Robert and Johnny

By Kewl Dad

Published on Jan 27, 2025

Gay

Robert and Johnny-The rest of the story Ch 43

The following is a work of fiction: Although it is based on actual characters and locations, the rest is purely fictional.  This story depicts sexual situations between males and females of various ages and, may include incest as well. If reading such is illegal where you reside, or you are not at least 18 years of age, please read at your own risk. This work is the property of the author, Kewl Dad, and should not be re-posted or reproduced without his permission. © 2017-2025

Note from the author

This is the continuing story of Robert and Johnny, who first appeared in my short series: My 11th Summer. Although intended to be a simple stand alone short series, My 11th Summer was so popular, not only with my readers, but myself, that I decided to continue the saga in Tween to Teen. And now, as the boys finish High School and move on to College and their adult life, the final part of the saga begins. So, for those who have been following the story from the beginning, here is part 3 of the trilogy, which I am calling: Robert and Johnny-The rest of the story. Enjoy.

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 Robert and Johnny
The rest of the story
(Part three of the trilogy began in My 11th Summer, then Tween to Teen) By: Kewl Dad

Chapter 43

The Partee

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As Told by Zeke:

I couldn't believe my dads gave in so easy to me going to the party, but after all it was just like I told them it would be and they didn't need to worry.  There was Richard's mom and dad till the girls went home, then they left us boys to settle down for the night.But yeah, a lot happened before that and after the lights were out.

I'm not a writer like my dad, Robert, but I'm glad he gave me a chance to tell this part myself.

First of all: the lake house was amazing. I mean, how do people afford a place like that? After all, it was a second house, Richard had a house in town too, in a nice neighborhood. How do you afford two houses? Seems that Richard's dad is some big-wig at one of the petroleum companies, so I guess that accounts for the big bucks they spent on that place.

Now to describe it: Four bedrooms, two car garage, a living room, formal dining room, family room, and it was a split-level with a basement and another bedroom with it's own bath, which was where Richard stayed when they were at the lake house.

Ricarhd had a younger brother, Sid, who was 12, I think, but his bedroom was upstairs near his folks' room, and we didn't see him after we settled down later. But I'm getting ahead of myself.

The basement was actually a game room. with a huge TV. a gaming system, a full-sized pool table, and a little kitchen with a fridge and a microwave, which had become very popular about that time.

The place was huge, but it was sort of divided up into sections with that TV a couch and a chair on one end the kitchen on the other and the other stuff in between. Oh, and there was another bathroom, only this one only had a sink and toilet.

A guy could live down there and never have to come out if they had enough food. Anyway, that's where the party was held and Richard's folks had set out a cooler of pop and there were all kinds of snacks, chips, and even some veggies and fruit, all stuff I like. The girls didn't eat much though. What is it with girls and food? They act like it's obscene to be seen eating, ha ha. Not us boys, though, heck, we plowed through that stuff like locust on a corn crop.

I tried to stay as close to Lizz as I could the whole time, making sure she had a soda and food, and she didn't seem to mind. I could tell some of the other guys were kind of jealous, but there were three other girls to keep them busy, even if they weren't as pretty. Well, at least in my book.

Richard was in charge of the music and he knew just what us kids liked. There was rock to head-bob to, and even some slow stuff to dance to, not that most of the boys were really into dancing. But fortunately, the girls took charge and practically dragged the boys out there for a dance now and then.

Well, Lizz didn't have to drag me, and I was glad to slow dance with her, our foreheads pressed together and my hand on her slender waist and hers on my back.

Richard's folks faded into the background, but they were keeping a watchful eye and everyone knew it so no one got out of line. However,  a kiss on the cheek wasn't out of the question and the girls weren't shy about doing that once the dance number was over.

I guess I should tell you who was at the party, so here goes. I hope I can remember all the names, but fortunately most of them go to my school so I already sort of knew them.

Well, there was me, and Richard, Evan, Ronnie, Jeff, Steve, and Richard's brother Sid. Then there was Lizz, Cathy, Terri, and Sherri. Terri and Sherri, just realized that rhymes.

Of course the girls weren't spending the night, but all the boys except Steve were, and he was going home when the girls did.

That meant there would be six at the sleepover, including Sid, but as it turned out he went to his room before we finally settled down to sleep.

We had fun, we played pool, video games, danced and listened to the music. The boys pigged out and the girls giggled at how much we could eat.

I tried to control myself around Lizz but I still managed to get full and she didn't seem to be offended by my appetite. In fact, she seemed to be just fine with everything I did.

