Mayfield Titans

CHAPTER 49

HAPPY NINTH

 

TUESDAY, MARCH 24

 

<Aiden>

 

“Have you seen the weather forecast?” Kalie asked Aiden as he took his seat next to her on the bus.

 

“I have, it’s a royal suck fest,” Aiden replied.

 

“Well, at least it’s not supposed to start until late tomorrow night, so we should be able to practice outdoors today or tomorrow.”

 

“Or they’ll get it wrong as usual and we won’t be able to practice outside all week, and we’ll have to practice in the gym to get our ten practices.” The State Activities Association required a player to attend ten scheduled team practices to play in a game. If a team could not hold ten practices, then the team’s games would have to be postponed until the team reached the minimum practices. So far, the baseball team had completed six practices (a team meeting counted as a practice) and should get that day’s practice in to make seven.

 

“And the gym only has enough space for one team, which means one of us has to go to Lakeside and use their gym,” Kalie noted. She patted Aiden’s head. “Nice hat. And we know what you wearing a Mariner hat means.”

 

“Yeah, it means I’m wearing the hat Marty gave me. We set up a time to chat tonight so I’m wearing the hat for him. It’s been a few days since we chatted, but we’ve both been busy.”

 

“So, I guess the Mariner hat no longer means what it used to mean.”

 

“It does if you change one thing.”

 

“What’s that?”

 

“If I wear the Mariner hat, it means you have to grope Gordy in school,” Aiden giggled. “With his permission, of course.”

 

“How about all three of us talk about it at lunch time? I like your idea, but we both know what Gordy’s like.”

 

“Yep. But he’s your boyfriend which might change things a little.”

 

“I hope so,” Kalie grinned.

 

When asked about it at lunch, Gordy surprised his best friend and girlfriend by agreeing to the proposal with two stipulations. First, he would be allowed to return the grope sometime during the day, and second it had to be done clandestinely.

 

“I don’t want people to see us grabbing each other, even if they know we’re going together,” Gordy said. Kalie was in full agreement.

 

“Do you want to join us and make it a three way?” Kalie asked Aiden.

 

“Hell no,” Aiden responded emphatically. “This is your show. But I think your second rule shouldn’t include me. I watch  you do it as long as I’m the only one. I might follow you around in the hall to see what happens,” he giggled.

 

“Probably not much. It’s going to be hard to hide what we’re doing in a crowded school, especially since we can’t sneak into the same bathroom,” Kalie pointed out.

 

“Says who?”

 

“Oh, Aiden, for a boy who won’t let me grab him on the bus, you sure have a dirty mind.”

 

“My mind is dirty, it’s just not totally dirty, or I’d let you grope me. Of course, if Nolan went to school here, I think I could manage some groping in school.” Not for the first time, Aiden wondered what kind of miracle it would take for Nolan’s family to move to Mayfield so they could go to school together.

 

The ringing of the bell ended their chat and the three hustled off to class.

 

<Aiden and Marty>

 

Aiden and his big bro, Marty, connected on Skype at the agreed time. They exchanged virtual hugs and kisses and then settled in to talk. They were both wearing Mariner caps.”

 

“I love how you dressed up for the occasion,” Marty grinned. He was not surprised that, other than his cap, Aiden was sitting at his desk in the nude.

 

Aiden briefly considered asking Marty if he would ever Skype in the nude - then he remembered he had asked that question before and gotten a very emphatic ‘no’ for an answer “Anything for my bro,” Aiden grinned. “Congrats again on making the final roster.” Aiden had already texted his congratulations when he read the news of Marty making the 26-man roster, but saying it face-to-face had a much better feel to it.  

 

“Thanks. I just have to remember that as a rookie I’m there a day at a time.”

 

“They can’t send you back to the minors. You’re a star rookie.”

 

“Without going into the business side of baseball and boring you with options and shit, I was almost sent down. If I hadn’t been having an outstanding spring, I’d be practicing with Tacoma right now. But a hot streak by Ricky coinciding with a slump by me and we could easily be switched anytime during the season.”

 

“I thought he was out of options. How did he end up in Tacoma?”

