Date: Mon, 1 Apr 2019 01:15:31 +0000
From: Douglas DD <thehakaanen@hotmail.com>
Subject: Aiden 2  Chapter 73

Welcome back. Things heat up between Gordy and Kalie as well as with
Aiden's friends.

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CHAPTER 73
FRIENDS

SATURDAY, DECEMBER 8

<Gordy and Kalie>

Gordy and Kalie had enjoyed a fun morning riding horses. The weather was
gray and chilly, but it didn't rain and the ground was dry. They both
dressed warmly and sensibly. After taking care of the steeds, they went
into the main house for lunch.

"You two have such healthy looking red cheeks," Kalie's mom grinned. "I
imagine you have an appetite to match."

"I am starved Mrs. Carter," Gordy said with a heavy emphasis on starved.

"Me, too," Kalie chimed in.

"Let me get a picture of you two healthy children starving for lunch, and
you each will get a bowl of hot macaroni and cheese to help you out." Kalie
rolled her eyes, but said nothing. Her mother had already taken pictures of
them mounting their horses, riding their horses, cleaning their horses, and
working in the barn. Taking a picture of them before lunch was way too much
as far as Kalie was concerned, but other than the adolescent eye roll she
kept her patience.

The two children posed for a picture, and then Gordy surprised Kalie as
well as himself by scooting in close to his girlfriend and putting his hand
around her shoulder, giving her a gentle squeeze. The two of them grinned
while Kalie's mother photographed them while she thought about how
wonderfully cute they were. Kalie's mom wanted to think that her daughter
was a little young to have a boyfriend, but she had to admit Kalie couldn't
have picked a finer boy, although she was partial to Kalie's friend Aiden
based on his more outgoing personality. Because Gordy was such a reserved
boy, she was also surprised when he posed with his arm around Kalie without
being asked to.

 Kalie's mother had to admit she'd had her first serious case of puppy love
when she was Kalie's age and with more than one boy. While she didn't lose
her virginity until she was fifteen, she'd been quite active sexually with
boyfriends and other boys and girls from the time she was ten until her
senior year in high school. That was when she met Kalie's father and fell
totally in love. It was a love she still had for her wonderful husband and
father of her two children.

There was one more lunchtime surprise, however, when Kalie turned and
planted a quick kiss on Gordy's cheek. She kept her lips pursed, inviting
Gordy to give them a kiss. Kalie's mom was alert enough to catch the quick
peck of the lips in her camera. She was happy she'd had long talks about
the birds and bees with her daughter. She was even happier that she'd made
an appointment with Dr. Mercer to give her a graduate course in sex
education and get her started on the pill now that she was having her
periods. She knew that Gordy's parents had similar talks with their son.

While she didn't have intercourse until she was fifteen, there had been
plenty of opportunities before then which she had been able to turn
down. She hoped Kalie would do the same, but decided in this age of the
internet and blatant sexuality it wouldn't hurt to be cautious. She thought
the little kisses were cute, but knew deep down that they weren't the first
kisses between the two children.

Just as Kalie and Gordy finished their lunch, Kalie's father came in and
quickly attacked a bowl of mac and cheese. The two children told him about
their horseback riding. "I think we got everything taken care of," Kalie
said.

"You did just fine, sweetie. And you kids got done just in time,
too—it's starting to drizzle out there." The forecast had been for rain
in the afternoon and on Sunday, which is why they had wanted to get a
morning ride in.

Gordy and Kalie left the table and went into the living room where a fire
was blazing in the big stone fireplace. They turned the television on,
found a soccer game on the Soccer Channel, and lay on the floor in front of
the fireplace, absorbing the soothing heat.

After Kalie's father finished his lunch, he took a quick shower. "Your mom
and I are going to Centralia to do some shopping," he announced when he
came into the living room. "I hate shopping this time of year, and I'd
rather do it on a weekday, but your mother insisted."

"I did not insist," Kalie's mother said as she entered the living room, "I
strongly suggested. We'll be back by supper time. What time did you have to
be home Gordy?"

"I can be home anytime. I could even spend the night if we were going to
ride again tomorrow, but it doesn't look like that's going to happen since
it's raining," Gordy replied. Gordy and Kalie had discussed finding a way
for Gordy, along with maybe Aiden or Miles, to spend a night in the
backhouse. The idea of his staying alone was never brought up because they
knew it would never be approved. Gordy and Kalie were both surprised when
they didn't hear an objection to Gordy spending the night, but they also
felt it best to let the subject drop, at least for now.

