Date: Thu, 11 Jan 2018 01:19:32 +0000 From: Douglas DD Subject: Aiden II Chapter 2 Greetings and welcome back. Aiden has been excited about his tenth birthday party for a long time and the day has finally arrived. For Aiden, the party is a huge contrast to his ninth birthday part. There are sexual situations between minors in the story. And the story is mine, Douglas Daniel, Copyright 2018. Remember that Nifty needs your support in order to keep serving the stories to you. Please contribute to the Nifty Archive. Enjoy. CHAPTER 2 THE BIG PARTY FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 1 "How does it feel to be ten?" Aiden's younger cousin, Logan, asked as the boys finally settled down in the basement. Logan was the only boy in the group younger than ten. "Do you feel a lot more grown up?" "I dunno," Aiden replied. "I felt pretty grown up when I was almost ten, so I guess I just feel a little more grown up." Aiden looked at the five boys sitting on the old basement couch or on the floor on their sleeping bag. Chase, his older cousin, was twelve; Hatcher, who Chase claimed was his boyfriend, was also twelve; Gordy, his best friend, was ten; his friend Darnell was ten; and Logan was nine. All of them had stripped down to shirts, socks, and underpants, except for Gordy, who was wearing sweats. "It's kinda chilly down here in the basement, don't you think?" Gordy asked. The other boys agreed that it was comfortable, but didn't begrudge Gordy his right to wear sweats over his undies. Chase and Hatcher were wearing boxer briefs, Darnell had boxers on, while Aiden and Logan were both clothed (such as it was) in white briefs. There was no doubt that Chase was boned up; he made no attempt to hide the fact. "It's too early for bed, especially since it's Aiden's birthday and nobody goes to bed early on their birthday," Chase said as he manipulated his junk through his boxer shorts. Chase was in the throes of onrushing puberty and wanted to make sure everybody knew it. He was proud of his growing penis and had no problem making that general knowledge as well. "What are we going to do until we go to bed?" Gordy asked. "We could play cards or something," Logan suggested. "Or we could each do a striptease," Hatcher said, which led to a chorus of nervous giggles. Hatcher was five months older than Chase and was understandably put-out by the fact that Chase was physically more mature than he was, especially in the sex department. Chase's dick was bigger, his balls were bigger and hung lower, and Chase's smattering of pubic hair covered more area than his stray strands. As a final insult, Chase shot out more semen as well. Hatcher didn't take his shortcomings personally, however. He didn't like it, but he'd had enough sex-education to know that boys don't grow at the same rate. After all, Hatcher was three inches taller than Chase. "Yesterday, me and my friends measured each other's dicks," Aiden said. "We could do it tonight, too. I have it all written down and am going to put it on a spreadsheet." "What are you going to name the spreadsheet?" Chase asked. "Cock size?" "Why not? It's not like people are going to go looking at my spreadsheets." "I'm good with it," Hatcher said, even though he knew he would fall short of Chase in the size department. The act of doing the actual measurement sounded sexy enough to overcome any penis envy. "I'm going to be the smallest," Logan said. "So? That just means you get to do the most growing," Chase pointed out. That elicited a big grin from his little brother. "Does that mean somebody is going to touch my wiener?" "It's hard to measure you if we don't touch it," Aiden said. That brought another grin, which made Chase happy. He was worried that Logan wouldn't want to participate. But, over the past couple of months, his brother had become much more interested in sexual matters to the point of sometimes bugging Chase to show him sex stuff. So far, Chase had held out, but he knew he would eventually give in—his little brother was becoming sexy cute at the same time he was shedding his sexual inhibitions. "Are you going to do it?" Darnell asked Gordy. "It's going to be even colder for you if you have to take your sweats off and show your pecker." Gordy answered the question by pulling off his sweats, revealing a pair of Spiderman briefs. Gordy was sometimes reluctant to mess around. That wasn't the case this time—he really did feel cold. He knew he hadn't convinced anybody that was the case. While the basement was a bit cooler than the rest of the house, it had been a warm late-summer day and it certainly wasn't cold. Aiden breathed a sigh of relief when his friend pulled off his sweats—he'd been worried this was going to be one of those days when Gordy wanted nothing to do with messing around. "I did it yesterday, but I can do it again," Gordy said, which was his way of saying he was cool with the measuring idea. Aiden explained the procedure of the night before. Everyone agreed to the rules, so the only question was who was going to measure whom. Everybody except Logan and Gordy was rock hard. "I'm going to measure Chase," Logan blurted. Chase had a startled look on his face. "No way you're measuring me. You're my little brother." "So? I should be