Date: Sat, 17 Aug 2013 00:22:59 -0700
From: Ian Bridge <about.a.boy@hotmail.com>
Subject: Ethan And The Ball Boy Chapter Five
* Thanks to the many readers of my "About A Boy" stories, for your
continued readership. I appreciate all of your emails, all the comments
and the feedback. As always it's about the joys of being a boy. And oh,
what a joy it is...
Readers Warning: 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 continue to enjoy the
experience.
Story Written and Posted By; About A Boy
Ethan And The Ball Boy
Chapter Five
*Previous Chapter: Ethan age 12 / Trevor age 13 / Ellis age 11
The boys were treading water, staying afloat only a foot and a half
apart. "Come to the bottom with me." Trevor suggested. Ethan nodded back
at him, and the two boys took in deep breaths. Trev reached forward and
lightly put his hands on Ethan's upper arms, and Ethan did the same.
Holding onto one another's arms, they sunk down below the surface of the
pool, descending slowly to the bottom. Their bare feet touched softly as
they hung weightlessly there for several seconds. In the clear water,
Ethan could see Trevor smile at him, and he happily smiled back.
Then, Trevor seemed to be getting closer to him, until all at once they
were face to face, within inches of each other. There was a distinct
hesitation for a moment, and then just like that Trev closed the gap, and
pressed his slightly open lips around Ethan's.
Ethan's eyes went wide for a second, and then closed as he allowed
himself to give in, and he engaged in this sensual and long awaited
contact. Time stood still again, as the excited, stimulating kiss lingered
on under the surface. And then, to his great surprise, Ethan suddenly felt
Trevor's hand grasp and squeeze his stiffened boy tube.
His body churned instantly. Already highly aroused, his penis let go
and flooded the pool with several hot pulses of his young boy seed. Trevor
could feel the warmth as it dissipated from Ethan's swim suit, and he
opened his eyes in pleasant surprise.
They rose to the surface now, with Ethan feeling a bit light headed.
Either because his oxygen was running out from holding his breath, or
because of his sudden and insane seminal discharge under water. Either
way, Ethan's sexual growth 'spurt', had just taken him to the next level.
* * * * * * * * * *
As they breached the surface, both boys gasped desperately for breath.
Ethan was still feeling a touch light headed, and he stared weakly at the
stunning boy treading water just in front of him. Trevor was smiling
grandly as he held onto Ethan's arms, helping to keep him afloat.
"Bloody hell..." Trev beamed. "That was totally wicked. Are you alright
then?" He questioned, as he saw the somewhat bewildered look on Ethan's
face. Ethan simply nodded blankly.
"Yes. No... Wait... What just happened down there?" Ethan asked
rhetorically, and then he seemed to realize, and he blushed full on.
"You sure you're alright? You didn't suck in any water did you"? Trevor
asked.
"No. No I'm fine. I just..." Ethan turned and swam to the side of the
pool. He crawled out awkwardly over the pool coping, and went to sit on
one of the deck chairs. Grabbing up his towel he began drying his face.
Trevor pulled himself up out of the water and walked over to sit
dripping alongside his young friend. "Did that bother you?" He asked
fearfully.
"No. It's just... Well, you kissed me." Ethan said in a whisper,
looking around as if someone might overhear. "I mean, you know, not on the
cheek like before. It was..."
"It was awesome." Trevor finished for him. "You did kiss me back you
know." Ethan only looked at him. It had surprised him when Trevor had
first kissed him, and then squeezed his boyhood under the water. Even more
surprising was his somewhat immediate and premature ejaculation, which is
why he felt embarrassed now. He had been so keyed up that he simply
couldn't help it.
The young blond American boy looked over at Trevor and studied him. The
other boy's youthfully tanned body was just so... So sweet. Trim, lean,
boyishly soft yet adolescently firm all at the same time. His green eyes
always had that sparkle of interest, and wonderment. And that incredible
smile...
Ethan looked again at Trev's beautiful body, which was shining wetly;
cloaked in the sheen of dripping pool water under the warmth of the
afternoon sun, and he shivered lustfully at the sight.
