Mayfield Titans

CHAPTER 34

HAPPY NUDE YEAR

 

WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 31

 

<Seattle Miller Family>

 

The Miller family boys knew about the plan to celebrate the New Year in their birthday suits. The plan started when Aiden and Mason came up with the idea but kept it to themselves until after school was out for winter break. Aiden and Mason wanted to have an exclusive group celebrating birthday suit Nude Years, but of course the idea did not remain exclusive for long.  It was mostly seventh grade, mostly boys, with a few high school, middle school, and elementary school students thrown in because of the sibling factor.

 

As Aiden told Gordy, it wasn’t like anybody was keeping track and demanding reports. It was something fun to do and the rules were simple. Greet the New Year naked, IF possible. Otherwise it will be a normal celebration, most likely with parents and family.

 

Aiden had communicated his birthday suit plan to Chase, Logan, Eddie, and Curt. The only one with any misgivings was Curt, who wondered how they were going to be able to celebrate the New Year with their parents if they planned to strip naked at midnight.

 

“Easy,” Chase said. “We just do it.”

 

“Mom will freak, and Dad will semi-freak,” Logan giggled. “And what about Uncle Keegan and Aunt Natalie?”

 

“From what Drake’s told me, Uncle Keegan will think it’s cool and Aunt Natalie probably wouldn’t freak out much.”

 

“Then let’s do it!” Eddie exclaimed.

 

Chase could read the look on Curt’s face and said, “You don’t have to if you don’t want to, Curt.”

 

“I’ll do it, but I think we need to plan it better first,” Curt said.

 

“Then let’s wait until New Year’s Eve and get Drake involved. He has to be the sneakiest one of us when it comes to stuff like that,” Chase said.

 

“Sneakier than me?” Eddie asked.

 

“Yeah he is, because he gets away with it.”

 

That was where the birthday suit idea stood when Drake arrived with Keegan, Natalie, and his brother-to-be. Of course, Drake was all for having a Happy Nude year. When he was asked if he could think of a plan as to how they could do it, he thought for a moment and then exclaimed that he had a plan. Everyone whooped and hollered after he revealed his plan, such as it was.

 

“What if we get in trouble?” Curt asked.

 

“Dude, we’re all doing it together, so we all get in trouble together. Look, even Dillon’s gonna do it and he’s not even a member of our family.”

 

“I’m standing in for Aiden,” Dillon grinned.

 

“That works for me,” Chase chuckled. 

 

At eleven-thirty Susan, Troy, and Keegan came down the stairs carrying nachos, cheese dip, and bottles of soda, setting everything down on the table in the home theater. Logan and Curt had already brought down paper plates and cups. “We’ll be back down in about fifteen minutes,” Susan called out to the boys who were busy playing pool and foosball. The six were still dressed, but that changed after Susan went back upstairs.

 

At about quarter to twelve, the boys ended their games and found seats in the home theater. They all had towels or sweaters wrapped around their waists. Chase and Dillon dished out nachos and dip while the boys poured their own drinks. They did a quick practice run and were satisfied they were ready.

 

They were seated and snacking when the adults came downstairs at ten minutes to. The boys had taken seats situated in the back, but kept their waists covered to allay suspicion.

 

No one really noticed except for Keegan, who thought it suspicious that the boys were wearing no shirts and, other than whatever was tied around their waist, they were wearing nothing else. Keegan kept his suspicions under wraps. The six were obviously up to some sort of mischief. Keegan wanted to watch the execution of whatever New Year’s surprise they had planned.

 

The Space Needle was up on the 70” screen with the countdown superimposed on the picture. When the countdown reached thirty seconds, the sextet started their countdown as they had agreed to do. When the countdown reached ten, they yelled the numbers out at the top of their young voices. When it reached zero, they stood up, let their coverings drop to the floor, and shouted out, “HAPPY NUDE YEAR!” as they danced naked around the room.

 

Susan started to stand up to protest but sat back down when Troy placed his hand on her shoulders and planted a big New Year kiss on her lips. Keegan had to laugh as soon as he saw that his prediction had been on the money. He kissed Natalie and watched as the boys traded kisses of their own. He noted the varying degrees of physical and sexual maturity on display and wasn’t surprised that Drake was the most mature of the group.

 

Chase and Logan each gave their mother a kiss which she willingly returned. She quickly realized that the boys were having an incredibly good time and that this would be a New Year’s celebration none of them would ever forget.

 

“Poor Lincoln,” Natalie groaned good naturedly, “this may end up traumatizing him for life.”

 

The boys wrapped their coverings around their waists again, signifying that their Happy Nude Year celebration was complete.

 

“Happy Nude Year, indeed,” Troy said, shaking his head. “I have to admit it was a great idea. Which of you delinquents came up with it?”

 

“None of us. Aiden sent us the idea.”

 

“Aiden?” Troy laughed. “That figures.”

 

“He’s the real delinquent,” Drake said. “I hate to brag but the specific plan we executed was mine.”

 

“And a good plan it was, too,” Keegan said. He wasn’t about to say he saw it coming, especially since he was the only adult who did.

 

Everyone started getting ready for bed at twelve-thirty. Troy thanked Susan for keeping her cool when the Nude Year celebration started. “I came close to losing it,” she laughed.

 

“Knowing who originally came up with the idea, I can’t help but wonder how it went down at Phil and Larry’s house,” Troy said.

 

“Those two are quite used to nude boys in the house and probably weren’t nearly as shocked as we were.”

 

“Well, they did have company, however. I can’t wait to talk to Phil tomorrow.”

