Ethan And The Ball Boy
Chapter 06
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Readers Warning: This story contains elements of sexual content, and contact between young boys. If this theme offends you, or is not to your tastes, or inappropriate for you due to age or other legalities in your area, then read no further. Otherwise, I hope you continue to enjoy the experience.
Story Written and Posted By; About A Boy
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*Excerpt From Previous Chapter:
Ethan was feeling fairly exhausted now as well, and shutting off the light, he slipped under the cool evening sheets and stretched himself out on the soft mattress. Tucking his fingers behind his head, he smiled peacefully up at the ceiling. It had been quiet the day for the young American boy.
He yawned tiredly, and closing his eyes he slid his hands down under the waistband of his clean white undies. Ethan fondled his own youthful boy bits for a moment, but his eyelids seemed heavy, and without realizing it he drifted off to sleep with his hands still tucked down the front of his briefs.
There were dreams of course. Wonderfully explicit dreams, which certainly involved his friend Trevor and his younger cousin Ellis. Dreams of the three of them, playing naughty little games together. Ethan certainly wasn’t aware of it, because he was soundly asleep; but he spent most of the night with a raging hard on, which was there again to greet him when he awoke the next morning.
Life was certainly good for the pubescent twelve year old, and as he was about to find out, things were about to get even better. *
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It seemed a little bit of a rude awakening the next morning, as Ethan was still sleeping, lying comfortably on his back, and suddenly a small finger gently lifted open his right eyelid. It took him a moment to really wake up, and another moment to realize that he was looking up at young Ellis through one eye, as the other boy was peering down at him, still holding Ethan's eyelid open.
"You awake yet..?" Ellis whispered softly as Ethan stirred.
"Mm... No..." Ethan moaned, still barely conscious. "What are you doing?" He mumbled distractedly.
"Just checking to see if you were in there." Ellis smiled impishly, as he pulled his hand away. Ethan opened both eyes now, and stared bleary eyed for a moment at nothing in particular. Finally awake, he focused on young Ellis, who was sitting cross legged on top of the bed just to his right.
Ellis was wearing only a thin pair of pajama shorts, his hands resting lightly on his bare knees and a pleasant smile on his face. Ethan gazed at the boy for a moment. Morning sunlight was filtering in through the window behind him, and it cast a soft radiant silhouette of backlight around the longhaired boy.
Ethan smiled up at him. It was a wonderfully angelic sight actually, with the light streaming through the boy's long sandy blond locks, washing over and around his naked shoulders and thin boyish frame.
"So... What's up?" Ethan questioned tiredly, as he raised one arm over his head and yawned trying to stretch away the night’s stiffness. Ellis smiled, and reached out his finger, rubbing it softly over Ethan's smooth bare armpit.
"Well, I was just wondering..." Ellis began softly, with a sly smile. "If you maybe wanted to, you know... Do what we did yesterday." All this being said with a decidedly mischievous look on his face.
"Hmm? You mean go to your dance lesson again?" Ethan asked honestly.
"No silly..." Ellis shook his head, with the corner of his mouth raised in a boyish smirk. "I mean maybe we could, you know..." And he raised his hand up in a half fist and jerked it up and down a few times.
"Dude... Seriously? I just woke up." Ethan replied. "I'm not ready to do that this early."
"Yes you are." Ellis responded quickly. "You've already got a stiffy..." Ethan looked at him with a curious smile.
"What makes you think I already have a stiffy?" He asked, looking down at his bedcovers for telltale signs.
"I checked of course!" Ellis replied quickly, and that impish grin returned to his face, as he reached down and placed his hand over Ethan's mid section, giving a hearty squeeze to Ethan's certainly turgid boy pole.
Ethan flinched as the younger boy's fingers encircled his firm boyhood through the bunched bed covers. Reaching up quickly, he grabbed hold of the youngster's arms, and giggling he pulled the boy down along side him and began tickling him on his bare sides and underarms.
The boys squirmed around, giggling as they tangled playfully. Ethan rolled them both over, and kicking free of the bed sheets, he wrapped around the other boy as he continued to tickle him.
"Stop..." Ellis giggled, while he squirmed about, “Stop... You'll make me pee..." The youngster laughed. Ethan shifted around, and placing his lips on the other boy's naked belly, he blew the all familiar 'Brrrrrrrrrraappp' of a raspberry against his soft warm skin.
Ellis laughed even harder, as he tried to push Ethan's face away from his belly. Ethan only looked up at him and grinned. "See... That's what you get when you mess with me early in the morning..." He chortled. Putting his head down, he cupped his lips around Ellis' belly button and blew again, causing more peals of high pitched giggles from the younger boy.
He pulled his head back, glanced up again, and then with a mischievous grin of his own, Ethan swiveled himself lower. He looked down at the thin summer pajama shorts Ellis was wearing, and he could see the slightly darker outline of the boy's stiff peg through the thin cottony material. Without another thought or sexual intent, he lowered his head and placed his lips over the firm warm bulge beneath the fabric.
Ethan blew, attempting another raspberry, but the cotton cloth made that all but impossible, even as Ellis continued to wiggle about. Still, the feel of the firm plump sausage underneath was suddenly more than appealing to Ethan. Teasingly, he nibbled at it, scrapping his teeth somewhat chipmunk like, gently over the fabric.
Ellis protested, but only meekly as the feeling was more than a little pleasant for him as well. Ethan continued his playful teething, and quickly Ellis' pajamas had a distinct wet spot forming in the front which rather clearly revealed the vestiges of his boyish bulge.
"Stop it you pervert..." Ellis giggled, yet at the same time he thrust his young hips forward promoting the contact. Ethan pulled off of him though, and with a grin he slithered upwards till he was lying alongside the other boy.
Both boys were laughing, and breathing a little harder, with the exertion of wrestling around like this, so they lay quietly for several seconds, giggling occasionally, as they glanced over at one another.
"So... Do you wanna' have another go, or what?" Ellis persisted.
"You really want to do this don't you?" Ethan responded with a tethered smile. Ellis smiled back at him, and quickly nodded his head in the affirmative. Ethan thought about it for a long moment; he was feeling his typical morning arousal, and the near nakedness of the cute boy sitting right next to him, but... But apprehension got the best of him.
"I don't think we should. I mean, at least not right now. Everyone else is still home, and Trevor is just across the hall, and..." The younger boy's face took on a look of disappointment.
"Pleaaaase..." he begged, with a practiced puppy dog look. Ethan smiled at the pouty faced look, and though he was surely tempted, he managed to hold his ground.
"Sorry." Ethan decided. "Maybe later, when everyone goes out."
The young English boy furrowed his brow in displeasure, and his faux pouty face became a real one. "Fine then..." he breathed, as he fingered his youthful boy bulge. "Guess I'll go have a shower then..." The youngster hopped off the bed and stomped across to the bedroom door.
