Date: Tue, 3 Jul 2018 22:00:37 +0000
From: Douglas DD <thehakaanen@hotmail.com>
Subject: Aiden II  Chapter 35

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CHAPTER 35
THE THREE DAY WEEKEND

SATURDAY, MAY 26

Aiden was awake before any of the other boys. He untangled himself from
Mason, slipped out of his sleeping bag, and made his way upstairs. He had
heard somebody stirring and saw that it was his dad.

"Good morning, dad. Sorry, no hug today," Aiden said, referring to his
nudity.

"Oh, screw it, give me one anyway," Phil grinned. Aiden did just that,
being careful not to hug his dad too tightly. "Sometimes the rules have to
be bent a little." He looked at his blond, freckle-faced son and grinned.
"Just not by you, of course, my little wood elf." He resisted the urge to
ruffle his son's hair – first because he knew Aiden didn't particularly
like it and second because Aiden's hair was already a mess.

"I'm gonna get some shorts, since today is not a naturist day except in the
basement shower and the back basement room." Aiden changed gears. "How was
your game, last night?" He felt badly that he didn't text his dad or ask
his daddy about the score. Somehow, all he could think of after going down
to the basement for the last time was sex.

"We did great...came up with a 4-0 win," Phil answered.

"Who pitched?"

"Mark Elder. He went all the way. Threw a two-hitter, struck out eleven and
walked only two."

"He didn't pitch very good for the Mustangs in the playoffs," Aiden pointed
out.

"He was the best we had because of our injuries," Phil reminded him. "His
pitching in a District Tournament game as an inexperienced sophomore would
be like you pitching in a twelve-and-under-game as a ten-year-old."

Aiden considered that for a moment. "So, what you're saying is he's good,
but just not ready yet?"

"Exactly."

"Kind of like Marty was with the Nuts, only he kept getting better."

"True. In Mark's case last night, he was pitching at a level he was ready
for. He's going to be a good one, Aiden, you'll see."

"I believe you. You and daddy are the coaches, so you know this stuff. Now,
I gotta go to my room and get some shorts on."

Larry and Aiden worked together to get breakfast for the guests. Phil are a
bowl of cereal and left for Olympia. The Red Hawks had an eleven o'clock
game and would play a second game in the evening. The time of the second
game depended on whether they won or lost their first game.

Mason and Miles wanted to do some more nude swimming after breakfast.
"Nobody is coming until eleven," Miles pointed out. "That's over an hour
from now."

"Somebody might come early," Larry said. "We'll stick with the agreed-on
schedule. You guys had your fun yesterday."

The two boys knew better than to argue with Larry. Aiden agreed with his
two friends, but he knew this wasn't a battle for him to fight—he would
have plenty of those in the future.

Kalie was the first to arrive. Her mother volunteered to help Larry serve
lunch. At least that was what she told Larry, who suspected she was really
staying to keep an eye on her daughter as she negotiated her way around a
nest of pubescent boys.

Aiden escorted Kalie down to the basement. "You can change in the backroom
or in the bathroom or you can even use my room," Aiden told her.

"Here is fine," Kalie said.

Aiden felt a twinge of panic. "But guys come in and out of the basement
through this part. They might see you changing."

"I'll change quick," Kalie said as she took off her sweater. Gordy came
into the basement from the pool just as the sweater came off.

"I'll leave you alone to change then," Aiden said. He hadn't noticed Gordy
coming into the room.

"That's okay. You've seen me with my pants off, kinda." Kalie pulled down
her jeans and stepped out of them. She was now wearing only a t-shirt and a
pair of girls' boxers. Aiden and Gordy were both hard inside of their
swimsuits.

"We might get caught," Aiden mumbled without conviction.

"Where's Gretchen?" Gordy asked, startling both Kalie and Aiden.

"See, I told you anybody could walk in," Aiden said.

Kalie ignored him and pulled off her t-shirt. She wasn't wearing a bra, her
chest as flat as the two boys in the room with her. She answered Gordy's
questions as she stood in front of two boys she was crushing over while
wearing nothing but boxers. "Gretchen and Ian's family couldn't come."

"Gretchen kisses really good," Gordy said.

"I know," Kalie smirked. "So does Ian, right Aiden?"

Aiden's heartrate tripled when he heard the door at the top of the basement
steps open. But he let out a sigh of relief when he saw Trent coming down
the stairs and not one of his dads.

Trent let out a gasp when he saw Kalie standing in the middle of the room
wearing only her girl boxers. He had never seen a girl in just underpants
before and the sight created an instant hard on in his shorts.

"You gotta go to into the backroom, Kalie," Aiden pleaded. "That was too
close for comfort." He wasn't worried about any of the other boys seeing
her, and he wasn't real worried about his daddy, although with a girl
involved he wasn't quite sure what his reaction would be, but he was
worried about Kalie's mom catching them.

"I'll go if you guys come with me," Kalie said. She wanted to be treated
like the boys at the party and in her mind that meant changing in front of
them. Kalie led the way into the backroom of the basement, trusting Aiden,
Gordy, and Trent to follow her. They did not disappoint her.

