Date: Sat, 17 Aug 2013 00:22:59 -0700 From: Ian Bridge Subject: Ethan And The Ball Boy Chapter Five * Thanks to the many readers of my "About A Boy" stories, for your continued readership. I appreciate all of your emails, all the comments and the feedback. As always it's about the joys of being a boy. And oh, what a joy it is... Readers Warning: This story contains elements of sexual content, and contact between young boys. If this theme offends you, or is not to your tastes, or inappropriate for you due to age or other legalities in your area, then read no further. Otherwise, I hope you continue to enjoy the experience. Story Written and Posted By; About A Boy Ethan And The Ball Boy Chapter Five *Previous Chapter: Ethan age 12 / Trevor age 13 / Ellis age 11 The boys were treading water, staying afloat only a foot and a half apart. "Come to the bottom with me." Trevor suggested. Ethan nodded back at him, and the two boys took in deep breaths. Trev reached forward and lightly put his hands on Ethan's upper arms, and Ethan did the same. Holding onto one another's arms, they sunk down below the surface of the pool, descending slowly to the bottom. Their bare feet touched softly as they hung weightlessly there for several seconds. In the clear water, Ethan could see Trevor smile at him, and he happily smiled back. Then, Trevor seemed to be getting closer to him, until all at once they were face to face, within inches of each other. There was a distinct hesitation for a moment, and then just like that Trev closed the gap, and pressed his slightly open lips around Ethan's. Ethan's eyes went wide for a second, and then closed as he allowed himself to give in, and he engaged in this sensual and long awaited contact. Time stood still again, as the excited, stimulating kiss lingered on under the surface. And then, to his great surprise, Ethan suddenly felt Trevor's hand grasp and squeeze his stiffened boy tube. His body churned instantly. Already highly aroused, his penis let go and flooded the pool with several hot pulses of his young boy seed. Trevor could feel the warmth as it dissipated from Ethan's swim suit, and he opened his eyes in pleasant surprise. They rose to the surface now, with Ethan feeling a bit light headed. Either because his oxygen was running out from holding his breath, or because of his sudden and insane seminal discharge under water. Either way, Ethan's sexual growth 'spurt', had just taken him to the next level. * * * * * * * * * * As they breached the surface, both boys gasped desperately for breath. Ethan was still feeling a touch light headed, and he stared weakly at the stunning boy treading water just in front of him. Trevor was smiling grandly as he held onto Ethan's arms, helping to keep him afloat. "Bloody hell..." Trev beamed. "That was totally wicked. Are you alright then?" He questioned, as he saw the somewhat bewildered look on Ethan's face. Ethan simply nodded blankly. "Yes. No... Wait... What just happened down there?" Ethan asked rhetorically, and then he seemed to realize, and he blushed full on. "You sure you're alright? You didn't suck in any water did you"? Trevor asked. "No. No I'm fine. I just..." Ethan turned and swam to the side of the pool. He crawled out awkwardly over the pool coping, and went to sit on one of the deck chairs. Grabbing up his towel he began drying his face. Trevor pulled himself up out of the water and walked over to sit dripping alongside his young friend. "Did that bother you?" He asked fearfully. "No. It's just... Well, you kissed me." Ethan said in a whisper, looking around as if someone might overhear. "I mean, you know, not on the cheek like before. It was..." "It was awesome." Trevor finished for him. "You did kiss me back you know." Ethan only looked at him. It had surprised him when Trevor had first kissed him, and then squeezed his boyhood under the water. Even more surprising was his somewhat immediate and premature ejaculation, which is why he felt embarrassed now. He had been so keyed up that he simply couldn't help it. The young blond American boy looked over at Trevor and studied him. The other boy's youthfully tanned body was just so... So sweet. Trim, lean, boyishly soft yet adolescently firm all at the same time. His green eyes always had that sparkle of interest, and wonderment. And that incredible smile... Ethan looked again at Trev's beautiful body, which was shining wetly; cloaked in the sheen of dripping pool water under the warmth of the afternoon sun, and he shivered lustfully at the sight. Trevor