Emerald City Boys

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CHAPTER 36

BUDDING CRUSHES

SATURDAY, JULY 25

<Seattle, Miller Residence>

12: 30 PM

Logan and Madison headed straight to Logan’s bedroom to take off their uniforms as soon as Susan turned off the car’s motor. They were both naked in an instant.

“You’ve, like, got some hairs down there,” Madison observed.

“Just a few. And it’s not like you haven’t seen them before,” Logan said.

“Well, I don’t have any.”

“And you’re a year younger than me, so don’t worry about it.”

“I know, I know, but it’s, like, I really want some.”

“Hell, you squirt some cum drops and I know I sure didn’t when I was eleven. Your hair is gonna come and I bet when you’re thirteen you’ll have more than I’ve got now—and I’ve been thirteen for almost two months.”

“I got, like, around six weeks before I’m, twelve. Maybe I’ll get, like a birthday pube. That would be, like, so sick.”

“Maybe it will be blue,” Logan grinned.

“You’re silly and so I want to, like, kiss you because of that if it’s okay.”

“I can’t see turning down a good kiss.”

The two naked pubescent boys hugged and exchanged a deep, wet kiss, their tongues doing battle. Logan had to admit that Madison gave him the best kisses ever. They were even better than Chase’s kisses, which were awesome. Tony’s kisses were good, but not kick ass like Madison who loved to engage in tongue battles. The two quickly had raging hardons which they rubbed together as they kissed.

‘I never realized how totally sexy Madison is, even more than Tony.’ Logan thought as the two boys dropped down on Logan’s bed. He felt a twinge of guilt after thinking Madison was sexier than Tony, then tossed them aside as he got on top of Madison and started humping him like crazy, their kisses getting wetter and wilder. Logan was hit by a strong urge to carry their humping a step further and give his friend his first fuck. But his momentum kept him shaking the bed as he hammered his friend.

“Ohhhhhh, fuck, that feels soooooo fucking good,” Madison rasped as his friend’s cock sailed over his own. The result of the horny pubescent boys’ rutting was near simultaneous orgasms as they shot their watery cum over themselves and each other.

“Oh, wow, I wasn’t expecting to do that at all,” Logan gasped. “That totally rocked.”

“You know it. I had, like, a totally epic cum and I bet you did, too.”

“Couldn’t ask for better,” Logan breathed. ‘Although my cock up his ass would have been better for sure,’ he thought. ‘Damn, Tony. Sorry about thinking like that but fuck Madison’s only a sixth grader so you’re still my BF.’

“Lunch in fifteen minutes, boys,” Susan called out.

“We better, like, take a quick shower and wash this cum off us,” Madison said.

“Agreed.”

The two hopped into the shower and quickly washed each other clean. They dried each other and headed to the kitchen in the nude. Madison knew that Logan’s mother was like his mother, she didn’t mind naked boys. The difference, from what Logan had told him, was his mom pretty much insisted they wear something over their boner, if they had one. Since they had just had an orgasmic experience, boners weren’t much of a worry—at least for the moment.

The boys scarfed down their BLTs, potato salad, and oatmeal raisin cookies knowing this was their big pregame meal since they would be reporting for their 4:30 game at 3:30. The time was 2:15 which gave them time to sit in the swimming pool and stay cool on the 88-degree day. They could have stayed in the air-conditioned house, but the pool sounded more relaxing.

“No swimming or wrestling around,” Susan admonished the boys. “Save your energy for the game.”

“Don’t worry mom, we want that championship trophy. We promise to be good,” Logan assured her.

“I trust you both to follow through on that promise.” Susan watched as the two boys, jabbering away about something, headed out to the deck. She could see a spark between her son and Madison that she didn’t see between him and Tony. While there was a deep friendship between Logan and Tony, something special seemed to have developed between Logan and Madison in the short time the two had known each other. She had come to accept that Chase was gay, but she had no idea what to make of the sexual leanings of Logan. She suspected that Logan didn’t know much more than she did.

The boys headed down to the pool and sat on the rim, their legs dangling in the water. “We kinda got wild there in my bedroom,” Logan said.

“No duh. I don’t know about you, but like I said, it was, like, awesomely wicked,” Madison said.

“No argument from me. But I was thinking of what Chase told me once when he caught me jerking off the day of a game. He said that on game day all that energy that goes into sex is better kept inside for the game.”

“I call a friendly bullshit on that. What sex did for me was, like, make me ready to play an epic game next to my bestest friend who covered me with his cum and let me cum on him with my little drops.” Logan noted that how only a single “like” had appeared in Madison’s little speech.

“Well, as my dad likes to say, more shall be revealed.”

Madison reached over and fondled Logan’s cock. “It’s hard to reveal more than this thing,” he grinned before letting go of Logan’s boy treasure.

The talk then turned to baseball, as the boys focused on the upcoming game which would be the first game in a best of three series against the winner of the game that was currently being played. The winner of the series would be the league champion.

“Do you think you’ll, like, be pitching in this game?” Madison asked.

“Well, I could since Coach pulled me out of this morning’s game early. But I can only throw 65 pitches. If he waits until tomorrow to pitch me, I’ll have all 90 pitches. And since Pedro and me are, like, co-aces, I’m one hundred percent sure Pedro will pitch this game.”

Five minutes later they lowered themselves into the pool, but stayed at the shallow end so they could enjoy the cool water on their torsos while keeping their promise not to swim or wrestle. They waded around for another ten minutes, then left the pool to shower. At three o’clock they were wearing their freshly washed uniforms as they met Susan in the living room.

<Lake City Athletic Complex>

Seeing that the two o’clock game was still being played, Madison and Logan grabbed their gloves, hopped out of the car and raced to the field. A look at the scoreboard told them that the score was a 5-5 tie between the Lake Washington Blue Sox and the Tukwila Titans in the top of the seventh, which was the last regulation inning in their league. The Blue Sox were the home team. Madison and Logan saw five of their teammates along with Coach Strong and Coach LaRoche sitting in the right field bleachers and quickly joined them.

