Date: Mon, 15 Dec 2014 16:15:31 -0800 From: Douglas DD DD Subject: The Puget Posse Chapter 58 Greetings and welcome back. The Puget Posse holds its own end-of-the- year party at the twins' house. Things definitely heat up between the boys. Throw in two seventh-grade twin girls and some horny boys and Kristy has her hands full. Please be sure to donate to the Nifty Archive. I love getting your emails. Douglas. thehakaanen@hotmail.com CHAPTER 58 THE PUGET POSSE Eight boys piled into two SUVs for the trip to the twins' rural home. Will's mother drove Misha, Patrick, Vic and Will, while the twins' mother drove Matthew, Mark, Neville, and Ellis. The two mothers expected the boys to be boisterous and they weren't disappointed. After arriving at the Kirkland home, the boys piled out and headed into the house. They had been given complete run of the family room to leave their stuff, including their clothes. The room was off-limits to Megan and Michelle. Kristy invited Will's mother to stay for coffee. Kristy was secretly pleased that she turned down the invitation. She was afraid that while Will's mother had approved of the skinny dipping arrangement, she might still be appalled by actually seeing the group of boys running naked around the pool area. But, while Jennifer, Will's mother, was adamant about her boy not sleeping or showering with other boys, her husband, who was educated on boys being boys, assuring her that ten and eleven-year-old boys were more interested in the freedom of being nude than they were in the sexual implications. While they both were leery about the two girls being thrown into the mix, they had Kristy's pledge that she would keep a watchful eye on the pool area. The boys went to the family room and quickly stripped. For most of the boys this would be their first time skinny dipping and they were excited. For Patrick and Ellis it was exciting enough for both of them to pop a boner. "Hey, check it out," Mark said. "Neville painted his toes." Neville blushed a deep red. "So did Ellis," Patrick pointed out. In contrast to Neville, Ellis looked down at his feet and grinned. "I did not paint my toe nails," Neville said. Matthew looked over at the grinning Ellis. "I guess that means Ellis did it." "I thought Neville needed to do something different," Ellis told everybody. "It's different all right," Mark agreed. "But, I like it. So quit blushing, Neville, you look good in blue." "Since he didn't paint his balls blue...," Matthew started. Then he looked at Neville and grinned, making Neville blush an even deeper red, which Patrick didn't think could be possible. Vic looked around at the other boys, and then pulled off his red briefs. He was not yet used to the sexual banter of the Posse, but he was enjoying it. He wasn't sure why he was invited since he wasn't part of the Posse, but he wasn't going to turn down being with his friends, not to mention the coolest kids he knew. "If anybody wants to mess around, our bedroom is upstairs and the first door on the left," Matthew announced, his bluntness embarrassing Neville and Vic. "Roh-oh, another boner," Matthew said, pointing to Will's rock hard pubescent rod. Will grinned. "I'm not on the bus, so I don't care if you see it. Just don't grab it—at least not until we get into the pool." He looked over at Mark. "Um, just how do I get there?" Mark giggled and headed out of the room. "Follow me," he yelled. The rest of the crew, all naked, did exactly that. Paul and Curt arrived about fifteen minutes after Jennifer left. They didn't have to attend the last day of school. Paul's mother ferried them to the party. The younger boys were already naked and in the pool, so Kristy led them to the family room. Seeing the clothes strewn around the room, the fourteen-year-olds knew that was the place to strip, which they did as soon as Kristy left them alone. "You've got a boner," Curt pointed out as Paul pulled off his pants and underpants. "No duh, Sherlock." "What if the twins' mother sees it?" "I'll hide it with my hands until I get into the pool." "What if the girls see it?" "No biggie, I'm gay remember? They get to fight over you." "I just hope I get to see something, like a boob or something." "I'm happy," Paul giggled. "I get to see lots of dicks." The boys ran out to the patio, happy to not see Kristy. The girls were not out on the pool deck and both boys felt a twinge of disappointment. As much as he liked to say he was gay, Paul still felt a little sexual surge when he saw a good looking female, and seeing Megan and Michelle in bikinis was something he looked forward to, even if he wouldn't admit it. Curt and Paul were certain that the girls had to be as cute as their brothers, which was true. Curt had been hoping at least one of the girls would see his boner and be impressed with his manliness. The younger boys had already started playing grab ass with each other. Cocks and balls were grabbed as much or more than their cute asses. Everyone's attention shifted when