Date: Tue, 6 Nov 2012 23:19:36 -0800
From: Douglas DD DD <thehakaanen@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Big Time  Chapter 47

Welcome back. I hope you enjoy the high school boys' trip to
Canada, where the first of the team pairings took place. In the
seventh grade story line, Eric gets teased and Hunter discovers the
wonders of making love.

The story is mine. Be 18 to read. Be safe. This is fiction, although I
would love to find Mayfield. Please, donate what you can to Nifty.

Player roster for the Mayfield Falcons Summer team.

Eric-sixteen (12th grade) 17 on August 3rd
Scott-17 (12th grade)
Danny-17 (12th grade)
Kraig-17 (12th grade)
Kevin-17 (12th grade)
Hunter-17 (12th grade)
Lars-sixteen (12th grade) 17 on July 4th
Noah-sixteen (12th grade)
Justin-fifteen (11th grade) 16 on August 11
Gavin-18 (12th grade)
Carl-17 (12th grade)
Chandler-fifteen (10th grade)
Korey-fifteen (10th grade)
Blaine-fifteen (11th grade) 16 on September 1.


CHAPTER 47
THE HOLIDAYS

<Senior year, Friday, June 30, Vancouver, B.C.>

I would love to tell you that our trip to Vancouver was one big teenage
orgy, with horny baseball players fucking and sucking and jerking off
in the dugouts. Sorry, but that isn't what happened. Oh, there was
some making out on the bus between boyfriends, and there were a
few cums from horny boys needing to jerk off (me being one of them),
but overall we were a tame group.

That said, the first pairing did take place on the trip, but more on that
later. Because the officially named Mayfield Mustang Travel Team
had consisted of a group of driven boys since we started the Go to
State Team, with the exception of one not so pleasant stretch of time
when we lost our direction, we couldn't help but get a lot parents and
adults involved. I mean it's pretty hard for the adults to sit around and
watch what we were accomplishing without having them feel badly
because they weren't at the forefront of our accomplishments.

Having adults involved was fine with us, because adults could do
things we couldn't, especially in the realm of raising money. Oh, we
could come up with lots of ideas, and we could provide tons of work,
and we did both. But sometimes, especially when we were younger,
we just plain needed the clout of adults. One thing we made quite
plain, however, was that in the end this was our show and everything
had to go through the elected board, which, after the first year,
consisted of the four person executive board, three at large members,
and two adults who were elected to the board by the players and had
voting privileges. Those two adults were Seth McCall, our business
manager, and George Bednarzyck.

Since we were so good at raising money, we were able to afford one
out of the area tournament per year. This year's tournament was an
invitational in Vancouver, British Columbia. For many this would be
their first visit to Canada. We had the money to charter a bus for the
players, coaches, our two adult board members, and Nicky, who was
going to be our batboy for the weekend. We also were able to limit
the number per hotel room to three players, so we each had our own
bed. One player in each room would be sleeping in a roll away bed.

Even with the yearly tournament we were able to keep a reserve to
pay for postseason tournaments should we qualify. Like I said, we
had a great combination of dedicated parents and hard working
players. We were a very successful organization, and not just on the
field.

This was particularly important this summer after losing so many key
members of the group. But even though they were no longer active
voting members, all of the graduating seniors were active in helping
our organization. It was also important since so far at 6-11 we hadn't
been very successful on the field.

The only orgasms on the bus that I know of were from Chandler and
Korey, which was no surprise. The two horn dog sophomores found a
way to jerk each other off in one of the back seats, but they could find
a way to jerk each other off virtually anywhere on the planet. They
made some of us horny, but nothing was ever completed. Like I said,
it was a pretty normal bus ride as most of us were more concerned
with napping than with sex.

Since many of my teammates had never been to Canada, we did get
to learn about how crossing a border works, including dealing with all
of the paperwork Seth and Mr. B procured for us. We had left
Mayfield at the horrid hour of six in the morning and arrived at our
hotel in Vancouver at one-thirty in the afternoon. We had just enough
time to grab a bite to eat and change before having to get ready for
our four o'clock game.

Our first game was against a team from Victoria. They weren't very
good defensively, but they could hit. Hunter started for us, and he
overpowered them for the first two innings. However, the Canucks
soon figured out his slow stuff and started laying on his changeup.
Kraig went through the same thing as he pitched the last three
innings. Still, we managed to belt out a 14-7 win as we put together
our best offensive game of the season. One thing we were quickly
finding out was that having Carl in the lineup made a big difference
for us. Our next game would be against Surrey, B.C, at nine the next
morning.

After the game we ate a larger meal and then pretty much crashed.
The early morning start, the long bus ride, and then the game, had us
all pretty much pooped. I was rooming with Noah and Blaine. In
deference to Blaine's outlook on life, Noah and I slept in separate
beds, which was not easy for either of us. Blaine didn't comment on
our sleeping arrangements. I couldn't help but wonder if he would
have said anything if Noah and I had slept together. But, I was the
good teammate and didn't push it.

