Date: Sat, 26 May 2012 04:02:52 +0000 From: Douglas DD DD Subject: The Big Time Greetings and welcome to "The Big Time", which is Part 2 of "The Perfect Game". "The Perfect Game" was posted last year in the Young Friends section. That story took up the spring of sixth grade in the lives of some of the boys playing on the Mayfield Middle School Titans JV baseball team. Toward the end of that story a challenge was issued to the Mayfield boys by Eric, one of their own. This story is going to revolve around that challenge. While many chapters will start with a brief vignette that takes place in the junior year of the sixth graders in TPG, this is, as Eric will remind us, more a story of their remaining two middle school years and how those years made them the players and people they were to become. This story will focus on the seventh grade year, which was a crucial year not only for the infant organization the boys created, but for the relationships between the boys. While I will give a brief description of the characters during the course of the story, for details you will have to read or consult the original story. In some specific instances I will reference a chapter for you. In this story we will come across changes, growth, triumph, defeats, relationships, love, and even tragedy as we continue to follow the lives of the Mayfield boys. The end of the story will be about high school and the challenge that was set before them and how or whether they met their goal. But the crux of the story is how they worked hard to meet that challenge, even as they started to lose sight of it, in their formative middle school years. Because the two parts to the story span a six year period I have written it in two different voices. Everything that happens in the high school section is in Eric's voice. The past, because it covers so many boys and so many situations is in a more distant third person. Occasionally on the flashbacks I might revert to Eric in the first person as he looks back to give a quick opinion on what he knew actually happened. I hope you enjoy this story as much as many of you enjoyed "The Perfect Game." The layout of the story was experimental. I'm not sure if I like it or not, but I know I won't use this particular layout in the future. Also, please not that the story is finished, so it is unlikely any suggested changes will be made. That said, I did make changes in Part 1 when an inconsistency was pointed out by the readers. I also used some reader suggestions that were made during Part 1 here in Part 2 This chapter will contain my full disclaimers. This story is mine, and any use or reposting of the story requires my permission. It contains sexual situation between preteens as well as teenagers. You must be 18 or older to be here. This story is a work of fiction, and the lifestyles of the boys, especially pertaining to unprotected and unsafe sex, should not be emulated. I guess that covers it. CHAPTER 1 DOWN TO BUSINESS I woke up with a start. My face and body were damp with sweat. The room was dark and it took me a moment to focus and to remember where I was. My heart was thumping as I recalled snippets of my dream. It was the usual dream I had on the night before I was scheduled to pitch, and it was never a pleasant one. The fact that this game was going to be the biggest one of my life made the dream even more intense. I looked over at the alarm clock. It read five o'clock. I was surprised I'd slept this long. I know I had tossed and turned for what seemed like hours, trying not to wake the wonderful boy who slept next to me. I am sure he could sleep through a major earthquake, but I wasn't always so lucky. Oh, I usually slept okay, but I often had problems the night before a game, especially when I was scheduled to pitch. I hoped my tossing and turning didn't ruin my boyfriend's sleep. I was pretty sure it hadn't or he would have said something or done something to comfort me. That's how he is. I am so lucky to have him and am thankful for his love every day. I could make out his features in the dark room and I softly put my hand on his body so I could feel his smooth warm skin. His hair was cut short, but not buzzed. It used to be really blond, but had darkened some since we started high school. It was still blond, but the dazzling, almost blinding tint it was when we first met. It had been weird watching it change. I quit petting him and decided to get up to pee and then try to get some more sleep. The team was meeting for breakfast at the hotel restaurant at eight. I know that sounds early, but our game is at noon and coach doesn't like us to rush things, which we often want to do. Plus he didn't want us loaded down with food at game time. I was happy I didn't have morning wood. That makes it easier to take a morning pee. I eased my way out of bed, walking past the other bed in the room, a queen sized like the one I was sleeping in. Two of my teammates were in that bed, sleeping soundly, snuggled tightly, sleeping naked just like my lover and I did. They were gay just like us and boyfriends as well. The blond hair on one of them was so lustrous it almost glowed in the dark room. The color of his hair hadn't changed since we met him in sixth grade. The other boy had more light brownish hair. They were both beautiful