smiled curiously at him again, and even that was something to behold. Ethan shivered slightly. He had just been kissed, by this stunningly cute boy, on the mouth. And there was no doubt in his mind that he had enjoyed it. "You do fancy me don't you?" Trevor asked suddenly. Finally putting into words the subtle looks, comments, and feelings that they had both exchanged the past few days. Ethan's eyebrows raised at the question. A slow smile crossed his lips. "Ya..." Ethan whispered. "Ya I suppose I do." The other boy seemed relived and he grinned broadly, that awesome dimpled grin of his. Reaching out, he took Ethan by the wrist and quickly pulled him up from the chair. "Come on..." He said excitedly, and grabbing up his towel with the other hand, the two boys hurried toward the house with Trevor leading and Ethan firmly in tow. They entered through the leaded glass French doors, and padded across the marble floor still dripping slightly and leaving a wet trail of footprints as the went. Trevor led them through the lower level toward the kitchen area, and he peeked in to see if anyone was there. With no one in sight, he led Ethan through the kitchens, past the pantry to the heavy door leading down to the old root cellar, which now was remodeled into a modern steam sauna. He closed the heavy wooden door behind them, and the boys padded down the cool stone steps, past the wine cellar and into cedar paneled, remodel. Trevor turned on the temperature control, and the two boys slipped into the other room. They stood there quietly for a moment facing each other. There was an awkward, shy tension between them. Trevor's green eyes seemed to glint, as he looked at his younger friend, admiring him. Ethan trembled slightly, not in fear, but eager in excited anticipation of whatever was to come. All of this was so new to him. To this point he'd always been pretty shy about nudity and overt sexuality. His experience with Ellis earlier that day had really been his first venture in anything remotely sexual with another person. Yes, he'd played 'show me' with one of his friends back home. But that all seemed so long ago now. And they had never touched one another, only looked... And it wasn't till later that he had masturbated excitedly to the very thought of it. Ethan stood now, his heart pounding briskly in his young chest. He could feel it thumping away, and he tried to swallow his nervousness. "You sure you're ok with all of this?" Trevor asked him softly, as he reached out and touched Ethan's forearm; rubbing it softly. Ethan trembled at the touch, and without really realizing it, he moved his hands and rested them lightly on Trevor's sides. The older boy smiled gently, and did the same. They stood there a foot apart, touching like that, and looking softly at one another. "You're shaking mate..." Trevor noted. "You are too." Ethan whispered in return. The older boy slid his hand onto Ethan's chest, resting it there as he felt the other boy's quickly thrumming heartbeat against his palm. He smiled warmly, and one of his fingertips gently circled Ethan's left nipple. He rubbed it softly, and felt it tighten to a hard pebble. Ethan shivered again, and closed his eyes to savor the contact. Caught in the moment, he was waiting for something, but too afraid to initiate it himself. With his eyes still closed, he felt Trevor move, and then a warm wetness smothered his lips. Trevor's moist kiss encircled him passionately. Ethan's arms instinctively wrapped around Trevor's lean torso and their bodies pulled together in a heated embrace. Ethan's lips separated slightly, and he felt Trev's teeth tug softly at his lower lip, absorbing it, sucking at it. He shivered again in delight and timidly his own tongue reached out and softly caressed the other boy's moist lips. Chills enwrapped him, as he tasted Trevor's soft mouth, his very essence. "Mmmm... Mmm..." he groaned. It was passionate, intense, and Ethan could feel his insides coming alive with adrenalin fueled butterflies. The boys lips pulled apart for a moment, and their foreheads pressed moistly against one another. Their noses brushed together softly, their cheeks touched and rubbed gently, as each boy moved his face in a sensually awkward manner trying to find that perfect angle to fit together again and meet for another kiss. Finally they found that unmapped opening and merged, lips conjoining wetly, sliding over one another with intense heated fervor. Ethan's mind was racing as he moaned softly amidst a myriad sensual stimuli. He