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By the time Nico's parents came down for dinner, his hard-on had gone away. But every time he looked at them, he felt his face get warm, and he wondered if they noticed him blushing.
"Something wrong, Nico?" his mom asked towards the end of the meal. "You've been quiet."
Nico shook his head. "No, not really," he lied. He wasn't embarrassed that he had heard his parents having sex; he was embarrassed that he had been turned on by it.
"Are you sure?" his dad persisted.
Nico nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine." He forced a smile, but his parents didn't look convinced.
That night, Mr. Cavalloni came alone to say good night to his son. "So what's wrong, Nico?" he asked, sitting down on the edge of his son's bed.
Wiping toothpaste from the corners of his mouth, Nico came out of his bathroom and joined his dad on the bed. "Nothing, Dad, really."
"I don't believe you," Mr. Cavalloni said. He looked his son in the eye and waited.
Nico gave in under his father's stare. "Ugh. Fine. I heard you and Mom in the shower earlier."
Mr. Cavalloni raised his eyebrows. "Oh really? And you were embarrassed by what you heard? You know that wasn't the first time we've had sex." His dad joked.
Nico shook his head. "No, it wasn't that. It's just that..." he paused, "I got kind of excited when I heard it."
"Don't be embarrassed, son. You're 12. It's normal to get excited about sex."
"But my parents having sex? Shouldn't that freak me out, not make me... you know."
Mr. Cavalloni laughed. "A lot of kids do get 'freaked out' by it, especially if they walk in on their parents. I don't think it's a 'requirement' that you freak out, if you know what I mean. Everyone reacts to things differently. There's nothing wrong with you."
Nico smiled at his dad. "If you say so."
"I do say so. Now, time for bed." Mr. Cavalloni slapped his son's thigh and stood up. He left the room and returned with Nico's mom.
"Good night, honey," his mom said, kissing him on the forehead.
"Good night, son," Mr. Cavalloni said, squeezing his son's shoulder.
Nico slept late Sunday morning, and then read for a while. After lunch, he went with his dad to buy more compression shorts, since he would need a pair every day for gym class, and more pairs of the boxer-briefs that he liked. When he returned, he tried on a new pair of sliders and went for a bike ride with Drew. That evening, Nico finished his homework and watched TV.
Before bed, Nico packed his gym clothes and a towel in a small bag. He decided to wear the sliders to school and change into his boxer-briefs after showering. That way, he wouldn't have to get completely naked right away.
Before they left to pick up Drew, Nico's mom gave him a check to buy two additional sets of gym clothes. Dani Cavalloni insisted that Nico bring home his gym clothes and towel daily, but she had no intention of doing laundry every night.
Drew came out of his house already dressed in his gym clothes. "I should have done that," Nico thought.
Drew smiled at Nico and said hi to Mrs. Cavalloni as he climbed into the back seat. They were off to school and their first real day of gym.
Once in the locker-room, Nico was surprised to see that many students, who hadn't normally arrived early for class, were already present and changing. Some were dressed and sitting on the bench waiting for the bell. In his own row, Nico saw that Travis and David were dressed and sitting next to each other on the bench, but Gary and Matt hadn't yet arrived. Drew sat down in front his locker and placed his backpack and gym bag inside.
Nico hung his backpack in the locker and placed his gym bag on the bench. He took his gym clothes and shoes out of the bag. He kicked off his flip-flops and placed them on the bottom of his locker. He took off his shirt, and raised his gym shirt to his head.
Drew glanced to his left, admiring Nico's taut stomach. A covert glance up reminded Drew that his new friend's underarms were still mostly bare. Nico pulled the shirt down over his head, and Drew looked down before Nico's eyes reappeared.
Nico reached for the waistband of his shorts. Feeling suddenly self-conscious, since he was the only one actually changing, he turned towards the wall. When Drew heard Nico's zipper coming down, he again looked to his left, hoping for another glimpse of his friend's cock. He was disappointed to see not only that Nico had turned away from him, but also that he was already wearing his sliders, which meant he wouldn't be changing underwear. Still, Drew enjoyed the way the tight athletic shorts hugged the Italian boy's round ass. Drew stealthily reached between his legs and adjusted his hardening cock.
Nico sat down on the bench to put on his shoes. Just as he finished, Gary and Matt sauntered into the locker-room.
"Hey guys," Nico said.
"'Sup, Nico?" Matt said. Gary nodded hello.
Without hesitation, Gary took off his shirt and dropped his pants, pulling his gym shorts on over his boxers. Matt did the same. Soon, the bell rang, and everyone headed out to the gym. They had three minutes to get to the gym after the final bell, which allowed for time to change if someone were running late to school.
To the left of the gym door was a set of wooden bleachers. Through the opening beneath them, Nico could see the metal frame that allowed the bleachers to be rolled out or collapsed against the wall. There was plenty of room for someone to climb in and hide.
The boys rounded the bleachers and saw the girls filing in from a door on the other side of the bleachers. For the first time, the boys and girls would be together for class. Nico saw Elena talking with her friends, her arms crossed over her chest. He hadn't realized she was in his gym class. He swallowed nervously, thankful that he had chosen to wear sliders.
There were numbered spots at the bottom of the bleachers. After everyone entered, Mr. Faggi explained that numbers would be assigned alphabetically and that each morning the students should come in and sit at their assigned numbers, so that he could take attendance quickly.
"So as I call roll, please take a seat, starting with number 1. Take note of your number, because if you're sitting in the wrong place, you may be marked absent." He began calling names.
Mr. Faggi called "Drew Beck," and Drew took his seat in front of number 4. For the past week, whenever Mr. Faggi had called roll, Cavalloni had followed Beck, so Nico started to walk to number 5. Then Mr. Faggi called "Elena Busto," and Nico stopped; he wasn't next to Drew, he was next to Elena.
He sat down next to Elena and smiled at her.
"Hi," she said, smiling back. "I didn't realize you had this class."
"Neither did I," he said. "I mean, that YOU had it, not me." Nico blushed.
Elena laughed. "I knew what you meant."
"So we get to start and end the day together." Nico stated the obvious.
"Uh huh," Elena responded.
Drew leaned forward to look around Elena and rolled his eyes at Nico.
Mr. Faggi started class, and about 30 minutes later, the boys and girls headed back to their respective locker-rooms. They had seven minutes before the bell rang to end class and another six minutes to get to their next class. Each day, then, they would have 30-40 minutes of actual gym time, depending on how long it took to take attendance and give directions.
Nico walked with his friends to their row of lockers. As Nico twirled the combination lock, he realized that this was the hardest part of the day. He took a deep breath and thought about what Mr. Faggi had said: It's only as awkward as you make it. Act normal, he kept telling himself.
Nico pulled off his sweaty gym shirt and stuck it in his locker along with his shoes and socks. He was about to pull down his shorts when he noticed that the other guys had wrapped their towels around their waists before taking off their shorts. Even Gary, who had seemed so knowledgeable and confident during the previous week, was changing this way. It didn't make much sense to Nico, since they would soon be in the showers, but he didn't want to stand out. He put on his towel and reached under to take off his shorts.
David quickly walked to the end of the line of showers, which would give him the most privacy: he would have only one person next to him, and he wouldn't have other guys walking past him to get to a free shower. Travis took the shower next to David, and Matt took the shower across. Gary was next to Matt, and Nico took the shower next to Gary. He nodded to Drew to take the shower across. Since there were 19 guys in the class and only 20 showers, it didn't make sense to try to spread out; it was more comfortable to be near friends. The guys hadn't actually discussed this, but it appeared they all felt the same way.
Nico placed his towel on the bench and stepped into his cubicle. He breathed deeply, willing himself to stay calm. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Gary was cupping his cock and balls in one hand and adjusting the temperature of his shower with the other. Nico reached down to do the same, but was unable to cover his long, soft cock and balls with his hand. He did the best he could, coiling his dick in his palm. When the water was warm enough, he released his endowment and stepped under the spray.
He closed his eyes and let the water wash over him. After a few seconds, he wiped his eyes and reached for the soap. He pumped several squirts of soap into his hands and lathered up his body, paying the most attention to his underarms and crotch, washing away the sweat. He then pumped shampoo into his hand and washed his hair. As he rinsed the shampoo from his hair, he heard Gary turn off his shower.
