Date: Sat, 3 Mar 2018 00:57:47 +0000
From: Douglas DD <thehakaanen@hotmail.com>
Subject: Aiden II Chapter 13

Welcome back. In this chapter, YMA enjoys his time with his friends during
the time between Thanksgiving and Christmas. He receives upcoming surprises
from his big bro and his friend Darnell.

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write. thehakaanen@hotmail.com . Douglas

CHAPTER 13
AUTUMN DAYS

MONDAY, NOVEMBER 27

Phil's alarm woke Aiden from a dream. Aiden remembered it was a pleasant
dream, but the topic of the dream eluded him. He hated it when he couldn't
remember a good dream. Good dreams seemed to fade from his mind faster than
bad ones. Bad dreams were often bright and vivid while good dreams were
dreamy and elusive.

Aiden's left arm was wrapped around Phil's shoulder. He scooted in tighter
to his dad, loving the warmth and strength that flowed from his dad's
body. Phil turned off Alarm-1 and put his arm around the little boy in his
bed.

"Aren't you getting up to jog, dad?" Aiden asked sleepily.

"It's pouring rain out there, kiddo. You know that as much as I love to
jog, I have my limits."

On the nights he slept with his dads, Aiden often got up with Phil and
jogged to Mayfield Lake State Park and back with him. Larry was not a
jogger. He worked out at the school gym most days, and sometimes rode his
bicycle for exercise. Aiden was happy he didn't have to decide whether or
not to get up and jog.

Aiden snuggled up closer to his dad which, considering how tightly dad and
son were wrapped up, was not easy to do. He fell quickly back to sleep
until Alarm-2 woke him up for the second time that morning. Once again what
Aiden thought was an interesting and good dream disappeared from his head.

This time, Phil got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to shower. Aiden
rolled over on his left side and put his arm around Larry. "Good morning,
son," Larry said.

"Good morning, daddy."

Larry kissed Aiden on the forehead. The morning kiss signaled that it was
time for Aiden to get out of bed and start getting ready for school. While
Aiden wanted to stay cuddled up to Larry until his daddy's alarm went off,
he knew better than to mess with a good thing. He got out of the bed on
Phil's side, took Horace off the dresser, and headed out of his dads'
bedroom and to the stairs that went up to his own room. The school-day
routine was now in force.

Phil and Larry left for work before Aiden's bus was due to arrive. It was
still raining, so Aiden wore his rain jacket, its hood pulled up over his
head. He sat in the lean-to waiting for the school bus to arrive. As soon
as the bus stopped with red lights flashing and the stop sign showing,
Aiden looked both ways, crossed the street, and clambered onto the bus.

"Good morning, Aiden," Mrs. Emerson smiled. "I hope your Thanksgiving was
wonderful."

"It was awesome, Mrs. Emerson and I hope yours was just as good," Aiden
replied.

"I have no doubt we both had the best Thanksgiving possible. Any time spent
with my grandkids is a special time for me." Aiden was one of
Mrs. Emerson's favorite bus riders.

She didn't fail to notice Aiden taking what was now his regular seat next
to Kalie. She wondered if this was a budding fifth grade romance. They were
very common, but usually happened in the spring.

The boy and the girl traded fist bumps and traded stories about their
Thanksgivings. Aiden didn't mention the sex in the basement on Thanksgiving
night and Kalie didn't mention seeing her cousin Ian's boner three
different times during the weekend or letting him see her pussy. It wasn't
the first time she and her twelve-year-old cousin had played show-and-tell
and touched each other's sex organs. They didn't go beyond looking and a
little touching, but Kalie liked the experience better than what had
happened between her and Autumn.

"Have you ever seen a girl naked?" Kalie asked Aiden even though she knew
he had. Keeping secrets was not one of Autumn's strengths, something Kalie
didn't know when she played show-and-tell with Autumn.

Aiden wondered where that question came from. Kalie usually didn't talk
about sex things. As much as he liked Kalie, he wasn't sure how much he
trusted her; after all, she was a girl. He gave her a barely noticeable
shake of his head, hoping that didn't constitute telling a lie.

