Date: Tue, 16 Aug 2011 22:43:50 +0000
From: Douglas DD DD <thehakaanen@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Perfect Game  Chapter 48

Welcome back as he return to the story line and the baseball and love
lives of the sixth grade JV boys (with two seventh graders thrown into
the mix). In this chapter, Danny finds out that there is more to Carl than
he thought and his plans for sexual conquest turn out differently than he
thought.

For Eric and Scott their long awaited role reversal in bed was about to
happen. As Scott becomes less and less sure he wants to be a bottom, he
also realizes how important it is to Eric. The question becomes whether
it is important enough to Scott.

Comments can be addressed to thehakaanen@hotmail.com



CHAPTER 48
TOPSY-TURVEY

For two couples Sunday night ended up being close to how they planned
it, though for each couple the evening was a bit Topsy-Turvy, but for
different reasons.

When Danny got home from the twin's house it was early afternoon. His
mother told him to make his own sandwich for lunch, so he stuck his
head in the refrigerator and pulled out some sandwich fixings. However,
he ended up making sandwiches (as in two of them) for lunch. As he
made his sandwiches his mind went to the night before. He couldn't
believe he had actually fucked somebody, that he wasn't a virgin. What
was even more incredible was that he had fucked a guy and not a girl.
But it had been fun and it had felt really good. He thought Kevin was
really good at telling him what to do to make the sex go right. He was
pretty sure he wasn't gay; he liked looking at and talking with girls too
much was how he saw it. But he realized that having sex with his friends
was fun, it didn't bother anybody, nobody got pregnant or hurt, and no
stupid girl thought he was supposed to be her exclusive boyfriend just
because he kissed her once. And he sure as hell hadn't been stuck naked
in a bedroom closet. He wolfed own his sandwiches, grabbed an apple to
munch on and went up to his room to log on to his computer and get
caught up in the world of his friends and classmates. He knew he had to
race through everything since he was supposed to meet Carl for a run at
two o'clock. There was a threat of rain for later in the afternoon and a
100% chance later in the evening according to the weather reports, which
were wrong as often as they were right.

At about quarter after two Danny changed into his running garb; in this
case a hoodie, since it was a bit cool out, a pair of running shorts that
felt silky against his legs and butt and turned him on just wearing them,
and socks and shoes. He went over to Carl's house where Carl was
waiting for him on the front porch. The program for the day was to jog
to the high school, go three times around the track, and jog home. They
started by doing the stretches they had learned in P.E. and soon they
were on their way.

Danny was impressed with how much better Carl could keep up with
him. He still had to ease off some to not leave Carl behind, but as far as
distance went, Carl could go as far as he could. Early on when they did
this routine Danny would jog at Carl's pace until the school, then take
off down the track at his own pace, usually lapping Carl before they
started back home. Now he couldn't get around the track fast enough to
lap Carl so he eased up a little and they both ended up doing four laps.

They jogged about halfway home and then eased off to walk the last part
and cool down, just as they had learned to do in P.E.. Danny was
breathing much easier than Carl was, but Carl wasn't gasping for breath
like he had when Danny intimidated him into starting the workouts.

"Want to spend the night?" Carl asked.

Danny felt a stirring go through his groin. After the adventure on the
twin's bed the night before, he knew exactly what he wanted to do with
Carl. "I gotta ask my mom, but it should be okay."

"Cool. You can shower at my house if you can stay."

Carl followed Danny into his house. Danny's mother was amused, as
usual, about Danny spending the night with a friend who lived just a
couple of houses down the street from them, the same reaction Eric and
Scott's moms had to their wanting to spend their nights together.
Spending the night at the twin's house was a little bigger deal, but she
knew the twins and their parents from school and sports functions, so
she had no problem with his spending a night there either. "Have fun and
make sure to leave time to do some studying tomorrow." Finals were on
the horizon and Danny could be a lazy student without close watching.
"In fact, be home by noon to study."

