The Guardians of Kovzland
By Kelvin Guard
Chapter Seven: Palace Pleasures

	It was getting dark as I made my solitary way toward the palace
aboard my now familiar pony.  There weren't any boys out playing on the
lawns or play equipment which I was disappointed in.  Perhaps I could have
met a nice boy on the way, a boy to play with, someone to help me forget
Gavin Daniels.  As it was, I made it all the way to the palace without
interruption.  I wondered if the princes were all here, if maybe Ryan and
Robert were still up playing their young sex games and would be eager to
have a little boy join them.
	I walked down the Hall of Boys and up the back stairwell to the
third floor.  No one was in either second or third floor game rooms, but
when I opened the door to the Draft section, I saw young Prince Robby
walking along the hall toward me.  When he saw me, he broke into a shy,
blushing grin.  "I didn't know you were coming here tonight," he said in
his beautiful tenor voice, cracking with puberty.  He was tall and slender
for his thirteen years and looked so adorable to me that I instantly felt
my penis get stiff.  He stood five foot five and probably weighed only
about ninety pounds.  He was wearing blue jeans and a pale blue dress
shirt, the top three buttons undone and strongly hinting of the smooth,
hairless chest beneath.  His feet were bare and looked big.
	There was something utterly pubescent about his body that
instinctively infatuated me with him.  Perhaps it was the gangly
attractiveness of his limbs or the gentle smell of his pheromones, or maybe
it was just the fact that my own hormones were raging for attention, but as
I stood before him, my boyish appreciation for his beauty was quickly
growing into an obsession.  Most likely, the pubescent image of his young
body was quickly attracting the desires I was feeling for Gavin.  His hair
was very blond and very yellow, and fell in haphazard strands across
intensely deep brown eyes.  His face itself was very smooth and narrow, his
cheeks looking a little sunken beneath prominent cheekbones.  Above his
eyes, his eyebrows were almost eerily dark, two slightly arched black lines
of fine hairs, matched by very long, perfectly curled, black eyelashes.  I
had no doubt that women would kill to have such natural attributes of
beauty.  So feminine were his thirteen year old features that I thought he
looked pretty.  Calvin hated it when I used that word to describe a boy
because he said "pretty" was a word about women.  Robby didn't give the
slightest impression of being feminine -- he was a very normal boy and
didn't lisp or "swish" or anything like that -- but he was very much
"pretty" to me.  His blond hair and the cute, boyishness of his smooth face
made me ache with a love for him that seemed to fill my rock hard penis
with even more hardness.
	"Calvin came back," I answered nervously as we met in the hall.
"Do you want to play a game of checkers?" I added quickly, my small heart
racing.  I passed by him and went to my door, turning and flashing all my
boyish infatuation for him -- slight blush and smile on my face, eyes
boyishly gazing at his body and face from beneath my own long lashes.  I
was quickly learning that pubescent boys quickly lost control of themselves
when they knew someone was infatuated with them.  Perhaps it was just an
egotistical desire to be admired, but it seemed to me boys were just eager
to know they were loved.  I had every reason to expect that Robby wasn't as
innocent and naive as the young boys I had just left, but he seemed so
boyish that I couldn't approach him any differently than I would a small
virgin.  All I was thinking when I asked him to come in was to make love to
him.
	"Sure," he shrugged.  His smile faltered a bit and his cute face
was beat red.  A secret glance down revealed a huge bulge in his blue
jeans, as if he had a grapefruit down his pants.  He had his fingers in his
pockets and I could see him trying to move his pants in a useless effort to
free his big penis from its confinement, to straighten out a big erection.
For the Prince of Green, he seemed to be a much more innocent boy than his
"Hobby Robby" reputation.
	He followed me into my apartment and I closed the door.  He turned
and smiled boyishly at me but I was too nervous to smile.  I untied my robe
and the cute boy's smile faltered on his pretty face as he looked down at
my skinny little body, the robe parting and revealing the skimpy strap suit
beneath.  I swallowed as I pulled the robe back over my thin shoulders and
let it slip down my arms to the floor.  Robby looked even more nervous, his
deep brown eyes glancing up at my face then turning back down between my
legs where my little penis throbbed out against the silk covering, the
shaft small and skinny, the little head swollen purple against the white,
the pale pink skin showing that I was completely hairless.
	His pretty mouth dropped open and he stared in amazement at me as I
stepped up close to him.  I could hear him panting as my small hands
reached up and started to unbutton his shirt.  His eyes looked down at my
fingers on his clothes then looked down at my excited boy face.  The first
button came undone and I could see his small chest even better.  He did
nothing to stop me as I moved down to the next button, undoing it and
pulling the tails from his blue jeans at the same time.  He didn't say
anything as the front of the shirt parted.  I was panting as much as him as
my eyes gazed at the smooth perfection of his slender body.  He was in good
shape for a thirteen year old.  Though still very thin, his belly was flat
and firm, very narrow as it moved up a gently rippling ribcage.  His small
belly button sat in the center of flat, baby soft skin and I found myself
leaning forward and starting to lick it before I knew what I was doing.
	I felt his belly shudder as my tongue licked his hairless navel, my
small hands instinctively sliding beneath his shirt tails and taking hold
of his soft waist.  His skin was smooth and warm and tasted clean and young
against my tongue.  Robby obviously wasn't a complete virgin for I soon
felt his large hands coming to rest on my shoulders, the tender fingertips
rubbing across my boy skin.  He held back a grunt as I slid my tongue up
his body, my hands sliding up his baby soft sides as I went, pressing his
shirt wider open.  I knew that the boy's penis was crooked in his jeans and
that it had grown so hard that it hurt him, but I loved the young taste and
the soft warmth of his skinny body so much that I couldn't relieve his
erection immediately.  My tongue slid easily along the narrow valley
between his ribs, loving the smooth, fresh taste of him.  He was so
beautiful and I was eager to share my hairless boyhood with him.
	I soon felt the smooth indentation of his sternum just before my
tongue passed the firm, gentle ridge of his small chest. My eyes were
opened and I gazed at his soft skin with intense love. His chest wasn't
muscular like an older boy's might be, but it swelled in two very small,
very tight mounds of pubescent muscle beneath his nipples. His nipples
themselves were so tiny they looked like a little child's, no larger than
dimes and the same dark brown color of pennies.  They were erect which made
them look even smaller and their dark brown chocolate color contrasted
beautifully with the paleness of his smooth skin.  My hands were slipping
up into his armpits as my tongue licked across his small chest.  His
underarms were as smooth as his belly and were completely hairless.  They
felt soft and warm as my fingertips rubbed slowly across them.  I held his
small body there as my mouth continued to devour his young chest.  I licked
each of his tiny nipples tenderly before very gently sucking on them,
hearing the pretty boy starting to moan with pleasure and feeling him
growing more tense and uncertain, his big, warm hands still stroking my
little shoulders.
	I was standing straight up in front of him now, the tall boy's
chest directly at my eye level.  I pressed my cheek against it and felt my
small body melting against his until I felt the huge bulge in his jeans
press against my little, silk-covered erection.  My small hands reluctantly
left his warm armpits and slid slowly back over his thin shoulders, feeling
his shirt slip back with them, feeling his small shoulders bared and the
shirt sliding back down his arms.  Robby let go of me and I looked up at
him as his hands quickly fought to free himself of the shirt.  The adorable
young teenager looked down at me with his deep brown eyes.  His mouth still
hung open gasping but he managed to smile as he tossed his shirt aside,
blushing brightly, his nervousness filling the room as his small, hairless
chest was completely bared.
	The boy chest in front of me was so slender and yet so boyishly
muscular that I had to love him.  I could see the firm mounds beneath his
nipples swelling rhythmically as his sweet breathing grew deeper and more
nervous.  His ribs stuck out at his soft skin whenever he inhaled only to
grow soft again when he exhaled.  The boy looked so smooth and soft, the
nipples so tiny, his chest so small and hairless, I could have believed he
was only a little boy save that he towered several inches above me and his
cute face had taken on the hardening of puberty and the very beginning
signs of adulthood.  If nothing else, it was obvious that Robby knew what I
was doing and he was extremely willing to play with me.
	I took hold of his chest again and rubbed my hands slowly down his
soft warm body.  His abdomen shivered with lingering boyish innocence as my
small hands moved slowly across his belly and my fingers started to tug at
the snap to his pants.  Robby let out a little crying noise and jerked as
the snap popped open, but just stood there watching me, his smooth arms
laying straight at his sides.  I took his zipper between my thumb and
forefinger and we both panted as I slowly pulled it down.  The boy wasn't
wearing underwear and the smooth hairlessness of his belly appeared as pale
and young as his chest.  As soon as the zipper was down about an inch, the
thirteen year old flexed his penis and the raging erection instantly popped
up between his fly, throbbing with angry hardness.
	Robby's cock was so big that it stuck out above his beltline as I
continued to unzip him.  He was circumcised and the brownish pink head of
his penis throbbed madly, the slit gaping open, its sculptured ridges
looking beautiful as the head joined to his slender, pale penis shaft.
When I had his jeans unzipped, I pulled his pants down to his knees, my
eyes never leaving the loveliness of his pubescent erection.  It stuck out
almost seven inches long though its slender shaft made it look longer.
