Date: Sat, 16 Mar 2019 01:29:11 +0000 From: Douglas DD Subject: Aiden 2 Chapter 71 Welcome back. The big feast is over. Many of the boys found that the seriousness of the gratitude meeting was stressful and they use the best method they know for dealing with stress. The story is mine and you need my permission to use it. Just a reminder. Please give to the Nifty Archive to keep the flow of stories uninterrupted. Emails are always appreciated. thehakaanen@hotmail.com Douglas CHAPTER 71 CELEBRATIONS THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 22 After the gratitude meeting broke up some attendees left for home and some remained behind to chat. Everyone who attended the meeting knew they had been part of something potent. Whether it was an adult who knew he'd witnessed the power of love and commitment to sobriety or a kid who wasn't sure what he'd witnessed, the closing meeting of the Thanksgiving Feast had a profound impact. Peter Astor stopped Marty and asked for his phone number. Marty handed Peter a card with his name and phone number on it. "Do you still want to drink?" he asked the teen. "I don't know. I guess not. I mean, you and that Keegan dude— it was like you guys were me and you're trying to do things the right way, like my coaches say to do, but when I drink I don't feel as shitty." "See that guy over there?" Marty pointed to Mikey. "When you don't want to drink that's who you talk to. When you want a design for living that helps you deal with feeling shitty, that's who you talk to. And I'm ready to talk about that, too." "But, will doing all this keep me from feeling shitty?" "Sorry, dude, but some days are just plain shitty. What you learn from us and everybody like us is how to deal with the shitty stuff without booze and drugs. It's kind of like this: pain is part of life but we make our own misery. So, I guess you learn how to not be miserable, which helps to make dealing with the pain easier." Peter frowned and nodded at the same time. "I think I get it, but I'm not sure." "Then talk to Mikey. He's been exactly where you are. He's applied to go to some good four-year schools in the fall. He has a boyfriend, at least for now. He's gone from wishing he could die, which is where I was and where I think you are, from living life on life's terms and becoming happy, joyous, and free." "He has a boyfriend? He's gay?" Marty smiled. "So am I." "You are? But you're a pro baseball player." Marty wondered where Peter had been when he and Rich got married. He grinned and asked Peter what difference that made. "I'm no different from Mikey, from Coaches Miller and Sanders, or from Chase who had the courage to come out today." "He's younger than me. I mean, he's only like thirteen or something. And no, I guess you being gay doesn't make much of a difference." "We learn to accept ourselves for what we are and you learn to accept us for what we are. Now, go talk to Mikey." Peter thanked Marty and walked over to Mikey who was anticipating the visit from the moment he saw Marty point to him when he first started talking to Peter. Peter looked down at the ground and started shuffling his feet. "I don't want to drink today," he said without lifting his head to look at Mikey. "I have a new Big Book at home," Mikey said gently as he remembered standing in the same shoes just a couple of years ago. "Let's go to my house and get it, talk about what we're going to do, and pick out a time for us to meet tomorrow." Peter nodded and left the building with Mikey, feeling humble and defeated and desperately needing a person other than a parent for the first time in his life. Chase met with his dad after the meeting ended. Logan had left with the twins and their sister and mother before the meeting started. "Are you mad at me?" Chase asked sheepishly. "Do you mean, am I angry at you for coming out?" "Yeah. I didn't mean to, dad, it...it...just happened. I wasn't even thinking when I said Hatcher had been my boyfriend." "No matter how it happened, it's the truth, right?" "Yes," Chase squeaked as he wiped away a tear. Troy placed his arm around his son. "No matter how you happened to come out, I'd bet you were going to tell me soon, because that's the kind of person you are. You're a brave boy and I'm proud of you. I love you very much." "So, you're not mad?" "You're not listening, son. You are who you are and my job as your father is to make you feel happy and good about who you are. Your Uncle Phil is my brother and what do you know about him?" "He's gay and Uncle Larry is gay and you love them and you love me and you're not mad because I'm gay." Chase looked up at his father and grinned. "See? I've been listening." Troy mussed Chase's hair, earning him a withering glance. "Just don't get too cocky, boy." Chase gave his father a look wondering just what he meant by cocky. "When do you plan to tell Logan and your mother?" Troy asked. "Logan already knows. It's, well, it's like, you know, hard to keep that a secret from your brother. But then you do know since Phil told you, right?" "I knew before he ever told me." "That's the same with Logan. But I'll tell him I came out to everybody and make it, like, official." Chase suspected that his father knew he messed around with Logan, but he wasn't about to admit it. Not for the first time he wondered if his father and Phil ever messed around together—or even him and Keegan for that matter. "Telling mom's gonna be rougher. I don't think she'll like it—she can be really strict about things." "Your mom is not as uptight as you sometimes think. She will love you and accept you