He turned to look back at Ethan, and stuck his tongue out reproachfully, then slid out the door. But then, just as Ethan was beginning to feel bad about it; the boy poked his head back in with a big grin on his face. "Just kiddin' mate." he beamed, and with a little wink he headed off down the hall toward the bath.
Ethan smiled then, and shook his head. He settled back onto his bed for a moment, and slipped his hands back under the bed covers, reaching down to encompass his own youthful boy bits. He closed his eyes as he fondled himself lightly, and let his mind wander a bit; almost sorry he hadn't taken Ellis up on the offer. For the umpteenth time, he thought back to some of the things he'd done over the past few days. "Ohh man..." he breathed at the recollections.
His little daydream was interrupted by another quiet knock at his bedroom door. Ethan quickly slipped the bedcover over himself and scooted back, leaning up against the solid headboard. "Um, come in." He intoned.
"Morning sleepyhead." Trevor offered, as he opened the door and stepped in, with a warm smile on his face. "Comin' down for some breakfast are you? I have to leave in half an hour for the tournament."
"Yeah... Guess I am kinda' hungry now that you mention it." Ethan responded. He started to throw the covers off, but then remembered he was naked underneath them. He paused for a moment; the old ghost of shy Ethan not totally gone yet.
Trevor had noticed the pause, and smiled. "Seriously..? You're not still shy around me are you?" He teased. "I've seen your todger more than a few times now you know." Ethan looked up at him and offered a bashful little smile.
"Yeah, I know..." Ethan admitted, and with just a slight bit of hesitation he finally tossed the covers aside exposing his nakedness. He swung his legs quickly over the side and hopped out of bed, stooping to gather his discarded underwear from the floor.
"That's more like it." Trevor grinned, eyeing the American boy's rounded bum. "Come on then, Ashford's made poached eggs on toast..." With a playful wink, he swatted Ethan on his naked backside and turned for the door.
"Owe..." Ethan gasped, as he stood quickly, pulling his undies up his bare legs. He turned to give Trev a reproachful look. "You'll get yours..." He warned with an evil grin.
"I'm counting on it." Trevor replied whimsically, as he watched Ethan's boy bits disappear hurriedly beneath the waistband of his white briefs.
Dressing quickly, Ethan soon followed Trevor down the stairs and across the hall to the informal breakfast nook in the kitchen. He slid onto a bench seat at the small table, and glanced casually through the laced curtain out the window to the little garden.
The sun was already angled in pleasantly over the grounds, and Ethan watched his favorite hummingbirds as they darted in and out around the feeder, impatiently waiting their turn at one of the spigots.
"Mornin' lad." Ashford greeted, as he set a full plate of a warm food in front of the boy. "Will you be wantin' some juice this mourning?"
"Yes please." the boy responded with a pleasant smile. Feeling rather hungry, he quickly dug into his poached eggs and toast with his fork in one hand, and reached for a crispy strip of bacon with the other. Trevor, who had already eaten, sat down across from him, and nicked the piece of bacon right out of his hand.
"Hey..." Ethan grumbled with mock indigence. "Get your own piece numbnuts..." Trevor only grinned at him mischievously as he stuck the bacon teasingly into his mouth, and all Ethan could do was shake his head, and grab up another piece of the savory smelling pork from his plate.
Ellis, the youngest of the boys came bouncing into the kitchen at that point from the back stairway. He was still fresh from his shower, with his longer hair still damp and brushed back neatly behind his ears as he sat down cheerfully alongside Ethan at the breakfast table.
"Oye, I'll have some of that." the youngster beamed, as he reached out and snatched the second piece of bacon from Ethan's hand.
"Hey..." Ethan bemoaned. "You guys just can't seem to keep your hands off my meat can you?" There was a moments pause, and then the two British boys broke up hysterically laughing at Ethan's comment. He sat there a moment, then realized the unintended double entendre of his innocent comment.
Ethan colored a bit at his misspeak, but when he heard a snort of laughter come from Ashford, he couldn't help but giggle himself. A moment later Ashford set another side plate of warm cooked bacon on the table in front of the boys.
"There you are lads, eat up now." He glanced at Trevor. "Don't dawdle lad, we need to be off for London in twenty minutes."
"What about mum and dad, aren't they eating this morning?" Trevor wondered.
"Your parents and Ethan's father are already gone this morning." Ashford informed him. Apparently the adults had left bright and early to address some business matters in Bristol, and they would be out for most of the day. With that, the boys dove in, and finished up the pile of warm bacon.
With breakfast finished, Ethan lingered in the kitchen to help Ashford clear the morning dishes. He had really taken a liking to the Houseman, and he just wanted to graciously lend a hand; which Ashford accepted with an appreciative grin, and a friendly tousle of the boy's hair.
When he'd finished, Ethan raced up the back stairs to his own bedroom, and feeling a bit sticky, he decided that perhaps he should take a quick morning shower before starting the day. Stripping out of his clothes, he wrapped a fresh white towel around his waist, and peeking out into the empty hallway, he hurried down it to the bath for a nice refreshing shower.
When he had finished bathing, Ethan stood and brushed his teeth at the ancient porcelain sink, before wrapping the towel once more around himself and again padding barefoot back down the hall to his room, closing the door behind him.
One of the windows in his room stood open allowing fresh summer air to stream into it, and Ethan walked to the window, where he stood peering out into the finely manicured lawns and the flowery gardens which stretched out below. He could hear the faint buzz of the bees, undoubtedly soldiering away while seeking pollen in the colorful bloomage. Ethan smiled reflectively, and watched for a moment as two hummingbirds hovered, then chased one another around the garden, also in search of some sweet summer nectar.
Feeling happy, he took in a lungful of the fragrant fresh air; then feeling a bit lazy, and still wrapped in his towel he retreated and first sat, then lay back onto the soft comfort of his bed. Ethan relaxed there for several long minutes, and then finally managed to gather enough energy to roll off the bed and pull on a pair of undershorts which he'd retrieved from the wardrobe. Curious, he padded softly across the room and pulled open the bedroom door, peeking casually out into the hallway.
The door across the hall to Trevor's room stood open, the room empty. Trevor had already gone a short time ago, with Ashford driving him into London; potentially for his last day of ball boy duties at Wimbledon.
Noting that the hallway was empty, Ethan stepped barefoot out of his room, and glanced up and down the deserted corridor. Still in his underwear he walked quietly across the hall and into Trev's bedroom, looking around curiously at everything. The bed was still unmade, and Ethan sat on the edge of it on the cool clean linens for a moment. Softly he slid his fingers over the gentle indent on the feather pillow. He scooped it up then, holding it gently to his nose, where he curiously breathed in the soft scent of Trevor's hair, which still lingered there.
