Date: Fri, 26 Jul 2013 20:17:04 -0700
From: Ian Bridge <about.a.boy@hotmail.com>
Subject: Ethan And The Ball Boy  -  Chapter 3

  * Thanks to the many readers of my "About A Boy" stories, and for the
continued emails urging me to write again.  I took a little break, but the
writing bug has called to me once again.  So, here is my latest effort,
which I most certainly hope you will enjoy.

Readers Warning: As always, This story contains elements of sexual content,
and contact between young boys.  If this theme offends you, or is not to
your tastes, or inappropriate for you due to age or other legalities in
your area, then read no further.  Otherwise, I hope you enjoy the
experience.

		 Story Written and Posted By: About A Boy


			  Ethan And The Ball Boy
			       Chapter Three


*Previous Chapter:

   "It's okay mate." Trevor said quietly, in gentle tones.  Ethan's breath
caught again.
   "No, umm...  It's fine, I mean...  I just needed some water you know.  I
kinda got dizzy in there.  You know, from the heat."  There was a long
quiet pause, and Ethan felt Trevor's hand softly squeeze his shoulder.
   "Sure that's right.  That's what it was." Trevor said in a soft
comforting voice.  "You just got a bit dehydrated is all."  He put his
other hand up on Ethan's bare shoulders and squeezed gently, reassuringly,
as he stepped in a little closer

   Things seemed about to take an interesting turn when suddenly the steam
room door banged open, and Ellis stepped out.  "Oye, you lot trying to
ditch me, or what?  I opened up me peeps and you were both gone..."
   Trevor quickly dropped his hands off Ethan's shoulders and stepped back.
"We weren't tryin' to ditch' ya, ya little bugger.  Ethan just got a little
dehydrated and we were gettin' him some water."
   Ellis, who was standing there naked with his towel in his hand, just
shrugged.  "Well, I've had enough steam anyway." He replied.  Then setting
his towel down, he stepped into the little shower cubby to rinse himself
off.
   Ethan and Trevor looked at each other.  Their eyes met for a moment, and
Trevor offered a gentle smile.  Ethan smiled bashfully back at him.
"Thanks..." He breathed.
   "No worries..." Trevor smiled.  "We're a lot alike, you and me..."


                               * * * * * * * * * * *


   After each boy had rinsed off in the shower stall, Ethan doing so with
his back to the other boys, still deeply shy regarding his nudity; the
three youngsters climbed back up the stairs from the cellar, with towels
still wrapped around their waists.
   The adults still hadn't returned home from their evening out, of having
after dinner drinks at the club; so the barefoot boys padded softly through
the kitchen, Ethan clinging tightly to the towel with one hand, and
clutching his clothes in the other.

   Trevor stopped, and reaching up toward one of the cabinets in the
pantry, he grabbed up two entire bags of cookie crisps and smiled at the
other two boys.  "What?  We need some snacks, right?!" He grinned.
   Ethan and Ellis exchanged amused looks, and they smiled back at Trevor.
They continued on through the hall toward the grand entry, and hurried up
the staircase toward their bedrooms on the third floor.
   "Come on lads, we'll go into Ethan's room." Trevor decided.  The boys
went down the hall and popped into the room on the right, closing the door
behind them.  Ethan set his clothes down on the stool at the foot of the
bed, and looked around a bit awkwardly; as the three of them were still
wrapped only in their soft damp towels.

   "Shouldn't we like, change first?" Ethan suggested somewhat shyly.
Ellis only shrugged, and Trevor simply smiled at him.
   "Why bother mate? It's just us.  Don't be so bloody shy will ya..."
   "Ya but..." Ethan started to protest.  "But what if the parents come
back or something?"
   "Na, don't worry about it.  No one comes up here anyways.  Besides, it's
not like we're doing anything wrong." Trevor replied, as he glanced down at
the towel still wrapped around Ethan's waist.  His green eyes sparkled and
a playfully mischievous smile crossed his lips.

   Trevor hopped up on the king size bed and sat, crossing his bare legs
Indian style, as he began to tear open one of the bags of cookies.  The
younger boy, Ellis, had crawled up on the bed as well, casually sprawling
himself out comfortably.
   Ethan stood for a moment still a bit uncomfortable however, with only
the cotton towel around him.  It seemed naughty somehow, and he was feeling
a bit self conscious about almost being naked, and just hanging out like
this; but the other boys seemed totally indifferent about it.
   Quietly he climbed up onto the bed and sat with his back against the
stout headboard; one leg outstretched, and the other bent slightly
underneath him.  He rested one hand in his lap, making sure the towel
closely guarded his privates.

