The Second Chronicles of Kovzland
Book 1:  Return of the Kovz King
Chapter Twelve

    The next morning was one filled with excitement and nervous 
anxiety.  I had never been to school before, but I had some idea 
of what one was.  Still, I was filled with uncertainty and I 
could tell by Travis's behavior that he wasn't any more sure than 
I was.  Most notable was the fact that he didn't even try to 
sneak into the shower with me, just moped around in the room 
until I was finished and he could take his turn.  Our new clothes 
were dropped off before we were even awake and James dutifully 
picked out a pair of grey slacks, white shirt, bow tie and blue 
blazer for me.  When I was dressed, I cut quite the figure of a 
young aristocrat and felt eager to show off my nice clothes even 
as I felt frightened at facing the school.

    Travis wore a matching outfit and the two of us sat silent 
and nervous at the breakfast table as Calvin repeated warnings to 
us about the proper behavior for young gentlemen.  Afterward, our
suitcases were loaded into a very nice carriage and a coachman
drove the three of us across the wealthy parts of town toward the 
school.  As it turned out, the school was located just outside 
the walls to the king's palace and we could see the ornate struc-
ture looming higher above us as we approached.  It was mid-semes-
ter and all the other schoolboys were already inside the school 
walls so ours was the only carriage headed in that direction.  We 
couldn't even see the building from outside the high wall because 
trees completely blocked our view.

    The coachman drove through a wrought iron gate without stop-
ping, two guards snapping to attention and apparently recognizing 
the coach as being one too nice to be challenged.  Perhaps they 
had been expecting us, but I felt very wealthy indeed.  We rode 
up a cobblestone path and gradually the trees thinned until we 
could see a huge, three story brick building before us, with 
smaller, matching buildings scattered about the courtyard.  The 
road ran all the way to the large building and turned around a 
marble fountain that spouted water. Everywhere there were flowers 
and grass, well cared for and immaculate.  Travis and I looked at 
each other nervously, wanting to be excited by our wealthy new 
home, but feeling small and unworthy beside it.  As soon as the 
carriage stopped in front of the school, Calvin was jumping out 
and motioning us to come with him.  Swallowing a moment of panic, 
we obeyed.

    "Sir Calvin, of the Starr Estates," Calvin greeted the elder-
ly woman behind the desk we arrived at.

    "Of course, sir," she nodded demurely.  "And these must be 
the young men you spoke about."

    "Travis and Kelvin," Calvin nodded, the two of us giving 
slight, crisp bows as he had instructed us.  "They shall study 
here until their father returns from the Farlands."

    "Yes, of course.  Miss Millicent?" she called over her 
shoulder.

    From a back room, a young woman in her mid-twenties appeared.  
She was a very pretty woman, though she carried herself with 
aloof pride and obedience, an odd mixture but one she managed 
quite well.  Even in her full length dress, her figure was evi-
dent, for she had large, firm breasts and a slender body.

    "Miss Millicent will take the boys for testing, Sir Calvin," 
the elderly woman explained.  "It would be best if you were to 
say your goodbyes here."





    "There's no need for all that," Calvin brushed it aside.  
"Their father and I have little room for such niceties." He had 
warned us to be prepared for this brusk sendoff because warriors 
weren't supposed to show any affection. Still, it made me feel 
rather sad and I wanted him to stay and watch over us.

    "Very well, then." She waved the other woman away and I could 
feel her hands pressing my thin shoulders toward the door she had 
entered from.

    "But what about our suitcases?" I whined, anything to delay 
our entry into that foreign place called school.

    "They shall be taken care of, dear," Miss Millicent assured 
me, urging both Travis and I toward the door with slightly more 
persistence.  We walked weak kneed and frightened toward it until 
it closed behind us and we were along in the room with the young 
woman.  It was a dimly lit room but was nonetheless very formal 
and nice.  A half dozen student desks were lined up in front of a 
much larger desk that I took to be Miss Millicent's.

    "Take a seat there now, boys." She had a nice voice that 
relaxed me somewhat, but I still felt alone and Travis's tense 
silence didn't help matters much.  We sat in the desks beside 
each other and Millicent put a stack of papers in front of each 
of us.  "Now, boys, this is a standardized test to find out how 
smart you are.  You have one hour to complete it, but you can't 
look at each other's paper, okay?" We both nodded.  She gave us 
pencils and we were told to begin.

    Calvin had told us about the test; they would be used to 
decide what grade to place us in.  I was frightened of it for I 
wasn't even sure if I could read very well; as soon as I got 
started however, it was as if someone were telling me the answers 
for I was soon scribbling them down with ease.  I finished the 
test in twenty minutes, but Travis was sweating over his and 
ended up taking the whole hour.

    It had been assumed that Travis would just naturally score 
higher than I would and that he would just naturally be put in a 
class with other boys his age.  When the tests were graded howev-
er, a very different outcome presented itself:  I was to be 
placed in the seventh grade and Travis was going to be put in the 
fourth.  This would hold true only for the academic classes, we 
were told.  I would still be in the younger boys' P.E. Class and 
would live in the younger boys' dormitory.  Travis would be with 
the older boys.  I didn't understand why they made this distinc-
tion; all I knew was how badly I felt knowing that Travis and I 
were going to be separated.

    A second young woman arrived and she led me upstairs to the 
little boys' dormitory, leaving me there with instructions on how 
to get to the dining room and telling me to be there in two hours 
for lunch.  My suitcase was sitting on one of the top bunks still 
unopened.  After lunch I was to start attending classes with the 
other boys.  The dormitory wasn't very private.  In size and 
layout it actually resembled the boys' room at the orphanage in 
Tarsec.  From there the resemblance stopped for this room was 
very nicely furnished and smelled like fresh wild flowers and 
just a hint of the sweet smell of boy. There were twenty sets of 
bunks along either side of the dorm, separated by a fifteen foot 
wide aisle.  At one end was the entrance, and at the other was a 
sitting room with a small stage.  There was a door on that end 
that said "Boys' Bathroom", and three tables with games neatly 
stacked on them.  The floor had a very soft, clean carpet.  Each 
set of wooden bunks was separated from the one next to it by a 
closet that held the belongings of two boys.  I opened the one 
assigned to me and found the clean, starched clothes of a boy 

about my size already hanging there.  His were on one side, 
however, and I unpacked my bags and hung mine on the opposite 
end.

    I killed time waiting for the two hours to pass, finally 
going down to the boys' room to tinkle.  It was only one large 
room, with sinks and toilets lined against one wall and showers 
against the other.  There were no stalls or dividers.  Mirrors 
lined the wall above the sinks and there was a dutch door with a 
half dozen clean, white towels hanging on it.  The room had vents 
and smelled and felt clean and dry.

    When the two hours had gone by, I adjusted my bow tie, combed 
my silky blond hair, and followed the woman's directions to the 
dining room.  It was on the ground floor and I passed through the 
double door entry immediately amazed at the beautiful accommoda-
tions.  The tables were long and continuous like they were at the 
Work House, but they were clean and smooth.  Adult servants, male 
and female, were busy setting them for lunch; not gruel here, but 
plates of beef and vegetables and sauces.  There were bay windows 
along the walls looking out over lush green lawns and colorful 
flower gardens.  There was even carpet on the floors.

    About two dozen boys were already milling about the dining 
room, though it was plainly meant to hold several hundred.  They 
all looked at me and nudged each other, pointing at me with 
silent questions and occasional giggles.  They all dressed like I 
did so I wasn't out of place in that respect.  It was only that I 
was the new boy.  They were of a wide range of ages as were the 
additional boys who were soon flooding through the doors.  Some 
looked like they were only six or seven years old and others 
looked to be in their mid-teens.  I just stood looking silly 
until a middle aged man approached me.

    "You must be, Kelvin," he smiled at me, putting an arm around 
my shoulders.

    "Kely," I corrected softly.

    "I'm Dean Carlson, Kely.  We're very happy to have you and 
your brother with us."

    I was about to correct him about Travis, but he was motioning 
to a little boy and I managed to catch myself.  The boy who 
approached us looked younger than me and was a couple of inches 
shorter.  He had blond hair and blue eyes and looked very skinny 
in his slacks and white blazer.  He smiled bashfully at me, but 
seemed to be very friendly.

    "This may be a bit confusing," the man smiled, "but Kely, 
this is Kelly. Kely is a new boy with us, Kelly."

    The whirl of similar names made both me and the little boy 
giggle but he held his hand out and, after a moment, I shook it 
with boyish awkwardness. "Maybe it would be better to call me 
Kelvin," I grinned.

    The boy smiled and nodded.

    "Well, then," the man nodded.  "Kelly, Kelvin is a new boy 
with us. He'll have the bunk above your's.  I'd appreciate it if 
you'd keep an eye on him and make sure he knows where everything 
is."

    "Sure," the boy smiled.  He was very cute, his high pitched, 
childlike voice sounding like an angel's song.  I liked him 
immediately.  "Come on," he said.  He motioned with his head and 
I followed him to one end of one arm of the tables.  "This is 

where we always sit," he explained, taking one seat and me sit-
ting beside him.  "Where are you from?"

    "Vinepak," I said, using the cover story Calvin had told us 
about.

    "Wow!  That's a long way away."

    "My uncle lives here," I said.  "My brother and I are staying 
with him while my father is in the Outlands."

    "Gee.  Is he a knight?"

    "Yeah."

    Our boyish talk went on like this as the room gradually 
filled with boys.  All the ones who sat near us were introduced 
to me.  They were all little boys between nine and twelve years 
old and all were in the same dorm room.  I made friends very 
quickly but none so quickly as I did little Kelly.  We seemed 
drawn to be friends and by the end of lunch it seemed as if we 
had known each other for years.

