Hi folks! Welcome back to my story based on characters from the earlier story Nathan's Nipples. This is the 7th and final part. If you haven't yet read parts 1 thru 6 you can find them in my story archive here on my Prolific Authors page.
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Gamin Paramour, July 2021
Part 7
Evan's Mom pulled her SUV to a stop in the Sullivans' circle drive. We bustled out and retrieved our backpacks from the cargo area as Jake's broadly smiling mother stepped across the paving stones to the driver's door.
"Good morning Evelyn," she said brightly. "Hi boys."
"Hi Mrs. Sullivan," we said in rough unison.
"Thanks so much for having Evan this weekend, Grace," Evan's Mom said as we slung our backpacks onto our shoulders and closed the rear hatch. "He and Nathan have talked about nothing else for a week since you invited them."
"It's our pleasure, really," Mrs. Sullivan said. "They're sweet boys and quite fun to have around, much more than Jake's older friends to be honest."
"Yes," Evan's Mom replied knowingly. "We are not exactly looking forward to the teen years."
"Can you stay for coffee?"
"I'd really love to Grace but Frank and I want to get on the road before it gets too late. It's a couple of hours up to the B and B in Lakewood and we want to make the most of our kid-free weekend!"
"As opposed to my kid-filled weekend!" Mrs. Sullivan laughed. "Sean thinks I'm nuts having so many boys over when he's not here to help."
"What?" Mrs. Yates exclaimed. "Your husband isn't home?"
"He's giving a presentation tonight at a medical device convention in Chicago. He gets home late tomorrow evening."
"Boy, you are nuts!" Evan's Mom said jokingly. "I don't think I'd even attempt to ride herd on 7 boys by myself, even good ones like these."
She dismissed it with a wave of the hand. "Oh, I'll be fine, and Jake's big enough to help."
"Well good luck," Mrs. Yates said. "You're gonna need it!"
"Thanks Evelyn," Mrs. Sullivan said. "You two enjoy your grownup time!" She stepped back so that Evan could approach the car window.
"Have fun and be good for Mrs. Sullivan, OK Evan?"
"I will," he assured her and stuck his head into the window to give her a nice kiss. "Bye, Mom. Have a good time at the lake!"
"Thanks, sweetie," she said and pulled the car carefully away, waving goodbye to all.
"I love you Mom!" Evan called after her, getting a "Love you too!" in return.
Unlike your average nearly-11-year-old he was not embarrassed at all by this kind of mushy stuff. I loved how emotionally present he was, and I loved his good little heart.
"Have you boys had breakfast?" Mrs. Sullivan asked, ushering us toward the house. "The others are in the kitchen and there's plenty of eggs and pancakes."
"I had cereal at home," I said, "but I do love pancakes!"
Mrs. Sullivan laughed as we hurried through the entry foyer — roughly the size of a train station waiting room. We stashed our backpacks next to the three that were already there and went into the kitchen.
Nearly our entire circle of gay friends was present, grinning and calling out hellos and good mornings, except for those with mouthfuls. Only declining to attend were Tommy and Richie, because Tommy was still nervous about so many people knowing his proclivities and Richie was still taking his cues from Tommy. I decided not to point out that this whole group had already heard how the Four Musketeers utilized the flip houses.
"You remembered to bring your swim suits I hope," Jake said, licking syrup from his lip. "We just opened the pool this week and it's supposed to be 85 today."
"Yeah," Alex added with the most innocent expression he could possibly fake. "It's going to be hot!"
Everybody but Mrs. Sullivan caught the subtext and shocked, red-faced smiles broke out all around.
Everybody sat on stools around the huge kitchen island where we had eaten pizza the night of our first movie date. I hadn't seen her behind the crowd of boys but Janie suddenly burst forward and ran straight into my arms.
"Nathan!" she cried as I folded her into an embrace. She craned up for a kiss and I obliged her, being quite used to it having visited Jake's house twice before. She broke away just as quickly and switched to Evan, who wrapped her in an even tighter hug and pressed a kiss on her even before she had the chance.
My boyfriend was fast becoming the most affectionate person I'd ever met, and I liked it!
There were three stools left without boy-butts in them, flanked by Benny on one side and Drew on the other. Evan stepped forward and I fully expected him to claim the spot next to Benny — as far from Drew as he could get — but he shocked me by climbing onto the stool right next to his arch-nemesis. I could see that Drew and Hunter were both equally surprised and I prayed that the weekend wouldn't be ruined already with a nasty scene.
Such a thing would be utterly unlike my Evan, but then he had lately been a little nuts when it came to Drew.
"Hi Drew. Hi Hunter," he said with a smile that sure looked real to me. "I'm glad you could come this weekend. I've been wanting to get to know you guys better." Drew and Hunter looked at each other and then back at Evan with amazed smiles.
"Um, yeah," Drew said, inflating with genuine happiness. "Us too, right Hunter?"
"Yeah," Hunter said eagerly.
Hunter was a fairly big boy at 12½ but his voice was a really high soprano and his ultra-white Nordic skin showed no sign yet of arm or leg hair. I was sure he had quite a ways to go before puberty.
Actually I thought he was smokin', and it struck me again how it always seemed to be the younger-looking boys who caught my eye the most. I reflected on how lucky I was that my boyfriend was the youngest of the bunch and looked it!
I slipped onto the stool next to Evan and immediately Janie climbed into the last remaining seat between me and Benny. I smiled at her and she ate it up, curling her little arm around mine and leaning her head on my shoulder.
"Don't be a pest now, Janie," Mrs. Sullivan mildly warned as she put a plate of pancakes in front of me. "The boys were nice enough to let you stay around, so don't make them regret it."
"I won't, Mom," she said, still smiling dreamily up at me.
"Um, Janie," I said gently, "I'm gonna need that arm to eat my pancakes."
"Oh, sorry," she said and released me, folding her hands in her lap and watching intently as I ate. I felt a bit self-conscious but decided to just go with it. Who knows why little girls develop crushes like this? And besides, she was adorable!