able to tell everybody how big you are—`specially since you're gonna have the biggest one here." "Okay, but you better make it quick." Chase had worked himself so close to the edge that he was afraid having his little brother manipulate his cock would cause him to cum. Cumming in front of a group normally wouldn't bother him, but he didn't want to do it in front of his little brother, especially if his little brother made it happen. "Are we first?" Logan asked. "Yes," Chase replied emphatically. He was still rubbing his boner through his underpants. He needed to get measured now before he blew his wad and lost his hard-on. He pulled off his boxer briefs while Logan picked up Aiden's ruler. Chase showed Logan where to place the ruler and admonished him not to touch his boner if he could help it. He was leaking precum, which intrigued his little brother. "What's that?" Logan asked as he placed the ruler against Chase's cock. "Precum," Chase answered, not bothering to give any further explanation. "It's not pee?" Logan asked as he read the markings on the ruler. "No, it's not pee." Logan, ignoring his brother's warning, wrapped the fingers of his free hand around Chase's boner and looked closely at the ruler, his nose almost touching Chase's cock. The sexual smell his brother was emitting was something new to Logan—he wasn't sure if he liked it. "I think it says...um...four and um..." He pulled the ruler away, but his other hand stayed wrapped around Chase. Logan moved his hand up and down. "It feels weirder than mine—it's big." He was interrupted by a loud moan as the motion of his little hand sent Chase over the edge with his light, innocent manipulation. "Oh wow," Logan squawked as Chase sent a spurt of cum that landed between his nipples and his navel, another just above his light coating of pubic hair, and a third onto Logan's hand. The other five boys sat transfixed by the sight of Logan inadvertently masturbating his older brother to orgasm. "Shit, Logan just jerked off Chase," Hatcher said in case nobody noticed. "Was that sperm?" Logan asked as he inspected the clear substance on his hand. It was a little thicker than the precum he'd seen just moments before. "Yeah, it was sperm," Aiden confirmed. He was now ten years old which, in his mind, made him a budding expert on the sexual traits of boys. "Damn, Logan, you weren't supposed to touch it," Chase growled. "Hey, you know you loved it," Hatcher said. "Well, yeah, but Logan is my little brother. He's not supposed to jerk me off." "Why not?" Logan asked. "Aiden does, and he's your cousin." "That's different." "How?" "I dunno, it just is." "How big was he?" Aiden asked. Aiden had a way of changing subjects when he didn't like how a conversation was going. Logan looked at the ruler and pointed to a mark. "I think that's four and maybe three-fourths." "It's four and seven-eighths," Hatcher announced. "Oh. I couldn't remember what all of the marks meant." Logan looked at the cum on his hand. "I better wash my hand." "I can wash it," Hatcher said. He took Logan's hand in his own and licked it as clean as he could, leaving saliva in place of cum. "Ewww, that is so totally gross," Logan whined as he got up and headed to the bathroom to wash. "I can't believe I did that," Chase said. "I swear I didn't want to cum." "You're not the first guy to cum on his brother," Hatcher said, although he had never seen it happen. "But he's not even ten yet." "Just shut up and measure me." Chase shrugged and picked up the ruler. Hatcher's skinny cock measured at four and a quarter inches. When Logan came back he saw Gordy measuring Darnell. "Three inches," Gordy announced. Aiden then measured Logan. He got a few shivers as he touched his little cousin's boner. It measured two inches. Aiden and Gordy measured each other and were the same length as they had been the night before: Aiden was two and a quarter while Gordy was three and a quarter. By now, everybody was naked, even though nobody recalled seeing anybody undress. They all had boners, even Chase, who had enjoyed the quick recovery of a pubescent boy. "Hey, Gordy, should we do what we did last night?" Aiden asked his friend. "You mean streak out to the dock and back?" "Yeah." "You guys ran naked to the dock last night?" Hatcher asked. "Well, it was dark and we turned off the spotlights in back so nobody could see us, even my dads," Aiden said. "What if we don't want to do it?" Logan asked. "Simple, then don't do it. When it comes to this kind of shit, don't ever do anything you don't want to do," Chase advised his little brother. "I just wanted to know if I had to. If I don't have to, then I'm gonna do it," Logan said using the kind of preteen logic the other five boys totally understood. After Aiden turned off the spots, so they wouldn't be turned on by the motion detector, Gordy opened the sliding glass door and the six boys streaked out to the end of the dock. "Fuck, I haven't pissed since Logan jerked me off. I need to piss bad." Chase stood at the end of the dock, just past the stern of the boat. "Are you really gonna piss off the end of the dock?" Logan asked, awestruck by his big brother's audacity. "Yep." As he started to let go, Hatcher stood next to him and let his stream fly out into