SATURDAY, JULY 4

Michael woke up bright and cheerful after a night's sleep. He was happy to be sleeping in his own bed in his own room. It was even better to wake up in his own bed and in his own room next to Christian.

After 17 hours of travel and a nine-hour time zone change, the boys had briefly debated about not bothering to undress before crawling into Michael's bed. They quickly deduced that for the highest quality sleep, it would be best for them to sleep au naturel as usual. Michael rolled over to wake Christian, but the blonde's peaceful expression made it impossible for Michael to disturb him. Instead, Michael carefully wiggled his way backwards to the edge of the mattress and slid to his feet before hurrying to the bathroom to relieve himself.

'Man,' he thought as his bladder released a substantial stream of piss flooding his body with a sense of relief, 'it feels like it's been days since I peed.' The thought sparked his curiosity and then his concern. He tried to squeeze his bladder to hurry things along. Finished, he shook his flaccid tween wiener and ran back to find his phone. "SHIT!" he said much louder than he meant to. "Christian! Wake up! It's almost noon!!"

Michael sounded far away. In his deep sleep, he heard Michael say it was almost noon, and that sounded just fine to Christian. He was content to sleep for another thirteen or fourteen hours or whatever it was so far.

When Christian only turned his head and continued to sleep, Michael understood action was in order. With a running leap, he landed knees first on the mattress next to Christian causing the teen to bounce.

"Stop it," said Christian in one, slow, long moan. One hand made a feeble attempt to shoo anyone and everyone away.

Grabbing Christian by the shoulders, Michael shook until Christian peeked through one half-opened eyelid. "What?" he asked with as much politeness as Ebeneezer Scrooge.

"The birthdays party! People are gonna start arriving soon. We need to get up and get ready!" Michael walked on his knees backwards while trying to drag Christian out of bed with him. "Come on!!"

As much as going back to sleep sounded like the greatest thing in the world, how was Christian to resist following a naked Michael into the shower?

Christian was trying to wake up and Michael was anxious to see his friends which made for an unusually fast shower for the two horn dogs. Heading next door to see who was doing what and to grab some grub, they ran into Matthew in the kitchen. Michael yipped in joy and jumped on Matthew's back.

"Hey bro!" greeted Michael. Then he teased, "How come you weren't home to greet me last night?"

"I'm here now," said Matthew. He slapped Michael's butt and the 12-year-old (he wanted me to make sure you remembered that) gave a yelp and hopped down so his brother could give him a proper hug. "Anyway, I had a game last night and got back after you went to bed. I stopped in and welcomed you back but you two were dead to the world."

Matthew welcomed Christian home with a hug while Michael asked, "So how was your game last night? Did you win? Did you hit another home run? When's your next game? Can we go?"

"Well, we're hosting a tournament next week at Mission Hills High School. It's not as big as most tourneys, but we're going to be playing on a single field so hopefully I'll be playing a few games." Matthew was being modest. If you asked his teammates, they expected to win the tournament and already had their sights on nationals.

While Matthew explained, Michael and Christian scrounged around the kitchen trying to decide what to eat.

"Dad already cleaned up from breakfast so he could set up out back for the party," informed Matthew grabbing the dirty dish towels and other linens to add to his laundry before he started the washer. "We're going to be eating lunch in an hour or so. You should probably just have a granola bar or something small.

Christian and Michael agreed and opened the pantry to decide which bar to munch on. They perused the selection of protein bars, granola bars, and other snacks on the "healthier" side when the backdoor opened.

"Hey guys!" greeted Sam.

"Your dad said you guys would be in here," said Gregory explaining their barging into the house.

"HEY!" said Michael excitedly. He gave his friends a hug and kiss on the cheek and Christian followed with a hug. "We missed you guys." Gregory and Sam took seats at the breakfast bar and Michael and Christian returned to looking for something to munch on before lunch.

"What brought you guys over so early?" asked Christian staring into the pantry. Michael migrated to the refrigerator.

"Oh," said Sam, "I guess it was just better for us to get out of the way to give my parents a chance to cool off."

Michael's head popped up over the open refrigerator door. Surprised that Sam might have done something to get into trouble, he asked, "You got in trouble? You got in trouble and you're still able to come to the party and spend the night?"

"Yeah, well," answered Gregory, "we're kinda on both our moms' shit lists."

Forgetting their search, Michael and Christian shut the refrigerator and pantry doors and stood at the island across from their friends. "What happened?" asked Michael. The boys gave uneasy laughs before revealing their transgressions.

"I'm pretty sure we told you about my mom walking in on us naked on top of the bed after a sleepover, right?" asked Gregory.

"Yeah," said Christian, "that's when your mom told your dad to talk to you and you came out and all of that."

"Yep," confirmed Sam.

"That wasn't the only time she's gotten an eyeful," continued Gregory. "But the worst happened right before Christian's birthday last month. Mom said she'd be home late after running errands. Instead, she came home early and caught us, ummm..." Gregory looked around to see who was going to hear what he had to say before completing the sentence in a whisper, "...doing it."

Both Michael and Christian burst out laughing at Sam and Gregory's expense. Expecting that reaction, the embarrassed boys took the laughter in stride.

"Couldn't you guys shut your bedroom door or something to have some privacy?" ask Christian between breaths.

This time, Gregory and Sam gave a chuckle.

"OMG!" said Michael wide-eyed. "You guys weren't in the bedroom, were you?"

Sam and Gregory laughed knowing they were going to draw a reaction when they reveal the details.

"NO!" said Christian mortified at the thought of his parents catching him and Michael in the act.

"Where were you?" asked Michael.

Gregory filled in the last details. "You know when you come in the backdoor through the laundry room?" Michael and Christian had been to Gregory's house and knew what he was talking about. "When mom came home early, she came in through the backdoor."

Christian and Michael were confused. That didn't answer their question at all. Christian asked first, "Where you were doing it?"

"On the kitchen table," admitted Gregory trying not to laugh. Once he saw the look on Christian and Michael's faces, he and Sam couldn't keep their composure.

The laughter drew Matthew's attention. "Hey Sam, Gregory," he said. "What's going on in here?"

Michael attempted to gain his composure to answer Matthew. "They're telling us about getting caught in the middle of having sex on the kitchen table!" Matthew chuckled right along with the boys.

"That wasn't a problem for you when you came home early from Europe, was it Matthew?" teased Christian.

"I wish," he said. "We forgot that the Kendalls were still staying here."

"Were you worried that Mr. and Mrs. Kendall were going to catch you?" asked Sam.

"No, but April felt weird about spending the night with the Kendalls being around, so she didn't stay all night until after they moved into their new house," explained Matthew. "When she was here, every time we tried to be alone those pesky twins would appear out of nowhere. Those little dudes are sneaky." Matthew didn't find any of that funny, but the younger boys found it hilarious.

"Okay," said Christian bringing the conversation back to its original point. "Why are you two in trouble with Sam's mom?"

"Yeah, Sam," teased Gregory. "I told them about why my mom is mad at us. Tell them why your mom is too."

"Oh, well," said Sam. Clearly, he wasn't all that interested in telling this story. "Last night Gregory spent the night at my house. We took a shower together before bed and..."

"And?" asked Matthew, Michael, and Christian nearly in unison.

"Mom didn't hear the shower running and thought we'd gone back to my bedroom."

"And?" they asked again.

"She came into the bathroom and caught us."

They waited for Sam to continue. "And?"

When Sam didn't answer, Gregory gave the remaining details. "We were both still naked. I was sitting on the toilet lid and Sam was on his knees giving me head."

The boys made 'Ohs' and 'Ews' noises, cringing at the thought of their mom catching them giving head.

"What's worse, Sam didn't hear the door open and just kept going at it, putting on a cock sucking clinic for his mom!"

Sam covered his face with both hands while the other boys laughed, faces blushing as they shared Sam's embarrassment.

