Date: Wed, 18 Mar 2015 05:35:22 +0000 (UTC) From: Bob Smith Subject: My Boys Chapter 3 Chapter 3 The next morning he was up when he smelled the pancakes and bacon. He came into the kitchen wearing bright blue boxer briefs, the ones he went to bed wearing, only this time they were tented. For an eleven year old, he was sporting a nice sized tent so I could only image what size his dick was. He saw me glance at his protrusion but I didn't say anything and he didn't comment as well. I was wearing sleep pants and a tee shirt. Frying foods naked is only asking for bad burns in the best parts of your body. We ate and off we went to the middle school to get him squared away. We also stopped at the bike store to get him wheels and then to the computer store to get him a computer. He asked if he could get a gaming system so we added that to the pile. His room was starting to look like a boy's room instead of a guest room and that was good. He spent the rest of the day setting up his computer and playing games. I was pouring milk into my dish when he rolled into the kitchen the next morning. It was the first morning I was naked when he woke up. It didn't seem to faze him in the least. He just looked at my hanging junk and asked what was for breakfast. "This morning, its cold cereal." I said. "Take your pick. You might want to pee first though. Your morning wood is showing." He was wearing the same blue boxer briefs he had on yesterday, no shirt and the tent was obvious. I guess eleven year old guys don't change their undies unless told to do so. "Damn. He's a big boy for an eleven year old," I thought. "Oh! It does that a lot lately." He said, as he grabbed his dick, gave it a gentle squeeze and wandered off to the bathroom. After taking his piss he joined me at the veranda with a bowl of cereal. You could see a wet spot on his shorts when he returned. He obviously didn't shake his dick very well after he pissed. "How you doing this morning?" I asked, "Fine." he said as he started to eat his Frosted Flakes. "I'm going to take my bike out and just ride the neighborhood. That ok with you?" he asked. "Sure." I said as he wandered into the kitchen with his empty bowl. "Just be back for lunch and if you decide to go too far, let me know. And change your underwear!" I was getting dressed when I heard the garage door open and then close. Three hours later, I heard a big bang as the front door flew opened and Curt arrived with another boy trailing behind him. "We gotta piss," were the first words out of his mouth. "Follow me, Todd," he told the new comer as he went to his bathroom. I could hear the duel stream hit the water as both boys relieved themselves. I guess privacy was not on the list of priorities when you're eleven and have to pee badly. Soon both boys came into the kitchen and Curt looked into the refrigerator. "We are starving. What kind of snacks do we have?" he asked as he pulled two cans of coke from the refrig and gave one to his new buddy. "Dad, this is Todd. He lives three houses down. Todd, this is my dad, Bob." I said "Hi! Todd, do you want to eat lunch with us? It will be on the table in a minute." as both boys proceeded to ignore me and grab the soda and head for Curt bedroom. A few seconds later I heard a "Yes. When will lunch be ready?" We ate lunch on the lanai. Todd was a talker. I found out he was adopted from the Ukraine, he was eleven years old and in the same fifth grade and school as Curt. He had two brothers, a thirteen year old and a fifteen year old, and a younger sister. All the boys were adopted; the sister wasn't. After lunch the boys went into Curt's room and played Minecraft. After an hour or so, I told them they had to get out and play. Both boys grabbed their bikes and were off again. It wasn't a very long time before both boys returned with still a third boy. "Dad, this is Ethan. He lives on the end of the block. Ethan, this is my dad, Bob. We came to grab some sodas for the road? See you later. The guys are going to show me the lake." and off they went. I guess I will have to ask Curt about Ethen over dinner.