Date: Sat, 27 Feb 2021 06:38:46 +0000
From: Douglas DD <thehakaanen@hotmail.com>
Subject: Piano Forte  Chapter 35

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CHAPTER 35
FRIENDS AND FAMILY

MONDAY, JULY 7

<Father and Son>

Austin stretched his hand out and was pleased when William took it. The two
lovers left the auditorium hand-in-hand, giving each other a loving look
that said, Somebody might not like what we're doing right now, but fuck
`em!

David Delacroix caught sight of the two as they clasped hands just before
going out the door. He turned around and barked, "Holding hands? They are
holding hands? Oh, hell no. That is not acceptable. William is going home
tonight—as in right now." He turned back around and started for the
door.

Gene Delacroix started after his son. Cindy, William's mother, stood
helplessly. She often felt overwhelmed by the dynamics of the emotions
roiling through the three Delacroix males in her life: Son, William;
husband, David; and father-in-law Eugene. She wished she could turn to her
cello for comfort.

"David, wait. Don't go doing something stupid," Gene called out.

David stopped at the door and turned to his father. "Dad, did you see what
those two were doing?"

"I believe they were holding hands," Gene replied matter-of-factly.

"Apparently your vision is still good in your old age. I think I have the
right to stop his nonsense right now."

"By yanking your son out of camp tonight? By humiliating him in front of
his family and peers? By taking away one of the best things to happen to
him in a long time? Is that how?"

"What good has happened to him? He plays the fucking guitar instead of the
piano that he is meant to play?"

Gene gave his son the glaring stare that had been part of David's life
since he was a tot. "I could swear that your son, my grandson, sat at a
piano this evening, played, a difficult work with polish, professionalism,
and, something that hasn't been a big part of his performances, genuine
emotion. And here it turns out he was playing a guitar the whole time."

When Gene turned on the sarcasm, David knew he had all but lost the
argument. "Well, what I meant was, he will be playing the guitar tomorrow,
and with that little redheaded vixen."

"How about instead of the two of us standing here in the hall in a stare-
down argument, why don't we go into the staff lounge, grab some coffee and
pastry, and deal with the young man we both love dearly?"

What David really wanted to do was turn around and finish chasing down
William and Austin, but he took a deep breath and went with his second
choice, which he knew deep down was the better of the two. "Maybe they have
finally become civilized here and are serving tea and scones. I suppose we
should find out."

Gene patted his son on the shoulder, and the two great artists started for
the faculty lounge in the main building. The two mothers elected to let the
men work their problem out. Austin's mother, Valarie, turned to
Cindy. "Actually, I thought the two boys looked cute together. Different,
but cute."

"What I know is, my son is the older of the two, yet I've seen a huge
change in him since he started rooming with your son."

"I think the two are good for each other—and in many different ways."
Valerie wasn't sure what she had thought about the budding relationship
between Austin and William. She had seen it unfolding, the boys weren't as
secretive as they thought they were, and after first thinking her son was
being seduced by the older boy she soon realized there were some genuine
feelings between the two. She knew children of that age could have such
feelings because she had been twelve and her future husband, Michael
thirteen, when they first met. It was love at first sight, a love that was
still alive in her even if it wasn't in her husband.

<William and James>

While Gene and David talked, William and Austin made their way to the
dining hall for snack time. "Do you think we should let our hands go before
we go inside?" Austin asked. He squeezed William's hand hoping his
boyfriend would understand the gesture to mean he didn't want to let go.

"Nah," William replied. "If somebody doesn't like it, fuck him." Austin
knew that William was referring to James.

"Everybody who knows us knows we're boyfriends," Austin said.

"Exactly. But after we walk in and find a table, I'm going to have to let
your hand go. Your brother and I have to have a talk, big time. I'm tired
of his bullshit."

"James is a good brother, so I hope you guys work hard to get things
settled. I want you both to like each other."

"If James is such a good brother, then why isn't he acting like one?"
William asked.

"Because you're fourteen and I'm twelve and he thinks you're taking
advantage of me and he is trying to be a good big brother and protect me
from the Big Bad William."

"The Big Bad William—I like it."

"Maybe I should be the one talking to him. I need to tell him how much we
love each other."

William shook his head. "I need to be the one to do it."

"I want you both to be friends," Austin said as he gave William his best
puppy dog look.

