Date: Sat, 14 May 2022 16:25:28 -0700 (PDT) From: jonjonleprechaun@comcast.net Subject: Jimmy and the XYZ boys 11 This is the eleventh chapter in the series about a group of boys and their budding sexual perversions, primarily starring Jimmy. Some episodes are short, and all of them are connected to the ones before. There will be sexual activity, but that won't always be the primary focus. All of this is fictional, though a lot is based on my actions and thoughts as a young gay boy. If you like what you've read, please send me fan mail at jonjonleprechaun@comcast.net. Also, you can read my other stories posted on Nifty in the Gay sections Adult-Youth and Young Friends: Billie's Tightie Whities, My Summer Surgery and Marcus, 14 y/o freeballer, Heat Wave Boys, Sixth Grade Josh, and What Happened When Miguel Wet His Pants. To contribute to the continuing operations of the Nifty Erotic Stories Archive website using a credit card or other methods of donation, we encourage our supporters to donate to the Nifty Archive Alliance. -Jon The XYZ boys-The day of adventures continues Jimmy opened his eyes, and looked around. He had fallen asleep there in the grass by the side of the lake; his two best friends were lying on either side of him, also asleep. He reached over to both sides, and began to shake them awake. "Come on guys, wake up, I got more stuff for us to do." When they finally awoke and got up, and started putting their clothes back on, Jimmy patted his briefs all over. "The sun dried them off, they're not peewet anymore!" he said. "Yeah, but I can still SMELL the pee!" George teased his friend good-naturedly. Jimmy gave a growl and pounced on his smaller friend, wrestling him to the ground. After pinning him, he grinded his briefs-clad hips against his friend's shorts. "Then I'll rub the smell off onto YOU!" George let out a shriek, and the two boys wrestled around in the grass. Robbie hovered, and then pounced into the melee. After a while the three sat back, breathless. Jimmy stood up, pulled the blanket out from under his friends, and stuffed it back in his backpack. After putting his clothes back on, they got back on their bikes and rode off. Once again, when they reached the road, Jimmy led them away from the direction they had come from. George and Robbie wondered what was up for them next. The boys biked around for about ten minutes. When they reached a divided highway through town they followed a sidewalk for a bit, until Jimmy turned off behind some large bushes. He dismounted and pulled his bike into the middle of them. The other two hesitated a minute, exchanging glances, and then followed him in. Jimmy's bike was laying on the ground, and the boy was crouched at the edge of the bushes right along the road. They got off their bikes and knelt beside him. "We're gonna run across to those trees in the middle, then across to the bushes on the other side of the highway." Jimmy pointed to show them. "That's it? Just run across the road?" George sounded surprised. This was too easy. Jimmy's ideas were never this boring. He saw Jimmy turn and smile at them. "No, that's not all. We won't be dressed when we run across." Jimmy pulled off his t-shirt, unbuttoned his shorts, and dropped them to the ground. Then he put his hands on the waistband of his briefs. "Naked? We're gonna run across the road NAKED?? But people will SEE us, what if someone recognizes us?" "No chance." Jimmy slid his briefs down and off, then stood up with them still in his hands. "We're gonna wear masks." "What masks? We don't HAVE any masks with us!" George remarked; both he and Robbie looked at Jimmy quizzically. "Yeah we do. THESE!" Jimmy slid the briefs over his head, with his eyes peeking out through a leg opening but the rest of his face covered up. "This way we can see, but no one else can see enough of our faces to recognize us." "EW, I don't wanna put my peed-in undies over my face, they'll stink!" Despite his protests, Robbie had stood up and begun to strip, as did George. Soon all three were naked (except for their shoes), though only Jimmy had his briefs over his face. "It's not that bad," he said, and took a loud deep breath as evidence. "Besides, you've both had my wet undies on top of your face when they were still wet!" They all laughed at the memory, and then George and Robbie each pulled his briefs on his head. They fake heaved, but Jimmy was right, the smell wasn`t that bad. Once they were all crouched down by the edge of the bushes, Jimmy reached out and pulled back some branches enough for them to slip through. "Ok, on three. One, two... THREE!" He sprang through and stood on the sidewalk, looking down the road at the few oncoming cars (which all honked as they passed), the other two standing beside and slightly behind him. After a few seconds, there was as sizeable gap in traffic. "GO!" Jimmy trotted across the road, spinning and waving at the next group of cars, while his friends sprinted as fast as they could and leaped into the shrubs in the median. Jimmy joined them, and the three stood there (the smaller plants barely covering their midsections, especially the taller Jimmy) looking down this side of the road. It was a lot busier than what they had just cut across, and they couldn't see a sizeable gap big enough for them to get through. "We'll hafta go one at a time this time," Jimmy said. "I'll go first." And suddenly he took off, running between two fast-moving cars (the back one honking long and loud, with a brief squeal of brakes). He stood on the sidewalk, looking at them and waving them across. "Just make a run for it!" George and Robbie just stood there, looking fearfully at the stream of cars. After a few minutes, there was finally a gap. George grabbed Robbie's hand. "Come on, we'll go together!" And he pulled his friend behind him, the two of them sprinting to join Jimmy. They stood there breathless, cars continuing to honk at the naked trio as they passed. "Now what? Our clothes are back there!" Robbie pointed where they had come from, not relishing another mad dash through traffic. Neither, apparently, did George. "I don't wanna run through cars again like that, but what else can we do?" Jimmy gave them another of his patented smiles. "We go this way." Jimmy started walking down the sidewalk, towards an intersection a short distance away, George and Robbie right behind him (still holding each other's hand). Drivers continued beeping at them, along with some catcalls and whistles. That continued as the three boys stood at the corner, waiting for the light to change. When it did, George and Robbie ran across and took cover behind some trees, while Jimmy slowly sauntered across (sometimes shaking his ass at cars). "Can we PLEASE hurry back and put our clothes back on???" Robbie begged. Without waiting for Jimmy to respond, George pulled his smaller friend along as he ran through the bushes lining the road. Jimmy just chuckled, and walked back slowly on the sidewalk (ignoring the continued responses to his nudity). When he joined the other two they had already redressed fully, but he just stood there at first. "Aren't you gonna put your clothes back on so we can go?" George said, as he and Robbie perched on their bikes at the back edge of the clearing. Finally the bigger boy pulled his shorts on but stuffed his shirt and briefs in his bag, and then got on his bike. George and Robbie were pleased when Jimmy led them back the way they had come: through the town, down the river path to the turnoff to their neighborhood, and down the familiar streets towards his house. They dumped their bikes on his front lawn and went inside, stopping in the kitchen to grab sodas before collapsing on the floor of the playroom. It had been a long and adventurous day, especially for George and Robbie. But it wasn't over yet. "Guys, call your parents and ask them if you can sleep over tonight!"