   With the cookie bag now open and being passed around freely, the boys
began to chat a bit.  Ethan kept glancing at the other boys, intrigued and
drawn by their near nudity; and he noticed how totally unconcerned they
were with only the thin white towels around their middles. And honestly, in
a matter of minutes even he began to relax a little.
   The boys talked about all kinds of typical boy stuff; from the latest
video games, to sports, and school.  What kinds of movies they liked, and
of course some of the differences between life in the U.S., and life in
Great Britain. They talked and laughed, and Ethan began to feel quite
comfortable being around the other boys like this.

   At one point Ellis rolled onto his side as he reached for another
cookie, causing his towel to fall open, leaving his young genitals
accidentally on the outs for everyone to see.  Ethan noticed at once, and
his eyes widened with quiet excitement, though he tried desperately to be
discreet about it.

   "So Ellis, uhh...  You really are into dancing then?" Ethan asked,
somewhat flustered as he tried not to glance at the eleven year olds two
and a half inch sagging boy sprout.
   "Yup..." The boy replied in his gentle pre pubescent voice.
   "Well what kind of dancing do you do anyway?" Ethan continued, his eyes
now shifting between the other boy's face and his exposed and dangling boy
bits.
   "All kinds really." Ellis answered, perking up a bit at this turn in the
conversation.  "Modern, hip hop, some tap of course, and the bally..."
   "The bally?  Ethan looked questioningly at him.  "Oh, the Ballet you
mean..?"
   "Sure, that's what I said isn't it!" Ellis replied.  "The bally..." and
then he smiled at the American boy.

   Trevor had also noticed the wide open gap in his young cousin's towel;
and with a sly grin he reached out his bare foot, prodding his toe into the
younger boy's loose sac.  "Oye..." he laughed, as he wiggled his toe
against the other boy's testies.
   Ellis giggled, and reached down to momentarily trap Trev's foot.  He
squirmed a bit, then rolled to his left and leaped up trying to spring on
top of his older cousin.  The boys giggled as they scuffled about, and
Ellis's already loose towel fell away from his waist and down onto the bed.
   Ethan's eyes went wide again as he stared at the naked and exposed
buttocks of the younger boy, wiggling freely barely two feet away from his
face.  Ellis was on his knees now, straddled atop of, and trying to hold
Trevor's arms down.

   There was excitement quickly building in Ethan's breathing as he
watched.  He could clearly see the younger boy's little pink grommet
wiggling from side to side, and his young ball sac, swaying below his half
spread butt cheeks, as he struggled with his cousin.  "Help me..." Ellis
beckoned with a raucous giggle.
   "What..?" Ethan was frozen with excitement for a moment; and then
snapping out of his daze, he instinctively became a boy again, and he
sprang forward without thinking, to help Ellis try and pin Trevor playfully
to the plush mattress.

   The boys were all laughing now as they grappled for position.  Ethan
sprawled on top of the other boys, adding his weight to the pile; and he
grabbed at Trevor's left wrist, trying to pin his arm down near his side.
At the same time he could feel the heat of Ellis' smaller naked body which
was squirming around underneath him.

    He was instantly aware of the pleasant skin to skin contact between
them, as Ethan's bare chest was pressing down firmly onto the other
youngster's naked back.  He shifted his body around, and straddled his bare
legs over the top of Ellis' legs, trying to get better leverage.
   Still mostly covered by his towel, Ethan could feel his groin pressing
into the spongy crease of the younger boy's bum, and suddenly he could feel
those familiar tingles start to churn within him again.
  He was both thrilled, and feeling a bit awkward at the physical alignment
of their body parts.  Never the less, he closed his eyes for a moment, and
simply enjoyed the constant wriggling of the younger boy's bum against his
towel covered business.  It felt more than a little erotic to him.

   Trevor took the opportunity of Ethan's lapse in concentration, and
twisted his body suddenly trying to escape; throwing his leg up and
wrapping it, wrestling style around the other two boy's legs. In the
process, his towel spread, and rode high up his thigh, exposing most of his
youthful bits as well.
   Ethan tried to spin around at the same time, and he inadvertently
reached his arm between the older boy's legs while trying to secure a hold
on him.  His arm rubbed along Trevor's soft junk as he wrapped up the older
boys thigh, and when he turned his head, he was looking down to find he was
staring directly at Trev's fully exposed, and beautiful adolescent package.

