Date: Sat, 4 Nov 2023 09:44:52 -0700
From: Dave <outinwest@gmail.com>
Subject: The Society Boys Part 198a

The Society Boys
By Connor Matthews


It's that time of the year again.  Yep, Blake's annual pool party.  Thanks
for continuing to read this adventure, and support me.  Speaking of
support...let's talk jock straps.  I meant, dont' forget to support Nifty
by donating what you can.  First born, your old Lambo, cash, bitcoin, gold
pressed latinum.  You decide.  Now, on with the party.


Chapter  198a:

"It's time for my annual naked pool party.  Last year was the Amazon party,
remember?"

"We remember," I nodded.  "I'm sure your friends remembered too.  Some are
still traumatized.  What's the plan this year?"

"I was going with just a simple beach party with lots of lights and colour,
plus more games and activities.  Last year, because it was my first naked
party, there was the option of having a loin cloth.  Mainly because of the
whole Amazon warrior thing.  Now that they know what to expect...this year,
it's balls out or don't show up."

"I think the loin cloth gave those that weren't as comfortable an option to
participate, without feeling overly self-conscious," Colin told him.

"Yeah, but that was last year.  Everyone is older now.  If they can't
handle it, they should jump back into their pull-ups and stay home with
their soothers.  It's naked only this year.  What's my budget?"  Blake
asked as he sat down excitedly beside us, after we'd apparently just agreed
to let him hold his party.

"Fifty bucks?" I said looking at Colin.

He nodded.  "Sure fifty bucks sounds good."

"Fifty bucks?  That wouldn't cover my hair products.  How about $10,000?"

"How about 5 grand?" I countered, with Colin giving me a look.  "What?  I
thought 10 was too much."

"So is five," he laughed.

"I could use the whole ten.  I'll need at least five for the booze, but I
can make all of it back and turn a cool profit with over-the-counter sales
of that and weed," he said looking stone faced.

"You're not having alcohol or weed at your party," Colin said quickly.

"I know.  I was just seeing if you were paying attention.  The crack and
MDMA will be more than enough for the lightweights at the party.  I can
make the party work for 5 grand.  It just means that we can't have the
imported Tahitian sand or an ocelot.  We'll have to scale back the gift
bags too."

"Why would people need gift bags?  What do you actually get someone for a
nude pool party?"  I asked.

"Sunscreen," he joked.  "And maybe body glitter.  Probably the most I'd
need would be for food.  Thinking of having a BBQ."

"Tell the caterers what you envision, and they'll make sure the place is
decorated accordingly," Colin added.

"Do you think I could just buy the stuff I want, and me and my friends can
decorate?  It'd be more fun that way."

"It's your party, so that's up to you," I replied.

"Cool.  We already have all the LED lighting throughout the house, so that
won't be a problem, and all the speakers will hook up to the main sound
system for the D.J.  Since I have a girlfriend now, I'd like to invite
girls to the party this year.  Think that'd be okay?"

"It's one thing to have a house full of naked guys, but they may be
seriously uncomfortable with naked girls around, especially since a good
percentage of them are straight, and more than likely, also virgins.  I
could see them being worried about getting erections and declining to
attend," I said trying to be logical.

"Never thought of that.  Last year when that happened, guys just leapt in
the water and then got back out when things went back down again.  I guess
with a bunch of girls, guys might never get out of the pools, huh?"

"Probably true.  If you want girls over, maybe plan a smaller, couples type
party."

"Cool.  I could throw that the next night," he grinned.  "I could call it
Blake's Boner Bonanza."

"Or save it for a couple months down the road," Colin suggested.

"My 7th annual naked party will be when I'm 19, and that one is gonna be a
banger...in more ways than one.  Weed, booze, naked girls, and guys.  I'm
gonna call it Blake's Fuckapalooza.  That's Sienna's nickname, `Palooza',"
he giggled.

"Let's cross that bridge in 5 years.  I'm assuming you invited Joel?  Did
he say if he was going to join the party?"  I asked curiously.

"He's undecided, but I think he'll show once I invite his best friends,
Anton, Knox, and Barrett.  I know they'd probably be cool showing up.  If
Joel does show up, I can't see him sleeping over though.  His parents are
pretty strict on that, since they haven't met you yet."

"Do you think he'd tell his parents that it was a nude party?"

"God, no.  Only some of the guys did last year.  But we'd invite dads too
if they wanted to show up.  I told J.J. he could come to the party and
bring his friends, so it'll be like a totally regular party."

"Just without clothes," I added.

"Exactly.  Anyway, younger kids shouldn't be shielded from nudity.  The
more they see it the less sex crazy they would be after puberty, because it
just wouldn't be a big deal."

"In the past I'd have wholeheartedly agreed with you.  Then we met you and
that whole theory went out the window," Colin laughed.

"I'm thinking even the twins should come to it.  I invited Razor, Cole, and
his brothers.  Their youngest brother, Titan is 6, so he'd have fun playing
with Travis and Trevor, and Storm is 10 or 11, so he'd be cool hanging out
with J.J. and James, and their friends.  I'm gonna make this a whole family
friendly party."

"Again, except for the whole nude thing and no girls," Colin reminded him.

"Yeah, exactly.  Wouldn't want the boys being embarrassed around their moms
if they threw a rod at the wrong time."

"That's good thinking.  Plus, I'm pretty sure no boy would show up if he
knew someone's mom was going to be here," I laughed.

He ran off to plan.  At least we can never accuse Blake of being boring.  I
cuddled up against Colin as we both spent time on our laptops.

By the end of the day, Blake had decided the date and timing of his party,
and showed us some of the theme plans he'd found.  Looked pretty good to
me, and a hell of a lot simpler than the Amazon party he threw.  The entire
house and yard were redesigned for that event.  He got us to approve his
party invitation which was to the point, and listed attire as birthday
suits only.  This time he told them to reply via DM to his Instagram
account.  I guess he got the message about the 5 million texts we all got
last year.  Once he headed off to send out the invites to those he wanted
at his party, we were committed to the event.

"Noon to 8pm with some guys sleeping over.  Are you sure we can't just
leave him here on his own while we go away for the weekend?" I asked Colin.

"Really?  I figured you'd want to be here to personally oversee the 50 or
more naked guys running around.  Last year you were so exhausted it took
almost a week to recover from all the new `friends' you made," he said
giving me a hug.

"Nothing wrong with making new friends," I replied.  "Actually, the thing I
was most proud of last year was Darcy.  He was a lonely, very depressed
boy, and while I can't say with 100% certainty, I think he was on the verge
of ending it all.  Now look at him.  He's out to everyone, has a boyfriend,
and several very good friends.  He's even part of the YouTube team and goes
on camera.  If we can help even one boy every year be more comfortable with
himself, then it's been a good party."

"Well from the sounds of it, this party will be even bigger since everyone
remembered the last event, and talked to their friends about it.  Blake
will be lucky if he can keep the numbers under a hundred," Colin said as we
sat talking.

"God, we're gonna need to put something in the drinks to keep them all
calm.  If just one of those boys gets pregnant, we're gonna hear from
parents about it."

"And the National Inquirer," Colin joked.

At breakfast the next morning, Blake's phone buzzed and he turned it over
to read the text.  He replied and got a few more texts back. "It's from
Colton next door.  He's coming to my party with Stone.  Colton also said
his cousin Ryan is going to be staying with them that weekend so he asked
if it's okay to bring him.  The more the better, I say."

How old is his cousin?"  Colin inquired.

Blake texted back and awaited the answer as he ate.  "12 and straight.  I
think Colton added that in case I asked next."

"Have you had lots of replies yet?"

"Tons.  I don't think anyone has said no yet.  Even North is coming," he
beamed.

"That should be interesting.  He's likely to be the oldest of your friends
here, not including family and regulars like Kurt and Patrick.  Did you
invite them as well?"

"Duh.  Kurt offered to work the door.  Patrick is gonna handle DJ stuff and
any announcements we need to make.  Kurt said he'd also be happy to explain
any of the cars to the guys.  Probably just wants to make sure they don't
get butt prints all over the leather seats."

"Probably.  He spends a lot of time keeping those cars polished," Colin
replied.

"Did Joel respond yet?"  I asked curiously.  My own betting algorithm had
Joel at a 7 to 3 odds against showing.

"Not yet, but his friends did.  I figured they would.  I should get to
school early as I'm sure there will be lots of questions about my party.
I'm expecting to get called out for being sexist for only inviting boys,
but I'll just remind them that the girls sort of had a party over here
already when they got ready for their shirtless rally thing.  Any of them
that are really upset, I'll just invite them to join me and Sienna under
the bleachers.  That'd prove I'm not sexist."

"Sure, because nothing could go wrong with THAT idea," I said
sarcastically, then immediately regretted it.

"Exactly.  That way if they want to check out my penis, they can.  Those
that want it, can take a test drive.  Those that don't will probably be the
lesbians."

Colin just shook his head.  "That's the two options?  They either want you
for sex, or else they're lesbians?  What if they just aren't into sex yet,
or don't actually like you?"

"Good one Dad!" he laughed as he got off the stool and put his dishes in
the dishwasher.  "Catch you later."

Once he was gone, Colin took a sip of his coffee and looked at me.  "When
did Blake go from being the cute, quiet, shy, 11-year-old we first met, to
this guy?"

"No idea but we sure can't accuse him of lack of confidence," I replied.

"I think we did a good job of teaching him to be proud of who he is; we may
have just overshot a bit.  We should talk with him to set a few additional
boundaries before he becomes some spoiled, rich, stuck up, narcissistic,
prick," Colin said seriously.  "Right now, he's acting like the world
revolves around him."

"Then we better intervene immediately because everyone already knows it
revolves around me.  No way I'm giving that up to Blake, no matter how many
people he whips his dick out for.  That boy forgets who's bigger."

"Ahhh...I see where he gets it from now," Colin laughed.  "I think the
first thing we should do is limit the size of this party, or he's liable to
have every kid in 10 kilometre radius in attendance."

"Good thinking.  Let's reduce the radius to 5 kilometres for starters."

"Or...and I'm not putting down your suggestion...we could just limit him to
60 attendees."

"Not including people that already live here," I clarified.

"Exactly.  That should at give us some control back, and let him know he's
not too old to still have rules."

See, we're good parents.  We're limiting the number of naked boys he can
have at his annual pool party and we're not allowing girls.  He can throw a
separate party for couples, or arrange an orgy another time.  You gotta set
boundaries or they grow up too wild for society.

By the time Blake got home, he looked exhausted.  "What the hell happened
to you?"  I asked wondering if he'd been required to participate in a
marathon during gym or something.

"It was insane.  Like every kid I know, and tons I didn't, asked about my
party.  Some thought I was bullshitting about clothes not being allowed.
Others that were here last year told them I wasn't.  Then they all wanted
to attend, and asked like a billion questions about what to expect.  I
don't even think prom generates this much interest."

"And did you get called sexist?"  I asked mildly curious.

"No, most of the girls were saying boys were stupid, or that they know what
boys are like, and wouldn't want to come to a party like that anyway."

"Did any of the girls think they'd enjoy joining in?"

"Sure, a few.  Mostly girls like Sienna who are more open and comfortable
about things.  I told some of them that we'd have a naked boy/girl party
later on, but it'd be smaller.  Sienna told the girls that they'd only be
invited if they were on the pill.  She said we didn't need to create
problems by girls getting pregnant.  I mean we wouldn't throw a sex party
or anything, but you know how it is when you get horny around someone you
like."

"No.  No idea," I joked.

"I could barely concentrate on classes it got so busy with people wanting
to talk to me.  God, even when Sienna and I were having our quickie under
the bleachers, people stopped to talk to us.  One of the girls even showed
me her boobs while we were there, and said she said I'd be able to see the
rest if she could go to the party.  That's what I'm talking about Dad.  You
can't trust girls to behave, so you definitely wouldn't want them at an
all-boy party."

"I'm pretty sure it's 90% of the guys you couldn't trust.  Some girl lies
out naked on lounge chair, and you're gonna be able to fence an entire yard
with all the wood that shows up."

"I'm exhausted.  I may need to increase my party budget, just for food.  At
this rate I'm gonna have 500 people showing up."

"That's something Colin and I wanted to discuss with you.  Last year you
had around 50 boys here.  Because this is your second party, we think you
should limit the attendance to 60.  It'll make it a little bigger, but not
allow it to get out of control."

"60!  60?!  Are you kidding?  That'll barely let any of my friends show up.
I mean I've invited my karate dojo, dive team, and the Junior Q.  That's
gotta be 75 just there.  Not to mention my school, plus my friends at other
schools, and cute guys that I wanna invite so I can see them naked.  What
about everyone else that we know?  Like all the guys that live here or next
door, and then their friends?  That's probably over 40 right there."

"We wouldn't count anyone that lives here, or people that they invite," I
said slightly revising what Colin and I had previously discussed.  "That
should ease your panic a bit.  But the last thing you want is a group so
large you can't control it, or that everyone has to stand in line for
everything like we're running Disneyland."

"Naked Disneyland," he corrected.

"And what about bathrooms?  The more people, the longer the lines.  Do you
want them using the pool because they can't wait?"  See, psychology is
totally my bitch.  I'm good at it.

"Gross, no.  Okay, let me run the numbers and get back to you.  60 of my
friends, not including those that live here or their friends.  What about
guys like Colton and Stone?  They're more your friends, so I don't have to
include them, right?"

Oh sure, they're our friends when he's manipulating the voting numbers like
a Conservative, but they're his friends when they're balls deep in him.

"How about you make a list of attendees?  Make two columns.  One for people
not in your count, like anyone who lives here, works here, and the people
they've invited, and the other column for your friends.  We'll review it."

"Seems sort of authoritarian if you ask me.  Thought this was a democracy
where I have the right to free and democratic voting, freedom of speech,
and protection from age discrimination, which this clearly violates all of
them," he said indignantly.

"First, none of that applies to you...since you're a minor!"

"Objection!!  I have never, and WILL NEVER work in a mine!"  He said trying
not to giggle.

"Next, we don't have freedom of speech in Canada.  We have freedom of
expression, which actually has no bearing on your party at all, since we're
not stopping you from discussing it."

"But you are trying to silence my opinion about it, which is strictly
forbidden by the Charter of Rights and Freedoms."

Third," I continued, ignoring both his opinion and his expressions about
it, "we're not discriminating against you for age.  Simply to put limits on
the size of your event."

"And your basis for that limit is that a larger group of boys would be
unmanageable, presumably because you think that many kids in one place
wouldn't behave.  THAT, by definition, is age discrimination."

"Put that way, you may have a valid point."

"Ha! I win.  Party limits have been struck down by the charter," he said
slapping his hand on the counter like it were a makeshift gavel.

"No.  Limit stands.  The party size is limited regardless of age, simply to
manage available space and resources," I said offering up our side of it.
Why the hell am I negotiating?  He's 14.  It's our way or no way!  Name me
just one parent that'd allow a party like this.  And don't say Hugh
Heffner, or one of the Kardashians.  I'm talking average down to earth
normal folk, like Colin and myself...mostly me, though.

"Okay, but I reserve the right to renegotiate if I just can't keep it to
exactly 60," he said as he grabbed his backpack and dragged himself
upstairs.  I went to check on him to let him know when dinner was going to
be, and found him asleep across his bed.  It looked like he'd walked up to
it, fell face first and dropped asleep.  We pushed dinner back an hour to
give him a bit of extra rest before waking him up.  He insisted he wasn't
sleeping, just `resting his eyes'.  I do that a lot.  Usually from 11pm to
7am.  I have the best rested eyes in the province.  My ass on the other
hand...

A couple days later, Blake had confirmed his list and had come in
reasonably close at 73 boys, and we could see he'd worked hard at it, so we
approved his list.  "Thanks guys.  This is gonna make me a legend.  It'll
be the social event of the season.  Next year I may even have a red carpet
out front, so everyone can make an entrance."

"At least you won't need reporters outside asking who they're wearing this
year."

"They could, but the reply would be Coppertone waterproof SPF50," he
giggled.  "Oh, and I told all the guys that I know are sexual, that this is
a family friendly party so no screwin'.  I said if they find someone they
like, make a date, and hook up later."

"Good thinking.  Thankfully you're all too young for alcohol, or this could
be a hormone festival gone wild."

"I've already started planning for the party when I'm 19," Blake grinned.
"At least you have 5 years to get ready.  God, Colin, you'll be 33.  Think
you'd even be able to stay awake late enough to enjoy it?"

"I'd manage," he said sarcastically.

"Right. Like extra caffeine and Viagra huh?  That's cool.  You'll probably
still be good looking, so some of the guys might be into older daddies."

With comments like that, it's best just to ignore them, as it'll end faster
than debating.  We got regular updates about the party plans, and every
time he had a different friend over, he said they were having a planning
meeting.  I answered the front door one day to find Joel standing there.

"Hi Justin.  Is Blake home?  I wanted to surprise him," Joel said standing
there with a giant smile.

"I think he's here.  He's been unusually quiet which means he's either hard
at work planning his party, or continuing his attempt to take over the
world.  Come in.  ADAM, where is Blake?"

"Blake is in the pool."

"ADAM show me the pool level," I said as I stared at the monitor.

"Looks like he's down there with his cousins and little brother.  I guess
since you're shy, I should warn you that they'll be swimming without
clothes."

"Who said I'm shy?"  Joel asked staring at me.

"Sorry, maybe I misspoke.  Blake only mentioned that you weren't
comfortable being undressed around him, so I naturally assumed it meant you
were shy."

"Nope.  Not shy.  Just not into taking my clothes off when I don't need
to," he reasoned.

"I should know better than to assume.  How about I take you downstairs?"

He followed me down to the lower level and I yelled to Blake.  "Blake!
Joel's here."

He swam over and pulled himself out of the pool and ran over dripping wet.
"Hey Joel!  I didn't know you were coming over."

"I figured I'd drop by and surprise you.  Surprise..." he said weakly.

We heard the bathroom door open behind us and Cory strolled out as naked as
Blake.

"Hey Cory.  This is my friend Joel.  Joel this is my best friend, Cory.
He's basically like my brother."

"Hi," Cory said quickly.

"Hi," Joel acknowledged, trying to look anywhere but directly at Cory,
although you could clearly see him sneaking a peek.  I mean the boy is gay
so of course he's gonna check out the buffet when the meat is being
presented.

"You coming swimming?  I'll introduce you to everyone.  The twins are five,
Travis and Trevor, and the other is James.  He's almost 10.  And you
already know J.J.  I like to refer to them as the teenie weenie gang,"
Blake giggled.

"I didn't realize you were busy already.  I guess I should have texted you
first.  I thought you might want some help with your party planning.  I
should go," Joel said nervously.  So maybe he's not shy, but he certainly
is a skittish little thing.

Blake looked at me, and I gave him the stare.  The one that says deal with
your friend properly, and don't forget to leave time to do your homework
after the dinner dishes are washed, and make sure you put your wet towels
in the hamper.  It's a really complicated, and specific, stare.  Normally
he just gets the `what the fuck, Blake?' stare.  It's easier.

"Nah, I was about to get out anyway.  Let me get dried and we can go up to
my room.  Cory, you wanna join us?"

"Sure.  Do you need help with planning?"  He replied as he walked over to
grab a couple towels for them.

"We can always use good ideas.  Cory is great at this stuff.  Don't worry
Joel.  Cory is straight, so he won't be trying to get into your pants or
anything.  Just so you're not nervous around him."

"Thanks," he said sounding even more nervous. If that's possible.  The two
boys dried off and wrapped the towels around their waist before heading
upstairs.  I stuck around the pool and joined the other boys for a bit,
since I'd taken the two biggest kids from their game.  I quickly became the
guy to attack, which led to boys being hoisted up and tossed into the
water.  If you ever want a good arm workout, do that game.  It never ends
as they all want another turn, again, and again, and again.

A couple hours later, I saw Joel and Cory leave in the car Blake had called
for them.  "How'd the planning go?" I asked as soon as he approached.

