DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction that contains graphic sexual content. It is purely for entertainment so please enjoy safely and legally. Resemblances to real people, places and events is unintentional (but would be really cool).
A Series of Embarrassing Events Chapter Ten: These Three Remain
SUNDAY 01ST NOVEMBER 2020
<<This is the place, you say to yourself, this is the place where everything starts to begin.>>
"Poetry? Really?" Ronan said to himself - Ronan couldn't figure the voice out sometimes.
It could be cruel and crass; observant but obstinate; talk twaddle or render recitals.
A second later and Noah arrived beside him, rubbing his arms for warmth.
"What time is it?" Noah asked.
Ronan showed his watch 01:23AM.
<<Somewhere after midnight in my wildest fantasy, somewhere just beyond my reach, something something something, Superman to sweep me off my feet.>>
"Fucking Bonnie Tyler," Ronan muttered grumpily.
"What?" Noah asked.
"Nothing," Ronan said without making eye contact.
"Just a voice inside my head, ruining my life," Ronan thought but did not say aloud.
When it first started, Ronan thought the voice was just his own thoughts aired aloud... well, not aloud because only he could hear it. But as time went on, Ronan knew he was not thinking those thoughts. It was literally like someone else was talking to him – was it any wonder he sometimes talked back? Ronan couldn't converse with him or it, whatever it was; Ronan had tried but conversation degenerated into non sequiturs and nonsense – and people looked at him funny.
Ronan was still in his Halloween costume as Mary McFly from Back to the Future and Noah was still in his costume, also known as his birthday suit.
<<I'd love to sweep Noah off his feet. Bare feet.>>
They had just left a Halloween party - Ronan had attended because his neighbour had invited him. He had hoped Scott would be there because Ronan hated social situations; he'd need to text Scott in the morning to say he'd come and watched someone cum). Noah had been there because the host of the party (Jamie) was a family friend.
So, they'd just left the party and Ronan was fully clothed – dressed up as Marty McFly - and Noah was naked – dressed down as a birthday suited boy.
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Noah was walking Ronan home at the suggestion of his brother, causing Noah to wonder what Daniel thought they'd get up to when they reached their destination. Daniel was a sneaky one - did he think Noah and Ronan would get frisky?
<<Once you're home you should lick his feet!>>
Ronan tried his best to ignore the voice but it was hard. It complimented him, it criticised him and it constantly commentated on everything he did. Ronan didn't know where the voice came from but it constantly made him wonder; what is wrong with me?
"I was just thinking," Ronan said after a brief silence – but mostly to distract himself.
"What were you thinking?" Noah asked.
"I was thinking we haven't even reached the first lamppost yet," Ronan said.
Ronan glanced at Noah and his eyes travelled from Noah's pretty eyes to the curve of his neck; the bony chest and skinny waist, the V line near the navel that travelled to a hairless groin; the slender legs, hairless all the way down and the feet coved only by two straps holding flip-flops in place.
Wow!
Ronan didn't need any voice (his own or the other) to know that Noah was stunning. He was just...
Wow!
Noah blushed when he noticed Ronan checking him out and looked back at the house they'd left less than a minute ago. They passed under the first lamppost now, which cast a bright spotlight over Noah's fair white skin. In contrast, Ronan had light brown or olive skin and dark features; his black hair had been cut to almost to the scalp back in September but was now a few centimetres long and coming in frizzy.
A tall and handsome streak of fuck was how Noah had first thought of him. Noah's height was average at 1.7 metres (5ft 7in) and the boy was excited that his cock had grown. Noah hoped to catch his big brother up in both height and cock; Daniel was tall with a big eight-inch dick. Ronan was just over 1.8 metres tall (5ft 11in) and toned around the waist with developing muscles on his arms, chest, abs and legs; he was two sizes bigger than Noah who was skinny without looking emaciated but his muscles were well hidden at the moment.
Well, ironically, nothing was hidden at the moment.
As the boys continued to walk, Ronan continued to sneak glances at Noah's penis. He could hardly believe his luck that he had seen Noah hard and masturbating and jerking off. Now Noah's dick was short again but still nice to look at.
"Aren't you cold?" asked Ronan as they reached the first corner and turned onto another street.
It was the 1ST of November and 01:30AM in the morning; the temperature was in single digits and even Ronan was cold.
"No... yes," Noah answered; "Embarrassment is strangely warming."
"Do you feel embarrassed?" asked Ronan.
Noah stopped in the middle of the pavement and held up his hands. Ronan took Noah's meaning - bare naked and fully exposed in the middle of a residential street; eh, hello, of course he's embarrassed. Thankfully it was the middle of the night so everyone should be tucked up in bed. However, Noah did listen out for passing cars.
"Of course, I feel embarrassed. I guess it doesn't really bother me," Noah replied.
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"Shut up," Ronan said.
"I didn't say anything," Noah said nervously.
"I mean... Do you like being embarrassed?" Ronan asked as if unaware of his own outburst.
"I don't know," Noah replied uncertainly; "I've thought I'm a nudist for the last few months but..."
They crossed a road and heard a car coming so Noah dashed close to a hedge and Ronan stood in front of him until it passed, apparently unaware of the naked boy.
"I don't know if I'm a nudist. I like being seen too much," Noah chuckled at himself say that as he practically hid in a hedge; "I don't want to be caught but I like it. I like being naked."
"I like you being naked too," Ronan replied before he could stop himself.
Noah laughed and Ronan went quiet as they carried on. They were nearly at Ronan's house now. The boys heard another car and there was nowhere to dash out of sight. The headlights flashed across him and the car beeped it's horn but didn't stop. Ronan looked over his shoulder at it but didn't recognise the vehicle and as he turned to face forward again, he checked out Noah's cute little ass.
<<I see you baby shakin' that ass; shakin' that ass; shakin' that ass. Whoa close your eyes and get sexy with it.>>
"Can you give it a rest?" Ronan said.
"You want to rest? How far do we have to go?" Noah asked, looking worried.
"Sorry. No. You're right, we're not far," Ronan said.
Ronan had read online - many people who hear voices also suffer from anosognosia - meaning a lack of insight. This went some way towards explaining why he'd never googled the most obvious question: why am I hearing voices, what does it mean?
