Date: Tue, 12 Dec 2017 05:25:37 +0000 (UTC) From: Tague Micheals Subject: Boy Beach II I had been 14 years old the first time that I'd fucked another boy. Actually, it had been the first time that I'd done anything with another boy. Timothy, never ever Tim and most definitely never Timmy, had been a deliciously beautiful blond-haired boy. Timothy had been a very soft and gentle boy, the kind of boy that people suspected might be gay but without the flippancy of so many queer boys. And he was liked by virtually everybody in our middle school. Timothy had a singing voice like an angel. He could draw like Norman Rockwell, not that any kid my age knew who that was. He was a gymnast with incredible talent and an honor roll student. He was also a black belt in Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu thanks to a father who started teaching his boy almost before the kid was out of diapers. The latter was brought to light on Timothy's first week of school after he'd moved to our town. Like any school, mine had its resident bullies. And like all bullies they went for someone they perceived was another weakling. Sadly, or fortunately, for them they did it when half the school was waiting to catch their bus after school and thus, at least 2 teachers were witness. I was right there when the whole thing happened. Fat shit Matty Johnson, called Fatty Johnson behind his back, pushed Timothy who politely asked him to stop but Fatty did it again, and again Timothy asked him to stop. The third time Fatty tried to push him Timothy grabbed the hand and in less time that it takes to tell it Fatty was on his knees, on the ground with his face turned sideways in the gravel. Timothy had Fatty's arm fully extended behind his back and above his head with the hand bent so the fingers were almost touching the wrist. Fatty was screaming in pain immediately. Fatty's 2 cronies were caught off guard for a moment but as one of them started to step forward I stepped in front him and stopped him cold. "Don't even," I said in my gruffest voice. Stevie Jackson knew better than to force the issue because I had kicked his ass over the summer. I heard Timothy talking quietly to his antagonist and saw Fatty nod his head, in the gravel. Timothy then let go of Fatty and stepped away. I stepped to my left and was side by side to Timothy. As the crowd began to disperse Timothy turned to look at me. "Thanks," he said, his voice still slightly high pitched. "I'm Timothy." I shook his hand, told him my name. That was the start of our friendship. We had a lot of similar interests and discovered those things at the very beginning. One of the commonalities was that both of us had lost our fathers, mine from a drunk driver and Timothy's from an aneurism, Timothy's loss barely 4 months before we met. Another commonality was that we both were only children. My mom adored Timothy and as far as I could tell his mother felt the same about me. Because neither of us had family anywhere close, we had Timothy and his mom for Thanksgiving and they had us for Christmas. Our mothers became friends as well, so it felt like home for both me and Timothy no matter which house we were in. Every weekend one of us spent the night at the other's house, beginning with me staying at Timothy's about a month after we met. As we got undressed for bed that first night, I was kind of a pit of anxiety. I had struggled the past couple of years with figuring out who I was or, more importantly, what I might be. Becoming friends Timothy put that into perspective for me. I was attracted to boys. I was a popular enough kid at school so it wasn't like I didn't have friends but Timothy seemed to knock me for a loop. Maybe it was the "new kid in town" thing. I found myself thinking about him all the time, wanting to be around him all the time. And while I had jacked off thinking about boys in general, Timothy was the first boy that I felt my heart skip a beat over, my first real jack off fantasy boy. So, as we started to get undressed for bed I was worried about getting a boner and him seeing it. We stripped down to briefs, me in white cotton and Timothy in a two toned blue striped pair with no fly plus they seemed low in the front. He seemed to fill his out nicely but so did I. "Those are cool Timothy," I said, nodding at his underwear. "I never seen any like that." He looked down then back up. "Thanks, they're a European cut, much more popular over there than here in America." He seemed to look at my bulge for a second then said, "I think we're about the same size, do you want to try a pair?" He didn't wait for an answer but went to his dresser drawer then turned back with a pair of dark red briefs in his hand. "Here, try these on." Jeez, I thought, how should I handle that. It wasn't like I wasn't used to be naked in front of other boys' but it was different being in a locker room full of other