"I gotta change, too," Trent said as he set his gym bag down and pulled off
his shirt. He then stepped out of his shorts and was stripped down to a
pair of boxers that revealed a sizeable bulge in the crotch.

Aiden wondered if Trent or Kalie would be the first to get naked. The
answer was Kalie, who pulled off her panties before bending over to fish
her bikini bottoms out of her backpack. The three boys stared at Kalie as
they saw a naked girl for the first time. They looked at Kalie's tall,
slender frame, which was still lacking the unique curves of girlhood and
looked as boyish as the three boys even though she was missing the
equipment they sported between their legs.

Trent pulled down his boxers, revealing his 3.5 inches of stiff boyhood. He
was both thrilled and embarrassed by his nakedness in front of a girl.
Aiden and Gordy were both pulling on their little boners through the fiber
of their swimming trunks. Kalie looked at Trent and grinned—she'd seen
naked boys and boners before, mostly her cousin Ian, and she grew up on a
farm where she learned not to be squeamish about sex. Her intent was simply
to change clothes, not to get into show-and-tell. She stepped into her
bikini bottoms and pulled them up, covering her pussy and her smooth pubic
area.

She nodded approvingly at Trent, who pulled his swimming suit over his hard
penis. He could feel the sexual tension, even if Kalie couldn't. The
eleven-year-old boy wished there could have been more to the encounter in
the backroom than simply dressing.

"Let's go swimming," Kalie directed, "it's beautiful outside." She headed
out of the room, but Trent stopped her.

"You forgot your top."

"No I didn't," Kalie grinned. "Does my chest look any different than you
guys?"

"Nope."

"Good, then I don't need to wear a top."

"Cool," Trent grinned.

Aiden followed Kalie and Trent out of the room and started toward the pool
when he heard Larry call downstairs. "Aiden, Nolan just pulled up."

Aiden did a quick turn to his left and bounded up the stairs. He got to the
front door just as Nolan arrived there with his father. Aiden gave Paul
Moyer an obligatory "hello" and then he and Nolan literally danced into the
house.

Nolan already had his swim shorts on. He told Aiden he just needed a place
to put his gym bag. Aiden led Nolan up to his room and told him to put it
on his bed. Nolan pointed to the shelf above Aiden's desk. "That's Horace,"
he grinned. "I know he'll guard my stuff for me."

"Yep," Aiden agreed. "Nobody messes with a guard donkey."

Nolan removed his shirt and his sandals—he was ready for the pool.
"You've got a nice room" Nolan said. "Baseball and train posters make it
your room for sure."

"I don't have a cool train layout like you do."

"That's mostly my dad's, and it's in the basement, not in my room."

"But you have all of those Legos."

"I guess I have stuff you don't have and you have stuff I don't have, but
who cares?"

Aiden shrugged. "Since we are friends, you're right—who cares?"

Nolan felt his cock start to stiffen as looked directly at Aiden. "Remember
what we did in my room when you were there?" he asked in a near whisper.

"Yeah," Aiden whispered back.

"Did you like it?"

Aiden didn't give a direct answer. "Maybe we should do it in my room, too."

"Yeah, I think we should. Like now, while we got a chance."

Nothing more needed to be said. The two boys had gotten the awkward initial
kiss out of the way in Nolan's room. Now the only thing they had to decide
was whether they really wanted to do it again? When Aiden put his lips to
Nolan's, the answer was quite obvious to both of them.

Nolan bent down a little to kiss Aiden, wrapping his arms around his
friend's bare torso. Their bare chests touched, sending shivers through the
two preteens. Their hairless cocks were rock hard. Every vein in their boy
cocks sent the message to their brains to drop their swimming trunks, flop
their naked bodies on Aiden's bed, and kiss and wrestle and kiss and kiss
and wrestle and kiss...

It was Aiden who broke the kiss. His little head did not yet have the
control over his big head that it would inevitably acquire. "Why did you
stop?" Nolan asked.

"I want to do this with you for the whole day, but I have to be at the pool
because I'm, like, the host."

"Yeah. It's like my dad says, `Sometimes life just gets in the way of
having fun.'".

"I wish you could spend the night. Then nothing would get in the way."

"My mom already said no just in case you asked."

"Your mom is weird."

Nolan nodded his head. "Tell me about it. I know my dad would let me
stay. But, they both said I can start doing and having lots of sleepovers
when I am twelve."

"That's not until October," Aiden replied, sadly. Then he grinned and said,
"One last kiss."

In a flash, their lips game together, their tongues clashed, Nolan's
fingers found Aiden's dick and balls through his swim trunks, and Aiden
touched Nolan's crotch. Nolan slid his hand inside of Aiden's trunks, the
tips of his fingers touching the head of Aiden's boner, when Aiden was hit
with another moment of clarity.

"Not now, or we'll never be able to stop."

"You make too much sense, Aiden."

"I know, and I hate it." The boys zipped out of Aiden's room, their swim
trunks bulging with their pubescent boners, not caring who saw them. Horace
had watched it all with his usual patience and wisdom. As always his visage
remained stoic, not revealing the thought that Aiden and Nolan may have
been made for each other.

