Date: Thu, 09 Apr 1998 10:06:39 PDT
From: Zzathras Baggins <zzathras@hotmail.com>
Subject: Merit Badges

My name is Zzathras. Don't ask just suffice it to say the name fits.
The following is a work of pure FICTION.
None of it happened and no animals were harmed in the making of this story. :)

If the subject of Man/Boy sex offends you please don't continue. Please try
to understand. If you ask "understand what" you are beyond any
enlightenment I can offer here.

This is a work intended for adult consumption. If you are under the age of
legal majority in your locale, QUIT STEALING MOMMY AND DADDY'S
PASSWORDS. Now go back to the Disney page and leave this to consenting
adults to read.

 Any comments or suggestions can be mailed to Zzathras@hotmail.com
Any flames can go to hell. I wont waste my time with them so don't even go
there. 

Other than that please enjoy.


Merit Badges

I stood at my wagoneer waiting for the others. Little Jeffy played in the
back of my rig. He was my sisters boy. Ten years old and cuter than
god. His dad killed himself a few years back. Bummer of a way to loose a
dad. Jeffy always liked me, but now he clung to me like I was his life
preserver.

Sam, Ken, and Mike were supposed to be bringing their lads along for a
weekend at my cabin upstate. It wasn't much but it was a nice place to get
away to. We would drive to the village about four hours hike from the cabin
and trek the rest of the way up.

The guys would be bringing their three boys, all about ten themselves,
along for a guys weekend of hiking and fishing. We had this planned around
the kids' scouting so they could get a couple of their merit badges. I
never went for the scouting thing much but for these kids I would jump off
a cliff.

Sam, Ken and Mike went to college with me and we all stuck together
after. Sam and Ken were the twins. Literally. Identical twins and
doctors. They teamed up in the emergency room at the hospital to make the
best damned team you could hope for. They would hardly talk and be able to
know what the other was doing and thinking. It drove most of the nurses
nuts. The administrators tried to split them up and regretted it. They were
infinitely more effective and focused together than apart. The two were
like that all their lives.

Their boys were so different it was scary. Shawn was cool and collected. A
plotter and schemer who always played some angle to get a laugh or make a
buck. Never mean or hateful but always willing to scrap it out. Chad was
quiet and almost a shadow. He rarely rose his voice and he was always
looking for new friends. He also struck me as the most sexually curious of
the four.

Mike was the artist. He was our own little Michaelangelo. The man could
take a burned stick and a newspaper and render the most lifelike drawings
you could imagine. He was single now. His wife ran off with her lesbian
lover and she gave up her rights to little Mickey. Mike went into a major
depression for almost a year and he was coming out of it finally. Mickey
was a rock all through it. He held up better than his dad when his mom told
the boy he was a fag and he would wind up selling his ass on the street and
dying of aids in a gutter. He told me "Fuck her. She is a bitch. She never
loved daddy cause he gave her a boy."

I agreed with the boy. She was never anything but cold and demeaning to
Mike. I could never figure out why he stayed with her for almost twelve
years.


The sound of a racing car broke my revere. Sam was at the wheel and racing
toward my driveway like a mad man. The men jumped out and hauled the boys
out like bags of potatoes and deposited lovingly on my lawn with a speedy
hug and kiss.

"Jay! We got a call, a high school bus got hammered by a rig on I-96! We
got to go!" With that they called to me to take the boys for the weekend
and they sped off.

"Damn. That sucks." I was looking forward to seeing the guys this weekend.

"The hospital said the bus was full uncle Jay." Shawn almost whispered.

"Double damn. I hope no one was hurt bad."

We loaded the boys' packs and waited for Ken. The three boys played
basketball and wrestled some on the grass. Good god they looked cute in
their little scout shorts and tops. In the age of baggy pants and super big
shirts, we four vowed to keep the boys out of those types of clothes. It
made them look sloppy and like wanna be gangsters.

I watched the news this morning all morning and it said we could count on a
warm and dry weekend. A slight possibility of rain come Monday, but this
weekend was supposed to be clear. The plan wasn't for tents but rather to
sleep in the cabin so we would be traveling light. The boys had packed only
what we listed for them. One shorts, and pants. One long sleeve shirt, one
short. 2 T-shirts and briefs. Four pair of socks. One pair of hiking
shoes. Baseball caps. Sleeping bag. Toiletries. One set of sweats and first
aid kit and canteen. Beyond that we had everything we needed at the cabin
already. I had stocked a supply of food and some tools there already.

We were ready for the weekend. All we were waiting for was the last two of
out crew.

"Jay! The phone is ringing!" Jeffy yelled from under a pair of cousins.

I ran inside and grabbed the telephone. "Yello!"

"Jay, It's me, Mickey. Dad's sick."

"Can he talk?" I was concerned the weekend would have to be canceled.

"Jay, It's me." Mike sounded horrible. "I got some food poisoning. There is
no way I can make it. Can you take Mickey for me?"

"The brothers had to cancel. A bad bus wreck on the interstate. I think we
should cancel till we can all go." I heard the boys moan and whine from the
back screen door.

"No. The boys really want to get their merit badges. If they don't go they
will fall behind the others."

"Mike, I cant take all these boys for the weekend."

"Jay, you sat them all for a week last year."

"Mike, that was different! It was an emergency!"

"So? You handled it good. The boys love you and you know you can do it. Now
come get Mickey while I puke my guts up." He hung up.

