The Second Chronicles of Kovzland
Book 1:  Return of the Kovz King
Chapter Fifteen

    Yet another day dawn in the city of Labar with me in the arms 
of a beautiful, young boy.  Sometime during the night, Tod, Kelly 
and I had managed to crawl under the covers and our smooth, naked 
bodies lay close together between the clean, starched sheets.  
The sun was just rising through the open window and I sighed, 
pillowing my cheeks against the soft warmth of Tod's chest, my 
face feeling the little impression of the boy's tiny nipple 
brushing against it, feeling the steady, rhythmic swells of the 
pubescent body as the boy breathed.

    "Come on, everybody up," an older boy's voice insisted.  Tod 
woke up then and the blankets were lowered from our heads.  
Calvin stood above our bed smiling lovingly.  "Well, looks like 
you guys got a good night's sleep." Kelly was on the opposite 
side of Tod and we grinned at each other as our skinny, little 
bodies sat up.

    "Why do we have to get up so early?" Kelly's boyish voice 
whined sleepily.

    "So you can get a bath and breakfast before we leave."

    "Where are we going?" I asked as Tod sat up between us.  His 
blond hair was a mess making him look all the cuter.

    "Kovzland!" Cal grinned.  "Hurry up now.  Travis and Billy 
are going to beat you." With that, he whirled about and left the 
room closing the door behind him.

    I crawled out of my side of the bed and Kelly crawled out of 
his. Fondly, I looked down at my little, hairless penis, laying 
between my thin legs looking small and limp.  I smiled happily 
and stood up.  "Come on, Tod," I urged the older boy who still 
lay in the bed.  The sheets came just up to his belly and I gazed 
at his smooth chest again, his tiny nipples shrunk smaller in the 
chill morning air.  Kelly's naked little body was standing at the 
foot of the bed, leaning forward on the bed posts and smiling at 
our new boylover.

    Tod was looking around for his clothes, I could tell, but I 
wouldn't have any of that.  Grinning, I grabbed his slender wrist 
and started pulling him from the bed.  "Come on," I said again.

    "Where's my shorts?" the shy boy asked, allowing his body to 
be pulled from the bed only because he was too bashful to fight.

    "You don't need them," I grinned.

    The sheet fell away as the boy stood and his young penis fell 
naked between his legs.  It looked smaller now that it wasn't 
erect like it had been the previous day, but it still dwarfed 
Kelly's and my little boyhoods.  It looked very pretty, too, 
laying snugly on his enlarged testicles, his soft, black pubic 
hairs looking cute against the pale brown skin between his smooth 
legs.  He was blushing like a little child as I led him toward 
the door, Kelly in happy tow.  The little boy marched with a big 
grin on his face, little boy penis bouncing about on tiny boy 
testicles, so hairless and pretty.

    I opened the door and pulled our bashful friend out into the 
hall, leading him all the way to the bathroom, not another soul 
intruding on our naked trek.  I pushed open the door and saw 
Travis and Billy already in the water. They had both been playing 
with each other, but let each other go and turned to see who had 

entered.  When they saw us, Travis broke into a huge grin and 
Billy's nervous eyes took on that petulant boyish look of his, 
staring at our naked penises like they were meat.  Tod seemed 
ready to dart away, but I pulled him in and Kelly, more nervous 
now, came in with us.

    "Well, look who's here," Travis grinned.  The boy's stiff 
penis was easy to see in the tub, but he floated back against a 
step anyway and stuck it up out of the water to show it off.  The 
throbbing six and a half inch penis looked as beautiful as ever, 
the brown head still half concealed in the smoothness of the 
boy's fleshy foreskin.  I could see the sparse light brown hairs 
of his puberty just caressing the base of his gifted penis and he 
seemed terribly proud of the large young manhood.  His pubic 
hairs weren't as long as Tod's, but Tod's were sparser, their 
darker color all that made them easier to see than Travis's. 
Travis's little chest looked as small and skinny as ever, his 
legs and arms still awkwardly long for his boyish trunk.

    "We got the water hot for you," he grinned as my friends and 
I walked toward it.  Billy still sat against the far wall, his 
eyes gazing up at us as we moved, or, more accurately gazing at 
our penises, mostly Kelly's I guessed by the look in his face.

    The bath wasn't as large as the one in Raykov, but it was 
still large enough for five grown men and we were only boys, so I 
stepped down into it and felt the steamy water moving up my 
hairless legs.  I could feel Tod coming close behind as if eager 
to keep close to me as I crossed to the wall near Billy.  I sat 
down there and felt Tod's smooth, naked body sitting down very 
close beside me.  A quick glance into the water told me that 
Billy was as hard as Travis and he returned my glance with a much 
longer one at my penis.  It was plain that he loved little boys 
and that he wanted one desperately just then.

    I turned to find Travis still floating with his throbbing 
erection exposed as little Kelly took a seat beside him.  Kelly 
looked nervous, but not near as nervous as Tod felt beside me.  
The older boy seemed determined not to so much as glance at 
anyone else.  For my part, I took up a bar of soap and started 
washing as if nothing was going on.  "Cal said we were leaving 
today," I said casually.

    "Yep," Travis grinned.  He was grinning down at his penis, 
not at me, loving the big cock as much as I did.  "You want to 
taste some sperm, Kelly?" Travis asked the little boy, causing 
him to blush and giggle.  "Come on.  It'll taste so good."

    Kelly sat there blushing and giggling and his thin shoulders 
gave a barely perceptible shrug.  For Travis, that was all the 
encouragement needed and he quickly pulled himself up on the 
ledge of the tub and sat with his feet dangling into the water.  
His big cock stuck out straight between his legs, throbbing up 
and down as he waved the little boy toward him.  "Come on," he 
grinned, watching delightedly as Kelly giggled and moved up 
between his legs. "Yeah, that's a boy," Travis coaxed.

    Kelly's baby blue eyes were wide with the size of the big six 
and a half inch cock in front of him and he looked innocently up 
at Travis and smiled.  "Go ahead, Kelly.  You know how to do it."

    Billy, Tod and I sat there and watched as the little boy's 
hand took hold of the hot, thick penis of the other boy, stared 
as the brown foreskin was slowly pulled back revealing the swol-
len penis head, gasped to see the little boy's thin lips open and 
devour the older boy's cock.  Travis moaned immediately, his 
skinny little chest already swelling for more air as he held 
Kelly's blond head between his legs with his hands.  "Yeah, suck 

it, Kelly," he moaned, closing his eyes and rolling his head with 
pleasure.

    We could see the back of Kelly's head bobbing as he sucked on 
the pubescent boy and all three of us stared at the sight of his 
skinny shoulders between Travis's legs.

    "Hey, kid," Billy said, one of his hands already caressing my 
hairless penis.  "Suck on mine." His other hand wrapped around my 
back and started pulling me toward him.

    "No," I said pulling away.  Billy pulled me back harder and 
he was much stronger than me, his hard, little chest bulging with 
insistence.  The truth was I wouldn't have minded sucking on 
Billy's cute four inch penis at all, but I didn't want to embar-
rass Tod.

    "Leave him alone," Tod said, suddenly standing and stepping 
in front of me to face Billy.  It was strange to see bashful Tod 
so protective and forward. His own penis was throbbing like a 
jackhammer and Billy's mouth dropped open as he gazed at the 
beautiful youth before him.

    "It's none of your business," Billy's voice cracked boyishly.

    "Just leave him alone," Tod said again, his young voice 
sounding higher pitched than Billy's.

    "Says who?" the other boy said standing.  Billy's penis was 
definitely excited and stuck out from his hard body menacingly.  
He was several inches shorter than Tod, but his chest looked 
harder as did his smaller cock.  Water dripped from his dark 
peach fuzz, his penis looking so straight, the head completely 
bared of his foreskin, his testicles looking large for so young a 
penis.