"Well, call your mother and let her know you'll be having dinner with
us. Tell her if she has any questions, she can call me." Gordy thought it
interesting that Kalie's mother told him to tell his mother, not to ask his
mother.

Kalie's parents put on their coats and went out the side door. Gordy and
Kalie listened to her dad's truck roll down the gravel driveway and looked
at each other.

"It's kinda hot by the fire," Kalie said.

"We could move to the couch," Gordy suggested.

 Kalie still couldn't believe what a doofus Gordy could be when it came to
understanding her hints. She pretty much had to tell him everything. "I was
thinking of staying here on the rug watching the game and taking off our
pants to keep from getting too hot."

"Oh, yeah, I didn't think of that," Gordy murmured, even though he had
thought of it and was too nervous to make the suggestion. He was still
wondering where he had gotten the audacity to kiss Kalie in front of her
mom.

Not waiting for Gordy to take the lead, Kalie stood up, opened her jeans,
and pulled them off, revealing a flowered pair of girl boxer shorts. She
lay down on the floor, her little girl ass creating a bump on her profile;
a bump that tempted Gordy to touch it. His hand jerked, but he resisted the
temptation.

Gordy had a bump of his own, and he was smooshing it with the weight of his
body. As Kalie dropped her jeans, Gordy's little cock became instantly
hard.

"Well, aren't you hot too?" Kalie asked as Gordy stayed on the carpet,
focusing on the soccer game.

"Oh, yeah, I guess I am." Even though Kalie had seen his boner many times,
Gordy was still embarrassed about Kalie knowing how easy it was for her to
make him hard. Well, not much I can do about it now, he thought. He rolled
on his back, but didn't have a chance to do any more as Kalie reached over
and unbuckled, unbuttoned, and unzipped his jeans, revealing his gray and
black briefs.

"Oh, you have a boner," Kalie cooed. "Did I give you that?"

Gordy said nothing. Instead, he lifted his ass and pulled his jeans down
and off. "I guess this is a lot cooler." He rolled back on his belly and
tried unsuccessfully to refocus on the game. "Do you really grab Aiden's
dick on the bus?" he asked, although he knew that Kalie knew that he knew
the answer.

"Sometimes.  He won't always let me do it, but it's kind of fun to do when
he likes it. The most fun is unzipping him and watching the high school boy
who always sits across the aisle stare at us."

"I wish I rode that bus."

"Would you really let me grab you? I mean you're more shy than Aiden is and
you'd probably knock my hand away."

"I dunno, I might let you do it."

"How? You aren't even letting me do it right now when we're alone in the
living room and you don't even have your pants on."

Gordy thought to himself that it looked like Kalie really wanted to mess
around, although what had really happened was that he had convinced himself
that he really wanted to mess around.

He rolled on his back and said, "How far did you go with Aiden on the bus?"
Once again he knew the answer, because Aiden told him about each of the
sexual occurrences on the bus. He thought Gordy should know about them
because Gordy and Kalie were going out together.

"Every time she does it, I tell her I'm going to tell you, but she still
does it," Aiden had told him. "I guess if a girl can be a horn dog, then
she's a horn dog. She didn't used to be, but now she's almost like Autumn."

"I got his boner out of his underpants and played with it a couple of times
and he got his hand inside my panties once. I know he tells you all of
this."

"I just wanted to hear it again," Gordy said lamely. The truth was hearing
Kalie say it made him horny.

"Aiden's at Nolan's house today. I wonder if they're going to go all the
way."

"Does he tell you about doing that?" Gordy asked incredulously. That didn't
sound like Aiden at all.

"No, but we both know he wants to do it. It sounds too weird to me."

"Me, too. But I think they're going to do it sometime, but I don't know
about today. I know he learned some things about doing butt stuff from his
cousin, Chase."

"Do you want to do it?"

"Not up my butt or anybody's butt. No way."

"What about with me?"

Gordy lay silently on his belly watching the television. Kalie filled the
time by taking off her t-shirt and bra, her tiny nubs poking from her
chest. Gordy's attention quickly turned from the soccer game to Kalie's
breast.

"Remember what we said. I make sperms and you're having your periods and we
both learned what that means."  Kalie started lifting the hem of Gordy's
t-shirt; he took the hint and finished removing the shirt.

"What if my mom puts me on the pill as soon as my doctor lets her. Would
you do it then?"

That brought another round of silence from Gordy. This time Kalie filled
the time by rubbing Gordy's bare back until it found its way to the
waistband of his briefs. She slid her hand inside and started rubbing her
boyfriend's ass. "I wish I could do that to you on the bus."