could feel Trevor's moist body heat above the rising heat of the steam room, and his hands explored the soft taught skin of Trevor's back, as he slid them instinctively over each muscular rise and indent. He was aware of Trev's heated breaths, which seemed to fill him, and the draw his own breath away from him. Their hearts thrummed together like animalistic drums as the passion built wildly. A tongue penetrated Ethan's lips now, and he met it eagerly with his own; another first for Ethan. It jolted him with excitement, and he sucked the wetness of it as if trying to quench his own sexual thirst. "Uhhmmm..." He half sighed, half moaned into the English boy's mouth as they exchanged spittle, and Trevor responded by holding him even tighter, their young bodies rubbing incitingly against one another. Both boys could feel one another's firm length, straining fervently beneath their modest swim suits. Ethan could feel the other boy twitch down below, and his own penis seemed to sense the movement and responded in kind. Ethan took his own initiative now, and his hands dipped and cupped the rounds of Trevor's curved buttocks, kneading them like rising loaves of bread. They pulled back for breath, and Ethan lay his head on the crook of Trev's shoulder, while Trevor licked at his sweat dampened neck, and then nipped him lightly like a playful puppy. "Oh shit...." Ethan sighed as the erotic tension continued to sweep over him. Trevor's breath was hot on his neck, and then in his ear, and he could feel the primordial wetness as Trev licked his earlobe, and suckled at it. "Fuuu... That feels so..." He couldn't finish, didn't need to. Excitement emboldened him, and guided by the invisible ghost of lust, he hooked his thumbs into the waistline of Trevor's Speedo, pulling them down in back over his porcelain colored cheeks. The fabric hung up in the front, caught on the other boy's upturned horn of plenty. But Ethan didn't take notice. His hands now cupped the heated bare skin of the English boy's bum. His palms rubbed there, and gently he pulled Trev's firm melons apart as he fondled them greedily. The other boy sighed heavily now, and reconnecting their lips, he thrust his tongue deeply into Ethan's mouth. Both boys could feel the other's rigid member twitch, and there seemed to be a dampness there now, as each boy leaked his sweet boy lubricant that saturated the small patch in the front of their respective swim suits. Trevor used his body weight, and still locked in a kiss he backed Ethan against one of the damp cedar walls of the steam room, pressing into him firmly. Their young lips parted again for breath, and they smiled excitedly at each other. Trev reached down now and took Ethan's stained Speedo into his hands and pulled them downward and over Ethan's upturned boy spike. It was Trevor's eyes this time, that widened as he peered at the sticky shine of his friend's engorged glans. "Bloody hell..." he muttered in a hoarse whisper, as he let Ethan's' swimmers drop to the floor; and with eyes sparkling, he smiled longingly. Ethan's now whetted appetite was too much for him, and even though his fingers still trembled with nervous excitement, he reached out and unhooked the front of Trevor's Speedo from his boy hook, and crouching he pulled it down to the floor. For the very first time, he gazed closely at Ethan's fully expanded glory. Engorged, the bell end was leaking seminal fluid, and shining like a small purple plum. Ethan's mouth actually watered as he looked at it. "Oh my god..." he simpered, and his own penis jerked again in stimulated response. Trevor's youthful boy tube was magnificent. It was nearly five inches long, and somewhat thicker than Ethan's. There was a soft blue vein running along the left side, and that sheath of taught foreskin was pulled away slightly at the tip, revealing Trev's dripping third eye and wet shimmering glans. Ethan glanced up quickly at the older boy, and shivered delightedly. "Go on." Trevor urged. "Have a go if you like." Ethan felt a naughty tingle course through him, and he looked back down at this splendid looking boy tube. He reached out, paused briefly, and then gingerly wrapped his fingers around it, squeezing gently. He closing his eyes in pleasure as he felt the heated shaft swell slightly at his touch. "Fuckinaaaa..." Ethan whispered, as he swallowed tightly. The boy opened his eyes to examine the spongy hard tube again. Sliding his fingers back, he nearly squirted his own load as he watched Trevor's foreskin unfold moistly right before