Date: Sun, 09 Oct 2022 11:59:45 +0000 From: Danny Masters Subject: Danny Masters Chapter 4 DISCLAIMER: This is a fantasy depicting sexual acts involving male and female minors. The story is intended for adult readers and not minors. IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING THIS STORY OR IF YOU FIND SUCH MATERIAL OFFENSIVE, PLEASE LEAVE. All characters are fictional and in no way related to any person or persons living or deceased. In no way is this intended to advocate for sex with minors its just my fantasy about growing up. ------------------------------ Exeat Weekend - Part 1 ------------------------------ After morning lessons, I hurried back up to my cubicle to pack for the weekend at Olly's. It was still fairly cold being only February, so I packed some warm clothes, my dressing gown and pjs for the evenings, and obviously my underwear. Entering my room, David saw me excitedly getting everything ready before saying: "Don't forget your swimmers Danny. The Mallory's are super rich and have like an indoor pool and sauna and everything!" smiling with a hint of jealousy, he let me know he had stayed there before at a big sleepover for Olly's 11th birthday. "Their house is so cool; they even have a playroom for the kids where we all slept at his party!" As if it were even possible, I was now even more thrilled and grabbed my normal trunks, not the tiny school speedos, from my wardrobe. Seeing this, David just rolled his eyes at me, giggling at my prudishness. "His mum will be there - I'm definitely not wearing speedos in front of her!" I said blushing. "Whatever! Have a great time and see you on Sunday night!" With that he was off. I was going to miss having him with me at every turn but was too wired to give it much thought. Gathering my belongings, I crossed the corridor to Olly's cubicle to let him know I was ready to go. As I entered, he turned and smiled warmly at me: "All set? We just need to grab Kit from his dorm and then we'll be off" Heading downstairs, we entered Kit's room, essentially two bunk beds with kids climbing all over them getting their things together, and a single bed against the remaining wall, and I was surprised to see my trusty fly-half Tom from the rugby team sitting on the bed. "Hey mate. What's up?" He asked, unsure of why I was there. I just nodded over at Olly who was grabbing Kit's stuff from his lower bunk and telling him to hurry up whatever he was doing. Despite thinking Olly was a bit hard on his poor little Year 5 brother, Kit just looked up at him full of adoration and obliged with a sweet little smile. "Here, let me help you with that." I said to Kit, and as the boy looked up at me in gratitude my heart flip flopped. As I had thought back when I first saw him, he was absolutely the cutest boy I had ever laid eyes on. Despite being two years below me at school, he was almost the same height as I was. Even more effeminate than his older brother, his white-blonde hair had grown longer over the first month back at school, giving him an elfin like quality. Those ice blue eye were even more captivating close up, and his radiant little smile stretched across his angelic face. I had to catch my breath slightly, stopping myself from outright staring at Kit. Like his brother, his beauty had some form of hold over me. They could have easily passed for girls I told myself in some fickle attempt to justify my attraction to them both, but either way I was really looking forward to spending the weekend with them. As we were leaving the dorm room, Tom snickered: "Watch yourself with that one!" With a knowing smile nodding at little Kit. As we made our way downstairs and outside to the pick-up area for the kids, a large, stretched limousine pulled up and we were quickly ushered inside by Olly, slightly embarrassed at the elaborate means of transportation. "Dad always sends these damn limos when he can't pick us up. It's so bloody embarrassing!" he whined, until he saw the look of complete wonder on my face. I had never experienced anything like this and wanted to make the most of it. While it was a couple of hours drive to their home, the time passed by extremely quickly with the boys and I sat in the spacious back of the stretched car, messing around as only 3 tweens could. We drank sodas out of the mini bar as fast as we could to see who could belch the loudest. We sang along to the music on the radio far too loudly and out-of-tune than we would have done in the presence of an adult. Play-fighting throughout the journey, both boys managed to pin me down at one point or another, taking advantage of my small stature. I noticed they would both linger slightly longer than usual when lying on top of me. Kit especially appeared as though he might have a hard on which cause a little jolt of electricity to shoot through my body. Every now and again, I would catch him looking at me with a strange expression on his face, almost as if he was checking me out. Each time we made eye-contact he would quickly look away bashfully. Before the roughhousing got out of hand, we turned off the motorway through the hamlet where they lived, and the limo slowed down. There was an elaborate old stone gate, with what appeared to be stone lion statuettes adorning each side of the entrance; and ancient looking wrought iron-works accentuating each side of the opening. The limo turned off and swung through the gate. I could only peer in wonder as we rolled past it and began driving up the tree lined road. We passed through a few kilometers of open fields at first, and as the car continued to wind onward, we eventually curved through a grove of large old oak trees. Proceeded along through a section of well-manicured grounds; up ahead on a small, terraced rise, I could see a huge, rather impressive three-story structure. Mostly stonework, the main house looked more like a castle than a home, and a stunning modern cedar-clad extension sat next door it, the two vast structures joined by a double height glass walkway. "Whoa..." I breathed, glancing at the other two boys as if they were seeing it for the first time too, before returning my attention to the ornate mansion. "This place is massive! How many of you live here??" I asked in genuinely astonishment. "Just the four of us!" Kit giggled at my fascination with his home. He had no idea how lucky he was, having been surrounded by wealth for his entire life. As the car pulled up the long-cobbled drive, we stopped in front of the large mansion, and both boys wasted no time in clamoring out of the limo towards the house. Still slightly unnerved by their obvious wealth, I followed behind up a pathway to the building that must have been nearly ten feet wide and obviously constructed long ago, with tightly fitting, hand crafted flagstones. There were huge cast vases on each side of the path, each filled and overflowing with well-manicured shrubbery and fragrantly blooming flowers, and the distinct buzz of an occasional honeybee somewhere off in the distance. Climbing up three deeply worn stone steps toward a grand entryway, the huge double