A Family For Christmas
Chapter 05
Tim: It's More Than
Just an Innocent Kiss
Micah's Precious Christmas Gift Pt.2
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EXCERPT FROM ALLEN: A REVEALING EVENING
We both fell silent in our own thoughts until he finally sighed and eased me off to the side. “Come-on Allen, we should get some sleep. It’s late and I think we both have done enough confessing for one night don’t you?” He asked while I shifted on to my side feeling him spooning up against my back making me feel good now about everything, even him knowing I was gay.
“Yeah,” I admitted looking over my shoulder. “Thanks for everything Chase…you know…and thanks for not freaking out on me for being…um…you know…gay. You’re the coolest.” I sniffled as he snuggled up against me and to my surprise pressed his face up to mine giving me a soft kiss on the cheek before nuzzling up to me.
“You got it buddy. We are friends and please think on what I told you about trusting people. I know Micah and Tim love you too and they won’t care either. Whatever you decide though, just know I will stand by you.” He exhaled softly as he settled down behind me and held me tenderly in his arms.
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TIM: IT’S MORE THAN JUST AN INNOCENT KISS
The slight aching throb in my leg finally roused me out of my sleep and when I started to stretch the pain made me wince. My leg felt stiff more than anything else when I tried to move it around a little. The doctor told me it would stiffen up a bit if I didn’t work it, but then loosen up after a bit. Gritting my teeth I tossed aside the covers and swung my leg over the edge of the bed reaching for the medication on the end table. Mom and dad had told me which ones to take first thing in the morning and when they tucked me into bed last night had put those in the front. Sighing, I reached for the bottle of water and doled out the pills, three in all, before tossing them into my mouth and forcing them down with a swig of water. They tasted kind of bitter and made me shudder.
Using my hand to help out, I tucked them under my knee and tested out my leg lifting it up and down. There was an initial twinge of pain which went away almost immediately after I lifted and lowered my limb a few times. Right after the surgery I had been able to walk on it some and more so yesterday even though it was a bit sore. Today it felt even better, but I knew I’d still be hobbling around for a couple of days. It was a good sign though so I decided to test it. Standing up and looking down I almost giggled because naturally my dickie was hard first thing in the morning and currently pressed up against my underwear.
Scrunching up my face I was really getting too old to be calling it my ‘dickie’ but habits were kind of difficult to break as I reached down and pinched my bell wincing now because I had to take my usual morning piss. Glancing over towards Micah’s bed I had to chuckle because the little tyke’s covers had been tossed off to the side and he was pitching his own tent. We both usually did first thing in the morning. Oddly enough, from the very beginning, neither one of us felt really all that uncomfortable about it. I suppose when we had taken a bath together that first night and showed each others our stiffies it had sort of done away with any modesty on our part.
It was nice and toasty warm in the room which accounted for Micah having tossed aside his covers. Dad always turned the thermostat down at night when he crawled into bed and since he was the first one up in the mornings always turned it back up for us so it wouldn’t be cold. I kind of preferred it a little cooler at night as well enjoying huddling up under the warm covers as I smiled at my little fair haired Christmas gift.
My little brother really was very beautiful and I trembled recalling our innocent yet very intimate moments together. I had enjoyed those times with him and I knew he had liked them too, but over the last couple of months both of us seemed to have backed away from that type of activity. Neither one of us had said anything with it just happening. I didn’t really feel bad about what we had done together, but lately it didn’t feel right to do those things together. I suppose a lot of it had to do because of him becoming my little brother in reality despite it not being biological or even on paper as fact.
Even though we weren’t having that kind of fun together, we still teased each other about our dickies…um…that is to say peckers, but it was just the usual brotherly like taunts now. I didn’t mind how we had sort of moved on from messing around in that sort of nice way and I could tell Micah didn’t either. I knew he had enjoyed the sex play too and wasn’t mad about it, but I could also tell things were becoming different for him about the way he felt regarding boys versus girls. I thought he was still a little young to think about those things, but like Chase had told me everyone was on their own time table in regards to their bodies, both inside and out.
Frowning, it now brought me back to my own time table and how I was starting to feel about things. Deep down I knew in a lot of ways I was different from my older brother, and even Micah now, since they seemed to be interested in girls in the way I tended to be interested in guys sometimes. I was getting older and knew many boys my age were starting to change in how they felt about things. Sure, from what my dad had told me during our ‘special’ talks and what I had gleaned through Chase about certain things when we were alone and chatted, I realized a lot of boys my age still didn’t know how they felt about certain things.
Knowing though didn’t seem to help because I was confused about a lot of things lately; not only about girls and boys, but other things as well. Even though technically it didn’t make a difference about the size between my legs, it’s been sort of bothering me at times so I suppose it did kind of matter. Every so often I wished it was bigger or that I had skin like my little brother, but that was only sometimes because when I looked at myself I had to admit I wasn’t a bad looking kid. I’ve been doing that a lot lately too, sort of checking myself out, studying my body in a different kind of way. I was a bit on the small side for a boy my age, but not noticeable so, and lately girls have been taking notice of me. When I looked at myself in the mirror I began to see what they did, and indeed I was attractive with cute features and a nice looking build. It’s kind of weird to think of myself in those terms, but I suppose at some point all boys check themselves out and try to see in themselves what others saw.
The pressure in my bladder brought me back to the moment and I shivered involuntarily when I pinched the tip of my puck because it felt wonderful and kind of painful at the same time. A full bladder tended to do that to guys I suppose, along with pinching our little cocklets. The word ‘cocklet’ made me giggle as did a lot of those colorful words I’ve been using lately around many of my friends. Yes, indeed, things were beginning to change in a lot of ways I thought to myself wondering where Allen had gotten off to while I began to hobble towards the bathroom.
The way I had felt yesterday when the older boy helped me wash my hair and then sponged off my body made me tingle excitedly inside. He was so shy and very cute. It kind of surprised me that he was even willing to slide into bed with Micah in nothing but his underwear. The way his body looked last night just before he slipped under the covers made me shiver and wish we had cuddled together. My eyes had soaked it all in and I had to admit he was a sexy hot twelve year old boy. When my gaze had settled to the nice lump between his legs my own penis had began to squirm and dance around in my underwear. I often slept naked in bed, but it wouldn’t have been appropriate with Allen sleeping over so I had left my underwear on as my little hard pecker began to vibrate and rub up against the tight fabric of my briefs.
The pre-teen was kind of on the skinny side with long arms, legs, and body, but not in a bad way. Somehow it looked right on him with his creamy smooth skin and slightly darker hues compared to my little brother. The bulge between his legs had me wondering what he was hiding. I wasn’t shy about my body and I could tell it had made him a little uncomfortable when I had taken my underwear off so I could finish my sponge bath. In a way it felt kind of exciting for him to see me naked like that, but I also began to feel a little self conscious about it too because I knew my pecker was kind of small. Allen told me he didn’t think so and that his soft penis was about the same like mine.
When I saw him standing there in his underwear I had tried to figure out what he looked like down there. His bulge looked bigger than mine, but I suppose it could be because he had bigger nards than me, which wouldn’t surprise me since mine were still kind of small too. I had almost giggled when I saw something wiggle around in his underwear just before he hurriedly slipped under the covers with Micah, but figured he wouldn’t appreciate the humor since he was kind of shy about it. He knew I was looking at him and I wondered if that’s what started to make him hard down there.
Sliding up to the toilet I smiled at the nice memory of how he looked down there and I got the urge to sort of pleasure myself. I didn’t get that urge often, but lately it’s been happening more often. I had just played with myself last night and that was usually enough to make things better for at least several days, but thinking about Allen made me feel all weird inside and I realized what I felt was horniness, another new development these days. Lately a lot of my school chums and I have been talking about a lot of sex things. We’d huddle around teasing one another and our voices would get all hushed like as we looked around anxiously while comparing notes about things. It was exciting to be able to talk to some of my other friends about something so naughty.
Pulling down the front of my underwear I aimed my stiffie, which was currently pointing upwards, towards the toilet bowl and released the dam sighing in relief. My body shivered involuntarily while the yellow stream of my piss splattered into the clear water inside the porcelain bowl. A couple of seconds later I felt Micah’s small figure sidling up next to me. Sliding over to make room I smiled at my little brother who swayed around sleepily and looked only half awake. It wasn’t unusual for the two of us to piss together first thing in the morning, but I never got tired of looking at his nice sleek skin covered penis which currently also pointed straight up into the air when he pulled down the front of his cartooned boy’s briefs while yawning.
“Where’d Allen go?” He asked me drowsily while he reached down forcing his penis to angle towards the toilet bowl, pulled back his tight foreskin, and started taking his own piss just as I squeezed out the last of mine.
Shaking off, I tucked myself away and giggled shaking my head. “I bet you were squirming around last night again and probably bruised him all up. More than likely he was forced to go and bunk with Chase.” I chuckled teasingly with the smaller boy waking up more at my friendly banter scrunching up his face.
“I’m not that bad.” He huffed while I slipped behind my little brother wrapping my arms around the front giving him a tender hug and kiss on the cheek while he continued to pee.
“Mmmm, I always love how you smell,” I admitted inhaling deeply hearing him giggle at my comment even though I’ve told him a thousand times before.
Unable to resist I glanced over his shoulder and reached down taking a hold of his stiff twig with my thumb and two fingers. I’ve done this before and enjoyed the way his hard penis felt in my fingers while he took a piss. The fair haired boy released his stiff dickie to me and allowed me to pee him while he leaned back letting me take control. I stroked his penis slightly feeling Micah shiver and sigh because it felt nice. I slipped his hoodie, another wonderful word I’ve discovered while talking with my friends, over the tip of his bullet giggling when his pee sort of went catty wonkers before quickly pulling it back so I wouldn’t create a mess of things.
There was something nice and special being able to hold Micah in my arms while also holding his most intimate of treasures. My left hand dipped down as well and I began to roll around his fleshy danglies in my fingers. They were soft and warm, hanging loosely between his beautiful firm thighs. I loved how they felt in my hands and squished it around enjoying the feel of his two almond sized marbles. Everything about him was sexy hot for a ten year old boy and I had the urge to jack him off, but just couldn’t do it. Besides, it wasn’t fair for me to show him that sort of stuff. He was still too young to be doing some things. After all it was just something I’ve sort of discovered recently as well and pretty much knew he’d be figuring it out soon enough. When we messed around we just pressed our dickies together to get those nice tingling sensations, but I’ve discovered there were other ways to feel good and knew he’d figure it out too.
“I luv you.” I whispered softly kissing the younger boy on the cheek while he swiveled his neck and looked at me with a gentle smile forming on his features.
“I luv you too.” He sighed contentedly his pee stream coming to an end and his penis jerking a couple of times in my fingers when he squeezed out the last few drops.
Focusing on his rapidly deflating penis I gave it a few shakes before sliding his turtle-neck into place, another one of those funny names I’ve discovered. It was kind of funny because one time while talking with my buddies we got into a discussion about guys with skin. Of course I didn’t tell them about Micah because that wouldn’t have been right, but the discussion quickly turned to all those different names guys called the skin of a boy’s dick. It was hilarious because I didn’t know hardly any of them, but in a way they made total sense as we all huddled around and giggled laughing our asses off because it was hilarious. I suspected a few might have been made up on the spot, but still they were good ones.
“All done,” I chuckled tucking his little boy goods into place and giving it a good squeeze hearing him giggling and squirming at my little tease.
“So, what do you think happened to Allen?” Micah asked me again while I stepped over to the sink to wash my hands and brush my teeth.
Shrugging my shoulders while the blond urchin stepped next to me to do the same thing, I told him what I had said earlier. “Like I said, he probably ended up slipping into bed with Chase. I don’t think he would have wanted to hop into bed with me probably afraid of bumping my leg, so more than likely he slid in with Chase.” I admitted while my little brother nodded in agreement not looking too bummed about it.
“Yeah, I suppose. Hope I didn’t bruise him up too much.” He quipped getting a chuckle out of me. “I guess I’m a little nervous about the competition.” He admitted.
“That’s alright, we all get nervous about those types of things.” I admitted leaning over and giving him another kiss on the cheek while Micah smiled appreciatively at me.
It was just something we did a lot at home, hugging, cuddling, and kissing. At ten he was getting kind of too old for it just like me, but in many ways he was still like a little kid needing those kinds of display of affection and I suppose I needed them still too. We were more careful about it at school or in public, even though we still gave each other hugs and stuff, but it was totally different when hanging around with our friends and stuff. I got teased by my friends about it sometimes, but I really didn’t mind so much because I liked how close I was to Micah, Chase, and my parents.
It had sort of bothered me a little when my friends started teasing me about being a momma’s boy, but then the taunts slowed down once I began to reply proudly that yes indeed I am. It was something I had picked up from my older brother when some of his friends teased him about mom kissing him in public, and seemed to work so I began to use the same tactic. I noticed it helped when you sort of said it as a badge of honor because my friends didn’t know what to make of it. The more it happened the prouder I became realizing it really was nice to have brothers and parents who cared about you.
Just because I managed to find a sort of workaround to the teasing didn’t mean it was still a good idea to flaunt those touchy feely moments out in public though. It was alright to show our affection towards one another occasionally outside of the home, but we still limited it to some degree since boys just didn’t do those types of things because that was more for sissies.
Finishing up with getting washed and brushing our teeth both of us sauntered over towards Chase’s bedroom door and snuck a peep. Sure enough Allen was snuggled up with my older brother and I thought they looked kind of cute together. I suppose in many ways my older brother was sort of an average typical looking teen, but there was just something subtle about it that captured girls’ attention. In my opinion I thought he was growing up into a handsome looking guy. There wasn’t anything flashy about his looks or anything, but rather it sort of matched his personality.
It was kind of difficult to explain to others, but being his brother I knew him so well and a long time ago I figured out there was a sort of quiet, subtle, and inner strength about him that shone on the outside as well. Not that he was ugly or anything, but at first glance most people would just think of him as an average typical kind of teen. Yet, your eyes would be drawn towards him and before long a person began to realize there was something more to it. Now that I was getting older and starting to understand about some of these things I began to realize just what a good looking guy he was in a very understated way. It was quiet and reserved, but it came from the inside out.
My eyes now settled on Allen and I felt my heart skipping a beat. I thought the lanky pre-teen was really cute. He was sort of shy like Micah and I guess some of it had to do with what he had to go through lately, but I got the feeling in a lot of ways he had always been a little shy. It wasn’t like shy in a sort of closeting kind of way because he also had an outgoing engaging personality when he hung around his friends, but I guess I would have to describe it as being kind of reserved at times like he were trying to bottle up some deep feelings and emotions. Smiling to myself I realized we were slowly cracking his tough exterior though with our new friend gradually opening up to us. I’m sure he would always have that sort of shyness about him, but in a way it seemed to suit his personality and something I kind of liked about him.
Glancing down at my little brother he looked up into my eyes and we both giggled quietly because it really was kind of cute how my older brother was snuggling up with another boy. Obviously he did that with us all the time, but even when he had friends over for a sleepover he never snuggled up with them the way he was with Allen. He even cried yesterday when the boy had told us about being a foster kid, and my older brother rarely cried. Clearly the cuddling up with the other boy wasn’t in that kind of sexual way because Chase was way into girls, but it did show just how much the twelve year old sandy haired kid had already become an integral part of our family in just a few days.
Tugging on my little brother’s arms indicating we should let them sleep some more I closed their door. My little fair haired scamp looked a little disappointed and I could tell he had wanted to go in and snuggle up with them, but I figured Allen probably hadn’t gotten much sleep since Micah tossed and turned about all night long.
“Come-on, let them sleep some more because I’m sure with you squirming around in bed all night long Allen probably didn’t get a lot of sleep. We don’t want him dozing off when we go to your competition.” I quipped seeing Micah immediately perking up.
“Really, you are coming with?” The little rascal squeaked excitedly as we walked back into our room, well that is to say I hobbled and he sauntered wiggling his butt around cutely. “But what about mom and dad?” He asked while I shrugged my shoulders and took a seat on my bed sighing in relief.
“Don’t be such a worry wart, we will figure it out.” I promised motioning for him to help me pick out some clothes so I could rest for a moment or two.
It took a little effort, but I managed to convince my mom to let me go to the competition. She could drop us off over at the indoor facility before heading out to her meetings, but she was worried about me getting too tired and how I would get back home. We went around and around about it until mom scrunched up her eyebrows and turned towards Allen asking if his folks could pick us up. The pre-teen had paused for several seconds looking a bit worried with his eyes flicking towards us before shrugging his shoulders. He told her he’d call up his foster parents, the ‘foster’ part catching my mom by surprise for a split second, but she recovered quickly saying if they were willing to pick us up so I wouldn’t have to walk home then she would be alright with it. Allen looked a little relieved since it didn’t appear as if it mattered to my mom about him being a foster kid, but why would it, after all so was Micah.
The decision to let me go and watch the competition got a big happy shout of excitement from Micah while my mom smiled and shook her head at the little scamp’s enthusiasm. She knew this was important to the younger boy so she also told him how both her and dad had discussed it last night and would be attending the competition for Sunday so they could watch the last of it and be there to support him. That got the little guy all worked up some more because he knew at the moment our folks were really busy and it meant they had to reshuffle their schedule around in order to make this work. Even though I was only eleven and Micah only ten we weren’t stupid and knew it probably meant they had to make up for the lost time at work and with the fund raising in other ways; especially, since they both were taking time off later this afternoon for my birthday.
The large indoor skate park was buzzing with activity now as I set aside the single crutch I was using to help support some of my weight when I walked. I leaned back into the seat and stretched my leg some. Mom had suggested I take the crutch even though I was walking around fairly well already saying I might end up getting tired later. I didn’t really want to look like a dweeb hobbling around on a crutch, but when I thought on it before we left the house I figured it wouldn’t hurt and it made sense.
Looking around I had to smile at all the excitement already starting to take hold in the skate park, despite it just having opened up its doors for the competitors only. We were able to get in early because we were with Micah, but the doors letting in the spectators would open up here in about five or ten minutes as I continued to scope out the set-up. Several sets of bleachers had been brought out surrounding the street plaza style arena complete with plenty of various ramps and rails, ledges and jumps, banks and hips amongst other things. Chase took us to our usual spot off to the side where there were some seats and where it was a bit more isolated, but with a great view of everything. The street plaza itself was a nice design with great lines and flow where a skater could transition from one obstacle to another performing various tricks.