his eyes. He squeezed the naked shaft, and watched as it drooled a large syrupy drop of precum out of the red rimmed pee slit, and Ethan couldn't help but shudder again in pure excitement. His own penis contracted excitedly several times between his legs. Ethan was on his knees now in front of the other boy, still holding the magnificent boy steak in his fingers. Another gentle squeeze, and another drop of clear nectar dripped out onto his hand near the crook of his thumb. With his finger and thumb, he started to squeeze Trevor's foreskin open and closed just around the tip of his wet glans, back and forth over the plump purple cherry. Trev's hips jerked, and a long deeply guttural sigh escaped his throat. Ethan felt Trevor put soft hands on each of his shoulders, and he began to rub them softly. He looked up to see that Trevor had his eyes closed now, his head tilted back a little and his mouth was open a bit as he breathed raggedly through it. Ethan tightened his grip slightly on the Brit's penis, and he stroked it purposefully a number of times, mesmerized by the sticky wet skin that rolled on and off Trev's bloated bell end, playing peek-a-boo with it, much like had done with the young boy at the airport. "Unnnnchh..." Trevor grunted in pleasure, spilling another drop of clear lubricating pre-seed onto Ethan's lightly clenched fist. "Oh fuck..." Trevor sighed, and his hands slipped through Ethan's hair and cupped his cheeks, gently pulling him upward. "Stop, or I'm going to loose it..." He pleaded. They were both breathing harder now, impassioned by pubescent hormones. The lid to Pandora's box had been blown open, as both boy's now wandered into unknown territory. their lips found each other again, and each boy sought to siphon the breath from the other. Their tongues wriggled in and around each other, and Ethan began to grind instinctively against the older boy. Rigid shanks rubbing together, sweating together, leaking together in a slimy wash of boy juices. It was heaven... It was air, it was water, it was breath, it was light as they humped, and held each other tightly. "Ohh...Ohhhhhh....." Trevor moaned as his insides began to electrify. He could feel the heat of his own sperm as his walnut sized balls drew up into position and sent fluid crashing violently through the gates. The rush of hot seed, the instant swelling and expansion of his glans, and then the burst of hot magma as his molten seed raced out of his throbbing boy tube and gushed between both their sweaty bellies. Volley after heated volley... Ethan could feel the thick hot cream drain onto him, and it turned him on so much that his own young balls evacuated their load, and let loose for the second time in an hour, adding to the copious, stringy mess that whetted and stuck their smooth pubescent boy mounds together... Both boys clung to one another. Their strength and the will in their legs left them, and they sunk onto the damp cedar floor. On their knees, still holding tightly to each other, breath raging in and out of their lungs. Ethan cried with delight, drained and spent in the most pleasurable way possible. Trevor felt his penis spasm once more, in a contented aftershock of the wonderful eruption that had just happened between them. It was the first time he had done such a thing as well. He had masturbated with a several of his school chums. He had jacked off his young cousin Ellis, and shared some intimate kissing with him, but all this... This was a first for him as well. The boy's finally managed to pull away, and rested their sweaty foreheads together. "Did we... Did we really just do that." Ethan questioned timidly, as he trembled with intense feeling. He could feel Trevor's affirmative nod. "That was bloody fuckin' special..." Trevor responded, shaking a bit as he and the other boy recovered. Ethan nodded agreement this time. "Special..." He repeated softly. After several minutes, the boys stood up on wobbly knees and leaned against one of the benches in the steam room. They looked at one another, and both smiled at the sticky, gelatinous mess that clung to their stomachs. "Holy shit that was so cush..." Trevor breathed. He looked down at Ethan's wilting penis, which was only half erect now, and sinking slowly. Without thought, he reached down and swiped the remaining sticky drop of spunk from the end of Ethan's penis, onto his finger. He smiled at the younger boy, and then stuck the tip of his finger into his own mouth, tasting Ethan's boy drippings as if it were frosting he'd just swiped