boys getting naked too. Still, I didn't want to look like a pussy. I took the garment and quickly hooked my thumbs in mine and tugged them down while bending over to get them off then quickly stepped into them and pulled mostly up before standing upright. My cock was captured but my pubic hair was still visible for a short moment until I got them in place. "You look good in them Tal, how to they fit?" I said they seemed okay but a little snug. "Yeah, it takes a minute to get used to," Timothy said as he dropped to one knee. He took me by complete surprise when he reached up and hooked his index fingers in the leg hole then tugged the crotch down a little bit and in the process he touched my balls. "Is that a little better," my friend asked as he stood up. I nodded my head, still slightly stunned that he'd touched me. Timothy walked around me, giving me the once over. "They look good on you Tal. I hope you don't think I'm weird for saying so, but it makes your butt looked even better and it makes your stuff look big." I looked down and indeed the underwear seemed to enhance my boy bulge. I was already a well enough endowed 14-year old, one of the biggest in my gym class, although there were a couple boys that were larger. I walked over to his mirror and turned so I could see my butt and Timothy had been correct, it did look nicer and I'd been told by a few girls that I had a nice butt. Wanting to share a compliment I said, "you got a nice butt too Timothy and sure doesn't look like you got a needle dick." My friend laughed at and repeated the words needle dick. "Thanks Tal," he replied. "Top or bottom," he said referring to his bunk beds. When I asked which bed he used he said the bottom so that settled that. ~~~~~ ~~~~~ Another polite applause brought me back to the resort and the fact that Acelin had taken all of me inside his tight little ass and was seated against my pubic hair. "How are you doing Ace?" "Good now that I'm loosened up." That got a chuckle from some of onlookers and at least one "no shit". That said he leaned forward enough to brace his hand on my thighs and started to fuck me, using his knees to rise and fall on my cock. At that point I took a quick glance around and saw 4 men, a teenage boy and a little boy watching us. Well, 3 of the men were because one was on his knees sucking on the teenager's cock. The little boy was on his knees in front of his man, whom I presumed to his father, and sucking the man's cock. In the checking out the crowd I didn't see another cock that equaled mine and that included the teen. They were mostly in the 6½ inch range or there about. "Is there something I can do," Kion asked. I was going to suggest that he return his cocklet to the confines of my mouth but Ace beat me to it. "Maybe I could suck your cock while I fuck Tal," my young teen lover suggested. I wished I could have seen that. The youngling went around to stand in front of Ace. "You got a nice boner Kion," Acelin said, praising the boy. I could see the boy beam from the compliment. Ace encouraged Kion to come close, which he did, then Ace captured his cock, or so I assumed since I couldn't see, but the movement of Kion was pretty conclusive. He was fucking Acelin's mouth. Kion had his hands on the teens head to keep him in place while Ace hand his hands on the youngling's cute little butt. All the while the teen was moving on my lap and fucking himself on my cock. "Jack off and shoot your sperm on my face daddy," I heard a high pitched voice say and looked to see the little guy was no longer sucking the man's cock but waiting as the guy stroked his boner. The boy didn't look much over 7 or 8 years old but again, I wasn't that great at guessing ages. Next to them the teenage boy had his hands on the sides of his man's head and was fucking his mouth. I watch for a moment and saw the emotion that played across the teens smooth face and it was clear that the boy was way up in a fog of hotness and probably ready to cum soon. Ace continued to suck and move his tight little ass on my lap, alternating between a grinding motion with his ass pressed into me, and the rise and fall motion of a piston in a machine. It didn't get much better than that. ~~~~~ My mind wandered back to that first night at Timothy's. We kept up a little conversation, me leaning over the edge of the top bunk and his head and one shoulder leaning over his edge and looking up. After about 5 minutes of that Timothy said he had a suggestion and of course I asked the obvious question. "Do you want to just come down here Tal; it would be easier to talk?" I was all for that because it was tiring hanging over the edge like that but there was something more, and I couldn't quite put my finger on it. None the less I said yes and dropped down to the floor. Timothy reminded me to grab my pillow so I stopped and reached up to grab it, realizing that my crotch