Date: Thu, 15 Jul 2010 07:36:54 -0500
From: R.J. Josh Maxwell <btomandback@hotmail.com>
Subject: Milk pt 11

For those coming lately to the story, Margie, Fiona, and Mom are all the
same. Long story... drop back to chapter 9 if you want to fill in.

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The big news that day was that Anna was having her first period. She,
Ellie, and Margie left excitedly to buy her tampons, as if they were buying
her a dress for the prom or something. They invited me to go because they
were also going to by condoms for me and Ethan to use when we wanted sex
with Anna after she came off her period. But Dad was playing golf, so they
ended up deciding to leave me to watch Lizzie and the twins again.

The twins went outside to play. I thought about going to my room to read a
sci-fi book I was into, but I decided not to; I didn't like my room so much
since Ethan wasn't around. So I took my book downstairs to the living room
and sat in Margie's chair to read. It was the most comfortable chair in the
house, and all of us liked sitting in it when Margie wasn't around.

Lizzie came in naked, and climbed up to straddle my lap. "Suck my pussy,
David. Okay?"

Lizzie knew I loved sucking her bare little pussy, and I hadn't done it in
a couple of days. She gave me her best baby sister smile and fingered
herself as provocatively as a seven-year-old knew how.

I wasn't desperate for sex. And yet, Lizzie was cute girl, and her pussy
with her finger in it hovered above my dick. I was fourteen. My dick
stirred.

The phone rang.

"Aw!" Lizzie complained.

I got her out of my lap so I could answer the phone. It was Tom inviting me
to come over.

"I can't. I'm watching Lizzie and the twins."

"I thought you said that once Ethan and Anna were back, you wouldn't have
to do that all the time."

The truth was that the previous week it was sex with Fiona that kept me as
tied up as much as watching the little ones. The entire time, I had managed
to meet Tom and his cousins at the pool only one time, on Thursday. When
Tom called the next day, Friday, I turned him down because wanted to stick
around the house to wait for Ethan, Anna, and Ellie to come home. He called
on Saturday, but by then, Ethan was pissed at me, and I wanted to wait for
Ethan to come back from Jason's, which he didn't do, of course. And now Tom
was calling again on Sunday. He had called every day since his cousin
Jeremy and I kissed underwater at the pool. I wondered if Jeremy had told
him about it. It happened that Thursday before things went to shit with
Ethan.

"Okay, I'll come over there," Tom said.

"No," I said.

"Why don't you ever let me come over there?" Tom asked. He sounded like he
was getting pissed.

I glanced at Lizzie who was sitting in Margie's chair fingering herself,
and I had an image of her coming naked up to me and asking me to suck her
pussy while Tom was over. I thought of the twins playing outside and could
just picture them talking in front of Tom about Margie and me making a
baby.

Actually, I was a little pissed, too because I didn't feel safe having my
friends over. My family was becoming awkward for me.

"My stepmom will be back soon," I told him. "I'll come over as soon as
she's home." I thought, but didn't say, 'Unless Ethan comes home.' I don't
mean to sound repetitive, but I did keep thinking about him. It's difficult
to relate just how important Ethan was to me and how shitty I felt.

"Bring your swimsuit in case we go to the pool," Tom told me.

I may have felt shitty, but I wanted to go to the pool, and I wanted to see
Tom because he liked me and I like him.. And then, too, there was Jeremy.

At twelve, Jeremy was the older of Tom's two cousins. Mikey, ten, was the
younger. Both looked a bit like Tom. All three had the same tan skin and
dark blond hair with gold highlights; and though neither cousin had Tom's
very small waist, they were both slender guys.

The Thursday Jeremy and I kissed, we had been resting against the side of
the pool in chest deep water, just talking about how he and Mikey would be
leaving in a week and we might not see each other again, and Jeremy wanted
me to come sleepover at Tom's mom's house. There were kids all around us,
but Tom and Mikey had drifted across the pool.

Jeremy got this conspiratorial look on his face. "Go under water with me,"
he said. "I wanna show you something."

So I did.  Neither one of us had much in the way of body fat. When we let
out air, we sank to the bottom of the pool on our knees. Jeremy grabbed the
sides of my face and kissed me. It was brief, but long enough for me to get
over the surprise and start responding. I just hoped to hell there were no
little kids wearing swim goggles around us.

When we popped back up to the surface, Jeremy grinned. "I knew you'd like
it!" he said. "I knew you would! Wanna do it again?"

I glanced around. No one seemed to be watching us. Since Jeremy and his
brother would be going back home in another week, it didn't matter to him
if we were seen. But this was where I lived. People knew me here. And
yet... the danger made it exciting. I nodded, and we went back under.

This time I slid a hand behind Jeremy's waist as our knees touched bottom,
and I pulled our bellies together. We kissed longer before coming back up.

"That was great!" Jeremy said with a gasp as we broke the surface. He
glanced around. "Let's do it again."