Well, one of the reasons why he didn't investigate farther was because the voice started shouting and swearing and making constant, brain-splitting noise until Ronan promised not to do it again.
When it first started, Ronan used to have whole conversations with the voice until people started calling him a weirdo and his parents started worrying. The conversations were too weird and confusing anyway. Ronan gained enough insight to know not to talk unless he could see who was speaking. Also, the voice was an irrational jerk.
The worst part was that it didn't feel like a voice inside his head; it felt more like a voice from an invisible person. But there was no such thing as invisible people so it must be voices inside his head. Ronan was getting tired and his thoughts more disorganised so he nearly passed his own house. He stopped and led the way around the side of the house so they could sneak in the back door.
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Ronan unlocked the door and stepped inside, followed by Noah; the door was closed and locked and when Ronan turned to look at Noah, he saw the sixteen-year-old shivering. It was only now that Ronan realised, he should have offered Noah his jacket or something.
"You're cold," Ronan said.
Without thinking or asking, Ronan wrapped his arms around Noah and held him close. Since Ronan felt cold too, he wasn't sure it would help but it was the thought that counted.
"I'm gay," Noah said as he cuddled Ronan.
<<He's gay! G for Gay, A for Anal, Y for... KY-jelly... That doesn't work. I can do better. I'm sorry. G for Gay, A for And, Y for You are gay.>>
"Ok," Ronan replied.
"Is it ok?" Noah asked; "'Cause some guys wouldn't want to cuddle a naked gay nudist boy."
<<Who wouldn't want to do that?>>
"I figure it would be unfair to not tell you I'm gay when we're hugging..." Noah added.
"I'm... well... I'm gay too," Ronan replied.
"Cool," Noah said brightly.
<<Kiss him, you fool.>>
"Do you want to come up to my room?" Ronan asked.
<<Smooth. Straight to the bedroom.>>
Ronan sighed with frustration.
"Yea, I'd love to," Noah replied.
Noah took Ronan's hand and Ronan led the way through the dark house. They crept upstairs and Noah noticed the walls featured rather a lot of religious iconography, as they passed the doors on the top landing, he also noticed crucifix's above each door.
"This is my room. We should be quiet in case my parents wake up," Ronan whispered.
He admitted Noah into his room and turned on a small lamp once the door was closed.
"Ronan, are you catholic?" Noah asked with interest.
There was so much he still didn't know about Ronan.
"Not really," Ronan replied dismissively.
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"Oh, fuck off," Ronan groaned.
<<Oh god, I am heartily sorry for having offended you.>>
Ronan saw Noah in the gloom looking at him oddly.
"Sorry. Should I not have asked?" Noah enquired.
Noah knew religion could be a tricky subject for some people. Noah was an atheist and Samir was culturally Hindu while Matty was indifferent about his faith and Toby was increasingly orthodox. Noah was a purebred atheist but his grandparents (on his dad's side) were born again Christians who must have made his dad's childhood very trying.
<<He's looking at you like you're a fucking weirdo, mate.>>
"I got chucked out of a catholic school," Ronan said – hoping to cover for his outburst.
"Oh... kay," Noah replied.
"I got caught sucking a boy's dick and... they frown on that," Ronan said.
There was a long pause and then both boys started to giggle.
<<Your mum made you say about a hundred hail Mary's, bawbag.>>
"Was that your first time?" Noah asked.
Noah was smiling at Ronan, impressed and intrigued by his new friend. He hadn't had time to process the revelation that Ronan was gay but now he thought about it, it seemed like an amazing opportunity to expand his relationship base.
Toby had decided he wasn't gay. Or he actually wasn't gay, Noah wasn't sure - Toby didn't seem to be sure. Matty was an intriguing flirt and Jamie was the hot older dude; Ronan represented something completely different. Noah wasn't looking for a boyfriend and he wondered how Ronan would feel about fooling around.
"It was the first time I'd got caught," Ronan replied ambiguously.
"Cool," Noah said.
Noah took a few steps forward and kissed Ronan's lips. After a moment, Ronan was kissing him back.
Both boys were cold but the kissing helped to bring a heat to some places. Ronan's hands found Noah's arms as they kissed, gently caressing them to return heat. Hot breath spilled out too; Ronan's carried the faint smell of vodka. He'd only had a small amount to drink while Noah was having his naked misadventures; Ronan reflected that the alcohol might have fucked him up a little.
Ronan felt Noah's hand on his groin, massaging him through the denim but he didn't rise to the occasion just yet.
"My mum is Irish, from the Republic obviously, and my dad is from New Zealand," Ronan shared; "Did you know Catholics make up the biggest religious group in Nez Zealand?"
<<Actually "No Religion" is the biggest group in New Zealand.>>
Noah shrugged; "Not something I've really thought about."
"I don't believe in it but the school caught me sucking a boy's dick and wiping cum off my chin so I was expelled," Ronan said. "That's why I moved to Five Dukes Boys School this year."
Ronan's "conversion" to agnostic had upset his parents and the school more than his interest in boys. Indeed, Ronan refused to have a crucifix above his bed...
<<It's fucking morbid.>>
...But he did concede to keep a framed bible verse:
{And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love. 1 Corinthians 13:13}
<<The bible is full of interest. It has noble poetry in it; and some clever fables...>>
"Were your parents angry?" Noah asked with concern.
<<Have you seen the crucifixes? There's enough in here to make a vampire explode.>>
"Furious. My mum said the word fuck about fifty times... but she wasn't angry at me. She was angry at the school; called them a bunch of assholes for expelling me," Ronan reiterated and chuckled at the memory.
<<The school also thought you were possessed, remember? Which is stupid and so are you.>>
The school had commented on Ronan becoming unfocussed, distracted, uninterested in activities and talking to himself. But possessed? For real? It's the 21ST century; Ronan couldn't take them seriously and he was a boy with a voice no one else could hear.
"That's good. Your parents are ok with it then?" Noah asked.
"Pretty much. They pray for me. But they're ok," Ronan said.
