Date: Thu, 13 Apr 2017 03:54:50 +0000
From: Douglas DD <thehakaanen@hotmail.com>
Subject: Aiden  Chapter 45

Thank you for returning. Aiden worked hard to have his party a skinny
dipping affair. Now he has to hope it doesn't get out of control.

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CHAPTER 45
BIRTHDAY SUITS

The day was as beautiful as forecast. The party was scheduled to start at
noon, but Aiden was sitting in his window seat in the rec room looking by
eleven. He was wearing his swimming trunks and a t-shirt. His dads said he
would need to be dressed when he answered the door since parents might
be with their sons to see what was going on at the crazy Miller house.

"We're not crazy, we're naturists," he told his dads.

"For some the words are synonymous," Larry said.

"Everybody said it was okay for us to be naturists." Aiden had quit calling it
a skinny dipping party since calling it a naturist party made it almost as
though it was something scientific.

Because Gordy's mother was helping with the party, Aiden was certain
Gordy and his mother would arrive first. He thought he could get away with
answering the door naked for them. After all, his mother had seen his bare
butt when he and Gordy ran up the stairs way back when the two first met.

Instead, it was Jeffrey, Nick, and Sammy who arrived first, riding in on their
bicycles. As soon as he saw them riding into the driveway, he got out of the
chair and shed what little clothing he had on. It was one of those rare times
he wasn't wearing socks, which made him completely naked from his toes
up when he greeted the three of them at the door.

"Oh, Nicky, somebody is totally ready for the skinny dipping party," Jeffrey
chortled.

"It's not a skinny dipping party," Aiden said officiously, "it is a
naturist party."

"Oh, so that's what they call orgies these days," Sammy said.

"Sammy, behave," Jeffrey admonished his brother.

"Whatever," the twelve-year-old snarled, making Jeffrey wonder, yet again,
where his quiet, sweet younger brother had disappeared to. "You know
everybody's going to be horny the whole afternoon. I'm going get naked
and hit the pool and be ready for a bunch of horny fourth graders."

"Fifth graders," Aiden corrected. "Before you go to the pool, my dads want
to see you."

"Me?" Sammy asked with a look of innocence.

"They said all of you. They're out on the deck."

"Sheesh, and I gave up snogging with Susan Fielder for this," Sammy
mumbled. Then his face brightened. "But then, she doesn't have a
swimming pool."

Larry asked Aiden to leave the room while he talked to the older boys.
Aiden was tempted to say he should be able to stay since he lived there,
but decided he might not want to hear his dads get strict with them.

Larry did the talking, telling all three older boys what he expected of them.
Even though he was talking to the three of them, Larry looked directly at
Sammy with his experienced teacher look. Sammy felt uncomfortable,
wishing yet one more time that he'd gone to Susan's house.

Aiden had barely gotten back into his chair when Flo and Gordy arrived. He
went out and helped them bring a big cake and ice cream into the kitchen.
Dessert had arrived.

Aiden and Gordy went into the living room where Larry was chatting with
the two high school boys who would be supervising the pool. Both boys
worked part-time at the community pool in Kentburg gaining experience
getting kids to behave. Of course, none of those kids were excited about
being at a party where they could shed their inhibitions and be naked.

Everyone had arrived before noon. No one had brought swim trunks except
for Mason. None of the parents who drove their boys to the house came in,
except for Mason's mother.

Madeline Johnson insisted on making sure the two high school boys
supervising the pool were wearing their swimming suits. She wanted to
make sure there was a woman there helping to supervise. She was
pleased to see Flo Lansing, as promised. And finally, she wanted to make
sure there were no other older boys at the party. Larry breathed a sigh of
relief when she didn't single out Sammy as an older boy. When compared
to Muddy, whom Madeline knew, he wasn't very much bigger.

"I am certain it will be okay with everyone if Mason decides not to undress,"
Madeline told Larry. "He is a small boy and very sensitive. He told me he
was okay with seeing the other boys naked, but I worry about my little boy."

Madeline looked out of the big picture window and down at the pool. She
saw five naked boys climbing out of the pool, jumping into the pool,
wrestling, dunking, playing with a rubber ball, while they screamed and
yelled and laughed and had a blast—and they were just beginning.

She turned away and looked at Larry. "Well, they certainly seem to be
having a lot of fun," she observed. Larry breathed a sigh of relief that she
had turned when he saw Muddy climb out of the pool with his cock standing
straight up.

"They are young boys being young boys," Larry told her.

"You be good and have fun," she told Mason. "Remember, you don't have
to do anything you don't want to do."

"Yes, ma'am." Mason was chomping at the bit to get his clothes off.
Madeline kissed the top of Mason's head.

Larry escorted her to the front door just in time to see two boys ride up on
their bicycles. They were Trent and Collin, the two fifth graders. Larry told
them they could go around the house to the deck and pool area.

"Thanks, Coach Sanders," Trent called out as he and Collin raced around
the house.

When Aiden saw them, he pointed to the basement. "You can change in
there," he yelled. Jeffrey laughed at Aiden's choice of words—the two boys
weren't going to actually be changing, since they were already wearing
their birthday suits. Mason was pulling off his clothes as Trent and Collin
entered the basement.