"Good.  Gonna be tight with that budget you gave me, but I think we'll be
okay.  We made a few adjustments and I think it'll work."

"I'm curious what is costing so much.  It's not like you're renting
costumes or entertainers...are you?"

"Mostly it's the food.  The caterers gave me some price options, which
seems a little high, so I've come up with alternatives.  Like we are gonna
do a BBQ and instead of the caterers doing it, I figure maybe I could get
you and Colin, or Kyle and Chance to look after that.  Saves us a bundle
right there.  Plus the caterers had all this food like vegetable trays and
weird shit like that.  I don't even know what hors d'oeuvres are, but if
you gotta explain it at a party, chances are no one is gonna want them.
Now if they had a platter of gummy bears and cheese puffs, then we're
talking.  I've been to your fancy parties where people walk around handing
out drinks and food on sharp sticks.  Not really a kid thing, and you
certainly don't give naked boys pointy sticks.  That's just asking for
trouble we don't need to explain at the E.R.  I figure we use the entire
dining room table, plus a couple others and fill it with food.  Maybe a
soft serve ice cream machine with a whole table of toppings, and a hot
chocolate machine.  We just want tables full of junk food.  I'll get one of
you to take me to Costco and we can load up."

"Sounds like you got this under control.  Since Joel is helping, has he
decided to come to it?"  I asked not really envisioning how the boy I just
saw would survive even the first five minutes.

"I'm trying to convince him, but I'm not sure he'd be okay being naked.
Even today, me and Cory had to get dressed once we went upstairs.  Any
ideas on how to get him used to it?"

"I think that's just something he'd need to get comfortable with in his own
time.  About the only thing I could suggest is to let him get used to
nudity in a smaller setting.  Maybe just you and him to start, not the
entire family watching him undress in front of them."

"True.  But I already tried that.  I've changed in front of him tons.  Even
today, I stood there naked so he could see it was no big deal.  He should
be used to me now."

"Did you think that maybe he's okay seeing you without clothes, but is
nervous for you to see him?  You do realize that if he likes you enough to
want to date you, seeing you naked may actually be giving him erections,
and that's what he's not comfortable letting you see."

"Are you saying I should let him see me bone up?  I could get him to go
swimming so he's just in his shorts and I could make comments about his
body, and let myself get excited as he watches.  Think that would help?"

"Nope.  I think that would make him even more uncomfortable.  How about you
just talk to him about it.  Casually and non-sexual.  You said his friends
were planning on coming to the party.  Are they fine being naked?"

"They know the rules, so I'm guessing they'd be okay.  They probably won't
bone up though since they're straight boys."

"Probably.  Blake, one thing you're good at is talking to people, about
pretty much anything.  Be open with Joel and let him know that it takes
practice to control erections.  Let him know that the more time he goes
without his clothes, the easier it gets.  Maybe suggest you do your
homework naked, or something like that so he can focus on something other
than being nude."

"I could offer him a massage.  That usually is a good ice breaker."

"It's an ice breaker for a lead up to sex.  That might not be a good
approach in this case.  You could find him running for home when he
accidentally cums all over your bed from you touching him."

"That'd be hot!" Blake grinned.  "Not the running home, the cumming all
over my bed part.  I already told him that my party wouldn't be the same
without him.  I even gave him a few tricks to handle it.  Like casually
holding a towel over his crotch, or staying in the pool.  Hell, even put
the plate of food on his lap to hide his junk if he wants."

"All good suggestions," I nodded.  "It's fine to try and convince him to
participate, just don't make him feel bad if he can't."

"I'd never do that, Dad.  Joel would stop hanging around with me if he
thought I was a dipshit."

"True.  I'm sure you'll handle it properly, but if you need help, just
ask."

"I will.  I already have one plan I'm working on.  I'm gonna invite him and
his friends over before the party to see if they're cool skinny dipping.
Hopefully some peer pressure might convince Joel it's normal.  I'll even
talk about girls and which they think are the hottest and most bangable.
I'll get them swapping bragging stories."

"I see where you're going with that.  Get them all horny to the point
you're all erect to prove it's no big deal."

"Exactly.  We'll show `em off to each other, and Joel will be way more
comfortable after that," he reasoned.

I laughed.  "You're going to show your gay buddy the erections of all his
friends and expect him to be MORE comfortable.  He's gonna go home and
masturbate himself into a coma."

"At least it'll take care of his boners," he chuckled.  "I figure I give it
a try.  If it doesn't work, then chances are there's no way he shows up for
the party.  At least it wouldn't be a total waste.  I'd get to know his
friends better, AND see what they're packing."

"Fooling around with any of his friends would be a catastrophically bad
idea.  You do know that, right?"

"God Dad!  It's not like I'd bone them in front of Joel.  No way I'd be
that insensitive.  I'd invite them over on another day and make my move.
I'm sure I'd get to at least third base if I gave them a great massage."

"As long as you're not being insensitive to the guy who is crushing on
you," I said shaking my head.

"Exactly," he nodded.

Why do I even bother with sarcasm?  Really, why?  I'll say one thing for
Blake, when he gets an idea in his head, he usually goes for it.  It's both
a blessing and a curse, as they say.

When Blake and Ben returned from school the next day, they were deep in
conversation about something.

"Dad, who do you think is the best Batman?  Ben says it has to be Adam West
as he's the original, but that's stupid, `cause he wasn't like a real
Batman."

"I think he was a real Batman of the time period, but I don't think he was
the first.  I think I read somewhere that guys played Batman like 20 years
earlier.  Those were TV guys though, if you're talking movie Batman actors,
then I really have no idea.  I'm not a huge Batman fan."

"Who doesn't like Batman?"  Ben asked frowning at me, with Blake giving me
his patented disapproval stare.

"Uh, the Penguin. The Joker.  Maybe Robin when he's not allowed to slide
down the bat pole.  I didn't say I didn't like him, but if I were ranking
my superheroes in order, he wouldn't be at the top of the list, mainly
because he's not really a superhero by my definition.  He's just rich guy
playing with toys, like Iron Man, but somehow less interesting."

"Still cool though.  Like who wouldn't want a bat cave under their house?"
Blake suggested.  Our definitions of cool are different.  "So who is your
favorite superhero?"

"Top of the list.  Superman, out front by far.  Then I'd go with Spiderman,
Captain America, Wonder Woman, Deadpool, maybe Iron Man next."

"Yeah, I guess they're all pretty sweet.  So back to the first question.
Who is the best Batman?"  Ben asked.

"I can tell you who were the worst," I replied.  "Clooney and Kilmer.  So
that leaves Keaton, Bale, and Affleck.  I'm not a fan of Affleck, but he
did a decent job, except for the whole killing Superman thing, which makes
him sort of my enemy now.  I think I'll vote Christian Bale."

"I say Ben Affleck, because I like his name," Ben grinned.

"And you Blake?  Who is your favorite?" I asked.  Not that I cared in the
slightest, but we were in this conversation now, so why not finish it.

"Gotta go with Ben Affleck," he said nodding.  "I think the new guy they
announced, Patterson or Pattinson, whatever he's called, might be good but
we gotta wait for that movie."

"And the best Spiderman?"  Blake asked grinning.  Fuck me, are we going
through all the superhero actors now?

"Maguire," Ben said quickly.

"No way!  Tom Holland.  Best ever!!" Blake said excitedly.  "Dad?"

"Yeah, I like Holland's version best of the three.  Peter Parker is
supposed to be a school kid, and Holland best portrays that innocence while
learning to be a superhero.  I like that."

"Exactly my point," Blake said, almost challenging Ben to defend him.

"I like Holland too, I just thought the Maguire movies were better, but I
could get behind Tom Holland for sure."

"I was thinking the same thing myself.  I'd like to go behind him...bend
him..." I teased.

"And we went into the gutter.  I'm out," Ben laughed.  "I'll be in my room
researching Tom Holland movies if you need me."

He took off and Blake sat down beside me to let me know about his day.  It
sounded mostly routine, but it was nice that he still liked to let me know.
Most kids his age give a grunt and say `fine' when you ask them how school
was.  Or you'd get an `out' when asked where they were going.  Blake
usually gave us the details he had in his head; ALL the details he had in
his head whether we wanted them or not.

"Just to let you know, Joel is coming over after dinner.  I think I
convinced him to try skinny dipping with me, but he's super nervous about
it.  I told him it would be just him and me so he didn't get overwhelmed at
first."

"So, you're saying don't come down and join you?  Or are you worried that
if Joel sees me without clothes, he won't want you anymore?"

He laughed.  "God, no.  No chance he'd pick you over me.  No offense Dad."

"How is that not offensive?" I smirked.

"Dad, please.  Joel has a wicked hard crush on me, and if I said I'd date
him exclusively, we'd be having so much sex that nymphos would be jealous."

"Have you even gotten to first base?"  I teased, but genuinely wanted to
know.

"I'm gonna say, yes.  Not sure what first base is.  I mean he wants me and
he's seen me naked, but we haven't done anything else.  Today we might get
to at least another base.  I figure I'll throw wood and see if he reacts to
it.  At least I can see what he's got, and we all know what happens to a
boy's mind when he gets that horny."

"Just read the room, Blake.  You're not exactly subtle in your approach.
He may be gay and crushing on you, but that doesn't mean you can just take
him to bed."

"I'm totally respecting his wishes.  That's why I'm letting you guys know
not to come down to the pool while he's skinny dipping with me."

"Fair enough.  Have fun."

"No worries there," he beamed.  "I need some other advice too."

"Sure. What's up?"

"I invited lots of people to my party already, but there's this one guy I
don't know if I should invite or not."

"Is he a friend, or someone from one of your activities?"

"No he's a friend, but he's a trans guy.  You know what a trans guy is,
right?"

"I do," I nodded.

"So you see my dilemma.  He's a guy, and totally looks like a guy with his
clothes on..."

"But not with his clothes off, I'm guessing."

"Exactly.  He's had the breast surgery.  You know where they take the boobs
off, but his scars are still visible, so he's a bit nervous about that when
he goes shirtless."

"Does he go shirtless?"

"Sure.  At first he said it was tough, but now he says it's pretty cool, as
it's just part of who he is, and he said chicks like scars anyway.  Which
it totally true, Dad.  They do."

"But since you're throwing a naked party..."

"Exactly.  If he took his pants off, he doesn't have a penis, just a
vagina, and it's pretty obvious that he used to be a girl.  I think it
would be sort of transphobic not to invite him, but I don't want to
embarrass him either.  What should I do?"

"I think this one is pretty simple, Blake.  You're thinking about this from
your point of view, not his.  The issue isn't what you should do, that's
easy.  He's a boy you want at your party so you invite him, like you would
any boy."

"But won't he feel weird about being invited to a naked party?"

"Again, not something for you to decide.  That's his decision.  You need to
be honest and upfront about your party.  That everyone will be naked.  He
will know his comfort level and decide for himself."

"He'd probably say no, right?  But at least I'd have invited him."

"You're assuming his comfort level.  Maybe he'd find this as an opportunity
for people to get to know him better, and educate them on transgender."

"Wouldn't the straight guys see a girl and maybe think about sex if they
saw a vagina instead of a penis?"

"You could offer him a compromise option to let him know you're open to his
potential concern."

"Like what?"

"Let him wear underwear.  Maybe give him one of your super hot designer
jocks to wear.  Some of those only cover your package and nothing else.
Maybe that would allow him to participate if he's uncomfortable with full
nudity around other boys who may not yet understand."

"That's a good idea.  He may still not want to come to the party, but at
least he'd know he was welcome," Blake nodded.

"Exactly.  I'm guessing if anyone asked why he was wearing something, it
would be up to him to explain or not.  Does everyone know he's
transgender?"

"I think so.  He doesn't hide it, but I'm not sure everyone understands.
Some still call him a girl, but he corrects them pretty fast."

"Does he change in the girl's or boy's lockers?"

"Hmmm...he has his own change room.  It's the one the teachers use.  Like
it's for one person at a time.  I think some of the guys are jealous that
he can have a private shower after gym class."

"Good compromise.  Have you been around him when he's naked?"

Blake grinned.  "Are you asking if I've had sex with him, Dad?  Perv!"

"I'm just curious if he's comfortable enough getting undressed in front of
anyone or not."

"Sure, I've seen him naked.  Big deal.  He's seen me too.  We've even
talked about sex.  He says his vagina is super sensitive now that he's
taking testosterone, and he's okay with anal sex, but doesn't think it
feels as good as a dildo in his boy vagina."

"Female anatomy doesn't give them a prostate, so that's why girls don't
enjoy anal as much as boys.  I guess I never asked, is he straight or gay?"

"He likes girls, which means some guys call him a lesbian, but that's
stupid right?"

"Right.  He's a boy, and I've never met a boy lesbian before.  I know
there's a lot more sexual identities out there now, but I'm not sure that's
one of them.  If he's a boy and prefers girls, I'm guessing he's leaning
straight."

"He has this wicked cool penis strap-on though.  If I had a vagina, I'd
totally want one.  It's even bigger than the one Sienna has.

"Now that's something I'd pay to see.  Both him and Sienna fucking you from
both ends with strap-ons."

"Nice!!  I'm doing that for sure.  It's like a regular 7-inch penis on the
front, but the back looks kinda like a butt plug that he puts in his
vagina.  It vibrates like my Lovense toy, and when he fucks, it rubs that
part inside a vagina that makes girls go crazy."

"The clitoris?"

"Sure, if he has that.  He said he can't feel the pussy he's fucking unless
he puts a finger in, but he feels the vibration of it.  I let him fuck me
with it so I could see how it works.  It felt pretty real and I think he
came from it."

"I thought you said he was straight?"

"Yeah, but he didn't mind showing me how it works.  I like to know stuff
too, ya know."

"Did it go further than that?"

He grinned.  "I offered to fuck his ass after, but he said I was probably
too big for right now, so he said it'd be okay if I wanted to use his
vagina."

"I know he's a boy with female anatomy, but I hope you used a condom as he
could still get pregnant."

"Imagine explaining that at school," he laughed.  "That guy is carrying my
baby," he chuckled.  "Don't worry Dad, he's been fixed.  They do the snip
thing, like a vasectomy for trans guys."

"He definitely sounds like one of your friends," I laughed.  "I'd invite
him as you would anyone.  Clearly explain the rules of the party, and maybe
offer him the option of wearing one of your designer jocks.  Then leave it
up to him to decide.  He may even throw out other suggestions."

"What if he asks if he can come to my party, but stay in his clothes?"

"Would you allow any of your other friends to stay full clothed?"

"No, of course not.  If they can't get naked, they can't come over.  Oh, I
see where you're going.  If he wants to be treated like all the other guys,
he has to get naked."

"I think I'd tell him that since he's fine going shirtless most places and
has an ass like everyone else, then your only compromise is to let him wear
the jock, otherwise he shouldn't come over."

"Good talk Dad.  I knew you'd have the answer."

"I'm proud of you."

"Why?"

"For being so accepting and open.  I don't know many boys your age that
would be as comfortable understanding transgender as you are.  You accept
him as a boy, but are still respectful of how he might need to adapt to
certain things.  That's pretty mature of you."

"Thanks.  Everyone is different in one way or another.  I guess trans guys
differences are just a little more visible than some people.  A guy with a
vagina is easy peasy compared to dealing with you, so I've had tons of
practice," he joked.

We let him have his time with Joel and I didn't even ask how it went.  I
figured he'd make a full media announcement when he had something to relay.

As we got closer to the event, things began to ramp up.  Tuesday, I found
both pools empty and a couple of guys walking around inside them.  Blake
explained that they were putting in a new type of lighting system that'd
we'd really like.  He'd gotten permission from Colin to upgrade the pool as
it was outside the scope of his party, but both had agreed it would enhance
the pool considerably.  I guess when you spend as much time in the water as
we do, an upgrade isn't a bad idea.  They also were placing a large
u-shaped frame over one end of the pool.

"What's that?"  I asked Blake.

"It's a water curtain.  Like a waterfall, but different. We're not gonna
keep that.  I only rented it, but they have to install it to the pool water
supply to work properly.  It lights up too, so that should be cool."

"Sounds like lighting is gonna be one of the features of this party."

"Sure.  Gotta make it epic.  We want it to be GOAT and have people remember
this party for all time."

"I think the fact the you'll have over a hundred naked people here should
accomplish that," I teased.  Please don't let there be actual goats at this
party.

"And the lights," he said patting me on the back.

Wednesday, a bunch of delivery trucks arrived and dumped things in the back
yard.  Most were wrapped up so I had no idea what they were, and I figured
Blake would probably want to unpack them when he got home.  I know he's
just a kid, but I'd learned to stay out of the way when a party was being
set up.  Usually it was the caterers flying around getting things ready,
but this time Blake was in charge, and I sure didn't want to mess up
whatever he had planned.

Thursday a large truck rolled into the drive and I went out to meet them.
I was almost up to them when a car entered the yard as well.  What's the
point in having a security gate if everyone has the code and can just drive
in like this is the expressway?  Before I get called out on it,
no...Vancouver does not have expressways.  We barely have a freeway.
Closest we have is the Trans Canada which doesn't even come close to
downtown.  It's basically a bypass.

"You Blake?"  the truck driver asked as he jumped out of the cab.

"Nope.  Justin.  What's all this?"

"The sand he ordered.  Where do you want it?"

Now normally I'd say something like `at the beach', but since I had no idea
what the plan was, I stuttered.  The two guys in the car saved me from
looking like I had no idea what was going on in my own house. Which, for
the record, I had no idea what was going on.

"You can just dump it on the driveway.  We have a crew coming to set it up
in the back yard," he said to the driver before turning to talk to me.  I'm
Daniel.  We're with Elite Catering."

"Nice to meet you," I said shaking his hand, which was soft and warm.
What?  I like details, and his hands were really enjoyable.

"Blake ordered the sand to make a beach for his party, so we'll have our
team move it around to the back and set it up.  We've been over the plans
with him so we'll just get to it, if you're okay with that."

"I'm fine.  I'd never want to interfere with the master plan," I said
stepping back slightly.  The truck driver hit a switch and dumped the
entire load of sand onto the driveway.  Shit, this better be gone by the
time Colin gets home or he'll be pissed at the mess.  All I could think
about was the pile of sand Alex and I had been told to roll down as part of
our first day of Q initiation.  I had sand in places I would rather forget.
I think I pooped, sneezed, tasted, and farted sand for weeks.

The catering team arrived and got to work on moving wheelbarrows full of
sand around to the back of the house.  When they got down to the last bit
of sand, someone brought out a giant shop vac and sucked the rest of it off
the driveway.  There was absolutely no sign of sand anywhere at the front
of the house.  I think I let out a sigh of relief...then I went around to
the back of the house.  They had made a beach of sand at the edge of the
deck along the side of the pool.  It was actually pretty cool looking, and
even made better when they installed big umbrellas and deck chairs in it.
I like this look, but one big windstorm and we're gonna have to buy new
pool filters.  I can't even imagine how bad the house will look with boys
running back and forth dragging this shit with them on the bottom of their
feet.

Colin was as equally impressed and concerned when he got home.  "Did you
approve the sand?" He asked me.

"Nope.  First I knew of it was when we had a six foot pile of it in the
driveway," I smiled.  "It does look good though, doesn't it?"

"Looks really good, but I can't see how he's staying within the budget
buying things like this."

"Were you specific on how his budget would work?  You know Blake, he's
liable to have found loopholes, and by the time this is over, his $5,000
party will have cost us $50,000."

"Well, he did say he would have to cancel the imported sand and the Ocelot,
so maybe this is just domestic sand and he's getting cats from the
shelter," Colin joked.

Once Blake arrived home, he dropped his backpack and headed straight for
the yard.  "Yes!!  That's exactly the look I was going for," he exclaimed,
as he came running up to Colin and I who were lounging on the new deck
chairs, sipping margaritas.  If we're having a beach in our yard that we're
paying for, we're damn well going to make the most of it.

Blake grabbed my drink and took a sip, and then made a face.  "That's the
worst slurpee ever," he complained as he took a second sip.

