Date: Tue, 11 Oct 2022 00:33:29 +0000 From: Danny Masters Subject: Danny Masters Chapter 6 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 3 ------------------------------ The next morning, I woke up feeling more upbeat than ever before, Olly's positivity having obviously rubbed off on me. Disappointed to see he hadn't splayed across me in his sleep again, I brought myself slowly out of dreamland and sat up in bed. Looking down at him sleeping so peacefully, I didn't want to bring him out of his tranquil slumber, especially given I could see it was only 7am on his bedside clock. After sleeping until 11am the previous morning, his adolescent hormones and need for sleep were evidently more powerful than my own. Before getting out of bed, I took this intimate opportunity to gaze over his adorable little face partially veiled by his golden locks. His delicate mouth was slightly open, with a faint little dribble of saliva seeping down onto his pillow. I couldn't help myself, and I slyly dipped my finger into the little puddle of his spit and brought it back up to my mouth, sucking it in with sensual desire. It was warm and sweet, and sent butterflies coursing through my tummy down to my pulsing morning boner. I was about to grab hold of little Danny and try to give myself some much-needed release when I heard the bath running in the Jack and Jill bathroom next-door. Frozen in place at the indecent thoughts running through my mind, I tried to collect myself. I knew Kit would be in there, imminently soaping up his supple little body and probably intent on getting his morning wank out of the way before he made his way downstairs. Despite every bone in my body telling me not to do it, the flashbacks of his precious childish orgasm only hours before forced me out of bed to my feet. I stood there, fighting the urges to enter the bathroom and ravish the little minx, when I heard the water to the bath stop running and a shallow splash as he got in. Overcoming my more primal urges, I decided to take another less profane approach. Wrapping a towel around my waist, I tip-toed up to the door, opening it as quietly as possible so as not to alert Kit to my impending ambush. Pulling the door back as faintly as possible, I was delighted to hear it wasn't squeaking, and peered into the bathroom. With his head positioned at my end of the bathtub, he was still blissfully unaware of my presence. I closed the door softly behind me and looked down on the stunning little Adonis. His cock was halfway hard, his morning boner fighting against the serenity of his relaxing bath. It floated at the top of the water, almost obscenely from his little body, and with a shallow breath, I giggled: "Ooh la la" Spinning around quickly in the tub, he looked up at me, first in shock at the intrusion but then something much more impure. Shit, I thought, underestimating this little deviant's never-ending libido. Standing there, still in my towel, I was suddenly regretting my decision to creep up on Kit. The look in his face made me feel like the younger of the two of us and I was visibly intimidated by him. Loving the power he could see he had over me, he slowly stood up in the bath, letting the soap suds run down his tightly drawn body erotically. He ran his hands seductively around his tummy and sides as if to draw my attention directly to his now throbbing erection. "You wanna share?" he offered in that delightfully high voice of his, only slightly masking his dirty intentions. Paralyzed by the shift in power, I desperately tried to assert my authority in the situation, pretending to head for the sink to brush my teeth and trying to laugh off his grip on my eagerness to join him. It didn't work though, as I saw his reflection in the mirror staring back at me with pure, unadulterated desire. "I won't tell Olly. It can be our little secret" He said with a crudity I had not heard in his voice before. "Um...I'm not sure..." I squeaked out. "um...you...you promise?" desperate for this to happen but terrified at the potential repercussions. "Of course, dummy! I didn't tell him about our snog, did I?" He whispered, then smiled with the sexiest grin I had ever seen on a child. As I turned around to face him, the look of ecstasy on his angelic little face almost floored me. I shuffled awkwardly towards him; my towel still wrapped tightly around my waist. Standing next to him in the bathtub, I froze in place watching his hands extend to the top of my towel, releasing it to the floor with a single tug. Looking deeply into his icy blue eyes, his long luxurious dark lashes fluttered with the excitement of the direction things were taking. I looked down to see my hard-on was aching at the attention Kit was showing it. After enjoying another close inspection of my private parts, he dropped back down into the water, and ordered me to join him: "Get in silly!" I quickly obliged and sat at the other end of the tub from him with my legs drawn up to my chest in some vain attempt to cover up. We sat there in silence for a few minutes, just grinning nervously at one other before he took matters into his own hands. Grabbing a tube of vanilla body wash, the smell of which I had come to crave on the young boy, he poured a big glob of it into a small washcloth in his hand. "Turn around and I'll do your back" he said, giggling at the sight of my boner slapping against the side of the bath as I quickly did what I was told. I shivered as I felt Kit's cloth-covered hand move its way up across my shoulders. His touch was electrifying, and I reveled in the intimacy of it all. As he worked his way sensuously down my back, he stopped before his hands reached my bum, telling me to stand up so he could do my legs. Reluctantly I followed his orders, feeling his delicate touch moving up across my left leg towards my outer thigh to my hip. With a quick change of direction, he was then caressing my inner thigh. The horny little tyke worked the washcloth back down to my ankle, beneath the water playing with each of my toes in a way I felt had to be designed to drive me crazy, before moving onto the other leg. Working his way up my right inner thigh slowly I suddenly felt the washcloth brush against my smooth ballsack, causing me to gasp and jerk, desperately trying to maintain my balance as I stood in the tub. "Oops" Kit said with a sneaky little chuckle "Did I touch something naughty?" Knowing full well the effect he was having on me, I was completely spellbound by his display of sexuality. Finishing off his meticulous cleaning regime, I felt the washcloth tentatively touch my ass. Working my little cheeks, he slowly caressed my skin in playful little motions that made me squirm on the spot. Just as I thought he was finished, he moved