Date: Thu, 24 Jan 2019 20:45:31 +0000
From: Douglas DD <thehakaanen@hotmail.com>
Subject: Aiden 2 Chapter 65

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CHAPTER 65
FIRST DATE

FRIDAY, OCTOBER 26

<Gordy and Kalie>

Gordy's alarm jerked him awake. He grumbled and fussed before getting up
for a trip to the bathroom and a much needed piss. He was upset because he
had to get up early on an extra day off because his mom didn't want him to
be home alone all day. His father was cool with it, but he didn't win his
argument.

Normally, Gordy would have stayed with Aiden or Miles, but Aiden had his
big "date" starting that afternoon and Miles' father was taking advantage
of the long weekend by taking his sons on an Eastern Washington hunting
trip. He'd discussed spending the day with Trent, but Trent's mother had
made other plans for him. Instead, he was going to spend the day with
Kalie. That, in itself wasn't so bad—what was bad was having to get up
early to do it. He'd argued with his mom that she could just let him sleep
in and he'd ride his bike out to Kalie's farm, with an unannounced stop at
Aiden's along the way. But that idea didn't fly either.

Mason said it best a few days ago when he griped that kids have no control
of their lives. "Adults have leashes around us and make us follow behind
them doing what they want us to do, not what we want to do. It's like we've
got our noses in their butts all the time because of that leash."

At least Gordie's mom would get him to Kalie's quickly and he could get
back to sleep in the back house. He would have breakfast and take his
shower there. After peeing, he got dressed in some old play clothes. He had
already placed some better clothes and fresh underwear in his backpack to
use for their date at Bob's Burger Barn that afternoon. At least I admit
I'm going on a date, Gordy thought as he met his mom in the living room.

Kalie's mom met Gordy at the door when his mother dropped him off. Since it
was raining, she told him he could go through the house to get to the back
house. "Kalie is still asleep," Kalie's mom said. "Like we told you and
your mother earlier, she doesn't get much chance to sleep in since even on
weekends there are chores to do. We said today could be a special day for
her. Anyway, I'll make breakfast for you two kids whenever you both wake
up."

Gordy thanked her and headed out of the kitchen door to the back porch. She
thought about what a fine boy he was. Between him and Aiden Miller she
almost wished Kalie could have two boyfriends, but for now she'd picked
Gordy. Having already sent one child, her son Travis, through middle
school, she knew how dramatic and volatile things could be, and that was
after raising a boy. Kalie had made choosing her first boyfriend seem like
one of the most dramatic events in the history of Mayfield Middle School
and her mother couldn't help but wonder what her reaction would be when
this first fling at love ended, as it inevitably would.

Gordy went into the big bedroom with the big bed. He stripped down to his
underpants and wondered if it was okay for him to strip naked or if he
should keep his underpants on just in case Kalie came in to wake him
up. With little hesitation, he pulled off his boxers. After all, Kalie's
seen me naked before, he thought with a grin.

The bed was warm and comfortable. He was surprised that he didn't fall
asleep right away, but he was more awake after his ride out to Kalie's than
he thought he would be. He tossed and turned a bit, his thoughts drifting
to Aiden and Nolan and how Aiden seemed much more nervous about his "date"
with Nolan than he was about his lunch date with Kalie. As he wondered if
that was really true, he finally drifted off to sleep.

It seemed he had just fallen asleep when he heard the bedroom door open and
felt someone sit on the bed. "Good morning, Gordy," Kalie said. "Mom's
getting breakfast ready."

Gordy yawned a "Good morning" in return and asked what time it was. When
told it was ten after nine he realized he'd slept for almost an hour and a
half. He saw that Kalie was wearing jeans and a t-shirt.

Gordy had laid his clothes neatly on a chair, except for his boxers, which
he'd stripped off at the last second. Kalie noticed the boxers on the floor
along with Gordy's bare shoulders peeking above the covers and smiled to
herself.

"Did you sleep naked?" She knew she sounded dumb asking an obvious
question, but she wanted to hear him admit he was naked.

"Yeah," Gordy replied with a deep red blush. He had been wondering how he
was going to be able to get out of bed with Kalie in the room. He decided
to wait until she left for breakfast. He wished now that he'd kept his
boxers on. The fact that Kalie had seen him naked before wasn't a factor at
the moment.

"Well, you need to get up for breakfast."

"But, I'm naked," he protested.

"So?"

"So, this is different than us messing around. This is me getting out of
bed and getting dressed. I mean, it's not like we were spending the night
together or that we're married or something."

"Seeing you get out of bed naked would be cool," Kalie said. Then she
surprised him by planting a long kiss on his lips. He felt her tongue push
at his mouth and opened his lips slightly. Kalie darted her tongue in and
out then broke off the kiss.

"What was that about?"

"Well, now we messed around a little, so you can let me see you naked. I
would have kissed you longer but you've got morning breath. Donna has that
sometimes, so we hardly ever kiss in the morning when we have a sleepover."

Gordy was feeling grossed out by the surprise kiss, by the comment on
morning breath, and by Kalie sitting on the bed fully dressed while he was
under the covers completely naked. He wished for what seemed like the
thousandth time that morning that he could be with Aiden, or Miles, or
Trent, or even Mason or Muddy—anywhere but where he was.

"I need to get out of bed," Gordy said as if Kalie didn't know.

"So, do it. I don't care if you're naked."

"Well, I do."

"Gordy, you and me have done sex naked and we slept together naked. I mean,
I gave you a blow job. It's not like I've never seen you naked." She then
had an inspiration. She quickly pulled off her t-shirt, revealing her bare
chest. Before Gordy could say anything she'd pulled off her jeans and was
now wearing only her girl boxers. Gordy popped an almost instant
erection. Then she pulled off her boxers revealing her bare pussy. "Is this
better?"

