Date: Sun, 14 Aug 2016 17:14:20 +0100
From: jusonx@gmail.com
Subject: Kayden's View Part 6

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"They're good aren't they?" Jarrett said from behind Kayden. Kayden nodded
and turned to face Jarrett who was laying on his bed, playing on his
phone. "I've blown my load over that set of pictures at least twenty
times. I still can't believe that you got fucked by Benjamin Nieser!"
Jarrett shook his head. "So lucky," he sighed.

Kayden turned back to the monitor and pressed the back button. There was a
soft click from behind him. The cursor blinked on and off as Kayden
wondered what to search for next. Suddenly Kayden felt his right thigh
vibrating. He fished his phone out of his pocket and unlocked it. 1 new
message.

He clicked on the screen to reveal a photo of a bird's eye view of a
grinning Jarrett, his shirt pulled up with one hand to reveal his golden
abs, and erect penis clearly in view.

Kayden's mouth went dry and he gasped.

"Just a little something to remind you of your boyfriend," Jarrett
purred. "Hey, it was going to be surprise but I want to show you what I'm
wearing tomorrow."

Kayden's mind had to work extra hard to even register what Jarrett had just
said following the photo. That was the reason that it took Kayden a few
seconds to answer.

"What do you mean, wear? What's going on tomorrow?"

Jarrett was already over to his wardrobe, he pulled open the large doors,
"it's non-uniform day. Didn't you get the letter? It's like a way to get us
to settle in faster, you know, by wearing whatever we want."

Kayden just shook his head, of course he didn't get the letter.

"Well," Jarrett continued, "I'm sure my dad can drop you off at your house
to get changed tomorrow morning, unless you want to go in... that." He
pointed to Kayden's sticky, cum-stained shirt. "Or... I'm sure I could find
something for you to wear."

A smile spread across Kayden's face, he could imagine what Jarrett would
choose for him, "all right, but only if I get to choose what you wear."

"Deal," Jarrett quickly said, shaking Kayden's hand. Then he dived into the
cupboard to find what Kayden would be wearing. "You are staying over
tonight, right?"

"Yeah, I'd like that."

"Good, we can do some freaky stuff then," Jarrett said with a sly
grin. "But first," Jarrett advanced on Kayden. Then grabbing him by the
arm, he hauled Kayden to his feet and pulled him towards the bed.

They fell together onto the mattress, wrestling on the top of the cool
sheets. Jarrett managed to lever himself around so that he was laid on top
of Kayden, top and tail. Off came Kayden's socks and soon he was squealing
with laughter. Kayden could do little to stop the fingers from tickling and
stroking his sensitive skin. Kayden twisted and turned, happy shouts.

"St- stop, stop, st..." another burst of the giggles.

And then Jarrett traced his forefinger down Kayden's sole and pulled back,
resting his head on Kayden's thigh. Kayden's chest heaved for breath, tears
stained his cheeks and a huge grin spread across his lips.

There was a knock on the bedroom door and Jarrett's dad poked his head in.

"Hey guys. I've just put Max to bed, so could you just keep it down a bit,"
he gently whispered.

Jarrett nodded, rubbing his cheek up Kayden's thigh and noticed a bulge
rising an inch in front of his eyes.

"Sorry, dad. We were just having a tickle fight."

Jarrett's dad tipped his head to the side, and squinted his eyes, "you know
the rules, tickle tournaments are scheduled between four and five. Not," he
looked at his watch, "nine at night." He joked.

Jarrett nodded, "we're gonna go to bed now anyway."

"Good," he turned to leave, "oh, who won?"

"Hmm?"

"The tickle fight."

Kayden pointed at Jarrett, who also raised his arm.

Jarrett's dad chuckled. "That's my boy," he said as the door clicked shut.


* * * * *


"By freaky," Kayden whispered, "I didn't think you meant this." He looked
beside him to Jarrett.

"What? It's bonding," Jarrett replied and looked down on his younger
brother. "A friendly game of have you ever." He stuck out his tongue at
Kayden, "now help me with his duvet."

Together they gently pulled the thick duvet off of Jarrett's younger
brother's semi-naked body. The only piece of clothing that Max was wearing
was a tight pair of dark blue briefs. And soon, they too had been pulled
down to Max's ankles. Still, Max slept.

