort.  There were plenty
of TV's embedded in the glass walls and several of the offices had frosted
walls so you couldn't see into them.  I assumed one would be Colin's
office.  He sure picked an interesting place to get an office.  There were
about a dozen people wandering around, the majority guys.  Most dressed
very casual in t-shirts & shorts.  I saw a couple of girls who were also
wearing very casual clothing, almost sports like.  I was about to go and
ask one where Colin's office was when Adrian appeared from one of the
frosted glass areas near the elevator that I'd just stepped off.  I think
my mouth fell open slightly as he was wearing a tight fitting v-neck
t-shirt and black dress pants. The guy was super buff.  I knew he was hot
from having seen him naked before, but I don't remember him being quite
this hot.  Now I know why Colin kept him as his assistant.  I'd be doing
nothing at work except for Adrian if he were my assistant.

"Hi Justin.  Colin is in his office.  You like the new set-up?"

"Yeah.  It's great.  Really bright though.  I'd be squinting all day.  I
like the new office wear."

He laughed.  "Thanks.  It's a lot less formal around here than the other
office.  I'm sure Colin will want to give you the grand tour.  I'll show
you to his office."  He led me to the door he'd just come from and went in.
I felt like I'd entered the future, it was so modern.  If aliens appear and
try to probe me at all, give me an hour and then call someone for help.
Colin appeared from the side.

"Hey babe!  You like the new place?"

"It's amazing.  I thought you were just going to have an office type
office.  Like your old place."

"Yeah, I started out thinking like that, but then when we got working on
things, I wanted it to be more relaxed, to fit with modern working
environments.  Can Adrian get you anything?"

"Dressed like that, he can get me anything he wants," I smiled at him as I
adjusted my crotch, which didn't go unnoticed by Adrian as he smiled at me.

"Work comfortable is our motto," Colin grinned as he looked at Adrian.

"If you're gonna wear less than that anytime, I may need to apply for a
job," I grinned.

"Then you might want to apply before Colin shows you the relaxation space,"
he said in what sounded like a tease.  He left and Colin showed me around
his office.  Like the old one it had a closet and bathroom with shower, but
unlike the old one, the furniture wasn't the traditional chairs and
sofas. It was all modern, high tech and very casual, although it did have
some light mix of colour, and a small rug around a seating area gave it a
bit of warmth.  The largest piece of furniture apart from his desk was a
curvy couch/bed looking thing off to the side.  I could see some fun
happening on that.  His desk looked like a giant flat screen tv.

"Is this like a space sharing thing where you rent an office and use the
common area?"

He laughed.  "No.  This is the new company.  Worth Investing.  We're going
to let people pitch us business ideas to invest in and if we like them
we'll become partners.  They can take an office here to begin work if they
need it, and our resources will be shared with them.  There are other
floors for those that need additional bigger spaces to work, and for anyone
wanting to manufacture things, we have warehouses that they can rent."

"So like Shark Tank or Dragon's Den?"  I asked.

"Kinda.  At least as far as pitching the idea and investing, but we'll let
them be part of the whole company as well, so each partner can help others
develop ideas and overcome obstacles.  We'll use resources from one
company's idea to help another if they require it, and each person
contributes to the overall success."

Yeah, don't get it, but it sure sounded different from his real estate
stuff.  That I understood.  Put up a building, sell it and move to the next
on, or lease space in towers whether retail or offices, and sell condos.  I
just smiled as if I totally understood.

"Want to see something cool?"  I hoped that meant he was going to call
Adrian back in and get him naked.  But it wasn't.  He went to his desk and
touched the top of it.  The frosted glass wall went clear and I could see
out onto the rest of the floor.  I'd have to remember the location of that
button in case he ever fucked me on his desk and I accidentally pushed it.
He hit it again and it went frosted and changed colors as he slid his
finger up and down the desk.  Then he changed it so I could see outside
again.  "Maybe I should strip you and we could have some fun."

"Ummm, Colin...  The window?  Are we gonna perform for everyone.  I mean I
have no problem with that, but since this is an office, is that something
they'll all be good with?"

He laughed.  "Go out and take a look in," he grinned.  I opened his office
door and the wall was mirrored so we couldn't see in, but he could see out.

"That's wicked cool.  Just make sure it's set to one way glass before you
do anything," I laughed.  "But it's kinda hot that we could be naked in
here and they couldn't see us.  What else does this room do?"

"Not much out of the ordinary except I can change the look of the interior
walls by adjusting the computer.  It'll project artwork, pictures or
landscapes for whatever mood I'm in.  We'll install some of these type of
walls in the rest of the floor once we work all the bugs out.  Plus the
entire place is monitored by video surveillance and the keycards act as an
identifier as to where everyone is located."

"Sounds like home.  Hi ADAM!"  I joked looking up a the ceiling.

"Hello Justin.  Welcome to Worth Investing," came the reply, almost scaring
the crap out of me.

"Fuck me.  I was kidding.  You installed ADAM here?"

"A new upgraded version of him.  He's much more interactive and for the
Executives he's voice activated.  We can bring anything up on the desk and
he can send information direct to our phones as well.  This version of ADAM
makes the one at home look like a kids toy."

"Cool.  I'll have to check him out.  Can he get me laid?"

"Probably.  ADAM, can you get Justin laid?"

"I can complete even the most difficult of tasks," ADAM replied.

"Rude!  Seriously rude!  At least he's still got his sense of humour.  That
is humour right?"

Colin laughed.  "I guess we'll never know.  Come on I'll show you around
the rest of the place which is pretty cool."

"Sweet.  Can I use the bathroom first?"

"It's over there," he said pointing to the door.  I entered and the first
thing that I noticed was the glass toilet mounted to the wall and the clear
shower with two lines of shower heads that looked like it could give you a
massage at the same time.  The counter was frosted, but the sink and tap
system mounted to it was also glass.  Thankfully none of the windows were
see through or I'd be nervous that people would be watching me pee from
outside.  At least his towels weren't glass.  It had some splashes of
colour on the walls, but basically the whole place was very clean looking.
We headed out into the main area which he described as the presentation
center.  It was open to the offices on the two floors, but once again he
explained that it could all be made private by frosting the windows if
needed.  We then headed over to two frosted double doors.

"This is the relaxation space.  One of the cool features of the whole
environment," Colin said as we approached and they slid open automatically.
At first I thought we'd gone outside as there were trees, plants, and a
small pond with a little waterfall.  Some of the trees were apparently a
video display on glass panels artistically woven to break up the space into
smaller sections.  The trees looked so realistic that if I were a dog, I'd
have probably peed on them.  There were some real trees and plants mixed in
with it, and plenty of places to sit and relax.  I immediately felt like I
was in nature and it was insanely peaceful.  I looked up and if I didn't
know better, I would have assumed it was the sky.  There were even a few
light clouds moving across it.  At the back corner was a purple glow, and a
huge fish tank across one wall.

"What's that area?"  I asked.

"It's a tanning rejuvenation quadrant.  The lighting acts like a tanning
booth, but toned down to allow for a longer exposure.  The whole centre has
specially designed vitamin D lighting to reduce depression and simulate
being outside.  Then there is a unisex shower and bathroom that connects
through to several of the areas so people can freshen up if they want."  He
pointed to a short hallway located behind one of the darkened glass tree
walls.  We wandered over there and Adrian was lying naked on one of the
shaped plastic benches.

"Oops, sorry," I said as soon as I saw him.  He turned and smiled.  "It's
cool.  This is an open space.  If you want a closed area there are a couple
rooms behind those panels," he said pointing to an area I almost didn't see
as it looked like part of the simulated forest.

"Ummm, no, I'd be good with the open area," I said looking directly at
Adrian.  I mean you don't want to be impolite and not look at someone
you're talking to.  God he was hot.  Maybe Blake was right, I should get a
few more abs.  Adrian already looked like he had eight of them, so I should
work on getting 12 or 14 just to compete, or Colin might never come home.
I'll look up how many abs a person can have and work on getting the
maximum.  I mean if I were spending eight hours a day here there's no way
I'd keep my hands off Adrian.  The only thing I have going for me is that I
have a much bigger dick...and green eyes.  I was just about to adjust my
dick in my pants and continue the tour when I heard a familiar voice behind
me.

"Justin!  Hey dude!"

I turned around and saw Cole coming up behind me to give me a huge hug.
"Hey Cole!  Are you working here as well?  I thought you were over at the
Academy."

"Yeah, Colin asked if I'd like to run the relaxation space.  It paid better
than the Academy, so I moved over here while Arden is staying over there.
We have a spa for massages, the tanning area, a foot massage soaking pool,
the underwater nap room, game centre as well as fitness facility.  We
toured through the space and each area was different as we rounded corners
and entered rooms.  One was darkened down to simulate night with reclined
seats that looked like they would be super comfortable to lie on and watch
the big fish wall.  It was also very quiet with sound seemingly muffled as
we walked through.  Cole explained that it was soundproofed with noise
cancelling filters throughout.  I could sleep in here for days.  Another
room had a bunch of fitness machines that looked outside to the street, and
was more of a typical gym.  What is the fascination of people to work out
in a window?  Beside it was a games room with a pool table, fooz ball, ping
pong table, two skeeball machines, air hockey, a dance machine, and several
bean bag chairs along with regular tables and chairs.  A refreshment area
with filtered water, juices and healthy snacks was tucked along the back
corner as well.

"Damn, I could move into this place and never want to ever leave.  Why
would anyone do work if they had a space like this to hang out in?  You
better hope you never have a power failure or people would have nothing to
do."

"It's all solar powered from the collectors installed on the roof and in
the exterior design of the building.  We're self-sufficient here.  The idea
is that if people are able to get rid of stress and work in an environment
where they are comfortable, they'll be more productive," Cole explained.

"Plus, we spend the majority of our time at work, so it should be
enjoyable," Colin added.

"Well if Adrian is gonna be naked everyday, I'd find it very enjoyable too,
although I doubt I'd be productive unless we were maybe running a sperm
bank," I grinned.

"Most of the spaces are designed for people to be themselves.  If you enter
a space like the tanning area and you're uncomfortable with someone being
undressed, you move to your own space.  It's a simple concept and the only
thing we ask is that sexual activities not take place in public.  Not
everyone wants to see that," Colin told me.

"So sex at work is okay here?  Damn, this really isn't like most offices is
it?"

"Sex is okay if both parties agree to it in private, but everyone knows
that areas are monitored and any one who doesn't respect the rights of
others would be charged and removed from the building.  We want this to be
not only an enjoyable environment, but a safe one as well."

"So when can I have Adrian?"  I asked Colin.

Cole laughed.  "Probably whenever you ask him.  Come check out the new
massage beds and I'll introduce you to the interns."  We headed to a very
tranquil room with two massage beds.  One bed was already occupied by a
young guy being massaged by another.  Guys, this is Justin.  He's Colin's
husband."

They said hi and I couldn't help but watch them.  The guy on the bed was
naked with a towel just barely over his ass, while the other one was in
tight boxer briefs.

"They're doing intern work for school credit from the Academy.  Both of
them are 16 in case you were wondering and need a massage," Cole grinned.
I think I just felt some serious knots begin in my back and some stress in
my front groinal area.

"Lie on the bed and I'll show you some of the cool new features," Cole
suggested as I think he read my mind.  Not that it would be hard to do as I
think I was staring at the interns.

"Do I need to be naked?"  I asked hopefully.

"I'm sure you'll want to be when you come for a massage, but for now just
lie on it and get ready to be amazed."

Cole explained that normally I'd be barefoot for it, so I obliged and
kicked off my shoes. Colin just grinned at me as I lay on the table and my
feet were placed on two toe holds at the bottom.  "Are you ready?" He asked
once I got comfortable.

"Very."  I said.  I mean normally when I go to Cole for a massage it ends
with me very happy, so I was always ready.  I slowly felt my legs beginning
to open as the bottom part of the table separated.  This feature I knew
from the old place.  It allowed him to get between them for extra
massaging.  The difference was that this was all electronic and very
silent.  I was just about to comment when the table began to tilt.  My feet
were being lowered like I was on some sort of medical table about to get an
x-ray.  Once I was at about a 45 degree angle it stopped.  Cole stepped up
behind me and put his hands on my shoulders and pressed his body against
mine.

"Makes it much easier to massage like this," he said as he leaned in to me.

"I'll bet," I grinned.  "I can already imagine how much fun this table
could be.  I think I need one at home.  I might be coming back for a
massage as soon as the tour is done.  Damn, this positions someone just
perfectly, doesn't it?  Do the legs open wider?"

"Of course.  If someone wants to be stretched while being massaged, they
can go as wide as you want, and the table can go fully upright."

"No, this is about perfect.  You should let me down though as I'm getting
one major boner thinking about all the possibilities."

Cole and Colin both laughed.  "I figured you'd like this," Colin said
leaning in to give me a kiss.  "So we'll be seeing you three times a day
for a massage from now on?"

"Three times?  Nah.  Just put my name on it and I'll live here.  You won't
need to climb on the table anymore to give prostate massages at least."

He let me down and Colin and I continued the tour.  All I could think about
was the massage table and being such a considerate guy, I felt I should go
there a lot to give the interns tons of practice.  The last room was the
showers and bathroom.  The urinals for the men were positioned so that they
were private from the women, and the stalls had floor to ceiling walls for
privacy.  Guess there'll be no under stall activities in here, although
it's about the only place that was private in the whole place.  The
bathroom was spacious and nicely set up for women to sit and do makeup and
men to shave.  A couple banks of semicircular chrome lockers made a partial
wall to enter the shower area, where there was one guy undressing.  I
walked past into the showers which was mostly an open area with some pretty
high tech shower heads.  For those not into exhibitionism, there were
dividers around other shower spaces.  I wouldn't mind a shower room like
this at home.  I unconsciously checked for the foam machine vents in case
Colin had installed those too, but I didn't see any.  Too bad, or this
would be the place to go.  As we turned to leave the shower area, the guy
that had been changing strolled in past me completely naked.  He was almost
as hot as Adrian, and probably around Colin's age.  So an older guy.  Don't
tell Colin I said that.  He said hi to us and I almost stripped to join
him.  This was less like a work place and more like a high tech bath house.
I could see me visiting Colin several times a day to hang out.

We left the relaxation space and went away from the central area to a
concentration of smaller offices, all with glass windows and clean
colourful environments.  These rooms had blinds that could be drawn instead
of the automatic windows like the others, but Colin explained that the
outside windows could be darkened, and each office could be individually
climate controlled to adjust lighting and temperature however the occupant
wanted.  Very cool indeed.  As we returned back the main area near the
elevator, I noticed another office next to Colin's and smiled.  The plaque
on the side of the door said Justin Masters.

"Why is my name on this one?"  I asked.

"For whatever you want babe.  If you need to study for university, you want
a space of your own, or maybe when you graduate, you can use it for your
clients.  Set it up however you want and it has a similar bathroom to mine
and all the high tech features."  We entered and there wasn't a lot in it
except for the big flat screen tv desk and the bathroom.  Apart from that
it was empty, and big.

"Take a look online for whatever furniture you want and have it delivered.
You can set it up however you envision," Colin told me.  If you need a
traditional space for clients, or a modern one, it's up to you.  The walls,
lighting and environment can all be adjusted for your needs as well as the
sound system that you can customise.  Plus like almost all the main
offices, it's soundproof," he grinned.

"Soundproof, huh?  I can think of a few good uses for that feature."

"Figured you might.  I'm sure you'll find plenty of people willing to help
you christen it."

"Starting with you, Adrian, Cole and the interns?"

"Of course."

"Has Blake seen this place yet?"

"No.  We're not fully functional yet.  Still a few technical glitches to
overcome and a bit more furniture to arrive.  It's modern and open, but it
still feels a little cold in places, so we're warming it up with some
designs and electronic art that can be changed at random.  I figure you and
I can show him when it's complete and you have your office set up the way
you want it.  The trouble with Blake is that once he sees it, he may never
leave."  He handed me a keycard that he said had full access to the entire
building.  We didn't just have the one floor, we owned the whole building
which was a combination of retail space, office space and a few condos.
There was even a pool and atrium on the roof.  Fuck me.  Sell the house and
let's live here.  I'm sure the underground parking would be enough for all
our cars.

"I thought the idea was to get out of business and have more free time.
This seems like it's gonna be quite the venture."

"The idea is that we give entrepreneurs the chance to be part of the
overall company while expanding their own brand and ideas.  If they are
successful and wish to move on, they can and we take a percentage of their
success, but if they falter, others around them can help by providing
ideas.  All we do is provide some capital, a space and other minds to help
them get started and be successful.  Not every idea will get a shot, but
each person we take on will have a vote in whether we invest in future
ideas being pitched."

"But isn't it all your money?"

"Mainly the banks money as I rarely use personal money for one of the
businesses.  But as each venture becomes profitable, whatever percentage
we've negotiated with them will go back into the company helping to make it
self sustaining and eventually grow.  If we get too big, we can expand to
other floors, but ideally once a company can stand on it's own feet, they
move out and let the start-ups take their place.  Anyone offsite will still
be able to tie into the conference room for any pitches and votes, which
will be on a schedule and streamed live."

"So do you have veto power over a vote?"

"If I need it, yes.  I own 100% of the initial company, but as we move
forward my percentage will drop as others add investment from their
business.  I'll always retain at least 51% though.  Well, you and I will
retain 51% as a team."

"It sounds good and I'm sure you know what you're doing, but it's beyond
me.  How many people are joining in to make the decisions at the start?"

"At the moment, five, not including myself.  I've given Adrian an executive
position with us, and a vote on all ideas.  I've also given Jake at the
Slam'r a role on the board as he's done a good job making that venture
successful and his input would be valuable.  I also have a guy I did
business with previously who's opinion I value, and he'll be with us to get
things going until we have a strong base of successful start-ups that earn
voting privileges.  Then my accountant will also be part of the board.  You
of course can sit in anytime on the ideas and vote.

"Oh, so they don't get a place and then immediately get to vote on other
pitches?"

 "No, there's a period where they have to prove themselves and show that
their idea can be successful first.  The beauty of this is that I can
choose when to be here and listen to pitches.  Freedom to do as we please.
Adrian, and any office staff he hires, handle the day to day operation and
appointments.  We also have an advance team setup to listen to ideas on an
individual basis before they ever make it to the main conference room.  I
mean we'll get thousands of pitches once people know what we're doing, so
that's what the smaller offices are all about."

"Okay, that makes sense."  At least it sounded like it made sense.  I have
no idea.  This still sounded like a reality show to me more than a
business.  Maybe we should get the studio involved and have Troy and Porter
launch a show from here once they do their film school thing.  I know it's
been done, but it was more than Shark Tank as each new venture would become
part of the overall company, if I understood what Colin was describing.
Maybe I should pitch that as one of the first ideas.  Then I could have my
own show called `Justin Idea' where I solved peoples problems from my ever
changing office décor.  The new companies would be my first clients as
they stressed about how to be successful.  Maybe I could get a couch that
tilted like Cole's massage table.  Right now I just want to go back and nap
in the room that looked like night with the huge fish tank, or get one of
Cole's special massages.  I could be here a lot.