The obstacle course itself had several features spread out along the plaza like a couple of jump boxes so riders could perform Ariel stunts and spins, driveways similar to a jump box but with flat banked take offs and landing, grind boxes and ledges so users could grind or slide along a metal edge attached to the box, several handrails and stairs of various designs for them to traverse, grind, jump, and perform other tricks, quarter pipes used as a starting point or for turning around on along with performing tricks, pyramids which was a great obstacle and could be ridden like a driveway or hipped ramp, flat banks mostly used by beginners who were getting used to inclines, hipped flat-banks which were similar to flat banks but for performing tricks on one incline and transferring to another incline, bowled corners designed to give a carving effect or for re-directing the rider to another part of the park, spine ramps which were two quarter pipes back to back so users could trick from one to another, wall rides designed to generate speed or see how high a skater could go up the vertical wall, Euro gaps and step ups for jumping up from low to high or vice versa with ledges down the side to grind on, and mini ramps for various tricks. The plaza had a little bit of everything which would provide the skaters plenty of opportunity to show just how sick they were on the board.
“How are you doing?” My older brother’s voice floated over towards me drawing my attention away from the plaza area where I was studying several of the skaters messing about and getting warmed up for the competition.
My expression must have said it all because both Allen and my older brother busted a gut. “What?” I asked feeling the grin on my mug spread even bigger.
“Nothing,” Allen chuckled, “just the expression on your face is all. You are like a kid in a candy store.” He stuck his tongue out at me and if it wasn’t so hilarious I would have leaned over and kissed him because at the moment he looked so damn cute making my heart skip several beats while I tried to get myself under control.
These feelings I was getting at times now around Allen really confused me, but were also kind of nice to have. It was like something different inside of me was beginning to come alive. I’ve sort of always liked boys and never much cared about what was going on with girls, but lately, the way I felt towards other boys was getting stronger. With Allen, there was just something about his eyes that made my heart melt. It wasn’t just the nice sky blue like colors, but something else; especially, the way he would look at me sometimes. At times I would catch his gaze lingering on me, the soft quiet boy making me sigh and yearn for…for what, I wondered my own laughter now bringing me back to the moment as I shoved those strange thoughts off to the side to think on some other time.
“Well duh,” I managed to reply without missing a beat and forcing myself out of the hazy state I tended to fall into lately when around other cute boys. “I mean…you know…it’s kind of nice to get out of the house. It’s only been a couple of days, but I’ve been feeling kind of…you know…,” I scrunched up my face trying to find the right words with my older brother chiming in and coming to the rescue.
“Like cabin fever.”
“Yeah, that’s it. Gawd, I don’t know how those mountain men types we see on those television shows can do it when they get snowed in. I’d die of boredom.” I chuckled, Micah’s blond hair sticking out from beneath his helmet catching my attention.
“It’s Micah.” I squeaked pointing to the smallest boy on the street plaza taking a session now, transitioning from one trick to another and busting out his technicals while he weaved himself through the older boys catching some of their attention now with some of them even commenting and giving the younger boy his props.
It looked kind of chaotic, but from experience I knew there were sort of these unwritten rules with how the skaters interacted while working their way through the various obstacles. There were a lot of friendly teasing and taunting going on between the competitors and I saw some of them now interacting with Micah in a good natured kind of way. It made me proud because the older boys were giving him plenty of props and I could see the smaller boy beaming with pride as well.
Most of the kids came from all around the local region. This wasn’t a big fancy event with a large money prize, but from what I gathered the owner of the skate park was sort of doing a test run with this event and if successful planed on hosting bigger ones in the future. In Micah’s age group the first place winner was going to receive two hundred dollars, second place one hundred dollars, and third place fifty dollars. In the older group the winner would get five hundred dollars, the second place two hundred, and third place a hundred. So not big prize money, but most skaters around here were in it for the fun, competition, and of course being able to show off their skill along with bragging rights.
Ever the dutiful older brother, Chase smiled at my enthusiasm while rummaging through one of the daypacks and pulling out a cozy little blanket. I actually thought it was a good idea because even though the building was heated I felt a little cold so didn’t complain when he tossed it over me. He seemed to notice me shivering a bit, but I smiled and waved it off assuring him I was fine. Still, the dutiful brother in him once more took over with him commenting he was going to get some hot cocoa for all of us. It actually sounded kind of nice and I nodded my head with Chase motioning for Allen to join him while I continued to watch my little rascally imp go through some of his moves.
The little urchin really was pretty good and already creating a buzz with some of the crowd now watching him as he ollied a twelve set (stairs) getting a lot of ooohs and aaahs from the gathered group of kids gazing down into the plaza from up above. He was so focused on what he was doing he didn’t even notice the crowd of young kids about his own age watching him intently. The younger boy continued to try out some moves for a while longer before going up a quarter pipe and kicking off leaving the plaza and making his way back over towards me. Along the way he was stopped by some of the kids who had been watching him wanting to chat. The smaller blond boy took it in stride and talked with the other kids a bit and it looked like he was having a good time.
Even though this wasn’t a major skateboarding event there were still some very well known names competing today and for Micah to be a part of this group meant he had to be good. When the leader board lit up, to my surprise I noticed that Micah was actually listed in the fifth position in the ranking for his group indicating he must have impressed the judges yesterday. The standing didn’t count for the points in the competition itself, but it did mean according to the judges he was in the fifth place in ranking at the start of it in regards to how he performed yesterday.
The little guy was beaming from ear to ear when he finally managed to scoot away from the knot of other kids making his way over towards me before taking a seat. “You are looking totally sick out there dude.” I ruffled his hair pointing towards the leader board with the little boy frowning in surprise.
“No way.” He squeaked excitedly.
“Yes way dude, and I’m sure by the end of it all you will show everyone what you’ve got.” I assured him just as my older brother and Allen worked their way back to us carrying several bags of snacks and drinks.
An older girl about Chase’s age was with them and it made me smile wondering if it was the girl my older brother had talked to me about. Not long ago I had confronted him when he was mopping about asking when he was finally going to get over his old girl already and move on. He grumbled about it to me, but to my surprise he actually opened up letting me know that there was a girl he was sort of thinking about lately. From his description this girl kind of fit the bill with long brunette hair and sharp pretty green eyes.
“Hey guys, this is Suzie. Mind if she joins us for a while?” He asked with me giving him a knowing smirk while he gave me that big brotherly ‘don’t cause any trouble or else’ kind of looks.
“Nah, it’s all good.” I chirped up with Micah smiling pleasantly and shrugging his shoulders, but definitely giving her the once over with what looked like an approval.
The little stinker really was starting to change in the way he looked at girls. I couldn’t really blame him though because she was every bit as pretty like Chase had described with cute little perky looking breasts just beneath her tight fitting shirt and nice soft curves where it mattered. She was soft yet I could tell there was also something very athletic about her. As she took a seat next to my older brother I had to admit they made for a cute couple and I kind of hoped maybe things would work out that way for him. Chase deserved to have a nice girl, not some slutty one that cheated on him.
“Here you go squirt.” My older brother teased Micah good naturedly handing over a nice cup of warm cocoa. “I had them put extra marshmallows in there for you since I sort of reneged on getting you one the other day.” He added, the little rascal giving my brother a big hug.
“Thanks Chase and that wasn’t your fault. Still, it’s delish.” The smaller blond haired boy admitted blowing on it and taking another sip and beaming happily.
“Here you go, Tim,” my older brother added handing me over one as well along with a bag full of snack items for later while we watched the competition.
“Thanks,” I smiled appreciatively also taking a sip of my hot cocoa and closing my eyes enjoying the warmth since I was a little cold despite the blanket before glancing over towards my brother while he settled in next to Suzie.
I didn’t know a lot about her, but from what my older brother told me she was a really nice girl and very well liked by her classmates. Unlike a lot of freshman and sophomore girls in high school she had refused to go out with any of the older junior and senior guys even though she had been asked by several of them already. Most girls would jump at the opportunity, but Chase had asked around about her a bit and according to her friends she only wanted to go out with a guy if she really liked him. Evidently, she didn’t want to get a bad reputation, which I thought said a lot about her.
Our little chatter box wasted no time and immediately beset her with the typical innocent kind of banter making us all chuckle and shake our heads. Micah was such a little charmer with a cute kind of personality that made it difficult not to like him as I now studied Allen who shot me a sideways glance and blushed. It made me kind of wonder what he thought about the pretty girl sitting next to him.
While we waited for the competition to begin a few friends trickled over to chat with us. I had some classmates asking about my leg and wondering when I was coming back to school. When I told them I’d be back on Monday they seemed happy and kind of excited. It wasn’t anything specific really and I suppose it was just the typical kind of reaction as in happy about having a friend back to hang around with while playing games or whatnot. Knowing that friends were looking forward to me coming back did make me feel good because it did sort of reinforce the whole having buddies thing.
At one point a girl Allen’s age came over for a few minutes and it was obvious she was flirting with the pre-teen. I saw him blushing several times at her light flirtatious kinds of touches as they stood off to the side talking about school and all. He seemed a little edgy about it, but hey he was only twelve and I’ve seen plenty of other guys his age, and even guys my own age, who got all tongue tied when a girl sort of hung around. Watching the girl flirting with the sandy haired boy made me feel kind of weird inside, once more confusing me with how I felt about certain things lately.
On the one hand I really didn’t mind and thought it was kind of nice for him to be making new friends, even with girls since I knew guys Allen’s age sort of began to take more notice of the opposite sex. Still, I kind of liked the pre-teen in that sort of other way too even though I knew most guys didn’t have the same kinds of feelings about certain things like me. I didn’t really know what all of it meant, but did understand that for me things were a lot different than they were for my friends. These feelings were a bit intense, but as I thought on it I suppose I’d probably still be confused about things if I had the same kinds of feelings towards girls.
From what my dad had talked to me about, and what my little chats with Chase revealed, I knew we all began to change in certain ways once we got older. I was only eleven years old, as of today, but even I knew this was all about sex, puberty, and just plain growing up. I liked the idea of growing up and being more independent, but it also scared me. There were so many things about getting older and my body changing that baffled me and mostly it had to do with how I felt about certain things. It was scary to know that in certain ways I was different than most of my other friends and what it might mean here in the near future. Deep down I knew no matter what: my parents, Chase, and Micah would always love me, but I still worried about certain stuff and how it might affect things at school and my friends. There was a lot of bullying going on at school in many different ways. It wasn’t just the physical fights and things, but in a lot of other ways too; like getting teased, people constantly pointing a finger at you, and ignoring you. There were a lot of little things that could make it kind of tough on a guy in school.
Settling back I winced, my leg beginning to ache a bit. I stretched it out working it a tad capturing my older brother’s scrutiny. “Are you alright?” He asked a little concerned while I smiled and nodded my head. “Maybe you should take your meds?” He suggested while I shook my head waving it off.
“Nah, it just got a little stiff is all. It’s feeling a lot better.” I lied wanting to hold off on my pain meds because they made me a tad loopy and sleepy.
If I took the pills it might make me too drowsy to enjoy watching the competition, and I certainly didn’t want to miss out on Micah’s performance. It was only a small throbbing in my leg and I was pretty sure I could handle it for now. The doctor had told me it might stiffen up and moving it around would help, but he warned me about overdoing things too soon so I worked my leg by moving it around some more and then settled back giving Micah a quick hug when he said he needed to get back because things were about to start.
Things began shortly afterwards with the first skater dropping into the arena taking his turn. They would be working themselves through according to their ranking starting at number ten and working their way to the number one slot. Micah’s group of ten to fourteen year olds would be first followed by the older boys in the fifteen year olds and up bracket. Once everyone got through their fist session the rankings on the leader board would reflect the order for the second round. Depending on where the competitors landed in the rankings from their first session would determine when they would take their turn in the second round. They planned on doing two sets today and the last one tomorrow, which sort of made sense. I figured it would be noon or early afternoon by the time they’d get through all the competitors in both age groups for the first session and probably mid-to late afternoon by the time they finish with the second one.
Each competitor was allowed fifteen minutes for their run and when Micah’s turn came up I held my breath. He dropped into the street plaza working his way through the obstacles. Everyone had their own style and way of working from one area to another performing their various tricks and Micah didn’t disappoint the crowd. He transitioned from one to another effortlessly his every move becoming more technical as he went along. He was totally sick on the board wowing the crowd when he grabbed plenty of air for a little guy. I could tell the judges were impressed and he set the standard for the other boys who were coming up after him. I was fairly certain he would move up at least one slot if not more.
My leg was throbbing now and I had no choice so took my medication. Even my forehead had beaded up with sweat as I leaned back seeing Allen look at me a little worried. Even though I was sweating my body shivered and I felt chilled. The pre-teen seemed to notice and wrapped his arm around my shoulder pulling me closer to him sharing his body heat. It seemed to work along with the medication and I began to relax continuing to watch the rest of the boys competing against Micah take their turn.
“You alright?” Allen whispered softly in my ear.
Nodding, I smiled appreciatively at the sandy haired boy, his pleasant musky like scent making me a little lightheaded. “Yeah, the pills will help with the ache, but thanks for cuddling up with me a little under the blanket. I was a little cold too.” I sighed leaning into him not caring if someone saw it or not and was glad he didn’t seem to mind either.
“It’s all good, just don’t overdo things. If you get too tired we will get you back home. I know you are feeling better and all, but if you do too much you might get sick, so let us know if you get too tired. Besides, don’t forget we are supposed to celebrate your birthday later on too.” He prompted as I nodded my head before allowing it to lean against his shoulder and chest keeping an eye on the current competitor and taking mental notes not only for points, but also for how I could improve my own technique.
The pills were working their magic and I was feeling much better by the time Micah sat down next to us his group all finished with the older boys taking their turn now. The drawback to taking my pills was that I could barely stay awake as I continued to watch some of the older guys. It made me smirk because I could tell even Micah was better than the lower ranking older boys and it gave me a sense of pride to know just how good my little brother was on the board.
When our little rascal settled into his seat grabbing a bite to eat he was all smiles because like I had predicted he indeed moved up one slot and now sat firmly in fourth place knocking on the door of third place points wise. I smiled softly because he was so energized while I couldn’t keep my eyes open any more and felt myself drifting off in that sort of in-between state all cuddled up in Allen’s arms. I could detect his mild pre-teen like aroma that was slightly stronger than Micah’s, but not as potent like Chase’s. He really did smell like cookies and dirt, all boy, I smiled to myself yawning and deciding to close my eyes just for a second or two.
The twelve year old boy looked down at Tim who was slumped in his arms now and could tell the sandy haired boy was all tuckered out. The younger boy had put on a good fight hanging in there for his little brother and even making it through some of the other older competitors, but Allen could tell it was just too much for the birthday boy. They had all promised Mrs. Miner to call his foster parents if it became too much and with the birthday celebration coming up later on in the day Allen thought it might be a good idea to get the younger boy home. Turning towards Chase the twelve year old boy stared in stunned shock unsure of what he should do at the moment.
The older teen had brought over a girl to sit with them and watch the competition, but throughout it all the two of them had been sort of flirting around with one another. The twelve year old boy had smirked knowingly and tried not to intrude or horn in with what he figured was the typical types of messing around between two teenagers. He had ignored the older boy and girl throughout the entire time even though he was sitting right next to them, but now as he turned his attention to Chase all he could do was gawk and blush because the two teens where going at it kind of hot and heavy. They were necking and he watched mesmerized as the girl reached down and suddenly cupped the teen’s crotch. It not only made Chase jump in shock at the overt groping, but the twelve year old boy flinched as well his eyes widening in stunned disbelief.
It wasn’t just the girl groping the other boy, but also what he noticed between the teen’s legs. There was a very prominent thick bulge pressing against the teen’s pants and it was obvious he was completely hard. The outline looked extremely thick even though Allen couldn’t truly gauge the other boy’s size as far as length was concerned. Still, it seemed really big at the moment, the jolting movement from Chase after being groped forcing the twelve year old boy to look away and blush. He was a little ashamed about having actually stared while the two teens were making out, not to mention gawking a bit enviously at another boy’s stuff.
The gentle steady breathing coming from the younger boy cuddled in his arms made him sigh and take another chance at looking back over towards Chase. He didn’t have a phone with him, but the teen had one and he needed the other boy to call up his foster parents so they could come and pick up Tim. Glancing over he was relieved to notice the teen was sitting up now and glancing towards his eleven year old brother. Allen held up his hand to his ear pretending as if he was holding a phone and Chase nodded indicating he understood because he bent over and reached into his bag, the small wince crossing his features not going unnoticed. The thin lanky boy chuckled inwardly because as the other teen straightened up in his seat he reached down with his hand needing to adjust that large beast inside of his pants. It also got a knowing smirk from the girl who was watching his every move and looking very pleased with herself at having such an affect on the other boy. It was obvious she was a bit of a tease, but in a good way.
On some level it kind of made the long sandy haired boy jealous wishing he was the one messing around with the older boy, but knew it simply wasn’t in the cards. The teen had made it very clear to the thin lanky boy last night how he didn’t mind having the other kid as a friend even if he was gay, but that he himself was very much into girls so not interested in the boy in a sexual way. It really didn’t bother the twelve year old boy and he had basically been relieved the older boy had accepted him despite being gay; still, it didn’t mean he couldn’t wish it was different as he reached over shaking Tim’s shoulder.
Even though I really wasn’t asleep the slight jostling of my shoulders kind of caught me off guard and my eyes immediately popped open with both Chase and Allen looking at me a bit worried. Glancing over my shoulders I could also see the concerned look coming from Micah as I smiled and sat up. Even Suzie looked a bit worried over me.
“I’m fine guys; just a little tired from my meds is all.” I yawned with my older brother nodding his head.
“It’s cool Tim, I just called up Allen’s folks and they are heading over now to pick you up.” He stated, the ‘Allen’s folks’ reference not going unnoticed by me as I glanced over at Suzie realizing my brother was being a bit cautious knowing how Allen was still a little sensitive about his own foster kid situation.
“Oh, but…,” I started to protest, noticing my bigger brother’s features turning firm so I just nodded knowing he was probably right.
