Date: Thu, 04 Feb 2021 09:51:41 +0000
From: "Jankin Noff (via Google Docs)" <jinoff930@gmail.com>
Subject: Riding the Storm Out Part 3

This is a fictional story, none of these people really exist. In many
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This story contains scenes of young teens and preteens engaging in sexual
activity, if this offends you then leave now.


Okay now that all the prudes are gone let me tell you that this is not a
quick jackoff story, I try to develop a relationship between my characters,
this story is more about boys coming to terms with who they are not how
often they get their rocks off or you get yours. There is nothing wrong
with that type of story and there are plenty here on Nifty that do just
that, if that is what you are in the mood for go ahead and find one it
won't bother me.


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Senan woke up in a bad mood the next morning, he had slept in later than he
had planned so he knew that there was no way he would be able to get to
Kenneth's as early as he originally intended. Then, while eating the
breakfast of ham and scrambled eggs that his mom had made for him he hears
the sound of rain hitting the kitchen window. Senan rushes over and looks
out to see that the rain is coming down hard. "Oh man," he looks over at
his mom and dad, "does this mean I can't go over to Kenneth's?" He asks,
unable to keep from sounding upset at the possibility of that happening.

"I don't see why you boys can't still get together." His father answers,
"Tell you what, after breakfast, I'll get dressed real quick and take you
over there, we'll even take your bike so that you guys can go riding in
case the rain stops later. How does that sound?"

"Thanks dad! You're the best!" With plans made Senan gets up and kisses his
father on the cheek, happy that he will still be able to get together with
his best friend. When he skipped fifth grade, Senan found it difficult to
make friends as he no longer saw his old friends in class, only during
recess and he lost them when he went to the new school this past year, as a
result, he treasures the friendship he has with Kenneth. He realizes that
Kenneth is the only friend he has but that doesn't bother him as he would
rather have one good friend like Kenneth than many fake friends as he has
seen with others.

It only takes about an hour for them to finish eating, his dad to get
dressed, and for them to get his bike in the back of his dad's truck, and
then he quickly finds himself ringing the doorbell at the house of his
friend.

Quinn spent most of Saturday frustrated, he had wanted to fool around more
with Jax but had spent all day with both Jax and Davis together, and since
Davis had never shown any interest in engaging in similar activities he
hadn't brought up the idea. When he wakes up Sunday he is in a bad mood and
when he gets into an argument with his father at breakfast that only makes
his mood worse. To top it all off when he tries to get together with Jax he
finds that his friend is going to be busy all day. In complete frustration,
he decides that if he is going to have a bad day then so are
others. Looking out the window at the rain he realizes that the weather
will keep him from the park, the mall, or anywhere else that he would need
to ride his bike to get to. Thinking about it some more he remembers that
Senan said that although he would be busy with his friend that it would be
okay to call him if he needed any help with the math problems he still had.

Quinn had no plans to do those problems but when he realized that they were
a way to mess up Senan's day he knew that he would at least pretend to be
doing them. It wasn't like Senan was going to find out the truth and this
way he could mess with him without Senan realizing that was what he was
doing. Feeling better about things Quinn goes upstairs to his room, taking
a phone with him so that he can make the call later. Meanwhile, all he
wants to do is hide from his father and his stupid comments about what
Quinn might be doing with his friends and how disappointed he is in his
son.

Senan gets dropped off by his father and is told to park his bike in their
garage, while he is doing this Kenneth comes out, finishing his
breakfast. "Hey pal, hoping that the rain stops?" He asks as he points to
the bike.

"You never know, and if it does then maybe we could go back to the park
again today. Or out somewhere for lunch." He responds as he is hoping that
at sometime during the day the two of them will be able to do something
away from the adults.

Kenneth and Senan head to the living room where they promptly take over the
TV and start playing video games, after taking a break for lunch and being
disappointed upon seeing that it's still raining, they decide to go into
Kenneth's room to play a board game instead.

Kenneth thinks about the ideas he had yesterday and is getting frustrated
because he doesn't see a way that he would be able to make any of his plans
work the way he wants them to, not with his parents at home, he won't take
the chance that his mom might walk in without knocking.

Right after they start their board game she does just that, opening the
door and looking at them as they start playing Ticket to Ride. "Senan there
is a phone call for you." She says, looking at him a little odd. "It's a
boy, he sounds a little older than you." That being said she heads back to
the living room and, after telling Kenneth he would be right back, Senan
follows her down the hall.

"Hello?" he says as he picks up the phone.

"Hey Senan, it's me, Quinn. I was hoping you had a few minutes to help me
with some math." He hears from the receiver.

Senan lets out a sigh of resignation, remembering that he'd told Quinn he
could call if he had any questions about math over the weekend. "For
helping you with your math? Sure." he responds.

Quinn is able to keep him on the phone for about half an hour before Senan
finally tells him that he needs to get back to the game he is playing. When
he gets back to Kenneth's room his friend is quite upset.

"What took you so long? Was that Quinn on the phone?" Kenneth asks, his
voice getting deep with anger. "I don't understand why you are so insistent
on trying to help him, look he's ruining our time together."

"I've told you before if I can help him pass math he's going to stop
harassing me. Besides when he's not around his jerky friends he's not as
bad." Senan replies, trying once again to get his friend to see his point
of view.

"You're wrong." Kenneth retorts, "he's just using you and he's probably
laughing at how he wasted an hour of your time today. Tell me, did he know
we were going to be getting together this weekend?"

"Yeah, he wanted to get together for more work on math but I told him I was
busy. But I want him to do the math so yeah I told him where I was and to
call me if he needed my help." To Senan, it was a reasonable move and one
that would hopefully prove to be helpful long-term. To Senan, it was a
matter of hoping that for now, he could buy some temporary peace while
hoping that by the end of the school year Quinn will finally leave him
alone, him and all the rest of the kids he bullies at the school.

Unfortunately, he isn't able to get Kenneth to see it that way. All Kenneth
can see is that his friend, who has been picked on by the bully since the
beginning of school, is still being harassed by him. Quinn may not be
threatening him and stealing his lunch money anymore but the way that Quinn
is using Senan is just as bad. Kenneth knows that eventually Quinn will go
back to his old ways as soon as he has gotten what he wants from Senan.

"I swear Senan, if that jerk ever lays a finger on you, or tries to steal
your money after all you've done for him I will forget about my promise to
you and will not just punch him but will beat the crap out of him."

Both boys know that they won't be able to change the viewpoint of the other
and so after twenty or so minutes have passed they both agree to drop the
subject. The good thing about their friendship is that they are both quick
to forgive each other, neither of them holds a grudge against the other
when they have disagreements and though this does put a damper on their day
and it cause Kenneth to give up on his plans of the other things he was
hoping he could do with Senan, no long term damage is done and they get
back to their game fairly quick. Eventually, it was time for Senan to go
home and since the rain had let up some he decided to ride his bike home.

Once he gets home Senan doesn't say much about how his day went. When asked
by his mom if Quinn had been able to reach him at Kenneth's he replies in
the positive and then goes into his room. Senan spends the rest of the
night in a bad mood, it is obvious to his parents that something happened
when he was over at Kenneth's but no matter how they press it he isn't
willing to talk about it. When bedtime comes he strips down and slips
between his sheets, too upset to even look in the mirror to see if he's
changed in the last few days. As he lies there waiting for sleep to come he
gives in to the feelings he has been keeping at bay and starts to cry,
certain that the argument between him and Kenneth has changed something
between them and that things won't be the same between them as it was
before.

When Kenneth goes to bed he thinks back on the events of the day and
realizes that he pushed things too far with his friend. He lies in bed
rehearsing in his mind how he will apologize to him tomorrow and try to
make things between as they were before. Kenneth doesn't think that will be
too difficult and before long his thoughts drift from making things better
between them to what he would like to do after they mend their
friendship. In a few moments, his hand moves down his stomach and starts
rubbing his smooth belly. Once his fingers slip into his underwear he takes
a good grip on his stiff shaft and starts stroking himself. Faster and
faster his hand goes up and down as he imagines that it is Senan's dick he
is holding and while he is stroking him, Senan is returning the favor. Once
again as he feels his cum shoot onto his stomach he runs his fingers
through it, picking a small amount as he does so. Reaching out with his
tongue and wishing that it belonged to Senan he laps it up and then returns
for more. "I don't even know if he's old enough to cum yet." He says to
himself once he's done licking his cum off his fingers. "But I can't wait
to find out. If he's not then maybe I'll be the first to see it happen,
then the first to taste it as well."