and were both boyfriends as well as my teammates. I walked into the bathroom and closed the door as I turned on the light. I took my pee and then looked at myself in the mirror. What I saw was me, Eric, age sixteen and a junior at Mayfield High School. I saw a boy with a smooth face who still didn't need to shave, not even an occasion shaving of peach fuzz. My body was still hairless except under my arms and a small nest of pubic hair at the base of my dick. My balls were still smooth as was my ass. I saw a lean, but muscular boy who was 5'9, 140. My hair was a dark blond, almost brown. My friends called me beautiful. I knew I wasn't bad looking, but I didn't consider myself beautiful. I had well toned muscles. While I didn't play football, I did work out under the supervision of the football coach, who had me lifting weights for strength in my arms and upper body, and especially had me taking care of my legs. He wanted to keep my body lithe and loose because when I wasn't pitching I played second base. He said a pitcher's strength is in his legs and we worked hard on my lower body strength and endurance, but he also said a baseball player's agility and quickness was important as well and he made sure that my workouts emphasized the right things for me. I also played soccer in the fall, which helped keep me in top shape as well. It probably sounds strange that there are two gay couples on our team. But it might sound even stranger if I told you that there were actually a total of gay four couples on the team. On top of that a lot of my straight teammates had no problem with doing sexual things with us gay boys. Three of us gay couples were all juniors and the other couple was a pair of seniors. And there might even be a freshman gay couple as well, though us upper classmen weren't sure if they were really gay or just mega-horny all of the time. Most of us have been having sex together since we were in sixth grade, and even earlier for some, and for the most part we didn't have any hang-ups over it. Back in middle school almost all of us were saying how we were gay, but while more of us are gay than I know the average would be for our size group, not all of the "gay" boys in middle school were truly gay. But like I said, we never lost our love for having sex with each other. It was one of those things that held our team together, though that hadn't always been the case. I turned off the light and stumbled through the dark and back into bed. The body next to me stirred. "Bad dream?" he whispered. "The usual, maybe a little worse than usual." "The worse they are the better you play." "Sometimes. Let's hope this is one of those times because the dream really sucked. I not only couldn't get anybody out, I couldn't come close to throwing a strike." "Good, that means you got all the bad pitches out of the way early." "I love you a lot, you know," I told him because it was true and I because I never got tired of saying it. "So, get to sleep silly. You still have two hours left to snooze. I don't want to have to walk to the mound to wake you up." He gave me a light kiss and then rolled away from me, knowing he needed to keep some distance if I was going to have any chance of getting back to sleep. He knew me all too well. Even though there were four of us gay boys sleeping in the same hotel room we didn't do anything sexual (at least as far as I knew) the night before. We wanted to have as much energy as we could for this game. We wanted the adrenaline and hormone level to be as high as we could get it. The game was scheduled to start at noon at Gesa Stadium in Pasco, home of the Rookie League Tri-Cities Dust Devils. We were one of four teams from our classification that would be playing for the state title. We were 15-3 during the regular season, 12-2 in league, giving us the regular season title. We then went 1-0 in our league tournament and 3-1 in Districts, winning a must win to qualify for the State Regionals. We were 2-1 in the Regionals, winning another must win game to get to State Tournament semi- finals. That gave us a 21-5 record for the year. We were playing the Grant City Jackrabbits, who were 24-0. They were from the east side of the mountains, maybe an hour's drive from Pasco. This would almost be like a home game for them. But I knew a large contingent of our fans Mayfield had driven here in their cars and campers and RV's. The stadium would be pretty full. But there was more involved in getting to State than what we did this year. I lay on my back, looking up into the dark, thinking of all we'd been through and thinking how all of this didn't start during our junior year. It really started back in middle school, at the end of sixth grade when I opened my big mouth and said that even though the Mayfield Mustangs had four state titles in their history, they had never won consecutive titles. I said maybe we should try to be the first team to do that. This was just after us sixth and seventh graders won the Middle School JV title. It was back to when it was hopping into bed with each other, finding boyfriends, having parties that turned into orgies, and maybe most importantly, loving the game of baseball, the perfect game. We went through a lot of changes in those years, some good, some maybe not so good, some we thought