“I’ll stay here with Micah and bring him home afterwards. Allen can go with you, if it is alright with him, and keep you company until we get home. You should just relax a little Tim because we are still going to be celebrating a little later on for your birthday and you don’t want to be too tuckered out.” He smiled fondly at me before glancing over at Allen who nodded indicating he was fine with the arrangements.
Even Micah was alright with it giving me a big hug. “Thanks for coming and watching me. That was totally ‘sick’ of you.” He teased emphasizing ‘sick’ to mean it in a couple of ways since I wasn’t feeling too well and also because he appreciated my support and thought it was cool.
“Thanks Micah and no biggie. I love watching you out there on the board. Just keep the pressure up and have fun. That’s the most important thing…to have fun no matter what happens.” I smiled reaching for my crutch so I could make my way out to the exit.
It was cold and raining buckets outside so I was kind of glad to have a ride home with Allen sitting next to me in the car. Mr. Jefferson was an older guy and I figured probably in his sixties, but really nice making sure I was alright and asking if I was positive about going home offering instead to take us over to his place until my parents got back. I assured him everything was fine and it was just my pills making me a bit woozy. He accepted it and after helping me into the house stated he was only a phone call away and just across the street if we needed anything. I could tell Allen seemed kind of happy about how concerned his foster parents were and even I had to admit it was nice knowing there was someone close by in case we needed it.
With Allen’s help I managed to get upstairs, but was sweating by the time I sat down on my bed. “Are you sure everything is alright?” The pre-teen asked while I nodded appreciatively.
“Yeah, it’s just a little tough going up the stairs. Man, now I know how old people feel.” I giggled shaking my head hearing the other boy laughing as well.
“Gawd, you are such a dork for real.” Allen smiled taking a seat next to me on the bed, but I could tell he was still worried about my leg though and probably how tired I looked.
“Don’t worry, for real Allen. I’m fine, I promise.” I yawned shaking my head to fight off my sleepiness. “Damn, I hate these pills because they make me kind of tired zapping the energy right out of me. I shouldn’t have taken them.” I insisted while he arched his eyebrows.
“Yeah, well if your leg hurts then you should.” He argued while I shrugged.
“Nah, my leg isn’t that bad anymore. Just a little achy is all and I’m sure by tomorrow I should be getting around just fine. I think I’ll ask my parents if I can stop taking the prescription pain meds and maybe take Tylenol or Ibuprofen.” I winced and moved my leg which was starting to stiffen up seeing his look of concern again.
“Stop it already.” I admonished motioning for him to help me get more comfortable on the bed.
Helping me take off my jacket and setting it off to the side, the older boy gently eased me on to my bed leaning in and lifting me up slightly so he could move me back up against the fluffed up pillows. I could feel his pretty blue eyes studying me intently, the concern and affection clearly visible as I started to ease back into the pillows sighing in relief.
“Thanks for…,” I began to mumble turning my head towards the twelve year old boy just as Allen was leaning in closer to me right at the same time.
My eyes flared open in surprise when I felt his lips pressing up against mine, and it seemed to shock him too as something inside of me suddenly exploded into a million pieces and time began to slow down. It was obvious the kiss was impulsive on his part and had been meant for my cheek, but just as he leaned in I had turned my head towards him. What had been meant as a quick impulsive friendly or brotherly like kiss on the cheek ended up being more than simply an innocent kiss. I’ve kissed Micah and my older brother before, but this felt totally different with my breath catching in my chest, my mind exploding into a million different bright lights, and my body tingling all over. Even my small little bb’s lurched in their pouch while my penis twitched around wildly. It was an experience I’d never forget in my entire life even though it broke off just as suddenly like it began. Even time suddenly jerked back into forward motion leaving me reeling and a bit out of sorts.
My head was spinning when the older boy immediately pulled back in stunned shock at what he had just done leaving behind the faintest taste of hot chocolate making me lick my lips impulsively. Damn, even his mouth tasted fantastic making me woozy as his pre-teen musky like scent now wafted towards me adding to my euphoric like experience. Today, he wasn’t wearing that body spray, but he still smelled delicious like…like…I scrunched up my face trying to focus because I was dizzy, but only able to think of cookies and dirt. That was it, like he had told me yesterday, he too smelled like cookies and dirt, the thought making me smile as I now tried to focus on what he was saying.
“Oh…I…I…shit…I didn’t mean to….I mean…shit…Tim…I…I…,” The twelve year old boy was sitting there staring at me in stunned disbelief with worry and fear etched all over his features adding to my confusion and disappointment because it was obvious he hadn’t enjoyed the kiss like I had.
“Tim…I…I’m so sorry. I…I don’t know what got into me. I…I mean, I’ve never done anything like that before, you know, just sort of kissing someone. I mean, yeah sometimes like with my mom, you know, innocent like and that’s what I was going to do with you…um…like on the cheek. I mean…it’s just I see you and your brothers hugging and kissing like that all the time, and I don’t know, I just felt…you know…,” He paused saying it all in one breath sucking in air before continuing, but now a bit more slower.
“Tim, for real I didn’t mean to kiss you like that. I shouldn’t even be doing that on your cheek. I mean guys just don’t do that kind of stuff.” He added looking at me with his eyes welling up a little and then widening when he realized how his comment might have sounded. “Not that you and your brothers…I mean…I know it is different with you and your brothers…you know hugging and kissing and all.” He tried to clarify just about ready to burst into tears. “Shit…this isn’t coming out right at all. I…I’m really sorry about everything.” He sniffled starting to get up.
“Wait…please don’t go.” I told him reaching out and grabbing his wrist to stop him. “I…I really didn’t mind…you know the kiss. I mean…it…it was kind of nice…you know. I…I like you Allen…I mean…you’re like my best friend ever. I…I didn’t mind…really.” I told him softly totally dazed by what just happened and the way it made me feel, but also knowing I didn’t want him to feel bad about it.
It was obvious this whole thing upset him and it appeared like he hadn’t enjoyed it the same way as me. The kiss had lasted for only a split second, but it changed something inside of me because it was unlike anything I had ever experienced before in my entire life. Sure, I’ve kissed my parents and even my older brother and I sort of liked those too because they made me feel good in a way that I knew was love in a family kind of way. I’ve even kissed Micah plenty of times. At first those kisses were a little different from how it made me feel when I kissed my older brother and parents, but it was nice too; almost exciting and kind of close to how it had felt just now with Allen, yet also not as intense. Over time though, even that had changed between me and the younger blonde boy. Now when I kissed him I felt the warmth of love spreading inside of me, but it was similar to the loving kind of feeling I felt towards my older brother and my parents.
With Allen though, the kiss had been completely different. It was exciting, confusing, and made my skin on the outside come alive while on the inside I felt all tingly. It made me dizzy and giddy all at once, and it made me feel wonderful, like the love I felt for my family but ten times stronger. There was something about Allen and his kiss that made me feel in a way that was special.
It had gotten quiet with both of us in our own thoughts as I now studied the pre-teen who sat there silently with a sort of bemused look on his features. He really was cute with his thin frame and soft features. I loved the way his lengthy dark natural blonde hair like the color of wheat with the long beachy or skateboarder style look complimented his boyish features. I wondered what it would feel like to run my fingers through his sandy colored mane. The older boy’s straight lengthy hair framed his long and thin rectangular shaped face emphasizing his boyish angular features and diamond like attributes where they narrowed at the eye and jaw line. There was something about his calm blue eyes, perky nose, and adorable sweet tasting mouth, the very one which had just kissed me, that made my heart skip a beat. I thought he was very handsome in that cute kind of boyish way and I started to realize I was feeling things for him in the same way other boys probably did towards girls. These feelings felt natural to me, but I was still confused by them because I knew my friends would never understand it.
My eyes traveled over his lanky frame making me shiver because I wanted to reach out and run my hands all over him. He was wearing a light blue colored loose fitting shirt matching his tight fitting jeans which tried to conceal the hump that had just formed between his legs. I could tell he was floating a u-boat just beneath the surface of the stiff cottony material because it was testing the boundaries trying to find a gap into open waters. It made me shiver wondering what he looked like down there. I knew he was uncomfortable about what just happened and I suppose the excitement and nervousness had the typical kind of reaction occurring in the basement department. I hated it when I’d pop a stiffie at the oddest moments and it appeared to be happening more often lately.
The slight aching feeling in my leg was a reminder I probably needed to have my bandages changed as well. Biting my lower lip I sort of wondered if maybe Allen would be willing to do that for me. He’s already seen my dickie, or rather pecker, I thought to myself and shaking my head because I was trying to get away from the whole childish way of thinking about my stuff. Allen’s seen me naked before and I’ve even popped a stiffie in front of him so it wasn’t like he didn’t know what I had down there. Of course he had appeared a little nervous about it. I suppose I could wait for Chase to get back, but that might still be a while and I didn’t see any harm in having Allen do it if he was alright with it.
“Allen?” I broke the silence, the other boy glancing over towards me and blushing still looking a little ashamed about what had happened.
“Um…yeah.” He replied softly.
“I…uh…do you think you could help me out?” I asked noticing the pre-teen furling his eyes questioningly making me chuckle before clarifying.
“Well…uh...Chase has been sort of changing the bandages on my leg and all, but he probably won’t be back for a little bit so I was kind of wondering…you know…if you could sort of help me out with it…you know…getting them changed out?” I asked seeing the boy glance down to my leg, up by my crotch, before tearing his eyes away from my own little boner that was pitching a tent in my sweatpants and swallowing down a lump in his throat.
“I…,” his voice squeaked a little before he cleared his throat and tried again shaking his head. “I…uh…I’m not so sure I should…I mean…what if I do it wrong?” He asked a little anxiously, but I could tell it was only a part of his worry and the other part probably had to do with me being naked in front of him again.
I suppose since he wasn’t into guys it could make him feel a bit uncomfortable being around a naked boy. I’ve always liked boys and didn’t mind if they saw me undressed. Of course my brothers were used to it too, but I wondered if they felt uncomfortable around other boys that were naked. I mean Micah used to take showers in those public places so probably saw plenty of other nude boys too, but we never talked about how it made him feel to be undressed around them. My older brother took showers in school around other boys his own age. He had said at first it was kind of weird and all, but now everyone was sort of used to it and just tried to get cleaned up and dressed afterwards. I couldn’t wait until I got to take showers in school with my friends, but I was beginning to realize it was different for me and that I’d have to be careful about it.
Of course Allen didn’t take showers yet in school either since he was only twelve. He’d have to next year, and I could tell it would probably be a little embarrassing for him. I suppose it was probably awkward for just about most boys, but Chase seemed to indicate everyone sort of got used to it before too long. Unlike most of the other boys I wasn’t uncomfortable with the idea of taking showers in school, but I did worry about popping a stiffie in front of them. Not that some of my friends hadn’t seen my pecker get hard before, but I knew popping wood in front of them while we were all naked and taking a shower wouldn’t be a good idea.
“Please Allen…I’ll tell you what to do and it won’t take too long. Then I won’t have to worry about it later on.” I told him and not waiting for a reply lifted up my hips and pulled down my sweatpants and underwear at the same time while his eyes flared out in alarm and he swallowed hard again.
He seemed to hesitate for a second or two before finally sighing and helping me out of my sweatpants and underwear leaving my little two and a quarter inch dinger pointing straight up in the air. “What, I can’t help it.” I giggled a bit naughtily while he rolled his eyes and shook his head.
“Damn, for real Tim. I can’t believe this doesn’t bother you.” He pointed out seriously while I shrugged my shoulders.
“It’s not like you haven’t already seen me before and there’s no one else around so you don’t have to worry about people finding out about it. Besides, you’re my friend so why should it bother me.” I shrugged really not understanding what the big deal was about it.
Allen gazed up into my eyes his cheeks burning red and looking a little embarrassed by it all, but managed to ignore my nakedness as he swallowed and tried to relax. “Um…alright, but you’ve gotta promise me this won’t get out to people. I mean for real, some guys just wouldn’t understand…you know how it is.” He spoke softly turning his head away almost as if he was trying not to cry about something.
It was kind of a strange reaction and I scrunched up my own face wondering what was going on with him, but I didn’t want to pry so reached over and placed my hand over his. “I won’t say anything Allen, I promise. If you really don’t want to do this then I’ll wait until Chase gets home.” I added feeling bad at how I had just sort of put him in a corner.
The pre-teen glanced back over at me for several seconds before the corners of his mouth twitched into a hesitant smirk. “Gawd, you’re such a dork…you know that right?” He chuckled shaking his head and sighing. “Nah, you’ve already gone starkers so we might as well get it over with…what do you want me to do?” He smiled shaking his head with his eyes flittering briefly over towards my stiff cocklet before glancing away nervously.
Walking him through what he needed to do wasn’t really all that difficult since he had seen Chase doing it and he was very careful and focused on his task. Once he started he began to relax, focusing on my surgery wound. When he removed the large band-aid like bandage he had winced getting a little teary eyed wondering if it didn’t hurt. I explained it actually looked a lot better than it had before telling him to look for any puffiness around the red angry looking scar. I felt his soft fingers probing around the scar area and shivered because it actually felt kind of nice. It made me wonder what it would feel like if he were to rub my hard pecker like I did at night sometimes. The thought made my penis twitch, but thankfully Allen was focused on my wound and hadn’t noticed because it would have probably weirded him out.
After taking a close look he announced it seemed fine so began to apply the ointment I had gotten from the doctor being careful not to brush up against my tight little boy bag. Even though I had my leg angled outwards the surgery cut was so close to my small boy baubles it was difficult to work around and not touch something. As he put the large band-aid like covering over my cut I felt the back of his fingers brushing up along the side of my ball bag making me gasp in shock from the intense tingling sensation that wracked my innards because of the sensuous like touch. My little testes immediately jolted upwards with my hard penis jerking catching Allen by surprise as well.
“Oh…I…oh fuck…I…I…didn’t mean it…I mean…it was an accident.” He mumbled apologetically immediately snatching his hand back while his eyes bugged out of his head, but unable to tear his gaze away at my spastic little drill bit as it jerked a couple of more times reflexively because of the innocent touch.
“It…it’s alright,” I gasped letting out my own little nervous giggle while my body settled back down from the unexpected sensation which had ripped through my body. “Besides, it’s not like you can really help it. Here, just wrap it back up and don’t worry about it so much. You will probably brush up against my nards again anyway when you wrap the gauze around my leg.” I pointed out with his big pretty blue eyes gazing up into mine a bit shocked by my comment. “I promise Allen, it’ll be alright.” I smiled softly letting him know I didn’t mind since it had to be done anyway.
He swallowed again and shook his head, but finally sighed and began to bind up my leg. I watched the other boy as he gently wrapped up my leg brushing against my tenders every once in a while. I kind of liked it when the back of his fingers brushed up against my little bag and wondered what it would feel like to touch him down there too. It’s strange, but he’s gotten a real close look at me and even Micah, but I didn’t even know what he looked like down there naked. The idea of seeing him undressed made my insides tingle and unable to help myself I reached down and pinched the tip of my knob noticing the other boy pause for a second with what he was doing before finishing up and securing it in place with those metal clips.
His eyes were riveted now on what I was doing, his cheeks turning red making me giggle. “What?” He asked finally looking up, but knowing I had caught him staring.
“Nothing, it’s just…,” I shrugged leaving what I was thinking unsaid.
It seemed to capture his attention as he furled his eyebrows. “Just what?”
“Nothing really…I mean…I was just wondering if…,” Now it was my turn to pause and bite my lower lip timidly because he was nervous enough about things without me getting into something a bit private.
He had been hunched over my leg and now sat up straighter while arching his eyebrows at me questioningly urging me on. “Um…can I ask you something private?” I wondered seeing him pause and his face hardening for a second or two.
The sandy haired boy merely stared at me for a few seconds as if debating before his features softened and he shrugged his shoulders coming to a decision. It was in that moment when something seemed to change inside of Allen. It was almost like he let down some of his defensive walls. I could tell he was still a little shy and guarded about things, but he also seemed a bit more resigned and laid back. I saw it in his eyes and realized I had noticed before something a little different about them and it dawned on me it was because of the defensive walls he had erected.
When he flashed me a quick smile and sighed my heart skipped a beat sending my mind in a million directions. “Yeah…sure. I mean…like you said we are friends…um…best friends…so yeah…I guess you can ask me whatever you want.” He spoke ever so softly catching me by complete surprise because I could tell he really meant it.
It got quiet while I mulled things over in my mind, the two of us staring at each other for a few more seconds before I noticed his eyes flicking towards my stiff dickie that I was piddling with my finger and thumb before quickly glancing away. “Um…sooooo…,” he prompted bringing me out of my hazy state and making me blush now as I shrugged my shoulders hesitantly.
“Geeze, you’re such a dweeb,” His eyes twinkled playfully while he chuckled and shook his head. “For real dude…I mean you are lying there all starkers with a boner to boot and you are getting all embarrassed and shy. I mean it can’t be any worse than you laying there fiddling around with that pecker of yours.” He suddenly burst out in a fit of laughter shaking his head and holding up his hand when he saw my mock pout.
“Oh no you don’t…I know better than to fall for that already.” He continued to laugh and unable to help myself I began to giggle as well.
It was good to see him laughing about the situation. I mean it had to be kind of uncomfortable for him with the two of us on my bed and me completely naked like this. He seemed a little more relaxed by it now though so when he once more raised his eyebrows questioningly I chuckled and rolled my shoulders.
Turning towards him I looked into his eyes and biting my lower lip exhaled softly. “Well…uh…you see…I was just sort of wondering if you…um…well…you know fiddled around with your dickie…er…I mean pecker. You know…making it feel good and all?” I finally asked softly, averting my gaze and blushing because even I knew this was kind of something private.
From the corner of my vision I could see the pre-teen’s mouth opening and closing several times before he sort of squeaked out. “You mean…,” he began before clearing his throat, but his voice still vibrating nervously. “You mean…like jacking off?” He asked softly looking around to make sure no one was listening, his whole face having turned beet red with embarrassment.
I’ve heard about jacking off plenty of times now through the gossiping sessions with my friends and some chats I’ve had with my older brother so nodded my head. “Yeah, you know, like making it feel good and all. I mean, I do it all the time…well…not like all the time. Actually, just every once in a while, but lately I’ve been getting the urge to do it more often…you know…because it feels really good and all.” I stated softly feeling the heat in my cheeks rise because I’ve now admitted to doing something kind of private and naughty to a friend, which I’ve never done before, ever.