Breakfast talk ranged from the hot anticipation of school letting out for the summer in two weeks to the work Jake and his Dad had done to get the pool open in time for the weekend, evolving finally into a debate over plans for the day's activities.
"Let's go swimming right away," Benny quickly suggested. "I've been looking forward to it all week."
"We should save the pool for after lunch," Alex countered. "It'll be the hottest part of the day then and we'll want to cool off."
"Yeah," Jake agreed. "If we're going to play baseball we should do it this morning, before it gets too hot."
"I guess that makes sense," Benny caved in. I caught a flicker of naughtiness in his eyes and I realized that he was simply eager to get in the water and start feeling people up!
"Why don't you boys get your backpacks out of my nice neat foyer first?" Mrs. Sullivan asked, though everyone realized it was actually an order. "Take them down to the basement and get yourselves settled in where you're going to sleep."
"OK, Mom," Jake said.
"We're gonna sleep in the basement?" Benny asked Jake quietly. "Next to the furnace and water heater and stuff?"
Jake laughed. "That stuff's in the sub-basement," he said. "C'mon, I'll show you."
We trooped down the stairs off of the back hallway and arrived in the magnificently finished family room where Evan and I had played Zelda on Playstation 3 with Jake and Alex the second time we were here — and that time we actually played. Benny gaped and spun around, taking it all in, and I must say I too was just as impressed as I had been the first time. The wide windows up high on the walls let in plenty of daylight revealing a family room that was even nicer than Alex's Media Room, although the TV wasn't quite as big. If you hadn't just come down a set of stairs from the main floor you wouldn't even know you were underground.
"Whoa!" Benny exclaimed. "Man, this is awesome!" and I saw Drew and Hunter both gawking as well, grinning and nodding their heads in recognition of the opulence.
There was a stone fireplace along one wall already loaded with logs and I counted seven camping-style sleeping pads arrayed before it in a semi-circle. On each cushion was a rolled-up sleeping bag, which explained why Jake had told us not to bring our own. Why a family of four owned seven sleeping bags and seven camping mattresses escaped me. Jake saw me surveying the scene and stepped to my side.
"It gets a little chilly down here at night," he explained. "There are heaters, but it's more fun to have a fire and make s'mores and stuff. Mom makes us put the fire out before we go to sleep so then we'll turn on the heaters."
"Cool!" I said with a smile.
We all placed our backpacks on the sleeping pads of our choice, Jake dead center so he could tend the fire and Alex, of course, by his side. Evan grabbed the place next to Alex while I, of course, took the left end spot next to my boyfriend. Drew and Hunter grabbed the spots to Jake's right leaving poor Benny sort of odd-man-out, all the way on the right end next to Hunter, who he didn't know at all. Jake saw the consternation on Benny's face.
"We don't have to sleep in these exact places," he said. "That's just for sitting around the fire. When we go to sleep we can move the beds wherever we want."
"When there's more than just Jake and me we usually put them all in a circle in the middle of the room," Alex told his friend with a smile. "That way nobody's all the way at the end."
Benny nodded acceptance as Alex stepped close to him and whispered, "Besides, we're probably not gonna stay in the same bed the whole night anyway."
Benny grinned and that naughty twinkle returned to his eye.
There was a baseball field a couple of blocks from Jake's house and we had a fun couple of hours playing Piggy Move-Up, even though the only ones any good at baseball were Jake and Drew. Hunter, Alex and I managed not to embarrass ourselves but Evan and Benny were fairly hopeless.
My only slightly mortifying moment was when I served up a chest-high puffball of a pitch and Jake ripped a supersonic line-drive straight at my face. I guess I should have been proud of my quick reaction, literally saving face by spinning backwards away from the screaming horsehide just a split second before it split my forehead. Unfortunately these self-heroics landed me with a thud on the dirt of the pitcher's mound and sparked uproarious laughter from my playmates.
My face was red but at least it was still attached to my skull.
When a Little League team showed up and the coach claimed the field for spring practice I was ready to be done anyway. Jake and Alex chatted a bit with some of the boys they knew from the neighborhood — including one little strawberry blond who was extremely cute — but soon their coach rounded them up for drills and we headed back to Jake's. As Alex had predicted we were hot and sweaty and ready for the pool.
The seven of us crashed boisterously through the back door into the large mudroom, making a noise they could probably hear three houses away. Mrs. Sullivan came in with a broad smile.
"Hey boys, how was your game?"
"It was great, Mrs. S," I said, taking the liberty of coining a nickname less cumbersome than 'Mrs. Sullivan.' She didn't seem to mind.
"Jake won of course," I said, "but Drew was close behind!"
"Everybody played good," Jake said in feigned modesty, though you could see in his eyes that he loved being the best.
"Everybody played well," his mother corrected, gently taking him down half a peg.
"Oh... right," the boy muttered, and his look of superiority departed instantly.
"Let's get in that pool!" Benny piped to the general agreement of all, but Mrs. S raised a manicured hand.
"Hold on," she said, silencing us. "You boys got filthy playing ball, and Mr. Sullivan doesn't want all that dirt in his nice clean pool, so you'll all need to take a quick shower before you go in."
Boyish grousing ensued and I frowned, perplexed. I looked around and, sure, we were all sweaty and there were the occasional streaks of dirt here and there but we certainly weren't what you'd call filthy. At the public pool there were signs saying that you must shower before entering the water but nobody actually did it. We were about to get into what is essentially a big-ass bathtub! We all looked to Jake for guidance.
"You heard the lady," he said, in a commanding quasi-adult tone. "It won't take too long. There's a small shower in the pool house, a bigger one downstairs off the family room and the hall bath on the second floor. Go down and grab your swim suits then pick a bathroom. Me and Alex keep suits in the pool house so we'll just shower out there and meet you guys in the water."
