A Family For Christmas
Chapter 09
Boys: Unwrapping Gifts
Micah's Precious Christmas Gift Pt.2
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EXCERPT FROM HARRY MINER: CHRISTMAS EVE BLUES
The Judge banged her gavel putting on a hurt look and rolling her eyes. “Well I never…,” she huffed waving her arm indignantly. “Well if that is how you all are then let’s just get it all over with. My ruling is effective immediately and thusly, Allen is to be placed in the custody of his grandparents, which in layman’s terms means they can do whatever they want regarding where he spends Christmas, goes on vacation, and so on. Now scoot all of you out of my courtroom. I’ve got a party of my own to attend to.” She instructed signing some paperwork and motioning for everyone to come forward and grab the appropriate documentation.
Despite her dismissing everyone we all gathered around and began an impromptu party amongst ourselves with lots of hugging and kissing taking place. Christmas Eve had started out with the blues, but it ended with a bang as Judge Bennett invited us all over to the party with the police officers. It was late, but tomorrow was Christmas and none of us had anything else to do for over a week since we were all officially on vacation.
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BOYS: UNWRAPPING GIFTS
It was nice and cozy under the covers as Micah dozed contentedly, the anxiety of the last several days finally letting his body relax. He hadn’t realized just how stressed out he had been until after the court hearing and to his relief everything finally worked out for the best. He hadn’t been worried for himself, knowing he was safe and sound with only the adoption holding things up. Even then he hadn’t been really worried since he was told it was only a formality and was assured by his parents, Maddie, and the Judge over the phone it was going to happen. What had him so upset the last several days was the issue concerning his bestest of friends and hero Allen. The boy was older than him, but had officially become Micah’s best friend. Now that the situation with the twelve year old pre-teen was finally resolved, things were looking up for Micah, his family, Allen, and the other boy’s family and how everyone now sort of fit together.
It was still dark outside when I slowly opened up my eyes with a grin spreading over my features. It was officially Christmas and a whole year now that I’ve become a member of a real family. This marked the one year anniversary of being welcomed into the Miner family and the first official day of actually being a Miner. The idea made me feel all warm and fuzzy as I gazed across the room towards my brother. The simple word ‘brother’ made my eyes well up for a second because before, even though I thought and said it, didn’t make it for real except as an idea only, but now ‘my brother’ had suddenly become official like. It was really strange because in some ways I knew he wasn’t my brother for real, but in all the ways that mattered he was my brother in truth.
Slipping out from under the covers I noticed it was warm and comfortable inside the room making me wonder if Dad hadn’t turned down the thermostat last night like he usually did before going to bed. This too made me smile and get tingly all over. I had a mom and dad for real now, my very own parents. Last night after the court hearing Judge Bennett chatted with me a little and pointed out most kids have no choice in who their parents are, but in some ways I was lucky because I got to select my parents. Of course I had countered saying that’s not how it really happened while she had smiled and asked if it really hadn’t. She reminded me in the end it had been my own choice if I wanted to have the Miner’s as my parents, making me smile now as I realized she was right. When all was said and done it had been my choice and I chose to become a part of this family.
Sitting up on my bed I smiled and reached for the card sitting on my little end table, the only thing I set out for Christmas inside my room. Tim had put up a few things, but most of the decorations where in the main room downstairs. Besides, the card is what I treasured the most as I sniffled gazing at the beautiful angel on the front before opening it up and once more reading the handwritten note. It was from Chase, and he had given it to me last year for Christmas along with a year long pass at the Skate Park. It was the first time I truly felt wanted in a very long while as my eyes watered when I read the inscription.
‘Welcome to the family Micah…we all love you.’
Those simple words meant the world to me as I ran my fingers over it lovingly knowing I would treasure the card always. I kept it tucked away safely in the envelope, inside a box, and inside the end table drawer. Every once in a while if I was feeling sad I would bring it out as a reminder of how blessed I was to have a family. Now since it was Christmas time I kept it out on my end table to remind me of how it all began. I might only be ten years old, but I understood what a special thing this was that had happened to me as I set the card back on my end table and padded silently over to the other side of the room.
My brother was sleeping soundly when I lifted up the covers on his bed and smirked. Like me he was completely naked and as usual hard as a rock between his legs with his tiny little bobber pulsing casually with his heartbeat. Smiling I looked at it unashamedly and then frowned because it looked a little bigger for some reason. I mean, it still looked small like always, but kind of different too as I gazed at his danglies which were usually tightly balled up, but under the warm covers had loosened up some his hazelnut sized testicles contracting upwards making me wonder what he was dreaming to make his penis lurch and his nards contract like that. Then I noticed that those too seemed to have changed a bit. They were no longer small like hazelnuts, but more like mine about the size of almonds.
Looking down at myself I was hard as a rock too, my own penis jolting excitedly now and my nards leaping upwards. Even though I was into girls I never got tired of seeing Tim naked like this. I loved seeing Chase and Allen naked too, giggling as I recalled how the twelve year old boy’s penis had spat at me that one time in the shower. It had been kind of sexy and I had enjoyed how his hard thin and extremely long thingy had felt in my hand when it suddenly went into a spastic fit. All these naughty thoughts were making me horny now as I slipped under the covers and scooted closer towards Tim. Without a concern that he’d be upset I settled my body on top of his, enjoying the sensation of his warm smooth skin plastered up against mine as I slowly ground my hips into his feeling our hard thingies rubbing against one another.
It felt nice being this close to the eleven year old boy and even his scent made me all tingly inside as I felt him slowly stirring awake. The other boy’s arms slowly wrapped around my waist and he spread his knees outward giving me even more access as I felt my soft sack drooping between his thighs and rubbing gently against his silky boy bag. It was kind of sexy and a reminder of how I missed these kinds of moments with him. I wasn’t trying to get all sexed up with him where I would get that nice tingly feeling, but I did want to feel him close and allow myself to enjoy being with him.
“Mmmmm, this feels so nice Micah, but it’s making me all horny and we need to be a bit careful.” I heard Tim whispering as his body quivered beneath mine and I stopped grinding against him.
“I said we just need to be careful not for you to stop.” My brother giggled while cupping his hands up against my butt cheeks squeezing playfully making me giggle too as I lifted my head and looked down into his soft brown eyes.
“You and Allen still haven’t done anything sexual yet, have you?” I asked tenderly my question not even bothering my brother who smiled at me softly and reached up brushing my hair off to the side.
“I love your hair, it’s so beautiful.” He grinned studying my face intently before he shook his head. “No, we are still virgins.” He admitted while I frowned having heard that word used in a lot of different ways and it confused me.
“Tim?”
“Hmmmm,” I heard him respond noticing how he was studying my face and running his fingers lightly over my lips as I kissed them seeing him smile at my affectionate display.
“What exactly does that mean…you know, being a virgin? I mean I sort of know, but sometimes the way people use it is kind of confusing.” I admitted.
“Oh, well for a guy it means he hasn’t stuck his dickie inside a girl and for a girl it means a boy hasn’t put it inside of them.” He explained in simple terms making me frown again.
“So, even though me and you have done some sex things together we are still virgins?” I asked seeing him nod. “So, if you and Allen have sex together you guys will still be virgins too. Does that mean gay people are virgins forever?” I wondered seeing him frown now as well evidently never having thought about it like that before.
He didn’t respond so I settled my head in the crook of his shoulder and neck closing my eyes and shivering because he was running his hand softly up and down my back. It felt really nice and I humped into him a little enjoying how it felt to rub my hard dickie up against his slightly smaller one. It never bothered me how he was smaller than me down there and I’m glad it never really bothered him either. I suppose size really didn’t matter since I knew when we rubbed up against each other it made him feel good like it did me.
Tim smiled and shook his head enjoying how it felt to have his little brother rubbing against him like this, not to mention how it sounded to say brother and it being for real now.
In a way Micah rubbing up against me was kind of sexual, but I knew this isn’t what this was all about. Like me, I knew my little brother just wanted to feel close. In many families this would never even happen whether it was a brother by blood or by adoption, but for some odd reason the two of us had a very unique and close relationship with no regrets. I had felt a little bad about what happened a few months back when the two of us got a little sexed up again and my little brother had an orgasm, but we had talked about it later. Micah explained how he didn’t want me to feel awful because of what happened. He pointed out he needed it because he was so worked up and had been missing it with me even though he was into girls now. I suppose from time to time since we were so close this could happen again, but I wanted to be cautious about it and try to prevent it because things really were different between us now.
“Come-on, let’s go sneak a peek at the Christmas tree.” I suggested rolling him off of me and admiring his sexy little body.
It never got old seeing his foreskin covered penis. I’ve played with it often over the past year enjoying how it felt to get sexed up with him, pee him, pull his skin back, and to mess around with his shiny knob. Even his cute little satchel captivated me to no end with his almond sized testes always squirming around inside their casing. It was really fun playing with his stuff like that and I only hoped that at some point I will get to play around with Allen the same way. We’ve gotten a bit more frisky and all, but still nothing I would really call sex; just a lot of kissing and a bit of groping, which of course always made me swoon.
With our boners leading the way, we giggled quietly as we stepped lightly down the stairs. Halfway down I paused a moment, Micah stopping as well and looking at me curiously while I gazed at the Christmas tree. He followed my gaze and we both stared for several moments until I heard him whispering.
“What’s wrong?” He asked, my gaze shifting towards him and my eyes welling up.
Shaking my head I whispered back tenderly. “That’s where you were born. It’s where I saw you for the very first time under the tree, our family’s very own Christmas angel. I fell in love with you at that very moment while standing right here on the stairs. On that day right here on these very steps you were born into our family.” I whispered softly seeing Micah’s eyes well up as we both sat down for a few moments and hugged giving each other a warm tender kiss right on the lips.
Hushed noises and my brothers’ bedroom door opening and closing softly stirred Chase awake from his sleep as he groaned and rolled on to his back.
Exhaling softly, I knew the little stinkers were making their way down the stairs to sneak a peep at the Christmas gifts. Tim simply couldn’t ever resist and I’m sure he dragged Micah with him. Normally, my brother would wake me up, but he knew I preferred to sleep in until it was time to get up. Still, it was like a tradition I had come to enjoy with my brother so decided I’d join the two little rascals for a few minutes as I stretched noticing the large football sized stadium I was creating out of my blanket.
My body quivered a friendly reminder that I was feeling a bit horny first thing in the morning. It was also a reminder how Suzie and I hadn’t done the nasty together in a while. Not that we didn’t want to, but rather we had all been pretty busy and there hadn’t been any opportunity to do anything except for a little bit of the typical snogging. It left me to other vices in the form of my own hand as I reached down noticing I was slightly damp down there. Sighing, I decided I better take care of things real quick like as I reached over the side of my bed and retrieved one of my socks.
Tossing aside my covers, I fisted my thick tube stake forcing the sock over my hand getting everything covered up like a prophylactic and began doing what came naturally. I was right handed so used it to great effect as my fingers rolled over the tip of my knob and I twisted them around some to create some nice friction. This was nowhere near as nice as actually making love to Suzie as I now began to focus on her and that sexy hot body. She had beautiful perky breasts with wonderful thighs and soft curves in all the right places. My girlfriend even smelled fantastic, totally different from a guy. It was kind of difficult to describe, but her fragrance was always flowery and sweet as I felt my toes beginning to curl. I began visualizing how she loved to run her fingers through my downy pubes, running them along the length of my fat tube and cupping her hand under my fleshy skin purse. She’s even given me a few blowjobs her cheeks puffing out when I unloaded my precious cargo while she eagerly swallowed down my little spermies.
Everything about her was sexy hot and nothing was off limits between the two of us anymore as I felt my hips rising up off the mattress when the hot molten lava began to blast out of the tip of my penis. It burned along the inside of my thick shaft before being flung into the netting of my sock as my balls continued to contract and expel a large load of boy splooge. It was intense catching me by surprise because it’s actually been a while since I’ve spilled out so much at one time. Then it dawned on me how it’s been a couple of days since I’ve actually tossed my fat cucumber.
The intense surge of ecstasy exploded all along my insides while my skin began to tingle all over. Wave after wave of intense orgasmic spastic ripples radiated outwards for several long moments until with one final heave a sense of calm euphoric blissfulness finally settled over my body as I gasped and gulped for air. Slowly I began to relax, the incident feeling as if it had lasted for a long time, while realistically and from experience I knew the orgasm had probably lasted all of a minute, if that long.
Slowly my breathing steadied as I removed my sock and gently wiped away any more stickiness off of my fleshy meat making sure to check my pubes as well. I’ve gotten good over the years of making sure my spunk didn’t get all gummed up in my pubes by using my makeshift cum rag in a way so it always captured most everything. Satisfied, I tossed off my covers dumping my snotty sock into the dirty laundry bag hanging inside my closet and padded my way downstairs not bothering with underwear knowing the stinkers were probably naked as jaybirds too. If I was worried about mom and dad coming down I would have slipped into something, but since it was just us it didn’t matter so much as I paused on the steps and took a seat watching my two little nudists kneeling down in front of the Christmas tree careful not to disturb the gifts.
The two little stinkers were so cute together and I counted my blessings to have such great brothers. This made me smile because it was now official; Micah was my brother for real not only in thought and dead, but also in reality since it was all legal now. He was such a beautiful boy as I recalled how we had found him just this last year and right about the same time sleeping up under the branches of our Christmas tree. Tim had immediately fallen in love with the boy, and I was right there along for the ride.
In many ways the relationship Micah had between me and Tim were quite different. I could tell that for us we had immediately bonded as brothers while with Tim it had been a bit special. It was a mixture of friendship and brotherly love that connected those two. Not to mention the natural curiosity of sexual exploration. I got the sense they didn’t do much of that together anymore because the idea of being brothers had won out. I didn’t have any illusions they had indeed been sexually active together on some level, and probably still were at times, but they had each moved on to a different stage in their lives. Tim had finally found someone special and Micah was just now discovering girls.
The blond boy was a vision of pure perfection as I sat there watching him interact with Tim, and I only hoped he would take a more cautious road when it came to sex with other girls. In many ways I was regretting my decision of having lost my virginity because of lust rather than love. With Suzie it was so much different than it had been for me with my old girlfriend. The sex had been hot and passionate, but I now knew it hadn’t been about love, but rather lust and mostly on my old girlfriend’s part. She loved getting off, and of course I did too, but that is all it was for her. I suppose at the time I had deeper feelings for her, it was just how I was wired, but it was nothing compared to what I felt towards Suzie. The two of us were right together and that is what I wanted for Micah.
The blond boy was beautiful with a very exquisite body, but nothing compared to that beautiful penis of his. Even I recognized the sexy hot nature of his penis, and I was a guy who definitely was into girls. Deep down I understood when all was said and done there would be girls out there only after him for his body. Of course this was in many cases typical of boys in regards to girls, but it didn’t mean this wasn’t also true of girls towards boys; especially, a special boy such as Micah. It’s not what I wanted for him and since he was becoming more interested in girls as of late I figured it was probably time to talk to him about it. When it came to sex it was very difficult for guys to say no to, but I at least wanted him to understand the importance of waiting for the right girl if possible. I was a prime example of a guy whose first time had been for all the wrong reasons, and it was something I had to deal with when it came to my current girlfriend.
At my doctor’s urging I had taken the time with Suzie to discuss our sexual relationship. She of course knew I had been sexually active before so I informed her since we were now intimate my doctor and I had decided it was important for me to be tested. To her credit she didn’t view this as a negative thing, but rather as me being responsible and having her best interests at heart. We also discussed in depth the issue of us having sexual intercourse and even though my doctor suggested I use precautions we both decided not to worry about it so much. She enjoyed the way it felt to have my fleshiness entering inside of her and didn’t want to have a barrier when we had intercourse.
She understood why my doctor would be a little concerned and assured me she was being very cautious about her birth control and that she thought since I was being tested she should make an appointment and have one done as well, just to be safe even if something didn’t show up with me. During that time she could talk to her own doctor about her body and issues regarding being sexually active. We were seriously committed to one another and had fallen in love so our discussion hadn’t felt awkward in any way, which kind of surprised me.
We were in love, so I suppose that simply managed to make things easier. I did stress though how important it was for her to let me know if anything changes regarding her contraceptive methods. I didn’t want us to become another one of those statistics with an accidental pregnancy. It was important for her to know that if she said ‘no’ I would honor her wishes, but it would make things easier if she talked to me about any concerns. I didn’t want us to have sex just for sex sake, even though it was a very nice experience to share together. Like my doctor had pointed out all it took was one time, and I felt if we were old enough to have sex we surely were old enough to be responsible and take all the necessary precautions. Just because we were teenagers didn’t mean we couldn’t take control of our sexual relationship, and to Suzie’s credit she agreed saying she wanted us to be as natural as possible, but indeed it was also important to be responsible. God, how I loved her.
My eyes shifted towards my brother Tim and I smiled fondly at him. I was indeed a lucky guy to have such fine little brothers. The eleven year old boy was a sexy little stud muffin in his own rights as well. I knew for a fact a lot of girls were already pining for him, wanting to get down his pants as well. Even Suzie had mentioned how her sister was all excited about the upcoming trip because of Tim. She confided in me how her sister really wanted to get down my brother’s pants wondering what he had down there, which to my surprise Suzie didn’t have any issues over. Of course Tim was a bit on the small side in that department, but I was fairly certain in the grand scheme of things it wouldn’t have mattered. If his sexual prowess was only one tenth of his happy go lucky and exuberant nature, he’d be pleasing the girls in many ways providing them plenty of sexual satisfaction.
This however wouldn’t become a reality because my little brother wasn’t wired that way. I couldn’t tell Suzie this because it wasn’t my place to do so. My brother was destined to go down a different path. It didn’t bother me that he was gay, and we’ve talked about it some already when we were alone together. He had confided in me how both him and Allen were holding off on getting too intimate, but he indeed wanted things to go further between them.
It was kind of weird having this sort of conversation with him because it involved two boys becoming intimate, but strangely enough it truly didn’t disgust me and I found it would be fairly typical of what we’d talk about if he were interested in girls. I had told him the same thing I planned on telling Micah, how it wasn’t bad to take things slow until he was absolutely certain about things. If Allen wasn’t ready he just needed to be patient. If it was meant to be then it would happen at the proper time and not before, unless he pushed things in an unnatural way. If he did that then there would be consequences, so my advice had been to enjoy what he had with Allen and let thing happen naturally.