A soft smile crossed his lips as he tried to picture the other boy's sleek naked body, lying on this same bedding. He replaced the pillow and unknowingly gave himself a little squeeze down below. The boy stood up from the bed, and eyed the rest of the room again. There was a tidy little pile of dirty clothes jumbled on the floor near the wardrobe, and with mild curiosity Ethan walked over to it.
He prodded the pile with his bare toe, uncovering a used pair of cotton briefs. Feeling a sudden pang of excitement, Ethan stooped and picked them from the pile. He smiled thoughtfully to himself, then lifted the undergarment to his face, touching it gently there and breathing in the boylike scent of the older English boy's nether regions.
"Oh man..." Ethan mumbled pleasantly, the faint musky scent seemingly intoxicating to him. He smiled again as he became somewhat aroused, with his boy bump protruding more prominently now at the front of his own briefs. Breathing in deeply again, he realized just how excited other boy made him feel...
With the pair of briefs still clutched in his hand, Ethan stole back across the hall to his own bedroom, once again closing the door behind him. He leaped up onto his bed, rolling over onto his back and sprawling himself out comfortably; then with a timid smile, he raised the briefs to his face again and breathed in the gentle boy scent.
Ethan's left hand slipped down over his own swollen boyhood, and closing his eyes, he fingered himself tenderly through his underwear, as his mind wandered into hopeful fantasy.
He continued to fondle himself for a moment, definitely considering having a go at himself, and possibly jerking off. He'd just about decided to do so when he heard a soft knock at his bedroom door. "Shit..." he was startled, then quickly he reached back and stuffed Trevor's white cotton briefs under his pillow.
The soft knock came again, and this time his door opened slightly, with young Ellis poking his head just inside. "I was just lookin' for ya." Ellis offered, and he smiled, seeing that Ethan was still lying around in his underwear. "Whatcha doing?"
"Um, nothing..." Ethan replied weakly. Ellis' smile only widened.
"That's a pretty big nothing." he commented, glancing at the tented bulge in Ethan's shorts. The older boy blushed and covered himself quickly, not realizing just how noticeable his tent had become. "Can I come in?" the youngster asked, though he was already three paces into the room.
Ethan shifted around on the bed, making an effort to hide his obvious condition. By that time though, Ellis had hopped up on the bed and was sitting closely alongside of him. The youngster was wearing a simple tan pair of Ralph Lauren shorts, and a white tank top, but nothing more. He sat there and smiled slyly at Ethan.
"Soooo..." he said, suggestively, as his eyes strayed across Ethan's cotton briefs. "You said maybe after everyone had gone out we could maybe, you know, toss off again... Well, everyone has gone out." he smiled impishly...
Even if Ethan had any doubts, it didn't matter now, because he was so horny at the moment that he could hardly hold himself back any longer. He had already been thinking about jacking off before the younger boy came in. And now...
"Alright, let’s do it then." He agreed readily. The younger boy's face lit up instantly, and he popped up and off the bed, and scurried to the door, locking it even though no one else was home. He turned in a dancelike pirouette and all but spun happily back toward the bed, where he leaped up to plop alongside the American boy.
With almost no hesitation Ellis quickly peeled off his tank top, unbuttoned his shorts and hooked his thumbs under the waistband of both shorts and underwear; raising his bum he pulled them smoothly down his hips. He wiggled his legs, and pulled one knee out of the shorts, then used his bare foot to pull them the rest of the way down his legs, and flick them off.
The youngster glanced over at Ethan as he slid his fingers over his own already hardening boy bits. Ethan still couldn't shake those instinctive pangs of shyness however, and somewhat hesitantly he began to slip his white cotton briefs down off his bum.
"Come on then..." The younger boy urged impatiently, as he rubbed himself gently, waiting for Ethan to catch up.
Ethan's eyes flicked down to the naked young Brit's boyish package. It looked so invitingly awesome; the pale skin of his smooth bare pubic mound, the little indent just above the base of his young penis, and of course the semi hard, rubbery peg with it's bunched crown of delicately pinched foreskin.
Ethan swallowed at the delightful sight, and so enamored with the view, he quickly pushed his briefs down below his knees; his own youthful sausage had swelled rapidly again, totally committed to what was about to come. He looked up to see that Ellis' gaze was firmly locked on him, and needing no more incentive the two boys began to rub themselves a bit more vigorously.
They watched one another with anxious and excited eyes, just as they had the first time they had done this act together. Ellis was always thrilled to see the older boy's few, and sparsely spaced pubic hairs, and he loved the smooth looking bell end of his youthful boy pickle. Ethan had been so worked up before this, that within moments, he began to show a slight glisten of wetness already forming at his pee slit.
Ethan kept his eyes on Ellis' foreskin. He still marveled at the thin fleshy elastic skin that rolled on and off the other boy’s shiny looking tip, exposing the reddish purple knob in brief, teasingly erotic peeks. He closed his eyes for a moment allowing a stimulated moan of pleasure to escape his throat.
After a moment he opened them again, and glanced over at the smiling face of the younger boy, who was in turn, still watching him. They grinned briefly at one another as they kept to the task at hand. Or, 'in hand' perhaps. Ellis' mouth was open slightly now, and the tip of his tongue wiggled there unintentionally; a little quirk of concentration that the boy did without even really realizing that he did it.
Ethan smiled again as he noticed it, and then he looked back down at the other boy's tumescent tube, and flying fingers. God it was so hot looking... Without even realizing it, their bare feet had sought out contact at some point, and they were rubbing them gently together near the foot of the bed.
Skin on skin was just so damn erotic wasn't it; just as it had been last time, and just as it had been between him and Trevor. Touching was so much better than just looking, and with that, the back of Ethan's left hand moved against the other boy's thigh. Pressing there, rubbing slightly, increasing the joy of his own autoerotic stimulation. 'Ohh...' He sighed. 'Ohuuhhh...'
Ellis responded to the contact as well, and he rolled his hip gregariously toward Ethan, as if offering himself for even more physical connection. Ethan felt it. Almost instinctively he wanted a more personal connection as well, and he moved his hand up onto the other boy's leg, rubbing it there, fondling the soft warm naked flesh. "Ohh.... Oh god..." he breathed throatily.
He continued to rub, inching his hand upward and inward on Ellis' thigh, until the back of his hand was nestled under the other boy's loose, warm ball sac. He could feel it bounce against his hand with every racing stroke of Ellis' masturbatory movement. "Ahh, Uhoooo...." he breathed out in a loud sigh.