"And actually wash yourselves!" Mrs. S ordered, firmly in Mom-mode. She strode off toward the kitchen and threw over her shoulder, "I'll know if you don't!"
Alex sidled up to Evan and me as we trooped toward the basement stairs. "She really will know, too," he said quietly. "She's got, like, radar or something about dirt."
He and Jake peeled off toward the pool deck and I stage-whispered, "Have fun getting clean!"
Alex grinned and whispered back, "Have fun getting dirty!"
The five of us shared naughty smiles as we arrived downstairs to get our suits. I felt a little rumbling in the tummy and realized in surprise that I needed to take care of something before getting in the pool.
I turned back toward the stairs and said, "Listen, I think I'd better use the upstairs bathroom by myself, for something else besides a shower."
"Nathan has to take a dump!" Benny crowed and laughed out loud.
Evan turned to him with a disgusted look and said, "Real mature, Benny!"
"Hey, I'm 11," the boy said. "How mature should I be?"
"This shower is huge!" Hunter called from the bathroom doorway. "Four of us could fit in here easy!"
"That sounds like fun to me!" Benny said, then lowered his voice in alarm. "Wait, can Mrs. S hear us down here?"
"I don't think so," Evan said. "Last time Nathan and I were here we played video games real loud and when I went up to ask for more potato chips I couldn't even hear the game."
"Cool," Benny said. "Then let's get naked!"
Benny and Hunter began eagerly stripping, and I confess that I stalled a little bit just to get a look at Hunter's junk. He was beautiful, by the way, with a fair-sized and meaty bright pink boy-dick and a nice, loose sack. He had not yet begun any pubertal changes that I could see and I regretted that I wouldn't be helping him wash, but then the weekend had only just begun.
Drew approached my boyfriend somewhat warily.
"Evan?" he asked gently. "Is this OK? I can wait and shower by myself if you want."
Evan shot me a glance but then turned a friendly smile toward Drew. "It's OK, Drew," he said. "Nathan explained everything and, yeah, I was pretty upset for a while, but now I really hope we can be friends. I think a nice shower together might be a good start."
Drew's face lit up and he grinned. "That's great!" he said. "I swear, I never meant anything against you, and you know me and Hunter are together now."
Evan smiled naughtily and nodded toward Hunter. "Looks like that worked out pretty well for you."
All eyes turned to lovely naked Hunter whose cock was standing up so hard it looked almost painful. It was indeed a beauty, just as long as Drew's but markedly thicker. His helmet head was slightly larger than the shaft and I imagined that Evan was anticipating how it would feel entering him.
Actually, I was too.
My guts rumbled again and with disappointment and envy in my heart I grabbed my swim suit and hurried up the stairs while my friends prepared to sample one another's charms.
I found the Jack 'n Jill bathroom right between Jake's room and Janie's, with a door off of the hallway as well as each child's bedroom. I carefully locked all three doors and stripped naked, figuring I might as well be unencumbered while doing my business since I would then go straight into the shower. I always liked when it worked out that I could go straight from the toilet to the shower because then I could follow the mediocre performance of dry toilet paper with a much more thorough cleaning in the shower.
Although it was unusual for me to poop in the middle of the day it went off without a hitch and in a very few minutes I was running water for my shower. I verified there was a clean bath towel and body wash and stepped into the warm spray. It was a big, super nicely-tiled tub and shower, which did not surprise me in a house like this.
After cleaning my southern hemisphere I washed my hair. I'm not sure why I did that since I was about to get into a chlorinated pool and would need to wash it again afterward. Habit, I guessed. You step into the shower and just perform your routine.
I rinsed the shampoo from my head and face and when I opened my eyes I gasped in shock! There was an indistinct pink form moving just on the other side of the frosted shower door, and after an instant to restart my heart I realized who it was.
"Janie!" I yelled. "What the hell are you doing?"
"Please Nathan!" she begged loud enough to be heard over the rushing water. "Please don't be mad."
The shower door opened and there was my friend's 7-year-old sister, stark naked!
"Please listen to me, Nathan!" she begged. I covered my crotch with the wash cloth, about all I could think of to do.
"How did you get in here?" I demanded, keeping my eyes steadfastly on her face. "I'm sure I locked all three doors!"
Janie looked apologetic. "There's this little hole next to the doorknob, and if you stick like a nail or something in there it pops the lock open."
I had actually heard of that.
"Just get out of here!" I yelled. "What if your mother came in?"
"She won't," Janie insisted, still pleading. "She's getting lunch ready. Please Nathan! Let's be naked like special friends."
My mouth came open and even while my heart raced in fear and embarrassment I couldn't help but take note of her beautiful, nude innocence. I had never seen a naked girl before, not even a baby, and I have to admit that I was interested enough to take this opportunity.
It wasn't a sexual interest in any way. She was a girl and girls don't do it for me, but at her age 95% of her body looked just like a little boy's. Furthermore, except for the obvious anatomical difference she was a 7-year-old Jake standing before me in the buff, begging me to look, and that would prove to be potent fuel for my future fantasies.
"Jake explained it to me last year when I caught him and Alex in bed with their PJs off. He said only special friends are close enough to be naked together and it makes them even better friends. I really want a special friend, Nathan. Please let me be special friends with you."
It was heartbreaking to see such longing and sincerity in her moist brown eyes and I felt myself caving. Janie saw it and a smile spread across her sweet face. She stepped into the shower and closed us in.
I stood there, my breath coming shallow and only the washcloth still offering meager protection to my privates.
Formerly private, I guess.
Janie grinned up at me. "Thank you, Nathan," she said without a trace of naughty innuendo. There was nothing sexual in it for her, either. To her we really were simply close enough friends to be naked together, and it was very special to her. I didn't have the heart to take it away from her.
"Look at me, Nathan," she said, turning her round little butt toward me and bending at the waist to present it for inspection. "You're my special friend so you get to see all of me." After a pretty long time, maybe 15 seconds, she turned back around and frowned at my washcloth. "C'mon, Nathan. I'm your special friend too, right?"