My little brother was such a sweet kid, and so was Allen, and I thought they deserved a chance at a happy life together however it may transition over time. I was so fortunate to have Tim in my life and I never felt as if he was somehow a burden. If anything he brought a lot of happiness and joy in our lives. He was the one who always had a quick smile and a fun joyous outlook on life. He was a risk taker, outgoing, and very personable making life a joy and interesting when he was around. Even these last few days when we were all feeling down in the dumps, it was his outlook in life that had kept us going even though other than Allen he had the most to lose.
The boys were so focused on looking under the tree they hadn’t even noticed me watching them for several minutes until Micah happened to look up with a big grin spreading over his features. He got up and ran into my arms, pressing his naked body into mine as I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply. There was a kind of innocence about his scent that made me quiver because it was so pure. Even the soft skin on his body felt clean and silky smooth as I ran them down his back and over on top of his smooth rounded orbs.
“Damn, you’ve got a sexy hot ass.” I admitted in surprise, hearing the smaller blond boy giggling as he pulled back slightly tilting his head at me.
“You think so?” He asked seriously while I smiled and nodded my head.
“Oh yeah, and if I wasn’t so into girls I’d be playing around with it all the time, not to mention certain other body parts.” I teased, the candidness surprising none of us as Tim came over and cuddled up with me too.
My sandy haired brother leaned in giving me a quick peck on the cheek before wheedling himself into my arms as I now gave them both a squeeze. I inhaled again, Tim’s scent so ingrained into my very being that I’d recognize it anywhere. I couldn’t remember a time when I hadn’t smelled his scent at some point in the day and it always reminded me of home. I loved him dearly, both of them actually. I don’t think many families realize how important they are to one another, but I try to remind myself how blessed I am to have family who I loved and who loved me in return. Most of my friends never gave such things a second thought, but I never took it for granted. Maybe that was strange for a teenager, but I couldn’t help myself as I reached down with my left hand giving Tim a little tweak on his keister as well hearing him giggling.
“Damn, two cute boys with sexy hot asses.” I giggled teasingly. “Damn, for real Tim if you weren’t my brother and I was gay I’d be tempted to jump your bones right now.” I chided lightheartedly hearing him sigh.
“I love you too Chase, but my ass belongs to Allen.” He retorted playfully as he stood back up and I nodded knowingly.
“Yeah, I suppose, but come-on guys let’s get back to bed before mom and dad catch all our floppy bits hanging out in the breeze.” I reminded them as we all looked at one another realizing we were butt naked and getting a little impish giggle out of my two younger brothers as they followed me upstairs into my room.
Since I didn’t protest they slipped into bed with me and cuddled up knowing we still had several hours before it was time to get up. Tim snuggled up on one side of me and Micah on the other side as his hand snaked downwards and his fingers brushed through my pubes. Both of my brothers always enjoyed checking out my pubes, but Micah especially seemed enthralled by it as he now shifted his hand and slowly stroked my flaccid penis. I had just got done tossing my todger, but someone’s soft hand playing around with it always managed to get me boned up. He giggled when my pickle swelled up into a cucumber before he released it and once more ran his fingers through my downy pubes.
“I can’t wait until I start getting hairs. What color do you think mine will end up being?” He asked, Tim raising his head and glancing down giggling because he could see his little brother messing around with me down there as usual.
Shrugging my shoulders I chuckled and took a good guess. “Well, your hair is pretty blond while your eyebrows are a little darker. A lot of guys’ hair starts to darken up a little when they get older so if I had to guess I’d say maybe a light brown, not dark brown like mine.”
“Oh, alright…cool.” He stated simply while I shook my head.
Sometimes the kid asked the quirkiest questions and I’ve learned that giving simple straightforward answers seems to always work out for the best. “Come-on let’s get some shut eye. Last night plum wore me out and we could all use the extra sleep. This year let’s wait until mom and dad wake us. They’ve had a hard go of things lately and I’m sure they would appreciate getting to sleep in longer.” I yawned as we snuggled up further under the covers allowing ourselves to drift back to sleep.
Muted noises drifting into my bedroom from downstairs along with the smell of bacon finally insinuated itself into my dreams as I inhaled deeply and slowly opened up my eyes. I could feel my two younger brothers still curled up with me and it felt extremely cozy. It made me wonder how long something like this could last, the two little guys wanting to cuddle with me in bed. For most of my friends they’d be totally mortified at having their little brothers cozy up to them in bed while completely naked, but I didn’t mind. I loved how it felt to have their warm silky soft bodies cuddled up with me. We all popped stiffies, it’s just the way things were and I never felt uncomfortable about it around my little brothers. It didn’t have anything to do with sex for us, so why should it be an issue. Boys got hard in the basement department all the time and sure it’s embarrassing, but the three of us have seen each other boned up so often anymore that it wasn’t even an issue between us.
Even though I was tired and wanted to sleep in some more, the smell of breakfast cooking was a bit too much so I gently shook my brothers awake chuckling when Micah suddenly tossed off the covers making a straight b-line for the bathroom with Tim on his heels. I suppose all the extra soda pop and punch yesterday at Judge Bennett’s party had finally caught up to the little tykes as I realized my own bladder was a bit fuller as well than usual. Sighing, I padded after my brothers into the bathroom all three of us starkers as we crammed together in front of the porcelain god who eagerly gobbled up the liquid gold offerings of three youthful sprightly boys.
The morning got off to a lazy start as we all sat around the dining room table munching down on our breakfast of French toast with a fried egg in the middle, bacon, ham, and sausages. Mom went all out, and even though my brothers were a bit antsy, to their credit we all managed to sit around chatting happily about life in general and of course our upcoming trip. My folks smiled fondly at us throughout lavishing their love towards all three of us as we sat in our pajamas this year enjoying one another’s company. In years past we’d immediately gather around the Christmas tree and tear into our gifts, but for some odd reason things were a little different this year and none of us seemed to mind. It wasn’t until we heard our front door opening and closing when my two younger brothers truly perked up making a b-line towards Allen.
We had all become so close as a family the other boy never bothered to knock anymore as he finally managed to wiggle himself free from the two urchins who had attached themselves to him setting down a couple of bags with wrapped gifts. Evidently, this was going to become a new tradition for us, waiting for Allen to arrive so we could finally unwrap our gifts. As always the pre-teen was all spruced up and looking dapper dressed in his tight red skinny jeans and blue colored polo style shirt as he self consciously straightened out his clothes. He was always like that, constantly fiddling around with his clothes making sure he looked nice. He didn’t have anything fancy, but it had become obvious how he had always taken good care of what he had so that he looked proper for whatever occasion.
Even when he was dressed casually, he always fidgeted with his outfit making sure he looked nice. I thought it was kind of cute because it reminded me of how Suzie was with her outfits. Tim was the opposite, not much caring about his clothes even though he too looked nice in certain outfits. I could tell that Allen was rubbing off on him though because lately he’s been making sure to look nice for the other boy as well.
The only time Allen didn’t seem to be so self conscious about it was when he sat around with us in his underwear or when walking around naked after a shower. It made me grin at how he had become more casual when he hung around us and not so modest about his body. He was still shy at times; especially, when he became a bit touchy and feely with Tim while we were around, but he truly was more relaxed when hanging around us.
“Ah, now that the entire family is together,” my mom noted giving Allen a warm hug and gentle peck on the lips before motioning us into the family room as she continued, “we can all officially start Christmas.” She chuckled as we all gathered around the tree and took a seat.
We waited expectantly as we looked towards Micah who took a step towards the gifts and then paused before turning around with a nervous look on his face. “Um…I know it’s always been the youngest that hands out the gifts, but since things are different now I was wondering if we can make a new tradition.” He asked my folks who smiled and shrugged waiting to hear what the youngest member of the Miner clan had in mind.
“Anyway, I was sort of thinking maybe we could all take turns and give our presents out one at a time. You know like me giving my presents to you guys and then everyone doing the same.” He wondered with my parents chuckling and nodding their heads.
My dad waived Micah over and the boy stepped up to my dad as we watched the little imp being smothered with a big hug and plenty of kisses. It was nice to see the affectionate display as our little angel squirmed around and giggled in my dad’s playful embrace before being released, my mom then taking over and doing the same, but in a bit more dignified manner as the two hugged and she gave him a soft kiss on the cheek.
“So is this what you’d like to do then?” She asked him, the smaller boy nodding and smiling broadly knowing the answer was already a ‘yes.’
“Well then,” my dad nodded looking around noticing none of us seemed to have any objections. “My opinion is a new family means new traditions.” He offered up with everyone nodding in agreement. “So, since this was your brilliant suggestion maybe we should start with you handing out gifts.” My dad offered up as we watched the smaller boy smiling and nodding. Squirming around under the tree he gathered up several small packages and Manila envelopes as he smiled excitedly.
“Um…I hope you guys all like it. I…I wanted to get something for all of us…you know…something kind of special.” He added blushing a little nervously as he handed one out to Tim, Allen, and me, also keeping one for himself as I looked around noticing all the wrapped boxes were that same so figuring it was something similar.
We all looked at each other and smiled before tearing into the wrapper and opening up the small square box. Gazing inside I smiled because it was a nice silver bracelet as I pulled it out and examined it closer. It looked really fancy and it was engraved on top as I smiled and inspected the inscription. In big letters horizontally across the center was my name, “Chase.” As I took a closer look I noticed there was a fancy scrolled inscription in a gentle arch just above my name and another one below it in a gentle downwards sloping arch. Above my name was inscribed “The Four Musketeers,” and below it, “One For All And All For One.” Then on either side was a fancy coat of arms with four sabers on the shield part. The four handles of the blades were spread apart up top with all the blades crossing and spreading outwards at the bottom of the shield.
“Dude, this is like totally awesome,” I heard Tim piping up inspecting the sterling silver bracelet closely.
Micah grinned sheepishly. “I’m so glad because I was kind of nervous about it. The family crest on both sides is the Miner family coat of armor for us and the Beaumont one for Allen, but I had them add the four sabers because we are the four musketeers after all. Um, inside the envelopes is a certificate of the Miner and Beaumont family crests explaining everything, but I also had them inscribe something special on the back side of the bracelets. I hope you guys all approve.” He told us nervously as I turned over my bracelet and smiled broadly nodding my head.
“Micah, I really love it.” I piped up wiping away the wetness from the corners of my eyes because even though the bracelet itself was obviously an expensive piece I could tell he put a lot of thought into his gift as I looked at the inscription.
On the back there were three lines of inscription. The first line had the name “Athos,” the second line, “Distinguished Big Brother,” and the third line “Striking, Brave, and Protector.” It was perfect and I sniffled shaking my head looking at the others who had tears in their own eyes as we each passed around the bracelets taking the time to inspect them closely. They were all the same except for the inscriptions representing which one belonged to which boy.
Micah’s bracelet in the back was inscribed with first line “D'Artagnan,” second line “Little Brother,” and third line “Brave, Noble, Ambitious, Crafty, Chivalrous, and Intelligent.” Tim’s bracelet was inscribed with the first line “Porthos,” second line “Courageous Brother,” and third line “Loud, Brash, Valiant Fighter and Protector.” Allen’s bracelet was inscribed with “Aramis” on the first line, “Courageous Brother & Hero” on the second line, and “Devoted, Loyal, Handsome, Foppish, and Quiet” on the third line.
“What does foppish mean,” Tim asked curiously looking at Allen’s inscription while Micah giggled knowingly.
“Well…um…actually I did some research on the computer at school about the Four Musketeers like I did with our family coat of arms. Well, when it began to describe the Musketeers personality it finally clicked because I thought it fit us. With Allen, foppish means…uh…,” the blond boy giggled a bit impish. “Um…well you know how in the story Aramis is always concerned how he looked so stylish, prim, and proper…uh…you know…making sure he looks all gussied up…well that’s you.” He giggled at Allen with all of us busting up because he was always worried with how he looked in his clothes.
“I’m not that bad,” Allen pouted playfully while we laughed and nodded our head.
“Well, I for one appreciate how you take the time to look nice.” Tim offered up with everyone settling down because it was his turn to pass out gifts.
Reaching under the tree he pulled out a Christmas Bag handing it over to Micah who immediately removed the paper on top reaching inside and pulling out several items. His eyes widened in shock before he suddenly began to cry shaking his head.
“The sketches of me and my mom and the pictures…but how?” He began to sob as Tim wrapped his arm around the boy.
“When you told me how you felt bad about the pictures going missing I contacted Maddie to see if she could maybe track down your Uncle and Aunt. I don’t know how she did it, but she found them and to our surprise they had held on to your stuff. They were so happy to hear you were safe and come to find out they had felt so bad about it that after they dropped you off they actually came back to get you even though it was dangerous for them, but the store had closed already and you were gone. They did contact the store security though afterwards trying to find you, but found out the authorities already had you. Afterwards they kept checking up and found out you had been taken in by us and felt you were better with us and didn’t want to mess it up. Maddie found out they are doing good too and are now living in Altoona. They want to see you, if you can find it in your heart, and Maddie said she could make the arrangements.” Tim explained, the smaller boy getting all excited.
“Really, would it be alright?” He asked mom and dad who seemed surprised at what Tim had done, but appeared honestly pleased.
“Of course sweetie, it is the right thing to do. We will let Maddie know so she can contact them and make arrangements for when we get back from our trip.” Mom replied as Micah gave Tim a big hug and then one to my parents.
“Wait, there’s one more present for you.” Tim told the boy handing him a big rectangular shaped wrapped up gift.
The smaller boy frowned and unwrapped his gift hissing in surprise. “I had Chase scan the sketches of you and your mom along with all of your pictures and had a painting done of them as a collage on a canvas so you can hang it up in your room. I hope you like it?” He asked getting immediately smothered by the smaller boy.
“I love it.” Micah squeaked excitedly before releasing Tim who then pointed towards the box from his birthday a few weeks back.
“Um…don’t forget about my birthday…er…your other Christmas gift,” he teased, the boys giggling knowingly since this was another new tradition that had been inadvertently started last year when Tim at the last minute gave Micah his new skateboarding stuff he had gotten for his birthday so the blond boy could also have a Christmas.
The smaller boy opened up the box admiring the new skateboard, helmet, and pads once more thanking Tim and giving him a hug before releasing the boy and allowing him to hand out the next present.
My brother handed the next gift to Allen who smiled because it was the same shape as what Micah had just gotten. Tearing open the wrapper he began to sniffle shaking his head because it was a painting of his mother from one of the pictures Tim had managed to sneakily pilfer from the other boy’s room when he didn’t know, with of course permission from his foster parents.
“This is beautiful, thanks Tim.” He offered up giving my brother a hug before Tim handed me a small box.
“I really didn’t know what to get you, but since I can’t afford a car like in those magazines you are constantly looking at,” he giggled knowingly because I’ve been checking out those car magazines since I’d be getting my learner’s permit soon and all boys my age dream about the day we finally get to drive.
Even though he gave me a cryptic hint I was totally blown away by the gift he gave me knowing it had cost some serious bucks for an eleven year old boy. “Tim, you shouldn’t have spent so much money, but this is totally awesome.” I commented checking out my unique gift.
It was an incredible chronograph watch, expertly handcrafted in gleaming stainless steel and loaded with stunning features and dramatic styling, including a precision quartz movement and a striking black face showcasing the distinctive Ford Mustang logo. The bold bezel showed off its unique tachometer-style, silver-finish hands, and hour marks. The back side was etched with the Mustang horse and a classic car with the words, “Untamed American Spirit.” It amazed me how Tim seemed to be paying close attention to my personal interests and it showed just how much he cared about me and the others.
Lately I’ve been totally into the older classic Mustangs and just loved how they looked. “This is totally awesome.” I admitted shaking my head at all the wonderful gifts already.
Next, it was Allen’s turn as he blushed a little embarrassed. “Geeze, you guys have given out such wonderful stuff to me. I feel a little bad about mine.” He began as Micah chirped up.
“Please don’t feel bad Allen. Last year I didn’t have anything to give at all and it’s been kind of a tough situation for you. I’m sure we will love anything you give us because it will be from your heart. I could never hate anything you gave me.” Micah spoke up giving his hero, his savior, his brother in arms a big hug holding him tight and meaning every last word making Allen cry as he held on to the smaller boy.
“I’ve been so lucky to have all you guys. I’ve been missing mom so much, but with you it is like I’m home again.” He sniffled before leaning back and wiping away the wetness from the corners of his eyes smiling at us and handing over our gifts.
We tore away the wrapping and I had to smile shaking my head because I thought this was such a sweet gift from the other boy. It was something which meant so much to Allen, and even Micah, and a reminder how it was the little things that were precious in our lives.
“Allen, I love it,” I heard Tim whispering as he wiped away the tears while I nodded and concurred.
“Yes Allen, I will always treasure this memory.” I whispered back softly, recalling how important it had been for the twelve year old that day in the store for us to visit with Santa.
While visiting ole Saint Nick, he had insisted on taking the time to pose in front of the huge train and Christmas display with each and every one of us individually. Now I know why he had been so insistent because he had given each of us a nice framed picture of him posing with us individually as he handed a package to my parents who unwrapped it holding a picture with all four of us together. We all loved his gift to us and gave him a big hug as it now became my turn.
I handed each boy an envelope and small box. All three boys opened up the small boxes first and smiled holding up their sterling silver St. Christopher’s medallion with an image of a skateboarder grinding along a rail.
“This is totally awesome.” Tim squeaked immediately putting his on before opening up his envelope knowingly as he pulled out a card reading it before checking out his new season pass for the skate park. “This is perfect,” he added since it is really all he wanted while Allen smiled and nodded holding his pass up.
“Looks like I will need to go out and get a skateboard now. I was planning on it anyway since Tim and Micah offered to teach me some gnarly tricks.” He chuckled when my parents spoke up.
“Well, maybe those two boxes will help both you and Tim out some.” They chuckled, the two boys immediately grabbing the indicated boxes reading the labels to make sure they each got the right one before tearing it open.
“Way cool mom,” Tim squeaked holding up his new skateboard and equipment while Allen nodded checking his out before he got up and gave my parents a big hug.
“Thanks, this is really nice.” He smiled excitedly while I glanced over to Micah who was openly crying his hands shaking as he held his card running his fingers over it lovingly.
“What’s wrong?” My mom noticed getting concerned now as the boy shook his head, set the stuff down, got up, and immediately wrapped his arms around me as he began to sob uncontrollably his body shaking in huge ripples.