"Well." I turned to the boys. They all had such looks of hope I couldn't
say no. "Let's load up. We can pick up Mickey on the way."

The boys cheered and piled into my truck. They only paused long enough to
do rock, paper, scissors, to see who got shotgun.


We hiked up to the first rest spot I had planned. It overlooked a small
valley of trees and we sat under the shade tree drinking from our
canteens. The kids were jazzed and ready to climb on. I wanted to sit and
enjoy the view some. Half way to the cabin and I actually looked forward to
spending the weekend with the boys. They all had known each other for their
whole lives and were closer than brothers.

Another half an hour and we came across a forest ranger. He was on his
horse and trotting down the trail towards us. "Hello!"

We greeted him and chatted a bit. That's when I got some bad news.

"What are you guys doing up here? Don't you know that a bad storm is
coming?"

"I thought we were supposed to have a clear weekend." I was getting
concerned.

" 'Were' is the operative word. The big storm changed direction this
morning."

"Shit. When is it supposed to break? We might make it back to the car."

""Not likely. I'm running for home right now. If you can hustle it you
might beat the storm up to your place. There ain't no way you can make it
all the way back to the village."

"OK, boys. No breaks and we bust butt to the cabin. Don't drag your feet
and we just might beat the rain." I was concerned. We hadn't brought our
rain gear. I relied too much on the damned weather service. With a polite
good-bye and a wave, we jogged off to the cabin.

This storm had it in for us. It blew in faster than anything I had ever
seen and soon we were all soaked to the bone. The wind wasn't as bad as the
cold rain. We all shivered as we ran for the dry warmth of the
cabin. Actually it would be chilly. It had no heating but it did have a
nice pile of firewood. I made a good starter for a fire in the fireplace
knowing we would be arriving in the evening. I looked forward to sitting in
front of a warm fire with a cup of hot cocoa.

We blew into the cabin a bunch of soaked rats.

"Boys, get out of your wet clothes and I mean ALL of them. Towel off and
get something dry on." I walked shivering to the fireplace and squirted a
bit of lighter fluid on the dry wood. A match strike and I had a roaring
fire going.

"Jay. Everything is wet." Mickey moaned in his wet misery. I turned around
and found my charges as naked as the day they were born standing around
their packs. I glanced to them and saw that everything in their small
backpacks was as wet as the clothes we all wore. I tore into mine and found
myself in the same boat. I was shivering cold and getting sleepy.

"Double drat and super phooey." I grumbled.

"I think shit sums it up." Chad stated bluntly.

We all giggled at this. "I don't know what to say boys. But in the mean
time get your little butts to the fire and warm up."

"Jay. Your getting cold too. Get out of your clothes. ALL of them." Mickey
sternly ordered me.

I had no problem undressing in front of the boys. We had all seen each
other naked at the dressing room at the public pool many times. I just
wasn't sure about being naked with them for the time it would take for our
clothes to dry.

The uncomfortable thing for me was the fact that I am a Boy Lover. I knew I
could be with the boys safely under normal circumstances. But to be naked
with them for a few hours? I wasn't too sure about that. How would I
explain it if I got a hardon?

I sat down with the boys before the fire and warmed up some.

"Jay, can we have some cocoa?" Shawn asked me from my left.

"Sure. It's in the cabinet. Bring me a pot and some water and we can all
have some." I watched as his little cheeks giggled and bounced all the way
to the kitchen area and he stretched up to get the gear and chocolate.

I was amazed at my lack of reaction. I was also extremely grateful.

We warmed cocoa and giggled to each other as we told bad jokes and
generally tried to ignore the naked bodies next to us.

"Jay? What are we gonna sleep in?" Shawn spoke up.

"Your unders or sweats. I don't care which." Neither of those items had
even made it near the fire yet and I didn't point this out.

"No! Our sleeping bags are soaked. Do you have any blankets? I don't care
if I sleep naked."

"OH. Umm. No. I only brought my sleeping bag."

Without a word the boys grabbed their soaked bags and dragged them to the
fire.

"Boys, we need to wring them out and then only one or two will fit in front
of the fire at a time." I led my naked charges to the porch where we wrung
out all the water we could manage from the bags and then hurried back,
shivering, to the fire. We propped up the bags on chairs in front of the
roaring flames and sat warming ourselves again.

The time was growing late and we waited patiently for the bags to dry. The
thick material made them dry much slower than we wanted. We killed time
going over merit badge requirements and our plans for the weekend. We had
to change the outdoor activities because of the rain and some of the boys
were distinctly not happy about that.

It was near to midnight before two bags were dry enough to sleep in and I
decided to zip them together to make one large bag for us all. I was
dancing with dynamite here but the boys were sleepy and so was I. We all
were ready for bed. I looked around and found them asleep on my
granddaddy's huge bearskin rug. I was warmed by the sight of them sleeping
peacefully in front of a crackling fire and naked to the world. It would
have made a wonderful picture if I had brought my camera. Mike was supposed
to bring that.

I connected the two sleeping bags and woke the boys. "Come on. We are going
to share a bag. None of the rest are dry yet." They grumbled and dragged
themselves into the toasty bed as I slipped in with them. I was very aware
of my nephews silky skin next to my own as we lay there waiting for sleep
to take us.


I woke to the rustling of the boys in the bag. "What's happening?" I
mumbled.