The stimulation was making him so bloody horny. Their feet and legs continued to rub and bump together like some kind of jungle birds engaged in an erotic mating ritual, and Ethan moved his hand again, this time usurping Ellis' control of his own masturbation. Ethan's hand replaced the other boy's, and he wrapped his fingers delicately, yet firmly around the young Brit's heated meat sausage.
He began to vigorously stroke the younger boy nearly in rhythm to the pummeling he was giving his own youthful shank. Ellis was surprised, but willingly released control. He lay back and moaned long and hard, it felt so wonderful to have Ethan in control of his tube, and his impending testicular fate.
"Mmmm...." the youngster sighed with intense pleasure, his hips squirming on the bedcovers. "Faster Ethan, go faster..." He whimpered, and now his own right hand slid up onto Ethan's thigh, which he began to squeeze as the tingles started to charge deep within his own young body. Both of the boys were experiencing their own joy, and each boy's, movements fueled the other, heightening the experience for both of them.
"Almost... Almost there..." The youngster half whined, half pleaded. Ethan sped up his stroke on both of them. In truth, Ethan was almost there as well. His knees bent slightly as adrenalin filled his thighs like a bolt of muscle numbing lightning.
The best feeling he had ever had, was when he and Trevor had pressed their bodies against one another yesterday, and they had cum by wriggling their young pricks against each other. He desperately wanted that feeling again. He was so close now with Ellis that he couldn't resist the primal urge of body contact that swept over him.
Ethan let go of his penis and rolled quickly over on top of Ellis. What a sight it must have been from behind. Ethan's firm round buttocks was pumping wildly up and down, wriggling from side to side, mashing their rigid boy tubes into one another. Ellis moaned loudly as his young testes roiled, and seemed to boil over like a hot pan on the stove.
His small fingers grabbed for purchase on Ethan's back, digging in with the throes of climax, and his head rolled back against the pillow, his mouth agape in raw pleasure, as his long blond hair tangled wildly around his boyish features.
Ethan was there as well... He snugged himself tightly into the other boy, his own mouth hung open allowing several guttural grunts to escape. "Uhh, Uh, Uh..." With each downward thrust of his bare hips as they slapped against the younger boy.
Every muscle in his body seemed to go taut. His butt cheeks clenched mercilessly and in a final jutting thrust his testicles lost their load. He would later swear he could actually feel the hot ejaculate rush from his nuts, and burst from his swollen boy parts. "Arrrgggg, uhhhhh, shiii..." He stuttered.
Cum! Warm, sticky sweet cum pulsed between the two naked boys. Several bountiful spurts, maybe more, as the contractions kept squeezing and milking the boys’ loins of their juices. Ellis squeaked in raw pleasure as well, as he felt Ethan's gooey wetness wash over his own rigid boy spike, which had already triggered his own barely pubescent discharge. His young body constricted, his fingers dug deeper into Ethan's back, and his own hips jolted with fervent sexual energy.
There would be no way to distinguish the two apart later of course, but Ellis contributed several clear drops of precious immature semen to the mess between them. Ethan's muscles finally released him, and he slumped onto the naked boy beneath him, their sweaty cheeks touching through the disheveled tangle of Ellis' hair.
Several minutes passed, and eventually Ethan moved his hips slightly. Both boys could feel the wet gooeyness on their naked pubic mounds, now tacky with spent boy spunk. "Oh man..." Ethan breathed, as he lifted himself slightly, and rolled a bit to the side. Looking down, both boys could see strands of sticky clearish goo, clinging between them like melted cheese on two separated slices of pizza.
Ellis giggled at the sight, and he reached down to rub it over his young balls, sliding his hand through the syrupy mess as he did so. Ethan finally rolled over onto his back; his softening, but still slightly plumb penis was lying at an upward angle on his glistening pubic mound, with an inch long thread of spunk still clinging to his pee slit.
The boys looked at each other and giggled slightly, then Ellis rolled to his left, and placed one leg up and onto Ethan's thigh, draping it across the older boy's sticky boy bits. He moved it up and down slowly, enjoying the warmth and lubricated feel of Ethan's slickened rubbery goodies.
Ethan squirmed, his spent penis was still too sensitive to handle the other boy's touch. They giggled again, and Ethan looked at the tangle of long blond hair which hung in a disheveled mess partially over the younger boy's face. He laughed, and used his forefinger to swipe some of it away.
Ellis smiled, and with a crisp shake of his head he cleared the rest of it. They smiled at each other with boyish simplicity, and Ellis moved in unexpectedly to give Ethan a little peck, just at the corner of his mouth. Ethan smiled, then raised his head and pressed his wet lips fully onto the younger boy's lips, kissing him deeply. Ellis' eyes fluttered several times in surprise, and then willingly parting his lips he participated fully in the pleasant, affectionate kiss.
"Whoa..." Ellis breathed softly as they pulled apart. "I liked that..." He drew in a deep breath, and with a tender smile, he rolled across the other boy and crawled off the side of the bed. Scooping up his white tank top, he gently wiped away the slimy coating on his tummy and pubic mound, then he grinned impishly at Ethan, who was still lying on his back and watching him.
"Well..." He said, as he wiped off his young boy prong. "Guess that's what they mean by a bit of a sticky wicket." He smiled cheerfully at his own joke, and then tossed his tank top to Ethan so that he could clean off as well.
Ellis turned and walked briskly to the bedroom door. He was still butt naked, and Ethan watched with interest, at the movement of the boy's tight dimpled mounds and strong looking dancer’s thighs. The younger boy reached the door, and unlocking it, he pulled it open enough to lean out slightly and stick his head out into the hall.
"What are you doing?" Ethan questioned. "You're still naked."
"Need a bit of a shower then, don't I?" Ellis replied softly. He glanced back at Ethan, then with a little smile, he wiggled his bare ass teasingly and darted out of the door and down the deserted hallway toward the bathroom.
Ethan smiled tenderly to himself. God that little waif was so adorably cute, and their little naughty boy play had been so fantastically delightful. He closed his eyes for a moment, and suddenly wondered what it would be like to actually have, like, real sex with the younger boy.
In his minds eye he tried to picture it, and he imagined himself behind the youngster, gently slipping his penis up inside of him. Weaving his fingers into those long blond locks of his golden hair and humping it into him...
He opened his eyes, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Wow. He'd actually envisioned himself actually 'doing it' with another boy. For Ethan, this was certainly something entirely new. He'd never thought it out this far before, I mean, being horny and messing around a bit with another boy was one thing wasn't it? But this. This was the first time he had ever actually thought about having intercourse. With anyone.
And then just as quickly, and still feeling a bit embarrassed by his thoughts, he began to think about Trevor. He wondered what it might be like to have actual sex with him. What it might feel like to have Trevor sticking his slender English boy steak up inside of him. He shivered slightly and felt his insides start to tingle, his penis starting to move again. 'Yeah..." he thought, 'Yeah that would be interesting wouldn't it? It might even be pretty cool...'