Quinn goes to bed happy that the day is finally over, he had gotten into
another fight with his father later that afternoon, and that had ended with
him being sent to his room with no dinner, which happens more often than
Quinn likes to admit. His first thought was to call one of his friends but
the fight was about the phone being in his room. "I'm not going to have my
son calling his `close friends' in secret. You want to talk to them, you do
it in the front room so we can all know just what sick things you are
talking about." The memory of his father yelling at him was fresh in his
mind.

"So what if I like to mess around a little." Quinn says to himself in the
safety of his bedroom. "It's none of his fucking business anyway." Quinn
rolls over on his side, facing away from the door, it is a symbolic act and
he knows it, his father wouldn't come into his room tonight to apologize,
and even if for some strange reason he did, seeing Quinn on his side like
that would only convince he is right about his son.

To help himself feel better he thinks back on how he had messed with Senan
earlier in the day. It wasn't much, he knew but it was the only high point
in what was otherwise a pretty crappy day. He thinks about it some, why he
likes messing with Senan so much. He's always enjoyed picking on the
younger and smaller ones even before Senan had come into the school, you
could say he really enjoyed throwing his weight around, but from the moment
that he first saw Senan he had focused the majority of his energy on the
other boy and he has never figured out why, of course, he had never taken
the time to figure it out before but since he is grounded he figures that
this is a good time to do so.

At first, he thinks it is just because Senan is the smallest boy at their
school and, while that is true, he is pretty sure that isn't the entire
reason. No, the more he thinks about it the more he starts to realize that
there is more to it, he sees Senan as small and weak and he enjoys being
able to remind Senan that it is the bigger people in charge and in their
grade that is him. It touches his mind for a moment that this is similar to
what his father does to him but Quinn is young and thoughts like that do
not stay in his mind for very long.

Monday morning comes and when Senan wakes up he is in a much better mood
than he was when he had gone to bed. While taking his morning shower he has
decided that he will apologize to Kenneth. He isn't sure if it will do any
good, he isn't sure if Kenneth is willing to give their friendship another
chance or not but he wants to give it a try. Kenneth is his only friend at
school and he knows that if he loses his friendship then the bullies at
school will consider him free game. Feeling better, having decided to take
some decisive action, he goes to have breakfast and then heads out to the
bus stop.

Kenneth wakes up without giving the argument a second thought. He has
already moved on from it, Yes, he doesn't like his friend putting himself
in what Kenneth feels is a compromising situation but he knows that
ultimately it is Senan's choice and all he can do is be there for his
friend in case something goes bad.

Having eaten breakfast Kenneth heads to the bus stop and once the bus
arrives as he sits down next to his friend, noticing the worried look on
his face as he does so. "What's wrong? He asks as he makes himself as
comfortable as possible on the bus seat.

"I need to talk to you about yesterday." Senan says, getting closer to his
friend's ear to be heard over the morning din.

Kenneth holds his hand up to silence his friend and turns to whisper in his
ear. "Not here." He says quietly, "We'll talk about it later." With that,
he sits back and tries to think about just how much he is going to tell his
friend and how he is going to go about it. Consumed as he is by these
thoughts he doesn't notice the worried look on Senan's face.

Quinn is already awake when his father opens the door and is in the process
of getting ready for his shower. "Good, you're already up. Get in there and
get clean." He says as he closes the door.

Quinn moves down the hall and gets in the bathroom, closing the door behind
him and breathing a sigh of relief. "Dad seems to be in a good mood
today. Maybe I can get out of here without a repeat of last night." Quinn
says as he slips his boxers off and steps into the shower.

When he gets to school his friends Jax and Davis are waiting for
him. "Where were you yesterday? I thought you were coming over to play
video games with us." Davis asks as Quinn steps up to them.

"Ah, my father was on one of his tirades yesterday. Wouldn't let me go
anywhere, about all I could do was get on the phone and fuck with Senan a
little." He answers as he takes a backpack that is lying near him and
throws it on the roof of the school. The lie doesn't bother him, Quinn is
used to lying to his parents, the adults at school, and just about everyone
else in his life and he sure isn't going to be honest about wanting to be
with a friend so that they could masturbate together.

When they get dropped off at school Kenneth takes Senan by the hand and
leads him to a quiet place by the cafeteria to talk to him. "I didn't want
to say anything on the bus because it has to do with your after-school
stuff but I wanted you to know that I'm not mad at you Senan." He says as
soon as he can verify that no one will overhear their conversation.

"You aren't mad?" Senan is surprised to hear this. "But I thought yesterday
that you...I mean you just seemed so upset and then after our argument, you
hardly talked to me for the rest of the time I was there."

"I know and I'm sorry if I frightened you when I was like that. It's just
that I worry about you Senan. You're like my best friend and if those
assholes did anything to hurt you and I didn't at least try to stop it I
couldn't forgive myself." Kenneth reaches out and starts to put his hand on
Senan's face, starts to give in to his desire to touch and caress his
friend. He is very close to confessing to his friend just how he feels
about him, the only thing that stops him is he isn't sure how Senan will
react and the thought of losing him as a friend is far worse than not being
around him at all and he decides to be cautious in what he says and how he
says it. "You are special to me Senan and I can't sit around when I see
someone treating you like crap. I just don't get it, since the beginning of
the school year they have been unmerciful in how they treat you and now
that Quinn needs you so that he can stay in wrestling he acts all nice to
you and you're ready to forgive him. I think he's leading you on and as
soon as he doesn't need your help anymore he's going to go back to his old
bullying ways, and that is going to crush you because you are so damn nice
and trusting, and I can't sit by and watch that happen." His hand does
reach Senan's face and without being aware of it he is lightly running his
fingers on Senan's cheek.

Senan reaches up and puts his hand on top of Kenneth's, stopping him from
continuing the motion that he finds pleasant and tingly and
distracting. "Then you'll have to keep being my friend, that way if Quinn
does go back to his old ways you'll be there to kick his ass." He smiles as
he says this, aware that despite the fears he had last night their
friendship is just as strong as it ever was.

Senan wants to continue the contact between the two of them, he is feeling
something new, something he has only felt a couple of times in the past two
weeks and he wants to have time to analyze the feelings, to understand
them, and to understand why he is having them but a moment later the bell
rings for their first class and the two boys break their contact.

Although they do have some classes together throughout the day they don't
have a chance to continue their conversation from the morning. Their day is
filled with turning in homework, learning new lessons, and getting new
homework as well. By the time Senan has a chance to think more about that
morning, it is lunchtime. While they are eating he tries to bring back the
way he was feeling that morning but he finds it impossible to do so,
whatever it was that created that feeling within himself he cannot recreate
it. That disappoints him but also makes him happy as he discovers one more
piece of the puzzle, an important thing. Whatever that feeling is, he isn't
able to make it happen when he wants it, he has no control over it and that
tells him that he needs to pay attention to it the next time he notices it,
see what he is doing and who is around when he feels it. He also wonders if
the way he felt that morning was connected to how he was feeling when he
went to bed on Friday night. Then he becomes aware of Kenneth calling his
name.

"What's wrong? You seem distracted, did something happen or did someone say
something to you that I need to know about?" Kenneth asks when he is
finally able to get his attention.

"No nothing like that, I'm just trying to figure some things out. Exactly
when did things start to get so difficult?" Senan asks, trying to keep the
mood light but feeling like he is failing in that job.

Kenneth smiles as he thinks he has figured out what Senan is going
through. "Well I don't know about you but for me, life started getting
difficult over summer. I shot up about six inches in about a week, got
super clumsy, had a bunch of other weird things happen right around the
same time. Don't worry about feeling clumsy or anything, you get used to
it." Kenneth says after looking around to see who might be close enough to
overhear him. "Here isn't the best place to talk about this Senan. Tell you
what, why don't you call me tonight before bed and I'll try to help you
with whatever you're going through. Does that sound like a deal?"

"Yeah, thanks man. I'm just feeling weird and I'm trying to understand
why. Thanks for letting me talk about it." Problem solved for now the boys
concentrate on eating lunch and getting through the second half of their
day.

When it is time to go to math Senan makes sure to get there before
Quinn. "Let me see the problems you worked on yesterday." Senan says when
Quinn shows up.

"What? Why?" Quinn asks contempt in his voice for he had forgotten for a
moment the trick he had played on Senan yesterday.

"So that I can see how well you did, see if it's ready to be turned in or
not."