Jarrett leant into Kayden, his warm breath in Kayden's ear made him shiver,
"right. We take it in turns saying 'have you ever' and then..." he waved
his hand at his sleeping younger brother. Then he turned to Kayden and
raised his eyebrows.

"I don't know, what if he wakes up?" Kayden hissed, suddenly becoming aware
of the dark silence that rested on the house. He could hear the
tick-tick-tick of the hallway clock, and the gentle whirring of something
from downstairs. He could also hear his trembling breath and thumping
heartbeat.

Jarrett knelt down beside Max and gently lifted the young boy's penis by
the tip, letting it fall back onto his stomach with a tiny slap.

"He never has before."

Kayden frowned, "you do this often?"

Jarrett grinned, "not this game. Not on my own, no point. You win like
every time." He nodded, and after a while he looked back at Kayden, who was
staring intently at him. Jarrett tried to muffle his giggle. "All right,
I'm on a seventy-seven win streak at the moment. So try not to mess that
up. Oh," Jarrett raised a finger, "one last thing, if you haven't done the
thing you have to take off some of your clothes."

"Why?"

"Cause I like seeing you naked. I'll start. Have you ever..." Jarrett
leaned down over Max and gently brushed his lips against his younger
brother's.

Kayden swallowed the lump in his throat. Jarrett straightened up, reached a
hand down and squeezed Kayden's growing cock through his trousers. Kayden
flinched and gave a squeak. Max shifted in his bed, rolling onto his
side. Slowly, he started to grind his hips back and forwards, and then he
started to quietly grunt.

"Looks like he's dreaming about me again," Jarrett joked, "well, you're not
wearing socks so..."

"Hey, you took them off, not my fault." Kayden replied, remembering back to
the tickle contest they had had before they had settled down for bed.

Jarrett jabbed his finger at Kayden's shirt, and then flicked it to the
side. Shirt, off.

Kayden rolled his eyes and then started to unbutton his shirt, button by
button. Then he slipped the shirt over his shoulders swaying slightly for
Jarrett.

The soft material fell to the floor with a flump, as Jarrett stroked his
hand down Kayden's chest, then down through his abs.

"Fuck," he breathed, his voice quivering. "Your turn."

Kayden thought, his eyes taking in Max's small, smooth body illuminated by
the soft light of his wall night light.

Carefully he lowered himself onto his knees and, leaning forwards, took one
of Max's tight balls into his mouth. Kayden gently swirled his tongue
around it, slurping slightly. Max groaned loudly. After a few seconds
Kayden pulled off, the small ball squeezing between his puckered lips with
a pop.

Getting to his feet Kayden looked to Jarrett, his eyebrows raised. Jarrett
stuck out his tongue, then nodded his head. Kayden hissed in irritation,
but Jarrett waved his hand and started to undo his trousers.

"I thought you had..."

Jarrett looked up, his fingers froze, the last button that held up his
trousers half way through its hole, "my cock is so hard right now, do you
not wanna see?"

Kayden couldn't help but nod frantically, as Jarrett's trousers dropped to
the floor. In that instant Kayden decided that he liked Jarrett in just his
shirt with his boxers peeping out the bottom. He began to touch his bulge
through the silky material. Rubbing, adjusting, stretching. "My turn," he
stepped forwards, slipped his boxers to the floor and climbed onto the bed.

In just his, now unbuttoned, shirt, Jarrett straddled his younger
brother. Slowly at first he rubbed his cock against Max's chest.

And then, using the same technique he had on Joey he thrust his hips
forwards until the very tip of his cock touched Max's lips.

His eyes closed. Then he pulled back, and forwards. Thrusting his penis
over the smooth skin of Max's stomach and chest, all the way up to his head
so that his soft lips gently kissed the tip of Jarrett's cock with every
thrust.

With every thrust Jarrett moaned deeply, and it was then, when the tip of
his cock pressed against Max's lips that they opened and Jarrett pushed his
throbbing length inside his younger brother's tight mouth. Jarrett gasped.

His whole body was silently jerking back and forth, and Kayden could tell
that he was getting close.