for who are." "Are you going to tell her anything?" Troy shook his head. "For now, I'll leave it up to you, but I wouldn't put it off for long." Drake asked Keegan why Aunt Natalie hadn't gone to the meeting. "I mean, she's an alcoholic and everything, so she should have been there. Then that girl, whatever, her name was, wouldn't feel all alone." "I think she wanted you to feel free to say what you wanted. She's probably going to be mad at me for being at the meeting—I don't think she expected it," Keegan replied. "So if it means she will be mad at you, I know exactly what you can do about it," the fourteen-year-old leered. "And just what would that be?" "Let me spend the night with Chase and you can have the motel room all to yourself. Aunt Natalie gets over being mad when you plow your big cock into her pussy." "Drake!" Keegan barked. "Well, it's true. I know you wanted it last night because I saw you naked and boned up when I came out of the bathroom to get my undies. It was hot, dude—your thing is huge." "Not to mention embarrassing. And didn't my nephew happen to come out at our little gratitude meeting?" "Yep," Drake nodded. "One more reason for me to spend the night with him—cuz now that we all know he's gay he's gonna want to fuck somebody and it might as well be me." "I thought you weren't gay." "I'm not, at least not today, anyway, but I haven't had a cock tickle my ass since I don't know when." "Does that mean that sometimes you are gay?" Drake shrugged. "Maybe I'm bi, who the fuck knows. So, what do you say about me and Chase?" "If your Uncle Troy says it's okay, then it's okay with me. Just keep your request clean, okay?" "It's going to be the cleanest fucking request ever," Drake laughed. "But before I ask him about spending the night I need to ask you one more thing." "Fire away." "I heard you and Aiden talking at dinner about what he should call you. I think he should call you Uncle Keegan, because his Uncle Phil is his adopted father, which makes him his Dad instead of his Uncle, and you're kind of like a visiting dad, which makes you not his Dad, but since you're his Dad's brother you can be his Uncle and you won't be my Uncle until you marry Aunt Natalie, and then if you get custody of me I can call you Dad instead of Uncle, so the name is free to use. Makes sense, right?" Keegan scratched his head trying to figure out what Drake had just said. "I guess so. But if he calls me Uncle Keegan, what will you call me?" "I told you, I'll just call you Keegan until I can call you Dad, see?" "I don't think you mentioned that." "And I don't think you were listening real good. So, what do you think? Will it work?" "I'll tell you what, son. You talk it over with your future cousin, at least I think he becomes your cousin, and whatever you guys agree to is good with me, because I really don't have a fucking idea of what you just said." But I do know Aiden hugged me and called me "Father" Keegan thought. "Hmm, maybe him and me become, like, step-brothers or something. I mean, you're Aiden's Uncle, but also his Father, so when you quit being my Uncle and become my Dad, then him and me are brothers. Makes sense, right?" Keegan smiled and took a deep breath. "Look, go over and talk to your Uncle Phil or whoever he is and ask if you can spend the night because standing here talking to you his making my head spin." Larry had not attended the meeting – he had spent the time talking football and baseball with Coach Fitzgerald instead. He rejoined Phil just as Drake was asking about spending the night. It turned out Phil didn't need much convincing to let Drake spend the night. He had found himself liking the bouncy teen. The three of them walked over to where Keegan was standing. "It's all set," Drake enthused. "I can spend the night". Keegan nodded. He was thankful Drake hadn't spouted off that it was all happening so he could be alone with Natalie. "Thanks for inviting me," he said to Larry and Phil. "It was a pleasure to be here – I enjoyed it." "You're welcome, Keegan," Larry said. "Hope to see you again soon." He gave Phil a look that said `I think you should say something to your brother. "Thanks for being here," Phil said. "Have a safe trip home. Stay in touch." Larry, Phil, and the three boys bid Keegan goodbye, climbed into the Odyssey, and headed for the house. "Damn, I was just thinking. I don't have any fresh underwear and I don't have my toothbrush, I don't have nothing but me," Drake complained. "Having you is plenty. We happen to have a washing machine and with the number of overnighters Aiden has we found it's a good idea to have spare toothbrushes," Phil told him. "But if you have to wash my undies I'd be naked." "Being naked is cool at my house," Aiden grinned. "Oh, I think I'm gonna like this overnight." "Are you still mad at us?" Ian asked Kalie as he and Gretchen helped her feed the horses. "No. I shouldn't have got mad. I should have gone to the gratitude meeting with you. I mean what you do is none of my business unless you do it here, then I have a right to be mad. I just wish you'd quit smoking pot and getting high," Kalie replied. "Gretchen hardly does it. I do it more." Kalie patted Hi Strike's nose and said they were done. They put the feedbags back in their storage area and walked to the main house where they were greeted by Kalie's mom. "I got some of the leftover turkey for sandwiches," she told the kids. "Want one?" "Tomorrow," Kalie said. "I'm turkeyed out." "Speak for yourself cuz," Ian told her. "I'm getting hungry after hauling those feed bags around." "I didn't say I wasn't