Max’s Awakening #34

by craigpnifty@protonmail.com and J

Author’s Notes:

We pick up where we left off – Max and Noah are still at Cam’s spending the night.  Earlier in the evening, Max and Cam thanked Noah for helping get them back together by giving him a nice sloppy BJ.  Cam even introduced Noah to the pleasures of being rimmed and fingered.  Unfortunately, Cam and Max’s subsequent activities were halted prematurely when Cam’s dad and Craig came out until the deck. 

The boys just wrapped up playing video games with Jamie and Seb and headed to the basement to settle in and watch a movie…

 

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Chapter 34

Craig and Bob were putting the cover back over the pool table when the three of us entered the basement.  “Good evening, gentlemen,” Bob greeted us with a gracious smile.  “What’s on your agenda?”

“We thought we’d make up our beds and watch some TV,” Cam answered, speaking for us.

“This early?” Craig asked, sounding perplexed and checking his watch.  “It’s not even 9 yet.”

“I’m sure we’ll stay up for a while,” Cam replied.  “But not too late.  We know we have to be ready to work in the morning.”  I still don’t know how Cam does it - speaking to adults so effortlessly, always saying what they want to hear, but not sounding like (or actually being) a phony suck-up while he does it.

“Well, don’t get up too early,” Craig interjected.  “I have every intention of sleeping in.  Especially if Bob and I break into his expensive scotch.  With four of us, we’ll knock out that project in no time.”

Bob approached Cam and gave him a hug, ruffling his hair.  “We’ll head upstairs and leave you be.  I trust you and your friends will get enough sleep.  If you decide to go back out to the hot tub, don’t forget to shower.”

“Thanks Dad,” Cam replied, leaning into his father’s chest.  “We will.”

“I’m so glad to see you and your friends together.  It pleases me that ALL of you are so happy again,” Bob answered, hugging Cam even tighter.  “I love you.”  Bob planted a kiss on Cam’s blonde mop.

“I love you too, Daddy,” Cam answered before kissing his father on the cheek.  “Goodnight.”

Watching Cam and his dad be so affectionate left me with a weird feeling.  Knowing my father and I had never been close, and never would, bothered me.  It was like they were the model for how things were supposed to be, while what I had was some pathetic joke.  It made me sad. 

Craig must have sensed something, because he stopped and gave me a quick hug.  “Bob’s right,” he said, speaking to all of us.  “Seeing you all together gives me warm fuzzies,” he said.  “I’ll see you in the morning.  Behave yourselves,” he said sternly, though I swear he added an odd smirk.  What did that mean?  Was he instructing me to truly behave or was he just saying that for appearance?  Maybe I imagined the ‘look’?  I was confused.

***

Cam grabbed blankets and pillows as we settled into our spots.  Cam and I shared a cushion, our feet and legs touching.  Noah was on the opposite couch, flipping through the Roku.  “Your dad is amazing,” I told Cam. 

“Yeah, thank God.  With my mom being a headcase, I need him to be chill.”  Cam had a point; his relationship with Jeanine was more like mine with my dad - although their dynamic was more strained than totally fucked up.  Still, it felt like I was missing out.  There was no denying:  I was jealous.

“I’m glad both my ‘rents are cool,” Noah said.  “As long as you don’t piss them off too badly.”

“Your parents are awesome,” I said to Noah, realizing yet again another kid had a better parental package.  “Unless you flame up a grilled cheese and almost burn the house down,” I added sarcastically. 

That earned me a pillow upside the head.  “Don’t remind me,” Noah retorted.  “My ass hurts just thinking about that,” he added, rubbing his backside.  “I’ve never been spanked so hard.  Thankfully, I haven't at all since.”

“When was this?  What happened?” Cam asked.  Since Noah and I never talked about it, it made sense Cam would have no idea about The Incident. 

“You tell it,” Noah replied, cringing.  “Too soon.”  Noah’s reaction seemed a little dramatic.  It has been years, but I guess certain traumatic memories can scar your psyche. 

I told Cam the story about Noah forgetting about the grilled cheese he wasn’t allowed to make and starting a fire on the stove, and how his dad lost it on him, ripping down his pants right in front of me and wailing on his 10-year-old butt. 

“Wow,” Cam said.  “Sounds like you deserved it, though.  They did tell you to just make popcorn, right?”  Cam suddenly sounded like a grownup.  Is that how he manages to talk to them so easily?  “Daddy told me he was gonna whoop me for how I treated Max, but Craig talked him out of it.  I know I owe him, because Dad doesn’t hold back.  If he thinks you earned it, your ass is going to know - and show - it.  He’s really only spanked me a few times, but the last time I got the belt back in Texas a couple years ago, I could barely sit.”

“Sounds like you got lucky this time,” Noah commented.

“Yeah,” Cam answered with a sigh.  “But it hurt almost as much to know I disappointed him so badly.  I guess that’s part of growing up.”

Noah nodded.  “Knowing they’re disappointed is the worst,” he offered, turning to me.  “When was the last time you were spanked?  I don’t even remember you mentioning it since we were little.”

I blushed.  Both of them haven’t been spanked in years and Craig lit me up earlier this week.  But, no more secrets.  “Uh…Tuesday,” I answered sheepishly.

“What?!  Your mom spanked you?!” Noah asked incredulously.  “I knew your dad did some when you were little, but Stacy?  Did she find out you were using her dildo or something?”  

“Really?” Cam asked, astonished.  “You were using your mom’s toy?  What the…” 

“No, it wasn’t her,” I quickly answered.  “And she doesn’t know about the dildo, or the spanking, and I want to keep it that way, please.”

“Wait, what?  I’m confused,” Noah intoned.

“Then who was it?” Cam demanded.

Ugh.  This was so awkward, but I knew I needed to rip off the Band-Aid. 

“Craig,” I whispered before burying my face in the pillow.

“We can’t hear you,” Noah pressed.

I took a deep breath.  “Craig spanked me a few days ago, okay?  It wasn’t exactly my finest moment.  It was totally humiliating,” I answered.

“Craig?  No fucking way!” Noah almost yelled.  “How could you possibly piss Craig off enough to have him paddle you?”

Cam looked at me, stupefied. 

“He didn’t use a paddle, just his bare hand, but that was enough.  I don’t remember it ever hurting so bad before, but I definitely deserved it,” I began.  I explained how disrespectful I was to mom all weekend, even using her dildo out of spite, and topped it off with an incredibly rude comment at school.  I told them how Mr. Tim and I talked and he had me feeling guilty, but Craig picked me from school and really drove the point home.  I also mentioned how argumentative and rude I was to Craig when he lectured me. 

“Jesus fucking Christ, Max,” Noah commented.  “I didn’t know you could be like that.”

“Yeah, well, I’m not proud of it,” I replied, my eyes filling.  “I know it isn’t an excuse, but I wasn’t myself.”  Jesus, I had no idea letting down Noah and Cam would make me feel this shitty.

“Young man,” Cam added, imitating a deep, dad voice.  “It’s a good thing Mr. Peters disciplined you properly, because if he hadn’t, I would.”  He paused.  I wasn’t sure if he was being serious or not, but I giggled at the thought of Cam bending me over his knee.  He transitioned back to his normal, high-pitched, sincere voice.  “Your mom is so nice, and she’s an adult.  You can’t be like that to her.”

“I know, I get it now.  I felt bad I made her sad, and even worse when I realized I made Craig angry, too.  It was awful.”

Cam and Noah didn’t immediately respond.  “Is that what it’s like?” I continued.  “To have a dad who actually cares about you?”

“Huh?” Noah and Cam asked at the same time.

“I mean, to hate yourself for letting him down.  Like you never want to upset him again.  I never felt that way around my dad, but now…with Craig, it’s like knowing I disappointed him is one of the worst feelings I’ve ever had.”

We sat in silence for several seconds.  I’m not sure either were expecting such a heavy question.

“Totally,” Cam finally asserted.  “It isn’t quite the same with Mom, but Daddy can give me a look and I immediately break down in tears.”

Noah nodded.  “Craig has been more like your dad the last few months than Rick ever was,” Noah stated, sitting up.  He was right.  “He’s great, and you’re lucky he cares enough to correct you when you’re being bad, even if it sucks and hurts at the time.”