"Who are the big kids?" Nolan asked as he and Aiden walked out onto the
deck.

"The oldest one is Nick McCall. He's a junior. The other one is David
Fitzgerald and he's a ninth grader. They're watching us to make sure we
don't drown each other."

"Dang, they ruin all the fun." Then he caught sight of Kalie. "Isn't that a
girl sitting in that chair by the two lifeguard dudes?"

"Yep. That's Kalie, the one who plays on my baseball team."

"She doesn't have a top on."

"She says she looks like a boy and she don't need one." He pointed to the
lady sitting next to his dad on the deck. "That's her mom and she says she
doesn't care since Kalie is right."

"Moms can be weird sometimes."

"I guess," Aiden said in a deflated voice.

"Oh, shit, I'm sorry, Aiden. I forgot."

"It's cool."

"No it's not. I feel stupid."

Aiden turned to his long-distance friend and hugged him. "You're not
stupid. You just forgot about my mom dying is all." He ended his hug.
"Let's go swimming." The quick hug had reenergized Aiden's shrinking cock
and it popped back to attention, but he didn't care.

Nolan followed Aiden down the steps to the pool, wishing more than ever
that he and Aiden lived closer to each other, or that he could at least
spend a night with him. Nolan looked at Aiden's rear end wiggling in front
of him and wondered why he thought that his friend's ass was beautiful.
Nolan Moyer's crush on Aiden was total and all-consuming.

A bit after one o'clock the sandwiches, potato salad, and drinks were laid
out in the kitchen. David saw the agreed upon signal from Larry and blew
his whistle which announced that lunch was ready. The boys (and the girl)
left the pool area and went up the stairs to the deck or up the basement
stairs to the main house to get their lunch. Aiden, with some suggestions
from Gordy and Lenny, had orchestrated the lunch routine.

The kids spread themselves out after getting their sandwiches and
salad. Kalie and Gordy sat at the kitchen table. Aiden, Nolan, Trent,
Miles, and Muddy were at the dining room table. Everyone else was at an
outside table, either up on the deck or down on the pool patio.

There were cupcakes for dessert, which Larry and Kalie's mom planned to set
out after everyone had finished their lunches. The sandwiches were wolfed
down and lemonade was drunk seemingly by the gallon.

While no rules had been set, it was pretty much agreed upon that if people
wanted to mess around they could do so in the back room of the basement.
Nobody did so before lunch, but the fact that Mason and Brody disappeared
after finishing their lunch was not lost on anybody. Nor was the fact that
the two smallest boys at the party came up the stairs from the basement to
the main floor with goofy grins on their faces. Everybody knew what Mason
was into and that Brody was unlikely to object to receiving a blow job from
Mason's talented mouth. It also didn't escape anyone that Gordy and Kalie
had spent lunch sitting with each other.

When the chocolate cupcakes were set out, they quickly disappeared as did
the lemonade and the chocolate milk that was also served with dessert.
Gordy and Kalie also disappeared, but not together. Only Aiden and Miles
suspected something was going on.

Kalie and Gordy had talked about kissing and related topics at the kitchen
table. Kalie was six months older than Gordy, which made a difference to
them. Kalie was also taller than Gordy, but in fifth and sixth grades girls
were often taller than boys. Kalie and Gordy were in the same grade, which
was a plus, and also played on the same baseball team, which was a huge
plus.

"People have been looking at us funny," Gordy said as he and Kalie finished
off their cupcakes.

"Why, because we're sitting together?" Kalie asked.

"Yeah."

"That is so dumb." Kalie scoffed. "If you and Aiden were sitting together,
nobody would care and you're almost like boyfriends." Gordy blushed on
hearing the boyfriend reference. "Just because I'm a girl doesn't mean we
can't sit and talk. And I think you've kissed Aiden more than you've kissed
me."

"I've never kissed you."

"That's what I mean. But you kissed my cousin Gretchen and she thought you
were a really great kisser. I want to find out how good you kiss and see if
she's right."

"I dunno. Where would we do it?"

"Down in the basement where I changed."

Gordy swallowed his last piece of cupcake. "Just a couple of kisses. If
people saw us they might think you were my girlfriend."

"Yeah, just a quick kiss so I can see if Gretchen was right. And I want to
see if you kiss better than Aiden."

"He taught me how to kiss."

"Doesn't mean you can't kiss better. And it's no big deal anyway, since
Autumn and Brittany helped teach me how to kiss. And I've kissed Gretchen.
My cousin Ian is the best kisser of any of them." Kalie stood up from the
table. "I'll see you in the room in a couple of minutes," she said as she
left the kitchen.

Gordy waited for a couple of minutes before following Kalie. He wanted to
go a different route to the basement than Kalie had taken, but he didn't
know which way she went. He decided to use the house stairs since the
fewest people would see him go to the basement as opposed to almost
everybody if he went out on the deck and took the stairs down to the pool
patio. As it was, nobody saw him heading for the stairs.