"Hey, Mason," Trent grinned. "You must have just got here, too."

"Yep." Mason stepped out of his blue and red-trimmed briefs. He was now
completely naked, and proud of it. He couldn't believe how his mother kept
thinking that he would be embarrassed by seeing other boys naked or by
getting naked himself. She was so wrong. He thought being naked was the
greatest thing ever and was envious of his friends, like Aiden, Muddy, and
Miles, who could be naked or just in their underwear at home. But, from his
vantage point her thinking that way about him seemed to work in his favor.

Mason watched Trent and Collin quickly shed their clothes. He knew that
both boys were eleven and wondered what they would look like naked.
Would their dicks and balls be big? Would they have pubic hair? At ten,
Muddy was the oldest boy he had seen naked. Mason was fascinated by
how big his boner was and by the small smattering of little hairs at the base
of his cock.

He was disappointed that neither Trent nor Collin had pubic hair. But, their
dicks seemed bigger than all of his friends except for Muddy. He wondered
if he could suck them when the overnight phase of the party started.

He felt his little penis start to get hard. "I'm going out to the pool," he
announced as he dashed out of the basement door. He didn't mind if his
friends saw him with a boner, but he was hit with a sudden bout of shyness
at having his older teammates see him.

"He's a funny little bugger," Collin said.

"Kind of cute, too," Trent observed.

"Cute?"

"Yeah, because he's a little dude."

Both boys were fully naked now. "Would you call Aiden cute?" Collin asked.

"No, because he doesn't act cute. He's little, but he can get so serious."

"You should see him at school. He doesn't put up with shit from anybody."

"I know. We had Barry Bender come to our school and he hates Aiden. He
says Aiden got him kicked out of Lakeview."

"Yeah, and Barry wants to beat Aiden up this summer. Russell gave me a
message for Aiden that he better watch his back because Barry will be
waiting to jump his ass." Collin was a couple of months from starting sixth
grade and already was beginning to master middle school jargon.

"Maybe Russell isn't a big asshole after all," Trent said.

"Well, he is an asshole, but not like Barry and Roger are."

Trent couldn't help but check out Collin's naked body. Trent had seen
Collin in as little as just a pair of gym shorts, but this was the first time he'd
seen his teammate naked. While the boys went to different schools and
had often been teammates on various recreation teams, they had never
become close friends. As the baseball season came to a close he and
Collin started becoming more than teammates—they started becoming
friends. What he saw was a boy with longish, light brown hair that covered
his ears and bangs that hung to his eyes. He stood at four foot seven and
weighed a little over 70 pounds. He saw a boy in good physical condition
from playing three sports. But he was especially smitten by Collin's cock. It
was uncut and hung a couple of inches lower than his balls, which were
just starting to drop. He had no hair on his body except for a light dusting
on his arms.

Collin looked at his friend as well. Trent had darker hair, which was cut
short. It was not a buzz cut and required combing, but was short enough to
not become an out-of-control mop. He was two inches taller than Collin and
weighed close to 90 pounds. Collin liked Trent's trim, athletic body, his
brown eyes, and his handsome face. He took a quick look at Trent's boy
wares. Trent's cut cock was shorter than his, his balls tighter. Collin was
secretly pleased that while Trent's body was more mature, he was more
mature than his friend when it came to the cock and balls department.

The two eleven-year-olds shifted their eyes away from each other at the
same time as they suddenly realized what they were doing. Collin giggled
nervously and the two left the basement and joined the gaggle of naked
boys at the pool.

It stood to reason that naked boys who were nearing puberty, were on the
brink of puberty, or had reached puberty, would want to wrestle in the water
and get a bit naughty. They knew what the rules were in the pool area and
knew they were being watched. While they weren't worried about what
Jeffrey and Nick saw them do, they were a bit concerned about going too
far in front of the adults who were up in the house.

Muddy, Sammy, Trent, Mason, and Miles popped boners, but nobody
seemed to mind. The boys knew that nobody could see them when they
went into the basement, and when Mason saw Jeffrey leave the pool and
go into the basement, he followed the teenager. He watched the Hurricane
head for the toilet to piss and waited for him to finish. He could hear the
stream of the teen's piss hit the water in the bowl.

After flushing, Jeffrey turned and caught the little nine-year-old staring at
him. "It's all yours, little man," Jeffrey grinned.

"I'm not so little," Mason protested.

"Hey, I did call you a man, too, right?"

"Yeah," Mason grinned. "I guess little man isn't so bad. But, I don't got to go
to the bathroom."

"Oh? Are you ready to shower and get dressed already?"

"No. I thought maybe I was going to see you shower or something."

"Ah, you want to see the big teenager naked."

Mason nodded. "Can I see you naked? Please? I want to see how big you
are and see all your pubic hair." What Mason didn't say was that if he could
see Jeffrey's cock he'd ask if he could suck on it.

"Sorry, no can do."

"Why not? I wanted to see a big cock and maybe touch it to see what it's
like."