towards my crack, and I gasped when I felt his cloth-covered fingers rub slow circles around the little pink rosebud of my anus. I nearly came on the spot, blissfully unaware of the erogenous zones that us boys had. "Time to turn around" he then said, catching his breath at the overwhelming excitement he was also feeling. I looked down at the obscene erection I had, not sure if I might be going too far with such a young boy and decided a change of tact was needed before I exploded all over his cherubic little face. "Why don't...um...I...do your back first" I offered with as much authority as I could muster. "Cool!" he squeaked, obviously excited to feel the same sensations he had just bestowed upon me. We both turned around in the tub, although instead of sitting under the water while I washed his back, Kit was stood upright with his back to me. Fully aware this would require me to stand up too, I could hear him giggle knowingly as I desperately tried to keep my hard-on from poking at his rear. Looking down over the flowing curves of his lithe little form, from the small of his back up the shallow rounded slope of his bare youthful bottom I had to take a deep breath before I could begin. Squeezing a more than adequate wad of the vanilla shampoo into my hands, I couldn't resist foregoing the washcloth, desperate to feel his skin with my trembling fingers. As I started washing his neck, shoulder blades and muscular little back, he let out a little whimper at the realization that my hands were directly massaging his body. His skin was so soft and delicate, I was struggling to breath properly but continued on, repeating his sequence down across his sturdy young legs. Raising up his right leg, after only a second or so of deliberation, I couldn't resist and brushed softly against the back of his dainty hairless little ballsack. As I touched him there, he let out a far from discrete squeal and I pulled my hands away, afraid he may have woken up Olly. After a minute or so of us both breathlessly stood there, he cocked his head and looked back at me with a pleading look: "He's still asleep, please finish Danny." The desperation in his young voice, combined with my own overpowering urge to continue brought my hands down to his tensed little cheeks. Sitting back down in the bath now, relieved at the coolness of the water around my genitals, I lathered them up gently with the body wash. Delighting in the feel of their supple form, I continued to stroke all over his pert little buttocks, hesitating to move onto the final step. As if agitated by my reluctance, Kit vehemently squirmed above me, passionately seeking the final massage of our mutual game. Moving his legs apart, drawing my gaze upon his flawless little grommet, I raised my soapy finger to it, unsure of what to do. "Ugghhhh" He sighed "Just rub it already." Consumed by the eroticism of our sexy game, I couldn't resist any more and I rubbed across his tight wrinkled muscle. Stopping myself from entering him, I went back and forth a few times and I could see Kit's knees went a little weak as the powerful feelings roared through his body. Grabbing onto his thighs to make sure he didn't fall over, he looked down at me with unparalleled lust in his young face. "Woooow" He said as he turned around, completely nonchalant to his raging hard-on right in front of my face "That was sooo cool I thought my dick was gonna explode". Savoring once again the sweet musky fragrance of his cock I was fervently horny, and in desperate need of release. I was considering moving to the shower to jack off as I sat there looking up at him. Hell Kit had already seen that, so I wasn't put off by the idea, actually getting even more aroused at showing him once again how the big boys did it. As I stood up to make my retreat, he stunned me with his next comment: "What about my front?" The suggestive tone of his tenor voice, coupled with the sight of his hands stroking across his salacious little body cut short my exit from the bathtub. I looked back at him, now we were stood face to face, our straining erections almost touching, unsure of what his insinuation had meant. Deciding I needed to exert some of my maturity over Kit, before he took complete dominance in our budding relationship, I whispered: "N...no...that's...um...too...much...Kit" "Awww. Come on. Me and Andy do it all the time" he revealed with a little giggle "What do you think we were doing after our swim yesterday?" He leaned forward then, and stole a quick lick at my lips, seeing my mouth was slightly open in the shock of realizing how much more experienced he was than me. "You do fancy me, don't you?" he said with a hopeful look in his alluring blue eyes. "Y...yeah" I mumbled, scaring myself at the confession. He took that as an invitation to proceed in his little game. Raising the now nearly empty tube of body wash to his hands, he gleefully squirted a healthy amount into the washcloth. As the cloth made contact with my budding pectorals, he targeted my little pink nipples, thrilled to feel them harden instantly at his touch. Feeling my heart thumping beneath my chest, he leaned forward again, although this time as our lips met and I was overcome with the stimulation of his warm, sweet mouth. Feeling Kit's tongue at my lips, I parted them, and we had each other's tongues buried in the other's mouth moaning in boyish excitement. I was sharply brought out of our dreamy kiss when I felt the washcloth completely envelop my engorged boner. The sensation was incredible, I could feel his tiny fingers working around my cock through the sheer fabric as he began to stroke it up and down. Almost falling over at the sudden pleasure, I heard a faint squeal of delight come out of Kit's mouth as he gazed down at my pulsing dick. While the washcloth covered most of my modesty, the head of my cock was exposed revealing my wet shimmering glans. Kit kneeled down in the bath water without missing a beat on the sensual strokes he was administering, obviously trying to get in a better position to watch the fireworks. As I squirmed about above him, delighting in the titillation of what he was doing to me, my knees almost buckled. Feeling my stomach tighten I desperately grabbed his shoulders for support. I could feel my orgasm urging its way up my rigid 5 and a half inches of boyhood, and before I could catch my breath, my penis forcefully spat out a spurt of clearish liquid. I was panting, as I felt my thighs and stomach begin to loosen. Looking down at Kit to let him know how amazing it had been, I was shocked to see my boy honey had landed directly on his cheek, at the corner of his mouth. Mortified at the lewdness of the sight, I was about to apologize profusely for doing something so obscene