Nico was feeling much more comfortable about the shower situation; if he focused on what he was doing, he didn't think about the fact that others were in there with him. Since he hadn't been looking around at anyone, aside from his quick glance at Gary, he figured the others in his class were also focused on themselves. He grabbed his towel from the end of the shower and dried his hair, facing the corner of the shower near Gary.
To Nico's right, Gary said something under his breath. It was one syllable, and it could have been a surprised "huh" or a derisive "hah."
Nico wiped his face with the towel and looked towards Gary, who was looking right back. Other showers were now turning off. "What?" Nico said.
"Nothing, bro." Gary chuckled, and as he wrapped his towel around his waist, he looked Nico in the eye and gave his usual smirk.
Nico wasn't sure how to respond, so he finished drying and put on his towel. By now, everyone else was also drying off. Nico looked across the room at Drew, who looked up from drying his legs and grinned at him. A few guys stood very close to the wall to hide themselves as they dried. A guy next to Drew was trying to keep the towel over his crotch as he dried his lower body. He then pulled on his boxers under his towel before drying his upper body.
Nico could hear Matt and Gary whispering to each other as the group filed into their row. Trying to ignore their whispers, Nico walked to his locker and took his boxer-briefs out of his bag. He put them on under his towel, as he noticed his friends doing. Then, he dropped the towel and put on his shorts, pulling the fly wide open to accommodate his bulge before zipping them up.
Drew sat down on the bench and from the corner of his eye watched Nico wrestle his bulging crotch into his shorts. His cock began to harden, so he stood and moved close to his locker. With his back to the group and his hands and crotch concealed by the open locker door, he adjusted his hardening cock straight up and held it in place with the waistband of his boxers, making it less noticeable.
Nico hung his gym clothes and towel in his locker to dry, intending to come back at the end of the day to pack them into his gym bag to take home to his mom. When he turned to put on his backpack, he saw Matt quickly look away from him and towards Gary. Nico gave them both a confused look, not sure what was going on, but he was suddenly very self-conscious about the locker-room and shower-room situation.
The bell rang, and the guys headed out of the locker-room together.
At lunch that day, Drew went off to buy his lunch, and Nico headed to their usual table. He was surprised to see Matt joining them for lunch for the first time. Matt, Gary, Travis, David, and Connor were huddled together talking quietly. David saw Nico approaching, and the group sat back. Connor was blushing bright red, but Matt and Gary smiled broadly at Nico.
"What's going on, guys?" Nico asked.
"Not much," Gary answered. "Just answering some questions for the guys."
"Sex questions?" Considering how red Connor's face was and the conspiratorial way the group had been talking, Nico thought he had guessed correctly.
"Something like that," Matt said, indicating an empty seat next to him. Nico sat down, feeling shut out from the group.
"Care to share?" Nico asked.
Drew showed up and sat down across from Nico. "What's up?" he asked.
"Apparently Gary was answering some secret questions," Nico answered.
"What secret questions?" Drew bit into his pizza.
"No idea," Nico answered. "I was late to the party, I guess."
Gary winked at Drew.
The group fell into general chitchat until the bell rang, and they headed to their last two classes.
Before meeting up with Drew and Travis after school, Nico headed to the locker-room to pick up his gym bag and his extra sets of gym clothes from Mr. Faggi. When he entered the locker-room, a number of students were there, some still getting dressed after last-period gym and some in the special locker-room for the team sports. He was a little surprised to see Connor there, since he was one of the smaller guys in his grade, but he was getting dressed for football practice along with everyone else.
"Hey, Connor," Nico said, waving at his friend.
Connor looked surprised to see Nico, but responded with an eager hello. As Nico walked to Mr. Faggi's office, he saw Connor whispering to one of the 8th graders, whose eyes followed Nico until the younger boy reached the office.
After collecting his gym bag and his extra gym clothes from Mr. Faggi, Nico hurried to meet Drew and Travis and headed home.
That night, Nico had trouble falling asleep. He knew that he had heard Gary say something to Matt in the locker-room right after their showers. And the way everyone stopped talking when he came to the lunch table made him sure they had been talking about him. He just couldn't figure out what they could have been saying. He didn't think he had done anything unusual or embarrassing in the locker-room. He had undressed and dressed like everyone else. Thankfully, he hadn't experienced an unwanted erection, which had been a real concern, so that wasn't the problem. He wasn't overweight and didn't have any weird deformities, so he knew that wasn't it, either. He wondered if he should have asked his dad about it.
Dressing for school, Nico felt even more nervous about gym than he had the previous day. If his friends had been talking about him because of something that had happened during gym, what had they been saying? He tried to force himself to remain positive and focused on acting natural.
He and his mom picked up Drew, who smiled and said hi as usual. At least Drew wasn't acting any differently around him, Nico thought, as they drove to school.
They started class that day by jogging around the gym to warm up. Nico found his eyes drawn to the girls as they ran, their breasts bouncing under their school-issued shirts. He was glad he had chosen to wear compression shorts each day, unlike Gary. The way Gary's crotch was bouncing made it obvious that his boxers didn't provide much support. When Nico saw Gary coolly adjust his cock through his shorts, he both envied and admired that his friend wasn't concerned about anyone seeing him.
The shower arrangement was very much the same as the day before, but Matt took the shower next to Nico, and Gary took the shower across from Matt. Nico tried to focus on the shower, ignoring what others were doing. They all took showers every day; this wasn't a big deal, so it didn't matter what Gary or the others might have said or thought.
As he showered, Nico thought of the way Gary's shorts had bounced around during their run. He had seen Drew's cock before, and he knew he was bigger than Drew, but that didn't mean much as far as everyone else was concerned.
He felt the urge to look around the room to see how he matched up with the other guys in his class, especially Gary, but he was worried about getting caught. Even though Mr. Faggi had said it wasn't unusual to compare, Nico felt it would still be embarrassing to have someone notice him looking.
Nico washed the soap from his hair and eyes and turned off the shower. He turned towards Matt as he reached for his towel. Matt's eyes flicked quickly up to Nico's face. Matt continued drying himself as though nothing had happened. Nico quickly glanced down at Matt's crotch, but it was covered by his towel.
Still not sure what to think, Nico stared at the wall, finished drying himself, and wrapped his towel around his waist. His soft cock and balls made a slight tent in the front of his towel, and every time he came near someone, he felt like they had just looked away from him.
At lunch that day, Nico was again surprised to see Matt join the group, but he was relieved that there were no clandestine conversations when he sat down. He still had the feeling that his friends were looking at him differently. At one point, Nico looked at the table across from them and saw the 8th grader Connor had spoken to smiling at him.
"Who's that guy I saw you talking to yesterday?" Nico asked Connor.
"When?"
"In the locker-room, when you were getting ready for practice."
"Oh. That's just Brett. Why?"
"Because he's, like, staring over here."
Drew turned around to figure out who was staring, and Gary leaned to the left to look around Drew.
"I wouldn't worry about it," Gary said, and Drew nodded his agreement. "He's probably just trying to figure out who you are, since you're still new here."
Brett said something to his friends and nodded in the direction of Nico's table. The two guys sitting across from the Brett turned to look, and the guy sitting next to him stood up slightly to see over his friends. Nico wasn't sure if they were looking at the whole table or at him; he blushed and looked down.
Nico again had a restless night. He couldn't shake the feeling that people were looking at him all the time. Not just the guys from his gym class, but other guys and even girls. He had wanted to talk to his dad about it, but he was working late to finish a presentation for his department meeting, and Nico hadn't been able to get him alone.
The next morning, Nico's mom dropped him and Drew at school. It was only the third day of gym, but Nico was struggling to maintain a positive attitude about the locker-room. He didn't mind the class itself, but he didn't know how to handle the locker-room. He thought he had been acting like everyone else, but apparently he was wrong.
Before entering the locker-room, Nico grabbed Drew's arm. "Do you know what's going on?"
"What are you talking about?" Drew responded, but Nico thought he saw understanding behind Drew's eyes.
"I feel like everyone is talking about me and whispering about me, and I don't know what I did."
"Oh," Drew said. "What you did?"
"Yeah. What the hell is wrong?"
"Okay, look, there's nothing wrong. You didn't 'do' anything. Just trust me. I would tell you, man."
Nico looked hard at Drew's face. He seemed to be telling the truth, and Nico didn't think that his new friend (his best friend?) would lie to him. He decided to trust Drew.