Jeff sighed audibly. He was loving Mason's naughty talk and his ego and
his libido told him to take his clothes off for the curious boy. Not long ago
he would have done it. But people like Coach Sanders and Coach Miller
kept making him act responsible, which pissed him off at times. He
remembered how a high school boy had loved him when he was Mason's
age and how wonderful it made him feel. But sex with that boy, who was
Marty, had been loving and special. He knew that anything he did with
Mason, even if it was just exposing his goods, would be gratuitous. He also
knew that if Mason was twelve or thirteen, the story might be different.

"I promised I wouldn't," Jeffrey said. As far as he was concerned that ended
the discussion. He considered connecting Mason with his brother, Sammy,
but decided that the two of them could connect on their own. Besides,
Sammy was already naked, which should satisfy the little horn dog, Jeffrey
thought.

When the initial thrill of swimming naked started to wear off, Nick and
Jeffery called the boys together. "We noticed that the coaches have some
pool volleyball gear in the storage area," Jeffrey said. "All those up for a
game, raise your hands."

All hands went up along with a loud cheer. Aiden didn't remember seeing
any volleyball gear in the underdeck storage area. The reason for that was
simple—Phil had purchased it after work just a couple of days before.

While Nick, Jeffrey, Sammy, Aiden, and Gordy set the floating net up, the
rest of the boys got out of the pool and raided the snacks on the pool patio.
While the patio was not protected by the plexi-glass screen that protected
the pool, it could not be seen from the road and it was unlikely anyone
would notice the boys' state of undress from the lake. Aiden had already
started sitting naked on the patio, reading a book or playing a game.

Once the volleyball "court" was set up, teams were picked and the games
commenced. Nick and Jeffrey did the picking and nobody argued with the
high school boys. While they did keep score, nobody took it terribly
seriously. Sammy, Muddy, and Miles had just as much fun going for the
balls of their friends as they did going after the volleyball.

Soon, others were joining in on the grab ass in between serves. Even
Jeffrey and Nick weren't immune from a crotch grab or a butt squeeze.
They were not convincing in expressing their displeasure.

On one play, right after Aiden returned a shot over the net, one of his
teammates reached between his legs and grabbed his tight little balls. He
turned and saw that it was Trent. Aiden giggled and smiled. He liked it that
Trent was willing to join in on the grab ass. He wondered if Collin, who was
on the other team, was goosing anybody.

Aiden soon got his revenge. When he grabbed Trent's pecker, he was
excited to find himself grabbing a boner. It felt like he was as big as Muddy
but not as big as Sammy or Chase. He didn't hesitate to grab it again and
Trent flashed him a big smile.

Eventually the volleyball game was forgotten after it had turned into a
wrestling match between the naked boys on the two teams. Nick and
Jeffrey took down the net before somebody got tangled up in it.

Jeffrey grinned when he noticed Sammy heading for the basement with
Mason trailing behind him. Sammy was flaccid, but Mason was sporting a
little peg of a boner.

"Do you gotta pee, too?" Sammy asked Mason. Mason nodded. "Then let's
pee together, if you can hit the toilet with that boner of yours."

Mason entered the stall and stood next to the twelve-year-old. He had to
struggle to do so, but he did manage to hit the toilet.

"Some guys just pee in the pool," Sammy said.

"That's gross," Mason responded as his little stream stopped.

"It's a lot less work. I've done it."

"You did it today?" the little nine-year-old gasped.

"No, because the coaches would kill me if they knew, but I bet some guys
did it. How many guys have you seen go to the bathroom? I've done it in
our pool at home a lot. So has Jeffrey and so has Nicky. The filters clean it
out fast."

The two boys walked back into the shower area and then on to the indoor-
outdoor carpet that covered the rest of the basement. "Somebody said you
like doing sex."

Sammy stopped and looked down at Mason. "Yeah, like who doesn't. But,
who told you that?"

"I dunno, somebody."

"You're lying."

Mason was lying, but he wasn't about to confess it. "I'll suck your dick if you
want."

"Now I know you're lying. You're just a little kid."

Mason, whose little dick was still hard, kneeled down in front of Sammy. He
was fascinated by the scattered pubic hairs in Sammy's pubic region. He
looked up at the young adolescent, who nodded his head. Sammy's cock
was springing up into an instant erection. Mason didn't know a cock could
go from soft to hard so fast.

"Do it," Sammy whispered.

Sammy grunted when Mason did exactly that and started sucking on
Sammy's head.

"Oh, shit dude, I didn't think you'd do it. Shit oh fuck oh damn."

Mason started using his tongue and licked Sammy's glans, then went to
work bobbing his head and sucking for all he was worth. Mason loved
having a cock in his mouth—he didn't know why he did, but he did. He still
hadn't learned the finer points of cock sucking, like playing with the other
boy's balls or licking them. He didn't know about stimulating a boy's rear
end or moving his hand up the other boy's belly. All he knew was that he
loved sucking on a cock and making somebody cum, so that was what he
did.

What he was doing was good enough for Sammy. Neither boy worried
about somebody else coming in. If they did get caught it would be by a
friend. Sammy's pubescent hormones flooded his system and it didn't take
long for him to reach the brink.

Mason knew from sucking Muddy, his almost regular partner, that Sammy
was ready to shoot, so he went after him with even more enthusiasm.
Sammy's breathing became ragged and he felt his knees start to buckle.
He held the younger boy's head and started fucking his mouth. "Fuck, little
dude, I'm ready to blow," Sammy grunted, "and it's gonna be right in your
mouth if you don't let go."

