Date: Thu, 8 May 2014 16:43:15 +0000 From: Nice Guy Subject: My Little Brigade Boy 7 Niceguy98 Chapter 7 - Alex ---------------------------------------------------------- A month passed in a blur of prayers, games, handstands and hugs before time finally slowed back down. There was a sponsored walk scheduled for that Saturday and everyone was buzzing at the thought. All except for Alex. He seemed to be scared that it was a really long distance to walk for such small legs, but I was quick to reassure him. "Buddy, don't worry about it!" I said, clasping his tiny shoulder. "If you get too tired, I'll just carry you!" Alex giggled, his dark hair jiggling. "Really?" he said. "Of course!" Matthew piped up, grinning. "See how strong he is?" I flexed my arms, jokingly putting on a gun show while they both laughed hard. Once they had laughed themselves out, Alex grinned at me and put his arms out. I stepped into them, lifting him up into the air. He came in tight to me, our chests touching, his scent wafting into my nostrils. His scent was completely different from Matthews, much subtler and lighter, overwhelmed by bananas. "Thanks for making me not scared." he whispered. "No bother, kiddo." I replied, gently setting him back down, ruffling his hair affectionately. He squirmed happily. Val called everyone to order and I stood next to the squad leader, Aidan. "Looking forward to the walk, Aidan?" I said casually, as Val busied herself trying to find the prayer book. "Yep!" he beamed, "The park will be brilliant!" His Seconder, Jamie, piped up as well. "It's going to be so much fun!" he giggled. "Yep!" I agreed with him. "Just make sure you all stay close to me!" Aidan rolled his eyes. "Okay, mum!" he said sarcastically. I nudged his shoulder lightly. "Less of that, wee man!" I said jokingly. He just stuck his tongue out. Val finally found the book and began the prayer, leading the night on. She decided that we should all play dodgeball, so she pulled out the bin bag with the balls inside. The boys screamed and broke rank to run about the hall. Val passed the balls to all of us and we began picking boys off at random. Aidan went down at the start thanks to a lucky shot from Gordon, Matthew got out near halfway by my hand, a pout thrown in my direction, but Alex avoided all our shots like a pro. Despite several attempts from all of us, he just wouldn't be hit. The game ended and he won, unsurprisingly. The rest of the squad ran on and mobbed him, slapping him on the back and hugging him. After a few seconds, I broke them up. I found Alex in the middle of the swarm, red faced and grinning. I gave him a thumbs up. "Good job, Alex!" I said, slapping his back. His grin grew even more pronounced. Val awarded him 5 extra points and started us on the next game. I forget what it was, but by the end, it had all of us tired out, never mind the boys! Alex looked extremely tired by the end, barely staying on his feet. The prayer came and went, and I walked through to the small hall with Matthew for the usual breakdance-fest. A few minutes later, Val popped her head around the door, a bleary eyed Alex beside her. "Is it okay if Alex waits here for his Mum?" she said, ushering him into the room. "Sure!" I said, extending my hand. "The more the merrier!" Alex gave a little smile and sat down next to me. I smiled at Val and she walked out the room. Matthew righted himself and sat down next to Alex. "You okay, buddy?" he said, panting slightly. "Yeah..." Alex yawned, "Just a little tired." "It's okay." Matthew said, laying a hand on his back, "Just lie on Grant, he's a nice soft pillow!" I pretended to look wounded, but was actually pretty happy about the idea. "If you want to, buddy!" I said, shrugging my shoulders and putting out my arm. Alex smiled sleepily, stood up and sat on my lap. He rested his head on my chest, yawned one last time and closed his eyes. I looked over at Matthew and we exchanged glances. "You'd better lay it off with the breakdancing, kid." I whispered. Matthew pouted, but seemed to understand. Leaning back into my chair, I settled into a more comfortable position and Alex sighed. I could detect a subtle shifting in his scent, a deadening of the banana smell. Out of sheer instinct, I put my hand on his belly and gently started rubbing. He started to purr contentedly in his sleep, his tired red face subsiding. His little boner began to jut out of his trousers under my ministrations. Matthew saw and gently licked his lips. I snorted in laugher at the little horn dog. Of course, that was the moment Alex's mum decided to walk in. Her blustered face curled into a warm smile when she saw the sleeping imp on my chest. "A little tired was he?" she whispered. "Just a little!" I fired back. Her face turned a little. "This is a little awkward." she began, "But would you mind carrying him out to the car? Only, he'll never go back to sleep once I wake him up and I've got a really bad back so..." "It's fine!" I smiled, "No problem at all!" She sighed in relief. I slowly stood up, gently scooping the sleeping form