 

“I told you the business was complicated. He passed through waivers since no other team claimed him. There are a couple of third basemen in the lower minors who are doing better than Ricky, but I’m just a rookie, so what do I know? I guess that’s all part of the business.”

 

“Well, you have options and didn’t get sent down and he doesn’t have options and did get sent down, so that means the Mariners like you. That’s what I think and that’s what you think.”

 

“I hate to say it, but I think you’re right. But, for now I’m on the roster, so let’s change the subject to your baseball.”

 

Aiden told Marty about the weather and how it might affect practice. “Our first game is a week from today. We have seven practices in and five days to get the other three we need to make ten. The forecast says it’s supposed to start clearing on Sunday. So, we need to get two practices in before the weekend plus the one on Monday. I want them outdoors, but I guess if we have to practice indoors, then we have to practice indoors. What I want is for it to rain on Saturday.”
 

“Really? Aiden Miller is wishing for a practice to be rained out?” Marty was surprised by what Aiden had just told him. “What’s the deal? A hot date with Nolan, maybe?”

 

“No, but Nolan wouldn’t mind coming with me.”

 

“I thought so. I’m sure Nolan likes cumming with you as much as he can.”

 

“Marty, that’s not what I mean at all and you know it. What I want to do is go to my little bro’s birthday party which is Saturday afternoon.”

 

“Oh, you mean Justin. Yeah, I can understand you being disappointed. And I can understand him being disappointed even more. So, if you’re my little bro, and he’s your little bro, does that make him my little grand bro?”

 

“I think it just makes him your littler bro,” Aiden said. “Whatever, I think he would go ape shit if you called him on Saturday and wished him a happy birthday.”

 

“Consider it done,” Marty promised.

 

“Okay, so you’ll be back in Seattle on Monday and will be playing the home opener against the Twins on Thursday, right?”

 

“You got it. And you’ll be playing your home opener on Tuesday, correct?”

 

“Yep, only it’s not our home opener. We’ll be playing at Winton. Do you think you can come?”

 

“Well, we have morning workouts and should be finished around one. If everything works that way, I think I can be there. It might be my only chance to see you play this year. It’s a three-thirty start?

 

“Yeah.”

 

“No promises, but I’ll do my best to be there for most, if not all of it. It all depends how the workouts go.”

 

“Cool. I’ll see you then. I love you, big bro.”

 

“I love you, little bro.”

 

The two logged off, happy about how their chat went.

 

THURSDAY, MARCH 26

 

Aiden followed Kalie off the bus at school, making sure to wish Mrs. Emerson a nice day as he exited. While there had been rain showers off and on Wednesday and Thursday, not enough rain fell to make the ballfields unplayable. Both afternoons, the school district maintenance crew was able to get the high school and middle school fields in shape for practice on Wednesday. The forecast for the weekend was for heavy rain, however.

 

He went directly to Coach Seaver’s classroom where he and Coach Ecklund were meeting with players to let them know if they made the final roster. Aiden was certain he made the team; the question was would he be playing varsity or JV. He thought it would be varsity, but he knew seventh graders often ended up on a different team than they’d planned on. Coach Ecklund told Aiden before he could ask that he would be playing varsity. Thirty boys had turned out for baseball and twenty-six were kept. The other four were told they were welcome to continue practicing but they declined. Three of them said they would play summer rec ball and try to be better next year. The fourth one was an eighth grader who turned out on a whim and didn’t expect to make the team. He gladly accepted the position of equipment manager, however.

 

Practice that afternoon was drizzly, but the field was playable thanks to the great work of the grounds crew. Friday could be iffy, especially with the High School Mustangs scheduled to play Monte at home in their first league game. The major work by the groundskeepers would go into getting the high school field in shape. The players were cold and damp when practice ended.

 

Marty had been right. Aiden wanted the Saturday practice rained out. But just Saturday. With their first game on the coming Tuesday, Aiden wanted the team to have at least ten practices in so they could play. He changed out of his practice gear but didn’t shower. Players who rode the activity bus didn’t have enough time for a good shower and Aiden wanted one that was long and hot.