off a cake. "Mmm." He smiled sincerely. Ethan glanced down at Trev's spent tube, hanging down over his sagging testicles. He glanced back up at Trevor and smiled, then he also reached out to scoop off the last hanging drop of boy seed from Trev's almost flaccid member. He drew it upward towards his mouth and held it an inch in front of his face. He smiled at Trevor, and then he stuck his tongue out and wiggled it seductively, teasingly at his older friend, and then licked his finger clean. "Mmm, cush..." He repeated Trev's response. Both boys giggled fiercely. They were tired and drained from the experience, but thoroughly content in the moment. Both had already begun to wonder about things to come. This had been their first experimental venture into sexual exploration, and it had been beyond anything either had imagined. Ethan looked down again at the English boy's dangling bits. The taste of Trevor's seed had actually been quite pleasant, and next time, he thought... Next time, if he could bring himself to be so bold, he'd take it directly from the tap. He smiled to himself, surprised at the naughtiness, and boldness of his own thoughts. He'd be even more surprised had he known Trevor was thinking much the same kinds of things. Suddenly the wooden cedar door of the steam room swung open, bringing a rush of cooling air into the small steamy cubical. "Oye... There you lot are. I been lookin' for you guys." Ellis said. Ethan quickly reached for his towel to cover himself, as Ellis eyed the two naked boys with a bit of a smirk on his face. He looked down to see the two pairs of Speedos in a jumble on the wooden floor. The left corner of his mouth lifted in a half smile, and he nodded knowingly. "You cheeky buggers..." He smiled. "Did I miss out on something?" He asked somewhat rhetorically, then grinned wickedly at the other boys. "I did, didn't I..." "We were just taking a little steam." Trevor said with an questionable smirk, as he scooped up the bathing suits from the floor. He handed the blue one to Ethan. "Come on mate. We should probly' get cleaned up for supper." He brushed by Ellis, winking at him as he passed. Ethan had his towel wrapped around himself now, and he smiled awkwardly as took several steps toward the younger boy. "What's this then?" Ellis grinned, and he rubbed his forefinger across Ethan's tummy, through the still sticky wetness of boy goo." A huge grin on his face now. "That? Hmm... Never seen it before." Ethan smirked, and he took a step, and pausing alongside Ellis for a second, he leaned over and gave the youngster a quick peck on the cheek. Then he hurried after Ethan to the showers just outside the door. Ellis stood for a moment with a smile on his face. He looked at his finger, and the trace of sticky residue there. With another grin, he popped the tip of his finger into his mouth. "Cush..." He mumbled, and turned to follow the other boys out of the steam room. Just outside the door, both Ethan and Trevor had stepped into the open cedar shower stall, which had two separate shower heads but no curtain or door. They stood now rinsing their sweat and slime covered young bodies. Ellis sat on a bench just outside the stall against the wall as he waited for the other boys to finish up. Both boys had their backs to Ellis, and he couldn't help but to watch their naked glistening backs as they wiggled about; comparing the two. Trevor was taller of course, and being a year older than Ethan, his body looked slightly more defined. But both boys looked lithe and youthfully lean. Ellis smiled as he looked at the two nearly identical sets of dimpled bums, glistening and wiggling there under the stream of water. They looked so incredibly cute. Firm and tight half spheres of tender white skin, that in both cases stood out in nice contrast to their tanned bodies, with a distinct line low on their waists and high on their thighs. Ethan reached around behind himself with a wet soapy hand, and began washing one of those rounded orbs, soaping it up, and rubbing over it softly with his palm. It was rather sexy looking, Ellis thought. About then, he noticed Trevor do the same thing, reaching back to wash his own glistening backside, and both boys swayed around a bit as they washed them. Trevor's soapy fingers seemed to dip into his crease, and he even leaned forward slightly to get better access while washing his pink wrinkled boy opening. Ellis smiled again at the sensual sight of the two naked, soapy boys. He glanced back at Ethan, who had spread his legs a little