The Society Boys

The Society Boys By Connor Matthews

See...the chapter continued as promised. Nothing worse than leaving a party before it's finished. I don't like it when cliffhangers...

Chapter 198b.

I strolled around the party a while, and it really was just like any other party, except clothes were missing. The boys seemed to have forgotten that, and were just partying normally. Many had started out nervously, but now it was like they'd never heard of clothes. The trampoline was always busy, as was the games room downstairs. The slip and slide had its moments of busy, but once the group had had enough of being wet, they went elsewhere. For a lot of the older boys, the garages and cars were more popular than anything else.

I saw Darcy leaning out of the window in the treehouse, and was instantly reminded of the first time I'd seen him there...at the last naked party. I immediately became concerned as the flashback hit me, so I quickened my pace to go check on him. As I walked in the door, I almost gave an audible sigh of relief. He was leaning out the window alright, but Layne was on his knees behind him working his ass with full tongue action, and they weren't alone. Four other boys were sitting on the bean bag chairs watching. Well, watching and stroking their erections caused by the live show.

"Hey boys," I said as the door closed behind me. A couple of the guys scrambled to hide their cocks, while the other two just smiled nervously. I think they all relaxed when they realized it was me.

"Hi Justin," Darcy said, looking back and giving a slight wave. I got a mumbled hello from Layne's face buried into Darcy's ass. What could be hotter than two 16-year-old boyfriends rimming each other in a backyard treehouse? That was a rhetorical question, unless you actually want me to post a list somewhere.

"Looks like everyone is enjoying the party, or at least the treehouse show," I grinned as I looked at the boys watching. They were all members of the Junior Q so it was no surprise they were focused so intensely.

"I'd be enjoying it more if they'd start fucking already. I wanna go next," Dylan said quickly.

"Still looking to shove that big cock anywhere you can huh?" I teased. "Ryker, you still have that no gag reflex thing going on?"

"Yep," he said proudly. "Never met a cock I couldn't suck. Dylan might be big, but he's not the biggest I've done."

"I know," I grinned as I'd been all the way down the back of his throat. "I remember it well. I should introduce you to someone who'd really challenge you?"

"Is that the guy who lives next door with the nine-inch penis?" He asked almost eagerly.

"Stone? No, but he's definitely huge. Have you done him?" I asked, a little surprised that he knew him.

"No, but I want to," he said almost licking his lips in anticipation of the idea.

"I'll be sure to introduce you. There's one guy at the party with ten inches. I'd love to see you tackle that that," I tossed out to him.

"Take me to him!! Like NOW!!" he said sitting upright, and pulling on his erection more firmly.

"He's a straight boy, so we'd have to work on it."

"I'd work on it...with my ASS!" Holden said loudly, joining the conversation.

"Dude, you may be a green band now, but you can barely handle 6 inches. Ten would rip you in half," Dylan challenged.

"Would not!" He snapped back.

"Dude, it absolutely would. I couldn't even get all the way in you. You stopped me from going deeper than half way, if you remember."

"That was when I just got started. I've had a lot of practice since then," he bragged.

"Yeah, with the new pledges. None of them have more than six. Half of them are barely penises."

"Okay, guys, it's not important how big the cock is, just how you use it. I'm sure you're good in your own way. You all look like you've grown quite a bit since I saw you last," I said interjecting before their disagreement turned physical.

"I used to be only 5 inches...well five and half," Ryker announced, "But now I'm over six. Hoping it gets a lot bigger yet."

"I'm sure you still have some growing to do," I assured him. "You still got that whole flexibility thing going on, Casey?" I asked. As you get older, you get less flexible, but he had just turned 15 so I'm sure he hasn't started brittle bone syndrome yet. If that's even a syndrome. Say syndrome five more times and see how stupid that word sounds. You'll probably substitute `affliction' for it. So back to the brittle bone affliction...he probably doesn't have it. I should bring the other Casey over so they can meet. Maybe my straight exhibitionist Casey will see what a gay Casey looks like, and it will encourage him. That's wishful thinking.

"Yep, I keep stretching to make sure I stay flexible," junior Casey smiled as he pulled his legs up and wrapped them around his head, essentially folding himself in half. He'd be handy to take on long plane rides as he could go as carry-on luggage. We watched as he leaned in and swallowed his hard 6 incher right down to the balls. I couldn't help but notice his little pink entrance winking as he chowed down on himself. All these tops need to get at least one fuck so they know what they're missing.

"Fuck, that makes me jealous every time I see it," Ryker commented. "If I could do that, I'd never need to leave my house.

Casey unfolded himself and sat back up. "I could just come over and stay at your place," he offered with a smile. "We can suck dicks all night."

"Can you stay over tonight?" Ryker asked.

"Sure. I'll just have to text home to make sure," Casey replied. And just like that they had their own after-party planned. Of course, they were both red bands which made it unlikely that there would be any fucking going on as they were both tops. I think every gay person should be made to wear a coloured wrist band. Nothing worse than two tops or two bottoms hooking up and learning about it only after they were in bed together.

"Fuck yeah!! That's what I'm talking about," Dylan said suddenly as he stared past me towards Layne and Darcy. We all turned to see what he was referring to. Layne had stood up and was now inside Darcy fucking him. "Oh shit, yeah!" Dylan said continuing to be overly excited. He crawled on his knees to get closer to the action. "Fuck that little ass! Give it to him good."

"Dylan's much more vocal than I remember," I laughed. "I guess you boys really have matured, or at least gotten older."

"He's way more vocal," Casey agreed. "You always know when he's fucking someone as he's not exactly quiet about it."

"It's funny that out of the four of you, only one is fuckable. Normally there'd be more bottoms than tops, at least as you get older. Maybe your preference changes after you've fucked enough."

Holden looked at the guys and smiled. "Hey, I never actually noticed that before. Guess if you came in looking to fuck someone, it's gonna have to be me, huh?"

"Guess so. Now if you were only on your hands and knees, with your ass in the air to let me know you were interested," I teased.

He flipped around and stuck his ass up towards me so fast, I think I heard a `whoosh' of air. "Casey, grab that lube beside Layne. Let's see if Holden can actually take more than 6 inches. Maybe after I have Ryker deep throat the ten-incher, you can try riding it. Both of you can achieve personal bests with the same person."

"I know most of my limits, and I'm pretty sure ten inches would be way to big," Holden replied looking back at me as I kneeled down behind him and played with his ass. Like most guys his age, it was solid and firm, with just enough bounce to ensure it'd be fun. I took the lube from Casey, and lowered my face into the upturned crack, licking him thoroughly from taint to tailbone and back again. He gave the cutest little squeak as I plunged my tongue into his hole as deep as it could go, and you just know a boy who appreciates a good rimming will one day appreciate a good railing as well.

Since this is technically a no sex party, I needed to be fast. I think the international rules are that in order for it to be considered sex, it has to last more than two minutes, so the clock is ticking. I fingered lube into him to begin opening his hole, before kneeling up and pressing the tip of my erection against his little pink entrance. The other boys were having trouble deciding who to watch, but at the moment most of their focus was on Layne pounding one out in Darcy. Dylan had taken to fondling their balls as he waited his turn. I slowly pushed into Holden, rubbing his back, and reaching around to tweak his nipples as I went. I leaned forward a couple of time to make sure he was okay with my continuing.

"Guys," Casey called out. "Holden's taking Justin's cock. Come watch."

Ryker leaned in closed so he could see better, and Dylan spun around to have a look as well. Casey was staring as he stroked his own cock, almost in time with my thrusts in and out of Holden.

"I get to go next," Casey announced.

"Nuh uh!" I do Ryker replied.

"I called it first."

"Fine, but I go after you," Ryker said giving in quickly.

"You know if you boys were more versatile, you wouldn't have to wait at all. You could all take turns with each other. With only one of you being a bottom, it kinda limits what you can do." I didn't get a reply as they kept watching me fuck Holden. I didn't want to be here all day, which would be normal with so many horny boys gathered, so I faked an orgasm before pulling out, and slapping my bone on Holden's ass cheek. I reached out to grab Casey's cock, and pulled him into position. I dropped some lube on it and shoved him in. That should keep him busy for a while. I glanced over to Layne and Darcy at the window. They apparently were unaware of the two-minute rule, as they were still going. Finally Layne pulled out, and at the speed of Flash, Dylan was up behind Darcy entering him. I put my arm around Layne and pulled him in close.

"That's so hot," I commented as we watched his boyfriend get another railing. "It's too bad you two can't stay for the orgy. It'd be pretty sweet watching you both in the center of a big pile."

"Yeah, but neither of our parents would let us sleepover. Plus, Darcy has to take Toby home. It'd definitely be hot though."

"How's he enjoying the party?" I asked.

"From what I've seen, he's enjoying himself. He's a pretty cool kid and he totally idolizes Darcy. Every time he hangs out with him, his eyes light up and he look for Darcy's approval whenever he does something. I love it when he hangs around with us."

"Does he know you two are boyfriends?"

"Sure. He's like most kids that age though. No judgement about it as he just accepts it as something normal. About the only thing I see that might constitute any form of jealousy is when me and Darcy are holding hands. Toby usually takes hold of Darcy's other hand."

"I'm assuming he's never seen you two have sex? That could create a whole new level of jealousy he doesn't even know he has."

Layne just grinned. "No, we've kept that private. I'm nervous that he might rush in here and catch us but he seems to be enjoying himself with the other kids his age. I think he's making a lot of new friends."

"Me too," I grinned as I patted Layne's ass. "I still remember the first time I met you. I thought you were seriously cute and couldn't wait to fuck."

Layne laughed. "The first time we met up at the lake, you looked like you were freaked out beyond belief. You'd been used hard by Uncle Steve and his friends, and when they tossed me in, I don't think you knew what they hell was going on. I'm glad we became friends though. Although it sucked that I lost my little brother in the deal."

"Sorry," I said quietly.

"No, it's all good now. I know J.J. is better with his real brother, and eventually he'll know it too. I'm just thankful that you guys still let me see him."

"Now if only your parents would act rational," I said quickly, almost under my breath.

"No shit," he agreed. We watched Dylan achieve his climax inside Darcy. The guys were right, Dylan isn't exactly quiet when he cums. He not only announced the arrival of his orgasm, but he rated his own performance as well, giving himself a `now that's how you do that, boys.'

"Have fun boys and don't stay up here all afternoon. There's a BBQ soon." I left and returned to the party, making sure to freshen up by jumping in the pool. I saw J.J.'s friend Karl sitting at the edge of the pool by himself, so I swam over and hitched up to sit beside him.

"Hey Karl, how's it going?"

"Good," he replied.

"You getting enough to eat?" I mean you gotta make small talk with kids.

"Tons. I'm stuffed."

"Good to hear. Where's J.J. and your other friends?"

"They're playing tag in the maze," he said looking over at the hedge.

"And you don't want to?"

"I did already, but I'm done now."

"You doing okay out here by yourself?"

"Sure. They'll be back soon," he said without much emotion to it. "Are you gonna be J.J.'s new dad?"

"Eventually we hope to be. I know Blake is happy to have his brother back."

"Oh. J.J. said he misses his other family though. Mostly Layne and his Uncle Steve. His uncle is fun because he lets us be noisy and run around without clothes. Is that why you're having this naked party? So that J.J. doesn't feel homesick?"

"No. This actually Blake's party, but everyone is welcome at it. If you want to run around here without clothes whenever you're over, go for it. No one will care."

"Unless girls are here. They don't like it. I have an older sister and anytime she's sees me without clothes, she says she's gonna throw up."

"That's girls for ya," I nodded with a small smile. "Does J.J. get that much freedom at his mom and dad's house?"

"No way! His parents are super strict. We're not even allowed to wrestle or anything. They say boys don't touch other boys, so they always make us stay apart. Plus they ground their kids a lot...for anything. J.J. once got grounded for not mowing the lawn."

"That seems a big punishment for forgetting a chore."

"They do it all the time. I think Layne is grounded more than he's not. Their uncle never grounds them and we're allowed to wrestle there. Uncle Steve even joins in with us sometimes. It usually takes at least four of us to get him pinned though."

"Do J.J.'s mom and dad ever hit him or spank him as a punishment?"

I figure if Vanessa can pump J.J. about what goes on here, then I can do the same. Not like there's anything J.J. could report that would be seen as unusual. Maybe I phrased that wrong. Probably EVERYTHING he reported would seem unusual to the Campbells. I should call and see if she wants to come over today to spend time with J.J. Maybe I'll arrange a giant wrestling tournament just as she pulls up. If that doesn't kill her, or at least cause her to burst into flames, I don't know what will. I internally snapped my fingers and figured I could ask several of the older teenagers to walk around holding hands while they both had erections. Once she freaked out at that, I could do that bible thing and make her blind as she left by turning her into a pillar of salt. It'd be kinda fun to watch her melt away in the driveway during rainy season, which in Vancouver is basically November to April. The bible has some good shit in it at least. Those tragic comedy stories usually do.

"I think he said he's been spanked a few times. My parents say it's not okay to hit your kid, so I get time outs. Sometimes I wonder if it'd be faster just to get spanked."

"It might be. But I agree, spanking is not the way to go. Who do you think J.J. should live with?"

It was a risky question, but maybe I'd learn something I didn't know by asking it.

"Hmmm...I like this house `cause you got lots of cool stuff to do, and J.J.'s room is way better here, but I think J.J. would probably like to go back to the way it was, maybe. He says he misses all of them."

"Do you think he'd be happier if he still lived here, but was allowed to visit his uncle and Layne more often?"

"Hmmm...I think...maybe? He likes Blake a lot, but he said he's not as much fun as Layne. I dunno for sure though. You should ask J.J."

"Good advice. I should do that. Are you still enjoying the party?"

"Definitely. This party is way fun. Do you always have parties like this?"

"No," I assured him. "Blake only throws a party this big once a year. Are you sleeping over tonight?" I already knew he was, but small talk is okay.

"Yeah. Me, Robbie and Pierce. Layne said some of the bigger kids are having their own sleepover with Blake."

"They are. Do you actually get much sleep at a sleepover?" I asked, pretending not to know.

"Sure, but the best part is that we get to stay up late and play video games," he grinned.

"Did you get to do a lot of sleepovers at J.J.'s before?"

"Never when he was at his parent's house, but lots when he stays with his uncle. The same if any of us had a sleepover. J.J. could only come over if he was staying with his uncle, never if he was at his other house."

"Well, J.J. can go to whatever sleepovers he wants from now on. As long as it's not a school night." I figured I should throw in some parent sounding limitations.

"That's okay. I'm not allowed sleepovers on school nights either. But we could have one every night in the summer," he grinned.

Do you think they'd like Blake at those? I could use a whole summer with just Colin. Everyone else was old enough to stay home alone. Leave Blake alone for a summer and chaos would be an understatement.

"Sounds fun."

"I should go find the guys. They're probably lost in the maze."

"Probably. Nice talking to you Karl."

He just smiled and got up to leave. I like J.J.'s friends. They seemed like really nice kids, and were good for him. I think it helped that he was able to keep them during this tough transition. It provided a sense of stability.

Blake dropped down beside me and put his arm around me. "Little young for you, don't you think?"

"Blake," I warned.

"Just joking. I know you better than that. Karl's cool. I'm not sure I like Robbie yet, but the other kids J.J. hangs out with are good."

"Thanks for your scores judge number two," I laughed. "So have you been behaving yourself?"

"Define behaving?" he said with one of his mischievous smiles.

"I'd normally reply to that with a keep a keeping your pecker in your pants', but in this case maybe it'd be keeping your pecker to yourself.'"

"Mostly. It's pretty tough to do that, especially when I start thinking about the sleepover later, and how many of these guys I'm gonna be splitting open."

"Yeah. Let's not think of that. So far the party is going really well. I think your no sex warning really helped. Seems like they're mostly all following it."

He just gave me a smirk. "As long as you believe that, I'm good with the compliment. Oh, I wanted to tell you that we're just about to start the BBQ. Colin is getting stuff ready, and hopefully we can eat in 20 minutes."

"Sounds good to me. I'll go give him a hand."

I went to find Colin. "Damn, sweetie. You in that apron makes me hard as fuck!" I said as I went up behind him and gave him a hug and kiss on the neck."

"Uh, thanks?" he said turning to kiss me back. "Figured I better wear one as I don't need to get all splattered from the BBQ."

"Oh baby! Get splattered!" I chuckled. "I would lick you clean...everywhere!"

"Party's getting to you huh? Are you finding it difficult to be at a party where you can't screw your entire guest list?"

"Maybe just a little," I replied holding up my thumb and forefinger to describe `little'. "But shit, we're gonna do some major roleplaying with you wearing this apron. They way it's tied in the back with the strings dropping along your ass crack. It's like you're wearing a thong, waiting for me to push it aside and enter you. Then the though of your penis hanging free in front, just waiting for me to reach around under the apron to pay attention to it. So hot!" I panted in his ear, as I reached around under the apron to fondle his package.

"Babe. I wouldn't get that hard if I were you. We're trying to control ourselves," he warned. "We're also cooking hot dogs, so I wouldn't want there to be a mistake about what I put on the grill."

"Ouch," I said imagining the pain of that. "But don't lose that apron. I'm gonna want an opportunity to untie it later."

"You wanna get the burgers, and help me before we're too horny to function?"

"No such thing," I said with a big smile as we started dropping burgers on the grill. Hot dogs apparently went on the upper rack. Not sure grilling wieners at a naked party doesn't seem a bit sadistic, but once you slap one in between the buns, you're basically back to ok.

Once the first set of burgers was ready, it was like we hadn't fed these kids at all. They lined up with plates and big smiles. Younger kids were happy with one burger and a wheelbarrow full of chips. The older kids took two burgers and stole the wheelbarrows from the younger ones. Just kidding. They were more interested in scarfing down food than anything else. As fast as we were making them, they were eating them. I thought we should maybe just have a chute at the side of the BBQ. Kids could open their mouths, and we'd fling a burger down the chute, right into them. Save time and buns.

Once it slowed down and all the kids seemed to have had enough, we cooked up another full round to make sure we had spares. I took a plate of food and went to sit down next to Jalen, who seemed to be working hard to fill himself up. At 6'4" there was a lot to fill.

"Nice to see you at Blake's party, Jalen," I said as I made more small talk. "Does that mean you're getting a little more comfortable dealing with some of your issues?"

"I keep reminding myself of what you said about not being able to do anything about my height or other sizes, and just accept that that's what makes me unique."

"Well by the fact you're here, I'm guessing it's at least helping a bit. Blake told me that you learned a couple new things from him," I revealed.

"He told you that?" He asked looking shocked. "He promised he'd keep it just between us."

"I can assure you he won't tell anyone else, but one thing that makes our bond so strong is that he knows he's free to tell me anything, and that I'll give him good advice. I think since he knows you and I are talking, he felt it okay to bring it up. Would you prefer that he not tell me?"

"No, I guess it's okay. I'd probably tell you myself if we were talking in private."

"Was he able to give you the blowjob you wanted?"