the lake as well. Up in the house, Larry looked out of the master bedroom's window. "Damn if we don't have a new group of streakers in back of our house," he laughed. "Another trip out to the dock and back again?" Phil asked. "Well, they've all stopped. It's hard to tell in the dark, but it looks like some of them are busily polluting the lake." He opened the bedroom window, and they heard the sound of boy piss hitting the surface of the lake. "Boys will be boys," Phil laughed. "I have to wonder what a gaggle of naked boys are going to do in the basement once they return." "With two naked boys in the early throes of puberty mixed in with four prepubescent boys. It's like having the fox guarding the henhouse." "It could be worse," Phil noted. "One of them could be Sammy." Sammy was a twelve-year-old Mayfield boy who lived in a state of perpetual horniness. He had lost his virginity with girls and boys before he was eleven. He considered himself straight, yet he had a secret crush on Aiden and a not so secret crush on Chase. Chase had fucked Sammy earlier in the summer for his first foray into anal sex. Larry and Phil stopped their chat and watched the six boys run back across the back yard and into the basement. The boys laughed about their streaking adventure and about Chase, Hatcher, Logan, and Aiden peeing into the lake. "I hope I didn't kill any fish," Hatcher chortled. "I sure wouldn't go fishing for a few days," Chase teased. He looked down at Logan. "I'm surprised you pissed in the lake," he told his little brother. "I had to pee," Logan said, as if that explained everything—and it probably did. Aiden wondered if they were going to mess around. He was reluctant to bring up the topic of sex. If the other five boys had been his age mates he might have been more assertive. As much as he enjoyed the sexual lessons from his cousin, he was a little intimidated by the older boy when it came to sex play, even though he was a "grown up" ten years old now. Aiden also was being protective of his friends. Darnell had messed around with him as well as Chase and Hatcher. But, Aiden didn't think Gordy would enjoy the kinds of things the two older boys liked, and even though Logan looked like he'd had fun making his older brother cum, it was also his first time seeing somebody cum. Aiden decided to sit back and see what the older boys came up with. The six boys took care of their teeth and washing and, for some of them, peeing. None of them bothered to put on clothes. "Hatcher and I are sleeping together," Chase announced. That confirmed Aiden's notion that sex play was going to happen. "I want to sleep with Aiden," Logan said. "Me, too," Darnell added. "Me, three," Gordy grinned. "Damn, the birthday boy is popular," Chase laughed. Wanting to be fair, Aiden said they could draw cards to see who would share his sleeping bag. "High card wins." Everyone agreed that would be fair. While Aiden retrieved a deck of cards from the game shelf, he noticed Chase and Hatcher were sitting on Hatcher's sleeping bag busily trading tongue. Their rampant erections left no doubt that they were a pair of horny boys. "You guys are all mushy like mom and dad get," Logan observed as he watched his brother and Hatcher making out. "It's gross." "Wait until you get into kissing, bro," Chase retorted. "It's not gross at all—it feels super good. Especially before bed. Right Hatcher?" Before his boyfriend could answer, Chase locked lips with him again. Aiden pulled the cards out of their box and shuffled the deck. He was an adept card shuffler, his dads having shown him how to manipulate the deck during their family card games. Logan drew a Jack, which ended up being the high card. "Night guys," Chase said. He was standing next to the light switch as the younger boys crawled into their sleeping bags with their bed-buddy and Hatcher tucked himself into his own sleeping bag, which he and Chase had moved to the other side of the room. Chase turned out the lights and joined Hatcher. Larry and Phil had misread the older boys, at least this time. While they got some pleasure from kissing in front of the younger boys and showing off their pubescent hard-ons, they were much more into each other than messing around with the younger boys. The biggest reason was that Chase was still stunned by Logan jerking him to a climax and needed time to digest what had happened between his younger brother and himself. The seduction that Aiden's dads feared didn't happen. The younger boys could hear the slurping of kisses and the rustling of the older boys' sleeping bag. It interested them up to a point, but sleepiness trumped horniness in the prepubescent boys. "Good night, Aiden," Logan whispered before his heavy eyes closed for good. "I like you a lot. I had fun tonight." Logan scooted in tightly to his cousin, their smooth naked bodies touching. "Even when Chase came on your hand?" Aiden asked. "It was weird. But he's my brother." That was the last thing Logan said before falling asleep. Aiden put his arm around the nine-year-old. He could hear the kissing and humping and grunting from across the room. He joined his younger cousin in dreamland before the two tweens left a sticky mess on each other and in Hatcher's sleeping bag. Aiden's