 

<Kalie>

 

At ten to twelve, Kalie and her friends were getting anxious for midnight. Kalie’s mom had called a few minutes before and asked if they were coming into the main house for the big moment. Kalie explained that they were all naked so they could celebrate a Nude Year.  Kalie’s mom asked if she could celebrate it with them and if she could do it with her clothes on. Kalie answered yes to both.

 

“What about dad and Travis? Are they coming with you?” Kalie asked.

 

“I don’t think your dear dad’s heart could handle being in a roomful of naked pubescent girls. As for Travis, I don’t think a roomful of naked pubescent girls could handle having him in the room, even with his clothes on.” Kalie could tell that her mother was unaware of Travis’s earlier visit.

 

“Him and dad could just hop in a minute before midnight. Dad can close his eyes and we won’t stare at him. That way you guys can get your New Year kisses in.”

 

“While you celebrate the Nude Year. I swear, pubescent girls are the craziest creatures on the planet.” Kalie didn’t bother to tell her the Nude Year idea was thought up by a group of boys.

 

Kalie’s dad and Travis entered the backhouse a couple of minutes before midnight. Travis created a collective deep breath from the nude girls when he walked in naked. He decided since his parents were overseeing the situation his lack of clothing wouldn’t be that big of a deal and he could be a Happy Nude Year celebrant.

 

New York’s Times Square was on the TV instead of the Space Needle, which was available on the other channels. When the ball dropped, the girls all screeched “HAPPY NUDE YEAR!” and danced around kissing each other on the lips as Kalie’s parents shared a kiss of their own. Travis gave his sister a chaste kiss on the lips, at least it felt chaste to him.

 

As Kalie’s parents walked out of the house, her mom reminded her that lights out was at one. Kalie knew the lights would go out sooner than that. For one thing, she wanted to find out what Michelle, the cute little sixth grade girl, had learned about sex with other girls. For that to happen they would have to do it now before Kalie dropped off to sleep against her will.

 

Kalie was brought out of her reverie by a screech and then her brother saying, “Let me go!”

 

She turned and saw Autumn with her fingers around Travis’s cock as he tried to leave the house. Autumn had a look of pure joy on her face. “Autumn, you let go of him or I’m never gonna invite you here again.”

 

Before Autumn could react, Travis pushed her hand away. “I know I never want to see her when I’m here,” he growled as he stomped out the door. “Middle school girls! See if I ever try to be cool around them again.” He slammed the door and was gone.

 

“Autumn, that was a shitty thing to do,” Kalie snarled.

 

“I was just having fun.”

 

“That might be fun at your house, but you know that’s not what fun is at my house. You only do stuff like that to people who want you to do it.”

 

“Are you mad at me?”

 

“Yes!” Kalie was doubly upset because she was starting her New Year mad at one of her best friends for being a bitch and molesting her brother and mad at her brother for coming into the house naked. She felt that what happened was as much his fault as it was Autumn’s.

 

For a moment she thought of going into the main bedroom and going to sleep by herself, but she quickly changed her mind since she really did want to find out what Michelle liked to do. The sixth-grade girl had no pubic hair and no boobs, was unbelievably cute, and Brittany said she was fun to mess around with. Kalie wanted her first night of the Nude Year to end with something fun.

 

When Kalie finally fell asleep, she felt super good. Brittany had been a good teacher for Michelle. As a result, messing around with Michelle had almost been as good as messing around with a boy.

 

<Trent, Miles, Jackson, and John>

 

Miles and his brother John were spending New Year’s Eve with Trent and Jackson Hallion. The parents of both pairs of siblings were celebrating the holiday with their own friends and felt their sons were old enough and trustworthy enough to be spend the night together unsupervised.

 

“Thirty minutes to go,” Trent announced as if everybody didn’t already know it.

 

“I wonder if Darrin is going to stop here,” Miles said.

 

“He should have planned to come earlier when I was fucking your sweet ass,” Jackson told Miles.

 

“It really hurt to start.”

 

“That’s because John has the biggest cock you’ve taken and I’m an inch bigger. But you ended up liking it.”

 

“Yeah, because you slowed down.”

 

“I didn’t want to hurt you, dude, and sorry that I did hurt you. Trent takes me fine, but he’s a little older and bigger than you. I thought with your brother fucking you a lot you’d be a little looser, but, like I said, it ended up working out okay.”

 

“Now you gotta let Miles fuck you some day,” Trent told his brother.

“He could have done it tonight, bro, if you hadn’t decided he needed a BJ.”

 

“He liked that, too. Miles did okay,” Trent grinned. “Me sucking Miles and his brother together was kinda…”

 

“…HOT,” Jackson finished. “Watching you three got me hard all over again.”

 

The doorbell ended the chatter. “That’s gotta be Darrin,” Jackson said as he went to open the door. It better be Darrin, he thought, because if it’s not I’m going to feel really stupid opening the door naked for somebody else.

 

The person at the door was Darrin, who gave Jackson a thumbs up when he saw the naked sixteen-year-old . “Looks like you guys are ready for your Nude Year.”

 

“You know it,” Miles said, making sure Darrin could see his hardon. He held it between his right thumb and index finger and smirked. “This is proof we’re totally ready.”

 

“Yeah, now show us what you got. We want to see that monster again. Time for you to get naked.” Trent said. He was sporting an erection as well.

 

“Sorry guys, but I can make it to the kegger in time to have a New Year brewski. But just to give you something to jerk off about when the ball drops, take a close look.” Darrin unzipped and worked his eight-inch erection out of the opening, a nice dose of precum seeping out of its slit. He slowly masturbated as the four boys admired his junk.

