Date: Sat, 15 Jun 2013 13:37:53 -0400
From: Alessandro Abbondanti <alessandro.bendotato@gmail.com>
Subject: Mr A and His Boys: The End 1

**AUTHOR'S NOTE. PLEASE READ!**

So this is the end. Or almost the end, anyway. I will try to get the final
chapter out before mid-July, because I will have very little time after
that until mid-August. I wanted to go further and finish the series here,
but it's been so long since the last chapter came out that I decided it was
better to get this posted and write another chapter than to wait. This took
me a while, because I started over at least three times.

Feedback and suggestions welcome, as always. See the note at the end for
contact information. Please note that my e-mail has changed!

Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction; any resemblance to
real persons living or dead is entirely coincidental. If you're not old
enough to read this, go away. This story is fantasy. It didn't happen. It
will never happen. Don't do it. This story contains depictions of
consensual sex between adult and teenage males. All roles in the movie of
my life, however, are played by people aged 18 and over. If you are not
interested in reading about this (or other male-on-male sex), STOP
READING. This story is mine; don't steal it or post elsewhere without my
permission.  (That means I own it, and I have copyrighted it, in case you
were confused.)

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My third year of teaching did not start out well. During the week after I
returned from the beach - the week before planning week began for teachers
- the district was rocked by a sex scandal. It was all over the news that
Ron, the assistant principal, had been terminated, along with Bill, the
baseball coach. Apparently a student had told his parents that he had heard
of "The Club" and what went on there with Ron and Bill, although he himself
had never participated. His parents had informed the school, but since no
students came forward to confirm the charges, no criminal charges were
brought. Still, to avoid any further scandal, Ron and Bill were the
sacrificial lambs.

I had dodged two direct bullets - Grayson and the downfall of The Club - as
well as a number of smaller missiles, so I decided it was better not to
push my luck. I had to end the meetings with the boys, but it wasn't going
to be easy.

I didn't know how Colin and Paden would take the news, but I had a feeling
they wouldn't share my concerns or fears - after all, they weren't actually
doing anything wrong. I did know that it was going to be damned difficult
to stop, especially since there was a good chance I would see them in class
every day. I also knew that even if we stopped meeting, we wouldn't stop
being friends, which would mean hearing them talk about their personal
lives, including any sexual adventures.

The second day of planning week, Paden and Colin came by my room. I was
sitting at the desk in the classroom instead of my office. My office had
been converted to temporary storage for my department over the summer while
the custodians waxed the floors, so there wasn't much room to work.

Paden and some of the other varsity soccer players had already started
training for the upcoming season. Until the season officially started, they
would have unofficial practices known as kickarounds. His white shirt,
soaked with sweat from the late summer heat and humidity, clung to his
body. His pecs, nipples, and navel were clearly visible beneath the
cloth. He wore compression shorts underneath his soccer gear.

The sleeves of Colin's blue "Without me, it's just aweso" shirt were
stretched tight around his biceps. He was wearing cargo shorts and
flip-flops. Unlike Paden, he hadn't been running around on a soccer field
in the heat.

I smiled at them when they walked in; my cock chubbed as I took in the
sight of Paden's hairy, muscular soccer legs and Colin's thick
biceps. "Compression shorts, huh?" I asked, nodding to Paden. "Think you're
showing too much?"

He grinned back and cupped his crotch. "I think I show enough in these, but
yeah. You know it's no fun to have your junk flying around when you run."

"True, true," I nodded. "What's up?"

"Just thought we'd come by and say hey," Colin said, smiling broadly.

I moved around to the front of my desk and sat on the edge. The two boys
sat on student desks facing me.

"Anything exciting happen after I left Mitchell's?" I asked.

Paden shook his head. "Not really. Colin and I left shortly after you did,
so there wasn't really time for anything else to happen."

I chuckled. "Didn't want Mitchell's parents or brother walking in on you
guys fucking around, huh?"

Colin laughed. "Exactly. Although I could have used another go with Josh or
one of the girls." Paden and Colin fist-bumped.

"I was impressed by your linguistic skills," I said to Colin. "Stephanie
was like jelly when you were finished with her."

Colin blushed. "I figured since I don't have a massive dick, but do have a
massive tongue, I'd learn how to use it." He put the first two fingers of
his right hand to his lips in a v-shape and flicked his long tongue rapidly
through them several times, as if he were eating pussy.

"Got your schedules, yet?" I asked, changing the topic before my semi-hard
cock became fully hard and caused me to forget that I had resolved to bring
the meetings to an end.

"Yep, I have you 5th period," Paden said. "Right after lunch. You don't
mind if I come late, right?"

Junior year was the first year students were allowed to go off-campus for
lunch, which meant there was always the risk of juniors returning late from
lunch. "If it's occasional, I'm not going to make a big deal about it, but
if it happens every day, we will have a problem."

"Even if I bring you lunch?" Paden asked with a grin.

"We'll talk about it," I replied with a short chuckle. "What about your
schedule, Colin?" I asked, turning to the smaller boy, who suddenly looked
rather upset. I looked back to Paden. He shook his head slightly. "What's
going on?" I asked.

"I'm moving, Abs," he said.

"What? Are you joking me?" I asked incredulously. My heart started beating
faster; I felt like the air had been knocked out of me.

He shook his head. "Nope, no joke. My mom got a job in St. Pete, where my
grandparents live. She wants to be closer to them."

"When do you go?" I asked.

"Sunday or Monday. We've been packing for the past week."

"I can't believe this," I said, choking up a little. "What about your dad?
He's still here."

Colin nodded. "Yeah, but you know how he's been lately, there's no way I'd
want to live there permanently."

"Fuck," I said, letting my emotion get the better of me. "This blows," I
said.

"Tell me about it," he said. I noticed his eyes were glistening with tears
he was trying to keep from falling.

I walked over to the desk where he was sitting and wrapped my arms around
him, pulling him close to me. He sobbed gently, and I felt his body shake
in my arms. I squeezed him tighter. He wrapped his arms around me in
response.

I let him go and looked down into his eyes. I wiped the tears from his
cheeks with my thumbs. "You'll be fine," I said. "You lived there when you
were younger, right? You probably have some friends there already."

He nodded. "A couple people I know from when we visit, but no one like
Paden. Or you."

"No one's like Paden and me," I said, trying to lighten the mood.

"Damn right," Paden said. He had been watching from his perch on the next
desk. He put his arm around Colin's shoulder and squeezed. "But Mr. A is
right, you'll be fine."

"Plus, it's not like you're moving across the country or even out of
state," I added. "St. Pete isn't that far away. Granted, it's not as close
as we are now, but still..."

"Plus, there's the internet and cell phones," Paden added. "I'll send you
daily updates of the expansion of my junk, if you want."

Colin laughed. "Maybe weekly," he said. "Daily might be too much."

"Weekly, then," Paden agreed, "and a special announcement when I'm finally
bigger than Mr. A."

I laughed loudly. "Hey, it could happen," Paden said. "I'm already
close. Officially measured at 9 inches last night," he added proudly.

"Nice, man," I said, proud of his growth. I turned Colin's face up to mine
again. "But the point is that you'll be fine, and we'll be fine, and it's
not like we'll never see each other again."

"Thanks, Abs," he said, sniffling a little.

"This makes what I have to say a little easier, I guess," I said. The boys
looked at me, but didn't say anything, so I continued. "I assume you heard
about what happened to Mr. Harris and Coach Richards?" Both boys nodded. "I
think," I began, taking a deep breath, looking from one's eyes to the
other's, "I think we have to stop our meetings." I paused. "For
real. Completely. Not half-heartedly like after the Grayson thing. It's too
dangerous."

"When I heard about Harris and Richards, I got nervous, because I knew that
you knew about The Club," Paden said. "I wasn't sure if there was going to
be a huge explosion of bad news or what."

