Date: Mon, 22 Aug 2022 22:25:31 +0000
From: Boyz Talez <Jungengeschichte@protonmail.com>
Subject: Eleven, part 8

Eleven - A Mackey Farms Story

**WARNING: This story contains scenes of consensual sex between underage
children and teens.  Please DO NOT read this if this is offensive to you or
if stories of this nature are illegal in your own jurisdiction.  Know the
law in your area and make sure that if you continue to read this story that
you are not breaking it in any way.  This story is purely fiction, so make
sure to properly suspend your disbelief when reading it. It contains no
references to real people anywhere and should not be treated as real life.
It is copyrighted by the author, but also in some form or fashion by the
other writers who have tackled the various adventures of the Mackey clan
(shout out to Jonas Henley, Charles Well and Sarge)**

Note: you don't have to have read the previous Mackey stories to enjoy this
one but if you do end up wanting to dig into it, some good places to start
are: Kids of Indian Spring, Sandy Jacobs, Mackey Farms, The Dawson
Exclusion, Mackey Chronicles, Sweetwater Boys and Warriors of Indian
Spring. The inspiration of these stories is primarily Mackey
Farms. Suggestions welcome at: Jungengeschichte@protonmail.com

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Chapter 15 - Ben At The Funeral

Cam was under the impression Ben would be gone for only two or three days,
but up close to the goings-on, Ben realized it was a fluid situation and
that he might be away for four days, maybe even five or more, it just
depended. Certainly, as he sat in the back of the family car driving out of
town to attend his grandmother's service, he figured he'd be out of town
through that weekend at least. Maybe he'd be back in school on Monday and
maybe not. But, for now, he was trying to relax and let his mind drift, and
not worry so much about the obligations back home, or Cam and all of his
issues. Ben didn't realize it until that moment but Cam's worries had sort
of partially become his worries so he was trying to push them aside for now
since there was nothing he could do about them for a few days.

Ben didn't really know his grandmother that wall, truth be told. This was
his mother's mother, who'd lived out of town all his life, and who really
hadn't made much of an effort to be very close to either Ben or his
parents. Mom, as it happened, now lived in Mackey Farms, a place grandma
and her family had left a long time ago. So, it was true, if you went back
far enough on the family tree, mom and dad were probably distant cousins of
some kind but such is life in a more rural place. But it's safe to say mom
falling for and marrying a Mackey, in Mackey Farms, and living there with
him, did not meet with grandma's approval. So, there was a distance between
them. Ben had seen her a few times throughout his life, mostly at big
family gatherings and such that included his mother's siblings and his out
of town cousins who were all a bit older, but that's it.

So, sitting there, Ben wasn't sure how to feel. Should he feel sad? Should
he feel anything? He just wasn't sure. But after more than a year being
required to service boys sexually and going through all of that rapid
sexual and emotional maturity, he wasn't about to agonize over it too
much. He felt how he felt, and everyone else just had to deal with that.

Ben did cast some thoughts to his cousins, who he hadn't seen in about two
years now, well before the Choosing and all the recent changes in his
situation. He had four cousins actually, all boys, and aside from the one
that was just about his age, the rest were older, the oldest being 14 and
two being thirteen. They were all pretty close in age, he mused. Did their
parents all fuck at the same time? He chuckled at that thought, but also
mused that it would feel different to be around boys that age and not have
this "other thing" hanging over it. It was maybe a premature thought,
however.

Eventually they got to their destination, the big family home that was
their grandmother's, and Ben's parents parked in the street since the
driveway was already full of everyone else's cars. They knocked on the door
and soon the adults were talking and catching up, and after Ben was greeted
and fussed over by his aunts and uncles, soon enough, he was down in the
basement rumpus room with his four cousins, just shooting the shit and
watching some random stuff on the nearby TV. Logan was the oldest, with
Jace his younger 13 year old brother, and then Andy was thirteen also, with
his younger brother Arnold who was 12 like Ben. All sort of looked similar
to Ben in the brown haired/brown eyed department, clearly Ben's looks in
that regard came from his mom's side. Naturally, Ben still looked the
youngest out of everyone by far despite the fact that he was only a month
younger than his cousin Arnold.

"So," Logan began after twenty minutes of chit-chat, "what's the deal with
you all down in Mackey Farms?" His cocked eyebrow told Ben he was driving
at something but evidently wanted to do so the long way.