weren't good that turned out to be good. Important things changed, people changed, we changed because we were growing up, but one thing didn't change, at least not for long. Our goal of going to state, of bringing back the pride in baseball that was once a major part of the town of Mayfield. We didn't lose sight of that, though there were some rough times when we somehow got untracked. I thought back to those days, back to the end of sixth grade, to the start of a magical summer that led to our seventh grade year, a year that, even with its share of young adolescent angst and confusion, was one of the happiest of my life. It was a year in which we all bonded and grew, a year that prepared us for some of the rough times we would have to go through. Like my dad told me when I was frustrated and unhappy, sometimes you need tough times to learn how to handle the good times. Today there will be only one outcome that will keep us on track for the goal of back-to-back titles. Win, we play in the final, lose and our season is over. It was black and white, win or else. It was lot different from the magic of our sixth grade year when we felt we could do anything we put our minds to and if we worked hard enough everything would work out in our favor. We knew what we had to do today, but the question was, did our young team have the confidence and drive to beat the senior laden teams playing in the State A High School Tournament. It was toward the end of the sixth grade baseball season and school year when I brought up the goal of winning in high school and when my sixth grade teammates and friends decided it was a goal worth working towards. But it was at Noah's pool party a few days after school ended where everything really started taking off... ++++++++++ < Seventh grade, Saturday, June 23, Noah's house.> Noah was nervous. Sure he'd had his teammates at his house for a party before. It had been for his 11th birthday party, which took place during the season. Nobody seemed to mind that Noah had skipped fifth grade and was a year younger than they were. To the other kids on the team, Noah was their teammate and Noah was cool. He might be way smarter than the average sixth grader, but he wasn't stuck up about it. The fact that he had shown himself to be a scrappy ballplayer, who was sound fundamentally, loaded with baseball smarts, and went all-out to win didn't hurt his stock with his teammates at all. He'd been flitting around the pool, around the cabana, around the house, driving his mother, his siblings, and his boyfriend Bobby crazy. His dad wisely figured that today would be an excellent morning to go golfing with some friends. "You're running around like a girl," Bobby said. Noah looked over at the cute little 11 year old redhead who had become such an important part of his life. Bobby was wearing just a pair of board shorts and his white, freckled skin glistened in the sun. "What to you mean like a girl?" Noah asked. "I mean getting all bothered and shit because you have a party today." "How would you know that was like a girl? Since when did you become the expert on girls?" "Because you're my girly boy, that's how I know," Bobby said with a giggle and a huge smile. "Maybe you'd like to get tossed into the pool," Noah threatened. Noah pushed his finger against his nose, adjusting his glasses. "That will show you how girly I am." "By you and whose army?" Like Noah, Bobby was a slightly built boy, though Noah had a little bit more muscle definition. While Noah was slender, Bobby could easily be classified as skinny. Noah chased Bobby around the pool and through the back lawn, both boys giggling and laughing and reveling in the bright sunshine and near 80 degree day. At least one thing Noah didn't have to worry about was the weather. Noah finally caught Bobby and tackled him into the grass. He lay on top of his friend, both boys still giggling between deep breaths. They loved each other deeply, more than they really understood at their young ages. Noah was extremely bright and very perceptive about people, but even he didn't truly realize how much a part of his being and soul Bobby and become. "The guys should be coming soon. I think I'm ready," Noah said as his nervousness returned. "Well, either get up and be sure you're ready or hump my butt here on the grass, but don't just lay there on top of me. You're getting heavy." A ringing phone made the decision easy for Noah. He got off of Bobby, adjusting his glasses again. His bare torso touching his boyfriend and his dick pushing into the redhead's butt had given him a quick boner. Noah got up, shaking his silky, bright blond hair. The summer sun was already highlighting parts of it, giving him a two tone look. By the end of summer his hair would be mostly golden blond and then it would darken some during the dark winter months. He liked the fact that he had changeable hair---it kept him from looking boring. He could tell from the ringtone that it was Eric who was calling. Eric's travel team had a late morning game in Centralia, where their home field was. If Eric was calling already then it must have been a quick game. He picked the phone off of the table on the deck and answered it. "Hi Eric," Noah said in his usual cheerful tone. "Hey, Noah." "Quick game." "Yeah. Five inning mercy