Date: Thu, 27 Apr 2017 01:13:00 +0000 From: Douglas DD Subject: Aiden Chapter 47 Welcome back. This chapter was back quicker from editors than I had anticipated, so I might as well send it out. I do have to give a disclaimer. If any of you were looking for steamy sex, this is the chapter where it happens. One boy loses his virginity in this chapter (don't worry, it's not our little hero—he is a long way from being ready for this big step). If you aren't into the steamy side of sex, read the chapter until you get to the CHASE subtitle. Please show your appreciation for this source of stories by donating to the Nifty Archive. CHAPTER 47 JULY NIGHTS Aiden was up early on Independence Day morning. He slowly disentangled himself from Logan and eased out of his bed, hoping he didn't wake up Logan. He sat at his desk and booted up his computer. He went to the website of the Peoria Mariners, the Seattle Mariners' team in the Arizona Rookie League. He hadn't looked up how Marty was doing since his cousins arrived and he couldn't put off checking on his big bro any longer. The clock on his shelf read 7:05, but he didn't care how early it was—he had to look. He saw that Marty had played on Saturday and Sunday, going 4-for-9 with a double, a home run, and 3 RBI. He had not appeared in the Monday or Tuesday games, which surprised him, since they were the first games he'd missed. Marty hadn't texted him about missing the games so he quickly toggled over to his emails, missing the link on the website to the news about Marty. He saw that he had an email from Marty with the subject line reading "Promotion". He quickly opened the email and read it. "Hey, bro. I was going to text you this news, but it was too long for a text and I figured you'd read this almost as quick. The manager called me into his office after our Sunday game and told me I was being promoted to the Everett Aqua Sox. That means I'm going from Rookie League to Low A. Hope you and your dads can make a trip up to see me play. I love you, little bro." Aiden whooped out loud at the news. If he hadn't woken up Logan when he got out of bed, he did now. Chase woke up with a start. "What the fuck was that about?" he barked. "Marty got promoted to Everett," Aiden prattled. "He's going to be playing close to us." Everett was about a 45-minute drive north of Seattle in good traffic, and Seattle was around two hours from Mayfield in good traffic. "I gotta go tell my dads." "What, you're gonna go wake them up, too?" "Yep, I gotta. It's big news." Chase looked at him like he'd lost his mind. Aiden zipped out the door, wearing just his white briefs. He wasn't surprised at Marty's promotion. In his mind, Marty should have been promoted to the Major League Mariners. He scrambled down the stairs, teetering on the brink of falling down to the bottom. He knocked on Larry and Phil's door, waking them out of a sound sleep. "Can I come in?" he called out. "What's wrong?" came a muffled mumble from one of his dads. "Nothing, I gotta tell you something." "I had a feeling we weren't going to get to sleep in," Larry told Phil. "When Aiden gets excited he is like a runaway freight train." "Don't come into the bed," Phil called out. Aiden knew that was code for "We are naked under the covers." While he couldn't go into the bed, he could get on the bed, and he all but dived on the big king bed. "So what's all this fuss about?" Larry asked. "Marty got promoted to the Aqua Sox," Aiden told them with his brand of unbridled enthusiasm. "That is awesome news. It sounds even more awesome since we thought there was some kind of emergency." "This is even more exciting than an emergency," Aiden grinned. "Can we go up to watch him play? Please, oh pretty pleeeeeeeease." "I think that can be arranged," Phil chuckled. "If we're lucky, the schedule might allow us to work it into our Mariner trip." Larry and Phil had already arranged to take Aiden and Gordy to Seattle for a weekend Mariner series later in the month. "Yippee. I can't wait." He kissed both of his dads on their cheeks. "You're the best dads ever." He leaped off of the bed and ran upstairs to text Marty and to answer his email. Logan was awake and sitting up in bed, but Chase had fallen back to sleep. Logan got out of bed and dressed. As much as he wanted to stay in just his underpants, Aiden dressed as well as soon as he finished his messages. Once they were dressed they left Chase snoozing away in his sleeping bag. Troy woke up Chase an hour later, and by nine they headed for the Mayfield Café where Larry had arranged to have space for seven reserved. The café generally didn't take reservations, but Larry didn't have much trouble talking the owner into saving space in his party room. Larry had learned quickly that being a celebrity in a small town had its perks. The day went by quickly. The two families watched the annual town parade. The parade almost always featured a couple of the town's athletic teams. Lately the high school baseball team had been regulars, but not this year. The girls' softball team had won the Seamount League championship and made it to the state regionals. The middle school boys' baseball team had an undefeated season, winning the Seamount Middle School title. Those were the two featured sports teams for the year. After the parade almost the entire town gathered at the town's central park for the open market and the town barbeque. There was no way Mayfield could compete with the Centralia fireworks show. By late afternoon, those who wanted to watch the big show