Colin nodded. "The Grayson thing didn't seem serious to us, because that's
just how he is, and we knew he wouldn't do anything to jeopardize the
team. But with Harris and Richards... that's different... like out of
anyone else's control."

"I've sort of made myself believe nothing like that would ever happen here,
but obviously I was wrong," I said.

"I don't know what the big deal is, though," Colin added. "It's not like
you're forcing us or anything."

"The law says you're not old enough to consent, whether you want to or
not," I explained. "You know that. And even if you were 18, it would still
be an ethical issue, given my position as your teacher."

Paden shrugged. "Well it's not like any of us are ever going to say
anything."

"Like I've said before, all it takes is the wrong person overhearing
something they may or may not be right about. That's what happened with
Harris and Richards. One kid told his parents that he had 'heard' about
stuff going on. No one else said anything, which is why Richards and Harris
aren't in jail, but they're still out of a job and won't be able to find
another teaching job. Their records are permanently stained."

"Understood," Paden said. "But it's not like you need the job, anyway. Your
family has plenty of money, and you could always go work with them."

"True, but still...," I countered. "I'd have to explain to them why I could
no longer teach. Anyway, why the argument?"

Paden grinned. "I wanted to give Colin a going away party," Paden
said. "You, me, maybe a couple of other guys," he added.

I closed my eyes and sighed. Could I say no to this? I should; I knew that
I should, but could I? I opened my eyes.

"Please, Abs?" Colin said. "I'm not a student anymore, technically," he
added. "And if we do it before school starts, no one else is, either."

"Not the best logic, since they're still enrolled in school here where I
work," I said, but I had used it myself to justify meeting them at the
beach, "and not the only reason to say no."

Colin reached out and put his hand on my crotch. He started rubbing my
bulge, massaging my cock and balls through my pants.

"Okay," I yielded, but pushed his hand away. "Last time until you guys
graduate."

"Yes!" Colin shouted excitedly. "Thanks, Abs."

Paden raised his hand; I gave him a high-five. "It'll be awesome,
especially since it's the last time. Fuck yeah."

My cock had lengthened under Colin's fingers and was working its way down
my right thigh. I cupped the pipe through my pants. "You guys better go
before this becomes the time before the last time, which we cannot have
right here and right now."

Colin grinned.

"Such a fucking stud," Paden said under his breath. The two of them walked
out.

I sat down at my computer and went back to work on my syllabi and class
policy sheets. I had three sophomore level sections, which I had taught for
the past two years and felt I had a good handle on. The syllabus for that
class only required fixing the dates to match up with the current year's
calendar.

I also had one section of the junior level history course I had taught the
year before. My teaching of this class was a source of contention in my
department. The teacher who usually taught the juniors had to take on a
sophomore section after I received one of her junior sections, and she was
not happy about it.

This course required some tweaking based on what I had learned the previous
year, but I found it difficult to focus on the syllabus. My mind kept going
back to the juniors that I knew, especially Colin. The fact that he
wouldn't be my student or even at my school kept creeping into my
thoughts. I hoped Paden at least remained in my section. There were often
schedule changes between the late summer mailing of schedules and the
actual beginning of classes - especially when parents started making
demands. I had already heard from the counselors that a lot of students had
asked to be placed in my section. Such requests were usually not
entertained unless the parents made a big deal about it.

So I turned my attention to the one new class I had that year. It was a
history elective open to juniors and seniors, which I had fought to add to
the curriculum at the end of the previous year, and which had the backing
of some important parents at the school.

The new class was part of my plan to make sure I would always be able to
teach Colin and Paden. In my second year, I had purposely asked for a
junior-level class, so that when they were juniors I would still be able to
teach them. This year, I had added the elective class so that the following
year, as seniors, I would still be able to teach them. The idea of not
teaching them troubled me; I wanted to see them every day, and I didn't
want to share them with another teacher. For history, I was their
teacher. Now that Colin was leaving, my efforts had been in vain. Not only
would he not be my student, not be in my class every day, but he wouldn't
be at my school. I wouldn't be able to see him at all. I hated it.

I hadn't done much work on the syllabus, although I had a good idea of the
framework of the course. I pulled up the calendar and took out the
textbook. I was determined to get some work done. It didn't happen.

My mind kept drifting back to the fact that Colin was leaving, and that
even if he weren't leaving, our relationship had to change. I was saddened
and a little angry. I looked at the door to my office, remembering the
first time Paden had come to me, remembering my first encounter with Colin,
fucking him over the desk. I looked at the board at the back of the room
where, as freshmen, the two of them had drawn crude pictures of each other,
including Colin's representation of Paden's cloth "belt" that looked more
like an erection. I slammed my fist on the desk and muttered, "I gotta get
out of here." I gathered my things and headed out.

On the way to my car, I saw Aaron getting out of his truck. After he locked
the door, he turned to walk towards the building, but he stopped in his
tracks when he saw me. He looked away quickly and turned back to his truck,
pretending to look for something in the bed. I walked to him.

"Hey, Aaron," I said as I approached. "How's it going?"

"Hey, Alex," he stammered, but didn't look up from his truck. "Going good
here," he mumbled.

I was standing right next to him now. "You can look at me, you know," I
said. He turned to me, but was unable to meet my gaze. He looked down and
blushed. "Can't even look me in the eye, huh?" I pushed. "What's that
about? Guilt?"

He didn't say anything.

"You know that I can't work with the team anymore thanks to what you said?"
I asked. "Do you know how that makes me feel?" I moved my face closer to
his. "Angry," I whispered and slammed my hand against the side of his
truck. "I loved helping to coach the soccer team, and now your dad and who
knows who else thinks they can't trust me. This is my life, Aaron."

I hadn't bothered to confront Aaron about what he had told his father, and
I had intended to let it blow over; after all, it could have been much
worse than it was. As I thought about the fact that I was losing Colin,
however, my anger about the betrayal bubbled to the surface.

"I'm sorry," he finally said. "I didn't mean to do it."

"You didn't mean to tell your dad that you saw some of the guys leaving my
room after curfew? What did you mean to tell him? That you wanted to come
and see me that night, but were afraid?"

"No," Aaron said. I looked down; his shorts were tented.

"Even now I'm turning you on? Does your dad know about you? Know how you
like to watch me fuck pussy? Know that you like to eat my cum out of a
girl's pussy? Know that you suck dick? Know that one of his star athletes
fucked you in the ass?"

"Please stop," Aaron said.

I stepped back. "Why did you do it?" He didn't answer at first. "Tell me,"
I barked.

He swallowed and licked his lips. "I was really messed up after what
happened in the sauna," he said. "I liked it, but I felt like I wasn't
supposed to, and I didn't know what to do. Then when I saw those guys, I
knew what was going on, and part of me wanted to be a part of it, but I
couldn't admit it."

"And now what?"

"And now I've come to terms with my feelings, and I feel bad about what I
did. I also realized that I was jealous of the guys who were with you,
because deep down I also wanted to be there."

"Do you think those guys are going to want anything to do with you as coach
this year? As soon as they heard about what you did, they wanted to go
after you, to punish you. I talked them down, told them it would cause more
trouble. But maybe it would have been what you wanted."

"I don't know what else to say," Aaron said. "I am sorry. I really am. I
wish I hadn't told him, but like I said, I was confused, I made a mistake."

I took a deep breath to calm myself. I had known that he was struggling to
process what had happened between us at the sauna. I should have tried to
talk to him about it, but at the time I thought space was what he needed.

"In some ways, I guess it was a good thing," I finally said. "The guys and
I needed to stop meeting, anyway, and I'm not sure any of us could have
resisted the urge, especially on overnight trips. You still had no right to
do what you did. It could have cost me my career, not just my job here."

Neither of us said anything for a few moments. "I gotta get going," I said
abruptly and turned from him.

"Hey Alex," he said, as I started to move away.