Gregory added, "Gladys couldn't even look us in the face this morning so we left as early as we could. I think she was happy for us to go."

Forgetting his hunger Michael walked around the island and gave Sam a hug. "I'm glad you're both here. Let's go see what dad's got going on out back.

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Michael leaned over the patio table and took a huge bite of his hamburger. "Mmmmmmm..." he moaned. His dad made the best hamburgers. Then again, he never did get around to eating anything after waking up. He hadn't eaten a meal since they'd had pizza in Iceland the day before. He took another bite of his burger and heard his friends humming his father's praise for their delicious grilled delights. "Is my dad the best, or what?" he said to no one and everyone. It was true. Michael couldn't imagine how Lars could be a better father. Though one thing did perplex him. How could anyone make such delicious food yet consume so much of that foul, dark brown liquid and say it tasted good?

"How was Norway?" asked Isaac from across the table. He'd seen a lot of the posts and text messages during their tour, but the communications he and Jaden received tapered off as the boys were being boys and spending time with family. Still testing his new friendships and trying to find his place, Isaac struck up the conversation to see how Michael and Christian would react.

"It's the most beautiful place in the world!" stated Michael definitively. He was so excited to talk about their trip to Norway, Michael abandoned his burger and pulled up photos he took while there.

Isaac listened intently partly from his interest in Michael's stories and descriptions, and partly because of his hearing loss and the noise of all the boys at the party.

There were a lot of boys at the party. The usual culprits, the boys from the lunch table, their friends from soccer and lacrosse, Derek and Jack, Craig and Oliver with the twins, Alex and Josh, and some of their friends from the high school.

Lars was apprehensive when he saw the list of boys invited to the party. Unlike the sports team parties or holiday parties, being his sons' birthdays, there wasn't a built-in group of parents to help. It was up to Lars, Zach, and Carol to feed and manage this army of young men.

The lack of help was short lived. The good will they spread across the community came back to them. Alexis heard Carol talking about the party and volunteered to help. Anna and Kristoffer also arrived and pitched in. Michael was like a second son to them. Other parents also offered to stay when they dropped off their children. It made lunch run smoothly and got the herd fed quickly.

"I'm stuffed," groaned Jaden. He always struggled to eat the calories and protein the swim team's strength coach wanted him to consume. He just couldn't eat that much.

"Me too," said Isaac patting his belly. "But I think all the pop just went right through me. I'll be back."

Jaden was quick to help. "I'll go too."

"No," said Isaac with a little bite in his remark. "I can do this."

Jaden sat back down looking deflated. He was upset he did the wrong thing again.

"What's with that?" asked Christian.

"Since Isaac was told he would get to go to school with us next year, he's working even harder to do things by himself," explained Jaden. "But I still worry about him falling or getting hurt."

"He looked fine to me," said Michael attempting to cheer Jaden up.

"That's what he's trying to make everyone think. Even though he's gotten stronger, he still has double vision from the tumor. The doctors had hoped it would get better, but it hasn't. Now with Isaac coming back to school full time next year, the doctors decided to do the surgery sooner so he will be recovered before school."

Michael and Christian could tell by Jaden's glassy eyes that he was scared at the idea of Isaac having surgery. "Dude," said Michael, attempting console Jaden. "Isaac may look weak and frail, but he's a fighter. He'll be fine."

"Besides," added Christian, "I bet the only thing he's wanted since he was first diagnosed is to be normal."

Jaden nodded in agreement. "But he still trips and falls a lot. And he gets massive headaches and dizzy when he gets too tired. I can help. He knows how much I love him. I just want to help him until he gets better."

"Does he like it when his mother helps him?" asked Michael.

"No. He fights with her all the time about hovering and not letting him do anything," answered Jaden.

Michael looked Jaden in the eyes. "Don't you worry he might start feeling the same way about you if you act that way?"

Jaden's shoulders noticeably slumped. "I know. But I just want to help him get better."

Christian swallowed the last bite of his sandwich and wiped his hands. "Jaden, are you hoping Isaac will be cured? I thought the tumor was inoperable." Christian knew he'd struck a chord in Jaden. The boy looked on the verge of tears.

Isaac approached the table. "I feel better now."

"Are you alright?" asked Jaden. "That took a long time."

"Yes," Isaac curtly answered. "I had to wait." Then Isaac gave a laugh. "I'm not sure what was going on in the bathroom, but when they finally answered the door, Derek, Jack, and those new twins came out of the bathroom smiling."

It piqued Christian's curiosity but Michael was pretty sure he knew what was going on.

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Lars and Zach thought it was too hot for the hot tub. I mean, it was July in San Diego. But logic and middle school boys can often be like oil and water. With the number of boys horsing around and getting wet, the hot tub simply functioned as one more venue to dip in the water. That's where Christian and Michael were joined by Alex and Josh.

"Hi guys!" said Alex excited to see Michael and Christian again. "Can we sit with you?"

"Of course!" said Michael, standing and giving Alex and Josh hugs. "What have you been up to?"

"I did all the stuff I told your dad I would do!" said Alex excitedly. "I called up Sam and Gregory and got to hang out with them a lot. Mrs. Greenfield gave me lots of baking lessons. Josh and I went to the movies and the Pizza Station with Craig and Oliver, and we went with Sam and Gregory one time too. And I worked a lot with my mom at Saberspace. Do you know how busy we've been filling online orders? It's crazy."

"I've been working with Alex filling order too," added Josh searching for a way to join the conversation. He still felt like an outsider around Alex's friends. Especially Michael and the rest of the band. All his classmates in Vista knew about At the Majestic and thought it was cool that Josh knew them well enough to be invited to sleepover parties at their house. When Alex told him he was invited for Michael and Simon's birthday party and the sleepover, Josh made it a point to run into people from school so he could just happen to share the news. There were still some who thought Josh had to be lying about all of it.

"Thanks for helping," said Michael. "You are getting paid for all of that, aren't you. You're not just helping your mom to help."

"No, we're getting paid," said Alex.

"Isn't that cool?" Josh added.

Alex then said, "We went in together and got you a birthday present."

"Really? Thanks. You shouldn't have." Having friends and getting presents from friends still felt new to Michael and it made him uncomfortable. Plus, he and Simon had told everyone to gift money that would be donated to Alejandro's foundation.

"I know," said Alex, "but I wanted to because you've been one of the best friends I've ever had. When I saw it, I knew it was perfect."

"Thanks. I can't wait to see what it is."

"Alex has also started playing lacrosse," bragged Josh. The boy from Vista was proud of his boyfriend and made sure everyone knew how awesome Alex was.

"Really?" asked a surprised Christian.

"Yeah," confirmed Alex. "Someone was selling their old equipment, so I picked it up and have been attending the player practices."

"How do you like it?" asked Michael. He never took Alex as being someone much into sports.

"I do," said Alex. "I like being out there practicing with friends. I've also been going to the morning workouts at the gym."

"Look at this," said Josh taking Alex's arm and trying to show off the developing bicep. Alex flexed just because he knew it excited Josh. Both Christian and Michael had better physiques than Alex did, and Alex knew they wouldn't be impressed.

Josh whispered something in Alex's ear while his hand dropped under the surface of the water. Alex jumped, then the corners of his mouth pulled his lips into a smile. Apparently, Josh was very happy to feel Alex's other muscles.

"We'll be back," said Alex. He and Josh hurried out of the hot tub and headed for the back door of the Novak house. Their Boardies clung tightly to their bodies showing off their boners.

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Many of the guys headed home by late afternoon. Simon had a great afternoon with his buddies from the high school lacrosse team while Lukas spent more of his time with his teammates from the eighth-grade team.

Lukas and Simon joined Will, Jordan, Curtis and Lewis in the hot tub. "Even in the heat, the jets always feel so good," groaned Simon.