headed for Centralia in order to find prime places to set up their seats. Through the magic of texting, the Bednarzyks found the Millers and set up close to them. Chase and Sammy took off to find their own places to view the show. Two of Sammy's baseball teammates were with him. Chase found himself liking them a lot and the feeling was mutual. During the evening, Sammy confirmed more than once that Chase would be spending the next night at his house. It didn't escape Sammy and Chase that their fathers were both lawyers. What was ironic was that Sammy's father did defense work while Chase's father was a prosecuting attorney. They should not have been surprised by the fact that their two fathers hit it off right away and found a great deal to talk about before the fireworks show. For the men, it was noted that none of them drank alcohol and that they didn't drink because they couldn't. Phil and Troy talked a lot about AA as well as lawyer stuff and, of course, sports. It was the first time Aiden had seen a major fireworks show and he was mesmerized. The show took place at the high school football stadium, but the best seats were on the high school grounds. People brought their lawn chairs and set them up where they felt the viewing would be best. As far as Aiden was concerned, their location was the best—how could any other place match the view they had? That night the sleeping arrangements were the same. As with the night before, none of them messed around. The only difference was Logan spooning Aiden and wrapping his arms around him. It made no difference to Aiden where his cousin was—Logan could have been on the other side of the room because they both were so tired they fell asleep almost instantly. Aiden did like having his cousin draped over him, however. Phil was up early on Thursday, although not as early as usual as he skipped his morning jog. He decided he wanted the extra sleep more and could make up the jog in the evening. After the boys ate breakfast, Aiden, Logan, and Chased discussed what they wanted to do once the day warmed up. "Skinny dipping sounds good to me," Chase said. Aiden corrected him. "We're going to be naturists." "Whatever. Naked is naked." "I don't want to swim naked," Logan protested. "Then don't," Chase said. While he was willing to cut his little brother some slack, his patience only went so far. "I want to swim naked." "You can do it," Aiden said, "but if Logan doesn't want to do it, I won't either." "That's okay," Logan said. "I can stay in the house and read." "No way, Logan. You're my guest and you should be able to be outside and use the pool." "You guys can be naked; I'll put my swimming trunks on." Logan didn't mind looking at nudity, he just didn't want to be naked himself. Aiden finally said he would join Chase as a naturist, but only if Logan "totally" didn't mind. Of course the big obstacle to being naturists was getting it past their parents. Larry, of course, didn't have an issue with kids being naturists. Troy had no problem with it either. Most boys, Logan being an exception, liked being naked when they could. Sue, on the other hand, was concerned about Logan's feelings as well as with Chase and Aiden being naked in public. Larry assured her that it was nearly impossible to see into the pool and pool patio from the highway or from the lake. She sat down with Logan to gauge her younger son's feelings. After feeling confident that Logan was okay with Chase and Aiden skinny dipping and wouldn't suffer any trauma from being exposed to the nude boys, she said she was okay with them skinny dipping. "We're not skinny dipping, we're being naturists," Chase said after his father gave the okay to skinny dip. He looked over at Aiden, and his cousin flashed him his patented grin. They didn't hit the pool until after lunch. The sun burned away the gray clouds of the morning, and the temperature was predicted to climb into the mid-seventies. A little after one, Chase and Aiden went out on the pool patio, stripped off their shorts, shirts, and underpants, and jumped into the pool. Troy and Larry sat on the deck, watching the boys splash, wrestle, and scream and yell in their high-pitched boyish voices. "Ah, to be that age again and be able to get naked, skinny dip, and be carefree like Chase and Aiden," Troy lamented. "Those two have no problems with their bodies at all." "That's true. Aiden was quite open about being scantily clad or nude almost from the time he arrived, which was a bit out of character in many ways," Larry said. "Maybe it was a way of his rebelling. We know that his preference was to live with me instead of you and Phil. If he kept pushing the envelope, you might just kick him out and send him to me." "That has certainly changed." "Yeah," Troy smiled. "Congratulations on having your own son—especially one on the cusp of puberty," he laughed. "Now if you could just loosen Logan up a bit, he might...," Larry stopped suddenly. "Well, will you look at that." The men looked down at the patio as Logan tossed his swimming trunks on a patio chair, and then jumped naked into the pool. "Wow, this brief visit seems to be revealing an entirely new Logan Miller," Troy observed. "It's good that Sue decided to make this her day to attack the Centralia Outlet Mall." "Damn, Logan, you're naked," Chase said, stating the obvious. "It feels good being naked in the water," Logan told him. Chase looked at his little brother in an entirely new way. The boys spent almost two hours throwing around a rubber ball, playing Marco