Date: Mon, 30 May 2011 10:35:38 -0700 (PDT)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: Casey's Bat II

I had meant to share this in the first chapter and totally forgot so I'll
make it short. For those who doubt the likelihood of young boys having
large endowments please spend some time looking up precocious puberty. Is
this scenario possible? Aside from that, enjoy the story. There is more to
come.

Hugs,
Tag_m
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"Nothing much to tell," Casey said to his mother's request about how his
day had been. All the while he was thinking, "Gosh if she only knew." They
were having meatloaf left over from the night before, a meal that Casey was
very fond off. His mom always baked a couple of extra potatoes so they
could be diced and fried with onions for the next night's meal.

"I got an invitation to spend the night at Chaz's house tomorrow night.
He's the team captain and one of the most popular kids in school. He knows
Ben really well from when Ben played on the high school team. I guess they
were pretty good friends."

Casey's mother had met Ben at a couple of the practices and thought quite
highly of the teen. Casey had talked quite a bit about him so she'd made a
point of meeting him. Lauren knew that her son needed male role models in
his life and that the boy would try to fill that need one way or another.
She was grateful that Casey was active in sports and that gave him the
opportunity to be around healthy men, men who would guide the boy in
positive directions. Casey had mentioned Chaz's name before so it wasn't
unfamiliar to her.

"Oh, I don't think I've met him Casey." Casey knew that was his mother's
lead in so told her that Chaz had offered to come over after dinner to meet
her.

"I told him you'd say that mom." Lauren nodded her head. As Casey grew
older his mother realized that he wasn't going to just let things go
anymore. She realized that he was onto her "mother" tricks and while no
mother likes seeing her children start the separation process she knew that
it was necessary. Lauren knew that she would get more argument out of her
boy when there were things that he wanted to and she knew that if she
didn't want to lose him she'd have to learn to choose her battles and
debate or discuss things. Just saying no wasn't going to work any longer.

After dinner Casey called Chaz and invited him over. "Your mom is going to
ask me questions and while I don't want you to have to lie to her it would
be helpful if you just went along with whatever I say." Casey agreed and
hung up and 30 minutes later the front doorbell rang.

Casey was surprised when he opened the door and saw Chaz standing there.
Gone was the teenage athlete and in his place was a well groomed, nicely
dressed young man. Chaz had swapped out his faded 501's for a pair of tan
chinos, his t-shirt for a button down under an open zip up sweater in a
black and deep blue theme. His feet were now in loafers instead of high
tops. He winked at Casey then stepped through the door when the younger boy
stepped aside.

In the living room Lauren stood when the boys came in and immediately
appraised Chaz and liked what she saw. The boy was tall, about 6 feet 1,
and while not husky he wasn't a skinny boy either. A modest cut of light
black hair topped a smooth face that was not quite dominated by large doe
brown eyes. He was dressed as though going to church, which was the
idea. When Casey introduced him the boy shook her hand gently but not in a
wimpy manner. They sat down and when Lauren commented on how nicely he was
dressed Chaz told her that he was headed to the youth group meeting at
their family's church, which was only slightly true. He used to belong to
the youth group but had given it up not long after getting his driver's
license some 6 months before although he still attended every so often.

Lauren asked about the weekend and Chaz explained that his family had a
cabin out on the lake, one that had been in the family for 5 generations,
his great, great grandparents having homesteaded there in the mid 1800's.
He explained that every spring he, his dad before him and his father were
responsible for cleaning up the grounds after winter had done its thing.
The cabin was opened for the year and aired out, sprayed for critters,
windows washed and all that stuff. When asked if any adults were going to
be present Chaz said that his father was planning on going out after supper
and that his mother and younger siblings would be coming out on Saturday.
They would most likely spend the night Saturday night but if Casey's mother
wanted him home that night then Chaz would be more than happy to drive him
home after dinner Saturday night. He explained that they traditionally did
their first meal of dogs and marshmallows over the outside pit.

"When would you be leaving Chaz," Lauren asked and the boy said that he was
supposed to leave right after school. "Are you driving then," she asked and
Casey heard the "mom" inflection in the question. Chaz said that he was and
of course Lauren had to go into her "I don't know" worry mode. Chaz was
wise enough to keep his mouth shut and let Casey take care of his mother.

"I really have to get going or I'm going to be late," the teen said as he
stood up. "Maybe you guys can talk about it and you can call me later okay
Casey?" He looked at Lauren and said, "I really kind of need to know
tonight Mrs. Franklin. If Casey can't go I need to get ahold of another
friend of mine. Really though, I'm a very good driver, just so you know. It
was a pleasure meeting you." He extended his hand and Casey walked him to
the door. As he went out he said, "Talk with you later squirt."

Back in the living room Lauren was wearing her "mother" expression.
"Squirt?" she asked. Casey explained that was the team's nickname for him
because he was the smallest boy on the team. Heck, he was the smallest boy
in the whole darn school.  Lauren went on to say that Chaz seemed like a
very nice boy indeed but he seemed a little old for Casey to spending time
with. Casey rolled his eyes.

"Mom, I just skipped 2 grades of school, remember? Everybody is older than
I am by at least 2 years, especially the guys on the team." Lauren had to
admit that her son had a point. Casey went on. "Look mom, I don't know many
people in this school and being friends with the team captain and the most
popular boy in the school is a huge help. You don't want me to be left out
of things do you? Besides, I can't just go back to hanging out with the
kids I used to hang out with. I'm in high school now mom."  Casey wasn't
being whiney, just pointing out the facts. His mother thought to herself
that he did have a point. Besides, he'd been very responsible in the
past. There was no reason to start doubting him now.