Since their return from Europe, Lukas and Simon had caught up with their friends, but there always seemed to be an elephant in the room -- the unspoken question that weighed on everyone's minds. Lukas finally decided the time was right to ask. "Has anyone heard from Trajan?"

"A little," said Curtis. "We've kept him on our group text, but he doesn't comment much. He made a comment about the shit that went down with you guys in London and makes small comments here or there but doesn't really answer when we ask him how he's doing or what he's been up to."

"Do you think he is even coming back?" asked Christian.

"I don't know," said Will. "I hadn't really thought of that."

Jordan commented, "You might be right. His parents went back to Italy and instead of him going with them, he went to live with his aunt and uncle. He's texted me directly a couple of times. Apparently, he's been helping in the family restaurant, and he's made some friends. He even said he's playing lacrosse."

"But how much of it do you believe?" asked Will. Of their group, he felt the most betrayed and hurt by Trajan's behavior the last few months of the school year. Also, Will was the one in their group most likely to hold a grudge.

"There's no reason to be pissed," suggested Lewis. "He's either not coming back, or he's having a lot of new experiences being in Seattle for the entire summer. If he comes back, he may have a different perspective on what's happened."

Will just shrugged at Lewis comment but Curtis chuckled. "Lewis? When did you become so philosophical?"

Everyone including Lewis laughed at Curtis' remark before Lewis found the right word for his reply. "When I realized where I belong is right here in East Harbor with you guys. I don't think there could be a better group of friends. Thank you for forgiving me for being a shit for so long. And don't be so hard on Trajan. I fed a lot of that shit into his head because I was so mad at Mark for what he did. I didn't realize how far Trajan would go. I hope he's getting his head on straight and comes back so he has a chance to apologize."

The boys sat quietly in the hot tub contemplating a possible return of Trajan and what they'd say to him.

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For those spending the night, dinner was Big Daddy's pizza. A variety of pies were delivered. Some hand tossed, some with thin crust, some with regular sauce, and some were delivered with Michael's favorite, Big Daddy's spicy pizza sauce.

Since the pizzas covered the patio tables, the boys made up plates and gathered around the loungers, sitting on the ground to use the furniture as dining tables.

Michael and Christian were on the far-left side facing the rest of their friends. Oliver and Craig joined them. "Been waiting for a chance to talk to you guys. You've been busy today."

Christian and Michael laughed. "It's been exhausting," said Christian.

"We got back a little after ten last night, so we didn't get a chance to catch up with anyone before the party," explained Michael. "Today we've been catching up with everyone!"

Christian noted, "We saw you sunning yourselves earlier but didn't come over to see you because we knew you were spending the night tonight."

"We heard you two went on a double date with Alex and Josh," said Michael. He wanted to make sure Alex was making friends and not finding guys who hang out with him because they felt sorry for him. Michael really cared about Alex and was trying to make sure no one hurt him or took advantage of him. Alex, Michael determined, wasn't nearly as street smart as he seemed.

"Yeah, it was fun," said Craig brightly. "He and Josh are pretty funny, especially when they're together."

Oliver swallowed his bite of pizza and took a drink of his soda. "Have they taken you to the Pizza Station? They know the owner and he really hooked us up. The pizzas there are dee-leesh!"

"He's a busy dude, though," added Craig, "we tried to meet up with him a few times, but he's been working a lot. But we got to meet up with some of the other guys from your lacrosse team and from track."

Michael was pleased with this news. Since Alex started seeing Dr. Meijer, Michael has grown to like Alex and develop a special bond. He knew the boy who arrived from Mayfield had come a long way literally and figuratively. It was great that Alex was living the benefits of all his hard work.

"How do you like the new house?" asked Christian.

"Love it doesn't even begin to describe it!" gushed Craig. "It's the most incredible place ever!" Oliver laughed at Craig's assessment of their new home.

"What are you laughing about?" said Michael. Oliver's laughter was contagious, and the other boys joined in making each other laugh even harder.

Oliver composed himself and leaned in to confide in their close friends. "What Craig likes about the house is finding lots of fun places to get shagged."

"Stop it!" hissed Craig elbowing Oliver. He was beet red with embarrassment.

"Oh, come on. It's just Christian and Michael," said Oliver apologetically. "If we can't share it with them, then who can we tell?"

"Alright," said Craig. He checked to see if anyone was listening to their conversation then he too leaned over to spill the tea with Christian and Michael. The other couple leaned over the chaise to get the details. In a whisper, Craig asked, "Have you guys ever done it outside?"

Christian and Michael thought back to the last sleepover when they "did it" in the grass about ten feet from where they were sharing privately with Craig and Oliver. "Let's just say," answered Michael facetiously, "this backyard has seen a lot of action."

"And not just me and Michael" added Christian with a grin. The four boys laughed quietly.

"Well," started Oliver looking at Craig to make sure he was cool with him telling, "our bedroom has doors out to the deck. We like to sneak out there and do it overlooking the houses down below. The other night, we're out there doing it with Craig leaning on the railing and me standing behind him when his parents came outside to sit by the fire pit!"

"OMG! Really?" said Michael leaning in closer to hear more.

"What did you do?" asked Christian, joining Michael.

"What could we do?" Craig retorted. "We hid!"

"We couldn't make it back to the door to our bedroom without passing out in the open. The fire was just feet from where we were banging," explained Oliver.

Craig added, "And my naked white ass practically glows in the dark."

Christian and Michael could only laugh.

"We slowly backed up to the shadow created by the stone column and hid there until his parents went back inside the house," continued Oliver.

"Hid. Huh!" noted Craig emphatically. "What he did was fuck me quietly to force me to try to not make a sound." He elbowed Oliver again. "Jerk!"

"You loved it."

"Did not!"

"Then why did you squirt all over the deck!"

Craig blushed again and covered his face with his hands.

"Hey," said Michael trying to console Craig. "Shit happens. People get caught having sex all the time. No need to be embarrassed because you guys managed to keep it on the DL."

"Yeah," said Christian with a chuckle. "Ask Sam and Gregory how many times they've been caught in the act by both moms!"

"OH! And my dad!" added Michael. "Last Christmas we came out to open presents and he and Zach were in the living room asleep on the sofa NAKED!" Michael leaned in closer and lowered his voice. "And when we were in Paris, we all caught him and Zach doing it outside on the deck. Then they went inside their bedroom with the light on and the curtains open and you could see everything!"

"You guys watched?!" asked Craig. His brain was having trouble processing it. The idea of watching Lars and Zach go at it was equally taboo and exciting.

This time Christian blushed, but Michael answered. "We not only watched," admitted Michael, looking around to see if anyone was listening, "none of us even made it back to our own rooms!" Craig and Oliver understood what was left unsaid. They stared at their friends with saucer-sized eyes.

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Too many liquids sent Michael to the bathroom. Thinking he wanted a bit more privacy, he ran up the stairs to his bedroom. The summer sun was low in the sky. The amber rays provided plenty of light in his room. The diffused light even made its way into his windowless bathroom.

He left the bathroom door open so he could see to aim. "Ahhhh..." He hadn't realized just how badly he needed to go. He closed his eyes and relaxed to allow his bladder to drain fully. Empty, he opened his eyes and shook out the final drops.

"You've got a really nice dick."

Michael jumped then breathed a sigh of relief when he recognized Derek's silhouette in the doorway. He smiled remembering how he and Derek met in nearly an identical set of circumstances. "Yeah," laughed Michael, "I seem to recall you saying that before." He slipped his flaccid willy back in his swim trunks.

"I know," said Derek. "But this time I'm not the only one that wants a look." Three more silhouettes joined Derek in the bathroom doorway.

One of the figures pushed past Derek. "Move!" said one of the Kendall twins, Craig's little brothers. "I want to see." He flipped on the light. To his disappointment, Michael had already packed away the goods. "Darn."