That is when Quinn remembers what he had done and that Senan is expecting
to see a math paper finished and ready to be turned in. "No, that's okay, I
um, I left it at home accidentally." He tells him trying to buy some time.

"Fine then. I'll check it when I come over today. I am still coming over to
help you, right?"

"Yeah, of course. I need your help getting ready for that test we have
coming up. I fail that and I'm pretty sure my wrestling is done." He says
as the two of them start to go into the classroom.

"I don't know about that. You've been doing really good these last couple
of weeks. But yeah, we'll focus on the test over the next few days, make
sure you're ready for it." Senan says trying to set the older boy's mind at
ease.

"Well even if the coach and Mr. P agree to it my dad won't. He'd be more
than happy for me to give up the one thing that I enjoy doing." At that
moment Quinn realizes who he is talking to and stops, using the excuse that
they are in class and that he needs to sit down. For the rest of the class,
Quinn doesn't look up from his desk, doesn't get his book out, or write
down the things that the teacher goes over and that he doesn't understand.

Senan is upset to see this, to him it is a return of the old Quinn and he
is scared that the other boy might be giving up on being tutored. Senan
knows that if that happens then all his plans and hopes are undone. With
great concern and trepidation, Senan gets up and follows Quinn out the door
when class ends.

When they leave the school they can see that the weather has taken an
ominous turn, dark storm clouds and a strong wind have taken over while
they were in class and Senan is glad that he remembered to bring his
jacket. While walking to Quinn's house Senan tries to bring the subject of
the test and homework back up again. "You know if you finish the rest of
Chapter Two and turn it in on test day I bet that even if you end up with a
C on the test no one at school will want to kick you off the wrestling
team. After all, that would be showing progress." Senan says, trying to
keep an upbeat attitude regarding Quinn's progress.

"Yeah, you're probably right. I just don't know if I can do that." Quinn
replies, feeling his father's criticism hitting him especially hard right
now.

Before Senan can reply to him he sees Jax and Davis running to catch up to
them and he gets scared, scared that Kenneth is right and this is the day
when it all comes crashing down on him. He starts to say something to Quinn
but before his mind can even form a thought the other two boys start making
a lot of noise which causes Quinn to turn around.

"Dammit you guys, what the hell do you think you're doing?" He asks, not
even trying to hide how irritated he is by their presence.

"We thought we were going to have some fun. You know, pick on the shrimp
like we used to do." Jax answers as he looks menacingly towards
Senan. Meanwhile, Davis has edged around behind him, ready to block off
that avenue of escape in case Senan tries to run.

"Knock it off you two. You can't mess this up for me. I told you Saturday
that I need Senan's help in passing math and we made a deal. As long as he
helps me he and his friend are both off limits." He stands there, arms
across his chest and a scowl across his face.

"Yeah, but you also told us this morning how you were fucking around with
him just yesterday so we figured that maybe the deal was off." Davis
responds.

"Yeah, and we wanted to get in on the action. Didn't want to miss any of
the fun." Jax adds as he steps closer to Senan and starts to raise his arms
as if he is going to wrap him in a bear hug or crush him, meanwhile Davis
is behind him and pushing him towards Jax.

"You were messing with me yesterday?" Senan asks, sounding upset. "So all
those questions, that time spent on the phone, you weren't serious about
any of it?"

"No, wait. Yesterday yeah, I was messing around but that was `cause I was
bored and upset and feeling...I don't know, crappy I guess. Now it's
different. Now you've..." He stops as he hears his friends laughing and he
realizes that they are laughing at him. So livid his face is flushed Quinn
turns his anger on his friends.."Knock it off! I told you I need to stay on
the wrestling team and Senan is helping me do that. I told him that you
guys wouldn't mess with him as long as he was helping me and I'm not going
to have you make a liar out of me now! Go away, leave us alone, and if you
can't do that then we can fight it out right now." He raises his fists,
ready to fight both of them if he has to. However that does not happen,
when the other boys see how serious he is they back down and with promises
to talk to each other later Davis and Jax leave them alone, running off
laughing.

Quinn looks over at Senan and can see the anger clear on his face. He sees
another emotion as well but is unable to identify it, but he knows he needs
to do some damage control fast or he is going to lose the deal he
made. "Look Senan, I get that you're angry with me and I deserve it. But I
hope you'll give me a chance to explain. Can we go to my house and talk
about this over some hot chocolate, please?"

Senan is mad, feeling as if he's been betrayed, that Quinn has been setting
him up for this moment. The more he thinks about it the more divided his
emotions are, he stands there trying to figure out what Quinn is up to. "He
promised that those two wouldn't bother me, he promised me that he'd keep
me safe from those idiots. Yet there they were, right in my face on the way
over to Quinn's place. What the hell is he up to? Is he just trying to make
me feel safe before he sets them after me? I don't understand his long game
here." None of this is said out loud, right now he is so angry and confused
that if he tries to speak he knows that he will say something that will
make things worse.

Meantime Quinn is standing there, waiting patiently with a look of anxiety
on his face. He doesn't say anythIng, doesn't make a move either towards
Senan or his home, he is trying hard to let Senan make up his mind and not
influence his decision in any way.

Finally, Senan feels that he can speak and remain in control of his
emotions. "You told me that they would leave us alone, was this alone? You
also told me that you would take this seriously, what part of that stupid
call was taking things seriously? I am so pissed right now, why should I
continue to help you?"

Quinn tries to answer but finds it difficult, his default response of
"because I told you too" won't work here. He's looking at his only hope of
being able to stay on the wrestling team getting ready to walk away and he
doesn't know how to stop it from happening. He is scared by the thought of
not wrestling and as usual whenever he is scared he turns to anger. "Fine
then!", he yells at Senan, "Go ahead, go home! Whatever, I don't even give
a damn anymore. Stay on the stupid team, don't stay on it, it's no big
deal. It's not like anyone else gives a shit anyways." Angry at himself for
being so angry Quinn abruptly stops talking and turns to go to his home.

Senan watches him for a moment wondering what the best course of action for
him is, going home, or following Quinn to his house. Finally, he realizes
that he has no way of contacting his mom, to tell her to come and pick him
up. That convinces Senan to follow Quinn and he runs to catch up to him.

Nothing more is said until they get to Quinn's house, and as they enter
Senan intends to go directly to the phone and call to be picked up early.

Quinn isn't sure why Senan followed him but he is hoping that he might get
a second chance to make things better and to explain his actions, even
though he feels that there is no good reason for what he did. As he enters
his house he takes off his shoes and heads right to the kitchen.

When Senan asks for the phone Quinn sighs, knowing that he's lost his
chance to make things better, but willing to give it one last try. "Can you
just listen for one minute? I want to explain things to you and if, when
I'm done, you still want to go home then I won't stop you."

"Alright I'll listen, but I'm still pissed. If I think you're not being
straight with me then I will call my mom and have her pick me up." Senan is
trying to get Quinn to see just how upset he is about what happened and
isn't sure if he's getting that across or not.

Senan watches as Quinn makes two mugs of hot chocolate and brings them over
with a plate of cookies. "First I want to tell you I'm sorry about
yesterday. I'd had a big argument with my dad and was pissed. I called
because when my day got ruined..." He pauses and thinks for a moment,
trying to figure out how to explain what was going through his mind. "Well,
I guess I needed to make someone else feel as shitty as I was feeling. I
knew where you were and didn't like the idea of you having fun when I
wasn't. I know that's a lousy excuse for what I did and I get that you're
mad at me. Just don't quit on me too Senan, please."

"So you don't have any work to show me, correct?"

"No, I don't. I lied to you about the whole thing." Quinn is unable to look
at Senan as he speaks these words. "I told you at the beginning that I
wouldn't lie to you and I did. I don't blame you if you want to quit, and I
won't tell Mr. P that you quit, I'll tell him I made you leave, that I gave
up not you."

Senan thinks for a moment about how others would react if they were in the
same situation, he thinks about what Kenneth would tell him to do when he
realizes what that would lead to. "I'm not quitting Quinn. I don't know,
maybe I should, some would tell me that you deserve it and maybe they're
right. You look like you expect me to quit." He stops for a moment as he
gets a flash of insight into Quinn's behavior. "It sounds like you've had
others quit on you and maybe it's been deserved in the past but I don't
think it's deserved over this. But we will be working on the papers you
claimed to be working on over the weekend, and you better make sure that
those two," he points in the vague direction of outside in the neighborhood
as he says this part, "don't come around again. Next time I really will go
home."