As Casey lay in bed that night he wondered about what Chaz had said about
his family being at the lake with them and if that was the case then how
would they be able to do stuff together like they had that day? Chaz had
actually called Casey about 8:30 that evening to find out what the verdict
was and had almost been elated when Casey told the older boy that he could
go. Lauren was sitting in the living room so Casey couldn't ask about Chaz'
family being there. They made arrangements to meet after school the next
day. Chaz would bring Casey home to get some clothes and they'd leave from
there.

Casey didn't spend a great deal of time thinking about the weekend while he
was at school. One of the attributes that fueled his ability to learn was
his ability to focus on the task at hand. So it was that the day passed
fairly quickly and Casey found Chaz outside the gym some 10 minutes after
the last bell. Chaz was chatting with a couple friends as the younger boy
approached them and Chaz shot Casey a big grin. He took the time to
introduce Casey to the two other boys and both seemed genuinely nice.

"So you're the boy genius huh?" One of them asked. Casey just shrugged his
shoulder then said,

"I guess." He was a little embarrassed by the attention. Then the boy asked
if was any good with algebra and Casey nodded his head. "Yeah, it was
pretty easy," he said and the boy laughed.

"Well maybe you can help me with it sometime." Casey said he'd be glad
to. The boys said their goodbye's and see ya laters and headed off toward a
VW micro-bus known as the wiener wagon and not just because of its color,
while Casey and Chaz got in the Mustang. On the way to Casey's house Chaz
said he was stoked about the weekend, that it should be a lot of fun. When
Casey asked about his family being out there too Chaz chuckled a little
bit.

"Well, that was a little bit of theater. I mean, I told your mom they might
come out, which is technically true but not likely. Mom is going to be in
Cabo for another 3 days and my dad is in session in DC." Casey didn't know
what a Cabo was and didn't particularly care. He did understand DC though
and asked what Chaz's father did. Chaz explained that his dad was a United
States Senator. Casey wasn't aware of the significance of that.

The drive out to the lake was just under 40 miles and the boys talked about
a variety of things, not the least of which was about Casey's father. It
was clear to Chaz that Casey missed his dad and was silently grateful for
still having his own dad, despite the sometimes difficult nature of their
relationship. Overall it was pretty good though and he loved his father
immensely.

It only seemed like a few minutes before they reached the lake and Chaz
exited the highway onto a wide turn out. There were two wrought iron gates
separated by a small island with an equally small and empty guard house;
clearly an entrance and an exit. He stopped in front of a gate alongside a
black steel box on a metal pole. He rolled down his window and inserted and
removed a metal card about the size and shape of a military dog tag and the
gate began rolling away immediately. Chaz drove through and they continued
along a narrow strip of blacktopped road that ran through heavy
woods. Gravel driveways branched off of the main road and as they went
along Casey could sometimes see homes nestled in and obscured by the
trees. The woods finally thinned and Casey could make out the blue of the
lake in the distance. Homes became more visible and prolific as well. The
traveled alongside a stream of water that was too small to be called a
creek yet too big to be called a river. All in all it was spectacular
country side. Chaz finally pulled off on a gravel road that was more narrow
than the one they left, brush crowding in on the vehicle. They exited all
of a sudden into a large open space and the lake loomed huge 200 yards in
the distance although it was partially blocked by a large sprawling two
story building. Chaz pulled under a covered area that was large enough to
hold half dozen vehicles and shut the engine off.

"Here we are," Chaz informed him. Casey didn't know just what to expect
regarding the "cabin" but this sure hadn't entered the young boys'
imagination.

"This is your cabin?" He asked.

"Yeah; I know.  It wasn't what you expected, right?" The boys got out of
the car, grabbed their bags, and headed for the massive wooden door that
was to the left of center of the building. From what Casey could see it
looked like the cabin was surrounded by a covered wooden porch. Chaz
punched a code into a keypad next to the door then used a key to unlock it
and in they went.

The foyer resembled the registration area of a small motel. There was a
desk toward the right side of the room that sat not quite underneath a
stairway that went up the wall behind it, said stairway beginning along the
front wall to the right of the entry door then angling upward behind the
desk. An arched doorway under the stairs opened onto another room while
straight ahead a wider arched doorway stepped down into a massive living
room. Casey was astounded not just at the size of the room, which equaled
his entire house, but also the lake through the windows that covered most
of the front wall. Fireplaces made of stone and thick wood beams were
centered on the walls at both ends of the room, the floor was dark wood
with large rugs, some of them bear skin, scattered here and there, usually
in front of a grouping of end tables, chairs and sofas. The frames of all
of the furniture were also made of wood, seemingly logs or poles of varied
thickness while the fabric of the cushions had a sort of Native American
motif. At the far end, about 15 feet in front of the fireplace, a long wood
dining table that seated 12 sat as if waiting to be laden with food for the
house guests. The walls were lined with the heads of deer and elk as well
of photographs of people who had stayed there over the years.

"My gosh," Casey exclaimed as he gazed around, trying to assimilate his
surroundings.