   His eyes flew open wide at the tempting visage before him.  Trevor's
three and a half inch soft penis lay loosely against his own thigh, and the
smooth rounds of his testicles rested there in their silken, hairless purse
of soft skin.
   The moment seemed to slow time.  Ethan felt as if he couldn't breathe,
as he stared at the other boy's genitals mere inches away.  They were
beautiful.  Trevor's hairless sac looked so incredibly smooth; the soft
pliant skin molded gently around his near walnut sized testicles, and the
gathering of skin that bunched loosely above his glans was both unique and
certainly unusual.
   Ethan had never seen any ones cock this close up before, and certainly
never an uncircumcised one, and he was mesmerized by it now; intoxicated.
He could see soft blue veins spider webbing along the thin foreskin, and
one larger vein that sensually traced the underside of Trevor's youthfully
boyish shaft.

   With time still magically slowed, Ethan's eyes flicked up to the moist
looking opening near the tip, and he shivered delightedly at the sight of
it.  God Trevor's boy bits were hauntingly awesome...  Ethan's breathing
was elevated once again, and each breath brought him a mild, pleasantly
clean boy smell that seemed to emanate delightfully from Trev's groin area.
   His eyes shifted again, to examine the very sparse smattering of soft
pubic hairs just around the base of Trev's smooth pale pubic mound, and
Ethan shivered again in excited delight.  He closed his eyes for a moment,
and swallowed with some difficulty, as he leaned in closer to breath in the
exotic aroma.  The naughty feelings were tingling and churning within
him...  And then, quite suddenly he felt something grip him, and he
squeaked out loud in boyish surprise.



   Someone had taken a handhold on his dick.  It was Trevor, who was still
trying to scramble free of the other two boys.  He had playfully grabbed a
handful of Ethan's young package.
   "Ohh...." Ethan chirped again, surprised, if not a little shocked.
"Hey...  Hey stop it..."  He demanded forcefully, as he rolled his body
away from the pile.  His own towel now came untucked from around him, and
it dropped away from his waist.
   He quickly grabbed for it, but the towel was partially under Ellis'
right leg now, and it slipped out of his hand once again.  He could hear
first one, and then the other boy giggle a bit...  "Well then..." Ellis
quipped cheerfully, "Someone's got a bit of a stiff pickle don't they..."

   Ethan looked down and his eyes flew open wide in shock.  He was about
three quarters erect at this point, and instantly he blushed a deep
crimson, as his hands quickly sought to cover himself.

   "Oh shit..." He sighed, a slight quiver in his young voice.  His head
dipped, fully embarrassed now as he cupped both hands over his crotch and
quickly turned away from the other boys.  Trevor and Ellis only glanced at
each other for a moment.
   "Oh come on mate; relax a bit will ya..." Trevor offered quietly as he
handed Ethan his towel.  "It's not like we haven't all seen one before, is
it."
   "You haven't seen mine before..." Ethan spoke a bit indignantly, as he
snatched the towel away, and still embarrassed, he draped it over his mid
section.  He stood slightly, wrapping it around underneath him to cover up
his butt as well.

   The other boys looked at each other again.  Ellis shrugged, not really
understanding what the big deal was.  Trevor just shook his head a bit
sadly.  He understood, and felt sorry that Ethan was so uncomfortable about
such things.
   "Ellis, why don't we leave Ethan alone!  It's prob'ly near time for bed
anyway."  And with that said, Trevor got off the bed rewrapping his own
towel around himself again, and he ushered Ellis toward the door.  The
younger boy turned and looked back at Ethan.
   "It's ok..." He remarked softly.  "I though you looked Cush."  He smiled
timidly, and with a slight wave of his hand he headed out the door.

   Trevor was looking back as well, and he saw Ethan look down rather
dejectedly at the floor.  He felt bad for him, and walking back into the
room he sat down alongside Ethan on the edge of the bed.  The boys sat
there quietly for a moment, with Ethan upset, and on the verge of
tears. Trevor finally put his arm reassuringly around the other boy's bare
shoulders.

   "I'm sorry..." Ethan muttered suddenly, in a soft voice.
   "Huh?  Why are you sorry mate?"
   "Because we were having fun, and...  And I messed it up." Ethan replied.
   "No man, don't worry about it.  You're just shy that's all.  You'll get
over it." Trevor tried to assure him.
   "No...  It's not that." Ethan said.  "I mean ya, I am kinda' shy I
guess.  But that's not it.  I mean, I was getting a...  You know."  He
glanced at his lap, and then hopelessly back at Trev.
   "Ya.  You were getting a hard on." Trevor smiled.  "So what!  I get em
all the time.  So does Ellis.  So does every other boy on the planet for
that matter.  Nothing to worry about mate..."