He wished the furniture in the main basement room was in the back room. As
it was there was just the beat up old couch and a couple of worn chairs
back there as well as the sleeping bags of everybody who spent the
night. As he started to open the door, he heard voices off to his right in
what Aiden called the game room. While he could have snuck into the back
room he was curious as to who was doing what in the games room. Maybe
somebody who wasn't used to the layout of Aiden's basement had gone in
there to mess around.

Peeking into the room Gordy saw Aiden and Nolan at the foosball table. They
had rolled the ping pong table out to the pool patio, placing it under the
deck where players were less likely to be bothered by the sun and breezes.

 "I'm surprised nobody was in here playing foosball."

"Have you ever set it up outside?" Nolan asked.

"Yeah, lots of times, but it's harder to do than the ping pong table
because it's heavier and we wanted to get the basement and patio set up
without my daddy's help. I think we did okay.  It would be nice if we had a
pool table."

"We have a pool table, but I don't play it much."

"You know who's really good at foosball?"

"Who?"

"The twins. I'll go see if they want to play." As Aiden headed for the door
to the room, Gordy ducked away into the bathroom. "Hey, Gordy," Aiden said
to his best friend. "Want to play something with us?"

"Not now. I just came in to take a pee," Gordy lied. He hated himself for
lying to his best friend, but he couldn't bring himself to tell Aiden his
real reason for being in the basement.

"Okay, see you soon." As soon as Aiden left the basement Gordy zipped
across the main room and into the backroom. Kalie was sitting on a rolled
out sleeping bag, naked.

"You're naked. I didn't know anybody was getting naked." Gordy couldn't
think of anything else to say.

"I know. You saw me naked when I was changing."

"I know, but this is different."

Kalie patted the sleeping bag. "So, sit next to me and kiss me like you
kissed Gretchen." Gordy was grateful she didn't say anything about wanting
him to getting naked.

"What if somebody else comes in?" Gordy asked.

"Then they'll see me naked, too. Come on Gordy, it's not like boys don't
make out with girls. Nobody's gonna think you're weird or anything for
kissing me."

Gordy wasn't so sure. He couldn't help but think that friends like Miles,
Brody, Mason, and the twins would think it less weird if they caught him
making out with Aiden instead of with Kalie.

He took a deep breath and sat next to Kalie and scooted close to her.
"We're gonna French, `cuz me and Gretchen Frenched."

"I've French kissed."

Gordy scooted in closer, their bare torsos and bare legs touching. He
tentatively placed his lips against Kalie's and pressed. Kalie pressed
back. Their kiss was awkward as both preteens were unsure of the situation.
Gordy opened his mouth and pushed out his tongue, which Kalie readily
accepted. Somehow his hand found its way to her left nipple, which was
swollen some by her sexual excitement.

Gordy had played with nipples before, mostly Aiden's. But even though
Kalie's chest looked boyish, her aureole felt bigger. He unconsciously
rubbed it as he and Kalie traded tongue. Gordy's cock was so hard inside of
his board shorts that it hurt. Surprising himself as he did it, Gordy broke
off the kiss, stood up, and pulled off his shorts, freeing his three-plus
inch boy erection.

While Gordy was getting naked in front of a girl for the first time, Aiden
came back into the basement with Lenny and Lance. He wondered where Gordy
was. He gave the closed door to the backroom a look. Since Gordy and Kalie
had sat together in the kitchen during lunch and since they were now both
missing, Aiden had a pretty good idea of who was behind the closed door.
For reasons he didn't quite understand, he felt a pang of jealousy. He
followed the twins into the game room and closed the door.

Gordy, who was now naked, sat back down next to Kalie and the two preteens
resumed their kissing. Kalie had played with her cousin Ian's boner since
he was eleven and she was eight, so she had no problem placing her hand
around Gordy's erection. He groaned as soon as he felt her touch and then
kissed her harder.

It was at that point that the door opened and Mason came into the backroom
with Trent. The two boys stared at the naked boy and girl on the floor in
front of them and then at each other. Well, the word passed around by Aiden
was that if you went into the backroom and somebody else was messing
around, you simply stayed out of their way and did your own messing around.

Still, for Mason, who was used to boys messing around with other boys,
seeing a boy mess around with a girl was a whole new experience. For that
matter, just seeing a naked girl was a whole new experience. Since Trent
didn't attend Lakeshore School, he wasn't as attuned to the sex play of his
fifth grade friends there as Mason was. He'd already seen Kalie naked
earlier in the day, and she had seen him naked, so he had no problem
pulling off his shorts.

Gordy noticed that Mason was naked and had been naked when he walked into
the room. He wondered how that happened. He didn't give it much thought as
he went back to kissing Kalie and playing with her nipples as she slowly
masturbated him.

Trent sat down in the far corner of the room and Mason knelt between his
legs, placing his mouth around Trent's cock. Trent, who would be eleven in
less than a month, was a well-endowed young boy. He was just a hair short
of four inches and his cock was a thick sausage. He even managed to squeeze
a drop of cum out of his hairless cock on occasion. Mason had given him his
first blow job, so when he saw Mason sneak his shorts off in the pool, he
knew what he wanted from Mason—he wanted another blow job.