Gordy's answer was to pull back the covers, revealing his naked tween body.

"You have a boner." Once again, she stated the obvious.

Erections fascinated her and she quickly put her hand around Gordy's. She
lay down next to Gordy and the two put their lips together and commenced
kissing, only this time with more passion than before. Gordy was rubbing
his cock along Kalie's abdomen, finding the experience much different than
rubbing off on Aiden because there was no cock to rub against. He wasn't
sure whether he missed the cock part of the experience because rubbing on
Kalie was so smooth.

The two of them rolled together so that Gordy was on top of Kalie, rubbing
his cock along her and kissing her with a wild passion. Morning breath no
longer seemed to be an issue. Before very much could happen, however,
Kalie's phone, which was in a pocket of her jeans, rang for an incoming
text.

"Shit," she said as Gordy rolled off of her. It surprised him to hear Kalie
cuss even though he'd heard her do it before. Something in his moral code
said that cussing was for boys and not for girls, even though he knew it
wasn't true. She pulled the phone out of the pocket and read the
text. "Breakfast is ready."

They quickly started dressing. "Murphy's Law of Messing Around," Gordy said
as he pulled on his boxers.

"What's that?"

Gordy reminded her of Mr. Lawrence's lesson on Murphy's Law. "Remember?
It's anything that can go wrong will go wrong."

"Oh, yeah."

"And then he said there could be corollaries—which means different ways
the law could work. So, Aiden made up his own corollary and he called it
Murphy's Law of Messing Around. It goes, anytime you mess around with a
friend and adults are around, they will find a way to interrupt you right
when things are getting good."

Kalie laughed as she pulled on her t-shirt. "I like that. It sounds like
something Aiden would come up with."

The two kids went to the main house for breakfast. After breakfast they
helped with the cleanup and then went to the barn to take care of the
horses and do other chores. It was raining too hard to do anything
outdoors. Neither one talked about what had taken place on the bed earlier
in the morning.

At about eleven-thirty they finished up their final chore. It was time to
shower and put on fresh clothes. Kalie's father was going to drive them
into town for their lunch around one and they wanted to be ready in plenty
of time.

Gordy went into the backhouse and unpacked fresh underpants and socks, a
gray and blue striped polo shirt, and a good pair of jeans. He stripped his
sweaty, dirty clothes off and was about to head to the shower when Kalie
came in carrying a change of clothes. Unlike earlier in the morning, Gordy
wasn't embarrassed by his nakedness.

"I'm going to shower with you."

Gordy shrugged. "Won't your mom find out?"

"She knows I came in here with my clothes. She knows we'll get naked and
she doesn't care. We've talked about sex a lot since I was like nine. I'm
sure she knows we're going to shower together and is cool with it"

"I wonder what my mom would think about this?"

"I dunno, but you might want to talk sex with her."

"I have with my dad. I think he might even be cool with what we do as long
as we're really careful about it."  Being around Kalie was like being
around a boy. Whatever uncomfortable feelings he'd had that morning were
gone, at least for the moment. Kalie was his girlfriend, so why shouldn't
they shower together? Gordy thought. After all, Kalie had sucked him off
and showered with him back in June.

Before entering the shower, Kalie lay on the bed and gave Gordy some
lessons on what to touch between her legs and how to do it to make her feel
good. She'd learned a lot from touching herself and discovering her body
with her girlfriends. Gordy thought he was going to cum just from touching
her sexual organs. He wondered why he'd felt so embarrassed when he woke up
earlier and then decided it was because his morning had been so
weird. Kalie then jerked him off to an intense orgasm that had been
building up all day, oohing as Gordy shot his clear boy juice on his belly.

After she finished staring at Gordy's boy juice, they went to the bathroom
to shower. Gordy and Kalie washed each other and touched each other in all
of their private places (except their ass cracks), but the shower ended up
being much more chaste than it could have been. "You've got a boner again,"
Kalie noted as she washed his penis.

"It happens a lot." Gordy reminded her. Especially when somebody's touching
it, he thought.

After the shower Kalie masturbated herself to a climax as Gordy watched and
jerked himself off to a second orgasm, wishing he was the one bringing
Kalie off. He was positive he would be making her cum soon. Gordy was now
totally infatuated with Kalie and being sexual with a girl. If he ever had
any doubt, being with Kalie that morning ended it. He was unquestionably
straight, although he had no plans to quit messing around with his boy
friends, and with Aiden in particular.

After dressing, Kalie and Gordy went to the main house. Kalie's mother
smiled as they came in. She had no doubt that they hadn't showered
separately. Kalie was growing up on a farm after all. She knew the ins and
outs of sex both from observation and from their chats. She knew Gordy was
a good boy and trusted them to not get carried away—at least for now.

Kalie's dad told them it was time to go. Gordy's first date was about to
begin. It seemed almost anticlimactic after what had ensued between him and
Kalie during the morning.

<Aiden and Nolan>

Aiden sat impatiently at the front window of the house. He kept looking
outside, disappointed in the weather. The sky was a dark gray as low clouds
dropped a steady rain on to the lawn and the street. He pulled out his
phone and checked the clock for what seemed like the hundredth time in the
last five minutes. He was surprised to see that only two minutes had passed
since the last time he'd checked it. Nolan wasn't due for ten minutes, so
why did it seem like he was an hour late?