I gulped but there was no point in trying to stop it now. It had already gone so far that if we got caught I'd never get off grounding no matter how innocent we both insisted it was. I dropped my hands to my sides and showed her all of my boyness.
Janie grinned and bent right down to get a close look. I was afraid for a second that she would touch me but it seemed in Janie World special friends get to see but that's all. After a moment she straightened back up and said, "OK, now you look close at me."
She opened her legs wide and threw her shoulders back, offering the widest-open view of her bald genitalia, which as far as I could see was just a puffy pink mound with a little vertical slit. I didn't think I would, but I found myself bending down to take that close-up look.
It was mysterious, strange and fascinating, and all the more so since at age 11 I was still unclear on precisely how straight people got their jollies putting the boy-bits together with the girl-bits. Based on my experience with gay sex it seemed logical that a stiff dick had to fit into a hole somewhere, but Janie's show-and-tell did little to illuminate things.
In a few minutes it started to feel downright normal taking a shower with Janie. She was the same sweet, happy little girl in the nude as she was with her clothes on. All she wanted was to be intimate, to feel we were real friends who could share anything together. It was actually flattering that she wanted her special friend to be me.
"Hey Nathan?" she asked in a serious tone. "Are all the boys who came over today special friends?"
"Yes, Janie," I said. "All seven of us, and there's two more, too."
"Wow," she said, impressed. "And you all get naked together?"
"Sometimes," I said. "Not all at once usually. This is the first time so many of us have been together."
"Do you think I could be everybody's special friend too?"
"Well," I said hesitantly, "you can't just jump right in and get naked with somebody. It worked today with me because I already knew you and I already liked you a lot, but it probably wouldn't go as well with, like, Drew and Hunter for example. They don't know you at all."
"I guess I'd better give them some time, huh?" she said.
"Good idea," I said, glad to have side-stepped the issue.
She pointed out a large dirty spot on my lower back which she insisted on washing for me. Of course I could neither confirm nor deny this alleged dirt so she could have been scamming me but I didn't think it likely. This wasn't a hanky-panky shower, it was a special friends shower, and I had in fact hit the pitcher's mound pretty hard ducking that line-drive from Jake, so such a dirt spot was entirely plausible. I let her wash me and she reveled in it, insisting that I wash her back as well.
Before I knew what was happening we were washing each other pretty thoroughly, though we both instinctively avoided between the legs. It was entirely different than showering with Evan. I could never have touched a wet and naked Evan without springing a hard-on that could penetrate concrete. This was pleasant but not erotic, sort of like I imagined it would be to bathe a baby. Her skin was even softer than Evan's, which is saying a lot, and washing her cute little buns in particular gave me strong feelings of tenderness and protectiveness towards her.
I really enjoyed it and I know she did too.
Afterwards we helped dry each other, chatting and feeling completely comfortable. No boner was popped during this shower, and I emerged feeling truly close to Janie.
When I arrived back at the pool the guys were playing volleyball. Just as I stepped onto the deck I heard Hunter call out, "Nine serving thirteen!" which meant they had already played 22 points. And that's assuming this was their first game!
"There he is!" Alex exclaimed before Hunter could serve. "Nathan! Where were you, man?"
I'm sure my face was beet red.
"Sorry," I mumbled. "Time kind of... you know."
Evan bobbed over to the side in front of me. "Are you OK?" he quietly asked, his voice full of concern. "Did you have bathroom trouble?"
I'm sure I got redder.
"No," I mumbled. "Not the kind that you mean."
He looked at me quizzically but I waved him off, forcing a smile for the others. "OK, whose team am I on?"
"Ours!" Benny quickly shouted. "We're about to lose because we've got all the short guys on our side!"
"No," Jake catcalled from across the net. "You're about to lose because we've got all the skills on our side!"
"Says the guy who's five-feet, eleventy-seven inches," Benny retorted, but he wore a huge smile as he said it.
"Wait Nathan," Mrs. S called. "Since you're still dry would you mind helping bring out the food? I was going to ask Jake to do it but I'd prefer not to have a dripping wet boy traipsing across my nice clean kitchen floor."
There was that phrase again, "nice clean." Her nice neat foyer, the nice clean pool, now her nice clean floor. She was a terrific lady but she was sure obsessed with clean.
"Sure Mrs. S," I said and followed her into the kitchen. Janie was there, looking very cute in a skin-tight blue tank suit that didn't hide her shape any more than the birthday suit she had just modeled for me. She grinned at me but said nothing as she stacked paper plates, cups and napkins on a tray.
"Can you manage this, Nathan?" Mrs. S asked, indicating a large platter piled with raw hot dogs.
The question was almost insulting given that I was nearly 12 and could certainly carry a tray of meat 40 feet, but I knew she didn't mean anything by it so I just smiled and said, "Sure."
"Put it on the table by the grill, honey," she said, and I was surprised that the pet name felt so nice and made me smile.
Janie walked close by with her tray of paper goods and whispered, "Yeah, honey," in a tone of good-natured teasing. She walked away grinning back at me over her shoulder, and I noted how the tight swim suit clung to her cute little butt-cleavage like it was vacuum-molded to her.
I'm tellin' you, if she was a boy that shower may have gone very differently.
I picked up the meat tray and followed her out to the pool deck, where the guys were out of the water and drying themselves, but only four of them.
"Where's Benny and Hunter?" I asked, carefully setting the platter on the table.
Evan stepped close and whispered, "They're crazy, Nathan! They were super hot for each other in the shower and now Hunter took Benny into the pool house to suck his dick!"
Jake nosed in and added, "Hunter never saw one with skin before. I told 'em they'd better not but Hunter said he just couldn't wait until tonight."
"But your Mom will wonder where they are!"
The screen door banged announcing Mr. S's arrival on the pool deck and we all spun around in alarm. "OK boys," she said brightly, setting down two big bowls of chips and pretzels. "Ready for lunch?"