"So that's it? You just go on like nothing is wrong? Why would you do
that?" He can't believe that it is over that quickly and he is still
expecting some type of a negative reaction.

"No, it's not over just like that," he snaps his fingers as he says that,
"I still don't completely trust you, don't know if I ever will. But I also
think that now we're even. When all this started I broke your trust, you
asked me not to tell anyone and I did. I felt that I did for a good reason
at the time just like you did yesterday. We were able to move past that and
we'll be able to move past this as well."

The storm chose that moment to break. A bright flash of light came in
through the closed curtains, followed immediately by a loud thunderclap. As
that happens Senan watches as Quinn drops his mug on the ground and gives a
frightened cry as he claps his hands over his ears, shutting his eyes tight
as he curls up in a ball. "NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!" He repeatedly says, unable
to stop himself.

Senan squats next to him and tries to pull a hand away from his ear. He's
never seen anyone react this way to anything, much less a
thunderstorm. "Quinn, are you okay?" He asks, unsure of what else he might
be able to do.

Senan stays there squatting next to the older boy, rubbing his shoulder and
back with a hand and telling Quinn that there is nothing to be scared
of. Every time he thinks that Quinn is calm there is another flash of
lightning accompanied by more thunder and that sets Quinn off again.

Senan is not sure how long this keeps up, but he stays there, just
repeatedly rubbing his shoulder and back as he whispers calming words in
the hope of trying to calm him down, not sure if it is helping but having
no idea of what else to do. He gets a surprise when he feels Quinn's hand
on his own.

"Sorry I freaked out, thanks for helping." Quinn says as he squeezes
Senan's hand.

"What happened?" He asks as he helps the boy up. He thinks briefly about
not saying anything but he is genuinely curious and feels that he can't
just pretend that nothing happened.

"I'm scared of storms." Quinn says simply. "When I was a baby my dad left
me in the car bringing groceries in the house. There was a storm, just like
this one. My stupid father got distracted and left me in the car." He looks
at Senan with a concerned expression. "You can't tell anybody. No one knows
outside of the family, not even Jax or Davis."

"I won't say a word, I promise you. No holding it over your head or
threatening to use it against you, or anything else. We all have something
that we don't want anyone else to know about us." He hopes that Quinn
doesn't ask him what his secret is.

With that they get to work, getting Quinn ready for the test next week. The
boys have a homework pass for the week, they aren't expected to turn in any
work in math until after the test, Senan doesn't like being that far behind
in class and is planning on still doing his work when he gets home at night
but is grateful for Quinn having nothing expected from him except for
prepping for the test.

Neither one of Quinn's parents have shown up by the time that Senan's mom
is there and as the storm is still going, although not as strong, he is
concerned about leaving Quinn alone. "Are you going to be alright?" He asks
as he is getting his shoes on.

"Yeah, the worst is over, the storm is quiet enough that turning on the TV
or playing a game will distract me. Thanks again for helping me through
that." He surprises all those there when he reaches out and hugs
Senan. "See you tomorrow."

As he is saying goodbye his father walks in the door and sees his son
embracing Senan. He mutters something under his breath, all that can be
heard is "goddamn queers" and then he goes into the kitchen without
acknowledging anyone else.

Quinn apologizes for his father's behavior, Senan and his mom both say not
to worry about it and then they leave after Senan reminds him to finish the
work in the second chapter of his math book. Then Quinn goes to his room
before his father can say anything.

As promised Kenneth gets a call from Senan after dinner. After some small
talk, he finally reminds Senan that there was something the younger boy
wanted to talk about.

"I know, hold on a second while I go to my room." There is a moment of
silence and then he starts talking again. "This is hard for me to talk
about, I`ve been trying to figure this out and I just can't."

"Listen Senan, don't worry too much about it. When you start getting older
your body is going through a lot of changes. Like I said on the bus I was
super clumsy but what I didn't say then was that the worst part by far was
how parts of my body just weren't under my control anymore."

"What do you mean?" Senan interrupted.

"It was my...my penis." Kenneth is turning red and is glad that they aren't
talking in person right now, this is difficult enough over the phone he
thinks to himself. "It kept getting hard, I wasn't even thinking about
anything and all of a sudden I would have a boner. It didn't matter where I
was, in class, watching TV with my parents, it didn't matter to my dick."

Senan laughed, not out of any malice or enjoyment at his friend's
predicament but at the thought of Kenneth walking around hard all day
long. "It's not that. Well it kind of is, but that's not really a problem
for me yet. I'm not at the hard-on all day stage yet. So far it only gets
hard once in a while, or when I think about.." He catches himself before he
can make an embarrassing admission, "...stuff. My problem is a little
different. I've been getting these weird feelings in my stomach, it makes
me feel all tingly or I don't know, it's like I'm waiting for something,
you know that sense of anticipation? The problem is that I have no idea
what I'm waiting for, I don't know what to do with these feelings, I can't
make them happen when I want them to, they only seem to happen during
certain situations and I'm wondering if that is normal or not."

Kenneth waits a moment before speaking, wanting to make sure that his
friend has gotten all he wants to say off his chest before he
responds. "When it comes to changes I don't know what is normal and what is
not. Plus it's difficult because from what I've read people go through
different things at different times, there doesn't seem to be any sort of
an official guide or pattern to follow. Sorry, I'm sure that doesn't help
you. But I can tell you this, friend to friend; I get weird feelings
too. There are times when I get weird thoughts in my head and I don't
always understand them either."

"What do you do when that happens?" Senan asks, relieved to hear that his
friend understands what he is going through.

"Nothing, sometimes I can distract myself and the weird feelings will go
away on their own but sometimes I need to take a more hands on approach."

"What do you mean?" Senan asks.

"You know, I need to tug the slug, ooze my noodle, meet Patty Palmer and
her five sisters." He takes a pause as he tries to think of other
euphemisms for masturbating.

"What are you going on about? What does any of that mean?" Senan asks,
confusion quite obvious in his voice.

"Wait, you don't masturbate yet?" Kenneth is surprised when his friend says
that he never has, not even out of curiosity, and realizes that he might
now have a way to get something fun started with his friend. "Tell you what
when we get together this weekend we'll talk about this some more, but it"s
really a conversation for when we know that no parents will be around. This
is something that should definitely be a private conversation."

"Okay, in the meantime I guess what, that I just ignore it when I get that
funny feeling?"

Kenneth laughs quietly, "I know you well enough to know that you won't let
this go, you're going to keep on this all week long. Tell you what,
whatever you think you figure out, write it down and bring it with you when
you come over. We will discuss what you come up with and compare to what I
understand about it and go from there." That settled the two boys talk for
a while more, until it is time for them both to get ready for bed.

Senan goes to his room early, and sits there on his bed. He takes a pad of
paper and a pen and starts writing about what he remembers about the odd
feelings he'd been having over the past few weeks. He spends about half an
hour on his list as he tries hard to remember all he can about the times
he's gotten that funny feeling in his stomach in the past few weeks, who
was around him at that time, what he was doing, and thinking when he
noticed the feeling. When he finally gets tired he puts the paper down on
his desk and strips then climbs under the sheets. Comforted by the idea
that he was going to get some answers to his questions he quickly falls
asleep.

Kenneth goes to bed and starts thinking about what Senan had said during
the phone call. From there it was a quick trip to take the time to show his
friend how to have all sorts of fun, both solo and with each other. Soon
he's stroking himself and once again his fantasies change to the two of
them being together, stroking each other and him bending down and taking
Senan in his mouth. When he climaxes he looks at the watery cum on his
belly and runs his fingers through it, then he puts his finger in his mouth
and cleans off the juice. He gets the majority of it in his mouth, enjoying
the feel of the thin fluid that slides easily down his throat, the taste
reminding him of sweet warm soda, and decides that when he gets the chance
he will definitely taste Senan's but until then he is okay with drinking
his own. Satisfied he falls asleep.

Quinn spends the rest of the night in his room, working on the math he
needs to get finished as well as the work he needs to get done for his
other classes. When his mom comes up to his room to see what is going on he
tells her that he has a lot of homework. She offers to bring him a
sandwich, some chips, and a soda and he agrees. When it is time for him to
get ready for bed he strips down to his boxers. Lying down under his covers
his mind goes back to him and Jax and the possibility of going even further
with him next time he gets a chance. After he is done masturbating and he
is wiping the cum off his stomach he wonders what it means that he is
thinking about playing with his friend instead of thinking of being with
girls. "Could my dad be right? Maybe I am a fag." He thinks to himself. But
he decides that for now he doesn't care, now he just wants to be sexual
with someone and if that someone is Jax or a girl he will take that
opportunity. Not giving a damn what his father thinks of him he falls
asleep.