Kalie noticed the shake and knew that Aiden was lying; Autumn had told her
everything. She wondered what Aiden looked like naked. She bet he looked
cuter than Ian. She wondered how his boner compared to her cousin's. Autumn
had told her about Aiden's boner plus Ian had told her that all boys get
boners.

Realizing that Aiden wasn't comfortable with the subject, she changed the
topic to basketball and talked about how she was going to turn out for the
ten-and-under Mayfield girls' team.

"I've been getting better at basketball, but I don't think I'm good enough
to play on a team, even a park league team," Aiden told Kalie. "I'm going
to play intramurals after Christmas break and see how I do."

"I'll bet you'll play awesome." Kalie had seen Aiden play soccer and saw
how good he was. She knew he was a very good baseball player as well.

That was all of the conversation they were able to get in as the bus pulled
into the school driveway. As he got off of the bus, Aiden hoped that Kalie
wouldn't bring up the topic of seeing naked girls anymore: if she did she'd
start being like Autumn. Aiden really liked Kalie, who acted more like a
boy than a girl. He couldn't stand Autumn, because she was always thinking
about sex stuff. As far as Aiden was concerned sex was for boys, not for
girls.

Mason, Miles, Muddy, and Gordy were waiting for Aiden to get off of the
bus. Aiden was pleased to see Muddy. All too often, Muddy liked to give the
impression that he was better than them because he was a year older than
they were.

"I should be in middle school," Muddy had told them the Monday
before. "This school is for little kids."

"Well, you're not in middle school, Muddy, so live with it," Gordy told
him. Gordy and Aiden had both gotten fed up with Muddy's antics and worked
to put him in his place. Mason and Miles weren't vocal like Gordy and
Aiden, but it was obvious they weren't seeing Muddy as the friend he once
was. This was especially true of Mason who had all but hung on to Muddy
when the school year started. He and Miles were now best friends and tended
to hang together away from Muddy.

While he was with his family for Thanksgiving, Muddy complained to his
cousin Kris, who was fourteen, about how his friends were ignoring him.

"Have you made them angry?" Kris asked.

"No, I am very nice to them, even if they are little boys."

After Kris asked Muddy what he meant by that, Muddy told about how he was
older than them and should be the respected older boy in the group.

"Says who?"

"Says me and my brothers. They have not argued that I am wrong."

"You are wrong, Cousin Mudrak. If you treat them like you are better than
them, they will not want to be your friends anymore." Kris was a mature
young teen, often taking the role of leader among the clan. He lived in
Olympia, so Muddy and his brothers didn't see him often, but they always
listened to him when he spoke.

"But, I am older than them and they are like little boys."

"You are the one who needs to grow up and not be so full of yourself."

Muddy was not happy with what his cousin had to say, but he listened to him
in a way he wouldn't have listened to an adult. "I will try to be
nicer. But, next year in middle school, I can make friends with older
boys."

Kris shrugged. He figured he had won a partial battle with his cousin. If
he listened at all, Mudrak would have friends at school this school year,
which would work for the time being.

"Cousin Mudrak, how is your nice older boy butt feeling?" Muddy was eleven
and he not only received lessons on behavior, but also on sex from his
fourteen-year-old cousin. He felt his dick stirring.

"It feels good for you, Cousin Kristijan. You may use it if you wish."

Kris gave Muddy a knowing grin and started undressing. He'd started fucking
his younger cousin just after his eleventh birthday in August. This would
be his fourth time going up Muddy's ass. Muddy was the best fuck of all his
cousins and friends, male and female. The cousins got naked and were
quickly fucking on Kris's bed. There was no kissing or foreplay; this was
good old raw sex between two horny, pubescent boys.  Even though he was
only fourteen, Kris already sported an uncut 6 ½ inches. It was a
slender stick when hard, but was longer than some grown men ever got. He
quickly came hard into his cousin's ass, pulled out and got off of the
bed. Muddy wished for a kiss or a hug or something, but he also enjoyed
what his cousin did to him. Maybe Mason's craziness about kissing, and
sucking, and jerking him off wasn't so bad, Muddy thought. He did give me
hugs, after all. Muddy wondered what it would be like to fuck Mason's cute
little ass.  And that was what Muddy was thinking as the boys split up and
headed to their lockers. He had ignored Mason and Miles, the two boys in
the group he'd had the most sex with, and now they were almost like
boyfriends. It looked more and more that Kris had been right—by thinking
he was better than his friends because he was older, he had started losing
those friends.