 

FRIDAY, MARCH 27

 

As the school day crawled by the Titan players would glance out the classroom windows and check the weather, which was intermittent drizzle until just after lunch. They wondered what the fate of baseball practice would be and were happy when they learned it hadn’t been cancelled.

 

It was drizzling when baseball practice started. Much of the outfield was too wet to practice on and the infield was becoming saturated. A half-hour into practice the rain became heavy and Coach Ecklund called off practice. The players gathered in the gym for a quick meeting.

 

“I am cancelling tomorrow’s practice. School district maintenance called me and said they would not be able to get the field in shape in time,” he told the team. Aiden fought off the urge to whoop out a cheer when he heard the news. “We have our ten practices in, the weather should start clearing Sunday, and it looks good for getting our opening game in on Tuesday.” That brought a cheer from everybody and Coach Ecklund dismissed practice.

 

Since practice had ended early, the activity bus riders had plenty of time to shower and took advantage of it. Unlike the regular school bus, anyone playing an afterschool sport or participating in another after school activity could ride the activity bus. On a rainy afternoon like this one, quite a few of the regular walkers rode the bus.

 

When Aiden arrived home, Larry was there. The high school game had been cancelled before the school day had ended.

 

“Pop, since our practice was cancelled tomorrow, do you think we could leave in time to make it to Justin’s party?” Aiden asked.

 

“I think that’s doable. You might want to call and warn them first.”

 

“Warn them?”

 

“Make sure there’s room for you.”

 

“If there’s room for me at dinner there should be room for me at the party, unless Nolan wants to go, but he won’t take up that much space. I’ll call him first and ask him if he can go.”

 

Nolan said he’d love to go, but first he would have to engage in parental negotiations. Aiden loved how Nolan said “parental negotiations”. It made him sound mature, grown up, and well-educated, like a judge’s son should be. He said he wouldn’t know until his dad came home and he would call sometime after dinner.

 

“I’m going to call Justin and his dads and tell them I’m coming to the party,” Aiden told Larry. “I want Justin to know it right now since I know it will make him happy. And, I’ll tell them Nolan might come too, if his ‘rents say it’s okay.”

 

“It sounds like you have things under control son,” Larry grinned.

 

Aiden called Justin’s number. Since he knew it was really Mike the Donkey’s number, he was surprised when a boyish voice answered. “Boyer residence. This is Justin. How may I direct your call?”

 

“Who taught you to answer a phone like that?” Aiden asked.

 

“AIDEN! Are you coming to my party? Is that why you’re calling?” Justin shrieked excitedly.

 

“Yes, I am coming,” Aiden responded. “Tomorrow’s practice got rained out and my dads said they would drive me up to Seattle in time for the party.”

 

“Why don’t you take the train?”

 

“My dads said they can do a lot of stuff in Seattle they don’t get to do very much. Plus, they can take me home after dinner. So, we’re driving but, yeah, I’d love to take the train.”

 

“Maybe next time.”

 

Aiden then asked the question that had popped into his mind as soon as Justin had answered the phone. “What’s with this phone greeting of yours?”

 

“Did you like it?”

 

“You sounded like the secretary for some lawyer dude or something.”

 

“That’s what the secretary at my Daddy Dawg’s work sounded like when I called him yesterday to ask a question and when I saw on the phone that you were the one calling, I thought I’d answer it that way.”

 

“Well, next time answer it like your big bro is calling instead of some customer at an office.”

 

“Okay, I’ll answer it like this then: “Hey Big Bro, it’s Justin, what’s happening?”

 

“Well, maybe you could make it a little bit more formal than that,” Aiden chuckled.

 

“Is Nolan coming too?”

 

“I don’t know yet. He has to talk to his ‘rents first.”

 

“I hope they say yes.” Aiden heard a voice in the background, and then Justin said, “My Donkey Dad wants to talk to you and since this is his phone I gotta let him have it.”

 

“Then you better give it to him. I’ll see you tomorrow, bro.”

 

“Yep, and you’ll see me at my party! I love you.”