Michelle and Megan strode onto the pool deck, the pubescent girls tossing their hair back and doing their best to look cool and sexy. As Kristy suspected, the girls had second thoughts about being topless and were wearing the bras along with the bottoms of their bikinis. As soon as he saw the girls, Curt did his best to show off and get their attention. He did handstands, tossed Ellis, Vic, and Patrick, who were the three lightest boys, up into the air, and got out of the pool. While he'd lost his hard-on in the cool water, he was still certain his hanging cock and the bush of curly pubic hair at the base of his cock would impress the two girls, who were now lying prone on chaise lounges. While Paul was intrigued by the nearly naked girls, and amused by the obvious flirting of his best friend, he had already focused his attention on Ellis. He had the younger boy pinned along the side of the pool, their bodies and cocks touching underwater. "Do you still want to do it" Paul asked breathlessly. "You mean...," Ellis squeaked. "Yes, I mean that." "Here? In the pool?" "No offense, but what is it that makes fifth graders so dense?" "I'm a sixth grader, now," Ellis said defensively. "I apologize." Paul put his arms around Ellis's neck and pulled his head close. He placed his lips on the lips of the preteen and kissed him. Ellis was momentarily shocked by the brazen move of the teen. But, he was the boy who got naked in front of everyone when they had the dick measuring challenge. For all of his shyness and lack of confidence, Ellis would almost completely change character in a sexually charged situation. He loved displaying his sexual self to boys when he could, often wishing he could take things a step farther and apply lipstick and make-up. In his mind this made him even sexier. Curt sat on a chair next to where Michelle and Megan were sunning themselves. His young adolescent cock was at half-mast as he ogled the twelve-year-old twins. "Hey, I'm Curt," he said. "I'm Michelle," Michelle told him. "She's Megan." "You're cute," Megan blurted out. "So are both of you," Curt replied. There was a distinct lack of subtlety in the flirting of the tweens and the teen. Michelle looked around the pool deck and the patio to see who was there. Her mother was the person she was trying to spot, and she was not there. "Could you untie the back my bikini bra for me?" She seemed to be asking the tiles under her chaise lounge rather than a person. "Are you asking me or your sister?" Curt asked. "You, of course." Curt felt his heartbeat shoot up so fast it was like his chest was pounding. He wondered if Michelle could see his chest move. He was also conscious of the fact that his cock had gone from semi-hard to a state of total hardness. It felt like it was sticking out six feet beyond his body. He rose from his chair, hoping the girls wouldn't notice the state of his cock, while at the same time hoping they would. He hovered over Michelle, admiring her not yet tanned back, and her beautiful ass. He reached for the bra and untied the knot, letting the ends flop to either side of her. He brushed his hand across her ass, wishing he could untie the bottom of her bikini. "Untie mine, too," Megan pleaded. Curt moved to the neighboring lounge chair, working the knot loose with one hand while he "balanced" himself with his other against her pliant rear. "Look at what they're doing!" Michelle said, pointing to Paul and Ellis deep kissing at the shallow end of the pool. "That's Paul and Ellis," Curt told her. "Paul has a crush on Ellis—they're both queer." "You have a boner," Michelle observed as Curt continued touching her sister's ass. "Is it because of those two or because of Megan and me?" "It's all about you two." "You're touching Megan's ass more than you're touching mine." In the pool, Paul and Ellis came up for air. Neville had watched the entire kiss, surprised by the pangs of jealously coursing through him. He knew Paul and Ellis were both poufs, like he knew that he was not one, so he couldn't figure out why he was jealous of Paul. He didn't understand why he wished it was him with Ellis in the pool, their bodies touching, their lips locked, their cocks hard. "Let's go to the twins' room," Paul suggested. "People will know," Ellis whispered, losing some of his earlier panache. "Let them. It's not like they didn't see us with our lips locked just now." Ellis shrugged and the boys pulled themselves out of the pool, their hard cocks on display. Paul had a growing bush of curly pubes at the base of his just over five inch teen erection. Ellis's pubic region was bare and smooth, his boner just under three inches. The two were a contrast between a preteen just entering puberty and a young teen with the hormones of puberty pouring through his system. Neville watched them get out, feeling sick at heart. Ellis glanced at Neville and saw the sad look on his friend's face. He gave Neville a little wave. He had said it was okay, Ellis thought to himself. He