Aiden rose from the couch and walked into the big multi-purpose room that
served as a den, office, family room, conference room, play room, naturist
room, TV viewing room, and whatever other kind of room they wanted to make
it. He looked out of the big picture window at the lake on the back side of
the house. It was as gray as the skies, empty of boats. Even the ducks were
finding shelter from the weather.

He loved his home, but it hadn't always been that way. He had been eight
(almost nine) when he moved to the big house on the lake. He was older and
bigger now. He had turned eleven almost two months ago which, in his mind,
meant he was almost twelve.

He heard the sound of a car on the wet pavement and ran back into the
living room, disappointed when it drove past the house, a rooster tail of
water rising behind it from the wet pavement. He looked at the time
again. He sat back in the seat that had become his viewing perch since he
first moved into the house. He wondered why he was feeling the way he
did. It's not like he hadn't gone to a movie with a friend before—or
with friends. So why did it feel so different going with Nolan?

Was it because they had really gotten to know each other so well over the
last year? Was it the wonder that had transpired during the baseball camp
last summer? Was it because going to the movie was the first thing they
were going to do as a pair outside of their own houses? Was it because that
night, after the movie and dinner, they would be spending the night
together for the very first time?

They didn't live in the same town—Nolan lived in Meadow Park, which was
more than twenty miles away from Mayfield. But to the boys it seemed like
twenty light years. Although Nolan's father had been instrumental in
introducing the two boys, it was through sports and some other functions,
they had become friends. Their week at baseball camp had made them so much
more.

Aiden looked impatiently out of the window, wondering if this could be
called a date. Gordy, who was going on his first date with a girl, called
what Aiden was doing a date, even if it was between two boys. His dads said
it was whatever Aiden wanted to call it—and his big bro Marty had said
the same thing. He had to find out what Nolan thought it was.

His brain froze and his thoughts came to a stop when he saw a car come into
sight—it was Nolan's car. By the time it turned into the driveway, Aiden
had his jacket and hat on. "He's here!" he yelled to his dad.

Grabbing his overnight bag, Aiden dashed out of the front door and into the
rain. The garage door opened and his dad stood at the opening. "Have fun,
son," he called out. He gave Aiden a wave and Aiden waved back with his
free hand. Nolan opened the left rear door and jumped out, a wide grin
splitting his face.

Paul Moyer, Nolan's father, popped open the trunk and Aiden dropped his bag
in. He closed the trunk and turned, bumping into Nolan. He gave him a
heartfelt hug, which was noted by both dads. The falling rain made the hug
a quick one, but both boys knew that hugging was the exact right thing to
do.

Nolan entered the car through the left rear door and scooted along the
seat; Aiden followed and sat next to him. Aiden's heart was racing—he
didn't know if it was because of exertion or because of excitement. Aiden
observed that Nolan's hair was perfectly in place, a state he never seemed
to be able to reach. He kept his hat on, knowing that just wearing it had
probably mussed his hair after he had so carefully combed it. In spite of
his little tantrum earlier, he didn't care what his hair looked like or
what Nolan's hair looked like. He was with Nolan for the rest of the day
and that was what counted.

The boys buckled in and Paul backed the car out of the driveway. He
couldn't help but grin as the boys commenced with non-stop chatter about
the upcoming movie ("Wonder"), dinner after the movie, sports, school,
friends, Nolan's birthday party, and whatever else popped into their minds.

While Paul could hear the boys, he couldn't see anything but their faces in
the mirror. He couldn't see a pair of hands tentatively sliding closer to
each other. The movement was almost an unconscious one, as if the boys
barely had control of what their hands were doing. When their fingers
touched they each felt a jolt of electricity shoot through them along with
a sudden hardening of their pubescent cocks. They interlocked their
fingers, looked at each other and grinned, once more knowing for sure that
they were doing the exact right thing.

When they arrived at the Centralia Mall, where the Lewis County Multiplex
was located, Nolan's dad dropped them off. He told them he was driving home
and would come to pick them up after the movie was scheduled to end.

"Call me from this doorway after the movie is over," Paul told Nolan. "I'll
be parked nearby and will pick you up within minutes. Enjoy the movie,
guys."

"Mom's going to be with him," Nolan lamented as they entered the Mall and
headed to the theaters.

"Don't you like your mom?" Aiden asked.

"I love my mom, but she was so against this whole...I mean against
this...you know, against..."

"You mean against our date, right?"

Nolan looked at Aiden and flashed a wide grin. "Exactly—against our
date. Our first date."

"And I hope it's not our last."

"It won't be." Nolan touched Aiden's left hand with his right hand, but
didn't grab hold of it. Right then the touch was more than enough.

They reached the theaters and went right to where the ticket taker
was. Nolan had purchased two youth tickets in advance so they wouldn't have
to wait in line at the box office. But they would still have to wait in the
popcorn line. They had planned for this since it went without saying that a
movie wasn't really a movie without popcorn.

They purchased their popcorn and Cokes and then found seats at the center
of the theater just under halfway up. The theater had lounge seats allowing
them to kick their feet up on a footrest just like they could at their own
homes. As they settled into their seats, Aiden noticed two very
good-looking young men come into the theater and take seats three rows in
front of them. One was blond, the other brunette. He was sure he had seen
the young men somewhere, but he couldn't recall where.

Aiden and Nolan had purchased a big barrel of popcorn and happily munched
it through the ads, the coming attractions, and into the start of the
movie. "Wonder" was a wonder of a movie and the boys sat enthralled. Aiden
knew the story since he had read the book, but seeing Augie's deformed face
was still a shock. But Augie's friends, especially Jack, were very cute
boys as were his enemies.

As they ate their popcorn their hands often touched. When they finished the
barrel, the often touched each other changed to continually touched each
other as they once again held hands. They had never talked about holding
hands in the car or in the movie theater—it simply seemed the natural
thing to do.