"Like you don't know it's a margarita," I said taking the drink back.

"I know, but then I'd have to ask permission, you'd say no, and it'd be
this whole thing.  This way, I'm just a kid who got a surprise."

"Speaking of surprises," Colin chimed in.  "Want to explain this sand?"

"Well, sand is made when water continuously pounds against rocks crushing
them into fine granules.  Sand can be used to make glass or concrete.  It's
also required for beaches and since this is a beach party, I needed sand."

That was a very detailed explanation of sand.

"And how could you afford to buy all this sand on your budget," Colin
challenged.

"That's the beauty of it.  I didn't buy it.  I rented it.  Smart huh!"  He
said tapping his head.  "Once the party is over, they come and take it all
back."

"Still seems like it would be expensive."

"It is, but I cut corners in other places.  Like on the BBQ that you guys
are doing, instead of the caterers.  Plus, my budget was $5,000 from you
guys.  If I go over, I still have my own money that I can use.  I figure
it'd be worth it."

"The loophole," I nodded as I smiled at Colin.

"The loophole," he agreed.

"What loophole?" Blake asked confused.  "Are you two drunk already?"

"Nope, we just figured you'd come up with a way around the budget, and you
didn't disappoint," I replied.

"Dad," he said sitting down next to me.  "I never disappoint.  That's why
I'm at the top of the most prominent list.  It's just who I am."

"Good to know," I smiled.  He went to grab my drink again, but I moved it
out of his reach.  "Nice try, but not a chance."

"You do know that if I wanted to drink, I know where we keep the alcohol,
right?"

"And if you take any without permission, we'll move you into the panic room
and replace the door with cell bars."

"Harsh.  I think it would be advantageous for you as parents to teach me
the detrimental affects of alcohol and drugs.  That way when I'm legally
old enough, I don't race off to get drunk and stoned just because I can.
If I know all about it like I learned with sex, then when I'm of legal age
I won't go out and do something stupid."

"Oh, you'll still do something stupid," I laughed.  "And using sex
knowledge as the example isn't in your favour.  We let you become openly
sexual and we see where that's taken us.  I mean we're sitting on a rented
beach in our back yard awaiting a naked pool party."

"So now wouldn't be the right time to let you know how I negotiated the
price of the rental sand?  Let's just say Daniel is a really good
negotiator, and my ass loves a good negotiation."

"Good thing we didn't ask," I said rolling my eyes.  "If we'd been like
other parents, you would be embarrassed to take your clothes off, and
wouldn't even remotely be interested in discussing anything about your sex
life, or even admitting it."

"Yeah, but I'd still be doing it.  Maybe doing things that were dangerous
as a result.  God, all my friends talk about is sex and who they'd tap, and
who they've seen naked.  Most haven't a clue, and would do anything to get
laid.  First chick they get into bed they're gonna get pregnant, or not
last long enough to get their pants off.  They're gonna let some rando do
them in an alley somewhere because they're so horny they can't stop it.  At
least you guys taught me stuff, and I can now make logical, rational, and
informed decisions.  I also know what sex is all about and can be more
mature about how I handle it.  Same would be true for drugs and alcohol if
you let me get drunk and stoned."

"That's a lot to unpack, Blake, but you're saying if we let you drink and
spoke pot, you'll be more mature about it by the time you turn 19?"  Colin
clarified.

"Exactly," he grinned.

"Logical thinking," he nodded.  "But, the only difference is that alcohol
and drugs can severely limit your brain development, whereas sex will not.
Your brain isn't full developed until you're 25."

Blake laughed.  "You still have an underdeveloped brain, Justin!" he
teased.

"Says the 14-year-old with 11 years yet to go," I replied, defending
myself.

"I still think it should be you guys that teach me about this stuff.  You
don't want me driving to a party when I'm 16 with no knowledge of how this
stuff would affect me.  Then I drive home at 3:36am, and maybe kill myself
in a fiery rollover crash into a 2018 silver Toyota Camry off Marine
Drive."

"Oddly specific, but no we wouldn't want that," Colin agreed.

"You're correct though.  We should be the ones to educate you on the
affects it may have, but when you're closer to the legal age," I told him.

"Cool.  Let's plan it for my 16th birthday.  We can plan an adult party and
get shitfaced.  Should we roll it into a drunken/stoned orgy afterward?
That'll sort of help determine the guest list."

"And there's the reason you don't let 14-year-olds drink and do drugs,"
Colin laughed.

"Back to this party," I said to bring us back into focus.  "What other
surprises should we be expecting?"

"None.  Layne, Darcy, and Cory are coming over after school tomorrow and
will be spending the night.  We're gonna set up most of the decoration and
stuff.  If you guys are free, we could use your help.  The caterers will be
here at four to set up their things.  Coolest thing is that they'll have a
soft serve station and a sundae bar.  Might be the hit of the entire
party."

"Sound good.  Sure, we'll help."

"Cool.  So, what do you think of the beach setup.  Looks cool, right?"

"Looks very cool," I admitted.  I feel like I'm at a resort in Hawai'i," I
grinned as I raised my drink to clink with Colin.

"Hey, if you think you're getting lei'd, think again."

"Oh, I'd get lei'd so many times my neck would break from the weight of it
all," I said confidently.

"Gross, guys.  Now all I can think about is giant, fat, Hawaiian guys
sitting on your face trying break your neck," Blake said as he fake puked.

"You know he meant lei as in flowers, not lay and in sex, right?" Colin
clarified.

"Sure, Dad.  Go with that.  You've met Justin, right?"  He chuckled.  "Have
fun with your lei'ing.  I've got to finish off plans for the party."

"How about homework first, plans second," I suggested.

"I'll get it all done.  Don't worry.  You know I get all A's anyway,
right?"

"Just because they lowered the bar to get an `A', doesn't mean you're as
smart as you think you are," Colin teased.

"Oh, I'm smart.  Wicked smart.  And cute...and well hung.  You'll find
those last two out on Saturday."

He took off and I looked at Colin.  "Why do I have a feeling Saturday is
going to go down as a day we'll regret?"

"At least we've made it clear that there will be no booze or drugs," he
replied.  We stared at each other and both thought the same thing.  We got
up and headed off to secure the booze and weed.  At this point, I'm even
thinking of hiding the Tylenol and baby aspirin.

"`Marvin' and Garren had the right idea about going away for the weekend,"
Colin added.

"True.  I respect their reasons though.  Garren isn't comfortable naked,
and being actors that the guys might recognize, they felt it might be
inappropriate," I said.  "Same as Merrick and Dakota.  I think they
appreciated the option not to attend as well."

"Lucky guys," Colin laughed.

"Although we should have made it mandatory, so I could see them naked for a
few hours," I added.

Friday morning, the cleaners arrived with extra help to give the house a
thorough going over.  Things that didn't even shine normally were gleaming
by the time they were done.  Anyone else wondering whether Blake worked
this extra cleaning into his budget, or just rolled it into to our normal
household service?  We may never know.  Just so we're clear, I'm not
objecting to having that many cute boys running around our house cleaning
things.  The pool guys even showed up to ensure the filters were swapped
out to handle the expected increase in activity.  I also suggested that
more chlorine and anti boy germ chemicals might be needed.  The house
looked great when they were done, and I was almost afraid to sit anywhere
in case I messed it up, or unfluffed a pillow.

Layne and Darcy arrived at the house after school, followed shortly by
Cory.  The boys quickly went to work on Blake's vision and it was quite the
flurry of activity.  I saw a ladder go by at one point, then later had to
stop and look in amusement as I saw J.J. in the kitchen.

"You looting the place or just looking for something?" I asked as most of
the cupboard doors were open.

"I'm looking for a thing with holes in it."

Blake's underwear and sock drawer is up in his room, I thought to myself.
"What sort of thing with holes in it?"

"Like that thing you put spaghetti in," he replied.

"Oh.  A colander?"

He giggled.  "No.  That doesn't have holes in it.  That's what you put
things on for appointments you gotta go to."

It was my turn to laugh.  "That's a calendar.  A colander is a metal thing
with holes in it," I said as I went to one of the only cupboards that
didn't have the doors open.  "This what you're looking for?"

"Yeah.  I think so.  Blake said it'd be cool for some light thing he's
doing.  Thanks."

He took off and I just hoped we weren't having spaghetti anytime soon, or
how would we strain it?  Later on, I found the colander on a table with a
tie dye cloth over it and a rotating light underneath.  It had quite a good
look.  Like a table disco ball.  He'd put the suntan lotion and other
assorted party items on the table with it.  Things like water guns, water
balloon filling station, plus the little water balloons and some device
that tied them off so you didn't have to do it yourself.  I'm guessing
between the sand and pieces of water balloons all over the yard, we're
going to be remembering this party for a long time.  Like the after taste
of a cucumber sandwich.

I complimented the boys on the look they had going on, and to be honest
some of the decorations were quite impressive.  He had backlighted strips
of cloth hanging from the ceiling that actually looked like a waterfall
flowing down behind the table they had.  I'm suspecting that he probably
got the idea and materials from the caterers but saved money by installing
them himself.  It was still impressive though.  They had all the LED lights
running and Cory was busy programming sequences into the app they had for
them.  Some would run in conjunction with the music they played.  Others
would run some random sequence to enhance the décor.  I left them to do
it as they obviously had their own idea as to the overall look.

Caterers were setting up the three tables near the kitchen.  The chairs had
been removed from around the large dining room table, and extra tables had
been placed strategically close to give an overall `food center' look.  The
large machine on one table was clearly for the ice cream and I think I
should volunteer to test it for safety purposes.  I mean you can't have
something unsafe for kids, so I'll put myself in harms way to try out
several ice cream cones first.  There was also a fro-yo machine, a milk
shake station, and a sundae making area.

In the back yard, a giant slip and slide had been rolled out and I could
instantly see that becoming popular, especially as it ended with a
splashdown into the pool.

"I never asked.  Did your trans friend decide to come to the party?" I said
to Blake when I caught him relaxing for a short moment.

"No.  He said it was cool I invited him, but he wasn't ready to be that
visible to a big group yet.  He did say he'd be okay coming to a party with
only a few people though, so that's cool.  He gave me a hug and said it was
nice how I invited him like everyone else."

"I'm sure he appreciated it even more than he lets on.  Does he have a
girlfriend?  Maybe invite them to one of your boy/girl parties."

"He doesn't yet, but he likes a few girls.  He said so far the only girls
that hit on him are lesbians, and he's not interested in that.  He wants a
straight girl."

"I'm sure he'll find someone."

"He thinks so too, but he figures it might not be until he's out of school
as there will be more options when he's an adult.  I told him I'd keep my
ears open for a girl that might be into a hot guy like him.  Oh, Sienna
said she'd be up for one night with him, but our standard rules apply.  I
also told him that if he wants to practice fucking with his strap-on penis,
I'd be happy to do it again any time."

"That was nice of you," I said putting my arm around his shoulder.

"Thanks.  Gotta help out where you can," he smiled.

The boys worked late into the night and it was nice to see they included
J.J. the entire time, even when they crashed out in Blake's room.  I have a
feeling he may have cramped their style a bit, but they seemed very hyper
about the party so I doubt thoughts of sex entered their minds.  I looked
in on them in the morning, but they were all still fast asleep.  It still
looks cute when J.J. is cuddled up with Blake.  Hopefully one day in the
future, J.J. will have his memories back, and never remember a time when
Blake wasn't his big brother.  For now, it was just nice seeing them
bonding.  When they finally strolled down to breakfast, it looked like a
zombie attack.

"How late were you guys up last night?"  Colin asked as they approached
slowly.  Did anyone hear someone groan `brains'?"

"Pretty late," Blake admitted.  "We were talking about the party and making
sure we hadn't missed anything."

"Blake, before your guests arrive, I want you to remember that you're the
host, so I don't want to see you disappearing with anyone.  It wouldn't be
right to leave your own party," I warned.

"I know.  Don't worry.  I already told everyone it's not that kind of
party.  I'm sure some of the guys will hook up anyway, but at least they
know not to do it out in front of everyone."

"Good to see we're on the same page then."

"I'll be back in half an hour," Darcy announced.  "I just have to go pick
up Toby."

"Toby's coming to this?" I asked surprised.  Darcy was still playing big
brother to the seven-year-old, which is probably good for both of them if
I'm being honest.  "Do his parent's know what type of party it is?"

"Yeah, I told them.  Toby's mom wasn't a big fan of the idea, but his dad
said it's just boys being boys.  They agreed he could come over, even if
just for a couple hours."

Darcy took off, while the others did a few last-minute checks to ensure
they had everything the way the wanted it.

By the time the party was to start, Darcy had returned with a grinning and
excited Toby at his side.  I thought it was cute how younger boy found
several opportunities to hold Darcy's hand.  Almost without it looking like
he was holding his hand.  I think he's at that age where he likes to still
do it, but is aware that some others his age may have comments about it.
The beginning of peer pressure.  The rest of the boys were almost bouncing
off the walls as well.  If you didn't know their personalities, you'd have
assumed they'd been into the junk food.  For the record...they've been into
the junk food.

"Should we be naked when people arrive, or should we wait until everyone is
here before we undress?"  Darcy asked first.

"No, we'll all be naked.  That way everyone will be comfortable when they
have to undress at the door.  If they chicken out right at the entrance,
then they can't come in," Blake replied.  "Colton and Stone are gonna work
the door, and they texted to say they'll be over in about ten minutes."

"Colin and I will be here as well in case we have to deal with any parent
questions," I told him.

"You should handle those things outside though," Blake suggested.  "If moms
are dropping off their kids, we don't want a girl to come in the house.
The guys would freak, and seeing all this sexy might drive them into cougar
mode."

"Not sure that's a thing, Blake.  Remember, they're dropping off their
sons, so I doubt a cougar mode would be in play."

"I already made it clear that if a dad wants to come to the party, they're
welcome," he added.

I'm guessing he forgot about `Daddy' mode.

True to their word, Colton and Stone arrived in from the back and greeted
everyone.  "So where do you need us, Blake?"  Colton asked.

"You guys can work the door.  You gotta make sure everyone undresses here
first, and those are the baskets they can put their clothes in.  So that we
don't get shit mixed up, there's a tag on the handle where you can write
their name.  We'd have given them tickets, but they'd have no place to put
them."

"Seems easy enough," Stone replied.

"Oh, and you guys should be naked too.  Just so the guys don't feel too
nervous getting undressed."

"Yeah, because that should calm them down," Stone laughed.  "Being greeted
by two older naked guys and told to take their clothes off."

"Exactly," Blake nodded.  "Dads, you should stay in your clothes though if
you're gonna be outside welcoming cars and shit.  We wouldn't want them to
drive in, and the first thing they see is you two naked.  They'd race outta
here so fast, while trying to gouge their eyes out, that no one would stay
for my party."

"Ouch," I said feigning hurt.

"I dunno Blake.  If I drove in and saw them naked, I'd increase speed to
get here faster," Colton said grinning.

"Probably increase speed to run them down," he giggled.  "I guess we should
open the main gate huh?  Get ready boys, our party is about to begin!"  He
pulled his shirt off to indicate things were underway.  "ADAM, open the
main gate and leave it open."

The ding sounded and the main gates swung open.  Blake told the guys
already there to go leave their clothes in his bedroom, so they raced
upstairs, including Stone and Colton.  That left Colin and I to welcome the
first arrivals.  I hope Colton and Stone know about the no sex rule, or
some of these boys may not make it past the entrance.  Some will see
Stone's large appendage swinging freely and be too nervous to undress.
Some for fear of boning up, others for the feeling of inadequacy.

It was only moments later when the party guests began arriving.  Kurt and
Patrick were the first to walk through the door, and they had Tanner with
them.  The last time I'd seen him he was making money at the `Q' straight
boy event, where I'd seen him blow seven Q and get fucked by Kieran.  I
wonder if he got the curiosity of sex with a boy out of his system, or had
perhaps become even more fluid now.  Colin had also had Tanner when he
backed up onto his hard cock while the boy was tied to a tree.

"Figured we'd get here a little early to help if you need anything.  You
remember my kid brother, Tanner," Patrick said introducing him again.

"Sure, of course.  You've grown a bit since the last time I saw you.
Welcome to Blake's party."

"Thanks.  Think Blake will remember me?"  He asked.

"You were his personal assistant for a day, so I'm sure he'll remember
you," I nodded as we gave each a basket for their clothes.  15-year-old
Tanner had definitely gained more muscles and toning since I'd seen him
last, and I made sure to compliment him on it.  He was a lot more confident
as well.  Last time he'd been over he hadn't even been comfortable enough
to go skinny dipping with the boys, now here he was fully naked in our
foyer.  He also had the honour of being the first guy I put on my list for
the after-party event...which also wouldn't include clothes.

"The boys will be right down.  They're just getting ready...or is it
getting unready in the case of a naked party?  There's tons of food on the
tables near the kitchen.  Suntan lotion is outside by the pool, and you
don't want to miss the ice cream bar either.  Have fun," I told them.  I
pulled Kurt back a few steps.  "Tanner seems more mature."

"I guess he's growing up, but you'd never know it the way him and Patrick
keep going at each other.  Some days it seems like a full-on feud, and
other days Patrick defends his brother like he's on Secret Service duty."

"I'm surprised he's at a naked pool party."

"Surprised me too.  Tanner is normally pretty reserved, but he liked it the
last time he was over here and wanted to support Blake, I think.  Oh, I'd
invited Marcus, my old assistant, to join us but when he heard there
weren't going to be girls here, he passed."

"You two still playing with him when you get horny?"

"No.  He's pretty much over that.  I'm fine with it, and I don't think he's
really Patrick's type, so it's all good."

"Glad you all made it.  Blake will be thrilled," I said, before letting him
go and catch up to the other guys.  I'd seen others have Tanner, and I'd
shaved his balls to show him how to do it.  I'm pretty confident that I'll
be able to pull him aside for some personal time later.  I think I'll slap
some ice cream between his cheeks and eat him like a sundae.

The others returned from upstairs, all now naked and ready to party.  Blake
went to say hi to Kurt, Patrick, and Tanner, while Colton and Stone took
their positions to wait for more people to arrive.  Layne seemed excited,
whereas Darcy looked nervous, and seemed to be drawing support from Layne a
lot, while at the same time trying to look mature and confident for Toby to
draw on.  Like I said this big and little brother friendship seemed to be
good for both boys.  Toby was sticking close to Darcy as the party began,
but he was eyeing the food table more than the arriving guests.

Speaking of being proud of someone; Jalen was the next to arrive.  "Hi
Justin," he said the second he saw me.

"Jalen.  Great to see you here."

"I've been working on that confidence thing you taught me.  I almost had a
couple panic attacks before coming over, but I remembered what you said
about just accepting who I am.  Are there really going to be a hundred guys
here all naked?"

"Yep.  The good thing is that every person here is as different as everyone
else.  You'll have kids here as young as five and others into their 20's.
I think this will be good for you."

"I dunno about that, but I promised Blake I'd show up.  I guess we'll have
to see if I can handle it or not."

"Well, both pools are open and if you feel overwhelmed at all, just jump
in.  It'll help make things feel a little more normal."

"Thanks," he said as he undressed down to his underwear.  He paused for a
few seconds to look around, before finally removing the last piece of
clothing.  I took him over to show him the food and drink tables, and then
found Blake before leaving them.  I wanted to get back to the front door
and watch new arrivals undress.  I mean, go supervise the arrivals to
ensure there are no issues, and perhaps answer questions from parents.
Although Colin and Troy were currently handling that in the driveway.

Brett and Levi arrived a short while later, and at first I wondered how
they'd been invited, considering they were now 19 and a little out of
Blake's friend circle.  Then I remembered they were advisors for the Junior
`Q' and no doubt got the invitation that way.  I liked the twins and we'd
had a lot of fun together over the past few years.  Ever since I learned
that Levi's real name was Logan, I always wondered if he'd ever go back to
it, or keep being referred to as Levi.  I mean he doesn't wear Levi's
anywhere near as much as he did when he was a kid, so the nickname really
isn't a thing anymore.  I guess when you'd had a nickname for so long, it'd
be hard to be called anything else.  I remembered when I was known as
Trunk, which obviously referred to my big penis, but when guys started
making fun of my nose, I quickly had the nickname dropped.  My nose is a
perfect size button type in case you forgot.  Oh, and if Jason tells you no
one ever called me Trunk, just remember he's an alcoholic in training.