   Ethan glanced timidly over at him.  "Ya but...  You guys saw it...  And
you both laughed, and Ellis even said I looked `Cush,' whatever that
means."  Trevor looked at him again with a soft smile.
   "Ethan, we weren't laughing at you...  It was the situation, `cause
we've all been there.  Friends tease one another a bit, you know that.
It's just what we do.  And just so you know, Cush is an old English
expression, (Geordie/ Northern England) and it means like, good, or even
`excellent.'
    Ethan looked at Trevor with mild apprehension.  "Really?  He thought
I... I looked, excellent?"
   "Sure, why wouldn't he?" Trevor responded.  "And just so you know, I
though you looked pretty `Cush' as well." He smiled broadly, and his green
eyes sparkled.

   Ethan blushed a little as he sat there contemplating what had been said.
He looked up into the soft features of the incredible looking boy sitting
beside him; and right then he knew for sure that he was attracted to him in
ways he hadn't thought about before.
   "You aren't mad at me then?" Ethan asked hopefully.
   "What? Why would I be mad?" Trevor questioned, not quite understanding.
   "You know, after what happened in the steam room and all.  And then I
started to bone up just wrestling with you guys.  Do you...  Do you think
I'm a...  What was it, a Poof?"  Ethan asked quietly.
   Trevor almost choked on his laugh as he put his arm around Ethan's
shoulders again, drawing him close till their sides were touching warmly.
"And what if you are?" Trevor said.  "It's not such a bad thing is it?" And
with that he leaned in slightly and kissed Ethan softly on his cheek.

   Ethan's eyes went wide in surprise, and he snapped a look at the other
boy.  Trevor stood up then, and looking back at him, a warm grin spread his
lips.  "G-night." He offered, as he turned and headed for the door.  "I
gotta' get some sleep.  I need to get up early again for ballboy duties at
the tournament tomorrow."
   The younger boy's eyes followed him to the door.  "You... You kissed
me!" Ethan stated, almost a bit bewildered.  Trevor looked at him again and
smiled.
   "Ya...  So what did you think?" Trevor asked, still smiling.
   "I thought..." He paused for a moment.  "I thought it was Cush." Ethan
replied honestly, with a timid smile of his own.

   With a big grin on his face Trevor left the room, closing the door
gently behind him.  Ethan continued to sit, his mind racing as he thought
about everything that had just happened.  Trevor had just kissed him on the
cheek.  And the thing is, he realized; he rather liked it.
   He began to think back about everything that had happened.  There was no
mistaking his feelings.  *********


   Ethan finally got up and moved around to the side of the bed, pulling
back the bed clothes.  He pulled the towel from around his waist with a
little smile, and slipped naked in between the soft cooling sheets.  He
moved his arms up, linking his fingers underneath his head, and he stared
quietly up at the ceiling deep in thought.

    Several minutes passed and there was a soft knock at his door, and he
raised his head curiously.  "Come in." Ethan called out.  The panel swung
open, and Ethan's father smiled at him as he stepped into the room.
   "Just came up to say goodnight son." His father said.
   "Night dad." Ethan responded, as his dad crossed the room to sit on the
edge of the bed.
   "So listen son... Plans for tomorrow.  Mr. and Mrs. Hetherington and I
will be going into London with Trevor to watch him at the tournament.  They
only have one other Premier Club Pass, so it's your choice.  You can come
in with us, or..." He paused
   "Or what?" Ethan prodded.

   "Or you could go with Ellis to his dance instruction tomorrow.  He's
preparing for a competition, or recital of some sort, and the boy asked if
you could go with him."
   "Really?  He wanted me to go?  When did he ask that?" Ethan wondered
aloud.
   "He came down just a few minutes ago son.  He seems to have taken a real
liking you."
   "But...  Dancing?  I mean, it's cool and everything, but it sounds kinda
boring..." Ethan scrunched his nose dismissively.
   "Well, I understand he's quite good at it Ethan.  And I think you might
be pleasantly surprised.  Besides, friends sometimes do things to support
their buddies, even if it's not their thing.  Do you understand what I mean
son?"
   "Ya, I suppose.  Fine...  I'll go with him then." Ethan replied, if not
a bit hesitantly.  His father smiled at him and reached out a hand to
gently tousle his hair, as he gazed quietly at his son.
   "Good boy... "  His father said, looking him over thoughtfully. "Your
mother would have been very proud of you son."

   Ethan smiled stoically.  "Love you dad." He said softly, as his father
stood and headed for the door.
   "Love you too son.  Good night." He smiled and closed the door behind
him.  Ethan switched off the light and stretched himself out under the
sheets; various thoughts going through his mind.
   Almost instantly though, his thoughts returned to Trevor.  He closed his
eyes, and relived the little wrestling incident on his bed.  In his mind,
he could still clearly see Trev's youthful boy bits, and smell his soft
boyish scent.  Another excited shiver ran through him, and his hand
absently slid beneath the sheets to gently rub his slowly engorging boy
tube.