"Currently we're advertising it to `Q' members to give them the first shot
at it, so I think this could become quite the fun environment right off the
start," Colin explained.  I would agree with that.  Gay guys everywhere in
this sort of set-up.  Who would do any business?  It would be like a
combination bath house, cruising area, office and park.  Yep.  Sell the
house.  I couldn't even imagine some of the types of ideas that would be
pitched here.  Colin would probably be able to write a book about them all,
or as previously mentioned, have his own TV show.  I mean I'd sit and read
a story about what they got up to here if it were available...

"Should we head to lunch?"  Colin asked.  I had almost forgotten about
lunch I was so fascinated by the new space, but now that he'd said it I
realized how hungry I was.

"Great.  Yeah, I'm starving," I told him that out loud in case he couldn't
hear my stomach growling.

"Excellent.  I'll just let Adrian know we're out."  He tapped his watch.
"ADAM inform Adrian I'll be out for lunch."

There was no usual ding that I was accustomed to when ADAM received a
message.  But Colin showed me the reply on his phone which was almost
instant.  We left and headed towards the exit.  "Good to see Cole giving
internships to the boys from the Academy.  Of course it doesn't hurt that
they're cute too."

"I'm surprised you didn't recognize either of them.  Ian Hellman and Chad
Cullen.  Both 16 now.  They arrived at the Academy when they were 14."

"I guess I haven't been over there as much as I used to.  I should go over
and get to know the boys again.  Shit the last time I saw Ian was when he
was 14 and looked like a little kid.  If I remember, he was late to puberty
and only had a small dick.  I've heard Chance talk about Chad before.
9½ inches?  What do they feed the guys over there?  I mean Cole is 8
inches and Arden is 9.  They should never hire boys bigger than they are,"
I joked.

Colin laughed as we got on the elevator.  "It might be good for business.
Gives deep tissue massage a whole new meaning.  But with those guys and you
in the room, I'm not getting naked.  In normal circles I have a big dick,
but with you guys around I feel like a pre-teen.  From now on one of the
interview questions will be how big is your dick?  If they answer anything
over 7 they don't make it past the initial review."

"Yeah, send the rejects to me and I'll do a secondary review for you."

"I'm sure.  What ever happened to the study that said that the average guys
dick was 5.8 inches?  The smallest dick in our house is Troy at 7 inches."

"Not true.  Travis and Trevor are only about two inches," I laughed.

"Not including pre-puberty boys," he smiled.  "But seriously?  Who does
these surveys?  I haven't seen a naked guy yet with less than 6 inches and
on average they're 6½.  So if the average is 5.8, that means there is a
lot of 5 inch or smaller ones.  Why have we never seen them?"

"Think about it.  If you had a four inch dick, first would you admit it,
and second would you be getting naked around anyone to show it off?  If you
were gay, the best you could hope for is to be a power bottom, and if you
were straight, your only purpose would be to a sperm donor.  We should do
our own survey.  The average length of a penis of a straight boy and the
average length of a gay guy.  I'll bet it's different.  Plus if one race
has traditionally smaller penises, like say Asians and others have
traditionally larger penises, like black guys or French boys, then the
survey should either have equal numbers of all races to make sure it
doesn't skew one way or another right?  I mean there are what two billion
Asians now?  So if you only measure them, then boom, the average goes down.
But if you only went to African men, then you're looking at a 7 inch or
bigger average."

"You know you have too much time on your hands, right?"

"I know.  But you brought up the survey.  I'm just trying to quantify it
and make sure it's not some of that fake new you hear about recently.  I'll
make it my lifelong mission to check penises.  I'll catalog every one I
see."

"That's gonna be one huge catalog," he said as we left the building.

"I think I'll start with Adrian.  Part of my survey will be to see if the
size of a guy's cock has any relation to the depth of his anal cavity."

"Oh my God.  You really do have too much free time."

"What?  Think about it.  It you have a 9 inch dick, you should be able to
take 9 inches in your ass, right?  The dick sticks out that far and pulls
the skin forward opening up the rear.  When soft, all that dick goes back
into the body filling the hole."

"It's a good thing you're becoming a psychologist and not a surgeon."

"I know right?  Who'd want a surgeon that faints at the sight of blood?"

"Or screams like a little girl when he gets a splinter pulled out?"

"That was one time.  And it was a big splinter.  The size of a toothpick."

"A toothpick for Barbie maybe," he joked as we held hands and walked
towards the Italian restaurant for a long lunch.  Someone remind me again
why I'm going to University.  So I can get a good job to make money?  I
think we have enough of that.  Even if Colin were to throw me away at some
point, I have enough saved up that I'd be fine for several life times.  We
talked about random things during lunch, including some ideas for
vacations, and updating each other on how friends were doing.  Once it was
over we walked back to the car at the office, and he showed me our private
parking level that I could now access with my keycard.  I suggested it
would be a great place to make out until he showed me the video cameras.
"This level is connected to the main security desk in the lobby.
Individual floors are only monitored in the hallways and stairwells, but
private offices have their own security, like we do with ADAM.  Although,
because we own the whole building, we can access the entire system if we
want."

"We want.  We want.  Turn it off and let's make out on the hood of the
car," I grinned as I hugged him.

"You have to get back to class, plus I just had the car detailed.  The last
thing we want is your ass print on it."

"Oh, now I see where ADAM gets his rudeness," I chuckled.  "Well, don't
forget, I had the bed detailed today too.  Might not want your ass print on
it either."

"You know I'm married to you right?  I know that threat wouldn't hold up,"
he smiled as we walked back to my car where we kissed as if we'd just met.
I smiled as he felt my crotch through my jeans and shook his head before
continuing to kiss me.  I think I'll allow him to have ass prints on our
bed when he gets home.

"I love the new office by the way.  I have a feeling it's gonna be another
billion dollar idea,' I said as I got in the car and rolled the window
down.

"Now who's rude?"  He laughed.  "Just a billion?  See you tonight.  I've
got Blake after school."  He kissed me again and waved as I rushed back to
University.  I wanted to get a coffee before my next class, but I really
needed to pee.  As I ran into the building I bumped into Kelly.

"Hi," he said bouncing up to me.  "So are you Kris, Kevin or Keith?  I
never did figure that out."

"I'm Justin.  My brother J.P. plays all the characters on the show," I
reminded him again as I made a bee-line for the bathroom.

"Right, but which one would you be?"

How is this kid in University?  He's not even smart enough to be the new
President of the United States.  I humoured him.  "I'd be Keith."

"So are you really gay?"

"Yes.  I'm really gay."

He followed me into the bathroom quizzing me on the show and as I stepped
up to the urinal he was right beside me.  "Uh, dude.  I'm trying to take a
piss here."

"Oh, right," he said as he turned to face the urinal right next to me and
take his own pee.  "So how long does it take to film each episode?  Like
they come out once a week, so do you get them all done in a week?"

"No idea," I replied.  "I know they're filmed months in advance of them
being on TV though."

"Oh right.  They don't film everything in sequence do they?"

"No, they don't."  I answered knowing that much of it was filmed completely
out of sequence and in many cases some scenes in the same location were
filmed for a couple of episodes to save money.  He was looking over at me
the whole time, which is a bit unnerving when you're peeing.  I finished
up, shook and stepped back slightly, leaving my dick out.  "So super fan.
You wanna fool around?  Maybe give me a blowjob." I asked rudely.

"What?"  He replied seemingly shocked as he shot a quick look at my dick in
my hand.

"You followed me into the bathroom to pee right next to me.  Figured maybe
you'd want a chance to fool around for a bit."

"Uhh, no.  I kinda just wanted to know if I could take a picture with you."

"In the bathroom, with my dick out?  Kinky."  I teased.

"No.  This is kinda just where we ended up.  I was gonna ask for a picture
before we came in here," he stammered.

"So just a plain old picture huh?  You have my attention so why not go for
something most others can't have?"

"You mean a blowjob?"  he asked as he tried to process our conversation.

"For starters.  How about I give you a few hot shirtless pictures in
exchange for me taking nude pics of you?"

"Ummm, I dunno.  That doesn't seem fair."

"Why?  If you had nude pics of me, you'd be able to sell them online and
make money.  If I had nude pictures of you, I wouldn't make anything off
them, unless you became famous too.  Of course we could skip the pictures
and you just get naked while you suck my dick."

"I'm not gay though," he replied as he finished peeing and put his dick
away as we walked to the sinks.

"You don't need to be gay to suck dick.  You could tell all your friends
you had sex with me.  With a few shirtless pics they might actually believe
you."

"Umm, I wouldn't tell my friends I had sex with a guy."

"Your loss," I shrugged.  "I'm horny as shit and super fans usually jump at
the chance.  No worries.  I can get my squad to do it.  They enjoy the
benefits."

"What benefits do they get from it?"  He asked as we dried our hands.

"Depends.  Sometimes they go to red carpet events.  Take the limo to clubs
with me and bypass the lines.  Spend the day on set.  Shit like that.  Of
course they meet other celebrities too.  Not all of them are gay guys ya
know."

"So all that happens because they give you blowjobs?"

"No, of course not.  It's like a point system.  The more you do for me, the
more I do for you.  Like check this out," I said pulling out my phone.  I
opened the video of Kyle in the back of the SUV and queued it up to a
position that showed what I wanted.  Then I let him see it.

"Is he getting fucked?"  He asked shocked as he looked away quickly.

"Of course.  Some super fans put out whenever I need it.  They figure it's
a way of contributing.  That was yesterday out in the parking lot.  He
sucks like a Hoover too."

"Is he gay?"

"How would I know?  Not really the point.  I have a couple guys hanging
around that are definitely straight, but they do whatever just so they can
feel part of it all, and of course meet other celebs and shit like that.
They're pretty much making themselves famous by taking the Lamborghini's or
Bugatti's to school.  Like I said.  Benefits.  I gotta get to class but I
can catch you later.  You still want a regular picture?  Go ahead."

Kelly took out his phone and snapped selfies of us as I posed and gave him
a peace sign.  I joined Nate for one of our next class and told him about
Kelly.

"Dude.  You know he's gonna think I'm having sex with you now, right?"

"So what's wrong with that?  I'm a celebrity, remember?  And speaking of
that, when are you putting out next?  This kind of famous costs muku bucks
baby," I laughed.

"You do know it's not you that's famous right?  That poor guy is gonna be
so disappointed when he finds out you tricked him."

"I didn't trick him.  I've told him repeatedly that it's J.P. that's the
actor, but for whatever reason he isn't listening.  Wait until he meets
`Marvin', Lucas and the celebrities they bring in as guest stars.  Hell,
wait until I turn Blake loose on the guy."

"You wouldn't," Nate laughed.

I finished classes and headed home with Troy and Porter, as Kyle had
finished earlier than me.  Both were excited about what they'd been
learning and said they needed to find a good camera to make movies with.  I
told them to research professional ones and let me know which one they
decided on so we could buy it.  Then we should get lighting and shit like
that.  Have some of that equipment lying around and I'll be balls deep in
Kelly before the end of the week.  I found Colin out in the back yard
getting some sun on a lounger.  It was still warm enough to lie out, so I
guess he was taking advantage of the last few days before the rainy season
got here.  I stripped and joined him as we talked about our day.

"Dad! Dad!  There's a kidnapping!!"  Blake yelled as he came rushing into
the back yard naked, shaking us out of our relaxed state as we worked on
our tans in the back yard.  "It's James!"

We both bolted upright and looked at him.  "What?"  We said almost in
unison our hearts racing and our blood going instantly cold.

He couldn't keep up the drama as he grinned at us.  "Yeah, there's a kid
napping on our sofa in the living room.  It's James.  Gotcha!"

"That's not funny Blake," Colin scolded.

"It's a little funny," Blake said as he jumped on me and folded his arms
across my chest and stared into my eyes.

"Not even a little funny."

"Boy, you guys sure a grumpy when you're not getting laid.  Want me to give
you blowjobs or something?"

"No, but you can get me a defibrillator.  I think my heart stopped."

He turned his head to listen to it.  "Nope, all good.  Guess what type of a
jam doesn't taste good."

"I dunno.  Broccoli jam?"  I guessed.

"Nope.  A paper jam," he giggled.  "How many South Americans does it take
to change a lightbulb?"

"No idea," Colin replied.

"A Brazilian!  I went to the zoo recently.  It only had one dog in it.  It
was a shih tzu."

That took me a second to get, but then I had to laugh.  It was actually
funny.  `A shit zoo...'  HA!

"What's green and smells like red paint?"  We shrugged.  "Green paint.
What's Harry Potter's favorite way of getting down a hill?  Walking...jk
rolling!"

"So I'm guessing school wasn't very busy today?"  Colin smiled as we
listened to Blake's jokes.  I have to admit they're good to make you forget
anything serious.  He kept going.

"Where did Noah keep the bees?  In the ARK Hives!"  He laughed loudly at
his own joke.  "Do you know how to warm up if you're cold?"

"Put on a sweater?"  I suggested.

"Stand in a corner," he replied.

"A corner?"

"Yeah.  They're 90 degrees," he howled.  Funny.  I still wish I could
remember jokes so I could tell them at a moments notice.  "Here's one for
you Justin.  I'm holding a charity fundraiser tonight to help people who
can't orgasm.  If you can't come, just let me know."

I just gave him a dirty look and he grinned wider.  "Do you know what the
weather is going to be like at Christmas?"

I shrugged not sure if he was asking or if this was still more jokes.

"Rain dear," he giggled.  "One more.  Sherlock Holmes and Watson went
camping.  They pitched their tent and went to sleep.  Sherlock woke Watson
up in the middle of the night and asked him what he saw.  `I see millions
and millions of stars'.  `And what do you deduce from that Watson? asked
Sherlock' `That with so many planets, there must be some like Earth, which
means there must be other life as well.'  `No, Watson you idiot, it means
someone stole our tent!'  Okay, your turn," he said looking at Colin and I
expecting the same level of jokes.

"A teacher noticed a cat in class and asked students who owned it.  Jimmy
put his hand up and said it was his. The teacher asked why he'd brought a
cat to school.  Jimmy replied, "I heard my Dad saying to my Mom that he was
going to eat that pussy today," Colin said giving Blake a laugh.

"Okay, I got one," I said having gone through my brain several times to
find one in there.  "A guy says to his boyfriend that he'd bought new
Olympic souvenir condoms in Gold, Silver and Bronze.  The boyfriend asks
which one he is going to use tonight. The first guy replies `gold of
course', to which he is boyfriend replies; `You should use silver.  You
always come first, maybe you should try coming second for a change.'"

"I don't get it," Blake said looking at me and blinking, but at least Colin
laughed.  So I tried one more.

"Fine how about... `I said to my Dad, what rhymes with orange.  He said,
`no it doesn't.'"

"Your jokes suck, Dad," Blake said bluntly.

"What's the difference between a drug dealer and a hooker?"  Colin asked.

Blake shrugged.

"A hooker can wash her crack and sell it again."

Blake laughed and almost rolled off me.  "See Justin!  That's a good joke.
So, what do you guys wanna do tonight?"

"We're working on our tans and listening to teenager jokes," Colin told
him.

"Okay, I can do that for a bit more, and then we should go do something.
I'm bored.  It's not like summer camp where I had lots to do."  He wiggled
around on me and got comfortable as he settled in to join us.

"Uh, how am I supposed to get a tan with you lying on top of me?"  I asked.

"I'm protecting you from getting the melon gnome, eh!"

"You mean melanoma," I corrected.

"Yep," he replied as he turned his head and listened to my chest.  I smiled
and wrapped my arms around him as we all took a nap for a little while.  I
woke up to him playing with my erection as he rubbed it up and down his
ass.  His own erection was sliding up and down my stomach.  I pretended to
stay asleep, and each time he passed my cock over his rosebud he seemed to
add a little more pressure to the tip.  He finally stopped moving it when
he had it where he wanted it and backed up letting his ass press hard
against my tip.  At first I thought he was going to continue and slide onto
it, but his breathing changed as he wiggled his boner over my chest.  He
let out a low moan and came all over me.  God I miss being that sensitive
and horny.  He went back to his calm relaxed state and fell asleep again.
I woke up probably 15 minutes later with him squirming around on me.

"Are you finished napping?"  I asked opening my eyes.

"Uhhh, yeah, but I kinda had a good dream.  I think I might have cummed on
your stomach," he said playing innocent.

"So the dream had nothing to do with you putting my dick against your ass?"
I whispered.

"Oh, you felt that huh?  Sorry, it was poking me and made my bum feel
good."

"Very thoughtful of you," I said rubbing his head.  I'd pretty much
surrendered to the fact that Blake was going to be sexual and maybe he was
right.  We should just let him grow up.  It's like the smoking thing.  You
catch a kid smoking, so make him do the entire pack until it makes him
sick.  Blake wants sex with older guys, lets get him into a 12 hour orgy
until he can't walk and his dick has blisters on it.  Let's see how much
sex he wants after that.  I know how to cure a kid of sex.  He rolled off
me and went to grab a towel to clean us up, before running back inside and
disappearing.  I looked over at Colin who was just grinning at me.

"What?"  I asked.

"Did I hear that right?  He came all over you?"

"Yeah, he was humping my stomach and shot his load."

Colin shook his head.  "He's about ten times worse than you, you know that
right?"

"What can I say, being horny is in our DNA."

We got dressed and headed back inside to make dinner with Chance, Kyle and
Ben.  J.P. and Ryan had come over to join us and Blake bounced down the
stairs in his underwear when we called him for dinner.  "Okay, old man,
it's hammer time!"  He growled at me.

"What?"  I asked looking at him trying to be menacing.  It was like looking
at a baby seal with his big adorable eyes.  He was about as menacing as a
fart in a hurricane.

"Let's go wrestle after dinner.  Brody and Cory are coming over later so I
don't want to kick your ass in front of them."

"And who says I'd lose?  Maybe I'll actually beat you this time," I said
giving him a look back.

"You wish!" Blake grinned as he put his finger and thumb up to his face
like he was talking on the phone. "Hello, fake news department.  Today's
headline.  Justin beats Blake in wrestling match."

"Okay, little man you're on!"

"Yes!"  he said excitedly as we sat down to dinner.  Almost the second it
was over he jumped up and got into a wrestling stance and told me to
prepare to die.  I told him I'd meet him downstairs as soon as I changed.
I rushed up and had a quick shower and put on clean shorts.  I had to laugh
when I went downstairs and saw him growling at himself in the mirror as he
flexed and made wrestling stances.  He saw me approach and jumped around
and got into a sumo wrestling position.  Wrong type of wrestling numb nuts.
"Best of three," he said as we shook hands and got into the proper
position.  The guys all came down to watch as they worked out.