to the younger boy, before he stuck out his tongue and licked at it with a perverted little smile. "Mmmmm. Yummy" he giggled to my utter consternation "My turn!" While still in shock, the innocence in his high-pitched voice and the cute little smirk on his face was so erotic in the circumstances. As if quicker than ever before, I could feel my dick trying to return to its thickened state. So excited and worked up at what I had witnessed, I wasted no time in taking the washcloth from his little hand and sitting down in front of him. With a quick smell of his intoxicating loins, I lathered up the cloth, and slowly wrapped it around his quivering hard-on. I was entranced by how his cock felt under the cloth, it was strikingly rigid, but I could sense the softness of the skin around it. Feeling around it, as I slowly worked up and down his young shaft I was impressed at his girth, feeling similar to the thickness of my own boner. Of course, the washcloth might have added a bit more substance to it, but for someone so young he was sporting quite the appendage. Taking the opportunity to explore his little balls, I moved the cloth down and cupped them, treating them gently and with respect. He moaned at the shift in attention, the head of his boner now poking out from the top of the washcloth tantalizingly close to my face. I was desperate to taste it, thinking back to the vision of David and Louie at Milgrove sucking each other, and before I could stop myself, I stole a quick lick of his bulbous little head. It tasted slightly salty, but there was a definite sweetness to it. The satiny feel of his skin against my tongue only made it more delectable. The sudden, if not brief, stimulation caused Kit to squeal loudly again, bringing his little hands up to his mouth. Knowing that any further licks would surely wake up Olly, I pulled my face away from his groin and worked the washcloth back up over his boner, intent on finishing the job. Stroking up and down his length with more vigor, I could feel his whole body tensing up. It didn't take long before he reached his peak, and as he thrashed around and moaned above me, one final little squeak told me he was done. Pushing my hand away from his now sensitive glans, he smiled warmly down at me, basking in the delight of corrupting me into his little game. Kit lowered himself back into the water and sat cross legged in front of me, glowing in the aftermath of his intense climax. Enjoying the moment, I leaned back in my end of the bath and watched his beautiful little face as his breathing slowly recovered. I was completely and utterly mystified by him. Looking back at me sheepishly, he leaned forward slightly and whispered: "I can't believe you licked it. That was so naughty Danny" I blushed instantly, not just at the 'naughtiness' of it, but that I had actually done that to the little boy in front of me. Would he think it was perverted or freaky? His devilish smile allayed my fears, and taking the moment to reinforce our agreement, I said back to him: "Our little secret right?" "Yup" he giggled "Maybe next time I can lick yours?" sending butterflies coursing through my veins and causing my head to nearly explode. Before I dignified his suggestion with an answer, the door to his room swung open and Mrs Mallory walked in calling his name, obviously looking for her little prince. While the remaining bubbles in the bath gave me some protection from being exposed to her, I was more concerned at what she might think of me sharing a bath with her little boy. Surely, I was busted now, while the sexual aroma in the room was masked by the essence of vanilla that we had lathered each other up with, this was not normal behavior for boys our age. Seeing the look of horror on my face, Kit jumped to the rescue: "Morning Mummy! I'm helping to get Danny less afraid about being naked and stuff!" She smiled dotingly down at her little boy before looking back at me. "Ah sweetie, that's so kind of you! How do you feel Danny?" "Um...I...it's OK...I guess" I stuttered out, relieved that she had apparently bought Kit's story. Hearing all the commotion, a groggy eyed Olly then entered the bathroom from his door, looking down at me blushing in the bath sat across from his younger brother. "Ah look how cute they look!" He giggled, not thinking anything untoward of the situation I found myself in. It certainly helped that he was also completely naked, his morning boner trying to come to life. Looking down at his engorged state, Mrs Mallory simply chuckled "Boys!" with a shake of her head. "Breakfast is ready Kit. If you two hormonal little teenagers aren't going to sleep all day, maybe you'd like to join us for a change?" She smiled warmly, laughing at her own joke. "Sure mum. I just need a quick shower." Kit quickly jumped out of the bath, his penis now back in its flaccid state thankfully, and grabbed a towel from the shelf. "Or jump in the bath with Danny?" He said winking fiendishly at me. "The water's still nice and warm!" I could tell from the look on his face, he was suggesting that I continue our erotic washing game with his older brother. The little minx was relentless. With that he gleefully skipped out of the room, Mrs Mallory following behind to give me some privacy. "Ha ha. You look so funny mate!" Olly laughed down at me and the sudden rush of blood to my head Kit's provocative suggestion had caused. "Um...yeah...I didn't...um...know...your mum was going to come in" I squeaked "We were practicing being naked and stuff" I continued Kit's brilliant little lie. "No sweat. I don't think we can both fit in the bath without sliding all over each other though" he laughed, a hint of horniness in his voice. Looking down at his now fully hard erection, he chuckled "Plus I need to take care of something!" With that he entered the shower, leaving the glass door open so that we could talk to each other. I smiled awkwardly up at him as he wrapped his fist around his beating dick and slowly stroked it up and down. "Relax Danny!" he said noticing my discomfort "We've like done this in front of each other twice now! Breath!" I just laughed nervously up at him, with a look to let him know I didn't mind. After what I had just done with his little brother, this was almost childish in its eroticism. Standing up in the bath, he looked over at me, slightly disappointed to see I wasn't in the same state of arousal as he was. Wanting to practice my burgeoning new lifestyle, instead of wrapping a towel around my waist, I dried off in full view of Olly. I dropped the towel and went to the sink to brush my teeth, completely exposed to my friend fellating himself in the shower. Smiling back at him, as if I had thwarted his attempts to make me hard, I left the