<<Your parents didn't think you were possessed, they just didn't believe you when you tried to tell them about me. No-one ever will.>>
Noah had tried to tell them why he talked to himself but his parents hadn't listened and now the voice warned him that terrible things would happen if he ever told.
"They'd be ok with you having boys over?" Noah asked flirtatiously.
Not answering, Ronan initiated another kiss. It felt strange as Ronan's hands found soft, cold skin; Ronan's hands landed on Noah's biceps and slid down his arms until he got to the wrists. Noah put his arms under Ronan's armpits so he could embrace Ronan's back; Ronan meanwhile guided his hands to Noah's bare hips.
Ronan and Noah started kissing with tongues, which Noah was only newly experienced with. However, it clearly wasn't Ronan's first time. Noah pulled free and gazed at Ronan in the lamplight.
"Have you kissed like this before?" Noah asked while licking his lips.
<<Ronan's a fucking pro, mate. He could have been paid. They'll bury this one in a Y shaped coffin.>>
"Yea. I've kissed like this before," Ronan said.
"Boyfriend?" Noah asked.
<<What, at St. Irish Closet School?>>
"When? Then or now?" Ronan enquired.
"Then?" Noah asked.
"No," Ronan said.
"Now?" Noah asked.
"No," Ronan replied.
They both grinned at the jest and contemplated their next moves.
"It's strange kissing you when you're naked and I'm still dressed," Ronan said.
Noah put his hands on his hips - emphasising not only the flaccid penis but the hairlessness too.
"Do you like me like this?" Noah asked.
Ronan reached out and caressed the smooth, hair-free skin. His fingers glanced over the root of Noah's dick and they locked eyes when it did.
"I like you, Noah. Do you like it that I'm still clothed but you're naked? Does it turn you on?" Ronan asked.
Ronan took back his hand but he noticed Noah wasn't as soft as he'd been a minute ago.
<<Let me hold you, boy caress my body, you got me going crazy, you turn me on, turn me on, turn me on, turn me on, turn me on...>>
The voice was singing again (Kevin Lyttle) - he had a good voice but now wouldn't stop repeating
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"It couldn't hurt to take your top off," Noah suggested.
Ronan ignored the repetition until it stopped and worked on taking off the red sleeveless jacket, the blue denim jacket and the white plaid shirt; when he was left in just the red t-shirt, he lifted it from the bottom and pulled it over his head.
While the t-shirt was covering his face for a split second, Noah took the opportunity to check out the tall boy's body. Ronan really was a tall and handsome streak of fuck but he had the beginning of pecs and abs too. He was more toned than skinny - unlike Noah who was skinnier than toned.
Noah started to get a boner as Ronan tossed the t-shirt on the floor and stood shirtless in front of him. Ronan's jeans rode low on his hips and he had a sprinkle of black hair in the middle of his chest leading to a happy trail from his belly button into the jeans.
"Better?" asked Ronan.
"Maybe," Noah replied.
Noah stepped forward and they embraced again - chest to chest and skin to skin. Noah was starting to warm up and while kissing became more passionate, wet and noisy; arms stoked and pinched nipples and gripped backs.
"Noah," breathed Ronan.
"Yea?" Noah replied.
"Do you want a blowjob?" Ronan proposed.
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"Really?" Noah responded excitedly.
<<Slut.>>
"Yea, really," Ronan assured him - reaching out to take Noah's dick in his hand; "Think of it as a happy birthday present."
Noah's little dick was only a few inches long but it grew an inch in the first five seconds and continued to expand admirably. Noah had spent his summer and the beginning of autumn fooling around with boys; Philippe, Toby, Matty and now Ronan. There were also the various other casual encounters during his misadventures; and Jamie too, though Noah didn't know about the morning wood BJ that Jamie had given him while he slept. Noah enjoyed each one in their own way.
Ronan hadn't had a sexual encounter...
<<Unless you count dating your own fucking hand!>>
...since getting kicked out of his last school. Ronan had never had a boyfriend but he's sucked off more than one horny catholic boy.
Noah was fully hard and leaking as per usual. He noticed a nice lump in Ronan's jeans and put his hand on it to give it a massage through the thick denim material.
"Your cock is really messy," Ronan commented.
"Yea... I get that a lot," Noah replied.
Noah's leaking cock was starting to dribble onto Ronan's hand and while he'd liked to have explored the lump in Ronan's jeans a little longer, he missed the chance when Ronan dropped to his knees and took Noah's cock in his mouth.
Ronan liked sucking cock. He liked the feel of the thick pole in his mouth; the warm meaty texture, the way his lips parted to admit the flesh and the mix of saliva and goo - in Noah's case lots and lots of goo. Ronan loved the way the shaft of a cock slid into his mouth until he could almost feel it at the back of his throat and he loved sliding it back out again - and then repeat.
On his knees like in a benediction, Ronan felt like he was receiving a sweet-salty blessing.
Ronan put his hands on Noah's ankles, feeling the smooth skin under his fingertips; his hands glided up and down the hairless legs. With his hands behind Noah's knees, Ronan pulled gently and Noah thrust his groin forward. Perfect! Now, while Ronan worked his face into Noah's groin, Noah thrust gently to the rhythm.
Ronan had never had a particular attraction to the hairless look, but he had to admit it made Noah look like the cutest fucking thing he'd ever seen. Noah's height and build already made him look sweet, cute and innocent but the lack of body hair topped it off nicely.
Ronan slid his hands up and the back of Noah's thighs, caressing the silky skin while his mouth filled with so much precum he thought Noah had shot already. Ronan put hands on Noah's hips and spat the cock from his mouth.
Strands of thick pre-cum mixed with saliva slopped from his mouth and drooled off the end of Noah's wet cock. Ronan slurped the juice back into his mouth - the slurping noise sounded slightly disgusting even as he swallowed the slurry.
Noah's cock - just over six inches long - glistened with slime and Ronan changed things up by tilting his head under Noah's scrotum and bringing his mouth up to the hairless ball sac. Ronan gave the whole thing an experimental lick and then inhaled one testicle into his mouth - then the other testicle joined it. Ronan could feel the weight of Noah's fully erect cock on his face and it felt good. Soon the two little morsels contained within the soft, leathery pouch were good and wet and Ronan's nose hit off Noah's cock.