   His young penis quickly began its climb to full staff, as his palm
gently rubbed up and down against its soft warm flesh.  "Mmm...." Ethan
sighed quietly to himself.  He began to imagine what Trevor's dick might
look like with a boner.  He imagined the soft folds of Trev's foreskin
pealing back to reveal his moist rounded glans.
   "Oooohhh..." He sighed, as another delighted shiver rolled over him.
Ethan moved his hand, and held his own youthfully rigid penis between his
thumb and first three fingers.  He began a rhythmic stroke; pumping his
young tool, and rolling his finger tip on the underside just below his
glans where it connected with the shaft.  He had long ago discovered this
extra sensitive pleasure area, and he fingered it willingly now...

   Ethan began to wiggle his hips softly from side to side, the cotton
sheets gently caressing the lambskin smoothness of his butt cheeks, and
soon a sweaty moist heat began to build between them.  He sighed again as
several pleasurable minutes passed, and the familiar tingles and twitches
started to dance within him.
   "Oh....  Oh shit...." He groaned passionately, as his breath came in
short sighs and his young body wriggled pleasantly about.  He cast off the
bed clothes, exposing his nakedness freely down to mid thigh.  Ethan always
loved it when he reached the point where his body parts started doing
things on their own.
   His legs began to twitch, and spasm indiscriminately as they charged
with sexual energy.  "Mmmmm... Mmmm..." He moaned with passion.  His minds
eye still envisioning Trevor's naked, and adolescently lithe body...
Wondering...  Wondering what the other boy tasted like.  Wanting to taste
him...  Needing to taste him...

   Ethan released his penis, and bending his left knee, with his leg out to
the side, he began rubbing his body and thighs with both hands sliding in
small irregular motions over his heated and sweaty skin.  He slid them down
between his thighs, rubbing over his balls and his throbbing boy member...
"Uhnnnch...." he grunted raggedly.
   One hand slid around beneath him to cup and caress his rounded soft butt
cheek.  His fingers slid deeply into his overheated moist crease, and then
rubbed over the bud of his rosy little anus.  Another huge sigh roiled from
within him, as his right hand found his four inch erect boy tube again, and
he abused it with joyful fervor...

   Ethan licked his lips, which felt dry now from his deep open mouthed
breaths, even as he continued to squirm about.  Beneath him, his left hand
continued to rub the tightly bunched ring of his pink boy hole, prodding at
it.  He withdrew his hand quickly to suckle his middle finger, leaving it
liberally coated with spit; only to dart it back beneath him, where he
rimed his anus with the wet digit...  Pressing gently, spreading the
luscious pink grommet.
   "Ohh... Oh geeze...." He wheezed and moaned at the erotic pressure
banging into his opening.  His head turned to the left, burying his cheek
against the soft pillow, his eyes squeezed tightly shut in a grimace of
pure pleasure.  "Oh fuuuccc......" His breath rolled off his lips.

   Ethan could feel the rush now.  His legs stretched out strait, his
smallish feet reached for the end of the bed, as his toes clenched at the
open air.  "Uhh... Uhh, uhhh..." He was almost there...
   "Trevor..." He breathed hoarsely...  The boy's thighs filled with
charged endorphins, as his hips pulled away slightly from the bed sheets.
Ethan's fingers were a blur of motion now as he peaked...  The big toe of
his left foot pulled away from the others, doing its own uncontrolled
dance, and then...  "Oh... Oh shiiiiiiittt........  He felt the pressure of
his heated boy sauce as it rushed from his balls, and then everything went
on auto pilot as his body seized up to spit it out...

   Ethan's semi thick, clearish boy juice pulsed viciously from his
throbbing tube, spitting a generous portion of hot, wet spunk onto his
upper body...  The second pulse exceeded first, landing on the pillow near
his head, followed immediately by a third....  Several excruciating pulses
followed, oozing his molten boy goo from his still straining tip, only to
dribble in a sticky mess over his fingers.  "Uhhhhh......." One last deep
grunted sigh as his hand fell away from his tender penis.  He lay there
spent, knowing it would take some time to recover.


  Outside, walking innocently down the hallway, Ashford the
houseman/chauffer was just returning from the bath at the end of the hall.
He had just brought up and left a fresh batch of bath towels there for the
boys.  He couldn't help but to have overheard, and he smirked knowingly and
simply shook his head as he walked past the bedroom doors.
   He had heard virtually the same sounds from all three of the boy's
bedrooms as he had walked by.  Those awkward grunts and groans of boys in
the midst of their joyous pre sleep pleasure.  "Ah, those were the days
aw-right..." He mumbled to himself with a muted smile.  "Bloody little
wankers.  Even the little un's into it." He laughed.