"Mom, by the time we sleep in and have breakfast and shower we won't
have time to get our run in. How about two?"

Danny's mom smiled internally at the "sleep in" part of Danny's plea,
and the two o'clock time was the time she really wanted Danny home;
she just wanted him to come up with the time instead of her. "Well,
okay, I guess that will work if you go right to your books when you get
home. That way you will have the evening free."

"Sounds great. Thanks mom! I just gotta go get some fresh clothes and
my toothbrush."

"You might as well just have a toothbrush at Carl's house as often as
you sleep there. It would be nice if Carl slept over here sometimes."

"He's got a bigger bed," Danny said without thinking. Before she could
reply he was off to his room with Carl standing there looking
embarrassed and sheepish.

"You're looking really good, Carl," Danny's mom said.

"I'm losing a lot of weight. And I'm doing better in baseball practice. We
have our first game this week."

"Great. Good luck."

"I wish I was playing a game like Danny is. Like a school game for a
championship."

"Maybe next year, Carl. Danny thinks if you keep working hard you'll
be playing school ball next year."

"I sure hope so." The conversation was interrupted by Danny's return.
He had his backpack in his hand. Carl was glad that Danny had
returned---he didn't like talking about himself.

The two boys got to Carl's house quickly. They said "hi" to Carl's
mother and went up to Carl's room. They quickly stripped down.
Danny was impressed at how much Carl's belly was flattening out. It
was still flabby, but it wasn't hanging down like it had. He was also still
impressed by Carl's ass. It was big, but more solid than it had been.
They headed to the bathroom and stepped into the shower together. Carl
had told Danny that his parents knew they showered together and didn't
care. "What they don't know is what we do in the shower, sometimes,"
he had said with a grin. The two boys stood under the water and
wrapped their arms around each other, kissing deeply and with battling
tongues. They both got instant hard-ons.

"Let's not cum in the shower," Danny said, knowing that not cumming
wouldn't be easy if they kept doing what they were doing.

"No?" Carl asked, a little disappointed. He looked down at their
touching boners. While Danny's was still much bigger, he was impressed
with his own. As his belly shrank his boner looked bigger to him. Danny
was at four and a half inches with wisps of fine straight hair above it
while Carl was maybe a half-inch shorter and his pubic area was
completely smooth. But Carl didn't care that his boner was shorter than
Danny's. All he knew was that his boner didn't look like it belonged to a
six year old, which was how he thought of it just a few short weeks ago.
It stretched almost as far the one belonging to Danny, the stud athlete.

"I got something special in mind for later," Danny said. "Now, turn
around."

Carl did as he was told, like he usually did for Danny. Danny was the
alpha male and Carl was the submissive one. It wasn't like Danny
bossed his friend around, it was just that when Danny said "jump" Carl
did everything he could to get his body into the air. In this case he knew
what was going to happen as soon as he showed Danny his ass and he
wasn't disappointed. Danny got busily to work washing his ass. Carl
expected Danny to poke his finger inside like he had been doing during
their showers. Instead, he got a surprise as Danny got down on his
knees. Carl could feel Danny spreading his ass cheeks and then almost
jumped out of the shower from the incredible sensation he experienced
behind him. Danny had stuck his head right to his crack and started
licking him asshole with his tongue.

"W...w...what are you doing?" Carl asked, as if he didn't already know.
All he heard from behind him was a muffled, "Mffff."

"That is so gross!"

"Mffff."

After a couple more licks, which to Carl felt like a slice of heaven, Danny
backed off. "Sorry," he said. "I read about that online and I wanted to try
it as long as you were in the shower and your butt was clean. It's called
rimming. I even talked to somebody who's done it."

"Who?"

"Just somebody."

"Do I know him?" Carl was pretty sure he did. If Danny had talked to
him chances were it was a classmate, maybe even one of the sixth
graders on the JV team.

Danny's silence indicated a yes to Carl, who was now really curious as
to who it was. "Did you like it?"