We did rock, paper, scissor to determine who would get the rollaway
bed. I lost. It wasn't the most comfortable bed, but it was wasn't awful
either.

The next morning was sunny, but a little cool. Our bats seemed to be
as chilly as the morning air. Chandler was our starting pitcher and
once again he didn't seem to be up to the level of competition, giving
up four runs in the first. He pitched a scoreless second, but ran into
trouble again in the third and by the time Coach Miller pulled him he'd
given up a total of seven runs. Kevin started the game at catcher and
was obviously frustrated by Chandler's wildness, which is what kept
getting him into trouble.

After Chandler came out of the game I saw his father, Coach
Ecklund, having a conversation with him. Whether it was to give him
some tips or to settle him down, I couldn't tell. But the look of
aggravation didn't leave Chandler's face. I chatted with Noah about
what I thought the problem with Chandler might be and he agreed
with me. The question was, should I bring the issue up with Coach
Miller?

We ended up losing 11-4, which put us into the loser's bracket,
meaning another loss and we were out of the tournament.  We were
scheduled to play the team from Bellingham at three o'clock, which
made getting lunch a priority.

This tournament didn't allow pickup players, which were players that
can be picked up from another team, usually to pitch. In a double
elimination tournament a team has to play a lot more games if it loses
early, and that leads to the need for extra pitching, which we didn't
have, but then nobody else had it either.

I swear that whenever a tournament allows no pickup players teams
run out of good pitching in a hurry, especially if they are saving their
best pitchers for league play. That is what happened to us and the
Bellingham team. The hitters on both teams didn't seem to mind the
lack of pitching and ours prevailed as a big sixth inning home run by
Hunter helped us to a 13-10 win. Kraig started for us, with Danny
getting a couple of innings in. Lars was perfect in the seventh inning
to pick up the save. Lars was looking more and more like our closer.
Our next game was an eight in the morning game. If we won we
would be hanging around for the eleven o'clock game.

That night the first of the pairings took place, although none of us
learned about it until the bus ride home. Korey and Justin kicked the
affair off. I had fucked Korey more than once over the years. I sucked
off Justin when I was in seventh grade and he was in sixth. It was at
school and was all part of the whole affair between Marty and Gavin.
What happened between Korey and Justin was a bit tamer than that
day at Mayfield Middle School.

<Senior Year, Pairing: Korey-Justin>

After their second game of the day the Falcons had dinner in a
nearby pizza parlor and then retired to their hotel rooms. Korey,
Justin, and Chandler shared a room. They didn't bother using the
extra bed. Korey and Chandler shared one of the queen beds and
Justin slept on the other. Korey and Chandler were both sophomores
and Justin was a junior. All three of the boys were fifteen with Justin
turning sixteen next month.

The pairings were set up to be between boys who had never had
one-on-one sex before. Korey and Justin never had, but all three of
the boys in the room had been involved in a couple of circle jerks
together; the team being what it was it would have been difficult not to
have been involved in something like a circle jerk, unless you were
Blaine.

The three of them came into the room together after finishing dinner.
Like the night before, they were tired and feeling grungy from the
combination of sweat and dust they'd accumulated during their two
games.

"I'm gonna take a shower," Korey announced.

Justin called out, "Next!"

"Why be next?" Chandler asked. "Aren't you two one of the pairs?"

Justin acknowledged that they were. "But what does that have to do
with who's gonna take the first shower?"

Korey immediately saw where Chandler was going. "Don't be a dork,
Justin. Chandler is saying we should shower together. Then we can
be the first pair to do it."

"It might even get you a trophy or something," Chandler said.

"Yeah, in the form of a big boner sitting on a set of balls," Korey said.

The teens laughed as Korey stripped. What Justin saw as soon as
Korey was naked was a slender boy who was 5'7, 125, with a cut
cock and smooth hanging balls. Korey had a line of pubic hair running
along the base of his hanging cock, but otherwise his body was
hairless, save for some light flecks of hair on his legs and arms.

"I guess somebody has to be first." Justin and Blaine were the only
two juniors on the team. Blaine was quite adamant about his being a
lady's man. Justin had played around with boys since he was ten. It
was Kevin who had introduced him to the world of sex at that age.
But he'd also dated girls, and was not a virgin. For whatever reason,
the junior class wasn't nearly as open about sex as the senior or
sophomore classes were. Justin knew that Chandler and Korey were
probably boyfriends. He also knew that Mickey and Drew, who were
also sophomores, were open about the sexual relations they had.
And he knew that there was a lot of playing around among the
sophomore boys.

But as a junior he elected to be discreet about his sex with other
boys. Sometimes he wondered if the junior class was even part of the
same high school as the sophomores and seniors—or maybe it was
the other way around.

As all of those thoughts went through his head he had proceeded to
strip naked. He was an inch shorter and a few pounds lighter than
Korey. He also had more pubic hair along with hair on his balls and
ass, underarm hair, and some dark hairs sprouting on his shins. He
sported a light caterpillar on his upper lip.