doors swung inward, and a smartly dressed middle-aged man stepped out to greet us. "Daddy!" Kit squealed as he jumped into his father's arms, wrapping his legs around his father's midsection. Olly meanwhile gave him an awkward half hug, embarrassed to show similar 'childish' emotion in front of me. Mr Mallory turned his gaze towards me and smiled as he offered me a handshake. "You must be the famous Danny Mason then." He smiled, firmly grasping my tiny little hand in his. Their dad oozed power and authority. Not having ever had a father figure in my life, I was actually slightly scared of him, never having met anyone with such presence before. "Hi...um...nice to meet you sir." I stuttered out, struggling to make eye contact with him. "No need to be so formal young man." He chuckled "Come on, come in" He beckoned me through into the house, placing his large hand on my shoulder. We went inside and stood for a moment in the grand entry, which was probably bigger than my whole house. Marbled floors, four plush chairs and a large antique side table were adorned with freshly cut flowers: ornate carvings spanning the high entry. With a huge curved wooden staircase directly ahead of us, the large hall appeared to open onto several other spacious rooms. There was a grand living room of some sort to our left and a state-of-the-art modern kitchen to the right which looked like something out of the magazines my mum fawned over. She wouldn't believe I was staying in such an amazing house, no matter how much I could describe it. We simply never encountered this level of affluence in our world. "Well, you'll have to excuse me boys." Mr. Mallory stated apologetically, "I need to get back to work. No rest for the wicked!" He said, smiling at me. He then looked at Olly. "Olly, take your things up to you room, and get young Danny here settled in. Maybe you boys can go for a swim - the temperature's perfect! Your mother will be back from tennis in an hour or so, and I should be done in time for dinner." "Sure thing dad" He said while grinning over at both me and Kit at the fact we had free reign of the place for the next hour at least. Grabbing up our bags, I followed Olly up the huge curving staircase in front of us with Kit close behind. As we got to the main landing, Olly pointed to his left: "My folks' master suite and the guest rooms are down there, but I thought you'd prefer to stay with us so you're bunking with me!" He said gleefully. I was relieved actually. Being in such a large place, I could definitely get lost, and didn't want to be walking into his parent's room by mistake if I did. As we headed in the other direction, down a surprisingly wide corridor, one side had a door opening up into the kid's room David had mentioned, and the other side had 2 doors decorated with the names of my two hosts. "So, Kit's here, and we're just over there in the other room" Olly said pointing further down the hall. As we went into Olly's room, I was surprised to see his little brother was already in there, having only just entered his own room behind us a second ago. Could the beautiful Adonis teleport too? "Jesus Kit. Give him a bloody break!" Olly admonished his little brother, although with a smile on his face. "Our rooms are joined by our bathroom, so the little bugger thinks it's OK to come in here whenever he wants" Olly said. Turning around, indeed I could see all the way to Kit's bedroom through what looked like a luxurious marble bathroom. "Check it out" Olly said, as Kit grabbed my hand playfully and led me into their shared bathroom. Against one wall was a double sink and toilet, with a free-standing tub directly opposite. At the end of the room was a huge walk-in shower with two rainfall shower heads and even a tiled seating area in there. It was a pretty breath-taking space. Before I had a chance to take it all in, Kit dragged me through his entrance to the bathroom into his room. His room was not what I thought a typical 11-year old's room would look like. There was a big double bed, a comfortable lounge chair, with a desk and a wall unit with a TV and video game control center on it. On the walls, instead of posters of football players or musicians like most tween rooms had, were carefully selected pieces of artwork and 3 huge collages made up of photos of Kit with friends and family. It actually looked really cool I thought, although more like a hotel room than a kid's room. "Nice room." I nodded as I looked around. "Thanks" he said, eagerly showed off some pins, and medals he had won for gymnastics and swimming. He had several small trophies as well, two of which looked like they were for cross-country and athletics. While I was checking out his photo collages, he was rustling around behind me unpacking, I assumed. Wrong. As I turned around, there he was stood naked before me, less than three feet away. He was magnificent, simple as that. His entire body was smooth and tanned all over just like his big brother, his belly fairly flat and his cock, oh man his cock was so hot looking. It looked about four inches long, huge on such a young boy, but seemed to be getting longer as he stood there getting a boner and almost posing for me. His balls were encased in a smooth little pouch like mine but not nearly as big and they didn't hang as far down. He was grinning from ear to ear on that angelic little face of his flashing those perfectly straight crystal white teeth behind soft looking and slightly red lips. Numbed with panic, I couldn't move. Here I was stood in front of one of my closest friend's baby brother, completely naked in front of me. What would Olly say? Would I get into trouble? Would I be sent straight back to Milgrove? I avoided looking directly at Kit, retreating slowly back towards the bathroom before he squealed in delight: "What? We're going swimming, right? I can't swim in my clothes!" he said while falling back on his bed giggling hysterically at my discomfort, his engorged cock slapping up against his tummy. "Um...sure...yeah" I stammered out, almost running back to Olly's room, unsure of whether to say anything to him about Kit or not. Entering his room flushed and trying to get myself together, I sat at one of the two lounge chairs positioned under a huge Georgian window. Looking around, his room had the same aesthetic as his little brother, luckily for my growing boner though this one didn't have another naked Adonis standing in the middle of it. Not for long anyway. Before I could get a word out, Olly started stripping out of all his clothes, while fishing for a swimming costume in his draws. I couldn't help but gaze across over his now nude form. My eyes followed the sweet flowing curves of his naked body; from his shoulders dipping down gracefully to the small of his back, and then up the steep rounded slope of his bare buttocks. The tingles instantly set in as my eyes lingered there, then slowly traced Olly's smooth legs all the way down to his soft, compact looking feet. I shivered as my insides seemed to churn with excitement as I glanced again at the other boy's