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Tween to Teen
(sequel to My 11th Summer)

Chapter Three
Picking up the pieces
by: Kewl Dad



 I didn't know what to expect as I headed off to school the next day, my stomach was all knotted up and my palms were sweating and I felt a little light-headed. I just wanted to get there and get it over with. Either Johnny would either be okay and we'd be pals..no, boyfriends again, or he'd still be pissed and we'd have to start all over. I have to admit I had no idea what to expect.

I was chewing my nails by the time I got to the school grounds that day but Johnny was nowhere in sight. I hopped over the drainage ditch beside the road and headed toward the school but before I got there I saw Johnny step around the corner of the second grade classroom and when he saw me  he headed my way.

I was trembling as I continued walking his way but relaxed a little as I got closer and could see his face. He was grinning and he looked like the old Johnny and at that moment I decided things were going to be okay after all.

"Hey," he said stopping right in front of me.

"Hi, you okay?" I asked hoping his dad hadn't punished him too much.

"Sure, just got a whoopin', that's all. It didn't hurt a bit, but I didn't let my old man know that."

"So, you didn't get grounded or anything?"

"Yeah, sorta'.  I can't have any company over for a while and I probably can't spend the night at your place for a while either, but he'll get it over it after a while."

I was disappointed, but I guess I sort of understood why his dad was punishing him. He might not admit it, but I think his dad was sort of worried about Johnny too and grounding Johnny was just his way of showing it.

"That's too bad, but at least we can see each other at school. They can't keep you from seeing me here."

Johnny gave me a strange look, "I don't think they want to keep me from seeing you, but they want to make sure I don't run off again, that's all. I heard em' talking and my mom said you were a good influence on me, whatever that means," he chuckled, "I think she was sort of embarrassed that your folks had to drag me back home."

"My folks love you too," I said smiling, "you're like their other son, you know that."

"Yeah, I like your folks a lot. Sometimes I wish I lived with you instead of with my folks and my stupid sister."

"Yeah, that would be great, but you'd probably get tired of me if I was around all the time," I said feeling him out.

"I don't think I could ever get tired of being with you," he said smiling and making me love him more than I already did.

"I know how you feel. God, I missed you so much these last few days. Promise me we'll never fight again."

"I can't promise that, but if we do we just need to try to work things out. I will promise you this, I won't run away again."

The bell rang then and we had to go to class and I was all smiles as I took my seat then looking over at Johnny I saw a pained look come over his face as he started to sit down. He eased into his seat slowly grimacing all the time until he was finally seated.

I couldn't understand what I was seeing at first, then it dawned on me, his butt was sore from the whoopin' his dad had given him and it was painful just sitting. I just about cried then. His poor little butt. I wanted to kiss it and make it better, but I couldn't even do that since we weren't gonna be alone together for a while to come.

Johnny caught me looking and gave me a little embarrassed smile then Mr. Neal started taking attendance and class began. 

At lunch we ate really fast then walked out to the far edge of the playground like we usually did and I asked him about his butt.

"Does it hurt a lot?"

"Not much," he said not bothering to pretend that he didn't know what I was talking about, "just when I sit on it," he laughed, "He used his belt and man it stung."

I couldn't remember ever getting a spanking in my whole life so it was hard to imagine what that felt like. Oh sure I'd had a swat or two, mostly from my mom when I was a little kid, but my folks didn't believe in hitting me and that was fine by me. I'd heard about the paddlings that kids got at school and even the stories of the electric paddling machine in Mr. Neal's office, but of course I knew most of it was bull.

"Sorry, I'd kiss it if I could," I giggled.

"I'd let ya too....and more," he said looking excited, "God I want to do stuff so bad...do you?"

"God  yes, I can't hardly stand not being able to do stuff with you. Hey, want to go to the bathroom and see if anyone's in there?"

"Okay," he said sounding excited, "but we gotta be careful."

We tried not to be too obvious as we headed toward the bathroom which were located just about midway in the long u-shaped building. A group of kids were playing red rover in the middle of the school yard and there was a dodge ball game going on down by the second grade wall so there weren't many kids to see us anyway. 

The  bathroom doors faced the open walkway and were closed in cold weather like today, but when the weather was warmer they were propped open for ventilation. There was no ac back then but the bathrooms were heated and it was warm inside.

It smelled of urinal cakes and boy piss but not bad, in fact I had always found the smell to be sort of exciting. We were in luck that day and we were alone as we moved up to the long trough that served as a urinal and hauled out our already stiffening peckers.

Johnny gave me an excited look and grinned as he reached over and grabbed my pecker causing it to get  hard instantly. I returned the favor and his cock expanded in my hand. It felt so good and so familiar and I sort of moaned as we stood there jerking each other. 

Our luck continued to hold out as we kept jerking each other's hard cock and then we leaned in and kissed. We didn't know how much time we had so we figured we'd better speed things up and as our hands began to move faster and faster working the foreskin up and down our hard boy cocks the feeling grew and grew. 

We moaned into each other's mouth as we continued to kiss and then almost at once our orgasms hit and we spewed our pent up cum in the stained porcelain urinal.

"Uh...good..really good," Johnny sighed as he broke the kiss.

"Sure was," I said grinning as I shook off the last few drops and squeezed my cock to milk more out. I managed to get most of it off, but my hand was covered in sticky goo and so I brought it to my mouth and licked it clean.

Johnny watched with interest then mimicked my actions then we zipped up just in time as someone came barreling through the door. I turned in time to see Larry Kating head straight for the last stall and slam the door behind him.

A second later we heard a loud wet farting noise and Larry  sighed, "Awww...that feels better."

"Nasty," Johnny giggled and we washed our hands and left.

"Boy that was close," I said as we sat down by the side of the cafeteria.

"Larry is okay. He probably wouldn't care. I went over to his house one time and we wrestled in our underwear and popped boners."

"Really, I played in his sand boy one time. It was pretty cool. He has a lot of army men and stuff. We played war then ate grapes off his fence. It was fun."

"Maybe we should see if he wants to play some time."

I didn't know if he meant play or "play", but I supposed either way was okay if we both agreed. We talked about school and sports and the latest thing on TV and then the bell rang and it was time to go back to class.

The rest of the day passed pretty quickly but I did notice Johnny squirming around a lot and trying to get comfortable. I guess his butt hurt more than he admitted. I felt bad and a little responsible for his discomfort. If I had just talked to him that morning he never would have run away to begin with.

When school dismissed that day we gathered up our stuff and I walked Johnny home. It was as if nothing had ever happened and things were right back like they used to be. I'd forgiven Johnny completely for being a jerk to Ricky and accepted my own blame for what happened and I was ready to move on.

Johnny's folks were gone but his stupid sister was home and when she saw me she practically snarled at me.

"He's not supposed to be over here," she said smugly, "I'll tell mom and dad and you'll get another whipping."

"I just walked him home," I said angrily, "Why are you such an asshole to us? What did we ever do to you?" 

"Awww....isn't that cute, your boyfriend walked you home. Queers, that's what you are...stupid little queers and I hate both of you," she said stomping off to her room and slamming the door.