Polo, wrestling, playing tag, and just plain goofing around. Troy couldn't remember when he's seen Logan laughing so much and being so carefree. It was like a mantle of shyness had been lifted from his younger son, at least for now. The boys ran out of gas before Sue got back from Centralia. They showered and dressed in the basement and went upstairs. Chase saw that he had a text from Sammy. "U comin 4 dinner?" Chase asked Troy about getting a ride to Sammy's house so he could have dinner there. Larry told Troy he could use his car to take Chase to the Bednarzyk's. Chase grabbed his toilet kit, his sleeping bag, and a fresh pair of boxers. Troy got explicit directions from Larry. It wasn't easy to get lost in the small town, but it was possible. "Give me a call tomorrow when you're ready to be picked up," Troy instructed his son. "His parents will probably give me a ride back." "Not everybody is on vacation this week," Troy reminded him. Chase grunted, grabbed his stuff, and went to the front door where Sammy was waiting for him. Chase was ready for what he hoped would be a wild night. He was incredibly horny, and if Sammy was too—well, who knew what might happen. SAMMY Like Logan, Sammy had been a quiet, somewhat introspective boy. However, he did not have the naiveté of Logan. He was very aware of the sexual goings on surrounding his brother Jeffrey. One can't live with a Hurricane and not be affected by the passing storm. While Chase followed his parents' lead and protected Logan from the things he did with his friends, Jeffrey introduced Sammy to sex just like Marty had introduced him. By the time he was ten, Sammy had a pretty good idea of what boy sex was about and set out to learn about sex with girls. He lost his virginity before he was eleven, and by the time he was eleven and in middle school, he saw himself as a stud among readily available girls. Sammy soon found out that sixth grade girls weren't all waiting for him to seduce them, not that he didn't deflower a couple. He quickly discovered that his buddies were much more available for sex, or messing around as it were. As a result, he also saw himself as a stud among boys. While Jeffrey was quite active sexually, he didn't go seeking sex for the sake of sex the way Sammy did. When his younger brother started having intercourse with girls, Jeffrey suggested to his father that it might be a good time for a birds-and-bees talk with Sammy. One good thing that came out of that talk was Sammy using a condom when fucking a girl, especially when he started shooting semen, which wasn't long after he turned eleven. Jeffrey's sex was with close friends, with his big bro, and with Sammy. He found himself falling in love with Nick and they had an affair that was on and off, depending on how much Nick was into girls at the time. Sammy had sex for the sake of sex. His friends Bryson and Dustin were his usual bed buddies, and sucking and fucking occurred frequently between the three. Of course, they talked about the hottest girls while they made out with each other. Towards the end of sixth grade, Sammy had sex with some girls a year or two older than him, whom he usually met at parties. The older girls thought he was cute and non-threatening. But, his age- mates saw him as pushy and obnoxious. That changed before the end of sixth grade when, through a series of notes delivered by go-betweens, Susan Fielder asked him to go out with her. He liked Susan and accepted immediately, only to learn that going out with a girl he liked didn't mean that he was going to be able to fuck her. Still, he stuck with her, stubbornly hoping he could get beyond second base and into some serious sex. During seventh grade he managed to get naked with Susan a couple of times, but she wouldn't let him touch her below the waist. She did jerk him off a couple of times, however. He and his friends would whine during their overnights about girls who wouldn't put out, and then the boys would fuck each other. They switched top and bottom roles often, so they wouldn't have to always play the role of a girl. Sammy also discovered pot during seventh grade. He and Bryson got high together during their overnights, and Sammy found ways to light up by himself. Bryson's liberal parents supplied beer for the boys, which Dustin indulged in even though he wouldn't get involved with pot smoking. Sammy thought sex was even more fun when he had a good buzz going. He knew he had to work hard to keep his parents and Jeffrey from finding out about this particular activity. While Susan wouldn't go all the way with him, he liked her enough to not go to bed with other girls, except for a couple of slips at parties when he was buzzed. Sammy totally enjoyed his sex Bryson and Dustin, not to mention some other boys. He knew Susan wouldn't find out about his sexual activities with boys, but he worried about how she would react if she found he had been unfaithful with girls a couple of times. Then Sammy met Chase and had an instant crush on him. When he found out that Chase would be coming to Mayfield for Independence Day, he had a constant hard-on. His found that his feelings were justified when he saw Chase at Aiden's house. The sex in the basement shower gave him feelings for Chase that he had never experienced before, not even with Susan Fielder. While he was confused about those feelings, he didn't put much effort into fighting them. What he did know was that he just HAD to have Chase spend a night with him before he left for home. That was where Sammy stood