He held me so tight and wouldn’t let go as I rocked him back and forth in my arms while Tim and Allen stared a little alarmed before coming over and cuddling up as well. Even my parents wrapped us all up in their arms until slowly Micah began to calm down letting out a quiet hiccup before sighing as we all sat back looking at him quietly.
“I love you Chase. You’ve always been so kind treating me like a brother for real right from the beginning. I love your card and I will treasure it just like I do the first one. Sometimes when I feel bad about something I get it out and read it. The angel in front makes me feel much better and what you wrote inside reminds me that I have people who care about me. Now that it is Christmas I have it sitting on my end table and I read it all the time. It makes me feel warm and good inside.” He sniffled once more hugging me as I embraced him back and rocked him some more hearing Allen whispering softly to Tim.
My eleven year old brother motioned for Allen to hang on and ran upstairs coming back down a moment or two later handing over Micah’s card from last year. “Chase gave this to Micah the very first day when we found him under our Christmas tree on Christmas day. It’s the day we really adopted him as part of the family despite what some court may have said.” He told Allen who sort of knew about the story as he gazed at the picture in front shaking his head.
“The angel is very beautiful and looks exactly like Micah.” He said in wonderment opening up the card and reading what Chase had written inside that very first day as he began to wipe away the tears and shook his head when he read it softly out loud. “Welcome to the family Micah…we all love you.” He sniffled gazing over towards me his eyes welling up with tears because if anyone understood what this meant to someone like Micah he surely did as I felt the smaller boy finally release me and walk over towards his stuff he had set down running his hands over the image on front.
Since Allen was the one holding his first card he handed the second one over too with mom, dad, and Tim leaning over to look at it. “Wow, this angel is just as pretty and it is amazing how both of them look exactly like Micah.” Allen acknowledged while I smiled shaking my head.
“It really isn’t all that difficult to find an angel that looks like Micah…I mean…look at him. After all…to me he is an angel.” I admitted seeing my littlest brother blushing at the compliment while Allen opened up the card and with his voice catching in his throat read the inscription.
“Let it be known to one and all that Micah Miner has always been and always will be family…little brother always know in this family you are loved by one and all every single day, hour, minute, and second.” He read sniffling and nodding his head handing the cards back over to the blond haired boy who hugged them tenderly to his heart as he looked at me shifting his gaze around to all of us before speaking up softly.
“I will always remember. Having family is the only thing I really wanted for Christmas.” He sighed looking around while wiping away his tears before his gaze settled on me. “I’ll treasure these always because it will remind me how I received the best gift of all…A family for Christmas, now and forever more.”
We all fell silent; Micah’s emotions making us take pause as the realization of how much something so simple can mean so much to a little boy. Blinking away the tears I sighed amazed by my little brother. He was only ten years old, but already at such a young age he understood what the true spirit of Christmas was all about. He was the younger brother, but was the one teaching us all life lessons. I was better for him being a part of our family; we all were as I smiled at my little brother.
“Thank you Micah,” I whispered softly seeing the confusion on his face as he continued to wipe away the tears.
“For what?” He sniffled.
“For being my brother, for reminding all of us what is important, for being you, for everything.” I sighed appreciatively with everyone nodding somberly as I stood up and motioned towards the others giving them all a big hug. “I love you all and I won’t ever forget it no matter what. After all, we are the Four Musketeers.” I pointed out hearing my brothers, including Allen giggling. “Now, we have one more gift if I’m not mistaken…right?” I asked, Tim immediately perking up.
“Can I go get it?” He asked while I nodded.
“Sure, go ahead.” I chuckled glancing over towards my parents who had cuddled up together wiping away at their own tears smiling fondly at us and looking every bit the doting parents. “We have one more gift, that’s from all of us, including Allen, and we hope you like it. We wanted something to remember this special day…you know with Micah officially becoming a member of the family and us sort of adopting Allen too.” I chuckled, ruffling the pre-teen’s hair as he smiled and immediately began straightening it back out making Micah bark out in laughter.
“What?” Allen asked the blond little guy who in turn shrugged his shoulders.
“Nothing…just you know…foppish.” He teased as we all giggled just as Tim came walking into the room holding a big flat package and handing it over to my parents.
“Oh my…that’s big.” My dad exclaimed as he reached out taking it from Tim and with my mom’s help unwrapped it gasping in surprise.
“Oh my…indeed.” My mom echoed my dad’s sentiments. “It’s beautiful, but how?” She asked admiring the gift.
It was a large twenty four by thirty six inch painting of the entire family, including Allen, lounging around casually in our living room. My parents were truly surprised because it captured all of us perfectly, including the inside of our living room, making them wonder how it was done since we didn’t sit for it. I explained how we had gathered up some pictures from all of us and sent it out to this place that did paintings. We also provided them with pictures of the living room. I told them we all pitched in and paid for it so the gift was from all of us. They fell in love with it and my mom immediately began telling my dad exactly where we were going to hang it up right in the living room for everyone to see. She beamed happily and my dad smiled appreciatively before he clapped his hands together and rubbed them briskly.
“So Tim, as you know a part of your gift from your birthday was also a part of your Christmas gift so we don’t have anything major for you alone. We didn’t buy any clothes this year either because we want to go directly to the store after we get back from our trip. This way you boys can pick out what you would like. Now we do have a couple of more things out in the garage.” My dad smiled motioning for us to make our way over.
We looked at each other and shrugged as we headed towards the door in the small hallway leading into the garage. My mom and dad opened it and stepped inside followed by my brothers and finally me. As I stepped into the garage my heart suddenly leaped into my throat because sitting inside was an original factory burgundy colored 1965 Mustang Hardtop.
“No way,” I gasped as my dad tossed me the keys to the car. “But I don’t even have my learner’s permit.” I gasped in surprise as he shrugged his shoulders.
“That’s alright because the car needs a lot of work before you can even drive it. I figured between now and when you get your license we can work on it together and get it running properly. I wanted us to have a project we could work on together. The body for the most part is fine, but everything just needs a bit of TLC, so if you are up for it?” My dad asked while I shook my head in amazement.
“Are you kidding, I’d love to work on something like this with you. Actually, it wouldn’t matter what it is, just so long as we could do it together.” I told him honestly, the other boys admiring the car and beaming happily for me.
“There’s something for you too Micah.” My mom told the boy pointing towards the corner as the smaller boy squealed happily because sitting there was a brand new bike.
“This is sweet.” He chirped checking it out as we all began to inspect the car and bike.
Everyone was really happy including Tim, but my parents pointed towards one more item. “Tim, we have one more thing, but it is something for both you and Micah.” They told him pointing to a flat screen television for their room.
“No way, this is awesome.” He smiled happily as Micah joined him and they both checked it out together while my parents held on to each other and smiled at us happily.
“Can we go to the skate park?” Micah asked looking over at mom and dad who frowned.
“Um…it’s Christmas son.” My dad responded.
“Yeah, but the owner and a few staff members are keeping it open to the general public today. They are letting everyone in for free and you don’t need a pass today. They are even giving out free hot cocoa and goody bags. So can we…pleeeeease.” Micah begged, my parents chuckling and shrugging their shoulders looking at the rest of us as we shrugged our shoulders too indicating it would be alright with us.
“Well, since there is hot cocoa involved how can we say no?” My mom smiled motioning us all back inside so we could grab our gear and drive over.
Allen spoke up then as he sighed. “Um…you guys go on ahead. I still have a few things to do over at my foster parents place and I also need to call up my grandparents. It won’t be long and I’ll walk over and meet up with you guys.” He suggested as Tim spoke up.
“Um…I’ll wait for him to finish up and walk over with him.” He added as we began to scramble around grabbing our stuff while my parents nodded to Allen and Tim indicating it would be fine.
“Alright then, but why don’t you wait over here and Allen can pick you up when he’s finished so that you don’t get in the way.” My parents told my brother who nodded understanding there may be some private things going on over at Allen’s place with all of the changes going on.
“Yeah, sounds good. Just come get me when you are ready.” I heard my brother tell the twelve year old boy who nodded and quickly left while the rest of us got dressed and piled into the car taking Tim’s and Allen’s gear with us so they wouldn’t have to carry it.
The twelve year old boy smiled happily as he made his way over to his place. With everything being different now he wanted to make sure it would be alright to head over to the skate park for a while. The agreement between him and his grandparents was that he’d spend Christmas over at the Jeffersons place in the morning and then spend the rest of it over at their place. The problem was none of them had thought to discuss any times, simply agreeing tentatively with the day’s schedule. He definitely didn’t want to start things on a bad note with his grandparents even though he didn’t think going to the skate park would be a problem with them.
Making my way home across the street I slipped into the house giving Aunt Kate and Uncle Nate a warm hug. They asked me how things went over at the Miner’s place and I took the time to tell them all about it. They seemed very happy that I had a nice time as I explained to them about the plans for the skate park. They seemed to agree that my grandparents wouldn’t have any issues, but said I should be mindful of the time as well. They were pretty sure my grandparents would probably want me to stay for dinner and reminded me how it was different with every family as to when they ate their Christmas meal so I should ask them about their plans and see if I could work my schedule around theirs.
Smiling supportively they gave me some space and I sat down giving my grandparents a call. It was actually a nice pleasant conversation with them sounding excited about how my morning went. They were genuinely happy for me and even told me to go and enjoy my time at the skate park. Now that they had a good idea of my schedule they suggested maybe if I could come between three or four in the afternoon it would give us plenty of time together. They didn’t want to keep me too long reminding me I would still need to pack for the trip on the following day and that we would have plenty of time to get to know one another at the resort. I thought it was really nice of them as I hung up the phone and made my way back over to pick up Tim. I was really feeling good about how things were turning out and for the first time in a long while I felt a sense of security.
That idea made me pause for a second at the door leading into the Miner’s house as I frowned. The sense of belonging reminded me of what Micah had said and I felt myself smiling. Yes indeed all I wanted for Christmas too was a family and my wish had been granted in spades because when I thought on it I had three families for Christmas. I had the Jeffersons, the Miner family, and now my grandparents. I couldn’t have asked for more as a nice warm feeling spread inside of me.
Without bothering to knock I stepped inside Tim’s house and looked around as I automatically hung up my coat on the rack. He wasn’t downstairs and for a second I thought maybe he had decided to go with his parents and brothers after all, but realized the door had been unlocked so Tim must be in his room. I ran up the stairs and slipped inside his bedroom smiling because he was standing by his bed holding the framed picture I gave him for Christmas in his hands with a big smile on his mug. He must have heard me coming inside and looked up smiling broadly.
“What?” I asked him smiling because he looked so damn cute.
“I can tell your dickie is hard in the picture with me.” He chuckled while I rolled my eyes and chuckled knowingly.
“Yeah, well I couldn’t help it because we were holding each other and I always bone up when you hold me. I can’t help it.” I smiled as he nodded.
“Me too, but I guess mine is small enough so easier to hide.” He giggled placing the picture down on the end table where he had cleared off a spot. “Ready to go?” He asked while I shrugged my shoulders and stepped closer to him wrapping my arms around his small frame.
Leaning down I gave him a very passionate kiss feeling him respond back and sigh as I pulled back slightly. “In a moment, I’ve got one more gift to unwrap.” I smiled leaning back down and pressing my mouth up against his, our lips brushing up lightly.
His mouth opened up and I slipped my tongue between his lips. He tasted like breakfast as our tongues slithered around together. I could get lost just by kissing him, but I wanted more as I moaned softly feeling his hands cupping my butt cheeks and squeezing lightly. Pulling back from him I reached down and grabbed the bottom of his loose fitting t-shirt and tugged it over his head dropping it on the floor next to us. I gazed at his naked chest and ran my hands lightly over his skin amazed at the warm suppleness of it. We’ve been doing a lot of necking together lately, but not much more than that. Today was different though and I finally felt ready as I leaned over brushing my lips along the nape of his neck suckling on it lightly feeling the boy respond to my gentle touch before I pulled back slightly both of us breathing hard.
“Gawd, you’ve got a sexy hot body,” I gasped running my hand now over his perky little button of a teat giving it a slight pinch feeling it get hard.
It wasn’t the only thing that was hard as I dipped my hand down between his leg feeling how he had gotten all boned up down there as I once more leaned in brushing my lips around his perky little boy tit. It was only about the size of a dime as I suckled on it hearing Tim moan enjoying what I was doing to him.
“Oh fuck Allen…this…this is so intense. Please don’t stop.” He begged while I kneeled down and ran my mouth down to his navel flicking my tongue out licking his belly button.
The boy shivered as I leaned back and unbuttoned his jeans, tugging on his zipper before pulling down his pants. I could smell him and the fragrance was divine as I reached out pressing my hand up against his bulge feeling his hard penis twitching around beneath the fabric of his white underwear. Tim’s body jerked and he moaned softly.
“Oh gawd…oh gawd,” he gasped placing his hands on my shoulders to steady himself. “Is this happening for real?” He moaned as I gazed up noticing his big brown eyes looking down at me studying what I was doing intently.
I could tell he was all worked up and I smiled because he wanted this so bad, and I did too. Reaching out I hooked my fingers in the gummy like waistband of his white boy’s briefs noticing the hard peg creating a small sized pup tent in his underwear suddenly lurch expectantly. Smiling I tugged his briefs down to his ankles and leaned in brushing my lips up against the smoothness of his warm skin close to the base of his hard shaft while I wrapped my arms around behind him. I cupped his smooth rounded apples with my hands giving them a slight squeeze pulling him closer. Once again his mellow fragrance assaulted my senses, but this time it was laced with something else. It was difficult to describe and all I could say was it had the aroma of sex as his boy pheromones kicked in.
The sensation of his scorching hot rigid spike rubbing along my cheek made me shiver excitedly as I stuck my tongue out tasting his silky pale mound enjoying the flavor of the boy’s smooth salty like skin. Pressing my lips up against the flatness of his pubic mound I began licking on it as I traveled from the left side towards the right his stiff shaft pressing up against my right cheek. It was forced to bend down towards my chin before it rolled up underneath it and sprung into place along the left side of my cheek. The sensation of his hard penis traveling along my face like that made me shiver.
“Oh…oh gawd…what are you doing?” He squeaked.
His spike felt hot, stiff, and fleshy, a new experience for me as I felt the boy’s knees buckling slightly because it was intense for him too as I pulled back and studied his pulsing erection up close and personal like.
It was small, standing erect at about two and a quarter inches, maybe slightly bigger from what I recalled. I seemed to think it had somehow gotten a bit larger since I had last sort of sized him up. At first glance it seemed smooth, but being this close I could make out the slight roughness of it due to his circumcision cut and his pulsing veins creating small creases and bulges. There were little lumps and bumps along the length of his short shaft the small imperfections making the boy’s penis unique to him. His plum colored knob made up for at least half the length of his shaft, bigger at the base than the tip and slightly pointed with a smooth curve along the underside. I suppose it was a standard shape, but figured it would be considered small since it wasn’t as wide as his shaft. To me it was still sexy hot as I breathed him in noting how even his testicles seemed to be slightly bigger now in its fleshy bag which hung down slightly baggy between his firm thighs.
“I think your peckers might have gotten a little bigger, but your balls definitely have.” I rasped softly.
“Really, you think…,” he squeaked in surprise because I leaned in, opened my mouth and slurped his entire nut sack into my mouth.
The smaller boy literally jolted in surprise and I could feel his almond sized testicles leaping and squirming around inside my mouth as I ran my tongue around the fleshiness of his bag. It was warm and to my surprise tasted delicious. I’ve wanted to suck Tim off for a while now, but was simply too afraid of allowing our relationship to blossom. Everything has changed now and I was horny as fuck as I allowed his marbles to slip from my mouth and replaced it with his pulsing erection.
My lips slipped over his one and a quarter inch sized knob, down along the one and a quarter inch long shaft, and all the way to his root as my tongue swirled around the tip of his slit at the end of his nozzle. It took all of a second and to my surprise I felt Tim abruptly stiffen up and begin to squeak and grunt, writhing around in my arms as his orgasm immediately slammed into his small body.
“Eeeep, eeeeeeey, eeeep.” He squeaked as his penis pulsed and squirmed around in my mouth the sensation turning me on hotly. Tim’s nut sack was so small it didn’t hang down far so was pressed up against the front part of my chin and I could feel his testicles begin to contract and lurch around against it bouncing up against my lower lip.
Everything about the boy turned me on as I continued to suckle on his rigid thorn feeling it pulse several times during his orgasmic explosion. Tim’s hips lurched forward pressing into me as he instinctively began to face fuck me, his little grunts and squeaks of pleasure so damn cute and such a turn-on. With one final heave he gasped and slumped forward his hands on my shoulders barely able to keep him standing as his penis immediately deflated inside my mouth, shriveling up so small I could no longer hang on to it with my mouth. I felt it slipping from between my lips as it snuggled up against the flat part of his skin barely a little button anymore as he continued to heave in my arms.
Tim couldn’t believe what was happening as the older boy slowly stripped him out of his clothes and began making love to him with that wonderful mouth.
Allen’s warm lips all over my body was getting me totally worked up. We had agreed to take things slow, and we had, with the other sexy boy always keeping things in check. I didn’t mind because just being close to him and kissing him passionately was enough for me. At times it became too intense and I found myself needing to pleasure myself afterwards as I pumped my fist or in most cases my fingers across my stiff stubby. It never took much to get me off these days with the mere thought of Allen enough to send me into orbit. My orgasms had turned intense and wondrous ever since the boy entered into my life as my eyes suddenly widened in surprise when he slipped his mouth over my nards. He had commented how he thought I’ve gotten bigger; especially, my marbles and I was responding when the warm wetness of his mouth suddenly engulfed my danglies.
The feeling was incredible and it had caught me by surprise in many different ways. The warm wetness felt divine in a way I never thought possible. Hell, for that matter I didn’t realize boys could suck each other’s balls like that, but Allen’s mouth engulfing my marbles was the least of my surprises because the other boy abruptly swallowed up my hard peg, immediately sending me into orbit as the rush of those familiar tingling sensation coursed through my insides. It was intense, about a hundred times more powerful than I’ve ever experienced before with my mind shattering into a million pieces as the roaring sound of a large wave crashing up against a coral reef flooded my senses. My whole body began to heave as the tsunami like orgasm slammed into my small body. Instinct took over and I felt myself pumping my hips into Allen’s mouth, the sensation of my small shaft sliding back and forth along his warm fleshy yet firm lips too intense as wave after wave of euphoria engulfed every fiber of my being. With one final heave it was over with, a sense of disorientation and loss settling in its place along with shame because of how quickly it had happened.