Jalen looked around again to verify we couldn't be overheard. "He wasn't as good as you. He was able to do it better than most of the girls, but still not all the way," he admitted. I felt somewhat vindicated. Not sure why I feel like I need to compete against a 14-year-old, but it didn't stop me from feeling proud about it.

"If I knew someone your age who could deep throat you, are you horny enough to let them try?" This was the subtle set-up.

"Do you mean someone at this party or a girl somewhere?"

"A guy at the party."

"I'd like to find a girl who could do it."

"So, lie back, let a guy blow you, and just picture that it's some hot girl actually doing it."

"Are gay guys actually looking at me for sex?"

I laughed. "Jalen, all gay guys look at other boys for sex. It's those that look back that get laid."

"Do I look back?" He inquired.

"No. No, you don't. If you did, you'd probably have gotten laid at the door, and had fights break out about who got you first. Since you're sitting here by yourself at the moment, how'd you like me to connect you with a guy who could give you an amazing blowjob?

"Who?"

"I'd keep it as a surprise, but the guy has no gag reflex, which means he can swallow your entire 10 inches, and bury his face in your pubes repeatedly until you cum down his throat."

"Then what? Would he expect me to do him, `cause I couldn't do that?"

"Nope. Once you were done, you could return to the party with a memory that'll last you well into your 20's. I'll take care of the guy if he needs to cum."

"When were you thinking of doing it?"

"Now. Come upstairs with me and wait in a bedroom so I can bring him up to you."

"What if I freak out or something when he starts?"

"I'll be there to keep you calm, but you didn't have a problem with Blake or Sienna, did you?"

"I was super nervous, but I got through it."

"Then you'll definitely get through this, as all you need to do is lie there and enjoy getting head. You up for it?"

He looked at his crotch, before giving me a playful smile. "Not yet, but I trust you, so I could try it if you want."

"Good. Come with me." He trusts me. God, what a moron. A cute tall moron with a massive cock that one day is going to shred pussy and ass like a wood chipper. My eventual goal is to have the boy on the bed as I ride that thing, but you gotta take those baby steps first. Here comes step two. The deep throating of the 10 pounder. I should make movies, or write scripts with titles like that.

`The Deep Throating of the 10 Pounder, by Justin Masters, OMG, LOL, FML, ESQ.

On the afternoon of the great reveal, George stood atop devil's bluff overlooking the impressive swells of the ocean surrounding his island. His personal assistant, Lawrence, was beside him. "Have you ever seen a more impressive swell, Lawrence," George asked as he stood mesmerized.

"There is only one I have ever seen that was more impressive," Lawrence replied as he moved to unbutton George's shirt before removing it. He then unfastened the pants, removing those and the undergarments in one move, leaving George naked at the top of the world. Lawrence took hold of George's thick appendage and began to stroke it. "This is an impressive swell all on its own, sir," Lawrence said as he dropped to his knees to swallow him whole. This wasn't the first time the two men had interacted in this fashion, but it was the first time they had been spied on by George's sophisticated high-society wife, hiding in the thick bushes just metres from them. She wasn't shocked that George was receiving fellatio, as she had been convinced for quite a spell that her husband had been getting extra pleasure that she hadn't been able to offer. What did rattle her bones was that it was Lawrence, her secret lover of 5 years, who was on his knees servicing her husband. That thick 9½ inch appendage never failed to make her achieve an orgasmic high, but that was all she enjoyed about her husband, and sought her thrills elsewhere.'

See...I told you I could write erotic novels. I always wondered if George and his wife stayed together, and who got custody of Lawrence if they split, or did they reach some amicable agreement to share him? I guess I'll never know for sure. Where was I going with this? Right, Jalen's 10 pounder.

I had him follow me upstairs to the guest bedroom and we walked in together. I froze just inside the door, as someone else was already in the room.

"Sorry guys, I didn't know anyone was in here. Looks like you're having fun though," I said as I looked at them. Asher, Blake's assistant diving coach, was standing at the end of the bed drilling someone. He had the guy's legs held by the ankles, spread wide as he pounded him. I couldn't see who the young guy was as he had a pillow at the side of him hiding his face, but he seemed to be enjoying himself as he masturbated furiously.

"Sorry Justin. When the opportunity knocks..."

"No worries. If he needs more once you're done, you know where to find me," I said as we backed out of the room and closed the door.

"Was coach fucking that guy?"

"I'll say. And the way that dude was flogging his erection, he wasn't hating it."

"Wow, I had no idea Asher was gay," he said as I led him into the other guest room.

"Just because he's fucking some guy, doesn't make him gay, Jalen. It just makes him a guy who likes sex."

"I thought if you fucked a guy, it's because you were gay?" He asked sounding unsure as I sat him on the end of the bed.

"Nope. Basically, you'd be gay if you only preferred guys, and wanted a relationship with them. Casual sex with anyone is just that. Casual. Doesn't matter who it's with as long as you both agree to it."

"Oh. I never knew that. I always thought if you liked guys for sex, you were gay."

"Nope. Blake identifies as omnisexual, which I suppose is the new way of saying he'll basically screw anyone he's attracted to."

"I can see that. Blake is a pretty amazing guy. A bit extreme sometimes, but still fun to hang with. He's just so outgoing with everything."

"He is, yep," I agreed. I still stand ready for the big crash one day, when something goes wrong to pop Blake's confidence bubble, but currently he showed no signs of slowing down. "Now I'm gonna get you to wait here for a couple minutes while I go get the other guy. Feel free to lie back and get yourself hard if you want. Fine if you don't, as he'll get it up in seconds once he starts."

"Are you sure this is a good idea? What if something goes wrong?"

"Like what? You get stuck down his throat and we need to call paramedics?"

"Oh my God! Could that happen?" he said, suddenly panicking.

"No. I was joking. Dude, nothing's gonna go wrong, and you'll have another experience that every other horny guy out there wants. A blowjob to curl your toes. I'll be right back."

That was close. I left him to his panicked thoughts as I raced off to locate Ryker. I passed Toby at the food tables on my way.

"Hey Toby," I said to the seven-year-old loading up a plate with mostly junk food. "You okay there?"

"Yeah. Never seen so much good food before. It's got all my favorites."

"Did you get a burger or hot dog?" I asked, making sure he wasn't going to go home fully loaded up on only sugar.

"Yes. I had one of each, but this is way better stuff. I'm also getting stuff for Darcy too. He likes the same things as me," he grinned as he continued to load a plate that had probably reached it's capacity five minutes ago. He was now on the verge of a major disaster.

"Have fun," I told him as I left him to it and continued my search for Ryker. I found him with some of the other Junior Q, and pulled him away to talk to him.

"How'd you like to suck that 10-inch dick I mentioned? Really put that lack of a gag reflex to work?"

"Hell yeah. Who is it?"

"One of the guys on Blake's diving team. He's waiting upstairs for me to bring you back."

"Let's go. I mean seriously, let's go before I throw some major wood down here thinking about it."

The dude is 6 inches. Nothing major about that wood if it happens, but I'm not out to insult the boy, so I kept quiet, and led him quickly up the back stairs.

"Too bad you don't have the same skills with your ass as you do with your mouth. I'd love to watch you deep throat him, only to have it shoved up your ass right afterward," I said patting Ryker's butt as we walked down the hall.

He held up his arm. "Still a red band. Means I'm not into being fucked," he reminded me.

"Just a bit of info before we go in. Jalen is a straight boy who is a bit self conscious. Don't be overly dramatic when you play with him. He's gonna be nervous as this is only his second deep throating."

"Second? Who was the first?" He asked staring at me, then grinned.

I just raised my eyebrows.

"Of course. Dahling, I am nothing but professional," he said in a feminine voice as he wiggled down the hall, then giggled. "So do I just blow him, or are we making out first?"

"No, just drop to your knees and go to work on him. It shouldn't take long to make him cum, and I'm sure he'll want out of there as soon as it happens. I'll happily make out with you if you need some attention after that."

"Cool. Bring on the beast!"

"Again, less dramatic," I warned as we got to the door and entered. Jalen jumped as if we'd caught him stealing cash from a safe, but he was still exactly where I'd left him, sitting on the end of the bed. He'd make a really good puppy. "Jalen, this is Ryker. He'll be your cocksucker today."

"Dramatic," Ryker said looking at me somewhat amused. "Hi. Justin said you had a really big dick that you'd like sucking? How big is it?"

"Uhhh...10 inches. Is that too big?" He asked as if to give Ryker a way out if he wanted it. I think it just got Ryker's cock to twitch instead.

"No way! That's perfect. The bigger the better. 10 inches. I wish I had a cock that big; I'd fuck myself unconscious."

"Thought you were strictly a top," I reminded him.

"Not if it were my own dick, duh," he said as he dropped to his knees in front of Jalen.

"Jalen, open your legs to let Ryker between them."

He did as he was told and Ryker inched forward, placing his hands on Jalen's knees.

"Now THAT is a really nice cock. Holy shit. Don't cum too soon as I wanna play with this for a while."

"I'll try, but I can't don't have a lot of control over when that happens," Jalen said looking down at that guy staring at his penis."

One day he'll have control, but for now it's fun when they don't.

"Are you still totally soft, or is it partially hard?" Ryker asked as he stared at it, moving his hands slowly up Jalen's legs toward it.

"Still soft. I'm kinda nervous."

"This is a wicked hot cock. I was nervous the first few times I did stuff. Now I get more excited than nervous. When Justin told me you had 10 inches, I'm surprised I did go instantly hard and shoot a jet of cum across the yard. You cool if I play with it to watch it bone up?"

"I guess," Jalen shrugged. I noticed him tense up a little as Ryker's hand moved to cup his balls.

"Damn. These might be the greatest balls I've ever touched. They're amazing."

"When's the last time you came, Jalen?" I asked as I sat on the bed next to him to get a better viewing point, and to offer some support for Jalen who was obviously right on the edge between nerves and a panic attack.

"Ummm...this morning. I kinda did it to make sure I wouldn't embarrass myself at Blake's party. I might not be able to cum again."

"Oh, you'll cum. That I can promise," I smiled looking at Jalen, and then at Ryker, who appeared to be studying Jalen's package as if he were going to have a test on it later. "Feel free to lean back and close your eyes if it'll make you less nervous," I suggested. Jalen didn't need to be told twice as he flopped back on the bed and shut his eyes. You could pepper spray my eyes and I wouldn't shut them at this point. I wanted to see just how good Ryker really was. I didn't have to wait long as he began licking and exploring the shaft, which caused it to rapidly expand in his hand.

"Oh wow! That's incredible. That is by far the biggest cock I've ever seen. This is gonna be wicked fun," he grinned as he pulled the now fully hard cock towards himself, and lowered his lips around the large purple head and began to lick it. Jalen inhaled loudly as the cock disappeared between Ryker's lips. I leaned back to look at Jalen lying sprawled out on the bed.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" I asked, desperately wanting to lean down and suck on his perky nipples, screaming for attention.

"Yeah," he sighed. "Should I warn him if I'm gonna cum?"

"Warn him if you feel like you're getting too close. He'll stop to let you calm down. We don't want you to cum until he has your whole cock down his throat. You can blast your load right into his stomach. He'll love it," I advised, and sat back up to watch Ryker who had taken another couple inches. He was working the rest of the shaft with one hand, and playing with the balls with his other hand. He didn't waste time getting a lot more of Jalen's cock into him, and I commented as he went.

"That's about six inches he's got in his mouth now, Jalen. That's about the depth of an average blowjob. Still doing good Ryker?"

He gave me a thumbs up as he worked up and down the first six inches, getting the cock good and wet. I really want to flip around and sit down hard on that thing, but I have some of that self control we mentioned earlier. Not a shit load, but enough to refrain from taking this boy like a whore on Viagra.

"That's eight inches," I announced. "Looks like you'd be able to handle Blake and I with that depth. You might be invited back now that I know your skills," I teased, getting another thumbs up from him. He eased back and pulled the big thick cock from his mouth.

"Wow, this could be the most fun I've ever had. Dude, I'll give you my number and anytime this gets hard, text me and I'll come over and take care of it. Even if it's like 4 in the morning." Ryker commented.

Jalen opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling as he replied. "You might as well move in as it's hard a lot."

"Said every teenage boy, ever," I laughed, as I reached over and put my hand on Ryker's head to brush the hair out of his eyes. A futile move, as the hair went straight back where it had been. "You ready for those last two inches, Ryker."

"Hell yeah. You cool if I just keep going until you cum? I won't wanna stop once I get a rhythm going."

"Sure. Whatever you wanna do," Jalen replied still staring directly up.

"Since this is something you've only had once before, maybe you wanna watch him take it all, and push his nose hard against your skin," I suggested.

Jalen didn't say anything, but he hitched up on his elbows a little so he could see what was going on. Ryker looked up at him, and smiled as he licked the entire length of the long full shaft. You could time that with the hour hand it seemed to take so long. Ryker then turned his attention to the head, and once again swallowed it. He moved down the shaft almost in slow motion. I wasn't sure if that was his technique to let himself get used to it as he got deeper and deeper, or if he were playing it up knowing that Jalen was now watching.

"Oh fuck yeah. That's looks so hot. Here comes the last two inches. This is going to blow your mind. Just remember to tell him if you're gonna cum, and don't thrust into him. Let Ryker do the work. He has to time his breathing correctly. Alright buddy, let's see you beat your personal best, and swallow the rest of that great cock," I encouraged.

Ryker eased up to get some air, and then holding Jalen's cock by the base, dropped all the way down on it, slamming the monster fully down his throat. It made me so horny; I was fully erect as I watched. There are two things I want to do right now. One was to jump on that cock and ride it hard. The other was to turn Jalen's head and slide into his mouth, then face fuck him until I flooded his throat.

Ryker began sucking Jalen like he'd been starved of cock for years. Jalen dropped back on the bed after he'd seen enough, and in less than three full lengths of the massive cock, and some ball tugging, Jalen was crying out that he was cumming. Ryker held it down his throat as Jalen grabbed the bed and tensed his entire body. I peeked over the edge of the bed, and almost laughed as his toes were actually curling as he shot his load.

Ryker had to ease back to get some air, but the smile on his face as he squeezed along Jalen's long shaft to get the rest of the cum out, was probably the best reaction I've seen. As soon as it popped out of his mouth, Ryker just held it upright and stared at it. "I can't believe I took that whole thing."

"Let me have a taste of that," I said as I leaned in and took the hard, cum soaked cock into my hand, and went down on him.

"It's pretty sensitive after I cum," Jalen warned. I mumbled my acknowledgement of his comment and licked the entire shaft as I went fully down on him a couple times. I had to really focus on my gag reflex. Mainly so that I didn't embarrass myself in front of Ryker, who'd taken it so easily. After I'd basically licked his cock clean of jizz, I eased off and let him sit up.

"Next time you're horny, you now know where to get a great blowjob," Ryker smiled, looking at Jalen.

"Thanks for ummm...doing it," Jalen replied as he looked at both of us. "I guess I should go back downstairs now before anyone wonders where I went. It's not like I can get lost in a crowd," he said making slight fun of himself. "Can you maybe not tell anyone that we just did that?"

"I promise. I just hope you'll promise to let me do that again," Ryker said still grinning.

I handed Jalen tissues so he could dry himself off. He thanked Ryker again and took off. Ryker got off his knees, and sat beside me on the bed. His 6 inches was standing up excitedly, obviously having enjoyed it as much as his tongue. I reached out and gently stroked it. "I'm guessing you had fun?"

"I'll say. Dude! I just sucked a ten-inch cock all the way down, and you're my witness in case none of the guys believe me. Shit I can almost still feel it in my throat."

"You did amazing. I'm sure Jalen won't be forgetting that blowjob anytime soon. Thanks for helping him out." I pulled him against me, lifted his head and gave him a good solid kiss, while simultaneously stroking his cock.

He reached over and took hold of me in return. "Would you like me to do you next?"

"How about I do you instead...as a thank you? Lie down."

He grinned as he lay back. "Do you think every guy likes blowjobs?"

"The living ones do. "What we really need to work on is opening up this cute little ass of yours," I said as I slid off the bed to get between his legs, and shoved a hand underneath his thigh to feel his ass cheek.

"I think it would hurt too much," Ryker replied as I played with his cock.

"Hey, you conquered one thing already today that you didn't think you could do," I reminded him.

"Yeah, but I was looking forward to that. Not really looking forward to getting my butt fucked."

"How do you know until you do it. It might hurt a little at first, but if you start slow, you might be surprised at how much you like it."

"I dunno. I'm kinda curious, but talking to the guys that bottom, they said it takes a while before it doesn't hurt anymore."

"I can't disagree that it takes longer for some than others, but I'm sure they'll all tell you that reward of having your prostate worked exceeds the initial pain." I sucked each ball into my mouth so that I had his entire nutsack in, and began rolling each ball around with my tongue. I alternated between sucking and licking them. He moaned and moved his legs to let me have whatever access I needed. After a couple minutes of that, I let each ball pop out of my mouth, and pulled his hard cock forward so I could suck on it, starting with the head. I gave it plenty of tongue action, and each time I ran over the piss slit, he tensed up. I think we found one of his sensitive spots. I used the hand keeping his cock upright to also fondle his balls, while the other one was teasing his ass crack slightly. I stopped, and he almost immediately looked up to see if I was leaving before he was finished. Please. Like I'd do that.

I reached for a pillow. "Hitch up so I can put this under your ass."

He didn't ask why as he pushed his hips up, and I placed the pillow underneath. As soon as he rested back down on it, I pushed his legs back quickly and drove my face into his upturned ass. He gasped loudly and tightened his hole as my tongue licked him from front to back. I didn't want him to focus on just one thing, so while I licked him, I also made sure to play with his hard cock and firm balls.

Then it was time to progress. I plunged my tongue into his hole as deep as it would go, and he gave a small sound. Best way describe it would be as a squeak you hear when pushing on some dog toy. I lubed up a finger and gently worked it round his hole, while continuing to work the rest of his package. At first, I don't even think he knew my finger was entering, but once I popped past the sphincter, and started feeling around, he tensed up and his hand shot to mine to stop any further entry.

"Just stay relaxed. I'm going to show you how your prostate feels so that you understand why it's fun."

He let go of my hand and relaxed, but only a little. You could sense how nervous he was. I moved my finger around inside him to find my target, and once I did, I pushed on it firmly. He jumped slightly so I knew I had a sensitive prostate on my hands. Technically on my finger, if we're trying to be accurate. I rubbed it a few more times while working my tongue around his shaft and mushroom head.

"Oh shit! I think I'm gonna cum soon," he exclaimed.

"Not yet," I said easing off him. "I want you to experience an amazing orgasm." I pulled my finger slowly out and inched up his body until I was on top, and kissing him. He's a pretty good kisser and really got into it. When I felt him grinding our crotches together, I slowly moved one leg at a time onto my shoulders. He almost didn't seem to notice. I managed to get some lube onto my hand and work it over my cock. Despite his ass already being lubed from the fingering, I thought he might need more for this next part, so I carefully applied some, mostly just at his entrance.