"We gotta pee, Unca Jay," Shawn whispered as if he were going to disturb
someone. All the boys were awake and heading for the cabin door. The
firelight glowed on their skin as they walked to the door. I was distinctly
aware of the erection I had and it hurt. How the hell would I hide this?
And what was I going to say when the inevitable questions came up?

The only thing I could do was pray and think of slamming it in a car door
repeatedly. That helped some and it went down a lot but not all the way. My
concentration was broken as the boys came running back in shivering, with
cold feet as they squirmed into the bag with me.

Jeffy climbed right on top of me and lay face down on top of me. The twins
were on either side and Mickey squished up behind the one on my right side.
"Guys? I think this is a bit to close."

"Nah. We like this. Besides we are COLD and need to warm up some."

I relished the feel of their chilled little bodies against mine as I went
back to visualizing my pecker in a meat grinder. The lads slowly stopped
shivering and I let my groggy body slip into unconsciousness.


"He's hard as a rock guys!"

"Your shitting me!"

"Geeze it is! It's a lot bigger than in the locker room."

"So's dad's when he's hard."

"I wish I could do those things."

"Our dad's said we could if we wanted this weekend."

"Will he do it?"

"I duuno. Geeze its hot too!"

"Lemme feel!"

I struggled to wake up as a cold little hand slipped over my raging
hardon. Then another and another.

Their little excited whispers pierced my dreamlike state and I decided to
lay as still as possible and see what happened.

"You guys really do those things with your dads?" Jeffy asked in a whisper.

"Yeah! It's a lot of fun." The cousins piped in stereo.

"My dad and me started after mom left us. He was all depressed and stuff. I
was taking a bath one night and I decided to sleep naked. He was crying in
bed and I climbed in with him. He was hard like this and I asked why and we
started talking and stuff. That was the first time and it was GREAT."

"What did you do that first time?" Jeffy asked.

"Well first we just looked and compared. Then I touched him and he liked it
a lot. I rubbed his until it squirted. Then he did me and he even sucked
mine, that was the best!"

"He sucked it? YUCK!"

"No. It was clean. I just took my bath and all that."

"Jeffy all we do with you is jack off. Wait till Jay sucks you off. You
wont be able to get enough of it!"

"So why don't you guys suck me then?"

"Cause we want Jay to. It's special."

"And if he wants to we can even try fucking! Our daddies told us we could
and what to do so it's safe and wont hurt the first time. They even gave us
some rubbers!"

I decided to 'wake up'.

I took a deep breath and opened my eyes. Jeffy's shining and blushing red
face greeted my tired eyes.

"Good morning boys!" I cheerfully stated as I hugged them all close to me.
My hardon was throbbing in between me and Jeffy. I could feel his own
immature boner poking me in my pubes.

"Mornin Jay!" They all yelled at me as they piled on top of me.

We play wrestled a bit and I just gave up on trying to hide my sexual
arousal. They didn't mention it to me and I didn't call attention to
it. After all they just had their cold little hands on it a few minutes
ago.

I noticed all the boys were equally as hard as I was while we played in the
sleeping bag. I really wished I had my camera with me right then.

"Guys I gotta pee. Jeffy, you get the fire going and the rest of you get
some food on so we can eat." I unzipped the bag and threw it open to the
chilled morning air in the cabin. Indeed all the boys were as horny as I
was and grinning from ear to ear as the stared at my man hood standing tall
and proud.

"I don't think you will be peeing much through that Uncle Jay!" Chad
laughed at me.

"Well that's my problem lads. You have your jobs to do so get going so we
can have some food before deciding what else we want to do today." I knew
damned good and well what I wanted to do. However I resolved to let the
boys set the pace and direction.

I stood staring into the still falling rain and wondering what the hell was
going to happen. It took several minutes for my erection to subside enough
to let me pee. The rain looked ominous and oddly soothing. It also made it
impossible for us to get out of the cabin long enough to do anything. We
would be stuck until the rain stopped. Or until I called the guys on my
cell phone to come get us. I brought it in case of an emergency.

Finishing up, I wandered back inside. Jeffy had always been the worst fire
starter I had seen. Without a blow torch he couldn't light a match. This
time was no exception.

"Damn it!" he cursed to himself as he threw another match away.

"What's up naked lad o mine?" I asked as I crouched next to his radiant
form.

"Why are you making me light this fire? You know I can't do it!"

"Because you are the worst fire starter I know and I hope with practice you
would get better." I sat down on granddaddy's rug and watched the boy.

I looked closely at his fire pit. Textbook perfect. Dry, light kindling
surrounded by small sticks and then larger ones. I could not figure out how
he could be having such a time lighting a small fire.

I watched as he lit another match and poked it at a larger stick. The wood
was slightly damp, as was everything in this weather. The wood refused to
catch.

"Umm, Jeffy?" I interrupted.

"WHAT!?" He growled as the match burned his finger.

"I think I see the problem."

"So what am I doing wrong?" He was mad at himself and not happy.

"Your construction is perfect. The kindling is just right and all the wood
is placed properly."

"So why ain't it lighting?"

"What is the purpose of the kindling?"

"I don't know?! Just tell me why it ain't lighting!"

"Because the kindling is to light the twigs and the twigs will light the
sticks and the sticks the logs. Your trying to light the sticks. Just stick
the lit match in the kindling and let that do the rest of the work."