"I'll do my best," William said as he and Austin walked into the dining
hall. The boys staked their claim on a table. William let go of Austin's
hand. Austin sat at the table while William remained standing as he looked
for James.

"He's with John over by the window," Austin said. Austin could pick out his
brother anywhere.

"Thanks. I'll be right back." William took two steps, stopped, and looked
back at Austin. "And don't worry, I won't hit him hard—I don't want to
damage my magic fingers."

"I was more worried about him hitting you. Now go!"

"Well, you two were certainly a cute couple coming into the dining hall,"
James grinned. "Nice that you could talk my little brother into holding
your hand on the way here. Although, Austin is such a sweet kid, I know
he'll do anything to please his roommate."

William switched his glance back and forth between James and John, finally
stopping on John. "I agreed to talk to James and not to you," he said. "No
offense, John."

"None taken. I'll go sit with Austin, who I see has picked up some
company." William looked to where Austin was sitting and saw that Ned and
Titus had taken a couple of chairs at the table. William took the seat John
abandoned when he left for Austin's table.

"Before you say anything (William fought the urge to say `asshole') I want
to reply to what you just said."

"Go ahead," James responded indifferently. "I'm not in any hurry."

"Austin took my hand when we walked over here. Before we walked in here, he
made sure it was okay if we still held hands. If you think I can just snap
my fingers and have Austin do whatever I want, then you don't know your
brother very well. The dude is as headstrong and stubborn as they come."

"You got that part right. But he's still a sweetheart who loves to please."

"And I love that sweetheart."

"What about the headstrong boy? Do you love him, too?"

"Absolutely."

"You know the question I want to ask, so I might as well..."

"Don't bother asking. The answer is yes, we did it last night. I was top
and he was bottom."

"Wow, I never would have guessed it would be the big boy taking the little
boy's cherry," James sneered.

"Except, I didn't take his cherry. He wasn't a virgin when we did it last
night."

The smirk was replaced by a look of shock. "I don't believe it."

"Look (the word asshole fluttered into William's head again) you can
believe whatever the fuck you want. Austin really wants to talk to you bad
and as soon as we finish, he's going to come over to talk. You can ask him
all about what we've been doing, and he will tell you what I've just told
you."

"So, if you didn't take it, who did?"

"You'll have to ask him. He told me it was okay if I told you I wasn't the
first, but the rest is up to him."

William noticed James' haughty attitude leave him and his voice
dropped. "When camp started, and he called me, he'd tell me how much he
loved me and what a great big brother I was. He told me how much he missed
me." James' voice dropped a notch more. "Now he tells me how awesome you
are and how much he loves you."

William placed his hand on the arm of Austin's brother, fully expecting him
to pull his arm away. "He still loves you. He still misses you. You're
still the best big brother in the world." He paused and gave James' arm a
gentle squeeze. "But, he's not your boyfriend," William said gently.

"Yeah, I know. But, in a lot of ways, since as far back as I can remember,
I felt like his boyfriend. He slept with me when he was scared and feeling
sad. Or when he had a bad dream. And as he got older when he was horny. I
would jack off thinking of sucking his cock and then, before he left for
camp, my fantasy was of taking his cherry."

"And then he fell in love with somebody."

"Yeah. I mean, he had a couple of friends he messed around with, Oliver
being the most regular, but they were just friends. I knew I wanted him,
and he knew I wanted him and it was just a question of when."

"I thought you were a virgin, too."

"Nah. I lost my cherry just after I turned twelve. My friend Frank and I
were doing everything together. Hell, we still do, and we're both straight
fuckers. Plus, I've been top and bottom with John."

"Fuck, I didn't know that."

James was pleased to learn that John wasn't a person to fuck and tell. He
knew he should probably keep his own mouth shut, but he felt it was
important that William knew the complete sexual truth about him. "I thought
for sure I was going to teach my little brother everything about sex,
including ass fucking. And maybe by the time he was ready to do a girl, I'd
be the big brother who'd been there and done that and taught him everything
he needed to know. And the best way for him to learn was by him fucking
ass, right?"

"It sounds reasonable to me."

"I've been a real jerk, haven't I?"

"I have to admit you were working at it pretty hard."

"And you know what? If you were the asshole Austin said you were back at
the start of camp, you probably would have torn me a new asshole or kicked
the shit out of me or something. But you were just patient and protected my
sweet little brother from his asshole big brother and, well, shit, I guess
what I'm trying to say is, I'm sorry for how I acted."