 

There was a momentary silence, some rustling, and then Mike came on the phone. “What was the answer to the big question?” Mike asked.

 

“Hello, Mr. Boyer,” Aiden answered.

 

“Forget the Mr. Boyer business. If those mean dads of yours insist on you calling me mister, then call me Mr. Donkey.”

 

“That works,” Aiden giggled. “Hello, Mr. Donkey. What was the question?”

 

“Is your boyfriend coming?”

 

“He has to ask his parents and they weren’t home yet.”

 

“Well, let me know when you know so the Dawg and I can plan.”

 

“Will do. And thanks for letting me come to the party at the last minute.”

 

“If I didn’t, a certain little Donkey Dawg would hide my Donkey treats for the next month,” Mike laughed. “Now, let me talk to the Larry coach please.”

 

Aiden did so, and went upstairs to his room, feeling good about being able to keep his promise and make it to Justin’s birthday party.

 

Nolan called about an hour later. “Bad news, Sweet Cakes.”

 

“Mom said no?”

 

“Yep. She said since I spent last weekend with you and I’m going to Monte with you next week, I need to spend a weekend at home.”

 

“And your dad agreed with her?”

 

“Yep.”

 

“So, what are you guys going to do for this weekend together?” Knowing Nolan’s family, Aiden felt the time would be spent doing work around the house, working with his dad on the model railroad, or going shopping.

 

He was surprised when Nolan said they would be going with his aunt and uncle and cousins to Portland to visit the Oregon Museum of Science and Industry. “We’re going to sneak over to the rail museum, too.” The Oregon Rail Heritage Center was across the street and light rail tracks from the science museum. “The Daylight 4449 is there, and I’ll get some pics of it for you.” The 4449 was an old Southern Pacific steam locomotive that was still operated on excursion trains.

 

“Cool. I’m glad you’ll at least be having a good time tomorrow,” Aiden said.

 

“It won’t be as good as what you’ll be getting in May, though,” Nolan reminded him.

 

“I’m going to be so ready to get some great pics when that happens.” The 4449 would be coming through Centralia on an excursion in May. Nolan and Aiden agreed to meet online in an hour for a virtual jerkoff session and disconnected.

 

Aiden told his dads that Nolan would not be going to Seattle with them and then went up to his bedroom to finish his math homework. An hour later he and Nolan were naked and chatting online.

 

“I have a dare for you,” Aiden told his boyfriend.

 

“I’m ready.”

 

“I dare you to fondle Shelby’s dick skin on skin tomorrow and doing it in his house doesn’t count.” Shelby was Nolan’s twelve-year-old cousin.

 

“You’re on, and I have a dare for you. I dare you to do the same to Justin during his party and not in the bathroom.”

 

“I might not be able to,” Aiden said. “Justin and I have a deal about touching each other. We have to have permission first. But, I’ll see if I can figure something out. Maybe, I’ll just tell him about the dare and go from there.”

 

“I probably should do the same with Shelby. You reminded me that I shouldn’t be doing things like that without permission, either. But that doesn’t mean we can’t make it happen. And if we set it up ahead of time, they’ll probably want to do the same to us.”

 

The boys used those scenarios as fodder for an intense jerkoff session, making up places where they could follow through on their dare.

 

SATURDAY, MARCH 28

 

<Nolan>

 

Nolan and his parents arrived at his Aunt and Uncle’s house in Vancouver at the promised time. Nolan’s Aunt Cindy gave everyone hugs and his Uncle Chris shook his brother Paul’s hand as well as Nolan’s. He gave his sister-in-law, Vivian, a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek. Shelby hugged his cousin Nolan and his Aunt Vivian, but his teen age sister Melinda hung back from the hugging and kissing feeling that getting all gaga over visiting relatives wasn’t cool. Nolan was glad that none of the adults got all gaga about how much he’d grown lately.

 

Paul complained about the rain and the stupid drivers on the freeway, which was normal complaining when driving on a rainy day. While the rain had stopped south of Kelso/Longview, the freeway was still wet enough for passing cars to throw up spray.