"I dunno. I guess it was okay. I don't see what the big deal was. I hope
eating pussy is better. Did you like it?"

Carl did one of his full body blushes and shook his head yes. "It felt real
good," he said quietly "I'm sorry I said it was gross."

The boys turned off the water, dried each other off, went back to Carl's
room and put on just underpants, red briefs for Danny and blue and
green striped boxers for Carl. About an hour later they slipped on t-
shirts and sweats when they were called to dinner, where they ate while
answering questions from Carl's dad. Some, like the ones about Carl's
workouts, they didn't particularly want to answer. Others, like the ones
about the upcoming JV playoff game on Saturday, Danny couldn't talk
enough about.

After dinner Carl's father once again thanked Danny for what he had
done to Carl and for being such a good friend. "Carl has never seemed
happier," he said, his arm draped around Danny's shoulder in a familiar
way. Danny was once again uncomfortable with the praise. He
remembered that he first helped Carl not because he was trying to be a
friend but because he was trying to do a favor for his coaches. The fact
that Carl had become a friend was an unexpected bonus. He wasn't
uncomfortable with the arm on around his shoulder at first, but as Avery
Benson talked on he began to wonder how he could pull himself free.
Thankfully he didn't have to make any decisions as Carl came around
the corner and asked when Danny was coming up to his room with him.
Carl's father smiled and let go of the 12 year old, saying he hoped they
could continue the conversation at another time. Danny hoped the other
time came in maybe ten years.

Carl had a lot of privacy in his room, which was large with its own
bathroom and shower. He locked the door after they entered the room
and started stripping off his clothes. Danny did the same and the two
boys were quickly naked and rock hard. They had gotten very horny
when they had showered before dinner and they had done nothing to
alleviate the problem. They figured now was the time.

"What do you want to do?" Carl asked, hoping Danny would offer to
suck his dick.

Danny decided not to hesitate as he knew exactly what he wanted. "I
thought I'd try something new," he said.

"What, licking my ass? You already did that."

"No, doing something else to your ass."

"If you mean sticking your finger up it, you've done that before."

"I mean sticking something else up it," Danny said.

Carl gave his friend a stunned look. "I don't think so."

Danny didn't expect Carl to agree right away, but he knew Carl
eventually would because Carl always ended up doing what he asked.
Danny was even sure that Carl would acquiesce that night. "It's weird
because I'm not gay or nothing, but I think you've got a nice ass. I want
to fuck it."

"My ass is fat," Carl said.

"You better look in a mirror, because it's getting less fat all the time.
You know I've been feeling it a lot and it's getting some muscle in it.
And I know you're not gay and doing it don't make you gay because it's
doing sex stuff." Danny's technique was probably not the smoothest on
the planet, or even in Mayfield, but he knew what he wanted and knew
he would get is way with Carl.

"Have you ever done it?" Carl asked.

"Done what? Take it up my ass or done to another guy?"

"Both. And I know you haven't done a girl."

"I've done it to another guy, but don't ask me who."

"Okay, I won't" Once gain Carl was overwhelmed with curiosity. He
wondered if Danny had fucked the same boy he had rimmed, and he
wanted badly to know who it was. "But if it ain't gay how come you
haven't had done it up your butt?"

"I just haven't," Danny answered lamely. "And I didn't say it ain't gay, I
just said because you do it don't mean you're gay." Danny could feel his
dick throbbing as it pointed straight up to the ceiling. "Please, Carl. I
really want to try it with you. I bet it makes us even better friends." He
couldn't believe he was almost begging Carl. Usually it just took a little
prodding and Carl was willing to try something. It was that way right
from the start when he got Carl to run with him for the first time. But
now Carl was being stubborn, which was starting to annoy him. He'd
wanted Carl's ass for a long time and he thought he was close to getting
it. What he didn't know is that Carl had ideas of his own. Danny didn't
really think of Carl as being someone with his own ideas. He was about
to find out differently.