bathroom and sat on his bed as naked as the day I was born. He returned to his room a couple of minutes later, still slightly flushed from the obvious orgasm he'd just had and laughed at my exhibitionism. "See mate. It's not so bad, is it?" "Well...it's fine with you and Kit...even Beth" I stuttered, reliving our sensual encounter from the day before "But...um...adults is different...right?" "I get it mate." he said reassuringly "Maybe we could all have a swim or sauna together with my parents before we head back to Milgrove?" His suggestion made me blush. Then I thought to myself that if I couldn't get naked in front of two people who had shown me so much warmth and hospitality, how would I ever get naked in front of hundreds of strangers. Standing up from the bed, emboldened by my decision: "Umm...k...sure" I said, nearly squeaking at the excitement of the thought. Delighted at the newfound confidence he was giving me each day, Olly jumped up and gave me a friendly hug, his now soft cock slapping against my thigh, and we both laughed at the fleshy sound it made. "Great. Come on let's grab breakfast!" ------------------------------ Pulling on sports shorts but leaving our tops off as if to ease into what was to come, we headed downstairs to join his family. Mrs Mallory had fried up the perfect English breakfast, complete with sausage, bacon, scrambled eggs, tomatoes, baked beans, black pudding and toast, and my stomach rumbled at the sight of all the food. Seeing the ravenous look in my eyes Mr Mallory laughed and patted the seat next to him for me to join them: "Come and dig in Danny Boy!" He had already given me a nickname, well not quite, but for such a powerful and successful man to show me any level of affection caused me to feel giddy inside. Olly could see the happiness in my face, himself jubilant at how quickly his family had accepted me into the fold. We spoke of the plans for the day, and I learned his father would be driving us back to Milgrove later that afternoon after lunch. With little else on the agenda for any of the Mallory family, Olly suggested a family swim later that morning, causing me to gulp in nervous trepidation. Understanding what he was inferring to at seeing my reaction, Mrs Mallory looked across at me, warmly saying: "Danny Dear. Please don't feel pressured into doing anything you don't want to. It should be a relaxing experience, not a daunting one!" "N...no...it's OK" I said back to her, determined not to make a big deal out of it all. We finished our meal, and I helped the boys to clear the table and load the plates into the dishwasher, nervous but also impatient to get on with what was feeling like a rite of passage to fully integrate into this wonderful family. "I've got a few bits and pieces of work to do boys, so why don't you go and pack up your stuff and we can meet in the pool in an hour or so." Mr Mallory said, clearly indifferent to seeing me naked, or letting me see him for that matter. We headed back upstairs to pack up our things, and after making light work of the task, headed to the den and slumped down onto the sofas with Kit joining us a few minutes later. As they looked for something to watch on the tv, I lay back admiring the two of them from afar. They had both been such incredible, gracious hosts in what had easily been the best weekend of my life to date. While Olly had definitely helped me become more self-confident and secure in myself, he had also given me my first kiss so tenderly. I had fallen in love with him, that much was certain. Kit on the other hand, had awoken something much more carnal in my innocent young mind. No longer distressed by the thought of boy-on-boy sex, I was eager to explore it more and was desperate to involve him in my adventures. I knew he felt the same way and couldn't stop the butterflies from buzzing in my stomach at the thought of what might happen next with him. As if aware of my attention, he looked over excitedly at me: "You really gonna get naked with mummy and daddy Danny?" he asked energetically. Smiling back at his exquisite little face I could only nod, saying "Sure...I guess" with as much conviction as I could muster. "Why don't we get naked now then" he said with a mischievous little grin, and I waited for Olly to intercede and scold his little brother again, so was surprised when he said: "Actually, that's not a bad idea. It's always the first few minutes that can feel a bit funny. If we're already naked, you'll be more comfortable when we go downstairs". His voice raised slightly at the end as if he were posing a question to me, and I could see a glint of friskiness in his blue eyes as he looked directly at me. "Yeah" Kit cheered, jumping up from the sofa and stripping down to his birthday suit, his cock bouncing up and down as he jumped around, the purity of his happiness snapped me out of the previously lustful glances I was giving him. With a chuckle, Olly quickly shed his shorts too, and looked over to me encouragingly. Grinning with them now, I dutifully obliged and stood up, playfully drawing my shorts down my leg and kicking them over to him as if I were a stripper, causing Olly to burst out laughing. "Ooh la la" Kit squealed, not in lust this time, but having been equally amused by my antics. Plopping back down on the sofa, the other two followed and we sat there watching the tv having settled on the Simpsons, every now and again grinning over at each other. Olly was right, now that I was naked there was no build up, the apprehensive anxiety was gone, and I enjoyed the feelings of sitting there with the soft fabric of the sofa directly against my skin. Becoming engrossed in the funny cartoon we were watching, I had completely forgotten about my state of undress now, peacefully content in the moment. From the corner of my eye, I noticed movement and looked up to see Mrs Mallory smiling lovingly down at the milestone I was sharing with her boys. Determined to overcome the urge to cover up, I smiled back up at her to see she had brought my swimming trunks up from the laundry for me to take back to school. Not quite bold enough to stand up and walk over to her to collect them, she noticed my hesitation and brought them to me, allowing me to remain seated. With a quick glance down, customary of her nudist lifestyle, she chuckled: "You'll make your wife a very happy lady one day young man" causing me to redden instantly. "Muuuuuum! That's so gross!" Olly shrieked, causing me to laugh and my blushes to soften. Having succeeded in embarrassing her teenage son once again, Mrs Mallory left the room laughing at how easy it was to get a rise out of him now that he was in the throws of puberty. Mum down, just dad to go I thought to myself, proud at the composure