 

The two families loaded into Chris’s SUV. Cindy sat in the front passenger seat, Nolan’s parents along with Melinda in the middle seat, and Nolan and Shelby in back. When the SUV merged onto I-5 Nolan and Shelby engaged in conspiratorial whispering.

 

“What are you boys discussing so secretively?” Nolan’s mother, Vivian, asked.

 

“They aren’t discussing anything important,” fourteen-year-old Melinda said snootily. “They’re a couple of lame middle school boys so how could they have anything important to say?”

 

“Melinda be nice,” Cindy admonished.

 

“Well, it’s true. If it was important, they’d say it loud enough so we could hear it.”

 

“Melinda!”

 

Melinda quieted down but managed to display her best teenage pout face. Vivian and Nolan’s father, Paul, thought to themselves how fortunate they were not to have to deal with a teenage daughter.

 

The topic of the whispering between the two cousins had been Aiden’s dare, which was for Nolan to fondle Shelby’s cock skin-on-skin at the science museum. When Nolan said Shelby could try doing it to him as well, Shelby was all for doing the dare. Shelby suggested that the rail museum should count in case they didn’t get a chance at the science museum. Nolan agreed. The drive across the Columbia River into Portland and then to the science museum took a little over half an hour.

 

It turned out neither boy got a good opportunity at the science museum and were happy that they would be going to the rail museum. Knowing his father’s love of trains Nolan was certain the visit to the rail museum wasn’t going to be a quick one. The museum was free, but there was a jar near the entrance for donations. It wasn’t a big museum but had about a dozen beautiful classic passenger cars outside, along with an Alco PA diesel passenger locomotive and two big steam locomotives, including the Daylight 4449, inside. There were smaller displays to be seen as well.

 

It was the big Daylight that gave the boys their opportunity. The 4449 had a temporary platform against the cab with metal stairs leading from the floor to the platform. The boys were on the left side of the locomotive and the rest of their party was on the right side. The boys looked up longingly and a docent approached them.

 

“Hi, boys, I’m Jeff. If you want to climb up, feel free. The platform’s stable. Go up, squeeze into the cab, and take an engineer’s eye view of the museum. If you have any questions, let me know.”

 

“Thanks, Jeff,” Shelby said. As much as the boys wanted to bound up the steps, they behaved civilly knowing they could easily be called down if they weren’t properly cautious.

 

As soon as they entered the cab, Nolan leaned out the window and then faced Shelby. He quickly shoved his hand inside his cousin’s pants and underpants and fondled his cock and balls. After five seconds worth of groping, he pulled his hand out. Shelby flashed a wide grin and returned the favor. The dare had been satisfied.

 

The boys then looked over the cab, wondering what was what—they were amazed at the myriad of controls, valves, and gauges. Jeff came up the steps to the platform and asked the boys if they had questions. The answer was a resounding yes and they fired away. Jeff was pleased by their enthusiasm and answered each question in ways the boys could understand. He asked for their names to make the lesson more personal. The boys gave him their names and told him they were cousins.

 

“How old are you two, thirteen…fourteen?”

 

“I’m thirteen,” Nolan replied, “and Shelby is twelve.”

 

“I have a grandson who’s twelve. You are big kids compared to Robby.”

 

Paul Moyer came up to the cab and got a tour of his own, with much of the information being supplied by Nolan and Shelby using the facts gleaned from Jeff’s lesson. Jeff beamed as he listened to the obviously bright boys and was sure to praise them.

 

They were allowed to board a couple of the passenger cars and toured them quickly, but the rain kept them from wandering around the yard.

 

On the way to the SUV, Nolan and Shelby agreed that while the rail museum visit had been much shorter than the science museum, they liked their visit there better. “Nothing against OMSI,” Nolan told the adults, “it was great, but it didn’t have any trains.”

 

After dinner at Pastini’s Italian Restaurant in downtown Portland they headed back to Vancouver. Nolan and Shelby made their plea for Nolan to spend the night and take the train back the next day, but they were turned down with the promise that they would approve a visit at a later time. Nolan found himself wondering if he and Shelby were the only guys ever to fondle each other in the cab of the 4449. He made a mental note to be sure to tell Aiden where the dare was fulfilled.