    "Says me," Tod stood his ground, giving the shorter boy's 
bare shoulder a push.  They looked so adorable, their beautiful, 
naked bodies only inches from each other, their pubescent penises 
throbbing with all the more excitement as the tension rose.

    Billy's excited boy dove at Tod's with enough force to throw 
the bigger boy off his feet causing his back to fall against 
Kelly's who let Travis's penis go and turned with a start.  The 
two boy's in the water were splashing madly as they wrestled and 
it was all we could do to keep from getting hit by their kicking 
feet.  Kelly managed to avoid them and his naked little body 
scurried over next to me, our little penises the only limp ones 
in the place.  Travis scarcely reacted at all, just grinned 
broader and took his cock in his hands, stroking the big cock 
with delight.

    Somehow Billy had managed to wrestle to the top of Tod and 
stood up. Kelly and I simultaneously shoved so hard on the boy's 
rippling shoulder blades that he was forced to run up the steps 
of the tub to keep from falling over. Tod was out of the water 
after him in no time.  Now the two combatants faced off out of 
the water, both still dripping wet, both young cocks still throb-
bing madly.

    Despite the tension, the fight that followed was one of the 
most exciting things I had ever seen.  Both boys were fairly well 
built for boys and their muscles bulged and rippled with every 
hold they threw on the other.  Billy probably was the better 
wrestler (for neither boy threw any punches) because he had more 
experience and his chest, though small, was very hard and well 
built. But Tod was taller and faster and he soon had wrestled the 
smaller boy around and held him around his chest so tightly that 

Billy couldn't escape.  Trying to break away, Billy fell to the 
floor, but Tod held firm.  It was like watching two slimy serp-
ents entangling with each other, smooth boy flesh rubbing against 
smooth boy flesh, stiff cocks rubbed across backs and shoulders 
and each other.

    Tod's thigh muscles rippled as he pressed Billy forward and 
the smaller boy's resistance buckled.  In seconds, Tod's soft, 
naked body mounted Billy's back and I stared in amazement when I 
realized that Tod's hard penis had to be laying right along the 
crack of Billy's butt.  They were both gasping and panting, but I 
sensed more surprise in the boys than weariness.  It was as if 
they suddenly realized how nice it felt to be rubbing each other.  
Billy tried to escape, but Tod just held tighter his penis driven 
against the other boy's butt even harder, his adorable face 
filled with awed pain.

    "Engh!" Tod suddenly cried, and his slender body was soon 
jerking like mad, droplets of his sperm squirting between his 
body and the other boy's, his back and shoulders rippling beneath 
his smooth skin as he lost all power to his orgasm.  Billy still 
seemed to be struggling as Tod had his orgasm, but he didn't seem 
to struggle any more than it took to keep Tod at the pleasant 
peak of pubescent climax.  The boy on top seemed to be jerking 
forever, his little butt bucking rhythmically against Billy as 
his penis squirt his boy juice out.

    "Yeah," Travis suddenly cooed and Kelly and I turned and 
watched as the boy with the big penis suddenly stiffened in his 
own orgasm.  He was stroking his long cock rapidly with insistent 
jerks of pleasure, holding the young meat in his fist as his hand 
rode up and down the six and a half inch length.  His foreskin 
rubbed rhythmically up and over his swollen penis head filling 
him with still more pleasure until the young boy sat right where 
he was and jerked spasmodically.  Boy sperm sailed from his penis 
as it ejaculated, thin little droplets of juice that sprinkled 
into the water wasted.

    But we were more curious about Tod and Billy and turned just 
in time to see Billy wrestle out from under the exhausted Tod.  
The victor stood up proudly boasting his four inch erection, his 
muscular little chest heaving as he caught his breath.  "I won," 
he gasped down as Tod's body rolled over.  He was gasping as hard 
as Billy, his penis rolling over on his thigh as he turned, still 
dripping his thin sperm.  The first thing Tod did was look at 
Billy's stiff little penis then up at the cute boy's face.  
Blushing and shy, he sat up then crawled over back into the tub 
with us.  He was soon sitting beside me, looking at Billy to see 
if he was going to try and get me again.  Billy didn't seem to 
give it too much thought.  His eyes were all on Tod as he started 
to rub his sweet meat rhythmically.  One got the feeling that the 
two were making love to each other with their eyes and Billy came 
very quickly.

    All four of us watched as the excited boy's thighs rippled 
and his rock hard cock squirt his own boy juice out.  The drop-
lets of sperm flew several feet in the air before splattering on 
the floor, the enlarged testicles beneath his erection still 
bouncing with his beat.

    "That was great," Travis giggled, sliding back into the 
water.

    "I won," Billy said again, his chest now glowing with post- 
orgasmic blush.  He crawled down into the tub still trying to 
look tough.

    "Oh, chill out, Boyer," Travis said.  "We all squirt."

    Billy remained silent from then on as we all finished wash-
ing, but his eyes seemed to be watching Tod more closely now, as 
if the boy had found a new object of desire.  Tod seemed reason-
ably attracted to Billy, too, but he still spent his time washing 
Kelly and my backs and not Billy's.

    The five of us got out of the bath together and returned to 
our respective rooms.  James had laid out our traveling clothes.  
They turned out to be nothing but plain brown bathrobes.  This 
confused us, but we obligingly put them on and left the room 
following the pleasing smell of breakfast.

    We found Brendan, Calvin, Curt and Paul already at the table 
and Travis and Billy appeared soon after.  All of us were dressed 
in the same brown robes with the exception of Cal who was dressed 
in a full military uniform.

    "What gives?" Travis asked as he and Billy slumped down into 
their chairs.  Travis hadn't tied his sash and the front of his 
robe hung wide open exposing his skinny body for all to see.  The 
older boys, particularly Paul, seemed very interested.

    "You'll be traveling in disguise," Cal explained.  "These are 
the robes of monks.  No one will stop to search us."

    "You sure?" Travis asked doubtfully.  Only his small chest 
was visible with him sitting down and he looked kind of funny, 
but very cute.

    "Well, not if you don't show your little penis to everybody," 
Cal said causing all the boys to laugh.

    After breakfast, we said our goodbyes to James and we all 
loaded up on a wagon as large as the cage we had used some weeks 
before.  This time, however, it was a very nice carriage.  It had 
wooden walls with windows along them and only one entrance at the 
rear.  There were two wide couches set lengthwise to the carriage 
and a plush red carpet on the floor.  There was plenty of room 
for all of us to sit and Cal took the driver's seat.  On one 
couch sat Brendan, Curt, Paul and Travis.  On the other, Tod, me, 
Billy and Kelly.  We were told to keep our hoods over our faces 
until we left the city gates so no one would mention the group of 
boys posing as monks should anyone come looking for the deserters 
from the school.  The curtains were pulled wide and no one 
stopped us. We were long outside of Labar before Cal finally 
knocked on the ceiling.

    "Okay," Brendan said, pulling the hood from his face.  We all 
did likewise and I turned to watch the countryside passing by the 
window.

    We headed southwest out of Labar, the green hillsides growing 
more rolling the farther we went, the scattered farmyards growing 
farther apart until we rarely saw anymore.  It was moving on 
evening when Cal brought the wagon to a halt and we all got off.

    There was no fear of pursuit, so we made no effort to be 
quiet or to keep the fire small.  It was a festive mood that 
night around the camp.  Brendan and Curt fixed us all a large 
meal and we all sat laughing and telling stories as we ate.  I 
couldn't help but remember the other camps we had been to, the 
ones with Jonathan and Eric, the one where I'd met Lance.  It all 
seemed so long ago.