The bell rang just as Gary arrived in the locker-room. The others headed to the gym while Gary hurried to change and get to the gym within the 3-minute window.
As it had the day before, class started with a jog around the room before moving on to other activities. As he had the day before, Nico enjoyed the view he had of the girls. He was somewhat surprised, though, that he found himself looking not only at Gary's bouncing crotch, but also Matt's. Were they really just wearing boxers under their gym shorts?
Nico felt his cock plump, a reaction that was exacerbated by the fact that he could feel his thigh flexing against it as he ran. Despite his parents having grown up in Catholic households, Nico had never heard them express any belief in a god, and they hadn't gone to Mass except to appease their parents in years. Still, Nico found himself praying that his sliders and loose gym shorts wouldn't fail to conceal what his cock was doing.
Mr. Faggi blew the whistle to bring the run to an end. Nico looked across the gym and saw Drew pull Gary aside, whispering quietly to him. Gary looked at Nico over Drew's shoulder, then looked back at Drew and nodded.
Back in the locker-room, Nico was about to pull off his sliders and head to the showers when Gary tapped him on the shoulder and said, "Hey, man."
"Yeah?" Nico answered.
"Sorry it seemed like we were talking bad about you. Drew told me. We definitely were not saying anything bad."
Nico felt some tension leave his body. "You sure?"
Gary nodded.
"Then tell me what you were saying."
Gary grinned broadly at Nico. "Drew said you didn't know, but I didn't believe him. I guess he was right."
Nico looked expectantly at Gary, wondering what he didn't know.
Gary's voice got quiet. "Dude, now I totally get why you were so worried about your boners being too noticeable. Your dick is huge, man."
The others in the row were standing in their towels, watching the exchange.
Nico was a little confused, not sure whether Gary was being serious. He looked over at Drew, who smiled. "Toldja it wasn't anything to worry about."
"Are you serious?" Nico asked Gary.
Gary nodded, still grinning.
"Hundred percent serious," Matt added. "Haven't you noticed?"
He had been so focused on not being caught looking that he didn't realize that everyone else was checking him--and each other--out. And the few times he dared try, the other guy had been covered up. "I just focus on getting clean and getting out. I actually thought I might be behind."
Everyone in the row laughed. "Oh, man," Travis said. "That's hilarious. Did you really think that was small?" Travis nodded down in the direction of Nico's cock, outlined in his sliders.
Nico blushed. "I dunno, man." Nico felt both proud and embarrassed by this revelation from his friends.
Matt rolled his eyes and looked at Gary. Gary nodded and pulled his shorts down. The other guys turned their backs to the open end of their row and opened their towels.
Nico was taken aback by their actions. "What are you doing?"
"Just look around, bro," Matt said.
And Nico did. Drew's bare cock was familiar to him, so he already knew he was bigger. Travis and David were about the same size as Drew. Gary was not as big as Nico had expected, though his soft cock was longer than Drew's and considerably thicker. Gary's balls, however, hung lower and were the biggest of the group, including Nico. Matt's dick hung lower than Gary's.
Nico dropped his shorts and looked down at his own cock. He was clearly the biggest. His embarrassment went away, replaced by a shadow of confidence. He smiled involuntarily. He was no longer the least bit worried about the showers.
Now that the "secret" was out, lunch was much more comfortable than it had been the previous two days. Matt was now a permanent addition to their table. Nico still felt a little awkward when he noticed people casting covert glances in his direction and whispering, but now that he knew the reason behind it, he was no longer embarrassed.
Near the end of lunch, Gary leaned over the table towards Nico and quietly asked, "So have you ever measured it?" The others leaned in.
"No," Nico answered, "but I thought about it after Mr. Faggi told us what the average was. I looked at a ruler to see how big six inches is..." He spread out his fingers to show.
Gary grinned. "You gotta be bigger than that. I'm almost that big. But you might be a 'show-er' and not a 'grower.'" Nico looked confused. Several of the guys chuckled.
"A 'show-er' is a guy who's big soft, but doesn't grow much. A 'grower' is a guy who grows a lot. Some guys are both."
"Oh," Nico said. He hadn't measured himself, but he knew that his cock definitely grew when he got hard. He just didn't know if it grew enough to qualify as a "grower." "How the hell do you know this?"
"The Internet," Drew answered and laughed.
Gary might not be the biggest of the group, Nico thought, but he still knew more about different aspects of sex than the rest of the group, at least theoretically.
Soon, the bell rang, and the boys left the cafeteria.
At home that night, Nico considered bringing up the size issue with his dad before bed. When they had talked about the random erections, his dad had mentioned that some guys were bigger than others and that maybe Nico had continued to develop faster than his friends. Nico hadn't really believed his dad was right about that. The only person he knew he was bigger than at the time was Drew, and considering that guys like Gary were taller, and Matt's voice had already changed, and other guys had obviously experienced wet dreams and orgasms, he didn't think it was likely that he was still "ahead" of them. And since Gary and Drew had told him that he was worrying too much about people noticing his hard-ons, he had tried convince himself that his random boners weren't any more noticeable than anyone else's. Gary's comments in the locker-room, though, had changed his mind.
Nico realized that his dad had been right about his development, yet he didn't really know what it meant to be bigger than others. He knew he felt more confident once he had figured it out. He knew he was proud of it, and he liked the way the other guys looked up to him. But aside from that, did it mean anything? Was he going to keep growing? Was he always going to be bigger than his friends? Was he going to be better in bed? More sexual?
When it was time for bed, Nico headed upstairs and undressed. He was about to pull down his boxer-briefs to change into boxers, when he caught sight of himself in the mirror. His soft cock and balls showed a noticeable bulge in his white boxer-briefs. He had seen his bulge before; it wasn't new to him, but he felt different about it now. He had seen plenty of bulges before; today's locker-room revelation, though, gave him a new perspective on "the bulge" and what it meant. Unexpectedly, he remembered how Mr. Faggi's bulge during the first week of class had reminded him of his dad. Nico had always hoped to grow up to be like his dad, but he hadn't thought about what that meant for individual parts of his body. He cupped his crotch and wondered.
Nico heard his parents coming up the stairs to say good night and quickly changed into his boxers and sat down on his bed. His mind was still thinking about what "the bulge" meant about a guy's cock, and as his dad came through the door, he couldn't help but glance at his dad's crotch. In his black slacks, Mr. Cavalloni's bulge didn't show like it did in jeans, but it was still noticeable.
"Good night, Nico," his mom said, kissing him on the right cheek.
"Good night, son," Nico's dad said, squeezing Nico's shoulder. Mr. Cavalloni's crotch was very close to his son's arm, and Nico was seized by an unexpected desire to see his dad naked, to compare his dick to his dad's to try to figure out how big he might get. He immediately felt guilty and tried to push the thought out of his head. He decided it was better not to bring up what he had learned in the locker-room that day.
Nico awoke the next morning completely hard, which wasn't an unusual occurrence, but rather than getting out of bed to pee, he threw back the covers and looked at his hard dick tenting his boxers and stretching the buttoned fly. He opened the fly and released his cock. He spread out the fingers of his right hand until he thought they matched the six-inch length he had measured on his ruler. He held his cock straight up with his left hand and compared it to the stretched out fingers of his right hand. Could he trust his fingers, he wondered? Probably not. He decided that he needed to bring a real ruler to bed.
The urge to pee overcame him, and Nico rolled out of bed. Previous experience told him it wasn't worth the struggle to angle his hard cock at the toilet; it wasn't comfortable, and he usually ended up missing anyway. So he climbed into shower, where the angle wasn't as important, and relieved his bladder; his erection began to subside. Nico turned on the water.
Nico approached the locker-room differently on Thursday. On Monday, he had been determined not to let the experience of the locker-room be a bad one. He had tried to follow Mr. Faggi's advice that if you didn't act awkward, it wouldn't be awkward. But his comfort level had gone down considerably after Monday's class, and by Wednesday morning he had been struggling to maintain a positive attitude. After Wednesday's class, though, everything was different. There were no surprises or unknowns clouding his mood. He was confident and comfortable walking into the locker-room.
Although he still wore his sliders in the morning, Nico no longer bothered to turn to the wall when he changed into his gym shorts. He pulled his regular shorts down and stuck them in the locker. His movements were unhurried; he didn't feel as though he were trying to "get it over with" to avoid any embarrassment or weirdness. Drew enjoyed the extra time near his friend's bulging crotch.