into my arms. He moaned out and wriggled a bit, but remained sleeping. My hands ended up under his rump and he ended up in a baby-style cradling position across my arms. I slowly began to walk to her car, gently guiding Alex's head away from door frames, Matthew bobbing at my side like a small trained Labrador the whole way. After a few moments, we got to the car and Alex's mum opened the back door. I gently laid Alex onto the car seat and put his belt on. Before I pulled my head out, I kissed his cheek and whispered "Bye Alex." His sleeping face gently curled into a smile. "Thank you very much!" Alex's mum said to me as I pulled my head out. "No problem, ma'am. Your son is a wonderful kid." I said back. She blushed under my compliments. "Such manners!" she laughed, "And please, call me Carol!" "Well you can call me Grant!" I said back, sticking my hand out. She shook it firmly and opened her car door. "Thanks again, Grant!" she said. "See you soon!" I said goodbye and began to wave, as the car began to drive away. I watched their car for a while, until Matthew nudged my elbow. "There's my dad!" he said, pointing at a spot. Sure enough, Keith's car was in the process of reversing into that spot. Matthew beamed up at me. "Race you?" he giggled, beginning to run away. "Hey, no fair!" I laughed, giving chase. I grabbed Matthew round the waist and hoisted his giggling form up. "Got you now!" I growled, just as Keith got out of his car, spotted us and started laughing. "If you wouldn't mind putting him in the back so we can be on our way!" he shouted over, opening the back door. "Sure!" I said back, hefting Matthew over my shoulder and walking boldly over to the car. Still laughing, I deposited him onto his car seat. "I'll see you on Friday, kiddo!" I said. Matthew leaned over and kissed my cheek. "I look forward to it." he winked. The Saturday afternoon finally rolled around and we all met up outside the hall. The forecast was cloudy, but warm, and everyone was hoping the weather would hold out. My squad lined up in front of me, dressed in their walking clothes. They all beamed at me, barely able to keep still. "You guys ready?" I said, knowing the answer full well. "YES!" they all squealed, jumping up in the air. I handed my camera to Gordon. "Would you mind taking my picture with the guys?" I asked. "Sure!" he replied, manipulating the controls like a pro. I brought the boys closer to me, Matthew and Alex at my sides, Jamie, Fergus, Aidan and Angus behind me, all holding on to me. Gordon raised the camera, got us to say "Cheese!" and snapped a few pictures. "Thanks Gordon." I said, taking the camera back. "No problem!" he said, clapping my back. Val stood in front of us all, took the register and started us off. We carefully crossed the road and began walking through the forest trail. Keeping my eye on the boys in front, I failed to notice Alex creeping up beside me until his little warm hand slipped into mine. Starting slightly, I looked down and saw Alex's face beaming back up at me. "Is it okay if I hold your hand?" he pouted in his most begging voice, "So I don't get lost?" "Sure!" I said, a little surprised, squeezing his hand lightly. We carried on, Alex babbling out streams of information. He lived a few minutes away from the hall with his mum, dad, younger sister and very yappy puppy, whom he loved very much. He went to the same school as Matthew, Jamie and Fergus, but was in the year below them. That was the only information I absorbed, due to the 5 other squealing boys I had to keep an eye on, but I nodded, smiled and laughed at appropriate points, perfected by 10 years of pretending to listen to my mum and little sister. About halfway through the course, Val called a pee break. I took my squad off the track and found a tree. We all stood around it together, pulled ourselves out and began peeing. Heads went in every direction, as everyone checked everyone else out. But more and more began turning in my direction. Everyone was very interested in my cock, and I was interested in all of theirs. Of course, I had already seen Matthews. Fergus'es was much bigger than Matthews, by about an inch and a half, but not as big as my crazy fantasy. Angus was about the same size as Matthew, as was Jamie, but Alex and Aidan's were much smaller. They were only about an inch or so. I smirked slightly at the array of meat on display, willing my cock to behave. But, it didn't work. Even thinking about what was happening here was getting me excited. Alex giggled, and everyone else smiled. "His winkie is getting bigger, guys!" Jamie said in awe. I giggled back. "It's you guys that are making it do that!" I whispered, wiggling my cock from side to side as it expanded. They all started laughing hysterically, until Alex gasped. "Mine's doing that as well!" he said, unconsciously fingering his shaft to life. "And mine!" Matthew said, rubbing himself gently. "And mine!" Fergus, Jamie, Aidan and Angus said one after the other, gently playing with themselves. Before I knew it, everyone was gently playing with their