"Would you do it to Aiden if you could?" Gordy asked with a hint of envy.

"We don't have that much time." She continued to rub Gordy's ass. "You
haven't answered my question about doing it."

"I dunno. I mean we're only eleven. I don't think we're supposed to do that
no matter what."

"I don't know, Autumn and Barry Bender have gone all the way three times,
and she's only eleven, but Barry's gonna be thirteen in a couple of
days. I'll be twelve in a couple of months. Brittany Jordon and me watched
them do it a couple of weeks ago."

"Did you and Brittany do anything?"

"Yeah," Kalie blushed. Gordy felt himself getting even harder if that was
possible. Kalie left the subject and stopped rubbing Gordy's ass. She
removed her hand from his underpants and scooted alongside him, their
torsos touching. She kissed his neck until he got the hint and rolled onto
his left side and placed a kiss on her lips. Within seconds the two almost
naked children had their bodies wound tightly together as they French
kissed and rubbed and stroked each other.

Neither of them removed their underwear. After their discussion it was as
if the topic of doing "it" was at the forefront of their minds and if they
kept their underwear on then the confusing thoughts running through their
young minds could be kept under wraps, so to speak.

Kalie grabbed Gordy's almost four inches of boy cock through his underpants
as Gordy found himself sucking on Kalie's left breast while feeling up her
right one. He saw nothing wrong with what they were doing; while this was
close to sex, it really was just serious messing around. It wasn't anything
like fucking, which he knew he wouldn't do, at least not until he was much
older.

Even after Kalie stuffed her hand inside of Gordy's underpants, Gordy was
convinced they weren't having sex—that this was the same as messing
around with Aiden or Miles or even Mason. They turned on their sides,
facing each other. They deep kissed and Gordy took things a step further by
folding Kalie's boxer shorts down to expose her pussy and then placed his
left middle finger into the dark, wet place.

Before he knew it, Kalie folded his briefs down and exposed his erection
and smooth ball sac. She increased the pace of her masturbating. In spite
of all their caution they were now virtually naked, their exposed young
genitals within inches of each other. Kalie was certain she knew what she
wanted which was feeling what it was like having a boy inside of her and
Gordy would be that boy.

But, it wasn't to be; Kalie had taken him too far; he was close to
cumming. He placed his erection against her abdomen and humped her. He
moaned, let out a yelp, and shot his clear boy cum on Kalie's smooth
belly. He rolled away from her, breathing hard, and she rolled on her
back. They had come within inches of actually DOING it and the thrill of
being so bad was overwhelming. Kalie used her finger to scoop the two drops
off her belly. She placed them in her mouth and sucked them off, just like
one of Gordy's boy friends would do.

Kalie then pulled off her boxers, spread her legs, and masturbated herself
to a body shaking orgasm. "Wow, that felt really good," she said while at
the same time wishing that Gordy had brought her off himself.

"Yeah it did. Sorry about cumming on you and not getting you off. I would
have but I needed to recover." Gordy took a deep breath and went on. "That
was scary. We came really close to doing it."

"I wouldn't have let you," Kalie assured him, actually believing what she
was saying. "Let's go take a nap, but not naked." She put her underpants
back on and Gordy pulled his up. They went upstairs. Kalie opened the
covers and they climbed into her bed. She covered them and they scooted
closely together, their nearly naked bodies touching.

As Gordy and Kalie fell asleep, they thought about what had just transpired
and wondered how far some of their fellow sixth grade classmates had gone
with the opposite sex. They would have been surprised to learn that they
were much farther ahead than almost all of the others.

Gordy had another boner when they woke up, but he knew Kalie's parents
would be home soon. He left the bed and went to the bathroom to pee. When
he returned Kalie was sitting up on the bed. He looked at her little boobs
and his erection almost wanted to pop out of his briefs. He pulled his
briefs down to flash Kalie, who laughed.

"We'd better go down and get dressed," she said reluctantly

Gordy agreed. Kalie's parents returned a half hour later. They ended up
having dinner at the Mayfield Café after which they took Gordy
home. Gordy wondered if he could have stayed the night if he or Kalie had
asked. He knew he'd have to sleep in the backhouse, but he also knew Kalie
would have snuck down to sleep with him. What he knew the most was he
needed to jerk off badly, which is exactly what he did before falling
asleep in his own bed.

<Miles, Mason, and Trent>

Miles, Mason, and Trent were sitting naked on Trent's bed. They had
erections and were slowly playing with themselves as they talked about sex.