Not only did I have the smallest of boy peckers, but now I couldn’t even last when having sex with the boy I loved. I knew love was more than just sex, more than simply getting off, and I felt ashamed because a big part of having sex in a loving way was if the other boy could enjoy every aspect of their partner while having sex. I couldn’t even last a whole second as I know began to sniffle trying to hold back the tears of shame. Reaching down I began to scramble with my underwear trying to pull them up and hide my disgrace because looking down I couldn’t even see my pecker anymore. Even that had shriveled up trying to disappear in dishonor as I tugged my briefs up and doing the same with my jeans. I wanted to run away and hide my humiliation, but I suddenly felt Allen’s arms wrapping me up and to my surprise he began to apologize.
“Oh god Tim, I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have done that to you without first finding out if you were ready. Shit…I’m such an idiot.” He began to sniffle apologetically.
“Huh?” I managed to croak out a bit confused because I thought he would be ashamed about how I had simply gotten off in less than a second without getting him off too.
“The blowjob, I should have maybe taken things slower, but it’s just, I was so turned on and it simply happened. I’m so sorry Tim.” He apologized again as I scrunched up my face.
“Blowjob?” I asked all perplexed because I didn’t know what that was as I suddenly realized what we had just done was called a blowjob.
“Yeah, what just happened…the two of us when I…,” he paused scrunching up his face. “You didn’t know...I mean…about blowjobs?” He asked curiously another thing for me to be ashamed about because something like that had never even crossed my thoughts and I had no clue something like what just happened was even possible.
There were so many things I didn’t know about sex and love, and I felt kind of stupid as I looked away totally mortified how dumb I was about things sometimes. “Oh god Tim…I’m so sorry. Sometimes I forget you are still younger than me. I didn’t know about things like that either, not until…you know recently. I mean a lot of stuff guys just sort of learn about along the way. I’m really sorry Tim it wasn’t fair for me to be so selfish about things.” He apologized again as he reached out forcing me to face him. “Please tell me you are alright?” He asked while I shrugged my shoulders still feeling bad about how fast it had all happened.
“I feel awful Allen.” I managed to get out sniffling.
The other boy nodded his head and sighed. “I’m really sorry Tim…I shouldn’t have…,” he began to apologize again, but I shook my head.
“No…it’s not that…I mean what happened…that felt great…it’s just…I…um…you don’t understand.” I sniffled, the shame of having an orgasm so quickly making my face feel all hot.
“I don’t understand.” Allen’s warm expression made me sigh and shake my head ashamed to say anything, but he was my boyfriend and he deserved to know.
“It’s just…I…I…,” the shame of it all making me stutter as I inhaled softly and tried again. “I’m so embarrassed Allen. I mean, how can we have sex together when I…you know…get off so fast.” I managed to admit seeing the expression on his face go from tense to suddenly something else, almost like a look of relief.
Suddenly I saw a big smile splitting his features as he abruptly wrapped me up in his arms holding me tight and his body unknotting. “Oh gawd, is that all. I thought you were mad I took advantage of you.” He seemed relieved while I hugged him back confused even more than before.
“But…,” I began, feeling his lips pressing against mine as I once more began to melt.
There was something about his kisses that always made me get all mushy inside and forget everything else. Even the way our tongue played against each other made me weak in the knees. He was just so damn sexy hot, making me melt like butter when he played with me like putty. Our lips separated and I sighed contentedly opening my eyes and gazing into his beautiful blue gray orbs. In the past I’ve noticed how they had always looked like Chase’s, but yet somehow different too as if there was something missing. Now though they had changed, becoming very much like my older brother’s. They sparkled with an inner life as I suddenly realized what had been missing before in those beautiful blue yonder colored peepers. They were no longer guarded and defensive, having opened up allowing me inside. They were filled with love as I realized it was a love for me. It made me all tingly and warm inside as I sighed and let go of my anxiety.
Allen seemed to notice as he smiled tenderly at me. “You have nothing to feel ashamed about Tim. I mean, after all it was your very first blowjob and you weren’t even expecting it. From what I understand a boy’s first time…you know…like that…is…um, intense…so of course you busted your nut almost immediately. It was still sexy hot though.” He admitted to me softly, reaching out and brushing his fingers through my hair.
It made me smile and feel better about things since it kind of made sense as I gazed into his beautiful lively blue eyes. “Hmmmm, so you’ve never done that before…you know with anyone else?” I asked seeing him scrunch up his face.
“You mean give someone a blowjob?” He asked while I nodded my head.
“Yeah, and you know, getting one too?” I asked noticing him blushing cutely.
“No, of course not Tim. You know that…I mean…you’re the first boy I’ve had real feelings for and you know I haven’t…um…you know…sex…I haven’t had sex with anyone so that means I haven’t given or gotten a blow job before. The only sex I’ve had was with you kissing and stuff…oh…and when we jacked off together. Unless you want to count…um…you know…my hand and private time.” He admitted and chuckled teasingly when his eyes abruptly widened when he felt me reaching down and unsnapping the button on his jeans.
Without saying anything I kneeled down in front of him and unzipped his red skinny jeans, tugging them quickly downwards around his ankles. I was horny and I wanted him now so I didn’t want to waste any time with messing around. This was my first time and I was anxious sensing I could return the favor because he had started it. This was about sex now as I tugged down his underwear piling it on top of his jeans around his ankle. I loved him, but I wanted him too. I’ve waited a long time for us to be able to do something together, and this was my opportunity. Everything inside of me screamed to slow down, but my body and the way I felt was too intense as a burning desire took over. I wanted him and this was about sex. We loved each other and I knew there was time to have him in other more loving kinds of ways in the future. If anything, we now had all the time in the world for us to experience each other in various ways, but in this moment of time I knew right now it was nothing more than the pleasurable enjoyment of sex between the two of us.
The scent between his legs made me woozy. It was light and airy with a heavy muskiness laced in-between the fragrance. It was a sexy hot bouquet and made me lust for him even more. We were standing next to the bed and I wanted him spread open lying on top of the mattress. I nudged him watching as he settled down across my bed with his legs bent at the knees draping over the side of my mattress and dangling. That wasn’t the only thing dangling as I scooted between his knees spreading them apart and admiring his nice full firm silky like pouch. Normally they hugged his body in a tight ball about the size of a lemon, but I’ve noticed lately it wasn’t unusual for them to loosen up and sag between his long thin shapely thighs with his cork sized testicles hanging low in their membrane.
As I gazed at his naked exquisiteness I managed to take a moment or two to study him up close. He was hairless like me and Micah for the most part, but I could make out the straggly beginnings of pubes as I smiled and reach out to run my fingers across the smooth surface just beneath his hard spike. I placed my palm against his warm skin feeling his hot erection rubbing along the back of my hand as it lurched from the contact. My fingers twirled around his sparse downy fibers the same light brownish color of the hair on his head.
“You’ve got pubes,” I smiled noticing him looking down with his eyes getting big and round as if realizing it for he first time as well.
He looked up at me and beamed proudly as I now ran my fingers along the length of his long sleek thin tube. It was a good four and a half inches long, never ceasing to amaze me how it managed to stretch out so much and get so damn stiff. I could feel it pulse and twitch in my fingers as I studied his shaft. It was long and smooth all stretched out with a slight curvature, but not in a way that was really noticeable unless you were looking closely at it. The curve seemed natural as I noticed the half inch darker ring just below the base of his knob knowing that this was from when he got circumcised. Chase had the same thing and so did I, but Micah didn’t. Allen’s shaft was nice and smooth looking, but also had some natural lumps and creases. I loved the way his purplish colored knob looked on his elongated shaft taking up about a quarter of his length. It resembled the shape of a helmet with the base curving more sharply than mine did as it went to the tip while the top part was more rounded than mine.
My attention shifted to his nut sack as I cupped them in my hands and smiled. “I think your marbles are bigger too Allen. I mean they used to be about the size of corks, but now they are more like…um…I don’t know…chestnuts.” I giggled as my mind recalled how we had roasted some the other day hearing him giggling as my fingers rolled his nuggets around, not sure if he was chuckling because it tickled or because of my comment.
Releasing his fleshy bag, I leaned in nuzzling my nose along the side of his scrotum and the crease created by his thigh inhaling deeply. His sex musk flooded my senses as I flicked my tongue outwards tentatively brushing it up along the warmth of his soft puckered fleshy skin feeling it slathering along the side of his testicle. It didn’t taste bad, kind of salty as I shifted slightly slipping his entire ball sack into my mouth. It felt kind of big, filling up the empty space inside my mouth as I felt the other boy begin to squirm around while he cooed excitedly. Even his two marbles squirmed around as I played with them using my tongue. It was kind of a strange, the way the flesh felt inside my mouth as I suckled on it gently being careful not to create too much suction worried about hurting him. I loved how it felt to play around with his truffles making me curious what his penis tasted like.
Releasing his nut bag from my mouth I heard him groan a bit disappointed while I gazed at his penis bobbing about as his heart raced inside of his chest. His penis looked exquisite and I noticed it glistening slightly at the tip end. I knew he squirted stuff now and I hesitated a moment a little worried about what it might taste like. I was amped up though because what we were doing was sexy hot. I was even hard again, my penis squirming around excitedly as well at the prospect of slurping him up. My curiosity and yearning won out as I leaned in and wrapped my lips around his hard knob feeling it flaring outwards as more stuff seemed to ooze out.
“Oh fuck,” I heard Allen gasp, his hips bucking slightly upwards while his hands settled on top of my head.
His fingers began to curl around my hair as I slowly eased my lips down the length of his shaft the taste of his clear boy sauce insinuating itself on my senses. It didn’t taste bad at all, slightly sweet and salty at the same time with a funny kind of odor which I got used to very quickly. My eyes opened up in amazement as I continued to slide my lips down the length of his long thin tube. I never thought the downward slide would end because he was so long.
His hard tube was thin so my mouth didn’t feel so full, but it was long and I almost gagged when my lips finally brushed up against his silky smooth skin along the base of his shaft. “Oh gawd Tim…oh gawd, yes that feels fucking awesome.” He crooned. “Eeep,” he chirped because I ran my tongue all around his penis getting a good taste and enjoying it as I slowly retreated backwards until my lips brushed up against the ridge of his knob before reversing direction again.
“Oh…oh god, Tim, I…I don’t think…,” he gasped as I smirked knowingly realizing he was close to losing it as I quickly started to bob my head up and down not knowing why I was doing it, only that it seemed natural.
My bobbing was all of about three or four strokes when I felt him suddenly tighten up. “Oh gawd, pull off I’m about to….,” He squeaked, but not in time as I felt something blasting out the tip of his penis to land in the back of my throat and the roof of my mouth knowing immediately what happened with my eyes flaring open widely in shocked amazement while I swallowed sending him into orbit.
“Uuuuuuumph, uhhhhh, oooomph, oooomph, aaaaaaahhhhh, ooomph,” I heard him grunting as he grabbed the back of my head pulling it downwards while his hips slammed into my face when he shoved them upwards as he fucked my lips in rapid bunny like movements my eyes bugging out of my head because I didn’t know a guys hips could move so fast.
The face fucking was rapid and deep, sending his sleekness towards the back of my throat his bloated knob threatening to tickle my tonsils. It happened so fast I didn’t even have time to gag, feeling his testicles bumping up against the hollow part of my chin on the underside as they contacted and writhed around just like his pulsating penis. At first I thought more stuff would shoot out from the tip of his nozzle so had braced myself to swallow it, but to my disappointment the initial blast was it, the unique sweet saltiness of it still lingering on my pallet as my mouth continued to suckle on his hard sleekness. It was sexy, it was hot, it was exquisitely wonderful and totally awesome as we both continued to moan and groan with excitement.
With one final heave and gasp it was all done as I felt Allen’s penis begin to soften up inside my mouth. With a slight disappointment I let it slip from my mouth watching as the sleek long length continued to pulse and jerk around while it slowly shrank. My eyes were riveted on his penis in wide eyed wonderment as I watched something so long begin to shrink right in front of my eyes noticing how the skin along the base of his knob began to thicken up. It started to resemble a fat tire plumping up and creating a fat ring once he was completely soft. There was such a peaceful and content look on Allen’s features as his chest heaved while he gasped for air his orgasm having run its course through his slim body and he began the process of recuperating.
Smiling happily for him because I knew I had managed to make him feel really good, I eased myself next to him and snuggled up closely. We stayed like that for several minutes in the afterglow of our very first true sexual experience.
Allen closed his eyes savoring the afterglow of his orgasmic explosion. He couldn’t believe they actually did this together. The way it felt when Tim had touched him down there almost sent him over the edge, but it was nothing compared to the incredible sensation of how it felt when the sexy hot boy put his entire nut sack inside his mouth, which in turn was nothing compared to his hard spike getting slurped up.
Even now I shivered at the memory, the lingering sensation of the damp soft warmth of Tim’s mouth along the length of my shaft still fresh in my memories. Everything seemed to happen so fast because the feelings were so intense. I had managed to last a little longer than Tim had, but only because I had been a little prepared for it. Still, nothing could ever prepare a guy for the fist time getting a blow job, not really. I knew it would feel good, but figured it would be similar to when I jacked off, maybe a bit more intense, but the way it felt had been unexpected. I was surprised I hadn’t immediately exploded like Tim had, but still feeling a bit bad at not being able to give more warning to the other boy.
“I can’t believe you actually swallowed my cum.” I sighed looking down at Tim who was staring at my soft wet shriveled up penis.
“Huh.” He responded back looking up at me innocently.
“You swallowed my cum.” I repeated seeing the confusion on his features once more reminding me of how he just recently turned eleven and still innocent about some things as I fondly smiled at him.
Reaching over I ran my fingers over his soft beautiful lips as I explained. “The stuff I squirted…cum…I can’t believe you swallowed it and I kind of feel bad about it since I couldn’t warn you in time, but damn, it was sexy hot.” I sniggered, the two of us chuckling and cuddling closer.
“Yeah, that was like way fun and it actually didn’t taste bad. To be honest I was kind of disappointed you didn’t feed me more.” He teased making me bark out and shake my head. “When do you think you can squirt out more stuff? Hopefully in the future it will be more than just a little drop or two.” He continued to tease while I giggled and rolled my eyes.
“Gawd, you are such a pervert. At least I can squirt. All you do is just squirm around.” I teased seeing him getting a bit serious and looking slightly hurt. “I’m sorry Tim, I didn’t mean anything bad by it.” I told him softly.
“I know it just kind of sucks that I’m so small down there and that I can’t hold off, not like you did. It was fun playing with your marbles and hard thingy inside my mouth. I liked how you smelled, tasted, and felt. It made me feel good inside too when I was able to play with you and make you feel good. I just wish I was better at it too so you can have fun with me.” He admitted as I sighed and held him tightly to me.
“Don’t worry about it so much. The two of us will get better at it.” I pointed out as he stared up into my eyes.
“You really think so? Does this mean we are going to do this again?” He asked hopefully while I gazed down into his eyes and chuckled.
“Fuck yeah, that was way too good. Not to mention there are other things I want to try with you. With our trip up to the resort I’m hoping we will get to play around some more.” I smiled happily seeing his face lighting up as he reached down and ran his fingers lightly over my soft penis.
My little floppy was happy at the moment so remained soft and I could tell he was curious as his fingers began to fiddle around with my stunted pickle. “This is so cool…you know…getting to kind of see it all soft and not hard. It’s usually hard when I get to see you naked.” He giggled while I shrugged.
“Yeah, well what can I say, you turn me on.” I admitted as he stared back up into my eyes.
“Do you really mean it…you know…about us doing more stuff together?” He asked the hope in his eyes and face showing prominently. “I mean, you wanted to take things slow, remember.” He added while I nodded.
“Yeah, I remember, but that was because I didn’t know what was going to happen to me. I’ve got a family now and just in time for Christmas. I’m not worried anymore about falling in love with the sexiest boy ever only to be forced to move. Now that things are permanent I can enjoy my little sexy boy toy.” I teased suddenly pouncing on him and tickling him all over even giving his boner a good squeeze.
The boy screeched because he was way ticklish as our bodies rolled around on the bed with me still naked from the waist down. It was a little awkward wrestling around with him because my underwear and jeans were still wrapped around my ankles, but I was bigger than Tim so was able to wrap him up securely in my arms as we spooned together with him in front of me and slowly settled down.
“Damn, you are so fucking sexy hot.” I told him dipping my hands between his legs and running it along his sexy hot jean covered tool knowing it wouldn’t be long before it began to get bigger.
The smaller boy moaned and spread his legs apart hinting he was ready for some more sex play, but I exhaled softly knowing we needed to head out here soon. I gave his small todger a firm squeeze, the boy rewarding me with a perky little cheep, before I pushed him gently away and scooted off the edge of the bed. Standing up I leaned over and pulled up my underwear and jeans tucking everything away properly and straightening out my clothes noticing the disappointed look on Tim’s face before he giggled shaking his head and standing up as well.
“What?” I asked as he shrugged his shoulders.
“Nothing, just that you are such a fop,” He teased reminding me of my alter ego, Aramis.
“Come-on let’s go before your parents call the police on me thinking I was raping their little innocent boy.” I teased knowing they would never think I’d do something like that to any of their kids.
“Ha, innocent my ass.” Tim teased reaching out giving my nards a good playful squeeze making me jump and chirp while we both chuckled and made our way downstairs to meet up with everyone else at the skate park.
Vacation up at the resort was shaping up to be very promising indeed with lots of different kinds of fun to be had and I couldn’t wait to get Tim alone again for some good natured sex play. He was a little jumpy about the whole sex thing and busting his nut too soon, but next time I would take things slower with him so we could both learn how to control ourselves a little better. I never wanted him to feel ashamed at how his body reacts to certain situations. He was a sexy hot boy and I knew things would get way better here in short order as we both matured together.
This was truly an amazing Christmas, one of the best ever since I’ve finally got a family of my own again. I was missing mom, but I was also in love now and I felt at home with a family of my own for Christmas.