 

<Justin>

 

It was raining solidly when Aiden and his dads left Mayfield for Seattle and Justin’s party. Cancelling practice had obviously been a good call and Aiden was grateful that Coach Ecklund didn’t think an indoor practice was necessary. As Aiden saw it, the team had its necessary ten practices in and wasn’t going to get a great deal out of messing around with plastic balls in the gym. Even his Pop, who had a good setup in the high school gym, didn’t call a practice.

 

Aiden had also received a good piece of news from his dads before going to bed the night before. They would not be returning home after Justin’s birthday dinner—instead, he and his dads would be staying overnight in Seattle at the Miller house. Aiden would probably sleep with Logan and his dads would sleep in the guest room in the basement. The Miller house had undergone a great deal of remodeling since Eddie and Curt had become part of the family, but Troy and Susan insisted they were happy with how it finally turned out.

 

Larry and Phil stopped to drop Aiden off at Justin’s house a half-hour before party time. They went inside to say hello to their old ballplayers and current friends. Justin ran up to his big bro and gave him a hug followed by a kiss on his cheek. “You coming is going to make this my best birthday ever,” Justin shrieked in delight.

 

Aiden was amused by Justin’s wording as he remembered how often he said the same thing. Justin was going to lead Aiden to his bedroom when the doorbell rang. Justin answered the door and greeted Marco, Joey, and Tony. Things were starting to heat up in a hurry.

 

Logan was the next to come. Justin figured that if Marco was coming, Tony should be invited, and if Tony was invited then Logan should be invited since Marco had told him that Tony and Logan were best friends.

 

Neal and his friend Dayton came next. Justin had been excited to learn that Dayton played baseball and they might end up being teammates. Since they started becoming friends Dayton had told Justin a lot about how turning out for baseball worked. Dayton was impressed that Justin knew Marty Carlson.

 

Aiden’s dad told him they were leaving. They instructed him to ride home with Logan and his dad         .

 

Blaine and Freddy, who had been Justin’s best friends at his previous school were dropped off. Everyone who had been invited to the party was there. Blaine was a redhead and Freddy was black—the two were good friends. The two of them plus Justin had been a tight group. Both boys were pleased that Justin wanted them at his party.

 

The phone rang as the games started. Mike answered and grinned when he found out it was his old high school buddy Marty.

 

“Good to hear your voice, Mike. I want to wish your boy happy birthday and need to be kinda quick.,” Marty said.

 

“No problem,” Mike told him.

 

Justin became an even bigger hero when he took the phone from his Donkey Dad. “Hi, Justin, it’s Marty.”

 

“MARTY!!! MARTY CARLSON!!!! He called to wish me Happy Birthday. Hi Marty, thanks of calling. This is the best party ever and I wish you were here so you can have some cake and spaghetti.”

 

“Sorry I have to miss it, but from all the noise I hear, you must be having a great party.”

 

“Yep, it’s the best. And my big bro who is your little bro is here and we’re all having fun especially since you called.”

 

“I gotta go get ready for today’s game,” Marty said. “Again, Happy Birthday.”

 

“Good-bye Marty and thanks for calling and go Mariners.”

 

Justin was now a bigger hero than ever—a real live Major League player had called to wish him happy birthday.

 

Aiden had been worried that he would be beyond bored at a party with little kids, but the presence of two middle school boys, his cousin Logan, who he loved like a brother, and Tony, made things tolerable. The three older boys participated in the games and fun and hung out together when nothing special was happening. Aiden liked Tony and made a note of finding out just how close Tony and Logan’s friendship was.

 

One thing Aiden noted was that there were no sexual overtones to the party. He remembered his ninth birthday party. It happened just after he moved in with his then uncles in Mayfield. Some of the older kids there, like Jeffrey and Sammy got carried away to the point where a couple of years later, Sammy made amends for his behavior.

