Author's note: This short story depicts sexual acts between males of various ages. If you are offended by sex between men, teenage boys, boys or between males of any age, why are you here? If you are not a legal adult or if this content is illegal in your locale, leave now.
This story is a work of pure fiction. The taboo acts depicted in this story are not condoned by the author, this is fantasy only. All Characters in this story are portrayed by actors 18 years of age or older. This disclaimer applies to all installments of this story, past and present.
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This tale and its characters are based on the serial Andrew's Pajama Party, which can be found in the Gay/Adult-Youth section of the archive.
“Cannon ball!” I hollered as I took flight, tucking my legs and wrapping my arms around them while my audience watched. Then, with the grace and beauty of a boulder, I dropped to the floor, landing on the stack of cushions that we had set up in the middle of the living room. Watching from the other side of the room were my guests for the evening. Andy, Logan, Hunter and Connor were watching with daring eyes as I propelled myself from the back of the couch. In an instant, their challenging expressions turned to amusement as I dropped out of the sky like a lead balloon.
I have to admit that it looked like a bomb had gone off in the room. There were game cartridges, wires, pillows and clothes strewn all over the place. Adding to the chaos was the tent that my friends and I had pitched right in the middle of the floor. Normally I would have put it up in the backyard, but it was way too cold to sleep outside so my mom said I could use it indoors. As soon as we had it pitched, my guests all tossed their overnight bags inside and we gathered up as many pillows and blankets as we could.
The weekend before we all spent the night at Andy's house while his mom went out for the evening. His dad was in charge and we got to run around and do pretty much anything we wanted. He went into his room for the evening and I dared my friends to play a few naughty games. Everyone thought that Andy's dad didn't know what we were up to, but I knew better. He never said anything or tried to stop us from having our fun, and I ended up getting a whole bunch of action. Even Andy's dad got some action from me, but none of my friends had a clue.
When the sleepover ended, all I could think about was another pleasurable night with my four cute schoolmates. I begged my mom to say yes and much to my delight, she gave in. My plan was to set up the tent in the backyard so we could have some fun without the risk of her knowing, but then the temperature dropped and it started raining. So with the sleepover now moved indoors, my friends and I invaded the living room while my mom retreated to her room.
My mom had gone out of her way to clean the place up for my sleepover, but in less than an hour we had undone all of her work. Aside from the tent that was now blocking the view from the couch to the TV, I started a pillow fight with the throw pillows off of the couch and it escalated quickly. Soon, I was holding up a seat cushion and using it as a battering ram with my pajama bottoms wrapped around my head like a doo rag.
My opponents were lined up against me, and each other, as we battled for supremacy. Logan, Andy, Hunter and my boyfriend Connor were using any weapon at their disposal as we engaged each other in combat around the living room. Eventually the fight turned into a two against three battle, with Connor fighting for my honor against the three brutes that were out to get me.
When our fight ended, we stacked the pillows up and I stood up on the backrest of the couch, holding my arms high overhead as I prepared to sail through the air. I touched down with a thud, the impact of my abrupt landing reverberating through the house and prompting my mom to call out from her bedroom, “Caleb!”
“Sorry mom,” I responded, looking at my sleepover guests with a challenging smile as I rolled off of the cushions while we listened to her footsteps, telling us that she was coming our way. When she appeared under the archway between the hallway and the living room, she gave me an exasperated look and sighed.
“When you boys are finished rough housing in here, I want you to put the pillows back on the couch,” she said, using her calm voice while I nodded obediently.
“I promise, mom,” I swore, earning me a warm smile.
“Thank you, sweetie,” she said, then she turned her attention to my guests. “Are you boys having fun?”
“Yes Ms. Patterson,” Logan answered first, smiling politely while he talked.
“How about you, Andy?” she asked, and my classmate nodded with a shy smile.
“I'm having a lot of fun,” he said, his small voice accentuated by his blushing cheeks. “Thank you for inviting us to spend the night, Mrs. Patterson.”
“It's my pleasure, sweetie,” she assured him. “I know that Caleb had a lot of fun when he spent the night at your house last weekend.”