Soon the entire team was there. The coaches took them into the open area between the fields to warm up. The two o’clock game remained tied at the end of the seventh. The Stampeders were back in their seats soon after the eighth inning started.

Both teams scored a run in the eighth, and the Blue Sox won in the bottom of the ninth when they sacrificed the ghost runner to third and two pitches later he scored on a wild pitch. The Stampeders would be playing the Blue Sox in the best of three series for the league championship.

The umpires announced that the four thirty game would start in half an hour. Coach Strong held a quick meeting. He announced the starting lineup and reminded the team of the importance of winning the first game of the series. “The Sox have already played two games today with the last one going extras. They have to be tired so make them work hard.”

After a quick infield the coaches and captains met with the umpires. Because they were the team from the winning bracket, the Stampeders were the automatic home team for game one.

As Logan had told Madison at the pool, Pedro was the starter. Logan started at shortstop and Madison at second base. The two friends were pleased to be playing the middle infield positions together. Their best play came in the top of the fourth when Pedro issued his only walk in what was then a scoreless game. The Blue Sox hitter rapped a hard grounder to Logan, who deftly flipped the ball to Madison coming in to cover second. Madison made a perfect pivot and fired a bullet to Elijah Brewer at first to nail the runner by a step.

Pedro gave a thumbs up to Logan and Madison. “Highlight reel,” he hollered.

The classic double play took the steam out of the already tired Lake Washington team. The Blue Sox were a hair off their A-game and gave up three runs in the bottom of the inning on a walk, a single, and two errors. Pedro took advantage of the situation and went the distance, throwing a three-hit shutout in a 5-0 win. The Stampeders had outscored their opponents 22-3 in their three tournament games.

Coach Strong told the team to eat healthy, get plenty of rest, and cautioned them that the Blue Sox would be well rested for the next game. “They played us tough during the regular season and I expect them to play us tough tomorrow. Be ready for a battle. Logan will start the first, and I hope, only game tomorrow.”

Susan and Madison’s mom, Laurie, agreed that there would be no overnight between their sons. No matter how well-intentioned the boys might be, a full night’s sleep was highly unlikely. And so, for the same reason Tony couldn’t spend the night on Thursday Madison couldn’t spend the night this time. But all three boys knew there was over a month left before the start of school and there would be many opportunities for overnights. ‘And who knows, maybe even a three-way with me, Tony, and Madison,’ Logan thought, his cock stirring at the thought.

SUNDAY, JULY 26

<Bellingham, Washington>

9:15 AM

“Damn, these sheets are gonna have to go in the wash,” Bryce Randall said as he played with his twin brother’s left nipple.

“Maybe we should start wearing condoms or something when we mess around at night,” Blake Randall responded.

“Taking over sheet washing is no biggie. Mom likes it that I ‘show initiative.’”

“I liked messing around better before we started shooting cum. We didn’t leave any evidence behind.”

“Yeah, but we still don’t shoot the big gobs of cum that Cayden shoots.” Cayden was a classmate, a basketball teammate, and their best friend. He had also become an occasional jerk off partner back in January during basketball season.

“And we don’t have tons of pubic hair like him either,” Blake pointed out. “In fact, from what I’ve seen, we’ve got the least pubic hair of anybody on our basketball team last year.” He looked down at his almost bare pubis. “Maybe a dozen hairs if I’m lucky.”

“Speak for yourself,” Bryce said, pointing to his scattering of thin red pubic hairs. “I got more than I can count.”

Bryce and Blake Randall were twelve and would be turning thirteen on August 11. They’d been enjoying sexual fun with each other since a few days after their tenth birthdays. They had enjoyed seeing each other naked as far back as they could remember and often bathed or showered together, but they didn’t touch each other sexually until one night in bed after lights out. While they each had their own bedroom, they preferred sleeping together, which they did more than half the time then and still did. They had full beds so there was plenty of room for both of them.

They had always slept in their underwear and a t-shirt or just their underwear until that fateful night when they decided they would sleep together in Blake’s bedroom. Before getting into his bed, Blake wordlessly took off his gray and black Hanes briefs, leaving him naked.

“I like that idea,” Bryce said simply, and he pulled off his white Fruits. As often happened, the twins had communicated and agreed on an idea without talking about it first.

Blake admired his naked twin brother. Bryce’s skin, which held a slight tan, had scattered freckles just like his did. Bryce’s brilliant red hair was unkempt, although the brothers were usually well kempt during the day. Bedtime, however, was another story. Their faces were freckled as well. Like the freckles on their bodies, the freckles on their faces were light and scattered. Their green eyes were, as their mother had once told their father, “hauntingly beautiful.”

As they usually did, they snuggled together once they’d settled into bed. Only this time, because they were naked, it felt different. Their tween cocklets stretched to just under three inches. They’d had boners before and even displayed them to each other, but that was as far as anything went. This felt much different.

“Can I touch yours?” Bryce asked.

“Only if I can touch yours, too,” his twin brother responded.

What they didn’t know was whether wanting to touch each other was okay. They decided that since they both wanted to do it, it had to be okay. Blake’s right hand made contact with his brother’s erection. He rubbed his fingers along it and then closed his hand around the hard little nail.

“That feels good bro,” Bryce said. “Rub it and I’ll tell you if it feels as good as when I do it to myself.”

“You rub yourself too?” Blake asked.

“Just since school was out.”

“Same with me. Why didn’t you tell me? We tell each other everything.”

“I guess I didn’t tell you for the same reason you didn’t tell me,” Bryce said.

“Cuz you were afraid I’d think you were weird?”

“Hmmmm, yep.” Bryce then reached over and touched Blake’s rock-hard little boner. “Let’s never let this thing get in our way of telling each other stuff ever again.”

Blake wrapped his hand around Bryce’s erection and said, “I boner swear never to keep anything sexy secret ever again.”

“Boner swear? I like it.” Bryce squeezed Blake’s erection and said, “I boner swear to share whatever is sexy with you always and forever.”