We went back under and this time, kissed with tongue; which actually wasn't
easy since we got water in our mouths and a little up our noses. Jeremy
groped the front of my swimsuit. I groped his. He had a good-sized boner
for a twelve-year-old.

This time when we came up for air, one of the life guards was standing over
us. He was one of the cute ones Ethan and Jason had liked so much. He had a
handsome face and blond hair and terribly blue eyes. He looked like a
junior or senior in high school.

"None of that in the pool, guys," he said. "Don't be stupid."

My face grew so hot it felt like I would boil the water if I ducked back
under the way I wanted to do. But then the life guard winked at me. My
mouth dropped. Just then Tom and Mikey came up to say it was time to leave.

So when Tom called the next day, I wondered if Jeremy had told him. And
then everything went to shit with Ethan.

So that Sunday morning, part of me still wanted to wait around the house
for Ethan to come home, but it wasn't the part between my legs. That part
was hard from me thinking about kissing Jeremy again at the pool.

I glanced at Lizzie, fingering herself in Margie's chair. Her eyes were
closed until I stepped up to the chair and hooked my thumbs in the
waistband of my shorts. I shoved them down in front, and when my dick
sprang out, wagging at Lizzie's, she laughed, sat up, and grabbed it. She
closed her mouth over my glans and looked up at me with bright eyes.

I took Lizzie down onto the floor and knelt over her on all-fours so that
my dick would hang over her face while I sucked her labia and tongued her
clit. As my mouth made contact, Lizzie grabbed my dick and licked my cock
head.

It distracted me as I licked and sucked. Lizzie liked licking on my dick as
much as I liked licking her pussy, and we both liked the way the other did
it. Her little pelvis thrust against my mouth. It was difficult to restrain
my own hips.

When I rolled Lizzie onto her side, her puffy little pussy lips showed
through the backs of her legs, completely slobbered up with my saliva. I
got down behind her and pressed my glans into her small crevice. Her labia
opened and stretched. I pushed in slowly. My dick stretched her labia thin
and slid between them. I pumped slowly a few times.

Getting down behind her, I cradled her smaller body, pressing the tops of
my legs to the backs of hers. I pulled her back into my arms, and kissed
the back of her head.

"Are you going to rub my pussy with your fingers, David?" Lizzie asked,
opening her legs and sliding her top leg back over mine.

I pressed my fingers on either side of her clit. "Yes," I told her,
nuzzling the back of her hair. She wiggled back against my chest, and I
held her tightly to my belly as I rubbed her pussy with my fingers and slid
my dick deeper inside. Lizzie moaned and thrust her pussy against my
fingers.

I heard a car door. The back door opened, and I heard Ellie and Anna come
into the room. Then Margie.

"Well," Margie said with a sigh, "I was going to ask David to help bring in
the groceries."

"Aw, Mom!" Lizzie protested, pressing my hand to her pussy with both
hands. "We just started."

"I thought we agreed," Margie said, "no sex in the living room when people
could be coming over."

`What a hypocrite!', I thought. Fiona and I had fucked in the living
room. I thought about stopping, angrily, and just going to find Tom's
cousin, Jeremy, and fuck him instead, hard. But I didn't know if that would
ever happen, and Margie went back into the kitchen. I probably couldn't
have stopped fucking Lizzie at that particular moment, even if I
wanted. And I didn't want to.

I rolled onto my back, rolling Lizzie up with me, hugging her back to my
belly. I pulled up my knees under her and planted my feet on the floor. I
had both hands between her legs and she had both hands on mine while I
drove up with my hips. Lizzie rubbed on top of my hands with hers and
moaned happily.

Ellie came back into the room. She knelt down beside our legs to watch.

I felt her fingers on my balls. She lifted them and pressed my
perineum. Even though she was only nine, Ellie had learned a lot in a few
short weeks.

Lizzie started into an orgasm; the prepubescent kind. And I came.

"I feel it," Ellie murmured, pressing her fingers to my perineum. "You're
coming."

I could feel it, too... the root of my cock throbbing against her fingers.

The throbbing stopped. As I lay there, feeling the grip of Lizzie's little
vagina holding me in, Ellie scooted up beside me on her knees.

"You still mad at me?" I asked.

"No. You know what I'm going to do?" she asked. She looked down her nose at
me. "Tonight, while Mom's watching TV, I'm going to take Dad a glass of
milk." She said it like, 'take that!' Like somehow, she was going to get
back at me for having sex with her mom by having sex with my dad.

"He won't do it," I told her.

"Yes he will," she said. "I sat in his lap last night and made his dick
hard."

I shrugged. "Do whatever you want," I told her.

Ellie frowned, got up, and walked from the room.



My dick was still wet and hanging thickly when I leaned into the
kitchen. Margie was putting away groceries.

"Do you think Ethan will be home today?" I asked.

Margie glanced at my naked body. Her eyes went to my middle. Her eyes
always went to my middle.

She looked away. "I don't know, David. Your father and I will talk to him
later today. We'll see."

I shrugged. "Then I'm going over to see my friend, Tom."

Margie glanced at me sharply. Then she looked away. "Yeah, just go."