Being bigger and stronger than Blake gave me some advantage over him, but
he's a fast little sucker and moved around so quickly that by the time I
figured out the move, he was in another position.  I managed to keep it
going for a while, at least long enough for us to work up a sweat, but in
the end he beat me.  Of course I let him.  No, that's my story and I'm
sticking with it.

"Yes!"  He said as he jumped after pinning me.  He danced around wiggling
his hips all over the place.  Good thing he's not into rubbing the win in
my face...  he dropped his underwear and turned to face me.  "Now we
wrestle naked."

"Fine, but no biting anything," I warned.

"Slapping?"  he grinned.

"NO!  Just wrestle."

"Okay but you're still gonna lose!  Next, we sexy wrestle okay?"

"What the hell is sexy wrestling?"

"You'll see," he grinned.  I figured I wouldn't get a chance to see,
especially as it was a best of three match.  We wrestled and I'm not sure,
but I think he spent more time with his hand between my legs trying to flip
me over than normal.  Of course it might just be more noticeable since we
were naked.  I managed to actually beat him and from the look on his face,
I have a feeling he may have let me win.  It seemed just a little too easy.
The next match was also naked, but when I felt him suck my dick at one
point, I pulled him off and told him to focus on wrestling.  "I am.  This
is sexy wrestling," he grinned as he tried to position himself so that his
dick was in my face.  I had to admire his resourcefulness.  He knew what he
was doing and the erection he had proved it.  At one point in the match he
actually managed to push the tip of his dick into my mouth as I opened it
to get some air.  I pushed him off, which only caused him to go down on me.
It was like trying to get an electromagnet off a ship's hull.  He spun
around on top of me so that our erections were together and he lay on my
chest looking into my eyes, breathing heavily.  Yes, I had an erection from
it.  Come on, I'm wrestling naked and having my dick sucked.  Who wouldn't
get hard?  "Give up yet?"  He grinned.  "You're about to be pinned."

"Is that an innuendo for something?"

"Huh?"  He frowned.

"Never mind.  What makes you think you can pin me in this position?"

He bounced up and sat on my upper chest with his dick basically in my face
and his arms and knees holding me down. "Just a couple more moves and I'll
win."

"Or I flip around and pin you and I'll win," I said sticking my tongue out
at him.

"Not a chance.  I'm too tough for you now."

"Tell you what," I smirked.  "Let me win and I'll let you sleep with me all
night tonight."

He frowned again as his eyes darted all over my face.  "I think that's
cheating, or bribery, or something.  You're trying to fix a fight."

"Is it working?"  I said grinning.

"That depends.  Do you mean sleep with me, or have sex with me all night?
Like everything?"

"What would get me the win?"

"Sex!"  he said giving me a huge smile.

"Yeah, I thought so," I replied.  "So?  Do we have a deal?"  I asked as he
lay back down on top of me.  I wrapped my arms around him and gave him a
hug.  "I've been thinking about all the things you've told me and shown me,
and I think you're mature enough to make your own decisions regarding sex.
So from now on when you're in the house, you can have sex with whomever you
want.  As long as they want sex with you and are over 12."

He stared at me as if I were trying to trick him.  "Seriously?  Anyone?"

"Anyone.  No rules.  Just the same as the adults.  But just while you're on
the property.  The laws still stand outside of here, and you can't take
naked pictures or video."

"I can still Skype naked with Brody though, right?  That's how we
masturbate together when we're not able to be with each other."

"Not a good idea, as it could be recorded."

"Brody wouldn't record it.  Same as Cory.  We talk naked all the time."

"Well I still think it's a good idea if you're not naked the computer.
Save that for when you're in person."

"So, I don't get it.  What's the catch?  How come you're letting me have
sex?"

"I thought that's what you wanted?"

"It is, but you've always said no.  How come you changed your mind?"

"You've proved you can handle it.  You have a boyfriend, and quite frankly
you know as much as any of us.  The rules are there to stop you getting
hurt, but I think you've outgrown them and are mature enough to make
decisions about sex for yourself."

"YES!"  He said excitedly jumping up and dancing around like a crazy
person.  "Finally.  I'll prove I'm awesome at sex.  You won't regret it.
You're the best.  I love you Dad.  You guys heard that right?  No take
backs.  I get to make my own sex decisions," he said looking at the other
guys who were just grinning at his antics as he jumped back on top of me.
"So do I have to let you win at wrestling now?"

I laughed. "No, the deal was unconditional."

"Good.  Wait, what's that mean?"

"No conditions.  Whether you beat me or not."

"Excellent.  Prepare to get beaten!"  We got back to wrestling and he
seemed to have found new energy as it didn't take long for him to pin me,
and leapt around doing another victory dance.  I even took my punishment
which seemed to solidify his win and make him even more obnoxious about it.
He put his underwear back on and jumped around reminding everyone that he'd
beaten me before running upstairs.

"He finally wore you down, huh?"  Kyle laughed.  "I'm actually surprised it
took so long.  You're so easy."

"Hey!  I am not easy."  The whole room looked at me.  Okay, maybe a little
easy.

"I can't wait to see how this turns out," Ryan added.  "That boy is
definitely your son.  With 13 year old hormones, we're all going to be worn
out."

"It's called reverse psychology.  He'll be excited about it for a while and
then it'll get boring and he'll realize we're not as much fun as he
thought.  He'll stick to his boyfriend, or move to a girlfriend and other
friends.  The last thing a 13 year old wants is to hang around his parents.
He only pestered us to get the win.  Now that he has it, he'll find
something else to fascinate him," I reasoned.

"Yeah, but not until he's had sex with all of us several times.  You think
he's ready to handle Ryan's big dick?"  Kyle asked.

"Apparently.  He said he took Stone, who is just as big, so we'll see.  But
as I told him, he can't have sex with someone who says no, no matter where
he is."

"Just like you do huh?"  Colin said shaking his head.

"I always honour a no.  I just wear them down until they say yes."

"That sounds familiar.  Like father, like son," J.P. laughed and they all
agreed.

I heard the doorbell a little later and Blake reappeared with Brody and
Cory heading for the pool.  They pretty much stuck to themselves with the
exception of Cory who came looking for food.  He was changing fast as
puberty took further hold of him.  I asked him how the girlfriend search
was going.

"Slow.  Girls are super complicated.  Jason says to just be myself and
treat them nice and they'll like me."

"That's good advice.  Girls like a boy who is friendly, outgoing and
sometimes they like to know a boy can protect them, although I don't think
you're allowed to say that.  If you like a girl, ask her out to a movie or
to join you for lunch."

"Yeah, I have some girls that like to hang out with me, so I think I'm
getting there.  One girl is super nice and she's pretty too.  Blake says I
should ask her over to go swimming with us so we can check out her pussy
and boobs, but Jason said that's the wrong approach for girls my age."

I smiled.  "I'd listen to Jason on this one.  Girls aren't like boys when
it comes to sex.  They prefer romance and for things to happen more slowly.
Once you get a girl to like you, the next step is to see if she'll hold
your hand and then maybe kiss.  Once they do that, then you're on your way
to having a girlfriend.  Eventually she may want to take clothes off so you
can see each other, but doubtful that she's just gonna go home with you on
the first date and jump into bed.  That's more a guy thing."

"Like I said.  Girls are complicated," he grinned as he stood naked in
front of me drinking his juice.

"How's Blake taking the fact that you don't want to have sex with him
anymore?"

"He said he's cool with it, but I don't think he totally gets it."

"Why?"

"He said that we should still keep practicing stuff so that I don't forget
until I'm ready for a girl.  He suggested that since I don't want sex with
a boy that I should only fuck him and he can suck my dick as that would be
things I'd do with a girl.  He also said we're still brothers so we can
still kiss."

"And how do you feel about that?"

"At first I didn't want to do anything with a boy anymore, but he kinda
makes sense.  Especially since girls are so hard to do stuff like that
with.  He's probably right that I could keep practicing, and since he's my
best friend and brother, it's seems okay to keep doing it with him.  Plus
we've done lots of stuff together already so it's not like it would be
weird or anything."

"It's always up to you, but don't let him pressure you.  Tell Jason or me
if you feel Blake is being to aggressive and we'll talk to him.  Once you
decide you don't want to do anything with him because you have a girlfriend
that fill that role, be sure to tell him."

"I will."  He kept standing there slowly drinking his juice and looking
around.  I made more small talk about school and Scouts, and when he didn't
seem in any hurry, I asked him if everything was okay."

"Yeah.  It's all good.  Brody was being super horny so I figured I should
come up here until he cooled down.  He liked having sexy times with both of
us at camp, but I don't want to do that anymore."

"Not to mention that he still thinks you're 13 doesn't he?"

"Yep.  We never told him I wasn't.  The last time I was over he had me suck
Blake's penis and licked my bum before he fucked me.  He's older so I don't
want to tell him that I don't want to do it anymore."

"Want me to go down and help you out?"

"No, I asked Blake to tell him since he's his boyfriend.  I'm just giving
them time to talk before I go back."

He put his glass in the dishwasher and thanked me before running back
downstairs.  The boys returned a little while later wrapped in towels
before heading upstairs.  Cory gave me a thumbs up and a smile.  I'm
guessing Blake's talk was successful.  I took both Brody and Cory home and
casually mentioned it.  Brody seemed to be cool that Cory was now straight
and said everyone experiments when they're younger until they figure out
what they like.  He even offered Cory girl advice if he wanted it.  Great
first Blake and now Brody offering him advice on dating girls.  This kid is
going to be in therapy until he's 25.  Good thing he has Jason as his big
brother to keep him straight on things.  No pun intended.  Plus Cory will
be a good role model for James, Travis and Trevor when they're older.
Blake...not so much.

The next morning everyone was at the table having breakfast sorting out
rides.  It was apparently our turn to drive Colton and Ben to school with
Blake, so it appeared we had somehow become part of a car pool that we
hadn't signed up for.

"Oh, we're gonna be late after school today, so no need to pick us up,"
Blake said.  "We have the pet rally."

"Pet rally?  You mean Pep rally?"  Kyle clarified.

"No, pet rally.  Our team is the Cougars, so it's like a pet and you all go
to the rally to get them excited.  What the fuck is pep?"

"Pep, like Peppy, excited, fun," Kyle explained.

"Funny.  Nice try on making words up.  I'm 13, I'm not an idiot."

"Okay, but trust me, you'll look like an idiot if you say pet rally," Kyle
smirked.

Blake looked around the table at us and everyone was nodding in agreement.
"Okay, but if you're trying to fool me, I'll get even.  Oh by the way Dad,
now that I have a boyfriend, can I have a raise in my allowance?  I kinda
have additional expenses now."

"How much were you thinking?"  Colin asked.  He was always the one that
negotiated the money with Blake.  Probably a good thing he does.

"Well, we go out to a lot of places and need to be able to get home too.
Then sometimes I might need to hire a bodyguard in case my fans get too
crazy..."

"I don't think you need a bodyguard, but if you ever did, it wouldn't come
out of your allowance.  How much do you get now?"

"$50 a week.  But I also used to get other money from working and stuff
that I don't get now.  I may not be able to do a job `cause grade 8 is
pretty tough and you gotta study.  Good grades are super important, right?"

Nice negotiating tactic.  Throw in the school grades.  Smart.

"So how about a thousand bucks a week?"  Blake suggested.

"A thousand huh?  What happened to all the other money you had?"

"I put it in the bank.  You said to keep it there, rather than in my
nightstand, right?"

"Right.  So why not use that?"

"That's in case it rains.  You gotta have `just in case' money right?"

"We have your rainy day looked after.  You still have the bulk of your
money invested for that.  I'm talking about all the money you made from
your other entrepreneurial activities."

"Yeah, I spend my allowance and anything else is in the bank.  I only have
like maybe three thousand dollars there, but I am also saving up for stuff
like new clothes and electronics and Christmas presents for you guys."

"Okay.  If you're going to buy your own clothes, how about we go to $150 a
week?"

"Oh my God Dad!  That's like a pair of jeans or one shoe.  Do you want me
to go to school naked?  How about $750 a week."

"$50," Colin replied.

"That's not how you negotiate Dad.  I say $750 and then you say $250, and
we meet in the middle."

"But what are you negotiating with?"

"Okay.  I'll keep my grades up and you raise my allowance to $750."

"Take out the garbage along with the grades and we'll go to $200 a week."

"I'll take out the garbage for $200 a week," Ben offered.

"Deal," Colin grinned shaking Ben's hand.

"Wait!  I haven't agreed to anything yet and you're negotiating with me,"
Blake complained.

"You snooze, you loose," Colin said sitting back with his cup of coffee. "I
go with the best deal on the table."

"Okay, how about $500 a week and I do the laundry," Blake suggested.  I
think he knew that the housecleaners did most of that, but at least he was
trying.

"How about a thousand dollars a week and you give up sex until you turn
16?"

Blake just stared at Colin and frowned slightly.  "If I give up sex, then I
wouldn't need a raise in my allowance.  The whole point is to be able to
take my boyfriend places."

"Okay, deal.  Your allowance stays at $50 and you give up sex until you're
16," Colin said sticking his hand out.

"Wait...you tricked me.  That's not fair," he complained.  He looked at me.
"Can I negotiate with you instead?"

"Nope.  Colin and I are a united front on the money thing."

"So can I have a raise in my allowance?"  He asked again, giving up the
whole negotiating tactic.

"I think it makes sense.  I agree that you have more expenses now that
you're older with a boyfriend and don't currently have a job.  Were you
planning on going back to the pizza store?"

"Maybe once a week or something, or on a weekend if I have nothing else
scheduled," he admitted.

"Okay, We'll give you $200 a week for whatever you need, including
clothes," Colin suggested.

"Deal," Blake said sticking his hand out to shake before Colin tried to
change it again.  As he left the table, Ben told Colin that he would be
getting a job and didn't need the money, but Colin told him to save it if
he didn't use it all.

"Geez, I wish I had had $200 a week as an allowance growing up," Kyle
grinned.  "I'll bet no one in his grade gets anywhere near that."

"Let's see what he does with it," Colin replied.  "Now he has no excuses
for trying to make more and can concentrate on being a kid."

"A kid with eight hundred bucks a month.  As if he wasn't popular enough,"
Chance remarked and half the table agreed.

That night Colin and I messed with Blake again and moved him from his
bedroom to the guest room beside Kyle and Chance's room.  We also put him
into a t-shirt and sweatpants with underwear over top of the sweatpants. He
strolled down to breakfast and looked at us weird.

"Was I stoned last night or something?"  He asked as he sat down.

"I hope not," I replied. "Why?"

"No reason."

"The only thing I remember was you acting like a super hero.  Running up
the front stairs and down the back ones.  I think you wore yourself out," I
replied, trying to keep any hint of a smile off my face.

"I did?" He frowned.  "I don't remember that at all."

"It happens.  Too much sex or masturbation affects short term memory as
your brain processes the endorphins differently.  You get used to it if you
masturbate or have sex more than four times a week," I said as I had my own
breakfast, with the other guys trying not to crack a smile as we talked.

"Four times a week?  You mean a day, right?"  He tried to clarify.

 "No, a week.  Who does it four times a day?  That'd drive you crazy and
probably have your hair falling out before you were my age."

"Your hair can fall out?"  he asked wide eyed.

"Yeah.  Too much of it can make you go bald before your time.  But I don't
worry about that.  Lots of guys look good bald.  Look at Vin Diesel."

"Dad, I'm too young to go bald."

"Well it's not like it's going to just happen overnight.  I mean it takes
years and years.  You probably wouldn't even notice anything until you're
20.  I mean you need to masturbate regularly to keep healthy, but overdoing
it can be as bad as not doing it enough.  Not enough, you can get prostate
cancer, too much and you go bald and may have heart trouble too."

"So if I only do it four times a week that's okay right?"

"Right."

"What if I do all four times in one day and then wait a week?  Is that
okay?"

"Sure, of course, but personally I think it makes sense to spread it out
over the week so you don't drive yourself crazy.  But that only applies to
cumming.  You can flog it non-stop or have as much sex as you want as long
as you don't cum."

"Whew!  That's good to know.  But how does a person have sex without
cumming?  It happens to me if I just rub against something for too long."

"That reminds of a joke," Kyle said.  "Doctor, Doctor.  It hurts when I do
this.  Then don't do that, the doctor said.  Same as rubbing against
something.  Don't do that!"  He laughed.

"Wow four times a week?  That's gonna be impossible.  If Brody cums in my
bum, does that mean I get an extra turn?"

Colin laughed.  "No, it doesn't work like that.  It's not like filling up
your car with gas.  He can't put cum in you to give you more to use."

"I tried.  It would have been nice to know this stuff before I came down to
breakfast.  Now I have to wait until next week again.  Parents suck."

He headed upstairs to finish getting ready and the rest of us quietly broke
out with laughter and fist bumping.  I think I was proud of myself for
that.  I mean he could look it up and find a lot of it to be true enough
that he'd believe me, and if we kept messing with him when he slept, things
should calm down soon.  I was originally just having fun moving him around
in his deep sleep, but when opportunity knocks, open the door and lick the
guy.  He won't knock again.

The rest of the day was pretty normal, and for the most part uneventful.
Kelly avoided me at University, although I did catch him staring across at
me a couple times, quickly looking away when he saw me make eye contact.  I
was the first one home, followed closely by Ben and three new guys that he
introduced me to.  My policy is that I really never remember their names
until I've had my dick in them.  What would be the point?  It was good that
Ben was making friends though.  They vanished to the pool deck and I went
down shortly afterward to see if they needed anything.  Okay, I went to
check them out, but was disappointed to find they were all in their
underwear.  I offered them drinks and Ben volunteered to come help me.  He
wrapped in a towel and followed me to the kitchen.

"In underwear huh?"

He laughed.  "I'm pretty sure they're all straight.  No one seemed
interested in skinny dipping, so I didn't push it."

"I dunno dude.  If I were a betting guy, I'd say that blonde guy was gay."

"You mean the cute one with the piercing blue eyes, killer chest with
perfect nipples and pouty red lips?  I didn't notice.  I think you're just
horny," Ben teased.

"That's always true.  How old is he?"

"Just turned 16 a month ago."

I smiled.

"Down boy.  If anyone gets him, it's me.  I'm in need of a boyfriend."

"I thought Greg was your boyfriend?"

"Nah.  It didn't really go anywhere.  We're more friends with benefits
right now.  I'll keep you posted.  Right now, I'm just keeping my options
open."

"Well, if you need me to do any leg work for you, just let me know.  I'll
be happy to work on the blonde boys' legs."

"Funny," he said as Blake came home with Brody, Colton and Stone after the
`pet' rally, with Blake admitting it was `pep'.  They helped themselves to
pop, seeing the ones we had out for Ben's friends.

"You know those weren't for you, right?"  I said looking at Blake.

"Who were they for then?"

"Ben's friends who are down in the pool," I replied as I grabbed more from
the fridge.