Trevor smiled curiously at him again, and even that was something to
behold. Ethan shivered slightly. He had just been kissed, by this
stunningly cute boy, on the mouth. And there was no doubt in his mind that
he had enjoyed it.
"You do fancy me don't you?" Trevor asked suddenly. Finally putting
into words the subtle looks, comments, and feelings that they had both
exchanged the past few days. Ethan's eyebrows raised at the question.
A slow smile crossed his lips. "Ya..." Ethan whispered. "Ya I suppose
I do." The other boy seemed relived and he grinned broadly, that awesome
dimpled grin of his. Reaching out, he took Ethan by the wrist and quickly
pulled him up from the chair.
"Come on..." He said excitedly, and grabbing up his towel with the other
hand, the two boys hurried toward the house with Trevor leading and Ethan
firmly in tow. They entered through the leaded glass French doors, and
padded across the marble floor still dripping slightly and leaving a wet
trail of footprints as the went.
Trevor led them through the lower level toward the kitchen area, and he
peeked in to see if anyone was there. With no one in sight, he led Ethan
through the kitchens, past the pantry to the heavy door leading down to the
old root cellar, which now was remodeled into a modern steam sauna.
He closed the heavy wooden door behind them, and the boys padded down
the cool stone steps, past the wine cellar and into cedar paneled, remodel.
Trevor turned on the temperature control, and the two boys slipped into the
other room.
They stood there quietly for a moment facing each other. There was an
awkward, shy tension between them. Trevor's green eyes seemed to glint, as
he looked at his younger friend, admiring him.
Ethan trembled slightly, not in fear, but eager in excited anticipation
of whatever was to come. All of this was so new to him. To this point
he'd always been pretty shy about nudity and overt sexuality. His
experience with Ellis earlier that day had really been his first venture in
anything remotely sexual with another person.
Yes, he'd played 'show me' with one of his friends back home. But that
all seemed so long ago now. And they had never touched one another, only
looked... And it wasn't till later that he had masturbated excitedly to
the very thought of it.
Ethan stood now, his heart pounding briskly in his young chest. He
could feel it thumping away, and he tried to swallow his nervousness. "You
sure you're ok with all of this?" Trevor asked him softly, as he reached
out and touched Ethan's forearm; rubbing it softly.
Ethan trembled at the touch, and without really realizing it, he moved
his hands and rested them lightly on Trevor's sides. The older boy smiled
gently, and did the same. They stood there a foot apart, touching like
that, and looking softly at one another.
"You're shaking mate..." Trevor noted.
"You are too." Ethan whispered in return. The older boy slid his hand
onto Ethan's chest, resting it there as he felt the other boy's quickly
thrumming heartbeat against his palm. He smiled warmly, and one of his
fingertips gently circled Ethan's left nipple. He rubbed it softly, and
felt it tighten to a hard pebble. Ethan shivered again, and closed his
eyes to savor the contact. Caught in the moment, he was waiting for
something, but too afraid to initiate it himself.
With his eyes still closed, he felt Trevor move, and then a warm wetness
smothered his lips. Trevor's moist kiss encircled him passionately.
Ethan's arms instinctively wrapped around Trevor's lean torso and their
bodies pulled together in a heated embrace.
Ethan's lips separated slightly, and he felt Trev's teeth tug softly at
his lower lip, absorbing it, sucking at it. He shivered again in delight
and timidly his own tongue reached out and softly caressed the other boy's
moist lips. Chills enwrapped him, as he tasted Trevor's soft mouth, his
very essence. "Mmmm... Mmm..." he groaned.
It was passionate, intense, and Ethan could feel his insides coming
alive with adrenalin fueled butterflies. The boys lips pulled apart for a
moment, and their foreheads pressed moistly against one another. Their
noses brushed together softly, their cheeks touched and rubbed gently, as
each boy moved his face in a sensually awkward manner trying to find that
perfect angle to fit together again and meet for another kiss.
Finally they found that unmapped opening and merged, lips conjoining
wetly, sliding over one another with intense heated fervor. Ethan's mind
was racing as he moaned softly amidst a myriad sensual stimuli.