was in full view and that he was probably staring at it. That didn't bother me in the least and in fact I loved it so pretended that I couldn't quite reach the pillow and thus stayed there for some seconds longer than it should have taken. Once I had it I ducked down to see that Timothy had the covers thrown back to welcome me into his bed and once there he threw them back over both of us. "It's going to be a little cozy," he said, his face very lightly illuminated by a tiny night light behind his dresser in the far corner of his room. We lay facing each other and he was right, it was quite cozy, less than a foot separated us. I had never been this close to another boy other than in sports and certainly not clad only in underwear and skimpy ones at that. I kind of liked it and it cause little butterflies to get loose in my belly "I don't mind at all Timothy," I said, sharing those thoughts about it with him, ending with, "You're my friend and I like you a lot so it's okay." He seemed to pause for moment then shared that our situation was a first for him too. "I really like you a lot too Tal," he said, "I know it's only been a month or so but I feel really comfortable with you. I think I could tell you anything and everything and you wouldn't judge me or anything." I told him I was glad because even though I hadn't thought of it that way I certainly felt the same way. We talked quietly, and it seemed like we both were having a little difficulty about where to put our arms, our hands in such close quarters. Our feet would accidentally touch and we'd both sort of jerk them back as if we were touching a hot element. I finally brought it up. "I don't mind if our bodies touch Timothy, just so you know." He exhaled deeply, probably feeling a sense of relief. My statement led to opening up a whole new world for both of us. ~~~~~ ~~~~~ Once again, Ace brought me back to the present. "I think I want to move so that you can fuck me proper Tal," the boy said. Kion had backed away and was standing to the side stroking his cock and feeling his balls. Ace proceeded to go through some gymnastics that I hadn't seen since I was a kid. Staying seated on my cock, the boy began to turn to his right and eventually was far enough around to toss his leading leg over my head so that he was now facing me. He grinned hugely then leaned down and kissed me hard on the mouth. I wrapped my arms around him and matched his enthusiasm. I felt a hand feeling my balls and the edge of Ace's asshole around my cock and I knew without looking that Kion was the one doing the exploring. "Goddamn," Acelin said as he broke the kiss and sat up. "We better get me on my back where I belong." I sat up and along with Ace's help got my knees under me. Of course, being that close, we had to deep throat kiss some more. Once that was done I leaned forward and gently lowered Ace onto his back. I leaned forward and put my hands on the ground about level with his chest, his leg draped across my thighs and since my knees were fairly far apart it forced his legs wide open. I looked down into Ace's beautiful eyes as I started to fuck him. Ace maintained the eye contact, his arms resting against my forearms. I let my head down and kissed him gently on the mouth then brought my head back up. I started to fuck him a little harder, a little faster and Acelin started grunting softly from time to time. I could see the result of the feelings that were rushing through his body expressed by changes in his facial expressions. "Jesus this is so good Tal," the boy groaned. I moved my hands further up the towel, spreading his legs even farther apart and brought our faces a little closer together. I have to say that the feelings that were ripping through my body were extraordinary; fantastic, amazing. I heard mumbling from behind me, obviously the men were getting a prime view of the action. Movement to the side caught my attention and I turned my head to see Kion getting to his knees alongside of us, one of the boys from the beach behind the youngling and holding him while stroking the little boys' cock. I started to pick up speed, fucking the boy a little faster. I pressed into him, moved my ass around a little bit, dragging my balls back and forth across his butt, then going back to pound his tight little asshole. Ace began crying out each time I slammed into him, a high-pitched sound that reminded me so much of Timothy's voice. ~~~~~ ~~~~~ It started with feet as we lay there in Timothy's bed, then fingers hands and arms got into the mix. There was nothing sexual about it, just gentle touching for emphasis or simple connection, or just someplace to put our limbs but it seemed that in that process our entire bodies were moving closer together. We learned a lot of little stuff about each other, the kinds stuff that darkness, or at least dim light, allows boys to feel safe to talk about. He