I frowned, "Your sister is nuts."

Johnny just sighed, "Imagine how I feel. I have to live with her. Well...see ya tomorrow," he said cuffing my shoulder gently. 

I knew he wanted to hug me as much as I wanted to hug him, but we just couldn't risk it with his crazy sister around. Who knew when she'd come barreling out to catch us and for all we knew she might be peaking out the keyhole so we settled for a punch on the arm and a quick goodbye.

I took a different way home that time, winding up the sidewalk on Graham Street and passing Larry Kating's house. I guess he had just got home and was parking his bike in front of his house when I passed.

"Hey Robert," he said waving, "can you play?"

"I have to get home," I said stopping at his picket fence to talk for a minute.

"Can you come back?"

"I don't know, I could ask," I said thinking how weird it was that Johnny and I had just talked about making friends with Larry and now it was  happening. Maybe I had subconsciously wanted to see him and that's why I had taken a different way home.

"Okay, well...if you can I'll be out back. I'm working on my clubhouse."

"Clubhouse? I didn't know you had a clubhouse."

"My dad helped me build it, it's pretty neat."

"Okay, well I better get home. If I can I'll come back. If I can't I'll see ya' tomorrow at school."

I walked on home and found mom in front of the TV relaxing with a glass of ice tea. Usually she was busy working in the kitchen or doing laundry and I was surprised at first. Then I wondered if maybe she didn't relax a lot during the day while we weren't home. I mean that was fine, she did all the stuff she had to and if she had some time to rest and watch her soaps that was cool too.

"Hi mom."

"Hello son. How did it go with Johnny today?"

"Just fine. He got a whoopin' and his bottom is sore, but he's okay. We can't see each other for a while though."

She frowned, "I was afraid of that. Well...don't worry things will get back to normal soon."

"Ummm...mom after I change can I got to Larry's house for a little while. He's working on a cool new clubhouse."

"Larry Kating? Well, I suppose it's all right as long as you're home by 5:30. We're having meatloaf for dinner."

"Mmmm...I love meatloaf. Thanks mom," I said giving her a quick hug before racing off to change.

It was almost 4 by the time I got to Larry's and as promised he was in the backyard. I'd come up the alley that ran beside his yard and through the side gate. He was just coming out of a little wooden shack that occupied one corner of his yard. 

The clubhouse was probably no more than 6x8 feet and only about five foot tall from floor to ceiling which mean we could barely stand in it. But it was solid enough even if it did look like it was made from scraps from here and there.

"My dad and I are going to paint it when we're done and it will look better. See it even has a window," he said leading me inside. 

The window was actually the front off an old TV but it was glass and let in light. It was located in the back of the clubhouse and faced the neighbor's yard. Through it I could see their old dog laying in the sun just outside his dog house.

"There's a door too," Larry said pulling a piece of plywood closed. It hung crooked on the hinges but it covered the opening and now the only light coming in was through the make shift window and a few cracks in the walls.

"This is really neat. I have a clubhouse too, but we don't use it much. Mostly we play in my treehouse."

"You and Johnny?"

"Yeah, and my friend Ricky when he comes to visit." I wound up telling him about Ricky and he seemed interested, but of course I left out the sex stuff and the trouble with Johnny.

"I might start a club, you know a secret club with just a few boys in it. We could have a secret code and stuff."

Larry was always thinking up stuff like that, but I had to admit it sounded like fun. Little did I know then what fun it would turn out to be or what kind of secret club it would be.

We messed around in his back yard for a while playing war and using the clubhouse for our secret base of operation and then we played in his sand box with his plastic arm men and jeeps and stuff.

He kept going in to check on the time for me and the last time it was almost 5:30 and I had to go. We said goodbye and  I high-tailed it back to my house and got there just in time.

Dad showed up a few minutes later and  parked the car in the garage and when he came in he was smiling. I waited for him to ask me about Johnny and when he didn't I finally just volunteered the information.

"In case you're wondering about Johnny, he's okay except he got a whoopin' and is bottom is sore and we can't see each other except at school for a while."

Dad frowned and I learned later the he was unhappy about Johnny's punishment. Not because we couldn't see each other for a while, but the whipping part. I guess grandpa was sort of like Johnny's dad and he'd whipped my dad and his brother a lot. I guess that was one reason my dad didn't whip me even when I sometimes needed it, but for whatever reason dad was against whipping a kid.

"I'm sorry to hear that, but I'm sure the whole thing will blow over before you know it."

"Yeah, I guess. I went to my friend Larry's house today and helped him with his clubhouse. It's pretty neat and even has a window...well actually it's any old TV screen but you can see out of it."

Dad seemed interested and we talked for a while before he finally went off to wash up for dinner while I helped mom by setting the table. We talked about Christmas that night and dad said he needed my help that weekend  to put up our Christmas decorations.

With all the drama between Johnny and me I'd almost forgotten about Christmas and I began to think about that beautiful Stingray bike at Western Auto. I guess I was pretty sure mom and dad would get it for me, but even if by some slim chance they didn't, I knew there would be plenty of neat gifts under the tree. Christmas and my birthday I always got lots of stuff and with dad's raise I figured this year I'd get even more stuff.

At school the next day I told Johnny about Larry and that I was going to help my dad with the Christmas decorating but he seemed most interested in Larry. 

"Did you guys do anything fun?" he asked suggestively.

"What do you mean?"

"You know? Did you wrestle or play doctor?" he chuckled. 

We were in our usual spot behind the cafeteria sucking up the sunshine while it lasted while all the other kids played in  the middle of the school  yard.

"Naw, nothing like that, but he said he might start a secret club and I was thinking maybe we could join."

"Secret sex club?" Johnny teased.

I shrugged, "I don't know, it's his idea. I don't know what kind of club it's gonna be."

"Huh, well...we can try it I guess. Come on, I need to pee," he said standing and offering his hand to help me up. His butt didn't seem to be hurting as much today and he seemed in a better mood.

This time we weren't alone in the bathroom. Some kid was in the far stall but we knew he couldn't see us from back there and we would have plenty of warning when we  heard the latch being turned on the door.

We whipped out our cocks and began to jerk each other but we were too nervous to kiss that day. We were almost done when we heard the toilet flush and then the sound of rustling clothes and a few seconds later the turning of the latch. 

We jerked our hands back and just stood there pretending to pee and pretty soon this kid named Rodney came out and headed toward the sink and washed his hands. He didn't even look at us and when he was gone we quickly finished each other off, cleaned up, and zipped up.

"He didn't even notice us," Johnny laughed when we were outside.

"He's kind of weird. He acts like a girl sometimes," I added. 

"Yeah, probably likes boys," Johnny giggled. 

"We're not like that though," I said feeling confused. I didn't feel the least bit like a girl and I knew Johnny was as much a boy as you'd ever find.

"Naw, we're tough. We just...we just like that stuff, that's all." Johnny said as much at a loss of words as I was concerning the subject.

"Do you ever worry...about, you know...whether we're queer or something?"