Were we becoming a couple? I wondered. Did I want that? Did she? What would it mean? Would I be better off dating other girls and not settling on one? At least till I figured out whether I liked girls or boys better. And what if I decided I liked both? What then, did I date girls and mess with boys, and keep my two lives separate and hidden? Wow, there was a lot to think about.

The last dance with Lizz was very nice. I didn't recognize the song but it was soothing and slow, but not sappy. She pressed her face against my shoulder and I suddenly realized I was a little taller than her. That seemed right though, the guy should be bigger, right? She still felt solid and was a real armful as I held her as close as I dared and breathed in her perfume and girl scent.

It was way different than what boys smelled like, and l liked it, but  I also liked how boys smelled. Boys didn't usually cover up their smell, though lately a lot of us had begun to use deodorant, while girls used scented shampoo, and who knew what else.

But Lizz smelled just right. Not too girly, and not to sweet, just right. When the dance ended, we realized it was time for the girls to go and I think we both felt the sadness at the same time.

"I really had a good time, thanks," I said blushing.

"Me too, it was the best time ever tonight. Thanks for taking me to the dance and coming to the party."

Then she kissed me, not on the cheek, but on the lips, but before the party police could bust us, she ended the kiss, took my hand, and led me to the others, who were waiting to go.

All us boys walked them to the front door, said more goodbyes, but there were no more kisses. I did get one last smile from Lizz, then they were gone.

Then all the guys were slapping me on the back and congratulating me cause Lizz kissed me and all, and I was blushing way more than I ever did when it was sex stuff with boys.

I liked the attention though, and I thanked them and smiled, trying to find something witty to say, but all I could come up with was: When you got it, you got it."

They seemed to like that, though, and everyone laughed, even Sid who I think was too young to care about girls yet.

Now that the girls were gone, the party moved to another level. The music got more hardcore. Doors, Zombies, Stones, Beatles, and the gaming really took off.

Richard's mom and dad had retreated to their room upstairs, with orders not to be too loud and not to burn down the place. We all laughed, even though it was pretty lame.

Ronnie and Jeff were playing pool,  while Richard and Evan waited their turn and Sid challenged me to play a video game. Home video gaming was pretty new back then, and I didn't have much experience, but I'd played enough arcade games to know my way around the controller.

However, Sid was a whizz and gave me a run for my money. While we played we talked and got to know each other better and I discovered he was a pretty neat kid. He was cute too, something I'd noticed as soon as I'd arrived, a smaller version of Richard who was a real fox. He was blond, blue eyed, with a baby face, but a solid little body that filled his jeans and tee out nicely. He was going to break a lot of hearts, that was for sure, whether boys or girls, only time would tell.

"That girl, she your girlfriend?"

"Nope, just a friend."

"Seemed pretty friendly," he chuckled, "gave you a lip lock. My dad looked like he was gonna throw a bucket of cold water on you two, then she broke it off."

"Ha ha, very funny. It was an innocent kiss, just a peck on the lips, but it was...nice."

"I bet, you do more than kiss her?"

"No, of course not. Tonight was our first date and our first party."

"Ah, cool. You want to do more though, right?"

I sighed, "To be honest, right now I'm still trying to figure things out, and I just want to be friends, does that make sense?"

"Sure," Sid said giving me a sideways smile, "you're cute though, she could do worse."

I smiled back, "Not as cute as you, but you're a little young for her," I joked.

"I'm not into girls, yet. I like video games better," he chuckled.

"So, you like boys?" I joked, then blushed, hoping I wasn't being rude.

He eyed me curiously but didn't answer right away. He finished his game first, laid down his controller, stood and stretched.

"Want to see my room?" he said, knocking me right off my socks.

"Uh, well...sure, if it's okay?"

"Sure, why wouldn't it be? Just us guys now," he said giving me a little grin.

"Won't the others miss us...?"

"Hey, Ricky, I'm gonna show Zeke my room, be right back, need anything from upstairs?"

"See if there are any more cookies," Richard said while lining up a shot on the pool table, "or anything sweet."

"I got something sweet for you," Evan laughed, grabbing his junk, and we all laughed too.

"Nah, too salty," Richard said as he made his shot and sank the selected ball into the side pocket.

We all laughed again, and Jeff said, "How would you know, Rick, been licking it?"

"Shut up," Richard smirked, "like you don't know too."

I didn't hear what was said next as Sid practically dragged me up the stairs. These stairs came out near the kitchen, but instead of looking for the sweets Richard had asked for, he led me to the front stairs off the entry and up to the second floor.