"I'll let you go up my butthole," Carl started, giving Danny a big smile,
"if I get to go up yours first."

"Huh?"

"I get to do yours first is what I said."

"But...um...I wasn't going to do that."

Carl, who had mostly been compliant as far as Danny's wishes went,
was going to have nothing to do with his friend's waffling. He'd had a
feeling Danny would eventually ask him to take it up the butt just by the
way he would keep feeling him up and by how he sometimes rubbed his
dick along his crack. He decided that if he was asked to do it then Danny
was going to do it first. He had let Danny have his way as far as working
out went, and he was happy he did because he was getting more out of it
than he ever thought he would even if he still didn't care much for
running. He also let Danny have his way sexually, but he knew,
instinctively, that if he let Danny have his butt without ever taking
getting Danny's for himself that his friend would end up owning him and
that they wouldn't be real friends anymore; Danny would just be another
one of jocks who liked to boss him around. Carl wanted for him and
Danny to be genuine friends. After Danny licked his butt in the shower
earlier he was positive that this would be the day Danny asked to fuck
him. While Danny was becoming a better and better friend, he didn't
totally trust him yet. To Carl he was still part of the jock clique. The
only way Carl would be guaranteed access to Danny's ass would be if he
got it first.

"You said that it ain't gay to take it and you said it was just playing
around, so what's the big deal? Or is it just okay if I do it but it's not
okay if you do it?" Carl was losing some of his passiveness around
Danny and Danny was starting to become angry.

Danny looked at Carl with new respect. This was different from Carl
balking at running and working out; that was because Carl was being
lazy and stubborn. This was Carl standing up for himself. This was
something Danny understood and appreciated. He had no use for
wusses. This turned out to be a watershed moment in the boys'
friendship; if Carl had quietly given in to Danny's demand Danny would
have enjoyed getting what he wanted in the short run, but in the long run
he would have seen Carl as too timid and too submissive to be a friend
on an equal basis. This version of Carl was something he could relate to
in the long haul, even if it stunned him and displeased him in the short
haul.

Danny sat on Carl's desk chair saying nothing. Carl's heart was
thumping fast and hard as he wondered if he had lost Danny just days
after their friendship started become solid. Danny got up and walked to
the window, looking out at the backyard. Even through his nervousness
Carl couldn't help but admire Danny's hard, athletic 12 year old body,
with muscles becoming well-defined. He looked at Danny's ass, not
knowing that he wanted that ass as badly as Danny wanted his. This
wasn't just a matter of avoiding sexual dominance from Danny, this also
was a matter of wanting the unknown pleasure those muscular globes
offered.

As Danny stared out the window he realized he was dumb to think Carl
wouldn't want something in return; that Carl would be happy be his
fuck-buddy and let him take his ass whenever he wanted it. But the
thought went through his head that if guys like Hunter or Gavin ever
found out he let somebody like Carl fuck him he would be so on the
outside. On the other hand, he fucked Kevin last night, and Kevin was a
jock and really popular and Kevin's twin brother was being fucked right
next to him. He knew they'd been doing it for quite a long time and
neither one of them had turned into girls. He knew that Scott fucked Eric
and Eric was totally cool with just about everybody. He also knew that
he liked Carl as a friend more than he ever imagined he would. He
started working out with Carl because he was asked to, but now he was
doing it because he totally wanted to. He was a smart enough boy to
realize that friends needed some give and take to be friends, plus the
whole issue of Carl standing up for himself was important to him as
well.

Time went by slowly as Danny looked out the window and Carl looked
at Danny. Danny thought of Carl's ass, which was firming up, and of his
waist which was starting to reduce in size and thought of some of the
older girls he saw around town, high school girls, girls who looked at
him as just a little kid but girls he fantasized over in some of his jerk
offs. He thought how Danny's ass was so much like the ass he'd seen
Shelley Downs, who lived on the same block. Shelly was a junior at
Mayfield High School. Danny looked over at Carl, taking in what he
could see of his naked ass, and wondered if having his ass would be the
same as fucking a girl like Shelley. He wondered which ass was better to
look at, which ass would be better fuck, which ass he wanted more.