Johnny frowned, "Let's not talk about that, okay?"

I shrugged and let it go. I guess I sort of understood how he felt, some things were easier to deal with if you didn't think about them too much and that was sort of the way we handled our relationship at that point in our lives. Whenever we'd come close to talking about that stuff Johnny always backed off and so after a while I just let it go.

That weekend dad and I dug  our Christmas lights out of the attic and spent an hour or so checking each and every light to make sure they worked before putting them up. Back then the Christmas lights were those big C9 bulbs, there weren't any miniature lights or icicle lights or any of that stuff. We did have a plastic Santa Claus and Sleigh that we put on the roof and a star that hung on the house between the two front windows. 

Our house was always the best decorated on our street, but last year a couple of our neighbors had added some stuff so they were getting closer. Dad said we had started a light war and laughed, but he wasn't being competitive or anything, he just wanted other families to decorate to show that our neighborhood had the Christmas spirit. 

At lunch we stopped for soup and sandwichs and to warm up. The temp was in the 40's, but working as hard as we were we didn't notice it that much, but I had to admit the hot soup hit the spot. After lunch we put up the star and a few lights around the porch and down the walkway using these little metal stakes with hooks on the end for the lights. 

When we were finished we cleaned up the mess and put the empty boxes back in the attic and went inside to rest. I couldn't wait for dark so we could stand back and see how cool the house looked.

I thought about Johnny while I laid on my bed reading a Mad Magazine. I wondered what he was doing and if he missed me and I ached for him worse than I ever had. It was so unfair. Why couldn't we be together? Our lives were passing us by and no one cared. Of course I was being a little over dramatic, but I was 11 years old and as my mom said, I wore my heart on my sleeve.

Mom decided she needed to go to the grocery store and I volunteered to go with her just to pass the time. In our town there were about three grocery stores plus several neighborhood stores but Safeway was the biggest one and mom usually shopped there. The store was located at the end of main street  just a half block from the Junior High and High School which were located on the same lot side by side. Next year Johnny and I would be going to the Junior high and we couldn't wait. We'd both turn 12 in the spring and going into the 7th grade and we'd be entering a whole new world.

The store was packed that day and as mom drove around looking for a place to park I saw a truck just like the one Johnny's dad drove. I was sort of excited as we headed into the store, hoping Johnny might be there too and I wasn't disappointed.

The first person I saw as we entered  the front doors was Johnny standing by his mom's cart as she looked over the produce. He saw me at that same minute and headed straight toward me.

"Hey, what's up?"

"Just helping my mom shop, I was bored."

"Me too, dad's sleeping and mom wanted to do her shopping so I offered to go and here I am," Johnny said bouncing from one foot to the other.

"Hi Johnny," mom said smiling.

"Hello Mrs. Warren."

"Well, I can see you boys want to talk so just come find me when you're done talking," my mom said and I loved her so much at that moment. Now if Johnny's mom would only be as understanding.

Apparently she didn't care because she never said a word except to say hello and then Johnny and I just started wandering the store and talking and making jokes about stuff and cracking each other up. 

I told him about the Christmas decorations and he said he wished his dad would do stuff like that but at least they'd get a tree maybe next week and there would be presents and a good dinner Christmas day.

I didn't know how long he'd be grounded but I was hoping he'd be able to have some sleepovers during Christmas break. That was a ways off and so I was pretty sure he'd be ungrounded by then.

"Hey, I gotta pee," Johnny said when we got close to the rest rooms which were tucked away in the back corner of the store.

I followed him trying not to look suspicious, but neither of our moms was anywhere in sight. Not that either of them would have thought much about it, but I was still paranoid I guess. The bathroom was small and only had a toilet and a sink and since it was  single occupancy it had a latch on the door.

As soon as we were inside Johnny latched the door and then he was all over me pulling at my clothes and kissing me and before I knew it we had our pants down and our hard cocks out and were kissing and jerking each other's cock. This was nice and so unexpected, but I wanted more and so breaking off the kiss I dropped to my knees and gave Johnny the quickest best blow job of both our lives. When he came I gobbled his sperm down greedily and then stood up and kissed him so  he could taste it.

"Now you," he said dropping to his knees and taking my cock into his hot wet mouth.

Needless to say it didn't take me long to come and when I did he swallowed my sperm down and then kissed me like I had him. We'd been in there maybe ten minutes, but it seemed like longer at the moment and we quickly cleaned up and got out of there just in time. Coming up the aisle was our moms pushing their carts and talking and laughing.

Our moms weren't what you'd call best friends, but as close as Johnny and I were it was natural that our folks would get to know each other sooner or later. We had actually gone on picnics a few times with Johnny's family and swimming a couple of times at the lake, but we didn't hang out with as much as you would expect considering how close Johnny and I were. One reason I think was because of Johnny's dad. He wasn't like my dad at all. Oh sure sometimes he was pretty cool, but most of the time he seemed to be in a bad mood or quiet and in his own little world.

"There you boys are," my mom said, "Robert what kind of cereal do you want?"

I rushed over and Johnny helped me pick out some cereal while our moms talked and when I placed it in the basket my mom looked it over then shook her head. 

"Okay, but you better eat it," she warned.

"I will, I promise. Can we get some Ovaltine? I love that stuff."

She rolled her eyes, but let me get a jar and I was as happy as a cat with catnap. Johnny and I wandered off and wound up at the magazine rack and I found a new comic book I wanted to buy. I'd brought a couple of dollars with me in my little leather wallet that I'd gotten for my birthday and offered to buy Johnny one too if he found one he liked.

He gave me a sweet look and thanked me and looked through the rack and finally would up with the latest Archie comic. I liked Archie too and I'd chose Green Lantern, but I knew later we'd swap and I'd get to read his Archie too. 

I sprang for a candy bar too and after I paid for our stuff we went into the vestibule and sat down  on the bench and ate them and talked some more.

"Think you'll be ungrounded by next weekend?"

"Probably, they didn't really say how long and my dad forgets about stuff pretty easy. My mom would let me come over right now if it wasn't for my dad. She don't like it when he whips me, but she don't say anything."

"I bet your stupid sister liked it though."

"Naw..she was crying. Sometimes I don't get her. She acts like she hates me then she cries and runs to her room when my dad yells at me or hits me."

I frowned, "She's crazy that's all. Probably afraid she'll get a whipping too."

"Are you kidding, my dad thinks she's this perfect little angel. If he just knew all the shit she did he'd have a cow. I bet she's even let a boy fuck her. One of these days she's gonna get preggers and then dad will see what she's really like."

Our moms came out eventually pushing carts piled up with bags and we grabbed them and pushed them out to the parking lot. Our cars were parked in different parts of the lot so we had to split up eventually and I felt so sad as I watched him walk away. I know it was crazy but it was just how I felt. I'd see him Monday at school but that felt like a lifetime to a boy in love.

Saturday night we had homemade chili and cornbread and mom had baked an apple pie for dessert. I felt a little better after supper and watched some TV with mom and dad then took a bath and laid around in my room reading my new comic book. 