I had shown in her presence. Returning my attention to the tv, I was secretly buzzing inside at letting her look at me completely exposed, and even more impressed with myself for not hardening up under her gaze. When the episode finished, Olly looked at me with a quick wink: "Ready?" Taking a sharp intake of breath, I stood up, grinning eagerly, and replied: "Let's do it!" As we walked out into the corridor towards the stairs, the cool air was unusually stimulating to my exposed loins. I had only ever been naked in the warmth and seclusion of a bedroom or bathroom before, as well as the Mallory's piping hot sauna of course, and the sensation was riveting. I could feel the air glide around my smooth dick and tightened little ballsack in a way only a nudist can truly appreciate. Arriving at the top of the stairs, Olly gave me a final look of encouragement, before taking my hand and leading me down to the ground floor of the house. Getting into the living room, as if to add his own show of reassurance, Kit grabbed my other hand, and I felt even more emboldened. By occupying both my hands, they had also ensured I wouldn't be able to cover up quickly if the urge to overcame me. Fully aware their dad would catch sight of us in only a matter of seconds, both brothers slyly slowed our pace as we approached his office. Ignorant to their little plan, we passed the large open doors, and I was effectively presented to him in my naked state by the brothers. I heard them both giggle as I helplessly tried to regain control of my arms, but it was too late, and Mr Mallory smiled down at me now completely exposed to his gaze. With a skittish look up at him appraising my youthful body and thankfully limp 4 incher, he looked directly into my apprehensive eyes, and hailed my courage: "Well done Danny Boy. I'm proud of you." sending me into a burst of pride. Looking slightly indignantly at Olly as we approached the pool, he just grinned at me: "Now they've both seen you, you've got nothing left to be worried about!" He was right of course, and in a way, I did appreciate that, however crudely, they had helped me breach the last hurdle I had to overcome in joining their nudist family. Delighted in my achievement, and seeing the alluring steam rising from the pool, I let go of both their hands and ran to jump into the water with a delighted squeal. While the cool air of the drafty corridors had felt stimulating, the way the water in the pool lapped around my genitals was something else. I had never skinny dipped before, and the sensations of the water stroking all around my budding testicles, along my cock and right inside my little crack was awesome. Relishing in my giddiness, the two boys jumped into the pool next to me. "Feels great right?" Olly asked "Wow. It's so different without trunks on!" I said back to him with marvel in my young voice, annoyed I had missed out on the wondrous feeling up until now. "The jets are even better when you're naked too Danny" the ever-indecent Kit then giggled. "Maybe not with mum and dad joining us shortly eh Kit?" his older brother snapped, trying to restrain the little minx's libido. Almost as if on cue, the double doors to the pool opened and Mrs Mallory walked in completely naked, checking to make sure I was still OK with everything and not feeling pressured. A smile plastered across my face told her I was coping just fine, and she lowered herself elegantly into the water, before swimming over to where we were splashing around. "How do you feel darling?" She asked me, genuine kindness in her voice. "It feels great Mrs Mallory!" I squealed, embarrassed as my high-pitched voice exposed my immaturity to her. Being naked with an equally naked adult woman in a pool felt so grown up, and I was impressed at my ability to have kept my boner from ruining the situation. Before I let my thoughts run away with themselves, the doors then opened again and in walked the head of the household. Almost scared to look up at him, having never seen a grown man's genitals before, I was quickly calmed when I saw him head for the showers. Unaware the rest of the family were avidly watching for my reaction; I studied him as he got under the stream of water beneath the shower head. I was amazed at how physically toned he was for someone in his early 40s, impressed by the broad shoulders and muscular back that led down to his surprisingly firm and smooth bubble butt. Wiping the water from his face, he slowly turned in our direction, giving me a full front view of his body. My eyes shot from his face, down his stubbly chest and 8-pack abs to a well-groomed but still overtly manly bush above his huge cock. I'm sure I let out a little whimper as I watched it dangling down in front of his smooth balls, shocked to see it had to be at least 7 inches soft. Still dazed by his potent masculinity, I continued to watch him as he walked towards us in the pool. Enjoying the sight of the water dripping down his tanned athletic body, I stared as his dick as it flopped back and forth against his muscular quads. With a dive as graceful as his eldest son had demonstrated a few days before, he glided through the water surfacing only a meter or so in front of me. Speechless, and not really sure where to look or what to say, I was brought out of my trance by the sound of the two boys laughing hysterically at the look on my face. "Don't worry mate, they're not all that big!" laughed Olly, taking the opportunity to wrap his arm around my next and ruffle my wet hair in a show of compassion. "I call it the whopper" giggled Kit, causing me to laugh and push Olly off me to try and regain my composure. "Sorry Danny, I hope I didn't shock you" their father said to me "It's the Mallory curse I'm afraid!" With the vision of his huge cock still ingrained into my young mind, I suddenly understood why his sons were so hung for their tender ages. "Um...n...no...Mr Mallory" I stammered "I have...um...never...seen an adult's...um...thing before" I stopped myself from swearing. "Olly is right though Danny. Edward is rather well endowed, so don't expect all men to be the same size. In fact, a lot of them are the same size as you and Olly are, if not even smaller sometimes." Mrs Mallory said to me softly to ensure I knew she wasn't lying. "Right then, who's up for a round of Follow the Leader!" Mr Mallory bellowed to move the topic of conversation along. Both boys jumped up in delight at their father's suggestion, the game being incredibly popular in the French resorts they visited. Unsure of what the game was, I looked around in confusion, only for Olly to explain the rules to me in childish exuberance. He explained that we pick one player to be the 'leader' and one to be the 'watcher.' The leader needs