"Apology accepted. You might want to apologize to your brother, too."

"I will. That's easy to do. I've had to apologize to him a lot. Have you
had to apologize for anything?"

"Dude, until I met your brother, I never apologized to anybody for anything
because I was so perfect."

"That must be why Austin kept saying you were an asshole from the time he
met you," James chuckled. "Hell, he was calling you that even BEFORE he met
you."

"Well, he was right. And when I found out what a great kid he was and how
much I liked him I had to apologize for a lot of shit. And then the next
thing I knew we were saying how we loved each other and suddenly we were
boyfriends."

"And I think what I've learned is that sex and love shit didn't happen
because you wanted to fuck my brother's cute bubble butt. What happened
just happened because it happened."

"I guess that sounds as good as anything, although fucking that sweet ass
of his is a factor in all of this," William admitted. "And now, I'm going
to trade places with Austin so you two can talk."

"Is Austin like a piano prodigy? I mean, he's always sounded good at home
and in recitals, but fuck, what I've heard when I've listened to him here
at camp is mind blowing shit."

"Yeah, Austin is good. He's the best in this camp including the staff,
except for my grandfather. And someday he's going to believe it. I'm good,
dude, but not as good as him. He's something special."

When William got up to leave, James stood up with him. "Can I hug you?"
James asked.

William stepped toward James and wrapped his arms around Austin's
brother. James grabbed him and the teens traded a long, emotional
hug. "Thanks, William. I think we're both heading in the same direction
now."

"You're welcome. I'm happy, you're happy, and seeing the way he is looking
at us, I can tell from across the room that Austin is totally happy. Oh,
and dude, if you want to make love to your little bro, I'm all for it."
With that, William walked away and sent Austin over to talk to his brother.

<Gene and David>

While there were no scones in the serving area, Gene grabbed a dish of
peach cobbler, and David picked up a slice of Marionberry pie. Father and
son set their snack on a table. Gene then grabbed a cup of coffee and David
a cup of hot water and a tea bag with Earl Grey tea.

"This is not the place to keep your trim figure," David commented as he
placed the tea bag into the hot water.

"That's why I only do snacks with special people," Gene grinned. He then
turned serious. "So, tell me son, how did young Austin become a female
fox?"

"That was a poor choice of words," David admitted. "But at least I didn't
call him a bitch."

"Good point, son. But why not just call him a boy?"

"How can my son claim and your grandson claim to be in love with a boy? How
can I accept my son walking on the campus of my alma mater holding the hand
of a boy who's not even a teenager yet? The only way I can see that
happening is that somehow that little redhead got William doing things he
really didn't want to do."

"Tell me David, do you really believe that line of bullshit?" Gene's
question was met by a long silence. "Okay, you've had your little
explosion, and now it's time to turn things over to your more rational
side."

"Do you think William is gay?" David finally asked.

"He's fourteen. He's learning about himself artistically and as a
person. Which is a fancy way of saying, I have no clue. So, let the boy
discover himself, but be prepared to answer his questions and to pick up
the pieces, if need be. I will be available for him, but his father should
be the one he turns to. But he won't do that if you decide it's your duty
to live his life for him."

"Looking back at it, you did give me a lot of freedom, especially in my
teen years. But you were always available, even though I had to call you
sometimes. But I probably blew it when I started after him when I saw him
holding Austin's hand."

"That's what apologies are for. William is just learning how to apologize
and maybe you should follow your son's example. It will teach both of you
some things."

"I don't even know if I can find him tonight."

Gene shook his head. "You have a phone. You have his number. Therefore, the
problem is a moot issue. But talking to him tomorrow might be better. I
think he's all wrapped up in his friends tonight."

"I have to say that wrapped up is an appropriate choice of words. But, I
didn't plan on coming tomorrow night since he will be playing that goddamn
guitar. What's with him and the guitar? He's a pianist."

"Three things. First, he still is a pianist. What you heard from him
tonight bears that out. Second, he enjoys the guitar as an extra instrument
which makes him like many other musicians. I know you've sat with Cindy's
cello trying out simple tunes. All of us like finding ways to expand our
musicianship. And third, I've worked with him and Austin on the work
they're playing. It's exciting, it's difficult, and those boys have the
innate ability to master it—which I feel they have done. It would mean
the world to him for you to be there, especially since he knows how you
feel about him and the guitar. Your attendance plus your apology tomorrow
would do a lot to heal the rift between you and your teenage son. Not many
fathers get that opportunity."

