Date: Fri, 05 Jan 2024 18:25:40 +0000
From: hugdan0 <hugdan0@proton.me>
Subject: The big organ donor - gay - adult youth - chapter 10

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CHAPTER 10 - I'll take Danny with me.


I woke up feeling relaxed despite having slept accompanied in a small
bed, I took a deep breath without even opening my eyes and felt the fresh
scent of the morning mixed with the warm and peculiar scent of Danny
filling my lungs, I pressed to me the figure resting between my arms and
if it had been the 14 year old boy some bone would have cracked. I sank
my face into the pillow infused with Danny's youthful scent, then asked
myself "Where is he?"


I stretched out my arm feeling the bed and found his absence, I opened my
eyes but the light coming through the open window blinded me instantly. I
remembered the night before and how I deliberately allowed Mr. Jones to
spy on us, I felt a twinge of guilt. I should have told Danny, was that
violating his trust? Exposing his privacy? But then I thought I had the
most to lose by exposing myself. I swept it under the rug as I was doing
with everything these days.


I stood up leaning on my elbows and looked around, my room was exactly as
the day before except for the bed, I sat down putting my feet on the
floor and realized I was naked, I looked at the floor looking for my
clothes, I put on my underwear - squeezing my morning erection with it -
and a pair of shorts.


I got out and walked through the few rooms of my parents' house, silence
and total solitude. I was stomping around in my bare feet feeling a
strange sense of relaxation, pleasure and tiredness, I remembered the
previous two days of housework and mowing under the sun, even Derek's
heavy routines didn't leave me this tired. I yawned one more time while I
scratched my abs and then continued to my pubic area, I noticed my
hardness, I was standing in the middle of the living room and it crossed
my mind to take care of my boner as I did many times in my adolescence
when I had the house to myself, then I realized that if I was alone, my
mom and Danny should be together.


I went back to my old room to get my cell phone and checked on the
messages. I ignored the ones from Tom, my assistant. I looked for Danny
and shook my head realizing I didn't have his number, "Damn!" I muttered.
Then I saw I had one message from my mom.


*Grandma and I went to get coffee. She said you bought the wrong one*


I rolled my eyes and threw myself on the bed, I put my forearm over my
forehead, I still had the cell phone in my hand and felt it vibrate, I
looked up quickly thinking it was Danny, but it was Tom, I let out a
snort and read the message..


I was on a call with Greg when my mom came through the front door, she
was wearing beige pants, sneakers, a baggy blouse and a denim jacket, she
was carrying a coffee in her hand and had her sunglasses on. I was
walking from the kitchen to the living room with my cell phone in my
hand.


"Good morning honey," my mom said.


"Is that your mom?" asked Greg, who was on speaker, "Good morning Mrs.
Pierce."


"Good morning sweety" she replied, setting her bag down on the couch,
"How are the kids? Tell Chloe I said hi"


"They are fine, driving me crazy. Hey, Chloe is going to be so happy, she
wants you to teach her another recipe. A trees-leeches cake."


"Tres leches sweety. It's Spanish for a whole lot of sweet."


Meanwhile, Danny hadn't walked in the house, I had to interrupt, "Mom,
Mom!" I whispered, even though there was no point in doing so, "Where's
Danny?" I asked with a frown, but he immediately appeared through the
door.


"Oh Mrs. Pierce, have you met your grandson yet?" asked Greg, I rolled my
eyes and was about to protest when my mom answered.


"Yes sweety, he is so big and so handsome," I shook my head
disapprovingly as I watched Danny rejoice smiling as he took a sip of
coffee, I saw he was carrying an extra cup on his other hand, I took it
when he handed it to me, I didn't complain, I needed the coffee. "We
should do something, have dinner, a picnic, a barbecue for the boys to
meet."


I opened my eyes and as Greg said something I told him I would call him
right back to talk further about the business and ended the call.