"Connor," scolded Michael, "that was pretty rude."

Connor's brow furrowed. He was once again disappointed by how easily Michael could tell them apart. "Well, Derek said you have a bigger one than he does."

Michael gave Derek a look. In his defense, Derek said, "I didn't know the little horn dogs would come after you."

"Why do you two care about seeing my dick?" asked Michael.

Cooper stuck his head into the bathroom around Derek's shoulder and Jack was trying to see around the other three boys. "We want to play with a bigger one."

"It's not that much bigger," admitted Michael. "I bet Derek's is longer than mine is anyway."

"But he said yours is a lot thicker," explained Connor.

Cooper explained further. "That's better for stretching our butt holes."

Michael looked at Derek with a raised eyebrow. "Don't look at me. I didn't tell them any of that," Derek said defensively.

"Jack told us," said Connor. "He said bigger, fatter dicks stretch you out and feel really good."

Derek simply shrugged and looked at Michael in defeat.

"We want to stretch our butts so we can take big ones too," explained Cooper, as if Michael hadn't figured that out already.

According to Craig and Oliver, the twins hadn't had the opportunity to get into experimenting unless they were experimenting with each other. It seemed to Michael they had gone far beyond the exploration their brother suspected. Michael asked, "What do you guys really know about any of this?"

"We'll show you," answered Cooper.

"Com'on Jack," said Connor.

The three younger boys disappeared leaving Michael and Derek alone in the bathroom. Michael stepped closer and asked, "What the hell was that about?"

"I don't know," answered Derek. "I came back from our family vacation after school was out and the twins were claiming Jack was their boyfriend. I don't know how much they knew or how much Jack taught them, but the three of them have been going at it like rabbits."

"Com'on!" yelled Connor.

"Watch!" shouted Cooper.

The older boys stepped out of the bathroom to find the three younger boys naked on Michael's bed. Kneeling on the bed, Connor unceremoniously shoved his two-and-a-half inches of boyhood into Jack's mouth and held Jack by the ears as he fucked Jack's face. Cooper had his face buried in Jack's ass when Michael and Derek entered. Rising to his knees, he dribbled spit onto his cock before slicking it up and shoving it home. He grabbed Jack by the hips and started mercilessly rabbit-fucking the boy.

The Kendall twins panted with their exertion, quickly working up a sweat. Occupied with their sexing with Jack, Michael was granted a few moments to get a good look at the twins. Joining a club soccer team was already changing their bodies from young boys to young athletes. And it was clear they had gained some experience with their dicks. The boys moved their bodies efficiently and fluidly, maximizing their penetration and pleasure. Jack seemed to be enjoying himself too. On his knees and elbow, Michael noticed Jack's other hand was busy jerking his own little prepubescent dick.

Derek sighed. "See what I mean?"

"How do you feel about this?" asked Michael. After all, Jack was Derek's beau.

"Okay, I guess," said the blonde with a thoughtful look on his face. "The twins see a boyfriend as someone you mess around and have sex with. Jack and I see our relationship completely differently. As long as we all are good with that, I think things can work. I mean, the twins can be a lot of fun." Derek gestured towards the action on the bed. In that moment, Michael recognized how much Derek had matured since the day Derek jumped him in the bathroom across from Matthew's bedroom just months ago.

Michael was glad Derek was putting this into perspective, but something didn't seem right about this, but he couldn't put his finger on it. He wondered if this was Jack exploring his sexuality, or if he was trying to fulfil some other need related to his abuse. "Are you sure Jack's okay?"

"I don't know. I guess," answered Derek. He'd wondered if all of this was okay. It wasn't like he hadn't done stuff like this too, acting boy crazy and going after dick whenever he could get it. But he wondered if this was really the same with Jack.

Michael had to admit, the three naked pre-teens on his bed made for a super-hot scene. They each had his eyes closed as he mastered his unique role in the ménage à trois. Michael turned back to Derek. "I'm heading back outside for some more pizza. You coming?"

"Yeah," answered Derek. The two boys headed for the stairs.

Connor and Cooper, so focused on the pleasure in their prepubescent pricklets, didn't notice their potential butthole stretcher walk out the door.

"You know," said Michael descending the stairs slowly, "Principal Trance was really cool about us all coming out last year, but I don't think any of the sixth-grade teachers had to deal with any of that. We were all on the seventh- and eighth-grade floors."

"Well," giggled Derek, "they will this year."

"Yeah," agreed Michael with a laugh. "With you, Jack, and those twins, I'm not sure Principal Trance knows what she's in for!"

With that, the boys jumped the last few steps and ran out to join their friends.

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"Com'on!" said Alex excitedly. He grabbed Michael by the hand and dragged him into the Meijer home and down the hall to the living room. Josh followed knowing how excited Alex was about Michael's birthday gift. It was the first time Alex could ever remember buying a gift for anyone, especially being able to buy the gift with his own money.

The wrapped package was on the coffee table. "Wow! You did a nice job wrapping the present," said Michael. The package had colorful paper that crisply hugged the box with perfect edges and a carefully hand tied ribbon.

"Josh did that," said Alex. "He's really good at it." Alex handed the gift to Michael in order to speed up its opening. "Open it!"

Michael sat on the sofa between his two friends and unwrapped his gift. The ribbon and wrapping paper hit the floor leaving a plain, brown cardboard box taped shut. Michael struggled for a few moments to get the edge of the tape up so he could pull it off. Ripping the tape from the box top, he opened the flaps and extracted the wadded tissue paper. Peering into the box was the top of a model of the human brain.

Confused was putting it mildly. Why would Alex get him a model of a human brain? "Uh...cool," said Michael, trying to figure out the reason behind the gift. He wondered if Alex was calling him a brainiac or something.

Michael took the model brain from the box and set the box on the floor. The brain opened between the two hemispheres. Both the inside and outside of the model were labeled and colored to demonstrate or explain something that was lost on Michael.

Alex interpreted Michael's confusion as disappointment. The voices in his head went from silent to screaming. 'I knew it was a stupid idea!' 'What were you thinking?' 'You think Michael likes you but see how he is just trying to find a way to be nice to you?' Alex's heart raced and he could hardly remain seated by Michael as his anxiety made him want to flee.

Josh watched Michael turned the model in his hands trying to understand the meaning of the gift and Alex starting to have a meltdown. He grabbed the box and pulled the base on which the model sat. "Here," he said handing the base to Michael. I think this will help."

Taking the base from Josh, Michael saw the inscription. Understanding flooded into Michael's being and tears formed in his eyes. Dropping the model into his lap, he pulled Alex into a long, tight hug. "Thank you," he said quietly into Alex's ear. "It's perfect."

Josh saw the color return to Alex's face and the boy's body relax into Michael's hug. Alex had told Josh about the night Michael introduced him to the song "Migraine" and what it meant to him. Alex connected to the boy and the song in a way Alex hadn't connected to anyone, not even Grant or Josh. Michael understood Alex in a way Alex felt no one else could. The gift, a model demonstrating how a migraine forms in the human brain perfectly symbolized the bond Alex felt for Michael and Christian.

Alex's arms crept around Michael, clutching the younger boy whose hug was silencing the voices in Alex's head. For Alex, Michael's hug had healing powers. He never suspected his hug had the same effect on Michael.

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Jack felt lost most days. His parents were struggling to cope with the aftermath of John Vance, Uncle John, Jack's father Kellen's brother. Though his parents were in therapy to work through their guilt and grief, to Jack, it seemed they saw him as a reminder of their pain. It didn't seem they saw him as their son and John's victim.