I was thinking about going to bed and jerking off when I heard the phone in the kitchen ring. I poked my head out of my bedroom door just in time to hear mom call for me.

"Robert, telephone!"

I hurried out of my room and grabbed the phone, hoping and praying it was Johnny and when I heard his voice I felt like a kid on Christmas morning.

"Hi, what are you doing?"

"Reading my comic, what are you doing?"

"Not much. My mom and dad went out to the supper club and left me here with my dumb sister. She's in her room listening to her stupid music so loud I can't stand it."

"Will you get into trouble if she knows you called me?"

"Naw, she won't tell em'. She knows better....besides they didn't say I couldn't use the phone. So....what are you gonna do tomorrow?"

I sighed, "Be bored I guess. I wish you could come over or I could go to your house."

"Yeah, me too. Hey, I read my Archie, we can swap at school if you finish yours."

"Yeah, I almost finished it. It's pretty good. Green Lantern is my favorite."

We talked for almost an hour but we couldn't really talk about anything personal. My folks were just a room away and who knew when Johnny's crazy sister would wander out of her cave. We did manage to whisper a quick love you as we hung up and I was pretty sure no one overheard it at my end.

I bounced into the living room and gave my folks a hug trying not to act as happy as I was, but I'm pretty sure my mom could see through me. My dad was still a mystery to me and always had been. I was almost 100% sure he'd seen me and Johnny kiss that day and yet not once had he ever brought it up and in fact had told me that as far as he was concerned nothing happened. If I hadn't brought it up I'm sure it would gone completely unnoticed.

Was he that open-minded, or was he just trying to forget it and hope it didn't mean more than two boys goofing off? Had something happened in his past that made him understand or was he just the coolest dad in the world? I tried not to think too much about it, but sometimes the fear I felt that day came back to haunt me.

I piled into bed and turned off the light and thought about Johnny. I closed my eyes and pictured him in his own bed and I wondered if he was thinking about me. I'd slept in his bed so many times that I knew every lump and could almost feel the scratchy sheet beneath me. My hand drifted down to my pajama bottoms and I snaked it inside and grabbed my cock. It was already half hard and it didn't take long to get it all the way there.

As I lazily rubbed my cock I thought about what we'd done in the Safeway bathroom. It was so dangerous and so naughty and so good. I guess I was starting to discover the things that really turned me on and bathroom sex was one of them. There would be other things I would discover as I got older, but the great thing was most of them were things Johnny liked too.

Sunday it rained and was colder and I moped around the house and was so bored I even cleaned my room. I had an ulterior motive for that though, not only was I trying to be a good boy since Christmas was fast approaching, I wanted my room perfect for Johnny's next visit.

TV sucked on Sunday till after 6pm back then and so I read and even worked a chapter ahead in my math book just to pass the time. After supper we watched  Walt Disney's Wonderful World of Color then Branded,that series with the guy who played the Rifleman, and at nine mom made me go to bed. 

The rain continued through the day and mom had already told me that if it was still raining in the morning she would drive me to school. I hoped it would stop though, not because I didn't like riding in the car, but because I wanted to hang around outside and talk to Johnny before class.

Monday came and it was dry and sunny, Johnny and I hung out as usual and after school I walked him home again. His mom was home this time so his crazy sister couldn't be an ass to us and we talked for a while before  I headed home. I went by Larry's house again but he wasn't anywhere in sight. 

By Friday I was ready for the weekend and as luck would have it that Saturday was the day of the annual Christmas Parade. It started at the east end of Graham Avenue and went all the way to the city limits on the west end, passing all the businesses downtown plus the street we lived on. In the past we'd always gone downtown to watch it and then mom would do some shopping and as long as I could remember Johnny had always gone with us. 

I guess his folks weren't as interested in that stuff as mine were and letting him go with us was their way of keeping from having him go alone or dragging them along. I was afraid that Johnny wouldn't be allowed to go this year, but to my surprise not only was he allowed to go to the parade but his folks said he could come over to my house afterwards. 

Saturday morning Johnny rode to my house on his bike and we all piled in the car and drove downtown to find a good parking place. During the parade all the parking spots on Graham Avenue, our main street, were blocked off and the only parking was on the side streets. Not to be outdone dad parked at McCrory's which was right on the parade route and  had a pretty large parking lot on one side.  

 We all went inside the store to wait for the parade and my folks did some shopping while Johnny and I checked out the toys. In my dad's mind he was entitled to park in their lot since we'd spend money there and when we came out the crowd's had gathered and soon the first float appeared. We watched from the sidewalk and surprisingly the crowds were smaller at that end of town and we had a good view of all the floats and cars and the horses that left their little piles behind them.

The last float of course was Santa in his sleigh and then it was over. As far as parades go it wasn't much, but for us it was a symbol that Christmas was really on the way.

Johnny and I begged to go off by ourselves and my parents agreed as long as we met them back at the car at exactly 1:00. That gave us plenty of time to mess around and even get a cherry limeade at Cherokee Drug Store.

We headed there first and climbed up on the bar stools and I ordered for us. My mom's friend Angie wasn't working that day so we just got regular sized drinks which was okay. The place was packed after the parade and it was traditionally one of the busiest day for the stores downtown. Back then we didn't have malls or shopping centers and almost all the businesses were located on Graham Avenue, which was our main street.

After we got our drinks we strolled up the street toward Western Auto but that was when we discovered something new. Across the street was a store we'd never seen before. It was called Toy Land and we soon found out that it was actually an outlet for all the toys from Western Auto. 

As we walked in the door it was like being in kid Heaven. It was filled from front to back with every kind of toy you could think of. Toys for girls and toys for boys, road races and train sets, Etcha-sketches, board games, baseball bats, bicycles, dolls, baby carriages, little kitchens, everything any kid could ever want. It was like the Sears Wish Book had come to life.

I guess we must've spent an hour in there looking at all the cool things we'd like to have and making plans to get our parents in there as soon as possible. When we finally left we stumbled out onto the sidewalk and crossed at the light and went into Anthony's which was a clothing store that I knew my mom liked to shop at a lot. 

As soon as we walked in we saw my mom looking at men's shirts but my dad was nowhere in sight. We joined my mom and asked where dad was and she said she sent him to Western Auto so she could do some shopping for him without him knowing it.

We hung around a few minutes but Western Auto sounded a lot more interesting to us than Anthony's so we left her to do her shopping and joined my dad. He was looking at tool boxes and tools when we found him and after checking in with him we started looking around on our own. 

They still had some toys and stuff at the main store including the bike I liked and I showed it to Johnny and we took turns sitting on it. Eventually mom showed up but she didn't have any packages and I found out later that she had but the stuff on layaway. It took me a while to understand how layaway worked but later when I was older and had my first job I would use that method to buy my first electronic device, a reel to reel tape recorder.

Dad suggested we go get something to eat before heading home and we went to The Spot Cafe which was one of dad's favorite places to eat. They had hamburgers and fries and that sort of thing but what I liked most there was the Swiss steak and I even got Johnny to try it and he loved it as much as I did.