"You know, Dad, there are times I have to remember whether you made your
living as a concert pianist or as a psychologist."

"Since I raised a teenage son, I would say it was likely a combination of
both."

<Austin and James>

When Austin reached his table, James stood up and exchanged a loving hug
with his brother. They sat down and looked at each other wondering who was
going to break the silence. Austin took the initiative. "You're pretty
popular tonight, Bro," he said to his older brother.

"Not like you are. You have a table full of friends plus I've seen how many
people have stopped to say something to you," James returned.

"They were just saying how much they liked my performance tonight."

"It was a kick ass performance, that's for sure. But so was your
boyfriend's."

"Oh, so he's my boyfriend now, is he? It looked like you two had a good
talk."

"Yeah. Once I found out he wasn't making you do stuff you didn't want to
do, things started to get better."

"If anything, I was probably getting Willie to do things he didn't want to
do."

"Willie? Have you called him that to his face?"

"Once. His look said I might want to think real hard about doing it twice,"
Austin giggled. "Anyway, he probably told you what we did last night."

"Yes, he did. And I was all set to be royally pissed about it, but now that
I know the story, I'm happy for you."

"Just before I left for camp, I jerked off thinking about us having our
first fuck together with you going up my butt. But now I've had my first
and, well, you, like, haven't had one."

"I guess it's time for me to fess up, Bro. I'm not a virgin."

"Say what?" Austin squeaked. "But you told me..."

"I never told you anything. And since I never told you I did it, you just
figured I've never done it."

"Who did you do it with, Frank?"

"Good guess, Bro. That's exactly who I did it with."

"When? Before I left?"

"Way before you left. We started when we were both twelve."

Austin looked at his brother like he had never seen him before. "Are you
guys gay?"

"Frank probably is. I'm not. I just like getting off. And since you're
going to ask, I've done it with Trish. Three times. And don't ask how many
with Frank, since we've been doing it for over two years."

"I bet you've done it on overnights in your bedroom right when I was
sleeping next door."

James nodded. "You got that straight. Sometimes Frank would hint that we
should bring you over to join us. But I didn't want you doing that stuff."

Austin wanted to make a snide remark along the lines that James seemed to
enjoy taking charge of his little brother's sex life, but decided that the
evening was going so well he would keep his mouth shut—for now. "I
better get back to my table and finish my snack."

James correctly read Austin's departure. "I guess I pissed you off, but I
understand. I love you Bro, and, well, I love you and I'm sorry if I hurt
your feelings."

As Austin started off, James stopped him. "By the way, Willie said he's got
no problem with you and me fucking each other."

"For real?"

"Yep."

"After I get home from camp, keep your bed warm for me," Austin
grinned. "Have fun with John tonight." Austin stopped and stared directly
at his brother. "When you guys spent that night together did you
two...um...do it?"

"This is between you and me and Willie and John, okay?"

"I pinky swear." The brothers interlocked their right pinkies.

"Then you no doubt figured out that we did. And, just to give you something
to jerk off over, we went both ways."

James watched his little brother leave, happy that he had stopped him to
tell him what William had said. There were good feelings all the way around
since everything was now okay between the Richards brothers.

<Gary, Titus, and Ned>

While snacking and watching the revolving door between their table and the
table where James was sitting, Gary, Titus, and Ned decided to spend the
night together in Gary's room. Austin would be with William, taking his
boyfriend's cherry, and John would be shacking up with Austin's
brother. While Ned knew he could stay and watch if he wanted, he would
rather enjoy the time with his friends. In less than a week they would be
breaking up and going their own ways.

Titus felt like Ned. He wanted to be with the great friends he had made at
camp. Sure, he could stay in his own room and jerk off Carlos, or maybe
suck him, but he knew he would have more fun with Gary and Ned even if they
didn't have any sex at all.

After leaving the dining hall, Ned and Titus went to their rooms and
gathered what they needed for the night. When Gary let them into his room,
he was already naked and sporting an erection.

"Hey, guys, welcome to my kingdom. We have plenty of time for fun before
lights out," Gary said.

"What about after lights out?" Ned asked.

"Better yet," Gary smirked. He stood and watched his two best friends
quickly strip naked. "Okay, we're all naked with boners, so what do we do
now?" he asked.

"Have you noticed how the twelve-year-old stands in front of us rubbing his
boner and acting like he's in charge?" Titus asked Ned.