"What?" I stopped and turned slightly to look at him over my shoulder.

"Do you think we could get together again sometime? You and me? Or You and
me and whoever..." he trailed off.

I laughed loudly. "Are you fucking kidding me? Not a chance." I walked to
my car.

I actually wouldn't have minded getting with Aaron again. I loved the way
he admired my cock, and it turned me on to see someone, who had considered
himself straight, submit to me. Plus, I had always been turned on by guys
eating my cum out of a chick's pussy or taking sloppy seconds after I had
stretched her cunt. I wouldn't even have minded double-teaming him with
Paden again, but I didn't trust him. Perhaps I'd put a word in Paden's ear,
though, about Aaron's newfound acceptance of his homosexual desires.

On the way home I started thinking more about Paden's "going away party"
for Colin. Despite everything that had happened recently, I knew there was
no way I could miss the gathering. I knew it made me weak, but it was
Colin, and I couldn't say no. I didn't know how it was going to come about,
where it would happen, or who would be involved. This made me a little
nervous, but I trusted Paden to make the arrangements.

When I got home, I went online and messaged Paden. "When is this thing
happening?" I asked. "And where?"

"Impatient? LOL." Paden responded.

"A little bit," I responded, chuckling to myself. "But for real."

"Friday," he said. "My house."

"How?" I didn't understand how doing it any of their houses would work,
since their parents might be home.

"During the day," he answered. "My parents won't be here."

"Sounds risky, bro," I said. "What if they come home early?"

"Not gonna happen," he said.

"How can you be sure?" I persisted.

"My dad's at a conference until Monday," Paden explained, "and my mom will
be leaving early in the morning for a mediation in Miami. Even if it
doesn't take all day, there's no way she'll be home before dinner."

"Alright," I conceded. "Seems like it should work out. What time? I have to
be at school until 12 on Friday, because we have a faculty meeting. I
should be able to duck out after that."

"I guess 12:30, then," he answered. "We're not doing it without our
leader."

I grinned. "I'll be there. Who else?"

"I've asked Mitchell, Chaz, and Todd to come," Paden said. "Anyone else?"

I thought briefly about telling him to invite Aaron, so that the guys could
exact their revenge, and I also thought about Russell, Mitchell's
brother. I was quite curious about him, given what I had heard over the
summer. I decided against mentioning either of them.

"I'm good with that list," I replied. "If you feel like inviting anyone
else, that's cool with me, too."

"Cool." He smiled. "I can't wait."

"Me neither," I answered. "It should be awesome."

Wednesday and Thursday seemed to pass slowly, but since I had a definite
time and place for Colin's going away party, I was able to focus again and
get some work done, so that on Friday, I could leave right after my faculty
meeting.

Friday morning's faculty meeting seemed interminable. Among other things,
there was special focus on maintaining professional relationships with our
students. There was a lot of "be friendly, not their friend" talk, and we
also had a special presentation on not communicating with students via
social media. Don't text them or call them. Don't email them. Don't friend
them on Facebook. If you sponsor a club and the club has a Facebook group,
don't join it. If you need to be able to communicate with students outside
the classroom, e.g. for club matters or on a field trip, you must get
special permission from their parents. Rules that we all knew, but that we
didn't necessarily follow. I knew plenty of teachers who had innocent
relationships with their students who were Facebook friends. Some teachers,
including myself, had created a special Facebook account separate from our
real one in order to be able to connect with students. The reasoning behind
the rules was sound, but the reality was that the best way to engage the
students was via social media.

I sat through the meeting thinking about how egregiously I had violated all
of the rules and expectations and appreciating the irony that as I nodded
my agreement with the principal about how important it was to avoid any
shadow of impropriety, I was getting ready to meet with a group of students
for what amounted to an orgy.

The meeting finally came to an end. I stayed for a few minutes to talk with
my colleagues about the coming week. We bemoaned the quick passage of
summer, the early mornings that were coming, and how much more work we had
to do before Monday. I used this last as my reason for skipping out on the
faculty luncheon. I headed to my classroom, gathered my materials, and
jumped in the car.

I parked in front of the house next to Paden's, so that my car wouldn't
necessarily be associated with Paden's house. As I walked towards the front
door, I heard voices coming from the backyard, where the pool was. I turned
and followed the concrete walkway around the side of the house. A wooden
privacy fence shielded the backyard from the street. I pushed open the gate
and entered the backyard.

Paden lived in a fairly upscale neighborhood, but the houses tended to be
almost as big as the land they were on. A large deck and pool covered by a
"birdcage" (a large, screened edifice designed to let in light, but keep
out bugs, frogs, leaves, and other animals) occupied most of the
backyard. There was some landscaping on each side of the deck, and a wooded
area immediately behind. Along the edges of the property, his parents had
planted bamboo and other trees for privacy. It was impossible to see the
neighboring homes, which meant it was impossible for them to see into
Paden's backyard.

Paden and Colin were splashing around in the pool when I turned the
corner. I had expected more boys to be present, but it was only the two, so
I was a bit confused. I watched for a few moments before opening the
door. The scratch of metal on concrete got their attention, and they both
called to me. "Abs!" "Mr. A!" I grinned broadly, eyeing their glistening
bodies.

"I didn't realize this was a pool party. I didn't bring any trunks," I
called out to them as I walked towards the pool.

Paden placed his hands on the side of the pool and lifted himself out of
the water. I admired his flexing biceps and smooth, broad chest. His lower
body broke the surface of the water, and I was caught off guard as his soft
cock came into view.

"Although apparently trunks are optional," I added.

Paden brought his leg up to the side of the pool and got out; he grinned at
me. "Why do you think we have so much privacy? My parents like to swim
naked when Matt and I aren't home."

I chuckled. "Have you seen them?"

Paden shook his head. "Not exactly. I've come home earlier than expected a
few times, and I've seen enough to know they were naked. 'Don't come out
back!' my mom would yell."

I laughed again. "I was just curious whether you or your brother was more
like your dad."

"Definitely me," Paden said with a smirk. "I remember seeing him naked when
we were younger. I take after him." He grabbed his meaty cock and balls in
his right hand and waved them at me.

Colin had stayed in the water and was watching us, his dark hair plastered
to his forehead.

"Where are the others?" I asked, turning to look at Colin, but addressing
Paden. I smiled at him. I was very glad that I was having this last meeting
with him, but I was also sad, knowing that he was moving away.

Standing next to me, facing the pool, Paden said, "We decided we wanted
this just to be the three of us. There's a big party later at Todd's
house."

"Your mom's letting you go?" I said to Colin. I wasn't sure where his
punishment stood. She had been pretty lenient by allowing him to hang out
so much with Paden, and I was under the impression that she hadn't found
out about his trip to the beach. When she had given permission for him to
stay with Paden, she probably hadn't meant at a beach house a couple hours
away.

Colin nodded. "She said that since we were moving away, she would let me
go. Lucky me." He smiled weakly.

I smiled back. "I know it sucks that you're moving, but at least you get to
spend time with your friends before you go, instead of being stuck at home
while everyone else is partying before school starts."

"So are you getting in the pool or what?" Paden said, jumping back into the
water.

I walked over to the covered porch to remove my clothes. I grabbed the
bottom of my shirt and pulled it off over my head, showing my broad, naked
back to the boys in the pool. Colin and Paden whistled. "Take it all off!"
Colin called from the water. I chuckled and turned to the side, showing
them the profile of my muscular chest and flat stomach. I loosened my belt
and unbuttoned my pants. Before sliding the zipper down, I looked them in
the eyes and winked. I guided the zipper down over my bulging boxerbriefs
and pulled open my pants. My endowment protruded from the opening of my
pants, stretching the light gray cotton of my underwear.

"How many socks do you have in there?" Paden teased.

"Want to come and find out?" I called back.

"I'll watch from a safe distance for now," he answered.

