Date: Fri, 1 Dec 2023 03:01:33 -0500 From: Braddy Boyce Subject: The Boys of Boyden Middle 9 AUTHOR'S NOTE: I made a mistake with Beau's age in the fifth chapter. He was supposed to be thirteen going on fourteen in December, since he started school late, but it reads fourteen going on fifteen because he forgot to change it from the previous version of the series when he was actually a year older. Turning fifteen in the eighth grade would mean he is two academic years behind. So, I fixed it by providing a backstory to justify his now being fifteen, and it works well, given his complicated family history. Happy reading! DISCLAIMER: The names and details of my characters are fictious. Resemblances to real people, living or dead, are coincidental. REMINDER: Please donate to Nifty! =====BB===== It was the first Monday in December, and winter had really come early with another dump of snow. Ethan sat with Beth in the school cafeteria, feeling happy they had fries today. Every school day, lunch was a surprise. The plain hamburger, however, was bland and savorless, but Ethan's growling stomach didn't care at the moment. "Are you still coming over today to watch more episodes?" Beth asked, referring to the latest anime series they'd gotten into. "Yeah, my parents said I could. I just don't know what time they'll take me, since my dad has to shovel the snow off the driveway after he comes home from work. But I'll text you when I'm on my way." As usual, she didn't say anything in response to a hangout confirmation. She continued reading a manga while barely eating her lunch. Ethan looked at Dylan who sat with Beau, Martino, Cedric, Cal, and a few other boys. Jasper wasn't with them today for some reason. Even though Ethan had accepted he'd never be pop, it was awesome that he and Dylan had finally hung out. They still chatted every day in math class and even more over the phone. Hopefully, they could hang out again soon. Dylan caught Ethan looking and smiled, and the way he'd done it made Ethan's heart feel like molten lava. He always knew how to make him feel melty whenever he looked his way, even though the friendly attention was strictly platonic. Ethan had to pee. Since it was lunch period, he hoped the boys' bathroom would be empty. "I have to go to the bathroom, Bethbot. I'll be back." "Okay, Ethanoid." Not that she bothered looking away from her manga, since her eyes were glued to the colorful pages filled with action and adventure. Ethan got up from his chair and walked out of the cafeteria. He rushed to the nearest bathroom and immediately recognized a pair of sneakers inside the last stall. It was Jasper. His feet faced the toilet as if peeing, and his jeans were down to his ankles. However, he probably wasn't peeing because there was no sound, not even a video playing like the last time. Ethan was curious about what Jasper was up to this time. Since he had to pee, he used one of the urinals, relieved that no one else was here, then flushed and washed his hands. Instead of leaving the bathroom, he sneaked toward the door, opened and closed it, and crept back quietly near the stall. He had a hunch that Jasper was still up to no good. "Okay, I think they're gone," Jasper whispered. "Good, because my legs are getting tired," whispered another boy. "I hate squatting. It always makes me feel like I'm using one of those weird potties in Asia." So, Jasper was in there with someone again, but that voice definitely wasn't Beau's like the last time. Whose was it, and why were they in there together? "No, Hoon, we could get caught if people see two pairs of feet inside a stall," Jasper worried. Hoon, huh? Was he Asian? "Yeah, I know. By the way, what's this about you wanting a three-way with me and that little Black kid? You never really explained it." "It's just a fantasy. Not like it's ever going to happen." "He even looks as young as me." "He's eleven, like you are, except he's way more innocent since I doubt he's able to come yet." "Well, neither can I." Hoon was eleven? He sounded like a typical teenager going through puberty. "Which is what I love about you both," Jasper added in a horny tone. "I guess it makes sense since every porn star you showed me looks like a kid." "Hey, where the fuck are you going with this? And nothing I watch is illegal, anyway. They're all eighteen and older." "Just saying." "Well, stop `just saying' and get back to this down here before we run out of time. Remember, you're not supposed be in the building since you're not a student here." "I can just say I'm a visitor from Boyer Hills, and I can prove I didn't have school today because of some faculty thing going on. Besides, my cousin goes to this school." Jasper sighed as if impatient. "Can you just hurry up and get to work? Trust me, when you develop a little more, you'll get what it's like to have blue balls." "Fine." Blue balls? Get to work? Soon, Ethan heard something funny. It was the same sound that a person made when sucking a lollipop or popsicle, much like from the video that