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End of Pt2. Chapter Nine: Boys – Unwrapping Gifts
Coming Soon Pt.2. Chapter Ten: Boys – New Year’s Explosive Fireworks
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EXCERPT FROM HARRY MINER: CHRISTMAS EVE BLUES
The Judge banged her gavel putting on a hurt look and rolling her eyes. “Well I never…,” she huffed waving her arm indignantly. “Well if that is how you all are then let’s just get it all over with. My ruling is effective immediately and thusly, Allen is to be placed in the custody of his grandparents, which in layman’s terms means they can do whatever they want regarding where he spends Christmas, goes on vacation, and so on. Now scoot all of you out of my courtroom. I’ve got a party of my own to attend to.” She instructed signing some paperwork and motioning for everyone to come forward and grab the appropriate documentation.
Despite her dismissing everyone we all gathered around and began an impromptu party amongst ourselves with lots of hugging and kissing taking place. Christmas Eve had started out with the blues, but it ended with a bang as Judge Bennett invited us all over to the party with the police officers. It was late, but tomorrow was Christmas and none of us had anything else to do for over a week since we were all officially on vacation.
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BOYS: UNWRAPPING GIFTS
It was nice and cozy under the covers as Micah dozed contentedly, the anxiety of the last several days finally letting his body relax. He hadn’t realized just how stressed out he had been until after the court hearing and to his relief everything finally worked out for the best. He hadn’t been worried for himself, knowing he was safe and sound with only the adoption holding things up. Even then he hadn’t been really worried since he was told it was only a formality and was assured by his parents, Maddie, and the Judge over the phone it was going to happen. What had him so upset the last several days was the issue concerning his bestest of friends and hero Allen. The boy was older than him, but had officially become Micah’s best friend. Now that the situation with the twelve year old pre-teen was finally resolved, things were looking up for Micah, his family, Allen, and the other boy’s family and how everyone now sort of fit together.
It was still dark outside when I slowly opened up my eyes with a grin spreading over my features. It was officially Christmas and a whole year now that I’ve become a member of a real family. This marked the one year anniversary of being welcomed into the Miner family and the first official day of actually being a Miner. The idea made me feel all warm and fuzzy as I gazed across the room towards my brother. The simple word ‘brother’ made my eyes well up for a second because before, even though I thought and said it, didn’t make it for real except as an idea only, but now ‘my brother’ had suddenly become official like. It was really strange because in some ways I knew he wasn’t my brother for real, but in all the ways that mattered he was my brother in truth.
Slipping out from under the covers I noticed it was warm and comfortable inside the room making me wonder if Dad hadn’t turned down the thermostat last night like he usually did before going to bed. This too made me smile and get tingly all over. I had a mom and dad for real now, my very own parents. Last night after the court hearing Judge Bennett chatted with me a little and pointed out most kids have no choice in who their parents are, but in some ways I was lucky because I got to select my parents. Of course I had countered saying that’s not how it really happened while she had smiled and asked if it really hadn’t. She reminded me in the end it had been my own choice if I wanted to have the Miner’s as my parents, making me smile now as I realized she was right. When all was said and done it had been my choice and I chose to become a part of this family.
Sitting up on my bed I smiled and reached for the card sitting on my little end table, the only thing I set out for Christmas inside my room. Tim had put up a few things, but most of the decorations where in the main room downstairs. Besides, the card is what I treasured the most as I sniffled gazing at the beautiful angel on the front before opening it up and once more reading the handwritten note. It was from Chase, and he had given it to me last year for Christmas along with a year long pass at the Skate Park. It was the first time I truly felt wanted in a very long while as my eyes watered when I read the inscription.
‘Welcome to the family Micah…we all love you.’
Those simple words meant the world to me as I ran my fingers over it lovingly knowing I would treasure the card always. I kept it tucked away safely in the envelope, inside a box, and inside the end table drawer. Every once in a while if I was feeling sad I would bring it out as a reminder of how blessed I was to have a family. Now since it was Christmas time I kept it out on my end table to remind me of how it all began. I might only be ten years old, but I understood what a special thing this was that had happened to me as I set the card back on my end table and padded silently over to the other side of the room.
My brother was sleeping soundly when I lifted up the covers on his bed and smirked. Like me he was completely naked and as usual hard as a rock between his legs with his tiny little bobber pulsing casually with his heartbeat. Smiling I looked at it unashamedly and then frowned because it looked a little bigger for some reason. I mean, it still looked small like always, but kind of different too as I gazed at his danglies which were usually tightly balled up, but under the warm covers had loosened up some his hazelnut sized testicles contracting upwards making me wonder what he was dreaming to make his penis lurch and his nards contract like that. Then I noticed that those too seemed to have changed a bit. They were no longer small like hazelnuts, but more like mine about the size of almonds.
Looking down at myself I was hard as a rock too, my own penis jolting excitedly now and my nards leaping upwards. Even though I was into girls I never got tired of seeing Tim naked like this. I loved seeing Chase and Allen naked too, giggling as I recalled how the twelve year old boy’s penis had spat at me that one time in the shower. It had been kind of sexy and I had enjoyed how his hard thin and extremely long thingy had felt in my hand when it suddenly went into a spastic fit. All these naughty thoughts were making me horny now as I slipped under the covers and scooted closer towards Tim. Without a concern that he’d be upset I settled my body on top of his, enjoying the sensation of his warm smooth skin plastered up against mine as I slowly ground my hips into his feeling our hard thingies rubbing against one another.
It felt nice being this close to the eleven year old boy and even his scent made me all tingly inside as I felt him slowly stirring awake. The other boy’s arms slowly wrapped around my waist and he spread his knees outward giving me even more access as I felt my soft sack drooping between his thighs and rubbing gently against his silky boy bag. It was kind of sexy and a reminder of how I missed these kinds of moments with him. I wasn’t trying to get all sexed up with him where I would get that nice tingly feeling, but I did want to feel him close and allow myself to enjoy being with him.
“Mmmmm, this feels so nice Micah, but it’s making me all horny and we need to be a bit careful.” I heard Tim whispering as his body quivered beneath mine and I stopped grinding against him.
“I said we just need to be careful not for you to stop.” My brother giggled while cupping his hands up against my butt cheeks squeezing playfully making me giggle too as I lifted my head and looked down into his soft brown eyes.
“You and Allen still haven’t done anything sexual yet, have you?” I asked tenderly my question not even bothering my brother who smiled at me softly and reached up brushing my hair off to the side.
“I love your hair, it’s so beautiful.” He grinned studying my face intently before he shook his head. “No, we are still virgins.” He admitted while I frowned having heard that word used in a lot of different ways and it confused me.
“Tim?”
“Hmmmm,” I heard him respond noticing how he was studying my face and running his fingers lightly over my lips as I kissed them seeing him smile at my affectionate display.
“What exactly does that mean…you know, being a virgin? I mean I sort of know, but sometimes the way people use it is kind of confusing.” I admitted.
“Oh, well for a guy it means he hasn’t stuck his dickie inside a girl and for a girl it means a boy hasn’t put it inside of them.” He explained in simple terms making me frown again.
“So, even though me and you have done some sex things together we are still virgins?” I asked seeing him nod. “So, if you and Allen have sex together you guys will still be virgins too. Does that mean gay people are virgins forever?” I wondered seeing him frown now as well evidently never having thought about it like that before.
He didn’t respond so I settled my head in the crook of his shoulder and neck closing my eyes and shivering because he was running his hand softly up and down my back. It felt really nice and I humped into him a little enjoying how it felt to rub my hard dickie up against his slightly smaller one. It never bothered me how he was smaller than me down there and I’m glad it never really bothered him either. I suppose size really didn’t matter since I knew when we rubbed up against each other it made him feel good like it did me.
Tim smiled and shook his head enjoying how it felt to have his little brother rubbing against him like this, not to mention how it sounded to say brother and it being for real now.
In a way Micah rubbing up against me was kind of sexual, but I knew this isn’t what this was all about. Like me, I knew my little brother just wanted to feel close. In many families this would never even happen whether it was a brother by blood or by adoption, but for some odd reason the two of us had a very unique and close relationship with no regrets. I had felt a little bad about what happened a few months back when the two of us got a little sexed up again and my little brother had an orgasm, but we had talked about it later. Micah explained how he didn’t want me to feel awful because of what happened. He pointed out he needed it because he was so worked up and had been missing it with me even though he was into girls now. I suppose from time to time since we were so close this could happen again, but I wanted to be cautious about it and try to prevent it because things really were different between us now.
“Come-on, let’s go sneak a peek at the Christmas tree.” I suggested rolling him off of me and admiring his sexy little body.
It never got old seeing his foreskin covered penis. I’ve played with it often over the past year enjoying how it felt to get sexed up with him, pee him, pull his skin back, and to mess around with his shiny knob. Even his cute little satchel captivated me to no end with his almond sized testes always squirming around inside their casing. It was really fun playing with his stuff like that and I only hoped that at some point I will get to play around with Allen the same way. We’ve gotten a bit more frisky and all, but still nothing I would really call sex; just a lot of kissing and a bit of groping, which of course always made me swoon.
With our boners leading the way, we giggled quietly as we stepped lightly down the stairs. Halfway down I paused a moment, Micah stopping as well and looking at me curiously while I gazed at the Christmas tree. He followed my gaze and we both stared for several moments until I heard him whispering.
“What’s wrong?” He asked, my gaze shifting towards him and my eyes welling up.
Shaking my head I whispered back tenderly. “That’s where you were born. It’s where I saw you for the very first time under the tree, our family’s very own Christmas angel. I fell in love with you at that very moment while standing right here on the stairs. On that day right here on these very steps you were born into our family.” I whispered softly seeing Micah’s eyes well up as we both sat down for a few moments and hugged giving each other a warm tender kiss right on the lips.
Hushed noises and my brothers’ bedroom door opening and closing softly stirred Chase awake from his sleep as he groaned and rolled on to his back.
Exhaling softly, I knew the little stinkers were making their way down the stairs to sneak a peep at the Christmas gifts. Tim simply couldn’t ever resist and I’m sure he dragged Micah with him. Normally, my brother would wake me up, but he knew I preferred to sleep in until it was time to get up. Still, it was like a tradition I had come to enjoy with my brother so decided I’d join the two little rascals for a few minutes as I stretched noticing the large football sized stadium I was creating out of my blanket.
My body quivered a friendly reminder that I was feeling a bit horny first thing in the morning. It was also a reminder how Suzie and I hadn’t done the nasty together in a while. Not that we didn’t want to, but rather we had all been pretty busy and there hadn’t been any opportunity to do anything except for a little bit of the typical snogging. It left me to other vices in the form of my own hand as I reached down noticing I was slightly damp down there. Sighing, I decided I better take care of things real quick like as I reached over the side of my bed and retrieved one of my socks.
Tossing aside my covers, I fisted my thick tube stake forcing the sock over my hand getting everything covered up like a prophylactic and began doing what came naturally. I was right handed so used it to great effect as my fingers rolled over the tip of my knob and I twisted them around some to create some nice friction. This was nowhere near as nice as actually making love to Suzie as I now began to focus on her and that sexy hot body. She had beautiful perky breasts with wonderful thighs and soft curves in all the right places. My girlfriend even smelled fantastic, totally different from a guy. It was kind of difficult to describe, but her fragrance was always flowery and sweet as I felt my toes beginning to curl. I began visualizing how she loved to run her fingers through my downy pubes, running them along the length of my fat tube and cupping her hand under my fleshy skin purse. She’s even given me a few blowjobs her cheeks puffing out when I unloaded my precious cargo while she eagerly swallowed down my little spermies.
Everything about her was sexy hot and nothing was off limits between the two of us anymore as I felt my hips rising up off the mattress when the hot molten lava began to blast out of the tip of my penis. It burned along the inside of my thick shaft before being flung into the netting of my sock as my balls continued to contract and expel a large load of boy splooge. It was intense catching me by surprise because it’s actually been a while since I’ve spilled out so much at one time. Then it dawned on me how it’s been a couple of days since I’ve actually tossed my fat cucumber.
The intense surge of ecstasy exploded all along my insides while my skin began to tingle all over. Wave after wave of intense orgasmic spastic ripples radiated outwards for several long moments until with one final heave a sense of calm euphoric blissfulness finally settled over my body as I gasped and gulped for air. Slowly I began to relax, the incident feeling as if it had lasted for a long time, while realistically and from experience I knew the orgasm had probably lasted all of a minute, if that long.
Slowly my breathing steadied as I removed my sock and gently wiped away any more stickiness off of my fleshy meat making sure to check my pubes as well. I’ve gotten good over the years of making sure my spunk didn’t get all gummed up in my pubes by using my makeshift cum rag in a way so it always captured most everything. Satisfied, I tossed off my covers dumping my snotty sock into the dirty laundry bag hanging inside my closet and padded my way downstairs not bothering with underwear knowing the stinkers were probably naked as jaybirds too. If I was worried about mom and dad coming down I would have slipped into something, but since it was just us it didn’t matter so much as I paused on the steps and took a seat watching my two little nudists kneeling down in front of the Christmas tree careful not to disturb the gifts.
The two little stinkers were so cute together and I counted my blessings to have such great brothers. This made me smile because it was now official; Micah was my brother for real not only in thought and dead, but also in reality since it was all legal now. He was such a beautiful boy as I recalled how we had found him just this last year and right about the same time sleeping up under the branches of our Christmas tree. Tim had immediately fallen in love with the boy, and I was right there along for the ride.
In many ways the relationship Micah had between me and Tim were quite different. I could tell that for us we had immediately bonded as brothers while with Tim it had been a bit special. It was a mixture of friendship and brotherly love that connected those two. Not to mention the natural curiosity of sexual exploration. I got the sense they didn’t do much of that together anymore because the idea of being brothers had won out. I didn’t have any illusions they had indeed been sexually active together on some level, and probably still were at times, but they had each moved on to a different stage in their lives. Tim had finally found someone special and Micah was just now discovering girls.
The blond boy was a vision of pure perfection as I sat there watching him interact with Tim, and I only hoped he would take a more cautious road when it came to sex with other girls. In many ways I was regretting my decision of having lost my virginity because of lust rather than love. With Suzie it was so much different than it had been for me with my old girlfriend. The sex had been hot and passionate, but I now knew it hadn’t been about love, but rather lust and mostly on my old girlfriend’s part. She loved getting off, and of course I did too, but that is all it was for her. I suppose at the time I had deeper feelings for her, it was just how I was wired, but it was nothing compared to what I felt towards Suzie. The two of us were right together and that is what I wanted for Micah.
The blond boy was beautiful with a very exquisite body, but nothing compared to that beautiful penis of his. Even I recognized the sexy hot nature of his penis, and I was a guy who definitely was into girls. Deep down I understood when all was said and done there would be girls out there only after him for his body. Of course this was in many cases typical of boys in regards to girls, but it didn’t mean this wasn’t also true of girls towards boys; especially, a special boy such as Micah. It’s not what I wanted for him and since he was becoming more interested in girls as of late I figured it was probably time to talk to him about it. When it came to sex it was very difficult for guys to say no to, but I at least wanted him to understand the importance of waiting for the right girl if possible. I was a prime example of a guy whose first time had been for all the wrong reasons, and it was something I had to deal with when it came to my current girlfriend.
At my doctor’s urging I had taken the time with Suzie to discuss our sexual relationship. She of course knew I had been sexually active before so I informed her since we were now intimate my doctor and I had decided it was important for me to be tested. To her credit she didn’t view this as a negative thing, but rather as me being responsible and having her best interests at heart. We also discussed in depth the issue of us having sexual intercourse and even though my doctor suggested I use precautions we both decided not to worry about it so much. She enjoyed the way it felt to have my fleshiness entering inside of her and didn’t want to have a barrier when we had intercourse.
She understood why my doctor would be a little concerned and assured me she was being very cautious about her birth control and that she thought since I was being tested she should make an appointment and have one done as well, just to be safe even if something didn’t show up with me. During that time she could talk to her own doctor about her body and issues regarding being sexually active. We were seriously committed to one another and had fallen in love so our discussion hadn’t felt awkward in any way, which kind of surprised me.
We were in love, so I suppose that simply managed to make things easier. I did stress though how important it was for her to let me know if anything changes regarding her contraceptive methods. I didn’t want us to become another one of those statistics with an accidental pregnancy. It was important for her to know that if she said ‘no’ I would honor her wishes, but it would make things easier if she talked to me about any concerns. I didn’t want us to have sex just for sex sake, even though it was a very nice experience to share together. Like my doctor had pointed out all it took was one time, and I felt if we were old enough to have sex we surely were old enough to be responsible and take all the necessary precautions. Just because we were teenagers didn’t mean we couldn’t take control of our sexual relationship, and to Suzie’s credit she agreed saying she wanted us to be as natural as possible, but indeed it was also important to be responsible. God, how I loved her.
My eyes shifted towards my brother Tim and I smiled fondly at him. I was indeed a lucky guy to have such fine little brothers. The eleven year old boy was a sexy little stud muffin in his own rights as well. I knew for a fact a lot of girls were already pining for him, wanting to get down his pants as well. Even Suzie had mentioned how her sister was all excited about the upcoming trip because of Tim. She confided in me how her sister really wanted to get down my brother’s pants wondering what he had down there, which to my surprise Suzie didn’t have any issues over. Of course Tim was a bit on the small side in that department, but I was fairly certain in the grand scheme of things it wouldn’t have mattered. If his sexual prowess was only one tenth of his happy go lucky and exuberant nature, he’d be pleasing the girls in many ways providing them plenty of sexual satisfaction.
This however wouldn’t become a reality because my little brother wasn’t wired that way. I couldn’t tell Suzie this because it wasn’t my place to do so. My brother was destined to go down a different path. It didn’t bother me that he was gay, and we’ve talked about it some already when we were alone together. He had confided in me how both him and Allen were holding off on getting too intimate, but he indeed wanted things to go further between them.
It was kind of weird having this sort of conversation with him because it involved two boys becoming intimate, but strangely enough it truly didn’t disgust me and I found it would be fairly typical of what we’d talk about if he were interested in girls. I had told him the same thing I planned on telling Micah, how it wasn’t bad to take things slow until he was absolutely certain about things. If Allen wasn’t ready he just needed to be patient. If it was meant to be then it would happen at the proper time and not before, unless he pushed things in an unnatural way. If he did that then there would be consequences, so my advice had been to enjoy what he had with Allen and let thing happen naturally.