Miles had a feeling that Mason was going to make something happen. Mason
didn't disappoint him as he positioned himself between Trent's legs and
went down on him. Mason was ready for a helping of Trent cum and Trent was
willing to supply it.

"Oh, fuck, Mason," Trent moaned. "Nobody in Mayfield likes sucking cock
more than you do." Trent then shut his mouth, closed his eyes, and leaned
back against the wall, prepared to enjoy Mason's talented mouth.

Mason stuck his nose into Trent's little patch of pubic hair and
deep-throated his four inches of boy meat. It didn't take Trent long to
issue a muffled squeal and fill Mason's mouth with his sweet, clear preteen
cum.

Mason lifted his face from Trent's crotch and grinned, revealing Trent's
emission before giving it a hard swallow. "Oh, shit, Mason, that was so
fucking awesome. Thanks, dude."

"You guys know I like eating cum, so thank you Trent for a tasty
treat. Now, if I could just suck your brother sometime and get a lot of the
thick stuff." Trent's brother, Jackson, was fifteen and generally reluctant
about getting involved in messing around with Trent and his friends. He and
Trent jacked off together on occasion, but that was the extent of their sex
play.

"He doesn't know what he's missing. I know John likes Mason sucking him,"
Miles said before he let out a groan of pleasure of his own when Mason
placed his hairless cock between his lips.

Trent considered himself to be straight. He was going out with Diane North,
a seventh grade girl. While they hadn't yet been naked together, they'd
been undressed from the waist up once and French kissed often. They had
also exchanged gropes of boobs and genitals and flashed each other once in
Diane's living room.

Miles wasn't sure what he was. Mason was without question his best friend
and he loved the sex between them. He also loved messing around with Aiden,
the twins, Gordy, his brother, John and his friend Bryce, not to mention
the few times he'd played around with Aiden's cousins. He didn't know
whether he was gay or not, but he did know he had some powerful feelings
for Mason that he didn't understand.

While Mason was bringing Miles close to orgasm, Trent was jerking off
Mason's little cock. Miles came first, enjoying a dry cum inside of Mason's
mouth. As soon as Miles came, Mason rolled over on his back and let Trent
finish him off.

All three boys had been satisfied. They dressed and then left Trent's
bedroom to play games and watch TV. For Trent messing around on his bed had
been all about getting off with friends. For Miles and Mason being sexual
with each other was beginning to mean more than simply working up an
orgasm. They weren't sure what those feelings meant other than they were
becoming more than simply best friends.

<Lenny and Keith>

After a lot of talk and a lot of plans that didn't come to fruition, Lenny
finally was able to visit Keith in Kentburg. Leslie Hazen, Lenny's mother,
drove him to Keith's. While she felt that either of the twins would be safe
riding the bike trail to Kentburg, the weather called for a car ride. She
was surprised that Lenny was doing this without Lance, but she felt that it
was good for the twins to show some independence and step away from each
other at times. Lance was spending the day with some friends from his class
and Brenda was at a friend's house for the day. Until she started her drive
home, Leslie didn't realize how much she was looking forward to some alone
time.

Keith's mother said she would bring Lenny home that evening. Both boys had
discovered that they liked each other when they met at Aiden's house. Keith
was eleven to Lenny's ten, at least for another six weeks when Lenny would
turn eleven. Keith was a sixth grader in middle school while Lenny was a
fifth grader in elementary school. Those facts didn't bother them because
they liked each other.

Neither boy had any idea of what would happen during Lenny's visit. While
sexual thoughts resided in their minds, sex wasn't the purpose of their
visit. Being older and already a bit into puberty, Keith thought of sex
differently than Lenny; his thoughts were more frequent, more vivid, more
intense. Even though he hadn't hit puberty yet, Lenny loved sex, especially
with his twin brother. But, on their first afternoon together, bonding as
friends was their intention.

They talked and played cards for an hour and then prepared to go to open
gym at Kentburg Middle School. The gym was open every Saturday during the
school year from eleven to three for students thirteen and under. High
school students had open gym at the high school. The program was paid for
by the Kentburg Park Department and the Kentburg School District. A free
cold lunch was served from twelve-thirty until one.

The gym supervisor that day was Coach Walker, who was an assistant football
coach at the high school and the head baseball coach at the middle
school. Keith introduced Lenny to Coach Walker.

"So, you're from Mayfield, eh? How did you and Keith happen to meet?" Coach
Walker asked.

"From playing baseball," Lenny answered.

