Date: Fri, 22 Jan 2021 04:22:24 +0100 (CET)
From: iluvbowlcuts@tutanota.com
Subject: The Artist's lover - part 3

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Main character : Sacha, son of the artist
Secondary character : Nico, the guest

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The Artist's lover - by BC

The following morning, I was taken out of my dream by the bangs on the wall
and the sounds of my father letting out cries of pleasure. They were at it
again, I thought, but now wishing it was me who was being drilled right now
instead. I listened to the noise they were making, slowly stroking my dick,
until my mom showed up in my doorway, smiling at me as I was jerking my
penis under my covers. I stopped immediately, feeling a bit ashamed.

"Get up Sacha, breakfast is ready. You have school today," she said before
disappearing.

Oh right, I thought. I got up and dressed, had breakfast with the sound of
my father moaning and being fucked and left for school.

It was strange to be back in school, it almost felt like more time had
actually passed since I was last here, but it was last Friday, so this was
silly. I managed to find my friend Yuri who was with his little brother
Anton before classes started and hung out with them.

"You look tired this morning" Yuri said.

"Yeah, I helped my dad with his project yesterday and went to bed late," I
answered.

"Well, if it makes you feel any better, yesterday I spent the day boiling
tomatoes and crushing them to put them in cans. My hands have blisters,"
Yuri said.

"Yeah, that took forever," Anton added, his high little voice contrasting
with his brother deeper one. "What did you have to do Sacha?"

"Erm..." I hesitated. "Me and this other kid had to pose and help my father
for a painting project."

"Huh? Hey, why didn't you ask me, you know I really need to find some
work," Anton said, pouting.

At barely twelve years old, it was harder for him to find a job, the older
boys being preferred to work in the fields. But I'm sure father would have
approved of him, given his looks. He was an extremely cute kid, short for
his age, with sandy blond hair, blue eyes and a cute little face.

"Father didn't ask me to find him anyone, he had already selected someone
to be his subject. I was only asked to be part of it as an afterthought I
think," I explained.

"Oh, well, tell him I'm available. I almost have enough to buy a soccer
ball," Anton said, smiling at the thought.

"Anton, you know we should use the money for more important things," Yuri
said.

"I know... but I really want one," Anton said, looking dejected.

I kind of felt bad for him, the poor kid really never had the chance to get
anything he really wanted.

"Tell you what, I'll see what I can do," I said, smiling at him.

He rewarded me with the cutest smile, his blue eyes sparkling.

We heard the bell ring and started walking toward our classes.

When I arrived home late that afternoon, the house was quiet.

"Hello?"

I went to the backyard to see my mother hanging bed sheets to dry.

"Hi mom," I said, startling her.

"Oh, hi sweetie," she answered, continuing her task.

I walked to the workshop and to my surprise, found Nico painting on my
father's work.

"What... are you doing? My father will be furious!" I said, my heart
suddenly beating fast.

"Huh? No, he asked me to work on it," he answered, frowning.

I got closer and looked at the painting. It represented the scene where
both Nico and I were sitting on the steps of a large stone pool. I was
mesmerized at how real it looked. The colors, the light, me and Nico, our
young hairless teen bodies on display, they all felt alive.

"Wow," I whispered.

Nico was adding touches to the water, making it look reflective and
transparent.

"How... I... didn't you know you could paint," I said.

"Why did you think your father chose me to come here?"

"Your dashing good looks? Hehe," I said, grinning.

He smiled back, looking a bit annoyed.

"Shut up. Well, maybe partly, hehe. But is he the kind of man who would let
just anyone work on his paintings?" Nico asked.

He had a point, father would not let anyone touch his work, ever. Yet here
was Nico doing the finishing touches on one of his painting.

"So... you're a painter too?" I asked.

"Yes, I'm actually your father's apprentice. I still have much to
learn. I've mastered drawing and painting is still recent for me. I was
working with another master before your father, but he was not as good. He
lacked the skill your father has with light, shadow and his incredible
skill to make everything so life-like," Nico said, sounding
enthusiastic. "I've mastered drawing before I moved to painting. This is
much harder."

"Really?"

"Yeah, here, let me show you what I can do," Nico said, smiling widely.

He grabbed a large purple sketchbook on the table and a pencil.

"Sit," he said, pointing to the stool next to him.

I sat down and looked at him, curious. He looked at me for a good minute
before his eyes switched over to the sketchbook and he started to
draw. Long lines at first, looking at me every second or so, then smaller
lines. I waited patiently, watching him work, not being able to see what he
was drawing, but fascinated by his concentration. Why didn't he tell me
about this before?

A while later we heard the door to the workshop open and my father stepped
in with a package. He came next to us, depositing his package on the table
and turned toward the painting, watching it intensely for a good five
minutes.

"Good work Nico," he said.

"Thanks, I'm letting it dry before working on the water some more. I don't
think I get it right just yet, transparency is tricky."

"Yes, I'll show you once it's dry, after dinner," father said, his eyes not
leaving the painting.

"In the meantime I thought it would be good not to get rusty at drawing and
use your son as a subject," Nico said.

My father looked at what Nico was drawing and then at me.

"Yes, keep working then," he said, turning around and opening his package.

I was dying to see how Nico was drawing me but simply kept posing, looking
at what my father was doing. He retrieved a big envelope from the package
and pulled out a pile of large pictures. From my vantage point, I could see
they were the ones he took yesterday. He spent a long time going through
all of them, seemingly trying to see every little detail I assumed. I was
wondering what he saw in them, was he figuring out what to paint next and
how? I had sadly not inherited my father's skills but really wish I had at
this moment.