~ End of Chapter Six ~
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*Excerpt From Previous Chapter:
Ethan was feeling fairly exhausted now as well, and shutting off the light, he slipped under the cool evening sheets and stretched himself out on the soft mattress. Tucking his fingers behind his head, he smiled peacefully up at the ceiling. It had been quiet the day for the young American boy.
He yawned tiredly, and closing his eyes he slid his hands down under the waistband of his clean white undies. Ethan fondled his own youthful boy bits for a moment, but his eyelids seemed heavy, and without realizing it he drifted off to sleep with his hands still tucked down the front of his briefs.
There were dreams of course. Wonderfully explicit dreams, which certainly involved his friend Trevor and his younger cousin Ellis. Dreams of the three of them, playing naughty little games together. Ethan certainly wasn’t aware of it, because he was soundly asleep; but he spent most of the night with a raging hard on, which was there again to greet him when he awoke the next morning.
Life was certainly good for the pubescent twelve year old, and as he was about to find out, things were about to get even better. *
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It seemed a little bit of a rude awakening the next morning, as Ethan was still sleeping, lying comfortably on his back, and suddenly a small finger gently lifted open his right eyelid. It took him a moment to really wake up, and another moment to realize that he was looking up at young Ellis through one eye, as the other boy was peering down at him, still holding Ethan's eyelid open.
"You awake yet..?" Ellis whispered softly as Ethan stirred.
"Mm... No..." Ethan moaned, still barely conscious. "What are you doing?" He mumbled distractedly.
"Just checking to see if you were in there." Ellis smiled impishly, as he pulled his hand away. Ethan opened both eyes now, and stared bleary eyed for a moment at nothing in particular. Finally awake, he focused on young Ellis, who was sitting cross legged on top of the bed just to his right.
Ellis was wearing only a thin pair of pajama shorts, his hands resting lightly on his bare knees and a pleasant smile on his face. Ethan gazed at the boy for a moment. Morning sunlight was filtering in through the window behind him, and it cast a soft radiant silhouette of backlight around the longhaired boy.
Ethan smiled up at him. It was a wonderfully angelic sight actually, with the light streaming through the boy's long sandy blond locks, washing over and around his naked shoulders and thin boyish frame.
"So... What's up?" Ethan questioned tiredly, as he raised one arm over his head and yawned trying to stretch away the night’s stiffness. Ellis smiled, and reached out his finger, rubbing it softly over Ethan's smooth bare armpit.
"Well, I was just wondering..." Ellis began softly, with a sly smile. "If you maybe wanted to, you know... Do what we did yesterday." All this being said with a decidedly mischievous look on his face.
"Hmm? You mean go to your dance lesson again?" Ethan asked honestly.
"No silly..." Ellis shook his head, with the corner of his mouth raised in a boyish smirk. "I mean maybe we could, you know..." And he raised his hand up in a half fist and jerked it up and down a few times.
"Dude... Seriously? I just woke up." Ethan replied. "I'm not ready to do that this early."
"Yes you are." Ellis responded quickly. "You've already got a stiffy..." Ethan looked at him with a curious smile.
"What makes you think I already have a stiffy?" He asked, looking down at his bedcovers for telltale signs.
"I checked of course!" Ellis replied quickly, and that impish grin returned to his face, as he reached down and placed his hand over Ethan's mid section, giving a hearty squeeze to Ethan's certainly turgid boy pole.
Ethan flinched as the younger boy's fingers encircled his firm boyhood through the bunched bed covers. Reaching up quickly, he grabbed hold of the youngster's arms, and giggling he pulled the boy down along side him and began tickling him on his bare sides and underarms.
The boys squirmed around, giggling as they tangled playfully. Ethan rolled them both over, and kicking free of the bed sheets, he wrapped around the other boy as he continued to tickle him.
"Stop..." Ellis giggled, while he squirmed about, “Stop... You'll make me pee..." The youngster laughed. Ethan shifted around, and placing his lips on the other boy's naked belly, he blew the all familiar 'Brrrrrrrrrraappp' of a raspberry against his soft warm skin.
Ellis laughed even harder, as he tried to push Ethan's face away from his belly. Ethan only looked up at him and grinned. "See... That's what you get when you mess with me early in the morning..." He chortled. Putting his head down, he cupped his lips around Ellis' belly button and blew again, causing more peals of high pitched giggles from the younger boy.
He pulled his head back, glanced up again, and then with a mischievous grin of his own, Ethan swiveled himself lower. He looked down at the thin summer pajama shorts Ellis was wearing, and he could see the slightly darker outline of the boy's stiff peg through the thin cottony material. Without another thought or sexual intent, he lowered his head and placed his lips over the firm warm bulge beneath the fabric.
Ethan blew, attempting another raspberry, but the cotton cloth made that all but impossible, even as Ellis continued to wiggle about. Still, the feel of the firm plump sausage underneath was suddenly more than appealing to Ethan. Teasingly, he nibbled at it, scrapping his teeth somewhat chipmunk like, gently over the fabric.
Ellis protested, but only meekly as the feeling was more than a little pleasant for him as well. Ethan continued his playful teething, and quickly Ellis' pajamas had a distinct wet spot forming in the front which rather clearly revealed the vestiges of his boyish bulge.
"Stop it you pervert..." Ellis giggled, yet at the same time he thrust his young hips forward promoting the contact. Ethan pulled off of him though, and with a grin he slithered upwards till he was lying alongside the other boy.
Both boys were laughing, and breathing a little harder, with the exertion of wrestling around like this, so they lay quietly for several seconds, giggling occasionally, as they glanced over at one another.
"So... Do you wanna' have another go, or what?" Ellis persisted.
"You really want to do this don't you?" Ethan responded with a tethered smile. Ellis smiled back at him, and quickly nodded his head in the affirmative. Ethan thought about it for a long moment; he was feeling his typical morning arousal, and the near nakedness of the cute boy sitting right next to him, but... But apprehension got the best of him.
"I don't think we should. I mean, at least not right now. Everyone else is still home, and Trevor is just across the hall, and..." The younger boy's face took on a look of disappointment.
"Pleaaaase..." he begged, with a practiced puppy dog look. Ethan smiled at the pouty faced look, and though he was surely tempted, he managed to hold his ground.
"Sorry." Ethan decided. "Maybe later, when everyone goes out."
The young English boy furrowed his brow in displeasure, and his faux pouty face became a real one. "Fine then..." he breathed, as he fingered his youthful boy bulge. "Guess I'll go have a shower then..." The youngster hopped off the bed and stomped across to the bedroom door.