I could have sworn we all simultaneously rubbed our butts in communal commiseration.

“Yeah.  I promised I would never give him reason to spank me again.  Plus, I didn’t like acting so nasty.”

“I don’t blame him, based on how you treated your mother and then him,” Cam explained.  At least he wasn’t upset with Craig. 

“Yeah.  I could tell he felt bad after, but we had a snuggle sesh to make up.  Then I made Mom dinner to apologize for my behavior.”

“Sounds like you made things right,” Cam said.  “Daddy always says everyone makes mistakes, it’s what you do when you realize it that defines your character.”  He crawled across the couch and gave me a hug.  “Just don’t do it again or I will punish you myself, Maxwell Alexander.”

I wasn’t sure whether to laugh, cower, or be aroused, so I squeezed back.  “Oh yeah?  Is that a promise?” I asked. 

“You do like when I touch you there,” he answered, his hand caressing my butt before another pillow was launched from Noah’s direction to break us apart.

“C’mon guys, aren’t we going to watch a movie or something?” he pleaded.

“Sorry Noah, but we ARE a little horny here,” I explained.  “We haven’t been together in forever; we didn’t get off in the hot tub… and we’ve had to go to school all week.  We didn’t get to stay home and jerk it online with random ‘girls’ all day.”

“Hey!  I didn’t do it ALL day.” 

“Mr. Reid!” Cam said sternly, his Dad Voice returned.  “I thought you promised to quit camming.  I swear, you’re going to end up all over the Internet.”

I was surprised.  I knew Noah cammed some, but he was just as grounded as me all week.  We even planned to use landlines to have jerk contests, so how did he manage a chat room?  “Wait, your parents let you have access to a computer this week?” 

 “I had to have my laptop to do homework.  Noah answered.  “Plus, I’m being careful.  I don’t really show my face…usually,” 

“‘Usually’?” Cam resumed his interrogation, adding a heavy sigh.

“Hey, it’s no big deal.  My ‘rents new filter blocks porn sites but somehow Omegle still works,” Noah explained.  “It wasn’t like either of you were around to help.  Besides, you can’t tell me you guys haven’t been doing something to get off the past month.”

I felt a pit in my stomach.  Noah was right.  Since Cam and I broke up, I had fucked Spencer, FaceTimed with Josh, and been basically raped by Chad after playing around with Grindr.  I was in no position to judge or criticize.

“Fair enough,” Cam said, raising his hand.  “I’ll come clean.  We said no more secrets, right?”  The last line directed to me.  “I have this friend in Texas, Briggs…”

I was surprised by his subsequent admission.  Briggs was a buddy from his gymnastics team in Katy, who Cam came out to via Snap.  One thing led to another, and Briggs admitted he was questioning his own sexuality and always thought Cam was cute.  An hour later, they were FaceTiming and jacking off together.  

“What?”  Noah asked.  “You’re on my ass about camming and you’re jerking with...Biggs?”

“Briggs…with an r.  But it’s totally different.  I’ve known him for years and can trust him, and what we did was just us, contained to a phone call.  Not live streaming with random Internet pervs who bait and can record you.”

Noah was quiet.  He knew Cam had a point.  “Anyway,” Cam continued.  “Briggs and I jacked off a couple times.  I was so horny and lonely.  Sorry,” he added, almost whispering to me.

It struck me as funny he even thought I would be bothered.  Cam masturbating with Briggs was nothing.  He knew about Craig and I and was still apologizing.  What will he think when I tell him about Chad?  “It’s fine, but thanks for telling me.  I’m glad you had fun with Briggs.  I’m not mad at all.”

Cam smiled.  “Thanks.”  He seemed genuinely relieved.  Why would he have felt guilt or anxiety? 

“Just one question,” I replied.  “Is he cuter than me?”  I was trying to lighten the mood, which had become heavy. 

Cam pushed his foot into my tummy.  “Not even close.”  We both laughed.

“What about you, Max?”  Noah asked.  “Were you watching porn while you made passionate love to Mommy’s vibrator?”

“No,” I answered defiantly.  “I don’t really like porn.  And besides, Mom was pissed and confiscated all my electronics, so I couldn’t have even if I wanted to.”

“So, you haven’t done anything with anyone else the past few weeks?”  Cam asked. 

This was uncomfortable.  “I didn’t say that…”

“Okay, so no secrets, right?” Cam said expectantly.

“Right,” I answered, taking a deep breath.  I talked for several minutes, first about Joshua and how I taught him how to masturbate in Mexico, find his prostate, and our mutual jerk sessions on FaceTime.  I told Cam about Josh right after our first lesson, but Noah knew nothing about him.  Cam seemed intrigued by my ongoing ‘mentoring’.  Noah seemed uncertain.  I could tell he thought it was strange.

“He sounds a lot like Seb,” Noah commented.

“True,” I agreed.  “They are alike, at least in some ways.  They’re both small, introverted, stereotypically nerdy, and easy marks for bullying.”  Seb and Josh had somewhat similar personalities, although their interests varied.  There was no way Josh was as boisterous or confident as Seb just demonstrated while playing COD. 

“I think Josh is always shy and awkward though.  I can’t see him yelling ‘take that bitches’ while gaming.  Seb has better social skills and is way less sheltered, and besides digging math and computers, he isn’t that geeky.  Josh is full-nerd, but super nice,” I added.

“I still haven’t figured out Seb,” Cam answered.  “He was always so quiet at Widmer.  It’s like he has a whole other personality when he’s gaming.  It’s weird.  It’s like old Spencer versus new Spencer.”

I nodded.  I knew exactly what Cam meant.  Spencer hardly said a word to the older guys on the team - until the sleepover last spring.  Once he knew we accepted him, and were gay too, you can hardly get him to shut up.  That being said, I don’t think he changed, he was just finally allowing us to see his true self for the first time. 

“Spence is different.  I think he’s always been a bit of a spazz.  He just hid it around us until he realized we liked him and wouldn’t tease him.  It’s not that he had two sides, he just kept his personality under wraps.”

“Right, and now we know he’s the horniest 12-year-old in Minnesota,” Cam joked.

I laughed.  “Speaking of,” I said.  “Spencer spent the night while we’re split up.  And...”

“And what?” Noah asked.

“And you fucked him, right?”  Cam answered for me.  “Once or twice?”  

“Just once.  Although he wanted it again the next morning.”

“Damn,” Noah sighed.  “I still can’t believe him.  He’s so young and still little.  When we were his age, we were still having Nerf wars and playing with Legos and stuff.”

“He’s so hungry for cock,” Cam explained.  “He begged to come spend the night with me too, when I saw him at the gym.  Subtlety isn’t his way, so I knew exactly what he wanted.  But, there just wasn’t a good time to have him over.”

“Would you have?” I asked. 

“Have fucked him again?”  Cam asked.  I nodded.  “Well, hell yeah, he’s cute and his ass is so tight, plus I was lonely and in need myself,” Cam added, but I couldn’t decide if he was telling the truth.  I wondered if he was just saying that so I wouldn’t feel guilty. 

“Jesus.  What a little ho,” Noah said.  “Barely in middle school and he loves it that much?  Is he going to be the dude version of Megan Healy?”

“Who?”  Cam asked.

“This skanky chick in our grade,” Noah explained.  “Rumor was she got pregnant last year and gave a couple guys STDs.  Total slut, supposedly.”

“We don’t really know if any of that is true,” I chimed in.  “I hope he doesn’t get that rep.  At least we don’t have to worry about him getting pregnant, as much fun as he might have trying.  He really does love the D.  He was even eager for it in elementary school,” I relayed.  “He’ll be on a mission if he ever finds out about your thick dick.  When we were in ISS, he actually told Ashley she was really lucky because he thinks you’re hot.”

Noah blushed but also smiled.  I mean, it was a compliment, and Noah has been insecure about his appearance.  “Ha, right!”  Noah replied.  “He can hope, but that’s never happening.”

“I know, just saying, he loves getting fucked and I doubt a guy being straight would deter him from trying,” I answered.

Noah just shook his head, but Cam had a grin that told me he was both enjoying watching Noah squirm at the prospect and agreed Spencer would look at a straight boy as a challenge, not an obstacle. 

“Well, now that we're done confessing our sins, we should find a movie,” Cam suggested.  “I’m owed lots of cuddles.”