"My great grandfather opened it as a hunting and fishing lodge in the early
1900's. My grandfather use to tell plenty of stories of men who came here
to hunt and fish. 3 presidents have stayed here along with other famous
people and their pictures are on the walls posing with my great
grandparents and grandparents or with fish or game that they bagged.  The
lodge lost its popularity during the Second World War and never really got
it back. My grandfather started selling off plots of land for houses and
people snapped them up because land out here was so scarce and people who
already owned property didn't want to sell it. He started to remodel the
place into a home and that is what you see now. It has 8 bedrooms and 5
bathrooms. Sometimes my family spends the whole summer out here. It's
pretty cool. Come on I'll show you my room." Casey followed Chaz up a wide
set of stairs to the second floor and to his room at the end of a long
hallway.

Chaz's room was large and airy, windows on two walls letting in plenty of
light. It had its own small fireplace, a bathroom and a small balcony that
looked out over the placid lake and the mountains behind it. Like the wall
of windows in the living room, these weren't what people called picture
windows but were sections of 1 foot square panes and Casey thought for a
moment they must be a pain in the butt to clean. Chaz's bed was large, its
frame made of highly polished poles that had once been small trees and
there were bumps along the poles where limbs had once grown. The mattress
was covered by quilt that had been sewn from various scraps of cloth. It
was a very cool bedroom.

"Let go outside, I'll show you around." Back down stairs the exited through
one of the 3 sets of door set into the living room wall and onto the
covered veranda. At least 12 feet deep, there were rocking chairs and
Adirondack chairs dotting the floor and a couple of 2 person swings
suspended by chain from the ceiling. Wide steps at each end went down onto
an emerald green lawn that Casey could now tell was a good 20 feet above
the lake shore. A flower garden ran along all 3 sides of the home was
filled with bushes, some evergreen and other just budding. New flower
shoots could be seen breaking the ground throughout. The stream of water
that Casey had seen ran along one side of the house about 25 feet from the
veranda and flora growth abounded there as well, huge ferns and other
woodland plants. More stairs led down to the lakes edge where a dock
reached out onto the water. One the other side of the property line from
the creek and a good 50 feet from the dock a boathouse perched at the lakes
edge as well.

"You see that rock outcropping on the other side of the boat house." Casey
looked to where the older boy was pointing. Jutting a good 200 feet into
the air it was almost vertical from the top down to the lake's
surface. "Our property runs from there, over to the other side of the
creek," Chaz explained and pointed out. The edge of the lake created a huge
U except that the ends were angled toward each other, the entire effect
almost creating a cove, or protected miniature bay. Casey looked across the
lake to the opposite shore and further down the lake to where it curved out
of sight. It was huge, the largest lake in the state and one of the larger
ones in the country. Casey could see lake front homes dotted all over the
place, some at water's edge and others almost hidden in the dense forest
that surrounded the lake.

"This is a way cool place Chaz," Casey finally said as he made a slow 360º
turn.

"Yeah, I think so too. So, are you hungry," Chaz asked him. Casey nodded
his head. "Let's go up to the restaurant on the highway," Chaz said and
they headed back to the car. 40minutes later the boys were back at the
cabin after a mostly uneventful meal of deluxe hamburgers and hand cut
fries. As they got out of the car Casey asked Chaz what work needed to be
done. As far as the younger boy could see, the grounds were clean and clear
of any debris.

"Well," Chaz said with a sly grin, "that was a little bit of theater
too. We have a groundskeeper that takes care of everything. Jack lives in a
small cottage in the woods," he explained, pointing to the left of the
property. The boys spent the next half hour or so wandering around the
property, Chaz giving his guest a tour. It was very quiet and serene and
Casey commented on that, Chaz agreeing with him completely. "It gets
noisier in the summer though because so many people come out to boat and
fish and just get away from the city. Hey, maybe we can take one of the
boats out tomorrow. It's way too cold to ski but if we bundle up good it'll
be fun." Casey wondered briefly about the statement about boats plural. He
was beginning to get the sense that his friend came from a rich family and
he wasn't wrong. Both of the boys' parents came from wealthy families. His
father had run a very successful law firm then got elected to the US senate
a good dozen years before, and his mother devoted her time to philanthropic
endeavors and was one of the most well recognized women in the state.

A small breeze had come up, blowing in off the lake, causing Casey to
shiver slightly. Chaz was beginning to chill as well and suggested that
they go inside. Back in the house Chaz showed his guest the rest of the
first floor which consisted of an office which was lined with books, the
kitchen and laundry room. The kitchen was pretty massive considering that
for years it was feeding dozens of people at a time. Chaz went to the
pantry and grabbed some cokes and put them in the refrigerator then into
the living room where Chaz showed Casey some of the framed photographs on
the walls.

"Here's Teddy Roosevelt with my great grandfather," pointing to one of
them. "I think this one is Winston Churchill," he said pointing to another
one. He pointed some other photographs but wasn't able to identify who all
of the famous people were.

"We don't have TV reception out here," Chaz informed Casey as they found
seats in the living room, "so there isn't a whole lot to do. Casey asked
him what they did for fun and was told they played games; board games,
dice, and cards were the most frequent. "But that's mostly if my parents
are here," the older boy added. Needless to say Casey asked the question
that begged to be asked and Chazzie answered.

"Well, remember yesterday when I said there was other stuff that I wanted
to do with you?" Casey blushed and smiled slightly but nodded his head. "We
could do that," Chaz said and again the younger boy said "okay".