He just looked at the fire and slumped his shoulders. "I never thought of
that. I'm so stupid."

"No, your actually a smart kid. A smart ass most of the time, but your
smart. And this is exactly why we are here. So you boys can earn those
merit badges and learn. Now that you know what the problem with your fire
is why not get it started and lets have some breakfast."

The boy poked another light match at the kindling that burst into flames
and soon we had a toasty fire raging in the fireplace again.

"Now you wont get teased at this years camporree." I encouraged. Jeffy was
tormented by the other boys in his troop last year because he could not
start a fire and the scout leaders were less that helpful in teaching
him. Many of them seemed to be more interested in getting their own boys as
many merit badges as they could rather than helping the other boys. That's
why the guys and I decided to take it upon ourselves to bring the kids up
to the woods.

Soon we had soup and sandwiches for breakfast as we munched happily in our
birthday suits. The boys kept giggling at me and I had to bite my tongue to
tease them about their erect penises. I had never seen them erect and found
the whole sight mesmerizing as they moved and swayed and I swore I could
see the little things jump with each pulse of the boys tinny hearts.

"OK, boys, lets get the dishes done and then we can see about drying out
our things. I don't think you want to spend the whole weekend naked." I
stood up to take the hot water off the fire.

"Why not uncle Jay?" Mickey asked. "I read that in some Indian cultures the
boys went naked until they went through the tests of manhood."

"Are you saying you WANT to stay naked for the next two days?"

"YEA!" all four cheered.

"Are you positive? What if someone comes up to check on us?"

"The only ones that will are our pops and they don't care."

"Are you sure?" I wasn't so sure myself.

"Yeah, in fact if you want to we can call them and ask." Chad shot straight
to the center and avoided the games that could drag out.

I mulled the thought over and could not make up my mind. 'Hi guys! You mind
if I keep your boys stark naked for me too look at all weekend?' I had the
distinct impression they would not entertain that thought.

Shawn walked to my wet pack and pulled out the water proof case I kept my
cell phone in when I went hiking. He turned it on and dialed without asking
me if he could use the phone. I wasn't particularly upset.

"Dad ain't home. Chad try your place." The brothers lived next door to each
other in the same duplex. One on either side.

Chad got the same response as the other. "Mickey, if they crashed at your
dad's they might still be there." He handed the phone to Mickey.

"Dad! It's me. Are uncle Sam and Ken there? Cool, we gotta ask you
something."

I picked up my clothes and went to the porch to wring out the water from
them so they could dry. I stayed there and waited for the boys to talk to
their dads. I was embarrassed just letting them ask. I knew their dad's
would be pissed. I took my time and gave the boys their privacy.

"Unca Jay?  Here, dad wants to talk to you." Shawn handed me the phone. I
strangely felt extremely self conscious talking to my friend on the phone
while being naked standing next to his naked son.

"Jay?" Sam's voice sounded anything but mad. "Do you have a problem with
what the boys want to do?"

"No. But I don't think it is such a good idea."

"Why?"

"Because it isn't."

"Why?"

"Just trust me."

"Is it because you are attracted sexually to boys?" He was as blunt as a
chain saw and just as subtle.

I stood there in shock. I wanted to run. I wanted to pass out.

"Well?"

""How long have you known?"

"Almost as long as we have known each other. The others know too. We don't
have problem with it."

"Sam, this is a bad situation."

"No, Jay it isn't. Actually we sorta planned it. You see we have been doing
that sort of stuff with our boys for a while. We all like it and we all
know you would never do anything like that on your own. The boys told us
that they have been fooling around with Jeffy a bit and he knows we do it.
He's jealous because they have grownups to play with and he don't. He
really wants to have sex with you Jay."

I sat on the rough wood. I could not get my thoughts together.

"Jay, we know if you were dangerous you could have done anything to the
boys long before now. We trust you and we want you to be happy. We know you
are suffering the biggest case of blue balls in the city. The boys like you
and want to explore this. Just let what is going to happen, happen and
forget everything else. We just ask that you be careful. None of them have
had anal sex." He was interrupted by a voice. "Really? Damn, he liked it?
Wow." He turned his attention back to me. "Jay, Mike and Mikey have been
having anal sex for months now. If you want to, let him do the driving. He
knows what to do and what not to do. We talked to the boys and they
understand what they need to know."

"Sam, this could tun out bad for us all."

"It won't. Just be happy. We were going to spring this on you today anyway.
Shit man! Not many boy lovers would be so unhappy about having four naked
willing and horny boys with him all weekend! Your in heaven and complaining?
If you don't hang up the phone right now I'm coming up there and taking
them all home for us to have naked for the weekend."

I hung up on him and stared at the pouring rain.


"Boys? Do you realize all the trouble I could get into if we get found
out?"

"Yeah, unca Jay. Just chill and have fun. We know you want to. You had a
hardon poking Jeffy in the butt all night!" Mickey laughed.

"Okay!" I was cheering up some. I was still scarred soft though. "We
have to get this place in order. Get you gear wrung out and we can start
drying it next to the fire. Then we have to bring in more wood from the
shed and then we have to get down to having some fun." I was so excited I
couldn't think. We got our gear all out and set to drying, hanging off the
furniture and the ropes we tied up to hang things on. None of us were to
concerned about getting anything dry to wear. Then we needed more firewood.
The rain was coming down hard and we would get soaked again going out to
the shed around the side of the building.