 

“Boy would Mason love to suck that thing,” Miles said. “He’d have a no touch cum just looking at it.”

 

“Mason sounds like a little gay boy.”

 

“You know it and he might be the best cocksucker in Mayfield.”

 

“Jackson might have to introduce us sometime. Hope you have a group cum right at midnight. Now, I gotta jet.” Darrin turned and left the house without putting his cock away.

 

“I bet he jerks off and cums in his car before he gets to that kegger,” John said.

 

“I think we all agree on that one,” Jackson grinned.

 

When the clock reached 11:45 the boys crowded on the couch to watch the ceremony on TV. The four adolescents worked on getting to the edge of a New Year’s orgasm. With two minutes left, Jackson, who was on the far left of the couch, reached over and took over John’s cock while John placed his left hand on Jackson’s. John then wrapped his right hand around Trent’s cock and Trent went to work on Miles with his right hand.

 

The adolescent clock ticked down and when the Space Needle fireworks blew the four boys screamed, “HAPPY NUDE YEAR!”  They then stopped their mutual masturbation to exchange some kisses. Trent and Miles exchanged a kiss with tongue as did Jackson and John. They switched and Miles kissed Jackson, something they hadn’t done while they’d had sex, and Trent kissed John. Trent wasn’t much into kissing boys, but this was a special night. He switched back to his brother and they exchanged tongue as they started masturbating each other. John and Miles also enjoyed some fraternal kissing and stroking. Less than five minutes into the New Year the four adolescents enjoyed orgasms within twenty seconds of each other as they let their cum fly on their brothers and on themselves.

 

The boys then finished their evening by getting ready for bed. They agreed that the Nude Year was fun, and they should try it again next year. Miles slept with Trent and Jackson slept with John. Their sex was over for the evening, but the boys enjoyed snuggling naked and falling asleep with a friend.

 

<Pierce and Walker>

 

“Checkmate,” Pierce said as Walker looked on in disbelief.

 

“How did you do that?” Walker asked.

 

“I started reading your boring book on chess even if it didn’t look like it in the first two games.”

 

“Well, congratulations, son. May you win many more games as long as it’s not against me.”

 

“This is just the beginning of my domination. And don’t you even think about blaming this one on the fact it’s almost midnight and your ancient brain is fried.”

 

“I wouldn’t think of it.”

 

“Hey, thanks for the dinner and the movie, dad. They were both great, even if Kenny and Tommy kept their fucking pants on,” Pierce said. “But you and me both know what they were doing in that shelter of theirs when nobody was around.”

 

“Something all teen boys love to do,” Walker nodded. “Just like some of them like to hang around in the living room with no clothes on.”

 

“Hey, you know you love it, and don’t you deny it.”

 

“Wouldn’t think of it,” Walker said again. He was naked as well. The two had no problem with nudity in their home, although Walker still insisted they at least wear underpants when they slept together. “The way you like to strut your stuff, I’m wondering if maybe we should start thinking about joining a nudist colony.”

 

“You mean they really have them in cold, wet, Washington?”

 

“That they do. I used to belong to one. We called it a Naturist Society, with clothing optional, but hell, we were a bunch of nudists.”

 

“Why did you quit?”

 

“Technically, I still belong. I pay my dues every year, but I haven’t gone for the last six years. I let my libido carry me where I probably shouldn’t have gone and thought I could get a better naked experience paying for sex.”

 

“And then you picked me up and are getting it for free,” Pierce giggled. “The naked experience, I mean, not the sex.”

 

“I knew what you meant.”

 

“Is this, like, a gay club?”

 

“No, but there is one across the lake. The one I belong to is near Olympia. It’s got everybody, young, old, gay, straight, male, female. Not a lot of kids your age since the average teen your age is pretty body shy. They think everybody is thinking they haven’t got enough pubic hair or too much pubic hair or their cock is the wrong size, you name it.”

 

“That sure ain’t me,” Pierce smirked.

 

“So I noticed. Anyway, give joining the Naturist Society some thought. No rush—we’ll wait until February or March to decide stuff.”

 

“Sounds fair. And it’s about time to pay close attention to the time. You got any fireworks to shoot off at midnight?”

 

“Only what I’ve got down here,” Walker said, pointing to his crotch.

 

“Damn, you’re a gross old man sometimes.”

 

Just before midnight arrived Pierce said that considering their state of undress, they could yell out Happy Nude Year. “I thought that up myself.”

 

“It certainly sounds appropriate. I’ll go along with it.”

 

At midnight, they yelled out “HAPPY NUDE YEAR” and gave each other a long, naked hug. They each felt a little sexual rush, but let it pass as they broke the hug. Pierce gave Walker a quick kiss on his lips and looked his dad straight in the eye. “I love you dad. I can’t wait until you’re my official dad. I know this is the farthest I can go to show how much I love you physically, but it’s good enough for me.”

 

“I love you too, son. I’m thankful you decided to stay in my life.”

 

Pierce’s cock was now erect. “Okay, maybe it wasn’t totally good enough for me. Night, dad, time to get in my room and take care of horny teen business.”

 

Walker admired Pierce’s athletic ass as he walked out of the living room. He knew it was time for him and Pierce to have sex, though not with each other. Walker was certain about where he could get his sex and began to wonder if maybe the sexual restriction he had put on Pierce and young Eddie might need some loosening. But for that to happen, he would need to have a talk with Eddie’s foster father. He knew for sure it wasn’t going to happen in time for Friday night, but it wouldn’t hurt to get things started early.