"Sweet.  Can we join you?"

"You can, but my friends aren't skinny dipping," Ben warned him.

"Sucks to be them," Blake replied as he headed off to the pool with his
`squad'.

"This should be interesting," Ben smirked.  I took two of the pops as Ben
took the other two and we headed for the pool level.  By the time we got
there, the boys were already introducing themselves, although it appeared
that most knew each other anyway.  The youngest was Blake, with all the
rest around the same age as each other.  Brody was the only one who didn't
go to the same school with them.  Blake made sure to introduce Brody as his
boyfriend, which by the look on their faces, some found slightly amusing.
The look changed when Blake dropped his underwear and jumped in the pool
naked.

"You don't wear shorts?"  Asked one kid with super short brown hair.

"Nah, it's stupid to wear clothes when we're all guys," Blake replied as
Brody joined him, just as naked.

"I would never be allowed to be naked at home.  Even if we had a pool, we'd
have to wear a swim suit," the kid acknowledged.

"Not around here," Blake said without hesitation.  "I don't ever swim with
shorts on at home, and most of the time I don't even wear clothes around
the house.  We're all boys here so it saves on a shit ton of laundry," he
added as he climbed out of the pool and dove back in.  Stone and Colton
hesitated for a moment and then decided to go naked as well.  It was now
four to four.  I kept a close eye on the blonde boy to see if I could pick
up tell tale signs that he was gay, and apart from the initial look to
check out the guys as they got naked, he appeared no more interested than
the others.  I asked if everyone was staying for dinner and Ben's friends
said they had to go home, but Stone and Colton said they'd stay.  I headed
downstairs to the adult playroom as I wanted to spy on the new guys.  As I
slid the roof back to expose the pool above, I texted the rest of the guys
to confirm they would be home so I knew how much dinner to prepare...okay,
how much dinner to order from the Chinese takeout.  Like I know how to
cook.  I watched the boys in the pool and smiled to myself as I saw Ben's
blonde friend try lowering the front of his underwear a few times to see
what it was like to swim with his dick out.  Anytime anyone got close, he
put it away quickly.  He swam a couple of lengths with his package out of
the fly of his underwear and seemed to make a point of going underwater
when he was close to one of the naked guys.  He may not be gay, but he was
certainly curious about nudity.  I mean what boy isn't?  I closed the roof
and went back upstairs.  Slowly everyone came home and Ben's friends
eventually left.

I gave Ben a condensed version of what I'd seen from his blonde friend.  Of
course I didn't say I'd been under the pool watching them, I simply said I
saw him do it when I was on the deck looking into the water.  "If you
invite him over by himself, I'm sure he'd go skinny dipping and from there
it's just a short walk to the foam room where you can slip into his ass."

"Just like that huh?" Ben said with a small smile.  "And what would you get
out of it?"

"Only the satisfaction of helping you get a new boyfriend that is
comfortable running around the house naked.  Oh, and my usual finders fee
of one `welcome to the family' fuck," I said as innocently as I could.  I
mean after all, I was working on my own straight boy.  Kelly.  He needed a
good dicking; he just didn't know it yet. Yeah, I know, I remembered his
name and hadn't fucked him yet, but he was on final approach, so I made an
effort.  Once the Chinese food arrived and I'd set the table for everyone,
I went to get Blake and the guys.  I'm glad I went in person instead of
just having ADAM summon everyone.  It was sex central again.  Blake and Ben
were in the hot tub sucking Stone, who was on his back, legs in the water,
as Colton sat on his face.  DAMN, that boy has a big dick.  No wonder it
takes two of them to suck it.

"Dinner is ready boys when you're finished with your Stone-sicle."

"Cool!  Did you get me almond chicken and an egg roll?"  Blake asked as he
paused licking, but kept his hand around Stone's erection.

"Don't we always?"  I felt my dick beginning to expand in my pants as I
watched them and I either needed to strip and go jump on that 9 inches or
head back to the kitchen and adjust myself before I heard the bone snap.

"Put your new toy away and come to dinner," I smirked before rushing back
upstairs.  How is it that there is a guy in this house with a dick that big
that I haven't tried out yet?  What cosmic force surrounds that boy to
prevent me from getting him, especially as it appears he likes to play with
more than Colton.  Perhaps I'm in that category where I'm not his age, but
I'm also not considered a Daddy, despite being an ACTUAL Daddy.  Oh god!
I'm an actual Daddy.  That's it, my mid-life crisis has begun early.

The boys came up from the pool deck having re-dressed and we all sat down
to dinner, once the family from next door wandered over. The fun thing
about Chinese food is that you can have lots of different stuff.  We always
order way more than we can eat and everyone has their favorites.  As we
ate, we heard about everyone's day, with the twins being the most vocal
about absolutely nothing.  I guess when you're four everything is exciting.
They spent ten minutes just talking about nap time at play school.

Once dinner was over Stone volunteered to help wash the dishes with Blake
and Ben as Colton helped clear the table.  We should get them over all the
time if they were this helpful.  I helped Colton.  "Looks like you guys
were having fun downstairs," I said quietly.

"You know how it is when you're a teenager.  Always thinking with your
dick," he replied.

"Not just teenagers.  Usually at your age your dick just rents your brain
for several minutes at a time.  At my age my brain has permanent residence
down there.  So when are you going to tap Stone to be initiated into the
`Q'?"

He looked over at him and then back at me.  "Not sure.  I kinda don't want
to yet.  I'm enjoying having him as my boyfriend, but I also know that once
anyone sees how cute he is and how big his dick is, they want to hook up
with him.  If I get him into the `Q', then there's that many people to try
and take him away from me."

"I can see that.  But dude, he chose you remember?  I mean I haven't even
had sex with him, that's how much he wants you."

Colton laughed.  "Trust me.  He'd have sex with you in a second.  He's just
not sure how Blake would react to that, so that's why I think he's staying
away.  I have a feeling Blake said something to him at summer camp.  He
talks about you a lot and asks if we've done it, but whenever Blake's name
comes up, he changes the subject."

"Probably because of the age thing."

"Yeah, which I was going to ask you about.  Blake said you're okay with him
having sex with anyone now?"

"While he's in the house, yes.  But outside the house, he still has to
follow the age rules."

He laughed.  "He finally got you to give in huh?  He said he would."

"Why does everyone say that?"  I replied shaking my head.

"Blake said it as soon as I met him.  He said the fastest way to get
someone to give in is to keep at it until they just can't say no anymore."

"Did he do that to you?"

"Several times," Colton admitted.  "But I'm not just talking about sex
things.  He will do it for anything he wants.  He wanted some of my
clothes, and I said that they were my favorite and didn't want to share
them, so he kept at me until I let him borrow them."

"I hear you there.  I've been learning that with Blake, reverse psychology
is the best game play.  He might actually be my case study for class this
year.  Say no to sex and he pesters you until he gets it.  Say you like
something and he can't borrow it and he'll want it and not stop until he
gets it."

"So if I'd said I really hated those clothes and he could wear them
whenever he wanted?"

"He'd probably have tried them on to just to at least keep up the game,
then say he didn't like them either.  Same as sex."

Colton grinned.  "Is that why you're letting him do whoever?  So he gets
bored with it?"

"I guess we'll find out.  So what's the plan after dinner?"

"Blake wants us to hang out in his room and play video games, but I really
need to get home and study.  Lots of homework tonight."

"Well if you or Stone need help with biology, I'm a great tutor," I offered
jokingly.

"I'm sure.  You're the leading expert on male anatomy?"

"Oh, you've heard of me?"  I smirked as we dumped the empty containers in
the trash and finished clearing the table.

"Stone, do we need help with our biology homework?  Justin is offering to
tutor us if we need it," Colton said casually.

"I don't have biology this..." he looked at us and saw Colton grinning "Oh,
right.  Yeah, we might.  I have been having trouble with it.  Sure.  Thanks
Justin.  We might take you up on that soon.  It can be a very hard
subject."

"Sometimes painfully hard," I admitted with a nod.  "But once you get deep
into it and do a lot of repetition, it comes pretty easily."

"Nice," Stone said fist bumping me.  Blake just turned and put his hands on
his hips and glared at us.

"You know I'm 13 right?  It's like when you spell things around kids.  At
some point they know how to spell too?"

"What?"  I asked innocently.

"Dude, I know you're talking about sex.  Biology, sex. Getting in deep,
coming easily.  Nice try Dad.  As I keep telling you...I'm not an idiot.
Brody and I study biology everyday.  Even today we were studying Stone's
biology.  I even got to find out about his family tree.  I know where he
keeps the trunk of it!"

Stone howled with laughter.  "Nice, dude.  Funny!"

"Okay, so you understand innuendos, which is too bad as it was fun to trick
you.  It'll suck when you finally figure out sarcasm, though."

"I guess we'll all just have to study together with Justin as our tutor,"
Colton suggested.

"I'm not sure I could tutor all of you at once.  I'm only one person," I
said as we kept the banter going.

"Oh my god, get a room already," Blake said.  "My room is free if you need
it."

"We actually have to get going right now, Blake," Colton said quickly.
"But I'm sure we could all hook up for lessons again soon."

"Cool.  Yeah, me and Brody have homework too," he said trying not to grin.
"We gotta do biology stuff!"

The boys fist bumped and said goodbye to Stone and Colton before Blake
pulled me aside.  "Dad, about that four times a week thing?  If I already
did it four times this week, can I borrow against next week?"

"No, it's all about how much your body can handle.  Like I said, best to
spread it out.  Why?"

"`Cause me and Brody are gonna want to hang out in my room for a bit and
you know, do stuff, but I already came four times today already.  So can I
start from today since I didn't know before?"

"I think that'd be okay," I chuckled.  He hugged me with a big thank you as
if I were suddenly in charge of issuing all things sperm.  Blake and Brody
disappeared to do `biology'.  I wonder who was teaching who what?

That night I had Kyle help with operation `Mess with Blake' and we carried
him down to the kids playroom and put him into a sleeping bag near the ball
pit.  In the morning he hadn't resurfaced for breakfast, so Kyle and I went
downstairs to look for him.  He was still fast asleep.  "Blake!  Blake!
Wake up."

"No, it's okay.  Just one more time," he mumbled.

"Blake, wake up.  You'll be late for school," I said gently shaking him.

"Every one else first," he said continuing to mumble.

"Blake," I said louder.  He opened his eyes and it took a second for him to
realize it was me waking him up.

"Hi Dad?"  He grinned as he looked up and then over at Kyle.  "Hi Kyle?"

"Time to get up buddy.  You slept in.  We had trouble finding you this
morning."

He sat up and looked around.  "Why am I in here?"

"That's what we were wondering," I lied. "We figured maybe you were having
a sleepover of one.  Guess you must have had a lot of fun with Brody before
he went home, huh? "

"I think so.  Can you give me a piggyback ride upstairs?"  He said rubbing
his eyes.  I smiled as I let him climb onto my back and I walked him back
up to his room.  Of course by the time we got to his bathroom, he had a
full morning erection pressing against my back.  I put him down and he
looked at it.  "I probably should just take a cool shower, huh?"

"Seems sensible," I said trying to be as parental as I could.  I turned on
the shower, and took his hand and led him over to it.  Then in one fast
move I pushed him under the spray.  He squealed and shot out from under the
water like he had been fired out of a gun.

"That's cold!"  He complained. "I said a cool shower, not ice cold!"

"Well it took care of the boner didn't it?  Cold showers are always
effective," I grinned evilly.

"You're mean.  You know that, right?"

"Sorry, I misunderstood.  Oh well.  Guess it's too late now.  Take a pee.
Then shower properly and get ready for school," I told him as I patted his
ass and headed back down to the kitchen.

"Is he awake yet?"  Kyle asked with a grin.

"Barely."

"Did he ask any more about the playroom?"

"Nope.  We should really give him some unusual places."

"How about in one of the cars?"  Kyle grinned.

"That would be fun.  Or I could ask Colton if we could take him over there
one night."

"God, he'd really be confused if he woke up in Colton's bed."

"Or thrilled thinking he'd made out with him all night."

We went quiet as he came downstairs moments later.  He had his hair tied
back in a ponytail and as he walked by I saw a sparkle from the side of his
head.  I stopped him and turned him to face me, revealing an earring.

"What's that?"  I asked redundantly.

"An earring.  Cool huh?"

"When did you get that?"

"Yesterday.  Kyle took me to get it.  Looks good right?"

I had to admit to myself that it looked awesome on him, but I was a little
concerned that he'd done it without my permission.  "That's not really the
point, son.  To do something like that you need parent's permission.  You
should've asked us before going to do it."

"Sorry.  I thought you'd be okay with it.  It's not like I got anything
else pierced or got a tattoo or anything.  Did you know you can get almost
anything pierced?  A guy got his tongue done when we were there.  Kyle said
you can get your nipples done, or belly button, eyebrows or even your balls
or penis.  I didn't do any of those.  The ear hurt enough at first.  It's
okay now though.  Do you think I should do the other ear?"

"No.  Let's stop with one extra hole in your head for now.  When you're
older you can look at other holes.  You need to make sure to let Colin know
when he comes home."  I turned to look at Kyle.

"Sorry, I should have asked you.  He saw a couple guys getting it done and
asked if he could.  I never even thought about it being a problem."

"It's not really.  You just need to check with us first before getting him
modified.  If you're going to do anything, I would have gone with a penis
cage."

"I'm not wearing that again," Blake said defiantly.  "Plus I look way
cooler now, right?  Does getting modified mean hair too?  I don't need
permission to get a haircut, right?  I was still thinking of getting one
with my allowance money, but I think my long hair is kinda my trademark.
At first I didn't like the curly hair, but the girls like it, so I think I
might keep it, or I think I'd look cool with short sides and longer top."

"You can get your hair cut anyway you like, it's your hair," I agreed.

"Cool, `cause I think shorter hair would let people see my earring and it
looks more grown up too."

"It's all about the hair dude!" I laughed as I grabbed the for the tail and
he tried to dodge me.

"And the penis.  Don't forget the penis," he said quickly.

"Well hopefully, you're not showing that off to everyone," I grinned almost
knowing that he showed it off more than most boys.  He ignored me and got
himself some breakfast.  I kept looking at his earring and I have to admit,
he looked pretty good with it, but I'm still not a fan of the ponytail.  He
looks so much cuter with his hair hanging free, although he was right, it
certainly was getting long.  Kyle and I drove everyone to school and it
always amazed me how many people ran up to see Blake when he arrived.
There was no fear that he would end up as a loner later in life.

I got a call from the school just after lunch to tell me that Blake wasn't
there.  I texted him and he texted right back.

`im @ skool,'

`not according to ur teacher, ur not'

`oh' `I mean im at skool just not my skool'

`explain'

`im at Bordys skool' `*Brody'

`y'

`so we cud go 4 haircuts'

`go back to class.  U can do that l8r'

`alredy dun. were goin 2 the academy 4 the tour'

`what tour?'

`im giving brody a tour'

`y'

`cuz hes never been b4'

This was going nowhere fast.  I phoned him or we'd be texting until
Tuesday.  "Blake, just go back to school.  You can't just fuck off whenever
you feel like it."

"I didn't fuck off.  I don't have anything important this afternoon and
Brody has a spare period, so we are gonna go to the Academy and check out
some of their classes, but we stopped for haircuts so we look more mature.
So it's still like I'm at school.  Just not my own school.  I'm still
getting an education.  Plus how is social studies or gym gonna be of any
use to me?  I already have Google and I do lots of activities."

It's a good question, but I'm the parent, so I have to think on my feet.
"Well what if the internet went down or you needed to climb up a rope to
escape a flood?"

"What flood?"

"The flood from the melting polar ice," I replied as I justified my answers
to the truant 13 year old.

"So in a hundred years?  I'll be too old to climb ropes.  Plus our house is
high enough that we won't be flooded."

"Blake, just go back to school."

"I'm gonna be there tomorrow, Dad.  I have math and chemistry in the
morning.  Can't miss those as you get to blow shit up in chemistry.  I
promise that me and Brody will go to class at the Academy.  We're almost
there, so it's like a super big waster of time to turn around now and go
back to my school.  Plus Brody won't even like my school.  He'll like the
Academy way better.  Can he come over for dinner tonight?"

"Sure."

"Great.  Thanks!  Love you!"  he said as he hung up.  That went well.  My
parenting skills are improving.  At least the kid knows he can't just skip
out of school and not get caught.  Baby steps.

Blake and Brody came home saying hi and dropping their backpacks at the
door before walking right past me quickly.  Blake was wearing a baseball
cap and went straight to the kitchen and into the freezer.  He came over to
me with one of his stupid looks on his face and partially knelt down before
me and held up a bag of peas.

"I don't get it.  Is this your way of saying you're hungry."

"No," he grinned. "It's a peas offering.  Sorry for leaving school this
afternoon to go to another school."

"A peas offering.  Funny!  Put the peas back in the freezer before they
melt.  As for missing school, don't do it again without permission first.
If I'd done that as a kid, I'd probably have gotten a spanking."

"That's child abuse.  We should sue."

"Or I could send you to live with Grandma and Grandpa."

"Rude.  Just for that I'm taking back my peas offering," he said as he spun
around and put the peas back in the freezer.  He returned to me and held
Brody's hand.

"So, am I going to see the new haircut?"  I asked looking at him.  He
smiled slightly, but obviously nervous as he looked at Brody.

"Brody got a haircut too?  Do you like it?"

"Looks mostly the same," I replied "but it suits you."  It was still short
at the sides with spiky hair at the front.

Blake removed his baseball cap and I tried not to act shocked at all.  His
long shaggy hair was gone, and he had very short sides, almost shaved, with
longer hair on top.  He shook his head and the hair fell across his eyes.
It was also short at the back.  I had to admit to myself that he looked
much older with this haircut, but my little boy with the curly hair was
gone.  We might need a memorial service.  I ran my fingers through the side
of his head and he grinned.  I felt conflicted.

"Looks super cool, right?"

"Now you look like every other teenager out there.  I'm gonna miss your
long hair, but you look good Blake," I said trying to be supportive but
deep inside I much preferred the shaggy look.  "Very mature."

"So you're not mad?"  He asked cautiously.

"No.  It's just hair buddy.  You'll experiment with lots of styles as you
get older.  I hope I get to see the shaggy hair again, but for now, I think
you look very handsome," I told him as I tried to be supportive.  Meanwhile
I was letting my own hair grow longer.

"Thanks!"  He grinned.  "Oh, Dad can you take me to the Academy tomorrow
afternoon?"

"Didn't you go there today?"

"Yes, but they invited us back tomorrow for the health class.  They're
doing a section on body development and asked if we'd like to participate
as volunteers.  I need you to go because I'm not a student there."

"What do they need you to volunteer for?"

"They need boys of different ages to show how we change during puberty and
stuff.  I have a permission slip for you to sign `cause I have to be
naked."