Chaz slid off the sofa where they were sitting and moved between Casey's
legs, the younger boy moving them out further to accommodate the
teen. Chaz's hand went straight to the top button of Casey's jeans, popped
it, then quickly unbuttoned each button before pulling the flaps wide
open. He put his hand inside and gently felt Casey's cock through his
underwear for just a moment before putting his hands on the flaps and
making a tugging motion. Casey lifted his butt up off the sofa and Chaz
pulled them past the boys' knees so that his legs could remain open. Both
boys looked at the movement that was taking place inside Casey's
briefs. Chaz leaned forward and placed his mouth over growing shaft and
closed his lips over it then breathed out, forcing his warm breath through
the fabric. He then moved upward and did the same thing to the rapidly
swelling head and that time got a low moan from the young boy.

Chaz took his mouth away then pulled at the red lined waistband of the
briefs which allowed Casey's magnificent cock to spring out. He let the
band down, trapping the now swollen head and a good 3 inches of the shaft
against the boys' flat belly. Chaz leaned in and began licking at the
sensitive underside of the glans, exploring the firm warm flesh and the
satiny soft rim. He licked downward to the elastic waistband then back up
and did it all again. He felt Casey's hands rest gently against his head
just before he reached up and pulled the waistband down allowing the rigid
preteen flesh to rise up off of its owner's body. Chaz captured the head
with his lips and moved backwards, pulling the shaft more upright, then
lowered his head some more and took the entire head into his mouth. Casey
arched his back, helping to push his cock further into Chaz' mouth and at
the same time moaned softly again.

Casey took his hands from Chaz's head, put them at his waist and pushed
underwear down, lifting his little butt off the sofa to accomplish the
deed. Chaz's sweet lips never left Casey's cock but one hand sneaked in and
pulled on the underwear, dragging them to join the jeans at the younger
boys' ankles. Then his mouth left Casey's dick. Chaz leaned back for just a
moment to gaze at Casey's preteen charms, amazed again at the size of the
boys' cock. It was hot seeing a boy like that; pants down around his
ankles, t-shirt still half way down his belly with big stiff boner and
thighs spread, ready for action. The smooth hairless sac of balls that hung
between the creamy smooth thighs enhanced the overall view.

Chaz plunged his face into Casey's sac and breathed in deeply, taking in
the heady fragrance of a growing boys' crotch. Having gone all day since
his morning shower, Casey's odors were intoxicating and the teenager
continued to draw in deep breaths as his lips tested the velvety soft skin
of the scrotum. He forced his mouth between one thigh and testicle and
gently licked the flesh at the crease of Casey's groin causing the
youngster to shiver and moan with the intense new feelings that were
flooding his virgin body.

Chaz finally pulled back and looked at Casey's beautiful face, taking in
the smooth complexion and incredibly sexy lips. Casey's eyes were close at
first, the long lashes resting against the bottom of his orbital
socket. "Fuck he's so beautiful," Chaz thought. Casey opened his eyes, sort
of. It was clear that the young boy was way up in a fog of hotness. He gave
Chaz a lazy half smile and the teen almost melted. He rose up from the
floor and brought his face in close to Casey's and very softly put his lips
against the young boys' mouth. If Casey was surprised at being kissed by a
boy he didn't show it. Chaz pulled back, looked Casey in the eyes then
kissed the boy again only this time he stayed there, moving his lips
against Casey's. Casey tried to kiss back, moving his lips a little bit
too, which thrilled Chaz to no end.

Chaz finally leaned back on his haunches then said, "I want to see you
naked." That being said he quickly untied Casey's shoes and tugged them off
then worked the legs of his jeans off followed by his underwear. Casey took
the liberty of peeling his shirt of while Chaz undressed him and between
them they had the preteen naked in less than a minute.

"Fuck you are so beautiful," Chaz said in a soft voice. Casey blushed and
waved his hand in denial. To detract from himself he said to Chaz,

"I want to see you too." Chaz stood and peeled his t-shirt off but before
he could start on his jeans Casey stopped him. "Let me," he said and sat
forward on the seat cushion. With a slight tremble in his fingers, Casey
reached up and undid the button on Chaz' jeans. He couldn't help but feel
the bone hardness behind the fabric and as he unbuttoned down the front of
the jeans his finger had to work above the stiffened flesh where the two
crossed. Done, the boy slid his fingers down inside the waistband of Chaz'
underwear, pulled out and then down over the hard tube of cock allowing the
thing to spring free right in front of his face. He pulled the clothing
down until the older boys' nuts were hanging free then reached up with his
right hand and grasped onto it.

Casey's hadn't gotten to touch Chaz the day before and he had wanted
to. Now he got his wish and was amazed at how soft the flesh felt beneath
the hardened shaft, and how warm it was. Chaz watched as the young boy felt
him up, reveling in the feelings and the knowledge that his was the first
cock that Casey had ever felt. Casey stroked it a few times then looked up
at Chaz with those startling green eyes.

"How do I do it? How do I suck it?" Chaz's heart skipped a beat. The idea
of that beautiful boy's lips wrapped around his pole about made him cum on
the spot.

"Like this," he said and curved his lips over his teeth. "That way it won't
scrape me." Casey nodded his head, did as he was shown at the same time
pulling Chaz's boner down and sitting a little higher on the cushion.

"Why is the tip wet," the darling boy asked when he spied the seeping
evidence of Chaz's arousal. "Is that your sperm leaking out?" Chaz nodded
his head and explained precum to the boy stating that it was okay to have
it in his mouth. Casey opened his mouth, curled his lips and placed it over
Chaz's swollen cock head and closed down. Chaz thought he'd died and gone
to heaven.

