Date: Thu, 25 Nov 2010 10:37:20 -0800 (PST) From: Tague Micheals Subject: Harris Falls In Love There is no truth in this story. I saw a picture of an incredibly cute boy on the internet. Not a nude or anything in fact he was fully clothed. I'd wanted to do a story with him in it for the longest time. I added Wyatt to this story with that boy in mind. Harris is a compilation of boys in Speedo's that I've seen on the IMGSRC web site. It's amazing how well endowed some of them appear to be. This chapter doesn't have a lot of sex in it but you'll get it in the next one. As always, N-joi Hugs Tag_m ~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~ I didn't really want to spend a Saturday night watching-which means babysitting-a house full of rowdy boys. Neither did their parents which was why they were offering me $100.00 to do it. I'd have much rather been hanging out with my friends doing almost anything but I was half way to turning 16 and getting my drivers license. My parents had already agreed to buy me my first car but I would be responsible for paying the insurance and basic upkeep. I only had to pay the difference in their insurance premium but my dad insisted that I pay a year's worth at a time. I had worked my ass off for the past 6 months doing anything and everything to save up the money and a hundred bucks was too much to pass up. The boys in questions were friends of the young son of my parents' best friends. Jaren had celebrated his 12th birthday and a handful of 10-12 year olds were going to spend the night. I'd watched Jaren before and he was basically a pretty neat kid but even the best of kids can deteriorate when in the company of a pack of other boys. I knew that from my own preteen and early teenage experiences. Of course now that I was a young adult, things were different, I carried myself with much more aplomb and cool. Uhuh. If you believe that I have a bridge I'd like to sell you and believe me I can use the money. Anyway, Jaren was an only child and his parents wanted to get away on their own for a night, as well as to avoid having to manage a troupe of boys so I was called to duty. I got to their house around 5:30 in the afternoon having been assured before hand that the birthday boys' party would be over and done with including the ice cream and cake. As I said, the adults were my parents' best friends and I'd been to their place a million times so I didn't knock, I just walked right in. Jaren's father Leif was sitting in his recliner, feet up, and reading a book. "Oh Harris," he said as I entered, "we're so glad that you're willing to watch the little gangsters." He said it with a smile. My name, obviously, is Harris and fortunately this was some time before Harry Potter or Prince Harry for that matter so I hadn't gotten tagged with that as a nickname. "Hey Lief," I responded, having used both his and Karen's first names since I was like, six. "Did your dad tell you we got a '70 `Cuda in this week? Great little car in prefect condition and it was owned by a little old lady," he said and then we both laughed. The "owned by a little old lady" was a running joke. Lief was the manager of the used car division of the largest car dealership in the city and of course he was on the look out for my dad, and me. "Seriously Harris, it was owned by the son of an older couple; the boy got killed in `Nam. They kept it around because he was an MIA for awhile but I guess there's proof that he's dead so they want to get rid of it. It's in great shape, small block v8 with low miles for an 8 year old car." I was pretty surprised because my dad hadn't mentioned anything to me about the car. It sounded perfect; not too old, a great style and in good shape. Just what I wanted and I wondered why dad hadn't told me. I told Lief that I'd like to look at it and we made arrangements to go down the next day when he and Karen got back. "So, there are 7 or 8 boys staying the night. They've been pretty good and not too loud. There's still plenty of soda and snack shit for them so I guess the biggest concern is that they don't burn the place down. Karen and I are thinking that we'll be home by noon tomorrow. Parents will start picking up their little darlings around 10 in the morning I guess." Karen came in from the kitchen, said hello to me then to Lief said, "Let's go while we can honey." She kissed me on the cheek and thanked me for watching the boys and they both started for the front door. Karen was hot looking, for an older woman, older being like 31 or something. She wasn't very tall and was sort of thin like but had really big tits. I'd jacked off more than once thinking about her being naked and me sucking on those honkers. One time when we were all on a camping trip she was wearing shorts and a halter top that barely