round, bare bum. My tumescent boy tube was now throbbing relentlessly in the confines of my shorts. He must have sensed me looking at him, as he turned around gleefully asking: "You coming or what?" While he pulled on a thin pair of bright red bathing shorts that left little to the imagination. As if on cue, Kit then bounded into the room, dressed in an equally small speedo questioning what I was doing. "Yeah...sorry...um...can I use the bathroom quickly first?" I asked while grabbing my weekend bag and heading to the jack-and-jill en suite. I closed the door and practically ripped my shorts open to get at my dick, pulling the waistband of my underwear down under my smooth balls and holding it in place with my wrist, cupping and squeezing my nuts with the same hand as I stroked myself standing up in the middle of the bathroom. Cumming within barely a minute, I reveled in the feelings of my young balls releasing their boy honey, my knees weak from the intensity of the orgasm. I stood there panting as the feelings, and my hard-on, slowly went away, a sheen of boy juice glistening at the top of my dick. Whipping on my 'normal' swimming trunks I went back into Olly's room ready for the pool. The two boys looked at me for a second, before a knowing smile crossed their angelic little faces. "Sorry. I just really needed a poo" I tried to convince them of my innocence. "Yeah, yeah. Sure you did" Olly giggled, grabbing my hand and leading me back downstairs through the house. ------------------------------ As we got back to the ground floor, we headed across the swanky living room through some double doors that opened into a large corridor with a few rooms dotted on either side. In one of them sat Mr Mallory at his desk in what was obviously his home office. Careful not to interrupt him working, I caught his eye as he glanced in our direction having been distracted by the 3 nearly naked boys walking past the door. Thank God I wasn't wearing speedos too I thought. That would be really embarrassing letting a grown man of his stature see me in such a vulnerable state. Moving along the hall past another room which appeared to be a home cinema of some sort, Olly opened up the next set of double doors at the far end of the corridor. This place was huge. I was almost blinded by the light flooding into the glassed hallway as we left the main house, making our way into the Mallory's indoor pool and spa. The place looked like a state-of-the-art fitness center. No wonder these boys had such incredible figures for their tender age. In the middle of the room sat a giant pool, with a raised hot tub sitting in the corner of the pool space, as if it were floating on top of the water. Two of the walls to the giant cedar clad structure were almost entirely glazed, giving me the feeling I could have actually been outside if it weren't for the warmth emanating from the pool and the contemporary heating system. A layer of steam rising from the water made it look so entrancing. To the far end of the room, I could see their home gym behind a glass wall. Along the other wall were a few door-less openings, one into what looked like a changing room with open showers. The other led to a large, glassed steam room or sauna - I had no idea what the difference was between the two in my naivete. Whatever the room was, it was covered in a similar cedar to the outside of the building, and I was instantly intrigued as to what it might be like inside. In between the two openings was a large built-in shelf unit full of fluffy looking towels. Looking around in astonishment such a place could exist in someone's actual home, I heard a splash coming from behind me. Kit had jumped into the pool, shrieking his delight at how warm the water was. "Come on Danny!! It's like a bath in here!" he shouted as I turned to look at Olly shaking his head admiring his cute little brother splashing around. With a twist, he turned and dove gracefully into the refreshing aquamarine water of the pool. I watched as he swam smoothly under the water before surfacing halfway across to the other end. The boy was clearly at home in the water, as he swam to the other side, he did a flip turn and then swam back to where he had started just beneath where I stood. Putting his hands up on the pool coping, he nimbly popped up out of the water and stood dripping next to me with a huge grin plastered across his face. I could only stare at Olly, glistening with a sheen of wetness, as water droplets rolled smoothly down his lean torso. Once again, my eyes were drawn inexorably down the length of his body; and once again the tingling sensations stirred inside my stomach as my gaze fell upon the now wet and form fitting fabric of his speedo. Swallowing hard, and with great effort I managed to look away; but knew that Olly must have seen what I'd been staring at. Raising my eyes back up to look at his boyish face, he smiled warmly at me in contemplation, as if somehow he had sensed what I was thinking. Before I had time to react, he wrapped his arms around my chest and launched us both into the water. The temperature was amazing, just like Kit had said, warm enough to be a bath. This wasn't like the institutional colder water I was used to when swimming at school or on holiday. Hearing both of them laughing at my less then dignified entrance to the pool I spent the next few minutes chasing and splashing water at the other two boys in retaliation. It was such good fun, and I was loving the skin-to-skin contact with both of them equally as we wrestled in the water. After around 40 minutes of playing around I was getting tired so moved to one side of the pool, stretching my arms behind my back to support myself while watching the other two glide gracefully through the water. Swimming over with a cheeky little grin on his face, I saw something mischievous in Kit's eyes. He grabbed one of my hands and pulled me about a meter or two along the side of the pool, and almost whispering said: "It's much better to relax...um...right here" with concentration in his voice. With both hands on my shoulders Kit positioned me where he wanted me, and I could feel the water jets from the filtration system spraying at my backside. "Turn around" he giggled as he saw my body jolt at the unexpected feeling the jets gave me. Not wanting to be rude to my host, and excited at what it might feel like spraying directly into my crotch I happily obliged. "Mmm.... Uh" I sighed aloud relishing the feeling. He floated next to me, focusing on my facial contortions, elated to have shown an older boy something so naughty. "Ok my turn!" he pleaded in his high pitch little voice far too quickly for me to fully appreciate the experience, before pushing softly at my side. Reluctantly, I moved away, only to see the little horn dog grind his crotch right into the pool wall directly in front of the water jet. "Ahhhhh....that feels so scrummy!" "Oi! Stop being such a little pervert Kit" Olly shouted from across the pool, while swimming towards us laughing "Sorry mate, he's such a horny little weirdo" "It's OK...it was pretty