 

Pierce took a piss and brushed and flossed his teeth. Before he got into bed, he checked his phone. There was a text waiting, written in the finest teenage shorthand: “hey blue i miss u hope u had a happy new year luv u eddie”. Pierce didn’t know if Eddie was awake, but he sent him a brief reply anyway: “Thanks for texting. My New Year was good. Hope yours was too”. Then he snuggled into his bed and jerked himself to a satisfyingly powerful orgasm.

 

<Mason, Grant, and Gordy>

 

“I used to think how cool it would be to stay up until midnight for New Year, but it’s hard,” Grant yawned.

 

“Well, there’s only a half hour to go,” Mason reminded him.

 

“Yep, and if we all fall asleep, mom told us she or dad would wake us up ten minutes before midnight, so we’re in good shape,” Gordy told them.

 

“I can’t believe Mason beat everybody at rummy,” Grant said.

 

“Maybe Mason should be a professional gambler when he grows up,” Gordy giggled.

 

“I got lucky, is all,” Mason protested.

 

“My dad says that’s what gambling is all about—being lucky.”

 

They were talking about how a person becomes a professional gambler when Gordy’s mom knocked on the bedroom door and asked if they were awake. Gordy yelled back that they were, and they’d be out soon.

 

“Okay guys, time to put the plan in action,” Gordy told his friends. The three boys stripped naked except for a pair of sweats. They left the bedroom and walked into the living room. Gordy asked where their sparkling cider was. His mom pointed to three filled glasses on the end table. Gordy had seen them there, but he wanted to make sure his friends knew where their drinks were.

 

Gordy’s parents thought it was a little strange that the boys were dressed only in pants. His father decided it was probably because they planned on getting to bed right after the Space Needle blew and they had downed their cider. Gordy’s mother was still thinking about the issue when the boys suddenly left the room.

 

The boys had looked at the countdown on the television and saw that there were two minutes left in the year. Gordy led them out of the living room, telling his parents they’d be back in less than a minute. His parents were now totally confused—it was obvious the boys had something cooked up, but they had no idea what.

 

As soon as they were out of sight of the living room the three seventh grade boys stripped off their pants and dropped them on the floor. They were naked and ready to shock Gordy’s parents. They had practiced Gordy’s plan twice in Gordy’s room and felt ready to perform.

 

Grant peeked around the corner, his right arm pointing straight out from his side. As per Gordy’s instructions, he started pumping his arm to keep time when there were fifteen seconds left. When there were five seconds left Gordy and Mason came up next to Grant and at two seconds, the three naked boys dashed into the living room screaming, “HAPPY NUDE YEAR” and laughing as they circled the room once and picked up their glasses of cider. They each took a swig, trying to hold their laughter so they could take a swallow. They were successful long enough to take one swallow, set their glasses back on the end table, and then run out of the living room.

 

“Gordon Lansing, you come back here!” Gordy’s mother called out. None of the boys stopped until they reached their pants, which they quickly yanked on. They came back into the living room within seconds. Gordy could see his dad still sitting down laughing his ass off. His mother was standing up, but when she saw the boys come back wearing their pants once again, she sat back down.

 

“Happy New Year Everybody!” the boys called out. They grabbed their glasses and took another swallow of cider.

 

“Gordon, what was that little riot about?”

 

“What little riot?” Gordy asked with total innocence.

 

“You know what I’m talking about; the three of you running naked through the living room.”

 

Gordy looked at his two friends. “Did you see anybody run through the living room, guys?” he asked.

 

“I didn’t.” “I saw nothing.” Grant and Mason answered in unison.

 

“Gordon, this is very unlike you and if you don’t tell me the truth…”

 

“Honey…,” Gordy’s dad interrupted.

 

“Thanks for stepping in. Aaron, you tell them that what they did was…”

 

“…I never noticed them do anything except run through the living room yelling ‘Happy New Year’, laughing, and having a good time.”

 

“But…”

 

Aaron Lansing leaned over and kissed his wife. “Happy New Year, dear. I have a feeling it’s going to be an interesting one. But I could never imagine these three fine, upstanding boys running around the living room naked and screaming ‘Happy Nude Year.’”

 

“But, yes, that’s what they…”

 

Gordy walked over to his mother and gave her a kiss in mid-sentence. “Happy New Year, mom, I love you,” Gordy said with a smile.

 

“I love you, too, Gordon, but…,” She looked at her smiling husband. “Aaron Lansing, were you part of this?”

 

“No, dear, I was not, but if what happened is what you said happened, I wish I had been.”

 

There was a long silence and then Flo Lansing broke into hysterical laughter. “Oh, my gawd,” she finally managed to stammer out, “for better or worse, this is going to be a New Year celebration I will never forget.”

 

Aaron and the three boys were laughing as well. “Okay, you men have had your fun, now it’s time for the New Year wild boys to head for bed,” Flo said.

 

“Okay. Good night, Mom. Good night, Dad. Happy New Year,” Gordy said, secretly relieved he was going to live to see the rest of the year.

 

“Happy New Year, Mr. and Mrs. Lansing,” Grant and Mason each said.

 

As the boys started out of the living room, Aaron whispered something to Flo, whose laughter started up again. When the boys started to turn into the hall, Gordy’s parents both yelled out, “Good Night boys and Happy NUDE Year!”

 

The three boys stopped, two of them wondering if they had heard right. Mason was certain he had and placed his hands on his waist band. Gordy and Grant knew exactly what Mason was planning to do. They followed his lead and within seconds their pants were pulled down to their knees as they mooned Gordy’s parents. Once again, they screamed with laughter as they yanked their pants back up and ran to Gordy’s bedroom.