Ronan released the testicles.
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If any part of Noah's sex was a Kraken, it was his monstrous cock. Well, perhaps not monstrous but a very respectable size for a sixteen-year-old boy and within seconds it was back in Ronan's mouth. Noah moaned and Ronan gripped Noah's ass with tight hands.
"Oh, fuck me," Noah cried.
He'd been sucked before but this felt even better. Noah knew he was about to cum and could barely speak through the pleasure.
"Oh fuck," Noah repeated.
Noah put his hands to his head, brushing his fingers through his hair and trying to comprehend the mind-blowing power of Ronan's mouth. Ronan looked up with Noah's cock still in his mouth and saw the stretched length of Noah's body. The highlights: the hairless crotch with the smooth expanse to his round little belly button, the curve of his slim tummy up to a scrawny chest with two perfect pink-brown nipples and the hairless armpits as Noah gripped his head.
A moment later Noah's head exploded.
Both of them.
Noah's head was filled with pleasure as the other head filled Ronan's mouth.
Noah's leaky cock had been hard to swallow all the time; a few times Ronan had to release the cock to swallow precum and strands of the messy stuff would coat his face or dribble onto his chin.
When Noah came, it was like a small fountain - the fucking stuff was everywhere. Ronan couldn't swallow it all, so it leaked from his mouth and continued to pump free from Noah's cock for a few seconds after Ronan let it out of his mouth.
Noah was blissfully unaware of anything - his head was filled and fulfilled with pleasure. His breathing was fast and his skin was moist with heat. He looked down to see Ronan wiping his chin and smiled at the mess his dick was making on the wooden floors. He really was messy.
"Wow," Noah said.
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"Happy birthday?" Ronan said in response.
<<Aw, that's sweet. Who wouldn't want a blowie for their birthday?>>
Noah checked Ronan out again - the light brown skin, the slim body, the dark hair and features. Ronan was really good looking.
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Ronan stumbled to his feet and Noah was tempted to kiss Ronan with his cum-coated lips; it was his cum which was weird but he liked the idea of that. Ronan moved away before Noah could act and sat on his bed, exhausted.
"Do you want me to suck your dick?" Noah asked sweetly.
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"I'm kind of tired," Ronan said vaguely.
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Noah didn't seem hurt by the decline but he moved towards the bed and stood right in front of Ronan. His naked body was a temple.
"Are you sure?" Noah asked.
"I'm sure," Ronan replied.
He really was getting tired and it made him feel weird when he was exhausted.
<<You're an idiot.>>
"Can I jerk you off?" Noah suggested, excitedly adding; "I'd really like to pull your jeans down."
<<Remember, two no's and one yes means yes.>>
"There's no need to be sarcastic," Ronan said.
"I'm not being sarcastic. I really want to take your clothes off," Noah said.
"Yes... You can jerk me off," Ronan said.
Ronan was happy to get touched by Noah – he hadn't said no because he didn't like Noah, he just... couldn't... concentrate.
Noah was a very happy boy as he knelt down and unbuttoned Ronan's jeans. He could feel the lump of half-hard penis in the front and he pulled the zipper down and then gripped the jeans and underwear and pulled both down in one.
Ronan's dick was about five inches long but not quite fully hard yet and Noah noticed that the skin of Ronan's dick was slightly darker than the rest of his body. Noah took the penis in his hand and pumped it a few times so it grew and changed from plump to thick.
As Ronan's dick grew harder and hotter, it expanded to at least as big as Noah's - there wasn't much in it but Ronan's might have been a little bit bigger. Noah stroked up and down the length of the cock and he saw that Ronan's dick didn't leak nearly as much as his did.
Ronan smiled and stretched, showing off dark bushes of hair under his arms as he was pleasured by Noah's hand. Noah's hand moved faster, tightening at random moments during the stroke to create flashers of pleasure.
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Ronan couldn't stop looking at Noah - he was pretty, the voice had that right. Ronan kept looking at Noah to see if he heard the invisible voice too but there was no reaction. Ronan lived in hope that someone else would hear it, that it wasn't just him.
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"I'm getting close," Ronan told Noah.
"Ok," Noah said happily.
Noah kept stroking until ropes of cum ejected over Ronan's stomach and chest and leaked over Noah's hand. Ronan collapsed back in his bed, spent and weary but content. Noah wiped his cum-covered hand on his own skin and before Ronan could even think to move, Noah was on top of him.
<<Wow. He's dirty.>>
Their chests met, Ronan's cum smearing between them and Noah planted a kiss on Ronan's lips. Ronan's jeans and underwear were around his knees so it was hard to move, but he rolled over so he was on top and he instinctively he held Noah's wrists with the sixteen-year-old pinned beneath him.
Ronan was sixteen too but clearly the stronger and more developed, he kissed Noah in return and...
<<Fuck him! Fuck his ass, Ronan. Fucking fuck him, now!>>
Ronan rolled over onto his side so Noah was released. Noah grinned and rolled with it (metaphorically) – enjoying himself just lying next to his friend. Ronan worked his legs to kick the jeans and underwear off and then he sat up long enough to pull a duvet over them.
"I need to sleep now," Ronan said.
"Can I stay?" Noah asked.
<<You're not gonna fuck him? Pussy.>>
"Yea," Ronan agreed.
"Can I use your phone to text Dan and tell him I'm safe?" Noah asked.
"Sure," Ronan agreed.
Noah sat up, stretching his skinny pale body over the bed to grab Ronan's jeans, liberate the phone therein and text Daniel.
Noah: [Little brother here using Ronan's phone. I'm safe & sound. Come get me when you're less drunk in the morning?]
When he lay back down, Ronan was already asleep.
Ronan woke first - needing a pee. He and Noah were close together but not cuddling or spooning. Ronan could feel warm and soft skin next to his but he got out of bed anyway. Ronan untangled himself from the bed, bulled on pyjama bottoms and walked shirtless to the bathroom. His penis was plum because his bladder was full but the cute boy in his bed was also in his head. The last thing Ronan need was for his parents to find Noah in his bed before he'd had a change to explain.