Dad had chicken fried steak and mom had chicken and dumplings and afterwards dad took us to DQ for ice cream. By the time we got home Johnny and I had already decided that we were going to try to convince his mom and dad to let him spend the night. 

We figured if they'd let him spend the day with us, what was a few hours more. Of course what we really wanted was some time in bed alone to make up for all the time we'd missed, but we tried not to show how excited we were about the possibility of Johnny staying overnight.

Fortunately Johnny's folks wanted to go to the supper club again and it worked out perfectly. I asked Johnny what a supper club was and he said it was just another name for a bar only they served food. His folks liked to drink and that was better than going to a regular bar.

As far as I knew my folks never drank alcohol at all, not even beer, but I knew that some folks did. Not that Johnny's folks were drunks or anything, but I guess they just liked getting out and drinking a few drinks once in a while. Whatever the reason I was glad they chose the night to want to go to the supper club.

Mom and dad seemed almost as happy as I did, probably because now I wouldn't be moping around and looking like a lost puppy, and mom said she'd make something special for supper. It was still sunny outside and the temp had warmed up from the day before so Johnny and I decided to play outside till the sun went down.

We hung around the backyard for a while but for some reason we didn't go in the clubhouse or treehouse that afternoon. I think maybe we were both planning on saving our fun for later. Eventually we got bored and decided to ride our bikes and as chance would have it we wound up riding by Larry's house.

He wasn't outside but Johnny said we should see if he was home so we parked our bikes on the sidewalk and walked through the gate and up to his front door. Johnny knocked and almost immediately Larry appeared. 

"Can you come out and play?" Johnny asked as soon as he opened the door.

"Yeah, just a minute," he was only gone a few seconds and when he returned he was slipping on his coat.

"Robert says you got a clubhouse, can I see it?"

"Yeah, come on," Larry said finally getting his jacket on and zipped up. It was starting to get colder now and the sun kept going behind the clouds every now and then.

Once we were inside the clubhouse I realized just how small it was. Three 11 year old boys were a pretty good fit, but if he was thinking about a very big club he'd have to add on. Johnny seemed impressed and really liked the window but he suggested that Larry might want to get a curtain for it or something to cover it in case he wanted some privacy.

"Why, in case I wanna jack it?" Larry giggled, "I did that once out here, but it was dark and I sat with my back to the window.

I could tell that was just what Johnny wanted to hear and he gave Larry a little shove and giggled too. "I bet you do it all the time, don't ya'?"

"Hell yeah, don't you? Best feelin' in the world."

"Can you shoot yet?"

"Nope, not yet, can you?"

Larry seemed impressed that both Johnny and I already had hair and could shoot sperm and I guess I was finally realizing that not every boy our age could do that. It was weird really when I thought about the fact that Roger, Ricky, Johnny and me could shoot, but I would soon find out that we were the exception and not the rule. Puberty for a lot of our friends wouldn't come for a year or more, but that was cool too.

"Do you really have hair?" Larry said looking at Johnny's crotch as if he had x ray vision.

"Yeah, wanna see?" Johnny joked.

"Yeah, sure." Larry said surprising both of us.

"I'll show you mine if you'll show me yours," Johnny said recovering quickly.

"How bout all of us do it...on the count of three?" Larry suggested.

I was in if Johnny was and he knew it so he made the deal for both of us. 

"One....two....three," Larry counted down and we unzipped and whipped our proud semi-hard boy cocks out.

"Wow, you both have  hair, but Johnny has the most," Larry said in awe.

He might not have had any hair but he had nothing to be ashamed of as far as his cock went. It was cut and probably three inches soft but it was slowly starting to grow even as we looked at it.

Johnny was stroking his cock now and almost completely hard and Larry's eyes were glued to it.

"Want to jack off?" Larry said looking nervous and excited.

"I will if both of you will," Johnny said, but unfortunately we never got the chance.

Larry's dad was yelling out the back door for Larry to come in and that was that. We zipped up fast and crawled out but by then Larry's dad was already inside. 

"I might be back. I'll see what he wants," Larry said looking annoyed.

He poked his head back out after a few minutes and was frowning, "Sorry I gotta go some place with my folks. Darn I wish we could play. Hey, maybe you guys can come back after school Monday."

We said goodbye and told him we'd see about Monday and by then it was starting to get much colder and the sun was sitting so we headed home. On the way to my house we turned up Whitaker Street planning on cutting through the block midway and it took us past another of our friend's house, Donnie. 

Now I had known Donnie almost as long as I'd known Johnny but we just weren't as close. I'd played at his house many times with him and his brothers Larry and Virgil who were older but pretty nice and he'd been to my house a many times as well. After all we both went to the same school and we only lived a street apart and in those days we cut across our neighbor's yards so it was no big deal going from his house to mine. 

Not to sound fickle but after I met Roger and once Johnny and I became so close I sort of forgot about my other friends and Donnie was one of them. I didn't really give it much thought but I found out later that he thought I got mad at him or something.

He was outside playing on his front porch and when we got closer he stepped down off the porch and met us on the sidewalk.

"Hi, whatcha' guys doin'?"

"We were over at Larry's...in his clubhouse but he had to go somewhere," I said taking the lead. Johnny had been with me a few time when I played with Donnie, but mostly he was my friend.

"Oh yeah, I was over there yesterday. It's pretty neat...private too," he said grinning.

Now let me describe Donnie. First of all he was skinny. Not starved looking skinny, but slim and taller than most of us other boys. He had blond hair that was always a mess and these pale blue eyes that were almost grey. He had a few freckles scattered across his nose and he wasn't exactly what you'd call cute, but he wasn't a bad looking kid. 

Donnie was not too smart either. Now, I'm not trying to be mean, but the kid talked like a hillbilly and didn't do well in school at all. But he was a nice kid and fun to play with. He was friendly to everyone and everyone liked him, even the teachers, but he was no rocket scientist and never would be. He was gentle, but tough and I'd seen him beat up a six grader one time when we were in third grade. I think growing up with two older brothers made him tougher than most kids our age, but he still had a gentle side among his friends. I guess you could say Donnie was all boy, but I would soon find out that he had some kinks just like Johnny and me.

"What have you been up to lately?" I asked feeling bad for ignoring him all that time.

"Nuttin' much. Where you guys goin'?"

"Back to my house, Johnny is spending the night," I said before I thought about how that might make Donnie feel. I'd never invited Donnie to spend the night and I sure wasn't going to stay at his crazy house.

He sighed, "Lucky, what you guys gonna do?"

"Probably just watch TV or read some comics," I said trying to make it sound less fun than I knew it would be.

"Hey, you guys should come over tomorrow and we could do somethin'," he said sounding hopeful.

"Maybe," I said looking at Johnny who just shrugged, "anyway we gotta get back to my house. I'll see ya' Donnie,"

"Yeah, see ya Donnie," Johnny said waving as we rode off.

I looked back and saw Donnie watching us ride away and he looked so sad that I felt really, really bad for him and vowed to fix things between us if I could.