I casually moved my lubed dick up against his ass, and rubbed it up and down his crack a few times, stopping at his cute pink hole several times to rub my tip against it to stimulate him further.

"I don't wanna get fucked, Justin," he said staring into my eyes.

"I know baby, but you should try a little bit so that you know if you'll want it in the future. I'll just pop the head of my dick past your sphincter, and hold it there so you can get used to it."

"Will it hurt?"

"I won't lie. It'll probably will a bit, but just stay relaxed and breathe when you feel me entering. As the pressure increases so will the pain, but once I pop through, that's the worst part over with. You take a few seconds for your body to accept it, and then it feels a whole lot better," I said as I continued to push back and forth against his virgin entrance.

I could see the conflict in him. He wanted to try, otherwise he would have reached for my cock to move it away from his hole. As with most first timers, he was also fearing the pain that accompanied that initial pop. I on the other hand, was totally relaxed. Quite frankly, I loved the feel of a virgin ass opening up to welcome me for the first time, squeezing my cock like a warm hug from an old friend. Okay, cheesy, but hell who doesn't love taking someone's virginity? Like no one...ever!

"If you really want me to stop, now would be the time to say it, but I personally think you'll enjoy this. Maybe not all the time, but I', sure once you get used to it, you'll ask for more."

"I'll try," he replied staring up at me. I guess it helps that we know each other. It's not like some random stranger just walked in to fuck him, although that does happen around here a fair bit.

I pushed a little harder against his ass, and I could feel him tensing up for all he was worth. "Just relax and take deep breaths. It hurts considerably less if you just let all the tension go out of your body, and as you feel me start to enter, you just push your ass out a little like you're trying to squeeze out a fart."

"If I fart, it goes up your penis, and your eyes might pop out," he joked.

"I'd risk it for this ride," I said as I leaned down to kiss him again. That usually takes some of the focus off the initial penetration. He was incredibly tight, and I was having trouble getting into him. Damn tight ass little faggot. I'm practicing my evil sounding side.

"I think you're too big to fit inside me," he said quickly.

"Maybe at first, but just let the head of my dick in, and we'll see what you can handle."

"It's already hurting," he complained. I eased back and dripped more lube on the tip of my cock pressed against him. I moved it around to coat us better, then leaned back in and added some pressure. He cried out slightly and I felt him move as if trying to inch up away from me.

I dropped my face close to his and held him tight. "Just relax. Once I'm in, we'll wait a minute to see if you can handle it or not. If not, I'll pull out, and I'll give you some tips on how to work on opening your ass for the next time your ready to try. Deal?"

"I dunno. It really hurts already and you're not in yet, are you?"

"No," I smiled. "Almost, just another push and it'll be in."

"What if I can never do this? Does that mean I'm not gay?"

I smiled. "No, it just means that you might always be a top instead of a bottom or versatile. It limits the sex you can have. You'll just have to check with the other guy to ensure he's a bottom before you take him to bed, or the two of you could end up just jerking each other off."

"Or blowjobs," he reasoned.

"Or blowjobs. That looks like it could become your specialty," I said as I gave him another kiss to distract him as I pushed forward in his ass again. I could feel the resistance, but I also knew we were just seconds from his inner chamber. Now everyone thinks fucking is easy. It's not. Especially when you have to put this much force into penetrating the closed gate. Once he does give way, you can't just keep applying force, or you're gonna slam your entire cock and balls up his ass, and have to deal with ear piercing shrieking that follows. You have to know when the ass is gonna give, and be ready to stop applying force instantly, and hold yourself steady until he accepts you. I mean it does get easier once the boy is used to being fucked, but it does take several times until he's ready to accept you without difficulty.

I could see the pain increasing on his face, and again I gently reminded him to relax and breathe. As I shoved my tongue further down his throat, I gave a sudden little thrust and that's all it required. I popped past the defence field and my cock was sucked inside. His whole body tensed up, and he stopped breathing. Great I've killed him. At least at the autopsy it won't be my DNA in him. It'll be Jalen's that he'd swallowed. His eyes were wide open, so I stopped kissing to allow him to react.

"Holy shit that hurts!" He exclaimed. "It feels like you're all the way into my stomach, and that someone shoved a car up there."

"Awwww...thanks! That's the nicest thing anyone's said to me today," I grinned.

"I'm serious Justin. I'm not sure I can do this."

"Just give yourself a minute to adapt. You've only got the head of my dick in you at this point, but your brain is already sending the forces in to see what's invaded you. Once they're satisfied that it's friendly, they'll welcome the rest in."

"What the hell are you talking about?" He said frowning, as I felt his ass continuing to tense and then relax around my cock, as if trying to push it out.

"Look into my eyes and relax as you breathe out. Just let your whole body go limp. I want you to enjoy being fucked."

I stared into his eyes and waited for that moment when he actually accepts that there's a dick in his ass. It never takes long. Some can then take the rest of the shaft and get into the fucking. Others stop you every inch as they panic. That's usually the straight boys fighting with themselves over whether it's gay, or that they're actually enjoying themselves, but afraid to admit it. I felt Ryker's ass give a little, so I leaned back down to resume kissing and lowered my weight onto him. I moved his legs off my shoulders and had him wrap them around my waist. This is always a bit more comfortable and it allowed me to rock him a bit as I slowly pushed a bit more of my cock in to test how he was doing. He tensed up as I moved, but didn't try to stop me. I was about halfway in before I think he truly realized, and a hand shot around to my thigh to stop the forward momentum again.

"I think that's all I can handle, Justin. Does this qualify to say I'm no longer an anal virgin?"

"Yes, but you won't be getting your green wristband any time soon, Ryker," I smiled as I looked into his eyes.

"I'm okay with that. Not sure being a bottom would be for me."

"That's only because you're still focused on what's happening for your first time. Your body is trying to process it all. Once you take a second fuck, you'll enjoy it a lot more. Since you've come this far already with me, how about you let me finish, and show you the real benefit?"

"What benefit?"

"How about I show you? I know you're a pretty tough guy. Think you can handle the pain for a couple minutes while I give you a proper fuck?" I have no idea if he's a tough guy or not, but who doesn't like being made to feel like he could do anything? Even taking cock.

"What's a proper fuck?" He asked as I slowly pulled back. I eased up and dropped more lube on my shaft, before moving back inside to where I was.

"I'll make you cum while working your prostate from the inside."

He looked down at our crotches. "I guess we've got this far. At least I'd know for a fact that I wasn't a bottom, and not just guessing that I wouldn't like it."

"Good attitude. So now that I've been in for a couple minutes, how's your ass feel compared to when we first started?"

"There's not as much pain, but it feels like I have a big poop stuck in my ass that I can't get out. Sorry, that sounded grosser out loud than it did in my head."

"But accurate. In fairness to you, I am a lot bigger than most guys you'll meet, so if you can handle this, you should have no problem with most."

"I still think it would be uncomfortable no matter how big the guy is," Ryker reasoned as I slowly kept moving inside him. Usually if you talk, kiss, and go slow, you're in before they start complaining that they can't do it. Ryker was actually focusing on being penetrated which is never a good idea. His hand was on my thigh gripping slightly each time I pushed, as if he were expecting me to slam the whole thing in at once. I kept assuring him that he was doing fine, and to concentrate on breathing and relaxing. I'm starting to sound like hypnotist.

`Focus on the sound of my voice. My cock to your ass. We are becoming one. There is no pain, just pleasure. Simple overwhelming pleasure...'

"Owww! Oww!" he said suddenly gripping my thigh tight, shattering my hypnotic trance I was performing in my head. I knew this hypnotism shit wasn't real. "That's as far as I can go Justin. My ass feels like it's ripping open. Now I know how it feels to have a baby."

"I don't think my dick is as big as a baby, but thanks for the comparison. Alright, I won't go any deeper. Now I can fuck you. I'll pull back, add some more lube, and show you what it's really like. While I'm fucking, I'm gonna jerk you off as well. Make sure you let me know when you're getting close so I can cum in you at the same time."

"Okay, but just go slow, okay? This still really hurts."

I did as I said and pulled back to add more lube. My next trip inside, his facial expression was much more relaxed so I began to fuck him properly. His dick wasn't hard, as is the case with most boys receiving their first anal. They're concentrating so hard, usually on the pain, that all resources are sent to help, and not on keeping the penis excited. Once I took hold and began to work on it, he responded. You could see the face change as he looked at me intently. I leaned forward so I was more in his line of sight.

"Take hold of your cock, and jerk yourself off so we can kiss," I told him. He nodded and took his cock from me. That allowed me to lower my head to his and lock lips. Once we began to kiss, and he was enjoying his favorite play toy, I was able to fuck him faster. While I was trying to respect his depth limit, I did push in deeper on a couple of thrusts, which caused him to jump slightly. Unfortunately, that refocuses his panic center and you have to calm him back down by going slower for a few seconds. It wasn't long before I felt his ass moving underneath me, which either meant he was starting feel uncomfortable at the pain, or was getting into it. Either way, I was gonna keep going. I started moving a little faster.

Ryker gasped. "Oh god. Fuck me!" And there it is. The point at which your ass says holy shit this hurts, but whatever the hell you're doing don't stop!! I usually add a bitch' after another few seconds. don't stop, Bitch!'

"Yeah, I knew you'd like it. Remember to tell me when you're gonna cum. I wanna spray your insides at the same time."

He nodded as I sat up, grabbed his legs, flung them open, and began really giving him the fuck he needed. The faster I went, the faster he jerked himself off.

"I'm gonna cum, Justin. I'm gonna cum!!" Ryker said thrusting up as his cock exploded all over himself. When I said give a warning, I was hoping for more than a nanosecond before he actually came. I pounded him as hard as I could while he was still in full orgasm, because I knew the second he was done, I'd be getting pushed out of him, whether I was finished or not. That's just how it goes with first anal experiences.

"Oh yeah, baby!" I encouraged. "Blow that sweet load." I was so close, but I knew I needed more time than I had. His ass was pulsating around my cock to the point it was almost painful. Like a good soldier, I plowed through the resistance. I almost felt a sigh of relief as I achieved my own orgasm and dropped a nutter fluffer in him. It's not like I'd have a litre of it considering how much I'd cum already today, but the high of the orgasm is always worth it.

As expected, as soon as he was done, his hand was back on my thigh trying to push me out. I obliged and eased myself back out the way I'd come. Ha! The way I'd cum! Get it?

I rolled off to the side, and lay beside him as he gently put his legs back down.

"Whew! I can still feel my ass throbbing," Ryker said as he looked at the mess on his chest and stomach, before looking over at me. I grabbed some tissues and helped clean him up. "Did you cum?"

"I did. Your ass now has part of me in there. Did you end up enjoying that?" Usually when they scream `fuck me' just before blasting out a powerful load, you don't need to ask.

"Not at first, and it still hurt, but at one point I couldn't have stopped even if my parents had barged in on us. It felt amazing, like my whole body turned into sex all at once. Then I came and the only thing I could think of was getting you out of me."

"That's how it goes. That's why you gotta give the guy some notice before you cum, so he can blast off before you do. Otherwise, he's still going and you just want it over."

"I understand that now. Guess I'll have to remember to tell guys that when I'm topping them. I've already had some that push me out before I'm done. It kinda pisses me off, but I'm usually super horny at that point, and just end up jerking off all over them, so I don't ever say anything."

"The good news is that you did it. Any anal you do from now on will be much easier. You know what to expect so the nerves are under control, and you have the mechanics of it so you don't have to concentrate as hard. You can just enjoy it. Stop by anytime and I'll be happy to show you. For the record, I do wanna fuck you again."

"Thanks. I still think I'll probably be a top though."

"As long as you share that ass once in a while, I don't think anyone will mind." We headed over to the bathroom and washed up before heading back downstairs. Ryker thanked me again, and took off to find his friends. I went in search of Asher, eventually finding him sitting poolside with a plate of food and a drink. I sat in the chair next to him.

"So, who was that you were so happily fucking?" I grinned.

"One of the new guys on the team, Vance. He's pretty new to diving, but he's got serious potential. He takes instruction well, is enthusiastic, and fearless. He should be someone to watch."

"And how did you get started fucking him?" I asked with a big grin.

"Like I said. Takes instruction well, enthusiastic, and fearless. Good qualities for a future power bottom. I stumbled across him and one of the other guys after practice. They were sitting side by side explaining masturbation techniques. My arrival scared the shit out of them. I told Vance to wrap a towel around himself and come to my office. I told the other guy to go home.

"I'm guessing he thought he was in serious trouble?"

"I'll say. By the time he got to my office, he was crying and trembling so hard, I actually felt sorry for him. He instantly started to say they were just goofing around, and that they both got talking about how annoying boners were, and how painful they got sometimes. I offered to give him some pointers that might be useful if he had pain again."

"Nice move. I'm guessing that gave him another boner?"

He laughed. "I made sure it would. I explained to him that we should check to make sure his penis wasn't actually injured. I removed his towel and tossed it aside, then turned him around and told him that sometimes divers get knots in their muscles that start in their back."

I nodded as I smiled imagining it in my head.

"He really did have a knotted back, so I did my best to work it out. Once I got his legs open and a knee up on the desk, I realized that he had no intention of stopping me, so I fucked him. Nice and slowly, but made sure he took the whole thing. He told me later that he figured he had to so that I didn't tell his parents what I'd caught him doing. But he also admitted he liked it, so I've been fucking him pretty regular ever since. He can't get his clothes off fast enough when he's really horny."

"Is it just you he's into, or does he play with others?"

"Ask Blake," Asher grinned. "He's had Vance at least once that I know of. That big cock looks great drilling that small ass."

"Some days I wonder if Blake would be this sexual, or in as much demand, if he just had an average cock," I said shaking my head.

"Personally, I somehow think that even if Blake only had a three-inch dick, he'd convince everyone it was eight inches, and they'd believe him," Asher laughed.

"True. Sounds like you're getting a lot of your own action."

"Being around boys that are as toned and scantily clad as the divers and swimmers, they almost can't wait to get naked for you," he grinned.

"Does the assistant coach need an assistant?"

Asher laughed. "Like you need more boys throwing themselves at you. How many have you done at this party so far?"

"At my son's party for all his friends? What kind of Dad do you think I am?" I asked trying to sound innocent.

"I may not know you as well as some, but I'm pretty sure you've done several of the guys here. Maybe not at this party, but at some point. Am I right?"

"I've done you," I smiled. "Let me fuck you again, and I'll tell you tales for as long as it takes for you to cum."

"I'm a top."

"Not following. You want the stories or not?" I said trying to be a bit smug.

"Not if it means you shoving that monster up my ass."

"Not like it hasn't been up there before," I reminded him. I mean the first time I met him when he was one of the gardeners, I'd taken him. "What the hell is it with everyone today? We appear to have an over abundance of tops. What happened to all the bottoms all of a sudden?"

"I'm a bottom," Joey said as he sat down beside us. As a member of the Junior Q, and wearing one of the blue bands on his wrist, I already knew he was a very good bottom.

"You baby, aren't just a bottom, you're THE bottom," I told him. He grinned, taking it as a huge compliment.

"How old are you?" Asher asked him.

"15."

"Nice. You wanna fuck?"

Joey looked Asher over quickly, giving his crotch a good scan. He shrugged. "Sounds good to me."

Asher stood up and waited for Joey to join him. "We'll find a bedroom, and see how good a power bottom you are. Hope you can last a while and cum several times."

"Ditto!" Joey grinned as they walked off. Asher gave me a big smile, and a hang loose sign as they left. Did I just get scooped in my own house? What is going on at this party? I've had Joey plenty of times, so I shouldn't be jealous, but I am. That boy is minutes away from having his ass fucked off, and I'm not the one doing it. Shit, I'm not even watching it, which sometimes is just as much fun. I'm hitting the ice cream bar. Who cares if I get a little fat?

"You having naked boy overload yet?" Colin asked, as he came up beside me as I loaded up a cone with a couple of flavours.

"Almost," I laughed. "You?"

"I think I've just had a water fight during a sugar high overload. It's like someone turned all the kids up to high speed and broke the dial off."

"I hear ya. I'm adding to the sugar high myself. Who knew boys could make so much constant noise? I'm glad our voices get deeper as we get older as I couldn't handle all that high pitched squealing constantly."

"Right?" Colin nodded. "So, who should I be expecting in our bed tonight? Which one of these do you have your sights set on?"

"None yet. I mean it's like having a collection of luxury cars? How do you settle for just one?"

He laughed. "Nice, but in case you haven't noticed I don't settle for just one."

"That's true. What about you? Who would you want to take to bed?"

"Just you, honey," he replied as he gave me a kiss.

"Awww, thanks babe. Total bullshit, but nice to hear anyway. I might be too tired after this to invite anyone to join us anyway," I said honestly. Colin put his hand up to my forehead.

"You don't feel feverish? Are you sure you're okay?"

I laughed. "Yeah, maybe that's the reason I'm off my game. I think by the time all the boys go home, I'll be ready to snuggle into bed together and fall asleep."

"Sounds nice, but I'm also fine if you change your mind and bring someone along. Any guys here you're interested in?"

"Do you mean guys I haven't done before, or in general?"

He gave me an amused look. "You mean out of the ones old enough, there's some you haven't done?"

I looked around the yard. "I think there might be one or two. Mainly the new guys on Blake's diving team, and that hot guy from karate, Callen. You meet him yet?"

"Just introduced. Nothing more. You know anything about him?"

"I talked to him for a little bit, but I don't think I heard much of what he was saying at the time. He was using the leg machine in the workout room, so all I could see was him sitting with his legs up, almost begging to be taken. Every time he moved; I couldn't breathe properly. I think he said he's an orange belt, and that he loves me."

"What?" Colin laughed as he looked at me.

"Okay, I might have misheard that last part. Maybe he said he'd love me to move so he didn't hit me with his legs. Like I said, I stopped listening when his legs were up. He really is the total package, and speaking of that, I'd like to see the full package in all its glory."

"I have to admit, he is pretty impressive," Colin agreed. "I'd be into sharing him. Any idea if he's straight or gay?"

"No clue. I was thinking I could put some bi-sex porn on our bedroom TV, and offer him a tour of the house. I'd act super apologetic when he saw it playing."

"But you wouldn't rush to shut it off, or try to get him out of there until he boned up?" Colin nodded.

"Exactly. Once he's horny, it shouldn't be difficult to get him to continue his workout routine with glutes and phallus day."

"Not sure phallus day is a thing," Colin laughed again. "Let me know how it goes."

"Guaranteed. If you find him in our bed, it went well. If you see me sporting a black eye, not so well."

J.J. came up beside us with a giant grin on his face. "Hi guys."

"Hey J.J.," I replied as I put my arm on his shoulder. "Having fun?"

"Yeah. Blake throws great parties. Does he do these all the time?"

"Thankfully, no," Colin said, "just once a year for this event. Are your friends having a good time too?"

"They think this is the best party ever, mostly because we can have all the ice cream and sundaes that we want," J.J. said with a big smile. If I put him on a scale right, he's probably gained 10 pounds, and the x-ray might show a stomach full of junk food. It's a party, so why not?