Ronan flushed and trod back to his bedroom - he could hear the parents talking downstairs. Then he heard movement and then he heard a voice calling:
"Ronan, are you ok? Are you awake?" his dad called.
<<No-one ever asks if I'm ok.>>
"I'm up," Ronan answered.
"We're going to mass," his mum called.
"Ok. See you later," Ronan answered.
<<You've never even asked my name!>>
Ronan's ability to ignore the voice over the last nine months (was it longer than that?) was variable but Ronan found himself stopping in his tracks. He had listened to the voice and been freaked out by it and tried to talk to it but had he never asked it... him... their name?
<<My name is Herman... get it? Hear man? Ha ha ha because you're the only one who hears me.>>
Ronan thought of Herman as airing disorganised thoughts, but he was just as guilty of that if he couldn't even ask someone their name. Was Herman a someone? Ronan opened the bathroom door and looked over the bannister at his departing parents.
"Bye," Ronan called downstairs.
<<You can hear me because you're special, Ronan. You can never tell anyone though. Not even that beautiful boy in your bed. If you do... bad things will happen.>>
"See you later, son," his mum said.
Ronan's non-attendance at church had been a sore point for a while but Ronan knew his own mind and they had stopped arguing. Even silent disapproval and catholic guilt hadn't worked so they'd stopped that too.
Ronan returned to his room and checked his phone while listening for his parent's car leaving the driveway. Ronan read a message from Noah's brother - it was on his phone.
Daniel: [Ok bro. Glad you're safe. Still naked? LOL]
Daniel: [Just woke up. Didn't get too hammered so I'll be good to drive in an hour.]
The second message had come in not long ago.
"Noah. Wake up," Ronan said.
Noah was shaken awake and roused in an unfamiliar room. It took a moment to orientate himself and remember where he was and why. He pulled the covers a little bit closer when he saw Ronan put on a t-shirt and turn back looking decent.
Very decent - he was a hot friend.
<<You have a cute boy in your bed you're so lucky.>>
"I know," Ronan said.
"You know what?" Noah asked.
Ronan was hardly going to tell Noah he was just talking to Herman, his invisible friend.
<<We're not friends. You don't have friends.>>
"I know what... you're thinking. What's for breakfast?" Ronan replied smoothly.
<<Slick.>>
"I am getting hungry," Noah admitted.
"My parents have just left so at least I don't need to introduce you," Ronan revealed.
"It could be awkward," Noah agreed.
"You're my friend," Ronan said suddenly – partly to spite the voice.
"Yes..." Noah replied.
"I mean, if I introduce you to my mum and dad, you're my friend and nothing else," Ronan expanded.
<<You're nothing else anyway. Actually, you're just nothing. You're nothing; but not to me.>>
"Too early for Star Wars," Ronan muttered.
"Huh?" Noah replied.
"Just... thinking about what I might do today. C'mon, let's go. Your brother won't be here for an hour," Ronan told him.
Ronan walked to the bedroom door and opened it again.
"Eh, Ronan?" Noah said ponderously and Ronan turned to look at him.
<<Jesus fucking Christ!>>
Noah was naked and facing Ronan, bold as brass. His penis was flaccid but he couldn't go to breakfast looking like that. That would be insane.
"Don't blaspheme..." Ronan replied; "I mean, I'll get you something to wear."
Five minutes later, Noah was wearing shorts and a t-shit that were a size or two too big. They ate and chatted and Daniel gave Noah a five-minute warning. It took seconds to collect his sandals - the only thing Noah had brought with him the night before.
"Listen... About being friends," Noah said as he was about to leave.
<<I'll be there for you, 'cause you're there for me toooo.>>
"You don't want to be more than that. I agree," Ronan jumped in.
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"Yea exactly," Noah agreed brightly.
"I wouldn't mind doing other things though," Ronan suggested.
<<In your dreams, mate.>>
"You read my mind," Noah agreed.
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Daniel arrived just as Noah was finished eating and the friends made plans to meet later - with Samir, Matty and Toby. Noah saw Dan smirk at Noah's outfit – way too big for his little brother - but he said nothing as he pulled away from the house and set a course for home.
Noah was sitting in Daniel's car and thinking about the night before. In the few months since he became sexually active, he'd been with (to varying degrees): Philippe, Toby, Matty, Jamie and now Ronan. He felt flattered that he was attracting so much positive attention.
Noah was still wearing Ronan's shorts and t-shirt but he had his own flip-flops on; with no socks, his feet were almost bare. It was quite neat to be wearing someone else's clothes. Noah knew clothes that were too tight and showed off everything was a common sexual kink but the too big clothes had something going for it too and Noah filed that away for later exploration.
The neckline of the t-shirt was so wide it either showed off one of his collarbones as the t-shirt slipped to one side or the other and if the t-shirt was centred, it slipped forward and showed off lots of skinny and adolescent chest. The arm holes were way too big too so his arms appeared even skinnier when they emerged and his hairless pits were painfully obvious inside the sleeves.
The shorts had a similar problem - too big around the waist and there was no belt so they'd nearly fallen down twice just walking from Ronan's front door to Dan's car. Now that he was sitting, it was blatant that the leg holes were enormous; they showed off lots of thigh and since he wasn't wearing underwear his penis and balls had loads of room to flop about. If he got an erection, it would peek out of the leg holes and if he was sitting and someone was at crotch level, they'd be able to see his hairless gentiles.
"Did you have fun last night?" Dan asked to break the silence.
"Sure," Noah replied.
Noah wasn't sure if Dan meant at the party when he'd been naked, shaved, seen by his peers, photographed and then jerked off or what happened after he went to Ronan's. Daniel had good instincts and would have inferred something had happened.
"Friend with benefits?" asked Daniel.
Noah grinned and then replied casually; "Something like that."
"It was nice of him to led you something to wear," Daniel continued.
"I couldn't go home naked, could I?" Noah responded in askance.
Daniel shrugged - he'd have been quite entertained to see Noah nakedly dash down Ronan's driveway.
Daniel gave Noah a sideways glance and thought the big clothes on little person body was quite cute.
"I was thinking you should tell dad," Daniel said.