Now Margie didn't sound happy with me either. That was fine by me. I wasn't
too happy with her. She was the one who screwed things up for me with
Ethan.



At his house, Tom greeted me with a happy smile and led me back to his
Mom's den where Jeremy and Mikey had staked out either end of a long
couch. They were watching motocross on TV.

"We can't go back to my room," Tom said. "My mom's doing laundry and she's
changing all the sheets."

There was a large recliner beside the couch. Tom dropped into it and
scooted to one side. "You can sit here with me," he said.

I dropped into the chair beside him. It was a large recliner, but snug for
two fourteen-year-olds. Tom was shorter than me. It seemed sort of natural
to drape my arm over the backs of his shoulders. Tom laid a hand on my
thigh. I think it was a friendly reflex, but he left it there. The two of
us pretended to watch TV.

"Tommy," his mom called from the back of the room

"What?" he called back, taking his hand from my thigh.

"Come here a second."

"Aw, Mom," he protested. "We're watching TV."

"Just for a second," she said, coming into the room. Then, "Oh, hi!"

"This is David, Mom. The guy I told you about."

"Hi David," she said. "I'm glad to meet you." She gave me a warm smile, and
I liked her. She was young like Fiona, but shorter. I was trained to stand
to greet a woman, but my dick had thickened because of Tom's hand on my
thigh, and I didn't get up.

"Me, too," I told her.

She glanced again at Tom. "Just for a moment, Tommy," she said.

Reluctantly, Tom got up, and I was glad to see a noticeable bulge in the
front of his pants. Noticeable, at least, to me. I hoped his mom wouldn't
notice.

"Tommy," I heard her say to him from outside the room. Because she was
speaking loud enough to be heard over the TV, we could all hear her. "You
simply have to start sleeping with underwear on," she said. "I know boys
your age have a lot of wet dreams, but it's staining my sheets."

On the couch, Jeremy and Mikey snickered. I glanced over and Jeremy flashed
me a grin.

"Mom!" Tom howled. Then he murmured something like, "not so loud," and then
something that sounded like, "I can't sleep with clothes on. Dad doesn't
make me do it."

"Well that's at your dad's house," she said. "He probably never changes the
sheets anyway."

"And we aren't juicing them up at his house," Jeremy said, just loud enough
for Mikey and me to hear.

"You guys do stuff together?" I asked in a whisper.

Jeremy nodded and by way of answer put his bare foot on his brother Mikey's
crotch and rubbed it there.

Tom answered something else to his mom that I couldn't hear. Then his mom
said, "Just try, okay?" Then Tom said something else before coming back
into the room. He didn't sit down.

"Let's go to the pool," he said.



We changed at the pool. Mikey changed quickly, but not before I got a
glance at his dick; a respectable bit of worm for a ten-year-old. The other
three of us changed more slowly, and we each let the others get a good look
while pretending we weren't looking. Jeremy had a few black pubes and a
nice dick which hung as low as the bottom of his scrotum. It began to
lengthen as we watched. I had expected it to be a good one because of our
feeling each other up a few days before. Both Mikey and Jeremy were
circumcised.

Tom, though, was uncut, like me, and my eyes lingered on his equipment. He
had a tight black pubic patch, and his dick was naturally thick. It curved
downward from the bottom of the V of his flat pelvis like a fleshy
waterfall; and it extended well below the bottom of his scrotum. For a
shorter guy, he was well-hung. He turned from me, and the fist-sized globes
of his white butt flexed as he pulled on his swimsuit. Jeremy and Mikey had
fleshier butts. I liked all three.



We came out onto the pool deck. I looked for Ethan. But then a life guard
blew his whistle, and we all looked in that direction. It was the lifeguard
who had stopped me and Jeremy the other day. He was wearing shades, but I
could tell it was him. He was sitting in one of those high, life guard
chairs, and he pointed at me and motioned for me to come over.

"Who is he pointing at?" I asked. I felt my face growing red.

"You," Jeremy said.

"Yeah, I think he's pointing at you, David," Tom agreed.

"Come with me," I said.

"Uh-uh," Jeremy answered.

But Tom came with me. Jeremy and Mikey jumped into the pool. On the way to
the lifeguard, I did see Ethan. He and his buddy, Jason, were up against
the side of the pool where they often hung out. Ethan looked away.

"Just him," the lifeguard said when we got there. He pointed at me. "What's
your name?"

"David."

"Just David," the lifeguard said to Tom. "You can go ahead and get into the
pool."

With an apologetic glance at me, Tom jumped into the pool and swam away.

The lifeguard looked seriously cool with his shades and the flat planes of
the sides of his face. He looked like some kind of action hero. He motioned
me closer and took off his sunglasses. His eyes were really, really blue.

"Are you going to behave today?" he asked looking me in the eye.

I gulped and nodded.

His eyes traveled down my body and lingered where my hip creases dipped
into the front of my suit.

"How old are you?" he asked.

"Fourteen." I glanced in Ethan's direction. He and Jason were talking and
not looking at me.

