Date: Fri, 16 Jun 2023 02:27:31 +0000 From: Mr Bunns Subject: Bryan's Birthday Bonanza: Chapter 2 Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction containing graphic depictions of sex between minor boys and men. If this story offends you, if you are underage, or if this type of story is illegal where you live then please do not continue on any further. While writing is its own reward, this old man would love to hear some input from all of you. Please address all of your responses to mrbunns@yandex.com. Suggestions are welcome, flames will be ignored, and words of praises will be put in a picture frame to be hung on my living room wall. I'm just vain that way. Also, don't forget to show your love and support to Nifty by donating to them. They're a fine lot who's helped authors to reach a wider audience, so it would be great if this time around we give them a helping hand. More info can be found at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Author's Note: This story was written in collaboration with and as a companion piece to Graphmuse's excellent "Watching the Boys" series, specifically the sequel series which you can also read here: https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/watching-the-boys/. While it's not necessary to read through it to understand the events, it might help provide readers greater appreciation of the story as a whole. Plus, it's just so friggin' hot! ____________________________________________________ For Graphmuse. Bryan's Birthday Bonanza Chapter 2 - The Pool It was a little over lunchtime when the silver Bentley made its way up the winding roads of Calabasas. Oliver marveled at all the mansions he caught a glimpse of through their big gates. Their home was no slouch of course, but these were something else! The car then pulled up to a large open gate with colorful balloons tied onto the posts. They were told they marked the entrance to Bryan's home. Papa steered the car through the gates and up the winding driveway while Oliver gawked at the scenery. On their way up the hill, they went past car after car driving down the driveway. Oliver guessed some of his pals made it there before he did. The road finally led them to a hacienda-style mansion. It was only two stories tall but stretched wide to the sides. It looked like it was straight out of an old Zorro TV show. Oliver half-expected to see Don Diego de la Vega step out of the front door and wave at them. Instead, he saw Kevin and Philly with their parents talking to a man he barely recognized by the front door. Papa parked his car right next to a flashy red sports car. This was the first time Oliver noticed his father's Bentley didn't look out of place. He was pretty sure this red car was a Ferrari. He always wondered what it felt like to hitch a ride in one. He kept staring at it until Papa opened his door for him. His father then grabbed his backpack filled with everything he needed. Oliver then tailed his father's confident stride and walked up together to the front of the mansion. Oliver figured the mystery man must be Bryan's father. He bears a very striking resemblance to his friend: same hair, same eyes, same nose, only years far older. The man had a good build and looked like he took very good care of himself. His muscles were well-defined. His tan was deep yet looked natural. Even under his loose-fitting shirts and shorts, Oliver could see he was a born athlete. Kevin and Philly seemed to be happily chatting the man up. The two then noticed Oliver and his father approaching. Both boys waved at them and broke away from the adults. Their backpacks flopped wildly on their backs when they rushed up to greet them. "Well, this is a surprise!" Kevin grinned. "Glad you could make it, bud!" Philly smiled. "Yeah, same here," Oliver nodded. "Friends of yours, sport?" Papa asked with a chuckle. "Oh," the bespectacled boy gasped. In his excitement, he forgot to introduce his father standing right next to him. "Sorry, Papa," he sheepishly smiled, "Guys, I'd like you to meet my papa. Papa, these are my friends, Philly and Kevin." "Hello!" Kevin said. "Hi, sir," Philly added. "Good to meet you, boys," the man replied, "My, what fine young gentlemen you are!" A voice then spoke up, "I sure hope they are. Maybe they can rub some manners off on my little hellraiser." Everyone present turned around to see the brown-haired man approach the small group. Oliver noticed him turning a few times to wave at the other departing adults. They must have been saying their goodbyes when he arrived. Now the man's attention was focused on the two of them exclusively. "Welcome to my humble abode," the adult copy of Bryan said as he offered his hand to Oliver's father, "The name's Frank. I'm Bryan's father." "Andrew," Oliver heard his father reply as he shook the man's hand. "And this here is my pride and joy, Oliver," Papa then patted his back when he made the introduction. Oliver felt his heart soar with joy when he heard that. "Hello," Oliver nodded, trying his best to keep his cool. "Oliver," Frank repeated, seemingly deep in thought. "Oh!" he exclaimed with realization, "You must be Ollie! Sorry, it took me a while there! Bryan never called you Oliver when he talked about you." The boy sighed, "I told him not to call me that." Kevin and Philly started to lightly snicker. They only stopped when he shot them a dirty look. Papa gave a light chuckle as he patted Oliver's back, "You'll have to excuse my boy here. He can be a bit strict at times." Frank laughed, "Only if you'll excuse my boy for being selfish and bending everyone to his every whim." The two men chuckled like they were old friends. Oliver felt the situation was a bit familiar. Papa was very selective about who he got on with. Yet here he was, enjoying himself in the company of someone he just met. This was just like how Bryan barreled his way and forced himself into his orbit. He supposed the brown-haired imp had inherited his natural charm from somewhere. Like father, like son indeed! Frank took a moment from his pleasantries with Oliver's father to regard the nine and ten-year-old boys with a warm smile. "Bryan and your other friends are already inside," he informed them, "You can dump your backpacks in the foyer. Go on ahead and catch up with them while we do some boring dad talk for a bit." "C'mon, let's go!" Philly said while taking off in a run. "Yeah, 'Ollie', let's go!" Kevin gave a sly smile. He took off right afterward while laughing all the way. The bespectacled boy growled his disapproval. Despite being a year older, Kevin can be very immature. He sighed before taking his backpack from Papa to follow them. He's here for Bryan. That's all that matters. With frantic footsteps, he managed to catch up with his two friends as he crossed the mahogany front doors. "Whoa!" he heard Kevin gasping out loud. "This is so cool!" Philly added. Oliver was right to assume the house belonged to a wealthy Spanish Don. After all, the lavish interior did nothing to contradict it. Vintage leather sofas, large antique rugs, and ethnic wooden carvings all adorned the large room they were standing in. A glass double door on the far end of the massive room led out to a sprawling, lush green backyard. A large swimming pool and a spa area could be seen beyond them. From those very same doors emerged the man of the hour himself. "Heyyyyy, you made it!" Bryan chirped happily while throwing the sliding doors open. His matted brown hair glistened with beads of water. His footsteps tracked even more water on the tiled floor as he sprinted toward his three guests. As he drew near, Oliver could feel his eyes bulging out of their sockets. No, it wasn't the sight of a half-naked Bryan that made him react this way. Swimming classes were part of their lessons after all. They're used to seeing each other in swimming trunks before. What made his eyeballs nearly shatter through his glasses was what Bryan was wearing. Wrapped around his loins was a white fabric too skimpy to be called a Speedo. The swimwear hugged his form way too tight for way too thin. It highlighted every single shape and contour of his pickle! Everything that should have been hidden away from sight felt like they were being shown off. Particularly the brown-haired imp's shapely butt and his undeveloped package. Completing the look was a white puka shell anklet around his right ankle. While those prompted questions in Oliver's mind, they were nothing compared to the skimpy bathing suit Bryan was wearing. But that's not the worst part! No, the worst part was that Oliver could feel himself getting hard. The sight of Bryan in a wet see-through Speedo was getting a rise out of him. What's worse was that he wasn't the only one! Bryan himself was sporting a very hard wood! And then on top of it all, the brown-haired imp insisted on hugging him! Oliver could feel the proximity of their bodies made him tingle even harder. And did Bryan just hump against him? He was sure he felt Bryan pushing his wet crotch against his pants. "I'm so happy you guys could make it!" Bryan exclaimed. He let Oliver go with what the bespectacled boy was certain was a knowing wink and a smile. The brown-haired imp then went over to his other two companions and gave them their hugs. They both looked as equally shocked as Oliver was. None of them bothered to complain about Bryan dripping water on their clothes. Their minds were far too busy milling the words only Kevin dared to speak out. "Dude! I can see your wiener!" the tall boy pointed at Bryan's crotch, "And it's hard!" The birthday boy stood with his hands on his hips like a perverted Peter Pan. He followed Kevin's finger down like it was no big deal. The little devil then looked back up with an amused smirk. "It's called a `cock', Kev. Don't be such a kid!" he said with a cocky, naughty grin. "Come on!" Bryan waved the trio in, "Grab your suits and I'll show you where you can go get changed!" All three of the newcomers exchanged a confused look. They knew that Bryan could get a little wild at school. This was nothing like that! It's like a completely different boy was wearing Bryan's skin! Oliver had to remind himself that he was here for Bryan. He was here to be a good friend. Everything else was trivial compared to that. He silently nodded at Kevin and Philly. Seeing the determination in his eyes refocused theirs as well. All three decided to keep their mouths shut for now and let Bryan take the lead. The three boys fished out their swim shorts from their other belongings. They then tossed their backpack into the large pile that had already formed in the foyer. Bryan led them to a first-floor bathroom to get changed. All three of them had packed board shorts to swim in. Kevin's had a pirate-themed one and Philly's had Subnautica's logo. Oliver naturally had a classic-styled plain white one. Kevin chided it was the same kind his grandpa would wear to the beach. Oliver of course shot him a very dirty look. Philly and Bryan both simply giggled with delight. As Bryan chatted them up while they changed their clothes, Oliver couldn't help but steal glances at his practical nudity. The tingles in his loins were getting worse. The bulge in his undies won't seem to stop growing. Each time he could he would try to breathe deep and calm down. Each time he did he would fail and fail again. He didn't know why his body betrayed him like this. Many times he had to turn away to make sure no one saw his lower regions. Each time he did, he swore Bryan only taunted him further. The smirk on his handsome face lingered when the brown-haired boy flexed his ass or stretched his legs. He has to be doing that on purpose! He has to be trying to make sure Oliver had a good long look at his hardness! Through great perseverance, Oliver managed to change into his board shorts without incident. The trio then followed Bryan as he lead them back through the mansion. Oliver kept a bit of distance from the others. He was wary of what Bryan was going to do next. Yet at the same time, he couldn't deny he was excited. Well, at least one part of him was excited. He could admit to that much. "Oliver," he heard Bryan's father calling him from the front door. The four boys stopped as Frank motioned for him to approach. Oliver thanked his lucky stars and practically sprinted away from the group. Some distance away from Bryan should be able to calm him down! The boy jogged toward the front door and saw Papa waiting for him at the foot of the steps. "Your dad is about to take off now, so he wanted to talk to you for