I had a solution in mind and didn't tell the boys. I wanted them to solve
this problem for themselves. The general consensus was to make a run for it
and get soaked. I put the skids on that one because I didn't want a cabin
full of sick boys to deal with.

"Come on! How can we keep dry when we go out there? What would we do
normally?" I nudged them in the right direction.

"Wear our rain coats. But we ain't got them." Chad pointed out.

"So what does a rain coat do?"

"DUH! It keeps us dry!" Jeffy was full of sarcasm.

"What makes the coat keep you dry?"

"It's made of plastic, silly!" Mickey chided.

"So what do we have that's made of plastic?"

"Well, we got something made of rubber!" Mickey giggled hysterically.

"Ummmmm. Trash bags?" Shawn asked tentatively.

"Would those work?" I asked.

"We can cut a hole for our head and tie one over our head!"

"We couldn't breathe with it over our head stupid!"

"So we tie it on but not over our faces. Or we cut a face hole or
something."

The boys were excited with their new idea and soon we all were running
through the mud in our boots and clear plastic rain slickers. The boys
looked good in clear plastic I have to admit. The boys loaded me up and
drew the plastic over the wood too keep it dry as we moved it from the
small woodshed to the cabin and they tucked a few pieces under their
plastic as well. Soon we were back inside with a load of wood and dry as we
were before we went outside.

Dry as we were we still were chilled and we sat before the fire warming up.
None of us had the slightest idea how to broach the subject of sex and I
wanted to wait for them to take the lead. Jeffy did just that.

He stood up and sat facing me with his legs straddling my legs and exposing
his privates to me. He put his arms on my shoulders and I looked into his
face. He hugged me tight and pushed me down to the bear skin rug. We
cuddled there for a bit as the other boys watched us. I felt Jeffy's penis
slowly begin to thicken against me as he began to grow hard.

We didn't say anything as he slowly rubbed his crotch against my stomach
and I slid my hands down to his backside. His skin was silky smooth, broken
only by the goose bumps he developed as he shivered in my embrace. I felt
my own cock begin to rise as I cradled his tight ass in my habnds. I longed
for years to hold a naked boy in my arms and I was living out my fantasy.
He moaned as his penis rubbed against my hair and skin. I stroked the
smooth warm globes in my hands slowly and tenderly as he humped me to his
own pace.

My hardon rose to make gentle contact with the boy's rising and falling
behind. He ignored the rod of flesh that rubbed him from behind as he
sought his own pleasures. I let him hump me as he wished knowing he loved
me and he needed to know I would love him in all ways withiout question. I
licked and kissed his chest and nippels as he began to slam into me with
earnest. I never took these simple pleasures that I dreamed of. I always
wanted to suck and lick a boys titties and loved to play kiss them. Now I
sucked gently and kissed passionately on a boy I loved dearly.

I was in heaven. I forgot that I had an audience of three other boys
watching us. Jeffy was slapping into my body with wild abandon as I nibbled
his neck and earlobes. I still held his tush in a gentle caress and refused
to let it go.

Suddenly his body went rigid and he moaned loudly as he quivered and
shook. He continued to give the occasional thrust into me as he sought to
prolong the intense feelings of his pre-pubescent orgasm. I let him exhaust
himself and simply held him in my arms as he recovered his strength.

"How was it, Jeffy?" Chad whispered.

"Way cool!" He snuggled into me further as I turned to see our audience
smiling at us both. I figured 'in for a penny, in for a pound.'

"Who's next?" I asked. They all wanted a piece of me. The cousins did the
rock paper scissors thing to decide who was next. I didn't care I just
wanted a boy in my hands.

Shawn stood up the victor and walked to me. Mickey slid off and took up a
good spot to watch. So many things to do with these lads and only two days
to do them in.

He was standing at attention as he cane close to me. His little erection
looked so proud and firm. The glans peeked out from under his foreskin
tempting me and begging for attention.

So I paid attention to it. :)

I took his gorgeous thighs in my hands and guided him to me. I looked up
into his glowing eyes and smiled. He was grinning like the Cheshire cat and
trying to not giggle hysterically as I turned him around and sat him in my
lap.

He sat hard on me and crunched my pecker under him. It was a sweet sort of
agony too feel his hot bum on my bent erection, but I moved him so we both
could be comfortable.

I still held his hips in my hands as I bent my head over his shoulder and
kissed his ear gently. I slid my hands down his thighs to his knees. He
shivered as I savored every square inch of his smooth boy body.

I slipped my hands to the inside of Shawn's knees and began to grope my way
upwards to his crotch. He whimpered and sighed as I slowly tortured him
with my hands. Then, when I was so close to his penis that I could swear I
felt it's heat, I slid my trembling hands around his boyhood and worked
them up his tummy and chest. He started to complain but I hushed him and
began to stroke and massage his little chest and shoulders.

God how I love the feel of a boys skin next to mine.

After several minutes of this exquisite torture I worked my hands back down
to his tummy and lower. I inched my way to his little boy tool and
carefully reached out to tickle it ever so lightly. You know, the kind of
tickle that you don't feel so much as anticipate and think you might be
dreaming. He sighed so loudly that the others giggled and I smiled at the
two remaining, untouched, boys. They both had stiffies poking out from
their bodies as they sat Indian style watching our every move.