Glancing over towards Allen the pre-teen seemed to be studying me for a few seconds before realizing I was kind of waiting for an answer. “Oh…um…I…I…,” he shrugged his shoulders and blushed.
It was an awkward situation for him and I kind of felt bad about it so was going to tell him never mind when he managed to speak up. “Well, I guess so. I mean, it’s not something you should feel bad about you know. I mean, most guys as they get older start to do that sort of thing and I guess more often once they get closer to puberty. It’s only natural; especially, older guys who are always horny.” He managed to get out with a little chuckle due to the whole ‘horny’ thing.
“So you…um…you jack off too then?” I asked sitting up a bit straighter, curious about it now while he blushed and smiled before glancing away.
“Yeah, sure, I guess. I mean…you know…like you said it feels really good and all.” He glanced back towards me flashing a quick nervous smile and blushing again which the two of us were doing a lot of now.
“So how often?” I asked curiously urged on by the way he was willing to talk about it with me.
His eyes snapped back over towards me, his mouth opening and closing cutely again before he let out a chuckle. “Shit…you really are a twat you know. Alright, if you want to know, yes, I jack off all the time, everyday if I can since anymore it’s like I’m always horny.” He admitted furling his eyes at me for a moment while the two of us stared at each other kind of surprised by the mutual admissions, direction, and topic of discussion.
It was finally too much and I began to giggle, which immediately evolved into an outright belly laugh with him busting up too unable to contain it any more. It felt good to laugh about something so private and naughty. I noticed him reaching down and adjusting his boner which made me bust up even more earning me a firm punch in the arm because he realized I had seen him do it.
“Gawd, you are such a pervert.” He teased while I stuck my tongue out at him.
“Yeah, well it looks like you are the horny one.” I criticized back while he laughed and nodded towards my erection.
“You’re one to talk.” He giggled pointedly and shaking his head. “Shit for real dude, I can’t believe you really don’t mind letting it all hang out like that; especially, all boned up to boot.” He chuckled shaking his head while I shrugged.
“I can’t help it, I’m kind of horny. I mean, it’s been a couple of days since I’ve, you know, and then it was like several days before then because of the surgery and stuff. It just seems like lately I’m always horny; especially, now after the surgery and stuff and not being able to…you know…mess around with myself.” I sighed seeing him looking at me kind of weirdly.
“Oh…,” was all he could manage at the moment while I focused on my little cocklet and began stroking it with my thumb and finger feeling the familiar like tingling sensation.
“Um…Tim…what are you doing?” He asked me a bit taken aback.
“I can’t take it anymore, I’m horny.” I admitted looking up and pausing while he turned almost completely pale by my proclamation. “What? We’ve just talked about it and all so it isn’t as if you don’t know I do that sort of thing.” I pointed out.
“Yeah…but…but…shit dude…for real…you aren’t going to…like right now?” He asked a bit shocked his eyes getting big and round.
“Sure, why not, I’m horny,” I giggled naughtily. “Come-on, I know you’re horny too.” I giggled. “It’d be kind of cool to…you know…do it together…at the same time.” I added glancing down at his crotch while he noticed me looking and reflexively covered up his obvious boner.
“You’re kidding.” He squeaked a bit shocked.
“Why not…I mean…you’re horny, I’m horny, and no one else is around. I’ve never jacked off around someone else and it could be kind of…you know…fun.” I added reaching out and grabbing him by the arm tugging him towards me.
He resisted, but I pulled on him some more and to my surprise he actually crawled next to me. I suppose it was more in response to my tug than any real willingness because he looked totally bewildered and confused by the quick turn of events. He settled back and seemed to come out of his perplexed state starting to shift away, but I wrapped my left arm around his shoulders, the closeness of his body making me quiver excitedly.
“Just relax, it’ll be cool, you’ll see.” I smiled at him gazing into his soft blue eyes seeing mixed emotions behind the guarded veil of secrets.
“I…I can’t do this.” He smiled nervously while I gave him a quick hug.
“Sure you can…it’ll be fun.” I insisted. “Besides, it’s my birthday and you didn’t give me a present yet.” I added with him gawking at me.
“B…but you said…um…you said…not to.” he squeaked nervously.
“Pleeeeease Allen, for me…it’ll be fun…you’ll see.” I pleaded really wanting to see him naked and do something a little naughty with the other boy.
“No…you…you don’t understand…I…I…,” he scrunched up his face glancing down at my nakedness almost as if he was totally awestruck by the situation.
He was nervous and I was too, but I was also really horny; especially, now that I could feel the warmth of his body next to mine and smell his slightly musky like pre-teen scent. It was too much for me and whether or not he joined in didn’t matter so much anymore because I was just too horny. Reaching down I began to fiddle around with my extremely hard two and a quarter inch erection letting my finger and thumb do their magic. The familiar tingling sensation began to bubble up to the surface and I knew it wouldn’t take much for me to get off. Glancing up I noticed the way Allen was staring at what I was doing. My eyes instinctively traveled down towards his crotch and I could see his finger and thumb running up and down the length of his own erection which had formed a sleek smooth outline just below the fabric of his red jeans.
It was the fist time I had any indication of what he had down there as my eyes widened even further when I saw him reach up and unsnap the clasp on his jeans. I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks because it looked like Allen might actually join in with me. My eyes were totally riveted on him now as my own fingers continued to manipulate my stiff tuber and small little ball sack getting excited when his fingers slowly pulled down his zipper. I nearly gasped when the flaps spread open revealing the tenting inside of his white boy’s briefs. The pre-teen seemed to hesitate at this moment and when I glanced up his face was furled up and he was biting his lower lip anxiously. He looked down into my eyes and I smiled back reassuringly.
“It’ll be cool.” I gasped softly my body quivering due to the intensity of the moment, slowing down my own stroking so I wouldn’t go too far before I was ready.
Glancing back down I licked my lips in anticipation my eyes widening when I saw him hooking his thumbs in the front of his briefs and tug downwards tucking the gummy waistband beneath his ball sack. “Oh gawd, that’s so fucking hot.” I rasped when the pre-teen’s boner popped into view for the very first time. “Oh…oh shit…that’s awesome.” I croaked noticing the sleek length of the sandy haired boy’s erection.
It was long and very slim, no thicker than mine, but at least twice as long making me shiver excitedly. He had a nice smooth ball sack and like me he was still hairless too, somehow making me feel as if that was way sexy. The length of his erection kind of surprised me since he had indicated he was about the same size as me. As I eyed it I figured he had to be a good four and a half inches long, but it was about as thin around like mine, no thicker than my thumb, making it kind of thin and wiry looking, almost like his body which sort of made sense in a way. I almost giggled because I realized his pecker was long and lanky just like the rest of him with a cute helmet shaped bell end.
A lump had formed in my throat and I had to swallow hard as I watched his left hand reaching down and cupping his ample sized nards in their silky like pouch. Despite the gummy band of his underwear tucked beneath his skin purse they still looked soft and supple as he began to roll his cork sized testicles around in his fingers.
“Whoa, way cool…nice.” I whispered softly my body quivering excitedly because like the rest of him his boy kit was beautiful.
Glancing up I noticed Allen’s face furling, his eyes flittering down checking himself out before looking back over towards me. “Really…I mean…you think it looks nice.” He asked nervously not so sure.
“Oh yeah, way nice dude. It’s longer than I expected though since you said it was about the same size like mine.” I admitted bending forward slightly for a closer look before sitting back up and glancing into his eyes blushing at having simply leaned in like that, but he didn’t seem bothered by it.
“Um…yeah…well…it really isn’t bigger than yours. I mean, it just gets long like that…you know…when I get a boner, but when it is soft it’s a lot like yours.”
“Whoa, that’s wicked cool,” I admitted glancing down at mine wondering why it didn’t get long like his, but then again Micah’s and Chase’s didn’t get twice as long either.
“I still don’t have any pubes or anything yet which totally sucks. I mean, kids my age are supposed to have hairs down there already or at least having some beginning to sprout.” He added while I shrugged my shoulders.
“I like how you look down there now. I suppose you would look nice with some hairs like Chase has down there, but I’ve seen some older guys before and some are way too hairy. It’s kind of nasty I think to have too much.” I admitted as he seemed to think on it for a moment before blushing because he sort of realized we were not only talking about this stuff, but he was actually naked as well.
“Oh gawd, I can’t believe I’m doing this.” He squeaked nervously his hands now covering up his boy goods.
“Hey no fair.” I chuckled shaking my head. “Dude, it’s too late to go back now, I’ve already seen it. Besides, you have nothing to worry about or need to hide. You look sexy hot down there.” I giggled focusing on my own little two plus inch gherkin needing a little bit of relief because I was really horny now.
My finger and thumb once more began their little stroking motions and when I glanced back over I noticed Allen had started up on his own pickle, but unlike me he was using his entire fist. It was so damn sexy hot watching how his closed mits ran up and down the length of his sleek drill bit slipping over his helmet shaped bell end before it poked back into view. It sort of reminded me of how Micah’s looked when it slid in and out of view because of his foreskin. Allen was circumcised though just like me and Chase, still his pumping fist along the thin shaft sort of reminded me of someone with foreskin.
It was sexy hot watching the older boy fisting his tube steak like that with each downward stroke pounding up against his sagging pouch making it jiggle around. My eyes widened in pleasant surprise when I thought I detected his two chestnut sized truffles begin to squirm around in their enclosure. He was jacking off using his right hand while his left hand ran along the flat surface of his pasty looking skin just above his penis. In my imagination I could see him with pubic hair and jacking off like this while his left hand ran through sandy blonde colored pubes making me shudder even more.
Everything about what we were doing together made my body burn hotly and I could already feel the my giggle berries begin to squirm around excitedly indicating I was getting really close now. Feeling Allen’s soft warm body so close to me during such an intimate moment felt totally wicked and nothing like I’ve ever experienced before, even with Micah. This was somehow different and more intense than the experiences I had with the little blond boy. With Allen it felt deeper and somehow more real as I leaned into him feeling the older boy shift closer as well. He paused for a moment and wrapped his right arm around my shoulders pulling me closer to him and shifted to jacking off with his left hand now. His motions weren’t as smooth and I could tell he wasn’t used to using his left hand to jack off, but it seemed like he was enjoying it enough because I could feel him starting to tense up.
Our hips and thighs continued to rub up against one another my only regret that he wasn’t naked like me so it could be his soft skin rubbing up against mine. It was still stimulating because of his closeness as our legs and feet began to bump up against one another. Even his scent which was oddly different now made me a little dizzy. It took me a moment to realize it was different because he was now sweating, his body emitting a sort of sex like scent most of us produced when we did the naughty.
Glancing downwards my eyes widened at the plum colored tinge to the boy’s flared out nozzle and the reddened shaft from the friction of his hammer hand. It became too much and I felt my testicles suddenly lurching upwards while the familiar like exhilarating sensation slammed into my small body forcing me to squeak in pleasure.
“Eeeep, uuumph, uuuumph, aaaaaahhhhhh, eeeep,” I jolted my penis shooting blank pellets while my toes curled and I grunted blissfully all the while staring at the pre-teen’s cock being furiously pumped in his left hand.
I could feel my penis continuing to jerk in spastic little twitches and when I glanced up for a quick look I noticed Allen staring wide eyed at my pecker and balls during my orgasm. His features looked so damn cute with his mouth hanging open slightly and the tip of his tongue poking out on the side. Then his face started to transition and I looked down just in time to see him begin his own pleasurable journey.
To my total surprise I saw the tip of his penis start to glisten damply and instantly knew what it was making me smile in appreciation. I’ve seen Chase erupt before and even though no huge stringy like globes came screaming out the tip of Allen’s bell end I knew he definitely was squirting. Him squirting stuff was another pleasant surprise to add to the list along with that hard long sleek schlong between his legs.
“I…I…I’m gonna…,” the older boy gasped before suddenly lurching and arching his back slightly off the mattress.
Even the toes in his socks curled just like mine as I watched in total fascination while his marbles suddenly jerked upwards and the tip of his penis flared out exposing another bead of his oozing boy juice.
“Aaaaarph, uuuumph, uuuumph, aaaaaahhhhhh, oooomph, oooomph, oooomph,” he grunted while he continued to slide his fist up and down the long thin tubular dowel.
It was amazing to watch the other boy’s nuggets jolting up and down while his penis continued to vibrate almost as if it were humming. Then with one final lung of his hips he suddenly collapsed back on to the mattress sucking in air and wheezing.
“Oh gawd…oh gawd,” he rasped his eyes still locked on my own penis which had already shriveled up until nothing but my tip end was showing poking out from my body like a little toggle switch.
We were both breathing hard and staring at each other. I couldn’t resist the urge so reached over and ran my thumb and finger over his sensitive bell end scooping up some of the slimy substance.
“Ouch…what the fuck.” Allen yelped, his body jerking because he was really sensitive down there as he quickly reached down and unhooked the waistband of his underwear from beneath his nut sack and tucked his stuff away from view.
The sandy haired boy hastily buttoned up his jeans and zipped up hiding the evidence of his naughty deed while cupping himself protectively. I was sad to see his beautiful pecker and truffles being tucked away while also a little disappointed that I wouldn’t get to see it softening up. At the moment it really didn’t matter because I had something else to check out as I lifted my hand up and inspected the clear slimy substance I had scooped up from his sensitive knob.
“Whoa, that’s like totally wicked. I didn’t know you squirted.” I beamed at him seeing the other boy blush and looking a bit guilty about what we had just done together.
“Um…yeah…it just sort of happened for the first time the other day.” He admitted glancing at my fingers before looking away kind of embarrassed by it.
“Wow, this is like way cool. It feels kind of slippery like.” I informed him taking a closer look.
Then I detected something else, a different kind of smell so lifted my fingers up to my nose and inhaled. “Oooh…yuck dude, what are you doing?” He asked furling his face.
“Nothing, just smelling it is all. It’s kind of a strange scent.” I admitted.
I was even tempted to take a taste of it, but that would probably weird out the other boy. As it was I could tell he seemed a little self conscious now about the entire incident of what just happened between the two of us. Sighing, I lowered my hand and wiped it off on my bedding. There really wasn’t a lot of it on my finger and thumb, and unlike Chase who squirted this white stuff, Allen’s was clear.
“That was way cool.” I admitted and suddenly yawning with a warm cozy sensation inserting itself over my body.
My mind started to feel a bit sluggish now and even my body felt tired. After taking my pills at the skate park the medication had started to work and make me drowsy. It’s why I came home in the first place, but after the ride home, the excitement of being alone with Allen had sort of kicked in followed by the spurt of energy required for a quick jerk off session. Now though, not only was the drowsiness of the pills starting to insert itself on me again, but also the natural aftereffects of a rousing orgasm.
The mere thought of the word ‘orgasm’ made me smile and if I wasn’t so damn tired I’d probably had laughed at it. Lately, there have been a lot of things my friends and I have been discovering and learning about. They were naughty things, but I suppose it was all part of growing up.
“Are you alright?” I heard Allen’s soft voice through my hazy state as he also inhaled deeply and yawned making me smile.
“Yeah, just a little tired is all. I just need to close my eyes for a second or two.” I sighed leaning into the older boy.
I felt him shifting around a little holding me into his body and allowing my head to rest in the crook of his shoulder. It felt nice and cozy and I didn’t want to move allowing the hazy fog to take over as I slowly drifted off to sleep.
Allen yawned again, glancing down at the eleven year old boy cuddled up in his arms. It appeared as if the cute brown eyed boy had suddenly fallen asleep as he shook his head in total disbelief at what he had just done. For the life of him he couldn’t figure out what had possessed him to actually get naked and jack off with the other boy. No one’s ever seen him exposed like that before and it was kind of embarrassing while also a bit exciting. Still, he felt a little guilty about it because he knew that for Tim this had more to do with a boy his age being curious about his body and playful sex. For Allen though this was more about sexual attraction along with having feelings for the other boy in what was more than simple friendship. What the two of them had done was kind of a naughty type of fooling around kids their age tended to do sometimes, but he was gay and shouldn’t be doing something like this with another boy. Not when the other boy didn’t know about him because there were consequences for such things. He only hoped this wouldn’t come back on him and affect the friendship he had with all the Miner brothers.
Of course Chase already knew about him being gay, but he wasn’t sure how the older boy would react if he found out how he was messing around with his younger brother in a sexual way. Just because the teen didn’t mind having a friend who was gay didn’t mean he’d appreciate a gay kid who was older than his little brother actually messing around and doing sexual things with him. Allen knew before he had actually gotten a bit naughty with Tim that it was a bad idea, but he simply couldn’t resist the urge because he really had been horny. Why did growing up have to be so complicated he thought to himself.
Exhaling softly Allen shook his head somberly. The nasty deed was done and over with and all he could do now was try to make sure something like that didn’t happen again. He liked the eleven year old boy a lot, and even now as he gazed down at the naked boy in his arms he had to fight the urge to do something a little naughty. The younger boy looked so sexy hot at the moment with his small little tight ball sack and little pecker begging to be touched and fondled. He got the impression the other boy probably wouldn’t even mind, but deep down he knew it would be taking advantage of the situation.
Allen desperately wanted to explore the other boy’s soft smooth body; especially, that cute little treasure between those firm legs, but he fought away the urge. He was old enough to know it would be wrong to take advantage of the other boy who was currently sleeping in his arms because of his medication. He may be gay, but it didn’t mean he was a pervert who’d molest an innocent kid, much less a boy he had deep feelings for and cared about. Sighing, he smiled and brushed some strands of hair off to the side of the boy’s face before leaning down and kissing those adorable soft lips hearing Tim mumble cutely in his sleep. The younger boy’s mouth tasted like hot cocoa reminding him of their earlier accidental kiss which had left him feeling lightheaded and woozy. When their lips had connected for his first ever real kiss, he had known right there and then it had been something very special. Even now, pressing his lips up against the other boy’s mouth he knew it was more than just an innocent kiss. He was confused and anxious by his feelings as he settled his head back on the pillow, closed his eyes, and allowed his body to relax with sleep wrapping him up in its gentle embrace while the taste and feel of the innocent boy’s kiss continued to linger even in his sub-conscious state.