After what felt like forever, Nico finally said:

"Alright, I think it's good enough. I could still work on it to make it
look better, but at this point you're probably tired of sitting on that
wooden stool, hehe"

He handed me the purple sketchbook and I audibly gasped when I recognized
myself on the paper. This was not the work of a mere neophyte, this was
amazing. The detail was incredible, photo-realistic, and he did that with a
pencil!?

"Wow, Nico this is amazing," I said, impressed.

"May I see?" father asked, holding his hand.

"Yes," Nico said.

I handed my father the drawing. He looked at it intensely.

"Are portraits what you are used to drawing?," he asked.

"Partly, it's mostly nature I've been drawing before," he answered.

"You did good then, but I think you would gain to practice some more. Get
used to drawing not only faces but bodies too, get the feel of proportion
and movement. Sacha will help you, okay son?"

"Yes father. But I..." I started asking, hesitating.

"Yes son?"

"I have this friend who is looking for work. Yuri's little brother is
twelve and has trouble finding work. If you need him, for any type of work,
he wanted me to tell you he's available," I said, swallowing nervously.

He looked at me sternly for a few seconds, making me nervous.

"No, I do not need help for now," he answered.

"Twelve eh? Is your friend good-looking?"

"Yeah, he's really cute!"

"I think I have an idea. It would make me practice my sketches and I think
I may have someone who would buy them. It wouldn't be much but it's better
than nothing. I'm doing most of the work, so of course I'd keep myself the
bigger chunk," Nico said, smiling.

"Okay, you can use my workshop, but you boys try not to disturb me. I've
had the photos developed and will start painting other scenes soon," my
father said, giving us one of his rare smiles.

That night father and Nico were pretty quiet, probably only trading blow
jobs since I only heard them moan softly. They were actually quiet the
whole week except when I woke up on Friday, with the bed hitting the wall
and my father letting out loud moans.

Mother went to wake me up but it was not necessary, I had been up since
they started a while ago. I then heard Nico call my name as I got out of
the bathroom.

"Yes?" I asked as I timidly made my way to the master bedroom doorway.

There I saw my father curled up on his chest and knees, with Nico plunging
his huge cock in and out of his butt with force. They were both looking
straight at me, my father looking seemingly ashamed to be seen in such a
position.

"Tell your friend he can show up tomorrow morning at nine," Nico said,

I looked at my father one last time to see him lower his head in shame as
he kept letting out "AHs" and moans as Nico pounded his ass.

"Okay, thanks Nico," I said, looking back at him.

I then left them to their antics to have breakfast.

At lunch I finally managed to run into Anton who was eating.

"Hey, I've been looking for you," I said, sitting in front of him.

"Oh? How come?" he said, taking a bite out of his bread.

"I think I found you some work."

"Really!?," he said, his mouth half full and brightening up.

"Yeah, come tomorrow morning at nine."

"Cool, what will I have to do?" he asked, smiling.

"Erm, I'm not sure. You're going to be working with my father's
apprentice. But you'll have to keep an open mind. Artists don't see the
world like us... so just keep that in mind," I said.

"Huh? Your father has an apprentice? Is he scary? What do you mean open
mind?," he asked, looking worried but so cute.

"Hehe, don't worry, he's really nice and not scary at all, you'll
understand what I mean when you see him tomorrow," I said, laughing.

The thought of Nico being scary really had me laughing in my
mind. Well... one part of him was scary, I thought. Thinking about that
part of him was really making me crave to see it and more importantly, to
feel it once again.

These thoughts were still occupying my mind when I arrived home later. I
knew father and Nico were busy working on the paintings in the workshop as
they had been all week and mother was hard at work on dinner. I simply went
to my room and do the pile of homework I was given for the weekend.

I ended up working on them the whole evening after dinner, cursing my
teachers for giving me so much. After I was done, I went to the bathroom to
shower. As I was soaping up my body, I started playing with my hole a
little. I used two soapy fingers to finger myself, wishing it was more. But
the small water tank wouldn't allow me to have much more fun and had to put
an end to it much sooner than I wished. Anyway, it just didn't feel like
the real thing... This was merely a tease.

I read a bit in bed before calling it a night. But a few minutes later, I
heard my bedroom door open and felt movement on my bed.

"Nico? Is that you? What are...?" I started asking.

"Someone has a sore bum and I need to fuck, hehe"

My eyes lit up and I smiled widely. I pushed my bed sheets aside fast and
pulled my legs up and wide.

"Hehe, someone is eager," Nico said, grinning.

"Yes! Please fuck me Nico!"

"I'm not hard yet, maybe you can help by sucking on it a little," he said,
lying down and holding his long soft cock invitingly.

I sat up and took his cock in my hand. I had never sucked a cock before. I
pulled down on his foreskin to reveal his moist glans. It had a light musk
to it that really turned me on for some reason. I opened my mouth and
started by simply licking the tip of his penis, focusing on his glans. It
tasted no different than a finger actually, with maybe a hint of something
else I couldn't describe. I continued by taking more of his cock my
mouth. It was rapidly growing as I started sucking the first four inches of
it. At first I could take more than half of it but as it grew, I was having
trouble taking more than half. When it got too deep it made me want to gag.

"You're doing good," Nico said to encourage me.

I kept sucking it with gusto, I had missed it so much this week. I had both
my hands on it at the base as I sucked it. I then started licking it, going
on the whole length of it, making every inch of it wet. God I was happy to
have this cock for myself right now.

"Alright, I think it's hard enough now. Lie down and show me that little
hole of yours," he said, petting my hair.

I eagerly lay on my back and grabbed my legs under my knees.

"Good boy Sacha," Nico said while greasing up his cock.

He took position between my legs and aimed his dick at my waiting hole. I
felt the blunt tool pressing on my asshole and I pushed out to allow him
in. Again it took some more pressure before a few inches entered me,
sending a sharp jolt of pain through me.

"GUUUUUHHH!" I cried.