"That was rude Lane!" My mom said, putting her hands on her waist, "Those
boys are practically his cousins, they should meet each other," I snorted
once again tired of having to remind her of the truth. My mom was
standing next to Danny and put her hand on his cheek.


"Don't worry grandma," said the traitor, "I've already met Jace and Ty."


"You already know them?" she exclaimed astonished. Danny nodded. I
brought my hands to my head clutching my hair in my fists. Stop it! Don't
say any more! "Since when?"


"Uhm... we went camping two weeks ago" I looked at Danny with piercing
eyes and said "Big mouth!"


"Two weeks!" She exclaimed in surprise, then turned to look at me "Two
weeks! And I only met him yesterday? Who else Lane? Dr. Wilson?
Elizabeth, Dorothy?"


"Your dentist? Mom! Why would he? Your friends from you baking club? No,
Mom, they don't know him."


"I wouldn't be surprised. Everyone before me."


Then, if things couldn't get any wilder, Danny interrupted.
"Grandma...don't get mad at dad" I stared at his pouting mouth, I shook
my head.


"I'm not, baby" she said, giving him a kiss on the forehead.


I raised my hands in surrender, I looked dumbfounded at the horizon, "I'm
in a crazy house" I said, "I'm going to take a shower, make some calls at
work and answer some emails, then the three of us will talk very
seriously about all this nonsense."


The whole situation was a little crazy, I let the shower wash all my
anxiety down the drain. I wondered if what I was experiencing was the
most absurd thing I had ever experienced, comparing it to my accident
where a barracuda ripped my penis off. I couldn't make up my mind. I went
over in my head the things I had to do, I thought about the speech I
would give to my mom and Danny, they couldn't go on with this charade, it
wasn't healthy, for anyone. In my head everything was checked, work,
speech, life goes on like any other Thursday. Thursday, I chuckled,
something was going on with Thursdays those days.


I went from calls to answering emails on my laptop when suddenly I
started receiving an unusual amount of social media notifications, I did
not pay attention as they were from family and acquaintances I had not
seen in a long time, but it was too much the incessant buzzing of my cell
phone that I had to check.


"Mom!" I yelled from the dining room, which I had turned into my
temporary office, I walked hurriedly to her room and she was relaxed with
her back leaning against the headboard smiling as she talked on the phone
"What the hell mom!" She just waved her hand so I wouldn't interrupt her.
I showed her my cell phone. On the screen was a selfie of her and Danny,
both of them showing their coffee cups, in scribbles it read "Denny" on
one and the other "Grandma".


"What the hell!" I gasped while showing her the very public facebook post
she had uploaded.


"Yes...yes...thank you so much, I'm so happy...I know...no, it wasn't a
secret. Uhu... uhu... yeah... yeah... ok... see ya... six o'clock,
perfect" my mom's smile wiped off as she ended the call, "Ugh... that was
your aunt Grace, what an obnoxious woman... she sends you kisses."


I was frozen in disbelief at what was happening, "Honey, what's wrong?
You look like you're in pain."


"I wish that was it" then I sat on the edge of the bed, took several deep
breaths and said, "Mom, this just got out of control" I shook my head,
"It can't be, people can't know about this, what if Danny's mom sees it?"


"You worry too much Lane, the picture was only seen by family."


"And that's enough," I told her. I felt like I was going to throw up


"Oh come on, the woman doesn't even know where her kid is at" she said
referring to the oblivious status of Danny's mom and the boy's
whereabouts. "By the way, your Aunt Grace invited us to dinner tonight."


"What? No! We can't go"


"Sure we can, it would be rude not to go"


"Mom... you hate Aunt Grace."


"That's why we have to go...she always gloated about how she had the
perfect family and that she was a grandmother, she threw it in my face
that I didn't take good care of your dad" I sighed remembering the
hurtful words of my dad's sister when he died, "And now, your uncle is an
obese man who won't get off the couch and your cousin Victoria divorced
her husband to run off with a biker", those last words came out of her
mouth with disdain.