After class, he no longer pulled his shorts off under his towel. He dropped his shorts as soon as he opened his locker, and the others in his row did the same--they had all seen each other naked, openly and purposely, so there was little point in changing under the towel. Nico threw his towel over his shoulder and walked to the showers; Matt and Gary followed his lead, but the others still wore their towels for the trek to the shower-room.
As they showered, Nico took notice of the lengths that some of the guys went to in order to remain covered. Nico's neighbors had changed daily throughout the week, from Gary and Matt and Travis on one side to other less familiar guys on the other, and Thursday was no exception. Nico, no longer concerned with being caught comparing, glanced at his neighbor. He kept his cock and balls covered with one hand and attempted to wash himself with the other.
Nico turned off the shower and dried himself. Across the room, Drew's neighbor was again trying to hold his towel over his crotch while he dried the rest of body. Nico slid the soft cotton towel behind his ballsac to dry himself thoroughly. He had no reason to be self-conscious, like so many of the guys were. He didn't need to fear embarrassment in the locker-room, at least among guys his own age. He grinned, his confidence growing. He left the shower-room with his towel over his shoulder, just as he had entered it.
Coming out of his office, Mr. Faggi nearly collided with Nico. He stopped suddenly and placed his hand on Nico's bare shoulder for balance. "Sorry, Nico," Mr. Faggi said. He noticed the towel on Nico's other shoulder, and although he knew it meant that Nico was naked, he glanced down to confirm his suspicion. He wasn't entirely surprised by what he saw hanging between the boy's legs. He pressed his lips close together to suppress a smile.
Nico watched as Mr. Faggi came to the realization that he had almost bumped into a nude student. The look on Mr. Faggi's face made Nico think that he was in trouble. A few guys passed them.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Faggi," Nico stammered, "I didn't think it was a problem."
Mr. Faggi was confused until he saw Nico pull the towel from his shoulder and cover himself. Mr. Faggi laughed. "No problem at all, Nico. There are no rules about that. Whatever makes you comfortable." Mr. Faggi, feeling his own Italian meat respond to the proximity of a nearly-naked Nico, decided that he did not, in fact, need to leave his office. He let go of Nico's shoulder and went back into his office.
The feeling of Mr. Faggi's strong hand on his shoulder made Nico shudder, and as Mr. Faggi walked away, Nico's cock began to grow under his towel. Big dick or not, Nico thought it would be weird to get a boner in the locker-room. He hurried back to his row, where the others were already changing.
Nico whipped off his towel and stuck it in his locker. He looked down and saw that his dick was noticeably bigger than usual. From the corner of his eye, he saw that his hurried movements had drawn Drew's attention. "Don't panic," he thought. "Drew's your friend, he won't call you out." He calmed himself and finished dressing.
After lunch, Nico's mom checked him out of school for his physical. CUFC was practicing that Saturday, and Nico had been harassing her all week about his physical. She had finally managed to get him in after the clinic called her with a cancellation. The appointment wasn't with Nico's regular doctor, but she had taken it because they only needed a sports physical. Nico's wellness and full physical appointment with his regular doctor was still a few weeks away.
At the clinic, Mrs. Cavalloni handed the physical form to Nico while she checked in and filled out the new patient paperwork. Nico looked over the three-page form. The first page was all medical history, which his mom had already completed, and the second and third pages were for the doctor to record his findings and give his approval. One of the medical findings, Nico noticed, was listed as "Genitalia (males only)." Obviously he had been naked in front of doctors before--it was a doctor who had first brought attention to his early development--but he didn't recall ever having his genitals "examined." What would they check for?
A few minutes later, Nico and his mom were called back to the examination room, where Nico was weighed and his height was measured and his vitals--blood pressure, pulse rate, temperature--were taken by a nurse.
"The doctor will be in shortly," the nurse said with a smile and left Nico and his mom.
"Why do you look so nervous, Nico?" his mom asked.
He shrugged. "I'm not, really. Just a new doctor and all that. And I'm nervous about not being able to play." He didn't mention the "genitalia" line on the physical form.
Mrs. Cavalloni laughed. "Are you kidding? You're in perfect health. There is no way you won't be able to play." She beamed at her son. He smiled back.
The doctor came in and introduced herself. She was rather young, unlike the 50-year-old man he had as a doctor in Colorado, and had thin brown hair that hung to her shoulders. She wasn't as attractive as Miss Bartow, but she wasn't ugly. Her white coat concealed any shape her body might have. Still, Nico swallowed nervously; he hadn't expected a woman doctor.
She introduced herself as Dr. Trenton and tried to put Nico at ease. She looked over the form and asked Nico and his mom a few questions before starting the examination. She checked his ears, nose, and throat, listened to his lungs, checked his reflexes. No mention of genitalia had come up, and Nico was beginning to think that he would escape that part of the exam.
"So far, so good," Dr. Trenton said. "Now, for this next part, you have to make some decisions." She looked back and forth from Nico to Mrs. Cavalloni.
"What do you mean?" Nico's mom asked.
"Well, we have to do the genitalia and hernia check. Our clinic's policy with minors is that the parent has to be present or another nurse or doctor of the patient's gender has to be present."
"Oh," Mrs. Cavalloni said. She looked at Nico. "Well, it's up to Nico."
Nico panicked. He wasn't sure he wanted another strange adult seeing him naked, but he also didn't think he wanted to pull down his pants in front of his mom, especially since he didn't know what the doctor was going to do to "examine" him. He decided to go with the stranger; at least it would be another man.
"So Nico?" Dr. Trenton asked.
"Um...I think I would like another guy, just 'cause..." he trailed off.
Mrs. Cavalloni smiled at her son. "Makes perfect sense. I'll be right outside."
"I'm just going to grab a male nurse," Dr. Trenton said and left with Mrs. Cavalloni.
Nico sat on the edge of the table, looking down. Sure, he had just gone around the locker-room naked, but that was different. First, there had been no girls, but more importantly there had been no one touching his dick. And even with no girls and no one touching his dick, he had started to get hard in the locker-room. What chance did he have of keeping himself under control once a girl started touching him?
Dr. Trenton rapped quickly on the door before she entered. Nico looked up and thought he recognized the man who followed the doctor into the room.
"Coach Jamie!" Nico exclaimed when he placed the face. Jamie was wearing scrubs instead of his soccer kit, which had thrown Nico for a minute.
"Hey, Nico!" Jamie said excitedly. "You here so you can start practicing with us on Saturday?"
Nico smiled, feeling less nervous. "I hope so. I didn't know you were a nurse."
"I don't tell people where I work, because I don't want it to seem like I'm trying to drum up business." He chuckled. "Dr. Trenton, Nico is going to be the best player on my football team." He grinned at Nico. "If you approve him, of course." Jamie gave the doctor a stern, playful look.
Dr. Trenton laughed. "I don't think that will be a problem. We just have the final little box to check off here, so if you'll just stand up and take off your shorts, Nico."
Nico looked over at Jamie, who smiled and nodded encouragingly. Nico took a deep breath and pulled down his shorts and boxer-briefs.
Before he could stop himself, Jamie gasped. Thinking Jamie had seen something wrong, Nico looked down at himself. He saw the doctor's eyes widen and her mouth fall open for the briefest moment. Nico looked back to Jamie, who raised his eyes from Nico's crotch to the 12-year-old's face. Jamie's naturally red face grew redder. Nico was about to ask, "What's wrong?" but Dr. Trenton coughed disapprovingly and hissed, "Jamie" under her breath.
"Sorry," he mumbled. Jamie met Nico's gaze again and grinned and shrugged. Nico grinned back. Nico realized there was nothing "wrong."
Dr. Trenton didn't skip a beat and went on to examine Nico's testicles. She moved his long, floppy cock to the side. The moment she touched him, Nico felt his dick begin to harden. He willed himself not to get hard, but the doctor's proximity and the feeling of her fingers on his balls kept the blood flowing. His semi-hard dick hung down against his left thigh. Dr. Trenton and Jamie tried to remain professional, but Jamie's raised eyebrows revealed his surprise. Dr. Trenton had Nico cough and then stood up.
"All's good," she said with a smile at Nico. "You can get dressed. I'll send your mom in and bring you the form after I've signed it."