Even with disaster just a sliding door away boys will be starving boys and we descended upon the snacks like locusts. I stuffed my mouth with chips and anxiously watched the pool house door, chanting in my mind Please come out, please come out, please come out.
"I see you've already found the soda in the cooler," Mrs. S observed. She opened the lid of the gas grill and started placing raw hot dogs on the grate, where they sizzled enticingly. "I know you boys love a nice hot wiener!"
I nearly choked on my chips and I shot glances to the guys, who were all stifling guffaws. Janie looked on like we were all insane.
Mrs. S fumbled around the grill, her brow wrinkled. "Where are the barbecue tongs?" she said to no one in particular. Then she brightened. "Oh, I know," she said, and strode purposefully straight to the pool house.
I gasped and actually did choke on my chips. Evan quickly helped me take a drink of his Pepsi, which fixed my chip problem but when we looked back to Mrs. S she was just reaching the pool house door!
"Owww!" came a shrill cry. "Mommy! It hurts! It hurts!"
Mrs. S spun around and so did we, to find Janie standing by the grill clutching her left hand with her right, hopping around in pain and tears streaming down her face.
"Janie!" Mrs. S exclaimed, rushing back to her daughter with fear in her eyes.
"I burned myself, Mommy!" Janie cried, bawling hard. "Oh, Mommy it hurts!"
Mrs. S took Janie's hand and examined it.
"Here baby, Mommy will make it better," she cooed. "Jake! Run inside and get the aloe vera ointment we use for sunburns. And a small band-aid. The waterproof kind."
To her credit, when her kid needed help those nice clean floors could go to hell.
She coaxed Janie's hand open and it appeared that she had burned the very tip of her left pinky. It was quite red but it was a tiny burn and didn't look too bad.
I was very relieved, both for Janie's sake and for the idiots in the pool house.
Mrs. S took a paper napkin and wet it from her bottle of drinking water. She wrapped Janie's little finger and the girl calmed as the cooling moisture eased the pain.
"Honey, it was very silly of you to touch the grill," Mrs. S gently chided. "You're old enough to know better."
"I'm sorry, Mommy," Janie sniffed in a voice that sounded more like a four-year-old. "It was an accident."
Jake returned with the aloe and the band-aid and Mrs. S began treating the burn. While her Mom was thus occupied Janie gave me a sly smile and winked, giving a tiny nod toward the pool house where Hunter and Benny were just emerging.
My mouth fell open at the realization. Janie had deliberately sacrificed her pinky finger to create a distraction and save our bacon. That was the second time a Sullivan had rescued us from Gay Armageddon just as it looked like we were done for! I sure hoped it was the last because my heart couldn't take any more.
"How does that feel, sweetie?" Mrs. S asked with a smile, and Janie returned a grin.
"It's better now Mommy," she said and hugged her around the neck.
Mrs. S turned back to the grill where the hot dogs were now a blackened, smoking ruin.
"Jake, honey?" she asked. "Will you see if you can find the barbecue tools in the pool house? Now I guess I need the scraper as well as the tongs."
"OK, Mom," he said and headed off, but I noticed that he intercepted Hunter and Benny on the way and whispered stern words to them. They both looked properly chastised.
Lunch was delicious and the afternoon passed as innocently as seven gay tweens could possibly manage, though there was some inevitable underwater fondling in the pool. I myself got a lovely, lingering handful of Hunter which I wouldn't have missed for anything.
Janie with her waterproof band-aid splashed and roughhoused right along with us, and I made a large point of keeping her included in our play — except for the fondling. I got some strange looks from the guys but they all liked Janie too and after all it was her house and her pool just as much as it was Jake's, so before long she was being treated more or less like a member of the gang.
Well, less actually, but not that much less because we were all keeping it pretty chaste.
"I think you kids should start cleaning up for dinner," Mrs. S called from the back door. "The pizza will be delivered in about an hour, so you all have time to cycle through the downstairs shower. Dry off completely before you go inside so you don't drip on my..."
"Nice clean floors!" we all shouted right along with her, and cracked up laughing.
She put her hands on her hips and tried to look mad, but she couldn't suppress a grin.
"OK for you, smart guys!" she said. "But yes, there's no need to drip all over the house when there's plenty of towels in the pool house."
Jake and Alex brought towels out for us and we all dried ourselves in the warm sun on the pool deck until there was not a drop left to be dripped.
"OK," Jake announced, "let's go get wet again!" His tone spoke volumes about how dumb he thought it was, but he knew better than to argue with Mom.
We arrived downstairs and began peeling off our wet swimsuits. There was a bit of grab-ass going on, particularly by Benny and Hunter, but there wasn't a ton of time so we mostly just got on with showering and dressing.
Alex got everyone's attention.
"Anybody who wants to have butt play later," he instructed, "needs to clean up back there really good and use one of these..." He held up a Fleet's enema and displayed it around so everyone could see, "...especially if you want to get licked there. If you need help with it I'm sure you can find a volunteer." It got a small laugh and Alex grinned.
Soon we were all shiny clean inside and out and kinda-sorta dressed. The uniform of the evening was gym-type shorts and t-shirts, underwear optional. Alex proudly pulled up the leg of his baggy shorts to show his bare cock and balls.
"I'm ready for whatever happens," he said with a lewd grin.
Just as we were about to head up we heard feathery-light footsteps on the stairs. Janie stuck her cute face around the corner and called, "Pizza's here!"
"I never heard the doorbell," I commented.
"Janie waits in the front window for the pizza guy like she's watching for Santa on Christmas Eve," Jake told me, again in a tone that implied it was one more stupid thing he had to put up with.
I thought it was cute, but then I was particularly enamored of Janie right then. Jake was known to cop a little too-cool-for-the-room attitude sometimes, and I decided he needed to know just how cool his little sister actually was.
"Just a sec," I said, touching him on the arm and letting the final two boys go up before us. Jake looked at me questioningly.