commented that he loved the color of my hair, which at that age was blonde as hell, almost platinum blonde and somewhat long, flipping outward right at my ear lobes and the collar of my shirts with the bangs hanging in my eyes if I didn't push them back. "It looks so silky too." Timothy reached out and ran his fingers though my hair and the touch of him caused a shiver to run through my body which he interpreted as being cold. He commented that thought and so snuggled closer to me. He let his hand rest on my side as we continued talking. I did the same to him and so within a half-minute our boy bulges were almost touching and our hands were resting gently on each other, mine on Timothy's hip, with the fingers touching the waist band of his underwear. Naturally the discussion got right up against sex and part of that was girls. "I never even kissed a girl," I admitted. "Me either and I'm not sure I want to," Timothy said. I was surprised and replied I felt the same way to which he said, "Really," which an emphasis on the word. I nodded my head. The discussion turned to jacking off but for the life of me I can't remember what started it or who started it. "So, uhm, how often, uhm, well, you know..." Timothy was nervous so I decided to rescue him. "Almost every day," I said. I swear he got the biggest grin on his face. "Me too," he said with excitement. I was struck by something right then. "You know I just realized what a cute smile you have Timothy." I reached out and gently touched his face. His eyes closed, and he let a soft "mmmm" as my fingers grazed his smooth skin. When I pulled my hand back I noticed that his hand had slipped down and his fingers were between our bulges and since our bodies had already been close, the fit was quite snug. Timothy realized it too and pulled his hand back quickly. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean," he started to say and I stopped him by putting my fingers against his lips. "Sshhhh," I said gently, "It's okay, we're friends, remember. It's no big deal that you touched me there." To show him I mean it I put my fingers down between us and touched his cock for the first time. I wiggled my fingers just a tad. "There, we're even, okay," I said with a smile and took my hand back. "Yeah," he said then added, "nobody has touched me there." I admitted that it had been a first for me too. It felt like he had more to say but instead he said, "It's late, we should go to sleep." As if on command I yawned but I agreed with him. We said our goodnights and closed our eyes. Our bodies seemed get closer and in a moment I felt the bulge of his crotch touch mine and again, a little shiver shot through my body. "I'm really glad we're friends Tal," Timothy whispered. "Me too," I whispered back. ~~~~~ I felt like I wanted to give Ace the best fuck possible. Too, I felt that I wanted to provide a bit of a show for the group of men and boys who had gathered around to watch, although that was completely secondary. I leaned way forward and slipped my arms underneath Ace's which brought our bodies almost up against each other. "Are you ready to be fucked good and hard Ace," I whispered in his ear, my warm breath causing him to shiver. Ace's arms were around my neck. "Yes," he whispered in my ear, "Fuck me good and hard Tal, make me cry from getting my ass fucked." And then it began. My hands rested at the sides of the boys' pretty blonde head and I began to do exactly what I promised. I began to pound his ass. I pulled out at least half way before slamming back into him. Ace started crying out from the very beginning, the kind of cries that you see in porn videos from a woman when she'd getting fucked hard. The feelings were incredible for me and judging from the sounds, good for Acelin as well and judging from the gasps and comments around me, the spectators were enjoying it too. Next to us Kion was grunting and moaned as the teenaged boy he was with jacked his hairless boner. Next to us the little boy cried out, "Yeah daddy, on my mouth, in my eyes, sperm my face." About 2 minutes into it Ace took his arms from around my neck and began working to get them underneath mine so I stopped fucking him and one arm at a time until his were freed up then went right back at it. Ace wrapped his arms around me, hooking them at my back and shortly his legs were wrapped up around my waist. The boy was hanging on like a marsupial baby and I have to say, it was hot as all fuck. I started to rabbit fuck the kid, rapid fire fucking his little ass. It came mostly from the hips. It seemed like my balls never got to reach their full swing because my ass was moving so fast and they were forced to go in the opposite direction. "Jesus fucking Christ, look at that will ya," I heard someone whisper. Another voice said, "fuck yeah, I'm gonna cum just watching it." That was followed by some grunts that I assumed was