At lunch, Aiden noted how close Miles and Mason were sitting to each
other. Their legs were touching and Mason had his hand on Miles' right
thigh, slowly rubbing it through his friend's jeans. Aiden tapped Gordy and
pointed to what was happening under the table. Mason saw Aiden and Gordy
both watching what he was doing, so he moved his hand over to Miles's
crotch and started massaging his genitals. He looked over to his two
friends and gave them a big grin. Miles saw what was passing between the
boys around him and grinned as well.

"Mason spent the night on Saturday and sucked me off four times," Miles
said just loudly enough for Aiden and Gordy to hear. The two boys nodded
knowingly. Aiden asked Miles if he had returned the favor. "Twice," Miles
replied, "one was a sixty-nine, so I don't know how many it counts as."

"One for each of you," Muddy said. Even though he was sitting across the
table, he heard what Miles had said. Muddy had sprung an instant boner and
realized he missed having Mason do to him what he was now doing to Miles.

"Okay," Miles said, realizing he would have to talk even quieter.

Lance was sitting next to Muddy. It wasn't hard for him to realize that the
topic was sex. He gave his brother a quick look, and Lenny nodded. Lance
and Lenny both understood what the non-verbal communication between them
meant.

"Last night, Lenny did to me what you did to him," Lance said. Aiden looked
around to see who was paying attention to their table. For the moment,
nobody was, including Autumn and her minions.

Aiden leaned a little across the table. That got him closer to the twins so
they wouldn't have to speak very loudly. "Did you like it?"

"I didn't get the feeling Lenny said I was supposed to get."

"You will," Aiden told him knowingly.

"You guys did sex?" Muddy asked. Lenny blushed as he nodded yes. He was
wishing that he'd given Lance his "no go" look and talked about the subject
with Aiden in private.

Aiden noticed Lenny's discomfort. "They just learned about jerking off," he
told Muddy.

"Good. That is a good thing to know. You now will do it more and more."

Before either twin could answer, Miles issued a high-pitched yelp. Aiden
changed his focus to Miles and saw Mason's hand buried inside Miles's
jeans, which he had unbuttoned.

"Damn, Mason, you can be nasty," Gordy said.

"Nope. I am naughty, not nasty," Mason said. "Right, Miles?"

"You're the naughtiest boy around," Miles said. He looked across the table
to Muddy and the twins. "And yes, I got an orgasm," he confessed.

Lance and Lenny looked at each other with an expression that said, "We've
got a lot of stuff to learn from our friends."

TUESDAY, DECEMBER 12

Aiden woke up expecting a normal day. The day lived up (or was it down?) to
his expectations, at least until lunchtime. He never knew what would happen
while he ate with his friends, mostly because he never knew what they would
be talking about. But, a variety of subjects was normal; sometimes the
chatter was about sex, which happened once or twice a week, but more often
it was about sports or school.  What Aiden didn't know was that his day
would lose its normality when he got home after school. He would be
receiving news from two friends. It would be good news—special
news. But, until then, the day would be pretty typical.

"Just a little over a week until Christmas vacation," Aiden reminded
everyone at the lunch table, as if they needed reminding. Wednesday of the
next week was the last day of school before vacation.

Miles threw a bit of wrench in Aiden's early celebrating. "Yeah, but
Mrs. Riley is giving us an English test tomorrow and a math test on Friday
and a..."

"...and a social studies test on Monday," Muddy moaned, concluding the
thought.

"Did you guys have to remind me of all that?" Aiden asked. "I was feeling
pretty good."

"You mean you forgot about tomorrow's test?" Miles asked. Aiden was the
last person he thought would forget about a test or an assignment.

"No, I studied last night and I will again tonight and my daddy will ask me
some stuff. It's the math test that you reminded me about."

"But you're good at math and your daddy's a math teacher. You'll get an A
for sure."