"Don't tell me you played for the Yard Goats."

"Yep, I did," Lenny replied proudly.

Coach Walker looked down at Keith. "You seem to have found the secret to
making friends in baseball." Keith gave the coach a confused look, which he
noticed. "Let me see if I have this straight. You knock down a player from
the opposing team with a high and tight pitch and he becomes your friend,
and then one of his teammates becomes a friend as well. It would seem that
all you have to do to make friends is throw a baseball at them."

"That's not exactly how it happened," Keith protested. He didn't realize
that Coach Walker was pulling his leg. "I mean, yeah, I did knock Aiden
down, but it was wrong and we became friends later because...well...just
because."

The coach ruffled Keith's fiery red hair and laughed. "I'm just yanking
your chain a little, Mr. Barnett. Now, how about you and your new friend
join the group that just came in. They look like they could use a couple
more players for a half-court pickup game."

Two of the boys in the group were Keith's best friends Shannon and
Doyle. That made it easy to make the group of four a group of six. Keith
introduced Lenny to his friends and they divided themselves into two teams;
Keith, Doyle, and Lenny made up one team.

The games they played were spirited, hard fought, and fun. The Kentburg
boys were impressed by Lenny's prowess on the court, as was Coach
Walker. They also found themselves feeling a kinship with the likeable,
outgoing Mayfield boy.

The six boys played a best of three set of ten-point games. Keith and Lenny
won the first game 10-7, lost the next 12-10 (a two-point lead was
necessary to be a winner), and then won 11-9. After that they had
lunch. Coach Walker and a high school student who was assisting him set up
a volleyball court.

The kids played volleyball after lunch. The teams were mixed boys and
girls. Nobody had a problem with Lenny and Keith being on the same team.

"But, next time Lenny comes then he's just like the rest of us as far as
getting picked on a team," Shannon said. Keith and Lenny readily
agreed. Lenny liked hearing that he would be welcomed back. Kentburg kids
weren't as nasty as everybody said they were.

After open gym, Keith's mom picked them up because the rain was getting
heavy. She insisted they shower once she got them home. Lenny had brought
fresh underwear knowing they would be going to the gym. "Dinner will be as
soon as Keith's father comes home," Keith's mother told the boys.

"We can shower together," Keith said matter-of-factly. Since Lenny had
developed a crush on the redhead from the time they first met, he had no
problem with that. Even though Keith had an erection, there was little
about the shower that was sexual. But, their being naked in the shower and
washing each other was a step in their bonding as friends. By the time they
finished showering, Lenny was hard, too.

"Do you jerk off?" Keith asked after they returned to his room. They had
laid their fresh underwear on Keith's bed.

"Yeah, sometimes. Do you?"

"I do it a lot," Keith replied. "I can cum a little, too."

"I can't yet, but I'm gonna be eleven next month, so I bet I'll be able to
do it pretty soon."

Lenny knew that Keith had messed around at Aiden's house, so he didn't need
to ask about that. Considering how often he and Lance messed around, most
weeks he had more cums with another person than he did jerking himself
off. He didn't know how much Keith messed around with his Kentburg friends
and didn't ask. If he had, he would have learned that Keith and Doyle had
jerked off together a couple of times and that Keith and Shannon had jerked
off, sucked and kissed each other. Keith didn't pry into Lenny's sex life
either.

As they dressed, they agreed that they liked seeing each other with boners
and talked about maybe jerking off together in the future. They also agreed
that they needed to work on arranging an overnight. By the time they
finished dressing it was time to eat.

Lenny and Keith discussed having a future overnight with Keith's parents
who agreed to consider it. Lenny said he'd bring up the subject with his
mom as well. Lenny's long-planned visit had been a success. The boys had
taken what had been a distant liking to each other and started a budding
friendship. They were both eager to see where it would take them.

<Sammy and Jeffrey>

Jeffrey was about to turn his bedroom lights off when the door opened and
Sammy stepped in. At first Jeffrey thought Sammy was there for some sex,
but then he noticed his younger brother was wearing boxer shorts which, for
Sammy, made him way overdressed for bed, let alone sex.

Jeffrey had noticed that Sammy had seemed down during dinner and into the
evening. He'd been pensive ever since returning from spending the day with
David Fitzgerald.

"Hey, bro, what's up?" Jeffrey asked casually.

Sammy plopped next to Jeffrey on his older brother's bed. "Nothin'," he
answered indifferently.

"Don't bullshit me, Sammy. You've been moping all evening. And I don't
think you wandered in here this late at night because you want my cock up
your ass."