Casey's first thought was that it felt so smooth. He bobbed his head back
and forth over the rim and his tongue actually began moving across the
velvety surface as he did it. It felt soft and spongy and he kind of liked
having it in his mouth. It was like a candy ball that you could suck on all
day and it's wouldn't melt or go away. Without thinking about it, his free
hand came up underneath Chaz' balls to cup and hefted the sperm makers and
again, he noticed that they were smooth and warm and pliable. He heard Chaz
moan above him and felt a sense of pride that he could bring pleasure to
the older boy.

For his part, the older boy was in heaven. He put his hands at the sides of
Casey's head, his fingers gently rubbed in the tangle of golden red curls
and he slowly moved his hips, fucking that beautiful sensual mouth. "God
I'd like to cum in his mouth" he thought to himself. "Watching him swallow
my sperm would be incredible." He knew that Casey would never be able to
swallow one of his loads. Chaz tended to produce quite a bit of cum and
more than one boy had to back away from the hose only to get squirted in
the face by it. The notion of squirting his sperm on Casey's beautiful face
made the boy shiver and shot him much closer to the actual act of
cumming. Just as he was considering pulling his cock out of Casey's mouth
the preteen hottie did it for him.

"My mouth got sore," he said, looking up and Chaz. He still had the older
boys' cock in his hand and was gently stroking it.

"Yeah, I know, it takes practice," Chaz responded. He pulled away from the
young beauty and went about kicking his shoes off in order to strip
naked. "Did you like it though: did you like sucking my cock?" Casey nodded
his head as he followed suit, or un-suit as the case may be, and the two
boys were bare ass naked in less time than it takes to type the words.

"Yes I did. I liked it a lot." Chaz's face split into a huge grin for that
had been his hope and dream since the first time he had laid eyes on the
preteen Adonis. Well, that and being able to suck Casey's cock as well.

"Do you want to try something else," the teen asked as he roughly nursed
his raging hard on. Of course Casey was all for it; everything that Chaz
had shown him so far had been fun. Just sitting there naked with the older
boy made Casey's belly tingle and he was wanting to feel the gloriously
intense feelings of having his sperm come out.

"Lay down on the sofa," Chaz directed and when Casey was prone told him to
moved up so that his head was closer to the arm. When the boy was right
where Chaz wanted him the teen swung a leg up and planted the knee on the
sofa arm close to the back. Then, bracing himself he leaned forward so that
his cock and balls were hanging in Casey's face and Chaz had access to
Casey's bat and balls. Thusly, he lowered his head as his hand grasped onto
the boys' cock and lifted it up. He didn't need to give the younger boy any
directions for he felt Casey's hand grasp his own cock as Chaz's mouth
closed down over Casey's swollen cock head and a second later Chaz felt the
warmth of Casey's cock on his cock.

Chaz loved doing a 69 in almost any position. He liked the one he was in
because of the way the balls of the boy under him were generally in their
natural hanging state. Chaz loved the way a boys' sac fell away from the
base his cock, the eggs inside stretching the wrinkles out of the skin and
lying against the boys' thighs and crotch. He particularly loved seeing
that on a hairless boy, one who by nature or by shaving had his balls in
their natural smooth state. Chaz didn't understand that particularly but
also felt like he didn't need to. Balls were a huge turn on for him, it was
as simple as that and Casey's tender young balls filled the bill admirably.

He also liked the position more when he was on top. Often, the boy under
him had to pull his cock downward in order to suck on it, pulling the shaft
in the direction opposite to its natural hardened state creating pressure
at the base of it. That was exactly what Casey was doing at that moment. He
felt the warmth of the young boys' lips as they slid back and forth over
Chaz's sensitive cock head, reveling again in the notion that he was being
serviced by the cutest boy on the planet.

Chaz reached down with one hand, grasped onto Casey's nut sac and pulled
downward which raised his long boner into the air to be captured by the
older boys' hungry mouth. Casey then got a little surprise because he felt
Casey's hand moved between his legs and then took hold of Chaz's balls and
begin to gently work them in his fingers like a pair of Cloisonneé
balls. Chaz sort of wished that Casey would venture upward a little and
engage in a little ass play, more specifically, asshole play, and let his
fingers explore the teenager's most secret spot. Chaz really liked it when
a boy did that, loved it when a boy rimmed him although he much preferred
doing the rimming of a boy better. That gave Chaz the idea of getting Casey
into the shower after they both came so that he could show the boy the
pleasure of being bathed by another person and then, once dried, bury his
face between the younger boy's smooth butt cheeks and eat his way to
oblivion.

Chaz's leg began to get shaky from the position so he let go of Casey's
stuff and gently pulled away, taking his cock from the boys' sweet lips. As
he moved backwards he gazed down on Casey's prone body and once again felt
the thrill of just looking at him; so young, so smooth, so big and so
innocent.

"Leg's getting sore, let's try a different position," he said and when
Casey moved into a sitting position he reached out for the boys' hand and
Casey took it. Chaz pulled him upright and once on his feet tugged the boy
into his arms. He leaned his head down. Casey knew what was coming so
turned his head upwards and their lips met. This time Chaz worked his mouth
open and Casey followed suit and was thus engaged in his first mouth wide
open kiss. Chaz moved his lips accordingly and Casey did the same although
not with as much enthusiasm as Chaz. Still, the boy didn't pull away.

Chaz broke the kiss and took Casey's hand and led him to a huge bearskin
rug in front of the living room fireplace and sat down. As soon as Casey
was seated Chaz gently moved him to lay down on the ultra soft fur then he
laid in the opposite direction. Casey willingly took hold of Chaz's stone
hard dick and began licking all over the head, cleaning off the residue of
precum that had leaked out just since he'd taken the older boys' cock out
of his mouth. Chaz moved his head into Casey's crotch and did the same
thing. As he finished the cleaning project and took the boys' big cock into
his mouth again he wondered if Jack was outside watching the two boys.