Korey and Chandler were both pleased to see Justin with a boner.
That was an invitation for Korey to get hard, which happened with no
help on his part.

The two went into the bathroom and Korey started up the shower.
Chandler wanted badly to watch them, but they had all agreed on the
rules, and one of those rules was that the pair had to be alone
together. Justin shut the bathroom door and he and Korey entered
the shower.

Both boys saw this as an obligation more than an act of friendship,
but they intended to get the most out of it that they could. "How do
you want to do this?" Korey asked. "I'm good with anything."

"Let's just rub off. That way we can cum kinda close to each other
and get out of the shower quicker."

"Sounds like a plan."

Being about the same size it was easy enough for the two of them to
put their cocks together. Korey was a little over five inches while
Justin was just short of six. They hugged, pulling their wet bodies
against each other. Neither boy saw any reason to hold back. They
pushed each other's cocks against each other, their hips rocking.
Korey kissed Justin's neck, unable to stop himself as he felt his cum
quickly rise up in him.

Korey had cum on the bus on the way to Canada, but Justin hadn't
had an orgasm since Wednesday afternoon and was very ready to
shoot his wad. Justin came first, his cum shooting over Korey's belly
before washing away in the shower water. Korey came close to a
minute later.

After completing the actual washing up part of the shower, the two
boys dried themselves and walked into the main room just in time to
see Chandler finish jerking off, ropes of cum falling on his chest and
torso.

"How did it go?" Chandler asked as he came down from his orgasm
and started wiping himself with a tissue.

"It went okay," Justin admitted. "We're pretty sure we're the first. If
everybody has it as good as us it should all go great." Korey had Carl
left and Justin had Danny to do. They both hoped their second pairing
would go as smoothly as their first.

<Senior year, July 2, Vancouver B.C.>

We won the eight a.m. game 7-6. It was an exciting game. Carl drove
in four runs with two doubles as once again he made a big difference
for us offensively. The two sophomores, Korey and Chandler, pitched
and didn't do badly. They at least threw strikes and we made the
plays behind them. Chandler's change-up was as good as I'd seen it.
He was much better than in his first game. Korey had moved from
pitcher to catcher when Chandler took the mound, which I thought
made a difference.

The 11 o'clock game didn't turn out quite as well. We simply ran out
of pitching. Since the team we played hadn't played as many games
as us they were a little better off in the department. We stared Lars,
who is usually our closer. He did fine for three innings before running
out of gas and getting hammered in the fourth, putting us into a 6-2
hole. Coach Miller decided he could get a couple of innings from
Scott and still have him available for league play during the week.
Scott gave up a run and we lost 7-3. Playing in the loser's bracket is
always difficult, especially if you lost early, because you end up
playing more games than the teams that lose later. While we didn't
place in the tournament we all felt we played much better ball than
we'd been playing a week ago.

Before getting on the bus for the long ride home, Coach Miller held a
short meeting. He said what we all felt, that we were starting to come
together and were becoming a better team. He also reminded us
about our obligations during the town's July Fourth celebration.

After we got on the road I asked Coach Miller if I could talk to him. He
nodded okay and I sat next to him. I talked about Chandler and his
struggles. Coach said nothing, not wanting to say anything bad about
one of my teammates in front of me. I asked if I could make a
suggestion.

"Sure, as long as it isn't a command from the chairman of the board."

The comment sparked a momentary rush of anger. "Come on coach,
you know us better than that."

"I do. It was a bad attempt at a joke and I apologize if I offended you."

I said it was cool, and then talked about maybe trying out Korey as
Chandler's catcher instead of Kevin, or even Carl when he was
cleared to catch.

"Kevin is the best catcher in the area," Coach Miller said.

"No doubt. I know I love pitching to him and he and Chandler are
friends. But somehow they don't click on the ball field."

"And you think Chandler and Korey will? Because?"

"They will click in the same way Kevin and I do. Because they have
been friends forever and they each know how the other guy thinks.
You saw how good Chandler pitched in this morning's game." I didn't
add the fact that they were boyfriends as well and had been intimate
since they were preteens, although I was sure Coach Miller knew
that.

"We have three more non-league games left to try it. It can't hurt. I'll
take it under advisement." That was Coach Miller's way of saying, I'll
think about it, but don't count on it happening. Coach Miller isn't afraid
to try somebody's suggestion if he thinks it has merit. Maybe this
would be one of those times. It would be great to have Chandler
pitching in top form—even as a sophomore he was better than most
of the pitchers we've been seeing in our league when he was on his
game.

"Thanks coach."

The ride home from Vancouver was almost as tame as the ride going
up, not at all like our ride after winning State. The only real fun to
report came courtesy of our ball boy, Nicky. Jeffery had dared Nicky
to suck a player's dick on the trip. He roomed with Gavin and Carl
and wasn't able to do anything at the hotel. He said he left a lot of
hints, but they both were reluctant to get sexual with a thirteen year
old eighth grader.