Cum in his mouth was exactly what Mason wanted. He loved it when
Muddy shot in his mouth. It was better than Miles not being able to do
anything but shake and quiver, not that doing Miles wasn't fun. Mason kept
sucking and Sammy kept fucking until he felt his cock thicken and drove his
four and a quarter inches fully down into Mason's throat.

Mason gagged and coughed while at the same time Sammy came,
shooting blasts of watery boy cum into the preteen's mouth. It was the
biggest load Mason had ever taken. The combination of cum and Sammy
being deep in his mouth, caused Mason to lose a lot of the older boy's
sperm. It flowed down his chin and onto his chest. Still, he managed to
swallow some and felt really good about what he had done. Once again, he
had made somebody happy, and he had made himself happy.

"Oh shit, dude, that was fucking awesome—totally fucking awesome.
Where did you learn to suck cock like that?" Sammy pulled his shriveling
cock out of the little boy's mouth. Mason swallowed a little more cum and
spit some remnants onto Sammy's cock.

They heard the door to the patio open and jumped, startled by somebody
coming in. "Oh, shit, dudes. I hope I didn't disturb anything important,"
came the teen baritone of seventeen-year-old Nicky.

"Damn, you scared us." Sammy wasn't worried about being caught by the
teen. He'd had Nicky's cock in his mouth a dozen times or so.

"Sorry, but I gotta take a piss." He looked at Mason, who was now standing
up. He noticed the cum on the boy's chin and chest. "Fuck, Mason, you
really are a little cock hound."

"Yep," Mason said proudly.

"You better shower that shit off before you go out," Nick said. "Not that
peeps haven't figured things out considering how long you two have been
in here."

"You mean you came in knowing what we were doing?" Sammy asked.

"Yeah, but a bit late. A couple of guys told me that Mason was a cock
hound when I asked where he was. So, I wanted to come in and see him at
work."

"He's pretty good," Sammy said, getting a big grin out of Mason. "But you
need to hang around with us older guys, we could teach you a lot," the
nearly thirteen-year-old boy advised.

Mason took the older boys' advice and turned on the shower, cleaning the
semen off of him as Nick and Sammy walked out. Mason still had an
unsatisfied boner, but that was fine with him. He had yet to realize that
there was more to the whole cock sucking business than giving the other
guy an orgasm. Mason was still a long way from puberty.

"Damn, that little fucker got me off big time!" Sammy confided to Nick as
they walked out to the patio.
"Yeah – I could tell by the big shit-eatin' grin on your face."
Sammy laughed and punched Nick on the shoulder. "You're just jealous!"
The door opened as Mason turned off the shower. "Hey, Mason, the
burgers and dogs are ready. Time to eat."  Aiden, like most of the other
boys, had no doubt about what had gone down between Mason and
Sammy, even with all of the evidence having been washed down the drain.

With all of the feeling of cocks, grabbing of asses, and boners popped
during the swimming party, Mason and Sammy messing around was the
only sexual play of the afternoon that led to an orgasm. The boys were
simply having too much fun being young boys, albeit somewhat erotic
young boys, to do much more than be naturists.

But, the overnight part of the party was yet to come. Even though only
Muddy, Trent, and Collin were pushing puberty among the Knights, a lot of
pent up feelings had built up in the boys during the afternoon. During their
young lives all of them had experienced some kind of sexual play, mostly
with each other. They had been naked and played a lot of grab ass during
their swim. Even though they were preadolescents, the boys would be
looking for some kind of pressure relief as they headed into the evening.

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Almost all of the boys dressed for mealtime. Nobody had insisted on it, it
simply seemed the right thing to do. Maybe Aiden pulling on a pair of shorts
first made his friends think that was what they had to do, or maybe they
were all simply thinking alike. Collin and Muddy remained naked, but
nobody seemed to mind, they just didn't follow suit.

After eating, the boys enjoyed themselves in various ways. Collin, Muddy,
Trent, Mason, and Miles did some more swimming—all of them in the
nude. Even though the temperature for the day had reached 80, an evening
wind started blowing off the lake and the swimmers abandoned the pool.
They showered and dried off. Trent put shorts and a t-shirt on, but the
others remained naked.

Upstairs there were board games, video games, and a movie on television.
There was also a surprise game. Since Aiden never went into the storage
area between the garage and the basement, he didn't know what had been
sitting there since Saturday. Jeffrey and Nick helped Phil maneuver a new
ping pong table into the basement. They had hardly got the net fastened
when Trent and Collin challenged the two high schoolers to a game.

"Best two out of three," Trent challenged.

"Maybe against somebody else," Jeffrey said. "But Nick and Sammy and
me have to get going before it gets dark."

"You have lights on your bikes, don't you?"

"Yep, but none of us likes riding in the dark. But don't worry, we have time
to kick you guys's asses before we go."

As the four started their game, the others were discussing future matchups.

"How come you didn't tell me about the table?" Aiden asked Larry.

"We wanted it to be a surprise the first time around."