Nico heaved a sigh of relief. Jamie hadn't left the room, and Nico looked up at him as he pulled up his underwear.
"What?" Nico asked and slipped his semi-hard cock down the left leg to try to minimize any tenting or bulging.
Jamie chuckled. "Nothing, Nico. You're just in better shape than I realized. You'll be a great part of the team. How old did you say you are again?"
"Twelve," Nico answered. "Thirteen in January. Why?"
"Just thought you might be older than that."
Nico's mom came in and immediately recognized Jamie. He explained to her why he hadn't mentioned where he worked full-time and expressed his excitement that Nico would be able to come to Saturday's practice.
"I'm excited, too. I won't have to listen to him ask about it every day." She laughed.
"I know how he feels," Jamie said. "During any sort of off-season, I start to get antsy. I want to get back out there and play."
"See, Mom," Nico said, teasingly. "It's normal."
"I never said it wasn't normal," Mrs. Cavalloni said. "Just really irritating. It hasn't even been a week!" They all laughed.
Dr. Trenton brought in the signed physical form and spoke briefly with Mrs. Cavalloni.
"Can I just give this to you?" Nico's mom asked Jamie, holding out the physical.
"I'll make a copy of it, so you don't have to bring me one on Saturday, but you'll want to keep that. You'll need it for the school team, too."
Jamie took the form and made a copy while Mrs. Cavalloni made the co-pay. "See you Saturday," Jamie called after Nico and his mom left as they left.
For Nico, Saturday couldn't come quickly enough. He hadn't played soccer except to kick around the ball with his parents since they had moved. And to top it off, he was spending Saturday night at Drew's, which meant more swimming and more video games.
Mr. and Mrs. Cavalloni took Nico to the soccer fields on Saturday morning. They followed the signs to the field where the U13s were set to practice. A number of squads were practicing, including the older U15 and U16 teams. As they passed the field where the U16s were practicing, Nico saw Mr. Faggi walking along the sidelines talking to the players who were lined up with their hands behind their backs. White sliders peeked out from Mr. Faggi's soccer shorts, and Nico again found himself thinking about Mr. Faggi's bulge and what the sliders might be holding in check.
They reached the U13 field, and Nico jumped out of the car and jogged towards Coach Jamie. "Hey, Coach," he called excitedly.
Jamie turned and smiled at Nico. "Nico! Glad you made it today."
"Me, too. I can't wait to get started."
Drew and his family arrived shortly after Nico. From the field, Nico saw Dean Beck for the first time. He was a taller version of his son, right down to the look and style of his hair. Mrs. Beck introduced the Cavallonis to her husband.
When Travis arrived, his parents joined the Cavallonis and the Becks. Mrs. Beck introduced Travis' parents to Nico's mom and dad. All three sets of parents found a place near enough to watch their sons play but far enough that they didn't intrude.
Jamie assembled the team and started practice by leading them through several warm-up exercises. Then he led them through dribbling practice, followed by passing, and finally shooting. Nico easily outperformed the rest of the team, and at the end of practice when Jamie had the team running laps around the field, Nico and Drew were among the only players who weren't already winded.
"Your son's pretty good," Mr. Beck said to Nico's dad.
Mr. Cavalloni grinned proudly. "Thanks. He's been playing for years."
"I guess with a name like Cavalloni we shouldn't be surprised," Travis' dad chuckled.
The three boys came up to their parents after practice, grass stains and dirt on their clothes and legs. Their hair was soaked with sweat, and their faces glistened.
"Good job out there." Mr. Beck shook Nico's hand. "I'm Drew's dad. Drew has talked about you a lot."
"Thanks," Nico said, beaming. "Nice to meet you." Travis then introduced Nico to his parents.
"Okay, stinky," Mrs. Cavalloni said, putting her arm around her son's sweat-soaked shoulders. "Time to go home."
The three families walked back to their cars. The boys walked together while the parents walked ahead.
"You're still spending the night, right?" Drew asked.
"Yep," Nico said. "Swimming and video games?" He grinned.
Drew nodded. "Think you can make it, Trav?"
Travis shook his head. "I doubt it. You know my parents don't like 'surprises' like that, but I'll ask." He called ahead. "Mom! Can I spend the night with Drew and Nico?"
Travis' mom turned around and waited for her son to catch up. "I don't think so, honey. Not tonight. Maybe next week."
Travis turned back to Nico and Drew and frowned.
"Speaking of... Is it still okay for Nico to spend the night?" Mrs. Cavalloni asked.
"Oh yes," Mrs. Beck answered. "No problem at all."
"That's great. Luca and I have been looking forward to a 'date night.'" She smiled.
"I understand completely," Mrs. Beck smiled back. "Bring him over for dinner, and then you two can go enjoy yourselves."
"Thanks so much," Nico's mom said.
"Date night, huh?" Dean Beck said to Nico's dad.
"It's nice to have some time alone, you know? Not that we're exactly celibate the rest of the time..., but we haven't had time just to ourselves since we moved." Luca Cavalloni grinned.
Mr. Beck smiled knowingly. "Stacy and I will have to send Drew to spend the night with you soon, so that we can have some alone time."
"Dani and I wouldn't mind that at all," Mr. Cavalloni said.
"And Travis, too," Travis' dad threw in. All three men laughed.
Nico rode his bike to Drew's house late that afternoon. Drew threw open the door before Nico had a chance to knock.
"Mom just finished making dinner," he said and stood aside to let Nico in.
Nico followed Drew into the kitchen. "Hi, Mrs. Beck," Nico said.
"Hello, Nico." Mrs. Beck smiled at Nico. "Dinner's ready, Drew. Will you get your father?" Drew headed to his dad's office.
Mrs. Beck handed Nico a dish. "Will you carry this for me?"
"Sure." Nico took the dish from Mrs. Beck, who picked up another dish and led Nico into the dining room.
Drew and his dad entered a few seconds later.
"Nice to see you again, Nico," Mr. Beck said.
Nico reached across the table to shake Mr. Beck's hand. "Thanks for letting me come over."
"Always glad to entertain Drew's friends." Mrs. Beck smiled.
They sat down to eat. Nico found himself answering many of the same questions for Mr. Beck as he had already answered for Mrs. Beck, but he didn't mind. Drew, however, sighed with irritation.
"You did very well at practice today," Mr. Beck said. "Very impressive. I know your dad and mom were proud."
Nico blushed. "Thanks. It was a lot of fun. I just hope I can make the school team."
Drew laughed. "I don't think that will be a problem. Hell, we'll be lucky to keep you on the U13 team."
"Language, Drew," Mrs. Beck said.
Drew kept going. "I bet Coach Jamie will want to move you up."
"You think so?"
Drew nodded confidently.
After dinner, Drew asked his parents if they could go swimming.
"You have to wait 30 minutes," his mom said.
"Oh, Mom," Drew said, exasperated. "You know that's just a lie."
"I don't care."
"Fine. We'll go to my room and hang out until then."
"I brought my own trunks this time," Nico said, opening his backpack.
"Good," Drew joked. "I don't want you stretching out any of mine."
"You calling me fat?" Nico said.
Drew laughed. "That's not what I'm talking about."
Nico grinned.
Now that they had seen each other in the locker-room at school, there was no pretense of modesty when they changed into their trunks. Though they weren't hiding as they had last time, Drew didn't want to get caught staring, so he stole only quick glances at his friend. He needn't have worried; it hadn't occurred to Nico that Drew would be watching him free his long, soft cock from the confines of his underwear.
The two shirtless boys sat down on the bed, and Drew flipped on the TV to waste time until it was "safe" to get into the pool.
Less than an hour later, the 12- and 13-year-old boys were splashing around in the pool, dunking each other and tossing a ball back and forth.
The ball sailed over Nico's head in the direction of the sliding glass doors. Nico leapt out of the pool to retrieve. Through the glass, he saw Drew's parents wearing their bathing seats and heading towards the pool. Mrs. Beck was wearing a red one-piece suit and had her hair pulled back. Mr. Beck was shirtless and wore shorts like Nico's and Drew's. He wasn't as muscular as Nico's dad, but his six-pack was clearly defined, which impressed Nico.
"Hey, Nico," he said, preceding his wife out the door.