tenth birthday did not include messing around in the basement. It didn't even include an orgasm. But, it was a happy day for the new ten-year-old. Thoughts of the big party the next day were in his head as he fell asleep with his naked body tangled with his cousin's. SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 2 The boys were up and showering under the dual showerheads in the basement by nine. Chase, Hatcher, Aiden, and Darnell woke up with morning wood, but everybody was flaccid after taking a morning piss. Chase and Logan shared one of the showers to start, while Aiden and Hatcher were under the other one. Gordy and Darnell stood to the side ready to jump in as soon as somebody finished his shower. "I should have waited to piss," Chase grinned, "because this would have been a great place for me to piss on everybody." "Even on me?" Logan asked somewhat shakily. "Never on you, bro," Chase assured him. "Not unless he wanted it," Hatcher smirked. "Shut up, Hatcher. I was just messing with you guys." "So you wouldn't really piss on everybody, right?" Logan asked. "Maybe on Hatcher," Chase told him, causing Hatcher to flip him the bird. Aiden and Hatcher were finished first. Hatcher had washed Aiden's back and butt cheeks, avoiding his crack. He never touched the younger boy's genitals. Chase was bolder with his brother than he had ever been. He thought that since his little brother had accidentally jerked him off the night before, it was okay for him to wash the nine-year-old's ass and genitals. Logan not only didn't object, he told Chase he liked being washed like that. Chase was quickly finding out there was more to his brother than he had imagined. Logan was quickly morphing from a shy little boy who seemed ashamed to be seen in his underpants to a sexual creature. Chase realized that his relationship with his little brother was quickly becoming different—more so than he ever imagined. The dress code for breakfast was birthday suits. Troy and Sue had given their okay the night before. Sue decided to have breakfast with Gordy's mother to avoid the chaos that she was sure would surround the naked boys at breakfast. Eating with a gaggle of nude boys was not her idea of a comfortable breakfast. Although the boys were naked, the fathers wore t-shirts and sweats or lounge pants. After breakfast, the boys skinny dipped in the pool for a half hour. The invitations to the party said the party would run from eleven until four. They donned their swimsuits at ten-thirty. Aiden also put on a t-shirt so he could be ready to answer the front door. The partiers started arriving by quarter to eleven. The first to arrive was Jeffrey, who was there to be the pool lifeguard rather than to party. Larry and Phil told the Hurricane that they would pay him at the same hourly rate he received at the Kentburg-Mayfield community pool in Kentburg. The idea of having Jeffrey there was to free the adults to enjoy the party without the stress of observing the goings on in the pool. While Jeffrey said he would be willing to do lifeguard duty for nothing, the two dads insisted on paying him. They knew the Hurricane well enough to understand he would take his duties much more seriously if he were performing professional lifeguard duty. "Where is Sammy?" Phil asked after greeting the sixteen-year-old. He had seen Jeffrey drive up and met him at the door. Jeffrey hesitated for a couple of seconds and then said, "He wasn't feeling really well and decided to sleep in some more. He said he might ride his bike out here later." Phil got the impression that Jeffrey appeared uncomfortable and was trying to come up with a satisfactory answer to the question. "Nick is working at the community pool," Jeffrey added, even though he knew that Phil had already been told that Nick couldn't be at the party. Phil knew that Jeffrey was holding back something. He decided that this wasn't an appropriate time to probe for more information, but he couldn't help but wonder what was going on between the two brothers. Jeffrey headed outside on the deck just as the doorbell rang again. Aiden answered reluctantly—he knew that the first guests were three girls. He had been expecting only two, but saw that Carolyn Porter was with Autumn and Brittany, even though she'd announced that she couldn't attend the party. Aiden greeted them with as much politeness as he could muster and led them down to the basement, where he showed them where they could change and how to get out to the swimming pool. He was upset that the first three guests to arrive were the girls, especially Carolyn. He disliked Carolyn, not because she was a girl, but because he thought she was a dislikeable person. Aiden heard the doorbell again and scampered up the stairs just as Chase answered the door and greeted Muddy, Miles, and Mason. "Hi, Chase," Miles said cheerily. "Yeah, hi Chase. How come you answered the door? You don't even live here," Mason asked. "Aiden was busy with the girls," Chase told him. "I was watching my cousin's back." Muddy saw Aiden standing in the background. "Busy with girls?" the big eleven-year-old laughed. "Aiden, you are a bad boy." Aiden blushed and muttered something about just being a good host. Across the backyard in the pool