The lifeguard nodded knowingly. "Jailbait," he said.

I frowned. That sounded vaguely insulting. "What's jailbait?" I asked in an
uncertain voice.

His eyes rose to mine and he motioned me closer up; right beside his
chair. "When I guy my age has sex with a guy your age he can go to jail,"
he told me, watching my eyes. "That's why they call a hottie like you,
jailbait."

"I'm a hottie?" I asked, trying to get a handle on the moment. I mean, he
was obviously gay, and obviously liked me.

He smiled. "Oh, yeah. You're a hottie."

I looked down my body. Then I looked him over. He had muscled shoulders and
a completely hairless chest. Fine golden hairs ran up from his tan calves
and inside smooth thighs. He seemed like a real hottie.

"How old are you?" I asked.

"Seventeen. You'd be even worse jailbait if I were eighteen. Once you're
eighteen, you aren't a minor anymore." He smiled and held out a hand. "I'm
Kyle."

I shook it. His hand was strong. He looked over my shoulders and chest as
our hands shook.

I couldn't help glancing toward Ethan and Jason. What would Ethan think of
me talking to a hottie lifeguard? But Ethan and Jason were getting out of
the pool. Jason glanced at me. I turned back to the lifeguard who seemed to
be shaking my hand for a long time.

"You have long fingers," he said with a smile.

"Oh," I smiled, not sure what that meant. "I like your name."

Kyle nodded toward Tom and his cousins who were watching us from across the
pool. "You guys have sex together?" he asked.

"Not yet," I told him honestly.

His eyebrows rose slightly. "But you've had sex with guys before?"

I nodded.

"And you want to have sex with that one?" He nodded again toward Tom and
his cousins. "The one you were kissing the other day?"

I shrugged. "Maybe. Maybe Tom, too. He's the one my age. I really like
him."

It seemed strange, talking to another guy about gay stuff. Especially an
older guy I didn't know. But Kyle started it, and he seemed to know
stuff. It was sort of nice to be able to talk to a guy who knew stuff. I
sort of wished I could talk to him about Ethan, who at that moment gave me
an angry glance back as he and Jason passed on the sidewalk behind Tom and
his cousins.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" Kyle asked.

I shrugged. "I did, but he's pissed at me."

"Oh, why? Did you screw someone else?"

I glanced up in surprise. Kyle really did seem to know a lot. I nodded.

"Is he your age? Your boyfriend, that is."

"He's a year younger."

"School buddy?"

I hesitated, but I'd gone this far. "My stepbrother. The redheaded guy over
there. The one leaving."

"Oh?" Kyle glanced toward the exit. "Him? Seriously? Him? Shit! He's hot,
too. And he's your stepbrother?"

I nodded.

"Oh, shit!"

We watched Ethan's and Jason's Speedo butts vanish inside.

"Who's the other guy?"

"His friend."

"Do they have sex?"

"I nodded."

"Shit!"

"Look, maybe I better get in the pool so you can lifeguard."

Kyle's eyes drifted down my body again and then back up to my eyes. "Would
you ever wanna, like, hang with me for a while; like go get a Coke or
something?"

I nodded. "Yeah. Maybe. Sometime."

Kyle shifted in his seat, and I saw the tube of an erection shift out
toward his hip inside his lifeguard swimmers. It looked thick.

"I get off today at six. I can, like meet you somewhere," he said.

I shrugged. "I dunno. My stepbrother may be coming home."

"I can call you."

"I don't know if I'll be home or at Tom's."

Kyle bit his lip, thinking. "Next rotation, I'll get some paper and a
pen. We can give each other our phone numbers, okay?"

"Sure."

I started to turn, but then turned back. "I... umm..."

"What?"

"I think Tom may want to kiss me underwater."

"Dude," Kyle said. "It is a public pool, you know. Take him to a toilet
stall."

I frowned. I couldn't see taking Tom to a toilet stall happening as easy as
ducking underwater for a surprise kiss."

"Or, if you kiss in the pool," Kyle said with a smile. "Be real cool about
it. Come over to where I'm lifeguarding so I can keep a lookout for you."





"What did he want?" Tom asked as I swam up to them.

"To just talk, I think."

"Seriously?"

I nodded. "He asked for my phone number. I think he wants to be friends."

"Friends?" Jeremy asked with a grin.

"Yeah, and he said that if you and me were going to do what we did the
other day, we needed to go do it in the bathroom or over where he's
lifeguarding so he can keep an eye out for us."

"What did you and Jeremy do?" Tom asked innocently.

Mikey snickered, and Jeremy rolled his eyes.

"Well, uh.... " I started to say.

Jeremy's eyes lit up. "Let's show him!"

Tom almost grinned. I saw it.

"Ooooh-kay," I agreed. "Let's go over by Kyle."

"Who's Kyle?" Jeremy asked.

"The lifeguard."