My little brother was such a sweet kid, and so was Allen, and I thought they deserved a chance at a happy life together however it may transition over time. I was so fortunate to have Tim in my life and I never felt as if he was somehow a burden. If anything he brought a lot of happiness and joy in our lives. He was the one who always had a quick smile and a fun joyous outlook on life. He was a risk taker, outgoing, and very personable making life a joy and interesting when he was around. Even these last few days when we were all feeling down in the dumps, it was his outlook in life that had kept us going even though other than Allen he had the most to lose.
The boys were so focused on looking under the tree they hadn’t even noticed me watching them for several minutes until Micah happened to look up with a big grin spreading over his features. He got up and ran into my arms, pressing his naked body into mine as I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply. There was a kind of innocence about his scent that made me quiver because it was so pure. Even the soft skin on his body felt clean and silky smooth as I ran them down his back and over on top of his smooth rounded orbs.
“Damn, you’ve got a sexy hot ass.” I admitted in surprise, hearing the smaller blond boy giggling as he pulled back slightly tilting his head at me.
“You think so?” He asked seriously while I smiled and nodded my head.
“Oh yeah, and if I wasn’t so into girls I’d be playing around with it all the time, not to mention certain other body parts.” I teased, the candidness surprising none of us as Tim came over and cuddled up with me too.
My sandy haired brother leaned in giving me a quick peck on the cheek before wheedling himself into my arms as I now gave them both a squeeze. I inhaled again, Tim’s scent so ingrained into my very being that I’d recognize it anywhere. I couldn’t remember a time when I hadn’t smelled his scent at some point in the day and it always reminded me of home. I loved him dearly, both of them actually. I don’t think many families realize how important they are to one another, but I try to remind myself how blessed I am to have family who I loved and who loved me in return. Most of my friends never gave such things a second thought, but I never took it for granted. Maybe that was strange for a teenager, but I couldn’t help myself as I reached down with my left hand giving Tim a little tweak on his keister as well hearing him giggling.
“Damn, two cute boys with sexy hot asses.” I giggled teasingly. “Damn, for real Tim if you weren’t my brother and I was gay I’d be tempted to jump your bones right now.” I chided lightheartedly hearing him sigh.
“I love you too Chase, but my ass belongs to Allen.” He retorted playfully as he stood back up and I nodded knowingly.
“Yeah, I suppose, but come-on guys let’s get back to bed before mom and dad catch all our floppy bits hanging out in the breeze.” I reminded them as we all looked at one another realizing we were butt naked and getting a little impish giggle out of my two younger brothers as they followed me upstairs into my room.
Since I didn’t protest they slipped into bed with me and cuddled up knowing we still had several hours before it was time to get up. Tim snuggled up on one side of me and Micah on the other side as his hand snaked downwards and his fingers brushed through my pubes. Both of my brothers always enjoyed checking out my pubes, but Micah especially seemed enthralled by it as he now shifted his hand and slowly stroked my flaccid penis. I had just got done tossing my todger, but someone’s soft hand playing around with it always managed to get me boned up. He giggled when my pickle swelled up into a cucumber before he released it and once more ran his fingers through my downy pubes.
“I can’t wait until I start getting hairs. What color do you think mine will end up being?” He asked, Tim raising his head and glancing down giggling because he could see his little brother messing around with me down there as usual.
Shrugging my shoulders I chuckled and took a good guess. “Well, your hair is pretty blond while your eyebrows are a little darker. A lot of guys’ hair starts to darken up a little when they get older so if I had to guess I’d say maybe a light brown, not dark brown like mine.”
“Oh, alright…cool.” He stated simply while I shook my head.
Sometimes the kid asked the quirkiest questions and I’ve learned that giving simple straightforward answers seems to always work out for the best. “Come-on let’s get some shut eye. Last night plum wore me out and we could all use the extra sleep. This year let’s wait until mom and dad wake us. They’ve had a hard go of things lately and I’m sure they would appreciate getting to sleep in longer.” I yawned as we snuggled up further under the covers allowing ourselves to drift back to sleep.
Muted noises drifting into my bedroom from downstairs along with the smell of bacon finally insinuated itself into my dreams as I inhaled deeply and slowly opened up my eyes. I could feel my two younger brothers still curled up with me and it felt extremely cozy. It made me wonder how long something like this could last, the two little guys wanting to cuddle with me in bed. For most of my friends they’d be totally mortified at having their little brothers cozy up to them in bed while completely naked, but I didn’t mind. I loved how it felt to have their warm silky soft bodies cuddled up with me. We all popped stiffies, it’s just the way things were and I never felt uncomfortable about it around my little brothers. It didn’t have anything to do with sex for us, so why should it be an issue. Boys got hard in the basement department all the time and sure it’s embarrassing, but the three of us have seen each other boned up so often anymore that it wasn’t even an issue between us.
Even though I was tired and wanted to sleep in some more, the smell of breakfast cooking was a bit too much so I gently shook my brothers awake chuckling when Micah suddenly tossed off the covers making a straight b-line for the bathroom with Tim on his heels. I suppose all the extra soda pop and punch yesterday at Judge Bennett’s party had finally caught up to the little tykes as I realized my own bladder was a bit fuller as well than usual. Sighing, I padded after my brothers into the bathroom all three of us starkers as we crammed together in front of the porcelain god who eagerly gobbled up the liquid gold offerings of three youthful sprightly boys.
The morning got off to a lazy start as we all sat around the dining room table munching down on our breakfast of French toast with a fried egg in the middle, bacon, ham, and sausages. Mom went all out, and even though my brothers were a bit antsy, to their credit we all managed to sit around chatting happily about life in general and of course our upcoming trip. My folks smiled fondly at us throughout lavishing their love towards all three of us as we sat in our pajamas this year enjoying one another’s company. In years past we’d immediately gather around the Christmas tree and tear into our gifts, but for some odd reason things were a little different this year and none of us seemed to mind. It wasn’t until we heard our front door opening and closing when my two younger brothers truly perked up making a b-line towards Allen.
We had all become so close as a family the other boy never bothered to knock anymore as he finally managed to wiggle himself free from the two urchins who had attached themselves to him setting down a couple of bags with wrapped gifts. Evidently, this was going to become a new tradition for us, waiting for Allen to arrive so we could finally unwrap our gifts. As always the pre-teen was all spruced up and looking dapper dressed in his tight red skinny jeans and blue colored polo style shirt as he self consciously straightened out his clothes. He was always like that, constantly fiddling around with his clothes making sure he looked nice. He didn’t have anything fancy, but it had become obvious how he had always taken good care of what he had so that he looked proper for whatever occasion.
Even when he was dressed casually, he always fidgeted with his outfit making sure he looked nice. I thought it was kind of cute because it reminded me of how Suzie was with her outfits. Tim was the opposite, not much caring about his clothes even though he too looked nice in certain outfits. I could tell that Allen was rubbing off on him though because lately he’s been making sure to look nice for the other boy as well.
The only time Allen didn’t seem to be so self conscious about it was when he sat around with us in his underwear or when walking around naked after a shower. It made me grin at how he had become more casual when he hung around us and not so modest about his body. He was still shy at times; especially, when he became a bit touchy and feely with Tim while we were around, but he truly was more relaxed when hanging around us.
“Ah, now that the entire family is together,” my mom noted giving Allen a warm hug and gentle peck on the lips before motioning us into the family room as she continued, “we can all officially start Christmas.” She chuckled as we all gathered around the tree and took a seat.
We waited expectantly as we looked towards Micah who took a step towards the gifts and then paused before turning around with a nervous look on his face. “Um…I know it’s always been the youngest that hands out the gifts, but since things are different now I was wondering if we can make a new tradition.” He asked my folks who smiled and shrugged waiting to hear what the youngest member of the Miner clan had in mind.
“Anyway, I was sort of thinking maybe we could all take turns and give our presents out one at a time. You know like me giving my presents to you guys and then everyone doing the same.” He wondered with my parents chuckling and nodding their heads.
My dad waived Micah over and the boy stepped up to my dad as we watched the little imp being smothered with a big hug and plenty of kisses. It was nice to see the affectionate display as our little angel squirmed around and giggled in my dad’s playful embrace before being released, my mom then taking over and doing the same, but in a bit more dignified manner as the two hugged and she gave him a soft kiss on the cheek.
“So is this what you’d like to do then?” She asked him, the smaller boy nodding and smiling broadly knowing the answer was already a ‘yes.’
“Well then,” my dad nodded looking around noticing none of us seemed to have any objections. “My opinion is a new family means new traditions.” He offered up with everyone nodding in agreement. “So, since this was your brilliant suggestion maybe we should start with you handing out gifts.” My dad offered up as we watched the smaller boy smiling and nodding. Squirming around under the tree he gathered up several small packages and Manila envelopes as he smiled excitedly.
“Um…I hope you guys all like it. I…I wanted to get something for all of us…you know…something kind of special.” He added blushing a little nervously as he handed one out to Tim, Allen, and me, also keeping one for himself as I looked around noticing all the wrapped boxes were that same so figuring it was something similar.
We all looked at each other and smiled before tearing into the wrapper and opening up the small square box. Gazing inside I smiled because it was a nice silver bracelet as I pulled it out and examined it closer. It looked really fancy and it was engraved on top as I smiled and inspected the inscription. In big letters horizontally across the center was my name, “Chase.” As I took a closer look I noticed there was a fancy scrolled inscription in a gentle arch just above my name and another one below it in a gentle downwards sloping arch. Above my name was inscribed “The Four Musketeers,” and below it, “One For All And All For One.” Then on either side was a fancy coat of arms with four sabers on the shield part. The four handles of the blades were spread apart up top with all the blades crossing and spreading outwards at the bottom of the shield.
“Dude, this is like totally awesome,” I heard Tim piping up inspecting the sterling silver bracelet closely.
Micah grinned sheepishly. “I’m so glad because I was kind of nervous about it. The family crest on both sides is the Miner family coat of armor for us and the Beaumont one for Allen, but I had them add the four sabers because we are the four musketeers after all. Um, inside the envelopes is a certificate of the Miner and Beaumont family crests explaining everything, but I also had them inscribe something special on the back side of the bracelets. I hope you guys all approve.” He told us nervously as I turned over my bracelet and smiled broadly nodding my head.
“Micah, I really love it.” I piped up wiping away the wetness from the corners of my eyes because even though the bracelet itself was obviously an expensive piece I could tell he put a lot of thought into his gift as I looked at the inscription.
On the back there were three lines of inscription. The first line had the name “Athos,” the second line, “Distinguished Big Brother,” and the third line “Striking, Brave, and Protector.” It was perfect and I sniffled shaking my head looking at the others who had tears in their own eyes as we each passed around the bracelets taking the time to inspect them closely. They were all the same except for the inscriptions representing which one belonged to which boy.
Micah’s bracelet in the back was inscribed with first line “D'Artagnan,” second line “Little Brother,” and third line “Brave, Noble, Ambitious, Crafty, Chivalrous, and Intelligent.” Tim’s bracelet was inscribed with the first line “Porthos,” second line “Courageous Brother,” and third line “Loud, Brash, Valiant Fighter and Protector.” Allen’s bracelet was inscribed with “Aramis” on the first line, “Courageous Brother & Hero” on the second line, and “Devoted, Loyal, Handsome, Foppish, and Quiet” on the third line.
“What does foppish mean,” Tim asked curiously looking at Allen’s inscription while Micah giggled knowingly.
“Well…um…actually I did some research on the computer at school about the Four Musketeers like I did with our family coat of arms. Well, when it began to describe the Musketeers personality it finally clicked because I thought it fit us. With Allen, foppish means…uh…,” the blond boy giggled a bit impish. “Um…well you know how in the story Aramis is always concerned how he looked so stylish, prim, and proper…uh…you know…making sure he looks all gussied up…well that’s you.” He giggled at Allen with all of us busting up because he was always worried with how he looked in his clothes.
“I’m not that bad,” Allen pouted playfully while we laughed and nodded our head.
“Well, I for one appreciate how you take the time to look nice.” Tim offered up with everyone settling down because it was his turn to pass out gifts.
Reaching under the tree he pulled out a Christmas Bag handing it over to Micah who immediately removed the paper on top reaching inside and pulling out several items. His eyes widened in shock before he suddenly began to cry shaking his head.
“The sketches of me and my mom and the pictures…but how?” He began to sob as Tim wrapped his arm around the boy.
“When you told me how you felt bad about the pictures going missing I contacted Maddie to see if she could maybe track down your Uncle and Aunt. I don’t know how she did it, but she found them and to our surprise they had held on to your stuff. They were so happy to hear you were safe and come to find out they had felt so bad about it that after they dropped you off they actually came back to get you even though it was dangerous for them, but the store had closed already and you were gone. They did contact the store security though afterwards trying to find you, but found out the authorities already had you. Afterwards they kept checking up and found out you had been taken in by us and felt you were better with us and didn’t want to mess it up. Maddie found out they are doing good too and are now living in Altoona. They want to see you, if you can find it in your heart, and Maddie said she could make the arrangements.” Tim explained, the smaller boy getting all excited.
“Really, would it be alright?” He asked mom and dad who seemed surprised at what Tim had done, but appeared honestly pleased.
“Of course sweetie, it is the right thing to do. We will let Maddie know so she can contact them and make arrangements for when we get back from our trip.” Mom replied as Micah gave Tim a big hug and then one to my parents.
“Wait, there’s one more present for you.” Tim told the boy handing him a big rectangular shaped wrapped up gift.
The smaller boy frowned and unwrapped his gift hissing in surprise. “I had Chase scan the sketches of you and your mom along with all of your pictures and had a painting done of them as a collage on a canvas so you can hang it up in your room. I hope you like it?” He asked getting immediately smothered by the smaller boy.
“I love it.” Micah squeaked excitedly before releasing Tim who then pointed towards the box from his birthday a few weeks back.
“Um…don’t forget about my birthday…er…your other Christmas gift,” he teased, the boys giggling knowingly since this was another new tradition that had been inadvertently started last year when Tim at the last minute gave Micah his new skateboarding stuff he had gotten for his birthday so the blond boy could also have a Christmas.
The smaller boy opened up the box admiring the new skateboard, helmet, and pads once more thanking Tim and giving him a hug before releasing the boy and allowing him to hand out the next present.
My brother handed the next gift to Allen who smiled because it was the same shape as what Micah had just gotten. Tearing open the wrapper he began to sniffle shaking his head because it was a painting of his mother from one of the pictures Tim had managed to sneakily pilfer from the other boy’s room when he didn’t know, with of course permission from his foster parents.
“This is beautiful, thanks Tim.” He offered up giving my brother a hug before Tim handed me a small box.
“I really didn’t know what to get you, but since I can’t afford a car like in those magazines you are constantly looking at,” he giggled knowingly because I’ve been checking out those car magazines since I’d be getting my learner’s permit soon and all boys my age dream about the day we finally get to drive.
Even though he gave me a cryptic hint I was totally blown away by the gift he gave me knowing it had cost some serious bucks for an eleven year old boy. “Tim, you shouldn’t have spent so much money, but this is totally awesome.” I commented checking out my unique gift.
It was an incredible chronograph watch, expertly handcrafted in gleaming stainless steel and loaded with stunning features and dramatic styling, including a precision quartz movement and a striking black face showcasing the distinctive Ford Mustang logo. The bold bezel showed off its unique tachometer-style, silver-finish hands, and hour marks. The back side was etched with the Mustang horse and a classic car with the words, “Untamed American Spirit.” It amazed me how Tim seemed to be paying close attention to my personal interests and it showed just how much he cared about me and the others.
Lately I’ve been totally into the older classic Mustangs and just loved how they looked. “This is totally awesome.” I admitted shaking my head at all the wonderful gifts already.
Next, it was Allen’s turn as he blushed a little embarrassed. “Geeze, you guys have given out such wonderful stuff to me. I feel a little bad about mine.” He began as Micah chirped up.
“Please don’t feel bad Allen. Last year I didn’t have anything to give at all and it’s been kind of a tough situation for you. I’m sure we will love anything you give us because it will be from your heart. I could never hate anything you gave me.” Micah spoke up giving his hero, his savior, his brother in arms a big hug holding him tight and meaning every last word making Allen cry as he held on to the smaller boy.
“I’ve been so lucky to have all you guys. I’ve been missing mom so much, but with you it is like I’m home again.” He sniffled before leaning back and wiping away the wetness from the corners of his eyes smiling at us and handing over our gifts.
We tore away the wrapping and I had to smile shaking my head because I thought this was such a sweet gift from the other boy. It was something which meant so much to Allen, and even Micah, and a reminder how it was the little things that were precious in our lives.
“Allen, I love it,” I heard Tim whispering as he wiped away the tears while I nodded and concurred.
“Yes Allen, I will always treasure this memory.” I whispered back softly, recalling how important it had been for the twelve year old that day in the store for us to visit with Santa.
While visiting ole Saint Nick, he had insisted on taking the time to pose in front of the huge train and Christmas display with each and every one of us individually. Now I know why he had been so insistent because he had given each of us a nice framed picture of him posing with us individually as he handed a package to my parents who unwrapped it holding a picture with all four of us together. We all loved his gift to us and gave him a big hug as it now became my turn.
I handed each boy an envelope and small box. All three boys opened up the small boxes first and smiled holding up their sterling silver St. Christopher’s medallion with an image of a skateboarder grinding along a rail.
“This is totally awesome.” Tim squeaked immediately putting his on before opening up his envelope knowingly as he pulled out a card reading it before checking out his new season pass for the skate park. “This is perfect,” he added since it is really all he wanted while Allen smiled and nodded holding his pass up.
“Looks like I will need to go out and get a skateboard now. I was planning on it anyway since Tim and Micah offered to teach me some gnarly tricks.” He chuckled when my parents spoke up.
“Well, maybe those two boxes will help both you and Tim out some.” They chuckled, the two boys immediately grabbing the indicated boxes reading the labels to make sure they each got the right one before tearing it open.
“Way cool mom,” Tim squeaked holding up his new skateboard and equipment while Allen nodded checking his out before he got up and gave my parents a big hug.
“Thanks, this is really nice.” He smiled excitedly while I glanced over to Micah who was openly crying his hands shaking as he held his card running his fingers over it lovingly.
“What’s wrong?” My mom noticed getting concerned now as the boy shook his head, set the stuff down, got up, and immediately wrapped his arms around me as he began to sob uncontrollably his body shaking in huge ripples.