"I didn't see Quinn. Could he not make it?" I asked.

"No, his family was going away for the weekend, so he had to miss it. He's super pissed about it."

"That's too bad he missed out, but I'm sure you'll find plenty of other things to do another time."

"Yeah, we already have. Anderson, Quinn's big brother, said he's gonna take us to a monster truck show. That should be fun."

"Monsters AND trucks, what's no to like," I grinned.

"Okay, I gotta go back now. See ya." He waved and ran off again.

"It's good to see him fitting in and having fun," Colin commented as we watched him return to his friends.

Blake was next to join us. He put his arm around my waist as he leaned in. "Dad, stop drooling," he giggled as he reached up to wipe imaginary drool off my lip.

"That wasn't drool, buddy. Just been getting to know Joel," I teased evilly. Colin just snorted a small laugh.

"Rude," he said realizing we were still joking. At least he gets humour, even if sarcasm is still out of reach.

"Yep. You throw a great party, Blake," I smiled as I put my arm around him as well.

"You broke you the rules you know," he said trying to look stern, but you could see the playfulness in his eyes.

"What rules?"

"You fucked Holden. I heard! So much for telling the Junior Q no sex at the party."

Colin laughed a little as he listened.

"It's all lies. I was in Montreal when that happened."

"He took your whole cock. Pretty sweet Dad. He must have been trying to impress you as I've only been able to get half of mine in him."

"I'm still taking the fifth, Blake."

"HA! Even I know that's only an American thing. How'd Holden feel?" He asked looking directly into my eyes.

I leaned in to speak quieter into his ear. "I opened that ass up like popping a can of Pringles. Almost couldn't hear myself fuck over his moaning. Almost loves it as much as North."

"Did you already do him as well? What about his friend Sawyer?"

"Wouldn't you like to know? I'd have invited you, but you're the host. You can't exactly be leaving to fuck your guests."

"I'll be getting enough action later," Blake grinned. "Sleepover and all."

"How many guys are staying over?"

"Eight, I think. Maybe ten. Two are waiting for permission. We can't stay up all night because I invited Sienna over in the morning, and she's bringing Ashley and some other friends. I'll tell you who's killer excited about that, and that's Cory. Can't wait to see my boy slammin' his salami in some wet clam."

Salami in a wet clam? That sounds like a horrible food combination. But what do I know about what straight boys like? "And are the other boys into girls as well?" Colin inquired.

He shrugged. "No idea, but how could it hurt to find out? I'm thinking Cade might enjoy girls as he's talked about some before."

"Cade is one of the boys staying?"

"Yeah. Since Razor is spending the night with Ben, Cade figured it'd be cool to sleepover as well. His other brothers are going home though. Who else you bone today?"

"What makes you think I did anyone. You said this was a no sex party."

"I just get the feeling you've done a few already. Just promise you won't really go after Joel, okay?"

"I promise I'd never hit on him," I assured him, but I wish those two would hurry up and do it already, because my promise only lasts until Blake and him have sex. After that, it's open season on Joel, and I have just renewed my hunting licence.

I saw Jalen sitting watching guys leap through the water curtain in the pool and went to sit next to him. "Hey Jalen."

"Hi Justin. Do I look sunburned at all?" He asked.

I took a quick look at his back and assured him he looked fine. "Would you like me to add more to your back just in case?"

"Sure. Thanks."

I applied the cream, and while I would happily have gone further down than just his back, I stopped and handed him the lotion so he could do the rest of his body when he was ready.

"Did you enjoy yourself upstairs earlier?" I asked bluntly.

He looked around to make sure no one was in earshot before replying. "Yeah. I probably wouldn't have if you hadn't shown me what it was like already."

"I told you that having a large dick was a good thing, didn't I?"

"So far, it's only guys that have been able to do it though. Do you think any girls know how to do it the same way as you guys?"

"Some will, yes, but they don't get as much practice as a gay guy. As you get older, you'll find more and more girls appreciating the big dick. I'll be honest, some will still find you too big, but eventually you'll find someone who appreciates it. For now, if you really need some action. Seek out a gay guy. We're always happy to help."

Jalen gave me a small smile. "I noticed."

"Now that you know what it's like, now it should be easier to ask. If you think you need more practice or would like to learn anything else, you know how to reach me. To be crude and to the point, if you want to learn how to fuck with that big thing, that's also a lesson I'll happily give you."

"Uhhh...thanks," he said stammering slightly. Daryl, the Asian boy, from his diving team joined us, so I used that as my excuse to leave. Notice how we do that when we describe someone? If they're Asian, black, or brown, we say that. You don't ever hear someone say, it's the white kid. Although in fairness I've never hung out in the Asian or black communities, so maybe they do that there. I think we should ignore all that and just say, the really cute kid with the 7 incher, or the smoking hot boy with the blond hair and piercing blue eyes.

I think it was Monty Python who did that best in a skit where the peasant told the king instead of calling him a man, he could call him Dennis. The reply being that he didn't know the guy was named Dennis. Not sure where I was going with this, but now I have to go watch Monty Python and the Holy Grail again. That shit is super funny. I did learn where the violence inherent in the system came from though. We're all being repressed.

As evening began to roll in, and the temperature started to drop, we turned on the outdoor heaters for those that wanted to stay outside. It wasn't that cold, but when you're sans clothing, you notice it a lot more, especially when some little asshole hits you with a water gun. I think in that instance, it completely fine to put your hand between his legs, grab his ass, and body slam him into the pool. Teach him a fast lesson. Many of the boys moved inside to continue the party on the pool level and in the games room. A few hung around the food tables, while others took the opportunity to check out the cars.

"Hi Uncle Daddy," Travis said as he approached. He was holding hands with the Travis from the Junior Q, the power bottom. "Guess what? We have the same name."

"I know. You're both named Travis," I replied nodding my head knowingly.

"Yeah. I'm gonna be just like him when I'm older," he beamed.

Let's hope not, I thought to myself. "That's nice. Is he telling you what it's like to be Travis as a teenager?"

"Yeah. Trevor listened too as we're twins, so he'll be the same, right?"

"You'll both be whoever you want to be," I replied figuring that was the safest answer at this age.

"Just think, older Travis, you used to be this young once."

"Do you have a brother named Trevor too?" young Travis asked.

"No. Just me. No brothers," he replied.

"That's okay. You can share Trevor. He's used to having a brother named Travis," he offered. "Okay, see ya Uncle Daddy." With that they took off, hand in hand. Travis junior looked thrilled to have found someone with the same name, and he was making the most of it as he made the rounds introducing him.

I noticed Knox at the buffet table so I made my way over there. "Still having fun?" I asked as I walked up to him as he was filling a plate with food. "How's the ass?"

He glanced around cautiously. "Kinda feels strange, like a little sore, but also tingling, if that makes sense."

"Makes sense to me. You might find that in a few days your ass itches a bit as it recovers from the fucking. Best thing to do is just finger a small amount of Vaseline in there. Will eliminate most of the itching. Do it when you get home instead of waiting for the itch to start."

"Thanks. This is such a wild party. I couldn't pay my dad enough to let me have a naked party at home, and he sure as hell would never let me have sex anywhere in my house...ever!"

"Sex is a natural thing, Knox. If you tell your kids it's wrong, they're still gonna go do it, but it might be somewhere a little less safe. Like picking up some random stranger and going off with them. Maybe you end up at a party tied up in their basement," I said trying to sound serious and not laugh. He stopped and stared at me.

"That's what I did, isn't it?" he said frowning slightly.

"You had fun, didn't you?"

"Yeah, but I never expected that to happen. When I got the blowjob in the foam room, I couldn't move at first. Then Troy stuck his finger in my ass, and I think I probably would have followed him into a burning fire to find out more."

"Actually, that burning fire sensation, was just the finger spit fuck," I joked. It went right over his head so I kept going. "It was a pretty bold move to allow someone you didn't know to take you to a locked room, tie you down, and fuck you as your first sex act."

"Pretty stupid huh? They don't teach you that shit in school. Stranger danger doesn't even touch on how to get your brain working properly when you're horny."

"I think you took a massive leap of faith that many wouldn't have. I mean I know Troy as well as I know anyone, and if you'd said stop, he'd have stopped, so you were never in any danger."

"That's how I felt too. Everyone here is pretty chill. I guess maybe you drop some inhibitions when everyone is already naked around you."

"Probably true. Just be careful about letting your cock speak for you in the future. Being guys, they get us into all sorts of trouble." I should know.

"Trust me, I know. I can't tell you how many times I've been crazy horny where I needed to jerk off and almost got caught doing it." Knox commented staring down at it.

"Haven't we all," I nodded. "Next time you're horny, text me. "I'm always happy to help out someone in need."

"I don't think I`m gay though," he said hesitantly. "I was just curious about what sex felt like."

"There's no pressure to figure it out, Knox. Just do what you enjoy and try as many new things as you can. Eventually you'll figure out what you like." I leaned in closer to his ear and lowered my voice. "Actually, I'd love to fuck you again right now."

He turned his head to look at me. "You would?" He asked, neither showing shock nor complete eagerness.

"Definitely. Put your plate on the counter and come with me," I said as I took his free hand. He quickly placed his plate of food down, and I led him towards the laundry area as it was the closest private room. I stopped just before entering, and grabbed some lube out of the junk drawer. I mean we may have magic lube lying around within reach pretty much everywhere, but I knew for a fact that there wasn't any in the laundry room. Not sure you can fuck using laundry detergent. Last thing you need is him farting bubbles, although that would certainly be funny. We entered the laundry room, and I positioned him in front of the dryer, gently bending him over and spreading his legs.

"You're really gonna fuck me again?" Knox asked looking back curiously.

"I really am," I smiled as I pushed my hand between his legs to play with his package. "You're just too hot not to use again. You don't mind if I drop another load up there, do you?"

"I'm not sure," he said quietly as I dropped to my knees, and pulled his ass cheeks apart. I slowly licked up the entire length of his crack.

"Really?" I asked as I licked him again. "You still not sure?"

He had stopped breathing as I worked to get him ready for another deep probing. I moved a hand around to grab his cock as I licked him a few more times. I love a nice smooth ass with firm cheeks, so much that I could happily do this for hours. But we weren't here on a date, so I fingered some lube quickly into his hole and coated my dick with a generous amount as well. I stood up and pushed the tip against his winking pucker.

Knox tensed up, apparently forgetting all the lessons from his first fuck. "Relax and breathe," I told him.

He nodded and let out a big breath of air. I pushed inside and he jumped. "Does it ever not hurt when someone goes in you?"

"Eventually you get used to it," I replied as I rubbed his back and shoulders while pushing into him. I could feel his resistance, but once I was fully in, I pulled him up and grabbed his head. I turned it and nibbled on his ear as I fucked him. Once I felt him get into it, I turned his head further and began to kiss him. No one is good at kissing from this angle, and being inexperienced, Knox was even worse. It didn't stop me from doing it, and he did his best to participate. I pushed him flat onto the top of the dryer, grabbing his shoulder with one hand to steady myself, and then reached around to take hold of his dick and stroke him firmly. His body began to react from the stimulation, and it didn't take much before he was moving his ass around to try and get the best feeling each time I pushed back inside.

"I'm gonna cum soon," he warned.

"Good, empty those big balls for me," I said seductively as I increased the speed of my fucking. He doesn't really have big balls, but if you make him feel good, he'll cum faster. If I said something like he had tiny balls and a pencil dick, he'd be more self-conscious and focused on that rather than the fuck. You can insult them after you've both cum. Knox was pretty average in the dick department, but his basically virgin ass was more than making up for it.

He cried out and, I felt his cock throbbing as he pumped out whatever sperm he'd built up since the last time I'd emptied him. I let myself achieve orgasm as well, which wasn't difficult as his ass was squeezing my dick firmly as he pulsated from his own orgasm.

"Looks like someone enjoys getting fucked," I teased as I gently pulled out.

"I never knew I'd like that at all," Knox said, standing up. I turned him around to face me, and pushed the hair out of his eyes to see his entire face. He was panting slightly, but not like he'd run a marathon. I grabbed his head, and pulled our faces together so I could kiss him. He didn't have time to be surprised, and I could feel him trying to move his lower body away from me as our cocks touched. That's one of those straight boy phobias. He's been fucked a few times, jerked off and rimmed, but as soon as his dick touches another guy, it's gay. I grabbed his ass and pulled us into a tight embrace, and kissed him harder before finally letting go.

He just stared at me as soon as we broke apart. "You're really good at that. At both things, actually."

"I've had a lot of experience. Anytime you want to come over to learn more, I'd be happy to be your mentor. I'll fuck this tight little ass anytime you present it."

I handed him a towel from the hamper. He wiped himself clean, and then took care of the mess on the front of the dryer, before handing it back.

"I'm not sure how I'd be able to come over. I'd have to show up with Joel."

"Why?" I asked frowning slightly.

"I'm friends with Joel, and only friends with Blake through association. It'd be hard to explain just coming over here to see Blake, almost impossible to explain why I was only coming over to see you."

"Not necessarily. I'm a psychologist, so just say you were here to talk to me. No one would think twice about it. At least not until they heard you moaning `fuck me harder'," I grinned. "Of course, if Blake found out he'd want to join in, and once he knows you're sexual, he'll be in your pants at every opportunity. That boy could fuck a hundred times a day and still be horny."

"God, Joel would kill me if he thought I was having sex with Blake. He's like a whole different person when he hangs out with Blake. He goes from being Joel, to a droopy eyed puppy. It's really weird. I was even amazed that Joel showed up here today. Didn't expect that he'd do it."

We left the laundry room together, and Knox grabbed the plate of food off the counter that he'd left behind earlier. He mumbled a thanks and took off. Blake approached with his mouth half open, looking at me, and then in the direction that Knox had gone.

"What were you and Knox doing in there?" He asked staring at me like he was trying to probe my mind.

"I was just showing him the washer and dryer. You know boys at that age," I replied, trying to sound parental.

"Yeah, and not one of them even cares, or knows, which one is the washer or dryer. Did you just fuck him?"

"You went there pretty fast. Maybe he just wanted me to rub suntan lotion on him away from everyone."

"Seriously, did you and Knox just have sex? Please tell me that you didn't do Joel," he said looking panicked.

"Blake, I know how important Joel is to you. No one here would go after Joel. However, once you take his virginity, all bets are off."

Blake walked past me and into the laundry room. I followed. He instantly saw the bottle of lube sitting on top of the dryer. He rushed over and picked it up. "I knew it!" He said showing it to me.

Like I've never seen lube before.

Then he grabbed the top towel in the hamper, felt it, and tossed it back. He turned to face me and reached out to unexpectedly grab my dick. He squeezed the shaft and then pressed my pee slit open before wiping it. "Yeah, that's what I thought. You just came," he said showing me the drop on his finger before he stuck it in his mouth.

"What are you a forensic sex detective?" I asked. It's not like I hadn't left clues that a blind, non-gender specific, person could follow.

"You fucked him, didn't you?"

"Blake, buddy," I said putting my arm around him. "Knox is a straight boy."

"And?..." Blake replied looking at me.

"And I've deflowered that tight little ass twice tonight so far!" I bragged. It's a personality flaw. I just have to reveal my conquests.

"I knew it. I saw the look on your faces as you came out. His was like, God I hope no one can tell', and yours was like Yeah, I tapped that!'"

"There were no such looks. You just assumed."

"Why did you go after Knox? What are you up to?" He asked suspiciously.

"I took Knox because the boy needed fucking, and trust me Blake, he looks good with my cock up his ass."

"What about Barrett and Anton? Have you done anything with them?"

"Not yet," I grinned. "Anton will be the easiest, and with the perfect shape of his ass, I should be able to slide up in there nicely. I'm guessing it wouldn't be difficult to take him into the foam or steam room, and get him taking about Sienna to get him worked up.

Blake nodded. "I know. I wish Joel were that horny."

"In his own time, he will be."

"Think he'd change his mind about sex if he watched me bang a couple of his friends?"

"Nope. I think that wouldn't be good at all. I've seen how Joel looks at you, and his facial expressions really change when you start being flirty around anyone. I'd say there's some serious jealousy going on in that mind."

"He is pretty hot though, huh?"

"He is. He's basically you without the sex. Our ideal son," I sighed.

"Shut up! You like how sexy I am."

"See that's what happens when you don't take your medication on time, you start imagining things. I'm glad I'm not you having to deal with this. If Joel was that interested in me, and I had him naked at my pool party, I'd take him into the foam room and dance together. When our bodies were super slippery, and rubbing together, I'd make my move and get him so horny that he'd do anything. After that it would take about two minutes before I had him bent over taking his cherry."

Blake stared at me and blinked twice. "Are you saying that's what I should do today to get Joel?"

"No. I'm saying that's what I'd do if Joel were in love with me. You already got the boy out of his clothes. Seems like sex shouldn't be that far away."

"I also got 100 other boys out of their clothes too," Blake reminded me.

"Yeah, and you've probably already done 20 of them."

"No, this is a sex free party, remember?"

I reached around and slid my hand down the crack of his ass, and poked a finger at his hole, pressing in slightly. I brought my hand up where he could see it. "Sex free, huh? Then why is your ass lubed up, and as loose as the screws on a psych patient?"

"I like to be prepared," he replied.

"You're saying you haven't been getting some action today?" I said almost sarcastically.

"I'm actually sticking to the rules. I'm pretty proud of myself, but I've been paying attention to the guys. I know who needs some future Blake time, and don't forget I also have the sleepover later. I'm saving myself for that."

"If that's the truth, I'm proud of you."

He reached out to take hold of my penis. "In case you're wondering, I've never taken a pounding over the washer or dryer before."

"Sucks to be you then. On spin mode, it's a pretty wild ride. You might want to save that for another day. The upcoming sleepover and all."

"True. True," he nodded as we left the laundry area. No one else was waiting to challenge what I was doing, so it was back to the party. Something in my head was saying that I should go down to the foam room, and see if there was anyone in need of a dance partner.

My body automatically headed in that direction, so I followed it. I was about to head in as I saw an ass I didn't recognize disappearing into the steam room. It was attached to a boy I also didn't recognize. From first glance he looked older with nice broad shoulders and a slender waist. I wondered if he was maybe one of North's football friends, so it would sort of be rude if I didn't go say hello. I moved quickly to get to the steam room before anyone else got to the guy first. I mean before he met anyone else he didn't know.

As I entered, he was alone sitting on the lower level. I sat next to him, but not right against him as that would have seemed a little stalkerish, considering it wasn't crowded.

"Hey," I said casually.

"Hey," he replied back.

Excellent. Formal introductions were over.

"Great party, huh?" He asked.

"I'll say. You ever been to a party like this before?"

"You mean all naked?" He laughed. "No, I can honestly say this is a first."

"So how do you know Blake?" I inquired.

"We're in karate together," he replied.

"That would explain why you're so toned. I thought you might be a football player or something."

"No, I probably would play though if karate didn't take up most of my time. I'm also an instructor there for the younger kids."