"It's okay Sacha, I'm not moving," Nico said, taking a pause. "How are you
this tight again? It's like I have to deflower you once again. Your ass is
gripping my dick really tight."

"Heh, I dunno," I answered, smiling weakly.

"I love that hole of yours. It starts so tight and gets more loose as we
fuck. And you can take my whole dick."

I smiled, taking it as a compliment.

"It's already starting to stop hurting," I said, eager to have more in me
despite the pain.

Nico pushed his dick inside slowly, until his hips made contact with my
bum. Pain accompanied the feeling of fullness, but I knew it would soon
fade away.

"HUUMPHH!"

"You okay Sach?"

"Humm, yeah... humph, it's not too bad," I said, smiling.

He called me Sach, that was a first. I liked it. He started caressing my
chest, exploring it with his fingers, leaving his cock deep in me. He
started playing with my nipples, making small circular motions on them.

"Hehe, it tickles," I said, squirming.

He then bent forward, applying more pressure on his cock, and licked my
nipple.

"Hehe, it really tickles," I said, squirming around, not being able to help
myself.

He smiled and kissed me on the lips.

"Are you ready?," he asked, smiling.

"Yeah, but start slow," I said.

He moved back and started to withdraw his cock, before slowing shoving it
back in completely.

"Hummm," I exclaimed.

He started to slowly go in and out of me, making me moan in delight. I
loved the feeling of Nico's huge cock moving in me. He went on to fuck me
slowly for a while, before he decided I was ready, and finally started
pounding me hard, making me scream in pleasure.

"HUUUUUMPH! YES! FUCK ME NICO!" I yelled.

And fuck me he did. He really went hard, his hips slapping against my
ass. I was loving this so much, the feeling of his cock gliding inside me,
banging my bum was pure bliss. I knew I was being heard in the whole house,
my high voice was echoing loud in my room. But I was too far gone to even
care, I was begging for more.

I looked at Nico who was focused on driving his cock in and out of me with
energy. I couldn't believe such a hot boy was taking me like this. A week
ago I didn't know much about sex and here I was, with eight fat inches of
hard boycock sliding in and out of me at a fast pace, creating feelings in
me I had no idea existed, a pleasure way beyond a simple jerk off session.

Nico kept thrusting in and out of me hard for a while before he started
going even faster.

"I'm about to cum"

I wanted to cum as he did, so I grabbed my dick and started jerking off. It
only took a few wanks before I exploded on my belly with Nico cumming in
me. He then hugged me tight and kissed me. We cuddled for a while with his
cock still in me, until it deflated completely and slipped out as I
moved. He left me after that, but I was content and fell asleep a happy
boy.

The following morning I was surprised to see I was the last one up. My mom
made me breakfast and said that father had gone to the city, and would
probably be away the whole weekend. Nico had been up for a while and in the
workshop she told me. Once I joined him, he was in the corner on a pile of
cushion drawing in his purple sketchbook. He only noticed my presence when
I sat next to him.

"What are you drawing?," I asked.

He chuckled.

"An image I had in my head and had to put on paper," he answered.

"Show me," I said.

"Okay, but it's not finished," he said, grinning.

He handed me the book and my eyes went big when I saw the drawing. It was
me. But I was naked with a hard-on, on my back with my legs up and wide,
taking a huge cock up my ass. The big cock was connected to a hairless
pubic mound, and a set of powerful legs.

"This.. is you and me!" I exclaimed.

He just laughed in return. I looked at it again, finding it fascinating to
see the scene from his angle. It got me curious about how it felt for him,
to fuck me like that.

"Thanks for making my dick bigger," I said, smiling at him.

"Nah man, I used the right proportions. This is what you look like to me."

Really? Somehow my dick looked bigger. Still not as large as the log
stuffed in my bum in that picture, but bigger than I envisioned it.

"This is really amazing. You're so talented," I said.

"Hehe, yeah, I'm pretty good," he grinned.

I gave him back his sketchbook and he noticed my hard on in my pants.

"It got you a little excited I can see," he laughed.

I blushed a little, adjusting my hard dick so it wouldn't be so obvious.

"Too late, I saw it, hehe," Nico said.

"Can I... see yours again?" I asked, blushing some more.

"You... want to see it now?"

I nodded.

"Sheesh, okay. I did tell you you could ask for it anytime. I'm kind of
surprised it took you so long, hehe," he said, getting up and undoing his
pants.

He shoved them down with his underwear and his long soft cock appeared. I
went on my knees and put it to my face, rubbing it on my cheeks and
pressing it in with my hand, brushing it against my face tenderly. I pulled
his foreskin off the head of his cock , brought my nose to his glans and
inhaled his subtle smell; he smelled like pure boy.

"You really love my cock don't you?" he said, amused.

"Yes, it made me feel so good. But I like the boy that's attached to it
very much too. He's so handsome, confident and talented," I said, looking
at him in the eye.

He smiled at me from above and chuckled.

 "You might want to put it back though, your friend should be here soon,"
he said.

I gave his moist glans a gentle kiss before I reluctantly let it go. I
pulled his pants and underwear back up and it disappeared from my view. He
sat back down and kept working on his sketch, while I sat next to him and
watched, fascinated.

A little while later, we heard the door to the workshop open.

"Hello? Sacha? Your mom told me to come here. Hello?" said the high-pitch
voice of a young boy.

"Anton?" I yelled.

"Yeah!" he yelled back.

"We're at the back, come," I said.

A few seconds later, Anton showed up dressed warmly for the cold
outside. When he saw us, he looked puzzled by Nico's presence.

"You can remove your jacket and put it away," I said.

"Erm... where?" he asked

We both got up and I took his jacket and went to the other side of the
workshop to hook it up near my father's painting corner.

"Thanks," he said, his cheeks rosy from the cold.