contained them and you could see her nipples making little tents on the thin fabric. I had to go to the restroom to drain my balls and make my dick go down because of it. I think my dad knew too because when I got back he gave me a little smile and asked if I was okay. "The boys are all out in pool Harris and there's plenty of those little snack pizzas in the freezer," Karen said and before I knew it they were gone. I moseyed into the kitchen and snagged a coke then headed out through the family room sliding doors to the raucous sound of boys playing. I sat at the glass topped table under the shade of a beach umbrella and watched as the 7 boys ran, splashed, dove and otherwise played, laughing and giggling while they went about their business. I recognized some of the boys. At least two of them had spent the night when I babysat Jaren, one of them was the younger brother of a girl I knew from school and another one lived down the street. The others I didn't remember having seen before. As I watched them I remembered back when I was their age and was so carefree and I got a little nostalgic. I was okay with growing up but sometimes it was kind of a bitch. I was sort of lost in thought when Jaren called out to me. "Hey Harris." I focused on the boy as he climbed out of the pool and came toward me, water running down his smooth tanned body. Jaren was a pretty cute boy, not that I was into boys, but he was. His blonde hair was cut pretty short as it was more comfortable as we moved closer to summer. "How's it going," he asked as he came over and flopped into a chair next to me. "It's cool," I responded. We talked about stuff for a few minutes when another kid came over. He said they wanted to play a game of knights where one kid sat on the shoulders of another one and the two riders fought to pull one of them over. As Jaren got up he said, "You wanna play Harris." I shook my head and said naw. I had my Speedos on under my cut off's just in case I had wanted to swim but in my haste I'd forgotten to bring underwear to put on afterwards. "Come on Harris, you and me can beat all these guys." Jaren wasn't exactly begging but it was pretty close. Oh what the fuck I thought to myself, I can manage one night without Jockey's besides it felt kinda sexy going commando, maybe even enough to cop a boner after the boys went to sleep and jack off. So I stood up and peeled my t-shirt off then kicked off my shoes and socks and jeans. Jaren half watched me, more to guarantee that I'd be his horse and not one of the other boys. Jeans off, Jaren and I walked toward the pool and a couple of the other boys saw me, both of them looking straight at my crotch. One of them whispered to the other one and I knew what they were talking about. I filled out a Speedo pretty good and since mine was fairly skimpy I created a pretty decent bulge, especially for these little guys. "I wanna do a dive first," I told Jaren and headed toward the board. I heard Jaren tell the boy closest to him to "watch this." I was on the dive team and swim teams at school and always placed high at competitions. Going to the diving board though wasn't to show off for the boys but I had to make that first dunk in the pool and diving from the board was the way I generally did it if there wasn't a shower handy. Actually there was an outside shower so maybe I did want to show off...just a little bit. All of the boys were watching as I got prepared then I launched into a back flip and hit the water fingers first in a perfect dive. I swam under water close to where the boys had gathered and broke the surface to cheers and whistles. "I got Harris," Jaren announced and got some boos and "no fair" because I was bigger than everyone there, although one boy looked taller than the rest of them. Jaren said we could play plenty of games and other boys could ride me. We mounted up, boys clamoring on other boys shoulders. "Easy on my nuts Caleb," a dark haired boy said as he was quickly raised up by his horse. "You don't have any nuts Frankie," another boy laughed as he held to the legs of his rider and stood up. I squatted down so Jaren could climb on then stood. "You guys should have to go deeper to make it even," a boy named Davey said as he and his horse moved into position. "It won't matter cuz we're still gonna cream you guys," Jaren said above me. "You don't even make cream yet ya pussy," another boy said and still another one added, "I bet his horse does." "No kidding," another boy said. I was a little surprised at the level of banter among them. I didn't remember knowing anything about cum at their age. In moments the battle was on. Needless to say Jaren and I all but swept the field, our only serious competitor the taller boy that I'd mentioned earlier but even he ended up going down. In