Chaz was fully aware that the family groundskeeper sometimes watched Chaz
when he was having sex with boys in the living room. Jack was fully aware
that his boss's son played sexy with boys when the parents weren't there
but what Jack didn't know was that Chaz was onto him; knew that the middle
aged man was a voyeur. Chaz had gotten a glimpse of Jack peering through
the windows one night while the young teen was entertaining a couple of
friends. Chaz didn't mind. In fact he thought it was kind of hot knowing
that Jack was probably watching and jacking off on their porch and wishing
that he was with the boys.

Jack was indeed, out on the porch. He was smart enough to be standing at a
corner, or more specifically, a few feet from the corner of the house. With
dusk rapidly changing to dark it made it more difficult to see him from
inside the house while the lights inside made it perfect for him to see
in. Jack had gotten on to Chaz when the boy was 13. Chaz had always had
friends with him when the family stayed at the house and by the time he was
14 Chaz was allowed to be out there with a few friends sans any adults.

Because he knew the grounds of the property so well, in the early years
Jack trailed Chaz and his friends if they went into the woods. Jack knew
the best places for a boy to have privacy, away from the prying eyes of
adults and as he suspected, Chaz knew them too. That being known, it wasn't
difficult for the man to create access to those spots from the opposite
direction so that he could watch the boys do whatever they were going to
do. When Chaz was younger that only amounted to sitting around and talking
or dropping his pants to piss in the bushes, a past time that every male
seemed enthralled with. As he got older and sexually mature the boy started
dropping his pants and jacking off but eventually got more brave and took
his pants and underwear off completely or even striped naked before
engaging in any activity. Jack reveled in the sight of his young lithe body
and the bodies of Chaz's friends and wished against hope that he could join
them.

So it happened then when the 14 year old started hanging out without the
parents, Jack knew fucking A well what would happen and sure enough it
did. Jack had been witness to boys doing everything imaginable to each
other and in the process dumped gallons of his own cum in the bushes, on
the porch, or wherever he was standing as he watched. He had been
privileged to watch a full blown orgy that lasted into the wee hours of
morning that had 11 participants all between the ages of 13 and 15. The man
had cum 4 times watching the boys fuck suck and generally do everything
under the sun with each other's smooth young bodies. But in all the time
he'd been spying he'd never seen a boy that was as hung as the beautiful
young thing that was with Chaz then.

Jack had been shocked when Chaz first pulled down Casey's clothing to
reveal the hose that the young boy owned. Jack realized that part of it was
that the boy was so young and small but beyond that the kid was pretty
fucking big.  And he was beautiful, perhaps one of the most beautiful boys
he had ever seen. In that moment he envied Chaz immensely, racked his brain
to figure out a way to sample the boy's wares but all the while knowing
that wasn't likely to happen.

Jack looked down at his own pathetic dick, a mere 5½ long and, in his
brain, railed about the inequalities and unfairness of life as he roughly
stroked himself. When the boys moved to the rug in front of the fireplace
Jack had an even better view so shoved his clothing down under his balls so
his free hand could manipulate the hairy sac. He hoped that the boys would
fuck on the carpet. Seeing that big cock shoved up Chaz's ass would be
exciting as hell but then again watching the teenager fuck the beautiful
young boy would be equally exciting. Once again, he wished like hell that
he could be an active participant. If only he had known that Chaz would
mostly likely have welcomed it Jack would have been in the house in a
flash.

Each boy had one foot planted flat on the bearskin rug in order allow
better access to his sensitive organs. While he suckled, Chaz ran his hand
between the boys' smooth thighs and onto his very slender butt. Chaz was a
little surprised that when his hand was fully opened it not quite stretched
from the outer part of one butt cheek all the way to the outer part of the
other one.

The way it was situated his middle finger rested on Casey's crack with a
couple of digits relegated to each but cheek. Chaz was slightly amazed that
when he spread his finger out wide his hand just about span Casey's entire
butt. He rubbed and kneaded the mildly firm muscle and fat as he worked at
getting half the boy's cock down his throat.

At the other end young Casey was doing an admirable job of sucking on
Chaz. The younger boy could feel the familiar tingling in his lower
regions. He was discovering the pleasures of having a boys' cock in his
mouth, of playing sexy with another boy, of just being naked and doing
almost anything with another boy. The notion of gay wasn't any part of his
thinking, pleasure was the driving force and Casey was experiencing a great
deal of it. He wondered briefly if Chaz was going to put his finger inside
Casey's butt and touch his butt hole. Casey had noticed recently how good
it felt sometimes when he touched it. He was still to young to have
considered any experimentation with it, just new that sometimes if felt
good. He decided that if Chaz wanted to do that, to touch him there he
wouldn't mind. Having Chaz do what he was doing right then felt pretty good
and as he took Chaz's cock out of his mouth to lick around the head he
wondered what other things he was going to learn about his body before the
weekend was out.