Noah paused and considered what Dan was saying. At first, Noah thought it was a non sequitur, then he thought Daniel meant tell dad that he's gay. Dan had known Noah was gay for years now but Noah had never actually told his dad. Since Noah was not very subtle, he thought his gayness was obvious – especially after all the time he'd spent with Philippe when they were on holiday. It was generally accepted that his dad knew.
However, Dan wasn't talking about coming out - not as gay anyway. Dan meant that Noah should tell dad about the nudity.
"I don't know if that's a good idea," Noah replied.
"Unless you tell him, you can't walk around in the buff when he's home. I know you miss it. That's why you jumped at the chance for Jamie's party," Daniel reasoned.
Noah hadn't thought about it like that.
"Maybe. Do you think he'll be ok about it?" Noah asked uncertainly.
"Probably. He'll just want you to be happy," Dan assured him.
Daniel stopped next to the park that was near their home. He shifted a sly glance at Noah in his ill-fitting attire and smiled.
"What?" Noah asked.
"Why don't you walk from here? Or Run if you like," Daniel suggested.
Noah took a moment to understand the suggestion - he was a tired so a little bit slow. Then he realised that Dan was trying to embarrass him in his ill-fitting clothes. Were they that bad? At a run, Noah could be home in less than ten minutes; if he walked it would take fifteen to twenty minutes.
It was an exciting suggestion.
"Why don't you walk from here and think about what you want to tell dad," Daniel said reasonably.
"Good idea," Noah agreed.
Noah stepped out of the car and jogged across the road to the park; he looked back across the road and saw Daniel speeding off. Noah hadn't thought everything through - it was late morning in early November, it was cold and the damp and it wasn't raining yet but there was rain in the air. All Noah had on was a big t-shirt, big shorts that he had to hold up to stop from falling off, no underpants and sandals with no socks.
Shit!
It became quickly obvious that running was out of the question in sandals so Noah started walking. Flip-flops in November was just weird and but there weren't too many people around to see him. As he walked through the park, Noah had to pull his shorts up a few times and settled on hands in pockets to keep them in place. He saw some cute boys playing five aside football in the distance but Noah was distracted.
Should he really tell his dad that he was a nudist? No, how was it he phrased it to Ronan... he liked being naked. It was strange enough flashing his penis around the house with just his big brother or his friend around but his dad? His dad was a doctor so nothing he hadn't seen before but still... it was weird, right?
"Pass us the ball, mate?" came a shout.
Noah stopped daydreaming about his dad watching him naked... that came out wrong... and noticed the football running towards him. The boys were not so far away now and he could see they were aged between about fifteen and eighteen; a mixture of friends and siblings by the looks of them.
Noah liked football and was a half decent midfielder. Noah took his hands out of his pockets for balance, got into position as he approached the ball and kicked it towards the group.
Also, his shorts fell down.
The shorts flew to his ankles in a perfect heap and his t-shirt had lifted as he struck the ball so midriff was exposed long enough to flash his penis to the group of ten boys (five on each side). His dick was short and smuggled inside his foreskin but his balls hung loose; the hairless sac of dangly eggs was not what anyone had expected to see in the part on a Sunday morning. The boys laughed hysterically:
"Baldy boy."
"We only wanted to see our ball."
"Little wiener!"
Noah's t-shirt fell to hide his flaccid dick and he yanked the shorts up fast. He departed with power walking speed and the boys did not pursue - though the catcalls and comments chased him.
Despite the humiliation of being exposed - even for a second - it was a little bit thrilling and Noah felt his dick get plump inside his shorts. As he walked with his hands in his pockets, he gave his dick a squeeze. The squeeze became an experimental stroke and the stroke became an indiscrete boner.
It was exciting walking around the park with a hard-on and Noah was just giving himself another squeeze when he heard footfalls.
Noah expected to see the football boys and a pantsing was just what this day needed but it wasn't them. It was Scott - the window cleaning teenager who had already seen him naked. Indeed, Scott had recorded him jerking off.
"Hi Noah," Scott said.
Scott had run to catch up and when he was near, he checked Noah out with obvious interest. Noah was trying his best to hide his erection and pointed it down in the hopes of obfuscating it. However, there was something Noah hadn't considered - his dick leaked a lot.
Noah felt the drool of pre-cum hit his thigh and trickle down towards his knee. He hoped Scott wouldn't notice.
"I couldn't help but notice..." Scott said, pausing to take a breath; "When you gave the guys their ball back."
"Oh... yea... that was embarrassing," Noah replied.
"I only saw your ass," Scott assured him.
Noah blushed anyway - he was facing a handsome sixteen-year-old boy with obvious interest in other guys. Noah found himself turned on by the idea the number of times Scott had now seen him naked. The first time, Noah had been nude around the house and needed to pay for the window cleaning; he'd been flaccid when Scott saw his penis. Since then, Scott had seen him naked and hard just after getting spanked by Daniel and moments later, Scott had watched him though his bedroom window. Noah hadn't stopped the boy from recording him naked and jerking off; Noah trusted Scott to not share the video with anyone.
"Oh. I didn't mean for that to happen. Should have worn underwear," Noah said lamely.
Scott looked at Noah's t-shirt which was eschewed to the left to show off the collarbone and shoulder, the shorts stopped above the knee but there was a damp spot on the left and what looked like the outline of a boner. Was there a dribble of precum on Noah's leg... or was that piss? Either of these would explain the damp spot. Finally, Scott could see Noah's sweet feet and toes because all he had on was sandals.
"You look like you're dressed for the beach," Scott said affably.
"I know," Noah laughed and decided to tell a white lie; "It was my Halloween costume. Beach boy?"
Scott laughed too; "That's cool. I like your shorts."
"Thanks, they were 50% off," Noah fibbed.
"I'd like them 100% off," Scott said automatically.
"What?"
"What?"
Scott was dressed for an autumn run - joggers, trainers and running hoodie. He still looked really good and Noah felt his dick throb. Scott had a handsome jaw line and sweet brown eyes and dimples when he smiled.
"You want a closer look at what you missed earlier?" teased Noah.
"If you're offering," Scott replied.