And then they wordlessly masturbated each other to dry cums. They were the most intense ones the twins had ever felt because they were the first ones they had enjoyed when they were touching each other. It felt so much better than when they did it solo that mutual masturbation became a regular part of their routine when they slept together.

They were soon kissing each other while masturbating. Realizing how good it felt when their cocks touched each other’s body, they were soon dry humping each other and fucking each other between their legs. They loved having their ass cheeks rubbed and would rub each other’s asses.

The week after they turned eleven, they discovered blow jobs after learning about the concept from their friend Cayden. Blow jobs raised sex to a higher level. Through experimentation they discovered the concept of the sixty-nine, which enhanced that level.

The day after Christmas, Bryce was gifted with his first wet cum. The twins knew from talking to Cayden, who learned his sex from his fourteen-year-old brother, Randy, about making semen. Blake was happy he hadn’t been sucking Bryce off when he shot. But Cayden had said cum didn’t taste bad and it was okay to swallow it, so Blake scooped up a couple of the clear wet drops on Bryce’s abdomen and decided that while he wouldn’t recommend it for dessert, it tasted okay. Two days later Blake shot four clear drops and a new phase in their life was underway.

They loved kissing each other and did it whenever they could. When their parents were out, they liked sitting in the den watching TV and making out, kissing each other while reaching inside each other’s lounge pants and fondling each other to orgasm. They seemed to get hornier and hornier.

As far as anal sex went, they talked about it, but didn’t do it. They knew butt fucking existed, but Cayden never mentioned it, so they never gave it a try. They did play with each other’s butt holes which included sticking a finger inside. Bryce kissed Blake’s hole once, but decided it was too gross to do again.

And that’s how their life was when they woke up that July Sunday morning. In less than two weeks they would be leaving Seattle on a cruise ship for an Alaska cruise. Their grandfather, William Randall, who became rich working for Microsoft, was paying for the cruise to give them a special thirteenth birthday to remember their becoming teenagers by. It would be a family affair with Grandma Margaret joining William in one cabin, Bryce and Blake in a cabin, and their parents in a third cabin. The cruise would be a seven-day adventure.

They were so excited to leave on the adventure they were already about eighty percent packed. Their only concern was whether there would be anybody their age on the ship they could make friends with. But, as their mom told them, “I’m sure there will be plenty of kids your age on board that ship. And as outgoing and friendly as you two are, you shouldn’t have a problem making friends.”

As far as they were concerned, that remained to be seen.

<Lake City Sports Complex>

10:30 AM

Logan woke up a few minutes after nine, feeling refreshed after a sound sleep. While he hated to admit it, he had to agree with his mom that Madison spending the night would not have been a good idea. He knew that he and his friend would have spent who knows how long messing around in bed. He hadn’t realized last night how tired he was until his head hit the pillow and he dropped instantly to sleep.

After showering he donned a pair of red boxer briefs, his jock, his uniform pants and his undershirt and went downstairs for breakfast. He assumed Chase was asleep in his bedroom and did his best not to disturb him as he showered.

It turned out Chase was sitting at the breakfast table with Eddie and Curt. All three of Logan’s brothers were dressed in shorts and t-shirts, which gave Logan the impression they would be coming to his game(s). That was the correct assumption.

Troy and Susan drove the Miller brothers in Troy’s Town and Country van to the Lake City sports fields. The Stampeders congregated in front of the first base dugout of Field 1, which was their assigned dugout for the day. Logan was there ten minutes early at 10:20. Madison ran over to him as soon as he saw him enter the field.

“I had an epic sleep last night,” Madison reported.

“Ditto for me,” Logan said.

“I guess our moms were right about not spending the night together, cuz I would have been, like, all over your ass.”

“Shh, not so loud.”

“Opps. Bad Madison. Sorry.” It didn’t appear anybody had overheard Madison, and the little slip was forgotten by Madison and Logan. Bailey couldn’t fail to notice how close Madison and Logan were becoming. But he didn’t have time to stew over it since he was slated to be the starting pitcher. Coach Strong decided to save Logan, who was his best available pitcher, for the “if” game should it be necessary.

The two teams met with their coaches, warmed up, and took infield practice. They both felt ready when the umpires called for the coaches to meet at home plate. It had been predetermined by the tournament committee that the Lake Washington Blue Sox would be the home team for the second game of the series. If the Stampeders won the game, they would be league champions. If they lost, then the two teams would square off in the tie-breaking “if” game scheduled to start a half hour after the first game ended.

The first two innings were scoreless. The Stampeders drew first blood in the top of the third on a triple by Pedro Martinez and a single by Morgan Thompson. Their lead was short-lived, however, as the Blue Sox answered with a big inning, scoring four runs in the bottom of the third. The Sox chased Bailey in the fifth after scoring two runs with nobody out, giving them a 6-2 lead. Madison, who had been playing left field, warmed up in the top of the fifth and came in from left to take over from Bailey.

Madison held the Sox scoreless for the rest of the game. The Stampeders scored twice in the top of the sixth to make the score 6-4, which ended up being the final. The teams would be playing the “if” game at two o’clock to determine the league championship.

The home team in the “if” game would be determined by a coin flip. The umpires held the coin flip as soon as the first game of the day ended so the teams could prepare accordingly. The Stampeders won the flip and elected to be the home team.

Logan was the starter and got the Stampeders off to a good start by striking out the first three batters he faced. A two-run double by Bailey in the bottom of the first gave the Stampeders an early lead. Logan was on top of his game and didn’t allow a baserunner until the top of the fourth when Rodney Borders doubled with two outs. He didn’t get past second base. Logan’s dominance over the Blue Sox through the first four innings had Coach Strong second guessing himself over his choice of starting pitcher in Game 2. He shook off that thinking, knowing he felt better having his best pitcher on the mound in a must-win game like this one was.