"What level are you?"

"Brown belt," he said proudly.

"Nice. I often wondered if you guys end up kicking each other in the nuts sometimes," I asked taking the opportunity to take a look at his package.

"It does happen, but it's usually an accident. I've been nailed a few times, but usually it's one of the smaller kids who can't get their leg high enough on a move."

"Do you wear a cup at all when you train or fight?"

"Not normally," he laughed, and then continued. "I admit I've worn one at times when I train the younger kids. Some are just at the wrong height when they do some moves. One hit I can take, but once the balls are sore, it hurts exponentially if they get smacked again," he admitted.

"I hear you there. Looks like you have enough of a target that you could get hit pretty easily."

He smiled and thanked me, before casually moving his hand across his crotch. Either he was enjoying me hitting on him, and trying to hide his excitement, or he was finding me a bit unnerving, and was hiding it to reduce my interest. "How do you know Blake?" he inquired.

"We're related," I replied as the boy looked at me.

"Yeah, I guess I can see the resemblance. My big brother would never come to something like this with me. Plus, I wouldn't go if he were here anyway. That'd be kinda strange."

"Not really a choice when he throws the party in your house," I grinned.

"Guess that's true," he nodded.

I decide to assume a more relaxed posture, so I leaned back a bit, spread my legs slightly, and fluffed up my nuts. You don't need them crushed when they could come up for air.

"I'm guessing you're gay, huh?" He said suddenly, taking me a bit by surprise.

"What makes you say that?" I asked curiously.

"Oh I dunno. You sat down right beside me when the whole place is empty. You checked out my body, and talked about my junk. Now you're stretched out hoping I'll check you out."

"That obvious, huh?"

"What are you thinking you'd like to do to me?" He asked, turning to stare at me as he removed his hand to expose his entire package. I honestly tried not to stare down at him.

"Seriously?" I asked swallowing hard, while demanding my eyes look at his face and not lower. Fortunately, my peripheral vision is excellent, so I could see both at once.

"Sure. Why not. I'm interested. What is your mind saying you'd like to do to me right now?"

"My mind never knows when to shut up apparently," I said feeling like I should be preparing to put my own hand over my crotch now.

"Seriously, come on. What would you do?"

"Feels like this is the part where I should apologize and leave," I said quickly.

"I'm not trying to set you up. I'm genuinely curious. I'm sure guys have looked at me before, but not as obvious as you, so I'm interested in knowing. What would you do to me if I just said go for it?"

"I'd play with your nipples, and lean in to lick them as I felt your abs, then run my hand down to grab your package. I'd probably want to play with it until you got hard, then I'd drop and blow you until you felt it right down your eyelids," I said as directly, and unemotionally, as I could. I had to move my hand partially over myself at this point.

"That's it? A blowjob?" he said looking disappointed. "You wouldn't wanna pull my legs onto your shoulders, slip your cock inside me, and fuck my brains out until I moan your name? I've been told I have a great ass," he said as he stood up to let me see it before sitting back down.

Someone has a premium subscription to porn. "That is a good-looking ass. If it was available for a good pounding, I certainly wouldn't refuse it. You're cute enough that I'd take you to bed and fuck you so long and hard, that you'd never want anyone else again. You enjoy my 8½ so much that your toes curl, and you blow a load so big that you black out for a split second. Then you'd be back daily begging for more."

"Wow! If my girlfriend wanted me that bad, I'd never leave the bedroom." He stood up, and patted me on the shoulder with one hand, and adjust his nuts with the other. I honestly thought he was about to give me his cock to suck. "Name's Braxton. I'm straight, but damn. I've never had anyone want me that bad before. Thanks for that ego boost! My girlfriend is gonna get screwed stupid tonight as I think about those compliments."

"You're gonna think about me while screwing your girlfriend?" I asked with a grin. "Save the middle man. Screw me right here instead."

"Like I said. I'm straight, but I'm totally flattered. I'll catch you later. With that confidence, I'm sure you'll find some other dude that wants you." He left and I was confused. Was that a win or a loss? Braxton, huh? I guess we'll be investigating that pretty quick. I'll put a team on it. First, we'll find his girlfriend and put her in a shipping container bound for Asia. Then I'll subliminally pump porn sounds into his bedroom at night, followed by crushed Viagra in his water bottles. Then I'd hit on him again and watch for much different results. The perfect plan. How could it go wrong?

I lay out on the bench to enjoy the steam and almost fell asleep; I was so comfortable. I was in that zone where you know you're still awake, but sleep is on the galloping horse coming straight at you while sounds around you are from both worlds. That peace was instantly shattered when two people entered, talking excitedly. I opened my eyes and sat up.

"Ah, the Junior Q advisors in person," I acknowledged, as Brett & Levi sat down on either side of me. "Looks like a lot of your boys showed up today."

"Yeah, about half the JQ, I'd say," Levi acknowledged. "I'm just surprised they've all been able to keep themselves under control."

"Could be Blake's warning that if an orgy broke out at his party, they'd never be invited back to any others," Brett laughed. "And no one wants to be excluded from a Blake party."

"True. That boy doesn't follow his own rules though."

"Technically he has, I think," Brett replied. "I've heard sex being discussed, but in a very un-Blake like way, he said it would have to wait until after the party as he was the host. I heard him inviting guys to sleepover if they want a real sex experience."

I smiled as I listened. "I'm surprised Blake didn't jump on you two as soon as he could?"

"He gave both of us a hug and kiss and thanked us for coming. That's the most reserved I've ever seen him, especially considering the lack of clothes. I will say one thing Justin, you really raised that kid to know what he's doing. He's confident and mature, and I know adults that aren't that good in bed. You should be proud of him."

"We are. Not sure that's something you can brag about at a housewives of Vancouver meeting, but we're happy that he can be himself. The confidence he has will take him a long way in life. Sex is just the bonus."

"Well, he's got confidence alright. Never seen someone who can attract people to him as much as Blake," Levi said as he continued the compliments. "The fact that he's got almost a hundred guys fully naked at a pool party is quite the accomplishment."

"That's Blake for you. I'm just surprised he doesn't have half a dozen of them feeding him grapes, and fanning him."

"That's probably only because he hasn't thought of it. I still remember the stories when you got back from the Amazon. He was pretty proud of the fact that he was being offered up as a prince for the tribe," said Brett.

"He has no idea how close he actually came to being just that," I laughed. "You boys staying for the sleepover?"

"No. We weren't invited, plus I think it's mostly kids around Blake's age, which makes sense."

"Who said I was talking about Blake's sleepover? Colin and I would happily have you in our bed," I said as I reached over and took hold of their junk. "I mean these cocks aren't going to suck themselves."

"That's true," Levi nodded as he moved his hand to rub my chest. "I wish we could stay, but we have plans later tonight. We'd be happy to stay over another time. It's been a while since we all hooked up."

"Too long," Brett added.

"We could have an appetizer in the foam room if you have a few minutes," I offered.

"Are you meaning a quickie between the three of us, or are you thinking of taking a cheese plate in the bubbles before we take that monster dick of yours?"

"Either way is fine by me. Suck on your brother's six incher to keep you focused, while I plow the other one from behind, then we switch."

"Sounds hot to me," Brett laughed. "I sort of miss this humungous cock, although it does take a couple days to recover after it's been up you." He reached over to take hold of it as if he were feeling the weight. It's pretty heavy. Some days I get a sore back lugging all this around.

We moved from the steam room over to the foam and had our quickie. Being twins, the boys were always in sync with each other, which always makes for great sex. We had to be reasonably quiet as we weren't alone in the room, but with the bubbles, others couldn't really see what we were doing. At one point Levi and I were spit roasting Brett, then Levi came behind me and fucked me while I continued inside Brett. I never get tired of these two, although I'm having trouble getting my head around the fact that they're 19 now, and not still the 16-year-olds I'd first met. Once we'd finished our three-way, I kissed the boys and they headed back to the party. Now that they're old enough, I think we should make our triplets on twins video. It'd make more money than Avatar or Titanic. I added that to my list of things to get done eventually, and returned to the party.

I saw Joel heading for the food, so I moved to intercept. No harm in giving him a little advice.

"Hey Joel! Looks like you've gotten comfortable with the whole party concept. How are your friends dealing with it all?"

"About the same, I think. Blake was right about running around naked. At first you're kinda freaking out, hoping something embarrassing doesn't happen, but then it just kinda feels normal."

"I'm proud of you, Joel. On a personal note, I gotta say you're even more adorable without clothes than you are with them. A rare thing. There are probably a lot of guys here that would want to be your boyfriend, especially since they can now see the entire package. Well, not just your package...you know what I mean. Any of them come up and hit on you?"

"I think so. I mean lots of guys I didn't know before came up to say hi, so I'm guessing some of them might have been interested. I'm not really a guy who takes his clothes off just to take his clothes off. I barely get naked in change rooms."

"Then I'm extra proud of you. Did you do it because you wanted to try it, or to not disappoint Blake by not showing up?"

"Maybe a bit of both," he shrugged.

I followed him as we headed down to the pool level, where we found a couple seats. "I know Blake's totally thrilled that you came to his party."

"I almost chickened out, but my friends convinced me that I'd be an idiot not to come."

"Well I'm glad you're here." I was just glad because I finally got to see him naked, but no need to go into that much detail. "It shows real maturity and it sure breaks the ice meeting someone for the first time while naked."

"I wasn't sure I could do it, but it seems like it gets easier the longer you do it," he replied.

"That it does, buddy. You ever hang out with your friends naked like this?"

He chuckled. "No chance."

"Really? Your friends seem pretty comfortable around everyone. I realize you're not the jump into bed just to have sex guy, but you could take a page out of your friend's lessons from earlier. They all seem ready to take anything offered."

He laughed. "My friends are the `talk about jumping into bed to have sex' guys, but if one girl even smiled at them, they wouldn't have a clue."

"Offer to blow them. They get some relief and you get practice. No strings attached and you don't talk about it afterward."

He laughed as if to relieve nervousness. "I don't think my friends would actually let me blow them. They were just being idiots earlier when they said they'd do it just to shut me up about Blake. Most of them are looking for a girlfriend, and I'm pretty sure they'd all want it to be monogamous, just the same as I do."

"Maybe, but I'm willing to bet if they had a situation like yours, only with a girl, they'd jump at the chance."

"Pretty sure they wouldn't."

"Wait here, and I'll go get Knox," I said quickly as I stood up. I didn't give him time to respond, and took off.

I found Knox waiting his turn for the trampoline, which had been non-stop busy since the party began.

"Knox, come talk to me for a minute," I said to him. He followed me away from the group watching the trampolinists.

"Just so you know, I don't think I could take another fuck. My ass is kinda sore from those last ones," he said as he looked at me somewhat suspiciously.

"That's okay, I wasn't planning on it, but there's a lot of party left. Who knows how horny you'll be later," I smiled. "Actually, Joel and I were having a discussion and we wanted your opinion. I figure you're pretty open minded, so you might be the best one of his friends to give feedback."

"Sure," he said as we arrived back to Joel and sat down.

"Joel and I were having a discussion about sex..."

"You two?" Really? Does Blake know?" He said grinning stupidly.

"Shut up!" Joel said quickly, dismissing his friend. "We're not talking about having sex together, just about it in general."

"We've been talking about his dilemma regarding Blake," I explained.

"Joel buddy, I love you, but seriously, go fuck him already," Knox said shaking his head. "We're fuckin' tired of hearing about your reasons why you won't do it."

"That sort of brings us to what we were discussing," I interrupted. "If you were in Joel's situation but straight, what would you do? You have a crush on a girl, but she's with another guy. Would you go hit on her?"

"Probably not," he replied honestly.

"Told you," Joel said quickly, feeling vindicated.

"I'm not done yet," I grinned. "Now what if you knew the girl was a bit of a slut, and would do other guys if they asked, and that her boyfriend was fine with it. Now would you approach her?"

"Maybe. Probably," he said. "I guess I'd have to be really sure the boyfriend was okay with it. I'd totally talk to him in private first. I wouldn't want him to bust in on us and kill me."

"Fair enough. If you knew you had the green light, would you fuck her? Then maybe join in a group thing with all her female friends?"

"Are you nuts? A lesbian orgy? Dude, I'd be there so fast you'd think I'd beamed in. It would take the SWAT team, and a court order to make me leave," he laughed loudly.

"I rest my case," I said looking at Joel.

"What if you wanted her as your girlfriend? Wouldn't you be jealous or crushed that she still was with someone else?" Joel added.

"I dunno. Maybe. But then I'm guessing if the guy was that open about sharing his girlfriend, I'd be into joining them, and dude... a lesbian orgy. Talk about a consolation prize while also being able to do my crush. Sign me the fuck up. Joel, if some chick looked at me the way you and Blake look at each other, I'd have fucked her at the first opportunity, and let her boyfriend take pictures," he laughed.

"But wouldn't you want someone that was just with you, and only wanted you?" Joel asked trying to justify his point.

"Sure, but while we're young I wanna do as many girls as I can before I'm tied down to just one. I think if you start a family, then all your energy should be on that, but before that, I say have as much sex as your dick can handle. That's my fantasy. Being thrown into a giant pit of naked women who want me all night long," he said giving a fake sigh and staring up at the ceiling. "Shit!" He said suddenly and put his hand over his crotch. "Too much thinking. Sorry."

"I don't think you'd really do that though would you?" Joel asked, looking at Knox.

"Do you think casual sex is okay, Justin, or should a person wait until they're in a relationship?" Knox asked. I'm pretty sure that question is just for Joel considering I'd just casually sexed his ass a couple times already.

"Casual sex is fine as long as both parties' consent to it. In fact, that kind of sex can be quite healthy. It gets endorphins charged up, and adrenaline flowing. Increases the heart rate, burns plenty of calories and the orgasm is good for your prostate health. As long as both of you understand it's casual and not relationship sex, it can be one of the most beneficial things you can do. What about you, Knox? You okay with casual?"

"Definitely. I'm fine with casual sex. Of course, I have yet to have any sex," he lied, making sure to avoid eye contact with me. "Right now, I worry that they might not like me when we finally get into bed, or that I'll cum too fast, or do something stupid, like not be able to find the hole properly. You hear about tons of stories like that. I wish they had a sex simulator the same way they have flight simulators."

I laughed. "They do, dude. It's called porn and a blow-up doll, or in some cases, a gay friend. It's a pretty common problem though. Many people feel apprehensive about their first time. Usually, it's over before it starts, and isn't as good as they imagined it would be. Good sex usually takes time," I said.

"How did you do it?" Joel asked.

"I was a bit different. I did someone I'd known for a while, and he was as inexperienced as I was. We learned together, and eventually got really good at it."

"Was he gay or straight?" Joel asked.

"He was gay, but I've helped out plenty of straight boys that wanted to learn things over the years."

"You had sex with straight boys?" Knox asked trying to looked shocked and surprised. Kinda the same look as when I shoved my eight and a half up his tight chute; just without the pain expression.

"Once in a while. Usually, they want to learn how to kiss, or know what a blowjob felt like, or even how to fuck properly. Not that I'd complain. They get to learn how to control themselves so they don't cum in the first five seconds after a girl touches their dick. Plus, they could go in for a kiss with skills, which could impress the girls enough that they'd want him even more." I was laying it on pretty heavy for the two of them, but it's not far from reality.

"Straight boys wouldn't do that," Joel said staring at me. "Would you ever try that, Knox?"

"I've thought about it. More lately since you and Blake talk about gay stuff a lot. At some point I might, just to see what it was like."

"You would?" Joel asked, genuinely shocked.

"Sure. At least in my mind I think I would. Learning sex from another guy has got to be easier than learning sex with a girl. At least the guy's not gonna laugh at you if you do something wrong. A girl would not only laugh, she'd tell all her friends. I think kissing would be tougher. I mean getting a blowjob; you could just close your eyes and pretend it was a girl. Same as fucking. I don't think you'd care as long as you had your dick in a hole," he admitted, again not looking at me at all. This was some serious deep truth, being wrapped in a hypothetical.

"I'm guessing it would depend on the girl too," I added to soften the information Joel was receiving. "If you had a virgin as your first, then you'd both have horrible sex together, and think it was good, so she might not dump you. But if you got some experienced girl, you might be at a disadvantage."

"You're saying I should find another boy who hasn't had sex and we can learn together like you and your friend?" Joel asked. Why does this boy always drive down the dark tunnel? Take the fully lit one, or some find a straight boy who's lit up. That works too.

"You could, sure. That's one option. But if you like a boy who has experience, then I'd work on gaining some experience too, so that when you're ready to ask him to be a boyfriend, you're ready to impress."

"So how, exactly?"

"Dude! Are you totally dense?" Knox replied, sounding frustrated. "He's saying what we've all been telling you, grab some hot guys, fuck their brains out until you know what the hell you're doing. Then go get Blake and rock his shit, dude. We're all super tired of hearing how great Blake is, and how he'd be an amazing boyfriend, or how his hair looks so sexy over his eyes, or how cute he is, or how even his breath gives you goose bumps. Blah, blah, blah. Yeck! Who gives a shit if he has a girlfriend or a boyfriend? If you want him, man up and go get him! If he can't be monogamous like you want, then at least you've got to screw the hell out of your crush. How many guys can say that? Fuck you're a dumb ass. At this point, I'm almost ready to screw Blake myself, just so I can tell you whether he's any good for you or not."

"I accept," a voice behind us said. We turned to see Blake standing there with a big grin on his face.

"How long have you been standing there?" I asked, not at all surprised that the boy walked into a conversation unannounced. It'll be on his tombstone one day. `Blake Nicholas Worthington-Masters. I shoulda knocked.'

He chuckled as he came around in front of us. "Long enough to hear that Knox wants to fuck me. Like I said, I accept. For the record Knox, I'm good and I'd happily prove it. I mean it's kinda my civic duty to help people in need, and if he needs to fuck me, who am I to say no."

"I was being hypothetical," Knox replied looking at Blake standing in front of him. "Do you realize how much it sucks listening to you whine on about Blake? I'd give my left nut to have someone to have sex with me, and you've got your actual crush willing to screw your brains out as much as you want. Fuck you, and fuck you," he said looking at Blake.

"What'd I do?" Blake asked surprised.

"Apparently being so fucking hot and sexy that my boy here can't think without his penis. Blake, I'm straight, but in 30 days if you two haven't fucked, we'll fuck, right in front of Joel. Just so we can end this bullshit."

"Confused," I admitted. "How does Blake having sex with you have anything to do with Joel and Blake?"

"It's the doing in front of him that's key. Joel will be pissed at Blake, which will kill the infatuation, allowing him to find another guy to be his boyfriend."

"I'd never do one of Joel's friends," Blake said quickly, as he looked at me. I'm not sure if that was a warning for me not to do any more friends, or to let me know that he meant he'd never do Joel's friends in front of Joel.

Knox laughed. "Blake, dude. I obviously don't know you as well as Joel, but are you saying that if I got all sexy and shit and threw myself at you, you'd turn me down? That you wouldn't want to have hot wild sex with me," he said trying to sound seductive, but mostly coming across as creepy stalker dude.