nice" I blushed while still watching Kit writhe around in the water. "Ha ha. He's already bent you!" Olly said, basking in his little brother's obvious corruption of my innocence. "Right, I'm getting out - shall we get in the sauna?" "Sure..um..I've never had one before...Do I need to do anything before we go in?" I asked not sure if I needed a drink or anything. "Nope. We just need to shower off the chlorine before we use it, or dad will kill me" Olly said. Pulling himself out of the pool, he dropped his speedos and strutted naked over to the changing room, tossing them onto one of the benches. I got out of the pool leaving his randy little brother humping away at the water jets and followed Olly, although still clad in my trunks. I didn't mind showering naked in front of the guys at school, but this felt more intimate as there were only 2 of us in the small changing room. Plus, we were exposed to the pool area, where the windows made me feel like I was outside. He got under one of the shower heads and gestured for me to use the other one next to him. As we showered together, he looked down at me showering in my heavy trunks, chuckling at my shyness. Not wanting him to make fun of me I said: "I don't want to get naked in front of a little kid! And there aren't any doors so your dad could walk in like any minute!" I said trying to justify my insecurity. "We're all boys here Danny. Plus, Kit's not that 'little'" he said winking at me. "Try and relax a bit. You can't wear those trunks in the sauna either way, but if you're still shy you can just put a towel on. Plus, I've seen your boy bits and you've got nothing to hide!" He snickered. Annoyed at myself for always seeming to be behind all my peers in confidence and self-acceptance I gave him a feeble smile and nodded. As he left his shower for the sauna next door, I watched Olly's satin smooth rounded bottom as he sauntered away, admiring his delicately dimpled cheeks. Before he was out of sight, my view of his pert little ass was replaced with the view of not so little Kit's fully hardened dick, bouncing up and down as he walked towards the shower next to me with a shit-eating smirk on his face. His tanned, blue veined cock pulsed with each beat of his young heart, the stiff shaft pointing around 5 inches into the air just above his flat belly. His balls hung gently one below the other between his smooth hairless thighs, the small eggs clearly defined in an equally smooth little sac. Taking in the sight of his well-defined, taut young body, I didn't look away this time. He really was a boy God. All of the creases were in the right place, and it was clear that as he matured, he would turn into a perfect specimen of, first boyhood, then manhood. "What?" He beamed "Those jets make me feel funny!" while absent-mindedly tugging at his little ballsack. "Nothing. It's OK." I said shyly, somehow intimidated by a younger boy, a whole two years beneath me at Milgrove. "Can you take those off before you get in the sauna? Dad gets really mad when we break the rules" He said with genuine concern and pointing at my trunks. Reluctantly obeying his request as if to calm the unease on his face, while also secretly excited to expose myself to him, I dragged my trunks down my thighs, revealing my slightly plumped dick. "Cool. You've got a nice one. Nearly as big as Olly" he said matter of factly while apparently studying my dick and balls. I was enjoying the feeling of being totally exposed, almost too much though so gave him a quick grin and skipped out of the changing room to grab a towel and get into the sauna. Wrapping a towel firmly around my waist, I turned the corner and could see Olly clearly through the glass panel lying naked on his front. Before entering, Kit brushed past me almost jumping into the warmth of the sauna, giggling at my reluctance to join his older brother. After a shallow breath I swung the door open to step inside. The moist heat of the room enveloped me at once. It was a drastic change from the cooler air just outside. I looked around nervously at the other two boys. Kit was sitting on a bench along the left wall, his bare legs and feet dangling loosely over the side. Olly on the other hand was lying on his stomach stretched across one of the benches on top of his towel. The boy lay there naked, with his eyes closed, arms folded up under his cheek for support. I found it hard to catch my breath. I half crawled up onto the bench to my right and leaned back against the moist warm grain of the wall. I looked back at Olly; and was drawn to his exquisite naked figure in front of me and I shivered, in spite of the heat. His body was already damp and dripping with perspiration, and my eyes devoured him. I closed my eyes and swallowed tightly. My breathing was elevated somewhat, and I could feel my fingers trembling with excitement. All of these things might go unnoticed by the other two boys. But not my rising boner which now seemed to throb unremittingly beneath my towel. Discreetly, I moved my hands and cupped them innocently in my lap, trying to hide the less than subtle growth that had formed there. I squeezed my eyes shut for a moment trying to concentrate, but there was no way my aroused little member was going to go away any time soon. As if to make the situation even harder (excusing the pun), when I looked back at Kit next to me, he was as brazen as ever, grinning down at the 5-inch boner in his lap. His looked down at his cock, which had flopped up onto his belly, hardening in little pulses until the small head was looking up at his big one, his foreskin retracting with each throb. He reached down and touched himself, gripping onto the stiffened shaft and squeezing the length of it, especially the covered head then stroking it slowly, uncovering and covering his cock head. "Seriously?" Olly chided him while rolling over onto his back "Not in front of Danny, Kit. That's too far even for you!" I just sat there with a dopey look on my face, unsure of whether my friend had caught me watching his little brother. I also didn't really want the little nymphomaniac to stop, undeniably enjoying the show. Looking at Olly, he gave me an apologetic look, then laughed "I remember meeting my little friend at that age and couldn't stop playing with him either." All 3 of us laughed at that, Kit not the least bit embarrassed about being caught pretty much wanking out in the open. It was then I heard a door open and close, and I quickly tightened the towel around my waist even more. Was their dad coming to check on us? Before I could hazard another guess as to who had entered the pool an extremely attractive women turned to look through the glass at us. "Mummy!" Kit screeched upon seeing him mum. Without caring about the fact he was completely naked, nor that he was painfully erect, he jumped up from the bench and ran out to embrace her. I glanced over at Olly, stunned at Kit's lack of reticence in allowing her to see him that way. What also surprised me was that Olly didn't cover up either. I was getting used to being naked around other kids, but