"No problem. By the way, this is Nico, he's the one who's employing you"

Anton frowned a moment, extended his hand and presented it to the older
boy.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Anton," the younger boy said, shaking Nico's hand
with a sense of formality.

Nico smiled back.

"Nice to meet you Anton."

"So you're the master's apprentice?" he asked, incapable of hiding the
surprise in his voice.

"Hehe, yes," Nico answered, amused.

"No way, you're so young!" the little blond-haired cutie exclaimed.

"Hehe, well you're not very old yourself," Nico said, laughing.

"I'm twelve, and I can work hard!" he said, standing straight and puffing
his chest.

"Hehe, chill little man. I'm an artist. And the job I need you for is very
simple. It won't pay much but it wont be hard."

"What will I have to do?"

"You simply have to pose for me. I need to work on sketching people and
eventually move on to do that on paintings. But the base is drawing, and I
need a model to stand for me so I can practice."

"Oh, couldn't you use Sacha?," he asked.

Anton, you little imbecile! What was he thinking, I thought. Did he not
realize if it was the case he wouldn't get this job?

"Oh, I have, and will continue to do so, but I need more than one person to
get better at my craft. He's a teen and you're a boy, your bodies are
different"

"Oh okay," he said, shrugging.

"Alright, first I want to try to do a simple portrait. I need to get a feel
of how you look up close. Sit down next to me on the cushion. Sacha, can
you get the lamp to give me more light please?"

"Sure."

Once they were all set up, I left them alone. I grabbed my fishing pole and
went to the river to try to catch some fish. Unfortunately, I only managed
to catch three little ones that were too small to have any meat on them, so
I simply put them back in the water. Once I got home I put my gear back in
the garage and went to see how Nico and Anton were doing. They were both
there, Nico sketching on a large single piece of paper supported by some
sort of hard cardboard, a look of concentration on his face, and Anton
looking a bit awkward, his eyes looking around. He smiled when he saw me
walk their way.

"Hard at work as I can see?" I said.

"Yes," Nico said, his eyes focused on his drawing.

"What were you up to Sacha?" Anton asked.

"I went to catch some fish"

"Did they bite?" he asked, sounding interested.

"Nah, I've got nuthin."

"Aw, sometimes it's like that," he said, emphatically.

"I need to pee, be right back," Nico said, getting up and leaving.

"So, how has it been? He's not too scary is he?" I said, chuckling.

"No, but he barely said anything, and kept staring at me, it was almost
spooky," he answered, making a cute little face.

"Of course he has to stare at you dumbdumb, he's drawing you," I said, now
laughing out loud.

"I know... it's just I'm not used to people looking at me all intense like
that," Anton explained.

"Hahaha, well, get used to it. But don't your aunts, granny or something
stare at you some times? I can't believe it never happens, a cute munchkin
like you"

"Hehe, you think I look cute?" he said, blushing.

"Hehe, Anton, you wouldn't have gotten the job if you hadn't been. If Nico
can afford to pay you, it's because he thinks he can sell his drawings of
you, you're a good-looking kid"

Anton blushed again, the cutest way possible.

"How did he know I was good-looking?" he asked.

"Cuz I told him so. And I guess he trusted my judgment."

"Oh, well... thanks," he said, smiling at me.

"Hehe, don't sweat it."

We then heard the door and Nico rejoined us. He sat back down and took his
sketch, looking at it intensely.

"How is it coming along?" I asked.

"Pretty well, I think, you tell me," he said, handing me the sketch.

I took it in my hand and stared at it. It was a close-up of Anton's face. I
was again struck at how good Nico was. Every little detail of the young
boy's face seemed there, being made alive by what seemed like thousands of
little lines.

"Jeez, Nico that's amazing."

"Heh, it's a work in progress," he answered. "I think it's all right for a
first try."

"Dude, it looks perfect. What do you think Anton?"

"I... don't know, I haven't seen it," he answered.

"Here," I said, handing him the sketch carefully.

"WHOA!" he exclaimed, staring with wonderment at the
drawing. "It's... incredible! It almost looks like a picture," he said,
looking astonished.

I guess living with an artist, I was somehow accustomed to seeing great
drawings or paintings, although I was still amazed at great art, I imagine
seeing this for the first time must've left an impression on young
Anton. He kept staring at the picture a long time.

"This is so me!" he said finally giving Nico back his drawing.

"I hope so, I've been trying to capture your looks for the whole morning,"
Nico said, grinning.

On that, he resumed drawing, watching Anton intensely every second or so. I
chuckled knowing this made him a bit uncomfortable. I got up and left them
working. I came back a while later to tell them lunch was about ready.
Nico had started another drawing and had only just started, the broad
strokes already detailing Anton's face looking sideways.

"Alright, let's take a break for lunch then," Nico said.

"Where's my jacket?" Anton asked, getting up and looking around.

"I put it on a hook in the corner over there," I said.

He walked over where I pointed. He then stopped in his tracks when he saw
the painting.

"Oh my god, this is you guys!?" he said, sounding completely flabbergasted.

We went over to him and he was staring at the painting representing me and
Nico at the roman bath. It was almost finished by now.

"But... why are you guys naked?" he asked, frowning.

"Cause we are bathing in a public bath in the time of the romans," I
explained. "This is a roman bath house, where whole neighborhoods came to
take baths. There were no bathroom in houses at the time."

"Ooohh! You guys look soo... real! Did your father paint that?" Anton
asked.

"Yes, he did. We had to pose just like you today," I said.

He then started giggling.

"What is it, hehe?" I asked, he had a contagious laugh.

"He painted a really big dickie on Nico," he said, giggling some more.

"Humm, I'd say it looks pretty much bang on," I said.

Anton's eyes grew big and he couldn't help but look down between Nico's
legs, trying to discern something in his pants.

Nico started laughing and so did I.