"Do you have any idea what your amazing sister did for us today?"
"Huh?" Jake asked with a wrinkled brow. "What do you mean?"
"Your brave, loyal little sister burned her own finger on purpose, to keep your Mom from walking in on Hunter and Benny in the pool house."
"What?" Jake said skeptically. "No, that was just a coincidence."
"No it wasn't," I insisted. "As soon as your Mom wasn't looking she smiled at me and winked."
Jake shook his head. "How could she know what was going on in there? She's too young to know about blow jobs and stuff."
"She didn't know exactly what they were doing but she figured out that they were in there naked," I insisted, "because they're special friends, and her big brother told her that special friends get naked together."
Jake's face fell. "Oh, shit," he muttered.
I quickly went through how Janie had ambushed me in the shower, begging me to be special friends with her.
"She said she caught you and Alex in bed naked."
Jake got quietly defensive. "What could I do?" he implored. "It was, like, the first time Alex slept over after we started doing it, and we didn't have everything figured out yet. Janie sneaked in to scare us and she saw that we were cuddled up together and our pajamas were right out there on the floor. She's real smart and she knew we were naked. I had to tell her something."
"I'll say she's smart," I said. "Did you notice that she made the tiniest burn she could, and on the finger she uses the least? Plus she figured out how to open a locked bathroom door by sticking a nail into the little release hole."
"No shit?" Jake said admiringly. "I always wondered why the bedroom and bathroom doorknobs had those holes."
"And now all she wants is to be a special friend too. She wants to be super-close with you and me and all of us, the kind of friends who can share anything. Get her in private and talk to her. She'll tell you."
"Well," the boy acceded, "I should at least talk to her I guess."
"Be honest, Jake!" I insisted, smiling encouragingly. "That's everything to Janie. She's a very smart, very cool kid and she loves you like crazy. If you trust her enough to be completely honest then she'll always have your back and never tell your secrets."
Jake smiled warmly. "She is pretty cool, isn't she? Thanks, Nathan. You're pretty cool too."
I think I might have blushed a little.
Again there was great pizza, this time from a different place because the fancy restaurant didn't deliver. Mrs. S was in a particularly good mood after a big glass of red wine and she laughed and joked with us all through the meal.
Back in the basement Jake lit the fire, which took all of five seconds because it had a gas starter. Janie joined us for an hour of video games, reveling in simply being included. While we played Jake quietly made his way around to all the boys, privately cluing them into how Janie had taken a painful burn to save us all. Marveling at this astounding news all the guys basically adopted her as our collective little sister.
We put on the Despicable Me DVD for about the 40th time and ten minutes later Mrs. S came down the stairs with a tray. We crowded around like jackals on a fresh kill.
"Here's the fixings for your s'mores," she said. "Let's not have any more burned fingers, and no melted chocolate or marshmallow on my carpet or my furniture! Promise me you'll be careful."
Six of us said, "Yes Ma'am" while Jake and Janie said, "Yes, Mom."
Mrs. S went back upstairs and we made s'mores and watched the movie.
The furnishings survived unsullied.
I noticed a few incidents of couples under afghan throws taking mild advantage of each other's baggy shorts and missing underwear, but they kept it quiet and out of Janie's sight so she didn't notice.
When Mrs. S came down to retrieve the tray and pack Janie off to bed she stood by in surprise as the girl made her way around the room for goodnight kisses from everyone in attendance.
"My," I heard Mrs. S say as she ushered Janie up the stairs, "You're quite a hit with the boys, aren't you?"
"Yes Mommy!" she gushed. "They're all my friends now!"
I was glad she didn't say "special."
We switched the DVD to the first Transformers movie, which despite being better suited to a bunch of tween boys it went substantially ignored in favor of much more aggressive under-blanket games involving easily accessible genitals. In about an hour Mrs. S came down again.
"I'm going to bed now," she said. "Jake, I'm trusting you to be a responsible host. Make sure the fire is out before you go to sleep, don't wreck the house and don't stay up too late. Oh, I know you'll stay up too late but just not all night, OK?"
"OK, Mom," Jake said indulgently and let himself be hugged. He craned up to kiss her and it was actually sweet. "Good night, Mom," he said as she started up the stairs.
"Good night, Jakey," she said lovingly. "Good night, boys."
We all said some form of, "Good night, Mrs. S." and Drew turned to Jake with a smile.
"Your Mom's cool," he said, and Jake smiled in appreciation.
He waited at the bottom of the stairs until the door at the top clicked closed, then turned to us with a naughty grin.
"Party time," Jake said, and Alex dispatched the DVD without another glance. In two more button-pushes a cable music channel came on and Adele's "Rolling in the Deep" started playing.
"Are you sure your Mom won't come down again?" Hunter asked, gripping the bone-hard bulge in his shorts.
Alex pushed his baggy shorts down his hips until they dropped to his ankles. "Does this answer your question?" He peeled off his t-shirt and stood gloriously, beautifully naked, fully boned and ready to rock. "Me and Jake have fooled around down here a dozen times when I slept over and nobody's ever come down even once."
"My folks are cool about sleepovers being private kid time," Jake said. "My Dad says we need to feel free to swear and fart and tell dirty jokes and stuff. He calls it a rite of passage, whatever than means."
I was sure Evan could explain it, but I guess he was too horny for pontificating because he didn't say anything.
Benny stripped off his two tiny bits of clothing and said, "Then let's get busy, you guys!"
Alex stepped right up to him and pulled him down onto the nearest sleeping pad. "We're naked first so I guess it's you and me!" and stifled Benny's attempted reply by covering his mouth with a big kiss.
I thrilled to the sight of the two excited pre-teens starting each other's motor. Alex climbed on top of Benny and began grinding his hips, dick-to-uncircumcised dick with the cute Latino. They were soon gasping and moaning around their kiss, attacking the other's mouth with animal hunger.