At one point Nolan took Aiden's hand and placed it on his crotch. Aiden
could feel the hardness of Nolan's four-inch piece of boy steel. He pulled
Nolan's zipper down just far enough to snake his index finger inside. He
could feel the heat of Nolan's sexual excitement. He wigged inside the pee
hole of Nolan's boxer shorts and touched his throbbing erection. If they
had been sitting alone in the row he would have pulled the zipper all the
way down and placed his entire hand around Nolan's cock. While nobody was
in the seats next to them, the row was not empty. Aiden decided he'd pushed
things far enough and reluctantly pulled his hand out of Nolan's
pants. Nolan zipped up and the boys gave their full attention back to the
movie.

Near the end of the movie, both Aiden and Nolan noticed the young blond man
sitting three rows in front of them turn to the other man and kiss him. The
tweens looked at each other and somehow felt a strange kinship to the other
men.

When the movie ended neither boy was ashamed of the tears dripping down his
cheeks. They were tears of happiness as the school presented Augie with a
yearly award given to a student for showing his courage and for being an
example to his fellow students. As the credits played and the audience
filed out of the theater, the two boys sat and held hands.

Even without saying anything, they knew what they were waiting for. Nolan
leaned into Aiden and they exchanged a long kiss. Nolan's hand reached down
and lightly stroked Aiden's hard cock through his Dockers. "I can't wait
for tonight," Nolan whispered as they broke the kiss. The boys picked up
their bucket and cups and exited the theater. Aiden looked around for the
two men they had seen earlier but they were gone.

Aiden and Nolan didn't want to let go of each other's hands, but the
eleven-year-olds weren't ready to hold hands in public; they still had to
get used to holding hands in private. In many ways on that day, like when
they held hands and kissed and when Nolan fondled Aiden's cock, they were
older than their age. But, they also had the hesitation and indecision that
was a deep-seated part of their tween selves.

Nolan called his dad as they strode through the Mall to the doors by their
meeting place. "It was really weird at the end when Augie got his award,"
Aiden said.

"Like how?"

"Well, at the start of the movie you think all about his deformed
face. It's like that's all you see. But then at the end of the movie what
you see is his beautiful smile and you don't even think about his face."

Nolan nodded. "Yeah, that's kinda what I thought, too. It's why I started
crying because all I could think of was how beautiful he was instead of how
ugly he'd looked at the start of the movie."

"It was more than just his smile, too. He was beautiful on the inside, just
the way you'd want any friend to be."

He thought about Augie's face and how at the end it was like all of the
ugliness was gone. He thought about his temper tantrum that morning when he
was upset about how his hair was going to look. And now he was on a date
with Nolan and who cared what his hair looked like. I look exactly like me
and I can be the best friend ever for Nolan, that's what makes people
beautiful, Aiden said to himself. He thought about Julian, the character
who was the bad kid in the movie, and how no matter how good looking he was
his attitude made him ugly. He glanced over toward Nolan and saw the same
thing he saw in Augie at the end of the movie, somebody beautiful, inside
and out.

"I wish we were just going out to some place where we could be on our own,"
Aiden said, changing the subject as they reached the Mall doorway.

"Yeah, like the Centerville Café or something. George would take care of
us." Nolan was referring to George Hartwick, the owner of the Centerville
Café.

"I know. But my dads said they would pay for dinner, but at Porter's Steak
House. Then they thought they owned us."

"Yeah, we should have said no. I could have afforded dinner at some other
place."

"Me, too. But, like Marty says, you take what you got and do the best you
can with it. I know we're going to have a good time."

The issue the boys had with the Steak House was that they had to have a
parent or guardian with them, which wasn't the case at a restaurant like
the Centerville Café. That meant Nolan's mom and dad would be in the
restaurant. The good news was that they were going to eat in the bar area
which meant Nolan and Aiden would be eating in the dining area out of their
sight. Still, the fact that the two parents were in the restaurant rankled
them.

Nolan's mom and dad drove up and they ran out to the car and got into the
back. "Hey, we almost ran around all of the rain drops," Nolan giggled as
they buckled their seat belts.

"Hello, Mrs. Moyer." Aiden made sure to give Nolan's mother a polite
greeting.

"Hello, Aiden. How nice to see you again. Nolan has been very excited about
your spending the night with him."

"It's going to be a lot of fun."

"How was the movie?" Nolan's dad asked.

"Awesome," both boys answered at once.

"I cried at the end," Nolan said.

"Me too," Aiden added.

"Do you boys need any money?" Nolan's mom asked. She and Paul did not know
that Larry and Phil were paying for the dinner, although Paul suspected
it. He didn't push Nolan to confirm his suspicion. Since he didn't know for
sure, he kept that notion to himself feeling it was better if his wife
didn't know the boys were getting help—if that indeed was true. Had he
known for sure, he would have told her, but for now he kept his thoughts to
himself.

"We have plenty, mom," Nolan said. Aiden and Nolan had already agreed that
it was bad enough that Aiden's dads were paying and they didn't need to add
Nolan's parents into the mix. Again, they wished they hadn't accepted the
offer to pay for dinner, but they were ready to take Marty's advice and
enjoy themselves.

Aiden and Nolan were seated at the table they had reserved in Peter's
section. Peter treated them like royalty, which is what he considered
them. While he treated all of his customers royally, he thought the boys
were a cut above the rest. They were cute, sexy, intelligent, personable,
polite, and well behaved, but still ready to have a good time.