hungry," Kalie protested. "I just don't want more turkey." She opened the refrigerator door. "But maybe a hot dog and some of this potato salad would work." Everyone agreed and Kalie volunteered to cook up the hot dogs, letting her mother join her dad in the den to watch some television. "Travis is gonna be here for sure tomorrow?" Ian asked, referring to his cousin and Kalie's brother who was a junior at Eastern Washington University. "Yep. He wanted to have Thanksgiving with his girlfriend's family and he's flying over tomorrow. Dad's gonna go pick him up and mom's gonna cook up a ham for a second Thanksgiving dinner on Saturday. This one will be just for me and mom and dad and you and Gretchen and Travis and Uncle Mike and Aunt Pam." "I saw a picture of Travis and his girlfriend. She's hot. If she was my girlfriend I'd go to her place for Thanksgiving too and maybe have some pork for late dessert." "Ian, you're disgusting," Kalie squawked. "Actually, Cousin Travis is pretty hot, too." "That's even worse." This time Gretchen voiced the complaint. "You know you'd hop in the sack with him if you could," Ian grinned. Kalie glared at her cousin. "Are you serious? My brother is twenty and Gretchen is eleven." "Hey, it's all in the family, just like me and Gretchen. And it's not like you and me haven't messed around a lot." "But we're all about the same age," Kalie pointed out. "Like I said, it's all in the family, so who cares? Anyway, it looks like we're done eating. We probably should do what we should have done after feeding the horses and take a shower." Kalie agreed and suggested they clean up their mess first. After the three of them had the kitchen in order they went to the backhouse to shower. Ian was the first to get naked, proudly sporting a five-and-a-half-inch erection. The girls were stripped seconds after he was. "You can shower with me," Ian told Kalie invitingly. "Me and Gretch see each other naked all the time." Kalie readily agreed. While they showered Ian asked Kalie about her sex life. "Is sex the only thing you think of?" Kalie asked as she washed her cousin's back. "I'm thirteen, cuz. I didn't know there was anything else. But seriously, are you gonna let your boyfriend fuck you?" "Not unless they make condoms that fit his thingy. He can shoot some cum and I've been getting my periods so we better have protection." "I'm surprised your mom doesn't put you on the pill. I mean you live on a farm and all and know a lot about sex so she should figure you're gonna do it pretty soon." Kalie turned so Ian could wash her back. "Her and dad and me have had lots of talks about sex, but nobody's mentioned the pill." "Well you should. If that Gordy dude is going to be your boyfriend, then you should probably fuck each other. I mean I took Lila's cherry right after Halloween and now we're seriously going out together. We've done it twice since then." Kalie turned around and put her fingers around her cousin's teen cock and started masturbating him. She had him shooting his wad on her belly within two minutes. "I'd rather fuck Aiden, anyway, even if Gordy is my boyfriend. The good thing is he says he still doesn't make cum but the bad news is he says he likes boys." Kalie rinsed off Ian's cum and turned off the shower. As they dried off Ian grinned and said, "I bet Aiden don't like boys as much as that Mason dude does. I'd love to see him again—that little dude could suck serious dick." While Gretchen took her shower, Ian talked Kalie into sleeping with him. He promised he wouldn't "have serious sex" with her, but he had liked sleeping with her since he was ten and wanted the chance to do it again. "Gretchen knows the deal and she's cool with it. I mean it's not like we're boyfriend and girlfriend; we're brother and sister. The only thing you gotta know is she loves messing around with you a lot, so you might want to remember that." Kalie did remember, especially since this was probably her last chance to be sexy with either of her cousins before they left. She slept with Gretchen the next night. Their kissing was more serious and passionate than what she had done with Ian the night before and their dual orgasms were more intense. Aiden wasn't sure what to make of Drake's presence in his bedroom. He decided to go with the flow knowing that Chase wanted to be with him and Drake. The first thing Drake did when they went into Aiden's bedroom was ask him if it was okay if they took off their clothes. "You gotta wear your underpants," Aiden told them. "I thought getting naked was what you did here," Drake protested. "It is, but I want to get used to you first. I mean, I hardly know you." "Makes that an even better reason to see me naked right away." "One thing I've learned from Aiden, is that when you're in his house you do it Aiden's way," Chase told his new friend. "But trust me, nobody likes being naked more than Aiden does." "We can get naked in the basement later," Aiden told them. "Like I said, right now I want to get used to two teenage kids being in my room." Drake was fourteen and Chase was thirteen. "Whatever floats your boat," Drake grinned as he unbuttoned the dress shirt he had worn to the Feast. Within a minute all three boys were shirtless. "I'm glad you're joining us in this because I think you're a really hot dude," Drake told Aiden. Aiden and Drake were both sitting on Aiden's bed untying their shoes. "Are you gay?" Aiden asked. "Oh fuck no. I'm tri-sexual. If there's sex, I try it." "It sounds like you've had tons of sex," Chase said with admiration, not knowing that Drake didn't come anywhere close