Sammy lay still and Jeffrey waited patiently for his brother to reveal
things at his own pace. One of the many things Jeffrey understood about his
thirteen-year-old brother was not to push him into chatting. He knew that
Sammy would say what he needed to say when he was ready and not before. He
would often clam up totally if he was pushed.

Jeffrey knew from past experience that Sammy tended to open up in the
dark. He turned off the bedroom lights as Sammy opened the bed covers and
slid under them, cuddling up to his seventeen-year-old big brother.

"You're naked," Sammy grunted.

"This surprises you how?"

"I was just saying. You always sleep naked and I just wanted to...fuck, I
don't know why I said that. I mean I always sleep naked, too. Fuck,
Jeffrey...it's just, well..."

Sammy rolled onto his side and placed his head on Jeffrey's bare
chest. Once again the room was silent. Jeffrey was thinking of breaking the
silence when he felt moisture dripping onto his chest. Jeffrey ran his hand
along his brother's thick mane of hair as he felt Sammy's quiet sobs and
the wetness of his tears.

"Help me Jeffrey. I'm scared. I'm afraid I'm gonna drink or use or do
something stupid. I am so scared." As the sobs became longer and louder,
Sammy's body started to shake with each one.

"Hey, bro. I love you and I'm here for you. How about you end the mystery
and tell me what has you so afraid."

"I got dressed to sneak out of the house and go to a party at Rodney's
house." Rodney was a fellow eighth grader whose parents gave him a long
leash when it came to parties with his friends. Sammy had attended a few
before he decided to sober up.

"Did you call Mel?" Jeffrey asked, referring to Sammy's AA sponsor.

"He answered and I told him I wanted to drink. He just said, `I can't help
you," and then hung up on me. I mean, he was rude."

"That doesn't sound like him at all. What about calling Marty?"

"He's always telling me stuff I don't want to hear." Jeffrey thought that
sounded like the old party boy Sammy. "I took my clothes back off and went
into my bed and kept thinking how I wanted to drink and get high and so I
got up and put my boxers on and came in here."

"That still doesn't answer my question about what you're afraid of."

Sammy took a deep breath. "Well, you know that last weekend I went to Susan
Fielder's house on Saturday, right?"

"Yeah, I remember you telling me." Sammy had told him more than that, but
Jeffrey elected to let his brother tell his own story.

"And, well, like I told you, we got naked and made out and she let me titty
fuck her again and I came on her chest and her neck. And she said it was
kind of gross and maybe we should not get naked anymore and just make out
with our clothes on and shit like that."

"Okay, you told me this. So why should this scare you?"

"Because I wanted so bad to break up with her and now she was going to let
me do it, but I was afraid to break up with her because then, well because,
you know, it would mean I didn't have a girlfriend." This was something
Sammy hadn't told Jeffrey the week before.

"Well, I got news for you, bro, you wouldn't be the first kid in eighth
grade to break up with his girlfriend."

"But what scared me was that I didn't want to even be there with her. I
didn't want to get naked with her. I wanted to be with David and in his
bedroom and not in hers so he could fuck me and I could fuck him. I wanted
to kiss him and suck him and jerk off with him and fuck with him and do all
that gay shit. I wanted to do it more than I wanted to be with a girl."

"I didn't know you had it that big for David," Jeffrey grinned. He was
pretty sure he knew where the conversation was going.

"This is serious shit, bro. I...I...I think I might, like, be in love with
him or something. It's like here I am naked with a girl in her bedroom and
I was falling in love with a boy and I wanted to be with him instead. I
think I'm gay and that's what scared me. That's why I really wanted to go
to Rodney's party so I could get a girl in bed and fuck her silly. I don't
know if I really wanted to get drunk. I just wanted to show I wasn't gay,
especially after what David asked me today."

There was another long silence, which Jeffrey ended by telling Sammy to go
on.

"His parents were somewhere and we fucked on the couch in the den, but
don't worry we put towels on it. I was his bottom and when we finished he
asked me if maybe we should become, like, boyfriends. As soon as he asked
me I felt so happy and said that I wanted to and we kissed and then he
fucked me again and I got home and that's when I kinda like realized that
all of this meant I was gay and I wanted to fuck a girl and go to a party
with booze and weed and shit and, okay, I lied, I wanted to, like, fuck a
girl and get wasted. Or maybe it was get wasted and fuck a girl and I am so
fucking confused, Jeffrey. You're gay and I need you to help me."

"So you aren't sure if you wanted to get drunk or not, right?"