when Chase arrived at his house. They had just enough time to get into pool for a while before dinner. Sammy's mother insisted they wear their swimming suits, with didn't sit well with either boy. Dinner was fried chicken with dumplings. Jeffrey had invited Nick for dinner. Chase thought the dinner was outstanding, and he loved the chocolate cake even better. The boys let dinner settle and returned to the pool. Jeffrey, Nick, and Sammy's father joined them this time, so the two pubescent boys behaved themselves even as they battled on and off hard- ons. Jeffrey was amused by the shifting and adjusting going on in the boys' swimming trunks. Sammy and Chase would be sleeping in the apartment across from the pool deck where Marty had lived. By eight o'clock, the boys said were going to the apartment to watch a movie. Jeffrey knew exactly what the two horny boys were going to really do and wished he could join them. But, he did have Nick for company, which would work out just fine once they got to bed. "What are we going to watch," Chase asked as they entered the little apartment. Sammy showed Chase a Batman movie. Both boys knew they weren't going to finish it, even if they managed to start it. "In a little less than three weeks, I'll be joining you as a teenager," Sammy revealed proudly as Chase sat on the couch in the cozy living room. Sammy popped the movie into the DVD player and sat close to Chase. Chase scooched over to his left and shortened the distance between them. The boys looked each other in the eyes, their hearts beating rapidly, their breathing becoming short and labored. Sammy got nervous—the atmosphere was more sexually charged then when he sat on the couch with Susan Fielder. His hard cock quivered and sudden waves of pleasure shot through him when Chase's leg touched his. Sammy started the movie, hoping to change the atmosphere. While he wanted to mess around, this was beginning to be way too much like making out with a girl. When Chase's hand touched his knee, Sammy almost fainted from the shock waves that jolted him. Their faces were now so close that they could feel each other's breath; a couple more inches and their faces would be touching. For all of his sex with his peers, the only boy Sammy had ever kissed was Jeffrey, and that was three years ago when his older brother gave him lessons on how to kiss. But now, a boy was sitting next to him and he wanted in the worst way to plant a kiss on his lips. Sammy's heart was racing, his body was shaking, sexual feelings were overwhelming him—boys didn't kiss other boys unless they were gay. They just didn't do it, he for sure didn't do it, and no matter how sexy another boy seemed to him he would never, never kiss that boy. Those were Sammy's last thoughts as his lips touched Chase's gorgeous lips and his tongue pushed on those lips, and those lips opened, and Sammy pressed against Chase's face and kissed with a passion that he had never felt with any girl. He let out a long groan of pleasure as he pushed Chase down on the couch and lay on top of him, kissing the thirteen-year-old under him with almost insane passion. At first Chase was shocked by Sammy's kiss, but his shock lasted seconds as his instincts took over. He had kissed boys many times. He'd kissed Hatcher, and Aiden, and Braeden, and Steven, and now he was kissing Sammy. Chase pulled up on Sammy's t-shirt. Sammy broke his kiss and helped Chase pull it off and somehow Chase became shirtless as well. The boys were squeezed side-by-side on the couch, once again kissing madly. Chase opened Sammy's shorts, noting the hard bulge inside his new friend's boxers. He placed his hand inside of the boxers and fondled Sammy's almost teen cock. Once again things moved fast, hands moved, yanked, pulled, legs and asses wiggled, and pants and underpants were on the floor. The two pubescent boys were naked; they were kissing again, feeling each other's cocks, balls, bodies, asses, stopping their kisses long enough to come up for air. Neither boy had said a word during the entire procedure. "Let's go to the bedroom" Sammy breathed as they broke their kiss to breathe. Chase grabbed Sammy's hand and led him there. Sammy wondered what was happening—he'd been kissing a boy and now he was holding a boy's hand. He was confused, but his horniness overrode his confusion. The boys plopped on the bed and looked at each other. Their faces were red with passion—beads of sweat on their foreheads. Their bodies were damp with sweat as the kissed and held each other tightly. Batman was playing in the living room, but the movie didn't exist for the two of them. Sammy could hold out no longer. He jammed his tongue deep into Chase's mouth, pushed his cock hard against Chase's erection, let out a long, low moan, and covered Chase's belly and bare pubis with squirt after squirt of light boy cum. That set Chase off and the tweens were quickly covered in sperm and sweat. They held each other desperately as their bodies slowly returned to normal. "Fuck, what happened?" Sammy asked. "We had sex," Chase said, wondering why Sammy couldn't figure that out. "Have you ever kissed a boy before?" "Lots of times." "I never kissed a boy like that." Sammy decided not to mention his practice kisses with Jeffrey. To him, those didn't count. "I've kissed four different boys, and all of them more than once. Hell, Hatcher and I sit around and kiss all the time." "Are you gay?" "I don't know. Probably, but I don't know." "I'm not gay, but I just kissed a boy like he was a girl." Chase