“I did,” I chirped, giving all of my friends a knowing smile while Andy's blush deepened.
“Me too,” Hunter said, grinning from ear to ear as he looked up at my mom from where he was standing. “Thank you for letting us spend the night and put up the tent, Mrs. Patterson.”
“You're welcome, Hunter,” she said, then she turned her attention to Conner, who looked like he was hiding behind me while my mom was in the room. “Are you okay, honey?”
“Yes, ma'am,” he said in a small voice. “I'm sorry that we were rough housing in the living room.”
With a sympathetic smile, my mom told him, “Don't be sorry, Conner. I want you to have fun while you're here.”
“I am,” he assured her, still standing behind me as he gave her a timid look. I watched her eyes move from Conner's blushing face to the pajama bottoms that I had removed and was now wearing on my head, then she motioned me over to her.
“What's this all about?” she asked knowingly, kneeling down as I approached her.
“It's my helmet,” I grinned, watching her sigh as she looked my handy work over.
“Turn around, Caleb,” she instructed me, and I dutifully complied. I felt her untying the haphazard knot that I had in place, then I felt my elastic band pull more snug to my crown. At the same time, I felt her working to tie a more secure knot, then she swatted me on the bottom and said, “There, sweetie, that should hold for the rest of the evening.”
“Thanks mom,” I said with a grateful smile while my classmates watched, then she grinned and I knew she was about to embarrass me.
“You might want to put your jammie bottoms back on soon, though,” she said, letting her gaze travel down to the white cotton seat of my briefs. “Unless you're trying to show your skidmarks off to your guests.”
With that, all of my friends started to giggle while she gave them a wink. Even Connor relaxed and was giggling at us while she stood up. I responded by flashing her a cheeky grin and saying, “I'll come sit on your lap before I go to sleep.”
With that, I hung my rear end out her way and made a few wet fart noises with my tongue, then I scaled the couch for another cannon ball while my mom went to the kitchen for a soda to take to her room.
I was laying in Connor's arms, gazing up at my lovers while they petted my smiling face. It was only 10pm but the action had already been hot and heavy in the tent. My undies were somewhere in the tangle of blankets but I didn't want or need them at the moment. My hard boner was sticking straight out from my body and my chest was heaving under my pajama top while my butthole winked over and over again. I felt my boyfriend kiss me on the back of the head, then Andy leaned down and engaged me in a tongue filled kiss, one of many that I'd been treated to already.
It started when Logan decided to initiate another pillow war and I found myself on the floor, pinned underneath him. We shared a smile as we stared into each others' eyes, then I puckered up and he kissed me. Soon, I had his tongue in my mouth and we started to makeout on the floor. It seemed so daring and dangerous with my mom just down the hall, but her door was closed and I wanted to go through with it. So as our kissing grew more and more passionate, I found myself wrapping my skinny arms around his neck while he rested on his elbows.
When we broke our kiss, we looked up and noticed that the others were watching us with lecherous smiles from less than two feet away. I moaned submissively and gave Connor a needy expression and he quickly crawled closer so we could share a kiss of our own. With a second mouthful of tongue, I felt my body bursting with horny passion and it wasn't long before I lured all four of my lovers into the tent for some action.
When we lost our pants, Connor was the first to top me. We were standing on our knees when we fell into another deep kiss, but I was quickly eased onto my back and my legs were in the air in a flash. The head of his dick was slimy with precum, but I managed to sneak a tube of lotion into the tent much earlier. So as soon as my hole was lubed up, we fell into another long kiss while he slid his 12 year old boner up my butt. I tried to control my moaning but I was in such a state of bliss as I took his pleasurable thrusts that it was almost a lost cause. With a strong shudder, he achieved his climax and pulled out of me while I held my legs in place.