killing." Noah knew that meant the ten run rule had been invoked. If a team was ahead by ten or more runs after five innings the game was over. He hoped it wasn't Eric's team that had been on the short end. "We won 13-0. I pitched four innings, two hits, four Ks, no walks." A K was the baseball symbol for a strikeout. "Good pitching line." Noah and Eric were both baseball geeks. Their friends and teammates all liked and even loved the game, but they weren't the stat and history geeks that those two were. In baseball, as well as railroading, their other obsession, they often didn't have to say much to communicate fully. Even after knowing each other for only four months, there seemed to be some kind of instant communication link between them. They could get points across to each other by simple body language. "We should be there by one," Eric said. "Great, I'll see you then. Some of the other guys should be showing up by then, too. I wasn't figuring on the guys on your team until at least two." Eric's Mayfield teammates were Danny, the twins Kevin and Kraig, and Eric's boyfriend Scott. Noah and Bobby both played on a recreation team that played in Mayfield, Pine Lake, and nearby Kentburg in a program sponsored by the county parks department. Hunter and Carl also played in the program, but they were on a different team. Those boys were all coming to his summer kickoff party along with Lars, who went to Evans Middle School, but was a teammate of Eric and the others on the travel team. There would also be two younger boys coming, the twin's younger brother Korey, who was about to turn 10 and Korey's best friend Chandler, who was already ten. Noah's little brother Nick, who was almost eight, would also be hanging around. Noah's older brother Glenn, who was 19 and had just finished his freshman year in college, was hanging with friends he would be gone for the day. Noah also had a brother and sister who were twins and were about to be 13, heading into eighth grade. Shane was spending the weekend with a friend and Lisa was in the house managing not to be a pest, at least so far. "So they won?" Bobby asked. "Yeah, they 10-runned whoever they were playing. That means people will be showing up sooner than I thought. I think I have all the snacks and drinks ready. And we have towels from the cabana. I'm so glad the weather is nice for swimming." Eighty degree days were not the norm for a Pacific Northwest June and Noah was more than thankful to get one of them. "You're still being a girl." "You like it when I'm the girl in bed. Now, let's go in the pool so I can dunk you," Noah said. "Who says you can dunk me?" Noah loved Bobby's voice which was high and squeaky just like his. He, Bobby, and Eric would be three boys heading into the seventh grade whose voices hadn't started to change at all and who were bare of any pubic hair. Being a year younger than the rest, Noah was happy he wasn't the only one of the boys he knew who hadn't really started to hit puberty. He and Bobby hadn't started making sperm yet either, but he knew Eric shot stuff most of the time. Well, dribbled it more than shot it. Since the sixth grade group on the JV team, plus Carl and Hunter who hadn't been on the JV team, had started hanging together and doing sex stuff together, he had seen every one of them have at least one orgasm, so he knew who could do what and who had how much pubic hair. He knew how far each boy was willing to go sexually in front of somebody else, although he was sometimes surprised when somebody decided go farther than he had expected. He and Bobby jumped into the pool and wrestled around, playing grab ass and as well as grabbing other intimate body parts until they had managed to pull each other's swimsuits off and toss them on the pool deck. They then played and swam around naked, their cocks going up and down depending on who was grabbing what and when. Lisa came out to the pool area followed by an athletic looking boy. "Your first partier is here," she said. Noah got out of the pool, not bothered by his sister seeing him naked and knowing she wasn't going to be bothered by it either. It's not like they hadn't seen it all before. Lisa was hoping, of course, to see more boys than just Bobby and Noah running around naked; she'd seen them in the nude countless times. The first to show was Hunter. Hunter was maybe the best athlete in the seventh grade. He had been starting quarterback as a sixth grader on the middle school football team and led the JV basketball team in scoring. He tanked the baseball turnouts and got cut to avoid the pressures put on him by his father, a former minor league baseball player. He was a well-built 12 year old, standing at 5'4 and weighing 120 pounds. Noah knew that Hunter had a nice patch of pubic hair and maybe the biggest cock in the group. Hunter ran hot and cold as far as sexual stuff with boys went. He messed around a lot with Kraig, though they kept most of it between themselves (Kraig did share all of his sexual adventures with his twin brother Kevin). Hunter would jerk off with the group, but wouldn't get involved with mutual masturbation or oral sex. For a long time he wouldn't even hang out with them. He looked down at them as a bunch of fags, but Kraig softened him up to where the last month of school he