Date: Wed, 2 Dec 2020 20:42:17 +0100 (CET) From: Mad Mouse Subject: Mad For The Mouse: The Roxy Chapter 1 This story is 100% fiction and none of the characters are real or even composites of anyone alive or dead. If you are under 18, you know that you should not be reading this. Absolutely nothing in this story should be considered as anything other than pure entertainment. I have no actual basis of knowledge or experience for any of the adult-youth sexual interactions except from reading other stories here and recalling the fun I had as a young lad with my pals. I do not condone, or encourage, any of the actions of my characters in this story. In fact, please use these stories as your way to vicariously live your desires without doing something that I think you would live to regret. I continue to really enjoy your feedback, suggestions and encouragement. There is no other way to know if anyone is reading and enjoying my story. Your comments and feedback will only inspire me to write more and make the stories better. Write me at mad.mouse@mailfence.com, please reach out! The Roxy - Chapter 1 James Waters loves the movies. Not just the latest movies from Marvel or Lucas Film, all movies from eras. From black and white classics from the 30's and 40's through to the latest blockbusters from Hollywood, he lived for the movies. For a newly minted 11-year old just starting grade 6, James stood out from his friends and classmates as a little eccentric not really wanting to play sports or video games, as seemed to be the life pursuit of his peers. In many cases, this kind of uniqueness could lead to a boy of his age to be considered a nerd or un-cool, and potentially even subject to being bullied. Not James, he was one of the most popular kids in his school because he was the life of the party. He was funny, smart, outgoing and charismatic. Beyond his status at school, and maybe another reason for it, he was drop-dead gorgeous. James could easily be mistaken for one of those Disney Channel kids that was too perfect for words. He has wavy dark-blonde hair, stood 4' 11" and weighed 98 pounds of pure boy. He was pretty in a boy kind of way. His frame was not skinny and his build was that of a much more active kid with a tight tummy and not an ounce of fat to be found. He had the most piecing blue eyes and a smattering of freckles across the bridge of his button nose. James could be an actor, a model or just a god. He was also just plain nice and a role model for his peers. Every girl at Justin Bateman elementary school had a crush on him as did several of the boys and likely many of the female and male staff as well. As popular as he was, he was humble and had no idea that half the people he came in contact with were undressing him with their eyes or salivating at his looks and body. James, in his mind, was just another one of the kids at Bateman and in his small town. The Waters family all shared his good looks and wonderful disposition. His sister Alicia was 13 and almost a carbon copy of James and his father. Their father, Richard, is also an incredibly handsome 33- year old with a full head of hair, youthful features and a physically fit body. The matriarch of the family had died in a plane crash only sixteen months before. Maddy Waters was pilot for a regional airline and was next in line to be promoted to a full captain when the Boeing 737Max 8 that she was co-piloting decided to plunge nose first into the ground shortly after takeoff killing all 128 souls on board. Maddy was a home-coming queen at the local high school and was also as beautiful as you could imagine. Maddy had one love in her husband. She and Richard became friends in Sunday school when they were 8. They dated when they were 14 and married at 19 without ever having as much as a one- night-stand with another. The year that ensued after Maddy's death was hard, but the little family started to return to their new normal after almost a year of grief and loss. The Waters were a Christian family and the belief that they all would be united in heaven gave them peace and comfort and they all moved on with their lives in the way that she would have demanded it. Following the crash, the lawsuits against Boeing and the airline left the family with several million dollars in the bank that was added to the generous inheritance that Richard received from his wealthy grandfather when he was a child. While the Waters lived modestly, none of them would never have to worry about money and pursue only those things that they truly wanted to do. For Richard, it was an acting career that he channeled his pain and grief into. James's love of movies was fueled by both his parents as they too were ravenous cinephiles and shared their passion for cinema with both of their kids. James became infatuated and Alicia was more attracted to physical activities partiucuarily swimming. She was also into volleyball, baseball and pretty much every sport there was. Even with the vastly divergent interests, the siblings were close and great friends. Alicia would patiently listen to James drone on about his latest cinematic find and James would happily listen to his sister fill him in on her latest adventures in the pool or on the field. Richard was a very lucky parent having two such amazing kids. Like all siblings, they did engage in typical good-natured teasing but it meant nothing as their bond was as strong as could possibly be. Like most 11-year-old boys James was on the cusp of puberty and his hormones were kicking in causing his to start thinking about his friends differently. Like all kids, their genitals were a source of interest and pleasure but until the day before his 11th birthday, his penis was little more than a tool to drain urine and fiddle with at bedtime. All of a sudden, his world changed. James always had a movie-themed birthday party and this year was no different. For his 11th year, he decided on Back to the Future and invited his three closest friends to sleep over, binge on junk food and watch all three Back to the Future movies back to back. He had seen all three films several times, but