    It was a warm night, but only Travis had shed his robe and 
walked happily about with his big penis dangling.  I could tell 
that Paul was growing more and more attracted to him, but I'd 
stopped noticing casual nudity.  Billy, oddly enough, was sad-

dling up next to Tod and my bashful friend seemed embarrassed, 
but interested.  For my part, I hung close to Kelly who remained 
my true companion.

    After dinner, Curt pulled out a harmonica and Cal produced a 
guitar and the two young men played festive music as the sky grew 
dark.  "Hey, Kely, why don't you dance for us?" Brendan grinned 
that toothy grin of his.

    "Okay," Kelly and I answered at the same time.

    This made the other boys laugh, but both Kelly and I got up 
and started to dance in each other's arms around the fire, cast-
ing long shadows as our robes blew about us.

    "I meant naked," Brendan giggled after a few minutes.  This 
caught both Kelly and I by surprise and we looked at each other 
blushing.  Telepathically we asked each other if the other wanted 
to, and we both ended up blushing and giggling.

    "Okay," I said, causing all the boys to laugh and gather 
round.

    Kelly and I were too young to have any thoughts about seduc-
tion so we both just stepped back and untied our robes, slipping 
them over our shoulders and tossing them aside.  We both emerged 
stark naked, looking small and skinny. Our boyhoods, small nor-
mally, were even smaller in the night air, little, hairless boy 
penises cradled on little hairless boy testicles.  The cutest 
thing was how skinny we were and how much our bodies looked alike 
in boyhood, both so soft and smooth, both so young and innocent.

    We didn't really know how to dance without any clothes on, so 
we just giggled and swung our hips, blushing at each other as the 
older boys all grinned and watched.  The firelight kept our naked 
bodies bright in the darkness, our bare feet plodding about on 
the dirt, little penises dangling for all to see. We were both so 
bashful that we didn't even notice as Travis and Paul disap-
peared, or Billy and Tod, or Cal and Curt.  All we could say for 
certain was that when the music stopped, only Brendan was there 
to watch us.

    "Where'd everybody go?" Kelly asked.

    Brendan grinned.  "To bed," he said.  "But I thought you guys 
did real well." We both blushed.  "Come on over here.  No... 
leave your robes," he added when we started to search for them.

    Kelly and I glanced at each other boyishly, but smiled and 
walked over to the older boy.  "Sit down here," he said, spread-
ing his arms to show a seat for either of us at his sides.  Kelly 
sat on one side, I sat on the other.  The warmth of Brendan's 
strong arms encircled us immediately.  "Are you guys cold?" he 
asked.  "Then why are you shivering?" in response to our head 
shakes. Brendan laughed and held us tighter.

    "Don't worry," he grinned.  "I just want to teach you some 
new ways to play with each other.  Okay?"

    "Like what?" I asked, after Kelly and I exchanged boyish 
giggles.

    "Come on, I'll show you."

    Brendan led us back to the wagon and, to our surprise, none 
of the other boys were inside.  We stepped up inside, and Brendan 
turned on a lamp then pulled the curtains closed.  "We don't want 
a bunch of boys watching," he grinned and Kelly and I giggled 

again.  Our skinny bodies were both huddled up together awaiting 
the lessons Brendan was going to teach us.  We weren't in the 
least bit afraid, for we knew that all Brendan could do was be 
kind to us. "Let's see here," he smiled taking a jar from a 
hidden drawer in the wall. "Kelly, let's let you have the fun 
first, okay?" Kelly just giggled and walked over to the older 
boy.  He stood directly in front of Brendan, his skinny, naked 
body looking so small beside him, his hairless little penis 
sitting there expectantly.

    Brendan looked at the tender little meat with love as he 
opened the jar and pulled out a gob of cream on his hands.  He 
put the jar aside and I watched as his dry hand very gently took 
the little penis between his fingers and held it.  Temptation got 
the better of him and he apparently couldn't help himself, his 
warm, slimy lips very lightly sucking Kelly's boyhood just long 
enough to get the taste of it in his mouth.  "A kiss for luck," 
he smiled at the delighted boy.  The tender way he held the 
little boy's penis seemed to really entrance me and I watched his 
gentleness in awe even as I felt my own little penis growing, 
standing out from my crotch and pulsing into a boyish erection.

    "Now," Brendan said, slowly bringing the cream to Kelly's 
little boyhood and lovingly rubbing it across the little child's 
penis head.  I could see Kelly's body sway with pleasure at the 
slimy, tender caresses on his penis as Brendan very slowly rubbed 
cream along his little penis shaft, covering the naked boy's 
little cock with the warm slime.  He rubbed so slowly, so tender-
ly, it was no wonder when Kelly's erection rapidly flared into 
his boyhood, swelling it out it's childlike two and a half inches 
until it throbbed frantically.  I was only watching the caresses 
and I was as stiff as a board.  How wonderful it must have felt 
to have your penis rubbed by so tender a boy.  I could even hear 
Kelly's high pitched voice panting happily as his little cock 
grew rock hard and ready for love.

    "That's it," Brendan smiled, his slimy fingers making certain 
the stiff little penis in his hands was completely coated.  "Oh, 
Kelly, you have such a pretty penis." There was more than a hint 
of heavy breathing in Brendan's voice and it was little wonder:  
the sight of Kelly's hairless erection was enough to make any boy 
horny.  "Sit down now," Brendan said, standing and guiding the 
thin, naked child back onto the couch.  We both stared at Kelly's 
slimy penis as it throbbed straight out between his legs, so 
stiff and little.

    Brendan was gasping in love for the little boy and I watched 
him untying his robe.  When he slipped the ends over his should-
ers, I was astonished by the godlike body that appeared.  I 
hadn't realized it before, but in all our weeks together since 
first leaving Tarsec, I had never seen Brendan naked.  Oh, I had 
imagined it, but my imaginings never came close to the beauty of 
his adolescent body.  I needn't describe how pretty his face was.  
Beneath it ran a slender neck marred only by the small bump of 
his adam's apple.  That then widened into broad shoulders, rip-
pled with very hard muscles, two pronounced color bones, and the 
hard mounds of his muscular, young chest.  Brendan was only 
fifteen years old and wasn't full-grown.  He stood at just over 
five and a half feet tall.  He also wasn't fully developed muscu-
larly, but the muscles that he did have were so smooth and so 
incredibly hard that he looked as solid as granite.  His skin was 
as smooth as any boy his age and covered his hard body so tightly 
that it looked even smoother.  The hard mounds of his chest ended 
in two small, brown nipples that stood erect in the boy's excite-
ment.  His long arms were as well rounded as his chest and we 
could see the young boy hairs on his underarms as he dropped the 
robe.


    What stood out most pronounced on this slender young man was 
his penis. Neither Kelly nor I had seen a cock so big.  Not only 
did it stand straight out a full eight inches, but it was at 
least twice as thick as Travis's.  It throbbed like a little 
boy's which is to say that I could see it moving up and down with 
the beat of his heart.  The knob at the end was large and swollen 
extremely hard.  Below his penis, his large testicles hung in his 
scrotum, sparse little hairs caressing the fleshy bag.  Around 
his penis was a small triangle of fresh pubic hair, thicker than 
Tod's and Billy's put together, but not so thick as a man's and 
still limited to the small triangle between his legs.  His thighs 
were as smooth and hairless as mine or Kelly's as was his thin, 
flat belly.

    Brendan smiled at the astonished looks Kelly and I gave his 
big penis. "Yours will be this big," he grinned, though we doubt-
ed it.  He looked over at me and grinned broader when he saw my 
stiff erection.  "Well, it looks like everybody's ready.  Come 
here, Kelvin." He motioned with his arm and I walked nervously 
over to him, actually feeling frightened by the adolescent boy's 
huge cock.  He wrapped his arm around my shoulders and brought me 
over to where Kelly sat on the couch, the little boy's mouth 
still hanging open, his stiff little penis still coated in slimy 
cream.