"What do you mean?" Ben responded.

"I hear you all like, have these traditions," Logan continued, trying to
tease information from his cousin.

"Well, yeah, I guess we do."

"You guess?" Logan challenged.

"Yeah."

"Come on, dude," Logan finally said, "you know you way more than just
GUESS. Say it."

"What?" Ben flatly responded, noticing the puzzled looks on the faces of
the other three boys in the room. Ben knew what he was driving at, but they
did not.

"Say you were chosen. For the 'traditions.' Tell us about that." Logan
looked pretty smug when he said that, and Ben had to take a deep sigh
because he knew at this point he'd have to come clean. Better that he say
it than Logan with whatever secondhand information he was given.

"I was chosen. In Mackey Farms we have choosings every year, where all the
11 year old boys gather and, well, get voted on by the other boys in town
between um, 11 and 16 years old."

"Uh huh, keep going," Logan goaded.

"Well so, we have to get naked at these choosings," Ben continued, noting
that his other three cousins' eyes all went big at this unexpected
turn. "And the other boys vote on us. And some are chosen at the end and
then.."

"And THEN..."

"And then they get fucked and have to suck someone else off." Ben finally
said, causing full shock to appear on the other three boys' faces. "And
they have to pick an 'owner' and for the next three years, they have to
serve as a bottom and have sex the eligible boys in town."

"Tell them how much." Logan challenged again.

"Well, um, they have to suck four boys a day for all three years and
swallow all their sperm every time, and then get fucked by two boys a day
for a year. And then four boys a day for the next two years. If, um, that
many ask for a suck or fuck that day. No more than that though."

You could have heard a pin drop in that basement. Logan was sitting there
satisfied with his plan so far, and he was letting this sink into the
brains of his shocked little brother and little cousins before he made his
next move. The adults were all wrapped up in things upstairs and Logan had
the luxury of time.

"So, YOU do that?" Andy finally came out with.

"You suck off four boys a DAY?" came Arnold's shocked reply.

"Wait, WHEN did this happen?" came Jace's answer. Ben felt like this had
shifted quickly from a gab session to a tribunal of sorts and he shot a
quick glare at Logan for dropping this bomb on the room so carelessly. Ben
shifted himself from defense to offense, trying to regain some control over
the room.

"YES," he said emphatically, "*I* do that. Last July I went up onstage and
was chosen. And I was the first 11 year old chosen that way, before it was
only 12 and up but they changed it. And my best friend and boyfriend Jimmy
is my owner. And yeah, I have sex with boys every day. I've always hit my
limit of boys since then too so yes, six and then, now, eight a day."

Every jaw besides Ben's and Logan's was on the floor. Arnold, Andy and Jace
were in shock that their little cousin, who still looked like he'd maybe
been 11 years old for a month at most, was basically a working boy at age
12, having more sex than any of them could possibly calculate on the spot,
and had been for over a year now. They weren't sure how to respond so for a
couple minutes, everyone sat in silence, digesting this new revelation.

But then Logan made his move.

"So, you suck off 14 year olds right? They're eligible for you?"

Ben blushed a bit but responded simply, "yes. Boys up to two years older
than me are allowed."

"So, technically, since we're KINDA Mackeys from a long time ago..."

The other boys were now all looking at Logan quizzically again.

"I mean you'd technically maybe be obligated to suck us off right? If we
asked?"

Ben was incredulous. This kid sure had some balls on him. He was surprised
Logan was willing to be this, well aggressive about making things sexual
when they'd never ever been before but then, Ben remembered he was 14 and
thus focused on one thing all the time right now. And that overruled
decorum, deference or time and place concerns. The kid wanted to get off,
and he knew that at the end of the day, the other boys would too since all
four were in the throes of puberty. The information Logan had was worth
sex, several sessions' worth in fact, and he wanted to cash it in.

Ben scanned the eyes of his other three cousins and confirmed to himself
that they'd eagerly go along with this. Logan had bet correctly. "Yeah, I
guess technically I would," he finally said.

Smiles involuntarily spread across all four of his cousins' faces. Jace,
Arnold and Andy had no idea this was coming, but were now
overjoyed. Arnold, for his part, had never done anything sexual besides
masturbation. Jace and Andy had messed around once or twice together, and
Logan had even managed to get girls to suck him off a couple of times
before. But so, for their own reasons, all of them were eager to do it with
a professional. It was just a shocking turn of events that the professional
in question was their little out of town cousin.