I wanted nothing more, but I wasn’t finished.  Not yet.  I still needed to tell Cam about Chad, but didn’t want to share with Noah.  I know at this point that seems dumb, but it was just too embarrassing.  I scooted to Cam.  “There’s one more thing I need to tell you.  Can we go outside for a minute?”  I whispered.

“No,” Cam replied firmly.  I had no idea why he was suddenly being uncooperative.  “There should be zero secrets between the three of us.  We’re the best of best friends who know everything about one another.  Anything you want to tell me you should share with Noah, too.  If it weren’t for him, we’d never have gotten back together and we wouldn’t be having this conversation.  Plus, it can’t be any worse than the things he already knows about, and he hasn’t judged or tattled on you about any of that shit.”

I took a deep breath.  I knew he was right; Noah could already totally destroy me if he wanted.  He knew about Craig and I, me using Mom’s dildo, and a dozen other things.  Still, hooking up with Chad was so damn impulsive and dangerous.  It was way worse than the other things, mainly because it was just so risky and dumb, and also a sign of how weak and lonely I was. 

Like usual, Cam is spot on.  No more secrets.  I realized that not showing trust in Noah now would make me look like a disloyal asshole, and probably hurt his feelings.  Who knows, maybe Noah could help with protecting Brett.

“Okay,” I began before pausing.  “Spencer told me about Grindr.  You know what that is?” I asked.

Cam nodded, but Noah looked confused.

“It’s a dating app - like Tinder, but for gays,” Cam explained to Noah.  “Though it’s usually for people who just want to fuck rather than actually date.”  I wondered how he knew so much, since I didn’t at first.  “Go on,” he added.  His attention was raptly focused on me. 

I stared into the flickering screen as I relayed my experience.  I couldn’t look at either of them, and it was easier to speak to the TV. 

I told them about how I flirted with Chad and never intended to get together, but eventually became more desperate - when both Craig and Cam’s love was absent.  I explained how I foolishly thought Chad might be fatherly, like Craig, before agreeing to meet.  Then I explained how mean and horrible he was, eventually stuffing my underwear in my mouth and roughly forcing his huge cock down my throat and then up my ass, and wildly spanking me.  By the time I explained that he made me lick up my own piss-soaked load from the sheets and the leftover cum off his slimy dick, Noah was starting to look sick to this stomach.

“That’s why I was so moody,” I added after a brief silence. 

When I stopped talking, Noah and Cam were dumbfounded.  Noah spoke first, very solemnly.  “I’m sorry.  That sounds awful.”

“It was,” I replied.  “Sex had never been something bad and I had no idea it could be like that.  But as miserable as it was, there’s one more thing.”

“How is that even possible?” Cam asked sternly, in a half-dad voice. 

I told them about Brett and how Chad wanted me to help him seduce and train his own son, a sixth grader at Olympia.  I even mentioned his comment about needing to use Brett’s butt since he had braces. 

“Holy shit!”  Cam exclaimed.  “You have to tell someone.  That’s totally fucked up.”

“I did,” I answered.  “Craig knows.”

“What did he say?”  Noah asked.

“He was so pissed at Chad.  He tried not to let on, but I could tell he was also disappointed in me.” 

“That makes two of us,” Cam responded.  I could feel the pit in my stomach sinking even further. 

“He says we have to do something, but wasn’t sure what.  He’s supposed to be thinking of some way to make sure Brett doesn’t get his ass shredded by his own pervy dad.”

Cam’s eyes flared.  “I’m sure Dad would help, too.”

Great, that’s just what I wanted, even more people to know about my fuckup.

“Mine too,” Noah offered.  “Although I’m not sure he could handle thinking about you being…treated like that.”

I shuddered but didn’t say anything.  Adam envisioning me being brutally sodomized made me feel ill.

I heard a shuffle and felt an arm being draped around me.  Cam squeezed my shoulder and caressed my opposite hand as he pulled me into an embrace.

“How are you handling everything?  Are you okay?”

I hated it, but couldn’t help myself.  I started crying, burying my head into Cam’s chest.  Noah brought a box of tissues and patted my back.

I was so worried about telling Cam, and never wanted to tell Noah, but they met my shame with genuine love and concern.  And people think eighth graders are pricks.

“I’m okay.  My butt hurt, and itched, so badly.  That’s why I was so pissy the first week of school and got in trouble with Hickman because I couldn’t sit still,” I explained. 

“That makes sense,” Noah responded, as if a lightbulb went off in his head.  “I wondered about that.  You’ve never been squirmy in any class I’ve been in.  Although I figured your moodiness was just being bummed about Cam and the start of school.”

I took another deep breath.  “The worst part was, it made me question if Cam was right when he said Craig just used me for sex and had been grooming me the whole time, and my ass might be forever messed up after being with a man.”

Cam immediately interrupted.  “I was wrong.  I was hurt and angry when I said that, just lashing out.  I know Craig isn’t like that.”

“I know, but I wondered if he was really like Chad.  I thought about all the bad things and realized none of them would have happened if he and I hadn’t become friends,” I explained.  “My doubts only lasted a day or two, but I blew up and confronted him.  He was so hurt I even considered he might be that way.  After we worked through my moment of doubt, he even checked my back end to make sure I didn’t need medical attention.”

“He was THAT big?” Noah asked.  I grimaced and nodded.

“I bet that was tough for both of you, to see you in that shape, but I’m glad you told a grownup,” Cam said as he held me tighter.

“Yeah, I doubt checking a boy’s asshole for injury is on the normal mentoring checklist,” Noah said, totally deadpan.

I let out a belly laugh.  Noah always knew just what to say to make me feel better.

“For fuck’s sake Noah, I meant emotionally,” Cam huffed.  “But I guess that’s true too,” he added with a smirk.

“Craig made me delete the app and promise not to use it again.  He was relieved Chad used a condom, at least, but was still furious with him.”

“Me too,” Cam stated.  “You really should tell Daddy, or let me.  He cares about you and will want to help make sure this mother fucker doesn’t victimize anyone else, much less his own kid.”

“I’ll think about it,” I offered.  “I’m trying to keep an eye out for Brett but haven’t found him yet.  Spence doesn’t seem to know him.”

“Hey, if Spencer is as desperate for cock as you say and would enjoy being fucked with a bigger dick, he’d probably love getting with this Chad guy!”  Noah exclaimed.

“Noah!  Dude!” Cam yelled.

“What?  I’m just saying, you make it sound like he’d be into being dominated by an older guy.  Don’t some people like rough sex?” Noah asked.

Cam seemed exasperated. 

“Yeah, but there’s a difference between role play and rape,” Cam retorted.  “I don’t think even Spencer would enjoy being sexually assaulted like Max was.”  

I wasn’t so sure.  It also felt weird hearing someone else interpret what Chad did as assault.  I had mixed feelings about labeling it that way. 

“I hope not.  Truthfully though, I had the same concern.  He’s gotten curious about some kinky shit he saw in porn, and I'm worried he might try to hook up with an older guy if he can’t find someone our age to regularly do stuff with,” I responded.  “He’s always so horny and impulsive, and already on Grindr.  I’ve wondered if I should tell him about Chad, as a warning so he doesn’t make the same mistake I did.”

No one said anything for a moment.  Cam seemed deep in thought. 

“Of course, that might just plant the idea in his head, especially if he’s curious or jealous,” Cam said.  “Still, it might be worth telling him and making him promise to delete the app and not go looking, like Craig did with you.  He looks up to us and wants our approval, so he may listen.”

Cam’s comment reminded me of Mr. Tim’s description of my social influence and opportunity to be a positive role model for other gay kids.

“It’s probably worth a shot.  I would feel really bad if he hooked up with someone and was injured or caught some disease and I hadn’t talked to him about the dangers,” I said.  “Although he says he just flirts to have sexy chats and get pics.”

Noah scoffed.  “For now, maybe.  I didn’t start camming right away, either.”

Cam looked pleased that Noah was making a connection.  “He’s right.  It might just be chatting now, but in a few months?  Who knows?  We need to set him straight, no pun intended.”

I giggled.  “I don’t think that’s possible.  He’s all-gay.”

The mood in the room finally seemed to lighten.  I had been completely transparent and Cam didn’t reject me.  I could feel the tension lifting.