I smiled when I saw Razor and his brothers arrive next.  They were all so
similar, just in different sizes, like ordering small, medium, large, and
extra large.

"Hi!" The youngest one said.  "We're here for the party.  Do we really get
to run around without our clothes?"

"Hi guys," I said as they came in.  "Hey Titan, yes, you get to run around
without clothes today."

"Yay!  Good thing we didn't bring our sisters.  Girls are gross," he said
as we gave them each a basket for their stuff and let them get undressed.
None of them were shy.  I guess when you have that many siblings it's hard
to have a lot of privacy.  "WHOA!"  Titan said suddenly, pointing to the
back of the house.  "Is that all for us?"

Everyone looked where he was pointing, which to no surprise were all the
food tables.  I think his eyes were so wide that I half expected them to
pop right out of the sockets.

"Yep.  As much as your brother's say you can have."

"Can I have lots, Razor?"  He almost begged.

"Just don't make yourself sick," Razor replied with a grin.  "ADAM, please
let Ben know Razor is here."

The ding sounded and I smiled.  Yeah, Razor was a regular around here.  It
didn't take long before Ben joined us to greet the guys and hug Razor.

Titan and Storm both giggled.  "Their wieners are touching," Titan
announced from the vantage point of his 6-year-old size.

"Kids," Razor commented as they broke the hug.  Ben said they'd go find the
other kids for Storm and Titan to hang out with.  Cade was as comfortable
around here as Razor, and he already knew a lot of the guys that came over.
Yukon had been over before, but he was still a lot more reserved than his
brothers.  He was just as cute though, and probably of more interest
because he was straight.  Well, let's face it, he'd chummed the waters of
interest when he'd let me jerk him off and lick his ass once, and watching
that nice bum walk away was bringing back those memories.  I had to look
away quickly or my interest would be hard to miss.  My dance card was
starting to fill up.  First Tanner, now Yukon.

I could see why Blake wanted a red carpet at his next event.  This was
already beginning to feel like an awards show, as more and more arrived.
Asher showed up with a car full of guys, none of whom I recognized, but
Blake was at the door when they pulled up, so I quickly learned they were
part of the diving team.  Two of the guys looked Asher's age, while the
other two looked like they might be their little brothers.  Blake let them
get in the house where they were handed baskets for their clothes.

With divers and swimmers, they really don't have any issue getting
undressed considering how little they normally wear.  I always love the tan
lines on the divers.  They have almost a thong like appearance to them.

"Dad, these are guys from my diving team.  This is Russell, but he goes by
Hawk.  Mylo, Pete, and Jesse.  Jesse just joined this past week.  He's 11."

"Hey guys.  Nice to meet you.  Are you brothers or anything?" I inquired.

"No, just team mates," Mylo replied.

"You already know Asher, our coach," Blake said as he re-introduced him.

"Assistant coach," Asher correct.  "Hey Justin."

"Looks like you had a car full," I said smiling at him.

"Yeah, we figured we'd carpool.  Boys, go have fun."

They all took off with Blake leading the way, leaving Asher behind.  "Looks
like the diving team is getting bigger each time I see it."

"Yeah, we get lots of interest, but not all of them make it.  Some chicken
out when the dives get a little more technical, others just dive for fun,
so we put them on the junior team, leaving the main team for those that are
serious.  Jesse has just started, and at 11 he's showing potential.  Pete
is 13 and he's got some skills starting to emerge.  Hawk got his name
because of how he flies through the air.  I don't think it'll be long
before he's outgrown us and hires a professional to work with him full
time.  Mylo is one of those on the cusp.  He's either going to age out
before he gets really good, or he's suddenly going to become consistent and
be a contender."

"You seem like you have a good handle on all the guys.  "How old are Hawk
and Mylo?"

"17.  Hawk shows Olympic potential.  For Mylo, this is more a hobby as he
tries to beat his personal best each time."

"How many are on the team now?"

"14."

"Good number.  No wonder this party is filling up so fast.  I think there
might be a few more of your team here already.  I know Jalen and Warren are
here somewhere."

"Jalen is running around naked?" He asked with a big smile.  "Hope you
fastened down the lamps and the ornaments.  With an appendage that big
swinging free, he's bound to knock over a few things."

I laughed.  "Isn't that true.  Thank god this isn't a boner party.  With
his height and that monster, he'd be poking eyes out.  How is he as a
diver?"

"A bit awkward because of his height, but he gives it his best and he's
improving, so we keep working with him.  I also think he has a bit of a
self-esteem issue which holds him back from really putting himself out
there when he dives.  He sort of has that `I don't want to fail' in front
of people mentality, so he doesn't challenge himself as much as he could."

"Yeah, I see the same thing with Blake," I nodded, trying to sound
thoughtful.

"Which Blake?  Certainly not yours.  He'd scream `watch me!' from the 10
metre, and then do some wildly crazy dive that he'd never done before.  Or
are you talking about the quiet, shy, reserved, Blake who's throwing a
naked party for a hundred guys?"

"Go enjoy the party before what you do have is on full display.  Remember,
cold water is your friend."

"So is a nice tight ass," he smirked as he headed off.

I saw North arrive through the gates and park.  He exited the car with
another guy who looked around his age, so I moved to say hello to
them...and let's face it...to watch them undress as well.

"Hi Justin," he greeted.  "Is it okay if I leave my car there?  Didn't know
where I should put it."

"Hey North," I said returning the greeting.  "Yeah, it's fine there.  Nice
to see you at the party.  Bringing the rest of the football team?"

"No, just my friend, Sawyer.  Sawyer, this is Justin the guy I was telling
you about," North said introducing his friend.

"Hi," he smiled, as he acknowledged me.  He was a lot leaner than North and
had more of a swimmer's build than a football player.  If he was on the
football team, someone could snap him half over their knee.  Maybe he was
the speed runner guy.  I know the really large guys were the brick wall
dudes to stop the other team from getting to the quarterback.  Sawyer had
dark brown hair, almost black, and his features made him look like he had
some European blend in him, like Italian or Polish.  I do enjoy Polish
sausage.  I was most impressed with his smile, as it was one of those that
took over his whole face and showed off bright white teeth.

"Come on in guys.  Grab one of those baskets there to leave your clothes
in, and I'll show you where the food is.  Probably the most important part
of the whole room."

I watched as the two boys undressed and I wasn't disappointed with Sawyer.
His penis looked longer than it probably was as he was uncut, but it hung
nicely over plump balls.  He had a small ass, which could easily have been
half as big as North's.  Not that I'm complaining.

"We probably won't stay long," North said as they folded their clothes.  "I
promised Blake we'd make an appearance, and Sawyer wanted to meet you
guys."

"Well don't leave too soon.  You wouldn't want to miss out on anything," I
said patting his ass firmly.

"We won't," he said with a little smile.

Once the boys were ready, and did the required dick fluffing and ball
adjusting, I led them over to where the food was laid out.

"Holy shit.  That's like the most food I've ever seen," Sawyer commented.

"Blake wanted to make sure we didn't run out," I told him.  "We're having a
barbeque later, and I think there's chicken skewers, hamburgers, hot dogs,
and some vegetarian/vegan option things if you're into that."

"Is Blake your brother?"  Sawyer asked as they got a drink.

"No, he's my son," I replied.

He looked at me and then at North.  "Are you his real dad, or like ours, a
roleplaying one?"

North laughed.  "Dumbass.  Blake is his real son."

"Oh...ummm...how exactly?"

"He's adopted.  We were his only available relatives," I explained.
Sometimes it would just be easier to say he's my brother.

"That makes sense.  Sorry about the whole Daddy thing.  I thought North
told you stuff."

"He did.  But mainly as it related to him.  I'm guessing you're the other
guy that hangs out with him there?"

"I guess I kinda let that out, huh?"  He said with a bit of a guilty smile.

"Yeah.  Like I said...dumbass," North laughed.

"No problem as far as I'm concerned.  It just makes you a whole lot more
interesting now.  I guess I could probably ask, does that make you gay or
straight?"

"Straight, but adventurous," he said smiling.  "I like trying things on the
fringe of regular.  Like this party.  Never been to one like it."

"And hopefully you'll enjoy yourselves.  There's plenty to do and there's
quite a few guys your age around, so maybe you'll make some new friends."
I took them out on the back deck to look over the yard, and both guys
stopped almost simultaneously to take it all in.

"Holy shit.  I can honestly say I've never seen that many naked guys in one
place ever," Sawyer commented.  "I'm not sure that slip and slide is gonna
be good for your junk.  Maybe the little kids don't notice it as much."

"You'll find you don't even notice after you've tried it a couple times.
We have the two pools.  One outdoors with the water slide, and the indoor
pool which Blake has all lit up like a dance club."

"You gotta check out the foam room too.  It's filled with bubbles that feel
insane when you're in there," North added.

"I'd try that for sure," Sawyer grinned.  "I like the look of that water
curtain.  It seems popular."

We watched as a few kids dove through it into the pool.

"North, you know some of the guys already, feel free to take Sawyer around
to introduce him.  If I see Blake before you do, I'll let him know you're
here."  I watched them walk away and had already decided that neither of
them were leaving until I'd had Sawyer face down and spread wide.

I left them on their own and returned to the front door.  I like the part
where the boys are undressing.  Some are nervous, others are bold, and some
look like they're going to pass out.  J.J. and Storm came up to the door
together.

"Hi Justin!"  J.J. said.  "This is my new friend Storm.  Do you know him
already?"

"I do.  You know who his brother is?"

"No, who?"

"He has a few, but you know Ben's boyfriend, Razor?  That's one of Storm's
big brothers."

"Cool.  Razor's pretty nice."

"You wouldn't say that if you had to share a room with him," Storm added.

"Good to see you making friends.  I'm sure you'll meet his other brothers
too."

"How many you got?"  J.J. asked.

"I have five brothers and five sisters."

"Wow.  I only got two brothers, Layne and Blake," J.J. told him, "But
they're both pretty cool.  Hi Toby!" He said noticing him slightly behind
Darcy.

"Hi J.J.," Toby replied.

"You gonna come hang out with us?  We're gonna go do the slip and slide
then have a water fight."

Toby looked up at Darcy who responded immediately.  "Go for it."

"You boys getting into the food?"  I asked the wide-eyed, excited, boys.

"Yeah, we did already.  We're waiting for my other friends to arrive before
we really have tons of food.  Pierce's big brother is driving them and they
said they were almost here."  Just as he said it, a car pulled through the
gate.  "There!  That's them."

The car pulled up at the door and three boys piled out dragging backpacks
with them.  J.J. had gotten permission for his friends to sleepover as
well.  It would have been unfair to say no to him considering that Blake
was being allowed. I have a feeling a 10-year-old sleepover is going to be
a lot different than a 14-year-old sleepover.  J.J. would be letting his
friends sleep in his room, whereas Blake's intention was to have his in the
media room.  The driver looked about 17, but didn't stop to talk.  As soon
as the boys were out of the car, he was off.  Mostly a typical big brother
reaction.  He was no doubt ordered to drop the kids off if he wanted to
borrow the car for his own activity later.

The ten-year-olds were in the house and stuffing their clothes into their
backpacks without any instructions at all.  J.J. said they were going to
his room first to drop his friends stuff off.  He introduced Storm and Toby
to Karl, Pierce, and Robbie making them all instant friends.

I almost rubbed my eyes as I couldn't believe who I was seeing next.
Everett and Mac had arrived.  Surprised the kid could tear himself away
from his business empire in the mall stairwell to attend.  "Welcome to the
party.  Nice to see you here."

Mac's eyes lit up and he gave me a hug.  "Hi Justin.  Everett said we could
come to Blake's without clothes party.  I never been to one before."

"Most people haven't," I said returning the hug.  "But being friends with
Blake means doing lots of unusual things together."

"Where is Blake?"  Everett asked as blunt as always, as he looked around.

"He's here somewhere.  Probably in the backyard being the host.  There's a
lot of guys here already."

"Are James and J.J. here??"  Mac asked.

"They are, and I'm sure they'll be excited to see you," I told him.  "Make
sure you hit the ice cream bar at some point.  I think that'll be your
favorite place in the whole house."

"I will.  So what do we do?"  He asked having released the affectionate
hug.

"You put your clothes in one of those baskets and then just go have fun."

"Just so you know, I'm not here to have sex.  Just to party, and Mac is
still not rentable," he said sternly to me as he pulled off his shirt.

"It's just a party Everett.  No one is here to have sex.  You can relax and
be a teenager today.  I promise you'll have fun if you let yourself."

"I always have fun," he said quickly as the rest of the clothes came off.
"Come on Mac.  Let's go find the guys."

"Bye Justin!" Mac waved as they took off towards the back of the house.  I
like Mac, and I think he could be a good friend for J.J. Now if I could
only figure out how to deal with Everett.  Somewhere in there is a nice
normal teenager.  We just have to dig around and try to find it.  Maybe if
he gets a different job that also pays two or three hundred dollars an
hour, that would help change his personality.

I barely had time to watch them walk away when I heard familiar voices
behind me.  "Looks like someone is happy to see us!"

I turned around to see Cole and Arden arriving hand in hand, with Dimitri
right behind them.  "Hey guys!  Hopefully you're here to party and not just
giving out massages."

"When Blake invites you to a party you don't really want to miss it," Arden
grinned.

"Since when is Blake an influencer who could destroy your reputation if you
piss him off?"  I said as they came further into the house.

"Uhhh...have you seen his social media?  That boy is trending," Cole said,
shaking his head slightly.  "Looks like a ton of people already."

"That's just the ones you can see at the food table.  There's a shit ton
more outside.  I can already see this many boys being more than a handful."

"Hopefully you can party too and not be stuck chaperoning," Dimitri
commented as the guys removed their clothes.  Not like these three are shy,
considering how many times a day they massage people.

"I wouldn't mind a handful of this," Arden said as he reached over and took
a quick feel of my package, lifting it up as if checking the weight.

"Buddy, that's way more than a handful," I smiled.  "Why don't you go say
high to the rest of the guys.  Arden, you may want to stop by the freezer
for an ice pack to put on your dick.  Last thing we need is that thing
getting excited and knocking boys over as you walk around."

"Funny," he smiled, "but true."

He took Cole by the hand and they took off.  It'd been a long time since I
played with them together.  Usually it was just one of them during a
massage, and with those big dicks, I'm surprised I wasn't going for daily
massages.  Shit...ice pack.  Ice pack!

"Thanks for inviting me to the party," Dimitri said as he stood in front of
me.

"Great that you're here.  We haven't got to know each other very well yet,
so hopefully we can rectify that today," I said as I looked down at him.
Cole and Arden were always a lot of fun to play with, and I couldn't
imagine that they hadn't been with Dimitri, considering he worked for them.
I felt a bit jealous, but I probably shouldn't.  I'm guessing that if I
asked, we'd be horizontal together in no time.  I let him take off and
catch up to the other two as I looked around at the activity building
around the food.

I was about to head off to join the main area of the party when a few more
guys arrived, and had to smile when I saw that one of them was Joel.  I
guess the skinny dipping session he had with Blake must have gone well.
Not wanting to be a rude host, I waited for them to come in the door.

"Hey Joel.  Good to see you again," I said with a smile.

"Thanks Justin.  Guys this is one of Blake's Dads, Justin.  These are my
friends Anton, Barrett, and Knox," he said pointing to the guys.

"Welcome.  Have you guys been to one of Blake's parties before?"  I asked,
knowing full well they hadn't.

"No, never.  Sounds totally lit and way wilder than any other party I've
ever been to," Anton replied, looking past me to see the boys still hanging
around on the upper level.  "Damn, he really is throwing a naked party."

"Was there some doubt that he might have been joking about it?" I asked
with a smile.

"Not sure.  I sure know my parents would never let me throw a party like
this, and that's even with clothes," he laughed.

"No shit!"  Barrett said, nodding and smiling.

"What do we do now?"  Knox asked.

"You just enjoy the party.  Take one of those bins there to put your
clothes in.  It'll keep them from getting all mixed up with others."

"We really just walk around naked?"  Anton asked continuing to look around
the house.

"Or you could go swimming, or sit somewhere.  Tons of games and activities
to enjoy.  Up to you," I said just making it sound like we do this sort of
thing every day.  "Joel can show you around the house."

"I brought my own towel in case you guys didn't have enough," Joel said as
he pulled one out of his backpack.

"Considerate of you, but we have tons of towels.  Blake rented a good
supply to make sure he didn't run out," I assured him.

Joel surprised me by being the first one to remove his shirt, which
encouraged his friends to do the same.  They all paused once they were down
to their underwear.  They took that pause to stuff their clothes into their
backpacks instead of the bins.  Joel had his towel in one hand, and used it
strategically to cover himself as he took off the last item of clothing.
The other two weren't quite that reserved, but did keep their hand close to
their crotch just in case.  Blake was right about the three straight boys.
They weren't the definition of cute, but they weren't ugly either.  Just
your average teen boys with average straight boy grooming.  I certainly
wouldn't kick them out of bed though.  I wasn't able to see what Joel had,
but he definitely groomed as he wasn't showing a large bush of hair.  I'm
guessing he was in the `I should have some hair to look older, but not so
much that it's gross,' group.

I pointed them to where they should go and then stayed back to watch them
leave.  Nothing cuter than four smooth bums walking away.  The funniest
part was that they had almost identical tan lines showing that they likely
wore the same type of shorts when outside.  I quickly picked the one I
wanted, but I'm guessing I'd have to line up behind Blake before I'd be
allowed to take him.

Only one parent stopped to ask anything, and it was only what time I
thought the party would be over.  I told him probably by 8 at the latest,
but we'd be happy to run his son home so not to worry.  That seemed to
satisfy him, and that was that for parent interaction, except that he
seemed amused by the whole concept.  I half expected some to come in to see
if it actually was the party as advertised.  Although, I imagine 99% of the
boys didn't tell their parents the fine details of the party.  Just that
Blake was having one.

Once all the guests had seemingly arrived, I did a walk around, finding
Colin, also now without clothes.  He was chatting to Colton and Stone who
had left their front door post.

"Hey guys.  Trying to pick up my husband, eh?"

"We heard he's available," Stone laughed as he reached out to put his arm
around Colin's waist.

"Yeah, he's a bit of a slut.  No idea why I put up with it," I joked.

"Hmmm...are you two sure you know each other?"  Colton teased.  "Did you
guys get a chance to meet Ryan?  He's my cousin and around here somewhere."

"I haven't met him yet.  Justin?"  Colin asked looking at me.

"Nope.  Blake told me he was coming though.  He's 12, if I remember
correctly?"

"Yeah.  He loves visiting our place as he gets to run around naked, so he
was overly excited to know you were having a party where clothes also
weren't required."

"He totally idolizes Colton," Stone revealed.  "Boy watches him intently
and tries to emulate everything he does."

"Everything huh?  Does that include doing you?"

"Everything but that.  He knows we're together, and just accepts it like
most kids his age."

"He just started puberty and was really proud to show my dad that he's
changing."

"He showed your dad?"  Colin laughed.

"Sure.  He's a doctor and Ryan has no problem talking to him about things
he really wants to know.  He even asked when he should start dating, and
does he have to kiss girls with his tongue, because that seemed gross.  My
dad always answers honestly."

"Do you see him around anywhere?"  I asked as we scanned the group.

"Nope.  He's probably set up camp by the food.  The boy is a walking
stomach," Colton laughed.  "Good thing about Ryan is that he makes friends
easily.  He'll probably have 20 new ones by the time we leave tonight."

"As long as he has fun," I nodded.

"We're just gonna go grab some food.  Catch you guys later," Stone said as
he grabbed his boyfriend's hand and they took off.