Noah looked around and contemplated dropping his shorts right there on the path but a cyclist, a dog, a dog walker, and runner or a child could happen by and Noah hadn't lost all sense of propriety. He saw a clump of hedges and trees where young people often went to smoke or kiss; it was the perfect place to flash Scott.
"I have a confession," Scott said.
"What's that?" Noah replied; he thought Scott might admit he was gay.
"I saw you leaving my next-door neighbour's house this morning," Scott said; "You know Ronan?"
Noah hadn't expected that.
"Yea, he's my friend," Noah replied; "We got to school together."
"I was going to go to a party with him last night but I was grounded," Scott admitted.
"Ronan is cool. So, you saw me leave his house and decided to stalk me?" Noah joked.
"Ronan is... strange. But no, I didn't expect to see you here. I was leaving for a run and got lucky," Scott said.
"Are you and Ronan friends then?" Noah asked.
"Just neighbours. I mean, I know him but we're not friends," Scott replied.
They both entered the clearing and without preamble, Noah dropped his shorts to his ankles and pulled his t-shirt all the way up to his chin. His exposure effectively ended talk or Ronan and running. Noah's cock stuck straight out and bobbed up and down with excitement; beads of precum dropped onto the ferny floor. Noah was so tempted to step out of the shorts but he resisted.
"Did... did you shave all your pubes off?" asked Scott.
"Do you like it?" Noah asked.
Scott didn't respond but he did reach out and take a hold of Noah's throbbing erection, which probably answered the question. Noah loved people touching his dick - he was getting addicted to the attention his penis was receiving.
"I showed you mine... why don't you show me yours?" Noah proposed.
"No way, I'm not insane," replied Scott.
Scott let go of Noah's dick but couldn't take his eyes away from it.
"Just a quick flash. No-one will see. I wouldn't be standing here with shorts around my ankles if I though anyone could see me," Noah assured him.
"I dunno," Scott said nervously.
Noah responded encouragingly by stepping out of the shorts and pulling the t-shirt off; dropping it on top of the shorts and standing totally naked in the bushes of a public park; Noah shaved and hard and clearly outrageous.
Scott thought for a long moment before reaching for his joggers and pushing on the elastic waistband until he secured it under his balls. Scott's dick peeked out from under his hoodie and Scott gave the thick, meaty appendage a few tugs. Noah didn't know if it was fully hard or not but Scott's dick was about five and a half inches long but thick and Noah was delighted to get a fleeting glimpse.
"Shit, someone's coming," Scott said.
Scott pulled his joggers up while Noah pulled up the shorts. Whoever Scott had heard, did not pass close enough to even nearly catch them but the tit for tat was over. Noah fumbled with his t-shirt and put it back on.
"I need to finish my run but I'm glad I ran into you," Scott said and bid adieu.
Was Scott embarrassed about showing off his dick? Most boys would be. They still hadn't covered Scott's sexuality yet. Gay? Bi? Curious?
Noah set off to complete the rest of his journey home and encountered no more drama or misadventures. He let himself in the front door and Dan appeared from the kitchen before Noah could even... well he didn't have shoes or a jacket to take off but Daniel appeared very quickly.
"What did you decide?" asked Daniel.
"About what?" Noah replied.
"Telling dad about the naked thing?" Daniel reminded him.
Noah really had forgotten - he'd been too caught up with accidentally and then deliberately flashing people in the park. Now that he had to think again, what did he want to do?
"I suppose I want to tell him. I like being naked around the house; it's peaceful," Noah admitted.
"Great, he's in the living room," Dan told his little brother.
"What, you want me to tell him now?" Noah protested.
"No time like the present," Dan suggested; "This might help."
Before Noah could react, Daniel had gripped the bottom of his t-shirt and pulled it up. Noah blushed as he revealed his hairless armpits while allowing Dan to take his top. It didn't stop there because Daniel also pulled his shorts down with a sharp tug and prompted Noah to step out of them; the sandals were vanished at the same moment so Noah was once again in the nude.
It felt strange to be stripped naked by his own brother; he half expected Dan to run him a bath and help him wash his boy-bits. It was embarrassing to be excited by the removal of his clothes yet Noah was excited by being naked in front of Daniel.
Ever since Noah had seen Dan's bare ass as he ploughed his cock into Jamie, Noah had had fleeting incest fantasies that he tried to keep as fleeting as possible. Holding all of Noah's clothes, Dan stood beside him and gave little brother a little slap on the bum.
"Go on then," Daniel encouraged him.
Even before Daniel's machinations, Noah had been thinking about family. Every family is a bit different - gone are the days of mum, dad and 2.4 children. A family can be one child or none, single parents, two daddies, a stepparent... Sometimes a family is defined by who you leave out; after all Noah had a mum who he didn't count as family.
Noah's family was dad, Daniel and himself - these three remain. Noah had read those words in Ronan's bedroom. He had faith, hope and love for his family and they'd always be there for him which was why he wasn't scared about telling his dad.
Ok, he was a little scared.
Noah walked slowly toward the living room where his dad awaited the surprise of his life. Bruce was reading a newspaper when Noah walked in and although he became aware of Noah's presence, he didn't look up and didn't realise anything untoward.
"Hi dad," Noah said.
"Morning, son. Did you have a good time at the party?" asked his dad.
"Yea. Listen, there's something need to tell you..." Noah started to say.
"What is... fuck," Bruce replied.
Bruce had, accidentally, seen Noah naked or semi-naked a few times since the beginning of summer but to see the sixteen-year-old totally nude and standing around nonchalantly wrong-footed Bruce - he didn't know how to react.
His son was nude and hairless and making now evert to cover his small, flaccid penis.
"Eh... Noah... You're..." Bruce tried to say.
Or rather tried not to say.
"Naked," Noah supplied the word; "I'm naked, dad."
"Why are you naked?" his dad asked.
"I like being naked," Noah said honestly.
Bruce was trying not to look at Noah and held up his hand to block the sight of the naked teenager from view.
"Dad, look at me. Look at me, dad," Noah insisted.
Bruce dropped his hand and looked at his beautiful son.
"I like being naked around the house. I've been trying it for a few months and Dan has been really cool about it. I guess I've been calling it nudism," Noah said.