a bit," Frank said in a kind tone. Papa then climbed up the steps to kneel on one knee. Oliver knew from experience this was his serious talk sign. A time when he would bring himself down to his height and look him straight in the eyes. Something's a little off this time around though. Papa looked like he was blushing from cheek to cheek. Was the heat starting to get to him? And for some reason, he kept readjusting his silk pants. It was as if they have shrunk in the short time they were apart and Papa was very uncomfortable in them. Despite all that, everything else was familiar. Papa's smile was as gentle as ever. His tone was calm and soothing as he spoke, "So how do you like it so far, sport?" Oliver shrugged at that. "Well, Bryan is...Bryan," he answered, "But everything else is amazing. I think this sleepover will be pretty fun!" "That's good to hear," Papa said before placing his hand on his boy's shoulder. "I'll be back for you tomorrow," he went on, "Remember: be a good boy. Listen to everything the adults say, and..." Oliver noticed Papa trailing off a bit. He looked up behind the boy. Oliver followed Papa's gaze to meet Frank's smile. There seemed to be something there that Oliver was missing out on. "And try to keep an open mind," Papa's words brought Oliver's attention back to his father, "They might be different, but different doesn't always mean bad. Understand?" That last part sounded a bit strange to the brown-haired boy. It was a complete three-sixty to what Papa was saying yesterday. Did the short time he spent talking to Bryan's dad manage to change his whole outlook? Oliver wasn't sure. Still, those words came from his father's very lips. He had no reason to doubt his father. Obedient as he was, Oliver nodded to accept them without question. "I understand, Papa," the bespectacled boy answered. "I love you so much, kiddo," Papa then went in for a hug. Oliver sighed. He always loved being held in Papa's big strong arms. "I love you too, Papa," he whispered in his father's ear. Oliver had the biggest smile when the man let him go. Papa in turn smiled and patted his head lovingly. He then nodded at Frank who in turn nodded back. Papa rubbed Oliver's upper arms before standing back up. He exchanged a few more pleasantries with Frank before taking his leave. The two fathers seemed to share a meaningful look. Oliver couldn't shake the feeling that his father was saying his final goodbye. He felt as if Papa was sending him off to a faraway land. He knew that wasn't true. He knew that Papa would be back here tomorrow morning to pick him up. Yet somehow that's the feeling he got as he watched his father walk back to his car. Many times Papa glanced back at him as if this was the last time he'll ever see him. When he waved at him, the look on Papa's face was difficult to read. Something sad was there, but also happiness. He wondered what it all meant as he watched Papa drive away. He watched on as the silver Bentley went around the driveway and disappeared down a hill. Bryan's father snapped Oliver out of his thoughts when he place his hand on one shoulder. "Come on, let's get you back to the party," he urged. Oliver quietly nodded while the man ushered him back inside the house. He told the boy that he'll be there for a while to welcome the other guests. Meanwhile, he should go on to the pool by himself and have some fun. Oliver took him up on his offer. He trotted off to rejoin his friends. Their playful cheer rang clear in his ears. Past the door leading to the kitchen, Oliver saw a strikingly handsome young black man. He wore an apron and carried a mixing bowl in one hand and a bag of flour in the other. The bespectacled boy assumed that this man was the family chef. His curious gaze met with the man's very dark brown eyes. The man gave him a warm, friendly smile. Oliver returned the gesture and silently nodded out of politeness. As he walked away, he swore he could feel the man's eyes on his back. It was not unlike a cat looking at a mouse before it pounced. He turned to look back but the man wasn't there anymore. Oliver felt more than a little confused. Still, he chalked it up to general nervousness. He brushed the feeling aside and walked past the double glass doors leading toward the backyard. "Tropical" was the impression Oliver got when he stepped outdoors. The backyard was littered with numerous palm fronds and exotic plants on either side. There were deck chairs and recliners placed all around the pool. It was as if the pool itself was supposed to be the main attraction and for good reason! It was huge! Far larger than what they had in school for swim class! Oliver guessed the pool could fit every kid in his school and still have room for the teachers to freely swim in it. At least that's how it looked based on how the pool dwarfed the number of boys frolicking and splashing inside it. Outside of Bryan, Kevin, and Philly, Oliver instantly recognized Jeffy. The boy with the short wavy dirty blonde hair was practically attached to Bryan by the hip. Jeffy was wearing the same see-through white Speedo as his best friend. The wet fabric clung to his tanned body like a second skin. A matching white puka shell anklet also wrapped around his right ankle. Just like Bryan, he didn't seem to care that everyone could see his dickie. Jeffy was joined by Liam and Kaden. Right now, Jeffy was laughing hysterically at the sight of Liam dunking his bestie Kaden into the drink. Both of them were also sporting the same white skimpy, see-through Speedos. Predictably, they also have the same puka shell anklets that Bryan and Jeffy were wearing. Liam was a familiar sight around the schoolyard. He was part of the ten-year-old gang that Kevin, and now Bryan, hang out with. He was always the adventurous type and a bit of a showboater. For all of his boasting though, Liam knew how to walk the walk. Anything he said he would do he could easily achieve thanks to his natural athletic skills. The brown-haired boy was recently proud of his arm muscles. He developed them by climbing everything from the monkey bars to the junior climbing wall. Of course, he never missed an opportunity to show them off. That was part of the reason why Kaden became his friend. Or rival. Or frenemy? The nature of their relationship was complex. Oliver just knew that the root of it all was the strong competitive nature of the slim boy with ear-length dark hair. Something that only got more intense when Liam entered the picture. Liam was tall, but Kaden was not. Liam was good at every sport, Kaden not so much. And from what he could see in their white Speedos, Liam had a weenie he could proudly boast to Kaden. Because of this, Kaden would seek every opportunity to challenge Liam's rule. Unfortunately, each time he did he was doomed to fail and fail hilariously. A third member of that group would always be present to act as a referee. Mark was the name of the blonde-haired boy grinning alongside Jeffy. His lighter skin tone contrasted a lot with the tanned nine-year-old right by his side in the pool. His bowl-cut hair and soft baby-blue eyes suggested a kind and friendly boy-next-door type. Oliver knew better than that though. Despite his angelic good looks, Mark was one of the more mischievous kids at school. His mind never seemed to stop coming up with new pranks and gags to play at his friends' expense. Hell, he could probably give Bryan a run for his money with his devious ideas! Oliver knew he should always exercise caution whenever Mark was around. That goes double when he noticed Mark was also wearing the see-through Speedo and white puka shell anklet. Something was up, and he wondered if Mark was the mastermind behind what he saw so far. He most definitely knew it was the bowl-cut blondie who got Kaden dunked on by Liam. It was just something that is in Mark's wheelhouse. He was proven right when Kaden burst out of the water coughing and spluttering. "DUDE! YOU COULD'VE KILLED ME!!" Kaden bellowed, angrily splashing at Liam. "Sorry! I was just trying to help!" Liam said. Oliver knew that his giggle meant he didn't mean a single word of it. "Yeah, Kay," Mark wiped the tears from his eyes, "He got five seconds more than you did. So, I figured you could use a helping hand and go ten more for the win." Oliver could picture it in his head. Kaden must have challenged Liam on an endurance test. To see who could hold their breath the longest underwater. Mark must have egged them on. And when Kaden least expected it, Mark had signaled for Liam to dunk on Kaden. The whole contest was nothing more than a trap to prank the dark-haired boy. The same realization dawned on Kaden's face when he finally got it. "YOU DID THIS!!" he furiously screamed. Kaden took off like a bullet and zeroed in on the little blonde boy. Mark squealed and made a futile attempt to swim away. Sadly he was outmatched by the far more athletic Kaden. The taller boy managed to catch up with the little traitor and dunked his small blonde head repeatedly into the water. "I'M-GLUB-SOR-GLUG GLUG-SORRY!!" Mark pleaded as he bobbed in and out of the water. It was Kaden's turn now to laugh along with the rest of the boys. The blonde devil's little ploy backfired on him horribly. Oliver had to admit that it was pretty funny! Mark's frantically flailing arms splashed another boy swimming close by. "Hey!" he protested out loud. His high-pitched voice might have been mistaken for a girl's. Everything about him can be mistaken for a girl swimming topless in the pool in a pair of board shorts right now. He had a slender waist, shoulder-length brown hair, and a very pretty face with long eyelashes. Oliver made that mistake when he first met his classmate Trevor on his first day of school. He felt a bit relieved when Trevor told him everybody mistook him for a girl on the first day. He was glad to know that he wasn't the only one who started their friendship on an awkward foot. "You shouldn't play around like that," Trevor chastised the two as Mark's head popped back up to the surface, "Mark could really get hurt!" "Geez," Kaden rolled his eyes, "Where's your sympathy when it was me who got dunked?" Mark spat some water out and said, "It's cool Trev." Oliver noticed Kaden swam up behind the smaller boy as Mark talked. The bigger boy now had his arms wrapped around the smaller one to hug him close to his chest. They seemed very comfortable with each other. A little too comfortable, even. "I mean, we're just messing around. You weren't really going to kill me, right, Kay?" Mark said the last part looking up at Kaden's face. "TBD," Kaden replied with a menacing smirk. "See? We're cool!" Mark smiled back at Trevor. Oliver could see that Trevor still did not approve. "Okay, but you still shouldn't splash around like that," the pretty boy insisted, "Some of us are trying to swim." "There's still a whole lot of pool here if you don't wanna get splashed," Kaden gestured to the rest of the pool while holding onto Mark in one arm. "Why are you hanging out around us all the time?" the dark-haired ten-year-old pursued. "Well, um, that's," Trevor faltered. Oliver saw a little twinkle in Mark's eyes. That is never usually a good sign. He was proven right when a devilish grin dawned on Mark's angelic little face. "Maybe you're trying to sneak a peek at us or something?" the small blonde nine-year-old chirped up. Kaden was quick to pick up on what he was saying. "Ohhh, so that's it huh?" he added, "Well you know all you gotta do is ask!" He then released Mark before leaning back until he was reclining in the water. His buoyancy allowed him to float on his back and let his front lay bare. Both Trevor and Oliver had an eyeful of Kaden's banana pressing against the wet white Speedo. Just like Bryan's, it clung to him like a second skin. He doesn't know what those white Speedos are made out of, but it's obvious now they were not made to conceal anything. Oliver could see Trevor blushing a bright shade of red. Yet at the same time, neither he nor Oliver could seem to look away. The bespectacled boy was even more confused. This wasn't the first time he saw another boy's wiener. It was however his first time seeing a boy so willingly offered another a show. Oliver was rooted where he stood. He just couldn't take his eyes off Kaden's sexy bulge. Oliver then heard Kaden challenge the pretty long-haired boy. "Bet yours couldn't get this big when it's hard!" the smirk on his face brimmed with confidence. Trevor gave a pathetic splutter for his comeback. It was obvious that Kaden's taunt struck a