Though Lars made progress with Jack, their sessions were interrupted while the Meijers went to Europe leaving Jack to have a lot of time to himself. During that time, Jack determined that the only one that still loved him was his Uncle John while his parents seemed to have forgotten about him. With that thought, Jack began to miss his uncle's odd kind of love. If his uncle couldn't be around to give him that kind of love, Jack became determined to find it from someone else. The birthdays party at the Meijer/Novak compound was just the place for Jack to start his search.

The afternoon had been fun. Between spending time screwing around with the twins, literally, Jack had enjoyed the food and "sausage fest." The wet swim trunks of the other boys gave him plenty of opportunities to check out the various sizes of the boys at the party. Everyone was bigger than him and the twins, even Michael and Derek. But what intrigued Jack was which boys were "showers," and which would be "growers."

As the afternoon drew on, Jack was determined to find someone to spend the night with him. Someone who had more to offer than the boys he'd been with. Someone bigger to make him feel small and safe and loved. Determining which boys would be pairing off for the night, Jack set his sights on one particularly cute 14-year-old blond.

Having Derek tell him about the night he and Alejandro spent some time with Curtis in the bedroom next to Michael's unknowingly put Jack on Curtis' scent.

Wearing one of Derek's old Speedos, Jack spied Curtis lounging in the hot tub by himself. Boys were heading off to more private quarters or to the showers to prepare for bed leaving Curtis to spend some quiet time before heading to the bathroom himself.

Jack approached quietly then slipped into the water slowly. He hoped Curtis would open his eyes in time to catch sight of his boner tenting the Speedo. Mission accomplished.

"I'm sorry," said Jack bashfully. It was one of the acting tricks his uncle taught him when John wanted to role play. "You don't mind if I join you, do you?"

"No, I don't mind," answered Curtis. "It's Jack, right?"

"Yep." Jack took a couple steps and sat right next to Curtis.

Jack made small talk with Curtis. Well, it is probably more accurate to say the typically quiet Jack asked questions and let Curtis talk. Jack spent the time rubbing his leg against Curtis' and resting his hand high up on the teen's thigh.

When it was getting to be time for Curtis to head into the house, he stood to grab a towel from the rack. Jack made his move. "Oh," he said innocently. He reached out and grabbed Curtis' poorly hidden erection. "Did I do that?"

Any willpower left in the reservoir for Curtis to draw from to resist Jack's not-so-subtle advance was depleted quickly. The gentle squeezes of Jack's hand up and down his manhood was too much. Curtis had been wanting another sexual encounter since his time with Derek and Alejandro but had been afraid to initiate anything. He didn't expect his next time to be with an even younger boy, but Jack seemed to want it even more than he did.

Curtis took Jack's hand from his dick and helped the boy from the hot tub. He pulled a towel off the shelf and gently dried Jack. Jack was enamored by the attention. Curtis wrapped the oversized bath towel around Jack's shoulders so the boy wouldn't get cold before grabbing a towel to dry himself. Satisfied they wouldn't track too much water into the house, Curtis took Jack's hand and led the boy toward the Meijer home where he'd left his sleeping bag in the family room. Curtis felt a tug on his hand and turned his attention to Jack.

Jack pointed to the sliding doors of the Novak family room, "My sleeping bag is in here." The room was dark and empty offering the pair more privacy than they would have in other spaces in either home. Jack led the way finding his, the twins', and Derek's sleeping bags and pillows piled on the sofa next to his. He paused to look around before picking up his belongings. He walked around behind the sofa which was part of the seating area in the middle of the room. Behind this piece of furniture, they could be seen from outside if someone really looked, while being hidden if someone were to come into the room. Jack unrolled his sleeping bag and tossed his pillow at the top. Jack turned to Curtis and stood on his tippy toes trying to reach the older boy's lips with his own. Curtis, despite his lack of experience, knew what Jack wanted. An older boy may have intimidated Curtis, but he couldn't imagine that Jack had much experience either. Unworried that he would disappoint the younger boy, Curtis leaned down and kissed Jack. Jack's arms wrapped around Curtis' neck as the teen's arms embraced the smaller boy. As if by instinct, Curtis stood lifting Jack off his feet. Jack wrapped his legs around Curtis' waist, the pair lost themselves in a kiss.

Eventually, Curtis lowered Jack onto his back on the sleeping bag. On his hands and knees, he hovered over the boy as they continued to make out. The night was young and so were they. There was plenty of time for foreplay and love making, but neither boy had much of an understanding of such things. Jack was soon tugging at Curtis' Boardies. When the teen rose to his knees to remove his swim trunks, Jack quickly shucked his own and kicked them away with his foot.

When Curtis leaned over to continue making out with Jack, his leaking erection left a slime trail as it dragged around Jack's pelvis.

"Stick it in," said Jack lustfully.

"Really?" asked Curtis. He was surprised that Jack wanted to be fucked. Then he recalled how easy Derek had taken it when Derek rode his cock, so he had no fear that Jack wouldn't be able to take it. Little did he know how right he was that Jack would handle his cock with ease. Curtis would also never imagine how that had been made possible.

Jack looked Curtis in the eyes while he slicked up his fingers and reached below to slick up his hole. "You can just use spit. It will be okay." It took a moment for Curtis to understand what Jack meant. When it struck him, he spit on his hand and slicked up his pole.

Pulling his legs back, Jack rubbed around his hole and pushed out opening up for Curtis. In the dark, Curtis couldn't appreciate the sight. As Curtis leaned over Jack again, the younger boy guided the teen to where he wanted him then used his heels to encourage Curtis to slide home. The boys moaned in unison.

When Curtis bottomed out, instinct took over. It was a learning experience for Curtis. Being on top and doing the work was a new experience for him. He experimented with the arrangement of his legs and arms to get the best penetration, the best leverage for fucking, the most comfort, or whatever else came to mind.

The darkness hid Jack's tears as he thought back to when things were normal. Back before his Uncle John went to jail and his parents forgot about him. "Harder," Jack ordered. He needed the pain that John inflicted upon him. "Harder."

Curtis found the best position to pound Jack mercilessly. The harder he fucked Jack, the tighter the boy held on, grunting with each thrust. There wasn't a thought to be quiet. Jack's grunts were matched with Curtis' as the boys fucked their way to heaven. Louder and louder until Jack squealed and his body went rigid. Curtis felt Jack's anal muscles strangle his rock-hard cock just before he exploded in the younger boy's spasming rectum. The two rode out mind-blowing orgasms.

Coming down from his high, Curtis rolled to the side and onto his back. Jack went with him ending up on top of the teen. Too hot to cover themselves up, Curtis adjusted the pillow beneath his head then wrapped his arms around a satisfied Jack.

His cock still snuggly in place, Curtis thought sleep sounded good. At least until round two.

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"Where's Jack?" asked Michael.

"We both wanted to find some bigger boys tonight," replied Derek. "We both have experience with older guys and sometimes we miss that when we are together... But I kinda wanted to get with you tonight too."

Michael gave Derek a hug. "I have an idea. Stay here." Michael tracked down Christian and whispered something in his boyfriend's ear. Christian looked surprised. The boyfriends looked into each other's face to confirm they were on the same page before Michael returned to Derek. "Com'on." He grabbed Derek by the hand and the pair scampered into Château Novak.

They ran up the stairs giggling, only stopping when the door to Michael's bedroom closed behind them. They quickly stripped and climbed into Michael's bed.

"So, what did you say to Christian?" asked Derek.

"You'll find out soon enough," was all Michael said. He didn't want to get Derek's hopes up if Christian didn't come through. He rolled over on top of Derek and initiated a battle of tongues.

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Simon entered the bedroom he and Lukas shared to find music playing and candles illuminating the room. "What's all this about?"

"It's your birthday," said Lukas. He put his arms around Simon and rested his head on this beau's muscular chest. Don't get me wrong, he was nowhere near built like Matthew, but the last year of working out and teen hormones had transformed Simon's body. Lukas couldn't help himself. He ran his hand across the developing pecs.