Despite the boy's time in puberty, his penis hadn't grown any darker in
color and ran its full length with the same boyish pink skin that decorated
the rest of his young body.  One large baby blue vein and several smaller
ones ran along his shaft, pulsing and pumping the hardness that excited the
boy so much.  The whole thing stuck out so big and hard that I could tell
that Robby was a very excitable boy who was completely dominated by
puberty.
	His testicles were normal sized for a cock that big and they were
now being held tightly between his thin legs by a soft, pink, hairless
scrotum.  I could see the oblong balls clearly in the protective skin and
they looked very pretty.  The boy did have a small circle of pubic hair
just around the slender base of his young manhood, but it was very sparse
and very short, none of the dark black hairs longer than a half inch,
though they were curly and looked soft.  Closer to his pale skin, I could
see the remnants of his peach fuzz: soft, downy little hairs that made his
pubic hairs look even cuter.  The beauty of that big penis, looking so
young with its pale flesh and little hairs, standing erect and throbbing
between the slender boy's thin legs was indescribable.  It was utterly
adorable as it pulsed up and down with expectant desire, growing redder the
longer the boy was delayed from satisfying his hormones.  I gazed with love
at where his pink, hairless scrotum joined with his smooth thighs, so big
and yet so boyish and young.  I could have stared at his penis all day
without getting tired, but I soon felt his hands pulling the straps of my
suit down over my shoulders.
	They fell easily down my arms and Robby's deep brown eyes stared at
my bared little chest with reverence and nervousness.  His big hands moved
up and held my shoulders again and he managed to slowly lean forward until
I felt his warm lips against my small body.  His blond hair was blocking
most of my view but I managed to look around it as he kissed my little
chest and could see his young penis pulsing between our horny bodies, his
looking huge between the smooth, slender flesh of our bellies.
	I'd forgotten to lock the door and it burst open without a knock.
Both Robby and I shot frantic and frightened eyes toward it and saw Prince
David Kirsten of Purple standing there with a surprised look on his cute
face that quickly melted into a delighted smile.  "All right," he grinned,
pushing the door shut and coming up to us.  "Kovz, you guys are really
hard."  He was looking down at Robby's big cock and the throbbing little
bulge in my suit, and Robby and I looked down with him.  We both blushed in
embarrassment and looked more than a little bit frightened by the sudden
interruption.  The new boy wasted no time in making his desire clear and
his young hand moved between my legs and started to fondle my rock hard
little penis.  I was so excited already that this caressing made me moan
and made my knees start to buckle with pleasure.
	Robby was still holding to my shoulders, but he looked more
embarrassed than he did angry by David's intrusion.  "David," his cute
young voice cracked.  "Calvin said you shouldn't grab little boys like
that."
	David grinned broader but didn't let go and I stood there
weak-kneed and panting as my little penis was stroked to pleasure through
the silk covering.  "He likes it, don't you Kelvin?" the boy asked, his
thumb petting the full length of my erection until I thought I would cry
with orgasm.  I couldn't believe how expertly the little pubescent boy
fondled me, as if the knew where all the sensitive spots in my penis were,
making me dizzy with pleasure and desire.  My panting and moans were enough
of an answer for him.
	He was wearing nothing more than a pair of silk underpants and a
tank top, both so tight I could make out the slender curves of his boyishly
muscular chest and could see his penis stiffening frantically.  The bulge
between his baby soft, hairless thighs wasn't as big as Robby's, but it was
certainly bigger than mine.  He seemed so happy and untroubled by his
obvious erection, his smooth face growing flushed around his cheeks, but
not looking embarrassed, just excited.  Both boys were cute enough to make
any boy have an erection if not an orgasm just looking at them, and I was
getting terribly close.  Feeling the pleasure building to a mad crescendo
between my legs, I cried softly, my thin legs weakening, and reached for
Robby's skinny shoulders to hold myself up, feeling his rock hard cock
against my belly but keeping my hips held back far enough to allow David to
keep rubbing my little penis mound.  Robby seemed to sense that I was about
to fall over and his big hands slipped into my armpits, helping to hold my
limp, excited body up.
	"He's having an orgasm," Robby observed calmly.
	"Oh, no," David giggled, letting my penis go and rubbing his hand
up and down my bare back quickly.  "You don't want to do it that quickly,
little guy."
	I backed away from orgasm very awkwardly, feeling like my little
body would start jerking at any second, but feeling nothing more than the
suddenly cool feeling of my little penis.  Robby's hands still held to my
hairless underarms and his pretty face looked into mine as if watching to
see if I was in orgasm.  I was still gasping and must have looked so horny
it hurt.
	"That's it, little guy," David grinned at my boyish passion.  "You
like that don't you?"
	"He's just a little boy, David," Robby's voice cracked, as
embarrassed by my squeaking pleasure as I was.
	"He's almost as big as me," David grinned, his blue eyes gazing at
the bright purple head of my penis through the white silk.  It's true I was
almost as tall as David, but anyone who looked at the bulges between our
legs could tell that David was much more mature.  "Besides, he's a
Guardian.  Look at how hard he is, Robby." Both boys looked between my legs
and I nervously looked too.  He was right: my little three inch penis
looked unbelievably excited.  I felt Robby's arm tighten reassuringly
around my thin shoulders and lay close against his slender, baby soft
chest.  Instinctively I cuddled in against the soft warmness, adoring the
smooth perfection of his young body, my beardless cheek against his little
nipple.
	"Your scaring him," he defended me.  It's true my baby-face and
blue eyes looked frightened, but I wasn't scared, just intensely horny.  I
was willing to play the frightened boy, however, if it meant I got cuddled
like this.
	"He's not scared," David grinned, seeing my need for what it was.
Slowly, his big hands reached out and took hold of my strap suit causing me
to suck in a big gasp of air.  He pulled it down my hips and down my skinny
boy legs, my slender little penis quickly poking out a bright red, straight
and rock hard as it throbbed for the boys to touch it.  I managed to lift
my feet enough for David to take the suit off them and stood there naked,
still held up by Robby.  All three of us stared down at my hairless little
cocklet and David's tender fingers soon slipped back between my legs, this
time just feeling the hairlessness around my little boyhood and over my
small testicles.  "You're just a little boy, Kelvin," he cooed, as if he'd
discovered something I'd been trying to hide, his fingers petting the
hairless skin freely.  "Robby, help me get him to the bed."
	It was a silly request because I could still walk and had no desire
to fight them.  Nonetheless, I felt their young hands supporting and
caressing me as they led me to the big bed in the bedroom and lay me
forward on it.  I crawled over to the middle and lay down on my back, not
wanting to crush the sensitive erection throbbing out of my body.  Robby
quickly pulled his blue jeans all the way off and crawled over toward me.
I felt his large hand rub my belly reassuringly as he lay down on one side
of me, his frantic cock pulsing madly against the top of my thigh.  I
turned and watched as David pulled his tank top up his lightly tanned young
body.
	The boy chest that appeared was so pretty that my mouth fell open
as I gazed at it.  It looked unbelievably soft and hairless, the chest
swelling with boyishly firm muscle then tapering to a slender waist of
gently rippling boy flesh.  His nipples were small and almost the same
color as his tan.  They looked adorable but almost invisible against the
smooth, suntanned color of his small chest.  He held his tank top twirled
in his hands and grinned at me as I stared at his body, the hard, gentle
ripples of his ribcage, the little boy belly button on his beautiful skin.
David and Robby's bodies were very similar in terms of their slenderness,
but David hadn't reached his growth spurt yet and his chest still looked
very prominent, compared to Robby whose abdomen was so long it made his
chest look smaller.  His skin was so soft and hairless looking that I found
myself imagining how pretty the penis in his silk panties would be, could
not picture it with any hair at all, nothing to hide the softness of his
skin.  When he realized my blue eyes were looking at his penis bulge, David
grinned happily, tossed his tank top aside and pulled his skimpy underwear
down.
	I let out a little cry of astonished, wondering love because the
frantic erection between David's legs was indeed very beautiful.  He was a
circumcised boy and the swollen head of his young manhood was a bright
purple color, shining brightly with hard-pressed pubescent erection.  The
slit looked almost large and I was certain he had the sweetest tasting boy
sperm in the palace.  The really pretty thing about his penis was its size.
Though it was only a little over five inches, it looked even bigger than
Robby's on David's smaller body and with its maturing thickness.  The way
it was throbbing added to its beauty and his young desire had made it start
to low an excited red like mine.  As I had imagined, it was still in the
smooth innocence of boyhood, without a single silver hair to mark his entry
to puberty.
	He continued to grin as he arched his back and poked his hairless
young erection at Robby and I, not in the least bit embarrassed by its
frantic pulsing.  I couldn't take my eyes off it, but Robby, who I knew had
spent many nights sleeping with the other boy, just lay slowly rubbing my
belly, his deep brown eyes staring at my stiff, three inch boyhood.  His
boyish caresses were so tender and rhythmic they made my stomach feel
queasy with innocence and I loved the gentleness of his big hand.
	Not planning to be left out of the fun, David jumped toward me on
the bed, crawling on all fours until his pretty face was directly above my
naked little body.  His own big hand immediately reached out and started to
caress my skinny chest, his face grinning down at it, his big boy-cock
sticking out hard from beneath his belly.  I just lay there panting as the
two thirteen year olds rubbed my body all over, their big hands filling me
with pleasure though they hadn't touched my erection yet.