When Kalie saw Mason go down on Trent, she wondered what it would be like
to suck Gordy. She considered it, but when Gordy gently pushed her on to
her back and lay next to her she decided to try it at a different time.
Gordy was now draped over her and the fire in her body, particularly in her
pussy, was hotter than anything she'd ever experienced.

Trent was already close to cumming. He watched Gordy and Kalie trade spit
as Gordy humped his dick along Kalie's belly. Out of curiosity, Gordy
reached down and touched Kalie's pussy lips, eliciting a squeak and then a
moan from the eleven-year-old girl. That was all it took to send Gordy over
the edge, which was all it took to send Trent over the edge, which caused
Kalie to put her middle finger into her pussy, which sent her over the
edge. The room was filled by the noise of the three preadolescents having
intense orgasms together. Mason was feeling left out. Kalie saw his
expression and crawled across the room and put Mason's cock in her mouth.

Kalie wasn't sure what she was doing as she sucked on her first cock, but
it didn't matter. Mason was so loving getting something back after giving a
blow job that he had his own dry orgasm within a minute after Kalie started
her inexpert blow job.

The four pubescent children took time to catch their breath. Trent was the
first one to say anything. "Damn, Gordy, I didn't know Kalie was your
girlfriend."

Gordy looked over at Kalie who said, "We were just checking how good we
could kiss." Gordy breathed out a sigh of relief and gave Kalie a weak
smile. He was confused about what had transpired between him and Kalie when
put into the context of his relationship with Aiden.

Except for Mason, everybody dressed, and headed out into the main room.
Aiden noticed who the four were coming out and wondered if pairings had
been Gordy with Kalie and Mason with Trent or if they had been Gordy with
Mason and Kalie with Trent.

"You guys have fun?" Aiden called out. Mason's grin at least answered the
question. As Aiden watched them walk out to the pool, he wondered where
Mason's swimsuit was.

That was the big sex event of the party. Surprisingly only two others ended
up in the backroom. Even more surprising was that the pair was David
Fitzgerald and Mason. The fourteen-year-old lifeguard had retrieved Mason's
swim shorts after Mason went into the basement with Trent. He had noticed
Mason's little boner.

"Word has it that Mason loves to suck dick," Nick told David.

"For real? He's just a little dude."

"Sammy says it's true, and Sammy knows all about this shit."

David chuckled and said, "I wonder if Mason would blow me to get his shorts
back."

"It can't hurt to ask."

When Mason returned, David brokered his deal and Mason was soon sucking off
David's five-inch uncut cock. Mason enjoyed stuffing the big wiener into
his mouth, he enjoyed playing with the scattered wispy hairs in his pubic
area, he enjoyed licking and sucking and fondling David's low hanging,
smooth ball sac. Mason was in total heaven when David shot his big wad of
maturing cum into Mason's eager mouth. For Mason, giving a blow job to a
teen stud like David and having his mouth loaded with sweet cum, was,
without question, a taste of heaven.

His only regret, if one existed, was not being able to have Nick's big
eighteen-year-old piece of meat in his mouth. But he was philosophical –
he figured there would always be another time.

By five o'clock the company was leaving and by five-thirty everyone except
Nolan and Kalie was gone. Kalie helped her mom with the cleanup and Nolan
helped Aiden. Nolan's father was due at six to pick him up.

They had everything put away and cleaned up by quarter to six. Kalie left
with her mom, which left Nolan and Aiden some time for making out. The two
boys went up to Aiden's room and started French kissing from the moment
they entered the room. Aiden wanted to see Nolan naked, but looking at the
clock on his desk, he knew that all he would get was a quick glance. He
wanted his first sight of Nolan in the nude to happen when he had lots of
time to admire his friend. Still, they got five minutes of kissing in which
gave them rock hard boners and increased their feelings for each other.

That night, just like after the first time they'd kissed, the two jerked
off in their respective beds. They wanted to text each other about what
they were thinking and doing, but were afraid of a parental random check of
their texts. Nolan had a wet cum, squirting two clear drops above his belly
button, while Aiden came dry. Both boys went to sleep satisfied and happy.

Unlike Gordy, who fell asleep full of confusion that night, Aiden and Nolan
felt good about their feelings for each other. As they did so often,
however, they wished they lived close to each other and wished they could
have overnights with each other.

SUNDAY, MAY 27

<Peter Astor>

Peter woke up wondering where he was. His head was spinning and each spin
made his brain feel like it was being ripped out of his skull. He was on a
cold, hard surface with a damp blanket covering him and a thick pillow
without a cover under his head. He could tell he was naked. He opened his
eyes, which was painful, and noted he had been sleeping in a bathtub that
smelled like piss. He realized that the blanket was wet because he'd peed
on it and over himself.

He opened the sliding door and recognized his bathroom, not that he had any
doubt when he realized he was in a bathtub. There was a naked boy lying on
the floor. He could see that it was Ed Shaffer. Peter tried to shake off
the fog in his brain and think how it was he ended up in his bathtub in a
pool of piss.