The Stampeders scored two more in the fifth when they put runners on second and third. They scored on Madison’s two-run single making the score 4-0. The game moved quickly. Logan gave up a leadoff single in the top of the sixth. He was the last runner of the game for the Sox. An RBI single by Bailey in the bottom of the inning gave the Stampeders a 5-0 lead.

Logan, who had dominated the Blue Sox on the mound, put the cherry on top in the top of the seventh by striking out the side. He pitched a two-hit shutout, walking none and striking out eleven in pitching the best game of his life.

After the Lake City players jumped on each other, hugging and dancing, they then exchanged handshakes with the teary-eyed Blue Sox, Coach Strong and Logan, the team captain, accepted the league’s first place trophy. The players then accepted their individual trophies and exchanged more hugs. They knew many of them wouldn’t see each other again until school started in September. Coach had already told them that the team banquet wouldn’t be scheduled until after school started.

Following negotiations with the mothers involved, it was agreed that Logan could spend the night at Madison’s house. “Just don’t come home with green hair,” Susan admonished her son.

“Hmm, she didn’t, like, say anything about purple hair, which would be radical,” Madison grinned as they walked to his mother Laurie’s car.

As soon as they arrived at Madison’s house, Madison and Logan grabbed their equipment bags and dashed inside. Laurie’s fiancée, Carmen, was waiting for them in the living room. As was usually the case in the Baker household, she was naked. She was pleased to see Logan, since she had a raging crush on him.

“Congratulations on your championship, boys,” she said. She had attended the game but went in her own car because she’d had breakfast with her sister and brother-in-law at IHOP earlier in the morning.

“Thanks, mom,” Madison said as he and Logan went into Madison’s bedroom. Even though the long-time girlfriends weren’t married yet, Madison decided he needed to get used to calling Carmen, mom. Since she had all but lived with his mother and him for over a year, Madison felt strongly that as soon as they were officially married, he would have to stop calling Carmen by her name and always call her mom. Since they had just told him the news of the engagement the night before, he figured getting a head start on doing that couldn’t hurt.

The boys pulled off their uniforms and underclothes, shared a brief but passionate kiss, and headed back into the living room to eat the lunch Carmen and Laurie were laying out on the kitchen table. When Carmen saw Logan naked her heart sped up. She knew he was untouchable, but that didn’t stop him from being a sexual heartthrob as far as she was concerned. She was disappointed that he wasn’t sporting an erection, however. It seemed to her that all the twelve-year-old boys she knew when she was that age always had hardons. But her memory was most likely exaggerating the erotic life of her youth. She’d have to ask Laurie about her experiences.

By the time she was fourteen it was all moot since she had found herself with a bigger attraction to girls’ boobs and pussies than boys and their constantly hard cocks, which she found disgusting. For some reason, Logan was the first male to give her sexual tingles since she was in high school. Strangely, her soon-to-be son Madison didn’t interest her sexually at all, but she did find herself loving him for his sunny, vivacious personality.

As the boys sat at the table, Carmen wondered just how far the two had gone sexually. She knew they both considered themselves gay and thought they would make beautiful boyfriends. Laurie agreed. But Logan had a boyfriend and that would keep Madison from being his boyfriend. They would be no more than best friends, which really wasn’t a big deal when she thought about it. She had no doubt the two were sexual with each other simply because that’s what boys that age did in their perpetual state of horniness. She assumed that eleven-year-olds like Madison weren’t all that different from twelve-year-olds. She had seen Madison sporting an occasional erection, which told her a lot. Pubescent boys were horn dogs—end of story.

Logan decided he and Madison would need to jerk off after lunch to keep him from popping wood when they went around the house naked. Madison’s mother had seen him hard a couple of times, and his own mother quite a few times since he’d hit puberty. It didn’t bother him since they were mothers. But the way Carmen looked at him sometimes made him nervous and she seemed to get worked up the couple of times she’d seen him hard. It wouldn’t hurt to take precautions, he thought as he wolfed down his toasted ham and cheese sandwich. But while Logan was curious about Madison’s naked mother to be, he was unmoved by what he saw.

“The way that game ended made me horny,” Logan said when he ascertained that he and Madison were alone.

“Funny how winning a championship does that to a guy,” Madison responded.

“You sound like you’re experienced at winning.”

“First time for me, so this is an entirely new feeling, and it’s, like, an epically radical feeling, and those feelings make me horny. And, so, now, it’s like, I seem to be getting more experienced at being horny. With me being, like, six weeks from being twelve I’m hearing from guys like you and Bailey tell me being twelve is, like, hornyville.”

“Hornyville?”

“Yeah, you know, an epic place where dudes keep getting horny all the time. It’s like boner heaven.”

“Sounds like a happy place,” Logan said. His cock had suddenly gotten rock hard and if Carmen saw it, well, he was cool with it as long as all she did was look.

“Let’s go to jerkoff central and, well, you know, jerk off.”

A couple of minutes later they were lying side by side on Madison’s bed. They were both beyond ready to jerk, suck, and in Logan’s case, fuck. It didn’t take long for the two tweens to shoot their immature loads; four drops of clear, watery semen shooting across Madison’s abdomen just above his navel down to his bare pubic region, and five drops of slightly more mature semen hitting Logan between his nipples and his equally bare pubic region.

Even though they were coming down from sexual highs, the two friends turned and looked at each other. “I know you got a boyfriend, but I gotta, like, totally do this,” Madison rasped as he leaned in and placed his lips against Logan’s. Surprised at first, Logan followed the first clear thought that hit his tween mind and opened his mouth. Their tongues instantly went to work against each other, darting in and out of each other’s mouths.

After their second orgasm of the afternoon, they lay quietly for a few minutes. Logan broke the silence. “How’s the boyfriend thing coming along with you and Bailey?”

“It’s not.”

Logan gave Madison a shocked look. “You two looked friendly enough at the games this weekend.”

“That’s because we’re still friends and it’s like we always will be. But the boyfriend thing isn’t for him. He said if he was gonna have a boyfriend it would be me for sure. We agreed that if the chances came up, we’d mess around with each other, but he’s, like, for sure not gay.”