Jarrett's moans turned into squeaks of pleasure as his balls tightened, his
cock sliding deep into Max's throat.

And just as Jarrett's groans turned into a constant animal cry, he felt the
suction on his cock increase massively. Instantly Jarrett's eyes flashed
open and he looked down into his brother's cute gaze as his cock shuddered
and spewed cum deep down Max's throat.

Jarrett watched as his cum spilled from the corners of his brother's mouth
as Max struggled to swallow the river of cum that had exploded from
Jarrett's cock. Then he slowly withdrew his sticky cock from the small,
tender lips.

Max grinned cheekily, and giggled.

Jarrett smiled back, "still think it's icky?"

"I like icky," Max finally replied.

"I know you do," Jarrett said, leaning down to lick the dribble of cum off
Max's chin. Then he gently kissed Max on the chest and climbed off the
bed. "Now get some sleep, you've got school tomorrow."

Max nodded and turned onto his side, facing the two boys and wrapped his
duvet around his thin body.

"Night night," he whispered.

"Night Max." And with that Jarrett laced his fingers with Kayden's and led
him back to his bedroom. "Bags being little spoon," Jarrett said as they
slipped back in between the cool layers of sheets.

"Works for me," Kayden replied, wrapping his arms around Jarrett's smooth
stomach. His crotch pressed firmly against Jarrett's butt. His fingers
traced over Jarrett's silky skin. Kayden could smell his boyfriend's cum as
he pressed his forehead into the long hair. His lips planting kisses on
Jarrett's neck.

Their body warmth cocooned them, and soon they fell asleep, holding on to
one another.



Kayden woke to find Jarrett standing at his wardrobe, his long hair was
wet, his whole naked body glistening. As Kayden levered himself onto his
elbows to get a better view of his boyfriend's body Jarrett turned.

"Good morning, sexy." He pulled out a few things from the wardrobe and
threw them over to Kayden. "You'd better get dressed, we're gonna be late."

"Jarrett..." came a small voice from the door way. Max stood in the door
way, wearing nothing but his school shirt which he had managed to get both
his head and right arm in the neck hole, "I got stuck," he whimpered.

"Of course you did," Jarrett shook his head, and waved Max over to the
bed. Kayden watched as Max approached, his little cock and tight balls
swaying slightly. Kayden felt his cock harden beneath the bed covers. Max
climbed onto the end of the bed and knelt down, facing Kayden. Grabbing the
bottom of the shirt with both hands Jarrett tried to yank the material up
over Max's head, pulling the young boy with it. Max gave a shout of pain.

Kayden watched as Max's stomach was stretched, his crotch arching forwards
towards him. And then with a heave, the shirt popped off leaving Max
completely uncovered.

Jarrett wrapped his arms around Max and picked him up, "come on, lets get
you dressed." And with that the brothers disappeared out of the room
leaving Kayden alone. He swallowed. Then picked up the clothes that Jarrett
had picked for him. A pair of boxers patterned with jigsaw pieces, some
skin tight jogging bottoms and a white vest that had no material on the
sides except for two elastic straps to keep it together.

Kayden pulled himself out of Jarrett's bed and got dressed. The stretchy
material of his trousers did nothing to hide his erect cock. And he could
feel a light breeze getting under the vest and across his chest, making his
nipples harden. He made his way over to the wardrobe and looked through the
massive selection that Jarrett had gained over the years. In the end he
chose a black string vest, and the smallest pair of shorts that he could
find.

There was a scampering of feet down the stairs and Jarrett came back into
the room. He froze in the doorway as he scanned Kayden's outfit. He could
only grin as he took Kayden's choice of clothes. Slipping the string vest
over his head that left his body completely visible. Then he picked up the
shorts.

"I haven't worn these in years," he said as he stepped into the first leg.

"Are you not wearing any boxers again?"

Jarrett nodded, "I think these are close enough." He threaded his other leg
through and pulled them up. They just reached to his upper thighs before
they started to get tight. Jarrett pulled and pulled with a grunt as the
waistband of the shorts slowly struggled to cover the base of his cock
which was already growing in size. "All right, I can't get them any
higher." He span round, so that Kayden could admire how they only covered
half of his firm cheeks, and a very definite shape was pushing at the
front.