It all began at the end of the school day, Friday. He had seen Coach
Sanders in the hall and was pleased when the head baseball coach once again
told him how proud he was of the job he'd done on the freshman baseball
team.

"I'm even more pleased with you off the field than I was with your
performance on the field, which was pretty good. It was nice to see you
working to get your act together."

Peter had blushed with pleasure while at the same time he resented Coach
Sanders and his restrictions on his behavior. Since the high school season
ended he'd stayed away from beer and weed. He decided to play summer ball
and knew the same rules about alcohol and drug use were in effect on the
14-and-under team. After the team's first two turnouts he realized that
Coach Mathis wasn't as anal about things as Coach Sanders.

After Coach Sanders told him to have a fun and safe weekend, Peter thought
about having a beer when he got home from school. After all, he was now
playing summer league baseball and not school ball. By the time he got home
he had made up his mind. He stripped down to his boxers, pulled out a beer,
took a long, satisfying sip and sat on the overstuffed chair in the living
room. He put his feet up on the ottoman, pulled off his boxers and tossed
them on the floor, and started jerking off while sipping his beer. It was
just like old times.

By the time his dad got home from work, Peter was on his fourth beer and
had the cum from two jerkoff sessions drying on his belly and in the thin
line of dark pubic hair above his cock.

"So, you decided to join the ranks of manhood again, I see," Ross Astor
remarked on seeing the boxers and three empty beer bottles strewn on the
floor. He had stopped off at the Mountain Tavern and was feeling a pretty
good buzz.

"Fucking Coach Sanders can't get me now, `cuz I'm done with school
baseball," Peter said.

"Is that what got you turned on?"

"I ain't turned on. Look at my cock, it's soft."

"Whatever. It's no big secret what you've been doing."

"I'm gonna have some friends come tomorrow."

Ross shook his head. "You mean those young punks you run around with?"

"Yeah. They're my gang," Peter grinned.

"They're your fuck buddies you mean. Can't you at least run around with
guys your own age? Like that David dude from baseball you were hanging
around with."

"Yeah, he's pretty cool, but he don't drink or get high at all—ever. He
won't even jerk off with me."

"But damn, son, your so-called gang. Those dudes are young. They're in
middle school. Besides, it's time you found yourself a slutty bitch to
fuck."

"They're no younger to me than that bimbo you hang around with is to you."

"At least she's a she and is eighteen so who gives a fuck." Ross had been
shacking up with Traci Duncan, a freshman at Centralia College. She had
graduated from Kentburg High School the previous spring. He met her at a
tavern in Kentburg where she flashed her fake ID to get in and he bought
her drinks.

"You do, `cuz you fuck her."

"Tell you what, if you keep your fucking yap shut, I'll get you beers for
tomorrow and you can get your buddies drunk while I go sleep at Traci's
since her roomie's gone for the weekend."

"Cool, then I won't have to listen to her squeal when she cums."

"Fuck you. What I should do is slap your face. What's for dinner?"

"Beer."

"How about we get something out of the freezer and nuke it and watch some
stupid movie."

"Yeah, like porn."

"Fuck that shit. Now go wash the cum off you and put your boxers on and
let's get serious about eating. At least you did your work when you were
dry."

Peter got up but didn't bother to dress. For some reason, he felt like he
had some kind of power over his father by displaying his sexuality in front
of him.

And so, that night and the next morning he got hold of Eddie, Grant Stovie,
Russell, Roger, Barry, and Todd, who was fifteen and also a freshman. All
of them said they could come over, but Barry said he would have to sneak
over and that he couldn't spend the night.

Eddie surprised Peter by bringing Mudrak Babik with him. "This is Muddy,"
he told Peter. "He won't stay long. He's just going to suck my dick for me
with you guys watching."

"Why, he likes showing off?" Peter asked.

"No, he sucks my dick when I tell him to so I will leave his friends
alone."

"I like how you work," Peter laughed.

Muddy got the evening started by getting naked with Eddie and sucking his
dick in the living room while Eddie drank a beer. "Damn, you've got a big
one, Muddy," Peter remarked. "Nice ass, too. I can't believe you're in
fifth grade."

Muddy said nothing and kept sucking Eddie as everyone looked on. "Have you
ever been fucked?" Peter asked Muddy, which finally got Muddy to stop
sucking.

"Yes, Mudrak's been fucked," Muddy replied.

"Want to get fucked tonight?"

"No. I suck Eddie and then go." He looked at the beer being consumed by
everyone but himself and Barry. "Mudrak don't drink beer or smoke pot or
cigarettes or any of that. I am here to suck Eddie for my friends." He put
his lips back around Eddie's three inches and said no more.

"Your dick is almost as long as mine and it's thicker. Fuck, you ain't even
in middle school and you're gonna make the bitches happy."

"Mudrak has made girls happy many times," Muddy said, eliciting a look of
combined envy and skepticism from Peter.