"That shouldn't make you happy..." I said. We looked at each other for a
moment without saying anything and then we laughed, "Aunt Grace's life
didn't turn out to be so perfect, huh?" my mom shook her head, we kept on
smiling, her eyes begging me to give her that. I sighed and agreed.


My mom almost jumped out of bed with excitement. "Ok, I need to get
dressed up" she said slowly standing up thinking about what else she
needed to do, I need to make a pie...that one your aunt loves so much but
I never wanted to give her the recipe...you!" she turned to look at me,
"Go get Danny, need to go to the store to buy him clothes."


I held up my hands to get her to stop and calm down a little, "Mom,
mom...it's okay, we'll go to...wait...where's Danny?"


"We ran into Pete, the neighbor, when we came in from buying coffee, he
asked Danny for help with something in his yard. Isn't he adorable? You
used to help Mr. Jones when you were his age."


I was wearing jeans and a t-shirt, I hurriedly walked up the driveway,
the sidewalk and up the steps to the threshold of Mr. Jones' house, I
banged at the door. Without waiting for him to open I grabbed the handle
and tried to open, locked.


I ran barefoot to the back, no one was there, I looked out the kitchen
window then tried to open the back door, I was inside.


"Danny! Danny!" I shouted.


Then Mr. Jones appeared, he was dressed but was carrying a towel in his
hands.


"Oh Lane, you're here!"


I pushed the man toward the wall, I had a grip on his shirt with both my
fists, "Where is he?"


Pete's friendly tone faded, he was confused, and a little scared, "Danny?
He's in the shower."


"Did you touch him?" I clenched my fists wanting to make a hole in his
chest "I told you to stay away from him!"


"No Lane! I didn't touch him, what's going on? I thought you changed your
mind, you made it very clear you wouldn't share but you still gave that
show last night... So what's the deal?" The argument and Pete's smug face
made me calm down, it was my fault. I took the towel from his hands and
went to the shower in Mr. Jones' room.


When I entered the bathroom, Danny had finished showering, the curtain
was fully open, his young naked body dripping, water droplets running
down his young muscles, his thick semi erect cock hung freely.


"Lane!" he said in surprise, "I thought I heard you yell, is everything
okay?"


I handed him the towel and asked, "What were you doing? Let's go."


"Pete asked me to help with some weeding, I got dirty kneeling on the
ground, what's going on?, where's Pete?"


Hearing Danny say his name with such familiarity I couldn't help but
think of the conversations they may have had alone and how the man
insisted on treating him as "a friend" and calling him by his first name.


"Hurry up! Let's go now!", I grabbed Danny by the arm and pulled him. He
had barely gotten the towel around his waist when he staggered out of the
shower.


"Lane! Watch out! I'm going to fall."


Pete stood watching me almost drag the boy away. Just as I passed him,
avoiding looking at him, the man said, "Let me at least pay him for his
work."


I looked at him angrily, saw how in his hand he had his wallet and from
it he pulled out several bills. "He's not a fucking whore!"


"Lane! Wait!" said Danny trying to stop me as I pulled him towards the
back door, "Lane! It's my money, I worked for it!"


Then I stopped, we were outside and I turned to look at him, "You can't
be so fucking naive Danny!"


"What are you talking about?" he asked dumbfounded.


"That man wanted to... see you naked... touch you..." Danny still wasn't
processing the truth, "Oh my god...you're just a kid" I felt the shock of
reality hit again, "Danny...I'm sorry...I should have been more attentive
and taken care of you."


"It's not your fault Lane..." Danny looked at the floor as if I had
scolded him, "I agreed to go with him. He said he had work for me."


"Yeah... removing weed, for a 100 bucks..." I said with a sarcastic tone.


"Uhm..." Danny slowly turned to look at me, clearly chagrined, "He said
he'd pay me 200 this time..."


"Oh my god Danny!" I exclaimed in amazement, but immediately laughed and
tousled his wet hair.