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End of Pt2. Chapter Five: Allen – Tim – It’s More Than Just An Innocent Kiss
Coming Soon Pt.2. Chapter Six: Harry Miner – A Nagging Feeling
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EXCERPT FROM ALLEN: A REVEALING EVENING
We both fell silent in our own thoughts until he finally sighed and eased me off to the side. “Come-on Allen, we should get some sleep. It’s late and I think we both have done enough confessing for one night don’t you?” He asked while I shifted on to my side feeling him spooning up against my back making me feel good now about everything, even him knowing I was gay.
“Yeah,” I admitted looking over my shoulder. “Thanks for everything Chase…you know…and thanks for not freaking out on me for being…um…you know…gay. You’re the coolest.” I sniffled as he snuggled up against me and to my surprise pressed his face up to mine giving me a soft kiss on the cheek before nuzzling up to me.
“You got it buddy. We are friends and please think on what I told you about trusting people. I know Micah and Tim love you too and they won’t care either. Whatever you decide though, just know I will stand by you.” He exhaled softly as he settled down behind me and held me tenderly in his arms.
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TIM: IT’S MORE THAN JUST AN INNOCENT KISS
The slight aching throb in my leg finally roused me out of my sleep and when I started to stretch the pain made me wince. My leg felt stiff more than anything else when I tried to move it around a little. The doctor told me it would stiffen up a bit if I didn’t work it, but then loosen up after a bit. Gritting my teeth I tossed aside the covers and swung my leg over the edge of the bed reaching for the medication on the end table. Mom and dad had told me which ones to take first thing in the morning and when they tucked me into bed last night had put those in the front. Sighing, I reached for the bottle of water and doled out the pills, three in all, before tossing them into my mouth and forcing them down with a swig of water. They tasted kind of bitter and made me shudder.
Using my hand to help out, I tucked them under my knee and tested out my leg lifting it up and down. There was an initial twinge of pain which went away almost immediately after I lifted and lowered my limb a few times. Right after the surgery I had been able to walk on it some and more so yesterday even though it was a bit sore. Today it felt even better, but I knew I’d still be hobbling around for a couple of days. It was a good sign though so I decided to test it. Standing up and looking down I almost giggled because naturally my dickie was hard first thing in the morning and currently pressed up against my underwear.
Scrunching up my face I was really getting too old to be calling it my ‘dickie’ but habits were kind of difficult to break as I reached down and pinched my bell wincing now because I had to take my usual morning piss. Glancing over towards Micah’s bed I had to chuckle because the little tyke’s covers had been tossed off to the side and he was pitching his own tent. We both usually did first thing in the morning. Oddly enough, from the very beginning, neither one of us felt really all that uncomfortable about it. I suppose when we had taken a bath together that first night and showed each others our stiffies it had sort of done away with any modesty on our part.
It was nice and toasty warm in the room which accounted for Micah having tossed aside his covers. Dad always turned the thermostat down at night when he crawled into bed and since he was the first one up in the mornings always turned it back up for us so it wouldn’t be cold. I kind of preferred it a little cooler at night as well enjoying huddling up under the warm covers as I smiled at my little fair haired Christmas gift.
My little brother really was very beautiful and I trembled recalling our innocent yet very intimate moments together. I had enjoyed those times with him and I knew he had liked them too, but over the last couple of months both of us seemed to have backed away from that type of activity. Neither one of us had said anything with it just happening. I didn’t really feel bad about what we had done together, but lately it didn’t feel right to do those things together. I suppose a lot of it had to do because of him becoming my little brother in reality despite it not being biological or even on paper as fact.
Even though we weren’t having that kind of fun together, we still teased each other about our dickies…um…that is to say peckers, but it was just the usual brotherly like taunts now. I didn’t mind how we had sort of moved on from messing around in that sort of nice way and I could tell Micah didn’t either. I knew he had enjoyed the sex play too and wasn’t mad about it, but I could also tell things were becoming different for him about the way he felt regarding boys versus girls. I thought he was still a little young to think about those things, but like Chase had told me everyone was on their own time table in regards to their bodies, both inside and out.
Frowning, it now brought me back to my own time table and how I was starting to feel about things. Deep down I knew in a lot of ways I was different from my older brother, and even Micah now, since they seemed to be interested in girls in the way I tended to be interested in guys sometimes. I was getting older and knew many boys my age were starting to change in how they felt about things. Sure, from what my dad had told me during our ‘special’ talks and what I had gleaned through Chase about certain things when we were alone and chatted, I realized a lot of boys my age still didn’t know how they felt about certain things.
Knowing though didn’t seem to help because I was confused about a lot of things lately; not only about girls and boys, but other things as well. Even though technically it didn’t make a difference about the size between my legs, it’s been sort of bothering me at times so I suppose it did kind of matter. Every so often I wished it was bigger or that I had skin like my little brother, but that was only sometimes because when I looked at myself I had to admit I wasn’t a bad looking kid. I’ve been doing that a lot lately too, sort of checking myself out, studying my body in a different kind of way. I was a bit on the small side for a boy my age, but not noticeable so, and lately girls have been taking notice of me. When I looked at myself in the mirror I began to see what they did, and indeed I was attractive with cute features and a nice looking build. It’s kind of weird to think of myself in those terms, but I suppose at some point all boys check themselves out and try to see in themselves what others saw.
The pressure in my bladder brought me back to the moment and I shivered involuntarily when I pinched the tip of my puck because it felt wonderful and kind of painful at the same time. A full bladder tended to do that to guys I suppose, along with pinching our little cocklets. The word ‘cocklet’ made me giggle as did a lot of those colorful words I’ve been using lately around many of my friends. Yes, indeed, things were beginning to change in a lot of ways I thought to myself wondering where Allen had gotten off to while I began to hobble towards the bathroom.
The way I had felt yesterday when the older boy helped me wash my hair and then sponged off my body made me tingle excitedly inside. He was so shy and very cute. It kind of surprised me that he was even willing to slide into bed with Micah in nothing but his underwear. The way his body looked last night just before he slipped under the covers made me shiver and wish we had cuddled together. My eyes had soaked it all in and I had to admit he was a sexy hot twelve year old boy. When my gaze had settled to the nice lump between his legs my own penis had began to squirm and dance around in my underwear. I often slept naked in bed, but it wouldn’t have been appropriate with Allen sleeping over so I had left my underwear on as my little hard pecker began to vibrate and rub up against the tight fabric of my briefs.
The pre-teen was kind of on the skinny side with long arms, legs, and body, but not in a bad way. Somehow it looked right on him with his creamy smooth skin and slightly darker hues compared to my little brother. The bulge between his legs had me wondering what he was hiding. I wasn’t shy about my body and I could tell it had made him a little uncomfortable when I had taken my underwear off so I could finish my sponge bath. In a way it felt kind of exciting for him to see me naked like that, but I also began to feel a little self conscious about it too because I knew my pecker was kind of small. Allen told me he didn’t think so and that his soft penis was about the same like mine.
When I saw him standing there in his underwear I had tried to figure out what he looked like down there. His bulge looked bigger than mine, but I suppose it could be because he had bigger nards than me, which wouldn’t surprise me since mine were still kind of small too. I had almost giggled when I saw something wiggle around in his underwear just before he hurriedly slipped under the covers with Micah, but figured he wouldn’t appreciate the humor since he was kind of shy about it. He knew I was looking at him and I wondered if that’s what started to make him hard down there.
Sliding up to the toilet I smiled at the nice memory of how he looked down there and I got the urge to sort of pleasure myself. I didn’t get that urge often, but lately it’s been happening more often. I had just played with myself last night and that was usually enough to make things better for at least several days, but thinking about Allen made me feel all weird inside and I realized what I felt was horniness, another new development these days. Lately a lot of my school chums and I have been talking about a lot of sex things. We’d huddle around teasing one another and our voices would get all hushed like as we looked around anxiously while comparing notes about things. It was exciting to be able to talk to some of my other friends about something so naughty.
Pulling down the front of my underwear I aimed my stiffie, which was currently pointing upwards, towards the toilet bowl and released the dam sighing in relief. My body shivered involuntarily while the yellow stream of my piss splattered into the clear water inside the porcelain bowl. A couple of seconds later I felt Micah’s small figure sidling up next to me. Sliding over to make room I smiled at my little brother who swayed around sleepily and looked only half awake. It wasn’t unusual for the two of us to piss together first thing in the morning, but I never got tired of looking at his nice sleek skin covered penis which currently also pointed straight up into the air when he pulled down the front of his cartooned boy’s briefs while yawning.
“Where’d Allen go?” He asked me drowsily while he reached down forcing his penis to angle towards the toilet bowl, pulled back his tight foreskin, and started taking his own piss just as I squeezed out the last of mine.
Shaking off, I tucked myself away and giggled shaking my head. “I bet you were squirming around last night again and probably bruised him all up. More than likely he was forced to go and bunk with Chase.” I chuckled teasingly with the smaller boy waking up more at my friendly banter scrunching up his face.
“I’m not that bad.” He huffed while I slipped behind my little brother wrapping my arms around the front giving him a tender hug and kiss on the cheek while he continued to pee.
“Mmmm, I always love how you smell,” I admitted inhaling deeply hearing him giggle at my comment even though I’ve told him a thousand times before.
Unable to resist I glanced over his shoulder and reached down taking a hold of his stiff twig with my thumb and two fingers. I’ve done this before and enjoyed the way his hard penis felt in my fingers while he took a piss. The fair haired boy released his stiff dickie to me and allowed me to pee him while he leaned back letting me take control. I stroked his penis slightly feeling Micah shiver and sigh because it felt nice. I slipped his hoodie, another wonderful word I’ve discovered while talking with my friends, over the tip of his bullet giggling when his pee sort of went catty wonkers before quickly pulling it back so I wouldn’t create a mess of things.
There was something nice and special being able to hold Micah in my arms while also holding his most intimate of treasures. My left hand dipped down as well and I began to roll around his fleshy danglies in my fingers. They were soft and warm, hanging loosely between his beautiful firm thighs. I loved how they felt in my hands and squished it around enjoying the feel of his two almond sized marbles. Everything about him was sexy hot for a ten year old boy and I had the urge to jack him off, but just couldn’t do it. Besides, it wasn’t fair for me to show him that sort of stuff. He was still too young to be doing some things. After all it was just something I’ve sort of discovered recently as well and pretty much knew he’d be figuring it out soon enough. When we messed around we just pressed our dickies together to get those nice tingling sensations, but I’ve discovered there were other ways to feel good and knew he’d figure it out too.
“I luv you.” I whispered softly kissing the younger boy on the cheek while he swiveled his neck and looked at me with a gentle smile forming on his features.
“I luv you too.” He sighed contentedly his pee stream coming to an end and his penis jerking a couple of times in my fingers when he squeezed out the last few drops.
Focusing on his rapidly deflating penis I gave it a few shakes before sliding his turtle-neck into place, another one of those funny names I’ve discovered. It was kind of funny because one time while talking with my buddies we got into a discussion about guys with skin. Of course I didn’t tell them about Micah because that wouldn’t have been right, but the discussion quickly turned to all those different names guys called the skin of a boy’s dick. It was hilarious because I didn’t know hardly any of them, but in a way they made total sense as we all huddled around and giggled laughing our asses off because it was hilarious. I suspected a few might have been made up on the spot, but still they were good ones.
“All done,” I chuckled tucking his little boy goods into place and giving it a good squeeze hearing him giggling and squirming at my little tease.
“So, what do you think happened to Allen?” Micah asked me again while I stepped over to the sink to wash my hands and brush my teeth.
Shrugging my shoulders while the blond urchin stepped next to me to do the same thing, I told him what I had said earlier. “Like I said, he probably ended up slipping into bed with Chase. I don’t think he would have wanted to hop into bed with me probably afraid of bumping my leg, so more than likely he slid in with Chase.” I admitted while my little brother nodded in agreement not looking too bummed about it.
“Yeah, I suppose. Hope I didn’t bruise him up too much.” He quipped getting a chuckle out of me. “I guess I’m a little nervous about the competition.” He admitted.
“That’s alright, we all get nervous about those types of things.” I admitted leaning over and giving him another kiss on the cheek while Micah smiled appreciatively at me.
It was just something we did a lot at home, hugging, cuddling, and kissing. At ten he was getting kind of too old for it just like me, but in many ways he was still like a little kid needing those kinds of display of affection and I suppose I needed them still too. We were more careful about it at school or in public, even though we still gave each other hugs and stuff, but it was totally different when hanging around with our friends and stuff. I got teased by my friends about it sometimes, but I really didn’t mind so much because I liked how close I was to Micah, Chase, and my parents.
It had sort of bothered me a little when my friends started teasing me about being a momma’s boy, but then the taunts slowed down once I began to reply proudly that yes indeed I am. It was something I had picked up from my older brother when some of his friends teased him about mom kissing him in public, and seemed to work so I began to use the same tactic. I noticed it helped when you sort of said it as a badge of honor because my friends didn’t know what to make of it. The more it happened the prouder I became realizing it really was nice to have brothers and parents who cared about you.
Just because I managed to find a sort of workaround to the teasing didn’t mean it was still a good idea to flaunt those touchy feely moments out in public though. It was alright to show our affection towards one another occasionally outside of the home, but we still limited it to some degree since boys just didn’t do those types of things because that was more for sissies.
Finishing up with getting washed and brushing our teeth both of us sauntered over towards Chase’s bedroom door and snuck a peep. Sure enough Allen was snuggled up with my older brother and I thought they looked kind of cute together. I suppose in many ways my older brother was sort of an average typical looking teen, but there was just something subtle about it that captured girls’ attention. In my opinion I thought he was growing up into a handsome looking guy. There wasn’t anything flashy about his looks or anything, but rather it sort of matched his personality.
It was kind of difficult to explain to others, but being his brother I knew him so well and a long time ago I figured out there was a sort of quiet, subtle, and inner strength about him that shone on the outside as well. Not that he was ugly or anything, but at first glance most people would just think of him as an average typical kind of teen. Yet, your eyes would be drawn towards him and before long a person began to realize there was something more to it. Now that I was getting older and starting to understand about some of these things I began to realize just what a good looking guy he was in a very understated way. It was quiet and reserved, but it came from the inside out.
My eyes now settled on Allen and I felt my heart skipping a beat. I thought the lanky pre-teen was really cute. He was sort of shy like Micah and I guess some of it had to do with what he had to go through lately, but I got the feeling in a lot of ways he had always been a little shy. It wasn’t like shy in a sort of closeting kind of way because he also had an outgoing engaging personality when he hung around his friends, but I guess I would have to describe it as being kind of reserved at times like he were trying to bottle up some deep feelings and emotions. Smiling to myself I realized we were slowly cracking his tough exterior though with our new friend gradually opening up to us. I’m sure he would always have that sort of shyness about him, but in a way it seemed to suit his personality and something I kind of liked about him.
Glancing down at my little brother he looked up into my eyes and we both giggled quietly because it really was kind of cute how my older brother was snuggling up with another boy. Obviously he did that with us all the time, but even when he had friends over for a sleepover he never snuggled up with them the way he was with Allen. He even cried yesterday when the boy had told us about being a foster kid, and my older brother rarely cried. Clearly the cuddling up with the other boy wasn’t in that kind of sexual way because Chase was way into girls, but it did show just how much the twelve year old sandy haired kid had already become an integral part of our family in just a few days.
Tugging on my little brother’s arms indicating we should let them sleep some more I closed their door. My little fair haired scamp looked a little disappointed and I could tell he had wanted to go in and snuggle up with them, but I figured Allen probably hadn’t gotten much sleep since Micah tossed and turned about all night long.
“Come-on, let them sleep some more because I’m sure with you squirming around in bed all night long Allen probably didn’t get a lot of sleep. We don’t want him dozing off when we go to your competition.” I quipped seeing Micah immediately perking up.
“Really, you are coming with?” The little rascal squeaked excitedly as we walked back into our room, well that is to say I hobbled and he sauntered wiggling his butt around cutely. “But what about mom and dad?” He asked while I shrugged my shoulders and took a seat on my bed sighing in relief.
“Don’t be such a worry wart, we will figure it out.” I promised motioning for him to help me pick out some clothes so I could rest for a moment or two.
It took a little effort, but I managed to convince my mom to let me go to the competition. She could drop us off over at the indoor facility before heading out to her meetings, but she was worried about me getting too tired and how I would get back home. We went around and around about it until mom scrunched up her eyebrows and turned towards Allen asking if his folks could pick us up. The pre-teen had paused for several seconds looking a bit worried with his eyes flicking towards us before shrugging his shoulders. He told her he’d call up his foster parents, the ‘foster’ part catching my mom by surprise for a split second, but she recovered quickly saying if they were willing to pick us up so I wouldn’t have to walk home then she would be alright with it. Allen looked a little relieved since it didn’t appear as if it mattered to my mom about him being a foster kid, but why would it, after all so was Micah.
The decision to let me go and watch the competition got a big happy shout of excitement from Micah while my mom smiled and shook her head at the little scamp’s enthusiasm. She knew this was important to the younger boy so she also told him how both her and dad had discussed it last night and would be attending the competition for Sunday so they could watch the last of it and be there to support him. That got the little guy all worked up some more because he knew at the moment our folks were really busy and it meant they had to reshuffle their schedule around in order to make this work. Even though I was only eleven and Micah only ten we weren’t stupid and knew it probably meant they had to make up for the lost time at work and with the fund raising in other ways; especially, since they both were taking time off later this afternoon for my birthday.
The large indoor skate park was buzzing with activity now as I set aside the single crutch I was using to help support some of my weight when I walked. I leaned back into the seat and stretched my leg some. Mom had suggested I take the crutch even though I was walking around fairly well already saying I might end up getting tired later. I didn’t really want to look like a dweeb hobbling around on a crutch, but when I thought on it before we left the house I figured it wouldn’t hurt and it made sense.
Looking around I had to smile at all the excitement already starting to take hold in the skate park, despite it just having opened up its doors for the competitors only. We were able to get in early because we were with Micah, but the doors letting in the spectators would open up here in about five or ten minutes as I continued to scope out the set-up. Several sets of bleachers had been brought out surrounding the street plaza style arena complete with plenty of various ramps and rails, ledges and jumps, banks and hips amongst other things. Chase took us to our usual spot off to the side where there were some seats and where it was a bit more isolated, but with a great view of everything. The street plaza itself was a nice design with great lines and flow where a skater could transition from one obstacle to another performing various tricks.