“I don’t know about you guys, but after such a depressing conversation, I want to watch something mindless and funny,” Noah said.

“So, a romcom Max and I can snuggle to?”  Cam suggested.  He barely had the words out of his mouth before Noah smacked him in the face with a pillow.

“Hey!  Cam is way too hot to risk maiming his face,” I shot back before springing up off my perch on the sectional.  “Cam, tackle him.  I know all of Noah’s most ticklish places.”

***

Noah was squirming and trying to fight off our attacks.  It had been years since Noah and I had a tickle fight, but his most sensitive spots (underarms and feet) hadn’t changed.  He was laughing and screaming so loud I was sure the dads would descend upon us.  It took me a few seconds to realize I just considered Craig one of the ‘dads’: Bob and Cam, Adam with Noah, and Craig - for me.  It’s crazy how quickly that’s become a normal, comforting thought.

Cam must have decided Noah had enough, because he turned his attention to me.  Noah soon joined him as I assumed the role of ‘ticklee’.  Cam has never tried tickling me and wasn’t aware that squeezing my leg just above the knee would make me jump.  Noah knew, of course.  He alternated legs while Cam attacked my midsection.  I was laughing so hard that tears rolled down my face.  After the heavy conversation earlier, it was just what I needed.

I managed to gain some relief by working onto my stomach, protecting my vulnerable spots by pressing them against the carpet.  Cam ended up atop me.  He locked his fingers into mine and breathed on my neck, the full weight of his body pressing me into the carpet.  He started squirming and I could feel the stiffness of his cock pressing into my butt.  “Hmmm,” he moaned. 

Noah sat just a few feet away, leaning against the loveseat, catching his breath.

I can’t believe how fast my mood changed.  Ten minutes ago, I was ashamed and sobbing, and now I’m happy and horny as fuck, my own cock filling to match Cam’s.

“This reminds me: we still have some unfinished business, young man,” Cam commented as he kissed my neck and ground his even stiffer cock into me.  Even fully clothed, I swore I could feel every ridge of his perfect dick. 

“I need you so bad,” I whined quietly.  “Please?”

“We should go to the sauna,” Cam suggested in a whisper.  “We don’t want to gross out Noah.  The weirdo is straight.”

“You guys are gonna fuck, aren’t you?” Noah asked.  Duh!

“Hell yeah we are,” Cam answered.  “But we know you really don’t want to see us doing that.”

Noah shrugged.  “Probably not, but you did just have your tongue and finger in my butt.  I’m not sure anything can phase me now,” he said with a sigh.  “How does that even work, anyway?”

“How does what work?” I asked.

“Doing it in the butt?  Does it really just go in that easy?”

“It does with enough of this,” Cam answered, pulling a tube of Astroglide from inside his pillow case. 

Noah nodded.  I could tell he was fascinated.

“I think he wants to watch us, Max,” Cam observed with a huge grin.  “It’s cool.  It is hot, so I don’t blame you.”

“Uh, no,” Noah replied more adamantly than he needed to, as if he was trying to convince himself as much as us.  “I was just curious.  You know, like the mechanics of it and stuff.  I can watch out for your dad and Craig, though, if you guys don’t want to go to the sauna.”

“Do you think they’ll check on us?” I asked.  Noah is incredibly loyal, but his sudden willingness to have us fuck in the same room was weird.  And I wasn’t sure I bought his rationale.  Like he hasn’t seen women fucked in the ass in porn to know how it works?  I guess it’s possible he’s never thought to check out straight anal porn.  Though I suppose they don’t bother to show the chick getting loosened up for 30 minutes to be able to take a huge porn dick.

“Nah, they’re into the good booze.  They’re probably both out already,” Cam answered.  “If Noah listens for them, we are plenty safe.”

“The couch would be more comfortable,” I commented, as I reached behind and gripped Cam’s stiff rod through his shorts.

“I’ll go up a couple stairs and stand guard,” Noah offered.  “Just don’t take forever.  I still want to watch a movie sometime tonight.”

Cam and I locked lips as we tugged at each other’s shorts and underwear.  I wanted him back in me more than anything.  And I didn’t even care if Noah watched.  In fact, something about doing it with him a few feet away was making me even hornier.  Cam seemed just as desperate.

It didn’t take long for us to get naked.  I walked on my knees over to the oversized couch and lay my top half onto the soft leather, my ass facing the TV.  I spread my knees apart, exposing my hole for Cam.  I swear it twitched in anticipation.  

Cam leaned over me.  “Noah totally wants to watch this,” he whispered.  I started to look up and over but Cam stopped me.  “Don’t make him feel guilty.  Let’s just give him a good show.”  Cam moved away and pressed his face into my ass, hungrily lapping at my hole.  He was even more eager this time, smashing his face into my rigid cheeks as he tried to push deeper with his tongue.  I was enraptured with pleasure.  This felt so right. 

Finally, he came up for air.  I heard the cap flip on the tube of lube as Cam’s breathing slowed.  His lubed fingers pressed into me easily.  Our half-fuck earlier, and all this anticipation, already had me loose.  He probed and stretched before removing his digits, only to quickly replace it with his rock-hard prick.

“Umph,” I groaned as he pushed deep into me.  In no time, he was fucking me hard, slamming into me with quick, deep thrusts.

“Dammmmmmn,” Noah said underneath his breath.  He clearly was watching.  That made me even more excited.  I wished Noah were sitting on the couch, letting me feast on his hefty dick while Cam stuffed my ass.  The mere thought of getting a dick in both holes just about made me blow right on the spot.

Cam leaned over me, pressing his chest to my back as his hips continued their magic motion.  “God, I love you,” he whispered before nibbling at my ear.  He was driving me wild.  I was so near cumming earlier, and fantasizing about a three-way with the two boys I care about most was bringing me even closer.  I knew it wasn’t going to take long.  As much as I worked on being able to last, I needed immediate relief because my nuts were aching.  I guess ‘blue balls’ was not just something guys joke about?  That’s never happened to me before.

Cam placed his hands on my hips, slapped my cheeks, and moved me back and forth as he plunged his dick in and out of my hole.  I could hear the lube squishing around, which is such a hot sound.  He must have used a lot - or maybe my ass was juicing.  As he leaned upright, his cock began to perfectly rub against my prostate.

That was all it took.  “Oh fuuuuuuuuuuccccck,” I moaned as I arched upwards.  Glancing over at Noah, I saw his gaze was locked on us.  So much for being a look out.  My cock spasmed as four heavy spurts of jizz splattered across the brown leather sofa.  I’ve never shot that much before.  Maybe being aroused for hours causes a dude to cum more?  The orgasm was so intense my eyelids twitched shut with each pulse of pleasure.

“That was wicked,” Cam commented as he picked up the pace to an absolute frenzy.  I didn’t know it was possible for someone to gyrate at such a rate.  “My turnnnnnn,” he vibrated just before he rammed deep inside me and his hands squeezed me tight.  “Agghhh…” he moaned as he gently bit my shoulder.  That was new...and hot!  “Fuck,” he exclaimed as he gave a few subtle thrusts, expending his boy load. 

He rubbed his hands across my chest and flicked my stiffened nipples as he kissed the side of my neck.  “That was incredible.  I’ve missed you - us - so much.”

“Bravo,” Noah said, adding a sarcastic clap.  We both looked at him.  There was an obvious tent in his shorts.  He nervously pulled his t-shirt down to hide it.

“See, that wasn’t so gross, was it?” Cam asked.  “You should try it.  It’s obvious you're boned.”

“No, I’m not,” he denied, pulling his shirt further down in a feeble attempt to hide his arousal.

“Then why are you trying to hide your wood?” I asked with a giggle.

Noah’s face turned red.

“You should totally do it,” Cam said, slapping my ass.  “His butt is already lubed and loosened.”

“You’ve got to be kidding!” Noah retorted.

“Why not?”  Cam replied.  “If it’s okay with Max, that is.”

I looked back at Cam.  “Can I suck you while he does it?” I asked, eager for this episode to continue.

“Fuck yeah,” Cam answered.  “That would be hot.”

“I…don’t…think…” Noah stammered.  “That would be too…”

“Gay?” Cam finished the sentence for him, laughing.

“No!  Well, yeah,” Noah answered.  “Sorry, I gotta use the toilet,” he added hurriedly before dashing off towards the basement bathroom.