    "Let me see your class schedule," Kelly said as we were 
finishing lunch. I gave him the sheet of paper they had given me 
and after a moment his pretty blue eyes grew wide beneath his 
long eyelashes.  "Wow.  These are all seventh grade classes," he 
said.  "Hey, look at this.  Kelvin's got all seventh grade class-
es."

    It embarrassed me to have my status shown about the table but 
the boys were obviously very impressed.  "He's in our P.E. 
Class," an eleven year old boy named Blaine said.

    "Yeah, but they always put younger boys in the same P.E.  
Class," another little boy said.

    "You must be really smart, Kelvin," Kelly said looking at me 
with admiration.  I could only blush and shrug.  As if on cue, a 
boy slightly older than us came up to the table.

    "Kelvin?  My name's Bryan.  Doctor Carlson said I should take 
you to your first class."

    "Hey, Stargel," Kelly cut in.  "Why's he in your classes?"

    "Beats me," the cute boy shrugged.  "I guess he's some kind 
of brain or something.  Still looks like a squeaker to me."

    Kelly and I parted with reassurances that he'd see me at P.E.  
class later that day and I left with Bryan.  It wasn't easy 
keeping up with the older boy for he walked his normal speed and 
didn't seem too concerned if I kept up or not.  He was positively 
darling, however, and I really wanted to be friends with him.  I 
could do nothing but tag along behind him and follow him through 
the halls and into a room.  He didn't tell me where to sit, so I 
followed him and sat in the desk right behind his.  The boys 
filling the classroom were older than me and I felt very little.  
To make matters worse, they were all paling around and being 
friendly with each other, the most I got was a brief gawk and 
giggles.  Suddenly I felt a boy shove me.

    "Hey, squeaker.  You're sitting in my seat."

    "I'm sorry," I said, quickly standing up and getting out of 
his way.  He was a couple of inches taller than me, a very cute 
blond haired boy with deep brown eyes.


    "That's telling him, Joshua," one of the boys jeered.  The 
others laughed at me and I felt like crying.  Sadly, I slumped 
back to the back of the room and found an empty desk.  I was 
still getting stares and giggles, but at least the boys left me 
alone.  My only relief from their taunts came when the teacher 
arrived and I was relieved to see that it was Miss Millicent.  
She gave me a friendly nod and smile and I was relieved when she 
didn't make me stand up and introduce myself.

    The class was History, something I had no reason to think I 
knew the slightest about.  I was so nervous I could scarcely pay 
attention to her lecture.  Instead my eyes drifted nervously 
about the room, looking at each of the thirty boys and wondering 
if any of them would be friendly.  My eyes were suddenly caught 
by a blond haired boy and I felt a queasy sickness in my stomach.  
I couldn't see his face, just the silky yellow of his hair, the 
young contours of his back through his blazer.

    "Kelvin, can you tell us what dynasty followed the Amok 
Dynasty?" Miss Millicent asked, cutting through my daydreaming.

    All eyes were turning on me and I felt my face growing hot 
and red as I stood beside my desk.  I looked over at the blond 
haired boy wondering if he would turn around so I could see his 
face, but he was writing something on his desk and didn't turn.

    "Mam'n, the Martel Dynasty followed Amok in the year 231, 
a.a." I had no idea how I knew the answer.  It just seemed to 
jump to my mouth.  It was enough to make the other boys break 
into a round of whispers and even enough to make the blond haired 
boy turn to look at me.

    The shock of seeing his face was even greater than the shock 
of being asked a question and I felt my heart lurch in my chest 
as his eyes and mine met for the first time.  It was Prince Tod, 
there was no doubt about it.  Still, the beauty of the boy in the 
portrait came no where near the beauty of the adorable boy sit-
ting in front of me.  Had I the power to change a single cell in 
that beautiful face I would not have changed a one.  He was 
perfect, absolutely without fault or blemish.  As I said, he had 
blond hair, but it was so blond that the silky, yellow sheen off 
it appeared almost white.  His eyes were a dazzling blue, per-
fectly clear and filled with boyish innocence, gazing at me 
beneath two thin, light brown eyebrows.  His eyelashes were very 
black and long and beautiful.  The most dazzling thing about him 
was the smoothness of his angelic face.  It was a very soft brown 
in color that contrasted with his pale hair with incredible 
beauty.  Even his small chin and small ears seemed to tug at my 
heart until I felt like my knees were water and I would crumble 
before him if only to look at that beautiful face a moment long-
er.

    "Thank you, Kelvin," Miss Millicent smiled at me.

    I managed to lower myself into my desk, Tod's eyes staring at 
me as much as mine were staring at him.  He must have become 
aware of how awkward it looked for us to gaze at each other as 
deeply as we were for he suddenly blushed and looked away.  
Finally he turned back in his seat and I was left trying to still 
the frantic pounding in my small chest.

    I could scarcely concentrate on the last part of the class, 
so enraptured was I by the young prince.  When the bell finally 
rang, I could feel Tod's nervous eyes watching me and I walked 
toward the door feeling awkward.  As if we were both subcon-
sciously trying to do it, we ended up at the door at the same 
time.  I glanced up at the same time as he did and our eyes met, 
me feeling like I would melt into the clear blue of the cute boy.





    "Hi," he said softly.  His voice was still a high pitched 
soprano just touched with the crackling edge of puberty.  My 
heart, already pounding, lurched with boyish adoration.

    "Hi," I swallowed back.  The press of the other boys forced 
us out into the hall and Tod was whisked away before we could 
exchange another word, leaving me to catch my breath and cool the 
blush from my face.

    I was rather pleased to finally get to gym class where I met 
with Kelly again.  The coach assigned me to a locker right beside 
the little boy and I hurried to change into my gym clothes to 
catch up to the others.  P.E. was easy and undemanding.  We 
played dodge ball and had a great deal of fun.  I liked being 
with the little boys.  They were all so cute in their white gym 
shorts, smooth, slender legs exposed to their tennis shoes.  My 
team was skins so all the boys around me were bare chested, their 
soft, hairless bodies looking so adorable.  Kelly was on the 
other team so he was wearing the same white t-shirt as those 
boys.

    We were both giggling as we walked back to the locker room 
together. All the boys were growing less noisy the closer they 
got to having to shower together and by the time we started to 
strip most of the boys were silent.  I untied my shoes then 
peeled out of my gym shorts.  Feeling shy and embarrassed, I 
didn't wait for Kelly to get naked and joined the crowd of naked 
little boys walking toward the shower.  I couldn't help stealing 
glances at their small, hairless penises and I could even tell 
that they were all doing the same with each other.  We were all 
so curious and the beauty of all those small, hairless bodies 
nervously showering together was delightful.  I didn't see any 
pubic hair on any of the boys, nothing but soft skin leading to 
cute uncircumcised little penises.  I could tell that several of 
the boys had noticed that my penis was circumcised, but none of 
them stared at it or said anything.

    I was just finishing my shower when Kelly nervously entered 
the tiled part of the locker room.  He looked even cuter without 
his clothes on, so smooth and hairless.  I could see the pretty 
mound between his slender thighs, pink and boyish, holding to a 
tiny pink penis and little testicles.  I was astonished, however, 
to see the small, purple knob of his penis head.  Kelly was 
circumcised, too!  I tried not to stare at the pretty little 
thing but he was so adorable.  Swallowing nervously, I quickly 
rinsed off and walked past him.  He was so shy, so embarrassed by 
his nude body.

    I took my time drying off and was just drying my feet when 
Kelly came hurrying back to his locker.  He had his towel wrapped 
around his waist, but he dropped it as soon as he was back 
against the wall.  I smiled at him, sitting with my knees spread, 
inviting him to look at my little boyhood.  He was blushing but 
his cute blue eyes slipped between my legs and he smiled back up 
at me, looking relieved to see that our little penises were so 
much alike.  He seemed more relaxed from then on and didn't make 
any effort to conceal the pretty boyhood of his youth.  I was 
looking at it even as he stepped into his underpants and slowly 
pulled them up his legs.  He knew I was looking at it, but just 
smiled and blushed.

    Kelly and I were almost inseparable from then on and spent 
the rest of the day at play.  P.E. was our last class so our 
afternoon was spent frolicking around the wide lawns and horse-
back riding down at the stables.  I didn't understand what was 
happening between us, but I soon felt myself drawn to the small 
boy and found my hands frequently finding any excuse to touch 
him.  My little penis got stiff every time we came in contact and 

I was going crazy with desire for him.  By the end of the day, I 
was so frustrated I felt like grabbing Kelly and fucking him 
through our clothes.  It was a strange fixation for a boy my age, 
but I found Kelly so adorable I could scarcely help myself.  The 
way his small, slender body moved, the way his gym shorts rubbed 
against his smooth, hairless thighs, the beautiful smile on his 
cute face.  I was absolutely infatuated with him.

    By the time dinner was over, I was willing to try almost 
anything to make love to him, to take his clothes off and see the 
beauty of his hairless little boyhood again.  We were in the dorm 
room and a few other boys were there playing games but I was 
scarcely aware of them.  I was sitting on Kelly's bed, my eyes 
gazing at his sweet, boyish face and glancing slowly over the 
slender curves of his body through his t- shirt.  The small boy 
even seemed to sense what I was doing for he was blushing and 
wasn't saying anything.  Occasionally our blue eyes would meet 
and we would both blush brighter, quickly looking away at the 
floor or at our shorts.  I didn't know if he could see my erec-
tion in my shorts or not, but it felt huge to me.

    Feeling sick with nervousness, I slowly reached out and 
started to lift the tail of his t-shirt up his body.  His baby 
soft, slender belly appeared before his hand reflexively jerked 
his top back down.

    "Kelvin," he whispered, but there was a glint of boyish 
excitement in his eyes and he even smiled at me.  I was so horny 
I couldn't help reaching for his shirt again and the small boy 
looked around to make sure none of the other boys were watching 
as he allowed me to lift the front up.