Jasper had watched, except it was real this time. "Yeah, suck that huge dick," Jasper whispered. Ethan's mouth dropped open. Oh... The sound stopped, and Hoon tittered. "Why do you keep saying it's huge when it's obviously not? It's not even big to begin with, which makes it hard to suspend my disbelief when it's literally right at my face." "Dude, just keep sucking!" Jasper barked. "God!" Did Hoon have his mouth on Jasper's penis? But...why? That was to pee with! And wouldn't they get in trouble for doing that at school? Unless they weren't doing that and were doing something else? "Yeah, keep going. Getting close." Why couldn't Ethan leave right now? Why was he getting a little hard? He didn't know what exactly the two of them were doing inside the stall, just a wild guess based on the sounds, but he felt frozen in place from this weird curiosity that wouldn't let him walk away. He felt a little confused and uncomfortable, but his body felt kind of good. Jasper breathed harder, and it sounded like he was grunting. Was he in pain? "Here it comes, here it comes! And fucking swallow it this time to hide the evidence." "Ugh, but I hate the taste. I might as well drink a bottle of chemicals." "Just take it, okay? Hurry!" Hoon sighed. "Fine." Jasper grunted like he was in pain again. Ethan wrinkled his forehead. Swallow what? And what was Jasper giving Hoon? Ethan suddenly wished more than ever that he was allowed to go online on his own to learn this stuff, but his parents always had to monitor everything he did because of bad adults who kidnapped kids to do bad stuff to them. He continued to miss out on a lot of important stuff. The sound of spitting into the toilet filled his ears, along with a cough. "Yeah...sorry, Hoon. That was more than usual. Hey, it's your fault for being so tasty." "Eh, I guess I'll take that as a compliment. Unfortunately, I can't say the same about your taste." Jasper chuckled. "By the way, thanks for convincing your parents to let you hang out with me. It means a lot." "Well, it benefits me, too, especially if I manage to transfer to this school someday. It does help that my foster dad's brother is a pastor in one of the churches here, so we'll see if they can arrange something." "Oh, right, your cousin lives here." "Yep." "God, I hope it works out. We've known each other for months, and we chat every day. You're more than just my best friend." "Please don't say `brother'. I know you like your creepy Nifty stories, but leave me out of it." Jasper sighed. "Fair enough. How about a beneficial bestie?" "Or, you know, you could just say best friend with benefits. Less cringe." "True. Well, we should get going now." Jasper began pulling his jeans back up. Ethan quietly rushed to the door, opened it with caution, and finally left the bathroom. Confusion hit him hard. Why would Jasper and Hoon do naughty stuff in there? Wasn't it wrong, whatever it was? Ethan couldn't stop thinking about it, though. It made him tingly down there at the thought of it, leaving him with so much confusion and curiosity. A part of him was relieved to head back to the cafeteria, but another part of him kind of wanted to stay in the bathroom and find out what had really gone on between Jasper and whoever Hoon was. *** It was Friday night, and Dylan was in the spacious basement at Beau's big lake house. Beau didn't have a cake this year, just a party full of PJ and snacks. Well, a wild party, according to his plans. Then again, with more than sixty tweens and teens, and many of them loopy, Beau's plans had clearly succeeded. If only Ethan could be here. Dylan had enjoyed talking to him earlier today at school and later over the phone. They connected so well that it made Dylan wish their friendship could grow into something stronger. At the same time, there was Martino. Granted, he was straight, but jerking off with him had been both a shock and a dream come true. Dylan had never imagined he'd ever be lucky to go that far with him. Best of all, he'd had Martino's cum all over his face and a big glop of it on his throat. When Martino wasn't looking, Dylan had eaten as much of it as he could, loving the taste so much that he'd been greedy for more. Josh's cum was also edible, but somehow, Martino's was much better. Very sweet. Addictively so. *** Everyone thought Beau had turned fourteen instead of fifteen, and he intended to keep it that way. It was why he didn't want a cake to avoid making his age a big deal, since birthday cakes required candles. Having started kindergarten a year late for being born on or after the first of September, Beau had failed kindergarten and had had to repeat it. It'd been in his hometown of Boyer Hills, a wealthy suburb northwest of Boyden, along the same lake. His parents, furious and embarrassed, had made him promise never to tell anyone that he was a year older, just to avoid being the talk of the town and shunned from elite social circles. He told only gay hookups because they were men and had no reason to tell anyone, for legal