Finally, Danny made up his mind and turned to face his friend. For the
first time Danny gave in to one of Carl's demands. "Okay, I'll do it, but
only if nobody ever finds out and only if I get you, too."

Carl tried to fight his grin. He had actually won a standoff with Danny,
and while it felt good he also knew what Danny knew---that in the end
Danny was going to get what he wanted. "Deal," Carl said.

"How do you want to do it?" Danny asked, still not quite believing he
had given in.

"Up to you, you're the one taking it," Carl said.

They talked back and forth and Danny did most of the suggesting. He
was, after all, the one with experience. Kevin had done more than be
Danny's bottom the night before, he had also imparted much of his
knowledge, limited as it was. Danny finally decided he would sit on
Carl's cock and ride it, something Kevin said he liked to do with Kraig.
After that they would decide how Carl would take it. Danny had come
prepared and pulled a tube of Vaseline out of his backpack. Both boys
had lost their boners during the negotiating and discussing, but
tumescence had returned to both of them.

After the complication of getting there, the act itself seemed remarkably
simple. Carl lubed up Danny's ass and his own rock hard cock. Danny
squatted over Carl and let his strong legs lower him. He held Carl's cock
steady as he let his ass sink down to it. There was some resistance but he
closed his eyes and kept lowering himself. Carl's boner slowly eased its
way into Danny's love canal. Carl let out a long low moan as he felt the
warmth of his friend's ass envelope his cock. Danny winced at the pain,
but kept going. Kevin, Kraig, and Eric had all said it had hurt initially
when they first tried it. As he got used to Carl's presence in his bowels
the pain and discomfort kept giving way to incredibly pleasurable
feelings. He let out a groan of combined pleasure and pain as he lowered
himself down until his ass touched Carl's body, but the pain kept easing
away, the fact the Carl's boy cock wasn't very big as yet was no doubt
helping.  This was getting to be better than he ever imagined. He steadied
himself with his hands and then pushed his way up. It was awkward at
first, but soon he got into a rhythm. A couple of times Carl's dick
touched his sweet spot causing him to emit a little high pitched yelp of
immense pleasure. He bounced harder on Carl as Carl tried to ram his
cock deeper into his friend. The bed shook as the two boys got
themselves coordinated. Danny was able to bounce without pushing off
the bed and one of his hands found his own hard cock. The boys were
12, doing something pleasurable beyond imagining for the first time, and
it didn't take long for them to finish what they started. Danny actually
came first as he squirted his boy juice onto Carl's face, neck, and chest.
The act of feeling the hot cum land on him set Carl off and the most
intense orgasm of his young life almost caused him to pass out. He
wondered if this time he actually shot something out, but there was no
way for him to know.

Danny pulled himself off of Carl and surprised himself yet one more
time that night by licking his cum off of Carl's torso and face. When he
got to Carl's face he kissed his friend on the lips, an act that was
followed by intense French kissing. The two boys lay next to each other
for awhile and without intending to they fell asleep. Danny's deflowering
of Carl was going to have to wait.

++++++++++

While the experience of Danny and Carl was topsy-turvy in a way
neither of them, especially Danny, expected, for Eric and Scott it went
exactly as they expected.

After leaving the twins they walked home, talking about what had
happened the night before and what they planned to have happen that
night at Scott's house. They decided this was the night that Eric was
going to fuck Scott. While to say they were both excited about it would
be a bit of an overstatement, they were both eager to do it and see how it
worked. It would be a defining moment of their relationship, though their
youthful minds didn't think of it in those terms.

The promised rain started as they were a block away from their houses.
It started as a drizzle as the rains in the area usually did, so they weren't
very wet when they entered Eric's house.  Eric said hello to his mom and
dad, informing them that he would be spending the night at Scott's
house.