The four of us made our way across the pool full of kids to the wall
beneath Kyle's lifeguard stand. He had his shades on again, but I could
tell he was watching us. There were kids all around as Jeremy and I faced
off beside the wall. Tom and Mikey partially screened us from the
pool. Kyle came to the edge, and he could see us, though, and that was
exciting.

Jeremy and I ducked under, letting out air and settling down onto our knees
on the bottom. Tom and Mikey ducked under to watch us. Jeremy repeated how
we started last Thursday. He took my face in both hands and pressed his
lips to mine. I wrapped an arm behind his waist and pulled our bellies
together. We kissed with tongue, and did better this time keeping water out
of our mouths and noses. But this time, Jeremy didn't grab the front of my
swimsuit. Instead, he shoved his hand down inside the front of my swimsuit
and grabbed my cock.

So I reached into his suit and grabbed his. His dick was hard already, like
mine. And then... Mikey reached into the front of my swimsuit, too, and
then Tom did. I had three hands in my swimsuit fighting for my cock and
balls.

Jeremy ran out of breath and went back up. I followed, out of breath
myself, and the other guys pulled their hands out of my swimsuit. Mikey
came up laughing, and I gave him a good-natured shove. Tom came up beside
me and laid his arm over the back of my shoulders. "You wanna try it with
me?" he asked, his face closes to mine.

"Yeah," I answered, catching my breath.

We shifted around so that it was Tom I squared off against at the side of
the pool. Sunlight off the water reflected off his eyes and the golden wet
hair at this temples and eyebrows. Jeremy and Mikey screened us. We took a
few more breaths and then went under.

Tom and I let out air and went to the bottom on our knees. I pulled Tom's
belly to mine and he grabbed my shoulders. We kissed and our mouths
opened. We tongue wrestled and Tom let a lot of pool water into our mouths
before we ran out of air and went up.

"My turn," Mikey said.

"Not yet," Tom told him. "I didn't get to do everything Jeremy got to do."
He glanced at me. Even in the sunlight, I could see he was flush. We were
close together, and he moved even closer to thrust his hand back down
inside the front of my swim suit.

"See," Jeremy said, moving closer to keep his voice down. "I told you he
had a good one."

I reached into the front of Tom's suit. His erection was fully as long as
mine, and thicker. It surprised me how good it felt in my hand that he had
a thick cock. We stroked one another, watching each other's eyes.

"I get a turn," Mikey said.

"Are you guys gonna jack each other off?" Jeremy asked.

Tom smiled and then ducked under the water. Pulling the front of my
swimsuit down, he closed his mouth over my cock and sucked it up. I
couldn't believe I was getting a blow in a public pool surrounded by kids.

Tom bobbed a few times, but then needed air. I decided that It was my turn
to go down on him and was about to go under, but Kyle stopped us.

"Hey, David," he said.

Tom let go of my cock and we glanced up at him.

"Slow down, dudes," Kyle said.

Tom and I glanced at one another. Slowing down was not what either of us
had in mind.

"Let's go to the changin' room," Jeremy suggested. "Like Kyle said to do."
He glanced up at Kyle with a smile and started moving in the direction of
the changing rooms. We followed. I waved good bye to Kyle. He was holding
one of those rubber floatation devices across his front, as if he were
doing it casually. I wondered if he was covering a boner, because I had
one, and because he looked like he wanted to join us.

We made our way to the shallow end of the pool. Before getting out, I
adjusted inside my swimsuit to try to hide my semi-erection. Tom did the
same. We dashed from the water, grabbed up towels to cover our crotches,
and ran for the changing room.

I hoped Ethan might still be there. He wasn't.

The dividers between the toilet stalls went all the way to the floor, but
the doors didn't, and there were sinks directly across from the stalls. The
ones down on the end would be the safest, but the last two looked occupied.

"What's that way?" Mikey asked. He was pointing to a second doorway into
the toilet area, opposite to the one from the changing room.

"I think that's the guys' locker room for golfers," I said.

The guys all looked at me.

"They gave us a tour when my dad and stepmom signed us up," I
explained. "Hey!" I waved them close in. "They've got fancy showers in
there." I motioned for them to follow.

Through the door and to the right were all the lockers. To the left was a
row of shower stalls; the fancy kind with an outer curtain to a changing
stall with a bench, then an inner shower stall with a curtain of its
own. The row of showers was completely quiet. We walked down the stalls and
all were empty. I glanced back at the doorway. Nobody was around.

I shoved Tom into the shower stall. Mikey and Jeremy followed us in and we
closed the outer curtain completely, making sure there were no gaps at the
sides.

It was a little cramped, but not bad. The four of us stared at one another
for a second. Jeremy was the first to grin, then we all grinned and
stripped off our swimsuits. Jeremy, to my right, already had a boner and it
made a little slap up against his belly when he pulled his suit off. Mikey,
across from me and with his back to the bench, had an erection, too, but
since he was ten, his was more of a long twig. It jutted up at an angle at
least four inches in length.

My eyes went quickly to Tom's cock. He was standing to my left, and his
dick, like mine, was climbing with each heartbeat. I wanted to feel its
thickness in my palm again, so I simply reached over with my left hand and
grabbed it. It was obvious by then that these guys would be cool with it.