the promised cumming. Below me Ace was still uttering gasps each time I bottom out, which was becoming a litany. Then he talked. "Oh fuck Tal. Oh fuck. This feels so good, aaggghhh," the latter a response to a wave of intense feeling that raged through his young body. The boy the surprised me by working to get his head under my chest. I raised my upper body and the boy move his head where he wanted and started to lick at my nipple. A moment later he latched on and started sucking me, nursing like a little baby. "Holy fucking shit," a voice said and that was followed by grunting and a drawn out "ooohh gaaawwd," followed by a heavy sight. Another spurt and spit on the grass. Ace stopped nursing for a moment. Actually he sucked and pulled his mouth away causing a soft popping sound. He did that three or four times before going back to nursing and this time the sounds of a baby nursing seemed louder. I changed out how I fucked him by rocking my entire body to and fro which got more responses from ring side and more gasping from Ace. His legs must have gotten tired from being in the position they were in because then left my waist, but I could still feel his knees pressed against my sides. "Fuck Tal, make me cum, I'm ready to cum. I'm ready to have your sperm in me Tal, fuck your sperm into my ass, please sperm me." I moved my body back into it's original position so that Ace's head was back out from under me. I put my hands around his head like I had at the beginning, holding him, loving him, fucking him for all I was worth. Below me Acelin's head was rocking from side to side as I pounded him. His breathing became faster and once again he uttered little gasps each time I thrust 8 thick inches of cock deep, all the way in side of him. Although I had fucked boys when I was a boy, this was my first fucking of a boy as an adult man and as I was loving him, as I was pounding my cock into the boy, I couldn't imagine ever fucking another boy in the manner that I was fucking Acelin right then. It seemed to me that it would down in my history as the best fucking performance I'd ever given. About a minute into it Ace was all but screaming along with the gasping. "Oh fuck oh fuck, oh god," he cried out. "I'm so close Tal, fuck me hard fuck me hard." I wanted to kiss him but the kid was thrashing about so hard I figured I'd bust either his lip or mine. I pressed hard against him, wiggled my ass around and went back to rabbit fucking him. I could see tears starting at the corner of his eyes, which at the moment were squinted shut. Then he really did scream, his high pitched voice sounding almost like a little girl. "Oohhhhh gaaawwwwd yeessssss." I felt his asshole grip my cock like a fucking vice and felt his body stiffen as the boy started to cum. Up until then I was rather proud of myself for my performance. I had been worried that I'd stick my dick into a boy and cum within a minute but I hadn't, I had fucked him for a solid 8 minutes, maybe more. Well, that over right then and there. Acelin's asshole gripping my stone hard cock took me right on over the edge and I began pumping sperm into him. "I can feel it Tal, I can feel your cock squirting your sperm in me," he cried out. I had no idea if that was true or not. Certainly, he could feel my cock pulsing as it squirted but whether he could actually feel the liquid as it filled his rectum I have no idea, but fill it I did. I typically make a fair amount of sperm and I have moments where I shoot proudly, eight to 10 inches out from the head of my cock. In a long awaited situation like this one, a highly erotic and stimulating situation, it is likely that I could have pulled out of the boy and shot all the way to his face. Around us the sounds of men cumming was quite noticeable. I heard one voice say he was cumming again. Someone else said they could see my cum leaking out around my cock and I could actually feel my balls get damp. I continued to fuck Ace for another minute or so, slowing down and then going a bit longer before stopping completely, still deep inside him, my balls against his butt. Ace moved his arms and I could tell he wanted them around my neck so went through the process of allowing him to get them there, all the while his eyes were closed. His cheeks were damp from his tears, tears of joy and pleasure I knew. We were both panting like race horses. "That was amazing to watch sir," someone said, "absolutely the most erotic and stimulating fucking of a boy I have ever seen. Thank you so much." Similar comments were made by others and I felt a great sense of pride at having made so many people happy, not the least of which was the boy beneath me with my cock still shoved up his ass. Ace finally opened his eyes, sort of, and shot me a lop sided grin. He tugged on my neck but I didn't have to go far. Our lips met and we kissed deeply but not with the same degree of passion