He could feel Trevor's moist body heat above the rising heat of the
steam room, and his hands explored the soft taught skin of Trevor's back,
as he slid them instinctively over each muscular rise and indent. He was
aware of Trev's heated breaths, which seemed to fill him, and the draw his
own breath away from him.
Their hearts thrummed together like animalistic drums as the passion
built wildly. A tongue penetrated Ethan's lips now, and he met it eagerly
with his own; another first for Ethan. It jolted him with excitement, and
he sucked the wetness of it as if trying to quench his own sexual thirst.
"Uhhmmm..." He half sighed, half moaned into the English boy's mouth as
they exchanged spittle, and Trevor responded by holding him even tighter,
their young bodies rubbing incitingly against one another. Both boys could
feel one another's firm length, straining fervently beneath their modest
swim suits.
Ethan could feel the other boy twitch down below, and his own penis
seemed to sense the movement and responded in kind. Ethan took his own
initiative now, and his hands dipped and cupped the rounds of Trevor's
curved buttocks, kneading them like rising loaves of bread.
They pulled back for breath, and Ethan lay his head on the crook of
Trev's shoulder, while Trevor licked at his sweat dampened neck, and then
nipped him lightly like a playful puppy.
"Oh shit...." Ethan sighed as the erotic tension continued to sweep over
him. Trevor's breath was hot on his neck, and then in his ear, and he
could feel the primordial wetness as Trev licked his earlobe, and suckled
at it. "Fuuu... That feels so..." He couldn't finish, didn't need to.
Excitement emboldened him, and guided by the invisible ghost of lust, he
hooked his thumbs into the waistline of Trevor's Speedo, pulling them down
in back over his porcelain colored cheeks. The fabric hung up in the
front, caught on the other boy's upturned horn of plenty. But Ethan didn't
take notice.
His hands now cupped the heated bare skin of the English boy's bum. His
palms rubbed there, and gently he pulled Trev's firm melons apart as he
fondled them greedily. The other boy sighed heavily now, and reconnecting
their lips, he thrust his tongue deeply into Ethan's mouth.
Both boys could feel the other's rigid member twitch, and there seemed
to be a dampness there now, as each boy leaked his sweet boy lubricant that
saturated the small patch in the front of their respective swim suits.
Trevor used his body weight, and still locked in a kiss he backed Ethan
against one of the damp cedar walls of the steam room, pressing into him
firmly. Their young lips parted again for breath, and they smiled
excitedly at each other.
Trev reached down now and took Ethan's stained Speedo into his hands and
pulled them downward and over Ethan's upturned boy spike. It was Trevor's
eyes this time, that widened as he peered at the sticky shine of his
friend's engorged glans. "Bloody hell..." he muttered in a hoarse
whisper, as he let Ethan's' swimmers drop to the floor; and with eyes
sparkling, he smiled longingly.
Ethan's now whetted appetite was too much for him, and even though his
fingers still trembled with nervous excitement, he reached out and unhooked
the front of Trevor's Speedo from his boy hook, and crouching he pulled it
down to the floor. For the very first time, he gazed closely at Ethan's
fully expanded glory.
Engorged, the bell end was leaking seminal fluid, and shining like a
small purple plum. Ethan's mouth actually watered as he looked at it. "Oh
my god..." he simpered, and his own penis jerked again in stimulated
response.
Trevor's youthful boy tube was magnificent. It was nearly five inches
long, and somewhat thicker than Ethan's. There was a soft blue vein
running along the left side, and that sheath of taught foreskin was pulled
away slightly at the tip, revealing Trev's dripping third eye and wet
shimmering glans.
Ethan glanced up quickly at the older boy, and shivered delightedly.
"Go on." Trevor urged. "Have a go if you like." Ethan felt a naughty
tingle course through him, and he looked back down at this splendid looking
boy tube.
He reached out, paused briefly, and then gingerly wrapped his fingers
around it, squeezing gently. He closing his eyes in pleasure as he felt
the heated shaft swell slightly at his touch. "Fuckinaaaa..." Ethan
whispered, as he swallowed tightly.