"That's got nothing to do with if I'm..."

"Sammy, just shut up for a minute, will you?"

"How come everybody is on my case all of a sudden?"

"Nobody's on your case, I just want you to answer my question."

"Yes, I'm not sure, okay? Satisfied? I thought I really wanted to get
wasted and I called Mel and then after he hung up I was more sure, so I got
dressed and wasn't sure and here I am. I hate Mel. He could have made this
easy and talked to me."

"Call him now."

"FUCK, have you heard anything I've been saying?" Sammy pulled the blankets
back and started to get out of the bed. "It's not too late for me to go to
that party."

"Call him, bro," Jeffrey said with the even-toned calmness that so often
frustrated Sammy when he was drinking and using. "Only, this time, tell him
you DON'T want to drink."

That brought on another bout of silence. This time Sammy broke it. "Oh. I
think I get it. He can help me if I don't want to use but he can't help me
if I do, is what he's saying." He took a deep breath. "I gotta get my
phone."

"Use mine."

For the second time that night, Sammy called Mel. Only this time he said
that he didn't want to drink and that he needed help.

"Where are you?" Mel asked.

"In Jeffrey's bed."

"Stay there. I'll stop by in the morning and you and me can go out to
breakfast. Now that you don't want to drink, I can help you." Jeffrey and
Sammy had correctly figured out Mel's reason for hanging up. It was a big
dose of tough love.

Once again, Sammy turned and cried on his brother's chest. "I'm not upset,"
he sniffed. "I just love you so much and I'm crying because I got the best
brother in the world."

Jeffrey put his right arm around his little brother. If he hadn't known
about the contradictory behavior of the young adolescent before, he learned
it that night. Sammy had bounced from a vulnerable little boy, to the
sureness of a young adolescent, to not quite knowing how he fit into the
world, and back to once again displaying his vulnerability. Jeffrey
understood like he hadn't before how much Sammy looked up to him and how
much his love for his brother meant to both.

Even though there was no sex in Jeffrey's bed that night, there was more
love exchanged between them than in any of the nights they'd slept
together.  They started messing around when Sammy was a little
eight-year-old learning the arts of masturbation and fellatio. When he was
ten and they started making love together, but that night their brotherly
was as deep as it every had been. Jeffrey vowed to himself never to violate
the total trust Sammy had placed in him over the past few weeks, and on
that night in particular.

<Chase and Dillon>

The two thirteen-year-old boyfriends were breathing hard. Chase had given
Dillon a workout for the second time that night. Their naked bodies were
entangled, their faces inches away from each other.

"I love you, Chase," Dillon whispered.

"And I love you, Dillon. If you hadn't been sitting next to me in
Mr. Saxton's class that day, we'd never have become boyfriends." Chase was
referring to the day Dillon had seen him jerking off in class.

"Sometimes I can't believe one of the most popular boys in seventh grade is
my boyfriend." While Dillon was believing in that fact more and more, he
still had his doubts. Boys like Chase had always ignored him at best and
picked on him at worst, a way of life that had gotten worse in middle
school.

"Believe it, Dillon, because it's true." The boys then exchanged some long
deep kisses. When they came up for air, Chase asked Dillon if he was ready
for one more round.

"Sure, but my butt's a little sore. Can I be the top this time?"

"Sounds like a plan to me."

"When are you going to do Logan?"

Chase got on his back and lifted his legs, showing Dillon his wares. "I
told him we'd talk about it when he turned eleven, and that's not until
June."

"And then what?"

"And then, with your permission, I think he'll enjoy his surprise birthday
present."

"You know I'll be okay with that."

"I know, but I'm just giving you what the timeline is gonna be. And
speaking of timelines, Drake really wants a three-way with us. He emailed
me again about it."

"And?"

"And we'll wait and see what happens with him and Uncle Keegan
first—like where is he gonna live and shit like that. Maybe by then
he'll have a boyfriend or a girlfriend or some kind of friend and we can do
a four way," Chase laughed. "But, right now all I know is that I want you
to fuck me silly, like NOW!"

Being horny young teens, that session ended a successful night of sexual
fun between the geek and the jock, whom many thought of as a pair of
unlikely friends, let alone a pair of boyfriends.

<Aiden>

Aiden was in bed by ten in the evening. He had texted Nolan that he was
home safely and thanked him for a great time. Nolan had texted back, "u r
welcome sleep good ILY." Aiden thought about his day with Nolan and how
special and sexy it was. He knew that even without the sex, just being
special would be, well, special. But the sex made it extra special. Kalie
had it figured out right when she asked if Nolan was gay like him. The way
he saw it now, the question could also be was he gay like Nolan?