"Jace, go up and lock the door." Logan said. "You ok with sucking us right
here? The adults won't try to come down, they're up there drinking and
talking I bet. We'll just say we locked the door by accident."

Ben shrugged, clearly just giving into circumstance here, and without
thinking too much about it, started quickly stripping off his clothes,
prompting his cousins to all disrobe as well. Within a minute or two, five
naked boys were all deciding on the fly which of the four would be sucked
first. Logan insisted he was first since he planned all this, and no one
argued. Soon, Ben was on his knees on the carpet, staring up at his 14 year
old cousin's uncut cock which was fully erect and ready to go. Wow, Ben
thought, I didn't picture this as being part of my time here.

Soon Ben was presented with a sight he'd seen literally over a thousand
times by now, and he now realized why Logan was so gung ho about all of
this. He was a pretty mature 14, with a sizeable cock nearly six inches
long and a respectable bush of pubes. With little ceremony Ben leaned
forward and engulfed Logan's cock all the way to the root, and plied his
well-practiced trade on his cousin, causing some amazed murmuring among the
other three boys looking on. Ben just shut that out and concentrated on the
blowjob at hand, sucking along Logan's length and gripping his thighs for
leverage.

"Oh man, kid," Logan said between panting breaths, "you HAVE been doing
this for a while. Goddamn you're good. I can't believe you can suck the
whole thing."

That last statement was a bit ignorant, of course. Ben had been at this a
year and had sucked off more 14 year olds than he could sit there and
count. You should meet my shaved friend Charlie, Ben thought between
sucking strokes. That kid is packing. Ben bore down and really increased
his frequency of sucking strokes. He was willing to do this, but he wasn't
willing to draw it out, here, at this time. Soon Logan was catching his
breath a bit and, with an unnnnggghhh sound for emphasis, depositing his
copious teen seed right into Ben's mouth. Ben swallowed every drop and
pulled off his cousin's cock with a bit of a tongue swirl at the end to
clean off the tip.

"Jace," Logan directed between post-orgasmic panting breaths, "you next."

Jace shrugged and took his brother's place. He met eyes with Ben for only a
moment before he, too, was engulfed along his entire boyish length and
experienced his first real blowjob. All three remaining boys would be
experiencing their first ever blowjobs in fact.

Ben noted that Jace was basically a smaller version of his brother, less
thick and with an inch less in length, and had only sparse public hair so
far. Jace also was so excited he involuntarily just buried both hands in
Ben's brown hair, enjoying the feeling of Ben's head bobbing back and forth
under his touch as he kept sucking his cock. Wow, Jace thought, this was
way better than jerking off. Soon he was practically gasping, and after a
charged five minutes inside Ben's mouth, he exploded, coating Ben's tonsils
with his teen load. Ben gulped it down quickly.

"Thanks, Benny," Jace said sincerely as he finally pulled out.

Andy went next, with Ben noting he was a bit more mature than Jace, with a
slightly bigger cock. He sucked Andy for almost ten minutes, clearly this
kid knew how to let himself enjoy this despite going third and getting his
first blowjob ever. Andy's practice sessions in his bedroom with edging was
really helping! He wanted to spend a while in Ben's mouth if he could, and
he made the loudest groaning sound out of all the boys when he finally shot
off inside Ben's mouth.

Arnold went last, and Ben noted with some frustration that despite only
being a month older, Arnold already had visible pubic hair around his
cock. Ben sucked him for a few minutes and soon the kid was panting like a
dog and spraying his watery load inside Ben's mouth, saying "Oh God" in
rapid succession when he did. Ben cleaned Arnold's cock and he pulled out,
dressing quickly thereafter.

All five boys spent five minutes sitting together in a bit of a pregnant
silence after each boy had gotten off inside Ben's mouth and dressed
themselves again, but that was soon interrupted by Ben's dad knocking on
the locked door above and yelling for Ben to come up so they could drive to
their nearby hotel for the night. Ben rose to leave without addressing what
had just happened.

"Hey!" Logan called up to Ben as he walked toward the basement stairs, "we
can get another one tomorrow, right? And like, each day you're here?"

Ben's shoulders slumped just a bit at this request, but he figured it might
come.