"Can we get into the house now? Uhm... I'm just wearing a towel, Lane..."


"I thought you didn't mind being seen naked," I said annoyingly.


"I'm not getting paid here...", I laughed.


"Don't worry, you don't need money anyway, Grandma will take you
shopping," Danny smiled and wrapped his hand around my waist, I circled
his back putting my hand on his shoulder.


"You called him my grandma"


"Shut up."


There was a brief awkward moment when we had to get into the car, Danny
went straight to open the passenger door and immediately my mom, who was
right behind him said "What a gentleman", I noticed the confusion on
Danny's face, all this time he had been riding next to me while I was
driving, but now there was someone else. I looked at him from the
driver's seat and smiled. I said "The kids go in the back seat", he just
squinted, but immediately smiled as my mom gave him a kiss on the
forehead.


We drove to my Aunt Grace's house, my late dad's sister, Danny sat in the
middle of the back seat and poked his head between me and my mom.


"So, Aunt Grace, she's Grandpa's sister."


"Yes."


"And she's married to Uncle...Philip."


"Uhu, the fat bastard."


"Mom!"


"And why are we going if we hate them?" asked Danny, to which I replied
that we did not hate them.


"Speak for yourself" Mom said.


"Gran..." I started saying and realized what I was doing, I just gave up.
"Grandma is mad at Aunt Grace since she named her daughter Victoria,
after my dad, who was named Victor."


"That's not true" she interjected, "She said horrendous things when your
dad died, she blamed me for not taking good care of him!"


"That's true" I said, "But the trouble started long before that."


"And why did that bother you Grandma?"


"Why if I had a daughter?"


"Which you didn't"


"I was going to name her Victoria" my mom said, "My name is Lauren, Lane
is named after me, because our names are - sort of - similar..."


"Not quite" I said.


"And I said one Thanksgiving, I remember, that when I had a daughter, I
was going to name her Victoria, and your Aunt Grace, who was pregnant,
that very Christmas announced that she was naming her daughter Victoria,
ugh!"


"Mom, please, that was a long time ago."


"Will Aunt Victoria be there too?"


"No. She's on the road with her unemployed biker boyfriend" a smug smile
could be seen on Mom's face.


"So I won't be meeting my cousin...?"


"Mason" I said "He'll be there, he lives with his dad and he's dropping
him off to dinner with us."


"I still remember your Aunt Grace insisting that your cousin name her son
Victor."


"And they did not, he named him Mason after"


"A jar, I suppose..." I rolled my eyes wordlessly so as not to continue
the endless chatter about why we hated my aunt.


Away from the petty, passive-aggressive comments, it was a good evening.
My Aunt Grace has always been very fond of me, hugged me and then cupped
my face with her soft hands to give me a kiss on the mouth - a habit of
which Mom disapproved. The main attraction, so to speak, was Danny, both
my aunt and uncle and Mason wanted to meet him. The boy was wearing grey
chinos, matching color sneakers and a polo shirt he wore tucked in.


"Do I look like a dork?" asked Danny when we were still at my parents'
house.


"Why do you ask?" I admired him as I combed my hair in the bathroom.


He shrugged "Grandma wanted me to button up my shirt and buttoned it up
to my neck, I feel like it's choking me."


I stood in front of him and put my hands on his shoulders. Danny was a
very handsome young man, I had seen him in camp clothes - and without
clothes - but seeing him all dressed up like this was different, I could
see the heartthrob he was one day to become. I unbuttoned one of his
buttons. "You don't look like a dork anymore" Danny frowned and rolled
his lips between his teeth, maybe he was expecting another comment from
me. I stood in front of the mirror with Danny next to me and said "Look
how gorgeous we look" the boy smiled and put his arm around my waist.