I laughed, turning to face them as I kicked off my shoes and pulled off my
pants. I hooked my thumbs in the waistband of my underwear and slowly
worked them down. My dark, trimmed pubes came into view, then the broad
base of my cock. I slipped the shorts down, gradually exposing more of my
endowment, until at last my cock and balls popped from their confines and
swayed gently in their freedom. I finished pulling off my shorts and walked
to the pool.

As usual when I was around Paden and Colin - especially naked Paden and
Colin - my cock was in its chubby state. It was noticeably plumper with a
slightly more pronounced twist to the left than its completely flaccid
state, but it hadn't grown much longer. It bounced against my thigh and
swung as I walked.

As soon as I got into the water, Colin leapt onto me and tried to push me
under. I felt his hard cock pressed against my back. I reached back and
grabbed him, pulling him down with me under the water. We came back up
laughing. We looked at each other and then at Paden. I nodded at Colin, and
we moved forward at the same time to grab Paden. Paden threw himself
backwards; his floppy teenmeat was briefly visible on the surface of the
water. Colin and I quickly caught up to him, and with one of us on each
side, we dunked Paden.

For the next forty-five minutes we horsed around in the water, splashing,
dunking, and tossing a ball back and forth. All of the activity with the
boys was making me more excited, whether it was watching their bodies move
around in the water, seeing Paden's arms flex as he drew back to throw the
ball across the pool, or brushing up against Colin's round, muscular
ass. My semi grew to full hardness.

Finally, I was tired of waiting. Colin was moving towards the ball Paden
had thrown when I came up behind him and wrapped my arms around his
chest. I pulled him to me and pressed my hard, 9.5-inch Italian cock
against him. He leaned his head back on my chest, and I bent my head down
to kiss him. I slipped my cock between his ass cheeks and reached down to
his crotch. I pressed on his groin, pushing his body closer to mine. I
nibbled at his neck. His body relaxed and sagged against mine.

Paden swam over to us. "Can I get in on that?" he asked, taking a position
on the other side of Colin. He wrapped his arms around us and kissed Colin
on the lips, while I kissed the boy's shoulders. I felt Paden's hard,
9-inch teencock against my hand, and I grabbed his and Colin's cocks and
held them together. The boys moaned; their rigid pricks pulsed in my hand.

I guided the boys backward until Paden's back was against the wall. He
placed his hands on the edge and lifted himself out of the water. Water ran
in streams down his chest. His 16-year-old dick, shiny with water, rose
large and powerful from his crotch. He spread his muscular, hairy legs, and
Colin and I moved between them.

I wrapped my hand around the base of Paden's teenage shaft and pulled it
down towards my mouth. I used the tip of my tongue on his frenulum while I
stroked the base of his cock; then, I took his dickhead between my lips and
sucked gently. Colin was next to me pulling on Paden's full nutsac and
kissing his friend's solid, trunk-like thighs. Paden gripped the edge of
the pool and leaned back with a sigh.

Colin moved his lips to Paden's sac and sucked and licked the soccer jock's
balls. I continued stroking the shaft of his thick jock meat and sucking
his swollen glans. Colin reached behind Paden's scrotum and prodded at the
boy's prostate. Paden's dick twitched in my mouth, and a salty drop of
precum oozed onto my tongue.

I worked my lips down Paden's shaft until I had swallowed a little more
than half of his teenage prick. I worked my mouth and tongue up and down
the soccer boy's swollen dick. Paden used his foot to rub my fat Italian
slab in the water. Colin moved his lips from Paden's sac to the base of the
older boy's cock. Paden let out a soft growl.

Colin's lips followed mine, dancing along the side of Paden's shaft as it
slipped from between my lips. When I reached the tip, Colin pressed his
lips against mine. I released Paden's cockhead from my mouth and kissed
Colin deeply. We turned to Paden's cock, each of us on one side of it, and
kissed again, sliding our tongues and lips together over Paden's
cockhead. We worked liked this for several minutes, double-teaming Paden's
oversized teenage tool.

"Fuuck," Paden groaned. "You guys are going to make me cum." He started
thrusting his hips.

"We can't have that, yet," I said, releasing his cock from my mouth and
pulling it away from Colin. Paden's swollen purple-headed shaft
trembled. "I think we should go inside," I suggested, "where it's more
comfortable."

"Good idea," Colin agreed. Paden nodded his agreement and stood; the shadow
of his teenage body and projecting hardness fell across the deck.

Colin and I got out of the pool, and together the three off us walked to
the towels. I stood in front of Paden as we dried off. I looked from his
cock to mine, comparing them. Colin stood next to us.

"Wow," he said. "You guys are almost the same size now."

"Almost," I said, "but I'm still bigger." I looked into Paden's eyes and
grinned. I stepped up to him. Placing my hand on the back of his head, I
pulled his face to mine and kissed him deeply. His scruffy chin rubbed
against mine as our tongues moved back and forth between our mouths. I
moved my hand to the small of his back and pulled him against me, pressing
my can-thick dick to his. I flexed my PC muscles, causing my meat to bob
and slap against his. "Want to compare?" I whispered into his ear. He
shuddered.

I stepped back and pushed my cock down so that it stuck out from my body;
Paden did the same. Colin stepped closer. He looked down at his two lovers'
cocks, side-by-side. I pressed my cockhead into Paden's crotch. Paden's
dick nearly, but not quite, reached my crotch. "Close," Paden whispered
huskily.

"You know where we're not close?" I asked, looking him straight in the
eyes.

"Girth," Colin said before Paden could respond. "Abs is way fatter." He
reached out and grabbed both shafts, holding them close together.

"Damn right," I said, stroking Colin's hair. I grabbed the base of my cock
and moved so that I could position my cock on top of Paden's. The breadth
of my dick covered Paden's; his cock disappeared in the shadow of mine.

"Oh God," he moaned as the weight of my meat settled on top of his.

I slapped my dick down on Paden's. Colin used both hands to grab our
stacked pricks. He squeezed us together and gently stroked. I flexed my
dick against his hand. It pulsed and throbbed on top of Paden's, and then
Paden grabbed Colin's shoulder. He let out a moan, and I felt his sticky
teen cum splash against my loose ball sac and thighs.

"Nice," Colin whispered.

I smirked at Paden; he grinned back unabashed. "Let's go inside," I said.

Once inside Paden's room, I stood with my back to the bed facing the two
teenagers. The boys walked up to me, Colin on my left and Paden on my
right. Paden grabbed my cock and started stroking me. I pulled Colin closer
to me and kissed him. Grabbing his hand, I placed it on my rigid shaft
along with Paden's. I broke our kiss and turned to Paden. I kissed him and
nibbled his neck and shoulder. Placing a hand on each shoulder, I gently
pushed the boys to their knees.

I looked down at the two 16-year-old jocks kneeling in front of me. Paden's
brown hair was short and very curly; his cheeks and chin were covered with
stubble. His broad chest was smooth, and a treasure trail traced the center
line of his abs from his navel to his trimmed pubes and swollen cock. His
legs were thick and hairy. Colin's hair was darker and longer, hanging down
over his forehead. I reached down and brushed it back, looking into his
hazel eyes, which were outlined with long eyelashes. His face was
completely smooth, but his chest was dusted with dark hair. A thick trail
of hair led from his navel to his dark pubes and his teenage dick.

My Italian meat rose up between them, long and fat. A string of precum hung
from the tip of my dick and fell on Colin's shoulder. I placed a hand
behind each head and pulled the boys to my crotch. Paden kissed my inner
thigh; I spread my legs. He buried his face in the spot where the thigh and
pelvis meet, kissing and licking the crevice, pressing against the bone. I
shuddered as a tingling sensation ran up my spine.