"No, I'm saying I'd tell Joel we weren't friends any more, do you for a couple hours, then tell Joel I wanted to be friends again."

Joel actually laughed. "That's such a Blake answer."

You hear the one about where he fake breaks up with Sienna to be able to take Joel's virginity, then dumps him to get back with Sienna. Sound familiar? I wonder if Knox was actually being hypothetical or if he had some lust to have Blake up inside him. I think I'll explore that next time he comes over. I'd enjoy watching Blake take Knox.

"You guys need a drink or anything?" Blake asked, moving on from the conversation.

"I could use a drink," Joel said quickly. "I'll go over with you."

He stood up and I almost chuckled when Blake grabbed his hand. "Justin, Knox, you want a drink?"

"I'm good, thanks," I replied.

"I could use a Coke," Knox told him. "But take your time. No need to rush."

The two guys headed off and Knox just shook his head. "I don't get it. They're doing everything BUT having sex. I'll never understand Joel. I mean they're already naked together. Isn't that like third base or something?"

"No idea, but I'll tell you this, if Joel wasn't crushing so hard on Blake, I'd want him," I said patting Knox's back.

"Speaking of that, you're not gonna tell them what we did, are you?" Knox asked, sounding slightly panicked.

"Of course not. That's your secret to keep or tell as you see fit. I'll be honest. If I wanted Joel that bad, I'd have already had him. I can be pretty persuasive. Just ask my washing machine."

He blushed and went three different shades of red in seconds before returning to normal.

"Actually, my end game would be watching Blake and Joel taking turns fucking your tight little ass. Now THAT would be a fun night, followed by Blake and you sharing Joel until he has no reservations about casual sex. Nothing says good friends like being fuck buddies."

"Straight guys don't do that," he said quickly.

"Says the guys who's been fucked several times just today," I said lowering my voice. "Straight boys do whatever their penises tell them to. It's just how guys are wired. I mean you just saw two other straight boys, North and Sawyer getting nailed, and I know of at least two others that got blowjobs today."

"Point taken. So complicated," he said shaking his head as Joel and Blake returned with the drinks and sat back down.

"What's complicated?" Joel inquired.

"You," Knox blurted out. "Justin and I were talking about you and Blake. He'll have sex with anyone. No offense Blake..."

"How would THAT be offensive?" Blake grinned, as Knox continued. I think he was frustrated at Joel by this point.

"You're stuck on only doing him AFTER you become boyfriends. Never gonna happen dude," Knox said bluntly. "I'm straight, and even I know that."

"It might," Joel said quietly, as if knowing that Knox was telling the truth. "Sorry Blake. He's being a douche."

"It's all good. We see thing from different sides of the same coin. It's the same with me and Knox. I like head, he likes tail," Blake giggled.

"I think that's heads and tails, not head and tail," I corrected, knowing exactly where Blake's mind was.

"Hey you do you buddy," he replied. "Joel, we've talked about this stuff before, so it's not exactly a secret. Like I said, I can't see myself being monogamous, and you can't currently see yourself in an open relationship. It's how it is. For now, we're bromo's. If you ever want to move around the bases one day, I'm already on home plate waiting."

"Waiting, lubed up, and bent over, specifically," I added just to class it up a bit. Do you think we can use something other than sports analogies? It's confusing if you don't know the sport very well. Like every time I hear short stop now, I think of some little person having sex in the middle of a field, and don't even get me started with a grand slam, pitcher's mound, or catcher's box.

"I would totally feel creeped out if I saw my boyfriend having sex with other guys," Joel admitted.

"I'd be the same," Knox admitted. "I'd totally be creeped out seeing your boyfriend having sex." He chuckled at his own joke.

"Joel, apart from a blond, narcissistic, outgoing, blunt, overbearing, sexual egotist, what type of guy would you look for in a boyfriend?" I asked as I formulated a plan.

"Wait, hold up," Blake said loudly. "What's narcissistic again?"

"You love yourself obsessively," I replied.

"Thought so. Carry on," he said sitting back with a smile.

"Just Blake, really," Joel replied.

Knox laughed. "Every time. Every fucking time! I'll admit Blake has personality for days."

"Props," Blake nodded as he knuckle bumped Knox.

"I mean the guy even looks like you, so maybe you should just stand in front of a mirror and date yourself," Knox continued.

"Shut up," Joel said pushing his friend slightly.

"Seriously though, Joel. I barely know Blake, but even I know he's never gonna just have sex with one guy exclusively. I mean fuck, look at this party. Who do you know could throw a naked party for a hundred people, and have everyone show up and participate? I'm guessing if he threw the same party with girls, he'd be just as successful. By the way, Blake, it you ever DO have that kind of party, I'll be happy to come over and help out any way you need. Maybe I could run the suntan lotion booth."

"I'll add you to the guest list. Can't guarantee that it'll only be girls grabbing for you though. Just saying."

"Noted and acceptable," Knox grinned. "Let me in to a party with a hundred naked girls, and I'll sleep with you for a week...at least."

"Not to self. Plan a party with 100 naked girls. Invite Knox, and clear calendar for a week," Blake said grinning.

I laughed loudly. "I thought you said you barely knew Blake. Joel, assuming Blake didn't exist, what type of characteristics would you look for in a boyfriend?"

"I've never really thought about it much, but I think he'd have to be outgoing, athletic, honest, kind, and smell good. He should have the kind of eyes that show excitement, not dead eyes that look like he's bored all the time. He'd have to want to be with me, as much as I wanted to be with him, and he should be a good kisser. I think kissing is important. He should also be super comfortable holding hands in public, and not be in the closet or anything. He'd be someone I'd enjoy looking at, both with clothes and without, and he should want us to be equal in our relationship."

Knox fell backwards on the cushions laughing loudly. "Holy shit! That's the type of guy you want when you haven't thought about it? Please let me know what the hell it'll look like when you do think about it. Fuck I think about getting a girlfriend all the time, and so far all I've come up with is big boobs, and maybe long blonde hair, although that's optional if she has the first one to my satisfaction."

"Said every straight guy ever," I laughed, before looking at Joel again. "Sounds like you have some specific ideas of what you'd like. Would you want an experienced or inexperienced boy?"

"Ideally, I would go with inexperienced, so we learn new things together. I know what you're gonna say. Blake is super experienced. That's okay as everything else about him is perfect." He paused and looked directly at Blake. "Every time I see him, I just want to hold and smell him for days."

"Awww, thanks Joel," Blake said leaning in to give him a hug. "Same. But keep talking like that, and I'm gonna need some ice, stat."

"You have it bad, buddy," Knox said patting Joel on the back. "I can't even feel bad for you, dude. Sounds like if you ever wanted to really get laid all you have to do is ask, and he's up your pooper in seconds. I'd kill for a girl that was that easy."

"Gross. Shut up!" Joel said to his friend.

"Yeah, gross. Shut up, Knox," Blake mimicked. "I'd take way longer than a few seconds. You gotta work that hole, open him slowly before you drive into the pleasure cave and fuck his brains out."

"What if I introduce you to someone who I think might be a good potential boyfriend. You could get to know him and see where it goes," I offered.

"That's not a good idea. I wouldn't want Blake to think I didn't like him anymore, or be jealous," Joel replied quickly.

"Dude, I'd never think that. Unless you told me you didn't like me anymore," Blake reasoned. "If you want an exclusive boyfriend, I say go for it and see what it's like. If you changed your mind and wanted sex with me later, I'd still be into it. Nothing says we can't still be bromo's while you're dating."

"I'd feel like I was cheating if I got a boyfriend, and we were still being bromo's," he replied.

"Joel, dude," Blake said putting his arm around his buddy. "I'm not saying this is the answer, but if I were you trying to get some guy, I'd be offering him so much sex that he didn't have time for anyone else. I'd rock his fucking world day and night until he didn't even know other people existed."

Knox laughed. "Dude, why can't you be a chick? I'd be with you so much you'd think you'd been taken hostage."

"Hey, I could jump into a bra and panties and we could see how it goes," Blake laughed.

"Please tell me you don't actually have a bra and panties," I said.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" he smirked.

"No. No, I wouldn't," I replied while shaking my head. "You guys keep talking. I have someone in mind that you might like to meet, Joel. I'll be right back."

Before he could reply, I went in search of the boy I had in mind. I found him hanging with some of the Junior Q members. "Hey Cade, how's the party going?"

"Great. I've eaten so much food, I think I might explode," he grinned as he came over to me.

"Well, please don't do that. Body parts are a bitch to get cleaned up properly. Hey, I was meaning to ask you, do you have a boyfriend yet?"

"I'm working on it."

"Would you be interested in meeting someone who might make a good boyfriend?"

"Not right now. I think I'm gonna focus on this new boy I met, and see where it goes."

"Fair enough. Enjoy the party."

I quickly turned to my second choice, who was originally my first choice, but then Cade bumped him down to second. Now he's first again. See, my mind is always this super logical. He wasn't far a way, so I made a beeline for him. He was standing near Hawk and Asher. I had to move fast, or this boy would be next one on the bed upstairs with Asher on top of him.

"Hey Tyger. Looks like you've been getting some sun. Don't forget to use lots of suntan lotion, or sensitive parts may get burned."

"Hey. Justin? Right?"

"Right. You have a one in three chance of getting us correct. You enjoying the party?"

He nodded. "Yeah, this is the wildest party I've been to in my entire life."

"You handling the naked guys okay?"

His head spun to stare directly at me. "I'm not handling them," he said quickly. "Blake said this was a no sex party."

I laughed. "I just meant are you handling all these cute boys being naked around you. You see any that you think are cute?"

"Lots. Like I figured Blake would be popular and everything, because he's this super cool celebrity and all, but this is crazy."

"That it is. I never asked you before, but do you have a boyfriend?"

"No. I'm looking though. It's tough because I don't know any gay guys at my school, and I haven't fully come out yet."

"If you did have a boyfriend, would you want monogamy, or an open relationship?"

He shrugged. "I dunno. I guess I'd be okay with either depending on what the other guy would like. Fooling around with new guys or friends is fun, but I think if it were the right guy, I could go monogamous."

"I'd like to introduce you to someone if that's cool," I said with a giant internal smile, and a casual outer smile.

"Sure. Totally cool."

I took him by the hand and led him over to Joel. "Guys, this is Tyger. Tyger, Joel and Knox, and of course you already know Blake."

"Hi," they said acknowledging each other.

"Knox is the straight friend, and Joel is the gay one. Thought you two might like to meet, and get to know each other. Full disclosure, Joel has a big crush on Blake and is into monogamy."

"Ouch!" Tyger said quickly.

"Ouch?" Joel questioned.

"Yeah, I mean I haven't been friends with Blake that long, but I already know he likes to do...ummm...I mean he doesn't seem like the monogamy type. Seems like you two would be polar opposites."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Blake grinned.

"It means you're a bit of a slut, Blake. In a good way, though," I clarified.

"Rude," Blake replied. "A bit? That's understating my awesomeness."

"I think both of you are looking for boyfriends right now. You should discuss strategies and see if you can come up with ideas to help each other," I suggested, getting a quick stare from Blake. "Knox, Blake, why don't we leave these two to talk. Didn't you two have plans and bets to take care of?" I teased, making sure Joel saw me pat Knox's ass for effect. Tyger sat down to talk to Joel, who never stopped looking at Blake the entire time. In hindsight maybe it was a bad idea to suggest that Blake and Knox might be going off to have sex. Apparently, Knox had the same thought as we got out of Joel's earshot.

"God, now Joel thinks I'm going off to make out with Blake."

"I'm okay with that," Blake added with a grin, looking down at Knox's penis for emphasis. Then he looked back at me. "Think it'll work?"

"Will what work?" I asked.

"Getting Tyger and Joel together. Think they'll hook up?"

Knox looked over at the two guys sitting talking. "Is that what that was? You're trying to get them together?"

"Hey, I just introduced them. What happens after this is up to them. I mean they're both gay and looking for boyfriends. As far as I know Tyger has only had sex once, and Joel is still a virgin. Maybe they'll find they have something in common."

"That Tyger guy told you he'd had sex before? No way I'd tell some random dude I'd done it," Knox said.

"No, Blake told me," I smiled.

"Yeah, Tyger asked for an autograph after I'd filmed a video one day, and shortly afterward I took his virginity. He's even more of a fan now," Blake bragged.

Knox laughed. "Dude, how many guys HAVE you had sex with?"

"Today, or ever?"

"Ever."

Blake shook his head. "I have no idea dude. Could be a hundred by now. I don't keep track of them."

"Normally, I'd call bullshit on a guy for that answer, but since we're all at a naked party, I'm thinking maybe you're exaggerating a bit, but probably not by much. I'll should go see how the other guys are doing. Catch up with you later."

"Maybe in the lau..." Blake began to say before I clamped a hand over his mouth, and he began giggling. I walked him over the food table.

"Seriously? Let's keep the fact that you know that to ourselves, shall we?"

"Not a chance. Now that I know he enjoys anal, the first chance I get, the big eight is driving up inside that."

"Today would be the wrong day for that. How about you take the big eight millimetres and go check on the rest of your guests."

"Eight inches. Not millimetres, Dad. Should I go do anything to help Tyger and Joel hook up?" he asked.

I glanced back to Joel and Tyger who were still talking. A good sign for sure. "No. Let them just get to know each other at their own speed."

"Makes sense. I guess if Tyger likes Joel, and doesn't get any action, he can always come talk to me and I could give his blue balls some relief. Catch you later, Dad. Party guests await."

I ran into Alex moments later. "I haven't seen your youngest around lately. Did they get tired of the party?"

"No, we put all the little kids in the twin's room with a movie to slow them down. We may have overshot as they're all asleep in a pile on the floor," He laughed. "Wanna go have a look?"

We headed to the other house and up to their bedroom. The movie was still playing as we entered quietly. The six little boys were all curled up on a couple bean bag chairs fast asleep. It was hard to tell where one boy started and the other ended, but they were certainly cute. It was even harder trying to tell them apart. I mean the other two boys were the `twins' I'd met earlier. I almost laughed out loud as I thought about how cute that was, especially considering they looked nothing alike and had different skin colour. The fifth was Titan, Razor's youngest brother, and the last boy was Toby. He seemed to have fit in perfectly with everyone. Alex put a blanket over all of them, and we left to go back to the party.

"Now that's a sugar crash," I laughed.

"The only trouble is that as soon as they wake up, they'll be right back at the junk food, and hyper mode will return."

"Lucky you," I said giving him a side hug. "How's James doing?"

"He's having fun with the guys. He's been making friends with Storm and all of J.J.'s friends. It's like they've known each other for years."

"At that age, it doesn't take much to be friends. No preconceived parameters. Wish we never lost that as we got older."

"No shit, right. Kids just accept each other unconditionally at that age. Then they become teenagers and start judging. God help anyone who doesn't have the right number of followers on Tik Tok or Instagram. By the way, how many you got now?"

I laughed. "Sorry. Zero. I'm not really a social media guy. I think J.P. has like 80,000 or something, so I'll say I have that many too. Not like anyone would know it isn't me."

We returned to the main party and Alex took off to make sure his other kid wasn't trying to do something he wasn't supposed to. I wouldn't even dream on checking on Blake for that, as I'd have 90% chance of actually catching him.

I met Tyger on the stairs as he was heading down to the pool, and I was heading up to the main floor. "How'd you and Joel get along?"

"Yeah. He's a great guy. We've got a couple things in common which is nice. Taste in music and movies for one. Plus he loves rollercoasters."

"That sounds good. Any potential for more between the two of you?"

"I'm not sure. We talked a bit about that, but he's 100% monogamous and believes that sex should only happen once you get to know the guy really well and develop feelings. He's into kissing and PDA though, which is nice. Lots of guys our age don't want anyone to know."

"I thought you said you'd be okay with a monogamous relationship," I said feeling my heart sink a bit. Joel may never get laid with these hard-line parameters.

"I am, but I'd still like sex in that relationship. No way I'd want to wait several months, or maybe longer to get laid. That'd just be cruel torture, especially now that I've tried sex. Maybe if I hadn't learned how good it was I could wait, but I kinda want to get laid a lot now."

I laughed. "That's usually how it goes. Did you tell Joel that?"

"I hinted...sort of. I asked him if he'd consider letting his boyfriend have like a weekly pass to go have sex with someone until he was ready for sex, and then become monogamous."

"That's an interesting compromise. I sort of like it. What did he say?" I asked, pretty sure I knew the answer already.

"He said he probably wouldn't like that idea as he'd be worried his boyfriend might like the other guy more since they were putting out. He seemed pretty clear that monogamy meant just him and his boyfriend. I think he just needs to get laid, and then he'll change his mind about sex. I know I did."

"Might be a good topic of conversation. Did you get along well enough to be friends?"

"I think so. I'm gonna hang out with him and his other friends tomorrow, so we'll see how it goes. The only bad thing about dating is that it's expensive. Just going for burgers could run you over $20. Toss in a movie and some popcorn, and you dropped a hundy. Who pays, or do we just share?"

"Never been on a date before?" I asked.

"No. Just guys hanging out and everyone pays for their own shit."

"I live by the belief that for dates, whoever asked the other out pays, but it's pretty much up to you guys. Maybe agree to share for now until you decide if you want to define your relationship further. I'll text you a hundred bucks so you can make the first move."

"Just curious. Why are you trying to hook Joel and I up? I thought he had a crush on Blake."

"He does, but it's not going to go anywhere. Joel seems like an amazing guy, and I'd hate him to put his life on pause because of Blake. You know if things go well between you and Joel, and you need to get laid while you wait for him to come around to the idea, stop over here. I know for a fact any one of us would have sex with you, and keep it to ourselves."

"Really? Maybe I could just be friends with Joel and not agree to be his boyfriend until he was ready for sex. That might work. Could I have sex with anyone here?"

"I'm sure if you asked, it'd be unlikely you'd get a no."

"That's cool. You know what one of my fantasies is?" Tyger asked staring into my eyes.

I took a shot. "Sex with triplets?"

"How'd you know?" He asked looking genuinely shocked, as if I were reading his mind.

"Because every guy has that fantasy," I laughed.

"Makes sense, I guess. I also want to do all the guys in the cast of Blake's show. That would be pretty hot too."

"Again, just ask. Maybe that's something Blake could set up for you. I'll be honest Tyger, I hope that you and Joel do become boyfriends at some point. I agree with you that Joel probably just needs to get laid to see how much fun it is. Then he'll be begging for you and Blake to do some group stuff on a regular basis."

"That'd be hot. Ummm, so if I asked you for sex at some point, would you maybe want to?" He asked, obviously nervous.

I put my arm partially around him and patted his firm ass. "I'd enjoy that a lot, Tyger. Today isn't the right day, obviously, but come around any other time," I assured him, and for emphasis, I patted his ass again.

"Thanks," he stammered slightly as he moved his arm over his crotch. "I think I should go hit the pool for a bit."