and hitched one out to the side so his fingers could reach and wash his own little fleshy pink circle. Ellis actually slouched down on the bench, to get a better angle, and he could see Ethan's young sac dangling and swaying there wetly between his legs... Ellis felt a shudder run through him. It was amazing, this puberty thing. Even a younger boy like Ellis, just at the cusp of change, becomes so thoroughly enthralled by the slightest hint of anything with sexual undertones. Trevor had just finished rinsing off, and as he turned around he spotted Ellis sitting there, almost in a trance as he sat, slouched down watching them. Trevor smiled and reached over to Ethan, tapping him on the shoulder to get his attention. Ethan looked over at him, and Trevor pointed back toward Ellis. He turned his head to look back at the younger boy. Ellis suddenly came out of his own little fantasy, and realized that the other two boys were looking at him. They could only laugh at the sight of Ellis sitting there, with his hand shoved down in his shorts, softly stroking the largish bulge that was sticking out there. "What..?" Ellis attempted, a bit surprised he'd been caught up at it. "Does your mum know you do that?" Trevor teased him. "Do what?" Ellis quipped defensively, as he blushed, and tried to feign innocence. "Play with yer' wee tadpole like that..." Trevor chuckled. Ethan giggled as well, when Ellis pulled his hand out of his pants, and flipped them both the bird. "Play with that if ya' like..." Ellis shot back, and then he began to giggle along with them. Trevor looked over at Ethan and grinned. "Shall we?" he suggested. And then both boys darted out of the shower stall and went quickly over to Ellis. They pulled him up from the bench, and started to rub their naked, dripping wet bodies against the younger boy, jostling him playfully between them. "Oye, whatcha' doin'? Ellis cried out knowingly. "Just drying ourselves off..." Ethan quipped as he giggled and rubbed himself against the defenseless, (and not really trying) boy. All three boys laughed and giggled as they continued to struggle playfully about. "Eh-mmmm..." They heard someone clear their throat from behind them. The boys all turned to see Ashford standing at the foot of the stone stairs looking at them with an amused expression on his face. "Well, what av' we got here then?" He smirked. "Looks like a coupla' monkeys wrastlin' over a lit'l banana, I reckon..." The boys all exchanged surprised looks, and tried unsuccessfully to stifle their snickers. Still smiling, Ethan moved a little behind the other boys and peeked around them, attempting to hide his nakedness from the houseman. "I come down to tell ya supper will be served in ten minutes. If it won't inconvenience you lot too much, you might want to slip into some clothes... Or not..." He added, as he turned and headed back up the stairs. "Cheeky lit'l wankers..." He mumbled to himself with another chuckle. With towels wrapped around themselves, because that's all the had brought down besides their wet bathing suits, Trevor and Ethan, followed by a clothed but wet Ellis hurried up the stone steps and slipped past the pantry to sneak up the back stairs to the third floor. They each went to their rooms to get presentable for supper, including Ellis who was simply too wet not to change clothes. Once in his room, Ethan tossed his damp towel on the stool at the foot of his bed. He wandered to the wardrobe and pulled out a fresh pair of undies, a pair of blue Abercrombie and Fitch cargo shorts, and a soft gray logoed polo shirt. He pulled on the crisp white low rise briefs, and taking a brief peek down at himself he smiled at the boylike bulge protruding there. In his mind, he started to go over all the things that had just happened today, as sat on the end of the stool, and leaned over to slip into his ankle socks. Today, for the first time, he had actually fondled another boy's penis, and then they had jerked off together. Which would have been more than enough first time excitement for one day. But it certainly didn't end that way did it?! Another boy had actually kissed him on the lips. Not a childish peck either, but a full on lips parted, tongue dancing, spittle exchanging, and deeply probing kiss. Whew..! Ethan shook his head as he recalled it, and a brief smile crossed those same lips now. And it had progressed from there hadn't it... With Trevor's fingers squeezing the front of his Speedo, he'd actually creamed himself in the pool... Shot his own boyish custard into