	"What should we do to him?" Robby's voice cracked, his eyes not
leaving my naked skin.
	David shrugged, grinning as his fingers probed my hairless armpits,
his palms lightly rubbing my little chest.  "He's so cute," he giggled.  I
swallowed then returned to panting, my eyes gazing up at the young prince's
happy face.  "See if he has any cream in that drawer, Robby," David said,
his eyes motioning toward my night stand then quickly returning to my face.
	"He's too small to stick it in him, David," Robby protested.
	"Yeah, but he's not too small to stick his in me," he grinned at
me. "Are you, Kelvin?"  I shook my head in answer as I felt Robby's body
rolling over and reaching for the drawer.  I couldn't believe the power the
boys had over me, particularly David, whose face I could not turn away
from.  He just stood there on all fours grinning at me, his hand still
caressing my body, making my heart beat quickly.
	Robby rolled back toward me and handed David the cream I kept for
butt fucking.  I looked over at the adorable young prince, his eyes gazing
at me with love as his hand returned to my belly, gazing at my face as he
gently rubbed up and down my hairless skin.
	David crawled down to my penis and opened the jar.  His fingers
dipped down inside and came out with a big gob of creamy white slime, far
more than was necessary for my little penis.  I jerked and made a high
pitched crying sound as I felt his slime covered hand touching my stiff
erection, feeling the cream coating it, cooling its hotness.  Robby's hand
rubbed farther along my chest and comforted me as if I were some naive
virgin boy and was truly afraid.  I rather enjoyed this treatment and it
seemed to make me feel even hornier as I felt David's hand covering my
penis and testicles with the cream.
	"That's it," he grinned, finishing with my hairless dick and
leaving it poking out covered with thick gobs of the stuff.  He quickly put
the jar aside and I watched as his soft young body straddled my skinny
legs.  I started crying with pleasure almost immediately, feeling my slimy
penis being rubbed along the hairless crack of the young boy's butt.  "You
like that don't you?" he grinned as I lay panting.  He reached around his
slender waist with one hand and I soon felt his slimy fingers taking hold
of my little erection, sliding it along his butt, gently using it to probe
for his little butt hole.  "Oh, man, it's the perfect size," he giggled
delightedly, still probing.
	Robby was watching my face intensely and I realized that he was
slowly masturbating himself. I looked down between his legs and saw his
fingers holding his big cock, slowly rubbing up and down it as his other
hand stroked my skinny little body.  He was panting softly too and looked
very excited, his penis head shining with rock hard erection.
	David let out a high pitched moan of pleasure as he found his butt
hole with my erection.  He held the boyish meat against the little hole and
gently pressed his small butt down against it.  I felt his experienced butt
hole relaxing easily, opening enough to allow my little penis to slide into
his small body's warm tightness.  He bit his lower lip and grinned as his
butt devoured me and soon his butt was sitting all the way down on my
belly, my penis buried deep inside him.  Both his hands returned to my
abdomen and took hold of my skinny body, his pretty blue eyes smiling
joyously down at my astonished face.  I felt his hands press against my
ribs as he pushed his body up, let my penis slide slowly out his butt then
slowly sat back down on top of it again, burying it inside him.  This
caused me to moan in wonder and the young boy grinned broader.
	"He likes it, Robby," David's high pitched voice giggled, the
boyishly muscular teenager continuing to slide my penis in and out of him,
his hands rhythmically pressing against my skinny abdomen.  "Let him suck
you off," he said excitedly to the masturbating boy.
	Robby seemed as captivated by David as I was and instantly moved to
obey.  I felt his long, slender body curling around my head as the tall boy
tried to bring his big penis up to my mouth.  "Don't block the view," David
said, gently guiding Robby so the boy could reach me.  Soon I felt the hard
erection between Robby's hairless thighs bumping against my face and I
turned to find the big cock throbbing relentlessly at me.  It looked so
hard and frantic as it throbbed, the pretty, pale shaft lined with boyish
veins, pumping erection to his big, shiny penis head.  I swallowed, more
than eager to suck the beautiful young manhood, and slowly my lips moved to
it.  It pressed against them and soon the boy pushed his way inside, my
mouth watering as I tasted his sweet penis throbbing against my tongue.  I
was so overwhelmed by the two boys that I couldn't manage to suck Robby
very well, but he was taking the initiative, slowly pumping his slender
hips back and forth, slowly sliding his big cock in and out of my slimy
lips.  Sitting on my cock, David watched with pubescent excitement.
	He continued to slide up and down on my little erection, and I
could feel its sensitive head being rubbed up and down his butt, the
tightness of his body rubbing it into insane levels of pleasure and
excitement.  He seemed to like the feel of it inside him because he was
moaning softly as he moved.  Though he was a Kovz Boy, my penis was too
small or his bottom didn't seem to have matured to the point of giving him
anal pleasures.  Each time he moved up, he pressed down on my skinny ribs,
making it hard for me to breathe but making it feel like my entire body was
a big penis, filled with pleasure.  We both cried when we felt my little
penis head slide all the way out of him, his butt quickly sitting on it but
not before it had slipped along his hairless crack.  His big hand was
quickly reaching for it, the boy giggling as he grabbed my erection and
quickly reinserted it up into his butt, immediately humping on it faster,
making me cry on the brink of a mind blowing orgasm.  Only the big cock
shoved into my mouth squelched the loud, high pitched moans that sounded in
my little chest.
	Robby was moaning too as he rhythmically inserted his big penis
into my mouth over and over again, his body perched awkwardly on his skinny
arms as he cried and moaned with pleasure.  His penis felt nice in my mouth
and extremely hard.  I knew the young prince was really excited.  I just
lay there with my mouth wide open, lips wrapped around his long, slender
cock, feeling the pale flesh sliding in and out of them.
	I started wailing against Robby's penis as I felt orgasm racking my
body.  The pleasure was intense and David's big hands quickly pressed down
on my ribs causing all the air to leave my little chest and making my
passion complete.  I felt as hard as a rock, my orgasmic cock sliding
quickly, easily in and out the humping boy's butt.  The bed was bouncing
with his rapid movements, the boy giggling delightedly as he watched my
face, half-filled with another boys cock, twist in the mad contortions of
an incredible orgasm.  My skinny body shuddered with the pleasure and I was
soon jerking frantically beneath his soft thighs, orgasm racing up and down
my penis, the hairless young thing flexing in a useless effort to plant
seeds in his immature garden.  David's big hands held to my skinny ribcage
and felt the electrifying thrill as the orgasm jerking out of my penis,
felt the boyish passion and wonder of joyous pleasure.  He seemed as happy
by its intensity as I was and he giggled as I was finally able to stop
jerking and my little chest collapsed in frantic, hungry gasps for air,
fighting even the pressure of his hands on my body.
	My pleasure instantly touched Robby off, the boy crying out as he
shoved his penis into my mouth, quick, frantic thrusts that threatened to
shove his big penis down my throat but never did.  I stared at his belly as
it rippled with muscles and ribs, saw the look of pleasure on the boy's
face as he cried in orgasm.  His penis flexed inside my mouth and I soon
felt it squirting thin, boyish sperm into me.  I let the sperm coat his
penis and my tongue, reveling in the sweet taste of it, made all the more
pleasant by the warm afterglow of my own orgasm.  The boy didn't ejaculate
very much sperm but it was more than enough for me to love the taste of
him, for me to feel the warmth and puberty in his big testicles.  His small
chest gasped quickly as he tried to get a grip on himself, his little
nipples looking adorable on the smoothness of his skinny body.  When he
finally removed his penis, he did it slowly, letting my mouth suck all of
his sperm off until the big dong dropped from my lips coated in my saliva
and dripping the tiniest of drops of thin sperm.  It was delicious.
	Robby collapsed on the bed and David grinned at the big cock
between the other boy's legs as it rolled across his baby soft, flat,
slender belly.  Robby looked exhausted, his small chest swelling for air,
his arms laying limply at his sides.
	I blushed up at David and he looked down at me grinning.  I was
going to ask him to get off me but my penis, though already soft and limp,
still felt nice in the tightness of his butt so I just lay there and
waited.  He didn't get off me, however.  He leaned ever so slightly back,
his big five inch cock still sticking straight out of his body.  He grinned
at me as he took the big meat in one enlarged fist and started to stroke
himself off.
	Robby and I lay there and watched the pretty boy masturbate.  He
looked so happy doing it, thin muscles along his skinny forearm rippling as
he gripped his erection tightly.  My eyes scanned over his baby soft chest
and little nipples, worshipped the beauty of his body as he quickly brought
himself to orgasm.  He cried even louder than Robby and I had as it took
over his body, his pretty face grinning, eyes closed, head tipped far back
until the little bulge of his Adam's apple bobbed with his cries.  His
penis head was now shining a bright purple, the slit gaping open.
	Suddenly, his high pitched voice started to grunt frantically and
he stared down at his penis as his big hand rubbed madly up and down on it.