"So tell me boys, do you consider this to be a date?" Peter asked. He was
certain the location of the table and his professional waiter's voice would
keep his conversations with the boys private. He was amused by the looks
that passed between the two of them. He was reasonably certain they had
discussed the subject and watching them when the time came to actually
admit it to an outsider was precious. They both looked embarrassed as they
fidgeted in their chairs.

It was Aiden who broke the silence. While Aiden thought he had read what
Nolan had to say since he'd been picked up, he knew he was taking a chance
with his answer. "Yes," he finally said. Peter looked at Nolan and was
pleased when the darker haired boy's face lit up.

"Does this mean you're boyfriends?"

Neither boy was prepared for that question—they weren't sure what the
experience meant except that it was a date. The silence was even longer
this time. Once again Aiden broke it.

"Everybody says we can't be boyfriends because we're too young to know."

"How old were you when you had your first boyfriend?" Nolan asked. This
time it was Peter's turn to be put on the spot.  Aiden and Nolan knew that
Peter was gay, a fact he didn't bother to hide.

"I just turned thirteen and Wade was eleven. I had figured I was gay and
was madly in love, but Wade wasn't real sure. Still, we went out together
for two years until he had the audacity to discover girls."

"I think we're old enough to know, don't you think so Aiden?" Nolan
asked. Aiden wondered where Nolan was going, but he nodded in
agreement. "Then, yeah, I think me and Aiden are boyfriends."

"We are?" Aiden asked with excitement. "We're really boyfriends?"

"We are if you want to be."

"I want! I want!" Aiden squeaked as he flashed his winning grin.

"Well, this is good news indeed," Peter said. "And I must say, you make a
cute couple." Peter handed the boys their menus, made his recommendations,
and left them to figure out their orders.

"Are you serious about us being boyfriends?" Aiden asked after Peter walked
away. He didn't know if he believed it and wanted confirmation.

"I said it, didn't I?"

"But we live far away from each other."

"So? I know we can make it work. I mean, look at us, we made our first date
work."

In spite of their misgivings, the dinner was a huge success. They ordered
steaks that ended up being more than they could finish. They looked at each
other in new ways as they ate. They were unwilling to take their eyes off
of their new boyfriend, as if they were afraid he would disappear if they
did. They held hands under the table when they could. They wanted to talk
about everything and yet they could barely talk at all. They wanted to tell
each other about being in love, but didn't have the experience or the
vocabulary to express the hot feelings coursing through their veins.

The boys WERE in love—madly, totally in love. It could be called puppy
love, it could be called true love, it could be called romantic love, it
could be called deep and intense love. Aiden and Nolan didn't know what to
call it. What they did know was that they hoped whatever it was they were
feeling would never go away.

Peter looked at the boys whenever he could. He knew he was looking at first
love and that there would never be anything like it again in the lives of
the two boys. He didn't know who the "everybody" was who thought they were
too young to be boyfriends, to be in love. He didn't care what they thought
because sitting in his section were two preteen boys who spent every second
of their dinner proving "everybody" wrong.

"I told Aiden that dessert for his first date here was on me," Peter told
Nolan. He didn't know that Aiden's dads had given their son the money for
dinner, and it wouldn't have made any difference if he had. He hadn't
expected Aiden to come in with a date quite so soon, and he didn't expect
it to be a boy. "Your timing was good," he told the boys, "since I will be
leaving at the start of the New Year."

"No, you can't leave," Aiden said, forgetting Peter had explained what was
happening on an earlier visit. "Why? Where are you going?"

"I have my degree and plan on using it. I will be going to the new Porter's
Steak House in Vancouver, where I will be the general manager."

"That is so cool," Aiden said.

"Yeah, as soon as me and Aiden get our licenses we can come down there for
dinner. My birthday is Monday, so I can get mine in four years," Nolan
said.

"You guys are amazing," Peter grinned.

Nolan ordered a chocolate sundae for dessert while Aiden ordered apple pie
ala mode. Aiden paid for the dinner with his debit card when they
finished. Nolan called his parents, who were no longer in the
lounge. They'd gone to the mall and said they'd be at the restaurant to
pick them up in ten minutes.

Paul and Vivian had enjoyed a drink in the bar, then left the boys in the
care of Peter. Paul knew that Peter was more than a waiter. He only waited
tables Friday and Saturday. He was also working as one of the two assistant
managers of the restaurant in preparation for his upcoming position. Paul
figured that by leaving the boys in the hands of management he was
satisfying the rule that children be supervised. He trusted Peter and, more
importantly, he trusted the boys.

After arriving home, Nolan took Aiden up to his room. Aiden sat in the desk
chair while Nolan sat on his bed. They pulled their shoes off and wiggled
the toes in their dress socks.

 "Everything was good. It was a really good...a really good...well, you
know...." Nolan hesitated because he thought it would sound weird to say he
and Aiden were on a date while they were in his bedroom.

"You mean it was a good date, right?"

"Yeah, that's what I meant. It was a good date." For whatever reason, it
was easier to say "date" after Aiden said it. "What should I tell my
parents if they found out your dads paid for our dinner?"

Aiden thought for a moment and then said, "Tell them it was their birthday
present to you."

"That works," Nolan grinned. Then he turned serious and said, "Did I say
the wrong thing when I told Peter we were boyfriends?"

"I didn't think so. It means we're boyfriends."

"And it must mean we're gay or something."

"Or it just means we're boyfriends."

Nolan was certain he was gay. Aiden suspected he was, but he wasn't
sure. He had his doubts, wondering if he thought he was gay because he had
gay dads instead of because he was really gay. Plus, he had made out with
Kalie and Gretchen, which he had liked doing, even if it confused him.

"How can we be boyfriends and not be gay?" Nolan asked.