I put my arm around Colin as we watched the guys running around everywhere.
"Know what I find amazing?"

"That no one has overdosed on sugar yet?"

"No," I laughed.  "I'm sure that's yet to come.  Or at least a huge sugar
crash.  I actually find it amazing when you look around at how the
different aged boys react so differently to this setting.  The little kids,
like the twins and their friends, don't act any different to when they wear
clothes.  They don't care at all.  Then you get up to the J.J.'s and James'
age.  Being naked doesn't bother them at all, but they cautiously check out
the slightly older boys.  Likely to know what to expect when they begin to
change in a year or two.  Then you've got the early teens.  They struggle
with being naked because they've all begun to develop, have over active
hormones, and are self-conscious about whether their bodies compare
favorably to their friends.  Then in the last category are the older teens
and 20's who are a lot more confident and strut around as if showing off."

"You see all that just by standing here watching?"  Colin smirked.

"You can, but I've noticed it over the years, and in a big group dynamic
like this it becomes magnified.  Plus, boys all develop so differently.
Guys you think look nerdy while dressed, seem to have firm bodies and
bigger penises than some that you might consider stunning in clothes.  Take
away their clothes and it sort of balances the scales a little between the
popular and unpopular kids."

"I think there's a lot of truth in that," he agreed.  "But I also think
there's a lot of boys, like you, that are both sexy clothed and naked."

"Aww thanks!" I said leaning against him.  "I know at least two others just
like me too!"

"Isn't that the truth," he laughed.

We did our best to stay clear of the bulk of the boys, and hung out with
the guys that were more our friends than Blake's.  Patrick was doing a
great job on the music and lots of the boys were running up to request
things.  Kurt had moved to looking after the food and keep it stocked.
Colin and I had things ready for the BBQ later, and from the amount of food
we had, you could have fed a Taylor Swift concert.

Pretty much every activity was well attended.  The giant Jenga was getting
lots of attention, mainly to see who they could put beside it and topple
the pile of wood onto.  Sadistic little bastards.  I've seriously gotta try
that.  The slip and slide was very popular, and there had been a small
feature added since it went up.  Several boys stood near the end of it
where it terminated at the pool.  As a boy slid close, they sort of grabbed
him and shoved him faster to ensure he'd hit the water at full speed.
There was more than one incident of the boy hitting someone already in the
pool.  No safety rules here.  It's like a freaking frat house.  The boys
were playing a game of see who can get killed by swimming just in front of
the water curtain.  Another boy would run from the deck and jump or dive
through the downpour and the others would try to get out of his way as he
burst through the curtain.

I ran into North standing by the indoor pool watching the guys play a
version of water polo in teams.  "Looks like Sawyer's fitting in."

"Yeah.  He gets along with almost everyone.  That's why I figured he'd like
this party.  Plus, when I told him about you and Blake, he really wanted to
meet you."

"He's the one that you play with over at your coach's?"  I confirmed.

"Yeah.  Like he said he likes to try things on the fringe."

"Good.  Let him know I want to fuck him before you leave."

"If you can be assertive enough with Sawyer, and maybe offer him something
new to try, I'm sure he'd be into it.  Like he said, he's straight but
adventurous."

"Do you fuck him, or is one of you always the top and the other the
bottom?"

"We switch it up when we're told to."

"Which do you prefer?"

"I prefer getting it, if I'm being honest.  That's something my girlfriend
wouldn't do, and having your prostate stimulated makes the orgasm way more
intense."

I would tell him about vibrating toys, but if I did, he might not need a
big dick up inside him again, and we don't need that.

"When I have to fuck someone, it feels strange as my mind keeps telling me
it should be a pussy.  It's easier to doggy style some guy than go
missionary.  At least I can try to pretend it's a girl."

"And your friend?  Is he the same?"

"No idea, we never talk about it afterward."

"Are you into kissing him?"

"Into it?  No.  Do we do it?  When we're told to.  I think it turns coach
on when we make out with each other.  His favorite thing is to get Sawyer
on his back while I 69 over top of him.  Then coach fucks me and makes
Sawyer play with his balls while he's doing it."

"Shit, that's pretty hot.  We better stop talking about it or I'm gonna be
unable to resist becoming excited.  I see you trimmed and shaved.  Looks
good."

"Yeah, I keep things pretty tidy down there now.  Feels better actually."

I leaned in closer.  "In exactly 30 minutes, you and Sawyer come find me
and I'll have a pretty wicked surprise for both of you.  Which in case you
think I'm leaving you out, means you're going to get fucked today as well."

"Figured," he nodded.  I patted his ass and walked away.  I've never really
been a fan of large asses, but now that I've pounded North's, I'm coming
around to see their appeal.  More bounce per ounce.  We really need to
change a lot of these sayings to match the use of metric.  What goes with
gram?  More ham per gram.  More peter per litre.  Fuck it...let's go with
more cushion for the pushin'.

I found Blake with a group of younger kids, and they appeared to be either
practicing lifting their legs to pee on fire hydrants and trees, or it was
a karate lesson.

"What's going on boys?"  I asked as I approached.  Mac ran up to me
quickly.

"We're learning karate," he replied.  Damn, fire hydrant training would
have been more fun.

"That's good.  It's always nice to know how to defend yourself."

"I know most of you guys, but I don't think I've met you two yet," I said
looking at the boys.

"I'm Atticus and this is Kasen," the one guy replied.

"They're in karate with me.  They're both 12," Blake added filling in the
blanks.  "We're just showing the younger guys some moves."

Well, if it's one thing Blake has it's moves.  "Have fun.  And nice to have
met both of you."

"You know the other guys," Blake said.  "That's Ryan.  He's Colton's
cousin."

"Hey Ryan.  Nice to meet you.  Colton and Stone said you were here.  Are
you enjoying the party?"

"Yeah!  This shit is lit.  I want my next party to be this extra.  I'm
gonna see if Colton would let me have it at his place."

I laughed.  "Glad you're enjoying yourself."  I turned my attention to the
next kid.  "Where's your brother, Mac?"

He shrugged.  "I dunno.  Somewhere."

"Thanks. That narrowed it down," I grinned.  Somewhere is usually easier to
find than nowhere.  Hopefully he's having fun and being a kid.  I was
watching them as J.P. came and stood beside me.

"I'd like to learn one of the martial arts one day," he said casually.

"Yeah, me too.  I'd like it to be one of the ones that really kick ass.
Someone thinks they can take you and the next thing they know, they're on
their back wondering when the five o'clock train from Omaha hit them."

"Omaha?"  J.P. laughed.  "Why not Seattle, or the West Coast Express."

"It's just a saying J.P.  You worn out yet, or still enjoying the party?"

"It's actually a lot of fun.  It's a nice change from one of your parties
where it's all sex all the time.  The boys are just having fun doing all
the activities and seem to have mostly forgotten that they're naked."

"Are you telling me you haven't got laid yet?"  I smirked.

"NO!  I'm not telling you that.  I'm simply saying that it's not the main
focus of Blake's party."

"You bang a regular or someone new?" I asked as I put my arm over his
shoulder.

"Wouldn't you like to know?"  He smirked.

"Uh, yeah!  Duh!  Or I wouldn't have asked."

"He was new to me," he grinned, "but in fairness, he did seem confused as
he called me Justin a lot as I smoked his pole and ripped him a new one."

"And his name was?"  I asked curiously.

"How would I know that?  In the words of Justin, I was fucking him, not
dating him."

"That does sound like me.  Make sure you point him out though so I'm not
surprised when he comes up and asks why I wasn't as good as last time."

"Sorry bro.  He already said I was way better than the first time," he
laughed as he leaned over to kiss my cheek and took off.  Damn it.  Now I'm
never gonna know who I got credit for doing.  Am I allowed to notch my belt
if the guy just thinks it was me?  I didn't have time to contemplate the
ethics of that.

"So what's the surprise?"  North asked as he appeared in front of me,
almost exactly 30 minutes from when I told him to meet me.  Sawyer was
standing beside him.

"You said you're adventurous, Sawyer, so do you feel like an adventure
right now?"

"Sure.  This party is lit.  I'd throw a party like this, but my I don't
think my friends would be into it."

"You just need to age it up.  Throw in alcohol and weed, and even straight
boys will lose their clothes...and inhibitions if you're doing it right.
And let's be honest, once guys get a little crazy, who knows what'll
happen.  Speaking of that, you ready for the surprise?"

"I am," North said quickly.

"Yeah.  Me too," Sawyer added.

"Just so there's no misunderstanding, Sawyer, my intention is to have sex
with you, and really pound that tight little ass."

"I figured that when North talked about you.  You have my consent for
whatever you're planning."

I smiled.  "You might want to rescind that once you see the surprise.  Come
with me.  I think you'll like what I have to show you," I said to them.

"I can already see it...you're naked," North joked.

"I'm sure you'll like what I'm about to show you even more."  I headed off
downstairs to the lower level, where we paused to look at all the cars in
the garage.

"That is my favorite room in your house.  I'd do anything to be able to
drive those all the time," North gushed.

"Anything huh?  Be careful what you offer.  I might spread you out on the
football field and offer your ass up to anyone who wants it."

"Well, maybe not anything," he recanted.

"I might consider that if I got to drive those cars," Sawyer added.

"Well," I said putting my arm around his shoulder, "you have potential
yet."

"Ummm...how do you get all the cars down to the basement?"  Sawyer asked
looking around 360 degrees.

"There's an elevator in the back corner to take them upstairs," I replied.

"How rich do you have to be to have a car elevator in your house?  Fuck
me," he said impressed.

"That's the plan," I grinned as I grabbed a handful of his ass cheek.  "You
can play in there after I show you the surprise.  It might replace the cars
as your favorite room."

"I doubt that," North replied as they followed me to the adult playroom
door, where I entered the code.  We still keep it locked as there are a lot
of things in this room that used incorrectly could cause serious harm.
Last thing you want is a herd of horny 14-year-olds trying out bondage.
Well, it's not the LAST thing.  I'll rephrase.  You don't want a bunch of
14-year-olds to have free reign in the playroom without adult supervision.
I let North enter first.

"Holy fuck.  You have a dungeon?"

I entered behind him and froze.  There were already two people in here
using the sling.

"Sorry.  I didn't know you were coming in here," Troy said as he turned to
look at me.

"It's all good.  Just wanted to show North and Sawyer a few things.  Who
you got there?"  I asked as I moved further in to get a better look.

"Oh shit!!"  The guy tied to the sling said out loud.  "It's not what it
looks like.  Please don't say anything."

North laughed.  "Really dude?  How could it be anything else?  Unless you
think it looks like you're skydiving."

"Hey Knox," I said grinning, as looked at Troy's cock embedded in the boy's
hole.  I wonder if Joel knows his friend is this kinky.  "This is a
surprise.  Do your friends know you're down here?"

"God no!  And please don't tell them.  I've never tried any sex before."

North laughed.  "And you chose this for your first time.  Nice one dude!
From the look of that boner, you're not hating it."

"How did you two end up down here?"  I asked Troy.

"I gave him a blowjob in the foam room, and when he let me slip a finger up
his ass, I sort of figured he might like more, so I brought him down here.
The rest as they say is history."

"You two went from a blowjob and finger, to bondage?  That's quite the leap
even for a gay guy, never mind a straight boy," I laughed.

"So, you're a virgin?" North asked.

"Not anymore he's not," Sawyer chuckled as he moved closer.  "Fuck dude,
you're pretty toned."  As he said it, he ran a hand over Knox's chest.

"He's not wrong about that," I agreed.  "That's a really nice package on
you.  Did he cum yet?"  I asked Troy.

"Not yet.  He was really nervous in the foam room.  He was shaking pretty
badly, so I had to keep stopping to let him calm down.  I thought he might
relax if we were in private.  Once I got him on the sling and tied in, he
took to it like a fish to water.  Never seen a virgin so eager to get a
cock in him."

"I guess you haven't met North then, huh?" I teased.  "Knox, you suck a
cock yet?"

"No.  All I've done is this and get a blowjob," he revealed.  "And the
tongue in my ass thing."

"Rimming.  It's called rimming," Troy informed him.  I reached over and
took a hold of Knox's firm erection and pulled it upright.  It was so
strong that it almost fought back.  It made a nice slapping sound against
his stomach when I let it go.  I gave it a couple strokes before reaching
down to fondle his balls.

"How old are you Knox?"  I asked for the benefit of the other two.

"15.  Just turned 15 last month," he replied.

"Well happy belated birthday.  I guess this is gonna be our gift to you
then.  Is he tight?"  I inquired to Troy.

"Really tight.  Took me a few attempts to get in, but once I was all the
way up his chute, his cock went rock hard, and hasn't gone down since."

"You think he's one of those that can keep going even after he cums, or is
he likely to be a post cum panicker?"

"What's that?"  Knox inquired as I watched North pinching each of Knox's
nipples.  Sawyer was just watching him get fucked.

"Some boys have an orgasm and shoot their loads, then keep going.  Others
nut off and immediately regret what they've done, and can't get out of
there fast enough.  Which type are you?"

"I dunno," he replied.

North took over.  "Dude.  When you whack off and cum, do you stay naked
afterward or get completely dressed?"

"I don't do that," he denied quickly, like most boys his age when being
called out.

North laughed.  "Dude, all guys whack it.  If you don't, you're one strange
kid.  Anyway, how can you be embarrassed about that?  You're currently
getting plowed in front of us.  I'll bet a guy like you is jackin' it five
times a day, ten on weekends."

Knox gave an almost imperceptible shrug.  "Not that much.  Normally I clean
up right away and get dressed so I don't get caught."

"He's a panicker," North declared.

"Guess we'll find out," I shrugged.  "North, why don't you tea bag him?
Let him lick those nuts of yours so he has something to do.  Then once
you're hard, slip that nice mushroom tip between his lips and teach him how
to work it properly.  Just put the tip in though.  He's not going to be
ready for deep throating yet.  Sawyer, get your mouth around his cock, and
work his balls while Troy keeps fucking him."

"Yes, sir," Sawyer replied.  He'd been trained well.

North beamed as he went behind Knox and straddled his head, lowering his
balls onto Knox's mouth.  This is why the British stop for tea.  It's not
the drink so much as the tea bag!  Fuck, I'm hilarious.  Sawyer stood
beside Knox and bent over to take the boy's cock into his mouth next.  They
say you always remember your first time.  Knox is never going to forget
his.  A gang bang on your first time out is impressive by any measure.  I
went behind Troy and pushed my hands between his legs to play with his
balls.

"I love having my balls played with while I'm fucking," Troy announced as
he looked back at me grinning.

"I know," I nodded.  "Once you cum in him, let him have a break while we
tie North and Sawyer up.  I think you might like fucking North's big jock
ass.  Something that size has some wicked bounce to it.  Like fucking a
rubber ball."

"Is he tight as well?"

"He's been used, so it's not like doing a small virgin hole, but he's a
good lay so you won't be disappointed."

"You know I can hear you, right?"  North commented as he looked up from
watching Knox work his balls.

"I said you were a good lay.  Accept the compliment boy," I said staring at
him.

"I'm guessing you've had him a few times already?" Troy grinned.

"Only a couple.  Wanted to make sure he was worth my time."

"Aren't you Blake's quarterback friend from school?"  Troy asked as he
looked North over while he continued fucking Knox.  "You look like you have
the build for it."

"He told you about me?"  North asked, a bit surprised.

"Only that he was friends with you.  Oh, and that you'd shared
girlfriends," he grinned.

"That kid can't keep his mouth shut about anything," I laughed.  "I'm sure
he was supposed to keep that a secret."

"I'm sure he does, but we don't have secrets inside the family.  I mean I
almost lost my load when he said he got to fuck you while you were doing
Sienna, but don't worry, I didn't tell anyone," Troy told him.

"You just told this kid and he goes to my school," North said, staring at
Troy, almost horrified at the reveal.

"Knox?  Don't worry, he won't say anything, will you?"  I asked looking at
him licking North's balls.

North eased back to let him answer.

"No, I won't say anything because I don't want him saying nothing about
this either," he replied before North dropped his nuts back on the guy's
face.

"See.  Mutual respect.  Plus, once Knox sees how much you like being
fucked, I'm sure he won't object if you rode him a few times.  Nothing
hotter to watch than the quarterback bouncing on your cock, while he jerks
off and shoots his load all over you.  Well, I can think of one thing
hotter," I said with a big smile as I watched Sawyer slurping Knox's 6-inch
circumcised cock.  Notice how I casually throw in stats like that.  Helps
me remember for when I put him into my phone.  The guys that really piss me
off are those with massive cocks who insist they only bottom.  What a waste
of a great penis.  They lose a lot of rating when they do that.

"I'm waiting for the time I walk in on North on top of his girlfriend
pounding away in her pussy.  I'd spread his legs and drive right up inside
him, making sure she watched me turn her man into a cum dump," I said
bluntly.

"Please don't ever do that," North almost begged.  "She'd freak out for
sure.  You could do it if I was fucking Sienna.  She'd probably find that
pretty hot."

"Only trouble with Sienna being there is she'd want me to fuck her next," I
said to North, returning to our conversation.  "I'd be the one freaking out
in that scenario."

North moved his balls off Knox's face and pushed the tip of his cock at the
boy's lip.  At first Knox held firm and didn't let him in, so I went around
to assist.  I held Knox's nose until he had no choice but to open his
mouth.  North slipped just the helmet in, and I let go of the nose.

"Knox, never refuse a cock when it's offered.  It's considered rude," I
told him with a smile.  I got no response.  I have a feeling the boy may be
getting first-time sex overload.  I turned my attention back to North.  He
was really a solid built guy.  He was the type that could crush a beer can
in one hand while holding a guy by the throat with the other.  I never
understood why a straight dominant alpha male like this would be submissive
to anyone, but it's more common than you think.  That's something I may
have to ask my psychology professor about.  I think it would make a
fascinating study for a thesis paper.  `Exploring the inner crazy of the
straight male mind, by Justin Masters.'  I'd have to do a lot of research
though.  Could take thousands of hours of domination to get my best
results.  Maybe even hundreds of thousands of hours...

I walked around to pay attention to Sawyer next.  I hadn't focused on him
at all yet.  "How's that cock, Sawyer?  Virgin cocks are usually the
tastiest."

"He's really hard.  Balls are so tight in the sac that they're not even
moving," He replied.

"And what about your cock and balls?"  I inquired as I put my hand
underneath to feel him.  He wasn't hard at all, but his nutsac was drawn up
nice and firm.  I actually prefer the round globe over the hanging sack,
and if I had a selection to choose from, I'd take firm every time, but I'm
not that picky when I'm actually playing with it.

I ran my hands all over his smooth body.  This is what they actually mean
when someone says that they need a feel for the person, in case you were
wondering about that saying as well.  I parted his ass cheeks and looked at
his pink hole.  Didn't look to me like the boy got fucked a lot as it was
still about as pink as a virgin pussy.  "When's the last time you had a
cock deep up inside there?"  I asked as I ran the side of my hand up and
down his crack, getting even a more personal feel for the boy.

"Couple weekends ago.  I don't do it much."

"But you like it right?  Taking a big cock drives you wild, doesn't it?"

"Sometimes it does for sure," he admitted.  "Depends on who's doing it, I
guess.  Some are better than others."

"Then how about we show you some real fun?" I asked, slapping him on the
ass.  I pulled his mouth off Knox's erection and led him over to the big
wooden X over against the wall.  I pushed his back against it and securely
fastened him to it.

"Ever tried bondage?"

"Not anything real.  Let a girl handcuff me once.  Big mistake.  She gave
head like a wood chipper and I couldn't get her to stop.  Dumb bitch almost
wrecked my dick.  At least when a guy gives you head, he understands the
need to watch the teeth."

I reached down and took hold of his cock and gave it a few strokes.  "Yeah,
doing something like bondage, really requires a lot of trust between two
people.  I recommend you know the person before you submit to them.  If
you're the dominant one, then you need to be sure you agree to a safe word,
and that they'll honour it."