Kenneth wakes up, gets out of bed and in the shower before his mom even has
a chance to check on him. She knocks on his door as he is getting dressed
for school, she learned the dangers over the summer of opening his closed
door without giving him some warning.

"Be down in a second mom." Kenneth says as he is trying to decide what to
wear, for some reason this is more important today than it usually is. He's
pretty certain that it has to do with the conversation that he and Senan
had the night before, even though he knows that it won't be until the
weekend that he would have a chance to try and make his fantasies a
reality.

Senan rises when his father comes into his room and wakes him, getting his
day started is easier now that he's talked to his friend and knows that he
isn't the only one who gets weird thoughts every once in a while. A few
minutes later he is eating breakfast and listening to his father talk about
a new project that he is starting at work. Soon it is time for him to leave
for the bus stop, giving both his parents a kiss he grabs his backpack and
leaves the house, eager to see his friend.

Quinn had set his alarm to wake him early this morning, he hadn't gotten
the chapter finished before he had gone to bed and he is planning on
finishing it in the morning, he doesn't understand his motivation but he
feels as if he needs to prove himself. It only takes him an hour to get it
finished and then he gets ready for school.

This is why he is downstairs in the kitchen when his father comes
down. When he sees Quinn he doesn't say anything at first but after he
pours himself a cup of coffee he is awake enough to talk to his son. "My
hours have changed, I'll be home earlier in the day now. Better not have
your little faggot friend here when I get home, I can't stop you from doing
whatever, but don't let let me catch you and don't leave a mess behind when
you're done doing it." He says as he casually gets a bowl out for his
breakfast cereal.

Without saying a word Quinn rises and takes off, grabbing his backpack as
he goes out the door. He left without getting breakfast or his jacket and
he can instantly feel the lack of jacket as the cold from the lingering
storm cuts right through him. He briefly considers going back inside but he
just can't deal with his father this early in the morning and instead he
heads off to Davis' house as he lives down the street.

Knocking on the door he shivers in the cold air waiting for it to
open. When it does his friend scowls at him but lets him in. "I oughta keep
your ass waiting outside in the cold man, but my mom would kill me. What
are you doing here this early?" He asks as Quinn follows him into the
kitchen.

Grabbing a bagel and putting in the toaster, Quinn answers his
question. "My dad started busting my balls so I split. Listen, you need to
understand how important it is for me to be able to stay on the wrestling
team. If I lose that then I lose everything. I'll do whatever I need to
stay on the team. Even learn stupid Algebra."

"I get what you're saying man, but I don't think you did right by Jax and
me. You treated us like shit and that was not cool. I don't want a repeat
of it."

"Neither do I, so when I'm with Senan you need to leave him alone. If he
bails on me then wrestling is over."

 "Okay, but that's only when he's with you right? If I find him by himself
somewhere he's fair game?" Davis is grabbing his backpack as he asks this
question.

"Yeah, sure, whatever. By the way I left so fast I forgot my jacket, can I
borrow one of yours?"

Davis loans him a jacket and the two head down the street to school,
picking up Jax as they do. Once again Quinn is forced to explain himself
and the situation he is in, but by the time they reach the school he's got
his friends agreeing to respect the deal he made with Senan.

Kenneth boards the bus and sees Senan sitting there with a large smile on
his face, when he sits down. As soon as he gets comfortable Senan starts
talking to him.

"Hey Kenneth, there's a question I forgot to ask you last night when we
were talking"

"Senan, I told you it's better to talk about that when we're alone. Can't
it wait until the weekend?" Kenneth is keeping his voice down just in case
anyone is trying to listen to them and figure out what they are talking
about.

"Actually you only said not to talk about it when our parents aren't around
but that's not what I want to ask about."

"Oh, okay, what do you need to ask?"

"Well, as you're probably aware Halloween is coming up soon and I'm
wondering if you still go trick-or-treating once you're in Middle School."

Kenneth is surprised by this but then he remembers that Senan is younger
than others in his grade. While he'd celebrated at the same age, he was
still in grade school when it okay to go out and trick-or-treat. "I get
that this will probably be a disappointment to you but most don't once they
get out of Elementary School. I know you kinda got gypped out of it on
account of skipping a grade, but there's still parties and the school is
going to have a dance, maybe that would be okay?"

Senan can't mask his disappointment even though he tries. "Yeah I guess,
but I really wish I could go and get candy one last time. I had a really
cool idea for a costume." Knowing his friend is feeling upset Kenneth does
his best to distract him and before they know it they are at school and
getting ready to start their day.

As usual they have a few minutes before they need to be at their first
class and Senan debates on whether or not to tell Kenneth about what
happened on the way to Quinn's house yesterday, ultimately he decides not
to because he knows how Kenneth would react and he feels that the matter
has already been resolved therefore there is no reason to upset his friend.

The day goes along smoothly and it isn't until after math that anything out
of the ordinary happens. As Senan is getting his Math book in his backpack
Quinn comes up to him. This surprises him as he doesn't do this, in fact
this is the first time that Quinn has approached him when there are still
other students in the class.

"Senan, I'd like to make a small change in our arrangement, if you don't
mind." Quinn says looking around nervously.

Senan stops what he is doing and looks at Quinn, the memory of yesterday
fresh in his mind and he is wondering if he should have mentioned something
to Kenneth after all. "What is it?" He asks, ready to hear some bad news.

"I'd like to change where we do the work at. It's not going to work at my
house anymore. I was hoping that we could move it to your house instead."

Senan lets out a lungful of air that he hadn't been aware he was holding
onto. "Sure, I don't think that will be a problem. Just follow me to the
bus and we'll be there in about twenty minutes or so. I've got to warn you
though, Kenneth rides the same bus and he's not a big fan of yours. He's
not going to cause any trouble or anything, most likely he'll just ignore
you, but I figured you better know he'll be there."

"Thanks for telling me, I guess I can't really blame him for not liking me,
can I?" With that they head toward the bus pick-up area and board when it
is time to do so. Quinn sees Kenneth keep his distance as they wait for the
bus so when he climbs on he sits behind Senan instead of next to
him. "Don't want him to think I`m taking his seat." He says when Senan
gives him an odd look.

Kenneth does indeed give him a look as he sits next to his friend but,
other than sitting sideways on the bench, so he can keep an eye on Quinn,
he ignores the other boy. Instead he and Senan talk about their day and
tell jokes that only middle schoolers find funny. He tells Senan to call
him later that night, when he gets off the bus.

Quinn moves up next to Senan as the other boy informs him that they are
getting off at the next stop. At first there is awkward silence as Quinn
has no idea how to make small talk, but Senan starts asking him about the
other classes he's in and the awkwardness goes away. In just a few minutes
it is time for them to get off the bus and from there it is a short walk to
Senan's home.

Once inside he takes the time to introduce Quinn to his mom and then asks
if they have any hot chocolate, "We always have some before we start
working, that and a couple of cookies." He explains to his mom.

"Sure we do, hold on and I'll make you boys some." She responds. Curious as
to why things have changed she calls Senan into the kitchen to ask
him. "What's going on? I thought you were working at his house?"

"I know and I'm sorry to spring this on you with no notice but that's how
it was sprung on me too. Quinn came up to me after class, asking me if it
would be okay to work here from now on. It's not any trouble is it? If it
is, let me know and we'll figure something else out from now on."

"Trouble? No, it's no trouble I was just surprised is all. Now here, you
take the two mugs and I'll bring in the cookies." She says as she hands in
the mugs of hot chocolate.

After their snack Senan gives him a quick tour of the house, ending in his
room so they can do their work undisturbed. Senan is surprised to see how
much more calm Quinn is and how much easier it is for him to understand
what he is explaining to him.

After getting a particularly difficult Algebra rule explained to him Quinn
puts his pencil down and slumps in his chair. "Guess I owe you an
explanation. It's my dad, his work schedule has changed and now he's home
earlier in the day. He's a fucking asshole who talks stupid and there's no
reason that you need to deal with him."

Senan is shocked, there is no way he would talk about his father like that,
even if he did feel that way about him. Senan doesn't hear that type of
language around his house, not even from his parents, and his first
instinct is to make sure that there is no one outside his room to overhear
it.