Alex whispered something into Benny's ear and the boy's smile widened as he nodded emphatically. Alex kissed his way down Benny's body but only paused at the uncut boy-dick for a moment, just for a taste, then he slid down further to give his hairless balls an equally quick suck. He lifted Benny's legs and the boy opened himself, my first wide-open view of his small brown asshole, and I knew what Alex was going for.
"Oh, man!" Benny moaned as Alex's little pink tongue drove straight into his hole. "Holy shit, Alex!" he cried. "I knew it would feel good but holy shit!"
I caught a bit of motion in my peripheral vision and turned just enough to see my Evan, already nude, approach Drew and Hunter who were just finishing stripping off. He said something to them I couldn't hear but then my attention was jerked back to Benny, who grunted huskily as Alex slid his middle finger squarely into his butthole.
"Oh, yeah!" Benny cried. "Oh fuck that's right up there!"
"Do you like it?" Alex asked, his carnal smile showing that he already knew the answer. "Do you like it way up inside?"
"Yes, Alex, yes!" the boy moaned. "I never had anything in there before, but it feels super good!"
"Gimme some more lube, Jake," Alex said to his boyfriend, who had materialized at their side.
I was startled when someone crushed against me from behind and slipped his hands up the front of my t-shirt. When the little fingers found my nips I knew by the touch that it was Evan. In one second the erotic electricity was coursing through me, making my dick lurch to even greater rigidity than it already was.
"Hi Nathan," Evan said from behind in his well-known sex-kitten purr. He wasn't quite tall enough to reach my neck so he kissed my t-shirt between the shoulder blades.
Suddenly Drew was in front of me. "Hi Nathan," he said in precisely the same sexy tone, and then he was skinning my shirt up and off. I felt another set of fingers at my waistband and suddenly my shorts were coming down, and I knew Hunter was in on the attack as well. He squeezed my cock.
"Jeez, Drew," he said in gleeful surprise. "You were right. Nathan's dick gets crazy hard!"
"Yeah, man," Evan laughed, still tweaking my nips just the right way to drive me wild. "Nathan gets incredible boners, especially when I play with his tits."
"You sure know how to do it, baby," I said, awash in the amazing feelings he and Hunter were giving me. Suddenly I drew in my breath as Hunter's mouth closed over my cock and began eagerly sucking.
"Oh, man!" I cried. "Oh shit Hunter, that feels so good."
"Lay down, Nathan," Evan instructed, "right here by the fire."
We all slipped down to the sleeping pads, Hunter still avidly pleasuring my dick. Evan kissed me deeply and I felt Drew's fingers come to my nipples. It was wonderfully sexy being triple-teamed by these gorgeous boys with the warm fire crackling and its flickering light dancing over us and the soft music playing, and I just lay back and enjoyed it.
"Aiee!" came Benny's shrill cry, and we all jerked our eyes to the next pad just as Alex drove his little cock fully into Benny's ass. "Dios mío! Benny gasped, his eyes bulging and his mouth wide open after the final o of his exclamation. Jake took advantage of the moment and leaned his hips in to push his stiff dick right into Benny's mouth. Again the boy was surprised but he immediately started sucking.
"Oh yeah!" Alex cried as he began to thrust. His beautiful white ass clenched with every pump as he fucked, the first time I'd ever seen him do that. He was a bottom, even he acknowledged that, and he frankly looked a bit awkward as he bucked himself into Benny, but he sure seemed to be enjoying this walk on the wild side. Benny sucked hungrily on Jake's solid member as Jake gently face-fucked him and all three of them were in their glory.
"You wanna get fucked too, Nathan?" my boyfriend asked softly in my ear. "I've got a treat for you, baby. I know how you've been dying for Drew to get his dick into you, and now it's finally gonna happen!"
My heart pounded in anticipation.
"I know you want Hunter's beautiful cock in you just as much," Evan laughed, "but I do too and I'm calling first dibs!"
Evan kissed me again then broke off and gave me his most carnal look.
"You and me are gonna get fucked Nathan, right here, right now, right next to Benny. There's gonna be three hard dicks in three tight assholes and they're gonna fuck us silly! Come on, you guys! Get us ready!"
Evan rolled onto his back and pulled his knees up to his chest, hooking his knees with his arms. He shot me a look and grinned his encouragement, and I adopted the same position. Drew squirted lube onto his hand and gave the tube to to Hunter, while in the background I heard Benny grunting with the pounding of his friend's rapid, slapping thrusts while Alex moaned in passion.
A slick finger quickly poked halfway into me and retreated while next to me Hunter went a little slower and deeper preparing Evan.
"They're each gonna do it their favorite way, Nathan," Evan said, "and they're both gonna give us their very best fuck!"
As if to illustrate Hunter lifted my boy's hips and stuffed a rolled-up sleeping bag under his butt. He slathered his cock with lube and kneed up behind Evan, aiming his long, thick tool.
Drew said in a gentle voice, "Turn on your side, Nathan." He helped me position myself comfortably, facing Evan and Hunter and beyond them Alex, Jake and Benny. "I like to do spoons," he said. "I can get real deep this way and still see your face and kiss you, and I can reach around and play with your dick. It's the perfect position!"
"Fuck me Drew," I begged. "Fuck me good!"
Just as I felt Drew's slim cockhead nuzzle into my crack I saw Alex buck and thrash wildly atop Benny. He was cumming hard and we all paused to watch. He came down fast and rolled off of the chubby Mexican boy, whose hole was gaping and red, twitching in what I knew was intense pleasure. Astonishingly Jake pulled out of Benny's mouth and scrambled to mount his ass, thrusting in half way without preamble.
"Whoa!" Benny yelped, but I could tell it was in surprise, not pain. "Shit, man," he said, "but OK. Ride em' cowboy!"
We all laughed as Jake started pushing further into Benny. Hunter pressed forward and my Evan's mouth opened in strained ecstasy as the boy's wide dickhead spread his sphincter, then began slowly pushing inside.
"Are you ready, Nathan?" Drew asked kindly.