"It certainly has added new life to the party," Phil observed.

"Yeah, but I could have played you and gotten the table broken in," Aiden
groused.

"We know. But you're going to have plenty of opportunities to play, and we
only had one chance to pull off a surprise," Larry chuckled.

Jeffrey and Nick won their game easily by a 15-5 score.

"Time for us to go," Jeffrey said.

Trent shook his head. "We want revenge."

"Some other time. Let's go guys, "Jeffrey said to Nick and Sammy.

"But, I wanted to play," Sammy whined.

Sensing an argument between the siblings blazing up, Aiden stepped in.
"Me and Sammy can play somebody to eleven."

Jeffrey thought about that for a moment and then said, "Good compromise,
dude. I can see why Marty likes you so much—you're pretty smart."

Gordy and Miles became the first two to accept the challenge. Sammy was
a pretty good ping pong player. While none of the three fourth graders had
much experience at ping pong, they were coordinated, athletic boys.

The game was very competitive. With the score tied at ten, Sammy
reminded everybody that a team had to win by two for it to be an "official
win." Jeffrey's groan more than showed his displeasure at the prospect of
the game going on forever.

Fortunately for family peace, Sammy and Aiden scored the next two points
and quickly won the game 12-10. Sammy and Aiden shared high fives and
low fives along with broad grins. "You can be on my ping pong team
anytime," Sammy told Aiden. Aiden went upstairs with Sammy, Jeffrey, and
Nick. They thanked everyone and said their good-byes to Larry and Phil.

Larry told Aiden that the basement now belonged to the boys. "We won't
bother you unless we think the house is in danger of being knocked down."

"Daddy, that is so dumb," Aiden griped.

"Dumb or not, your dad and I need to be prepared."

Aiden, Gordy, Collin, Muddy, and Trent helped take snacks and drinks
down to the basement. All but Aiden and Gordy were naked. The boys had
already taken their belongings downstairs. After being sure they had
everything they needed, all of the boys stripped naked. While nobody said
anything about their messing around, the boys all knew they were going to
mess around.

Trent, Collin, Muddy, and Mason quickly sported boners. But, somebody
needed to get the conversation to sex, or grab a dick, or slap an ass to get
something started. To start with the boys played games. There was naked
ping pong, a game of War, a checkers' game, and sometimes some boys
just sitting around watching dicks on the ping pong players bounce or
checking out who got hard, who went soft, and who stayed the way they
were.

The tension was finally broken by Muddy, who had not lost his boner since
they all got naked. "Mudrak is very horny," he announced.

"You must be," Trent said. "You've had a boner almost all day."

"Will you help to make it go away?"

"You want me to help? How?"

"He wants somebody to jerk him off," Miles said.

"Or suck him off," Mason added.

Trent turned to Mason. "You mean like suck his dick?" he asked.

"Duh. That is exactly what he means," Collin told his friend. "You should
hear these guys at lunch. They talk about boners and sex and shit all the
time." Collin figured he had to start saying "shit" and "fuck" a lot since he
would be starting sixth grade and middle school in September. "I know I
never talked about that stuff in fourth grade."

"You were in fourth grade a year ago," Miles reminded him.

"Yep. Other than some of us showing off our cocks and maybe touching
them we never did stuff like you guys talk about."

"You mean all the fourth graders here have, like, done blow jobs?" Trent
asked incredulously. His three-and-a-half-inch boy cock was harder than it
had ever been in his entire life.

Trent knew about blow jobs because his fourteen-year-old brother,
Jackson, talked about them the last time they jerked off together. He said
he'd had a couple of blow jobs without revealing who had done it to him.
Trent also knew about masturbation because Jackson had shown him how
to pleasure himself a couple of months ago. He knew about cum because
he'd seen Jackson shoot it over himself. But he and his brother had only
jerked off together five times and had never touched each other sexually.

After learning the ropes from Jackson, he had jerked off with both Vance
and Patrick, his classmates and teammates on the Knights. It had been a
kind of show-and-tell masturbation—Trent and his jerkoff partner never
touched each other. They were all dry, so their youthful orgasms were
somewhat unexciting. Trent liked doing it with Jackson better, because of
the cum factor.

"Some of us have given blow jobs," Miles said.

"For real? Like who's done it?"

"Don't look at me," Collin said, ready to protect his reputation, even though
he'd had a few boy cocks in his mouth. After all, what were naked, horny
boys supposed to do at a nudist camp?

The fourth graders looked at each other, wondering who was going to
confess first. Miles decided that since he had admitted that some of them
had given a blow job, he'd break the ice. "I have."

"No way," Trent said, stunned that he had just finished elementary school
without ever doing something like that and that his Knights teammates who
had just become fifth graders had done actual sexual stuff.

"Yes, way," Aiden said. "But, you gotta promise never to tell anybody about
us doing it."

"Hey, what happens in the basement stays in the basement," Trent said,
paraphrasing what his parents said about things happening in Las Vegas.
"Who have you done it with?"

"We can't tell you about anybody not in the room" Aiden insisted. "We all
promise to keep that stuff secret."

"Fair enough, but I know you guys here have done things together."

Aiden and Miles looked at each other and nodded. "Me and Aiden have
done it with each other," Miles said.