                                         * * * * * * * *

   The next morning saw each boy take his turn in the bath, before they all
headed downstairs and gathered in the kitchen nook for a quick bite to eat.
Trevor, the last to come down, slid in beside Ethan at the table.  "Mornin'
mate..." He offered cheerfully.  "Sleep well did you?"
   Ethan glanced over at him with a smirk, and he gazed at the other boy.
God he was cute.  His blond highlighted hair was a bit disheveled this
morning, but damn, even that looked hot on him.  Trevor's boyish features
were flawless, his skin so creamy smooth, and when he grinned his even
white teeth were a friendly, inviting delight.

   "What?" Trevor asked, as he noticed Ethan watching him.  Ethan smiled
softly at him, wishing he could accompany him into London today.
   "Nothin." He smiled back, as he contemplated the other boy.  They all
managed a simple breakfast, munching down on cream cheese bagels, topped
with sliced sweet tomatoes.  Trevor's parents joined them, and after
everyone's hunger was satisfied, they grabbed up their things for the day
and headed outside.
   Ethan's dad, Mr. and Mrs. Hetherington, and Trevor of course loaded into
a newer silver Range Rover for their drive into London and the Wimbledon
Tournament.  Ethan and Ellis waved goodbye as the Range Rover pulled down
the cobbled drive; since the boys had several hours so to kill, before
Ashford would drive them into town for Ellis' dance instruction.

   So they headed back inside, and because the morning was already quite
warm, they decided they'd go out back to the pool for awhile, to catch a
little sun and take a quick dip in the water.  Running up to their rooms,
they changed quickly into their swimmers; Ethan slipping into the same sky
blue Speedo that Trevor had loaned him previously.
   Then, grabbing up some towels, the boys hurried downstairs and out the
back to the spacious pool, spreading their towels across a couple of the
deck chairs.  Ethan lay back, and couldn't help but scope out young Ellis,
as he sprawled on the chair next to him.

   The younger boy was certainly lean, and well suited for dance, or, any
other sport for that matter.  Ethan studied his youthful body carefully,
looking him over from his sweet little toes all the way up to his cute,
almost feminine facial features.  His long, shoulder length soft brown hair
only added to his cute appearance, as the boy lay spread eagle on his back
across the lawn chair.
   It seemed only natural for Ethan's eyes to trail slowly back down the
boy's nearly nude torso.  His gaze lingered for a moment on the youngsters
dime sized, copper colored nipples, and then continued slowly down to make
the almost expectant stop where Speedo met skin.  Ethan looked at Ellis'
boyishly flat stomach and his cute little belly button which was barely
more than a squint, reminding Ethan of a winking eye.

   His eyes drifted south to the rounded swell of the boy's personal bits,
which nicely filled out the front of his thin yellow swimwear.  With his
insides starting to tingle, Ethan looked up quickly to make sure Ellis
wasn't watching him, but the other boy's eyes were closed softly as he was
enjoying the warm morning sun.
   Feeling his own boy parts starting to respond now, Ethan got up quickly
and dove into the wonderfully cool blue water of the pool.  His body knifed
under the surface of the water, leaving a small trail of bubbles streaming
from his nose.  Halfway across, Ethan surfaced shaking the water from his
hair, as he grabbed a fresh breath.
   Looked back, he saw that Ellis was sitting up now.  "Oye, you went in
without me?  We'll have none of that then..." The boy spoke out with a
grin, as he hopped from the deck chair and with one giant step he launched
himself into the pool.

   Ethan continued treading water until the other boy surfaced just along
side him with a big grin.  "This is so cush..." Ellis beamed.  He flipped
the hair out of his eyes and smiled broadly at Ethan.  The boys swam around
splashing and laughing, and chasing one another round the pool, playfully
pushing each other under the surface.
   Ellis laughed boyishly then, and leaping up on Ethan's back, he wrapped
himself loosely around the other boy, leaving their faces only inches
apart.  Essentially cheek to cheek, the younger boy had no compunction
about clinging so personally onto Ethan.

   "We're going under..." Ethan laughed, sucking in a lungful of air.  He
hesitated a moment, until he heard Ellis do the same, and then they sunk
together below the surface.  Ethan porpoise kicked, towing the other boy as
the two of them scooted across the pool bottom, only to surface finally
near the far wall.
   They both giggled playfully, and Ellis continued to cling to the older
boy; his hips pressed rather tightly against Ethan's backside.  As they
clung to the side of the pool this way, Ethan was sure he was beginning to
feel a stiff little spike, poking into his hip.  He smiled to himself,
happy he wasn't the only one who seemed to have this little issue.
   And then, when they climbed out of the pool, Ethan couldn't resist but
to take a look.  He smiled again at the definite and clearly defined bulge
which was now firmly outlined in graphic detail in Ellis' thin yellow
swimmers.