    I fell in love with the little chest before me.  It looked so 
soft and hairless, the small mounds of his boyish muscle as 
smooth as a baby's bottom, his nipples tiny little purple dots on 
his pretty, pale skin.  Kelly was biting his lower limp bashfully 
as I looked up and smiled at him and he swallowed nervously as he 
felt me pulling his shirt even higher.  He was gasping as he 
raised his thin arms and I pulled the shirt all the way up and 
off him.

    Kelly immediately looked around the room again as I gazed at 
his little chest and soft skin.  His yellow hair was in disarray 
around his cute face but it only made him cuter, the silky 
strands looking beautiful against the rosy color of his cheeks.  
His chest was so pretty I couldn't help touching it and slowly 
ran my hand from the baby soft nape of his warm neck, over his 
small shoulder and down across the slender contours beneath his 
childlike nipples.

    "Kelvin," Kelly warned again, but his eyes were watching as I 
caressed his little body and he liked it.  My fingertips slid 
very slowly across the small ripples of his rib cage and were 
soon petting the warm flesh surrounding his little belly button.  
For all his nervous breathing and excitement, I could tell the 
little boy was afraid of my proximity to his gym shorts and I 
could feel his smooth, skinny abdomen twitching nervously.  
Nonetheless, my fingers slowly took hold of the elastic to his 
gym shorts and Kelly did nothing more than tense visibly.  I 
pulled the yellow fabric down low enough that I could actually 
make out the slender little bulge of his penis in his tight 
underpants. It was obvious that the boy had an erection at least 
as stiff as mine and I longed to see that beautiful, hairless 
little penis naked.

    With Kelly sitting down, I couldn't take his shorts off any 
further, and I was astonished when the cute boy suddenly stood up 
in front of me.  He looked around to make sure the other boys 

were still busy on the far side of the room then turned and 
smiled at me.  Blushing thirty shades of red, the sweet little 
boy reached out and started pulling on my t-shirt.  I let him 
pull it off and we were soon both topless, our small, hairless 
chests looking almost identical in their smooth, boyish in-
nocence.  We were both having trouble breathing as I stood up 
beside him and we were both glancing nervously at each other's 
gym shorts.  I don't think Kelly had any real sexual desires 
despite his stiff penis.  It was more like boyish curiosity 
because I really doubted that the virgin boy had any idea what he 
could do with his little erection.  I was not so naive, however, 
and all I could think of was how nice it would be to suck his 
pretty penis and feel his little body shuddering with orgasm.

    Kelly looked at me expectantly a moment, then looked down and 
pulled the front of my shorts down to uncover my little penis 
mound.  I giggled softly in response and Kelly immediately pulled 
the shorts all the way down to my knees. I still had my underwear 
on, but my erection was obvious and we both repressed laughter as 
I quickly pulled Kelly's shorts down to his knees.  We stood 
there in our underpants grinning and blushing, both very shy 
about going the next step we both wanted so badly.  Finally, 
however, I reached out and pulled his underwear down far enough 
to look in.

    The sight that greeted me was so beautiful I could have 
cried.  The boy's penis, looking so lovely in its pale, hairless 
innocence, stuck out so hard I could see it throbbing madly.  The 
little head was a very bright purple and the sweet skin surround-
ing it had already grown red from excitement.  His little slit 
yawned open on the intense, shining glory of that little head. 
Farther down, I could see the beginning contours of his little 
testicles and hairless young scrotum.  His sweet boyhood was 
about the same size as mine and stuck out so straight I longed to 
feel it between my lips.

    Smiling in embarrassment and curiosity, Kelly quickly reached 
out and jerked my underpants all the way down to my shorts and I 
stood there with my little erection frantically throbbing toward 
the cute boy.  We both blushed down at it, throbbing so franti-
cally it hurt with its hardness.  It looked so straight, its 
slender two and a half inch length sticking straight out from a 
small, hairless mound between my skinny legs.  As if only play-
ing, Kelly grabbed my little penis causing me to jump, his awk-
ward fingers caressing the stiff erection as he felt the hairless 
skin around it.  He was grinning at me and I wondered if the 
sweet boy knew how good it felt having him touch my privates.

    "Okay, boys, it's time for bed."

    Kelly and I were so startled by Millicent's entrance that we 
frantically grabbed our shorts and pulled them back up.  We were 
sitting down on the bed and blushing brightly before Millicent 
even reached our part of the room and he didn't see what we were 
doing to each other.  The rest of the boys in our room were 
filing in with him and they all started stripping out of their 
clothes to get into their pajamas.

    "How was your first day at school, Kelvin?" Millicent stopped 
to ask me.

    "Fine," I said, certain she knew everything that had hap-
pened.

    "That's good." She smiled and brushed my hair.  "Looks like 
you two were in a hurry to get to bed," she said nodding to our 
bare chests before continuing on.  Kelly and I swallowed to each 
other in uncertainty, but there was no sign that she knew.





    All the boys were going ahead and changing with the woman in 
the room and I could see her looking at their small naked bodies.  
Kelly and I were more cautious than the others, because our 
penises were still throbbing like mad and we tried to conceal 
them from the other boys and from the woman.  When we'd finally 
managed to get into our pajamas, I quickly climbed up on my bunk 
and crawled beneath the covers.  I lay there silently until the 
other boys were all in bed and breathed a nervous sigh of relief 
when the lights finally went out.

    I tried to forget about Kelly, but every time I closed my 
eyes I could see his little penis throbbing and longing for 
relief.  Despite all my efforts, I couldn't get rid of my own 
erection and it seemed to beg for more attention with every 
passing minute.  After more than an hour of painstaking desire, I 
finally gave in and crawled down off the bunk.

    I could hear the steady breathing of the other boys in the 
room and was confident that they were all asleep.  I could even 
see Kelly's sleeping form in the moonlight, the small mound of 
his body beneath the covers.  Swallowing nervously, I reached out 
my hand, lifted his blankets and slowly slipped into bed beside 
him.  I could feel the small body beside me moving as Kelly 
rolled over and looked at me.  As soon as he recognized me, he 
smiled.  "What are you doing?" he asked softly.  He was so cute I 
could hardly believe it.

    I didn't know how to answer him except to shrug and my trem-
bling hands were already reaching out to start unbuttoning the 
boy's pajama top.  "Kelvin," he cautioned, his sweet eyes looking 
down to watch as I slowly bared his cute little chest again.  I 
smiled bashfully at him as the shirt fell open and my palms 
tenderly rubbed across the unbelievable softness of his prepubes-
cent body. My fingers even got to slip into his hairless little 
armpits and they felt as soft and warm as the rest of his smooth 
skin.  Kelly was embarrassed by my contact, but he leaned back on 
his elbows and smiled with me as I rubbed up and down his chest 
and belly.

    Utterly infatuated by the little boy, I pulled his blankets 
all the way off his body and tenderly lay my head down on the 
baby soft skin of his skinny abdomen.  I could feel his body 
swelling rhythmically as he breathed and couldn't resist rubbing 
my cheek back and forth across that smooth boy flesh. Kelly 
stroked my hair almost maternally as we lay there together but I 
soon felt his boyish curiosity urge him to take my shirt off too.  
His small hands nervously tugged at the shirt as if to tell me to 
take it off and I willingly sat up and unbuttoned it.  Kelly just 
gazed at my little chest as I pulled the shirt free of my arms 
and tossed it on the ground.  As soon as my chest was bare, we 
took his shirt the rest of the way off.  Soon he was laying on 
the bed and I was sitting beside him, both gazing at our half 
naked bodies, both taking brief glances at the other boy's pajama 
bottoms.  Despite the fact that we had both already seen the 
other boy naked and both shown marked interest in the other's 
penis, we were both very shy about taking the initiative.  We 
knew we probably weren't supposed to be playing with each other 
as we had been, but our desires were so sharp and longing we 
couldn't help ourselves.  I just about jumped off the bed when I 
suddenly felt Kelly's little fingers caressing my arm and the boy 
was soon very gently pulling me down beside him.

    We both almost giggled when I lay down next to him and our 
small, skinny chests were almost touching.  Our blue eyes gazed 
into the other's and we were smiling despite the deep affection 
we felt for the other.  Being more experienced than the cute 
virgin boy in bed with me, I very tenderly slipped my hand be-
neath his underarm and very lovingly pulled his little body 

against mine. Our chests, as soft as any baby, rubbed against 
each other with such amazing smoothness I immediately felt my 
penis filling with excitement.  For a moment I thought I would 
have an orgasm just holding the soft little boy but I didn't and 
was soon stroking his small shoulder blades and the smooth flesh 
across his slender back.

    Kelly seemed to take his cues from me for I soon felt his 
small hands exploring and caressing my body the same way I was 
feeling his.  It was a strange and exciting thing for us to be 
doing.  On the one hand, we could both sense the powerful pleas-
ures lurking just beneath the surface in our blooming bodies, on 
the other was the shy and embarrassed humor we felt at touching 
another boy like we were.  We were still smiling as we touched 
and caressed each other but we were blushing and awkwardly 
squirming with growing passion.

    As Kelly's small body grew closer and closer to mine, I 
suddenly felt the stiff little erection between his legs rubbing 
against my thigh.  He still had his pajama bottoms on, of course, 
but he wasn't wearing underwear and the bottoms were so light 
weight that it was very easy to feel the innocent size of his 
boyhood.  The pleasure the boy felt at that gentle pressure 
obviously surprised him for he tensed and gasped suddenly, quick-
ly pulling his hips away from me.  His face, though still smil-
ing, glanced quickly down our bodies in surprise and wonder.  I 
didn't give him too much time to wonder, however, because my own 
penis longed to feel his hard body against it and I pressed my 
hips forward until both our stiff little erections were rubbing 
against each other through our pajamas.  Kelly stopped smiling 
and started panting very nervously.  He was obviously very aston-
ished and confused.  It almost felt like we were naked already, 
so little did the pajamas interfere with our tender penises.  We 
tried to keep our breathing quiet as our skinny little bodies 
slowly and rhythmically rubbed against each other, our small 
chests pressed nipple to nipple, our excited erections growing 
ore sensitive at every moment.