reasons. If his parents had bothered being more involved in their son's life, maybe things would've been different. Whatever... To be fair, Beau, too, would be embarrassed if anyone from school knew. Who the hell ever failed kindergarten? (Even Cal, a dumb himbo, had managed to pass.) It was bad enough that Beau's kindergarten teacher had refused to pass him after insisting he wouldn't be ready for the first grade, which had prompted his parents to buy a house in the wealthiest part of Boyden as a second home, just to attend Boyden Elementary School where no one would know him there. So, he was willing to keep it a secret for as long as possible. Besides, wouldn't Dylan be deeply disappointed in him if he told him the truth? Wouldn't he consider him to be a hack, a fake, a phony wannabe? Nope, too risky... Beau came closer to Dylan who was at the snacks table. His heart felt melty every time he laid eyes on him, the most beautiful boy ever---Cal was a close second. "Hey, Dylan." "Hey. Are you enjoying your birthday so far." "For the most part, but I'm the host, so I have to make sure the guests are the ones having fun." Dylan chuckled. "But you're the birthday boy this time, so they have to understand that." "Eh, I don't mind." Martino approached them with a smile, but he was focused on Dylan. "Hey, there's a girl who wants to say hi, and I'm a hundred-and-ten percent convinced she's your type." He gave him a knowing smile that made Beau question if it was an inside joke. Dylan's smile weakened in a way that only Beau recognized, leaving Martino oblivious. "Granted, her English isn't good," Martino added, "but she thinks you're a boy band hottie---her words, not mine." "Well, I'm not looking to date." "Nah, it's cool, man, I get it. You can just talk to her and see where it goes. If anything, she could really use the English practice since she struggles with conversations." Beau leaned close to Dylan's ear and smirked. "Good luck, boy band hottie." Dylan rolled his eyes playfully and shook his head. "I'll be back." With obvious reluctance, he followed Martino across the room where a pretty brunette with dark eyes and olive skin stood with her friends. Wasn't she that exchange student from Italy? That would be fun to watch, what with her limited English and Dylan's total lack of interest in her for extra awkwardness. "Happy birthday, Beau!" Jasper greeted as he'd finally arrived, approaching him with a large cup of PJ that spoke for itself. Drinking before greeting... As if to add insult to injury, Hoon followed Jasper along with a fake smile that Beau suddenly wanted to slap off his face. They had barely said anything to each other the last time, mostly a onceover of disapproval from Beau. How could Jasper stop messing around with him in favor of this little kid who looked as young as Cedric? Well, technically, it had never been confirmed that Jasper and Hoon messed around, but Beau wasn't stupid. At the very least, one of their dicks was getting sucked. Totally... Beau managed a smile that made him feel just as fake, suddenly bothered by his own hypocrisy. "I see you brought your little brother to tag along. Don't worry, Hoon, I won't card you for the PJ." Hoon shrugged with an unaffected facial expression. "I'm used to it. If anything, I'll look younger at forty, which is nothing to complain about." Oddly enough, he sounded mature and teen-like. Was he already going through puberty? "Hoon's actually eleven, which makes him a tween," Jasper defended with a knowing smirk. Beau tried hard not to let this sassy little kid ruin his party. "You know, Jasper, I was thinking. I should get a wrist tattoo with an expiration date. What do you think?" Jasper rolled his eyes and grinned at Hoon. "He likes to joke around. You just have to get to know him." "Whatever," Hoon replied in an unoffended tone, then focused on Beau. "You remind me of this Ken doll type who lives in Boyer Hills. His name's Mason, but he's richer and way more stuck-up than you are." Beau formed a tight smirk. "Are you implying something there?" "Do you want me to?" Ugh, what an annoying little brat. Oddly enough, Hoon reminded Beau of a much-younger version of him, attitude and all. It would be hypocritical to get angry about it. Besides, why let it get to him at his own birthday party? Cedric appeared and gave the three of them a little wave and a shy smile. "Hey, Cedric," Hoon greeted. For some reason, his greeting and facial expression were warmer than for Beau. He and Cedric didn't even know each other that well, let alone talked. "Hey, you," Jasper said to Cedric in a brightened tone. He pulled both Cedric and Hoon into each arm, standing much taller than them like a big bro. "How's my favorite young and fresh little boys doing?" He gave Beau a knowing smirk in return. "Yeah, that tattoo sounds about right. Go for it." He winked. Oh, whatever... "Anyway, I'll be back." Beau went up the basement stairs, hiding the sharp prick in his ego. He went up the main stairs to his second-floor bedroom for a