to the sexual experience Chase or even Aiden had. Most of Drake's sexual conquests were in his imagination. "Not really. I just know I like it." Once again that was a partial truth. His sexual experiences with his mother's boyfriend were something he had taken no pleasure in. He also knew that his sexual fantasies regarding Keegan and his Aunt Natalie would never come to fruition, especially since they were all working on being sober instead of being wild partiers. That didn't prevent them from living in his imagination, however. "Who's taking his pants off first?" Chase asked as he finished removing his shoes. He was sitting on Aiden's office chair. Drake didn't have to wait to be asked. He leaned back on the bed, raised his butt, yanked off his Chinos, and tossed them on the floor. Chase and Aiden didn't miss the bulge in the front of Drake's light green boxer shorts or the scattered hair on his calves. "Next!" he called out, expecting it to be Chase. Instead, Aiden pulled off his slacks and dropped back down on the bed beside Drake. His white Fruit of the Looms sported a bulge as well, although not as impressive as Drake's. "Damn, I guess I better catch up," Chase grinned as he stood up and took off his slacks. He jigged his boxers slightly so that his erection popped out of the pee hole. "Now, I'm ahead," he grinned. "Is it okay if I touch you?" Drake asked Chase with surprising shyness. "You and Chase should be on the bed since this is, like, your thing." Aiden stood up and motioned for Chase to take his place on the bed. The two teens adjusted their positions so that instead of lying across the bed with their legs dangling over the edge they were lying across the length of the bed. "Have you ever kissed a boy?" Drake asked Chase. "Tons of times. You know, I did come out as being gay and having a couple of boyfriends, today, in case you were sleeping through the meeting." He looked over at Aiden who was now sitting on the office chair. "I kiss good, right cuz?" Drake, who was lying on the outside edge of the bed, swiveled his head back and forth between Aiden and Chase. "You two have kissed each other? For real?" Aiden nodded. "We've jerked each other off and sucked each other, too." Aiden didn't like telling his sexual secrets to a near stranger, but he could see that he really wasn't going to be able to prevent that from happening. "Shit, this rocks. Were you guys like drunk and stoned when you did it?" Before either Aiden or Chase could answer, Drake backtracked a bit. "Oh, yeah, I forgot, you guys never drink and drug. Which means you did it because you were just horny." "Have you ever kissed a boy?" Chase asked Drake. Drake elected to give an honest answer. "Never. When I've done shit with a guy that's been it. Jerk off, suck each other off, or fuck—which I've done a couple of times. And I'm almost always high when I have sex." "Are you two going to fuck each other?" Aiden asked the teens. "Well, I ain't a virgin, and I know your cousin ain't one since he says he's totally gay, so I don't see why not. Hey, Aiden, did you know your cousin was gay before today?" "Not really. I mean I just thought he just liked messing around. But, I kinda wondered since he's on his second boyfriend." "Before you get any ideas, Aiden is a virgin," Chase told Drake. "And I plan on staying one for today, but I don't mind if you guys do it. I mean, yesterday I asked Chase to tell me about how guys fuck and make it feel good and he did. Now, maybe you guys could show me." Chase gave Aiden a sexy grin after hearing his cousin's suggestion. He then rolled part way on top of Drake and planted a kiss on his lips. While Drake had never kissed a boy, he had kissed a couple of girls, and he'd kissed Natalie and Keegan when he got drunk and stoned with them. Drake didn't consider kissing a man the same thing as kissing a boy. He had liked doing Natalie better than Keegan who didn't seem excited about returning a really sexy kiss. Drake reached for Chase's cock, which was still protruding from his boxers, and gave it a gentle squeeze as the level of passion in their kissing increased and they soon were exchanging tongue. Aiden pulled off his briefs and wrapped his right hand around his three inches of boyhood. He didn't think he was going to get turned on by Drake coming to his house, but he had been wrong. He was horny and eager to watch the two boys fuck. This was going to be different than watching John and Bryce fucking at Miles' house; this was going to be like he was almost a part of it. "Boys, there's some leftovers down here to snack," Phil called out. Drake and Chase broke their kiss. "Tell them we're not hungry," Chase told Aiden, surprised to see his cousin was naked. "But, I am hungry," Drake said. "Not like starving hungry, but it would be great to have some snack food if I get really hungry." Then he noticed Aiden as well. "Holy shit, dude, what happened to your undies?" Aiden pointed to the floor. "Fuck, you're hot. You still don't got hair so I bet you don't shoot yet." Aiden shook his head as he bent down to pick up his briefs. "We'll be right down," he called out. "What the fuck, dude, I was so into kissing your cousin and we were just about to start fucking." "You can do it in the basement," Aiden told him. "There's more room there. Plus, it's like my room, my dads won't bother us there. They don't do more than open the door but they can't see what we're doing. They'll just think we're playing foosball and stuff like that." "Whatever you say, dude. Hey, do I have to get dressed? Cuz if I do, I don't know if I