his three friends, his best friend Brandon, Rico and Gary had not. Before the movie, they ate Chinese food, built DeLorean models, listened to 50's and Huey Lewis music and had a blast. As they started to wind down to start the first movie, they all changed into what they were going to sleep in so that they were comfortable. Blankets, pillows and sleeping bags were spread out on the home theatre floor and they enjoyed Michael J. Fox as Marty McFly as he had his time travelling adventure. Brandon Krueger was James's best friend and had been since pre-school. They felt very comfortable with each other and naturally gravitated to one another. Brandon was good looking kid with Germanic features, light blond hair, blue eyes and pale skin. He was essentially the same size and shape of James and a few months older. Brandon was the grandson of their town's mayor, and more notably to James, the owner of the Roxy Cinemas on Main Street; James's cathedral. Like many small towns, there had been more than one cinema on main street, but over the years competition from the multiplexes in the nearby city, movies at home and a dwindling population caused two of them to close up long before James was born but Mayor Krueger bought the Roxy, renovated it from a 1,200-seat monster sized cinema to 3 smaller cinemas. Nobody in town thought the Mayor made any money from it and only kept it alive for his community. James made a point of seeing every movie they played and even was able to finagle his way into the R-rated ones he was not supposed to attend. Brandon often went to the movies with him, but James was often attending solo when his family were busy or Brandon had some game on or homework to do. His dad would take him to the city to see films at one of the big chain theatres two or three times a month, but James preferred "his" Roxy. He planned on buying it from the Mayor some day and made no bones about telling him every time he saw him. "If my son or grandson don't want it, I will gladly sell it to you when you are done school," the Mayor would respond. He knew that Brandon, nor his dad, wanted to own the cinema. Rudy Kruger, Brandon's dad, was studying to become a doctor after floundering for several years in other pursuits after high school and planned on becoming the town pediatrician once the current aged physician retired within the next ten years. Brandon had a crush on Alicia and went goofy whenever they were in the same room together. This occurred regularly since he was at her house half of the time over the summer months and slept over two to three times a week. In her mind, he was like another little brother. To him, she was his dream girl. Alisia knew this and playfully flirted with him to tease him and in a good-natured way. As the first Back to the Future movie ended, Rico and Gary were sound a sleep as evidenced by one boy's snores and the other's open mouth drooling. As James bounded over the sleeping bodies to change the Blu-ray, Alicia entered the room from her bedroom to liberate some snacks from the boys. She was dressed for bed in a cropped t-shirt that displayed her 13-year-old midriff and thin sleep shorts that left little to the imagination. Brandon's eyes were fixed on her from the moment she entered the room. "Hey homos, I am going to grab a Coke and some of your snacks. OK?" she asked but did not wait for a reply. She kneeled on floor beside Brandon and stretched over him to grab the bag of chips on his other side. She was clearly teasing him again, as she slowly reached and slowly retracted while securing her snacks. As she stretched across the smitten boy, he was treated with a clear and unmistakable view of her new boobs as he glanced up the loose-fitting crop top as she stretched. James turned just as his sister was finishing hovering over the stunned Brandon and knew immediately what she was doing. "Alisia, leave Brandon alone," he said. "What do you mean?" she coyly asked. "Oh, I see what you mean, the little perv was looking at my boobs up my shirt," she faked indignation in her voice. "You are a bad boy Brandon, your boyfriend here is going to get jealous," she said in an oddly sensuous way. She learned back over Brandon and pulled up her top completely exposing herself to the boy. She leaned in close and brought her right breast within an inch of his mouth and then quickly retreated, laughed and went to her room and closed her door. James just stared at Brandon as he sat there like a deer in the headlights. Mouth ajar, face and ears flush and murmuring something unintelligible. Suddenly, Brandon snapped out of it. He looked at James and smiled. "Holy frack! Did you see her boobs! I mean she almost let me kiss it. Look at my dick, it is as hard as a rock," Brandon said as he pulled down the front of his flannel Pikachu sleep pants. "Just look at this thing! I would poke a hole in the wall with it," he said as he pressed the 3.5" penis down to watch it bounce back up and pulse with his heart beat. Here, feel it; it's like there is an iron rod in it." Now it was James's turn to turn red. He felt butterfly's in his stomach and was dizzy. "I better not," James replied. "Come on, just feel how hard it is," Brandon insisted and he walked over, grabbed James hand and put it on his throbbing pre-teen sex tool. "Is yours hard too?" Brandon asked. "No! She is my sister! That would be sick," James responded, pulled his hand away, sat down and pulled up his blanket to hide the stiffy he was sporting. Brandon pulled the front of his pants back up. "Hey James, do you want to go camping?" Brandon asked. "What are you talking about?" James asked frustrated. "Because I have a tent right here!" Brandon giggled as he pointed out that his erection was making an obscene point in Pikachu's face. James stifled a laugh and instead just glared at his friend. "I am starting the next movie," he announced and he poked the other boys who woke up oblivious to what just happened. Brandon sat down beside James so close that their bodies were touching by there sides. Brandon pulled the cover over himself and snuggled into James. This was not an