“I’m sorry to hear that. You two looked good together.” As Logan made his way through the sixth grade and through the summer, he became more and more certain he was gay, and happy he had a boyfriend like Tony.

Logan and Madison spent the rest of the afternoon dressed in their underwear (red and green checked boxer shorts for Logan, baby blue briefs for Madison) playing croquet in the backyard, with Logan getting the win.

“Doesn’t playing in the backyard in your underwear bother you?” Logan asked Madison.

“Nobody’s complained yet,” Madison shrugged. “But I do naked after dark.”

“At least in my backyard we’ve got some privacy—most of the time. But we’ve been playing Cornhole more than croquet since dad brought the game home.”

“And I know you guys, like, cornhole each other, too.”

“That’s us. The cornholing Miller brothers,” Logan giggled.

“Which is so totally epic.”

They then played another game, with the moms playing the boys; the moms won. Carmen was disappointed Logan was wearing underpants, but she understood and figured it really was for the best. Not for the first time she chided herself for her porno thoughts.

Logan and Madison had one last romp in Madison’s bed after brushing their teeth and climbing into bed naked to sleep. Instead of going right to sleep, they decided that a sixty-nine would set them up for a good night’s sleep. They had pretty much shot themselves dry during the afternoon, but their near simultaneous orgasms were still intense.

As he and Madison snuggled into a good sleeping position, Logan thought about how Madison was the biggest horndog he had ever met, outside of himself maybe. He thought about how sexy Tony was but wasn’t sure if Tony would try for a triple orgasm like Madison did. Their naked bodies touching gave them a serene feeling and they soon dropped off into a restful night’s sleep.

Logan’s last thought as he fell asleep was that winning the league championship meant Chase would have to fuck him at a location of his choice. The thought gave him a tingle, but the long day found him dropping off to sleep before the tingle became something more.

MONDAY, JULY 27

<Lake City>

10:45

With Trajan spending the night at Levi’s house and Marco at Justin’s house, Tony felt a little bummed he couldn’t stay at Logan’s. But, not as bummed as he thought he would. For whatever reason they seemed to be spending less and less time together as the summer wore on. He knew Logan had spent last night at Madison’s house, but it seemed natural that since they had just won their league championship Logan would spend the night with a teammate who was his friend.

He still considered Logan to be one of his best friends but was beginning to have doubts about the whole boyfriend thing. The sex was fun and felt really good, even the anal sex, but it didn’t have a “boyfriend” feel to it, whatever that was. Other than the anal sex it was the same as before. Tony wondered if the problem was that Logan had three brothers, so there were often a lot of boys there. And things weren’t much better at his house since he shared his bedroom with Trajan. But he and Logan seemed to make it a bigger issue than it actually was since Trajan had recently been spending more nights at Levi’s house than at Tony’s.

Tony decided to quit fretting about it and ride his bike around the neighborhood hoping he would see Joey or somebody else he knew. Who he saw was a stranger, however. But that person would end up changing his life in a way he never expected.

It started when he rode past a house on his street that was a block and a half from his house and on the same side of the street. He saw a moving truck parked in front of the house, with two men carrying a couch into the house. The house had been for sale for a couple of months when a “sold” sign went up in the yard a couple of weeks ago. Tony wondered if the people moving in had any kids his age.

That question was answered when a girl, who looked to be his age, came out of the house and into the front yard. She went to a spot on the yard where boxes were stacked. The girl saw Tony slowly approach the truck and waved. He turned his bike toward the curb and stopped in front of the truck. He gave a shy little wave, dismounted the bike, and pushed it over the curb and onto the parking strip, where he set it down on its side.

The girl walked up to him and smiled. “Hi, my name is Cindy Wickens and I’m moving in here.”

Tony couldn’t help think that was exactly what he expected a dumb girl to say. ‘What else could you possibly be doing here?’ he wondered with a healthy helping of cynicism.

Cindy read the look on Tony’s face perfectly. “I know that sounded dumb, but I didn’t want you to think I was like a friend or a relative who was helping.”

“Well then, welcome to the neighborhood,” Tony said as he recovered his composure. What Cindy just said made perfect sense. “My name is Tony DeLuca and I live a block up the street. I’m going into seventh grade at Addams Middle School.”

“That’s, like really cool ‘cuz I’m going to go there and will be in seventh grade too. I’m twelve.”

“So am I.”

The two tweens looked each other over. Cindy had straight blond hair that hung down to the nape of her neck. Tony noted her full lips and the slight bulges in her breast that pushed at the front of her blue Thurgood Marshall Middle School t-shirt. Tony felt a sudden urge to touch them but knew that would be totally dumb and didn’t even twitch. Still, he had never looked at a girl and gotten the feeling he was getting right then.

Cindy liked Tony’s thick, but well-trimmed black hair. His athletic look made her think he played sports. Tony had the same thought about Cindy.

“I’m carrying boxes with my stuff into the house. The movers are working on the furniture and will be bringing the boxes later, but they said I could bring my own boxes that weren’t too heavy. Mine are the ones that have big black number twos on them.”

It didn’t take Tony but a couple of tries to realize he and Cindy would be picking up the smaller boxes since the big ones were too heavy. They each picked up a box and Tony followed Cindy up four steps to the front porch. The two movers came out of the front door just as the two tweens reached it.

“We have dollies that help a lot carrying the boxes,” Sam, the driver of the truck and the lead mover, said.

“This is Sam, the driver,” Cindy told Tony. “And this is Tony, my new friend,” she told Sam.

He squeezed Tony’s well-toned bicep. “Feels like you found yourself a strong dude,” Sam said.

“I didn’t find him, he found me,” Cindy said. “That’s his bike on the grass.”

“Your newfound friend looks like a keeper.”

Tony grinned and followed Cindy into the house. The house was a three-bedroom, one-story ranch style house. The tweens went into Cindy’s bedroom and set the boxes next to the three Cindy had already brought in.

“You’ve got a big bedroom,” Tony observed.