It was easier to label it and it created a demarcation between the satisfaction he derived from being naked and the satisfaction he derived from exposing and himself. Noah wasn't sure the semantics of this demarcation would be important but he was trying to be honest.
"Being naked makes me feel confident and free and comfortable with who I am and what I look like," Noah emphasised.
Noah had said the word naked about a hundred times in the last minute... ok, only six times but that was still a lot.
"Of course," Bruce insisted; "You look... its fine. If this is what you want, it's ok. I was just surprised."
"Sorry about that. I guess I sprung it on you," Noah replied.
"I hope you don't spring anything else... like a boner," Daniel joked because of course he had wanted Noah's embarrassing reveal.
"Also, I'm gay. I think you know but I've never told you so I'm telling you all the hard stuff now," Noah said.
"Not too hard, I hope," joked his dad with a smirk and a nod to his penis.
Dan and Noah chuckled at the disarming joke but Noah blushed too. Dan had had his fun so he stepped out of the room to wash the clothes Noah had brought home.
"I can't believe how smooth your skin is," Bruce said suddenly.
The man stood up and walked to Noah, putting his hand just above the sixteen-year olds wilted penis. Noah had to fight from getting a hard-on in front of his dad which would have been mortifying.
"You shave?" asked his dad.
"Just this once," Noah confessed.
"It's so smooth, it's like you've never had a hair down there," Bruce said.
He must have realised what he was doing - touching his naked teenage son - because Bruce pulled his hand back but Noah chuckled and put his left arm up with his hand behind his head so his smooth armpit was exposed now.
"Feel here," Noah said.
With his right hand, Noah took his dad's hand and guided it to the perfectly smooth and silky axilla. After a few seconds, Bruce withdrew his touch.
"Ok. Thanks for understanding. I'm going upstairs," Noah declared.
"Right, yes," Bruce said distractedly; "Dan said you might be spending time with your friends this afternoon?"
"Oh, yea," Noah responded - he'd nearly forgotten; "I have a new friend, Ronan. He felt bad for not knowing it was my birthday so we were going to hang out for a bit."
Though Noah rather felt that he and Ronan had already hung out and done something special for his birthday. Ronan had even said his blowjob was happy birthday present.
"Ok. You'll be home for dinner?" Bruce asked.
Noah nodded affirmatively and rushed up to his room.
The reason why Noah rushed to his room was because his encounter with Ronan last night and Scott in the park had made him extremely horny and he wanted to jerk off before showering and meeting his friends.
Noah closed his bedroom door and stepped to his bed where he lay on his back and ran both his hands over his smooth, so smooth groin. He wrapped one hand around his balls and the other over the half-hard stalk of his prick. It came alive in his hand and Noah enjoyed the sensation of his silky balls in his hand.
While one hand pumped his dick, the other wandered over the freshly shaven skin. His hard-on was oozing precum again while Noah closed his eyes to remember the party boys who'd seen him naked and the boys in the park who he'd accidentally flashed.
Then there was Ronan - there was a surprise, another gay friend to play with. Scott had been a surprise too - was he gay, bisexual, curious? Noah was spoiled for choice and his total lack of interest in a boyfriend made him feel like a kid in a candy store.
Noah put his arm behind his back so he could look at his hairless armpit and then down the length of his bald body to where his six-plus inch cock rose proudly from his groin. Noah's messy cock had wept pre-cum over his wanking hand
His dad had touched him and it had felt oddly...
Odd.
It had felt good being touched.
Noah masturbated in long, tight strokes; feeling himself with his other hand. His hairless pits and smooth groin and his silky thighs that hadn't even needed to be shaved. Noah stroked his bare feet against his hairless calves and wriggled his toes, using his big toe to play with his ankle.
Noah reached between his legs and pressed a finger against his hole. The smooth ring quivered and filled Noah with excitement; combined with the masturbation, Noah was not long from a quality orgasm. He didn't look for tissues or a towel - it was fun to cum on himself and leave the muck there. Noah loved the feel jizz dribbling down and his skin and congealing in his pubes... well, not anymore.
Noah remained on his back but bent his knees and brought his heels nearly to his arse so his hole was displayed to no-one. However, Noah imagined a tongue in his hole and he could feel his balls getting ready to let go.
Noah pumped his fist harder and faster until he was at the point of no return. That was when his bedroom door opened and his dad walked in.
"Noah, I'm sorry..."
Bruce stopped midsentence as he saw his youngest son. Noah was naked, anus displayed, penis hard, masturbating and ejaculate shooting all over himself. Shit, that boy came a lot. It was like a fountain of sperm had been turned on to shower the sixteen-year-old in milky goo.
"Oh my god... dad?!" Noah said.
Noah couldn't stop looking at his dad as he shot his load and his dad couldn't stop looking at the boy as ball juice shot in all directions. Noah loved his nudity and his exposure and embarrassment but getting caught wanking by his dad? This was a level of mortification even Noah hadn't felt before. His dad had seen him cum!
Noah let go of his cock as it continued to pulse and discharge directly onto his abdomen; he closed his legs to hide his modesty but there wasn't much of that left. Noah was ashamed (which was rare for him) to be seen naked by his dad. It took time to get used to people seeing him routinely naked - but even more so to be caught jerking off.
Bruce turned around and spoke to Noah over his shoulder so he didn't need to look at his teenager.
"I just wanted to say sorry if I didn't handle things very well earlier," his dad said; "You know... when you told me... you know..."
"Ok, dad," said Noah; "Thanks."
His dad closed the bedroom door and Noah was left to marinade in his own spunky mess. Noah was left wondering who was more embarrassed, him or his dad. Noah was sure he'd get over it quickly.
In fact, in spite of the humiliation, Noah felt energised by being seen - just like when the boys from a rival school arrived last night. It was exciting to be seen and watched.
Noah looked at the time - he had an hour before he had to leave to see his friends so there was no more time to play with his sperm. He wanted to shower, dress and check his emails but when he turned on his laptop, Sextr was still logged in.
Mr Godeita, the organiser of local Explicit Mass Attendance Role Playing had sent a private message:
WaitingForGodetia: [I would love to meet you, Noah.]
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