"Come on squirt, let's go eat," I said, taking his head under my arm
playfully.

My mom served us some hot stew, which felt nice since I had been so cold
this morning while fishing. The tea following the meal helped even further
get rid of the cold feeling that seemed to have gotten deep in my bones.

After the meal, I followed the boys to the workshop, putting some wood in
the stove. Anton looked at what I was doing but eventually went to the
corner to look at the painting some more. He stood in front of it for
several minutes, until I was done with my chore and joined him.

"You like it?" I asked, putting my hand on his shoulder.

He simply nodded, his eyes not leaving the painting.

"Your father is so good," he said almost in a whisper.

"Hey, I worked on that too," Nico said, walking to us.

"You did? Man, I can't even draw a stickman right," Anton said, looking
miserable. "Now I finally understand what talent is."

"Hehe, to each his own. You'll find your talents too, they're just
different than mine. Come now," Nico said, ruffling the young boy's sandy
blond hair.

"Will I have to be like that too for you?" Anton asked.

"Like what?" Nico asked.

"Like you and Sacha in this painting," Anton asked with no shame.

"If you agree to it, yeah. I might get a better price for the sketches if
we do," Nico answered, smiling. "No pressure though."

"I don't mind, especially if I get more money out of it," Anton said.

I have to say, I wasn't really surprised, he'd skinny dipped with us a few
times the previous years with no shame.

"Okay then. I'll finish the first drawing I started and then I'll do one
featuring your whole body in its natural form," Nico said, smiling.

I had to leave them to work on some chores, but at about mid-afternoon, I
had mom make some tea and brought the tea-pot and three cups to the
workshop. When I arrived I saw Anton grab a cushion and hide himself. He
was buck naked.

"Oh it's just you Sacha," he said, removing the pillow and resuming his
position.

"Yeah, I got you guys some tea," I said as I got closer and put the tray on
a stool. "Who did you think it was."

"I was afraid it might be your mother," he said, taking another peek behind
me.

"Hehe, she came in here last weekend and served us lunch while we were both
nude little man," I said. "She wouldn't have cared."

Nico was hard at work drawing a nude Anton who was sitting down on a pile
of cushion and laying back. His white skin contrasted with the dark
cushions. His four inch, surprisingly fat pecker (for a twelve year old)
lay softly between his legs, resting on a decent set of balls for his age,
about the size of big grapes. I was actually surprised at how big it was
for a little kid. Last I saw him he was still small down there.

"Tea is ready if you wish," I said, serving me a cup.

"Yes, let's take a break," Nico said, putting his drawing aside.

I served a cup to Nico and then Anton, and took place next to them.

"That's good tea," Anton said.

"Glad you like," I said.

I looked at him while he was taking a sip. He really had a nice body. He
had only little muscle definition and still looked very boyish. He still
had just an ounce of baby fat around his belly, giving him a cute little
innie, but other than that he was a fit kid. He had a faint beginning of
abs and his chest only had soft pecs. His straight sandy blond hair was cut
fairly short, without much style but it was clean and well done. His body
was still completely hairless, not even peach fuzz above his penis.

"It feels kind of weird being the only one naked, can I put something on?"

"Are you cold?" Nico asked.

"No but, you guys had at least had each other naked for the painting... I'm
all alone right now," Anton added.

"Oh, well... yeah, I guess you can put something on," I said.

"OR, Sacha could get undressed so you wouldn't be the only one. Would that
make you feel better? Anyway I'm pretty much done with the last sketch and
It would be good to add another subject," Nico said to Anton nicely.

"Yeah, come on Sacha!" Anton said happily.

"Erm, yeah, okay," I said.

"Yay!" Anton exclaimed, giving me a high-five.

I undressed under the watchful eye of Anton and he smiled when I revealed
my penis.

"Eh... where are your pubes?" Anton asked, frowning.

"Had to removed them... for artistic reason," I said, smiling weakly. "But
they'll grow back."

"Oh... it looks neat like that," Anton remarked.

"Well, I look just like you," I said, frowning.

"No, I mean. I'm used to seeing you with a bush and now you look like a
little boy, like me," he said, opening his legs and pointing at his
hairless pubic mound.

"I had to look like a younger boy for the painting, dad said I had to be
like that," I said, looking down where my bush used to be.

"Yeah, you DO look younger like that," he said, staring at my crotch. "And
it makes your thingie look longer too, hehe. Although, I think it grew some
since the last time I saw you naked."

"Well yours grew a lot! And it used to be so small a few summers ago!" I
said, laughing.

"Shut up Sacha, hehe," he said.

But it was true. It was considerably more plump than the last time I had
paid attention to it and had gained some serious length. His balls had gone
from little nuts to large raisins.

"Hey, another four to six years, and you'll catch up to me," I said,
exaggerating on purpose.

"Pft, no way. I'll have passed you by next year!"

Anton then diverted his gaze over to Nico, who was still fully clothed, but
the younger boy seemed to try to see what might be hidden in the thirteen
year old's pants.

"I suggest you don't make predictions about me though little man. At your
age, I was already passed Sacha, hehe," Nico said, grinning.

"You had?" Anton said, looking doubtful.

"Yup"

"You better chose our fights here Anton, Nico is out of our league," I
said.

"How come?" Anton asked, turning toward me.

"Remember the painting?" I asked.

"Do you remember how my dick looked compared to his on it?"

"But that's not really real, is it?" Anton asked, incredulous.

"Yeah, it is!" I said.

"Dang, no way, I thought you guys were just messing with me earlier," the
young naked cutie said.

"Just show him Nico. Plus he'll have one more reason not to complain he's
the only one naked."

"Nah"

I looked at him and frowned.

"Why not," I asked.

"I won't unless you ask me the right way," he said, grinning.