He turned to look back at Ethan, and stuck his tongue out reproachfully, then slid out the door. But then, just as Ethan was beginning to feel bad about it; the boy poked his head back in with a big grin on his face. "Just kiddin' mate." he beamed, and with a little wink he headed off down the hall toward the bath.
Ethan smiled then, and shook his head. He settled back onto his bed for a moment, and slipped his hands back under the bed covers, reaching down to encompass his own youthful boy bits. He closed his eyes as he fondled himself lightly, and let his mind wander a bit; almost sorry he hadn't taken Ellis up on the offer. For the umpteenth time, he thought back to some of the things he'd done over the past few days. "Ohh man..." he breathed at the recollections.
His little daydream was interrupted by another quiet knock at his bedroom door. Ethan quickly slipped the bedcover over himself and scooted back, leaning up against the solid headboard. "Um, come in." He intoned.
"Morning sleepyhead." Trevor offered, as he opened the door and stepped in, with a warm smile on his face. "Comin' down for some breakfast are you? I have to leave in half an hour for the tournament."
"Yeah... Guess I am kinda' hungry now that you mention it." Ethan responded. He started to throw the covers off, but then remembered he was naked underneath them. He paused for a moment; the old ghost of shy Ethan not totally gone yet.
Trevor had noticed the pause, and smiled. "Seriously..? You're not still shy around me are you?" He teased. "I've seen your todger more than a few times now you know." Ethan looked up at him and offered a bashful little smile.
"Yeah, I know..." Ethan admitted, and with just a slight bit of hesitation he finally tossed the covers aside exposing his nakedness. He swung his legs quickly over the side and hopped out of bed, stooping to gather his discarded underwear from the floor.
"That's more like it." Trevor grinned, eyeing the American boy's rounded bum. "Come on then, Ashford's made poached eggs on toast..." With a playful wink, he swatted Ethan on his naked backside and turned for the door.
"Owe..." Ethan gasped, as he stood quickly, pulling his undies up his bare legs. He turned to give Trev a reproachful look. "You'll get yours..." He warned with an evil grin.
"I'm counting on it." Trevor replied whimsically, as he watched Ethan's boy bits disappear hurriedly beneath the waistband of his white briefs.
Dressing quickly, Ethan soon followed Trevor down the stairs and across the hall to the informal breakfast nook in the kitchen. He slid onto a bench seat at the small table, and glanced casually through the laced curtain out the window to the little garden.
The sun was already angled in pleasantly over the grounds, and Ethan watched his favorite hummingbirds as they darted in and out around the feeder, impatiently waiting their turn at one of the spigots.
"Mornin' lad." Ashford greeted, as he set a full plate of a warm food in front of the boy. "Will you be wantin' some juice this mourning?"
"Yes please." the boy responded with a pleasant smile. Feeling rather hungry, he quickly dug into his poached eggs and toast with his fork in one hand, and reached for a crispy strip of bacon with the other. Trevor, who had already eaten, sat down across from him, and nicked the piece of bacon right out of his hand.
"Hey..." Ethan grumbled with mock indigence. "Get your own piece numbnuts..." Trevor only grinned at him mischievously as he stuck the bacon teasingly into his mouth, and all Ethan could do was shake his head, and grab up another piece of the savory smelling pork from his plate.
Ellis, the youngest of the boys came bouncing into the kitchen at that point from the back stairway. He was still fresh from his shower, with his longer hair still damp and brushed back neatly behind his ears as he sat down cheerfully alongside Ethan at the breakfast table.
"Oye, I'll have some of that." the youngster beamed, as he reached out and snatched the second piece of bacon from Ethan's hand.
"Hey..." Ethan bemoaned. "You guys just can't seem to keep your hands off my meat can you?" There was a moments pause, and then the two British boys broke up hysterically laughing at Ethan's comment. He sat there a moment, then realized the unintended double entendre of his innocent comment.
Ethan colored a bit at his misspeak, but when he heard a snort of laughter come from Ashford, he couldn't help but giggle himself. A moment later Ashford set another side plate of warm cooked bacon on the table in front of the boys.
"There you are lads, eat up now." He glanced at Trevor. "Don't dawdle lad, we need to be off for London in twenty minutes."
"What about mum and dad, aren't they eating this morning?" Trevor wondered.
"Your parents and Ethan's father are already gone this morning." Ashford informed him. Apparently the adults had left bright and early to address some business matters in Bristol, and they would be out for most of the day. With that, the boys dove in, and finished up the pile of warm bacon.
With breakfast finished, Ethan lingered in the kitchen to help Ashford clear the morning dishes. He had really taken a liking to the Houseman, and he just wanted to graciously lend a hand; which Ashford accepted with an appreciative grin, and a friendly tousle of the boy's hair.
When he'd finished, Ethan raced up the back stairs to his own bedroom, and feeling a bit sticky, he decided that perhaps he should take a quick morning shower before starting the day. Stripping out of his clothes, he wrapped a fresh white towel around his waist, and peeking out into the empty hallway, he hurried down it to the bath for a nice refreshing shower.
When he had finished bathing, Ethan stood and brushed his teeth at the ancient porcelain sink, before wrapping the towel once more around himself and again padding barefoot back down the hall to his room, closing the door behind him.
One of the windows in his room stood open allowing fresh summer air to stream into it, and Ethan walked to the window, where he stood peering out into the finely manicured lawns and the flowery gardens which stretched out below. He could hear the faint buzz of the bees, undoubtedly soldiering away while seeking pollen in the colorful bloomage. Ethan smiled reflectively, and watched for a moment as two hummingbirds hovered, then chased one another around the garden, also in search of some sweet summer nectar.
Feeling happy, he took in a lungful of the fragrant fresh air; then feeling a bit lazy, and still wrapped in his towel he retreated and first sat, then lay back onto the soft comfort of his bed. Ethan relaxed there for several long minutes, and then finally managed to gather enough energy to roll off the bed and pull on a pair of undershorts which he'd retrieved from the wardrobe. Curious, he padded softly across the room and pulled open the bedroom door, peeking casually out into the hallway.
The door across the hall to Trevor's room stood open, the room empty. Trevor had already gone a short time ago, with Ashford driving him into London; potentially for his last day of ball boy duties at Wimbledon.
Noting that the hallway was empty, Ethan stepped barefoot out of his room, and glanced up and down the deserted corridor. Still in his underwear he walked quietly across the hall and into Trev's bedroom, looking around curiously at everything. The bed was still unmade, and Ethan sat on the edge of it on the cool clean linens for a moment. Softly he slid his fingers over the gentle indent on the feather pillow. He scooped it up then, holding it gently to his nose, where he curiously breathed in the soft scent of Trevor's hair, which still lingered there.