One last cry sounded and the little pubescent boy quickly pulled his butt
from my penis and slid up my skinny ribs, over my little chest.  His penis
came frantically to my mouth and I gasped as I took it inside, instantly
feeling the rock hard head squirting out his sperm, every bit as thin and
sweet tasting as Robby's.  The muscles along his cock were as powerful as
young Robby's too because I could feel his warm sperm squirting very
forcefully from his smooth head.  He jerked his erection quickly as he
ejaculated into my mouth then held it tightly in his fist and squeezed
along its length, forcing the last few drops of his thin semen to ooze onto
my tongue.  I tasted it and loved it like I had Robby's.
	When he was finished, he let his cock go and slid his body back
down to my penis, his butt pressing the hairless, limp, little boyhood
between his small cheeks where it rested in slime.  His hands held my
little body again and caressed it, smiling at me with love and happiness.
Soon, Robby's naked young body slid up beside me, his small chest pressing
against the soft side of my body and his hands feeling me again.  "Didn't
that feel good?" David grinned, and the three of us giggled.
	After caressing each other for a long while, we took a bath
together.  It was a very playful bath, both the young pubescent boys
seeming to compete for my affections, my smaller body continually and
delightedly assaulted with their continuous caresses.  They both sported
fresh new erections in no time and we all giggled delightedly as they
teamed up to rub them against my naked body.  Whenever I turned to push one
of them back, the other, with skinny legs spread wide and hips pressed
forward, was quickly up on the other side and a throbbing cock rubbed
against my body.
	After a few minutes of this kind of play, I could tell that it was
taking on a more excited edge by the two older boys.  They were panting
more than our exertions would have suggested and both of them were starting
to hold me a bit longer and a bit more firmly so they could rub their
penises on me more.  If you like pubescent boys, you get to know the signs
when their hormones are back in control of them and both young princes were
at that point again.  That was fine with me.  My little penis certainly
enjoyed orgasm as much as they did.
	At one point, Robby stepped back giggling, looking down to admire
his gifted young cock.  I seized the moment to smile at David, taking his
naked body and mine and pulling him against me.  We were almost the same
height and our young erections felt hard as they pressed together between
our hairless legs, his thick and more than five inches long, mine skinny
and only three inches.  He giggled as I rubbed my cheek and body against
his, penises instantly responding with pleasant feelings.
	"You know what I want to see," I giggled, pumping my little cock
against his.
	"What?" he giggled back, his big hands clutching at my round
buttocks.
	"Let Robby stick it in you."
	"Okay," he agreed immediately.  "Robby, the kid wants you to fuck
me."
	I hated that word.  Some of the boys used it a lot though and David
did seem like that type.  A good one for Purple.
	Robby grinned, standing with legs spread, seven inch cock sticking
out like a jackhammer.  "Okay," he said.
	"Let's go to the bedroom," I suggested.  The cute blond-haired boys
agreed again and we giggled eagerly as we dried each other off, all of us
fully erect with pubescent desire.
	Back in the bedroom, David quickly got up on the bed.  He laid down
on his back, pulling his knees up until his round buttocks were spread and
his puckered brown butthole was exposed.  It was an enticing orifice,
looking very tight and smooth and hairless.  There was a glistening of
wetness just at the entrance and I could tell that the thought of having
Robby penetrating him pleased his Kovzian butt a lot.  My little penis
didn't seem to have excited it very much but Robby's sure did.
	David was really at his prettiest in this vulnerable position.  His
stiff erection stuck up along his belly, his young testicles looking like a
textbook picture as they lay neatly in his smooth, tight scrotum.  I would
like to have laid there and kissed his cute oblong balls, but I was looking
forward to watching Robby's big penis slipping up inside the cute boy, too.
Instead, I jumped up on the bed beside David and kissed his lips, the boy
sighing and kissing back, still holding his knees up.  As we kissed, I
reached down with one hand and took hold of his thick cock.  It felt warm
and hard and I pulled on it as Robby crawled up with us.
	Robby knew from experience that he didn't need to do anything to
prepare David's butt.  Like many of the boys in Kovzland, David was a
natural at anal sex and his butt was well prepared to be loved by a penis.
Consequently, his young friend just grinned and crawled forward on his
knees.  When he was close, he took hold of David's big feet and lifted them
up on his own shoulders, holding the other boy's legs as he wiggled closer
to his butthole.
	"I want to see," I giggled, letting go of David's cock and crawling
down to his legs.  I soon had a perfect view of what the two boys were
about to do.  They're bodies were close enough now, but Robby's big penis
was so hard it stuck up into the air, not toward the hairless brown
butthole of the other boy.  I smiled in wonder and delight as I watched the
skinny thirteen year old take his big cock in his fingers and pull it
downward.  It didn't look very comfortable.  In fact, it must have hurt a
little because his penis was very hard and he was forcing it into an
awkward position.  He even gasped a little in pain as his swollen purple
head lowered and came to rest against the puckered brown entrance to
David's young body.
	Both of the boys were grinning as Robby put the head against
David's butthole and gently pressed it forward.  I stared in transfixed
awe, the head looking way too big for the little hole.  Robby was oozing a
little pre-cum, however, and David's bottom was well lubricated with
hormonal desire.  Their young juices would help make the penetration
pleasurable for both of them.
	Laying there watching, I was suddenly amazed by how beautiful
Robby's hands were.  They were very pale in color, but the fingers were
long and thin (much like the boy himself), the perfect fingers for playing
the piano or, in this case, the organ.  Like his penis, his hand was lined
with a few blue veins that bulged from it, and I noticed that the veins
were also swelling out from his forearms.  They were pretty, making his big
hand and skinny arms look strong.  Since he was holding his erection with
his fingertips, his hands looked even cuter.
	He was grinning as his skinny body rippled with ribs and muscle,
pressing his gifted penis forward.  I watched as the head pressed against
David's butthole, saw the pointed end burying itself ever so slightly into
the tight warmth.  Robby's cock was pretty thin but it still looked too
thick for so young a boy.  Nonetheless, the more he pushed, the more the
hole stretched and even I started to smile as I saw the head going deeper
and deeper until the glowing purple shine disappeared inside the stretched
entrance to David's body.  David's butthole disappeared, too, Robby's penis
surrounded by nothing but the soft, hairless pale skin of the other boy's
buttocks.
	Robby pushed a little harder and both boys moaned as the head
slipped all the way passed David's protective muscles.  Inside now, Robby
let his slender penis shaft go and reached up to hold both of David's legs
against his chest.  David looked beautiful, laying there with his head to
the side, gazing up at the magnificent specimen of puberty who was
penetrating him.  His tanned face was flushed but looked adorable.  He let
out a cute grunt as Robby started pushing his gifted erection forward.
	I looked down again and watch Robby's penis slipping deeper inside
David's butt.  I was close enough now to really appreciate the beauty of
the boy's penis and particularly his pubic hair.  Like most Kovz Boys,
Robby's hair was only at the base of his penis on his belly.  His thighs
below were smooth like silk and his testicles, held snugly by a smooth,
thick scrotum, were equally smooth.  Just this sweet little bush of sparse,
curly black hairs amidst a patch of soft, downy little fuzz.  They were
even more beautiful against the exposed beauty of David's pubic region,
smooth and hairless and tanned.  The kid obviously spent a lot of time
naked in the sun for there was only the slightest hint of a tan line.
	More magnificent was the sight of Robby's thirteen year old penis
shaft, long and slender, slowly disappearing inside the other boy's body.
The veins around it were small but the way they bulged out made the boy's
cock look like iron.  As it disappeared inch by inch up into the other
boy's butt, it looked powerful and dominant.  Though David's bottom was
already well accustomed to penetration of foreign objects (erections were
only one of the things the boy had admitted up his poop chute), Robby
inserted his gifted penis slowly and I watched as the hairless brown hole
slowly swallowed up the long, young penis.
	I grinned delightedly as I watched it moving up inside David.  It
looked so big and David's butthole looked so small, and yet it was given
almost free admittance to the hairless boy's body.  Slowly I watched it
moving deeper, watched Robby's immature little pubic hairs growing closer
to the hairless crack along David's butt.  The scant inches of his penis
were the only things preventing the two from becoming one, from Robby's
young pubic mound merging with the baby soft contours of David's buttocks.
	Robby's skinny body rippled adorably as it pressed his erection
inward, closer toward full union.  His young face was a mixture of both
effort and adoration, obviously enjoying the increasing pressure along his
young cock.  As a Kovz Boy, David couldn't respond to the growing presence
inside his body with anything short of wonder.  He lay there, long
eyelashes almost totally closed over his eyes but still watching Robby's
skinny body descending between his legs, still feeling Robby's cock
pressing further up into his sensitive Kovzian butt.
	David took hold of his own hairless penis well before Robby was all
the way inside him.  Holding it between his thumb and forefinger, he smiled
at the pubescent boy penetrating him and started to masturbate.  David
finally let out a long, sweet moan from his young chest, feeling Robby's
seven inch erection poking at his young innards.  His fingers looked very
cute as he stroked his thick foreskin up and down on own sweet penis.
There was something really cute about watching boys masturbate,
particularly when they were as sweet and pretty as David was.  To see them
holding their own erections, caressing them with boyish tenderness building
to the passionate explosion that had earned the act the dubious distinction
of "beating off".  To a boy, a penis is a portable pleasure machine, a toy
he can take out and play with any time he wanted to.  I guess that's why I
thought they were so cute doing it.