"Like I could ever stop you taking your clothes off," I laughed.  "Are you
volunteering as well Brody?"

"No, my parents would never let me go to a gay school and take my clothes
off in front of everyone.  They'd think it would lead to sex.  They're
supportive, but not for something like that."

"Hear that Blake.  Some parents actually say no to their kids."

"Yeah, but Brody has to lie to his parents and sneak around to have sex.  I
could do that too ya know, but we tell each other everything, right?"

He had me there.  "Right, and I hope you always will.  Okay, I'll take you
to the Academy and sign your permission slip.  This should actually be
interesting.  What time do you have to be there?"

"1pm.  Wanna pick me up at noon and we can have lunch together?"

"Yeah, I'd like that."

I rearranged my day to make time for Blake and met him for lunch the next
day.  We stopped at Wendy's where he ordered so much food, I thought he was
actually ordering for me as well.  I watched in fascination as he downed a
double bacon mushroom burger, chicken fingers, chili cheese fries, large
root beer and then devoured a frosty.  I thumped his leg at one point under
the table.  He stopped mid bite to look at me.

"What?"  He asked.

"Just checking to see if you have a hollow leg."

"Nope.  Just hungry.  I jogged around the school a few times today.  I took
your advice and didn't masturbate when I got up.  Kyle said exercise helps
to control it, but now I'm hungry.  Puberty sucks huh, Dad?"

"It can.  Yep," I agreed.  I didn't bother to tell him that even his 20's
would be a bitch too.

We arrived at the Academy shortly before the bell for the first class an
made our way to the second floor towards the health class.  I recognized
some of the boys, and was amazed to see how much some of them had grown up
in a couple years since starting at the school.  We ran into Zane at his
locker and I almost didn't recognize him.  I still think of him as the
small shirtless kilt wearing 14 year old, but since turning 16 and living
with his `Daddy' boyfriend, he'd matured a lot.  He was smartly dressed in
shorts, shirt and blazer with his hair slicked back.  He gave both of us a
hug and kiss.

"Did you come to have fun with me?"  He grinned.  "I'm going to gym class
so we could mess around in the showers afterward.  Lots of the boys goof
around in there while we change."

I smiled.  He may be older and taller, but he was still the same Zane on
the inside.  "No, we're here for the health class.  Blake is volunteering."

"Oh yeah.  I remember that class for the 14 year olds.  You get to see body
development, right?  I've already seen come of the other kids and parents
arrive for that.  Text me after the class if you're still here, I'll
introduce you to some of the new members of the Lost AV club."

"Lost AV club?" I asked.  I remember hearing about it, but I can never
remember what it stands for.

"Lost Anal Virginity club," Blake replied before Zane could answer.

"And how do you know that?" I said looking at him.

"Because me and Brody were made honourable members of it yesterday.  They
said we can go back anytime."

"Honorary members," Zane corrected with a smile.

"That's what I said," Blake replied.

I didn't ask anything further.  "We'll text you," I smiled as he walked
with us to the classroom before heading off to his own class.  We entered
to find a couple other fathers already there with their kids.  There were
also older teenagers waiting as well.  The classroom had the chairs and
desks off to the side angled forward to see the front, while still leaving
a big open space in the middle.

"Hi Mr. Wallace, here's my permission form.  This is my Dad, Justin," Blake
said as he took me over to the teacher to introduce ourselves.

"Hi Blake.  Nice to see you again, Justin."

"Hi Carl.  Always good to be back.  Looks like Blake found a way to attend
one of your classes."

"I have a feeling I couldn't have stopped him if I wanted to," he smiled.

"Oh, so you've met Blake," I grinned.  "Where do you want us?"

"At the back for now.  And like I told the other fathers, this will be a
fully nude class today, so I hope you're okay with participating yourself?"

"I am, but I may not help your development lesson.  I still shave the
crotch and I don't have chest hair."

"No, that's perfect.  The whole class is about differences.  Are you
naturally smooth chested or shaved?"

"No, naturally smooth.  I only shave the crotch and face."

"Good.  That'll work.  You're 20 now?"

"22."  I felt good that I still looked younger than I was.  We went to the
back of the room and met the other volunteers.  There were several fathers
who were much older than me, probably in their late 30's or 40's.  They all
figured I was Blake's older brother which Blake seemed to like, and neither
of us corrected them.  The young boys with them were 10-13 years old, and
Blake quickly introduced himself.  As the bell rang and the boys began to
arrive and take their seat, Blake waved to a few that he seemed to know
already.

Mr. Wallace started the class by asking the boys to sit down.  I saw a
couple of boys look like they were about to take their clothes off, but
once they saw us, they changed their minds.  "As we announced yesterday we
have visitors who have volunteered to help us with today's lesson.  Each of
you are first year students here at the Academy meaning that you are all 14
years old.  You have no doubt already seen differences between your bodies
and those of your friends.  One of the ways teenagers deal with that is to
make fun of the other person and tease them, especially at your age where
erections are as common as popcorn at the movies.  One of our rules here in
health class is that this is a safe place where we can talk and share
openly, and accept each other as we learn about growing up.  We have found
that the more you see an unclothed body, the quicker you learn to accept
others differences as normal.  Some of you already feel comfortable enough
with our clothing optional rule.  Today's class is all about body
development.  You could be 11 and find yourself having started puberty, or
you could be 15 and still waiting.  Some of you will see chest hair by 16
or 17 while others may not see it until mid 20's, if at all."  I think he
looked at me when he said that.  I'm hoping the `not all scenario' is for
me or I'm heading straight for laser removal.  "The biggest fascination at
your age is sex, but as we have discussed in this class already, that
fascination usually comes from a place of curiosity about others.  The more
we break down that curiosity, the better you can focus on getting to know
someone, or even keeping yourself under control.  I'll bet that EVERY boy
in here gets erections that show up at the wrong time.  You've probably
made fun of your friends for getting one and tease them about it, right?"
A few of the boys laughed and mumbled in agreement.

"Of course you did.  That's part of being a boy, and part of being a gay or
bisexual boy is that they're contagious, like a yawn or measles.  If one
gets one and you see it, you get one, and so on, and you have no idea how
to control it.  Over the years I've heard from plenty of the boys in the
dorms that when they first arrive they find it difficult to hit the showers
around the other boys, but after a few weeks, they learn to control
themselves.  How many of you that live in the dorms have already found it
easier than when you first arrived?"

A few hands went up.

"You may find that you have more or less muscles than your friends, or are
hairier in places that they aren't or vice versa.  Today, we are going to
answer questions openly and honestly and show you how puberty affects each
boy differently.  What we don't want to hear is anything insulting or
derogatory, but feel free to ask questions as we go.  No one can change how
they go through puberty any more than they can change how tall they will be
or the colour of their eyes.  As I warned you yesterday, today's class will
be conducted without clothes.  As with the classes that have done this
before, many of you, if not all of you, may get erections, and that is
normal.  Just ignore them and focus on our subject matter and you should be
able to get back under control by the end of class. Any questions?"

There were none as the boys went quiet.  "Okay, good.  Please remove your
clothes and leave them under your chairs.  Volunteers, can I ask you to
join us up at the front please?"

Clothes came off.  Some boldly as they stood up to get undressed.  Others
more covertly as they remained seated trying to use the desk to hide
themselves the best they could.  Once the boys had settled down and were
paying attention again, I looked around the room and found it slightly
amusing to see 20 naked boys sitting at desks, half trying to hide their
penises between their legs, while others stared straight ahead trying to
ignore the fact that everyone was undressed.  Some were taking the
opportunity to look around and check out their classmates.

"Good.  Okay, so I guess it's only fair that I also participate to show you
that nudity is not something to fear or be ashamed of."  Mr.  Wallace
removed his clothes and stood naked in front of the class.  I already knew
from past experiences that he was in his early 30's, circumcised, well
built with large balls and slightly hairy.  Some of the boys squirmed
slightly in their desks.  I guess we know which ones have Daddy issues now.
He asked all the volunteers to also remove our clothes as well and line up
across the front of the class by size.  If he meant penis size, I was going
to head to the end of the line, but I think he meant by height.  We lined
up and I was near the middle with teenagers on either side of me.  If you
looked at them compared to me, you'd figure I was 16 and they were 22.  He
then asked for three volunteers from the class.  Some boys put up their
hands and he picked three very different boys to join in the line at their
proper height mark.

Carl explained the stages of puberty including the pre-puberty phase right
up to the hairy body of an adult.  He mentioned testicle and penis growth,
body hair in all it's various locations, broadening of the chest, acne,
deepening voice, mood swings, sweat and odor.  He then covered erections,
sperm, wet dreams and finally masturbation.

"While it's pretty common for a teenage boy to reach for his penis a lot,
it can be unhealthy to over-masturbate," he explained.  A hand shot up.

"Yes, Sean?"

"How much is over-masturbation?"

"Always a good question.  Usually at your age two times a day is normal,
more than that is excessive, but it is recommended that you masturbate no
more than three times a week to avoid medical issues at a later age."

Blake shot a look at me.  I didn't know if was because of the two times a
day comment, or that his four times a week had just been reduced to three
times.

"So I reached my limit before even getting out of bed today?  That sucks!"
Sean remarked.  Some of the class laughed with him.  Another hand went up.

"Brent?"

"What medical issues?  Like going blind and hairy palms?"  Again some small
laughter.

"No, and we'll discuss some of this at a later class, but basically the
chemicals created by excessive ejaculations can cause lower back pain,
unusual mood swings, insomnia, fuzzy vision, or even early baldness.  And
at your age it can lead to a sore penis from being rubbed too frequently.
But that being said if you masturbate before bed, it can help you sleep and
avoid a wet dream."

Brent's hand went back up.

"No!  I'm not going bald from over masturbation," Carl said with a smirk.
The class laughed.

"I wasn't going to ask that," Brent blushed.  "I was just wondering if
masturbation was better or worse for you than sex?"

"They offer different stimulation, but we'll be discussing that in a later
class.  For now, I'd say at your age once a day for either is probably
acceptable.  If you find yourself thinking about, or doing it more than
that, it may be coming an addiction and you should find other things to do.
Go for a run, do some sports, burn off energy."

"Great, now I'm an addict," one boy said out loud and the class laughed.
"What's that 12 step program look like?"

"I know this is a subject of great interest for all of you and I promise
we'll be discussing it in detail very soon, but for today let's get back to
body development before all you can think about is masturbating."

"Too late," one boy piped up.

"So which is it Mr. Wallace?  One or twice a day or three times a week?
It's kinda confusing," another boy asked.

"Duh, stupid!  Every day you masturbate in the morning and then have sex at
night.  Then when you get old like Mr. Wallace, or if you get married, then
you only do it three times a week."

Carl smirked, as did some of the fathers.  I heard one of them lean over to
the father next to him.  If he thinks he'll still be having sex three times
a week when he's married, the kid is in for a rude awakening."  The other
father nodded in agreement.

Carl ignored the boys comments, probably because there really was no right
answer for it.  He turned back to his volunteer line up.  "So as we said
each boy changes at a different pace.  Right now everyone is lined up
according to body size and if all things were equal this would reflect
their age as well, but as you will see it's not always the case.  Let's
change positions and line up by age.  If you're 10, step over near me.  The
two 10 year olds stepped out of line, followed by the rest of the ages as
they were called forward.  I was now next to one of the fathers and beside
one of the big 18 year olds.  I'm guessing he was a football player, or a
support pillar for a nearby bridge.  Part of me felt self conscious between
these two, but I was also quite happy that I looked so young.  I hope I'm
still the same when I'm 30.  "As you can see, the line up looks very
different now.  Your classmates were originally spread across the line, but
now that we are lined up by age, you can see the differences more clearly.
You will notice some of the volunteers have no pubic hair or are less bushy
than others.  This is because they are shaving or trimming themselves and
it may not reflect a current stage in development.  Blake, do you normally
have pubic hair?"  the teacher asked.

"Yes sir, but I shave it for swimming.  It also helps make my penis look
bigger," he grinned proudly knowing that the entire class was now looking
at him.

"Yes, it could also have that effect," Mr. Wallace said trying not to
smile.  He went down the line pointing out some of the variances in similar
age boys.  The two 12 year olds were very different.  Not only in height,
but in development.  It was a good visual for the boys.

"You may return to your seats," he told the three 14 year olds.  "I'd like
to thank our volunteers and they are welcome to leave if they wish."

As everyone began moving around, the fathers and the younger kids got
dressed and headed out as did the 18 year olds.  Blake looked at me.  "Can
we stay?"

"Sure," I smiled as we waited.  One of the 16 year olds came over to Blake.

"Hi, I'm Grier."

"Blake."

"You're really cute.  I love your abs," he said smiling.

"I like yours too," Blake admitted.

"Hope you don't mind if I say you have a nice penis and bum too."

"Nope, I don't mind.  Yours are nice too though."

"Thanks," Grier smiled.  "Is he your brother?"

"Yep, my big brother, Justin," Blake lied with a huge grin.  The boy fist
bumped me.  "Nice to meet you."

"You too."

I couldn't help but notice his eyes all over Blake, and I have a feeling
Blake knew it too as he asked if he'd like to hang out sometime.

"Sure.  That'd be cool," the older boy said with a smile.  Great, my 13
year old son, just made a date with a naked 16 year old.  Why am I not
surprised, and more importantly why wasn't he making a date with me?  The
16 year old, not Blake...my kid brother.

"Alright, now we'll move on to talk about you," Mr. Wallace said as things
settled back down.  "Each of you step out in front of your desks and form a
circle."  It ended up looking more like a weird rectangle than a circle,
but they all stood facing each other, most with their hands over their
crotches, although a few were confident enough to just stand with hands by
their sides.  "While I'm sure that you've seen many of your classmates in
one form of undress or another, whether in the dorms, or gym class, or at
the pool, we're going to take a few minutes to really look at each other.
As you can see, each of you is different in your own way.  You all have the
same body parts, but some are taller or shorter.  Others weigh more and
have more muscles or have larger or smaller hands and feet.  Of course
there are also as many types of penises as there are types of bodies and
developments.  Some are thick, others are thin.  Some are long, short,
curved up or down, have veins or no veins, circumcised or uncircumcised.
Whatever the difference in your bodies, ask yourself, does that define who
you are, and does it matter?  Those of you that have your hands over your
crotches, I challenge you to let them go and learn to relax around your
friends.  If you have an erection, that is normal.  I'm can assure you that
every boy in here given the right situation would become erect.  One thing
to remember is that every penis, like every body, grows differently.  You
may have a seemingly small penis when it's flaccid, but once erect, it is
larger than someone who has a long flaccid penis.  The average size adult
penis is roughly 6 inches when fully grown.  So while some of you may
already have reached your full growth, others are still developing and may
continue to see as many changes there as you will in the rest of your body.
Who measures their body regularly?  Such as chest, biceps, and even penis?"
A few hands went up including Blake who was listening intently.  I was
watching the 16 year old beside him as he was slowly stroking himself
underneath his palm and I could see that he was getting hard.  If he kept
that up, I was going to get hard without doing anything.  Blake was so busy
watching the 20 boys in the circle that he hadn't noticed yet.

"So while your Mom has the chart on the wall to mark how tall you are each
year, you check out the other things that are important to you, but you can
be assured that you will all develop at your own speed.  You can increase
muscles through exercise and diet, but other parts will develop on their
own, so it makes no sense to worry about it, or pick on someone if they are
different than you, because as you can see, you are ALL different from each
other.  I'm going to show you one last thing and ask Grier to step into the
middle of the circle with us.  He looked over at us and Grier, with his
hand over his crotch moved into the circle.  Blake moved closer to stand
between two of the 14 year olds as if he were part of the class now.

"You all saw Grier as he lined up with the other volunteers and his penis
was an average length like most boys his age.  As we've been talking, he's
been stimulating himself to show you just how varied a penis can be.  Grier
go ahead and let the class see the difference now."

Grier let go of his penis to reveal he now had a full erection, standing at
least 7 inches. No wonder he was getting himself hard.  As he turned slowly
around to show everyone I noticed some of the boys beginning to react.
Christ, call Environment Canada to issue a warning.  It's gonna be a
cumnado any second.

"That is just one display of how a penis can be deceiving when you look at
someone.  Thank you Grier for being confident enough to show the class your
body.  For the next fifteen minutes, until the bell, mingle with each other
and get comfortable checking out differences.  Please refrain from anything
sexual."  Grier walked back to me and I almost reached for his cock.

"Pretty bold of you to show everyone," I said to him.

"I'm on the football team, so I'm not worried about people seeing me
naked."

"Well being that well hung, I'm sure they are more worried about being
judged naked around you," I teased.

Blake bounced over to us, now sporting an erection of his own.  "Can I go
mingle with the class too?"  He asked.

"Of course.  Just remember, nothing sexual."

"I promise," he said as he looked at Grier's penis up close. "Now you have
a really nice penis."

"Thanks.  I could say the same about you, and you're three years younger."

"I'm still growing.  Justin's is bigger so I'll probably get to that size
when I'm older," he said bluntly before returning to the group of 14 year
olds.

Grier looked at my crotch and smiled.  "Really?  You're bigger huh.  How
much bigger?"

"Blake hasn't learned when to keep his mouth shut yet.  Not that much
bigger."

"If it's not too personal to ask, are both you and your brother gay?"

"I am, but Blake is still in that curious phase.  I think he has yet to
decide for certain, but I let him try what he wants.  Right now he's
fascinated with boys.  Four months ago it was girls.  Who knows where he'll
be six months from now.  What about you?"

"Yeah, I'm gay."

"Boyfriend?"

"No.  Lots of friends, but not a boyfriend.  Kinda too busy to commit right
now.  You?"

"Actually, I'm married," I said holding up my hand.  "But we have an open
relationship, as we enjoy meeting new people and having fun."

"Nice.  That's what I'd want.  I couldn't imagine just being with one guy
forever."

"It's nice to have someone to love and come home too, but I agree.  When it
comes to sex, it's awesome to have variation.  You should go join in with
the boys.  I'm sure you can find a few interested parties."

"Already know a lot of them.  Would you maybe wanna hang out sometime?"
Grier asked as he swallowed almost nervously.  Although he sure didn't seem
the nervous type as he stood next to me with an erection.

"Would we be wearing clothes?"  I smirked.

"Probably not the entire time, if that'd be cool."

I gave him a bigger smile and reached for my phone and handed it to him.
Put your number in."

He entered it and then texted himself so that he had my number as well.  He
casually gave his dick a couple of tugs and I felt my heart thump a little
louder.  If we hadn't been in a classroom, I'd have turned him around and
buried myself deep in his smooth ass to say hi properly.  He rubbed the
side of my leg and felt my ass before walking back into the group of boys.
Carl had gotten dressed and come up to see me as I began to pull my clothes
back on.  I wasn't worried about being naked, I was worried about getting a
boner as I thought about hanging out with Grier.

"Blake is growing up fast.  He looks more and more like you every day."