Jarrett hissed as his cock strained against the tight material, the very
tip of his erect cock now peeked out of the bottom of his shorts.

"God, I just want to rip them off you already," Kayden moaned.

Jarrett turned and strutted out the room, his smooth legs swaying due to
the restrictive shorts. "Play your cards right, and you might just get to
do that before lunchtime."


"Where's mum?" Jarrett asked as he and Kayden perched at the breakfast bar,
grabbing toast and juice.

"She's at work already, and she didn't want to wake you both up." Jarrett's
dad said, "she didn't think that she could untangle one of you from the
other anyway."

Kayden choked on his juice, spraying it over the worktop.

"I hope you're going to use a condom when you finally "get round to it"."
He wrote quotation marks in the air with his fingers.

"Dad!"

"Cause I am not cleaning your sheets if you-"

"Please stop..." Jarrett put his head in his hands, as his dad burst out
laughing.

"I'm glad at least you're dressed appropriately for today, Kayden. How you
are going to play football in shorts that tight I have no idea."

Kayden turned to Jarrett, "do we have football today?"

"Coach told us after swimming yesterday while we were getting dressed. Year
7 football trials at lunch."

Kayden thought back, he had missed the announcement. "Wasn't my fault, you
dared me to..." he looked from Jarrett to his dad, "... you know."

"Oh yeah, and then... you... with that guy." Jarrett replied.

Jarrett's dad rolled his eyes, "is that all you two talk about?" He pointed
at Kayden, "oh, do you have any boots for the trials?"

He shook his head, he had left them at home.

Jarrett's dad nodded, "Jarrett's got some spare ones you can use, I'll put
them at the door for you. Max!"

"Yeah?" replied Max, only metres from behind the two boys.

"Time for school Max. And you boys are going to be late if you walk... so
hop in the car and I'll give you a lift."



Kayden checked his watch as he walked with Jarrett through the main school
gates. Twelve to nine. A few of the upper year students still hung around
on the concreted area, but the majority had gone in already.

"Hey, I'll meet you outside class," Kayden said.

"Yeah, sure." Jarrett leaned in and gently kissed Kayden on the lips, there
were a few whistles from around them. Kayden guessed they were for
Jarrett's very tight, very skimpy shorts.

He watched as the double doors to the school closed behind Jarrett, then
turned to face the school gates. He only had to wait half a minute before
Liam cycled through the gates in his usual tight Lycra. As he approached,
Liam dismounted his bike and wheeled it past Kayden.

"I didn't know if you would be here or not."

Kayden glanced back at the main entrance to the school building, "why not?"

"Aren't you and Jarrett exclusive, like Alex and Scott?"

They made it to the bike shed. Kayden shook his head, he thought back to
last night. To Max.

"He's not exclusive, so why should I?"

Liam smiled, "great. Come on." He led Kayden round the back of the bike
sheds so that they were out of view of the hard play area.

* * * * *

"You said you wanted to watch me undress." He said, pulling the zip that
ran down the front of his outfit slowly. The teeth of the zip parting
revealing the soft pink skin underneath his light blue Lycra. Down and down
and down the zip went until Liam's tiny belly button was exposed.

"Does that mean that you want..." Out came Liam's arms, the body of the
suit falling against the back of his legs. And then he rolled it down his
thighs, and finally, out popped his smooth, soft cock. "Does that mean you
want me?"

Kayden's mouth had gone dry.

Liam took a step out of his Lycra and towards Kayden, "are you just going
to stand there?"

Kayden gulped, but it made little difference. He gasped for air, and ran
his tongue over his parched lips.

Liam's penis had since risen to its full length and supported a tight
curve. Kayden could imagine himself laying on his back, his head arched
back and how Liam's cock would curve perfectly down his throat. The tip
pushing at the front of his throat, threatening to burst through.

Liam stepped forwards, grabbed Kayden by shoulders and pushed him to the
ground. Kayden knelt in front of Liam, his mouth open, eyes staring. He
felt smooth fingers wrap around his ears, saw the curved member close in.