a swimming pool, at the hand of another boy. Ethan shivered delightedly at the very thought of that part of it. Yet still there was more. With that same boy, that same beautifully wonderful boy, he had gotten naked. He had fondled and examined Trev's brilliant boy tool, and then they rubbed young bodies together until both boys had been so excited that they ejaculated hot spunk onto each other. And then, saints preserve us, he even had the audacity to taste a drop of it... Holy crap! Ethan blushed, slightly embarrassed now. He couldn't even believe he'd been part of any of that. What ever happened to that shy young blond boy from Connecticut? It was crazy. Insane to even imagine that he'd done such things, and with another boy to boot. And yet he shivered in shear delight at the memories of it. Ethan stood up to pull on his cargo shorts, he saw that the little bulge in his white undies had become another full blown boy erection. It pulsed methodically against the cottony fabric of his briefs. He shook his head and smiled, then gave himself a quick thoughtful squeeze before zipping up. He began to wonder what else could possibly happen between him and the beautifully British ball boy. He couldn't even imagine where it would go next... All he knew was that he was certainly willing to try, almost anything. A quiet little knock at his door, and Ellis peeked his head in. "Ready to go down then?" He asked. "Yep..." Ethan replied, slipping into his Vans. He walked to his door joining the younger boy, and as he stepped out, the door across the hallway opened and Trevor came out and smiled softly at him. Ethan couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed now for some reason. Well, not just for some reason. It just felt a little awkward knowing that just a short time earlier he and Trev had crossed some very private boundaries, and Ethan still had those silly pangs of shyness about his nakedness, and certainly when sexual things were involved. He managed a shy little smile, and the three boys headed off down the stairs for supper. As it turned out, it was a pleasantly warm evening in the English countryside, and at Ashford's bidding, they dined out on the back terrace. Trevor shared his account of his day at Wimbledon, tending his ball boy duties. Telling the other boys which matches he'd been part of and such. Seems he'd become a bit of a celebrity among the other ball boys, having been hit with the racquet the previous day, and tennis great John McEnroe having mentioned it on the telly. Later the conversation turned to Ellis, and his dance lesson, and of course the unfortunate incident with the two hooligan teens. Ellis' auntie and uncle were upset when they heard about it. "It's alright..." Ellis replied. "Besides, at least there was one cool part about it. Ethan stood up for me. He was going to toss off on those punks." Both the other boys looked at each other, and burst out laughing, with Ethan nearly choking on the milk he was drinking. "Throw down..." Trevor laughed. "You meant he was going to `throw down' on them..." "What? What did I say?" Ellis asked, genuinely unaware. "You said he was going to `toss off' on them, you twit." Trevor chortled. Ellis looked back and forth between the other two boys, and then blushed bright red. The adults tried to remain dignified of course, but Ethan's dad and Mr. Hetherington had to stifle little chuckles. Ashford, who was just beginning to serve dessert, snorted out a laugh, and headed quickly back to the kitchen. Over the next fifteen minutes they finished up supper, but both Trevor and Ethan would start giggling every few minutes, causing young Ellis to frown, and wonder how long it would be before he lived down his little gaff. With supper finished, and after helping Ashford clear the table, the boys went into the study to relax and watch something on the telly. The three of them hunkered down on the large suede sofa, kicking off their shoes and socks to get comfortable. Stretching out, they watched old reruns of some silly British comedy called Mr. Bean. Ethan figured he must be the U.K.s version of Pee Wee Herman. The boys watched several episodes, and Ashford brought them some refreshments at one point; after which they switched to playing a video game together, which they played at for another hour or so. It was getting late though, and Trevor had one more day of ball boy duties, before a well deserved day off; so after finishing their game, the boys all headed upstairs for the night. They took turns in the bath doing