“It’s way bigger than the one I had before.”

“Where is Marshall Middle School?”

“It’s in San Diego. I liked it there. It was a cool school. Our team name was the Mustangs. But my dad transferred here because he’d earn a lot more money. He helps make computer software. My mom teaches elementary school, and she got hired a couple of weeks ago to teach at a school in Lynwood, wherever that is.” Tony noted that Cindy liked to talk.

“Lynwood is just north of Seattle. It’s not far from here.” Cindy was impressed that Tony eschewed using the word ain’t.

“What do your parents do?”

“They own a restaurant,” Tony answered. “Luigi’s Italian Restaurant. Luigi is my dad’s name. It’s in the Village.”

“How come it isn’t here in the city?”

“It is. The Village is a shopping area called Magnolia Village, but everybody calls it the Village.”

“That is so cool. I just love Italian food,” Cindy gushed.

The tweens walked out of the bedroom and into the living room where they ran across a lady telling the movers where to put an overstuffed chair. “That’s my mom,” Cindy informed Tony.

“Well, who do we have here?” Felicia Wickens asked.

“This is my new friend, Tony. Tony, this is my mother, Felicia.”

Tony stuck out his right hand as he had been taught to do and shook hands with Cindy’s mother. “Your new friend appears to be a polite young man,” Felicia grinned.

It was then that Cindy’s father, Dave, came into the house carrying a bag of takeout sandwiches from Subway. He set them in the kitchen and then went through the introduction routine with Tony. He left dealing with the movers to Felicia so he could get some questions answered. Cindy remained in the kitchen to hear what her dad found out from Tony.

The information Dave wanted most from him was where he went to school. He had researched the schools before going house hunting and had discovered that nearby Jane Addams Middle School was one of the top ranked middle schools in Seattle.

“Where do you go to school?” he asked.

“Jane Addams, home of the Jaguars. Go Red! And since I know you’ll want to know, we think we’re the best middle school in Seattle and we have the numbers to prove it.”

Dave liked the boy’s spunk, which made him much like his daughter. “What grade will you being starting?”

“I’m twelve and will be starting seventh grade just like Cindy. And if you ask me, I think that when you enroll her you should ask to have her in Mr. Nelson’s homeroom, which is my homeroom. He’s going to be my CORE teacher, too.”

“Do they have advanced placement classes there?”

“Yup, and I’m in the advanced CORE class.” CORE was a two-period class consisting of Language Arts and Social Studies.

“Well, I’d better help my wife with the moving, since it is rather important. Are you going to bring in more of your stuff Cindy?”

“Yes, I am, and Tony’s been helping me.” She didn’t mention that Tony had brought in only one box, but she assumed he was going to stay to help, which ended up being the case.

As they both worked together on Cindy’s stuff as well as other things they could help with they exchanged more information about each other. They discovered that their birthdays were a month apart; Tony’s was on May 4 and Cindy’s was on June 4. He learned that Cindy had no siblings and that she was a straight A student. And he was pleased to find out she was an athlete who played soccer, basketball, and softball.

Cindy learned that while Tony wasn’t a straight A student he did have an A- average, he played soccer and baseball, and he had a brother who was nine and going into fourth grade.

There were enough sandwiches that Tony was able to enjoy lunch with the Wickens family. He liked Cindy’s mom and dad, and he REALLY liked Cindy. He left for home just after 2:30 just after listening to Cindy’s parents discussing where they should go for dinner. Tony was certain he knew where that would be; he just had to call his mother first.

As Tony rode away, Felicia unpacked four boxes of linens and blankets. The bedding in the “1” boxes were for the master bedroom while the bedding in the “2” boxes were for Cindy’s bed. Since the movers had taken the beds apart in San Diego, it was their job to put them back together, so all Felicia and Cindy had to do was make their beds with a set of linen and blankets. No matter how the afternoon and evening played out, their beds were ready for sleeping. Dave made up the bed in the guest room. He and Felicia had been worried they might have to stay in a hotel overnight, but while there was a lot of work to do before they were fully moved in, their home was already home.

Marne didn’t disappoint her son when he asked her about treating the new neighbors to dinner at the restaurant. As soon as she made her decision, which was instantly, Tony hopped on his bike and rode back to the Wickens’ house. Almost all of the furniture and boxes were in the house; the movers would be leaving soon.

“I heard you guys talking about where to go for dinner just before I rode home,” Tony said.

“You’re welcome to join us,” Felicia said. “And it’s on us as thanks for all the help you gave us.”

“Thanks, but I’ve got a better plan for you.”

“Oh? And what would that be?” Felicia grinned.

“A full family dinner at Luigi’s Italian restaurant, on the house. My mom and I will be there for sure and maybe my brother Marco.” Tony gave Felicia his mother’s phone number so she could make arrangements for the evening.

Felicia called Marne and the two mothers hit it off instantly. Marne told Felicia that she and Tony would be the only DeLucas at the dinner. “Luigi and Marco are going to Trajan’s lacrosse game. Trajan is our nephew and is living with us while his parents are away.”

Tony had really been looking forward to going to Trajan’s lacrosse match. But he enjoyed being able to make the Wickens family moving day special by helping them move stuff and by getting them a great free dinner. Plus, he would get to know Cindy better by sitting with her at the restaurant.

<Genesee Park Lacrosse Field #1, Seattle>

5:30 PM

Trajan and Levi agreed to not come out to their lacrosse team until after the last game of the season. They wanted the team’s focus to be on the team and not on the two of them. They also agreed to come out to their parents after Trajan’s parents arrived in Seattle.

And so, their attention was mostly focused on their 7:00 game against the Queen Anne Royals, but they couldn’t help exchanging coy looks on occasion. The game was the first game of a best of three league championship series. The Falcons had won their league matchup with the Royals by a score of 8-6. The Falcons agreed that the Royals were the toughest defensive team they had faced all season and were prepared for an intense game.