During dinner no one questioned Danny's legitimacy because every time my
Aunt Grace was about to ask something, my mom would finish it off with a
comment about Victoria and her sudden run away and divorce. On the other
hand, Danny and Mason got along very well, Mason was 11, with wavy brown
hair and a slim body. After dessert - and endless jealous praises from my
Aunt and incessant begging for the recipe -  Mason took Danny to the room
his grandparents had given him in their house to be with them for the
weekend - since his mom, well...wasn't around much.


After some long catching up, Aunt Grace yelled for Mason and Danny to
come downstairs to say goodbye, Mom and I were at the door when a car
pulled into the driveway. "Is that...Ethan?" I asked.


"Mason! Your daddy's here for you!" my aunt shouted.


The boys appeared and looked agitated, I guessed it was from the exertion
of rushing down the stairs, Danny's shirt was no longer tucked in and the
hem covered part of his crotch. I didn't pay much attention, because
Ethan and I had been good friends when he first married my cousin and I
hadn't seen him in a while.


I just walked out of the house, Ethan got out of his car with a big
smile, we hugged and shared how much we missed seeing each other. He
congratulated me on the unexpected news that I was a dad too and I told
him I was sorry things hadn't worked out with Victoria, he told me not to
worry, things were much better this way.


Mason hugged his dad and Danny walked over to me, I introduced them and
then put my arm around the boy's shoulders and then Ethan suggested that
we should do something.


"Go over to the house tomorrow, let the boys continue to get to know each
other, play video games, get in the pool while we catch up, what do you
say Lane? Just us single dads."


I turned to look at Danny, but I didn't need to, the boy had a big smile
on his face and was almost jumping with excitement waiting for my answer.
I said yes.


I turned around looking for my mom and she was hugging my aunt, they were
both crying and telling each other how much they love each other and how
sorry they were. It was always like that, when they were together they
remembered what brought them together, my dad, and everything was fine
for a while.


We were on our way home and my mom would rave about the dinner and how my
aunt had prepared everything from scratch and that it was delicious.


"Mom...you know how she is. Tomorrow you're going to find out that my
aunt said something bad about you and everything will go back to the way
it was..."


"Oh for goodness sake Lane, let her be, she's an old lady," I laughed,
Aunt Grace was a year younger than my mom. I was going to make another
comment but I brought my gaze to the rear view mirror, I adjusted it. It
was night, but in the dim light coming in from the street I watched as
Danny rubbed his thigh. But it wasn't just his thigh, there was a bulge,
his young hand was caressing the long tube of flesh he had pressing his
new chinos, I kept looking at him until he felt my gaze in the mirror,
but the fucker didn't stop, he smiled and spread his legs, I could hear
how I swallowed, I said nothing, the boy kept touching himself, his eyes
fixed on mine, I thought he was going to moan but he bit his lower lip,
that boy was going to drive me crazy. I felt my own cock wanting
attention too, damn it, I turned to look at my mom who was still talking,
but wasn't paying attention to what she was saying.


I looked in the mirror again and Danny was still with one hand on his
dick and with the other one he lifted his shirt, I could see his flat and
young abs, the boy rubbed his smooth skin and I felt like my dick wanted
to ripped my pants, it didn't fit in there, it wanted to get out and see
the world and spit on its face.


When we finally arrived home, I parked next to the sidewalk, my mom
looked at me and I told her that Tom, my assistant had sent me a message
that he needed to deliver some very important documents to me and I would
be picking them up.


"Right now?"


"Yes mom, it won't take me long" I said as my gaze remained fixed on
Danny, who upon arriving at the house, sat upright and covered his bulge
with his t-shirt, "I'll take Danny with me" I made sure to say.


The boy looked at me with surprise and got out of the car to sit next to
me.


I drove for two blocks without saying anything when Danny spoke. "Are you
mad?"


"Should I be?" I asked with my eyes on the road, the boy shrugged and
replied, "I don't know..." his tone was guarded. Then I put my hand on
his thigh and squeezed it firmly, "I'm fucking horny! That's how I am!"