"He's growing up too fast.  He's 13 going on 18."

"Aren't they all?  He's a nice kid though.  I'll bet he's a handful at
home."

"You have no idea," I laughed as we watched him.  I had to admit, he looked
as mature as any of them and was actively engaged in conversation with the
boys.  I saw more than one take hold of his dick, or check his ass and
balls, despite the nothing sexual comment from Carl.  Thank god we only had
a few minutes of class left or he was going to be lunch for 20 starving
horny boys.

"Is he planning on coming here next year?" Carl asked.

"I don't think so, but we haven't discussed it yet.  He's quite happy at
his current school, although he likes your health class more than his own.
He says they only get to watch videos about growing up, not `hands on'
lessons."

Carl laughed.  "He takes that hands on thing to a whole new level doesn't
he?"  We watched as he checked out several boys bodies by touching them,
not only their penises, but as they flexed biceps and abs.  I almost ran
over when I saw him pull one of their ass cheeks apart to look.  I could
almost imagine what he was thinking and the fact he was still erect was
confirmation of that, but he was smart enough not to go further.  "Is he
sexually active yet?"

"I'll say.  I think he's running courses on it at the University," I
laughed.

"Well we can always use volunteers for the oral and anal lessons."

"Christ DO NOT tell him that or he'll want to blow everyone in here."

"We have a new imaging camera that I think you'd get a kick out of.  We put
up a screen to hide the actual activity, but the image is displayed up on
the screen.  It shows the mechanics of it without actually having a true
live demonstration, although the reactions from the class are usually the
same.  The boys find it fascinating to see a large penis go down a throat
or how a tongue can be used.  Things they can't see normally."

"I wouldn't mind seeing that myself.  Plus I never turn down a chance to
volunteer for the greater good," I said with a grin.  Text me the details
of when your classes are and I'll let you know if I'm available."

Carl announced to the boys that there was just a couple of minutes to the
bell and that they should get dressed.  Everyone scrambled for their
clothes and I noticed that even the shy ones had let go of their crotches
in the past 15 minutes.  There's something to be said for classes like
this, although I'm sure everyone of these boys is gonna leave and beat
themselves silly for the next ten minutes, or hook up after school.  I
smiled as I saw the boys sharing phones numbers with each other.  Blake
seemed to be one of the guys at the center of the attention.  Once the bell
rang, we left and Blake looked up at me with a huge smile.

"That was awesome.  I made like 15 new friends.  I invited them over to the
house.  Grier told me that you and him are gonna get together, so I might
have mentioned that we fool around sometimes, because you teach me stuff as
your kid brother.  So I'm guessing he'll want me to join in with you guys.

I shook my head. "We're gonna need a flow chart to keep all the lies
straight...little bro."

"No worries, big bro!  I'll keep it all figured out.  He thinks you're hot
by the way, so I told him you know tons about sex."

"Thanks," I said sarcastically.

"No worries.  Just looking out for you bro.  Helpin' you get laid," he said
slapping me on the back as he pulled out his phone and texted.  He looked
up at me.  "Just told Zane we were finished class and heading for the Lost
AV room."

"You did huh?"

"Sure.  I don't think we should ride home in the car with boners or it's
gonna be uncomfortable.  So was Mr. Wallace right?  If I need to sperm, I
can masturbate up to twice a day and then just do sex three times a week?
`Cause that would help a lot."

"I think I could agree to that.  Once in the morning, once at night and
then sex three times a week.  Keep it less if you can, or don't cum, but
that seems like a good compromise."

"Ummm, just a clearing up question...Is sex just with one person, or if I'm
doing it with a bunch of people at the same time is it considered just
once?"

"I think it's considered just once," I replied, pretty sure that an orgy
was only considered one sex session.

He seemed satisfied with those rules.  I followed him down to the basement
where we met up with Zane and someone I already recognized...Chad, the
massage intern, who he introduced as we entered what looked like an old
storage room.  You see this kind of thing in horror movies and it never
ends well.  If the door creaks slowly and slams shut behind us, my will is
in the safe in the bedroom.  We made our way deep into the room past a pile
of furniture to an area that had obviously been cleared and set up as a
club.  There were already four naked boys there and all stopped what they
were doing as we approached.  Then one of them recognized Blake.

"Hi Blake.  Back for more huh?  Who's that guy?"

"He's my big brother, Justin."

Zane leaned in and whispered "Big brother, huh?"

"It was easier to explain than his Dad," I said shrugging.

"Hot!"

I watched as Zane and Chad took off their shirts and went to each boy that
was there and greeted them.  They interlocked fingers on both hands before
kissing each other on the lips and then one at a time kissed their nipple
rings.  I noticed that each boy had at least one nipple pierced, some with
hoops, others with studs.

Blake leaned in closer to me.  "That's their official greeting when they
meet in the club.  Plus you have to get your nipple pierced to be a full
member.  Can I get one?"

"No.  The ear is enough for now."

Zane reminded them of the rules.  "Blake is our first honorary member to
the club.  He doesn't go to this school, but he has ties to it through
family."  He looked at me as he said it, but didn't elaborate.  "He can
participate in our activities but cannot become a full member until he
attends the school and meets all our requirements.  We have three levels of
member now that the club has expanded.  A pledge is the first level before
we determine if he can become a member.  The second level is a junior
member.  In order to attain that level, he must lose his anal virginity by
receiving the cum inside his ass of at least half of the full members and
leaving his cum inside at least half of the full members.  He must also
keep his ass and crotch shaved completely.  To become a full member, the
junior member must leave his cum inside every member, junior and full, as
well as have one of his nipples pierced.  Welcome to our visitors."

He came over to Blake and pulled his t-shirt over his head and moved him to
the center of the room where two more boys took off his pants and dropped
to their knees to work on getting him an erection.  Which for Blake was
basically by the time they took his shirt off.  Then they moved him to the
end of what resembled a small padded coffee table.  They had him kneel and
pushed his chest down and spread his legs.  It didn't take a genius to
figure out what was about to happen.  Another boy brought out a silver tray
with a container on it that looked like a silver oil can.  Zane took the
can from the tray and pushed the long nozzle deep into Blake's ass.  He
pressed the lever a couple of times, no doubt to lube him up.  The can was
returned to the tray and Zane turned to another boy by a board on the wall.
"Who is next on the list from amongst the members present?"  He asked.

"It is Chad's turn next," the boy replied smiling wickedly.  "Bad luck for
your first fuck of the day dude!"

Zane turned to Chad and nodded.  I watched as Chad removed his clothes and
another boy dropped to his knees to give him a blowjob.  I think I'm going
to like this club.  Zane moved beside me and put his arm around my waist as
we watched.  I was still fully dressed while Zane was shirtless looking
awesome with his nickel size nipples sticking out.  I had already heard
about Chad's dick, but once he was fully hard, I had to stare in awe.  I
mean there are a tons of 6 inch boys everywhere, like Zane, but I was
seeing more and more with huge dicks.  It must be because of climate change
or something.

Zane turned to me and grinned.  "Now you know why we wanted him as a
member.  9 and a half incher on him and he knows how to use it."

"And he's gonna fuck Blake?"

"Oh yeah, and from the smile on his face, I think he's looking forward to
it."

He was right, Blake had turned his head to watch and was grinning from ear
to ear.  I mean I knew he could handle Stone, so I'm hoping that this
wasn't beyond his ability, but if it was, it might reduce his interest in
sex for a bit.  I'll volunteer to pinch hit for him if he needs it though.
I'm very helpful like that.  Everyone watched as Chad knelt down behind
Blake and received lube from the oil can.  He pressed into him and Blake
just put his head down.  I saw him flinch slightly as Chad entered but he
took it like a man, although I think the last inch was a bit much as he
jumped a couple of times.  As soon as Chad began to fuck him, Zane turned
and kissed me.

"I miss hanging out with you.  God, I remember being that age.  I couldn't
get enough."

"As compared to now?"  I said almost sarcastically.  "How old were you when
you first got fucked?"

"12.  He was 13 and neither of us knew what we were doing, but it was so
much fun, I figured out a way to get it more and more.  Pretty much all I
had to do was show my ass to guys and look at their penises in the showers
and presto I was being deep dicked.  I learned pretty quickly who was
interested in me and that's all it took.  I still remember the first time
you fucked me.  It was like so amazing."

"I remember it too," I told him as he began removing my clothes, then his
own.

"Love the Andrew Christian's," I remarked as I checked out his assless
underwear.

"Daddy bought them for me.  He said I should always be ready for any fun."

"Well he has good taste," I acknowledged as I watched him drop them and
kick them aside.  Once we were naked, he took me over to the back of one of
the sofas, handed me a bottle of lube and bent over.  We were in a position
to watch the action of the other guys.  I didn't need to be asked twice as
I lubed up and grabbed Zane by the hip to penetrate him.  The boy was a
true power bottom and I slid in easily.  He wasn't as tight as I remember,
but then he'd been fucked so much that it really wasn't a surprise.  I'm
not complaining though as he was one great lay.  We both looked over
watching Blake receive a cock in his mouth as he was being fucked.

"That's so hot," Zane remarked.  "I want Blake to fuck me next so I can
have both of your cum inside me."

"Slut!"  I whispered jokingly as I reached underneath him to play with his
nipples.  He moaned as I pulled on the metal ring.  "You been working out?
Your chest has really developed nicely."

"Yeah Daddy takes me to the gym pretty much every day.  We work out for an
hour on different stuff, then he takes me into the steam room and shares me
with his friends.  It's like the best."

"Well don't wear out this ass.  It's still nice and firm."  I stopped short
of telling him it was tight.

"Nah.  It'll never wear out.  I do exercises to keep it nice.  No one likes
a sloppy boy pussy."

"Isn't that the truth!"  I laughed as I kept fucking him.

Blake grunted and shot his load all over the end of the bench he was on.  I
guessing he likes big cocks, since he'd cum without even touching himself.
Chad pounded Blake harder and announced he was cumming.  Once he was done,
he pulled out and the boy who had been getting blown moved around to take
his place, giving Blake got his second fuck.  Fortunately for him, this boy
was around 6 inches.  Another member dropped to his knees and gave his cock
to Blake to suck.  That seemed to be the pattern.  Get the next guy in line
hard with a blowjob while you're being fucked.  One of the members came
over to Zane and stood on the couch to present his dick to him to suck.  I
guess we know who's going into Zane when I'm done with him.

Chad wandered over to Zane and I, his big cock swinging back and forth
still lubed up from being inside my boy.  "Hi Chad.  This is Justin.
Blake's...ummm brother," he said keeping the fabrication going.  Actually I
kinda didn't mind being his brother.

"Hey.  At least I get to see you naked this time.  You and Blake sure look
a lot alike.  Do you bottom as well as top?"

"Of course?  What type of platinum card carrying gay would I be if I only
did one and not the other?"

"You ever taken something like this before?"  He said grabbing his large
piece of meat and waving it at me.

"A cock?  One or two," I smirked.

"I mean a nine and a half incher."

"Oh.  Normally I prefer big cocks, but I can work with something like that
when I need to," I teased.

"Burn," Zane laughed.

I reached out for Chad and put my hand on the back of his head and pulled
him toward me.  I moved my face to kiss him, but he pulled back slightly.

"I don't kiss.  I only fuck."

"I've heard that before.  Didn't accept it then, and don't accept it now."
I pulled his head forward again and pressed our lips together holding him
in place as I shoved my tongue between his lips.  He didn't put up much of
a fight as he kissed me back and began to jerk off.  Doesn't like to kiss,
my ass!  Speaking of that...I should have him kiss my ass.  I stopped after
a minute and let him get some air.  "Blake, as soon as you're done get over
here and fuck Zane so I can drill Chad."  Blake looked back at me and gave
me a thumbs up.  I think the guy Zane was sucking off was a bit surprised
as I'm sure he thought he was next to enter Zane.  Hey, they're not my
rules, and I'm not a member.  Anyway, this was like a training club for the
`Q'.  Once they learn to play with the big boys, they'll learn a whole
bunch of new rules.  Blake bounced over a minute later, so I pulled out of
Zane and positioned Chad right next to him over the end of the couch.  We
were about to have a father and son fuck team start up.  I watched as Blake
lubed himself and entered Zane with no awkward fumbling or looking for the
hole.  He just aimed and disappeared inside.  Not bad at all.  I did the
same thing with Chad who reached back a couple of times to touch my leg to
slow me down.  I guess he really was more of a top.  Don't worry, I can
fuck that out of him pretty fast.  I looked over at Blake who was having a
great time with Zane, but staring at me as I fucked Chad.  He grinned when
he saw me look over at him and gave me a thumbs up.  I almost laughed.
Most fathers take their sons to a soccer or football game or go fishing.  I
take mine to an anal virginity fuck club.  A guy came up behind me and
dropped to his knees to rim my ass.  I jumped slightly as his tongue
entered, but I put my hand back into his hair to encourage him.  He may not
have a big cock on him like Chad, or even Blake, but what he lacked there,
he made up for in tongue.  I'm pretty sure his tongue was longer than his
penis.  I've never felt a rimming like that in quite a while.  In fact he
was so good, I couldn't hold my load any longer and shot inside Chad before
I was ready.  I pulled out and the guy that had gotten sucked off my Zane
almost pushed me out of the way to get into Chad.  I guess he didn't want
to miss another turn.  The boy who had been rimming me stood up and smiled.
He looked about as young as Blake, but I knew he had to be older since he
went to the Academy.

"I like to kiss," he announced.  I'm guessing he had overheard Chad's
announcement earlier.  I smiled and leaned down slightly so we could
connect.  I tried not to think about the fact that his tongue had just been
as deep into my ass as most cocks.  He didn't disappoint in the kissing
area either.  Everyone has a talent, and this boys tongue was his.  I could
easily kiss him for hours he was so good.

"What's your name?"  I asked as soon as I took a break.

"Asher."

"Nice to meet you.  Great tongue action by the way.  I'm sure lots of guys
enjoy that."

He blushed slightly.  "Yeah, they say it's my best feature."

"I'm sure you have other good features too."  His tiny bubble butt looked
pretty awesome.  "Do you live here at school?"

"Yeah in the dorms.  Number 16."

"Oh, that's Chance's old room.  Nice."

"You know Chance King?"

"Of course.  He lives with us and his boyfriend Kyle."

"Oh my god!  He's like a legend.  Do you get to... you know...have sex with
him and stuff?"

"Sure when we're in the mood."  I didn't tell him that we were pretty much
always in the mood.  "Have you?"

"No, he moved out before I arrived.  I just heard stories.  Plus his
picture is up on the wall in the dorms.  They put everyone's picture up
outside the dorm they used to live in.  Do you think I could meet him
sometime? You know...like in person."

"I'm sure that could be arranged.  Show him that tongue and he might never
let you go home," I joked.

"Are you serious?  Do you think he'd do stuff with me?"

"That's up to Chance, but as we like to say around the house; `there's a
good Chance'.

"Funny.  So when could I meet him?"

"When are you free next?"

"Right now?"  He said eagerly.

I laughed.  "Calm down.  I'd have to ask him first.  How about you give me
your number and I'll text you.  Do you have a roommate in the dorm?"

"Yeah, Henry.  He's my age too."

"Are you and he together?"

"No.  He's has a jealous boyfriend.  Travis Miller.  He's a year older."

"Yeah, I know him.  I didn't think he was the jealous type.  I remember him
when he was 14.  I think he was boyfriends with Brendan if I remember
correctly."

"Brendan Morrow?  Nah, he hates that dude now.  They broke up when Brendan
graduated.  That's when Travis met Henry.  They've been boyfriends I think
like a year now."

"So no action in your room huh?"  I teased.

"I never said that.  Those two do it all the time.  At first, Travis made
me leave, but they were doing it so much I finally got pissed off and told
them I was staying, so they let me watch.  They're boring though.  Always
the same thing every time.  They kiss then Travis gets on top of Henry puts
his legs up and fucks him and then leaves.  Half the time Henry has to jerk
off to finish."

"Surprised you don't jump in there and put that tongue to work on him."

"I offered, but he's scared Travis will catch us.  It's totally stupid
because I've rimmed Travis a couple of times and even let him fuck me when
Henry wasn't home.  I can tell you he's not just boring to watch.  He's not
the best lay if you know what I mean," he said holding up a pinky finger
and wiggling it.  "I didn't tell Henry though as I don't need a pissed off
roommate."

"Seems one sided.  I think I can cure that.  Text me next time you're gonna
be free in the evening and maybe I'll come over and screw your brains out
in front of them."

He grinned and kissed me.  "THAT would be epic.  I'll show him who's woke
when it comes to fucking!"

The kid swapped numbers with me into our phones and ran off to use that
tongue on a few more of their club members.  Blake finished up inside Zane
who took him over to the board to enter their achievement on the board.
Names were along the top and side.  I watched as they found Blake's name
and gave him a checkmark next to Chad & Kip.  This was followed by Zane
getting a checkmark next to Blake.  From the way it as explained, the name
along the top was for the guy who lost his anal virginity to the guy on the
side who had to cum to qualify.  Blake already had seven checkmarks as a
bottom and five as a top.  Awww, I'm so proud of my little slutty son.  In
just two days, he'd gotten 12 checkmarks.  No wonder they were happy to see
him again.  Several of the names had multiple checkmarks next to the same
name.  I guess it was easy to see who liked who that way.  I figure at a
certain number of times together, you should get a cake, or at least go out
on a first date.  I smiled as I noticed that Brody was also on the wall
having both topped and bottomed with Blake.  Guess the two had put on a bit
of a show for the others yesterday.

We only hung around for another 15 minutes before I told Blake we had to
get going.  He seemed disappointed, but accepted it without much
complaining.  Several of the boys made sure to exchange numbers with him,
and Zane asked if he could come over some day soon.

"You never have to ask.  Just show up.  There's usually someone home and if
you're wearing that kilt or assless underwear, I'm sure you won't have to
wait long for fun.  Personally, I like it when you dress like a boy, but
it's super fucking hot when you have the kilt on with nothing underneath.
I can flip it up and bend you over."

"Yeah, I love it too, but I've been wearing it for a couple years.  Figured
it was time for a change, especially since Denis isn't as big a fan of it
as he is of having me in a jock strap."

"Well at our place you can be in the kilt, a jock strap or naked.  We like
it all," I said grinning.

"I noticed."

Blake got dressed and said goodbye to the guys.  "See you Saturday!"  He
announced as he came up next to me so we could head out.

"What's Saturday?"

"Oh, that's when a lot of the guys get together for a bigger party.  The
whole school is like a big orgy on the weekends."

I won't even ask how he knows that.  As we headed towards the door, Chad
ran over to me and gave me his phone.  "Could I get your number?  Do you
maybe wanna hang out again sometime?"

"Sure.  Text me or Blake anytime you want."

"Lit!  Thanks.  Sorry for throwing shade earlier about the kissing thing.
You're pretty good though."