nerve. Trevor was visibly relieved when Bryan waded in between them. "Okay, come on guys! No picking on Trevor!" the brown-haired birthday boy said, "Let's just go back to having fun!" "Ooh, look at you being all princely and junk!" Mark teased. "Right on cue to save the princess too!" Kaden joined in, "Are you expecting a big wet kiss from the princess, hmm? Get a bit of tongue action goi-ACKBPTTT!!" Oliver was surprised to see Trevor splash Mark and Kaden all of a sudden. He was never usually the type to get back at his tormentors. Bryan seemed at a loss forward too. The shock only registered for a few seconds though. The brown-haired boy went back to grinning while Trevor kept scowling at the two stunned court jesters. "The princess isn't amused," the long-haired boy growled. "Why you-!" Kaden growled back as he splashed Trevor in turn. Trevor and Bryan giggled together and did their best to return the favor. Soon they were joined by Jeffy, Liam, Kevin, and Philly. Allies were picked. Sides were formed. Soon enough the pool erupted into a full-blown water warfare. "Yo, poindexter!" Liam shouted at Oliver who was standing by the poolside watching all of this unfold, "Come in and join us!" "No, Ollie! Come help us!" Bryan shouted with glee, "Come defend the princess' honor!" "Oh, uh, okay!" Oliver said as he took his glasses off and put them on one of the patio tables. He then made a running start and dived into the pool. He looked around to decide which side to join when he surfaced. It didn't matter in the end as everybody was splashing everybody at this point. With each splash of cold water, he got on his face the mystery of the white Speedos faded a little into the backside of his mind. Right now they were just a bunch of boys goofing around. Nothing else really mattered right now. As they played around in the water, more and more of Bryan's guests came into the backyard. When the last boy cannonballed into the pool, Oliver counted twenty-five kids splashing and hollering in the water. Half of them were his and Bryan's classmates. The rest were a mix of members of his soccer team and kids Bryan hung out with during recess. All of them were boys, which made Oliver a little curious. Bryan was popular in school with both boys and girls. So how come not a single girl made it here? Close to a dozen boys also wore those see-through white Speedos with matching white puka shell anklets. Their various cut of hard wieners visibly pressed against the wet fabric of their swimwear. There were so many of them that Oliver became desensitized. He no longer thought it was weird to see a kid his age wearing a see-through Speedo that clung like a second skin. Papa did tell him to keep an open mind over whatever he saw during the weekend. Maybe this is what he meant by that. As the pool frenzy went on, they were joined by three older boys. Two of which Oliver recognized and one he did not. Ben was Bryan's fourteen-year-old brother and resembled both his friend and their father. Jonny was his best friend and Jeffy's older brother who, unlike his brother, loved to wear his wavy dirty blonde hair much longer. The third boy was a blonde who looked like he was a professional surfer with his tanned skin and slightly muscular build. Bryan did mention his dad just adopted a new older brother some time ago. Could this boy be him? Oliver took his pondering to a calmer side of the pool. He quietly sidled up to Bryan. "Is that your new brother?" he asked while Bryan was wiping some water off his face. "Yeah, that's Leif. He's real cool," Bryan answered. A naughty grin dawned on his face before adding, "He also got a big dick!" "Uh, I, uh, didn't ask about his, um, thing," Oliver blurted out. "Oh come on," Bryan kept his meaningful grin, "You know you were gonna!" Despite trying his best to keep an open mind, Oliver still couldn't get over how casual the remark was. It was almost like Bryan had no idea how taboo it was to talk about his sibling in such a public space. He also couldn't get over how the other boys reacted as well. Instead of ribbing or chastising Bryan, all the other boys in white Speedos flocked around the brown-haired imp with a vested interest. Mark ended up being the one to put a voice on the question they no doubt all have rattling around in their heads. "How big is it?" the little blonde boy asked with genuine curiosity. Bryan's grin became wider. "Why don't we all go see for ourselves?" he nodded to Mark and Jeffy. The two boys took a moment before they too flashed their grins. If there's one thing Oliver was more worried about than Bryan hatching an evil plot, it's when Mark and Jeffy decided to join in on the fun. He didn't have time to object though since Jeffy already made his move. The tanned boy dove into the water and swam like a silent predator toward Leif. None of the three older boys noticed him coming. They were still preoccupied with the other boys and their watery roughhousing. "Whoa!" Leif yelped in surprise when Oliver saw Jeffy swimming up his legs. "Sorry!" Jeffy said after `accidentally' brushing against Leif's crotch. He then gave a thumbs-up to Bryan's group when Leif wasn't looking. Oliver saw Bryan giving a thumbs-up of approval and gestured with his head for Kaden and Mark to do the same. Soon there were four more younger boys who `accidentally' brushed up against Leif's crotch. Then there were six, and after that, there were eight. By the time Bryan convinced Oliver to follow through, the handsome surfer boy already raised an eyebrow and realized something was up. "S-Sorry," Oliver tried his best to act innocent. "Are you?" Leif said, trying his best to hide his amusement. "Um, y-yes?" Oliver gave an awkward grin. "Mm-hmm," the blonde boy kept his smile as he swam away. When he did, Oliver gasped out loud when he felt Leif's fingers gently brushing against his dickie. His face felt hot from embarrassment. A familiar tingling sensation rose from the base of his loins. By now all three older boys knew of the change in nature of the younger boys' horseplay. Bryan, Jeffy, and Mark were instructing their pals to dive in and play grab-ass with Ben, Jonny, and Leif. Oliver was instructed to pull off any of the three's swimming trunks. Of course, he was reluctant at first. But the competitive spirit in him sparked when Ben batted his hands away. Oliver always prides himself in getting the job done. No fourteen-year-old desperate to protect his modesty is going to get in his way! The evil bone Oliver never knew existed in him was thoroughly tickled when he saw Ben and Jonny squirming against an army of twenty-five boys half their size. They were like frenzied piranhas smelling blood in the water. Each one giggled and laughed as they fondled the older boys' crotches while tugging on their white Speedos. With each dive, Oliver counted himself among their ranks. Somehow he always found his way back to Leif though. The surfer boy would always welcome his assaults with a caring smile. He was even happy to return the favor whenever he made a pass at his unguarded loins. Many times Oliver's loins tingled with delight under the care of his gentle fingers. "Okay! Come and get it! Round one of birthday treats!" the nine-year-old heard a voice coming from the poolside. Oliver saw that it belonged to the same handsome chef from before. He was accompanied by another black man he didn't recognize setting down several large trays of rainbow-colored cupcakes on the long patio table. The promise of sugary treats swept up the group as they rushed back to the poolside. Oliver was swept up by the group's euphoria that he forgot what was happening between his legs. He only realized he was sporting a raging stiffie by the time they were crowding together along the patio table. He tried his best to not make his predicament known. Unfortunately, his gaze met Mark's deep blue eyes. The little blonde devil saw what was happening to his frontside and flashed him a knowing grin. Oliver could feel the heat rising on both cheeks. He tried his best to stealthily grab a cupcake before discreetly finding a quiet corner to consume his loot. He could hear a couple of his friends loudly talking to one another as they munched on their treats. Liam and Kaden were of course boasting over who could eat the most cupcakes at the same time. Oliver's mind, however, was filled with other things. Chief among them was what happened between him and Leif, and naturally the resulting boner of that encounter. He had never even once considered touching that spot would feel good. He spared even less thought of someone else touching his no-no spot making him feel that good. Worse still, nothing can calm his boner down now. Everything from deep breathing to reciting the alphabet backward in his head failed to get his thing to listen to him. Whenever he tried to focus, Oliver would find himself wandering back to that moment in time when Leif had him quite literally by the balls. His nimble fingers would dance on his crotch. His dick would respond in turn. The more he thought about it, the more his dick refused to calm down. Oliver was now at the very end of his rope as he vigorously munched on his sugary treat. "Hey," Jeffy greeted him. Oliver was too lost in his head to barely acknowledge the wavy-haired boy. Still, Jeffy paid him no mind. He sat down right next to Oliver with a cupcake in each hand. "Whatchoo doin' here all alone, Ollie?" Jeffy took a bite from one cupcake before tilting his head to one side. It almost reminded Oliver of a curious little puppy. "I, um, uh, n-nothing," he mumbled back. "Nothing, huh?" Jeffy grinned, "Is `nothing' why you're munching on the wrapping paper?" Oliver instantly tasted the papery texture on his tongue. He instantly realized he had already polished off his cupcake. The thing that he was munching on for the last minute or so was the cupcake liner instead. "PBBT!! ACKKPBBTT!!" he coughed and tried to spit the paper out of his mouth. Jeffy was giggling hysterically by his side now. Oliver could practically feel his face blushing a deep shade of crimson. He's never felt so embarrassed in his life! "Here, here, eat this instead," Jeffy offered one of his cupcakes to him. Oliver sheepishly took the offering and bit into the frosting. Somehow a second helping of the sugary treat managed to get him to relax a bit more. Strangely, it also made the tingling sensation in his loins grow worse. He glanced over to Jeffy who lazily lounged next to him while munching on his cupcake. The way he splayed his legs was in complete opposite of how Oliver held his knees to his chest. It's as if Jeffy didn't care that he was exposing his hard-on underneath his see-through white Speedo! "Hey," Oliver hesitated to broach the subject, "Aren't you embarrassed?" "About what?" Jeffy smacked his lips. He was trying to get all the rainbow frosting smeared over them with his tongue. "You know... that?" the boy motioned towards Jeffy's crotch with his head. Jeffy followed his gaze. A smile dawned on his cute young mug. He then looked up and spoke with an air of indifference. "Not really?" the tanned boy shrugged, "I mean, it's not like I got anything you guys haven't seen at the school showers." "No... I get that," Oliver fumbled his words, "I mean... you're... you know... your thing." Jeffy's smile only widened. Somehow Oliver got the feeling he was toying with him. "Oohh, you mean my stiffie!" he quietly whispered, "Is that why you're sitting here by yourself?" Oliver nodded shyly. "Is this your first time getting one that won't go away?" Jeffy pursued. Oliver nodded again. He was surprised at how easily he admitted that. Something about how relaxed he felt right now made all his walls crumble down. "Did you get it from playing with Leif? Or was it Ben or Jonny?" The quiet boy looked at Jeffy's earnest expression. Now he's sure Jeffy wasn't toying with him. His clear blue eyes showed genuine interest. It was so different than what he had expected. No mockery, no sass, just pure genuine curiosity. "It was...Leif..." Oliver whispered. Jeffy nodded in turn. "I got mine from Ben," he grinned. "But it's okay. I mean, it's only fair." "Fair?" Oliver repeated. "Fair," Jeffy nodded, licking his fingers clean. "Bryan told us to mess around with them, right?" the boy went on, "That was the point of the game. They probably got one from us when we messed around with them too. If they got one and we got one, then it's only fair, right?" `Fair' and `play' were concepts that are universal for nine-year-old boys. Oliver was not an