the scramble to get back to the surface and in the game my body got touched more than once, not necessarily on my dick but my legs, back or even to push away to get to the surface. There was however at least one grope of my dick but because at least 3 boys were underwater at the time I didn't know who it was. As boys remounted the bantering continued. "Fuck, your dick is poking me in the head Digger," the tall kid said of the boy on his shoulders. "You like it Evan so stop bitchin," the blonde haired boy retorted. "Jeez, Barry's got a boner already," the kid named Davey said and I assumed that he was referring to his rider. "Barry's always got a boner; it's why we call him BB," a red headed kid said as he rose from the water atop his boy horse. We went at it again but this time by some unspoken agreement the other 3 teams attacked me and the whole bunch of us ended up going down and in that fall someone placed their hand across my cock and actually squeezed it and someone else felt my butt. I tried to look around but there were so many bodies moving in sorts of directions and with all the bubbles and stuff I still had no idea who was messing with me. I wasn't all that bothered by it though. I'd played grab ass with my friends before, it was all part of boy play, of seeing who was stronger and sometimes just plain copping a feel. Didn't mean anything. I heard someone say to change partners as my head cleared the surface and indeed boys were claiming horses and everyone wanted me. I ended up with Barry and as soon as he got settled I could feel his hard dick against the back of my head. I sort of turned my head to look up at him. "Yeah, I know, I can't help it though," he said as he pressed into me. Jaren horsed another kid and the red headed boy climbed on Evan, the tallest of the boys. We went at it again and went down again. I went over backwards with the team in front of me going over with me. This time it felt like a face was in my crotch and indeed there was; it the kid named digger. "Sorry," he said as soon as we cleared the surface but given the smile on the kids face' I wasn't so sure that he meant it; again, not that it mattered much. Someone else commented about having their dick felt up but nobody was copping to it. We continued to play, changing out partners every 2-3 rounds. I was the horse for every one of them except Evan who, because of his height, was needed as a horse. While I didn't try to grope any of the boys they continued to grope me and each other every time someone went down. I knew about them groping each other based on comments once we had resurfaced. The horse and rider game finally slowed and boys started doing other things like diving, shooting hoops at one side of the pool and taking Jaren's swim suit off and tossing it up onto the lawn. I was sitting in an arm chair in what was left of the shade as the sun was headed down. His trunks landed ten feet from me. The boy didn't hesitate in the least but strode up the steps and walked over to pick it up, his 12 year old cock swaying as he walked. I'd seen Jaren naked often enough when he was younger but it had been at least a year. He seemed to be growing nicely and for a newly minted 12 year old was a decent size; I'd like to have seen it hardened up. "Heeey, looking good Jaren," a new voice popped up. I turned my head to see the cutest fucking boy I'd ever seen in my entire life stepping through the doorway to come outside. He looked to be 11-12 maybe 5' 3" or 4". His hair was flaxen, about as blonde as it could get without being called white. It a little long, down over his brows and almost in his eyes, just below his ears and turning up at the collar of his polo shirt. It had some slight wave to it which gave him a bit of an unkempt look which was perfect for him. As he stepped back into his swim suit Jaren said, "Hey Wyatt. It's about time you got here." Wyatt said that he had some family things that he had to do. I assessed him as he got closer and with each step it felt like my heart pounded a little faster. I said before, I wasn't into boys. Sure, like every other boy, I looked, especially in the showers, but the reason wasn't out of desire. It was just seeing how I measured up to other boys. Sure, I could admit to myself if another boy was cute but my best friend Jamie was the only person I would ever say it out loud to. This boy was slender, had a lime green fuzzy sweatband band about 2½ inches wide on his right wrist and the way he walked let everybody around him know that he knew what he had, how beautiful he was, but the look didn't seem to be arrogance, just supreme confidence. "You must be Harris," he said as he approached me and extended his hand, "I'm Wyatt." I took his hand, his grip soft and gentle but without seeming like he was a