Genesee Park was picked as the neutral site of the playoff series by the Metro League because of its seating capacity, available parking, accessibility, and the new soft turf field surface. The park had two full lacrosse fields.

The Royals dominated the game from the start, and when time ran out, they had a 12- 7 win over the Falcons. The second game would be played the next day at 7pm. If a tie-breaking game ended up being needed it would be played on Thursday.

“I couldn’t do nothing the whole game,” Jack Johnson whined as the teams waited for the coaches to meet them in the bleachers. “It felt like my feet were glued to the turf.”

A couple of other players had the same complaint. “I knew that turf sucked and I’m glad I’m not alone in my thinking,” Jack said.

Trajan spoke up as the two coaches and Denny Wolfe, the team captain, joined the team in the bleachers. “I got news for you, Jack,” Trajan said.

“What’s that?”

“The Royals played on the same field we did.”

Jack glared at Trajan, but before he could say anything, Coach Vincent spoke up. “Okay, guys, we got that one out of our system. And say what you want about the turf, both teams played on the same turf, and from what I overheard from the Royals players, they loved the feel of the turf.” The league had scheduled only a couple of games at Genessee because it was used mostly by two other leagues: one a twelve and under and the other an eighteen and under.

“Excuses are for losers,” Denny said.

“Are you calling us losers?” Jack barked.

“Check the scoreboard,” Trajan pointed out.

Jack turned toward Trajan and was about to say something when Coach Vincent approached them. “That’s enough gentlemen,” he said firmly.

The coach then addressed the entire team. “We’ve come too far this season to end it sniping at each other. Tomorrow, we will come to play lacrosse the way we know how to play lacrosse. Let’s toss the excuses in the garbage cans at the exit and make ourselves the winners we know we can be.” The coach dismissed the team. The players grabbed their equipment bags and left the bleachers.

“Hey Trajan,” Jack Johnson called out as Trajan and Levi headed for the exit.

‘Oh, boy, here it comes,’ Trajan thought. ‘Just when I think he was becoming a good teammate and we were starting to become friends, Jack is going to be his asshole self and tell me he’ll kick my butt if I get on his ass again.’ Trajan stopped and was about to open his mouth first and give Jack a raft of shit when he saw Levi shake his head. Instead, he decided to let Jack make an ass of himself.

But Jack surprised him. “There’s only one person on this team can call me on my shit, and that’s you. You’re right—if the turf is good enough for those buttheads then it’s even better for us because we’re a better team.”

“Sounds like you’re ready to kick some serious ass tomorrow,” Trajan said.

“It’s more like I think WE are ready to kick some serious ass tomorrow.” Jack gave Trajan a light punch on his shoulder. Levi and four other Falcons who heard the exchange cheered and waved their arms. Trajan stepped over to Jack, wrapped his arms around him, and gave his teammate a tight hug. “You’re a special dude,” he said.

“That makes two of us, California boy,” Jack grinned.

The team left Genesse Park in a surprisingly positive mood considering how badly they’d been kicked on the field.

It had been decided before the game that Trajan was going to spend the night at Levi’s, which had become a frequent occurrence.

Luigi and Marco had been Trajan’s family members at the game. Justin had come to watch the game with Marco. Marne and Tony had something come up at the restaurant and weren’t able to come to the game. Trajan would wait to find out what had come up.

Luigi assured Trajan that all four DeLucas would be at Tuesday’s game. “And if you guys end up playing on Thursday, I got my ways to be there, too,” Luigi said. “But you know how the restaurant business can be.” Trajan nodded his head. One of the many things he had learned about the restaurant business was that final plans were often not final.

“I thought you and Jack were gonna come to blows for a minute there,” Levi said after he and Trajan climbed into Levi’s bed.

“I kinda misread Jack and, yeah. I was about to let the asshole have it, only he wasn’t an asshole. I’m glad you tapped me like you did or I might have wrecked my whole summer.”

“That’s what friends…make that boyfriends…are for. I think Jack’s become a decent dude this season and a good teammate, and you’ve helped him a lot. You being really good made him play better and quit bragging about how good he was.”

“Trust me, he helped me too.”

“Do you think if we ate each other’s sperm tonight we’ll play better tomorrow?” Levi asked.

“My theory is we will, so let’s test it out before we go to sleep.”

The result was a very satisfying sixty-nine for the new boyfriends that ended up leaving the bed covers on the floor. After pissing and putting the bed back together, they snuggled and quickly fell asleep.

<Luigi’s Italian Restaurant>

Tony and Marne sat with the Wickens family. Dave and Felicia fell all over themselves thanking Marne for the wonderful moving-in treat. Marne and Tony both recommended the beef lasagna. Tony hoped Cindy wasn’t a vegan or vegetarian after he made the recommendation. She wasn’t and everybody ordered it. The Wickens agreed it was the best lasagna they’d ever had. “And Felicia makes a pretty mean lasagna,” Dave said.

Marne was pleased to hear it. She knew the restaurant had given out some free meals, but she also knew that she had made some good neighbors as well as future customers.

Nobody failed to notice that not only had Tony and Cindy quickly claimed seats next to each other, but as the meal went on the two tweens seemed to nudge closer to each other. After they all finished their gelatos, it was agreed that the Wickens would drive Tony home.

Tony and Cindy sat in the backseat of the Wickens’ car, mainly because it was the only place they could sit. On the way to dinner, Tony had told Dave he knew the best way to the restaurant. Dave had the car’s GPS on just in case, but had the sound turned off. At one intersection, when Tony instructed Dave to take a right turn and the GPS said to continue straight, Dave followed Tony’s direction. Three blocks later the GPS, which had adjusted to the new route gave a left-turn instruction on the instrument panel at the same time Tony said to turn left. Dave could soon see that Tony not only knew the quickest route, but he also knew where the best parking was. Dave complimented him on his good work.

Dave drove the reverse route home using the GPS so he could talk to Tony and get to know him better. He had to admit he already liked the boy better than the boy in San Diego who Cindy had called her boyfriend.

