Private Lessons
A fictional story by

Xerxes

Note: All characters are fictional. This is not my life story, nor is it anybody else's. Although, certain characteristics and personalities are based on people that I once knew, some well, some not so well. If you like my stories, drop me a line at "Xerxes_Nimrod (at) mail (dot) com". All letters will be answered, all flames deleted, and all spam ignored.  I especially like to receive story plot ideas and suggestions.

The next morning, I waken with Colin's forearm draped across my midsection, and his hairless erection poking into the small of my back. Opening my eyes, I am surrounded by what seems like a sea of freckles, with Padraic's freckled shoulders and nape in front of me. I reach down to fondle Padraic's stiff morning wood. Phillip reaches over, his more heavily-tanned arm contrasting with the light skin of the 2 brothers. Colin mumbles, "Phillip, you dick is between my legs!" Padraic chuckles, "You should feel where HIS dick is!", referring to my boner pressing up against his crotch.

I roll onto my back, and Padraic rolls over, facing his brother across my body. Colin wraps his fingers around my erection, and asks his brother, "Was he poking you with this?" Phillip gets up, climbs over Colin, and straddles my body, his own dick also hard. I reach up and touch Phillip's pole, and note, "Looks like all of us woke up with one." Padraic gets up from the bed, and says, "Well, it's too nice a day to just sit around playing with ourselves. I'm gonna take a shower." "Me, too!", exclaims Phillip, as he bounces off the bed, following Padraic into the bathroom.

Colin lays there, his fingers still wrapped around my penis. "I hope I grow as big as you are", he whispers to me, intently staring at my erection. I roll onto my side, and reach out to grasp his long, thin erection between my fingers. "Well, Colin, you're doing pretty well already. And, all this extra skin make me think you might have a lot more to grow." I slide his taught foreskin back, and continue, "You're already showing a good bit of muscle for a guy your age, and I have a feeling that you're gonna be a real hottie in another year or so." Colin looks up at my face and smiles. He releases his grasp on my penis, and I do the same to his.

He then re-positions himself, so that his penis is touching mine, head-to-head. Skinning back his foreskin, he touches his glans against my much larger dickhead, lightly dragging it in a circle around the circumference of my penis. He then slides his foreskin forward, over and around my own penis, the flange on my head holding his very taught skin firmly in place. "You're hot!", he whispers to me, and gives me a quick kiss on my lips. I lightly caress one of his nipples, and he responds, "So....you think I'm hot?" I look him in the eye, and reply, "No, I said you're going to be hot. Right now you're more 'cute and adorable' than hot." His expression changes. "Cute and adorable?", he exclaims, incredulously, "screw that!!"

He giggles, then quickly slides his body back, uncoupling our love poles, jumps up, and jogs into the bathroom. I sigh, stretch a bit, then get up and join the boys there. When I arrive, Colin is saying to Phillip (in a rather animated voice) ..."and HE called me 'cute and adorable'! Can you believe it?" Phillip smiles, and Padraic mutters, "Oh, shit, now you've done it..."

Four naked boys in one small bathroom is quite a crowd, but somehow we all manage to get showered and prepared, and for once without any of us reaching orgasm. I head to the kitchen first, with my robe on, and start the coffee percolator. Padraic joins me next, wearing only an open long-sleeve shirt, showing the best parts of his body. Both Phillip and Colin join us, still looking quite damp, and both totally nude. Padraic prepares Irish oatmeal for all of us, while Phillip gets himself a cup of coffee, and Colin seats his bare butt down on a kitchen chair. "Hey, Phillip, you know, drinking coffee will stunt your growth-you shouldn't drink it", I jibe him. Looking askance as he drinks his coffee black, he responds with a single-finger salute. Colin reaches over, touching Phillip's now almost-flaccid dick, and says, "Any chance it could just stunt the growth of THIS?"

Padraic finishes preparing the oatmeal, serves the 4 bowls, and we all sit down for breakfast. "So, what should we do today?", Padraic asks, adding, "It looks like it's going to be hot today". "Well, I was thinking about going to the shore, today", I respond, adding, "By the way, I know that he didn't want me to tell you, but today is Phillip's birthday." Colin stands up, walks over to Phillip, and gives him a kiss on his lips. "Happy birthday, cutie", he tells him. Phillip puts his arms around Colin, and replies, "Aww, Colin.....now you've made me hard again..."

"Happy Birthday, Phillip", Padraic adds, "So, you're 13 now? Groovy!" Then he turns to me, and says, "I didn't think to bring our swimsuits when I packed us. Do you have anything that the boys can wear? I have one pair of shorts that should work." I consider what I have in the house, then say, "Well, I have an old pair of cutoff shorts that will probably fit Phillip, and I have an old pair of trunks I wore back when I was about Colin's size...Oh, and we have a beach umbrella, which we oughtta take for the benefit of you fair-skinned Irish boys." "Good idea", Padraic responds, adding, "you don't want to see me or Colin with sunburn. It's not a pretty sight, especially Colin all peeling and red."