Cam spun me around and we kissed.  “Poor guy, I think we’ve thoroughly confused him,” he said, laughing. 

“Did he really watch the whole time?” I asked.  With my head buried in the couch I wasn’t sure.

“Oh yeah.  Except for the few times I would glance at him, and he would pretend to look up the stairs.  But then I would look out the side of my eye, and he was staring - with his jaw wide open and rubbing his shorts.  You know damn well he’s in there jerking.”

“Too bad,” I replied, pressing my lips to Cam’s. 

“Straight boys,” he answered as our tongues danced.  “They don’t know what they’re missing.”

Finally, he pushed away.  “I better clean off the couch,” he announced.  I thought he meant he’d wipe it off with a towel, but instead he leaned over and began lapping up my cum splatter with his tongue! 

“Yum,” he exclaimed as he moved from one cushion to the other.  “I forgot how good you taste.”  He lifted his head, licking his lips.  “That’s all I can handle.  I’m getting full.  That’s a LOT of Max Spunk.”

“I’ll grab a towel,” I offered, proud I was able to produce so much fluid.

***

Noah finally came out of the bathroom several minutes later.  Cam and I put our shorts back on and were relaxing on the couch shirtless, nestled together.

“Have a good wank?” Cam asked, needling him.  “You really shouldn’t waste a load with us here to take it from you.  It’s kind of rude.” I laughed so hard I almost choked.  I love that the three of us have no boundaries with our jokes.

“Eff off,” Noah replied playfully.  It was clear he wasn’t truly angry, though possibly slightly annoyed.  “I just had to take a dump.”  He’s such a bad liar.  Not as bad as me, but still, not good.  So much for no secrets?

“Sure, whatever you say,” Cam replied.  We all knew he was jerking off.

“Movie time?” Noah asked, desperately trying to change the subject.  We let it go.  Cam hit play and Zombieland began.

***

The movie was about 30 minutes in when Noah suddenly spoke.  “There wasn’t any poop or anything,” he said out of the blue.

“Huh?” Cam and I both asked in unison.

“When you guys… there wasn’t any mess.”  It was interesting where Noah’s mind seemed stuck.  No wonder he hadn’t been laughing at the funnier lines. 

“Well, yeah, duh,” Cam answered.  “What did you expect?  Stuff flying out right and left?  You don’t do it when you know you aren’t, uh, empty.”

“I dunno,” Noah shrugged.  “I just expected it to be totally gross and…”

“It wasn’t?” I asked.

“No, kind of the opposite, actually.  I mean it was totally obvious you guys loved it.  Jesus, Max probably sprayed a gallon of sperm all over the couch.  Good thing it’s leather,” he added with a smirk.  “Shouldn’t you guys have used protection though?  To be safe?  What if that Chad guy gave you something?”  Cam looked at me, mildly alarmed. 

Noah had a point, it would have been safer, but I think the risk was very low.  “He used a condom and is, apparently, married,” I explained, which I knew only partially justified our risky behavior.  “I guess it wouldn’t hurt to get tested to make sure, but using a condom with Cam just feels wrong.”

“Good idea,” Noah replied.  Now it was him adopting a ‘dad tone’.

“I bet Daddy or Craig would help get that done without telling your mom,” Cam added.

***

A few scenes later, Noah had more questions.  “So, what’s up with you guys shaving your pubes, anyway?  Cam, you’re totally bald, and I know you had hair before.  I’ve seen Max hairless too recently.  Isn’t it weird to be like a little kid again?”

Cam and I both laughed.  “Dude, hair is nasty,” I answered.  “I SO need to shave again.”

“Yeah,” Cam added.  “In a couple years, when you finally talk Ashley into giving you a hummer, she’ll be much more willing to keep at it if she isn’t pulling hair out of her teeth.  It’s gross.”

“You really should at least cut it back,” I added.  “Trust me, girls will dig it being neater.”

“I dunno,” Noah answered, “most of the girls I cam with always tell me how manly and sexy a thick bush is.”  Cam and I exchanged glances.  Without saying a word, we both knew exactly what the other was thinking.  The ‘girls’ (real or not) were just saying that to stroke his ego to control him.  He gets tricked and used, and I don't like it. 

“Plus, I don’t know,” Noah continued.  “It makes me feel more grown up.  I mean I feel like I waited forever for them to start growing.  I remember being at Austin’s 12th birthday sleepover and everyone said they had pubes and I didn’t and it made me feel… awkward.  Why would I want to go back to looking like a fifth grader?  Besides, shaving all the time seems like a hassle.”

“They probably just thought they had pubes,” I explained.  “I used to remember thinking every baby hair was one until I finally got real ones, and I was like ohhhhh… so that’s a pube.” 

Cam laughed.  “True.  It was like a huge win to finally have a bush come in, but it feels so hot to be smooth again.  I can’t ever imagine having a massive shrub.  Besides, shooting cum and having a big dick - like YOU Noah, is going to be a bigger turn-on than stupid hair.  I have plenty of that on top of my head.”

“I could ask Ashley what she prefers,” I suggested, knowing it would freak Noah out.  “I’m pretty sure she wants me to be her gay bestie, so she’d probably tell me.”  I stifled a laugh.  We were being brutal to Noah with our razzing.  But in a way, it was a sign of how good of friends we had all become.  When you can joke about ANYTHING without getting offended, you know the friendship is on point.

“Don’t you fucking dare,” Noah replied immediately, with a more forceful tone than I expected.  Cam and I both busted out laughing.  “What?” he asked, confused.

Cam answered.  “Relax, he wouldn’t do that.  He’s just giving you shit.  Right Max?”

“Well yeah!  Ashley’s chill, but that would be too much.  But...  I’ll bet you anything when the time comes - IF the time comes - she’ll tell you to trim.”

“We’ll see,” Noah answered.  “Until then, I’m not bothering.”

***

Cam and I cuddled though zombie attacks and moments of hilarity.  I’m not usually a big fan of the horror genre, but it was more funny than scary. 

The movie was building to its climax when Noah blurted out another question.  “What’s it taste like, anyway?” he asked.  “A butthole, I mean.”

Cam’s stomach convulsed as he stifled his giggle.  I knew exactly why he was laughing.  Noah just couldn’t manage to stop thinking about gay sex.  The movie was growing more intense, but his mind was still on what happened in the hot tub, and later with me bent over the couch.

“Better than some skanky pussy,” Cam immediately quipped.  “Blech,” he added for effect.

“No, really.  What does it taste like?  Since you licked mine, I wanna know.” Noah demanded.  “Then you did it again to Max.”

“It’s called rimming,” I explained.  “And it doesn’t taste like much at all, if he’s clean.  Felt pretty good, huh?” 

Even in the darkened room I could tell Noah was blushing. 

“That’s not exactly true.  Max never tastes like much, but Noah, your butt was…surprisingly sweet.  Did I notice a hint of strawberry?”  Cam teased in an overly-dramatic fashion. 

“For fuck’s sake!” Noah complained.

“Just kidding,” Cam answered.  “When it’s clean, it doesn't taste like much of anything, like any other clean skin.  It isn’t like I’d ever do that unless someone just showered.  Did you like it?”

“Maybe… a little,” Noah answered, appearing slightly embarrassed.  “Fuck, look at that zombie!  He got blasted!”  Clearly, Noah was eager to deflect attention back to the film.  Cam flashed me a subtle grin, and we let the subject drop.

***

When the movie credits rolled, Noah instinctively reached for his phone before grumbling about it not being fair he still didn’t have it back.  I went to grab mine and realized it wasn’t in my pocket, either.  I must have left it upstairs.  “What time is it, anyway?” I asked.

“The TV says just after 10,” Noah answered.  It registered that none of us had looked at a phone for almost two hours.  That really doesn’t happen with guys our age, but I guess when we’re together, we just forget about everything else. 

“I’m going to get my phone,” I announced as I extricated myself from Cam’s arms.

“Grab mine too, please,” Cam requested.  “I left it charging.  And check if dad and Craig are still awake.”

“Okay,” I replied, grinning.  Was he wondering if we could fuck again?  Because I would be totally down.