It didn't matter who was gay like whom. It didn't matter if they were even
gay. What mattered was that they were boyfriends and loved each other. What
mattered to him at that moment was that he needed to cuddle with his dads.

He put on a fresh pair of briefs with alternating light and dark blue
stripes. The underpants he'd worn during the day had seen a full day's use
at Nolan's house. For the first time it was important to him to have clean
briefs on. He wondered if he should have showered before going to bed. He
sniffed his underarms and decided they were okay. Grabbing Horace off his
bed he went downstairs and knocked on his dads' bedroom door. Larry and
Phil quickly pulled underpants on.

"Come in Horace," Larry called out. "And you can bring that Aiden kid with
you if you want."

Aiden entered the room and set Horace on the end of the bed. "You guys are
way too silly, sometimes," he said, hoping they didn't take his complaint
seriously. He liked it when his dads got silly. While his pop got silly
more often than his dad, he looked at it as team silliness.

"What brings you down to the master bedroom?" Phil asked. That afternoon he
and Larry had discussed how Aiden's night visits had tapered off since he
started middle school. While they still loved having him come into bed with
them and cuddle up to sleep, they also saw his weaning from the bed as a
healthy sign. Just in case of a visit, they always either had underpants on
when getting into bed or had a pair nearby and handy.

"I just wanted to be with you," Aiden said as he crawled onto the bed
between his dads and then wriggled under the covers. Phil and Larry said
nothing, knowing that lately Aiden almost had a hidden motive when he came
to bed with them, even if he wouldn't always discuss it. Sometimes that
motive would be no more than needing the comfort of their arms and their
love.

Putting his arms around Larry he sighed with contentment. After a couple of
minutes, he revealed what was on his mind. "If I have a boyfriend, does
that mean I'm gay?"

Aiden had just come up with another of his surprise questions. Phil and
Larry pondered a possible answer. While they knew Aiden was sexually active
with his friends, they weren't quite prepared for the "boyfriend" question
from their eleven-year-old son.

"You and Nolan?" Larry asked. He had observed a lot of interesting
behaviors and looks and touches between them on the rare times they were
together. Besides, he had spent the day at Nolan's house.

"Well, does it?" Aiden asked, avoiding the question.

"No, all it means is you have a friend who you like to...um...well, do
things with. You have a lot of time yet to decide if you're
boyfriends. Just enjoy being best friends and being boys."

"Weren't you two boyfriends when you were my age?"

Phil coughed lightly. "We were a little older." But not by much, he
thought.

"But you were in middle school, right?"

"Yeah, but in seventh grade."

Aiden chewed on that for a moment and then asked if they thought they were
gay then.

"We were clueless about what we were," Larry replied. "All we knew is how
we felt about each other. Everything else was words. Gay. Straight. While
we weren't all that sure about what it meant then, looking back on it, I'd
say love was what we had and that is the only word that was important."

After another silent pause, Aiden decided to tell his dads what he figured
they probably knew by now. "Nolan is my boyfriend and I am his boyfriend."

"And I'm your pop, and Phil is your dad, and we love you more than anything
in the world." Larry gave Aiden a loving squeeze. "And don't you ever
forget it."

Aiden felt Phil's strong arm wrap around him. "I second that. Son, we know
you and Nolan live far apart. So, you two enjoy every second you have with
each other. You be best friends, boyfriends, whatever you want to be with
each other, but enjoy every second. Like your pop said, don't worry about
gay, straight, bi, or any of that bullshit. Just enjoy each other. Your pop
and I wasted too much energy worrying at times and not enough just
accepting and loving each other."

"But, you did okay. You're married and you're my dads and got me for an
awesome son."

"True, but we just hope you can skip the worry step."

Aiden shifted himself so he could feel the bodies of both of his
dads. "Tonight, I love my dads because they're the best in the world. Oh,
and don't tell Nolan I told you we are boyfriends until I say it's okay to
tell."

"Mum's the word," Larry said. "And your dad and I love you back and then
some."

While Aiden didn't need to be in bed with his dads as often as he once did,
he found that their presence, experience, and wisdom showed him how to deal
with a lot of questions. His dads, along with his big bro Marty, made him
feel safe and loved by men who were successful gay men and helped him work
to accept who he was. Aiden felt calm and comforted as he fell into a deep,
untroubled sleep.

Next: Nolan and Aiden