Kayden's lips slid down the length, the taste of pre-cum on his tongue. His
ears burning as Liam's hands tightened their grip and pulled Kayden's head
down, up and down. Controlling the pace.

Kayden's hearing was muffled, the outside world was a blur. But the
gagging, gulping slurps reverberated around his head as his lips were
parted and his mouth massaged the smooth, wet cock.

Long, slow strokes. All the way out to the tip, and then all the way to the
base. Liam held Kayden's mouth to his crotch, felt Kayden gag, his throat
convulse.

And then he pulled out, still keeping a tight grip of Kayden's head. Liam
looked down upon the pleading watery eyes. The plump, soaked lips that
gasped for breath. The tight trousers that strained and stretched. The
pre-cum and saliva that dripped from his chin and down his heaving chest.

Liam let out a high pitched yelp, thrust his cock deep into Kayden's
mouth. Burying his cock up to the base. Feeling the tongue swirl, lips
knead, throat squeeze. Liam's whole body shook, his hips jerked backwards
and his cock slipped form Kayden's mouth with a pop, slapped against his
stomach.

Kayden sat forwards, coughing wildly, he tried to suck air back into his
lungs but it just made him cough even more.

Liam gasped for breath, his jaw hanging open, his eyes closed. A deep moan
escaped his shaking body. Then a low whistle. He turned and stumbled back
to his Lycra outfit and stepped into it, pulling it up to cover his still
hard, wet penis.

"I hope you don't mind," Liam said, as he zipped himself up and rubbed his
bulge, "mmm, oh fuck. But this guy in my form said he wanted to fuck me, so
I'm saving myself." He motioned trapping a head between his hands and
thrust his crotch forwards. "Let's do this again though, but next time," he
moved his hands further apart, whilst still fucking the air in front of
him, "you are fucking me."

And with that Liam turned and left, leaving Kayden on his knees.



"Are you doing the footie trial at lunch?" Scott asked as he hopped up onto
his high stool.

Kayden climbed up onto his own, "yeah. How many people do you think will be
there?" He looked around the form. The year 11 students that he hadn't met
yet sat across the other side of the lab. And the year 8, 10 and 12s had
already left for their first assembly of the term.

"Probably a lot," said a voice from behind them. They turned to see Guy
leaning over his desk. "The trials are always popular, for three
reasons. Obviously, if you get into the team then you get to miss normal
lessons and play football, which also means more time in the changing
rooms. There's also the coaches tactics which are very popular."

Kayden looked to Scott, who had a puzzled expression on his face. "What?
Does he tell you to grab their balls or something?"

Guy's look was stony, "did he tell you already?"

Kayden remembered the manager of his local team telling him the same. It
seemed a good tactic to put them off during corners.

"What's the last reason?" This came from Seth, who sat a table to Kayden's
left.

"Well..." Guy craned forwards another inch, "you think the guys at this
school are hot. Just wait."



Kayden's studs clacked against the concrete as he walked with Joey, Seth
and Jarrett, who had changed out of his tight shorts, over the hard play
area and onto the field. He loved the feel of the bouncy ground, the swish
of the grass as he dragged his feet.

He looked across to the cones that had already been set up for the
trials. A number of boys were standing around, some stretching. Among them
he spotted a few he knew.

Harry was there looking gingerly around. Aaron and Casey were there along
with David, Ellis and Enzo. Jason, Kai and Michael were hurriedly talking
in a huddle. Noah was doing laps around the pitch, and Nathan and Luca were
together as always. There was at least twenty other boys from the other two
classes as well.

"There's fourteen places right?" Kayden asked.

Jarrett nodded, "for the A-team, yeah. Otherwise it's the B-team, and they
only get a few matches a year."

"You'll be fine," Joey said to Kayden. "I'll be happy in the B-team."

They made it to the main group, and Kayden now had the chance to scan the
faces of the fellow trialists.

Harry joined them, "hey." Then he flicked his eyes to his left, Kayden
turned his head to follow the movement. His gaze was met with an icy stare
that made his spine tingle.

Standing in his orange Netherlands kit, and bright pink football boots was
Alex. His steely glare flicking between Kayden and Jarrett.

Kayden felt a lump in the back of his throat. He was going to have to watch
out.

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