After eating, I have go to my closet and find the cutoffs and the old pair of trunks. Before giving them to the boys, Padraic says to his brother, "You'd better put sunblock lotion on before dressing. I'm sure Phillip will be glad to help you." Colin and Phillip excuse themselves, and head to the bathroom. Returning a few minutes later, a slight sheen of moisture still on the bare skin of his body, I hand Phillip and Colin their shorts, and they start putting them on. The cutoffs fit just a bit loose around Phillip's waist, but look fine on him. The stretchy trunks fit fairly tight around Colin's body, accentuating his firm buttocks very nicely. "It feels like the sort of thing a body-builder wears", he says, smiling. "Yeah, Col, it really looks HOT on you!", Phillip exclaims.

I rummage around the garage and find the beach umbrella and the portable cooler. Padraic prepares the cooler with cold drinks, while I start the car and Phillip and Colin pack the cargo hold. "Colin, don't forget to wear a shirt", Padraic tells his brother, handing him a light, long-sleeve plaid shirt, which Colin puts on, but does not button. Padraic is wearing a short-sleeve shirt himself, buttoned, and Phillip and I go shirtless.

At the Beach:

The beach is thankfully not too crowded, being a weekday, which is good, because Padraic and I need to keep a close eye on Phillip, this being his first experiences of swimming in the ocean, what with all the tidal currents and waves. But, as it turns out, he is more than a 'strong enough' swimmer, and we had no problems with the surf. However, considering the rather brutal sun and the light skin of Padraic and Colin, they spent a decent amount of time under the shade of the umbrella, while Phillip and I sun our bodies on the sand.

While all 4 of us are laying around, almost dozing, Phillip starts a bit of conversation. "So, when did you first know that you were...you know....'different'?", he asks me. I ponder my past for a minute, then reply, "Well, I can think of 2 times. First, when I was about 7 or 8, there was this older boy in the neighborhood who was, well, just a bit 'nelly', and one of the other boys called him a 'fairy'. I asked what he meant, and he explained it to me, and suddenly, I realized that all those same things also described me. But I really knew that I was different when I was about 11. That was when Charlie noticed the undue attention I was giving certain boys down at the Y, and he took me aside and explained the situation.He was actually very helpful, and gave me some pointers on figuring out who was and who wasn't 'that way'. Probably saved me from getting my ass kicked..."

Phillip say, "Gee, you were lucky. I had to find out what the terms meant from an unabridged dictionary." We all chuckle, and Padraic responds, "Yeah, Webster's Dictionary isn't much help, is it?" Lifting his head up, he continues, "I must've been about 8, when a boy I knew told me to stop being so 'faggy'. He nearly broke my heart. Then, I met that fucking priest...". "Hey, Padraic", I interject, "I know that priest took advantage of you, but I've also met a couple priests who were actually quite helpful. They aren't all perverts, you know.."

Padraic sighs, and continues, "...yeah, I know. Still, it pains me to know that fucker has control over naive little boys, even still today. It's just not right." He then turns to his brother; "OK, Colin, when did YOU know that you were different?". Colin raises his head and looks at his brother. "Honestly, Pad, I don't think I ever thought about it until last year, when you told me that you were gay. I mean, it wasn't until you explained that there was a difference that I really ever thought about it. I just assumed that my preference for boys was something that everybody felt, and was quite surprised that most boys were more interested in girls. It really never crossed my mind."

Padraic shakes his head in disbelief. "Interesting, very interesting indeed. I....I always knew that you could be completely oblivious about some things, but, wow..." He pauses, then continues, "You are so damn lucky that I'm your older brother. Man, somebody would've kicked your ass by now if I weren't..."

Phillip speaks next, saying, "Well, maybe that's why Colin is so honest. We've all spent a lot of time and effort trying to hide, trying to not be noticed, and yet Colin is just himself, and happy being just who he is." Colin speaks, saying, "Well, as much as I hate it, probably my ginger hair and freckles make me look younger, an' that probably helps. But, no, I never tried to hide anything..." Colin then turns to Phillip.

"Hey, Phillip, you, uh... wanna ask them?", Colin asks. "Ask what?", Padraic responds. Phillip sits up, looks at Colin, then me, then say, "Well, Col, maybe you should ask." Colin clears his throat, and continues, "Well....since Phillip was so gracious as to give me ....umm....such....uhh...'joy' last night, I think it's only fair that....well....he gets to do the same with me."

Padraic turns to his brother, and, speaking softly, replies, "Umm....Col....I understand why you want to, but....well....Phillip is really pretty big. It....well....it sure won't be easy the first time. Trust me, it won't." Colin turns to his brother, and responds, "Yeah, I know....but...well....I really DO love him, and....well...I don't want our relationship to become one-sided."

"That's a very mature decision, Colin", I tell him. Colin looks me straight in the eye, and, lowering his already husky voice a bit, replies, "Well, I mean it. And I want to. I really do." Padraic places his hand on Colin's freckled shoulder, and chuckles. "Col, you never cease to amaze me."

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Sorry if you were expecting hot sex this chapter, but I needed to get the setting for the next chapter, and it just seemed too long, so I made this into a separate chapter. I guarantee that the next chapter will have a lot of sex.

BTW, thanks to all those who wrote. I'm happy to know that there ARE a lot of people reading my stories and enjoying them, some from other parts of the world, even. Please, keep writing, and I will do the same!