"But I haven't studied for it."

"Like you need to study. You know all about decimals."

"I just want to do good is all."

"Our teacher says we don't need to have tests before vacation. He says
we're all too crazy about vacation." Mason said. Mason had Mr. Jones as his
teacher.

"That's because he didn't teach middle school like Mrs. Riley did before
this year," Aiden pointed out. "He doesn't think everybody has to work hard
and have homework and take tests all the time like Mrs. Riley does."

"I'm glad I have Mr. Jones. Miles wishes he had Mr. Jones, too."

"I do not," Miles protested.

"I made Miles orgasm after school, yesterday," Mason said proudly. "Got it
done just before his mom got home." Mason didn't have to tell anybody he
got Miles off by giving him a blow job.

Aiden had learned that over the past month Mason and Miles were messing
around three or four times a week, sometimes including Miles' brother John.

The twins were jacking one or the other off almost every night. Lance had
enjoyed his first orgasm the third time Lenny masturbated him; there was
now no turning back.

Muddy had his relatives, including his two brothers, for relief. He had
also messed around with Mason and Miles a couple of times, but he enjoyed
his brothers more because they had pubic hair and could shoot. Still, he
was glad he had mended fences with his classmates; he had been feeling very
uncomfortable around them for a while.

But, Aiden hadn't exactly been celibate since Thanksgiving. Of course he
masturbated. That pleasure was becoming a much more frequent
occurrence. Gordy had spent Friday night at Aiden's house. The two boys
enjoyed more than masturbation that night.

Ever since the boys wrestled naked when they first met, they enjoyed these
acts. They hadn't intended to get involved in naked wrestling; they were
naked when they changed out of their swimming shorts after swimming and
decided to wrestle. Even though Gordy was often reluctant to do sexual
things, he had no problem with wrestling in the nude, getting hard, and
rubbing cocks together, or rubbing their cocks against each other's
body. Gordy rationalized that by thinking of what they were doing as a form
of wrestling rather than sex. That was one reason he refused to kiss when
he and Aiden humped each other.

On the previous Friday Aiden and Gordy went to bed naked, got tucked in by
Larry, and threw off the covers as soon as Larry left. There was no
pretense of wrestling; both boys were erect when they went under the
covers. The onset of puberty was seeping into their boyhood and, whether
they wanted to be or not, they were horny.

Gordy and Aiden faced each other, pushing their cocklets together. Aiden
wanted to kiss Gordy, but he knew how his friend felt about that
subject. That didn't stop him from burying his face in the crook of his
friend's neck. Neither boy understood it then, but if Aiden had done what
he so desired Gordy would have had to explain the existence of a hickey.

Soon, Gordy was on his back with Aiden on top of him. Aiden's
two-and-a-quarter inch erection was sliding along Gordy's sweat moistened
skin, his belly rubbing Gordy's throbbing three-and-a-quarter inches. Both
boys moaned and grunted and squeaked, surprised as to how turned on they
were by their "wrestling" match. Gordy had his arms wrapped around Aiden's
back and didn't even notice that his fingers were massaging his best
friend's pliant bubble butt. Aiden knew it, though. The ministrations had
him humping Gordy even harder until he found he had no control of himself.

The bed jumped from the actions of the humping boys as Aiden almost jumped
on Gordy's body. While Aiden had experienced some intense sex, it was never
like this. And Gordy had often surprised himself by allowing Aiden to be
sexual with him, but he always insisted that it be low key. What was
happening on Aiden's bed, was not anywhere near low key. When Aiden's
orgasm blew through him he wanted to scream, but managed enough
self-control to let out a long low-volume yowl. His orgasm slowed down the
pace of his humping, but it didn't matter as Gordy had his own body-shaking
orgasm.

Aiden stayed on top of Gordy, their bodies stuck together by sweat, their
breathing heavy, their minds filled with memories of their overwhelming
pleasure along with a dose of confusion.

"What happened?" Gordy finally asked.

"We had orgasms," Aiden answered. "You've had orgasms before."

"But never like that."

"It was pretty intense. Are we getting close to puberty do you think?"

"I don't know. What I think was that was almost like real sex."