Kevin had no such compunctions, however, and after Nicky told him
about the dare he had his pants open and Nicky's face in his crotch
soon after we cleared U.S. Customs. I was a couple of seats in front
of them, and knowing what was going on in that seat was a big turn
on.

"Both of you guys's cum tastes better than Kevin's," Nicky told Noah
and me later. Noah and I both agreed that Nicky and Jeffrey were
made for each other after seeing Nicky at work on the bus.

It was a little after eight in the evening when we arrived at Mayfield
High School. We had tomorrow off and then we had a commitment to
the town on the Fourth. All of us were happy to have a couple of days
off from baseball.

++++++++++

<Seventh grade, November 22 to January 2>

The holiday period between Thanksgiving and New Year's Day went
well for most of the Mayfield baseball boys and their friends and
siblings. For most of the boys it was a time of family and happiness,
for others the problems they had didn't go away just because the
holidays had arrived. Some boys crossed new sexual thresholds
while others merely continued with the horny pubescent sex they'd
fallen in love with. Here is how some of the boys got through the
holidays.

<Eric>

Eric's Thanksgiving was spent at home. His mother invited family
friends who lived in Olympia. They had a nine year old son, Thomas,
with whom Eric got along well. It didn't hurt that he was a really nice
kid as well as very cute. He was an active, athletic little boy and he
and Eric had no problem finding things to do together even with their
age difference.

As much as Eric wanted to get into Thomas's pants, he knew it
wasn't going to happen. But it came closer than he thought after they
finished dinner. The two were playing in Eric's room when Eric said
he had to pee. He was surprised and pleased when Thomas said he
had to pee as well and followed Eric into the bathroom.

The two boys stood side-by-side at the toilet and opened their pants.
Eric was delighted to see that Thomas was wearing white briefs. Eric
loved white briefs, both to wear and to look at on other boys. After
opening his pants and unzipping Thomas stood still as if waiting for
Eric to take the lead. Eric obliged by dropping his jeans and briefs
below his butt, exposing his hairless pubescent cock for Thomas to
see in all its glory. Thomas grinned and dropped his pants as well,
exposing a cute little nubbin of a boy cock. It was all Eric could do to
not bone up.

The two boys let loose their streams at the same time, getting a
swordfight going. Eric had an incredible urge to turn and pee on the
nine year old, but knew it was one urge he couldn't give in to. After
they finished peeing, Eric didn't bother to pull his pants up as he
decided to let Thomas do so first.

Thomas blushed as he looked over Eric's uncovered junk. "Yours is
bigger than mine," he said.

"I'm older than you are," Eric replied as he felt his dick stirring to half-
mast.

"Yours is moving. It's getting bigger."

"I'm getting a boner. I bet you get boners."

"Like it gets all hard? Me and my friend Jimmy both get them. Mine is
bigger than his."

By this time Eric was at full hard. Without asking, Thomas reached
over and touched it. "Wow, yours is way bigger than Jimmy's and
your nuts are bigger. I hope mine gets as big as yours."

"Mine will get even bigger when I get older. And yours will too. We'll
even get hair." Eric was enjoying his role as sexual mentor. This was
the third time he'd been around Thomas, but it was the first time there
were any sexual overtones. Eric took note of the fact that Thomas
wasn't embarrassed by his body. The feel of Thomas's little hand on
his dick was awesome. Eric was trying to figure out how to take
advantage of this opportunity when the moment was broken by a call
from downstairs.

"Boys, it's time for dessert," Eric's mother yelled. "Come down to eat."
Eric had long ago lost track of the number of sexual opportunities lost
because of bad timing by parents.

Thomas let go of Eric's boner and both boys pulled their pants up,
then zipped and buttoned them. Unfortunately Eric didn't get any
more opportunities with Thomas that day.

During the following week, Eric had a meeting with Seth McCall.
Noah sat in, of course. They discussed the Mustang Travel team and
exchanged thoughts about how to raise money. The treasury was
empty, although they had sponsors who were ready to contribute.
However, that money would be going only for the operation of the
team and not for extras. They needed to come up with fund raising
projects for things beyond the basics of outfitting a team. Eric said
that would be the big item on the agenda, which was going to be on
the upcoming Saturday.

The meeting that Saturday actually went quite well. They realized
they needed somebody to take charge of fund raising. While the boys
were long on ideas, they were short on experience and organizational
skills.

"I have an idea for somebody," Hunter said. "My grandmother."

"Your grandmother? Wouldn't she be too old?" Connor asked.

"No way. She still works and everything. It's not like she's in some
nursing home. Dad says she did that kind of stuff for his teams when
he was a kid. I know she asks me about sports and about our group
and she comes to all of my games. I can ask her."