    "Have you guys butt fucked yet?" he asked.  He was the only 
one grinning.  Kelly and I were still in awe.

    "What's that?" I asked.

    "That's when you stick your penis in another boy's butt," 
Brendan explained.

    I nodded at him, momentarily terrified that the much bigger 
boy wanted to stick that huge penis in my tiny butthole.

    "Well, that's all you're going to do now, but this time you 
get to do it facing each other."

    "What do you mean?" I asked.

    Brendan smiled and moved my shoulders to face Kelly.  The 
little boy's cute face looked up at me with the same nervous 
concern I felt.  Our little penises were so young and small.  
What was the older boy planning to do to us.

    "Now," Brendan said.  "You just sit down on Kelly's lap, 
Kelvin, and let him stick his penis in your butt." I was a little 
bit frightened to do this, but I soon felt Brendan's big hands 
guiding my shoulders downward and I sat forward, my legs strad-
dling Kelly's as my throbbing little penis approached his.  Our 
blue eyes met and we watched each other bravely as the older boy 
instructed us.  "That's it.  Now, Kelvin, you lift up a little 
and I'll guide Kelly's penis."

    Both Kelly and I swallowed nervously, but I raised myself up 
on my legs, my hands taking hold of Kelly's shoulders as I felt 
him holding to my skinny waist to steady me.  I tried to look 
over my back to see what was happening but could see nothing as I 
felt my little body being moved above Kelly's penis, felt myself 
slowly lowered down to it.  I felt the little head suddenly 
rubbing against my butt and immediately realized how wonderful it 
was going to feel. Delightedly I turned to Kelly and saw that he 
understood too.

    Brendan had the little boy's stiff little penis in his fin-
gers and was guiding it to my butthole.  I could feel it actually 
tickling my eager butt as he probed for my tiny hole.  Kelly was 

smiling up at me, not even watching the manipulation of his penis 
as his hands took greater pleasure in rubbing up and down my 
skinny body, as if I were his penis and he were masturbating me.  
I felt his penis head slimily tickle the outside of my butthole 
then felt Brendan lowering my body until the little penis slowly 
pressed my little butthole open and forced its way into my butt.  
Kelly and I giggled excitedly.  It felt so nice to feel that 
little stiffness slowly sliding into me.  Brendan let us both go, 
and I continued to lower myself on the little boy's cock, 
thrilled by the easy way it slipped up me, delighted by the 
exciting stiffness of it.  It was so little that I soon felt my 
butt sitting all the way down on his lap, his penis buried all 
the way inside, me imagining the hairless little testicles I knew 
must be pressed against me.

    It was a wonderful way to be sitting.  Not only were my arms 
wrapped around the boy I loved's thin shoulders, but he was still 
helping me keep my balance by holding to my skinny body.  His 
penis felt small but nice inside me and mine, mine stuck up 
between our warm bellies and throbbed, its hairless erection 
telling the story for both our beating hearts.  I looked down our 
skinny chests, so close together we could feel the warmth of the 
other boy's body against us, and down to where my hairless penis 
was, the smooth flesh of my body and of Kelly's moving down to 
join in the perfect softness of that prepubescent little cock.

    "That's it," Brendan cooed, coming over to sit beside us, 
close enough to watch everything happening.  He had already taken 
his huge cock in his fist and I watched as his hand rubbed slow-
ly, so slowly, up and down that throbbing organ.  "Now you just 
move up and down, Kelvin," Brendan said rhythmically, "up and 
down on Kelly's stiff little penis."

    The pleasure in his voice was intense and I willingly obeyed.  
Still holding to Kelly's skinny shoulders, I was just able to 
move my skinny legs enough to raise my body a little bit.  It was 
enough, however, for I could feel the little boy cock in my butt 
sliding inside me, felt it starting to slip out before I stopped 
and sat back down on his lap again, the little cock slipping back 
in.  Kelly smiled a warm, blushing smile of pleasure and I knew 
he had enjoyed it as much as I had.  Smiling a toothy, boyish 
smile at him, I did it again and felt his penis slide first out 
then in my butt.

    "Oh, yeah, Kely," the little boy moaned.  It was wonderful 
and got even better the more I did it.  I found just the right 
length of the little penis that I was able to hump faster up and 
down on it, riding the little cock up and down faster and faster 
until it seemed as if I were bouncing madly up and down on the 
little boy's body.  Our skinny chests, bellies and legs rubbed 
against each other and we looked like two frantically rubbing 
little boys, my erection all the while tucked between the soft 
rubbing flesh of our bodies.  I could tell Kelly was getting more 
and more excited and I started to go even faster up and down on 
him, the little boy starting to wail with high pitched pleasure, 
his innocent penis fighting to hold back from the pleasure the 
little boy just had to have.

    His pleasure was my pleasure and my pleasure demanded that I 
hump faster and faster.  My skinny legs ached, my thighs burned 
but I had to bounce even quicker on the horny manchild beneath 
me.  It was as if our bodies were squirming madly but the move-
ment was all up and down and all Kelly was doing was sitting 
there letting my butthole ride up and down on his hairless little 
penis like a pogo stick.  I was so close to coming, so close, my 
little body so eager to climax...

    I could scarcely believe that Kelly was jerking beneath me.  

It had seemed as if he would only naturally feel the same way 
that I did, but plainly the little boy was having an orgasm.  The 
sweet, pained look of pleasure in his eyes, the moaning sighs 
between his lips, the frantic jerking of his little hips all told 
me that the child had had his orgasm.  Such a pretty little boy 
in his excitement.

    I tried to hump on him some more, but his penis softened 
rather quickly and I soon felt rather foolish.  I collapsed on 
the gasping boy and felt my burning legs begin to recover.

    "Oh, yeah," Brendan suddenly moaned beside us, the older boy 
standing up, rock hard, humongous cock waving as he stroked it.  
"Kovz!  You're such cute little boys.  Oh, yeah, my cute little 
boys..."

    We were still laying chest to chest, but the excited Brendan 
pushed his hot cock down between our shoulders.  We could feel 
the thick, throbbing organ rubbing between our collar bones and 
chests as the adolescent forced it down as far as he could.  His 
large hands held to both of our backs and held us tightly togeth-
er against the throbbing hardness of his huge penis as he pushed 
it in and out between our baby soft little chests.  "Oh, God!" he 
cried.  Suddenly the rock hard boy grew even tighter and every 
strand of muscle in his body seemed to strain and ripple.  He 
shoved that huge penis of his down between us once more and we 
could feel it swell against us as the horny thing madly started 
to ejaculate.

    The intensity and power of Brendan's orgasm cannot be de-
scribed, but some attempt must be made to describe the slimy 
hotness of his adolescent seed as it shot out against Kelly and 
my chests.  Our bodies were already pressed tightly together, 
separated only by the sheer strength of Brendan's erection bet-
ween us.  Add to the warmth of our bodies and the heat from the 
big boy's cock the hot, slimy feel of teenaged sperm shooting out 
of a penis like a gun and you can imagine our thrill.  Brendan's 
first few shots were nothing more than pre-cum, thin sperm like 
Tod's, but he shot out more than a tablespoon of it.  Almost 
immediately came the real seamen, a flood of boy sperm that 
instantly coated Kelly and my chests, made our bodies slimy as 
they held each other.  Still the older boy ejaculated and still 
the hot slimy sperm coated our bodies until even my little penis 
down near our bellies could feel only the slimy hairlessness of 
Kelly's body against it.  In all, Brendan shot more than a half 
cup of teenaged sperm, enough to turn two little boys like Kelly 
and I into absolutely slimy children.