Colin placed his right hand behind my sac and lifted it; he worked my nads
with his tongue and lips. He slipped his wide tongue under my left testis
and lifted it, weighing the fat egg. He sucked it into his mouth, running
his rough tongue over my wrinkled, loose sac. My right egg hung against his
face. Paden joined him, taking my right nut between his lips. My usually
low hanging, saggy pouch was stretched tight as the two teens shared it,
face-to-face, each one sucking a sperm-filled nut.

I flexed my cock, pumping more precum up the shaft and out the swollen
head. It oozed down the underside of my cock and pooled in my scrotum,
which Colin still held, and which was drawn tight by the two boys sucking
on my nuts. They released my nuts and began to lap up my precum. Their
tongues swept over my sac again and again as they slurped up my
prejizz. Colin's tongue touched Paden's, and he let out a quiet moan. They
kissed.

I pressed my dick against their faces until the pressure forced them to
break their kiss. Paden and Colin started to lick and kiss my shaft,
working in opposite directions. Paden began at the tip and Colin at the
base; each teen boy moved his lips and tongue over my fat stalk from top to
bottom and bottom to top. I groaned.

With my hand on the back of Colin's head, I sat on the edge of the bed,
bringing the boy closer to me. Paden stood, leaving the task of blowing me
to Colin's expert mouth. Paden lazily stroked the impressive length of his
teenage cock while he watched me rub my swollen rod on Colin's face,
crisscrossing his nose, cheeks, and forehead with strands of clear precum.

Colin stuck out his wide, long tongue, and I slapped it with my cock before
sliding over it into his mouth. Colin closed his lips around me and began
to suck. His tongue repeatedly painted the surface of my cock as he sucked
in his cheeks, creating a vacuum. With an audible release of air, he opened
his mouth to work his way further down my shaft.

"Fuck," I moaned. "Swallow all of me, boyo," I grunted, lifting my hips off
the bed. Colin placed his hand on my hips, trying to slow me. I resisted
the urge to place both hands on the back of his head and force my oversized
Italian cock down his throat. Instead, I reached out with my right hand to
grab Paden's oversized teen cock. Despite the fact that my endowment
overshadowed his, I was impressed by how much the boy had grown, and I
wasn't entirely sure that he had stopped growing. Admittedly, he hadn't
gotten any taller since the beginning of the year, but his dick had gotten
longer. Would it continue? Part of me hoped so, because I saw a reflection
of myself in him, but part of me did not like the idea of him surpassing
me.

I stroked the length of Paden's cock, sliding my hand up and down the
shaft. I squeezed the base, causing the tip to swell. When I reached his
cockhead, I ran my thumb across the tip and around the corona of his glans,
causing him to groan and bend his knees. I wrapped my thumb and forefinger
around his cockhead and jacked just the last few inches of his meat. Paden
closed his eyes. "Oh God, Mr. A," he moaned, grabbing onto my
shoulder. "You're going to make me cum again." I let go of him.

Paden took several deep breaths and then opened his eyes to look at me. I
smirked at him. Colin was now moving quickly up and down my shaft,
alternating between sucking and stroking me. Paden moved behind Colin and
lifted the teen's ass into the air. Dropping to his knees, Paden spread
Colin's round ass cheeks and pressed his face between them. I sat up to
watch Paden work on Colin's hole. Paden drew his tongue up and down the
crack of Colin's ass, licking the boy from his taint to the small of his
back.

I continued to thrust my hips slightly against Colin's cock-filled mouth,
encouraging him to go down further on my meat. I knew he could take all of
me; he had before. I pulled his hand away from my cock and pushed my hips
upwards. I kept a hand on the back of his head, but he didn't try to pull
away. Instead, I felt the back of his throat relax and open; hot breath
blew from his nose into my pubes, and I entered his esophagus. His gullet
gripped my invading member tightly. I rubbed his throat, which was bulging
with meat; my cock twitched.

Paden was now working his tongue around Colin's hole, tracing the tight
muscle with the tip of his tongue. With his fingertips, Paden gradually
pulled against the muscle, coaxing it open. He formed his tongue into a
dart and inserted it into Colin's hole. Colin whimpered. The vibrations
from his throat traveled the length of my dick and sent a tingle through my
body. I shuddered.

Paden alternately used his tongue and fingers on Colin's sphincter,
loosening and preparing his friend's ass for his cock. Finally, he pressed
the helmet of his cock against Colin's hole and slowly filled the younger
jock's ass. I felt Colin tense, and I pulled myself from his throat. I
didn't want him to accidentally scrape or bite me while he adjusted to
Paden's invasion.

Colin clenched his teeth and buried his face in my crotch; with his right
hand, he grabbed my cock tightly. I rubbed his head. "You can handle it,
boyo," I growled. "You've done it before. Just relax."

I felt his grip on my shaft relax. About half of Paden's 9-inches were
inside Colin, and the jock stud had stopped to let his bottom adjust. Paden
placed one hand on the small of Colin's back and began thrusting, barely
withdrawing from Colin's sheath before driving his sword back inside. He
reached under Colin and angled the boy's ass higher. He stood up with his
knees bent, so that he was coming down into Colin's ass from above. He
quickened his thrusts. Soon, Colin was moaning into my lap.

I slapped my dick against Colin's face and pushed his head out of my
crotch. He opened his mouth again and swallowed my cock, taking me into his
throat. I tensed and lifted my ass off the bed. "Fuck yeah, feed on me," I
encouraged him. Colin slurped hungrily on my prick. Paden drilled Colin's
hole.

I stood up and slipped under Colin so that we were in a 69 position. Paden
stopped thrusting as I moved into position. I licked and kissed Colin's
swollen glans before taking him into my mouth. Colin tensed and relaxed as
I took his cockhead into my throat and massaged it. He opened his lips and
took my dick into his mouth again. Paden started moving his hips, fucking
Colin's ass, driving Colin's dick into my throat.

I watched Paden's soccer jock nuts swing as he fucked his meat into his
buddy's hole; Colin's balls were drawn tight against his body. I thrust my
hips up towards Colin's face, urging him to take me deeper into his throat
again. Paden's movements meant I had to do little work on Colin's cock
except keep my mouth open and use my throat to milk him.

Colin began to moan; his dick twitched inside my mouth. I reached between
his legs and grabbed his balls, pressing my fingers against his prostate
from the outside as Paden triggered it from the inside. Paden's balls
slapped against my hand; he grunted. "I'm fucking a load right out of you,
Colin," he said through clenched teeth. "Fuck yeah. Squeeze me."

Colin pulled his mouth off of my cock and let out a loud yell. "Ahhh!" he
moaned. And then Colin came. I gulped down his watery, teen cumwad. I
released Colin's cock from my mouth and licked the last drops of cum from
the tip. He was still completely hard. I moved out from under Colin, and
Paden hammered him faster, pistoning Colin's hole.

I stood in front of Colin and stroked my cock with both hands; he sucked
and fondled my balls. I looked at Paden; his eyes were closed, and his head
was tossed back. He grabbed Colin's hips and pulled the younger teen back
onto his prick again and again. Rivulets of sweat streamed down Paden's
chest, through the furrows made by his flexed abs, and into his dark
pubes. He opened his eyes and saw me looking at him. He grinned. I reached
across and fist-bumped him.

"I'm close," he said through gritted teeth. I stroked my cock faster.

"Shoot it, Paden," I encouraged. "Cum inside Colin."

"Oh fuck," he grunted, and with a final thrust, he stopped moving. Colin
moaned into my sac. I knew he was feeling Paden's thick teenage jism coat
his insides. I pulled on my dick, focusing only on the head.

"Shit," I said. "Here we go." The first wad of my load landed with a splat
on Colin's forehead, the next rope dropped on top of his head in his
hair. I pushed Colin's head back so that I could aim at his mouth. A
powerful, thick stream of white cum blasted over Colin's tongue into the
back of his throat. He choked and put his head down. My load flew over his
shoulder. One or two ropes splashed on Paden's stomach before running down
his cum gutters into his pubes. I dropped the rest of my jizz onto Colin's
back and shoulder.