had said we were friends messing around, not boyfriends like Dylan and Evan. He had said he wasn't gay—wasn't a pouf as he called it. So why is he looking so sad? Ellis wondered as he followed Paul's gorgeous teen ass. Why am I feeling like this? Neville wondered again. We're not like Dylan and Evan, so why am I feeling so sad and angry because Ellis is going to do something with Paul. After all, I did tell him it was okay with me. But now, I don't think it is okay—I want to be the one with Ellis, not Paul. Michelle noticed Paul walk past her, admiring the steel rod leading the boy who was two years older than she was. "He's got a nice one," Michelle said to no one in particular. "Nicer than mine?" Curt asked. He knew exactly what Michelle was referring to. "Yeah, especially the little blond kid's." Growing up with Mark and Matthew, Michelle knew how to toss out the zingers. "You know they're going into the house to have sex," Curt said. "Of course, they're boys. What else do boys think about?" Curt stroked his boner a couple of times. "Yep, you're right about that." "You can stroke my butt for a while," Michelle said, generating a glare from her sister. Curt left Megan and sat on the edge of lounge next to Michelle and started rubbing her preteen ass through the skimpy cloth of her bikini bottom. Mark walked up to them, his little cock standing straight up. "Is this fun, or what?" he asked. "Looks like you guys like Curt and he likes you." "I hope he put sunscreen on that thing of his," Michelle said. "Oops," Curt blushed. "Then you might need to go inside and put some on. I can show you where the sunscreen is." "We've got sunscreen out here," Mark said. "You know, you can be really stupid sometimes," Michelle growled. "Where's mom?" Megan asked. "Could you go see what she's doing, Mark?" "What's in it for me?" "Your sisters can lick your dick," Curt said half-jokingly. "Okay," they said in unison, to the surprise of both Curt and Mark. Mark gave his sisters a huge grin. "Oh, I'm not forgetting this. I'll be right back." When he returned his smile was bigger. "She's got the TV on and is sound asleep." "No wonder she hasn't stopped Curt from rubbing our butts," Michelle commented. Michelle looked at Curt. "Want to see if we can find better sunscreen than what's out here?" Curt smiled and stood up. "What about me?" Megan whined. "I asked first," Michelle said, as if that was all Megan needed to know. Mark was the alpha twin between the two boys, but not by much. Matthew was more than willing to battle his brother. In a situation like this one, the boys would find a way to resolve the conflict, sometimes with something as simple as a coin flip, and on rare occasions with a closed fist. It was different with the girls, however. Michelle was the alpha twin, and when there was a conflict she expected to get her way, which is what generally happened. Although it didn't often show on the surface, there was a great deal more resentment in the relationship between the girls than there was between the boys. When the boys were upset with each other, their anger showed on the surface and was quickly resolved with no hard feelings. The anger of the girls tended to bubble beneath the surface leading to subtle conflicts. "Doesn't your mother care about you being around a bunch of naked boys with boners and stuff?" Curt asked. "She hates it, especially with you and Paul here. She wanted us to stay inside all afternoon, but no way we were going to do that," Michelle told him as she got up off of the lounge, her bra in her hand and her small pubescent beasts exposed. The activity in the pool came to a halt as the boys stared at Michelle, who was now naked from the waist up. "Do you like what you see, little boys?" Michelle asked. "Oh, yeah," Will yelled out, bringing a cheer from the rest of the pool. Michelle blushed, but made no attempt to cover herself. "Follow me," she commanded, which Curt did willingly. "Damn, he's lucky," Will told Patrick. "I wish I was him." "You should go talk to Megan," Matthew told Will. "She's kind of bummed." Will grinned and left the pool. He sat next to Megan, wondering what to say. Megan was wondering the same thing. After Paul and Ellis entered the twins' bedroom, they dropped on top of Mark's bed and went back to their passionate kissing. Ellis was enjoying making out with Paul much more than he did with Barry and his friends. In some ways it was better than making out with Neville, who always seemed afraid to let himself go. Yet, in other ways it wasn't as good as doing it with Neville, a boy Ellis had strong feelings for as a friend and more. "You ready to fuck?" Paul asked. "Yeah, I guess so." When they entered the bedroom, Ellis found himself not so sure he wanted to do it with Paul, although he couldn't pin down the reason he felt that way. "Cool. Matthew told me where they keep their j-o lube, like he and Mark use it just for jerking off," Paul leered. He got off the bed and went into the twin's