Tom's dick was warm and his skin felt thick the way an uncut guy's often
feels. I skinned him back and his glans drew a damp line up my wrist.

Mikey reached across to grab my dick. He skinned it back just like I had
done Tom. Jeremy grabbed Mikey's dick with his right hand, and my butt with
his left. My right hand was free, so I grabbed Jeremy's dick and had a dick
in each hand. I closed my fingers around Jeremy's and his hips pumped,
fucking his dick in the tunnel made by my hand. Tom's right hand joined
Mikey's on my dick, and when he cupped my balls with his left hand, all our
hands were involved.

We moved even closer to each other, heads down watching, stroking and
fondling one another. Hips pumped into hands. Hands squeezed butts. Tom's
cock was warm and hot in my left hand. It was thicker than Ethans; even
thicker than my dad's. It was the first time I felt a "fat" dick in my
hand, and I loved the feel of it. Jeremy's dick was steely hard in my
right. But then he pulled my hand out of the way and he pressed his
upturned erection against my hip. He rubbed it there at the top of my leg,
holding on to me by my butt and dick. I grabbed his butt and pulled his
erection even more firmly against my side.

Tom saw, and did the same thing from my left side, rubbing his dick against
my hip. I grabbed him by the butt, too, and pulled him hard against my left
side. Instead of grabbing my butt like Jeremy had, Tom put a hand behind my
neck and pulled my face toward his. We kissed. Tom opened his mouth to
mine.

I'd never felt anything like it; holding two naked guys, fourteen and
twelve, onto the tops of my legs by their butts while they rubbed their
dicks against me, while at the same time, tongue wrestling with
Tom. Ten-year-old Mikey wasn't about to be left out, though. Stepping up to
me, belly to belly, he grabbed my shoulders, went up a little on his toes,
and pressed his thin erection to mine. He held them together and pumped his
hips so that the underside of his dick rubbed on mine. Then he let go and
grabbed the sides of my waist, holding us together while he rubbed his dick
up and down alongside mine.

But then Tom crowded him. I've mentioned before that I've always had
clearly defined inguinal creases; those creases of muscle down from inside
your hip to inside your leg. Well that's where Tom wanted to rub his fat
cock on me, and when he nudged Mikey enough to one side, he started rubbing
it up the inside of my left leg.

I already liked frottage because of Ethan. It was our favorite. But we
usually rubbed dicks while lying down; it gave better one-on-one
pressure. However, our naked four-way frotting in that little changing
stall was just plain nasty-fun. Jeremy pulled my face around for a kiss,
and when I kissed him, Tom sucked on my neck. Mikey just held my waist and
bucked up against me in a jerky, ten-year-old sort of way. He had worked
his dick into my right inguinal crease, and Jeremy had worked his way onto
my butt.

But then Tom slid down my side, onto his knees. I felt his hands inside my
thigh and under my balls. He eased Mikey away and twisted my hips toward
him. With a smile up at me, Tom skinned me back, pointed my dick at his
lips, and closed his wet mouth over my dick. I moaned and my eyes drooped
as I felt his warm mouth and his tongue swirled my crown.

Mikey climbed up on the little changing bench, bent over toward me and
grabbed the back of my head to pull my face toward his lap. I complied,
moving over and bringing Tom with me. Tom held onto my hips and managed to
keep my dick in his mouth. I got close enough to Mikey to shove his stiffy
into my own mouth.

Tom swirled my glans harder with his tongue, and my knees almost buckled. I
hummed on Mikey's stiffy with a groan that made him shake. Tom's fingers
lifted my balls. I lifted Mikey's little ballsack; his balls were still
mostly marble-shaped.

From behind me, Jeremy wrapped his arms around my waist and pressed his
dick up the length of my butt crack. He rubbed it up and down there, and I
thought that if he was going to fuck me, it was going to be pretty
incredible; sucking, being sucked, and being fucked all at once.

That's when we heard voices and we all froze. It sounded like a couple of
old guys were coming into the shower area.

Tom sprang to his feet and turned on the water. We followed him into the
shower and closed the inner curtain behind us completely.

The water was cold and Mikey squealed. Jeremy covered Mikey's mouth with
his hand. Then the water was hot and I stifled a squeal myself, pushing
Mikey and Jeremy against the back of the shower as I tried to get out from
under the spray. Tom kept adjusting the knob, and we made a lot of grunts
and snickers, but evidently the shower covered most of the noise. Two other
showers turned on.

I pointed at the shower handle with a frown and gave the side of Tom's butt
a slap. He grinned and threw his arms around my neck, pressing his front to
mine. We grabbed one another by the butt, and our dicks jutted out to the
sides from between us. We locked mouths again. Tom was as much into kissing
as I was.