unusual thing for the two of them to do, but it did not feel "as usual" for James, who seconds ago was holding Brandon's erect 11-year-old 3.5" penis in his hand. Over the years, the boys had seen each other naked hundreds of times. They have bathed together, skinny dipped in James's pool, changed in the same room and even had naked sleepovers, but never have they touched each other. Above all, James had never experienced the emotions and sexuality he was experiencing now. That thing that dangled between their legs had, up to now, just been a noodle of skin that was just there and James's had no more interest in Brandon's than one of his fingers or toes. Now, he wanted to do more than hold it for a few seconds. James was also hard as a rock, but not for his sister that he routinely saw naked around the house, in the hot tub or in the shower when he had to pee in their shared washroom. His family was very open about their bodies and nudity was a regular thing for them. In fact, James's erectile reaction was a result of Brandon's display of his boy penis and it went from hard to iron bar when Brandon forced his hand on it. James was confused, distracted and very very horny. The movie played on and his friends were fully engaged while James was replaying the Brandon scene in his head over and over as he discreetly moved his hand to his penis and gently stroked it with the opposite hand to the one that was snugged up against Brandon. The combination of the loop in his head of his friend flashing him and the forced groping with his discreet masturbation had James feeling something he had never experienced. James was hot for his buddy. Brandon noticed the movement under the blanket and turned to his friend and whispered. "They were nice boobs, right?" James, realizing that he was caught jacking off stopped short. Brandon was still staring at him with a big grin and wiggled his eyebrows in a knowing way and then turned back to the tv. James probably had never heard the term "blue balls" at that point in his life, but that is what he had as he removed his hand and tried to focus on the movie. Just as he thought he was in the clear, Alicia's bedroom door opened and she came striding out looking for more snacks. She looked at the two boys and saw how close they were to each other under the blanket and said, "You two homos making out under that blanket?" Brandon, jumped on James and started to hump him wildly; flannel covered penis to flannel covered penis rubbing together while moaning sex sounds and said, "No, we have been screwing all night. Want to join us?" Alicia rolled her eyes and said, "In your dreams little boy." While all this was happening, a horned-up James felt Brandon's hard penis poking and prodding his own turgid boyhood. He just lay there enjoying the feeling when a wave of intense pleasure rocketed through his body causing him to moan and shake. He felt like he was going to pee but was powerless to do anything about it and he felt his penis throb and twitch uncontrollably. As Alicia walked away, Brandon rolled off giggling as James concluded his first ever orgasm. After he recovered, he saw that Brandon was nonplussed and watching the film as if nothing happened. James excused himself to headed to the washroom. As he entered, he pulled down his pj pants and tried to poke his still hard erection down to pee when he noticed a drop of fluid sticking to his pee slit. He wiped it off with his fingers and realized it was not pee, as it was sticky and clear. He played with it between his fingers and wondered if this was sperm that he learned came out of a man's penis when having sex with a woman. He decided he would research it when he could access the unfiltered computer in his dad's office. He washed his hands in cold water and willed his penis back to normal, peed and went back to the movie. He resumed his seat beside his buddy and decided that he needed that feeling again and again. As the last movie started, Brandon peeled his shirt off declaring he was too hot and James followed suit. Rico and Randy were guzzling down Cokes to prepare for the late night. They too stripped off their shirts and reclined with a bag of Doritos between them. "Hey James, why haven't you been babbling through the films like you always do. I feel like I missed something since you haven't narrated it for us,' Rico asked. Randy added, "You guys doing something else under that blanket that has James distracted?" "James has been molesting me for the last four hours!", Brandon said. James lunged at his friend and started to mock beat him up. Rico and Randy joined in and the playful brawl of four half naked pre-teen boys carried on for a good ten minutes until Rico yelled, "Randy grabbed my balls." They all bust out laughing as they struggled to catch their breath. From upstairs, James's dad yelled, "boys leave your balls alone and go to sleep" as he walked downstairs to say goodnight. He first walked to Alicia's rooms, poked his head in, saw she was asleep, shut off the lights and closed the door. "Mr. Waters, Randy didn't really grab my balls. I was just joking," Rick said embarrassed that James's father had heard. "I know buddy. We all know that Randy has no balls to grab," Mr. Water's said with a smile on his face. "Hey!" Randy exclaimed. "I do have balls and big ones too!" and he pulled down his sleep shorts to show everyone his 11-year-old balls. "Whoops, my mistake. I was just repeating what Brandon told me," Mr. Waters said again with a big goofy grin on his face. Everyone burst into fits of laughter until Alicia yelled from her room, shut up or I will be cutting off some balls tonight while you sleep. The laughter rose again and Mr. Waters leaned over and kissed his son goodnight. "It's after midnight, it is now officially your birthday! Make a wish buddy!" and he left the room, went up the stairs and to his room. All four of the boys were quiet now, tired and ready for sleep. James started the movie, but nobody made it more than 30 minutes before all four of the 11-year-old boys were off to sleep dreaming what pre-teens dream of. To be continued...