Scott thought his mother might be another person to ask and Eric
thought of his own mother. Vince nominated his aunt who did a lot for
his brother's basketball team. They now had four nominees. If they
had learned anything when they picked Coach Miller to be their
coach, it was to interview more than one person. Not that they didn't
think Coach Miller was the best choice, but as Mr. McCall had
predicted, one of the long-time coaches got his undies in a bunch
about not being considered and spent time bad mouthing the boys
and their "haughty" attitudes.

"He could at least have said we had `naughty' attitudes," Noah told
Eric. "He would have been right about that."

All four nominees would be asked if they were interested and would
be interviewed at their next meeting. It was also decided, on Seth's
recommendation, to have a nine member board to take care of most
of the group's business. The full Go to State Team would meet fewer
times. Since this meant changing the by-laws they couldn't vote on it
this meeting, but would do so at the next meeting.

The only thing that kept Eric from being totally happy was Scott's
changing attitude. Sure they still slept together a lot, and yes they still
had sex, but Scott was less and less into kissing and petting. He
seemed more concerned with just getting off, like the time he had
blue balls after making out with Tama. While their friendship
remained strong there wasn't the fire in their sex that they'd had when
it was all new.

Eric had hoped that he and Scott would sleep together almost every
night during Christmas break, but that didn't happen. Scott had plenty
of excuses not to do so. They slept together some, but not with the
frequency Eric desired. Eric couldn't fathom what the problem was,
thinking it was something he was doing wrong. Ironically, he thought
Scott might be going through a phase, which is what is usually said
about young boys who are attracted to each other sexually. Eric truly
couldn't come to grips with the fact that Scott might actually not be
gay, while at the same time Scott couldn't really come to grips with
the fact that Eric actually might be gay.

<Glenn and Nicky, Wednesday, December 19>

Two boys had new sexual experiences over Christmas break. One of
them was eight year old Nicky, who finally got Glenn to hold true to
the promise he had made during the summer.

It happened after school let out for the holidays on Wednesday.
Glenn was home from college and Nicky decided it was time to sleep
with his oldest brother. He hadn't done so since they'd vacationed in
Montana.

When Nicky padded into Glenn's bedroom and crawled into his bed,
Glenn wasn't sure he wanted Nicky to stay there. Glenn remembered
how sexually charged a couple of those nights in Montana had been.
He noticed that Nicky was wearing a long t-shirt, but he didn't know
what was underneath it. Glenn was nude, another reason he wasn't
sure he wanted Nicky in his bed. Nicky noticed very quickly that his
twenty year old brother was naked.

"Hey, little bro," Glenn said, giving Nicky's hair a ruffle.

"I want to sleep with you," Nicky said.

"I want that, too, but maybe another night."

"Why not now?"

"I wasn't really ready for you."

"I know. You're all naked. But we can be even."

"You're right. I'll put some boxers on."

That wasn't what Nicky had in mind as Glenn soon found out. Nicky
shuffled around in the bed and pulled his long t-shirt off, tossing it on
the floor. "Now we're even," he said. That answered the question of
what Nicky had been wearing underneath the t-shirt, as he was now
naked as well.

The little boy scooted in closer to his big brother and put his hand on
the young man's muscular chest. "You said I could do something with
you, but we never did," he said. "You're always gone to school."

"Yeah, I guess I did." Glenn wasn't sure what it was his little brother
wanted, but he thought that if he rubbed his hand on the boy's body
he'd lull him to sleep and wouldn't have to worry about it. So he
started rubbing Nicky's back, his big hand moving up and down the
smooth skin of the eight year old. Soon he was kneading his smooth
little butt as his cock lengthened to it's nearly seven inches. He was
surprised as to how much he kept being turned on by his little brother.

Nicky placed his hand on Glenn's hard dick. He made awestruck
comments on its size and its hardness. That was followed by
questions about his brother's slippery precum. Glenn's hand found
Nicky's little boy cocklet and he soon made it rock hard.

Nicky knew about sucking cocks. He'd sucked Noah's and Bobby's
and there had been his experience with Eric and Kraig last spring. He
wondered what Glenn's big, hairy cock would be like in his mouth.
Glenn was stunned when the little boy started licking his shaft, and
even more surprised when he tried putting it in his mouth.

"You probably shouldn't be doing that, Nicky," Glenn whispered.

Nicky ignored him and kept working his mouth around the big cock
head, which was all he could comfortably get his lips around. Glenn
lay back and accepted the inevitable. He knew his youngest brother
was no stranger to cock sucking and decided he wasn't doing
anything that hadn't been done before. Nicky sucked on the tip of
Glenn's cock like a calf on a cow's teat, enjoying the salty-sweet taste
of Glenn's copious precum. The result was inevitable.

"I'm gonna be cumming soon, Nicky. You might want to quit now."

Nicky kept going, however, until Glenn started exploding into his little
brother's mouth. Nicky didn't realize how much more cum a healthy
twenty year old produced than a twelve year old. He quickly started
coughing and spitting as his mouth filled with the thick man cum of his
older bother. He had to pull off, causing more cum to shoot over his
face and into his hair. Nicky giggled as his brother's orgasm ebbed.