When I finally took his member in hand he arched his back and moaned in
erotic pleasure. I nearly shot my load all over his back right then and had
to concentrated to keep from blowing. He was so hot down there I could
hardly believe it. For some reason I didn't expect a ten year old boy to be
so warm in his genitalia as Shawn was.

Silly me.

I began to rub him up and down in very short strokes. Primarily because he
has a short dickie. :) All of 2 inches when rock hard. And he was rock hard
right then. The skin on his most private part slid effortlessly over his
rigid penis as I manipulated him to orgasm.

Shawn was amazing. I never thought about people having different orgasms. I
usually built up and released like Jeffy. Shawn was moaning one minute then
he drew a deep breath and held it with his eyes wide and then he collapsed
in my lap and arms. Silent as a sleeping puppy, He never squeaked or
giggled or whimpered in climax. He just sort of collapsed in my arms
breathing hard. It was in it's own way very stimulating to watch.

I cuddled him for a bit and he grinned at me like he was the top angel in
heaven.

Chad waited patiently for me to set Shawn gently on the rug next tome
before he rose to his feet and stood before me. He wasn't expecting what I
did I took his soft ass in my hands and licked my lips hungrily. Slowly I
drew him closer to my waiting mouth. As his steel hard cocklet approached
my salivating mouth I took a deep breath and slowly let it out so his
crotch was bathed in warm air. The I took another and blew gently on it
causing him to shiver. Then I took another deep breath and dove quickly on
his belly and blooped him till he laughed out loud and begged me to
stop. He lay across my lap with his back arched and his torso exposed to me
dramatically.

I stopped and looked at him in the eye as I lowered my head to his
treasure. He sucked in his breath as I licked the little knob that glowed
red at me and demanded immediate attention. I relished the flavor that I
dreamed of for so many years. He was salty and smooth. Warm and hard. I
could not believe this was happening. I half expected the forest ranger to
burst in and haul my naked ass to jail. If he did I would be in heaven when
he came to get me.

Slowly sucking his pole into my mouth I held the lad arched over my
legs. Helpless to move or even have the leverage to thrust, Chad was at my
mercy. I would do all the work in brining him off and that's the way I
wanted it to be. He sighed and relaxed as I bobbed my head up and
down. Every so often I would let his dick go to lick and suck on his tender
little nuts then blow gently on his moist boyness and return to warming and
pleasuring the boy god I held.

I lifted and lowered my head in an ever quickening pace to thrill the child
I had in my embrace. My neck began to cramp as I bobbed up and down faster
and faster. I knew I would regret this in the morning, but also intended to
teach the kids something about massage while we were here so they could
work out the cramps I was sure to develop.

"Ungh! OH! God that's good! Keep going, don't stop!" He chattered at me
through the whole experience. In this I was always aware of his impending
climax and timed it as well as I could to bring him maximum sensations.

"Ah! AHHHH! Oh my god, that feels soooo -- WOW!" he shivered and tensed up
so tight he was board rigid in my arms as he flew into orgasm inside my
mouth. He trembled and quaked in my grasp.

"Is he always that noisy?" I smiled at our lovers and friends.

The boys all nodded at me. Even Chad did.

"Mickey, you're next love." I grinned. I was so hard it hurt.

"Nope. It's OUR turn. You've given all the others theirs. Now it's time for
us to get off--" He stood up and held a tube of something in his hand. He
was as hard as the others and he looked far more erotic than I could stand.

With sultry strides and a hip swing that would make the pope cumm in his
robes Mickey strode over to me. I reached up and stroked his silky hips and
cradled his bottom in my hands as he slid down to look me in the eye. I
leaned forward to kiss him on the neck. He stopped me with a gentle hand on
my shoulder. "No, let me do something for you." With that he bent his head
and slipped down to my lap.

I sucked in my breath and held it as I felt his hot tongue lick up the
length of my throbbing penis. I melted when his chilled hands cradled my
balls. I laid back and let the little man do his magic.

He nibbled my head and kissed the shaft sensualy. Soon he was sucking in
each of my testicles in turn and, my god the things that boy could do with
his tongue. Soon I was writhing and moaning, much to the boy's delight, as
I rocketed toward my first orgasm not delivered by my own hand.

"He's cumming Mickey!" I heard one of the boys laugh out loud.

"Bet your sweet ass I am!" I giggled giddily at the boys.

Mickey slurped and slobbered all over my throbbing tool as he worked me in
ways I never thought possible. I began to thrust my hips up into the
child's hot little mouth. My hands dug into the bearskin rug that tickled
my ass and my toes curled into little balls.

All too soon I felt my balls tighten and my stomach ache as the familiar
rushing of my seed flowed through me. Mickey snurfed as I spewed into his
waiting mouth when I caught him off guard with the intensity and volume of
my ejaculation. I could feel some of my cumm drip onto my thighs and nuts
as the little god sucked and bobbed up and down on my tool.

Soon I collapsed back into the furry rug and tried to catch my breath as
Mickey sucked until I was soft again. He sat up and grinned at me with the
look like the cat had just ate the golden goose. "So, how was that?"

"Fucking awesome!" I sighed as I stared into space and relished the warm
afterglow.

"Mickey, you ain't got any yet!" Chad pointed out.

"I will. Trust me, I will." The lad lowered his head once again to my laps
and licked all the remaining semen off my legs and crotch. I quivered at
his touch and giggled a bit as his tongue and lips tickled me.

Feeling the telltale signs of my erection returning, I sat up and kissed
the boy on the top of his head and thanked him for his precious gift.