adults, parents?, no way I could do that. I thankfully held my towel tightly in my little grip as Mrs Mallory poked her head into the sauna to say hello. "Hey mum. This is Danny. Danny, this is my mum" Olly introduced us without flinching at lying there on his back completely naked in front of her. "Um...hi...nice to meet you" I creaked, hoping she wouldn't see the bulge in my towel, I kept my left hand squarely on my lap to protect my modesty. She was a beautiful golden-blond woman of similar age to my own mother, but with a much more athletic build. Wearing a snug fitting white tennis dress that accentuated her Florida tan from their recent holiday, I gulped upon seeing her large boobs pushing at the top of its built-in bra. Leaning into the sauna only showed off more of her cleavage to my young eyes. "Lovely to meet you, Danny. I'm so glad you came to spend the weekend. Olly has been talking about you for weeks!" She said warmly with a radiant smile while giving me the once over. "Muuuummmm. Why do you always embarrass me like that!" Olly whined in a high-pitched little shriek. This was the first time I'd seen his insecurity. What was wrong with talking about your friends to your parents? I had bored mum to death with stories about all my new Milgrove buddies. "Oh honey. Calm down. It's nice to finally meet him. Do you boys mind if I join you for a bit? I'm a bit sore from tennis" She said. At that I was sure Olly would object and I'd be able to escape the sauna without anyone seeing my painfully erect little member. "If you must" He sighed to my sudden consternation, as I squirmed uncomfortably against the bench. Watching the 40-year-old women leave the sauna and head out of our view, my relief was very short lived as she returned from around the corner a minute or so later with only a towel wrapped around her now naked body. I had never in my young life seen any woman naked, except for my mum in early childhood. Completely entranced by the large breasts under her towel and the secrets that lay beneath I sat there quietly trying to catch my breath once again. She casually nudged Olly to sit up, and sat down next to him, still covered by her towel as she smiled affectionately at me directly opposite her. Smiling awkwardly back at her, I watched my young friend Olly slight irked at her interruption sitting up on his towel, leaning back next to her. Kit then came back into the sauna, sitting directly next to me, our thighs touching with only my towel preventing skin to skin contact. I was relieved to see his mum's arrival had calmed his young erection down into a less provocative, semi-hard state. After a few seconds that felt like minutes in my young mind, I was starting to unwind into this unaccustomed situation until Mrs Mallory opened her towel with a relaxed sigh that caused me to look in her direction. She revealed her large firm breasts with darkened areolas and rigid pink nipples. Her body was even more athletic than her two young offspring, showing muscular definition even in places where I didn't realize it could flourish. Her pussy was full but smooth, slightly open with a recently shaved crop of pubic hair that sent me almost over the edge. Not knowing where to look, I stiffened up and averted my gaze. At seeing my reaction to his mother's nakedness and feeling my thigh tighten next to his, Kit giggled: "You should take off your towel too! It feels so much nicer" "Kit dear, leave poor Danny alone." Mrs Mallory said softly as she relaxed in the heat of the sauna. Looking over to thank her, I noticed her eyes were closed, her body blissfully reclining against the cedar grain of the wall behind her. Not wanting to miss the opportunity to ogle the first real 'boobies' I had seen in my life, I tentatively looked down over her chest, marveling at their shape. These weren't little titties like some of the more mature girls back at school had, but hefty, enchanting breasts full of form and temptation. I couldn't take my eyes off them, wandering how they would feel in my small hands. Venturing further, I then looked down at her most forbidden loins, and could see moisture forming around her full pussy lips. Breathing more heavily now, I heard a faint little chuckle and was mortified to see Olly looking directly at me peering over his mum. "Come on Danny. Let's head back upstairs and get changed." He said with a lascivious little smile. He didn't seem that bothered by my improper behavior as he stood up and wrapped the towel around his waist and walked through the door to the sauna. I got up awkwardly, holding the towel at the front to conceal my excitement, although not before Mrs Mallory opened her eyes to acknowledge our departure. She must have seen the bulge I was exhibiting, obscenely tenting out my towel. Blushing profusely now, the cooler air outside the sauna was a very welcome feeling. Olly picked up both our swimming costumes from the changing area and dumped them into a concealed laundry bin in the corner of the room, before grabbing my hand and leading me back through the house up to his room. "Um...sorry...uh...about...you know...looking at your...mum" I mumbled as we entered the privacy of his room. "It's OK Danny. Have you never seen a naked woman before?" he asked "No...well not until just then. Have you...you know...seen one....other than your mum?" "Um, well OK" he said calmly while obviously debating with himself whether to let me in on something. "We are kind of nudists. Like, when we go on holiday, we go to resorts where everyone is naked." Looking over at him, he was showing real vulnerability that I wasn't used to seeing from him. As he grabbed a pair of shorts from his wardrobe and slipped them on, he avoided all eye contact, waiting anxiously for any reaction from me. Not knowing what to say, but at the same time honored he trusted me with his secret, I tried to allay any fears he had, laughing: "Now I get why you don't have any tan lines! I thought you were like Greek or something!" Olly seemed instantly relieved as he smiled broadly, showing off that beautiful, dimpled grin of his. Reaching out, he took me by the wrist and quickly pulled me in for a hug, giving me a peck on the cheek much like Charlotte did back at Milgrove. Friendly, but also with an undertone of something more, something sensual. "Come on..." He said excitedly "I'll show you around the rest of the place." I was unsure what to think of his revelation about their lifestyle but having recently become the little exhibitionist I was definitely not judging him. I was feeling envious, intrigued while also impressed at his confidence. I was still learning to be at ease around other nude boys, and he was carefree naked around other girls, women, and men too. ------------------------------ We spent the next hour or so exploring his huge home, and then running around outside playing football with his younger brother until Mrs Mallory called us all in for supper. She wasn't as good as mum as cooking, obviously more used to eating out, but it was a really nice meal, nonetheless. As we all sat around