 

Aiden thought about his dare. The party had so much going on that he hadn’t had time to ask Justin about it. He looked at the fun everyone was having. He observed the happy smile on Justin’s face. It was obvious that the birthday boy was having the time of his life. He heard his little bro’s beautiful laughter as he scored a point in charades. Aiden could see that Justin’s birthday party was something altogether different from his own birthday parties and the dare to grab each other’s crotch had no business there. Big bro’s job at this party was to be the best game playing, laughing, cake and ice cream eating big bro he could possibly be. He had learned a lesson from Sammy. Even if he got Justin’s permission, he had no business even asking for it. Crotch grabbing could wait for another time and place.

 

Speaking of cake, Justin ordered chocolate cake as his birthday cake. The frosting was thick and chocolaty and the cake itself was chocolate with chocolate chips baked into the dough. Ryan had baked it the night before. Vanilla ice cream offered a contrast to the cake. Justin thought it was the best birthday cake ever made. He blew out all nine candles after making his wish.

 

Dinner was special. Ryan, who was a superb cook, used a recipe given to him by Marco and Tony’s mother Marne for spaghetti sauce. Marne told Ryan it was a special recipe going back at least to her grandmother.

 

“It’s better than the restaurant’s spaghetti,” Tony told everyone, “and the spaghetti at the restaurant is really good.”

 

Marco, Aiden, Logan, and Tony were invited to stay for the dinner. Tony stayed because he was Marco’s brother and Logan received an invitation because he was Aiden’s ride home. Everyone agreed that Ryan’s spaghetti was outstanding. “He makes it as good as my mother,” Marco announced after his first couple of bites.

 

The four boys helped with the cleanup after dinner. They raved about the spaghetti as they cleaned and grabbed small slices of leftover cake to nibble on. The four small slices took care of what little was left of Justin’s birthday cake.

 

Marne dropped by to pick up Tony after dinner. He and Logan got her okay for an overnight the next weekend. After Tony left, Logan called home for a ride for Aiden and himself.

 

After watching a movie with Justin’s dads, Marco and Justin went to Justin’s room. Justin knew what Marco planned to do, since he had mentioned during the party that he had a special present for Justin. When Justin asked what it was, Marco leaned in close to Justin and whispered his answer.

 

And now Justin got to sit on his bed and watch Marco strip naked. Justin grinned all the way through Marco’s little striptease. Once his friend was naked, Justin had Marco turn in a circle, admiring his cute uncut cocklet, his flat stomach with barely a hint of leftover baby fat, and his nicely shaped ass. Justin didn’t think of his friend’s butt as sexy; he just thought the smooth mounds looked pretty.

 

“Now I have a thank-you present for you,” Justin told his friend. He then proceeded to present his own striptease. He turned a few circles so Marco could admire all of him like he admired Marco. The friends admitted they liked seeing each other naked.

 

“Do you want to sleep naked?” Justin asked.

 

“Yeah, as long as we don’t get caught.”

 

“When my daddies tuck us in, they will just think we aren’t wearing shirts. Donkeys and Dawgs don’t have x-ray vision, so they won’t know we’re nakey,” Justin assured Marco.

 

After brushing their teeth, the boys clamored into Justin’s bed and called for the daddies. They received good-night kisses on their foreheads and little shoulder rubs as part of their tuck in. After Mike and Ryan left the room, Ryan asked Mike if he thought the boys were sleeping naked.

 

“I know they are,” Mike chuckled. “I saw underpants on the chairs with the rest of their clothes.”

 

“Dang they do that stuff young,” Ryan said.

 

“They’re the same age we were when we were nine,” Mike reminded his husband. “They do need to learn how to be sneaky, though,” he chuckled.

 

“Good point. But at least we waited until we were getting a little closer to being ten.”

 

“By the time those two are ten, they’ll have all the answers to their questions about sleeping naked.”

 

The two boys snuggled close to each other on Justin’s queen bed. “I like touching like this when we’re nakey,” Justin said.

 

“Me too. It makes my wiener get hard. Tony told me that’s called a boner.”

 

“I got one too from snuggling with you.”

 

That was as far as things got as the tired boys fell asleep cuddled together. They now had two questions that needed answering. Why did snuggling naked make them get boners?  And what should they do about it? They had an inkling for what the answers were, and both thought the ones who knew the real answers were their big brothers: Tony and Aiden.