"God damn," Paden said, rubbing my cum on his abs. "I always forget how
amazing your cumshots are." Paden stepped back from Colin; his semihard
cock hung over his teenage sac.

"I forgot how thick they are," Colin said, coughing and wiping his mouth
with the back of his hand. He sat back, so that he was kneeling next to
Paden, who was standing.

I laughed. "I've learned to love them, but it was kind of a problem when I
was a teenager." Colin looked a little confused. "Just imagine you're lying
in bed jerking off or sitting in a chair at your computer. When you cum,
who knows where it goes? I always had to check the wall and the floor to
make sure I cleaned up everything. Moms don't like to find their sons'
dried cum on everything, even if they know the kid is jacking off all the
time because he's 14-years-old." Paden and Colin laughed and nodded in
agreement.

"Anyway," I continued, "I tried to aim better, but finally resorted to
using my hand as a kind of shield. I'd hold it right over my cock, and when
I shot, the cum would ricochet off my hand and down onto my stomach."

Paden added, "I bet that's what Todd does. He cums at least as much as
you."

"I think the fucker probably cums more than I did at your age," I
laughed. Colin and I were both hard still, and Paden had been pulling on
his cock as we talked. He was quickly returning to turgidity.

"Hot," Colin said. "Wish I had known you back then."

"Knowing me now isn't good enough?" I teased. Colin blushed. "I'm
kidding. I know it's different with other teens. It's hot watching someone
discover his sexuality, becoming a man, getting to know his body. I know
from experience." I grinned.

Colin wiped his forehead in mock relief. "Whew," he said and
grinned. "Dodged that bullet." We laughed.

"Speaking of bullets... Who's next?" Paden asked, waving his now hard cock
at us.

"I think you've had your turn," I said, waving mine back at him.

"I think it's my turn," Colin said, standing up. He was several inches
shorter than Paden, and his body had a thick, muscular look, which
contrasted nicely with Paden's leaner muscularity. His straight, hard
teenage cock trembled.

I raised my eyebrows and walked up to him. "Oh yeah?" I said pressing my
dick against his thigh. "Your turn for what?"

He smiled back. "For Paden's ass." He reached behind his friend and grabbed
his ass.

Paden let out an exaggerated sigh. "I guess it's only fair." He turned and
bent over the bed. "Let's do it," he said, waving his ass at us.

"Go for it, Colin," I said and slapped his bubble butt.

Colin dropped to his knees behind Paden and spread the older boy's smooth
cheeks. I stood back, stroking my cock and watching my teenage lovers get
ready to fuck. Paden pushed his ass back against Colin's face and
tongue. "Fuck yeah," he murmured. "Get in there, bud."

While eating Paden's ass, Colin reached between his friend's legs and
stroked his 9-inch soccer cock. Paden groaned and bucked his hips,
thrusting his cock through Colin's hand and taking Colin's tongue deep into
his hole.

I moved to the bed and sat down in front of Paden. Paden obediently opened
his mouth and began to suck my rigid fuck pole. He worked his lips down my
shaft, taking me into his throat. I grabbed the edge of the bed and leaned
back, letting out a groan. Paden grabbed my thighs and held me to the bed
as he bobbed his head up and down on my thick, long cock.

Colin stood and pressed his cock to Paden's loosened, lubed hole. My dick
was almost completely buried inside Paden's throat when Colin breached the
16-year-old's sphincter. I saw Paden briefly grow tense and then relax; I
felt a sharp intake and gusty release of breath. Then, Paden resumed his
tongue and throat work on my cock. Colin began fucking Paden with slow,
lazy strokes of his dick.

I stood with my hand on the back of Paden's head, making sure he didn't
pull off of me as I moved. I began thrusting my hips and fucking my cock in
and out of Paden's throat and mouth. Colin moved his hips faster, pounding
his dick into Paden's tight ass again and again. Paden wiggled is ass back
onto Colin's prick, encouraging the smaller boy to go harder and faster.

"Oh fuck, Paden," Colin groaned, leaning across his buddy's back. He
pressed his cheek against Paden's shoulder. I popped my cock from Paden's
mouth and fed it to Colin. I moved back and forth between the boys'
mouths. Spit and precum covered their cheeks, dripped from their chins, and
clung to Paden's shoulder.

I moved away from the bed and got behind Colin. I watched his muscular,
slightly hairy ass flex as he fucked his teenage cock into Paden's hole. I
got on my knees behind Colin; he slowed his fuck, so that he was barely
pulling out of Paden's ass. I spread the globes of Colin's ass, sprinkled
with dark hair, and buried my face between them. His ass was slick, and I
could taste the mixture of his sweat and Paden's spit and cum. I moaned,
working my tongue deeper into his hole.

Colin's hole was still relaxed and wet from Paden's fuck, and I easily
slipped two fingers inside of him. I prodded his prostate with my
fingertips, causing his body to shudder. He flopped forward onto Paden and
wrapped his arms around his friend's broad chest. I worked a third finger
into Colin's rosebud, making sure he was opened wide enough and lubed
enough for my fat prick.

I stood up and rubbed my leaking, slick cock up and down crack of Colin's
ass; Colin stopped thrusting. I pressed the broad helmet of my Italian
fuckstick against his tight bud, coaxing it open. I popped through the
strong muscle; Colin breathed in deeply. I slowly worked my deeper into his
ass, angling my dick down towards his prostate. When I touched it, Colin
gasped and, trembling, collapsed on top of Paden.

I grabbed Colin's hips and pulled him back on my pole, but didn't move my
own hips. Then, I pushed him forward, driving his cock back into Paden's
ass. Soon, Colin picked up the rhythm. Neither Paden nor I moved; instead,
when Colin thrust into Paden's ass, he pulled off of my cock, and when he
pulled out of Paden, he slid his ass backwards onto my prong. I stood with
my hands on my hips, watching Colin work his ass and hips, bringing
pleasure to both Paden and me. He reached under Paden and stroked the
larger jock's dick while we fucked.

I wrapped my arms around Colin's chest and held him in place, halfway
between Paden and me. Then, I grabbed Paden's hips and pulled his ass back
onto Colin. As I did this, I pushed my hips forward, feeding my cock deeper
into Colin's ass. Now, as Colin stood still, Paden and I did the
work. Paden worked his ass back and forth on Colin's cock, arching his back
to get the right angle, taking Colin balls-deep. Colin groaned.

Now that I was doing the thrusting, I could control how deep I went into
Colin's guts as well as the angle of my thrust. I worked my way all the way
inside of my boy until my fat, cum-filled balls rested on his hairy,
muscular ass cheeks. I fucked with short, fast thrusts, continuously
rubbing my broad cock against Colin's prostate. I embraced him again,
holding him close to me as I drilled his hole. Paden continued pushing his
ass back onto Colin's jock meat, slowly rotating his hips, coaxing another
load from his bud's balls.

I pushed Colin forward, so that he was leaning over Paden's back; I reached
over him and grabbed onto Paden's shoulders, thus holding the three of us
tightly together. I pulled my hips back, easing a few inches of Italian
meat out of Colin's ass; Colin did the same, barely pulling out of Paden's
hole. With a powerful thrust of my hips, I drove my cock forward, back into
Colin's ass, and forced Colin back inside of Paden. We developed a rhythm;
when I pulled back, Colin did the same; then, when I pushed forward, the
force of my thrust drove Colin back into Paden.

The bed shook. Paden gripped the sheets with one hand; his other hand was
busily squeezing and jacking his rigid prick. Colin was moaning
unceasingly, overwhelmed by the fullness of my cock in his ass and the
tight grip of Paden's ass on his own cock.