At home mom was frying chicken and she'd made potato salad and baked beans. She said it was going to be like a picnic and dad laughed and said that was fine as long as we didn't have to eat it outside.

There was still a while to go before supper so we decided to take our showers and get them over with. As always we took our shower together without giving it much thought, but I wondered how much longer we'd be able to do that without our folks thinking it was weird or something. I mean next year we'd be 7th graders and almost teenagers.  Sometimes it was really scary to think about getting older,  but in the meantime we still had the rest of this school year to be just boys.

In the shower we goofed around and played grab ass but we didn't do anything sexual. I was sort of glad that we hadn't jerked off at Larry's cause now we could really enjoy ourselves when we went to bed.

Dinner that night was excellent. We talked and laughed and it was just like old times. Johnny was as much a part of our family as I was and my folks always made him feel at home there. After dinner Johnny and I helped mom clean up then we all went in to watch some TV. 

Mom and dad sat side by side on the couch while Johnny and I laid in the floor at their feet and during the commercials we talked and I brought up the new toy store again. 

"You can't believe how many toys they have there," I said excitedly, "you gotta see it mom and dad, it's amazing."

"Yeah, there's a million toys," Johnny added, "I bet every toy you can think of is there."

My dad laughed, "Well, maybe that's where Santa gets his toys for good little boys and girls. Do you boys think you've been good?"

Johnny frowned, "I guess, well...maybe running away wasn't so nice, but I said I was sorry...."

"I think being good is more about how you are inside, as a person, then about making mistakes or messing up," he said seriously gaining our full attention. My dad didn't usually say that much but when he did it was usually worth listening to.

"It's about being a good person and I think both of you boys are basically good and I'm pretty sure Santa knows that too."

Now we were 11, almost 12, and we knew Santa wasn't exactly real. We did still  have that child-like feeling of magic at that age, but we were pretty sure our moms and dads were the ones putting the gifts under the tree especially considering neither of our houses had a chimney.

"I wonder if he thinks I've been good enough for a new bike?" I said grinning and everyone cracked up.

Around 9 we excused ourselves and said we were going to play in my room till we got sleepy. We brushed our teeth and peed first then once we were in my room we stripped down to our underwear.

"You ever done anything with Donnie?" Johnny asked suddenly as if he had been thinking about that for a while.

"Naw, not really. I mean we've peed together and stuff, but we never did anything. I mean I didn't even know about that stuff till Roger showed us."

"Think he would do stuff now?"

I shrugged, "I don't know...maybe..why?"

"Just wondering. I was thinking maybe he might want to join Larry's club too. I mean if there is a club."

"Yeah, that would make sense since he lives so close and stuff. Do you think Larry wants to do that stuff in the club?"

"Look at what happened today. If  his dad hadn't hollered at him we'd have been doin' it today."

I nodded, "Yeah, well...I was wondering....and don't get mad, okay? How come you want to do that stuff with Larry, but you got mad when I did stuff with Ricky?"

"I'm not mad. I guess the real reason I got mad was because you guys kissed and well....I thought you liked him more than me, that's all."

"So...if I don't like them too much it's okay? This is so confusing."

"I don't know. Forget it. I was just saying....I mean we messed around with Roger and we were cool with that....."

"Well, I'm fine with whatever you want to do," I said finally, "just tell me what you want me to do and I'll do it."

"Now you sound mad," Johnny sighed, "just forget it."

"Let's not let this ruin our night together, okay?"

"Yeah, okay," Johnny said jumping on me and tickling me, "Nothing can ruin tonight."

Pretty soon we were wrestling around and before too long we were both hard. Johnny pushed me onto my back and straddled me and held my wrists and then leaned down and kissed me. I could have gotten out of the hold easily and pushed him off, but of course I didn't want to. I liked having him in control of me and I guess that was another one of my fetishes. Today they call it being a sub, but back then I just knew I liked Johnny to be in charge.

Never breaking the kiss he laid down on top of me and pressed his hard cock against mine and began making lazy circles with his pelvis. The feeling was amazing and I felt like I could come at any minute if he didn't let up.

Fortunately he must've been close too and he stopped moving and just laid there kissing me and nuzzling my neck driving me crazy. From my neck he moved down to my little nipples and licked them then sucked on them making me moan softly. God I loved it when he did stuff like that.

When  he got to my tummy I giggled cause it tickled and when he stuck his tongue in my belly button I started squirming around. I grabbed his head and tried to push him down to my hard cock but he was stubborn and instead he started gnawing on my sides causing me to laugh and thrash around.

"Shhhh..your folks will hear us?" He whispered.

"Then stop tickling me," I giggled.

"Okay, okay....I was just having some fun."

Next he moved down and started licking my little nuts causing me to moan again. I don't where or when we figured out that nuts were almost as much fun as cock, but he we had, and now we included them in our play most of the time. Johnny liked to take my whole nut sack into his mouth and it around and it felt so good I could hardly stand it. The first few times he did it I was sort of nervous. I mean I knew how sensitive nuts were and one good hit put a boy down for the count, but eventually I learned to trust him and  to enjoy it.

From my nuts he moved up to my cock which was harder than it had ever been and sort of pulsing with each beat of my heart. I still didn't know then that cocks got hard cause they filled with blood, but I had noticed that mine seemed to throb with each beat of my heart. 

At first Johnny just licked my cock like it was a lollipop or something while he worked my foreskin up and down, but eventually he took just the head in his mouth wrapping his head around it and the feeling was amazing. I looked down at Johnny and he was grinning up at me. 

Having sex with Johnny was different from having sex with say Roger or even Ricky and I think a lot of it had to do with how close we were. Even before we started having sex and our feelings for one another turned to love we seemed to be able to feel each other's feelings and read each other's minds. I don't know how many times we both had the same thought or finished each other's sentence, but looking back I think that what we had was a lot like the thing twins have. I'd heard they could feel each other's feeling even when separated and there was an eerie bond between them that even scientist couldn't fully explain.

I can't really describe how wonderful it felt to have Johnny giving me his full attention. It wasn't just the sex part, it was the loving way he touched me, teasing me with his little tongue and kissing places that usually didn't see the sun. His hands were soft and warm as they roamed my body giving me goosebumps of joy. I was so content that when he finally took me into his mouth all the way I was taken completely by surprise. 

The feeling was familiar and yet felt brand new if that makes any sense. It was as if I were a virgin again and Johnny was teaching me about sex. His mouth was wet and warm and his tongue played around the sensitive ridge of my cock sending such intense feeling through my 11 year old body that I shook with desire.

"Oh gawd," I gasped, "that...feels....so...good."

He looked up at me and grinned around my cock and then went back to work not letting up for a moment. One hand squeezed my nuts gently while the other jacked my cock even as he sucked me. His head bobbed up and down on my stiff prick making a wet plopping noise each time it reached the tip. 

Then without warning, my toes curled and my cock expanded and I began to shoot right into Johnny's warm wet mouth. He moaned around my cock as he continued to suck and swallow without missing a beat. He was good at cock sucking, there was no doubt about that, but I couldn't help but think that he was better at it when it was my cock he was sucking simply because he loved me, cock and all. With other boys it was sex, with me it was love.