"Says the guy I barely know who's tied me to the wall without a safe word,"
he said smiling.

"Guess that's part of the surprise.  That's on you for allowing it.  Now I
could pretty much use you anyway I wanted."

"You couldn't fuck me unless you untie me," he reasoned with a bit of a
smirk.

"True, but you don't need to be conscious for me to fuck you."

I instantly regretted sounding so evil.  His face showed the concern
instantly.

"Sorry, I was just joking.  It's all part of the roleplaying.  If you need
to stop, just say so.  Otherwise, we keep playing until you've had enough.
I do intend to fuck you though, but only if you agree to it."

"I agree to it.  I'm kinda liking this room, and when we're done maybe you
could show me how some of this stuff works?"

"I'd be happy to."

All I really heard was that I was going to be fucking this straight boy a
lot in the future.  Add him to the list. I should sort the guys out though.
The `once is enough' list.  The `would do again if I were bored' list.  The
`gives me a boner every time' list.  And of course, the `I can't get enough
of him and would live in his closet' list.

I leaned in to kiss Sawyer which surprised him, and he just froze, not
returning it.  I stepped back, gave him another couple of strokes and
decided to fancy him up a bit.  I went to the wall and grabbed some stuff.
The first thing I gave him was a studded leather collar.  Might as well
make sure we do this properly to ensure he feels it and can't wait to come
back.  Next, I maneuvered a chest harness onto him, and secured it snugly
to his body.  Now he was beginning to look like a submissive. I tweaked his
nipples a couple times to make them stand out more, and then snapped a
leather cock ring around his package.  Not that he needed it, as he was now
really hard, but it completed the look.  Just for the fun of it I also put
a bit in his mouth and tightened it.  I didn't want the ball gag as I
didn't know how long I was going to keep him like this, and those make your
jaw sore after a while.  Satisfied that he knew who was now in charge of
him, I returned to the sling with the other guys, and joined back in.

"North, go over and keep Sawyer hard.  Blow him, but don't make him cum
yet.  I'll want to see what sort of a load he can produce while I'm fucking
him."

He headed off to do what he'd been told, or in football terms, he went to
run the play.  I turned my attention to Knox, who to my surprise hadn't cum
yet.  Normally the first sex lasts about as long as it takes a hummingbird
to flap its wings five times.  This boy had gone from foam room blowjob to
a sex swing group activity, and was still hard.  I have a feeling nerves
may be preventing him from actually achieving orgasm.  I can fix that.  I
leaned in and gently turned his head to look at me.

"Are you actually having fun, or freaking out a little?"  I asked to make
sure he was alright, but mostly to calm him down.

"I was mostly okay with Troy, but I'm kinda nervous with more people here."

"Would you feel more at ease if I released your hands?"

"A little, I think," he nodded.

I quickly unfastened his hands which now gave him the freedom to move
enough to get his feet out of the straps if he wanted.  "Is that better?"

"Yeah. Thanks.  Please don't say anything to Joel or Blake, or the other
guys.  I'm sure I'm straight, but I was just curious about this stuff."

"Feeding your curiosity is a good thing," I assured him.  "Don't worry,
once Troy is done fucking you, and I've taken you for a second ride, your
secret is safe with us.  Of course, anytime you have further curiosity,
feel free to come back and explore it.  How's it going Troy?  How's that
ass?"

"Fucking tight.  He tensed up when Sawyer sucked him off, which felt
amazing."

I moved along the side of the sling, bent over, and took the boy into my
mouth.  I made sure to use my tongue around his head as I swallowed him.
He gave a low moaning whimper, which only encouraged me further.  I dropped
the full length of his six inches and buried my face in his pubes.  Yes,
he's one of those!  Full bush, no manscaping.  Pubic floss for your teeth.
He moaned louder as I deep throated him.  Guess that's something he'll
remember.  I sucked him a couple times, while playing with his nipples to
add that next layer of stimulation.

"Troy, let's get this boy to cum so we can move to the jock next.  Fuck him
harder while I suck him off.  He's got a super tasty cock, and I want to
see if his load is as sweet."

"You're sharing that load, right?"  Troy asked as he grabbed Knox by the
thighs to prepare for a proper finale to this first fuck.

"Duh!  Sweet virgin cum.  Keeps you young.  I mean neither of us look 40,
do we?"

"Good thing, considering I'm only 20," he laughed.

I went fully down on Knox and worked his shaft like a stripper works a
pole.  He got the full benefit of tongue and suction experience, while Troy
hammered his ass.  Knox was whimpering and squirming all over the place.
He was either enjoying himself a great deal, or was having a seizure.  Both
give him added sensations, so I'm fine with either.

Suddenly he cried out.  "I think I'm gonna cum!"

"You think?" Troy asked.  "You mean you don't know?"

"I am.  I'm cumming!!!" he said before grunting loudly and flooding my
mouth with his sweet delicious virgin cum.  Not sure if that's a thing, but
the thought of it just made it taste sweeter.  They say a boy's cum is way
sweeter than an adult, but I figure it's because boys eat so much junk food
and aren't really into asparagus or broccoli, which makes the cum a little
more bitter.  I wanted to gulp it down greedily, but I held some back as I
promised I'd share.  Once I squeezed the last remnants from his ejaculation
tube...his penis...I stood up and moved beside Troy and grabbed his head to
shove my tongue down his throat.  He moaned and tongue wrestled me as he
fucked Knox even harder.

"Oh yeah.  Here cums your ass's first jizz tsunami!"  Troy exclaimed as he
thrust hard inside Knox and held on.

I reached around to run a finger down his ass and tap his starfish to help
stimulate his climax.  He cried out in ecstasy, probably from my finger,
and I could almost hear the splashing happening inside Knox's hole.

"Whoooo!" Troy sighed as he came down from his orgasm.  "That was intense.
I'm gonna want to fuck you again.  You're a pretty sweet lay," he said
complimenting the boy as he slowly pulled out.  I love watching that, so I
made sure I remained in my front row seat.

"Jizz tsunami?"  I said giving him an amused look.

"What?  Thought that sounded better than `ready or not, here I cum!'"

"I think you'd be mixing up your games on that one," I teased.

"Okay, my turn to try that ass.  Troy, go tie North down onto the sawhorse
and get his ass ready."

"Not sure I have anything left to fuck him."

"By the time you get him secured and play with his big ass, you'll be horny
again."  I think it'll look hot with Troy on his knees, half his head
vanishing between those big cheeks while tonguing the jock's hole.  "North,
stop playing with Sawyer's cock and go with Troy to the sawhorse.  He's
gonna use that huge ass of yours."

"Yes, sir," he replied as he stood up and headed to the sawhorse.  Troy
moved to join him.

"Did you enjoy your first fuck?"  I asked Knox as I got between his legs
and ran my hands up and down his taught firm body.  The abs were well
defined, and his quarter size nipples were a perfect look on his lean
frame.  Except for the wild growth of pubes and some pit hair, he was as
smooth as glass.  Next time we play with him, and there will be a next
time, he's being trimmed, even if I have to blackmail him to get him back
on the sling.  Just kidding...I wouldn't trim, I'd shave him smooth.

"I never thought it would feel like that.  I'm sorry I came in your mouth.
I didn't mean to."

"It's all good.  We wanted to taste you, and now we have.  Are you right or
left-handed?"

"Right," he replied.

"Good.  Put your left hand in the strap above you and I want to watch you
jerk off while I fuck you.  My cock is a lot bigger than Troy's, no offense
to Troy, so you're gonna feel it more.  Let me know if it's in too deep."

"I'm not sure I can do it again.  I already came," he said looking at me.

"You can go again.  You're 15," I said as I put some additional lube on his
hole as I got myself prepared as well.  His ass didn't really need any as
Troy's cum was leaking out of him, indicating he was plenty lubed already.

"Okay," he said, giving me a nervous uncertain look.  "Is it gonna hurt?"

"Did Troy's cock hurt?"

"A bit at first as I didn't know what to do when he was trying to get into
my ass.  Then he explained the relaxing and breathing thing.  After that it
felt better."

"I think you'll find it about the same as I fuck you, but once I'm in, I'll
let you get used to me before I really fuck you and add my cum to Troy's."

I moved around to his shoulder so I could help him put his left hand in the
strap, but I didn't tie him into it.  I couldn't help but run my hand over
his face and shove my finger in his mouth.  I smiled as his tongue
immediately greeted it and began to suck.  There are two types of boys.
Those who had a soother as a kid, and those that haven't.  The strength of
his suction clearly indicated he was a soother kid.  Probably until he was
10 from the feel of it.  You have to wean them off the soothers before
puberty to make room for the dicks they're gonna suck.

"Wow!  With suction like that, you're gonna please a lot of guys," I said
as I pulled my finger out.  I leaned down so that our faces were close
together, and I let my eyes dart all over his face.  He had good features,
not rugged like North, and not feminine like a Thai lady boy, just
symmetrically intriguing.  He had boyish features like the button nose and
expressive eyes, but the chin and mouth of someone changing into a man.  I
leaned in to kiss him, and at first, he resisted, until I pushed my tongue
into his mouth, and his natural instinct took over.  He wasn't as good at
kissing as he was at finger sucking, but not everyone can be perfect at
everything.  A weekend at Bare Island with him should improve almost all
his skills.  And being on the island, no one could hear him screaming if I
fuck him too hard, or too often.  I know what that sounds like, but it's
not rape.  I'd absolutely be consenting to it.

"Time to fuck you," I announced as I stood up.  I glanced over at Troy who
was working to secure all the straps around North.  He wouldn't be going
anywhere once Troy was finished.

I shoved a couple fingers into his ass as I wanted to see just how tight he
really was.  I wasn't disappointed.  I could feel Troy's cum as I got
deeper and it made for a nice slick entry.  I worked the hole to ensure I
had him thoroughly coated in cum and lube.  When I was satisfied he was
well prepped, I pulled my fingers out.  I noticed that his erection hadn't
returned yet after his orgasm, which was fine as it gave me a chance to
check out his cock in his relaxed state.  It was a decent piece of meat
that wouldn't embarrass him while naked.  It'll look even better once I get
him manscaped properly.  I rubbed some extra lube on his cock as I worked
it a little to plump it up.  Once I removed my hand and began to aim my own
cock at his virgin adjacent entry hole, Knox got the message and began to
play with himself.

"Here we go baby!"  I announced as I began to push into him, getting the
expected resistance at his entrance.

"Ohhhh, fuck you're big," Knox announced as his face showed the tension in
his body.

"Just remember to relax.  Push out and keep breathing," I said calmly.
"Like I said, I'm bigger than Troy, so getting in is gonna be a bit
tougher, and may hurt a bit more at first."  I poured more lube down his
ass and onto my cock as I eased back slightly before pressing forward
again.  He jumped a mile as my cock speared through his sphincter and was
pulled inside.  Well, I say a mile, but since I have no idea how far that
it, it's just a saying mostly.  I mean how far could he go, strapped in the
sling like that?  "You okay?" I asked as I watched his face while he tried
to breathe through it.

"Just give me a minute.  This hurts a lot more than before," he said
breathing heavily.

"That's to be expected a bit.  My cock is pretty big and your ass will
still be a little sore from Troy's fuck.  You're not used to it yet.  By
the time you've practiced, it'll get easier each time you do it.  Get your
friends to fuck you.  Once in the morning and once at night should do it.
You don't want to over do it and look like a slut."

"No worries about that.  No way I'd tell my friends about any of this," he
replied quickly.

"Not even Joel?  That is one seriously cute guy.  If I were in your school,
I'd be hitting that daily.  I'm thinking he'd be a good boyfriend."

"I'm not gay, so I wouldn't want a boyfriend.  Anyway, Joel wants Blake.
He won't shut up about it."

I laughed as I pushed my cock in as deep as I could go, and watched Knox
struggling to accept it.  Always makes you feel good to know a boy
appreciates just how big you are.  "Joel and Blake are good together.  I
mean they even look alike."

"I know, right," Knox grinned.  "If you didn't know better, you'd think
they were brothers."

Oh no.  Please don't say that.  Last time I thought someone looked like
Blake we ended up with J.J.  "That's true.  Personally I think they're cute
together, but I can't see them ever being boyfriends.  Joel is pretty
traditional.  He only wants a monogamous relationship with someone he
really knows and understands.  Blake likes variety and would only ever date
someone he'd had sex with.  He subscribes to the thinking that if the sex
is no good, why bother going any further with a relationship."

"So could you and I end up being friends?"  He asked staring at me as I
held his thighs and fucked him faster. Fun fact about a sling.  You can
just stand there and push the boy back and forth, or you can keep him
firmly in place while you rock back and forth.  Dealer's choice.

"Once I've cum inside you, we'd be well on our way to being friends.  If
Joel ever learns to loosen up about sex, he could have Blake in bed
whenever he wanted."

"Do you think he knows that?"

"I'm guessing they've talked enough that Joel would know how sexual Blake
is, but no idea if he likes Blake enough to change his opinion about
monogamy.  What about you?  If you had a boyfriend or girlfriend, would you
be open to sex with others?"

"I dunno.  I guess it's never presented itself before, but I'm having sex
with four of you right now, so I think I'd be okay with it.  Guess I'd know
when I was in an actual relationship," Knox reasoned.

I began properly fucking him, making sure to run my hands over his legs,
chest, and stomach.  The sensations make his brain focus a little less on
having his ass railed.  The faster I got, the faster Knox jerked himself
off and the more intense his breathing became.  I wanted to give him a
pounding he'd remember, but I also wanted to empty my balls deep inside the
boy, and was having trouble holding back.  His eyes flew wide open and he
gave a small high squeak, and a pant, as he shot his second load.  I
grabbed his thighs tighter and increased speed to hammer the hell out of
him while he was climaxing.  I let myself go and shot a full load deep into
him.  I could picture it pumping in there like gas into your car.  I
watched his facial expressions as he came down from the orgasm and he went
from overwhelming pleasure to `god, what am I doing?'  I gently pulled out
and let his ass close up as my mushroom head finally exited his tight,
devirginized ass.

I eased his feet out of the strap and helped him lower his legs down.

"Whew!  That was intense.  Is sex always like that?"

"No," I laughed.  "This was just a quick fuck.  Normally it's more
personal," I said casually, more to make it seem like it was no big deal.
"I mean once you spend an entire night in bed having sex, you'll understand
how fun it is.  From undressing each other to kissing, and then exploring
bodies.  Fucking is usually the final act.  Considering that was your first
time doing anything, it was pretty impressive."

"Did I do okay?"

Troy responded to that first as he took a break from eating North's ass.
He'd been so quiet; I almost forgot those guys were over there.  Troy's
whole head almost disappeared between North's ass cheeks.  I mean that's a
bit of an exaggeration, but the smile on Troy's face showed he didn't care.
"You were awesome dude!  Tightest ass I've fucked in ages.  Not many guys
can take pole on their first time out."

Knox grinned at the compliment.  I wonder how he'll handle a double fuck?
I'll plan for that next weekend.

"Let's go over and take a look at Sawyer."  I helped Knox steady himself as
he was still feeling the effects of his fist couple of shaftings.  He
arrived a virgin and goes home having been in a gangbang bondage session.
Not a bad day's work if you ask me.  I'm betting once he's had time to
process it all, he may just hit on Joel so he can get something back inside
him.

We moved over to Sawyer, still where we'd left him; tied to the X frame.
He'd lost his erection but it quickly returned once we got started.  I had
Knox lean in and lick each one of Sawyer's nipples, before pushing him to
his knees.  I joined him and showed him how to explore a penis properly.
That always includes some ball fondling and sucking, followed by shaft and
head licking to get the guy excited.  Then, once you get the pre-cum
flowing, it's time for the main event.

"When you take a cock in your mouth, make sure your lips are over your
teeth so you aren't scraping him.  Most guys don't like their peckers
shredded.  Then go as far as you can before stopping.  It'll take some work
before you can deep throat him, but that comes with practice.  If you feel
like you're gagging, just pull back and take a deep breath.  Once you get
into it, you can time the breathing with the blowjob and keep going.
Eventually you'll train your throat to accept cock and not gag at it.
Combine that with breathing properly and you're swallowing nine inchers in
no time," I said starting the tutorial.

"That seems like a lot of instructions for a blowjob," Knox reasoned.  "I
thought you just put it in and sucked on it."

"That's the difference between newbies and Olympic calibre cocksucking.
You want to go for gold buddy.  Actually in this case you're going for
white.  The white cum!"  I chuckled as I pulled Sawyer's penis down and
eased Knox's head towards it.

He took the penis cautiously and began working it.  I helped by rubbing
Knox's back and slipping a finger down his ass crack to keep him motivated.
I also leaned in to suck Sawyer's balls and provide assistance to Knox.  At
one point, I pulled the firm penis out of Knox's mouth and showed him how
it was done.  I swallowed the thing all the way down to the base and held
it there for a few seconds until I felt my eyes watering.  Once I pulled
back, Knox's eyes were wider than before.

"I can't believe you took the whole thing," Knox exclaimed.

"Like I said, with practice you can really get into it, or in this case,
onto it.  The deeper you can go, the more the guy will enjoy it, and the
faster you can make him cum.  I'd show you, but we don't want Sawyer
busting one out just yet.  I know you said this was your first time being
fucked, but have you actually fucked anyone yourself yet?"

"You mean like another boy?  No," he replied shaking his head.

"Have you fucked a girl?" I asked trying not to sound surprised.

"No.  Haven't done that either," he admitted a little quieter than his
quick authoritative answer about boys.

"Well let's get that corrected right now.  Stand up and help me untie
Sawyer.  We'll take him over to the other two and bang out a couple
rounds."

"You mean you want me to fuck him?  I dunno if I'd wanna do that," he said
as we both stood up, leaving Sawyer's strong erection begging for more
attention.

"You want that.  Trust me.  Plus, I really want to see that virgin cock get
some action.  Once you see it disappear inside someone, you'll know why sex
is such a big deal."

As we let Sawyer's arms down, he shook them slightly.  "I think all the
blood drained out of my arms; they feel numb."

"Yeah, sometimes you get those pins and needles things when the blood
rushed back.  Try being strapped upside down and your whole lower half goes
numb.  Unfortunately, it gives you a headache as well though.  You should
try it one day.  Hang upside down until you can't feel your legs and let
someone fuck you as soon as you get down.  Wild sensation as you're numb to
start, and then blood rushed back to your butt and legs."

We took Sawyer over to the sawhorse where North was strapped down.  I bent
him over North's back at a 90-degree angle.  As soon as we had him in
place, I showed Knox how to finger lube into someone, using his fingers to
do it.  He made the usual newbie comments about how the inside of the ass
felt all wet and slippery.  As he explored, I coated his penis thoroughly,
which quickly returned it back to an erect state.  Before he could object
or think it through further, I grabbed the hard penis and guided him inside
the freshly lube holed, giving him instructions on how to go slow until the
ass sucked him in.  We both watched it happen, and he gave a small intake
of air at the feeling of entering someone for the first time.  I wish you
could market that feeling.  You'd make trillions.

"Now just do what comes naturally.  Hold his hips and fuck him." I watched
for a few seconds, standing to the side rubbing Sawyer's smooth muscular
back.

"How about a grand finale?"  I asked Troy.

"Sounds good to me.  I already came in North like five minutes ago, but his
ass is so incredible I don't wanna stop."

"Release North and let's get his cock in Sawyer's mouth."

"And what are we gonna do?  Watch?"  Troy said with a grin as we began
unfastening North.

"I'm thinking we go full conga line?  I fuck Sawyer as I haven't been in
there yet.  Knox fucks me.  You enter Knox, and North slides up inside you.
We stay like that until everyone cums."

"Sounds like a plan to me," I nodded as we shuffled North out from under
Sawyer, making sure we didn't disrupt Knox's first fuck.  I moved up beside
the boy and watched him going in and out.  "Don't be afraid to use your
whole cock when you fuck.  A rookie error is only to use part of it.  Slam
hard to get all the way in and then pull back until you feel the tip of
your penis pulling at the inner edge of the sphincter.  That'll feel better
for both of you."