Aiden wasn't sure. To him sucking dick was real sex. Kissing while humping
was real sex. On the other hand, he'd never experienced something like that
with Gordy, so maybe it was real sex. Whatever it was, he was willing to do
it again any time Gordy wanted it.

Gordy wondered if he and Aiden had gone too far. He decided that since they
hadn't kissed each other, what they did was okay. Like Aiden, he was
willing to try it again. Maybe. But not right away. And for sure not that
night.

What the boys didn't know was that intense as their session in Aiden's bed
had been, they hadn't felt anything yet.

Aiden was jolted out of his reverie in the lunchroom by Gordy's
voice. "Earth calling Aiden." Aiden looked at his friend who had sent him
into erotic daydream land and grinned. He adjusted his now rock hard
cocklet, a move that neither Gordy nor Lenny missed. Aiden knew that the
first thing he was going to do when he got home from school was jerk off.

His erection went down as he and his friends joined an ongoing four-square
game in the covered section of the playground. The sexual thoughts left his
mind as he concentrated on moving up to the #1 square.

When he took his seat on the bus after school, his erection reappeared. He
kept hearing from Chase, Hatcher, and Sammy how they seemed to have
perpetual boners since they were eleven or twelve. Aiden wondered if that
was happening already even though he was almost ten-and-a-half.

When Kalie boarded the bus just as Mrs. Emerson started to close the door,
Aiden adjusted himself. But his purpose wasn't to hide his boner, as was
usually the case, but to do his best to display the bulge in his pants,
small as it was. This was new behavior for him; he decided he needed to
quit being embarrassed around Kalie and just be himself. After all, Kalie
wasn't that bad of a person for a girl. He knew he would never have showed
off his bulge to Autumn or her friends.

To Aiden's disappointment, Kalie didn't even notice his bulge. She
immediately began talking about her girls' basketball team and how they had
practice scheduled at six-thirty.

"You really should have tried out for basketball, Aiden," she told
him. "You'd really be good. I've seen you shoot."

"I told you, I wanted to play intramurals this year," he said.

"You can play both rec ball and intramurals."

"I know, but I didn't want to."

"Okay. But I hope you play on a team next year." One of the things Aiden
liked about Kalie was that she didn't nag him to do stuff. If he said he
didn't want to do something, she accepted it and went on. By the time the
bus got to Aiden's house his erection was gone. Kalie got up and let him
out of his seat. He said good-bye to Mrs. Emerson as he hopped down the
steps of the bus and dashed to the house. His boner might have been gone,
but his horniness wasn't.

Aiden went up to his room and undressed, leaving just his red and white
checked briefs on. He then grabbed his bottle of lotion and went back down
the stairs and into the multi-purpose masturbation room. He knew his daddy
was going to work out at school before coming home and that his dad
wouldn't get off work until five, which gave him a lot of time by
himself. He pulled off his briefs, sat in his favorite recliner, and went
to work. Wondering about why he wanted Kalie to notice his boner did not
get him hard, but thinking about what he and Gordy had done Friday night
did. It didn't take him long to have a nice dry orgasm.

After pulling his briefs back on, he grabbed a book and sat back in the
chair to read. He had learned not to toss his clothes on the floor—his
daddy didn't like seeing them there even though he knew they would be
picked up. About thirty minutes following his orgasm he heard the garage
door open. He'd thought about pulling off his briefs, but after jerking off
he wanted to give his daddy a hug, which he couldn't do if he were naked.

"Hey, kiddo," Larry called as he came up the stairs from the basement.

"Hi, daddy. I'm in here," Aiden called back. He sprang out of the chair and
gave Larry an enthusiastic hug.

Larry lifted his son off of the ground and squeezed him. "Damn, you're
getting heavier every day," Larry grunted.

"And taller," the ten-year-old grinned.

"I'm going to have to stop feeding you so much," Larry laughed.

"No way. I'm a growing boy—you said so yourself."

"I was hoping you'd wait for a couple of years to start your spurt."

Aiden giggled at his daddy's use of spurt.

"What's so funny?" Larry asked.