"You don't need to explain anything to me. I don't care where the work gets
done, as long as it does. If we needed to we could meet anywhere as long as
I can help you."

"That's not true," Quinn says, "we need to meet somewhere we can have hot
chocolate and cookies." They both laugh and then turn back to helping Quinn
prepare for the test.

The boys get involved in the studying and lose track of time, it isn't
until Senan's father comes in to say hello that they realize how much time
has passed. "Oh, shoot!" Quinn exclaims, "I never told my mom where I'd
be. Can I borrow your phone and ask her if she can come and pick me up?"

Taking Quinn to the kitchen where the phone is Senan explains to his mom
what is going on and asks if it's okay for Quinn to borrow the phone.

`Have you forgotten that I have his number? I've already called and
explained where you boys are. In fact your mom said it would be okay if you
wanted to stay for dinner, we're having spaghetti if you're interested."
She looks at him, waiting for a response.

"Um, yeah, I guess, I mean if it's not a problem." Quinn has no idea what
he has stumbled into, this family is so different from his own, he feels
like he's on a different planet.

"Well there's still half an hour before dinner is going to be ready, if you
boys are done studying why don't you play a game?" They go into the family
room and set up the video game system for a two-player cooperative
game. Soon they are being told to wash for dinner and find themselves
seated next to each other at the table.

Once again Quinn finds himself off his game as Senan's father starts asking
him questions about the classes he's taking, which ones are his favorite,
what else he likes to do. For his part Quinn does answer the questions and
after a few minutes he starts to understand that the questions are being
asked out of genuine curiosity, not looking for an opportunity to put him
down or make him feel stupid. After dinner Senan's father offers to drive
Quinn home, saying that it isn't a problem as he needs to make a trip to
the store and his house is on the way.

After returning with his dad Senan calls Kenneth. "What was that about?"
Kenneth asks when he picks up the phone. "Why did he come home with you?
What is he up to?" The questions come so fast that Senan has no chance to
answer them until Kenneth stops to take a breath.

"I don't know, he said that he'd rather do the work at my house from now
on." He's guarded about what he's going to tell Kenneth, Quinn didn't say
not to tell anyone about his reasons but Senan feels certain that the
reasons are personal and he'd be upset if anyone found out why. "You saw
how he was on the bus, I'm pretty sure he's not trying to come between our
friendship or anything. We still have plans for this weekend right?" Senan
gets nervous that their plans might have changed now that he is tutoring
Quinn at his house.

"Nothing's changed, we're still getting together this weekend. There's a
lot we need to talk about, as well as some things I want to show you, and
I'm looking forward to it. We still need to come up with a place where we
can have some privacy. Have you thought of anywhere?"

"No, well yes, but it will depend on the weather, if it's raining then I
have no idea, but if the weather is nice then I might have come up with a
place."

The boys talk some more and no matter how hard Senan tries Kenneth won't
give him any hints as to what he wants to talk about or show him, soon it's
time for them to get ready for bed, and they say good night to each other.

Senan goes to bed curious as to what his friend wants to talk about, laying
down he notices that the sheets on his bed have been changed and while he
was enjoying the feel of the smooth sheets he notices that he is hard
again. He gets up and writes it down in his notepad and by the time that
he's finished he's hard no longer.

As Kenneth is brushing his teeth before going to bed he realizes that he is
hard, in fact he's been that way since talking to Senan and thinking about
the things he has planned with his friend for the coming weekend. As he
finishes one nightly ritual, saying goodnight to his parents, brushing his
teeth, Kenneth starts another nightly ritual without even being aware of
it. He gets into bed and, thinking about his friend, he starts
masturbating. When he cums he uses his fingers to scoop up what is, in his
fantasy, Senan's cum, he isn't sure if his friend is developed enough to
actually produce any fluid or not but Kenneth knows that if it's possible
then he wants to taste it. After he has scooped up all he can he then falls
into a contented sleep.

When Quinn gets home he starts to head directly up to his room, hoping to
get there before he encounters his father. He doesn't even get halfway up
the stairs before he hears his name being called. Fortunately for Quinn
it's his mother not his father, after a few minutes of talking to her,
telling her about his day, studying for the test and playing video games,
he heads up to his room spending the rest of the night on the phone talking
to Davis. Listening as his friend talks about the things he'd like to do if
he ever found Senan without Kenneth around. At first Quinn is just
listening and giving some half-hearted replies but after a while he gets
more involved in the conversation, even offering a few suggestions, and
before he knows it his mom is telling him it's time for him to go to
bed. He has a difficult time falling asleep, he keeps thinking about what
it was like over at Senan's house, how his father asked questions of him
and seemed genuinely interested in his answers. He thinks the experience is
odd and he doesn't know what to make of it, but he's fairly certain that he
wouldn't mind experiencing it again.

The rest of the week goes along just like the first part does. Everyday
Quinn comes over to study for the math test, sometimes he stays for dinner,
sometimes he doesn't. Mostly he finds ways to avoid his father and during
that week he finds to his surprise that he really likes Senan's dad and the
questions he asks. One thing that he has noticed is that the conversation
at dinner is not just the domain of the adults but includes them
all. Questions are asked and answers are listened to and differences of
opinion are respected instead of a cause to put someone down or ridicule
them. Quinn wonders why his family can't be like that.

Saturday comes and Senan wakes up, excited for his day to start. This is
the day that he and Kenneth are to get together and he can't wait, the
weather is nice and he knows of a place in the park that is isolated and
should give them plenty of privacy for whatever it is that Kenneth wants to
talk about. Going to the kitchen Senan is planning on grabbing something he
can eat quickly, preferably on the way to Kenneth's place but his mom is
making his favorite, french toast. Knowing he can't pass up his favorite
Senan sits with his parents and as they eat he talks about his plans to go
to the park and that he isn't sure what else Kenneth has planned.

When he finally arrives at his friend's house he finds Kenneth just as
excited for their get together as he is. Before he can go Kenneth has a few
chores around the house to do first. To speed up the work Senan volunteers
to help him and soon they are able to take off on their bikes.

"Where were you thinking of Senan?" Kenneth asks once they are at the park.

"Follow me, there's a small clearing just past the basketball courts, close
to the river." Senan explains. He leads Kenneth off the main bike path and
as they go past the basketball courts they see some classmates from school
and stop for a few moments to talk to them.

Kenneth is getting antsy and wants to take off, he is hoping that he will
finally be able to do the things that he has only fantasized about and is
anxious to have a chance to bring some of his fantasies to life.

For his part Senan has no idea what Kenneth's plans are and so he doesn't
understand why his friend is so impatient to get going. Finally he is
talked into taking off and soon the boys are far enough away from the
picnic area that they are effectively alone.

The clearing that Senan goes to is close enough to the river that they can
hear it flow by but far enough away that they can't see it. It is a small
clearing, surrounded by bushes thick enough that they can't be seen through
and under a tree so there is shade above them, all in all it is a
comfortable area and plenty large enough to move around easily.

"So what is it you wanted to talk about?" Senan asks as he flops down on
the ground.

"First I want to know what you've been able to figure out on your own."
Kenneth replies as he sits next to Senan.

"Well I'm not really sure, I know that sometimes I have these weird
feelings. I don't know where or why I get them. It feels like something in
my stomach is squirming around. I know that this doesn't make a lot of
sense but it doesn't really make sense to me either."

"Do you get that feeling at a certain part of the day? Or maybe when you're
doing something special?" Kenneth is trying to find out just what Senan
knows or understands about growing, puberty and the changes that it seems
he is starting to go through but he is trying to do so without saying
anything to give away what he is looking for, he wants Senan's honest
response not Senan trying to guess what Kenneth wants to hear.

"No, well maybe. It's not really something I'm doing it's more something
I'm thinking about." Senan says, starting to get embarrassed about where he
thinks this conversation is heading and keeping his eyes focused on the
dirt in front of him.

"Senan, look at me." Kenneth says as he puts his hand on Senan's chin and
lifts up so they could look each other in their eyes. "Whatever you might
tell me I promise you that you aren't the only one who has felt that
way. Also, remember I'm your friend, nothing you tell me will change that
so don't be afraid to say what is on your mind. I promise, no judgement
from me."

Senan looks at his friend and knows that he can trust him, that he can tell
him anything and he won't lose him as a friend. But this is a big leap,
admitting to feelings that he can barely understand himself.