Usually my cock became too sensitive to even touch after I came, but for some reason that night I felt as if I could go again without resting. I might have done just that if Johnny hadn't given up on my still hard cock and climbed up to kiss me. 

I could taste my cum on his lips and tongue and we swapped spit for long time as I recharged. Eventually I caught my breath and came back down to earth and I was horny again, only this time I was  horny for Johnny's cock. 

I started slow just like he did, but somewhere along the way I got impatient and started sucking his cock like a starved calf on a teat. I didn't want him to come though, because I had other plans for his sperm. As much as I liked having him come in my mouth, I liked having him come in my ass even more. I guess even back then I was already well on my way to being a bottom, but of course since I liked fucking too, I guess versatile bottom is a better term for what I was and still am. 

I stopped sucking Johnny and grabbed the lotion from the bedside table and Johnny watched me with lust. He knew what was next and he was as excited as eager as I was to get at it. I slathered up Johnny's cock then fingered a little into my butthole to loosen it up then fell down on my back with my legs high in the air.

Johnny rolled onto his knees and moved up between my legs and positioned himself. He was shaking as he placed his cock head against my hole and pushed inside me. By now he knew how to do it right, push a little, wait, push a little, wait, until he was all the way in. When his soft hairless balls touched my smooth ass he knew it was time to begin.

Leaning down he kissed me quickly then raised up on all fours and pulled out almost all the way. Sighing he pushed back in and the dance began. For the next fifteen or twenty minutes Johnny and I made love. We didn't fuck, we didn't have sex, we made love, and when it was over and Johnny's sperm was safely inside me he leaned down and kissed me and I had never felt better or felt more alive than I did at that moment.

We were pretty much wiped out after that and eventually Johnny grew soft and slipped out of me leaving a slimy little trail on my butt and the sheets. We snuggled up together then and slept and didn't wake until morning.



Sunday morning we slept in and by the time woke us for breakfast it was almost 9 o'clock. Fortunately mom and dad had slept later than usual and Johnny joked that they might have been doing it the night before just like we were. 

When I saw how much food mom had cooked for breakfast I wondered if Johnny had been right about them sexing all night. There was bacon and sausage, biscuits and gravy, hash browns, and scrambled eggs with fresh green onions in them. 

Johnny and I ate like we were starved, but I swear dad almost matched us bite for bite. Mom ate a little of everything, but you know how women are, they never eat like us guys do. When we were finished all that was left were a couple of biscuits that mom wrapped in Saran wrap for later. She never threw food out and some days we ate nothing but left overs to make sure nothing ever went to waste. 

Johnny and I cleared and mom washed dishes and Johnny and I went back to my room to plan out the rest of the day. His mom and dad had agreed to let him stay till five and we planned to make the most of the day.

"Hey, wanna go see if Donnie or Larry want to play?"

"Okay, we can go by Donnie's first then if  he's not home we can try Larry."

"Yeah, or we could get Donnie and then go to Larry's," Johnny suggested.

"Yeah, that would work. Maybe we can talk about the club."

"Or start it....." I said giggling.

"Yeah, come on let's go."

We rode our bikes to Donnie's and when we knocked on the door Larry his older brother answered the door. 

"Is Donnie home?" I said staring at Larry's as he poked his head around the door.

"Yeah, come in," he said opening the door just wide enough to let us squeeze in. As soon as we stepped inside I could see why he was practically hiding behind the door the whole time, he was dressed only in his  underwear. 

I tried not to stare, but Larry was at least 16 and more like a man than a boy.  His body was lean but muscular and he had a sprinkling of hair on his chest and around his nipples which I thought was the coolest thing ever. His white Fruit of the Looms fit his slim hips well and as my eyes traveled down to his crotch I could see the outline of his cock and they were so thin that I could see the outline of the head and could tell  he was uncut. Soft his cock was almost as big as mine was when fully hard and I could only imagine how huge it would be when it was fully erect.

"Donnie!" Larry yelled and here came Donnie dressed just like his older brother only not nearly as interesting.

"Hi Robert, hi Johnny," he said beaming. 

I'd never seen this much of Donnie before and I gave him a good looking over. Like I said he was slender and taller than either me or Johnny but not nearly as muscular as Johnny was. His nipples were little pink nubs with dark circles around them and his belly was flat and he had an outie belly button which I thought was pretty neat.

His Fruit of the Looms looked newer than his brothers and weren't thin enough to reveal as much of his cock but the bulge looked pretty promising. I'd seen his cock a few times when we were both younger and peed together but of course back then it wasn't nearly as interesting to me and I'm sure it was no bigger than mine back then.

Larry had wandered off to the kitchen and I stared after him admiring his pink muscular looking butt which was visible through his twin underwear.

"Want to come back to my room?" Donnie said pulling me out of my trance.

I mumbled something then we followed Donnie to the back of the house and to the room he shared with Larry. At one point there had been three of them sharing the room, but his older brother Virgil, who was the same age as my Uncle Joe, had gone off to the army a year or so ago leaving just Donnie and Larry.

The room was pretty big as rooms go and had two twin sized beds with a nightstand between them, a dresser on one wall and a chest of drawers on the other. There was a bookcase with books and a few model cars and airplanes and a few toys and clothes were scattered here and there. All in all the room wasn't all that messy and not nearly as cluttered as Johnny's room was.

We sat down on Donnie's bed and he showed us some of his stuff as we talked and got reacquainted. I'd forgotten how much I enjoyed his friendly easy ways and I found his hillbilly accent kind of cute. He was a nice kid and I felt rotten for ignoring him for so long.

"Do you go around wearing just your underwear all the time?" Johnny asked looking Donnie up and down.

"When momma and daddy aren't home. It's comforble'," he said grinning, "They's gone to the my aunt's house and it's just me and Larry."

"We wanted to see if you could play and we might go over to Larry Kating's house too." I said using the other Larry's last name so it wouldn't be so confusing since Donnie's brother's name was Larry too.

"I just gotta tell Larry then I can go," he said digging out a pair of dirty jeans and slipping them on. Next he grabbed some holey socks and skinned them on his small skinny feet and pulled on his Keds which were already laced up. Next he grabbed a tee shirt but didn't put it on right away, instead he went looking for Larry who was watching a TV in the living room.

"Hey Larry, me and Robert and Johnny are going over to Larry's house." It sounded weird using Larry twice, but I guess his brother understood cause he just nodded.

I gave his body one last looking over but before I could look away our eyes met and he gave me a little smile. My heart was beating hard and fast and I knew I'd been caught looking. I worried that he might think I was weird, but the smile sort of said he was flattered that I was checking him out. I mean teenage boys were proud of their bodies and always showing off to anyone who would loo, so why not me?

"Bye Larry," I said smiling shyly and he smiled back and muttered "see ya'."