    The big cock between our chests slowly slipped out still 
oozing sperm that splattered over my shoulder.  Brendan didn't 
say anything, just fell back onto the couch and stared at our 
naked bodies as they held each other, a happy smile on his face.  
He looked so happy, in fact, that Kelly and I couldn't help but 
feel happy, too.  I still sat on the naked boy's lap, his little 
penis still sticking up my butt, though it was now so shrunken 
and small it was almost out. I pulled my hips back without stand-
ing and felt it slide out all the way.  I also felt, however, my 
still throbbing erection rubbing up and down Kelly's firm belly 
in the warm, thick slime of Brendan's sperm.

    I did it again and found that the thrills given to my swollen 
penis head were incredibly nice.  "Go ahead," Kelly encouraged, 
trying to move my body with his little hands.  We smiled at each 
other and within seconds I was humping against him again, this 
time trying to relieve the intense hardness between my own legs.  
My skinny little penis was so hard it was all I could do to think 
about where I was.  I knew that Brendan was sitting there watch-
ing me, but all I could think about was how badly I wanted to 

feel my little, hairless penis explode in orgasm again.  The 
naked body against me was so warm and slimy and felt so small and 
skinny.  With every passing day I fell more and more in love with 
Kelly, my dearest of friends, and as the childish orgasm in my 
little penis began to spread and fill my whole body with pleas-
ure, so did my love for him fill my whole being.

    I started jerking against the naked little boy and he held me 
in his arms as he had so often before.  My little, hairless 
penis, so like his, filled me with the ticklish hardness of 
pleasure that is so loved by boys of all ages and I hugged him 
tightly, feeling the joys of his skinny body against mine as I 
jerked my hips rhythmically against his abdomen, lost in the sea 
of love and passion.

    *       *       *

    The next few days passed in similar fashion.  All of us boys 
made love to each other, Kelly and I sharing the beauty of our 
hairless boyhood, the others sharing the experience and passions 
of their puberty.  It was a trip that I'd almost wished would 
never end.  It did end, however, at around noon, eleven days 
after our departure from Labar.

    "How much farther, Cal?" Brendan asked through the open 
window that led to the coach's seat.

    "Just over that next rise," Cal replied.  "Maybe five 
minutes."

    The excitement of finally arriving at the legendary City of 
Kovz seemed to infect all of us, whether we remembered what it 
was like or not.  We all sat on the couches stark naked, as if 
clothing would only get in the way of our fully appreciating what 
we had been through and where we were going.  Kelly and I sat 
side by side on our knees, peering out the windows as the moun-
tains we'd been traveling through for days again became foot-
hills, this time of lush green meadows.  Rabbits and deer ap-
peared and didn't seem concerned by our passage. Everything was 
beauty and tranquility.

    Finally, the carriage started to bounce along on some rough 
cobblestones.  Kelly and I looked at each other in confusion for 
a moment then turned back to our windows.  The city we were 
entering wasn't a towering city of awe and wonder but a run down, 
almost deserted ruin.  There were small and large buildings, none 
of them very close together, but all of them destroyed or half 
destroyed.  Rubble crowded the streets.  Melted iron fences 
seemed to cry in pain.  Papers and rotting clothing were strewn 
about everywhere.

    "Brendan..." I said turning to him.

    "We told you:  there was a war..."

    I turned back and watched as the carriage found its way over 
the rough roadway.  Nothing moved.  There was no life save for an 
occasional squirrel or bird.  The trees that had once lined the 
lanes and walkways were now charred and dead.  Instead of a 
paradise of Kovz Boys, all we found was a ruin.  Perhaps it had 
all been some crazy dream.  Perhaps the worst of my nightmares 
didn't lie behind me, but ahead.

    The carriage stopped in front of an imposing building that 
had probably once been quite remarkable.  Now, the south half had 
been blown away and the rest looked dirty and weather beaten.  
"All out for Kovz City," Calvin announced, as if there was 
something worth stopping for.

    Curt was near the door and opened it, the rest of us follow-
ing him out into the ruin.  I had clutched my robe as we left as 
had all the other boys, and we were all scurrying into them as we 
came out.

    "Gees, what a dump," Travis remarked.  "This is worse than 
the Fourth Quarter."

    Everyone seemed to have the same, disappointed look on their 
face, everyone that is, except Tod.  The beautiful boy looked 
around with an odd smile of contentment on his face, an odd look 
that made me realize that I had truly brought him home again.  
His beautiful blue eyes were filled with wonder and awe and I 
wished that I could see whatever it was that he was seeing.

    "Welcome home, gentlemen," a young boy's voice called from 
the building we had stopped at.  It took me more than a passing 
moment to recognize the youth walking down the crumbling steps to 
us.  When I did, I ran toward him and threw myself in his arms.  
It was Erin, the second great love of my life.  He laughed at me 
as I snuggled against the warmth of his slender body through his 
t-shirt.

    "What have we here?  Kelvin, you really must stop these sorts 
of displays."

    He may or may not have understood what it meant to see him, 
but it meant a great deal.  It was as if I had a link back to 
myself after the long, bewildering trip I had gone through.  Only 
seeing Eric might have been greater. "Erin," I said turning.  
"This is His Highness..."

    "I know, Kelvin," he dismissed me.  "We know all about it..." 
He walked toward Tod with a look of enchantment and uncertainty 
in his eyes, then looked at little Kelly in a similar way.  
"Well," he said, finally slipping his hands in his jeans pocket 
and turning away.  "Won't you please come inside?"

    *     *     *     *

    All totalled, there were fewer than two dozen boys in the 
large city of Kovz after our arrival.  Apart from our group, 
there were the following.  From what was to become the new Royal 
Family:  King Erin, High Princes Tod and Ben Alfors (who'd been 
holding the fort), and Prince Kelly.  Of the Guardians were 
myself, Calvin, Terry Carver, and Rick Stratton.  Of the boys I 
had met during my travels were John Clack and Chris Anderson.  
Aside from these were ten other Kovz Boys I had not met before 
and the little boys we had rescued from the Daireans long weeks 
prior.

    The interior of the north end of the palace was intact and 
still gave the impression of the majesty of the great building 
before it had become the half destroyed ruin we'd seen outside.  
Though the King's personal quarters had been in the south as had 
many of the guest rooms, there were still plenty of rooms for our 
small band of boys if we converted the offices on the second 
floor into bedrooms.  After we were all introduced, we shared a 
rather generous meal of quail, hunted by Chris and John that 
afternoon, and vegetables picked from what remained of the garden 
by some of the other boys.  These other Kovz Boys, who were all 
called just Boys since they were neither royalty nor guardians, 
were mostly older, the youngest one being about sixteen and the 
eldest perhaps in his early twenties.  They had been the first 
Kovz Boys to return to the city and had already aged as they 
waited for the princes and Guardians to return.  It was hoped 
that our band, only half of the total, would be sufficient and, 
if nothing else, Cal promised them that they could all become 

children again once the rest of us had been reunited with our 
prior memories and could take on the duties of defending the 
city.

    The Boys weren't treated on any lower plane than the rest of 
us, but I did notice that they did all of the work and seemed 
happy to be serving and cleaning up after us.  They also looked 
just as handsome and just as well fed as the rest of us.  In 
short, there was nothing to distinguish them from us save for 
their insistent desire to call us by titles.  This formality was 
quickly dispensed with by the Guardians, but the Boys refused to 
address the Royal Family by anything but their proper titles.  
Thus little Kelly was forced to blush beneath the respectful 
title of Prince Kelly and Your Royal Highness.

    Very little clothing remained in the city following the war, 
but what remained was split up equitably between all.  Kelly and 
I were assured that it would be just fine if we went naked, but 
we both accepted a pair of underwear each and paraded around in 
them with our little penis bulges showing through the white 
fabric.