"Yeah, sure. Just, you know, we have to be careful about it."

Each boy's face lit up again. Wow, Jace thought, Logan is a genius. And I
get to have my cock sucked again! Andy and Arnold, inside their own heads,
were feeling the same way.

Ben lay in his queen sized hotel bed that night, next to his parents' own
bed, reflecting on earlier that afternoon. He realized that all of this,
becoming a bottom, having sex with lots of boys, it wasn't just something
he was doing. It had followed him out of town. It was, basically, who he
was now. He realized that it was who his dad was too, many years ago, and
got a wave of goosebumps picturing all the time he had left to be this
person. But, he realized, it wasn't who his dad was forever. It definitely
didn't seem to be who he was now. Ben took some comfort in that. Even
though he realized he still had to suck his cousins off a few more times.

And so it was. Ben sucked all four of them off again the next day, up in
Logan's room while the adults had a bit of a patio party cookout
downstairs. And, to add to his own enjoyment, Logan decided to be sucked
off last so he could drop one other nugget on Ben before he left.

"Hey later on, when it gets dark, I want a fuck too." Logan said
assertively.

"A fuck too?"

"Yeah, I mean technically you'd be doing both back home right? I wanna fuck
you too. At least once."

Since Logan clearly wanted this privilege all to himself, Ben slumped his
shoulders a bit and agreed. So, while the parents sat around the fire pit
at dusk, sipping beers and swapping stories, Ben and Logan slipped back up
into Logan's room and Ben got up on all fours on Logan's bed, on top of a
borrowed towel he'd spread out. Luckily, Logan already had lube, and
eagerly got into position, greased Ben and himself up, and quickly slid
inside of his little cousin's ass.

These feelings were incredible, like shocks of electricity hitting him
right in the dick. Ben's ass, though well used and very experienced, was
tight and warm and inviting, and Logan had never fucked anyone before, so
he was instantly hooked. He wasn't sure he'd have another chance doing this
with Ben, so he really took his time, an effort made easier by having blown
his load down Ben's throat hours earlier. Still, he was a teenaged boy and
after about fifteen of the most awesome minutes of his sexual life so far,
he groaned and emptied his balls into Ben's ass, holding the boy's hips
tight as he shot his load.

"Whoa dude, your ass is....wow. Those boys back home that fuck you are real
lucky."

"Thanks," was Ben's awkward response. He'd only seen his cousins a few
times over the years, but never did he guess he'd be having sex with any of
them like this. But, as Cam was now discovering, being a bottom meant all
kinds of strange new experiences tended to happen.

And that's how it went. Ben and his parents didn't leave town for home
until Sunday afternoon, which meant all four of his cousins had a chance
for more blowjobs three more times: twice more in his grandmother's
basement, and once more in Logan's bedroom. Once Ben was finally in the car
driving home, he'd realized that after expecting 0 sex sessions during this
funereal visit, he'd actually had sex 21 times, and somewhere in between
buried the grandmother he barely knew.

Ben, like Cam, came out of those few days with answers to all sorts of
questions he never thought he'd ever ask, like how sexually mature his four
cousins were. Like the fact that both Andy and Arnold were uncut. Like how
all four boys' cum tasted. Like how all four boys' ass cheeks felt as Ben
held onto them during his blowjobs. Actually, if Ben was really thinking
about it, Arnold wasn't bad looking as far as boys went, but this was his
cousin. Somehow, going beyond sticking to the task at hand, sucking them
off and swallowing their cum, seemed wrong. Ben, like with many things,
pushed that aside.

Later on, Cam would actually feel a bit heartened at how he'd dug deep and
found his courage in Ben's absence. After hearing his story about having
surprise sex with his cousins all week. Cam thought maybe just having sex
with boys he knew casually around town wasn't so bad.


Chapter 16 - Blake the Counselor

Blake sat on his front porch, idly smoking a cigarette and waiting for Cam
to arrive. In his capacity as the "bottom's counselor" and someone who was
designated as a mentor to all serving bottoms, it had made it back to him
that Cam was having a lot of residual anxieties about his new duties and
needed some more help. School was a mere week away from starting at this
point as it was nearly Labor Day, and Cam was still battling some
underlying fears and continued to rely on Ben a lot of the time as a
crutch.