planted a light kiss on Sammy's lips, pleased that Sammy didn't pull away even though he'd come down from his sexual high. "You seemed to like it." "It was weird—I mean kissing a boy on the lips was totally weird." Sammy looked at Chase—at his clean, clear face with his light summer tan. He looked at his tousled hair and then down at his athletic chest and hard belly. He looked down even further and saw that something else was hard. He wrapped his hand around Chase's four-and-a-half inches. "How weird is totally weird?" Chase asked hoarsely. "It is this weird," Sammy whispered as his lips met Chase's again. This time the kiss wasn't like the hormone driven wild kisses their first round. It was soft, gentle, his tongue snaking its way past Chase's lips. When they broke off, all Chase could say was, "Wow...I like that kind of weird. You're the best kisser ever." "You gotta kiss good to get the ladies going," Sammy bragged. "Fuck, `Batman' is still playing on the TV." "Let's go out there and watch." Sammy knew that more was going to happen between them, but he wanted to let some time pass before it did. They walked into the living room. Instead of sitting down, Sammy grabbed the remote and stopped the video. "Let's shower the cum off of us. It's getting all dry and itchy on me, plus it smells." "I like cum on me," Chase said. "I like the smell—but I think I'd like showering with you even more." The boys went into the bathroom. Sammy was familiar with the shower and quickly set it to the proper temperature. The two young adolescents stepped in and wrapped their arms around each other, their hard young cocks at their full four plus inches as their lips met for another passionate kiss. LOGAN "Let's swim," Logan said after the dining room table had been cleaned up after dinner. "Sounds like a plan," Troy said. "My swimming trunks are in the basement," Aiden said. "We can change down there." "Uh, uh. I want to be a naturist," Logan stated matter-of-factly. "Excuse me," his mother blurted out. Even though Logan had joined Chase and Aiden by shedding his swimming trunks earlier, he had done so while his mother was away. When Troy told Sue about Logan's decision to go naked, she didn't believe it. "Being naked in the swimming pool feels really nice," Logan explained. "Troy, will you talk to your son." "Have fun being a naturist," Troy grinned. "Do it while you can." "Oh, you men," Sue groused. "I can't understand why being undressed or nearly undressed is so important." She often wished that she and Troy had made an attempt at having a third child. She imagined it being a daughter who wouldn't run around the house in her underwear and become infatuated with being naked. But, the two of them had agreed on having a two child family long ago. Troy had undergone a vasectomy right after Logan was born. "Let the boys be boys, sweetie." "I know, I know. I will let them be boys, but that doesn't mean I understand all of this boys being boys business." Aiden and Logan had missed the end of the conversation. As soon as Troy had told them to have fun being naturists, they dashed down the stairs into the basement, shed their shirts and shorts, and ran out to the pool deck and jumped into the pool. Logan didn't know why, but he trusted Aiden. Part of it was that they were almost the same age, but another part of it was how Aiden gave off an air of confidence and maturity that Logan didn't feel. Even though Chase was a wonderful big brother, he still felt a bit intimidated by him, so he retreated into his own little world at home. Chase's friends came and went, spending the night and having obvious fun. Chase let Logan participate in some games when Chase's friends came over, but he was shut out of the mysterious world of his big brother's bedroom. Logan knew that Chase and his friends did naughty stuff at night. He could hear them sometimes. While he wasn't certain about it, he thought Chase did some things with his cousin Aiden as well. It wasn't the naughtiness that bothered Logan, it was Chase shutting him out by not admitting anything or telling him anything. He wanted to learn what to do, so he could do something with his friends. In a moment of weakness, Chase had admitted to one thing—being naughty felt really good. "I want to feel really good," Logan had said. "Wait until you grow older, then you'll learn," Chase told him. "Are you going to teach me?" Chase had no intention of going down that road. He had no intention of messing around with his sweet little brother. "Like I said, when you get older, you'll learn." After messing around with Aiden, however, Chase wondered what it would be like doing some of the same stuff with Logan. He was perceptive enough to see the difference between the two boys. Aiden was an aggressive boy who eagerly participated in sex play with his older cousin. He saw Logan, however, as a submissive boy who would probably melt in the heat of sex play. Even though Logan had hinted otherwise, Chase still saw him as a boy who hid behind their mother's skirts. None of this meant a thing to Aiden and Logan, who cavorted and wrestled and dunked and played with rubber balls and acted like two young shiny- skinned dolphins. Aiden accidentally touched Logan's junk a few times, but he also got in a couple of intentional gropes. The few times Logan touched Aiden's junk, Aiden couldn't be certain if it was accidental or intentional. After the boys finished swimming, Larry strongly suggested the boys wear their shorts and t-shirts in the house in deference