    "White's the color of innocence," Rick smiled at the two of 
us, causing us to blush.  "It's okay for His Royal Highness, 
since he's the Prince of White. But you, my fellow guardian, 
ought you to be wearing such a color?"

    I blushed in embarrassment before the laughter of the other 
boys made me realize that it had been a joke.

    Brendan tried to explain the nature of life at Kovz to me as 
he, Kelly and I poked around in the rubble of the fallen build-
ings.  There weren't very many of them, actually, but the size of 
the rubble piles told of their former size.  The first building 
we went to was the White House.  It was located just outside the 
Palace gates, through a warped, wrought iron fence and far se-
cluded through a forest.  It was by far the most remote of the 
Houses.  The reason for this was that White was the home for the 
youngest of the Kovz Boys, the boys who hadn't reached puberty 
yet and still hadn't discovered the pleasures of their penises.  
It was in that house that the boys grew up pure and innocent, 
their bodies not molested by the others, and them kept in inno-
cent ignorance about sex.  Here they went to school and played 
and grew, each boy inspected regularly and watched carefully to 
see if he had begun to show signs of puberty.

    Once they did begin to show signs, they were quickly trans-
ferred to the Baby Blue House before they ended up molesting any 
of the other little boys. Baby Blue was called the transition 
house.  It was here that the boy discovered other boys and 
learned to accept the new desires of his pubescent hormones.  The 
boys here were allowed to play naked and were silently encouraged 
to experiment with each other, the Keepers of Baby Blue calmly 
organizing the boys into games and sports that required a lot of 
physical contact.  Eventually the boy would discover pleasures 
and learn to accept them.  It was at this time, that the Keepers 
would recommend the novice boy up for draft.

    The Draft was a great social event in Kovz.  All the recom-
mended boys were moved up to the Palace where they had reserved 
rooms.  For the next week they would be courted by the Major 
Houses, each house seeking to learn whether or not the boy would 
fit into their particular house's character, for each of these 
invariably became very different.  On the final day, the Draft 
itself would be held.  Each of the house's had numbers for the 
Draft as assigned by the Senior Guardian (which was currently 
Cal).  These numbers represented the order that they got to pick 
from the dozen or so boys up for draft.  The numbers, or picks as 

they were called, were frequently traded between houses for other 
boys they wanted.  Anyway, on Draft day, each house would present 
its bid to the boys in order.  The boy could then accept the 
Draft, or refuse it.  If he took it, he then joined that house.  
If he refused, that house lost its pick until the end. It was all 
very exciting and they were held about once a month.

    The other six houses also were named by colors:  Blue, Red, 
Grey, Purple, Green and Yellow.  Each of them had a patron Prince 
and a President who ruled the house according to their own 
desires subject to the King's veto.  Of the two, the Prince 
technically had all the power, but they tended to stay at the 
palace a lot and the presidents frequently got to run everything 
they wanted to.

    All this we learned as we walked through the rubble.  We saw 
the ruins of all the Great Houses and the ruins of the building 
called the City Center. This was where the boys from the differ-
ent houses could meet and play with each other, aside from White, 
of course, who were never allowed there.  Even Baby Blue boys 
came to the Center, but they were strictly protected from abuse 
by the Law which said that no boy could touch a Baby Blue boy 
accept by his expressed permission.  Boys from the other houses 
were pretty much fair game, although they could sometimes be 
punished or protected by the president or Prince and not allowed 
to be touched at all.  This was a very effective tool for houses 
who had the really pretty boys and wanted something in return for 
their sex.

    The last of the buildings, aside from the stables and store-
houses, was the Great Temple of Kovz where all of the Guardians 
kept offices and where they conducted meetings and services.  
This had plainly been an opulent building, its spires and steps 
all made of pure gold, gold which had now been melted and de-
stroyed.  It was obvious that this was where the Old Ones had hit 
hardest, and it was here that most of the Guardians died.

    Seeing the city told me how great an accomplishment the boys 
had made in getting so many of the princes at one time.  Erin was 
new royalty, of course, but it was still a tremendous feat.  I 
was bashfully proud that I had been such a part of it, however 
unknowingly.

    Evening had begun to fall before we finally returned to what 
remained of the palace and we walked up the steps filled with the 
solemnness of the duties ahead of us.

    "Gentlemen," Calvin said after we'd finished dinner and the 
Boys were dismissed.  "Tonight, we must have the melding."

    It seemed a heavy thought, this odd ceremony we had all heard 
mentioned so many times but did not understand.  Would we still 
be ourselves when it was over?  Did we die to be replaced by some 
boy we used to be?  I was afraid immediately and I could tell 
that my friends were, too.

    "Kelvin, Tod and Kelly, each of you has lived before.  You 
have forgotten your prior memories and it's necessary for each of 
you to remember if we are to be able to save Kovzland."

    "What do we have to do?" Kelly's weak little voice asked.

    "Just what you've always been doing: make love to each 
other."

    This made us blush and look away, but Cal continued.  "All 
melding consists of is the putting on of a magic potion and your 
saying that you want to meld.  After that, all you have to do is 

have an orgasm.  I just assume that you'd want to do it 
together."

    "What about Erin and Jonathan?" Tod asked softly.

    "They're not Kovz Boys yet so they don't have to go through 
the same ceremony."

    "What do we have to do?" Erin's childlike voice asked for 
both of them.

    "Well, tomorrow we'll hold a coronation ceremony for you.  
Jonathan will need a lot of training and a lot of ceremonies.  It 
may take a long time."

    "Can't we still be part of their thing?" Erin asked, blushing 
even as he asked it.  His big brown eyes were glancing at Kelly 
and I and I realized how eager he was to play with a little boy 
again.  He'd only just met the little prince that morning but was 
obviously infatuated with his childish beauty and enthusiasm.

    Cal shrugged.  "Do you see any reason why not, Guardians?"

    "Not if they all want to," Terry blushed.  Terry was an 
extremely attractive, fifteen year old youth.  He had lost most 
of his pubescent awkwardness, but his legs and arms were still 
long and his hands and feet still a little too large for his 
growing body.  I thought he was extremely cute.  "The important 
thing is that they all really want to do it."

    "I do," Jonathan's deeper voice smiled immediately.

    "Me too," Erin agreed.

    "How about you boys?" Rick asked us as we sat blushing.  
Having sex with the older boys was fine by me, but it did embar-
rass me when they just talked about it like it was the same as 
going for a walk.  Having an orgasm with a boy was nothing like 
that at all and I somehow thought the older boys should talk 
about it more reverently, the way I thought about it.  It was 
fun, of course, but there was something far more powerful about 
it than just fun.

    Tod, Kelly and I didn't respond immediately and I eventually 
swallowed and asked what we all feared.  "Are we going to die, 
Calvin?"

    Cal smiled.  "No, of course not," he said soothingly, his 
large hand gently rubbing the nape of my neck.  "I know it seems 
strange to you, but you won't change very much.  You'll just know 
more, understand more.  Once you've melded with the past you'll 
be able to help rebuild Kovz into a great city. Trust me, all of 
you:  you won't die."

    We thought about this for a moment, but knew we had little 
choice. Actually, I don't think we were even afraid anymore.  "I 
guess if we're going to do it..." I started.  "Well, we may as 
well do it with our friends."

    Erin and Jonathan smiled, both boys obviously eager to share 
in the experience with the three of us.

    "Kelly?  Tod?  You all have to want to..."

    The two cute, blond haired boys nodded and blushed.  Just as 
Erin was infatuated with Kelly, I could tell that Tod was quickly 
growing infatuated with Erin.  I saw all this with a little bit 
of jealousy.  It wasn't that I minded them being attracted to 

each other or anyone else for that matter.  It was just that I 
sensed something very powerful in their infatuations and I some-
how knew it was because they were older.  I wanted to feel as 
infatuated with boys as they did.  Being a horny little boy could 
be a little awkward.  Infatuation seemed directly linked to this 
otherworldliness I sensed in the sexual act.  I knew that when I 
was older, that feeling would get even stronger just as it was 
becoming stronger in Erin and Tod's bodies now.  Puberty was 
beautiful.