    Kelly apparently couldn't handle the pleasure in his penis 
for he suddenly pulled away from me.  "No more," he said.  He 
rolled over on the bed and refused to look at me.  I just lay 
gazing at the slender beauty of his smooth back for the boy 
hadn't put his shirt back on.  He lay as if expecting me to go 
back to my bed, but instead I reached out and started petting his 
shoulder blades again.  The skin was so soft, so warm.  Gasping 
with nervousness and pubescent hormones, I crawled closer to him 
and gently pressed my little chest against the soft skin across 
his thin shoulders.  I could feel my erection press tenderly 
against the small crack of the little boy's butt and it felt 
wonderful through the fabrics.  Kelly didn't move during the 
entire encounter and I was soon slipping my hand around his 
skinny body, tenderly stroking his baby soft sides, reaching up 
to feel slowly across the little mounds of his chest, my finger-
tips just touching his tiny nipples, the warm skin on his hair-
less underarms.  I could feel his little body still swelling for 
air but the boy made no move or said anything.  Panting softly 
against the soft nape of his neck, I very slowly rubbed my hand 
over his thin rib cage, down his warm abdomen until I suddenly 
felt the elastic band to his pajamas against my fingertips.

    I longed to touch his sweet, hairless penis, but held back 
and slowly rubbed across his belly instead.  I felt like I was in 
Heaven and lay my cheek against his small shoulder as I tenderly 
caressed his body.  As if reeling in the pleasures of orgasm, I 
very slowly reached between the child's legs and softly lay my 
hand on his pulsing little penis.  This startled Kelly and I 
could feel his body jump in shock, but still he didn't stop me.  
My fingers thrilled with the beauty of his penis as they lightly 

felt the slender little erection through his pajamas.  Even 
through the fabric, I could tell how soft and smooth his hairless 
pubic mound was, could feel the soft contours of his little 
testicles in his boyish scrotum.  I knew I was going to have an 
orgasm at any moment, so excited was I by his stiff penis, but 
Kelly started to move and I moved back as the adorable boy lay 
over on his back.  He looked confused as his pretty eyes looked 
up into mine.  "Why are you doing that?" he asked softly.

    I didn't know what to say and just shrugged looking away.  I 
could tell Kelly was looking at me, but I was too embarrassed to 
look back.  When I realized the little boy was taking his pajama 
bottoms off I looked up in excited wonder.

    Kelly stripped quickly out of the pajamas and then lay back 
down on the bed stark naked.  He was so beautiful.  Like a child-
like Adonis, smooth, naked, hairless.  I was gasping even faster 
as I stared at the unbelievably pretty penis sticking straight 
out from his legs, so little, so incredibly smooth and hairless.  
Our eyes met briefly and Kelly managed a bashful smile.  "Take 
your's off," he said quietly.  I needed no further encouragement 
and sat down on the bed to pull my pajama bottoms down.  As soon 
as I was naked, I laid down beside Kelly, our small bodies look-
ing like twins, both so skinny and hairless, both so childlike.  
The only thing that detracted from the innocent beauty of our 
naked bodies was the intense erections that stiffened our hair-
less little penises, both throbbing frantically and begging to be 
caressed and sucked.  We lay there beside each other for long 
moments, both looking at our penises, both wondering what to do 
next, how to satisfy the hormones inside us.

    I couldn't look at his beautiful penis without dreaming about 
what it would feel like to touch it and I finally gave into my 
desires and reached between the child's legs again.  I took the 
cute little penis in my fingers and practically moaned at how 
wonderful it felt, so hard, so little.  It obviously made Kelly 
very nervous to have his penis held by another boy, but he just 
lay gasping, watching everything my fingers did to his little 
boyhood.  Adoring his hairless innocence, my fingertips slipped 
down and very slowly rubbed the warm, hairless crevice where his 
small scrotum joined to his smooth thighs.  It was so wonderful 
to feel his little testicles rubbing softly against the back of 
my hand, to feel the intense hardness of his penis as I held it.  
My fingertips took great liberty in feeling every precious inch 
of Kelly's penis and scrotum, even reaching down between his legs 
toward the hairless crack of his bottom.  I could tell that I was 
really getting the boy excited and his rock hard little penis 
seemed to get even harder.  I actually giggled when I saw his 
small hand slip between my legs and start fondling my own penis.

    We again spent several minutes discovering the warm, hairless 
pleasures of our penises, taking delight in their small sizes, 
the wonderful pleasures of their smoothness, the frantic throb-
bing of their erections.  After a time, we started to smile at 
each other again and Kelly started taking more and more liberty 
with my penis showing how much he liked it, how much he liked 
having me feel his penis.  We were both so horny by then that I 
knew the little boy and I were going to go all the way.  I wanted 
to suck his penis so bad I could scarcely think straight, and I 
hoped desperately that the boy would be willing to suck on me.  I 
couldn't bring myself to talk about it, however, just swallowed 
and turned my body around.

    Kelly looked confused as my naked body rolled around until my 
feet were near his head and his feet near mine.  It didn't take 
long before I could see his sweet, hairless, little penis stick-
ing out only inches from my eyes.  I was gasping with horny 
excitement as I stared at the pretty boy's erection and very 

tenderly took it in my fingers again.  The little head was shin-
ing and I very slowly moved it toward my slimy lips.  Rather than 
insert it right away, however, I stuck out my tongue and licked 
the two and a half inch length of the young penis.  I could hear 
Kelly gasp in shock but his penis tasted so good I didn't take 
time to explain anything to him.  My tongue slid along the boy's 
hairless scrotum, tenderly licked the soft contours of his small 
testicles, licked around the skinny, hairless base of his penis, 
his belly as soft and hairless as a child's.

    His sweet penis was very slimy by the time I again returned 
to the pretty little head.  I couldn't believe how hard the boy 
was, his little erection feeling like a slimy rock in my fingers.  
Hearing how heavy the boy was breathing, I very slowly pushed my 
head between his legs and pressed his little penis head against 
my lips.  Kelly gasped even louder in amazement as his small 
penis slowly pressed my lips open and the little penis head very 
slowly slipped into my mouth.  The hardness of his erection could 
be so easily felt in my mouth, the little ridge that separated 
his purple head from his pale shaft felt rock hard and throbbed 
madly.  I allowed the pretty boyhood to slide along my tongue and 
I was able to fit all of it into my warm, slimy mouth until I 
could feel the hairless skin around his penis pressed against my 
upper lip, felt his warm, hairless testicles against my chin, 
smelled the clean fresh aroma of his youth with my nose against 
his belly.

    Kelly gasped with every beat of his heart but he didn't moan 
during the three minutes it took to get his first boyish orgasm 
to climax.  I loved sucking on his little penis so much that I 
didn't slide it in and out of my lips like I had with my other 
boy lovers.  Instead I held it all the way in my mouth, sucked 
gently on it, licked it with my tongue.  It was plain the boy 
liked it and I liked sucking his hairless boyhood.  It felt so 
nice, tasted delicious, smelled like the sweet aroma of boyhood.  
I just lay there with my blond head between his thighs, my lips 
making slurpy noises as I sucked him, my hand rubbing rhythmical-
ly up and down on his soft belly helping to get him off.

    Finally, the little boy let out a very soft, high-pitched cry 
and his skinny body tensed visibly.  His orgasmic pleasure was so 
deep I could feel it caressing his little penis even as I con-
tinued sucking it.  With an electrical feeling of boyish pleasure 
in the air, Kelly's naked little body suddenly shuddered and I 
felt his pretty little penis flexing against my tongue, uselessly 
trying to squirt sperm the little boy was too young to have.  His 
orgasm lasted for more than ten seconds and he lay there squirm-
ing with the pleasure, his eyes closed, his little chest bulging 
with his small muscles as he fought to keep from crying out.  
Loving the length and breadth of Kelly's first orgasm, I watched 
as his small body slowly grew still, watched his little chest 
shrink as he let out a long breath of relief, watched his naked 
body relax.

    The hairless little penis in my mouth was already almost 
completely limp before the little boy opened his eyes and looked 
down at me.  Mostly, he looked afraid and very confused, but when 
I smiled up at him, his boyhood still between my lips, he sudden-
ly grinned and looked very happy.  I let his rubbery little penis 
slide out of my lips and we both stared at it, laying slimy and 
very small on the boy's hairless belly.  With a delighted giggle, 
I twirled around and lay back beside Kelly, pressing my chest and 
naked body against his.  My penis looked almost funny, so small 
and sticking straight out between my legs.  I didn't expect Kelly 
to know what to do with it, but as I slipped one of my hands 
around his shoulders, my other hand reached between my legs and 
immediately started to masturbate my hairless erection.


    Kelly seemed to think masturbation was pretty funny, because 
he had to fight to keep from laughing at me jacking off.  I just 
smiled happily as I gazed at his pretty face and chest, smelling 
his fresh youth still, exciting myself with the love I had for 
his naked body.  I even managed to rub my sensitive little penis 
head against the other boy's hairless thigh as I rubbed up and 
down on it.  The little boy excited me so much that my orgasm 
climaxed even faster than his had.  I gritted my teeth to hold my 
explosion in and my naked little body jerked frantically against 
Kelly as orgasm flooded my mind.

    When we were both finally relieved of our hormonal needs, we 
collapsed against each other.  We didn't speak, so content did we 
feel, just curled our soft body's together, let our penises touch 
each other, and happily drifted off into boyish slumber.