area, things were much more light-hearted. Aiden had greeted each one of his friends at the door. The last invitee to arrive was Nolan, who rang the doorbell at eleven-thirty. He'd called and told Aiden he would be late because his mother thought the party was supposed to start at eleven-thirty. Aiden was delighted when Larry, who was sitting up on the deck, yelled out that the doorbell was ringing; he knew it had to be Nolan ringing it. He zipped up the stairs and was not disappointed to see the shaggy-haired boy at the door. Aiden greeted him with a shy, "Hi, Nolan." He wondered why he always felt shy around the boy from Meadow Park. Nolan held out his hand and the boys shared their secret handshake. "Hey, Aiden," Nolan said. "Thanks for inviting me to your party. Sorry I'm late. I showed my mom the invitation and wrote the time on the calendar on the fridge and my mom still thought it was at eleven-thirty. Mom can get really weird. When she thinks she's right she doesn't want you telling her she's wrong." Aiden thought Nolan had a beautiful voice—in fact he thought Nolan himself was just plain beautiful. He realized he was staring at the boy on the front porch and shook his head to wake himself up. "Come on in. Everybody is out back. And we got lots of sandwiches and juice and everything ready to eat soon." Nolan flashed a grin that all but melted Aiden's heart and walked into the house. By eleven-thirty, everyone who had confirmed their invitation had arrived except for Sammy. Aiden was particularly pleased to see Jared a baseball teammate, and Brody come to the party. He liked the two boys and wanted to find ways to become better friends with them. At noon, Larry, Aunt Sue, and Flo Lansing, Gordy's mother, laid out sandwiches and other treats. The boys were given an assortment of juices to choose from. A few of them were disappointed that sodas weren't being served, but were careful not to say anything in front of the adults. Meanwhile, Phil and Troy sat out on the dock having a brother to brother discussion. The boat wouldn't be going out that day—there were too many kids they didn't know well for proper lessons on boat etiquette and safety as well as for proper supervision. Aiden understood the reason behind the decision, but he was still a bit unhappy with it. He forgot his negative feelings as the pool party started heating up. The brothers were each enjoying one of the sandwiches and a tall, cold glass of lemonade. The partiers had plenty of adult supervision, which gave Phil and Troy a few moments to themselves. "Dad was pretty concerned about Keegan," Phil said, "and not in a good way." "It's been over a month since dad sent him off with a train ticket and nobody has heard from him since," Troy reminded his brother. "I know Keegan has had a rough life..." "That's putting it mildly," Troy interrupted. "...yeah, but he's still our brother." "It's not like he doesn't know how to get help to pull himself out of the gutter he lives in." "Overcoming addiction and alcoholism is not easy—and for some it is nearly impossible." Troy nodded, and then brought up the subject the two of them really met to discuss. "We both know what dad's major concern is." "Yep, it's Aiden. Dad says Keegan talked about wanting contact with Aiden, or even finding a way to get custody." Troy saw the hard look of determination on his younger brother's face. "The way things stand right now, and probably forever, there is no way he gets contact with my son. There is no fucking way!" "Judge Moyer's decision on Aiden's adoption left the door open for contact." "Only if Aiden approves," Phil reminded Troy. "And you never know, it could happen. Keegan is his biological father after all." "Aiden has made it very plain that he doesn't like his biological father. Dad said he didn't give Keegan any information regarding Aiden's status and whereabouts." "Phil, Keegan's no dummy. He knows where I live and he knows where you live." "If he is so eager to reunite with his son, why hasn't anyone heard from him?" "Because he probably got off the train somewhere and planted himself in a tavern," Troy chuckled humorlessly. "He is Keegan after all." "His is the first cock I ever sucked," Phil said wryly. "You were nine, younger than Aiden is today." "Goes to show how fucked up our family was back then." Phil couldn't help chuckling as he spoke. "Damn, who would ever have thought that the person in our family who would become closest to us as we became adults would be our father." Troy, Phil, and Keegan's father, Albert Miller, were recovering alcoholics. Al Miller lived in Texas with his husband, Tony, and worked for the Texas Department of Transportation. He had long ago made amends to his sons, and was now living those amends by being a responsible citizen and a good father and grandfather. "Dad wants to meet Aiden badly," Troy said. "He and Aiden seemed to have a very cordial chat on the phone, yesterday. And I know he wants to see his other two grandsons again." Troy was referring to his own sons, Logan and Chase. "I have a feeling that will be happening before the year is up. I think the reunion would be good for all of us." "Too bad Keegan can't be a part of it," Troy lamented. "You never know what our Higher Power has in mind. You just never know." ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Larry counted seventeen kids, including Aiden. He thought about the difference between this birthday party and Aiden's ninth birthday party. That party had taken place less than a week after they brought Aiden to his new home. Gordy and Miles were the only kids his age at the party. This time there was a veritable army of them. Larry felt warm shivers course through his body as he realized how far his son had come from the lonely, unhappy orphan he had been a year ago. The noise, the laughter, the high pitched shouts of young children, the rapidly disappearing food and drink all combined for a satisfying party. Aiden was so happy he often felt like he would burst. The person they all missed was Rusty, who had moved away during the summer. He told Trent and Miles he would let everybody know where he was moving to, but they had yet to hear anything from him. Aiden knew from living in Seattle that kids moved in and moved out, although that happened much more infrequently in Mayfield then it had in Seattle Even having the girls there didn't spoil the fun. They did get a bit weird at one point, however. It started when Sammy showed up at around two. He had ridden his bicycle from town. "Sorry I'm late, dude," Sammy said as Aiden greeted him. "I was really feeling crappy—headache, upset tummy, that kind of shit. But, I'm better now." "Daddy will be starting the barbeque soon," Aiden informed him. "Then I am right on time." Sammy went down to the basement to change and Aiden followed him. "You like what you see?" Sammy grinned as he pulled off his t-shirt, revealing a well-developed chest and abdomen for a thirteen-year-old. "I was just keeping you company because you weren't feeling good," Aiden murmured. In fact, he did like what he saw. Aiden continued to watch as Sammy pulled off his shorts. He was disappointed that the teen had his board shorts on underneath them. "I wanted to be prepared to go right to the pool," Sammy said, sensing Aiden's disappointment. "But, I can pull them down if you want to see more." "No, that's okay." Aiden was blushing a deep red that Sammy found amusing. "Okay, then, let's go swimming." When Sammy saw the three girls, he managed to make his way to them. He knew Brittany somewhat, because her mom was a friend of his mom, but he didn't know the other two girls. He struck up a conversation with the girls, very aware that they were infatuated with him, especially Brittany. The ten-year-old had a good sized-crush on the athletic eighth grader. Sammy was fascinated by Carolyn because she was the only one of the three to have decent sized boobs. But it was Brittany who hung on to him, grabbing his arm so he would swim with her and leaning against him when they stood in the shallower end. She was pleased when Sammy put his arm around her waist. "I think you're really a nice girl, Brittany," Sammy cooed. He dropped his hand down so it cupped her soft little ass. "Have you ever kissed a boy?" "Just one," Brittany confessed. "He was a fifth grader last year and we kissed in the hall at school a couple of times and I was in his bedroom twice after school. That was when we Frenched. I saw his pee pee, too, and it was hard with a boner thing." When Autumn saw the closeness of her friend to the eighth grader, she became quite envious and started searching for Aiden. She wanted to hang onto a boy just like Brittany was doing. Aiden saw her coming at him like a shark on the prowl and quickly found cover behind Miles, Mason, Darnell, and Nolan. When Autumn saw Aiden move in between his friends she quickly pounced on Gordy who was just a few feet away. She decided to play up to Aiden's best friend to make him jealous. Meanwhile, Sammy was soliciting more information from Brittany. Even though he still wasn't feeling his best, touching the younger girl was making him incredibly horny. "Did that boy touch your boobs or anything?" Sammy asked Brittany. "I didn't have hardly any boobs then, but I took off my shirt so he could see. He touched them a little, but I made him stop. Then he took off his shirt and kissed me again, but he only touched me with his chest." "If we went into the basement, would you let me see your boobs?" "They still aren't very big, but you can see them." "You go in first," Sammy instructed. "If anybody asks, tell them you gotta piss or something." Sammy didn't understand that Brittany would never be quite that crude, at least not at her age. Brittany left the pool and headed to the basement. Autumn was face to face with Gordy, asking him if he ever saw a girl's boobs, not that she had much to show. Gordy was confused by Autumn's sudden interest in him, but he also took some pleasure from it. Jeffrey had been watching the byplay between his brother and Brittany. When the fifth-grader headed to the basement, he knew it would only be matter of seconds before Sammy followed her. In the meantime, he was politely telling Carolyn, who had been hanging around his viewing chair for the last half-hour, that she should get some more swimming in before the barbeque was ready to eat, but she didn't budge. She was obviously suffering from a huge crush on the sixteen-year-old. Jeffrey