I walked as silently as I could in my bare feet.  I didn’t want to disturb the adults if they were already asleep.  I stopped in the kitchen and listened, hearing nothing but the hum of the refrigerator.  I slowly made my way up the stairs.  Both the guest room and master bedroom doors were closed.  I could hear a subtle snore.

I stepped softly to Cam’s room and pulled his phone from the charger.  It took me a minute to locate mine in the video game room.  It was right where I left it, on the top bunk.  I couldn’t help but laugh at my own inadvertent double entendre. 

***

When I unlocked my phone, I was surprised that the mystery Snapchat boy - who suggested we meet in the bathroom to swap blowjobs - responded to my message asking his identity. 

I quickly opened it, expecting some derogatory comment.  I was pleasantly surprised. 

OlyGuy88: “Sorry.  That was rude.  I shouldn’t have sent it.  Please forgive me.  I’m just so horny and frustrated.  When you came out, it seemed possible.” 

I forgot about the sleeping adults and darted back downstairs.  I wanted to share the message.  It was unusual… so incredibly courteous, and completely unexpected.

“Guys look,” I said excitedly.  “I got a reply from ‘Oly Guy 88’.”

“He’s some fuckhead, right?” Noah asked.

“Not at all,” I replied.  “Listen.”  I read the message aloud.

“Man, that’s really polite.  It sounds just like Cam around grown-ups,” Noah said. 

“I know,” I concurred.  “Plus, his comment about being horned up is understandable, right?”

“Yes, IF it’s genuine,” Cam said with a hint of suspicion.  “But, did he tell you who he was?”

“No, he didn’t say,” I answered.

“Tell him you accept his apology but ask again who he is.”

I relayed that message, but didn’t expect an immediate answer.  I was surprised when I got the notification that “OlyGuy88 is typing a message.”

OlyGuy88: “Just a guy at Olympia.  I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable or be a creeper.”

I carried on the conversation as Noah and Cam looked over my shoulder.

Me: “Do I know you?”

OlyGuy88: “Yes.  We’ve had classes together.”

“Could it be Jamie?” Noah asked. 

“I don’t think so,” I replied.  “But I guess it is possible.”

Me: “Are we friends?  Jamie, are you punking me?”

OlyGuy88: “Not exactly, more like acquaintances.  Do you mean Jamie Schroeder?  Lol, no… not him.  He’s kind of cute tho.”

Me: “So, who are you then?  Are we on the same team at school?”

OlyGuy88: “Not out, so I can’t say.” 

Me: “Why not?”

 

OlyGuy88: “I just can’t let anyone know I like other boys, that’s why.”

Me: “How come?”

OlyGuy88: “Parents would flip.  I’d spend eternity praying for control over my SSA.”

Me: “ssa?  What’s that?”

OlyGuy88: “Same-sex attraction.  It’s what my church calls homosexuality and my bishop is old school.” 

Me: “Oh.  My boyfriend’s mom kind of flipped when she found out.”

OlyGuy88: “So you understand.  What did your parents say?”

Me: “Mom’s cool about the gay part but not about me having sex.  Dad doesn’t know yet.  Cam’s - my bf - dad is cool.”

OlyGuy88: “Lucky.  I wouldn’t have it so easy.”

Me: “You never know.  There are a few other guys at school who will also have your back.  I’m not the only gay kid at school, and have straight friends who are awesome.”

OlyGuy88: “I DO know.  Trust me.  It’s NOT accepted in my family or religion.” 

“Poor kid,” Cam said.  “Even when mom was being crazy, Daddy always accepted and loved me.  It doesn’t sound like he has anyone.”

OlyGuy88: “Thanks for offering to have my back though.  That means a lot.  Sorry again about sending the dirty message.”

Me: “Why did you, anyway?  Besides being horny.”

The “OlyGuy88 is typing a message” notification kept appearing and disappearing, indicating either a long message was coming or he kept cycling between typing and deleting. 

“I still feel like someone is messing with you,” Noah suggested.  “What’ya bet he ends up asking you for a nude or something, wanting to send it to the entire school.”

“I guess it’s possible,” I replied.  “But it feels more legit to me.  I wouldn’t send him anything, anyway.  Wouldn’t it be ironic as fuck if it were Brady, or one of his shithead friends?”

“Only if they were actually gay,” Cam replied.  “I think whoever it is…as the kid of a super religious parent, it feels sincere to me.  Let’s see what he says.”

Finally, the message arrived. 

OlyGuy88: “This is embarrassing and I’m not proud, but I guess I owe you an explanation.  I’ve always thought you were cute.  I’ve seen you change in the locker room and watched you in other classes and have had a huge crush for a while.  I never thought you were gay tho… then I saw you dancing at the SNO with that other hot boy.  I’ve been masturbating, another sin, thinking even more than before about you.  For some reason, sending that message made my fantasy seem more real.  Sorry for being inappropriate and making you uncomfortable.  You’re always so nice to everyone and didn’t deserve me sexually harassing you.  That wasn’t choosing the right.”

Perched over each shoulder, Cam and Noah read his confession.

Cam sighed.  “Dude, I think I’d be jealous if I didn’t feel so bad for him.”

“Who the eff could it be?”  Noah asked.  “We should be able to figure it out.  Whoever it is was at S.N.O.”

Me: “Wow.  I’m flattered.  But just so you know - I’d never have sex at school.”

OlyGuy88: “Me either, I’d be too scared of getting caught.  It was just a dream to do that, especially with you.”

Me: “I wish I knew who you were.  We could talk at least.  I’d help you if I could.”

OlyGuy88: “I’ve told you too much already.  You’ll probably figure out who I am as it is.  I need to go.  My parents will rage if they know I snuck my phone this late.  Not supposed to have it in my bedroom and I’m up past my bedtime.  And Snapchat is a big no-no.”

Me: “Understand.  Noah and I are spending the night at my bf’s house.  So I should go too.”

“Tell him he can reach out anytime,” Cam suggested.  “He needs a gay bud, it sounds like.”

“Or maybe just a friend in general.  Badly,” Noah added.

Me: “Btw, anytime you want someone to talk to, you can message me, k?”

The message went unread.  He was already logged off.

“That was bizarre.  Who could it be?  I’m sure we can narrow it down,” Noah posited.  “He said he’s seen you in the locker room, so that means you’ve had gym with him.  It can only be, what, 40 or 50 kids?  And he was at S.N.O.” 

“Yeah, but was that PE this year, last year, or sixth grade?” I added.  “We know his family is super religious.  He mentioned having other classes with me, too.” 

I ran through all the boys I could remember who were in my gym class the last two years.  Noah dismissed most of them on the basis they would never be so courteous or well-spoken.  In the end, we had a list of six names, but none seemed likely to be gay to either of us.

“Are you sure it wasn’t Jamie?”  Cam asked.

“Jamie’s cool, but isn’t that polite,” I answered.  “And after our convo about him coming on so strong to Seb, I don’t think he’d be that coy...  and he sure as hell doesn’t do subtle.”

“Besides, Jamie doesn’t type that well.  He uses ‘u’ and ‘k’ and stuff like that.  Those messages were so proper,” Noah added, before growing silent.  “Jesus, that’s another gay kid at Olympia.  Pretty soon you two could have them all over and have a giant gay boy orgy.  Am I the only one not into dick?”

I laughed.  Now THAT was a hot idea!

“Just us?” Cam replied without skipping a beat.  “You mean you wouldn’t want to come, too?  I think you might enjoy yourself.”

“Grrrr,” Noah growled and shot Cam a look I knew meant he better back off.

“I know it seems like a lot of kids, but not really if you think about it.  Plus, I think experimenting and being confused is common at our age when we’re always so fucking horny,” I said.  With Noah’s sudden curiosity and insecurity, it seemed an apt reminder.  “Our school has, what, a thousand students across the three grades?”

“Yeah, something like that,” Noah agreed. 

“So, that’s about 500 boys.  Even if only five percent of them are gay or bi, that’s 25 kids.  You only know of four at Olympia, and honestly, we don’t know what Jamie and Seb are with any certainty.  Spence and I are the only two boys from school you know for sure who are gay.  Cam doesn’t count.  Sorry, babe.”

“Good math, Max.  I bet the number is a lot higher when you factor in guys who are willing to experiment to get off.” Cam added.  “See Noah, there are way more gay boys at school for you to meet and be pleasured by.”  He was relentless.