would sit with them all during lunch. Noah was happy that Hunter had elected to come and surprised that he was the first to arrive. "You can change into your swim suit in the cabana," Noah told him, "or you can just strip down, for now." Noah was hoping that they would be able to skinny dip, but he had yet to convince his mother to give her approval. His dad, who was more likely to go for it, wouldn't be back from golf for an hour or so. He knew that the neighbors couldn't look into the pool area unless they stood on a ladder or a chair to look over the fence, so being naked was unlikely to shock anybody. It was just that his mom didn't always seem to understand what growing up was like. As far as Noah was concerned swimming naked was an important part of growing up. While his mom hadn't said to they could skinny dip, she hadn't said they couldn't either. "I'll think about it," was what she had said. Well, it was often easier to ask for forgiveness than it was to ask for permission was how Noah looked at it. He was a good kid who rarely disobeyed his parents' dictates, but he also was a bright kid who knew how to slip through their loopholes. Even though Noah and Bobby were naked, Hunter elected to put on his board shorts. He went into the cabana to change. When he came back out, Noah and Bobby were in the pool, still naked. Hunter got on the diving board and did a cannonball, sending up a mighty splash that landed on the other two boys. "Fuck, that water is fucking cold!" he shouted as he came up. "It's not so bad once you get used to it," Noah told him. "I mean Bobby and I are naked and we haven't morphed into icebergs." About twenty minutes later Carl arrived. Carl was a big kid who got cut from the JV team. He could hit the ball as well as anybody in the sixth grade, but he had been fat, slow, and lazy. However, with some prodding from the middle school coaches, Danny had kind of conned Carl into working out with him, and that, along with a change in diet initiated by his mother, had done a lot towards getting him leaner and into better shape. Carl and Danny had also just started becoming serious bed buddies, as opposed to being boyfriends. After all, they said, they weren't gay so they couldn't be boyfriends. Carl was still a little embarrassed by the size of his equipment. His under four inch boner was competitive with the other boys, but when he was soft his little nub seemed to get lost in his still flabby belly. It really was much more visible then he wanted to admit, especially as he lost his fat, but it still had a tendency to embarrass him in front of his peers. He, too, went to the cabana to change. Soon the rest of the partiers arrived. They were the ones who had either played in the late morning game in Centralia, or who had been there to watch. They all arrived in two SUVs and came tumbling out, forming a small mob that headed for the front door. Noah's mom and Nicky were there to greet them. Eric and Scott came out to the deck first. Like Bobby and Noah they were boyfriends and had no problem admitting it to their peers. They both seemed to feel comfortable saying they were gay. Next came Korey and Chandler, the two 10 year olds. Korey was actually a week shy of being 10, but as far as he was concerned he had reached the pivotal age. Both boys would be starting fifth grade in the fall. Even though they were young, they were both sexually experienced. They had done everything with each other, a lot of it learned by Korey from his 12 year old twin brothers. At the end of the season pool party at Coach Ecklund's house the two of them had gotten sexually involved with some of the other boys on the team. To top it off, Chandler was Coach Ecklund's son. Coach Ecklund taught social studies at the middle school and was also the head baseball coach there. The twins were next. Lisa, who had a crush on both of them, even though they were a year younger, came out on the deck with them. Kevin, who was the dominant of the two, felt comfortable saying he was gay, but Lisa didn't believe him. It was kids like her brother Noah who were gay, not jocks like Kevin or Kraig. Besides, being gay seemed to be the popular thing with the boys at the moment. The twins also hinted that they were each other's boy friend, and they certainly had a lot of sex with each other, a fact that they didn't hide. Kevin had taken on a boyfriend who was a year younger, but they had split up as boyfriends, though not as friends. Kraig hung out with Hunter and kept trying to get him to loosen up about sex with guys, but Hunter was so adamant about his being straight that nobody would confuse them for boyfriends. The twins had just turned 12 and were slender boys, 5'0 with dark blond hair who were both very athletic and coordinated, not to mention perpetually horny. Behind the twins was Lars, who was tall, skinny, and blond beyond blond, his hair shining in the afternoon sun. He and Kevin had started up a budding friendship and Lars was pleased to be invited by Kevin to attend Noah's party. Already he wished he lived in Mayfield instead of the town of Evans mainly because he was getting a major crush on Kevin. Kevin loved teasing Lars about how much more sexual experience he had and Lars decided that this party was going to show who knew what. Kevin had