"It's too much trouble for the two of you to sleep here tonight?" Eric's
mom asked.

It's not that it's too much trouble, Eric thought, it's just that we have a
bit more privacy in Scott's house because he has the upstairs all to
himself. "No, it's not too much trouble, we just decided to stay there
tonight. We got things we want to do there." He knew that probably
didn't answer his mother's question, but it was the best he could do at
the moment.

"I think what the two of you should do is eat dinner with your families.
After that you can sleep outside if that's what you want."

"Mom, it's raining outside."

She looked out of the window and saw for the first time that there was
indeed a steady, if light, rain coming down. She suppressed a grin as she
said, "Then pick whichever bed you two want to sleep in---but not until
after dinner."

"I'll call you after we eat," Eric said, suppressing his disappointment.

Scott knew that Eric was doing what he could to keep his mom happy
and said he would be waiting for the call.

The afternoon dragged by slowly as Eric did a little studying for his
finals and some reading. He eventually ended up on his computer until
dinner.

Scott wasn't quite as conscientious as Eric when it came top studying.
He got out his X-box and went into game playing mode. He was hard
most of the afternoon as he thought about Eric and Kraig fucking and of
Kraig sucking him off at the same time. That was quite a little orgy, he
thought. He also thought about what he and Eric planned to do that
night.

He'd been apprehensive about taking Eric up his butt. Not that Eric's
dick was huge, or anything. From what he'd seen over the past couple of
months, Eric was pretty average in size, but was way above average in
beauty. Even though he was comfortable with saying Eric was his
boyfriend and was okay with saying he might be gay, the 12 year old
jock mentality was still a part of his psyche. The idea of being a bottom
and having somebody fuck him struck him as somewhat feminine when
he still saw himself as a macho boy.

Yes, he had watched the twins lying side-by-side getting fucked last
night, and they were anything but femmy boys. Eric took it up the butt
from him all the time, and he certainly didn't think of his boyfriend as
being girly. Hell, the Donkey was a big studly high school student. He
played fucking hockey for God's sake, where guys crashed into each
other and he for sure wasn't girlish. Still, he couldn't rid himself of some
misgivings over being fucked. After all, guys like Hunter, or Nathan, or
Todd, or even Danny sure wouldn't be caught with somebody's dick up
their asses. On the other hand he loved Eric, and knew in his pre-teen
heart that letting Eric fuck him was an act of love. He felt badly that he
didn't feel complete enthusiasm about giving up his cherry to his lover.

His mom cooked up pork chops for dinner. Scott ate two of them along
with mashed potatoes and steamed carrots. After he and Lindy helped
clean up his sister accosted him.

"I guess from what you and mom were saying that your boyfriend is
coming over tonight?" Lindy asked him.

"Yeah, he's spending the night."

"Too bad, or I could teach you what I said I was going to teach you
tonight."

"You can only teach me if I want to learn, and I don't want to learn it, so
you can't teach me it."

"Tell me what you mean by the word `it'."

"You know what I mean," Scott said. "I mean sex."

"You know you're too much of a jock to be gay," Lindy said teasingly.
This was exactly what Scott thought at times, though he never had those
thoughts when he was actually with Eric. When he was with Eric, every
gay type thought seemed exactly right, except maybe having Eric fuck
him. "Somebody's got to show you that, and it might as well be your
sister. At least I won't try to be your girlfriend or anything like some
sixth grade girl. And believe me, I know how sixth grade girls think. I
mean I was one of them not very long ago."

"Thanks but no thanks, dear sister. I'm gay and I know I'm gay and I
don't need to try any girl, even you, to know it," he said with conviction.
"Eric is my boyfriend and that's all there is to it." Having this argument
with Lindy seemed to be clearing his mind out.

"Suit yourself, but it won't stop me from trying, little brother."

"Try all you want, you won't get anywhere."