Casey's breathing started to come faster and the tingling got tinglier and
at that moment Chaz's finger grazed across Casey's puckered hole and Casey
felt himself cum. Chaz heard the breathing then felt Casey's cock thicken
against his lips followed immediately by the warmth of Casey's sperm on his
tongue. To his credit Casey continue to suck on Chaz and stroke him. Chaz
had gotten close to cumming and was holding off but when Casey squirted
into his mouth Chaz let go, added a bit of will and as Casey's cock slowed
to a droplet of ooze he allowed his own flood of sperm loose. He gently
undulated his hips in order to pump and felt the first large jet of cum
shoot into Casey's mouth.  Casey stopped stroking and concentrated on his
mouth filling with gooey warm cream.

If anybody had been watching closely they would have seen the preteen's
green eyes open wide. He tried to swallow the viscous liquid and manage a
little bit but the second squirt went in and he couldn't hold it all. He
took his mouth away from the fat swollen head and no sooner got shot in the
face with the third jet of sperm.

"Keep jacking me," Chaz said in a hurried voice and Casey did as the teen
asked. Focused on that he didn't have time to move the boys' cock so got
splattered with the next shot of cum. Outside on the porch Jack sensed what
was going on and felt his own orgasm start to build so stroked more
furiously and tugged his balls a little harder. The next few offerings of
Chaz's nut honey burped out and dripped onto Casey's chest and then even
the oozing slowed down but it still fell on Casey's body.

Casey was the first to move, mostly because he felt the wet sperm on his
face start to run a little bit and he wanted to wipe it off. When he sat up
Jack saw the beautiful smooth face with Chaz' sperm on it and began pumping
his own offering of sperm, anointing the wooden floor at his feet. Chaz sat
up too and as Casey mad a move to wipe the cum from his face Chaz stopped
him.

"Dude I'm sorry that happened I couldn't help it but don't wipe it off
yet." Casey stopped but he wanted to know why. "I can't explain why but you
look so fucking hot with my cum on your face. Come on lets go to a bathroom
so you can look at it. The boys stood up, hard cocks still jutting out from
their bodies causing jack's heart to do flip flops, then they turned and
headed off to the downstairs bathroom and the older man admired the slender
boy-ish asses as they moved away from him.

Christ I'd like to eat and fuck one of those, he thought to himself as he
milked the residue of cum from his already shrinking cock. In the bathroom
Casey looked in the mirror, saw his face along with Chaz's face looking
over his shoulder. The cum shot had hit just above his lips on his left
cheek, the force of it causing small splatter drops to spread out onto a
larger area. The majority of it had draped down the cheek and onto his jaw
line. The second shot was on the same side but a little higher and it too
had splattered some and was starting to run. Some of the teenagers' sperm
had run out of the corner of Casey's mouth and down onto his chin.

"Does it look hot to you Casey," the boy asked; the eagerness in his voice
fairly evident. Casey thought about it for a moment.

"Sort of, I guess." He wasn't quite sure. He did know that he wasn't
particularly revolted by it however and he wasn't revolted about having
Chaz squirt his sperm in to Casey's mouth and although it didn't taste real
good it wasn't icky or anything.

"Maybe when you get more experienced at being sexy you'll understand how
hot it looks and how it feels. I don't mind getting cummed on, sometimes
it's really hot and sexy feeling." Chaz then got some toilet paper and
cleaned most of the mess off of Casey and the younger boy asked if Chaz had
liked him coming in Chaz's mouth. The older boy nodded his head and smiled.

"Yeah I did. Your sperm tastes different than mine but I can't tell you why
cuz I don't know." Once the mess was cleaned up Chaz suggested they go
upstairs and take a shower and Casey agreed. As they went down into the
living room to head up the more broad main staircase Casey asked if they
were going to leave the lights on. He nodded his head and said they were
because they would most likely come back down for a snack later. What he
didn't say was that if the lights were on Jack would most likely be lurking
around outside and watching them, which gave Chaz a little bit of a tummy
tingle.

When the boys headed up the stairs Jack knew they would be headed to Chaz's
bedroom where they would most likely play for awhile then come back
downstairs to snack, the lights being left on an obvious clue to the man
who had watched Chaz with or without friends for years. The man tucked
himself away and headed around the house in order to verify his thoughts
and smiled to himself when he saw the lights on in the corner room. He
hurried into the woods toward his house and an upstairs attic room that
allowed him to look into Chaz's bedroom. The caretaker cottage was on
ground that was a good 20 feet higher than the main house and using a
telescope Jack could look right into the teenager's room. He went into the
attic room, stripping his clothes as he went, in anticipation of enjoying a
show.

Casey followed Chaz into his bathroom and as he went he found himself
enjoying the view of the older boys' butt. Casey liked the way it moved
when Chaz walked and wondered if his own butt looked the same to someone
else. Casey didn't know why, but watching Chaz like that made his belly
tingle a little bit, a feeling that he was discovering was related to
feeling sexy, and a feeling that he liked.

Chaz got the water in the enclosed shower cubicle where he wanted, pulled a
couple of towels out of the cupboard and climbed in and encouraged Casey to
join him. Once they were in and wet down Chaz asked Casey if he could wash
him.

"I guess so but why?"

"You'll see," the older boy said with a glint in his large hazel colored
eyes. Chaz went through the same motions and steps that Ben had done to him
the first time. He started by gently soaping the boys' face then rinsing it
before moving on to a soaping and shoulder massage that caused Casey to
groan with pleasure. Chaz used thumb pressure to work down Casey's spine,
stopping at the top of the preteen's gluteal cleavage and working his way
back up along his lats. Chaz re-soaped his hands and worked under Casey's
arms and pits causing the boy to giggle and squirm a little bit. The
squirming caused him to back into Chaz and the feel of the slender little
butt up against the base of his softened cock made Chaz's cock start to
swell. As long as he had him close, Chaz moved his hands around and began
rubbing and washing Casey's chest and when he got to the youngsters little
pink nipples he rubbed back and forth across them then gently pinched
them. That earned him a second groan of pleasure.