Jeremy pressed me from the back, rubbing his dick on my butt which he
seemed to have a real liking for. So I was pressed between two other wet,
naked boys. And then Mikey reached in from the side to grab my dick with
one hand and Tom's with the other. The angle wasn't comfortable, but Mikey
had fun rubbing his wet glans directly on ours and docking with Tom first,
then with me.

For a moment, I thought of Ethan. Docking was something special between us
because he was cut and I wasn't. It was something he and I did
together. But the thought was fleeting.

Tom, Jeremy, and I were all fully pubescent cum shooters, and we were just
plain worked up and wanting to fuck. I was the first to make a move. I
turned Tom around, butt to me. Placing his hands on the shower wall, he
backed his butt at my crotch. His cousins had evidently been loosening his
butt, because shower water was lube enough. I bent my knees to angel up,
found his rosebud with my glans and pressed upward. His tightness traveled
down my shaft and he leaned back into me. I wrapped my arms around his
chest and belly and pressed my dick all the way up. His butt flattened in
my lap. I thrust. He butted back. He reached back with both hands for the
sides of my butt.

I had only made a few thrusts when I felt Jeremy behind me, trying to hold
me steady with a hand on the side of my waist while he angled his dick up
into my butt crack. He had a large dick head, and dicks always feel bigger
than they look when they wedge into your butt crack. I liked the
feeling. It had been a long time since Ethan's dick had been up my butt. In
simple, horny fourteen-year-old terms, I had an itch for one.

I'd never been sandwiched before. I liked it. Jeremy's dick filled my butt
and hit really good spots. He grabbed the backs of my shoulders and pounded
up inside me. His lap slapped my butt and his legs pressed the back of my
legs. The shower covered most of the noise.

At the same time, Tom's opening squeezed the base of my cock, and I could
feel his warm insides with my dick; not snug like a girl's vagina of
course, but I could feel the slide of him on my crown when I moved. I held
his slender body in my arms. His butt fit my lap perfectly. The muscles of
his back were taut.

We began to move together. Jeremy popped out. He eased his dick back in and
then grabbed me by the hips to hang on, and he let me do the
moving. Obviously, they had done a sandwhich before and seemed to know how
to do it. Mikey was left out, though. He came up beside Tom. I think he
wanted Tom to suck him, but Tom was distracted by my dick up his butt. He
only grabbed Mikey's stiffy and held it while Mikey pumped his hips.

I hugged onto Tom and thrust with my hips. Each trust drove Tom's tightness
all the way down to the base of my dick. Each pullback drove Jeremy all the
way up inside me. I lengthened my strokes. And then I banged. Then I
short-stroked; fast, so that Tom's tightness rubbed from just behind my
crown to most of the way down my shaft. Jeremy hung on, letting my
tightness do the same to his dick.

Tom moaned. His butt circled in my lap. He grabbed Mikey, pulling him under
him, butt to his lap. We paused while Tom plugged into Mikey. I was
surprised that Mikey took that fat cock so well, but then, they had clearly
been "practicing". I started moving again. Tom didn't try to thrust at the
same time. Instead, he held Mikey by the hips and basically fucked Mikey's
butt on his dick.

For a few minutes, we had a good rhythm, and more than one grunt or moan
could be heard above the noise of the shower. But then, I popped out, and
as I tried to reposition, Jeremy popped out.

"Let's switch," Tom suggested.

Tom pulled out of Mikey, and we all stood up. I knew Tom wanted me, and who
I wanted next. I Wanted Mikey's soft little butt. He still had a stiffy. I
reached for it and pulled him over in front of me. I stroked him and he
stroked me.

"Can I do you like Tom did?" I asked.

He nodded and grinned. "But then I get to do you."

I turned him around and bent him over onto the wall. By then, Tom was
behind me, feeling my butt up. He waited for me to plug into Mikey
first. As I rubbed my glans up and down between Mikey's fleshy little
globes, I realized his butt wasn't all that much bigger than the twins'
butts. The horny state I was in, I wondered seriously for the first time
what it would be like to do one of them; actually, to do Jon because he and
I liked each other more than Ben and I did.

I bent my knees and angled up into Mikey. Tom had loosened him, but Mikey
still fit me snuggly, and I could feel the lining of his chute as I slid up
inside. I had to keep my knees bent for the right height and Mikeyh's butt
fit perfectly between my thighs. I held him by the hipbones, pulling his
small butt cheeks flat in my lap. And that's how Tom entered me.

His crown felt big between my butt cheeks. It felt big as it opened my hole
and eased up my shaft, filling me; really filling me. He wasn't as long as
dad, but when you're taking it up the butt, thickness is what can hurt. I
purposefully relaxed. But when he wrapped his arms around my belly, I
tightened my belly muscles for him. He made a couple of slow slides up into
me. I experimented with fucking my cock with Mikey's butt, the way Tom
had. I used Mikey's tightness to milk my shaft.

We got bumped from behind and had to wait while Jeremy plugged into Tom's
backside. Then we got going again. This time was more intense than. This
time, we were going to go until we came.