    The decision was made.

    There seems little reason to go through the entire ceremony.  
A cool, slimy potion was rubbed on our chests and foreheads and 
Calvin, who was acting as the Priest, even reached down our 
shorts and rubbed cream on our penises.  As the cream was applied 
to my penis, I felt it growing warm, felt it tingling and quickly 
stiffening into a very hard erection.  The fact of the matter is 
that it instantly made me so horny I couldn't think straight.  
All I wanted was to get a boy between my legs and fuck him till I 
cried.

    I could tell at a glance that both Tod and Kelly were equally 
affected, all three of us glancing at each other in nervous 
fascination.  The desire for making love was incredible and none 
of us listened as Calvin made some speech or other.  I didn't 
hear a word.  It felt like a hand was pulling between my legs, 
urging my little boyhood to have sex.  A few feet away, Erin and 
Jonathan were grinning at the confused, astonished, embarrassed 
looks on our young faces.  Kovz, I was only eleven years old.  I 
had no idea how to cope with desires this great.

    When Calvin finished talking, both Erin and Jonathan eagerly 
asked the young man to give them the hormone therapy, too.  I 
didn't really know what hormones were save for remembering that 
they'd been used on Tod in Labar to make him more suseptible to 
my sexual advances.  I realized that that's what they'd given 
Tod, Kelly and I as Calvin rubbed the potion into their chests 
and foreheads and, as he'd done with us, reached into their 
shorts and rubbed it on their penises.

    Erin's face instantly lost its excited smile and filled with 
the same surprise, wonder and awkwardness that I felt.  Plainly 
he hadn't expected the intensity of his desires to be so great 
and he immediately looked as frightened by it as I was.

    Jonathan, being considerably more mature, handled it a little 
better but hissed "Shit!" as I saw the mound in his underwear 
swelling dramatically and immediately.  "Man," he gasped, rubbing 
his face and looking at the rest of us like he would attack us at 
any second and rape our smaller bodies.

    Afterward, Brendan and John led us up to the room Erin was 
using as the King's chambers.  All five of us were filled with 
the same horny passion and truly had to be led.  Kelly and I were 
whimpering and the older boys were all panting.  Our legs were 
rubbery and I doubted they would support me long enough to reach 
a bed.  I wanted to drop on the floor right there and rub on my 
stiff little boner.

    "You guys may as well sleep in here tonight," Brendan smiled 
at our confused faces, holding the door open for us.  "We'll see 
you in the morning."

    The door closed behind us and we were alone.

    Erin had a large room on the 4th floor.  It was decorated 
with the seven colors of Kovz and looked very nice.  There was a 

huge bed against the far wall and thick, white carpet on the 
floor.  We stood there nervously, not sure how to proceed when 
the reality of our activity was clearly before us.

    "What do we do now?" Kelly asked nervously.  He looked like 
he was going to cry.  We were all wearing only underpants and the 
intensity of our erections were evident by the bulges in all of 
them, young penises swollen to the breaking point.  As could be 
expected, the eldest boy took the initiative.

    "Just relax," Jonathan said though the frantic gasps and 
frantic edge to his mature voice did little to ease our near 
terror.  His muscular arm slipped around Kelly's bare shoulders 
and he awkwardly led both Kelly and Tod toward the bed.  I 
glanced over at Erin and saw my old lover smiling at me and 
gasping.  He was looking at me like Jonathan had been doing 
before and I had the strange sensation that he was thinking about 
raping me.  Sexual desires were frantic in his twinkling brown 
eyes.  Nonetheless, he managed to take hold of my elbow and led 
me over to the other boys.

    Jonathan and Erin sat down on the bed and stood Tod, Kelly 
and I up in front of them.  Tod stood in the middle, Kelly in 
front of Jonathan and me in front of Erin.  The two horny boys 
smiled up at us, their large hands moving immediately to Kelly 
and my underpants, taking them in their fingers and stripping 
them down our skinny, hairless legs in unison.  Our little penis-
es stuck out in circumcised hardness, pulsing up and down as 
always.  We looked at their hairless smallness as the sitting 
boys took hold of Tod's underwear and each of them pulled on his 
until his throbbing cock popped out of his drawers and throbbed 
out from the soft, furry hair of his puberty.

    Jonathan took one of Kelly's hands and one of Tod's as Erin 
took one of mine and the middle boy's, and they pulled the three 
of us down onto the bed with them.  I was so inflamed with pas-
sion that my mind became a blur in what followed.  Warm boy flesh 
seemed to be rubbing all over me, first a boy's legs, then his 
chest,then his back, all the while as other boy's bodies rubbed 
against me elsewhere.  A penis came in front of my eyes and I 
gasped as I took hold of it, realizing that it was Tod's, as hard 
and throbbing as my little one.  I was distantly aware that both 
Jonathan and Erin were practically crying as they fought to rip 
their underwear off in the press of naked bodies.  Tod was being 
rolled away from me, his hard penis slipping from my hand and the 
rounded contours of his smooth bottom taking its place.  His 
cheeks parted and I could see the small, hairless brown butthole 
between them.  I crawled frantically toward the boy's soft back 
felt my little penis just begin to rub across his butt before a 
pair of hands grasped me beneath the underarms and effortlessly 
pulled my little body away.  I was face to face with Jonathan who 
looked incredibly soft and hard as he lowered my skinny body 
between his legs and held me against his smooth chest.

    I could feel Jonathan's six inch cock and mature pubic hair 
rubbing against my sensitive penis as the smiling, moaning boy 
tenderly rubbed my body up and down between his legs.  The hard 
bulges of his chest felt so warm and smooth and I could feel the 
strength of his arms as they still held me, big hands caressing 
the hairless skin on my underarms.  All five of us were crying 
with pleasure as our wild bodies rubbed and caressed each other.  
I was so moved by the pleasure of Jonathan as he rubbed me 
against him that all I could do was close my eyes and revel in 
the rhythmic passion of our young orgasms.

    I felt a soft body crawling up on my back, felt a stiff, 
little, hairless penis poking at my butthole and knew that Kelly 
was trying to butt fuck me.  Fingers poked my ribs as large hands 

grasped the little boy's skinny rib cage and I felt his frantic 
erection being pulled away from me.  Jonathan just moaned as his 
strong hands continued rhythmically rubbing me between his legs, 
the pleasure in his body plainly building rapidly.  He was so 
strong.  All my skinny little body could do was lay there and let 
him manhandle me up and down his throbbing six inch cock.

    It was as if we were all already in the throes of orgasm and 
the way my little penis felt I would have thought I was save for 
the fact that the pleasure just kept getting greater and greater.  
The little thing felt like an intense rock of pleasure as the 
older boy slid my body up and down on his own rock hard cock, my 
hairless boyhood caressed by his soft, curly pubic hair.  I 
controlled myself enough to look over at the three other boys, 
saw Kelly frantically trying to stick his stiff little penis into 
Tod's butt as Tod and Erin lay a desperately sucking sixty nine, 
young heads buried into the other's crotch as they frantically 
sucked their pubescent penises.  The startled look of wonder and 
surprise that suddenly filled Kelly's blue eyes told me that the 
little boy had managed to penetrate Tod's hairless little butt 
and he immediately began to stroke the little thing in and out of 
it.

    I felt faint with pleasure and Jonathan was wailing as his 
entire body tensed beneath me.  "Oh, God!" the boy yelled, his 
arms bulging as he held me beneath my armpits and rubbed me 
faster against his cock, his hips now pressing the hard penis 
rhythmically against me, his smooth body squirming with pleasure.