Before they started nuking frozen pizza, their number had shrunk a
little. Once Muddy got Eddie off, Muddy sat on the floor next to Barry. He
and Barry jerked each other off and then dressed.

"Fuck, Eddie, your friend shoots and has hair and a big cock and he's just
a fifth grader. You gotta get him to fuck you."

"Thank you for the Dr. Pepper," Muddy said as he started for the front
door.

"Yeah, thanks," Barry said. He'd been bored—he really wanted to do
more. He was pleased when Muddy started jerking him off since the two of
them still had some bad blood between them from the year before. As soon as
he had his dry cum at Muddy's expert hands, Barry knew he had to leave. He
was afraid of his parents learning he was at Peter's house, where he was
expressly forbidden to go.

That night there was lots of beer consumed and weed smoked. Todd brought
the weed as Russell and Eddie got wasted for the first time in their young
lives. Peter remembered there was sex with him fucking Todd and Todd
fucking Roger and other stuff he didn't remember, except that everybody got
wasted and had an orgasm or two or three.

Peter slowly pulled himself to his feet and stepped out of the tub. He
shook Eddie who moaned but didn't move. Eddie's body was partly blocking
the toilet, but Peter managed to pee without getting much of it on the
ten-year-old. It was going to take a while to get everybody going, but it
was worth it.

As he walked around the house looking for Grant, Todd, Roger, and Russell,
he thought about the power he felt in getting the younger boys wasted and
messing around with them. He had a flash of memory of trying to fuck Eddie,
but they couldn't make it work. He knew it would eventually happen, because
Eddie was now his boy. Peter knew Eddie hated Aiden Miller just like he
did. Maybe Eddie could help bring him down.

Suddenly, Peter Astor realized what he really wanted. What he wanted was to
see Aiden Miller passed out on the bathroom floor, just like Eddie. He
wanted to remember Aiden Miller puking in the toilet like Eddie and Russell
had last night. He wanted to piss over Aiden. He wanted to fuck Aiden
Miller and humiliate him in the worst way. He wanted to corrupt Aiden
Miller and show Aiden's tight ass father that his son wasn't as goody-goody
as he thought he was.

Peter knew he could do it, but that it would take a lot of time. Now the
only question was, how would he make it happen?

<Aiden>

Aiden sat in the bleachers at the Lacey baseball complex. The
sixteen-and-under Mayfield Red Hawks were playing the Kirkland Kings. The
Red Hawks were 3-0 in the tournament and the Kings were 4-1. If the Hawks
won, they would be tournament champions. If the Hawks lost, then they would
have to play the Kings again, this time in a winner-takes-all game.

Aiden was sitting with a group of his friends: Gordy, Miles, Mason, Lenny,
Lance and Trent. Trent and Gordy had come with their parents while Miles,
Mason, and the twins had ridden with Aiden in the Honda Odyssey.

The boys settled in and into the game from the moment Mitch Fleming threw
the first pitch. Fleming was sixteen and a junior. The Red Hawks had
defeated Kirkland 6-3 in their Saturday afternoon game. They then romped
12-1 in five innings over a team from Hillsdale, Oregon in their evening
game. Now they were playing Kirkland once again. Kirkland had won the
Sunday morning game 7-2 and had to play Mayfield as soon as that game was
over.

Mayfield had the advantage the undefeated team so often had in the
finals—their pitching was fresher. That ended up being the case as they
won 8-4 for the championship. Kirkland had battled hard. The score was tied
4-4 after five innings, but the Kings had tapped out their best
pitchers. The Red Hawks scored three in the top of the sixth and one in the
seventh to move away to the win.

"I can't believe you won the championship," Aiden gushed on the drive
home. Larry was driving the Odyssey while Phil sat in the passenger
seat. Miles, Mason, Lenny, and Lance were also riding in the minivan.

"Why, do you think I'm not capable of coaching a championship team?" Phil
asked with amusement.

"No, it's just that it's so cool you won. I hardly know anybody on your
team."

"You'll get to know them this summer. The Hawks, plus the kids on the
Legion team have a lot of talent." The boys older than sixteen played on
the Senior American Legion team which was not part of the Mayfield Baseball
Club. It was felt by the Club's board of directors that the competition
would be stronger playing Legion ball than playing in the Washington State
eighteen-and-under league. The negative every year was that they usually
had difficulty filling the roster. This year's Legion team only had twelve
players on their roster.

That night, Aiden took Horace downstairs and slept with his dads. For
Aiden, his dad winning a championship was so special that the best way to
celebrate it was by the family sleeping together.

MONDAY, MAY 28

<Sammy Bednarzyk>

 "You know, you really would make an outstanding gay boy," Jeffrey
Bednarzyk told his thirteen-year-old brother. "You are still the best fuck
in Mayfield, male or female."

"Yeah, like you know a lot about fucking females," Sammy chuckled as his
seventeen-year-old brother wrapped his long arms around his torso. The two
teens had spent the night together in Jeffrey's bed. Jeffrey made love to
his little brother twice after which they fell asleep, their naked,
athletic bodies snuggling close in brotherly love.