the big dining table just off the living room, the Mallory's showered me with attention, learning of my passion for rugby and playing sports as much as the two boys did. Enjoying the feeling of being the center of attention, my chest puffed out with pride. "Also, Danny is fighting away the girls at Milgrove. I'm starting to worry he might take Sophie away from me" Olly giggled poking me in the ribs. "So do you have a girlfriend then young man?" His dad asked me, with genuine curiosity. "Um..well..yes sir.. um...Mr Mallory. I am going to the Valentines Dance with Charlotte Morris." "Ah Mike Morris's daughter. Yes, I know the family. Good stock" he said nodding to himself. "She's really fit!" Kit said looking over at me with more than simply admiration in his eyes, a hint of jealousy in those icy blues of his. I looked back at him, accepting his praise while giving him a little wink. In no time at all, he would have the girls lining up around the block for him. He was destined to be a lady-killer. At just 11, Kit was already turning heads of most of the girls at school, if not most of the boys too. After dinner, while the adults retired to the main living room, we headed upstairs to the kid's playroom, or 'den' as Olly now called it, to watch a movie. All three of us sprawled out on the large sectional sofa they had positioned in front of the TV, and we flicked through Sky Movies looking for something we all wanted to watch. We didn't have Sky TV (essentially cable) at home, just the 4 terrestrial channels most homes in the UK had, so I was amazed at the choice on offer. As Olly flicked through, he stopped on a film called 'Lord of the Flies' - a book we would be studying later that year in school. "This is supposed to be good - a load of boys get stuck on an island and then all go crazy and savage" He told us enthusiastically. "It looks scary though" Kit whined rolling his legs on top of mine "Will you look after me if I get too afraid?" he whimpered looking at me, not Olly. "Sure mate" I said tapping his legs while grinning over at Olly. As we put on the movie, we were all completely absorbed in the sight of dozens of half-naked boys running around on an island, each of us imagining what we would do in a similar situation. At one point towards the end of movie, Kit sat up hugging into my side whispering something about not liking one of the main characters called Jack, who had just killed poor Piggy in the film. I put my left arm over his shoulder, and he snuggled up to me. The warmth from his body and the vanilla smell of his hair gave me goosebumps, and the innocence of the situation started to dissipate as my dick took this as another opportunity to make things embarrassing. There was no way he wouldn't notice it lying the way he was in my lap. His right arm was curled up right on top of my growing package. He glanced up into my eyes after feeling my bulge twitching, with a carnal look that was so out of place on such a young boy. Not wanting to encourage the brazen behavior I had seen at the pool earlier; I slowly pushed him off of my lap saying I needed the toilet. The little flirt however took the opportunity to brush his hand over my now hardened cock before reluctantly moving aside. Flustered, horny and reveling in having someone touch me down there for the first time in my life, even if it were a younger boy, I scampered to the bathroom to calm myself down. Not wanting to be caught out wanking in there again like this morning, I took some deep breaths, tucked my boner under the top of my shorts and returned to the den. I could hear them talking quietly as I entered the room, only catching the end of the conversation from Kit "....he definitely was. I promise" before both looked up at me smiling almost too innocently and went back to watching the film's conclusion. What were they talking about? Had Kit told him I got a boner? God that would be so hard to explain to Olly - he had invited me to his home, revealed a secret he obviously didn't want other people to know about, and I was getting horny with his little brother. Not for the first time today, I needed to get my shit together. Once the movie finished, it must have been close to 9pm and we were all pretty tired. We got changed into our pjs and headed downstairs to say goodnight to Mr and Mrs Mallory. Ever the prude, I had on matching cotton pajama top and bottoms, Olly just in pj bottoms, and Kit in a t-shirt and soft cotton shorts. I thanked their parents profusely for their hospitality, getting a nod of approval from Olly for my good manners and we climbed the stairs back up to his room. I was surprised that Kit followed us inside, but then again, he had practically been our shadow all day until this point. After brushing our teeth together in the large bathroom, we all ran and jumped onto Olly's expansive double bed. The 3 of us lay there in a circle of limbs looking at each other grinning from ear to ear. I was surprisingly calm, no longer nervous but actually excited at the proximity to these two dreamboats. "So, you must be excited about the dance Danny?" Kit asked in his melodic little voice. "Yeah. I guess. I mean Charlotte is really cute and I can't wait to actually kiss her at last" I told them both. "What? You haven't kiss her yet?" Kit continued his mini-interrogation "Not even once?" "Well yeah on the cheek and stuff, but not properly on the mouth yet" I said, hoping my childishness wasn't going to diminish the awe with which Kit looked at me. "But you have actually kissed a girl, right?" Olly asked, now equally as intrigued at my experience with the fairer sex as his younger brother. "Um...n..no...not yet" I stammered out. Knowing Olly had actually snogged at least 4 girls back at Milgrove, I blushed at revealing how far behind him I was in my sexual exploration. "So, what are you going to do when she wants to kiss you next weekend?" He asked, adding to my growing apprehension. "Well...I guess...she...might not have....kissed anyone yet...too...so" "But you don't want to get it wrong right?" He cut me off "That would go round all the girls so quickly. You don't want them to think you're a little kid, right?" He asked with genuine concern. "No. Of course not!" I was getting angry now. Were they purposefully trying to make fun of me? As I sat up on the bed, breaking our little circle, the two boys looked at me, now aware of the effect the conversation was having on me. "Sorry mate. I didn't mean to piss you off" Olly smiled warmly at me "I just thought maybe I could give you a few pointers?" At this I went from angry to intrigued instantly. "Like what?" I asked softly. "Well. Um...Kiss you hand as if it were Charlotte's mouth so I can see how you do it" he suggested Nervously I raised the palm of my hand to my mouth, puckered up my lips and kissed it in front of the two boys. Softly, as how I had seen people kiss on the TV. "OK not bad" Olly encouraged me "Now try French kissing, when you lick her tongue with yours" At this I noticed both he and Kit had sat up and moved closer to me to get a better look. Unsure of