"Well, it's his room, and he's the oldest, so he probably is in charge."

Gary sat on his bed. "Then as long as I'm in charge, Ned can sit on this
side." He patted the bed with his left hand. "And Titus can sit on this
side." He then patted the bed with his right hand.

Each boy took his assigned seat. "Do you know where your sister is, Ned?"
Gary asked.

"Nope. I'm just happy she isn't here right now. She'd scream her lungs out
if she saw all three of us sitting here naked with big `ol' boners."

"I don't know how big they are," Gary said as he gave Titus' and Ned's
erections a couple wanks, "but they sure seem ready."

Ned gave Gary a return wank. "Yours is ready, too. But first tell me where
my sister is since I know that's what you want to do."

"If I can believe what my brother told me after the program, she's in my
brother's room and they're going to do the big nasty."

"You're lying. My sister might get naked with guys but no way she's gonna
go all the way with somebody she hardly knows, especially a bleeping Yank."

"He said that she agreed to do it."

"Fine—then if my sister is going to lose her cherry tonight she can't
say anything if I lose mine."

"Are you serious?" Gary asked.

"Yeah, are you serious?" Titus parroted.

"I'm totally serious," Ned responded.

"Then let's do it," Gary said.

"Who's going to do him?" Titus asked.

That brought on a short discussion that ended when Gary said, "Well, if Ned
is serious, then the guy who fucks him can't be serious since who wants to
have serious sex." And with that he rolled Titus on his back and commenced
to tickle him. Ned got involved as Titus squealed with laughter. He started
tickling Gary, who rolled away from Titus, got on top of Ned, and tickled
his ribs sending him into gales of laughter as well.

"Okay, stop," Ned gasped, "or I'll pee your bed."

"Go ahead," Gary laughed. "You gotta get something to come out of your cock
tonight."

The trio sat up on the bed, working to gain their composure. "We seem to be
more of a trio than a quartet all of a sudden," Titus said. "Austin is
totally stuck on William."

"Except Austin will be making us the real Master Quartet on Wednesday
night," Gary reminded him. Just before leaving the table for their rooms,
the Quartet plus William and John agreed the four boys should enjoy a last
night together before the last weekend. They agreed there was too much
going on the last Friday and Saturday for them to plan anything, making
Wednesday or Thursday look good. Wednesday won the contest.

"That's going to be the orgy of the camp," Titus giggled. "Too bad William
isn't going to join us."

"He said the Quartet has to have a night as The Master Quartet," Ned
stated. "And from what it sounded like, he'll have a quartet of his own."
William, John, and James agreed that with the "little boys" having an end
of camp orgy they would, too, and would invite Carlos to make it their own
quartet.

"I guess it's time for us to have a three-man orgy," Gary said. He told Ned
to get on his hands and knees. Ned adjusted his position on the bed and did
what he was told. He was both nervous and excited. He wished he hadn't
volunteered to get his ass fucked while at the same time thinking that
getting his ass fucked would make him a total horndog.

"Damn, when I left Canada I had never jacked off in my life, and now I've
jacked off, been jacked off, jacked other guys off, humped and kissed, had
my dick sucked, sucked dicks, and now I'm gonna get my ass fucked. My
friends at home won't even recognize me," he giggled.

"Hey, getting fucked doesn't change the way you look," Gary said. Since he
had given up his ass for the first time the night before, he was now the
veteran expert.

"I know that, since you and Austin both look the same. What I meant was
they won't recognize me because I'll feel different inside. I did things
here I never thought I could do anywhere. And a couple of my friends are
going to learn from me, when before if somebody mentioned sex stuff, I'd go
somewhere else." Kind of like what I did with Jordan, he thought.

"How about you guys doing something," Titus suggested.

Gary reached into his desk drawer for the lube William had left behind and
started slicking Ned's crack and pucker. "That feels good," Ned uttered.

"It's gonna feel better real soon," Gary said as he inserted two lubed
fingers into Ned's ass. "This will help get you loose and ready for my
cock. William says it's a good idea to get the ass ready, especially a
virgin one."

"Who are you calling an ass?" Ned giggled as he felt Gary's fingers working
his anus.

"Okay, it will get your ass hole ready."

"Getting ready is feeling pretty fucking good."

"I think we're about ready to start then," Gary said.

"What are you going to do, Titus?" Ned asked.

"I dunno. Jerk off I guess."