Simon jokingly reminded Lukas, "My birthday was four days ago."

Lukas smacked Simon's butt. "I know that. But Scott spent that night with us. I thought tonight just the two of us could celebrate."

"Yeah. I like that." As much as Simon liked Scott, it was feeling more and more like there were three in their relationship. And since Zach and Lars were now engaged, Simon suspected Scott would continue to be a near permanent fixture around the house and theater. Simon hadn't figured out how to say this to Lukas without sounding like the biggest dick in the world, but he felt like there should be some limits to Scott's participation.

Lukas shucked his undies. Staring into Simon's black eyes, he toyed with the ring hanging from the chain around his neck. "You know I love you more than anything, don't you?"

Staring back into Lukas deep blue eyes, Simon's heart melted. He didn't know how Lukas did that to him, but when his love looked at him that way, he was willing to do anything Lukas asked. 'How can someone so beautiful, so special, love me,' thought Simon. He dropped his shorts and undies before taking Lukas into his arms and depositing the blonde onto their bed.

Their lips met igniting the flames of passion they felt only for each other.

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Christian turned and put a finger to his lips to indicate "quiet". He carefully turned the doorknob to Michael's room and opened the door. The two crept through the door closing it softly behind them. Christian set the example by undressing out of sight of Michael and Derek on the bed just around the corner. Once naked, the pair turned the corner and watched the younger boys' naked bodies as they rolled around atop the sheets.

Michael jumped when Christian grabbed his ankle. He and Derek turned their attention to the intruders on their private time. Michael smiled at the teens.

"Hi Derek," said Christian's companion.

Derek blushed and grinned broadly at the pleasant surprise. "Hi Scott." The encounter in the handicap stall at the school dance never left Derek's mind. The smaller boys made room for the naked teens, never taking their eyes off the hot older boys.

It hadn't feel right to Christian. When he and Scott enjoyed themselves on the tour bus, it was in the moment, spontaneous. Since then, Michael hadn't let it go. He wasn't upset about it. Far from it, Michael was jealous that he didn't get to be there to watch or participate. Tonight, when Michael suggested inviting Scott to join them, Christian was almost too nervous to ask. Outside of the bedroom, sex wasn't something Christian was used to talking about, particularly with anyone other than Michael. But the way Scott's eyes lit up when he made the invitation put Christian at ease.

Christian had explained to Scott why Michael wanted to extend the invitation and Scott took it to heart. Before Christian had a chance to get comfortable lying across the bed in front of the tween boys, Scott was on top of him getting the show started.

In what seemed like seconds, both teens were erect and lost in passion as they kissed and groped. Michael felt his body flush. It was by far the hottest thing he'd ever seen. Sitting with his back propped against the headboard, you couldn't have pried Michael's eyes from the hot action between his boyfriend and his future uncle.

When Derek moved to make room for the teens, he'd scooted his butt and legs along the wall leaving his head lying across Michael's thigh. The little blond was mesmerized by the teens' "big ones." The trance the teen cocks placed on Derek was broken by Michael. The horny 12-year-old was absentmindedly holding Derek's head in place so he could grind his rigid pole against Derek's head. Finding that more enticing, Derek rolled onto his knees and slipped Michael's dick between his lips. The birthday boy's dozen or so light brown pubes tickled Derek's nose.

"Oohhhhnnnnnnn..." moaned Michael as Derek went to work. The swimmer attacked his best friend's pleasure stick with speed, technique, and suction -- incredible suction.

Scott spun around and engaged Christian in a soixante-neuf. With his hands lightly guiding Derek's head, Michael was working towards his la petite mort. The tween's wriggling caused him to slide down from his pillow and onto his back. No matter. He closed his eyes and concentrated on his own pleasure. The acts of Scott and Christian played out vividly on the inside of his eye lids.

Michael hardly noticed the movement on the bed, but he definitely noticed Derek's moaning around his sensitive boner. It felt fantastic. Then he felt a hand grab his left ankle. Bending his knee, the hand moved his leg to the side making room for a second person to work on his groin area. Someone sucked his grape-sized testicles into his mouth causing Michael to groan even louder. Slowly the hand pushed his knee towards his chest before the second mouth moved lower.

"UGH!" choked out Michael in surprise when a tongue darted into his hole. The tongue's furious movements were wickedly delicious. Michael's head thrashed left and right as he tried to get his young cock into Derek's throat and work the tongue deeper into his hole.

Michael's eyes scrunched tightly. "Oh shit! Oh fuck! Gawd damn fucking shit!" His mind whirled with the intensity of the pleasure coursing through his body. Derek huffed and snorted around Michael's boyhood as the entire bed rocked and creaked with the commotion above.

"Huu...ungh!!" Michael caught and held his breath. His body was wracked with an incredibly intense orgasm. His fingers clutched Derek's hair and he fired his clear tween cum into the blonde's mouth. The orgasm was so intense, Michael didn't feel Derek firing an equally impressive tween load onto his leg. But Derek collapsing on top of him couldn't be missed.

Breathing heavily, Michael opened his eyes and took in the scene. Christian was on his knees behind Derek, cock bobbing with his racing heartbeat and glistening with lube. Turning his eyes to between his legs, Michael caught Scott smiling up at him.

With a long swipe of his tongue from Michael's taint, over the boy's balls and up to the tip of the pulsing, maturing erection, Scott licked his lips and gave Michael another grin before rising to his knees.

"Oh fuck," groaned Derek. "That was awesome." He was still reeling from the orgasm Christian had given him. While bent over sucking Michael, Christian had lubed up and worked his way into the horny tween before reaching around and jacking the boy off in rhythm of the pounding he was giving.

Scott turned and kissed Christian. The teens reached for the other's hard cock and gave it a few tugs.

"Happy birthday to me!" said Michael.

"Oh, we're not finished," said Christian.

"We thought it would be fun to see how many times a tween can come before he passes out," informed Scott jokingly. Well, only partially jokingly. They weren't going to work Michael and Derek over until they passed out. Only until they cried uncle and begged for sleep. "Would you two be willing to be our test subjects?"

Derek looked up at Michael and the two friends smiled at each other.

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Craig and Oliver were ready to crawl into bed together. It seemed like most everyone else had either gone to sleep or slipped behind a closed door for extracurricular activities. When you get right down to it, isn't that what made the sleepovers at 739 Maple Street legendary?

Walking up to the hall bathroom outside of Michael's bedroom, they stopped when they heard voices. There was more than one voice and the voices sounded very familiar. The teens leaned in to listen more closely.

"Ooooohhhh," groaned one of the twins. Craig wasn't sure if his brother was groaning in pain or pleasure.

The other twin whispered, "I'm trying to slick it up more, but I can't get it in."

This time the teens thought they heard two different moans. They looked at each other with raised brows. Craig moved to grab the doorknob, but Oliver grabbed his wrist and motioned for him to wait.

"Cooper, push harder," moaned Connor.

"Careful," came a warning from the third person in the bathroom. It was definitely someone older than the twins. "Whoa. If you keep stroking... ooohhh."

Connor groaned and Cooper redoubled his effort.

"Shit," hissed the older boy followed by a squeak from one of the twins.

Craig had heard enough. The locked door hadn't been pushed closed to latch. With a slight push, the door swung open.

"LEWIS?"

The redhead tried to cover his naked crotch, but with Connor straddling his lap, there wasn't much he could do. Connor simply froze like a deer in headlights from the shock of getting caught by his older brother.

Then there was the evidence of what they'd been doing. Connor's butt was splattered with Lewis' recent load. Cooper was kneeling between Lewis' feet, his hands and face also covered in cum. Unlike Connor, instead of Cooper's attention being on Craig, Cooper was more interested in the teen cum. The smell, the texture, and to Cooper's surprise, the taste, captured his full attention. He licked his fingers then began cleaning Lewis wilting manhood and his brother's messy butt.