"Oh I'm way past ready!" I said greedily, my need reaching the heights. "Give me what you've wanted to for two years!"
"Yeah, baby!" he grunted and started to push.
It slipped into me just as easily as I dreamed it would. Deeper it went, filling me wonderfully and giving me that lovely warm, contented feeling that only a real live cock can possibly give. I felt a tiny tickle on my prostate as he brushed by it and I sighed and gave myself up to the ecstasy.
Jake was thrusting deep into Benny, whose ass was already lubricated and loosened by Alex, albeit with the second-smallest dick in the group. Jake had his mouth next to Benny's ear and I could hear him whispering in a really sexy tone, though I couldn't hear what he was saying. He began to thrust faster and Benny threw his head back.
"Oh, Jesus!" he cried. "Fuck me, Jake! Fuck me!"
Jake needed no further encouragement and began energetically deep-dicking the boy's soft brown ass. He clamped his lips onto Benny's in a fevered kiss and Benny wrapped his legs around Jake's back and his arms around his neck. They kissed and fucked like it was the end of the world while Alex sat by grinning.
I would have loved to keep watching this pyrotechnic display but my own urgency commanded my attention. Drew held me around the chest as his slim hardness gently thrust into me over and over and his other hand came around to massage my cock as he had promised. I felt his soft lips on the side of my neck as he lovingly screwed me, and I turned my head to engage him in a tender, passionate soul kiss. I remembered what Evan had said, about wanting to be fucked with real emotion and wanting to feel like the boy is making love to him and him alone.
I felt that way with Drew.
Just then I heard something I'd know anywhere, my boyfriend's passionate moan as his orgasm began to swell. I turned to see Hunter steadily thrusting into him, muffling his moan with a deep kiss of their own. I saw all of Evan's signs, the red face and chest, the trembling abdominal muscles, the butt clenching every few seconds as erotic pressure built inside. He was getting close and it was going to be a big one. Hunter gasped and moaned too, and while I didn't know his particular signs my guess was he was on his final approach as well.
"Fuck him Hunter!" I called between my own passionate huffs. "Give him what he wants!"
Hunter made eye contact with me and smiled. His thrusts came faster, over and over bottoming into my sweet little boyfriend. Evan's mouth opened in a silent scream and his face contorted in the wonderful grimace I knew so well.
"Oh shit, Nathan," I heard in my ear. "I'm gonna cum. Are you ready for my cum, baby? Do you want my cum?"
I didn't know how to answer. I wasn't quite ready yet. His screwing had been so gentle and so loving and I had been enjoying the ride so much that my orgasmic urgency had not yet bubbled up. It was there, simmering under the surface, but he was so close I didn't know if I could get there in time.
"Can you hold out another minute?" I asked him sheepishly.
"Fuck, I don't know," he said in a strained voice. "I'll try."
"Just hold it in me and jerk my dick," I suggested, and with his throbbing cock all the way in I squeezed it with my ass and tried to concentrate on the wonderful stroking of my cock and focus on getting my nut. It was starting to build but Drew was clearly losing the fight with his orgasm.
Alex appeared from nowhere and without a word thrust his head to my chest, taking one sharp nipple into his mouth and teasing it with his teeth. His other hand came to the other tit and he pinched it medium-hard and that was all that I needed.
"Drew!" I cried. "I'm there! I'm there!"
With a grunt worthy of a lumberjack Drew pulled back and jammed it deep into me. In two more pumps he buried himself for the last time and I felt his slim shaft pulsing out his cum. Whether or not there was any liquid was immaterial to me. I was cumming and he was cumming inside me too and it was absolutely perfect. We writhed together, the three of us, until Drew and I both began to come down from what proved to be one of the most memorable fucks of my life.
Alex sat up on his haunches and grinned at me. I reached out and took his hand.
"Thanks, man," I said, full of emotion. "I really love that you're in my life."
Alex blushed and his hazel eyes twinkled in that way that always melted me.
Next to us Hunter was grunting and gasping his dry cum into my Evan's welcoming little butt. I could tell that my boy was already finished and just letting Hunter catch up, but the smile on his face said he was happy to do it. On the far end Jake had already finished with Benny and they were entwined in a deep, heartfelt kiss.
Breathing heavily, I crawled over to my beloved Evan and took him into my arms. We kissed and he hugged me with all his strength. A few seconds later I felt more hands on my body, then bodies up against mine, and quickly we were all squirming together in a giant scrum of naked boyflesh. We all wiggled around, kissing and stroking and fondling everyone else in one huge post-orgasmic afterglow.
I had an epiphany of sorts, and finally I got everyone's attention and put it into words.
"Evan is the love of my life," I said. "He is the reason I was able to face my own feelings, and why today I'm happy to be a gay boy. But I love all of you guys, too. I mean real love, like almost as much as Evan. I want everything good in the world for all of you, and I want to be your friend forever."
That got me kisses and hugs and declarations of love from everyone. No one said it was corny, no one backed away from the naked emotion. They all knew what they felt in their own hearts, and that I had spoken for them all.
It wasn't planned or organized in any way, but the next morning Evan and I figured out that one way or another each of us had made it with every other boy in the room before exhaustion forced us to sleep. Yes, I got Hunter's dick into my butt and mine into Benny, and Benny got his into Evan. Benny observed that he was pretty much 50/50 versatile, equally eager to give and receive both oral and anal.
I also got to see Jake take it that night, the first of only a few times I ever saw him bottom. He usually submitted only to older boys in other contexts, but I guess there was something about Drew's lovely slim cock that called out to all of us.
I think back on that night far more often than a grown man probably should. It was the only time so many of us played together, although our 9-way friendship endured all the way through high school and we all played around quite fluidly in various combinations even after some of the guys discovered girls.
But those are stories for another day.
Thanks for reading Nathan's Naughty Note. I hope you enjoyed it. I actually left it open to revisit these characters yet again someday, but I don't know if that will happen. For some reason I just love these kids!
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