Up close, Nico saw that fine, blond hair covered Mr. Beck's chest and torso. He looked past Mr. Beck to Drew's mom. His eyes involuntarily fell to her chest. He blushed, feeling his cock harden.
"I hope you guys don't mind us joining you," Mrs. Beck said.
"What?" Nico said. "Oh. Of course not. It's your house." He smiled and hurried back into the pool, where his hard-on would remain hidden beneath the water.
Mr. and Mrs. Beck got in at the other end of the pool. While the boys continued playing their game, the Becks playfully floated around the pool. Nico grew frustrated. Every time he felt his erection going down, he found himself looking at Drew's parents. Mr. Beck wrapped his arms around Mrs. Beck and pulled her close to him. Nico saw her breasts press against her husband, rising upwards. He kissed her. Nico's dick throbbed.
"Nico!" Drew swam towards his friend. "You just gonna stand there with the ball?"
"Oops, sorry, bro," Nico said.
Drew came closer and reached for the ball. Nico moved back and lifted the ball higher; Drew's thigh brushed against Nico's hard cock.
Drew's eyes got wide, and he looked down into the water. "Having a problem?" He grinned.
"Shut up, dude," Nico said, but grinned back. "I can't help it that your mom is hot."
"Oh hell no," Drew responded. "That's because of my mom?"
Nico nodded. "It's sure not because of your dad." At least, not entirely, Nico thought. He watched Mr. Beck's chest and the top of his six-pack surface above the water.
Drew laughed. "Well, I gotta say, she's not nearly as hot as your mom."
"What!" Nico said. It hadn't occurred to him that Drew might react to his mom the way he did to Drew's mom. "Great. Now I'm going to have to keep an eye on you whenever my mom is around." They both laughed.
"But seriously," Nico said. "When it's time to get out, if this hasn't gone down, I don't know what to do. I sure don't want your mom and dad seeing me like this!"
"Good point," Drew agreed. "I guess we'll worry about that when the time comes. They'll probably get out first."
Drew was right, and in a short time, the Becks were out of the pool, but it didn't provide the relief Nico had hoped for.
"Time to get out, boys," Mrs. Beck called, drying her hair.
Nico looked at Drew. "Stay behind me, and I'll hand you a towel." Nico nodded.
The boys climbed out of the pool. Nico stayed close behind Drew, hoping his body was hidden from view. He glanced cautiously to his left and saw Mr. Beck looking at them. Drew's dad raised his eyebrows, and Nico knew that he had seen his hard cock straining against his trunks. Mrs. Beck started to turn her head to follow her husband's gaze; Mr. Beck placed his hand on her cheek and brought her face back to his. He kissed her. Nico sighed, thankful for Mr. Beck's quick movement, and grabbed the towel from Drew. He turned his back to Mr. and Mrs. Beck and dried off.
Drew broke down laughing as soon as the boys were back in his room. "Oh, man. I can't believe you got excited by my mom."
"It's not funny," Nico said, but couldn't help grinning. "Your mom could have seen."
"But she didn't, right? So it's all good."
"No, but your dad did." He shivered. His wet shorts were cold against his skin thanks to the air conditioning; his dick softened.
"Huh?"
Nico explained how he had seen Drew's dad distract Mrs. Beck just as she had turned her head towards them.
"Good thing my dad was paying attention, I guess!" Drew said.
Nico nodded. "And what's this about MY mom?"
Drew shrugged. "At least I don't go throwing bones around your mom..."
"Shut up," Nico said and playfully shoved Drew.
Drew grinned and shoved Nico back. "No way. Your mom's hot. Way hotter than mine."
As the boys grappled, they lost their towels and eventually tumbled onto the bed. Nico flipped Drew onto his back and sat down on his stomach, pressing his shoulders against the bed. Nico's chubby cock tented his shorts. Nico looked down and realized his semi was hanging over Drew's chest. He blushed and rolled off of his smaller friend; his leg brushed against Drew's hard cock. Nico was surprised and relieved--Drew couldn't think it was weird for him to get hard if he was already hard himself.
Nico stood with his hands on his hips and looked down at Drew on the bed. "Now take it back."
Drew sat up. "Okay. Your mom's super ugly, just like you."
Nico scowled. "Don't make me take you down again," he threatened.
"I'm so scared," Drew taunted.
Nico launched himself back at Drew. Drew fell backwards and hit his head on the wall.
"Oh shit," Nico said, quickly getting off his friend. "Are you okay? I didn't mean to hurt you."
Drew rubbed his head. "Jerk. That really hurt."
"I'm really sorry, Drew," Nico stammered. "Do you want me to get your mom or dad?"
Drew grinned. "I'm just fucking with you. I'm fine."
Nico was relieved. "You're the jerk," he said, but smiled.
The boys took turns showering to wash the salt from the pool from their skin and changed back into their regular clothes. After a few hours playing video games, Mr. Beck brought in an air mattress.
"Since Drew's bed isn't really big enough for two, I thought this might be more comfortable for you than the floor, Nico," Mr. Beck said.
"I was wondering about that," Nico said. "Thanks!"
Drew helped his dad spread the mattress flat, and then Mr. Beck attached the air pump. In a few minutes, the mattress was completely inflated. Mrs. Beck came in with sheets.
"Don't stay up too late, boys," she said, giving Drew a kiss on the forehead. "And no more games. Good night."
Drew helped Nico put the sheets on the air mattress, and then the two boys got ready for bed. Drew, who still wore boxers regularly, simply stripped off his shirt and shorts. Nico, however, found himself once again standing naked in front of his friend as he changed into the boxers he had brought to sleep in. Both boys slept shirtless.
They sat next to each other on the air mattress with their backs against Drew's bed and watched TV. Nico stuck his legs straight out in front of him and cross them at his ankles. His soft cock and balls rested atop his thighs, creating a mound in his boxers. Drew sat cross-legged next to Nico, touching legs. As they watched TV, Drew stole glances at Nico's crotch, thinking about what it would be like to see more than the tent created by his friend's fully hard cock.
"So what do you think of gym class?" Drew said.
"What do you mean?" Nico answered. "I think class is fine, and now that I know you guys aren't making fun of me in the locker-room, that's fine, too." Nico chuckled.
"Seriously, bro, I kind of thought you'd know we had nothing to laugh at. You're the one who told me and Trav what your doctor had said!"
"I know! But it's not like I had seen anyone else. I thought maybe I started early and then stopped. I mean, you guys know way more about sex stuff than I do, so I figured you were, like, ahead or something."
Drew shook his head. "I thought you were a smart guy."
Nico leaned back and punched Drew in the arm. "Shut up."
Drew laughed. "Anyway, I meant class itself, you know, with all the girls."
"All I can say is I'm thankful to the guy who invented sliders. I couldn't imagine running around in class without them, like Gary and Matt do."
Drew gave Nico a wicked grin. "Especially when Elena's around."
Nico blushed. He recalled the view he had of her breasts when he had helped her pick up her books and the way her breasts moved when they ran in gym. His cock began to stir. He nervously pulled at the legs of his boxers.
Drew laughed again. "Don't be embarrassed. She's fucking hot."
Nico grinned at his friend. "She is, isn't she? You think she'd like me?"
"I think she already likes you, and I'm sure she knows you like her," Drew said, trying to keep any note of envy from his tone.
"Yeah?" Nico said eagerly. "Maybe I should ask her to a movie or something." He needed to talk to his dad.
"Maybe." Drew smiled at his friend. Another glance down showed him that the bulge in Nico's boxers was changing shape.
After a few minutes, Nico said, "Hey Drew?"
"Yeah?"
Nico tentatively cleared his throat. "So Gary knows a lot about sex stuff, huh?" Drew nodded. "Is it all from the Internet? Or, like, does he have actual experience?"
"I think it's just from the Internet," Drew lied. Until he knew how Nico would react, he didn't want to reveal anything that he and his friends had done together.
"'Cause there was that question about getting condoms or whatever," Nico explained, "and I just wondered who would ask that."
"That was probably Matt," Drew said without hesitation.
"Seriously? How do you know?"
"He's the only one who's ever actually said that he had sex." Drew shrugged. "He might be lying, but if he isn't, it'd make sense for him to be the one to ask. Don't really know about the other guys in the class."
Nico nodded. "I thought maybe Gary, but he never went to the box."
"I'm pretty sure Gary hasn't had that experience, yet," Drew said. "I think he'd have told me."