"Wait. You ain't had nothin yet." He smiled up to me. "Now I get what I
want."

"So what would you like me to do for you?"

Grinning wider the boy picked up the small tube and squirted some gel onto
his fingers. I knew what he wanted but I didn't say anything.

"You," he said slowly as he slid his hands over my throbbing erection. "Are
going to fuck me in the ass." As he finished saying this turned around and
thrust his ass up in the air for me.

"Are you sure?"

"This is what I love most. Handjobs and getting sucked are fun and all, but
I love having daddy stick his cock up my ass. Nothing feels better to me."
He wiggled his white behind at me, teasing and tempting.

"We should use a condom Mickey." I told him as I stroked his sweet boy but
gently.

"Nah. You ain't ever had sex with no one before have you?"

"Well," I was embarrassed to admit it. "No."

"You ain't got no diseases we all know that. So what's to worry?"

"Daddy gave em to me but I don't want to use them with you. I want to be
your first fuck and I don't want anything to be in the way."

"Boys, I will NEVER 'fuck' you. Fucking is without love. No reason to it."

"Then screw me. Or what ever it is you want to call it. Just stick it in me
before I have the others do me and we will leave you out!"

"Love. It's called 'making love'."

"Sounds good to me! Now do me!" Mickey was getting impatient.

I took up the tube and smeared a bit on my fingers. It was a nice slippery
feeling. I put my shaking hands between Mickey waiting cheeks and slipped
them over and around his waiting hole. It nearly opened up and sucked my
hand in. The boy began to moan and whimper as I teased his anus with my
fingers and slowly stoked his bum.

Soon I could wait no longer and slipped a finger up inside the boy. It went
in without hesitation and he groaned and shivered. "Are you all right?" I
asked, concerned.

"Yes, stick in two." He bit his lip and lowered his head as he pushed his
butt back into the fingers I placed at his tinny hole. I turned my fingers
around and slid them in and out a few times to be sure he was lubed up
good. The other boys looked at us and watched quietly as I pleasured Mickey
in the way he desired most.

"Now stick your wiener in me." He commanded from his supplicantious
position.

I got to my knees and positioned myself behind the boy. His anus quivered
and I could swear it was inviting me to plunge into him. I placed the tip
of my pulsing erection against his little hole and thought that he would
split wide open before I got into him. He felt the slight contact and
shoved himself back, Impaling himself on my penis. The glans of my cock
popped into him easily and he ground his backside onto me without mercy to
himself. He only stopped when his sweet, silken cheeks rested against my
hips.

"AUGHhhiungh! God I have wanted this!" He groaned loudly as he rose to his
knees and rested his back against my chest.

"Damn, boy! You could get hurt doing that!" I admonished.

"Nah. Yours ain't nearly as big as daddy's is when it's hard. Just give me a
minute. I want to get used to it inside me before you start."

I savored the feeling of his hot ass engulfing my penis as he relaxed into
my arms. Every so often he would flex or wiggle and it would send shivers
through us both. I stroked his chest and thighs, waiting for him to declare
his readiness for us to begin.

When I thought he was asleep in my arms I whispered in his ear "You fall
asleep kiddo?"

"Nope. Just enjoying the feeling. Daddy's is so big, it don't feel good to
just sit. I like this. It feels good and I feel comfy." He stretched long
and hard as he slipped to his hands and knees. "Do me Jay! I wanted this
for a long time now."

"So have I Mickey, so have I." I took his small hips in each hand and slid
out of him slowly, savoring every shiver in his tinny frame. When I reached
the end of my stroke I stopped and steadily thrust my self back into
him. Now I was shivering in pleasure.

"Jeez! Jay is really fucking Mickey!" one of the boys whispered out loud.

"Bet your ass he is! And he's doing it good too!" Mickey replied to his
audience.

We both began to find a rhythm we liked as I steadily increased tempo and
intensity of my thrusts into his catamite backside. Soon the slaps of my
flesh on his echoed in the small cabin as I hammered into the little
boy. He smiled and groaned his pleasure to me as I rode him toward my
orgasm.

Then, suddenly he began to shake and shiver as his moans reached a new
crescendo. "UnghUNHG! Yea! WOW!" He urged me on as I renewed my efforts to
pleasure him. HE tensed up and clenched his ass cheeks so tight I thought
he would tear my cock off. "DAMN THAT'S GOOD!" He screamed as he reached
orgasm. I looked down and he had both hands full of rug and his head thrown
back in ecstasy. He never touched his pecker once in the whole exchange.

"Mickey, you OK?" I asked, concerned he had over done it with me as he lay
face down on the rug.

"Yeah. I'm FINE."

"Mickey, did you have one?" Jeffy asked with wide eyes.

"OH YEA."

"But you never touched it!"

"Jay made me come doing it up my butt."

My cock was still buried in his shaking ass as I scooped him up in my arms
and clutched him to me. "You had fun?"

"Yeah, Now we gotta finish you off."

"I'm fine Mickey. I don't need to do any more." However my pecker was
throbbing out a message to me that stated otherwise.

"Yes you do. Come on, that's what I want to do for you."

I gently set the lad back to position as I took up the rhythmic pumping
into his small body again. Having already cum, I set a steady rhythm that
I enjoyed. Not to fast and not slow. I wanted a nice gentle bit of
lovemaking with this incredible boy. He relaxed into my ministrations and
let me work him over.