really want any food." "Just put on a t-shirt," Chase told him. Chase knew the drill—underpants and t-shirts was considered dressing up at Aiden's house, and a long t-shirt covering up his junk was usually just as good as wearing underpants. "Like I said, I like this place," Drake grinned. Logan wasn't entirely sure how he, Lenny, and Lance had managed to weave their way through the labyrinth of parents, but at the end of the Feast he found himself going to the twins' home with their mother and sister for an overnight. The evening seemed to fly by as Logan and his friends talked, wrestled, played games, laughed, wrestled some more, found ways to get yelled at by their mom while at the same time making her laugh, and then wrestled a lot more. For the first time in ages, Leslie Hazen was enjoying the wonder of being a mother of energetic boys. A little after eight the boys retired to the twins' bedroom. They quickly got comfortable, stripping to their underpants. Deciding they looked like wrestlers, the half-naked boys were quickly bouncing on the bed, rolling around on the floor, and creating enough havoc to bring the twins' mother to the door to calm them down. When she opened the door and saw the three sweaty boys wearing next to nothing, with Lenny draped across Logan's chest, she shook her head. The boys were obviously embarrassed by having the twins' mother catch them almost naked. Leslie said, "If you boys promise to calm down and quit shaking the house, I'll promise not to come into your room without your permission." The promises were made and the boys breathed sighs of relief. "I hope she didn't see my boner," Logan said. "Nah, I was on top of you," Lenny told him. "No way she saw it." "She could've seen mine." Lance pulled down the front of his Spiderman briefs to make sure that it was seen by Logan and Lenny. "I don't mind if you guys see it," he grinned. Since his mother had promised not to come in Lance pulled his briefs off and threw them in a corner. "Naked wrestling," he announced. "We better not," Lenny said. "If we make too much noise mom can just come in and yell at us and she'll see us wrestling naked and get really mad." He was still half-way draped across Logan. "But I could do this." Lenny pulled off his red and blue briefs, draped himself entirely above Logan, and started humping Logan's bare belly with his hard cocklet. "It's not as noisy." "Logan's gotta be naked, too." Lenny stopped humping and said, "No, he don't gotta be naked, he can get naked if he wants to. Remember what Aiden said about making guys do sex stuff." He looked back down at Logan. "Do you want to get naked? Have you ever done sex stuff? I can take your boxers off of you if you want me to." Logan nodded wordlessly. He hadn't expected to get all sexy with the twins and was loving that it was happening. Logan raised his ass and Lenny pulled off Logan's boxers. "If you don't want me to do this, tell me." Lenny went down on Logan's hard little cock and started sucking, which produced a quick yelp followed by a long moan from Logan. Logan signaled Lance to come closer to him. Lance had a good idea of what Logan wanted to do and he positioned himself so his erection touched Logan's lips. Logan put his lips around it and started sucking and licking. The twins discovered that while Logan was shy and quiet, he was not shy about sex. The ten-year-old boys were having much more fun than they'd had wrestling in their underpants. With a loud squeak, Logan had a dry cum. Lenny felt the spasms as Logan's cocklet tried shooting non-existent sperm. Logan's obvious orgasm set Lance off with a dry cum of his own as he tried unsuccessfully to shove his two-and-a half inches down Logan's throat. Lenny sat on the floor watching his brother's orgasm as he started jerking off. "Wow, that was so awesome," Lance breathed. "But we gotta get Lenny off." Logan showed his agreement by getting on his knees between Lenny's legs. He went down on Lenny's cock and started to suck it with as much expertise as any ten-year-old could muster. "Damn, he's good," Lenny wheezed. Lance was surprised that he was hard again. It didn't take long for Lenny to have his own dry orgasm. What had started out as a fun wrestling match ended up as a three-way suck fest, much to the pleasure of the three preteens. Eventually, bedtime had arrived. A combination of negotiations and the twins playing their game of matching fingers to make a decision found Logan naked in bed with Lenny while Lance would be sleeping in his own bed. Next time, and they had no doubt there would be a next time in the not too distant future, they would trade places. They didn't bother putting anything on as they went out into the hall to the bathroom. Lance gave Logan a new toothbrush from the medicine cabinet. "I'm just happy the brat didn't bother us," Lenny said, referring to the twins' little sister Brenda. "That's because mom said she'd be on restriction until high school if she did bother us," Lance said. "Well, she could bother us now and not get in trouble since we're not in our room." As the three boys walked naked back to the twins' bedroom they didn't notice that the door to their sister Brenda's room was ajar. The nine-year-old was wearing just a pair of flowered panties as she watched the three preteens scurry across the hall, their little cocks wiggling. She wished she could have gone into their room to see what they had been doing for the past hour. She was certain it was something nasty. Aiden, Chase, and Drake were in the backroom of the basement. They were all naked and steel hard. After