to Logan's mother. Logan was fine with it; he didn't get that big a thrill out of being in his underwear around his mom. Aiden was a bit disappointed by the directive—he loved hanging around in his underwear. Logan and Aiden watched television from the loveseat in the recreation multi-purpose room. Aiden was pleased when Logan sidled next to him and leaned his head against his shoulder as they sat together. Sue and Troy both noted how Logan had come out of his shell around Aiden during the visit. The cousins stripped down to their underpants when they got ready for bed. They stood next to each other while they brushed and flossed and washed. Aiden took care of his evening pee, but noted that Logan hovered next to the sink as if waiting for Aiden to leave. Aiden took the hint and heard Logan's piss hit the toilet as soon as Aiden closed the bathroom door. Aiden was sitting on the side of his bed looking up at Horace when Logan entered the room. He was thinking about Chase and Sammy. He how they both got really horny and wondered what they were doing with each other while they messed around. He had no doubt that the two of them would be messing around a lot that night. When Logan entered the room, Aiden patted the bed, inviting his cousin to sit next to him. Aiden liked looking at his cousin—he thought the nine-year- old was cute, especially clad in just a pair of Seattle Sounder boxers. "Are we going to bed now?" Logan asked. "I'm kinda tired." "Yep. I'll let everybody know in case they want to tuck us in," Aiden replied. "You like getting tucked in?" Aiden nodded. "Can I sleep with you tonight?" "That's what I thought you were going to do. It worked last night." Logan gave Aiden a shy, satisfied grin. "Are we sleeping in just our underpants again?" "Do you want to?" "I liked it. It felt nice sleeping next to you. Do you always sleep in just your underpants?" "No," was all Aiden answered, hoping that would end Logan's line of inquiry. "You mean you sleep in PJs like I do?" Aiden shook his head. "Then what do you sleep in?" Aiden took a deep breath and said, "Nothing." He decided he might as well tell the truth—after all, he and Logan had spent the afternoon and evening swimming naked together. Logan mulled over his cousin's answer and then said, "You mean you sleep naked?" "Most of the time." "Can we sleep naked tonight?" Chase had pushed Aiden to new levels and now Aiden appeared to be doing the same to Logan, although not to the same extreme. "Might as well," Aiden grinned. "But first let's get tucked in." "We never got tucked in any other night." "Well, we are tonight." Aiden missed having one of his dads come up to wish him goodnight. With only Logan in the room with him, it was just like having a friend for an overnight, and he usually got tucked in when that happened. Aiden went to the landing and called down for tucking. He and Logan were crawling under the covers as Phil and Troy came into the bedroom to do the honors. It went without saying there would be no reading so Phil didn't ask. He and Troy pulled the covers up to the boys' chins, told them how much they were loved, and wished them a good night. As soon as the door closed Aiden stripped off his briefs and tossed them at the hamper. Logan threw his boxers in the direction of his overnight bag. Both boys felt free as well as naughty as they lay next to each other in the nude. "Do you always wait until your dad leaves before you get naked?" Logan asked. "No, I just didn't want them to think we were naked." "Why not?" "I don't know, I just didn't" Logan accepted that and cuddled up next to his cousin. He liked the feel of Aiden's warm skin against his. He liked how his little pecker suddenly got hard. He wondered if Aiden had a boner like he did. If the boys had been a year or two older, it might have taken them a while to get to sleep while they spent time learning about each other's bodies. If Chase had been the one in bed with Aiden, he no doubt would have kept Aiden awake by initiating some sexual play. The boys were nine and were tired from a long day. They were naked, their cocklets were rock hard, but puberty had yet to overwhelm them, especially Logan. Aiden thought for a moment about starting something. He loved having his naked little cousin's body against his. But sleepiness won out and the two of were asleep within a couple of minutes of their heads hitting the pillows. As usually happened, Horace, sitting on his shelf wearing a Mariner t-shirt and hat, approved of what he saw. CHASE "I thought we were going to shoot out loads right there in the shower," Sammy said as he and Chase dried each other off. "I sure wanted to," Chase admitted. "It wouldn't take much to send me into orbit right now." The two naked twelve-year-olds walked into the small living room and sat on the couch. Sammy turned off the television saying they weren't going to watch the movie, so why bother. Chase couldn't refute his point. Sammy planted another hard kiss on Chase's lips that quickly morphed into a long, wet French kiss. As the boys battled each other's tongues, their hands moved over each other's smooth young bodies. When they finally came up for air, their four plus inches of boy cocks were leaking precum on each other. "Have you ever fucked," Sammy asked breathlessly. "No," Chase admitted. "What the fuck? You said maybe you're gay and you've never fucked? Shit, I'm totally straight and I've fucked guys." "Has anybody ever fucked you?" "Mostly Jeffrey, but I let a couple of my friends do it sometimes," Sammy