The boy opened his eyes to examine the spongy hard tube again. Sliding
his fingers back, he nearly squirted his own load as he watched Trevor's
foreskin unfold moistly right before his eyes. He squeezed the naked
shaft, and watched as it drooled a large syrupy drop of precum out of the
red rimmed pee slit, and Ethan couldn't help but shudder again in pure
excitement. His own penis contracted excitedly several times between his
legs.
Ethan was on his knees now in front of the other boy, still holding the
magnificent boy steak in his fingers. Another gentle squeeze, and another
drop of clear nectar dripped out onto his hand near the crook of his thumb.
With his finger and thumb, he started to squeeze Trevor's foreskin open and
closed just around the tip of his wet glans, back and forth over the plump
purple cherry. Trev's hips jerked, and a long deeply guttural sigh escaped
his throat.
Ethan felt Trevor put soft hands on each of his shoulders, and he began
to rub them softly. He looked up to see that Trevor had his eyes closed
now, his head tilted back a little and his mouth was open a bit as he
breathed raggedly through it.
Ethan tightened his grip slightly on the Brit's penis, and he stroked it
purposefully a number of times, mesmerized by the sticky wet skin that
rolled on and off Trev's bloated bell end, playing peek-a-boo with it, much
like had done with the young boy at the airport. "Unnnnchh..." Trevor
grunted in pleasure, spilling another drop of clear lubricating pre-seed
onto Ethan's lightly clenched fist. "Oh fuck..." Trevor sighed, and his
hands slipped through Ethan's hair and cupped his cheeks, gently pulling
him upward. "Stop, or I'm going to loose it..." He pleaded.
They were both breathing harder now, impassioned by pubescent hormones.
The lid to Pandora's box had been blown open, as both boy's now wandered
into unknown territory. their lips found each other again, and each boy
sought to siphon the breath from the other.
Their tongues wriggled in and around each other, and Ethan began to
grind instinctively against the older boy. Rigid shanks rubbing together,
sweating together, leaking together in a slimy wash of boy juices.
It was heaven... It was air, it was water, it was breath, it was light
as they humped, and held each other tightly. "Ohh...Ohhhhhh....." Trevor
moaned as his insides began to electrify. He could feel the heat of his
own sperm as his walnut sized balls drew up into position and sent fluid
crashing violently through the gates.
The rush of hot seed, the instant swelling and expansion of his glans,
and then the burst of hot magma as his molten seed raced out of his
throbbing boy tube and gushed between both their sweaty bellies.
Volley after heated volley... Ethan could feel the thick hot cream
drain onto him, and it turned him on so much that his own young balls
evacuated their load, and let loose for the second time in an hour, adding
to the copious, stringy mess that whetted and stuck their smooth pubescent
boy mounds together...
Both boys clung to one another. Their strength and the will in their
legs left them, and they sunk onto the damp cedar floor. On their knees,
still holding tightly to each other, breath raging in and out of their
lungs.
Ethan cried with delight, drained and spent in the most pleasurable way
possible. Trevor felt his penis spasm once more, in a contented aftershock
of the wonderful eruption that had just happened between them. It was the
first time he had done such a thing as well. He had masturbated with a
several of his school chums. He had jacked off his young cousin Ellis, and
shared some intimate kissing with him, but all this... This was a first
for him as well.
The boy's finally managed to pull away, and rested their sweaty
foreheads together. "Did we... Did we really just do that." Ethan
questioned timidly, as he trembled with intense feeling. He could feel
Trevor's affirmative nod.
"That was bloody fuckin' special..." Trevor responded, shaking a bit as
he and the other boy recovered. Ethan nodded agreement this time.
"Special..." He repeated softly. After several minutes, the boys stood
up on wobbly knees and leaned against one of the benches in the steam room.
They looked at one another, and both smiled at the sticky, gelatinous mess
that clung to their stomachs.
"Holy shit that was so cush..." Trevor breathed. He looked down at
Ethan's wilting penis, which was only half erect now, and sinking slowly.