    When we awoke the next morning, we were instantly aware of 
the mass of little boys huddled around our bed.  Most of them 
were still in their pajamas, but a few wore only their underpants 
and a couple were naked, their little hairless penises scarcely 
detracting from the embarrassment Kelly and I faced. Not only 
were we laying naked in bed together, but we hadn't even thought 
to cover ourselves with the blankets.  All the little boys could 
see us and, to make matters worse, Miss Millicent was scurrying 
down the room toward us.

    We sat up, both frantically looking for something to conceal 
our naked little bodies, as she approached.

    "Oh, dear," she sighed stopping before our blushing young 
faces.  At first she looked angry but her face gradually relaxed 
into amusement.  "Well, you don't look old enough for this sort 
of thing but some boys are faster than others.  Quickly now," she 
said pulling our bare shoulders to our feet.  "Get dressed.  
You'll have to see the Dean of Boys immediately."

    Kelly and I were certain we were going to get a spanking as 
we sat nervously waiting to see the Dean.  We didn't say anything 
to each other and I sensed that the little boy beside me was very 
ashamed of what we'd done the night before.  My heart was in my 
throat when the door opened and we were told to come into the 
office.

    "Well, boys," the graying man said after we'd taken seats in 
front of his desk.  "What were you doing in bed together last 
night?"

    "It was cold," my high pitched voice blurted out.

    "'It was cold', huh?" he echoed.  "Then why didn't you have 
any clothes on?"

    It went from bad to worse with the Dean telling us how naugh-
ty it was for boys to sleep together and how we weren't to do it 
ever again.  He tried to get us to tell him we'd had orgasms, but 
we evaded the issue and he seemed to doubt it.  Finally, he 
explained to us that we would both be moving to the older boys 
dormitory immediately, though he never told us why.  We didn't 
even go to get our things from the old room for they were being 
moved without us.  It wasn't until second period before I got 
back to class, feeling shy and embarrassed.

    The boys in the new dorm weren't very much older than Kelly 
and I were. In fact, some looked even younger.  It was still a 
large room, but the divisions between bunks was less clear and 
all the boys could see anything that went on at any of the oth-
ers.  After classes, Kelly and I stayed very close to each other. 
The little boys in P.E.  had made jokes about us sleeping togeth-

er and soon the whole school knew about it.  It didn't seem to 
matter.  Even though we scarcely said a word to each other all 
day, and certainly not the gentle pleasures we had with our 
little penises, there was an unspoken closeness between us that 
was enough to stay strong despite the other boys' jokes.

    I sat on the bench after P.T. and watched Kelly peel his gym 
shorts down his legs, a loving ache in my stomach as I saw his 
sweet, hairless little penis sitting on his pale scrotum.  He 
stood there naked and waited for me to undress too and it was all 
I could do to keep from holding his skinny little body against 
mine.  We walked together to the showers along the river of naked 
little boys, my eyes gazing at their beautiful young bodies with 
appreciation.  It was exciting to be around so many naked boys, 
all of them in the hairless flower of boyhood, all of them with 
little, uncircumcised penises that I longed to fondle with my 
fingers.  They didn't make fun of us once we were all naked, in 
fact they seemed to join us in the nervousness of boyish nudity, 
silent, blushing boys who inevitably took turns glancing at 
sweet, hairless penises.

    Kelly and I watched each other dress with blatant smiles at 
the other's little penis.  We both knew how pleasant they could 
feel and both longed to play again.  When we were finally dried 
and dressed, we left the little boys behind and quickly went out 
to find some privacy in the schoolyard.  There were several 
copses of trees and Kelly and I went to one without speaking.  My 
heart was beating faster and I could feel my penis already stif-
fening.  Soon we were hidden in a small clearing in the woods and 
turned to face each other.  We didn't say a word to each other, 
just blushed and smiled down in embarrassment. Our boyish excite-
ment filled the air and I could actually see the sweet bulge of 
Kelly's little erection in his jeans.

    When Kelly finally reached for my pants, my body flinched and 
I gasped in nervous passion.  I looked down and watched as his 
trembling fingers unsnapped my pants and very slowly unzipped 
them revealing my boyish underpants. Only then did he look up at 
me, his cute face blushing, his blue eyes filled with fear and 
desire.  His small hands awkwardly pulled my pants down to my 
knees and I stood there with my little penis throbbing visibly 
through the white cotton underwear.  Very nervously, his finger-
tips caressed the stiff little mound of my boyhood and a shiver 
of pleasure swept along it's length and all through my body.

    Feeling no less nervous than he did, I took hold of the snap 
to his pants and undid it, unzipping them and pulling them down 
the boy's legs very quickly.  Kelly giggled softly and lifted his 
shirt above his belly so he could look down at his penis bulge.  
I didn't stop to fondle it, just took hold of the elastic band to 
his underpants and jerked them down too.  Kelly's pale, boyish 
penis stuck straight out between his legs, slender, pulsing, 
pretty, the little head shining a pinkish purple color, the tiny 
slit pressed open.  I swallowed as my mouth watered, longing 
desperately to suck on the cute little thing, but still feeling 
shy and nervous.  Trembling, my fingers took ginger hold of the 
rock hard little penis and nervously felt along it's short, 
boyish length.

    Kelly still grinned and watched his little penis as my fin-
gertips lightly petted the soft, hairless skin all around it.  It 
was so pretty and felt so hard and excited.  The boy's heart was 
pounding and I could feel the blood pumping into the sensitive 
tissues of his beautiful young penis.  Kelly let his shirt drop 
back into place as he giggled and quickly pulled my underwear 
down. If his penis looked stiff, mine looked stiffer and franti-
cally pulsing.  I was so excited I could hardly contain my half 
naked body.  I was still holding Kelly's penis and I soon felt 

his warm, trembling fingers reaching out to fondle mine.

    We stood there, two excited little boys, our innocent finger-
tips gently petting and probing our hairless boyhoods.  They were 
both so hard and frantic, and all Kelly and I could do was blush 
and feel them, smiling boyishly at each other.  I could feel 
Kelly's finger and thumb slowly grip my slender little erection 
and he was soon masturbating me, his small hand tugging my hair-
less penis with rhythmic, boyish pleasure.  I was so excited that 
my sweet erection was instantly filled with the stiff joy of 
delight and I giggled with pleasure as he stroked and tugged my 
little penis.

    Kelly was just as excited as me and he immediately gasped as 
I started to rub his hairless little erection.  Soon we were both 
giggling and gasping as we rubbed each other, our slender legs 
feeling weak, our faces bright red with embarrassment and pleas-
ure.  We both looked down at the little penises in each other's 
hand, watching them being quickly masturbated, each short stroke 
sending joy through our young bodies.  They were both so small 
and hairless, both so stiff, our little penis heads both shining 
with purple excitement, the tiny slits both yawning open.  I 
longed to suck on Kelly's penis, but I couldn't bring myself to 
pull away from his tender hand.  My body was filled with excited 
expectation of orgasm and I could only stand there gasping and 
feeling the joy in my penis.

    My orgasm climaxed so suddenly I felt a wave of terror sweep 
me as the pleasure became unbearable.  I almost fell to my knees 
as I felt my body shudder with wonderful excitement, felt my 
little penis flexing as the other boy kept stroking it.  I made 
little crying noises with each jerk of my small body but didn't 
cry out.  It felt so good, so innocent and I longed for it to go 
on forever.  Eventually, however, the crest broke and I felt my 
intensely excited little body quickly relax into warm and happy 
relief.  Kelly giggled and I could tell that he knew what had 
happened.  He blushed at me as my little penis softened between 
his fingers, his still rock hard and pulsing in mine.

    Still gasping from my pleasure, I looked down at his sweet 
erection, the beauty of the hairless mound between his smooth 
legs that stuck his penis out from his young body.  Though still 
dizzy with happiness, I could now focus on that pretty little 
penis and on the love I felt for the little boy standing beside 
me.  Trembling with expectation, I found myself slowly dropping 
to my knees, my hairless little penis slipping from the boy's 
fingers and sitting limp between my legs.  Kelly looked confused 
and startled as he saw my face come directly in front of his 
slender hips, staring at his hairless little erection and licking 
my lips.  I still held the slender little penis between my thumb 
and forefinger and I gazed at the swollen little head feeling my 
mouth water.  He was so hard.  The cute little boy was so excit-
ed.

    My eyes filled with the beauty of his hairless innocence and 
little testicles, I gently pressed his little penis head against 
my lips.  The little boy gasped immediately in shock.  "Hey!" his 
sweet soprano voice exclaimed.  I pressed his penis persistently 
against my lips and the little thing very slowly pushed them 
apart, the hard erection slowly slipping into my warm, slimy 
mouth.

    I could feel his penis head slip into my mouth and it tasted 
so sweet and good.  My tongue immediately licked the boy's tiny 
slit as I let the throbbing little penis slide ever so slowly 
into my mouth.  It felt so small but so incredibly hard.  Kelly 
was already crying, his bright blue eyes staring in wonder as his 
hairless penis disappeared into the warm slime of my sucking 

mouth.  Such a sight it must have made, so slender and stiff, 
sticking out from his hairless body and directly into my slimy 
lips.  Kelly was so small that I was able to fit all of his 
adorable erection in my mouth and I soon felt the smooth hair-
lessness of his belly against my lips, his warm, little testicles 
against my chin.  I sucked on his pretty penis very gently and 
allowed it to slide very slowly from my mouth only to again feel 
it push its way back inside. The little boy felt like he was 
about to fall over with pleasure and I could hear his squeaky 
young voice moaning in frightened wonder and delight.  I held 
onto his waist and kept him in place as my loving lips sucked up 
and down the short length of his hairless little boyhood, sending 
shivers of pleasure all through his small body.  I could actually 
feel the skinny boy squirming as prepubescent orgasm filled his 
sweet penis with pleasure.