to be in the middle of the pool and the watcher stands on the edge of the pool where they can see everyone. Everyone else needs to line up behind the leader in the water. When the watcher says 'GO' the leader starts their challenge. They can do anything they want: pose, float underwater, do a handstand, whatever they can come up with. The players must mimic the leader exactly, and the watcher keeps a close eye on the action, eliminating any players who don't do what the leader does. Eliminated players need to leave the pool, and the last player in the water is the winner. Understanding the rules, I was not sure if I was ready to be the watcher, stood outside of the pool in front of them all, so was relieved when Mrs Mallory opted to take on the role. After a quick vote, and being the youngest, Kit was given the privilege of being the leader in the game. Being shorter than everyone else, we relocated to the shallow end of the pool to accommodate our leader, while Mrs Mallory stood directly in front of us, looking down at the four of us with a glowing smile. I couldn't resist stealing a quick peek at her in all her glory, watching the drops of water rolling down her fascinating cleavage or forming around her pink nipples, now erect in the cooler air outside of the warm water. Some carried on their journey down across her tight stomach to her shaven bush, and a lucky few drops glistened directly atop her slightly protruding lips. While it was arousing to watch, I forced my concentration back to the game at hand, not wanted to be evicted from the pool first. As Kit basked in being the center of attention, he looked around mischievously trying to come up with his first challenge. Starting slowly, he pinched his nose with his fingers and sunk under the water, sitting at the bottom of the pool holding his breath. The three of us followed suit and were given the green light to carry on by Mrs Mallory. He nearly caught me out on one of the following rounds, striking a pose similar to the downward dog, presenting his puckered little grommet to the three of us behind him. We all survived after quickly following him, giving him the benefit of the doubt that it was an innocent challenge. Almost knowing this had worked me up slightly, before the next round he smiled impishly back at me and did an underwater handstand. Given the shallowness of the pool, I was now looking directly at his delightful little cock above the water, hanging upside down towards his belly button. It looked so cute there, especially as his un-descended testicles remained tucked closely to his body, not able to follow the rest of his genitals downwards just yet. I could see his brother and father replicating the handstand from the corner of my eye and almost laughed as their much larger genitals made lewd sounds as they slapped down against the taut stomachs of their respective bodies. Luckily in this position, Mrs Mallory would only be able to see my bum, and not my chubbed up cock as I got into position and held it there as long as I could. Kit, being a very accomplished gymnast, held his position knowing one of us would fall before he did. Straining to maintain my position, I was relieved when I heard a splash next to me. Coming up for air to see who had fallen, I could see Olly was pissed off at losing, but made his gracious exit from the pool, standing alongside his mum as a secondary 'watcher'. I looked up at him as he gave her a quick hug, surprised to see how much more diminutive he appeared when actually stood next to an adult. His large boyhood looked even more out of place from this angle, with his mother's physique making him look distinctly less developed and more childlike. Noticing movement from our 'leader' Kit, I was hoping for an easier round, and was slightly thrown off balance when I saw him lying flat on his back floating in the pool. His cock was floating on the surface of the water, similarly to how I'd seen it in the bath that morning, and my cock twitched at the memory of what we'd done. Unsure what to do, but desperate not to have to leave the pool in my swelling state, I had no option but to lie back too. Knowing both Olly and his mum could now see me in all my growing glory, I shut my eyes hoping for a miracle. Mr Mallory gave me my respite, after glancing over in my direction and seeing my predicament. Having grown up as a nudist much like their mother, he had gone through the tribulations of spending his summers naked throughout puberty where erections were a boy's biggest fear. Faking some sort of back spasm, he put his hand up to eliminate himself from the game, smiling knowingly at me as he saw the relief in my face. I had won the game and would be able to remain submerged under the protection of the water. Knowing both the Mallory adults had seen my half-hard cock during the last round was both stimulating to my exhibitionist side but mortifying to the more powerful adolescent one that was causing me to blush. "Awwww. Can't we play another round" Kit implored the rest of us at Mr Mallory's announcement the game was over, primarily in defense of my wavering dignity. "No that's enough for now..." he said "You were a very good leader though. Well Done!" winning over the young tyke with his commendation. Pulling himself to sit up on the side of the pool, Olly called me over, telling me to join him. He could see the hesitation in my face, but using the hold he had over me with a simple roll of his beautiful blue eyes, quickly convinced me. Pulling myself up, I was relieved to see I wasn't quite as engorged as I had been minutes earlier and plopped myself down next to him, allowing my young cock to snuggle into the warmth and protection of my smooth thighs. Watching the others in the pool, I envied the relationship Kit had with Mr Mallory, the little boy obviously infatuated with his father, looking at him with admiring eyes and loving the attention he was being ravished with. It was a beautiful sight, yet I couldn't help but think to my own situation where my dad had walked out on us at such a young age. Seeing a solitary tear roll down my cheek, Olly saw the focus of my attention, and hugged me into him softly. "Sorry about your dad" he mumbled, having only heard brief comments from me that he wasn't around "If it makes you feel better, my dad has never liked any of my friends as much as you before" It did make me feel better, and I smiled up at him appreciatively, amazed at how such a young boy always knew the right thing to say. "Thanks mate" I said back to him "Your family is so amazing it just makes me a bit jealous sometimes" "Well consider yourself part of it Danny Boy" he giggled referencing his dad's pet name for me. With that a second tear rolled down my