bathroom, returning with a jar of petroleum jelly. "This should work real good." Ellis lay prone so Paul could rub the lube in and around his pucker. Paul then lubed up his own cock. "Remember how in school you told me you were a slut and told me that's why you got naked when we did the dick measuring?" "I remember," Ellis said without enthusiasm. "So, tell it to me again." "I'm a slut," Ellis droned. "I like having my ass fucked." Listening to Ellis say that in his almost girlish little boy voice turned Paul on more than he could believe. He wished there was a way for Ellis to apply some lipstick, or even make up his entire face. "Gawd, I can't believe I'm gonna fuck the slut of the fifth grade..." "Sixth grade," Ellis interrupted. "Whatever. Just let me fuck you. I am so friggen horny. " It was then that Ellis realized what his problem was. Paul was just like Barry and his gang had been at the end and he was just like his mother. He wasn't in bed with Paul because the teenager liked him; he was in bed with Paul because the teenager wanted to use him. All Paul wanted from him was sex, which must be what being a slut was all about. Barry wanted his ass, Tommy wanted his ass, Frank wanted his ass, Dax wanted his ass— but none of them really wanted to be his friend. "Which way do you want to do it?" Paul asked. Ellis got off the bed, getting down on his hands and knees on the floor. If Paul was going to fuck him like a slut, he didn't want to look at him doing it. He just wanted to feel it—he loved the feeling of a teen's cock in his ass— but, he didn't want to experience anything more than the feeling. "Tell me you're a slut," Paul said. "I'm a slut," Ellis squeaked. "Yeah, cool, now I'm gonna ram my cock into the slut's ass." Curt and Michelle entered the girl's bedroom next door. Michelle closed the door quietly behind them. "We can't let my mom hear us or find us or she'll kill both of us," Michelle said. "Can I kiss you?" he asked. Without waiting for an answer he walked up to her and kissed her, quickly pushing his tongue into what was a willing mouth. It didn't take but a few seconds before the two adolescents were no longer standing, but were lying on Michelle's bed with Curt on top of her. They were kissing wildly and Curt started to fondle the twelve-year-old's bare breasts. He soon broke off the kissing and started to kiss, then suckle the girl's nipples and breasts. Curt tried pulling down Michelle's bikini bottoms, expecting her to resist and pleased that she didn't. They were off and on the floor. Both kids were now in unfamiliar territory. Curt had made out with a girl on her bed, both of them topless, a couple of times. The last time was a month ago. He'd been naked with another girl, but they didn't do more than look at each other, although they'd kissed and fondled before getting naked. He'd also traded numerous blow jobs with Paul as well as fucking him a dozen times. Michelle had made out with her brothers, of course. She and her twin sister were frequent lovers, doing it all from kissing to finger fucking each other. She'd messed around with other girls her age at slumber parties as well, especially when they played truth or dare. She'd kissed some fifth and sixth grade boys, but it was the almost chaste kind of kisses of inexperienced children. She'd watched a couple of classmates jerk off for her, and jerked one boy off herself, but that was as far as things had gone. As much as she tried to convince her brothers about how sexually experienced she was, most of that experience had been with them. Curt reached for Michelle's pussy and rubbed it. He expected her to tell him to stop—instead she moaned and writhed at his touch. She had told herself that if Curt touched her down there she'd stop him, but as soon as he touched her it was like her entire groin had been set on fire. His touch was very different from anything she'd ever felt down there. Taking it a step further, Curt felt out the opening and slid his finger inside of the preteen. She moaned again. He sucked on her right breast and started finger fucking her. For Michelle it was like everything was in fast motion. It all felt so much better than with her sister or with her friends. She wanted Curt to stop, yet at the same time she wanted him to keep going. Just so he doesn't try to go all the way, she thought to herself, and it will all be cool. She could feel Curt's erection rubbing against her leg. She wondered if doing that would make him shoot out his cum. She'd seen cum, but never had it shot on her body. "My clit," she moaned, "rub my clit." "Rub your what?" This was something the girls he'd made out with and the naked girls hadn't told him about. She placed her index finger on her clitoris and rubbed it herself, her moan so loud she was afraid her mother would hear her. "This," she rasped, "this is my clit." The young teen replaced her finger with the middle finger he'd been finger fucking her with. When he hit the sweet spot she almost