"Good idea," I nodded as he took off at a reasonably fast pace. I like Tyger, but would I actually do him? Probably not as I want him to really focus on Joel and see if they can become boyfriends. That'll help Joel become sexual, and then I can do them both at once, and not just selfishly take Tyger by himself.

The party began to wind down with many boys getting dressed to head out. They all looked exhausted. I guess a full day out in the sun will do that to you. I have a strange feeling that a few of them will have mild heatstroke and sun burns tomorrow. I'm hoping that none of the boys have to explain why their asses are burnt. At puberty and beyond, they'd rather deal with it than show their moms, but the younger ones might complain. I think we did a pretty good job on watching to make sure they weren't starting to fry though.

It didn't take long before we were down to just the groups of guys that were sleeping over. I grinned to myself as I saw Troy and Porter heading back to the suite with Ben, Razor, Cole, and Arden. I had half expected Stone and Colton to stay, but they said they promised to go home as they had Ryan with them.

J.J. had Karl, Robbie, and Pierce, staying over, and with James and his two friends, Ron and Theo, it was quite the group hanging out in J.J.'s room. Colin and I stopped by to make sure the kids were settling down for bed. At that age, they sometimes forget to sleep unless they're told. Staying up late for sleepovers is seen as something `adult', so they enjoy it more. We knocked and entered to find four of the boys lying face down on the bed playing video games, while the others had dragged out sleeping bags and were lying randomly on the floor where they could watch.

"Now there's a sight," I teased. Four cute little butts side by side."

"Hi Justin, Colin," J.J. said looking up at us.

"You boys all settled in for the night?" Colin asked.

"Yeah. We're just playing video games," Robbie replied. "Do we each need to be in our own bed, or can a bunch of us sleep on the huge bed?"

"Sleep wherever you want, just make sure you get some sleep. Last thing we'd need is to have your parents complain because you can't stay awake all day. Oh, and for the record the naked part of the party is over, so if you want to put clothes on you can."

"But we don't have to, right?" Karl asked.

"Up to you."

"We'd probably only do that if we get cold," J.J. reasoned, "But if we all sleep in the same bed, it'll be pretty warm."

"Just actually get some sleep," Colin reminded them. "Goodnight boys."

They returned the good night and returned to their video game.

"Sleepovers everywhere," I said as I put my arm around Colin's waist. "A pile of wild teenagers in the media room and a preteen video game sleepover up here."

"As well as the group session in Troy's suite," Colin grinned.

"Another successful society event at the Worthington-Masters grotto," I grinned.

"Okay, Hugh," he said kissing me. "Shall we go to bed? ADAM, lock house for the evening."

The ding sounded and we heard the windows and door close and lock. Don't you love high tech houses? God help us if ADAM ever gets pissy at us for something. He knows too much...

We got to the master bedroom and I stopped at the door, letting a grin take over my face. Colin just looked at me as he put his arm around my waist. "Didn't think you were ready to go to sleep just yet."

"You thought right. Looks like they got started without us," I noted, as I watched Dimitri with Brett & Levi. "I thought you two had plans tonight?"

"We changed them. This seemed like it would be more fun. You don't mind do you?" Brett asked.

"Hell no. But you realize we're never getting to sleep, right?"

"I hope not. We haven't hooked up with you guys in ages, so we're making up for it. Plus, have you seen this cock?" Levi asked as he held Dimitri's erection upright to show it off before they both leaned in to lick it like a Dimitri flavoured lollipop.

I'll spare you the details, because it's just sex, and that can get really boring to hear about after a while. Now for clarification, to be in the middle of it certainly isn't boring. Because Dimitri was the new flavour of the day, he got used more than the rest of us, but once we finally fell asleep, we knew every inch of his body inside and out. We'd also had a chance to try out the twins again. They were both 19 now, and certainly had more skills than when we'd met them at 16. If this had been a gaming session, we could easily say they'd leveled up a lot. I'd consider the night a success.

Brett and Levi ended up leaving early, and for some reason took Dimitri with them. I still had plans for him. We were going to play cowboy. Oh well, next time I'll remember to lasso him much earlier. I saw the guys off and then strolled into the kitchen for some water. I felt like I had a hangover, but I think it was just dehydration from all the activity throughout the night.

I paused to look at the mess the house was in. Somehow in my head, I imagined that the overnight elves would have come in and cleaned it all, but no, it was still a disaster. I would have turned around and gone back up to bed to try again later, but I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. Blake was approaching, almost looking like he was sleepwalking.

"Good morning. How'd the sleepover go?"

"Good. It could have used more sleep, but other than that it was good."

"How many guys ended up staying?"

"Nine. Cory, Greg, Tanner, Vance, Griffin, Tyger, Warren, Everett, and Cade.

"That's quite the different mix of guys. Did Cory and Tanner participate or just watch the movie while the rest of you fooled around in front of them?"

"No, they participated," Blake grinned. "Jealous that I got Tanner?

"Maybe a little. How'd you convince him to stay over?"

"I told him that I was having girls over today who were gonna be pretty wild. He asked if he could be invited to that party. I told him that it was only for guys who slept over, and were into both guys and girls."

"And that's all it took? I should have thought of that," I said, actually super jealous as I'd take Tanner to bed in a second.

"He wasn't really sure about it as he asked if he could just come back today to meet the girls. I told him that anyone who was at that party had to be comfortable with both sexes. I think he gave in when I told him that it wouldn't just be boys having to do boys, he'd see girls do girls too."

"How far did he let you go with him?"

Blake just grinned. "How badly do you want to know? Want details about how good he is?"

"Not if this is gonna be some sort of Blake extortion," I said as I recognized that scheming look on his face. I recognize it well, as I think he gets it from me.

"Of course not. I'll tell you because I know it'll make you super horny to hear the details of how good he is."

"You're a sadistic little bastard, aren't you," I chuckled.

"How about this? I'll ask Tanner to have sex with you, if you have sex with Sienna while I get to watch."

"Blake, that's disturbing on so many levels. First, there's no way I'd want my dick inside a vagina. Second, I thought you told your friends that if I screwed your girlfriend, you'd need to disinfect her."

"I just said that for their benefit. Sienna keeps pestering me to convince you to have sex with her."

"You do realize that if I did, she'd be expecting it regularly. We both know that she's gonna enjoy sex with me more than you, right?"

"Not in this lifetime or a thousand others," he laughed. "But you keep telling yourself that."

"And lastly, doesn't Sienna have a rule that she's not gonna screw anyone until they've done you as well?"

He grinned. "Yeah? So? Think how wet that'd make her if she watched us do it. Then we both do her. It'd be like a bucket list event for her. Put our dicks together and watch her stretch that pussy wide as she took us."

"Sorry Blake. I may be kinkier than most guys, but this is one line I'm not crossing. If I want Tanner, I'm pretty sure I could get him on my own."

"Okay, boomer!" He laughed as he patted me on the back. Again with the boomer comment. Fuck, I'm two generations past that. How many times do I have to tell the boy that we're both Gen Z. If he wants to throw shade he should attack Colin, as he's the only millennial in the house by a couple years. I'll show him boomer as I screw Tanner right in front of him, while Tanner moans my name.

"Is everyone still sleeping?" I asked changing the subject.

"No. They're all up"

As if on cue, the boys all rolled out of the media room, looking like they hadn't slept in a week. They were all now wearing their underwear, with a couple having donned shirts as well. I guess the party requirements ended sometime during the night. I admit I was most surprised to see Everett as he walked by and gave me a head nod.

"What're we having for breakfast, Blake," he said with his standard gruffness.

"We can make pancakes and bacon if everyone wants that. Or cereal, toast, and jam. Pretty much anything."

"Can you make blueberry waffles?" Everett asked.

"Sure." Blake shrugged. "We have blueberries. Chocolate chips too."

They set about making breakfast while they talked.

"Good to see you getting along with the guys, Everett," I said to him as he downed orange juice. "Did Mac stay over with James, J.J., and the other guys?"

"No, he's too young to stay over at places my parents don't know. I took him home and came back."

"Your parents are okay with you staying with someone you just met?"

"Probably not, but I told them I was staying at my friend's place. I told them they owed me for looking after Mac all day. They think he was at a friend's birthday party."

"You're the master negotiator, I'll give you that," I nodded. "Did you have fun with the guys all night?"

"Meh, it was okay. I'm looking forward to the girls coming over. Blake said they'd put out and I kinda wanted do that, so I stayed over. Never been with a girl before, so it should be fun, right Blake?"

"Damn right, Ev," Blake nodded. "You'll be able to brag at school that you did half a dozen chicks this weekend."

He just shrugged. "They wouldn't believe me, but it's not like I give a shit what they think. I'll know I did it and that's all that matters."

"Girls will know you did it too," Griffin laughed. "Don't worry dude, I've never done a girl either, so we're both in the same boat. It's so weird though. I had my first sex experience with Blake and his boyfriend, now I'm going to get to do his girlfriend."

Blake just grinned. "Hey, what can I say, I like to share."

"When are the girls supposed to arrive?" I asked.

"Noon," Blake replied. "We figured we needed time to sleep in and get cleaned up first."

"Yeah, girls don't like guys that smell bad," Vance added. "After being in the sun all day and then piled in the media room overnight, none of us are smelling that great."

"It's melon odour," Blake said quickly. "It can cause skin cancer from too much sun."

I stared at Blake who was being confidently incorrect around his friends. "I think it's called Melanoma," I told him.

"Duh. That's what I said," he nodded. "Oh Dad, don't worry about the mess. The cleaners will be here at one to clean this up. It's not too bad though," he said looking around.

"Not too bad if we'd been shelled by missiles," I nodded sarcastically.

"Once we're done breakfast, we're gonna pick up a lot of the cups and plates and stuff so that the girls don't think we're total slobs. Then we'll grab showers. We figured we should look our best. How'd your sleepover go, Dad?" He smirked.

"Mine was fine. How about yours?"

"Epic. You want the tea?"

"No thanks, but if you made coffee, I'll have that," I said too tired to really pay attention. Some of the guys gave a small laugh at my response.

He laughed. "I'm not offering you tea, Dad, it means do you want to know the details?"

"Not right now Blake. My head couldn't handle it. How many girls are going to be here?"

"At least five. Hopefully more, but I guess we'll see when they get here."

"Well first, even in this sort of setting, no means no. Even if you're in the middle of something and the permission changes, you stop. Is that crystal clear, boys?" I said sternly. This is important parenting. Their tiny teenage brains are still developing, so as an adult, if you're going to allow an orgy in your house during a naked party, you have to make sure everyone is safe. I don't even mind chaperoning.

They all quickly acknowledged that they understood.

"Second, is that under no circumstance do any of you have sex, or even think about sex with a girl, without wearing a condom. I don't care if the girl says she's on the pill, has her tubes tied and is wearing an IED, you wear a condom. Even if she suggests you could just go in the backdoor, you wear a condom."

"Uhhh...Justin? I think girls have IUD's not IED's," Griffin announced.

"What's the difference?" Everett asked.

"An IUD is to prevent a girl getting pregnant, an IED is an explosive device."

"Ooops. Shows how much I know about women," I laughed.

"I have an IED, right here in my pants," Blake laughed. "Wait `til it explodes. There'll be mass casualties."

"Yeah, of a million sperm dying in your condom," Cory laughed, getting a round of laughter from the boys.

"Why would we need a condom to do a girl in the ass?" Blake asked frowning slightly. "We don't need one where we're boning a guy."

"True, but if you cum in a girl's ass and pull out, there's a possibility that when sperm starts leaking out, it could run into the vagina, and next thing you know you're sitting in math class holding a baby on your lap."

"The sperm gets out and goes, `hey, boys! We went the wrong way. The entrance is over here. Follow me," Vance joked waving his hand to match the audio.

"But seriously, there are no negotiations on this. I'd even go so far as to say that if you get a boner at all, slap a condom on, just in case. I know some of the girls may be on the pill," I said looking directly at Blake, "but they are only 95% effective. Don't risk that last 5% for 30 seconds of fun. Do you all know how to put a condom on?"

"We learn that in school," Cory replied.

"Which is a good start, but have any of you not actually put one on yourself before?" I clarified.

I've worn one before," Cory added.

"Me too," Blake said as well.

"It might be a good idea to try putting one on before the girl's arrive, so that if the opportunity for sex arises, you won't have to get out an instruction manual."

"Shit, last thing I'd want is a girl to think I don't know what I'm doing," Everett said quickly.

"You don't know what you're doing," Cory teased. "You said you've never been with a girl before, right?"

"So, I still know lots about sex. I think I proved that last night," he said to defend himself.

"Did you boys know that condoms actually come in different sizes?" I said increasing their education.

"No, but I've actually cum in different condoms," Blake laughed.

"They do?" Tanner asked. "I thought you just unrolled them down your penis until they were the size you wanted."

"That's part of it, but for boys with larger penises, either in length or girth, you'd need larger so they're more comfortable. Are any of you over 7 inches long when fully erect?"

They all pointed at Blake. I laughed. "Okay, other than Blake. Anyone?"

"No. I think they're all under 7, Dad. Tanner's pretty close though. I think his might be fatter too."

"That why you should always try on your protection before going into battle," I said with a smile.

"Could you show us what to look for? Maybe let us try the different types to see what they feel like?" Vance asked boldly.

"That's a good idea," Blake said quickly. "Wait here. I'll go get some. We've got tons. Get boners boys, or this isn't going to work."

He rushed off upstairs.

"One of the biggest mistakes guys make once they're finished is they pull out too fast, and occasionally lose the condom," I warned.

"Like lose it inside the girl's vagina?" Everett asked sounding horrified. "How do you get that out after that?"

"You gotta use your fingers and go get it, but more importantly you have a gigantic risk of the sperm leaking out, and you know what that leads to?"

"We're back to holding a baby in math class?" Cory grinned. "As if math wasn't tough enough already."

He got the required round of laughs.

"Exactly," I said to him. "When you're done, reach down and hold the top of the condom securely at the base of your shaft and pull back slowly. Once you've separated, ease the condom off and tie it closed."

"If you pull the condom off too close to her, could sperm jump into her vagina?" Everett inquired.

I wanted to laugh and tell him they weren't fleas, but since it was a serious question, I answered it as such. "No, there has to be actual contact for the sperm to move, but you want to be far enough away so that if you slip when taking the condom off that there's no chance of an accident."

Blake returned as fast as he'd left and dumped a pile of condoms on the table. "Black ones are extra large, red and blue are regular size. That unwrapped one is Justin size," said lifting it up for the guys to see, causing them all to break into loud laughter.

"Just so you guys aren't confused by Blake's hilarious sense of humour, that is called a finger cot from the first aid kit. It is not a condom for any penis."

"My brother could wear this," Everett chuckled. "He's about that size."

"Again, not a condom. Not designed for sex," I repeated. I'm not sure if it would be or not, but as I see it, if your penis is that small, you probably aren't ready for sex just yet.

"Who wants to go first and try one on?" Blake asked, looking around at the guys.

"I think you should Blake, since both you and Cory said you were familiar with how to do it," I suggested.

"Okay, me and Cory will demonstrate at the same time. Then you guys can try," Blake shrugged as he pushed his underwear down and kicked them aside. "First rule of condoms is we need a boner to put it on. Who wants to suck me off?"

"Blake," I warned.

"It's kinda difficult to get a boner with you in the room, Dad."

"Since when? That thing is hard more than it's soft when you're running around the house."

"Since you look up causes of erectile disfunction in Wikipedia and a picture of you is one of the top three reasons," he said issuing a sick burn that his friends liked. Well played.

Blake and Cory had been stroking their penises while talking and were pretty much fully erect. Blake grabbed two different condoms and handed one to Cory. The other four boys watched closely as the condoms were applied to each penis.

"It's that simple, boys," Blake announced when they were done.

"They look so weird when they're on someone," Vance commented, with the others making various comments about how squished the penises looked.

"Guys, and not to insult Blake or Cory at all, but there are some things to watch out for when putting a condom on. Make sure you're careful with it even when opening. Last thing you want to do is puncture a hole in the condom at any time. Open the package slowly with only your fingers. Ideally not teeth or scissors. Notice the difference between the condoms?" I said moving over to Blake. "This one has been pulled tight over the head of the penis, whereas Cory's is a little looser, leaving a bit of a bubble at the tip."

"That's because I'm bigger and use up more condom," Blake announced.

"Technically, sure," I replied, "but that's why you are using a larger condom." I took hold of his shaft and gripped the tip of the condom to pull it forward, adding the bubble to the tip. "You want that part loose like that. It's designed that way for a reason. When you cum, you want a place for it to go. Without that small bubble, the cum will squish down the sides of the condom, which is not where you want it."

"Would it squeeze all the way out?" Tanner inquired.

"Usually no, but again, if you forget to hold it when you pull out, there's a higher probability of leakage. It may look stupid with the little tip like that. But it makes it better when you cum."

"Cool. I didn't even know that. If the girls weren't coming over, I'd jerk off so I could see how much it fills up. If you make a lot, should you leave even a bigger tip?" Griffin commented.

"Not usually. Maybe if you haven't cum in a week, but normally just like that is enough."

"Okay guys, everyone grab a condom and give it a try. Oh, the tricky part, especially if it's dark is knowing which way it goes on. One way will roll easily, the other won't," Blake said to them.

Once again the clothes came off as the boys each grabbed a condom. They got themselves hard before opening the condoms. Blake gave them pointers on how to tell which was way the correct way to unroll them, and the wrong way. From there they watched each other put condoms on. It's one thing to see a hundred naked boys running around, but it's a whole different sensation seeing ten boys with erections gathered together.

They took their time checking each other out. They even went so far as to take hold of each other to see how different a handjob felt while wearing a condom. They all agreed that it felt better without one. It was repeated to them that better or not, any sex with a girl required they wear one. Once they were done, they practiced removing the condom and tying it off. Once the education part of the morning was over, they raced off to get cleaned up.

Let's see our public school system teach sex ed better than this. I find that learn by doing always sticks with me way more than just reading about it. Not one of those boys will forget how to use a condom from now on.

I headed back to bed and snuggled with Colin until it was time to get up for real, which was just before the girls were scheduled to arrive. After our shower, we headed downstairs dressed appropriately. The definition of `appropriately' varies in this house, but for today, we wore t-shirts, underwear, and shorts.

The house was considerably cleaner than it had been a few hours ago, and the boys were all still working hard. Blake saw us and came running over.

"This was sure a mess, but we cleaned up the big stuff," he announced.

"Looks way better than it did," I acknowledged.

"You all ready for the arrival of the girls?" Colin inquired.

"We are. We even hit the media room with Febreze, and turned on the ventilation fans to freshen the air. You know what it's like when you've had a room full of boys doing boy things," he announced.

"Yeah, we know that smell all to well," I laughed. "Blake, I want you to stress again, make sure that if something sexual takes place that every one of you is wearing a condom. I don't care if Sienna is on the pill or one of them has their vagina super glued shut. No doing anything to anyone without a condom. If we see or hear that any of you went into a girl raw, you will not be allowed to have friends over any more."