what I was doing, I kissed my palm again, although this time poking out my tongue slightly. Looking back at Olly for his guidance I could see he was thinking about something that made him blush slightly. "I can't really see anything" he said while tugging at his crotch in his pjs. "Me neither" Kit almost whined, obviously aroused at what he was watching and keen to learn the art of kissing as much as I did. "Maybe try kissing my hand so I can feel what you are doing?" Olly suggested, not making eye contact with me. He was obviously nervous at what he had proposed, and what my reaction would be. "OK...um...sure" I squeaked far too quickly to pretend I wasn't sure about it. Here was the boy who had forced me to question my burgeoning sexuality on numerous occasions asking me to lick him. OK it was only his hand, but I was overcome with butterflies in my tummy and tingles in my groin. He raised his palm towards my face, and as I leaned forward to kiss it. I noticed Kit had also leaned in now, so close I could feel his breath on my cheek as my lips met Olly's hand. I felt a spark shoot through me as we made contact and heard a soft whimper from both boys at the taboo of the situation. Opening up my lips slightly, I tentatively stuck out my tongue to taste his now sweaty palm. It tasted slightly salty from his nervous perspiration but so naughty I began lapping enthusiastically at it. He giggled at the sensation and pulled his hand away, obviously as stimulated as I was at what we were doing. Glancing down, I could see we were all pretty hard at this point, the thin cotton of our pjs doing little to cover any discretion. "That was funny you two" Kit laughed, his hand adjusting his stiffy in his shorts. "So...um...what do you think?" I asked Olly after calming down from my arousal. "Well maybe don't go that crazy when you kiss her!" he giggled, but then looking more seriously "I'm not sure though. It's hard to tell" As if reading our thoughts, our shameless little sidekick changed everything with a simple, yet lustful proposal. "Why don't you just show him Olly? Like on your mouth?" he continued "I know some of the boys practice at school and stuff for when they get girlfriends" I wasn't sure whether his idea stemmed from innocence or something more carnal, but as he spoke both Olly and I took in sharp inhales of breath. I wanted this, no longer questioning if I might be a bit gay. He was gorgeous and I was desperate not only to learn from him, but also to kiss him whether this was a learning experience or not. Struggling to look at each other, waiting for the other to answer first, Olly spoke first. "Um...OK I guess...but this doesn't leave this room. Kit - you can never tell anyone OK?" "Yeah, I won't I promise!" he chirped, delighted at what was unfolding right in front of him. "What..um..do you think Danny?" Olly asked me, evidently as nervous and heated as I was. "K" was all I could squeak out, slowly looking up at him. This was new territory for all of us. While Olly had the only experience when it came to kissing, that was with girls and not boys. The sexual energy in the room was now at boiling point. All three of us sat up on our knees to get into position, Kit making sure he didn't miss anything. I moved towards Olly, our faces now inches apart, and we looked deeply into each other's eyes. The distance closed, and our lips met; intertwined with boyish lust. It was warm, sweet and moist, and I was overcome with the stimulation of it. Feeling Olly's tongue at my lips, I parted them, and soon we had each other's tongues buried in the other's mouth. Olly moved his hips as we exchanged spit, trying to accommodate his pulsating hard-on. Nuzzling each other like experienced lovers, I was getting really into it and delighted in the presence of our little witness only inches away from us. Kit had leaned in to get a closer look at our tongue battle, and I could feel his heavy breathing washing over us. It only made the situation even more erotic. After a few minutes, we reluctantly broke away from each other, and I looked into Olly's eyes, slightly embarrassed but full of lust. "Wow" he said "that was pretty intense". "Yeah" I managed to get out "um...so was I...um...OK?" desperately trying to maintain my composure. I had finally had my first kiss, and it had been absolutely amazing. I was buzzing with emotion. "Charlotte's a lucky girl" he chuckled pushing me back on the bed, reminding us why we had just done that. We both liked girls, we weren't gay. But I could see he had enjoyed it just as much as I had. We were only 12 and 13, surging with the hormones of our blossoming adolescence. But I had loved it. He tasted so scrumptious and I wanted more. "Do it again!" Kit urged us, basking in the naughtiness of it all. I looked at Olly hopefully, delighted to see a wry smile grow across his face. I kneeled up again, moving much less tentatively this time, making swift contact with his lips. This time it was my tongue pushing at his lips and savoring the flavor of his mouth. It jolted me with excitement, and I sucked the wetness of his tongue as if trying to quench my sexual thirst. I felt his hand move around onto my back, holding me in position. I mimicked him, although with him being taller than me, my hand landed directly on his pert little bum. As soon as he felt my hand there, Olly moaned into my mouth, causing us both to get even more aroused. I quickly snapped my hand away, not wanting to bring an end to our kiss by pushing things too far. Exploring his mouth with my tongue, I felt his hand rubbing sensually at my lower back and then suddenly jerk down onto my ass. Now it was my time to moan, but he removed his hand quickly and pulled away from the kiss. Not understanding why he had stopped so abruptly, I saw him look down disapprovingly at Kit rolling around on the bed laughing. It was then I realized that Kit had moved his older brother's hand down to my bum, not Olly. Not wanting to show my disappointment I laughed with Kit, causing Olly to relax and join in the nervous giggles. We both attacked the little minx with tickles, bringing the sexual tension down to a more comfortable level. "Awww. Come on that was so fun" Kit complained at seeing we were apparently done with kissing practice for the evening. "Can't I have a practice go too?" "No bloody way. It's one thing kissing my friend, but my little brother? No chance!" Olly said, airing his authority. "How about with Danny?" Kit turned to me with a pleading look in his angelic little face. I was winded with excitement. The softening boner in my pjs sprang back to life at the thought of kissing this little cutie. He was just as beautiful as his older brother, but his young age made the whole situation feel even more arousing. I wanted this almost more than the kiss with Olly but had to be careful not to look too enthusiastic. I didn't want my friend to think I was a pervert. "That's up to Danny" Olly said grinning at me. "Um...OK...I guess" I said approaching the little angel on the bed. Giving we were about the same height, we bumped