Jeffrey kissed his brother on the lips and looked into his brown eyes and
at his smooth, unblemished face. "You really didn't fuck Susan yesterday?"
Jeffrey asked, referring to Sammy's girlfriend.

"Nope," Sammy answered. "She doesn't feel ready to do it, and I'm not going
to make a big deal out of it. But still, sleeping naked in her bed with her
was pretty sexy, I think." Susan and Sammy were both eighth graders at the
middle school. Sammy had spent Saturday afternoon at Susan's house. He and
Susan got naked as soon as her parents left for the afternoon. They spent
the afternoon making out and then napping naked together in her bed.

"You've sure changed your tune on the subject," Jeffrey observed. "I mean
for over a year now you've wanted to fuck her brains out."

"Not to mention my brains which, considering how pickled they were, might
have been a good idea. This whole sobriety thing sure changes how you look
at shit. I mean, it's not like I didn't have an orgasm with her—hell I
had two and so did she. But, no fucking—well, except me titty-fucking
her. Damn, she's got nice jugs and my dick fit right there in between
them. And squirting all over her boobs was fucking hot." He smelled the
middle finger of his right hand. "She liked this finger tickling her clit
and going deep into her twat."

"And last night you came three times with me fucking you. Damn, little bro,
you are a friggen sex machine."

Sammy kissed his brother and winked at him. "As you can tell, I sure ain't
gay. No offense, bro."

"None taken. But if you could pick a boy's ass to fuck, whose would it be?"

"Aiden Miller," Sammy answered without hesitating.

"For real?"

"Have you seen a sweeter looking ass in Mayfield? Plus, he's just fucking
sexy-cute, what with his messy blond hair and those freckles across his
nose."

"You think Aiden is really that sexy? Do you think you're ever gonna do
it?"

"It won't ever happen. Aiden doesn't like me much. I don't think he's ever
forgiven me for what I did when we first met."

"I don't blame him," Jeffrey said. He thought back to the time Sammy had
sat naked poolside when he, Jeffrey, and Nick were boy-sitting Aiden, who
had just moved into Larry and Phil's home. Without intending to, but also
without stopping it from happening, Sammy jerked off and shot his thin boy
juice onto Aiden's face while the young boy moved in closely to see what
was going on. "I have to take some of the blame. I saw what was going on
and decided to be a high school boy letting the little kids learn about
sex. So, I was dumb, too."

"He was what, eight or nine or something?"

"Yeah."

"I've been working on Step Nine," Sammy said, referring to his AA
program. "That means I have to make amends to people on my list, and Aiden
is on my list. And that isn't the only thing I need to make amends
for. Hell, I even have something to make amends for what happened just a
few days ago."

"You're kidding. What did you do, cum on him again?"

"I'm not that stupid. But I got all funky and let my dick talk and asked
him when I could fuck him. I mean that's stupid, but not totally stupid
like cumming in his face was. All that stuff together doesn't put me real
high on Aiden's Christmas card list though."

"When are you gonna make those amends? I mean you've already made them to
me."

"And to mom and to dad," Sammy confessed. "I've done them with a couple of
teachers and with Susan. But, they seem to become harder making them with
people I don't know that good, like Aiden. And his dads—I gotta make
them to his dads, too, and they're gonna be my baseball coaches. So, I
don't know when I'm gonna make them. Mel and Marty both say that I'll make
them when I'm ready, but I have to work at getting ready to make them. I
guess that makes sense."

Jeffrey gave his brother a tight hug. "I am so proud of you and what you're
doing bro."

"Proud enough to give me a blow job?"

"Careful, or you're going to be a sex addict," Jeffrey chuckled.

"Nah, I'm just a horny thirteen-year-old, which is normal."

"Speaking of you being horny—I was surprised when you said Aiden was the
butt you'd love to fuck if you were a gay boy. I thought you and his cousin
were busy boys in bed."

"Yeah. But in his case, if I was gay I'd want Chase to be my boyfriend. I
got a total crush on him, not just on his cute ass. It's good he doesn't
live in Mayfield or I might find out I really am gay," Sammy laughed. "Now,
how about that blow job."

"How about a before breakfast sixty-nine bro?"

"You're on." The two horny brothers quickly shifted into position on
Jeffrey's bed and the suck-fest between them was on.

<Aiden>

After Larry tucked him in, Aiden turned on his desk lamp and took Horace
down from his shelf, setting him on a corner of his bed. He took his bottle
of lotion out of its desk drawer and set to work jerking off.

Friday night had been what he thought of as an orgy night. Saturday was a
fun day at the pool which became even more interesting after Mason told him
during the game on Sunday what had happened in the basement's back room. He
jerked off thinking of Gordy and Kalie naked and making out on the floor.
He wondered what Kalie looked like totally naked, then switched his
thinking to Mason sucking off Trent. That was something he could more
closely identify with. The memory of his kisses with Nolan were with him as
well. He shook from his satisfactory dry orgasm. He turned off the light
and rolled onto his right side wondering how Kalie and Gordy would be
acting around each other in school the next day.

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