The obstacle course itself had several features spread out along the plaza like a couple of jump boxes so riders could perform Ariel stunts and spins, driveways similar to a jump box but with flat banked take offs and landing, grind boxes and ledges so users could grind or slide along a metal edge attached to the box, several handrails and stairs of various designs for them to traverse, grind, jump, and perform other tricks, quarter pipes used as a starting point or for turning around on along with performing tricks, pyramids which was a great obstacle and could be ridden like a driveway or hipped ramp, flat banks mostly used by beginners who were getting used to inclines, hipped flat-banks which were similar to flat banks but for performing tricks on one incline and transferring to another incline, bowled corners designed to give a carving effect or for re-directing the rider to another part of the park, spine ramps which were two quarter pipes back to back so users could trick from one to another, wall rides designed to generate speed or see how high a skater could go up the vertical wall, Euro gaps and step ups for jumping up from low to high or vice versa with ledges down the side to grind on, and mini ramps for various tricks. The plaza had a little bit of everything which would provide the skaters plenty of opportunity to show just how sick they were on the board.
“How are you doing?” My older brother’s voice floated over towards me drawing my attention away from the plaza area where I was studying several of the skaters messing about and getting warmed up for the competition.
My expression must have said it all because both Allen and my older brother busted a gut. “What?” I asked feeling the grin on my mug spread even bigger.
“Nothing,” Allen chuckled, “just the expression on your face is all. You are like a kid in a candy store.” He stuck his tongue out at me and if it wasn’t so hilarious I would have leaned over and kissed him because at the moment he looked so damn cute making my heart skip several beats while I tried to get myself under control.
These feelings I was getting at times now around Allen really confused me, but were also kind of nice to have. It was like something different inside of me was beginning to come alive. I’ve sort of always liked boys and never much cared about what was going on with girls, but lately, the way I felt towards other boys was getting stronger. With Allen, there was just something about his eyes that made my heart melt. It wasn’t just the nice sky blue like colors, but something else; especially, the way he would look at me sometimes. At times I would catch his gaze lingering on me, the soft quiet boy making me sigh and yearn for…for what, I wondered my own laughter now bringing me back to the moment as I shoved those strange thoughts off to the side to think on some other time.
“Well duh,” I managed to reply without missing a beat and forcing myself out of the hazy state I tended to fall into lately when around other cute boys. “I mean…you know…it’s kind of nice to get out of the house. It’s only been a couple of days, but I’ve been feeling kind of…you know…,” I scrunched up my face trying to find the right words with my older brother chiming in and coming to the rescue.
“Like cabin fever.”
“Yeah, that’s it. Gawd, I don’t know how those mountain men types we see on those television shows can do it when they get snowed in. I’d die of boredom.” I chuckled, Micah’s blond hair sticking out from beneath his helmet catching my attention.
“It’s Micah.” I squeaked pointing to the smallest boy on the street plaza taking a session now, transitioning from one trick to another and busting out his technicals while he weaved himself through the older boys catching some of their attention now with some of them even commenting and giving the younger boy his props.
It looked kind of chaotic, but from experience I knew there were sort of these unwritten rules with how the skaters interacted while working their way through the various obstacles. There were a lot of friendly teasing and taunting going on between the competitors and I saw some of them now interacting with Micah in a good natured kind of way. It made me proud because the older boys were giving him plenty of props and I could see the smaller boy beaming with pride as well.
Most of the kids came from all around the local region. This wasn’t a big fancy event with a large money prize, but from what I gathered the owner of the skate park was sort of doing a test run with this event and if successful planed on hosting bigger ones in the future. In Micah’s age group the first place winner was going to receive two hundred dollars, second place one hundred dollars, and third place fifty dollars. In the older group the winner would get five hundred dollars, the second place two hundred, and third place a hundred. So not big prize money, but most skaters around here were in it for the fun, competition, and of course being able to show off their skill along with bragging rights.
Ever the dutiful older brother, Chase smiled at my enthusiasm while rummaging through one of the daypacks and pulling out a cozy little blanket. I actually thought it was a good idea because even though the building was heated I felt a little cold so didn’t complain when he tossed it over me. He seemed to notice me shivering a bit, but I smiled and waved it off assuring him I was fine. Still, the dutiful brother in him once more took over with him commenting he was going to get some hot cocoa for all of us. It actually sounded kind of nice and I nodded my head with Chase motioning for Allen to join him while I continued to watch my little rascally imp go through some of his moves.
The little urchin really was pretty good and already creating a buzz with some of the crowd now watching him as he ollied a twelve set (stairs) getting a lot of ooohs and aaahs from the gathered group of kids gazing down into the plaza from up above. He was so focused on what he was doing he didn’t even notice the crowd of young kids about his own age watching him intently. The younger boy continued to try out some moves for a while longer before going up a quarter pipe and kicking off leaving the plaza and making his way back over towards me. Along the way he was stopped by some of the kids who had been watching him wanting to chat. The smaller blond boy took it in stride and talked with the other kids a bit and it looked like he was having a good time.
Even though this wasn’t a major skateboarding event there were still some very well known names competing today and for Micah to be a part of this group meant he had to be good. When the leader board lit up, to my surprise I noticed that Micah was actually listed in the fifth position in the ranking for his group indicating he must have impressed the judges yesterday. The standing didn’t count for the points in the competition itself, but it did mean according to the judges he was in the fifth place in ranking at the start of it in regards to how he performed yesterday.
The little guy was beaming from ear to ear when he finally managed to scoot away from the knot of other kids making his way over towards me before taking a seat. “You are looking totally sick out there dude.” I ruffled his hair pointing towards the leader board with the little boy frowning in surprise.
“No way.” He squeaked excitedly.
“Yes way dude, and I’m sure by the end of it all you will show everyone what you’ve got.” I assured him just as my older brother and Allen worked their way back to us carrying several bags of snacks and drinks.
An older girl about Chase’s age was with them and it made me smile wondering if it was the girl my older brother had talked to me about. Not long ago I had confronted him when he was mopping about asking when he was finally going to get over his old girl already and move on. He grumbled about it to me, but to my surprise he actually opened up letting me know that there was a girl he was sort of thinking about lately. From his description this girl kind of fit the bill with long brunette hair and sharp pretty green eyes.
“Hey guys, this is Suzie. Mind if she joins us for a while?” He asked with me giving him a knowing smirk while he gave me that big brotherly ‘don’t cause any trouble or else’ kind of looks.
“Nah, it’s all good.” I chirped up with Micah smiling pleasantly and shrugging his shoulders, but definitely giving her the once over with what looked like an approval.
The little stinker really was starting to change in the way he looked at girls. I couldn’t really blame him though because she was every bit as pretty like Chase had described with cute little perky looking breasts just beneath her tight fitting shirt and nice soft curves where it mattered. She was soft yet I could tell there was also something very athletic about her. As she took a seat next to my older brother I had to admit they made for a cute couple and I kind of hoped maybe things would work out that way for him. Chase deserved to have a nice girl, not some slutty one that cheated on him.
“Here you go squirt.” My older brother teased Micah good naturedly handing over a nice cup of warm cocoa. “I had them put extra marshmallows in there for you since I sort of reneged on getting you one the other day.” He added, the little rascal giving my brother a big hug.
“Thanks Chase and that wasn’t your fault. Still, it’s delish.” The smaller blond haired boy admitted blowing on it and taking another sip and beaming happily.
“Here you go, Tim,” my older brother added handing me over one as well along with a bag full of snack items for later while we watched the competition.
“Thanks,” I smiled appreciatively also taking a sip of my hot cocoa and closing my eyes enjoying the warmth since I was a little cold despite the blanket before glancing over towards my brother while he settled in next to Suzie.
I didn’t know a lot about her, but from what my older brother told me she was a really nice girl and very well liked by her classmates. Unlike a lot of freshman and sophomore girls in high school she had refused to go out with any of the older junior and senior guys even though she had been asked by several of them already. Most girls would jump at the opportunity, but Chase had asked around about her a bit and according to her friends she only wanted to go out with a guy if she really liked him. Evidently, she didn’t want to get a bad reputation, which I thought said a lot about her.
Our little chatter box wasted no time and immediately beset her with the typical innocent kind of banter making us all chuckle and shake our heads. Micah was such a little charmer with a cute kind of personality that made it difficult not to like him as I now studied Allen who shot me a sideways glance and blushed. It made me kind of wonder what he thought about the pretty girl sitting next to him.
While we waited for the competition to begin a few friends trickled over to chat with us. I had some classmates asking about my leg and wondering when I was coming back to school. When I told them I’d be back on Monday they seemed happy and kind of excited. It wasn’t anything specific really and I suppose it was just the typical kind of reaction as in happy about having a friend back to hang around with while playing games or whatnot. Knowing that friends were looking forward to me coming back did make me feel good because it did sort of reinforce the whole having buddies thing.
At one point a girl Allen’s age came over for a few minutes and it was obvious she was flirting with the pre-teen. I saw him blushing several times at her light flirtatious kinds of touches as they stood off to the side talking about school and all. He seemed a little edgy about it, but hey he was only twelve and I’ve seen plenty of other guys his age, and even guys my own age, who got all tongue tied when a girl sort of hung around. Watching the girl flirting with the sandy haired boy made me feel kind of weird inside, once more confusing me with how I felt about certain things lately.
On the one hand I really didn’t mind and thought it was kind of nice for him to be making new friends, even with girls since I knew guys Allen’s age sort of began to take more notice of the opposite sex. Still, I kind of liked the pre-teen in that sort of other way too even though I knew most guys didn’t have the same kinds of feelings about certain things like me. I didn’t really know what all of it meant, but did understand that for me things were a lot different than they were for my friends. These feelings were a bit intense, but as I thought on it I suppose I’d probably still be confused about things if I had the same kinds of feelings towards girls.
From what my dad had talked to me about, and what my little chats with Chase revealed, I knew we all began to change in certain ways once we got older. I was only eleven years old, as of today, but even I knew this was all about sex, puberty, and just plain growing up. I liked the idea of growing up and being more independent, but it also scared me. There were so many things about getting older and my body changing that baffled me and mostly it had to do with how I felt about certain things. It was scary to know that in certain ways I was different than most of my other friends and what it might mean here in the near future. Deep down I knew no matter what: my parents, Chase, and Micah would always love me, but I still worried about certain stuff and how it might affect things at school and my friends. There was a lot of bullying going on at school in many different ways. It wasn’t just the physical fights and things, but in a lot of other ways too; like getting teased, people constantly pointing a finger at you, and ignoring you. There were a lot of little things that could make it kind of tough on a guy in school.
Settling back I winced, my leg beginning to ache a bit. I stretched it out working it a tad capturing my older brother’s scrutiny. “Are you alright?” He asked a little concerned while I smiled and nodded my head. “Maybe you should take your meds?” He suggested while I shook my head waving it off.
“Nah, it just got a little stiff is all. It’s feeling a lot better.” I lied wanting to hold off on my pain meds because they made me a tad loopy and sleepy.
If I took the pills it might make me too drowsy to enjoy watching the competition, and I certainly didn’t want to miss out on Micah’s performance. It was only a small throbbing in my leg and I was pretty sure I could handle it for now. The doctor had told me it might stiffen up and moving it around would help, but he warned me about overdoing things too soon so I worked my leg by moving it around some more and then settled back giving Micah a quick hug when he said he needed to get back because things were about to start.
Things began shortly afterwards with the first skater dropping into the arena taking his turn. They would be working themselves through according to their ranking starting at number ten and working their way to the number one slot. Micah’s group of ten to fourteen year olds would be first followed by the older boys in the fifteen year olds and up bracket. Once everyone got through their fist session the rankings on the leader board would reflect the order for the second round. Depending on where the competitors landed in the rankings from their first session would determine when they would take their turn in the second round. They planned on doing two sets today and the last one tomorrow, which sort of made sense. I figured it would be noon or early afternoon by the time they’d get through all the competitors in both age groups for the first session and probably mid-to late afternoon by the time they finish with the second one.
Each competitor was allowed fifteen minutes for their run and when Micah’s turn came up I held my breath. He dropped into the street plaza working his way through the obstacles. Everyone had their own style and way of working from one area to another performing their various tricks and Micah didn’t disappoint the crowd. He transitioned from one to another effortlessly his every move becoming more technical as he went along. He was totally sick on the board wowing the crowd when he grabbed plenty of air for a little guy. I could tell the judges were impressed and he set the standard for the other boys who were coming up after him. I was fairly certain he would move up at least one slot if not more.
My leg was throbbing now and I had no choice so took my medication. Even my forehead had beaded up with sweat as I leaned back seeing Allen look at me a little worried. Even though I was sweating my body shivered and I felt chilled. The pre-teen seemed to notice and wrapped his arm around my shoulder pulling me closer to him sharing his body heat. It seemed to work along with the medication and I began to relax continuing to watch the rest of the boys competing against Micah take their turn.
“You alright?” Allen whispered softly in my ear.
Nodding, I smiled appreciatively at the sandy haired boy, his pleasant musky like scent making me a little lightheaded. “Yeah, the pills will help with the ache, but thanks for cuddling up with me a little under the blanket. I was a little cold too.” I sighed leaning into him not caring if someone saw it or not and was glad he didn’t seem to mind either.
“It’s all good, just don’t overdo things. If you get too tired we will get you back home. I know you are feeling better and all, but if you do too much you might get sick, so let us know if you get too tired. Besides, don’t forget we are supposed to celebrate your birthday later on too.” He prompted as I nodded my head before allowing it to lean against his shoulder and chest keeping an eye on the current competitor and taking mental notes not only for points, but also for how I could improve my own technique.
The pills were working their magic and I was feeling much better by the time Micah sat down next to us his group all finished with the older boys taking their turn now. The drawback to taking my pills was that I could barely stay awake as I continued to watch some of the older guys. It made me smirk because I could tell even Micah was better than the lower ranking older boys and it gave me a sense of pride to know just how good my little brother was on the board.
When our little rascal settled into his seat grabbing a bite to eat he was all smiles because like I had predicted he indeed moved up one slot and now sat firmly in fourth place knocking on the door of third place points wise. I smiled softly because he was so energized while I couldn’t keep my eyes open any more and felt myself drifting off in that sort of in-between state all cuddled up in Allen’s arms. I could detect his mild pre-teen like aroma that was slightly stronger than Micah’s, but not as potent like Chase’s. He really did smell like cookies and dirt, all boy, I smiled to myself yawning and deciding to close my eyes just for a second or two.
The twelve year old boy looked down at Tim who was slumped in his arms now and could tell the sandy haired boy was all tuckered out. The younger boy had put on a good fight hanging in there for his little brother and even making it through some of the other older competitors, but Allen could tell it was just too much for the birthday boy. They had all promised Mrs. Miner to call his foster parents if it became too much and with the birthday celebration coming up later on in the day Allen thought it might be a good idea to get the younger boy home. Turning towards Chase the twelve year old boy stared in stunned shock unsure of what he should do at the moment.
The older teen had brought over a girl to sit with them and watch the competition, but throughout it all the two of them had been sort of flirting around with one another. The twelve year old boy had smirked knowingly and tried not to intrude or horn in with what he figured was the typical types of messing around between two teenagers. He had ignored the older boy and girl throughout the entire time even though he was sitting right next to them, but now as he turned his attention to Chase all he could do was gawk and blush because the two teens where going at it kind of hot and heavy. They were necking and he watched mesmerized as the girl reached down and suddenly cupped the teen’s crotch. It not only made Chase jump in shock at the overt groping, but the twelve year old boy flinched as well his eyes widening in stunned disbelief.
It wasn’t just the girl groping the other boy, but also what he noticed between the teen’s legs. There was a very prominent thick bulge pressing against the teen’s pants and it was obvious he was completely hard. The outline looked extremely thick even though Allen couldn’t truly gauge the other boy’s size as far as length was concerned. Still, it seemed really big at the moment, the jolting movement from Chase after being groped forcing the twelve year old boy to look away and blush. He was a little ashamed about having actually stared while the two teens were making out, not to mention gawking a bit enviously at another boy’s stuff.
The gentle steady breathing coming from the younger boy cuddled in his arms made him sigh and take another chance at looking back over towards Chase. He didn’t have a phone with him, but the teen had one and he needed the other boy to call up his foster parents so they could come and pick up Tim. Glancing over he was relieved to notice the teen was sitting up now and glancing towards his eleven year old brother. Allen held up his hand to his ear pretending as if he was holding a phone and Chase nodded indicating he understood because he bent over and reached into his bag, the small wince crossing his features not going unnoticed. The thin lanky boy chuckled inwardly because as the other teen straightened up in his seat he reached down with his hand needing to adjust that large beast inside of his pants. It also got a knowing smirk from the girl who was watching his every move and looking very pleased with herself at having such an affect on the other boy. It was obvious she was a bit of a tease, but in a good way.
On some level it kind of made the long sandy haired boy jealous wishing he was the one messing around with the older boy, but knew it simply wasn’t in the cards. The teen had made it very clear to the thin lanky boy last night how he didn’t mind having the other kid as a friend even if he was gay, but that he himself was very much into girls so not interested in the boy in a sexual way. It really didn’t bother the twelve year old boy and he had basically been relieved the older boy had accepted him despite being gay; still, it didn’t mean he couldn’t wish it was different as he reached over shaking Tim’s shoulder.
Even though I really wasn’t asleep the slight jostling of my shoulders kind of caught me off guard and my eyes immediately popped open with both Chase and Allen looking at me a bit worried. Glancing over my shoulders I could also see the concerned look coming from Micah as I smiled and sat up. Even Suzie looked a bit worried over me.
“I’m fine guys; just a little tired from my meds is all.” I yawned with my older brother nodding his head.
“It’s cool Tim, I just called up Allen’s folks and they are heading over now to pick you up.” He stated, the ‘Allen’s folks’ reference not going unnoticed by me as I glanced over at Suzie realizing my brother was being a bit cautious knowing how Allen was still a little sensitive about his own foster kid situation.
“Oh, but…,” I started to protest, noticing my bigger brother’s features turning firm so I just nodded knowing he was probably right.
“I’ll stay here with Micah and bring him home afterwards. Allen can go with you, if it is alright with him, and keep you company until we get home. You should just relax a little Tim because we are still going to be celebrating a little later on for your birthday and you don’t want to be too tuckered out.” He smiled fondly at me before glancing over at Allen who nodded indicating he was fine with the arrangements.