"I knew it!" he said laughing, as if it was a big joke.


"Why did you do that? It's risky Danny."


"I'm horny too" he said squirming in the seat, "I couldn't wait to get
home and get naked and get in bed with you."


"That's not going to happen tonight, you know that?"


"Why not?" he asked, disappointed.


"Because I'm so horny it's going to be loud. I'm going to want to hear
you moan as I eat your ass, hear you scream as I finger you..."


"Wow You really are horny!" The boy started rubbing his cock over his
pants again, "Are we going to your apartment after we go to Tom's?"


I shook my head, "That was just a lie to get away, and my apartment is
too far away."


"Oh! So? Are we going to a hotel?" he asked unconvinced.


"Of course not Danny, I can't go in with a boy to a hotel for just a
little while."


"We could stay over night"


"Grandma would ask questions."


Danny chuckled as he heard me refer to my mom as his grandmother, "So?"


"I'm going to tell you what I would do to you...I'm going to make you so
horny you're going to regret pulling that stunt in the back seat..."


Danny wouldn't take his eyes off me, I could see him out of the corner of
my eye, then I started,

"I would grab you by the waist and kiss you, slowly brushing your lips
with mine, waiting for you to let my tongue into your mouth. Meanwhile,
my hands would pull your shirt up so my hands could touch your skin, my
fingers sliding down to your chest to graze your nipples. Are they hard
Danny?"


Danny hesitated, "Your nipples... Are they hard?" I turned to look at him
quickly to return my gaze to the road, "Put your hand under his shirt,"
Danny touched his nipples, "Pinch them..." I ordered.


"I would kiss your neck then take off your shirt and kiss your collarbone
all the way to your shoulder. My hands would go down to unbutton your
pants, and then unzip them... I would slowly bend down while kissing your
chest until I could pull down your pants... Oh Danny! Look how hard you
are!" I said as I imagined the big bulge in his underwear, Danny looked
at how his cock was tight in his pants.


"Lane..." he said in a soft voice "Can I take it out?"


I nodded, "Do it..." The boy quickly and with no problem because he had
his seat belt on, brought his pants down below his thighs and promptly
released his thick, throbbing cock.


"Then I'd pull down your underwear and admire how hard you are, kiss your
belly, your belly button, my hands squeezing your thighs and meander down
your calves and back to your butt..."


"Lane...?" asked Danny after a moment of silence, "What else?" The boy
had already grabbed his cock and was moving his hand slowly up and down,
"Lane, please tell me what else..."


"Be patient..."


"I can't."


"I was taking off my clothes. Now we are both naked facing each other, I
hug you and our warm bodies come together. We kiss and I take your hand
and lead you to the room."


"Which room?" asked Danny.


"Whichever one you want. It's a fantasy Danny. Pick any one."


"...My room... At home..."


"Ok Danny, I take you to your room and take you to bed. You lie down, I
can see your round bubble butt, smooth and delicious, I squeeze them
lovingly and my thumbs expose your hole... Do you want me to kiss it?"


"Uh...huh..." he agreed between moans.


"Ok Danny...I bring my face closer and you feel my warm breath. Then my
tongue wanders the rim."


Danny moaned, surely remembering how it felt, he kept slowly stroking his
cock. "Oh Danny...that feels so good, doesn't it? Your hole, my tongue
wants to go in but it's so tight..."


"Lane...could you say you try it with your finger...like last night?"


"Danny, it's a fantasy, it can happen whatever you want... Is that what
you want? For me to stick a finger in your ass? Good. Now I'm caressing
your rim with my index finger, do you feel it Danny?"


Then, the boy moved his legs, toeing his sneakers and pushing down his
pants. Danny lifted his legs and laid his feet over the dashboard,
spreading his legs apart exposing his ass. Then his hand reached his hole
and began to touch it.


"Use your saliva..." Danny brought his hand to his mouth and spat and
then returned to his asshole. Gently Danny, don't be rough.