A soft smile crossed his lips as he tried to picture the other boy's sleek naked body, lying on this same bedding. He replaced the pillow and unknowingly gave himself a little squeeze down below. The boy stood up from the bed, and eyed the rest of the room again. There was a tidy little pile of dirty clothes jumbled on the floor near the wardrobe, and with mild curiosity Ethan walked over to it.
He prodded the pile with his bare toe, uncovering a used pair of cotton briefs. Feeling a sudden pang of excitement, Ethan stooped and picked them from the pile. He smiled thoughtfully to himself, then lifted the undergarment to his face, touching it gently there and breathing in the boylike scent of the older English boy's nether regions.
"Oh man..." Ethan mumbled pleasantly, the faint musky scent seemingly intoxicating to him. He smiled again as he became somewhat aroused, with his boy bump protruding more prominently now at the front of his own briefs. Breathing in deeply again, he realized just how excited other boy made him feel...
With the pair of briefs still clutched in his hand, Ethan stole back across the hall to his own bedroom, once again closing the door behind him. He leaped up onto his bed, rolling over onto his back and sprawling himself out comfortably; then with a timid smile, he raised the briefs to his face again and breathed in the gentle boy scent.
Ethan's left hand slipped down over his own swollen boyhood, and closing his eyes, he fingered himself tenderly through his underwear, as his mind wandered into hopeful fantasy.
He continued to fondle himself for a moment, definitely considering having a go at himself, and possibly jerking off. He'd just about decided to do so when he heard a soft knock at his bedroom door. "Shit..." he was startled, then quickly he reached back and stuffed Trevor's white cotton briefs under his pillow.
The soft knock came again, and this time his door opened slightly, with young Ellis poking his head just inside. "I was just lookin' for ya." Ellis offered, and he smiled, seeing that Ethan was still lying around in his underwear. "Whatcha doing?"
"Um, nothing..." Ethan replied weakly. Ellis' smile only widened.
"That's a pretty big nothing." he commented, glancing at the tented bulge in Ethan's shorts. The older boy blushed and covered himself quickly, not realizing just how noticeable his tent had become. "Can I come in?" the youngster asked, though he was already three paces into the room.
Ethan shifted around on the bed, making an effort to hide his obvious condition. By that time though, Ellis had hopped up on the bed and was sitting closely alongside of him. The youngster was wearing a simple tan pair of Ralph Lauren shorts, and a white tank top, but nothing more. He sat there and smiled slyly at Ethan.
"Soooo..." he said, suggestively, as his eyes strayed across Ethan's cotton briefs. "You said maybe after everyone had gone out we could maybe, you know, toss off again... Well, everyone has gone out." he smiled impishly...
Even if Ethan had any doubts, it didn't matter now, because he was so horny at the moment that he could hardly hold himself back any longer. He had already been thinking about jacking off before the younger boy came in. And now...
"Alright, let’s do it then." He agreed readily. The younger boy's face lit up instantly, and he popped up and off the bed, and scurried to the door, locking it even though no one else was home. He turned in a dancelike pirouette and all but spun happily back toward the bed, where he leaped up to plop alongside the American boy.
With almost no hesitation Ellis quickly peeled off his tank top, unbuttoned his shorts and hooked his thumbs under the waistband of both shorts and underwear; raising his bum he pulled them smoothly down his hips. He wiggled his legs, and pulled one knee out of the shorts, then used his bare foot to pull them the rest of the way down his legs, and flick them off.
The youngster glanced over at Ethan as he slid his fingers over his own already hardening boy bits. Ethan still couldn't shake those instinctive pangs of shyness however, and somewhat hesitantly he began to slip his white cotton briefs down off his bum.
"Come on then..." The younger boy urged impatiently, as he rubbed himself gently, waiting for Ethan to catch up.
Ethan's eyes flicked down to the naked young Brit's boyish package. It looked so invitingly awesome; the pale skin of his smooth bare pubic mound, the little indent just above the base of his young penis, and of course the semi hard, rubbery peg with it's bunched crown of delicately pinched foreskin.
Ethan swallowed at the delightful sight, and so enamored with the view, he quickly pushed his briefs down below his knees; his own youthful sausage had swelled rapidly again, totally committed to what was about to come. He looked up to see that Ellis' gaze was firmly locked on him, and needing no more incentive the two boys began to rub themselves a bit more vigorously.
They watched one another with anxious and excited eyes, just as they had the first time they had done this act together. Ellis was always thrilled to see the older boy's few, and sparsely spaced pubic hairs, and he loved the smooth looking bell end of his youthful boy pickle. Ethan had been so worked up before this, that within moments, he began to show a slight glisten of wetness already forming at his pee slit.
Ethan kept his eyes on Ellis' foreskin. He still marveled at the thin fleshy elastic skin that rolled on and off the other boy’s shiny looking tip, exposing the reddish purple knob in brief, teasingly erotic peeks. He closed his eyes for a moment allowing a stimulated moan of pleasure to escape his throat.
After a moment he opened them again, and glanced over at the smiling face of the younger boy, who was in turn, still watching him. They grinned briefly at one another as they kept to the task at hand. Or, 'in hand' perhaps. Ellis' mouth was open slightly now, and the tip of his tongue wiggled there unintentionally; a little quirk of concentration that the boy did without even really realizing that he did it.
Ethan smiled again as he noticed it, and then he looked back down at the other boy's tumescent tube, and flying fingers. God it was so hot looking... Without even realizing it, their bare feet had sought out contact at some point, and they were rubbing them gently together near the foot of the bed.
Skin on skin was just so damn erotic wasn't it; just as it had been last time, and just as it had been between him and Trevor. Touching was so much better than just looking, and with that, the back of Ethan's left hand moved against the other boy's thigh. Pressing there, rubbing slightly, increasing the joy of his own autoerotic stimulation. 'Ohh...' He sighed. 'Ohuuhhh...'
Ellis responded to the contact as well, and he rolled his hip gregariously toward Ethan, as if offering himself for even more physical connection. Ethan felt it. Almost instinctively he wanted a more personal connection as well, and he moved his hand up onto the other boy's leg, rubbing it there, fondling the soft warm naked flesh. "Ohh.... Oh god..." he breathed throatily.
He continued to rub, inching his hand upward and inward on Ellis' thigh, until the back of his hand was nestled under the other boy's loose, warm ball sac. He could feel it bounce against his hand with every racing stroke of Ellis' masturbatory movement. "Ahh, Uhoooo...." he breathed out in a loud sigh.
The stimulation was making him so bloody horny. Their feet and legs continued to rub and bump together like some kind of jungle birds engaged in an erotic mating ritual, and Ethan moved his hand again, this time usurping Ellis' control of his own masturbation. Ethan's hand replaced the other boy's, and he wrapped his fingers delicately, yet firmly around the young Brit's heated meat sausage.