 

Mason swore that the screeching and laughter made Gordy’s house sound just like Aiden’s, something he thought would never happen.

 

Nobody slept in Gordy’s bed. Their sleeping bags were laid out on air mattresses. They pulled their pants off for the final time. Grant and Mason clamored into Mason’s sleeping bag, which had been prearranged. Gordy turned off the light and found his way into his sleeping bag.

 

It took a few minutes, but the boys finally managed to stop giggling long enough to fall asleep.

 

<Nolan and Greg Robinson>

 

Nolan and Greg spent some time in the auditorium with their parents, who were sitting at the same table. “Did you guys already know each other?” Greg asked when he saw how friendly their parents had become.

 

“Not really,” Paul Moyer replied. “We knew of each other, of course, but we never met formally.”

“Once we saw that our sons were becoming friends, we figured we might as well make it a family affair,” Greg’s father, Gregory Senior, said.

 

“What did you boys discuss for so long?” Paul asked.

 

“Sports mostly, especially Skyler,” Greg responded.

 

“I assume with your boy playing basketball, you know of Skyler Winsley,” Gregory said. “He is one hell of a basketball player, let me tell you. He lives less than a block from us and he and Greg have become close friends.”

 

“We’re going to go back to the room,” Nolan said. “There’s lots of noise and music going on here and Greg and I want to talk some more. They should have a quiet room for adults, so you guys can talk, too.”

 

“They have two: the men’s and women’s rooms,” Gregory chuckled.

 

Greg’s mother, Kat, gave her husband a look that said that his comment wasn’t appropriate to say in front of two young boys. She looked at the boys with an insincere smile and said, “It’s sad there aren’t some girls your age here for you to dance with. Greggy is a very good dancer—he’s had lessons. There are four high school age girls here who might be willing to help two young boys be part of the ball.”

 

“One of them is my sister, and she doesn’t count,” Greg said.

 

“Now, now, Greggy, you know your sister is good to you.”

 

“Whatever, I’m not dancing with her.”

 

“Looks like the band’s break is about over,” Paul said. “Shall we dance?” he asked Vivian. He wanted to get away from the table for a bit. It was obvious all was not right in the Robinson family. Kat, who seemed to be an insincere bitch who treated her middle school son like a primary school kid, was a major annoyance. Paul had seen many similar mothers in family court to be able to spot one straight away.

 

“Greg and I will be back before midnight,” Nolan said as he and his new friend stood up.

 

“You boys could always dance with your mothers,” Kat said as if the boys hadn’t stood up to leave.

 

“You and Dad have fun, Mom,” Greg said diplomatically as he turned to follow Nolan for some food and drink to take to the conference room.

 

“Can you believe my mom thinks I should dance with my sister?” Greg asked as he and Nolan settled in at one of the conference room tables. They had each grabbed a paper plate with hot dogs and chips as well as two Dr. Peppers. “I mean, my sister is an okay sister, but guys don’t go dancing with their sisters. Besides, I dance better than she does,” he giggled.

 

“Well, your mom said you were a pretty good dancer,” Nolan said.

 

“Whatever. How good are you?”

 

“Not very. I haven’t really danced much.”

 

“Dang. We could do a fast dance; you hardly need to know anything for those—you just move. We could make my mom and dad freak by going out there and dancing together. And I hate how she calls me Greggy like I’m a little kid. She would freak out if she knew I even thought about sex, let alone that I do sex. If I danced with a girl, she’d think her Little Greggy was so cute, but dancing with a boy. Holy crap!”

 

“My mom would freak right along with yours. They could have a mom freak fest,” Nolan chuckled. “Have you danced with Skyler?”

 

“Just in his room. We’ve got a dance coming soon at school and we’re talking about dancing together, but that would mean telling people we’re boyfriends. They wouldn’t understand that we’re just boyfriends until we get girlfriends, which is different than you and Aiden. You should talk to Aiden about dancing together.”

 

“I just might do that. Valentine’s day isn’t that far off, and right now it looks like I’ll be going to the Mayfield Middle School dance with him; only I don’t think we’re going to dance.

 

“Anyway, if you and Skyler are boyfriends but not really boyfriends, what do you get out of being boyfriends?”

 

“Sex,” Greg smirked.

 

Greg and Nolan had chatted some about sex with their boyfriends before their parents asked them to join them in the ballroom. Being pubescent boys, they had to carefully adjust their bulges before walking out of the conference room. Those bulges had resurfaced now that they were away from their parents—neither boy was shy about displaying them as their slacks pushed out nicely.

 

“You guys really should try kissing and fucking while you can,” Nolan told his new friend.

 

“We do okay with jerking each other off and doing oral. Skyler would probably think kissing and fucking is too gay.”

 

“How do you know that?”

 

“I don’t, except he’s thirteen and a studly eighth grade basketball star and that’s what he’s supposed to think.”

 

“Hey, I’m thirteen and a jock and I kiss and fuck my boyfriend.”

 

Greg thought about that for a moment and then said, “But you guys plan on being boyfriends forever.”

 

“So? You and Skyler should be the best boyfriends you can be while you can. Think about it, if you become really good at kissing and fucking, some girl is really gonna love you for it. Besides, as long as you’re dancing, you might as well go all the way.”

 

“You know something, Nolan?”

 

“I know lots of stuff,” Nolan giggled. “What am I supposed to know now?”