I thought for a moment, with Anton looking at me, hopeful.

"Can I... see your dick?" I asked, blushing.

Nico smiled.

"Sure."

Anton frowned.

"You can just ask him to show him your dick and he will?"

I nodded, feeling a bit awkward.

Nico got up, put his now empty tea cup on the tray and removed his
shirt. He then went on removing his socks, pants, leaving only his
underwear. Anton eyes were glued to the bulge at the front.

"You sure you wanna see it little man?" Nico asked, grinning.

Anton nodded enthusiastically.

"Alright, here goes," Nico said, shoving his underwear down and stepping
out of them.

He then stood and turned to his side and front slowly, giving Anton a
little show. I noticed Nico was a little chubbed up, which gave maximum
effect. His penis was dangling heavily between his legs, long and soft,
looking out of place on his thirteen year old body.

"HO-OLY!" Anton exclaimed, his eyes glued to Nico's impressive member. "You
guys were not kidding, it's huge!"

Nico grinned widely. I noticed Anton was starting to get a stiffie before
he put his hand to cover himself. After a minute or two of showing off,
Nico sat down and I refilled his cup with hot tea.

"Thanks," he said, taking the cup.

"Want some more Anton?" I asked.

"Y... yeah, please," he said, keeping a hand in front of his dick, probably
to hide his erection, I laughed.

We all relaxed, Anton's eyes taking peeks at Nico every so often, until we
had all finished our tea.

"Okay, I want you guys to stand up," Nico said.

I did so quickly but Anton seemed reluctant. He kept his hands hiding his
mid-section.

"Why are you shy all of a sudden? You haven't been until now," Nico asked.

"I... I've got a stiffie," Anton admitted, removing his hands, revealing a
plump five and a half inch boner.

This sent both Nico and I into laughter. His dick was actually fatter than
I thought it would be, it had gained some serious girth between soft and
hard.

"Nice boner," Nico said, still laughing a bit.

Anton looked so uncomfortably cute.

"Don't laugh, I can't help it!" he retorted.

"Well that won't do. I can't draw you with an erection," Nico said on a
serious note.

"But it won't just go down like that!"

"Just jerk off." Nico said bluntly. "You do jerk off right?"

"Yeah..." Anton admitted, blushing madly "...you mean like now?"

"Yeah, you're on the payroll, no time to waste" Nico said.

Anton blushed and turned around, taking his penis in his hand and seemingly
masturbating.

"Dude, no reason to be that shy, we all do it," Nico said, chuckling.

"Yeah but not in front of each other!"

"You and Yuri share a room, what do you do when you want to jerk off?" I
asked.

"I... I do it when he's not home."

"Dude, your mom is always home, you can't possibly find many occasions to
relieve the pressure with her around" I said.

"Okay, yeah! I do jerk off when Yuri is in the room, before bed. But I'm
really quiet, I don't think he can hear me," Anton admitted.

"Hehe, yes he can," I said, laughing.

"He told you!?"

"Yup, he told me you were quite the horndog, jerking off every night before
bed," I said, grinning.

Anton turned ten shades of red and looked mortified.

"Dude relax, like I said, we all do it. He knows, we know, no big deal. And
you have nothing to be ashamed of, your dick is not bad for your age," I
said.

"You think so?" he said, beaming.

"Yeah, and look, you're not the only one hard, I'm hard too," I said,
looking down at my now hard cock.

Seeing this young kid pleasuring himself had had an effect on me.

"That won't do Sacha" Nico said, rolling his eyes. "You boys need to get
rid of them, quick."

"Fine, come here Anton and let's jerk off together"

The younger boy turned around, we both sat next to each other and started
beating our meat. He was watching mine intensely.

"Yours is big Sacha," Anton said, staring at my penis.

"Huh? It's barely any bigger than yours silly. But you wouldn't think that
I'm big if you had seen Nico hard," I said.

We then both looked at Nico who was now fully hard as well.

"HOO! That thing is even more huge when it's hard!" Anton exclaimed, his
eyes round like saucers, fixing Nico's impressive penis intensely.

"Jeez guys, now you've made me hard too," Nico complained.

Nico let out a sight and went for his sketchbook, opening it and resumed
working on his last sketch. I kept jerking off, my gaze going from Anton to
Nico, who managed to deflate quickly. After a little while he threw us a
look and rolled his eyes.

"Guys, you're taking forever, cum already," he said, laughing.

"This takes time," I said.

"Well, just blow each other to speed this off or something," Nico said,
rolling his eyes.

"Huh? Blow each other?" Anton said, looking puzzled.

"You've never had a blowjob before?" I asked.

"No, what's that?" he asked.

"It's when you get your dick sucked, it feels amazing," I said, smiling.

"Whoa, no, I didn't know about that. Can you do it to me? Please!" he
pleaded.

"Erm, yeah, sure, if you do it to me too. Let's do each other at the same
time," I said.

"How?"

"I'll lie down like this. And then you put your dick above my head with
your legs on each side, and you reach for mine and do what I do," I said,
lying down.

Anton climbed on top of me, aligning his fat boydick right above my face. I
opened up and he got the cue, aiming his cock at my mouth and pushing it in
all the way.

"HUMM! Oh, this feels good!" he exclaimed, discovering the sweet feeling of
a hot mouth on his penis for the first time.

I then felt him grab mine and put the tip in his young mouth. He suckled on
it a little before taking about four inches of it in his mouth. I moaned
from the feeling, which he took as an encouragement, as he started going up
and down on it. I couldn't move my head, so I grabbed his hips so he would
understand he had to basically hump my face. He got the message and started
rocking his hips back and forth, fucking my mouth. Having this little
cutie's fat pecker in my mouth while being sucked managed to bring me to
orgasm quicker than I would've though. I started to get the tingly feeling
a few minutes later.