saying their goodnights, the boys had come down to the basement, stripped, and played in the games room. But, they knew what they really wanted to do. The games were simply a preliminary. But the real preliminary was when Chase led Drake into the shower and told him he wanted to pee on him. Drake thought it sounded gross but also delightfully nasty. He lay face up on the tile floor as Chase stood over him and let loose. Aiden stood to the side and watched. While Aiden had done some pee stuff with Chase, it wasn't something he liked. He did it more as a favor to his cousin than because he enjoyed it. Drake, on the other hand, found it was nasty enough to give him a sexual thrill. When Chase was finished pissing, Drake got off of the floor, stood in front of Chase, and flooded him with his own piss. The two teens laughed, talked about how disgustingly fun that had been, and showered under one showerhead. Aiden used the other shower. He was ready for the main event which was going to be next—Chase fucking Drake. Chase had texted Dillon earlier regarding what he planned to do with Drake. Dillon texted back that he was okay with it as long as it was just them getting off and as long as Chase wore a condom. Drake asked what the condom was about. "Dillon is the smart, safe one between us two," Chase explained. "Only time I've ever used one was jerking off into it for practice." Drake got down on the floor, lying on his back on an old blanket. Aiden sat on the couch so he could look down to watch the action. He watched Chase place a condom on his cock for the first time. He watched Chase do the lube work. He watched Drake raise his legs into the air and Chase carefully slide his cock into Drake's slicked up ass. Through the whole production, Aiden could tell this was just what Dillon had given his permission for—getting off. Aiden had heard about making love as opposed to fucking. In fact, he'd listened seriously as Chase talked about making love to Dillon as opposed to how he often simply fucked Hatcher. When Aiden saw no foreplay, other than the gross pee fest in the shower, even his inexperienced tween mind knew that Chase and Drake were getting off rather than making love. That didn't make watching the sex on the floor any less exciting, however. Aiden jerked off as he took in the rhythmic slamming of Chase's smooth body against the older teen, his cock pistoning in and out of Drake's ass, the sheen of sweat forming on their bodies, the sounds of the slap of skin on skin, the grunts and moans and curses and sighs, and smelled the odors of teen musk and teen sweat and teen sex. Aiden witnessed Drake spontaneously blow cum over his hairless torso, then he shook with a powerful dry cum seconds before Chase filled a condom with cum for just the second time. The three said nothing as they recovered their breaths and their senses. "Wow, that so rocked," Drake said. "Shit, I can't believe you're only thirteen." "Well, I am, but I've done this a lot," Chase told him. He turned toward Aiden. "Did you like watching it?" "I guess," Aiden grinned. "I came hard." "Humph, still dry I see." "I'll be shooting soon," Aiden said with confidence. After showering again, the three rolled out their sleeping bags. Only two were needed. Drake asked Aiden if he could sleep with him. "I promise I won't rape you. I just want to sleep with a hairless dude. Someday soon I've got to figure how you and me can mess around once, if you're cool with it." Drake and Chase had already discussed the sleeping arrangement, hoping Aiden would be cool with it. They figured they'd have a chance to sleep together in the near future since they both lived in Seattle. Drake agreed that a three-way with Dillon would totally rock. "Yeah, I guess we can. But not tonight. You can sleep with me but we will only cuddle and no messing around." At fourteen, Drake became the oldest boy Aiden had slept with. And, as much as he didn't want to mess around, his cock wouldn't go down, a fact Drake couldn't miss, since they were naked. More than once Drake felt Aiden's hardness against his back and ass and breathed out a quiet sigh of delight as he felt the little cock start to barely hump his left butt cheek. Aiden hoped Drake was asleep as he started to pick up the pace of his humping, but the teen was awake and loving the attention Aiden was giving him. Suddenly, Aiden stopped. He wasn't yet ready to hump the ass of a teenager he didn't know. He rolled over and tried to get to sleep. Drake's cock was hard again and he desperately wanted to roll over and start masturbating the younger boy, but he respected Aiden's space and jerked himself off instead. Both boys knew what the other was doing and it took a while for them to cum and then fall asleep. As he finally drifted off to sleep, Aiden wished he hadn't been so stubborn about not messing around with Drake. And for his part, Drake found himself realizing that he had just had an incredible sex experience without needing the help of booze or drugs. Chase, Drake, Kalie, Ian, Gretchen, Logan, Lance, and Lenny weren't the only ones in Aiden's circle of friends, relatives, and acquaintances to enjoy orgasms on Thanksgiving evening. It was as if they used the sensations of their bodies and their closeness with others to enhance the gratitude and thankfulness that they felt. Sammy and David waited an hour after David's parents retired for the night to take care of their physical and emotional needs. Sammy hammered David's ass twice before the two teens fell asleep in each other's arms. Between sessions Sammy questioned his sexual