"Well whenever I think about a person I know is when I get those feelings,
it's this nervous feeling, but a good nervous, like Christmas nervous if
that makes any sense. Don't ask me who I think about when that feeling hits
me, I can't tell you that." Senan is feeling on edge right now, his biggest
secret is close to being exposed because he knows that if Kenneth were to
ask him who he thinks about he would tell him and he is desperately trying
not to do that.

"Fine, I won't ask, but I hope that someday you'll feel comfortable enough
to tell me."

Senan sighs in relief, and a couple of tears slide down his cheek. Kenneth
rubs his thumb over them and then wipes his finger on his shirt. "Tell me
what you do to get rid of these funny feelings." Kenneth prompts him to
continue.

He is confused by the question and the look he gives Kenneth tells him that
Senan has no idea what he is talking about. "What do you mean? I don't do
anything. Well actually I guess I do now that I think about it. I play
video games or I watch TV. But usually the feeling eventually goes away on
its own."

"Eventually, but in the meantime it drives you crazy doesn't it?"

"Yeah, those feelings just keep building up until I feel like I'm going to
burst."

Kenneth smiles at his friend, finally he is able to get to what he came
here for."What if I told you that there is a way to end that feeling? Would
you like to learn how to do that?" He looks at his friend and realizes that
his dick is harder than it has ever been, the excitement and anticipation
is driving him crazy. "Do you trust me?" Kenneth asks his friend.

"Yeah, of course. If I didn't then I sure wouldn't have told you any of
that stuff." Senan replies.

"Okay then, just keep trusting me. I'm going to ask you to do something
that might sound really weird, but trust me, in the end it'll be one of the
best things ever." With that he stands up in the clearing, looking down at
his pants as he wonders if Senan can see his hard on. "Stand up with me."
He says as he puts his hand on his zipper, giving his erection a squeeze as
he does so.

Once Senan stands up he continues his instructions, leading by example the
entire way.. "Next you need to unzip your pants."

"I can't do that! Why would you ask me to do that?!" Senan says in surprise
as he looks around to make sure no one can see or hear them.

"Sure you can, and once you do let them drop to the ground. There is a
really good reason for it, remember you said that you trust me. Just do
what I do." Kenneth is now standing there with his pants pooled around his
ankles on the ground, his erection quite evident in his briefs.

Senan looks at his friend and notices that the funny feeling has
returned. "I'm embarrassed. You're so much bigger than I am. I don't want
you to laugh at me." Even though his pants are still up and nothing is
showing he is holding his hands in front of his crotch.

Kenneth wants to laugh but knows better. "What, you think I was always this
size? No, I just started growing right before school started. Before that I
had the dick of a ten year old. Come on, you said that you trusted me. I
promise I won't make fun of you."

Senan stands there for a moment and thinks about it, then he realizes that
his friend is trustworthy and he slowly lowers his zipper, in the stillness
of the moment Kenneth hears as the metal rasps against metal, the sound a
song of joy to him as he knows that soon he will see that which he has
wanted to see for several days now. Senan doesn't just let his pants drop
like Kenneth did though, he needs to have more control over what is
happening than that. Instead he puts his hands on his pants and slowly
brings them down. Exposing the white trim of his underwear with the name
Hanes written across the top band.

As Kenneth watches the pants lower further he can see the grey briefs
covering Senan and is surprised that there is no sign of an erection there
at all, meanwhile his dick is harder than it has ever been and he can't
wait for the rest of Senan to come into view.

It doesn't take long as the boy continues to lower his jeans, next exposing
his pale thighs and then Senan lets them go. His jeans drop to his ankles
with an audible flumph as they pool around his ankles, covering his socks
and shoes as they do so, but that is not where Kenneth is looking.

Kenneth swallows audibly as he looks at Senan, he isn't seeing too much
that he hasn't seen before, they've worn shorts and even gone swimming
together before, but this time something is different, Kenneth realizes
that part of it is the situation. Standing there looking at each other
exposed as they are in a place where they should not be exposed brings a
level of excitement to what they are doing, at least it does for
Kenneth. Another thing that is different is that for the first time he is
able to truly look at his friend. To openly gaze at the white thighs,
smooth and hairless. Kenneth doesn't understand the why of his enjoyment
but he does know that this is a sight he will never grow tired of looking
at. Right now it is all he can do to stop himself from walking over to his
friend and pull his underwear down himself.

"All right, next we're going to lower our underwear. Don't worry about
being a different size than me or anything else. Remember you're younger
than I am and haven't had as long a time to develop and I was just as small
not that long ago."

Kenneth puts his hands on his own pair of Under Armour, the red cloth a
contrast against his own pale skin. Then Senan follows suit and they both
stand there looking at each other. "Okay, on the count of three. Ready,
one...two...three." Two pairs of hands start to lower their underwear, both
boys going slower, Kenneth out of respect for his friend and Senan because
he is nervous. Both boys are staring at each other and as Kenneth lowers
his underwear he needs to pull the waistband out to free his trapped boner,
once he does it snaps up to his belly and there is a smack as it pops up
against his stomach.

Senan gasps when he sees his friend's erection and stops for a moment as he
is taken in by what he sees; Kenneth's dick, not real big but bigger by far
than his own. In just a moment he remembers what he is supposed to be doing
and continues to pull his own briefs down as well.

Kenneth is watching as the underwear goes lower and lower, as Senan exposes
the strip of skin right above his dick. He is surprised to see no sign of
hair on his body at all, but he's even more surprised, as Senan continues
to lower his underwear, to see that he is not hard. As he looks at his
friend he sees a small tube, about two, maybe two and a half, inches in
length and circumcised, lying softly across a pair of small, hairless balls
that haven't started to drop yet.

"You're really big." Senan makes the observation as he is pointing to
Kenneth's erection. "But I thought when you get big you also start growing
hair."

"There's some there, you have to come close to see it. Would you like to?"
He asks as he bends his dick to point towards Senan, showing him the base
where there is a light dusting of fine blonde hairs.

"You don't mind?" Senan asks as he starts to shuffle over, hampered
somewhat by his clothes pooled around his ankles.

He gets down close in front of his friend and takes a good look. Kenneth
takes his other hand and runs it around the base of his dick, grabbing a
few light colored hairs and pulling them tight so that Senan can see them
easily. "There, can you see them better now?" Kenneth asks as he can feel
Senan's breath on his cock.

Senan reaches out to feel the soft hairs with his own fingers. "They feel
so soft, woah, look at your dick pulsing. Why is it doing that?" He asks as
he watches Kenneth's dick bounce in rhythm to his heartbeat and then he
pokes at it with his finger.

"That's because you're breathing on it, makes me even more horny."

"Horny? What's that?" Senan is taking it all in, everything that his friend
is willing to teach him, he wants to learn.

"It's another term for that funny feeling you were talking about
earlier. Now are you ready for the next lesson?"

Senan nods his head, happy to finally have a name for the feelings he's
been experiencing lately.

"First you need to get hard, like me." Kenneth says, eager to take his dick
in his hand but not wanting to start until Senan is ready.

"How do I do that? It's gotten hard before but always on it's own, I've
never made it hard."

"Well if it isn't hard by all this there's only one thing I can think of,
we need to get it hard. Put your hand on it like this." Kenneth says and he
wraps his fist around his own dick.

Senan grabs his soft dick and holds it like he's going to pee. "Like this?"

`No, here let me help." He reaches out, he takes the dick in his own hand
but he reminds himself he is there to teach, and if everything goes the way
he hopes it will he'll be holding Senan's dick soon enough. So he lets go
and Instead he takes Senan's hand in his and shows him how to hold himself,
he doesn't wrap the whole hand around the soft shaft as he is so small,
instead he places Senan's index and middle finger on one side of the shaft
and his thumb on the other side, then he uses his hand on top of Senan's to
start rubbing him, moving his hand in an up and down motion on the
shaft. "Now you continue to move your hand up and down, squeezing just a
little bit but not enough to hurt. It shouldn't take long before you get
hard. You won't get as big as me but you will get bigger than you are
now. Oh, and for some people, it sticks up like mine does and for others it
sticks out, pointing away from your body."

Kenneth watches, enjoying being able to teach his friend all the fun new
things he can do with his body, he's afraid to touch himself as he knows
that as excited as he is he will come fast and he wants this to last as
long as possible.

"Nothings happening," Senan says as he'd been rubbing himself for about a
minute and he is still as soft as he was when he started. "Maybe I'm
broken."