exception. To hear Jeffy put it that way made all the sense in the world for him. That's right! This was all just fun and games! He didn't have to worry too much over it. Every game has a penalty for the losers. This was just another thing he needed to keep an open mind of. His little chat with Jeffy helped remind him of that. "Yeah, I guess you're right," Oliver finally gave his answer. He suddenly heard Bryan's voice from across the pool. "LAST ONE IN IS A BITCH!!" the brown imp shouted as he lead a cadre of his schoolmates back into the pool. Their unbroken voices once again formed a chorus when they jumped into the water. Soon they were back to happily splashing each other again. Jeffy stood up and stretched out his limbs before offering a helping hand to Oliver. "Come on, Ollie!" he winked, "Let's go play!" Oliver smiled at Jeffy before taking his hand. The wavy-haired boy didn't let go. Instead, he dragged Oliver along into a small jog before they both leaped together into the pool. Oliver used to be such a stickler for the thirty-minute rule. Now he was too busy splashing his friends and laughing along to care about rules. Once again the younger boys circled the older ones like sharks to take swipes at their swimming trunks. Ben, Jonny, and Leif were ready for them this time around though. Each time a kid made a pass at their crotches, they would swim away with a more pronounced woodie. The stiffies were even more obvious on the boys who were wearing the white Speedos. The skimpy fabric looked like it was barely holding on together. Oliver kept expecting their hard pegs to rip through the thin material at any moment. It was his turn to have a go at Leif's Speedo again. Unlike before, he made zero efforts to be stealthy about his approach. The handsome surfer boy practically welcomed him with open arms. Oliver gasped when he felt Leif's hand fondle his balls through the fabric of his board shorts. He didn't even bother to pretend to swim away anymore. Instead, he shivered while Leif cupped his butt with his other hand. The tingles in his loins were going crazy! Oliver looked up at Leif's full lips with a longing that he just couldn't explain. "You're not gonna say sorry?" the blonde teen grinned, his hand gently squeezing Oliver's most private spot. "N-No?" Oliver breathlessly replied. Leif chuckled in turn. "Good boy," he whispered while massaging Oliver's wood. Somehow his praise made his heart soar. It felt just like the times when Papa would praise him. Oliver could feel his heart beating faster and faster. His dick throbbed harder under the gentle treatment. Unfortunately, their intimate moment was interrupted by Kaden. The dark-haired boy muscled in between the two as he tried to tug away at Leif's Speedo. Oliver was disappointed. He then noticed Leif winking at him. He felt his heart thump again and smiled at the older boy. He had a long good look at Leif resuming his play with the other boys before he swam away. Oliver then spotted Kevin and Philly resting at the far end of the pool. He quietly floated in next to Kevin and Philly. Both of his friends looked like they were deep in conversation. He got up to them right in time to hear Kevin ask Philly, "Jonny's cool, right?" Oliver followed Kevin's gaze to see him staring at Jonny, who was laughing as he prevented Jeffy from taking a swipe at his swimwear. "Ben's cooler," the pale ginger replied. His eyes were fixed on Ben who had Bryan clinging on to him like a spider monkey. "I think Leif's the coolest," Oliver chimed in. He let out a little sigh as he watched Leif joyously pick up Kaden out of the water. How he longed to be in those arms! How he wished it was him who Leif had draped over his shoulder right now! All three boys then looked at each other. They then looked down at each other's crotches. It was more than obvious that all three were nursing their erections. They didn't even mind doing fondling themselves in full view of the other. Oliver grinned at his two friends who giggled with delight in turn. All three of them were in secret understanding with one another. They all know what they meant when they each say `cool'. "Rashaan!" Bryan's voice interrupted their moment. Oliver turned in his direction. From out of the house emerged a group of nine muscular men. The newcomers comprised handsome black and Latino men. They were all wearing board shorts and sunglasses. That and a smile, because they were wearing nothing else. All of them were built like professional athletes. Their arms were the size of a child's torso. Their well-defined, bare chest muscles glistened under the sweltering heat of the South California sun. One of them was an absolute giant of a man in Oliver's eyes. And that is on top of his actual strength! He was carrying a giant water cooler over one shoulder as if weighed nothing. "Friends of Bryan?" Philly said in a whisper to Kevin and Oliver. "No, dummy," Kevin scoffed, "They're obviously friends of his dad!" Oliver, however, seemed to agree more with Philly. The nine men seemed to barely regard Bryan's dad. They barely said two words to the man who was lounging on one of the recliners by the poolside. By contrast, they lavished all of their attention on the birthday boy when he came charging straight at them. One of them, a dreadlocked young man with well-defined features, even gave him a great big hug. It looked like the kind that fathers give to their sons. Bryan too seemed positively glowing. The nine walls of muscles that surrounded him adored him like they would a puppy. Something he said then made them all roar with laughter. Though it was far away to hear, one thing was clear. All of these men were eating out of the palm of a boy a quarter their size. It wasn't just Bryan either who welcomed the arrival of these nine men. All the other boys in white Speedos hopped out of the pool to greet them. Mark, Kaden, and Liam happily chatted with them like old friends. Ben, Jonny, and Leif too welcomed them with warm hugs. The only boys who were still left in the pool were just the ones wearing board shorts. All that is save for Trevor. Oliver saw him shaking hands with the friendly dreadlocked man who hugged Bryan earlier. "What do we do?" "Go say hi?" "You know any of those guys?" was the chorus of chatter among the boys in the pool. Oliver too wondered what the right move would be. Unfortunately, his next move was decided for him when the dreadlocked man dropped his board shorts. Oliver once again felt his eyes threatening to pop out of their sockets. The man was wearing a purple thong! What's more, it barely covered a monstrous black cock! The rest of the men by the poolside, save for Bryan's father, follow the dreadlocked man's lead. They all pushed their board shorts down and off of perfectly sculpted bodies. Each one of the muscular brown and black men was wearing the same skimpy purple thong. Just like the dreadlocks man, each of them also sported a barely contained monster cock between their legs. This would've been the time for Oliver to hop out of the pool and call for his father to come and pick him up. Right now though he felt no urge to sound the alarms. He was frozen in place as he stared at the nine barely-clothed men. His eyes gawked at their big, athletic bodies. His jaws were slacked over how strong they looked. There was something in how powerless they made him look by comparison that made butterflies flutter in his tummy. Looking to his right and left, Oliver realized he wasn't the only one. Kevin licked his lips and Philly gulped down hard over the sight of the ebony and mocha gods flexing by the poolside. Several other boys in the pool could be seen squeezing the front of their board shorts under the water. That got Oliver wondering if they were feeling what he was feeling down there as well. A constant tingling sensation that only got worse from the moment the first man's board shorts went flying. Oliver then heard the handsome black chef announce again. "Everyone gather around!" he called out. He motioned for both the Speedo boys and the board shorts group to approach the table where the cupcakes used to be. Oliver, Kevin, Philly, and the rest of the non-Speedo boys looked at each other. They were curious, but they were also nervous as hell! Ultimately curiosity won them over. One by one they climbed out of the pool and approached the table where the men and boys in Speedos were waiting for them. Oliver then saw Ben and Jonny handing out red plastic cups filled with lemonade. He also saw a bowl filled to the brim with blue pills. They looked like tiny little diamonds with rounded edges. It reminded him of his daily vitamins. Though admittedly he had never taken any vitamins with this kind of color before. Jeffy then went over to him and plopped one blue mystery pill on his open palm. "Here you go, Ollie," he smiled while offering a red plastic cup of lemonade. Oliver took them both, his mind a complete blank. He stared at the offerings in his hands until he heard the handsome black chef speak again. "To Bryan turning 10," he announced while raising his red cup of lemonade. Every man and boy in Speedos followed suit. "Whatever it takes," he popped the blue pill into his mouth and took a big swig from the red plastic cup. "No regrets," Bryan said in turn. He and the rest of the Speedo boys imitated the men. They all swallowed their pills and gulped their lemonades in one go. The only ones left were the boys not in white Speedos. They all looked around as if waiting for someone to make the first move. Kevin quietly hissed, "What should we do?" Oliver shook his head over his inquisitive look. "Your guess is as good as mine," he whispered back. A murmur rose among the ranks of the board shorts boys. Oliver then noticed Bryan coming over to their side. He seemed to sense their unrest and smiled. "Go ahead, take it, it's a birthday vitamin," the brown-haired boy explained. Despite his reassuring words, Oliver was still on the fence. It was Trevor who then broke the stalemate. The long-haired boy hesitantly popped one blue pill into his mouth and washed it down with his cup of lemonade. Oliver glanced over to his friends. He was quick to realize they were thinking the same thing. If someone as meek as Trevor was willing to roll the dice, why shouldn't they do the same? Competitiveness is the natural state of all nine-year-old boys. Despite his more mature outlook, Oliver is still just your average nine-year-old boy. Of course, he didn't want to be beaten by their weakest link! He took a few deep breaths to steel himself and popped the blue diamond into his mouth. He then quickly took a swig of the red cup's contents. He made sure to do that as fast as possible. It was to prevent himself from having second thoughts and chickening out. The boy quickly discovered that `lemonade' was an incorrect term for the drink in his hand. Sure it had the sweet and sour taste that he came to expect. But it also had a very bitter aftertaste that lingered in his mouth. He saw Philly, Kevin, and all the others who still didn't drink from their cups making funny faces. He also saw the ones who did were wearing the same confused expression as he was. Trevor seemed to have the most pronounced reaction though. The long-haired boy violently coughed after taking a big gulp from his red plastic cup. "What is this?" Trevor gasped at Bryan. "Don't worry, it's just some alcohol," came Bryan's reply. The brown-haired boy seemed uncaring over what he just said. To demonstrate the point, he took yet another big swig from his red cup. Once again Oliver felt like this was something he was supposed to be worried about. Yet instead of alarm bells in his head, he felt calm and warm. It was similar to soaking in a warm bath right before bedtime. He could practically feel a huge weight lifting off his shoulders. He never felt this relaxed before! Like all his worries were carried away by the gentle afternoon breeze. Oliver felt his vision getting a little bleary. He had to blink several times to bring Kevin and Philly into focus. The two of them were the last of his friends who had neither swallowed their pills nor drank from their red cups. They each had a concerned look when they were looking at him. "Ollie?" Philly called out. "You okay?" Kevin added. He really couldn't think of anything to say. He felt himself giving them a rather goofy grin though. There was a weird buzzing sound in his ears. His footing was a bit unstable. But other than those, he simply felt amazing! Oliver then looked down at the half-empty red cup