He nodded and changed his strokes.  I turned his head so he was looking at
me (instead of watching himself fuck), then moved in to kiss him while I
rubbed his ass.  You really have to give the boy amazing sex on his first
time out so he has a bench mark for all other sex to follow.  Knox is
likely to be extremely disappointed with the first person he gets into bed.
He's gonna expect all this awesomeness and end up with someone with only
basic skills.

"Okay, let's get you to stop and we'll all switch places.  I'm going to
fuck Sawyer next and you'll be inside me.  Troy is going to fuck you again,
while as North does him."

"All at the same time?" He asked wide-eyed.

"All at the same time," I nodded as we all got into position.  It doesn't
take five horny boys long to get their dicks into something and we began to
fuck.  It was awkward, but moving slowly, we did it.  Now, even if Knox did
tell all his friends what he'd done, no one would believe him.  Try it.
Explain to your friends that you, a straight boy, had sex with four other
guys, two of whom were also straight and that you'd all fucked in at once.
They'd call you a bullshitter.  Probably after they told how perverted that
was.

"How's it going, Knox.  You cum in me yet?"  I inquired as I blissfully
rocked back and forth between two of the straight boys.

"Not, but you were right, fucking is way awesome!!" Knox announced.  Good
thing we'd made him cum earlier so he'd have more staying power for his
first topping experience.  I was enjoying Sawyer's ass so much; I almost
came first.  That would be a reputation killer considering we had three
straight boys in the room, one of whom had no sex experience until 30
minutes ago.  I'm genuinely shocked that he's lasting as long as he is.
Most straight boys you get to have gay sex cum, and then bolt so fast
they're just a blur as they head out the door.

Knox was the first to announce his orgasm, which led to North unloading in
Troy next.  It took another couple minutes before Troy and I achieved our
orgasms.  It was a photo finish as to who came first between us, but if we
review the ultrasound video of the event, we'll know for sure.  This is
when you need Superman with his x-ray vision to join you.

When we all separated from each other, Troy smiled and looked at Sawyer.
"Guess we can't let you be the only one who didn't cum."

We stood Sawyer up and turned him around.  Troy and I both got to our knees
and sucked him off together until he achieved his goal, assisted by a
fingering of his ass and some nipple stimulation.  One by one the guys
cleaned up in the shower, as the last thing you need at a naked party is
for them to be walking around with cum dripping down their legs.

"I can't believe that I got to see the quarterback taking a cock.  That was
epic!"  Knox commented as conversations began.

"And quarterbacks don't like a good fuck?" I said putting my arm around his
shoulder.  "Dude, you ever been to a game?  It's like the entire team is
desperate for sex.  They bend over, sticking their asses up begging for the
quarterback to choose one.  He even feels them up just before they hand
over the ball.  Then the tackling and cute tight pants.  I've never been in
a locker room after a game, but I'll bet the showers are orgy central for
an hour."

"They're not," North said definitively from the shower where he was washing
his ass thoroughly.  I think he used the whole bar of soap.  "It's just a
bunch of straight guys having a shower to wash off the sweat of the game."

"A bunch of guys in a shower together.  Sounds straight to me," I teased.
"Troy, you ever been in the locker room after a game?"

"Once.  North's right.  Just a bunch of guys all trying to out-straight
each other while their testosterone and adrenaline levels return to normal.
It's like they don't even know they're naked while they shower."

"Told you," North commented.  "And we're keeping what we just did here to
ourselves, right Knox?"  He warned.

"Of course.  I wouldn't want my friends knowing what I did anymore than you
do."

"I'm actually hoping to collect the entire football set.  I've sacked the
quarterback, now on to the tight ends and running backs.  Usually once you
open up the tight end, they turn into running backs.  Running backs for
more!" I said laughing at my own joke.  "You save the wide receivers until
last.  Sloppy holes can wait."

"Yeah, never seeing football the same again," North said shaking his head
as he got out of the shower to make room for Sawyer, who'd been the
quietest by far.  Maybe we'd fucked him so deep that we'd hit his vocal
cords.

"I think football players are the extra horny guys anyway.  Since they
can't get as much sex as they'd like, they use football to get out all the
aggression.  I'm sure they have pretty wild parties," Troy commented.

North gave a small laugh.  "Now those DO happen.  We get partying with the
girls and you know how it is, but guy with girls, not guys with guys."

"Girls with girls?"  I inquired.

"Sure, sometimes.  That's usually the type of dare that gets it started.
Two girls kiss, the guys get horny and next thing you know sex breaks out."

"Guys with guys?"  I added.

"Never," North said back.

"If girls with girls is so hot, then guys with guys should be just as hot,
especially for the girls," Troy responded, with me nodding my agreement.

"Maybe, but guys just aren't into that."

"Says the guy who was tied down while being fucked," Troy smirked.  "I
think if straight boys got over their perceived phobias, they'd enjoy sex
with another guy as much as they enjoy seeing two girls.  Once you learn to
enjoy your prostate, you find you want it more often."

"That's true," Sawyer said, finally speaking up.  "I hated it the first
time, but then my ass got itchy for more and more.  Not a fan of the other
stuff like kissing or sucking cock, or fucking a guy, but I'll take a dick
anytime."

"What's the biggest you've had?"  North asked.

"How big are you, Justin?" Sawyer inquired.

"Eight and a half," I replied.

"Then that," he said to North.

I really think we need a new definition of a straight boy, especially for
one who will go gay because they're horny.  Maybe cumsexual, or
whynotsexual.  We'll work on it and get it added to the LGBTQ2IA+, since it
apparently needs even more fucking letters.

Questions...why the fuck is `A' there?  If it stands for asexual...meaning
no sex.  How is that part of the gay culture?  It's the opposite of that.
I respect their right to be asexual, who wouldn't, but why is it included
in the gay community?  If they want to be shown they support our community,
then thank you.  Doesn't mean you get a letter in the acronym because of
it.  Same goes for those that say the `A' mean Ally.  Again, thank you but
why do you think you deserve a letter in the acronym?  Like I doubt they'd
put G in Black Lives Matter just because I support their cause.  BLMG!!
Then we have that ridiculous plus (+) sign. That stands for anyone one else
who falls outside of the other categories.  Who the fuck is left?  By
putting in a simple plus sign, you've effectively eliminated the need for
all the other letters.  If the plus is for `everyone else' then why have
the community in the first place, or just have the `plus' community that
welcomes everyone.  Now we're talking inclusive.

And as if letters weren't enough, we have to throw in a 2?  Really?  This
is why racism will never end.  The 2 means two-spirit. Referring to the
Indigenous community.  Excellent.  Now why the fuck does that need to be
separated out?  If they're gay, bisexual, lesbian, or transgender, they're
already included.  Stop breaking out colours and races in a large, already
inclusive, group.  If you're indigenous, black, brown, or any other race,
etc., there is nothing wrong with being proud of that, but singling
yourself out in this situation IS NOT considered inclusive.

The same as the new black and brown stripes on a rainbow flag.  Fuck off
and well, FUCK OFF.  The rainbow flag is supposed to mean all inclusive as
in everything under the rainbow.  Not everything under the rainbow and oh,
black and brown people too.  Guess what, you're already included UNDER the
FUCKING rainbow.  If you're gonna put those two extra stripes, then by
their absolute inclusion thinking, it needs a white stripe too.  It's goes
back to my thought on why racism will never end.  If gay, black,
indigenous, and even women, can all have groups to be proud of who they are
and identify with like-minded people, then why can't straight white men?
Try setting up THAT group and you're labelled a white supremist.  So why
aren't the others `supremists' too?  Look, it's simple, accept people for
who they are.  Trans, straight, brown, physically challenged, Vulcan,
etc. (Maybe not Borg...although resisting them may be futile).  Accept that
people are different in many many many uncountable ways and let's just have
a 7 billion person group hug and work on making like better.  Jesus, it's
that fucking simple.

Speaking of that I'm going a LGBTQ2IA+CPBMAMtUSHABdAgWvaS (Catholic,
Protestant, Baptist, Muslim, Anglican, Methodist, Unitarian, Sheik, Hindu,
Atheist, Buddist, Agnostic, War Veteran Amputee, Snowboarder) rally
downtown.  Get my point?  Fucking stop it!!  It's basically a people
meeting at this point.  I'm exhausted.  Now what was I doing?

"We should get back to the party before others get jealous that we're
having more fun than they are.  You guys go ahead and I'll just clean up in
here for a minute."

The three straight boys took off.

"You want some help?"  Troy asked as he came over to me.

"No.  Nothing really to clean up.  Figured we'd just give them some space.
Nice job getting Knox.  Didn't expect that."

"Me neither.  Took me by surprise.  But when I made a move to hold his cock
and he responded, I figured I'd see how far I could go before he reached
his limit.  Guess we know he doesn't have one."

"He does.  It's Joel.  Strange, considering they're best friends.  He could
be getting laid every day if he wanted."

"Sounds more like Joel is the one who needs encouragement," Troy suggested
as I pulled him into a hug which he reciprocated.

"He has it.  He's friends with Blake."

"True.  How long you think it'll take for that hook up to happen?" He
asked.

"Normally, I'd have already lost that bet but I'm actually proud of Blake
for letting Joel move at his own speed."

Troy smiled.  "Well, at least Joel showed up at the party.  Maybe that will
move the needle a bit.  Joel's even cuter without clothes.  Wonder if he'd
like to check out the foam room with me."

I just shook my head.  "I wouldn't go there if I were you.  Blake would
never speak to you again."

"That's for sure.  Once Blake takes him though, I call dibs on seconds,"
Troy said quickly.

"Oh, you're way down that list," I said pushing him away playfully.  "Once
Blake has had him, I'm next, followed by Darcy and Layne.  I'll add your
name to the VIP list after Layne."

"That seems a long way down.  Guess I should go first then," he joked.
"I'm gonna go back up and see what else is happening.  You joining me?"

"If for no other reason than to stop you from taking Joel into the foam
room," I said patting him on the back.

I put away the lube and dropped towels in hamper.  I'd have to remember to
retrieve them later as the cleaning staff doesn't have access to this room.
We want them cleaning, not lying around on the sling mixing with other
help.  A pool boy, gardener, and house cleaner go into a sling
room...wonder what the punch line will be?

I was barely back on the main floor, having stopped to talk to Jason, when
two young boys around Travis and Trevor's age ran up and stood in front of
Jason and I.  "Hi!"

"Hey guys," I replied.  "Having fun?"

"Tons.  This is like the best party ever in the whole world!"  One boy
replied.

"It's even bester because we can have all the ice cream we want, and don't
gotta worry about getting it on our clothes," the other said with a bit of
a giggle.  I'm pretty sure he was staring right at our junk, which at their
age is eye level anyway, so you couldn't blame him.

"Are you friends with Trevor and Travis?"  I asked, with Jason nodding.

"Yes, we're twins too," one replied.

"You are?" I asked amused as they looked nothing alike, considering one was
a black and the other white.

"Yep," the second kid said as he put his arm around his buddy's shoulder.
"We're both brothers, and we're the same age, and live together."

"And that makes you twins?"  I asked to be sure.

"Yep.  Just like Travis and Trevor.  We gotta go get more ice cream, so see
ya!"

And just like that the `twins' took off.

"I hope I remember which is which," I said looking at Jason.  "I hate
mixing twins up when I meet them again."

"I know the feeling.  It's like a dagger to the balls when someone calls me
Justin."

"First, ow!  And second, you WISH you were me.  You'd have Colin!"

He laughed.  "You forget.  I had Colin first."

"And yet you gave him up pretending to be me, so you could get Alex."

"I'm lost.  I have no idea where this conversation is going," he admitted.

"Me neither.  So do those two really think they're twins?"

"No idea.  I've heard them say it before, so I'm guessing they might,
although they may not totally understand the definition of a twin."

"Ya think?" I laughed.  "You know what I think is cute before puberty kicks
in and hormones infect the brain like a tumor?"

"No," he laughed, "what's cute?"

"How few hang-ups little kids have.  I mean if you look at the younger
kids, like those three over there," I said pointing to the boys lying
together on a big blanket.  "One kid is lying with his head on the others
chest while his buddy is quite comfortable lying right up against both of
them.  Just three kids totally comfortable as friends.  Not a sexual
thought in their head, or any idea that someone might think they're `gay'."

"Yeah, It's like that with Travis, Trevor, and James.  I wish they'd never
lose that."

"We never did," I pointed out.

He turned to stare at me.  "Right.  When you lie with someone you ONLY have
sexual thoughts.  It's like your brain was replaced exclusively with
hormones."

I just shrugged.  How could you actually argue with that?  "So anyway,
where are your kids?"

"The twins are on the slip and slide with Alex, and James has been hanging
out with all the other kids his age.  It's like they've created their own
little gang who move around together as one.  Just watching them, it's
interesting to see how kids form into the various groups.  Some branch out
to meet others and make new friends, while many just stick with those they
know."

"All I know is that they never stop moving or eating," I laughed.

"I had one weird kid come up to say that he liked the party, and he'd
decided it'd be okay if his brother wanted to come over and hang out with
James & J.J.  But he still wasn't for rent."

"Everett," I smiled. "Looking out for his kid brother."

"Why would he think we'd want to rent him?"

"Because he's a little hustler," I replied without giving further details.

Sounds like it," he nodded.

We headed off to circulate again, and to make sure no one was doing
anything they shouldn't.  I don't really know what would be on that list
exactly, but I circulated anyway.

"Hey guys!" I said as I approached Blake, Joel, and his three friends
sitting on the large pillows near the pool.  "So, Knox.  Did you tell the
guys your news?"

"What news?"  Knox asked looking at me confused, or in a panic.  I can't
tell with teens this age.  They always look guilty of something, even when
they're not.

"About North.  When you two were downstairs," I said throwing my evil side
out there to join the party.

"I wasn't," he said quickly.

"Sorry, I thought he said you and he were talking about you joining the
football team, and he was offering to help you," I grinned, getting what I
think were `stop that' eyes.

"Oh, well yeah, but it was just like a casual talk.  Nothing serious," he
said showing signs of relief.  I'm not done yet though.

"Mmmm, I think you'd be good at football.  You certainly have a nice toned
build for it, or do you think it'll be too hard?  Maybe take too much time,
and require you to be tied down too much?"

"No," he said giving me new eyes.  The `please don't say anything more'
ones.  "I was just exploring the idea."

"I guess you never know what's going to give you a boner until you try it.
Some guys love football, some don't.  You either like dressing in tight
spandex while guys tackle you and slap your ass, while you work on ball
handling, or you don't."

Barrett laughed.  "Nice.  Now no one will want to play football."

"Speaking of things getting you excited, are you happy or sad that there
are no girls here?"  I asked, mainly to see reactions.

"Sad, but mostly okay with it," Barrett replied.

"I'd like girls to be here, but I'd want to be dressed.  It's okay if
they're naked, `cause they don't get erections to embarrass them," Knox
added.

"I'm not the one who'd be embarrassed when I get a boner.  It's the other
guys that should worry," Anton bragged.

"Dude, we're all naked.  You're no bigger than any of us," Barrett
challenged.  "If anything, I'd say Knox was bigger, considering how it
looks when it's soft."

He wasn't wrong.  Knox was easily an inch longer than they were as we sat
clearly visible to each other.  Hard, he was an average six with normal
girth, but I'm guessing they're all just as tasty.  I'll let you know later
when I've tried them all.

"It's not the limp size that counts.  I'll bet I'm bigger than all of you
when I'm hard," Anton said, continuing to boast confidently.

"Dude, we're not going to throw wood so we can compare," Knox said quickly
to ensure he stopped things before they got going.

"We could measure in private, and just tell our size," Anton suggested.

"Like we'd trust you to tell the truth.  I'm still not even sure your name
is Anton," Joel laughed.

"So, we take a witness with us," he shrugged.

"No way I'm watching you measure your boner," Joel said quickly.

"Aren't you gay?  Isn't checking out boners like your thing?"  Barrett
challenged.

"Not checking out yours," Joel said quickly.  "We're friends.  That would
just be gross."

"But checking out some stranger's hard cock wouldn't?"  Anton frowned.

"No.  I'd probably never see them again, but I see you guys every day, so
it'd be weird."

"Blake you're omnisexual; do you check out boners?"

They seriously know what omnisexual is?  I had to look it up the first time
I heard the term.  Still think it means bisexual, but who am I to say what
someone is.  Just get that translation app up and running so I can keep up
with all the changes.  I heard someone refer to themselves as a fluid
semibisexual, or pan-romantic asexual.  WTF???  I'm thinking we're getting
carried away with too many categories.  You'll need to take a course in it
soon to even know what people are saying anymore.  Straight fire!  I mean I
know the tea is that some people are lit enough to be super woke, but the
shade some throw at others for not knowing is so extra.  They're so salty.
I can't even!  Big Yikes.  Throw in a Yeet, Fleek and `Bye, Felicia', and
you get the idea...boomer.

"If they're there, I check them out," Blake admitted.  "I don't yank some
dude's pants down, and jerk him off to see what he's packin'.  Well, not
unless he's cute.  You guys are safe."

"Asshole!"  Barrett laughed.  "If I played on your team, I'd be the best
you ever had."

"Dude, if you played on my team, you wouldn't be the best I'd had in the
past hour," Blake rebutted.

Knox gave a loud laugh.  "Another sick burn by Blake.  Dude!!  What would
your girlfriend say about that, Blake?"

"She'd be totally into it.  That's why I didn't invite her to the party.
She'd see so many naked guys, that' I'd have to hold her back, or she'd
wanna screw all of them."

"You're that bad in bed, huh?"  Barrett laughed.

"No.  She just likes kinky stuff.  Especially group action."

"What kinda group action?"  Knox asked.  "Like two girls and a guy stuff?"

"I don't think she cares.  I know one of her favorite things is with two
guys and her.  She loves to watch me make out with another guy, while she
moves around playing with both of us."

"I call bullshit," Anton said.  "No way you're doing that kinda shit at our
age.  Even porn stars don't do that much."

Blake shrugged.  "Hey, it doesn't matter to me whether you believe me or
not.  I just know what she's like.  When she's around, sex will always be
on the menu, and I'm going for the all you can eat table."

"Come on Blake.  Are you bullshitting?  You'd seriously let some guy do you
while you're having sex with your girlfriend?"  Barrett asked seriously.

"Guy, girl.  One of her equally kinky friends.  Whatever," he replied.

"Okay, now I know that this is bullshit.  There might be one chick our age
that is somewhat kinky, but more than that, no chance, or I'd know about
it," Anton said firmly.

"Why would you know about it?  You can't even find your dick when you need
to pee," Joel challenged.

"I know stuff.  Anyway, should we be talking about this?  Your dad is right
here."

"Like he hasn't heard all this before.  You want confirmation about Sienna,
ask Justin."

"You call your dad by his first name?"  Barrett asked.

"Sure.  Saves screaming `hey Dad!' when you're out somewhere and a shit
load of dads you don't want show up."

"Could be worse.  You could yell `has anyone seen my Daddy?'"  I joked
getting a laugh from the guys, and a glaring stare from Blake.  What?  I'm
funny.  Where does he think he gets his sense of humour from?

"Is Sienna as wild as Blake said?"

"Guys, I would never discuss what Blake does or doesn't do sexually.
That's up to him and you to discuss, but I can tell you that Sienna isn't
shy.  She's even hit on me before."

"Your son's girlfriend hits on you?  That's both whack and extra at the
same time," Barrett said with a big grin.  "Sorry Blake, but I have to
know.  Did you ever do anything with her, Justin?"

"Gross," Blake said sticking his tongue out as if he were gonna puke.  "I'd
have to disinfect her afterward."

"Says the kid who'd stick his dick in a watermelon just to get laid.  No, I
never did anything with Sienna.  I mean she's pretty hot for a girl, but at
the end of the day...she's a girl.  She doesn't bring the right equipment
to the party for me."