	Robby's skinny body was rippled with ribs and little muscles as he
leaned forward on the backs of David's smooth thighs.  He grunted as he
finally pressed his little pubic hairs against the hairless opening to
David's body He was supporting himself on long spindly arms and now had
David's thighs pinned all the way back against his chest.  This left the
boy's round bottom splayed open, the slender young penis sticking all the
way up inside it.
	Both young boys let out pleasant giggle-gasps and Robby's thin hips
pulled back, his slender cock sliding slowly back out of the others
butthole.  He was in a great position for fucking and pulled out a full
five inches of boy cock before his belly flexed and his hips moved forward
again.  David's bottom, being designed for just this sort of love-making,
readily adapted to the hard penis inside it and it didn't take a lot of
work for Robby to slide the five inches all the way back in.  It made both
boys let out long, wonderful, high-pitched moans of wonder.
	I was still staring at the stretched hole of David's butt, watching
in fascination as Robby's throbbing cock started sliding in and out of it.
Occasionally, I glanced up to see the beautiful flexing of Robby's young
boy muscles.  He looked so skinny and hard, every muscle working in
rhythmic cooperation with the others, flexing in turn to first press his
hips forward and then pull them back.  It was the most natural movement a
boy could make, the rhythmic, constant gyrations of pubescent sex.
	David's eyes were closed now, his pretty face laying to one side,
fully worshipping the pleasant hardness in his butt.  He was still
masturbating slowly on his hairless, five inch cock, stroking it with
loving tenderness, feeling the pleasure in it growing incessantly with
every caress.  His other hand lay on his small, flat chest, not rubbing it,
just feeling the warm, baby soft skin affectionately.  Kovz, he was cute,
his face flushed with the joy of boy love, his eyelashes looking so long
and pretty on his soft cheeks.  His lips were full and parted slightly, a
sweet glistening showing the warm moistness inside.  Though I'd planned to
just watch the other boys doing it, seeing David's young lips and mouth was
just to tempting to pass up and I suddenly thought of a way I could really
enjoy the boys.
	Giggling excitedly at my cleverness, I excitedly crawled up onto
David, awkwardly slipping my head down toward his crotch beneath Robby's
flat, rippling belly.  Both boys instantly knew what I was doing as I moved
into a sixty-nine with the other boy.  My knees were straddling his face,
my hairless little erection directly above his mouth.  The boy laughed a
little as he let his own cock go to take gentle hold of mine.  He had to
bend it a little, pointing it down toward his lips.  I felt his mouth
wrapping around my three inch love pole and let out a startled cry of
delight.
	Beneath me, David's beautiful penis was throbbing on his hairless
pubic mound, the purple head glowing an excited red with his erection.  I
took hold of it, felt it pulsing between my young fingers, and pointed it
upward just as he had pointed mine downward.  I went down on the adorable
boy in a second, taking his hot penis head deep in my mouth then opening my
throat and descending all the way to his hairless belly and scrotum.  It
was a thick enough cock that it did hurt my throat a little, but I held it
there as I opened my eyes and found myself staring directly at Robby's
slender penis sticking inside the boy beneath me.
	The presence of my blond head between David's legs put additional
requirements on Robby.  He couldn't lay as far forward and David's thighs
lifted a little as Robby stood up.  He giggled through his excited panting,
still keeping his cock inside the other boy.  When he'd found a new
position that worked, he started fucking the boy again.  Now, with my mouth
full of boy-cock, I could watch Robby making love to the hairless brown
butthole only three inches from the actual sight of penetration.  It was
really cool, David's pretty butt looking so stretched and full.
	With Robby not laying so far forward, I lifted my head and let
David's penis slip out of my throat.  With my fingers petting excitedly
around his hairless cock, my lips started riding up and down on the young
thing.  I did this in time with Robby's fucking.  Every time his seven inch
cock slid up inside David's butt, I went down on his younger penis.  Every
time Robby slid his cock out, I slid up on David's cock until just the head
was inside.  It was obviously driving the young boy wild with pleasure
because we could both hear him crying excitedly in his chest, the sound not
able to escape his mouth because his lips were wrapped tightly around my
three inch cock.
	David, being excellently skilled in the ways of boy sex, realized
immediately that there was another orifice that could easily be plugged in
our current position.  As I felt his young hands taking hold of either one
of my round butt cheeks, I knew what he was going to do to me.  He didn't
penetrate my tight little hole right away though.  First I felt his fingers
teasing all along my hairless crack, from my tailbone all the way down to
the underside of my pink scrotum.  He petted my testicles so gently it was
like being rubbed with a feather and I was soon crying as loudly as he was,
both soprano voices muffled by penises.
	Robby was letting out occasional "Ooohs" and "Unghs" as his skinny
body continued working his hips back and forth, sliding his excited cock in
and out of David's body.  Though he could have watched David's fingers
feeling my butt, he closed his big brown eyes instead and just kept fucking
him.  He was really good, his pubescent instincts telling him just how to
move and just how fast.  Though he could easily have fucked David's willing
butt much faster, he just kept going up inside over and over again with
rhythmic regularity.  Orgasm was building in him at the same time it was
building in David and I.
	My bottom was prepared to admit David and the boy's fingertips were
soon petting the tiny, puckered little hole.  It felt nice and I moaned
happily, my body tensing as he finally pressed one finger up inside me.  My
head was still riding up and down on his erect penis in time with Robby's
fucking, but all I could think about was the tender pleasantness of the
finger fondling the inside of my butt.  My saliva was thick on David's
penis now, little trickles of it running down onto his smooth scrotum and
into the baby soft indentation at the root of his hairless cock.  His mouth
was just as wet on my little erection, the boy's tongue licking all over it
and even out to my little testicles.  Almost as nice was the feel of his
hard chest against my tummy, his abdomen against my own flat boy chest.
Our hearts were pounding against the other's body, both of us feeling the
rhythmic rising and falling of our young lungs, the wonderful vibrations as
we moaned with growing pleasure.
	Kovz, this was really great.  I hoped our orgasms would never come
just so we could keep this wonderful contact with each other.  David was
such a soft boy, his skin so warm and wonderful against mine.  His penis
tasted fantastic, throbbing excitedly on my tongue and between my lips,
loving the way my mouth made love to it as much as I did.  Though my butt
could easily have admitted several of his fingers, he stuck just his index
finger inside.  After wiggling it around for awhile, he started fucking me
with it, shoving it up me over and over again very quickly.  I don't know
if he was trying to tell me to go faster on his erection or not, but I
didn't do it, just kept in time with Robby's penis.
	My hope not to climax too quickly seemed to be working for none of
us came very soon.  Our love making went on like this for several minutes,
all of us just rubbing, sucking, fucking and loving each other.  It felt
like some oasis of boy pleasure, a calming, beautiful scene of squirming
young boy bodies in a sea of boredom and commonality.  I didn't want it to
ever end.  As wonderful as orgasm was, I almost preferred this long moment
of warm pleasure before the brief passion of ecstasy.  Robby and David may
well have been thinking the same thing for we had soon been going at it
longer than I could ever remember having sex with boys.
	With his entire pelvic area consumed by sexual coaxing, David was
certain to be the first to climax.  His orgasm was beautiful.  I felt it
first in his belly as his abdominal muscles tightened into a washboard of
hard, skinny flexing.  I could also feel his young chest filling with a
huge lungful of air, could hear a pathetic whimpering against my penis.  It
was clear by his excitement that the boy was having a simultaneous orgasm,
both his Kovzian butt and pubescent penis filling with rapture at the same
time.
	Robby could see the boy's impending orgasmic explosion too and
frantically started fucking him faster.  This was really something to see
and my eyes gazed up his adorable hips with awe.  His abdomen was so thin,
flat save for the firm muscles that rippled along to either side of his
little belly button.  He had been fucking with just his hips but now his
whole body got into it, driving his seven inch cock in and out of David's
little butthole, filling and emptying the boy's rectum with hardness.
	I stumbled and struggled to suck on David's cock with the same
speed Robby was using but I couldn't find it before the boy was swept fully
away with orgasm.  I could feel it down in the root of his hairless cock,
could feel tiny muscles loading his semen for ejaculation.  Then, as the
thirteen year old squirmed and cried with pleasure, I felt the muscles all
along his cock flex in a magnificent wave, from smooth belly, to swollen
glans.  Several of these contractions occurred, each one propelling sperm
up the thick five inches of his penis and squirting it out onto my tongue.
It was so sweet and warm, thin like a boy's.  Though his cock contracted
several times with orgasm, he didn't ejaculate much more than a teaspoon
full of the precious liquid.  I moan as my tongue lapped it around on my
taste buds.
	The air in his swollen chest expelled through his nose and I could
feel his young body collapsing in post-orgasmic joy.  Robby was still
fucking him very quickly and it took me a second to realize that this
thirteen year old was ready to come too.  He was so cute, his pretty face
contorted in a crying mask of pleasure.  Still sucking David's nice penis,
my blue eyes gazed up lovingly at Robby and watched his skinny body
squirming frantically to work his cock in and out of the other boy.  To my
surprise, however, he suddenly pulled all seven inches of his penis out,
took the furry young thing in his fist and started masturbating.  His
twisted face relaxed into a blushing smile as he stroked his penis off
before my eyes and I knew he was planning to give me the full force of his
pubescent ejaculation.