Gary lined himself up with Ned's ass when he was hit by a sudden thought
which he thought was delightfully nasty. "Titus, here's an idea. I'm going
into Ned's butt hole, but he's got another hole."

"Huh?" Titus asked in confusion.

"Oh, I get it," Ned grinned. Ned may have been totally naïve about sex a
month ago but he was much more in tune with sexual situations, even ones
that alarmed him like his encounter with Jordan, than Titus. "Titus, I've
got another hole you can stick your cock into."

"What other...," Then Titus saw Ned's open mouth. "Oh, THAT hole," he
giggled.

That was how eleven-year-old Ned Walsh, who a month ago had never even
jerked off, ended up being fed at both ends by the cocks of two of his best
friends. When Gary entered Ned's ass, Ned felt some pain, but the fingers
of his friends had helped loosen him to where the pain took second billing
to the feelings Gary was generating in Ned's bowels. Having Titus's cock in
his mouth helped, as he focused attention on his mouth as well as his ass.

All of this was new to Titus and Gary, too. Titus had never been involved
in anal sex, even as a spectator, while Gary was a top for only the second
time, although it was the second time in the last three days. The
coordination between the three boys was shaky, Ned wasn't always sure that
he liked what was happening to him, but the three friends hung together,
grunting, moaning, squeaking, fucking. But it all made sexy sense when
Titus screeched a high-pitched yowl as he rabbit-fucked Ned's mouth and had
the orgasm of his life.

Titus removed his two and three-quarter inches from Ned's mouth and watched
Gary finish his business as he climaxed a little over a minute later,
shooting three squirts of clear cum into Ned's no longer virgin
ass. Seconds before Gary came, at the other end of the dorm his older
brother climaxed at almost the same time with Ned's sister as the two teens
lost their virginity.

After Gary pulled out, Ned dropped on his belly, rolled over on his back,
and started jerking off furiously. He didn't get far because Titus took
over and continued masturbating Ned, bringing his friend to a body shaking
orgasm.

"That was the best thing ever," Ned said between breaths. "The best ever."

"Did it hurt?" Gary asked. "I tried not to go hard."

"You did a good job. It hurt some at the start, but it was the best ever."

Gary was beginning to think he might be a good top after doing Austin and
Ned. "Well, I've got Austin's cherry and Ned's cherry. What about yours,
Titus?" Gary said.

"I'm the only virgin in the quartet," Titus commented in disbelief.

"Remember, you don't have to do anything you don't want to," Ned reminded
him.

"I know, but maybe I want to. Ask me about it when all four of us are
together on Wednesday. We'll see how I feel then."

Two boys barely managed to fit on one of the dorm beds. Gary said he'd had
somebody to sleep with the last two nights and suggested that Titus and Ned
sleep together on what had been Brian's bed. The two eleven-year-olds were
agreeable and enjoyed a cozy sleep together.

<John and James>

The horny teens didn't play around after entering John's room. Without
saying a word, John started stripping off his clothes and James followed
suit. When he was down to his gray and black boxer shorts, John stopped his
striptease. Once again, James followed his lead; he was stripped to his
black and red striped boxers.

"What's with us stopping?" James asked. He could see the bulge in John's
underpants and the wet spot forming where his cockhead was. "I'm hornier
than fuck."

"I wanted to take your underpants off and have you take mine off, just to
add a little extra surge through our systems," John replied.

"Sounds like a plan to me," James grinned. He stepped up to John and gently
pulled down on his waistband, wiggling it over the rock hard four-inch
cock. Once the underpants were down to his ankles, John stepped out of
them. James thought John was a beautiful boy, but it still amazed him that
the fourteen-year-old had no pubic hair and a cock not much larger than
twelve-year-old Austin. When Austin left for camp, he even had a couple of
little hairs sprouting. James observed that John's balls were bigger than
Austin's and hung down farther. John's cum was also more mature than
Austin's and he shot more of it. James' best friend Frank had a treasure
trail and hair growing on his chest when he was fourteen. He was now a
hairy dude at sixteen with a seven-inch cock. "Gays call guys like me
bears," Frank said.  It was all what James and Frank called the mysteries
of puberty.

When John pulled off James' boxers, he felt that promised surge shoot
through him when his hand rubbed against James' cock. The naked teens stood
face to face admiring each other's athletic teen bodies. Both boys played
sports at their high school—James, who was a sophomore, had a good
chance of starting varsity in soccer, while John, who would be a ninth
grader, was a swimmer.