Even Micah was alright with it giving me a big hug. “Thanks for coming and watching me. That was totally ‘sick’ of you.” He teased emphasizing ‘sick’ to mean it in a couple of ways since I wasn’t feeling too well and also because he appreciated my support and thought it was cool.
“Thanks Micah and no biggie. I love watching you out there on the board. Just keep the pressure up and have fun. That’s the most important thing…to have fun no matter what happens.” I smiled reaching for my crutch so I could make my way out to the exit.
It was cold and raining buckets outside so I was kind of glad to have a ride home with Allen sitting next to me in the car. Mr. Jefferson was an older guy and I figured probably in his sixties, but really nice making sure I was alright and asking if I was positive about going home offering instead to take us over to his place until my parents got back. I assured him everything was fine and it was just my pills making me a bit woozy. He accepted it and after helping me into the house stated he was only a phone call away and just across the street if we needed anything. I could tell Allen seemed kind of happy about how concerned his foster parents were and even I had to admit it was nice knowing there was someone close by in case we needed it.
With Allen’s help I managed to get upstairs, but was sweating by the time I sat down on my bed. “Are you sure everything is alright?” The pre-teen asked while I nodded appreciatively.
“Yeah, it’s just a little tough going up the stairs. Man, now I know how old people feel.” I giggled shaking my head hearing the other boy laughing as well.
“Gawd, you are such a dork for real.” Allen smiled taking a seat next to me on the bed, but I could tell he was still worried about my leg though and probably how tired I looked.
“Don’t worry, for real Allen. I’m fine, I promise.” I yawned shaking my head to fight off my sleepiness. “Damn, I hate these pills because they make me kind of tired zapping the energy right out of me. I shouldn’t have taken them.” I insisted while he arched his eyebrows.
“Yeah, well if your leg hurts then you should.” He argued while I shrugged.
“Nah, my leg isn’t that bad anymore. Just a little achy is all and I’m sure by tomorrow I should be getting around just fine. I think I’ll ask my parents if I can stop taking the prescription pain meds and maybe take Tylenol or Ibuprofen.” I winced and moved my leg which was starting to stiffen up seeing his look of concern again.
“Stop it already.” I admonished motioning for him to help me get more comfortable on the bed.
Helping me take off my jacket and setting it off to the side, the older boy gently eased me on to my bed leaning in and lifting me up slightly so he could move me back up against the fluffed up pillows. I could feel his pretty blue eyes studying me intently, the concern and affection clearly visible as I started to ease back into the pillows sighing in relief.
“Thanks for…,” I began to mumble turning my head towards the twelve year old boy just as Allen was leaning in closer to me right at the same time.
My eyes flared open in surprise when I felt his lips pressing up against mine, and it seemed to shock him too as something inside of me suddenly exploded into a million pieces and time began to slow down. It was obvious the kiss was impulsive on his part and had been meant for my cheek, but just as he leaned in I had turned my head towards him. What had been meant as a quick impulsive friendly or brotherly like kiss on the cheek ended up being more than simply an innocent kiss. I’ve kissed Micah and my older brother before, but this felt totally different with my breath catching in my chest, my mind exploding into a million different bright lights, and my body tingling all over. Even my small little bb’s lurched in their pouch while my penis twitched around wildly. It was an experience I’d never forget in my entire life even though it broke off just as suddenly like it began. Even time suddenly jerked back into forward motion leaving me reeling and a bit out of sorts.
My head was spinning when the older boy immediately pulled back in stunned shock at what he had just done leaving behind the faintest taste of hot chocolate making me lick my lips impulsively. Damn, even his mouth tasted fantastic making me woozy as his pre-teen musky like scent now wafted towards me adding to my euphoric like experience. Today, he wasn’t wearing that body spray, but he still smelled delicious like…like…I scrunched up my face trying to focus because I was dizzy, but only able to think of cookies and dirt. That was it, like he had told me yesterday, he too smelled like cookies and dirt, the thought making me smile as I now tried to focus on what he was saying.
“Oh…I…I…shit…I didn’t mean to….I mean…shit…Tim…I…I…,” The twelve year old boy was sitting there staring at me in stunned disbelief with worry and fear etched all over his features adding to my confusion and disappointment because it was obvious he hadn’t enjoyed the kiss like I had.
“Tim…I…I’m so sorry. I…I don’t know what got into me. I…I mean, I’ve never done anything like that before, you know, just sort of kissing someone. I mean, yeah sometimes like with my mom, you know, innocent like and that’s what I was going to do with you…um…like on the cheek. I mean…it’s just I see you and your brothers hugging and kissing like that all the time, and I don’t know, I just felt…you know…,” He paused saying it all in one breath sucking in air before continuing, but now a bit more slower.
“Tim, for real I didn’t mean to kiss you like that. I shouldn’t even be doing that on your cheek. I mean guys just don’t do that kind of stuff.” He added looking at me with his eyes welling up a little and then widening when he realized how his comment might have sounded. “Not that you and your brothers…I mean…I know it is different with you and your brothers…you know hugging and kissing and all.” He tried to clarify just about ready to burst into tears. “Shit…this isn’t coming out right at all. I…I’m really sorry about everything.” He sniffled starting to get up.
“Wait…please don’t go.” I told him reaching out and grabbing his wrist to stop him. “I…I really didn’t mind…you know the kiss. I mean…it…it was kind of nice…you know. I…I like you Allen…I mean…you’re like my best friend ever. I…I didn’t mind…really.” I told him softly totally dazed by what just happened and the way it made me feel, but also knowing I didn’t want him to feel bad about it.
It was obvious this whole thing upset him and it appeared like he hadn’t enjoyed it the same way as me. The kiss had lasted for only a split second, but it changed something inside of me because it was unlike anything I had ever experienced before in my entire life. Sure, I’ve kissed my parents and even my older brother and I sort of liked those too because they made me feel good in a way that I knew was love in a family kind of way. I’ve even kissed Micah plenty of times. At first those kisses were a little different from how it made me feel when I kissed my older brother and parents, but it was nice too; almost exciting and kind of close to how it had felt just now with Allen, yet also not as intense. Over time though, even that had changed between me and the younger blonde boy. Now when I kissed him I felt the warmth of love spreading inside of me, but it was similar to the loving kind of feeling I felt towards my older brother and my parents.
With Allen though, the kiss had been completely different. It was exciting, confusing, and made my skin on the outside come alive while on the inside I felt all tingly. It made me dizzy and giddy all at once, and it made me feel wonderful, like the love I felt for my family but ten times stronger. There was something about Allen and his kiss that made me feel in a way that was special.
It had gotten quiet with both of us in our own thoughts as I now studied the pre-teen who sat there silently with a sort of bemused look on his features. He really was cute with his thin frame and soft features. I loved the way his lengthy dark natural blonde hair like the color of wheat with the long beachy or skateboarder style look complimented his boyish features. I wondered what it would feel like to run my fingers through his sandy colored mane. The older boy’s straight lengthy hair framed his long and thin rectangular shaped face emphasizing his boyish angular features and diamond like attributes where they narrowed at the eye and jaw line. There was something about his calm blue eyes, perky nose, and adorable sweet tasting mouth, the very one which had just kissed me, that made my heart skip a beat. I thought he was very handsome in that cute kind of boyish way and I started to realize I was feeling things for him in the same way other boys probably did towards girls. These feelings felt natural to me, but I was still confused by them because I knew my friends would never understand it.
My eyes traveled over his lanky frame making me shiver because I wanted to reach out and run my hands all over him. He was wearing a light blue colored loose fitting shirt matching his tight fitting jeans which tried to conceal the hump that had just formed between his legs. I could tell he was floating a u-boat just beneath the surface of the stiff cottony material because it was testing the boundaries trying to find a gap into open waters. It made me shiver wondering what he looked like down there. I knew he was uncomfortable about what just happened and I suppose the excitement and nervousness had the typical kind of reaction occurring in the basement department. I hated it when I’d pop a stiffie at the oddest moments and it appeared to be happening more often lately.
The slight aching feeling in my leg was a reminder I probably needed to have my bandages changed as well. Biting my lower lip I sort of wondered if maybe Allen would be willing to do that for me. He’s already seen my dickie, or rather pecker, I thought to myself and shaking my head because I was trying to get away from the whole childish way of thinking about my stuff. Allen’s seen me naked before and I’ve even popped a stiffie in front of him so it wasn’t like he didn’t know what I had down there. Of course he had appeared a little nervous about it. I suppose I could wait for Chase to get back, but that might still be a while and I didn’t see any harm in having Allen do it if he was alright with it.
“Allen?” I broke the silence, the other boy glancing over towards me and blushing still looking a little ashamed about what had happened.
“Um…yeah.” He replied softly.
“I…uh…do you think you could help me out?” I asked noticing the pre-teen furling his eyes questioningly making me chuckle before clarifying.
“Well…uh...Chase has been sort of changing the bandages on my leg and all, but he probably won’t be back for a little bit so I was kind of wondering…you know…if you could sort of help me out with it…you know…getting them changed out?” I asked seeing the boy glance down to my leg, up by my crotch, before tearing his eyes away from my own little boner that was pitching a tent in my sweatpants and swallowing down a lump in his throat.
“I…,” his voice squeaked a little before he cleared his throat and tried again shaking his head. “I…uh…I’m not so sure I should…I mean…what if I do it wrong?” He asked a little anxiously, but I could tell it was only a part of his worry and the other part probably had to do with me being naked in front of him again.
I suppose since he wasn’t into guys it could make him feel a bit uncomfortable being around a naked boy. I’ve always liked boys and didn’t mind if they saw me undressed. Of course my brothers were used to it too, but I wondered if they felt uncomfortable around other boys that were naked. I mean Micah used to take showers in those public places so probably saw plenty of other nude boys too, but we never talked about how it made him feel to be undressed around them. My older brother took showers in school around other boys his own age. He had said at first it was kind of weird and all, but now everyone was sort of used to it and just tried to get cleaned up and dressed afterwards. I couldn’t wait until I got to take showers in school with my friends, but I was beginning to realize it was different for me and that I’d have to be careful about it.
Of course Allen didn’t take showers yet in school either since he was only twelve. He’d have to next year, and I could tell it would probably be a little embarrassing for him. I suppose it was probably awkward for just about most boys, but Chase seemed to indicate everyone sort of got used to it before too long. Unlike most of the other boys I wasn’t uncomfortable with the idea of taking showers in school, but I did worry about popping a stiffie in front of them. Not that some of my friends hadn’t seen my pecker get hard before, but I knew popping wood in front of them while we were all naked and taking a shower wouldn’t be a good idea.
“Please Allen…I’ll tell you what to do and it won’t take too long. Then I won’t have to worry about it later on.” I told him and not waiting for a reply lifted up my hips and pulled down my sweatpants and underwear at the same time while his eyes flared out in alarm and he swallowed hard again.
He seemed to hesitate for a second or two before finally sighing and helping me out of my sweatpants and underwear leaving my little two and a quarter inch dinger pointing straight up in the air. “What, I can’t help it.” I giggled a bit naughtily while he rolled his eyes and shook his head.
“Damn, for real Tim. I can’t believe this doesn’t bother you.” He pointed out seriously while I shrugged my shoulders.
“It’s not like you haven’t already seen me before and there’s no one else around so you don’t have to worry about people finding out about it. Besides, you’re my friend so why should it bother me.” I shrugged really not understanding what the big deal was about it.
Allen gazed up into my eyes his cheeks burning red and looking a little embarrassed by it all, but managed to ignore my nakedness as he swallowed and tried to relax. “Um…alright, but you’ve gotta promise me this won’t get out to people. I mean for real, some guys just wouldn’t understand…you know how it is.” He spoke softly turning his head away almost as if he was trying not to cry about something.
It was kind of a strange reaction and I scrunched up my own face wondering what was going on with him, but I didn’t want to pry so reached over and placed my hand over his. “I won’t say anything Allen, I promise. If you really don’t want to do this then I’ll wait until Chase gets home.” I added feeling bad at how I had just sort of put him in a corner.
The pre-teen glanced back over at me for several seconds before the corners of his mouth twitched into a hesitant smirk. “Gawd, you’re such a dork…you know that right?” He chuckled shaking his head and sighing. “Nah, you’ve already gone starkers so we might as well get it over with…what do you want me to do?” He smiled shaking his head with his eyes flittering briefly over towards my stiff cocklet before glancing away nervously.
Walking him through what he needed to do wasn’t really all that difficult since he had seen Chase doing it and he was very careful and focused on his task. Once he started he began to relax, focusing on my surgery wound. When he removed the large band-aid like bandage he had winced getting a little teary eyed wondering if it didn’t hurt. I explained it actually looked a lot better than it had before telling him to look for any puffiness around the red angry looking scar. I felt his soft fingers probing around the scar area and shivered because it actually felt kind of nice. It made me wonder what it would feel like if he were to rub my hard pecker like I did at night sometimes. The thought made my penis twitch, but thankfully Allen was focused on my wound and hadn’t noticed because it would have probably weirded him out.
After taking a close look he announced it seemed fine so began to apply the ointment I had gotten from the doctor being careful not to brush up against my tight little boy bag. Even though I had my leg angled outwards the surgery cut was so close to my small boy baubles it was difficult to work around and not touch something. As he put the large band-aid like covering over my cut I felt the back of his fingers brushing up along the side of my ball bag making me gasp in shock from the intense tingling sensation that wracked my innards because of the sensuous like touch. My little testes immediately jolted upwards with my hard penis jerking catching Allen by surprise as well.
“Oh…I…oh fuck…I…I…didn’t mean it…I mean…it was an accident.” He mumbled apologetically immediately snatching his hand back while his eyes bugged out of his head, but unable to tear his gaze away at my spastic little drill bit as it jerked a couple of more times reflexively because of the innocent touch.
“It…it’s alright,” I gasped letting out my own little nervous giggle while my body settled back down from the unexpected sensation which had ripped through my body. “Besides, it’s not like you can really help it. Here, just wrap it back up and don’t worry about it so much. You will probably brush up against my nards again anyway when you wrap the gauze around my leg.” I pointed out with his big pretty blue eyes gazing up into mine a bit shocked by my comment. “I promise Allen, it’ll be alright.” I smiled softly letting him know I didn’t mind since it had to be done anyway.
He swallowed again and shook his head, but finally sighed and began to bind up my leg. I watched the other boy as he gently wrapped up my leg brushing against my tenders every once in a while. I kind of liked it when the back of his fingers brushed up against my little bag and wondered what it would feel like to touch him down there too. It’s strange, but he’s gotten a real close look at me and even Micah, but I didn’t even know what he looked like down there naked. The idea of seeing him undressed made my insides tingle and unable to help myself I reached down and pinched the tip of my knob noticing the other boy pause for a second with what he was doing before finishing up and securing it in place with those metal clips.
His eyes were riveted now on what I was doing, his cheeks turning red making me giggle. “What?” He asked finally looking up, but knowing I had caught him staring.
“Nothing, it’s just…,” I shrugged leaving what I was thinking unsaid.
It seemed to capture his attention as he furled his eyebrows. “Just what?”
“Nothing really…I mean…I was just wondering if…,” Now it was my turn to pause and bite my lower lip timidly because he was nervous enough about things without me getting into something a bit private.
He had been hunched over my leg and now sat up straighter while arching his eyebrows at me questioningly urging me on. “Um…can I ask you something private?” I wondered seeing him pause and his face hardening for a second or two.
The sandy haired boy merely stared at me for a few seconds as if debating before his features softened and he shrugged his shoulders coming to a decision. It was in that moment when something seemed to change inside of Allen. It was almost like he let down some of his defensive walls. I could tell he was still a little shy and guarded about things, but he also seemed a bit more resigned and laid back. I saw it in his eyes and realized I had noticed before something a little different about them and it dawned on me it was because of the defensive walls he had erected.
When he flashed me a quick smile and sighed my heart skipped a beat sending my mind in a million directions. “Yeah…sure. I mean…like you said we are friends…um…best friends…so yeah…I guess you can ask me whatever you want.” He spoke ever so softly catching me by complete surprise because I could tell he really meant it.
It got quiet while I mulled things over in my mind, the two of us staring at each other for a few more seconds before I noticed his eyes flicking towards my stiff dickie that I was piddling with my finger and thumb before quickly glancing away. “Um…sooooo…,” he prompted bringing me out of my hazy state and making me blush now as I shrugged my shoulders hesitantly.
“Geeze, you’re such a dweeb,” His eyes twinkled playfully while he chuckled and shook his head. “For real dude…I mean you are lying there all starkers with a boner to boot and you are getting all embarrassed and shy. I mean it can’t be any worse than you laying there fiddling around with that pecker of yours.” He suddenly burst out in a fit of laughter shaking his head and holding up his hand when he saw my mock pout.
“Oh no you don’t…I know better than to fall for that already.” He continued to laugh and unable to help myself I began to giggle as well.
It was good to see him laughing about the situation. I mean it had to be kind of uncomfortable for him with the two of us on my bed and me completely naked like this. He seemed a little more relaxed by it now though so when he once more raised his eyebrows questioningly I chuckled and rolled my shoulders.
Turning towards him I looked into his eyes and biting my lower lip exhaled softly. “Well…uh…you see…I was just sort of wondering if you…um…well…you know fiddled around with your dickie…er…I mean pecker. You know…making it feel good and all?” I finally asked softly, averting my gaze and blushing because even I knew this was kind of something private.
From the corner of my vision I could see the pre-teen’s mouth opening and closing several times before he sort of squeaked out. “You mean…,” he began before clearing his throat, but his voice still vibrating nervously. “You mean…like jacking off?” He asked softly looking around to make sure no one was listening, his whole face having turned beet red with embarrassment.
I’ve heard about jacking off plenty of times now through the gossiping sessions with my friends and some chats I’ve had with my older brother so nodded my head. “Yeah, you know, like making it feel good and all. I mean, I do it all the time…well…not like all the time. Actually, just every once in a while, but lately I’ve been getting the urge to do it more often…you know…because it feels really good and all.” I stated softly feeling the heat in my cheeks rise because I’ve now admitted to doing something kind of private and naughty to a friend, which I’ve never done before, ever.