	Feeling my own little penis starting to fill with orgasm, I
pretended to be trying to hide my face from Robby's cock.  Since I was
unwilling to release David's softening penis, though, I wasn't likely to be
very successful.  Hence, just as Robby's young voice cracked with sweet
cries of ecstasy, I closed my eyes and bared my young face to his joy.  He
squirt pretty strongly for a kid who'd just had an orgasm fifteen minutes
earlier.  I felt the warm, thin liquid spraying onto my eyebrows, instantly
trickling down into my eyelashes and cheeks.  He squirt it all over my face
and into my hair, my nose filling with the sweet, musky scent of boy sperm.
	I smiled around David's bald penis as my skinny, hairless body
started jerking rhythmically, my boyhood flexing beautifully with orgasm.
Nice.  Wonderful.  David drove his index finger all the way in to the
knuckle and wiggled it there, not enough to give me an anal orgasm, but
certainly enough to add to my penis's pleasure.
	Grinning from ear to ear, Robby's long, skinny body collapsed onto
the bed, his big penis dripping the last of his young semen.  Both David
and I let our penises slip from our mouths and lay gasping against each
other, all three of us fully satisfied.  Robby's sperm was still running in
my face and my tongue licked what it could from my lips.
	"Kovz, that was great," Robby giggled.
	"Man," David agreed, his soft body heaving up and down beneath me.
He pulled his finger out of my butt, both his young arms falling to the bed
exhausted of strength.  His penis was really soggy beneath my face but I
kissed it lovingly, enjoying the hairless young skin around the base of it.
When he was rested enough, he started kissing my little boyhood too.  It
was nice.
	When we were all strong enough, we returned to the bathroom for
another shared bath.  Robby's semen trickled down my flat chest and I wiped
it from my eyes so I could see where I was going.  We played in the tub for
a long while, sometimes cleaning each other, sometimes giggling and
splashing water.  Cute we must have been, three blond naked boys ranging
from my hairless little childhood to Robby's swinging cock and pubic hair.
	Soon, I was laying between Robby's long legs and the boy was
sprawled against the stairs of the pool as I sucked his penis.  All the
while, David's large hands were massaging my little buttocks and stroking
his own cock.  No sooner had Robby's seven inch erection emptied its
teenaged cargo in my mouth than David was eagerly pulling my naked body
over to his.  Like Robby, he ejaculated on my happy tongue and down my
young throat.  We were exhausted by the time we were finished and returned
to the bed.  We crawled under the blankets and fell asleep, our naked
bodies intertwined, our hands in tender places on our bodies.
	
	Guardian Rick brought the virgin boys for the Draft the first thing
in the morning.  Robby, David and I barely had time to take showers when
the older Guardian knocked on the door.  The three of us had just finished
drying off and were still standing in my room naked, but I yelled for him
to come in anyway.  Fortunately, he'd left the little boys in the entryway
downstairs or they'd have treated themselves to our naked young penises.
	"Well, what have we here," the older boy smiled at our young cocks
as they dangled naked on our balls.  "I heard you three had a long night
last night." You couldn't keep secrets in the palace.  Robby was probably
the prettiest of us when he was naked because his penis hung down farther
and swung gently as he moved.  Even I was looking at it, but then I was
always willing to look at a pretty boy.
	"You just keep quiet," David grinned, putting his hands on his hips
and baring his naked penis proudly.
	"No offense meant," Rick grinned at the young boy's pretty body.
	Robby and David left and I scurried into a pair of shorts and a
tank top.  When I was done, Rick and I walked down to greet the new
arrivals.
	The boys were blushing as we entered, their eyes fighting to keep
from looking at the naked statues in the entryway.  As Rick introduced them
I realized what he had been saying about how shy and innocent they were,
not to mention how adorable they were.  These weren't all the boys who were
to be in the draft, just the innocent ones that I was supposed to "educate"
in the next few days.  The more experienced boys would be brought just
before the actual draft day.  Whatever the others looked like, this was a
marvelous group of young boys and I found myself selecting the ones I most
hoped would be in Yellow.  I wasn't allowed to use my position in this way,
however; as the Guardian of the Draft, I wasn't allowed to influence any of
the boys about the towns and wasn't to advise the towns about the draftees.
From the looks of the eleven cute boys in front of me, no one was going to
be disappointed in them.
	Then my eyes fell on a small boy so much smaller and younger
looking than the others that I couldn't believe he was actually supposed to
be in the Draft.  He was an incredibly cute boy, mind you, but he didn't
look like he could be more than seven or eight years old: certainly too
young to actually be in puberty, or even close enough to it to be one of
the Houses "puppies".  He looked like a boy who should be in White, not
Baby Blue.  I grasped Rick's arm and pulled him to the side.
	"What's with that little boy?" I asked.
	"That's Bobby," he grinned.
	"How old is he?"
	"Eight.  "
	"He's just a child.  Don't you think he's a little young to be
going through the Draft?"
	"I know he looks like a child, Kely," Rick smiled back at the small
boy.  "But he gets erections all the time... Besides," he added with a
cunning grin.  "all of the houses get to have a few little boys to play
with.  I think this one's a Satyr."
	I knew what he was doing now.  Little Bobby was probably still in
White House and Rick had just gone by and picked him up to make the Draft
more exciting.  It's true that we did allow some prepubescent boys to go on
to the Great Houses, but only when they had shown a real interest in their
bodies and penises.  By the sweet, innocent, confused look on Bobby's face,
I strongly doubted that he'd ever touched his penis except to wash it.
	"You can't make a little boy go through the Draft, Rick," I
admonished.
	"I can, too," he replied firmly.  "There's nothing in the rules
that says a boy has to be in Baby Blue, and I'm the one who gets to decide
who goes through."
	I argued for a few minutes more before I realized that Rick wasn't
going to back down.  I let it go only by making an agreement with myself to
find a way to get the boy back to White House where he belonged.
	We deliberately avoided taking them through the Hall of Boys: one
look at all the statues of boys having sex would have scared these shy kids
to death.  Instead, we walked through the courtyard where the statues were
merely naked, albeit some with tense little boners.  I put all of the boys
in the rooms closest to mine and picked a cute boy named John to take the
room right next to me.  I wasn't surprised to see Erin, Jonathan and David
casually coming through and checking the boys out as they unpacked.
	Erin was grinning and blushing when he finally came up to me.
"Kovz, they're so cute."
	"You keep your hands off them, Your Majesty," I grinned.  "There'll
be plenty of time later for playing with them.  Hey, Erin," I added as I
saw him looking uncertainly at Little Bobby.  "Rick picked up that boy from
White House.  He's too young for the Draft.
	"I know," Erin said solemnly.  "I said he could."
	"You said he could?!" I asked astounded.
	"Well, he said he wasn't going to pick a boy that little," Erin
defended.  "He said it would be a little boy who was almost in puberty
anyway.  Besides, what am I supposed to do to stop a Guardian?  You guys
are in charge of the Draft."
	It was obvious that the thirteen year old king wasn't going to do
anything to save the little boy.  This shouldn't come as any surprise: Erin
was well known for his infatuation with bald little penises and innocent
little boys.  I would have to think up something else later.
	I called all the boys together and introduced them to the king and
princes.  Needless to say, they were all stunned and obedient.  Erin even
told them that they could call him by his first name, something they all
cherished and something no doubt designed to give him an inroad to playing
with them later.  That was really okay with me because I had no idea how I
was going to educate so many virgin boys.
	Once our visitors were gone and the boys had unpacked their few
belongings, I decided that the first thing we should do was show them
through the palace which we accomplished in less than an hour, again
skipping the Hall of Boys.  They were all confused by the game rooms that
were intended for sex games and I didn't explain any of them very well.
It's true the rooms could be used for normal play, but the boys didn't see
much fun in hanging from elastic straps from the ceiling: that was because
the game was mostly fun if the boy was naked and other boys took turns
sucking on his penis.  There were loud moans and cries coming from Ryan's
room and the boys were afraid someone was being hurt.  I told them it was a
game, knowing that Ryan and Robert were still going at it beyond the door.
	When we got back to our section, I told the boys that they were
free to do anything they wanted, and all of them decided they wanted to go
swimming.  Soon, they had all disappeared toward the pool and I was alone
to plot.  There had to be some way for me to get Bobby out of the Draft
before the following week.  If he ended up in Purple or Green I'd never be
able to forgive myself for what they'd do to his little body.  Still, I
couldn't overrule Rick in boy selection.  I would have to find a way to
call a meeting of the Guardians and try to get them to intervene.  Failing
that, I had to protect the little boy from the loving attentions he was
bound to attract.  I was a little surprised a few minutes later when one of
the boys appeared at my opened door and knocked.
	"Hi," he said, stepping cautiously into the room.  "Mind if I come
in?"