"Now what?" James asked.

"I thought we were gonna fuck," John smirked.

"Damn, you keep coming up with good plans. But, if I'm gonna fuck, I need
to kiss first." In an instant the two were passionately kissing, tongues
battling, cocks squeezed together, hands rubbing asses. They fell onto
John's bed together as if the move had been choreographed.

"Oh, fuck, you kiss good," James said as he came up for air.

"You ain't no slouch. Everybody in the quartet raves about Austin's kisses,
and I can see where he learned the art of kissing from."

"All this fucking talk is a waste of time," James moaned. "How about you
start fucking the shit out of me."

"Oh, so straight boy likes to bottom. Crazy how that works," John grinned
as he pulled lube out of his desk. When they were both lubed, John set to
work doing what James wanted. He fucked him hard and deep, delighting in
groans and grunts coming from James as he all but drove him through the
dorm wall.

James had a no-touch cum less than a minute before John filled his ass with
his thick teen sperm. After catching their breath, they kissed hard again
before finally rising from the bed and heading into the bathroom to clean
themselves. John wasn't worried about his suitemates seeing him and John
naked and cleaning up from sex. It wouldn't be the first time. And since
he'd jerked off with George and Frederick and fucked George, they would
probably be turned on by what they saw. He was disappointed that he didn't
see either one of his other two suitemates.

James and John snuggled in John's bed after returning to the room and
chatted. "I've heard so many stories from you, I'm not sure who you've done
and when and where," James told John.

"Your story has had some interesting twists," John retorted.

"True. So, let's agree to be honest from now on. Even William and I have
agreed to it. Now let's see if he sticks to his word. That said, I have a
question for you about brothers."

"Fire away, dude.

"I really want to have Austin's ass when he gets home from camp. But, I'm
fifteen and he's twelve and, well, I guess my question is, there's a big
gap between you and your brother. How does he handle it?"

"He loves it. I guess it helps that I have what my doctor calls `delayed
puberty' which means I'm not sticking anything huge up his little ass. He
was kind of weird after our first time. I was thirteen then and he was
ten. Well, he's still ten. Anyway, we'd been messing around a lot and
finally one thing led to another and one night I fucked him."

"And he was okay with it? You said he got weird, is why I asked."

"He gave me dirty looks for, like three or four days and hardly talked to
me. I tried apologizing, but it was like he was ignoring me every way he
could. I thought for sure he was going to rat me out to the `rents and my
ass would be grass for sure if that happened. Then one night, five days
later, he comes into my room stark naked and crawls into my bed."

"What happened then?"

"I said, I thought you were mad at me. And he said he was and so I asked
why he was naked in my bed with me. And he said because I want do to what
we did the last time I was in your bed."

"Just like that, he changed?" James asked.

"No. The little bastard was mad because I acted like I didn't want to do it
anymore and I never asked him if he wanted to or not. Fuck, I just figured
he didn't. Anyway, to make a long story short I plowed him twice that night
and we've been even closer as brothers ever since. When I turned fourteen
it was like I wondered if I was too old to be fucking him, but he didn't
care. He's even tried fucking me—he needs to get a little
bigger. Anyway, he turns eleven at the end of the month and I'll feel less
weird."

"I think things will work with me and Austin. I mean, I won't be his first,
and he's already been fucked by a teen. I assume William isn't as big as
me, though."

"He's a half-inch or so bigger than me, so way over an inch short of
you. He says it's been growing pretty quick."

"You know what all this is doing to me, don't you?" James asked.

"Oh, yeah. I can feel it poking my leg. Maybe we should take care of
business."

And so James set to work getting his six plus inches up John's ass and
taking care of the second and last part of their business for the night.

<Austin and William>

"I'm so happy you and John got things straightened out," Austin told
William in between kisses. He and William had spent the last half hour
naked on William's bed kissing and licking each other's necks, sucking each
other's nipples and balls, and exchanging long, deep, tongue filled
kisses. William was almost spewing precum over himself or Austin depending
on their positions.

"Well, it's all good for now."

"I think it will stay good. James is a great brother because he's a great
guy, and if he says everything's cool with him now, that means everything's
cool."

"I'll believe you," William said somewhat doubtfully. "I mean, you've lived
with him your whole life, so you should have a pretty good idea of what
he's like."