bucked him off of her. "Wow," he whispered in an awestruck voice, "that must have felt totally awesome." "Yes, oh, yes," the girl whimpered. "Do more." Curt interpreted that statement in a different way than it was intended. He adjusted his body, felt out her pussy again until he found what he was looking for, and then pushed his throbbing cock against her, ready to thrust it in. Michelle wanted to tell him to stop, but she couldn't do it. She couldn't believe she was about to lose her virginity to a boy she'd met only a couple of hours ago. She moaned with pleasure and fear, then tried again to say stop, but could only utter an unintelligible squeak. She felt Curt's cock start to enter her. "Okay," Curt hissed, "I'm going to put my cock inside you and fuck you." He was so hormone driven and excited he could barely contain himself. The boys were busily playing a form of volleyball in the pool. There were no real set teams and they made up the rules as they went along. Neville couldn't get into it and climbed out of the pool. He had to find out what Ellis was doing with Paul. He knew he was being stupid since he and Ellis were nothing but best friends, but he couldn't help himself. Megan watched Neville head for the house, figuring he had to use the bathroom. She wished Will hadn't left her for the game. She had enjoyed his attention and liked looking at his naked body more than those of the older boys. She was going to ask if he wanted to kiss her or feel her up and felt angry when Will excused himself to play with the boys. Neville saw Kristy asleep on the couch in the living room. He scurried up the stairs, trying hard not to wake her. Neville's presence woke Kristy from her unplanned nap. A shudder of fear shook her. She knew she had to head for the pool to check on the kids. She started to the back of the house, totally expecting to see that a wild orgy had broken out. For what seemed like the millionth time she wished she'd handled the unexpected presence of her daughters differently. She was surprised to see the boys playing a game in the pool with Megan lying prone on a chaise lounge watching them. She was upset, but not surprised, to see her daughter's bra untied and wondered how much of herself she had bared for the boys to see. "Where's your sister?" Kristy asked Megan. Megan squealed and jerked with surprise. "Wow, you scared me mom," she said. "Who were you expecting?" "Nothing—Mark said you were taking a nap." Megan's comment made Kristy feel better in a way she couldn't describe. The kids had thought she was sleeping, yet an orgy had not broken out. They were behaving much better than she'd given them credit for. In spite of their nudity and the sexual innuendo of their chatter, maybe they were still little kids after all. "Where's your sister?" Kristy asked again. "Hi, mom!" Matthew yelled, waving at her. Will bashed the ball off Matthew's head right in mid-wave, leading to a dunking. Kristy waved back anyway, and smiled at the hijinks of the tweens in the pool. "I think she went to the bathroom." Kristy thanked her, and headed back for the house. She was so full of good feelings she never took notice of how many boys were not in the pool or the pool area. Neville stood outside of the boys' bedroom. He could barely make out the muffled voices of Paul and Ellis through the door. He did make out Ellis saying, "I'm a slut," and Paul saying, ""Yeah, cool, now I'm gonna ram my cock into the slut's ass." He also heard a voice that wasn't quite as muffled coming from Michelle's bedroom. He looked in that direction and noticed that the door was slightly ajar. He knew the voice was Curt's and he heard Curt say, "Okay, I'm going to stick my cock inside you and fuck you." Neville's cock was so hard it felt like it was going to explode. He could feel his blood boil, his body shook, his system overwhelmed by what was happening on the other side of the bedroom doors. This was different than Dylan being in his bed jerking him off; it was different than he and Ellis trading blow jobs; somehow it was different than Dylan and Evan fucking each other. What was happening behind those doors was serious sex—the kind of sex grown-ups had. Touching his quivering cocklet Neville felt a wash of emotion build up in him and a loud, soprano wail escape from him. He had no idea what had happened to him or why. The feeling was one of sex yet it wasn't sex. Neville knew he had to run off before it was discovered who had made the noise, but before he could move Curt opened Michelle's door completely and glared at him. "Neville, shut the fuck up before Michelle's mom hears you!" At the same time Paul opened the twins' bedroom door, giving Neville a stronger glare than Curt had. "Shit, Neville, are you nuts?" Before Neville could respond, Kristy's voice came from the stairway. "Michelle, are you up there?" "Shit," the two eighth grade boys whispered in unison, quickly closing the doors as quietly as they could. Neville turned his head and