little sticks. "Grant?" Alex piped up, hand still firmly on his shaft. "Why is everyone's winkie different?" I giggled slightly at his innocence. "Winkies come in all shapes and sizes, Alex!" I said, "If everyone was the same, life would be very boring, wouldn't it?" Alex nodded, seeming to understand. I turned back to the group. "Now come on, guys!" I said, raising my voice ever so slightly, "We need to get back, so put yourselves away!" They all groaned, as they were beginning to get into the dick play, but complied, stuffing their various lengths into their briefs and adjusting them to a more comfortable position. I put my boner away too, but not before giving it a few token strokes. When they got a little older, they would understand the difficulty of having an uncooperative dick. Finally finding a comfortable spot and zipping back up, we turned and began to walk back to the trail. My squad weren't missed. In fact, we weren't the last back either. As soon as another head count was completed, we started off again. Instantly, I felt a hand in mine and looked down, expecting to see Alex again. But, instead, it was Matthew! "Hey." he said casually. "Hi." I said back, squeezing his hand. My other free hand was suddenly filled as well, and I looked to my other side and saw Alex. Matthew and Alex exchanged cheeky grins and kept walking. I caught myself thinking. "I have two beautiful boys walking beside me, their hands in mine. The sun is shining, the clouds are breaking. There's no place I'd rather be." Matthew and Alex both started babbling to each other, constantly talking as they plodded along. I wasn't really paying attention until I heard my name. "...so you've seen Grant's winky before then?" Alex was asking. I kept walking, but began to lessen my pace so we fell a bit behind the pack. "Yep!" Matthew said, "He was babysitting me! I even got to see it hard!" "Wow!" Alex gasped. "I was going to play dares with him, but I fell asleep." Matthew said sadly, squeezing my hand. My barely matured limbic system went into overdrive. "Well, we could play dares when we get to the park building!" I said boldly. The two of them looked at each other and giggled. "Really?" they said together. "Yep!" I said, "I've been here before. We'll have about half an hour. I know a place where we can play that I've been to before!" "You've played dares with your friends before then?" Alex asked innocently. I smiled down at him. "The thing about playing dares with someone is that you need to keep it a secret between you and them." I said, "That way, everyone stays happy and no one gets into trouble." Alex gasped. "Is playing dares bad?" he squeaked. "No way, buddy!" I answered. "It's just a secret that you keep between friends!" "And we are friends!" Matthew piped up. "That we are!" I growled, lifting the laughing forms up onto my shoulders. The boys squealed and squirmed in delight. I made sure to get a firm grasp of their hard little packages before I set them back down, flushed and still laughing. They grabbed my hand and noticed the building appearing up ahead. They looked at each other, a sly grin stretched across their faces. Together, they began pulling me, running towards the building. I began running alongside, laughing at their antics. As we hared past the pack, all the boys, the teens, the parents and even Val laughed. A few moments later, we were at the front of the building. A few moments after that, Val arrived and said we could go off and play round about, but be back in half an hour. Alex and Matthew nudged me, and I pointed at a path at the side of the building. Slapping their backs, I told them to go and run until they get to the side of the building and wait for me. They started giggling, held each others hand and ran off to the path. I observed their pert behinds as they ran, and followed them. I rounded the corner and I guided them to a little secluded clearing near a burn, out of sight and sound of the building that, as far as I knew, no-one had found but me and my friends. With a smile, I realised that in the 5 or so years it had been since I had come here, the binbag full of porn mags stolen from one of my mates brothers was still there, underneath a natural hollow in the tree. The partially broken garden chairs were still there as well, hidden slightly by the tree. "Here it is!" I said, grandly sweeping my hand across the small expanse. Matthew and Alex both looked around in awe. I motioned for them to sit on the garden chairs, sweeping off a layer of leaf litter, before sitting on a conveniently placed tree root. "So guys..." I said, clapping my hands. "Who wants to go first?" ----------------------------------------------------------- End Of Chapter 7 Any comments/constructive criticism to niceguy0398@gmail.com Check out my other story "Highland Flings": http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/camping/highland-flings Nifty needs your help to stay alive and continue delivering wonderful stories, so donate what you can. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html