Without thought, he reached down and swiped the remaining sticky drop of
spunk from the end of Ethan's penis, onto his finger.
He smiled at the younger boy, and then stuck the tip of his finger into
his own mouth, tasting Ethan's boy drippings as if it were frosting he'd
just swiped off a cake. "Mmm." He smiled sincerely.
Ethan glanced down at Trev's spent tube, hanging down over his sagging
testicles. He glanced back up at Trevor and smiled, then he also reached
out to scoop off the last hanging drop of boy seed from Trev's almost
flaccid member.
He drew it upward towards his mouth and held it an inch in front of his
face. He smiled at Trevor, and then he stuck his tongue out and wiggled it
seductively, teasingly at his older friend, and then licked his finger
clean. "Mmm, cush..." He repeated Trev's response.
Both boys giggled fiercely. They were tired and drained from the
experience, but thoroughly content in the moment. Both had already begun
to wonder about things to come. This had been their first experimental
venture into sexual exploration, and it had been beyond anything either had
imagined.
Ethan looked down again at the English boy's dangling bits. The taste
of Trevor's seed had actually been quite pleasant, and next time, he
thought... Next time, if he could bring himself to be so bold, he'd take
it directly from the tap. He smiled to himself, surprised at the
naughtiness, and boldness of his own thoughts. He'd be even more surprised
had he known Trevor was thinking much the same kinds of things.
Suddenly the wooden cedar door of the steam room swung open, bringing a
rush of cooling air into the small steamy cubical. "Oye... There you lot
are. I been lookin' for you guys." Ellis said.
Ethan quickly reached for his towel to cover himself, as Ellis eyed the
two naked boys with a bit of a smirk on his face. He looked down to see
the two pairs of Speedos in a jumble on the wooden floor. The left corner
of his mouth lifted in a half smile, and he nodded knowingly.
"You cheeky buggers..." He smiled. "Did I miss out on something?" He
asked somewhat rhetorically, then grinned wickedly at the other boys. "I
did, didn't I..."
"We were just taking a little steam." Trevor said with an questionable
smirk, as he scooped up the bathing suits from the floor. He handed the
blue one to Ethan. "Come on mate. We should probly' get cleaned up for
supper." He brushed by Ellis, winking at him as he passed.
Ethan had his towel wrapped around himself now, and he smiled awkwardly
as took several steps toward the younger boy. "What's this then?" Ellis
grinned, and he rubbed his forefinger across Ethan's tummy, through the
still sticky wetness of boy goo." A huge grin on his face now.
"That? Hmm... Never seen it before." Ethan smirked, and he took a
step, and pausing alongside Ellis for a second, he leaned over and gave the
youngster a quick peck on the cheek. Then he hurried after Ethan to the
showers just outside the door.
Ellis stood for a moment with a smile on his face. He looked at his
finger, and the trace of sticky residue there. With another grin, he
popped the tip of his finger into his mouth. "Cush..." He mumbled, and
turned to follow the other boys out of the steam room.
Just outside the door, both Ethan and Trevor had stepped into the open
cedar shower stall, which had two separate shower heads but no curtain or
door. They stood now rinsing their sweat and slime covered young bodies.
Ellis sat on a bench just outside the stall against the wall as he
waited for the other boys to finish up. Both boys had their backs to
Ellis, and he couldn't help but to watch their naked glistening backs as
they wiggled about; comparing the two.
Trevor was taller of course, and being a year older than Ethan, his body
looked slightly more defined. But both boys looked lithe and youthfully
lean. Ellis smiled as he looked at the two nearly identical sets of
dimpled bums, glistening and wiggling there under the stream of water.
They looked so incredibly cute. Firm and tight half spheres of tender
white skin, that in both cases stood out in nice contrast to their tanned
bodies, with a distinct line low on their waists and high on their thighs.
Ethan reached around behind himself with a wet soapy hand, and began
washing one of those rounded orbs, soaping it up, and rubbing over it
softly with his palm. It was rather sexy looking, Ellis thought.