face, although this time one of joy and not sorrow. Seeing Mrs Mallory swimming up to us as we perched there with our legs dangling in the water, she flashed me her award-winning smile and I wiped away the residue of the tears on my face. "I hope you've enjoyed your weekend, Danny?" She asked with no concept of exactly how much I had. "You are welcome back at any time. I'm so glad you have come into Olly's life, and I wanted to let you know what a pleasure it's been for Edward and myself to have you here with us." I blushed at the effusive praise, but even in my juvenile maturity could tell it was genuine and not just something she said to all his friends. "I've had such an amazing time Mrs Mallory" I said, no longer caring about the childish tone of my voice "It's been the best weekend of my life" I told her honestly. She smiled up at me, pulled me down for a quick hug before swimming off towards the sauna. Seeing Olly's suggestive look that we should join her, I laughed at his relentless drive to get me ready for the nudist resorts, and told him I was gonna head back up to his room to chill out for a bit. Seeing I was visibly drained from what I had just experienced with his family, he relented and endorsed my departure. Deciding not to grant me a graceful exit though, he wolf whistled as I made my way towards the double doors out of the pool. No longer embarrassed at his family's attention, I simply smiled back and bowed as they clapped in my direction, watching my youthful cock bobbing towards the privacy of the hallway beyond. Walking through their grand home completely naked was definitely an interesting experience, with the vastness of the rooms allowing the various drafts and breezes to charge my budding genitals. By the time I reached the top of the stairs, I was painfully hard and made my way inside Olly's room slightly less sprucely than when I had left the pool. I jumped up onto his bed, reveling in the experience of being naked with the whole family. Picturing first Mr Mallory's shockingly huge cock, then Mrs Mallory's voluptuous breasts having managed to admire them much more clearly this time around I lay back on his pillows lost in my thoughts. While none of them would look out of place on the front of a magazine cover, all being so appealing in their own right, my focus switched back to the two young brothers. They were the true reason for the aching rush of blood into my pulsing erection. Looking down at it begging me to give it some attention, I could only laugh as the depravity of the situation I found myself in. Reaching down to give little Danny what he needed and wrapping my fingers slowly around his ever-expanding girth I was stunned into submission as the bathroom door flung open. Initially irked at the interruption to the pure bliss I was falling into, I jumped up to see Kit's rebellious little face staring back at me. Instantly relieved it was him and not another member of the family, I grinned back at him to cover up the frustration of his timing. Looking over at me in such a compromising position, his young dick went from half-hard to its full 5 inches in a matter of seconds. My grin must have given him the impression I was happy to see him as he quickly scooted up next to me on the bed, presenting his enticing little boner to me once again. Sensing my reluctance almost instantly, he looked straight into my eyes almost begging with his little moans: "I won't see you again for ages Danny, pleeeeeeease?" He was right - the way the school was set up, I would only ever cross paths with the little minx at mealtimes, given our free time schedules were slightly different to the younger kids at school. It wouldn't have been an issue if he were in Year 6, but his borderline birth-date put him in the younger class, making the chance of spending time together almost non-existent. Sympathizing with the situation, I looked up at him, fighting to urge to get lost in his ice-blue eyes as he looked over my body lustfully. "OK...b...but...not here...in the b...bathroom...k?" I managed to squeak out, delighted to continue my exploration of his young body, but also slightly jumpy at potentially doing something while anyone could walk in on us. "K" he squealed, running back to their en-suite with outright joy in his young voice. Sitting up on the bed, looking down at my throbbing hard-on and desperate for some release, I followed him in before locking the door behind me. Smiling at seeing me do this, he locked his door on the other side of the bathroom and approached me slowly, almost nervous now at the sudden privacy we had. Keen for another round of our mutual kissing exploration, he leaned forward, and his tongue licked wantonly at my lips. Letting it glide into my mouth, he sucked at my tongue more forcefully than before, and I pulled him closer causing us both to moan at the sudden feeling of our cocks mashing together beneath us. I hadn't intended on doing it but reveled in the stimulation of having naked flesh rubbing against my young cock for the first time in my life. The warmth of his genitals rubbing against mine was thrilling and I could feel my swollen head seeping a wetness I'd not noticed before all over his crotch. I continued savoring the sweet taste of his mouth, grinding against his supple smooth body with primal lust. Feeling my impending orgasm approaching faster than I wanted I broke our kiss and stepped back slightly, looking down hungrily at his equally excited cock twitching in the afterglow of our embrace. At first, he looked disappointed, but seeing the look on my face he smiled knowingly. We both wanted this moment to last just a bit longer, our breathing had become ragged and shallow, and our minds were filled with a fog of desire. Seeing the crippling eroticism that had taken over me, Kit took his chance. He reached out to run a finger along the underside of my shaft, causing me to whimper in pleasure. He slowly explored my silky ball-sack and gently caressed the hairless base of my penis and I nearly exploded at the way his dainty little fingers were making me feel. Taking my raspy moans as permission to continue, Kit then encircled the head of my painfully erect cock with his thumb and forefinger and slowly began to move his hand along its length. As he rolled my foreskin up and down, I squirmed with delight and Kit quickened his pace, now wrapping his whole fist around my shaft to bring me to climax. With his other free hand, he rubbed my nipples sensuously making each one harder than ever before. The increased stimulation made me buck my hips and hump into his little hand. He had definitely done this before, by my mind was so caught up in the sexual excitement of it all, I didn't process it at the time. Sensing I was about