"Nothin'." Aiden giggled again thinking of the number of older boys he'd
seen spurt, only it was spurting out of their cocks. Larry was pretty
certain what his son was giggling about. He wished thoughts of dicks
spurting could be put on hold as well, but for an even longer time than a
growth spurt.

"Have you checked your email since you got home?" Larry asked.

"No, I got busy reading and stuff."

Seeing the bottle of lotion on the table next to the recliner, Larry had no
doubt what the "stuff" was. "Give it a look. I forwarded something to you
and there's a nice surprise there."

Aiden started for his bedroom when he realized that he didn't have his
lotion. He turned and went to the chair, picking up the book he'd been
reading while at the same time trying to block Larry's view of him picking
up the bottle. It never occurred to him that since his dads purchased the
lotion for him they would know what he did with it no matter where he did
it. He zipped out of the room, thinking he'd snuck the bottle past his
daddy, which wasn't the case at all.

Before he got to the stairs, the phone rang. He heard his daddy answer the
call. He made it up to the landing when Larry called out his name. "It's
for you, kiddo." Aiden set the bottle on its side on the first step above
the landing and placed the book on top of it.

"Who is it?"

"I dunno. Some guy who claims to be a baseball player."

"MARTY!!!" Aiden screeched as he came down two stairs at a time.

"Hey, take it easy, son. I think Marty would like you to be in one piece
while he talks to you."

Aiden ignored his daddy and grabbed the phone. "Hi, Marty, are you home?"

"Not until Thursday. I was calling to check if you wanted to have lunch
with me on Saturday."

"Yes, yes, yes," Aiden burbled. "Can I spend the night, too? You promised I
could."

"I did promise you. When do you leave on your trip to Disneyland?"

"The day after Christmas."

"And school is out when?"

"The last day is next Wednesday."

"Well, if your dad approves, how about we pick that night. Rich and I want
to do family stuff this weekend. How about putting the old man on? I'll see
you on Saturday at noon."

"I thought you had family stuff."

Aiden heard Marty chuckle. "You don't miss a thing, do you sport? First,
you're my little bro, which makes you family. Second, the rest of my family
stuff is dinner and spending time visiting."

"Okay. Daddy is going to approve you know." He paused for a moment and then
said. "Bye, see you Saturday and drive careful and he's not an old man."

"Who's not an old man?" Larry asked as Aiden handed him the phone.

"You. Marty called you old man."

"Aiden is right, I'm not an old man." Larry said into the phone.

"Over forty is old," Marty laughed. "How many forty and over guys are
playing pro baseball? So, in baseball years, you're old."

"Good recovery, kid. Just remember that as your career progresses."

Aiden listened to the rest of his dad's end of the conversation. Within a
minute he knew he was going to be having lunch with Marty on Saturday and
dinner and an overnight the next Wednesday.

When he got to his room, he put his lotion in his desk, set the book on his
desk, and booted his computer. He had three emails that were
interconnected. The forwarded one was from Tyson Carr, Darnell's
father. He'd just learned that Aiden and his dads were going to Disneyland
after Christmas. He and Darnell would be in Southern California at the same
time visiting his brother. The second one was his daddy's reply about
getting on the phone and setting up a meet. And the third one was from
Darnell giving Aiden the news.

"I never told my dad you were going until yesterday. I didn't think it
mattered because I thought we'd be far away from you. Dad says we can make
something work. I am real happy."

Aiden was really happy, too. He was going to spend a night with Marty, and
he would be seeing a friend on his trip with his dads.

"Daddy, this is the greatest day ever," Aiden told Larry as he almost
tumbled down the stairs. Larry gave his son another big hug along with
ruffling his already disorderly hair.

"Let's celebrate by going out to eat. I'll call your dad and tell him to
meet us at The Bear."

"Pizza! Now my day is even better."

"Do you have any homework?"

"I have to study a little for my English test, but I should get an A on
it. I have five division problems to finish in math."

"Now would be a good time to do it. But get dressed now so we don't have to
wait for you later."

The homework was completed. The pizza was good, as always. The book was
finished. The tuck-in was special. Aiden had a long list of things to be
grateful for that night. He was a very happy boy as he finished what he
considered to be a perfect day.

Next: Perfection