“Staaaaaahp, or I’m going to wake up your dad and tell him you’re being an ‘ungracious host’ so he’ll kick your ass.”  Noah wasn’t serious, but there was just enough intensity in his voice to signal it was time to stop ribbing him. 

Cam’s smile disappeared.  I’m not sure whether he believed Noah or thought he was joking or bluffing, but he seemed to get the message to back off.  “Bro, chill.  I’m just teasing.  Sex feels good.  It doesn’t make you gay just because you enjoy cumming.  I think most straight boys would kill to have gay friends to help take care of their…needs.  You’re just lucky to have multiple.”

“We know you aren’t gay.  Or bi,” I offered, adding a feigned yawn.  I wasn’t sure whether the tension between Noah and Cam was real, but didn’t want things to escalate.  “I’m fading.  We should try to get some sleep before Craig starts cracking the whip tomorrow.” 

“‘Cracking the whip’?  Is that what Craig called it when he stuffed your butt?  Or just when he spanked it?”  Noah asked, grinning ear to ear, apparently happy to finally be on the giving end of the teasing.

“Ugh,” I groaned.  “I guess I deserved that.  Are we even now?”

“Sure,” Noah answered with a smile.  “Goodnight.  I can sleep well now.”

No one objected, so we turned out the lights and settled into bed, Cam and I spooning.  A ‘gay boy orgy’.  Noah’s off-hand comment had my mind racing.  Would that be possible to pull off? 

I could just imagine the scene:  Cam’s basement full of naked boys, hard and horny, groping and slurping and fucking each other all night.  Jamie fucking Seb by the pool table...  while Spencer simultaneously sucking the mystery boy while Ian stuffed his backside… while Cam and I made out and took it all in.  Needless to say, I fell asleep with a raging hard-on. 

***

I slept reasonably well.  Cam’s body pressed against mine was comforting.  Our frames are so similar in proportion, we seemed to fit together perfectly, as if it were meant to be.  His arm draped across my chest as his nose nuzzled my neck was icing on the cake.  The occasional feel of his dick pressed against my ass just felt right.  Things were returned to how they were supposed to be.  I have my boy back.

Still, I woke a few times in the night, needing to shift my position.  Each time, more images of a boy orgy in Cam’s basement filled my head.  In one imagined scene, we had pushed the couches together to make a large ‘pit’ of sorts, where naked boy bodies were entwined and overlapped, everyone free to sample the cock (or ass) near them.  I envisioned boys across the floor in some sort of a suck chain, where everyone was getting sucked or sucking at the same time.  A timer on someone's phone would go off every few minutes and you’d move along to service someone new.  I swear my cock was probably hard more often than not as I slept. 

It gave me some relief to know I could resume our tradition of wake-up BJs.  I had every intention of stirring Cam with the best blow of his life.  Normally, I would have been worried about upsetting Noah, but I couldn't fathom a hummer under a blanket would phase him, considering he watched Cam fuck me earlier.

***

So much for my scheme to taste some morning cum.  I was in the middle of a very strange dream - one about Oly Guy 88, when Bob’s voice brought it to an abrupt end.  I had just met the mystery boy in the bathroom, as he had suggested in his original message.  Only in the dream, he turned out not to be a zombie Bach!  “I’ve caught you now, you little deviant,” she screamed as she lurched at me from the stall. 

“They look so content, I’m not sure we should wake them,” Bob said from the bottom of the stairs.

“I know, but I have a room to paint sometime today,” Craig answered.  “They’ll need time to wake up.”

“Right,” Bob replied.  I glanced at them through squinted eyes, trying to adjust to the light.  “BOYS!  Rise and shine,” he added loudly, clapping his hands.

“Morning Daddy!” Cam answered, quickly sitting up.  He sounded so chipper.  I was surprised at how quickly he was alert.  I was certain he was sleeping a few moments before. 

Noah slowly arose, yawning.  I shifted as well, realizing I was sporting quite the morning wood.  Thankfully, the blanket hid my raging erection.

“We’re going to YoYo’s,” Craig informed us.  “We’ll get donuts while you get moving.  Any special requests?”

We each rattled off our favorites. 

“There’s coffee upstairs if anyone drinks it,” Bob commented.  I don’t think any of us touch that swill.  “We’ll be back soon and you all need to be ready to leave for Craig’s, so have everything packed.  Understood?”

“Yes sir,” Noah and I groggily chorused. 

***

We took turns using the restroom.  When Cam returned, he gave me a kiss, adding “good morning, sexy.”

I was a little bummed.  I planned to wake up early and slide under the covers, slipping Cam’s cock into my mouth to start off his day.  I can’t believe I slept so late.  Cam must have sensed my disappointment.  “What is it?” 

“I had plans to wake you up - like normal… you know… with a blow job.”

He ran his hand along my face.  “I can pretend to be asleep again if it would make you feel better.”

“Really?” I asked.  Cam immediately slumped onto the couch and flopped onto his back, his eyes shut.  He began a really bad fake snore.

I briefly forgot Noah was right behind me.  He was looking on, seemingly fascinated.  “Sorry dude, I spaced you were here for a second.  Is this going to bother you?”

“Nah,” he answered, “I’m going to go find some juice or something.” 

I heard Noah bound up the stairs as I pulled the waistband of Cam’s shorts down.

***

I lost myself in the pleasure of sucking Cam.  With the donut shop across town, I knew Craig and Bob would be gone at least an hour, so I took my time teasing his balls and shaft, avoiding the head.  I wanted to savor the experience and make it last. 

I must have been at it for at least 10 minutes, when Noah’s voice startled me.  “Are you guys going to, you know, fuck again?”  I turned my head to see him sitting on the opposite couch, watching.  A pillow covered his crotch.  I had no idea he returned to the basement.  Either he was in stealth mode or I was so engrossed with Cam’s cock, I tuned out everything else.

“Would you like to watch us again?” Cam asked with a hint of amusement.

“Maybe.  But Max should do it to you this time,” Noah suggested eagerly.  “If he wants to, I mean,” he added sheepishly.  I couldn’t believe it.  I know he’s not gay, but he’s clearly turned on watching us…and seems to want to direct the action to satisfy curiosities or live vicariously.  Maybe while I was dreaming about a boy orgy that will never happen, Noah tossed and turned all night fixated on gay anal sex.

“How about it, stud?” Cam asked somewhat sarcastically, “you think you could handle riding a wild bucking bronco like me?”

I laughed.  It was all so surreal.  Noah suggesting I fuck Cam in front of him.  Cam with his bucking bronco line.  How Texan.  Cam reached for my shorts, feeling my engorged penis.  I was at peak hardness.  My dreams and imagination had it pulsating all night.  “Looks like someone’s cowboy wants to give it a go.”

We locked lips and pushed at each other's shorts. 

“It’s going to be… clean, right?” Noah asked.

“It will be fine,” Cam assured him between kisses and before moving down to my pert nipples.

Soon we were naked, Cam dropped to the carpeted floor taking my cock into his mouth.  It felt amazing… but not as amazing as his tight, warm, wet, velvety smooth inside would feel.  I wanted him, bad.  So bad the thought of Noah watching and enjoying our escapades barely registered. 

I pushed Cam over the couch, diving in to lick his hole.  Maybe it was my imagination, but it did actually taste sweet and kind of fruity.  Did Cam’s strawberry joke to Noah plant some seed in my head?  I laughed, since planting my seed was what I was just about to do. 

As much as I wanted to enjoy rimming Cam, my cock was desperate for release.  My balls were aching again from the night's constant arousal.  I quickly spread lube around his hole and mounted him.  My cock was so hard, it had no problem pushing through Cam’s tight ring.


“Ohhhh,” Cam let out a muffled moan of pleasure.  I started thrusting at a medium pace, trying to not cum too fast.  I last longer than I used to, but knew if I didn’t try to control it, this would be a 30 second fuck. 

Cam urged me on as I plunged in and out.  I didn’t mind this bent over the couch thing, but I would prefer him face down on the floor or bed.  His ass felt so tight when we did it like that - the time just before he dumped me.  I needed to correct that particular memory. 