"Humph, I'm honna hum," I mumbled, Anton's cock still in my mouth.

He withdrew his mouth from my dick and started jerking me off fast. I then
started cumming, Anton slowing down as I shot spurt after spurt. He then
got off me, his dick leaving my mouth. I sat up and looked at Anton who had
some of my cum on his face. I laughed and handed him a towel lying
nearby. After he cleaned up his face and handed me the towel. I wiped the
cum from my belly and went straight for his still hard dick. I could now
focus all my attention on it, licking his shaft, suckling his dark pink
glans before taking it all the way to the root into my mouth.  He was the
perfect size to be sucked. I could take all of him and could feel the tip
of his penis at the back of my throat. His pecker was about the same girth
as mine, making it the perfect proportions in my mouth.

He was moaning loudly and caressing my hair. A moment later, I felt him
tense and he started cumming in my mouth. It wasn't much but I was
surprised he could cum at all. It felt watery and tasted a bit sweet.

"Humm..." he exclaimed, closing his eyes.

I licked his now sensitive penis clean and finished by drying it with a
towel. He then opened his eyes and smiled at me.

"Thanks," he said, still a bit flushed.

"You're welcome. You came in my mouth..." I said, smiling.

"Oh crap! Sorry! I didn't think about that!" he apologized.

"It's okay, it didn't taste bad, kind of sweet actually," I said.

"Alright you two, now that you're back to soft we can finally continue,"
Nico said, smiling. "I'd like you to to get up, face each other, cross your
arms and look at each other. A bit like two soccer captain," Nico
instructed as he retrieved his purple sketchbook to draw us.

"Oh, you like soccer?" Anton asked enthusiastically.

"Damn right I do," Nico answered.

This ignited Anton's fire. He went on and on about his favorite teams and
players while posing, Nico smiling and commenting once in a while. After a
while my legs were getting a bit tired, so we had to take a few breaks
during the afternoon. Anton seemed to have warmed up to Nico and seemed
much more relaxed. He really didn't seem to mind to be naked at all
anymore, until my mother showed up to pick up the tea-pot and cups. We were
both still posing, standing up in front of each other, our arms crossed,
but when he heard the door, Anton covered up his mid-section.

Nico looked up and frowned.

"Anton, keep your arms crossed please," he said.

He blushed and put his arms back the way they were on his chest, revealing
his goodies to my mother who took a peak as she bent down to pick up the
tray. She smiled at us and walked out.

"Won't your mom find this a bit strange that we were all naked?" Anton
asked.

"Nah," I said.

"But even Nico was naked," he added.

"Hehe, nothing new there, believe me," I said, chuckling.

Anton frowned, looking a bit puzzled.

A while later, I took a look outside.

"It's already getting dark, we'll probably have dinner soon," I said.

Nico lifted his eyes and looked at us, and then at his drawing.

"Okay, lets call it a day then. This is just practice anyway," he said,
putting his purple sketchbook on the stool.

We started putting our clothes back but Nico was the first fully
dressed. He got out and left rapidly. Anton looked at me frowning.

"Maybe he needed to pee quick," I said shrugging.

"Yeah. Hey, I wonder how the drawing turned out," he said, picking up the
purple sketchbook. "Wow, we look cool."

I looked at what Anton was looking at and could see the both of us nude,
facing each other, in what seemed like a large field, a soccer ball between
us.

"Wow, yeah. That's cool," I said.

We looked at the drawing for a little while, until Anton flipped the page
to look at another. This one was from earlier today, Anton's portrait. He
then flipped the page and to my horror, realized this was the drawing Nico
had made this morning of me, on my back, getting my ass drilled by his huge
cock.

"What the..." Anton said before I closed the sketchbook, took it from him
and put it on the stool.

"I think that's enough," I said.

"But Sacha... what was that drawing? It was you," Anton said, looking
puzzled.

"Yeah, but you weren't supposed to see that."

"What were you doing, it looked like you were being hurt," he said,
frowning.

"No, it was a look of... pleasure."

"What were you doing?"

"I was... having sex."

"Huh?" he frowned.

He then opened the sketchbook again and landed straight on the page with
the drawing in question. I wanted to stop him but I didn't want to risk
damaging Nico's book. Anton was looking at the sketch intensely.

"Are you... is that... a dick in your butt?"

"Yeah... but it's just a drawing you know," I said, looking away.

"Looks pretty real to me. Like, the way you have your eyes squinted and
that look on your face. Did you do that?"

I nodded, putting my head down.

"That dick in your butt looks huge! Is that...? Oh..." Anton said with a
look he now knew whose penis this was.

"How... how was it?" he asked sheepishly.

I saw he had an obvious tent in his short, his hand playing with it.

"Better that I ever imagined, hehe. Better than jerking off, or even a blow
job." I said.

"What? Even better than a blow job!?" he asked, looking at me in disbelief.

"Yeah, hehe. Nico's knows his stuff, he made me feel so good
Anton. Just... don't tell anyone, not even Yuri... especially not Yuri, he
wouldn't understand," I said worriedly.

"Don't worry, your secret is safe with me my friend," he said as he smiled
at me.

"Alright, let's go inside to see if Nico needs you tomorrow," I said.

He took one last long look at the drawing and closed the book.

As we entered, we found Nico and asked him if he needed Anton tomorrow,
which he answered by the positive. Anton wished us goodbye and we ate soon
after. We spent the evening playing cards, Nico, my mother and I, actually
having a great time. I headed off the the shower before bed and was happy
to see Nico waiting for me in my bed. I lay down next to him, he removed my
underwear and started licking the head of my cock after retracting my
foreskin.

"Humm," I said, my cock growing rapidly.

He sucked me for a good minute before I pulled the bed sheets off him and
grabbed his hard cock. I started jerking him off slowly.