Chaz left the chest and in circular motions like wax on wax off moved down
onto Casey's flat belly, crossing and re-crossing his outtie belly
button. Chaz's fingers moved to a kneading motion, discovering the growing
muscle beneath the boys' slightly doughy flesh. His fingers followed the
gently slope of Casey's pubic bone then down through the creases between
his thighs and his balls. Casey's breathing had begun to quicken knowing
that soon his private parts would be fondled, held and rubbed by
Chaz. Casey also knew the effect it was having on the older boy because he
felt the pressure of Chaz's hardening cock as it rose up between his spread
thighs and just about poked that back of his nuts.

Chaz hooked his thumbs around the base of Casey's cock and brought his
fingers together under his balls then lifted upward, dragging the sac of
eggs along with him. His slippery fingers gently fondled Casey's sperm
makers for a moment, gently soaping them, then his left hand moved up to
take hold of the young boys' half hardened cock. At the same time he placed
his lips against the soft crook of Casey's neck and nuzzled there.

"Oohhh, Casey moaned and his entire body shivered from the incredibly
intense new feelings that slammed his body. Chaz was sure that he felt the
boys' cock swell in his hand. The older boy removed his left hand and moved
to stand at Casey's side allowing his cock to spring up, ready to do
battle. He grabbed the soap, reached his other hand around Casey to get
them both soapy, returned the soap and his right hand to their former
places then reached down and let the fingers of his left hand run down
through the crack that separated Casey's delicious butt cheeks and on
inward to slide back and forth across the boys' most secret and private
spot. Chaz rubbed across the puckered muscle, allowing his fingers to rub
up against the underside of Casey's smooth sac with each pass. Casey raised
his outer foot onto its toes as an effort to open himself a little more and
his head tilted sideways to rest against Chaz's shoulder and moaned once
again. Casey was amazed that so many places on his body could feel so good
and also amazed that Chaz knew them all, at least he had so far.

When Chaz removed his hand from Casey's butt the younger boy turned and
pressed his body against the older boy, both cocks upright and pressed
between their slippery wet bodies. Chaz held the boy tightly, ran his hands
up and down Casey's body, spent a little extra time with his hands on his
butt and in that process reminding him again just how narrow Casey's butt
really was. Casey lifted his head and rose up on his toes while one hand
snuck up behind Chaz's head and pulled. Their lips met again only this time
Casey's mouth was open and ready. The boys pressed their lips together
tightly and this time Chaz let his tongue flow into Casey's mouth. The boy
didn't flinch in the least but pressed his tongue forward to engage Chaz.

"I really want to squirt out," Casey said in a husky voice when he pulled
his head away. Chaz could only nod his head because he too had gotten up in
a fog of hotness. Doing stuff with Casey seemed to get him up to the "I
need to cum" stage pretty quickly, just like when he was Casey's age and
hard all the time, or so it had seemed. Chaz grabbed the soap and quickly
washed his crotch and arm pits then his hair while Casey moved under the
shower spray and quickly rinsed his soapy body. They traded places again
and Casey stroked and fondled himself while Chaz rinsed off then they both
got out of the shower and dried off.

"Do you want to cum right away or do you want to try some new stuff," Chaz
asked as he reached around and dried his wrinkled hole. Casey was all up
for trying new things and the minor break while Chaz washed and they both
rinsed seemed to curb his ardor a little bit although not his
boner. Besides, Chaz had already found some good spots and Casey wondered
how many more the boy might show him.

"We can do new stuff if you want to," the young boy responded, his voice
haven risen slightly toward his normal tone and pitch. "I didn't know my
nipples were so sensitive," he said, then adding shyly, "or my butt hole."
Chaz chuckled.

"Yeah I know, especially about butt holes. When Ben first..." Chaz caught
himself and immediately bereted himself, albeit not out loud. The older boy
hoped against hope that Casey hadn't caught it but when he looked at the
younger boy the expression on his smooth young face said that he had indeed
heard it and had heard correctly.

"Ben?" Casey asked in a voice laden with incredulity. "The Ben I know, that
we both know?" Chaz could have played it off as a different Ben but he knew
that Casey would see through the lie and he didn't want the beautiful young
god to view him as a liar.

"Oh man Casey; you can't say anything to anybody about that, just like you
can't tell anyone about you and me. Promise me you won't say
anything. Please Casey; Ben could get into a whole lot of trouble." Casey
was shocked to his toes. Ben, he thought to himself. The pleading tone of
voice and expression on Chaz's face brought home to Casey the reality of
the situation.

"No Chaz; I promise with all my heart, I won't say anything to anyone about
Ben or about you." The relief on the older boys' face, indeed his entire
posture, was palpable.

"Thank you Casey, thank you thank you thank you." The boys just looked at
each other for a moment then Chaz stepped forward and enveloped the younger
boy in his arms and hugged although not tightly. When he stepped back both
boys looked down at each other and saw cocks that had almost returned to
their default state. Both boys fog of hotness had also dissipated entirely.

"Well," Casey said, "will you tell me about you and Ben? I think he's the
most awesome guy and, well, I'd like to hear the story." Chaz thought about
it for a second, remembered an expression that his grandfather used to say;
in for a penny, in for a pound.

"Sure. Come on, let's go downstairs and grab a snack."