"True. I doubt he's the kind who'd keep quiet about it." Nico chuckled.
"Have you?" Drew asked, knowing the answer.
"Have I what?"
"Had sex? Of any kind?"
Nico blushed again. "No. Nothing."
Drew raised his eyebrows. "Nothing?"
Nico shook his head. "I've never even had a wet dream or masturbated." Nico blushed deeper.
"You've never jacked off?" Drew was stunned. He had discovered jacking off even before he had been able to cum.
"Nope."
"Why the hell not?" Drew said with a laugh. "Seriously."
"My parents aren't really religious, but the rest of the family is, and I always heard that it was a bad thing to do. If I stayed the night with a cousin and my uncle thought one of us was taking too long in the shower, he'd knock on the door and tell us that we better not be 'playing with ourselves.'"
"Oh wow," Drew said, "that's messed up. I bet your uncle did it when he was younger, and I bet your cousins do it, they just gotta pretend that they don't."
Nico shrugged. "Maybe. I haven't done it, though. Not even really sure what 'it' is. I used to think that it just sorta happened after you were hard for a while, but I've woken up completely hard and nothing's ever happened."
Drew laughed. "No, dude, that's not how it works. You don't just get hard and wait to cum."
"Well, whatever. Let's talk about something else." Although his cock continued to expand, Nico was beginning to feel uncomfortable.
"Anything you want, man."
They went back to watching Cartoon Network. Gradually, both boys moved from sitting up watching TV to lying down watching TV. An hour later, Nico had fallen asleep.
Drew seized the opportunity to examine Nico's body more openly. Like his, Drew noticed that Nico's feet were large for his body size, but knew that it was only an indication of their continued growth. Nico's legs were covered with golden hair, very light so as to appear smooth from far away. His thighs and calves were solid and muscular thanks to his years of soccer. Nico's legs had fallen apart while he slept, and the fly of his boxers was opened slightly. His bulge had gone down because his 12-year-old endowment had slipped down between his legs, but Drew knew what was hidden behind that small opening of the fly. He looked at Nico's chest and upper body and watched his flat chest rise and fall regularly as his friend drifted deeper into sleep. Drew was drawn back to Nico's boxers. Would Nico notice if he reached out and touched his crotch? Drew's dick grew hard as he thought about touching Nico's dick and rubbing his hard legs and smooth stomach.
Drew looked at Nico's face to make sure his eyes were still closed. His handsome friend was peaceful and relaxed, his mouth slightly open. Drew couldn't bring himself to violate Nico's trust. With a reluctant sigh, Drew lay down on the bed next to Nico. He stared at the ceiling for a few minutes, before getting up to turn off the lights. He threw a sheet over Nico, grabbed the blanket from his bed, turned off the lights and TV, and climbed back onto the air mattress.
Nico's dreams were filled with images of Elena, Miss Bartow, and Mrs. Beck. He was in math class, working with Elena, who kept leaning over his desk, allowing him to look down her shirt. Miss Bartow walked around the room checking on students' work. As she passed Nico's desk, she turned to the right to help Drew in the next row, and her round ass brushed against his hand. Nico looked down and saw his hard cock straining against his shorts; he was wearing boxers instead of sliders or boxer-briefs, and his boner was obvious to anyone who looked under his desk.
Suddenly, Nico was in the pool with Drew and Mr. and Mrs. Beck were standing together on the deck. Nico stared at Mrs. Beck's breasts and watched Mr. Beck pull her body to his and kiss her. Nico's dick strained against his trunks. Drew swam by him, accidentally brushing against his hard cock. An electric thrill ran up Nico's spine, and his dick tingled. He groaned.
Mr. Beck looked over at Nico and smiled. His trunks were tented, and he pressed his hard cock against his wife's thigh. Drew swam near and again brushed against Nico's tented trunks. Nico groaned loudly and closed his eyes; a powerful feeling of lightness and pleasure started in the head of his dick and spread throughout his body. He held his breath, and he felt cum pour out of his dick, seeping through his wet drunks into the water.
Nico woke with a start. His crotch felt wet. He looked down at the sheet and saw a wet spot. For a moment, he thought he had peed himself. He threw back the sheet and felt his boxers. His dick was still half-hard and was slick with something thick and sticky, nothing like pee. A wet dream, he realized, as his dream images came back to him. Miss Bartow, Elena, Mrs. Beck, but also Drew and Mr. Beck.
"Fuck," he muttered quietly. What was he going to tell Drew? He couldn't pretend that nothing happened. Even if he changed his boxers, Drew or his mom would see the sheet.
Nico climbed off the mattress to change his boxers. He pulled a clean pair of boxer-briefs from his bag. He took off his boxers and was using them to clean the sperm from his cock, balls, and thighs, when he noticed Drew beginning to stir. Nico looked down at his friend. Drew was hard, his dick forcing the fly of his boxers apart.
Drew's eyes fluttered open. He sat up. "What time is it? What's going on?"
Nico stood with his cummy boxers over his crotch. "It's early. Didn't mean to wake you. I just had to piss," Nico lied.
Drew rubbed his eyes and looked at his friend. He saw how Nico was standing and looked down at the bed. The dark spot on the sheet told him what he needed to know. He was now wide-awake. "Do you always take off your boxers to go pee?"
"Ugh," he said. "No. I don't know what happened."
Drew laughed.
"Well, I mean, I know what happened. I just didn't expect it to happen."
"No one does!" Drew said. "But it does happen. It's happened to me before."
"I know. I just wish it hadn't happened here. It's embarrassing."
Drew shook his head. "It's cool. We can't control it. If it's going to happen, it's going to happen."
"What are we going to do about the sheet? Your mom's gonna see."
"It'll be fine," Drew said. "I'll stick it under the other sheets in the laundry room. She probably won't even notice. She just shoves 'em all in the washer."
Nico relaxed, unconsciously taking his hand off his cock, letting it fall from his boxers. "That's good."
"See," Drew said, "it's probably better here. At least you wouldn't have your own mom to worry about!"
"Oh shit," Nico said, "you're right." He chuckled nervously.
"You know what you can do to make sure you don't have this problem regularly, right?"
Nico thought about what he had learned caused wet dreams: the build-up of semen and sperm. Jacking off would keep that from happening. He nodded. "I guess I do. I've just never done it, like I said."
Drew indicated the spot on the sheet. "Obviously." Drew joked. Then, he gave Nico a serious look. "Do you want to?"
Nico felt the blood returning to his dick. He saw that Drew was still hard. He did want to. "Right now?"
"Why not? I might have had a wet dream myself if I hadn't heard you moving around." Drew pointed to his boxers. He didn't mention that he had been dreaming of Nico.
"Isn't it kind of weird to do it with someone else? Especially another guy."
"What? You think it's gay?"
"Well, isn't it?"
Drew shook his head. "I don't think so. A lot of guys do it together. It's just... a thing I think that some guys do."
Nico looked at Drew. "You've done it like that before?"
Drew nodded. "Yep. It was totally cool."
Nico was pretty sure who had been involved, so he didn't bother to ask. He nodded. His dick had grown harder. He dropped his boxers on the floor and got back on the mattress.
"Awesome," Drew said, a little too eagerly, and pushed down his boxers.
Nico and Drew sat cross-legged on the bed, facing each other. Drew's swollen, rigid cock rose from his small blond bush. Nico looked from his crotch to Drew's; even semi-hard, he was bigger than Drew. Drew gazed at Nico's cock. His dick throbbed.
"You really are huge, bro," Drew said. "I can't believe you thought you might be smaller than everyone."
Nico grinned. Just as it had in the locker-room, it made him proud and confident to hear how impressed Drew was by his cock. Except here in Drew's room, he didn't have to worry about getting an embarrassing boner. His cock got harder.
Drew started rubbing his dick, and Nico did the same. Nico slid two fingers up and down the full length of his semi-firm shaft. He looked down at his dick, watching it bend and move between his fingers. His 12-year-old cock grew to full hardness.
"God damn, dude." Drew gaped at Nico's hard cock. It was bigger than he had expected, bigger than Gary, who had the biggest dick Drew had seen in person, and definitely a grower as well as a show-er.