saw Kristy step into the hallway. He covered his drooping cock with his hands while Kristy saw the deer-in-the-headlights look on Neville's face. She ignored his obvious distress. "Neville, have you seen Michelle up here?" "No ma'am," he answered honestly. "She's not in her room?" "I don't know, I haven't seen her," he said, his voice shaky with embarrassment and fear. Kristy walked to the door and knocked on it. "Michelle are you in there?" In Michelle's bedroom, Curt had tried to hide under Michelle's bed, but he was too big to fit. She opened the door to her closet. He backed in so he could admire her naked body, a horny teen even in a moment of panic. Michelle pulled on her bikini bottoms, "Yes, mom. I was looking for some more sunscreen. I can't find what we took to the pool." "Can I come in?" "Yes," Michelle said, hoping she wouldn't follow through. "Did you find any?" Kristy asked as she entered the bedroom. "No. I think I'll look at the pool again." "Okay, sweetie. And please put your top on before you go down. We've been tempting fate long enough. I should have been adamant about you and Megan staying dressed." Michelle shrugged. After her almost traumatic experience on her bed she was willing to listen to her mother. Having a group of boys ogle her breasts with desire, and having them fondled by a boy she barely knew, right to being naked with him on her bed and on the verge of losing her virginity— all of that had her shaking with dread. Kristy had seen the sexual excitement of the young boys. That didn't frighten her as much as the two young teens had. Then she had her own moment of trepidation. She tried to remember if she'd seen the two teens in the pool area and couldn't. She looked at her daughter, who appeared a bit ashen. "Are you okay, honey?" Kristy asked. "Yeah, I'm okay. I'm going back to the pool. My bra is down here, though." "I'll get it for you and you can put it on in the kitchen." Kristy started back to the stairs and noticed that Neville was standing in the same spot. "Did you want something up here, Neville?" "Yes, ma'am. I was looking for Ellis, but I guess he's not here." "Well, come down to the pool then," Kristy commanded. Neville started to follow her when the twins' door opened and Ellis peeked through the opening. "Is she gone?" he whispered. "Yes." "I'm going back with you." The two boys started down the hall. Neville was stunned when Ellis placed his hand in his. He didn't pull away, instead he took the little blond's hand and squeezed it. "How was it?" Neville asked as they started down the stairs. "We never did it. We stopped when we heard you." "Do you want to go back with Paul?" "No." Ellis looked at Neville, fighting back tears. "I want to be with you." Neville fought back his own tears as the boys got to the bottom of the stairs. They stopped and looked at each other. Neville pulled Ellis to him, and gave him a deep loving kiss—the first kiss of his life that was a kiss for no other reason than the recipient was his friend and he loved him, even if he didn't know he loved him. For Ellis, the kiss was a thousand times better than the one he'd shared with Paul at the pool. Michelle saw the little display of affection and stopped in order to not interrupt them. That was what she wanted. She wanted to be kissed like that, to have kisses that were for love and not kisses that seemed dirty like the ones she'd traded with Curt. Not knowing they'd been observed, the boys broke their hug and their kiss and went to the pool area, hand-in-hand, not caring who saw them. Curt came out of Michelle's bedroom the same time Paul came out of the boys'—both teens had seen their cocks go soft in the confusion. "We better go out the front door," Curt said quickly. "We don't want the twins' mom to find out we were up here." Paul nodded in agreement. "I was just about to put my cock in his ass," he moaned. "I had half my cock in her cunt," Curt sighed. "Fucking Neville. What the fuck was he doing up here? I want to kick his ass." "Hey, you should kiss him," Curt corrected. "If he didn't come upstairs Michelle's mom might have caught both of us fucking. And I'm the one she would have killed." On the way out of the front door, Paul suggested they put on their shoes. Curt understood his reasoning and agreed to the quick stop in the recreation room. Out in the pool area, Kristy passed Neville and Ellis holding hands as she went into the house with Michelle's bra. She gave them a long look, wondering what version of puppy love had hit the two preteens. She never asked where the two boys had found each other. After handing Michelle her bra, she went back out to the pool deck. "Has anybody seen the two older boys?" she asked, forgetting their names. "You mean Curt and Paul?" Mark asked. She nodded, but before anyone could answer, the gate to the front yard opened and the two naked teens walked in. Kristy was hit with a feeling from looking at the two naked adolescents that she did not feel around a pool