He began to vigorously stroke the younger boy nearly in rhythm to the pummeling he was giving his own youthful shank. Ellis was surprised, but willingly released control. He lay back and moaned long and hard, it felt so wonderful to have Ethan in control of his tube, and his impending testicular fate.
"Mmmm...." the youngster sighed with intense pleasure, his hips squirming on the bedcovers. "Faster Ethan, go faster..." He whimpered, and now his own right hand slid up onto Ethan's thigh, which he began to squeeze as the tingles started to charge deep within his own young body. Both of the boys were experiencing their own joy, and each boy's, movements fueled the other, heightening the experience for both of them.
"Almost... Almost there..." The youngster half whined, half pleaded. Ethan sped up his stroke on both of them. In truth, Ethan was almost there as well. His knees bent slightly as adrenalin filled his thighs like a bolt of muscle numbing lightning.
The best feeling he had ever had, was when he and Trevor had pressed their bodies against one another yesterday, and they had cum by wriggling their young pricks against each other. He desperately wanted that feeling again. He was so close now with Ellis that he couldn't resist the primal urge of body contact that swept over him.
Ethan let go of his penis and rolled quickly over on top of Ellis. What a sight it must have been from behind. Ethan's firm round buttocks was pumping wildly up and down, wriggling from side to side, mashing their rigid boy tubes into one another. Ellis moaned loudly as his young testes roiled, and seemed to boil over like a hot pan on the stove.
His small fingers grabbed for purchase on Ethan's back, digging in with the throes of climax, and his head rolled back against the pillow, his mouth agape in raw pleasure, as his long blond hair tangled wildly around his boyish features.
Ethan was there as well... He snugged himself tightly into the other boy, his own mouth hung open allowing several guttural grunts to escape. "Uhh, Uh, Uh..." With each downward thrust of his bare hips as they slapped against the younger boy.
Every muscle in his body seemed to go taut. His butt cheeks clenched mercilessly and in a final jutting thrust his testicles lost their load. He would later swear he could actually feel the hot ejaculate rush from his nuts, and burst from his swollen boy parts. "Arrrgggg, uhhhhh, shiii..." He stuttered.
Cum! Warm, sticky sweet cum pulsed between the two naked boys. Several bountiful spurts, maybe more, as the contractions kept squeezing and milking the boys’ loins of their juices. Ellis squeaked in raw pleasure as well, as he felt Ethan's gooey wetness wash over his own rigid boy spike, which had already triggered his own barely pubescent discharge. His young body constricted, his fingers dug deeper into Ethan's back, and his own hips jolted with fervent sexual energy.
There would be no way to distinguish the two apart later of course, but Ellis contributed several clear drops of precious immature semen to the mess between them. Ethan's muscles finally released him, and he slumped onto the naked boy beneath him, their sweaty cheeks touching through the disheveled tangle of Ellis' hair.
Several minutes passed, and eventually Ethan moved his hips slightly. Both boys could feel the wet gooeyness on their naked pubic mounds, now tacky with spent boy spunk. "Oh man..." Ethan breathed, as he lifted himself slightly, and rolled a bit to the side. Looking down, both boys could see strands of sticky clearish goo, clinging between them like melted cheese on two separated slices of pizza.
Ellis giggled at the sight, and he reached down to rub it over his young balls, sliding his hand through the syrupy mess as he did so. Ethan finally rolled over onto his back; his softening, but still slightly plumb penis was lying at an upward angle on his glistening pubic mound, with an inch long thread of spunk still clinging to his pee slit.
The boys looked at each other and giggled slightly, then Ellis rolled to his left, and placed one leg up and onto Ethan's thigh, draping it across the older boy's sticky boy bits. He moved it up and down slowly, enjoying the warmth and lubricated feel of Ethan's slickened rubbery goodies.
Ethan squirmed, his spent penis was still too sensitive to handle the other boy's touch. They giggled again, and Ethan looked at the tangle of long blond hair which hung in a disheveled mess partially over the younger boy's face. He laughed, and used his forefinger to swipe some of it away.
Ellis smiled, and with a crisp shake of his head he cleared the rest of it. They smiled at each other with boyish simplicity, and Ellis moved in unexpectedly to give Ethan a little peck, just at the corner of his mouth. Ethan smiled, then raised his head and pressed his wet lips fully onto the younger boy's lips, kissing him deeply. Ellis' eyes fluttered several times in surprise, and then willingly parting his lips he participated fully in the pleasant, affectionate kiss.
"Whoa..." Ellis breathed softly as they pulled apart. "I liked that..." He drew in a deep breath, and with a tender smile, he rolled across the other boy and crawled off the side of the bed. Scooping up his white tank top, he gently wiped away the slimy coating on his tummy and pubic mound, then he grinned impishly at Ethan, who was still lying on his back and watching him.
"Well..." He said, as he wiped off his young boy prong. "Guess that's what they mean by a bit of a sticky wicket." He smiled cheerfully at his own joke, and then tossed his tank top to Ethan so that he could clean off as well.
Ellis turned and walked briskly to the bedroom door. He was still butt naked, and Ethan watched with interest, at the movement of the boy's tight dimpled mounds and strong looking dancer’s thighs. The younger boy reached the door, and unlocking it, he pulled it open enough to lean out slightly and stick his head out into the hall.
"What are you doing?" Ethan questioned. "You're still naked."
"Need a bit of a shower then, don't I?" Ellis replied softly. He glanced back at Ethan, then with a little smile, he wiggled his bare ass teasingly and darted out of the door and down the deserted hallway toward the bathroom.
Ethan smiled tenderly to himself. God that little waif was so adorably cute, and their little naughty boy play had been so fantastically delightful. He closed his eyes for a moment, and suddenly wondered what it would be like to actually have, like, real sex with the younger boy.
In his minds eye he tried to picture it, and he imagined himself behind the youngster, gently slipping his penis up inside of him. Weaving his fingers into those long blond locks of his golden hair and humping it into him...
He opened his eyes, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Wow. He'd actually envisioned himself actually 'doing it' with another boy. For Ethan, this was certainly something entirely new. He'd never thought it out this far before, I mean, being horny and messing around a bit with another boy was one thing wasn't it? But this. This was the first time he had ever actually thought about having intercourse. With anyone.
And then just as quickly, and still feeling a bit embarrassed by his thoughts, he began to think about Trevor. He wondered what it might be like to have actual sex with him. What it might feel like to have Trevor sticking his slender English boy steak up inside of him. He shivered slightly and felt his insides start to tingle, his penis starting to move again. 'Yeah..." he thought, 'Yeah that would be interesting wouldn't it? It might even be pretty cool...'
~ End of Chapter Six ~
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