In no time flat, I had my feet resting on Hunter's shoulders, grinning up at him while he slowly entered me. I had a strong crush on Hunter, who always treated me like a gentleman should and was incredibly cute. His dark curls were a perfect match for his olive complected skin and his brown eyes. He returned my smile with one of his own, then he leaned down and slipped me some tongue as his thrusting got underway. Once again, I was moaning with pleasure as he serviced my horny hole, feeding me thrusts of his 11 year old boyhood and making me feel so good. My legs were rocking back and forth as he worked his magic in my body, giving me chills of delight until he shivered hard and pulled out of me.
Once again, I held my legs in place, watching with an urgent expression as Logan saddled up to my exposed, gaping hole and prepared to have sex with me. Being the oldest of our group, he was blessed in ways that the rest of us weren't. His cock was the biggest one in our group, measuring at almost five inches with a tiny patch of hair that was growing right at the base. He's easily the sexiest boy in the entire 6th grade class, with a cute smile and a plump bubble butt that I can't peel my eyes away from. Sometimes at school he lets me play with his boner in the bathroom during lunch period, which is always a pleasure for me.
He's never serviced my bottom at school, even though I occasionally offer to let him take me up the butt if he wants to. Instead he waits until after school, when him and Connor take turns hammering my horny hole while I moan submissively between them. The three of us always make out while we're together, too, but Logan and Connor never kiss when Andy and Hunter are with us. I love laying on my back and taking their boners in my mouth and in my butthole while they kiss each other and smile lovingly down at me. And while Connor is my boyfriend all the time, when we're with Logan, we both let him know that we love him too.
So as soon as Logan slipped in, I sighed with relief and let loose with a series of soft, satisfied moans. When his thrusting began, I felt my head start to spin and I quickly engaged him in another long makeout session. I could feel his hot erection throbbing as he fed me thrust after luscious thrust, keeping me hot and bothered for it as our union carried on. The mushroom shaped head of his rod felt so tight against the walls of my love tunnel, creating a moist crackle as it punished my sweet spot over and over again. We were locked in a wet, delicious kiss from start to finish, and even when he pushed all the way inside and presented me with his gooey seed, our kiss lingered.
When he finally pulled out of me, Andy slipped his 11 year old boy rod up my butt and once again, I was kissed up by my top. He was hanging onto the backs of my thighs, his hairless pelvis smashing against my splayed out crevice while my butt cheeks jiggled with every inward thrust he treated me to. While we were locked in our kiss, he began to thrust faster and faster, telling me that he was about to achieve his boygasm. I responded with a soft, feminine moan, grateful that he chose me as his lover for the evening as he prepared to cross the finish line. I could see his eyes sparkling as he reached the point of no return, then his eyelids smashed shut and he shivered hard while his boner twitched against the hot, moist lining of my butthole.
When he pulled out, Connor slid his erection back inside of me and we shared a long, tongue filled kiss while he rested. When he finally began to move back and forth, I sighed with relief and enjoyed a long session of love making. As much as I enjoy giving it up to the entire group, Connor's my boyfriend for a reason. He's easily the cutest, most considerate boy I know, and he always treats me tenderly. We hold hands everyday when we walk to his house with Logan, and he always carries my backpack to and from school. When we make out, I can see the affection in his eyes. When he tells me that he loves me, there's a genuine quality to his voice that fills me with bliss and makes me confess my love for him, too.
So while I had sex with all four of them, Connor was making love to me and it was special. As he snaked his tongue around in my mouth and gave me repeated thrusts, his warm smile filled my heart. While I was gazing into his eyes, he used his fingertips to gently caress my face and brush my bangs along my brow and I knew that he loved me even more. I was so lost in the closeness of our lovemaking that time got away from me, and when he finally shuddered with his climax, I realized that almost 10 minutes had gone by. When he stopped thrusting, we kissed and cooed at each other while he rested inside of me again, then he pulled out of me and let Logan have another turn.
When my tops were finished plowing my hole, I collapsed in Connor's arms and he held my shivering frame close. I had taken two of Logan's gooey loads in my bottom and was feeling quite sated with the action I had received. While Connor was cuddling me, the others were petting my face and kissing me on the lips while my boy boner raged between my legs. One by one, I beckoned my tops to let me suck their erections clean. For my efforts, I enjoyed almost a full hour of dick sucking while I was doted on even more. When the action finally started to wind down, we donned our undies and I fell asleep in my boyfriend's warm embrace.