"That's almost like some real parenting, Dad," Blake grinned. "I already talked to the guys about it and said how serious it was. I also warned them that you might do surprise spot checks while we were doing it. I said that if a girl pregnant, we'd all have to take DNA tests and explain what we'd all done with each other, which might include last night. I don't think any of the guys want to explain to their parents that we had an orgy, and they sure as hell wouldn't want to explain an all-boy orgy. I think everyone gets the message."

"Good," Colin nodded. "We're trusting you."

"Dads, why do you think I had the sleepover as one of my requirements to hang with the girls? If they'd just come over mega horny, their penis wouldn't wait for a condom to get some action. But with all the sex we had last night, the guys are pretty tired, not to mention drained of 90% of their cum. It'll be good for the girls too as the guys won't be acting like psychopaths as soon as they see girls without clothes."

"Psychopaths I can deal with. Pregnant girls I can't. It's almost noon, are you ready for your next guests?" I added.

"Yeah, we're just gonna go and quickly do any last-minute freshening up and then we'll be ready. Catch you in a bit," he said as he took off to round up his eight friends.

Colin and I made some breakfast and had coffee. I think this might be a two or three cup kind of day. A short while later, like a herd of elephants, boys thudded down the stairs as if they were suddenly in a race.

"They'll be here in a second. Go into the great room and act casual. I'll get the door," Blake ordered. The guys raced through the house to gather on the couches. Their definition of `acting casual' had them all looking like store mannequins after vandals had adjusted them into varied poses. It looked less casual, and more frozen in time.

The doorbell went seconds later, and every head in the house turned to watch the arrival of the girls. I almost choked on my coffee as Blake opened the door to greet the arrivals. There were six girls, led by Sienna, who kissed Blake as she entered. All the girls had backpacks on, but were completely shirtless. I guess the free the nipple movement is well and truly engrained in their ideology now. I don't think even Beyonce gets that kind of intense stare. What was even funnier was that the second the boys saw the girl shirtless, they quickly removed their shirts and tossed them aside, before standing up to come over to meet everyone. Colin was trying as hard as me not to laugh.

This was the second time in a very short while that we'd had a bunch of shirtless girls in the house. I've lived my entire life without that, now it seems to becoming a regular event. Why can't we just have a regular gay son, not a woke omnisexual, pansexual, fluid dripping, ambi...something or other one?

I did notice that not one single boy was looking any one of the girls in the eyes. They all appeared to be like deer staring into headlights, and it was pretty obvious which headlights they were being blinded by. I'm guessing each boy grew several inches in just a few seconds.

Sienna broke away from the group and made a beeline straight for me. "Hi Justin and Colin. Thanks for letting us all come over today."

"You're always welcome here," I replied in my best supporting parent voice. Technically that's not 100% accurate. She's only welcome here as long as she a friend of Blake's. Second she's out, she's all the way out. Much like the old boyfriend, Brody. Although let's be fair for the accountability section. If I saw Brody in the woods bent over a log, I'd still do him. I mean he may have broken up with Blake, but cute is still cute.

"Was it a good party yesterday?" She inquired.

"It was. I think the boys all had fun. Most of the things are still up like the slip and slide, water guns, etc., so hopefully you'll all have fun today as well."

"We will. Thanks again for letting us come over," she said sweetly before turning to head over to the group who had all begun ramping up the excitement levels. The backpacks were dumped at the door and everyone made their way downstairs.

"It'd be interesting to find out what the girls are thinking," Colin said casually as we had our coffee.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Just that it's obvious the boys hope this is going to be an orgy at some point. I wonder if the girls think that too, or if they believe it's just a naked party, or a boobs out party to get the boys more used to seeing girls shirtless."

"As long as they remember the no means no rule, I think it'll be fine. We already know that at least four of those girls will be into having sex. Not sure about the other two. I think they were here for that rally thing, but no idea if they're as sexually active as Sienna," I reasoned.

"From what I can figure, not even Blake is as sexually active as Sienna."

We both nodded as we each took another sip of our coffee. "You ever feel like we're getting to be like those two old guys on the Muppets, making comments about everything?"

He almost snorted coffee out of his nose. "Stop! That's not even," he laughed. "Shit, now that's all I'm gonna see all day."

"I doubt that. You're gonna be seeing pussy, I guarantee it."

"Nope. We're not doing Men's Wearhouse memes right now," he warned with a laugh. "Would we be irresponsible parents if we went out and left the group to their party?"

"As compared to staying home and letting them have an orgy? Either way we seem to be in deep."

"That's what she said," Colin joked.

I was about to reply but we were joined by others. Troy, and his overnight entourage strolled into the house. They looked as bad as the rest of us.

"`Morning," Troy groaned. "You got any coffee? I ran out, and today doesn't feel like the best day to be out of it."

"Rough night?"

"A bit. We ramped the party up to an adult level when we got to the suite, so we're all a little hungover."

"That explains the looks. I don't think I've ever seen you two look this unkempt," I said to Cole and Arden who were normally impeccable.

"That isn't unkempt," Razor laughed. "That's the `someone sat on my face way to long' look."

"That explains it. Lots of coffee. Help yourself guys. Just a warning. The girls are over and running around somewhere," I warned.

"Which girls?" Porter asked.

"Blake's girlfriend and her friends," Colin replied. "Currently all shirtless."

"Nice. I don't mind a good set of boobs around," Porter smiled.

"That's why he puts up with Ben and Razor," Troy insulted.

Ben just gave him the finger.

"I think you said that wrong, Troy," Razor replied. "I think you meant he puts OUT with Ben and Razor. He knows quality when it's up inside him."

Porter nodded. "He's not wrong, babe."

Cole walked over to the big windows to look out on the back yard. "How many girls are here?" He asked as Arden joined him, followed quickly by the rest.

"I saw six," I replied. "Not sure if that's everyone they're expecting, but that's how many are here for now."

"I'm not sure I could have sex with a girl," Arden commented, "but they do look good shirtless and they sure smell better than guys. It's just something about vaginas that don't look right."

"Said every gay guy ever," Colin laughed.

"Are they planning on having sex?" Ben asked. Why would he ask that? He lives here. He knows Blake as well as we do. How is that a question? Maybe it's for the benefit of the others.

"Who knows, but if I were calculating odds, I'd said there's a strong possibility. The boys are expecting it. The girls are shirtless. At least four of them have been with Blake at some point, and on top of that, they're teenagers. Hormones control most of their lives."

"We're teenagers," Ben said pointing to himself and Razor, "so that checks."

They returned from the window, poured coffee for everyone, and hung out talking for a bit, before deciding it was time to get on with their day, once again leaving Colin and I alone in the kitchen.

"Should we go check on the pre-teens?" Colin asked.

"Do we have to? It's almost quiet around here at the moment," I said staring at him. We got up and made our way upstairs to J.J.'s room. We left seven boys in there last night, so hopefully at least six of them survived the night.

We listened at the door for a second to see if there was any noise, but it was as quiet as a library. Colin slowly opened the door so we could peek in. I smiled as we looked at the pile of bodies.

That sound a little macabre. It was a pile of sleeping boys on the floor in a wild variety of dress. Apparently they'd dragged the king mattress to the floor, along with mattresses off the bunk beds to create one giant sleeping area. Like you do when you're a kid. There had been an attempt to make a fort with sheets over themselves, but it was only a half-hearted attempt, as far as it appeared. It was sort of cute that they were basically just sprawled out in every direction. There were feet next to faces, hands over someone else, and faces right beside someone else's face.

We watched them for a second, probably to make sure that we saw each one actually breathing, before we backed out of the room and closed the door.

"It's noon. Should we wake them, or let them sleep?" I asked.

"We should probably wake them. By the time they get cleaned up and have something to eat, it'll be time to be taking them all home," Colin reasoned.

"Makes sense. We have five boys to deliver. I feel like Fed-ex."

We re-entered the room and found James and J.J. Makes more sense to wake your own kids than guests.

"Guys, it's noon. Time to get up," we whispered.

J.J. stirred first and looked up at us. First not sure what was happening and then with a smile of recognition. James was slightly less enthusiastic riser as he groaned and ducked back under the covers. As they stirred so did some of the others. It wasn't long before they were all awake.

"Boys. Time to get up. We'll make breakfast. Get cleaned up and dressed, then come down when you're ready. We need to start getting some of you home."

"I don't have far to go," James said still looking half asleep.

"True," Colin acknowledged. I guess despite the house being joined together, his side still feels like actual home and our is just the visiting side. "Don't fall back asleep guys as I'm sure your parents are eager to have you home soon."

"Not mine," Pierce announced. "They mostly like it when I'm not home. They say the house stays cleaner."

I laughed. "I'm sure they're just joking. Who wants pancakes?" I asked, getting a loud round of cheers from the waking boys. "Okay, go use the bathroom, have showers, and come on down.

"Ummm...Justin," J.J. said as he come up to me. "Are you mad that we put the mattresses on the floor? We only did it because we wanted to sleep together."

"No, it looks great to me. I think you'll need our help to get them back on the beds though. Oh, next time you want to make a fort though, come get clothespins. It'll make fastening the sheets and blankets a lot easier," I said as I ruffled his hair briefly. You don't want to be too obvious, especially around his friends. You could almost hear in his voice that he'd never have been allowed to do this at the Campbells house. Maybe this was one of the ways of testing the waters, and our reactions. I'm just pissed I wasn't invited to the fort sleepover. Who doesn't like a night in a fort? Maybe Indians? We may never know.

"Thanks," J.J. grinned and returned his attention to his friends who were beginning to search for clothes and backpacks.

We left them too it and went downstairs. Colin was just giving me an amused look.

"What?" I asked.

"Pancakes? Really? For seven boys? And you realize who else is gonna make a beeline for the kitchen as soon as they smell them?"

"Blake?" I said.

"Blake," he confirmed.

"Guess you're gonna have to help. Maybe take those clothes off and put on the apron. You know how sexy that looks. It'll make me wanna cook even more," I teased.

"I doubt that that is what it'll make you do. I'm not sure I want to be putting on a show when the pre-teens race in to the kitchen."

"Spoil sport," I pouted playfully. We began making the batter from scratch. Another Justin definition clarification...scratch...pour buttermilk pancake mix in bowl, add water and stir...scratch.

We got out four pans and turned on the burners. If restaurants could cook for hundreds, how hard could it be to cook for seven? I know what you're expecting me to say. That it was actually difficult. Wrong. It was easy. Keeping up the supply to match demand...that was difficult. The boys arrived and took their place at the table.

"Gross," one boy said suddenly. I turned to see what was wrong and he was looking out the window. "There're naked girls down there. I'm gonna hurl."

"Ewww," Robbie said as he looked next. "Why are they here?"

"Blake invited the girls to hang out with the older guys today. He didn't think it'd be a good idea to have had them at the big party yesterday."

"Yeah, that would have totally ruined a great party," Ron agreed.

I smiled to myself as I noticed they all didn't appear to dislike the idea of girls. Theo, James' friend was trying to adjust himself inconspicuously as he looked out at the back yard. At this age, they are in wild stages of development. Some may still dislike girls until puberty hits. Others find girls interesting at six, and the range between is as varied as the boys.

They seemed true to their beliefs and turned back to focus on the better view, their pancakes. I wonder if kids this age have hollow legs as they seemed to shovel pancakes into their face holes faster than a Wall Street executive shovels money out of the pockets of consumers. That analogy works, doesn't it?

I nudged Colin and we both gave a big grin as we saw Blake coming across from the stairs up from the pool. "Heads up!" I yelled as I tossed a pancake like frisbee towards him. He never missed a beat as he plucked it from the air and took a bite.

"You're making pancakes huh? Just for the kids, or you got enough for everyone?"

"I thought you guys already had your fill of pancakes," I reminded him.

"That was ages ago. We're probably half empty already," he reasoned.

"Ages ago? It was like a half hour," Colin laughed as he was in the thick of the boys helping to make the pancakes.

"Like I said," he shrugged.

"We can make them more pancakes if your friends are hungry," I offered, "but you'll need to take them downstairs. Some of us aren't ready for unclothed girls at the moment," I warned as I stared at the younger boys.

"Hi Blake," J.J. said loudly, which got all the rest of the guys saying hi as well. I think Blake has this sort of superhero vibe for the younger kids. He's older, but not old, like an adult. The fact he's wandering around naked in front of them exudes confidence that they seem to feed off, and he talks to them like equals, and not like they're kids. All of that has the boys idolizing him in their own way.

"How was the sleepover, boys?" he asked, as he reached over and grabbed another pancake off the pile. He folded it twice and shoved the whole thing in his mouth, getting the deliberately planned admiration from the boys. This is why you make kid pancakes four inches across and not twelve, because in less time than you can say don't try this at home, you have seven copycats folding pancakes to shove in holes.

Thankfully I know the Heimlich maneuver. Last time I had to use that was when I shoved my cock down someone's throat and he forgot to tell me he was chewing gum. Damn near sealed up his entire esophagus.

"It was awesome, Blake," James replied. "We had a slam contest."

"HEY. Me too!" Blake said enthusiastically.

"Blake," I cautioned. He just gave that grin he does when he knows he's thinking of evil.

"We each all stood on the bed together and then grabbed someone and slammed each other onto the mattresses we had on the floor.," J.J. explained.

"Oh," Blake nodded, "mine probably wasn't that much fun." He grinned as he looked at me knowingly. He waited around for a few minutes, as Colin and I made additional pancakes for him and his friends. That stack would be enough to noticeably increase the quarterly profits at iHop if we'd been selling them.

The younger boys all finished breakfast, and it wasn't long before they were being loaded into cars to be taken home. By the time we returned home, things were surprisingly quiet. Too quiet for a house still full of kids if you ask me. ADAM said they were all in the media room, so that explains the quiet. The room was soundproof so they were probably watching a movie together. Lesbian Queens from Outer Space, or a Marvel flick. I have no idea what teenagers like anymore.

We left them to it, and I actually had a quiet game of pool with Colin. Quiet until Tanner came out of the media room and walked over to us. "We had a question," he said standing completely naked in front of us. I'll act shocked and wonder why they're watching movies naked.

"Which is?" Colin asked.

"When you use a condom, are you supposed to use a new one for each girl, or can you keep the same one on?"

Now the real world answer is you use one condom per girl, or more maybe more accurately one condom per girl, and change each time you cum. So, in the case of a straight boy, if you have one condom with you, you're good. Gay guys, we keep the trunk of the car stocked. Hey, you wanna make some good money? Grab a bucket full of condoms from the health centre, then go over to the high school and sell them for a buck each. You'll pay off the mortgage in a month, and of course educate boys on safe, responsible sex.

The answer for Tanner is more simple. "If you cum, change the condom, otherwise just keep it on," I replied.

"Thanks. That what we thought," he grinned and he turned and ran back.

"Who do you think sent him out to ask that?" Colin grinned.

"Does it really matter?"

We stopped up to see if J.J. and James wanted to do anything with us today, but we found the two boys fast asleep together on the giant fort bed. We let them sleep. Finally the sleepover was living up to his name. Jason and Alex came over to ask about James as the twins were looking for him. I guess their friends had now gone home and they were looking for someone else to play with.

Colin and I were cleaning up in the kitchen from the pancake frenzy, when the next person arrived from the media room. This time it was Everett. I honestly tried not to laugh as he was still fully erect and wearing a condom.

"How's the party going, Everett?" I asked doing my best to ignore his current condition.

"This is the best day of my entire life," he said as he grabbed a glass and got some ice water from the fridge dispenser. "I got to have sex with a girl, and it's like a million times better than with a boy. I never knew it could be that much fun."

"Does that mean you'll be switching to girls and leaving your stairwell empire behind?" I asked.

"No. I still gotta make money. That's just my job, but I'm definitely gonna look for a girlfriend. Thanks for letting me stay over to be part of the girl part of the party," he said turning to give me a giant hug. This is actually the nicest he's been to me. "If Blake has girls over again, would I be allowed to come back?"

"You can come over anytime you want. Just check with Blake first," I replied.

"Cool. This is so epic. Oh, if you wanna fuck me anytime, that'd be okay. I wouldn't even charge you," he said totally reversing his previous stand on the idea.

"Thanks Everett, but how about we just keep this as a business free place for you. Just be a kid while you're here. I appreciate the offer, but I think you should just enjoy hanging out with your friends."

"Cool. I should get back. I still got one girl I haven't tried yet, and Sienna promised she'd use her rubber toy thing on me. See ya," he said as he put his glass in the sink and raced off.

"Her rubber toy thing?" Colin asked.

"I'm gonna guess it's her strap-on dildo. Are those boys ever gonna be disappointed when they get a girlfriend who is just into regular vanilla sex, especially if this is their first time doing anything."

"You should make sure to hand them all your business cards when they leave. I'm sure they'll need therapy. It seems like a built-in client base at this point. Be friends with Blake, go to therapy afterward," Colin joked. He's joking, right?

"It'd be better for business if kids had money," I replied.

Things wrapped up a couple hours later when everyone exited the media room with no indication that they'd done anything but watch a movie. They all headed for food, and then as fast as it had begun, it was over. The girls went home, and the boys seemed to change personalities instantly. They went from trying to impress the girls and being as nice as they could, to turning into boys bragging about who did what to who the best. Then it was time for them to all head home, leaving just Blake and Cory home.

They came and sat with us. "Thanks for letting me have those parties, Dads," Blake said. "I think they went pretty well, don't you?"

"I'd say everyone seemed to have a good time," I nodded. "You played the perfect host too. I'm proud of you."

"Thanks. It was fun just hanging out with my friends like that. Personally, I think it makes people better friends when we hang out naked. No one can fake who they are and we just go about having fun instead of trying to be someone we're not."

"I think it went well," Cory added. "Although for future parties, naked slip and slide isn't as much fun as clothed slip and slide."

"Noted," Blake grinned. "What should the theme be for my birthday party? It can't be nude or anything as we'll have girls and boys there."

"We should make it into a YouTube video," Cory suggested. "Make like a plan leading up to your party and since it's gonna happen while you're filming your TV show, maybe invite some of the actors to it. We could film the whole process of arranging it and finding stuff we need. Like maybe get some giant inflatables and have one get away in a wind and we have to go chase it. Stuff like that."

"Nice. We could do tons of panic scenes to make it look like we're not gonna get done in time. Let's go write down some idea. Later guys," Blake said as the boys stood up. "Oh, and thanks again for the parties. The cleaners texted to say they were running late, but they're on their way, so this should all be back to normal soon."

I put my arm around Colin. "You know if we'd been smart, we would have made this his birthday party and saved ourselves from having to go through all this again."

"True, but I doubt yesterday's party would have made it to YouTube."

"That's true. Should we post the video we made with Dimitri, Brett & Levi to XTube then?"

"I'm going to go with a no in that. I'm also hoping you're joking."

"You'll only know that for sure if you try to divorce me," I teased as I kissed him.

End of Party...and chapter.

It's been a while, but there are signs Blake is about to age up. Finally 15, going on 19, instead of currently being 14 and acting 18. Plenty more ahead.

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