"Abs, Abs," he grunted. "Abs. I'm gonna cum. Oh God, Paden, it's going in
you." Colin's ass squeezed and trembled on my cock. His body shook.

"Fuck yeah, Colin," Paden grunted. "Empty those jock nuts in me." He let
out a low growl followed by a moan, and I knew Paden was emptying his own
jock nuts onto the floor in front of his bed.

I pulled all the way out of Colin's ass and then shoved my cock back in,
long-dicking him with slow, deliberate thrusts. He squeezed his ass muscles
around my cock, milking me, pulling me into him, trying to hold me in
place. My body shook as my cum wad built at the base of my cock and worked
its way up my thick urethral tube. "I'm going to add to Paden's babies,
Colin," I groaned, and with a final balls-deep thrust, I dropped my nut in
Colin's ass, painting his guts with my viscous Italian cream. I felt my
load pooling around my cockhead. "Fuuuuck," I groaned from deep in my
chest.

The three of us were breathing hard. As our heart rates slowed and our
breathing returned to normal, we separated. I eased my softening cock out
of Colin's ass; some cum ran down his inner thighs. Colin moved away from
Paden, whose well-fucked hole winked closed. Paden turned around and sat on
the edge of the bed.

"Damn," he said. "That was hot."

I grinned. "It was awesome. How did you like being in the middle?" I asked
Colin.

Colin smiled broadly. "I loved it. It was like you were fucking both of
us."

"Maybe you should try it some time, Mr. A," Paden suggested.

I laughed. "Don't count on it! I let you fuck me once. What more do you
want?"

"To fuck you twice!"

I rolled my eyes and shook my head. "Like I said, don't count on it, but
who knows?"

Just then, we heard the floor outside the room creak. We hadn't bothered to
close the door, since we knew Paden's parents wouldn't be home. The three
of us turned to the door. Paden walked over to it and looked around the
corner.

"Matt!" he said. "What the fuck are you doing here?" I heard Matt begin to
stammer his answer.

I joined Paden at the door. Paden's brother Matt was standing against the
wall. He was wearing basketball shorts, and his erection was obvious.

"Looks like he was enjoying the show," I said, gesturing at Matt's tent.

"I guess so," Paden said. "Want a closer look, bro?" Paden and I stepped
back so that Matt could come in the room.

Matt looked at the three of us, naked and spent. "I didn't know you'd be
home," he said. "I heard the noise, and thought it was you with your
girl. I wasn't planning to watch, but when I saw the open door, I had to
look in."

"Not with my girl," Paden said, "but I guess you realized that while you
were standing there. How long have you been watching?"

Matt swallowed. "Just a few minutes." Then he looked at me. I could tell he
had questions. He steeled himself and with false bravado asked, "What the
hell is going on, anyway? Aren't you a teacher?"

I nodded. "Yes, I am. Why?"

"Why are you here?" he asked. "It's bad enough this is the second time I've
found my bro fucking around with dudes, now I also find out one of them is
a teacher."

"I've got some bad news for you, Matty," Paden said. "This isn't just the
second time I've fucked around with dudes, and Mr. A is here because he's
been kind of a mentor to me. We're a lot alike."

Matt looked at the two of us. Our soft cocks were rather large. Our bodies
were similar, although I was more muscular and a little larger. The
physical similarities were obvious.

"Not just the cocks, dude," Paden said, shaking his head. "He's helped me a
lot in a lot of ways."

Colin came up between us. "Besides, it doesn't look like you had a problem
with anything you saw," Colin said with a smirk. "Unless that tent is a
lie."

Matt blushed and made to cover his bulge with his hands.

"Why so modest, Matty?" Paden asked. "We're all buck naked, and you don't
see any of us trying to cover up. I've seen it before, bro, remember? I
already know what you've got."

"That's probably why he's so embarrassed, Paden," I said.

"You think?" Paden asked, eyeing his brother.

"Definitely. I have more of a bulge than that when my junk shrinks because
of the cold water." I laughed. "Of course he's shy in front of us."

Paden grinned. "Good point. Soft, you're probably bigger than he is when
he's hard."

"It's easy to find out," Colin said, stepping behind Matt and yanking down
his shorts.

Matt tried to grab his shorts, but Colin moved too quickly. Matt's short,
hard cock sprang into view. Seeing it in person instead of on video, I was
struck by how much smaller he was than his brother. He didn't have a "baby
dick," but he was on the small side of average, just under 6". When I saw
his dick, I also recalled what he had said to Paden and Colin when he had
caught them before and how angry his behavior had made me. I was happy to
join Paden in making fun of his brother. Besides, I seemed to recall Matt
enjoying it in the video.

I looked from Matt's cock to my own, which hung limply. "I think I'm
bigger, but we should make sure." I stepped up to Matt, who tried to move
back; he bumped into Colin, who grabbed his arms and held him in place. I
lifted my flaccid cock and dropped the heavy slab on top of Matt's. His
dick drooped. "What do you think, Matt?" I asked, bringing my face close to
his. I slapped my soft cock against his.

He nodded. "Yes," he said.

"Yes what?" I asked.

"Yes, you're bigger soft than I am hard." He swallowed.

"And there's nothing wrong with that," I replied with a smile and clapped
him on the shoulder. "Unless you're you," I added and stepped away.

"Your turn, BP," I said.

Paden approached his brother; Colin still held Matt in place. Paden placed
his limp dick against his brother's; they were almost the same length.

"Looks like you lose again, Matt," I said. "How's it feel to be smaller
than your little - sorry, I mean YOUNGER - brother?"

Matt blushed and looked away, but his cock stayed hard. I saw it twitch
under Paden's now hardening meat. "I think he likes it," Paden said,
slapping his dick against Matt's and then stepping away.

Colin released Matt and joined Paden and me. We stood together pulling on
our cocks. Colin was fully hard, and Paden and I were on our way
there. With my left hand pressed against my pelvis at the base of my cock,
I was pulling the length of my cock, stretching the soft tube and making it
grow. Matt's eyes moved from one crotch to the other, watching us
manipulate our cocks.

Now completely hard, the three of us stood around Matt. His eyes locked on
my dick; its solid, 9.5" length rose at a slight angle from my pubes,
arcing up from my low hanging nut pouch. I stood with my hands on my hips
and contracted my PC muscles, causing my cock to bounce and dance for
Matt. Precum oozed from the tip and ran down the underside of my fuck
stalk.

"I think he likes you, Abs," Colin said.

"I think he wants to touch it," Paden said. "Don't you, Matty?"

I grabbed Matt's wrist and brought his hand to my dick. He tried to pull
away, but I didn't let go. I placed his hand on the top of my dick and
wrapped his fingers around the thick tube. "Oh fuck," Matt moaned. My cock
swelled in his hand. "Your cock is so heavy, so big," he whispered.

"Just like your bro's," I said. "Jealous?"

Matt nodded and started stroking my dick. "Squeeze it tighter," I barked at
him. "You're not going to break it." He tightened his grip. "There you go,"
I said.

Colin and Paden were stroking each other while watching Matt jerk me.

"You can use both hands, you know," Paden said. "I know you're used to
using only two or three fingers on your own cock, but Mr. A has plenty
shaft for both of your hands."

Matt reached out with his other hand. "It'll be easier from your knees," I
said, placing my hand on his shoulder.

Matt knelt in front of me, my cock hanging over him. He placed both hands
on my cock and stroked me, two-fisting my swollen schlong. A continuous
stream of precum seeped from my piss slit, slicking Matt's hands and
greasing my shaft. I started thrusting my hips, fucking my dick through
Matt's fists. He squeezed his hands tighter, milking me.

Paden and Colin stepped closer. I pulled my dick from Matt's fists and
turned his head to the other boys. "Don't forget your bro and his friend,"
I said.

Matt took a teen cock in each hand and stroked them. Paden and Colin stood
side-by-side with their arms around each other's waists and their hips
thrust forward. They looked at each other and grinned. Then they kissed.