filled him in on the fact that things could get pretty sexy at their little team parties. Danny came out behind Lisa. He did that on purpose because he wanted to check out the girl's ass, or so he told himself. Lisa was wearing a bikini bottom that made her ass very watchable. While Danny didn't have the hang-ups about sex with guys that Hunter had, he knew that he preferred chasing girls to chasing boys. He also knew that while he loved looking at girls, he didn't have a problem checking out the guys. Danny was another of the stud athletes in the seventh grade and stood a bit over five feel tall with a solid build. He liked working out and exercising and his body showed it. "Hey, I see you and Bobby aren't wearing anything," Kevin said as he peered into the water. "Guess we get to skinny dip." That was the cue for mom to speak. "Noah, I did not say you boys could swim in the nude." "But mom, you didn't say we couldn't either." "Don't you be nitpicking me, young man or I'll be sending everyone home." Noah had always been compliant, but he was starting to show the signs of encroaching puberty. He was still a good boy, but he now needed to be knocked down a notch or two on occasion. The boys who had just arrived froze in a tableau waiting to see how all of this played out. They were not used to seeing Noah in any kind of trouble. It was Eric who broke the silence. "It's cool, Noah, we all brought swimsuits." "I know," Noah said, "I was just hoping. Sorry, mom." Noah was the rare kid who didn't mind backing down to his parents in front of his peers. His parents had instilled that kind of independent confidence in him and he was also smart enough to know when he was wrong. "I don't know why you want all of your friends to see your shortcomings anyway," his mom said with a rare touch of humor. Noah turned beet red and yelped out, "Mommmm!" but the laughter and catcalls from his friends almost drowned him out. Noah's mom had quickly defused the tense situation. Noah's mother knew she had overreacted to Noah's comment and had almost painted him into a corner in front of his friends. Her older kids might not have backed down in front of their peers in a similar situation and she was grateful yet again for Noah's easy going nature. "I'll tell you what. Your father should be home any minute and we'll let him break the tie." That suited Noah just fine. He knew that his father had a "boys will be boys" attitude and might side with him. He would, that is, if this was a tie breaking situation and not a back up mom's decision situation. That would depend on how she presented it to him. Noah was quite aware of how things worked in his family. In deference to his mom Noah and Bobby had their swimsuits tossed to them and put them on. The newly arrived boys went to the cabana to change and pretty soon the high pitched sounds of playing boys and the splashing of water could be heard. About twenty minutes after Noah's little confrontation with his mom his dad came home from golfing. He saw his parents talking and knew that they were discussing strategy. He would soon find out if his dad was backing up his mom or was going to be his tie breaking vote. He realized his dad might actually agree with her and break the tie in her favor. His dad came down to the pool area, watching the boys busily at play. After talking to Noah he was going to help with food preparation and then he would get the barbeque going. "Hi dad!" Noah called out from among a gaggle of boys in the pool. "Could you come out for a moment, son?" Noah climbed out of the pool and walked over to his dad. "Your mother has told me the little conflict you two had. I appreciate your not pushing your mom on it and your not trying to show her up in front of your friends." Noah was a talkative boy, one who was willing to stand up for himself and talk for himself. But he was also smart enough to know when to keep his mouth shut, so he just nodded. "I'm okay with you boys swimming in the nude as long as you don't go into the house and you don't go flaunting yourselves in front of Lisa." "What do you mean flaunt?" "What I mean is don't go showing off. Just be your rowdy boy selves. And knowing how 12 and 13 year old boy bodies work, if any of you gets an erection you stay in the pool, go the cabana, or cover it in some way until it is gone. That's what I mean by flaunt." Noah managed to keep his jaw from dropping at that statement. "I will tell everybody. We will hide all boners dad." He immediately dropped his swimsuit and stepped out of it, turning around and yelling, "Last one naked is a nerd." His dad had already turned around and headed for the house doing everything in his power not to break out into uncontrollable laughter. Swimsuits were quickly flying out of the pool, even Hunter's, and all of the boys were now naked. The splashing and playing started up again, including a game of pool basketball going on in the deep end. There was almost as much grabbing of cocks, balls, and butts as there was any shooting of the basketball. About a half-hour later, Seth, Noah's dad walked out in the deck and started up the barbeque. His mother started bringing out food along with his sister Lisa. Lisa kept hoping to catch a glimpse of all the wares of the boys, especially the twins. Eight year old Nicky