pussy. His voice was still high pitched and had an almost melodic sound to me. "Hey," I said, my voice sounding sort of squeaky to my ears. Wyatt dropped into a chair along side but facing me. "It's pretty cool that you're babysitting us. I hate that word but that's what it is." I mumbled some sort of answer while trying not to stare at him. Wyatt had the most startling blue eyes that I'd ever seen. His nose was one of those button types and had a very slight smattering of freckles on each side close to his cheeks. His teeth were crystal white and straight, his lips seemed perfectly formed and he had a way of smiling that just made my heart melt. Overall his face was rounded, the angles softened and not hard edges. Like his hair, his skin tone was pale but didn't seem washed out like many blondes. I'll say it again, I had never been into boys but I was willing to make a huge exception for this kid. "Yeah, well, Jaren's parents are paying me pretty good for it." "It probably isn't enough," he said with a grin, then added, "maybe some of us will make it up to you." I wasn't quite sure what he meant and before he could read the question in my expression a couple of the boys called out to him. "Come on Wyatt, come swim with us." "I didn't bring a suit," the boy responded. "So, swim in your undies," Jaren said. "Or swim naked," BB added with a leer. "I don't think Harris would like me to swim naked," the adorable young thing said, casting a sideways glance at me. I couldn't remember ever having had a desire to see another boy naked. Interest yes, desire, no, but this kid I wanted to see without any clothes on, in all of his glory. "I be he would," Digger said, then added, "Come on Wyatt." The boy stood up and kicked off his shoes then peeled his socks off one at a time. A couple of boys started whooping and hollering and I wondered what the neighbors thought about all the commotion but they quieted down and went back to swimming and goofing around. Wyatt unsnapped his jeans then slid them down and pulled them off a leg at a time then turned toward me and draped them over the arm of the chair he'd been sitting in. He pulled his shirt up, slowly pulling it up over his head, and I all but stared at his body. He had an amazing body for a boy his age, unlike the rest of the troop of boys who, while mostly slender, still had the softness of young boys. Also Wyatt was wearing that kind of underwear that doesn't have a fly hole in them and they seemed to fit him like a glove. I was surprised at the bulge he made, wondered what he had under there. He got the shirt off and as he draped it over his jeans he smiled at me then scratched his belly and took his time turning around to face the pool. Maybe I just saw it in slow motion, I dunno. Not surprisingly Wyatt had a butt that was to die for and those blue and white diagonally stripped underwear highlighted it beautifully. As he walked slowly toward the pool I discovered that my dick was about half way hard. I reached down and was adjusting myself when he looked back over his shoulder at me and smiled again. He couldn't help but see what I was doing and then he was gone, diving in then surfacing among three of the boys. I sat and pondered what had just happened. The last time I'd felt that way it was about Sherrie Morton, a new girl at school. She was cute as the dickens, had nice little titties, long blonde hair and a hot ass. I knew more than one boy besides myself that squeezed the weasel thinking about her in the darkness of their bedrooms. I was feeling that same way again but this time it was for a boy. What the fuck was going on? I watched Wyatt get out of the pool, his underwear sagging from the weight of the water. He looked straight at me as he squatted and squeezed the excess liquid out then walked toward the diving board, about 2 inches of his butt crack showing. He got up on the board, stood back, stretched, then leapt into a backward summersault with a twist and fucking nailed it. I was shocked. As his head broke the surface of the pool I was on my feet whistling and clapping. A few of the boys who had seen the dive were clapping as well and those that hadn't were looking around wondering what they'd missed. Wyatt surfaced amidst the boys again and those who had seen his dive clapped him on the back. He looked toward me and I have him 2 thumbs up. He gave me an award winning grin. He started toward the edge of the pool and I went to meet him and as he started to climb out I reached down to offer him a hand. He looked up then put his hand out for me and all but stared at the front of my Speedo. I hefted him up and out of the water and he all but fell against me, forcing me to wrap my arms around him. "You're a big boy Harris," he said in a soft voice that only I was able to hear. I