in his hand. There was still some `lemonade' left. Now that his inhibitions were lowered, he didn't think twice about polishing off the drink with one big chug. "OLLIE!?" Kevin and Philly shrieked in surprise. Oliver wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. The same goofy grin played on his lips. He then tossed the empty red cup aside. It was a little difficult to form the words floating around in his brain now. He did his best to push through the haze. The words he spoke weren't exactly what Papa had said to him. But Kevin and Philly are smart! He's sure they'll get the gist of it! "Keep an open mind," he slurred a little, "And have fun!" His two companions gawked at him with confused looks. Then they stared at their friends who seemed to be having a good time getting plastered. Finally, they looked at each other before looking down at what they had in their hands. Philly visibly gulped out of nervousness. Kevin furrowed his brow. Neither was willing to make the first move before taking one last look at Oliver. The same thought seemed to be in their heads as Kevin raised his glass to Philly. Likewise, the freckle-faced ginger did the same to his friend. "Keep an open mind," Kevin repeated. "And have fun," Philly finished off. Both boys took a large gulp after toasting to their doom. Kevin retched and scrunched up his face. Philly hacked and coughed while panting and setting down his cup. The deed was done, and the two boys looked at their empty cups. The effects were near instantaneous as the three friends looked at each other. Philly and Kevin now had a proud, goofy grins on their faces. It was the same one that Oliver was wearing. They knew now that whatever was in those red cups was not something kids should be drinking. It made them feel like they were all in on one big secret. A camaraderie that only boys their age knew how to share A loud splash then caught their attention. They looked over and saw Bryan and Trevor breaking the water's surface and happily splashing each other. All of the boys in both Speedos and board shorts followed their example. They all jumped into the pool to frolic and goofed around once more. For his part, Oliver wobbly went around his two buddies. He placed his arms around their shoulders and smiled. "Come on!" he slurred before dragging them along to leap into the pool. The mood had once again shifted. Instead of just the older boys, all of the boys in the pool were playing grab ass on each other. Speedo boys, board shorts boys, it didn't matter one bit. Everyone was freely fondling their pals under the pretense of play. Oliver took one opportunity to cup Kevin's balls only for Liam to sneak up from behind. The brown-haired boy pretended to hump Oliver much to his giggling delight. `Pretend' might not be the correct word though. Liam had a boner that he won't stop hotdogging against the crack of Oliver's butt. "HEY! GO GET THOSE!" Trevor's yell caught Oliver's attention. He turned in time to see Bryan tossing a pair of board shorts onto the grassy part of the backyard. Judging from the long-haired boy's reaction, it's not hard to guess who those belong to. They looked to be arguing about what just happened. Bryan then smiled before climbing up onto the pool deck. He spoke to Trevor but Oliver was too far away to make out the words. Actions spoke far louder though, and Oliver witnessed firsthand how the birthday boy slipped out of his white Speedo right there in front of all of his friends from school. There it was for all to see! The slim white stalk! The pinkish-red knob! The taut marble-sized balls! The birthday boy was now wearing nothing but his birthday suit and a very cheeky grin! At any other time, Oliver would've jumped out of the pool and chastised Bryan about making a show of himself when adults were looking his way. Right now though he was far too relaxed to do anything. He did wonder how often had Bryan done this. Oliver noticed that his friend had no tan lines. The only way for him to achieve that was to make a habit out of skinny dipping. "Birthday boy says EVERYONE GET NAKED!" Bryan shouted out loud. His war cry was met with a cheerful roar by the boys in white Speedos. Every single one of them followed suit and tossed their skimpy swimwear into the air. Wet white Speedos rained down before landing in wet splats all around the pool. Oliver then looked at Philly and Kevin. All three of them grinned at each other. They knew what they needed to do. The boys fumbled around under the water before they pulled their board shorts over their heads. Oliver then blurted the only words he could think of. It was the same words that steeled his resolve to down the pill and weird lemonade before. It somehow just felt like the right thing to say, and Oliver did not hesitate for a second. "Keep an open mind!" he shouted. "And have fun!" Kevin and Philly joined in. All of the non-Speedo boys turned to see him. Oliver looked around at his friends and classmates with his shorts still in his hand. He felt like a conquering tribal chieftain, showing off the decapitated head of his enemy to mark their victory. The inebriated boys took one bleary look at Oliver's trophy before giving him a conspiratorial grin. They all then reached under the water to pull up their swimwear. All of them roared with laughter and joined him in tossing away the last of their modesty with glee. "CANNONBALL!" Bryan shouted at the top of his lungs. A giant splash announced his comeback into the pool. Trevor's hysterical laugh was joined by Oliver and Kevin. The once inhibited boy got swept into the euphoria. He joined the rest of his nineteen friends in messing around with each other. Despite the size of the pool, all the boys seemed to crowd into each other more. They were all vigorous in seeking a patch of skin to rub their aching woodies on. Oliver had Kevin literally by the balls. The tall boy giggled with delight as he returned the favor. The satiny feel of his fingers felt good on his throbbing dick. Kevin then offered his buttocks for Oliver to hump his hard dickie against. Oliver gladly took him up on his offer. The tingling in Oliver's loins was becoming unbearable. He slammed his pelvis onto Kevin's buns so hard he could have broken his hips! A manly voice then interrupted their play. "Having fun, lil' homies?" the sexy baritone boomed. Oliver turned to see a handsome black teenager with a crew cut and a clean-shaven face. The muscular young man flashed his rows of perfect pearly white teeth at them. Oliver figured he must've been at least sixteen years old. His appearance was the perfect blend of a boy on the very edge of adulthood. There was so much raw manliness seeping from his athletic body. Oliver could feel both his heart and his dick throbbing with excitement just looking at the newcomer. "Name's Donnel," the teen introduced himself to the two, "What's yours?" "Ollie," Oliver spoke without thinking. He then realized what he just said and turned to Kevin. Both of them had a look of disbelief that was quick to turn into a big smile. The two then giggled as any drunken bums would over a secret joke. He supposed Papa was right. Maybe he was too strict. That lemonade must have made him feel fast and loose now. "I'm Kevin," his tall companion answered after getting over his fits of giggles. "Good ta meetcha'," Donnel nodded. His good-natured smile made Oliver's heart thump harder. His dick seemed to agree as it too throbbed hard. There's something about this guy that made Ollie want to know what it felt like being held in that big muscular arms of his. "Everybody! Has to be naaaaaked!" Bryan's voice rang out. Ollie noticed that the black and Latino men from earlier had joined the boys in the pool. All the naked boys in the pool swarmed the men like a pack of locusts. Small alabaster hands roamed all over black and brown adult bodies to strip off their purple thongs. Ollie looked at Kevin at the same time the tall boy turned to him. His smile matched Ollie's, telling him they were thinking of the same thing. They both then turned to Donnel who chuckled when he met their gaze. The handsome young black man knew what was up. He might have even known it from the start. "Sorry," Ollie gave a goofy grin. "Is cool, lil' homie," Donnel grinned, "Just do your thing." Ollie and Kevin dove under the water in a flash. The two swam up to Donnel's purple thong. Its owner didn't resist when they tugged on the skimpy garment. He even seemed to be helping them. Ollie saw the young man shift his legs around to get the thing off of him. In no time at all, the boys were rewarded with a first look at their prize. Ollie almost swallowed a huge glob of pool water when he let out an underwater gasp. The thing between Donnel's legs was a monster! It was nine-inch long and about as thick as a soda can. It almost looked like a black boa swimming underwater. Ollie quickly resurfaced and wiped the water off his face. He was met with Donnel's meaningful smile. "Nice, uh?" Donnel said proudly. Ollie couldn't say anything. In his stead, Kevin answered with a slurred. "Yeaahhhh," Donnel then swam their way in slow, languid strokes. Oliver visibly gulped when the man reached out with his big beefy arms. Donnel then collected the two naked boys into his arms. Somehow being cradled alongside Kevin made him feel safe. His silky smooth black skin felt good rubbing against his front. Oliver could feel his dickie twitch even harder than before. It felt so good poking it against the handsome black man's washboard abs. He saw Donnel smiling at the two of them. He must've known why they were both squirming a lot so much. There was a kind of hunger growing in Ollie's belly. He felt warm and loved while being held in Donnel's embrace. He turned to look at Kevin by his side. The tall boy was visibly humping Donnel. The drunken smile on his face said it all. It almost looked like he even forgot that Ollie was right there beside him. "Y'all lil' homies wanna have some fun?" Donnel said in a low, sexy baritone voice. "Yeaahhhh," Ollie sighed, his eyes looking up with the same kind of longing he had for Leif earlier. Everything felt like they were spinning around him. Butterflies fluttered around in his belly. The only thing tethering him to consciousness was Donnel's warm embrace. It both comforted and excited him to no end! Donnel leaned close and opened his mouth. He planted his lips square on Ollie's lips. They coaxed his mouth to open and accept his large tongue. Ollie could feel Donnel's tongue slithering in between his lips. He didn't resist. He didn't want to resist. In fact, he demanded more as he started suckling on Donnel's tongue. Ollie's eyes fluttered, awash in an amazing new sensation. He couldn't think. His brain couldn't find the words to describe what he was feeling right now. His dickie throbbed hard against Donnel's washboard abs. He parted his lips and allowed more of Donnel's tongue into his mouth. He wanted more! He needed more! Ollie let out a satisfied groan. "Mmmmmhhh, mmmmmhhh," he hummed against the young man's lips. Donnel's large tongue caressed every single tiny tooth in his mouth. It swirled and teased around his own far smaller tongue. Ollie in turn mimicked what Donnel was doing the best he could. They dueled with their tongues for some time before the teenager pulled back. Ollie panted and gasped. He could feel the heat rising to his cheeks. Donnel merely smiled while licking his lips. "You tasted real good," Donnel sighed in a deep sexy voice. He then turned toward Kevin. Ollie could see Kevin giving the teen a look of longing. He must've seen what he did to Ollie and wanted the same attention. Donnel didn't keep him waiting for long. He leaned in again and tilted his head to the side. His big full lips enveloped Kevin's smaller mouth. He could hear Kevin sigh with delight. Oliver saw his friend and classmate close his eyes. He let out a moan into Donnel's mouth. Oliver could feel his heart thumping fast. He never knew watching a boy kissing a guy twice their age could be this exciting! "Mmpph, mmmhhh, mmmmahhh, aahhhmmmm," Kevin moaned into Donnel's mouth. He looked so hungry for the young teen's tongue. Donnel plundered every inch of his mouth before pulling back. Kevin gasped and panted the same way Ollie did. Oliver also saw his face was as bright as a cherry. A string of saliva connected the tips of the boy's and teen's tongues. The handsome teenager slurped it up like it was spaghetti. He then nudged and kissed both Oliver and Kevin on their necks and cheeks. "Love how