full of preteens. She knew the feeling was sexual in nature, and that the feeling embarrassed her to the core. The teens joined the disorganized ballgame in the pool, ignoring the two girls sitting on the deck. The two girls returned the favor, pretending like the two boys didn't exist. Michelle had already given Megan an earful of tween girl drama and angst. The time in the pool ended not long after Scott came home. Showers were taken in the shower on the pool deck and the boys dressed, mostly in t- shirts and shorts. They were told they would have to be dressed after the swimming session ended. Scott heated up the barbeque and it didn't take long for hamburgers, hot dogs, fries, and dessert to be consumed. Mark and Matthew agreed they were disappointed that an orgy hadn't broken out in the pool. They weren't quite sure what the ramifications of an orgy would be, but they agreed that an orgy sounded like fun. "Maybe we can have one during the overnight," Matthew offered. "Yeah, that would be fun," Mark agreed. "We just need to make sure mom and dad are in bed and knocked out." "Maybe we can put lots of whiskey in their drinks." "You're crazy," Mark said, "but I like how you think." "That makes you crazy, too." "You know it." "I guess Ellis didn't get fucked by Paul," Matthew said. "Too bad, so sad." "I don't know how far Michelle went with Curt. They're not talking about it." "Must have been bad," Mark observed. "They're not talking to each other either." After the boys finished eating, Mark called for an official meeting of The Puget Posse. Since the June day had cooled considerably as evening approached, the meeting took place in the recreation room. "What do the rest of us do?" Vic asked, referring to those who were not full members of the Posse. "We want you at the meeting," Patrick told him. Vic grinned as did Ellis, Will, and the two teens. Since Mark was the new sixth grade class president, it was agreed by the Posse members that he would run the meeting. "We're having this meeting," he told Will, Ellis, and Paul—the three deputies, along with Vic and Curt, who weren't Posse members in any fashion," to make some of you new members of the Posse." "Just some of us?" Curt asked. "I guess you don't want us high school boys in your Posse." "It will be a good idea for us if you would consent to be deputies," Misha answered. "We like for somebody older to help us and give us ideas." "Sounds good to me," Paul said. "Paul can be your man. Most of you guys weren't on my table team anyway," Curt told them. His decision did not disappoint anybody, including Vick, Will, and Ellis, who had been on Curt's team. Paul had always been the friendlier of the two. "Whatever works," Mark said. Curt shrugged. He'd been secretly hoping the Posse members wouldn't call him on his hard-to-get act. "But we do want Will, Ellis, and Vic to be full-fledged Posse members." "We probably won't all be in the same core class next year anyway," Patrick observed. "If we make the Posse bigger, we'll have members in all three core classes." "I have to be like Curt, and respectfully refuse," Vic told them. "Serious?" Mark asked. "Serious. First, I have not been one of your deputies. The second, I would like to stay...um...I want to be...um..." "Independent?" Patrick offered. "Yes, independent," Vic grinned. "You are all my friends, and I will help you whenever I can. And I hope I get to come to more fun parties. But if I am in the Posse I have to do everything the same way everybody does it." "That's not really true," Matthew said. "Just ask Neville." Neville nodded and assured Vic he sometimes went his own way. "So does everybody else, but after we all vote, we have each other's back." Just a few months ago, Neville never imagined he would say such a thing. "What you decide is cool with us," Mark said. "You'll still be our friend even if you're not in the Posse." "We might ask you to be a deputy if things are crazy again," Patrick said. "If we asked would you do that?" "It depends what's going on and why you asked," Vic answered. They all agreed that was fair enough. The attention went to Ellis and Will. "You really want me to be in the Posse?" Ellis asked. The five Posse members all said at the same time that they did. "Then I'm in," Ellis said, getting a big hug from Neville, followed by hugs from the rest of the Posse. "Are you in Will?" Mark asked. "Oh, hell, yeah. You guys need somebody normal." Mark gave Will a mock punch on his shoulder, followed by a hug. Will got hugs from the rest of the Posse, including Ellis. The Puget Posse had now grown from five to seven members. "Well, let's put a movie on so we can all watch it until we get to bed..." "...and all get naked again," Mark finished. "Yeah. Orgy time," Matthew grinned. Like so many of the sexual plans of the young boys, what happened fell short of their expectations—the orgy didn't happen. But, they had to agree later that what did happen that night was still a lot of fun. Next: Night Lessons