"I really want this in me," I said.

"And I really want to put it in you," he said, smiling.

He hopped off the bed and darted to my father's bedroom. He came back with
the little pot with the greasy stuff. He sat on the bed and opened it.

"Ah crap," he exclaimed.

I looked in the pot and there was barely any left.

"Is it enough?"

"Probably not," he answered.

"Is there any more?" I asked.

"No, but your father told me it was your mother who makes it"

"Oh?"

"Miss!" Nico yelled.

We heard my mother walk to our room, she was probably reading in the living
room.

"Yes Nico?" she asked.

For some reason I was still a bit self-conscious and used a pillow to hide
my boner.

"The pot is empty. Can you make some more?" he asked, handing her the pot.

She looked at it and smiled.

"Yes, of course. It does not take long. You boys be a bit patient," she
answered, taking it with her.

We then heard her in the kitchen going through kitchen cabinets. I lay down
on my bed and pulled Nico to me, hugging him. We cuddled a little, our
hands never leaving each other's dicks. A few minutes later, my mother came
into our room with a smile and presented Nico the little pot, who now
seemed full of the stuff.

"That was fast," he said, looking at it. "It looks more firm than before."

"No, no. It's because it's new," she said.

"Will it be the same?"

"Yes, of course. It's just as good. Here," she said, taking a glob on her
finger. "See? It will be good."

Nico pushed the bed sheets off and presented her his hard penis. At first
she was a bit confused but quickly understood.

"Yes, of course, let me apply it and you will see," she said as she took a
generous amount and started greasing Nico's huge cock.

She took great care in covering the whole length of his dick with the
stuff. Once she was done she closed the lid and smiled.

"Humm, it doesn't seem as slick," Nico said, frowning.

"No, it's good," Mother said, smiling.

"I guess there's only one way to know. But just don't go just yet, I want
to make sure everything is okay. Sacha, lie down on your back and grab your
legs."

I looked at him a bit panicked, but obeyed anyway. I pulled on my legs and
opened them wide, while Nico placed a pillow under me.

"It takes some cream over here too," he said, pointing at my hole.

My mother went around the bed to the other side, right next to me. She used
her index to retrieve some cream and brought it closer to my anus. She the
reached over and I felt the cold mixture being rubbed on my sensitive
pucker, going in circles.

"You have to grease him up a bit inside too," Nico added, sounding horny.

"Yes, of course..." she said, hesitantly.

She pressed her finger on my pucker until it popped into my hole. She then
started fingering me slowly. I couldn't believe my mom was fingering me,
preparing me to be fucked.

"It is very tight," she said.

"Yeah, I think it would be safer to use a bit more cream and slip another
finger to make him ready," Nico said, obviously enjoying this.

My mom then removed her finger from my hole, got a bit of cream on two of
her fingers and gently pushed them in my butt. She then went on to finger
me gently, trying to smear the cream in my hole evenly. Once she felt it
was good, she removed her fingers, smiling at me.

"Alright, let's see if this stuff does the job or not," Nico said, taking
place between my legs and aiming his long cock at my slick hole.

Mother watched intensely as Nico pushed, until I felt his large cock pop
past my ass ring and sink a few inches into me.

"HUUMPH!" I screamed.

I just couldn't get used to the initial pain. I inhaled sharply, trying to
contain it.

"Poor baby, are you okay?" my mom asked, looking at me with concern and
taking my hand into hers, holding it tight.

"Yes, I'm... okay mom," I said, smiling at her.

She looked down a Nico's huge pole tearing me open with intensity.

"Nico is so big sweetie," she said, kissing my hand.

"Humph, I know mom," I said as Nico started to slowly pushed more of his
cock into me.

He continued feeding me his cock until he was all the way in. He stayed
there a few seconds until I felt him withdraw slowly about half his dick,
and then push it back in to the root.

"Humph."

Nico started to slowly fuck me, under the watchful eye of my mother, my
right hand still held firmly in hers.

"Yeah, I think this is doing just fine, thanks miss," Nico said, increasing
the rhythm and fucking me harder.

"HUUMMPH!" I moaned.

"Yes, you boys have fun," she said with a smile as she released my hand,
got up and left.

Nico maintained his rhythmic pelvic thrusts into me while looking at me
with a grin on his face. I felt so good in this young boy's grip like that,
his virility moving back and forth deep into me. He went on like this for a
good ten minutes, before I felt him withdraw completely. I looked at him
both puzzled and disappointed.

"Let's try with you the other way around, so I can pound you proper," he
said, grinning.

I turned around on my hands and knees, and he pushed down on me to adjust
my butt's height. I then felt the tip of his cock finding my entrance and
he shoved it to the root quickly, slapping against hard against my butt.

AAHHH! HUUUUGGHH!" I screamed.

He then proceeded to fuck me harder than he had ever been. He was grabbing
my hips and slamming his pelvis hard after withdrawing what felt like
almost all his cock. His long hard thrusts in me were filling me with waves
of pleasure. His fat eight inch cock was gliding in my chute
effortlessly. It took only a few minutes of this before I started cumming
on my pillow.

"AAH! Fuck!" I said, my dick squirting several spurts under me.

Nico was not done, he kept pounding my ass relentlessly. To my surprise, my
dick didn't even go soft. It stayed hard after I came and I was once again
showered with pleasurable feelings.

"HUUMPH! Yes Nico! Fuck me hard!" I screamed.

And he did, making me yell and moan for quite a while. I saw mom walk a few
times in front of my room. I'm sure she was doing it on purpose to watch
us. Finally, after what felt like an eternity of sustained pleasure, Nico
shoved his cock deep in me one final time and grunted as he shot is load
deep in me. He then hugged my back and pulled me to him. He gave me a few
small kisses in my neck and we eventually fell asleep in each other's arms.


To be continued...

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