 

“I’ve never had a friend like you that I can tell everything to, except for Skyler. You’re a friend who’s just a friend and listens to me and talks to me about sex and how to be a boyfriend.”

 

Greg finished off his hot dog, washed it down with some Dr. P and then asked the question Nolan had been hoping for. “Do you think you could kiss me?” Greg looked at Nolan with some trepidation, afraid he might have gone too far.

 

Nolan’s answer was to scoot his chair closer to Greg’s. Greg responded by moving his over as well. The two boys looked in each other’s eyes. Nolan understood he would have to make the first move, which he did before Greg could change his mind. He untied his necktie, something he thought he should have done long before, and tossed it on the table. Greg followed suit.

 

Nolan then placed his lips against Greg’s and wrapped his arms around his back. Within seconds they were kissing hard, and when Nolan started using his tongue it was like Greg was instinctively ready for his first French kiss. Greg started pushing back with his tongue as the kissing became passionate.

 

Nolan reached down to Greg’s crotch and found the bulge in his pants. He rubbed it with his hand, causing the twelve-year-old to moan with desire. When Nolan started to unzip Greg’s pants, the younger boy made no move to stop him. Nolan reached into Greg’s boxers and placed his fingers around his four-inch, hairless cock. Greg was experiencing sex that was much different than what he enjoyed with Skyler.

 

“Oh, shit, this feels so awesome,” Greg squeaked with his yet to deepen voice. He reached for Nolan’s zipper and soon his hand was inside the older boy’s boxer shorts. “Fuck, you’ve got hair.”

 

“Yeah,” Nolan said as he unbuckled Greg’s belt and opened his pants wide, completely freeing his dick. He then did the same to his own pants. The two boys were now kissing and masturbating each other as Greg’s passion level continued to rise to new heights. Nolan wanted to go farther, to have them drop their pants and underpants, stand up, and hump each other as they kissed. But the way things stood then, if they heard somebody at the door, they could scoot their chairs in and let the table obscure their aroused condition. Getting caught standing on their feet with their pants down to the floor didn’t seem like a good idea.

 

And yet, when Nolan felt his orgasm coming, he pulled his pants and underpants below his ass, leaned into Greg, and straddled his chair. He pushed the front of Greg’s boxers below his smooth, tight balls, and pushed his cock against Greg’s. He started shooting his cum over Greg’s cock and underpants, uttering loud grunts as he relieved his sexual tension.

 

The feel of Nolan’s cock against his own and the sudden wet warmth of his cum sent Greg over the edge and his thinner cum shot out and mixed with Nolan’s. After they finally broke apart, they giggled nervously.

 

“Wow,” Greg said as he recovered his breath. “I’ve never done anything like that before. And I’ve got cum all over me. Good thing those high school girls never came in, especially my sister.” He thought for a moment before continuing. “I hope you won’t get in trouble with Aiden.”

 

“I won’t. We’re pretty open about having sex with other guys, though we have some rules. The biggest rule is we share everything. Telling him about this is going to give him a major hardon.”

 

“Me and Skyler never made any rules like that.” Greg noticed a box of tissues on the window counter and got out of his seat, pulling his damp boxers up. He grabbed some tissue and wiped his underpants and then reached inside and wiped off his hairless crotch. Nolan cleaned himself up, too.

 

“Wow, it’s only twenty minutes until midnight,” Nolan said. “Aiden and his friends are going to have a Happy Nude Year, I was planning on joining them until my parents said I had to come to the ball to learn to be a good little judge’s son.”

 

“I probably would have spent the night with Skyler.”

 

Nolan gave Greg a quick kiss. “I’m glad it worked out this way now, because I made a great new friend.”

 

Greg returned the kiss. “I’m happy about it too.”

 

There was a knock on the door and Nolan’s father came in. “Are you boys going to join us for the celebration?”

 

Nolan was glad it was his father who came to get them. If he had come in a couple of minutes earlier and caught them messing around, he wouldn’t have freaked out. He might not have been happy about where they were doing it, but he wouldn’t have been freaked out because they were doing it.

 

“Greg and I are going to do our own thing, right Greg?” Greg nodded, wondering what Nolan had planned.

 

“Even if it meant having your first sip of champagne?” Paul asked. “I understand it won’t be Greg’s first. But the sips have been promised to both of you.”

 

“Dad, even though I don’t play for Mayfield, I belong to the Mayfield Sports No Matter What Club, remember?”

 

“I do, and I commend you for sticking to it.”

 

“My new friend and I will celebrate the New Year together, but don’t worry, we’ll come out and give our moms kisses.”

 

Paul Moyer raised his eyebrows. “After you exchange your own?” Both boys blushed but tried to look stoic. “Well, enjoy, and take care of your moms as soon as you can.”

 

“We will, and we have two unopened cans of Dr. P to celebrate with.”

 

Paul left the room, happy that his son, who had created a major fuss about coming to the ball, had found himself a great new friend.

 

“Your dad knows about you being gay?” Greg asked.

 

“Yep, and he knows Aiden and I are boyfriends and that we have sex. He’s cool about it and gives me good advice sometimes.”

 

“Wow, that is pretty awesome. What about Aiden’s mom and dad, do they know?”

 

“Aiden doesn’t have a mom, but his dads know.”

 

Greg shook his head in disbelief. “You mean his dads are gay?”

 

“I mean exactly that, and not only are they gay, they’re married.”

 

“Wow, that’s awesome.” He looked at the time. “Less than five minutes left.”