much-needed break, locking the door for secured privacy. He relaxed on the bed, grabbed his phone, and obsessively checked the security camera app. Beau figured Jasper hadn't meant the harsh words, and it wasn't like Beau had any feelings for him. It was the harsh reality that hit him: young yet still too old for a fellow teenager. What a weird concept... Beau could've had a hookup with a hot college dude the other day, but he didn't feel like meeting anyone off the internet for a while. Ever since his awful experience with Horny Loner, the last hookup, it seemed too easy to be fooled again. Wasn't that considered catfishing? Nope, never again... Beau checked the camera for one of the guest rooms. He was surprised to see Cal walking in there and closing the door. Cal was there with a pretty blonde who had big and blue doe eyes, nicknamed Bambi Doe by everyone at school because of that---she was also a gossipy drama queen. But for some reason, the idea of Cal being naughty with her made Beau's dick twitch with hope, ready to focus only on him. What exactly were they up to? Cal was dressed in a white-collared polo shirt in blue stripes, khakis in light brown, and casual shoes in dark brown. At thirteen, his smooth surfer tan, beach-blond shag, and brightly blue eyes always made him the perfect Malibu Ken doll many girls fawned over. Had it not been for Dylan, and for the fact that Cal was straight, Beau would marry the blond hottie someday. After many hot fucks, of course... "Why are we here?" Cal asked dumbfoundedly from the high-quality camera. "You'll see," Bambi Doe said. She turned him around to get his backside to face her. She undid his khakis from behind and pushed them down, revealing the most comically adorable goldfish-patterned boxer briefs in light blue. What a hideous choice of underwear! When Cal's underwear was next to slide down, his smooth and untanned bubble butt gave Beau an instant erection, enough for him to get ready to jerk off. The underwear, as ugly as they were, were fitted enough to define the bubbled shape in the best way possible, but naked was better. "Don't turn around, okay?" Bambi Doe ordered. "Just bend over against the bed, spread your ass, and look straight ahead." "Okay." Cal made awkward attempts until he eventually succeeded. What was going on? Beau had had no idea Cal had this not-so-straight side of him. Very, very sexy. God, what Beau would do to have a taste of that hot peach, which was a little bigger than Dylan's small one, the perfect size to spread and munch on. If only the standard camera angle made it possible to see the actual butthole, since there was a zoom feature. Bambi Doe pulled out her phone and fiddled with it, then aimed it at Cal's backside. Was she recording him? What a kinkster! This was definitely worth a watch. "You love being on camera, don't you?" Cal chuckled. "Yeah." "You still want to be a porn star?" Cal chuckled again, more bashfully this time. "Maybe?" "Don't be coy now." Wow, a porn star... Beau unzipped his jeans and pulled out his leaking dick, stroking while focusing on Cal's sexy body. Bambi Doe was simply a talking background prop. She sighed. "So, remember when you admitted to me that you wanted to have your ass eaten?" Wow, this was getting even better for Beau, and he could easily picture himself doing the honors. He stroked faster, feeling hornier than ever before. A part of him was tempted to run across the hallway, barge into the guest room, push her aside, get behind Cal, and dive right in with his willing tongue. "Oh..." Cal chuckled shyly. "Um...yeah, I guess so." "And that you wouldn't care who did it?" Cal chuckled again. "I guess not." "You guess not? No, you don't care at all. That's the answer you should be saying. You said so yourself. I mean, you've thought about being a porn star someday, you know? Now, say it exactly how you said it, word for word." "Um..." Cal paused for a moment. "Oh, I remember! I want my dude peach eaten like a tasty fruit, and I don't care who eats it." Beau was already getting so close, the desire for Cal growing strongly from within. If the dumb himbo didn't care, did that mean he was flexible? Could Beau ever be the one to eat his tasty dude peach? Thinking about it now, it made Beau feel more confident that Cal would agree to join the bate club. He'd been meaning to ask him but hadn't found the right opportunity to do so. Until now... "And why is that?" Bambi Doe interrogated. Cal chuckled, still bent over the bed with his ass in full view. "Because it looks fun, and I hear it feels super good to eat peaches." "Because you watched it on gay porn, right? And it'd be good practice?" "Hey, it was just the one time because I was curious. I don't actually watch gay porn. More like I took a little peek." This just kept getting better and better, and while Bambi Doe was known for being an annoying drama queen, this kind of drama was useful to Beau, as long as it led to something promising with Cal. "I'd say more than a peek," Bambi Doe