"Well, then, is this the night I can watch?"

"Not tonight. We're trying something new."

"How can you still be trying something new? Haven't you two tried
everything by now?"

"Not yet."

"What are you doing this time that you haven't done?"

"I can't tell you."

"Oh, you make me so mad sometimes that I almost wish we hadn't made
our pact."

"You know you like our pact, so don't go saying that kind of shit," Scott
said.

"Have you even asked Eric if it's okay for me to watch you guys some
time?"

"Not yet, but he knows you want to."

Lindy shook her head and walked off, muttering, "Brothers..." under her
breath.

About ten minutes after the conversation with his sister Scott's phone
rang. He knew it was Eric without even looking. He answered the call by
saying, "Hi, Eric," and was surprised to get a girl on the other end. It
was Tama. Sheesh, he thought, what did I do to deserve this?

"Hi, Scott. You can tell this isn't your boyfriend, Eric, even if his voice
is about as high as mine. I guess you must be expecting him to call."

"I am. What to you want, Tama?"

"I was just calling to wish you good luck in the baseball game."

"The game isn't until Saturday."

"I know, but it can't hurt to get luck sent to you early."

"I gotta go, Tama, I'm expecting Eric to call."

"He lives two houses away. He can come knock on your door."

Scott let out a frustrated sigh.

Tama went on, saying, "I was calling, too, because I was having some
friends over for a special holiday lunch tomorrow. Mom's making mac
and cheese. Can you come?"

"Sorry, Tama, I don't want to come over and get locked in your closet or
kicked out of your shower."

"Oh, that was just mean, Scott. Maybe it's a good thing you guys are all
gay, because you deserve each other." She promptly hung up, which
didn't bother Scott at all.

Within seconds, Eric called. "I'm ready to come over," he said.

"I'm ready for you to come over," Scott replied. Eric hung up and was
there within a minute. The boys quickly headed up to Scott's room, only
to be stopped by Lindy.

"You boys have fun. And I want to watch, Eric, just in case Scott didn't
tell you."

"Tonight?" Eric asked, horrified at the thought. This was supposed to be
one of the special things between him and Scott.

"Don't worry, not tonight. Scott already said you guys are doing things
you never did before, which I personally find hard to believe."

"Well, we are."

"Can I watch some other time?"

Eric could think if a million reasons to say no, but none of them seemed
to be on that would satisfy Scott's pushy sister. "Sure, you can watch
some other time."

"You heard that, little brother. He said it was okay." Satisfied for now,
she walked away and the boys went to Scott's room.

"Why did you say it was okay?" Scott asked.

"Because she would bug us to death until we said it was. Are you mad?"

"No, just surprised. But then I said it was okay, too. Oh, well, we can
figure out ways to stall it, I guess."

"Just coming up with ideas on how to stall should be fun."

The two boys were so comfortable with each other that they undressed
as they talked. They both were hard, being 11 (or in Scott's case less
than a week from being 12) and knowing what was about to happen.
Whatever doubts Scott had seemed to vanish from his mind as soon as
he saw his awesomely cute boyfriend naked in front of him.

They were in no hurry to do it. They stroked and kissed and cuddled and
licked and fondled and got hornier and hornier until they knew they'd be
busting a nut just from making out if they didn't either slow down or get
down to business. Since slowing down was not part of their young
adolescent make-up they decided it was time to get down to business.

Scott had the bottle of lube the Donkey had given them. They would
either have to get more soon or use something else, but there was plenty
left for what they had in mind for this evening. They kissed deeply as
Scott lay on his back, horny and ready and yet nervous as well. Unlike
Danny, he'd been putting things into his butt to get ready for this
moment, including his and Eric's fingers. Before applying lube, Eric
surprised Scott by putting his head between his boyfriend's spread legs
and pulling up his butt. He started licking Scott's smooth ass with his
tongue, shoving it inside his crack and licking his pink pucker. Scott
groaned from the sudden surge of pleasure that hit him.