    Everywhere were the loud cries of boys in orgasm, the slurpy 
sounds of Tod and Erin sucking cock like they were going to suck 
them clean off, the air echoing with the high pitched cries of 
Kelly and I, the cracking, pubescent squeals of Erin and Tod, the 
deep, baritone moans of Jonathan.  The youth beneath me suddenly 
started to grunt, forcing his big, hairy erection between my 
legs, humping it madly as orgasm filled his hard body, made him 
cry with pleasure.  I felt his hot sperm squirting from his 
penis, felt it coating my stiff boyhood and rubbing across my 
thin belly.  His sperm felt so warm and slimy, so nice against 
me, his body slowing until his arms wrapped around me and hugged 
me lovingly.  He was temporarily satisfied and didn't rub me on 
him anymore, but my sperm coated little penis was still stiff and 
throbbing and I desperately starting to hump against him as his 
hard penis softened.  I could feel the wiry hairs around his 
penis rubbing my little cock as I fucked him and could only moan 
my appreciation.

    I turned my head and saw Erin's round, little butt still bare 
as the older boy sucked on Tod.  Rubbing my penis against Jo-
nathan was no longer enough and I felt myself crawling off him, 
crawling toward the beauty of the hairless, brown butthole I saw.  
Erin looked so skinny and soft as I moved his body between my 
legs, my slimy little penis throbbing angrily, demanding it be 
rubbed.  Crying desperately, I shoved it toward the boy's little 
hole and missed.  I was too horny to try again and grabbed his 
thin shoulders, pressed my chest against his soft back and set-
tled on humping my little penis against the crack of his butt.  
The first hump I made miraculously slipped my sperm covered penis 
head against his butthole and I frantically pushed it inside, 
felt the tight little hole widen and admit my stiff little cock.  
The hairless rock slid in easily and I soon felt it buried to the 
testicles.

    Kelly was just as frantic at fucking Tod's butt and I watched 
the pleasure in his cute face as we both frantically fucked the 
sucking boys.  He was so excited his little penis slipped from 
Tod's butt and I stared as the desperate little boy fought 
frantically to reinsert it.  It took him several tries but his 

terrified face relaxed into a delighted smile as he felt it slide 
back in.  For my part, my hairless little penis just slid in and 
out of Erin's tight butt with rhythmic pleasure, the passion in 
me growing stronger and stronger.  I could feel his body jerking 
suddenly and knew that he was squirting his boy seed into Tod's 
mouth.  The thought of it made me even more excited but still I 
couldn't reach the orgasm I wanted so much.

    Tod gagged on Erin's thin sperm and the milky juice trickled 
out of his mouth with the slimy penis of the other boy.  He was 
so deep in orgasm that all he could do was roll his head back on 
the sheets and moan, his own penis still being sucked by the 
other boy, his butt frantically fucked by the excited child. Tod 
looked like he was crying as if from great pain, the wails from 
his pubescent voice sounding like a wounded animal until he 
suddenly grunted frantically, pumped his smooth hips madly out at 
Erin.  Erin slipped the hard penis from his mouth and held it as 
the swollen head started squirting Tod's boy sperm all over his 
smooth, adorable face.  The thirteen year old's semen looked 
milky and slimy and splattered on Erin's nose and cheeks, the 
adorable boy smiling and letting the sperm trickle between his 
lips.

    Kelly and I were the only ones who hadn't climaxed yet and 
our sorrowful, eager eyes looked across at each other as our 
naked little bodies still humped against the older boys.  As if 
in a dream, we pulled our little penises out and I madly crawled 
over Erin to him.  Gasping and crying to each other, I let Kelly 
guide my body above his hips as the little boy lay down on the 
bed.  I could feel his hairless little penis touch my butthole, 
felt the eager child pressing it desperately at my tight hole.  
It slipped inside of me like a stiff finger and I felt its hard-
ness in my butt with joy.  The little boy lay there, his small 
hands rubbing across my little chest as I slowly humped my body 
up and down on his little cock.  The feel of the skinny hardness 
sliding in and out of my body was wonderful and mingled with the 
frantic intensity in my own little erection.  My fingers took 
hold of the hairless little thing and I started to masturbate it 
in time with our humping.  Our eyes were locked on each other as 
we finally felt our pleasure growing uncontrollable, finally felt 
the ticklish pleasure of our intense boyish orgasms.

    Kelly and I were both crying out in childlike grunts of 
pleasure and both our little bodies started to jerk at the same 
time.  My mind flew out of my body reeling in orgasmic pleasure 
and images started to appear before me in mad succession, each of 
them feeling like orgasm itself.  Somewhere my body was jerking, 
my little boy penis pounding with orgasm, the softness of Kelly's 
skinny body bucking between my legs, his little erection poking 
quickly inside my butt.

    We had loved before, a hundred times.  I had seen him grow to 
manhood, his little penis growing bigger, the first traces of 
fine, silver peach fuzz on his little testicles, them growing 
darker, longer, curly.  His skinny chest grew bigger and thicker 
with boy muscle.  He grew taller, prettier.  And he had seen the 
same changes in me.  Other boys, a flood of them.  Mostly Tod.  
Like Kelly I had watched him grow from hairless boyhood to loving 
young manhood, had made love to him a thousand times.  There were 
so many boys, so many beautiful, passionate boys and I had loved 
them all, my penis like an insatiable animal, always searching 
for the pleasure of another boy, longing to feel his tight butt, 
to suck his hard penis.  A boy named Deane dominated most of the 
images, a young Kovz Boy I had been in love with as if forever.  
Another boy named Toby; Kral, Teddy, Conrad and Scotty.  Little 
Pud and Ricky and Brian.  Precious, horny David with his hairless 
five inch erection so eager to masturbate himself.  Boy after boy 
after boy.  A hundred lifetimes of loving them over and over 

again.

    There was Kovzland in its beauty, the golden streets filled 
with naked, happy boys.  Manhood ceremonies.  Boyhood ceremonies.  
Innocence and passion. There had been a small farm, a bed I 
shared with two brothers who had first taught me about sex in a 
new world I had helped to create.  There was David and Chad and 
Korey.  Naked, twisting, squirming boys.  So many orgasms in 
their arms that it seemed like orgasm was my natural state.

    There was another world of pain and lost loves; of pollution 
and terror and war; of aging and aching and dying.  Across the 
images of their tragic world, I could see the faces of the Old 
Ones, the ones brought to Destinial with the other guardians and 
I by a young man I knew to be God.

    There was the day when that world, when the Old Ones, found 
Kovzland and attacked it with mad, violent explosions of hell-
fire.  My boys lost, my love lost, my dream lost.  There were the 
boys who'd shared it, the Guardians, the boys who'd come from 
that first world with me longing to make a new world of boyhood 
and joy, only to be countered by the Old Ones, the Evil Ones who 
would destroy boyhood forever.  There was Kelly, floating naked 
toward me, taking me in his arms, his limp little penis and mine 
mingling as we held each other.

    "I remember, Kelvin," he moaned as he held me.  "I remember."

    Then Tod came toward us, the beautiful Tod, and he held to 
both of us and pressed his warm, young penis between our bodies.  
"I remember, too," his pubescent voice cracked in astonishment.

    I nodded, still have floating with orgasm, my hands feeling 
their baby soft young bodies in pleasure and love.  "I do, too," 
I gasped softly.  "Now we must go and bring the boys home again."

    - Finis -

So far for book 1, The return of the Kovz King, by Kelvin Guard.

I asked Kelvin for the first chronicals, but these seem to be 
lost... Kelvin told me he is still working on the second book, 
and when it's finnished I'll post it here.

Btw.: Kelvin is waiting for some feedback...
He can be reached at kelvin_guard@panther.pphost.nl