"Well, since you told him that you were okay with us fucking, I think that
means you believe what he said."

William gave Austin a long kiss and then said, "That's a good point. I
think I need to get over myself and just let you two be the loving brothers
you're supposed to be. It kind of makes me wish I had a brother at home
waiting for me to fuck him." Austin noticed how William had phrased his
wish and wondered if that would change after William no longer had a virgin
ass.

"Did you or James say anything about you two having sex together?"

"Whoa, have you lost your mind?" William chuckled. "There's no way that's
going to happen."

"How do you know if you don't talk about it."

"I'll think about it, okay?"

"Promise?"

"I promise. But I only promise to think. And now, we're having way too much
talk and way too little action. If I was going to be fucking you tonight,
I'd rim your sweet smooth ass right now."

"So, rim it anyway. Then we can have two firsts. And maybe I'll get brave
enough to rim somebody in the quartet on Wednesday."

"Who would you do?"

"All of them, if I could." Austin couldn't help but giggle as he imagined
himself moving from ass to ass and licking them. Then the exact nature of
rimming struck him hard. "Or maybe none of them."

John had brought up the topic of rimming at dessert after outside talk was
over. "I've never done it," he'd said, "but I hear it's pretty sexy."
Austin was surprised that William was interested in doing it.

"How about we do what we planned to do tonight. Tomorrow we can talk about
if we seriously want to do rimming," Austin suggested.

"Sounds like a plan to me," William said. "But before we do anything
tonight, I gotta go pee."

William headed for the bathroom.  Austin thought that sounded like a good
idea and trailed him into the toilet stall. They peed standing side by side
at the toilet. They spread their legs and pushed their erections down,
working to not urinate on the floor. As they headed for the door to their
room, they heard a squeal coming from Gary's room.

"Somebody felt good doing something," Austin giggled. "Maybe I can make you
squeal like that." Austin closed and locked the door and followed William
to his bed. "We always use your bed. We could use my bed, you know."

"My bed has good sex karma," William said with mock seriousness. "Mere
mortals like us should not disturb the aura surrounding the bed."

"You mean sexy mortals, don't you?"

"Whatever. Get out the lube and fuck me. We've worked ourselves into a high
level of horniness and I need some release. So, hurry before I change my
mind and ask you to just suck me off. I need to know if I can do it."
William was nervous and was rambling in an attempt to convince himself he
had nothing to be nervous about.

The hard core making out was over. The lube job was complete. But some
kissing and licking seemed like a good idea to bring their hormone level
back up following their pee break. William lay on his back, legs up, his
pucker issuing an invitation for Austin to enter, which he finally did.

His three-and-a-half inches entered William's ass like it was meant to be
there. William often finger fucked himself when jerking off and over the
last few days Austin had pushed a finger or two up his ass, as had
John. William felt little discomfort and implored Austin to start
humping. Austin started slowly, but quickly upped the pace as William's
rectum fit him like a glove. He drove in as hard and deep as he dared. When
William didn't complain, he went harder, faster, and deeper, his swollen
cock grazing William's prostate on the deepest thrusts.

The first time he hit William's button, William squealed with delight, an
action Austin would enjoy teasing him about for a long time to
come. William now understood why gays liked to get fucked and knew deep
inside his passion driven body that he was going to want more of that
feeling. He wondered how long it would take for Austin's cock to grow to
where instead of just grazing him his cock would rub it hard. Austin's hard
fucking sent William into a frenzy. When he had the chance, he grabbed his
own cock and that was all it took for him to see lights and stars and feel
as if his body had been taken over by the redhead slamming his little body
into him. William was in love, in lust, in everything he could be.

Like William, Austin knew he wanted more of what he was getting. When
William spilled his load, the squeezing of his ass sent Austin into orbit
as he shot his watery cum into his lover's ass. He knew that everything
between William and himself was exactly what it should be. He knew that the
two of them were joined and were complete. He didn't know how he knew that
except that it all felt right.

"I love you, Austin," William whispered to his lover as they snuggled in
Austin's bed after coming down. "I can't believe I can love somebody like I
love you."

"I love you, too, Willie. What we've done the last couple of nights has
been, like, wow. I can't say what it's like. I just want more and I want
more of you and I feel like we fit together perfect."

"Willie?"

Austin replied with a deep kiss, which William returned. Cuddling even
closer, Austin and Willie fell into a close sleep filled with love.

Next: The Glory of Music