insisted. "Oh...well...a glance?" "No, even more than that." "Oh...um...a glimpse?" Bambi Doe let out an impatient sigh. "Still more." "Oh...um...a capture? Wait, that doesn't sound right." "Anyway! So, that means you're not straight. Can you confirm it?" "Huh? Wait, but I am straight!" Beau stopped touching himself and grew alert. What the hell was going on? This scene was quickly losing its sex appeal. "No, you're not," Bambi Doe pressed. "Straight guys don't watch gay porn, remember?" "Oh...right." Cal sported a confused look while looking to the side, as if pondering for a moment. "Wait, would that actually make me un-straight? Because that doesn't sound so accurate all of a sudden." "No, I'd say that makes you totally gay, so it's accurate." "Huh? No, I'm straight! I really am straight!" Cal chuckled like a dork. "That video was just out of curiosity because I heard only gay guys like to do it, since most girls don't want to do it." "No shit, because it's gross and unsanitary." "Oh...really? Wait, but isn't it supposed to be a massage? Like one you'd get at a spa with a happy ending or something?" "Ugh, God, Cal, you're such a braindead himbo! Just fucking confirm it already! You're gay! Tell me you're gay!" "But I'm not! I'm straight!" Somehow, Beau wasn't feeling well about where this was headed, completely turned off by what appeared to be blackmail. Should he do something about it? Bambi Doe stopped the recording and put away her phone. She sighed and stepped closer to Cal, then pushed him hard on the bed, causing him to topple over with his hot ass sticking out. "I just recorded you, asshole. I did it because you cheated on me." Uh-oh... "Huh?" Cal jumped off the bed and stood back up, unknowingly giving Beau a quick glimpse of his pink sausage that was long and thick for his age, without being super big. After having seen him in a speedo at the pool, he officially had the perfect package all around, the only other person besides Dylan who Beau would ever date. God, if only... Cal pulled his khakis and boxer briefs back up. Bambi Doe continued, "I'm going to show this video to everyone at school and tell them how much of a fag you really are, just for hurting me. And nothing or no one will stop me." Oh, God, no! This toxic drama was not good at all, and it was starting to piss Beau off. Cal looked confused. "Oh...but why would you do that?" "I just told you, idiot. Because you cheated on me." "Oh...I did?" "Seriously? Are you really going to gaslight me now, or are you being obtuse?" "No, I don't remember actually cheating on you. Okay, so, I did stick my dong inside her butt, but only because she told me I could practice my acting skills that way, and she also told me I could get her pregnant if I stuck it in her default hole." "Ugh, I can't believe this! Well, I'm going to show everyone what I recorded." In a rush, Beau put away his phone and stormed out of his room, heading down the hallway where the guest room was. He opened the door, barged inside, and closed the door, then gave her a threatening look. "If you don't delete that video right now, I'll report it to the cops for possession of child porn. You could become a registered sex offender, even at your age." Bambi Doe suddenly looked scared, proving that she wasn't the boss like she'd thought. Meanwhile, Cal looked confused. "So, delete it, or else," Beau threatened. "And show me that you're deleting it." "Fine." Bambi Doe rushed to do so, then gave both boys an angry look. "Now get the hell out of my house. And I'd better not hear you start drama again, or you'll be sorry when I show the entire school what I witnessed." She scoffed. "You were spying on us?" "I didn't say that. Are you putting words into my mouth? That's slander, which is also illegal, and I'm wealthy enough to win a lawsuit against you and make your family so piss poor that you'll never think about setting foot inside a courtroom again. Now, go! Get out!" Whatever bologna to scare Bambi Doe away. Furious, she rolled her eyes and left the room, slamming the door shut from behind. Beau locked the door and stepped closer to Cal with a horny smile, placing a hand on his shoulder. "I saved your ass, you know." Cal sighed. "Thank you, Beau! How could I ever repay you? Would you want something?" Beau smirked, his dick rising back up again. "If you insist." "Sure, whatever you want. Just tell me." "I overheard you wanting to get that private butt massage, and I think you deserve it." "Oh..." Cal blushed, looked down on the floor for a moment, then back at Beau. "But I'm straight." "I know. Very straight. Which is why I'd be the one doing it, not you. I promise you'll still be straight when I'm done. I mean, let's be honest. You've probably wanted that butt massage for a while, haven't you?" Cal blushed again. "I'm super curious about it. And it is your birthday, right? Maybe that can be your gift from me?" Beau couldn't believe he'd just hit the jackpot by saving Cal's fragile reputation, suddenly feeling strong again if Bambi Doe knew what