Nico hadn't realized that Drew was watching him so closely. He looked over at Drew, whose fingers were moving lightly up and down his smooth, 13-year-old dick. He grinned at Drew and then wrapped his hand around his shaft. He slid his hand up and down the full length of his Italian meat. A clear drop appeared on the tip of his dick. He stopped stroking and looked over at Drew.
"Just precum, dude, rub it around on the head." Drew demonstrated on his cock, running his thumb over the swollen head of his dick.
Nico imitated Drew's movements and spread the clear, sticky juice over his swollen helmet. He ran his thumb along the corona of his cockhead and moaned involuntarily. Pleasure like he hadn't felt before spread through his body. He breathed harder.
Drew spit into his hand and used it to lube his dick, so he could move his fingers more easily and quickly along his hard rod. Nico again followed Drew's lead, spitting into his hand several times and then grabbing his cock. He jerked faster.
Nico focused on his cock, watching the head disappear into his fist and then reappear, watching the head swell with blood every time he squeezed his shaft. He looked up; Drew was staring again. Nico stopped jerking and looked down at his dick, sticking straight up from the small, light circle of pubes at the base. He looked from his crotch to Drew's, comparing them. He thought he was about twice as large as his friend. The way his dick towered higher than Drew's, rising up to his stomach, stretching towards his navel, made him throb. Another drop of precum oozed from his piss slit.
Drew noticed that Nico had stopped jerking off, and he saw his friend looking back and forth from one dick to the other. He desperately wanted to touch his friend's cock, to feel his much-larger hardness. Would Nico go for it? Drew closed his eyes; his cock tingled. Drew mustered his courage and asked, "Do you want to compare?"
"What do you mean?" Nico asked.
"We could, like, put them together and compare them."
"Oh," Nico said doubtfully. "But I'm obviously bigger." As he spoke those words, he felt more blood rush into his dick.
"Okay, good point." Drew tried not to sound disappointed.
Nico looked at his friend. Maybe it would be cool to put his dick to Drew's, to really compare them side-by-side. Maybe it would be weird. "Have you done it before?" It wouldn't be as strange if other guys did it.
"Oh yeah." Drew nodded eagerly. "We've been comparing since we were younger."
"Okay, let's do it." Nico agreed.
"For real?" Drew smiled broadly and got on his knees.
Nico took his cue from Drew and also got up on his knees. Drew's straight cock rose at a greater angle than Nico's, which stuck out from his body with a slight upward curve.
"Now what?" Nico asked, holding his dick at the base.
"We put 'em together and see whose is bigger."
"It'll be a close one," Nico joked.
Drew held his dick down from his body and moved closer to Nico. Nico moved towards Drew. They placed their dicks next to each other. Nico's dickhead pressed into Drew's crotch; Drew's dick was still several inches away from Nico's body.
"I think I win," Nico said. The outcome had been obvious; nevertheless he spoke with pride.
Drew was breathing hard. The feeling of Nico's dick next to his was almost overwhelming; he felt like he was going to cum from the heat of Nico's fat, long cock. "Well, whose is thicker?" he asked hoarsely.
Nico raised an eyebrow. He knew Drew had been watching him, staring at his cock, but for the first time he realized it was more than curiosity about a bigger dick. He remembered his dream, how he had been turned on by Drew's mom AND dad, how it was Drew's hand on his tented trunks that had brought his orgasm. Was it normal? It no longer seemed to matter.
"I'm pretty sure I'm going to win that one, too," he answered confidently, "but we can check." Nico lifted his dick and placed it on top of Drew's. Drew's hard cock was completely obscured by Nico's meat. Nico felt Drew's dick throb and twitch against the underside of his own.
Drew and Nico stared down at their stacked cocks. Nico's hand was on the base of his, holding it in place on top of Drew's. Drew's pubes tickled Nico's cockhead, and another pearl of precum leaked from the tip.
Drew tentatively brought his right hand towards their cocks. He wanted to wrap his hand around their dicks, to press them together, to stroke his friend's cock on top of his. He had almost reached their piled meat when he stopped, waiting for Nico's response.
Nico watched Drew's hand and quickly evaluated what he wanted to do. Drew was his best friend. Drew had obviously done this before. Drew had been an important part of his wet dream. Drew was incredibly turned on by his big dick, which in turn made Nico even hornier. Nico met Drew's gaze and nodded.
Drew smiled and wrapped his hand around their dicks. He squeezed them together and began to stroke. He pressed his thumb against Nico's cockhead, running it along the corona of his glans. Nico shuddered and grabbed Drew's shoulder for support. Drew slid his hand along their shafts until he reached his own cockhead, at about the halfway mark of Nico's Italian stalk. He squeezed his dick against the firm tube on the underside of Nico's dick. It was his turn to shudder. He released his own dick and continued along Nico's shaft. He squeezed the root of Nico's cock and felt it throb in his hands.
Drew released Nico's dick and surprised Nico by fondling his hairless, wrinkled ballsac. Drew cupped Nico's balls, pulling on them gently, rolling them between his fingers.
"Oh shit," Nico groaned. The same feeling he had experienced in his dream was beginning to overtake his body. Without thinking, Nico grabbed Drew's cock and began stroking him. Drew released Nico's balls and stroked his friend again.
The boys writhed and shuddered, stroking each other's teenage dicks to orgasm. Nico's right hand remained on Drew's shoulder while his left hand worked Drew's small dick. Drew leaned forward, bringing their faces close together. They groaned and moved together.
Nico's orgasm built. In his waking state, he actually felt cum building at the base of his dick, working its way up his cocktube. Nico released Drew's cock and pulled Drew's hand off his dick. He wanted to cum, and somehow he just knew he could make it happen faster.
Drew groaned and breathed in sharply. Nico heard his friend's cum drop onto the sheet beneath them. Nico pressed his right hand against his crotch at the base of his dick and with his left hand, he stroked only the head, the two places he had quickly learned gave him the most pleasure. He moaned, breathing hard. A red flush spread across his face and chest; he clenched his teeth. His cockhead stirred; intoxicating pleasure spread from his glans to the end of every nerve in his body, from the top of his head to his toes. His piss slit gaped open; he felt muscles deep under his cock flex, and he came. Unlike Drew, his jizz didn't simply dribble out. The first two pulses flew between Drew's legs and landed on the bed behind him. The rest of his load oozed from the tip, dropping with heavy splats onto the sheet.
His breathing slowed and he opened his eyes. He released his dick and looked down; it had begun to soften and was drooping heavily between his muscular, soccer-jock thighs. He saw his thick, white sperm on the sheet; Drew's wasn't far away. He panicked and was suddenly overcome with guilt. He was afraid to look at Drew.
"Hey, bro," Drew said after a few moments. "You okay?"
Nico looked up cautiously. Drew was smiling. "Yeah, man," he said, returning the smile. "Just... now that it's over, I feel kinda weird."
"Don't feel weird," Drew encouraged. "It's really not a big deal. Remember Mr. Faggi said it's natural to be curious and stuff."
"I guess," Nico said. He was doubtful, but he felt Drew's enthusiasm and encouragement working on his doubts. Was there really any reason to feel guilty?
"So about the sheets," Drew said, trying to lighten the mood. "Now I'm really going to have to hide them." He chuckled.
Nico laughed with Drew. "I guess so. I definitely don't want to answer any questions your mom might have about this."
It was still early; the sun hadn't yet begun to rise.
"Well, I don't know about you, but I'm going to try to go back to sleep," Drew said.
"Good idea," Nico agreed.
"If I can find a dry place..." Drew trailed off. Nico laughed again.
The two friends lay down on the bed; the wet spots created by their orgasms were between them. They were lying back to back; Nico was facing the outside wall, and Drew was facing interior wall.
Drew stared at Nico's ropes of Italian boy-cum, which had flown between his legs earlier. He rubbed his finger in the white globules and brought it to his mouth, quietly tasting his friend's sperm. In a few minutes, he had cleaned Nico's ropes of jizz from the sheet. He closed his eyes to sleep.
Nico stared at the wall, thinking about everything he had experienced in so short a time: his first wet dream, his first time masturbating, his first time touching someone else's dick, his first time letting someone else touch his dick. Guilt struck him again, but he didn't know why. Was it because he had jacked off? Was it because he had done it with someone else? He had enjoyed it. He had been okay with it. Why did he feel guilty after? It had happened so naturally; surely there was nothing "wrong" with it. These thoughts swirled around Nico's brain as he drifted off to sleep.
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