"You're the high school baseball coach's son and you've sucked a dick?"
Trent asked, not thinking about the fact that Aiden's fathers were gay and
had been sucking dick for years.

"I have done it," Muddy said, avoiding third person.

"And me," Mason grinned.

Trent looked at Rusty and Gordy.

"Never," Rusty and Gordy said simultaneously. They both had boners so
Trent figured they had no problem with the idea, even if they'd never done
it. He felt the same way.

"I've done it," Collin finally confessed. "We mess around a lot at the nudist
camp—like even out in the woods and shit like that." Collin was the middle
of three children in his family. He had an older sister, Clara, who was
fourteen and a younger sister, Susan, who was seven. Being nudists, he'd
seen them naked almost every day. It was something he never gave any
thought to except that it seemed perfectly natural.

"Doing it in the woods would be real fun," Mason giggled.

"I'd be embarrassed to be naked in the woods," Gordy said.

"You're embarrassed to be naked here," Miles chided him.

"Shut up. I`m naked and I got a boner, so I can't be too embarrassed."

"Are we going to have an orgy or something like that?" Aiden asked with
concern in his voice. He felt it was one thing to mess around with a couple
of friends, but having eight of them doing sex stuff in front of each other
made him feel uncomfortable. The most boys he had done sex together
with was three: Chase, Hatcher, and Darnell. He'd been in situations with
more boys, but some of them only watched. To him, the atmosphere in the
room had become supercharged and it made him nervous.

"With eight of us all naked with boners, it sure looks like an orgy," Miles
giggled.

Without fanfare, Mason sidled over to Trent, got down on his knees, and
slipped the eleven-year-old's three-and-a-half inches of boyhood into his
mouth, quickly using his lips and tongue to instantly give Trent feelings he
didn't know existed.

"What are you doing, Mason?" Trent gasped.

Mason lifted his head off of Trent's cut cock, a sliver of salvia connected his
lips to the older boy's erection. "Starting the orgy."

"Uh, uh," Trent protested. "No way I'm getting my dick sucked in front of
everybody."

"I don't want to do an orgy," Rusty said. "I just want to go to sleep."

"Me too," Gordy concurred.

Aiden could see his party starting to come apart and decided to step in with
a compromise. "How about we turn the lights off and anybody can do
whatever he wants. Since we can't see each other, then it can't be an
orgy."

"Mudrak has done orgies. Sometimes we turn the lights off," Muddy said,
slipping back into third person. His English tutor was trying to wean him
from changing point of view, but his progress was slow. "Me and my
brothers and sister and my cousins, we do lots of orgies. They are very
much fun to do, but better with lights on."

"We don't even do them at the nudist camps," Collin said. "Just two or three
of us might mess around together. Well, I've done four a couple of times,
but that was just jerking off. I'm good with having my first orgy. I bet older
kids do them."

"Some guys don't want to," Aiden said. "When you're messing around, you
should never make anybody do what they don't want to do."

"So, they can watch the rest of us."

"I don't want to do an orgy either," Miles declared. That surprised Aiden
since Miles seemed to like doing sexual things so much.

"Me either," Trent said. "But I kinda liked what Mason was doing to me," he
grinned.

It was finally agreed to turn off the lights. The night light in the shower and
bathroom area and the light from the spots in back filtering in between the
blinds, would keep it from becoming totally dark. Everybody could do what
they wanted and nobody would be gawking at them.

Before the lights went out, the boys paired up. They hadn't planned to pair
up, it just happened. Mason was with Trent, ready to finish what he had
started. Gordy was with Aiden, confident that his best friend wouldn't make
him feel badly if he didn't do anything. Collin paired up with Muddy. The
eleven-year-old boys were on the brink of puberty, if not already there, and
were incredibly horny. Miles and Rusty were the last pair, neither of them
sure what they wanted, but both of them had throbbing erections with Miles
more sure of what to do about his than Rusty was about his.

While nobody was sure what the others in the group were doing, they all
thought that everybody was doing something sexual, which made their
young bodies shiver from the sexual urges coursing through them. Some,
like Trent and Rusty, were hornier than they had ever been in their lives.

What Mason was doing to Trent with his mouth sent the eleven-year-old
into another dimension. He had no idea anything could feel so good. This
was much different than jerking off with his brother or with Vance or Patrick.

Collin and Muddy knew their way around sexually—at least for a couple of
preteens. They got comfortable on top of Collin's sleeping bag, looking at
each other in the dim light of the room.

"You already have hair," Collin whispered.

"Since I was ten," Muddy bragged.

"Cool. Do you shoot?"

"Yes."

"I get a drop to come out sometimes, but I guess it isn't really shooting. But
I'm gonna shoot and have hair really soon."

"Do you know what sixty-nine is?" Muddy asked.

"Yeah." After weeks of listening to the fourth graders on the Knights talk
about sex at lunch and sometimes before or after baseball practice, he was
glad he no longer had to hide his own experiences. He hadn't wanted to
seem weird, so he kept saying things about how they were doing stuff even
though they were still only nine. He was genuinely surprised, but looking
back at himself, he was just a few days past his tenth birthday the first time
he messed around with a boy. Carlos Hernandez was thirteen then and
was fourteen now. They still enjoyed doing things together when they were
staying at the nudist camp at the same time and could get away from their
parents.