was best for her. He lowered his hand and groped Cal's not-so-straight boner. "Two gifts, actually." Cal looked confused. "Oh...what's the other one?" "I want my order of peach to come with a side of sausage with cream." Beau winked. "A peach and sausage with cream? You mean, like, at a restaurant or something?" Beau suppressed a groan, having forgotten how much of a dumb himbo Cal really was. In that sense, he was thankful to have Dylan in his life. "No, it's an expression. I'm going to suck your dick and swallow your load because it's the one `birthday candle' I can actually have. Just don't overthink it. Relax, take off all your clothes, and I'll do all the work." Cal blushed. "Oh...okay." He got fully naked with a shy grin, briefly struggling to make eye contact. He turned around, bent over the edge of the bed, and spread his smooth cheeks to reveal his pink, hairless butthole that winked back, looking as virgin tight as Beau had expected. "Have you ever been fucked?" Cal blushed again. "Um...no...? Why would I do that when I'm straight?" "Plenty of straight guys are into pegging, which is when a girl uses a strap-on. You know, like panties with a dildo attached. But I have the real thing right here." "Oh..." Cal made a confused face. "I don't get it." Beau rolled his eyes, trying to control his patience. "Never mind. I'm going to eat your ass now. Don't fart while I'm doing it." "Okay, I won't." Beau got naked as well, leaking with way too much excitement. He kneeled behind Cal and dove into his sexy crack. He buried his face while Cal spread his own cheeks. "Oh...wow...this feels good." Beau had known Cal would end up loving it, and those horny, little breaths coming out of him made Beau drip some more. What a clean taste, and judging by the smell, it was clear Cal was good with hygiene for being a straight guy. In fact, being this clean was highly suspicious. Straight...? Cal released a soft moan, and while it was impossible to see his face from this position, his reaction and tone spoke loud enough. He didn't just love getting rimmed, but he desperately wanted more. He needed Beau's tongue like his life depended on it. Beau tried to penetrate Cal's super-tight anus with the tip of his tongue, but it was a struggle. He licked and sucked on it instead, and because he dripped so much precum, he knew he had to jerk off immediately. He was already close from how turned on Cal made him feel. What a total hottie. Hell, he'd gladly share Dylan with Cal if it meant he got to have both of them, even though he'd prefer Dylan if he absolutely had to choose just one. "Hey, Beau?" Cal called in a horny tone. "Yeah?" Beau mumbled while still burying his face in Cal's ass. This was truly a five-star meal, and since it was mutual, it meant it could happen again soon. Ugly Jasper could take a hike... "I really need to come now." Cal sounded pathetically apologetic. Beau stopped rimming and flipped Cal around to get a proper look at his leaking erection. It wasn't short, but it was fatter than it was longer, like a pink and juicy piece of boy meat that suddenly needed a mouth to service. Beau took it all in one go, thankful it wasn't super long, albeit long enough to poke his throat. At thirteen, Cal showed that he was still growing. Who knew how much bigger his dick would eventually be? Cal breathed harder, his brightly blue eyes locking with Beau's equally blue ones, an intense gaze shared between them. His eyes rolled back, and his facial muscles constricted. Then, his body shook while he gave Beau what felt like a huge dump of cum, which was sweet, rich, and tasty. "Ngh..." Beau managed not to waste a single drop, letting it all go down his hungry throat. Still on his knees, he stroked himself furiously until he shot the biggest load in a long time, most of it all over the carpeted floor and some on the lower part of the bed. He got back up and put his clothes back on with a confident smirk, having just made a straight boy come. Of course, that was assuming Cal was straight. Hmm... Cal got dressed as well, then gave Beau a shy look as if realizing what they'd just done. "I'm starting a bate club with a few guys, where we jerk off to straight porn and just have some fun, like a bro thing." Cal's face lit up. "Oh... Really? Can I join?" That was easy... "Of course you can join. That's why I brought it up. But it's top secret, which means you have to promise me never to tell anyone. Ever." "I promise, Beau." Cal placed a hand on his chest, a little too high from where his heart was, but it was the sworn-to-secrecy gesture that counted. Beau still needed to come up with some concrete rules and guidelines, as well as what exactly the boys would do besides watching porn. After all, porn was just an excuse. Hopefully, they could be horny enough to let curiosity take them where no straight boy at Boyden Middle School had ever gone before. Soon... =====BB===== braddyboyce.wordpress.com nifty.org/nifty/authors.html#braddyboyce (c) 2021-2023, Braddy Boyce. All rights reserved.