"That was awesome. Like a big flood," Nicky said.

"You did good, little bro. Did you like it?'

"Yeah, thanks."

"No prob. Now let's get you cleaned up." Glenn got some tissues and
cleaned off Nicky's cum spattered face, chest, and hair. "Want me to
get you off?" he asked.

Nicky wasn't totally sure what Glenn was asking, but that didn't really
make much difference. He was satisfied and tired. While he liked the
feelings his dry orgasms gave him, he didn't see them as the always
desired end result of sex play. That time would come later.

He snuggled up to Glenn and fell asleep, thinking that now he had to
get Noah to keep his promise about putting his peter up his butt.

<Seventh grade, Hunter's house, Friday, December 28>

For Hunter the day had been very satisfactory. He actually had a
small group of friends come over to spend the day, and now they
would be spending the night. Kraig was there, of course, along with
Kevin and Lars. They had spent the entire afternoon being noisy
boys, much to both the chagrin and delight of Mrs. Hawkins, Hunter's
mother, who was home for the day. She spent most of the afternoon
working in the garage office, which served as the Mayfield outlet for
Champion Sporting Goods. But even with the distance between her
and the house she could feel the energy of the four pubescent boys.

She often worried about Hunter, who, in spite of his athletic prowess,
was somewhat of a loner. But over the past few months she not only
saw his friendship with Kraig bring him out of his shell, she was also
seeing an improved relationship between her son and her husband.
Her husband was not only being more flexible with his son, he was
actually listening to him instead of being a demanding martinet. And
Hunter was less sullen around his father, although they still had their
moments. Life in the house seemed to be much less tense lately.

Now Hunter had three friends over to spend the night. She couldn't
remember him ever doing that. Just having Kraig over as often as he
did was something different. One thing she was happy she'd taken
into account was the appetite of growing twelve year old boys. She'd
cooked up plenty of hamburgers and tater tots and purchased more
than enough ice cream and snacks, mainly because she took what
she thought she'd need and doubled the amount.

If she had the idea the boys would run out of energy after dinner, she
was wrong. They were all lively, but well-behaved. She'd liked Kraig
from the start. Somehow he'd been able to get her often reticent son
to open up and for that she was grateful. What was also pleasing her
was that her husband was enjoying the boys as well. He and Hunter
were so much alike with their somewhat introverted personalities. On
the rare times Hunter had a friend over, the friend usually kept his
distance from Hunter's father, but Kraig seemed to have opened up
her husband as well as her son.

The fact that the pool table was in use said a lot. The table had
always been for adults only. Hunter could only use it under his
father's supervision.  Her husband and the four boys were having a
blast shooting pool and after awhile the boys were left to play alone.

"That Lars kid is a very good player, and the twins picked up the
nuances pretty quickly," Allen Hawkins told his wife during a break in
the action. Everybody had an enjoyable evening.

Finally, around nine, the boys decided it was time to retire to Hunter's
room and do boy things. Allen told them to have fun, to keep the
noise down, and to make sure the upper floor didn't crash down into
the main house.

"Dad, that is so lame," Hunter said. He wasn't used to his dad having
a sense of humor and teasing.

"I'm just working to protect my property," he said with a glint in his
eyes.

As the boys got settled in to Hunter's room they also decided it was
time to get comfortable. To these boys, being the boys they were,
that meant getting down to their underwear. Actually, it meant getting
down to nothing at all, but Hunter told them his dad would probably
come knocking before he went to bed.

The talk quickly turned to sex. Even though Lars and the twins
considered themselves to be gay, they were all conversant with who
was going out with whom, as was Hunter.

"It was too bad about Vicky," Kraig said, referring to their seventh
grade classmate who had gotten pregnant and then had a
miscarriage.

"Maybe she got what she deserved, trying to stick Connor with being
the dad and all," Hunter said.

"That was a mean thing to say," Lars said

"Yeah, I guess it was. Sorry. But still, it was mean of her to say
Connor got her pregnant." Vicky had gotten pregnant at a party at
Steve's at the end of spring and said that Connor was the one who
knocked her up. Both Connor and Rory had fucked her, but Connor
had used a condom while Rory barebacked her. Tests showed that
Rory was actually the father. But Vicky's miscarriage just before
Thanksgiving made the issue of fatherhood moot. Not that a fourteen
year old boy and a twelve year old girl were ready for parenthood.

"Rule number one is never bareback a girl," Hunter said sagely.

"Scott's been getting it on pretty heavy with Tama," Kevin said,
changing the subject some, "which makes me feel bad for Eric. But I
guess him and Scott are still doing each other."

"Scott says he hasn't gone all the way with her," Lars said.

"No, but they will soon. They've gotten down to just their underpants
and panties and he says they masturbated each other," Kevin said.
"It's weird they don't get totally naked, but I guess Tama doesn't want
to because of what happened with her and Danny and with Hunter."
Hunter blushed at the mention of his name and his adventure with
Tama in her shower.