He held me so tight and wouldn’t let go as I rocked him back and forth in my arms while Tim and Allen stared a little alarmed before coming over and cuddling up as well. Even my parents wrapped us all up in their arms until slowly Micah began to calm down letting out a quiet hiccup before sighing as we all sat back looking at him quietly.
“I love you Chase. You’ve always been so kind treating me like a brother for real right from the beginning. I love your card and I will treasure it just like I do the first one. Sometimes when I feel bad about something I get it out and read it. The angel in front makes me feel much better and what you wrote inside reminds me that I have people who care about me. Now that it is Christmas I have it sitting on my end table and I read it all the time. It makes me feel warm and good inside.” He sniffled once more hugging me as I embraced him back and rocked him some more hearing Allen whispering softly to Tim.
My eleven year old brother motioned for Allen to hang on and ran upstairs coming back down a moment or two later handing over Micah’s card from last year. “Chase gave this to Micah the very first day when we found him under our Christmas tree on Christmas day. It’s the day we really adopted him as part of the family despite what some court may have said.” He told Allen who sort of knew about the story as he gazed at the picture in front shaking his head.
“The angel is very beautiful and looks exactly like Micah.” He said in wonderment opening up the card and reading what Chase had written inside that very first day as he began to wipe away the tears and shook his head when he read it softly out loud. “Welcome to the family Micah…we all love you.” He sniffled gazing over towards me his eyes welling up with tears because if anyone understood what this meant to someone like Micah he surely did as I felt the smaller boy finally release me and walk over towards his stuff he had set down running his hands over the image on front.
Since Allen was the one holding his first card he handed the second one over too with mom, dad, and Tim leaning over to look at it. “Wow, this angel is just as pretty and it is amazing how both of them look exactly like Micah.” Allen acknowledged while I smiled shaking my head.
“It really isn’t all that difficult to find an angel that looks like Micah…I mean…look at him. After all…to me he is an angel.” I admitted seeing my littlest brother blushing at the compliment while Allen opened up the card and with his voice catching in his throat read the inscription.
“Let it be known to one and all that Micah Miner has always been and always will be family…little brother always know in this family you are loved by one and all every single day, hour, minute, and second.” He read sniffling and nodding his head handing the cards back over to the blond haired boy who hugged them tenderly to his heart as he looked at me shifting his gaze around to all of us before speaking up softly.
“I will always remember. Having family is the only thing I really wanted for Christmas.” He sighed looking around while wiping away his tears before his gaze settled on me. “I’ll treasure these always because it will remind me how I received the best gift of all…A family for Christmas, now and forever more.”
We all fell silent; Micah’s emotions making us take pause as the realization of how much something so simple can mean so much to a little boy. Blinking away the tears I sighed amazed by my little brother. He was only ten years old, but already at such a young age he understood what the true spirit of Christmas was all about. He was the younger brother, but was the one teaching us all life lessons. I was better for him being a part of our family; we all were as I smiled at my little brother.
“Thank you Micah,” I whispered softly seeing the confusion on his face as he continued to wipe away the tears.
“For what?” He sniffled.
“For being my brother, for reminding all of us what is important, for being you, for everything.” I sighed appreciatively with everyone nodding somberly as I stood up and motioned towards the others giving them all a big hug. “I love you all and I won’t ever forget it no matter what. After all, we are the Four Musketeers.” I pointed out hearing my brothers, including Allen giggling. “Now, we have one more gift if I’m not mistaken…right?” I asked, Tim immediately perking up.
“Can I go get it?” He asked while I nodded.
“Sure, go ahead.” I chuckled glancing over towards my parents who had cuddled up together wiping away at their own tears smiling fondly at us and looking every bit the doting parents. “We have one more gift, that’s from all of us, including Allen, and we hope you like it. We wanted something to remember this special day…you know with Micah officially becoming a member of the family and us sort of adopting Allen too.” I chuckled, ruffling the pre-teen’s hair as he smiled and immediately began straightening it back out making Micah bark out in laughter.
“What?” Allen asked the blond little guy who in turn shrugged his shoulders.
“Nothing…just you know…foppish.” He teased as we all giggled just as Tim came walking into the room holding a big flat package and handing it over to my parents.
“Oh my…that’s big.” My dad exclaimed as he reached out taking it from Tim and with my mom’s help unwrapped it gasping in surprise.
“Oh my…indeed.” My mom echoed my dad’s sentiments. “It’s beautiful, but how?” She asked admiring the gift.
It was a large twenty four by thirty six inch painting of the entire family, including Allen, lounging around casually in our living room. My parents were truly surprised because it captured all of us perfectly, including the inside of our living room, making them wonder how it was done since we didn’t sit for it. I explained how we had gathered up some pictures from all of us and sent it out to this place that did paintings. We also provided them with pictures of the living room. I told them we all pitched in and paid for it so the gift was from all of us. They fell in love with it and my mom immediately began telling my dad exactly where we were going to hang it up right in the living room for everyone to see. She beamed happily and my dad smiled appreciatively before he clapped his hands together and rubbed them briskly.
“So Tim, as you know a part of your gift from your birthday was also a part of your Christmas gift so we don’t have anything major for you alone. We didn’t buy any clothes this year either because we want to go directly to the store after we get back from our trip. This way you boys can pick out what you would like. Now we do have a couple of more things out in the garage.” My dad smiled motioning for us to make our way over.
We looked at each other and shrugged as we headed towards the door in the small hallway leading into the garage. My mom and dad opened it and stepped inside followed by my brothers and finally me. As I stepped into the garage my heart suddenly leaped into my throat because sitting inside was an original factory burgundy colored 1965 Mustang Hardtop.
“No way,” I gasped as my dad tossed me the keys to the car. “But I don’t even have my learner’s permit.” I gasped in surprise as he shrugged his shoulders.
“That’s alright because the car needs a lot of work before you can even drive it. I figured between now and when you get your license we can work on it together and get it running properly. I wanted us to have a project we could work on together. The body for the most part is fine, but everything just needs a bit of TLC, so if you are up for it?” My dad asked while I shook my head in amazement.
“Are you kidding, I’d love to work on something like this with you. Actually, it wouldn’t matter what it is, just so long as we could do it together.” I told him honestly, the other boys admiring the car and beaming happily for me.
“There’s something for you too Micah.” My mom told the boy pointing towards the corner as the smaller boy squealed happily because sitting there was a brand new bike.
“This is sweet.” He chirped checking it out as we all began to inspect the car and bike.
Everyone was really happy including Tim, but my parents pointed towards one more item. “Tim, we have one more thing, but it is something for both you and Micah.” They told him pointing to a flat screen television for their room.
“No way, this is awesome.” He smiled happily as Micah joined him and they both checked it out together while my parents held on to each other and smiled at us happily.
“Can we go to the skate park?” Micah asked looking over at mom and dad who frowned.
“Um…it’s Christmas son.” My dad responded.
“Yeah, but the owner and a few staff members are keeping it open to the general public today. They are letting everyone in for free and you don’t need a pass today. They are even giving out free hot cocoa and goody bags. So can we…pleeeeease.” Micah begged, my parents chuckling and shrugging their shoulders looking at the rest of us as we shrugged our shoulders too indicating it would be alright with us.
“Well, since there is hot cocoa involved how can we say no?” My mom smiled motioning us all back inside so we could grab our gear and drive over.
Allen spoke up then as he sighed. “Um…you guys go on ahead. I still have a few things to do over at my foster parents place and I also need to call up my grandparents. It won’t be long and I’ll walk over and meet up with you guys.” He suggested as Tim spoke up.
“Um…I’ll wait for him to finish up and walk over with him.” He added as we began to scramble around grabbing our stuff while my parents nodded to Allen and Tim indicating it would be fine.
“Alright then, but why don’t you wait over here and Allen can pick you up when he’s finished so that you don’t get in the way.” My parents told my brother who nodded understanding there may be some private things going on over at Allen’s place with all of the changes going on.
“Yeah, sounds good. Just come get me when you are ready.” I heard my brother tell the twelve year old boy who nodded and quickly left while the rest of us got dressed and piled into the car taking Tim’s and Allen’s gear with us so they wouldn’t have to carry it.
The twelve year old boy smiled happily as he made his way over to his place. With everything being different now he wanted to make sure it would be alright to head over to the skate park for a while. The agreement between him and his grandparents was that he’d spend Christmas over at the Jeffersons place in the morning and then spend the rest of it over at their place. The problem was none of them had thought to discuss any times, simply agreeing tentatively with the day’s schedule. He definitely didn’t want to start things on a bad note with his grandparents even though he didn’t think going to the skate park would be a problem with them.
Making my way home across the street I slipped into the house giving Aunt Kate and Uncle Nate a warm hug. They asked me how things went over at the Miner’s place and I took the time to tell them all about it. They seemed very happy that I had a nice time as I explained to them about the plans for the skate park. They seemed to agree that my grandparents wouldn’t have any issues, but said I should be mindful of the time as well. They were pretty sure my grandparents would probably want me to stay for dinner and reminded me how it was different with every family as to when they ate their Christmas meal so I should ask them about their plans and see if I could work my schedule around theirs.
Smiling supportively they gave me some space and I sat down giving my grandparents a call. It was actually a nice pleasant conversation with them sounding excited about how my morning went. They were genuinely happy for me and even told me to go and enjoy my time at the skate park. Now that they had a good idea of my schedule they suggested maybe if I could come between three or four in the afternoon it would give us plenty of time together. They didn’t want to keep me too long reminding me I would still need to pack for the trip on the following day and that we would have plenty of time to get to know one another at the resort. I thought it was really nice of them as I hung up the phone and made my way back over to pick up Tim. I was really feeling good about how things were turning out and for the first time in a long while I felt a sense of security.
That idea made me pause for a second at the door leading into the Miner’s house as I frowned. The sense of belonging reminded me of what Micah had said and I felt myself smiling. Yes indeed all I wanted for Christmas too was a family and my wish had been granted in spades because when I thought on it I had three families for Christmas. I had the Jeffersons, the Miner family, and now my grandparents. I couldn’t have asked for more as a nice warm feeling spread inside of me.
Without bothering to knock I stepped inside Tim’s house and looked around as I automatically hung up my coat on the rack. He wasn’t downstairs and for a second I thought maybe he had decided to go with his parents and brothers after all, but realized the door had been unlocked so Tim must be in his room. I ran up the stairs and slipped inside his bedroom smiling because he was standing by his bed holding the framed picture I gave him for Christmas in his hands with a big smile on his mug. He must have heard me coming inside and looked up smiling broadly.
“What?” I asked him smiling because he looked so damn cute.
“I can tell your dickie is hard in the picture with me.” He chuckled while I rolled my eyes and chuckled knowingly.
“Yeah, well I couldn’t help it because we were holding each other and I always bone up when you hold me. I can’t help it.” I smiled as he nodded.
“Me too, but I guess mine is small enough so easier to hide.” He giggled placing the picture down on the end table where he had cleared off a spot. “Ready to go?” He asked while I shrugged my shoulders and stepped closer to him wrapping my arms around his small frame.
Leaning down I gave him a very passionate kiss feeling him respond back and sigh as I pulled back slightly. “In a moment, I’ve got one more gift to unwrap.” I smiled leaning back down and pressing my mouth up against his, our lips brushing up lightly.
His mouth opened up and I slipped my tongue between his lips. He tasted like breakfast as our tongues slithered around together. I could get lost just by kissing him, but I wanted more as I moaned softly feeling his hands cupping my butt cheeks and squeezing lightly. Pulling back from him I reached down and grabbed the bottom of his loose fitting t-shirt and tugged it over his head dropping it on the floor next to us. I gazed at his naked chest and ran my hands lightly over his skin amazed at the warm suppleness of it. We’ve been doing a lot of necking together lately, but not much more than that. Today was different though and I finally felt ready as I leaned over brushing my lips along the nape of his neck suckling on it lightly feeling the boy respond to my gentle touch before I pulled back slightly both of us breathing hard.
“Gawd, you’ve got a sexy hot body,” I gasped running my hand now over his perky little button of a teat giving it a slight pinch feeling it get hard.
It wasn’t the only thing that was hard as I dipped my hand down between his leg feeling how he had gotten all boned up down there as I once more leaned in brushing my lips around his perky little boy tit. It was only about the size of a dime as I suckled on it hearing Tim moan enjoying what I was doing to him.
“Oh fuck Allen…this…this is so intense. Please don’t stop.” He begged while I kneeled down and ran my mouth down to his navel flicking my tongue out licking his belly button.
The boy shivered as I leaned back and unbuttoned his jeans, tugging on his zipper before pulling down his pants. I could smell him and the fragrance was divine as I reached out pressing my hand up against his bulge feeling his hard penis twitching around beneath the fabric of his white underwear. Tim’s body jerked and he moaned softly.
“Oh gawd…oh gawd,” he gasped placing his hands on my shoulders to steady himself. “Is this happening for real?” He moaned as I gazed up noticing his big brown eyes looking down at me studying what I was doing intently.
I could tell he was all worked up and I smiled because he wanted this so bad, and I did too. Reaching out I hooked my fingers in the gummy like waistband of his white boy’s briefs noticing the hard peg creating a small sized pup tent in his underwear suddenly lurch expectantly. Smiling I tugged his briefs down to his ankles and leaned in brushing my lips up against the smoothness of his warm skin close to the base of his hard shaft while I wrapped my arms around behind him. I cupped his smooth rounded apples with my hands giving them a slight squeeze pulling him closer. Once again his mellow fragrance assaulted my senses, but this time it was laced with something else. It was difficult to describe and all I could say was it had the aroma of sex as his boy pheromones kicked in.
The sensation of his scorching hot rigid spike rubbing along my cheek made me shiver excitedly as I stuck my tongue out tasting his silky pale mound enjoying the flavor of the boy’s smooth salty like skin. Pressing my lips up against the flatness of his pubic mound I began licking on it as I traveled from the left side towards the right his stiff shaft pressing up against my right cheek. It was forced to bend down towards my chin before it rolled up underneath it and sprung into place along the left side of my cheek. The sensation of his hard penis traveling along my face like that made me shiver.
“Oh…oh gawd…what are you doing?” He squeaked.
His spike felt hot, stiff, and fleshy, a new experience for me as I felt the boy’s knees buckling slightly because it was intense for him too as I pulled back and studied his pulsing erection up close and personal like.
It was small, standing erect at about two and a quarter inches, maybe slightly bigger from what I recalled. I seemed to think it had somehow gotten a bit larger since I had last sort of sized him up. At first glance it seemed smooth, but being this close I could make out the slight roughness of it due to his circumcision cut and his pulsing veins creating small creases and bulges. There were little lumps and bumps along the length of his short shaft the small imperfections making the boy’s penis unique to him. His plum colored knob made up for at least half the length of his shaft, bigger at the base than the tip and slightly pointed with a smooth curve along the underside. I suppose it was a standard shape, but figured it would be considered small since it wasn’t as wide as his shaft. To me it was still sexy hot as I breathed him in noting how even his testicles seemed to be slightly bigger now in its fleshy bag which hung down slightly baggy between his firm thighs.
“I think your peckers might have gotten a little bigger, but your balls definitely have.” I rasped softly.
“Really, you think…,” he squeaked in surprise because I leaned in, opened my mouth and slurped his entire nut sack into my mouth.
The smaller boy literally jolted in surprise and I could feel his almond sized testicles leaping and squirming around inside my mouth as I ran my tongue around the fleshiness of his bag. It was warm and to my surprise tasted delicious. I’ve wanted to suck Tim off for a while now, but was simply too afraid of allowing our relationship to blossom. Everything has changed now and I was horny as fuck as I allowed his marbles to slip from my mouth and replaced it with his pulsing erection.
My lips slipped over his one and a quarter inch sized knob, down along the one and a quarter inch long shaft, and all the way to his root as my tongue swirled around the tip of his slit at the end of his nozzle. It took all of a second and to my surprise I felt Tim abruptly stiffen up and begin to squeak and grunt, writhing around in my arms as his orgasm immediately slammed into his small body.
“Eeeep, eeeeeeey, eeeep.” He squeaked as his penis pulsed and squirmed around in my mouth the sensation turning me on hotly. Tim’s nut sack was so small it didn’t hang down far so was pressed up against the front part of my chin and I could feel his testicles begin to contract and lurch around against it bouncing up against my lower lip.
Everything about the boy turned me on as I continued to suckle on his rigid thorn feeling it pulse several times during his orgasmic explosion. Tim’s hips lurched forward pressing into me as he instinctively began to face fuck me, his little grunts and squeaks of pleasure so damn cute and such a turn-on. With one final heave he gasped and slumped forward his hands on my shoulders barely able to keep him standing as his penis immediately deflated inside my mouth, shriveling up so small I could no longer hang on to it with my mouth. I felt it slipping from between my lips as it snuggled up against the flat part of his skin barely a little button anymore as he continued to heave in my arms.
Tim couldn’t believe what was happening as the older boy slowly stripped him out of his clothes and began making love to him with that wonderful mouth.
Allen’s warm lips all over my body was getting me totally worked up. We had agreed to take things slow, and we had, with the other sexy boy always keeping things in check. I didn’t mind because just being close to him and kissing him passionately was enough for me. At times it became too intense and I found myself needing to pleasure myself afterwards as I pumped my fist or in most cases my fingers across my stiff stubby. It never took much to get me off these days with the mere thought of Allen enough to send me into orbit. My orgasms had turned intense and wondrous ever since the boy entered into my life as my eyes suddenly widened in surprise when he slipped his mouth over my nards. He had commented how he thought I’ve gotten bigger; especially, my marbles and I was responding when the warm wetness of his mouth suddenly engulfed my danglies.
The feeling was incredible and it had caught me by surprise in many different ways. The warm wetness felt divine in a way I never thought possible. Hell, for that matter I didn’t realize boys could suck each other’s balls like that, but Allen’s mouth engulfing my marbles was the least of my surprises because the other boy abruptly swallowed up my hard peg, immediately sending me into orbit as the rush of those familiar tingling sensation coursed through my insides. It was intense, about a hundred times more powerful than I’ve ever experienced before with my mind shattering into a million pieces as the roaring sound of a large wave crashing up against a coral reef flooded my senses. My whole body began to heave as the tsunami like orgasm slammed into my small body. Instinct took over and I felt myself pumping my hips into Allen’s mouth, the sensation of my small shaft sliding back and forth along his warm fleshy yet firm lips too intense as wave after wave of euphoria engulfed every fiber of my being. With one final heave it was over with, a sense of disorientation and loss settling in its place along with shame because of how quickly it had happened.
