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Oh my God, what do I do? He obviously didn't see or hear me yet.
Fuck, watching him do that with his pyjama shorts halfway down to his knees was so hot!
I wondered what he was thinking about with his eyes closed like that.
He was standing with his back towards me, so I decided to clean up my sperm on the floor next to his bed first. I tiptoed over to his bed and then laid the mop on the floor to start cleaning.
It wasn't all that much so I cleaned it rather quickly and then I looked at his bed again.
He probably wiped the sperm stain while getting out of bed since it was all smeared out now. I could hear him in the corner breathing heavier now. He sounded really hot with his typical high-pitched boy voice like that, it certainly wouldn't be long before he would ejaculate now.
As much as I would've loved to be there to watch it, I would have to make sure he didn't see me there so I decided to try and get out as soon as possible.
I tried to run silently over to the door, but since I had made the floor all wet with the mop, I slipped and fell right on my tailbone.
-"Ahh!" I exclaimed.
-Uh-oh, I made noise now.
I looked over at the closet after which I knew Callum was having fun and in the moonlight through the open curtains, I could just see his eyes lurking around the closet. His heavy breathing obviously stopped.
At this point I still didn't know whether he'd seen or felt me while I was having fun with both his and my toy. I looked him right in the eyes and soon his eyes disappeared behind the closet again.
I looked around and saw two other boys looking in my direction, wondering what wat going in. I had woken them up.
I whispered "Sshhh, nothing happened, just go back to sleep now."
I stood up from the ground, my tailbone really did hurt a lot and a couple of seconds later I saw him coming from behind the closet again. I walked towards him and was still wondering whether or not he had noticed me before as I tried to think of something to say.
When I arrived at my beautiful little angel, I reached out to him and grabbed his shoulder to take him outside for a second. As I touched his shoulder, I felt his awesome and smooth boy skin and instantly became hard again. The tension was building up as I had to find out as soon as possible if he had noticed me.
I guided him towards the door and pushed him out in front of me as I followed him closely. We went outside the room and I took him with my two hands by his two shoulders.
I whispered "Look, buddy."
He looked up at me while I tried to read some information in his eyes. All I could see was a fear of what I was about to say as the head leader just caught him out of his bed at night. What would I say now? I still had no idea.
-"I saw what you were doing at the sink."
His eyes turned big, but no sound.
Hmm, how on earth do I found out if he's seen me?
-"I..., I...," he stuttered.
-I laid my index finger on his lips to shut him up.
-"Ssh, it's okay, you don't have to explain. In fact, it's pretty normal, I sometimes even do it myself."
If he had seen me, he sure would tell me right now.
-"I... I know" he whispered.
Oh shit, so he had seen me then.
I laid my hand on his side and pushed him towards the bathroom where I knew we could talk more privately.
I guided him in there and closed the door behind us so I could just talk to him with a regular non-whispering voice.
I looked at him and saw a beautiful yet scared boy in his pyjama shorts, his gorgeous shirtless body was shivering from the cold in the bathroom now.
- "Look, Callum..."
How would I find the words?
He just stood there, looking at the floor.
- "Are you okay?"
He slowly looked up at me being a shy little boy, he was so vulnerable right there and then. I decided not to take advantage of the moment, though I really did feel like doing just that.
I still wasn't 100% sure if he had noticed me.
- "Talk to me, Callum. I'm worried now, are you okay?"
- "I am okay." He whispered.
- "What's wrong then?"
- "It's just, ..." he was clearly searching for words, his body still shivering from the cold.
I took off my sweater and pulled it over his head trying to warm him up.
I wrapped my arm around him, he tucked his body against mine. It felt awesome.
- "You can tell me anything, Callum.
- "No it's okay, I don't think I want to talk about it."
Fuck, what if he'll tell someone about what happened?
- "Well, okay then Callum. Whenever you do feel like talking about it, you can just come to me, okay?"
- "Thank you, Austin."
He still spoke very friendly to me, even used my first name. In my mind that must've meant at least he still liked me.
- "Okay, are you ready to go back to bed?"
- "Yes, I am."
He gave me a big hug.
I was still very confused.
I walked him towards his bedroom and watched him getting back into his bed crawling under his sheets this time, still wearing my sweater.
My God, he's such a gorgeous little angel.
I had to find out if had felt me, and what he thought about it if he had.
The next morning, I woke up half an hour before we had to wake the children. That way, I still had time to take a shower and prepare myself a little for the day.
All the group leaders and my assistant were in time for the wake-up call and we put on loud music in the corridors.
I walked towards Callum's room since I knew he was still wearing my sweater. I obviously didn't tell anyone about what had happened the night before, so I wanted to get my sweater back before anyone else would notice.
I walked into the room and saw six boys trying to open their eyes from which one was indeed still wearing my sweater.
I tapped on his shoulder and whispered his name.
As he noticed me, he immediately knew what I was there for. He took off the sweater and handed it to me. He glanced over at me and smiled in a way only Callum could smile. I was so very much in love with this boy.
None of the other boys had noticed him handing over the sweater to me so I walked back to the centre of the room and asked loud to all six boys at once "Did you all sleep well tonight, boys? Is everybody ready for the day?"
They all looked at me, everybody still trying hard not to notice the loud music.
I heard a lot of "Mmmmm" trying to ignore the fact they had to wake up already.