	"No," I smiled to him.  It was Dean DeGrande, an extremely pretty
thirteen year old boy with black hair and deep brown eyes.  His skin was
very soft and brown making his slender face look cute and smooth.  He was
wearing a pair of white gym shorts and a baby blue tank top.  His legs were
long with the onset of puberty and looked very smooth and almost hairless-
nothing but almost invisible little brown fuzz on his lower calves.  The
boy was slender, but his small chest looked firm and boyishly muscular
through his tank top.  I could even see the tiny pricks of his erect
nipples through the cloth.  I couldn't see any hair under his brown arms as
he crossed to the bed and sat down.
	"Why did Rick move us here, Kelvin?" he asked.
	I shrugged and tried to smile.  Warmth and a pleasant boy smell
were radiating from him and I felt my eyes glancing over his small body
with growing fascination.  His thighs and shoulders looked perfectly smooth
and pretty, the skin as soft and clear as a little child's.  I could see a
small bulge in his shorts and almost reached out to squeeze his penis
before catching myself.
	"They said we were moving to one of the bigger houses, but he
brought us here."
	"Well..." I said, knowing my childish voice was coming out weak,
and awkward through my breath which instantly seemed more labored.  "You're
just staying here until the other houses decide which one you move into."
	"You want to go swimming?" he asked in a shy, boyish voice, his no
deeper than mine.
	"Sure," I nodded.  I thought the cute boy was going to try and
seduce me and was caught by surprise when he asked me to go swimming, even
more surprised by my answer.  Only minutes earlier I had turned down a
chance to swim with the young virgins, now I accepted Dean's invitation
reflexively, not even thinking before agreeing.  It was the boyishness that
remained in me despite the melding.  A boy's mind is boyish even when it
possesses greater knowledge.
	Though his high-pitched voice was soft and quiet, Dean did most of
the talking as we walked down to the swimming pool.  He seemed very shy,
but he also seemed to be very attracted to my small body; I could feel his
deep brown eyes watching me as he talked and every now and then he would
brush his smooth arm against mine or squeeze my little shoulder with
brotherly affection.  His silent, hormone inspired attentions embarrassed
me, but I loved them.  He was so eager to interest me in him, so eager to
draw my boylike eyes to look at him.
	Oddly enough, Dean fell silent and moved faster once we'd entered
the boy's locker room.  He didn't say a word to me as he peeled his tank
top up his slender young belly and abdomen.  Maybe he was afraid that I
would discover his interest and make fun of him.  I couldn't be sure.  If
he liked me in shorts and tank top, however, the boy was sure to be
re-inspired when he saw me naked.  With a happy, excited grin, I stripped
out of my clothes, my hairless, prepubescent penis dangling out between my
thin legs.  I smiled at it lovingly and blushed despite myself.  The
presence of the boy had partially excited me because my boyhood hung down
its full three inches, the pale flesh around the small purple head glowing
an innocent pink.  It even wiggled back and forth a little when I moved, an
image I enjoyed immensely.  I giggled at it and twisted my hips a little,
watching the young thing swing back and forth.  I looked up at Dean and was
delighted to see him standing there without moving a muscle, his hands
holding his tank top against his boyish chest and his big brown eyes
staring at my hairless penis with pubescent infatuation.
	He was very cute.  I couldn't see his chest through the tank top,
but I could see his lower back and sides and they looked as smooth and baby
soft as mine were.  His skin was a magnificent shade of brown and it looked
almost silky smooth.  His upper arms were pressed against his chest almost
protectively, causing his biceps to bulge a little.  Otherwise, his arms
were as smooth and hairless as the rest of his young body, even smoother
than his shins with their soft, almost invisible fuzz.
	He swallowed and his eyes looked up into mine, saw me smiling at
him delightedly though my pale cheeks felt hot.  I so adored his beautiful
young face that I didn't even look down as I felt my penis stiffen into a
boner.  I could feel it though, felt it rearing its naked beauty, pointing
straight out from my pale thighs, soon growing until it pulsed upward,
rhythmically moving up and down as if taunting the other boy to touch it.
When I saw Dean nervously look down at it again, I stole the moment to look
too.  It was as hard and excited as it had ever been, the knob looking hard
and shiny purple at the end of the skinny, white shaft, surrounded by pale,
hairless child skin.  How could he help but adore it as much as I did?
	Dean seemed very nervous as he tore his eyes from my stiff little
prick and turned back to his locker.  "Are you going to go swimming like
that?" his boyish soprano asked in embarrassment.  He sat down on the bench
and lowered his tank top, tossing it into the basket and leaning over to
untie his shoes.
	I shrugged in reply, my eyes twinkling admiringly as I watched his
thin ribs and young muscles ripple as he moved.  He looked soft and warm,
and the smoothness of his brown skin was driving me wild with affection.  I
stood there naked and throbbing, watching as he pulled off his shoes and
socks and bared his overgrown, pubescent feet.  Unable to contain myself
any longer, I went over to the bench and sat down on it beside him, loving
it when his eyes glanced down at my boy cock pulsing only inches from his
face.  I wasn't sure what to say to him, so I didn't say anything, just
slowly reached out my skinny arm and wrapped it across his thin shoulders.
I could feel his body jerk a little but didn't take my arm from him.  He
was perfect.  The feel of his skin was every bit as marvelous as it looked,
exquisitely smooth and warm, feeling even better as I felt him moving
beneath it, felt his heart beating rapidly.
	"What are you doing?" he asked, smiling a little and growing bright
red in embarrassment.
	I shrugged again, this time so close to him that I could feel his
arm rub against my side and felt his shoulder against my hairless armpit.
Dean had the small chest of a pubescent, made to look smaller by the
awkward length of his arms and legs.  He was boyishly muscular, his muscles
swelling in smooth mounds beneath two tiny brown nipples.  The skin was
perfect and unblemished, even his blush not infringing on the perfect brown
softness of his body.  His abdomen was noticeably longer than the rest of
his torso and he had a little belly button centered squarely on his baby
soft tummy.  Delightedly, I could see a slender bulge poking out at his
white gym shorts, throbbing with the same expectation mine had.  Boy cocks
were so much fun.
	I don't know where Dean learned to accept the touch of another boy
so easily but he didn't overreact as we sat there, me holding his
shoulders, him gazing nervously at my stiff little boner and the mound in
his own shorts.  By everything we knew, he hadn't even masturbated, much
less done it with another boy.  I was beginning to doubt that, however.  I
was certain that he understood why his penis had an erection and I
suspected that he had fantasized a great deal about other boys.  Now,
however, faced with a real flesh and blood boy holding him and presenting
him with another erection to fondle and adore, he was having a real attack
of nerves.
	That was okay.  Just sitting there with him, I knew he would go
through with it.  He just needed a few minutes to accept the fact that his
time for love had finally come.  Knowing that he was going to do it to me
made my penis feel harder, hard enough to ache a little in eagerness.
	When his trembling, nervous fingers finally reached out and touched
my erection, I let out a gasp of pleasure and excitement.  His hand
twitched as if he was about to jerk it back but when I smiled and sighed,
he let his fingers move back over it.  "Do you like that?" he asked in a
soft, nervous voice.  My penis was pulsing so frantically he need hardly
have asked.  It felt great.
	"Yeah," I panted softly.  "Do you?"
	"It's really hard," was all he could say.
	"Do you want me touch yours?" I asked, realizing he'd misunderstood
my first question.
	He swallowed nervously, but nodded, big brown eyes still gazing
into mine with hopeful trust.  He was still holding my stiff little boner
as I let my hand move over between his legs.  I let my fingers slide over
the front of his shorts, feeling for the hard throbbing they concealed, and
Dean started panting like I was.  He still had a boy-sized penis, not much
more than four inches long, but the way it was pulsing told me it was more
than ready for boy love.  Even through his shorts, I could tell the boy
wasn't wearing underwear.  The pretty kid was staring down, watching in
wonder as my small hand took hold of his erection through the shorts.
	"Do you ever rub on it?" I panted to him, seeing how expectant he
was as he watched my fingers.
	"Do you?" he asked without responding.
	"Yeah," I breathed back, my erection feeling harder in his fingers.
	"Do you want me to take my shorts off?" he asked, rather than
volunteering his naked erection.
	"Yeah," I said immediately.
	Nervously, but with surprising swiftness, he let go of my cock and
stood up.  He pulled his shorts down and sat to pull them off his legs.
His penis stuck out rock hard and pulsing as dramatically as mine was.  It
was astonishingly beautiful, about four inches long and boyishly slender.
It was a little darker a shade of brown than his baby soft belly but looked
just as soft and smooth, the skin thick and childlike with no visible veins
at all.  This despite the fact that the boy was quite obviously
circumcised, the skin along his smooth shaft stretched as tightly as mine
was.  This left his penis head shining in full splendor.  It wasn't as
spherically shaped as mine was and had taken on the more pointed appearance
of an older boy with the slit gaping open at the very tip of it.  Despite
the darkness of his body, his penis head was as bright a purple as mine
was, all the more dramatic against his soft brown skin.  It was shining
gloriously, the little head fully swollen with erection.  Kovz, it looked
like it would feel wonderful in my mouth.
	Most adorable to my prepubescent eyes was the little circle of
black peach fuzz that surrounded just the very point where his erection
joined his body.  It grew in no more than a half inch from his penis but
was fairly thick, enough to make it look furry.  These weren't mature pubic
hairs -- nothing more than the first sprouts of blossoming puberty --
downy, soft and straight.  Nonetheless, they were so dark and so thick that
they gave the boy a decidedly maturing look.  As usual, I was very jealous.