acknowledged. "When I fuck a guy there is no kissing and I'm almost always the top." Chase didn't quite believe that Jeffrey and Sammy did sex things just for teaching. "But you do suck their cocks don't you?" "Yeah, it's only fair." Chase considered the dichotomy of Sammy's actions. If Sammy was willing to dish it out he should be willing to take it, too, but he wasn't about to get into a pissing match about it. He was so horny he was shaking and he wanted to get off, not argue. "Me and Hatcher have talked about fucking, but I think we're both not sure about how to do it." "Jeez, Chase, you take you cock, shove it into the other guy's butt, and fuck. It's not fucking rocket science." "But doesn't it hurt?" Sammy stood up. "Let's go into the bedroom. There's lube in there and some other shit. I can tell you and show you all about fucking." Chase rose and followed Sammy into the bedroom. He wasn't quite sure this was what he wanted, but the fact that Sammy had him moving towards another sexual peak tended to override whatever reluctance he had. In other words, his little head was winning over his big head. "I know where Marty hides his shit," Sammy said as he opened a dresser drawer and pulled out a tube of lotion. "Do you and Hatcher ever play with each other's buttholes?" "Sometimes." "Do you ever stick your fingers inside?" "What, and get shit on them? No way." "Fuck, Chase, you guys have a lot to learn about sex." At almost thirteen, Sammy saw himself as a worldly expert on all aspects of sex. "So, you've never had anything up your butt?" "No." "I bet you're tighter than shit." The boys lay side-by-side on the bed, looking at each other. The looking didn't last long as Chase leaned in and started kissing Sammy, who pushed his tongue into Chase's mouth. The two pubescent boys were quickly rolling around the bed, once again kissing madly, stroking each other's bodies, and emitting high-pitched moans of sexual pleasure. "I'm gonna do something I don't usually do," Sammy said. "I'm gonna let you fuck me so you can see what it's all about. But you gotta promise me one thing first." This sounded much more interesting to Chase than having Sammy fucking him. "What do I need to promise?" "That you let Hatcher try fucking you before we see each other again." Chase mulled this over and decided Sammy's request sounded doable. "Yeah, okay, I'll promise to try." "You promise to try your hardest? Do you promise to pinky swear?" "Pinky swear?" "Fuck, I thought Seattle was the big city. Don't you guys know anything there?" Sammy held out his right pinkie and showed Chase how to pinky swear. "I pinky swear I'll try my hardest," Chase said. The boys then sealed the vow. That was followed by another round of kissing until Chase finally broke away and flopped on his back. "What's wrong?" Sammy asked. "If we don't do something, I'm gonna jizz all over you right now," Chase replied. Sammy told Chase that he totally understood. He then proceeded to lube his boy hole and to spread lube on Chase's throbbing cock. He then got on his hands and knees, spread his legs, and exposed his rosy red pucker. "Stick your middle finger in it." "That's gross." "Dude, if you're gonna do sex, especially with guys, then you gotta learn how to do sex with guys. Now, put some lube on your finger and stick it in." Chase did as instructed and it wasn't long before Chase had two fingers in Sammy's ass and was vigorously finger fucking his new lover. Sammy told Chase about how to get his own ass loose for fucking. He finally told him about the sweet spot, which Chase soon found. He thought the little bulb felt weird, but was amazed when he saw Sammy's reaction to having it touched. "Shit, I almost came right then," Sammy groaned. "I think I'm loose enough for you to stick your cock in me." Although Sammy had Chase believing he hadn't been fucked in a long time, he actually had enjoyed a Hurricane fuck from his older brother just the week before. Sammy helped guide Chase into his ready ass. He moaned at the pleasure of having a cock inside him. He hadn't been completely truthful to Chase. He had been fucked often by a school friend, and quite recently. Josif, who was the brother of Aiden's friend Mudrak, had become a frequent sexual partner. Josif was even more experienced at sex than Sammy and loved to fuck hard, which pleased Sammy. Chase was amazed as to how wonderful Sammy's hot, tight, moist rectum felt. He knew immediately that he was going to want more of what he was feeling. He wasn't totally sure about giving up his own ass to someone, but if a straight boy like Sammy could do it, he probably could, too. There was one problem, however. Chase's entry into Sammy's read end sent his body to shaking and quivering, with small spasms hitting his rock hard teen cock. He started fucking the twelve-year-old under him and knew he wasn't going to last. After five strokes, he drew back then looked down and watched as he thrust his cock hard into Sammy's innards and screeched out an involuntary, "FFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK," as he fired even more boy seed than he had earlier. Sammy knew that Chase had unleashed a powerful orgasm. His ass squeezed Chase's cock as he enjoyed a no-touch orgasm, spraying his light boy cum as chase came inside his bowels. He groaned long and hard as Chase collapsed on top of him. "Damn, I came so hard. I've never come that hard the second time around," Chase said. Sammy didn't say anything about Chase's lack of staying power. He sensed how