 

<Aiden and Logan>

 

Aiden and Logan weren’t plagued by questions they couldn’t answer. They were only two or three years older than Justin and Marco, but at their ages those years made a huge difference. Once they settled into Logan’s room their questions were much more concrete—they had to do with what kind of sexual activities they wanted to perform together.

 

They quickly found out they were on the same page. Now the only question was who was going to bottom. “If you’ll lick my butt, I’ll be the bottom,” Logan offered.

 

“I thought the younger cousin was automatically the bottom,” Aiden responded.

 

“Only if he is in the older cousin’s bedroom.”

 

“Oh, I’ll have to be sure to remember that when you’re in my bedroom. Okay, then, I’ll lick your butt, but that’s one more thing I’ll be remembering.”

 

Chase and Dillon often licked Logan’s ass, often doing it back-to-back mixing their saliva. Logan loved every bit of it. Aiden wasn’t into rimming all that much. He would do it under certain conditions, but he only initiated it with Nolan.

 

“I guess step one is to take our clothes off,” Logan said.

 

“It’s about time you figured that out.”

 

Logan gave Aiden the finger and then proceeded to strip naked. Aiden followed his cousin’s lead and was naked seconds after. The boys sat next to each other and started kissing—hard kisses, deep kisses, kisses wet with saliva and dueling tongues. They were kisses that were the specialty of horny pubescent boys.

 

Soon Logan was lying prone and Aiden had his face buried in the eleven-year-old’s crack. He licked and sucked Logan’s pucker while rubbing his smooth, athletic ass. Aiden slipped his tongue a notch into Logan’s hole, he didn’t go deep. He was soon ready for the next step in the night’s performance.

 

He lubed his cock and Logan’s ass, shoving his finger in deep. Logan positioned himself on his back, his legs raised and his ass exposed. They exchanged more tongue and then Logan moaned with pleasure as he felt Aiden’s cock slide inside his ass. From there it was Aiden fucking Logan hard and harder until Logan emitted a partially muffled screech as he shot two clear drops on his belly. It was the first time Aiden had seen Logan cum wet and the sight sent him over the edge. He shot his more plentiful cum into his younger cousin’s ass.

 

“I do believe I heard some kind of noise from Logan’s bedroom,” Chase said to Dillon as they stopped making out to try to hear more. “Cousins! Get them alone together and all they want to do is fuck.”

 

“They’re almost as bad as boyfriends,” Dillon said.

 

“The key thing is that boyfriends are badder, I don’t care how sexy-cute the cousins are.”    

 

“And Logan and Aiden have got to be the sexiest cute cousins around.”

 

“And we’re the baddest boyfriends, so let’s see how good a bottom you are tonight.”

 

Curt and Eddie had their fun in Eddie’s room. Eddie had spent part of the evening making out with Maria Mendoza on her living room couch. Eddie got stripped down to his t-shirt and boxers while Maria kept her bra and panties on. They estimated they had an hour to mess around and did as much as Maria felt comfortable with. Eddie wanted to see Maria naked, but the most he was able to see was Maria’s bare breasts for maybe five minutes.

 

Neither teen had an orgasm on their date. When Eddie arrived home, he had a severe case of blue balls, something that had rarely been a problem when he made out with boys. Curt’s friend Andrew Ellis spent the afternoon at the Miller house. It was their first time visiting and playing together. Nothing remotely sexual happened, but Curt thought Andrew was a really nice kid, not to mention cute and being around him made Curt horny.

 

As a result the two brothers were ready for the romp in bed that took place in Eddie’s bedroom. It was the first time in three weeks they had messed around together and neither one held back. They went at each other until they enjoyed ferocious orgasms within a minute of each other.

 

Troy’s instincts told him that the six boys in the house enjoyed adolescent sexual relief at least once. The thought of what they were doing made him an especially good lover for Susan that night. The Miller residence had unquestionably led the Magnolia District homes in total orgasms that night.

 

Next: Opening Day