that we previously had. Ace let his legs down and broke the kiss while saying that his thighs were a little sore from holding the position for so long. He then kissed me a few times before relaxing back on the towel. "I could stay like this for hours Tal," Ace whispered. "I agree with everybody else, that was the best fuck I have ever had or even heard of. If you want to adopt me I would gladly go back to America with you." "Not til after he fucks me," Kion said. "Will you fuck me like that Tal? Please, will you?" I looked over at the boy and grinned. "I guess that depends on your dad." "I got no problem with that at all," a man's voice said from behind me. I didn't bother to look at him because Ace started talking, asking if I could get him onto my lap like we did before. We could, I said so, and started the process and in moments we were sitting face to face, his arms draped around my neck. We kissed a little bit then he just rested against me, his head on my shoulder. I rubbed his back, reveled some more in the warmth of his young body against mine, the softness of his flesh and just the fact that he was boy. I wondered briefly what it would be like to have him as a steady lover, a boy I could fuck on a regular basis. I knew it wasn't realistic to think of Acelin in that position so it wasn't about him specifically but a boy like him, although I would have loved for Acelin to be such a boy. Something to think about. My thoughts went back to Timothy and that first time I slept over at his house. ~~~~~ ~~~~~ I woke in the middle of the night from a tickling on the underside of my cock, which, as I came out of my sleep was raging hard. I was clever enough to keep my eyes closed and I quickly realized that Timothy was very lightly rubbing up and down just below my cock head. I could feel his breath on my face and knew that our faces were close. In fact our bodies were close, my arm was draped across his hip and my fingers were gently cupping his butt cheek. I felt him move closer then felt his lips barely brush mine. "I wish I could tell you Tal," he whispered in such a soft voice I could barely hear him. "I wish so much I could tell you but I'm so afraid." He kissed me again, his lips barely touching mine. I realized then that my left arm was stretched out across both pillows and Timothy's head was resting against it. I slowly bent my right hand back and moved it down between us to scratch my balls and Timothy pulled his hand away quickly. I then moved it up to squeeze my hard cock, something that was likely natural in sleep. In the process the back of my hand was against Timothy's bulge. I registered the softness of his balls and then the hardness of his boner. Just then I realized then what I thought he was talking about when he said he wished he could tell me. It was that he was gay and/or he wanted to do stuff with me or he loved me, something along those lines. I also realized with that thought that I wanted him to or just as importantly, I wanted to do stuff with him too. I recognized for the first time that I was attracted to boys, that I was likely a gay boy. I felt my heart sort of flutter with that acknowledgement, a good flutter by the way. In fact a very good flutter. I bent the arm that Timothy was lying on and at the same time put my other arm back over his hip onto his butt and gently pulled him against me. He didn't resist even a little bit but allowed me to loosely hold him and in reaction his free hand went over my hip and onto my butt. The move pressed our bulges against each other and I felt a thrill at the feeling of his hard cock pressed against mine. As much as I wanted to fondle and squeeze his butt and let my finger ruffle through his hair, I didn't. It was all under the pretext of my being sound asleep. "Oh god Tal," he whispered as his head rested against my chest, my chin resting against his head. I fell back asleep. When I next woke it was clear that the sun was up. I was on my back and Timothy's arm was resting on my hard cock, his hand on my belly and he was snoring ever so softly. I looked down at his smooth cute face and felt my heart flutter a little bit. I became aware of his hard cock pressed lightly against my hip. And I realized that I had to pee really bad. I gently slipped away from Timothy which caused his hand to drag across my belly and fall to the bed then he stretched like a cat. His boner was very evident in his underwear since neither of us had any covers on at all. As I started to move he woke up. "Gotta piss bad," I said and he looked right at my hard cock in my briefs and nodded his head. "I can see that, me too he said and absently scratched his crotch." "Yeah I noticed," I said with a smile, "hard not to." That said I slid out of bed, stretched and all the while Timothy watched me. I traipsed down the hall the bathroom, did my business and came back. Timothy was lying the