Not only did I have the smallest of boy peckers, but now I couldn’t even last when having sex with the boy I loved. I knew love was more than just sex, more than simply getting off, and I felt ashamed because a big part of having sex in a loving way was if the other boy could enjoy every aspect of their partner while having sex. I couldn’t even last a whole second as I know began to sniffle trying to hold back the tears of shame. Reaching down I began to scramble with my underwear trying to pull them up and hide my disgrace because looking down I couldn’t even see my pecker anymore. Even that had shriveled up trying to disappear in dishonor as I tugged my briefs up and doing the same with my jeans. I wanted to run away and hide my humiliation, but I suddenly felt Allen’s arms wrapping me up and to my surprise he began to apologize.
“Oh god Tim, I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have done that to you without first finding out if you were ready. Shit…I’m such an idiot.” He began to sniffle apologetically.
“Huh?” I managed to croak out a bit confused because I thought he would be ashamed about how I had simply gotten off in less than a second without getting him off too.
“The blowjob, I should have maybe taken things slower, but it’s just, I was so turned on and it simply happened. I’m so sorry Tim.” He apologized again as I scrunched up my face.
“Blowjob?” I asked all perplexed because I didn’t know what that was as I suddenly realized what we had just done was called a blowjob.
“Yeah, what just happened…the two of us when I…,” he paused scrunching up his face. “You didn’t know...I mean…about blowjobs?” He asked curiously another thing for me to be ashamed about because something like that had never even crossed my thoughts and I had no clue something like what just happened was even possible.
There were so many things I didn’t know about sex and love, and I felt kind of stupid as I looked away totally mortified how dumb I was about things sometimes. “Oh god Tim…I’m so sorry. Sometimes I forget you are still younger than me. I didn’t know about things like that either, not until…you know recently. I mean a lot of stuff guys just sort of learn about along the way. I’m really sorry Tim it wasn’t fair for me to be so selfish about things.” He apologized again as he reached out forcing me to face him. “Please tell me you are alright?” He asked while I shrugged my shoulders still feeling bad about how fast it had all happened.
“I feel awful Allen.” I managed to get out sniffling.
The other boy nodded his head and sighed. “I’m really sorry Tim…I shouldn’t have…,” he began to apologize again, but I shook my head.
“No…it’s not that…I mean what happened…that felt great…it’s just…I…um…you don’t understand.” I sniffled, the shame of having an orgasm so quickly making my face feel all hot.
“I don’t understand.” Allen’s warm expression made me sigh and shake my head ashamed to say anything, but he was my boyfriend and he deserved to know.
“It’s just…I…I…,” the shame of it all making me stutter as I inhaled softly and tried again. “I’m so embarrassed Allen. I mean, how can we have sex together when I…you know…get off so fast.” I managed to admit seeing the expression on his face go from tense to suddenly something else, almost like a look of relief.
Suddenly I saw a big smile splitting his features as he abruptly wrapped me up in his arms holding me tight and his body unknotting. “Oh gawd, is that all. I thought you were mad I took advantage of you.” He seemed relieved while I hugged him back confused even more than before.
“But…,” I began, feeling his lips pressing against mine as I once more began to melt.
There was something about his kisses that always made me get all mushy inside and forget everything else. Even the way our tongue played against each other made me weak in the knees. He was just so damn sexy hot, making me melt like butter when he played with me like putty. Our lips separated and I sighed contentedly opening my eyes and gazing into his beautiful blue gray orbs. In the past I’ve noticed how they had always looked like Chase’s, but yet somehow different too as if there was something missing. Now though they had changed, becoming very much like my older brother’s. They sparkled with an inner life as I suddenly realized what had been missing before in those beautiful blue yonder colored peepers. They were no longer guarded and defensive, having opened up allowing me inside. They were filled with love as I realized it was a love for me. It made me all tingly and warm inside as I sighed and let go of my anxiety.
Allen seemed to notice as he smiled tenderly at me. “You have nothing to feel ashamed about Tim. I mean, after all it was your very first blowjob and you weren’t even expecting it. From what I understand a boy’s first time…you know…like that…is…um, intense…so of course you busted your nut almost immediately. It was still sexy hot though.” He admitted to me softly, reaching out and brushing his fingers through my hair.
It made me smile and feel better about things since it kind of made sense as I gazed into his beautiful lively blue eyes. “Hmmmm, so you’ve never done that before…you know with anyone else?” I asked seeing him scrunch up his face.
“You mean give someone a blowjob?” He asked while I nodded my head.
“Yeah, and you know, getting one too?” I asked noticing him blushing cutely.
“No, of course not Tim. You know that…I mean…you’re the first boy I’ve had real feelings for and you know I haven’t…um…you know…sex…I haven’t had sex with anyone so that means I haven’t given or gotten a blow job before. The only sex I’ve had was with you kissing and stuff…oh…and when we jacked off together. Unless you want to count…um…you know…my hand and private time.” He admitted and chuckled teasingly when his eyes abruptly widened when he felt me reaching down and unsnapping the button on his jeans.
Without saying anything I kneeled down in front of him and unzipped his red skinny jeans, tugging them quickly downwards around his ankles. I was horny and I wanted him now so I didn’t want to waste any time with messing around. This was my first time and I was anxious sensing I could return the favor because he had started it. This was about sex now as I tugged down his underwear piling it on top of his jeans around his ankle. I loved him, but I wanted him too. I’ve waited a long time for us to be able to do something together, and this was my opportunity. Everything inside of me screamed to slow down, but my body and the way I felt was too intense as a burning desire took over. I wanted him and this was about sex. We loved each other and I knew there was time to have him in other more loving kinds of ways in the future. If anything, we now had all the time in the world for us to experience each other in various ways, but in this moment of time I knew right now it was nothing more than the pleasurable enjoyment of sex between the two of us.
The scent between his legs made me woozy. It was light and airy with a heavy muskiness laced in-between the fragrance. It was a sexy hot bouquet and made me lust for him even more. We were standing next to the bed and I wanted him spread open lying on top of the mattress. I nudged him watching as he settled down across my bed with his legs bent at the knees draping over the side of my mattress and dangling. That wasn’t the only thing dangling as I scooted between his knees spreading them apart and admiring his nice full firm silky like pouch. Normally they hugged his body in a tight ball about the size of a lemon, but I’ve noticed lately it wasn’t unusual for them to loosen up and sag between his long thin shapely thighs with his cork sized testicles hanging low in their membrane.
As I gazed at his naked exquisiteness I managed to take a moment or two to study him up close. He was hairless like me and Micah for the most part, but I could make out the straggly beginnings of pubes as I smiled and reach out to run my fingers across the smooth surface just beneath his hard spike. I placed my palm against his warm skin feeling his hot erection rubbing along the back of my hand as it lurched from the contact. My fingers twirled around his sparse downy fibers the same light brownish color of the hair on his head.
“You’ve got pubes,” I smiled noticing him looking down with his eyes getting big and round as if realizing it for he first time as well.
He looked up at me and beamed proudly as I now ran my fingers along the length of his long sleek thin tube. It was a good four and a half inches long, never ceasing to amaze me how it managed to stretch out so much and get so damn stiff. I could feel it pulse and twitch in my fingers as I studied his shaft. It was long and smooth all stretched out with a slight curvature, but not in a way that was really noticeable unless you were looking closely at it. The curve seemed natural as I noticed the half inch darker ring just below the base of his knob knowing that this was from when he got circumcised. Chase had the same thing and so did I, but Micah didn’t. Allen’s shaft was nice and smooth looking, but also had some natural lumps and creases. I loved the way his purplish colored knob looked on his elongated shaft taking up about a quarter of his length. It resembled the shape of a helmet with the base curving more sharply than mine did as it went to the tip while the top part was more rounded than mine.
My attention shifted to his nut sack as I cupped them in my hands and smiled. “I think your marbles are bigger too Allen. I mean they used to be about the size of corks, but now they are more like…um…I don’t know…chestnuts.” I giggled as my mind recalled how we had roasted some the other day hearing him giggling as my fingers rolled his nuggets around, not sure if he was chuckling because it tickled or because of my comment.
Releasing his fleshy bag, I leaned in nuzzling my nose along the side of his scrotum and the crease created by his thigh inhaling deeply. His sex musk flooded my senses as I flicked my tongue outwards tentatively brushing it up along the warmth of his soft puckered fleshy skin feeling it slathering along the side of his testicle. It didn’t taste bad, kind of salty as I shifted slightly slipping his entire ball sack into my mouth. It felt kind of big, filling up the empty space inside my mouth as I felt the other boy begin to squirm around while he cooed excitedly. Even his two marbles squirmed around as I played with them using my tongue. It was kind of a strange, the way the flesh felt inside my mouth as I suckled on it gently being careful not to create too much suction worried about hurting him. I loved how it felt to play around with his truffles making me curious what his penis tasted like.
Releasing his nut bag from my mouth I heard him groan a bit disappointed while I gazed at his penis bobbing about as his heart raced inside of his chest. His penis looked exquisite and I noticed it glistening slightly at the tip end. I knew he squirted stuff now and I hesitated a moment a little worried about what it might taste like. I was amped up though because what we were doing was sexy hot. I was even hard again, my penis squirming around excitedly as well at the prospect of slurping him up. My curiosity and yearning won out as I leaned in and wrapped my lips around his hard knob feeling it flaring outwards as more stuff seemed to ooze out.
“Oh fuck,” I heard Allen gasp, his hips bucking slightly upwards while his hands settled on top of my head.
His fingers began to curl around my hair as I slowly eased my lips down the length of his shaft the taste of his clear boy sauce insinuating itself on my senses. It didn’t taste bad at all, slightly sweet and salty at the same time with a funny kind of odor which I got used to very quickly. My eyes opened up in amazement as I continued to slide my lips down the length of his long thin tube. I never thought the downward slide would end because he was so long.
His hard tube was thin so my mouth didn’t feel so full, but it was long and I almost gagged when my lips finally brushed up against his silky smooth skin along the base of his shaft. “Oh gawd Tim…oh gawd, yes that feels fucking awesome.” He crooned. “Eeep,” he chirped because I ran my tongue all around his penis getting a good taste and enjoying it as I slowly retreated backwards until my lips brushed up against the ridge of his knob before reversing direction again.
“Oh…oh god, Tim, I…I don’t think…,” he gasped as I smirked knowingly realizing he was close to losing it as I quickly started to bob my head up and down not knowing why I was doing it, only that it seemed natural.
My bobbing was all of about three or four strokes when I felt him suddenly tighten up. “Oh gawd, pull off I’m about to….,” He squeaked, but not in time as I felt something blasting out the tip of his penis to land in the back of my throat and the roof of my mouth knowing immediately what happened with my eyes flaring open widely in shocked amazement while I swallowed sending him into orbit.
“Uuuuuuumph, uhhhhh, oooomph, oooomph, aaaaaaahhhhh, ooomph,” I heard him grunting as he grabbed the back of my head pulling it downwards while his hips slammed into my face when he shoved them upwards as he fucked my lips in rapid bunny like movements my eyes bugging out of my head because I didn’t know a guys hips could move so fast.
The face fucking was rapid and deep, sending his sleekness towards the back of my throat his bloated knob threatening to tickle my tonsils. It happened so fast I didn’t even have time to gag, feeling his testicles bumping up against the hollow part of my chin on the underside as they contacted and writhed around just like his pulsating penis. At first I thought more stuff would shoot out from the tip of his nozzle so had braced myself to swallow it, but to my disappointment the initial blast was it, the unique sweet saltiness of it still lingering on my pallet as my mouth continued to suckle on his hard sleekness. It was sexy, it was hot, it was exquisitely wonderful and totally awesome as we both continued to moan and groan with excitement.
With one final heave and gasp it was all done as I felt Allen’s penis begin to soften up inside my mouth. With a slight disappointment I let it slip from my mouth watching as the sleek long length continued to pulse and jerk around while it slowly shrank. My eyes were riveted on his penis in wide eyed wonderment as I watched something so long begin to shrink right in front of my eyes noticing how the skin along the base of his knob began to thicken up. It started to resemble a fat tire plumping up and creating a fat ring once he was completely soft. There was such a peaceful and content look on Allen’s features as his chest heaved while he gasped for air his orgasm having run its course through his slim body and he began the process of recuperating.
Smiling happily for him because I knew I had managed to make him feel really good, I eased myself next to him and snuggled up closely. We stayed like that for several minutes in the afterglow of our very first true sexual experience.
Allen closed his eyes savoring the afterglow of his orgasmic explosion. He couldn’t believe they actually did this together. The way it felt when Tim had touched him down there almost sent him over the edge, but it was nothing compared to the incredible sensation of how it felt when the sexy hot boy put his entire nut sack inside his mouth, which in turn was nothing compared to his hard spike getting slurped up.
Even now I shivered at the memory, the lingering sensation of the damp soft warmth of Tim’s mouth along the length of my shaft still fresh in my memories. Everything seemed to happen so fast because the feelings were so intense. I had managed to last a little longer than Tim had, but only because I had been a little prepared for it. Still, nothing could ever prepare a guy for the fist time getting a blow job, not really. I knew it would feel good, but figured it would be similar to when I jacked off, maybe a bit more intense, but the way it felt had been unexpected. I was surprised I hadn’t immediately exploded like Tim had, but still feeling a bit bad at not being able to give more warning to the other boy.
“I can’t believe you actually swallowed my cum.” I sighed looking down at Tim who was staring at my soft wet shriveled up penis.
“Huh.” He responded back looking up at me innocently.
“You swallowed my cum.” I repeated seeing the confusion on his features once more reminding me of how he just recently turned eleven and still innocent about some things as I fondly smiled at him.
Reaching over I ran my fingers over his soft beautiful lips as I explained. “The stuff I squirted…cum…I can’t believe you swallowed it and I kind of feel bad about it since I couldn’t warn you in time, but damn, it was sexy hot.” I sniggered, the two of us chuckling and cuddling closer.
“Yeah, that was like way fun and it actually didn’t taste bad. To be honest I was kind of disappointed you didn’t feed me more.” He teased making me bark out and shake my head. “When do you think you can squirt out more stuff? Hopefully in the future it will be more than just a little drop or two.” He continued to tease while I giggled and rolled my eyes.
“Gawd, you are such a pervert. At least I can squirt. All you do is just squirm around.” I teased seeing him getting a bit serious and looking slightly hurt. “I’m sorry Tim, I didn’t mean anything bad by it.” I told him softly.
“I know it just kind of sucks that I’m so small down there and that I can’t hold off, not like you did. It was fun playing with your marbles and hard thingy inside my mouth. I liked how you smelled, tasted, and felt. It made me feel good inside too when I was able to play with you and make you feel good. I just wish I was better at it too so you can have fun with me.” He admitted as I sighed and held him tightly to me.
“Don’t worry about it so much. The two of us will get better at it.” I pointed out as he stared up into my eyes.
“You really think so? Does this mean we are going to do this again?” He asked hopefully while I gazed down into his eyes and chuckled.
“Fuck yeah, that was way too good. Not to mention there are other things I want to try with you. With our trip up to the resort I’m hoping we will get to play around some more.” I smiled happily seeing his face lighting up as he reached down and ran his fingers lightly over my soft penis.
My little floppy was happy at the moment so remained soft and I could tell he was curious as his fingers began to fiddle around with my stunted pickle. “This is so cool…you know…getting to kind of see it all soft and not hard. It’s usually hard when I get to see you naked.” He giggled while I shrugged.
“Yeah, well what can I say, you turn me on.” I admitted as he stared back up into my eyes.
“Do you really mean it…you know…about us doing more stuff together?” He asked the hope in his eyes and face showing prominently. “I mean, you wanted to take things slow, remember.” He added while I nodded.
“Yeah, I remember, but that was because I didn’t know what was going to happen to me. I’ve got a family now and just in time for Christmas. I’m not worried anymore about falling in love with the sexiest boy ever only to be forced to move. Now that things are permanent I can enjoy my little sexy boy toy.” I teased suddenly pouncing on him and tickling him all over even giving his boner a good squeeze.
The boy screeched because he was way ticklish as our bodies rolled around on the bed with me still naked from the waist down. It was a little awkward wrestling around with him because my underwear and jeans were still wrapped around my ankles, but I was bigger than Tim so was able to wrap him up securely in my arms as we spooned together with him in front of me and slowly settled down.
“Damn, you are so fucking sexy hot.” I told him dipping my hands between his legs and running it along his sexy hot jean covered tool knowing it wouldn’t be long before it began to get bigger.
The smaller boy moaned and spread his legs apart hinting he was ready for some more sex play, but I exhaled softly knowing we needed to head out here soon. I gave his small todger a firm squeeze, the boy rewarding me with a perky little cheep, before I pushed him gently away and scooted off the edge of the bed. Standing up I leaned over and pulled up my underwear and jeans tucking everything away properly and straightening out my clothes noticing the disappointed look on Tim’s face before he giggled shaking his head and standing up as well.
“What?” I asked as he shrugged his shoulders.
“Nothing, just that you are such a fop,” He teased reminding me of my alter ego, Aramis.
“Come-on let’s go before your parents call the police on me thinking I was raping their little innocent boy.” I teased knowing they would never think I’d do something like that to any of their kids.
“Ha, innocent my ass.” Tim teased reaching out giving my nards a good playful squeeze making me jump and chirp while we both chuckled and made our way downstairs to meet up with everyone else at the skate park.
Vacation up at the resort was shaping up to be very promising indeed with lots of different kinds of fun to be had and I couldn’t wait to get Tim alone again for some good natured sex play. He was a little jumpy about the whole sex thing and busting his nut too soon, but next time I would take things slower with him so we could both learn how to control ourselves a little better. I never wanted him to feel ashamed at how his body reacts to certain situations. He was a sexy hot boy and I knew things would get way better here in short order as we both matured together.
This was truly an amazing Christmas, one of the best ever since I’ve finally got a family of my own again. I was missing mom, but I was also in love now and I felt at home with a family of my own for Christmas.
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End of Pt2. Chapter Nine: Boys – Unwrapping Gifts
Coming Soon Pt.2. Chapter Ten: Boys – New Year’s Explosive Fireworks
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