Aiden considered what he'd constantly heard from his dads, from Marty, and
even from Eric once. He gave Nolan a precis of what they had been drilling
into his head. "Because we're eleven and we don't know yet." He then added
a line of his own. "But, we know we're boyfriends because we just said we
were and I guess that's all that counts."

"Yeah, you're right. My dad says that sometimes I think too much," Nolan
said. However, the fact that all of his sexual thoughts the past few months
had been about boys told him exactly where all of that thinking was going.

"I hear the same thing."

The boys looked at each other, neither one wanting to say anything more at
that moment. Aiden wondered why his heart raced faster when he looked at
Nolan, especially at his gorgeous brown eyes. Nolan was experiencing the
same sensations where Aiden was concerned.

"I liked it when you put your hand in my pants at the movie," Nolan said
quietly.

"Me too. It was like really sexy.  But there were people sitting close by
and I wanted to see the movie because it was good."

"We should go downstairs and I can show you my new train stuff."

"You got new Lego stuff up here, too."

"You can put your hand back in my pants, if you want."

"Can I kiss you?"

Neither boy noticed how disjointed their dialog was—they were too
involved in simply looking at each other. Aiden rose from the chair he was
sitting in and sat next to Nolan on his bed. His face was inches away from
Nolan's. He looked into Nolan's eyes thinking how he'd never really looked
into anybody's eyes before and how he couldn't quit looking into Nolan's
eyes.

Nolan looked at Aiden's clear smooth face, the light freckles in his
cheeks, his brilliant blue eyes, his gorgeous blond hair—he looked until
he couldn't stand it anymore.

In a flash they wrapped their arms around each other, their lips met, and
they dropped down side-by-side on the bed. Their tongues danced from mouth
to mouth, they uttered muffled moans, they pushed their bodies tightly
together. Nolan fumbled with Aiden's belt and worked to open it. Aiden
pulled back, unbuckled, unzipped, and had his tan Dockers off before Nolan
could comprehend what Aiden was doing.

 Nolan quickly followed suit and the two boys were stripped down to their
underpants, socks and shirts. "I am so horny I can't stand it," Nolan
moaned. "I've had a boner since we rode in the car from your house and when
you touched my dick at the movie I was so close to cumming. I gotta cum
bad!"

Aiden was horny as well, but not to extent Nolan was. The hormones of young
puberty were working on him, but not with the force in which they here
burning through Nolan's veins. Even so, Aiden had never been so turned on
in his young life as he was right then on Nolan's bed. The two tweens kept
kissing as they pushed their crotches together, their hard young cocks
rubbing each other through the cloth of Nolan's boxer shorts and Aiden's
boxers.

The underpants couldn't hold their hot boy meat for long and their cocklets
quickly popped out of the pee holes and touched, causing moans that were
muffled by each other's mouths. Stopping to get naked wasn't an
option—they needed to cum and cum quickly.

They kissed, they rolled on the bed, they pushed their cocks together and
humped. Nolan ended up on top of Aiden and humped hard, his four plus
inches of steel shoving into Aiden's three plus inches. If their lips
hadn't been locked their screeches might have been heard throughout the
house.

Aiden pulled on the back of Nolan's boxer shorts and between the two of
them they got the shorts pulled down below Nolan's butt and crotch. Nolan
rolled off Aiden so he could pull his lover's boxers off. They went right
back to work, their bare crotches pushing hard on each other. Aiden reached
for Nolan's butt and squeezed his right cheek and then ran his left index
finger down his crack, stopping to rub on his lover's grommet.

That was all it took to get Nolan's clear boy juice to shoot onto Aiden's
cock and crotch. As soon as Aiden felt the warm fluid on him he let out a
long fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck and had a dry cum that he thought was going
to blow his cock right through the ceiling.

Nolan rolled off of Aiden once again and the boys lay face-to-face, staring
at each other, breathing hard, waiting for their hearts to slow down.

"Fuckity fuck," Nolan breathed, "that was the most incredible thing ever."

"I got your cum over me," Aiden said in case Nolan didn't know.

"Sorry."

"No, don't be sorry." Aiden rolled on his back and rubbed his boyfriend's
emission along his cock and on his balls and over his bare pubis. "Now I
get to keep it on me. Maybe it will help me make cum quicker."

"Yeah, it fertilizes your balls like my mom fertilizes her plants." That
started the tweens off into fits of giggling as their bodies and minds
worked off the tension that was still built up in them.

"I really needed that bad," Nolan said. "When we do it again I'll just be
regular horny instead of crazy horny."

"Are we doing it again tonight?" Aiden asked hopefully.

"Well, duh. That was the warmup. But right now, I think we should probably
go down and see my trains so my `rents don't start wondering what we're
doing."

"Well, we're not doing anything bad, so no big deal," Aiden giggled.

They discussed what they were going to wear downstairs and decided that
being daring was good. They exchanged their good shirts for t-shirts. Nolan
pulled a Mariners t-shirt out of his drawer. "You've got Mariner boxers on,
so I might as well wear their t-shirt."

Aiden had brought an Amtrak t-shirt in his overnight bag and pulled it
on. Nolan was wearing his t-shirt, green with gray stripes boxer shorts,
and socks. Aiden had his t-shirt, Mariners boxers, and socks. That was all
they wore as they headed downstairs to the living room.

"We're going to go down and run the trains for now," Nolan
announced. "Aiden's t-shirt said to run the trains."

Nolan's dad looked at the t-shirt which had a drawing of an Amtrak
Superliner. "I can see how you got inspired," he grinned.

"Do you want to come down with us?"