"So how did they get each other off if they didn't get naked?" Hunter
asked.

"Just stuck their hands inside each other's undies and went at it, I
guess." Kevin said.

"I'm guessing they really did get naked," Lars ventured.

"So why would Scott say they didn't," Kraig asked.

"I dunno. Ask him."

"What happened with you and Cindy Cameron the other day?" Kevin
asked Hunter. "I know you went to her house." Kraig already knew
that story, but he hadn't told it to Kevin or Lars.

"We got naked like me and Kraig did with her before."

"Did you make out naked?" Lars asked.

"Of course, silly." But what Hunter didn't say was that he liked making
out with Kraig more than he did with Cindy. He liked Kraig's dick,
Kraig's young adolescent masculinity, the feel of Kraig's hard, athletic
body. He didn't say that his mind was on Kraig the whole time he was
making out with Cindy, and it was that image that kept him hard.

"But you didn't fuck?" Kevin asked.

"She wanted to," Hunter said. "But she is a virgin."

"But so are you," Kraig said.

"So? I didn't have any rubbers, but she said it was the right time of
the month to do it."

"And you didn't do it?"

"It was all about rule number one," Hunter said "I ain't stupid like Rory
was with Vicky." But it was also about his not wanting to do it, even if
he did have a rubber. He realized as he made out with the naked girl
on her bed that he wasn't sure he wanted to fuck her. Maybe if he
truly and totally wanted to fuck her he would have risked it, but he
didn't want to do it that badly. "But she did give me a blow job."

"How was it? As good as mine?" Kraig asked.

"No. You do it better."

Kraig pounded his chest and pointed to the other boys as he reveled
in the compliment to his prowess.

The sex talk had the four boys horny, and their hands had been
busily working on the hard dicks making bulges in their underpants.

"I wish dad would just go to bed," Hunter said. "I gotta get off bad."

"Maybe he won't come by. And if he does he usually knocks first,"
Kraig said.

"And maybe he will come by," Hunter said. Kraig half-way agreed with
Hunter; he couldn't help but get the feeling that Hunter's dad would
get turned on by coming in and seeing them all in just their
underpants.

"I'm gonna be creaming my briefs pretty soon," Kevin said. "At least
at my house we know nobody's gonna bother us when we start
screwing around."

"Hey, Hunter, you want to see Lars lick his own cock?" Kevin asked.

"He can do that?" Hunter asked disbelievingly.

"Barely," Lars said. "It's gotta be totally hard and I gotta get my head
propped up. But I bet when it grows a little more I can lick it all the
time and pretty soon I'll be able to suck myself."

"That would be so cool to do," Hunter said. The twins were in total
agreement. They'd both tried to suck themselves after seeing Lars
slurp the top of his dick with his tongue, but they couldn't come close.

"Watch." Lars pulled his blue briefs off and stacked Hunter's pillows.
He was a gangly, lithe boy who had a great deal of flexibility in his
joints. He raised his hips, working his dick closer and closer to his
mouth. His tongue reached out, flicking like a lizard's, as it eagerly
awaited its prize.

Just as he narrowed the gap to a mere fraction of an inch there was a
knock at the door. A quiet "oh shit" was uttered by all of the boys at
once. Lars yanked the bedspread over his naked body. The other
three quickly found pillows, books, shirts, to cover up their bulging
crotches.

"Come in dad," Hunter said.

Allen Hawkins entered the room. The smell of pubescent boys was
strong. What he saw was three half-naked twelve year olds and one
naked tween, even if Allen didn't know it.  Even though they tried to
cover up the fact, they were obviously sexually excited. Their clothes
were strewn around the floor of the room. The sight of the underwear
clad boys was having an effect on Hunter's father.

"I just wanted to tell you boys good night."

"Good night dad. Thanks for letting us use the pool table."

"No problem, son. You kids keep the noise down and be good."

Kevin felt like asking Mr. Hawkins if he wanted to watch Lars lick his
own dick. He could barely hold his tongue and not do it. It turned him
on knowing that Lars was completely naked under the bed cover. He
thought Hunter's dad was pretty hot looking for a man. He obviously
kept himself in shape. Kevin was the closest boy to the door and he
could see a bulge in the running sweats the man was wearing. Kraig
had told him he thought Hunter's dad was getting off on him and
Hunter, and Kevin could see that might just be true. Kevin found
certain men to be sexually attractive, and Hunter's father was one of
them.

The boys told Hunter's dad good night and he said he would leave
them alone for the rest of the night as long as they kept the noise
down. He left the room, hoping nobody noticed how quickly his cock
had sprouted into a full seven and a half inch boner. He was battling
the feelings he'd been having whenever he saw Hunter and Kraig
half-naked. Seeing all four of them that way and in what he was sure
was a state of arousal created his own state of excitement.  The
scene in the room brought back memories of his own boyhood at that
age.