   "Well then..." Ethan teased.  "Seems like someone's got a bit of a stiff
pickle." He grinned; repeating word for word what Ellis had said about him
the previous night.  Ellis looked down, then back up into the older boy's
eyes.  A mildly awkward smile spread his lips, but there was a playful
gleam in his eyes.
   "Oye..." He giggled. "Look who's come out to say hullo." He commented,
and then surprising Ethan, he hooked his thumb under the lip of his Speedo
and freed his young boner into the air; anchoring the waistband behind his
youthful nut sac.
    Ethan was more than a little surprised by this boldly overt move.  He
stared at Ellis' stiff young boy tube with its taught wet foreskin, as the
youngster wiggled his three inch sprout playfully about; his acornlike
testicles held up tightly by the top of his swim suit.

   "Ahem..." Came another voice, from just off the pool deck.  They turned
to see that Ashford had come out to get them.  "Well, what's this then?" He
smirked.  "Airing out the old pencil are we?
   The boys looked at each other for a moment, and then seeing the bemused
look on Ashford's face, they both burst out laughing hysterically.  "Come
on lads, time to get changed now.  And er, pr'aps it's best to put that
little thing away, before some sparrow swoops down looking for a wee
worm..." He chuckled at his own humor, as he turned back and headed toward
the house.
   The boys continued to giggle as Ellis tucked himself back in, and
scooping up their towels they hustled off into the manor and up the
staircase to the third floor.  Ethan slipped into his room, and pulled some
shorts, undies, and a polo shirt from the wardrobe, and then popped down
the hall to the bath.

   Stripping out of his swimmers, he stepped naked into the large walk-in
shower to rinse off the chlorine from the pool.  Closing his eyes, he
tipped his head back under the stream of water, letting it flood across his
face and through his blond hair.  The refreshingly cool water flowed down
Ethan's trim body, washing over his boy parts and streaming coolly into the
warm crease of his bum.
    He sighed comfortably, and just then...  "Oye, give us a bit of space,
will ya..." Ellis said as he stepped up along side Ethan, squeezing in
under the water with him.  Ethan was surprised, and instinctively he turned
away feeling somewhat awkward.
   "Cor blimey mate...  We're not still on about that are we?  We've
already seen yer' bits haven't we." Ellis scolded as he turned his face up
into the water.  Ethan suddenly felt more than a bit silly about it.  Ellis
was right of course.

   He wasn't used to being openly naked around other boys.  Sure he would
change in the locker room at the pool, or in gym class.  But that was
always pretty quick, with his back generally to the rest of the room.
Things had to change though; there was no doubt about it.  He was a good
looking boy, with nothing to be ashamed of, or embarrassed about.  With
quick resolve, he decided that now was the time.

   Taking a deep breath and screwing up his nerves, Ethan sighed and turned
back toward the flowing water, playfully nudging the naked Ellis partially
out from under the showerhead, so that the two of them could share the
stream.  The younger boy looked at him a moment with a smile and a nod.
"That's the ticket..." Ellis said, and quite overtly he looked down at
Ethan's cute naked boy parts.
   "Cush..." He said, looking back up into Ethan's eyes with a sweet smile.
Ethan smiled back at him, and feeling much more relaxed, the two boys took
several long and casual minutes to finish showering; occasionally bumping
one another out of the way with their hips, if they were hogging the
overhead spray.
   When they finally shut the water off, the boys stepped dripping out of
the shower stall, and in no hurry what so ever they casually toweled
themselves dry as they chatted, and slowly began to dress into a fresh set
of clothes.

   Some half an hour later the boys headed out the front door to meet
Ashford, who had brought the car around for them, and moments later they
were headed into town to take Ellis to his dance training.
   Ellis was wearing some loose black Nike warm ups, over what looked like
a white wrestling singlet of some sort.  He'd also slipped into some low
profile, flexible looking shoes, much like those used in the martial arts.
He'd also brought a soft sided sports bag with him, filled with various
other sundries and dance things.