"Not this time. This is your special night together, but I reserve the
right to come down any other time."

"Thanks dad."

"Don't you think you boys should maybe get some pants on?" Nolan's mother
asked.

"We've got pants on, mom—underpants."

She was about to protest when Nolan's dad gave her a look that reminded her
that they were just boys being boys and getting comfortable.

"Well, they could at least maybe put pajama bottoms on or something."

"Honey..."

"Oh, you boys." She looked at her husband. "All three of you." But she said
it with a smile.

"See you later," Nolan said. Aiden gave Nolan's parents a wave as the boys
headed down to the basement for some model train fun while they waited for
their sexual excitement to rebuild.

 "Wow, you've done a lot since I was down here last," Aiden observed.

"Yeah, me and dad have been working hard. But the Lego stuff is all mine. I
mean dad helps me with it, but I build everything and even lay down the
track wire for it."

Aiden was impressed with Nolan's skill and knowledge. Nolan started one of
the trains parked in his section of the table. Aiden stood next to him. He
was close enough to feel the warmth radiating from his boyfriend's body.

Nolan reached down to his underpants and pulled his cock out of the
front. It was hard.

"You must be horny again," Aiden said.

"If we're boyfriends, does that mean we love each other?" Nolan asked as
once again their conversation became disjointed.

Aiden knew he had strong feelings for the boy standing beside
him—feelings like he'd never had for anybody else. Whether those were
feelings of love he couldn't say. "I feel something for you like I've never
felt for anybody. Sometimes my heart goes all crazy and I get all warm
inside and I want to touch you and look at you, but I don't know what it
is."

There were many people a lot older and more experienced than Young Master
Aiden who didn't know the answer to what their feelings were any better
than the eleven-year-old boy could. But just about every one of them would
probably say what they felt was love because nothing else could explain it.

Nolan pulled off his boxer shorts, his erection pointing up in front of his
t-shirt, which was folded around his pubic region. "I feel crazy things
too. I mean crazy things about you. If I said `I love you' would you get
mad?"

Aiden looked into Nolan's brown eyes. He looked down at Nolan's partly
hidden erection. He reached for the hem of Nolan's t-shirt and pulled the
shirt up. Nolan lifted his arms and Aiden pulled the shirt completely off
of him. Nolan was now naked except for his socks.

"If my dad comes in, we probably won't be in trouble, but it would be
weird. And if my mom comes in we're fucked." He made no effort to pick up
his clothes. "But she never comes down here unless we ask her."

Aiden wrapped his left arm around Nolan's waist. He noticed the hint of a
couple of pubic hairs next to the left side of his cock. "I...um...I love
you, Nolan." Aiden had taken the plunge into the unknown territory of
love. He had just told a boy that he loved him. To do that, I have to be
gay, he thought. I really and truly and totally have to be gay.

He waited for Nolan to say something in return. Instead of saying anything,
Nolan leaned down slightly and kissed Aiden lightly on the lips. "I love
you, too, Aiden," he finally whispered into Aiden's ear as he broke the
kiss. It was time to quit pussyfooting around and confess. "I'm gay,
Aiden. I'm gay and I love you and I love being your boyfriend and I want
more sex with you so bad."

Nolan sat on one of the chairs at the workbench. The train that Nolan had
set in motion was busily moving about the model railroad setup. Aiden
watched it snake around the landscape as he pulled off his t-shirt and
boxers. He was erect, his three inches of boyhood ready for action. He sat
on the chair next to Nolan's.

"You're really gay? I mean not like you said earlier that you thought maybe
you were, but really truly?"

"Yes." A tear dribbled down his cheek.

"Why are you crying? It's cool if you're gay. I mean I love you. And
besides, everybody in Mayfield seems to be gay. My dads say it's because of
the water."

"I'm not sad, Aiden. I'm happy. I got you right here with me. I keep
thinking I'm gay but I never thought I'd love a boy, which I guess sounds
weird. But I love you. I think I've loved you since the first time we
kissed and messed around. But, I've never felt like I do tonight."

Aiden leaned his head on Nolan's bare shoulder. Touching Nolan's athletic
body made Aiden shiver.

"Have you ever done butt stuff?" Nolan asked.

"You mean, like butt fuck?"

"Anything."

"Just what I did to you earlier. Messing around with my fingers. I've seen
guys get their butts licked. But I've never even seen anybody fuck
somebody's asshole. Miles and Mason have played with my butthole and I've
played with theirs."

"Did you ever want to?"

Aiden thought long and hard and decided to tell the truth. "Not really,
even if having a finger in it feels good."

The conversation was interrupted by a long kiss. Aiden wrapped his hand
around Nolan's cock as the two boys once again wrestled with their tongues.

"I've wondered about it. I think I want to try it sometime," Nolan said as
they broke their kiss.

"With who?"

"With you. Who else?"

"You mean tonight?"

Nolan shook his head. "No, not tonight. We need to be really sure what
we're doing before we go at it. We gotta work up to it like we did with our
date tonight. Me and Carter watched a porn video on his computer of two
guys doing it. Not kids like us but two men. We jerked off hard watching
that.  But I don't really know how we should do it."

Aiden said nothing and started masturbating his boyfriend.

"But, if you don't want to do it, I understand. It's cool."

Aiden stopped his ministrations. "If it means doing it with you, then I
want to do it. But, I'll only do it if, like you said, we find out how to
do it best and if it's the first time for both of us."

Nolan grinned and finally placed his hand around Aiden's cock. "That's the
way I feel. But, how do we find out about doing it? No way I could ever go
to a video about it on my computer."

"Me either, but I know guys who really butt fuck. Miles' brother John,
Muddy, Sammy, and my cousin Chase."