	Like me, Dean's penis was pulsing visibly, moving up and down
between his smooth hairless thighs, the young thing pointing up at his face
as if pleading with the boy to caress it.  He was looking down at it too
but was stealing glances at my smaller, less mature erection.  Rather than
going ahead and pleasing his own, he swallowed and reached over for mine
again, taking it in his fingers with wonderful gentleness.  I was so
excited by this point that my whole body jerked with pleasure at the touch
of his fingers on my genitals.  For a moment, I just sat there and reveled
in the nice feelings.
	"You can still touch mine," he said, "...if you want to," he added
bashfully.
	Needless to say, the kid didn't know who he was dealing with.  I
reached for his erection immediately and he started panting louder as I
took hold of it, the furry thing pulsing even faster than it had been
before.  I imagine the boy thought he was guiding the entire encounter for
I soon felt his fingers rubbing the skin of my penis shaft up and down on
my erection.  The kid was masturbating me and I clearly knew that he wanted
me to masturbate him.  Thus, despite all my desire to give that exquisite
penis the blow job of a lifetime, I started rubbing my fingers up and down
on it.
	Dean closed his eyes and sat there, clearly enjoying the feelings
in his penis.  He was panting loudly and sometimes let out little cries but
these were very soft and quiet.  He was totally into his pleasure.  I liked
what he was doing to my boyhood too but I took the opportunity to look at
his erection.  Despite his peach fuzz, his scrotum was still very smooth
looking.  As I rubbed the skin on his penis up and down, the young skin of
his ball sack moved with it and the maturing balls it contained move up and
down inside.  I was really impressed with this young boy.  Presumably, he'd
never had sex with another boy before and yet he was accepting it with
relatively comfortable pleasure.  We were sitting there naked, each
masturbating the other, and Dean seemed to like it.
	As the pleasure in my own penis started to grow, I laid my head
down against his upper arm, rubbing my smooth cheek against his soft skin.
This didn't seem to trouble Dean at all and his fingers didn't miss a beat
as they stroked me off.  I gazed down at my small boyhood, fully inflamed
with erection.  It looked small and pale in Dean's young brown fingers, but
it felt nice there, too, as if Dean was well accustomed to masturbating
little boys.  He might well have been.  Before coming to Kovzland, he had
been an orphan in Tarsec.  He might well be one of the most experienced boy
lovers we had adopted to date.  Nonetheless, he was also very tender and
very loving, evidenced by the gentle pleasure he was stroking into my
boyhood.  Perhaps he didn't need the Draft.  At that moment, however, I
needed him and I lay against his soft, warm body and moaned softly with his
tender love.
	It was a rare kind of love for me.  Most boys got so excited that
boy sex became some frantic effort to achieve orgasm.  Dean wasn't like
that.  Even as the pleasure in both of us grew greater, the pretty boy just
kept rubbing steadily and consistently on my erection and I did the same to
his.  He was panting happily and I was moaning, but we just kept rubbing
and rubbing on each other's young penises and enjoyed the gradual,
incessant growth of pleasure in them.
	Dean's rare little cries started to increase showing that he was
going to be the first to climax.  Despite his growing proximity to orgasm,
however, the boy kept rubbing on my penis with the same steady cadence; he
didn't rub faster on it and he didn't squeeze the stiff little thing.  His
small, baby soft body just started getting tighter and his high-pitched boy
voice took on a slightly tenser edge.  It was really sweet to me and even
in my excitement I just kept rubbing his erection at the same speed.  I
wanted to lift my head from his shoulder so I could see his beautiful body
having an orgasm, but I feared that moving would distract him and I really
wanted him to enjoy it.  Thus, I just sat there and gazed at his little
belly and young penis as he grew closer to his orgasm.  His penis head
stood out even more grandly from his soft brown shaft now for the purple
had grown still brighter, looking almost pink in its shining purple.  Boys
with his coloring usually had brown penis heads but Dean's was decidedly
purple.  It looked almost unnatural.  The pleasure that it was giving the
boy, however, showed that it was just as natural as any boy's was.
	With the same steady self-discipline, little Dean's orgasm took
gradual control over him.  Though he tensed considerably as it neared, he
didn't get quite as tight as most boys I knew did.  It seemed almost like
he didn't let himself get tenser, just kept the pleasure growing and
focusing all of it inside his young four inch penis.  When the final orgasm
seized him, it wasn't the kind of ravaging orgasm I'd gotten used to.
Oddly, I felt certain that the boy felt as much pleasure as any other boy;
he just focused it differently.  His boyish voice cried out softly and
little spasms raced through his young muscles, but the boy didn't jerk
frantically like others.  Instead, he just sat there on the bench with
relatively mild jolts shooting through him, each one accompanied by a
tender flexing all along his young penis.
	I had been with enough boys by this time to know that some hairless
boys ejaculate a great deal and that some boys with sparse, curly pubic
hairs still didn't ejaculate at all.  Thus, I wasn't really expecting much
of anything as my small lover had his orgasm.  I was nonetheless gazing at
his shiny, almost pale, purple penis head and watching for whatever did, or
didn't, happen.  The little head flexed a couple of times and I sat and
concluded that he was still too young for sperm like I was.  The third
time, however, the tiny slit opened a little bit and squirt out a thin,
milky juice.  Little droplets of immature semen squirt all the way up
across his firm little chest and I kept rubbing on the young thing, envious
again that yet another boy had been given the treasure that I still lacked.
	Like most younger boys, Dean didn't have a lot of sperm.  He might
not have had any, so thin were the grayish-white droplets that appeared on
his smooth skin.  Nonetheless, a little boy juice was better than nothing
which was still all my boyhood had ejaculated.  It was very pretty on his
soft chest and belly and I gently squeezed his small cock until the last of
his seeds trickled out over my fingers.  The boy didn't open his eyes as
the full pleasure of orgasm swept over him and subsided, just sat there
panting and crying softly.
	All during his orgasm, with the exception of a few brief seconds at
the absolute climax, Dean's fingers kept masturbating my hairless boyhood.
The wonderful boy, despite his pleasure, scarcely forgot mine for a moment.
As he sat there gasping and regaining his breath, he continued his steady
rhythmic strokes on my small penis.  I don't think the boy opened his eyes
at all during the two or three minutes it took before I had my
prepubescent, dry orgasm.  His gentle caresses and the calming example he'd
set gave me a whole different appreciation for sex.  By the time it
climaxed, the pleasure was almost serenely painful, coursing through my
young veins and filling my whole body with an astonishing warmth.
	Dean, young as he was, held my smaller boy all during my orgasm and
I felt like he was there having it with me.  I jerked spasmodically,
perhaps not quite so severely as I usually did, and it felt more loving
than any of the ones that were more intense.  As the passion broke, a
greater soothing warmth swept over me than I'd known in a long time.  Even
before the full relief had hit, I found my small body cuddling closer to
Dean's, the wonderful boy stroking slower on my penis, instinctively
knowing that you can't be too gentle with a boyhood that's just climaxed.
	For several minutes we both sat there cuddling, young fingers still
gently fondling little penises.  Kovz, Dean was going to make a wonderful
lover.
	"Are you ready to go swimming?" he asked finally in a soft, soprano
voice accompanied by a loving caress across my little shoulders.
	I gazed up at him as he stood, his young penis dangling limply on
his smooth scrotum.  I wanted to stand up with him, but I was certain that
my knobby knees would buckle.  "I think I'll wait a little while," my
boyish voice said.
	"Okay," he smiled down at me as he wiggled into his swimsuit.  His
beautiful cock swung back and forth before he covered it up.
	"That felt really good," I smiled up at him.
	He just blushed brightly through his soft brown cheeks and an
adorable, happy smile came to his pretty face.  "Come out, okay?" he smiled
down at me.
	I grinned up at his firm, boyish chest.  "Definitely," I nodded.
	Once Dean was gone, I lay back on the bench and marveled.  Kovz!
I'd already known a lot of lovers but Dean, who I still suspected hadn't
had much experience with other boys, had just introduced me to a whole new
realm of pleasure; not greater, mind you, but different... special.  I
suspected there was more to this sex thing than even I had experienced yet.
	One thing I was certain of Dean was a very special boy.  Whatever
else happened in this Draft, I had to make sure he got to a place that
would allow his natural love and affection to blossom.  Not Green or
Purple.  Maybe not even Yellow.  This boy should be cherished.
	One day, there wouldn't be any virgins going through the Draft.
Every boy in Baby Blue would, at minimum, have gone through the Rite of
Passage.  Likely, too, he would have spent months or years in Baby Blue,
experiencing the tender process of young puberty with other boys like him.
As he matured and grew more comfortable with his sexuality, he would soon
attract the attention of the Great Houses who would begin to court him with
presents and invitations to dinner.  By the time he went through the draft,
we would be ready to assume the full relationships of other boys.
	Not, so, this time.  Most of the boys in Baby Blue had been placed
there somewhat arbitrarily.  In the past few weeks (or days for some),
they'd hardly had a chance to learn about life in Kozvland.  It was a lot
of responsibility to be Guardian of the Draft for this particular year.  I
think was going to enjoy it.  Now, however, it was time to go swimming.