"Oh, fuck, wow, where did you learn that?" he whispered.

"Online, of course. We've talked about it---it's called rimming."

"But you never did it."

"It ain't rocket science. There's nothing to learn; I take my tongue and
lick your hole. Did you like it?"

"I loved it, but I didn't expect it."

"I guess I'm supposed to stick my tongue inside you, but we can save
that new thing for the next time we want to tell Lindy we got something
new to do."

"Did you like it?" Scott asked.

"I dunno yet, since I didn't stick my tongue inside you. It wasn't gross
and you smelled sexy and I am even more horny."

Scott giggled. He would have been happy to have Eric continue, but they
both knew they had something more important to do. Eric lubed them
both in the appropriate places. He looked up at Scott with his big,
wondrous blue eyes. "Are you sure?" he asked. He knew Scott wasn't
totally committed to bottoming and he did not want his best friend---his
boyfriend---doing something he didn't want to do.

"Never been surer," Scott said, and he knew in his heart that right at this
moment there never was a truer statement.

Eric entered his four rock hard inches as gently as he could into his
lover. But even with Scott loosening himself up he had to do a little bit
of pushing. Going in was a little more difficult than it had been with
Kraig. Nevertheless he was soon all the way in. Scott groaned and Eric
gave him a look of concern.

"It's okay, I'm good. It felt kinda good and kinda hurt at the same time.
Start doing it."

Eric complied and started a slow humping motion that quickly started
speeding up. He kept going faster, waiting for Scott to tell him to slow
down.

"Feels good," Scott said. "I didn't think it would feel this good. I see why
you like it...go harder."

Once again Eric obeyed and started humping Scott fast, hard, and deep,
finding his sweet spot. Both boys moaned, groaned, and squeaked in
their high pitched soprano boy voices, though Scott's just starting to
change to alto. Pretty soon Eric was rabbit fucking Scott who kept
imploring him to do it harder and faster. "Fuck me hard, I see why you
like it hard...oh, gawd, Eric this is go fucking good."

As happened to them and their peers so often, their youth kept them
from lasting too long. Eric came first, squealing with delight as he
emptied his light boy juice into his boyfriend's bowels, his last deep
strokes hitting Scott's prostate over and over. Scott was about to grab
his throbbing dick to jerk himself to a climax when it fired off all my
itself, plastering his face, neck, chest, and belly with shot after shot of
clear, thin cum. It was the longest, most intense orgasm of his young life.

The two boys held on to each other, breathing hard, hoping nobody
heard them, and feeling the wonder of sex.

"That felt so good," Scott said. "You topped me good."

"Must be the practice I got last night."

"Whatever the reason, I liked it and I never thought I would. I want to do
it again."

"Tonight?"

Scott gave Eric a sexy grin, albeit a tired on. "Why not?"

It didn't take long for their young bodies to recover. This time they both
lasted longer, Eric cumming first again and then taking Scott's load,
which was much smaller than his first, into his mouth. After finishing,
they knew they were spent. They hustled over to the bathroom, took
care of peeing, cleaning up, and getting ready to sleep. They hit the bed,
pulled the blankets over their naked bodies, and fell asleep instantly,
happily holding each other in a wonderful loose and cuddling hug.

For Danny and Carl and for Scott and Eric it had been a topsy-turvy
night, with Danny bottoming for Carl when he wasn't expecting to and
Scott finally doing it for Eric. For all four boys it had also been a
satisfying night. It had been a topsy-turvy night for Hunter and Kraig,
too, as the two of them had more sex than they ever expected, and even
if it was just dry humping each other's dicks.

In the heads of Eric, Danny, and Kraig three similar ideas that they had
been bounding awhile in their brains for awhile started to solidify; ideas
that they would share in the morning with their bedmates. The ideas,
when put together, would have a lot do to with the thinking of not only
the six of them but of all of the sixth graders playing baseball.

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