to orgasm, he quickly moved his head to mine and kissed me passionately. The added stimulus of his delicious little tongue was more than I could handle, and I thrust my hips into his hand and arched my back as my penis spasmed in ecstasy, spraying the largest discharge I'd ever produced across his tummy. He purred as I regained my composure, and with a lustful little groan begged me "m...my...turn...?" I couldn't deny him after what he had just done to me, but I didn't go straight for his nagging erection. Instead, I softly ran my fingers up and down the insides of his tightly drawn legs, stroking his tummy to collect my boy juice for lubricant, before zeroing in on my target. I saw Kit's erection was bouncing in time with his quickened heartbeat at this point, the foreplay driving him wild with fervor. I gently rolled his undeveloped balls around in his hairless sack, causing the little minx to whine and gyrate his hips at the sensation, willing me to grip his pulsing hard-on. Finally relenting, I grasped his penis firmly and slowly slid my hand along his youthful shaft, marveling again at its length. As it was the first time I had ever really touched another cock, I took my time, reveling in the feeling of such soft skin encasing his steel hard erection. Knowing he needed to cum from his rapidly increasing almost guttural moans, I sped up, intensifying the pleasure flowing through his lithe young body. Slickened with my own ejaculate, my hand became a blur racing up and down his hard-on. Kit whimpered and bucked until finally he exploded in orgasm. His body shook wildly and his cock twitched erotically in my hand. Gasping for air, he came down from his euphoria, kissing me once more, although tenderly this time, and whispered breathlessly into my ear: "I love you Danny" Looking at the younger boy, I couldn't help but smile at his innocent, yet heartfelt attempt to show how much he liked what we had done, and I combed my fingers through Kit's hair. Leaning down I kissed his forehead tenderly, and softly said: "Love you too Kit". With a beaming smile he hugged into me one last time, before I told him we needed to clean up and get back to the rest of his family before they came looking for us. Blushing at the thought of any one of them seeing us like this, he quickly grabbed his trusty washcloth and cleaned up both of our now softened dicks with a quick giggle. Unlocking his door, he disappeared into his room, with one last indecent look over his shoulder back at me. Before I let any guilt wash over me at what I had just done with the 11-year-old, I made my way back to Olly's room, relieved at seeing he must have still been downstairs, and began to get dressed. Grabbing up both our weekend bags to take down to the hallway in anticipation of our imminent departure, I felt a pang of sadness wash over me at the realization the weekend was ending. Telling myself there would be plenty more weekends, and even possibly a trip to France to come, I pulled myself together and descending the large staircase to the ground floor. As I entered the kitchen, I could see the family had congregated there for lunch after their swim, although unlike our previous meals, they had all remained naked. Somehow being fully dressed in their presence was even more uncomfortable than when we had all been nude in the pool together. Looking up at me with a cheeky smile, Olly saw the mixed emotions on my face: "Feel weird being dressed now?" he chuckled. "Um...y...yeah I guess" I said, feeling like some dirty voyeur standing there surrounded by all that naked flesh. "Leave him alone Olly!" Mr Mallory jumped to my defense before asking "Do you know where Kit is Danny? It's time for lunch." Reddening at the thought of what I had just done with his youngest son, I was about to lie and say I didn't know of his whereabouts, when he bounded into the room full of his usual effervescence: "I'm here Daddy!" he squealed, having obviously got the memo from the rest of the family that clothes were definitely optional. Looking over at me, giving another Oscar winning performance, he smiled: "Where have you been Danny?" before addressing my attire "And why did you get dressed??" giggling at my obvious discomfort. Placing a towel on his seat, as their lifestyle etiquette advised, he sat down at the table, without giving away anything about our lascivious encounter only moments before. I definitely needed to take more drama lessons or join David's drama club back at Milgrove if I were to ever be able to act with such nonchalance. Feigning the best composure I could muster, I sat down in between him and Olly, as their parents brought over the food from the kitchen island. They had prepared a light lunch of chicken and pesto salad in the knowledge we would be having a roast dinner back at school that evening. Averting my gazed from his swinging appendage as he approached the table, I managed to catch my breath once Mr Mallory had sat down, but the table didn't succeed in shielding my view of Mrs Mallory's curvaceous breasts. As we began to eat, I was definitely feeling like the odd one out in my clothes, and became uncomfortably silent in the conversation, feeling like somehow, I now didn't belong. Acutely aware of what I was feeling, Olly placed his hand tenderly on my thigh and whispered into my ear: "Just strip down and you won't feel so weird" Looking up at the rest of the family smiling warmly with encouragement, I stood up and removed my shirt, before dropping my shorts and underwear to the floor. Pleased to see the height of the table had given my dick at least some concealment from his parent's gaze, when he mentioned I needed a towel I blushed again. Seeing where they were located across the room, I gingerly made my way over to grab one and turned to see all eyes were now on me in all my glory. While I was still adjusting to the feeling of being so exposed, it felt really liberating and I made my way back to the table grinning from ear to ear. Sitting down on my towel, basking in their acceptance of me in my most vulnerable form, I joined back in the conversation completely at ease. After lunch, and with some teary goodbyes between the boys and their mother, we all got dressed and made our way out to Mr Mallory's Bentley for the drive back to school. With a final smothering hug, she kissed me delicately on my forehead and told me again how much she had enjoyed meeting me, and how happy she was that Olly and myself had become such good friends. It was genuinely touching and were it not for Mr Mallory's ever authoritative presence, I may have teared up. Thanking her again for her amazing hospitality, we hit the road and were on our way back to Milgrove, snuggled together in the back seat of his car.