"What the fuck?" Craig cried out. "Cooper! What are you doing?" He grabbed his little brother to pull him away from the other two.

Cooper didn't answer, he grabbed his twin by the waist and held on as he cleaned up Lewis' cum from Connor's slightly stretched hole.

Lewis took this opportunity to explain how he'd gotten into this situation. "Look, guys, I didn't start this." He knew this looked really, really bad. "I was in here brushing my teeth and the next thing I knew these two naked little bandits jumped me." He didn't find it necessary to explain that his willpower to fight them off was drained away when one of the twins -- he couldn't tell them apart -- attacked his dick as if the boy was trying to siphon gasoline from a car.

Craig was going to complain but his thoughts were short circuited when Oliver wrapped his arms around Craig and began kissing the boy's neck. "Oliver, wait, nnnooohhhhhhh."

Oliver slid one hand up and gripped Craig's jaw, preventing the boy from moving away from the oral attack on his neck. Oliver slid his other hand into Craig's boxer briefs and gave his lover's erection a firm squeeze. He continued to kiss Craig's neck making the boy tremble and shiver. With his free hand, Oliver worked to remove Craig's only garment. The boxer briefs puddled around Craig's ankles and Oliver returned his hand to Craig's boner only to find another hand was already working the rock-hard cock.

With a clear plan in mind, Oliver lowered Craig to the bathroom floor. The other three were now standing over the two runners admiring their lean, fit bodies. Craig was lost in the lust that Oliver's hands and kisses enflamed. He was aware of movement around him, but Oliver kept his head locked in place and continued the assault on his neck. Craig no longer cared about what was happening with everyone else.

Oliver looked at Lewis and ordered, "Feed him."

The last thing Lewis wanted to do was make anyone mad after getting caught with his pants down with the twins. He kicked his briefs from around his ankles then crawled over to Craig and Oliver. Craig's head and shoulders were propped up against the bathroom door making it a bit awkward for Lewis. Oliver moved and instructed Lewis to straddle Craig's torso.

Craig opened his eyes and turned his head to be greeted by Lewis' one-eyed monster. Craig looked up into Lewis' eyes just before the redhead leaned forward and pointed the tip at Craig's lips. When they didn't immediately open, he glossed Craig's lips until they parted. The taste of precum and the remnants of the load Lewis sprayed earlier inspired Craig's oral performance.

Lewis cradled the back of Craig's head and took charge of the depth and pace. "Oh, fuck that feels good."

"Now, if you two want something up your butts," started Oliver. When he turned to confront the twins, he was at a loss for words. The twins were making out and sliding their cum covered fingers in and out if each other's holes. The pleasure they felt had them griding their erect pricklets against each other at the same time.

"Just what all have you two been up to?" asked Oliver. He grabbed the twins and pried them apart.

Cooper went back to licking his fingers and let the older twin do the talking. "We give blow jobs and do butt stuff. Jack's our boyfriend."

Oliver's brow furrowed. He didn't understand how this "Jack's our boyfriend" was working since he knew Jack and Derek were a couple. That, however, would be a different conversation. For now, he was only in the mechanics. "What do you mean butt stuff?"

"You know," said Connor, "the stuff you and Craig do. Butt kissing and fucking."

"Did you do the fucking or were you the one being fucked?" asked Oliver.

Cooper was disappointed in having clean hands. Without a finger in his mouth, he answered this time. "Both. But Derek's isn't big enough. We want to stretch our butts to take big ones like Jack. He says it is the best!"

"Well, if you go too big too fast it could injure you. Not just hurt, like be painful, but actually tear something or cause damage. I think your brother is a better size for your next step. What do you think?"

"Yeah!" agreed the twins.

"Get it wet," Oliver didn't need to say more. The twins were slurping all over Craig's cock and balls causing their teen brother to moan and squirm.

Oliver scrounged around through the bathroom drawers and found a tube of lube. Kneeling on the floor, he squeezed a dollop of lube on his fingers. Reaching out to the closest twin, he applied the lube to the boy's butt. He massaged his fingers around the edge of the boy hole. When he felt the tension of the muscles ease, he slipped a finger in as deeply as he could reach. The twin, he thought to be Connor, threw his head back as a shudder rippled through his body. "Oh yeah," groaned Connor.

Knowing that Craig wasn't as big has he was, or Lewis, Oliver guessed that if he were to get two fingers in and work them around, that should be enough to prepare the younger boys to take Craig's cock. Connor was too distracted by the pleasure he was receiving in his little butt to help Cooper prepare Craig. In short order, Oliver was sawing two fingers in and out of Connor's tight bottom, spreading the fingers to help pry the boy's passage open.

"You're ready," said Oliver. He tapped the twin enjoying Craig's cock. "Help your brother."

Connor straddled Craig's waist and Cooper held the slick erection at attention so Connor could lower himself into place. With a few unsuccessful attempts, Cooper got it lined up and Oliver instructed Connor to push like he was taking a poop.

"OH!" said Connor in surprise. When his muscles gave way, Craig slid two inches deep. Once his anal muscles adjusted to the intrusion, Connor slipped comfortably down onto Craig's lap. This time it was Craig that moaned in pleasure.

Instinctively Connor bounced, riding Craig's cock to give himself as much pleasure as possible. Lewis continued to plow Craig's mouth looking over his shoulder to watch the younger boy fucking himself on his brother's dick. "That's really hot," said Lewis to no one.

"Hurry up!" whined Cooper. "I want my turn."

Oliver tapped Cooper on the arm. "How could you help speed things up?"

Cooper wrinkled his nose until an idea came to mind. Dropping to his knees beside his brother, he leaned in and took his twin's pricklet into his mouth and went to work. With his butt in the air, Cooper was available for Oliver to prepare for his turn. That's exactly what the teen did. First with one and then two, Oliver finger fucked Cooper's bottom so he could replace Connor atop Craig's erection with no trouble.

Connor started to bounce harder and faster. It caused Craig to grunt and moan with pleasure. Connor grabbed Cooper's head and held it firmly to his groin. Cooper used his tongue and suction to move his brother towards a dry cum.

"Oh...Oh...It's happening," narrated Connor on his pending orgasm. His rectum squeezed Craig's cock. The dragging up and down his cock drove Craig wild as his own orgasm approached. He moaned and snorted around Lewis' cock as Lewis kept a steady pace of feeding his man-sized member to the other teen.

The dry orgasm hit Connor like a ton of bricks. His first with a cock rubbing his prostate, the young boy had no clue as to the power an orgasm could pack. "Shit. Damn. Fuck. Yeah. Motherfuck. Shit..." Connor spewed a litany of curse words as his body convulsed and his small prick twitched in his twin's mouth trying to pump out a load from a dry well. When the orgasm ended, Connor collapsed to the bathroom floor panting to catch his breath.

Cooper also needed a moment to gather himself. Connor had pressed his face so tightly, Cooper had to hold his breath through Connor's dry cum. It all happened before Craig could reach his orgasm, the feeling of the pending orgasm waned but the urge to get his dick in another butt grew. Unable to do anything about his growing need, he did the only thing he could do. He redoubled his efforts on Lewis.

"Oh shit!" groaned Lewis. "He's like a Hoover."

Cooper's eyes caught Craig's slicked up boner. He watched it bob to and fro with Craig's rapid heartbeat. Almost mesmerized by the glistening cock, Cooper rose and took his position. Not waiting for Connor's assistance, Cooper reached back and guided his big brother to where he wanted him - up his butt.

In his surprise at the feeling of Craig popping through his defenses, Cooper sat back driving Craig all the way home. With the initial assault on his prostate, Cooper felt his rectal muscles spasm and his little cock got harder than ever, begging for attention. "Oh...yeah. Jack was right," cooed Cooper. He experimented with grinding his bottom in circles causing Craig's dick to swipe across his prostate with each rotation.