Tony answered a couple of questions from Dave and Felicia, but the talk soon ended. Tony was surprised to feel something rubbing his hand and knew right away it had to be Cindy’s fingers. He looked down, shifted his hand, and wrapped his fingers in between Cindy’s. He had held Logan’s hand a few times and knew how the handholding process worked.

The tweens were holding each other’s hands tightly, squeezing each other’s fingers. Tony felt himself getting hard. For the first time in his life a girl was giving him a boner. He had to admit he liked it---he liked it a lot. He also liked the texts he received from Marco and Trajan reporting on the Falcons’ playoff loss .

That night when he commenced jerking off, he thought about Cindy and wondered what a girl his age, or any girl, looked like naked. He also wondered if she kissed as good as Logan did. But when his orgasm arrived, his thoughts went to giving Trajan a blow job and having his cousin fill his mouth with cum.

TUESDAY, JULY 28

<Pierce’s House>

9:30am

Pierce was sitting at his desk in his bedroom working on his laptop computer when his phone chimed. It was Dana Rutledge, the advisor of the Swing Dance Club calling.

“Good morning, Miss Rutledge, how are you?” Pierce greeted.

“Hey, Pierce. I’m doing fine. How has your summer been going?

“It’s been a great summer. Drake and I are going on an Alaska cruise in a few days with my Dad. We’re really looking forward to it.”

“That sounds like a fine time,” Dana said. “I have a question for you.”

“Shoot.”

“Several of the Swing Dance Club members have asked me if we could have a club meeting some time around the end of August, before school starts, where they could invite family and friends. The more I thought about it, the more I liked the idea. Sort of a dance party and family night all rolled into one.”

“I love that idea,” Pierce said. “Every time Drake comes to a meeting with me, we have an awesome time dancing together and with other people. Families and friends would love it. Any way I can help?”

“Well, that’s why I called,” Dana said. “I’d like you and Austin to consider being co-djs at an event like that. He has a wonderful touch for selecting great R&B dance music and you have a wonderful touch for selecting great big band and pop dance music. Between the two of you, I think you could work up a great playlist.”

“Have you talked with Austin about it?”

“No - but I’m sure he’d be up for it.”

“I’d be on board, for sure,” Pierce said. “Would you want us to DJ together?”

“No, I was thinking that you could trade off. Maybe you play the first half hour and then Austin could play for a half hour and then you just keep alternating. That way each of you would have a chance to dance with family and friends while the other DJs. Or if you and Austin want to work out a different idea, it would be OK with me.”

“Will there be food?”

“I can’t imagine a gathering of teenagers being a success without food. I’m sure I’ll find some parents willing to help out with that.”

“Sweet. Oh, and we leave Seattle on our cruise on Saturday August 8th and get back home on Saturday the 15th,” Pierce said. “When I get back could Austin and I meet with you and decide on final details? I’d be available any day after Sunday the 16th. I’d need Sunday to unpack and unwind.”

“That’d be fine, Pierce,” Dana said. “I’ll get in touch with Austin and see what he thinks and what days he’d be free to meet. I’ll let you know. I’m sure we can make a great time out of it and people would love it.”

“Thanks, Miss Rutledge. Glad you called. We’ll talk later.”

“You’re welcome, Pierce. Bye.”

As soon as Dana Rutledge disconnected, Pierce dialed Drake’s number. “Hey stud,” Drake answered. “What’s up besides my cock?”

“Dude, your cock’s always up.”

“I know,” Drake replied. “And it’s your fault. It’s thoughts about my hot-ass boyfriend that keep causing it.”

“It gives you something to play with,” Pierce said.

“Guilty,” Drake agreed. “Although it feels way better when you play with it. So, what’s going on?”

“I just got a call from Miss Rutledge - you know, the advisor to the Swing Dance Club. She’s come up with the idea of having a Dance Club family night where peeps could invite family and friends. She wants me to share the DJ job with Austin.”

“Holy shit, what an awesome idea,” Drake said enthusiastically. “I wish I’d come up with that.”

“I wish I had, too,” Pierce said. “She wants to plan it for late August before school starts.”

“Before your school starts or my school starts?”

“We haven’t decided yet but that’s an important point,” Pierce said. “I’d want it to be before your school starts. That would be best for other friends being able to be there.”

“You just know we’d have to invite Chase and Dillon and Trajan and Levi. From what I saw of the dancing they did at the Madness party, they’d love it.” Pierce didn’t answer and Drake could hear him breathing heavily. “Are you jackin’ yourself?”

“Well, I was until just now,” Pierce gasped. “Holy fuck that felt good.”

“I need to come over to your house tonight,” Drake said. “I haven’t seen you since Sunday.”

“It’s a date,” Pierce said as he made kissing sounds into the phone.

<Genesse Park Lacrosse Field #1>

5:30 PM

Trajan and Levi’s theory that enjoying a blow job in bed would lead to them playing better the next day was proven correct, at least on that Tuesday. Trajan scored five goals, three of them on assists from Levi (who scored a goal off a Jack Johnson assist in the third quarter) as the Falcons dominated the Royals in the same fashion the Royals had dominated them the day before.

The 14-8 win felt especially good after some of the Royals players were heard talking trash about the Falcons before the game, saying things like they were so bad the game would be all but over by half-time and they’d be able coast to the league championship. The Falcon players were smart enough to keep their mouths shut, which wasn’t easy. But as Trajan told his teammates as they walked to their side of the field, “Talk’s cheap. It’s what you do on the field that counts.” For the record, the score at the half was the Falcons 8 and the Royals 2.

The championship series was tied 1-1 and the rubber match would be played Thursday on the same field. Trajan and Levi agreed they would need to test the BJ theory out again on Wednesday night.

One thing that made Trajan especially happy was that his entire Seattle family was there: Luigi, Marne, Tony, and Marco cheered wildly. It was especially gratifying for Trajan to see his usually staid Uncle Luigi going bonkers in the stands after good plays and goals. The only thing that kept the evening from being perfect was that his parents weren’t there.