orientation, something he'd been doing often lately. Sammy and David had no doubt that David was gay, but Sammy just couldn't figure out what he was. The best he could come up with was that he was bisexual, but that didn't explain why he had started enjoying sex with boys more than sex with girls. But then that could be explained by the fact that he had more opportunities for sex with boys than with girls—at least that was what he rationalized. As he fell asleep he thought about Aiden. He had feelings of jealously when he thought of Aiden spending a night with Chase and Drake, two teens like himself. Whatever his orientation was he couldn't rationalize why he had such an overwhelming crush on Aiden Miller. Gordy's sexual partner was his left hand. He loved his cousins in Eastern Washington and had fun whenever he and his family visited. But, there had never been any kind of sex between them. There was sexual talk at times—after all they were pubescent boys and girls, but never anything overt, including simple show and tell. Gordy was too shy and not sexually sure enough to suggest anything, especially since he saw his cousins as sexual prudes, especially when compared to his friends in Mayfield. What Gordy didn't realize was that his sexually active cousins were equally shy and saw Gordy the same way he saw them. Peter Astor had the same sexual partner as Gordy, only he used his right hand—three times. After the Feast he had ridden to Mikey's house with him. Mikey gave him a brand-new Big Book, along with a reading assignment. Peter felt like he was in school. He took the book but was determined not to read it. When he got home from Mikey's he found himself in an empty house, which didn't surprise him. He knew his dad and his bimbo Tracy were spending the weekend at a mountain lodge. He wished now he'd tried to find someone to stay with, but he didn't feel he knew anyone at the Feast well enough to do that. After his second orgasm he felt a compulsion to drink and made his way to the kitchen. There was enough beer in the refrigerator to get him drunk at least four times over. He took a deep breath and went back to his room to get his phone. He wanted to drink so badly he was shaking, but he remembered what had been said at the gratitude meeting about telling somebody he wanted to drink. "I don't want to drink," he texted Mikey. He waited impatiently for a return text, but nothing happened. He decided the lack of a reply meant that he was supposed to get drunk and started back to the kitchen when he heard a text arrive. "good. read pages 24 and 25 and call marty at this number.be grateful and strong." Mikey called Marty and quickly told him Peter had texted him and that he was on a slippery slope and to expect a call from him and could he please help. Peter called Marty, who said he would be right over, and then opened his book and read the two pages. Marty texted Mikey to let him know he was on his way to Peter's house. When Peter heard Marty at the door he realized he was still naked and quickly donned a pair of sweats. Mikey had known that Peter was going to be alone that night and chided himself for putting his own needs ahead of Peter's. And now Peter was in trouble. He hoped Marty was available and was pleased to find out he was. Marty and Peter talked for close to an hour. "I'm afraid to stay alone tonight," Peter finally admitted. "If you don't mind sleeping in a strange bed in a strange house, I've found a place for you to spend the night." That was how Peter Astor ended up jerking off in Marty's childhood bed, a place he was certain had seen a couple of thousand jerk-off sessions if not more. His thoughts bounced between sexual images of Sammy Bednarzyk, Marty Carlson, and Aiden Miller. As for Mikey, he had arranged to spend the night with the other Peter—Peter the waiter. Mikey, who was the bottom, was once again impressed by Peter's skill in bed. While the two agreed that their relationship was essentially a sexual one, they both wondered if it was possible to make it a serious romantic one. Finding out would be a matter of one them having the courage to ask the question. Jeffrey Bednarzyk bottomed for Nicky McCall, his sometime boyfriend, on Sammy's bed. Jeffrey got an extra thrill being fucked on his sexy little brother's bed. He wondered what Sammy would think when he told him. Jeffrey was certain that Marty and Rich were having sex in the guesthouse. He could hardly wait for the month to go by when he would turn eighteen and could work to convince Marty that the two of them needed a romp or two in the guesthouse bed. Nicky's brother Noah was grateful as well. Grateful to have a wonderful husband in Eric, who not only was great in bed but was a great person. Thanksgiving day and night reminded Noah that he was the luckiest man in the world as Eric filled his intestines with his copious cum. Marty and Rich had been deep into foreplay when Mikey called and that call was followed by Peter Astor's call. As much as he didn't want to leave his love nest, Marty understood the kind of service commitment that needed to be made when somebody made a Twelfth Step call for help. After taking care of Peter's needs and finding him a place to sleep, he returned to Rich, grateful that his husband was so loving and understanding. Once they got going again, Marty made wild love to his beloved Rich. A couple of phone calls set up an overnight for Mason. Mason was horny, especially after Chrissy kept flirting with him when they weren't playing together at the Feast. She always seemed to have a hand on him somewhere. More