"You want to sixty-nine?"

Collin's answer was to get into position so they could take care of their hard
cocks. The two eleven-year-olds were more than ready for action.

Miles and Rusty got into Rusty's sleeping bag together. After some
bantering back and forth, they decided to jerk off. Miles agreed that they
wouldn't touch each other. While Miles wished Rusty would be more
sexual, at least he was willing to do something.

 Aiden and Gordy weren't sure what to do, but for different reasons. Gordy
was wondering if he should do anything, even in the dark. Aiden was
wondering if he could get Gordy to let him jerk him off. He'd done it once
before and badly wanted to do it again.

"Can I touch your boner?" Aiden whispered after he climbed into Gordy's
sleeping bag.

"I don't know. Everybody here will know," Gordy replied.

"They're all doing stuff together. They won't know anything. We will know
all about them, anyway." Aiden knew what Mason was doing to Trent and
even in the dark it was obvious what was happening on top of Collin's
sleeping bag.

Gordy wished he was alone with Aiden. He was certain that if it were just
him spending the night with Aiden, he would let Aiden touch his boner. He
wanted Aiden to touch him badly—he'd wanted his best friend to do it more
times than he could say since that day Aiden had jerked him off. But right
now he was afraid of what everyone would think, even though nobody
seemed to care about the things that Muddy, Mason, and Miles were
doing—or even Aiden, for that matter.

The nine-year-old had been suffering from sensory overload, from the
naked swimming to the sex-charged atmosphere of the basement. "Okay,
you can touch it." He wasn't sure how the words he heard had come from
his mouth, but there was no doubt they'd found their way to Aiden's ears.

Aiden didn't hesitate to place his little hand on Gordy's three inches of
uncut boy cock. Gordy shivered at the touch and heard a new surprise flow
from his mouth. "You can jerk me off."

"Are you sure?" Aiden asked.

"Yes, please do it," Gordy wanted Aiden's hand jerking him off before he
changed his mind and wussed out. He knew he shouldn't let Aiden do it to
him, but he'd been good long enough. From the time they got caught
wrestling naked by Larry, he'd wanted to do naughty stuff like that again.
And since Aiden had jerked him off, he'd wanted to do sex stuff even more.

It was weird that he wanted Aiden to give him the good feeling in a room
full of his friends, but this time he didn't care. All he cared about right then
was the feel of Aiden's hand on his hard pecker as it stroked him,
generating strong feelings in his little body and his little-boy erection. Out of
the corner of his eye Gordy could see what was happening between Collin
and Muddy and was beginning to think that this must truly be an orgy. All
the sex going on must be why I am feeling like I want to do it too, he
thought.

Trent knew he was going cum and he didn't want to. He wanted the new
feelings that Mason was generating to last, but he couldn't stop himself.
What was happening was too new and too strong. He let out a long, high-
pitched moan, his body quivered, his dick started having contractions, and
he had the dry cum of his life in Mason's mouth. Mason knew what he had
done to the older boy, whom he admired not only as a star athlete, but also
was a genuinely nice person. He was proud to have made Trent have an
intense orgasm.

Collin hovered over Muddy, fucking his mouth for all he was worth, while
taking him as deep as he could without choking. Even though it was dark,
he knew everybody could tell what he was doing. In a way, the fact that
Collin was moving from elementary school to middle school meant he was
now one of the big boys.

Muddy and Collin were hard at work sucking each other, their boyish
moans vibrating their partner's cocks. They were both close to cumming.
Collin looked forward to tasting Muddy's sperm. He liked the taste of cum
and was happy that he was sucking somebody who was "wet", as the big
boys at the nudist camp called it. Both boys were uncut and knew how to
make the other feel especially good.

When Collin was ready he buried his cock into Muddy's mouth down to his
bare pubic area, his cock hitting him with an intense dry cum as he tried
desperately to fill Muddy's mouth with seed that was not yet ready to be
ejaculated. Collin's squeaky orgasm set Muddy off and he shot three jets of
clear semen into Collin's mouth, pleased that the fifth grader eagerly
swallowed what little he had to offer.

Miles and Rusty got off around the same time. They tried unsuccessfully
not to be noisy as their cocklets quivered and their little bodies shuddered
to a pair of dry cums. Miles wished Rusty would have been okay with them
jerking each other off.

As Trent recovered from his orgasm, he suffered through a wave of
depression and guilt over what he'd done. He felt like he needed to be
alone, and his sleeping bag was the place for that.

"Thanks for doing that," he told Mason, not sure if he meant it. "I better get
into my sleeping bag."

"Okay," was all Mason said. He stood up and shuffled to the bathroom to
pee. Mason was used to the rejection, to not getting anything back. Still, he
happily sucked anybody who would let him do it, not yet realizing there was
more to the sex business than making the other person happy—the other
person should be willing to reciprocate. But, the day would come when he
would no longer be so compliant and realize he needed to get what was
coming to him as well. But, for the moment while the little boy liked
orgasms, he didn't think they were all that important.