    Kelly was soon jerking with orgasm and I could feel his stiff 
erection flexing in my mouth.  How I longed to taste the boy's 
sperm, but he didn't ejaculate, just stood there moaning and 
jerking, his voice crying with pleasure. His orgasm was so won-
derful to the little boy that I could feel his skinny legs buck-
ling.  His penis slipped from my mouth as the boy fell to the 
grass, sticking out stiff between his hairless young legs.  He 
looked frightened that he had fallen over but didn't look hurt as 
he sat gasping and feeling the peak of his orgasm begin to flow 
out of him.  I stared at the beauty of his little penis, shining 
red with my saliva, still looking so small and hairless as the 
stiffness very slowly left it.

    When the little boy had finally recuperated, we both stood up 
and pulled our pants back on.  Reclaiming the hairless little 
boyhoods that had so pleased us.  We both were very embarrassed 
and didn't say anything to each other until we were more than 
half way back to the school.  "Why does it do that?" Kelly whis-
pered.  I just shrugged.

    I didn't understand my feelings for the little boy walking 
beside me. It felt as if I had known him for years and I couldn't 
get the image of his cute little body out of my mind.  He was so 
pretty, his skinny chest and smooth skin so beautiful.  I wanted 
to see him naked all the time, to gaze at his innocent beauty, 
the perfection of his little circumcised penis, the hairless 
beauty of his testicles and slender legs.  I loved him more than 
I had loved any boy I had met thus far and I longed to be naked 
and making love with him all the time.  I liked being with him so 
much that I felt a sad regret that we had to go back into the 
school with all the other boys.

    I followed Kelly's skinny little body up the stairs and all 
the way back to our new dormitory room.  Only a few of the boys 
were there, most playing games at the tables at the far end, a 
few laying silently on their bunks.  The room was big enough for 
about a hundred boys.  Kelly and I went to the bunks that were 
reserved for us and we sat down on his bunk.

    "What do you want to do?" Kelly asked.

    I shrugged.  A blond haired boy was laying on the top bunk 
opposite us facing away.  I was looking up at him when he sudden-
ly rolled over and faced us. It was Tod!  My heart caught in my 
chest, pounding frantically, a sick feeling in my stomach as I 
gazed at that face of perfect beauty.  His blue eyes locked onto 
mine and widened, looking as if he were as shocked and delighted 
to see me as I was him.  Still, we were both too shy to say 
anything, just lay there staring at each other, Tod's beautiful 
eyes glancing over at Kelly with equal uncertainty and nervous-
ness.  He was so incredibly beautiful.


    "Kelvin!  What are you doing here?" I turned and found Travis 
in the aisle grinning from ear to ear.  Another boy his age was 
standing a few feet away, looking shy but trying to be tough all 
the same.

    "They moved us in here today," I explained nervously.  Tod 
was still staring at me and I wished for all the world that the 
other boys would go away so I could talk to him.

    "Eh, you know why they move boys in here..." Travis giggled 
as if I should know.  "Hey, we're going down to the gym.  Wanna 
come?"

    I shrugged.  I wanted to talk to Tod, but Kelly would still 
be there even if they left.  It was hopeless for then.  "Sure," I 
said.  "This is my friend Kelly," I introduced standing up.  
Travis introduced his friend as Billy Boyer, who just nodded at 
us then looked away.  Tod and I exchanged a long, almost painful 
look, then I turned and followed the other three boys out the 
room.

    The gym was the same place we had P.E. and was filled with 
boys of all ages from six to eighteen.  There were a handful of 
male coaches around leading the boys in basketball games and 
other sports.  Travis and Billy were already in their gym 
clothes, so Kelly and I left them to go and change in the locker 
room. We were the only ones there and happily pulled off our 
shirts and started to change.  Soon we were both naked again and 
we giggled as we looked at our bodies in no hurry to put our 
shorts on.  Kelly looked so pretty, his little hairless penis 
bouncing about as he moved.  We played around naked for awhile 
before suddenly realizing someone else had entered the room.  We 
both turned to again find Tod staring at us, this time with even 
deeper pain as he saw our naked little bodies, hairless penises 
bared to the loving boy's eyes.  He looked like he was gasping as 
he went to his locker across the aisle from us.

    Kelly and I fell silent as we dressed more quickly.  "Who's 
he?" Kelly whispered to me as he squirmed into his jock strap.

    I shrugged and squirmed into mine.
  
    "Why was he staring at us?" Kelly whispered again.

    I shrugged again.  Once our shorts were on, we slipped over-
sized tank tops over our heads and emerged looking cute and 
skinny.  We slammed the lockers shut and I followed Kelly toward 
the door.  I only caught a the briefest glimpse of Tod's penis as 
we passed and it was enough to make my heart cry.  Not terribly 
large or terribly small.  A sweet, young boy size.  Limp and 
brown. His penis head fully exposed from the smooth shaft.  I 
could tell that he had some pubic hair but it didn't look like 
much.  My little friend and I returned to the gym with my heart 
pounding.

    We could see Travis and Billy already engaged in a basketball 
game with other boys their age and we went over to watch them.  
Travis was on the skins team and the shirtless boy looked so 
skinny as he moved, his rib cage visible through his smooth, pale 
skin.  He had a happy smile on his face and it was plain that he 
was having a good time.  Billy still had a t-shirt on but I could 
see the small curves of firm muscle through it.  He wasn't muscu-
lar really, but he had the broadening shoulders of a young boy 
and I could see the boyish mounds of his chest clearly.  Beneath 
his shorts, his legs looked hairless and very smooth, a soft tan 
color that looked very pretty.  Both boys were fairly good at 
basketball and Kelly and I seemed satisfied to watch them.


    It wasn't long before Tod appeared from the locker room.  I 
watched his eyes scan the gym until they found Kelly and I, 
quickly looking away as if he hadn't been searching.  The ador-
able blond haired boy walked around the courts until he was only 
about ten feet from us, then casually joined a small group of 
older boys who were shooting baskets.  After a while, they got a 
game together and Kelly and I were asked to join in.  We agreed, 
but were the last two to be picked.  Not surprising since the 
other boys were much taller than we were.  My team was skins so I 
stripped out of my tank top and bared my skinny chest.  My only 
regret for this was that Tod was on Kelly's team and they were 
shirts.

    Kelly and I were assigned to guard each other:  a simple task 
since neither of us ever got the ball.  It didn't matter; we ran 
around for an hour and had fun, and if we had gotten the ball we
would only have embarrassed ourselves.  Tod, on the other hand, 
was very good and the older boys threw him the ball frequently 
even though he was only five foot, four.  I enjoyed watching him.  
Like Billy, his legs were tanned and very smooth without a trace 
of hair. They flexed as the boy jumped and ran with long, slender 
muscles of pubescent beauty.  He wore a tank top that provided 
glimpses of soft, rippling shoulders suggesting the smoothness of 
the body beneath.  He was slender and looked a little lanky with 
his long legs and arms, but his body was beautifully rounded with 
boyish muscle.  As he played, his blond haired flopped about his 
head looking soft and silky.  His face never lost its adorable, 
angelic perfection and I fell deeper and deeper in love with him.

    When the game was over, the other boys congratulated each 
other and Kelly and I slipped away unnoticed.  "Let's go swim-
ming," Kelly suggested and I willingly agreed.  It gave us anoth-
er chance at the locker room, a place that seemed to excite me 
just by entering it.

    Kelly and I didn't have swimming suits, but they weren't 
required for little boys anyway.  Giggling with bashful nudity, 
we took brief showers then walked, with our little hairless 
penises dangling, into the room with the pool. The pool was 
filled with boys, most no older than we were and almost all of 
these were naked.  Hairless little boys stood shivering on the 
decks and swam about on the shallow end giggling and boyish.  The 
older boys wore swimsuits, but there weren't as many of them.

    There seemed to be an understood rule that boys who were 
naked in the pool could be openly stared at and I could see 
almost all the boys taking frequent glances at all the little 
penises bouncing about.  Kelly and I got more than our share 
since our's were the only circumcised ones in the place.  I liked 
the rule and took great joy in looking at all the naked children.

    Though Eric had taught me how to dog paddle, I still wasn't a 
very good swimmer and Kelly couldn't swim at all; so we jumped 
down in the shallow end with all the other little boys.  There 
were a few older boys around, but most of them were in the deep 
water or diving from the boards.  There are a lot of games for 
boys to play before they can swim and Kelly and I joined some 
others in twists, twirls and floating.  I got the most fun out of 
a little nine year old boy named Scott.  He was so little it was 
easy even for me to throw him out of the water and watch his 
naked body splash a few feet away.  We did this over and over 
again, me holding to his skinny rib cage, balancing him on my 
knees with his little penis only inches from my eyes, then hurl-
ing him up and away.  He was a beautiful little boy and I was so 
entranced by his little, brown, hairless penis that I got a very 
stiff erection.  A few of the boys noticed, but they just giggled 
and ignored it.


    It wasn't long before Tod followed us into the pool.  Even 
wet I could see how blond his hair was.  He spotted Kelly and I 
rather quickly and came nonchalantly near us and sat down on the 
edge.  Though his eyes glanced about the room, they focused most 
often on Kelly and I.  I doubted the thirteen year old could see 
very much through the water, but he must have been trying for his 
eyes were looking right down at our penises.  He didn't have to 
try hard for long, for we were soon involved in a floating con-
test, little, hairless penises balanced on our bellies as the 
water lapped across our skinny bodies.  Tod looked more and more 
nervous, and, when I stood back up, I could see a pronounced 
bulge in his baggy swim suit.  He seemed to have seen that I 
noticed his erection, because he suddenly swallowed and slipped 
down into the water.  It came up only to his belly button leaving 
his beautiful body exposed.