About then, he noticed Trevor do the same thing, reaching back to wash
his own glistening backside, and both boys swayed around a bit as they
washed them. Trevor's soapy fingers seemed to dip into his crease, and he
even leaned forward slightly to get better access while washing his pink
wrinkled boy opening.
Ellis smiled again at the sensual sight of the two naked, soapy boys.
He glanced back at Ethan, who had spread his legs a little and hitched one
out to the side so his fingers could reach and wash his own little fleshy
pink circle. Ellis actually slouched down on the bench, to get a better
angle, and he could see Ethan's young sac dangling and swaying there wetly
between his legs... Ellis felt a shudder run through him.
It was amazing, this puberty thing. Even a younger boy like Ellis, just
at the cusp of change, becomes so thoroughly enthralled by the slightest
hint of anything with sexual undertones.
Trevor had just finished rinsing off, and as he turned around he spotted
Ellis sitting there, almost in a trance as he sat, slouched down watching
them. Trevor smiled and reached over to Ethan, tapping him on the shoulder
to get his attention.
Ethan looked over at him, and Trevor pointed back toward Ellis. He
turned his head to look back at the younger boy. Ellis suddenly came out
of his own little fantasy, and realized that the other two boys were
looking at him. They could only laugh at the sight of Ellis sitting there,
with his hand shoved down in his shorts, softly stroking the largish bulge
that was sticking out there.
"What..?" Ellis attempted, a bit surprised he'd been caught up at it.
"Does your mum know you do that?" Trevor teased him.
"Do what?" Ellis quipped defensively, as he blushed, and tried to feign
innocence.
"Play with yer' wee tadpole like that..." Trevor chuckled. Ethan
giggled as well, when Ellis pulled his hand out of his pants, and flipped
them both the bird.
"Play with that if ya' like..." Ellis shot back, and then he began to
giggle along with them. Trevor looked over at Ethan and grinned.
"Shall we?" he suggested. And then both boys darted out of the shower
stall and went quickly over to Ellis. They pulled him up from the bench,
and started to rub their naked, dripping wet bodies against the younger
boy, jostling him playfully between them.
"Oye, whatcha' doin'? Ellis cried out knowingly.
"Just drying ourselves off..." Ethan quipped as he giggled and rubbed
himself against the defenseless, (and not really trying) boy. All three
boys laughed and giggled as they continued to struggle playfully about.
"Eh-mmmm..." They heard someone clear their throat from behind them.
The boys all turned to see Ashford standing at the foot of the stone stairs
looking at them with an amused expression on his face.
"Well, what av' we got here then?" He smirked. "Looks like a coupla'
monkeys wrastlin' over a lit'l banana, I reckon..." The boys all exchanged
surprised looks, and tried unsuccessfully to stifle their snickers. Still
smiling, Ethan moved a little behind the other boys and peeked around them,
attempting to hide his nakedness from the houseman.
"I come down to tell ya supper will be served in ten minutes. If it
won't inconvenience you lot too much, you might want to slip into some
clothes... Or not..." He added, as he turned and headed back up the
stairs. "Cheeky lit'l wankers..." He mumbled to himself with another
chuckle.
With towels wrapped around themselves, because that's all the had
brought down besides their wet bathing suits, Trevor and Ethan, followed by
a clothed but wet Ellis hurried up the stone steps and slipped past the
pantry to sneak up the back stairs to the third floor.
They each went to their rooms to get presentable for supper, including
Ellis who was simply too wet not to change clothes. Once in his room,
Ethan tossed his damp towel on the stool at the foot of his bed. He
wandered to the wardrobe and pulled out a fresh pair of undies, a pair of
blue Abercrombie and Fitch cargo shorts, and a soft gray logoed polo shirt.
He pulled on the crisp white low rise briefs, and taking a brief peek
down at himself he smiled at the boylike bulge protruding there. In his
mind, he started to go over all the things that had just happened today, as
sat on the end of the stool, and leaned over to slip into his ankle socks.
Today, for the first time, he had actually fondled another boy's penis,
and then they had jerked off together. Which would have been more than
enough first time excitement for one day. But it certainly didn't end that
way did it?!