Kenneth does laugh at that statement and then he thinks for a moment trying
to figure out what might be wrong. Then he figures it out. "Hold on, I know
what's wrong, you're dry. Circumcised guys like us usually do better with
something to make us more slippery. Unfortunately, I didn't think about
bringing any lotion, but I have an idea that should work." He kneels in
front of Senan and is tempted to just take him in his mouth, to get him all
wet by using his tongue on the shaft, plunging his mouth down and sucking
for all he's worth. He doesn't want to scare his friend off though so he
does the next best thing, he licks his hand, gets his fingers and palm wet,
and then wraps his hand around Senan's dick, slowly stroking the shaft and
rubbing his thumb across the slit like he enjoys, taking his slick fingers
and rubbing them on the hairless skin of Senan's bald groin as he uses his
palm to trap Senan's slowly plumping dick against him. Taking his other
hand, he wets tt like he did the first and starts rubbing Senan's balls
enjoying the smooth skin of the hairless and wrinkleless bag across his
fingers, soon Senan's dick is glistening and growing.

"There you go, try that now." Kenneth says, looking at Senan's dick seeing
it sticking out from his body and has grown about another inch or so. With
a sigh and a sad look and a comment of how good it felt to have his friend
touching him Senan takes his own dick in his hand and starts to rub it as
Kenneth did.

The smile on his face tells Kenneth that Senan is enjoying the
feelings. "Okay, one last thing to do, kneel down on your knees, like I
am." Kenneth is already on his knees and has been since he started helping
Senan get hard, now he just leans back a little so that Senan can see
everything with an unobstructed view.

"What? Why?" Senan continues to rub himself as he waits for the answer.

"Because in a little bit you are going to feel something so intense it'll
knock you on your butt, this way you won't fall over."

Senan does as advised and continues to rub his dick, looking at Kenneth as
he does so. He is fascinated by both the size of his dick and that he has
some hair as well. "Hey Kenneth, don't get upset but can I feel your hair
again?"

Kenneth says yes and scoots over enough so that Senan can rub him. As he
does so Kenneth stops jacking off as he feels close to cuming and he
doesn't want to yet. Then Kenneth reaches out with his fingers and starts
touching Senan, enjoying once again the feeling of the smooth hairless skin
of his groin. Then he drops his hand to Senan's balls and rubs the small
sack with one hand, the sack is not as large as his own but Senan hasn't
started puberty yet so that doesn't surprise him, it also doesn't bother
him as he loves the sensation of holding Senan's smooth hairless balls in
his hand.

A moment later and Senan takes his hand off of Kenneth's dick, and pushes
Kenneth's hand away from his groin. "No more, I've got to stop." He says
urgently, and he scoots away a little bit.

"What's wrong?" Kenneth asks, the concern quite evident in his
voice. Kenneth is afraid that he pushed things too far and that he's scared
his friend.

"Nothing, I feel like I need to pee and I didn't want to pee on your hand."
He says as his hand starts to stray back to his own dick again.

"You aren't going to pee. You're about to get rid of that tingly feeling we
talked about earlier." Kenneth explains to him. "Now if you want you can
continue on your own or I can keep doing that for you, show you how to make
it feel really good."

Senan turns back to his friend, his hard-on pointing right at him. "Why
don't you finish me, then next time I'll know just what to do." He says as
he moves back closer to his friend.

Kenneth reaches out and holds onto his friend's dick once again, enjoying
the feel of the spongy yet hard piece of flesh, and starts to stroke him
and thrilled that he said "next time". As he notices his friend increases
his breathing he speeds up the motion with one hand on his shaft and the
other hand rubbing his balls again Kenneth smiles as he hears his friend
cry out in ecstasy once his orgasm takes over. Kenneth watches Senan's dick
as it throbs in his hand, the slit opening and closing in a vain attempt to
release some fluid that it isn't producing yet.

Senan leans against his friend as his body recovers and his breathing
slowly returns to normal. "Damn that felt good, and you're right it does
get rid of that tingly feeling." Then he looks at Kenneth's dick and sees
that he's still hard. "What about you? You look like you still need to get
rid of your tingles. Would you like me to do that since you helped me?"
With that he reaches out and wraps his fingers around Kenneth's shaft,
noticing as he does that it is not just longer than his but also a little
thicker.

"Hold it just a little tighter," Kenneth instructs him, "and rub the tip
with your thumb when you're at the top of my shaft. Oh damn, that feels so
good. In just a minute I'm going to show you something that you'll do when
you get a little older, just keep watching my dick and don't stop rubbing
it until I tell you." With that Kenneth lets the feelings take over and in
less than a minute he feels the cum working its way up his shaft. He wants
to warn Senan to move to the side, but it happens so quickly that he
doesn't get a chance to say anything. As a result, he watches as the first
shot of his cum sprays out of his dick and a light mist of his fluid lands
on Senan's arm, surprised Senan jerks his arm back which gets the next two
shots to land on his crotch, the first right next to his still hard dick
and the second on his balls.

"Is that the stuff they talked about in health class? The stuff that makes
babies possible?" Senan asks as he looks at the thin clear liquid running
off his groin and making a small puddle on the ground.

"Yeah, well sorta. I don't think I'm old enough yet to actually have the
baby-making stuff, but that is the juice that carries it, it's called cum
by the way. It's spelled c-u-m." He watches as it drips off Senan's
hairless groin, sad that he doesn't get a chance to eat it, especially sad
that he doesn't get a chance to lick it off of Senan. Then he notices the
first shot that landed on his arm and without saying a thing he grabs
Senan's arm and puts his mouth over the cooling liquid and laps it up with
his tongue.

"Why'd you do that?" Senan asks, the feel of Kenneth's lips and tongue on
his body starting the tingles once again.

"Because it tastes pretty good. A little sweet, like drinking a warm can of
Sprite. Well not as bubbly of course but that's what it reminds me
of. Would you like to try some next time?" Kenneth is already thinking of
how to step up their activities and hoping it will happen soon, his dick
stays hard at the thought of them doing more.

Senan looks at Kenneth's dick and then down at his own, realizing that they
both stayed hard. "Why is it still hard? Is it going to stay that way now?"

"No, if we leave our dicks alone they will soften and go back to
normal. But there's also no point in letting a good hard-on go to waste. If
you want we can do this again."

The thought of them doing this again excites him and starts the tingling
sensation again. "Can we do it now? I'm already feeling the tingles again."
He asks as he wraps his fingers around his own dick and starts the same
stroking motion that Kenneth had just done to him.

"Yeah sure, when I first learned about this I got horny a lot too. I was
constantly running to the bathroom when I was trying to watch TV with mom
and dad." He smiles at the memory of his mom asking if he was feeling okay
and suggesting that maybe he needed to see a doctor.

Pushing the memory aside he scoots next to Senan so that their knees are
touching, the skin to skin contact exciting him even more.

"Oh God, Kenneth, here comes that feeling again!" Senan is focused only on
his pleasure and isn't aware of the effect his voice and actions are having
on his friend. When the peak hits and his shaft starts to spasm Senan leans
over against Kenneth, putting his weight on Kenneth's chest as he groans
loudly.

Kenneth wraps his other arm around his friend offering support but also
taking the opportunity to feel his bare skin with his fingers, rubbing them
across his waist, and running them down towards his balls.

"Okay, here it comes again, watch closely!" He says to his friend as he
once again feels the pressure building up from his stroking.

Senan puts a hand in front of Kenneth's dick, fingers brushing the
head. "To catch your juice when it comes out." He explains when Kenneth
gives him a curious look.

A moment later and Kenneth's climax hits, the clear fluid leaping a few
inches in the air before landing in Senan's hand. They both watch as
Kenneth continues to rub himself and manages to coax a little bit more out,
the last just dribbling out over his head and down his shaft coating his
fingers. Instantly he puts his fingers in his mouth, using his tongue to
clean them. "Try it". He says.

Senan brings his hand up to his mouth and doesn't even hesitate, So far
Kenneth hasn't steered him wrong and if he says the juice tastes good then
he trusts him. Senan laps up the cum and smiles at Kenneth. "You're right,
this does taste good. I can't wait to start making some so I can taste it
too". Then he takes a glance at his watch. "Oh crap! How long did you tell
your folks we'd be gone?"

"About an hour or so. Why, how long has it been?"

"Almost two hours, we'd better get going or your folks won't let us go
anywhere tomorrow," Senan says as he stands up and starts pulling up his
pants.

Kenneth joins him and in five short minutes, the boys start to go back to
Kenneth's house, playing video games and sharing secret smiles for the rest
of the day.

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