    The perfection of Tod's body was unbelievable.  Beneath the 
boyish beauty of his adorable face, his neck ran slender and 
tanned down to his soft collar bones.  I could see the small 
mound of a pubescent adam's apple, but his neck was otherwise 
smooth and unmarked.  His shoulders had only begun to broaden 
with puberty and were left between the broadness of an adolescent 
and the thinness of a little boy.  Nonetheless, they were well 
rounded and blended into long, slender arms of firm muscle.  His 
chest was indescribably beautiful.  Not only was it boyishly 
muscular, but the ridges of muscle looked very firm and well 
rounded.  His nipples were very tiny and were erect with the cool 
water. They were a dark brown color, contrasting with the other-
wise perfect, unblemished, soft brown flesh that covered the rest 
of his body.  Below his nipples, his chest tapered to a slender 
abdomen that rippled softly with his ribs and then with his 
stomach muscles until it blended into a narrow brown abdomen with 
the cutest little belly button.  His skin was undeniably the 
smoothest, softest I had ever seen.  His arms were raised slight-
ly from the water and I couldn't see any hair on his armpits yet.

    It was only after I caught my breath that I realized how 
stiff my penis was.  It stuck out its two and a half inches, 
straight and hard, pulsing slowly up and down in the water.  Tod 
stared at it a long moment and I longed to feel him sucking on 
it, longed to hold on to that incredibly beautiful body, to be 
held and cradled against the beauty of his boyishly muscular 
chest.  The older boy just sat back against the edge of the pool, 
however, his beautiful blue eyes staring at my erection, his red 
lips looking slimy as he pursed them.

    "Kelvin," Kelly interrupted.  "We're going to have chicken 
fights." The skinny, little boy grabbed my shoulders and I felt 
his smooth, slippery chest and belly climbing up on my back, felt 
his sweet, hairless little penis rub against my skin as he 
latched onto me.  I turned with my naked cargo, holding to his 
slender legs as he pointed out opponents.  It felt nice having my 
body between the naked boy's legs, to feel his small penis being 
humped against my skin.  We made a good team because we soon had 
unseated all the other little boys.  Kelly raised his arms and 
crowed our success and I giggled and bounced up and down with 
him.  This caused the cute boy's penis to rub against my skin and 
I felt it stiffen instantly into another erection.  Mine had 
softened during the battle and now Kelly was throbbing against my 
back.  I felt his arms encircle my neck and the boy lay forward 
on me, but all he did was giggle, briefly squeezing me between 
his thighs.  The other teams were slowly remounting their naked 
steeds and I delightedly bounced up and down in the water.  I 
could feel Kelly's slippery little body rub up and down on my 
back, felt his stiff little penis being rubbed between our bod-
ies.  It felt so neat and I wondered how excited I could get the 
boy before the battle was rejoined.


    A pair of naked little boys were soon attacking us and I 
bounced into battle feeling Kelly being rhythmically humped 
against me as my young friend fought the other boys off.  His 
little cock felt very hard.  Another pair of boys attacked and I 
had to move even quicker, intensifying Kelly's humping, making 
his penis rub faster against me.  Kelly continued to fight, but I 
could tell that his gasps were more from pleasure than from 
exertion.  I could feel his thighs tightening around my skinny 
waist, felt the little boy pressing his stiff erection against me 
all by himself.  He had an orgasm, but it wasn't so bad that he 
cried out or anything.  I just felt his hips shove harder against 
my back then felt the pleasant jerking of his soft, naked body 
against me.  Kelly let out a long sigh and his skinny arms seemed 
to lose strength.  Another little boy pushed on him and I felt 
his slippery body slide off me as we crashed into the water.  I 
turned around and we smiled at each other, Kelly blushing as I 
looked at his red, little penis in the water.  It was softening 
but had plainly been very excited.

    "Alright, boys," the lifeguard suddenly announced.  "Time to 
go get ready for dinner.  Pool's closed."

    A lot of the boys sighed, but Kelly and I hurried toward the 
showers. We were the first to them though a flood of naked boys 
soon followed us in.  It was so crowded that we were all rubbing 
against each other, fifty naked boys pressed like sardines into 
the shower.  I felt little boy thighs and butts rub against my 
penis and it felt real good.  Only once did contact seem deliber-
ate and I turned to find myself pressed right against Tod.  He 
was at least six inches taller than me and was looking nervously 
down at my skinny little body.  Before I could get a real good 
look at him, I was pushed away by some other naked boys and soon 
found myself back at my locker.  Kelly was already there drying 
himself and I reflexively glanced at the hairless little penis 
dangling between his thighs.

    There was a strange sensation inside me, a fight between my 
love for little Kelly and my desires for the beautiful Prince 
Tod.  I didn't understand any of it, only knew that I hurt for it 
somehow.  Kelly and I changed back into our clothes then went 
back to the room to change into our slacks and blazers for din-
ner.  Tod arrived shortly after us and all three of us were very 
quiet.

    After dinner, Kelly and I joined with the other little boys 
in the dorm to play some board games.  The older boys tended to 
ignore those of us who were still prepubescent, but that was okay 
because we had each other.  I liked the little boys well enough 
and was happy to be with Kelly at any rate.  At nine o'clock, we 
were hurried into bed by Millicent who supervised our change into 
pajamas, then left turning the light out behind her.

    It wasn't long before I heard boys moving around in the dorm.  
For a little while, I had visions of the boys at the orphanage 
and was afraid that they were all out raping some little boy and 
that maybe I was next.  I heard no cries of protest, however.  A 
boy would move to another boy's bed and climb under the covers 
with him.  I could hear pajamas being unsnapped, heard clothing 
rustling as the two excited boys stripped each other, heard their 
paintings as they groped for each other's body.  There were the 
exciting sounds of flesh rubbing flesh, occasionally the high 
pitched moans of a young boy, the creaking and groaning of a 
bunk, the rhythmic strokes of boys having sex.  I listened to it 
all with growing desire, my little penis stiff as a board in my 
pajamas.  I could even hear the soft sound of juice squirting 
across some boy's chest.  The noises went on for more than an 
hour until it seemed that every boy in the place had slept with 
someone.  Still, I heard no sounds and saw no movement in the 

sleeping form of Tod in the bunk directly across from me.

    When everything finally started to get quiet, and the sounds 
of pubescent orgasms faded into the soft snores of a hundred 
boys, I got very thirsty and decided to get some water.  I woke 
Kelly as I was climbing out of the bunk.  "What are you doing?" 
his high pitched voice whispered.

    "I'm thirsty," I explained.

    "Me, too," he said, pushing his blankets aside and following 
me toward the bathroom.

    Kelly was finishing the last of his glass when I asked, "Did 
you hear all those boys?"

    "When?" he asked.  I just shrugged, assuming Kelly hadn't 
been a witness to the orgy that had taken place in the dorm only 
minutes before.  We started toward the door when it suddenly 
opened and in strolled Travis and Billy. Travis was still grin-
ning and Billy looked as tough and nervous as ever.

    "What are you guys doing up?" Billy asked.

    "Getting water," Kelly stammered.  He seemed very frightened, 
as if he thought we were going to get in trouble.  Travis sudden-
ly giggled and pointed between Kelly's legs.  Billy looked and 
soon he was laughing too, the perfect smile looking very cute on 
the light brown haired boy.

    I looked down and could see that Kelly had wet his pants, his 
pee flushing down the front of his pajamas.  "Gees, we didn't 
mean to scare you, kid," Travis laughed.  "Here, let's get you 
cleaned up." He was kneeling in front of Kelly before the little 
boy could even think how to respond, Travis's large hands already 
grabbing for the boy's pajama bottoms.  Kelly stared wide eyed as 
the older boy gently popped the snaps of his pajamas opened and 
spread the fly wide enough to look at Kelly's penis.  "That's a 
good boy," Travis cooed, smiling at the hairless little penis as 
he slowly pulled the wet bottoms down.  "Yeah, you're a good 
boy."

    Kelly obediently stepped out of the pants, and Travis threw 
them aside, his hands instantly going up the front of the little 
boy's shirt and feeling up his skinny abdomen and little chest.  
"You're so soft," Travis smiled.  "Don't be afraid." His hands 
slipped back down Kelly's chest and slowly unbuttoned the little 
boy's shirt until the small body was revealed.  "That's it," 
Travis said stripping the little boy naked.

    I was so transfixed watching Kelly's pretty body, I hadn't 
noticed Billy coming up to me.  "Did you wet your pants too, 
kid?" he asked, is trembling fingers already grabbing my pajama 
top and unbuttoning it.

    "No," I half-cried, watching him bare my little chest.

    "Well, we'd better make sure," he said, his hands slipping 
the shirt back over my shoulders until it fell down my arms.  
Immediately they started caressing my naked flesh and I could 
hear Billy begin to pant.  He was obviously very excited because 
I could see the rounded head of his big penis poking out at his 
own pajama bottoms.  Still, he couldn't be too worried about my 
reaction to his caresses because my penis was equally visible as 
it frantically throbbed in mine.  Billy had noticed it too for 
his hand suddenly reached down and grabbed my little penis.  The 
cloth was so light that he could feel every bit of my throbbing 
boyhood, could probably tell that it was small and hairless.  

"Yeah," he grinned at me.  "You got a boner, don't you?" With 
little ceremony, Billy popped my pajama bottoms open and stripped 
them down my skinny, hairless legs. As soon as I was naked, he 
jerked his own shirt wide and pulled it off, revealing a very 
hard body of small rounded muscle.

    He was a very well built boy for being so young, but his body 
was still pubescently small.  His chest made very hard mounds 
beneath two small nipples that stuck out erect on his tanned 
skin.  Muscle rippled all down his narrow abdomen and even his 
biceps bulged.  I was certain he could beat me up without think-
ing twice, but I thought he was so cute and I was so horny I 
didn't see any need to fight with him.  I liked him and I knew 
what he wanted.  Still looking about my pulsing little penis, 
Billy grabbed his pajama bottoms and tore them open immediately 
stepping all the way out of them.