let go and stepped back. "Where'd you learn to dive like that?" "I was born in a pool," he said. "No, really, that was awesome, how did you learn dive?" "Seriously, I was born in a swimming pool," he said. "I've been swimming all my life. I learned to swim before I could walk. I've been diving since I was 2." Wyatt squeezed at his front, getting the water out, as he explained that his parents were pretty much hippies and into all kinds of weird shit including water births. His mother had given birth in a swimming pool that belonged to friends of hers. They had filmed it and he'd seen the movie when he was little but not since he was 6 or 7. "I'm not really interested in seeing my mother naked, ya know what I mean?" I did know exactly what he meant. The idea of seeing my parents without clothes on was embarrassing as well as a little nauseating. Wyatt said that he'd seen me dive a couple of times and asked if I'd dive then, for him. I didn't see any reason not too so went to the board. I took my time then launched into the same dive that he'd performed but I didn't think it was quite as good as the younger boy. When I surfaced he was getting on the board and at the tip turned around and did a back dive, touching his toes then slicing into the water. We took turns at the diving board for about 20 minutes, a friendly competition that left us pretty evenly matched. I had the body weight and strength to get height but Wyatt was ahead of me in technicality, at least in my opinion. Either way we both earned lots of handclapping and compliments. Finally Jaren said that everybody was getting kind of hungry again and they were ready to quit for the day. I was okay with that. What happened next pretty much took me by surprise. "We can shower out here you guys," Jaren announced to boy pack then walked over to the outdoor shower and proceeded to yank his swim suit off. The shower was similar to the ones at the beach; a pole with 3 sets of faucets and shower heads. Jaren stood to one side and turned his set on while the rest of the boys began to shuck their bathing suits. In less than a minute I had 7 naked boys queuing up to get rinsed off and none of them seemed to mind in the least. The only one not naked was Wyatt who was still standing next to me. "Can you grab some towels for Harris," Jaren called out. "You know where they're at." I trotted to the house and went in through the mud room and grabbed a stack of towels that were pretty much ratty old things that were specifically for the beach and the pool. I carried them out to the table and watched as the boys took turns cleaning off the chlorine, rinsing their swim suits and carrying on with the deprecating humor. "Oh man your balls are shrinked to nothing." "At least I got some balls." "Yeah but no dick." "Evan's got hairs growing on his dick." That seemed to cause every one to steal a look at him. "BB's getting a boner." "Damn Jaren are you gonna let BB suck that thing." That last one caught my attention and I saw Jaren shush the kid as he cast a sideways glance at me. One by one the boys came over and got a towel and began drying off, all of them taking plenty of time with their hairless little dicks and wrinkled ball sacs. It was hard to tell who was the biggest at that point because everyone was shriveled. I didn't pay them much mind. I'd seen plenty of boys naked at the swimming pool and in gym class and of course I'd heard all the stinging comments. It did appear that Barry was getting boned up but it didn't seem to bother him that anybody saw it. I did notice Evan however as he came to get a towel and like someone had commented the tall boy did indeed have a slight smattering of black hairs at the base of his shriveled cock. He seemed a little self conscious about it so I turned my head. "Are you gonna shower Harris," Barry asked as he dried himself off, twisting around to do his little butt hole and all but pointing his hard little cock at me. "Yeah, after you guys are done." "What's the matter; don't want us to see your big cock." I felt myself blush. Plenty of young boys had seen my dick and many of them had stared but that was in public, this was in private. "Yeah, come on Harris," Frankie said, "It's just us guys, nothing we haven't seen before." "I don't want to scare you little twerps." It was a good thing I was standing right at the edge of the concrete because when I went down it was onto the grass. Three of them hit me at once and within seconds the rest of them, Wyatt excluded, were on me. "Pants him BB," I heard someone yell. I was a pretty strong boy but 7 on one was too much and they caught me off guard. I probably could have managed some of them but I didn't want to hurt them either. Besides, it was all in fun. So, they managed to get my Speedo down. "Goddamn will