He cautioned me to be quiet by placing a finger at his pursed lips, but except for the pitter-pat of my heart beating unusually fast in my chest, I was quiet as a cat.

His room was actually midway along the right side of the hallway and shared a bath with the bedroom next door. I learned later it was called a Jack and Jill bathroom, I guess cause it had a door leading into each bedroom.

His room was typical for a kid his age, I guessed. Since I'd never had such a luxury when I was his age I wasn't an expert. After coming to live with Robert and Johnny, however, I'd finally gotten a room of my own, so I sort of understood the need to make it uniquely your own, as Sid had.

It wasn't cramped, but it was full of his stuff. Comics, paperback books, record albums, model cars on one bookshelf, a couple of model planes hanging from fishing line over his bed. His bed was about the same size as mine, a full-size, and neatly made, but I wondered if he'd done that or if his mom had.

"So, what do you think?" Sid said in a quiet voice that was sweet and melodic. I loved his voice and thought it went perfectly with the rest of him.

"It's rad," I said looking around, "but you only live here part of the time, right?"

"Every weekend, unless there's something going on in town, so two or three days, and in the summer we stay here all week. Sometimes dad stays in town if he has business but mom and me and Ricky stay here."

I chuckled, "You call him Ricky, but he won't let us other guys do that. It's 'Richard'," I said in a snotty voice.

Sid laughed, "Yeah, it's my pet name for him and he knows it's a waste of time to correct me every time."

"You two look a lot alike, you know."

"Oh, well...I guess, but I'm cuter," he said grinning.

"A bit," I conceded, "you kind of look like the same boy at two different ages. Did Ricky, uh, Richard, look like you when he was 12?"

"Actually, yeah...I saw a picture of him once and I asked mom when she took that picture of me and she said it was Ricky, and we all got a big laugh out of it."

"I think you're both pretty cool," I said sincerely, "and you seem to get along really well. I know some brothers don't," I said unable to keep the sadness out of my voice. My older brothers had been awful to me and even worse once my secret was revealed.

"He's okay," Sid said picking up on my mood, "let's sit on my bed, okay?"

I didn't reply as I sat down beside him, careful to keep a safe distance from the cute boy. However, over the course of the next few minutes I was aware of him scooting a bit closer until we were finally touching along our  hip and leg.

Once that was accomplished, Sid turned to me with a questioning look and sighed, "I like you, Zeke," he said simply, the blush obvious on his cute face.

"I like you too," I assured him, "you're a neat kid."

"But I'm just a kid, right?" he said sounding defeated.

"Nothing wrong with that, is there? I wish I'd had things as good as you when I was your age," I blurted out before I could stop myself.

"What do you mean?" Sid said looking at me curiously, "Ricky said you're adopted or something and that you have two dads, is that right?"

"Yeah, it's complicated..." I said.

"I still like you," the boy said laying a hand on my arm.

"I still like you too," I said grinning, "even if you're just a kid."

"Grrr...I'll show you who's a kid," he said surprising me by pouncing on me and forcing me onto my back.

For a kid his age he was very strong and as he straddled me, my arms pinned above my head, I was suddenly aware of something else. Something hard was poking into my lower belly and I knew instantly what it was. Sid had a boner.

To make matters worse, the body contact and the realization that he was hard soon had me hard as well. I wasn't worried, not really, I knew this was how boys made intimate contact without looking pansy. Wrestling was common among boys and boners were inevitable. But this was Richard's little brother. What if he came looking for us and discovered us like this.

"We should join the others," I panted.

"You give?" Sid said grinning as he ground into me one last time.

"I give," I chuckled, "for now, but maybe sometime we can have a rematch."

"Sure, anytime," Sid said rolling onto his side on the bed.

He was facing away from me so it gave me time to adjust my boner and I was pretty sure he was doing that too. I finally sat up and he joined me, looking a little scattered.

I smiled at him, "You're not a little kid after all. At least not in some places," I teased as I stood.

His smile was angelic, mixed with a little devilishness, "Almost as big as Ricky."

"Speaking of Ricky...we better get his cookies."

"Sure, yeah," Sid said looking as if he wanted to say more, "can we really have a rematch sometime?"

"Yeah, I mean, if we ever get a chance again," I said, "it's not like we see each other every day."

"You should sleep over at our house in town. I'll suggest to Ricky that he invite you."

"I don't know, won't he wonder why?"