"You are incredible for a ten year old Mickey."

"Ten!? I'm almost twelve uncle Jay!" The indignant boy chastised me.

I knew he was the oldest but I had forgotten he was that much older. The
cousins were a year behind Mickey and Jeffy was nine months behind them.

"I'm sorry. I forgot. Your still incredible. I never thought I would ever
get to do this sort of thing."

"For someone that never did it before your sure good at it!" Mickey
giggled.

"Well I have had a lot of time to think about it and decide what I want
most to give to a boy."

I steadily slid in and out of the child's bottom without changing pace as I
felt my own orgasm building so slowly in my loins.

"Unca Jay, I can feel it coming again. Faster!"

"Nope."

"But--"

"No. Just relax and enjoy a nice slow ride. You will have to learn patience
Mickey."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that a nice slow bit of love making can be a lot nicer in it's own
way than a quick 'slam bam thank you little boy' is."

"I still don't understand Jay."

"You will Mickey. Just trust me that a long orgasm like your going to get
is a good thing." I concentrated on slowing my own impending explosion and
stroked the boy's tender skin around his lovely groin.

I had to fight the urge to speed up my thrusts as I approached my second
orgasm and Mickey began to moan softly. He was climbing to another and he
tried to fuck himself on my rod. I slipped my hands to his cheeks and held
his butt in place as I continued to slide in and out repeatedly.

Soon he sat up and I hugged him to me tight as he twitched and grunted
little noises at me. "Ungh. Ooh. Yes that is nice. Mmmm."

My own ejaculation was a bit more explosive as I spewed into his waiting
rectum. I continued to slowly pump him as my seed shot into him and I
hugged him close for a sweet embrace of love.

We sat back holding each other as the other boys looked on.

"Mickey. Did you have another?" Jeffy asked quietly.

"Yeah, this was long and slow. Not like the others. It's hard to explain."

"It was because we both got off before that we could sit back and enjoy it
Mickey."

"I wanna do it with you unca Jay!" Jeffy called out.

"Jeffy, have you ever done this before?"

"No. But I wanna!"

"Let's talk about it first. I want to get us cleaned up now." I washed the
limp little boy in my arms with a wash cloth. He sat on the toilet for a
while as he vented my semen out of himself.

"Jay why cant you do me like you did him?" Jeffy was getting upset.

"Because your hole is too small. If I just shove it in you will get hurt. I
won't hurt you that way Jeffy."

"It ain't fair! You did the others and when I did you I did all the work!"

"Jeffy, I--" I was at a loss for what to say.

He stood before me naked and beautiful and mad as hell.

"Jeffy. I am sorry. I really want to but we have to prepare your bum first.
It might take a long time before we can actually do that."

"Your just saying that!" He turned and stalked off.

I decided to let him sulk a bit. I was hungry and feeling shamed for what
he said to me. I should have realized he would be jealous of the things I
did with the others.

We ate lunch and cleaned our gear as the day wore on.

The cousins were discussing whether they wanted to experience anal sex as
well and I stayed out of it. I figured if they did then I would have to do
each of them at one time or another. I looked at Mickey and motioned him
over to me.

"Mickey, how long did it take before your dad stuck it in the first time?"

"Couple months. He took a long time cause he was afraid he would hurt me. I
told him I liked having him stick those suppositories up there when I was
sick. So he started with one finger and then two. Took a long time."

"Jeffy wont believe me. Can you talk to him?"

"Sure!" He hopped up and went to Jeffy who was sulking in the corner.

The cousins stepped outside to pee and I felt a chill from the wind on me.
I mulled the idea of moving out the next morning. The cabin was too small
and there simply wasn't enough for the boys to do here. I also wanted to
spend a day alone with Jeffy. He really needed me to pay attention to him
alone now that we had a new facet of our relationship to explore.

The day drew on and the boys played some games as we tried too keep busy. I
was sexually satisfied and had no urge to engage them again right away.

The boys on the other hand were constantly erect and playing with
themselves or each other. Jeffy stayed discreetly out of the games well
into the night.

God, to have that kind of staying power again.

As we prepared to sleep I tucked the cousins and Mickey into the single,
Queen sized bed and walked over to Jeffy who sat before the crackling fire.

"Jeffy, I want to sleep with you alone tonight. Just you and me."

"So?"

"Jeffy. I never meant to hurt your feelings."

"Well you did."

"Can I make it up to you?"

"I'm still mad."

"Would you still be mad if I--" I paused to think about it for a minute.
Jeffy began to giggle and back away.

"No! Not that!"

"--tickle you till you pee?" I cackled loudly, as I pounced upon his
naked lithe form.

For the next five solid minutes I ticked this little boy
unmercifully. Pausing only to let him catch his breath I timed it from past
experience to know when he would actually near loss of bladder control.

I released him and he rushed to the bathroom to release his urine in a
socially acceptable place.

When he finished he came out and glared at me. I held out my arms and he
rushed to me. I savored his feel. His warmth. His smell. Even his little
heartbeat against my chest I loved.

"So you ready for bed Jeffy?"

"Only if we can play some."

"Sure." I was not sure if he would ask for me to penetrate him or not, but
I would pleasure him to sleep if I had to avoid the subject.

We crawled into the sleeping bag on the rug before the fire and I held him
to me gently.


End Chadter one. More to come? Who knows?