After Hunter's dad left, all four boys were soon naked. If he wasn't
coming back, they saw no reason not to be naked. Hunter had the
biggest dick and the most pubic hair, with a nice nest of it on the base
of his boner. Kevin and Kraig both had scattered wisps of hair. Lars
was the only one who was hairless, but he could cum wet. His dick
was long and slender, just like his body. It was longer than those of
the twins, but not as long or as thick as Hunter's.

Lars went back to work on his cock, this time getting it close enough
to allow his tongue to just  lick the tip of it. Hunter thought it was one
of the hottest things he had ever seen. Not only was looking at Lars
lick his own dick really hot, but he found the view of his smooth white
ass to be pleasurable as well.

Hunter decided to see how close he could come to licking his own
cock. He actually came closer than either of the twins, but he needed
a little bit more length and a little bit more flexibility.

"So you've never fucked?" Kevin asked as Hunter untangled himself.

"No."

"Do you want to?" Kevin knew from talking to Kraig that Hunter had
not been at all comfortable with his sexual feelings for guys, but that
he was slowly changing.

"I dunno." What Hunter did know is that the question actually caused
his dick to twitch on its own.

"You gotta do it sometime." Kevin was much more forward about
matters sexual than his twin brother.

"Maybe." He'd been wondering more and more what it was like, but
the thought of doing it also frightened him.

"Want me and Lars to show you how it's done?"

"Sure." Hunter was breathing so hard he could scarcely get the word
out.

"You good with doing it?" Kevin asked Lars.

"Does a bear shit in the woods?" Lars answered.

"It should be, `does a boy fuck in the bedroom'?" Kraig said giggling.
He'd had no idea Kevin was going to carry things this far, but he sure
wasn't going to stand in his brother's way.

Kevin got some lube out of his overnight bag and without ceremony
his dick was soon ensconced in the Lars's ass, doggy style. Hunter
watched in fascination as Kevin's dick slid in and out of Lars's hole.
Kraig leaned over to get a closer look, placing his hand on Hunter's
shoulder. Kraig's touch was the catalyst that set Hunter blasting off a
spontaneous orgasm, without anything touching his dick, his cum
shooting wildly on the carpet.

Kevin and Lars were so turned on that their sex act was short-lived. It
only took a couple of minutes for the furiously humping Kevin to
empty his balls into his boyfriend's ass and for Lars to have the
second spontaneous cum of the night, shooting his clear cum onto
the bedroom carpet.

"You guys all came," Kraig said. "I want to be fucked and you guys all
came."

It turned out that wasn't a problem for Hunter, who never totally lost
his hard-on after his surprise orgasm. Even after cumming he was
still turned on, which was so different from what he'd been like just a
few months ago. Hunter wanted to know what it was like being up
inside somebody's bowels. He had passed up the chance to fuck
Cindy Cameron, but he was ready to do it now with a boy.

Kevin grabbed the lube and started rubbing it over Hunter's boy cock,
bringing the twelve year old to full hardness. Hunter didn't want to
think about what he was about to do, he just wanted to do it.

Kraig got on his hands and knees as Kevin helped guide Hunter into
his twin brother's bowels. Hunter was surprised by how easily he slid
in and was amazed by how warm and moist and good it felt. The fact
that he'd blown his wad ended up being an advantage as he was able
to enjoy the feel of Kraig's ass without having a hair trigger.

His instincts took over and he started to plow Kraig's muscular ass.
Kraig was the only boy who hadn't cum yet, and even though Hunter
was inexperienced he was hitting all of the right spots. Kraig grunted,
trying hard not to scream out, knowing it would catch the attention of
Hunter's parents.

"Fuck me harder," Kraig begged. "Go deep in me...fuck me harder."

Hunter did so, his thrusts becoming harder, deeper, faster. Kraig kept
his hands off of his dick, knowing that he was on the verge of being
the third boy to cum untouched. Lars and Kevin were busily jerking off
as they watched Hunter enjoying his first ever fuck.

Finally Kraig couldn't hold out any longer as he blew a shot of light
boy cum out of his cock that added to the mess Hunter had made on
the rug. Kraig's cumming got him to squeezing his ass tightly around
Hunter's dick and immediately Hunter found himself filling his friend's
ass with cum. Kevin and Lars shot their own cum and the four boys
collapsed into a quiet exhaustion.

"Shit, that was amazing," Hunter said.

"You gonna do it again?" Kevin asked.

"I think so, but not tonight."

"Wuss," Kraig said with a wide grin. He was beyond pleased; Hunter
had not only fucked him for the first time, but he'd done it in front of
Kraig's twin brother and his brother's boyfriend.

Hunter and Kraig slept together in Hunter's bed while Lars and Kevin
shared Kevin's sleeping bag. Hunter fell asleep, amazed he was no
longer a virgin and that he was feeling almost no guilt over it. In fact,
he was wondering what it would be like to have Kraig's boner inside
of him.

Next: Coming Out-2