y'all taste so different," Oliver heard him sigh while his lips were kissing Kevin's shoulder blades. "Now, let's see them goods!" the young teen announced. He then took a much firmer hold on the two boys. Oliver could feel him carrying them both toward the edge of the pool. He was surprised at how easy it was for Donnel to pick them both up. Sure, he wasn't the heaviest kid around. But both his and Kevin's weights combined should have been more than a couple dozen pounds at least. Yet here was the handsome black teen carrying them both out of the pool like they weighed next to nothing! Donnel laid him and Kevin down on the pool mats shoulder to shoulder with each other. Both his and Kevin's pale hard dickies were pointing up to the sky. The red bulbous knobs glistened like a pair of rubies under the sun. Donnel loomed over them and licked his lips. His monster cock was fully erect. "Can't beat that fine white meat," he cooed. Donnel then got down on both knees. He nuzzled Ollie's twitching tool while stroking Kevin's stiffie. Ollie let out a soft whimper while Kevin whined. He didn't know what Donnel was going to do to them. All he knew was that he wanted it. Donnel didn't leave him hanging for too long. The sexy black teen opened his mouth and drew closer to Ollie's dickie. His hot breath made the pale cocklet twitch even harder. Ollie bit his lower lip. He now had a very clear idea of what Donnel was going to do. A voice in the back of his mind told him he should make the teen stop. That this wasn't something someone should do to little boys. His more primal urges shut that voice up. He was thankful for it as Donnel clamped his mouth shut over Ollie's aching loins. "Annnngghhh," Oliver groaned out loud. The boy arched his back and closed his eyes. Electricity raced through his entire body. His legs kicked about involuntarily. The wet vacuum over his penis felt so good! The suction was nothing short of heaven! He could feel the tingles racing up and down his spine. It was wild! "Awhhhh ahhhh ahhhh D-Donnel ahhh," he sang praises of the teen's good work. His hands reached down to hold down Donnel's head. He wanted more! He needed more! He just can't get enough of his talented mouth. "Oohhhh unnnnhhh tha's good ahhhh unnnnh," Kevin whimpered beside him. Ollie's eyes fluttered to check on his tall friend. Donnel had his fingers wrapped around Kevin's hard dickie. The bulbous pink knob contorted under his expert thumb-flicking. Kevin also had his eyes closed. His hands roamed all over his own body. The look on his face told Ollie that he was in heaven! Kevin then let out an elongated whine. "Ohhhhhh hunnnhhh ff-fasterrrr, ffasterrr, unnnhh," he pleaded while Donnel teased his taut little nutsacks. His pale stalk twitched and twitched. He balled up his fist and scrunched up his brow. The tall boy bit his lower lip. His face had a look of deep concentration. Kevin was practically putty in Donnel's hand and he seemed to love every second of it! "Love watching you virgins getting your nut on," Ollie heard the teen chuckle. The handsome black teen then scooped their hips up together. Ollie could feel his dick poking the underside of Kevin's pink knob. Donnel then opened his mouth to devour their two dicks together. Lightning bolts shot up Ollie's spine. He thought what Donnel did before was the best. This was even better! "Ahhh!" Ollie gasped along with Kevin. He could feel Donnel's tongue twirling their dicks around. It felt so good, but Donnel made it better. Ollie felt the man bobbed his head with wild abandon. The warm wetness of his mouth slathered along his modest shaft. Ollie squirmed but the young man's big strong arms stopped him from going anywhere. Ollie was trapped between his arms and Kevin's shuddering body. He was a meek lamb devoured by the big bad wolf, and he wanted the wolf to devour him more! "Ahhhh ohhhhoh ouhhhhh," Ollie and Kevin harmonized their howls. They clung onto each other through the wild and bumpy ride. "Ohhhh puhleze ohhhhh unnnhhhh doooo itttt nnnhhhhh ahhh don't stoppp hahhhhnnnnn," the two mewled in unison. Ollie hugged Kevin close. His cheek rested on Kevin's heaving chest. With each slurp, the pressure in his loin went up. Right now Ollie could feel himself reaching his limit. "Ahhhh hahhhnnnnh D-Donnel nnnnhhh g-gotta pee unnnhh gotta pee!" Ollie shouted. "Ahhhh m-me too annnhhh D-Donnell p-puhleeeze uhhhhh stooopppp!" Kevin pleaded. The teenager ignored their pleas. Instead of slowing down, he picked up the pace even more. Ollie began to panic. Is he going to wet himself? Worse of all, is he going to do it in a stranger's mouth? He tried to claw his way out of Donnel's embrace. The muscular man was having none of it though. Ollie could feel his powerful arms tightening around his and Kevin's waists.' "Awwwwwwwhhhh unnnngghh gotta pee hnnnnhhhh AHH!! GOTTA PEE! UNGGH! G-GOTTA PEEE! UNGHH!!" the two boys mewled. Oliver could feel the build-up in his taut little sack spilling over. He let out a prolonged whine alongside Kevin. Their bodies shook and shuddered. He thrust his hips in rapid jabs up into Donnel's warm, welcoming mouth. Ollie was sure he was flooding the teenager's mouth with gallons upon gallons of pee. He didn't care anymore. He needed this sweet release. Donnel held their two cocklets in his mouth. The wet suction was pure bliss for Ollie. His ass slammed back to the mat when Donnel let their dickies go. Ollie shuddered like a leaf. He then remembered what he just did. Half in terror, he expected to see the teen drooling pee. Instead, the teenager just grinned down at them both. His hard cock wagged happily in front of him. "Felt good, lil' man?" the hunky black teen asked. "Is, S'not pee?" Oliver weakly asked back. His jumbled-up mind still processing what just happened. "Naww," Donnel chuckled. The sexy black teen then leaned forward. He massaged Ollie and Kevin's heaving chests and bellies like a loving caregiver. "You just got your first nut on," he smiled, caressing Ollie's tummy and teasing Kevin's nipples. "Congrats, lil' homies!" he added, stroking his hand on Ollie's neck and cheek. Oliver got the gist of what he was saying. "Nut" must mean the feeling that was almost the same as peeing earlier. He turned to look at his ten-year-old companion. Kevin's eyes were bleary, but he seemed to be thinking the same thing: nutting felt good! Oliver flashed Kevin a knowing smile. The older boy responded with the same. They both knew this won't be the last nut they wanted out of Donnel. Judging from eager the teen's black cock looks, it won't be the last for him either. Ollie then noticed Kevin nodding at him. His eyes were focused on something happening to his left. Ollie turned his head towards where Kevin was looking. A meaningful smile dawned on his lips. Looks like he and Kevin weren't the only ones who were having fun with their new adult friend! On the poolside was Trevor lying on a large rainbow-colored beach towel. The girlish long-haired boy was with one of the well-endowed black men from earlier. He was bending over to bury his face in Trevor's crotch. Trevor threw his head back in response. His eyes were closed and he panted like a dog. His legs kicked about while the man pistoned his head on the boy's bald crotch. Right beside the two was Bryan standing over them. He had a look that was halfway between great hunger and deep satisfaction. The birthday boy watched intently as his long-haired friend writhed around like a dying worm. Oliver recognized the smile playing on Bryan's lips. It was the same mischievous smile he and Mark would wear whenever their ploys went off without a hitch. Ollie couldn't help but wonder exactly what Bryan had in store for poor unsuspecting Trevor. A bit further away from them was the other mischievous scamp. Mark was all smiles right now while licking his lips. He was on all fours on the pool deck with a muscular Latino man. The burly brown man had his face right up between the blonde nine-year-old's butt cheeks. Oliver couldn't believe what he was seeing! The man had his tongue up Mark's pooper! Yet instead of being grossed out by it, Mark looked like he died and went to heaven. Ollie also spotted Jeffy underneath Mark. The tanned boy with dirty blonde hair had Mark's dick between his lips. He gleefully suckled on Mark's hard little nail like a hungry baby bird. His loving care made Mark sing with joy. Ollie then saw Mark return the favor and popped Jeffy's aching dickie right into his mouth. He watched in near disbelief as his two classmates loudly slurped on each other's stiffies. Clearly, this wasn't their first time doing this. Right next to them was Philly lying on his back on another large rainbow towel. The missing member of their trio was together with Kaden and Liam. The black and brown-haired boys were beside his chest each. They knelt low to suck on each of his pink dime-sized nipples. A large black man was with them as well. He was hunched over between Philly's legs. Philly's pale little soldier was between his full, sexy lips. The large black man bobbed his head like a machine along the short length of his pale little stick. Ollie saw his ginger best friend look like he was in heaven. His eyes were closed. His arms rested on Kaden and Liam's shoulders. Philly shook his head from side to side. He looked delirious from the relentless triple onslaught. Then the man licked across the underside of his underdeveloped nuts. That got Philly crying out with joy. Oliver then saw Kaden and Liam pull up from the pale boy's jutting nubs. The two of them shared a secret smile. Then they leaned in close for a very deep kiss. It almost looked like they were celebrating Philly joining their ranks. Scenes like these were all over the pool area. Some were even happening in the pool itself. Ollie saw one black man in the water taking care of his two other classmates. The boys were draped over each of his shoulders facing away from him. Their exposed anuses played hosts for the man's large digits. Oliver counted three fingers to each hole as the man rammed them in and out. The two boys' skinny legs kicked about each time the man's fingers bottomed out. Another brown-haired boy lounged near the pool stairs. He was surrounded by five other boys around the same age. Each one picked a spot to suckle on. Lips puckered from his teats down to his balls. It was obvious the kid was in heaven! A sexy, muscular Latino man then stood to the side of the writhing boy pile. He knelt to feed the gangbanged boy the tip of his engorged cock. The brown-haired boy didn't resist. He meekly swallowed what he could while the man rocked his hips back and forth. All around the pool was the sight of his friends and classmates having their bodies violated. Boys who were far less experienced got double-teamed by their more perverted classmates and their adult friends. Not a single one of them was spared. All of the boys in the backyard were busy with each other's loins. All their hands, mouths, lips, and tongues worked overtime. Oliver watched it all unfold in real-time. He was so focused on what he saw that he failed to notice Donnel making his second move. "AUGHH! D-Donnell, wha, AHH!! ANNGHH!! AWWHHH!" came Kevin's surprised yelp. Ollie turned to see the tall boy with a frozen shocked look on his face. He didn't have to figure it out though, because he soon found out why for himself. "OHHH!! Wh, wha, what is haAAAGHH!! HAAGHHH!! AAHHAAAHH!!" he howled. A sudden pressure in his backside told him something was going up his butt. Oliver arched his back as the slick invading objects snaked up his rectum. He then tensed up when it touched something inside him. Whatever it was, it caused a wave of familiar tingles in his loins. It was so intense that he instinctively clenched. That caused the thing to stop wiggling up his ass. That was also when Donnel spoke in a soothing tone. "Shhh shh shh, it's okay, O.G.," the handsome black teen smiled at him, "Just relax and let it happen!" The last part was added with a nod toward Kevin. Oliver turned to see the tall boy beside him. He still looked delirious but much more relaxed. His head tossed from side to side. His hands held onto Donnel's muscular arm. Ollie could see Donnel's big black hand cupping both Kevin's nuts and soft cheeks. His fingers were nowhere to be seen though. And that's when the realization hit him. Fingers! Donnel had his fingers jammed up Kevin's ass! And from the wiggling in his rectum, his ass as well! He would've recoiled in terror if it wasn't for that magic button deep