"You do it Lane..." he asked.


"I can't, I'm driving."


"I'd like you to do it."


"I know...but I can't right now, you'll have to imagine it's me."


I kept instructing Danny how to do it until his slender index finger was
able to enter, the boy moaned but kept going. My cock was throbbing under
my pants but I wasn't going to risk pulling it out while driving. It
dawned on me that maybe this was more torture for me than revenge on
Danny.


Danny was stroking it while his finger explored his young butt hole, I
felt jealous of his hands, because I couldn't do it myself at that
moment. I encouraged him to try one more finger, he succeeded, that
increased Danny's moans. I felt he was close, his movements were faster,
his fingers more adventurous, I sensed his knuckles reaching his
entrance.


"Lane... Lane..." he said agitated, his young chest heaving.


"Yes Danny, keep going..."


"Oh! Lane, I'm going to... I'm going to... oh shit dad!"


At that moment we were at a stop sign - he called me dad -  and putting
the car in parking I leaned over the boy to kiss him - he had been
calling me dad all evening with my family, but at that moment, during his
orgasm, it felt different, he sounded horny and needy. Danny exploded in
an intense orgasm, his spurts ejecting onto his abs.


I sat with my hands on the steering wheel, my fists clenched tightly
holding back the urge I had to pull my cock out and explode right there
too. I looked at the mess Danny had on his abdomen, he had his shirt
pulled up grabbing it with his fist. I looked around, then opened the
glove compartment and handed Danny some tissues.


On the way back Danny cleaned himself up and got dressed again, his face
showed great happiness.


"Thanks Lane, that was great, I couldn't have held out if we didn't get a
chance to do it at home, I was too horny."


"Why were you so horny?" I asked with genuine curiosity, it wouldn't be
surprising why a teenager is horny all the time. Hormones.


"Uhm... you know... things... that... happen..."


"Things?" I asked intrigued, "What type of things Danny?" then I
remembered that "thing" that caught my attention at my Aunt Grace's
house, the two agitated boys, "Did something happen at Aunt Grace's
house...? Danny... Did something happen with Mason...?"


"Not exactly..."


"What does that mean?"


"We were, uhm, jacking off."


"Danny!" I said, startled.


"We weren't jacking off each other Lane, don't get mad."


"How? You just met, how does something like that happen?"


"Listen, it happened out of nowhere. We were in his room, I told him I
had to go to the bathroom, I went in to pee and right away he came in
saying he had to pee too. I couldn't do anything, the stream was already
coming out. Then Mason looked at me and acted all surprised, he said he
had never seen such a big dick. And then, he asked if he could touch
it..."


"I said no Lane!" He replied as he saw my face waiting for an answer,
"But then, back in the room he kept insisting and I told him I would just
show it to him, then he asked me if it grew more when It was hard, he
asked if I could show him. Then he showed me his, and we started jerking
off. Until we were yelled at that we were leaving. Nothing else
happened.  We didn't even come."


I breathed with a little reassurance, it was boy stuff, it's something I
couldn't prevent, you could even say it had to happen between them.


"Ok Danny. Just be really careful."


"I know. You're saying that because of what happened with Pete, and
earlier with Matthew at camp," I nodded. "You know, Mason said something
funny..." I paid attention, "When I wouldn't let him touch me, he said
he's already touched someone else's dick..."


"Maybe a friend's?"


"I thought so. But while we were jacking off he told me that his dad's
dick didn't grow as much as  mine. And he asked me if you grew bigger."


"And what did you tell him?"


"I didn't answer"


"You did the right thing."


"But I was curious, I asked him if he saw his dad's hard penis...he said
he didn't just see it...Lane...Do you think they do what we do?"


My heart was pounding, I couldn't imagine that about Ethan, but then
again I wouldn't think it about me until a few weeks ago either.


"I don't know Danny. But tomorrow we'll be at their place all day. It'll
be wise to be careful what we say."