the usual stuff, like brushing their teeth and taking a pee, and perhaps a bit of posing in the mirror. Ellis was the last one out, and before heading to his room he gave Ethan a nice hug, and thanked him again for coming to his dance instruction and for standing up for him. Ethan smiled at him, and then watched as the younger boy trundled off down the hallway to his room. Ethan looked over at Trevor's closed door, then walked over to it and knocked softly on the panel. There was no answer, so Ethan knocked again, and then turned the handle to peek inside the darkened room. From the light of the doorway, he could see Trev had already fallen asleep. It had been a long day for him on the courts, and even more draining what with their shared sexual encounter, so Ethan was not at all surprised that Trev had already conked out. He stood for a moment in the doorway watching the older boy's bare chest rise and fall with his gentle breathing. He found that he couldn't resist, and he padded softly into the room to stand quietly near Trevor's bed. Shit he looked good. Even in the dim light, the British boy looked awesome. His skin looked so smooth, so soft. Ethan glanced at the chair next to the bed and he saw the discarded clothes Trevor had been wearing; including his underwear. Ethan's eyebrows raised in curious wonder. With a wicked smile, Ethan reached over and grasped the bed sheet which was already folded down to Trev's flat stomach. Ethan smiled again, and then casually lifted the bed sheet a little. He glanced up at Trevor's boyishly cute face, and then looked back down to what he'd revealed by lifting the sheet. Trev's wonderful boy parts were splayed casually in the crook of his thighs, with his soft young penis resting at an angle on his left leg. Ethan shivered with excitement at this little unauthorized intrusion. He closed his eyes for just a moment and imagined himself crawling into the bed, and snuggling up to Trevor. God he wished that could happen. Opening his eyes again, he smiled mischievously, and still holding the sheet up, he reached in under the sheet with the forefinger of his other hand. Gently... Very gently he touched the underside of Trevor's soft penis at the base, and ran his finger softly up its length, trailing off at the gathered end of his fleshy foreskin. Ethan shivered with delight, and pulled back his hand. He was rewarded with a small bonus when he saw Trev's soft young tube start to swell a little and then creep slowly up his thigh in soft gentle pulses. Trevor shifted in his sleep, and Ethan quickly lowered the bed sheet, and stepped back. Damn, he wanted to see more, but he suddenly started feeling a little guilty about sneaking a look at his friend like this, and with a little wishful smile he turned and padded barefoot out of the room closing the door softly behind him. He crept back across the hall and into his own bedroom, where he peeled off his polo shirt laying it casually over the bed stool. Undoing the button of his shorts, he let them slip off his hips and down to the floor, where he flipped them up with his bare foot, and catching them he tossed them onto the bench. Ethan was feeling fairly exhausted now as well, and shutting off the light, he slipped under the cool evening sheets and stretched himself out on the soft mattress. Tucking his fingers behind his head, he smiled peacefully up at the ceiling. It had been quiet the day for the young American boy. He yawned tiredly, and closing his eyes he slid his hands down under the waistband of his clean white undies. Ethan fondled his own youthful boy bits for a moment, but his eyelids seemed heavy, and without knowing it, he drifted off to sleep with his hands still stuffed down the front of his briefs. There were dreams of course. Wonderfully explicit dreams, which certainly involved his friend Trevor and his younger cousin Ellis. Dreams of the three of them, playing naughty little games together. Ethan certainly wasn't aware of it, because he was soundly asleep; but he spent most of the night with a raging hard on, which was still there to greet him when he awoke the next morning. Life was certainly good for the pubescent twelve year old, and as he was about to find out, things were about to get even better. End of Chapter Five For other stories written by "About A Boy", please look me up in the Authors Section on the main page. Other titles include, "Boy From Sweden", "Blind In A Boys Eyes", and "The Thing About Cory". For a complete list, please see the Authors page. Thanks...