ya look at that thing," I heard someone say. "Fuck he's bigger than my 18 year old brother," another one said, I think it was Evan. "It must be huge when it's hard." "Make him hard, I wanna see it." "Fuck look at his balls; they're huge too." "Bet they make a ton of cream stuff." "It's called sperm you moron." Then someone cupped my nuts while my Speedo was pulled all the way off. "Fuck his balls are smooth as a baby's ass. Do you shave em Harris?" "Shit I'd never shave my nuts, I want hairs." I felt myself start to get hard, despite my best efforts. I mean what the fuck, somebody starts playing with your stuff I don't care who you are, you're gonna catch a boner. Needless to say it wasn't lost on any of my antagonists. Barry grabbed hold of my dick and started squeezing it then stroking it which sped the process up. "You better get out of the way before that thing bites you," Jaren said, then added, "Come on you guys let him up." "You gonna hit us if we let you go Harris?" Digger asked. I shook my head. I sort of wanted to but the fact was I'd been involved in a couple of pantsings on other boys, it was all in fun. I didn't like the idea of sporting my hard on in front of a bunch of preteen boys but it was too late for that. They all sort of backed away at once but stood around, watching to see what I'd do. My dick was more than half way and reaching toward my belly button. I looked around and saw that most of the boys were hard too and when I glanced at Wyatt it was clear that he'd gotten some excitement out of it along with everybody else. "How big is it Harris?" I heard a voice ask. I was a gifted boy and I'd discovered that during my first shower in 7th grade gym class. I had a handful of black kids in my 10th grade gym class and they sure didn't tease me like they did some of the other white boys. I stood up and my cock wagged in front of me and of course every set of eyes there was focused on it. "It's over 8 inches if you must know," I told them with just a enough attitude to tell them it was none of their business while secretly I was proud; both of my dick and the fact that the little boys were in awe. I think any boy with a good sized dick would be. Of course there was mumbling among them. "Will you beat off for us Harris?" Of course it was BB that asked the question. I gave him a look that said it was a stupid question. "Well he's not gonna do it right here in the back yard ya know," Evan said. "Well I'm hungry," Jaren said loudly, "I'm gonna eat." And with that he headed toward the house. I heard Frankie ask, "What's beat off mean?' "Christ you are such a dweeb Frankie," the red headed kid said as they walked away. I shook my head and walked toward the shower. "Do you mind if I join you Harris?" I turned, already knowing that it was Wyatt who'd asked the question. "Naw." I got the water going and got under it and turned around as Wyatt was turning on another set. I watched him slip his underwear down then kick them onto the grass and I was more than surprised at what I saw. Not only was the kid hung better than any of the other boys, it looked like there were some sprouts of hair at the base of his cock. Oh, did I mention that he was about a third of the way hard too? Wyatt saw me looking at him and gave me that incredibly cute smile of his. "What can I say, it was kinda sexy like." I reached down and scratched my balls and worked at willing my cock to go down. I mean, it had started to return to normal until I saw Wyatt in all his naked glory. Now I knew what he looked like and it only complimented an already awesome body. And now I was getting boned up looking at him. I wondered what the fuck was my problem, not that it was a serious problem. "So, are you gonna jack off for the little boys," Wyatt asked as he reached behind himself and pulled a cheek open to soak his hole. I wondered what that question was all about. "I dunno. Do you want me too?" He shrugged his shoulders and smiled. "I wouldn't look away." I gave that some thought and the image in my brain of that beautiful young boy stroking his hard mean along me didn't help my erecting dick at all. "Maybe I will. If you will." I'd jacked off before with Jamie and it had been pretty exciting. We didn't ever do anything else, like sucking each other or anything, but it was fun watching him love himself and having him watch me. Maybe it was knowing that another boy was feeling the same hotness feelings that I was. I dunno, but the first time I did it with Jamie I squirted my sperm clear up onto my chest. I thought that jacking off with Wyatt would be an incredible experience and I wasn't sure why. "That sounds like a challenge," Wyatt said, with a slight bit of teasing in his voice. I shrugged my shoulders and turned away, a smile on my face and in my heart.