    The pubescent penis that emerged wasn't near as big as Tra-
vis's, but it was still very pretty.  It stuck straight out, 
about four inches long and throbbing madly as the young boy 
looked at my little erection.  He was so excited that his brown 
penis head was only half covered by his foreskin and I could see 
the little slit yawning open as if eager to squirt his boy juice.  
His scrotum and testicles looked very large for his small penis 
but they looked very warm and hairless.  Billy did have pubic 
hair, but it was very young and boyish, not much more than black 
peach fuzz with a few longer, curly hairs, and even what he had 
was limited to a very small circle around the base of his pretty 
erection.  His small, rock hard chest gasping, Billy slowly came 
forward and enfolded me in his arms.  I could feel his hot penis 
throb against mine as the taller boy's hands slowly rubbed across 
my back and shoulders.

    I turned to look at Travis and Kelly.  Travis was already 
sucking on the little boy's hairless erection and Kelly looked 
like he was near orgasm already. Meanwhile, Travis's big hand was 
stroking rhythmically up and down on his own six inch throbbing 
organ, moaning as he masturbated himself and sucked on the child-
like penis between my young friend's soft legs.  Kelly seemed to 
like it.

    "Come on, kid," Billy said guiding me down on the floor with 
him.  I watched his slimy mouth descend on my crotch and engulf 
my entire penis between his lips, instantly sucking on it and 
moaning.  He didn't slide it in and out, just sucked very gently 
with his slimy mouth.  I watched his hand creep between his legs 
and immediately start masturbating himself between a thumb and 
forefinger.  It looked very cute, but I could see his little slit 
and I wanted to taste the juice I knew the young boy was going to 
shoot.  The pretty dick was only inches from my face and I very 
slowly leaned closer to it.

    Billy's foreskin rubbed up and over his penis head with every 
frantic stroke he made on his cock and looked cute.  Without 
warning, I slipped out my tongue and licked up the warm, fleshy 
length of Billy's young penis.  Billy moaned immediately, star-
tled by the eager warmth of my slimy mouth.  He let go of his 
penis and I soon felt his large hand move down to take hold of my 
smooth thigh, his own face still pressed into my crotch as he 
sucked on my little penis.  He was such a wonderful young boy.  I 
slowly felt his penis slip between my lips, allowed it to fill my 
mouth with its throbbing excitement, felt his fleshy foreskin 
retreat from his hard head.  His cock was bigger than Kelly's and 
I couldn't fit all of it in, but what I could suck I relished and 
made rhythmic tugs between the boy's creamy thighs feeling the 
living beat of his heart pounding all along the four inches of 
his pretty erection.


    The bathroom was filled with the slurping noises as young 
penises were sucked and filled more with the muffled, high 
pitched moans of the four of us feeling our tender bodies fill 
with pleasant wonders of boyish passion.  Kelly was the loudest 
of us but only because his mouth wasn't filled with another boy's 
cock.  I could still see his skinny body rippling with small 
muscles and with his rib cage as his stiff, hairless penis slid 
in and out Travis's loving mouth.  The little boy was squirming 
slowly on the floor and I could see all his pleasure in the 
beauty of his contorted young face.  His little chest swelled out 
around his tiny, pink nipples, looking hard but still small and 
soft.  The hairless mound between his legs looked so pretty as 
the slender base of his penis disappeared between Travis's slimy 
lips, reappearing as those lips slipped slowly to his tiny penis 
head only to go down on the little boy again.

    I sucked on Billy's penis with the same rhythmic pattern, 
sliding the hard cock in and out of my mouth, sucking on it just 
enough to tug the boy's fleshy foreskin over the head.  Billy was 
plainly loving it and his smooth thighs rubbed rhythmically 
against my cheeks as he pumped them back and forth, moaning with 
pleasure.  Our penises were small enough that our naked bodies 
could lay against each other and I could feel Billy's hard chest 
against my belly, felt his warm hairless abdomen against my 
nipples.  He was such a smooth soft boy and I loved the feel of 
his body squirming against mine.  His penis felt so hard against 
my tongue that I knew the boy couldn't last much longer.

    I don't know if it was Billy's obsession with his own pleas-
ure or his young inexperience, but all he did was suck on my 
little penis.  I could feel his lips pressed all the way against 
my hairless pubic mound, his chin rubbing against my hairless 
little scrotum.  It was still wonderful and I was moaning against 
his crotch as loudly as he was against mine.  We just lay there 
sucking each other off and I half wanted to keep from orgasm just 
to enjoy the warmth of his smooth body against me.

    I looked over at Travis and Kelly again, the little boy still 
squirming slowly as his little penis was sucked in and out of 
Travis's slimy mouth.  I don't know if Kelly stiffened in orgasm 
or not, but his moans suddenly fell quiet and a warm, happy smile 
appeared on his cute young face.  Travis continued sucking on his 
penis, but Kelly didn't seem as excited anymore.  I imagined that 
he'd had a very innocent boyish orgasm.  It was after all the 
third one his hairless little penis had had in one day; that's a 
lot of sex for an eleven year old, prepubescent boy's little 
cock.

    Travis seemed to sense that the little boy's pleasure had 
climaxed for he began stroking his long penis even faster.  I had 
almost forgotten how pretty a boy Travis was, so long and 
slender, his body so smooth and still boyish despite puberty.  I 
could see the sparse little hairs around the slender base of his 
big cock, the large testicles in his hairless scrotum bouncing 
madly between his soft thighs.  Again, I watched his foreskin 
most because it looked so exciting the way it rubbed frantically 
all the way over his swollen penis head only to be jerked back by 
the delighted young masturbator.  His entire body was slowly 
pumping his hips back and forth as one of his large hands stroked 
himself off and the other held to the base of the hairless little 
penis still being sucked between his lips.  I watched the smooth, 
tanned young body growing tenser and tenser as the older boy 
filled with pubescent orgasm.

    Muscles along his slender abdomen suddenly rippled and Tra-
vis's entire body seemed to grow as rock hard as his sweet penis.  
He started to grunt quickly against Kelly's hairless crotch and I 
watched in growing pleasure as his hips jerked frantically back 

and forth.  He managed to hold his foreskin back and thin drop-
lets of his boyish sperm suddenly started squirting out of his 
big penis head, sailing in an arc and finally splattering all 
across Kelly's naked body.  Boy juice sprinkled all across the 
little boy's soft belly and even a few droplets landed on his 
small chest, causing the innocent little boy to stare at them 
with shock and confusion.  Travis was hardly ready to talk, 
however, for he collapsed between the boy's legs, still sucking 
the little penis and still holding to his own as it softened, 
dripping thin sperm onto the floor.  His small, almost flat chest 
swelled for air and I could tell that he had a very good orgasm.

    Just thinking about it seemed to get me more and more excited 
and I felt myself pulling tighter and tighter against Billy's 
soft, warm body.  Boyish orgasm was already sweeping down he 
slimy penis between my legs, emanating pleasure from the base and 
all through my tummy.  I was locked in orgasm, my face pressed so 
hard against Billy's penis that I actually felt his little pubes 
against my lips.  He seemed as excited as I was and I felt his 
soft thighs tighten around my ears, holding my head in place as 
he wailed and his beautiful body grew even harder as it squirmed 
and tightened.  It was wonderful, both our bodies so filled with 
intense pleasure, both of us holding to each other's bodies and 
feeling all the rock hard pleasure that filled the other.  It was 
like a massive orgasm being shared between our two writhing 
bodies and we were both taken away with it.

    My orgasm was more pronounced than young Billy's.  Not only 
did my naked body shudder with ticklish pleasure against his, but 
I almost bucked my hips against his face, my little erection 
desperately trying to deposit the sperm I was too young to have 
as pleasure filled my eyes with dizzy delights.  Billy's body 
didn't explode with quite so much force, but I could feel his 
penis propelling his precious cargo up it's four inch length, 
both of us wailing with orgasm as it started to squirt out his 
hard penis head and into my mouth.  I was very lost in orgasmic 
pleasure, but I couldn't mistake the sweet, delicious taste of a 
young boy's seamen as it squirted onto my tongue.  Boy sperm was 
so special, so wonderful, especially knowing the pleasure that he 
felt in providing it to me, in depositing it inside my body where 
I could taste its warm sliminess fresh from his young testicles.  
The only thing I missed in having sex with Kelly was that the 
little boy had no sperm.  He would one day though, and so would 
I.  It would be so nice to be able to share our boy juices with 
each other.

    The bathroom was less loud as we lay there recuperating.  
Billy and I let the other's penis go so we could breathe better 
and all we could hear was our ragged breathing.  He spread his 
hips apart enough that I could move my head and I soon felt my 
cheek resting directly against his limp, slimy penis, the sweet 
smell of his boyish sperm still fresh in my nose.  I could even 
feel his sparse little pubic hairs and the soft peach fuzz just 
at the base of his young penis.  It felt neat.  Better still was 
the feel of his warm cheek as he rubbed it all over my slimy 
boyhood, drying off his saliva and sending post orgasm pleasure 
through my little penis.

    Billy didn't make any comment when the four of us finally sat 
up.  He and Travis quickly pulled on their pajamas, Travis keep-
ing up a constant monologue as he explained what sperm was to 
Kelly, even getting the cute boy to taste some of the little 
droplets on his chest.  After that, they were gone, leaving Kelly 
and I laying naked and exhausted on the floor.  We blushed warmly 
to each other and were soon pulling our own pajamas on.

    Feeling weak-kneed and very tired, we went back to our bunks 
and crawled under our respective covers.  My bed felt so nice 

that night as the soggy feeling between my legs slowly disap-
peared, leaving me feeling warm and content.