"Just so we're clear," Blake said defensively, "I fucked a watermelon
once...as a dare.  It's not like I'm doing it all the time, or the other
watermelons would be jealous AF!  I get laid plenty, thanks."

"I've seen that on videos.  I'd like to fuck a watermelon," Barrett said
nodding.

"Dude, you haven't figured out how to fuck your hand yet.  Watermelons are
way out of your league," Knox said getting instant props from his friends
as they joined in teasing Barrett.  "Anyway, for something that size," he
added, pointing to Barrett's penis, "you'd be fine with an orange."

"Or a grape," Joel said quickly, getting a laugh out of everyone.

"A grape!!" Blake howled.  "How about a blueberry?"

They all began laughing.

"Shut up!" Barrett told them.  "It's not like you can't see that I'm bigger
than a grape, holy shit.  My balls are bigger than grapes."

"And just as seedless," Anton replied, continuing the sick burns.  The guys
almost doubled over with laughter.

"Hey, Blake.  You know Joel has a crush on you, right?" Barrett said
bluntly, obviously trying to move the conversation away from him.

"Shut up, Barrett," Joel said blushing.

"It's not like you keep it a secret," Anton added.  "I mean dude, I caught
you flogging it while you were looking at pictures of Blake in his speedo."

"Fuck off!  That never happened.  It didn't.  Fuck you're an asshole," Joel
said, looking directly at Blake totally embarrassed.

"It's cool dude.  If I had pictures of you in a speedo, or less, I'd be
flogging it too," Blake shrugged, getting a mix of groans and laughs from
the others.  "Obviously I like Joel too," he admitted.

"So why aren't the two of you hooking up?"  Knox asked.

"Guys, this isn't the place to talk about this," Joel said as a warning to
them.

"Dude, I know I'm straight, but look around, this seems like it would be a
perfect place.  I mean if girls were here, and some chick I was crushing on
was flashing all her goodies, I'd be all over that," Anton said, like any
horny teenager.  "I mean, come on Joel.  Blake is a seriously good-looking
guy, and if I were into dudes, I'd totally hook up with him."

"Thanks Anton.  Just for the record, if you were into dudes, I'd have
already railed you."

Anton grinned, and raised his fist for a return bump from Blake.  "Props,
dude.  I wish you'd rail Joel already, just to shut him up.  Dude, he talks
about you so much, I've considered letting him suck my dick just so he'd be
quiet."

Anyone else notice there's a lot of `duding' going on?

Joel did a couple of fake gags.  "Oh my god, I'm never going to get that
thought out of my head now.  It'll be like a nightmare scenario worse than
when I was a kid, and thought monsters lived in my room."

Anton stood up, and wiggled his hips back and forth.  "You know if I were
gay, you'd be all up in this.  I don't get it.  If you guys like each other
that much, why aren't you hooking up?"

"Blake has a girlfriend, and we're not really the same when it comes to
ideas about sex," Joel replied.

"What ideas?" Barrett inquired.

"I'd only want sex after I got to know someone so it would be something
special.  Especially for my first time.  I'd only want to give my virginity
to someone I thought loved me."

"That's cool, I guess," Barrett nodded.  "Totally makes you the chick in
the relationship though.  No chance a guy turns down sex.  I'd shred so
much pussy I'd be a legend."

"Dude, you can't shred cheese," Knox teased.

"Shut up.  I could do it better than any of you."

"Guys, you're all as much a virgin as I am.  If any of you had gotten laid,
we'd have known already," Knox blurted out.

I glanced over at Knox, who looked back, then blushed and broke eye
contact.  It was a secret between us that he was liable to take to his
grave, or at least to the pummel horse.  Hey! I just got that.  Pummel
horse...because you get pummeled on it.  Nice!!  Wait...it's a pommel
horse?  Not pummel?  Never mind.

"I've at least made out with someone," Joel continued. "Not like any of you
even have the balls to approach a girl."

"I'd approach the right girl.  I just wanna make sure they're gonna put out
when we're dating," Barrett replied confidently.

"What about you, Blake?" Anton inquired.  "If some guy you liked asked you
for sex, would you do it or wait until you were in a relationship?"

"Ask and find out," Blake teased, getting a round of laughter from the
guys.  "I believe in not wasting my time.  I'd have sex first, then ask
their name if they were any good."

"How does it work if you didn't like it but they did, and want to see you
again?"  Barrett inquired.

"I'd say no thanks.  No point in leading someone on.  I could be non-sexual
friends with them if we had something in common, otherwise it's just a one
nighter and we move on."

"Would you ever just go for one person and stay with them?"  Anton asked.

"No, not a chance.  At least not right now.  Maybe when I'm older and
settle down, I might be cool with just one person, but for now I want to
try all the flavours in the selection to see the differences."

"I like that idea," Anton nodded.  "Like test driving a car to find out
which has the best features and most comfortable ride."

"Exactly.  Or the style.  Sometimes you want a fast sports car.  Other
times, you want an SUV with lots of room for other riders, and junk in the
trunk.  Maybe you want a Japanese car over a North American one.  Right
now, I'm into turbo charged convertibles," Blake grinned.

"What?"  Knox asked, confused.

"He likes something with the top down, and boobs out," Anton laughed.  "I
like that type too."

"Or, maybe I like something fast and versatile that can switch from one
thing to another, and still be fun.  Any of you a convertible?"  Blake
asked teasingly.  "Sorry Joel.  I'll dial it back.  See Dad, I can self
dial."

"Yeah, I wish that were true," I grinned as I shook my head.

"So, there's no hope for the two of you to hook up at all?"  Knox asked
looking at his friends.

"I never say never," Blake replied, "but it'd take a lot of changes from
both of us before we were in any sort of a relationship outside of just
being friends."

Joel was being quiet through most of this, and just nodded when Blake said
something he agreed with.

"But we've seen you guys' kiss and hold hands," Barrett noted, "isn't that
like against that monogamy thing?"

"In what reality?"  Blake asked.  "You see two straight girls holding hands
all the time, and no one cares.  But two guys hold hands, and suddenly
we're automatically gay.  Sounds sexist to me.  Plus, girls kiss each other
and no one says anything.  Some dudes do it, and you never hear the end of
it.  Talk about homophobic."

"It's not really homophobic, Blake.  It's just guys don't kiss other guys
if they're straight," Barrett said, almost trying to sound definitive.

"Okay boomer," Anton laughed.

"What?  You think it's okay for two straight guys to kiss?  I mean I don't
care if bi or gay guys kiss, but I'm not sure it makes sense for two
straight guys."

"I don't think there's anything wrong with two guys holding hands, hugging,
or even kissing.  Knox?  Where do you stand on it?"  Anton inquired.  "I'm
sure we know where Joel sits."

"No you don't," Joel replied quickly.  "I think if straight guys go around
holding hands, kissing, and hugging, I'm gonna have a bitch of a confusing
time.  How the hell will I know who's gay or straight?"

"I think people should just be allowed to do what makes them comfortable,"
Knox added.  "Right now, most straight guys wouldn't be okay with that in
public, but they might be okay with some type of affection in private if
the situation required it."

"Exactly what I'm saying," Anton nodded.

"I'm back to calling bullshit," Barrett said to them.  "If you're all that
comfortable with it, Anton, I dare you to kiss Blake.  Not a shit kiss
either.  Lip to lip."

"No problem at all.  Do you consent to that Blake?" Anton asked, giving a
slight shrug, but you could see he was a bit nervous at being challenged.

"I only want to know tongue or no tongue?" Blake smirked.

"No tongue.  Just a normal non-romantic kiss," he clarified.

"No way you're doing it," Barrett said shaking his head.

"I agree," Knox added.

"Same," Joel said.

Anton got on his knees and moved over to Blake, then without any hesitation
leaned in and kissed him on the lips and sat back down.  "Like I said, it's
not a big deal, and shouldn't be."

"How was it, Blake?"  Joel asked wide eyed.

"How was what?  The microsecond where his lips touched mine?  Like Anton
said it's nothing.  Now if you'd like to kiss other places of more
interest, we might move in the right direction."

"Pass," Anton laughed.  "Joel, that seems like a you challenge."

"Also pass," Joel replied.

"Joel, you're focused on someone you can't have.  Quite frankly, we all
think you should move on," Anton said.  "No offense Blake as you're a great
guy.  Joel, you need to start looking for other guys, and if you need to
practice pickup lines and some moves, I'll happily help."

Blake patted Anton on the back.  "If you need some pointers about being
with a guy, I can teach you so that you can teach Joel if you want.  You
wanna start with blowjobs or go right to fucking?"

Knox laughed, and fell back into his chair.  "Fuck this is a weird
conversation.  Did you just offer to hook up with Anton, so that he could
hook up with Joel, to get over having a crush on you and hit on other guys?
I need a fucking drink.  Too bad the strongest stuff you have is root
beer."

He stood up and pushed past the rest of us.

"I think he's right.  This conversation is getting out of control.  I'm
grabbing a drink too," Barrett said as he got up and left.

"And you Anton?  Do you think this conversation is strange?"  I asked with
a grin.

"Strange yes.  Interesting, absolutely," he nodded.  "Joel, I gotta admit
dude, I'm confused.  If I were a gay in your shoes, I'd have taken Blake to
bed at the first sign he was interested, whether he was with someone else
or not.  I mean I'm not gay, but seriously, look at the guy.  How aren't
you tapping that?"

"Dude stop.  You'll make me blush, or worse, give me a boner," Blake said
quickly.

"And no one needs to see that," I said patting Blake on the back.

"Joel probably does.  Right, Joel?"  Anton grinned.

"Anton, seriously?  Why are you like this?  If you want Blake that bad,
just ask him," Joel said sounding annoyed.  He stood up and left.

"Oops, guess I went too far.  I think you two would be good together, for
the record," Anton said to Blake.  "Can I ask you sort of a gay question?"

"Go for it," Blake shrugged.

"Since you like guys as much as girls, do you find them more or less
interesting when they're naked at a party like this?"

"Ummm...I think a bit of both.  Some guys that I think are hot in their
clothes, might not be as hot naked, and some guys I find mediocre in
clothes, turn out to have amazing bodies, and require a second look.
Mostly though, the longer we hang out naked, the less sexual it gets."

"What about Joel?  Do you find him more or less interesting now that you've
seen him naked?"

"Way more interesting.  I like Joel a lot and if he were more open minded,
I'd totally want him as a boyfriend.  He'd have to be okay with Sienna as
my girlfriend as well though."

"How would that work?  Would you all have sex together?"

"In an ideal world we would.  Joel isn't interested in girls at all.  He's
made that super clear.  So if we ever did have a relationship, the two of
them would be totally separate from each other.  I'd date Sienna one time,
and Joel another."

Anton shook his head.  "I honestly have no idea if you're really this guy
or not, but if you are you're a very interesting person, Blake.  I'd
totally love to meet the other people in your world.  I think I'd be
interested in seeing a whole other side of relationships.  Great talking to
you.  We'll catch up later."  He fist bumped Blake again and left.

Blake just looked at me.  "Well, that was confusing.  Do you think Anton
was actually hitting on me?"

"Would it matter if he was?  Would you actually do Joel's best friend, or
any of his friends for that matter, knowing how Joel feels about you?"

"I could take or leave Anton.  He's nice, but not really someone I'd try
real hard to take to bed.  Barrett, there's no way.  He's not my type of
person at all.  Knox, I think I'd do.  There's something about his eyes
that makes me interested in him.  I think he'd be fun to try out, but
obviously I wouldn't do any of them if it'd piss Joel off.  Would it be
weird if I've actually thought seriously about breaking up with Sienna and
going monogamous just to be with Joel?  I really do like him that much."

"Not to discredit your thinking, Blake, but could it be that your brain is
simply in conquest mode?  We've talked about this.  I usually let you make
your own decisions on things not life threatening, as it's good character
building.  In this case, you agreeing to Joel's conditions just so you can
have sex with him is critically wrong."

"Why critically?" He asked listening carefully.

"Because you're Joel's first crush and if you got together, you'd be his
first boyfriend.  To advance your relationship only to get sex from him,
could destroy Joel's confidence and perhaps even his self-esteem when he
realized you were just using him.  He doesn't deserve that.  You either go
into the relationship fully committed to making it work, putting all others
aside, or you tell him up front how it is, and let him decide.  Right now,
he's decided no.  I'd be unforgivably disappointed in you as a person if
you just took Joel so you could claim victory."

"If I did date Joel, I'd do it for real, but I couldn't do the monogamy
thing, so I'm pretty sure we're never dating.  After Joel has sex for the
first time, he'll change his mind about wanting to just be with one
person."

"Or he may not.  Sounds like he wants a traditional relationship and he's
entitled to that.  I actually hope he gets it as well.  He seems like a
really nice guy."

"He is.  I should get back to the party.  I think I'm needed at the water
fight."

I looked over to see water balloons, super soakers and buckets being used
to douse anyone within reach.  He took off at a sprint.  That's rude.  One
minute I'm surrounded by cute naked boys, the next I'm sitting cross-legged
on a pillow by myself.  Add a camel, and give me one of those picnic
tablecloth hats, and it's like I'm a sheik.  Do you think that's how
tablecloths ended up with that pattern?  Some Sheik in a desert somewhere
was out with his harem and they stopped for something to eat.  He took off
his head covering, spread it on the ground, and set up a nice place for the
girls to sit so they wouldn't get sand everywhere.  Totally a dude move to
impress a girl.  Of course, having a harem, it just as likely that he
spread out the cloth so he could bone them all, without getting sand on his
dick and shredding the inside of their pussies like a belt sander.  I'm
guessing that's how that tradition of using red and white checkered cloths
came into being.  This `more you know' history lesson brought to you by the
Justin information network.

A short while later, Patrick announced over the speakers that he wanted
everyone to gather on the outdoor pool deck, so I got up from my pillow
oasis, and went to see what event was next.

"I hope everyone is still having fun. Make sure you keep lots of suntan
lotion on, especially in your bathing suit areas.  You wouldn't want
anything burned," Blake said grinning as he stood on the coffee table so he
could see over them all.  My guess is he thought he was a marble statue and
wanted everyone to see him in all his glory.  Hope no one snaps off his
package.  "Around the yard, I've hidden 10 red disks like this," he said
holding up what looked like a poker chip.  "If you find one, bring it back
to me to secure your place in the second round of this game.  Once all the
disks are found we'll make an announcement.  GO!!!" He yelled and the boys
took off.

I mean they had no idea what the game was, but like anyone, they didn't
want to be left out, so they raced around the yard, basically trashing
everything and anything, as cushions were flung, chairs and tables turned
over, and I even saw one kid check between his friend's ass cheek, only to
get swatted pretty hard before they ran off giggling.  Slowly, the disks
were being located, and as more and more were found, the remaining kids
became even more frantic.  Eventually all 10 disks had been retrieved and
everyone returned to the pool deck to see what was next.  Some of the boys
looked pretty upset at not finding anything, but I'm sure they'll get over
it once the barbeque starts spewing out food.  It was nice to see a good
range of ages participating.  It wasn't something just for little kids, or
the older teens; they were all included.

"Okay, time for round two.  We're gonna dump a bunch of coins in the pools
and those that found a disk get to dive in the water to collect them.  You
can keep what you collect.  Each of you will pick a partner to wait on the
side of the pool to hand your coins to.  Oh, just so you know, there's a
total of $1000 in loonies and quarters.  $500 in each pool," he announced.

"Did you know about this?" I asked Colin who was standing beside me.

"Not a clue.  I guess that's what happened when he gets a $5,000 budget,"
he said staring at me.  I think I just got chastised.  At least I didn't
give in to the $10,000 request.  So there's that.

"Grab a partner and stand on the side of one of the pools.  We'll get
started in two minutes," Blake announced.

"Would you be my partner?"  Yukon asked as he stood in front of me.

"You got one of the disks?  Nice.  Don't you wanna play this with one of
your friends?" I inquired, since it appeared that everyone else had picked
their best friend.

"Nope.  I'd like you, if you're cool with that."

"Sure, I'm cool with it.  You want outdoor or indoor pool?"

"I'm hitting the indoor pool as it's smaller, so the coins will be bunched
closer together."

"Smart.  Lead the way."  I don't think it mattered as the boys quickly
figured out that five at each pool was fair.

Blake told Patrick and Kurt to dump the coins, and the boys got a lot
louder with excitement as hundreds of coins were poured into the pools.  I
think he'd deliberately used a lot of quarters to make it seem like more.
Not that 1000 bucks was anything to sneeze at.  And let's be honest here,
even if you did sneeze at them, they're coins...they don't care!

"Okay only the guys that found a disk can jump in the water.  Your partner
stays on the deck to gather what you bring up.  GO!!!" he yelled and the
game began.

Boys jumped and dove into the pools with all the others yelling and
screaming at them.  Coins were brought up by the handful and I could just
imagine that this is how they clear the fountains in malls.  There was
plenty of boys bumping heads and asses in the air as they dove under the
water each time to grab more coins.  They surfaced, and handed their coins
to their partners who were collecting them in a small plastic tub they'd
been given.  It was like a mad feeding frenzy before things went a lot
quieter as they ran out of coins to collect.  Occasionally someone would
scream `there!' and a couple boys closest would race for it.  Once it was
over and the boys all gathered together again, they were loud and excited
as they tried to see who had gotten the most.  The coins were dried off and
dumped into a ziplock bag, where the two names were written on it and
stored until later.

"We did pretty well," Yukon said looking at me.

"I'd say you got your share.  I'm guessing more than 100 bucks?"

"Yeah, I'm thinking maybe 120," he nodded.

"Curious why you picked me and not one of your friends, or a brother," I
asked.

"Simple.  I figure you're Blake's dad and probably won't want your share of
the coins, so you'd let me have them all.  If I picked another kid, he'd
want half.  Like an ex-wife," he joked.

"Smart.  I'll give you that.  But why would I want to give you my half?"  I
said trying to tease him.  I mean he's right, I had already intended to let
him have it all.

 "Maybe I could explain that in private," he asked looking around as if
Revenue Canada might be listening.

"Private as in away from the crowd, or private private?"

"Yeah.  Private private," nodded.

I'm curious, so I humoured him and had him follow me to the office.  "This
private enough?"

"Yeah, it's great.  I wouldn't expect you to just give me your half for no
reason.  I sort of figured you might like it if I offered to let you suck
my dick as incentive or something?"

"You want my half, and I'm the one who needs to suck?  Shouldn't you be
going down on me if you want my money?"

"My friend Rhys, who you met today, already tried to show me how to do
that, but it just makes me choke and almost throw up, sorry.  I'd ask him
to give you a blowjob, but it'd cost 30 bucks."

"Does Rhys do more than just give out blowjobs?"  I asked.  He'd told me
about his friend before, but today was the first time I'd actually met him
in person.  Seeing him without clothes, I could see him doing well on the
blowjob circuit.  Not that there's an entire circuit, but I'm sure he could
find enough horny guys to keep him in a steady stream of funds.  He and
Everett could set up an empire.

"Not that he's told me about.  He either gets or gives depending on the
guy."

"Interesting.  I'll have to go talk to him later and see if he has other
items on the menu.  I wonder where I left my 30 bucks?"  I said trying to
look thoughtful, but then returned to focus on Yukon, who appeared eager.
Eager for what I don't know, but probably for my half of his loot.  "Since
I know you're straight, how about I just give you my half of what you
collected with no strings attached?"

"Really?"  He said beaming.

"Really.  I mean you're cute and all, but I'm not going to do anything
sexual with you over money.  Yukon, the money from the pool game is yours.
If at some point in the future you really want a blowjob, you know how to
find me, and I'd happily suck you to a happy ending.  Glad you did so well
with the coins."

"Me too.  I can sure use the money," he beamed excitedly.

"Maybe get Rhys to set you up in business.  I'm sure you could find plenty
of guys to suck you off together as a team."

"I wouldn't be into that."

"You never know.  Anyway, the party awaits," I said going for the door.
I'm not sure why I didn't take his offer, but sometimes making them wait
means a better experience when they show up begging.



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