Noah surprised me by switching couches, sitting just to our left.  “I couldn't see,” he managed to mumble.  He still held a pillow over his crotch, but his other hand was underneath the pillow.  I could tell by the movements he was rubbing his swollen dick.  I was still surprised by his desire to watch his two gay friends fuck.  Straight boys make no sense.

Cam clenched down on my dick and I swear it did something that made me shoot instantly.  “Fuck,” I yelled, both excited at the orgasm that was crashing through my body and angry it was happening so fast.  I was so enjoying the feel of Cam’s warm ass gripping my meat.

The ejaculation was intense and brought a familiar sense of relief.  It was like my own body knew I needed it and wasn’t going to wait any longer. 

I collapsed onto Cam’s back.  “Good fuck,” he whispered.  We snuzzled for a few seconds.

“Nice… awesome,” Noah sighed.  I’d forgotten he was there and taken aback by him describing gay anal sex as ‘awesome’ to watch.  I lifted up and let my softening dick slide from Cam’s smooth ass.  I looked down, his bright pink hole glistened with a layer of my cloudy boy jizz.

“Noah,” Cam said sternly, surprising me.  “You clearly aren’t grossed out by this.  Why don’t YOU fuck me now?  We all know you want to.  I want to feel your big dick inside my ass.”  

“What?” he replied, scooting away.  “I’m not that big.”

“Uh… yeah, you are,” I replied.  “Girth matters, and you’re much more like a man than a boy in that department.”

Cam turned to me.  “Can he?” he asked.

“If he wants,” I shrugged.  The fact is, something about watching Noah’s big dick sliding into Cam intrigued me.  I would love to see Cam’s reaction… AND Noah’s. 

“But he just… blasted all inside you,” Noah objected.

“It makes for good lube,” I replied. 

“Ewww,” Noah answered.  “That seems nasty.”

“You could wear a condom,” Cam suggested.  “C’mon.  I know you’re horny as fuck.  Don’t deny it.  And Max can tell you how good my butt feels.”  Noah looked to me.  I smiled and nodded, offering confirmation that Cam’s ass feels spectacular.

“Uh..ok…if you really want me to, I guess,” Noah answered hesitantly.  He wasn’t really putting up much resistance.  Just enough to satisfy his own anxiety. 

“Can you please get a condom from my room?  You know where they are, right?” Cam said to me.  I nodded.  We never used them, but I remembered where they were - in the desk drawer nearest his bed. 

***

A funny thought ran through my head as I climbed the stairs:  If Jeanine knew I was running through her house, totally naked except for my socks, my semi-hard cock glistening with cum I had just deposited in her son’s ass, she would die instantly.

I also wondered what Lisa and Adam - and mom and Craig, for that matter - would think if they knew I was sanctioning Noah losing his virginity to another boy.  Some things would have to remain a secret.

I retrieved two condoms, just in case, and returned to the basement.

Cam managed to remove Noah’s shorts and underwear and was slurping up and down on his tapered dick.  Noah’s head was thrown back onto the top cushion of the couch, his eyes closed.  I assumed he was trying to imagine it was someone else pleasuring him.  Or maybe he was just trying to relax and enjoy it. 

I placed the condoms on the couch and pushed my way into Noah’s crotch.  I wanted another taste of his ample dick myself.  Cam backed away from Noah’s cock and sucked at his nipples as he worked at opening the rubber.  It took him a few tries to tear it open.  His hands must have been greasy from lube, or cum, or spit.

I sucked Noah’s dick deep into my throat for a few seconds before releasing it.  Watching Cam roll the condom down Noah’s cock was mesmerizing.  It kept stretching and stretching.  I was certain the bottom would rip at any moment, like a water balloon does half the time when you stretch it over a faucet.  But it didn’t.  The damn thing just kept unfurling.

“Hand me the lube,” Cam instructed, taking charge.  He smeared some all over Noah’s latex-covered dick.  Honestly, with my fresh load deep in Cam’s bowels, adding lube seemed unnecessary.  However, it was probably a good idea just to ensure things went smoothly.  I could totally see Noah changing his mind if the initial attempt at insertion was troublesome.

“Hmmm,” Noah grunted in pleasure. 


I expected Cam would bend back over the couch and let Noah mount him, as we had demonstrated.  But Cam had other ideas.  He stood, turned around, and slowly lowered his butt down towards Noah’s towering erection, one hand reaching between his legs to guide the fat cock to his dripping hole.

Noah shifted his head slightly to the side so he could see.  I was at the perfect spot on the floor to see both their faces as the tip of his cock entered my boyfriend’s bottom.  Noah’s eyes about popped out of his head as he smiled and almost started…purring?

Cam moaned and took a deep breath as gravity pulled his full body weight down onto the base - the thickest part of Noah’s cock.  “Fuuuuuuck,” he said, almost wincing through clenched teeth.

“You okay?” I asked.

He quickly nodded, still mildly grimacing and holding his breath.  He raised up slightly, reducing the strain on his tight hole, eventually exhaling slowly.  He was breathing harder as he slowly bounced up and down on the top half of Noah’s cock.  Cam started to moan, as whatever discomfort he experienced gave way to pleasure. 

As Cam wiggled, he slowly lowered himself further and further, until finally he rested against Noah’s balls, the entire length of his ample cock having disappeared into Cam’s rectum.  I moved to the right to get a good look.  I could see just the base of Noah’s cock, and Cam’s beautiful smooth butt pressed firmly against his relatively thick bush disappearing into Cam.  A pang of jealousy overcame me.  I wish it was my ass Noah was fucking! 

I didn’t have much time for jealousy.  Cam began gyrating his hips, shifting the teen cock around inside of him.  Cam, who hadn’t cum when I was fucking him, was rock hard and his junk swayed with each movement.  A drop of precum was forming on the tip and was begging to drip.  “Don’t just sit there,” he moaned.  “Suck me!” he ordered, almost desperately.  You don’t have to tell me twice!

Before I could lick the sweet nectar from Cam’s tip, Noah began to arch into Cam and whimper.  His first fuck wasn’t going to last long, but that isn’t surprising.  I dove onto Cam’s cock, hoping to bring him off quickly as well.  I had no idea how much time had passed, and no matter how cool Craig and Bob are, I’m not sure they would be ready to see the three of us…like this.

Noah’s dick must have been doing a number on Cam’s prostate, because I had just taken him into my mouth and gone up and down a couple times when my mouth was flooded with this delicious boy spunk.

“Yes, yes, god yes!” he yelled out as his cock twitched and pumped until nothing more came out.

Noah was nearly as boisterous.  “Oh shit!  Oh shit!  Oh shit!” he yelled, just like he did the first time I sucked him off in his basement.  He moaned and bucked.  It was obvious he was having an intense cum.  His whole body shuddered. 

Cam rolled off to the side, leaving Noah’s condom-covered cock still standing tall, filled with a hefty, creamy load. 

They were both breathing heavily as I wiped my mouth and swallowed the last of Cam’s juice.  “So how was it, Noah?” I asked.

He was still out of breath.  He nodded.  “Good…but, uh...I should shower.  Can I use your bathroom upstairs?” He asked.

“Of course,” Cam answered.  Noah grabbed his clothes from the floor and split, like a robber leaving the scene of the crime.

Cam grinned.  “He loved it but now he feels weird,” he sagely observed. 

“Did you enjoy getting pounded on by a bigger one?” I asked.

“Once I got used to it, yeah,” he answered, pulling me into a kiss.  “But yours is still perfect and it still feels special, because it’s you.”  That made me feel all warm inside.  Still, I was slightly jealous that Noah fucked Cam and not me.  Given how Noah rushed off, I wondered if he’d ever succumb to topping a guy again.  What if this was the one and only time?  It’s not like I’ve been obsessing over taking him inside of me like that, but...still.  I wish it had been me.

We swapped tongues.  I am sure Cam got a taste of his own jizz.  “We better shower before Daddy and Craig get back with the donuts.”  He pulled me to my feet and I followed him to the basement bathroom.  I noticed he was walking more gingerly than normal. 

** End of Chapter 34 **

Author’s notes:

So… what now?  Is poor Noah permanently confused now that he’s blown a load inside Cam?  Does Ashley stand a chance of keeping him?

Who is the mystery gay boy at their school?  Is he real or is it an elaborate ruse to eventually embarrass Max?

Will Jamie ever get anywhere with Seb, or is he too chicken to be forward?

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