than once it was on his thigh just inches from his crotch, and one time her fingers touched his junk through his slacks. He was surprised how being hit on by a girl had made him so hard. He was happy when Miles called for an overnight and he successfully begged his mother for permission. As surprised as Chrissy had made him, he wasn't surprised by how he sucked Miles to four orgasms. Mason's first orgasm was a spontaneous one while he gave Miles his first blow job. They also had one sixty-nine with a mutual orgasm, one session where they traded blow jobs back and forth, and one more where Mason did what he loved to do so much; have a cock in his mouth and suck it to its inevitable climax. Mason thought about how sucking his friend's cock was so much better than having a girl try to hit on him, even a pretty and talented girl like Chrissy. Nolan jerked off in his bed three times that night. Each time he fantasized having sex with Aiden. The first time was doing it in his bed, the second time on the patio of Aiden's pool, and the third time was at baseball camp in the woods where they had messed around during their week there. He wanted to be with Aiden badly. He didn't know if he could make it to their Christmas break overnight without screaming for him. Nolan found himself thinking back to the feast where he had been introduced to Marty and Rich and Eric and Noah. It was the first time he had ever met and talked with young married gay men. Nolan had obviously met Aiden's dads and had talked with them several times but this was somehow different. The simple beauty of the relationships these young men displayed impressed him deeply. He was struck by how easily they talked and laughed and how comfortable and at ease they made him feel. It all made Nolan yearn to be with Aiden even more. He wondered what Aiden had learned from Chase about anal sex and if Aiden would be ready to do it soon. While he wasn't sure what they would be getting themselves into, Nolan hoped that making love would cement their relationship as real boyfriends. Muddy fucked two girls that night. One was his fifteen-year-old cousin and the other was her best friend, a fourteen-year-old girl. Muddy felt very grown up when the teens told him what a big cock he had and how good he was at using it. Blake Knox spent a very pleasant Thanksgiving Day with his family and some relatives. It was almost 1030 pm when all the relatives had left and Blake was alone in bed. It seemed to him that all he had heard during the day was people exclaiming about how much he had grown. He fondled his cock and his plump young balls – less than a minute later he was rock hard. Recollections of the compliments from Aiden and his friends about the size of his endowment flew through Blake's mind as his hand flew along his shaft. The twelve-year-old squealed with ecstasy as he felt his still immature cum spurt from his cock and over his belly. It felt so good. The Miller brothers all had sex as well. Troy and Susan were happy that Logan was staying with the twins and that Chase was sleeping downstairs. That allowed them free reign to make love in the guest room. Keegan and Natalie took care of their tensions in their hotel room, just as Drake had predicted they would. And Larry enjoyed having Phil's talented tool up his butt. While they had to keep their noise level down, that didn't stop them from adding to their Thanksgiving gratitude by showing their gratitude and love for each other with two intense sessions in bed. FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 23 Kalie's dad picked up his son, Travis, at Sea-Tac airport at nine in the morning on Friday. When they arrived at Mayfield at close to noon, Kalie, Ian, and Gretchen were more than ready for him. The three children worshipped Travis and for good reason. Not only did he have knockout looks, but he was a first-class human being who treated his sister and two cousins with love and respect. The presence of Travis ended the sexual play in the backhouse, but not before Kalie gave Ian a blow job. They had taken care of the horses before breakfast and took care of their own pubescent needs after breakfast. That meant getting naked in the big bedroom of the backhouse and making out. Kalie decided it was time for her to suck a cock that shot sperm to prepare her for sucking Gordy, who could now make sperm, or Aiden, who would probably be doing so soon. Kalie coughed and spit when Ian shot into her mouth, but she also managed to swallow most of it. "You'll be a pro, pretty soon," Ian told his cousin. "Just like me," Gretchen grinned. Since Gordy didn't come close to shooting the volume of cum that Ian had pumped into her mouth, Kalie was certain that she would be a real pro when she went down on her boyfriend. Upon awakening, Aiden wondered at first who he was sleeping with. When he saw that it was Drake, he found himself being deeply grateful he hadn't given in to his urges just before he fell asleep. He found himself liking the goofy teen, but he realized he was just not ready to do sex things with an older boy he had just met. As he left the sleeping bag and padded to the bathroom to pee, he thought about watching Chase fuck Drake. While he knew he wasn't ready to mess around with Drake, or to fuck his cousin Chase, he wondered if he was ready to fuck—no, to make love—to Nolan. The whole time he'd watched the action on the floor his mind kept turning to Nolan doing to him what Chase was doing to Drake. He thought he was ready and hoped he'd soon get the chance to find out if Nolan was, too. Next: Making Out