noses due to his eagerness to get into position and experience his first kiss. "Calm down" instructed his older brother as I pushed my lips against his. They were so soft, and his blemish free little face smelled heavenly, emanating a faint heat from his obvious arousal. Licking across his lips, I heard a little whimper come from him, as he opened his mouth to my advancing tongue. I felt his quivering little tongue hesitantly touch mine with enticing naivete. As he moaned softly into my mouth, I sensually licked across his mouth, getting lost in his delectable taste. Overcome with animal desire, I grabbed Kit and pushed him onto his back as my tongue penetrated his young mouth. Sweeter tasting than his older brother, he was absolutely delicious. He was moaning loudly now, and I continued our tongue battle lying on top of the little stud, feeling his boner pressing against my thigh. I scared myself with my sudden fervor, worried at what I might have done if Olly wasn't in the room. I wanted to rip off his little shorts and grab his dick, touch it, lick it, worship it. Olly's laughter at the supposed 'playful' roughhousing brought me back to my senses, as I broke off the kiss and rolled away from Kit. I pretended to laugh with Olly, although something in Kit's eyes told me he knew it wasn't all innocent, and that he had awoken something deep down inside of me. He had felt something similar in his loins, and his loud moaning and bright red flushed face was evidence of that. Sitting up with a ballsy little grin, he maintained eye contact with me as he audaciously touched his straining boner underneath his shorts. It was hot. "Right, that's your cue to go and beat yourself silly little brother!" Olly chuckled as he grabbed Kit by his armpits and walked him out of the room, his hard dick lewdly poking out at the front of his cotton shorts. I could hear his feeble begging to stay with us, but his brother wasn't giving in, and we wouldn't see him again until the next day. Returning to the room and locking the door behind him, Olly jumped up to join me on the bed. "That was so funny mate. I love how you rolled the little horn dog onto his back. At one point it looked like you were going to shag him silly!" "Y...yeah...after earlier in the pool I didn't want him to get all horned up again. That would be weird with another boy" I said quietly, careful not to make eye contact. I didn't want Olly to see the lust his brother had stirred in me. As we both got into his bed and under the sheets, his peeled off his pj bottoms and threw them across the room onto the floor. Seeing my skittish reaction, he giggled: "Shit sorry Danny - I always sleep naked. I can put them back on if you want?" "N...no...it's cool. I guess if you walk around naked outside all the time, sleeping naked is kind of normal." "You can too if you want? It's so much more comfortable without clothes on" He said suggestively. "Um...OK...sure" I stuttered as I pulled off my pyjama top and scooted out of my bottoms, ungracefully discarding them to the floor next to the bed, close enough for me to quickly put them back on if I needed to. It did feel much nicer naked though, especially in his luxurious sheets. Since the room was so warm, Olly casually flipped the top sheet down to our waists. As I turned my head, I noticed that he had rolled onto his side now and was watching me with a bemused smile. I smiled back, and then rolled onto my side as he propped his head up on his arm. Looking quietly at each other for a moment I could feel his breath on my cheeks. Despite having kissed both him and his brother this evening, this felt even more intimate somehow. With a wicked little smile, he looked at me whispering: "So do you...You know..." his eyes sparkled seeing my understanding of the question. "Y...yeah...but never with someone else...like...right next to me" I replied restlessly, breaking our eye contact. "It's not like gay or anything. I've done it loads of times and it just feels like, a bit naughty or something with someone else." He said, trying to convince me to join him "I think I can manage to keep my hands off you!" he then giggled trying to ease my apparent nerves. Unfortunately, this had the opposite effect, and I felt my dick twitching at the thought of Olly touching my aching hard-on. "K...sure" I whispered looking back into his deep blue eyes. "Sweet" he beamed With nervous grins, we both slowly started moving our hands under the sheets, rubbing ourselves gently with our palms. Too excited to hold back any longer though, Olly took hold of his rigid cock with his fingers and began rubbing it in earnest. Seeing the moving sheet above his crotch, I quickly joined in, by starting to stroke my own youthful 5 and a half incher. We pleasured ourselves that way for a few minutes; glancing shyly at each other every now and again. Seeing the look of bliss on his adorable face, and then watching the ministrations happening under the sheet was pushing me really close to cumming. Before I got there, he rolled sideways again, and curiously whispered "Wanna maybe...um...compare boners?" Trembling slightly, not in fear, but eager in excited anticipation of whatever was to come I nodded without saying a word, to his sheer delight. Olly smiled mischievously, reached out and pulled the sheet down past mid-thigh; and both of us stared wide eyed, scoping out each other's exposed erections. His was definitely bigger than mine by at least half an inch, maybe more. Seeing me staring, he removed his hand from his shaft and let me study his boyhood charms. He had nearly two dozen tiny silk like hairs starting to grow there; but you couldn't even see them unless you looked closely. There was a soft blue vein running along the left side, and the sheath of taught foreskin was pulled away slightly at the tip, revealing Olly's wet shimmering glans. Hornier than I think I had ever been, I felt emboldened to return the favor and moved my hand away from my dick, letting it slap up against my tummy. While not as big as his, I was painfully hard and looking down, it looked bigger than I had ever seen it. Olly's eyes widened as he peered at the sticky shine of my engorged glans. "Cool" he whispered going back to wanking his own cock but all the while staring at mine. As we continued to gently stroke our own tumescent boy tubes, I swallowed nervously, almost entranced by the sight of his 6 incher. I watched it intently, as stimulated as I had ever been. By this point there was little resistance left, and as our upper thighs unexpectedly made contact, I squealed excitedly, and my body tensed with the joy of impending ejaculation. Almost at exactly the same time, both of us exploded into youthful orgasm; sending our clear streams jetting upward, only to fall wetly back onto each other. He definitely squirted a lot more than I did. We continued to lie there, our young pubescent bodies almost vibrating in the afterglow. Sticky with boy seed and sweat, Olly sighed "That was so wicked..." I could only nod in agreement and smile contentedly as we both drifted off to sleep.