"God, Paden, do you have to do that?" Matt asked, stopping his movements.

I stepped forward. "A guy with a dick in each hand shouldn't judge." I
touched Colin's shoulder. He turned to me, and we kissed. Then, I moved to
the other side and kissed Paden.

Colin stepped to the side, so that Paden and I stood together in front of
Matt. Matt looked at the two cocks now in his face, both several inches
longer than his, both thicker than his, and one of them three years
younger.

Paden leaned down near his brother's face. "You've had more than Colin's
tongue in your mouth, or don't you remember?" Paden whispered into Matt's
ear.

Whether Matt had a realization and acceptance of long dormant feelings or
had been intoxicated by the smell of men, sex, and sweat that filled that
room, it was impossible to say, but he turned and kissed Paden. Paden
jerked back, surprised, and then covered his brother's mouth with his own.

"Whoa," Colin said under his breath.

"Holy shit," I exclaimed. I had been less surprised when Matt had sucked
Paden's cock than I was now. Kissing was more intimate in my opinion; it
went beyond the animalistic satisfaction of sexual urges.

I heard a quiet moan come from Matt's throat, and then he suddenly broke
the kiss and stood up, dashing out of the room. On the floor where he had
knelt I saw a puddle of cum.

Colin and I looked at Paden; he shrugged and said, "I guess he couldn't
control himself."

"I guess not," I said, "but now he's blue-balled us, getting us all worked
up and then taking off."

"I can take care of that for you, Abs," Colin said and dropped to his knees
in front of me. He grabbed the base of my cock and took me into his
mouth. I let out a small groan. Paden moved next to me, and I put my arm
around his waist, pulling him close. I turned to him and kissed him. I
slipped my tongue between his lips and over his teeth. He pushed his tongue
against mine, sliding it into my mouth.

Colin grabbed Paden's cock with his other hand and stroked the 9-inch
teenager while he nursed on my leaking meat. Paden pressed his cock against
Colin's cheek. Colin pulled off of me and began to use his mouth on Paden's
swollen member.

While Colin was blowing Paden, I stepped behind the soccer jock and went to
me knees. I spread the jock's muscular ass cheeks and buried my face
between them. I covered his tight brown hole with my mouth and slid my
tongue inside him. I could taste lube, sweat, and Colin's cum. Paden
whimpered and pushed his ass back against my face. I tongue fucked him, and
with my tongue and fingers I gradually loosened his boy hole and made it
ready for my fuck prong.

I stood and slipped my cock between Paden's ass cheeks, pressing the tip of
my dick against his hole. I started to push into him; Paden tensed. "Wait,"
he said breathlessly. "On your back."

I lay down on my back and raised my cock into the air. Facing me, Paden
squatted and lowered himself down onto my fat rod. His hole gradually
opened, and my wide cockhead breached the muscle and was lodged inside of
him. He groaned and clenched his teeth. I watched his legs and abs tense as
he held himself over me, trying not to slide too quickly down my shaft.

Colin got down between my legs and began licking my egg-sized balls. He
sucked each fat nut into his mouth and pulled gently on the sac. "Fuck,
Abs," he said. "I forgot how amazing it is to see you stretching a hole."
He leaned forward and licked the base of my shaft up to Paden's stretched
hole.

I held on to Paden's hips and started thrusting my own hips up, inserting
my cock deeper into Paden's guts. Soon, I had buried my dick balls-deep
inside of him; his ballsac drooped into my pubes. He leaned back slightly,
positioning himself for my curved cock to stab his prostate better. Impaled
on my shaft, he began to ride me, slowly moving his body back and forth,
barely rising off of me.

Colin came around and knelt over my chest. He leaned forward, and I raised
my head and took his dick between my lips. While Paden bounced on my dick,
I sucked Colin, taking his hard, straight shaft as deep as I could in the
awkward position. He bucked his hips, pushing his cockhead against the roof
of my mouth and sliding it to the back of my throat.

Paden leaned forward, raising himself slightly higher on my dick. Lifting
my hips, I pushed my dick back into him. I drove my prick in and out of his
hole with short, quick stabs. Colin stood and turned around, offering his
hard cock to Paden. As I drilled Paden's ass, he swallowed Colin's cock to
the hilt.

I watched Colin's muscular ass flex as he thrust his hips against Paden's
face. The hair on his ass was slick and matted with spit, cum, and
lube. Paden stroked his cock as he sucked Colin and received my meat,
occasionally slapping his jock tube against my abs.

Colin's legs began to shake. A quiet, continuous moan escaped his
throat. "Uuunnhh," he groaned; he stood still, and I knew he was feeding
Paden his teen cream.

"Whew," Colin said, pulling his softening cock from Paden's mouth and
moving to the side.

Paden brought his body down to mine. His 9-inch teencock was pressed
against the center line of my abs. He opened his mouth to show me Colin's
load. I raised my head and kissed him. With our tongues sliding in and out
of each other's mouth, we shared Colin's cum.

Still kissing, I wrapped my arms around Paden and again pushed my cock into
his hole. Our bodies were pressed tightly together, muscle to muscle, and
his dick throbbed against my ripped stomach, rubbing the ridges of my
abdominals as I filled his body with my bull cock. "Fuuuuck," he grunted,
pulling away from our kiss, and pressed his lips to my shoulder, biting
down. His cock pulsed and released its teenage load onto my stomach and
chest.

My own load had been building, but I had held off from shooting until I had
brought Paden to orgasm. Now, as I felt his sperm wad swimming on my
stomach, I plunged into him one last time and emptied my balls inside his
ass. My cock throbbed and twitched as each thick rope of jism traveled up
my fuck tube and rocketed out the tip, repeatedly coating his guts.

When my cock finished pumping its load, I let go of Paden. He gingerly slid
off my softening, but still thick cock. Some of my cum trailed out of
Paden's ass, over his taint and sac, and onto my stomach. My limp dick
flopped onto my upper thigh.

Sitting up, I looked around at Paden and Colin. For the first time that
afternoon, we were all completely flaccid. I grinned at them. They smiled
back.

"That was fun," I said. "Wow."

Colin nodded and said, "Just the three of us this time. I liked it."

"A good start to the last weekend of summer," Paden said.

"Just a start, huh?" I asked.

"There's an end of summer party tonight," Paden said, "and then tomorrow
it's guys' night at Todd's house."

"Guys' night?"

Paden nodded. "Yep. Just a bunch of us hanging out. It's the first one
we've done in a while, so we'll see what happens."

"The last time, it turned into a circle jerk, as I recall," Colin said with
a grin. "Maybe we'll go further this time. Really depends on who's there."

"Yep," Paden agreed. "Could be fun."

"Sounds like fun," I said.

"You should come," Colin offered eagerly.

I shook my head. "Not a good idea. I gotta start weaning myself from you
guys, remember? And that includes just hanging out. I'm only here because
you're leaving."

"I know," Colin said and sighed.

"Well I should get going," I said. "I have dinner with Jennifer tonight. I
hope there's something left in these tanks for her." I grabbed my balls.

"From what I've seen," Paden said, "there's enough for the entire soccer
team. Twice. I think you're good."

I laughed. "Maybe I'll test that theory one day." I winked at him.

I got dressed, but Paden and Colin did not. I figured they were going to
hit the shower and possibly the pool again before heading to that night's
party.

Before walking out the door, I asked Colin, "When do you leave town?"

"Monday morning," Colin answered.

"Alright," I said, choking up a little. "Make sure you say bye before you
go. Come by school." I hugged him tightly and planted a kiss on his
lips. He nodded.

"See you in class Monday, Paden," I said and headed out to my car.

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Check out my non-Mr. A stories entitled "Italian Soccer Coach" in the
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section. They're several years old, but they garnered a good response in
their day.