joined the boys in the pool and didn't need any persuasion to get naked. While the boys let him participate in some of the horseplay they didn't do any of the junk grabbing with him, though his butt got tweaked on occasion. Before starting up the burgers, Noah's dad called Eric over. Eric headed over to the deck, a little self-conscious about being naked, not only in front of Noah's dad, but also in front of Lisa. Lisa had just walked out on the deck, mostly because she wanted to see naked boys as much as she could. "You wanted me, sir?" "Are you going to have your discussion with the team?" Noah's dad asked him. "I thought we'd do it after we ate and sat around letting our meal settle down." "Smart boy." Eric nodded, waiting to hear more. "And you're going to have your election." "Yes, sir. But just for the chairman of the group. Win or lose I will bring up how we need a set of by-laws and after we get them we will have to elect some other officers." "Will you have another meeting?" "That depends on who gets elected the chairperson," was Eric's modest reply. There was no doubt in Seth's mind who would be elected the chair of the group. The group was the incoming seventh grade boys at the swim party. Noah's dad had agreed to be their advisor and to help them get themselves organized in their attempt to meet the challenge they had set for themselves, and that was not only to win a state baseball championship in high school, but to win back-to-back championships. That would mean finding a sponsor as a money source for a travel team that would represent Mayfield exclusively. It meant finding coaches for the team, getting enough seventh graders in town and within the school district who would be willing to play at a higher level, and to bring the eighth graders who would be seniors when Eric and his classmates were juniors, on board. And that was just the beginning. Eric had been the driving force behind getting their group organized. He, Noah, and a couple of other players had enlisted Seth to be their advisor. He had consented to help as long as the boys did the bulk of the work, which Eric was more than willing to do; in fact that was the only way he would accept Seth as their advisor. He didn't want to have an adult running the show. "My advice is for you to make sure you have your by-laws and then meet for elections in two weeks or so." Seth, Eric, and Noah had met the day before to talk about the by-laws, what they were, and what their by-laws should say. "It will be done if I get elected the chair, sir." Seth wasn't the kind of man who required kids to call him sir, or even liked it. But he also didn't want to discourage Eric's politeness. The use of the word "sir" would become necessary with some of the people he would be dealing with in the next couple of years. At first Eric thought it was strange to stand naked in front of Noah's dad and discuss business, but then Eric realized that he could have stood in front of him wearing a dress and Noah's dad wouldn't have cared. He was all business, so Eric was the same, clothes or no clothes. Eric went back to the pool to join the fun. Some of the boys were lying out in the sun, a towel covering their privates, more to protect them from the sun than from the prying eyes of Lisa. Danny would just as soon Lisa took a long look at his junk, and Hunter felt much the same way. Danny could feel himself boning up some thinking about Lisa looking at him, but he knew what Noah had promised his dad, and quickly covered himself up. The burgers were soon ready to serve and the boys were loading up on food and drink, not bothering to get dressed, except for a couple who had a towel wrapped around their waist for obvious reasons. They sat at one of the two tables on the deck or the one by poolside, a couple of them wondering why Lisa couldn't get naked along with the rest of them. After they ate, Eric called his meeting. As Seth knew would happen he was elected the chair of the group, which they named the GTS group for "Go to State". The boys sat naked on the deck with Danny and Scott both covering disobedient cocks with a towel, as instructed. But as the meeting went on they were able to remove their towels. Lars, even though he wasn't part of the process, sat with the Titan players. He thought the whole idea of their fledgling group was interesting and he wished he was a part of it. The three younger boys, Chandler, Korey, and Nicky were busy playing in the pool as the meeting went on. Chandler and Korey were both surprised to learn that eight year old Nicky knew about jerking off and cock sucking and wished they could do something to take advantage of that. The two horny ten year olds were more interested in being with the older boys, but Nicky made it clear he would have no problem doing sex stuff with them. He certainly had no problem letting them grab his dick and balls and he was more than willing to return the favor. The ten year olds thought that Nicky could be fun, even if his technique was lacking---not that they were experts, but they had done enough with each other and the seventh graders to know there was a difference between grabbing somebody's junk and being sexy with it. The meeting on the deck was drawing to a close. Hunter and Noah agreed to help Eric with the by-laws, although