Impatient, Cooper grabbed Connor by the hair and brought Connor's mouth to his boner. "It's my turn," he said urgently. After experiencing Connor's orgasm, he was anxious to have his own.

Connor went to work sucking off his twin. Cooper changed tactics. He experimented with small up and down movements. Understanding the joy Connor took, Cooper worked his way up to lifting his way up so only the tip of Craig's cock remained wedged in his opening before plunging down forcefully so Craig's pubes tickled his taut little ball sac. Connor wrapped his arms around his brother's waist and held on while he worked over the little, stiff tool in his mouth.

Cooper rested a hand on Connor's head and the other on his own thigh as he bounced harder and faster. "Oh may gawd...this is awesome...nuh...more...uh uh...more..." Oliver had never even seen Craig so lost in having a cock crammed up his ass.

Craig's orgasm rose quickly this time. He was moaning and snorting around Lewis' cock again, driving the teen he was sucking wild. To ensure he didn't go without blowing his load this time, Craig worked to thrust his cock into the hole enclosed around it, trying to get off as quickly as possible. Despite the weight of both twins, Cooper felt Craig's contribution to their efforts. It made him moan even louder.

The scene came to a head (in some cases literally) in a cascade of sexual explosions. Craig's building orgasm caused him to grunt and groan. The changing vibrations caused the redhead to reach his second climax of the evening. Holding Craig's head in place, he whispered, "Eat it!" before unloading into Craig's mouth. Being used by Lewis turned Craig on and the load he was "made" to eat sent him over the edge. With a muffled grunt, he exploded. His hips bounced off the bathroom rug as he unleashed one of the biggest loads of his young life.

Cooper, after holding Lewis' exploding cock at face level just minutes earlier, connected the dots. "He's shooting inside me! Oh...OH...OOOHHH!" Cooper froze in place while Connor and Craig worked their hardest. Craig pounded the hole that was giving him one of the best orgasms of his life. Connor worked to give his brother the best feeling in the world just as Cooper had done for him. When the tension from the orgasm left his body, Cooper collapsed like a ragdoll onto the bathroom floor.

Lewis stood and helped Craig to his feet. The runner wobbled before he found his legs. Now that the show seemed to be over and he'd cum for the second time, Lewis felt awkward standing there naked with four other guys. Trying to think of what the right thing to do would be, he hugged Craig. "Thanks." Once he did it, he found it made him feel even more awkward.

The twins were still lying peacefully by the bathroom door. Lewis thought he should leave but the twins were in the way. He just stood gawkily in place wondering what to do next.

"I think we all need a shower after that," said Oliver. He started the water to let it warm.

Lewis nodded. He picked up the rest of his clothes and folded them atop the toilet tank then removed his t-shirt and laid it across the rest of his clothes. Testing the water, Lewis turned up the hot just a tad and stepped in. He had failed to consider that Oliver was the only one who hadn't cum yet and was still hard as a rock.

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Lewis finished cleaning Craig's load from the front of the vanity. He'd volunteered because he needed some time to think. Craig and Oliver headed to the guest bedroom and the little naked monkeys followed and crawled into bed with them. Lewis was certain they'd fallen to sleep quickly.

He, on the other hand, had too much on his mind. He could have fought off the twins, but he didn't. Cooper and Connor wanting to play with his dick and him being a horny teen wasn't a good enough excuse. It was different when Michael had spent the night. But was it?

With Michael, he had a special bond that they explored that night. But that's not the case with any of the boys tonight. He rubbed his aching balls and thought back to what had caused Craig to squirt onto the vanity.

When Lewis had stepped out of the shower, he was greeted with another hot scene. Oliver was giving the young twins a tutorial on how to use a big cock on a needy hole. Craig was holding onto the sink as Oliver gripped his hips fucking him hard and fast. Being the only one that hadn't cum that evening, Oliver didn't last long. When Oliver stepped back, the twins moved in to get a closer look at Craig's gaping, leaking hole. The exploring little fingers continued Craig's excitement.

Oliver glanced over at Lewis and back to Craig. He stepped around one of the twins and leaned in whispering into Craig's hear. "You need more, honey?" Craig moaned. Oliver wasn't sure if it was because of the twin's fingers, or what he said. This time he was clearer. "Do you need more dick in your ass?" Craig's face reddened further. He nodded in affirmation of his need. "It looks like our little show has gotten Lewis ready for more. Maybe Lewis should take a turn on your ass?" Craig wanted fucked and he wanted to cum. He would have said "yes" to anything Oliver suggested.

Lewis wasn't even aware he was erect again. He didn't notice until Oliver took some of the cum collected from Craig's ass and reached over to coat Lewis' cock. It sent a shiver up Lewis' spine.

"Craig wants you to take a turn. You okay with sloppy seconds?"

Lewis didn't reply. He simply shuffled along as Oliver guided him by his cock to behind Craig. The twins moved aside allowing Lewis to take his place. Oliver lined him up but didn't have to give further instruction. Lewis leaned forward and slid home in one long motion.

Craig's ass felt heavenly, but what amped up the experience where the four small hands that explored their teen bodies. Nothing was off limits to the twins. What should have taken him a while to reach his third climax, the crazy experience drove him to his finale quickly. When Craig's anal muscles clamped down and spasmed around his cock, that was all Lewis could take. He shoved in deep and worked to keep on his feet as he blew a load that joined Oliver's.

Having cleaned up himself and the vanity, Lewis turned off the lights and looked for somewhere to sleep. He peeked his head into Michael's room. Derek was on his back with Scott holding his ankles in a "v" as he plowed the young boy's ass. Derek looked to be in heaven. Lewis chose not to interrupt. Trying Simon's bedroom, the room smelled as much of cum as the bathroom and Michael's bedroom. His eyes adjusted and looked for a place to sleep. The room was quiet with all the boys asleep already. Jaden and Isaac were sprawled out on the bed and Sam, Gregory, Josh, and Alex were taking up the floor. He closed the door and skipped the guest room where Oliver and the Kendalls slept.

He went down the stair quietly. He didn't want to wake Carol if she were in her bedroom asleep. He wasn't sure what time it was or if she'd even returned from next door. "Oh shit," Lewis whispered to himself. He realized he was carrying all his clothes and was stark naked walking around the Novak home. He planned on his hiding places with each turn in case Carol appeared.

Pausing in the kitchen, he grabbed a bottle of water. The cool liquid soothed his dry throat. He considered his options. He could put his clothes on and go next door. He assumed Matthew would be in his room and the other birthday boy would be with Lukas in their room. But he hadn't seen Curtis so far, so he assumed Curtis was sleeping in the family room next door. Lewis knew where to find the blankets and the sectional was quite comfy. His other option would be the family room here in Carol's house. That sounded like a better idea, especially if he could find blankets and a pillow.

Stepping down into the family room, Lewis spied sleeping bags and pillows on the sofa. 'Perfect,' he thought. He spread out the sleeping bag and stacked the pillows quietly. Unrolling a second sleeping bag, he lay down and pulled it over his naked body. The events of the evening bothered Lewis less and getting to sleep became paramount. He rolled onto his side and rested against the back of the sofa snuggling into the pillows.

"Lewis," came a whisper startling Lewis.

Opening his eyes, Lewis spied a naked Jack standing beside the sofa playing with his limp little noodle.

Jack saw Lewis' eyes open. "Can I sleep with you? I'm cold." It was partially true. Curtis, in his sleep, had hogged the covers. Before Lewis could say "no," Jack slipped under the top sleeping bag and cuddled back against the naked, muscular, athletic teen. He pulled Lewis' arm around his body and cooed.

The boy didn't take up much room and Lewis' exhaustion had taken over. Lewis simply pulled Jack close, and the pair drifted off to sleep.