Sid laughed, "As long as he gets a turn he won't care."

I was shocked, but Sid didn't give me a chance to say more as he led me quietly back downstairs. We found a package of chocolate chip cookies and a box of Hostess Ding Dongs and headed back to the party.

***

"You guys took long enough, did Ricky show you everything in his room?" Richard said suggestively and the others laughed as if in on the joke.

I blushed, "What do you mean?" I stammered, but Richard offered no answer, instead grabbing the junk food and tearing into a Ding Dong. How appropriate, I thought, a Ding Dong for the Ding Dong.

Nothing more was said or hinted at, but I felt weird spending anymore time with Sid so I played pool and watched when the others played, leaving Sid to play video games alone.

Once or twice I saw him looking my way, then he'd quickly look away, the look on his face hard to read. I hated to make him sad, but I didn't want to seem too interested in him. Little did I know, I needn't have worried, I wasn't Sid's only wrestling partner.

Sid eventually gave up gaming and sat on the couch, and eventually he fell asleep. He looked even cuter asleep, a little angel, and I had this crazy urge to go cuddle him while he slept.

"The rug rat is asleep," Richard finally announced, "Evan, help me carry the body upstairs," he joked.

Apparently Sid is a deep sleeper, and he didn't stir once while Richard and Evan carried him upstairs by his arms and legs. Richard asked me to come along and open doors for them and I was happy to oblige. I wanted to see that Sid made it safely to bed, but there was something else I wanted to see, even if it was unlikely.

Sid still hadn't stirred as I opened the door and led the two into the room. I quickly stripped back the covers and Richard and Evan gently laid him on his bed as if they'd done this a hundred times.

As did the rest of us, Sid wore only his socks, and as I watched Richard skinned those off revealing two perfect pink feet. I tried not to stare, but what came next had my full attention.

"He gets too hot if he sleeps in his clothes," Richard explained, more to me than to Evan, I was sure, as began to remove Sid's tee shirt.

Sid seemed as pliable as a doll and soon his smooth but well-defined chest came into view under the soft light of the bedside table. Did I dare hope the pants were coming off next? Yessss. Without any hesitation at all, Richard unbuttoned the top button of Sid's corduroy pants and slowly worked them down his slender hips, being careful to leave his white briefs in place.

I knew I was staring and I knew I had a major boner, but I was helpless to look away. Sid's legs were creamy white and so smooth they looked like silk in the soft light. The bulge in his tighty whities only confirmed what I'd determined earlier when he was pressing against me, that he had a nice sized cock, and through the thin fabric of the briefs I could see the circumcised head clearly.

Evan giggled, "Your kid brother is a real pony, ain't he?"

"Damn right, just like his big brother," Richard sniggered, looking at me for the first time.

"You like my little bro, huh?" he said simply.

It wasn't an accusation as much as a statement of fact, but it took me a minute to come up with a reply, "I like all you guys," I managed to spit out as I finally looked away.

Richard chuckled and I heard the rustle of the covers as he pulled them up over Sid's sleeping form. I looked back just in time to see Richard do the most wonderful and unexpected thing ever. Bending low he placed a kiss on his little brother's forehead and whispered, "Sweet dreams, little bro."

I almost cried, and in fact a few tears stung my eyes. I couldn't imagine my older brothers ever doing such a thing and it hurt right to my very soul.

I smiled at Richard to let him know how I felt and my opinion of my friend was doubled at that very moment. And that opinion would continue to compound as the night went on.

***

Downstairs again, I soon got over my emotional state and went back to  having fun. It was getting late though, and yawns punctuated our banter as we continued to spar at pool or video games.

It was Richard who finally declared that it was time to drag out the mattresses, turn out the lights, and get some sleep. The others sort of giggled at the last part, but I was the new guy and I'd soon find out why.

The mattresses were stored in a closet near the kitchen and there were four of them. There were five of us so that meant two guys had to share or someone  had to sleep on the couch. Well, at least that's how I saw it at first, but I soon learned how things really worked.

The others were obviously used to the routine and began to move furniture until there was a big open spot between the couch and pool table. The mattresses went down next, side by side and touching till they filled the space entirely. Throw pillows from the couch were tossed onto the pile, then several blankets.

We took turns at the bathroom then Richard turned out all the lights except the bathroom light, however he did crack the door open so only a bit of light spilled out.

I waited, wondering if we were going to sleep in our clothes but when Richard began to undress I followed his lead, as did the other three boys. Soon we were down to just our underwear and even in the dim light I could see that I wasn't the only one who was a little hard.