 

Nolan got out of his chair and took off his sweater, shirt, and undershirt. They were followed by his shoes and socks. Greg didn’t need any instruction; he knew what was going on. With less than three minutes left, the two seventh graders were naked and admiring each other’s gorgeous body. Both boys had recovered from their sexual adventure and were hard once again.

 

Nolan popped open his can of Dr. P and Greg did the same. “Two minutes,” Greg said.

 

Nolan tapped his can against Greg’s. “To a great new friendship to start the Nude Year. And to us getting together again along with our boyfriends,” Nolan intoned. The boys had exchanged contact information earlier.

 

“To a great new friendship, and I can’t wait for next time,” Greg said. The boys each took a sip of pop. “We gotta make it a big overnight.”

 

“Aiden’s got the room at his house.”

 

The wall clock hit midnight and the band in the ballroom started playing “Auld Lange Syne”.

 

“HAPPY NUDE YEAR!” Nolan shouted.

 

“HAPPY NUDE YEAR!” Greg repeated.

 

Nolan and Greg exchanged a long, slow kiss, their smooth naked bodies pressed together. They wanted to do more but broke apart and hurriedly dressed so they could keep their promise to Nolan’s father. While their mothers were pleased to receive a New Year’s kiss, they were unhappy their sons had stayed in the conference room when the clock struck midnight and came out of the room without their sweaters and ties on. But, at least neither of them whined about it.

 

Greg and Nolan didn’t care what their mothers thought. For them, it had been a fantastic Nude Year celebration.

 

<Aiden, Justin, and the Twins>

 

The boys had no need for plans, for hiding, or for being sneaky. After Marty and Rich left, the New Year’s Eve theme was set by Aiden. “Marty is going to an Alcathon and the twins’ mom is going to a church party, so we’re going to end the year with a nudithon,” he declared.

 

“Yippee,” Justin cried out. Like Aiden, Lenny, and Lance, he was already down to a t-shirt, underpants, and socks. “I like nudithons!”

 

“How do you know, Donkey Dawg, since you’ve never been in one?” Mike asked.

 

“Because, it’s my big bro’s idea.”

 

Mike looked at Ryan who shook his head. “Sounds like perfect Donkey logic to me,” Mike told him.

 

Larry raised his hand. “Do you have a question, Pop?” Aiden asked.

 

“Yes, I do Your Majesty. Is everyone required to be naked for the nudithon?”

 

“You know the rule: nobody ever has to do something they don’t want to do.”

 

“Which is an excellent rule. Would His Majesty be so kind to ask his subjects if they all understand the rule?”

 

“I think you just asked it.”

 

“Humor me.”

 

“Does everybody understand the rule?”

 

“It means I can wear any damn thing I want even if it’s nothing and nobody can get mad at me,” Justin said.

 

“That is correct. Very well done. And since I’ve just been crowned King, I should show you the way.”

 

Aiden pulled off his socks and then his t-shirt. He was now clad in only his black boxer briefs. He grinned when Lenny stripped down to his white briefs. Justin couldn’t believe that they were actually taking their clothes off—he thought the whole thing was a joke because of how Coach Larry was calling Aiden “Your Majesty”. Lance then stripped down to his light blue briefs.

 

“Can I do it, too?” Justin asked. He wanted to be sure he was on solid ground.

 

“Only if you want to,” Aiden responded.

 

Justin’s response was to strip off his t-shirt and socks, so he was down to a pair of baby blue briefs.

 

“Now, on three, everybody who wants to be in the nudithon takes off his underpants. Ready…One…two…three!” Aiden yanked off his boxer briefs and the other three boys were right behind him.

 

“Nudithon!” Justin yelled as he ran around the naturist room naked. He was convinced that Aiden’s house was the coolest place in the world to visit. “How come Daddy and Papa aren’t naked?” Justin asked no one in particular.

 

“Because when we have our clothes on, along with Coach Larry and Coach Phil, it means we’re the bosses,” Mike replied.

 

“Clothes make you the bosses?”

 

“Yep. When we’re dressed you won’t be distracted by our beautiful bodies, which means you will listen to everything we tell you.”

 

“Okay. But I didn’t know donkeys had beautiful bodies.” Justin’s comment had Larry, Phil, Ryan, and Aiden cracking up.

 

“Anybody for nude ping pong?” Lenny asked.

 

“Yes,” came the response from the other three naked boys.

 

“See you guys later,” Aiden said as the quartet made its way to the basement door.

 

The teams were Aiden and Justin versus Lance and Lenny, which was a surprisingly even matchup and everybody had fun. The twins won 9-5, 7-9, and 9-6. Aiden and Lance then teamed up for one game against Lenny and Justin, which Aiden and Lance won 9-7. Aiden and the twins were impressed with Justin’s coordination and athleticism.

 

The sweaty boys went upstairs to get some cold drinks. While they were in the kitchen, Lenny pulled Aiden aside. “You know what you owe me on my birthday, right?”

 

“Yep. We talked about a way to get it in.”

 

“Well, it’s only nine o’clock, so why not just do it now?” 

 

Aiden thought for a moment and said they might just be able to make it work. Aiden called Lance and Justin over. “You know it’s Lenny’s twelfth birthday and, well, he’s got some questions about being twelve he wants to talk over with me. We’re going up to my room for a few minutes, so you guys can play games, or watch TV, or do something with the dads if you want.”

 

“Can’t I come?” Justin asked. “I want to know about being twelve.”

 

“Nothing I tell you would make any sense unless you’ve finished being eight and then have been nine, ten, and eleven.”

 

“That doesn’t make any sense either. I can still learn stuff.” Aiden was learning that Justin might only be eight, but he wasn’t any pushover.