Tom went first, grabbing my waist; rabbit fucking my butt. He almost
brought me off before he came himself. When he drove up me hard and I felt
the throbbing of his cock in my hole, I squeezed my butt tight and pulled
Mikey hard into my lap, driving my own cock balls deep. When my balls
shoved up against Mikey's perineum, my cum rose up from them like fire. My
pevlic floor muscles spasmed and I squirted hard, even while Tom was still
squirting. My sphincter squeezed on him each time I squirted, and I
strengthened the squeezes.

Jeremy kept bucking behind Tom, and as Tom and I began to relax, the
impacts of Jeremy's thrusts banged through us until we heard him whimpering
and the thrusts stopped.

Mikey pulled away from me and turned around. "My turn," he said with a
grin, stroking a still-hard stiffy.

Dutifully, I turned around, bent over, and backed my butt to him. He pushed
my hips down to get me at the right angle, and then he pushed in. My butt
still felt good from Tom and a little hungry for renewed
stimulation. Mikey's smaller stiffy didn't fill me up like Tom's had, but
when my butt pinned Mikey back against the wall, it gave me leverage to
work his stiffy thoroughly in my butthole.

"Oh, wow!" Mikey murmured as I ground my butt into his lap and his butt
into the wall of the shower.

I knew it had to look nasty, like when a dog rubs his butt around on the
grass, but I rubbed my butt around in Mikey's lap for the same reason. It
felt really, really good. In front of me, Tom's and Jeremy's dicks dangled
all wet and drippy from come and the shower.

Tom laid a hand on my back. I wrapped an arm behind the small of his back
and pulled him close to hang onto; then did the same to Jeremy. Both of
them rubbed on my back, and Mikey pawed at it. And then he grabbed the
sides of my waist really hard, his fingers digging in, and I felt his
stiffy jerk in my butt as if it was trying to squirt.

When it stopped, I pulled up from him and looked back. Mikey's mouth was
hanging open and he looked dazed. I had to grin. Then I glanced at Tom. I
wondered what he thought about me grinding my bottom on Mikey like
that. Tom had his dick in his hand and he leaned close to me ear.

"You gotta do that to me sometime," he said.



The great thing about showers in a place like that is that the hot water
never runs out. We soaped up our dicks to clean them, then washed out one
another's butts. When I washed Jeremy's I leaned behind his ear. "I want my
turn before you go back home," I told him.

"Come sleepover tonight," he said.

"Yeah," Tom agreed. "Come for a sleepover."

I shrugged. "I dunno. Ethan may come back tonight."

Tom leaned close. "Do you and Ethan do stuff like this?"

I nodded.

He smiled. Jeremy said, "Cool."

I shrugged. Yeah, cool, I thought. If we ever do it again.



Kyle blew his whistle at us when we came back out to the pool.

"I wish he'd quit doing that," I said.

Kyle pointed at me, and motioned me over to where he was standing at the
edge mid-pool. The other guys got back into the water and I walked around
to Kyle.

He glanced at me through his shades. "I thought you guys went home. I took
a bathroom break and went looking for you, but didn't see you."

"We took a shower," I told him, a smile playing at the corners of my mouth,
"in the golfer's locker room."

He cocked an eyebrow above the shades.

"Yeah," I said. "You can fit four guys in one shower in the golfers' locker
room."

"Oh, shit!" he murmured. Then he smiled. "Sometime, I'll have to join you."

"I don't think five guys will fit."

"How about two?" he asked, but then before I could answer, he pushed me
away. "Go swim," he said. "You're giving me a hard-on again." Then, "Wait!
Come back here."

I came back and he leaned close. "Did you get to fuck one of them?" he
asked.

I held up two fingers.

"Twice?" he asked with a grin.

"No, two of them."

"Shit," he said, turning from me. "I gotta go sit down."

He headed for the nearest high lifeguard chair.

"David!" I heard someone call.

Anna swam up to the edge. Mom had gotten her some of the tampons that let a
girl go swimming, and Anna was obviously trying one out. I jumped into the
pool as she reached the side. Her friend Nicki was with her. Nicki smiled
at me. I wondered if Anna told her about telling me that Nicki wanted to
fuck with me. Before I could say hi to her, Anna grabbed my arm.

"You know Kyle!" Anna exclaimed breathlessly.

"Sorta."

Anna and Nicki watched dreamily as Kyle climbed onto the lifeguard
chair. Then Anna frowned and leaned in beside my ear. "He looks like he's
got an erection."

I nodded. "He said he was getting one."

Her mouth dropped. "Is he gay?"

I shrugged.

"Did he, like, come on to you?"

I shrugged.

Anna grabbed my hand and pulled me away from Nicki.

"David," she said, frowning at me. "You can't do anything with him!
Seriously, you can't! Ethan won't ever stop being mad at you."

"You think he ever will anyway?"

Anna frowned unhappily. "Maybe. Just don't do anything with Kyle."

"Why not him?" I asked.

"Because," she said, her frown deepening. "I don't know. He's
just... different. He might be like a boyfriend. Ethan is supposed to be
your boyfriend."

"You tell him that," I said.

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