Another boy had actually kissed him on the lips. Not a childish peck
either, but a full on lips parted, tongue dancing, spittle exchanging, and
deeply probing kiss. Whew..! Ethan shook his head as he recalled it, and
a brief smile crossed those same lips now.
And it had progressed from there hadn't it... With Trevor's fingers
squeezing the front of his Speedo, he'd actually creamed himself in the
pool... Shot his own boyish custard into a swimming pool, at the hand of
another boy. Ethan shivered delightedly at the very thought of that part
of it.
Yet still there was more. With that same boy, that same beautifully
wonderful boy, he had gotten naked. He had fondled and examined Trev's
brilliant boy tool, and then they rubbed young bodies together until both
boys had been so excited that they ejaculated hot spunk onto each other.
And then, saints preserve us, he even had the audacity to taste a drop of
it... Holy crap! Ethan blushed, slightly embarrassed now. He couldn't
even believe he'd been part of any of that. What ever happened to that shy
young blond boy from Connecticut?
It was crazy. Insane to even imagine that he'd done such things, and
with another boy to boot. And yet he shivered in shear delight at the
memories of it. Ethan stood up to pull on his cargo shorts, he saw that
the little bulge in his white undies had become another full blown boy
erection.
It pulsed methodically against the cottony fabric of his briefs. He
shook his head and smiled, then gave himself a quick thoughtful squeeze
before zipping up. He began to wonder what else could possibly happen
between him and the beautifully British ball boy. He couldn't even imagine
where it would go next... All he knew was that he was certainly willing to
try, almost anything.
A quiet little knock at his door, and Ellis peeked his head in. "Ready
to go down then?" He asked.
"Yep..." Ethan replied, slipping into his Vans. He walked to his door
joining the younger boy, and as he stepped out, the door across the hallway
opened and Trevor came out and smiled softly at him. Ethan couldn't help
but feel a little embarrassed now for some reason.
Well, not just for some reason. It just felt a little awkward knowing
that just a short time earlier he and Trev had crossed some very private
boundaries, and Ethan still had those silly pangs of shyness about his
nakedness, and certainly when sexual things were involved.
He managed a shy little smile, and the three boys headed off down the
stairs for supper. As it turned out, it was a pleasantly warm evening in
the English countryside, and at Ashford's bidding, they dined out on the
back terrace.
Trevor shared his account of his day at Wimbledon, tending his ball boy
duties. Telling the other boys which matches he'd been part of and such.
Seems he'd become a bit of a celebrity among the other ball boys, having
been hit with the racquet the previous day, and tennis great John McEnroe
having mentioned it on the telly.
Later the conversation turned to Ellis, and his dance lesson, and of
course the unfortunate incident with the two hooligan teens. Ellis' auntie
and uncle were upset when they heard about it.
"It's alright..." Ellis replied. "Besides, at least there was one cool
part about it. Ethan stood up for me. He was going to toss off on those
punks." Both the other boys looked at each other, and burst out laughing,
with Ethan nearly choking on the milk he was drinking.
"Throw down..." Trevor laughed. "You meant he was going to `throw down'
on them..."
"What? What did I say?" Ellis asked, genuinely unaware.
"You said he was going to `toss off' on them, you twit." Trevor
chortled. Ellis looked back and forth between the other two boys, and then
blushed bright red. The adults tried to remain dignified of course, but
Ethan's dad and Mr. Hetherington had to stifle little chuckles.
Ashford, who was just beginning to serve dessert, snorted out a laugh,
and headed quickly back to the kitchen. Over the next fifteen minutes they
finished up supper, but both Trevor and Ethan would start giggling every
few minutes, causing young Ellis to frown, and wonder how long it would be
before he lived down his little gaff.
With supper finished, and after helping Ashford clear the table, the
boys went into the study to relax and watch something on the telly. The
three of them hunkered down on the large suede sofa, kicking off their
shoes and socks to get comfortable.
Stretching out, they watched old reruns of some silly British comedy
called Mr. Bean. Ethan figured he must be the U.K.s version of Pee Wee
Herman. The boys watched several episodes, and Ashford brought them some
refreshments at one point; after which they switched to playing a video
game together, which they played at for another hour or so.