turned on Chase had been and understood—quick orgasms had happened to him as well. Sometimes it was like he'd just gotten too horny. "Did you like it?" Sammy asked. "Lots. Now I know why you like that part of it. But I don't know about somebody doing it up my butt." "You'll like it. I like when Jeffrey does it." "How come you don't let your friends do it much?" "I do a lot," Sammy confessed. "Sorry, I lied about it. I was afraid you'd think I was, like, gay or something." "Like I care if you're gay or not." "Maybe you don't, but I do." That didn't stop Sammy from planting a kiss on Chase's lips. Gay or not, he had developed a giant crush on the boy from Seattle. "Do you ever get high?" Sammy asked as the two boys cuddled on the bed. "No, never been high or drunk or buzzed or anything like that." "Fuck, you don't do nothing. I thought everybody in Seattle got stoned and drunk at parties and shit." Chase was amused by Sammy's misperceptions of big city life. "I know they do in Centralia." "Well, I've never done it and I don't plan to. My dad and me have had lots of talks about drugs and alcohol. I just don't want to do it." "I've had those with my dad, too," Sammy said. "I have them with Jeffrey, too. But it don't stop me from getting high or buzzed sometimes. They both would kill me if they knew what I do. I got so drunk just after school was over with Dustin Finley, Spencer Price, and Spencer's ninth grade sister that I passed out. I was so sick the next day. The worst part was I never got to fuck his sister I was so drunk. I'd rather get stoned any day—it makes sex better. I feel a lot hornier." Chase wasn't interested in Sammy's drunken tale. Chase loved doing sex stuff, but had no intention of getting involved in drugs and alcohol. Why would somebody want to do something that got in the way of doing sex? he wondered. He didn't hang around with the stoners and drinkers at school. His friends were like him—clean and sober. But boy did friends like Hatcher, Steven, and Braeden love sex. Chase liked Sammy—he even had a bit of a crush on him. He was smart, funny, cute, and sexy. But he wasn't sure he would want to be a full-time friend with him. Sammy wondered why he confessed his being fucked and getting fucked up to Chase. He wondered if it would keep Chase from being his friend. At that moment liked Chase more than he liked anybody, including Susan Fielder. One of the things he already noticed about Chase was that he had some really good friends, just like Jeffrey had really good friends. Sammy wondered why he didn't have those kinds of friends. He had good friends, but to him they didn't seem like the best friends that Chase had. For all of his bravado, Sammy was still the quiet, inward looking boy of a couple of years ago. Sammy looked up to his popular big brother. He wanted to be emulate Jeffrey—to be a Hurricane whom everybody knew and liked. But, he couldn't pull it off. Sure he had been the stud of the seventh grade, and he had friends, but he didn't have the type of close friend that Nick was the Jeffrey. He often felt vulnerable and lonely inside and did whatever he could to get people to like him. Maybe that was what made Chase so different. Chase showed up and simply liked him—but Chase lived two hours away. He placed his lips on Chase's. They exchanged a long kiss, then got up to share the toilet for a pee. Sammy commented that they were covered in sweat and drying cum again, but there was no talk of taking another shower. "At least we're not covered in piss," Chase chuckled, as if challenging Sammy to take a different kind of shower. "What do you mean not covered in piss?" Sammy asked, although he knew exactly what Chase meant. "Haven't you ever done a golden shower?" Chase asked. "Isn't that where guys pee on each other?" "Yeah." "Oh, hell no. That's totally gross." "I've done it. It's fun if you're really turned on and in a kinky mood. I've done it in the shower and even done it outside—that's totally nuts." "Yuck." "See, I have done something you haven't done." "Yeah, and something I never will do." But, if he hadn't been in such a funky mood, Sammy might have taken him up on it. Chase returned to the bedroom, while Sammy said he needed to clean out his butt some. Sammy sat on the toilet, fighting back tears. He wondered if he had fallen in love, but he was too young to understand what he was feeling. He pushed out some of Chase's cum, wiped his ass and flushed the toilet. He thought how he never told Chase about the other thing that happened to him at Spencer Price's party—he never told about how he was so drunk he pissed his pants. Luckily he was sitting in a leather chair when it happened so it could be cleaned, but it was so totally embarrassing he refused to talk about it with Spencer or Dustin. Sammy sat on the toilet wishing he had followed Chase's lead and suggested they go into the shower so Chase could pee on him, because Chase pissing over his face and body would make him feel dirtier and nastier and uglier than he felt right now. When he returned to the bed, Sammy cuddled Chase tightly, squeezing him as if his friend would float away from him if he let go. Their warm naked bodies touched from head to toe. Sammy gave Chase a long, light kiss on the lips. Chase heard Sammy sniffle a couple of times, like his nose was stuffed up. Sammy broke off the kiss and said a quiet good night. He kept his arms around Chase and leaned his head against Chase. Chase said nothing about the tears he felt falling on his shoulder. Next: Busy Summer