Hunter wasn't sure why he was needed because as far as brains went he wasn't in the same ballpark as Eric and Noah. But then nobody in the entire group was, so he was happy to at least be a part of the process. The group agreed to meet at Noah's house on Thursday afternoon to vote on the by-laws and to elect whatever officers they needed to elect. After that meeting Noah would give the by-laws to his father to formalize. "Wow, guys, we had a whole afternoon in a swimming pool naked and nobody had to run off to have sex or to take care of a boner," Eric said. "Is that amazing or what?" They all heard giggling and looked over at Kevin. "Well, not exactly," he said. "I hope you have a good filter system in your pool, Noah." "Well, Eric was right. You didn't have to run off to have to take care of things," Noah said. "So that means nobody had any sex even though we were all naked," "Well, not exactly," Kevin said again. "Um...I had some help messing up your pool...and, well, I helped somebody, too. So you need double good filters." The look on Lars's face gave away who the other participant was. "And you did that with nobody knowing you were doing it?" Eric asked. "That's pretty sneaky." "Well, not exactly," Kevin uttered one more time. "We had a couple of guys kind of playing around in front of us to keep you guys away." Eric remembered Korey and Chandler being around Kevin and Lars for awhile, but he hadn't given it much thought at the time. Now he knew why the two younger boys were being so tight with his two teammates. "What do they get out of it?" Kraig asked. He was surprised that his two brothers had done all of this in the pool and he didn't have a clue. "They got to see us cum in the water and I'm gonna blow them both tonight," Kevin said. "Lars isn't going to help?" Noah asked. "He's never sucked anybody yet, so he's not sure." "Oh, so it look like you do know a lot more about sex than Lars does, even though he said he was the one who knew more," Kraig said. "Lars thought that sex with guys meant jerking off and jerking each other off. Now us Titans have to show him different. And that starts tonight. He's gonna be involved in a blow job somehow, he just doesn't know it yet." Lars blushed and grabbed one of the discarded towels on the deck. The direction of the boys' chat took was having an effect on him. They all agreed the meeting was over and jumped back into the pool. Even though it was late afternoon it was still warm out. They played around for another half hour, grabbing ass, dick, and whatever else they could grab, just like they did before they ate. But they were all getting horny and looking forward to having some fun in the cabana. The sun was starting to set and the air was getting chilly. As they climbed out of the pool they couldn't fail to notice that Lisa was keeping a close watch as they exposed their naked bodies to the evening air. They went into the cabana for a different kind of party. Noah's father brought dessert and snacks down to the cabana. The boys started snacking down as soon as he left, their young cocks starting to get hard as the feel of sexual excitement became part of the atmosphere. "What kind of sex games do you have this time, Noah?" Scott asked. "None. We're going to sit in a circle and start jerking off and we'll just see what happens. Kind of sexual potpourri." That sounded great to all of them, including Hunter who did not want to get stuck playing some sexual game. In fact it was Hunter's feelings that had a lot to do with Noah's decision not to have a sexual game. The 12 and 13 year olds in the room were getting hard and ready. In fact, so were the two 10 year olds. It was time for a different kind of entertainment. Next: It's Supposed to be Fun One reader thought a list of the pairs of boys might be a good idea at the start of the story and I agreed, so here it is. These are the pairings at the end of sixth, start of seventh grade. The high school pairings could be different, and will evolve from the changes the boys go through in middle school. The ages are as of this day in the story. Eric (11) and Scott (12). They are very sexually active with each other, and both say they are gay. That will remain to be seen. Noah (11) and Bobby (11). The two youngest, and least physically mature in the group. They are totally devoted to each other. Danny (12) and Carl (12). Both boys are into girls, but have a loving relationship with each other. Kraig (12) and Hunter (12). Kraig loves sex with boys, any boy, any time. But he has become smitten with Hunter, who sees himself as totally straight, even if his actions say otherwise. Kevin (12) and Lars (11). Kevin, like his twin brother Kraig, likes boys. While Lars lives in a neighboring town, something is starting to brew between the two boys. Chandler (10) and Korey (9). They are two precocious boys. They aren't sure what sex is all about, but they know they like it. Korey's twin brothers have been diligent teachers. Korey is just a few days away from being 10. Rich (12) and Marty (13). These two boys are heading into eighth grade. Their relationship comes apart because of Marty's behaviors. Those behaviors end up being a concern for the entire group. I hope that helps. Comments are always accepted and answered at thehakaanen@hotmail.com.