watched with amusement as Sammy got out of the pool and headed for the basement. He must be over his hangover, he thought. Sammy had Jeffrey in a quandary. He knew his younger brother had been to a few middle school parties where alcohol was available. He also knew that Sammy was getting high on pot fairly regularly. He was torn as to whether he should tell his father what he knew, keep trying to help Sammy with what Jeffrey saw as a developing problem, or wait for his father to catch Sammy. On the one hand, Jeffrey knew that his father had over a quarter-century of continuous sobriety and was active in Alcoholics Anonymous. He knew that his father was a key figure in getting Marty sober. Jeffrey still remembered what Marty's behavior was like because of alcohol when he first met him and marveled at how much his older friend had changed through the years. Jeffrey knew that his father would do everything he could to help Sammy—that Sammy wouldn't get into trouble. And yet, he had this urge to be loyal to his brother and not narc on him. Why couldn't Sammy just be happy chasing girls? Jeffrey thought. Brittany was waiting for Sammy when he entered the basement. He led her to the side room. Before he could say anything to the younger girl she removed her bikini top, exposing two little girlish nubs. Sammy could tell right away that he liked this girl. Without asking, he stepped up to her and started rubbing the two soft mounds, his fingers kneading the young breasts and then massaging the girl's nipples. The two had yet to exchange a word as Sammy wrapped his arms around the girl and pulled her against him, their bare torsos touching, sending shocks of electricity through the two children. Sammy was now rubbing Brittany's soft ass through her bikini bottoms. He then uttered the first words of their tryst. "You're really a nice girl." "I like you," Brittany whispered to Sammy. Her crush was as big or bigger than the crush Carolyn had on Jeffrey and Autumn had on Aiden. Sammy pushed his hands inside of her bottoms and started rubbing her bare ass. Brittany could feel the hardness of Sammy's young teen cock pressing against her belly, That, along with the stimulation of the older boy's fingers, had Brittany shivering. It was not the first time her ass had been touched sexually—she and Autumn had explored each other's bodies quite a few times, but it was the first time a boy had done it. She was surprised by how big Sammy's boner was. It must be bigger than Jared's, she thought. Sammy kissed Brittany on the lips and then started pulling down her bikini bottom. While she did nothing to help him, she didn't resist him, either. This is turning out to be really easy, Sammy thought as he got the girl's bottoms down half-way to her knees. The front of his board shorts was wet, not only from the pool, but from the precum leaking from his nearly five-inch teen cock. He stepped back to look at the near naked girl. He thought her bare pussy looked beautiful and couldn't help noting how fine her ass was. He yanked down his shorts and stepped out of them, wondering how long it would be before he could fuck her. His uncut cock stuck straight up. Brittany gasped when she saw Sammy's maturing junk and the wisps of pubic hair on the young teen's groin. This had suddenly gone beyond what Brittany had imagined. She thought Sammy would just touch her boobs and that would be it. But now she was all but naked and Sammy was totally naked. Sammy had played with her ass and kissed her and was stepping closer to her meaning something more was going to happen. Sammy wrapped his arms around Brittany. He moved in for another kiss, determined this would be a French kiss. He was so turned on by what they were doing and the daring place where they were doing it that he was afraid he would cum if his cock touched the girl's belly again. "Get naked," Sammy croaked. He let her go so she could do so. Brittany backed away from Sammy, and placed her hands on her bottoms, not sure whether to pull them up or pull them down, when they heard the basement door open. Brittany squealed in panic and yanked her bottoms up so hard they almost sliced into her pussy. Sammy didn't react at all, figuring nobody would know they were in the side room. Brittany picked her bra off of the floor and put it on. "I better go," she said as all one word. "You might want to wait." "For what?" Then she heard the toilet flush. "For that," Sammy laughed. He picked his shorts off the floor and started putting them on, watching Brittany's ass jiggle as she sped out of the room. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ The meeting between Sammy and Brittany was as sexual as the party got. Autumn managed to get Gordy hard, but she lost interest in him when Aiden didn't show any signs of jealousy. Then she saw Brittany come out of the basement and decided to find out what had happened between her best friend and Sammy. There was the usual cock and ass grab between the boys when they thought they could get away with it, but nothing overt happened. All of them had seen Brittany and Sammy go into the basement and they wondered what they had done in there. At Muddy's urging, Miles went into the basement, ostensibly to use the toilet, but in actuality he went in to spy. He didn't see Brittany or Sammy. He deduced that the only places they could be were the side room where Aiden had some of his overnights, the back room that connected to the garage, or upstairs. Miles figured the most likely place had to be the side room, but he was not about to check it out, since his excuse of using the toilet wasn't going to fly if he went in there. The atmosphere of the party changed soon after that when the hamburgers, hot dogs, and side dishes were ready to eat. Most of the boys were nearing puberty and their appetites made that fact apparent. The yelling, screaming, and laughing of the pool party changed to quiet talk and the sounds of eating as the party goers concentrated on the food in front of them. "Keep room for cake and ice cream," Gordy's mother warned as the boys stuffed their faces. "We'll give you an hour or so after you finish eating, and then it's birthday cake time." Nobody went into the pool after eating other than the three girls standing in the shallow end. Sammy couldn't help but grin to himself—he knew they were talking about him. He sat on the pool deck, feeling as good as he had all day. Once again he'd gotten away with having a hangover. He figured Jeffrey probably knew he was hungover, but even his busybody brother didn't lecture him about going to drinking parties. He wished Phil and Larry drank alcohol so he could sneak a beer out of their refrigerator. The boys participated in athletic activities in the back yard. They kicked Aiden's new soccer ball around, played basketball on the backyard court, and tossed a football. Muddy yelled at Autumn to join the impromptu soccer game knowing she was better than some of the boys. He hadn't realized how good of a soccer player Nolan was. Aiden did everything he could to hang close to Nolan. It seemed like the call for dessert came an instant after they'd finished the barbecue, but it had been close to an hour. All of the kids were ready for cake and ice cream. Aiden blew out all of his ten candles with one breath and, after numerous pictures, the cake was cut and distributed. The party invitations had said no presents, which everybody respected, although Nolan and Autumn had both thought seriously of sneaking a present, or money, or something more than a card to the party. Both of them had crushes on Aiden. Nolan didn't know he had a crush, but Autumn had no doubt what her major goal would be once school started—to make Aiden her boyfriend. The party started to break up around five o'clock. The kids helped clean most of the mess around the pool and yard. Parents arrived to pick up their child, or a group of children. Autumn managed to give Aiden an embarrassing hug as she left to meet her mom, who had just pulled into the driveway. When Nolan's father showed up, Nolan and Aiden traded fist bumps. "Thanks for inviting me to your party, Aiden," Nolan said, flashing a wide grin that almost melted Aiden's heart. "I hope we get to do more stuff together." "It will be hard with us living far away from each other," Aiden said ruefully. "We'll figure stuff out. I like having you as a friend." "Thanks. I like having you as my friend, too." Aiden wished he could have spent more time with Nolan. But, he was happy when he saw how quickly Nolan fit in with the rest of his friends. It confirmed what he suspected, that Nolan was a cool person who would make a great friend. The Seattle contingent of Darnell, Hatcher, Logan, and Chase, left just after six, which was pretty close to Aiden's party schedule. Gordy, Miles, and Trent were the last to leave. They helped Larry, Phil, Gordy's mother, and Aiden with the final cleanup. After Flo Lansing herded the three boys into her car, Aiden went to his room, stripped down to his underpants, and came back downstairs. He cuddled next to Phil on their favorite chair and thanked his dads for the best birthday party ever. "The party was almost tame," Phil laughed. "What's that supposed to mean?" Aiden asked. "It meant nobody got naked." Aiden wasn't so sure. Like everyone else, except the other two girls, he had no idea what happened between Sammy and Brittany. But, when Miles reported they were probably in the side room, Aiden was certain that they weren't dressed in their swimwear. That night Aiden brought Horace with him to his dads' bedroom. He set Horace on top of Phil's dresser and cuddled in between his dads, almost purring from the love he felt and the secure feelings his dads gave him. "I love you," was all the exhausted boy could get out before he fell asleep. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Keegan Miller sat alone in a Seattle bar nursing a beer. He had a look of determination on his face. He was determined to find his boy and his whore of a mother. The boy was his flesh and blood and deserved better than what he was getting. He guzzled down the beer, thought about ordering another, but looked at the clock. Natalie would be coming back to her apartment, soon. He planned to get drunk with her and then fuck her long and hard. For the moment life was good and it would be even better once he found the boy. Next: Fathers, Dads, Sons, and Brothers. Emails are my pay as a writer. Please email me at thehakaanen@hotmail.com