Cam was, at this point, just over six weeks in since being chosen, so he'd
managed to wrestle with all of these anxieties for about a month since Ben
went away to that funeral. Of course, that meant he'd gone from having sex
a few dozen times back then to over 250 now, so there was definitely no
downtime for Cam while he wrestled with all these feelings. Factually
sometimes a day did end, or begin, with a few more closet pillow sobbing
sessions but he was always able to get back up and do what he was supposed
to afterward. But obviously this was not a durable way to go about things
with middle school looming. The pressure would only ramp up.

It was strange though, in some ways Cam was a lot more used to things, and
less anxious about some things. Like at this point if he was giving head to
some kid in front of a crowd, he barely even heard or noticed them. It was
just him, the other boy, and the other boy's cock sliding in and out,
that's all Cam paid attention to. Also by now he'd lost his resistance to
being fucked in front of a crowd, and in fact had done it quite a few times
by now, including being fucked twice each on both Saturday and Sunday in
front of all the kids at the swimming hole. But, underneath, something
still gnawed at him.

Seeing both Cam and Ben approach on their bikes, Blake took a big, final
drag and stubbed out his cigarette. Yes, his smoking habit remained even
though he wasn't sucking off four boys a day anymore. His parents figured
what was done was done in that regard, especially since Blake had been
smoking for nearly two years at this point and was clearly hooked. It still
helped him with his stress, after all. Plus, Blake had come to enjoy it, so
he kept on.

"Hey, Cam. Ben," Blake said as they dropped their bikes in his yard,
"thanks for coming by. Cam, you want to come on in? Ben, you can just hang
out here or my living room. For this stuff I need to just talk to Cam one
on one, that's how this works."

Blake wasn't trained in this formally of course, but he'd read a few things
online about counseling. The biggest things seemed to be trust, and
discretion. He understood that his help would work best if he talked with
the boys directly and privately, earning their trust. Ben understood and
made himself busy on his phone.

"Hey, if you guys are going to be a bit maybe I can invite over some boys
to suck off?" Ben asked, figuring he might as well use the time
productively.

"Sure just, you know, do what you need to. We'll be a little bit."

Cam was a bit anxious as he climbed the stairs to Blake's room. The older
boy wasn't intimidating or anything, it was just that Cam was really mixed
up inside about all these feelings and wasn't sure at this point who he
trusted to even confess them all to, if he ever did at all. But he was
hoping, maybe, this would help him get more of a grip before school started
and the anxiety level in his life went up a few notches.

Blake's room was a boy's room, but he'd managed to get a second chair in
there just for guests to sit in, alongside Blake's gaming type chair for
his computer. It felt welcoming enough, anyway, and Cam liked how
comfortable the side chair was.

"So, you've been bottoming for six weeks or so now," Blake began, cutting
right to the point. "Do you want to just talk to me about how that's been
going for you? Anything you want to say. It's just us here."

Cam fidgeted a bit in his seat before answering, "It's been...kind of a lot
sometimes."

"A lot?"

"Yeah."

"And Ben's been helping you out?"

"Yeah."

"And no boys have been like, out of line? Anything that is against the
rules?"

"No, nothing like that. I just..."

"Yes?"

"I dunno."

"Look Cam, let me just say that I'm sorry, OK? I'm still figuring things
out myself and what I'm doing and doing this? What we're doing now? It's
all new to me. But more than that, I'm sorry, because the truth is it's
because of me you're here, now, in this situation. I can't change it. But
if I can help you not feel so, alone? Scared? I want to."

Cam gave a small smile, and Blake was reminded again why this kid was even
sitting here. He was cute. Of course he got plenty of votes.

"It's just weird I guess."

"Having sex?" Blake offered, putting a fine point on things.

"Yeah. With so many boys."

"A bit overwhelming sometimes?"

"Yeah."

"Had you ever had sex before the choosing?"

"I'd never had sex in my butt, no."

"But you'd sucked someone off before?"

"Once."

"But never anything like all this you have to do now."

"No."

"And being with Ben when you do it, that helps?"

"Yeah."

"Do you want to talk about that?"

"I dunno."

Blake kept hitting the same wall. This was Cam, the question kid, full of
inquiries and chatter. But not so now, when being the one asked the
questions, especially questions about his new role.Blake pondered for a
moment or two before continuing.

"Is Ben your friend?"

"Yes," Cam answered, giving another smile, this one a bit bigger than the
last one.