in his anus. The one that kept making him tingle with each brush of Donnel's digits. Ollie could feel the entire world spinning. He felt a bit scared of how good Donnel was making him feel. "Hnnnhh hunnnghh hnnnhh I, I caaan't hunnhh hunnhh," Oliver whimpered. He must've looked miserable to Donnel. The wiggling in his rectum did not stop though. Donnel had a look of deep concentration on his face. His deep dark brown eyes locked their gaze on Oliver. He then turned his attention to Kevin. "Yo K-Dawg," he called out to the tall boy. "Your boy here needs to relax a bit more. Show him he ain't got nothin' to be scared of," the sexy black teen went on. He never once stopped wiggling his fingers in Ollie's rectum. The boy could feel his heart racing at a million miles a minute. Kevin's arms then scooped him into a warm embrace. "Hnnnghh hunnnhhh unnnhhh c-c'mere Ollie," the tall boy groaned and tightened his grip. Strange as it was, Oliver could feel his tenseness leaving him completely. Maybe feeling that he wasn't enduring this ordeal alone gave him some comfort. Maybe the warmth of another boy's body made him feel safe. Whatever it was, he knew he wasn't clenching anymore. Donnel's fingers now have full and free control of his unexplored backdoor. Oliver and Kevin moaned together. "Unnnhhh ohhhh awwwhhh ohhhh gawwwwd ahhh ahhhh ohhh nnnnoohhhh," they sang with joy. Ollie could feel Donnel's fingers exploring his hidden cavern. He learned a lot from this one single naughty act. Particularly that it felt just as good having something go up there as much as things going out. Oliver could feel Donnel's hot breath over his mouth. He accepted the sexy black teen's tongue when their lips locked once more. "Ammmmhhh mmmmhhh mmmphahhhh!" Oliver moaned into Donnel's mouth. The handsome black teen went back and forth between himself and Kevin. Each time he heard Kevin whimper into Donnel's mouth he felt a little bit jealous. Each time Donnel came back to french him he felt relieved. Ollie and Kevin were practically putty in Donnel's expert hands. Well, Ollie felt more like his sockpuppet what with his hand snaking up his ass right now. "Y'all wanna feel even better?" Donnel smiled down at Ollie. His words left him stunned. What could be better than what they're feeling now? Ollie saw Kevin nod a little too eagerly. While he was more hesitant, he was also curious about what else Donnel had in store. Ollie cautiously nodded as well. He didn't expect Donnel to pull out his fingers right afterward. He was already used to them plundering his hidden depths. Oliver blinked the tears of joy from his eyes. He rested his weary head on Kevin's heaving chest. The heat of the California sun and their ordeal made the two boys sweat buckets. Kevin looked a little out of it to Ollie. He was about to say something when the tall boy's eyes shot wide open. "AAGHH!" Kevin gasped, "AHHH! AHH! D-Donnel what wasssaaaAAAHHH!!" "AWWHH!!" Ollie cried out in turn. Something even bigger than three sets of fingers now rammed itself into his ass! It felt round and large. On top of that, Donnel's fingers were back! It swirled and slid the stone-shaped thing all over the boy's innards. But feeling fuller than a stuffed turkey was not the worst of it. No, what's worse was the burning sensation that came after! "AAHH!! OHHH!! AWWAAAHHH!! IT, IT BURNS!!" Oliver howled. Kevin joined him in his protests. He tried to make Donnel's arms stop, but he was just too strong. Their heartfelt cries for mercy fell on deaf ears. Donnel continued to massage their innards in deep languid strokes. "AAGHH!! OOHHHH!! STOPPP!! PUHLEEZZEE!!" the two boys begged. They hold each other tight for comfort. The raging wildfire continued to burn in Ollie's ass. "AAAWHHH!!! AAHHH!! OHHHhhh...Ohhhh hhhnnohhh nnnoohhhh aawwwhhh aahhhhh annnhhhh hnnnaahhh!" he moaned when he felt a sudden change. Kevin too changed his tune to a protracted whimper. Ollie guessed he must be feeling what he was feeling. The stone-like object in his ass gradually dissolved. The searing pain slowly changed into a hot tingling feeling. It spread out from his belly to his chest and up to his brain. His hole felt ticklish each time Donnel's fingers pressed his magic spot. Ollie suddenly craved something bigger than just three fingers. He placed his small hands on Donnel's far larger arm to voice his demands. "Haahhh mmooohhhh mmooaarrr," Ollie pleaded much to the handsome black teen's delight. "Told ya lil' homies it'll feel better," Donnel chuckled. "Yo K-Dawg! Lie on top of your boy!" he then commanded Kevin. The tall boy obediently rolled and clambered on top of Oliver. The close contact made his dick twitch hard against Kevin's lower belly. He let out an involuntary moan when Kevin's dick pressed against his. Ollie then felt Donnel raise his legs. That made Kevin spread his legs apart. Donnel now had easy access to tease their holes at the same time. For the life of him, Ollie couldn't figure out what was going to happen next. The answer though came to him in a familiar voice howling from across the pool. "UUUUUUUGGGGH!! UUUUUUUGGGGHHHHH!! GAAAAAAAWWWWW! STOPPPPP! TAKE IT....UUUGGH!!! AAAAAAAAHH!!!" Ollie turned in the direction of the loud girlish screams. There he saw Trevor on his back with his legs up in the air. Bryan held them up over the long-haired boy's head. A large black man was on Trevor's other end. He held Trevor down while slamming his hips against his smooth pale upturned ass. Oliver couldn't believe what he was seeing! The man's cock was huge! It was way too big for Trevor's hole! Despite his lowered inhibitions, Ollie can still recognize fear. He was fearful for his friend. He kept expecting in terror to see the massive black dick bursting out of his classmate's mouth. That never happened though. A kind of change was happening to Trevor. His panicked screaming was slowly changing into something else. "UUUUUUUUGGGH!!! PLEASE! UUUUGGH!!! OOOHHGAAAWD! DON'T STOP! UUUGGH!!! UUUGGH!!! UUUGGH!!!" Now Ollie couldn't believe his ears! The man forced himself onto Trevor, yet he was begging the man for more! Even worse, Ollie could recognize the same urges growing in his belly too. Watching poor Trevor get pounded to oblivion riled Ollie up. The tingles in his loins worsened. His hole felt so itchy. His heart thumped fast in his chest. And from what he could tell from being this close to Kevin, the naked boy on top of him felt the same way. His tall friend squirmed in his embrace. His eyes were transfixed on Trevor's ordeal. "Your boy is turning into a man," Ollie saw Donnel smile. He then felt the pressure in his colon disappears. Ollie saw Donnel hunching over Kevin. The young man's breath was on his face as he whispered into Kevin's ears. "And now Imma make a man outta you," he growled in a low sexy baritone. "EEEEEEEKK!!" Kevin let out a squeak. Ollie looked up in helpless shock. Kevin looked like he just got electrocuted. He arched his back as he shook and shuddered. His eyes were closed. His mouth drooped. Ollie could feel the tall boy's dick twitching hard against his stiffie. Confusion was written clearly on Oliver's face. Though It didn't take long for him to find out what caused Kevin's outburst for himself. "HNNNNGGGHH!!" Oliver gritted his teeth. A massive telephone pole rammed up his guts! It was long, it was veiny, and it punched up his sweet spot like a machine. Oliver had never felt so full! Not even when he ate too much last Thanksgiving dinner! The massive fleshy tube pistoned in and out of his hole from the get-go. It gave Ollie a good few hard thrusts before pulling out. Oliver was left with a dreadful empty feeling in his tummy. Kevin then started squealing again. The tall boy hugged him tight like he would a teddy bear. Before Ollie could start missing the massive tube, Kevin's whole body jerked and his grip tightened again. Then Ollie felt the flesh tube pumping hard into his guts again. Then it left him to pound a squealing Kevin's hole again. Then it was back inside of him again. On and on it went, the massive meat taking turns burrowing itself inside their virgin backsides. "AWWHHH!! AGHH!! GUHHH! HHNNNNHHH!! UGGGGHHHH!" Kevin and Ollie moaned as one. They hugged each other close. Their bodies shook and shuddered. Their woodies rubbed fast and hard against one another's. All the while Oliver felt the tingles growing in his loins. His butt was itchy. It felt so empty when the cock left him. He felt the sudden urge to always be plugged. He started pushing back each time it was his turn to play host to Donnel's cock. Ollie then felt Kevin's lips on his mouth. Looking up he saw Donnel's big black hand pushing down on the back of the tall boy's head. He didn't have to say anything. Ollie knew exactly what the man demanded. He tilted his head and opened his mouth. Kevin did the same. Their tongues dueled with each other. Butterflies fluttered in Ollie's tummy. It felt so wrong kissing his classmate like this. Yet somehow the more Kevin sucked on his lips the more he wanted to do it. Oliver closed his eyes and threw his arms around Kevin. What the hell! He got this far! Might as well go all the way! "HMMMPHHH!! MMMPPHH! AMMMPPHH!! HMMMAAHHH!" the two of them moaned into each other's mouths. A switch flipped in Ollie's mind. He realized he was loving this! He loved being pinned down under his older friend's sweaty body. He loved being forced to make out while a muscular stranger pistoned his large cock in and out of his hungry hole. This feeling of helplessness made his dickie throb hard. Judging how Kevin's throbbed against his as well, he knew his classmate felt the same way. Yet Olllie somehow felt this was still not enough! He grew more and more frustrated each time the cock left his hole. Ollie wanted more. He needed more! He finally whined his needs when Donnel pummeled Kevin's hole for the umpteenth time. The older boy drooled on Ollie's shoulder. His hot breath was in his left ear, chanting a litany of gibberish. "Donneeeelll," Ollie whined in between Kevin's heartfelt yowls, "Puh, puhleeeeezeee!" "Hmmm?" Donnel smiled slyly. He never once stopped hard pumping into Kevin's shivering body. "What's that, lil' man?" the teen purred in a sexy tone. Ollie whined again, "Puhleeeeezeee!" His brain was too jumbled up to form the words. The tingles were all over his body. It spread from his butt to the very tip of his dick. He was desperate. He really needed to be plugged up! "Ya need somethin'?" the teen said. He felt Kevin shudder and a little pressure on his lower regions. Oliver was sure Donnel's dick was in him now. Yet it was nowhere as deep as it was before. "Haaahhn aaahhhhnngg yyyyeeeesssss," he wiggled his butt. He tried to get more of that tube in him. But the more he did, the more he failed. "D'ya need this?" Donnel said. Now Ollie felt the tube pushing in every so slightly. Oh God, he needed it bad! Donnel was teasing him from getting what he wanted! "Haaannhh nnnhhh yeeeessss," Ollie whined. The frustration was thick in his voice. "Then ya gotta beg for it," Donnel said. "Say 'fuck me'," he added. "Nnnhhh nnhhhaaahh fffaaaahhh aahh," Ollie struggled. His brain was in a frenzy. Years of good grooming told him that was a bad word. Primal instincts told him he needed to say it to get what he wanted. The scales were heavily tipped against reason. Ollie could feel himself regressing from a good boy into a proper bitch. Not that he knew what that meant. He just wanted to get plugged up. "Say 'fuck me'!" the handsome teen repeated. Oliver could feel half an inch more going up his hungry hole. "AAANH!! Ahhhh ffahhhh ffaaahhh aghhh!" Ollie tightened his embrace on a panting Kevin on top of him. The tingles in his butt and loins drove him mad. He needed it so bad! "Say it!" the teen insisted. "Hunnhhh hhhnnnnhh fffaaaahk fffaahhhkkkmmmeeeee!" "Ya got it," Donnel calmly answered. Oliver once again felt the full length of the tube up his guts. This time Donnel didn't wait for him to catch his breath. Ollie could feel the rapid jabs of the cock against his sweet spot. Donnel's crotch pistoned against his upturned butt like a machine. Oliver was seeing stars, and he loved every second of it! "UNNNGHHH UNNNHH UNNNAAAHHH!! AAAHH AAGGGHHHH FUCK ME!!" Oliver moaned each time Donnel jackhammered into his hole. "AOWWWWW AAGHHH AAHHH AAHHH F-FUCK ME!!" Kevin joined in when it was his turn to have the monster cock destroy his innards. Donnel's thrusts became sharper and faster with each plunge. Each time, Ollie and Kevin whined and begged for more of his cock. Ollie shook and shuddered each time he bottomed out. Eleven million volts of electricity passed through his small frame. His brain's higher functions have shut down. All he could think of was cock. All he wanted was cock. All he could hear was the sound of skin slapping against skin, his own voice, and Kevin's begging Donnel to give them what they wanted. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! "AAOOOWWWHH!!" SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! "AAGGHH!! AHHHGAAAWWW!!" SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! "FUCK ME!! FUCK ME!!" SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! "HNNNNGHHH!! HNNNNGHHH!! HNNNNHH!!" Donnel's voice grunted over them. "God, you two are choice meat!" he growled in the same sexy baritone. Ollie then felt both him and Kevin being lifted into the air. His eyes fluttered open. Donnel held the two of them close to his body. Sweat broke out from every pore. Both Kevin's and Donnel's torsos were glistening. Ollie's nose inhaled the deep manly musk of a teenager. His brain was so scrambled he couldn't tell what was happening anymore. All he knew was that it felt so good! "HNNNH!! HMMMH!! MMMPHHH!! MMMPHHHMM!" Ollie moaned when Donnel ravaged his mouth with his tongue. The constant jabbing paired well with the dick rammed up his butt. He felt like Donnel was taking over his entire body. His hands were on his back. His arms were wrapped around him. His sexy masculine smell was in his nose. There's only a single thought in Ollie's mind: he belonged to Donnel now. Ollie's sweat-slicked body felt so hot. Both from the Californian sun and everything done to him and Kevin. He lost count of how many times his loins tingled. Several times he felt like he was about to faint. Yet he didn't want to stop. He never wanted to stop. He wanted this assault on his poor hiney to never end! "Aww shit! Gonna cum!" Donnel shouted, "FFFFFUCK! Take it, lil' homies! Take my love frosting!" Oliver was too spent to do or say anything else. He only let out a soft whimper when the massive cock expanded more in his already overstuffed hole. Then he felt it! Something hot and sticky flooded his guts. He thought Donnel was peeing in him. The warmth sloshing around his rectum felt too thick to be urine though. The massive tool then abruptly left his hole. It was Kevin's turn to whine now. No doubt getting stuffed full of the stuff. Oliver could feel dollops of it dripping out of his hole. It fell in wet splotches onto the pool mat below. Ollie panted onto Donnel's shoulder blades in exhaustion. Then he heard the teen whisper again. "Y'all are choice. Thanks for that, lil' homies," Donnel's slow baritone rang in his left ear. Ollie could feel his heart thumping faster at that. He felt Donnel land a wet kiss on his sweaty cheek. A sense of pride welled up in his chest. He felt like he both lost and won something precious at the same. It was weird, but a good kind of weird. A familiar voice broke Oliver's delicious afterglow. "Porra! Você é rápido!" it called out next to them. Ollie lazily turned his head to his side. In the pool below them was a burly black man. Ollie recognized him from before. He was the same man who had used Trevor's ass like a little fuck-trampoline. He had a wide grin on his face while licking his lips. He reminded Ollie a little of a hungry dog eyeing a juicy piece of steak. The big black man kept his grin as he went on. "Had my sights on these two since I finished off that sweet little gatinho, but you got me beat," he chuckled. Ollie noticed through the water's surface that he was nursing an even bigger erection than Donnel's. The man continued to stroke himself as he went on, "Guess I'll have to settle for your sloppy seconds, eh?" Ollie knew instantly what the man was saying. The idea of taking on the cock that stole Trevor's cherry set his butt tingling. Even so, Ollie could still clearly recall Trevor's initial panicked screams. The monstrous thing wreaked havoc on his friend's poor butt! Could he take on something so huge? Oliver looked back and forth between the big man with the big dick and Donnel's gently smiling face. The handsome black teen picked up on what he was thinking instantly. "I think O.G. here is still pretty scarred from what you did to his homeboy, Big F," he gave a soft chuckle. Donnel then added, "Why don't you ask K-Dawg here if he wants a ride?" Ollie saw Kevin's head perk up when Donnel mentioned his new pet name. Kev then looked up at the handsome teen before silently greeting the newcomer. In response, the man Donnel called Big F climbed out of the pool. His ebony body looked even bigger now at full height. His muscles glistened under the son. And of course, his big black cock now looked even bigger and blacker. Big F then approached Kevin on the other side. Ollie saw him gently stroking Kevin's chin and cheek with his thumb and his forefinger. "What do you say, gatinho?" he purred to the tall boy, "You want Flavio to show you a good time?" Ollie saw his tall friend and classmate Kevin smiling. He eagerly nodded to give his consent. Big F, or rather Flavio, smiled back at him. He then scooped Kevin up from Donnel's embrace. The muscular black held him up in one arm like he weighed nothing. Those muscles aren't just for show! Flavio then leaned in for a deep kiss. Kevin happily returned the favor. Man and boy slurped and smacked on each other's lips as Kevin threw his skinny arms around Flavio's neck. Ollie felt his heart skip a beat watching the two kiss like they were married. His heart skipped several beats when he surveyed the pool. What happened to him and Kevin was not an isolated incident. Every single one of his friends and schoolmates had a man banging them! All the familiar faces and unfamiliar ones had a look of joyful agony! Oliver couldn't believe this was happening right in front of him. His dickie throbbed hard against Donnel's abs as he took in the raunchy sights. Trevor was on all fours with a new man behind him. This time it was the black man in dreadlocks who hugged Bryan earlier. The muscular man had his large hands on Trevor's slim feminine hips. He pumped his huge dick into Trevor's hole like a man possessed. Face-to-face with Trevor while also on all fours was the birthday boy himself. Bryan's face was flushed from cheek to cheek. He had a far older black man who was no less muscular pounding his ass from behind. Bryan then leaned in to share a deep kiss. Trevor took his tongue in eagerly. Both of them had a look of pure happiness. Jeffy was on the far end of the pool nearest to the house. He was happily bobbing his head on the groin of Bryan's dad. The man was not as big as the other men in the pool. Still, Jeffy seemed to have some trouble inhaling the entire length of the man's cock. Eventually, the small boy decided on a slower pace going up and didn't win. He looked like he was enjoying the tastiest popsicle in the world! His loud slurps could even be heard from across the pool. Of course, Ollie couldn't be sure if it was Jeffy's. Not with the moans and groans of other men and boys all around them. One prolonged moan from the pool sounded familiar enough to catch his attention. He saw Philly, the forgotten member of their trio, bent over a seven-by-seven inches pool floating gently drifting on the water. A handsome dark-skinned Latino man pumped his massive cock hard into Philly's tight boy hole. The ginger kid whined and cried with joy. His pale slim body jerked and flailed under the big man. The man's big black hands massaged the boy's back. They roamed across the soft curls of his red hair with desire and longing. The man showered Philly's neck and back with furious kisses. When he did, Ollie saw Flavio carrying Kevin in the water. The pair must've departed while he was watching all his pals get porked. Flavio whispered something to the Latino man and the man grinned at Flavio. He then roughly flipped Philly on his front without stopping to fuck him. The first pair then scooted over to make room for the second. Flavio had just enough room to lay Kevin on the pool float shoulder-to-shoulder with Philly. Side-by-side with one another, the men leaned over to fuck their boys hard from the get-go. Philly and Kevin wailed like a fire engine. Their cries of joy joined the rest of Ollie's friends and classmates getting pounded in and around the pool. "Wanna chill and just watch the show?" Donnel's voice spoke to him. Ollie's attention went back to the handsome teenager. He didn't know what it was that drew him to Donnel. Was it the smile? Was it the handsome face? Was it the way he caressed his cheek and held him close to his muscular body? There's just a lot to process. Hell, this entire afternoon has been a lot for him to process! There is one thing he knew for sure, though: whatever it was Donnel has, he wanted more of it. He turned his attention away from the pool to give it to the handsome young man. The black Adonis smiled at him. Ollie couldn't help but smile back. He then leaned in close to kiss Donnel's chest and nipple. Donnel chuckled at his eagerness. "Okay, I feel ya, lil' Gee," he grinned. He Ollie into his arms and held him close. When Donnel rolled onto his back, Ollie was now on top of him. Ollie trailed saliva from the young man's chest to his belly. Finally, he was before the monster cock that stole his cherry. The one-eyed snake looked like it was winking at him. He gulped while thinking about what to do next. A familiar voice then interrupted his moment. "Okay, everyone! Time for birthday games down in the rec room!" the voice called out. Ollie turned to see the same handsome black chef waving at everyone around the pool. Groans of disappointment arose not just from the men but also some of the boys as well. "Dayum, unc, your timing sucked!" Donnel chuckled in turn. Oliver cocked his head like a curious puppy. "`Unc'?" he repeated. "Yeah, that's my uncle Jamal," the teenager nodded, "He pretty much runs the show. But forget that. How about you and me take this downstairs?" Oliver could feel his dick hardening. If by "this" Donnel meant everything happening so far, he was more than willing to say yes! Ollie smiled and nodded eagerly as he watched Donnel hopping up to his feet. The handsome teen then offered his hand which Ollie took with no hesitation. He was more than delighted when the teen lifted him off the ground and placed him in his loving embrace once again. His heart raced. His cheeks flushed. He eagerly welcomed Donnel's lips when he gave him one more deep kiss. Ollie suckled on the teen's big tongue like a lollipop before the teen pulled back to look him deep in his eyes. "Let's get the real party started!" he once again whispered in a deep sexy baritone. Oliver wore the widest grin in his young life. He threw his arms around Donnel's neck while the teen carried him like he would his bride. Along the way, they passed Kevin and Philly. Both boys looked wobbly walking hand-in-hand with the burly men who had fucked them earlier. They were both smiling as wide as Oliver though. Their men smiled at him too. Each of them knew that the fun was just beginning. They then walked past Bryan and Trevor. Each boy still faced their men and clinging to their necks. Each boy also still had a big black cock buried deep in their asses. The two looked sweaty and spent. Bryan though still spared him a happy grin when seeing him paired up with Donnel. The birthday boy even flashed Ollie a thumbs-up. That got Ollie thinking if his hook-up with Donnel was orchestrated by the crafty brown-haired boy. It's a stretch, but he wouldn't put it past Bryan! The entire procession of naked men and sweaty, equally naked little boys marched hand-in-hand. They headed back into the house through the open double glass doors in an orderly fashion. Ollie saw they were all heading down a staircase leading down. He didn't notice it was there before when they walked through the front door. Then again, he didn't notice a lot of things that should be pretty obvious right now. The boy held tight to Donnel while seeing his friends and classmate disappear one by one into the open door at the bottom of the staircase. He could feel his heart thumping harder again in his chest. Ollie licked his lips. His imagination started running wild. They got through so much naughty stuff right out in the open earlier. Who knew what they'll be doing behind closed doors? His dickie throbbed just thinking about it! He couldn't help but wonder about all the strange new things waiting for him just beyond that door.