Donnie had a flat on his bike so we left our bikes at this house and the three of us walked to Larry's which was just around the corner. His porch wasn't big enough for all three of us so Johnny and I stood on the sidewalk while Donnie knocked on the door and a few minutes later Larry appeared looking excited.

"Hi guys, hold on....I'll be right back."

Donnie joined us on the sidewalk and pretty soon Larry bounced out the door and down the steps.

"Whatcha' guys doin'?"

"We came to see what you were doing," I offered, "can we go in your clubhouse?'

"Yeah, come on," Larry said leading us around his house to the backyard. 

Once we were inside the clubhouse with the door closed it was tight but cozy. Our combined body head sort of helped warm us up but I could smell the other two boys and they weren't as clean smelling as Johnny and me. I wondered if they bathed as often as they should or if they just smelled like that all the time.

"Remember what we almost did last time?" Larry said suddenly and Johnny and I nodded. 

Neither one of knew exactly what to say since Donnie was there, but we didn't have to worry because next Larry told Donnie all about it.

"Last time we were gonna jack off but my dad yelled at me to come in and I had to go."

Donnie laughed, "Just like you n' me did that time."

"Hey, you guys wanna do it now, all four of us?" Larry said looking flushed.

I looked at Johnny and he gave me "the look", the one that says I'm in if you are, and I knew we were going to do this. 

Once we agreed to do it the rules of the game had to be decided. Would we just unzip and pull em' out or lower our pants or Heaven forbid, get naked altogether? As it turned out it was each to his own although no one got naked, Donnie did pull his pants down to his knees while Johnny and I just opened ours and pulled them down enough to get our cocks out. Larry was wearing sweat pants and it was easy for him, he just pulled it over the top of them and went at it.

Now was my chance to see two more boys' dicks and I didn't waste any time doing just that. Donnie's cock was uncut like mine and Johnny's and size wise somewhere between mine and Johnny's. As far as I could see he was hairless like Larry but his balls were pretty big and I figured he'd be catching up to me and Johnny before too long.

Larry's dick we'd seen, but I wanted to get a closer look at it than I had the last time. It was a nice looking dick. I guess I was becoming somewhat of an expert on cocks lately. I'd seen more than my share since Roger showed us how to have fun with them and was looking forward to seeing more as time went by.

The dirty boy smell had been replaced by another sweeter and warmer scent, the aroma of four boys dicks being worked by their owners, and it was intoxicating and exciting. Soon the air was filled with soft breathing and flap flap flap of our hands as we worked our hard cocks and it was music to my ears. 

I had never felt so close to my friends as I did that day. Sharing something very special, no judgment, no jealousy, just four boys enjoying the excitement and joy of doing something naughty and dangerous, and most of all pleasurable.

I don't know how long our mutual jack off lasted that day, but I do remember that Johnny came first spilling his whitish come onto the dirty wooden floor as Larry and Donnie watched wide-eyed and open-mouthed. 

"Wow, cool," Larry said, "you got cum. That's so neat."

I remember watching Larry a little while later making a funny face and then closing his eyes as his orgasm hit him and then he opened his eyes and just watched while Donnie and I continued. I came next and they both oohed and ahed at my little puddle of cum. I squeezed the last few drops out then watched Donnie as he continued jacking the foreskin on his cock then just like Larry he closed his eyes and shuddered as his dry cum hit him.

Afterwards it was a little awkward. It was our first time together doing something that intimate but we soon recovered and after pulling our clothes back into place we became just boys again and played like boys do. 

We were spacemen and the clubhouse was our space ship then we explored the weird new planet we'd landed on. We played for hours and totally lost track of time and when we finally sent Larry in to check the time it was almost 4 o'clock.

We said our goodbyes and left a few minutes later promising to come back again soon. As we walked back to Donnie's house Donnie stuck close to me and talked to me about how much fun we used to have and finally approached the subject on both our minds.

"I thought you was mad at me or somethin'," he said staring down at the ground.

"Naw, I just got busy, that's all. We're still pals," I said smiling at him.

He smiled back and he looked cuter with that smile on his face. His pale blue eyes looked wet and I realized again that I  had hurt him by ignoring him all that time.

"We can all be friends now," I promised, "Right Johnny?"

"You bet," Johnny said enthusiastically,"We can have lots of fun, just like today."

Donnie chuckled, "That was fun. I can't wait till I get my sperms. My brother Larry makes lots of sperms when he jacks off and he's gots lots of hair. His pecker is big too.....you should see it sometime."

I wish, I thought, but I was pretty sure that would never happen.

We arrived at Donnie's then and we couldn't stay too long since Johnny had to be home by 5:00. We stayed till almost 4:30 then told Donnie goodbye and rode by my house and I told my folks I was going to ride along with Johnny and that I'd be home by 5:30.

We rode slowly to Johnny's house talking about all sorts of things and bringing up last night and the fun we'd had in the clubhouse. Things seemed fine between us now and we were both happy once again. Our drama was over...for now, but I was pretty sure there would be more drama in the future. 

I felt lost and alone as I rode home that day. The weather had turned colder and it looked like rain, but I made it home to the warmth and love of my family and all was right with the world once more.

 

  





End Chapter Three



Two more horny boys added to the mix, plus the mystique of the older brother Larry who is as Robert said, more man than boy. Could it be that  he and Donnie share more than just a room? And if so will Robert actually get a chance to see Larry's big pecker? This and more in the next chapter plus a surprise from Robert's parents. And Christmas comes at last.





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I have updated my story list if you see any missing please let me know.

Other stories by Kewl Dad

* Denotes Series, rest are short stories



  1. Adolescent (A poem and story by Kewl Dad)
  2. A Christmas for Joey
  3. Accidental Dad
  4. Alex and Aidan *
  5. Andy Tastes Like Candy
  6. At the Dike
  7. Black Cock
  8. Boy Glory Hole
  9. Christmas Boy
  10. Cory *
  11. Corey's Scent
  12. CL Cock Sucker
  13. DMV Boy
  14. Dougie's Story * (#Part three of a series)
  15. The Family *
  16. The Ginger and the Chub
  17. Hair Salon Boy
  18. Little Brother's Feet *
  19. Lost in Fear *
  20. Mars
  21. McChicken
  22. My Best Friend's Dad  (Related series to my Son's Best Friends)
  23. My Not so Miserable Life (This story is one of my favorites)
  24. My Little Runaway * (#Part one of a series)
  25. My Son's Best Friends  *
  26. My 11th Summer
  27. One Night
  28. Poindexter Files *
  29. Rabbit: A Christmas Story
  30. Second Chance for Love
  31. Six Black Boys
  32. Skateboard Christmas 2015
  33. Skateboard Boy *
  34. Sudden Family *
  35. Taking a Chance on Love
  36. The Year I Learned to Love my Brother (TYILTLMB) *
  37. The Reynolds Twins *
  38. Tommy Boy * (#Part two of a series)
  39. To the Max
  40. Tracy *
  41. Tween to Teen
  42. What a Dollar Will Buy
And as Smoothperator52

It's Amazing What Sex Can do for a Guy (the story of a boy's first time with a boy and first time with a girl)