 

Lenny came to his rescue. “I want my talk to be private,” he told Justin.

 

“Okay. Come on Lance, let’s go downstairs and play a game.”

 

The boys put their glasses in the dishwasher. Aiden and Lenny then went upstairs to Aiden’s bedroom while Lance and Justin went downstairs to the games room.

 

“I wonder why the boys are splitting up,” Ryan said as the boys went their own ways.

 

“Lenny is twelve today,” Larry said. “Maybe he wants some advice from a veteran twelve-year-old.”

 

“And with four months of seniority, I guess that qualifies Aiden as a veteran,” Phil chuckled.

 

While Lance and Justin played foosball in the basement, Aiden and Lenny kissed and made out. Neither one of them wanted to spend too much time in Aiden’s room lest one of Aiden’s dads came up to ask what was going on. Aiden knew that probably wouldn’t happen, since that’s not the way his dads usually operated, but Lenny was just ready to get fucked and was happy for any excuse to speed the operation up.

 

Aiden had messed around with the twins many times but had never done anal.  Since both twelve-year-olds had performed anal sex with others, everything went smoothly, even though they were both a bit nervous. Aiden fucked Lenny in the missionary position. The sex, from the time Aiden closed his bedroom door to the time he shot his load into Lenny’s ass, took fifteen minutes and was satisfying for both.

 

Aiden noted that Lenny had a good idea of what he was doing, and Lenny thought the same about Aiden. Before going downstairs, they cleaned up in the bathroom. “You were the sixth guy to fuck me,” Lenny revealed.

 

“You were my eighth, but only the sixth I’ve fucked.” Neither boy was shocked by the numbers they had racked up before they had turned thirteen, or in Lenny’s case, before he had turned twelve. The word promiscuous never entered their minds. Aiden knew the word; it was a word his dads made sure he understood, but he didn’t see how it related to him. Lenny didn’t know the word—yet.

 

Aiden and Lenny poked their heads into the dad room on their way to the basement, gave a quick wave, and went down to the basement. “How was your talk?” Lance smirked. He knew exactly what had transpired in Aiden’s bedroom.

 

“I learned a lot,” Lenny replied. “Aiden is a good teacher. What did you and Justin do?”

 

“He kicked my ass at foosball. He’s good at ping pong, good at foosball, I bet he’s even good at baseball,” Lance responded.

 

“I was real good in baseball last year,” Justin said.  He tried unsuccessfully to stifle a big yawn.

 

“Are you getting tired bro?” Aiden asked him.

 

“I need to take a nap, but I don’t want to miss Nude Year.”

 

“Why don’t you go ahead and take a nap. I promise that we’ll wake you up before Nude year start.”

 

“Will it still be a nudithon?” Justin asked as he was hit by another big yawn.

 

“As long as you take a nude nap.”

 

“Cool. Can I sleep in your bed?”

 

“Let’s go upstairs and I’ll get it ready for you.”

 

“Justin’s going to take a nap until just before midnight,” Aiden announced as they stopped in the dad room.

 

Mike watched Justin fight to stay awake. “That sounds like a really good idea. I’m sure we’ll find a loud firecracker to set off under the bed.”

 

“No,” Justin protested meekly. Aiden took his little bro’s hand and led him upstairs to his bedroom. “Do you want to get covered up or do you want to sleep on top of the covers?”

 

“It’s not cold, so I want to stay nude. No covers.” He dropped onto the bed and was out within seconds. Aiden walked quietly out the door.

 

Aiden and the twins played a game of Clue with Larry and Mike in the dining room while Ryan and Phil watched an old movie that had caught their interest. In keeping with the nudithon theme for the evening, the boys remained naked. The gas fireplace was on, keeping the TV room and the dining room warm. Lenny ended up with a birthday win.

 

At quarter to twelve, Aiden and Mike went upstairs to wake Justin. “I’ll wake him up,” Mike said. “One thing I learned early on is that the little Donkey Dawg is not always easy to wake up without using the right amount of Donkey force.”

 

It took four minutes to wake Justin and get him out of bed, but once he was up, he was ready to celebrate. Mike, Justin, and Aiden went to the Nude Year celebration room, where the TV was showing the Space Needle ready to be lit up with fireworks.

 

Phil poured eight glasses of sparkling lemonade, which he had mixed himself, to toast the New Year. At one minute to midnight, they were all on their feet ready to celebrate. When the count got to zero and the fireworks went off, the four boys ran around the room screaming “HAPPY NUDE YEAR!”

 

“Shit, I’m running naked on New Year,” Justin screeched as he dashed past his dads, his little penis bouncing with each step.”

 

The boys stopped, grabbed their lemonade and tapped each other’s glasses, wishing each other along with Ryan, Mike, Larry, and Phil a Happy Nude Year.

 

Aiden gave Lenny and Lance each a quick kiss on their lips. Aiden was surprised when Justin asked for one, too, and gave him a kiss that he held a little longer than the ones he had given each twin. He kissed his dads on the cheek and Justin did the same with his. After the excitement died down the four boys were ready for bed.

 

The evening sleep plan wasn’t followed. Justin, who was dozing off on the couch, ended up sleeping naked with Aiden, not that it mattered. Justin was helped off the couch and guided up the stairs. He virtually fell asleep on his feet while brushing his teeth and Aiden fought sleep all the way. The boys were conked out before Phil could turn off the light.

 

The Nude Year was something the participants, not to mention their parents, would not forget. The question that was not asked or answered at the time, was whether there would be an encore in a year?

 

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