"Thanks.  You're not so bad yourself.  Maybe I'll come for a massage let
you fuck me next time," I grinned as we turned to head out.

"Ooooo, Justin has a boyfriend," Blake sang as we got into the hallway.

"Says the slut with 12 checkmarks on the board."

"Hey, when you're this hot, you gotta beat them off with a stick...and I
have a pretty big stick, Dad!"

"Dad?  I thought you were my brother?"

"I know.  That was fun right?  We gotta do that again.  I wanna go to the
blowjob class when they have it."

"I think you should just go to your own school."

"Well that's dumb.  We can't be naked in class or watch blowjobs, unless we
go to the downstairs bathroom or something."

"TMI.  I really don't want to know."

"Probably `cause your too old and jealous, right?"

"Old huh?  I'll show you who's old," I said as I grabbed him and threw him
over my shoulder in a fireman's hold.  Excuse me...a firefighter's hold.
He grabbed my waist and held on giggling until I began swatting his ass
playfully.

"Help! Child abuse." He cried out unconvincingly.  "Serial rapist!  Child
abductor!  Kidnapper!  Pervert!"

"Really?  If someone kidnapped you, I'd be more worried about them than
you," I joked.

"Rude.  You just like spanking me `cause I have such a cute ass right?"

"Yeah, that's the reason.  A gaping hole that gets used more than the
Lion's Gate bridge."

"Okay, now THAT's rude!!"  He giggled as he held on.  We walked past a
couple of kids who laughed at him.  "I'm being kidnapped.  It's not funny
ya know!"  He said looking at them.

"Are you serious?"  One of the boys asked as he suddenly stopped laughing.

"No.  He's my brother.  We're just farting around.  See!"  He let out a
long loud fart that made it pretty obvious that he'd been fucked.  It
almost vibrated his pants off.  I quickly put him down.  "And that's how
you defend against an attacker," he giggled.

"Now who's rude?"  I asked.

"I'm driving!"  He remarked as he raced for the exit at full speed.  I just
looked at the boys and shrugged.

"Don't worry, he's not going anywhere without the keys," I laughed and
followed Blake out to the car.

So I show up for health class and end up with half a dozen numbers on my
phone.  Grier, Chad and Asher, just to name a few, and Blake ends up with
even more and gets invited back to an orgy, in addition to arranging for
them to come over to the house.  Good thing Blake is now my brother, or
this could be really bad parenting.

We got home and during dinner I casually mentioned to Chance that I'd met
Asher who was now the occupant of his old room.  He liked the idea of
meeting the kid, especially when I told him that Asher thought he was a
legend and was proud of Chance's picture outside his dorm room.

"You could go back and show them what you're famous for," Kyle teased as he
reached under the table and grabbed Chance's crotch.

"Funny you should mention that," I remarked as I told them about his
roommate and Travis.

"Travis turned into quite the little shit once he broke up with Brendan,"
Chance informed us.  "I should remind him of some of the things he used to
get up to when he was younger."

"Or..." I said pausing for effect.  "You could show him what he's missing
and have some fun back in your old room with Asher."

"You pimped me out didn't you?"  Chance said as he stopped eating and
stated at me.

"I might have mentioned something to Asher," I replied trying to sound
innocent.

"Actually that would be insanely hot.  Travis would remember the few times
he and I did it, only this time, I'd not let him join in.  You gotta come
along too Kyle.  The three of us can tag team Asher."

"You guys should go over on Saturday.  That way you can give me a ride to
the club too," Blake said chiming in.

"The club?"  Kyle asked.

"Yeah, the Lost AV club.  It stands for Lost Anal Virginity Club.  I'm an
honorable member."

"Honorary member," I corrected.

"Yeah, that.  I almost got my junior membership requirements.  If I go
Saturday I should finish it."

"I'm not even going to ask," Colin said shaking his head.

"That's probably for the best," I laughed.  "You should come with us and we
can show the boys how it's done."

"So give them a sex class on their days off?  Are you sure they won't think
it's homework?"

"Yeah, you're right.  We wouldn't want that," I grinned.  "Hell, why did I
never get homework like that while in school?"

We made the date to go over on Saturday afternoon.  I texted Asher and
asked if he was free after lunch.  He excitedly texted back in seconds and
said he'd be around all day, so we planned for 1pm.

Before we got to the dorms, we had to stop and pick up Brody as Blake said
he wanted to go too.  As soon as we rolled into the Academy parking lot,
the two boys said they'd find their own way home and raced through the
halls of the dorm on the way to their `club'.  Yeah, I can see them both
joining the family club at 16, it was looking almost inevitable...unless
Blake went back to girls, in which case the `Q' wouldn't be of much
interest.  Colin had decided it wouldn't be a good idea for him to go with
us to the Academy since he owned it, but I have no such reservations.  I
did offered to stay and do something with him, but he suggested we should
go out clubbing together tonight.  I better pace myself.  Chance was
recognized by lots of the guys, who all came up to him as if he were a
celebrity.  Several seemed to have puppy dog eyes for him.  I think he'd
given a lot of the gay boys their first crush and from the way they were
crowding him, I'd say maybe taken some of their virginities.  Ah, those
were the good old days.  Look at me reminiscing about virgin boys bent over
losing their cherries.  (Insert sigh here).  I made a point of finding
Travis in the lounge area and without being too obvious, said hi to him
making sure he knew that Chance was here to meet Asher.  That should tweak
any jealousy he had.  The boy was still good looking, but colder than I
remember the last time I saw him.  Maybe all this sex everywhere, or being
surrounded by horny gay guys 24/7 was getting to him.  Not that I could
imagine it being a bad thing, just time consuming.

We eventually wandered down the hall where Chance commented about his
picture in the frame on the wall outside his old room.  "Not my best
picture, but at least I'm now immortal."

"And so humble," Kyle teased as he kissed him and held his hand.  The two
guys hid off to the side as I knocked on the door.  A boy answered, who I
assumed was Henry.

"Hey.  Is Asher here?"

"Yeah," he answered throwing the door back to show Asher sitting at his
computer at the desk.  He spun around and a huge smile broke out on his
face when he saw me.

"Hey!  You actually came!"  He said running over to greet me.

"Not yet, but I'm horny, so soon.  Oh, I brought you a surprise too."

"Cool.  What is it?"  I waved my arm at Chance and Kyle who stepped into
his view.  "No way!!  Chance!  You really do know him?"

"As I promised.  This is Kyle, his boyfriend."

We entered the room and Henry acknowledged all of us before returning to
sit on his bed in his t-shirt and underwear.

"I like the way you decorated," Chance complimented as he looked around.
"Are you doing the room proud and getting lots of action in it?"

"Not as much as I'd like.  Henry gets more with Travis mostly," he replied.
We looked at Henry and he blushed as we gave him a thumbs up and Kyle gave
him a congratulatory fist bump.

"Well, I guess we should change that today, if you want.  You horny enough
to fool around with us?"  Chance asked as he bent over to look at Asher's
computer.

"Seriously?  I'm horny enough all the time to fool around with anyone," he
replied excitedly.

Chance stood up and turned around to face the younger guy.  "So are you up
for all three of us gang fucking you in public?"

"Oh my God!  Yes!  Absolutely!  Holy crap, are you serious?  One at a time
though?  Not like all three at once, right?"

"Depends on how far we can open up your hole," Chance teased.  "Nah, just
kidding.  We'll give you an afternoon to remember.  If you weren't getting
laid hourly by the guys before, you will be afterward.  I heard you have a
talented tongue.  How about kissing me and letting me judge for myself?"

"Uhhh, sure," Asher said stammering slightly as Chance stepped closer so
they could kiss.  As their lips touched I think I saw Asher's legs just
about give out from the excitement.  He really did hold Chance in high
regard.  Kyle stepped up behind the two of them and put his hand on Asher's
shirt and pushed it up over his head, forcing them to break their kiss for
a second.

"Not bad, Ash.  Not fucking bad at all.  Shit Kyle, you gotta try this
dude's tongue. Maybe he can teach you a thing or two," he jested as he spun
Asher around to face Kyle.  The boy had a typical teenage chest and he
didn't disappoint at all.  Chance watched as Asher slipped his tongue into
Kyle's mouth and nodded as they kissed.  He removed his own shirt and then
went around behind Kyle and took his off, followed by his pants.  Both
kissing guys were now only in their underwear as Chance dropped to his
knees beside them to get a better look.

I glanced over at Henry who was sitting watching with a hand over his
crotch.  "Join in if you want.  Plenty of room for you to get some action
if you're horny."

"Uhhh, thanks, but I have a boyfriend."

"And that's relevant how?"  I asked.  "Chance and Kyle are boyfriends and
I'm married.  We're gay.  Monogamy is a thing ugly straight people use to
justify why they aren't getting laid more often."

"My boyfriend isn't into that, so I have to respect his wishes."

"So go invite him.  I'm sure he'd change his mind once he sees Asher
getting it from both ends."  I removed my shirt in front of him for effect.
I turned my attention back to the other three and Chance had both hands up
fondling Kyle and Asher through their underwear.

"Nice package.  How big is your dick?"  Chance asked.

"Just average," Asher replied as he stopped kissing for a second.  "Like 6
inches I think."

"Feels bigger.  You must have big balls, or they're full.  Haven't busted
one out in a while?"

"About three days," he admitted.

"Yeah, you're definitely not getting laid enough.  We'll take care of that
for you today and help empty that three day load out, and maybe even the
next three days worth as well to hold you over," he bragged as he cupped
the balls more firmly.  I watched as he tugged the back of Asher's
underwear down to check out his ass.  "Are you naturally smooth or do you
shave?"

"No, it's natural.  Thankfully my ass isn't hairy yet."

"I'll be looking forward to working my way inside that later," Chance said
licking his lips as he stood up and went behind Asher and slowly lowered
his underwear down until he had him step out of them.  Needless to say the
boy was already rock hard and now on display for all of us to see.

"That's better.  You guys should never wear clothes while you're in the
dorms.  It just sets a bad precedent for all the new arrivals.  First one
guy starts and before you know it everyone is doing it and no one is
getting laid," Chance grinned.  "So you where do you want me to fuck you?"

"Ummm...in my ass?"

Chance laughed.  "Yeah, I got that part.  I meant where in the school.
Lounge, showers, pool, out in the yard?"

"Oh, yeah, right.  I'm such a dumb ass.  Are you sure you have time?  A guy
like you is probably pretty busy, right?"

"My schedule is pretty open today. I think I can squeeze you in."

"Shouldn't that be HIS line," Kyle laughed as he slipped his own underwear
off to give Asher his first look at him.

"True.  So where do you want it...apart from in the ass?"

"Ummm, could we do it in here?"  He said looking at his bed.

"No.  What fun would that be?  You want the guys to be able to see you.  I
mean if you ever do fuck in your room, you have to make sure you leave the
door open so others can join in if they want.  How about we'll all go down
to the showers?  You can start by showing me how good that tongue of yours
really is."

"You two gonna strip or am I taking Asher down there by myself," Kyle
teased, looking at Chance and I.  "Henry, you joining us?  Nothing starts
the day like a good shower orgy."

"I'm good thanks," he replied as he watched Chance and me remove our
clothes.  He must be wearing something like Kevlar underwear to stop his
boner bursting through.  He never blinked watching the four of us naked in
front of him.  Asher dropped to his knees and stared at our three packages.
I'm pretty sure I saw him lick his lips, and I think he was just about to
go for the sampler tasting, when the dorm door opened scaring him back
slightly.

"Oh hey, Travis!"  Chance said moving over to greet him.  "Just in time to
join in.  We were about to head off for a shower orgy.  You in?"

"Uhhhh, no.  I just came down to hang out with my boyfriend," he said
looking at us.

"Henry, dude.  You should have seen this guy the first time I fucked him,"
Chance remarked putting his arm around the 16 year old.  "Took me about
half an hour just to get his ass opened up enough to use.  He was such a
virgin, but once he got going, he rode me like he'd been possessed.  I'm
pretty sure toward the end of it I was hearing bone break he was bouncing
so hard.  You and the boyfriend should join in.  You know we love to
share."

"Maybe another time," Travis said going to sit next to Henry.  "We're still
working on the boyfriend thing."

"Nothing says good relationship than practicing sex in a group," Chance
agreed.  "And who better to practice with than all of us?  Plus it's not
like we haven't been together before.  Bring Henry along and let him learn
a few new things."

"We're good," Travis repeated. "We gonna be monogamous for now."

"I hear ya.  What about you, Henry?  Wanna take those clothes off and let
that boner out?  You're gonna strangle it inside those shorts?  I'm sure we
could teach you a few things to help you and Travis perfect that monogamy
thing with each other."

Travis just shook his head.  "You do know that it means that me and him
only have sex with each other right?"

"Sure, but how is the poor boy gonna learn anything if he only has sex with
one person.  You did half the dorm so you could learn.  Seems a bit mean to
keep Henry on a leash like that.  Let him get in some practice before you
get into the kinky shit with leashes!"

Travis laughed.  "I love your idea of monogamy.  So it's okay to be
monogamous as long as we have sex with other guys?"

"See, you get it.  So, what do you say Henry?  Wanna strip and join us?"
Chance smirked.

"Ummm, maybe later.  I'm not sure," he stammered as he held his hand over
his crotch a little tighter, and looked at Travis.  Could this kid be any
more obvious?  "Would we be allowed to maybe just come down and see what
the shower orgy looks like?"

"Seriously?  You live at the Academy and you've never seen an orgy?"
Chance asked, more than slightly surprised.

"No, of course I have.  Sure...all the time.  I just meant, see how you
guys do it."

"You can, but only if you're naked.  Wouldn't want you to blast a load into
your shorts.  Can make laundry day awkward," Chance said grinning.  "Damn,
I haven't even been gone that long and this place is turning into a
convent.  I remember when we all moved in, no one wore clothes anywhere,
and everyone was so horny that you couldn't shower or watch a movie without
someone starting something.  Now look.  Guys are wearing clothes and
practicing monogamy.  It's almost like a cult sprung up overnight."

"I'm not in the cult," Asher grinned.

"No, no, you're not," Kyle smiled as he put his arm around the boy.  "And
in less than 10 minutes, we'll fuck any idea of joining it right out of
you...several times."

"Lit!  Can't wait."

Chance looked at Travis and Henry.  "If you change your minds and want some
intense fun, we'll be in the showers and would love to play with both of
you.  Travis, personally, I think Henry would find it insanely hot to watch
me fuck you in front of him while Kyle sucks your cock.  I'm sure it'll
give you a much hornier boyfriend for later tonight.  There's enough cock
in here for all of you."  Chance turned his attention to Asher.  "You got
towels we could use?"

"Sure, in the cupboard," he replied helpfully, leaving Kyle to go and
retrieve them.  Chance took Asher by the hand and walked him to the door
and went for the handle.  Asher stopped.

"We're not gonna walk there naked are we?"

"Of course.  God, this has turned into a chick flick around here.  Let the
guys see what you got and the boys will come to you instead of you having
to chase them."  Chance flung the door open.  Asher almost instinctively
put his free hand over his cock, but Chance pulled it away quickly.

"Nuh uh dude.  Balls out, proudly at all times.  Show it off."  He pulled
Asher into the hallway with him and we made our way down to the showers,
leaving Henry and Travis to their routine boring monogamy thing.  Just
before we got to the shower door, Chance put his fingers to his mouth and
gave a loud shrieking whistle.  "Shower Orgy boys!  I'm back!"

Kyle laughed.  "Fuck I remember that.  Scared the crap out of me the first
time you did it." He looked at Asher.  "That's his signature move."

We entered the bathroom and hung the towels on the hooks, noticing two boys
already in the showers.  There were several benches in the middle of the
room so you could change if you needed, and you entered the large open
shower area on the left or right as there was a low half wall across the
front in the center.  It didn't hide much, but it gave some limited privacy
if boys were just coming in to pee or something.  I can't even tell you how
many times I've seen boys bent over the wall being fucked.  Of course you'd
have to have gone around the wall to really see anything, otherwise it just
looked like an after school TV series...like Blurred Lines.

Chance kept hold of Asher's hand as we walked into the shower area.  "Hey,
Trent!  What's with the showering in your underwear?"  He asked as we
walked over to him.

"Hey guys!  Are you just visiting?"  He replied.

"Yeah, came over to try out Asher's legendary tongue and give him some
expertise fucking while we're here.  Seriously, dude? Underwear to shower.
What's next?  Swim suits in the pool?"

"Would you believe I'm doing my laundry while I shower?"  he shrugged.

"No.  Dude, you're one of the older guys.  You should be setting the
example.  What the hell are the first years like Asher here gonna think if
they see you wearing clothes in the shower?  You should be boning up and
rubbing one out so they can see how it's done.  Take a few over to the wall
and treat them to several inches of our famous Academy hospitality."  He
moved closer and bent over to strip Trent out of his underwear and flung
them into the change area.  "That's better.  Now why don't you take Justin
to the wall and let him give you a nice `Q' fuck.  It's been a while since
he's been inside you after all."  We all shot a look at Chance for using
the `Q'.

"What?  Never heard of a `queer' or `quick' fuck before?" he grinned using
air quotes.  I shook my head and smirked.  He was walking a fine line, but
he'd gotten his message over to Trent.  We all knew that the last time I'd
fucked Trent was at the `Q' initiation, and it had been a pretty stellar
night.  Like all new members, he could barely walk home afterward.  I took
Trent to the half wall and had him bend over it.  I didn't waste time as I
wanted us to get things going.  I used the nearby lotion and quickly
greased him up before entering.  Asher, Kyle and Chance watch just until I
was fully buried in him, then got busy themselves.  Chance bent over the
wall and Kyle had Asher drop to his knees and begin rimming.

"Damn!  I have had fucks that didn't go as deep into my ass as your tongue.
Shit, I might have to trade Kyle in for you with a tongue like that,"
Chance moaned.

"You know I'm still in the room right?  He may have a long tongue, but if
you ever want my 8 inches in you again, I suggest watching who you're
trying to trade."  Asher looked up and smiled at Kyle.  "Don't look at me
boy, concentrate.  You have an ass to rim.  If you do a good enough job, I
might even let you fuck him, after he fucks you of course."

I almost laughed at Kyle as he put his hand on Asher's head and pushed him
back into Chance's hole.  He turned to look at the other boy showering.
"You can join in ya know.  What's your name?"

"Ray," the boy replied.

"Well, don't hide that boner behind your hand, you're not fooling anyone.
Get over here."

The boy complied and walked up to us.  Kyle pulled his hand away from his
crotch and gave us all a chance to have a look.

"Decent.  So do you prefer to fuck or be fucked?"  Kyle asked bluntly.

"Not sure.  Probably fuck, but I'm okay being on the bottom too," he said,
jumping slightly as Kyle took hold of his package.

"Good.  Best way to be.  Those are some nice low hanging balls.  Bet it
feels good having those slapping up against someone's ass."