"Zeke, you're new, but I think you'll like our sleep games," Richard said, "the only rule is: no one does anything they don't want to."

What did he mean? I wondered, was he talking about sex? Were all these boys gay, or just horny and wanting to get off? I could understand that. Girls weren't about to give it up as easily as boys, and in the end a nut was a nut, right? It might not be something they'd go around bragging about, but if it was among friends you trusted it could be a very good thing.

"You'll have to show me what you mean?" I said boldly, not about to be the first to make a move.

"Fine, underwear off, guys," Richard said as he quickly pushed his J.C. Penneys briefs down and off.

The others followed, but I was last, and suddenly I was the object of their attention.

"Nice dick," Richard said for them all, "I like the skin."

All the others were circumcised, which made me an oddity, but a popular one I'd learn as the night went on. 'Foreskin envy', that's what my dads call it, and I guess that's what the guys felt that night.

Well, I could go into a lot of detail, but my dads are reading this and it's a little embarrassing. I will say that we didn't do any butt stuff. I mean other than some rubbing them with our hands. It was oral and hand jobs, and everyone pretty much got a feel and taste of everyone else before the night was over.

We didn't make any messes though, cause we always swallowed what was offered and licked the other guy clean. We fell down in a pile, legs and arms entangled when we'd all come as many times as we could, and I think 'passed out' is a better term than, 'went to sleep'.

I awoke sometime later needing to pee badly. For some reason sex makes me want to pee. I unwound myself from Richard and Evan, who evidently slept as sound as Sid, and I padded off to the bathroom.

As I peed I thought about Sid. Had he peed before he fell asleep? Did he wake up in the night and go? Did he wet the bed? Nah, surely not. Still, maybe he needed someone to check on him.

It wasn't my house or my place to look after Sid, and only now do I realize it was just an excuse to get to see the cute sexy boy again. I found my underwear and pants, but my tee shirt must've been under one of the sleeping boys cause I couldn't find it.

Barefoot and shirtless, I crept upstairs, hoping the adults weren't stirring, and was happy to see I was alone. I stayed to the edge of the stairs leading up to the second floor, because I've read that they're not as likely to creak if you do that.

Anyway, all was quite in the upstairs hallway and Sid's bedroom door was open just a crack. Had we closed it when we left earlier. I couldn't remember, but then I'd sort of been in a daze then.

I crept to the doorway and slowly pushed the door open a bit wider. A soft glow from a nightlight was the only illumination in the room, but I could clearly see the form beneath the covers on Sid's bed.

I stared for a moment, debating whether to end this madness and go back downstairs or to do what I might never get a chance to do again. I guess hormones are stronger than common sense because suddenly I found myself at Sid's bedside staring down on his sleeping form.

In the semi-darkness I could just make out Sid's angelic face. He was laying on his back, his arms and legs spread out as if he were making a snow angel.  One tiny foot protruded from the covers and I worried that it might be cold. I knelt beside the bed and took the small perfect foot in my hand and was surprised to find it was very warm.

Maybe Sid was hot-natured, then I remembered Richard saying that before undressing him. And still I held the foot, feeling it's warmth and softness and barely suppressing the urge to kiss this small perfect part of Sid. Was I sick or what? I've discussed this with my dads and they assure me I am not, and that they understand, but at the time I felt like a criminal.

"Ummm," Sid murmured in his sleep and I was brought back to reality.

I released my grip on his foot, and as I looked toward the sleeping boy my eyes were met with his. He looked confused at first, then he smiled and sat up a bit.

"Hi," he said, "wanna lay with me?"

Without giving it another thought, and without answering, I stood and slipped in beside the boy as he made room for me. He felt soft and warm and I felt such a sense of peace and calm come over me. I was surprised that I wasn't hard, or that I didn't feel the least bit horny. I just felt, well...love for this boy, and I wanted to hold him and kiss his forehead as Richard had done and have him fall asleep in my arms.

And that was what we did.

Morning came and I panicked, but when Richard found me in Sid's bed he didn't make a big deal of it. Smiling knowingly, he closed the door and suggested we get dressed before his parents woke up.

He seemed surprised when I threw back the covers to reveal I was at least partly dressed, and that Sid still wore his briefs, even if we did both have morning wood.

Once we'd emptied our bladders, Sid got dressed while Richard led me back to the basement. Nothing was said on the way down and after finally recovering my tee shirt I got fully dressed.

"Can we talk?" Richard said slipping an arm around my neck.