It was getting late though, and Trevor had one more day of ball boy
duties, before a well deserved day off; so after finishing their game, the
boys all headed upstairs for the night. They took turns in the bath doing
the usual stuff, like brushing their teeth and taking a pee, and perhaps a
bit of posing in the mirror.
Ellis was the last one out, and before heading to his room he gave Ethan
a nice hug, and thanked him again for coming to his dance instruction and
for standing up for him. Ethan smiled at him, and then watched as the
younger boy trundled off down the hallway to his room.
Ethan looked over at Trevor's closed door, then walked over to it and
knocked softly on the panel. There was no answer, so Ethan knocked again,
and then turned the handle to peek inside the darkened room.
From the light of the doorway, he could see Trev had already fallen
asleep. It had been a long day for him on the courts, and even more
draining what with their shared sexual encounter, so Ethan was not at all
surprised that Trev had already conked out.
He stood for a moment in the doorway watching the older boy's bare chest
rise and fall with his gentle breathing. He found that he couldn't resist,
and he padded softly into the room to stand quietly near Trevor's bed.
Shit he looked good. Even in the dim light, the British boy looked
awesome. His skin looked so smooth, so soft. Ethan glanced at the chair
next to the bed and he saw the discarded clothes Trevor had been wearing;
including his underwear. Ethan's eyebrows raised in curious wonder.
With a wicked smile, Ethan reached over and grasped the bed sheet which
was already folded down to Trev's flat stomach. Ethan smiled again, and
then casually lifted the bed sheet a little.
He glanced up at Trevor's boyishly cute face, and then looked back down
to what he'd revealed by lifting the sheet. Trev's wonderful boy parts
were splayed casually in the crook of his thighs, with his soft young penis
resting at an angle on his left leg. Ethan shivered with excitement at
this little unauthorized intrusion.
He closed his eyes for just a moment and imagined himself crawling into
the bed, and snuggling up to Trevor. God he wished that could happen.
Opening his eyes again, he smiled mischievously, and still holding the
sheet up, he reached in under the sheet with the forefinger of his other
hand.
Gently... Very gently he touched the underside of Trevor's soft penis
at the base, and ran his finger softly up its length, trailing off at the
gathered end of his fleshy foreskin. Ethan shivered with delight, and
pulled back his hand. He was rewarded with a small bonus when he saw
Trev's soft young tube start to swell a little and then creep slowly up his
thigh in soft gentle pulses.
Trevor shifted in his sleep, and Ethan quickly lowered the bed sheet,
and stepped back. Damn, he wanted to see more, but he suddenly started
feeling a little guilty about sneaking a look at his friend like this, and
with a little wishful smile he turned and padded barefoot out of the room
closing the door softly behind him.
He crept back across the hall and into his own bedroom, where he peeled
off his polo shirt laying it casually over the bed stool. Undoing the
button of his shorts, he let them slip off his hips and down to the floor,
where he flipped them up with his bare foot, and catching them he tossed
them onto the bench.
Ethan was feeling fairly exhausted now as well, and shutting off the
light, he slipped under the cool evening sheets and stretched himself out
on the soft mattress. Tucking his fingers behind his head, he smiled
peacefully up at the ceiling. It had been quiet the day for the young
American boy.
He yawned tiredly, and closing his eyes he slid his hands down under the
waistband of his clean white undies. Ethan fondled his own youthful boy
bits for a moment, but his eyelids seemed heavy, and without knowing it, he
drifted off to sleep with his hands still stuffed down the front of his
briefs.
There were dreams of course. Wonderfully explicit dreams, which
certainly involved his friend Trevor and his younger cousin Ellis. Dreams
of the three of them, playing naughty little games together. Ethan
certainly wasn't aware of it, because he was soundly asleep; but he spent
most of the night with a raging hard on, which was still there to greet him
when he awoke the next morning.
Life was certainly good for the pubescent twelve year old, and as he
was about to find out, things were about to get even better.
End of Chapter Five
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