He didn't wait for and answer as he dropped and sucked the boy off.  As the
six of us were busy, three boys entered the shower room and joined in.
They were followed by another four.  The orgy was officially underway and
after a few initial acknowledgements of Chance being back, it was as if
he'd never left.  I finished fucking Trent to make way for another boy, but
I'd deliberately not cum in him as I was pacing myself.  I'm considerate
like that.  I want to be able to give as many boys as possible the chance
to try out my cock if they want.  Of course, I told Trent that I'd cum in
him so he felt special.  It's so rude if you don't.  I saw the bathroom
door open again and smiled as Henry entered.  Guess curiosity actually got
the better of him, although he was pretty sly about it as he walked over to
the urinal, still in his underwear.  I moved from the group and sauntered
over to him.  Yes, I know how to saunter...it's a cooler way to mosey, if
you must know!

"Hey Henry!  Geez dude, you get any closer to that urinal and you're gonna
fall in or be pulled down the drain when you flush," I joked as I stood
beside him.  I mean it breaks urinal etiquette to stand beside some and
talk while they're peeing, but it doesn't really apply when it's a room
full of gay guys having an orgy right next to you.  Some rules have to be
flexible, or the next thing you know, watersports is a thing of the past.

"Huh?"

"Just in case you weren't aware.  It's not designed to wrap around your
body.  You should step back, put some air between you and the thing.  Plus,
we're gay guys.  Stand back and allow others to check you out.  It's how
you advertise to the curious."

He moved back slightly, but not by much.  I put my hand on his chest and
inched him back a little further.  He let me with no real
resistance. "That's better.  Now pee."

"Uhhhh, I don't think I can with you standing there watching me."

"Pee shy, huh?  See this is why monogamy doesn't work as well as the
communists think it does," I said shaking my head.

"Now you lost me," Henry said looking at me still holding his dick out of
his underwear.

"Just saying that like communism, monogamy is wrong.  Freedom is freedom,
am I right?  Why would you want to just eat one guy when you can have a
buffet?"

"You're weird, you know that right?"

"I've been told," I grinned as I looked him over.  He still wasn't peeing
so I guess he really was nervous with me standing next to him.  I can't
imagine why.  "So is Travis still waiting for you, or did you guys finish
making out already?"

"Yeah, we're done.  He went back to his room," Henry admitted.

"That was quick.  Did he fuck you?"

He blushed.  "Yeah.  He likes that part and usually cums pretty fast."

"Nice!  So you need a shower to get that load out of you.  Does he cum a
lot?"

"I dunno.  Average amount I suppose."

I smiled as I ran my hand down his back and into the waistband of his
underwear.  As soon as my finger touched the upper crack of his ass, he
reached back to stop me.  "What are you doing?"  He asked looking at me,
still with his dick out.

"Thought I'd help and check if cum is leaking out of you or not.  That can
be embarrassing if you walk around the dorm in your underwear with a big
wet spot showing on your ass.  It's a dead giveaway that you've been
fucked."

Henry smiled.  "Yeah, I've seen it a few times."

"So, even though you're monogamous with Travis, have you and Asher fooled
around together, since he's your roommate?"

"No.  We've only seen each other have sex, but never hooked up or
anything."

"Dude, that's just wrong.  You're roommates, you should share, become best
friends.  Talk about things and not have secrets.  That's kinda the point
of a roommate.  We should fix that while you take a shower."

"I dunno.  Travis would be pissed if he found out."

"Like he hasn't screwed half the guys here.  Branch out, have some
fun. You're only young once.  You'll have plenty of time to settle down
when you're older.  Let's start by taking these off and getting you into
the shower before the cum pools around your ankles."

He looked down as if expecting a puddle to be developing.  As he did I saw
my opportunity to yank his underwear down to his knees.  He tried to go for
them, but I'm fast when it comes to stripping someone.  He gave in and let
me take them the rest of the way off.  I tossed them over to the bench in
the middle of the room, but missed it completely.  Might be one reason I'm
not a professional basketball player.  That and the fact I'm only 5'10", or
178cm which sounds WAY bigger.  Which is like saying my penis is 21.5
instead of 8½.  Metric rules!!  Oh, and for those in countries still
using the old system (hint hint – America!) if someone says their
measurements in centimeters, just divide by 2.54 and you have inches. (and
vice versa.  5'10" = 70 inches x 2.54 = 177.8cm, voila!)  From there it's
easy. If you can't remember 2.54, just remember 2½ and you'll be close
enough.  I won't go into kilometers or Celsius, we have to save school crap
for when we're actually in school.  First one to point out that I'm
currently in the showers at the `Q' Academy gets a knee to the balls.  I
really gotta focus, considering Henry was now completely naked standing
beside me looking more nervous than he was before I went up to talk to him.
You'd think he'd have calmed down by now. I looked directly at his penis
that he was holding poised to let the flow begin.

"Still not peeing huh?"

"Ummm, you're still staring at me," he complained.

"Not my fault you're cute.  When you do use the urinal though, make sure
you not only step back, but take the entire package out of your underwear.
Balls and all.  Makes the sight much more impressive. You should pull the
foreskin back to expose the head when you're peeing.  I'm thinking it would
be easier that peeing all over the inside of your dick.  I dunno, I'm
circumcised, so I don't know how it works when you have foreskin and
stuff."

"Yeah, I can see," he acknowledged looking at me.  "It's still not helping
me pee though."

"You just gotta learn not to be so nervous.  Guys are only pee shy because
they think people might be looking at them, but if you KNOW people are
looking at you waiting to see it, then it makes it more fun.  Like getting
a boner and letting them check you out."

"I err...don't do that either," he admitted.

"You just need to focus on something else," I suggested as I took his free
hand and wrapped it around my cock. "There, something new to focus on.
Give it a feel and it'll take your mind off your nerves.  They're like
pacifiers for gay guys."

As he held it and stared as he played with it, I was sure he was going to
be able to pee, but all it seemed to do was make him more nervous as he
went to move back against the urinal.  I had to stop him from moulding
himself around it again.  I think this time it was because he was starting
to get an erection.  I guess I never thought this one through all the way.
Much tougher to take a leak when you're hard.  I was about to say something
when the main bathroom door opened, and Henry let go of my penis like he'd
been electrocuted.  He turned back to face the wall, as if me standing next
to him with a partial erection could be somehow misconstrued as innocent.
He relaxed when he saw it wasn't Travis.  It was Brody, completely naked
and rushing to the urinal beside us.  I leaned back against the wall
between the two of them.

"Hey Brody.  Where's Blake?"

"Trying to become the ruling overlord of the Lost AV club.  I needed to
piss like a race horse, so I took a break.  I think Blake is going to be
down there all weekend.  Did I interrupt something between you two?
Sorry."

"No, not at all.  We were just talking.  See Henry, that's how you take a
piss!"  I said as Brody held his dick and let fly.  Henry looked over and
as soon as he saw Brody peeing, he turned his head back to the wall as if
he'd just got caught again. "See how he's back from the urinal so you can
clearly see him?  That's the way to do it, and no shyness.  He just lets it
go with full force."

"You really need to stop talking about peeing," Henry said as he kept
looking at the wall.

"He's pee shy," I said to Brody to bring him up to speed.

"I feel for you dude.  I used to be like that until I figured out that guys
liked looking at my dick.  Now if I look at them and they're checking me
out, I'm one step closer to getting laid."

"You probably shouldn't mention that to Blake or he'll be using it at
school," I laughed.

"Oh, he already knows.  Half the time he opens his pants and drops them
down so you can see his ass, just to show off.  I can't tell you how many
times I've wanted to fuck him when he's gone for a pee.  Oh, shit.  Sorry.
I guess I shouldn't be telling you stuff like that, huh?"

"Relax.  Nothing you could tell me about Blake would be a shock or a
surprise."

"So what's going on in here?  The showers look busy."

"It's one of Chance's shower orgies," I replied.

"Cool, count me in!"

"You don't want to get back to Blake?"

"He won't even miss me for three hours, he's so busy.  Oh, by the way is it
okay if Blake sleeps over at my place tonight?"

"Sure, just have him text me so I know that that's his plan."

"You got it," He said as he shook the last few drops off his dick and then
leaned over to kiss me on the mouth.  "You're so woke.  I wish you were my
Dad."  He looked over at Henry and put a hand on his ass to feel it.  "Nice
ass buddy.  Make sure you let me know when you and Justin are gonna fuck.
I'd love to watch."

"Ummm, I have a boyfriend," Henry replied.

"Hey, cool!  Me too.  He's currently downstairs being boned by half the
Academy.  Being gay is like the best, right?  Save some for me though.  You
wanna fuck me, Justin?  I usually turn into a drooling mess over a huge
cock like yours."  He turned and backed up against me and wiggled his bum
up and down my cock.

"Christ, you and Blake are perfect for each other.  You'll have screwed all
the sex out of him before he turns 16."

"You wish!"  Brody laughed as he turned his head so he could look back and
kiss me again.  Sandwiched between two urinals isn't the most erotic place
for sex, but naked, gay, and in a room where pheromones are flooding the
air, definitely is.  Henry was doing his best not to watch us.

"Okay, take a break before I lose control and bend you over right here," I
warned.  "What would Blake say if he caught me fucking you?"

"He'd probably get out the camera."

"You misunderstood.  I meant what would Blake say if he caught me fucking
you and I hadn't invited him.  He'd be pissed."

"He'd get over it as soon as you stuck him in the middle of the orgy."

I laughed.  "Yeah, that's true.  God, you two really are the perfect
boyfriends.  Go have a shower.  Cum is running out of out of your ass and
getting all over my dick."

"Jealous?"  He grinned as I pushed him forward and swatted his firm ass.
He bounced over to the showers, where I expect he'll be adding to his cum
collection.

"See, that's how to relax," I told Henry who had finally begun peeing.  I
chose not to say anything for fear that the river would dry up again.

"Who's Blake?"

"My son, although he likes to say I'm his brother."

"How old is he?"

"14," said exaggerating be a few months.

"Shit.  How old are you?"

"22," I replied.  I could see him doing the math in his head.  One day I'm
going to tell that to a robot and he's going to turn his head back and
forth several times before saying `does not compute'.  "Long story, but
he's adopted.  So, you coming for a shower?  Might as well since you're
already dressed for it." Before giving him a chance to reply, I took his
hand and pulled him with me to the showers.  For all his complaining and
nerves, he really wasn't resisting at all.  I took him over next to Brody
and turned on a shower head and pushed him under it, letting him adjust the
water to the right temperature.  As he washed, I moved next to Brody and
squirted some soap into my hand and rubbed his back, and of course, his
ass.  He smiled back at me.

"I don't know if I got all the cum out of my ass, can you check for me
please?" He said sounding very insincere indeed.

"Anything to help," I agreed as I pushed my finger into him.  "Yeah, you
still have some in there.  You really should vacuum it out.  Want me to put
the hose in and help you out?"

"Would you mind?"  He smirked as he reached back and told hold of the hose
to make sure it was at full length.

"You know we're talking about my penis, right?"  I said to Henry as he
watched from the corner of his eye.

"I figured."

I moved in behind Brody and shoved myself into him as he bent over
slightly.  He moaned as I fully impaled him and began using my `hose' to
get to all the cum.  He began jerking off furiously, lasting only a minute
before reaching his climax.  He didn't have much left, but enough that he
shook as he ejaculated.  "God, I love your cock.  It hits all the amazing
spots," Brody gushed as I pulled out.

"Glad I could help!  I'm always available for servicing a wet cummy hole
when needed."

"I'll remember that," Brody replied as he turned around to kiss me under
the water.  He dropped to his knees to suck me off, but I had to stop him
or I was going to cum and I still wanted to last a while longer yet.

"While you're down there, why don't you help Henry out.  Poor boy only gets
fucked by his boyfriend.  Show him a little of that Brody magic."

Brody turned his attention to Henry next to us.  "I'm okay, actually..."
Henry remarked, but not fast enough as Brody sucked his cock into his
mouth, and took hold of his balls.  Henry quickly grabbed the wall in front
of him and gasped.

"Want him to stop?"  I grinned as I moved behind him and began rubbing his
back.  Henry slowly shook his head no.  "That's what I thought."  I moved
my hand around his chest and gently played with his nipples and stomach, as
I used my other hand to rub his ass cheek.  He almost purred at the
attention he was getting.  I'll remember to get him some catnip to keep him
this horny.  We call them edibles, but `catnip' seems a good metaphor.  I
ran my hand over his ass and into his crack.  He jumped slightly as I held
him in place before slipping my thumb into his hole.

"Still lubed up huh?  Nice!  Who do you want first?  Me or Brody?"

"Ummm, Uhhh.  Uhhh..."

"That's what I thought.  Close your eyes and enjoy the blowjob.  I'll get
you a surprise."  He did as he was told as he held onto the wall in front
of him with both hands.  He was in the perfect position to fuck, and for
someone that didn't want it, he was sure presenting himself nicely.  From
pee shy to this in under 5 minutes.  Not bad, if I do say so myself.  I
turned around and quickly went to find Asher who was on his knees eating
out the ass of an older boy.  I pulled him away.  "Come with me if you want
to live," I said in my best terminator voice.  He grinned and walked across
the shower area to Henry.

"Show him why you're so popular," I instructed.  He just looked at me and I
nodded before he dropped to his knees and pulled Henry's ass cheeks apart
to bury his face in between them.  Henry gasped as Asher put that enchanted
tongue to work on him.  "Yeah, that's the way it should be.  Two roommates
becoming best friends."

Henry turned around to look at who was rimming him and almost tried to get
away when he saw it was Asher.

"Chill.  You know you've had wet dreams over this, now you'll have a base
of reference to make them seem that much more real."  I put my hand on the
heads of both boys on their knees, and immediately felt like some priest
blessing them.  I'd like to try this while wearing one of those white
church dresses the preachers have.  `Bless you my child for I am about to
cum!  And in moments, we'll have the second cumming.'  It's a thing...trust
me!  I had Asher stand up a short while later and he was rock hard.  I used
some lotion and coated his cock before pushing him up against Henry and
inserting him.  I got ready to watch them fuck, but Asher came before I
could really get focused on what they were doing.  "Damn!  See, you two
should have been doing this since the day you moved in together.  Brody,
your turn."

They switched places and I watched Brody fuck Henry next.  You could almost
immediately see the skill level difference between Asher and Brody.  Brody
had a hand on Henry's shoulder, giving him long deep thrusts while making
sure to pound him hard.  He lasted considerably longer than Asher had
before pulling out.  I didn't ask if he'd cum or not.  "So, which one of
these guys do you want to fuck?"  I asked.

"Ummm, I shouldn't be doing this," he replied.

"But yet you are, and you're as hard as a rock still.  Might as well keep
going.  So who do you want next?"

"You?"  He asked hesitantly.

"Cute...and flattering, but I want you to fuck one of them first.  I'll let
you take my cock as the finale."  I like being either the opening (no pun
intended) or closing act.  He continued to hesitate so I helped him out.

"Asher, bend over and put your hands on your knees.  Time for Henry to try
out your ass.  Boy only gets to bottom, so he needs an outlet when he's
horny.  Jerking off is so last week."

Asher grinned as he spread his legs and bent over, bracing himself with his
hands on his knees.  Brody helped Henry to get into his roommate before
dropping to his knees underneath Asher to suck him off.  I stepped in front
and pulled his head up slightly so I could feed him my cock.

"Put that talented tongue to work," I told him as I held his head.  "Can
you deep throat?"  He nodded as he mumbled an affirmative.  He didn't
disappointed as he was being used from every angle.  Henry was the first to
climax, which wasn't much of a surprise since it was a reasonably new
sensation for him, but the way the two boys almost came instantly just from
touching each other, I'd guess they'd had a thing for each other for a
while now.  If Travis bailed on Henry, Asher was going to make an
incredible alternative. I freed myself from Asher's snake like tongue and
let him stand up.  I don't think Brody was planning on letting go of him
any time soon.  I moved Henry in front of Asher and pushed the two boys
together.  There was a slight hesitation, but when you're horny, you're
horny and Asher leaned in to kiss his roommate.  I moved behind Henry and
slowly pushed myself into him.  He had a little trouble taking me, but I
went slow as I opened up his hole.  This time I shot my load and filled him
up, so I'm guessing he'll need another shower after this.  As soon as I
finished breeding him, I moved the boys into the middle of the large group
where Henry was engulfed like I'd pushed him into quicksand.  Monogamy!
It's so overrated.  This should be last we hear of that!

The guy I was proud of was Bryce.  He was Travis' roommate and had been
since they were 14.  Bryce was transgendered and had already gone through
the breast removal surgery, leaving a few scars on his chest, but at such a
young age, they would fade dramatically with time.  At first he'd been too
shy or nervous to take his clothes off to shower, but now he was wearing
only a jock strap and allowing boys to fuck him repeatedly, like any good
bottom.  He hadn't had the penis surgery yet as they have to wait until
he's 18 to do that.  He will fly to Montreal to have that done, which I
always thought was a perfect place to go for it as French boys usually have
big dicks, so they'd be sure to give him a proper size one.  That's the
thing about our health care system, if you truly need a sex reassignment,
it's covered and you don't end up having to fork out hundreds of thousands
of dollars just to get a penis.  I mean that comes later when you get older
and try to bribe twinks to sleep with you.  That's not covered by health
care.  It should be, but it's not.  Bryce was much more confident now than
before, and the guys accepted him as they would anyone, which was a true
measure of their character.  What surprised me was the number of boys that
I had to connect to someone that they hadn't had sex with yet.  Shit, if I
lived in the dorms I'd have fucked everyone on the first day, just to say a
proper hello.  Half these boys said they'd never hooked up together.  How
is that even possible when they basically run around naked and shower with
each other?  What are they teaching these kids today?  I blame social
media, or that Trump guy.  He seems to be good to blame for most things
bad.

Eventually we all headed out, well spent, and drained of energy.  I
reminded Brody to have Blake text me if he was staying over and he thanked
me.  Personally I think he was thanking me for fucking him, but we might
never know the truth.  Chance, Kyle and I headed home, and I found Colin
lounging on the sofa, so I cuddled up with him and had a nap.  Do you think
I'm getting old, since I have taken to having naps after sex now?  God I
hope not.  I figure I've got a good eight years left before I need Viagra
for the next 10 years.  After that they admit me into the old gays home, or
send me off to some gummy farm to work the gloryholes after I lose my
teeth.  That's also a thing... I think.



End of Chapter.  We'll continue soon with Justin getting `Stoned', a
straight friendly visit, Blake getting tanner and then being sold off, and
so much more.  Thanks for continuing to read the story after all these
years.  Please feel free to offer suggestions for future plots, or to go
back and revisit old ones that may have dropped off.  outinwest@gmail.com..
Two things to remember this holiday season: Never let anyone cum down your
chimney...it's a waste good cum and; never wrap the really big `packages',
it takes too much time to unwrap when you want to use them.