"Sure," I said nervously

"Let's go outside, the other guys are still sleeping."

On a deck overlooking the lake, we stood at the railing for a long time before Richard finally spoke, "He's my little bro and I watch out for him, but I can't control him. He...he has this power over other guys. You know what I mean?"

I nodded.

"He's just so cute and so sexy, heck, no one can resist him. But I worry, you know? that the wrong guy will get with him and hurt him. I don't mean physically, though that too, I mean...break his heart."

"I never would..." I stammered.

"I believe you," Richard said staring out into the morning light, "I trust you. I have to ask though, did you, ummm...do anything last night?"

"No, we just cuddled and slept. I swear, nothing happened."

"I believe you, but I'm not sure if that's good or bad. He might be falling in love with you then. It would be easier if he just wanted sex, you know, a little fun?"

I sighed, "I'm sorry. It's not like we'll see each other again or anything. I Just...I needed to see him again, that's all, and..." I wound up telling him everything, and he smiled.

"He's something special. Even I can't resist him. Why do you think I let him call me Ricky? Cause I can't refuse him anything, you understand?"

"You mean...?"

"You do the math, cute boy, willing to do anything...who can resist that?'

"I almost didn't," I chuckled, "I wanted to...you know, but it didn't seem right. Like I'd be ruining our friendships if I did, with you, and with him."

"I appreciate that, but I'd have gotten over it. He could do worse. As for seeing him again, you're welcome to sleep over anytime we're here or in town. Maybe the three of us can get together for some fun," he chuckled.

"Really?" I said grinning, "that would be amazing."

We had breakfast and afterwards Richard's dad drove us home. Richard came along to keep us company, but Sid did not. After dropping the others off, it was my turn to say goodbye and I thanked Richard and his dad and climbed out of their Suburban.

My Dad's were waiting for me, but I really didn't feel like talking and so we compromised. I agreed to write about my experiences and I've just shared them with the world.

End Chapter 43

Hope you enjoyed Zeke's side of things. It's hard to write about other's experiences and best to let them tell it, don't ya think?

Here's  hoping 2025 doesn't suck...lol.

 

 

Send all comments to: kewl_dad1@hotmail.com I welcome all feedback and promise a timely reply.

                                                 

Kewl Dad

1-27-2025

                  

**A special thanks to my buddy Michael in NY for his much appreciated help with editing, story ideas, and illustrations.  Love ya buddy.

I have updated my story list if you see any missing please let me know.

Other stories by Kewl Dad

* Denotes Series, rest are short stories

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  2. A Christmas With Nick

  3. Accidental Dad*

  4. Adolescent

  5. Alex and Aidan*

  6. Andy Tastes Like Candy

  7. An Old Friend

  8. At the Dike*

  9. Black Cock

  10. Boy Glory Hole

  11. Bullied

  12. Christmas Boy

  13. Christmas on the Street

  14. CL Cock Sucker

  15. Cory*

  16. Corey's Scent

  17. Cody's Christmas Wish

  18. Dirt Bikes and Blowjobs

  19. DMV Boy

  20. Dougie's Story #Part 3 of a series

  21. Emoji  (The Story of Joe)

  22. The Family*

  23. The Ginger and the Chub

  24. Hair Salon Boys

  25. Happy Valentine's Day Toby Grayson

  26. I Heart You

  27. Little Brother's Feet*

  28. Lost in Fear*

  29. Mars

  30. McChicken

  31. My Best Friend's Dad *Related story to My Son's Best Friends

  32. My Not so Miserable Life

  33. My Little Runaway #Part 1 of a series

  34. My Son's Best Friends *Related series to My Best Friend's Dad

  35. My 11th Summer*

  36. One Night

  37. Poindexter Files*

  38. Pride-Pride

  39. Rabbit: A Christmas Story

  40. Rolo

  41. Second Chance for Love

  42. Six Black Boys*

  43. Skateboard Boy*

  44. Skateboard Christmas

  45. Stranded on Christmas Eve

  46. Sudden Family*

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  48. The Athletic Supporter 

  49. The Family

  50. The Year I Learned to Love my Brother (TYILTLMB)*

  51. The Reynolds Twins*

  52. Tommy Boy #Part two of a series

  53. To the Max

  54. Tracy*

  55. Trailer Park Christmas

  56. Trick or Treet Dress Up

  57. Tween to Teen*

  58. What a Dollar Will Buy

  59. Wild Wild West Again

  60. It's Amazing What Sex Can do for a Guy (as smoothoperator52)


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