Somewhere close to 1am I opened my eyes and sat up, looking around the tent at my sleeping lovers. The smell of hot butthole was strong, and intensely pleasing to me as I found my bearings. On one side of me, Connor was sound asleep on his back with a very arousing tent in the pouch of his briefs. On the other side of where I was sitting, Andy was sleeping on his tummy with a naughty grin on his face. His plump bottom looked like a white pillow, so round and inviting as it lingered by my side. To Andy's right, Logan and Hunter were sleeping on their sides. Logan's boner was quite prominent through the pouch of his undies, but Hunter seemed to be flaccid as he slumbered.
Turning my attention back to Andy, I let my eyes roam his body and felt a strong shudder grip me. His underwear clad bubble butt was in the perfect position for my enjoyment, so I stealthily crawled between his splayed out legs. Sitting on the backs of my thighs, I leaned in, planting my nose in their seat and taking a long, satisfying sniff. The spicy aroma of 11 year old boy butt instantly permeated my senses and I felt alive with pleasure as it rolled into my nostrils. Opening my mouth, I treated myself to several more deep whiffs while at the same time, inhaling through my mouth.
With my nose planted in the seat of his undies, it didn't take Andy very long to notice my presence behind him. He smiled over his shoulder, his sleepy smile accentuated by his messy brown hair as he watched me sniffing his undies. Giving me a naughty grin, he pressed his knees into the floor and his rear end raised up, pressing hard against my face while I enjoyed his essence. When he bit his lower lip and moaned, I knew what he wanted me to do.
With my hands practically trembling, I hooked the blue striped waistband of his undies and eased them off of his hips. When they were pulled to the tops of his thighs, I used my thumbs to part his buns and the pungent smell of his rear end completely encapsulated my grinning face. It was dark enough that I couldn't see his brown eye, but I was able to use my sniffing nose and the searing heat that was pouring off of it to go straight to it. With my mouth watering and my olfactory working overtime, I placed my mouth over his pucker and gave it a long French kiss that marked the beginning of a delicious feast.
While I was eating at Andy's tasty back door, I let his buns close around my face and inhaled over and over again. I felt so out of control with pleasure that I could hardly stand it and I found myself letting loose with hot, urgent moans of desire. His moist hole was always a decadent treat, but I wasn't accustomed to having such leisurely access to it and found myself pigging out. I normally have to wait until after school to eat his yummy rear end, and it's always well marinaded for my enjoyment. But in the tent, after a full night of rough housing and sex in my easy access bottom, he had worked up a major sweat that I was taking nothing but pleasure in licking away. When I felt my tongue starting to cramp, I reluctantly ended my feast and sat back on my butt.
That was when I noticed that Logan and Hunter were up, watching the show with naughty grins. I quickly assumed the position, getting on my hands and knees while I presented my horny bottom for another round of sex. Andy quickly mounted me from the back, sliding his boy rod up my hole and giving it to me hard. When he pulled out, I watched with a slutty smile in the dark as Logan slipped into my quivering hole and serviced it well. When he planted his third load up my butt, I waited for Hunter to take a turn pleasuring me.
When the bonus action at my back door was over, I got up and went to the bathroom so I could poop out all of Logan's cum. I could feel it seeping through my well used hole and didn't want to poop my pants with it, so I hurried down the hall with my hand over my bottom. As I was preparing to go into the bathroom, my mom turned the light on in the hallway.
“Honey are you okay?” she asked with a note of concern when she saw me holding my hand against my butt with a frantic look on my face.
“I have to go to the bathroom,” I said in a small voice, then I hurried in and closed the door while she walked down the hall to the living room, where the stink of anal sex was strong. Before I could sit on the toilet, I lost control for a moment and a surge of cum squirted out of my hole with the sound of a wet fart and I felt my undies get gooey. Feeling panicked at the prospect of my mom finding brown cum in the seat of my undies, I wondered what to do when she knocked at the door.