"It's good to have friends. Especially ones who understand? You know, what
you have to do now?"

"Uh huh."

"I kind of hope we can be friends. That is, if you want?"

"Maybe."

Blake would take a maybe for now, it's at least better than a no.

"Look Cam, I know you usually like to be the one asking questions. Can I
ask you some more questions?"

"OK."

"So, you've been having sex. You've had sex with 13 year olds a bunch
lately, right?"

"Yes."

"And have you had sex with boys your age too, that can shoot?"

"Uh huh."

"You have to suck off anyone from your class last year?"

Cam blushed. "Um, yeah. A few."

In fact, by now he was up to six boys he had in fifth grade last year that
he'd sucked off. Just more names on the long list at this point.

"I bet that was a little weird. Blowing those boys you knew from last
year?"

"Yeah."

"Because you never figured when you were in class together all last year
that you'd ever be having sex with them."

"Uh huh."

Cam's eyes were now firmly fixed to the floor. Clearly Blake was getting
closer to the problem.

"You know when I started, because of my situation starting Kindergarten
late, I was in fifth grade still."

Cam's head snapped back up, and he stared at Blake in disbelief. He wasn't
aware of that.

"You were?"

"Oh yeah. And every day after fifth grade I had to meet six different boys
to have sex with every day, just like you are now."

"Wow."

Blake told Cam about the boy who made crude gestures at him. Cam blushed at
that and felt grateful at least that he became a bottom over the summer and
AFTER fifth grade like was typically the case. Dealing with all this in the
social intimacy of fifth grade just seemed too weird.

Blake let that digest for a minute before inquiring, "you like Ben a lot,
huh?"

"Yes."

"He's your best friend?"

"He is my best friend," Cam said with another smile.

"Well, enjoy that. I have a best friend too, and he saved me. Maybe one day
you or Ben will have a moment like that."

"Maybe."

"Well, hold onto that, OK bud?" Blake said, mussing the kid's dark hair
with emphasis. Blake noticed the kid's hair was actually a bit longer than
it was during the Choosing. Clearly, he was letting it grow out a bit, and
it looked good. Like Finn Wolfhard.

"OK. Thanks. Actually, I do gotta go, I-"

"You have some boys you have to go meet up with?"

"Yeah."

"Alright then. Well, you have my number and email and stuff, OK? Just let
me know if you need to talk or just, whatever."

"OK!"

With that, both boys went back downstairs, in time to see none other than
Charlie leaving through the front door and Ben, still naked but getting
dressed in the middle of the room.

"Guess you did use the time productively, eh?" Blake observed.

"Well, he lives by here, so.."

"No worries. Well, we had a little talk, but we're all done here. Come by
anytime, OK you two?"

"We will," Ben assured him.

As he watched them leave, Blake fished another cigarette out of the pack in
his pocket and lit up, taking a long, slow drag, holding it for a few
moments, then letting it out slowly. He felt satisfied. Cam might need a
bit of help, but he was doing OK now.

After he took another few drags, Blake's phone buzzed in his back
pocket. It was Sam, reaching out at his brother Tim's urging once again to
follow up on all the issues he was dealing with since the Choosing six
weeks back. He'd basically OD'ed himself on sex, and since then it had been
sort of a seesaw for Sam between trying to not overindulge one day and
having trouble getting his head in the game the next. And, of course, the
four fucks and four sucks each day were never-ending. Blake figured: it's a
good thing I can do this now. I'm needed.

But meantime, Cam felt a lot lighter. Solid. In fact once they rode away
from Blake's house, Cam had Ben stop with him and both boys got undressed
right there and rode naked all the way to Cam's house, where they put their
clothes on Cam's bed, grabbed their bottom bags and walked naked over to
the swimming hole to cool off and service some more boys once again. Ben
had already had sex with Jimmy and blown Charlie that day, so he had three
fucks and sucks left to work off, but Cam was a clean slate so far, so he
figured he could get all six fucks and sucks in during his swimming time as
well. Efficiency, it made having all this required sex easier. And that
also felt a bit better to Cam.


To be continued...


Other stories by this author:

*Little by Little for Little Brother" in gay male, Incest

"Matt Learns To Suck" in gay male, Adult/Youth

"Matt's New Habit" in gay male/young friends

"The Naked Summer" in gay male/young friends

"Rent My Brother" in gay male/incest