   The drive took nearly thirty minutes, and Ethan though about Trevor,
wondering how things were going at the tournament.  His thoughts returned
to last night, and now with his new found decision to be more open about
his nudity, Ethan hoped he would have another opportunity to possibly be
naked around him.
   And of course there was the matter of that rather unexpected kiss on the
cheek, and several other mysterious things that Trevor had said to him,
like, 'I think we're a lot alike you and me.'  What was that all about?
   Just thinking about it now made his insides stir, in that excited
butterfly kind of way.  And, there was also the undeniable excitement he
had, when young Ellis had waved his young boner about.  That had been so
cool...  Not funny, not odd, not weird, but cool.  Ethan was becoming more
and more convinced...  About himself.

   Finally the limo pulled up to the dance studio.  It wasn't exactly what
Ethan was expecting, if he was expecting anything.  The building was fairly
old, though not run down looking.  He was surprised when they went inside
however, as everything was newly renovated, and it was much larger than it
first appeared from the outside.
   Ethan was feeling a little out of place, if not a bit awkward as they
walked past one of several large studios.  There were perhaps a dozen young
girls and only three or four boys in one of the studios; all of them
stretching or doing dance moves of some sort.

   Ethan followed Ellis down the hall and into another of the training
rooms on the left, where he sat down on a bare wooden bench near one wall
to wait.  Ellis had put his bag down next to him, and after a moment he too
began to stretch, getting himself warmed up.
   There were only two other people in this room at the moment, only one of
whom was another boy.  Ethan watched him for a time, looking at the tight
fitting garment he wore, and noticing the boy's rather prominent protrusion
just below his young waist.  'How embarrassing...' Ethan thought to
himself.
   He began to wonder if the other boy got teased a lot.  It was one thing
to wear tights, it was another to have your bulge on display for everyone.
He thought back to what Ellis had said, that sometimes other kids thought
it was gay, or poof as he called it, to dance like this.

    After a few more minutes, Ellis stripped out of his warm ups, and was
now wearing just the white wrestling style singlet.  It had shoulder straps
much like a tank top, but it was a one piece nylon garment that came down
snugly to about mid thigh.
   In spite of himself, Ethan looked at the bulge just below his young
friends waist.  The spandex material clung tightly to his body, and Ellis
looked...  Well, rather hot.  He didn't think Ellis was even wearing any
underwear beneath the singlet...
   And with this discovery running through his mind, Ethan was already
beginning to feel those familiar stirrings teasing him down below, and he
had to lean forward and fold his arms over his thighs hoping no one would
notice.

   After a several minutes, the other two minors left the room, and the
dance instructor, came into the studio and spoke with Ellis.  She gave him
some instructions, as she motioned around the room, and then the boy moved
into position in the center of the floor.  The instructor started the music
and Ellis began his routine.
   The first few moments seemed rather foreign to Ethan, but in a matter of
seconds he noticed something astounding.  Young Ellis seemed to transform.
The boy flowed with the music as if it was inside of him.  He was inspired,
beyond himself.

   Ethan's eyes grew wide as he watched the other boy's graceful, and
powerful movements.  He was intrigued by the strength in Ellis' legs and
the seamless flow with which he danced around the room.  He couldn't even
imagine someone so young, performing like this.  It was in a word,
awesome...
   Ethan didn't know any of the odd terminology he heard.  A pirouette was
the same as a retiré devant, a grand jeté may as well have been a
fouetté en tournant.  But Ethan knew one thing, and that was, that Ellis
was in his element.  A fiery passion seemed to burn within him as he
danced, and Ethan was simply dumbstruck.

   He watched the routine several times, not believing his eyes.  He saw
the gleam though in Ellis' eyes, and the determined smile on his young face
as he pushed for perfection.  He went through the routine numerous times,
getting helpful suggestions from the instructor all along the way.
   After an exhausting hour, he was finished, and he walked over to where
Ethan sat and smiled warmly at him.  "So...  What did you think then?" The
boy asked him innocently.
   "I don't know what to say." Ethan replied, and for some reason his eyes
welled up a bit.  "It was cush...  It was in-fucking-credible."  The dance
instructor flashed him a snooty look of distaste for his language, and then
left the room.
   Ellis grinned from ear to ear at the boyishly crude compliment.  And
when he looked into Ethan's eyes, he knew the other boy was genuinely
impressed.  "Thanks Ethan..." He smiled.  "That means a lot mate..."  And
he couldn't help but lean forward and hug Ethan tightly for a long moment.

   Ethan could feel the other boy's body heat radiating against him, and
also the soft little budgie that was pushing through his spandex singlet.
He closed his eyes for just a moment and he thought back to the little
poolside 'boner' display that morning, and the mysterious kiss from Trevor
last night...
   'Holy crap...' He thought to himself.  'These English boys really are
in-fucking-credible.'  Things were certainly taking some interesting turns,
and he couldn't help but feel excited about it....



			   End of Chapter Three



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