“Caleb, mommy brought you some clean undies,” she said in a soft tone, and I reluctantly opened the door. As soon as she spotted me standing there with a pathetic frown, her expression softened even more and she said, “Just toss those in the wash and I'll take care of them in the morning, okay?”
“Okay,” I sighed, then I took the clean undies from her and closed the door. When I was finished expelling the warm cum loads, I wiped my butt as good as I could and donned my fresh underwear. Bunching my dirty briefs up in a ball, I carried them to the laundry room. Making my way through the kitchen, I saw my mom sitting at the table with a concerned look. As soon as she spotted me, she beckoned me over to her and took my undies away before I could stop her.
“What happened, Caleb?” she asked gently, but I just shrugged and looked at the floor. Patting her thigh, she smiled and I took a seat while she kissed me on top of the head, then she caught a whiff of my face and scrunched her nose. Realizing that I had forgotten to wash away the evidence of my feast, I gave her a guilty frown while she combed through my hair with her fingernails.
“You know, mommy's not as clueless as you think, honey,” she said, then she held my undies up in the air, letting them unravel so that we could look at the brown cum stained seat together.
“I pooped my pants,” I fibbed weakly, and she gave me a sideways smile.
“Honey, mommy wouldn't be surprised if you did,” she said teasingly, and I knew that she was trying to make me relax. “But I've washed enough pairs of your dirtied underwear to know that you didn't poop yourself tonight.”
“I'm sorry, mom,” I said, my voice cracking as I came to the realization that she knew, then I sobbed my compromise. “I'll go to my room if you want me to.”
“Don't go to your room, honey,” she said quietly, setting my undies on the table top and wrapping her arms around me. “I love you very much, Caleb. Are you okay?”
Letting loose with a long, quiet sob, I shook my head no while tears ran down my face. I felt her start to rock me back and forth, then she kissed the top of my head.
“Let it out, baby,” she said in a voice so soft it sounded like a whisper. Giving in, I sobbed even harder, hoping at the same time that my guests couldn't hear me. Finally, she tightened her grip around my torso and said, “What is it, honey?”
“I don't want you to stop loving me like daddy did,” I admitted, and I felt her palm running up and down my back through my blue pajama top.
“I'll never stop loving you, Caleb,” she assured me, kissing the top of my head again. “Daddy didn't stop loving you, either.”
“Then why doesn't he ever want to see me or call?” I asked through an anguished whine, and she took a deep breath.
“It's not because he doesn't love you, honey,” she said, stroking my hair. “In fact, it's the exact opposite, Caleb. Daddy stays away because he's afraid that you'll stop loving him if you see him.”
“I don't understand,” I whimpered, letting her rock me while she tried to explain.
“You'll know someday, baby,” she promised me. “Just know that mommy and daddy love you very much, no matter what.”
“Do you still love daddy?” I asked in a small voice, looking up at her for an answer.
“I'll always love daddy,” she told me with a smile. “And believe it or not, daddy loves me too. We're just not in love the way a husband and a wife should be.”
“I love you, mom,” I sobbed, then I rested my head on her shoulder and let her hold me until I got all of my tears out.
Before she scooted me out of her lap, she sniffed my face again, then she picked my cum stained undies up from the table and said, “You're more like your daddy than you know, Caleb. In fact, I'm sure he'd be very proud of his little prince tonight.”
“Can I call him tomorrow?” I asked hopefully, and she smiled playfully.
“I'll tell you what, honey,” she said, handing me my dirty briefs. “You go put these in the wash for mommy, then go wash your hands and face. Then come see mommy for a hug and kiss goodnight before you get back in the tent. When your little boyfriends go home tomorrow, we'll give daddy a call and talk about everything.”
“Okay,” I said with a smile, wiping my tears away.
She scooted me out of her lap and as soon as we were up, she winked at me and said, “And Caleb?”
“When you get back in the tent with your boyfriends, try to keep it down this time, honey,” she said with a knowing smile that made me blush.
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