I clapped my hands as I walked out of the room and yelled "Come on boys, I want everyone dressed and teeth brushed within 10 minutes!!"
Actually, they had half an hour, but this way they would at least hurry up.
I visited all the other rooms one by one and saw some gorgeous boys in briefs, boxers, even one naked with a smooth butt, but none of which made me forget Callum. Yep, I was definitely in love with Callum at this point. I couldn't even enjoy all these other boys as much as I'd do any other year. All I could think about was my sweater and how it smelled heavenly.
A little later at the breakfast table I was handing out the medication, passing by Callum of course.
I looked at him, handed him his medication and decided not to ask if he was okay after what had happened last night. Maybe I'd ask him about it when he wasn't between his friends, or maybe I wouldn't ask him about it at all.
- "Callum, can you come by the infirmary when breakfast is done please?"
Oh my God, why did I ask that? I just wanted to see him and have some alone time with him but what on earth was I going to tell him in the infirmary?
He looked at me, nodded and then started talking to his friends again.
After breakfast, all the boys walked up to their rooms, including Callum.
Before they would go play games or build their huts today, they would have to go and take some other clothes with them.
After that, Callum came by me in the infirmary.
- "Hey, sport! Sit down on this chair, will you? How's your knee?"
I had decided to use his knee as an excuse.
- "It's okay I guess; it hasn't gotten the chance of becoming dirty after you changed the band-aid last night."
- "Well, let's check anyway, just to be sure, okay?"
He didn't seem to think much of it and sat down on the chair, laying his foot on my lap so I could reach his knee easily.
- "I'm going to take off the band-aid, okay?"
- "Mhmm"
I chose for the short pain and pulled it off quickly. He didn't even shake his leg, my tough guy. I looked at the wound and as could be expected, nothing had changed.
- "Okay this looks good, I'm just going to clean it out to be sure now, okay?"
- "Yeah, okay."
I took the cleaning spray, cotton wool and a new band-aid and set it near me on the table.
He wasn't talking or saying much. I had to know now.
- "So, buddy. Is there anything you want to talk about after last night?"
I looked at him and he looked right into my eyes.
- "Not really."
- "It sounded like you were about to tell me something, is something bugging you, little man? You can tell me anything, you know."
- "Yeah, I know, it's just... It's... It's too weird"
- "Didn't I just tell you... you can talk to me about anything?"
He sighed.
- "I... eh... I was awake."
Fuck.
It felt like the ground had just eroded from under my feet.
I needed to hear him say it though.
- "What... What do you mean exactly, Callum?"
- "Yesterday in bed."
- "Tell me, Callum. What do you mean in bed?"
He sighed again.
- "You know, when you touched me. I just pretended to be asleep."
That was it, he certainly was going to tell somebody about this. I was certain I was going to jail. Fuck! Why did I take so many risks?
My life was over in my head. I knew pedophiles wouldn't be treated well behind bars, I imagined myself being raped in prison, I didn't want to go there! Shit, shit shit!!
What do I say or ask now? I didn't have any clue.
Everything around me was fuzzy.
He took a deep breath, as if he was gathering all his strength to tell me something else.
- "Austin?"
He must've seen me panicking.
- "I'm so sorry Callum, I didn't mean to take advantage of you. I shouldn't have done that."
- "I eh... I actually liked it."
I had scissors in my left hand and a box of band-aids in my right hand. I instantly dropped them both.
- "You...?"
I couldn't comprehend. Did he just say he had liked it?
- "You liked it?"
- "Mhmm, is that bad?"
- "I'm not sure, buddy. It is bad I did it in the first place. What did you like about it?"
- "It was fun when you touched me down there. I have never felt something like that in my life. So, when you were gone, I wanted to continue and walked over to the sink."
- "Ohh... So that was the first time ever you were doing that?"
- "Y... Yeah..."
- "I'm so sorry buddy, I really don't know what to say."
I took his leg off my lap and picked up everything I had dropped.
- "It's okay, Callum. You're only 11 years old, nobody expects you to know about this stuff already."
I decided to be as open as possible about this. He had told me he liked it, so that would be my best chance.
I sat back on the chair and patted my lap for him to raise his leg again.
- "No, that's not what I mean, I..."
He looked down at his knee, which I was holding in my right hand now. I laid my left hand on his lower leg and started stroking it slowly.
- "So, you say you liked it, huh?"
- "Mhmm"
He smiled at me.
- "What do you say we try it again sometime?"
- "Yeah, that's okay I guess."
Oh my, did I just hit the jackpot, or what? I used to fantasize about this stuff, now I was actually talking with a boy about it. And which boy? It was Callum, the boy I had fallen in love with!
- "Tell you what, I'll take care of your wound first and this evening we can talk about it some more. What do you think?"
- "Yeah, I guess."
He was obviously still in shock, probably more about the fact he had told me he liked it than the fact I had proposed to try it out again.
This opened so many possibilities, I was definitely going to use this to my advantage as I would only see him for a week.
I took care of his wound while we didn't talk anymore before I was ready.
- "You just try to enjoy the games your group leaders have prepared for you today, all right? I'll come and get you out of your room this evening."
- "Okay."
He still wasn't the happy boy I had seen before, so he was going to need some cheering up this evening.
I guided him towards the door of the infirmary.
- "Bye, Callum."
- "Bye, Austin."