bed in the same position, on his back, the bulge of his hard cock quite prominent. I flopped down next to him and felt my now softened cock begin to inflate. "Gotta pee," he said and rolled to his side, tossed one leg over me causing him to move onto his other knee. Our bulges barely grazed each other then he sort of fell on top of me and our hard cock were pressed against each other. Out of reflex my arms went around his waist and butt. "Sorry, my foot slipped." Maybe it did, maybe it didn't but I didn't care. It felt good with his cock pressed against mine and his weight against me. "No worries, no big deal." Timothy stayed there for just a brief moment, our eyes locked on to each other only inches apart. I swear I thought he was going to kiss me. "I gotta pee bad," he whispered and managed to get off me and headed the same way I had moment's before. I stared at his butt and felt my belly tingle. That boy had a dynamite butt. When he came back a few minutes later, Timothy said he was starving so let's eat. I got up and he started out of the room. "Aren't we going to get dressed, I mean, your mom and all." He grinned and said she had to work that day then added that it wouldn't really matter. He went around in his underwear all the time. "That is fine for you because it's your mom, but she isn't mine." "That doesn't matter. I bet you do the same at your house and I bet your mom wouldn't care if I was in my underwear." I had to agree. So, off we went. We got bowls of cereal and went into the living room and watched cartoons while we ate. On one of my trips to get a refill Timothy commented on how hot my butt was. "You always look at boys' butts," I asked him over my shoulder. "No, well yes, I mean it's just one of those things that I think all boys do but they just don't talk about it. It's like boys looking at girls' tits." "Well I hate to break it to you but I don't look at girl's tits," I said. "Sure you do but you probably don't look at them and want them any more than you might look at boys' butts and want them." Well, that was only partially true. I wanted Timothy's butt, although I didn't really understand what that might mean exactly. I certainly wanted to touch it, to feel it and fondle it. I didn't tell him that though. I wanted to, but I didn't. "So," I said as I came back into the living room, "are you saying that you don't want my butt?" Timothy got a sort of stricken expression on his face. "No, I didn't say that." "Oh, so you do want my butt." I had a grin on my face so he knew I was playing with him. "Maybe," he said rather coyly. "Well, maybe me too," I responded. We continued to eat then finished up and put our dished in the washer. "I need to take a shower Tal and I'm guessing that you do too. Do you want to go first?" I shrugged my shoulders then said, "It doesn't matter to me really. How about we take a shower together and that way nobody has to decide." Timothy gave me a big smile. "That would be okay too." ~~~~~ ~~~~~ The crowd around us dispersed except for Kion and the teenage boy that was with him. Kion's father wandered off as well. My cock finally squished out of Ace's butt causing the boy to moan at the loss. "Fuck I miss having you in me already Tal," he said softly and kissed me on the mouth. "let's go take a shower." Ace got up off my lap and quickly stepped off of the towel so that any sperm that leaked out would go on the grass. "Can I shower with you guys," Kion asked and both Ace and I nodded our heads. "I can join you if you don't mind," the other teenage boy said. I finally got a solid look at the boy and was pleasantly surprised on a couple of counts. He somewhat tall and fairly thing to a point of being skinny. His hair was pitch black, more so that Ace's hair, and worn a little long but not much except for the tail that hung in almost ringlets from the occipital area of his head. The tail would have stretched to the middle of his back if it weren't for the curl. He had dark eyes that were large but ever so slightly almond shape which gave the impression of his having some sort of Asian blood in his DNA. He sported a white puka shell necklace and a tiny silver hoop in his left ear. His cock was somewhat big, fat and uncut and had a very large vein running down it. His balls were hefty and I'm sure filled with delicious sperm. His pubic hair was short, obviously trimmed or shaved and kept short. He was quite cute. "I'm okay with that," I said and Ace agreed then introduced us. Tal this is Rudi, one of the regular boys here. Rudi, Tal." The boy extended his hand and gave me a gentle yet firm grip if that makes any sense. "Pleasure Tal," he said, his voice moving into the deeper registers of young adulthood but just barely. "Well then, let's hit the shower," I said. Kion took my hand as if laying claim to me, a move not missed by either of the teenagers. I was okay with that, all of it.