Glancing over towards Allen the pre-teen seemed to be studying me for a few seconds before realizing I was kind of waiting for an answer. “Oh…um…I…I…,” he shrugged his shoulders and blushed.
It was an awkward situation for him and I kind of felt bad about it so was going to tell him never mind when he managed to speak up. “Well, I guess so. I mean, it’s not something you should feel bad about you know. I mean, most guys as they get older start to do that sort of thing and I guess more often once they get closer to puberty. It’s only natural; especially, older guys who are always horny.” He managed to get out with a little chuckle due to the whole ‘horny’ thing.
“So you…um…you jack off too then?” I asked sitting up a bit straighter, curious about it now while he blushed and smiled before glancing away.
“Yeah, sure, I guess. I mean…you know…like you said it feels really good and all.” He glanced back towards me flashing a quick nervous smile and blushing again which the two of us were doing a lot of now.
“So how often?” I asked curiously urged on by the way he was willing to talk about it with me.
His eyes snapped back over towards me, his mouth opening and closing cutely again before he let out a chuckle. “Shit…you really are a twat you know. Alright, if you want to know, yes, I jack off all the time, everyday if I can since anymore it’s like I’m always horny.” He admitted furling his eyes at me for a moment while the two of us stared at each other kind of surprised by the mutual admissions, direction, and topic of discussion.
It was finally too much and I began to giggle, which immediately evolved into an outright belly laugh with him busting up too unable to contain it any more. It felt good to laugh about something so private and naughty. I noticed him reaching down and adjusting his boner which made me bust up even more earning me a firm punch in the arm because he realized I had seen him do it.
“Gawd, you are such a pervert.” He teased while I stuck my tongue out at him.
“Yeah, well it looks like you are the horny one.” I criticized back while he laughed and nodded towards my erection.
“You’re one to talk.” He giggled pointedly and shaking his head. “Shit for real dude, I can’t believe you really don’t mind letting it all hang out like that; especially, all boned up to boot.” He chuckled shaking his head while I shrugged.
“I can’t help it, I’m kind of horny. I mean, it’s been a couple of days since I’ve, you know, and then it was like several days before then because of the surgery and stuff. It just seems like lately I’m always horny; especially, now after the surgery and stuff and not being able to…you know…mess around with myself.” I sighed seeing him looking at me kind of weirdly.
“Oh…,” was all he could manage at the moment while I focused on my little cocklet and began stroking it with my thumb and finger feeling the familiar like tingling sensation.
“Um…Tim…what are you doing?” He asked me a bit taken aback.
“I can’t take it anymore, I’m horny.” I admitted looking up and pausing while he turned almost completely pale by my proclamation. “What? We’ve just talked about it and all so it isn’t as if you don’t know I do that sort of thing.” I pointed out.
“Yeah…but…but…shit dude…for real…you aren’t going to…like right now?” He asked a bit shocked his eyes getting big and round.
“Sure, why not, I’m horny,” I giggled naughtily. “Come-on, I know you’re horny too.” I giggled. “It’d be kind of cool to…you know…do it together…at the same time.” I added glancing down at his crotch while he noticed me looking and reflexively covered up his obvious boner.
“You’re kidding.” He squeaked a bit shocked.
“Why not…I mean…you’re horny, I’m horny, and no one else is around. I’ve never jacked off around someone else and it could be kind of…you know…fun.” I added reaching out and grabbing him by the arm tugging him towards me.
He resisted, but I pulled on him some more and to my surprise he actually crawled next to me. I suppose it was more in response to my tug than any real willingness because he looked totally bewildered and confused by the quick turn of events. He settled back and seemed to come out of his perplexed state starting to shift away, but I wrapped my left arm around his shoulders, the closeness of his body making me quiver excitedly.
“Just relax, it’ll be cool, you’ll see.” I smiled at him gazing into his soft blue eyes seeing mixed emotions behind the guarded veil of secrets.
“I…I can’t do this.” He smiled nervously while I gave him a quick hug.
“Sure you can…it’ll be fun.” I insisted. “Besides, it’s my birthday and you didn’t give me a present yet.” I added with him gawking at me.
“B…but you said…um…you said…not to.” he squeaked nervously.
“Pleeeeease Allen, for me…it’ll be fun…you’ll see.” I pleaded really wanting to see him naked and do something a little naughty with the other boy.
“No…you…you don’t understand…I…I…,” he scrunched up his face glancing down at my nakedness almost as if he was totally awestruck by the situation.
He was nervous and I was too, but I was also really horny; especially, now that I could feel the warmth of his body next to mine and smell his slightly musky like pre-teen scent. It was too much for me and whether or not he joined in didn’t matter so much anymore because I was just too horny. Reaching down I began to fiddle around with my extremely hard two and a quarter inch erection letting my finger and thumb do their magic. The familiar tingling sensation began to bubble up to the surface and I knew it wouldn’t take much for me to get off. Glancing up I noticed the way Allen was staring at what I was doing. My eyes instinctively traveled down towards his crotch and I could see his finger and thumb running up and down the length of his own erection which had formed a sleek smooth outline just below the fabric of his red jeans.
It was the fist time I had any indication of what he had down there as my eyes widened even further when I saw him reach up and unsnap the clasp on his jeans. I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks because it looked like Allen might actually join in with me. My eyes were totally riveted on him now as my own fingers continued to manipulate my stiff tuber and small little ball sack getting excited when his fingers slowly pulled down his zipper. I nearly gasped when the flaps spread open revealing the tenting inside of his white boy’s briefs. The pre-teen seemed to hesitate at this moment and when I glanced up his face was furled up and he was biting his lower lip anxiously. He looked down into my eyes and I smiled back reassuringly.
“It’ll be cool.” I gasped softly my body quivering due to the intensity of the moment, slowing down my own stroking so I wouldn’t go too far before I was ready.
Glancing back down I licked my lips in anticipation my eyes widening when I saw him hooking his thumbs in the front of his briefs and tug downwards tucking the gummy waistband beneath his ball sack. “Oh gawd, that’s so fucking hot.” I rasped when the pre-teen’s boner popped into view for the very first time. “Oh…oh shit…that’s awesome.” I croaked noticing the sleek length of the sandy haired boy’s erection.
It was long and very slim, no thicker than mine, but at least twice as long making me shiver excitedly. He had a nice smooth ball sack and like me he was still hairless too, somehow making me feel as if that was way sexy. The length of his erection kind of surprised me since he had indicated he was about the same size as me. As I eyed it I figured he had to be a good four and a half inches long, but it was about as thin around like mine, no thicker than my thumb, making it kind of thin and wiry looking, almost like his body which sort of made sense in a way. I almost giggled because I realized his pecker was long and lanky just like the rest of him with a cute helmet shaped bell end.
A lump had formed in my throat and I had to swallow hard as I watched his left hand reaching down and cupping his ample sized nards in their silky like pouch. Despite the gummy band of his underwear tucked beneath his skin purse they still looked soft and supple as he began to roll his cork sized testicles around in his fingers.
“Whoa, way cool…nice.” I whispered softly my body quivering excitedly because like the rest of him his boy kit was beautiful.
Glancing up I noticed Allen’s face furling, his eyes flittering down checking himself out before looking back over towards me. “Really…I mean…you think it looks nice.” He asked nervously not so sure.
“Oh yeah, way nice dude. It’s longer than I expected though since you said it was about the same size like mine.” I admitted bending forward slightly for a closer look before sitting back up and glancing into his eyes blushing at having simply leaned in like that, but he didn’t seem bothered by it.
“Um…yeah…well…it really isn’t bigger than yours. I mean, it just gets long like that…you know…when I get a boner, but when it is soft it’s a lot like yours.”
“Whoa, that’s wicked cool,” I admitted glancing down at mine wondering why it didn’t get long like his, but then again Micah’s and Chase’s didn’t get twice as long either.
“I still don’t have any pubes or anything yet which totally sucks. I mean, kids my age are supposed to have hairs down there already or at least having some beginning to sprout.” He added while I shrugged my shoulders.
“I like how you look down there now. I suppose you would look nice with some hairs like Chase has down there, but I’ve seen some older guys before and some are way too hairy. It’s kind of nasty I think to have too much.” I admitted as he seemed to think on it for a moment before blushing because he sort of realized we were not only talking about this stuff, but he was actually naked as well.
“Oh gawd, I can’t believe I’m doing this.” He squeaked nervously his hands now covering up his boy goods.
“Hey no fair.” I chuckled shaking my head. “Dude, it’s too late to go back now, I’ve already seen it. Besides, you have nothing to worry about or need to hide. You look sexy hot down there.” I giggled focusing on my own little two plus inch gherkin needing a little bit of relief because I was really horny now.
My finger and thumb once more began their little stroking motions and when I glanced back over I noticed Allen had started up on his own pickle, but unlike me he was using his entire fist. It was so damn sexy hot watching how his closed mits ran up and down the length of his sleek drill bit slipping over his helmet shaped bell end before it poked back into view. It sort of reminded me of how Micah’s looked when it slid in and out of view because of his foreskin. Allen was circumcised though just like me and Chase, still his pumping fist along the thin shaft sort of reminded me of someone with foreskin.
It was sexy hot watching the older boy fisting his tube steak like that with each downward stroke pounding up against his sagging pouch making it jiggle around. My eyes widened in pleasant surprise when I thought I detected his two chestnut sized truffles begin to squirm around in their enclosure. He was jacking off using his right hand while his left hand ran along the flat surface of his pasty looking skin just above his penis. In my imagination I could see him with pubic hair and jacking off like this while his left hand ran through sandy blonde colored pubes making me shudder even more.
Everything about what we were doing together made my body burn hotly and I could already feel the my giggle berries begin to squirm around excitedly indicating I was getting really close now. Feeling Allen’s soft warm body so close to me during such an intimate moment felt totally wicked and nothing like I’ve ever experienced before, even with Micah. This was somehow different and more intense than the experiences I had with the little blond boy. With Allen it felt deeper and somehow more real as I leaned into him feeling the older boy shift closer as well. He paused for a moment and wrapped his right arm around my shoulders pulling me closer to him and shifted to jacking off with his left hand now. His motions weren’t as smooth and I could tell he wasn’t used to using his left hand to jack off, but it seemed like he was enjoying it enough because I could feel him starting to tense up.
Our hips and thighs continued to rub up against one another my only regret that he wasn’t naked like me so it could be his soft skin rubbing up against mine. It was still stimulating because of his closeness as our legs and feet began to bump up against one another. Even his scent which was oddly different now made me a little dizzy. It took me a moment to realize it was different because he was now sweating, his body emitting a sort of sex like scent most of us produced when we did the naughty.
Glancing downwards my eyes widened at the plum colored tinge to the boy’s flared out nozzle and the reddened shaft from the friction of his hammer hand. It became too much and I felt my testicles suddenly lurching upwards while the familiar like exhilarating sensation slammed into my small body forcing me to squeak in pleasure.
“Eeeep, uuumph, uuuumph, aaaaaahhhhhh, eeeep,” I jolted my penis shooting blank pellets while my toes curled and I grunted blissfully all the while staring at the pre-teen’s cock being furiously pumped in his left hand.
I could feel my penis continuing to jerk in spastic little twitches and when I glanced up for a quick look I noticed Allen staring wide eyed at my pecker and balls during my orgasm. His features looked so damn cute with his mouth hanging open slightly and the tip of his tongue poking out on the side. Then his face started to transition and I looked down just in time to see him begin his own pleasurable journey.
To my total surprise I saw the tip of his penis start to glisten damply and instantly knew what it was making me smile in appreciation. I’ve seen Chase erupt before and even though no huge stringy like globes came screaming out the tip of Allen’s bell end I knew he definitely was squirting. Him squirting stuff was another pleasant surprise to add to the list along with that hard long sleek schlong between his legs.
“I…I…I’m gonna…,” the older boy gasped before suddenly lurching and arching his back slightly off the mattress.
Even the toes in his socks curled just like mine as I watched in total fascination while his marbles suddenly jerked upwards and the tip of his penis flared out exposing another bead of his oozing boy juice.
“Aaaaarph, uuuumph, uuuumph, aaaaaahhhhhh, oooomph, oooomph, oooomph,” he grunted while he continued to slide his fist up and down the long thin tubular dowel.
It was amazing to watch the other boy’s nuggets jolting up and down while his penis continued to vibrate almost as if it were humming. Then with one final lung of his hips he suddenly collapsed back on to the mattress sucking in air and wheezing.
“Oh gawd…oh gawd,” he rasped his eyes still locked on my own penis which had already shriveled up until nothing but my tip end was showing poking out from my body like a little toggle switch.
We were both breathing hard and staring at each other. I couldn’t resist the urge so reached over and ran my thumb and finger over his sensitive bell end scooping up some of the slimy substance.
“Ouch…what the fuck.” Allen yelped, his body jerking because he was really sensitive down there as he quickly reached down and unhooked the waistband of his underwear from beneath his nut sack and tucked his stuff away from view.
The sandy haired boy hastily buttoned up his jeans and zipped up hiding the evidence of his naughty deed while cupping himself protectively. I was sad to see his beautiful pecker and truffles being tucked away while also a little disappointed that I wouldn’t get to see it softening up. At the moment it really didn’t matter because I had something else to check out as I lifted my hand up and inspected the clear slimy substance I had scooped up from his sensitive knob.
“Whoa, that’s like totally wicked. I didn’t know you squirted.” I beamed at him seeing the other boy blush and looking a bit guilty about what we had just done together.
“Um…yeah…it just sort of happened for the first time the other day.” He admitted glancing at my fingers before looking away kind of embarrassed by it.
“Wow, this is like way cool. It feels kind of slippery like.” I informed him taking a closer look.
Then I detected something else, a different kind of smell so lifted my fingers up to my nose and inhaled. “Oooh…yuck dude, what are you doing?” He asked furling his face.
“Nothing, just smelling it is all. It’s kind of a strange scent.” I admitted.
I was even tempted to take a taste of it, but that would probably weird out the other boy. As it was I could tell he seemed a little self conscious now about the entire incident of what just happened between the two of us. Sighing, I lowered my hand and wiped it off on my bedding. There really wasn’t a lot of it on my finger and thumb, and unlike Chase who squirted this white stuff, Allen’s was clear.
“That was way cool.” I admitted and suddenly yawning with a warm cozy sensation inserting itself over my body.
My mind started to feel a bit sluggish now and even my body felt tired. After taking my pills at the skate park the medication had started to work and make me drowsy. It’s why I came home in the first place, but after the ride home, the excitement of being alone with Allen had sort of kicked in followed by the spurt of energy required for a quick jerk off session. Now though, not only was the drowsiness of the pills starting to insert itself on me again, but also the natural aftereffects of a rousing orgasm.
The mere thought of the word ‘orgasm’ made me smile and if I wasn’t so damn tired I’d probably had laughed at it. Lately, there have been a lot of things my friends and I have been discovering and learning about. They were naughty things, but I suppose it was all part of growing up.
“Are you alright?” I heard Allen’s soft voice through my hazy state as he also inhaled deeply and yawned making me smile.
“Yeah, just a little tired is all. I just need to close my eyes for a second or two.” I sighed leaning into the older boy.
I felt him shifting around a little holding me into his body and allowing my head to rest in the crook of his shoulder. It felt nice and cozy and I didn’t want to move allowing the hazy fog to take over as I slowly drifted off to sleep.
Allen yawned again, glancing down at the eleven year old boy cuddled up in his arms. It appeared as if the cute brown eyed boy had suddenly fallen asleep as he shook his head in total disbelief at what he had just done. For the life of him he couldn’t figure out what had possessed him to actually get naked and jack off with the other boy. No one’s ever seen him exposed like that before and it was kind of embarrassing while also a bit exciting. Still, he felt a little guilty about it because he knew that for Tim this had more to do with a boy his age being curious about his body and playful sex. For Allen though this was more about sexual attraction along with having feelings for the other boy in what was more than simple friendship. What the two of them had done was kind of a naughty type of fooling around kids their age tended to do sometimes, but he was gay and shouldn’t be doing something like this with another boy. Not when the other boy didn’t know about him because there were consequences for such things. He only hoped this wouldn’t come back on him and affect the friendship he had with all the Miner brothers.
Of course Chase already knew about him being gay, but he wasn’t sure how the older boy would react if he found out how he was messing around with his younger brother in a sexual way. Just because the teen didn’t mind having a friend who was gay didn’t mean he’d appreciate a gay kid who was older than his little brother actually messing around and doing sexual things with him. Allen knew before he had actually gotten a bit naughty with Tim that it was a bad idea, but he simply couldn’t resist the urge because he really had been horny. Why did growing up have to be so complicated he thought to himself.
Exhaling softly Allen shook his head somberly. The nasty deed was done and over with and all he could do now was try to make sure something like that didn’t happen again. He liked the eleven year old boy a lot, and even now as he gazed down at the naked boy in his arms he had to fight the urge to do something a little naughty. The younger boy looked so sexy hot at the moment with his small little tight ball sack and little pecker begging to be touched and fondled. He got the impression the other boy probably wouldn’t even mind, but deep down he knew it would be taking advantage of the situation.
Allen desperately wanted to explore the other boy’s soft smooth body; especially, that cute little treasure between those firm legs, but he fought away the urge. He was old enough to know it would be wrong to take advantage of the other boy who was currently sleeping in his arms because of his medication. He may be gay, but it didn’t mean he was a pervert who’d molest an innocent kid, much less a boy he had deep feelings for and cared about. Sighing, he smiled and brushed some strands of hair off to the side of the boy’s face before leaning down and kissing those adorable soft lips hearing Tim mumble cutely in his sleep. The younger boy’s mouth tasted like hot cocoa reminding him of their earlier accidental kiss which had left him feeling lightheaded and woozy. When their lips had connected for his first ever real kiss, he had known right there and then it had been something very special. Even now, pressing his lips up against the other boy’s mouth he knew it was more than just an innocent kiss. He was confused and anxious by his feelings as he settled his head back on the pillow, closed his eyes, and allowed his body to relax with sleep wrapping him up in its gentle embrace while the taste and feel of the innocent boy’s kiss continued to linger even in his sub-conscious state.
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End of Pt2. Chapter Five: Allen – Tim – It’s More Than Just An Innocent Kiss
Coming Soon Pt.2. Chapter Six: Harry Miner – A Nagging Feeling
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