Trent waited for Mason to leave his bedding area and then went to the toilet
and peed. After getting into his own sleeping bag he thought about how
much he liked what Mason had done to him. He wondered if liking a blow
job from a boy meant that he was gay. He knew that he wanted another of
those blow jobs. The question in his mind was, would he let a guy do it to
him again?

 On Collin's sleeping bag, Muddy asked if he could kiss Collin. "This way I
taste my cum," he explained. "It is not a sex kiss." Collin had seen older
boys do that at the nudist camp, but had never done it himself. He decided
he might as well be like the older boys now that he was going to middle
school.

"Sure, you can kiss me," he told Muddy. Muddy got on top of Collin and
initiated the kiss, right away moving his tongue into Collin's mouth. Collin
understood what to do, and allowed it in, letting Muddy move his tongue
around his mouth.

Not knowing what was going to happen, Collin had swallowed most of
Muddy's cum. The kiss didn't last long; the first thought to go through
Collin's mind when Muddy finished was, if that wasn't a sex kiss, then I
wonder what a sex kiss feels like. "Did you taste it?" Collin asked.

"No. I think we waited too long to kiss."

Collin and Muddy went into the bathroom, stood next to each other at the
toilet, and sent their yellow streams flowing into the bowl, smiling at each
other as they did. After shaking off, they went back into the big room and
crawled into Collin's sleeping bag. It seemed to be understood that they
would be sleeping together, something Collin never was able to do after
messing around with boys at the nudist camp.

As he and Muddy cuddled up, Collin realized that he had never had as
much fun with another boy. He wanted to be friends with Muddy. As he
wrapped himself around Collin's naked body, Muddy was having the same
feelings.

As for Miles and Rusty, their masturbating together was a simple matter of
two preadolescents relieving built up tensions and having fun. "I'm going to
sleep now," Rusty said. Miles got the hint and went to his own sleeping
bag.

Aiden and Gordy paid little attention to the other boys in the room, even
when they moved around, or moaned, or screeched, or got up and went to
pee. Gordy lay with his eyes closed, reveling in the feel of Aiden's thumb
and forefinger moving along his cocklet, bringing up sensations that were
incredible. Aiden knew exactly what was happening as Gordy let out a
soprano squeak and raised his hips, trying to shove his little boner deep
into his best friend's hand. His feet kicked the top of the sleeping bag up, a
surprisingly deep groan coming from deep within him, and he shook with
total pleasure.

After Aiden slowed down and then let go of Gordy, his friend stroked his
arm. "That was so awesome—more awesome than any time before."

"I keep telling you...," Aiden grinned.

"What are you going to do?" Gordy asked. "You need to get an orgasm
thing too."

"Roll over on your side," Aiden commanded. Gordy complied, his back to
his friend. "Remember when we wrestled naked when we were new
friends?" Aiden asked.

"Yes."

"And I was humping you?"

"Humping? What's humping?"

"That's what the big kids call it when you rub your dick on somebody."

"Oh." Gordy started giggling. "You were humping my butt."

"It felt good," Aiden told him as he pushed his little cock against Gordy's
right ass cheek, the one that was up. He started humping along his friend's
smooth skin, wishing he could put some lotion on his pecker to make it go
smoother. He finally spit on his hand, stopped his motion, and rubbed the
spit around his cock. He thought about how much more fun it would be if
Gordy licked him to get him wet.

Aiden wrapped his hand around Gordy's naked torso and went back to
humping his friend's ass. This was better than the first time, because this
time he knew it was sexy and he was certain Gordy liked what he was
doing. His cocklet slipped down and he found himself humping Gordy's
crack. Aiden didn't realize how close his actions were to fucking Gordy's
ass.

Ass fucking wasn't something any of the boys thought about, except for
Muddy. For them the idea was so foreign it was like it wasn't real. Although
Muddy was still a virgin, he'd watched his cousins and brothers do it to
each other and knew he would be doing it soon as well.

Aiden was humping madly, and as his climax approached he pushed hard
on Gordy's butt cheeks as he held his friend tightly. He was the last of the
boys to cum, and the high-pitched squeaks he unsuccessfully tried to
muzzle advertised his pleasure to everyone. He shook and shivered,
holding Gordy tightly as he had a mind blowing orgasm. Gordy didn't
understand why, but he had not only loved being masturbated, he had also
loved the feelings generated by Aiden holding him tight and humping him.

He finally relaxed and eased up his hold on Gordon. But, he didn't let his
friend go as he spooned into his rear. The two friends fell asleep in that
position.

Some might consider the happenings of that night to be an orgy. Others
would say it was somewhat naďve and innocent boys experimenting with a
feeling of privacy because the lights were off. The boys couldn't tell what it
was they did.

But, each of them had crossed some kind of line they'd never crossed
before. For some, it was doing something sexy in a room full of other boys.
Even in a mostly darkened room it was scary because nobody was truly
hidden, especially with all of the noise they were making. For others, like
Trent and Gordy, it was about doing something totally different.

Whether they knew it or not, the boys had stepped irrevocably into new
territory. For all the young boys, and for Aiden especially, the sex stepped
up because they had crossed a thin line into the very edge of the dreaded
`P' word—puberty.

Next: Family Visit