"Do you think Muddy or Miles' brother would help you?"

"Maybe, but the one for me to ask is Chase. He's shown me a lot about sex."

"Do you think you could ask him?"

Aiden nodded. "Maybe he might even show me. I don't mean on me but with his
boyfriend, Dillon."

"That would be so cool."

Aiden let go of Nolan's cock, slipped off the chair, got between Nolan's
legs and went down on his knees. He licked the length of Nolan's cock and
then placed it in his mouth. Nolan moaned as he felt Aiden start his
surprise blow job. Even though he'd shot his wad an hour before, it didn't
take Nolan long to shoot three tasty drops of tween cum onto Aiden's
tongue.

"Fuck, Aiden. It wasn't my first blow job, but it was my first from you and
that makes it the best. That was an awesome surprise. I really love you."

Aiden sat back on the seat next to Nolan and kissed him so that Nolan could
taste the residue of cum he'd left in his boyfriend's mouth.

"Let's go back to my room and I'll give you one," Nolan told him. "I didn't
want you to stop, but if my dad had come in it would have been different
than us being without any underpants on."

The boys put their underpants and shirts on. Nolan ran his train back onto
his table and shut down the model railroad. They went upstairs, said
goodnight to Nolan's parents and went to Nolan's bedroom, where they
quickly stripped off t-shirts, underpants, and socks.

The naked boys flopped on the bed and started kissing and dry
humping. Because they were naked it felt sexier than their first time. Even
though Nolan had enjoyed two orgasms, it didn't slow him down. Thoughts of
Aiden getting a return blow job didn't enter their minds, but kissing,
hugging, humping, and rubbing did.

Once again, Aiden's finger sought out Nolan's ass crack and fingered his
pucker with his middle finger for a minute before sinking it two knuckles
deep into Nolan's ass. "Your finger is going to stink," Nolan said.

"That's what soap and water are for."

"Feels real good."

Aiden finger fucked Nolan as the tweens kissed and Nolan dry humped Aiden's
torso. As with their earlier romp on the bed, Nolan came first, this time
squirting what cum he was able to produce on Aiden's chest and belly. "I
love you, Aiden," Nolan whispered hoarsely as he pumped out two weak
dribbles of cum.  Aiden rubbed the drops on his cock and used them as lube.
He quickly added his dry orgasm to Nolan's wet one.

The boys cuddled as they came down to earth. "I could do this all night. It
feels so good and so perfect" Then Aiden said the magic words. "I love you,
Nolan." They exchanged a long kiss, then got up to pee and brush their
teeth.

After returning to bed, Nolan shut the lights off. They snuggled, their
bodies touching as if they belonged together.

"You know what?" Aiden said. "I just remembered who those two guys were
that we saw in the theater. The blond one is Kraig and the dark haired one
is Hunter. I met them at Eric and Noah's wedding. They were both on the
baseball team that my pop coached."

"Are they boyfriends?" Nolan asked. "They are awful good looking."

"As far as I know they are. It's funny – when I saw them kiss it seemed
to say to me that it's OK for two guys to kiss at a movie. It made me feel
good when I kissed you before we left."

"Does being boyfriends mean we can't mess around with anybody else?" Nolan
asked.

Aiden considered his answer. It was a question he had wondered about and he
knew what he wanted to say, but wasn't sure it that was what he should
say. Finally, he went with what he wanted to say.

"Well, we're just boyfriends, so it's not like we're married. Plus, we live
far apart in two different towns."

"And we both get horny a lot."

"So, I think, yeah, we should be able to mess around. I mean, I've been
sexing with Gordy, Miles, Mason, Trent, Brody, the twins, and all those
guys for a long time. It's not what you and me just did where we're in love
and boyfriends. I guess it's kind of like halfway between jerking off and
doing what we did."

"Sounds good to me. I've only messed around with Carter, Jay, and Brock,
and it's only been jerking off with Jay and Brock. Me and Carter jerk each
other off, too, and a couple of weeks ago we gave each other blow
jobs. But, you're right, we're horny and messing with our friends is better
than jerking off by ourselves."

"But let's agree on a couple of rules."

"Tell me."

"We don't do any butt fucking with anybody. Our first time will be between
you and me."

"What about after our first time?"

Aiden stroked Nolan's back with the arm he had wrapped around him. "Two
things. First, if Chase shows me how to do butt, he may want to do mine for
showing me, which would be cool with me, but it's up to you."

"It's okay with me. And how about we ask ahead of time if we're ever going
to fuck somebody else."

Aiden agreed. "But let's try not to do that much. We can only do it with
best friends plus I can do it with Chase or maybe even Logan. And no matter
what we do, we tell each other about it after."

"Yeah, and jerk each other off while we tell it," Nolan snickered. "Oh, and
how about this one—we only say `I love you' to each other, at least as
sex kind of love goes."

"I was thinking that, too. Good idea. If we think of anything else, I guess
we can tell each other."

"I'm tired," Nolan yawned. "I guess a movie, dinner, and three orgasms can
do that to a guy." He kissed Aiden's lips and snuggled tighter. "I love you
and I'm happy we're boyfriends."

"I love you, too, Nolan, and so am I. Good night."

"Good night."

Aiden rolled onto his other side, with his back to Nolan. He loved it when
he felt Nolan wrap an arm around his chest. Aiden was totally in love with
Nolan. As he felt the heat from his boyfriend's naked body warm his own, a
lot of the doubts regarding his sexuality started to leave him. He had few
uncertainties about where he stood. In his mind there was no way he could
feel the way he did about a boy unless he was gay.

Next: Keegan and Son